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Hans Westmar
One of many
One German destiny from the year 1929
Heil the republic!
When you look at that, you should mean...
That’s the difference. By you in the Reich is the situation serious but not hopeless.
Right...
By us in Vienna is the situation hopeless but not serious.
Vienna is a grate city!
Hans, on what are you thinking?
Berlin.
I must now drib back home.
Cheers!
Cheers!
Don’t forget us brother.
I forget you? Sure not!
You must al come for Sure to Berlin!
Sure, we two, I and my daughter will certainly come.
Then you can show Maud, that means me too, Berlin.
Namely I haven’t been to Berlin for 20 years.
I’m for the first time back here from America.
So beautiful.
That’s the best time in Vienna.
Will it be in Berlin also be as beautiful?
Who knows, maybe?
So funny and blite...
...and so free.
By us in Berlin...
Smash this slum!
Must people in Russia also stay in al line like that?
Welfare
Home for homeless, room VII, beds 310–450
It’s all rubbish!
Then I will go to Russia, someone said that there everyone has there own flat.
Listen, in has everyone he’s own villa.
People dwell here...
...like animals.
Awful!
Awful?
Penury is our best ally!
All this...
... drives the commune forward.
Thousents sang “The Internationale”...
...did stand many hours on the streets.
Hamburg belongs to the proletariat!
That’s right!
No god can take us that!
Not one!
Than you.
I resume:
Thüringen, Braunsweig, Sachsen,...
...Hessen and middle-Germany Is red!
The Ruhr is red.
Red are Bremen, Hamburg, Kiel, Lübeck...
...all big cities in the north.
Also Frankfurt, Manheim – best bases for the soviets.
3/4 of Germany is in our hands and the German Michael haven’t õ even noticed it.
In Munich it’s still not good...
...there is Hitler.
Hitler, national-socialists...
whippersnappers and fools.
Munich doesn’t matter any more...
...only Berlin does.
What bears Berlin: Pankow, Central and East are in our hands.
The social democrats do us groundwork and then...
...and then dump them.
Fellows!
Now the final battle as arrived, Every day must bring something new.
Hunger strikes, riots in welfare institutions, robberies, constant unrest.
The police shall not notice our part in all this.
And don’t forget fellows: Soviets in Russia, soviets in Germany and the world is ours.
Poland will be smashed between us.
Then no country in Europe could withstand the red flood.
Dortmund called, the till is empty.
It will be filled, money isn’t important.
Moscow knows its duty!
My son!
How was it in Vienna?
In Vienna?
Ok.
Are here some news, mother?
Ah, nothing special.
Yes, still.
An envoy was here and asked for you.
Helmut Mehne?
Anything else?
Thus two young lads asked after you...
...thus from the SA.
Say, do you want to take part there, in the SA?
Yes, of curse.
For this idea you must live and work.
But you are a student. Think on your study.
So are the Germans outside the Reichs borders allover Europe.
The treaty of Versailles, which brought as the wanted freedom.
Draw the political borders of germanism even narrower.
But ladies and gentleman think on the immense win of freedom.
We became with narrower borders borderless, we became Europeans...
...citizens of the world.
We are now equal and taken into the circle of the big cultural nations.
The big word has been fulfilled...
...never again war,
The weapons down!
The weapons up!
Stop.
Why?
Pleas a pause.
Police!
You are the innkeeper?
Mr constable, You know that...
...everyone knows me in Berlin.
We where informed that here are duels taking place.
I hear that for the first time, duels?
I don’t know about that.
Have you rented the room?
What else, that’s its purpose.
So, to browse!
We have heard here are duels taking place.
Duels?
What are you all doing here?
Celebrating!
Cheers!
I warn you...
...duels are in the German republic forbidden!
Why?
Because it’s forbidden!
That’s a reason.
Let’s sing, you play the piano.
"Der Gott, der Eisen wachsen ließ"
Der Gott, der Eisen wachsen ließ,
Der wollte keine Knechte,
Drum gab er Säbel, Schwert und Spiess
Dem Mann in seine Rechte,
Drum gab er ihm den kühnen Mut,
Den Zorn der freien Rede,
Daß er bestände bis aufs Blut,
Bis in den Tod die Fehde.
