All language subtitles for Der Zauberberg CD2-en

It was just
a dream.

I know we extract dreams
solely from our own soul.

But how can anyone
do something like that.

I want to be good.

I don't want to grant any death
power over my thoughts!

Love is more
stronger than her.

Good...

And with that
I'm going to wake up...

Well, I followed mine
dream until the end.

My heart is beating
strong and knows why.

It doesn't pulse just for physical reasons...

A correspondence
for you. Pardon me.

Did someone die?

Go ahead, talk.

Good news or bad news?

Both.

It was quick!
He now needs to return to his "homeland".

Already need
return to the "homeland"?

Joachim is coming back.

Check it out!
What I said?

Rotten, rotten.

I just hope this thing doesn't have
left young Ziemssen putrefied.

Mrs. St�hr!

The triumph
of the body.

He has different plans
those of the soul.

It's not Mrs. Chauchat.

Ziemssen is coming back,
Joachim Ziemssen!

After a year already.

This doesn't look good.

Please,
turn off the light.

You're blinding me.

When the general commander
gave the lieutenant certificate...

... the sergeants who were-
come under my command...

... and that they were already
familiar with...

... They rose to
greet me...

...And I just casually-
I mind dismissed them.

Listen...

"This tribute was carried out before
when Quirinius ruled Syria".

"And everyone was going to enlist, everyone
in your own city."

"And went up also
Joseph of Galilee,

outside the city of Nazareth,
to Judea..."

I must immediately...

I must immediately write a
petition to extend my leave.

"And so it was that, while
So they were there,

the days have been fulfilled
it should be handed over.”

"And she gave birth to his
firstborn son

and wrapped him in cloths..."

"And she laid him in a manger,

because there was no place
for them at the inn."

"And there were, in the same country,
tors who lived in the countryside,

keeping their flocks
during the night".

"And behold, the angel of the Lord
came upon them,

and the glory of the Lord
surrounded them with radiance."

"And they were
so scared."

"And the angel said to them:
'Fear not,

for behold, I bring you good things
tidings of great joy,

that will spread to
all people...'"

"'� who was born on this day in
city of David a Savior,

which is Christ,
the Lord'".

He was a hero!

A hero!

We must touch
"Ertica" (by Beethoven).

A very esteemed
and friendly young man.

Literates commit
the mistake of thinking that only

the spirit in us
makes it decent.

In my opinion,
the opposite is more true.

Only where there is no spirit
we are respectable.

A great boy, a
great companion.

I wanted to force nature;
do you know?

Of course, that service downstairs is just
consisted of coercion and violence.

Despite the fever, he fulfilled
his duty, at all costs.

is the field of
honor, you know?

He escaped to the countryside
of honor, this deserter!

But in your case, the honor
It meant death, and death...

Death did him the honor.

A great companion.

It is not known whether Hans Castorp
he had already overcome his shyness,

discovered how old
had stayed up here.

We only know that the
shyness that stopped him

It was the shyness of
your conscience,

although it is more unscrupulous
I want to ignore time.

He now sincerely does not
he knew how old he was.

Well, here we are.

Let's see if the food is good.

Good food is just as important as
a good night's sleep and good friends.

With this in mind, ladies
and Gentlemen, it is decided.

- It's resolved.

Hey! Come here.

Come to me.

- Well, what's your name?
- Emerentia.

Emerentia!

This exceeds the
my expectations.

Emerentia... As a nickname, it can
be Rentia, but I'll call her...

...Emchen.

No, no, no.

I'll call you...

Emmy, yes?

I'll tell you
One thing, Emmy.

In the world of God, glory and justice,
who are small in stature,

but most certainly
He has a brave heart within him.

And now please
bring me some gin.

A gin, sir,
immediately.

Did you see the pearl necklace in the
Madame Chauchat's neck?

He is a "money magnet".

It doesn't seem like a gallant sign
give you a Caucasian husband.

The pearls certainly came from a
community of goods during the trip.

A "money tycoon".

The designation, however, of
"magnetic" is not bad.

Obviously, there is a lot
attraction to him.

He said he was
very ill.

Tropical fever, malaria
or something like that.

Mrs. Engelhart wants to know
What did you think of him?

How is yours?
cousin, monsieur?

He's dead.

That's a shame.

Dead and buried?

Since when?

It's been some time.

And Monsieur wasn't even
attend your cousin's funeral?

No.

But you won't believe it
how cold his forehead was.

