English Subtitles by BirdFlu for DEViSE
Chapter 1: Once Upon A Time... In Nazi Occupied France
Go back inside and shut the door!
Julie, get me some water to wash up with...
...and then get inside with your sisters.
Ready, papa.
Thank you, darling.
...now go inside with the others.
Don't run!
Is this the property of Perrier LaPadite?
I'm Perrier LaPadite.
It is a pleasure to meet you, Monsieur LaPadite...
I am S.S. Colonel Lans Handa.
How may I help you?
I was hoping for a warm invitation into your home,
...so we could have a frank and open discussion.
Absolutely. Follow me.
Colonel Landa, this is my family.
Colonel of the S.S., Hans Landa,
...madamoiselle...
...at your service.
Each of your lovely daughters, is more lovely than the last one.
The pleasant rumors I have heard about you all are true.
Thank you.
Please...
Be seated.
Sweetheart, please, go fetch wine for the Colonel.
No, no!
Thanks, Monsieur LaPadite, but no alcohol!
Becuase this is a dairy farm, is it safe to assume you have milk?
Yes.
Then I will have milk.
As you wish.
Darling, please close the window.
Thank you.
Monsieur, to both your family and your cows...
...I say; Bravo!!
Thank you.
Now please, join me at your dining table.
Very well.
Monsieur LaPadite,...
...what we must discuss, should be discussed in private.
If you notice, I've left my men outside.
If not offensive, could you ask your girls to step outside?
You are right.
Charlotte, take your sisters outside.
The colonel and I need to share a few words in private.
Monsieur LaPadite,...
I regret to inform you that I've exhausted the extent of my French.
To continue to speak so inadequately would only serve to embarass me more.
From what I understand, your English is very fluent and clear.
Yes...
Same for me. Because this is your house...
I'll politely ask that we speak English...
...for the rest of this conversation.
By all means.
Monsieur LaPadite,...
...I thank you for your milk...
...and your hospitality.
I believe I'm done here.
Aah! Madame!
Many thanks for your time.
We shall not be bothering your family any longer.
So, Monsieur...
...and Madamoiselle.
I warmly bid you...
... adieu.
Till we meet again, Shoshanna!
Chapter 2: Inglorious Basterds
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!
How much more of the Jew swine must I endure?!?
They're slaughtering my men; having them clucking like chickens!
Soldiers of the Third Reich, feared worldwide, now scared!
"They're clubbing my men", and other rumors like...
...they're demons and the "Bear Jew" is a Golem!
Those are just soldier's tall tales.
Nobody believes the "Bear Jew" is a golem.
Why not? They keep slipping right through our fingers.
They appear and dissapear at will.
IF YOU WANT TO PROVE THEY'RE FLESH AND BLOOD...
THEN BRING THEM TO ME!!!!!!1one1!
I will hang them naked, by their toes...
...from the Eiffel Tower.
And then toss their bodies, into the sewers...
...so the rats of Paris, can hold a grand feast!
Kliest! -Yes, my Fuhrer?
Get this order to every German soldier there is:
The Jew-trash, called "The Bear Jew", is no longer reffered to as
"The Bear Jew" anymore! -Yes, my Fuhrer!
Do you still want to see Private Butz?
Who or what the hell is a private Butz?
He's the soldier you asked to see personally.
His squad was ambushed by Lt. Raine's jews.
He was the only survivor.
Of course, I wanted to see him.
Thanks for the reminder. Send him in here.
There were two others and I. Everyone else was shot dead.
One man guarded us, and the others were removing hairs.
HUGO STIGLITZ
Seargant HUGO STIGLITZ Murders 13 German Officials
English? -No.
(Repeated Verbatim)
A machine gun bunker, dug out right here.
Why did they let YOU live? -They told me to spread the word.
YOU WILL TELL NOBODY! NOT A SINGLE SOUL!
You were ambushed, and you ran away.
NOT A SINGLE WORD OF DETAILS ABOUT IT!
Yes, my Fuhrer.
Are you marked like the other survivors?
