All language subtitles for Confessions of a Nazi Spy (1939).en

[instrumental music]

Some months ago,
various persons appeared

in the federal courts
of New York City

and the Panama Canal zone

charged with
the crime of espionage

against the armed forces
of the United States.

Called to the witness stand

they swore to tell
the truth

the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth

so help me, God.

The story brought out
at those trials

is stranger than fiction

revealing the existence
of a vast spy ring

operating against
the naval, military

and air forces
of the United States.

We don't know all the facts

and we probably never will

but we do know that so far
as this country is concerned

the story began in a small
Scottish town early in 1937.

There, in a quiet
residential district..

[man whistling]

Good morning,
Mrs. Macpherson.

Thank you and
good morning to you.

Good morning, postie.

Good morning,
Harry, my laddie.

How are you?

Good morning Mr. McGregor.

Good morning, Arnold.

[doorbell rings]

[whistling]

It's a fine morning,
Mrs. McLaughlin.

- Yes, isn't it?
- Mrs. McLaughlin,

about the mail you getting

there's so much of it
every day

and it seems to come
from all over the world.

I've many friends
who still remember me.

- Ah, here, Mrs. McLaughlin?
- Yes?

If it's not
too much trouble

would you mind saving
some of the stamps

off your letters
for my wee son Willie?

He's fond of collecting 'em.

I collect them, too.

Very sorry.
Good day, Mr. McGregor.

That's too bad,
Mrs. McLaughlin.

[dramatic music]

German-American patriots

since my arrival
from Germany ten years ago

I have learned to love
the United States.

Yes, I love America

and I love it all the more

because I realize
that its deepest roots

are essentially German.

In all its ways we can see
flowing the German spirit

the German sense
of duty and endurance.

[applause]

Many people
in this country say

that we of German birth
or extraction

are only eight million
in the United States.

But they
deliberately falsify.

We actually constitute
a total of 30 million here.

Yes, America is founded
on German blood and culture.

[cheering]

And as a citizen

as a reserve officer
in the United States Navy

I say that we must unite
all those of German blood

who believe in
the German destiny of America...

[applause]

...and to bring this destiny
to a swift reality

by fighting relentlessly
the sinister influences

that would destroy us
and the new Germany.

[applause]

We are proud
of our new Germany.

Proud of its Great Fuhrer

proud of our glorious
blood and soil.

I tell you,

Germans must seize the power
that's rightfully theirs.

We Germans
in the United States

will soon demand
adequate representation

in city, county, state,
and federal government.

And those who fight us

must perish socially
as well as economically

because of our determination
to destroy our enemies

completely and without
any consideration whatever.

[applause]

Germans must save America
from the chaos

that breeds in democracy
and racial equality.

We Germans must make
the United States

and their America
our America.

(all)

Sieg Heil!

Sieg Heil!

Sieg Heil!

Sieg Heil!

Sieg Heil!

[band music]

[indistinct yelling]

[doorbell rings]

Special delivery,
Dr. Kassell.

I'll sign for it.

Okay.

Thank you.

[telephone rings]

Dr. Kassell's office.
Oh, yes, doctor.

Oh, Mrs. Kassell's
right here now.

Just a minute, please.

A special delivery letter
just came in.

Thank you.

Yes, Karl?

I'm so happy
the meeting went so well.

Where are you now?

I'll be right over.

No, I'm sorry.
I have some work to do.

No, not professional call,
it's party business.

But why can't
I be with you, Karl?

I have a right to share
all this with you.

Or maybe
it's something else

something you just
call party business.

Oh, Lisa, it's no use
getting into all this again.

Now stop worrying
and please go to bed.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes, I will.

Yeah.

[whispering]
Wait for me outside.

Yes.

Huh?

Yes.
What's that?

There's a special delivery
letter for you.

It's from Scotland.
It just came.

I'll get it later,
but don't leave it around.

Put it in the top
drawer of my desk.

Yes, goodnight.

No, don't wait up.

[instrumental music]

Wonderful speech,
Herr Doctor.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Simply marvelous. Congratulations.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you.

Bravo, doctor. Bravo.

Wonderful speech.
Will you join us?

No, thank you.
I have a call to make.

- Hello, Greutzwald.
- Hello.

Didn't you care
for my speech?

Mm, yes and no.

I'd like to talk to you
about it sometime.

Oh, by all means.

Sometime.

Goodnight, gentlemen.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

There's a man
who is somebody.

Why does he say Germans
must have power here?

Aren't we all supposed to be
Americans in America?

If you'd read and listen

you'd know Adolf Hitler
said the fatherland

is where the German feet
touch the ground.

German cooking,
the best in the world.

Eating, that's all you've
got on your mind.

Why not?

There are more
important things

to think about
these days.

Ideas like
you heard tonight.

How to serve
the fatherland.

Yeah, but we're in
America now.

Yes, and that's
our opportunity

which you shouldn't miss.

The trouble
with you, Werner

you don't have any ambition.

Ambition?
Ambition for what?

What? You will see.

Yeah, pretty soon now.

(male narrator) During
the month of March 1937

a young man appeared
several times

at the New York
Public Library

and referred to a copy
of the book entitled

"German Espionage
in the Last War"

authored by former Reich's
military intelligence chief

Colonel Ulrich von Hartman.

Describing himself falsely

as an ex-officer
in the United States Air Corps

with access to military
and aviation secrets

Schneider offers
his services as a Nazi spy.

Addressing his letter
to Hitler's personal newspaper

the "Volkischer Beobachter"
in Berlin

from where it is forwarded

to the offices of
the German Ministry of War.

Here, with methodical
thoroughness

the letter is referred

to the German Naval
Intelligence Service

where finally it comes
to the personal attention

of Captain-Lieutenant
Wilhelm Straubel

who submits it in a report
to his superior

Captain von Eichen.

We'll discuss these later. Next.

As requested, our agents
in Central America

made a topographical map

of the island
of Escudo de Veragua.

How far is it from
the Panama Canal?

About 100 miles, sir.

Got it.

- Hoover?
- Yes, sir?

Have this sent to
the naval ministry.

Yes, sir.

Is that all
for Central America?

- Yes, sir. United States.
- Next.

Our agents in Los Angeles
were able to get the blueprints

of a retractable
landing gear

used in their
new army bombers.

- What else?
- I also have a sketch

of a recent improvement
in the sight

used in pursuit of machine guns.

- Hoover?
- Yes, sir?

- Air ministry.
- Yes, sir.

What about the United States
army mobilization plans

for the eastern coast?

We haven't been able
to get them yet.

Why not?
You've had three months.

I'm sorry, sir.

We're doing
everything we can.

We're adding
new agents every day

in order to increase
our efficiency

in the United States.

In these files are reports
on 12 new men

for your consideration
and final approval.

I see.

What about this
Kurt Schneider?

Our men in New York
have been contacting him

for the last three months.

You will note
the reports are favorable.

I don't know, Straubel

but a man who
writes a newspaper

as if he were applying
for a clerk's job

sounds like
a simpleton to me.

Perhaps
but our investigations

show that he is very willing.

That's what counts.

After all, the Americans

are very simple-minded people.

It doesn't need a wolf

where a weasel will do.

Oh? How do we know he isn't a
United States government agent?

The United States government
doesn't think it necessary

to have a counter
espionage system.

Did you give this man
any specific instructions?

Yes, sir.
I ordered him to provide me

with the secret radio code

used between army airplanes
and ground stations.

The code, I believe,
is known as the Z code.

And I also ordered him
to provide me with a report

on the number of troops
stationed in the New York area.

But if you
are still doubtful

I suggest that you have
Schlager contact him

when he arrives in New York.

Very well.
Has the Bismarck sailed yet?

Yes, sir. It should be
well out to sea by now.

Von Eichen speaking.

Radiogram to Franz Schlager
aboard the S.S. Bismarck.

"Contact Kurt Schneider

1760 Griffin Street,
New York."

[dramatic music]

[keys clacking]

[knocking on door]

(Schlager)
...that the whole world

is united in its resolve

to keep Germany from
its place from the sun.

That is why
our beloved fuhrer

demands constant
vigilance of us.

That is why I call
you gentlemen together

at the beginning
of each crossing

to remind you that as good
national socialists...

...that as good
national socialists

you must keep your ears
and eyes open at all times.

If for any reason you suspect
anyone of being an enemy

you must report
that person to me immediately

because only by knowing
who are enemies are

do we know who to destroy.

And when
we've destroyed them

we can fulfill the promise
of our sacred force mission.

Tomorrow the world is ours.

Heil Hitler.

(all)
Heil Hitler!

One more thing

remember that no one,
no matter where he is

can call himself a German

unless he's
a national socialist.

And do not think that when
we land in New York

that you are
on American soil.

Can you escape,
shall I say

the protecting eye
of your government?

Dismissed.

What does he mean
by the protecting eye?

Talk too much.
You'll find out.

Well, gentlemen,
how did it seem to you?

Not enough interest.
No spirit, Schlager.

The men seem very quiet.

- Not enough enthusiasm.
- Yes, I know.

But you understand
that on board ship

we must consider
the passengers.

Was this your first
trip to Germany?

No, I was born in Germany.

Really? Where?

In Lunenburg.
Do you know it?

Yes, we always get our
Christmas candles from there.

They smell so good.

Yes, the smell
of honey and heather.

Hills almost as far
as the eye can see.

And new groups of sheep
white against the purple.

And the old square
with chestnut trees.

So old, so peaceful.

We used to play there
when we were children

my brother and I.

And you found it changed?

Changed?
The sheep are gone now.

Why?

There's Hitler's Storm Trooper
in the middle of heather.

My old pastor's in
the concentration camp.

My friends talk in whispers
when they talk at all.

You have family left
in Lunenburg?

Yes, my brother

and some relatives,
and their children.

Oh, I wish that...

You believe
in their system?

I believe in the purpose

and the destiny
of the Third Reich

and our Fuhrer, Adolf Hitler.

I have finished.

Another thing

we've been checking up
on the second engineer.

- Yes?
- You'll order him

- replaced by the third.
- Any reasons?

It should not be necessary
to remind you, Schlager

that the Gestapo doesn't have
to give reasons for its orders.

I'm sorry.

Franz...

Uh, Herr Schlager

may I talk to you alone?

Go ahead,
Fraulein Kleinhauer

these gentlemen
are friends.

I wish, I wish to
report someone.

- A woman.
- Her name?

