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MAN:
We... dedicate

ourselves to the coalition

and pledge ourselves
to the fulfillment of our goal.

MAN:
Yeah!

The preservation
of the white race.

(shouting):
Yeah!

For the white race to survive,

there has to be a bloodletting.

Not next week, not next month,
but now!

ALL (shouting):
Now!

A war already exists

throughout the world, and white
people are being killed.

-No!
-No!

And they are being killed
because the communist,

-Jew-controlled media...
-That's right.

wants to see the niggers
take our land!

ALL:
Yeah!

Justice... will be done.

MEN:
-Yeah! - Yeah! Right.

It will come...
on the end of a rope.

One day soon, that's where
they'll all be!

MEN:
Yeah!

Hail victory!

Hail victory!

Hail victory!

Hail victory!

Hail victory!

Hail victory!

(woman whispering indistinctly)

(men murmuring)

There is only one thing...

worse than a non-Aryan

or the mongrels
who would destroy us.

And that...

is a race traitor!

Amongst us tonight

we have such filth...

a government agent who
has infiltrated our ranks

to spy on us!

Gerard Mercer, you are a traitor
to your race!

You will pay for your crime!

You will pay with your life.

Seize him!

(clamoring)

Take him up on the gallows!

(chanting): Traitor! Traitor!
Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!

Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!
Traitor!

Traitor!

-(cheering)
-(chuckling)

(theme music playing)

They tell me horses
are natural jumpers.

Given enough incentive,
they'll go over anything.

Almost anything.

Well, of course, it all
depends on the rider.

He won't jump for you
if he's not your friend.

Have a look around the railing.

(beeping)

MALE VOICE:
Good morning, Jim.

This is Richard Kester,
a fanatical neo-Nazi and leader

of the White People's Coalition,
a group that secretly advocates

the violent overthrow of our
government.

In the past few years, Kester's
organization has grown

at an alarming rate,

and they are
no longer considered

just a fringe group,
but a major threat.

A string of armored car and
bank robberies has financed

a number of Kester's
terrorist activities

including the hanging of Gerard
Mercer, a government agent

who infiltrated the White
People's Coalition.

Kester is on the verge of
becoming the leader

of like-minded neo-Nazi groups
throughout the world.

He's going to attend a three-day
meeting in Germany

where his proposal
will be voted on by the heads

of other neo-Nazi groups.

Kester is by far the most
violent of all

the world neo-Nazi leaders.

If he should be elected, a reign
of terror is sure to follow.

Your mission, Jim, should you
choose to accept it,

is to discredit Kester amongst
his peers and bring about

the dissolution
of one of the world's

most heinous organizations.

As always, should you
or any member

of your IM Force be caught or
killed, the Secretary

will disavow any knowledge of
your actions.

This disc will self-destruct in
five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

(rapid beeping)

(hissing)

Richard Kester... the most
radical neo-Nazi there is.

I've read about his
White People's Coalition.

Yeah, they're kissing cousins
to the Ku Klux Klan.

And he preaches his poison
freely... under the protection

of the First Amendment.

This is the Rheinberg Hotel

where the meeting
will take place.

It's a dozen or so miles

out of the port city
of Hamburg, very private,

and as far as the neo-Nazis
are concerned, very safe.

We'll set up here in the attic
above the lobby.

There are several outbuildings.

This is the layout.

Before Gerard Mercer was killed,

he said that Kester
had developed

some kind of secret weapon
that he wants

to demonstrate at the meeting.

-And we've got to find out
what that weapon is. - Yes.

Shannon, you're going in as
Fraulein Veronica Klopf,

replacing the hotel manager
who's been recalled to Berlin

on an urgent tax matter.

What about you, Jim?

I go in... as this man...

Frederick Van Olsen,
South African.

Former government computer
security expert

and now freelances, sells his
services to the highest bidder

on either side of the law.

Kester has asked Van Olsen
to join him in Germany

at the conference.

Fortunately, the two
have never met.

Do we know what Kester
wants from Van Olsen?

Well, the federal government

now has several cases pending
against Kester.

