The Assassination Bureau Page #8

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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

heute nicht getan werden.

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.

The zeppelin takes off

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.

Will you please listen to me?

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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