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Elsa Fraulein SS

1943.

The German advance has been checked.

So-called strategic withdrawals are a warning of threatening defeat.

Within the Reich, enemies of the Fuhrer

dare to suggest a negotiated peace while there is still a chance.

The Gestapo tracks down conspirators plotting against the Nazi regime.

Even the army cannot be trusted anymore.

Agents of military security have a hard time...

...uncovering those among the officers who oppose the regime.

A lowly Major suggests a diabolic scheme for the tracking down of subversives.

Soon, he will make his first victim.

Immediately. Of course, he's expected.

Major Muller. I'm reporting to you as requested.

That's right.

Special task officer Heinz, the security police section.

Do you suspect why you're here?

Security Police? Do explain to me.

Sit down, Muller.

Let me congratulate you, your product has had the approval of our Fuhrer.

You will send a train loaded with pretty women to entertain the front line officers.

It's the best way to demonstrate that he does remember them.

A very fine idea.

But that's not all. We both know very well that the train is only a pretext.

Mr. Canaris is sure that the army can be trusted.

There are traitors though, and defeatists.

Even those who'll conspire against our Fuhrer.

But thanks to your initiative, we should be able to eliminate them.

Of course the most absolute secrecy is essential.

And the officer in charge of this operation will have unlimited powers,

and will be promoted to rank of SS Colonel, and decorated with the iron cross.

I shall be proud to take on this mission.

The Fuhrer has made a different decision.

He has personally selected Elsa Ackermann.

He relies on her unblemished devotion to the fatherland.

Do you question my fidelity to the third Reich?

No... But one should avoid letting our enemies know anything of this project.

And of course as it's author, you are to be dismissed.

...And I feel sorry for you, Major.

Naturally, you shall be decorated for your services.

Decorated posthumously.

I don't understand. What have I done?

This is preposterous! I swear I won't talk!

I won't say anything, to anybody!

You will dispose of his body without any trace.

And publish a commendation's notice,

saying that Major Muller met an accidental death.

Yes, we have to celebrate, Colonel.

Glory to the magnificent regime, which grants the highest rank.

To a whore who performed well in bed.

Here you are my superior officer. The fellow Von Holbach,

owes his respect to a prostitute now. What a story!

You're jealous of my rank my darling. You ought to rejoice.

Don't you think this may add a little excitement?

I'll now be screwing the madam of a high-class brothel. That's you!

Reserved for officers, luxury whores, specially selected for the elite of the third Reich.

They hope to be accepted in this... brothel.

Give me that glass, Franz. You're drunk!

On the contrary...

You sluttish pimp! - Will you shut up now!

I don't forget a thing.

And you'd better remember too.

You were nothing but a cheap harlot when I saw you.

Gretchen, the penny whore. Screwing with bums and full of... booze!

In Hamburg . Not even able to get a job in a brothel.

And how about you, my friend Franz?

And your special tastes.

The brilliant Major Holbach!

The handsome toast of the town, who was only able to obtain an erection with a whore!

Shut up!

I've been offered all this luxury, only to satisfy your vices.

You only feel so big because you're rich!

And it's because of bastards like you, there are women of my kind.

Watch your words, Elsa, or I'll get even with you.

You're a coward and you'll soon ask me to forgive you.

Do you want me to prove it?

I hate you... Your friends and all they represent.

The Nazi regime, and it's bloodthirsty...

Fiendish imposters and bandits that stole my country.

Bandits and thieves.

You will lick my boots.

Your convoys identification number 2B134. It's composed of one Pulling car seized in France,

several cars specially equipped with bedrooms and a freight car to carry supplies.

It's engine has been selected not for speed but for sturdiness.

The train maybe halted frequently, troop transports have absolute priority.

It is imperative that an absolute blackout be maintained near the front line.

C'mon, hurry along. Next please.

Stella Hartmann.

From where? - Number 3 auxiliary unit.

