Original subtitles

Welcome...

Ladies and Gentlemen.

My name is Israel...

and I'm here to take you to a fantastic world,

filled with bizarre and mythological characters.

Returned from a successful tour across Europe,

meet extraordinary creatures

capable of memorable and stupefying feats!

Because only at the Half Penny Circus

does imagination become reality.

And nothing...

is as it seems.

Mommy!

Herr Franz...

My Lord...

My Lord.

It's your turn.

They are waiting for you.

Half of Rome came to hear you play.

I was in the future.

You must stop it with the ether.

I will stop only after I've found them.

They have extraordinary powers.

It will be my gift to the Führer.

Come.

Herr Franz...

Your trousers.

Irina, you do realize it's the only hope of winning the war?

War has no winners, my Lord...

only defeated.

Where are they hiding, Irina?

Where are they hiding?

Rome!

- What the fuck are you saying? - We don't say "fuck".

New York, America.

We're leaving.

- And us? - You'll come with me.

Once we arrive in Sicily, we'll sell the cart, and set sail.

What do you mean? And the circus?

And the circus...

- I don't know. - What the fuck are you saying?

All we'll need are travel papers,

but with 300 liras apiece, the Spizzichino can make them better than the originals.

- 300 liras? - Eh.

With 300 liras, I can fuck the best whores in Rome for a year.

I'll put them all in a row and screw them.

In what world?

They'll be waiting for me tomorrow morning in Via Caetani.

With 300 liras.

Just so I understand,

once we arrive in America,

without a circus...

what are we going to do? The freaks show?

I'm tired. How many years can I go on doing this?

- The audience loves us. - What audience, they're all dead!

Not even the tent is left.

But the war is ending. Badoglio signed the armistice...

- And the worst is still to come! - The king declared--

Who, "King Little"? He's a coward. He fled like a rabbit.

That's exactly what you're asking us to do.

Since when are we responsible for an entire country?

What are you talking about?

So let's join the German circus,

they have a full house every night. They say this Franz guy is incredible.

Yeah, the six fingered Nazi. He's a crazy drug addict.

And what am I going to do at a German circus?

A Jew at the German circus.

- Are you joking? - What am I supposed to do?

Have you seen me? Where do I go?

In America, they wouldn't even let me wash dishes.

You could be a sheep dog. You'd be rich!

Shut up you filthy freak, you're so dirty they wouldn't let you off the boat.

- What the fuck are you laughing at? - Mamma mia, you're ugly.

And you're Greta Garbo.

It's easy for you,

because you're normal.

And you too.

What are you talking about? I can't even touch you guys.

But for us, it's different,

without the circus we're finished.

- That's not true. - Yes, it is, goddammit!

Without the circus we're only a pack of freaks!

Calm down, Fu.

I'll wash your dishes in New York.

Good evening, Rome,

welcome to Zirkus Berlin.

Matilde!

Matilde, what's wrong?

It's nothing, it's nothing.

I've told you a thousand times not to touch me.

You didn't hurt me.

- It's dangerous. - I didn't get hurt.

Don't touch me!

Come here!

Matilde!

I didn't get hurt, come here.

You didn't hurt me.

Understand?

You are a special girl, you should be proud.

Special, at what? At turning on light bulbs?

Huh?

You have a gift.

Well, I don't want it.

I hate it. I hate myself.

And on this, Fulvio is wrong, because I'm the only real freak.

I don't want to hear that anymore. That's enough.

You just have to make peace with the past.

- Why not? - Because I can't.

Anyway, I know how things will end up once we get to America.

- How will it end? - Everyone will go his own way.

And how will I do without you?

I won't let you go.

You all are the best misadventure that's ever happened to me.

So we won't split up?

No one will tear us apart. Not even the war.

Now let's go inside because my ass is frozen.

Let's go.

- Aren't you tired? - No, we're hungry.

So we'd better fuck off and get some sleep.

America.

America.

America.

Here.

Once we arrive,

we're putting the circus back on its feet.

See you tonight.

Be careful.

Shalom.

Fulvio! There's a pig, I swear. Fulvio!

A pig!

There he is!

Damn it!

Little black pork

with flour

with beans and sheep's ricotta

Maybe he stopped to get provisions from some peasant.

That caciotta cheese that I like

with a quart or half a liter when possible

- What if he was arrested? - "Arrested", my ass.

That piece of shit fooled us and went to America on his own.