Do you see? Singing communists.
The International.
There is the fight...
...not by us with epees.
The real fight is there, there marches the enemy.
I tell you Leitpusch, down there is Germanys future in the game...
...on the street.
Nazis... peg out!
That fore we have to get into the folk.
We may not stand beside.
Everithing is in play!
We must fight together with the workers.
But the worker will not hear from us.
We are for them a totally different class.
Students.
From now there shall not be any classes anymore.
We are also workers, workers of the “head”.
And our place is beside our brothers, the workers of the fist.
But that’s fantasy, Hans.
Will they accomplish it?
In Moscow the workers live good:
Food, work, movies – what can you want more?
Don’t lie through your teeth!
I was in Russia, only the party bosses get all that, everyone else has to peg out!
Are you satisfied?
Ah, not enough.
More, more must be them.
Nazis...peg out!
Did you see that banner? – “Nazis are invited”.
They give us 30 minutes to talk.
Who would speak tomorrow?
Of curse Westmar.
Did you gather all your things? I will wash them.
They hang there.
Like you say Ms General.
Night and day I have to work for you.
Easy, easy Klara.
You are our Comrade.
The SA service isn’t easy.
Who is there?
Westmar
Who?
Westmar!
Heil Hitler!
Heil Hitler!
Hello Klara!
Hello Hans!
Like always doing work.
Jörg Meyer.
15. Sturm.
Westmar
You must speak tomorrow on the commune gathering.
If they let us speak.
They have promised us to speak.
And Goebbels does not want, that we let one chance unused.
Berlin’s destiny is decided here.
Berlin’s?
More is in!
I wanted to invite you to our gathering today.
I’m sorry, I can’t today.
I must be a tour guide tonight.
I must show homefolks from Vienna Berlin.
This Berlin on is really international.
You van find here anything, but nothing German.
This is Berlin?
This is the capital of Germany?
I don’t recognize it.
Isn’t that the Mott Street?
Driver, stop here.
20 years ago on that corner was my favorite pub.
I drank there a few good glasses of Minchin beer.
But our pub didn’t look like that.
Yes, a lot of things are now in Germany different.
Yes, I can see that.
Pleas tell me, can we speak German here?
"One Jew goes around the world"
Bring me beer, Minchin beer.
We have only English beer.
Bring me a bottle of Mosel.
Don’t you like it here?
I find it very international.
International?! That’s right!
We can get anything.
Caviar from Russia...
crawfish Italy...
Tropical fruits...
Anything the gentleman wants, Shall only com from England.
And the German lady gets all from France.
Only not from Germany.
The international understanding must begin from the private side.
Waiter, bring us a glass.
Hers a very joyful mood.
Our newspapers are right when they write, that the Germans are doing well.
Germans?
A few speculates are got fad, the others drawn in affliction.
Every year 1 million unemployed, every day 100 suicides. All from hunger and affliction
Band play the song "Die Wacht am Rein"!
Enough!
You will not let that song be played here!
Do you want to leave us?
Hans?
I can not stay here, Maud.
I really can’t.
One thing shall you know, that there, That’s not Germany!
Germany, believe me Maud, Germany is somewhere else.
Two millions had to die.
And that there dances, drinks and bawls.
Chin up Hans.
I think too sometimes that we are not going to make it.
It’s too late… but we must!
But it must come off, because it must come off!
Good night!
Good night!
Tomorrow eight a clock commune gathering.
Fellow look at that what is presenting us today as political parties.
The Center Christians, catholic priests, who want to grow there fad stomach even bigger.
Down with them, down, down!
The Social democrats, whose party bosses are with same proportions.
And the fad eaten capitalists...
Whose have eaten themselves as fad from the workers hard work and sweat that they almost explode.
And they all shall explode...
...they shall choke on the geese bone what the stick three times a day in there mouth.
There is the pack who takes our rights and breed.
All that shakes already before the communist workers.
Arrogantly and lawlessly dear only a few rascals to stand in our way.
This abject, from capitalist paid brown camorra.
...under the lead of foreigner Hitler.
This insane Don Quihot dears to stand on our way.
