In the New Germany. You can look forward to that.
The New Germany.
Give me a cigarette.
Nice dress she's wearing.
For the parade.
Sir, have you chosen something yet?
-Coffee, black. -Right away.
Hello.
How did it go?
-Anything for you, sir? -No, thank you.
Today, he did nothing but yell at them.
The talks with the English are over once and for all. He's fed up.
Eventually, Henderson just stayed silent.
Wilson got up and left. Right to the airport and back to London.
And to prove that he means business,
this madman is now sending a parade of tanks up Wilhemstraße.
-Straight to the British Embassy. -So?
So, we'll mobilize tomorrow.
-Are you sure? -I'm sure.
Then we only have a few hours left.
Oster is talking to the generals right now.
We'll meet tonight.
New place, Alt-Berlin. Ten o'clock.
I have to get back.
Damn, I really am scared shitless.
Can we feed the pigeons?
-Yes. -Oh, they're hungry.
-What's your name? -Margarete.
-Here. -Come here.
You're not afraid of me, are you?
-Frau Limpert? -Yes?
-I'll take care of it. -All right.
-Can you tell Herr Plassman, please? -I will.
Here, let me.
I can do it.
-Herr von Hartmann. -I can do it.
There.
May I?
Damn fool.
RADIO ADDRESS OF THE BRITISH PRIME MINISTER NEVILLE CHAMBERLAIN
You're taking it to the Chancellery yourself?
Yes. I'm very curious to see how Hitler will reply.
-What about after? -After?
After.
-After, I have an appointment in Mitte. -I see. An "appointment"?
Yes.
How mysterious.
Well, until next time, Herr von Hartmann.
Mrs. Winter.
-Get that stuff in there. -We need two people for the couch.
-Pictures. -I need to do this first.
Do you need a worker?
HELLO! I AM LOOKING FOR WORK!
Do you need a worker?
Paulie? No way. I can't believe it.
Franz Sauer.
-Little Paulie! -How are you?
Still busy as a beaver. How about you? Where are you headed?
To the British Embassy.
I'm delivering the official reply to Chamberlain's radio broadcast.
-Seriously? -Yes.
No kidding?
Who would've thought that you'd be delivering messages
between world leaders?
-And I'd be protecting the Führer himself. -You're with the bodyguard?
Führer Escort Command.
One of 27.
Congratulations.
Paulie, one of just 27.
Congratulations.
But everyone always knew that you'd make it to the top one day.
-It baffles me every day that I have. -Nonsense. We've always been winners.
-Not me. -Always.
-Back on our soccer team? -But no thanks to me.
That was you, Franz. Our opposition peed their pants in fear of you.
Yeah, there was no getting past. Certainly not past me.
Well, Paul, don't let me keep you. Hurry along. Duty calls.
I'll see you around, Franz.
Not if I see you first, Paulie von Hartmann!
Hey! Those aren't your potatoes!
Scrub…
Look at them! Watch closely!
This is the place where the Jew belongs.
Keep scrubbing!
I said keep scrubbing!
Into the cracks, as well. Keep scrubbing! I said keep scrubbing!
You missed a spot!
Look at him, this Jewish pig!
How his presence ruined the very ground!
Your soft breath gives solace…
The cracks as well.
Keep scrubbing! I said keep scrubbing!
In your arms
For hours walking barefoot
Over the soft moss
You're silently dreaming
Of strange star signs
The golden locks
Kindled by the moon
I see the longing
But you can't stay…
-Sorry. -Thought you'd got lost.
What?
Very strange to meet you here, Lieutenant Colonel.
-I've never seen you out of uniform. -One second.
Andi, three schnapps.
Three schnapps, coming right up.
Go ahead.
Everyone was there, all the top-ranking defense generals.
And they all confirmed again
that there is strong opposition to a war with the Czechs.
This is the moment we've been waiting for.
At two o'clock tomorrow, when Hitler gives the order to invade,
the Wehrmacht will step in.
-And the three of us are the key. -What exactly does that mean?
We go to the Chancellery.
We make sure that all important entry points are clear.
Then we give the signal to step in, and Hitler will be arrested.
You believe that the Wehrmacht will take action against him?
War with the Czechs, that's…
That means war with Britain and France.
That's crazy! It's the last thing the generals want.
Right, Hans. But still, I don't trust the generals.
They're not opposed to him.
They're just opposed to war because they're scared they'll lose it.
Is this really the only plan?
It's the only plan we have, Erich.
It all sounds so incredibly fragile.
Have you ever wondered if we're wrong?
What if we're mistaken?
What if he's right, and he's telling the truth
that he just wants to take back the territories that belong to Germany?
And he'll stop there?
Then leave, Erich.
