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Heil Hitler. I want to know on whose authority it was that Hess's plane was

cleared at whose order. My God, if you knew his flight plan, I'll break your...

I know nothing. Nothing, sir.

And Hitler?

I've done all I could to avoid suspicion.

I'm plotting it with Hess.

But as his adjutant, I have no illusions.

If I move right away, honorable suicide is the worst I must face.

You should have suspected that Hess was a traitor.

Standartenfuhrer Berner Hoheland?

Don't approach her.

Ah, your friend, Rudolf Hess.

Heir apparent to the Fuhrer.

Standartenführer, you must come with me.

You cannot avoid the SS.

The Standartenführer SS Werner Uhland is condemned to be stripped of

rank for crimes against the SS Corps and against the German Reichen Nation.

And then to be shot.

Platoon, forward!

Halt!

In the name of the Fuhrer, take aim!

Standartenführer Uhlund, I know you are not involved in Hess's flight to

England, but as his first adjutant, you should have known of it.

There are still enemies within, powerful, hidden enemies, plotting in

They are against the invasion of England. They are against the invasion

Russia, against total war, against the Führer, and above all, against the SS.

They call themselves the German Intelligentsia.

A race of traitorous swine, parasites and hypocrites!

We must rub their faces in their own dirt. An unforgettable example.

Make them lick the soles of our feet.

Stand up and feel that.

You are the person most qualified to carry out my plan.

You were first adjutant to Hess, who had contacts with these degenerates.

I staged the scene of your disgrace on purpose so the anti -Nazi elements of

middle class will have complete confidence in you and feel that you are

side. Stand out and feel with them.

You must lure them into a wolf trap, applying Operation Vansay.

Your career, the fate of your family, your life will depend on you

and how quick you are.

By the night of June 21st, it must be done.

You have only two weeks.

The seven leaders of the intelligentsia group must be rendered incapable of

hindering the conquest of the world by the greater German Reich!

Standartenführer Uhland?

Swear that you will carry out my orders and be loyal to me alone.

I swear.

Under pain of death.

Under pain of death.

This is Udo Kasbaum.

Regarded as the stamp of morality on German intelligentsia. Age 60. Owed his

position to President von Hindenburg.

A shining model of the Kaiser's Germany.

But not altogether.

Moralist and perverted.

Strange diversions.

Great moralists do their best to avoid them.

But we enjoy them.

This one's Otto Dietrich.

On the Court of Common Pleas in Nuremberg. No better than the rest of

I don't see Helmut von Danzig.

Von Danzig never meets the intelligentsia.

But he pulls more weight than all the others.

I really appreciate our meeting as civilians, Werner.

I read a report that you were cashiered.

When did I see you last?

Do you remember?

Of course.

In March, eight years ago. In 1933, when Hitler entered Berlin.

You were a fanatical Nazi then.

Rabid.

The Fuhrer possessed a magical charm in his despotism.

Peasants were enchanted. They felt like you. Clean and pure.

Germans of my class didn't.

The French civilized us.

Watch Isabelle.

La bouche.

L 'oubli.

Isabelle is teaching Bertha to speak French.

One of the spoils of war? She's a guest of the Reich.

Le paradis.

I could never afford to cultivate such a pastime.

Being brought up together as comrades is also important, I think.

Although our backgrounds still divide us.

Because we can talk truthfully.

I'll talk to you as soon as Berta and Isabel have done something rather

titillating to amuse you.

Who wrote that?

Verlaine!

And I'm going to the bad wind that carries me.

From that, from there.

Same as the dead leaf.

It is our wish and desire that this state and this kingdom should last

in the coming millennia.

We can be happy to know that this future...

Oh, Hitler,

shit! You know, it's a no.

All right, start talking.

We have to block Hitler before it's too late.

Make peace with England before he drags us into war with America and Russia.

The same program as Hess?

Yes. The reason he failed was because he believed he could do it without the

high command and the important capitalists.

And the SS, Himmler? You see his tacit consent.

My own survival.

You want me to bring the support of the German intelligentsia? Yes, the seven.

The group's leaders. The leaders must loathe me. I'm considered too immoral.

