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- Over there. - Over here?

- Yes, sir.

- Get moving!

Leave the vehicles!

- Yes, sir.

- Colonel Claus von Stauffenberg.

Attention!

Take aim!

- Long live our sacred Germany.

- Fire!

- Has it started yet? - Hurry up.

- Suite 19.

We're a little bit late, but perhaps we might be-

- Shh!

The Fuhrer is in there.

We can't interrupt him.

Wait till the intermission.

- Oh, please.

It just started.

The music's loud enough.

- Make an allowance, for the Fuhrer, if you will,

for his officer who thinks Wagner is simply exquisite.

- But be quiet. - Ja.

- And stay behind the curtain.

- Yes. - Don't go to your seats

until intermission.

- Thank you.

- There he is.

- Just look at his eyes.

He's entranced.

- He loves the music.

- And he loves the army.

- So do I.

- I would think that bodes very well for our future.

Will you marry me?

What?

- Shh!

Not so loud.

I want us to get married.

- Are you crazy?

- Would I ask you this if I wasn't?

- Stay down!

- Dear Nina,

we've advanced quite far in the last two days

that Poland is now all around us,

a desolate land, full of sand and dust.

What a riff-raff the population is,

many Jews and mixed races.

A nation that likes to live under oppression.

Poverty and slovenliness everywhere.

The prisoners will help to build up our farms.

Marching into Russia wasn't going to be very easy.

We all knew that.

- It's more about genocide than about the war.

- Oh, Henning, so dramatic.

- Things are occurring, Claus,

right behind the front lines.

Things you couldn't conceive.

High Command will have their doubts when you tell them.

Polja, tell him what you saw.

- No.

- She showed up on my doorstep one night, totally confused.

Give this letter to High Command.

It'll get to Berlin faster.

- Right.

- I must go now.

There they come.

They're here.

Kids.

Many kids.

Man.

Old man can't walk.

He tries to go.

Watch it.

Go! Go!

March.

Go, you bloody Jew.

Stop!

Take off your clothes!

"Stop.

Undress now," said the soldier.

Please!

Please, I-

Pretty woman, old man.

Everyone crying.

Child.

A tiny child.

So small.

So very small.

So much sadness, bloodshed, crying.

My, my, my little one.

Always crying.

Help us.

Please, can you?

Please.

It's going to...

Please don't.

Why would you?

Please, sir.

The child.

Please.

He's just a boy. He's my son, my only child.

Please.

- In her village, in Krupka, it's not far,

a German unit rounded up civilians at random,

children, old people, anyone.

They shot them in the head.

900 were dead.

Nearly everyone.

These were her parents and her siblings.

There are other villages.

I've received reports of over 30,000 executions

just here alone.

It's inconceivable.

Claus, they're human beings like us.

I can't tolerate this racial hatred.

- They thought we would free them.

I can still hear their cheers.

- There's only one solution.

Hitler must die.

- Now?

In the middle of the war?

What about the oath we took?

- Tell me how many times do you think he has broken it!

We have to act.

- Dear Nina,

There are days that are branded in our memories forever.

Moments when we suddenly question everything

we think and everything we do.

I've never questioned my work and my life more

than I do now.

- That bastard Hitler.

That son of a bitch.

Why doesn't that goddamn bastard go to hell?

- He's drunk.

He doesn't know what he's saying.

- Hundreds of thousands of them.

He's letting them all die in that goddamn Stalingrad.

And he doesn't even care.

He's not even interested.

- General Fellgiebel, pull yourself together!

He's the Head of Intelligence, too.

- You shouldn't be so vocal like that, General.

- I'm going to explode!

I must let it out!

He's just so selfish, that unscrupulous swine.

- General--

- He doesn't give a shit about his people!

- That's enough.

Can you give me a hand?

- Of course.

- Who are you?

- Stauffenberg.

You are right.

The Russian campaign is a shameful disaster,

and merciless.

- Fellgiebel.

I tell you, Stauffenberg,

if you only knew the things that we know.

- Could you discuss this elsewhere?

- Come on.

Dear Nina, I see our fatherland plummeting

into a deep abyss,

but I'm powerless to do anything about it.

My work here is pointless.

I will request a transfer to the African front.

That's all I can do.

Where did you come from?

- Lieutenant Farber.

I was to report to you,

to take over a unit, Lieutenant Colonel.

- Stauffenberg.

Don't tell me you're a Swabian.

- Yes, sir.

You as well?

- Yes, from Lautlingen. And you?

- From Boblingen.

- Imagine that.

Go on, sit down.

So you want to lead one of my units?

- Ja.

That is why I'm here.

- We won't be the so-called big heroes, Farber.

Our Africa adventure is done.

- Bomber! Incoming!

- Move! Get out of here!

Farber?

Farber!

For God's sake.

We Swabians have to stick together.

Say something.

You can do it.

Just keep on breathing. Don't give up now.

Inhale! Inhale!

Do it.

Farber. Inhale!

Don't you die on me!

Why the hell didn't you listen to me?

Look at this.

Look at this!

- Keep them moving!

- I'm driving out to the new front now.

- Very well.

I'll wait here

until I see the battalion has made it through.