- I gave him 300 liras... - And me, no?

- I gave him 300 liras... - What are you talking about?

That damned vile jew

tricked us with his little smile.

You're talking about Israel here, he promised me.

If you say so...

Say what? He's like a father to us.

- Now you're going and trusting fathers. - My father always used to beat me.

Mine locked me in a cage for 10 years.

At least I had some books.

Mine left me in front of a church,

under a beehive full of bees.

The stings!

I was one big boil.

And who saved you without expecting anything in return?

Huh?

Israel saved you...

and if it weren't for him, who knows where we'd be now.

- But who knows where he is. - With my 300 liras, goddammit.

That's enough! You'd think you're talking about a bandit.

Worse... worse.

Israel is a good person and he cares about us.

That's the tragedy of war, kid.

It takes the best men and turns 'em into the worst.

And so let's take care it won't happen to us.

Let's go look for him.

Okay, but if we don't find him, we're all going to Zirkus Berlin,

to Franz.

He isn't the strongest...

but this son of a bitch...

is one of the four.

I'm telling you.

Do you see the gills?

He can breathe underwater.

I'm sure it's him. He has superpowers!

He's drowning.

That's impossible!

Yesterday he did it for 20 minutes.

Breathe!

Breathe!

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe, please.

Hello!

Breathe.

Breathe, hey!

Hey, breathe!

Hey, breathe!

Amon, hey, Amon.

I swear, he did it yesterday.

It's over. Next week you return to Berlin.

Give me another month, please. I'm almost there.

You've been looking for them for three years

- and I can't cover your ass anymore. - But this time it's different.

It's getting embarrassing. The fort is needed to transfer soldiers.

What do you need it for if you're going to lose the war.

I am our only hope.

They are our only hope. We must get them on our side.

The ether has melted your brain.

Germany will be razed to the ground.

There will be a trial in Nuremberg, you'll be condemned to die.

I see the future, Amon!

Me too. And I'm telling you that yours is 1,500 kilometers from here.

You're going home, Franz.

I've already arranged a series of concerts for you.

Fuck the music.

I want to be on the front lines with you.

Take care of yourself, my brother.

- Hitler will kill himself. - You've gone crazy, lower your voice.

He will shoot himself in the head.

Goodbye, Franz.

- Do it for our mother. - Stop that!

Amon.

Please, you can't do this to me.

Please, Amon.

Try to maintain a shred of dignity.

- You are a German! - But you are my brother.

You can't do this to me.

You can't do this to me.

I'll give you exactly one week, until the big show.

After that, if you haven't found them,

you'll close down your shanty and puppet show, and go away.

- Got it? - Yes.

And play something new.

Kesselring is all over my ass about wanting to come and hear you play.

Okay.

Man, look how run-down it is. It's falling apart.

Let's go!

- Shut up. - What's that, a party?

Come on, get in. Let's go.

You, on the truck! Come on!

Forward.

On the truck, let's go!

Come on!

- Leave them alone! - What are you doing?

What's going on?

They're combing the area.

- What do you mean? - They're taking the Jews away.

All in a single line. Come on, come on, come on!

Are you ready?

Hey!

- Can we load them up? - Yes, everything's ready!

Come on, come on! On the truck!

Hey!

Shit.

Another bullet wasted.

Move! Go, go!

Let's get out of here, come on, go!

Halt! Halt!

Anna!

Anna!

Who are you? What are you doing here?

We're street artists.

- Buskers? - Yes.

You look like a fleabag to me!

- Have you seen anything like it? - Look at him!

- What are you laughing at? - Shut up!

They laugh because he looks like a dog.

- It's crazy, look at it! - Do you see it?

Please, let us go.

No, no, no, little doggie!

Look at him.

Touch me again and I'll kill you.

Halt! Or I shoot you.

- I shoot you! - Did it hurt you?

Did it hurt you?

- Now get in the truck. - Asshole!

I said move!

- On the truck, fast! - I said move, walk!

- Go, Fulvio. - I said move!

- Go, Fulvio. - Go, move along!

Hurry up, get in line.

- Halt! - Get in line or I'll shoot.

Cencio! Fulvio!

- It's mine... - Come on!

He's my son, she is the nanny...

- What happened? - He's my son.

- What? - He's my son.

- What? - I'm not Jewish!

She isn't Jewish and this is her son, she says...

Give her the baby, come on!

Give her the baby, come on!

