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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.