YEAR: 201 8 "LIBERTY" MOON MISSION
Sieg Heil, Moon Youth Unterführerin Renate Richter!
Heil Hitler! Boys and girls, please sit down.
Dieter, don't you know where to put your behind?
Miss Richter, it's the 65th birthday of the Moon Führer so we should say
"Heil Kortzfleisch"!
You're such an exemplary boy.
Today, we'll start with the most unpatriotic language.
It's the language we need to know when we return to those -
who need our help.
Attention! A song moment
Heil Hitler! -Hitler...
What is that, Mr. Adler?
-A spy from the Earth.
I captured him myself. He seems to be the leader of the shock troops.
Mr. Adler, is this a joke?
I'll be damned!
What's for lunch today? -Sauerkraut.
Again! Please say that's not true.
Capture him! No! Capture him!
What does he look like?
Where does he come from? What is he wearing?
How do I look?
Like they say in English...
Klaus! Don't shoot. We need him for tests...
Take him to Dr. Richter's laboratory.
- Dumb negro. - He talks nonsense.
-It might be a dialect. Probable reason is the skincolour.
-Right.
His brain structure is different from us Aryans.
Let's open up his skull and measure the brain.
No. I need to know why he's here.
You have 24 hours, Doctor.
Otherwise I have to rely on an ancient, infallible method.
Pain.
THE WHITE HOUSE WASHINGTON D.C.
Mr. Adler. -Call me Klaus. May I?
Of course.
I've come to discuss our union.
Is that a marriage proposal? -There's no need for marriage.
I received confirmation from the Department of Racial Purity.
Our genetic match is 97 per-cent. -How romantic.
Science demands us to unite physically.
It's our destiny to produce perfect offspring for the people.
What about my scientific research?
One day, Renate...
All this will be ours.
But first, I must conquer the Earth.
Wolfgang, the old fart, stands in my way.
In the way of final victory
The two of us will take on an enormous responsibility.
Your place is by my side.
GÖTTERDÄMMERUNG CONSTRUCTION SITE
Gentlemen! Project Götterdämmerung.
Our miracle weapon that has been
under development for 40 years. The dream of our legendary Führer.
But unfortunately only a dream, until now.
Please, Doctor. Watch this!
This tiny device has over a thousand times more computing
power than our biggest computers together.
I made this cable to connect this machine with our main computer.
I call this Universal Systematic Binding, USB for short.
This will lift it into the air.The Götterdämmerung will fly!
You saw it! You saw it with your own eyes!
Führer, please,let me return to the Earth.
Let me get more of these devices.
No one has ever returned. I will return.
We don't have a choice if we want to execute the Earth invasion.
Looks good.
This will solve our little problem.
I'm coming.
Looks very good!
And now we just...
Why don't you take me with you?
-Don't worry, darling.
After I've completed my mission, I'll come and get you.
That's not what I mean. I study the Earth!
I know everything about it. You need me.
You sweet little thing, where do you get all those crazy ideas?
From books, mostly.
Sometimes from films.
I shall return as a hero.
Heil Hitler! -Heil Kortzfleisch!
Won't you ever learn? -But of course, my Führer.
We have one more ace up our sleeve.
Show him what we have.
Voilà , gentlemen! Doctor.
Watch closely.
Stand up, you fool.
Oberführer Adler, I hope you've discussed my return to the Earth.
Something along those lines. The Reich trusts you.
Thank you, Doctor. Take care of your daughter for me.
See you in Valhalla.
UPSTATE NEW YORK
Renate! What are you doing here?
This is not the place for the mother of the children of the future Führer.
And definitely not the place for a woman.
My place is by my man.
A Volkswagen bus.
Doesn't he know? -No. He'll be thrilled.
UNITED WORLD CONFEDERACY NEW YORK
PRESIDENTIAL CAMPAIGN HQ NEW YORK
125 MINUTES LATER
Heil Hitler!
The name's not Hitler!
Do it, Moon Corporal.
And you want to eliminate the Moon Führer.
Do you know the penalty for treason?
The fleet is ready, my Führer. -Excellent.
Tell them to wait for my return.
We shall then begin the Meteorblitzkrieg.
We'll wipe all these sub-humans off the map.
Oh well. A blessing in disguise.
Now I can kill all the enemies of the Reich in one stroke.
Farewell, puppet Führer.
They develop like ordinary women. But look.
No hair here, nor here. Like little girls.
And when they do have hair, it looks like...
The moustache of our great Führer.
The pictures kind of turn me on.
Mr. Adler.Where's the Führer?
The Führer is dead. Long live the new Führer.
That's me, in case you're wondering.
Sieg Heil! This way.
From now on, of course, it's "Heil Adler".
Time is the sin.
I'll see you in Valhalla.
At 5.45 we'll start firing back.
Every bomb will be retaliated.
The Meteorblitzkrieg shall begin!
Heroes of the First Fleet, continue your attack to the last man -
and remember, you're fighting for the Reich!
Prepare an appropriate uniform for the Führer.
The Fatherland is calling its children!
This device will complete the biggest
war machine of all times.
The Götterdämmerung will fly!
Heil Adler!
As you were.
Well?
The Earth fleet will be within firing range in 20 minutes.
Are your troops ready? -We're waiting for Dr. Richter.
Move!
Who dares disturb me?
-Richter! How much time do you need?
-The Götterdämmerung will fly. It will be ready for the final victory.
Cut the crap. How long?
Let's say three months, give or take a little.
You have three minutes.
He cut me off. It's not that easy. Russia wasn't conquered in a day...
Start the Helium-3 engines.
Now!
Start the engines.
Load the cannons.
Are the cannons ready to fire? -They are.
But the Earth is below the horizon, on the other side of the Moon.
We can't shoot.
It was a full moon yesterday. Let's make a brand new horizon.
Fire at will.
Reactivate the systems, Weapons Officer.
We'll see...
SONG MOMENT For motivation, break glass
There's no song moment now!
It's a false alarm!
Are you all imbeciles? Go and see what's going on!
On the double!
Renate... -I won't let you do it.
What will you do? Shoot me?
Good girl...
Renate Richter, almost my bride.
You destroyed something beautiful, something wonderful.
A future world full of Aryan children. Our Aryan children!
But you betrayed me, and you shall pay for that.
Your beauty for Odin's table...
Klaus! Wait! Let me say something. Now?
I'm a bit busy. -I've always respected you.
As Führer, and as a man.
I've even loved you.
I belong to you.To you.
Cute little speech. But it's too late, my dear.Goodbye.
I understand. I hail you.
My Klaus.
Sieg Heil, my Führer!
Please don't, never again!
What was the Earth like?
Different.
When can we fly there? Soon. Soon...
But how? -In peace.
MEANWHILE. . .