Even to take the streets from us.
But I wand thus Nazis, the streets belong to us!
We will smash thus Nazi dogs where we meet them!
For that join the KPD.
Long live the workers fatherland, Long live Soviet Russia!
Red front!
Fellows!
We have promised the Nazis, that one of them can speak today.
Let’s listen to that malarkey.
You can laugh than.
Who from the brown shirt whippersnappers?
Ah, Westmar.
German people!
Whippersnapper!
That’s right, I am vey young.
We young ones have to pay for that what in,
Germany has been destroyed.
It’s alls fault bourgeois and proletarians!
But primary it’s your fault you Bolshevist pack!
Who are ling to you German workers.
Fellows to that arrogant provocation we answer:
Red front, Red front, Red front!
Out with the fascists!
Out, out, out!
You call that freedom of speech?!
Germany awake! Germany awake! Germany awake!
Brown pack!
The devil take thus commune pack!
Hello, what are you doing there?
Good evening, I’m member of the parliament, KPD.
I see.
It seems that we did loose them for today.
Let’s see how we get at home now.
Until tomorrow.
Heil Hitler!
Heil Hitler!
Good night!
I’ll wait here five minutes, until you at home are.
Good.
If something is wrong whistle.
Ok.
Nothing will pane to me.
Heil Hitler!
Hey, one Nazi is coming.
Grab him!
Throw the fascist into the canal.
Is there any news...
... about tonight?
Wounded on both sides.
One dead, on the fascists side.
Our people smash his head and throw him into the cannel...
...where he drowned.
A gratuitous ***.
***?
You must loose your emotionality Fellow Ross.
Exactly, become stronger.
That’s how we cultivate fanatics on the other side.
Your opinion doesn’t interest me.
Let Moscow take the modes.
I tell you fellow Ross that drowned rat will be a warning example.
The brown rats will hole up.
Comrades!
We will not hole up.
Our march today is a protest for our killed comrade.
We know where the culprits are.
Our march will go over the Bülow square, Beside the Karl Liebknecht building.
Workers beware yourselves for the Nazi dogs!
Let’s go to the Bülow square!
Germany awake! Germany awake! Germany awake!
The Karl Liebknecht building in Berlin.
Stop!
Turn left!
SA-man Westmar come here!
You will take lead of a independent troop – "Friedrichshain".
We must foothold here.
Thank you!
Our Fuhrer Adolf Hitler, Heil!
Have you not enough from Berlin?
Yes, from Berlin...
But...
But?
Ah your friend...
You would like to see him again?
When he doesn’t shoe up call him.
I have done that.
He is never there.
Where is he then?
Surly he has something else to do.
God dammed girlie!
Leave the girl be! Understand?
What’s your name?
Anne.
And, was that guy?
My stepfather.
He spends all on drinks.
And then he gets violent.
Why aren’t you going away from home?
I would like to...
The rent?
I have some money with me.
I wanted to travel away for few days.
Take it.
Pleas take it.
Thank you!
Can I...can i go now?
Of curse.
Good evening!
You know me?
We know you all by us.
My name is Camillo Ross.
Here must be a end with the Nazis.
Go to the west.
The east belongs to us.
My place is here...
What do you know about workers?
You are a student.
Only the worker knows the worker.
Only he can lead him.
You will never get into the folk.
Never?
Wait!
Son is everything packed?
Yes...
mother...
What?
I don’t travel.
What?
See mother, I must get into the folk.
If I want to fight for our idea.
I must get into the masses, live and work like them.
You want to become a worker?
Yes mother, a worker.
Some kind of a worker.
Head and fist!
But you are a student.
Look here mother...
Here, read.
“Who wants to get big under you...
...must be a servant.” (Mk. 10,43)
Do you see, mother?
So it is.
Serving.
So will it our Fuhrer.
Pleas Hans, I put the stars on.
Thanks Klara!
Truppenführer Westmar.
Friedrichshain, a bad scene.
Friedrichshain, the most dangerous district of Berlin.
That’s right.
The whole Sturm only 12 men strong, but a big...
...sounder.
Exactly.
I will begin today.
I ordered a gathering, I will then meet them.
Will you come too?
