Original subtitles

White bishop e2 to e4.

Black knight e7 to f6.

Black pawn c4 to c3.

White queen e2 to g4.

ReSynchronized by: SPteam @ www.speedapp.io

Good luck.

Keep moving.

Next! Passport!

Safe journey, Mr. van Leuwen.

Passport!

Your bording card.

Thank you.

Josef.

Not exactly a palace, but...

it's only for a few days.

Josef?

Remember?

Did you leave your elegant mustache in Austria?

I need to get used to it.

But you look great.

And that scar above your brow,

that's new, too.

You didn't have that before.

It makes you look like a gangster.

Did they beat you?

I'm so glad I got you back.

I am so sorry, Sir.

Would you like me to change your tablecloth?

- This is absolutely not necessary. - As you wish, Madam.

I brushed up on my English.

Wine, four breds

and two pieces of butter.

So we won't starve.

Shall we have a toast?

To our new life.

Enjoy.

That's what you say.

I'll buy you a new watch once we're over there.

Everything will be like it used to, I promise.

How was it?

How was what?

How was it back then?

It was lovely.

Really, really lovely.

- Good morning. - Morning.

- Thanks. - Have a nice day.

God, it's busy today.

VIENNA DAILY NEWS

NO UNION WITH HITLER'S GERMANY! REFERENDUM

Yes, hello? I already told you. He's still not available.

As soon as...

You're wanted on the telephone again.

"And all the pushing, all the striving, is endless peace in God the Lord."

Old Goethe got it right.

Such pompous talk isn't for people like me.

You're reading too much.

Without this food for thought I would starve, my dear Klara.

Thank you.

Take Sunday off, and the same goes for Max and the others.

Go and vote in the referendum, we don't want to become German.

God, no.

But my cousin says there's lots of jobs in Germany.

Except for the Jews, whose shop windows are smashed.

- Terrible. - Yes.

I'll tell the others.

What are we to tell people calling on the phone?

Let's just tell them

I'm suffering from influenza, how does that sound?

Contagious.

Darling,

the new Staatsoper production of Swan Lake is meant to be outstanding.

"More than moving," writes the reviewer.

You're surprisingly jolly for a sick man.

That's due to my medication.

It'll turn into poison if you don't get up now.

Josef...

Come on, it's time.

But time for what?

Can't we be punctual for once?

Back in Hungary, my parents used to say

"punctuality gets in the way of a good time."

Those Hungarians...

What do you think?

These... or these?

Your beauty elevates any jewelry.

Heil Hitler!

We need to get rid of Schuschnigg.

There are even more of them today.

It feels like the whole world has gone crazy.

The whole drama will be over on Sunday.

Bastards!

- Get lost! - What are you? A clairvoyant?

No, just an avid newspaper reader.

DOWN WITH GLOBAL MONEY!

Down with Schuschnigg!

DEATH TO JEWS!

Scum!

I'm glad your father isn't here anymore to witness this.

They need someone to blame for their hunger.

I hope your newspapers are right.

Get your hands off, you bastards. Hands off!

We're nearly through.

Wrong!

You know what I think, darling?

As long as Vienna keeps dancing, the world can't end.

I'm afraid this is no joke.

I got another one.

- Joseph Goebbels... - You're killing us, Fink.

Joseph Goebbels is addressing the party conference.

"The German nation is like the German eagle.

"Our Führer is the head, the SS the right wing, the SA the left wing!"

Suddenly, a worker right at the back gets up and shouts,

"And you are the asshole!"

What's wrong, Swoboda?

Lost your humor on your trip to Germany?

I can't condone laughter when my country is suffering.

Don't be so serious, Swoboda, laughing is good for you.

Yes, it's true, you know.

Dr Freud has proven the benefits of jokes beyond any doubt.

Vienna survived the Turks, it'll survive the Germans too.

If you'll excuse me.

- Swoboda... Swoboda! - Your coffee, Sir.

OUTSIDE. NOW. G.S.

Gustl.

Who do you think you are? The goddamned Chinese Emperor?

Just having a little fun.

You picked the wrong day. Were you followed?