But they're afraid of you.

You, next to Udo Kasparov, are the most influential.

Is that all you know, or believe at least? I know enough to make me risk my

on this project.

Bering, Dietrich, Schwab, Toten, Schatz, Kasparov, Wagner,

plus Helmut von Danzig, and his accommodating guests, Isabel

and Bertha.

But the most important is General von Kuderval of the High Command.

The Junker von Kuderval. We can't mistake him.

Decidedly the Teutonic warrior.

Heil Hitler!

Colonel. General, it's possible to organize this reunion.

Postponing it somewhat.

Time is extremely limited.

Hitler has set a date to attack Russia.

Your project has to proceed it.

Otherwise you lose the high command of the Wehrmacht.

Supporting the project then is simply out of the question.

It would have to take place after we have won the war.

General von Guteweil.

My plan will take two weeks to complete. I warn you, I don't approve.

I promise we will meet June 21st at Schloss Grübel.

The 21st of June.

If I come.

You see, it likes to meet German children.

Because to him, they're young soldiers of the Reich.

I want to meet Hitler, too. Tell Papa I want to. Well, right now, he's too busy

winning the war.

He's playing with the dog, so it must belong to the Führer.

Of course. It's his favorite. His name is Blondie. Just imagine.

He has a dozen thoroughbreds, and they all live with him.

You're supposed to, my love. For the right.

I'm not complaining.

I'll be the same. Yes, goodbye.

Let's say goodnight, darling.

Go get undressed. It's your bedtime.

Papa won't let me look at the fierce photos.

Heil Hitler.

So find the right woman to do what each would like.

As many Circes to transform them into swine.

Walter Wagner lived for eight months with Magda Tiss, a leading dancer at the

Stadtsoper.

He was infatuated with her.

She walked out on Wagner a year ago. Since then, Wagner's love life has been

with... Prostitutes at all levels.

From high -priced call girls to the cheapest streetwalkers.

I don't think we'll have any problem with him.

I congratulate you, Fraulein Taryn. We admired your ballet.

Do be seated.

Thank you.

We'd like to appropriate you, or should I say your talents, to honor a special

party with your presence.

Of course, professionally.

The honor would be mine.

And you're expected to convey with great explicitness eroticism in all attitudes

you adopt.

I want you to be provocative, depraved, a professional slut.

As a professional artist, I resent your insults, Standartenführer.

I order you to stay seated.

You're required to follow my orders here.

I can advise you to obey the SS and obey the Gestapo.

Sid, I said.

Every guest at my party will protect you, Fraulein.

But you must give us your cooperation.

They are all men of great influence in Germany.

Think of your participation as a patriot's duty.

But in case you refrain, it's very simple to trace some relationship in

background. A kinsman.

A forebear you've only pretended was Aryan.

Plant a document in the file kept by the SS to prove it. A false relation?

Plant a document?

You monsters!

I'm not interested in your opinion, but in whether or not you will obey us.

Remove your dress.

Strip, you whore!

My invitations to the seven leaders have been accepted. All but two.

Udo Kasbaum wants to meet you before he accepts.

Very well.

As for Otto Dietrich, he's very dubious. He's seeking information.

On what? The real purpose of the reunion, so he says.

Why can't he follow the group?

I don't know.

Then keep after Dietrich.

I want to know why.

I'll pressure him.

I quite understand Kasbaum's reservation.

Fifteen years ago, in mysterious circumstances.

From injuries caused by a beating, it seems.

The inquest was blocked.

The report lost from the files.

And the scandal hushed up.

It doesn't take the Gestapo to discover certain things.

But maybe you don't know that the moral leader of the Seven takes periodic

vacations in a Swiss clinic for mental disorders under a false name. The SS

specialty is delving in cesspools.

The idea of seeking the salvation of Germany with the SS doesn't much attract

me.

Still, today, after eight years as a totalitarian state, this country is

practically an armed camp you administrate. A rebellion afoot, on the

hand, compels me to make allowances.

What is your project?

Reach an accord with the Wehrmacht.

Who in the Wehrmacht?

