Subtitles by explosiveskull
[♪♪♪]
[WHISTLING]
What the fuck are you guys doing?
What's it look like?
You don't have permission to leave the base, Mad Dog.
Don't call me Mad Dog.
I'd sit your ass down.
[CHAIR CLATTERS]
I'm under orders to find you and bring you back to base.
What the fuck were you thinking Mad Dog?
That's fucking twice you called me Mad Dog, boy.
There won't be a third time you understand?
This is so fucked up.
Do you realize what could happen
if your cover is blown?
Aye, relax.
Do you see any Nazis in here?
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
[SPEAKS GERMAN]
Thank you.
[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
[CLEARS THROAT]
[IN ENGLISH] Okay.
[MURPHY SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
[IN ENGLISH] Do you speak English, boy?
[IN ENGLISH] Yes.
MURPHY: Good.
Because if I'm going down for the dirt nap,
I'd rather not be speaking in Nazi tongue now.
MURPHY: So?
Looks like we got ourselves a situation here.
Indeed,
but as you will see, I'm the one
holding the pistol.
So it's clear who has the upper hand here.
[CHUCKLES]
What's so funny?
What he means is,
I've had a knife pointed at your ass
since you sat down.
That is funny.
It's funny that you brought a knife to a gunfight.
You can squeeze off a round, but you could still end up
with two assholes.
And you will end up dead, at this range I can't miss.
It looks like our choices
are pretty limited now doesn't it?
The choice is simple,
either you concede to arrest,
or you die.
So it doesn't bother you that my friend here
is gonna carve you up like a Thanksgiving turkey?
I consider it a small price to pay for serving my country.
That's where you and I differ.
See...
you came here to fight for your country,
but I don't give a fuck about mine.
Sure, I fly the American flag,
I wear the American uniform,
but the real reason I came here is for one reason
and one reason only.
To kill Nazis.
I'm going to count to three.
When I get to three, your friend here will put away
the knife and you will all surrender to me.
Otherwise I will put a bullet right between your eyes.
One.
[♪♪♪]
Two.
[GUNS FIRING]
[SCREAMS]
Yo, what do you think, Murph?
We gotta go get him.
No one's asking you, dipshit.
But he's out of bullets.
Oh, yeah? How do you figure?
He fired seven times, chamber on a pistol like that
only takes seven bullets.
Well if you're so sure,
why don't you go and get him?
Oh.
This is more your field, you go get him Mad Dog.
[♪♪♪]
Hey barkeep, you speak English?
[SPEAKS IN GERMAN]
I'll take that as a no.
[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
[IN ENGLISH] Suck my dick.
[IN ENGLISH] You speak good English, barkeep.
You wanna say that as we haul your ass off to prison,
you'll be real popular.
Fuck you.
You know, you really do speak good English.
But let me tell you...
let me tell you
and make this crystal-fucking-clear,
in good ol' fashioned American,
I don't care one tiny bit what happens to you.
Now you can live, or you can die.
Now I came here to kill Nazis,
not German civilians.
So you just go ahead now and hand me over that weapon.
[BARKEEP BREATHING HEAVILY]
Otherwise I'm just gonna blow you so full of holes,
your body is gonna be whistling as they wheel you through
to the morgue.
MURPHY: Come on now.
That's right.
[GRUNTS]
Fuck's sake.
See, I told you he was out of bullets,
I was right.
This gun carries seven rounds,
you were right about that,
but you forgot about the extra bullet in the chamber.
- [GUN FIRES] - [GROANS]
[PANTING]
Now...
considering that bullet's deep inside your leg, boy,
I bet you won't forget that again.
Why the fuck did you shoot me?
Because I told you.
Don't call me Mad Dog.
[♪♪♪]
You are here for the advancement of modern medicine.
Over the next week you will be subject to a number of tests,
conducted by the esteemed Dr. Josef Mengele.
My name...
is Ilsa Koch.
Prior to your arrival at Camp 7,
were any of you aware of my existence?
Come now.
I'm sure at least some of you are aware of the nickname,
your kind has bestowed on me.
Repeating it would not lead to punishment.
[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
Hm.
Well don't be shy.
[YELLS] Speak up!
"Bitch von Buchenwald."
