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Mr. Herberger, what are your expectations?

Goals! For us of course...

And rain, we like our rain, more than the Hungarians.

OK guys.

Today's the day.

Today you show them what you've got.

We all know Hungary hasn't lost a game.

We're not even on their list. They're in for a surprise!

Rain?

Rain. Here it is, your chance.

OK, Adi.

Put on the long cleats!

Who are you running from? - Why are you already out of bed?

Get in!

Hey, you fruitcake!

C'mon, I got an empty seat!

I know you're getting tired!

C'mon now!

C'mon, will ya!

Go!

All you need is a challenge...

and you're invincible, huh, Adi?

Watch it!

Whoever was after you - we lost him.

Where are you going with this?

You're in shape, right? -But that doesn't mean...Rudi!

I'm off at five, you could wait....

Thanks for nothing...

Forget it, Adi. It doesn't work.

Not yet.

We can manage without electricity.

OK.

Now get on there.

Faster.

Yes, yes!

It works. The damn thing works!

Rudi, look at this!

You idiot!

Are you out of your mind? -My fan belt.

Calm down. I had to walk, too.

But not in a suit, with nice shoes. -Did you have a bad day at work?

You know what?

I's true what they say.

You are a freak. With your shoes...

You'll see...

Just wait and see.

Good day.

One ticket to Füurth, please. -Round trip?

One way.

There you go. -Thanks.

Pleasant trip.

Have a good day. -You too!

Hello.

Hello.

I'm Rudi Dassler.

What's your name?

Friedl...

...Strasser.

This is my sister, Betti. -It's a pleasure.

Where are you going? -Nuremberg.

What a coincidence. So am I.

Dassler?

Gerber, don't let me keep you. -We're not in a hurry.

Is it true you screwed up at the belt factory?

Picked a fight with the boss?

What?

You were fired, right?

I quit.

Watch out, or you'll turn into a freak, like your brother...

You know nothing about my brother. -I know everything about that freak.

Living with his mommy, making no money...

...tinkering with those running shoes all day.

As if anyone needed special shoes for sports.

What'd he say? "One day, the best athletes will wear my shoes."

What a wacko!

Let tell you...

that kind of madness runs in the family!

Hey, cut it out!

What's the big idea?

Are you alright? -Yeah, fine.

I really showed them, huh? -Sure thing.

What happened to your face?

This can't go on, Adi.

You, by yourself all day...

...sewing shoes nobody wants.

Then that pathetic generator for nothing but a glimmer, it's madness...

You think I'm a nutcase, right?

Everybody else does...

Maybe I am.

But I can see it, Rudi.

The best athletes in the world, wearing my shoes!

I want the perfect shoe, Rudi.

And I know I can do it.

But I need the materials, and money...

But I can't make ends meet, Rudi.

Here's what we'll do.

We team up. -What?

You make the shoes, I sell them.

I thought nobody needed sneakers?

Not yet, that's where I come in.

Let's build something together.

Something big, and no one telling us what to do.

What about your job?

Screw the factory.

What happened? -Adi!

Me and you, together.

Nobody will laugh anymore.

Me and you.

You and me.

Welcome, gentlemen!

Is this our little bundle? -Yes.

Sign here?

What's this about? -I convinced the town official...

to expand the power supply to our place.

How? -I told him how much in taxes...

we'd be paying soon and about our company expert...

...who'll save costs by hooking up all the wires himself.

Who's the expert?

I don't know shit about wires. -Not a problem.

You will by tomorrow.

Get to it. This stuff won't unload itself.

I don't know you...

And you're next.

I hope you have at least one proper suit.

CITY BANK

Shoe factories and shoemakers are closing down by the dozen...

..and you want money for a shoe factory?

You're not even a shoemaker.

It says here you did an apprenticeship to be a...baker?

We're businessmen. I used to be floor manager and...

...we will naturally be hiring more shoemakers.

Yes, you were a floor manager.

What about the loan for the car, how about...

...paying that off first?

The automobile is the basis of our sales work.

We'll be working with clubs and federations to...

...to acquire large scale orders. -for sneakers...

...for sneakers.

But who would buy shoes only for sports?