- All right.

You realize we should have left yesterday.

- It was orders.

Came from above.

- Go ahead, drive.

- Lieutenant Colonel!

- What do you see?

- A doctor.

What place is this?

- A military clinic in Munich.

We were only able to save one eye.

- Only one?

- You're lucky to be alive.

It didn't look like you were going to make it.

They'd already given up on you in Africa.

- Hello, Claus.

- Nina.

- What have they done to you?

- To the blind, the one-eyed guy is king.

I can't even wipe away your tears.

- You've...

Your hand was hurt bad.

They had to amputate it in Tunis.

- And my ring?

- Both were disposed of.

Your hand and ring.

- I must eliminate that man.

I should have done it long ago.

- You need to get well.

That's it.

- It will be easier to type with my gloves off.

All right, Henning?

- No.

No fingerprints on the paper.

- It's for your own safety, Margarethe.

- Okay, let's start.

First, the Fuhrer Adolf Hitler is dead.

A ruthless band of--

- What?

That can't be.

- The Fuhrer Adolf Hitler is dead.

- You can't really get away with that.

- Believe me. We don't have a choice.

- When this comes out, he will be dead.

- My God.

- Are you afraid?

- My hands are just trembling.

- Margarethe, you promised to help us, didn't you?

- I am helping you.

All right, then.

First sentence.

The Fuhrer Adolf Hitler is dead.

- Exclamation mark.

- A ruthless band of inexperienced party leaders

have taken advantage of this situation

and stabbed our troops at the front in the back.

- Ja, but that's not true.

- Write it.

They can't know who's really behind this.

- In this hour of danger,

the regime will take any action

that is necessary

to maintaining order.

SS.

- And the papers?

- Too late.

- Get out and follow me!

- Yes, sir!

- Draw your weapons and prepare to shoot!

- Who's that woman?

- Do you live here?

- I'd know if she did.

- What kind of answer is that?

- It's all right.

I'm Colonel von Tresckow.

This is Colonel von Stauffenberg.

- Good.

Go on, then.

Follow me!

Shoot anyone if they try to escape!

Surround the house and guard all the exits!

- That was a close call.

- Keep an eye on the windows in the cellar!

- The children want to say good night.

- Who's first up?

- Good night, Papa.

- Sleep well, little Valerie.

Good night.

- Okay if I- - No.

Next time.

- Go on.

- Good night, Papa. - Good night, Papa.

- And Heil Hitler.

- Where did you learn that?

- From Grandma.

- You know my mother.

- May God protect you.

Now off to bed with you.

Good night, big guy.

Come here.

Hugs mean a lot, even to men.

Sleep well.

- What's the gun for?

- Just to be safe.

These papers have to be burned.

They can't get in the wrong hands.

- Anything else?

- You are angry?

- When do you leave?

- It's scheduled for 12:10.

- It'll be on time.

Germans are punctual, even in war.

- You embellish. - Perhaps.

Maybe I just have a lot to think about now.

- Like what?

- Try to guess why.

- I can't say any more than that, Nina.

It's classified.

- Any more?

You haven't told me anything, Claus.

All you do is beat around the bush,

and I don't know why.

You must have an idea of what you're doing, Claus,

but must I be in the dark?

Don't you trust me anymore?

- This isn't about trust.

I don't want you hurt.

- So you play the hero.

- I just want the war to be over.

- Do you ever think of me

and your children?

- All the time.

- Can you understand that we don't want to lose you?

You're my husband.

You're married to me, not to the Reich.

- I'm doing this for us.

- For us? No.

It's all about duty, honor, and morals.

I'm sick of all that.

You've changed, Claus.

I look at you and tell myself, it's not my husband.

You're as much a fanatic as all the others.

Whether it's for duty to God or simply hatred,

fanatics are fanatics, aren't they?

You always seemed so much different from the other men.

But you're the same.

Just like them.

- We have to do this, Nina,

for our country.

- Do one more thing for me, Claus.

Just for me.

Please come home.

- I will.

- Swear it.

Give me your hand.

- I swear I'll do my best, Nina.

- That is not enough.

- I can't promise more.

- Then go on to Berlin

and do whatever you need to do.

- You're asking the impossible from me.

- Ja.

And so are you.

- This is our goodbye?

- That's the way you want it.

- No, I don't.

- Take care of yourself.

- Sorry.

I'm, uh, in the wrong compartment.

- Colonel, if you would.

- Could you please call my wife again, Alix?

- Right away, Colonel.

- Colonel, General Fromm would like to see you.

- In a minute.

I'm waiting for a telephone call.

- Yes, sir.

- Hello.

This is Alix von Winterfeld.

I'd like to speak to the Colonel's wife.

Yes, I'll tell him.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

- Well?

- Your wife went off to a visit in the country,

according to her mother, anyway,

and she cannot be reached now.

- Come in.

Would you like a cognac?

- It's a bit early.

- Our commander-in-chief wants us

to deliver a lecture on barrage divisions.

I have no idea where to track that down.

You'll come up with something.

I, uh, won't be able to come.

I have a hectic schedule,

and the truth is I don't feel like it.

Oh, not that again.

It's scheduled for the 20th, the day after tomorrow.

