All language subtitles for The Revenge of Robert 2018

This morning,

the British Ambassador
in Berlin...

handed the German government
a final note...

stating that unless we heard
from them by 11 o'clock...

that they were prepared at once,

to withdraw their troops
from Poland.

A state of war would exist
between us.

I have to tell you now...

that no such undertaking
has been received...

and that consequently,

this country is at war
with Germany.

Joseph Von Hammersmark?

- Yes.
- I am Officer Dietrich.

I have been sent
by the Reich commissioner,

Heinrich Himmler.

Yes, of course. Please, come in.

This is my wife,

- Eva.
- Well...

a pleasure.

We are honored to welcome you
to our home.

You appear to have met with,

a little accident, no?

Y... yeah. Um,

I fell down the stairs.

Would you like a drink?

Eva can bring it to us.

No.

Thank you.
I have other appointments today.

- Let us proceed.
- Of course. Please, follow me.

Ah, the reason we are here.

So, Herr Von Hammersmark,
how did you come to write

such a book?

In this book I compiled,

mystical recitations and spells,

using the various practices
I observed in Tibet and Egypt.

What price do you want...

for your unique and marvelous...

creation?

I will write it down for you.

As you wish.

Ah!

So... you know the real worth
of it.

That may be so...

but in Bavaria,

we have an old saying.

When the farmer,

wants a cow,

first he must taste the milk.

Wonderful.

Very good, Herr Hammersmark.

I shall inform
the Reich commissioner

of the book's authenticity.

And we shall release,

half of the funds
immediately into your account.

Within 48 hours
it will have cleared.

I will return here then,
pick up the book,

and then the rest
of the money shall be paid.

Do we have an understanding?

Yes.

Good.

Good afternoon,

Frau Von Hammersmark.

Afternoon.

So you like listening
to other people's conversations.

- I wasn't.
- Don't lie to me.

Maybe this professor needs
to teach you a lesson.

No. No more, Joseph.
Please. No...

Now when you've waited a moment
for the lesson to sink in...

bring me a sandwich.

Thanks for stopping.

Has your car broken down?

Unfortunately, yes.

I'm Frederick.

Frederick Voller.

I'm Eva.

Do you need a lift?

Will you be passing Kulmbach?

Oh, um...

well, that is quite a distance.

It's okay.

I understand if it's too far.

No, it... it actually suits me.

I'm trying to get as far away
as I can.

Thank you.

I wouldn't normally stop
for a stranger...

but I'm so tired.

Perhaps the company
will keep me awake.

Have you been driving
for a while?

Couple of hours.

I've come
from the Volcet-Teigen district.

You said you were just trying
to get as far away as you can.

You have no particular place
in mind?

To be honest,
I wasn't thinking very clearly

when I left.

Something to do with the bruises
on your face?

Sorry. Overstepped the mark.
None of my business.

It's always been my problem.

Sometimes I speak
before I think. Sorry.

It's fine.

My husband is not a good man.

Let's just leave it at that.

So we leave it.

We all make mistakes in life.

I know what you mean.

I made a few myself.

What the fuck you think
you're doing?

I, uh...

Put your hands
on the steering wheel...

or I put a bullet
in that pretty face of yours.

What were you reaching for?

The cash?

- No.
- Oh...

the gun then.

I just wanted to protect myself.

You have nothing to fear...

as long as you do exactly
as I tell you.

What do you want me to do?

I need to get to Kulmbach.

You're going to drive me there.

You stay calm...

and I won't give you
any trouble.

If you try to fuck with me...

I have six little friends
who will fuck with you.

- Understand?
- Wh... wh... why do you need me?

Why can't you just take the car?
Take the car.

I could.

If I find myself
in a tight situation,

you know, I...

a hostage could be useful.

You have a problem with that?

No.

Good.

Then, let's go.

That fucking bitch has the book.

Okay, calm down,
Herr Von Hammersmark.

The deal is still on.

I've got to find her!

Just stay home
and keep calm.

We will take care of it.

What do you want me to do?

Keep your mouth shut
and do as I tell you.

As far they're concerned,
we're a married couple

on the way to visit
my sister Edith in Kulmbach.

