All language subtitles for dung-der_fall_gleiwitz_1961

THE GLEIWITZ CASE

THE GLEIWITZ CASE

We have had peace for 20 years.

The lull will soon be over.

The climax of the joint maneuver

was a fleet review by the Führer.

We have the best weapons.

We have the Führer

and the nation is behind him.

Air and naval games in Italy.

Italian bombers hit ships
with pinpoint precision,

demonstrating Axis strength
and readiness.

The Reich Forester-in-Chief.?

Field Marshal Göring hosted rangers
for a day of competition and pageantry.

The German Grand Prix drew
250,000 spectators to the Nürburgring.

German racers were superior
to all other makes.

Rudolf Caracciola,
National Socialist Motoring,

took the checkered flag

and the Führer's Cup.

NSKK's Hermann Müller,
Auto-Union, was second.

Here's the plan.

Tomorrow you go
to the Spandau Wehrmacht base.

They are expecting you.
You will be issued 14 Polish uniforms.

Have them logged out.

Go to the Bernau Fencing School.

Study the records
of repatriates from Poland.

Carefully select six men.

People we've been screening for years.

They must know Polish
as well as German.

Go to Sachsenhausen at once.

Take custody of a prisoner.

Escort him to our Oppeln facility.

He will not be transferred
but struck from the list.

Listen, Naujocks.

The Führer, SS Commander,
and Heydrich

have given you
an extremely important mission.

I am in charge of its execution
in my capacity as Gestapo chief.

Top leadership
has made a final decision.

The Polish issue will be
resolved militarily.

It will be necessary
to convince world opinion

that a serious incident provoked us
into launching a war.

The night before the outbreak

Poles will raid a German installation,
the Reich radio station in Gleiwitz.

To implicate them,

a corpse will be found
outside the Gleiwitz station.

A body easily identifiable
as that of a Polish sharpshooter.

Attention. Pallbearers report to gate.

Halt! In there on the right!

- Pallbearers reporting on orders.
- Come in.

Ready. Come on out!

OUR PLEDGE IS LOYALTY

Franz Kühne, book dealer,
German Books, Posen.

Basic training in Polish Army.
Last four years SS Command.

Light weapons.
Excused for temporary duty.

Hans-Wilhelm Kraweit.
Self-defense. No trade.

Combat training
with General Wiestenberg.

Heinrich Bieratzky, electrician.
Signal corps training in Kattowitz.

Fled to Reich
when arrest threatened.

Franz Wieczorek, teacher.
German East leader.

Eight month course in Germany.
Returned to Poland.

When Storm Troop arms cache
was uncovered

smuggled young Germans
over the border.

Dismissed once more.

Oskar Tutzauer, German descent.

Upper Silesia Hiking leader since 1936.
Fled from Poland after dismissal.

Franz Sitte, grocer.
Freikorps, Bielitz Storm Troop.

Trained as rifleman and paratrooper
at Dachstein Farm Camp.

Transferred to Breslau
six weeks ago.

Countrymen, you served loyally
as Germans of the eastern frontier.

In clubs building ties to the homeland.

You are being assigned
to a special task force.

Yesterday's rules
in our struggle for a German East

must yield to a tougher code.

Whatever you are asked to do
in the future, remember one thing.

Do it like a German,
loyally, bravely, honestly.

- What's that?
- Polish paraphernalia. Originals.

Here you go.

The earth is mine.

Lilac is blooming.

May as well be May.

No need for glooming.

Heaven's on the way.

Lilac makes the slope white.

The slope is on the Rhine.

My flame will get tight.

Soon we'll be entwined.

I've been at it for eight years now.

War will accelerate promotions.

No need for glooming.

Heaven's on the way.

The sun is on the upswing.

The stars are in her eyes.

Let all the bells ring.

The world's full of sighs.

A bumper crop.

We'll finish Poland off in four weeks.

Whatever gets in my way
gets plowed over.

I'll mow the pigs down.