Anna Keller.

- Is she a German citizen?
- I don't know.

Well, why didn't
you find out?

Well, I didn't think to.

No, of course not.
Women never think.

Did you find out if she had
family living in Germany?

- I did.
- Well, their names?

- Addresses?
- I don't know,

but her family lives
in Lunenburg.

Lunenburg.

Thank you.
You may go now.

[door shuts]

Hilda.
Oh, Hilda.

I'm sorry
I was so abrupt

but you understand
I had to be

- in front of those two men.
- Who are they?

- State secret police.
- Gestapo?

They're going to be stationed
in New York.

Gestapo in New York?

Yes, now don't say
a word about it.

I've got to
go back now.

They told me to install Fisher

as second
and remove Wilhelm.

I do not protest against
party discipline, captain.

It's none of my business what
the second has said or done

but it is my business
when they force me

to promote a man
over someone else's head

simply because
he's a good Nazi.

Don't worry, Klauber

I'll get your man
back for you.

I'm still master
of this ship

and no political leader

is going to destroy
the morale of my crew.

[knock on door]

Come in.

The captain sent for me.

Come here, Schlager.

Thank you, sir.

I'm given
to understand

that you ordered Wilhelm
the second engineer replaced.

That is correct, sir.

Would you mind telling me

by what right
you interfere

with the personnel
of this ship?

By my right
as political leader.

We're at sea, Schlager.

There will be no politics
aboard this ship

and only one master.

Wilhelm will be reinstated.

That's all.

I suggest the captain

use a little
more discretion.

You dare to suggest to me?

It is always unfortunate

to interfere with the acts
of the Gestapo.

The Gestapo?

Then they ordered
Wilhelm's removal.

But why?

I have long since
learned never to ask

why the Gestapo
does anything.

For his own good, I suggest
the captain do the same.

Is there anything else
the captain wishes?

No. You may go now.

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Perhaps we have lived
too long, captain.

We are dead already, Klauber

but our families
in Germany

are still alive.

Hostages
do not seek courage.

(male narrator)
August 30th, 1937,

Stuttgart, Germany.

Thousands of
national socialists

from all
parts of the world

gather for a congress

of Germans living abroad.

They hear..

[speaking in German]

(male narrator)
"...we national socialists

reject any German
whose ambition it is

to assimilate
with the people

of the country
in which he lives

because we only recognize
as a complete German

that citizen who always
and everywhere

remains a German
and nothing but a German."

Germans in the United States

must be brought back
to the racial unity

and common faith
of all Germans.

As racial comrades,
as Germans

we cannot help
but be revolted by this

basically
uncultured country.

And we know that
if America is to be free

we must destroy the chain
that ties the whole misery

of American
politics together

and that chain is
the United States Constitution.

[indistinct chatter]

And we also know
that there is a wall

in which a breach
must be made

before American's
problems can be solved

and that wall
is the bill of rights.

[indistinct chatter]

(man) Wait a minute, buddy!

Just how do you fellas
expect to get rid

of the constitution
and the bill of rights?

What are you?

A member of
the German-American Bund?

No, I'm not a member.

I belong to
the American legion.

Hold on here.

A lot of us Americans
went overseas

and fought you Germans
because we thought

that the constitution
and the bill of rights

was worth fighting for.

[indistinct yelling]

Hey! Hey!

Why don't you
answer his question?

Why do you
shout him down?

And who are you?
What do you want?

I am an American
of German birth

and there are hundreds
of thousands like me

who stand absolutely
against you Nazis.

You can't make these
ex-soldiers believe

that all the Germans
in America

are traitors like you.

We'll fight side by
side for democracy.

[clamoring]

You people made democracy
a fanatical faith.

It's no use
arguing with you.

Doctor, please.

Force is the only language
you will understand

and we'll speak to you in
your own language soon enough.

We don't want any ism's
in this country

except Americanism.

If you guys
don't like it here...

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

I've got a right
to speak up in open meeting.

This is free country.

Sure, and we're gonna
keep it that way.

You guys are worse
than gangsters.

[clamoring]

Stop them, doctor.
Stop them.

This is no way
to handle them.

If you feel so strongly
about it, Greutzwald

why don't you
complain directly

to the minister
of propaganda?

[crowd clamoring]

[dramatic music]

[knock on door]

(Werner)
Is anybody home?

Hello, Kurt.

Hello, Werner.

Hello, sonny boy.

Having fun?

What are you
so low about?

Where's Helen?

News from
the old country?

Nothing important.

What's the matter?

Rent due again?

Rent's always due.

What are you doing
home today?

I'm on leave
until Monday.

You home, too?

- Hello, Helen.
- It's fine.

Now I'll have
two of you underfoot.

As if one wasn't
too much already.

We are not bothering you.

I married you,
not your pal.

Just to see you sitting
around doing nothing

is enough to drive
a person crazy.

I'm not doing nothing.

I'm thinking.

Thinking.

The last time
he was thinking

he ended up by
deserting from the army

so he wouldn't
have to go to jail

for embezzling
company funds.

Now, look here,
Helen, I--

He didn't go to work today
because he had to think.

He's given up his night job
at the language school

so he'd have more time
to think.

Go to those awful
Nazi meetings.

You should think less
about some way to get rich quick

and more about
paying the rent

and getting milk
for the baby.

I'll get more than that.
You will see.

You'll be mighty proud
when people point you out

as the wife
of Kurt Schneider.

He's off again.

Oh, come on, Werner.
Let's get out of here.

No, you don't. You got to take
the baby for a walk.

Imagine, asking a man like me
to push a baby carriage.

You see, Werner,
the trouble with Helen

is she doesn't
understand me.

She doesn't realize
a man like me

has to be involved
in big things

or he's unhappy.

But I don't expect
people to understand me.

Even Hitler
had a tough time

before he showed them
what a genius he is.

- He sure did.
- And look at him now.

Let's sit down here.

There was a speaker
at the bund meeting last night.

He said Hitler would
rule the world before long.

- Cigarette?
- No.

Werner, I helped you out
of a lot of jams, haven't I?

Sure. Why?

Well, there's something
I want to tell you.

But first I'd like
to make sure I can trust you.

Who, me?
You can trust me, Kurt.

I'd never
let you down.

I'd have been
in an awful spot

if you hadn't given
me room and grub

all the time I was
looking around for a job.

I've got to be
absolutely sure about you.

Come on.
What's on your mind?

Werner, I'm in the German
Secret Service now.

You are?

Yeah, I'm one of
their most trusted men.

I get my instructions
from Hitler himself.

- You do?
- Yeah.

Pretty soon
I'll be in charge

of all German espionage
in the United States.

Golly, Kurt, you must be making
a lot of money.

Why, money isn't everything.

Now listen, Werner,
you've got to help me.

What do you
want me to do?

Swear you won't tell a soul
what I'm telling you.

Alright.

I want you to get me
the secret code

used between military
planes and land bases.

- The Z code?
- Yeah.

Oh, I couldn't do that.

Why, I'd be court-martialed
if they found out that I--

Don't be silly, Werner.

Stick with me
and I, I'll make you famous.

- Rich.
- Well, I--

Swell. I knew you wouldn't
let me down.

Golly, Kurt.
I don't know about--

Now listen.

That Z code is a cinch to get,
isn't it?

No, it's not so easy.

But you know
how to get it.

Sure, but--

Well, then get it
and stop worrying.

I've got a tougher job
than that to figure out.

How, how do you suppose
I could find out

how many troops are stationed
in the New York area?

Well, I don't know. I, I suppose
you could check each regiment--

Oh, no, no.
That's no good.

Don't worry about it.

I'll figure out
some way to get this stuff.

You know me, Werner

when I make up my mind
to get something

I get it.

(male narrator)
A few days later

the sick clerk at
Fort Wentworth Station Hospital

receives a telephone call.

[telephone rings]

Fort Wentworth
Station Hospital

sick clerk speaking.

Major Wilton?
Oh, yes, sir.

I'm delivering a lecture before
a group of physicians today

and I'll need the statistical
reports on army hospitalization

to make certain points.

Yes, sir.
I understand perfectly.

The statistical report
sent to the northeast corner

of 93rd and Lexington Avenue.

Deliver it
to your personally

and you'll be wearing
civilian clothes.

Yes, sir.
Right away, sir.

What'll it be?

Give me
a chocolate soda.

Yes.

- Hello, Werner.
- Huh?

Oh, hello, Kurt.

- Did you get it?
- Yeah.

Ah. Where is it?

Not here.

I'll get it
from you later.

That's right.

Did you get yours?

- They're on the way.
- Huh?

- What'll you have?
- Give me a pineapple soda.

- One pine in.
- What do you mean?

What's on its way?

The medical report.

What do you want
medical reports for?

You wouldn't know,
would you?

If you had to find out
how many troops

are stationed in
the New York area

you would try
to count each regiment.

Here you are.

But what do medical reports

got to do with
the number of troops?

Don't they always figure
the percentage of men sick

of the total number of men
station in the area?

Golly. I never thought of that.

Watch me, my boy.

And you'll learn plenty.

You've got to
have brains

to figure things out
in this business.

Brains and daring.

Yeah.

Stay here.

I'm Major Wilton.
You are ten minutes late.

Sorry, sir.
Held up by traffic.

Let me have
those reports.

Yes, sir.

- Good. Thank you.
- Beg your pardon, sir.

- The taxi.
- Oh, yes. How much?

$2.90.

Keep the change.

[bell ringing]

Yes?

- Is Mr. Schneider at home?
- No.

Do you expect him soon?

He should have been home
an hour ago.

Then may we wait
for him please?

Well, yes, I guess so.

Just go in the other room
and wait, please.

This way.

Just make yourselves comfortable.

Thank you.

Well, where have you two been?

I had important business.

I can imagine.

You got some visitors.

They just arrived.

Visitors?

Yes, and hurry up
and get rid of them.

Dinner won't be
fit to eat.

Do you suppose they,
they found out already?

Don't be silly.

Go in the kitchen
and keep Helen out of here.

Mr. Schneider?

Yes?

Allow me to
introduce myself.

Franz Schlager.

Ms. Kleinhauer.

How do you do?

How do you do,
Mr. Schneider?

We may talk without fear
of being overheard?

Why?

We have mutual friends
in Germany.

Colonel Nicolai,
Herr Schiller

Herr Jaegerschmidt.

You come from them?

I was sent by
Herr Schiller.