General von Gudeval of the High Command, and under his wing, all the others who

count.

And whose wing is covering you?

You will see later.

But I and my colleagues risk being exposed by coming to the reunion.

There are no risks if the reunion is patriotic.

My colleagues have got to see that yours are ready to support us as one man.

You brought us Hitler by voting in the party he led. Since then, we've lost

of our electors.

But you know all about that.

I want to see the entire middle class leadership present.

That especially applies to Dietrich. Not Dietrich. He's scared. He was warned

not to attend.

Many have paid for Hess's action, yet his aid is exonerated.

By whose authorization?

The highest authorization.

I understand.

An accord reached at the highest level with compromises.

Also within the Nazi party, there are positions at variance regarding the war,

Herr Kasparov. I know.

I know, Standartenfuhrer.

Friedrich Schatz, the banker, married to a Swedish millionaireess.

They have a five -year -old daughter, Eva.

Schatz had ideas in common with Hess.

He communicates with many hostile countries with his Swedish wife's help.

No woman could attract him.

Nor any erotic professional.

He's too consumed with someone.

He's hopelessly in love with Eva.

We'd better find him a double for the child.

But where?

Here you are.

They could be identical twins.

Where'd you find her?

Her father's employed as gatekeeper next door.

Fantastic. A coincidence like that.

I bet her name is Eva.

Or better, her father's a Schatz.

That'd be stretching it. Her name is Hilda.

What's your name again?

Hilda.

Just for fun, let's be Eva and Uncle Werner.

Why? Will you give me something nice?

You can have a chocolate candy now, Eva, and a nice present later on.

And this is Victoria.

I think she's just the right companion for Professor Schwab. Of course. A

promising young poetess, expelled from Heidelberg University for licentious

conduct.

Not a bad collection.

But incomplete still.

Yes.

Who knows where we may find others.

Abandoned enough for the rest.

Must they be returned where they come from?

They will have to be silenced.

And the German intelligentsia? You know, they're protected.

Practically speaking, they're untouchable.

Not quite.

Not quite untouchable.

Why so many questions?

So many problems.

Hello? Raoulant.

Have you noticed that your son hasn't come home?

Siegfried? Of course.

Siegfried? Why? Was there an accident?

Or I can pick you up in my car in front of your house.

I'll be waiting for you. I'm going right now.

Come with me.

And Secret?

The boy can stay here.

Watch him.

We'll only be a few minutes.

See, Frau Uhland?

Those are German children who were victimized shockingly by toys containing

explosives that the Allies scatter on our towns at random. It's barbaric.

One of these can cripple a child for life.

A booby device that looks like a pretty plaything.

A child sees it on the sidewalk.

He's curious. He picks it up.

It might happen to your son.

No!

No!

Maybe not to your child, then.

Depends entirely.

You understand?

On you and your patriotism.

Discretion and loyalty as a Nazi.

Remember, telling secrets is fatal.

Toten refused to condemn and released the group of Grau, accused of conspiracy

in 1935.

Since then, he's tried to keep out of sight as much as possible.

He lives with an old aunt he's very fond of.

What else?

Sketches he draws.

The Gestapo went through his desk and discovered them.

What became of his mother?

His mother died when he was just a child.

Show me your breasts, if you please.

What's your name?

Greta, Herr Colonel.

Did you report your attackers?

No, I didn't.

How do you make a living?

I work as a seamstress, Colonel.

Dismiss the others and leave me with her.

That settles the German intelligentsia member who is interested in witnessing.

The situation is now under total surveillance.

Fine.

I'll hit that.

Cognac.

Let it record automatically.

Harnessed disloyalty.

Lower the light.

special cases you want from my clinic.

I take a radically new approach. The old ones based on recovery are a waste of

time. The common psychotic is beyond regaining a normal state.

The best we can do is channel their tendencies to be utilized in aid of

society.

Some nymphomaniac, for example, might enroll in the Wehrmacht auxiliaries as a

volunteer prostitute.

Now, here's a case in point.

This one's masochistic. At my command, she will indulge or inhibit that

tendency. She'll do whatever I tell her.

Isn't that so?