Yes, my Fuhrer.
I will hug my mother, like I've never hugged her before.
Will you take off your uniform?
Not only will I take it off, I will also burn it.
Chapter 3: German Night in Paris
France
Cinema
The White Hell of Piz Palu
LENI REFENSHTAL IN PABST WHITE HELL OF PIZ PALU
Shoshanna Dreyfus: Living in France w/Forged Papers
What starts tomorrow?
A Max Linder Festival
I've always preferred him over Chaplin.
Except he never made a film as good as "The Kid".
The chase scene in "The Kid" = Superb!
I adore this cinema. -Thanks.
Is it yours? -Am I the owner?
Yes. -Yes.
How does a young girl like you own a cinema?
My aunt left it to me.
Thanks for holding a German Night.
Ha, I don't have a choice. But you're welcome.
I love the mountain films of Refensthal. Like "Piz Palu".
It's nice to see a French girl admiring Refensthal.
"Admire" wouldn't describe my feelings towards Madame Refensthal.
But at least you admire the director Pabst, right?
Because you put his name up on the marquee.
You didn't have to do that much.
I'm French. We respect directors in our country.
Even Germans? -Even Germans.
Thanks for the help. Adieu.
You're not finished!
I'll finish tomorrow morning.
What's your name?
You want to see my papers?
Emannuele Mimieux... That's a pretty name.
Thanks. Are you finished with my papers?
Madamoiselle, my name is Frederick Zoller.
It's been a pleasure talking to a fellow cinema lover.
Goodnight Madamemoiselle. Adieu.
It's you Madamoiselle! May I join you?
Look Frederick... Oh! You remembered my name!
Yep. You look like nice enough a young fellow...
Well, thank you... -Regardless...
I want you to stop pestering me.
I apologize Madamoiselle. I'm not being a pest.
I'm trying to be friendly.
I don't want to befriend you. -But why not?
Don't be childish. You know why.
I'm more than a uniform. -Not to me.
If you want to have a French girlfriend, I suggest Vichy.
(Unsubtitled)
Who are you? -I was told "just a uniform."
You're not just a soldier, are you somebody's son?
Most soldiers are the son of someone.
You're really lucky to have a war hero as a boyfriend.
No, no, no. Madamoiselle is not really my girlfriend.
Oh, you're a war hero. What did you do for fame?
I was alone in a "bird's nest" in a walled off city in Russia.
It was myself, a thousand bullets, and 300 Russian soldiers.
What's a "bird's nest"?
Oh, it's the name we snipers gave to bell towers.
It's high up, with a 360 degree view. Very useful to us.
How many people did you kill?
...the first day.
The second day, 150. -Ah.
32 the 3rd day. The rest left the 4th day.
Naturally, my story recieved a lot of attention in Germany.
They call me the German Sgt. York.
Maybe they'll make a movie about you.
Well, that's what Joseph Goebbels thought, and he did.
It's called "Nation's Pride", and I was asked to so I played myself!
Posters are all over Paris, thats why I get attention.
"Nation's Pride" is about you? And it's starring you?
I know, funny, huh?
Not at all. What are you doing here, slacking off?
Au revoir.
Madamoiselle Mimieux? -Yes?
Talk to her in French for me.
Is this your cinema? -Yes.
Tell her to come with us. -Come down. Get in.
I don't understand, what have I done?
She wants to know what she has done.
Get your ass in the car. Come on.
It's only the offspring of slaves that lets America win athletically.
American Olympic Medal Gold can be measured in nigger sweat.
Joseph Goebbels: Second in Command of the Third Reich
You came! I wasn't sure if you'd take the invitation.
That was an invitation?
Is that the young lady in question Frederick?
Yes, it is Doctor Goebbels. Emanuelle, I want you to meet him.
Emanuelle Mimieux, I present to you Minister of Propaganda,
leader of the entire German film industry,
and now I'm an actor, my boss; Dr. Joseph Goebbels.
Your reputation precedes you, Madame Mimieux.
That's supposed to be the French interpreter of Dr. Goebbels,
Madamoiselle Franchesca Mondino.