How long have we been married,
in case they ask?

Ten years.

Be careful of the miserable
look on your face.

Just because
I'm putting this away,

don't think
you can try anything.

It only takes a second
to take it out

and repaint the inside
of this car with your brains.

State your business.

We are visiting
my husband's sister in Kulmbach.

- Name?
- Frederick Voller.

This is my wife Eva.

How long do you expect
to stay in Kulmbach?

Um, three days.

Okay.

I'm going to speak
to my colleague...

over there...

and then...

we'll wave you through.

Thank you, officer.

What is the problem?

She's giving me
some suspicious look.

Some weird eyes.

They said they were going
to Kulmbach but...

You think you are so clever,
don't you?

Simply tell them what to do
and go from there.

So,

look at the traffic policeman.

How's that going for you, huh?

You have a lot of fight in you.

Are you going to kill me?

No.

Not yet.

Why not?

You remind me of a dog
that I used to have.

She used to piss
all over the carpet...

but I still kept her.

I don't need your pity.

Would you rather I kill you now?

Is that what you want?
Die here in these woods

as the fucking birds
peck out your eyeballs?

Then, a dog walker passes by
in a couple of weeks

and discovers your
maggot-ridden remains?

What other option do I have?

Come with me to Kulmbach.

You're enjoying this,
aren't you?

Enjoying?

No.

Simply making the best
out of a bad situation.

I suggest...

you do the same.

What the fuck happened?

The tire on this side has burst.

The one on this side
is down, too.

Couldn't have been a blowout.

Not two tires at the same time.

Must have been some glass
in the road back there.

Fuck sake!

We will walk to that house
over there.

Same shit as before.
We're a married couple, okay?

We tell whoever lives there
our car has broken down.

We need to phone a friend of
mine to come out and pick us up.

Come.

Don't try anything stupid.

When my friend gets here,

I will let you go.

Will you?

I promise.

How can I trust you?

You're still alive, aren't you?

Ah, good evening.

My, I'm sorry to disturb
you at this late hour,

but our car has broken down.

I hate to impose, but do you
have a phone we could use?

- Of course. Come in.
- Thank you.

- My name's Helmut.
- Frederick.

Uh, this is my wife Eva.

A pleasure to meet you both.

I'm just preparing dinner.
It's nothing much,

but you're welcome to join me
if you like.

The phone is in the kitchen.

You can kill two birds
with one stone

- so to speak.
- That would be lovely.

Wouldn't that be lovely, dear?

Yeah. That would be lovely.

- We are going to Kulmbach.
- Visiting friends?

Family.
My husband's sister lives there.

Did you fall over
on the way here?

What?

The bruises on your face.

No, um...

the... the tire
on the car blew, I...

I jerked forward
and hit the steering wheel.

They look more
like knuckle marks.

Thank you, Helmut.
This is wonderful.

How was your phone call?

Ah, good. I have a friend
who lives an hour's drive away.

He's on his way to pick us up.

Well, you're both welcome
to wait here until then.

Ah, thank you. Very kind.

Not at all.

I was just telling your wife
I'm glad of the company.

- It gets lonely here.
- Not married then?

No.

Probably
for the best.

Women are not the
easiest creatures.

Can I use your bathroom?

Of course. Down the hallway.

Second door on your right.

Hurry back,
sweetheart.

Don't want your meal to spoil.

What do you need that for?

I have things I need to use.

Fine.

Don't be long.

So,

how long have you two
been married?

Hm. Ten years.

I guess it's true what they say.

What do they say?

Familiarity breeds contempt.

You do not think I treat
my wife well, Helmut?

Don't pay any attention to me.

I don't get to see many people
these days.

Perhaps my social graces
aren't what they used to be.

Clearly not.

So...

never been married, Helmut?

No.

Hm.

Guess it is true what they say.

And what do they say?

There's no romance without...

finance.

So Eva, married for ten years,
hm?

That's right.

I find that curious.

Do you?

Very.

And why do you find
that curious, Helmut?

I find it a little curious...

why a man who has been married
for ten years...

would question his wife
taking her handbag

to the bathroom.

And why is that curious?

Well, I may not be married,

but I've been around
many women in my life.

