Night Train to Munich

Gentlemen, Nazi motorized divisions

are already massed on our frontiers.

Unless a miracle happens,

we shall be invaded.

This factory will be one

of their first objectives.

I have special instructions here

from the minister of the interior.

"In no circumstances must Herr

Bomasch or his G.K. armor plating...

be allowed to pass into Nazi hands. "

But my work is not yet completed.

The tests that you have made were

good enough to show its possibilities.

Isn't that understating it? If it's successful,

it will revolutionize defensive warfare.

And it is a revolution that we do not wish

to have brought about by the Third Reich.

- Then I am to leave the country.

- As soon as the Nazi invasion starts.

I have here passports for

yourself and your daughter.

Arrangements have been made for you to

carry on your work in another country.

Where, you will be told when the time comes.

I have made out lists -

Ours?

No. Theirs.

If we resist German protection,

Prague will be bombed.

Rrotection. Rrotection from what?

Give me a direct line to the

Ministry of the Interior, at once!

What?

The minister left 10 minutes ago

for the Central Radio Station.

The German command

has given the order to march.

At this moment, Nazi troops are

streaming across our frontiers.

In our present defenseless condition...

resistance is worse than useless.

Citizens of Czechoslovakia...

we must bear the trials that lie ahead...

with fortitude and courage.

Be of good heart.

And remember-

long live Czechoslovakial

But will the British

government give me facilities?

Everything is arranged.

You will be met at Croydon.

Here are the details. Now,

you haven't a minute to lose.

The plane leaves the airfield in

half an hour, and it will be the last.

- But, uh, will you be there?

- I must stay.

Axel, your daughter.

Is that you, Anna? You have heard?

Listen, dear. I don't want to alarm you,

but we have to leave the country at once.

Go to the airport.

I will be waiting for you.

Immediately. Do you understand?

Yes. Yes, at once. Where are we going?

England?

Yes, of course.

- What's happening, Miss Anna?

- Martha, I've got to leave at once.

Help me put some things in a bag.

Anna Bomasch, you are under arrest.

- We cannot wait any longer!

- Please, another moment!

My daughter was leaving at once.

But the city's occupied already. We must go!

Away! Come on!

Schnelll Schnelll

Marsch.

Marschl

Aufschliessenl

Halt!

Turn right.

Edward Klein, for laziness.

Sentence:
12 lashes.

My heart will never stand it, Herr Doctor.

- Heart's fit. - I have

been under treatment for-

Take him away. Next man.

Karl Marsen, for insubordination.

Sentence:
20 lashes.

Good for twice the number by the look of him.

You will soon learn that it's

better to keep your mouth shut...

and to do as you are told.

Thank you. I have no wish to become a Nazi.

We shall also teach you

that insolence does not pay.

With the aid of those pillars of Nazi culture

- the whip and the jackboot.

- Silence!

- I shall say what I like!

You hate the truth...

because, in the end, it will destroy

you and your bankrupt philosophy.

You will perish because

you have nothing to offer...

because you can't forever

replace tolerance and decency...

with brute force, because you -

Stand away from him.

Get back to your work.

Better leave me.

Mmm?

Halt!

Get along. No talking.

Good Samaritan.

I wanted to thank you for yesterday.

The swine!

Don't look at me. We shall be seen.

Why did they send you here?

Oh.

I'm a desperate character.

I had a little school on the Sudeten border.

I was ordered to abolish our

language and to teach in German...

by an illiterate Nazi group leader.

So here I am.

Shh.

- And you?

- My father escaped to England.

I almost went back with him.

- Back?

- I was at school there.

They arrested me to find

out where he was hiding...

and because I couldn't tell them -

That's all.

England.

Well, good luck to him.

I have been a fool. I -

I should have held my tongue and-and waited.

- We shan't always be here.

- No?

Somehow, I'm going to join my father.

How?

- Well, we have friends outside.

- Yes.

But between them and us -

There must be a way.

Past searchlights, machine guns, barbed wire?

I should take any risk if I

thought there was a chance.

But there is none.

There isn't one of us

who doesn't lie awake -

Keep your mouths shut!

You know the order!

Get back, you. I told -

Silence.

What is it? Do you know him?

He studied with me for a

job in the civil bureau.

He might help us.

- But isn't he a German?

- Yes.

From the Sudetenland.

When it was occupied by

Germany, he was desperate.

I gave him the advice.

Become a good Nazi, Paul.

Join the party... and wait.

Then you think that -

Yes.

Now there may be a chance.

- What's wrong up there?

- It's fused!

It's all right!

- You should be asleep.

- Karl, what's that noise?

- That's the Goodwin lightship, miss.

- We should be in England in an hour or two.

But it'll be light then.

You don't mean we're going ashore

without any passports in broad daylight?

In broad daylight!

Why not?

Come on. Only a shilling.

- Aye, aye, knock it. Turn it up. What's the idea?

- Oh, I'm so sorry.

Think you're the Mauretania? I might have

had a Lillian Gish on the end of that.

- I'm very sorry indeed.

- All right. Granted, me ol' cock.

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