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seen that ugly little man before.

I'm sorry that father agreed to

such a farce.

You are so good

and understanding...

I find that a little provoking.

Allow me to test your

tolerance, Mr. Kessler.

I am a Werewolf!

Or more correctly,

I was a Werewolf.

So now you know.

I have no doubt that my secret

is safe with you.

I was foolish enough

to get involved with these people.

I realized right away

it was a terrible mistake.

But to get out was not easy.

Maybe it was just to spite father.

I've been very Ionely

with this secret.

But it's all over now.

I have broken with them forever.

But I had to tell you.

Don't you understand?

Mr. Kessler, you once said to me

that the time had come

to show a little

kindness towards Germany.

Now, Mr. Kessler, I ask you

to prove your open mind,

and show a little

kindness to me.

Checkmate!

Yes, I'm affraid I have to admit

you've won.

-Again!

-Again.

You know, we've played chess

together about fifteen times

and I've beaten you every time.

Doesn't that bother you, Father?

It is just a game.

You know, sometimes it's very difficult

for me to understand Germany.

We've bombed you to pieces

yet you all behave as if there never

was any war at all.

Max Hartmann and I have been

very close friends

and now I risk everything,

including a courtmartial,

just to help him keep

his position in Zentropa.

Do you think he knows about this?

Frankly,

I don't think he cares!

Damn you, Max! Get out of

that bathroom and talk to me.

Max, you can't treat me like this.

Open that door and face

reality for once!

-It's time to go home, Colonel.

- Come on, Colonel Harris!

He can't do that to me!

Papa?

Papa?

Papa!

Mr. Hartmann!

Mr. Hartmann!

"Sancte Antonius, ora pro nobis.

Sancte Christoforus, ora pro nobis.

Sancte Stephano, ora pro nobis.

Sancti Joanne e Paole,

orate pro nobis.

Sancte Cosme, ora pro nobis.

Sancte Agnese..."

I don't know what happened

upstairs this evening,

but from the way that

the kitchen personnel reacted,

it wasn't very pleasant.

I'm inclined to believe

that my nephew

bears a large part

of the responsibility.

Actually, I've taken a rather

substantial risk

in getting you this job.

My reputation is at stake.

And all this at a time when

the letter

you've been waiting for so long

has finally arrived.

This means that your application for

the examination has been accepted.

And is to be executed in

nine or ten weeks.

As the test is comprehensive

and the grading particularly severe,

I'd recommend you to,

as soon as you've finished

with these shoes,

go through the regulations.

Excuse me, Herr Kessler,

but I found this pair of

Crockett & Jones

outside compartment nine.

I'm sure there must be

a misunderstanding.

Well, they are polished.

I don't think so.

Where is the chalk mark?

-Chalk mark?

-Chalk mark!

A chalk mark

on the sole

is the passenger's guarantee that

the shoes have polished

and they've been polished

by the conductor of the car!

I can't see how a chalk mark can be

the passenger's guarantee.

No, you've come here with

your background

in American culture,

American way of thinking.

But I ask you kindly,

kindly, Herr Kessler,

without humility you will no get

anywhere.

Besides the guarantee,

the chalk mark also indicates

the traveller's compartment.

Take these shoes for example.

Where do they belong?

- Now I've lost track of...

- Ah, there you are.

And how will you find out?

Well, I could always ask one of

the passangers.

When I return I want to see all

the shoes marked

with compartment numbers.

And under no circumstances

will I tolerate

any disturbance of the passengers.

Do you have a moment?

We need your help, conductor.

I implore you, Herr Leopold,

please, come along.

You are beng led through the tran.

You are led through carrages

you never knew exsted.

Be careful here.

Welcome, Herr Kessler.

I can understand if this setup

puzzles you.

But this sector is in

a state of emergency

and the authorities won't allow us

to give Max Hartmann

a proper burial.

Gatherings are forbidden,

Herr Kessler.

We therefore have to resort

to this unworthy arrangement.

We'll proceed with our ceremony

in secret,

just as the Christians

in the catacombs.

Everyone is gathering at the old

marshalling yard at Darmstadt.

It will be your job

to stop the train there

so we can get the coffin

off the train.

I am waiting for an explanation.

You pulled the emergency brake!

"Si iniquitates observaveris Domine,

Domine quis sustinebit?

Kyrie eleison.

Christe eleison.

Kyrie eleison. Et ne nos inducas

in tentationem.

Sed libera nos a malo.

Requiescant in pace.

Amen.

Domine, exaudi orationem meam.

Oremus.

Filium, deus..."

Ths s the Amercan

occupaton force.

Law 1067 of the

mltary goverment

forbds gatherngs

and processons.

Please dsperse and go home,

or you wll be arrested.

Dsperse and go home,

or you wll be arrested.

The ceremony s over.

The coffn s to be turned over

to the occupaton forces

for confscaton

nmedately.

"Vivat, vivat. Vivat, vivat".

Go back to America, please.

Herr Leopold.

Over here!

Come in.

Kat is a lovely girl.

You stay away from her.

I just wanted to thank you.

It turned out fine with my

nephews on the train.

I don't know what the youngsters

would've done without you.

Open the door, please!

Our superiors

appreciate your help

in the Ravenstein assasination.

Please, open the door!

We have a new job in mind

for you.

Why, there is your little girlfriend.

Listen, Leo, I'm not asking you

to make up your mind right away.

I think we'll offer Herr Kessler

a ride back to Frankfurt.

And then we must get

the back door fixed.

It's stuck.

You love her. She s so strong.

And yet so vulnerable.

I want you to go forward n tme.

Go forward

one month n tme.

Be there on the count of three.

One.

Two.

Three.

You have a visitor, Herr Aspirant.

Father?

-I hope I'm not intruding.

-Not at all, Father.

Thank you.

Have you been promoted yet?

The exam is in

a few weeks.

Are you working in Munich?

At Saint Christopher church.

I've come to ask you not to judge

Kat too harshly.

I know she's told you about

her mistake.

Kat is confused as there are

many others these days.

But she is not a Werewolf.

She repents her sins

and tries to make amends.

She had to flee from these

people in Frankfurt.

They stop at nothing.

Max Hartmann received

threatening letters

as his collaboration with the

Americans was no secret.

After his death,

the authorities have confiscated

his entire estate.

Do you have any contact with Kat?

I really have to go now.

We'll meet again.

Goodbye, Herr Kessler,

and Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Father.

Herr Kessler, if I were you...

I'd attend the Midnight Mass

at Saint Christopher tonight.

Priests are

an necessary discomfort.

"Sanguis Domini nostri

Jesus Christie

custodiat animam meam

in vitam eternam".

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