Just a minute.

Have you any means
of identifying yourself?

Will it satisfy you
if I tell you

that your last instructions

were to obtain a certain
air force code and figures

on the number of troops
stationed in the New York area?

Yes.

That's correct.

Thank you.
Now it's to business.

You got our last letter.

What have
you done about it?

Well, I volunteered
my services to the fatherland

but the fatherland has not
yet offered to pay me anything.

You must first earn it.

I'm ready, when I know
how much I'll get.

You have something?

Yes.

I believe these will be
of interest to you.

The Z code.

Very good.

But we didn't ask for
any medical report.

You will notice the
report states what percentage

of the manpower
of each regiment is there.

A little simple arithmetic

will give you the total manpower
of the whole area.

Well...

So you have accomplished
something after all.

Put these in
your purse, Hilda.

Not many would have had

the daring to do
what I did.

All right,
we will give you $50 a month.

That's, that's ridiculous.

I have to live.

I have to support
a family.

Do something worthwhile
and you will be paid extra.

Don't you consider
what I gave you worthwhile?

Yes, in a way.

But what we really want
are the blueprints

of the aircraft carriers
Yorktown and Lexington

the eastern seaboard
mobilization plans.

We also want information

concerning aircraft
detection experiments

being made at Fort Munmus.

For those things, you
will be paid extra, and well.

Here's your $50.

Goodnight, Schneider.

Well, I think the stuff
I've given you

is worth something extra.

We're not giving away
$50 for nothing.

But I--

Of course, if you don't want
to accept it.

- I'll take it.
- That's better.

It's up to you whether
or not you earn more.

And remember,
we're not easily fooled.

You can depend on me.

Good. Now one thing more

you will send all mail
concerning our business

to Mrs. Mary McLaughlin

One Cascade Road,
Argyle, Scotland

and you will sign
yourself "Sword."

I'll write that down.

No, you better keep it
in your head.

Do you have a telephone?

Yes. Over there.

Thank you.

[dialing]

Hello,
is the doctor there?

Franz Schlager.

Sword.

Mary McLaughlin,
One Cascade Road.

Hello, doctor.

I'll be over at the cafe
within an hour.

Yes, everything is arranged.

The two men I told you about
will be there.

Yes, doctor.

Well, goodbye, Schneider.

Well...

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Come, Hilda.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[instrumental music]

There was a time
I even admired Hitler

because I believed
he expressed the resentment

and humiliation
of the German people

against the injustice
after the war.

But now I see only pain

and those emotions
for his own purposes.

What has he not done to all
to want us back to Germany?

He made us appear savages

in the eyes of civilization.

If I were you, Greutzwald

I wouldn't express
such opinions too openly.

It might be dangerous.

But he's perfectly
right, Helldorf.

We mustn't be misled
by men like Kassell.

Eh, Kassell.

Kassell thinks
he can spread the same hatreds

here in America.

We must realize that the
vast majority of Germans here

are ashamed of the black name
we are giving them

and are violently
opposed to these ideas.

Be careful.
Don't talk so loud.

Somebody might hear.

You see?

Right now he's talking

with two of our
most valuable agents

Helldorf, who works in
a big munitions plant

and Walter Westphal.

Now, you understand
I have nothing

against Greutzwald personally

but with
his constant criticism

he's endangering
our success.

Does he know those men
are our agents?

No, of course not.

But he might convince them they
are working for a lost cause.

And in any case, the
party doesn't want criticism

only obedience.

Dr. Kassell

see the gentleman
in the small room

in the rear.

[indistinct chatter]

Please understand that.

I love my fatherland
as much as anyone.

But how can Americans

possibly have decent,
cordial relations

with a regime whose
aim is to destroy

the very best of
German culture?

With a regime
employing methods

that have outraged
our own people?

Good evening, gentlemen.

- Good evening.
- Dr. Kassell.

You know Westphal.

Oh, yes.
How are you, Westphal?

- How do you do?
- May I join you?

- Oh, please do. Sit down.
- Thank you.

Greutzwald and I are
about to get into an argument.

Oh, Greutzwald.

Yes, he and I are
old platform enemies.

One may not
agree with him

but one must respect
his honesty and courage.

Thank you, doctor.

Oh, not at all.

I only wish I could add
discretion to that.

You have called me
an honest man, Dr. Kassell.

Yes.

You see,
I've given a great deal

of thought to what
you said to me

that night of
the legion incident

and I would like very much
to talk it over with you.

Alone.

Of course.
I'd be delighted to.

Well, we are
finished anyway.

Oh, no, no, no. We can go
to the private room.

Yes.
Excuse me, gentlemen.

Thank you.
You see, Greutzwald

we cannot afford to
have any differences...

Greutzwald is right, Max.

Art is becoming so bold
in this country, so outspoken.

Don't be a fool.

Nevertheless, I'm beginning to
wish I weren't mixed up in it.

I wouldn't talk like
that if I were you.

Yes, Greutzwald, it must
be realized that, after all

we need to think as one man
if our cause is to succeed.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

You said we were
going to be alone.

I thought these gentlemen would
help us adjust our differences.

These gentlemen?

Yes. We have instructions
for you, Greutzwald.

You are going back
to Germany.

Why?

What do you mean?

Who are you?

I'm sorry.
I forgot to introduce.

Herr Hintze
and Herr Wildebrandt.

- Members of the Gestapo.
- Gestapo?

Yes, Herr Greutzwald.

Your actions
have become much too dangerous

for you to remain here.

That isn't true.

All I tried to do
was to honestly

point out the dangers
of the wrong policy.

There's room for
honest criticism.

When you became a member of
the national socialist party

you swore allegiance
to the fuhrer

and blind obedience
to party discipline.

I believed in
national socialism

and I trusted our fuhrer.

But I disagree now
that the party is--

No one disagrees
with the party, Greutzwald.

You'll discover that
when you get back to Germany.

But I don't want to
go back to Germany.

I have done nothing. Please!

Please let me go.
You can't do this to me.

We, we are still in America.

I didn't mean
anything wrong.

Please, I don't want
to go back to Germany.

I don't want to
go back to Germany.

I don't want to go
back to Germany! Please Herr--

Please don't send me back!

I haven't done anything!

You can't do this to me.

Let me out of here!

I didn't do anything.
I swear I didn't.

Please don't send me
back to Germany.

You can't do this to me.

You can't!
You have no right.

Oh, please don't send me
back to Germany.

What I'm trying to do
was only...

Don't send me back.
I haven't done...

[dramatic music]

[machine clacking]

- We say goodbye here.
- I can't understand, Karl.

Why you don't let me
go onboard with you.

I'm telling you, I got orders
to keep this trip secret.

I don't want anyone
to see you with me.

- I don't see what--
- Lisa, please do as I ask you.

Goodbye, dear.
And take care of yourself.

I'll write often,
and don't forget

I've gone to Maine for
a month if anyone asks.

- I won't...
- Goodbye.

[foghorn blares]

[indistinct chatter]

[whirring]

[dramatic music]

(male narrator)
Arriving in Germany

Dr. Kassell finds
a totally different fatherland

from the one he left
ten years before.

Following faithfully
the program

of the new bible
of Adolf Hitler, "My Battle"

the Nazi party has created
a new fascist society

based on a devout worship
of the Aryan superman

a new fascist culture

imbued with the glorification
of conquest and war

a fascist system of life

where every man, woman,
and child

must think alike, speak alike,
and do alike

a rigidly censored press

with all news colored by
the ministry of propaganda

a fascist literature

shorn of its greatest writers
and poets

a new religion

ridiculing the brotherhood
and equality of man before God

a fascist economy
with its watchword

"cannons, not butter"

a fascist philosophy
with a supreme command

blind obedience
to the fuhrer.

For six long centuries

men throughout the world

have fought their way
out of the dark ages

of medieval barbarism

but in six short years

Hitler's Nazis cast
their ominous shadow

over the entire Earth.

[band music]

Inspiring.

Positively inspiring.

Makes one proud
to be a German.

Your enthusiasm
is reassuring.

But not unexpected,
I hope.

No.

You have done excellent work
in the United States

for the party, Herr Doctor.

Thank you.

Thank you very much,
Your Excellency.

That's all.

Dr. Kassell

we have decided
to place you in charge

of all national socialistic
activity in the United States.

I am deeply honored,
Your Excellency.

And I only hope that--

There will be a slight change
in our methods.

From now on

national socialism
in the United States

must dress itself
in the American flag.

It must appear to be
a defense of Americanism

but at the same time,
our aim must always be

to discredit conditions
there in the United States

and in this way, make life in
Germany admired and wished for.

Racial and religious hatreds
must be fostered

on the basis of
American Aryanism.

Class hatreds
must be encouraged

in such a way that labor

and the middle classes
will become confused

and antagonistic.

In the ensuing chaos

we will be able
to take control.

But that will take tremendous
sums of money and propaganda.

The money will be provided.

From now on, German boats
touching American ports

will carry three times as much
propaganda material.

Deliver it to our agents
in the United States.

Look.

The United States will be
divided into three parts

each to have
a provincial leader.

One will be stationed
in New York

one in Chicago

one in Los Angeles.

You will be given the names
of all our agents

and you will coordinate
all their activities.

You will see to it
that every city

town, village
in the United States

is provided with
our propaganda material.

So, from now on
your watchword will be

"America for Americans."

But never forget that

national socialism
is the hammer

not the anvil.

This new Americanism
is a formless iron...

...that we will beat
into another swastika.

[dramatic music]

(male narrator)
Nazi propaganda
printed in huge quantities

by the power presses
in Germany

carefully devised to fit
the official German concept

of mass stupidity

constitutes heavy cargoes
aboard German freighters

en route to the United States.

They are designed to alter
the fundamental ideas

of a kindly
and liberty-loving people.

This material is shipped
directly to American ports

unloaded with great secrecy,
put on trucks

and generally prepared
for wholesale distribution

throughout the United States

to New York, Boston,
and New Orleans.

To the vast midwestern
agricultural districts

of Minnesota, Illinois,
and Wisconsin.

To the coast cities of
San Francisco

Seattle, and Los Angeles.

To the great manufacturing
centers of Chicago

St. Louis, and Detroit.

To the great wheat centers
of Kansas City

Minneapolis,
and Saint Paul.

Huge shipments

a deluge of vitriolic,
scurrilous propaganda

circulated by the Nazis

and certain
American sympathizers

ready to violate
the basic principles

of their American citizenship.