Thank you. Thank you.

Why is it taking so long? Come on, I told you to go!

- Come on, up. - Come on.

- Line up! Walk! - Walk! Walk!

- Hurry up! - Move, get in line.

Fulvio!

Have you ever seen such a thing?

- So what? - Little dog!

- So? - Sit!

- What about this one? - Move, get in!

Everyone in!

Move! Get in!

Out of the way! Go there!

Go away! Go! Disappear.

Shut up, we won't touch you. Why the fuck are you yelling?

Don't worry. Fulvio, break his fucking face.

Are you hurt?

I guess he's not well, eh?

I killed him.

I told you not to touch me.

Look at what you've done.

Everyone out, come on!

- Get down! Quick! - They are getting away!

Halt! Halt!

Give it here.

Fulvio!

Cencio!

Matilde! Matilde...

Shock! Shock!

- Hello! - Hello.

How are you?

Oh!

- I don't talk to rabbits. - What could I do?

You could've electrocuted them all for starters.

Donkey head, they're people, not insects.

But when they fry they make the same smell.

- How is it you do? - You're disgusting.

- Coward. - Brute!

That's enough damn it!

Enough, my ass! At least I distracted them with flies.

You didn't do anything!

- Again with this? - Yeah, why? It's not okay by you?

- Come off. - You come off, "mudlark".

Mudlark? Who you calling mudlark?

You're a rag man, okay? A rag man!

Get off. You're hurting me.

Give me a kiss and I'll move.

Don't run off, just one.

I'd rather kiss a dead rat than a filthy freak like you.

You don't just have rubber gloves, you have a rubber heart, don't you?

No. The normal kind.

- So stay away. - Watch out, you'll hurt yourself.

Nothing hurts me, Fu.

Don't you dare...

What a spark!

- I told you. - You suck at kissing.

- Don't you dare, ever again. - You're the one who dared.

What did I dare?

I've had enough!

Maybe we'll see each other, maybe we won't.

- Eh? - Bye!

- Fu! - Fulvio!

- Where are we going, Fu? - To Tiburtino Fort.

- Where? - To Zirkus Berlin. To Franz.

- And Israel? - Fuck Israel!

I have to get back on track.

What if the Germans arrested him?

- Again with this whinging. - Please, let's look till tomorrow.

No, I've got things to do.

What?

You only think about yourself.

It's you who only thinks about herself,

you who can't get by without Israel.

And you, who immediately has to find himself another master?

I have only one master: people who buy tickets to see me.

Okay, but if we separate, what do we do alone?

In fact, come with me!

- But let's be clear: we do what I say. - Ah, puppy,

lower your fur, you're not ordering anyone around.

So don't come.

In fact, who's going!

I'm volunteering to defend the homeland.

Right, we'd be better off surrendering immediately.

Take care.

Go, go.

Who needs you!

He can't... Fulvio, wait!

Come on!

Let's go?

Come on, it's getting dark.

I'm not coming.

Matilde...

Matilde...

Come on, me with Matilde...

Come on, Mario... It's dangerous for us to be outside.

Matilde with Mario.

Mario with Matilde.

Matilde...

Israel was right about one thing... make good use of your powers.

And you?

So you can see the way, girlie.

Shalom.

Please! Please!

Italy...

Shithole country, full of Italian shitheads.

But the wine isn't bad.

And the whores are even better.

Ahhh, look at this.

Who do we have here?

Don't you know there's a curfew?

Answer!

Where are you going?

Hey!

What's your name?

Can't you hear us?

What's your name?

- How old is she you think? - I don't know.

Fourteen or fifteen.

Do you think she's still a virgin?

I'll tell you right away.

We'll just play a little bit.

- Don't worry... - No, no, don't touch me.

We'll just play a little bit, okay?

- Please, don't touch me. - My little sweet Italian.

Moritz!

Is she dead?

Dunno.

- If she stays here, she'll surely die. - No, you think? What a genius!

Pick her up.

- What's wrong? - Damn it to hell, she's electric.

What? Electric?

Your head is electric!

Electric...

- Pick her up. - We can leave her here...

And leave a little girl alone in the woods? Come on.

What are you laughing about?

What the fuck are you laughing at, idiot?

Osvaldo!

Pick her up.

Come on!

Heil!

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Zirkus Berlin.

What'd I tell you?

Is it or is it not the most beautiful place in the world?

It's beautiful, Fulvio. You like it?