Exactly.
Many would consider such a nickname to be insulting,
I on the other hand,
consider it an honorable title.
You see, one must earn a reputation.
And I certainly earned mine.
This is why I advise you to cooperate fully.
Failure to do so will be dealt with very severely.
Those who do not comply, need only look over there,
to see the result of non-compliance.
In other camps,
you'd be subject to strict work schedules
and cramped living conditions with hundreds of others.
Here we hold only a select few.
Considered to be the finest physical specimens.
There will be no work schedule and you will be provided
with adequate rest,
but you will be required to submit
to all forms of medical testing.
And cooperate fully with our doctor's experiments.
We are all here to serve the Third Reich.
Now report to Senior SS Officer Hess in building two.
You.
[SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Come here.
Hm.
- I like this tattoo. - [IN ENGLISH] Thank you, madam.
You know the eagle, it's...
it's quite beautiful.
Don't go over to building two.
I want you to head to building three.
Yes, madam.
[SIGHS]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Come in.
Ah, Mengele.
Mein fuhrer.
Sit down.
HITLER: So Mengele...
I am told you have a breakthrough
in your research at Camp 7?
Yes, a most exciting breakthrough.
We have been able to create a chimera,
an organism which contains cells for two different species.
Excellent.
But how did you accomplish such a thing?
[♪♪♪]
Ah, let us get straight to the point,
you have been discussing the sale of your serum
to the Americans. We know this,
Apparently there's a princely sum involved.
I cannot blame you.
A man has to provide for his family.
Your wife and daughter?
- Yes. - Huh.
Beautiful creatures.
Anyway.
This sale to the Americans could make you a rich man.
But...
considering your current predicament,
I suggest you give serious consideration to my offer.
In the days of the Roman Empire,
when someone would betray the emperor,
the traitor would often be executed.
However,
if the traitor did the honorable thing when caught,
his family would be allowed to keep his fortune.
H-Honorable thing?
Hm, ah.
He would go home,
open up his wrist with a knife and bleed to death.
Of course, since then we made advances,
but who am I to say?
What exactly are you suggesting?
In that gun, there is one bullet.
You have many choices.
You could put the bullet between my eyes,
but then my colleague would put a bullet between yours
and then put one into the heads
of your wife and daughter.
I'm sure that you know about that.
So.
We are left with the noble option.
Pick up the gun, put it in your mouth,
and pull the trigger.
HAMMERSTEIN: But the serum is right there.
Take it with you.
My files are in those drawers.
They will give you all the information you need
to create more.
Y-You don't have to do this.
Pick up the gun, Dr. Hammerstein.
I can't.
This is not a negotiation.
Pick up the gun.
Please, d-don't do this.
Pick up the gun.
Why-why are you doing this?
Put the barrel in your mouth.
How I can be sure you'll keep your word,
how do I know y-you'll leave my family alone?
You are going to die tonight.
That can be by your hand or by ours.
You take the noble option, I assure you,
your family will not be harassed again.
On the contrary, Dr. Mengele will speak to the Fuhrer
and your wife and daughter will be provided for.
So for the last time...
put the barrel in your mouth.
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
No, no, no.
Inside the mouth, that makes the difference
when it reaches the destination it won't slow down.
When you put the barrel under your chin
your simply blow your jaw off and die in agony,
No, no, put it inside, press it into the roof of your mouth
and I assure you, it's quick and painless.
[SOBS]
Remember.
You must die because they need to live.
You're doing this for them, ya?
[♪♪♪]
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
[GUN FIRES]
[SCREAMING]
[BULLET SHELL CLINKS]
That, Josef,
is good news.
HITLER: As you know,
we are in the midst of more
and in desperate need for reinforcements.
But I am confident we will be able to create
a fully compliant animal-human hybrid
within a matter of weeks.
I will select one of the soldiers from Camp 7,
someone totally dedicated to our cause to be the first.
Your work Josef, your work,
can create soldiers
who are quicker,
faster and stronger than the Allied Forces.
[COUGHING].
That is my hope, mein Fuhrer.
But tell me, Josef,
what animal...
are you going to combine with humans,
to create our hybrid hero soldiers?
The wolf!