Aided by the disgruntled

the dishonest,
and the disloyal

an intensive campaign

is launched to create
mass sympathy

for the doctrines glorifying
hatred and brute force.

[dramatic music]

[whirring]

The stream of Nazi propaganda

insidiously attempts
to penetrate

every nerve
and fiber of American life

inciting racial prejudice

ridiculing democracy

striving to shatter
that attitude of tolerance

and respect for minority rights

which entitle people
to consider themselves

as civilized human beings

while other forces

fostered by the long arm of
the Nazi intelligence service

are at work in centers of
the United States defense.

[airplanes droning]

Well, Werner, it's getting
so I hate to go home.

Bills, bills,
and more bills.

And Helen after me
all the time.

Seems I can never
get ahead.

Sure don't make
much money

working for the fatherland.

Hey, maybe you ought
to try to get back

to teaching German at night.

There's no money
in that.

[car horn honks]

What's happenin'?

It's Colonel Austin, commander
of Fort Colton, and his aides.

They're being flown down
to Washington on a transport.

I see.

Say, wouldn't an officer
in charge of the fort

have mobilization plans
for this area?

Oh, I guess he would.

I think I know
how to get $2,000.

What?

It's terrific.
It's daring.

What's daring?
What are you talking about?

I don't trust
that Schlager.

He'll not only
take the credit

but he'll probably gyp me
out of the money, too.

What money?

Money for
the mobilization plans.

But I won't give him
a chance to gyp me.

I'm going to write
to Germany directly.

That's what I'll do.

I hope I haven't forgotten that
woman's address in Scotland.

[doorbell rings]

Good morning,
Mrs. McLaughlin.

- Morning.
- Nice mail, as usual.

There's
an interesting stamp.

- Japanese, isn't it?
- Yes.

What is it, please?

You Mrs. McLaughlin?

- Yes.
- May we come in?

Why? Who are you?

British military intelligence.

You're under arrest.

(male narrator)
Because of
a postman's curiosity

British military intelligence

discovers Mrs. McLaughlin
is the European post office

for a Nazi spy ring

that spreads over
the whole world

and it finds a letter that
sends a British official

to the transatlantic telephone.

Yes.

And your Colonel Austin
is to be instructed to appear

at a secret emergency
staff meeting

and to bring with him
all mobilization

and coast defense plans.

Once in the room,
he's to be attacked.

Killed, if necessary.

And the plans stolen.

The letter is signed "Sword."

[dramatic music]

As soon as British military
intelligence called

we went to work trying
to find this fellow

who signed himself Sword.

Did you have
anything to go by?

- We thought so then.
- How long ago was that?

About three weeks ago.

Sword identified
himself in this letter

as a former army officer.

With important connections
at Monroe Field.

All right.
What then?

We went to work immediately.

Got a line on every officer
or person of any influence

at Monroe Field.

We did everything else we
could think of, but got nowhere.

That's why I'm asking the FBI
to take over this case.

We've got to find
this fellow Sword.

(male #1)
You see, that's a bit out
of our line, Major Williams.

As far as I know, the FBI

has never done
any counterespionage work.

Well, somebody's
got to do it. I can't.

The whole staff
of the United States

military intelligence service

in the New York area
consists of myself

and one assistant.

I don't suppose
the government thinks

the intelligence service is

very necessary in peacetimes.

That's what's so strange
about all of this.

You'd think from
the number of spies

they've been sending over here

that we're at war with Germany.

On the contrary, it looks more

as if Germany
were at war with us.

Nazi Bunds meeting
all over the nation

openly training men
for street fights

teaching them
how to use guns and bayonets.

The whole country's swamped
with Nazi propaganda

fresh from Germany.

Tie the two together.

It looks as if
the storm troopers

are training to finish off
what the propaganda starts.

It's a new kind of war

but it's still war.

Well, how does espionage
fit into that?

Well, uh, just look
at this letter.

The man who wrote this
is obviously a German

but he's not
a professional spy.

Well, we couldn't find
anything about him.

Well, perhaps you didn't look
in the right place.

Got any ideas, Renard?

Yes. I'd look into
every bund

and pro-Nazi organization
around these parts.

I told you I thought
this man is an amateur.

If he is,
why did he become a spy?

Well, because he's been
listening to speeches

and reading pamphlets

about Nazi Germany
and believing them.

Unfortunately, there are
thousands like him in America.

Half-witted,
hysterical crackpots

who go Hitler-happy

from overindulgence
in propaganda

that makes them believe
that they're supermen.

American Nazi organizations.

That's where we'll find your man
sword, Major Williams.

If we ever find him.

[bugle music]

[band music]

[crowd cheering]

(all)
Heil! Heil Heil Heil!

[indistinct shouts]

Attention!

Eyes right!

Up!

You see, this is the type
of German-American youth

we are striving to develop.

- Your name?
- Gottfried Simmons, sir.

- Rank?
- Squad leader.

Order service youth, troop C.

Do you subscribe
to the principles

of our glorious fuhrer?

- Heil Hitler.
- Heil Hitler.

- Very good.
- Thank you, sir.

Attention!

Eyes left!

Up!

What are the ideals
of German womanhood?

To be of service
to our fuhrer.

To be the custodian
of our children

until he should
call them to arms.

Very good.

No German abroad
may forget that he is

always and everywhere
a piece of Germany.

We must warn
the so-called democracies

that the fatherland
is not only ready

but strong enough to protect
Germans all over the world.

And to you, the national
socialist youth of America

I bring directly the hearty
greetings of our beloved fuhrer

Adolf Hitler.

Heil! Heil! Heil!

- [cheering]
- [whistle blows]

[drumbeats]

[band music]

My congratulations, Kranz.

It makes me feel
I'm really in Berlin.

You should begin to train them

with rifles
and revolvers, Kranz.

They are trained.

[instrumental music]

You can go in now.

Thank you. Come, Westphal.

Can you tell me
if Franz Schlager is here?

- Who wants to see him?
- Tell him Kurt Schneider.

Sit down, I'll let you know.

Tell Schlager there's
a Kurt Schneider out here.

Glass of beer.

I've been up all last night

getting this finished.

Man to see you.
His name is Schneider.

Who, Schneider?

- Tell him to wait.
- Yes, sir.

I told you, Helldorf
is one of our most capable men.

Now, with the Zenith
Munitions Corporation

in New Jersey.

You realize, gentlemen

there have been so many changes

in American anti-aircraft
guns since last year.

But I was first to work

on the ground-up helping them.

(Hintze)
Of course, you didn't construct
this at your factory.

No, I had to remember
each little part

as the work progressed.

I fit them all together
at home every night.

Excellent piece of workmanship.

(Helldorf)
And you will observe
the perfect timing

of the mechanism.

Constructed to exact scale.

Our air ministry will have
to express its appreciation

of American inventive genius.

Miss Kleinhauer,
I want you to be very careful

handling his model en route.

Don't worry, doctor

Hilda is absolutely trustworthy.

Schlager, when you
turn this over

to Captain-Lieutenant Straubel
in Hamburg

I want you to give due credit
to our friend Helldorf.

My sincere thanks, Herr doctor.

Now regarding you, Westphal.

Uh, Westphal is with the...
In Long Island.

I heard your plant
is turning out

a new-type supercharger
for pursuit ships.

Yes, we are.

How soon can we get
the blueprints?

I don't know.

They're very closely guarded.

It's very dangerous.

What's the matter
with you, Westphal?

- Are you afraid?
- Yes.

What if I should get caught?

You'll be properly protected.

But Dr. Kassell, I have a wife,

- two children.
- They should be proud of you.

But you don't understand.
They are Americans.

They'd consider me a traitor
instead of being proud.

Well, what do you want?
Come to the point.

Uh, I want to quit.

I want to wash my hands
of all this business.

Are you serious
about this statement, Westphal?

Well, I...

Now, Westphal,
have you ever heard

of an organization
known as the Gestapo?

Gestapo?

I think, gentlemen,
we don't need to be concerned

about our friend Westphal.

No. Of course not.

I don't know.

I didn't know what I was saying.

No, of course you didn't.

I really didn't mean
anything by it.

I'm very sorry.

Quite all right.

We'll forget it this time.

Here, have a beer.

Thank you.

Schlager, you may inform
Captain-Lieutenant Straubel

that you have the blueprints

not later than
by your next trip.

I will, Herr Doctor.

That man Schneider
is still here.

He asked me to remind you.

Oh, yes, I'm coming.
Excuse me, gentlemen.

Where is he?

He's sitting over there,
Herr Schlager.

- You wanted to see me?
- Yes, I...

I wanted to know if Schuler
gave you any message for me.

Well, you have
your instructions already.

Yes, but I thought
he might have given you

a personal message for me.

An answer to the letter
I wrote him.

- You wrote him a letter?
- Yes, to his Scotland address.

Quiet.

What will it be, Herr Schlager?

- Two beers.
- Yes, sir.

Be more discreet mentioning
names in public places.

What was your letter about?

It was a scheme I worked out.

It could hold up
the mobilization schedules

and coast defense plans.

By kidnapping a certain
important army officer.

Kidnap?

Here you are.

Thank you.

Well, did you get to him?

No, I didn't even start.

I was waiting to hear from...

Well, you know, to get his okay

and how much they'd paid for it.

Always worrying about money.

Don't you see?
My wife is going to have a baby.

I've got to get some real money.

Then you better forget
these crazy schemes

about kidnapping

and concentrate
on our instructions.

For instance, we could use
some American passports.

- Passports?
- Yes. We need them

for our agents
going to South America.

You mean blank passports?

Any kind, old ones, expired ones

we'll fix 'em up, only, get some

we'll pay you $5 extra
for each one.

Now remember, I expect something
for that $50 a month.

- Sure.
- Bye, Schneider.

[telephone ringing]

Passport division,
Harrison speaking.

Yes.

Who?

Harold Mitchell,
undersecretary of state.

Yes, I'm here in New York.

It's a confidential trip.

Now there's something
quite important.

I need 35 blank passports

delivered to me immediately here

at the Hotel Atlanta
as quickly as possible.

Mr. Harold Mitchell, yes.

Hotel Atlanta.

But Mr. Mitchell, this is
rather an unusual request.

I'm afraid I'll have
to check back with you.

I have no time to waste.

This is state department
business!

Send those passports
over immediately!

I want those delivered
in half an hour at the latest!