That's the point!

We wouldn't dare waste your precious time...

...if we weren't 100% convinced.

More and more people are interested in football and...

...the Olympics.

In the papers, maybe. But without shoes.

Besides, they're way too thin.

Not very solid.

They'll come apart after three games.

That's why we're giving you the chance to work with us.

To get better. New materials, better processing.

Light AND durable.

But who wants shoes this light?

I play a little football myself.

I want to protect my feet, so I need boots that...

...go over the ankles, steel toe-caps even...

Wrong.

You need shoes that are light and thin enough for...

for a feel for the ball, for a more refined and nimble game.

In the end, the ball...

needs to end up in the goal

How do you even kick it with shoes this thin?

Especially when the ball's soaked from the rain.

We'll make better balls then.

"Then let's make better balls."

Why not?

The guy has no imagination.

You didn't have to rub it in. He's a banker. What he needs...

are numbers and facts.

Buddy, you don't mind taking the train home, do you?

It's really nice of you to drive me home.

Pleasure is all mine.

How's the nose?

Better than ever.

The jerk did me a favor. Didn't like my old nose anyway.

You should look ahead. -I prefer looking at you.

They say you lost your job.

My job?

I'm an employer now.

I own a factory, to be exact.

A factory? -A shoe factory.

We make sneakers. It's the future.

Do you do sports?

You look pretty fit.

They call you the 'Puma', because you mess around.

'Puma'?

That was the old Rudi. C'mon.

I'll show you the new one.

Wait.

How does this open? -Let me help you.

Careful now. it's slippery.

Rain wasn't the plan.

There we go.

So this is the factory.

Well, it's just the beginning.

We're expanding and hiring.

Clerks, salesmen, shoemakers, packers....

I'll be the biggest employer in town.

This is my kid brother Adi. He's in charge of production.

Adi, this is Friedl...Strasser.

Pleasure.

My fiancée.

Fiancée?

You're not? -Course not. I'd never marry you.

Wait and see.

Adi.

This is Anna.

Anna, this is Adi, my brother. Dassler junior.

New and improved.

Pleasure. -Please, help yourself.

Who are all these people? -I invited them.

Why?

The banker's here, too. It can't hurt for him to see...

how important we are.

How do you like Anna?

C'mon one dance can't hurt.

May I steal the bride?

OK, here we go!

What do you think?

Unbelievable.

I'm a Soccer God!

Really, unbelievable. You were right, Mr. Dassler.

They say you ran into trouble at your old firm, Mr. Dassler.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I heard they kicked you out.

For not following orders...

...and making unauthorized decisions...

resulting in massive losses. -That's a lie.

They didn't have a clue. I tried to save a sinking ship!

It's nonsense!

Sheer nonsense!

OK, I'm sorry. I didn't tell you the whole truth.

No, you lied.

Give me a break.

You heard him, there were problems.

The problems never stopped.

So I tried to change that...

...but they wouldn't let me.

I'm glad it's over.

They couldn't see my potential, and now they're sorry.

I asked you, and you didn't say a word.

I would have left anyway. Should have a long time ago.

You and me, we'll be a success.

The bank won't give us that loan.

Screw them.

We'll start small.

We'll take them. -Excellent choice.

Gentlemen, thank you for your attention...

Morning, Alois.

Again?

C'mon, Alois...

I'm a packer, I'm heading straight there.

Dassler?

Want to join us?

Think about it.

Should we really be hiring in times like these?

That's just it.

Everybody's firing - we're hiring.

But I'd really like to improve the shoe. -Common, they're fine...

I sold 273 pairs, we're just getting started!

Or should we stick with them?

They're also hiring, while everyone's firing...

The material is too stiff.

Any softer and the spikes won't hold.

We need to reinforce the front part.

Adi it won't work, with all due respect.

With extra work like that, we can't meet Rudi's numbers.

What numbers?

Turnover.

I don't care about turnover.

We can't do bad work because of some kind of turnover.

I can't believe it.

People are returning the shoes...

...because they're coming apart.

Lunch!

Already?

That's my tire.

You can have it back. Just took a small piece.

Another call-back. -Why?

We've talked about this.

