The Devil's General Page #3

...next time come all dressed in fur.

- Watch out for him.

- Why?

Even Hermann is afraid of him.

- SD?

- Half the people here.

Have a toothpick?

That's right, Detlev.

Attentive as always.

They also need some more to drink.

Aren't you being a little careless?

What can happen to me?

A war needs to be won.

And for that they need me.

No, Mohrungen, when the time comes

that I can not say what I think...

...it all ceases to be worthwhile.

Don't you think?

- Look, Mohrungen.

- It's all about influence, Harras.

I should have thought of that

when got into this business.

When you and others got us funding.

We had no idea.

We were in the financial crisis,

bankruptcy, political turmoil,...

...corrupt liberalism...

We thought we had a strong

hand here and abroad ...

So Mohrungen! You're trying to

make me believe that...

...you did not seem this coming?

Let's be honest.

In 1933, we knew they were

preparing for a world war.

But an air force without me?

No, that wasn't going to happen.

I'm a pilot.

And besides, where else in the world

could I get these opportunities?

The limitless resources, power ...

On that we can agree.

Precisely. Let say our goodbyes.

- You? Home?

- No, hardly.

I wasl invited to go to the

Geiss house for a premiere party.

What?

Lieutenant Lttjohann had a great story.

- Which one?

- You'll laugh, General.

It's a new one.

In short:
A man goes to the doctor.

A wire hangs from his mouth.

The doctor asks him:

"What's wrong with you?"

The man says:

"A very stupid thing, doctor.

"Yesterday I went to a banquet

for a party official...

...and unwittingly took the bread

where the microphone was hidden. "

Anything special in the house of Otto?

Perhaps a conversation with Mohrungen.

We made a draft.

No, I want to listen to everything.

Ah, Harras!

There was no corkscrew

so I had to improvise.

I looked for it everywhere.

The corkscrew is here where

it always has been, dear.

Have you been here long?

Sorry!

I've been very busy with work.

This has to change.

Have enough to eat?

...or should I send Korrianke out again?

I have enough for the time being.

- Is your head clear?

- As clear as pure alcohol.

Well, you wanted to talk to me.

What's up?

Jenny was here.

- Because of Rosenfeld?

- Yup.

And you are the only one who can still help.

So, gentlemen, anyone want to break training?

Captain, how about a little maneuver?

With pleasure.

What great luck.

What do you mean?

I was talking about the luck I've had.

The first night in Berlin and already with ladies of the theater.

- That what I call luck.

- Here's a little more luck.

Jenny knows the chief physician at the police hospital.

Declares people as dead and sends

them out at night in a coffin.

Costs ten thousand.

Already made the arrangements.

She wants to try to go with

him out of the country.

Sound good but how will

they cross the border?

- Jenny learned to fly with you.

- Yes, that is a possibility.

But that would be at night.

Would she be able to do that?

For him, she'll do anything.

- Korrianke!

- I'm here.

Come!

Ah, here you are.

I searched all over the house.

I want to dance with you.

I'll be right there.

Excuse me.

I think I interrupted something.

General?

Ladies!

There is nothing more to drink.

See ya'.

...remember Professor Rosenfeld, the surgeon?

The one who patched me up

when I smashed into a tree?

Remember his wife who I taught to fly?

A charming person, General.

- A blond.

- Silence.

You will come get them tomorrow.

- Where?

- Here.

- When?

- Tomorrow night.

At ten o'clock.

For the professor, bring with you...

...one of my old jackets and a cap.

...and for the lady some old

overalls and an aviator's cap.

Say nothing.

- Looking for your glass?

- Looking for a girl.

- Here there are many.

- Someone in particular.

- Who?

- I do not know.

I only exchanged glances with her.

But there was ...

In the midst of all the excitement

and conversation...

...hers was a clear and clean presence.

You mean you fell in love again?

Yes...

She seemed ...

Wait...like drinking a fine wine.

A "Wehlener Sonnenuhr"...

...on a beautiful Sunday morning.

What year was the harvest?

The very best, a '21..

In this case, one can only say "health" so to speak.

Why do you think she would be here?

She was with you in the hallway at Otto's.

Ah, you're speaking of Diddo.

Diddo, come here.

I present to you General Harras.

This is my niece Diddo.

She's been living with me for six weeks

but you come here so little.

My sister would not let her

stay in Berlin. Says it's dangerous.

- She is in fact only 21.

- I see.

But I promised to take very

good care of her, Harras.

- Tell me, you heard all that?

- Yup.

That nonsense about "Wehlener Sonnenuhr" on a Sunday morning?

Yes.

- And you did not laugh?

- No.

Because you think the old man

already resembles a monument...

...and you must show respect?

Wouldn't you rather dance?

Whose violets?

Aunt Olly.

Okay.

And now you've personally met old Harras.

You're a little disappointed, aren't you?

Not what you were expecting for a general?

...and not even not a party member.

Always the same.

Always the same grumbles, always behind

a woman's skirt. Son of a b*tch!

Keep the recording?

Yes, just in case.

You never know.

Why is this SS Commander always around Harras now?

That question had also occurred to me.

Can I get the personnel file on Schmidt-Lausitz?

Schmidt-Lausitz?

One of Himmler's right-hand men.

He must be on a special mission.

I'm listening, Mr. Schmidt.

I'm not enjoying it but I'm listening.

General Harras, you are making a big mistake.

You do not recognize who your true friends are.

On the contrary, I do rather well at it.

I realize you don't like me..

Get on with it, Commander.

It is not so easy to speak the truth.

I am truly your friend.

You have been assigned the

special duty of being my friend.

In this case, the mission and the feelings coincide.

Unfortunately, I can not

present you with violets.

These are just for me.

Well, perhaps you can

bear with me a little longer.

Go ahead.

The general disorder in aircraft

production is so widespread...

..that it is possible to blame

sabotage in some cases.

According to various reports, the planes

do not work as they should.

Is that so? And now you want

to shake hands in friendship?

As head of the Technical Department,

you're responsible for everything.

But now comes the most interesting thing,

We think you are blameless.

Unlike some of your close friends...

...who maybe one day will

no longer have such a distinction.

I know you do not like the Party.

But I also know that you are

even less sympathetic...

...about the monocle-types on the General Staff.

You abhor convention.

You're popular.

With the potential to be a great general.

Harras...

...come to our side.

With us, the Luftwaffe can

again be what it once was...

...and more!

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