He wants
Van Olsen's help to find out

just how much
evidence they have.

But Mr. Van Olsen has more than
that that he can sell to Kester.

Much more.

(men speaking German in
distance)

-Good afternoon, sir.
-Thank you.

Kester's car just
pulled out front.

He wasn't due
till this afternoon.

Then we should let
Max and Grant know.

(beeping)

Yeah, Jim.

Kester's arrived
ahead of schedule.

Give us about two minutes,
we'll be outta here.

I'll have your bags
delivered right away.

-Is there anything else?
-Yes, there is.

There's a list of people
staying here.

Contact them and tell
'em I want to move

the first meeting up to
3:00 this afternoon.

Certainly. Right away.

Anything else?

Yes, we'd like the keys to the
private wine cellar, please.

If you have wine
to be stored, I...

Just the keys.
We'll take care of it.

Certainly. I'll send
them to your room.

It's time we realized
that the world is being

carved up for blacks.

White people no longer
have any say in what goes on.

I don't want to wait
for things to happen.

I want to make
things happen. Now!

Looks as if all the gang's here.

The world's leading neo-Nazis.

We are all preparing
for the day when governments

will fall and race traitors
will be executed.

Hans Fruger.

Neo-Nazi...

living in Bavaria...

Controls a $25 million
war chest

funded by the Libyan terrorists.

Well, I'd like to know more.

Charles Pembroke, leader of
the National Front of England.

He was implicated in the 1987
London massacre of...

nine nuns and four priests.

MAX: Hey, I know this guy...
Estaban Cortez.

He's one of Noriega's
chief money launderers.

And a cold-blooded killer.

Hmm. Not only the head of the
South American Nazi party,

he had enough money left over

to donate a million three
to the Ku Klux Klan.

GRANT: And Gian-Carlo Tiamo...

Italy's leading
right-wing extremist.

I only ask you
to consider my proposals.

All right, looks like the little
get-together is winding down.

I'm ready to go in
as Frederick Van Olsen.

I'll keep Kester
busy in the bar.

That'll give you a chance
to look around his room.

We still have to find out what
the secret weapon is.

Pardon me...

(indistinct conversations)

Mr. Kester...

Frederick Van Olsen.

Mr. Van Olsen...
come in, come in.

(shower running)

You know, Mr. Van Olsen...
you and I, we have

something in common.

Oh, what is that?

Your wife and I have the same
birthday.

We were both
born on September 14.

Oh, well, you-you're mistaken.

My wife's birthday is
the second of April.

Hmm. Oh, that's funny. L-I must
be thinking of someone else.

(laughs)

Mr. Kester, I didn't come here
from South Africa

because I need new business.

Apartheid is on the verge
of collapse.

If you are successful,
so are we.

I'm listening, Mr. Van Olsen.

How would you like to be
the head of a computer network

that could spread your message

to similar-thinking people
all over the world?

You know, that's something
that I've thought about

and dreamt about for some years.

Yes, well, I can turn
that dream into a reality.

And I can do it now.

Of course, we have
to discuss my fee.

I want you to come with me right
now. We'll go up to the suite.

We'll work out the details.
I'll give you a retainer.

Well, I take your word for that.

But, I mean, we can work out
the details tomorrow.

I insist that
we do it now. Come on.

(shower running)

(beeps)

PHELPS:
Well, something can be arranged.

Psst.

Don't move another muscle.

Eva?

Well, what have we got here?

I do believe this Negro
was about to rob me.

EVA:
Worse.

He broke in while
I was in the shower.

Is that right?

(Grant shouts)

I think you should
let the hotel know

what kind of help they
have working for them.

No, sir.

There won't be any consulting
with hotel management.

Don't worry.

They're not going to fire you.

I'm not even gonna mention it.
Down on your knees, boy.

Now!

Move!

Let me show you what we do
with thieving trash

where I come from.

I'm not going to offer
you a last meal.

Do you have any last words?

Mr. Kester, you can't shoot
him right here.

It would create some
terrible complications,

and we have more
important things to do.

