- Over there.
- Over here? - Yes, sir. - Get moving! Leave the vehicles! - Yes, sir. - Colonel Claus
von Stauffenberg. Attention! Take aim! - Long live our sacred Germany. - Fire! - Has it started yet?
- Hurry up. - Suite 19. We're a little bit late,
but perhaps we might be- - Shh! The Fuhrer is in there. We can't interrupt him. Wait till the intermission. - Oh, please. It just started. The music's loud enough. - Make an allowance, for
the Fuhrer, if you will, for his officer who thinks
Wagner i
s simply exquisite. - But be quiet.
- Ja. - And stay
behind the curtain. - Yes.
- Don't go to your seats until intermission. - Thank you. - There he is. - Just look at his eyes. He's entranced. - He loves the music. - And he loves the army. - So do I. - I would think that bodes
very well for our future. Will you marry me? What? - Shh! Not so loud. I want us to get married. - Are you crazy? - Would I ask you
this if I wasn't? - Stay down! - Dear Nina, we've advanced quite
far in the last two days
that Poland is
now all around us, a desolate land, full
of sand and dust. What a riff-raff
the population is, many Jews and mixed races. A nation that likes to
live under oppression. Poverty and
slovenliness everywhere. The prisoners will help
to build up our farms. Marching into Russia wasn't
going to be very easy. We all knew that. - It's more about genocide
than about the war. - Oh, Henning, so dramatic. - Things are occurring, Claus, right behind the front lines. Things you couldn't conceiv
e. High Command will have their
doubts when you tell them. Polja, tell him what you saw. - No. - She showed up on my doorstep
one night, totally confused. Give this letter
to High Command. It'll get to Berlin faster. - Right. - I must go now. There they come. They're here. Kids. Many kids. Man. Old man can't walk. He tries to go. Watch it. Go! Go! March. Go, you bloody Jew. Stop! Take off your clothes! "Stop. Undress now," said the soldier. Please! Please, I- Pretty woman, old man. Everyone cryi
ng. Child. A tiny child. So small. So very small. So much sadness,
bloodshed, crying. My, my, my little one. Always crying. Help us. Please, can you? Please. It's going to... Please don't. Why would you? Please, sir. The child. Please. He's just a boy.
He's my son, my only child. Please. - In her village, in
Krupka, it's not far, a German unit rounded
up civilians at random, children, old people, anyone. They shot them in the head. 900 were dead. Nearly everyone. These were her parents
and her s
iblings. There are other villages. I've received reports of
over 30,000 executions just here alone. It's inconceivable. Claus, they're human
beings like us. I can't tolerate
this racial hatred. - They thought we
would free them. I can still hear their cheers. - There's only one solution. Hitler must die. - Now? In the middle of the war? What about the oath we took? - Tell me how many times do
you think he has broken it! We have to act. - Dear Nina, There are days that are branded
in our memories
forever. Moments when we suddenly
question everything we think and everything we do. I've never questioned
my work and my life more than I do now. - That
bastard Hitler. That son of a bitch. Why doesn't that goddamn
bastard go to hell? - He's drunk. He doesn't know
what he's saying. - Hundreds of thousands of them. He's letting them all die
in that goddamn Stalingrad. And he doesn't even care. He's not even interested. - General Fellgiebel,
pull yourself together! He's the Head of
Intelligence,
too. - You shouldn't be so
vocal like that, General. - I'm going to explode! I must let it out! He's just so selfish,
that unscrupulous swine. - General-- - He doesn't give a
shit about his people! - That's enough. Can you give me a hand? - Of course. - Who are you? - Stauffenberg. You are right. The Russian campaign
is a shameful disaster, and merciless. - Fellgiebel. I tell you, Stauffenberg, if you only knew the
things that we know. - Could you discuss
this elsewhere? - Come on. Dear Nina, I
see our
fatherland plummeting into a deep abyss, but I'm powerless to
do anything about it. My work here is pointless. I will request a transfer
to the African front. That's all I can do. Where did you come from? - Lieutenant Farber. I was to report to you, to take over a unit,
Lieutenant Colonel. - Stauffenberg. Don't tell me you're a Swabian. - Yes, sir. You as well? - Yes, from Lautlingen.
And you? - From Boblingen. - Imagine that. Go on, sit down. So you want to lead
one of my units? - Ja.
That is why I'm here. - We won't be the so-called
big heroes, Farber. Our Africa adventure is done. - Bomber!
Incoming! - Move!
Get out of here! Farber? Farber! For God's sake. We Swabians have
to stick together. Say something. You can do it. Just keep on breathing.
Don't give up now. Inhale! Inhale! Do it. Farber.