GERMAN POSTAL SERVICE
REICH RADIO STATION GLEIWITZ

Let her roll.

- May I?
- Be my guest. Outside call.

Gleiwitz Amplifier?

Extension 14.

Who's there?

118.
Time to prepare the line for Birke.

Roger. Out.

Gleiwitz Amplifier?

What?
1,000 hertz in our transmission?

Wait a minute. I'll tune in.

Hello.
Everything is all right here.

I'll have it checked.

Heil Hitler!

I got you. Over and out.

- The transmitter is the troublemaker.
- Okay. The connections are marked.

Clearly legible over the console
at eye level.

The cable enters through the basement.

That's all set too.

ID card... All set.

"The regular man is on vacation."
Here goes nothing. See you.

Fall in!

Pick up gear!

Right face!
No cadence. Proceed!

Troubleshooter.

I'm a substitute.
The regular went somewhere else.

Our studio is in perfect order.
I checked all parameters.

1,000 hertz loud and clear.
I can't figure out where the problem is.

Not a gauging signal.

Corrosion sounds different.

The cable can't be damaged.
I'm completely stumped.

Where do you plug the backup mike?

Here, Jack 2.

I'll start by checking
the basement segment.

- Anything wrong?
- Troubleshooting.

- Where does the overhead enter?
- Back there on the left.

I am the one who adores you.

I remember those flowers

And count all the hours.

So take just a moment

And think of me too.

Find anything?

- Can I make a call?
- Go ahead.

- To whom?
- VST.

- There you are.
- Thanks.

Extension 14.

This is Birke.

Right, Birke.

I'm in the studio.

Yes.

They fixed the bug already.

The job we are doing
is part of a master plan.

We needn't know everything.

But the time will come

when you see the light.

Let's drink to that hour.

Cigarettes!

Be seated.

Can anybody play it?

- I can, Hauptsturmführer.
- Stay seated.

We were stationed
across from Sudetenland.

Last fall
before we annexed the Czechs.

We had a mouth organ player.

A German song in the evening.

You sit there
and peer over the border.

You don't know what itches more.

Your heart or your trigger finger?

But "wait" is the watchword.

Preparedness is the mission.

Munich was appeasing.
Adolf gave the suckers a reprieve.

Like now, buddies.

You sit and wait.

You know for sure
when the time is ripe

the Führer will push the button.

When it finally happened

it went off without much of a bang
but we saw commando action.

We had addresses.

Reds, Jews, émigrés, masons,
and sundry riffraff.

Some asses were still in bed
when we nabbed them.

They didn't write that
into the Versailles Treaty of Shame.

Man, that was exhilarating.

You think of Great War pals
who didn't get it done.

This time we'll finish the job.

We were at war, my friends.

And we are still at war.

Although things seem peaceful at times.

We need patience
and iron discipline.

The showdown is looming, friends.
In fact, it's looming large.

We'll take what we need.

We'll make mincemeat
of the adversary.

We'll show no mercy.
The world can count on it!

I do therefore baptize you,

in the name of the Father,
of the Son and the Holy Ghost,

Alfred Helmut Naujocks.

Every hit kills a Brit.
Every flog kills a Frog.

The new Reichstag bows
to Black, Red and Gold.

Our Stormer hearts throb
to the Black, White and Red.

Son,
I thought you'd go to the colonies.

You should study regularly, Naujocks.

Wasn't the man a Jew?
You see, Naujocks...

Wasn't your father a druggist?

You're a SPY. Naujocks.

Your knowledge
of analytical geometry...

I pledge to you, Adolf Hitler,

Imperial Leader and Chancellor,

loyalty and bravery.

Lash the pig, Naujocks,
until he oinks.

He lives in a hotel near Prague.
Fix things with no fuss.

Arrange surveillance of all ships
leaving Amsterdam.

You will be assigned officially
to the German Embassy.

The Führer, SS Commander
and Heydrich

have given you
an extremely important mission.