Why are you heading
informally with me?

I will never address myself formally
with you again, never again.

What a joke!

Were you here the whole time?

Yes.

I've been waiting.

By whom?

For you.

For me?

You are crazy.

Still have a fever?

Often.

It varies, but it is not
an intermittent fever.

Could this be a symptom?

And where were you?

Listen, I don't want you to
use informal with me.

Well, while I was away,
I traveled everywhere.

In Moscow, in
then Baku.

I've been to Spain.

In Spain,
how it was?

It's not bad, although the
trip is difficult.

I bought one
blue cap there,

called a beret.

Monsieur will be able to judge
if it suits me well.

Which monsieur?

Which? The one sitting in front
of me in this chair.

I thought it was
of your new companion.

He has already judged.

He says I'm enchanted
tant with her.

He said that?

Until the end?

Finishing the sentence
way that you can

understand it?

Ah, it looks like someone
He's in a bad mood.

Try to mock personalities
which are much bigger, better

and more human than yourself
with all your philosophical talk.

But I will not tolerate that
my friends be...

Do you still have
my inner portrait?

I don't know.
I'll see if I kept it.

I bring yours
here with me.

Plus I have an easel
on top of my dresser, and...

Are you a captain?

No, sir,
not tonight.

I just caught a glimpse of
cement with you...

... knowledge with a
a hand that inspires confidence.

I respect you.

We could remain
be together for some time.

Life is short.

Finally!

Here's one for you.

And for you.

And one leave it to me,
thanks.

I'm pleased to be able
to offer them a drink

after not having-
seen them for 3 days.

It is not a gift from God,
a gift of life?

Definitely, please
believe me.

I accept asceticism when
refers to moral principles.

I even consider it important,
but for the moment,

let me tell you something...
I will drink to your health.

Alcohol and smoking are prohibited
Drinks in the afternoon.

Lord, if you allow me,

You must respect this young man...

and your own
personal health.

My health?

There is nothing better for my health
than cigars and brandy, you see?

Perfect for the
my well-being.

Three days ago, I
I had a fever,

and a week before, could not
even getting out of bed, and now...

Now I have brandy, and I'm
sitting next to this beauty here.

And, of course, with all of you.

Soon, teacher, my
friend, I would like to philosophize...

Did you hear that?
Extraordinary!

This is a waltz,
a waltz!

Yes, come!

Come, my daughter.
Come come.

Engineer, it looks like you
admire this idol worshiper.

Or what else does it mean
those wide eyes of yours?

After all, he keeps his
Clawdia away from you.

And you, what do you plan
do about it?

Don't overdo it, Mr. Settembrini. Mr.
He is also not exempt from jealousy.

Your jealousy does not drive you
sions to fight too.

You suffer with patience.

Therefore the mighty Peeperkorn
could destroy your relationship

with your friend as well as me
or Madame Chauchat could.

It's okay.

We are fine.

Good.

We are fine.

Sit down.

Are you feeling-
Having better now?

Professor, you despise this
God's gift, cognac?

And it's called a
man of the Church?

A man of the Church has
any pleasure in life, or...?

As a man of the Church,
I have to defend myself.

Of course, yes, I forbid it
speak in the name of God

and the Holy Church with its
painfully distorted mouth.

Possibly it's not too late
to explain to him that the Church

It is the personification of
religious ascetic ideal,

never was, and never will be,
lawyer or defender

of what you covet and
theatrically embodies

with its sovereign and pretentious
nature showing off to us.

On the contrary, the most important
words in the Church pavilion

are: revolution, the extension
radical of worldly lust and power.

Stay calm,
Professor Naphta.

How can you lean like this
to impose their theories,

which are especially
obscure, for a person,

of which we know, there is absolutely no
Do you have no interest in politics?

However, I have to
challenge him in this situation.

The Church is, and will continue to be, the
protector of persistence in obscurity,

Professor Naphta.

And she continues against the pro-
return, even if today

declare yourself revolutionary with
their eloquent ambassadors

and fanatics, like you.

Everything is done constantly-
lies under the pretext

to bring freedom,
democracy and education,

but in reality, she is pre-
creating the dictatorship of the populace

and barbarism.

Listen to this.
What a great Democrat.

You reduce the prolet-
laughed at a crowd.

Do you want to give
tend that the Church...

Sirs,
please.

Let's not argue, although this
be a worthwhile discussion.

Asceticism, gentlemen.

The world, its pro-
problems and the Church...