Followed? Sure, by a short guy with a funny mustache and a parting like this.

Josef, please.

Enough of your jokes.

The referendum is off, the troops are coming tonight.

What?

It's chaos at the ministry.

Are you sure? That's not what the papers are saying.

In case you're still wondering if the world will simply watch our demise,

France and England are doing what you did today,

they just won't pick up the phone.

- You and Anna must leave the country. - Come on now...

Immediately.

You're on their list.

That's nonsense.

How would they know about me?

We don't know. But one thing's for certain...

They have people everywhere.

And apparently they got a good idea about what you've been doing.

What does that mean?

It means they have a good idea about it.

You have two hours.

Take the midnight train to Rotterdam and then the boat to New York.

Got it? - Come on now.

Say yes, Josef.

Say it!

Goodbye.

Gustl, please don't be mad at me.

I know you mean well. But I'll go back in, have a dance with Anna,

we'll go home, have a bottle of champagne

and quietly see out a lovely evening.

It can't be all that bad.

- They'll have to obey the law here. - The law?

They beat the brains out of people to make them talk.

They hang them up on meat hooks!

You know I have a granite skull.

You still think this is all a joke, right?

Your clothes, only what's essential.

The cash from the safe, you know the combination.

The jewelry, but only what we can sell.

- Why sell? - In case they freeze the accounts.

Are you mad? Why would they bother a notary?

Look at me.

I'll explain it to you.

But not now.

Alright, then...

I'll meet you at the station.

- Max, please... - You can count on me.

If I don't make it by midnight, you leave on that train without me.

I hate you.

BARTOK & SON NOTARIES PUBLIC

DR JOSEF BARTOK 2ND FLOOR

GOLD MORTGAGE BOND

MONETARY TRANSFER 3,000 FRANCS

We interrupt our broadcast from the Vienna Opera House

for an urgent statement by Chancellor Schuschnigg.

Dear fellow Austrians,

today has seen us face a difficult situation.

Adolf Hitler and the German government

have set Austria an ultimatum

according to which, by tonight,

we must appoint a National Socialist candidate suggested to us

to be the new Chancellor.

Should we fail to comply,

German troops would invade Austria this very night,

instigating a war of aggression.

I would like to state to the world

that recent news spread about Austria,

claiming the government

had relinquished its authority over several regions

and was no longer in control, are entirely fabricated

and merely reflect deliberate German propaganda.

On behalf of our Federal President, I announce to the Austrian nation

in this fateful hour

that we cede to the aggression

to prevent a war and senseless bloodshed.

We have therefore instructed the Austrian military

to withdraw offering no resistance

and fully surrender to the German Wehrmacht.

I bid my farewell to the Austrian people at this time

expressing my heartfelt wish:

God protect Austria.

Be quiet!

Put the fire out.

We take what's left of the documents.

Too scared to jump, Mr. Notary?

Who are you?

What do you want from me?

What are you trying to achieve with this little kidnapping?

Open the window to let in some fresh air, Manni.

Our weakling is about to faint.

And you relax and enjoy the view.

It's not every day you ride in a car like this.

The Metropole.

Our guests only get the best.

Well, what do you know?

We got good taste, too.

- Leave me in peace. - Please follow me...

You can't just throw us out like this.

You're preparing the single rooms on the upper floors.

The single rooms for the special treatment.

We'll keep hold of your personal belongings.

ARREST RECORD ARRESTED 11.3.1938

Including the watch.

Seize them.

And your ring. Thank you.

- Fingerprints. - Why the indignant face?

Well, who have we here?

Someone once told me laughing is good for you.

"The mask comes off to reveal the human."

Although I'm not sure about you.

Let's see what's left of you once we're through with you,

Mr. Notary.

Mr. Notary, you too?

How could I miss out on this soirée?

Have you heard this one?

Why do German dentists extract through the nose now?

Why?

Because everyone must keep their mouths shut.

Do you play?

Excuse me?

Chess. Do you play chess?

Us Viennese like music, great literature,

beautiful women, exquisite food.

Chess is a pastime for bored Prussian generals.

This unique combination of

charm and arrogance.

I love this city.