Oberführer Müller, Oppeln, called.
He is expecting you.

This spot is really beautiful
at any time of day.

We have sun all day long.

Sunrise on my right.
Sundown on my left.

This summer is lovelier than most.

It was nice last year too.

- Another piece of cake?
- No, thanks.

How late in the year
did we go swimming last fall?

That was in October.

Not in October.
You were in the Sudetenland invasion.

It was the end of September.

The tail end of the month.

Excuse me.

Poor dear,
you never get a break.

Thank you for the charming reception.
Duty calls.

-Is the Gleiwitz affair in progress?
- Yes, sir.

- Our people on the scene?
- Yes, sir.

- Cased the station?
- Yes, sir.

Beautiful.

Now for the details.

The radio station raid
is more than an incident.

It is an incident
with a very large audience.

You will seize this opportunity
and broadcast an appeal.

Let's go this way.

Here is my idea.

You have people who speak Polish.

Get one of them to draft
an appropriate appeal.

The appeal must contain
a vile defamation of the Reich.

It should ring in the hour
of vengeance on the Germans.

It should state
that Polish arms now have the floor.

The reader must be agitated.

Part of the text should be in German
so people get the message.

In broken German, naturally.

Don't forget to raise a racket
during the proclamation.

Did you make a mental note of that?

- I'm depending on you, Naujocks.
- Yes, sir.

Good.

Oberführer, you said something
about a casualty.

Have you specified
any particular person?

Yes, indeed. Here's the plan.

I'll deliver a man from Oppeln.

I have a pool of prisoners
from Buchenwald and Dachau.

You get custody at the last minute.

Obergruppenführer Heydrich
will call you from Berlin.

In the course of the conversation
he will utter a cue phrase.

"Order canned goods from Müller.
Open them at Hour X."

- The cue is "canned goods".
- Yes, sir. I follow you.

You call me and I deliver the goods.
He will be unconscious.

The man will be found
shot to death outside the station.

Beautiful.

Don't you think so?

What weapons would you expect
Gleiwitz police to carry?

8 mm and .98 caliber.

I'll get them to send you a rifle
along with the victim.

And five rounds of ammunition.

Foreign opinion is scrupulous.

Every detail must be planned.

What if Poland backs down?

What do you mean?

A last-minute proposal
for a compromise.

Not this time.
The case is closed.

No need to stall.
We have ultramodern arms.

Germany's morale is at its peak.
We have the Führer.

But the Führer could drop dead
or be knocked off, Naujocks.

Morale might sag.
Guns could become obsolete.

What is the sense of negotiating?

No, sir, the time is ripe.

Attention!

The bunker is occupied
by 13 prisoners.

- Well?
- Good, Oberführer.

Over here, sir.

That is the room that I propose.

Doctor, here is your task.

I need the men stunned at the border.

One of them in Gleiwitz.

We must rule out flight and resistance.

I was thinking

of administering an injection.

- Dosed for at least 3-4 hours.
- That shouldn't present any problem.

But death must irrefutably occur
after the bullet's impact, mind you.

That must stand up in court.

In other words, it goes like this:

(1) injection, (2) stunning,

(3) shot, (4) death.

Medication is the key.

I guarantee
the medical part of the mission.

Are these facilities adequate?

No doubt about it.

Need anything else?

Chairs and a table, perhaps,
or a bench.

And 3-4 men.

- Get him what he wants.
- Yes, sir.

- Further questions?
- No, sir.

Then we can go.

Extra rations, as ordered.

Attention!

Carry on.

Chow time.
Gulp it down, you filthy pigs.

- What's that?
- Polish pistols.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Here are some more.

THE JEW ALBERT EINSTEIN

Struck by starry radiance,

I really must admit

That love and pain together go,

In joy and in sorrow flow.

You have to gaze into the maze

Of stars as lovers do.

Kick up your heels!
Dance is our chance

For a swoon to a Danube tune.