Bonjour.
Fill Me! -HYEAHGHHH!
Bonjour!
And you've met my major...
Actually, I didn't mention, I'm Major Deiter Hellstrom of the Gestapo.
I am at your service, Madamoiselle.
Everything okay so far?
Please, have a seat.
Try the wine Madamoiselle. It's quite good.
I come to France, try to have lunch with my star...
But no! He's wanted all over Paris...
and I have to make an appointment!
I've only had to wait for days to see two people.
One was the Fuhrer... the other is Private Zoller.
I finally get an audience to speak with this Private...
and he spends the entire meeting, speaking about you and your cinema.
So Fraulein Mimieux, let's do business.
Dr. Goebbels, I haven't told her yet.
Unless she's a simpleton, she's figured it out already.
She does own a cinema, after all.
Franchesca, tell her.
Zoller is trying to have Goebbels change his plans for their film's
premiere, and have it held at your cinema instead.
What? -I wanted to tell her.
Shit. Excuse me, Private. Of course you did.
What's the issue now?
The private wanted to inform her of the change himself.
Nonsense!
Until I ask her my questions, nothing has been changed!
Let the record state that I have not agreed to a venue change yet!
Duly noted.
Opera boxes? -Yes.
How many? -Three.
More would be better. How many seats are there?
350. -That's 400 less than the Ritz.
But Dr. Goebbels, that's not a bad thing!
You, yourself, stated you don't want to cater to the rich French suck-ups.
The less the seats, the more exclusive the event.
You won't struggle to fill house, you'll have them fighting for seats.
Also, screw the French!
This is a German night, German event, a German celebration!
This is for you, me, the military, high command, and family and friends.
The only ones that should be there, are he ones who will be moved by my film!
You've improved at public speaking. I've created a monster.
A strangely persuasive monster. When the war is done, there is politics!
You're right, Private, but before I make anything final,...
I have to check out her theater. And then I can foward the yes or no.
Your theater will be closed tonight, and you'll give me a private screening.
What German films do you have to play?
Aah! Landa! You're here!
Colonel Landa will be responsible for the security of the premiere.
Charmed.
And now, I must get Minister Goebbels to his next appointment.
She's like a slave driver. A french slave driver!
Actually, because I'm in charge of security for the event,
I'd like to have a word with Madamoiselle.
What are you discussing?
That sounds suspiciously like a Private is questioning the order of a Colonel.
Or am I just being sensitive?
Nothing can be farther from the truth.
Your authority is beyond question!
But your reputation precedes you.
Is there reason for Madamoiselle or myself to be concerned?
Hans, he means no harm.
The young lad is simply smitten.
And he's right. Your reputation is one where tales are told about.
No need for concern you two. As security chief, we must discuss...
things concerning problems that might arise at the new venue.
Have you tried the strudel here? -Na...No.
It's not that terrible.
How did you and that young man meet?
Wait, two strudels. One for me and one for Madamoiselle.
For me, coffee, and for her, a glass of milk!
So Madamoiselle, you were beginning to explain...
He began to talk to me when I was fixing my marquee.
I had no idea who he was or what he did...
Madamoiselle, let me interrupt you...
This is a simple formality, there's no need to feel anxious.
I'm sorry, I forgot to ask for some fresh cream.
Wait for the cream.
Is everything okay Emannuel? -Yes.
Emmanuele, please,...
Explain to me how...
How does a young girl like you own such a large movie theater?
After you.
Your verdict?
As I said, it's not terrible!
So tell me how you got the cinema.
It belonged to my aunt and uncle.
What was their names? - Jean Pierre and Ada Mimieux.
- What happened to him? - He died in Blitzkrieg.
Continue.
My aunt died last year, and she left everything to me.
They said you have a Negro in your employ.
Yes.
He's a Frenchman. His name is Marcel.
He took over for my aunt when she became sick,
...so I kept him with me.
- What does he do? - Projectionist.
- Is he good? - The best.
I guess one of them might be worth it then.
Can you operate a projector?