What's your name, my dear?

Martha. Tell them, Martha, whether it's a pleasure to be ill -treated, given

lashings. Do you like it?

That's what I dream of.

Tell our visitors some of your fantasies, Martha.

My favorite is...

I would like to have someone prick holes in my belly with a needle and burning

my tits I love.

I dream of lighted cigarettes and matches too, but the nicest things are

cigars.

That's enough, Marta.

Here's a scalpel if you want to hurt yourself.

That's enough, Marta. Obey me.

She likes to lick her wounds, too.

You see, reflexive response to commands in a state of neurosis.

To what point, may I ask?

This one you could lead to suicide once you've brought her to this stage.

Esther has marked sadistic tendencies.

She has also been brought under control.

Her favorite pastime, when I'm permitted, is destroying her own

Calm down, Esther.

Try to control yourself.

You see?

You see how obedient she is, Standartenführer?

Linda is a genuine nymphomaniac and exhibitionist. She attended an exclusive

finishing school and knows how to behave.

Don't you, Linda?

Now you can give free reign to your instincts.

But don't go too far.

I might have to calm your nerves with an electric shock.

Show our guests what a lady you can be, too.

They would like that.

Excellent, Professor Strauss, excellent.

My congratulations.

All the chess pieces are on the board.

Except for Otto Dietrich.

I've got the situation in the palm of my hand now.

I'm ready to destroy the German intelligentsia.

The outcome may not be what we've planned.

On the whole, they're still powerful.

And if the Wehrmacht is bent on revolt, a spark is all that's needed.

A contact.

And I am the point of contact.

It's treason, Werner.

You'll be caught. You'll be shot.

You're not playing chess.

Don't run such a risk.

You're disloyal.

Don't give me lessons in patriotism.

You are no veteran Nazi.

No?

You don't know.

Boom!

Boom!

Let me see that.

Go to bed now, Siegfried. It's late.

Good night.

It's always late for me.

Good night.

I've got the situation in the...

to destroy the German intelligence.

The outcome may not be what we've planned.

On the whole, they're still powerful.

And if the Wehrmacht is bent on revolting, a spark is all that's needed.

You filthy slut!

How long have you been spying on me?

Today's the first day.

When did you... When did you plant the microphone?

It was planted yesterday.

Did my wife know about it?

Yes.

How do you make her keep quiet? Tell me. I said maybe your son might be hurt

very badly.

Be killed.

You thought you were smarter, more powerful than me.

Ever since you saw me in front of that firing squad.

I swear you were wrong.

come to an end.

The murder of Obersturmfuehrer Tanner unfortunately is unexplainable, though I

shall endeavour to see if British espionage played a part in it. I'm more

inclined to think it reflected homosexuality, the one subject on which

German culture is not yet omnipotent.

Of course, the subject which preoccupies SS Reichsführer Himmler at this instant

is solely Operation Banzai.

We can start this instant.

There'll be no further delay.

He can hold me completely responsible.

Fine. Fine.

Heil Hitler. Heil Hitler.

Before our guests reach Schloss Grünwald, I remind you again of your

Obersturmfuhrer Gestapo Ursula Tanner, your instructress, died two days ago for

the fatherland and the Fuhrer.

But that will not prevent us from fulfilling the historic destiny that

all tonight.

For the greater Germany!

My little Hilda, how are you?

No, my name is Eva.

That's correct.

Do you like your new name?

Yes.

Yes.

In a while, a waiter will bring you a magnificent dinner with all the things

especially like.

I like chocolate cake.

May I eat that?

Of course.

Three slices.

After dinner, I'll come see you and teach you a game to play.

If I play Uncle Werner, I'll beat you.

Herr Toten arrived early because he wanted to take a walk in the park.

My dear Schatz, a magnificent summer sunset, the kind you see only in

Our glorious summer has started, the longest day.

It was auspicious for our ancestors, and it will be for us too.

Standarten für Uland, Friedrich Schatz, Felix Toten.

If you will come with me, I will show you to your bedroom now, Herr Doctor.

En français, chat, ça veut dire con.

