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- 1969
- 110 min
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- What can the German army do?
- Nothing.
But what Lord Bostwick does with the
remains of my bureau is the question.
Mein Gott!
You might look all right
around the board table, my friends,
but thank God
I don't have to take you into battle.
That goes under the jacket, man.
The Russian anthem.
The czar is arriving.
We shall need an anthem
of our own.
Remind me.
The czar.
The others will soon be here.
The time has come to
make a move, gentlemen.
Are your officers
safely under lock and key?
Quite safe and very angry
in their underwear.
I've sent a limber ahead
with our little toy.
My engineers will have it loaded
by the time we arrive.
There it is,
the castle at Minsk.
All the crowned heads of Europe
under one roof, what an opportunity.
Now, lvan.
For his lordship, I mean,
if war is what he wants.
With your ideas, I'm surprised
you're shocked at war.
Not at all. It's a matter of business.
How can we charge our prices
with everybody happily killing
each other for a shilling a day?
Look out.
- What is it?
- A bomb.
It's so big.
What will they do?
- Drop it.
- What?
On the castle. Ride there quickly.
It must be evacuated.
- But the frontier will be guarded.
- Ride, I say. I must follow that bomb.
French president.
Vorsicht, vorsicht.
Corporal? Corporal!
What are you doing?
What is that thing?
Some new sort of bomb.
We are to load it.
Aboard my zeppelin?
What's the devil next?
- General's orders, sir.
- This is a naval ship.
We'll soon see about that.
Come on, come on, get busy, there.
Los, get this thing unloaded.
The general gave me
the order himself. Los!
What the devil are you talking about?
Bombs in zeppelins, ridiculous.
Weg mit dem Objekt. Es muss
Get up.
A life on the ocean wave and here
we are in the middle of a forest
- with a bloody gas bag.
- You men there,
what are you doing?
Do up your buttons.
Where is your officer?
- Your officer, where is he?
- He was here a moment ago.
Well, he is not here now.
I shall take over command.
General's orders.
and returns to base immediately.
Get that thing away from there.
Corporal, do you hear me?
Get that thing away from here!
Jawohl, Herr Kapitn.
Bloody officers.
- Who is the pilot?
- The Herr Kapitn, Herr Kapitn.
- But he is not here.
- Well, I also am a pilot, Herr Kapitn.
Then why didn't you say so?
Get on with it, man.
Get that thing down here.
Careful, careful.
- Hey, you. Where's the officer?
- Well, there was one here.
- Where is he now?
- I don't know, Herr General.
- We've lost one already.
- Don't answer back.
Prepare to take off immediately.
What are you doing there, corporal?
- Get that thing aboard.
- Jawohl, Herr General.
- Where are you going?
- I must go to the castle.
You have, have you? The frontier
is closed. No one is allowed through.
The castle must be evacuated.
They're gonna bomb it.
Do you think we're idiots in Ruthenia?
Evacuate! They've only just arrived.
They are going
to drop a bomb, I tell you.
Oh, drop it?
Who is going to? An eagle?
Through you go.
There are no frontiers
for the Sisters of Mercy.
Get out of here,
before I have you arrested.
Heave ho.
Heave.
Heave.
Heave ho.
Steady. Good.
Up.
- Up. Up.
- Careful.
Up. Up.
Halt.
The bomb is secured.
Stand by to cast off.
Release ballast.
Cast off of it.
Cast off now.
- Set course for Minsk.
- Minsk, Herr General?
Drive and ask no questions.
Bombs from the air.
What a marvelous idea.
All those little houses down there, just
pull a lever and poof! They're gone.
My God, let's go and see.
Dragomiloff!
Revolutionary idea, general,
an aerial bomb.
History in the making.
A frightening concept.
In 15 minutes,
we should be over the castle.
What's that fool up to?
- What the devil are you doing there?
- There's a naval officer onboard.
Get it back on course.
The captain. He must
have hidden on board.
- Well, why didn't you search?
- He'll give no more trouble.
- We're back on course.
- Not too soon.
We're approaching the frontier.
Look! Look!
So, what is this?
It is un ballon.
By Jove! It looks like
some sort of airship.
Nothing is supposed
to cross the frontier.
It's one of those damned zeppelins.
Where's that Hun?
- Good morning.
- There you are, Herr Oberleutnant.
General von Pinck has sent word.
- It's a patrol for security purposes.
- Why was I not informed?
- Prussians do what they like.
- They're invading our frontier.
Now, then. Now, then.
Steady the butts.
This is supposed to be
a peace conference.
- Starboard two points.
- Gentlemen.
Dragomiloff.
- It's impossible.
- Nothing's impossible, general.
- This time we'll make quite sure.
- Unwise, my lord.
You see, a bullet through a hydrogen
balloon will blow us all out of the sky.
It's true, my lord.
Leave him to me.
He will not stand a chance.
I was the saber champion
of all Germany.
En garde.
Now, here! And here!
Come on.
Very good.
Take this.
Here, here, here.
- Get him.
- This way. After him.
Keep her steady.
Don't do it, Charles. Indiscriminate
destruction will engulf you too.
One death or a million,
where's the difference?
We're surgeons, not butchers.
We only kill to destroy evil.
- Hypocrite. You kill for money.
- Only those who deserve to die.
- We must judge before we kill.
- Judge? Young fool.
You're not an assassin,
you're a critic.
Steady.
Steady.
It's jammed.
Damn you, get out of my way.
Rise, Sir lvan.
Your Majesties, you must evacuate
the castle immediately.
Miss Winter, not quite
on the spot for once.
- Ivan, what happened?
- Sir lvan, if you please.
Virtue has been rewarded.
Well, really.
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