[♪♪♪]
Private Kane, what the fuck is this I hear about
you wanting to desert your unit?
That is correct, sir.
Are you a queer as well as a coward, Private Kane?
- No, sir. - Horseshit!
Any man that doesn't wanna fight for God and country
is a goddamn rope-wrangler.
Do you like to suck dick, Private Kane?
No, sir.
Don't give me that.
You look like a man who'd suck a guy's dick
but wouldn't bother to cradle the balls
as he worked the shaft, now why the fuck
do you wanna desert your unit, Private?
Because war is bullshit, Sarge.
Oh, it is huh? Well do enlighten me.
I was drafted, I don't wanna be here,
I'm sick of putting my neck on the line
for politicians who start wars to take money.
They say we're fighting for freedom and democracy,
but we're not, sir.
Where are you from, Private?
KANE: Philadelphia.
You go to Harvard, son?
No, sir, Philadelphia Community College.
- You running for office? - No.
Then what the fuck are you talking about?
Don't poison my ears with that high-minded liberal dog shit.
You came to this unit as a no-good puss bucket from
a shitty neighborhood. We're trying to turn you
into a weapon, a minister of death.
You should be fucking praying for war.
Without war you have nothing to offer,
you're puke, you're scum,
you're note even human, do you understand that?
So my request to be sent home...
that's a no, then, huh?
You goddamn right it's a no,
you maggot-dicked piece of shit.
You may not wanna be here but we're gonna keep you here,
do you hear me, you ball streak of camel piss?
You're government property. You need motivation
and I'm gonna give it to you, even if I have to bend
you over and ram it straight up your ass!
You know Sarge, I can't help but notice.
You mention dick and ass a lot.
What the fuck did you say?
Oh, hey, don't mind me.
What a man does in the privacy of his own bedroom,
that's none of my business. Don't ask, don't tell.
- [GROWLS] - Know what I'm sayin'?
- [GRUNTS] - [COUGHS]
Don't worry Sarge, it's just a minor injury,
you'll be back on your knees in no time.
Ugh!
I guess I'll be going home now huh?
[♪♪♪]
♪ I wanted freedom ♪
♪ No one told me ♪
♪ I wanted freedom ♪
♪ No one told me ♪
♪ I wanted freedom ♪
♪ I wanted... ♪
Nice limp you got there, Hyde.
Go fuck yourself, Murphy.
♪ I wanted... ♪
Wilder, are you ready to go?
When I finish this.
Hey, look, don't get pissed with me just 'cause
you caught some friendly fire in your pinky toe.
It wasn't my fucking pinky toe, it was my fucking shin.
And fuck you.
[MUTTERING]
♪ I wanted freedom ♪
♪ No one told me ♪
♪ I wanted freedom ♪
♪ I wanted... ♪
So how'd you end up in here?
Me and Sergeant Peck had ourselves a little disagreement.
Is that right?
Yeah, how 'bout you?
See the limp on the MP?
Yeah.
Courtesy of my buddy here.
I went along for the ride.
Are you two girls done gossiping?
I guess so.
Good, well perhaps now one of you can do something
useful and spot me a cigarette.
I don't smoke.
I'm all out Murph.
What about you?
What about me?
You got a cigarette?
Nope.
What you in for?
Writing a book.
Ashamed to tell 'em, Reggie?
Have we met before, friend?
No.
But your legend has spread far throughout the Corps.
Gentlemen, Reckless Reggie Brown.
The meanest, baddest man in the whole damn town.
Damn, you crackers are real imaginative with that
nickname shit, ain't you?
When you live with the reality of war, boy,
there ain't no time for imagination.
Poetic.
You should put that on a greeting card.
So are you gonna tell Sergeant Whisper here what you did,
we sure have got a long journey ahead.
[MOCKINGLY] Okay, master. Whatever you say, sir, master.
You sure do have a hard-on for white folk now.
The only hard-on I got for white folks
is when I'm sticking one down your mother's throat.
Well you excuse my momma if she wasn't enthusiastic 'bout that,
she's been dead five years.
Well, seeing as you got stage fright,
let me regal these two Mary's here with
a story about Reckless Reggie Brown.
By all means.