Inhale! Don't you die on me! Why the hell didn't
you listen to me? Look at this. Look at this! - Keep them moving! - I'm driving out to
the new front now. - Very well. I'll wait here
until I see the battalion
has made it through. - All right. You realize we should
have left yesterday. - It was orders. Came from above. - Go ahead, drive. - Lieutenant Colonel! - What do you see? - A doctor. What place is this? - A military clinic in Munich. We were only able
to save one eye. - Only one? - You're lucky to be alive. It didn't look like you
were going to make it. They'd already given
up on you in Africa. - Hello, Claus. - Nina. - What have
they done to you? - To the blind, the
on
e-eyed guy is king. I can't even wipe
away your tears. - You've... Your hand was hurt bad. They had to amputate
it in Tunis. - And my ring? - Both were disposed of. Your hand and ring. - I must eliminate that man. I should have done it long ago. - You need to get well. That's it. - It will be easier to
type with my gloves off. All right, Henning? - No. No fingerprints on the paper. - It's for your own
safety, Margarethe. - Okay, let's start. First, the Fuhrer
Adolf Hitler is dead. A ruthless ban
d of-- - What? That can't be. - The Fuhrer Adolf
Hitler is dead. - You can't really
get away with that. - Believe me.
We don't have a choice. - When this comes
out, he will be dead. - My God. - Are you afraid? - My hands are just trembling. - Margarethe, you promised
to help us, didn't you? - I am helping you. All right, then. First sentence. The Fuhrer Adolf Hitler is dead. - Exclamation mark. - A ruthless band of
inexperienced party leaders have taken advantage
of this situation and stabbed ou
r troops
at the front in the back. - Ja, but that's not true. - Write it. They can't know who's
really behind this. - In this hour of danger, the regime will take any action that is necessary to maintaining order. SS. - And the papers? - Too late. - Get out and follow me! - Yes, sir! - Draw your weapons
and prepare to shoot! - Who's that woman? - Do you live here? - I'd know if she did. - What kind of answer is that? - It's all right. I'm Colonel von Tresckow. This is Colonel
von Stauffenberg. -
Good. Go on, then. Follow me! Shoot anyone if
they try to escape! Surround the house and
guard all the exits! - That was a close call. - Keep an eye
on the windows in the cellar! - The children
want to say good night. - Who's first up? - Good night, Papa. - Sleep well, little Valerie. Good night. - Okay if I-
- No. Next time. - Go on. - Good night, Papa.
- Good night, Papa. - And Heil Hitler. - Where
did you learn that? - From Grandma. - You know my mother. - May God protect you. Now off to bed
with you. Good night, big guy. Come here. Hugs mean a lot, even to men. Sleep well. - What's the gun for? - Just to be safe. These papers have to be burned. They can't get in
the wrong hands. - Anything else? - You are angry? - When do you leave? - It's scheduled for 12:10. - It'll be on time. Germans are punctual,
even in war. - You embellish.
- Perhaps. Maybe I just have a
lot to think about now. - Like what? - Try to guess why. - I can't say any
more than that, Nina. It's classified. - Any m
ore? You haven't told
me anything, Claus. All you do is beat
around the bush, and I don't know why. You must have an idea of
what you're doing, Claus, but must I be in the dark? Don't you trust me anymore? - This isn't about trust. I don't want you hurt. - So you play the hero. - I just want
the war to be over. - Do you ever think of me and your children? - All the time. - Can you understand that
we don't want to lose you? You're my husband. You're married to
me, not to the Reich. - I'm doing th
is for us. - For us?
No. It's all about duty,
honor, and morals. I'm sick of all that. You've changed, Claus. I look at you and tell
myself, it's not my husband. You're as much a fanatic
as all the others. Whether it's for duty
to God or simply hatred, fanatics are
fanatics, aren't they? You always seemed so much
different from the other men. But you're the same. Just like them. - We have to do this, Nina, for our country. - Do one more thing
for me, Claus. Just for me. Please come home. - I wil
l. - Swear it. Give me your hand. - I swear I'll do my best, Nina. - That is not enough. - I can't promise more. - Then go on to Berlin and do whatever you need to do. - You're asking the
impossible from me. - Ja. And so are you. - This is our goodbye? - That's the way you want it. - No, I don't. - Take care of yourself. - Sorry. I'm, uh, in the
wrong compartment. - Colonel, if you would. - Could you please call
my wife again, Alix? - Right away, Colonel. - Colonel, General Fromm
would like to s
ee you. - In a minute. I'm waiting for
a telephone call. - Yes, sir. - Hello. This is Alix von Winterfeld. I'd like to speak to
the Colonel's wife. Yes, I'll tell him. Thank you. Goodbye. - Well? - Your wife went off to
a visit in the country, according to her mother, anyway, and she cannot be reached now. - Come in. Would you like a cognac? - It's a bit early. - Our commander-in-chief
wants us to deliver a lecture
on barrage divisions. I have no idea where
to track that down. You'll come up wit