Sure.
Knowing the Minister as I know him,
He wouldn't like knowing that his big night is dependent...
...upon the operations of a black man.
But if so,...
we can still use your cinema...
...and everything will work out well...
...if you operate the projector.
- Is that okay? - Yes.
Cigarette?
There are not French, they are German.
I have to ask you something else...
But I forget what it is...
...so I guess it's not important.
Good night.
I must say, I appreciate the modesty of your theatre.
Your cinema deserves respect. It seems so church-like.
Not to say we can't spruce the place up a bit.
We can take some artwork from the Lourve and throw them in the lobby.
You can't do that dear, it's a museum!
I don't give a fuck!
Oh! I want that chandeliere from Versailles Palace also!
Hey! Why the fuck are they here?
It seems they want to use the cinema.
I know, but what the fuck are we supposed to do?
I need to talk to you about that. - Wait, I'm not following you.
We're going to lock them in here, and burn this place to the ground.
That's what you're saying. That has nothing to do with me.
No, we're saying that. We do this together.
They would burn this place down, with us still in it,
so we can burn this place down, with all of them in it.
How do you think we'll get that to go down?
We have the collection of Madame Mingion's films.
So we don't need explosives...
You mean we don't need more explosives...
I'll burn this place down using the film we have.
And you know it'll happen, I will do it,
and you're not going to let me do it alone.
Because we love each other. You're the only one I trust.
I have an idea...
Do you have a camera that we can work with sound?
It works fine, I used it last week to record a guitarist performing in a cafe.
Why do you need it?
Because we're going to make a movie, Marcel.
And it's going to premiere for the Nazis.
Chapter 4: Operation KINO
I'm a fictional, literary character, an American, well it's up for question...
No question. The author's nationality has nothing to do with the character's.
The character is the character!
Hamlet's not British; he is Danish!
So yes, your character was born in America.
That's wise!
If I had a wife, would she be called a squaw?
Is my blood brother named, Old Shatterhand?
Did Karl May create me? -So who are you?
I am Winnetou, Chief of the Apaches!
Hello my lovelies! I'll come in a moment,
I'm finishing up a game with my five new friends here.
No hurry, Frau von Hammersmark. Take your time, enjoy yourself.
Eric, my dear. Make sure my friends get whatever they want.
Of course, Frau von Hammersmark. Your wish is my command.
Officers, Madam wants to know, what will you have to drink?
One whisky, two, three whiskys. -Three whisky's coming up!
Excuse me, I had a wonderful time, but I must leave now.
Thanks. -Hey your card!
Of course, and I was... Genghis Khan! I wouldn't have won.
You said no Germans come here. -Yes. Normally, that's true...
That soldier became a father. His commanding officer threw a party.
We should leave, then.
No, we stay for at least one drink.
I've been waiting for you in a bar, and that's suspicious.
She's right. Stay calm, and enjoy your drink.
She's right, just be calm, and enjoy your whiskey.
Eric, thank you very much.
Hey, why don't you come and fill in the empty place?
No, no, no. I can't. I must help my father.
Oh, you can go and play.
I will help her translate.
Nobody try to mess with her.
Don't worry. I can take them if they try anything.
I am stronger than I look.
Schnapps, Schnapps, and more Schapps.
I have something to say.
We drink to the birth of his new son, Maximillion.
All for Max!
The location of Operation Kino has been changed.
Why is that?
No one knows. But there's no problem with that.
The new cinema is much smaller than the Ritz.
So the materials we have should be doubly effective.
Now this next piece of information is colossal.
Try not to over react.
The Fuhrer...
Frau Von Hammersmark, I was just thinking...
...could you sign an autograph for my son on his birthday?
I'd love to, Wilhelm.
This handsome, happy soldier just became a father today.
So Wilhelm, do you know the name of your baby yet?
Certainly. His name is Maximilian.
Maximillian, wonderful name!
Thank you, Lieutenant.
Nothing but the best for little Maximilian.
Thank you, Fraulein, thank you.
Max may not know who you are now, but he will.