Reggie here was one of 17 men sent down
to take out a .45 machine gun encampment,
guarding a German railroad.
As they approached, the German gunner spotted them.
He ripped nine of the men to pieces.
The rest of the men just... just ran away,
leaving Reggie, here, taking fire
from 32 heavy machine gunners.
Reggie got down on his belly
and he faced those Germans all on his own.
He took out his Colt .45 and he popped 10
of those Nazi fucks with just eight bullets.
At that point,
one of the Krauts yelled out
and asked Reggie here if he was English.
You see, those Nazi fucks, they don't respect us Americans,
they just figure us a bunch of rookies.
The Kraut thought old Reckless here was some kind of
English superman, sent to show the pussy Americans
how it's done.
When Reggie told him he was American,
the Kraut replied, "If you stop killing my men,
I will make them surrender."
Ten minutes later,
30 Germans came walking towards
Reggie's battalion with their hands held high in the air.
My story as accurate as yours with that Colt .45?
I wasn't on my belly, I was on my knees.
Shouldn't you be getting
the Medal of Honor for shit like that?
What the fuck are you doing here with us?
Lemme ask you a question, boy.
Do you know how many black soldiers are fighting
on the front line of the U.S. Army?
No.
Five.
That's not because us black folks are cowards,
there's thousands of us who wanna serve.
But the Air Force and Marines won't take us.
The Navy only employ us to cook your slop.
The Army let in five of us,
and still they pulled that segregation shit.
The last straw was when we were traveling back
from the railroad with all those Nazi fucks who surrendered.
They chartered a military bus to pick us up
but there wasn't enough room for the Germans
and their officers, so the staff sergeant told me
to give up my seat and walk back to base.
Can you believe that shit?
I just fought the battle of my life.
And they're telling me to give up my seat
for a fucking Nazi?
So what'd you do?
I made the staff sergeant see the error of his ways.
♪ No one told me ♪
♪ I wanted freedom ♪
♪ I wanted... ♪
[♪♪♪]
You called for me doctor?
This is a human brain.
Okay.
This is the cerebral cortex.
It is divided into four sections called lobes,
the frontal lobe, the parietal lobe,
the occipital lobe, and the temporal lobe.
Do you know what these lobes do?
I suppose you are going to tell me.
The frontal lobe is associated with reasoning,
speech, planning, emotions and problem-solving.
The parietal lobe controls movement, orientation
and the processing and recognition of stimuli.
The occipital lobe is associated with visual processing,
while the temporal lobe is where we get the recognition
and processing of auditory stimuli and memory.
Now this is a brain of a wolf.
There's an area near the primary auditory cortex
which shows there are striking similarities
between the way the canine brain and the human brain respond
to emotionally loaded sounds.
It is clear there is a common response to emotion
in both species.
Is this why you called me here, to tell me this?
No, I simply wanted to tell you that I shall be needing
one male specimen and one female specimen this evening.
Could you and Hess bring them around to the lab
- at around six? - Of course.
That will be all.
What the fuck is this shit?
SOLDIER: Pull over.
[DRIVER SIGHS]
[ENGINE STOPS]
[RADIO PLAYS FAINTLY]
Damn it.
You comin' to help or what?
My leg's fucked.
You're gonna have to do it.
I can't move that shit on my own.
[SIGHS]
You're gonna have to.
You're a lazy piece of shit you know that?
Fuck you.
Hey, gimme the keys for them.
Why?
I gotta move this shit.
If you're not gonna move your ass,
I'll get them to do it.
What are you crazy?
You can't uncuff those prisoners.
Look, they're unarmed.
I'll have my gun on them the whole time,
Where the fuck are they gonna go?
Fine.
Any shit goes down, it's on you.
Ladies.
Piss stop?
I need a couple of y'all to move some shit out the road.
Any volunteers?
Thought not.
Brown, Murphy, you're up.
There's a surprise.
Fuck you.
All right, move the shit out of the road.
Come on, we ain't got all day.
Are you blind?
What?
He asked if you're blind.
No, I ain't blind.
MURPHY: Well you must be if you can't see
we're being ambushed.
What ambush.
This ambush, drop the gun.
Drop the gun now!
[GUN FIRES]
[♪♪♪]
Oh!