Our shoes are the best.

Too good. -Athletes love them.

The last Olympics... -The shoes have to last for years...

not just one race!

Your first models went well but...

...the new ones won't hold.

This can't go on.

Adi, just make us some normal shoes that last.

We can't afford your experiments.

You're so vain and perfectionist you're losing us the regular client.

Stop goofing around!

Aren't you the sneaker-freak?

Is that what they call me?

Adolf Dassler.

Käathe.

Pleasure.

I guess I'll leave the lake to you then.

You're fleeing?

Fleeing...from what?

From the race that's on!

Not bad. -You can say that again.

The last Olympics, we won the Silver over 100m...

...the Bronze in the marathon and the Gold in boxing.

Well, our shoes did.

That's great.

Not good enough. -Really?

With all those medals?

I want only gold.

Perfect fit.

Last one there pays for the ice-cream.

Rudi! Get over here.

I want you to meet someone!

Can't hear you!

Speak up, I can't hear you.

Come over here.

Are you alright?

Are you OK?

No, I married a madman!

They don't tell you how unstable these things are!

Friedl, Rudi - meet Käathe.

Delighted, I'm Rudi, the big Dassler.

And that's my wife Friedl.

Pleasure.

So, we're two of us now.

I can use some female support.

Everything OK? -Sure.

What a hubby, sis'.

Try them on.

Extra, extra!

Hitler the new Chancellor of the Reich!

News from Berlin! Hitler new Reich Chancellor!

Have I told you how beautiful you look today?

No.

You look good, too.

But you know that already...

Come on!

What a sight.

They've even brought sports into line.

I'm not sure it has a lot to do with sports but it's unbelievable.

Call it what you like. As long as they wear our shoes!

Where were you guys?

Waitzer is waiting.

Mr. Reichscoach, sir.

May I introduce Rudolf and Adolf Dassler.

The sneaker makers. -As if I didn't know...

Heil Hitler.

I've been wearing your shoes for years.

Ladies...

I wish I'd had a pair back at the 1912 Olympics.

Glad to hear it. My brother and I hope to do a lot for German sports.

Good to know. We expect no less.

We are prepared and...

will deliver on our promise. -Nice to know.

Mr. Reichscoach, sir. -Excuse me.

OK. I'm counting on you.

Which promise?

Gerber said he'd help us...

with what I've always dreamed of.

Gerber, of all people.

Why not? We just need to show what we've got in us.

Are you alright, Friedl?

I sometimes wish our husbands weren't quite so successful.

What do you mean?

They don't deserve it? -Of course they do.

Nobody deserves it more.

It's just that Adi and I don't see much of each other.

At least Adi's at home in the factory.

Rudi is always traveling and gone overnight.

You could work for the company. That way you'd get to see him more.

Hello.

Good morning.

Come in.

Good morning. -Hello.

Käathe, how can I help you?

Adi isn't here?

He wanted to be here on my first day.

Your first day? -Yes.

With us? The Dassler Brothers Shoe Factory?

He didn't tell you?

No.

You could've have asked me, Adi.

Why? Käathe's capable. -Well, in that case...

Erika will get you settled. First, you have to see this...

Surely, you remember our appointment at the bank.

Yes, the bank...

Rudi, I...

...I have a meeting about the new profiles and punch presses.

Delegate it. It's the most important appointment we've ever had.

You know I'm no good at that kind of thing.

I could come along.

You?

Why not?

There's too much at stake!

That's just it.

I can do this.

Good luck!

Be back in a bit.

Where's daddy going with Käathe?

They'll be so surprised!

Adi! -Little guy!

Take the wheel.

Little guy...

We got the loan! -What?

They gave us the loan! -They gave us the damn loan!

We're the greatest!!

You could at least wait ti we're home.

How am I supposed to concentrate?

Friedl!

We got the loan!

They gave us the loan, the entire amount.

You should've seen Käathe, wrapped them around her finger.

Her little one.

We brought Champagne. Come and join us.

Could you go get some glasses?

Push! Don't pull...

Is it the first time you open a bottle?

And who would've thought...

...that our Dassler brothers, after a rocky start 10 years ago,...