I'll take her. Medical check-up.

What's your name? - Sigrid Koll. Radio-operator.

Alright. Go to medical.

Next. - Eva-Grunn. Teacher.

Eliminated.

Liselotte Richter.

Go to medical.

What's your name? - Irma Horst. Writer.

And you?

Spread her legs.

Name? - Marine Koch. Driver

Eliminated.

Women's regiment. March!

I am Colonel Elsa Ackermann, commanding this train.

You have all been told of our aim.

To entertain our officers, who've been on the front.

You shall give them the love and tenderness they're deprived of.

Our train will be travelling near the combat zone.

You shall be available at any hour of the day and night to our guests.

Who may be just coming by.

You will have to look most desirable.

You will find out that our rules of conduct are extremely strict.

And I summon you to abide by them.

This is your chance to obtain forgiveness for your crimes against the third riche.

There is another point.

All fraternization, even with the troops or the guards on this train,

shall unavoidably be severely punished.

I trust that you will show yourselves worthy of this exceptional clemency of our beloved Fuhrer.

And now, back to your compartments,

where you'll be confined even for your meals. Now back.

Are they biting?

Just isn't the day, neither for fish nor for fowl.

Oh well, that's how it is lady.

As they used to say, a trout in the pan is better than a salmon in the stream.

Whoever invented those stupid reconnaissance lines should be shot.

Alright, here's the message to be transmitted to London.

The code number of the train is 2B-134.

Lieutenant Heim is in charge of the operation but it's objectives are unknown.

And will it be carrying the secret weapon?

I doubt it, the train isn't armored.

Only a dozen or so SS are on board to protect it, but it's headed straight for the front lines.

Tell the General that more information should be forthcoming.

I've managed to place someone on the train who'll contact me as soon as possible.

You'd better go now, and be extremely careful.

If worst comes to worst, we have our own shortwave relay.

How about a song for Elsa?

...that's why G�ring is so fat!

You're so funny.

I know what I'm talking about, we've lost the war.

The only way to save Germany is to get rid of Hitler as quickly as possible.

Follow me.

Get dressed.

What's the meaning of this joke? I'm Lieutenant Baumann, seventh motorized.

I must object.

Colonel Ackermann, you're under arrest.

This is ridiculous! On what grounds? You don't have the right.

Here I have all the right. I alone am in command here.

Take him away.

And you keep your mouth shut. Or else.

Go on, run. Run!

Run!

Stupid ass!

Go ahead. Shoot.

Franz.

Are you just visiting? - Hello, Elsa...

You've asked for a French interpreter. I'm it.

Please follow me.

What's your age? - 20 ma'am.

Where are you from? - Munich. My parents have a farm nearby.

You are on leave aren't you? Tell me more.

Yes, I saw a woman on this train and though...

We're lying!

No, it's the truth.

I hope so.

Get undressed. Hurry up.

You've come here to get laid, didn't you?

Well then, this is the time.

You don't want to screw me?

I can explain...

You never did it before.

It's never too late to become an adult.

What a waste. You might have made a good lover.

Get up. Into your clothes.

What's wrong, what's going on here?

Take him away.

All leave was cancelled ten days ago.

You idiot. You're a deserter.

And desertion is punishable by death. Take him!

No, no. Do anything to me but don't kill me.

At the next station you'll stop this train.

And this coward shall be shot, right away!

As an example to all of them.

On your knees. Now look everyone, this is what happens when you betray our fatherland.

Don't be my judge, I had to give them an example.

Some example. He wasn't even 20.

A deserter, a coward, a traitor. They should all be put to death.

Look at yourself.

You're murdering German youth, yet you believe you're a patriot!

It's hopeless. The war is lost and we'll be buried together, among the corpses of millions.

Keep quiet!

Cheers! Here's a toast to the end of an expensive nightmare.

And Germany will have to pay the bill.