Make my day, do you feel lucky?
All of you in a line, now.
SS MAN 1: Stand next to this sniveling shite.
SS MAN 2: Put your hands on your head.
SS MAN 1: How many prisoners are in the back of the truck?
How many prisoners?
Two.
You wouldn't be lying to me now would you?
I'm not lying, I swear.
Go and check the truck.
[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
Shite.
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTS]
[GUN FIRES]
Wait, wait.
I have important information for you.
You want any information?
Nope, I'm good.
Heil Hitler!
[♪♪♪]
Do you know much about trucks?
Enough to know this one's fucked.
Looks like we're on foot.
MURPHY: How many guns we got?
Nazi fuck had Hyde's piece plus some extra ammo,
that's four pistols all together.
We got any cigarettes?
Well they had these.
What's your name, Private?
Joe Kane.
So watcha wanna do, Joe Kane?
You sticking with us or are you going your own ways?
I'll stick.
What do you wanna do?
Those smokes for sharing?
They can be.
Let's go.
[♪♪♪]
Late again.
A busy evening I'm afraid.
Dinner is cold.
We are on the verge
of the greatest breakthrough in modern medicine.
I'm afraid the chicken will have to wait.
It was beef.
What the hell is this?
A new piece.
You've been using my subjects again!
You have plenty of subjects.
We only have a select few here.
Then order more in from the other camps.
That takes time Ilsa!
The work we are doing here is of the utmost urgency.
We are going to lose this war unless we
get urgent reinforcements.
I understand.
You know I work for the cause too.
And yet I still find time to cook dinner for my husband.
You never make time for us.
You may not want to hear this but our marital concerns
are of little importance.
Our country stands at a pivotal moment in its history
that is of greater importance right now.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
I'm sorry you don't.
Officer Becker.
May I speak with you for a moment.
Of course.
We have to stop doing this, the doctor will find out.
He's too busy with his work.
He doesn't suspect a thing.
Still, we gotta keep things low-key.
Men of my rank have been killed for less.
You know this is not just a physical thing.
I care about you.
I care about you too.
Good morning, Dr. Mengele would like to see you
in his laboratory at 9 a.m.
Could you give me a moment to get dressed?
Of course.
Sir?
Yeah?
Could you wait outside.
Of course.
Perhaps you should get a real lock for this door, ya?
Perhaps I should.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Officer Becker, sir.
Thank you, Hess.
[♪♪♪]
Officer Becker, please take a seat.
Do you read the Bible, Becker?
Not recently, sir.
But you have in the past, yes?
BECKER: Yes.
You recall the passage in Judges 16?
Vaguely.
Allow me to refresh your memory.
There was a man called Samson.
Who had been given great strength by God.
He met a woman called Delilah
and became infatuated by her.
But Delilah had been approached
by the lords of the Philistines
as they offered her money to discover the secret
of Samson's strength,
Three times she asked him the secret of his strength,
and three times he gave her a false answer.
But on the fourth occasion,
he gave her the true reason.
He did not cut his hair in fulfillment of a vow to God.
Delilah, while Samson was sleeping on her knee,
shaved his head and betrayed him to her enemies.
Forgive me, sir.
But I'm not sure what the relevance is.
I think we both know the relevance.
The Bible is a fascinating read,
contains many stories about redemption.
I like that concept.
People make mistakes,
they should be given the opportunity
to atone for them, don't you agree?
Yes.
As you know we are seeking to create hybrid soldiers
to serve the Third Reich.
I need a soldier.
Someone who is totally dedicated to the Fuhrer.
A man who is willing to put his country above all else.
That is why I have chosen you, you will be the very first
werewolf of the Third Reich.
Wait a minute, I have...
I have already informed the Fuhrer
that you are to be the first.
He is most grateful for your service to your country.
But I haven't volunteered, I...
You can't do this.
MENGELE: We already have.
You must understand Officer Becker...
if you follow the serpent to forbidden fruit
and take a bite, can you really complain
if you face the wrath of God?
You have to get out of here.
Why what's happened?
Your husband, he knows about us.
- What are you talking about? - He knows!
He actually told you this?
He's ordered me to become the first
of his hybrid soldiers.
The Fuhrer has been informed,
I have no choice.