July 20th.

And now let's go down to the cellar.

Heil Hitler.

- Colonel.

Excuse me.

Coming down with us, sir?

- No.

It's Stauffenberg.

Moving forward with Tristan and Isolde tomorrow.

See you there?

- Good evening.

- Any chance we can get British support, Adam?

- They want Germany to surrender unconditionally.

That's all.

- On top of that, they consider us all traitors.

- Good.

We'll do it without them.

- And how about Hitler's enemies?

Is there any help from them?

- So you've decided to do it?

- We must do it, and right now.

I'm willing to risk it all to make it happen,

but I need all of your support on this,

regardless of the consequences.

Most of the important military circles are in on this.

If it goes smoothly in Berlin, they'll all join in the mix.

- What if something goes wrong?

- It can't go wrong, Peter.

- The chances are 50-50.

- That's true.

Expecting someone, Berthold?

- No.

- This way.

- Margarethe.

What's wrong, dear?

- I ran here as fast as I could.

A car was following me.

I thought it could be Gestapo,

but it wasn't, thank God.

- This is Margarethe von Oven.

She worked as secretary for Tresckow.

She's one of us.

Come on, sit down.

- No.

In Berlin, some are saying

the Fuhrer's headquarters will be destroyed

sometime this week.

- Who said it?

- I don't know.

A rumor.

- Then we've got to act now.

- Another thing.

Tresckow's stuck at the eastern front.

He's unhappy and sorry that he cannot be here,

but he wanted me to tell you something.

He insisted.

Make sure that you kill him.

You cannot miss.

- I totally agree.

- Should anything go wrong, we must proceed

with a plan for a coup d'état.

Capitalizing from it is not enough.

We have to prove to the world that we have dared to do it,

that we all had risked our lives.

Those were his words.

- You've got to leave Berlin right away.

We have to go tonight.

- No.

I need to be here.

- Margarethe, listen.

- Goddamn bag.

Colonel.

Colonel!

Time to get up.

It's five o'clock, boss.

- Ja, thank you.

Coming.

Don't forget my briefcase, Schweizer.

- I already tripped over it.

- That'll be fine, Schweizer.

Just put in a couple of fresh shirts.

- I'll get them.

It's going to be hot again today.

Oh, another one.

How many have you broken, huh?

Good morning, Mr. Berthold.

- Morning.

- Here's the briefcase and the shirts.

We're going to have to get some gas for the car.

We must get to the airport on time.

- Thank you.

British explosives.

Our fate is in God's hands today.

- Yes, but I don't understand

why you're the only one who can carry out this mission.

We need you here in Berlin.

- No one else wanted to get their hands bloodied.

- Sir, this is it.

First Lieutenant Haeften's already here.

- Good morning, gentlemen.

- Good morning, Werner.

- The plane won't be on time.

- What's wrong?

- Apparently, the fog. It's too thick.

- When are we leaving?

- About an hour, I guess.

- Colonel, do you want me to load your bag on for you?

- Yes, go ahead, Schweizer.

Be careful with it.

- Is that the bag with the--

- Ja.

- Your documents are in here.

- Thank you.

- How long will it take to Rastenburg?

- Two hours, with the wind.

Is there a chance

I won't see you again?

- Yes, there's a chance.

At worst case.

- I want you to know

that I have great respect for you, Claus,

for your courage.

- I want you to please call Nina.

Tell her,

tell her that I love her.

Just leave it at that.

Give me the one with my papers, Werner.

- Do you think it could accidentally detonate?

- Dear Nina.

- Heil Hitler. - Heil Hitler.

- Cadet Kretz.

I'll take you to the Wolfsschanze.

- Don't let it out of your sight.

- I won't.

I organized your entire lecture according to the subject matter.

- Ja. Good.

- Heil Hitler.

- See you at 12 at Keitel's barracks.

The meeting is scheduled for one p.m.

- Mmm.

I will be there on time.

- Ever been to the Fuhrer's HQ?

- Five days ago.

- I agree completely.

- Breakfast? - And we need to take action

as soon as possible.

- I don't have any problem with Jews.

Why would I?

I don't know any.

- Colonel Stauffenberg.

- Heil Hitler.

What's your opinion?

Good morning, gentlemen.

- Good morning. - Excellent answer.

- I'm worried about the Russians.

- Ja, since they're at our doorstep.

- Why don't you tell that to the Fuhrer?

- It won't do any good.

The Fuhrer already knows.

I assume you haven't had breakfast.

Breakfast for the Colonel.

And make it quick. - Yes, sir.

- Thank you, Mollendorf, but I'm not hungry.

- I'm afraid we won't be getting lunch later,

so you better eat up. - Here you go, sir.

- So how are things in Berlin?

- Half of it's rubble.

- They say that during the last air raid

Willy Fritsch lost control,

had a nervous breakdown.

Well, at least we got a beautiful summer.

- The mosquitoes are a real plague.

- Even more than the Jews?

- I wish you wouldn't bore us again

with that topic, Thadden.

- Go on. I'll be right with you.

- Sorry, Stauffenberg,

but General Buhle's waiting for us.

- Mollendorf.

- Heil Hitler.

