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What happened to the Jew

who was accompanying the stamp?

The Jew was paid 50,000 Marks cash.

Where was I?

The eyes are round...

Yes, the eyes are round...

The right eye is round

with a stellar pupil...

Forgive me. Vapniarka...

Vapniarka is a camp, right?

Yes... yes, a camp.

It's not Ritz...

Sometimes they don't get

hot chocolate for breakfast.

May I go on?

The right eye is round

with a stellar pupil

and a trace of an eyebrow...

Honestly, I don't get you,

you Romanians are very bizarre.

You can still get out of Vapniarka...

still get out...

But try this in Poland...

Here you can still negotiate.

You grease somebody and you're out.

With a bit of luck you get aboard a ship at Constana

(town in Romania on the Black See).

And farewell

to the promised land.

It's very expensive because

it's a country of thieves and bandits.

- Thieving gypsies.

. Yes, yes, thieving gypsies.

Present company excluded, of course.

Gentlemen...

I am not an anti-Semite...

The Von Klarenfelds are aristocrats.

All raised in a humanist,

liberal tradition.

If you want to know, I've carefully

researched the family archives.

I found out

we have some Jewish blood.

Not much, but still,

there's some Jewish blood.

And German blood,

don't you have any at all?

Excellent, excellent.

You're quick-witted, you Romanians.

Forgive me, my dear, for all

the horrors you had to hear.

Go back home... to your fortress,

my heart.

I'd like my stamp back, please.

It's not here.

Clear the table.

Move the tables away.

Move over there.

Undress.

Undress, y'all!

Come on, faster.

Faster.

Turn around!

Who's giggling?

Who's giggling?

Gentlemen, it's unacceptable

that we don't find the stamp.

Our honor is at stake.

I prefer only one of us loses it.

That is why, despite my shame,

I ask you,

I command you to submit yourselves

to a severe body search

which I will conduct on all of you,

starting with myself.

Officers, get behind me, please.

Come on, Tommy.

Undress!

- General...

- Quiet!

Undress.

- Full monty or underwear?

- Full monty.

Hold it!

Hands up I

who's giggling?

Captain Tomu, I command you

to join your comrades.

Captain Tomu, do you hear me?

General, if you touch me,

I'll blow my brains out.

Captain Tomu, this is an order!

I won't allow anyone to! Ever!

No way...

I give you my word of honor,

I did not take the stamp.

I request that my word be enough.

Get his hands...

Immobilize him!

Give me the key, please.

Get him!

Hold his arms.

Traitor!

General...

General!

Get down you scoundrel,

I'll teach you a lesson.

I'll show you scoundrel!

Just wait and I'll show you!

That yes!

I accept,

but shoot me straight in the heart.

Go away or I'll shoot you all.

Did you hear me? Get lost!

Shoot... shoot!

- I'll shoot...

- Shoot!

- I'll shoot!

- Shoot!

- I'll shoot you!

- It's been found...

It's been found...

A soldier put a bowl

on top of the stamp...

the stamp got stuck to the bowl...

it almost got scalded in the leach pot

where they wash the dishes...

A soldier put a bowl

on top of the stamp...

the stamp got stuck to the bowl...

it almost got scalded in the leach pot

where they wash the dishes...

A soldier put a bowl

on top of the stamp...

the stamp got stuck to the bowl...

it almost got scalded in the leach pot

where they wash the dishes...

General...

General!

General!

General...

Forgive me.

Forgive me...

Please forgive me...

Forgive me...

Please forgive me...

Forgive me...

Let's toast some champagne.

Come, everybody.

Come on, set the tables.

The chairs. Get the chairs.

Open the champagne. The glasses.

Get glasses to the table.

Get chairs. Come here. Good.

Give him the chair.

Sit down, please!

Sit down! Sit down, please!

Officers...

Let's drink captain Tomu's health.

Captain Tomu, thank you!

You taught us a lesson

none of us will ever forget.

Captain Tomu.

- Bravo Tomu!

- Bravo!

- General, I do not deserve the honor.

- Don't be so modest, boy.

What I have insulted for a stupid

piece of paper, an officer's honor,

you have lifted up

again at the risk of your life.

General, that is not true, and I

will not deceive you a moment longer.

I had another reason

to resist the search.

Do not deceive yourself.

You keep, and let us keep

the unspoiled memory of your deed,

maybe the only dignified one

of all we do here.

General, I cannot.

My honor compels me to tell you...

Before giving you

the real explanation,

I waited for the foreign guests

to leave.

It's good for them to pass on a nice

image of their Romanian allies,

an unspoiled image of our pride

which in truth is no longer there.

Why lie now?

The truth is I, too, would have

allowed myself to be searched,

like all my other comrades,

which I won't humiliate any longer,

but for one terrible obstacle.

What?

- You had an identical stamp on you?

- As you can see!

I got it from my mother,

an old Moldavian boyar.

She gave it to me

for good luck on the battlefield!

To save me from death...

What can I say?

Imagine, had I allowed even

a summary search to be conducted...

Why didn't you say you had a similar

stamp when I ordered the search?

Too late.

And what if the lost stamp

had not been found?

So why didn't you show it to us when

the major pulled out the aurochs head '?

It would have been childish.

For me, mine was not a paper stamp

to brag about and compete with.

Mine was - and no longer is -

a talisman of a whole different value.

If I could have, I'd have kept it

hidden in my heart.

Exhibiting it pained me

as a deowering would.

This amazing meeting of two

aurochs heads in the middle of nowhere,

I wanted to shun it as a fatality.

I hid mine away from the beginning,

as a holy memory.

The other one was bloody goods.

The confrontation was ignoble.

I was unable to avoid it.

Fate made it happen!

Why show it to us now?

So you won't believe I think myself

to be better than you all,

my brothers in arms.

We are a band of cowards, gentlemen,

and we should all blow our brains out

in this classroom

where children learn how to read.

And now, forgive me, General,

for disappointing you,

and allow me to withdraw.

I need to make contact

with the wilderness

- as Alceste said in The Misanthrope.

Tenium non datur (meaning "there is no third possibility").

Bravo, Nastasia Filipovna.

I want Romania to have the population

of China and the destiny of France!

Bravo!

No... No, please...

It's ok... You shouldn't...

Do you want a hare?

Come on, I'll get you a hare.

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