To be more valuable than his own?
If so, why?
Our bodies are not our own property
but our nation's,
our country's
and - before all - Fuhrer's.
There is no better ending for life
than a heroic death.
Siegfried Gladen,
nation would like to thank you
and assure you that it will never forget you.
Lower!
I can't believe my own eyes!
It can always be done just a little bit better.
Don't let the tiredness deceive you!
Enough!
Students,
today we'll practice high jumps,
my favorite sport discipline.
It requires absolute body control,
stomach muscles have to be as hard as a board,
as they support the whole body.
If one bends in waist
he will not achieve a single thing.
As hard as a board.
Who wants to try first?
Come here, boxer kid.
As hard as a board. Go on.
Hit me...
Fine,
line up for the jump!
Quite a brave act.
Will you come home with me in Sunday?
It's my dad's birthday.
- Heil Hitler, young master Stein. - Hey, Johan.
Albrecht, finally! It's good to see you.
So you're Friedrich? My son's been telling me a lot about you, welcome.
- Thank you for your invitation. - Oh, never mind.
- Mom, I... - You'll tell me later.
Show me your room.
Not bad.
Everything has already been here.
- The whole house? - Yes.
Faster, faster...
Thank you, I'm touched.
Happy birthday.
Good evening, dad. Happy birthday.
Thank you.
You dropped on weight again. Do you do enough sports?
Naturally.
This is Friedrich,
- you know... - of course,
I've heard a lot about your boxing skills.
Hello.
Dear Heinrich,
on behalf of your old mates we'd like to wish you the very best
and a good start in Warthegau.
I hope you've got enough skills to clean up the local mess!
Cheers!
Dear father,
I wrote a birthday poem for you.
Here it goes:
- "At first... - Thank you,
Albrecht, I'll be glad to hear it later.
Dear Franz,
dear companions,
thank you for that great party.
Let me tell you...
...that the task I was given...
...fills me with pride.
I wouldn't have been granted with it in Berlin.
Some people simply can't understand my methods
but in this country it is Fuhrer who decides about everything, not bureaucrats!
Cheers! Carl! Wilhelm! Franz!
How's your combat training?
- Very well. - Albrecht is going to be a Waffen SS officer after school.
Well, strength tasks might not be...
So you are the boxer, aren't you?
- In a perfect shape, not to mention! - Well, maybe you could show us some of your capabilities later on?
What a great idea.
Gentlemen,
I'd like to invite you to the cellar after the meal, our elite young people
are going to show us something special.
What a great idea.
Quite surprised, aren't you?
I practice willingly in my free time for my form's sake. Undress.
- Undress? - You'll show us what you've learned.
- But Albrecht did not... - Every German�s got to know how to box.
Fight!
What's that supposed to be!?
Fight honestly, you don't have to spare anyone here!
Fight honestly,
No.
Hit me!
- No. - You're to box!
Hit me, coward!
You're to fight!
Albrecht!
Don't you worry. Great punch.
Genius.
Hans, give some vodka to our young people.
Our country needs people like you.
Just a few people like you on the Eastern front and we would finally be able to close the chapter for good!
Cheers!
- But, sir... - That's for you, Heinrich.
- Can I, young master? - Yes, go.
Albrecht, listen...
Attention!
Face me!
Students!
I've got good news for you! Due to intensified air fights
Wehrmacht has called in a few of our students.
Yesterday our whole eight grade volunteered.
They're going to terrify our enemy's heart.
I'm filled with pride
that our people who have passed their second school certificate
have answered the call, not turned against...
the danger.
Heil Hitler, students!
At least they'll no longer be here.
How long are you going to be angry at me?
I'm not,
I'm afraid.
Of what?
Friedrich,
wake up!
What's it?
It's your father.
Forward, march! Leave!
Attention!
Reporting: Seventh grade gathered.
Heil Hitler, students!
Stand easy.
Students! We've got such a problem:
The day before yesterday a transport of war captives arrived at Allenstein station.
12 Russians
managed to run into forests near Karlstadt.
They disabled two guards
and took over their weapons.
Nobody knows the local area better than you do,
and as a result I'd like to ask you for your help.
If you wish to take part in this dangerous action
and help to capture those wild monsters,
- answer me with a loud "Yes, sir!" - Yes, sir!
Let's go, then!
Faster!
Take the ammo by yourself.
Hard bullets?
And what did you think?
That we were going to catch then with bare hands? Next!
Go, go!
Get in!
Go!
Do your best and don't let then run away.
I'll award the most zealous units
with a Contribution Cross myself.
Load your weapons!
Unlock them!
March off!
Stop!
Hands up or I'll shoot!
I saw one there, he had something in his hands.
They were children!
Faster, bandages!
- What's he saying? - I don't know.
It doesn't help, Albrecht!
Calm down, everything will be fine.
He's dead.
It's high-time.
Let's go!
What happened?
Report!
Five captives were shot during a run-away trial.
- Is that the last one? - Yes.
Stand back, Albrecht.
Dad, no.
Don't you ever dare to stand up to me in public again!
- Did you understand?! - Yes, father.
Good job!
Let's go, there's more of them!
You too, move!
- Sir, we... - What was sir for?
Of course.
Let's go, Albrecht.