- My aide, Von Haeften.

General Buhle, General von Thadden,

Lieutenant Colonel--

- Lechler.

- Am I too early? - Ja.

We're on our way to see Keitel.

- Can Haeften wait for me somewhere?

- Lechler?

- Yes, in the guest room.

- Come in.

- John, can you take Colonel Stauffenberg's aide

to the guest room?

- Yes, certainly.

- I must be honest with you here, Field Marshal.

Just that when it comes to troops,

we don't have many available, I'm afraid.

I don't have more than 15 divisions to block the Russians,

other than women and children.

We can't even replenish our losses, I'm afraid.

In fact--

- My dear Stauffenberg,

I appreciate you concerns,

but you can't talk like that

when you're in the Fuhrer's presence.

And don't mention any losses, either.

Don't rattle the nerves of the poor man.

Keitel speaking.

Yes, I know.

We should go right now.

- This soon?

- Yes, we pushed the meeting half an hour up earlier today.

Didn't anyone tell you that?

- No.

No, they didn't.

How much time do we have?

- 10 minutes.

No rush.

And don't forget my words.

This isn't just any war, Stauffenberg.

- I need to change my shirt.

Is there somewhere I can do that?

- You can use my bedroom, if that will be all right.

- Thank you.

- Here you go.

If you need any help--

- No, thank you.

Just my aide. That's enough.

You don't have to wait for me. I'll join you.

- Of course we'll wait. Don't worry.

We'll be fine.

- We'll never make it.

Never mind the shirt.

I don't change.

Where are the fuses?

- Which ones? - 15 minutes.

Take both.

It'll be safer.

Both fuses, Werner.

I need the pliers quick.

- Here.

- If the wire cracks, it's all over.

Tell me if you see any acid in it.

- No, it's all out.

- Good.

The next one.

What is it?

- Sorry, but General Fellgiebel is on the phone.

He wants to speak to you.

- I'll call him back.

Is that all?

- Major John's waiting.

- We'll be right out. Ja.

That guy's a hopeless case.

Hurry and check it.

Then put it in the bag.

- How about this one?

- One is plenty.

You keep the other one.

- Stauffenberg, what's going on?

- I'll be right out.

Hurry up.

- God protect you.

- All of us.

- Sorry, gentlemen.

Without a hand, it's quite difficult.

- Keitel already left.

He was afraid to be late.

- What are you doing?

- Assist you.

- My arm works.

- Gentlemen, we won't be joining you.

- Peculiar guy, huh?

- Bad news from the fronts every day, so it seems.

From the west and the east.

I don't know why we don't tell the Fuhrer the truth.

He should be fully informed.

I don't agree with Keitel.

We should tell him all of it.

- Thank you.

- Yes, that's a possibility.

- Heusinger's already giving his speech.

We're a bit late.

- Nonetheless,

we'll hold our positions in that area.

The commander of the Northern Army Troops.

The problem is that the Central Army

practically no longer exists.

I wonder what kind of solution--

- Would it be all right if I sat close to the Fuhrer?

I want to make sure that I don't miss anything.

Problems with my hearing.

- Yes, of course.

- According to the latest information

we've received, the Northern Troops form an arc

that extends all the way to Ostrow.

- My Fuhrer, Colonel Stauffenberg.

- The colonel is head of staff for General Fromm.

He will inform you about the activation of troops.

- Heil, my Fuhrer.

- If the Russians break through our central lines,

let's say right here,

which currently consist of 15 divisions,

then they would certainly cut off our troops to the north,

and we would have no way to resupply them as needed.

It would be hopeless.

- I will not retreat under any circumstances.

Let me see.

Here.

If we attack--

- I need to make a phone call.

- We'll encircle the Russians

and not the other way around.

There will be no retreat.

I suggest we pull back our northern troops to Duna.

That way we'd strengthen our central forces.

- Adam, please put Colonel Stauffenberg

through to General Fellgiebel right away.

- Yes, sir.

- Go ahead. - Thank you.

- General?

You have a call from Colonel Stauffenberg.

Very well.

You can use the phone in the next room.

- The meeting's over? - No.

I'll be right back.

- I don't care. Yes, I'll hold.

- You wanted to see me, General?

- Ja.

But not here.

Well?

How are your fortifications to the east?

- Everything's just as planned.

- There is a problem finding a car.

Apparently, they--

- No need to panic.

That happens often.

An animal probably stepped on a mine.

Not much left of him after that, I bet.

Anyway, your car happens to be on its way.

- But I saw the car out out front waiting for me.

- Huh?

Well, then, I guess you have two cars.

One more thing.

The commander's expecting to meet you for lunch today.

- Thank you. - Heil Hitler.

- I must inform Berlin immediately, General.

Then tell them everything that has happened.

After that, cut off all lines of communication.

- Are we sure he's--

- Ja.

- I'll take you to the airport.

- Come on, let's go. We're in a hurry.

- I would like to tell you--

- Don't worry about me. Just drive!

You hear me? Drive!

- Yes, sir.

- Medic! - Help me!

- We need a stretcher!

Move!

- This way! Hurry, medic!

- Where is that woman?

- Over here!

Drive, please!