I mean, you don't have to kill
him right now, do you?

KESTER:
Maybe...

I can wait for
a more convenient time.

Hold a tournament,
kill him for sport.

Exactly.

Eva, get dressed.

Take this criminal
to the wine cellar.

Don't hesitate to use it
if he tries anything.

On your feet;
hands behind your back.

You heard him!
On your feet.

Do you comprehend
what's happening?

We are going to kill you,

but we're not going to do it
just right now.

And until we're ready, we've got
just the place to keep you.

PHELPS: Rudolph Silas,

3:00 p.m., Tuesday.

That's today.
Grant slipped me that

just before Kester
put the handcuffs on him.

What kind of sick ritual
do they have in mind for him?

PHELPS:
I don't know.

But, nothing, believe me,

nothing is gonna
happen to Grant.

Now, on the other hand,
we can't spring him yet.

That might make
Kester suspicious

and could blow
the whole mission.

Well, as far as the hotel goes,
there have been no arrivals

for anything even
close to a Rudolph Silas.

Wait a minute.

Maybe it's not
the name of a person.

Maybe the name
of a corporation,

or a building,

or a... ship.

Here we are.

Cargo freighter Rudolph Silas.

Registered in the Philippines,

purchased...

12 years ago by Richard Kester.

All right, we're a dozen
miles outside Hamburg.

We have to get there,
meet that ship,

and I'll bet we find
Mr. Kester's secret weapon.

The pilot's leaving.

Time to make our move.

Captain Marks,

I'm Lieutenant Dressen

from the Customs Service.

This is Drs. Hoffman
and Dr. Lieber.

How do you do?

Your last port
was Malta, Captain.

All ships from that region
are to be examined

for traces of the
Mediterranean Fruit Fly virus.

But we have no
agricultural products aboard.

Ah, but we are conducting tests
on all ships from that region.

The pilot didn't mention
anything about this.

MAX:
Captain...

the pilot is a very busy man.

SHANNON:
We need access

to the entire ship.

I will have to check
with the owner.

Well, you go ahead
and do that, Captain.

Besides, we have several
other ships we need to examine.

When can we reschedule?

Possibly, uh, Friday.

NICHOLAS: Friday. Good.
Until then, Captain.

No one will be allowed
on or off the ship.

You will be under
strict quarantine.

I see.

If you could conduct
your tests now,

I would appreciate it.

Thank you.

I'II, uh, see you're left alone
to get on with your work.

Computers are miraculous
things, Mr. Kester.

I can do what we call shadow

your system into
the World Financial Network.

That's the network that links
all the leading banks

and brokerage houses
in the world.

Also the most secure.

But it was I who helped develop

the open key cryptology
they use for their security.

Now, once in the
World Financial Network,

there are other things we can do
that I think might interest you.

Such as?

Well, there's a thing
we call the salami technique.

That's where you peel away
small bits from large banks.

So small they
don't even know it.

But in the course of a year,
it could be worth millions.

In 48 hours, the scope
of the White People's Coalition

is going to
increase tremendously.

I want these other organizations
to join the network,

but I must have
complete control.

I saved the best till last.

They each get this card.

They enter their passwords
and their codes on the card.

That gives them
certain benefits of the system,

it gives them greater security,

and it gives you control
of everything.

(Adolf Hitler
declaiming fiercely)

(crowd chanting)

These other organizations
will want proof.

A demonstration that you can do
what you say you can do.

Well, of course.

Set up a meeting.

Nicholas, I'm coming up empty.

Shannon, so am I.

Listen, I can't find
any cargo aboard this ship,

let alone some secret weapon.

I'm going to check the cargo
areas near the engine room.

Right, Shannon.

Shannon, Nicholas,

Kester's just coming
on board with Fruger.

Shannon, if I were you,
I'd stay out of sight.

He may recognize you
from the hotel.

I hear you, Max.

I'm Richard Kester.

I'm the owner of this ship.

Is there a problem?

Not at all.

This is just
a routine investigation.

I served with this unit
when I was in the service.