Let me do the talking.

Please...

We're looking for work... we're artists.

- Thanks. - I'm Mario.

Lions! Lions!

Look! How beautiful.

- Hello. - Look!

Look!

I fought a hippopotamus one time.

I pulled his tail and kicked him in the balls.

- Of course! - A camel!

I touched his hump!

Hello.

Look at her! How talented. Hi, dancers!

Come on, let's go in!

- Eh? - Oh, wow!

There he is. That's Franz.

Look at that stage.

- But what's this music? - It's beautiful.

Beautiful, my ass.

- It's beautiful. - No, Mario, it's shit.

I've heard beautiful music, this is garbage.

He wrote it.

Wow, what a hottie!

Beautiful!

It's sublime.

A light. Please.

Et voilà.

Your fur is wonderful.

Don't be ashamed of it.

You kidding?

I never joke about fur.

- Me neither. - Will you shut up?

You're such an asshole!

What did I say?

- Are you the new ones? - Yes.

Come with me.

I told you! Back on track! You should always listen to me.

- Always! - We're gonna make so much money.

Wow...

And these?

Were you born with them?

I'm good, eh.

Nice to meet you, I'm Cencio.

I work with all the insects of the world, except bees,

which piss me off.

You.

You.

And you.

- You three, come with me. - Fulvio...

Let's go.

- I'm with them. - The others, with me, this way.

- Let's go. - Fulvio!

Fulvio! They're my friends.

- Come on. - Where are you going, Fulvio?!

- Come here. - I'm with them...

- Come here. - Fulvio!

Thanks.

Thanks.

Thanks.

I could've washed myself on my own.

You know how many tits like yours I've seen?

They're like two camel humps, right?

Is that milk?

Shall we bathe together?

Come take a bath with me?

Please, let me touch them. Please.

Damn you sweet tits.

Fulvio!

Fulvio!

Mario!

Hi, Cencio.

You, come, come.

Who are you? Where are we?

You're with the Crippled Devils.

- Who? - You're safe.

It's a pleasure, Hunchback.

Matilde.

- Are you hungry? - Yes, like a wolf.

Didn't you hear? Goddammed good-for-nuthin.

Our guest is hungry. Go get some rations!

You haven't resolved a damned thing! Get outta here, mongoloid!

You pissant.

Excuse him... They're a bit rough.

- What happened to me? - You fainted.

What's a young girl doing wandering around Rome alone?

I'm looking for someone.

Who?

- His name's Israel. - Your dad?

Yes.

No... more or less.

The food's arrived, eat.

Have a seat.

Go away, get, clear out.

Eat.

She's hungry, eh?

Listen, girl... not to mind your business

but to straighten out mine...

How the fuck d'ya do it?

- Do what? - The shock, the lightning.

The shock?

When we found you, you almost shocked us.

- Why, did anyone get hurt? - Bumleg almost bought the farm.

- But no, he's fine now. - I'm fine.

Don't worry, he's always been a little messed up.

If I were electric!

You know how many Nazis I'd have killed? Tons.

I don't kill anyone.

You know how many I annihilated myself since the beginning of the war? 35!

24 Nazis and 11 fascists.

One just yesterday, right, Osva?

A shot in the forehead, and boom. He fell just like a wild pig.

Girlie, why don't you join us?

I'll make you into a guerrilla. You know how much fun we'd have?

Killing people?

War is war.

That's enough, you'll frighten her. Don't you see she's just a girl?

Listen... Israel, right?

Yes.

You'll find him, you'll see. Don't worry.

When Germans catch Jews, where do they take them?

They put them on trains and deport them to Germany.

What if all goes well?

- They kill them. - Stop it.

Don't listen to him, the polio virus melted his brain.

The polio, my ass!

I'll bring you a little bread.

Listen, this electricity you've got, can you shoot it far? How far can it go?

- With this again? - Let me see.

There's nothing to see.

If you show me, I swear I'll help you find your friend.

- Really? - My word as a hunchback.

Come on, shoot.

No.

You really are thickheaded. You're crude, smelly, but fucking hell!

- And you're an arrogant jackass. - And you're special.

You have a gift.

It isn't a gift.

It's a curse.

Come on, you afraid of killin' somebody?

The first kills hurt, I know, but you get used to it, and the guilt disappears.

But I know how to expiate your sins.

- How? - On the battlefield with us.