- Very quickly, through here!

- The Fuhrer!

- Careful.

Hold the ambulances!

- Who could have done this?

- There are others inside!

- Colonel Stauffenberg going to the airport.

- Sorry, Colonel.

There was an explosion

near the Fuhrer's restricted compound.

- I know.

But hurry anyway. We're in a rush.

The Fuhrer's orders.

- Go ahead.

- We need another one. - Pick up the pace, men.

- Stop!

- Over here, I need more over here.

- Sorry, we cannot let you pass. Red alert's been given.

- Yes, I know, but I must get to the airport.

- I've been told to not let anyone through.

Specific orders from above.

- Look, I have a plane to make.

I understand your orders, but I have orders of my own.

- Orders are orders, I'm afraid.

- Then you will follow my orders

and let us go through to the airport.

If I cannot catch my plane, it's your fault.

- I'm sticking to my orders, sir.

I'm sorry.

- I don't believe this.

Do you have a phone?

- Inside.

I'll put you through to the commander.

- Yes, okay.

- Yes, this is Kolbe.

Southern Post.

There's a colonel--

- Stauffenberg.

He wants to talk to the commander.

- Yes.

Stauffenberg.

Oh, Mollendorf.

Thank God it's you.

They're not letting us out.

Yes, red alert.

I know.

No, that's all I've heard.

Listen, I must catch the next plane to Berlin.

And the sergeant is-- - Yes?

But as you know, Captain, we--

All right. If you take the responsibility.

Yes, sir.

Heil Hitler.

- Oh, God.

- We've done it now.

- Not yet.

Not yet at all.

Oh, God, give me strength for this.

- Fellgiebel had to have called Berlin.

- The man on the stretcher, you saw him?

Did you see who that was?

- That was Hitler.

- That was his cape.

- Ja.

- His face covered up like a dead man.

And such a bomb you don't survive.

Not even him.

That's strange.

Where is everyone?

- And the armored car they promised to send?

- Where's Schweizer? It was all arranged.

Berthold, it's Claus.

Yes, we just came in.

Yes.

It happened.

In the beveled rays of bright light

that which tortures me in my darkest hour.

Go to Bendlerstrasse.

I want you to get a hold of Olbricht.

See to it they send a car.

- Yes, sir.

- I need fresh air.

- Yes, sir.

- Well?

- They didn't know anything.

- I don't understand.

Didn't Fellgiebel telephone?

- Yes, but the message was quite unexpected.

Something has gone wrong.

The Fuhrer lived.

- That can't be true.

You're saying those idiots didn't do

anything for two hours?

They just sat there at the,

that's incredible.

Put Valkyrie into effect immediately.

Tell them at once.

- Right.

- Colonel?

- Gentlemen, Hitler is dead. Why are you having these doubts?

- Are you certain of that?

General Hoepner, do you think I'm lying?

- No one's implying that.

It's just that--

- The hut exploded exactly as if it were hit

by a grenade, General.

- Yes, and there was a huge cloud of smoke.

- They were carrying Hitler out on a stretcher.

I saw him on it.

- The bomb exploded beside where he stood.

That man can't be alive.

- That convinces me.

- Why wasn't Valkyrie put into effect?

Why the delay?

- Because we didn't know for sure.

Then came that call.

Come on.

Let's go see Fromm.

- I'll wait for you here, just in case.

I'm not part of the club.

- General.

- What's going on?

- You've failed, I hear.

- Adolf Hitler is dead, General, I swear it.

- Keitel a minute ago told me otherwise.

- Keitel?

- The Field Marshal.

He called in person.

- Keitel is lying.

Believe me.

I personally saw Hitler sprawled out on a stretcher.

He was dead.

- You are mistaken.

- General Fromm,

I planted the bomb myself.

- What?

- That's how come we activated Valkyrie.

- Who was it that ordered that?

- Colonel Mertz von Quirnheim and I.

- Don't you two realize

that it's high treason you've just committed

right here in front of me now, in front of all of us?

Bartram, bring in Mertz right now.

- Yes, sir.

- General, the assassination was successful, I assure you.

Let's carry out what we--

- Stop talking nonsense.

The attack was bungled.

What about a gun?

- What for?

- You must use it on yourself, Stauffenberg.

The only way we can keep this under wraps.

- I'm not going to do that.

- Fromm, we have got to move on this.

If we don't, then our entire country is certainly done for.

- You're saying you were part of this attempt as well?

- Yes. Well, you knew that.

- I was in the dark on all of it, completely!

How dare you try to implicate me!

Mertz, did you activate Valkyrie?

- Yes, sir I did.

On your instructions.

- Then all of you are under arrest.

Bartram, these men are conspirators

and are to be taken into custody.

- General, you don't give the orders around here any longer.

We do.

I had hoped that you would join our side,

but you obviously can't be trusted.

My loyalty is to the Fuhrer.

You can't talk to me like that.

Bartram!

- Hold on, General.

You won't do anything, or else you're a dead man.

- I thought you were smarter than this, Stauffenberg.

You will soon be regretting this.

- There's much regret in Germany,

just not this.

Take them to the other room.

Guard him and Bartram.

Take their guns and cut the telephone wire.