Blud und Eisen.

We were strong but proud.

Our motto, Blud und Eisen.

Blud und Eisen.

Blood and Iron.
(chuckles)

You're quite tall.
How tall are you?

Six-three.

A true Aryan.

All of our men in uniform
should be such...

fine specimens.

Hans.

It is still possible, my friend.

We have the power
to make it happen.

The fight for the mind
begins in the cradle.

In order for
our movement to succeed,

a baby's earliest
fairy tales must be

in accordance with our ideals.

You are, of course, correct.

And hopefully someday
in the future,

all of these ideals
will be realized.

(projector clacking)

(fanfare playing)

This is something I'm doing now.

(Hitler speaking German)

(crowd cheering)

(Hitler speaking German)

Soldier!

Who are you watching?

The Fuhrer, sir.

Our God and master.

Boys, attention!

About turn!

One, two, three...

(singing German song)

(Hitler shouting,
crowd cheering)

? ?

They-they think he's alive.

I've had them since birth.

This ship is their home.

I've kept them
in the most remote parts

of the South Pacific.

(chuckling)

They... They know only what
I want them to know.

It's living proof
of what I can achieve.

(singing continues)

Not for the future, Fruger.

Now, now!

(singing continues)

(singing continues)

(camera shutter snapping)

What kind of psychotic minds
are at work here?

Oh, Shannon.

This was Hitler's dream.

(singing continues)

Jim.

Yeah, Nicholas?

I think we just found
Kester's secret weapon.

Listen.

(singing continues)

(blows whistle)

(blows whistle)

Follow me, boys.

(blows whistle)

No one is to know
these boys are here.

Is that clear?

Our policy provides
complete privacy for our guests.

Shoulders back, Andrew.

Stand up straight.

Very good.

These boys have strict
dietary restrictions.

They are to receive
no food and drink

that does not appear
on this list.

No radio or television.

Have it removed
from the building.

I'll see to it right away.

We'll provide all the
entertainment that they need.

To reward your good behavior,

I'm going to hold a hunt.

I've got just the person
you can shoot

for the sport of it.

Sports are so important
to young boys.

Now that we know
about Mr. Kester's hunt,

we can use that to spring Grant

and plan a few surprises
of our own.

Got to be the most demented
group I've ever come across.

Well, you're right, Nicholas,
but don't make the mistake

of underestimating them.

What do you have, Shannon?

Well, IM Research has come up
with something new.

This photograph was taken
of a kidnap victim,

whose parents were former
followers of Kester's.

By using computer graphics...

(whirring)

we can analyze
the skeletal structure

and predict with
a high degree of accuracy,

what this child would look like,

at two years old...

at four years old.

Six, eight...

and today.

The boy you
photographed, Nicholas.

Well, it's likely
they've all been kidnapped.

They've had no contact
with the real world.

They only believe what Kester
wants them to.

Well, they did that
in Nazi Germany.

They made the children think

the fuehrer was sent from heaven

to protect them from evil things
called the Allies

who would eat children.

Kester's booked the conference
room for tomorrow night.

I'm sure the kids are gonna put
on quite a performance.

What we saw on the boat
was just a rehearsal.

Then I think the key
to Mr. Kester's downfall

is to have him go ahead
with his program tomorrow night.

We'll just make
a few alterations of our own.

VOGEL:
Good day for a hunt.

Wouldn't you say?

What we have here

is something to help
the boys track you.

(beeping)

I am going to free your feet.

We want to make this hunt
as interesting as possible.

(grunting)

On the other hand,
this is the boys' first hunt.

We don't want them
to come back empty-handed.

(grunting)

(grunting)

So...

the hunt begins now.

The first team to get him
wins a prize.

(whistle blows)

-(silenced gunshots)
-(grunting)

(beeping)

(beeping)

? ?

We've got to hurry.

(beeping)

Come on.

(beeping rapidly)

That way.
Come here!

(beeping quickens)

(grunting)

There he is!

Yeah, we got him!

-Come on.
-Come on!

Get around him.

Close it up.