Out in the park, life is a lark

When you whirl with your girl.

A waltz keeps a couple
Eternally supple

By the light of the Danube moon.

Hilarious laughter is all we're after
When Waltzing all through the night.

When waltzing, when waltzing
To heart's content and delight.

Whispering fiddles
Give me the twiddles.

Early we start, don't want to part

When we're waltzing heart to heart.

Many a soul has gone on a roll.

The bliss of yore is here once more.

A gleam in the eyes
Of all girls and guys

Who dream of the Danube shore.

Shut the door!

Yes, Obergruppenführer!

Roger. Tonight at 8 p.m.

Canned goods.

I understand you perfectly.
Out!

I'm giving you a paratyphoid shot.

It's a shot in the arm.

I repeat.

Police appear
15 minutes after the appeal.

Coming down Tarnowitz Road,
they fire rifles at the station gate.

- I'm going with you.
- Good.

Let's go. Everybody in!
Come on!

You know the mission.

You take the secret to the grave.
Goes without saying.

Nevertheless, I require
each man's signature to that effect.

Kraweit!

- Yes, sir.
- Read it out loud.

I, the undersigned, pledge
not to reveal for as long as I live

any information related to the mission
in Gleiwitz.

I have been told that any betrayal
will be punished

by the death of all participants
and their extended families.

Signature.

Gleiwitz Radio.

Here is the evening political review.
Breslau Radio's choice of editorials.

The iron resolve and composure
of the leadership of Greater Germany

characterizes its campaign
to enforce inalienable tenets

of German popular will
without bloodshed.

World opinion is rallying
to our glorious crusade.

Völkischer Beobachter states:

The past 48 hours
have severely tried

our renowned patience
and self-discipline.

We ignore all provocations
from Polish-occupied territory.

These fateful hours fray

the harassed German people
to its last shreds of patience.

Astute observers are bound to ask
why we manifest such stoic restraint.

Here is the answer.

The Führer asks us
to hold our horses

because he wants to exhaust
all avenues

to achieve peaceful realization
of all unconditional German demands.

Twenty years of injustice
must be ended.

This applies to territories

which shameful treaties banished
from their Fatherland.

The editorial concludes ominously.

Whatever the outcome
of these fateful hours may be

one fact is obvious today.

We will never recognize borders

dictated arbitrarily by the victors
in Germany's most humiliating hour.

Let it be known
in Warsaw, London and Paris that...

All demands ever announced
by the Führer

are vital interests
of the nation he leads.

We will leave no stone unturned
in our unswerving pursuit...

Cherished Reich borders were violated

by shameful treaties
in Germany's hour of humiliation.

We will never recognize them.

Justice must finally be restored.

Time for you to relax and enjoy
"Music When Work Is Done".

- Ready?
- Yes, sir.

- The extras?
- Inside.

- Lock them in the cellar. One loads.
- Yes, sir.

Afterward a quick getaway.

Dump him on the ramp.

Face the wall.
Keep your hands up!

- Where is Wieczorek?
- We've unloaded.

Well, well.

All set, Wieczorek.
Pipe down, everybody.

Attention! Attention!
This is the Polish Insurrection Force.

Attention! Attention!
This is the Polish Insurrection Force.

Using Radio Gleiwitz facilities.

Gleiwitz Radio and the city
are in our hands.

The hour to fight has arrived.

The hour to fight has arrived.

Poles, take up arms!

Poles, take up arms!

All resistance is futile.

It will be crushed at once.

Whoever gets in our way

will be mowed down.

Germans, resistance is futile.
It will be crushed at once.

Whoever gets in our way

will be mowed down.

We'll fix Germany!

Break it up.
Everybody out.

Last night Poland opened fire
from invaded German soil.

The adversaries went so far

as to deploy regular troops.

We have been returning their fire
since 5:45 am.

Heil!

Germany's our highest deity.

Highest value in our world.

43,000,000 DEAD

Germany's our highest deity.

Highest value in our world.