- I'm just a circus performer. - And I'm just a poor hunchback.

...A pocket full of posies,

Ashes, ashes

We all fall down

What the fuck is this?

Ring a round the rosie, A pocket full of posies,

Ashes, ashes

We all fall down

- Bastards! - Fulvio!

Let me out of this cage.

Oh, bastards!

You miserable fucks.

Where are you? Bald bastard!

Come here. Oh!

Baldy!

Come here. Baldy.

Oh! Come on...

Oh! Let me out of here.

I swear I won't hurt you.

What the fuck you laughing at? I'll kill you.

Laugh, laugh at this, you fuck. I'll kill you, you fucking Nazi.

- I'll kill you, I'll kill all of you! - Bye!

Mommy!

Let me outta this cage!

Let me outta this cage! Bastards!

They are special, but not exceptional.

I'll kill all of you! Bastards!

With this ugly situation with the jews

there's a coming and going of Krauts that's a beauty to behold!

You like fireworks?

- Yes. - 'Cause tomorrow, the boom'll be so loud

even that psycho asshole Hitler's gonna hear it.

- What boom? - A boom.

Imagine a boom.

Now, ten times bigger.

And all the Jews?

Give me the binoculars.

What's happening? Let me see.

Angle it. Otherwise they'll see the reflection.

What do you see?

Oh, where are you going?

Stop, oh. Wait, Matilde!

She's crazy.

- Where the fuck's she goin'? - She's after her father.

Look at this.

- Israel! - Matilde.

What are you doing here?

- I knew you hadn't abandoned us. - Go away.

- I told Fulvio, he wouldn't believe me. - Go away, they'll kill you.

- I'm getting in. - No! Don't get in, no!

Look at that.

She's really stupid.

Where are they taking you?

- To Tiburtina station. - Go away. Don't worry about me.

Go back to them.

- Go to them. - They are going to Zirkus Berlin.

Stop them. Franz is crazy. He's a killer.

Honk the horn! Come on!

Get down. Don't get in, no!

No!

Matilde!

God damn...

Cesira! Cesira!

Where the fuck's she going? Why does no one do what I say, goddammit.

Stop.

What are you doing, you little whore? What are you doing here?

I just wanted to go with them.

- What happened? - She tried to climb on the truck.

She tried to give him something.

- What did you give him? - Calm down.

I'm Jewish! I'm Jewish!

- Take me away, I want to go with him. - Her hat fell off.

- What did you give him? - Jewish. Jewish. Jewish.

Stay calm, she's just a girl. No!

Nazis!

Nazis?

Who's she?

What's going on here?

Nazis...

My, my, how bad you are.

So?

- Shall we play war? - What?

I don't understand you.

- What did you say? - I don't know... Hold this a second.

Come on!

Fuck.

Die, you son of a bitch!

No! No! Israel!

No!

Israel! No!

No!

Fuck.

- Take this. Eat. - Thank you.

Drop that bone. Like hell you'll eat our rations.

You ruined my attack, and my jacket, too. Fuck you, fuck you!

- I just wanted to go with Israel. - You could've saved him, you whiner.

Why didn't you zap all them Nazis?

- I don't want to hurt anyone. - Well, then, fuck you!

Get out.

You're no use to the war effort. Get out!

Don't meddle.

Come here.

- You're hurting me. - I'm hurting you?

So, then, react. Come on. Shock me.

Defend yourself. Defend yourself.

Defend yourself. Shock me.

- Show some grit. - No.

- Why? - Why not?

- Why? - You're hurting me.

- Chickenshit, are you scared? - You're hurting me, stop!

- React, then. Stop me, shock me. - Please stop.

- Let me see. - No.

Why? Answer me! Come on, talk.

Tell me why!

Why?

Because I killed my mother.

I killed my mother.

I didn't do it on purpose.

I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't do it on purpose.

Clean her up and take her to One-Eye.

Light!

He's One-Eye.

- Hello. - Go away.

Raus.

Don't worry.

Bring him something to eat.

Go.

You know the Zirkus Berlin, don't you?

Never heard of it. I don't know anything. Leave me alone.

And Franz?

Who the fuck is Franz?

Franz is the pianist.

The pianist... The pianist...

Oh, yes.

Franz...

Thanks.

Everyone knew him in Berlin.

They would've listened to him play for days at a time.

Poor bastard. He just wanted to be a soldier

like his father and his brother.

Instead, he became a freak show.

