John Rabe Page #2

That idiot would be me.

Open the gate!

- Keep it closed.

- They're our workers.

They'll be killed!

- My concern is the plant.

- No... Not yet.

Open the gate!

Dora, you take the women and children.

Come on! Quick, quick!

Quick! Come on! That way!

You're going to regret this, Rabe.

I'll be happy to regret this.

Women and children! Quick!

Come on! This way!

Rabe!

I swear...

Where's the flag?

- What for?

- The flag, damn you!

It's in the trunk of the car.

Han!

Turn the floodlight on! Full power!

- Are you mad?

- Do it!

- Chang, come here!

- Yes, boss!

Over there! Quick!

Everyone, under the flag!

Come on, run! This way. Quick!

Come on!

Come on! Quick!

They're going away.

We did it.

They're leaving.

They're leaving!

There are just too many to cope with!

Nine shot in the stomach.

One in the head.

Three are dying. Four amputations...

Enough. Crying won't help.

- Where is Dr. Xu?

- He's not here.

Lucky they only hit the guard house.

I want this hole filled in.

And get the grounds cleaned up.

Han, check the plant for damage...

...and check the turbine functions.

I want a report

sent to Shanghai and Berlin today.

Yes, sir.

- Chang.

- Yes?

You're to reinforce the sheds...

...to make provisional shelter.

Is that clear?

Boss, I'm driver.

And without shelter...

...you'll be a dead driver soon.

Herr Fliess.

Stop. Stop the car.

Close the gate! Close it!

The early bird catches the worm, eh?

Get out of the car.

- Open the trunk.

- Herr Rabe.

May I remind you,

you had your send-off yesterday.

You're talking to the new director

of Siemens Nanking.

- I don't remember handing over.

- Don't worry.

You've been busy enough

with your move.

What are your plans

as the new director?

Considering

what we witnessed yesterday,

the plant

will have to be closed immediately.

And what about the workers?

They will be contacted.

- Should we resume business.

- Do you have everything?

- Files? Accounting books? Contracts?

- No need to worry.

German efficiency.

A good plan, Herr Fliess.

It's just a pity your contract

doesn't start until the sixth.

The day after tomorrow.

If you doubt me, look in the trunk.

The contract must be with the papers.

German efficiency.

That may be so.

- But you have no say here anymore.

- You're right, indeed.

And you have no say here, yet.

But somebody has to have a say here,

don't you think?

Han?

Han.

Tell him to open the car trunk.

Herr Fliess,

would you please open the car trunk?

And now tell him

that for insurance purposes alone,

his access to the company grounds

must be restricted.

He'll stay in the guest apartment.

Staff will look after him.

- Herr Fliess...

- Don't bother.

Herr Fliess.

The apartment is over there.

I'm sorry.

If the Fhrer knew

the people they send here...

It's just ridiculous.

I know you mean well.

But let it rest, please.

Someone has to look after it.

- Someone, but not you.

- As long as I'm here, I will.

- And where are my fried eggs?

- You can look after them yourself.

December 4. 1937.

As the Japanese shells

tear through the sky overhead,

I open the gates

and let in all who come to us.

Women and children crouch

under the huge German flag,

with terror in their eyes.

The flag is said to be bombproof.

The Japanese

are faithful allies indeed.

They hold their fire

as soon as they see our flag.

Very honorable.

Hurry up there!

Come on! Quickly!

What is all this?

The refugees can't stay

in the front yard.

That's company grounds.

I'd need permission.

So they're staying in our yard?

Yes, exactly.

They're staying in our yard.

This way. Bring it over this way.

"The Japanese soldiers

are your friends!"

The Chinese took the bait.

Inform headquarters.

Congratulations, Major.

You'll make

an excellent commander one day.

But I ask myself,

why is it that I give orders

not to take prisoners,

and you arrive with thousands?

Please forgive me.

- Your Highness.

- I didn't ask you to speak!

So, Major.

What do you propose?

Your Highness.

It would be extremely difficult

to execute that many prisoners.

Is that so?

Furthermore,

I believe such executions...

...could be considered to be illegal.

Illegal?

I am entrusting you personally

with resolving

this matter once and for all.

I want no prisoner

alive by tomorrow morning.

We will also shell the city center.

Nanking must experience

the superiority of our troops.

Attention!

On your feet!

Now you are going

to get warm soup to eat.

December 5. 1937.

I never thought that a single day

could have changed my life completely.

To stay or to go.

To play the hero or steal away.

And what shall I tell Dora?

You're not asleep.

Neither are you.

The difference is, I can't sleep.

You don't want to.

Tell me what thoughts are inside

that head of yours, John Rabe.

What life holds

for those poor devils outside.

You think everyone is like you.

Those poor devils

out there in your yard...

...are just happy to be in your yard.

They're happy

about what you pity them for.

I am the way I am.

I know.

Do you remember,

what we promised one another?

Remind me how old was I back then?

Yes, I remember.

And?

Now and forever, come what may.

And do you still mean it?

The statute of limitations may be up.

But yes, I mean it,

now and forever,

come what may.

This way.

Quick, come on.

Keep moving!

Stay with me, Dora.

Did you really

have to bring that damn bird?

Just stay with me.

Out of the way! Get out of the way!

Let me through. Just let me through!

Stop!

You're not coming.

Take care of yourself.

I love you.

I'll come later.

Dora!

Boss.

Go on. I'm staying here.

It's too dangerous.

Han, I know you mean well.

If I'm hit, all the better.

If not, then so be it.

Now go, before I get angry.

December11, 1937.

Suddenly. people are flooding...

...the gates of our zone

by the thousands.

News of the zone

must have spread like wildfire.

We can hardly handle the influx.

Even the Japanese ambassador.

Mr. Fukuda.

has given our zone his approval.

December13, 1937.

We're stilI transporting rice in

from outside of the city.

The zone needs flour. salt. firewood,

medicine. utensils and blankets...

...before the Japanese get here.

We have to be well prepared,

for we'll be cut off from the world.

The Japanese

have 600 planes in Shanghai.

As well as armored divisions

and an enormous army.

If an army

of that size attacks Nanking.

they mean to raze it.

But perhaps this is mere child's play...

...compared to what a new world war...

...would mean in Europe.

The Chinese soldiers who haven't left

are posted at the main city gate.

They want to defend Nanking,

at all costs.

A completely pointless

and futile venture.

Why have you ended the siege

and begun to attack the city?

Forgive me, General.

Answer my question, Major!

His Imperial Highness gave the order.

Lieutenant General... your report!

My nephew, the Emperor,

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