- Comrades, soldiers,

I am deeply shaken.

I have just been informed

that our beloved Fuhrer,

Adolf Hitler

is no longer alive.

The emergency plan, Valkyrie, has thus been put into effect.

So now we all have to stick together.

We have received orders

to seal off the government sector immediately

and to maintain law and order if there is any trouble.

I demand obedience from every one of you,

absolute and unquestionable,

just as if we are at the front.

- Why is Hitler's death crossed out?

- Colonel?

I'm sorry, sir.

The orders are top secret.

- "Adolf Hitler is dead."

Who crossed it out?

Who gave the orders to do so?

- I don't know.

- Colonel, the radio just broadcast a communiqué.

- What?

Didn't we take over the station?

- Obviously not.

- Then do it at once.

- Sir, all of the telexes we receive are from above.

- That will no longer be, sir.

You'll get them from us now.

Adolf Hitler is dead.

- Beck wants to hear it from you in person.

- The dictator is dead, General.

I was an eyewitness.

Such a bomb you don't survive.

- Keitel obviously thinks he is.

- Yes.

I find that curious.

- Such curiosity causes confusion.

What's our answer, let's say,

if Himmler or Goebbels say that Hitler's alive?

All right.

Regardless of what's being propagated,

I think Hitler's dead.

We act accordingly.

- I'll be the successor to Fromm.

But honestly, I'm feeling a bit troubled right now.

- Where's Colonel Stauffenberg?

- Third floor to the left, sir.

- Yes, all squad leaders to Fromm's office, right away.

- Heil Hitler.

Colonel Stauffenberg.

- That's me.

- SS-Leader Pifrader.

I am here on the orders of the Security department.

- In other words, the Gestapo.

- Can we discuss your hasty departure

privately, if you don't mind?

- Actually, I do mind, all right?

- Colonel, these matters are quite delicate, you understand.

- Yes, I do.

So I'm going to be as frank as I can be.

I'd like your gun.

- What do you want from me?

- Just to keep you here.

Block the door. - Grab him.

- Werner, take his gun.

- Hold him. - I've got him.

- Everything's okay. His men have been disarmed.

- This is Stauffenberg.

Lock the gates and reinforce the guard.

- Six men come with me.

Arrest the SS man.

- Yes, sir!

- Halt.

Come with us.

- Come on.

Out of the car now.

- What is this? - Come with us.

- Shut up, come with me.

Get a move on.

- No one has told me anything.

- I have no idea.

- They said there was a meeting.

We are here.

- Silence.

- Yes, sir.

- Silence, please, gentlemen.

Now, our new head of state, Colonel-General Beck.

- Gentlemen,

this is indeed a truly historic moment.

The military situation, as you all very well know,

is practically hopeless on all fronts.

Every day brings larger losses and new defeats.

What we want is to end this finally.

We will do-- - What is this about?

- Our utmost for peace. - No idea.

- Even if it means

we have to risk our own lives.

I ask you to support this endeavor.

I ask you to join us.

- That makes no sense.

- Count me out of this one here.

- Yes, I agree.

Let's go.

Sounds like a revolt.

- My opinion was the same.

- We need more guns to start our own counteroffensive.

- That's not the problem.

I know how to get plenty more guns.

- Stop!

- Get off the truck!

Get a move on!

Quickly!

Come on, Schmidt!

Into the courtyard!

- Let's move it!

- Are you checking up on us?

- Something's unusual here, Major.

- Why?

Everything's going according to plan.

- Maybe not according to the Fuhrer.

- Just what are you saying?

- I just saw Dr. Goebbels.

He asked if you'd please go to his home.

- Dr. Goebbels said please?

- Actually, it's an order, I'm afraid.

- I cannot have a Minister

giving out these orders to me like this,

even if his name is Goebbels.

Yes, all right. I'll see him.

- "In this time of transition--"

- "And replaced by army officers--"

- "Reinforcements--"

- "With Waffen-SS divisions,

the powerful intervention with superior forces--"

- "Such as large radio stations--"

- "It is imperative that everyone

follow the chain of command."

- "As well as telephone and telegraph offices--"

- Colonel Mertz.

No, he cannot come to the phone.

Yes, you must follow those instructions immediately.

That is wrong. That is all we know for now.

- "During the process of takeover,

no arbitrary acts of revenge are to be tolerated."

Got that?

- Yes, sir.

- "We will do everything in our power

to make the people fully aware

of the imperious methods employed,"

imperious methods employed by the regime.

All right, read back everything from the second paragraph.

- Listen, the radio is broadcasting the communiqué.

- An assassination attempt using explosives.

Those around him who were critically injured.

General Schmundt,

Colonel Brandt,

a worker named Berger.

Less critically injured were General Jodl,

Generals Korten, Buhle,

Bodenschatz, Heusinger, Scherff,

Admirals Voss and Von Puttkammer,

Naval Captain Aussmann,

and Lieutenant-Colonel Borgmann.

Other than a few burns and bruises,

the Fuhrer suffered no injuries.

- So then Keitel was right.

- He returned to work immediately

and met with Benito Mussolini

for an exchange of views as planned.