Shut your filthy big mouth, you drunk. Don't you dare.

Are you afraid of that superman?

I'm not.

I'm not afraid because I'm ready to die.

You've made a slave out of me. I believed in love.

There was never any question of love, only a bond between us.

What if the girls hear their slavery has ended.

Even if purely physical.

You're despicable, but why do I pity you.

Get out of here. I don't want to see your face again!

Just the memory of our filthy love sessions makes me sick.

You need blood, Elsa. Murder...

...In the fuhrer's name.

But you won't survive.

This car is the Valhalla of the gods, for our valiant warriors.

Just a brothel to relieve our morbid teutonic heroes.

Our glorious Fuhrers new blessing.

Oh yes, let's mourn our Reich. Rotten to the core, bloody.

You mean like Hamlet's Denmark?

How dare you complain.

An army officer talking to a pretty young lady, who doesn't first remove his cap.

Some lady...

Who reads Shakespeare.

Which gutter are you from?

Herbert Strasse, in Hamburg?

You vile old fool.

Maybe you should be told that I come myself from an officers family,

and that my father would kill you right now for such disrespect.

When you're angry, you're lovely.

Get out!

Not before I know your name.

You're hurting me. Let me go.

Liselotte... Liselotte Richter.

Baron Von Holbach, who respectfully greets Miss Richter...

Requests the pleasure of her company.

You're silly. Close the door will you please.

And call me Liselotte, we use first names from here.

How about a drink now?

No, I've had enough.

In fact I've had too much.

I just want to talk to you, that's all.

If you'll please bear with me.

Almost a month in hell on the Eastern front.

Three weeks in hell, among the dead, almost dead myself.

Wounded comrades a few metres away, not being able to walk.

The smell of dead bodies everywhere.

Then our counteroffensive, we drove civilians into a barn,

threw in grenades, the village was burnt down to suppress our fear.

The ones who escaped were stabbed with bayonets.

Attend to him.

Alone still? - Yes, I'm alone.

There's nobody here I know, my dear lady.

My dear lady? I'm lucky today, the shyest SS in the entire Reich.

I have the impression I've quite a job ahead of me.

Come along, we'll try to get acquainted.

You won't be sorry.

When have you been home last? - Six months ago.

Are you upset about it? - No, I certainly enjoy army life.

Your moral is high? - Absolutely.

You can tell me the truth, go ahead. Life in the army can't always be fun.

Wars have never been fun.

Of course not, only you must have your thoughts.

If I'm sure to get my food and sleep, that's all I ask for. War or no war.

But still, you want that war, don't you. Do you think we can?

I'm in no position to judge.

And I'm a married man, and my wife is a real shrew.

So the longer the war lasts, the better off I am.

I must say your political philosophy is most unusual.

You'd prolong the war because you don't like you wife. Is that right?

If you knew Sharlotte, you'd surely approve.

One thing is sure, I'm wasting my time with you. You've nothing to reveal.

Come on. Get out of here.

Franz, stay here.

I used to live in Weimar. - Yes, I know the city.

I grew up there. - That's strange. How came we've never met?

You smoke too much. - Keeps me going here.

Funny, I met a fellow in Berlin,

an office worker who looked just like the Fuhrer.

But no moustache of course.

Don't be afraid.

It makes me so nervous.

Don't be afraid, we're with you.

Don't panic. It's just a single plane, that's all.

We'd be better off under the train.

We're much to exposed here.

The entire network must be alerted that that train is spotted right away.

Jean-No�l, you'll take care of weapons and ammunition.

Michel, you'll be in charge of gathering all partisans.

Are you coming here to arrest me?

And all by yourself? Some courage.

Don't anticipate it. I hope I don't disturb you.

You've probably a date with whom?

This is my date.

Oh, I forget. According to you there should be only one book... 'Mein Kampf'.

I wonder what she like you for? - May I ask who?

That little bitch in compartment seven.