...would be the town's biggest employer.

Many may remember how it all began back in the day...

...in Adi's little workshop.

And some of us laughed at them.

You all live up there now? -We're still moving in...

...but it'll be great.

I would find it too crammed. But you all seem to get along.

The house is big enough. We all have our own floor.

Help me welcome our Reichscoach:

Josef Waitzer.

Thank you.

It's all been said, only this much:

It is an honor...

...to open the most important shoe factory of our fatherland.

Following the Coach's example I'll keep it short as well.

I declare the buffet open. Enjoy!

Congratulations, gentlemen. It is a great achievement.

It is only the beginning. -Good thinking.

We hate borders. Our ideas our grand, free, unchained.

Gentlemen, a picture for the papers, please.

Thank you. Now just the brothers.

Thank you.

Very impressive, gentlemen.

I am truly impressed.

I appreciate the private tour. -It's a pleasure.

How many pairs do you make per year?

We're aiming for 200.000 pairs.

200.000! To think it all started in that little workshop...

Impressive.

There's something you might like. -I'm curious.

Maybe the ladies take a step back here.

Why would we?

Men's business.

Step back if you wish.

We built this for test purposes. -Impressive.

Oh, just admit you built it for your own private training sessions.

So you do sports yourself?

It's his real passion.

Which types of sports?

Bit of everything...

Football, running, swimming.

How about a little competition?

Käathe, I don't think that the Reichscoach...

But why not?

I relish any chance to work out.

I don't get to it as much as I'd like.

Hand it over.

Gentlemen, if you please.

1...

...2...

...3...

...4...

...15...

No quitting!

...18...

...19.

My respect.

A true master.

20 years ago, at the Stockholm Olympics, I was in better in shape.

I made reservations at the "Black Eagle" in Nuremberg for later...

the best restaurant in the area. I suggest we take my car.

Sounds great.

To be honest...

...I find that place a bit stiff. -Stiff?

With all that..."Madam" and "Sir".

As it should in a good restaurant.

You seem to have something else in mind.

Well, if you'd like to seize the opportunity for some more exercise...

And we could prepare something for dinner at our place.

We would have some spare gear, Mr. Reichscoach, sir.

Great idea.

Oh, and no more of that "Mr. Reichscoach", please.

At long last, sports is getting its due.

All those years without support.

We'd go to the Olympics...

...like a bunch of stragglers.

All organizations did their own thing. Commons, Socialists, Jews...

Cooptation changed all that. One federation only but...

all the more powerful.

We're leaving the Jewish Federations alone until the Olympics.

After that, it's military ethics only.

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Some coffee? -Yes.

You did really great last night.

Thanks.

I don't think Waitzer is a good idea.

For them sports is nothing but a boot camp...

It's not even sports anymore, it's "Physical Enhancement".

It's always been like that.

Under the emperor, in ancient Greece...

What do we care about politics?

We make sneakers. -Shoes for physical enhancement.

Adi...

Could you maybe make some really small sneakers?

Small? Sure, how small?

About like this?

Who for?

For us.

Käathe...

That's...I don't know what to say.

When?! -You'll need some patience...

Patience is my middle name. -And I won't stop working.

I want to make myself useful for the business.

I love you.

Rudi!

You must hear this first: Käathe is pregnant.

What is it? Aren't you happy for us?

Of course we are happy for you. Congratulations!

Congratulations.

Thanks.

I'm happy for you.

Sit, sit. I'll get a chair.

I need to go.

You want a ride?

No.

Thanks

Just to be clear.

I'm not one of your bimbos.

I know.

Good.

You may think I'm stupid, but I'm not.

I know what's going on between Rudi and you.

What are you talking about? -Stop pretending.

I've had it.

You really are blue eyed.

For years he's been playing you and you don't do a thing.

Now you want to start a war with me?

You called it war, not me.

C'mon, Friedl...

...don't blame others for not sticking up for yourself.

You always knew what kind of a guy he was.

Either you leave him, or you play along...

I admire you. I couldn't deal with it.

What? -Adi.

He lets everyone know your success is his only.

It's always "Adi's shoes"...

He cozies up with all those athletes.