A short time after the assassination attempt,

the Reich-Marshall was sent to the--

- They're lying.

They're simply lying!

- No one goes in or out

without specific orders from me.

If I'm still not out in 15 minutes from there,

break into the house.

Is that clear? - Yes, Major!

Secure the house!

Two on the right, two on the left.

Do not let anyone leave the premises!

- Major Remer.

Heil Hitler.

- Mr. Minister, Major Remer.

- Mr. Minister, you asked-- - Major Remer.

At last.

What's the situation in the city?

Why is my house suddenly in need of protection?

- Orders from above.

It must be needed

because of the announcement that the Fuhrer was dead.

- What are you talking about?

The Fuhrer isn't dead. The Fuhrer lived.

- The Fuhrer lived?

- Acch. - That's impossible.

- Dr. Goebbels here.

I'd like to speak to the Fuhrer immediately.

Heil, my Fuhrer.

I am here with Major Remer.

He's blocked off this sector,

and he says he is under orders.

Besides that, he said he was told that you were dead.

- Major Remer? Can you hear me?

Do you recognize my voice?

- Yes, my Fuhrer.

Understood, my Fuhrer.

Yes, my Fuhrer.

- Does that alleviate your doubts?

- I have no more doubts.

He gave me complete command over Berlin, Minister.

Now everyone will dance to another tune.

- The third and fourth unit

will go immediately to the Bendlerstrasse.

- Yes, Major!

Third and fourth unit

deployed at once to Bendlerstrasse!

- Why hasn't this machine gun been loaded?

If there is any resistance, shoot to kill,

and that is an order!

I want this place cleared in 10 minutes.

Understood?

- Move it, move it!

- The Fuhrer suffered almost no injuries.

- We can't back down.

Too deep.

If this takeover doesn't succeed now,

we'll be killed.

You can be sure.

As could our families.

The hatred in this man

is as boundless as he is himself.

- We will persist.

- Yes, of course.

- Claus!

- I'm coming.

What do you mean you have no orders?

You should get them any minute.

- I understand.

- I need forms now!

- Colonel? - Yes.

- Would you sign this?

- Never mind. - He's coming.

- Stauffenberg.

No, these orders are wrong.

Just carry out the orders we give you.

Commander of the Reserve Army, yes.

I don't know.

Yes, Hitler is dead.

That's it.

- In Paris, the SS has been disarmed.

And in Vienna as well.

- Excellent.

No.

Disregard the communiqué.

- Let him know I'm on my way.

- Excellent.

- Did you finish your radio speech?

- Yes, I'm finished.

- No, this is Stauffenberg.

Oh, Hayesen.

Thank God.

I can depend on you.

You must hold out.

Yes.

The takeover's right on schedule.

- General Field Marshal.

- The commander in chief is now General von Witzleben.

No, he's not been retired.

He's now-- - He's right behind you.

- General Field Marshal,

the assassination of Hitler is done.

- What a mess. - I thought that you

had let us down.

- Yes, almost.

But I came as promised, although it's all pointless.

- We are trying.

We can't be everywhere.

- Colonel, General Fromm would like to know

if he can return to his quarters.

And he's hungry.

He promises not to do anything against you.

- All right, but keep an eye on him.

Ja. Stauffenberg.

- Stauffenberg, come here!

- A moment.

- This is completely absurd.

The assassination attempt, it was unsuccessful.

Everything you're doing here is pointless.

- Operation Valkyrie is in effect.

In Paris, the SS was disarmed.

- Hitler lived, Colonel Stauffenberg.

There's absolutely no doubt about that.

Did you really think

that you and your couple of dozen men

would stand a chance going up against Hitler?

Don't you see, you even failed here in Berlin

to get your troops mobilized.

And then you let Major Remer occupy the government sector.

The man's a Nazi through and through.

- "And then stop all actions, 60 divisions--"

- And arrest the camp commandant.

- Just a minute.

- He's no longer with us.

Stieff has already bailed out

and Fellgiebel as well.

And now he's next.

They're just giving up.

- They're not as strong as you are.

- I need Tresckow.

- Mertz, listen to this.

From Keitel, and it's signed.

"The Fuhrer has appointed

the Head of the SS Heinrich Himmler

as the acting Commander of the Reserve Army."

Ah, and here.

"All orders from Fromm, Witzleben, and Hoepner

will be disregard."

Do you realize what that means?

- We must destroy that right now, General.

- But that won't change things, unfortunately.

- Come over and get these.

Hurry it up. Hurry.

Do it quietly.

The insurgents mustn't get wind of this.

Get the guns.

Here.

Hurry up.

Don't make a sound.

Distribute them.

Where are the hand grenades?

Here.

- For or against the Fuhrer? - For the Fuhrer.

- Have a weapon? - Are you for or against him?

- For him. - Let's go.

- 11 years under his control.

That's also how long I've been married.

Not much to show for a marriage.

Four wonderful kids.

Another on the way.

And he?

He's nearly turned Europe into a wasteland in those years.

That's the way things stand between us.

Will he come out proven right?

God could not allow that.

- I know this is the end.

Tell my dear wife that

I have died for a cause

for which I have believed in with all my heart.