These are all highly
controversial and certainly important,

I'm afraid we're dodging
unforgivably from something more sacred.

Music, you listen
gypsy music?

The wonderful sound... recognizes the agreement
Intimate between life and death, love and happiness.

of life and death, love and happiness.

Everything can be found in
music if you listen carefully.

And I don't think
we should listen to the music

as background
such arguments.

That would be an insult
It is a callous act.

Music requires our attention,
absolute and unconditional!

Therefore, we will serve
To the demands of love!

Our attention!

End of discussion!

What are
looking?

Worry about your
own chores!

I'm calm now.

I am really sorry.

Yes.

I am really sorry.

Ladies and gentlemen,

... I call your
Pay attention to heights.

Are you
hear me?

Each of you, look
up there... up there.

Do you see?

The black dot circling there
up against the unique blue sky,

as he circles above
without flapping your wings!

Look at him!

Do you know what it is?

It is a bird of
prey, a hunter.

A bird of prey
unbelievable size.

Yes!

Yes!

Oh, my friends, please,
come here. Come, come.

Come, my
dear boy.

Look!

Look!

I draw attention
more emphatically.

This is not a
hawk, no.

No, that's not it either
a vulture, certainly not.

No, that's an eagle. Directly
above us describes its circles.

Without flapping its wings it flies in heights
great above ours...

It circulates and
progressively

rises to a height in
that we can never reach.

Oh, my friends, that...

That's the king
of the firmament,

but also the post-
I will heal from the cruel gods,

yes, the warrior of the post-
saros, the lion of the air!

And it has an iron beak!

And claws of immense power!

It hits our intestines,

opens and tears the flesh into
a bloody mess, yes!

And this bird looks at
us with your lucid eyes.

Yes, come!

Please, come!

Oh please come warrior
strange! Fly down and attack!

Pluck out our eyes!

Use your claws, which
are hard as steel,

strike us with them, bury them
deep into our bodies!

Rip out the intestines
of these creatures

that the eternal God created!

Descend, attack,
hit us, yeah,

until your claws
reach the viscera

and that in your beak
drip the blood!

Blood!

Blood!

Please,
forgive me.

Play the music!

For the love of God, for
Please play the music!

Dear, Pierre,
Pierre!

Why...?

Why don't you
dance with him?

With whom?

With him.

I will come home
with the other two.

Do you want me to keep
Did we have friendship?

Let us make a
alliance in his favor,

just like normally
is it done against someone?

You know...

Sometimes I die of
afraid of being alone...

...Especially fear
of inner solitude.

Somehow,
It's terrifying.

I'm always scared of
that something is going to happen to him.

I would feel much safer if there was
see a good person by my side.

Well, if you want to hear it...

Maybe that was the reason
that I came back here with him.

What I mean to say,
to see you.

And you said mine
Had the wait been in vain?

I'm sorry, sir...

Please let us
alone, my daughter.

- Coffee and wine!
- I'm sorry, but we're already closed.

This will be enough to
remain open?

I'll have to per-
ask the chef.

Tell me, do you love
Madam?

I will repeat mine
question. Do you love her?

I respect Madame
Chauchat, of course.

Were you or were you not Clawdia's lover?
during your last stay here?

Consider that it was a
unusual night,

almost falling out of the calendar, a
"hors-d'oeuvre", so to speak,

an extra night, an
leap year night...

A February 29th.

On February 29th...
that's funny.

Answer me finally,
Do you love Madame?

Sorry, Mynheer Peeperkorn, but
considering my feelings for you,

feelings of the greatest
respect and admiration,

it wouldn't be very humane to discuss
with you my feelings

to your enchanting
travel companion.

So, I will formulate it
in a different way!

Madame reciprocates your
feelings, your attention?

I don't say that at some point
have responded to them.

I got the answer, my friend,
and now I understand everything.

I want to tell you something,
If I were younger...

...Then I would reply,
man to man!

It would demand satisfaction...

Well then...

I will speak in a way
different with you.

We are brothers.

I declare ourselves as such.

You will be mine
ally, my son.

Let's seal an alliance like
if we were fighting for something

what we believe
within this world.

And in this case...

... Let's ally
in the name of love...

...We share
from someone else.

And then...

It's resolved.

And now...

... Stand up...

...Grab your glass...

...And let's drink.

Are you
happy?

Oh, of course, not contentment
That's exactly what I feel, Mr. Peeperkorn.

I am...

I'm very happy, so much
that I don't know how to express.