He'll watch all your films. He will grow up on your movies...
...and this napkin on his wall.
I purpose a toast to the greatest actress...
...in Germany! No Dietrich, no Riefenstahl, only Von Hammersmark!
So the update is...
Frau Von Hammersmark, what brings you to France?
None of your business.
You haven't exhausted your welcome with Fraulein...
...with your drunken boorish behavior...
...but it's worn out with me!
Might I remind you, you're an enlisted man.
And this is an Officers' table!
I suggest you stop bothering the Fraulein...
...and rejoin your table.
Excuse me Captain, but your accent is very unusual.
Where are you from?
Listen, you must be either drunk or mad...
to speak to a superior officer with such impertinentness!
I'm making you and you responsible for him!
I suggest you take hold of your friend...
...or he'll spend Max's first birthday in jail for public drunkenness!
Then might I inquire?
Like the young new father, I too have an ear for accents.
And like him, I too find yours odd.
From where do you hail, Captain?
Major, this is highly inappr...
I wasn't speaking to you, Lieutenant Saltzberg,
or you either, Lieutenant Berlin.
I was speaking to Captain I-don't-know-what.
I was born in a small village, that lies just below of Piz Palu.
The mountain? -Yes.
In that village we all speak in this accent.
Have you seen the Riefenshtal film? -Yes.
Then you saw me.
Do you know the skiing torch scene? -Yes.
In that scene was me, my father, my sister, and my two brothers.
My brother is so handsome, the director Pabst, gave him a closeup.
Major, if my word counts, I vouch for everything the he just said.
He does hail from the bottom of Piz Palu, he was in the film,
and his brother is far more handsome than he.
You should rejoin your friends.
May I join you? By all means, Major.
So that's the source of your bizarre accent? Amazing!
So what are you doing here?
Aside from having a drink with the lovely lady?
Well that pleasure requires no explanation.
I mean in my country.
You're obviously not stationed in France, or I'd know who you are.
You know every German in France?
Worth knowing.
Well, there's my problem.
I never claimed to be worth knowing.
All jokes aside, what are you doing in France?
Escorting her to Goebbels' film premiere.
You're the lucky escort of von Hammersmark?
Somebody has to carry her lighter.
The Captain is my date, but all three are my guests.
We're old friends, and we go back a long time.
Years longer than an actress would care to admit...
Well in that case, let me raise my glass...
to the three luckiest men in the room. -I'll drink to that
I must say, that game they're playing looks like a good bit of fun.
I didn't join them, because you're quite right, officers and enlisted men shouldnt fraternize,
But, we're all officers; and sophisticated lady friends of officers. What say?
Yeah! Okay! One game! -Wonderful!
The steps to this game are to write the name of a famous person on your card.
Real Or fictitious, it doesnt matter.
You could write Confucious or Doctor Fu Manchu.
Eric! More pens.
And they must be famous. Not Aunt Frida.
When done, put the card facedown on the table, and move it to your left.
Thanks. The person to the right, will give you their card.
Pick up the card; no looking at it, lick the back, like so...
and stick it on your forehead. And in 10 Y/N questions, guess who you are.
Pick a name. Pick a name.
I'll start as an example. Am I German? -No.
Am I American? No.
Wait a minute, he goes to -
Don't be ridiculous, obviously he wasn't born American.
So I visited America, aye? Yes.
Was this visit...fortuitous?
Not for you.
My homeland, can I call it... exotic? -Yes.
Hm. That could be ether a reference to the jungle, or the Orient.
I'll take my first instinct, and ask, am I from the jungle?
Yes.
Now gentlemen, at this time you could ask, whether you're real or fictitious.
I think that's too easy, so I won't ask that. Okay, I'm from the jungle?
I visited America, but my visit was not fortuitous to me...
the implication is that it was to somebody else.
When I went from the jungle to America, did I go by boat?
Yes... -Did I go against my will?
Yes! -On this boat ride, was I in chains?
Yes! -In America was I in chains?
Yes! -I'm the story of nigger in America.