Of curse.
Tell the men, they shall gather their strength.
Now is blowing a other wind.
Yes, Truppenführer.
How strong is the Troop?
12 men, Truppenführer.
Believe me in a few weeks are we hundreds.
100 men?
With three weeks?
In Friedrichshain?
It can’t go on like that with this Hans Westmar.
I have ordered a girl here.
Anne is her name.
A daughter of a good fellow.
Let her come in.
An good fellow?
His an drunk.
That’s last ***.
Let the *** be.
We need it.
We will use it where we need.
Miss, you know that Hans Westmar?
I have met him only once.
Good.
Then you will meet him more often.
Don’t be so stupid.
You are a daughter of a good fellow.
You belong to us.
What I have to do?
Meet him, talk with him.
Understand?
Yes.
We want to know everything from him.
What he’s doing, where he lives, what is he doing with his SA dogs.
And where will I see him?
He is easy to find.
He is a driver bow.
Move it.
A driver?
This guy is a driver now?
Heil Hitler!
Heil Hitler!
From our troop will Berlin speak in the future.
Go to Straf, he shall tell me more about the sport exercises.
Yes, Sturmführer.
Heil Hitler!
I have warned you ones before.
Find yourself a other place.
Berlin is and stays red.
Not for longs.
Who makes us trouble must go.
So or so.
Must he?
He must!
What did he want?
Nothing.
I have to go to my taxi.
Heil Hitler!
Pity for the boys, what?
You feel sorry?
The commune is in the game. One’s life is here not important.
Hotel Adler
Listen father...
Isn’t that?
Ah, nothing.
I pay myself.
Hans Westmar!
2,40 back.
Why haven’t you up so long?
Go.
You work?
As a driver, like you can see.
A working student then.
You get totally wet, little Maud.
Answer.
Do you carry your stadium forth?
NO.
My father will help you.
Come to us.
To America...
There?
My place is here.
Look, we are just a little group.
But we bring a big message to all.
And for that become from a student a driver?
Exactly.
We must go deep into the mass.
We must be like them.
Work like them.
And then we will make it.
For how long?
Few years.
Few years?
And than?
But until...
Will you write me if you need us?
Of curse little Maud.
Is our little German folk you so important?
No, you are.
Wake up!
Gardant!
Comrades!
Against us stands the commune.
For that every one of you must have the strength of 50 men.
Outside here with sports you shall gather that strength.
Here you must become to that SA-men who the Fuhrer needs.
SA march.
Start the car again, it sounds like a machine gun.
Stop.
What’s the problem?
On the command on police Chief Dr Weiss'i must the SA be searched for weapons.
I see.
Down from the trucks and line up.
Nothing found!
On the trucks.
If we could know with what they shoot.
Up!
I see you aren’t doing that for long?
First week.
You’ll get used to it.
Lunch brake.
Read, that happened yesterday.
That god deemed brown killer pack, if I would get one of them.
I haven’t to look far, that one is a Sturmführer by them..
What? give that to me.
You are by the Nazis?
Who shoot at unarmed workers?
What is going on?
Look there is the Nazi ***!
is that written there?
Here.
Those are all lies.
Read it yourself!
"Fascists attack – SA shoots at unarmed workers"
"Fife dead and nine wounded..."
including two children...
Children!
That’s all rubbish. I was there.
Do you want to know with what the shoot?
With what?
With a truck absorber!
You they’ll believe.
I won’t let fool me, even from the “Red flag” not!
Exactly.
If he was there he knows.
Where are the news?
---
I haven’t seen him.
That means you don’t want to?
Do you want to help us or not?
Yes I want to.
If I would know for sure that by us it’s like you say it is.
Come tonight with me then.
Take a look at our boys.
Listen what we have to say.
Good, agreed.
It’s eight a clock.
Here he lives...
...that’s the decent Mr. Westmar.
He should come every minute.
Talk with him and then rapport to us.
Mr. Westmar!
I’m Anne...
Do you remember?
Ah yes…
How is it going?
Mr. Westmar, I have to tell you something important...
Pleas.
But not here...
Ok.
You must be more careful.
You are being watched.
Ah.
They know exactly when you come and go.