But don't be surprised if I
stumble at first,

especially in
Clawdia's presence,

that, because she is a woman,
You may not be so happy.

Leave that to me.

I will take care of her.

And now, my...

My brother.

My son.

Please do me this
please and leave me alone.

I say goodbye.

It's true, it is
increasingly dark.

I could easily imagine
Settembrini suddenly enter

and turn on the light
let reason prevail.

See you tomorrow.

I hope you stay
a few days free from fever

in which you can fulfill
with all demands.

That satisfies me
quite.

Goodnight.

It's resolved.

Strychnine...

� extreme-
effective mind.

And she answers
our demands.

Recovery with
the help of toxics.

The magical powers of this medicine
ment remember liberation

of a crowd of prisoners
of underground dungeons

who are guided by
light from lightning.

And now leave me.
I must be alone.

Hang on.

In between.

Madame Chauchat asks
come down immediately.

I'll be right there.

He had ordered it built according to
to your own specifications.

It was modeled after
of a snake's head.

It was a reminder of
Coromandy coast.

The wingspan
his was such

that failure in the face
of life caused him

feeling of a
cosmic catastrophe.

Did he know
of our madness?

He imagined.

I have permission to
give him one last kiss?

Yes, as a
Last goodbye.

Good my friend. Look
what I found in the library.

Accident, Engineer.

It got to the point where
be playing cards?

That's not quite it.

I'm just throwing the cards away,
playing with abstract possibilities.

This morning, I took it off with ease
three games, one after the other,

once even in two hands only,
this represents a record.

Do you believe that today
afternoon, I already made thirty-two attempts,

without ever arriving
Is it only half the deck?

You were informed about the
recent state of politics

and the development of
world situation, Giovanni?

The world situation
momentary

It is very dangerous and
extremely confusing.

No one can say for sure
how your country will react,

I mean, the great Germany.

The practical result of this
praised French Revolution

it was the bourgeois capitalist state,
truly a beautiful product

that some hoped to improve
universalizing this abomination!

World capitalism, the republic in
all over the world, full of democrats,

It is only governed by money.

This is how happiness and
the much praised progress

should be
understood?

In reality, it is like the sick person who
I was always changing position

because I was hoping for that
find some relief.

The unadmitted, the secret and
universal for war is a sign.

War will come.

And the more
better early.

There is still a medicine
well tested domestic

against catastrophes
and foreigners,

which is justice.

Your noble, your divine
justice concept.

God and nature
they are both unjust.

Justice is nothing more than a
empty word of bourgeois rhetoric.

Or do you know when-
giving an action is just,

or do you know yourself
What is a share?

An action outside, for example, the murder
Senior State Councilor Kotzebue

by student Sand.

That was one action.

But what motivated the
young Sand doing this?

Your enthusiasm
for justice and freedom?

It was moral fanaticism and its hatred
for anti-national behavior.

It's always a mistake to clarify
something from an action

or legitimize justice
through victory.

An action produces nothing

when there are internal problems
legal issues to be resolved.

Professor Naphta,

Allow me to ask: when do you
Do you intend to put an end to these insults?

What expression are you using
to describe my statements?

With your permission,
respected teacher,

I wanted to say that
I'm resolved

to stop him from continuing
bothering this young man

with your mistakes.

I invite you to
consider what you say.

Ponder?
Such a request is unnecessary.

I'm used to
consider what I say.

My words were well chosen
because with them I say that you,

with what you say,

tries to deceive and disturb the
uncertain and wavering youth.

Yes, you, you try
immorally seduce him.

It is an infamy that words are insulting
efficient for punishing him properly.

Therefore, I am resolved to
protest against this attitude.

Infamy? Punishment?

Ah, then the lambs will come
Do you start shouting?

We took the police to task
civilization magic

to unsheath
the sword?

I hope yours
social principles

don't stop you from knowing
what you owe me.

or else I will be forced to put these
principles are proved by means that...

Ah, I see that...

...that won't be necessary.
I'm in your way...

... and you
It's in mine.

Great, let's settle this
small difference

in a place
adequate.

Let me say
one more thing.

When, in our role as educators,
we sow a deeper doubt

than you ever imagined
modest enlightened spirit,

we know perfectly
what are we doing.

Only from radical skepticism,
from moral chaos, the absolute is born,

the sacred terror that
our time is lacking.

I tell you this to justify
stay with me and to instruct you.

You will have
news from me.