h something. I, uh, won't be able to come. I have a hectic schedule, and the truth is I
don't feel like it. Oh, not that again. It's scheduled for the 20th,
the day after tomorrow. July 20th. And now let's go
down to the cellar. Heil Hitler. - Colonel. Excuse me. Coming down with us, sir? - No. It's Stauffenberg. Moving forward with Tristan
and Isolde tomorrow. See you there? - Good evening. - Any chance we can
get British support, Adam? - They want Germany to
surrender unconditionally. That's a
ll. - On top of that, they
consider us all traitors. - Good. We'll do it without them. - And how about
Hitler's enemies? Is there any help from them? - So you've decided to do it? - We must do it, and right now. I'm willing to risk it
all to make it happen, but I need all of
your support on this, regardless of the consequences. Most of the important military
circles are in on this. If it goes smoothly in Berlin,
they'll all join in the mix. - What if something goes wrong? - It can't
go wrong, Pe
ter. - The chances are 50-50. - That's true. Expecting someone, Berthold? - No. - This way. - Margarethe. What's wrong, dear? - I ran here as fast as I could. A car was following me. I thought it could be Gestapo, but it wasn't, thank God. - This is Margarethe von Oven. She worked as
secretary for Tresckow. She's one of us. Come on, sit down. - No. In Berlin, some are saying the Fuhrer's headquarters
will be destroyed sometime this week. - Who said it? - I don't know. A rumor. - Then we've got t
o act now. - Another thing. Tresckow's stuck at
the eastern front. He's unhappy and sorry
that he cannot be here, but he wanted me to
tell you something. He insisted. Make sure that you kill him. You cannot miss. - I totally agree. - Should anything go
wrong, we must proceed with a plan for a coup d'état. Capitalizing from
it is not enough. We have to prove to the world
that we have dared to do it, that we all had
risked our lives. Those were his words. - You've got to leave
Berlin right away. W
e have to go tonight. - No. I need to be here. - Margarethe, listen. - Goddamn bag. Colonel. Colonel! Time to get up. It's five o'clock, boss. - Ja, thank you. Coming. Don't forget my
briefcase, Schweizer. - I already tripped over it. - That'll be fine, Schweizer. Just put in a couple
of fresh shirts. - I'll get them. It's going to be
hot again today. Oh, another one. How many have you broken, huh? Good morning, Mr. Berthold. - Morning. - Here's the briefcase
and the shirts. We're going to have
to
get some gas for the car. We must get to the
airport on time. - Thank you. British explosives. Our fate is in
God's hands today. - Yes, but I don't understand why you're the only one who
can carry out this mission. We need you here in Berlin. - No one else wanted to
get their hands bloodied. - Sir, this is it. First Lieutenant
Haeften's already here. - Good morning, gentlemen. - Good morning, Werner. - The plane won't be on time. - What's wrong? - Apparently, the fog.
It's too thick. - When a
re we leaving? - About an hour, I guess. - Colonel, do you want me
to load your bag on for you? - Yes, go ahead, Schweizer. Be careful with it. - Is that the bag with the-- - Ja. - Your documents are in here. - Thank you. - How long will it
take to Rastenburg? - Two hours, with the wind. Is there a chance I won't see you again? - Yes, there's a chance. At worst case. - I want you to know that I have great
respect for you, Claus, for your courage. - I want you to
please call Nina. Tell her, tell
her that I love her. Just leave it at that. Give me the one with
my papers, Werner. - Do you think it could
accidentally detonate? - Dear Nina. - Heil Hitler.
- Heil Hitler. - Cadet Kretz. I'll take you to
the Wolfsschanze. - Don't let it
out of your sight. - I won't. I organized your entire lecture
according to the subject matter. - Ja. Good. - Heil Hitler. - See you at 12 at
Keitel's barracks. The meeting is
scheduled for one p.m. - Mmm. I will be there on time. - Ever been
to the Fuhrer's HQ?
- Five days ago. - I agree completely. - Breakfast?
- And we need to take action as soon as possible. - I don't have any
problem with Jews. Why would I? I don't know any. - Colonel Stauffenberg. - Heil Hitler. What's your opinion? Good morning, gentlemen. - Good morning.
- Excellent answer. - I'm worried
about the Russians. - Ja, since they're
at our doorstep. - Why don't you tell
that to the Fuhrer? - It won't do any good. The Fuhrer already knows. I assume you haven't
had breakfast. Breakfast
for the Colonel. And make it quick.
- Yes, sir. - Thank you, Mollendorf,
but I'm not hungry. - I'm afraid we won't
be getting lunch later, so you better eat up.
- Here you go, sir. - So how are things in Berlin? - Half of it's rubble. - They say that during
the last air raid Willy Fritsch lost control, had a nervous breakdown. Well, at least we got
a beautiful summer. - The mosquitoes
are a real plague. - Even more than the Jews? - I wish you wouldn't
bore us again with that topic, Thadden. - G
o on.
I'll be right with you. - Sorry, Stauffenberg, but General Buhle's
waiting for us. - Mollendorf. - Heil Hitler. - My aide, Von Haeften. General Buhle,
General von Thadden, Lieutenant Colonel-- - Lechler. - Am I too early?