You know what I like about chess?

It's about grinding down your opponent's ego.

You like scotch?

If it's a good one.

This hotel only serves the finest quality, Dr Bartok.

Thank you for accepting my, admittedly rather forceful, invitation.

Don't mention it.

How can I help you, Mr...

Böhm. Franz Josef Böhm.

German Secret Police, Vienna Office.

Are you able to surmise

why I sought your acquaintance so urgently?

I don't know.

I'm a notary, maybe you want me to certify a hotel takeover?

That won't be necessary.

The Rosenthal family were kind enough to let us use the building.

Help yourself.

This is your preferred brand, isn't it?

I must admit your cheap magic tricks are starting to bore me.

Your clerk Mr. Leitner kindly informed us about your habits.

I see. Mr. Leitner.

He left my employment four months ago.

He was an extremely unreliable employee.

That's a surprise.

He was very reliable informing us.

About the real purpose of your humble office.

The huge financial assets of the old Austrian nobility,

discreetly managed by you and your late father.

That's...

- That's crazy. - Yes, it is.

As of tonight, these assets are the property of the Greater German Reich.

It's your duty as a new citizen of this Reich to tell me where they are.

I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about.

That's a shame.

I'd hoped you'd save us the trouble

of sifting through all the half-burned documents we found at your office.

I'm sorry I can't help you with this.

If you'll excuse me now?

Of course.

I love the "Emperor Waltz".

Did you know this glorious piece is dedicated to Austro-Prussian friendship?

No.

You could say to our friendship.

- I'm not your friend. - I know.

But you will be.

Fine.

Dr Bartok will receive the special treatment.

That sounds elitist somehow.

Welcome to the Metropole Hotel, Mr. Notary. I wish you a pleasant stay.

- Dr Josef Bartok. - Down with those rags.

Room 402.

What is it?

Nothing.

Just a bad dream.

Hardly surprising.

Try and go back to sleep.

I wish I could forget it all, but I can't.

It will fade, eventually.

Yes, maybe.

Well, you know...

no-one will stop us from being happy again.

No-one.

In America it doesn't matter so much

who you were or who you are.

All that matters is who you want to be.

So...

Who do you want to be?

How am I supposed to know, Anna?

I don't even know who I was anymore.

Good evening.

Scotch, please.

Do you have any other?

Of course. We stock over 20 different brands.

Is there a particular one you like?

- Sir? - Actually, it's fine.

Yes?

Hello?

Can anyone hear me? Open the door! Hello?

Hello!

How much longer is this going to last?

Tell me, o Muse, of that sagacious man

who, having overthrown the sacred town of Ilium, wandered far...

...and visited many nations, learned the customs of their dwellers

and endured great suffering on the deep sea...

Hello.

Greetings, young man.

How are you today? I'm fine.

What's on the menu today? Let me guess, it'll be soup.

Am I right?

It's gone warm in here.

Feels like summer has arrived.

What's your name? Erich. You could very well be called Erich.

Is that your name? Erich?

Tell me, Erich, you wouldn't have a newspaper for me?

Or a small book? Anything, I'll take anything.

Maybe you could arrange something, Erich?

Erich?

I hope you're enjoying your stay with us?

Thanks for asking,

it really is a first-class establishment, makes you not want to leave again.

Glad to hear you haven't lost your charming demeanor.

Cigarette?

You got plenty of them.

Managed to get enough rest?

For thinking things over?

The tranquility has been exquisite.

Wonderful.

We can get to work then.

We've now had a closer look at all the files from your office.

The assets entrusted to you are kept

in numbered accounts in several European countries.

- Interesting. - Isn't it?

Unfortunately, the numbers and codes to access these accounts are missing.

They're almost completely burned.

So this would mean the money's lost forever?

Exactly.

Unless the codes are stored

in here.

That's absurd.

I don't get it. It's not even your money.

Do you seriously think the people

whose large assets you're protecting would do the same for you?

Let's assume these assets really existed

and I memorized the codes.

Presumably this would be enough money

to turn both of us into rich men?

What are you trying to say?

- I'm after a consensus. - So this is an offer?