His shoes, his medals, as if he was doing it all alone.

We can't tell people what to think.

In the end, Adi and Käathe will take over the company...

...leaving you empty-handed. If I were you...

Don't stick your nose in things that don't concern you.

No!

What do you mean, "No"?

It's wrong to sell the new model cheap just for turnover.

On the contrary. It should cost more than the competition's.

Adi, your shoes are the best. People need to realize that.

Great you all know exactly how to sell "Adi's shoes".

What Käathe said makes sense, though.

Because it flatters you.

What good is the best shoe if no one knows.

Every pair sold is publicity for us.

I don't have time for this kid's stuff.

I won't have some shoemaker's daughter lecturing me!

Stop meddling with our business. You're a clerk. No more.

Help me with these?

Luz Long. Spoke to him. He'll wear our shoes in the Olympics...

Elfriede Korn too.

Never...

...never again will you talk to my wife like that.

Never again!

Jesse Owens.

I want Jesse Owens, he's the rising star.

We can't put a Negro in our shoes.

Of course we can. He's the best. -That would threatens our business...

...with the National Socialists. We support the Germans .

I don't care about the Nazis. It's about the best athletes.

Negro or not, I don't give a shit. I want Owens!

It's not about what you want!

Not this time!

What do you mean, "not this time"?

All I ever think about is what you want.

Tinkering with your shoes day-in, day-out,

...and telling everyone our success is thanks to you only!

I meet with German athletes and German coaches!

'Owens pulls ahead. The Negro's animal force...

cannot be matched. His paws clutch his fourth Gold.

What's this?

Telegram from Waitzer. He congratulates you.

He's furious at you...

and the Nazis at him for not preventing it.

Armin, downstairs.

...Goebbels emphasizing the German medalists' superiority...

They probably didn't even notice he won in Dassler shoes.

How naive can you be?!

It'll spread like a wildfire that a Negro won in our shoes.

Ours, not yours, although you don't agree.

Stop patronizing me!

They are my shoes. I created them...

with my own hands.

And you're the center of the world.

I worked my ass off to boost our sales to 200.000.

I don't hide in my workshop...

chafing off ounces of leather. I go out and sell them!

200.000 pairs, Adi!

Not a single one for that Negro.

200.000 pairs...

of my shoes.

Don't ever go behind my back again.

All recruits present? -No. Eight more to come.

'Tonight, Poland attacked us on our own soil...

with their official armed forces.

We've been returning fire since 5:45am.

The war is here.

'From now on, we repay bombs with bombs.'

Total shutdown.

They want to shut down the entire factory.

Impossible.

We'll go to the ministry and clear it up.

To Waitzer?

Waitzer can't help us. They fired him.

We're all so thankful to you, for winning all those medals.

There's nothing I can do.

But why the shutdown?

Like no one needs sneakers anymore?

We're at war.

Exactly.

Recruits need training...

Recruit training...

is non of your business.

Of course. I apologize.

You were on close terms with Waitzer, but times have changed.

You're either with us, or you're out.

There are other shoemakers around...

who don't help some Negro make us look bad on the world stage.

You even made billboards featuring him.

The purpose of sports is to further the Arian race, nothing else.

If you're not with us, you're out. Like the Jews.

Have I made myself clear?

We've worked with the Party for years.

All the things we developed together to our mutual benefit.

What you need we'll produce.

Rocket launchers.

I beg you, don't destroy our company.

After the war, we'll want to break records again.

Together.

The war won't take long, of course.

Still, we need all hands for strategic production.

6000 pairs per month, no more.

If they shut us down, they'll send our men to the front.

That's what 6000 pairs means for us anyway.

Welcome to "strategic production": military boots.

Screw him.

This isn't about you!

If we start making any old crap we might as well...

close down. We do sneakers - better than anyone.

Did you hear him? They'll send us to Dachau!

This isn't about being the best anymore. It's about survival.

So it is about being the best.

How is it coming along?

Done. Just some problems with the sole.

Get used to it.

Good work. Give them a final polish and bring them up.

They go to the ministry first thing.

Once they greenlight us we restructure production.

I make the decisions around here!

Exactly! -But I don't want to.