He's a small, vulgar man.
Hitler is like a thug.
He only knows his own personal truth. He'll keep taking more and more.
-More people will get hurt. -How do you know?
-He'll never stop! -It's not the time to argue!
-Tomorrow, tomorrow is the day-- -Three schnapps.
Are you with us, Erich?
Let's assume Hitler gets arrested tomorrow.
What happens then?
We shoot the bastard.
If he doesn't surrender.
Tomorrow at two o'clock, we will hear that mobilization is beginning.
That will be our cue.
Friends, history is watching us.
Sometime tomorrow night,
this whole nightmare will be over.
I see the longing
But you can't stay
Come dance through the blue night
With me one more time
-What? You want to arrest him? -That's the plan, yeah.
-You think that could work? -Yes.
This Wehrmacht will turn against the boss?
Never. Mark my words. I was married to a general.
Your husband was a disloyal asshole.
Yes, to me, maybe, but never to Hitler.
When he mobilizes tomorrow, we will stop him.
-You want him to mobilize? -Yes, damn it!
If he doesn't go to war, you can't stop him.
But, Paul, that means you need this war. That's totally perverse.
Of course that's perverse, Helen. Without a crime, there can be no arrest.
What?
I'm considering if I should trust you.
-You've already trusted me. -This is something different.
What is it?
FOREIGN OFFICE POLITICAL DEPARTMENT
What's this?
I got it from the Foreign Office. I took it today.
What's this?
This is his true plan for Europe.
PROTOCOL OF THE MEETING IN THE CHANCELLERY ON NOVEMBER 5, 1937
They'll arrest you for this.
I'm aware.
-This is appalling. -What are you going to do with it?
What are you going to do with it?
Gentlemen.
Is it starting?
Mussolini talked Hitler into a conference with Chamberlain and Daladier.
Tomorrow in Munich.
They're going to sacrifice the Sudetenland to prevent war.
-Damn it! -They're doing exactly what he wants.
-Will the Wehrmacht move against him? -We can forget about that.
-Not a chance. -So this is it?
-God damn it! -Honestly, please.
Pardon me.
What do the gentlemen plan on doing?
It's as good as decided. A conference like this is a formality.
You need to find a way to meet Chamberlain.
You have to prevent this agreement from being made.
Thank God you can still laugh.
Show him the proof.
-What proof? -That Hitler is bent on a war of conquest.
I am in possession of a document.
What kind of document?
Trust me, please.
-Paul. -Can I just…
Just a moment…
HUGH LEGAT
Hugh Legat is one of Chamberlain's secretaries.
Can you arrange for him to come to Munich? That he's part of the English delegation?
Possibly, yes.
-Will he be expecting-- -No.
But he will help us.
All right.
Right, I'll do what I can.
Gentlemen.
And can you get Paul into the conference?
I'll try and add you as an interpreter.
I have to get back.
What's happening here?
Do you think you can smuggle illegal documents
into an international conference
and have a secret meeting with the British prime minister,
right under the Führer's nose?
Yes.
Oh, Paul?
Then you should have this with you.
Ever used one?
As children, we used to shoot rabbits.
This is different.
The principle's the same, right?
Thanks.
The German Reich! Vote for the German Reich!
Which government is in the right? The answer is…
Cast your pivotal vote!
It's his vacation. He's the guest.
FOR LIST 2, VOTE NSDAP
Thirsty!
You're not going there.
Pardon?
You're too drunk, Lena.
I see. I'm too drunk.
I'm going.
Well, I won't come. Not with you two.
Okay, then don't.
You lot, hey! Can I ask you something?
-What? -What do you want?
-Who are you going to vote for? -Why?
What do you think of Hitler?
Hitler makes us proud to be German again!
-Thank you! Thank you very much. -Who are you lot going to vote for?
-Hitler! -Thank you.
See? The future.
Yes!
Paul,
people are leaving the country.
Families are getting on boats to America.
If that's what they decide, they are free to do so.
-They don't just decide like that! -Bullshit!
People don't want to live here anymore.
They are scared to live in this country. That's not just bullshit!
Fa-na-ti-cal.
Fuck you!
-Be quiet! -Exactly!
You're talking down to me like a child. I'm supposed to be grateful for that?
I'm sick of being grateful! And I'm sick of you too.
-Well? -Here are your papers.
They barely got you on the list.
Ready?
Are you coming?
Someone needs to make sure you don't do anything stupid.
Go, hurry. See you in Munich.
EMIGRATE! GO TO JERUSALEM!
This is your compartment.
Thank you.
-Cramped but cozy, huh? -Yeah!
Helmut, no visits from women.
Of course, you know me.
This is me.