I have no doubt, but he's a con who owns two great banks, plus many other

assets.

Then there is someone in Germany, richer than you are.

This is called the golden room of the castle.

Filled with gold.

And here's your bath, Dr. Schatz. Thank you, Fraulein.

That will be all.

Thank you.

Thank you, Fraulein.

Linda, Doctor.

Linda. Lindy is my name. Not a hard name.

To recall.

Has Otto Dietrich arrived?

No. Not yet, but no matter if he's late.

I would say he's indispensable.

I should think so.

Don't worry, Professor.

We'll behave as though Dietrich were already here.

Will you follow me, Herr Professor?

An auxiliary of the Wehrmacht at your disposal tonight.

Well, I'd really planned to leave as soon as the meeting was over.

Is it true, Professor, you're doing research in elementary particles?

As a matter of fact, I... I studied science at Heidelberg.

This way, Herr Kasbaum.

This is your bedroom.

It's all 16th century.

The bed and other furniture.

And 15th century frescoes on all four walls.

Damsels shown as they bathe new.

Judgment without mercy.

And the judge is a devil.

The witch's sabbath is interesting.

In the manner of Bosch.

Do you believe witches ride cynics?

I think they do, Herr Kasbaum.

Long ago, I knew one.

No doubt of it.

Oh, you must tell me all about it.

Later.

What a pleasure to have you here, Wagner. Glad to see you, Jansik. Oh,

reminds me. You know, the ladies at the Kaiserhof always ask why you deserted

them. Tell them I'll return to celebrate the peace there. Let's hope it'll be

so. Will you follow me, Herr Wagner?

I could spend the rest of the summer here.

Or rather, the rest of the war.

Looks like a military bed.

It belonged to Bismarck. And who was his bedfellow?

You're so fast, Herr Wagner.

In a hurry.

Every one of us is.

Hitler.

Germany. The world.

Why shouldn't we be?

Death is in a hurry, too.

So we have to be all the faster. I see what you mean.

What's the say for the compulsory stats over exercise?

May I?

Oh, you are a rather relaxed guest, Herr Wagner.

Oh, please, come right in.

Your collaboration is stimulating.

But is it for pleasure or on command?

Oh, no.

For pleasure.

Because I like you.

I'm surprised to see a scientist who's really famous venture out of his

sanctuary. Yes, a sanctuary into which the Nazis chased us, and not one banker

raised a finger. Oh, don't exaggerate.

Isolation, silence, immigration west.

The best of us have long gone into exile.

Thomas Mann, Einstein, Brecht, Graf, Fildheim, the intelligentsia.

And now they could have been useful.

Pity. What a shame. So many went in for that liberty mania.

Gentlemen, I propose a toast to the future of Germany. But what future? And

Germany? We've always been divided.

Always at war with ourselves or with others.

The Germany of culture that belonged to Goethe, to Beethoven and Frederick II.

Our country, comrades.

Our country. Brose.

The Autobahn traffic police on the highway three kilometers from here found

parked automobile with one occupant in critical condition as a result of a

attack. Before he died, he declared he was headed for Schloss Grunwald to

a meeting.

Where is he?

We brought him here.

Dietrich.

Yes. They've found Dietrich.

Take him upstairs.

Better for us.

We'd never have reached an agreement with him.

He loathed Hitler, but upheld the law to the letter.

Any proposal from us would have met only with his objections.

Don't talk about it here.

I knew Judge Dietrich for many years with a bond of the profoundest

esteem. His untimely death is a provident sign and altogether clear

that it's time to close ranks for the salvation of Germany.

If you deplore the Nazi aggression, the hour has come to show we're not

intimidated. It must be clear to all that isolation is dangerous.

A person isolated at this juncture risks more than any other. That's precisely

why we've come to this meeting tonight, Kussbaum.

Dietrich never realized it.

You belong to your class.

You weren't from mine.

What was your secret?

Why did they want to kill you?

You're to blame, Dietrich.

You never wanted to be connected with the intelligentsia you represent.

Morally as weak as they, equally predisposed to sacrifices.

So why bother saving the others?

Yes.

They represent a middle class originating in financial prevarication.