- Ja. We're on our way to see Keitel. - Can Haeften wait
for me somewhere? - Lechler? - Yes, in the guest room. - Come in. - John, can you take
Colonel Stauffenberg's aide to the guest room? - Yes, certainly. - I must be honest with
you here, Field Marshal. Just that when
it
comes to troops, we don't have many
available, I'm afraid. I don't have more than 15
divisions to block the Russians, other than women and children. We can't even replenish
our losses, I'm afraid. In fact-- - My dear Stauffenberg, I appreciate you concerns, but you can't talk like that when you're in the
Fuhrer's presence. And don't mention
any losses, either. Don't rattle the
nerves of the poor man. Keitel speaking. Yes, I know. We should go right now. - This soon? - Yes, we pushed the meet
ing
half an hour up earlier today. Didn't anyone tell you that? - No. No, they didn't. How much time do we have? - 10 minutes. No rush. And don't forget my words. This isn't just any
war, Stauffenberg. - I need to change my shirt. Is there somewhere
I can do that? - You can use my bedroom,
if that will be all right. - Thank you. - Here you go. If you need any help-- - No, thank you. Just my aide.
That's enough. You don't have to wait for me.
I'll join you. - Of course we'll wait.
Don't worry. We
'll be fine. - We'll never make it. Never mind the shirt. I don't change. Where are the fuses? - Which ones?
- 15 minutes. Take both. It'll be safer. Both fuses, Werner. I need the pliers quick. - Here. - If the wire cracks,
it's all over. Tell me if you see
any acid in it. - No, it's all out. - Good. The next one. What is it? - Sorry, but General
Fellgiebel is on the phone. He wants to speak to you. - I'll call him back. Is that all? - Major John's waiting. - We'll be right out. Ja. That guy's
a hopeless case. Hurry and check it. Then put it in the bag. - How about this one? - One is plenty. You keep the other one. - Stauffenberg,
what's going on? - I'll be right out. Hurry up. - God protect you. - All of us. - Sorry, gentlemen. Without a hand, it's
quite difficult. - Keitel already left. He was afraid to be late. - What are you doing? - Assist you. - My arm works. - Gentlemen, we
won't be joining you. - Peculiar guy, huh? - Bad news from the fronts
every day, so it seems. From the we
st and the east. I don't know why we don't
tell the Fuhrer the truth. He should be fully informed. I don't agree with Keitel. We should tell him all of it. - Thank you. - Yes,
that's a possibility. - Heusinger's already
giving his speech. We're a bit late. - Nonetheless, we'll hold our
positions in that area. The commander of the
Northern Army Troops. The problem is that
the Central Army practically no longer exists. I wonder what kind of solution-- - Would it be all right if
I sat close to the
Fuhrer? I want to make sure that
I don't miss anything. Problems with my hearing. - Yes, of course. - According to the
latest information we've received, the
Northern Troops form an arc that extends all
the way to Ostrow. - My Fuhrer, Colonel
Stauffenberg. - The colonel is head of
staff for General Fromm. He will inform you about
the activation of troops. - Heil, my Fuhrer. - If the Russians break
through our central lines, let's say right here, which currently consist
of 15 divisions, then they
would certainly cut
off our troops to the north, and we would have no way
to resupply them as needed. It would be hopeless. - I will not retreat
under any circumstances. Let me see. Here. If we attack-- - I need to make a phone call. - We'll
encircle the Russians and not the other way around. There will be no retreat. I suggest we pull back our
northern troops to Duna. That way we'd strengthen
our central forces. - Adam, please put
Colonel Stauffenberg through to General
Fellgiebel right away.
- Yes, sir. - Go ahead.
- Thank you. - General? You have a call from
Colonel Stauffenberg. Very well. You can use the phone
in the next room. - The meeting's over?
- No. I'll be right back. - I don't care.
Yes, I'll hold. - You wanted to see me, General? - Ja. But not here. Well? How are your
fortifications to the east? - Everything's just as planned. - There is a problem
finding a car. Apparently, they-- - No need to panic. That happens often. An animal probably
stepped on a mine. Not much left
of him
after that, I bet. Anyway, your car happens
to be on its way. - But I saw the car out
out front waiting for me. - Huh? Well, then, I guess
you have two cars. One more thing. The commander's expecting
to meet you for lunch today. - Thank you.
- Heil Hitler. - I must inform Berlin
immediately, General. Then tell them everything
that has happened. After that, cut off all
lines of communication. - Are we sure he's-- - Ja. - I'll take you to the airport. - Come on, let's go.
We're in a hurry.
- I would like to tell you-- - Don't worry about me.
Just drive! You hear me?
Drive! - Yes, sir. - Medic!
- Help me! - We need a stretcher! Move! - This way!