-There's someone in there already. Hello? -Yes
Paulie?
Hello, Franz.
What are you doing here?
It seems they need my help…
I see.
…with interpreting.
-No one told me. -Yes, it was a last-minute decision.
Is this your bunk?
Yes.
Then we're roommates.
Yeah.
Like in the old days.
-Like in the old days! -Yeah, excellent!
Excellent, right?
Great.
Okay, may I? One second.
Yeah.
-See you in a bit, I… -See you.
You caught me.
Can I assist you?
I know it looks bad, but it's nothing personal.
We all have our orders.
I'm relieved to be able to tell you that everything is in order.
You can put it back now.
Thank you so much.
Come on, Paulie. Are you cross now?
Do I hear you being cross now? Is Paulie cross?
Cross little Paulie!
Paulie, come on!
Defend yourself!
Come on, defend yourself!
-Von Hartmann? -That's me.
Dr. Schmidt. Head of translation. Do you have a moment?
-Of course. -I'm very pleased to meet you.
I'm relieved I don't have to do all of it by myself.
When we arrive in Munich, I will handle the Führer, the Duce,
the prime minister, and the président du conseil.
And you can deal with the smaller stuff.
What other languages do you speak?
French, Italian, and a little, really just a little bit of Ru…
The Russians aren't invited, and neither are the Czechs.
Don't worry. I'll brief you on the details later.
Right now, the Führer is waiting for his foreign press summary.
Can you take care of that?
-Right now? -Yes, right now.
What do I have to do?
Look him in the eye.
Don't speak unless you're spoken to directly.
And don't smell of smoke.
If you stink of smoke, he'll throw you out.
-Heil Hitler. -Heil Hitler.
Von Hartmann, press summary for the Führer.
Who wrote this?
That's the editorial in the London Times, my Führer.
Have you spent time in England?
I was at Oxford for two years.
I can hear that.
Von Hartmann.
You're ambitious. Good.
You're intelligent. Good.
Maybe you think you're more intelligent than me?
-I-- -I can read people.
The way professors at those universities read books.
Oxford.
I see who you are.
Do you see me?
Yes, my Führer.
You know the English. What are they thinking?
They underestimate you.
Correct.
The maps, my Führer.
The new course for the border.
We have 40 divisions to destroy the Czechs with.
We could have it done within a week.
Yes, my Führer.
The train is heading in the wrong direction.
Why these detours?
Good, thank you.
PEACE IN EUROPE
WELCOME CHAMBERLAIN
How was your flight?
It was very uncomfortable.
I have a very sore back.
Welcome.
-Hello. -How do you do?
Welcome. Pardon me.
-Welcome. -Hello.
Attention!
We'll talk upstairs. Tell him that.
Just the four of us. You and one advisor each.
Yes, my Führer.
Thank you.
-…saw him carry himself with confidence. -Indeed.
I'll go give him the rest.
I require a watch. Lend me yours, please.
He apparently thinks he won't get it back. He thinks the Führer is a watch thief.
He thinks he's one of the clever ones.
Well, let's get it over with.
Very well, sir.
Well, please excuse me a moment.
-Oh, sorry! -Watch it!
Your ID, please.
Hartman, have you noticed how often Göring changed outfits today?
This is the third uniform I've seen him wear today.
But don't let that-- Oh, there's Schmidt. He needs you.
The Führer wishes for the ambassadors to join now.
Fetch François-Poncet and Henderson. Quickly, please.
Mr. Ambassador.
Right away.
I… Follow me without anyone seeing.
-Hello. Do you happen to have the time? -No. I'm sorry.
Thanks anyway.Damn it.
HUBERS
Excuse me. Some beer? Two pale lagers.
You're married?
Yes.
Happily?
So-so.
What about you?
No.
You're turning gray.
And you still don't need to shave.
Where's Lena?
We don't speak anymore.
My pleasure. Cheers.
Hugh, we both, you and I,
are the last hope of stopping Hitler.
They're going to make a deal. Tomorrow or the day after.
I know. That's the problem.
Why?
Make your deal, and Hitler becomes even more powerful.
We're preventing a war.
No, you're not. You're not!
I know it's awful for the Czechs to lose these territories,
but if you invade tomorrow,
tens of thousands of innocent people will die.
Yes. And if we don't invade tomorrow, then soon maybe millions will die.
Millions.
You have no idea who he is.
If you did, none of you would be here.
What do you want from me?
A meeting with Chamberlain.
Tonight.
Help me. Hugh. You're his secretary. Secretaries arrange meetings.
-But not secret meetings with you. -There has to be a way.
It's impossible. And what do you want to tell him?
What do you want to tell him?
Trust me, he knows.
I can prove it.
Is that amusing to you?