- You could have interpreted it that way. - Could I?

I interpret it as you thinking German officials could be bribed.

You must have misunderstood me.

Good.

Come on.

Write down the codes. When you're done,

we'll go to a Viennese coffee house,

and have a nice cup of coffee.

Afterwards, I drive you home

and I promise you, all this will seem like a fleeting vision to you.

Here you go.

"Now proceed, and sing the invention of the wooden horse

"made by Epeius with Minerva's aid,

"and by the chief Ulysses artfully conveyed into the Trojan citadel,

"with armed warriors in its womb to lay the city to waste."

Nothing suits a gentleman more than some occidental culture.

That's very kind of you to say.

Will you beat me to death now?

We don't let people die that easily.

You know why I didn't just tell them?

I knew full well, they'd only let me live

until they'd extracted all knowledge from me.

They're cannibals, butchers.

They snatched the best luxury hotel for themselves.

They wear bespoke suits

and brass buttons on their uniforms.

They speak in a fancy manner, but I saw through them.

I saw through them!

Their behavior.

It's crude and disgusting.

Their aim is destruction,

their language is violence.

Here's to Odysseus having returned home.

To "Odysseus' Return".

Anyone wants to touch glasses?

I must ask you to leave once you finished your drink.

Your behavior is causing a stir.

Is it?

Mr. Pharmacist!

Two doses against remembering.

- Gin? - Please.

To sacrifice a rook and get a checkmate in ten moves,

that's somehow obscene.

The guy's a chess automaton, no doubt.

- Who's playing? - The entire ship.

Against the chess world champion.

No! Don't...

Don't do that. It's a trap.

If you promote the pawn to a queen, he'll take you with bishop to c1

and you hit back with your knight.

But then...

he advances his pawn

to d7, attacking your rook.

Even if you then give check with your knight to e2, you'll lose.

Would you kindly see the gentleman out.

If he can remember his cabin number.

It's almost the same constellation as Alekhine versus Bogoljubov in 1922...

Wait.

What were you saying?

It's a trap.

You advance your pawn,

he attacks your rook...

and you lose.

So what do you recommend?

You must go on the defensive. Don't advance straight away,

avoid him at first.

Most importantly, move your king out of danger, from g8 to h7.

He'll move the attack to the opposite flank,

but you parry with your rook from c8 to c4.

That'll cost him two moves, one pawn and the upper hand.

Then it's one passed pawn against another,

and you get a draw.

That's the best you can do.

I didn't understand a word, but it sounded somehow professional.

Does anyone still follow?

Alright, then. We're losing anyhow.

King from g8 to h7?

g8 - h7.

Gentlemen, please.

A draw?

We forced a draw against the world champion.

Champagne for all!

There he is! The man who beat the chess world champion.

- We've been looking everywhere for you. - I didn't beat him.

You're too modest. Come inside and let us celebrate you.

Owen McConnor. I own this steel gondola.

- And you are? - Max van Leuwen.

A votre santé, Max.

You know, I once read somewhere that chess is 90 per cent psychology.

Is that right?

Apparently it's mainly about grinding down your opponent's ego.

You definitely managed to do that with this guy.

You reduced him to this, including his hat.

Where do you normally play?

Nowhere.

How many tournaments have you won?

None.

I just...

touched a chess piece for the first time in my life.

...endured...

...endured great suffering...

...great suffering...

...of that...

...of that sagacious...

...of that sagacious man wandered far...

...having overthrown the sacred town of Ilium...

...many nations...

...great... great suffering... but where...

- Balzac, Kleist, the Opera Guide? - They all go to the Party Library.

Heine?

In the basket for burning.

- Mann? - In the basket.

- Hello. - There are several.

- Still here? - Burn them all.

Dr Bartok.

I'm so glad you've finally come to see me.

Please, do come in.

- I have to get out. - Stop!

Hold him.

Hold him!

That's gruesome.

- It'll be goulash on the menu tonight. - That's uncalled-for.

- Fridl? - Yes?

I'll take care of the mess down there.

- What happened? - You can prepare all the paperwork.

Release document, death certificate and so on.

Yes, Sir.

What about the Notary?