Hurry, medic! - Where is that woman? - Over here! Drive, please! - Very quickly,
through here! - The Fuhrer! - Careful. Hold the ambulances! - Who could
have done this? - There are others inside! - Colonel Stauffenberg
going to the airport. - Sorry, Colonel. There was an explosion near the Fuhrer's
restricted compound. - I know. But hurry
anyway.
We're in a rush. The Fuhrer's orders. - Go ahead. - We need another one.
- Pick up the pace, men. - Stop! - Over here, I
need more over here. - Sorry, we cannot let you pass.
Red alert's been given. - Yes, I know, but I
must get to the airport. - I've been told to
not let anyone through. Specific orders from above. - Look, I have a plane to make. I understand your orders,
but I have orders of my own. - Orders are orders, I'm afraid. - Then you will follow my orders and let us go through
to the airport. If I cannot catch my
plane, it's your fault. - I'm sticking to
my orders, sir. I'm sorry. - I don't believe this. Do you have a phone? - Inside. I'll put you through
to the commander. - Yes, okay. - Yes, this is Kolbe. Southern Post. There's a colonel-- - Stauffenberg. He wants to talk
to the commander. - Yes. Stauffenberg. Oh, Mollendorf. Thank God it's you. They're not letting us out. Yes, red alert. I know. No, that's all I've heard. Listen, I must catch the
next plane to Berl
in. And the sergeant is--
- Yes? But as you know, Captain, we-- All right.
If you take the responsibility. Yes, sir. Heil Hitler. - Oh, God. - We've done it now. - Not yet. Not yet at all. Oh, God, give me
strength for this. - Fellgiebel had to
have called Berlin. - The man on the
stretcher, you saw him? Did you see who that was? - That was Hitler. - That was his cape. - Ja. - His face covered
up like a dead man. And such a bomb
you don't survive. Not even him. That's strange. Where is everyone?
- And the armored car
they promised to send? - Where's Schweizer?
It was all arranged. Berthold, it's Claus. Yes, we just came in. Yes. It happened. In the beveled rays
of bright light that which tortures
me in my darkest hour. Go to Bendlerstrasse. I want you to get
a hold of Olbricht. See to it they send a car. - Yes, sir. - I need fresh air. - Yes, sir. - Well? - They didn't know anything. - I don't understand. Didn't Fellgiebel telephone? - Yes, but the message
was quite unexpected. Somethi
ng has gone wrong. The Fuhrer lived. - That can't be true. You're saying those
idiots didn't do anything for two hours? They just sat there at the, that's incredible. Put Valkyrie into
effect immediately. Tell them at once. - Right. - Colonel? - Gentlemen, Hitler is dead.
Why are you having these doubts? - Are you certain of that? General Hoepner, do
you think I'm lying? - No one's implying that. It's just that-- - The hut exploded
exactly as if it were hit by a grenade, General. - Yes, and ther
e was
a huge cloud of smoke. - They were carrying
Hitler out on a stretcher. I saw him on it. - The bomb exploded
beside where he stood. That man can't be alive. - That convinces me. - Why wasn't Valkyrie
put into effect? Why the delay? - Because we didn't
know for sure. Then came that call. Come on. Let's go see Fromm. - I'll wait for you
here, just in case. I'm not part of the club. - General. - What's going on? - You've failed, I hear. - Adolf Hitler is dead,
General, I swear it. - Keitel a m
inute ago
told me otherwise. - Keitel? - The Field Marshal. He called in person. - Keitel is lying. Believe me. I personally saw Hitler
sprawled out on a stretcher. He was dead. - You are mistaken. - General Fromm, I planted the bomb myself. - What? - That's how come we
activated Valkyrie. - Who was it that ordered that? - Colonel Mertz von
Quirnheim and I. - Don't you two realize that it's high treason
you've just committed right here in front of me
now, in front of all of us? Bartram, bring in
Mertz right now. - Yes, sir. - General, the assassination
was successful, I assure you. Let's carry out what we-- - Stop talking nonsense. The attack was bungled. What about a gun? - What for? - You must use it on
yourself, Stauffenberg. The only way we can
keep this under wraps. - I'm not going to do that. - Fromm, we have
got to move on this. If we don't, then our entire
country is certainly done for. - You're saying you were
part of this attempt as well? - Yes.