What are you going to do?
I'm going to leave the camp here,
I will never come back.
You're going to leave me behind too?
BECKER: That is why I came here.
I want you to come with me.
If they find us, they will kill us.
Going somewhere?
Yes.
Let us stop dancing around, shall we?.
Why the hell do you keep breaking into my room?
Am I not entitled to privacy?
Not when you're fucking the doctor's wife, no.
Look.
I don't know what he has told you,
but he's lying.
You are such a fool.
I took you under my wing, you could've worked your way
through the ranks, work directly
with the Fuhrer himself.
Instead you throw it all away for a woman.
Haven't you ever cared about anyone more than yourself?
Huh?
[GRUNTS]
Emotional vulnerability has always been your weakness.
Your attempt to assert yourself is admirable.
But a little clumsy.
All you have succeeded in doing is wasting my time.
Diplomacy is at an end.
Now the war begins.
[♪♪♪]
The Fuhrer said the first essential for success
is a perpetually, constant and regular
implement of violence.
I can't say I agree with that myself.
But I know Officer Hess is a staunch advocate it.
Needless to say it is far from helpful to be presented
with a concussed patient,
so we have both been inconvenienced
by Hess' conduct.
My heart bleeds for you doctor.
Now, now, let's keep it cordial I know you have been
through considerable pain already, but,
if you allow me, I will be able
to ease you into this transition without further stress.
[SOBBING] Do whatever you want, you sick bastard.
But I promise you, the moment I change,
I'm coming for you, you hear that?
Please save your energy.
You will need it for what's ahead.
[CRYING]
Time to make history.
No, no, no...
[PANTING]
[COUGHING, GAGGING]
[GROWLING]
[HOWLING]
Franz?
Looking for someone?
What have you done to him?
Officer Becker?
Yes.
Nothing.
Then where is he?
He's with the doctor.
Take me to him.
Of course, follow me.
[♪♪♪]
Ilsa, let me introduce you to the first
werewolf of the Third Reich.
[GROWLS]
[SOBBING] No!
Let him rest, he is still fragile
after the transformation.
You son of a bitch!
How, how could you?
You should be happy.
Tonight we have made history.
All of my work has finally come to fruition.
You did this out of spite you bastard.
Spite? Was it not spite
that motivated you to betray me?
You neglected me.
You made me feel like all those years were wasted.
Believe that if it helps you to sleep at night,
we both know the truth.
You are nothing but a common whore.
Oh, fuck you!
Now listen, work must continue.
[GROWLS]
Either we put this matter aside for now and continue
our daily routines as they were, or...
Or what?
Or Officer Hess will snap your neck and leave
your rotting carcass in the street for the stray dogs
to feast on, your choice.
When this war is over, so is our marriage.
As you wish.
Take her back to my quarters.
[GROWLS]
[♪♪♪]
[GROWLS SOFTLY]
I know you don't want to live like this.
I can't stand to see you in pain.
[SOBBING]
[GROWLS MENACINGLY]
[PANTING]
You're still... you're still human.
[♪♪♪]
KANE: What is that, a German military base?
I don't think so.
I know what it is.
What is it?
One of those concentration camps.
Mm...
I remember back in '42, people talking about that shit.
Now I hear they were executing Jewish POWs in the hundreds.
I heard it's worse than that.
Some of the stories floating around these places, crazy.
So what are we gonna do?
You know...
we could go on our merry way,
forget all that shit,
plan an escape.
But I gotta tell you boys...
I'm a real pleasure seeker,
but you know what I take pleasure in
most of all in this world?
What's that, Murph?
Killing Nazis.
What makes you think she's still here?
She has had time to escape.
No, no, I know exactly where she is.
[WHISTLING]
[♪♪♪]
BILLY: Hey, asshole!
[BOTH GRUNT]
What the hell was that?
It's coming from outside.
Go check it out.
I'll go to my quarters.
Of course.
[BOTH GROANING]
BILLY: Fucker, show me what they teach you
in that Third Reich.
Come on, come on.
[GRUNTS]
Motherfucker probably alerted those Nazi fucks inside.
Just stay cool.
Reggie and I, we'll go through the front,
Billy and Joe,
- you take the rear. - Got it.
