The Boys from Brazil Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 125 min
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I said "off" and I said "away",...
...and I said "no gun, no more gun"...
Then you had the gun.
- No! He had...
- They attack anyone with a gun!
- They were locked up...
- The dogs are never locked up.
Bobby... My dear, dear...
Action!
Cut! Cut!
They won't listen to you.
I...
Bobby, that man is your enemy.
Do not listen to him, I beg of you!
Call... the police.
Yeah.
By all means, do so, Bobby.
But first there are some things
about yourself you must know.
What do you mean?
If I prove to you that I know you better
than anyone in the world,...
...better even than your own mother,
will you listen to me?
You are a clever boy,...
...are you not?
You do not do well in school.
That is because you are too clever.
Too busy thinking your own thoughts.
But you are much smarter
than your teachers, uh?
My teachers are nowhere.
You are going to be the world's
greatest photographer, are you not?
Have you ever felt superior
to those around you?
Like a prince among peasants?
I feel different from everyone sometimes.
You are infinitely different.
Infinitely superior.
You were born of the
noblest blood in the world.
You have it within you to fulfil ambitions
a thousand times greater...
...than those of which
you presently dream!
And you shall fulfil them, Bobby!
You shall!
You are the living duplicate
of the greatest man in history.
Adolf Hitler.
Oh, man, you're weird!
Bobby, I'm telling you the truth!
Find... your... father.
What?
He killed...
...your... father.
Bobby! Listen to me!
It was this vicious Jew,...
...your sworn enemy!
He killed your father,
and he came here to kill you!
Bobby!
Let me protect you!
All your power will burst forth
when the time comes,...
...when you grow older!
And you see the world
engulfed by human garbage!
When you feel this urge
rising within you...
...to save your own Aryan folk
from extinction!
Then you will rejoice in your heritage...
...and bless me for creating you!
Bobby!
You must understand your parents
are of no importance!
They were chosen for you!
Now that they have served their purpose,
they must disappear from your life!
Bobby!
Bobby!
You freaked-out maniac!
Print!
Bobby...
Holy sh*t!
Cut!
Cut!
Cut!
Phew, man... Get outta here.
Out.
You'll die if I don't call
an ambulance for you.
I could just go out right now.
My mom won't be home until late.
You'll be dead by then.
If I call the police,
will you tell them what I did?
Okay.
Shake.
Come on, shake!
Okay. You got a deal.
I'd like an ambulance
and a police car...
...at the Wheelock residence
on Old Buck Road, please.
Hey, man, this is an emergency!
A heavy-duty emergency.
David!
What a surprise!
Which assassin was it, Mr Lieberman?
I thought you went to a wedding!
No more deception now.
No more blind alleys.
It was Mengele.
He's dead.
It's over.
The Dring boy isn't dead yet.
Neither is Simon Harrington
or Jack Curry or Bobby Wheelock.
It took a little time,...
...a little backtracking,
a visit to Dr Bruckner.
But now we know... everything.
And what are you going to do about it?
Kill the boys.
Brilliant man, that Mengele.
I suppose he had all 94 of those names
and addresses memorised.
Now you are trying to fool me.
- You have been searching the room.
- He must have had a list.
He did. I have it.
- Give it to me.
- Why?
We have the right and we have the duty.
To do what? Kill children?
Give me that list.
You will have to take it from me.
And, when you do,
you can add my name to the list.
I don't mean you any harm.
You will have to kill me, David.
The first of those boys that you touch,...
...I will turn you and your entire
organisation over to the police.
I will do that.
You would protect Hitler?
Not... slaughter the innocent,...
...and neither will you.
A fanatic you may be, but a murderer
of young children you are not.
There is a nurse here, an angel of mercy
called Miss Hanrahan,...
...who actually gives me cigarettes.
You know what she said?
She said, "Mr Lieberman,
if you can escape Buchenwald,...
...and you can escape those bullets,...
...then a few cigarettes
will not hurt you."
Isn't that a nice thing to say?
Man!
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