Well, you knew that. - I was i
n the dark on
all of it, completely! How dare you try
to implicate me! Mertz, did you
activate Valkyrie? - Yes, sir I did. On your instructions. - Then all of you
are under arrest. Bartram, these men
are conspirators and are to be
taken into custody. - General, you don't give the
orders around here any longer. We do. I had hoped that you
would join our side, but you obviously
can't be trusted. My loyalty is to the Fuhrer. You can't talk to me like that. Bartram! - Hold on, General. You won't do
anything, or
else you're a dead man. - I thought you were smarter
than this, Stauffenberg. You will soon be
regretting this. - There's much
regret in Germany, just not this. Take them to the other room. Guard him and Bartram. Take their guns and
cut the telephone wire. - Comrades, soldiers, I am deeply shaken. I have just been informed that our beloved Fuhrer, Adolf Hitler is no longer alive. The emergency plan, Valkyrie,
has thus been put into effect. So now we all have
to stick together. We ha
ve received orders to seal off the government
sector immediately and to maintain law and order
if there is any trouble. I demand obedience
from every one of you, absolute and unquestionable, just as if we are at the front. - Why is Hitler's
death crossed out? - Colonel? I'm sorry, sir. The orders are top secret. - "Adolf Hitler is dead." Who crossed it out? Who gave the orders to do so? - I don't know. - Colonel, the radio just
broadcast a communiqué. - What? Didn't we take over the station? - O
bviously not. - Then do it at once. - Sir, all of the telexes
we receive are from above. - That will no longer be, sir. You'll get them from us now. Adolf Hitler is dead. - Beck wants to
hear it from you in person. - The dictator is dead, General. I was an eyewitness. Such a bomb you don't survive. - Keitel obviously thinks he is. - Yes. I find that curious. - Such curiosity
causes confusion. What's our answer, let's say, if Himmler or Goebbels
say that Hitler's alive? All right. Regardless of w
hat's
being propagated, I think Hitler's dead. We act accordingly. - I'll be the
successor to Fromm. But honestly, I'm feeling
a bit troubled right now. - Where's Colonel Stauffenberg? - Third floor to the left, sir. - Yes, all squad leaders to
Fromm's office, right away. - Heil Hitler. Colonel Stauffenberg. - That's me. - SS-Leader Pifrader. I am here on the orders of
the Security department. - In other words, the Gestapo. - Can we discuss
your hasty departure privately, if you don't mind? - Ac
tually, I do
mind, all right? - Colonel, these matters are
quite delicate, you understand. - Yes, I do. So I'm going to be
as frank as I can be. I'd like your gun. - What do you want from me? - Just to keep you here. Block the door.
- Grab him. - Werner, take his gun. - Hold him.
- I've got him. - Everything's okay.
His men have been disarmed. - This is Stauffenberg. Lock the gates and
reinforce the guard. - Six men come with me. Arrest the SS man. - Yes, sir! - Halt. Come with us. - Come on. Ou
t of the car now. - What is this?
- Come with us. - Shut up, come with me. Get a move on. - No one has
told me anything. - I have no idea. - They said
there was a meeting. We are here. - Silence. - Yes, sir. - Silence, please, gentlemen. Now, our new head of state,
Colonel-General Beck. - Gentlemen, this is indeed a
truly historic moment. The military situation,
as you all very well know, is practically
hopeless on all fronts. Every day brings larger
losses and new defeats. What we want is to
en
d this finally. We will do--
- What is this about? - Our utmost for peace.
- No idea. - Even if it means we have to risk our own lives. I ask you to support
this endeavor. I ask you to join us. - That makes no sense. - Count me out of this one here. - Yes, I agree. Let's go. Sounds like a revolt. - My opinion was the same. - We need more guns to start
our own counteroffensive. - That's not the problem. I know how to get
plenty more guns. - Stop! - Get off the truck! Get a move on! Quickly! Come
on, Schmidt! Into the courtyard! - Let's move it! - Are you checking up on us? - Something's
unusual here, Major. - Why? Everything's going
according to plan. - Maybe not according
to the Fuhrer. - Just what are you saying? - I just saw Dr. Goebbels. He asked if you'd
please go to his home. - Dr. Goebbels said please? - Actually, it's an
order, I'm afraid. - I cannot have a Minister giving out these
orders to me like this, even if his name is Goebbels. Yes, all right. I'll see him. - "In this ti
me of transition--" - "And replaced
by army officers--" - "Reinforcements--" - "With Waffen-SS divisions, the powerful intervention
with superior forces--" - "Such as large
radio stations--" - "It is imperative
that everyone follow the chain of command." - "As well as telephone
and telegraph offices--" - Colonel Mertz. No, he cannot come to the phone. Yes, you must follow those
instructions immediately. That is wrong.
That is all we know for now. - "During the
process of takeover, no arbitrary a
cts of revenge
are to be tolerated." Got that? - Yes, sir. - "We will do
everything in our power to make the people fully aware of the imperious
methods employed," imperious methods
employed by the regime. All right, read back everything
from the second paragraph. - Listen, the radio is
broadcasting the communiqué. - An assassination
attempt using explosives. Those around him who
were critically injured. General Schmundt, Colonel Brandt, a worker named Berger. Less critically injured
were Genera
l Jodl, Generals Korten, Buhle, Bodenschatz, Heusinger, Scherff, Admirals Voss and
Von Puttkammer, Naval Captain Aussmann, and Lieutenant-Colonel Borgmann. Other than a few
burns and bruises, the Fuhrer suffered no injuries. - So then Keitel was right. - He returned
to work immediately and met with Benito Mussolini for an exchange of
views as planned. A short time after the
assassination attempt, the Reich-Marshall
was sent to the-- - They're lying. They're simply lying! - No one goes in or out
without specific orders from me. If I'm still not out in
15 minutes from there, break into the house. Is that clear?