I'd forgotten what you're like.
-You don't want to help me. -I can't.
I can't! Not with a private meeting.
But if you have information we should know about,
I can try to arrange for the prime minister to see it.
Before he signs anything?
I can try.
Yes.
Excuse me, sir.
If you're done with the Stürmer, could I have it?
-Of course. -Yeah? And could I keep it as well?
-Of course. -Are you sure?
-Yes. -Thank you very much.
JEW CENTRAL PRAGUE
How's your afternoon, Herr von Hartmann?
Arduous, Frau Winter. And yours?
Well, I'm hanging in there.
-Did you meet with your English friend? -I did.
-And? -And we'll see.
Did something happen?
Yes, you could say that.
We have an agreement.
An agreement for the immediate handover of the Sudetenland…
Congratulations, Schmidt. Excellent work.
Thank you.
…to the German Empire.
We'll get everything we wanted.
I thought it would take at least another day.
Yes, it would have if Chamberlain had had his way.
He wanted to wear down the Führer with the smallest details.
-The man is a bean counter. -Have they signed already?
What? The treaties are being drawn up right now. They'll sign after dinner.
And straighten your tie.
The two of us have been invited to the dining room with the Führer.
-Oh God. -What, "Oh God"? Von Hartmann.
Herr von Hartmann, that's a great honor.
-Yes. -Quite right, Fräulein…
-Frau Winter. -Frau Winter.
Anyway, the English and the French aren't staying for dinner.
They've lost their appetite.
-So we were asked to fill the ranks. -Dr. Schmidt!
Well, looks like I'm needed again.
Don't drink too much, von Hartmann.
Just wet your lips.
We still have a lot of work ahead of us.
Tomorrow, the world will watch Munich and our translations.
Of course.
We can't afford any mistakes.
…he has some skill. He's not a bad negotiator.
-Excuse me. -Von Hartmann?
Where are you going?
Excuse me, my Führer. I'm needed for the translation of the agreement.
Come here.
I never forget a personal obligation.
For Germany,
I am prepared to be dishonest a thousand times over.
For myself, never.
I'm no watch thief.
Thank you, my Führer.
To the good health of our dear Italian friends.
And to the Führer.
To the Führer.
-Mr. President of the Council. -Yes?
Thank you for your cooperation.
I think we have come to a very good agreement.
There they are.
…the Czechs aren't here given the circumstances.
Oh, there's Monsieur Daladier.
Mr. Daladier, how was your dinner?
Are you looking for someone?
Yes, thank you. About the arrangements for the press?
Who's responsible for that?
Enjoy the rest of your stay in Munich, Mr. Legat.
What did you want from him?
Can a British photographer be at the signing?
No chance.
Only the Führer's personal photographer has permission to take pictures.
-Gentlemen! -We should stop talking.
It's me, Hugh.
What are you doing here?
I mean, what the hell are you doing here in Munich?
What are you doing here in Munich? What's going on here?
What is going on here? Talk to me!
I don't know--
Now, let's talk. Come on. Talk to me!
I would suggest you go back where you came from.
Legat.
The foreign press summary!
The Reichsführer is arriving.
Please excuse me, my Führer.
"The cheers for Hitler were mechanical and polite."
"For Chamberlain, they were ecstatic."
You, as an educated German, what do you think? Are they right?
I do not wish to be followed mechanically!
I gave Germany back its dignity.
Is it too much to ask for a little gratitude?
"Mechanical."
They're grateful to this asshole Chamberlain!
Am I the only one who realizes that we have a historic task ahead of us?
That this is the moment for Germany to fulfill its destiny?
Speak. I want you to answer me.
Why aren't they grateful?
The people don't want a war. They're afraid.
The people don't know what they want.
They're children.
But you're right. They are afraid.
I am surrounded by cowardice.
Yes, my Führer.
I told you, I can read people.
You say yes,
but your eyes…
are saying no.
It's just you and I here.
So,
what are you thinking, von Hartmann?
What do you…
want to say to me?
Nothing.
Heil, my Führer.
I'm told you've signed another agreement with Chamberlain?
Don't take that so seriously. That piece of paper is of no significance.
The problem lies here, with the German people.
Anything else?
Thank you.
For
this.
Thank you.
I assume you're waiting for me?
No, actually.
No?
Not today, Paulie. Not today, but soon. Very soon.
Well, then.
-My regards-- -Get out.
I could have shot Hitler.
I was so close to him, I could smell his breath.
I could feel the gun in my hand.
But my hand wouldn't move.
Do you know why?
What would give me the right?
Do you want to keep going?
What other choice do we have?
They'll hang you for that one day.
I know.
Subtitle translation by: Jonathan Williams