Extortion, speculation.

Like you, Dietrich.

Linda.

of the same plot? A gravedigger scene?

To mock poor Dietrich?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Linda.

My name is Linda.

Thank you.

Once we're allied with the High Command, we must bring in the presidents of the

Council of State, the Court of Common Pleas, and the Reichsbank to be advisors

to Hitler.

An expert committee, we know, is absolutely loyal to us, who must give

assent or prevent him doing only what he wants.

Well, Hitler won't accept that.

It's impossible to control him.

But Hitler must accept it as a safety measure.

The correct legal formula is all that's required.

I was there with the crew.

Bosch of IG Farben, Vogler of Stahlwerke, and the others.

On the 20th of February in 1933, when Hitler and Goering asked us to

money to elect Hitler Chancellor of the Reich.

Three million Deutschmarks.

One million was mine.

They never repaid as much as the interest.

No German politician repays money.

Did Marshal Goering buy his art collection?

A veritable thieving magpie.

Also, when our ancestors were pagans, a burial was followed by feasting.

Nunc est vivendum.

Prosit? To the health of all our guests.

There's a whore here by whom I've just been seduced.

Who?

Oh, she's not the only whore here.

My term extends tonight to all the ladies present.

And all the men here tonight, what are they?

A message signed General von Gudeval, confirming his arrival at midnight.

we've time to feast, but not to excess.

Is it true you own a farm? Yes, in Brandenburg.

I've heard that when hens lay, they enjoy a tour false.

Some of them may.

They all do. Of course.

Otherwise, they'd never sing their refrain.

Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, clucky!

And your field, Herr Schatz?

Banking. What?

I said, banking.

Any family?

Why, yes.

My wife and a five -year -old daughter.

Adorable. I'll bet no one's ever met a father whose daughter's horrid.

No appetite tonight?

Not much.

Appetite is good health.

As good as this venison.

Is it venison?

Well, it's game.

For me, all social systems are good to protect ownership of private property.

Society's foundation is ownership.

Like all you ladies are allowed to possess what your money comes from.

And what about armies? What's the good of armies?

Ah, if you want to win a war, that's what ours is good for.

But to keep niggers in their place in the colonies, we can't touch England's.

If any for your thoughts, Herr Professor.

I'm wondering which eventualities will be verified while we are here.

Eventualities need second sight.

What's her mother like?

Adorable.

And I?

To me, you're especially adorable tonight.

I wish I were your lovely child, so I'd be adorable in the morning.

You seem to me... May I tell you?

You seem to me just a baby whose little hands reach toward his mother for

nourishment.

And this is where he gets it.

What a fate.

It's a pity others are lonely.

I'm alone.

You've found a companion.

Lately, Eva Brown's been telephoning when she feels lonely.

I would love that one to play with me the whole night.

What?

The psyche should see coming events before their occurrence.

Then we could easily attack with prudence and courageously.

But what's the secret?

I know something that would open your eyes.

What is it?

Good -sized glasses.

Pinch me.

Slap me in the face. Why should I do that?

Come on, pinch me in the nose.

No, I detest violence.

Really?

Cruelty is such a natural, such a simple thing. Aren't we born suffering? What

if we are? If someone kicks you behind, you must turn the opposite cheek.

Messieurs et messieurs, Frau Hitler will now show us the other face of power.

Heil Hitler.

The world is ours.

The world is mine.

Answer that.

At the midnight hour come the four witches crying.

I cause famine.

I cause the plague.

I cause suicide.

I cause the innocent to die.

I cause fixations, Herr Professor.

And what do you cause?

Prudence, wisdom, or fear?

Fear of what? Of whom?

Of Uland?

Of General von Goderfall?

Better stop thinking, Herr Professor.

Do everything.

Do me a favor, Herr Professor.

One favor.

Better stop thinking.

Better stop talking. Better do everything.

Heil Hitler.

General, the invited guests are all present.

It's late, Standartenfuhrer, it's late.

We started punctually, according to schedule.

I know, but the date is late.

That is too bad.

As you see, I have come as your liaison with the Oberkommand Wehrmacht.