- Yes, Major! Secure the house! Two on the right,
two on the left. Do not let anyone
leave the premises! - Major Remer. Heil Hitler. - Mr. Minister,
Major Remer. - Mr. Minister, you asked--
- Major Remer. At last. What's the situation
in the city? Why is my house suddenly
in need of protection? - Orders from above. It must be needed because of the announcement
that the Fuhrer was
dead. - What are you talking about? The Fuhrer isn't dead.
The Fuhrer lived. - The Fuhrer lived? - Acch.
- That's impossible. - Dr. Goebbels here. I'd like to speak to
the Fuhrer immediately. Heil, my Fuhrer. I am here with Major Remer. He's blocked off this sector, and he says he is under orders. Besides that, he said he
was told that you were dead. - Major Remer?
Can you hear me? Do you recognize my voice? - Yes, my Fuhrer. Understood, my Fuhrer. Yes, my Fuhrer. - Does that alleviate
your doub
ts? - I have no more doubts. He gave me complete command
over Berlin, Minister. Now everyone will
dance to another tune. - The third and fourth unit will go immediately
to the Bendlerstrasse. - Yes, Major! Third and fourth unit deployed at once
to Bendlerstrasse! - Why hasn't this
machine gun been loaded? If there is any
resistance, shoot to kill, and that is an order! I want this place
cleared in 10 minutes. Understood? - Move it, move it! - The Fuhrer suffered
almost no injuries. - We can't ba
ck down. Too deep. If this takeover
doesn't succeed now, we'll be killed. You can be sure. As could our families. The hatred in this man is as boundless
as he is himself. - We will persist. - Yes, of course. - Claus! - I'm coming. What do you mean
you have no orders? You should get them any minute. - I understand. - I need forms now! - Colonel?
- Yes. - Would you sign this? - Never mind.
- He's coming. - Stauffenberg. No, these orders are wrong. Just carry out the
orders we give you. Commander o
f the
Reserve Army, yes. I don't know. Yes, Hitler is dead. That's it. - In Paris, the SS
has been disarmed. And in Vienna as well. - Excellent. No. Disregard the communiqué. - Let him
know I'm on my way. - Excellent. - Did you finish
your radio speech? - Yes, I'm finished. - No, this is Stauffenberg. Oh, Hayesen. Thank God. I can depend on you. You must hold out. Yes. The takeover's
right on schedule. - General Field Marshal. - The commander in chief
is now General von Witzleben. No, he's not b
een retired. He's now--
- He's right behind you. - General Field Marshal, the assassination
of Hitler is done. - What a mess.
- I thought that you had let us down. - Yes, almost. But I came as promised,
although it's all pointless. - We are trying. We can't be everywhere. - Colonel, General
Fromm would like to know if he can return
to his quarters. And he's hungry. He promises not to do
anything against you. - All right, but
keep an eye on him. Ja.
Stauffenberg. - Stauffenberg, come here! - A mo
ment. - This is completely absurd. The assassination attempt,
it was unsuccessful. Everything you're doing
here is pointless. - Operation Valkyrie
is in effect. In Paris, the SS was disarmed. - Hitler lived,
Colonel Stauffenberg. There's absolutely
no doubt about that. Did you really think that you and your
couple of dozen men would stand a chance
going up against Hitler? Don't you see, you even
failed here in Berlin to get your troops mobilized. And then you let Major Remer
occupy the governmen
t sector. The man's a Nazi
through and through. - "And then stop all
actions, 60 divisions--" - And arrest
the camp commandant. - Just a minute. - He's no longer with us. Stieff has already bailed out and Fellgiebel as well. And now he's next. They're just giving up. - They're not as
strong as you are. - I need Tresckow. - Mertz, listen to this. From Keitel, and it's signed. "The Fuhrer has appointed the Head of the SS
Heinrich Himmler as the acting Commander
of the Reserve Army." Ah, and here.
"All orders from Fromm,
Witzleben, and Hoepner will be disregard." Do you realize what that means? - We must destroy that
right now, General. - But that won't change
things, unfortunately. - Come over and get these. Hurry it up.
Hurry. Do it quietly. The insurgents mustn't
get wind of this. Get the guns. Here. Hurry up. Don't make a sound. Distribute them. Where are the hand grenades? Here. - For or against the Fuhrer?
- For the Fuhrer. - Have a weapon?
- Are you for or against him? - For him.
-
Let's go. - 11 years under his control. That's also how long
I've been married. Not much to show for a marriage. Four wonderful kids. Another on the way. And he? He's nearly turned Europe
into a wasteland in those years. That's the way things
stand between us. Will he come out proven right? God could not allow that. - I know this is the end. Tell my dear wife that I have died for a cause for which I have believed
in with all my heart. - Stamp out any
sign of resistance. No mercy. General, are y
ou for the
Fuhrer or against the Fuhrer? - You will leave
this office at once! - Gentlemen.
