German Angst Page #2

- Don't even think about moving.

- Don't be a hero!

- What's the matter?

- There's a hero here!

Yup? A f***ing hero?

Frisk them.

Let's see... What have we here?

Jacek Falecki. A Polish bastard.

And you, p*ssy?

Kasia Bi... Bi... Biedryczynka.

I can't even pronounce this sh*t name.

No wonder you're dumb.

It's an invasion of dirty Poles?

- Well, I am Polish?

- Yes.

- You f***ing Polish?

- Yes. - No, sh*t! No!

I hate them!

I left England because of them!

They are like an infection!

They take our jobs! Bastards!

- Kill them, f***.

- Calm down, man. Calm down.

We have not yet begun.

What are you doing here in our country?

- This is Germany. Germany!

- Yes!

All right. Ok.

The tension is unbearable.

"We were born and raised here.

We are Germans."

Do you understand? They are Germans.

Very well.

Now I feel much better.

Now we will do a test.

It's not a joke.

It's to see if you

are really Germans.

If you pass the test, we'll go and

not give you any more trouble.

You simply need to sing

the German national anthem.

- I can not hear anything! Can you?

- No.

You must just be shy.

Are you ready?

Begin! I can't hear anything!

Sing! don't write.

It's really brave.

What did they write?

"F*** you, Nazi motherfuckers."

"F*** you, Nazi motherfuckers."

Does it seem funny?

Oh, f***!

There's no hero, but we

have a heroine!

Polish bastards! We already

defeated you once before!

Keep the son of a b*tch there,

I want you to look.

Isn't she beautiful?

Yes!

Troy!

Hit it! Again!

Excuse me, I didn't understand you.

Do you want some paper?

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Again!

Get up, Polish c*nt!

Now comes the best part.

- Did you have fun?

- Yes a lot.

Jens!

Are you stupid or deaf?

What's happening to you?

It means something.

What's happening to you?

We have no time for your

f***ing letters.

No! No!

Please, give him some paper.

Don't do that!

You're scaring me!

- Show him.

- "I'm Jens."

- I don't understand. What the

f*** does that mean? "I'm Jens!"

Brilliant, man!

You could be an actor!

Hello, Jens. I am Joseph Goebbels!

And this is getting boring.

What do we do with her?

We'll take you to the land of pain!

Hey, Jens.

Come on, wake the f*** up.

Wake up.

Bring her.

What's wrong with Jens, Hilda?

I have no idea, he's always been strange.

- What do you want?

- Come on! Walk!

Walk! Go! Move!

Sit down, now! Sit down!

Are you done spitting?

Watch your little girlfriend.

Hey...

How are you?

He's starting to like it.

How about you?

You're never going to get out

of here... Over my dead body.

- Hallelujah! He speaks!

- Jens? Hey, you all right?

Yes.

Are you...

Stop hitting him!

Your b*tch likes it!

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