The future of greater Germany is of primary concern.

The easy victories of the Wehrmacht compel the whole nation to a victory

difficult and twice as costly.

When the time comes, the generals of the high command...

We generals of the high command shall act exclusively in the interest that all

patriots share as one.

That we promise tonight.

But the Wehrmacht, if in command, is prepared to be your leader, if it is

followed.

For that it must ask guarantees beforehand.

Let the traditional upper class in Germany and working class intellectuals

you conjoin.

In the name of the combined chiefs of the German general staff, I demand that

you solemnly pledge your support and obedience of whatever decisions the high

command deems necessary to adopt, even as it may well happen during this very

night.

Swear to the Wehrmacht, your loyal obedience in the sacred name,

Fatherland!

This could be a trick.

They're not proposing an alliance.

This sheet of paper is completely blank.

They want us to sign a blank check.

For your protection, the Wehrmacht is responsible.

You have my word of honor.

Kasbaum. General von Gooderwald, I consider the German high command, has

the honor of the Wehrmacht to liberalize Germany and Hitler.

Let me advise you right quickly.

They trapped us, Wagner.

We're trapped like rats.

What's Germany except a trap?

Hello? Hello?

Herr Colonel?

Jawohl.

Immediately, sir.

There's a deer to hunt for.

Come on.

Then good night.

Most fortunate I was able to come.

And the price we're paying him for being fortunate?

There's nothing you can do.

You'd be completely useless.

Yes, and one of us will be next. While we wait, we may as well enjoy the party.

In my opinion, there's no solution.

Dr. Schatz, I'm Linda. Linda. Surely you haven't forgotten me.

I said that to me you're especially adorable tonight.

Now you can do whatever you like. Thanks to you.

Begin. We are watching you.

Andress! Professor Strauss is not here.

It can't forbid you anything.

Show us how you caress yourself.

That's it.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Oh, you are so sensitive.

We knew you were.

You can make love over and over tonight.

By yourself.

Or with everyone.

If you'd rather.

Forget Professor Strauss.

And his electric shocks.

Come on, you are not tired, are you?

Oh, that can't be.

A girl with your stamina.

You know what Baudelaire says?

Nipples are the petals of a woman in bloom.

Et voila!

You're entertained I've seen enough

With your permission. Feel free.

Hair -bearing.

Hair -bearing.

You would like her, wouldn't you? As a present, if you're a good boy.

You're a glutton. You cute, cuddly doll.

Oh, no, I'm ticklish.

My guest is ready for bed, Rolando.

Why are you here?

Won't they play with you?

I will.

Come play with me.

What's your name?

Schatz. Your first name?

Friedrich.

Uncle Friedrich, my name is Eva.

I have a daughter named Eva.

Then you're Papa Friedrich.

I like you, but you're tired. Tell me why.

It's not tiredness.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid for the first time, Eva.

I'm here, Papa Friedrich.

Don't be afraid.

Help me up, Papa Friedrich.

Can you tell me a nice story?

I must have drunk too much.

I'm not used to it.

You should get some rest here, Toten. You saw the uproar downstairs.

Rest here with me.

I should have gone home earlier.

You look a baby.

Just like a baby.

These auxiliaries of the Wehrmacht belong in a bordello.

As for our comrades, they seem to be enjoying it.

But actually they're afraid.

And becoming more afraid.

They're not upper class.

To quote General von Gudeval, the risks don't involve us. Why? We risk less

closing our eyes, you think?

And your opinion, Standartenfuhrer?

BSS brought us here.

I too am here.

Tonight all German classes are combining forces, Herr Kasparov.

Rest assured, that includes our friends with commercial interests.

But we need nerves of iron. Please don't give way to panic.

Clear?

After all, we're to blame for handing Germany to that paper -hanger Hitler.

Correct.

I want to see you in pain.

Horrible pain.

Operation Vansay's proceeding is planned.

The German intelligentsia is being compromised.

All is being recorded.

All their words, all their movements.

Recorded in flagrante.

We've all we need for a scandal that will ruin them.