- Get out! - We've known since Stalingrad that a catastrophe
was in the offing. - Are you for or
against him, General? Which is it? - Yes.
For or against? - Decide!
- I-- - Which is it? - I can no longer
be on his side. - Then I'll have
to arrest you, General. - Do what you think
is right, Herber, but Colonel Mertz
is innocent in this. - On the contrary. It's just a shame that
the assassination failed. -
Enough. Hand over your guns. - Calm down.
We are all officers here. - You were officers. You swore an oath of allegiance. You should be ashamed. Let's go find General Fromm. Hold him here. Stauffenberg! Stay where you are!
Catch him! Follow him! - Don't let him get away!
Stop him right now! - What's going on? - Are you
out of your minds? Stop shooting. - Please don't shoot.
- Get back. - In here! Hurry, Claus. - Go on!
Get them! - What do
they want from us? - Watch out, shut the door. Hurry! - D
elia, try to
reach my wife again. We've lost. - Hello? - This is the end. - Hello? - All the evidence has
to be burned at once. Hurry. They mustn't find anything. All the names.
Especially the names. Look in there, quick. - Colonel, no one's picking
up the phone at your house. I'm sorry. - No goodbyes, then. They've deserted us, Berthold. So many. I had a dream. My dream was for a
peace-loving German nation, led by the best from all
sections of the population. A nation that believes in
human rig
hts and justice. A nation that hates this war and desires peace and
freedom for all its people. - Colonel, it's all over.
Come to my office. I'm in charge again. Well, get moving. I guess that was
that, gentlemen. I order you to relinquish
your weapons this instant. - We haven't got any. Fromm, we're not bandits. - You're worse, Hoepner. You're traitors. I accuse all of you here
tonight of high treason, high treason against our
Fuhrer, Adolf Hitler. You swore a sacred
oath of allegiance, and you
opted to break it. I cannot think of a worse crime
than that from an officer. In the name of the Fuhrer and as Chief Judge
of the Reserve Army, I do hereby order
your execution. You face the firing
squad at once. - My dear Fromm, perhaps
the sentence is just. Maybe even necessary. But I don't want to
be shot like that. Think of the years that side
by side we served together, of our long comradeship. - That is totally irrelevant. - Still, I beg of you, I beg you, please allow me to carry
out my
own sentence. Let me do it myself. Give me your weapon. Please. - What are you
waiting for, Beck? Let's get this over with. - It's not that easy,
my dear friend Fromm. This senseless death,
only one more, I know. One of many. But, General, this
is my own death now. - God have mercy. - Fromm, can we talk? Please, Fromm. - Won't anyone here
put that poor man out of his misery and shame? - Pridun, you take care of it. So, then, Hoepner, I'm very sorry, but do you wish to follow
in Beck's footsteps?
- I don't feel guilty, at least not in the sense that would necessitate
my shooting myself. I can justify my actions. That's what I'd like to do. I do it for my family. - All right. Then you are under arrest. Would any of you
care to write down perhaps a few final words? - I would like to put
something in writing. Please. - Here. Sit down at your
old desk, Olbricht. Right where you
sat across from me. But hurry up so the wait
isn't too hard on the others. Are you finished, Olbricht? Lieutenant
Schady, the following are now
sentenced to death. Over there, Colonel
Mertz von Quirnheim, General of the
Infantry Olbricht, that man over there whose
name I cannot remember, and the Lieutenant Colonel. Take 10 men and
execute them outside. General Hoepner will be
imprisoned in Moabit. - All the men acted
according to my orders. So the blame's not theirs. It's mine only. - Take them away.
- Yes, sir. You, you, you, and you, outside. You, you, and you. Take them away. - Don't touch this man.
- St
op wasting time. - Go! All of you! - Form up
the firing squad! - Come on, get a move on. Get moving.
Leave the vehicles here. - The whole
unit to the third floor. - Schweizer, it's all over. - Keep moving!
Get in there! - Is that your car? That one there?
- Yes, sir. - Then drive it to the
sand pile like the others and turn on the headlights. What's taking you
so long, Goddamn it? Drive! - General of the Infantry
Friedrich Olbricht. Attention! - Tresckow once said the heart
can see further than
the eye. I know what he meant. - Take aim! Fire! Colonel Claus von Stauffenberg. Attention! Take aim! - Long live our sacred Germany! - Fire! - A crime against a very small band of
ambitious, ruthless, and at the same time foolish
criminals and dumb officers hatched a plot to assassinate me and to take over the
command of the Wehrmacht. The bomb that was planted by Colonel Count
von Stauffenberg exploded two meters
to the right of me. A number of my dear co-workers
were critically wounded. One o
f them has died. - My dear Schlabrendorff, one's moral values are measured by his willingness to sacrifice his
life for his beliefs. Tell my wife that. - Yes, sir.
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