I'm a freak show too, what's wrong with that?

Yes, but you don't have 6 fingers. Franz has 6 fingers

and he wanted to fight for his country.

- And... - And they wouldn't let him do shit.

I was there...

at the military medical exam.

The doctors laughed when they saw his hands.

I still remember it.

Since that day, god knows why,

he's been convinced that freaks of nature like him exist,

with special powers.

When they don't meet his expectations...

he kills them.

It's his gift to Hitler:

a small squad of super men, with him in command.

Can you imagine?

Not me. I can't imagine it.

My friends are with him.

With who?

- With Franz. - What do you want from me?

UNKNOWN

ANSWER

A dark shadow has fallen on the movement...

...to give the German people a new idea.

Welcome to Zirkus Berlin.

Fire!

No, my Führer!

Excuse me.

Who are you?

- Nice to meet you, I'm Matilde. - Really? You look like Dorothy.

- Are you searching for the Wizard of Oz? - Who?

This is for Franz. Give it to him immediately.

- All right here? - Yes.

Anything suspicious?

Who's she?

...Cencio's an albino, filthy, he always whines. Unmistakable.

- Have you seen him? - Halt! Hey, you!

Who let you in? Come here.

No, I haven't seen them, sorry. Bye!

You can't come in. It's forbidden, understand?

Come. Come here. Come here. You, get out of the way!

Halt! Halt!

Get out of here. Go away!

Halt!

Where are you?

Damnit!

Welcome to Zirkus Berlin.

Ring a round the rosie,

A pocket full of posies,

Ashes, ashes,

We all fall down

You're givin' me a headache.

Ring around the rosie

Feels round and cozy

Just like a donut...

Mario! What the fuck are you doing?

You filthy bastard. You're sick!

- What are you doing? - Shut up a moment...

What is it?

No, nothing.

What do you mean nothing?

What do you mean-- Mario, stop!

I'll chop off that eggplant of yours, don't you dare...

What the fuck is it?

Matilde!

They've killed her!

These bastards've killed her.

Matilde!

How is Matilde?

Why...

Damn you.

- Bastard! - Damned bastard.

What do you want from us? What do you want?

Finally home.

My fantastic 4!

The time has come...

to put out the lights, and illuminate your dreams.

You murderer.

- No. - Murderer!

Nooo...

Smile!

- Go, go. - Forward, forward.

Come on.

Move it.

The luggage remains here.

Keep calm.

Push.

Come on! Come on!

Get in line, damnit.

Have a safe journey.

Go!

Heil Hitler!

Field Marshal. It's an honor to welcome you.

- Good evening. - If you'll follow me, please.

I'm positive the show will be to your liking.

Heil!

This time we go home, Irina...

but as winners.

Heil!

When we return to Germany...

I'm going to marry you.

Don't tell me you've seen our future?

The future starts now, Irina.

Right now!

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight you won't hear me play.

Tonight, I submit to you something much more important than music.

Something that will allow us to win the war.

I see the future...

and what I see is not reassuring for us...

or for Germany...

but the strength of our dreams

can change the future and I have many dreams.

Many of you didn't believe me.

Starting with my brother.

Amen, you've tolerated me here only so as not to displease our mother.

But you were wrong.

You all were wrong.

The future of tomorrow will not be that of today,

thanks to me, and me alone, because it is I who found them!

Three men and a girl...

will bring the Third Reich into the future.

He'll play, I assure you.

Ladies and gentlemen,

it is with great pleasure that I present to you...

The Wolf Man, the Human Magnet, Insect Boy...

and...

The Electric Girl!

She's alive. She's alive!

- Matilde! - Matilde!

Fulvio! Cencio! Mario!

I found him!

I found Israel! I know where Israel is. Fulvio!

- Really? Where is he? - Matilde.

Mario...

- Cencio. - ...she found Israel.

Whether you believe it or not,

this little girl and these three vagrants

are our only salvation.

Shock it. Show everyone what you're capable of.

Show them I'm right. That it's all true.

Oh...

The gloves. Take off your gloves.

Matilde!

- Get those fucking gloves off! - Matilde, zap that tiger.

- Zap the tiger! - Take off your gloves.

Matilde!

Hey! Shock it.

I said, shock it. Show off your superpowers.

Show them to me!

No!

No! Mario!

Do as I say,

or I swear to god I'll shoot this asshole in the head.

No, please.

And then the others.

