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Come on!

There's a considerable difference between

talking about something and actually doing it.

Exactly, men like you shouldn't be

shut up in their studies reading books.

They should be out there, helping to

build a better country for our children.

Come on, please. Please?

All right, just for a bit.

I did give serious thought

to joining the Party,

but somehow I just couldn't quite see

myself marching around and waving banners.

What I mean is...

I...

Perhaps you're right.

A man of your talents would

be wasted in the rank and file.

Sturmbannfhrer Dorbisch?

Bouhler here. There's

someone I'd like you to meet.

It's not every day we get a call

from the Chancellery of the Fhrer.

I don't work there, you understand?

I'm really just an academic.

Just an academic? Don't be ridiculous.

You served with the 24th Brandenburg!

Inever saw much action, I'm afraid.

I was only called up in 1918.

Ah, just in time for the last big push.

Great times.

- I hope you're hungry?

- No... Yes, yes.

Well, the Kaiser, as you know, had

his elite regiment, the Imperial Guard.

Well, now we have the Schutzsfaffel.

Hm. The Fhrer's bodyguard?

It's rather more than that.

I'm not suggesting you have to ride

around on a running board with a revolver.

No. No.

We're interested in recruiting

the better type of person.

The specialists in their

field, such as yourself.

Well, I wouldn't exactly

call myself a specialist.

See, that's what I like about you, Halder

- no showing off, no bragging,

just a quiet determination.

That's exactly the

type we're looking for.

I... I am flattered by your high

opinion of me, but my worry is that...

with my work at the university, I

might not be able to contribute...

The last thing we want is for you to

be distracted from your valuable work,

shaping the minds of

our next generation.

No, your position would

be an honorary one.

The greatest minds in the

land with us in spirit.

Helen, something rather

extraordinary has happened.

It's all because of the

book, would you believe?

They really seem to love

it, for some unknown reason.

Helen... I'm trying

to tell you something.

Sorry? What did you say?

John!

Is that you, John?

Yes!

Come back to bed.

Maurice?

There you are. I was beginning to think

she was playing a practical joke on me.

- Who?

- Helen. Sending me here.

- What's this all about?

- I needed somewhere I could work in peace.

- Who is it?

- Shh!

Sorry, I'm a bit distracted.

Right, come on! You've got time

for a quick drink. I've had a...

- I've had a lot of cancellations. Come on.

- I'm afraid I really can't.

- Just one. There's always time for one.

- I can't, Maurice.

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