(whistle blowing)

Stop! The hunt is over.

But don't you want us
to kill him?

No, I don't want you
to kill him.

I want everyone back
at the bunk house.

ALL:
Yes, leader.

(whistle blows)

(grunts)

Sorry we cut it close.

We couldn't help it.

You okay?

They're insane!

This is like a nightmare!

That's the trouble;
it's no nightmare.

It's all too real.

Look, we've got to do
something about this.

We were going to take the life
of another human being.

Why?

What do you know about him?

Tell me.

He eats young children.

What else?

He has horns on his head.

Now, listen to me
very carefully.

None of those things are true.

I want you to go and talk to him
and find out for yourselves.

I command you to go over
and introduce yourselves.

Hello.

My name's Grant.

Hi. I'm Peter.

Mine's Marcos.

I would like
to get to know all of you.

And answer all
of your questions.

It's amazing, isn't it?

With all the poison
they've been taught,

didn't take much
to turn them around.

My name's Robbie.

You're right, Nicholas.

But these kids are still gonna
need a lot of help

when we get them home.

Oh, Kester called.

I told him Grant was dead,

and that Eva was gonna take
the body to Bavaria

and bury it on a farm somewhere.

She won't be back
till tomorrow night.

We've got Eva and Vogel tied up
in the hotel storage cellar.

We found speakers
among the bunk pillows

along with tapes.

Subliminal messages
while they sleep.

Yesterday, we substituted
our own.

He's planning a pretty big show.

Do we have some visual effects
of our own?

He'll think he's on MTV.

All right. You know what do do.

I've got to get ready for
my own performance for Kester.

It's all very simple, gentlemen.

What Mr. Van Olsen is proposing

is that by forming
our own computer network,

we will not only have access

to government and military
files, but also

new opportunities
to finance our operations.

PEMBROKE:
How do we know the system works?

We'd like to see
more tangible evidence.

Of course.

You ready, Jim?

I'm assuming your organization
has a Swiss bank account?

If you'd provide me with
the numbers of that account,

I'll give you a demonstration.

We are able to penetrate

various international
financial institutions

and set up a virus program,

whereby we can siphon off cash

in ways that are
virtually undetectable.

Here you are, Mr. Van Olsen.

Thank you, sir.

Now, for the purpose
of this demonstration,

we'll transfer a nominal amount.

Say $100,000.

Using open key cryptology,

that shouldn't be a problem.

For your sake, I hope
there is not a problem,

because if it does not work,
Mr. Van Olsen,

you will not leave
this room alive.

Grant, you can make the
transfer, can't you?

Grant?

Is the relay I planted working?

It'll work...

It'll work.

It's got to.

Are you finished, Mr. Van Olsen?

I need more time, Jim.

I'll just be, uh,
a moment longer.

Is there some difficulty?

Jim, it's done.

The funds...

are in your account.

I wish to verify a transaction
of funds to my account.

My identification code is D274^

B14^

J.

Yes, I will hold.

Come on. Be there.

I see.

Thank you.

$100,000 was just
transferred to my account.

(chuckling)

(appreciative murmuring)

The benefits
of our new association

are obvious, gentlemen.

We will give you
our final decision this evening.

Instead of teaching today's
lesson myself, our guest

will be taking my place.

Please come to the table.

We're gonna talk
about a great man.

One of the fuehrer's generals?

GRANT:
No.

No, Peter. He wasn't
a military leader.

He had no connection
with the fuehrer.

Was he a king?

In a way.

But not in the way
that you think.

He had no riches.

No wealth of any kind.

He had no armies.

He had no weapons.

But what he did have

was far more powerful

than all those things.

He had ideas.

And the king

was in his name.

His name...

was the Reverend Dr...

Martin Luther King, Jr.

And he had a dream.

I've arranged for the menu,
the wine list, and the flowers,

per your instructions.

Yes, no mistakes.

No interruptions.

This is the most important
night of my life.

-Do you understand that?
-Certainly.

Good. Got to get to the bunk
house and inspect the boys.

And he believed that
all men are created equal.