Yes, Mr. Mitchell,
I'll... send them right over.

Hello?

Extension 615.

Passport division?

Uh, this is Mr. Mitchell again.

I've just decided,
if it's too much trouble

I'll get those passports
in Washington myself tomorrow.

Oh, it's perfectly all right,
Mr. Mitchell, no trouble at all.

I'll have those passports
delivered for you

in half an hour.

Yes, Hotel Atlanta.

No trouble at all.

Goodbye, sir.

Get me the police department.
The alien squad.

Yes.

Can I help you, sir?

Why, yes, I was just
wondering if, uh...

[telephone rings]

Excuse me.

Hotel Atlanta,
room clerk speaking.

Yes, sir, I understand exactly.

Just a second, I'll see.

No. No, I'm afraid
he hasn't arrived yet.

All right.

As you were saying?

Yes, I was just
wondering if, uh,

if you had a Pennsylvania
rail road time schedule.

You'll find one
at the porter's desk

the other end of the lobby.

- Thank you.
- All right.

Boy?

Operator?

Give me Western Union.

You want us to pick it up
at the Hotel Atlanta?

And where should
we send the package?

To our own office
at Grand Central Station.

Same name?

Thank you, Mr. Mitchell.

Have you a package
for Mr. Harold Mitchell?

- Yes.
- We're instructed to deliver it

to our Grand Central office.

Just a minute.

There's a Western Union
boy outside.

He's to deliver the package
to the Western Union office

at Grand Central Station.

- Let him have it.
- All right.

(Helen)
Kurt? Kurt, for heaven's sakes,
it's 1 o'clock.

You gonna stay up all night?

Go on to sleep
and leave me alone.

Hello?

Western Union Grand Central?

You have a package
for Mr. Mitchell?

Will you please send it
to your Varick Street office?

I'll pick it up tomorrow.

Well, yes, Mr. Mitchell.

Yes, thank you, sir.

- Where did he say?
- To our Varick Street office.

Thank you. Come on, Fred.

To the Queen's Tavern
on Walker Street.

Yes, Mr. Mitchell,
I'll have a boy there

with your package right away.

Yes, thank you.

Queen's Tavern on Walker Street.

[horn honking]

[horn honking]

Eh, shine, buddy?
Here, get a shine!

Oh, would you like a shine?

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, Mister,
I'm gonna shine you.

Hey, would you like a shine?

[indistinct chatter]

(kid)
Please, it's a very good shine.

Ah, geez!

[car engine revving]

(kid)
Hey, buddy, let's have
the other one.

Hey, what's the matter with you?
I ain't done yet.

- Finished?
- Yep.

- You're all good now, bud.
- Say, uh,

there's a package for me
across the street in the tavern.

Run over there
and pick it up for me.

There might be a small charge.
Here's $2.

Tell them it's for Mr. Mitchell.

Oh.

Here's your package, mister.

- Okay.
- There's 40 cents change here.

- Keep it.
- Thanks.

Just a minute, Mr. Mitchell.
We wanna talk to you.

- What about?
- About this package.

But why? Why is he arrested?

He never does anything
but sit around the house

all day and think.

I knew something
like this would happen

- sooner or later.
- Nothing in there, Mac.

I told you there was nothing
there. Where is he? Tell me

- what you've arrested him for.
- Here's something, Fred.

What is it? What is it
you're searching for?

You got no right
coming around here

in the middle of the night
disturbing people.

Mrs. Schneider, has your husband
ever been connected

with buying or selling furs?

No, of course not.
What gave you that idea?

Never mind.
Sorry we disturbed you.

Goodnight, Mrs. Schneider.

This is the letter the British
Military Intelligence

took from Mary McLaughlin

and this is the one you found
in Schneider's apartment.

- Is that right?
- Yes, Mr. Renard, that's right.

All right. Thank you.

Uh, bring Schneider in.

[indistinct chatter]

Why am I dragged
from place to place

hotels, police departments,
state department?

I'm an American citizen.
I insist on my rights!

I've told you all I know.
I will not be third-degreed!

Sit down, Schneider.

Sit down.

All right, Phillips.

Smoke?

Don't worry.
There's no third degree

with the Federal Bureau
of Investigation.

It's too bad.

What's too bad?

I'm astonished at you, Schneider.

You keep sticking to that story.

A man asked you
to pick up that package

a man you never saw before.

It's true, that's all I know.

(Renard)
I expected more of you.

It's the sort of story
we hear every day

the usual, obvious alibi
of nitwits and common crooks.

From a man of your caliber

I would expect something ingenious

cleverly contrived.

Now look, Schneider.

I'm one of the oldest
operators of the FBI.

I've had to deal
with the most dangerous

criminals in America.

Hijackers, kidnappers, smugglers

the most cunning
international brains.

And now, I am privileged
to investigate the case

of one of the most
famous German spies in America.

A spy who's shown
tremendous daring

imagination, ingenuity

and yet who insists
on pretending to be

nothing but a stupid fool.

I don't understand it.

You, whose brain conceived
and planned

the kidnapping
of Colonel Austin--

- Wha--
- Sit down, Sword.

Sword?

Why do you call me that?

Oh, we've been reading
Mary McLaughlin's correspondence

between Germany
and America for months.

You, you read her mail?

That's how we got your letter
about hijacking

the mobilization plans
from Colonel Austin.

But how did you know
that the plans

would be there
just at that time?

Well, I figured it out.

It wasn't such
a bad idea, was it?

Oh, on the contrary,
an excellent one

if it hadn't been
for our interference.

Judging from your records

you've had a most
extraordinary career.

No, go on. Help yourself.

Shortly after you arrived
from Germany

you enlisted in the army.

One year and eight months later,
you deserted.

Arrested, you served
four months and five days

- in federal military prison.
- Correct.

After your release
you deserted again

this time embezzling
company funds.

Oh...

I couldn't stand
those brass hats

ordering me around.

(Renard)
So you decided
to take up the career

of a German espionage agent.

Correct.

But tell me,
how did you happen to know

that the Nazis
wanted spies over here?

Well, they've got
hundreds of spies here.

You know that, Mr. Renard.

Oh, yes, of course,
but how did you know?

Why, everybody
in the bunds knows that.

(male narrator)
For hours, Renard caters

to Schneider's inflated vanity

skillfully leading him on

to give an account
of his meetings

with Nazi spy contacts

of his success in obtaining

secret military information

of his brilliant plot
to kidnap Colonel Austin

of his wonderful plan
to obtain blank passports.

Many years' experience
in dealing

with every variety
of criminal mentality

enables Renard to be positive
that his present suspect

is a fairly common type
of egomaniac

one whose feeling of superiority

to the general run of mankind

is the direct cause
of criminal tendencies

one who can never be coerced
into making a confession

but who can be flattered
into it.

And so Renard continues praising
Schneider agreeing with him

pretending to consider him
a mastermind

until a full confession
of Schneider's activities

as a Nazi spy
has been extracted.

Oh, by the way we didn't
quite cover the point

of how you obtained the Z code.

Mr. Renard, I am terribly tired.

Come on. We know
you didn't get it by yourself.

Well, a friend of mine

a man I had working for me

but I don't want to
drag him into it.

Uh, was it the man
who lives with you?

Private Werner Renz?

Yes.

And the names of the man
and woman

who contacted you?

- Hilda Kleinhauer.
- And the man?

Mr. Renard, y-you are putting me
in an awkward spot--

Now, don't worry.
You have nothing to fear.

What's his name?

Schlager.

Franz Schlager.

Where can I find them?

I don't know, but every time
the boat docks, they show up.

What boat?

The Bismarck.

[instrumental music]

Private Renz?

- Yes, sir?
- Are you Werner Renz?

- Yes, sir.
- You're under arrest.

(male narrator)
New York Harbor,
Washington's birthday, 1938.

German steamship Bismarck

makes its routine
stop at quarantine

taking aboard
the usual government

customs,
and immigration officials.

But today, the customary staff
includes two men

who do not disclose
their identity

to the ship's officers.

Here are the crew lists, gentlemen.

Thank you. We'll check
their landing passes.

Thank you.

Get your landing passes ready!

- Hans Wiener.
- Yes, sir.

Ludwig Klausner.

- Ludwig Klausner!
- Yes, sir!

(male #2)
Heinrich Dempke.

(crew)
Here, sir.

(male #2)
Haslum Phelan.

Uh, Franz Schlager. Did he sail?

Franz Schlager. He didn't sail?

No, Mr. Chambers.
He isn't aboard.

Why not? Any particular reason?

No, no, nothing, sir,
just that he's on leave.

I see. Thank you.

(male #2)
Hilda Kleinhauer!

Is this your first trip?

No, sir.

All right.
Thank you, Miss Kleinhauer.

Arnold Eppendauer.

(crew)
Yes, sir.

Should we pick her up now?

No, we'll get her in port.

[foghorn blaring]

- Hilda Kleinhauer?
- Yes?

Would you come with us, please?

Why? Who are you?

United States
government officers

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

What do you want from me?
What is it?

I have never done anything

against the United States government.

That's just what we want
to determine, Miss Kleinhauer.

(Renard)
Why didn't Schlager
sail on this trip?

I will complain
to my German consul.

Let me go back
to my ship, please.

I tell you,
I don't know Schlager.

But he's a regular member
of the crew.

Maybe, but the Bismarck's
a big boat.

There are hundreds in the crew.

How about Kurt Schneider?

Kurt Schneider? No.

Please, I am telling you

you have me confused
with someone else.

You visited
Schneider's apartment

together with Schlager
on January 14th.

You were present
while they were discussing

their espionage plans.

You saw Schlager
receive an envelope

containing military information.

You put that envelope
in your purse.

You left about 7:30.

It's not true. It's all a lie.

I advise you to tell the truth,
Miss Kleinhauer.

I do not know
what you are talking about.

I'm talking about a man
you work with called Schlager

the man you both contacted
called Kurt Schneider.

I do not know
any Kurt Schneider.

You have invented him.
There is nobody like him!

Hello, Miss Kleinhauer.

Who is this woman, Schneider?

Hilda Kleinhauer.
She's Schlager's assistant.

On January 14,
did she visit your apartment

- together with Schlager?
- Correct.

(Renard)
You gave Schlager
military information

to take to Germany?

- Correct.
- Did you see her put

those papers in her handbag?

- Correct.
- Thank you. That's all.

Well, as you've seen,
Miss Kleinhauer

I haven't invented
any of this at all.