A woman takes her handbag
everywhere.

Particularly to the bathroom.

If you have a problem...

perhaps you had better
just come out with it.

Well...

maybe you two aren't married.

Let me get this straight.

You think because Eva
and I are a little rusty

that we are not married?

No offense,
but you clearly do not know

much about being married.

That's not the only thing.

Well...

what else?

You aren't wearing
a wedding ring.

She is...

but you aren't.

Not that this
is any of your business but...

I lost my ring.

Perhaps that's the case...

and perhaps it's not.

I have had just about as much
as I can take of you,

pig fucker!

Where the fuck did you get that?

Helmut has quite the collection
in the living room.

Guess you missed that, huh?

You want this cattle molester
to bite the bullet?

Do you want your balls to end up
on his kitchen floor?

- Put the gun down.
- Put your fucking gun down!

You have a lot of rage
inside you.

Caused by assholes like you.

No more.

The most terrifying people
in this world are not too bad.

Show their rage and commits
the crimes of passion.

No.

The most terrifying...

are the ones who can kill
another human being...

without hesitation...

without emotion.

They go
about their daily life...

with no remorse.

You are not one
of those people...

but I am.

You think you are invincible.

You are not.

Now, last chance.
Put the fucking gun down!

So...

now what?

You get down on your knees and...
and beg for your life.

I've already told you.

You're not a killer.

We will soon see, won't we?

Before you pull the trigger,

would you like a little insight

into what it feels like
to kill someone?

I will know soon enough.

You know, the first time
is the hardest.

It's like,

a piece of you dies...

along with your victim.

I remember
feeling quite different

after my first kill.

I never figured out why...

but now I know.

My humanity died right there
and then.

Do you think it will
be different for you?

You are wrong.

But if you take
another human life...

you will never find peace again.

S... stop talking!

Fucking bitch!

He wasn't your husband,
was he?

He... he was a criminal
who kept me hostage.

You don't have to worry
about this.

But I am part of a murder.

I'll take care of it.

I'll bury him in the garden.

No one needs to find out
about this.

Why are you helping me?

What you said before...

about being treated like shit
by arseholes like him.

It seems like you've lost
your faith in humanity.

Perhaps the kindness
of a stranger

can help restore that faith.

Thank you.

It's all right.

No.

I want to.

Dietrich...

it's Colonel Von Braun.

I have the book.

Pay a visit
to Joseph Von Hammersmark.

Inform him of developments.

- Herr Von Hammersmark?
- Yes. Please, come in.

- Have you found my wife?
- Yes, we have.

- Did she have the book?
- Yes, she had the book.

Oh, thank god.
So the deal is still on?

Oh, of course
the deal is still on.

In fact, they have sent me here
to finalize

- the agreement.
- Great. Where is it?

Oh, I have it here.

But first of all, are you not
going to offer me a drink?

- I have come a long way.
- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to be rude.
It's been a worrying day.

My mind's been all
over the place.

You understand, I'm sure.

Indeed it is understandable.

What would you like to drink?

Ah, a cup of tea, please,
for us civilized gentlemen.

No problem.
Please, come through.

One of our historians,

Benjamin Hoffman,
stole the book.

He fled to the town
of Rosenheim...

and took up shelter
in the home of a family.

Kristoff Muller,
his wife Bridgette,

and their daughter Esther.

Colonel Von Avenslaven
and his men took care

- of the parents.
- No!

But the daughter
fled with the book.

We have no idea
what happened to her.

All we know is the book
ended up in the hands

of a local toy maker.

Amos Blackfoot.

According to the
information we received,

Blackfoot used the book
to bring his dolls to life.

He was caught
by Von Avenslaven's men.

As unlikely as it sounds.

It is believed the dolls
killed the Colonel

and three SS officers
at the base in upper Bavaria.

The toymaker escaped
with the book.

This is the toymaker.

The target
of your undercover mission.

You are to infiltrate a train

traveling from the town
of Rosenheim to Nuremberg.

Our intelligence tells us
the Toymaker will be onboard.

We suspect he will
attempt to change trains at Nuremberg

and head to either
Amsterdam or Prague.