I congratulate you, Standartenführer Uhland. You deserve commendation, and

you'll have it. In one hour, at 3 .30 precisely, my deputy from the special

service, Hauptsturmführer Ritter, will meet you at the gate of the castle and

proceed with the legal formalities. In one hour, you will be relieved of

duty. Heil Hitler!

Are you all right, darling?

Sleepy. Exhausted.

Don't cry.

We'll have a wonderful vacation.

Forgive me, darling.

Tripped up anything.

And Florence.

And Naples and Sicily.

Can't do this, love.

A long vacation.

Dearest. Sunshine and warmth again.

I'll hit that.

Are we disturbing you, son of the Fuhrer?

We both were curious.

Your civilian guests are so boring.

So old. So banal.

They don't even know what fun is.

We'd like to play with you. We can.

I want to see. Go on, telephone her. Tell her to come and join us.

Go on.

seated.

We followed Hitler.

And we followed the great Reich.

We made the bastard our idol.

The fires in his temples were to flame a thousand years.

Looks like I'm out of cigarettes.

With Hitler, we can't even smoke.

A thousand

years

of slavery!

A barbarian race.

Illiterate.

A subject race!

We cultivate poison flowers!

Get away!

Get away from me!

Don't touch me!

So the moment of truth has finally come.

And the truth shall set you free.

Somewhere Christ said so.

Yes,

free of this right that smells of Hitler's crap!

This shit pile war.

Hitler's crap!

Germany. The pure German Reich is all a pile of shit!

In this filthy Reich you can't be free.

The place is full of shit -eating spies.

Sorry, comrades.

You too, Schwab.

See, now I speak your language too.

The only sort of German this party can speak.

Yes, we'll be free when we're all dead and buried!

including the profiteers, filthy Nazis, and traitors!

set in.

And now our rendezvous has become a slaughterhouse and a brothel.

Who planned it, Denzig?

By whose order?

Why have we been surrounded constantly ever since we started with these

scurrilous, strumpet's attentions?

Surely such women are part of the plan.

They've got to get out this instant. Throw them out!

At least rid ourselves of them.

Since the rest of us from now on...

can only admit how powerless we are.

Don't listen to that. Don't listen to it.

The

truth

is, this meeting has proved that the German intelligentsia alone is not equal

the great responsibility of liberating our country.

In fact, they are morally lacking in every virtue there is.

Utterly discredited.

says you are too frightened. You must be sent home, but without anyone knowing.

Thank God.

I'll do anything.

I'll go quietly. It's all right.

I won't talk.

In the trunk. Get in, quick.

No! No!

It's what she likes.

I punish her.

She demands it.

She deserves it, too. Because she's a... Witch! She's bad!

She's bad!

She's a witch, is she?

Punish her!

She's a witch.

He likes to be strangled. Let's both pull it tight.

Isn't the penalty for strangling a witch, is there?

They have to be killed.

She's strangling. She's choking.

There you are.

The moral leader of bourgeois democracy.

A culprit devastated by his compulsion to violence and murder.

You're a revolting liar.

You despicable vermin.

You involved me in this action.

You dishonored a noble family.

Get out of this house. Get out!

You could have avoided having this reunion.

Your vanity brought them here.

You're upper class.

But you despise their world as much as I do.

Be honest.

Betraying them, I was only serving Himmler. But you betrayed the German

intelligentsia like Judas.

Helmut von Danzig.

Heil Hitler!

Are you punctual, Standartenführer? Punctual, Hauptsturmführer. Fine.

Follow me. With pleasure.

Helmut von Danzig, master of the castle.

I see.

I shall submit in person to Reichsführer SS Himmler the proof of the indecencies

and criminal acts committed by the German intelligentsia.

Evidence that will justify their summary execution here.

Execution here.

Monsieur, vous vous trompez. We are auxiliary forces.

commendation, Standartenführer, from the SS Reichsführer.

An order.

In the name of the sacred fatherland.

Fatherland.

No!

No!

I don't like it.

Biondi, sorridenti, violenti, terrafinare,

spennare, vai dai, consumare.

Abri la bocca, bravo uomo, ti sparo, ti spacco nel tuo molle cervello.

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