Hey, leave her alone.

Get lost!

Stop playing hard to get.

Sure, I'll get lost.

With her!

I said take a hike.

Oh!

You just made a big mistake.

We'll see.

Karl.

The boss wants to see you.

Adolf?

Rudolf.

I'm sorry Karl but I have to let you go.

I'm fired?

The Party kicked you out. I have no choice.

Rudi, your brother said...

Whatever he said is irrelevant.

What is it?

I wanted to ask you that.

You know we can't keep him on board anymore.

Of course we can.

We decide who works for us, not the Party.

No, I do. Personnel is my department.

Rudi... -It's all hanging by a thread.

You said yourself it's about the people.

Karl was our very first employee.

And now he's putting everyone at risk. -By showing conscience and courage.

Oh stop it.

You just hired that woman and her father...

I kept him away from the front. -He's a communist.

They're giving us a pitiful 6000, one wrong move and it's over!

I won't let them shut us down.

If they want to shut us down, they will.

I won't let you destroy us.

And I won't lose my men to the front.

Karl, get to work.

Get to work!

Production is my department.

A package came for you.

"...boots meet neither our technical nor quality standards."

DRAFT NOTICE

They're only kids!

They can't send kids to war!

I just don't get it!

Adi?

We can't let the boys go to the front.

You have to hire them.

They're your nephews.

I know that.

Please, Adi.

We need to protect the boys. -They meet the draft requirements!

What's the matter with you? They're family.

That'll be over...

as soon you get your marching orders, too. we can shut down.

DRAFT NOTICE

I've been deferred.

What?

They gave me an 'indispensable' rating.

Why are you indispensable, and not me?

Hell if I know...

Did you make that happen?

That's absurd.

Yes, they've deferred me.

Maybe they'd rather keep someone who can make shoes...

...than someone who only sells them!

You've been clear about that for years. And now you can finally...

sideline me for good.

You think I'd do that?

Your nephews you'd save, but not your own brother.

I'll file for a shut-down, so you can't hide behind the firm.

Then it's off to the front for you, too, Adi.

Take care of yourself.

Be careful.

Look out for yourself. And for your brother.

Take care of yourself, and of your mother as well.

Promise?

Mr. Dassler...

Look, this stuff is ruining all the machines!

All because of the damn war!

Karl!

We've made a choice and we have to stick with it.

That's sabotage!

Alarm!

Lights off!

Everybody out.

Adi!

C'mon.

Dad...

So you got away?

You're just in time.

You couldn't just hide all the sheet metal?

You think they wouldn't have found out?

It was a present...

Owens won all his medals in my husband's shoes.

What about us?

Watch out.

Careful.

In that corner, please.

Careful.

Not so fast.

Set it down.

The kids sleep with us.

Let's keep going. In the middle.

In the middle.

We'll sleep here, on the window side.

Sit up, Inge.

You took care of everyone.

Karl, the nephews, Inge. But not your brother.

You were in captivity. -You could have written.

One single letter, dammit.

Just one.

About turning the company into an arms factory for instance.

That wasn't me. -That's right.

You were never anything.

We need to talk about the future.

Not now.

Let's just leave everything the way it is, OK?

Käathe and Adi do as they like while they take Friedl, the kids and me away.

Or I just go back east where I'm sure to catch a bullet.

I risked my life every damn... -No one says it wasn't hell for you.

While you were here, making yourself indispensable.

You made yourself expendable.

Making those useless boots behind my back.

Why would they let a guy like that stay?

Why weren't you drafted?

Why weren't you... -Stop it!

Explain it to me now! -STOP IT!

You were a party member in Herzogenaurach.

We have testimonies that you asked your employees...

...to be loyal to the party.

That's a lie.

Mr. Dassler. Even someone very close to you denounced you as a Nazi.

Who?

My brother, that bastard.

He wants to get rid of me to take over our company.

Why isn't he in custody?

This is about you right now. -But he's the Nazi. Always obsessed...

...with winning and greatness at all costs.

I was in charge of personnel.

I employed communists, protected workers that were against the Nazis.

Foreign athletes competed with our shoes at the Olympics.

Above all Jesse Owens, who won his medals in our shoes.