And he said "enough."

(beeping)

SHANNON:
Nicholas!

Kester's on his way.

Thanks for the warning, Shannon.

(grunts softly)

(sighs)

Yes, sir.

They look mighty fine.

You've done a good job
with them, Vogel.

Thank you, sir.

Do they know what to do
for tonight's program?

They know exactly what to do.

Including some new things,

chosen in honor
for our special guests?

Yes, sir. Absolutely.

Is that right, boy?

You've learned some
new things for tonight?

Yes, sir.

Well!

Maybe they'll go through
it once, for me?

Yes, they could do that,

but they've gone
through it so many times,

that to do it again,
especially in your presence,

will take away
from tonight's performance.

We don't want them
to be over-rehearsed.

We'll save it for tonight.

(grunting)

(engine starts)

-(silenced gunshot)
-(grunts)

Getting ready for tonight?

Everything's under control,
Mr. Kester.

Good.

(engine starts)

I want to give it to
these guys in quadraphonic.

Tell me about it.

By a majority of four to one.

Richard Kester will be inducted
tonight as our world leader.

You have already entered
your password keys

on the laser cards?

I will present them
to Kester this evening.

This network...

will bring us power.

If anything goes wrong, Fruger,

I hold you responsible.

Grant, how close are you?

30 seconds, Jim, and I'm set.

Thank you.
Nicholas?

We're ready here, Jim.

(men murmuring)

(silverware banging,
conversation stops)

This is the night that
will live forever in history.

By joining the
White People's Coalition,

under the leadership
of Richard Kester,

the course we have taken

will take on new dimensions.

(vociferous murmurs)

Here are the laser cards,

with all our passwords
and codes.

Well, you know what to do
with these, Mr. Van Olsen.

I certainly do.

Gentlemen!

A violent crusade begins

in this room tonight.

I believe in action,

not words.

So I want to show you
what is possible.

What the future holds for us.

(snaps fingers)

(fanfare plays)

? ?

-(music fades)
-Gentlemen...

I've had these boys since birth.

They're an example
of exactly what's possible.

Total Aryan control.

Allow me to introduce
their headmaster,

Mr. Eric Vogel.

MAN:
Ja gut!

MAN 2:
Bravo!

I just want to say that,

while I have worked hard
with the boys,

the concept you're about to see
was entirely conceived

by Richard Kester.

MAN:
Bravo, Kester!

Go ahead and take
all the credit.

You deserve it.

One, two, one...

? Has anybody here seen
my old friend Martin? ?

I have a dream... where they
will be able to sit down

-? Can you tell me where he's
gone? ? -together at the table

of brotherhood.
I have a dream...

-that one day...
-? He freed a lot of people ?

ROBERT KENNEDY:
And its disease...

-? But it seems the good die
young ? -knows no bounds

or race... or nation...

-Not as a call to bear arms...
-? I just turned around ?

-? And he's gone ?
-How dare you!

Vogel.

Vogel!

-I told you, Fruger. I told you!
-(singing continues)

Vogel! Vogel!

I do not shrink
from this responsibility...

I welcome it.

Knows no bounds or race or
nation...

-(clamoring)
-(singing continues)

KING: Even in the state
of Mississippi...

a state where...

(singing and clamoring continue)

KESTER:
Vogel!

(singing and clamoring continue)

KING:
together at the table of
brotherhood...

sweltering with the heat
of oppression...

It's your fault.
You wanted him as leader.

(singing continues)

Aah!

(voices and music overlap)

Get the cards.

Where are the cards?

FRUGER:
Where's Van Olsen?

Find him! Now!

No.

Let me explain.

You don't understand.

You don't unders...

(singing continues)

FRUGER:
Finished!

Race traitor!

to be self-evident,
that all men...

(engine idling)

There's a plane waiting
for them at the airport.

There'll be a team of doctors
to greet them

when they touch down
in the States.

Yeah, I think I'll
ride along with them.

And what about Kester?

He's given away
all their secrets.

I think we can close
the books on Richard Kester.

Permanently.