They are watching on every corner.
How do you know about that?
I see, you belong to that red clique?
Mr. Westmar...
Mr. Westmar...
Mr. Westmar...
Tel me why are you telling me that?
I...
...Because you are the only one...
...who
...has been good to me.
They come!
Ah Mr. Westmar...
Ah madam!
I wanted only the milk bottle...
Milk bottle...
Nazis!
Let us leave from here!
But it can go bad for you.
If she hearted, what you...
Ah, me.
What’s wrong?
I can always go to into the water.
Are you nuts girl?!
I’m not going back to them...
...and I don’t belong to your people too.
This time it must come off.
Berlin must become ours!
Don’t doze off, Ross!
Wake up!
Don’t tell me that you haven’t get to bed for 8 days...
I know that.
Sleep on Sunday...
...after the elections!
Those are the last three days!
Only three days...
...are left to the elections.
Comrades! in Berlin shall not be one wall where our posters don’t hang.
Where aren’t our flyers.
Where our people doesn’t speak.
Comrades I know that are hard days.
But we SA-men don’t rest if we must carry fort the movement!
Stop!
To our Fuhrer Adolf Hitler and Dr Goebbels, three times Heil!
Stand at ease!
Strike that Nazi dogs down!
Red front...
No one goes in here!
Chose list 1, SPD.
Elect Thälmann.
KPD, list 3.
The SuPo comes!
Elect Hitler!
Who has betrayed us?
The social democrat!
Who will free us?
The Hitlerpartie!
The votes for National Socialists...
...have risen from the last times 92 000 to 132 000 votes.
What’s wrong Hans?
You look like three days bad whether. We did win!
Win?
The socialist and commune have ten times as much votes as we.
We will make it next time.
Sometime the people must open they eyes!
Next time, always next time!
he has lost his nerves.
Hans?!
He is sick.
What’s wrong?
Are you sick, Hans?
That’s nothing.
Who put that into my pocket?
What’s written there?
"Death to all fascists!"
The song of the fifth Sturm later named "Horst Wessel".
Bei uns da gibt es kein Hindernis,
ja, bei uns da muß alles weichen.
Ja, wo and're greifen vergeblich an,
da zieht man den fünfte Sturm heran.
Ja, wo and're greifen vergeblich an,
da zieht man den fünfte Sturm heran.
404 758 votes, in the year 1928 440 132 and 575 595 votes for the KPD
In the year 1928 – 611 307 votes.
55 000 votes less!
That is a scandal!
You got what you wanted!
Because you let anything happen!
That Westmar, takes your voter street for street away.
If you carry on like that then next time we will have even less.
That Hans Westar, said he’s death sentence today!
That’s all!
Those are the instructions for my comrades.
Bring me a glass milk.
If Westmar is home alone, you will tell me instantly.
You know then he will be finished.
Agnes?
He’s alone now, I have the clique in 10 minutes here!
They want to kill him!
Who wants to?
The red clique!
Bustards! Don’t you understand?!
What?
Such a chance won’t come again!
It will.
Move it now!
Or must you drink for your courage?
That’s right!
Drunks of the world, unite!
You have to go to your mother.
Don’t be stubborn.
You have to go at home.
There’s all you need.
Come.
And you?
Me? You will get well soon.
We will take care of him.
lets drive!
Too late!
You are right! The commune drives him to death here..
Yes he has to leave for a while.
So the high council decided...
The high council that are you?
You will go to Kreiswald for a few semester and you’ll take your exams there..
There’s the SA too.
I speaker to Dr Goebbels and he agreed.
But my Sturm?
It’s today Berlins best!
Kreiswald then.
Yes, pleas!
Ok, maybe you are right.
And you don’t visit him?
He doesn’t want to see me.
Good evening!
Good evening!
How is he?
good.
He’s on his feet already.
Then he will come back soon.
I don’t believe that. He has to go to Kreiswald.
Kreiswald?
Kreiswald, 8.24.
Yes...
That is the best train.
I’ll wake you up.
Ok mother see you later.
Why? Do you want to go somewhere?
Just for a moment, I’ll take my things from my flat.
Your comrades can bring them to you.
No mother.