- Mr. Franz, please, no! I beg you. - One...

Shoot me if you're a man. Shoot me, you nazi shit.

- Two... - No, really?

- Are you going to shoot me? - Shoot me. Oh! Coward.

Coward!

Shoot me, you fucking bastard, I'll kill you.

- I can't. - I'll kill all of you, fucking Nazis!

- Three. - Bastard, shoot!

You're standing in piss, you ugly shit.

- Matilde. - Matilde.

You're so beautiful.

What do we do with the four?

Burn them!

Yes, sir.

What do you want from us?

What do you want from us?

Why?

Why?

Bloody hell!

Screw you!

They're gonna burn us alive.

Open up, let us out!

Please let us out.

Son of a bitch, open the door.

Piece of shit, open the door. Do something, Fulvio.

It's my fault... it's all my fault.

It's my fault. It's all my fault.

- You stuck on repeat? Do something! - Spit in my face.

What the fuck are you saying? Knock the door down!

Aren't you the Wolf Man? Smash the door down with a punch.

- Give this Nazi shit door a punch! - Move, Mati.

Ugly son of a bitch, piece of shit, open the door!

Cencio can't die in here.

Cencio the Great can't die this way.

- I'll do it. - I don't wanna burn to death!

Come on!

It won't open.

Do something, Fulvio.

Franz.

Franz.

Well, let's go, shall we?

- Let's go. - Yes.

Go, Mario.

Oh, my god.

It's all true!

I am the "Cassandra" of the Third Reich.

- Like hell I'm gettin' in there. - Come on.

- Trust me. You wanna get shot? - Maybe it'll hurt less.

Hurry, we've got to get that train.

- Go, go get shot. - Cencio, come on!

Can't you blow something up again and we'll walk out nice and easy.

"Nice and easy", you think I'm an anti-aircraft gun?

I don't know how it works.

If you're afraid, I'll go alone.

He's afraid.

- I'm not afraid. - So come on.

You know how many cannons I've seen?

- Then come on. - We'll land down there.

- Just don't shock me. - I really won't touch you.

- Hey, Fu. - Eh?

- Warn us before you shoot. - Okay.

We need a countdown done well. From 10 to 0, count all the numbers.

Yes.

Come on, Fu, shoot.

- Ready? - Eh?

- Yes. - No!

One.

- Come on, Fulvio, hurry up, go. - I'm going.

- Come on, fast. - Okay.

There they are! Halt! Halt!

The soldiers are coming. They're coming!

Get in, Mario!

Bon voyage, my friend.

Here's the dwarf.

What a crazy flight!

Are you trying to shoot me with a dwarf?

Go.

Fuck.

- Little Mario! - He's dead!

Here I am!

I'll kill you with my hands.

What a blowhard you are.

I told you I'd kill you.

Bye-bye.

Hey!

Come.

That damned son of a bitch.

Sooner or later you're going to give me a heart attack.

Come on, let's go!

Franz, where are you?

What the fuck were you doing?

Do you realize the shit I'm in?

- I only told the truth. As always. - Kesselring is livid.

You're a loser. You've failed your entire life. You're scum.

You think you're a German, but you're not, you're just scum.

- It's a-- - Don't touch me.

It's really a nice jacket.

It's over, Franz.

You're going back to Berlin, I'm telling you right now.

Goodbye, my brother.

Come on!

Fulvio!

Come on, fast!

- No, Fulvio! - Come on.

- Fu, stop! - Come on!

- They'll hit us! - Come on!

Shit!

You're a dead dog, Fu. God damn you.

Did you see what I did, Mario?

Almost shit yourself, eh?

- What now? - Perfect! Come on!

What's perfect, Fu? Eh?

Where the fuck are we going?

Attention! Yessir!

Who is the highest rank?

Sergeant Bern Schmidt, sir!

Why don't you have a helmet? Put it on immediately!

Gather your men. We have 4 fugitives.

But we're on patrol.

That's an order!

Yessir! Lieutenant!

- Come on, didn't you hear? - Let's go!

Move!

- Move, come on. - Move! Let's go.

Franz. Wait for me.

So, listen.

Here's the plan:

we jump on the train, we find Israel,

we grab him and go.

Where do we jump?

- I'm in. - Me too.

Of course you are.

Laugh. Laugh. I want to see where you land now.

Come on, get ready.

What a shitty plan.

3, 2, 1... Go!