You still deny any knowledge
of espionage activities?

- I do.
- Then surely you won't object

to our examining your luggage
aboard the Bismarck

just as a matter of formality.

No, I do not object.

Go ahead, examine it.

Then will you be good enough
to write a letter

to the purser instructing him
to deliver your bags to us?

- No, I will not.
- All right.

Then I'll merely have a warrant
issued for their seizure.

- You can do that?
- Oh, naturally.

New York Harbor's
still very much

a part of the United States.

Well, uh, all right. I...

I will give you the note

but you will find nothing there.

I am very sorry, gentlemen,
how am I to know Miss Kleinhauer

really wrote this note?
Pardon me.

You could have found it somewhere.

No, we didn't find it.

Oh, excuse me, please.
I-I didn't know.

All right, Heiser,
show these gentlemen

to Miss Kleinhauer's quarters.

This way, please, gentlemen.

Thank you.

Hello? Give me
the Cafe Nuremberg, quick.

This your briefcase?

Yes.

You still don't know
any Karl Schlager

- or Kurt Schneider?
- No.

Both of them
perfect strangers to you?

Yes. I keep telling you
I don't know any Franz Schlager.

Oh, just a minute.

You said Franz Schlager.

How do you know
his name is Franz?

I, uh, you said it
yourself just now.

No, I said Karl Schlager,
not Franz.

And if I said
the wrong name, so?

No, you said the right name.
It is Franz Schlager.

Well, you've got me
all mixed up.

Well, that was my intention.

Uh, by the way, have you
a permit to take this money

- out of Germany?
- No.

I understand
it's a crime frequently

punishable by death
to smuggle money out of Germany.

I did not smuggle it out.

My government gave me
that money to deliver--

To deliver?

To whom?

I-I forgot.

Please, please,
why don't you let me go?

I have nothing more to say.

I tell you, I'm innocent.

Let me go back to my ship.

What about this?

Somebody put them there
in my bag.

Have you the key
to these code letters?

- No.
- But you can decode them,

- can't you?
- No, no, I can't.

I never saw them before.

Go through the lining.

Look in those perfume bottles.

Phillips, search every one
of those dressers.

You have no right. My German
consul will protect me!

Here's something, Mr. Renard,
I found it in the clock.

(Hilda)
It's not mine. I-I don't know
anything about it.

(Renard)
Perhaps not.

I demand to go back to my ship!

Miss Kleinhauer, I'm afraid
it's gonna be a long time

before you can return
to your ship.

You may not realize it

but you're in a very serious predicament.

The only way you can help
yourself is to help us.

Well...

what do you want me to do?

(Renard)
I want you to decode
these letters immediately.

[door buzzer buzzes]

Dr. Kassell, please.

I'm sorry. You can't see
the doctor now.

It's after office hours,
and he's very tired.

Oh, I believe Dr. Kassell
will see me.

What is your name, please?

Edward Renard.
Federal Bureau of Investigation.

What do you want
to see the doctor about?

Oh, just tell him I'm here.
He'll see me.

Just a second please.

There are two men
to see you, doctor.

They say they are from the
Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Here now?

Did you tell them I was in?

- Yes, doctor, I--
- Oh.

- When I leave, let them in.
- Yes, doctor.

Hello.

Cafe Nuremberg. Otto.

Get him for me at once.

It's very important.

Otto. Listen...

Yes.

Yes, I'll stop by sometime later
and have a look at it. Yes.

He should feel much better
after his medicine, yes.

All right. Goodbye.

Good evening, gentlemen.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

You wish to see me?

Yes. Your nurse told you?

Yes, gentlemen.
What can I do for you?

I just saw your
commission outside, doctor.

You're a reserve officer
in the United States Navy?

Yes, sir, I am.

And one of the most active officers

- of the German-American Bund.
- That's right.

That makes you keep constantly

in close touch with Germany,
doesn't it?

Well, naturally.

I'm very devoted
to my fatherland.

But I'm an American citizen first.

Uh, doctor, I wonder
if you'd give us the liberty

of examining your office?
Unless of course you wish

to insist upon a warrant?

No, no. Not at all.
I have nothing to conceal.

Thank you. All right, Phillips.

Oh, by the way, do you happen
to know Franz Schlager?

No, sir. I do not.

Hilda Kleinhauer?

No, sir.

Oh, uh, do you mind?

- No. Please, go ahead.
- Thank you.

Oh, very interesting.

- Biographies, eh?
- Mm-hm.

Some of the most important men
in America.

Yes, sir.

Finance, mining,
theater, doctors,

statesmen, lawyers
all classified

according to blood and race.

Yes, I see.

Do you find it
at all interesting?

Oh, I do. Especially your own
personal remarks on each case.

They aren't exactly flattering.

Well, naturally
they are not.

Traced back to the third
and fourth generation.

It's all done
to preserve Americanism.

It's a very thorough research,
don't you think?

Oh, yes. Your research
is thorough enough

but your facts
seem to be all wrong.

The story'd fit
Nazi prejudice.

Oh, uh, doctor

you wouldn't exactly
describe this type of research

as the essence
of Americanism, would you?

I would. Precisely.

In fact,
it is as a loyal American

that I am collecting
this information

since I am convinced

that certain subversive elements
must be removed

from our American life

before they totally corrupt

and destroy
our cherished democracy.

Your democracy?

Well, I don't know
how you personally feel

about these things,
Mr. Renard

but surely you
must be aware

of the insidious
international conspiracy

of desperate,
subhuman criminals

greedy for world power.

It is obvious that these
criminals need to be removed

from public life

before they are prepared
to throw

the entire world
into flames.

Careful, doctor,

you might have burned yourself.

Oh.

I'm so sorry.

An accident.

That's quite alright, doctor.

Mr. Renard, you are
wasting your time.

I know absolutely nothing
about any spy plan

nor about those code symbols
on the matchbook there.

My only contact with Schlager

was for delivery
of propaganda information.

To Dr. Paul Joseph Goebbels

head of the German ministry
of propaganda.

Yet this information
was proved to be delivered

to Captain-Lieutenant
Wilhelm Straubel

of the German naval intelligence.

But I'm not concerned
with the mechanics

of how my material
reached Dr. Goebbels.

And you deny
that you know Hilda Kleinhauer

Schlager's assistant.

I never saw her
in all my life.

But you admit
that you saw Schlager?

Under the circumstances
I just told you.

Not as a spy.

And this, uh,
Hilda Kleinhauer.

rather attractive girl.

Reddish hair,
dark eyes...

I'm certain I never saw
the girl you speak of.

I-I don't know
any such person.

(Renard)
Come in, Miss Kleinhauer.

Can you identify
this gentleman?

Yes. Dr. Kassell.

Is he the same man
who gave you

packages of spy information
for delivery to

Captain-Lieutenant
Wilhelm Straubel?

Yes. He is.

It's a lie.
It's not true.

It is true, Dr. Kassell.

I gave you nothing,
I never saw you before.

It is no use, doctor.

They have the codes,
the letters.

Everything about you, too.

Well, what do you say, doctor?

Uh...

Let me see, now.

Oh, yes, yes,
I-I remember her now.

She came to my office once
or twice with Schlager, but

but it was not military
information I gave him

it was merely
propaganda material.

Tell the truth!

It was only propaganda material
I gave Schlager.

No, doctor, I saw it.

You gave Schlager
military information.

You stupid cow.

- How do you dare--
- Sit down, Dr. Kassell.

Alright, Miss Kleinhauer,
thank you very much.

Now, uh, about
this military information

that you gave
Franz Schlager.

I am not a fool,
Mr. Renard.

Merely because
that stupid girl lied to you.

That information concerned
only the enemies of our party

and our fuhrer.

Your fuhrer?

I thought you said
you were a loyal American.

I am.

Sort of a contradiction
in terms, isn't it?

Loyalty to your fuhrer,
loyalty to America?

It may be to you.

You don't understand.

Well, frankly,
doctor, I don't.

[phone rings]

Hello. Yes.

Traced him
to the Hotel Olympic.

The register for the last year
was signed four times.

Twice in December.

No, not alone.

Uh, have photostatic prints
made immediately.

Yes, I'll be there.

Oh, until late tonight.

Uh, Dr. Kassell.

You were once president
of The Friends of New Germany

before it became
the German-American Bund

by order
of the Nazi Government.

Yes, I was.

But that's no violation
of the law.

Oh, certainly not.
I was just inquiring.

By the way, when did your wife
sail for Europe last year?

In December.

And while you were
a bachelor

you lived constantly
at your apartment?

Of course.
My office is adjoining.

You never went
to a hotel?

No.

Yet, on the register

of the Hotel Olympic

your name appears
on four different occasions

while your wife
was away in Europe.

How, how do you know that?

We make it our business
to know

everything there is to know
about a man

before we bring him
in for questioning.

What do you want from me?

I want you to tell me
all you know

about the German spy organization

in this country.

Alright.

I'll tell you what I know.

But remember,
I am no spy.

I only know these people
because they carried

propaganda material for me.

(Renard) In short, Dr. Kassell,
the German-American Bunds

are indirectly connected

through the ministry
of propaganda

with the ministry of war

and the military naval intelligence.

A network
of interchangeable propaganda

and espionage channels.

Well, now it's beginning
to make some sense.

And just how extensive

is this spy network, doctor?

They have spies stationed
in all of the navy yards

in Brooklyn, in Philadelphia,

in Newport News.

There are German agents

in the aeroplane
and munitions factories

at Bristol, Seattle,

Boston, Buffalo.

There's a spy base
in Montreal, Canada.

The chief United States inspector

in one of your factories

turning out
secret aeroplane parts

is a German spy.

I want specific names
and addresses

all the details.

Could I stop
for a few minutes, please?

I'm-I'm very tired.

Oh, certainly.
Perhaps some coffee?

Thank you.

Bring up some coffee
and sandwiches.

Go ahead, doctor.

- Here he is.
- Sit down.

Oh.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Good evening, doctor.

What happened, Karl?

Yes, what happened, doctor?

Nothing serious.
Nothing important.

They merely heard
I was active in the bund

so they asked me a lot
of silly questions.

What about Kleinhauer
and Schneider?

Did they connect you
with them?

How they tried.

But I denied I had
ever seen them before.

You told them
nothing else?

If I had,
would I be here, free?

I resent such insinuations, Hintze.

Karl, you are sure
there is no danger?