- Stamp out any sign of resistance.

No mercy.

General, are you for the Fuhrer or against the Fuhrer?

- You will leave this office at once!

- Gentlemen. - Get out!

- We've known since Stalingrad

that a catastrophe was in the offing.

- Are you for or against him, General?

Which is it?

- Yes. For or against?

- Decide! - I--

- Which is it?

- I can no longer be on his side.

- Then I'll have to arrest you, General.

- Do what you think is right, Herber,

but Colonel Mertz is innocent in this.

- On the contrary.

It's just a shame that the assassination failed.

- Enough.

Hand over your guns.

- Calm down. We are all officers here.

- You were officers.

You swore an oath of allegiance.

You should be ashamed.

Let's go find General Fromm.

Hold him here.

Stauffenberg!

Stay where you are! Catch him!

Follow him!

- Don't let him get away! Stop him right now!

- What's going on?

- Are you out of your minds?

Stop shooting.

- Please don't shoot. - Get back.

- In here!

Hurry, Claus.

- Go on! Get them!

- What do they want from us?

- Watch out, shut the door.

Hurry!

- Delia, try to reach my wife again.

We've lost.

- Hello?

- This is the end.

- Hello?

- All the evidence has to be burned at once.

Hurry.

They mustn't find anything.

All the names. Especially the names.

Look in there, quick.

- Colonel, no one's picking up the phone at your house.

I'm sorry.

- No goodbyes, then.

They've deserted us, Berthold.

So many.

I had a dream.

My dream was for a peace-loving German nation,

led by the best from all sections of the population.

A nation that believes in human rights and justice.

A nation that hates this war

and desires peace and freedom for all its people.

- Colonel, it's all over. Come to my office.

I'm in charge again.

Well, get moving.

I guess that was that, gentlemen.

I order you to relinquish your weapons this instant.

- We haven't got any.

Fromm, we're not bandits.

- You're worse, Hoepner.

You're traitors.

I accuse all of you here tonight of high treason,

high treason against our Fuhrer, Adolf Hitler.

You swore a sacred oath of allegiance,

and you opted to break it.

I cannot think of a worse crime than that from an officer.

In the name of the Fuhrer

and as Chief Judge of the Reserve Army,

I do hereby order your execution.

You face the firing squad at once.

- My dear Fromm, perhaps the sentence is just.

Maybe even necessary.

But I don't want to be shot like that.

Think of the years that side by side we served together,

of our long comradeship.

- That is totally irrelevant.

- Still, I beg of you,

I beg you,

please allow me to carry out my own sentence.

Let me do it myself.

Give me your weapon.

Please.

- What are you waiting for, Beck?

Let's get this over with.

- It's not that easy, my dear friend Fromm.

This senseless death, only one more, I know.

One of many.

But, General, this is my own death now.

- God have mercy.

- Fromm, can we talk?

Please, Fromm.

- Won't anyone here put that poor man

out of his misery and shame?

- Pridun, you take care of it.

So, then, Hoepner,

I'm very sorry, but

do you wish to follow in Beck's footsteps?

- I don't feel guilty,

at least not in the sense

that would necessitate my shooting myself.

I can justify my actions.

That's what I'd like to do.

I do it for my family.

- All right.

Then you are under arrest.

Would any of you care to write down

perhaps a few final words?

- I would like to put something in writing.

Please.

- Here.

Sit down at your old desk, Olbricht.

Right where you sat across from me.

But hurry up so the wait isn't too hard on the others.

Are you finished, Olbricht?

Lieutenant Schady,

the following are now sentenced to death.

Over there, Colonel Mertz von Quirnheim,

General of the Infantry Olbricht,

that man over there whose name I cannot remember,

and the Lieutenant Colonel.

Take 10 men and execute them outside.

General Hoepner will be imprisoned in Moabit.

- All the men acted according to my orders.

So the blame's not theirs.

It's mine only.

- Take them away. - Yes, sir.

You, you, you, and you, outside.

You, you, and you.

Take them away.

- Don't touch this man. - Stop wasting time.

- Go!

All of you!

- Form up the firing squad!

- Come on, get a move on.

Get moving. Leave the vehicles here.

- The whole unit to the third floor.

- Schweizer, it's all over.

- Keep moving! Get in there!

- Is that your car?

That one there? - Yes, sir.

- Then drive it to the sand pile like the others

and turn on the headlights.

What's taking you so long, Goddamn it? Drive!

- General of the Infantry Friedrich Olbricht.

Attention!

- Tresckow once said the heart can see further than the eye.

I know what he meant.

- Take aim!

Fire!

Colonel Claus von Stauffenberg.

Attention!

Take aim!

- Long live our sacred Germany!

- Fire!

- A crime against

a very small band of ambitious, ruthless,

and at the same time foolish criminals and dumb officers

hatched a plot to assassinate me

and to take over the command of the Wehrmacht.

The bomb that was planted

by Colonel Count von Stauffenberg

exploded two meters to the right of me.

A number of my dear co-workers were critically wounded.

One of them has died.

- My dear Schlabrendorff,

one's moral values

are measured by his willingness

to sacrifice his life for his beliefs.

Tell my wife that.

- Yes, sir.