I'll be waiting
rando, Signore.

Destroyer! Rabid dog!
You should kill him, wretch!

He challenged him.

He certainly did.

Will you accept?

It was a question of abstractions,
an intellectual disagreement.

The intellectual does not
it can be personal.

Hans, the intellectual can
very good to be personal.

So whoever is not ready
to fight for the intellectual and ideal

in its complete character,
with all my strength,

and with his own blood,
is not worthy of the cause.

And what is most important
in life, despite everything,

despite all the intellectuality,
It is that one continues to be a man.

I demand pistols!

And may your kind student be ready
feel like a neutral witness!

It seemed to Hans Castorp as if a
demon had come to power,

a demon whose influence
Dangerous and foolish essence

long practiced under
considerable influence,

for a long time now enough has been done
sensitive, but at this point,

assumed authority
unrestricted, capable of inspiring

a secret terror and
manage escape thoughts.

The devil who was called
"boredom", it was life without time,

a life full of worries
countries and without hope,

the life that stagnated in the form
of a bastard activity,

the dead life.

You should make a "dong" sound.
"Dong", "dong", "dong"!

"Dong".

You suck
Attention, damn?

Love and death, everything
right. Perfect!

But let me say
One thing, there are things that...

But it is not possible
go another way...

All my desire
was put on the scene.

My love was not considered
not even once.

If Madame Chauchat
has a soul...

She is a human being
with flesh and soul.

Your soul doesn't want-
She didn't laugh at all with me.

And neither does your body.

Then it happens that my desire
is condemned to shame,

and my body has to
twist forever!

Why does it cause you
horror my desire?

Am I not a man?

I can be a disgusting man,
But am I less of a man for that?

I am a man in the highest degree;

I swear I would surpass
everything that has ever been seen,

if she opened my door
reason of your arms!

I would have loved her with all my heart
passion, if you had left me!

Castorp!

And my three outbreaks
of unconsciousness?

A hell that wouldn't even be possible
It's yours! And I wanted you so much!

It's not much needed.

From sanatorium to sanatorium
the same always happens.

When will I sit
in my chair,

who do I meet
Is it my right?

Mr. Hirsch,
a Jew!

And who do I meet
Is it my left?

Mr. Wolf,
also a Jew!

All Jews!

And here, now that I'm here, here
at the Berghof International Sanatorium,

which is directed
by an Aryan,

you're sitting on mine
front, Mr. Sonnenschein,

and it stinks so much that I'm not
able to drink my milk!

You stink like a Jew!

Why don't you go
to another place?

Repeat this!

You stink!

What happened? What
Is there wrong with him?

What's up
wrong?

- No, no, no!
- I'll tell you something...

It's an attack.
It's uncontrollable.

You have no idea, but I know.
It is an attack of the body.

What?
What are you saying?

What could this be?

What happened here?

Listen, we have to
call a doctor!

Doctor Krokowski!

Director Behrens!

I'm not going to kill you, my friend.
I couldn't do that.

I will offer myself to your bullet,
because that is what honor demands,

but not really
I will kill him.

Get out of the way.

Get started soon!

Give your signal,
Castorp.

I love you, Giovanni.

- Gentlemen, don't rush...
- Silence!

The signal, please.

The sign!

Well then let's go
start without a signal.

Go ahead
and shoot.

You threw it into the air
on purpose!

I shoot the way
that pleases me!

Fire again!

I have no such intention.
Now it's your turn.

Coward!

Good morning, ladies
and gentlemen.

I must ask for yours
Attention please.

As far as the situation is concerned,

the administration of the sanatorium

considers it necessary to
tell all patients,

with the exception of serious
sick and terminal mind,

for them to leave the sanatorium
in a week.

I ask for your understanding
on behalf of the administration.

Sorry...

What happened?
Tell me what happened?

Excuse me, please,
what happened?

Please, I wasn't paying attention!
What happened?

Please tell me,
what happened?

What's wrong?
What happened?

What's going on?
What happened?

For God's sake, what happened?
Can anyone tell me what happened?

War was declared
rad with Russia!

War?

Goodbye, Hans Castorp.

Your possibilities
There are not many.

The macabre ball at
which one dragged you

will last for several more
disastrous years.

We don't want to bet too much
in your possibility of escaping.

There were moments when he saw it sprout
of death and carnal lust...

... a love dream.

It will also be that, from this universal festival
From death, will love one day emerge?

Translation and subtitles:
Alexandre Blankl Batista

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