Beyond Valkyrie: Dawn of the 4th Reich

[SOMBER MUSIC]

[DISTORTED SHOUTING]

MAN:
Pull in here.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

No. Wait in the car, please.

MAN 2:
You there!

Pick this up, and back in line!

I said now! We don't have time for this!

Get back to work!

Heil Hitler.

What is the reason for this, Herzog?

This man refuses to work.

And is this true, kriegy?

The Geneva Convention says we're required

to perform whatever labors asked,

as long as it does not support the war.

This is not allowed.

He brings up a very

interesting point, Herzog.

I'd say our British guest here

might even be a smarter man than you.

What? What do you mean?

I mean that a smart man

would never break the rules,

nor commit treason.

What? I've never committed treason.

No, Sturmbannfuhrer.

Are you telling me that you've never

sold information about a train shipment

to Polish resistance?

No, Sturmbannfuhrer. Never.

- Shoot this traitor.

- HERZOG:
What?

I didn't betray anyone, Sturmbannfuhrer.

Shoot him, or I shoot you.

- No!

- Do it.

- Come on.

- [HERZOG WHIMPERS]

[GUN CLICKS]

Very good.

For the Geneva Convention.

You sold us out, Herzog.

No!

Get back to work.

[MAN SHOUTS IN GERMAN]

[MAN SHOUTING] Keep it up! Keep it up!

Let's go! Come on!

Come on! Let's go! Let's go!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[MUSIC ON RADIO PLAYS, MUFFLED]

MAN:
Evan.

General Reinhardt, Master Guns O'Malley.

Captain.

Oh, stand easy, Captain.

No need for formality.

So, have you heard from your family

lately? Everything well there?

- They'd prefer me home, sir.

- I'm sure they would.

And that boy of yours...

Tell me his name again.

- It's Weston, sir.

- Weston.

He's taking very good care of

his mother since I've been gone.

No surprise there, considering his dad

is the best Jedburgh commander we've got.

I've got some red in my ledger, sir.

Quit being so hard on yourself.

This is a war.

Unfortunately, people die.

I've seen my fair share.

I understand, Sergeant.

Captain, join me.

The Soviet army is tearing up German

defenses up and down Eastern Europe.

They're knocking on the very door

of Warsaw even as we speak,

which is, to speak quite frankly,

a matter of some concern.

You will recall that in '39, Hitler

and Stalin signed a nonaggression pact.

- Sir.

- When this war is over,

the future of Germany, Europe,

hell, the whole world...

it's gonna be in the hands of

the US and Great Britain

and, unfortunately, the Soviet Union.

Now, we appreciate the fact

that they are going to be

part of the post-war peace process.

But we are going to ensure

that we have maximum leverage.

- All respect, sir, I'm a Jed.

- We know.

His name's Adam von Konig.

He's a lieutenant colonel

in the Wehrmacht.

We need you to drop in, grab him,

and bring him back to us.

EVAN:
Nazi.

O'MALLEY:
Von Konig and some

high-ranking German officials...

a group called the Kreisau Circle...

have an operation called Valkyrie

that they're putting in motion tomorrow

to overthrow the German government.

Won't Hitler have something

to say about that, sir?

Not if he's dead.

Adolf Hitler will be

assassinated at noon tomorrow

as Operation Valkyrie is set in motion.

At that time, all government ministries,

radio stations,

telephone switchboards will be seized

by the reserve army.

By end of day tomorrow,

Germany will have a new government.

And if they're to be Western-friendly,

we need to make contact with von Konig

as quickly as we can to ensure his safety.

That's because we are certain

that he is an asset

with actionable intelligence

that extends beyond Valkyrie.

Now, that intelligence is not only

about post-war Europe,

but we believe a potential

future of the Nazi party.

Captain, we want von Konig

back here alive.

And we can't afford to have him

fall into the hands of the Russians.

Sir.

Sergeant O'Malley will continue

the briefing as you gather your team.

You're dismissed.

Evan...

just one more big push,

- then you go on home to your family.

- Sir.

I can't believe they're dropping us

into Kraut territory

to extract a goddamn Nazi.

Not a Nazi, Sites.

Von Konig is actually part of

an underground resistance movement

called the Kreisau Circle.

Those are the sons of b*tches

that are gonna take down the Nazi party.

We're gonna make sure

that sh*t actually happens.

Yeah. If things go as planned

and Hitler's killed by lunch tomorrow,

then that bloke's a bloody hero

in my book.

Still a f***ing Nazi.

How long to the DZ?

I think it's another ten minutes or so.

The pilot said it's gonna get a little bit

bumpy, so you might want to hold on.

You look nervous, soldier.

You all right?

Well, I'm a little bit nervous.

This is only my second mission.

I'm usually behind a desk.

Nothing to worry about.

We do this all the...

[GRUNTS]

Yeah, grab the radio!

- Jesus Christ!

- Get the radio!

- Can you fly this thing?

- No!

Put this on now!

Strap in! Get ready to bail!

Two on the arms, one around the waist.

- We can't jump! It ain't safe, Cap!

- We don't have a choice!

Make this as tight as it'll go!

- On the line!

- Do it!

- Hook the end!

- Go!

Oh, God.

Go!

Go!

[GRUNTS]

Ohh... [GROANING]

[PANTING]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[GRUNTING]

[SHARP EXHALE]

[PANTING]

[DISTANT SHOUTING]

Sh*t.

- Clarence!

- CLARENCE:
Yes, Captain?

- You all right?

- CLARENCE:
Yes, sir.

Get that chute off.

We gotta bury everything.

- Jacket too.

- CLARENCE:
Aye-aye.

[SHOUTS]

[MAN SHOUTS IN GERMAN]

[BOTH GRUNT]

[FIGHTING SOUNDS]

[PANTING]

Thanks, England.

We're lucky you didn't shoot, Sites.

We'd have had Nazis

swarming all over us down here.

I'll start digging.

I'll take watch.

My best guess is we had about ten minutes

of flight time left to the drop zone.

Find me some landmarks,

a location, something.

- Tell me where the hell we are.

- Captain, I'm not supposed to be here.

- Well, we gotta make due.

- Captain, I'm Private First Class.

I barely know how to shoot.

I only completed basic training.

Before the war, I'd never killed a man.

First time for everything.

Come on. Let's find the others.

[INDISTINCT ARGUING]

Where was that?

Not far.

Let's move.

[CLICKS ONCE]

[TWO CLICKS RETURNED]

- EVAN:
Okay. It's them.

- Where the f*** are we?

Sites, get on the radio.

Go to London. Tell them our situation.

I think we're about

54 miles north of the DZ.

Puts us in a forest outside of Wilcze.

You know how to use this, right?

I've only ever shot a target, sir.

Whatever starts shooting at you,

that's your new target.

It's like being on the diamond.

Just throw strikes.

What's that?

That's you, right?

You used to play in the Majors?

Yeah, but that was a long time ago,

and just for a little bit.

Just like he said,

it's your new strike zone.

Aim for the center of the chest. You got

a better opportunity to hit the target.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Captain, this seems damaged.

- Nothing but static.

- We gotta fix it, buddy.

Crash site's gotta be this way.

Let's move.

Hey, Clarence, put this on.

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