We're in no rush. Back to his room.

Thank you, Erich.

1. e2 - e4.

e7 - e5.

2. g1 - f3.

b8 - c6.

They begin, first move, e2 - e4.

Black moves e7 - e5.

Knight g1 - f3...

16 pieces in two rows, so eight.

Eight times eight, 64 squares.

64. 16 pieces, two rows.

64 squares. Knight.

Knight, bishop.

Queen, king.

Knight g1 - f3, knight b8 - c6.

f1 - b5. a7 - a6.

e7 captures c6.

So it captures 6.

Knight b1 - c3.

Bishop f8 - e6.

c6 - c5.

c8 - c6.

Bishop c1 - c3.

d7 captures c6.

So white... captures 6.

Knight b1 - c3.

Now black loses the rook,

and white the pawn.

What does black do now?

What does black do now?

Please show the Notary in, we'll see him now.

Fridl, a coffee for our guest, please.

- Coming up. - Thank you.

As you can see, Mr. Notary,

I picked up local customs during the months you've been with us.

You didn't even know.

Am I right?

How long have I been here?

60 days. Six months. A year.

As you can tell, our special treatment makes time and space disappear.

And all this without laying a finger on you.

- Impressive. - Isn't it?

But what really matters is that you're able to leave today.

You're almost through this.

- Thanks a lot. - You're welcome.

If you'd quickly fetch your notepad to take down Dr Bartok's statement,

you'd really make me a happy man.

- Of course, right away. - Thank you.

Smells like the outside world, doesn't it?

Cigarette?

I've given up

Commendable. Let's get this over with.

Banque Savigny, Vaduz.

According to our findings, two separate accounts are held there,

both with you as a signatory.

If you'd be kind enough to tell us the access codes?

- I got nothing to say. - Excuse me?

The special treatment makes time and space disappear.

And it's all gone.

I'm desolate.

A few days ago, you had much better intentions.

That was commendable of me.

But I can't even remember that.

You do realize, Dr Bartok, you'll only leave this place if you help us.

I want to go back to my room.

Fridl, what can this be?

Maybe...

I just enjoy staying here.

In your beautiful hotel.

Thank you for the coffee.

Anna?

- You're booked into a single berth cabin. - That can't be right.

It's...

- Come on, that's absurd. - See for yourself.

There you go.

Your wife isn't even on the passenger list.

There... that's him.

I'm sorry, Sir, the dining room isn't open yet.

You... you were serving us.

- I bed your pardon? - My wife and I had a table up there.

My wife was sitting opposite me.

You served us red wine and spilled a little when you poured it.

You remember?

- Yes. - You see?

I asked if you wanted the tablecloth changed.

You said it wasn't necessary.

No, my wife, it was my wife who said that.

- My wife did say that. - Wife?

Yes.

You dined on your own.

- Shall I get a doctor? - No, thanks, that won't be necessary.

It was...

maybe a little too much of that good scotch.

- What's this? - Just a mild sedative.

To calm you down.

It'll send you to sleep.

Sleep.

Looks like check.

So, what does black do now?

What is black going to do?

King to d6.

Then black loses the rook and the king moves to...

Did we interrupt you taking a shit? I'm so sorry.

Look at that.

So this is punishment?

Marvelous.

You got it nice in here.

Even a bath tub.

Ironed laundry...

And you got a bed.

Is it soft? Is it soft, asshole?

Now listen, I don't give a damn if you talk.

If it was up to me, I'd stick you on a meat hook and let you bleed dry.

Running water.

You can go, I'll handle this.

It's alright, you can go.

I brought you something.

Because everything works better with music.

So you're a solicitor.

I know what solicitors do. You draw up contracts.

You know about the law,

and you know the paragraphs that circumvent the law.

You can bend it any way you want, right?

But the law has changed.

You guys are the dirt now.

And we're the cleaning squad.

No solicitors, no business.

Because you need contracts to do business.

That's what they're like, the high society.

I busted my ass for you in the war.

And where were you? At home.

Drinking coffee, going for a stroll.

Gazing at the shop windows of your faggot stores.

- I'm sorry. - Shut up!

