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in its purity at all costs."

The money will|be transferred

to your account|in 30 days.

Did you finalize your plans|for the old place?

We will turn|the place

to the restaurant|with bar

for my sons to run|when a little older

if they are|smart enough.

Well.

You going to|root it, Bubsy?

I don't care.|F*** Harold.

I'm just going out|for about an hour.

Mister...

his sons want to have|a look around.

This red's going to do lovely|things for your eyes.

Just watch|my makeup, okay?

What are you eating|that rubbish for?

You got rocks|in your head?

Geez...

I'm not living|with no fat b*tch.

Hando, gooks down|at the railway hotel.

Fuhrer, fuhrer,|what have we done?

Our land is being overrun

by Jews and Blacks|and yellow scum

Fuhrer, fuhrer,|what have we done?

But I want to go.

Stay here.

Piss off, Bubs.

Fuhrer, fuhrer,|what'll we do?

F*** you, you bastards!

Did your best|to discourage the Jew

Fuhrer, fuhrer,|what'll we do?

F*** you, I'm going!

Fuhrer, fuhrer

Want to come?

Our day will come

We'll crush the scum.

How you going?

Sh*t!

Get the gooks down here.

Shut up!

Door, Brett.

Right!

Shut up!

Time to die, gook.

Time to f***ing die!

Shut up.

Oh, let's break|some fingers.

Tiger, f***ing|skinheads!

What are you|doing here, Bubs?

You were told|not to come.

F*** off,|shithead.

Let me|through.

F*** me!

What's happening?

What are you|doing here?

Hey, why don't|you bloody well

do what you're|told, woman?

I told you|to stay.

They're|only kids.

Who says?

We hate you, gook.

We'll never|let you go.

This is our|place, gook boy.

Our place!

What are you|doing here, eh?

The only thing|for you here is pain.

We don't love you.

You understand?

I hope you do, mate

because I don't|speak monkey talk!

Give him|smack-in-head special.

Maybe you got him enough?

Go on, hit|one of them.

Come on, go for it.

Hando.

Hando, Hando!

There's gooks!

Thousands of them!

Monkeys! Monkeys!

Come on!

Magoo!

F***! Gooks!

C*nt!

How do you|like it?

You f***ing|like it, man?

How do you f***ing|like it, huh?

Brett!

Brett!

Wait for Brett,|you bastards!

Oh, f***!

Fourth Reich fighting men,|that's who we are

We're living in the sewer,|but we're gonna go far

You see our numbers growing,|we're shouting, "Hurrah"

Fourth Reich fighting men,|that's who we are

We're fighting the system,|fighting the war

You think there's|not enough of us

There's gonna be more

We're gonna change|the country

We're gonna change the laws

and Fourth Reich fighting men,|winning the war

Fourth Reich fighting men,|that's who we are

We're living in the sewer

But we're gonna go far

You see our numbers growing,|we're shouting, "Hurrah"

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