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[GUN FIRING]
[WHISTLING]
MURPHY: You turn around real slow boy.
Now get on the floor.
Lie on your belly, boy.
Are you going to kill me?
You could say that's a pretty safe assumption doc.
Then why are you hesitating?
Why, I could just blow a hole in you from this distance
and be done with that shit.
But where would be the fun in that, doctor, hm?
Let me tell you something.
When I kill a Nazi,
I like to see the whites of his eyes real close up,
I gotta...
I gotta smell that fear, see that fear.
Hell,
I bet you've seen a lot of that fear, ain't you doc?
Bearing down on those innocent civilians now?
How's it feel to have the shoe on the other foot, pussy?
I am not in charge of the extermination unit,
I am a doctor...
I don't give a fuck who you say
or you think you are boy.
You are part of an industrial killing machine,
and me and my men, we're gonna burn that
to the fucking ground.
Now on your belly boy.
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Motherfucker.
Thank you sir, huh?
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Motherfucker's got machine guns.
- Cover me. - 'Kay.
- [GRUNTS] - Ugh!
BILLY: You Nazi fuck.
Wait.
I wanna see just how tough this guy is
without his machine gun.
On your feet motherfucker.
Come on!
What do you say gunner?
You wanna go a couple rounds with me, huh?
Let's do it.
BILLY: Wait.
Let me frisk this piece of shit first.
He's all yours.
KANE: All right.
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Come on, let's see what you got.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Come on, come on!
[GROANING]
Come on!
[GUN FIRES]
What are you doing?
Be much quicker if you just let me do that
in the first place.
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[GROWLING]
What the fuck?
[GROWLS]
[SCREECHING]
You ugly motherfucker.
[GROWLS]
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMING]
Holy smokes.
It's okay.
Joe, we gotta get these people outta here.
- [GROWLING] - [SCREAMING]
[CLOCK TICKING]
[SCREAMING, GROANING]
[WHISTLES]
[GUN CLICKS]
One, two!
[SCREAMS]
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MURPHY: Oh fuck, oh fuck.
Oh yeah.
Any of those hairy fuckers back there?
Nope just some Nazi fuck doctor.
And that motherfucker, he's gonna be in there.
Hell yeah.
[CLOCK TICKING]
Oh shit.
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[LAUGHING]
Job done.
Not quite.
It's burning, what else can we do?
I didn't see that Nazi fuck doctor in the lab.
Ah, I bet he's barbecue now.
MURPHY: I'm not so sure.
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[HOWLING]
MURPHY: Good afternoon, Dr. Mengele.
What the hell are you doing in here?
You remember me?
Should I?
The name's Murphy.
We shared a few moments in Camp 7,
back in World War II.
The night that hellhole burned to the ground.
I remember, what do you want?
What I've wanted for the past 30 long years, doc.
To watch you die.
If you just wanted me dead, you could've done it by now.
But obviously there is something else on your mind.
I'm just curious.
MENGELE: About what?
How does it feel to go from being a high-ranking
Nazi officer to a shit-shoveling farmer
in the South American backwaters?
I always have my memories.
I guess you must be feeling pretty pleased
with yourself right about now?
Why, you evaded our grasp, you escaped the Allies,
shit, boy, the West German government
have been looking for you for years now.
You actually got away with that.
But as you say, now I am just a shit-shoveling farmer.
That you are.
A shit-shoveling farmer
who has been on your mind for 30 years,
I can only begin to imagine how troubling
that must have been for you.
I just don't like loose ends now.
And you're hoping to finally tie this one up?
You're looking for this?
Yeah, I also got the one in your shit house,
I got the one from under your bed too.
You know I, I figure you quite a paranoid guy, doc.
But I guess looking over your shoulder for the past
30 years is gonna do that to a man.
I can only imagine just how troubling that must be.
I got the one from under your pillow too, shitface.
You can kill me,
but I will still be alive inside your head.
You can't wipe away 30 years
with one pull of the trigger.
Guess I'm gonna have to pull it more than once then.
[GUN FIRING]
You boys know what pleasures me most of all in this world?
ALL: What's that, Murph?
Heh.
Killing Nazis.
[MOCK HOWLING]
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