Hannibal Rising

Hide! Quickly!

Run away.

Back. This way.

Quick, this way.

Quickly, come on.

Down to the lake.

- M for Mischa.

- Mischa.

Come on! Come on, let's go!

Come on, Lothar.

- Hurry now. Give me the bathtub.

- Yes, sir.

Hannibal, Mischa,

where have you been?

Hurry now. Quickly!

Hannibal! Come here.

Come on...

Darling, the cart is packed.

Everything is ready.

Hurry up. Come on, come on.

Come on, old boy. Come on.

Hey... Colonel Timka says the fighting

will be close to the roads.

It can't last more than a few days.

We'll be safe at the Lodge.

Come on, we're almost there.

No, no, no, no, no.

The bath has to be for the dirty clothes.

Yes, Madam.

In you come.

Let's see if our toys are still there.

- Hand me the bath.

- I'll take care of that, sir.

No, no, it's fine. But let's hurry.

Cook will have finished packing

the kitchen

by the time you get back.

Mischa.

Hannibal, give them here.

Mama's pearls.

Blow.

Pearls before swine?

Mischa, blow.

Shut up! Shut up!

The Major's here.

You are a Jew.

How could I eat your cooking?

Dispose of him.

How do you deal with locals,

being locals yourself?

You say you want to be SS,

let's see you earn it.

Kill the Jew.

Bring me the peasant.

Move! Move!

Move, you fat f***ing Jew.

Move! Move!

- Are you a gypsy?

- No, sir.

Are you a Jew?

No, sir.

Good job!

Why don't you show us your dick?

Major! Russian tanks moving west!

Put all their food on the trucks.

Move it!

What's that?

- It's a tank, a Russian tank.

- Get away from the window!

Lothar! Russians!

Everybody out of the house!

We only want water.

The children can stay in the warm.

- Get them inside.

- Go, Hannibal. Look after Mischa.

Start the pump.

Wait here.

Mama! Mama!

- How much longer with the pump?

- A few minutes.

- Stuka! Stuka!

- Shoot! Shoot!

Stay down!

Papa! Papa!

Mischa!

Hannibal!

Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

Hannibal!

No! No

Mischa! Mischa!

Mischa, go back.

- Go back, Mischa!

- Mama!

No, Mischa, go back!

Hurry! Hurry!

Come on, Grentz.

Kolnas, come on. Hurry!

Come on!

Get in the back.

Put it in the back.

Start the engine.

Start the engine.

I told you, Grutas,

we're going to die.

Relax. We're getting rich.

In. In, in, in. Go.

Grutas, isn't that the SS Major?

Major. Kill a few gypsies, you said.

Kill a few Jews,

and we'll make you SS.

If you had kept your word...

I would be saying

'yes, sir' to you now.

But now, I am in business for myself.

- Russians!

- The Russians. Move!

Go, go, go, go. Hurry!

The Commissar has ordered that

all soldiers found looting are to be executed.

They're shooting looters.

Stop and black out.

Come on!

- Put it down.

- Drop it now, you little f***.

Put it down!

Or we shoot her.

- Give me that.

- Get the radio, Kolnas.

- Milko, check the kitchen.

- F*** you!

I want Mama.

We're lucky, only kids.

If a patrol comes by...

...we saved them...

...and their family's stuff.

Grentz, check the door...

Pot Watcher...

Check upstairs.

Find some food.

...only rotten potatoes.

- Find something... try the Germans...

- It's breaking up.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I need information, you idiot!

It's not a f***ing toy!

Wait! I have found some

thing under Russian frequency.

Road blocks.

Every five kilometers

from here to Vilnius.

So... we are stuck for now.

- Did you get something?

- It's freezing out there.

Open it.

You think these are peppercorns?

These are frozen maggots.

This was rotten before it froze.

I'll put this in your head.

Stop it, Grutas.

The boy is Hannibal Lecter.

And the little girl is Mischa.

We eat or die.

Let's hear you, Little Master.

- He's mute.

- He's not mute at night.

He can scream well enough

and he'll sing.

This is not your father's house any more.

It's the People's Orphanage.

...and you're just one more orphan.

Lecter! I'll see you in my office.

Hannibal, you do not

honor the human pecking order.

You're always hurting the bullies.

I know.

This was your Mother's room.

It must be difficult for you to live

in this house.

Go to bed.

Go to bed!

Everything all right?

Mischa!

Mischa!

Get up!

Now scream all you please.

Every day, you'll pay for this

Every day for the rest of your short

and nasty life.

Lecter!

He's not here.

This way!

Who's there?

Some help you are.

Shoo! Go!

- What is it, Serge?

- A boy, Madame.

He has pictures of you

and your husband.

Your Uncle would have

loved to see you, Hannibal.

It has been almost a year

since he died.

Only you and I are left now.

Mischa! Mischa!

Mischa!

Mischa!

Mischa! Mischa.

Mischa! Mischa.

Hannibal!

Mischa!

Hannibal, Hannibal! Wake up!

It's all right. It's all right.

When you sleep do you remember?

Do you remember

what happened to Mischa?

You look like your uncle, Hannibal.

Would you like to try?

Use this.

Hannibal!

Speak to me.

Thank you.

Hannibal!

Here is where I pray to my ancestors

for strength, for courage.

I have the honor

only on my ancestor's birthday...

...to polish his armor

with oil of cloves.

This is after the fight

for Osaka Castle.

The samurai display the heads

of their enemies.

There are more suitable parchments

that will interest you.

Be gentle, Hannibal...

and be brave

...like your father.

And like him.

You must be ready for anything.

Come!

Again.

Again.

Good... again!

Hey, Japonese.

Hey, Japonese.

Monsieur... please.

- Is that all Madame?

- Yes.

Hey, Japonese, tell me the truth...

...does your p*ssy run crossways?

With a puff of straight hairs

like a little explosion?

Hannibal!

Don't move.

If you've pissed in my fuel tank,

I'll twist your head off.

Paul Momund, the butcher.

You owe a certain lady an apology.

Apologize to La Japonaise?

Boy, you must be crazy to come here,

I'll throw you in the river...

...or maybe I'll slit your pants

and give you something you don't want

...where you don't want it.

You inquired about her... p*ssy.

You speculated it ran which way?

Jap p*ssy runs crossways...

You should f*** that little Jap

and see for yourself, huh?

Crossways like that?

Or more tangential to the spine?

Do you see how your mouth

stains the air?

I should add that to my drawing.

Would you like to see it?

Yum!

Wait for me.

This wound was made

with a single blow.

Ah, Inspector Popil,

I'm very happy you could come.

You won't remember me but

I was with the...

Of course,

you delivered De Rais to Nuremberg...

- ...and sat behind him.

- I saw you bring the evidence.

It's an honor, sir.

- What do we have here?

- Paul Momund, or most of him.

You have his dossier.

Yes. Fat and ugly.

He shipped Jews from Marseille.

He fought recently.

And often.

Last Saturday night in a bar fight.

He had many enemies.

A list, please.

His recent opponents.

- You've done nothing to this body?

- Oh, no, no, no, Monsieur.

- The Chief specifically...

- The odor it er...

it's not of anything you use here?

It smells like that toothache remedy.

Yes, oil of cloves.

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