Mother Night Page #4

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History says | the war ended in 1945.

In fact, | it ended one year earlier.

My nation of two was | the loser...

insanity the victor.

There were no prisoners...

no survivors.

Why would the Germans | want to kill my Helga?

Sir...

I said enemy guns.

The Russians.

It was Russian fire.

Russian.

It was tragic timing, sir.

The Russians fired | on the Crimean camp...

where she was | entertaining troops.

Reich Marshal Goering will issue | an official commendation...

for Mrs. Campbell's bravery.

I am sure | she would be very proud.

Yes. Yes, of course.

Is there anything I can do for you, | Herr Campbell?

Please.

"Good afternoon, | ladies and gentlemen.

This is | Howard W. Campbell, Jr...

the last free American...

speaking to you | from Berlin, Germany...

the heart of the free world.

As you know, | the Bolshevik hordes...

continue their barbaric | advance towards Berlin.

Let theJewish leaders who are | exalted by our temporary setbacks...

be warned that National Socialism | will never allow Germany...

to fall under the heels | of the black beast...

who terrorizes | our women and children.

As for my American brothers...

you are fools | if you believe your dictator...

Franklin Delano Rosenfeld, | is concerned with your welfare.

If you fail to heed | the warning of your Aryan brothers...

the fate that awaits you | is the fate you deserve.

German victory is certain, | for it is a moral victory.

The final blow will be | struck by Adolf Hitler.

This has been | Howard W. Campbell, Jr...

the last free American.

You may not hear from me | for a while.

Thank you for listening. | Heil Hitler. "

- Howard. | - Herr Noth.

Interesting time | to visit your in-laws.

If you wish to stay a while, | perhaps you can help me...

greet the Russians | when they arrive.

I'm going to the front.

Right over that way.

An easy walk from here. | You can make it in a day...

picking buttercups as you go.

May I ask | where you're moving to?

I'm staying here.

My wife is at my brother's home | in Cologne. Resi will join her today.

- But why stay here? | - With the Russian army at my doorstep?

I'm still the chief of police.

I'll not have my people say | I fled with my tail between my legs.

Is there anything I can do?

Yes. | You can shoot Resi's dog.

It can't make the trip, | and I can't take care of it here...

so you can shoot it.

- Where is it? | - In the music room with Resi.

She knows it's to be shot. | You'll have no trouble with her.

All right.

You broke my heart | when you married my daughter.

I wanted a German soldier | for a son-in-law.

Yes. I know.

Because I hated you so much, | I studied you.

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