You're to board the train
in Munich and retrieve the book.

I will be waiting
at Nuremberg Station

for your arrival.

And as for the toymaker.

My preference...

is that you kill him...

slowly.

I know
the story I've told you

is somewhat farfetched...

but I have it on good authority
that the book holds great power.

You don't have to believe
everything I've told you,

you just need to know
how imperative it is

that we retrieve the book
and protect the toymaker.

This is an artists
interpretation

of Amos Blackwood

based on witness accounts
in the town of Rosenheim.

You will board the train
in Munich.

It's important
that you locate Mr. Blackwood

and the book before the train
reaches Nuremberg.

We believe the Nazis will be
waiting there for his arrival.

You are one of the agency's
most valuable secret agents.

I know we can count on you
to succeed in this mission.

Evening, officer.

Your ticket, sir.

Uh... uh... uh.

The coast is clear.

Don't worry.

We will be out
of the country soon.

Then finally...

we will be free.

You don't remember me, do you?

You.

I do.

Esther?

So sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I shouldn't have buried you,
I... I--

You had to.

The Nazis would
have found the book

and killed you if you hadn't.

I understand.

But why are you here?

I know you want to escape,

but you can never escape
the memories.

I know.

But if you don't deal with it...

no matter where you go,
no matter what you do,

the ghosts of the past
will always be with you.

Excuse me.

- Have you seen this man?
- Nein.

Excuse me.

Have you seen this man?

Nein.

Excuse me.

Have you seen this man?

Nein.

You.

Have you seen this man?

Fear not, my children.

We will be in Nuremberg
soon enough.

Why do you call the dolls
your children?

It's you again.

You cannot escape your demons
just by leaving home.

If you truly want to heal
your soul

you have to look within.

Why can't you
just leave me alone?

Leave me alone!

It's your imagination
that brought me here.

All you have to do
is stop thinking about me

and I'll disappear.

What is it about my death
that haunts you so much?

- I don't know.
- Yes, you do.

Tell me.

Unburden yourself.

It's time.

When I married Mary,
it was the happiest moment

of my life.

I felt I had finally found
my soulmate.

Then our children, Hans
and Agnes, came along.

I considered them
to be gifts from God.

My family meant the world to me.

I truly loved them.

But I also loved my work.

I know Mary felt I put
my work before her.

I didn't mean to,

there just weren't enough hours
in the day.

Eventually, Mary found
the attention she deserved

from someone else.

You know,
I'm going to leave Amos.

- Really?
- Yes.

I can't go on living a lie.

He owns the cottage.

Where are you going to go?

I thought the children
and I could come

and stay with you.

Why don't you want
us to be together?

We are having a lot of fun...

but,

my family expects me
to marry soon.

It wouldn't fit
their expectations

to take on
another man's children.

He broke her heart.

Just like she broke mine
by taking solace in his arms.

But then...

she did the unthinkable.

No!

God, no!

That is why your death
haunts me.

That night you died
in my arms...

it reminded me of cradling
my Agnes in the...

I've tried all I can to suppress
the pain of that loss...

but I can't.

I just can't.

What happened to your children,
it's not your fault.

Why do the ones we love...

the most...

just disappear?

Hm?

While the... the rest of us...

we're just left here to suffer.

But maybe...

God, the universe,
whatever you want to call it,

has bigger plans for your life.

It may not be
what you had planned,

but maybe this is your destiny.

Some people
have to go through hell

before they find their paradise.

Excuse me?

Have you seen this man
on the train?

It's the conductor.
I need to see your ticket.

Can I see your ticket, sir?

Yes, of course.

Have a safe journey.

Thank you.

- Hey, do you work here?
- Yes. It's my first shift.

There was only two conductors
on the train from Versachem.

Neither one of them was you.

One of the conductors
had a family emergency.

He got off in Munich.
I took over for him.

Excuse me.

Perhaps, you can help me.

What with, officer?

I'm looking for someone.

I'm looking for this man.

Have you seen him on the train?

Yeah. He's on this train.

Where is he?

He has a private compartment
a couple of carriages down.

Very good. Danke.

Yes, who is it?

Train maintenance.

We have a fault.