'Franz, you mustn't go away, despite my being a prostitute.'

You eavesdropped, you bitch!

Yes, but with a modern system.

I see...

...And so what? - Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

Poor Franz. At your age, passion is rather ridiculous.

You're an old bore in her eyes.

Shut up will you!

Just keep out of it!

Do you know what she's doing now, your little sweetheart?

At this very minute, your darling...

...is with another customer.

Go fuck yourself! You dirty, lying bitch!

You will pay for that! Come along. That's an order!

So, what do you have to say about my little system?

It's your system alright. It only keeps you in power.

Spying! Trapping! - It's perfect to protect our Reich.

Alright!

He must be great. Listen, she's cumming like crazy.

Ah, she's quite a female, that Liselotte.

But I want you to listen!

Leave me alone. Your so-called system makes me want to vomit.

I'm afraid, Franz, that you have nothing left of a Nazi officer.

You're a clown wearing this uniform, but without any right to wear it.

You're so mean... simply because you're bitter for having lost your grip on me.

Hey, let it go. Give it to me, damit!

What's happened? - An urgent message from Berlin.

I wonder who it is?

There's a spy on the train!

I want complete silence. Everybody!

It's important. Beginning immediately, you are subject to special security aboard this train.

You won't be able to go outside your cabins.

And no contact, anywhere, at any time, if not in service.

Dumb questions?

And for how long a period? Were not prison inmates remember.

Quiet! I don't give a damn about your stupid objections. And don't you talk back!

We have definite reasons to suspect the presence of a secret agent, spying on us, on this train.

One of us is the enemy.

You'll report to me in person if anybody or anything seems suspect to you.

Yes, but if we must all remain inside our compartments?

Notify the SS on guard. You will find one right outside of your door.

Unless you explain what you mean,

I can't see anything to report to you from inside the cabin.

Enough now!

In just ten minutes, everyone must be back in her own cabin. Go, now!

Officer...

See to it that my orders are followed. You'll report the slightest disobedience.

Get going!

Oh my Franz, here you are. I'm so happy.

But what is it? You're so strange...

You're alright?

But you didn't kiss me yet.

Don't you want to make love to me?

Not with strangers listening in.

But you don't seem to mind, you know about it.

So that's what it is.

We all know about it, but don't care a bit.

I thought that much.

I heard you this morning.

That sadistic creature made me listen to your love making.

These are orders, Franz. You know what my job is here.

Sure I know... To spy while making love. Disgusting!

But no one compels you to have orgasms.

Oh, Franz. You are the only one I enjoy.

Sorry, but I don't believe you. Thanks for the attempt.

But... What must I tell you... To convince you?

Come with me.

This is not treason, Franz.

We must save Germany before it's too late... too late... too late.

Aren't you tired of all the lies, and all that blood that flows unnecessarily?

Help me, Franz. I beg you.

You are free to go wherever you please.

Take this envelope to Strasbourg.

There, you'll see old Martha.

You should have kept out of it. I've handled worse ones before!

Go to see old Martha in Kirchheim, near Strasbourg.

May I help you?

You look like you're lost.

This village has changed a lot since my youth.

Have you lived in Kirchheim?

I was born here, but I can't recognize any street signs at all.

If you want the Kommandantur, it's over there.

No, I'm looking for a certain...

Martha Kirchner. Leben Strasse 25.

But I can't find the number.

Old Martha, she's a cleaning woman.

She never gets home before nightfall.

You don't want to arrest her, she's a good woman. Quiet and peaceful.

I see her at mass every Sunday.

No, I have a letter for her.

Would you like me to give it to her? - No thank you, father.

Just show me where she lives, and I'll put it in her mail box.

Down the street to your left, just facing the bakery shop.

Are you surprised to see me, General?

And continue writing, but don't cheat. We have means to make you obey.

I will not reveal anything! Ever!

Werner, take over.