Against all party lines. And what did my brother do?

As soon as I was gone, he started making rocket launchers.

And used prisoners of war as forced laborers.

We'll just take out the lining...

There you are. -What's up?

Look! -What is it?

We have material!

Käathe talked to the Americans.

They need sports gear and the colonel wants us to make it.

Sneakers, balls, baseball gloves. -How do we make baseball gloves?

No idea, we'll find out.

Get me a dozen people and we'll get to work!

I can no longer permit you to run your company.

But we're working for you now.

As long as you're status isn't cleared...

...you can't be in a managerial position.

We've heard you tried to protect employees, but...

But?

Apparently, your brother made those decisions.

My brother? -Wasn't he in charge of personnel?

And you used prisoners of war as forced laborers.

Because our workers were drafted.

We always treated them well.

Show me one who claims the opposite.

Still, you violated international law.

Your brother accuses you and you him.

OK then.

Apparently, neither of you was involved in war crimes.

In this respect, you're acquitted.

My orders are to detain only...

...potentially dangerous Nazis.

So I will let you both go.

Rudi?

Nothing for me.

You could at least sit with me.

You denounced me, that means war!

Who denounced who?

You told the Americans I was a Nazi. -I did what?

That's bullshit.

All your friends were party bonzos. -Kids, go play. Go!

Let's listen...

Those were all your friends. Waitzer, Gerber...

My friend Gerber...

You were happy to accept his help.

Rudi's right. You used his contacts just as much.

My husband tried to save lives while you sent your family to war!

I sent nobody to war.

If they'd ever found out about our "indispensables" charade...

...it would have been the end of us.

I tried to save the company and the employees....

...while you hid behind your shoes.

There would have been no company...

without my shoes.

You can't even make a proper pair of boots.

Shut up, Käathe!

I told you they were using you, she only thinks of herself!

That's bullshit. You were against me from the start.

I've been against you since you destroyed my marriage.

Your marriage? That didn't take me.

You think I'm blind?

You came on to him from day one.

One brother wasn't enough.

Absurd...

Are you out of your mind?

I know what I know.

Oh...

And that is?

Horst is Rudi's son.

Tell me that isn't true.

Of course not!

Adi, of course not. Horst...

Rudi, say something!

Adi!

You can't just leave this hanging in the air....

...just to get back at your brother.

Tell the truth!

Who cares about the truth anymore?

I can't believe this.

Horst!

Adi!

Adi, it's not true.

Please believe me, it's not true.

I know who I married.

Horst!

My boy, where were you?

On the football pitch...

Don't believe what they said. It's not true.

Listen to your heart.

It will tell you who your father is.

You'll like summer camp.

And you're back in 6 weeks already.

Dad, Mom says it isn't true. -Don't worry, Horst.

That's not what this is about, OK?

I'll take care of it.

Bye bye, big guy.

Be careful, OK?

Thank you for coming.

The Dassler Brothers Shoe Factory is disbanding.

We are sorry, but the breach of trust between my brother and...

...myself is beyond repair, so we will go our separate ways.

As of today, there will be two distinct companies...

completely independent of each other.

Of course the decision will be yours, not ours...

who you'll work for in the future.

whether to join Adolf Dassler, or me.

There will be no negative consequences whatsoever, whatever you decide.

Thank you.

What are we supposed to do?

Come and see, everyone!

DASSLER BROTHERS SPLIT UP

Hey! That one stays.

No way, the boss said it goes with us.

No way... Here...

Those over there are yours. Thought you were good with numbers...

I'll show you good with numbers:

We have 4 punch presses, you have 6. So we're taking this one.

Yeah, but yours are the new models. So it stays.

We're way behind on production. Orders are OK, but not enough manpower.

But one third of the work force chose us.

But they're all salesmen.

We don't have enough production staff.

What can I do without trained workers?

It can't be that hard to find some unemployed shoemakers!

Problems. -Yes?

Production is up and running, but we can't get rid of the shoes.

Rudi took all the customer contacts.

Then we'll rebuild the sales division from scratch.

Good thing we have a sales expert in the firm.

An expert?

I know shit about sales.