So you're sorry?

I'm your judge now.

There you are.

Where were you?

I was worried about...

Shit!

Let's get him out! Prantl, move!

Careful.

Come back. Bartok.

Come back. Breathe. That's it.

Breathe, breathe...

Easy now.

There's no dying without my permission.

Did you hear me, Prantl? No-one said to kill him.

- I thought... - You thought?

Leave the thinking to me, it's not your strength. Thank you.

Easy...

Easy.

How did this get in here?

How did this get in here? Do you have any idea what this is about?

Please! Not my book!

No. Please! Please!

No!

Please don't!

No! Please. Please!

Fascinating, how resourceful man becomes when faced with hardship.

I thought you said chess was only for bored Prussian generals.

Please don't.

Please don't.

No.

No.

Please, my book!

We shall continue. From now on without your dirty tricks.

No. Please!

Please...

Not my book. Please.

Come now, Bartok.

Where's it gone, your dignity?

Are you up early or late?

To be honest, I...

- I'm not sure. - Could be the scotch.

That was impressive for an amateur the other night.

Respect.

We're hoping for a rematch.

Must be a lucrative business.

People are starved of entertainment on these long crossings.

Strange, you'd think he'd have something better to do at this time of day.

Really? What else do you think he could be doing?

I don't know, read a book, write a letter...

- Engage in lively conversation... - God help me, he can't read or write.

His vocabulary consists of less than a hundred words.

His language is chess.

- He's illiterate? - Crazy, isn't it?

He's from one of the poorest regions in Hungary.

His mother died giving birth to him, his father later drowned in the Danube.

I assume he stopped talking then.

The teachers thought he was retarded because he didn't speak.

The other kids threw mud at him.

But then, one winter's night, it happened.

The priest was playing chess against the police constable.

Mirko stood and watched,

and, without ever having come into contact with the game before,

he made his first move.

And?

He beat the priest and then the constable, three times in a row.

The next day, the priest took him to the barber, to make him half presentable,

and travelled to the nearest provincial town with him,

where he had him play against the best players of the local chess club.

He beat all of them, too, without any effort,

one after the other,

like an unfathomable, ice cold

chess automaton.

The clocks on board go back automatically.

We move against the earth's rotation.

Each degree of latitude has its own time.

Best not to think about it too much, or it'll drive you insane.

Are you feeling a bit better?

Yes.

Good.

I got something for you,

from me and my friends.

You must be very proud.

Or very wealthy.

I used to be both.

You know,

America is an expensive country.

It won't hurt to start out with some travel funds.

Just one match, you alone against Czentovic.

You'd make us all very happy.

You're looking for a performing monkey.

We're looking for a hero.

- I'm going to have to disappoint you. - What have you got to lose?

More than you can imagine.

Do you actually have a choice?

You know full well...

It's either you or him.

You overestimate my powers.

Maybe because I know you better than you think.

Tomorrow after dinner.

You'll be there.

Gustl...

What have they done to you?

The... gentlemen... and I...

just had a conversation.

Don't you want to save your friend?

You finally talk,

and the two of you will be free.

Free...

Free in what sense?

Still thinking like a notary?

You'll both get out of here alive, is what I meant.

I have your word?

Yes.

- My word of honor. - That's not good enough.

- My German word of honor. - It's worthless.

As you wish.

The decision is yours.

I can't do this, Gustl.

Yes, you can.

You're the goddamned Chinese Emperor.

Say it.

"I'm the goddamned Chinese Emperor."

Say it!

Josef!

I... am...

the goddamned Chinese...

Emperor.

c1...

a2, a3, a4, a5,

a6, a7, a8.

g2, g3, g4.

White, white...

It's just a game.

Just a game...

It's just a boat.

A boat.

Hello?

Hello!

Can anyone hear me?

Is there anyone out there?

Open up!

Let me out! Please let me out! Please!

Hello!

- Hello! - Hello?

Did you call for help?

- Go. Go away. - I don't understand. Are you sure?

No. Please.

- Please talk to me. - I am talking to you, Sir.

Please let me out.

- Please. - You locked yourself in, from the inside.

What?