Don't try to be stubborn, no one resists under torture.

It's only a question of time.

Patience, and the right methods.

You have just one method, just bloodshed!

You will face the judgement of the world.

For having been the nemesis of Europe, and a curse for all humanity.

But now the Fuhrer is doomed.

His regime of a thousand years will soon be bombed into oblivion for all it's crimes.

And German will be in ruins.

Excellent. That was a beautiful speech.

You traitor, you will tell me all you know!

And now, are you ready?

He's stubborn, he won't say anything.

We've got to make him. Try again.

And now will you talk?

He won't talk.

I want him to!

Please may I say something?

What is it? - I have a better idea...

Idiots! Now you're overdoing it!

Revive him.

No, wait now. I know how to give him back his speech.

Out!

They've gone now.

I'm your friend. I'd like to help you.

Feel a little better?

Here, do you see what they've done to me?

Tell them all they want to know if you don't want to be butchered.

You're right, I'll speak. Help me.

Help me. Help me.

They made me suffer.

Shall I tell them that you're willing to talk?

You can say...

You can say...

That I won't tell them anything.

You stupid bitch. Dead men don't speak!

But it's you who left the gun there!

I can take this make-up off now.

You can take his blindfold off.

You'll have to forgive this disguise, we have to take certain precautions.

It's not every day we have a visit from a Nazi officer.

Please leave us alone.

My code name is Parsifal. How do you know Martha?

Richter... Liselotte Richter.

She's aboard the train. She needed a messenger and asked me.

It's hard to believe that a Nazi officer would accept the risk of being caught as a traitor.

I promise I'm telling the truth.

It's a price of my conscience.

You'll admit, it's hard to believe. Such turn abouts don't occur very often.

Everyone has an ideal. You seem to be ready to sacrifice your lives to save your people.

Liselotte has made me want to recover my conscience.

Speak you little tart!

Your dear Franz is missing. Tell us where he is!

I don't know anything! - You think I was born yesterday?

You'll tell the truth before we're through!

Where's Franz? What kind of mission is he on?

I can't tell!

I won't ever tell!

Take a look at this. There won't be any more men for you at all.

I'll begin by cutting up your breasts.

You want more? Your pretty, lovely face will change.

Your cute nose will lose it's skin, and your eyes will have no lashes.

And that will make a real monster of you.

Don't do that, please!

Werner! She's faking it. Hold her, Werner!

No, please. I'm ready to speak now.

Please!

Liselotte Richter is one of our best agents.

We must rescue her at any costs.

You must go back.

Make her leave the train tonight, we'll launch our attack in the morning, right here.

Good luck.

I wonder if we didn't make a mistake.

He's coming, Colonel. - You sure all measures have been taken?

Absolutely. All station exits are under surveillance.

No escape is possible, Colonel.

Go over to the window, and don't move. And don't forget my instructions to you.

Run away, Franz. I've told them everything!

Now what? - I'm sorry.

He outsmarted us. We've searched everywhere.

I wonder how he got away?

You wonder? You'll pay for that!

We shall take care of you later.

But now, we're in danger of an attack.

Put the train on alert for an immediate departure.

At your orders, Colonel.

Should I start firing, Colonel? - Hold it.

They'll kill you, you shouldn't have come here.

Do you Should me to leave you to the hangman?

I have betrayed you.

I tried to resist, Franz... But I couldn't.

Will you come with me? We'll try to escape together.

Do you think you'll be able to walk?

Franz and Liselotte have just escaped. - That's impossible!

Where's Werner? - Murdered.

Show me which way they've gone. I'll catch them myself.

It's useless Franz, she's dead.

I never miss.

Shoot once more. What are you waiting for?

No, for you to stay alive is worse.

If you don't fire...

...I'll smash your face in!

What did you so that for, I missed her.

'Thou shalt not kill' said the lord. I'm trying not to if I don't have to.

Father.