You will by tomorrow.

I want to help .

You've got to believe me.

I do, Käathe...

I do.

Albert, how are the cleats? -They're good.

Let's see.

Snug as a bug.

Write that down.

They say the ones without the seams on the heel give them problems.

But the rest is fine.

What about the competition? -Way behind.

They slip and slide and no feel for the ball, either.

Those aren't ours...

No. Your brother's.

He puts a white stripe on them.

Hans!

Perfect.

Yep.

Rudi went into production Monday.

He did not. -Yes, he did.

Why didn't we, Adi?

It's your idea.

I wanted it to be perfect...

before going into production.

Almost all top players play on 'Pumas'.

When they jump on those cleats we lose all the clubs!

No, no.

They stole our idea.

We sue them.

They'll be off the market soon.

This just came in.

Puma is suing us. About the cleats.

Where to? -To Strasser's Club first.

What do they want here?

You can't be serious.

Because it's a Puma bar?

Where's the problem?

And drink with patent pinchers? No way!

Say that again!

Hands off!

And don't come back!

Beat it!

Boss!

Red alert.

Herberger, the national coach.

Karl, I know who Herberger is. What is it?

He's meeting with Puma.

When?

Today.

What does he want from Puma? -What do you think?

If Rudi gets the national team, then... -He won't.

His contacts already got him all the top teams in the league.

Then go work for him!

Sorry, I was just making a point...

He won't get the national team.

Where are we going?

Looks like he wasn't in the train.

You're saying since most of your players play Pumas in their clubs...

why not in the national team?

Exactly.

I don't suspect you have a budget.

What do you have in mind?

1000.

You come here, asking for a pallet of my shoes plus 1000 Marks.

Per month. -Per month...

We're the national team.

Mr. Herberger, I work with the clubs.

They're on the pitch every Saturday, cheered on by thousands...

as goals are scored in my shoes. Again and again.

Why should I burn money so you can travel to a tournament...

where you usually don't even make it to the next round...

taking a beating from real teams like Uruguay, Hungary or England.

We have outstanding players. -...who need an outstanding coach.

Even before the war, you never won. Nor after. Under you, we've always lost.

If you don't believe we can be world champion...

I've come to the wrong place.

Maybe.

What now?

Mr. Dassler.

I'm glad you came here.

To be honest, I come from your brother's.

He gave me the brush-off.

He gives the national coach the brush-off? Why?

I'll be blunt.

I need shoes for the entire team, an equipment manager and...

...1000 Marks per month.

Extra, extra! Germany in the World Cup Final!

Look at that Herberger! The scoundrel, brilliant.

Takes us to the final, the fox.

But against Hungary. -So?

So what? There's a chance to be world champion...

too bad it's not in our shoes.

It's all over the papers. The shoes with the three stripes, too.

It could've been us but...

If I'd given the coach the money he asked for...

I'd have had to fire three workers.

Three...

Can't it just rain, please?

Fritz, your new cleats, and rain. That'd be a dream come true.

That would be our chance...

Nothing we can do. Bone dry.

So, we stick with the plan.

The short cleats.

Mr. Herberger, what are your hopes for the game?

Goals! For us of course...

And rain, we like our rain, more than the Hungarians.

What shape is the team in?

OK guys.

Today's the day.

Today you show them what you've got.

We all know Hungary hasn't lost a game.

Not one in the last four years.

And that's our edge.

We're not even on their list. They're in for a surprise.

Rain?

Rain. Here it is, your chance.

OK, Adi.

Put on the long cleats!

"Germany in the World Cup Final, what a miracle.

Albrecht comes over the right wing. Passes to Rahn, who gives it to Ottmar...

...to Morlock, they're on the attack.

Schäafer with the cross, header, there's the save. Rahn from the back...

..Rahn shoots, scores! Goal, goal, goal!

Goal, goal, goal!

It's over.

The game is over. Germany is World Champion!!!"

"Well done, little guy."

The Dassler brothers Adolf and Rudolf never reunited.

Their sons expanded the two companies into the largest...

...manufacturers of sports gear in the world.

To this, day, both are based in Herzogenaurach...

where it all began almost 100 years ago.