Move it!
- Pull yourself together! - Pull myself together?
Do you know what we have just done?
We didn't have to shoot!
I didn't give you any order.
Your father said they were armed.
What are you staring at?!
I'm not looking at you.
I know what you're thinking!
Don't look at me like that!
- Albrecht! - Stay here,
it won't do any good.
Weiner, were you the one who shot him?
Huh, answer my question!
I asked you something,
are you deaf or what?
- Split up! - I'll take care of it!
Take their weapons.
Are you out of your mind?! It's a combat mission!
Get in!
Let's go.
You're lucky Russians didn't abduct you.
You'll be leaving the jail tomorrow.
You'll stay with me.
Christoph?
Shut up, Hefe.
- I'd like to talk... - Shut the fuck up!
Attention!
Sit down!
Take out your notebooks, you're going to write an essay
"Winter landscape as a background for German knights sagas. "
You've got an hour, starting from now.
All right, your time's up.
Christoph, go to the board and start reading.
Please.
German landscape as a background for German knight sagas.
German landscape is a very important background for knight sagas.
Oh really?
The earliest sources prove
the enormous role of winter landscape in historic...
Enough, take your seat.
Albrecht, come, you'll read.
Please.
Despite being childish,
Winter and a view of fresh snow awakens in us, humans,
a feeling of obscure happiness.
Maybe because of the fact that as children we used to think of snow as of Christmas.
In my dreams I used to be a knight who saves a virgin from a dragon
and frees the world from evil.
When we left and looked for the captives yesterday
I suddenly remembered that boy who wanted to save the world from the evil.
Enough.
When we were returning I understood that I am that evil myself.
Evil that I wanted to free the world from.
Albrecht, enough!
Killing the captives is not acceptable.
- They weren't armed, as Stein suggested in order to bait us. - Stop that!
- We did not shoot men but children. - Leave at this instance!
How can you explain your behavior?
You do understand my position here, right?
I think you do not have the slightest idea what privileges you have here.
Do you know how much I would sacrifice to have the opportunity to graduate from such a school?
I was not granted such a chance,
and, being 16, I've already been working for 3 years.
And you
all you can do is just trample everything.
But it's over now.
You're going to write an essay
in which you'll explain the real version.
And I expect you
to join SS by yourself.
I've already talked to Borner, brigade leader.
Ukraine will suit you best right now.
- I can't. - What?
I won't write anything,
yesterday I wrote what I really thought.
I'm to be given the essay tomorrow morning
or else you won't survive this.
All right, get out. End of jail.
- What's going on? - Haven't you heard?
Albrecht defamed his father in the essay.
What?!
Albrecht!
What happened?
I'm going to be 17 in a week,
my father's sending me to the Eastern front.
Besides I'm supposed to write an essay and straighten everything up.
Did you really have to write it?
I couldn't have done it in any different way.
How come?
So couldn't you
when you hit the coach.
- That was something different. - Oh really?
- You didn't help anyone by doing so! - Yes, I did.
So whom did you help? Explain it to me, because I can't understand it!
I helped myself.
Oh really, you helped yourself?!
You didn't think about the others, did you?!
Say something!
You fucking egoist!
That's the first essay my father has ever read.
What are you going to do now?
Don't know.
Get up! In ten minutes I want to see everybody at the lake!
When I say "in ten minutes"
then you ARE to be at the lake in ten minutes, is that clear?!
Okay.
You're going to enter the air-hole
and swim to the second one.
Whoever's ready goes wash himself and up for the breakfast.
Christoph, you're going to be the first one.
Go on, it won't be any warmer here!
Christian and Peter, go to the second air-hole.
Go to your room!
Friedrich, you're next.
Albrecht, your turn.
Now Tjaden!
Albrecht! Albrecht!
Albrecht, no!
Too weak.
He was simply too weak.
Obituary.
Please!
Friedrich,
good to see you awoken.
I'd like to have it printed in the upcoming issue.
No.
But
we can't bury him,
- you can't do something like that... - Amidst people who have died for Fuhrer
for motherland and for the nation, there is no place for suicides.
His parents think the same way.
They asked me
whether I had not forgiven you the fact that you had been jointly guilty for his death too fast.
Both of them have strong feeling
that their son has changed since you met yourselves.
But I decided to defend you.
Don't worry, I know
how much that Saturday fight in the name of our school means to you.
That's a proof of your faith
in the methods of your tutors and your gratitude for a chance
that you were offered here.
Thank you, you may leave.
How are you?
What happened back there in the forest was terrible
and Albrecht's death is a severe loss.
But right now it's all about your future, your life.
There are school sport teachers in the audience.
Use that fact well!
Is everything all right?
Make him cry!
You know the rules.
No punches below waist and hitting with head. Fair-play fight.
To the corners.
Fight!
One, two,
three,
four...
Fight!
Undress.
Slips are our property as well.
March away.
Faster, Weiner!
Let's go, forward, march.
Till 1945 there'd been over 40 Nazi educational outposts with over 15,000 students
at the territory of German Reich.
When the war was known to be already lost they were sent for the "Last Struggle".
Blinded by fanaticism and being insufficiently armed,
they were offering obstinate resistance. Half of them died.
Napola
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