I have to say someone good-bye.
I’ll see you nine a clock.
Nine a clock.
Death to Nazis!
You are back now?
You thought the devil took me, what?
I think that’s not your business!
In one hour you get rid of me.
I will leave tomorrow.
Kamerad, nun laß die sagen,
Kamerad nun ist es Zeit.,
Horsch, die Trommel wird geschlagen!
Sei bereit! Sei bereit! Sei bereit!
Kamerad, nun laß die sagen,
Kamerad nun ist es Zeit.,
Horsch, die Trommel wird geschlagen!
Sei bereit! Sei bereit! Sei bereit!
Sei bereit! Sei bereit! Sei bereit!
Cheers!
Westmnar is again here!
What?
Westmar?
but he come only for an hour.
We must take action.
How many are we?
Five. Enough.
Call the clique here.
Westmar?
Who is that?
You don’t know him?
Whole Berlin knows him.
I got yesterday out.
How long where you in?
Four years.
Come on lets go.
My Sturm!
I have brought them together from all professions.
From all classes.
They believe in me!
And I shall let them down?!
Now when the struggle only starts?
No!
Come!
And because of that I stay!
And from my 100 men shall become 1000 and 10 000.
Every one of them fights for Hitler and freedom.
Whole Germany will come then and the day will arrive!
Yes comrades, I’m coming.
Hans?
Hans!
Yes pleas?
Is speaking.
What?
My God is he alive?
I shoot him right at his face.
I shut him well up.
Didn’t I hit the mark too!?
Don’t fight!
But I was that!
Ok!
Let’s drink one!
Cheers!
Oh Susanna, ist das Leben schön...
Mr Professor!
Dear Madame, we are doing what Is in our power.
If he will make this night, then...
Can I see him?
Have you all your documents?
I destroyed all party books.
From them no one belongs to the KPD any longer.
I must say to you, it’s a good feeling to have done something for the party.
Cheers!
I at least can not carry on like that!
Still so German...
Fellow Ross don’t make yourself ridiculous.
Years I have worked for the party! Because I believe in the holiness of this grate idea...
And you haven’t still noticed that for Moscow all measures are right.
Thanks!
What? Has an operation?!
Where is he?
Pavilion 7.
He lives, that Westmar.
Lives?
The doctors will get him well!
They will not do that.
Whose been sentenced to death by the commune dies!
Understood?
I will take care of that.
Understood fellow Ross?
Cheers!
Madame you need rest, do you?
An little vacation?
So you Mr. will go to Prague.
the Red help will take care of you.
And you?
You will go to Amsterdam.
Yes, understood.
And you, you go to...
"Tonight is planed a attack on Westmar, in the hospital, be aware."
What on the dying?
Such vileness can’t be.
Impossible!
By the KPD nothing is impossible!
Get ready, let’s go!
Where’s Westmar?
What...what’s going on?
Nothing.
Rest my son, rest.
Mother.
Yes?
I dreamed of a fight.
Keep it up.
Dr Goebbels was by me yesterday.
Do to know what he said?
That with the fever is exactly like with our movement.
Two long years was it in the crisis – in the fever.
And now it’s going up.
Powerfully.
Totally well...
...is it today.
The time has come.
Doctor, will he make it?
Can we see him one last time?
We walk past his door.
Silently.
Yes, ok.
my son.
Germany!
Swastika flags are forbidden!
Remove that thing!
The flag stays!
Then the funeral can’t take palace!
We’ll see how is making the decisions here.
Ms commissar, on the streets you have the power.
But that’s my flat!
Here I decide.
Standartenfüher come with me.
I draw your attention to that that’s forbidden...
...to walk after the deliberately slowly driving car.
The police will take action against every SA men who’s doing that.
Understood?
We won’t give the police chef a chance to disturb the funerals honor.
Understood?
Coronals on the flag!
Lower the flags!
Flags up!
Flags march!
Now the flags are lowered over you comrade!
But then shall sound the command again – the flag up!
And the flag will rise again to shiny life.
And with the flag rises also your spirit!
It will go into us and march in our ranks.
When we will take the power for a new state.
"Horst-Wessel-Lied"
30. January 1933.
The end.