No. -Well then I must be King Kong.
Since I answered correctly, you all must finish your drinks.
Now, who's next?
Major, I don't mean to be rude. But the four of us are very good friends.
And the four of us haven't seen each other in quite a while.
Major, I'm afraid, you are intruding.
I beg to differ Captain.
Only if the Fraulein considers me an intrusion, that I become a intruder.
How about it? Am I intruding? -Of course not, Major.
I didn't think so. I guess the young Captain is just immune to my charm.
Joking. Just joking! Of course I'm intruding.
Allow me to refill your glasses, gentlemen; I will bid you and Fraulein, adieu.
Eric has a bottle of 33yo whiskey from the Scottish highlands.
What say, gentlemen?
You're most gracious, sir.
Eric, the thirty-three, and new glasses!
You don`t want to contaminate the thirty- three with the swill you were drinking.
How many glasses?
Five glasses.
Not me. I like scotch, scotch doesn't like me.
Nor I. I'll stay with bubbly.
Three Glasses. (Uses English Hand Signal)
To another thousand years of the German Empire!
A thousand years' empire!
I know you've been lying about everything.
Did you hear that? That's the sound of my pistol pointed right at your testicles.
Why do you have a gun pointed at my testicles?
Because you've just given yourself away, Captain.
You're no more German than this Scotch.
Well, Major... -Major.
Shut up, slut.
You were saying?
I was saying that makes two of us.
I've had a gun pointed at your balls since you sat down.
That makes three of us.
And at this range, I'm a real Fredrick Zoller.
Looks like we have a bit of a sticky situation here.
What's going to happen, Major,
is that you're going to stand up and walk out that door with us.
No, no, no, no, no. I don't think so.
I'm afraid you and I both know,...
...no matter what happens to anybody else in this room,...
...the two of us are not leaving at all.
Shame about Wilhelm's buddies. They seem like a likeable bunch.
You'll have to shoot them too.
We'll have a climax, and there will be no father for Max.
Think about it.
Say goodbye to your Nazi balls.
Wilhelm, think about little Maximillian.
Well, I've been rethinking my position in regards to
your Paris premiere of "Nation's Pride".
As the weeks have gone on, and the Americans are on the beach,...
...I do find myself thinking more and more...
...about this young man, Private Zoller.
This boy has done something tremendous for us. And I think,
...it's meaningful if I participate in this event.
Ahhh, Hugo, you've moved up in the world I see.
Lieutenant. And with your record of insubordination.
Truly remarkable.
And that one is Weihelm Wicki.
He's an Austrian born jew, who fled to the United States
when things began turning sour for the Israelites.
Both are the German-born members of the Basterds.
They don German uniforms to ambush squads.
What brings you all the way out here?
This doesn't look the same. This is odd.
It seems somebody's missing. Somebody fashionable.
To Max, with love, Bridget Von Hammersmark.
Chapter 5: Revenge of the Giant Face
Night of "Nation's Pride" Premiere
Ready?
Ready.
Action.
But how do we get it developed?
Only suicidal idiots like us would develop that footage.
How do we get a 35mm print with a soundtrack?
We find somebody who develops and processes 35mm prints.
And we make them do it, or we kill them.
Bring that fucker over here! Put his head down on that table.
You either do whatever the fuck we tell you to,
...or I'll bury this axe in your collaborating skull.
I'm not a collaborator!
Marcel, do you know his wife and children?
Yes.
After we kill this German dog, we'll go and silence them.
This is a waste of a the biggest German jewel...
Ah, I'm only wearing it tonight, shut up!
Yes, it's a big night. You're right. We must look nice.
It's the premiere of THIS hero's first film!
I want to introduce you to the greatest actor in Germany.
My pleasure. You have a beautiful cinema.
Fraulein Von Hammersmark,
Colonel Landa, it's been years. Dashing as ever, I see.
So what's happened to your lovely leg?
A product of kicking ass in German cinema, no doubt.
Save your flattery, you old dog.
I've heard too many stories, to fall in your honey pot.
Seriously, what happened?
