Molokh Page #5

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for something...

as if you were Christ Himself.

Why am I such a fool?

We shouldn't ask Him anything.

He is dead.

He won't bring you anything.

I feel like I've upset you.

I didn't mean to.

Forgive me.

The pain that possessed me...

took away the rest of

my sensibility.

Forgive me.

I see.

I had already noticed that.

If I win...

I'll be praised by everyone.

But if I lose...

even the lowest of beings...

will mock me.

- Is it too windy for the fhrer?

- Yes.

The fhrer is waiting.

You may roll.

Careful.

Thank you.

That way is good.

Thank you.

Panic-stricken Bolsheviks

are running away...

from the devastating

German army.

Dive!

0n the 11th of July,

the chief commander announced...

the enemy's defeat...

and the progress of troops

to the south of Woronesch...

200 miles along river Don.

0urtroops are following closely

the fleeing enemy.

0ur joy is to take arms

From England to the Black Sea

Always marching on

Freedom is our goal

0ur fhrer

Gives the orders

And we obey him

0ur fhrer

Gives the orders

And we obey him

Lisi!

It 's not for you!

Work!

I had to leave.

The news gave me

a terrible headache.

Have you anything?

Here.

Throw that away.

Okay, I'll keep it.

What?

Don't you think

others have problems?

Poor unhappy girl.

Unhappy. You have no idea

what it is to be forced to love.

A mediocre journalist,

a unsuccessful writer.

It was good to find

a genius to back him.

If it weren't for the family

and for the National Ideal...

we would have broken up

a long time ago.

To love a genius,

I can't explain it...

it 's like trying to love

the sun or the moon.

Look!

Real cinema!

Great images!

Garbage! I had never seen

such a waste of film!

- It makes my stomach turn.

- Exactly.

Unfinished work.

Completely incoherent!

The worst are not the tanks...

but the second half.

What a mess!

The writer either is

ignorant or incapable.

The cameraman is sloppy.

The director is self-absorbed.

The sound is not well recorded.

Why make a movie like that?

To stimulate them?

To say they have talent?

So they'll do better next time?

No! Regarding the style

of cinematography...

there can be no compromise.

We'd better suppress it altogether.

To Auschwitz with the whole crew.

Where?

Auschwitz?

Where is it?

Nowhere. It doesn't exist.

It doesn't exist?

Then why did she mention it?

You know how women

like to talk, my fhrer.

In spite of their charm...

We didn't hear any of that, right?

Exactly. An accurate point.

You've been warned, Klutzy.

Please, take your seats.

Where should I sit, my fhrer?

I'll sit close to the fhrer.

And where should I sit?

- Please, sit down.

- This is my place, Dr. Goebbels.

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