I'm...

I'm free?

Am I...

Am I free?

You are...

free.

Of course you are.

Thank you.

One of the generators is playing up.

Nothing to worry about.

The match. I'm wanted in the dining room.

It may be cancelled due to the rough sea.

No, the match must go ahead. Please, take me there.

Dr van Leuwen! Finally!

The money. Your money. The barman was kind enough to keep it for you.

We're playing for the watch on his wrist.

It's mine, he stole it from me.

Gentlemen, please!

This is absurd.

I note the amateur is playing White.

Write it down. We don't want posterity to miss out on this match.

Write it down.

Write it down.

Write it down.

I can announce the opponents will be contesting a "Spanish Game".

Mr. McConnor, may I remind you, it's a game of chess, not rugby.

Drink this.

You must write it down, Bartok.

Write it down!

Why are you staring at me?

You seem a little agitated, Mr. van Leuwen.

More. I need more.

Sure, Mr. Notary. Have as much as you want.

It'll do you good.

More.

I've given up.

I'm sorry.

- "J'adoube." - What?

Just a stray seagull.

We're getting close to the coast. America.

It needs our help. Can't you hear it screaming?

It's screaming. It needs our help!

We'll take care of it. I promise.

You can carry on playing, don't worry.

We'll take care of it.

Mr. van Leuwen!

Mr. van Leuwen...

Your move, Mr. Notary.

Check.

- King in check. - Hold on, I don't see any check.

Does anyone here see a check?

Mr. van Leuwen, I'm not quite sure what you're trying to do.

I need more water. More water.

Why so clumsy, Solicitor?

How did he get here? You must arrest him.

Arrest him without fail.

Shouldn't you better stop, Mr. Notary? Just stop?

This match isn't doing you any good.

I should stop? You want me to stop? You want me to lose.

It seems you got more to lose than this match.

Why don't you just start over?

Quiet, please. Quiet!

How is the world champion meant to concentrate?

You can do it.

Say it. "I'm the Chinese Emperor."

You still think this is some kind of joke, don't you?

We don't get such pompous talk, Mr. Notary. Must be all the books.

Erich?

Oskar Maria Graf, Joseph Roth, a book on chess.

We can burn those, can't we?

Goodbye, Josef.

Goodbye.

Josef... My dear.

Anna...

Where is this ship headed?

I think you know it.

Come, let's dance.

- You know what I think? - No.

As long as Vienna keeps dancing, the world won't end.

Come on, make your move already.

What would be the point?

You already know what my next move is going to be.

Am I wrong?

We played this match a thousand times.

Again, and again, and again, you won,

Dr Bartok.

Who are all these people?

Don't be afraid.

We do what you want us to.

Keep on playing.

Keep on.

Good morning. Were you successful?

He escaped.

He's gone. Far, far away.

- Chess. - No codes, no cryptic messages.

No numbered accounts.

Just a game of chess.

Get the guards.

Yes sir.

An entire year.

An entire year, and you get away without ever leaving your hotel room.

You won the match.

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RELEASE DOCUMENT

Thank you.

You can go now.

Thank you, Erich.

What kind of book is this?

It's about a man wanting to return home after a long war.

Cursed, he's forced to roam the seas on his boat.

- Odysseus. - Odysseus?

Yes.

And?

Does he find his way home?

Yes.

- Are you the new nurse? - No, I'm a visitor, from America.

From America.

You can travel again. The war's over.

- I was there once. - Really?

- For a tournament. - When was that?

You have a lovely voice.

I feel as if...

as if I've heard it before.

May I read to you?

I'd like that.

"Tell me, o Muse,

"of that sagacious man

"who, having overthrown

"the sacred town of Ilium, wandered far,

"and visited many nations, learned the customs of their dwellers

"and endured great suffering on the deep sea.

"Anxious to save himself and to conduct his followers home.

"But to no avail, as much as he tried..."

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IT IS FOR US TODAY TO MAINTAIN OUR BELIEF

IN AN UNCONQUERABLE SPIRIT. STEFAN ZWEIG 1941

THE ROYAL GAME

AFTER STEFAN ZWEIG

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