Well, I tried my hand, foolishly, I might add, at mountain climbing.
Mountain climbing? That's how you injured your leg? Mountain climbing?
Believe it or not, yes it is.
Forgive me Fraulein. I don't mean to laugh at your misfortune.
It's just... mountain climbing?
I'm curious. What could ever compel a sophisticated lady
like you to undertake such a foolhardy endeavour?
Well, I shant be doing it again, I can tell you that.
That cast looks fresh. When did it happen? Last night?
Very good eye, Colonel. It happened yesterday morning.
And where exactly is in Paris is this mountain?
I'm just teasing you, Fraulein.
You know me, I tease rough. So who are your handsome escorts?
I'm afraid neither three speak a word of German.
Their friends of mine from Italy.
This is the wonderful Italian stuntman, Enzo Gorlomi.
He's a very talented cameraman, Antonio Margheriti.
and Antonio's assistant, Dominick DeCocco.
Gentlemen, this is an old friend, Colonel Hans Landa of the S.S.
Hello.
Gentlemen, I must say.
A friend of hers is like my own friend, and I know all of them well,
so naturally, you're under my protection, as she is, and you're all safe here.
Thank you.
Am I pronouncing it correctly?
Yes, you are correct.
Say it for me once please.
I'm sorry, again?
Once more.
What's your name again?
Again?
One more time! But let me really hear the music in it!
And you?
Well, my two cameraman friends need to find their seats.
Let me see your tickets.
These are fairly easy seats to find for the premiere.
Seats 0023 and 0024.
I hope you enjoy the film. Goodbye.
Goodbye. -Goodbye!
Ooh lala, Danielle Darrieux.
I have to go and socialize with these pigs. Let's go over it again?
Reel one is on the first projector.
Reel two is on the second. Three is right here.
And four is ready to go.
The combat scene begins around the middle of the third reel.
Before our film begins in Reel 4, make sure you've locked the exits.
Wait for my cue, then burn it down.
Take your seats! The show will begin! Everybody take your seats soon!
Well, we should go find our seats.
Not so fast, let's have a glass of champagne before "Nation's Pride".
Frau Von Hammersmark, may I speak to you in private?
Yes, of course.
Excuse us.
Have a seat fraulein.
Mademoiselle Mimieux has allowed me to use her office.
Let me see your foot.
I beg your pardon?
Put your foot in my lap.
Colonel, you embarrass me.
Can you reach inside my right pocket and give me whatever you find.
What now Colonel?
The man in the white suit.
Very clever.
Do you have any gum?
It's almost time. I'll go lock the doors and hide behind the screen.
Who is it?
Fredrick. -Fuck!
Are you the manager of this cinema?
I want my money back. That actor in the movie stinks.
What are you doing here?
I came to visit you.
Can't you see how busy I am?
Then allow me to lend my assistance.
Fredrick it's not funny, you can't be here.
This is your premiere, you need to be out there with them.
Normally, you would be right.
And for all the other films I do, I'll do everything the proper way.
However the fact remains, this film is based on my experiences.
And in this case, my exploits caused the deaths of many men.
Consequently, the part of the film playing now, I don't enjoy watching.
Fredrick, I am sorry, but...
So, I thought, I'd come up here and do what I do best, annoy you.
And from the look on your face, it would appear I haven't lost my touch.
Are you so used to the Nazis kissing your ass,
that you've forgotten what the word "No" means?
No, Fredrick, you can't come in here, now go away!
Fredrick, you hurt me.
Well, it's nice to know you can feel something.
Even if it's just physical pain.
I'm not a man you say, "Go away," to.
There's over three hundred dead bodies in Russia,
that, if they could, would testify to that.
After what I've done for you, I will not have you ignore me!
Shut the door.
Pardon?
Shut the door so we can have privacy.
May I ask why?
I guess you don't want to help.
You really want me to shut the door?
Yes, I've only said it fifty times!
Fabulous, fabulous! This is your best work ever.
Thank you Fuhrer. Thank you...
English Subtitles by BirdFlu for DEViSE