Oh, absurd.

There isn't
the slightest danger.

I assure you gentlemen,
none of us

has anything to fear,
none of us.

I hope so, for your sake.

Goodnight, doctor.

And keep in close touch
with us.

Come on, Hans.

I will.

Goodnight, gentlemen.

(Lisa)
Goodnight. And thank you.

Tell me, Karl.
What really happened?

Trying to frighten me
with their insinuations.

But, Karl, how did they happen
to let you go?

- Hintze and Wildebrandt?
- Yes.

- You two are under arrest.
- What does it mean? What for?

Violation of the United States
espionage laws.

- Kassell! He betrayed us.
- Get 'em in the car, come on.

[engine rumbling]

They think they can play
cat and mouse with me.

What if they should manage
to get out somehow?

Don't worry.

I am working very close

with United States government.

Now, they'll keep me informed
of all developments.

Don't worry, Lisa.

I know exactly what I'm doing.

(male narrator)
A federal dragnet

is thrown out immediately

working at top speed
in an effort

to round up
every possible suspect

connected
with the startling Nazi network

it has its agents operating
on a nationwide scale.

Walter Westphal?

- Yes.
- You're under arrest.

Come on.

(male narrator) Nazi agents,
operating as mechanics

machinists, engineers
and technicians

ferreting into vital secrets

of the United States defense.

- Helldorf?
- Yes.

We're from the Federal Bureau
of Investigation.

Come on.

[instrumental music]

Instruct all agents aboard
German ships en route America

extreme caution
until further notice.

Wire Schlager leaving Munich
to report here at once.

Have Gestapo
instruct New York agents

to protect all witnesses
and defendants.

Curious, how many arrests
they have been able to make

after Dr. Kassell
was questioned.

I suggest we have him
come over here immediately.

- What if he'll refuse?
- Let him refuse.

Have Gestapo bring Dr. Kassell
to Germany as soon as possible.

An urgent message
from the general staff, sir.

Thank you.

(male narrator)
March 13, 1938.

Helpless Austria, deprived
of her democratic strength

makes one last futile attempt
at freedom

through democratic plebiscite.

But Nazi Fuhrer Adolf Hitler
does not wait

for certain defeat
at the polls.

Defying a lethargic world,
Nazi troops invade the republic

on the pretext
of maintaining order

and annex Austria
to the German Reich.

(man on radio)
Vienna, Germany.

Authoritative reports
reveal a reign of terror

looting and suicide

in the old, gay city
of the beautiful Danube.

Major Emil Fey, former
vice chancellor, a suicide.

Friedrich Reilinger,
eminent Catholic leader

and daughter, both suicides.

Veteran Neustadter Sturmer,
Dr. Otto Russo

Egon Friedel

Dr. Otto Luhr,
1936 Nobel prize winner

suicide victims of Nazi terror.

Keep tuned to this station
for further news.

Karl, it's, oh,
it's unbelievable.

[indistinct]

So gay and lightheart--

Erika, let's not
worry about all that now.

What I ask you
is much more important to me.

But, Karl,
it will require so much money.

I have sufficient money
for a long time.

And don't forget,
I'm an able physician.

I can make a new home
and a good living anywhere.

No, Karl. You go alone.

[phone rings]

Hello. No.

Dr. Kassell
is not home yet.

Who's calling, please?

Oh, how do you do,
Mr. Renard?

They are released on bail?

Oh, how dreadful.

Very dangerous.

And will you
also tell him

that I advise moving
to a hotel at once?

Well, uh, preferably
to my own hotel

where I can be personally
responsible for his safety.

Yes, I'll tell him,
Mr. Renard.

Thank you very much.
I'll tell him.

Goodbye.

[door opens]

Good evening.
Any news, Lisa?

Karl, where have you
been all day?

- With Renard.
- With Renard? Were you?

Yes, just left him.

Had a long talk with him
a little while ago.

A little while ago?

Lisa, he tells me I'm in
a very serious predicament

and that I must leave town
at once

go away on a trip.

For... for how long?

Oh, indefinitely.

At least until
this investigation blows over.

In any case, I will let you know
wherever I stop

and after a few weeks
I send for you.

Karl, that's not true.

- Oh, Lisa.
- You're lying.

You want to go away
with that woman.

Don't be a fool. You don't
realize how serious this is.

It's that woman
you want to go with

you want to desert me,
you want to leave me alone.

Oh, stop it,
Lisa, please.

[phone rings]

Yes?

Who?

Yes, I'll tell the doctor.

- Yes.
- Who was that?

Karl, listen to me.
Take me along with you.

I know it's dangerous
for you here.

But you can't
leave me alone

- I am not young anymore.
- I am not leaving you.

I tell you, I'll send for you
in two or three weeks.

- Be sensible.
- I won't give you up, Karl.

I won't let that woman
ruin my life

after all these years together.

- Take me with you.
- No.

Don't be a fool.
I am leaving alone.

Who telephoned now?

It was Muller.

Fritz Muller?
His wife again?

Yes, she's very ill.

You must go over
at once.

Oh, it's you, doctor.

Come in.

I'm glad you got
here so quickly.

What happened
to your wife, Muller?

She seemed to be getting
so much better, yesterday.

Well, I don't know, doctor.

Tonight, after dinner,
she started complaining.

- I see.
- I really couldn't tell you

what's the matter with her.

Well, where is
your wife, Muller?

Where is she...

How did you get...

What are you doing here?

Our government was kind enough
to furnish bond for us.

You overlooked the fact,
Dr. Kassell

that American laws
are very generous to prisoners.

Well, I'm very glad
to see you free.

You are?

Well, of course, but...
Why this deception?

Why didn't you
come to my house instead?

We didn't want to disturb you,
Dr. Kassell

as we did once before.

Well,
what do you want from me?

Dr. Kassell, you are going back

to Germany tonight.

To Germany?

What is this?
A trap?

Let me out of here
at once!

What?

Listen.

You know I can't go back.

I-I'll pay you anything,
I have money.

Please.
Please, give me another chance.

Please.
I'll do anything you say.

I promise you, I-I'll do
anything you want me to do

I really didn't know
what I was doing.

Informer.

No, no, I will not
go back to Germany.

They'll put me
in a concentration camp.

They'll torture me!

They will, doctor.

Please, I'll give you
everything I have.

I am a rich man.
Take it all.

Please, let me go.

Please. Please.

- Please.
- Go ahead, Wildebrandt.

No! Don't! Don't!

Let's get him
to the boat.

[dramatic music]

He went alone to see this
patient in Greenwich Village?

No, I went with him.

What happened then?

On the way back,
he decided to stop off

and visit a friend
who's leaving on the Bismarck.

- What time was that?
- About one o'clock.

And yet you didn't
notify us until this morning.

I was not worried
until this morning.

Many times, he does not
come home until very late.

Have you any reason
for wanting your husband

to go back to Germany?

I love my husband.

I want him to be
where it is best for him.

Order a coast guard seaplane.

Radio up on
the captain of the Bismarck

to stand by
to surrender Kassell.

I'll be at the airport
in 30 minutes.

Yes?

Captain Richter speaking.

What?

Department of Justice?

Yes. I'll see.
Just a moment, please.

They're askin' for that man.

Tell them that you refuse

to stop the ship
on the high seas

as the weather is bad

and you will endanger the lives
of the passengers.

Hello. New York?

All ready, Mr. Renard.

Thank you.

Mr. Renard! Mr. Renard!

- What is it?
- Your office just called.

The captain of the Bismarck
refuses to surrender your man.

He says it's unsafe to stop
the ship on the high seas.

I see.

Phillips, call
the state department right away.

Have them cable the United
States Consul in Cherbourg

to pick up Kassell
when the Bismarck docks there.

- Right.
- Thank you.

(male narrator) Acting on
orders from the Gestapo

ship's officials refused
to surrender

Dr. Kassell at Cherbourg.

And when the Bismarck
docks in Germany

this time the delegation
to welcome Kassell

consists of
Captain-Lieutenant Straubel

a squad of black-shirted SS men

and a Dr. Krogman

one of the many legal advisers

attached
to the German foreign ministry.

Why am I treated like this?

I haven't done anything.
I-I...

I can explain.
I must be given a hearing.

There's nothing to be
alarmed about, Dr. Kassell.

We do not intend
to harm you.

You don't intend
to harm me?

On the contrary

we'll take
very good care of you.

All we ask
is that you publicly deny

any incriminating statements
you may have made.

Is... is that all?

One more thing.

Dr. Krogman
is leaving on this ship

for New York tomorrow.

'He will have an American
attorney come to Germany'

'to take down
a deposition from you.'

You will charge
the FBI agents

with using coercion
and intimidation

forcing you to sign
a false confession.

I see.
Yes, you are right.

That's what they did.
They tortured me.

Yes, of course.

And you will swear to it.

I swear to everything.

Will I be able to go now?

Not yet.

You will be held
on a technical charge

of entering Germany
without a passport.

Is that correct,
Dr. Krogman?

Yes.

For how long?

A week. Perhaps two.

When you are released, however

it does not mean that you are
free to leave the country.

I-I understand.

So you see, Dr. Kassell?

You have nothing
to worry about

for the present.

I see.

Go ahead, Dr. Kassell.

(Krogman) I demand that you
release this Kleinhauer woman

at once.

You've only recently
arrived from Germany

- haven't you, Dr. Krogman?
- Yes.

Well, just what
is your official status?

My credentials
are available.

I didn't come here
to discuss them.

I demand again
that this woman be released.

Well, you make this demand

in the name
of the German government?

Absolutely.

Your government assumes full
responsibility for this woman?

Yes, as it does
for any German citizen.

And furthermore,
unless she's promptly released

serious difficulties

affecting the relations
of our two countries

can be expected.

Dr. Krogman, I have no authority
to release this woman.

Also, I would like
to remind you

that this is
the United States of America.

We don't know what to do
with ultimatums here.

You'll see someone
in the state department.

Perhaps they will
be able to help you.

I want it to be a matter
of record that I warned you.

Yes, it's a matter
of record.

You may rest assured
that--

Show the gentleman out, please.

My government
will hear of this.

Goodbye,
Dr. Krogman.

Is he crazy?

Doesn't he realize
the German government

practically
admits complicity

by openly defending
Hilda Kleinhauer?

And furthermore,
I warned them

of serious international repercussions

unless she is
immediately released.

Yes.

Yes?