We need to check
your compartment.

It won't take long.

Get inside.

- Do you have the book?
- Yes, I have the book.

Then, stay with me
if you want to survive.

- No, my kids. I have to...
- There isn't time, come on!

Let's go.

Get out of the way.

Hey, you're not allowed
to have firearms on this train.

Give me that fucking gun.

There is a lot of things
I might do

with a gun pressed to my head.

Giving up my weapon
is not one of them.

- I'm going to count to three.
- Count to five if you like.

I'm still not surrendering
my firearm!

Then it's goodnight, my friend.

It's okay.

It's over now.

It's okay.

It's okay.

My name is Fuchs.

I work for the people
who are on your side.

I want to keep you safe.

They consider you to be
as important as the book.

Then, it's okay if I keep a hold
of it, yes?

If that's what you want.

What's so funny?

You know,

I didn't expect
you to just hand over the book.

Pardon?

The book.

I didn't expect you
to just give it to me.

What the hell did you expect?

Pry it,

from your cold,

dead fingers.

I thought you were on my side.

You thought wrong!

You see that corpse over there?

He was on your side.

He's a double agent
for British Intelligence.

Me?

I work for the Fuhrer.

You fucking Nazi bastard.

Now, now, Grandpa.

In a moment I'm willing
to make your death quick.

Keep insulting me...

and I'll have to keep my promise
to the colonel

that I kill you slowly.

Now,

give me that fucking book!

You petulant old fuck!

Ah, fuck.

Dietrich, Hauser,
follow him.

The three of us will split up
and search the train.

Dietrich, you take
carriages one to three.

Hauser, three to five.

I will search
carriage number six

and the dining carriage.

Understood?

- Mein Colonel!
- Yes, sir!

Throw your gun
on the floor.

Amos Blackfoot,
I presume.

I said throw your gun
on the floor.

My superior officers

may not agree,
Herr Blackfoot but,

I admire you
for making it this far.

It is a very
commendable achievement.

Do you think
this is my final stop?

I don't think it...

I know it.

Only one of us has a gun pointed
at them.

Feel free to pull the trigger.

The train is surrounded
by my officers.

They'll be in here as soon
as they hear the shot.

You will never make it out
in time.

Yes.

But you...

you will still be dead.

Will that be so satisfying,

when you know
you'll only have a few moments

left alive to enjoy it?

Do we really have
an alternative here?

Put down the gun
and come with me.

No harm will come to you.

Do you really expect me
to believe that scheisse?

We want the book, yes.

But you also have value to us.

You have used the book.

There is much we can learn
from you.

So...

what they said is true.

You expect me to be afraid
of this little thing?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I expect you to be afraid of me.

I'm not afraid of you,
or this ginger fuck!

- Go to hell Toymaker.
- You first Nazi bastard.

It's time to lay
the ghosts to rest.

Hello, Amos.

Sorry to disturb.

Agatha...

it's been quite some time.

Can I talk to you
about something?

Yes.

The family I'm working for now,

they're not treating me
very well.

Maybe you need to find
some other work, no?

I will.

But first, I want to talk
to you about something.

Now, why do I get the feeling
that you're...

just here to ask me a favor?

You could say that.

The book.

Can I borrow it?

Of course, the book.

And what would you
like the book for?

Teach them a lesson.

- Absolutely not.
- Why not?

You've used the book lots
of times

- to get even with people.
- No, I have not.

I simply used the book
to bring my creations to life.

That is it.

And your creatures,

- kill people.
- Shush.

Especially Robert.
He's unhinged.

He'll hear you.

I don't care.

You don't understand.

The book is very powerful.

It could hurt people.

I understand just fine.

You'll use the book to help
your stupid dolls,

but you won't use it
to help your sister.

God, this is such scheisse.

You're my sister, Agatha,
my own flesh and blood.

I would do anything
for you, anything.

But this,

this I cannot do.

And I cannot risk it falling
into the wrong hands.

And you think of me
as the wrong hands?

- This is going nowhere!
- Oh, fuck the book

and fuck you!

That woman!

Damn it!

Robert,

now let me tell you
some wise advice.

You are never ever, ever,

going to speak
to that woman a...