Bravo, eh?

Miscreant!

Get off me! Get off me!

Voilà!

No.

- Oh, God! - No! Stop.

- We're just circus performers. - We're circus performers.

Hello.

Assholes!

Up there. Come on!

Yummy!

- Finally something to eat! - Let's tuck in.

Everything is exactly as I've seen it.

Yes!

Come on.

Come on. Get down, come on.

Get down.

Come on, everyone out.

Is there anyone named Israel here? Is Israel there?

Cencio, give them a hand, I'm going to open over there.

Come on, come on down. Everyone out.

Israel... is there anyone named Israel?

- Fulvio... - Israel...

- Israel! Israel! - Fulvio!

Mario! How did you do it?

Cencio! Where's Matilde?

She's there.

- Where? - There she is.

Matilde.

Stop! No!

Fire!

No!

Matilde!

Matilde!

No!

Matilde!

Matilde...

Are you deaf? Go inside.

Matilde!

I would hug you if only I could.

How sad a life it must be, not being able to touch anyone.

Come with me.

I swear to you, with me,

the future will be much better than how we imagined it.

Come with me.

Yes?

Climb on, pigs!

Bring her up.

Those three as well.

The hairy one, the albino and the dwarf.

- Come on, freaks. - Step back.

Come on! Come on!

What are you doing? Leave him!

That's an order.

Leave him! Leave him!

- No. - Halt! Halt!

Halt!

- Where is she? - I don't know, sir.

- Where is she? - Move!

Where is Matilde?

Where is Matilde?

In your mother's ass!

Forward! Burn these shitheads!

Come on! Burn, go burn!

Take this!

Hit 'em with the grenades!

Go! Go!

Burn!

- Which way, Fulvio? - Here!

- Go, Mario! - Get under there.

Shoot!

Forward, you fucking nazis, come here!

Bravo.

The tank!

The tank!

Hit the tank!

Shoot!

- Franz! - Take cover!

Shoot into the trees!

Sniper!

Shoot into the trees!

Fire!

Come on!

Shoot! Shoot!

Come on, Bumleg!

Come on, guys!

Bastards!

Die, you assholes!

Medic!

Fulvio!

Matilde, come here... Stay here. Stay here.

- Stay here. - I'm here.

Come on!

What do we do?

Mario!

I'm okay. Go!

Don't panic.

Cover fire!

Fire!

Let's go! Let's go!

Burn!

Take out the catapult.

Sons of bitches.

No!

Take cover!

Shoot at that machine gun!

Take down that machine gun!

The grenades are ready.

Go to hell!

God damn it!

I'm tired of this shit.

I'm sorry, guys...

Fire!

There, in the trees, fire!

Fire!

They're coming!

Bumleg, don't let it through! The Killer Cow, go!

The Killer Cow, go!

Where are you shooting?

Stop the tank!

Sara!

No!

Fuck these bastards.

- Bumleg, the Killer Cow! - Go with the Cow, go!

Surprise, assholes!

Quiet! Keep quiet!

Hold your position!

Let's go, now.

Don't panic!

Look! Look!

Well done, Cencio!

Come on!

Come out, come on!

There was a boy on the train that kept crying, poor thing.

He reminded me of you when I found you.

You remember?

Fuck, you were wailing!

Mati...

you shouldn't be afraid of anything.

Understand?

You shouldn't be afraid of anything.

"Next year we'll meet..."

Israel.

"...in Jerusalem".

No! No!

Israel! Please, no!

Israel! Please, no!

Be calm.

Shoot! Hit the tank!

Go!

Start it up!

- It won't start! - What do you mean, it won't start? Fuck!

It won't start!

Shoot!

Company, fire!

Come on!

Let's go! Come on, come on!

Bastards!

Bumleg!

- Son of a bitch! - Antonio, stay down!

Take cover, Antonio!

Stay down!

Stay down!

Antonio!

I said take cover, goddammit.

Why do you never listen, you fool!

Victory!

We won!

- Halt! - Fuck!

What...?

She's a monster!

What's happening?

Fire!

No!

Matilde!

Fuck!

Get him up.

So, listen... Can we be together now?

Just to know, cause I gave a half-answer to...

- To who?! - Mind your own business.

Come here.

What are the two of us doing to do, Fulvio?

We'll be a third wheel, Mario.

- Ouch! - Sorry, sorry.

Translation: Ian Richard Subtitles: Studio Arki