Yes.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Yes, Your Excellency.
You, you are absolutely right.

I only thought it...
Yes, your...

I-I mean, no, Your Excellency.

Yes, Your Excellency.
I understand perfectly.

The government does not wish
to be identified with this case.

I will find a lawyer
who has never been identified

with the German government
to defend Hilda Kleinhauer.

Yes, Your Excellency.

Yes, Your Excellency.

[door unlocks]

Thank you.

How do you do,
Miss Kleinhauer?

I'm Krogman.
Dr. Julius Krogman.

Will you please sit down?

I am to obtain an attorney
for you. Now, don't worry.

No jury will convict you
when you tell them

how you were terrorized
into signing a false confession.

- But I--
- No sleep for days, no food.

Promises of release
if you signed.

Every despicable trick of
the most barbarous third degree

was used on you until you had
no strengths left to resist.

- But that is not--
- I know you're afraid to speak.

You needn't be now.
Tell the truth.

That is your defense,
you understand?

And the truth is
that you were forced

into signing a false confession

dictated to you
by the FBI

You will make sure your attorney
understands this.

- Do you think it will work?
- Shh!

Be careful of
your choice of words!

You mean to say,
"Will the truth save you?"

- I say it will.
- Then when will I be released?

Immediately
after the trial.

Why must I stay here
until then?

My bail isn't much.
The German government--

Miss Kleinhauer
please bear this in mind.

The German government has
nothing whatsoever to do

with yours
or anyone else's activity.

Well, goodbye, Miss Kleinhauer.
Thank you very much.

[door closes]

Yes. I see.

What are you going to do?

Answer all questions
and tell the truth.

- Now go on home, dear.
- Oh, please, I want to wait.

You can't wait
in the witness room.

It'll only make me nervous
to have you waiting

around the corridors.
Please go on.

I'll come home
as soon as I can.

Alright.
Goodbye, dear.

Goodbye, Anna.
And don't worry.

[indistinct chatter]

[intense music]

Hello. Coast guard?

Uh, what time did the Donstadt
sail last night?

Oh, thank you.

Put in a call to Washington, the
state department, right away.

(male narrator) The state
department instructs

the United States Ambassador

to Great Britain to make every
effort to take Westphal off

the Donstadt when she
docks at Southampton.

You gentlemen are from
the United States embassy?

Yes. We've come to get
Mr. Westphal.

I'm sorry, but Mr. Westphal
is very ill.

You refuse to comply
with the request

of the United States government
concerning an American citizen?

Not at all,
Mr. Westphal has the right

to do what he wishes,
but he is very ill.

- Could we see him?
- Certainly. This way, please.

Please leave me alone.

I told you I can't go
with you.

I'm very, very sick.

Can't-can't you see?

But you realize the government
asked you to return

only to finish
your testimony.

I'm very, very sick,
don't you understand?

I can't leave the boat.

I'm very sick.

Yes, very sick.

Please go away.

[dramatic music]

Your Honor,

Mr. Foreman

ladies and gentlemen
of the jury

you have been selected to
determine the guilt or innocence

of 18 individuals
accused of violating

the espionage laws
of the United States of America.

four of these eighteen are
in custody

at the present time.

The defendants Kurt Schneider,
twice a deserter

from the United States Army,
Werner Renz

private in
the united states air corps

Hilda Kleinhauer,
former beauty operator

on the steamship Bismarck

and Max Helldorf,
technician employed by

the Zenith Munitions Corporation
of New Jersey.

In simple language,
the indictment means

that this group of defendants

conspired to secure
secret information

about our national defense

and to transmit this information
to the advantage

of a foreign government,
namely Germany.

[crowd clamoring]

Order! Order!

Order! Order!

I wish to make it perfectly
clear that this conspiracy

was conceived in
and operated directly by

the present
German government.

[crowd clamoring]

Order!

I shall request the public

to refrain from
any demonstration

of emotion or partiality

in this court of justice.

Proceed.

It has been suggested
that the roles

of these four defendants

are inconsequential.

That is true.

But therein lies
their precise value.

They are persons
of unimportance.

They have been but little cogs
in the vast

and intricate machine

a worldwide spy network
whose organized efficiency

leaps all oceans
and boundaries

a vicious network

whose complex
fabric weaves inevitably

through the naval
intelligence offices

in Bremen and Hamburg

through many German-American
organizations here

through the war and propaganda
ministries in Berlin

through the inner sanctums

of present Germany's

highest officialdom.

(male narrator) Nuremburg,
Germany, September 12

addressing 180,000
Nazi party leaders

Fuhrer Adolf Hitler whips them
into maniacal frenzy

hurling war threats
and ultimatums

against all democracies

and their last Central European

Bulwark, Czechoslovakia.

Resorting to its favorite
device of stirring up

racial prejudices
and national hatreds

fomenting riots and disorder

the Nazi juggernaut sets
the stage for Hitler's invasion

again on the pretext
of restoring order.

The democratic republic
of Czechoslovakia

modeled on the constitution
of the United States

starts its tragic journey
toward oblivion

by falling into the hands

of the new master of Europe,
Adolf Hitler.

A man whose battle cry is

"We Germans
throughout the world."

And the democracies are given
still another illustration

of the supremacy
of organized propaganda

backed by force.

Our power increases
from day to day.

All of Europe is at our mercy

on its knees begging us

not to destroy it.

Austria is part
of greater Germany.

Czechoslovakia is screwed.

Italy is with us,

and safeguards Yugoslavia.

Japan is our ally.

Hungary is practically ours.

Our agents are succeeding
in Romania

Poland, and Lithuania.

France will soon be
isolated from all sides.

But now, since our glorious
victory at Munich

all our efforts
must be directed

at the strongest
remaining democracy

the United States.

Here we must repair
the few petty mistakes

that have recently
been made.

In order to dominate completely

the countries of South America

all excellent markets
for our manufactured goods

all superb sources
of raw materials

we must paralyze the influence

of the United States

by using every instrument

of propaganda at our command

by knowing every military

and naval secret it possesses.

(Kellogg) It has also been
suggested that the information

these defendants
have obtained for Germany

is of small moment.

But as we have endeavored
to bring out

during the course of this trial

we have only scratched
the surface

of the Nazi espionage network.

We cannot calculate
the extent of this spy ring

that has penetrated every nerve
and tissue of this nation.

Together with this propaganda
and religious hatred.

Here on this chart,
we can see the amazing system

of sinister forces at work
in this country.

And realize the dangers

to which our government
is subjected.

If you will examine
its structure

you would be convinced that
these dangers, if they continue

represent the most serious menace

to our national defense.

But there are some who will say
there's nothing to fear.

That we are immune.

That we are separated by
vast oceans from the bacteria

of aggressive dictatorships

and totalitarian states.

But we know and have seen
the mirror of history

in Europe this last year.

The invasions of
Poland, Norway

and Denmark by Nazi Germany,
Russia

and Finland's invasion
by Communist Russia

are still fresh in our mind.

These peaceful nations have
their entire national structure

eaten away by the boring

of the enemies within

who by treachery,
treason, and corruption

pave the way for the ruthless
march of the Nazi iron boot

into these countries.

[dramatic music]

Peace-loving Holland,

Belgium, and Luxembourg

became the next victims
of Nazi aggression.

Trojan horses
and fifth-column bundists

in these countries
threw off their masks

and stabbed these countries
in the back

while the wanton Nazi war
machine attacked in the front.

[music continues]

German parachute troops

dropping like a plague
of locust

from the skies over Holland

were met
by Nazi fifth columnists

in Rotterdam, The Hague,
and Amsterdam

and directed
to vital points of attack.

Important railway stations
and bridges

were blown up by members
of the fifth column

to prevent Holland and Belgium

from sending help

to their
beleaguered soldiers.

[music continues]

God alone only knows

what peace-loving nation

will be next.

Let us take a lesson

from the deadly parallel

of the Nazi fifth-column
activities

abroad and here.

Working insidiously through
its bundists training camps

where spies take cover

and where it diligently trains

its youth to seize power.

But ladies and gentlemen,
America is not simply

one of the remaining democracies.

America is democracy.

Democracy that has the God-given

inspiration of free men

determined to defend forever

the liberty which we have
inherited in our bill of rights

of the constitution
of the United States.

[cheering and applause]

[gavel pounding]

(judge)
'Order!'

And that these defendants had
been convicted of espionage

against the military
establishment's of Germany

I believe their fate would
be more fearful

than that
which here awaits them.

These natives
of a totalitarian state

are to enjoy the mercies
of a democracy

and they may deem themselves

indeed fortunate

that a court of a government
to which they were disloyal

is fully prepared to stand
between them

and the full vengeance
of the law.

In this country
we spread no sawdust

upon the surface
of our prison yards.

Extra, Nazi spies sentenced.

Extra, read all about it!

You doing fine, old Bill?

Okay, Jimmy.

Read all about the
big Nazi spy case.

- Paper, mister?
- Alright, son.

Thanks, mister.

Extra, read all
about the big Nazi spy case!

Extra!

Tired?

Very...

I'm glad it's all over.

Funny thing working on a case
like this for so long

something like spending
a great deal of time

going through a mad house.

You see these Nazis
operating here

and you think of
all those in Germany.

You can't help feeling
somehow that they're...

...well, absolutely insane.

As a matter of fact, you begin
to doubt your own sanity.

True. We see
what's happening in Europe.

We know what they're trying
to do here.

It all seems so unreal.

Fantastic, uh...

Well, like an absurd nightmare.

Absurd...

when you think of
its potential menace

it's terrifying.

I don't think, Renard,
that kind of people

are going to have much luck
in this country.

It's true, we're a careless,

easygoing, optimistic nation.

When our basic liberties
become threatened, we wake up.

- Have some more coffee, gents?
- Yes, please.

Just half a cup, please.

You fellas read in the paper,
they sentenced those Nazi spies?

Yes, we've heard all about it.

The nerve of those Nazis,
sending spies to this country.

Running those bundists camps.

Trying to stir up
the same kind of trouble here

they're making in Europe.

- Hello, Bill.
- How are you, Tom?

I see those Nazis finally got
what was coming to them.

Yeah, we were
just talking about it.

There's one thing they found out
here, though this ain't Europe.

(Tom) That's right, Bill,
and the sooner

we show 'em that,
the better.

Sure, we'll show 'em.

- The voice of the people.
- Thank God for such people.

Yes, thank God.

[instrumental music]