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No worries.

I didn't know anyone in the church still

wanted to see me. Not the Reichskirche,

but the confessing church. Yes.

And I have much to confess.

I had it completely wrong, Littorich.

Can you... Can you find it

in your heart?To forgive me.

Bishop, of course.

It takes courage to face the dark, and

you faced it.

I was too busy closing my eyes, covering

my ears. The church you've tried to

save had become religion without

Christ.

But what we need is Christ without

religion.

You know, my father used to say,

When you board the wrong train, there's

no use running down the island the

opposite direction.

He's right. But you

also can just jump off the train and

start all over again. We have smuggled

the finest seminary students from all

over Germany here, and we have brought

them our finest teacher. I'm so glad it's

you. No, it's not me, Dietrich, it's

you. You have been called for such a time

as this, Dietrich. Look, this.

This is the new Nazi Bible. Take a look.

Jesus is now an Aryan,

and the Ten Commandmentshave become

twelve.

Honor your fuhrer and

master. Keep the blood

cure. And your

honor...

This is the definition of unhoping.

Dietrich, I am expected on my pulpit in

Dahlem every Sunday. I can't hide.

Well, they will start looking for me and

discover all of this. I'm a young man

myself. What could I

possibly teach these students?

Teach them your heart. My

heart?Yes.

My heart is broken.

Then teach them that?

See, this is not a spiritual

escape. This is a literal escape.

Every young man down there had been

ticketed for the Eastern Front.

So he brought us on here so he could be

kept in one place, safe.

But drunk-- No, this is not a prison.

This is a haven from which to launch our

attack.

My name is Eberhard Vetge, one of the 23

students chosen as new located

by the German church in Hemmle. We

are honored to have you as our teacher.

I think it's time for your first lesson.

Ready?

So... My new friend, Eberhardt, just

informed me that he knows his way around

Gumpelheimer's Agnos Dei and some few

choice works of Eide Schutz, which to me

all sounded like some sort of punishment.

So what will you play for us then,

Dietrich?An evening this week calls for

some pure gospel music.

Gospel?No more

words. All you have to do

is listen.

Come in for carry me

home

Swing low,

sweet chariot

Come in for

carry

me home Swing low, sweet

chariot

Come in for carry me

homeCarry me

home. Carry

me home now.

I'm ready to see the world. I'm

ready to see you. Take

me home. Take me home.

Check the marks.

Check the marks, bring the arms, come

on.

Stay close. What's wrong with

us?Should we escape?The

garrison of the next footage we should

have stood. This country

is too big to escape from. Shall we wait

here to die?

Do we do?

We wait. We pray.

We act. No,

no, no

Dietrich.

This was three days ago.

That's why Bishop Ber rushed to her

secret courier. He

must have known that German papers

wouldn't be covered.

I'm going to Berlin. That's madness.

You'll be arrested unusually. I can't

keep pretending that crying and teaching

is enough.

There's no other road into Berlin from

the north.

We'll make a home road.

The Gestapo is here today.

Make sure you welcome them.

Hand them a hymnal. Or

maybe they only know how to sing their

own songs now. Hmm

Indeed, our friends in uniform, our

fellow worshipers, just not of the same

God.

For years they have been saying now that

this country is infested,

and I finally agree. But

this infestation comes from within.

and not by the Jews, who are our

spiritual brothers and to whom we owe an

unpayable debt, but by those who claim a

higher office than the Lord Jesus Christ

himself.

Look at me.

Have the courage to look at me.

Go tell your furor that he's not bigger

than God. And for daring to claim his

throne, there awaits a punishment

beyond his understanding.

This is not your house.

I know I've been your pastor for almost

13 years now, and my job is to lead this

flock. But I failed.

Because when the Nazis first came for the

socialists, I didn't speak out

because I was not a socialist.

And when they later came for the trade

unionists, I didn't speak out,

because I am not a unionist.

And then they came for the Jews.

And I didn't speak out.

Not soon enough, because I am not a

Jew.

So when they come to knock at my door,

Will there be anyone left to speak out

for me?There

was reckless of you to come.

But nevertheless, I'm grateful

you're good.

Everything is different now, after what

they call Kristallna.

But I still need you outside. I think

todayThis was my last

sermon. But you finally said it in

public. What we've been discussing

at home. And you said it to their

wicked faces. I thought it was brave

and beautiful.

We're just going to say goodbye to Danny.

For a little while, please.

Listen, I'm very sorry,

but I have to go away. You don't, stay.

I want you to stay. I'm gonna speak to my

boy, my son,

my previous son. Please,

Papa, Papa, stay. Look, please,

I'm gonna stay, but here,

right here.

Always.

Always.

Please.

It is me whom you seek. Leave the rest

alone. We

shall take and leave whomever and

whatever we like. You

already stole this country. What else

do you want?This is not your

house. Put the

pasta in the car. No, noNo

Once you've finished your search,

violatorn. No! No No

writing the rest of us down. Tell her, my

love. That's true. Peter! What

happened?Hey.

Peter. Hey. HeyAre you

all right?All right

What does it say?They're under house

arrest.

Oh no, we need more guys, please.

They turned our houses into a prison.

They returned the entire country to

Christopher.

We have word from Finkenbiler. The

seminary was destroyed. And the

students who were in deck were forced

into uniforms by the military

Over the camps.

Dietrich, you'll be devastated. He's

lucky to be alive. If he hadn't gone to

Berlin, they might have executed him in

front of his students for sport.

Dietrich. I

think Genvader is gone.

Everything I thought God called me to

pursue burned to

ash. Life is

love and

building again.

Everything in the world has been built on

top of what came before.

The disciples all scattered

after Jesus was arrested. I never

understood why, until now.

The disciples scattered on Friday, yes.

But by Sunday, they were on

their way to changing the world.

Yeah. I thought I was going to do

something to discuss. I'll break the

lesson.

As a mole inside the out there, I have it

on absolute authority that the Jews have

been targeted for total extinction.

The Nazis have set up concentration

camps, forcing them to die from disease,

hunger, and hard labor. Dachau.

Buchenwald, Flossenburg,

Havensbruck. Bishop Niemoller is in a

concentration camp just like these at

Sachsenhausen.

The Adwirr is military intelligence for

the Defense Department. While Hitler has

created the Gestapo to be his own

plaything, the Adwirr works independently

of the Fuhrer. The Nazis plan to imprison

or frontline every pastor that won't bow

the knee to Hitler. Yeah, tell me there's

something we can do. There is.

Dietrich. I need you to understand that

your life will not be the same after I

speak these words. Even if you don't join

us. Yes, speak. This

is not like when the resistance met in

your house and you offered theology

instead of action.

You Christians only know how to keep your

hands clean. I hated hearing it then and

I hate remembering it now.

This will take dirty hands. It's all I

have left to offer.

Gentlemen, we have devised a plot to

assassinate the Fuhrer.

Hans, you're talking to

pastors, not killers.

Dietrich?Get him.

Here I am, Hans.

Send me. Dietrich, you are an avowed

pacifist.

And David was a shepherd when he slew

Goliath. The will of God is that men

should defeat their enemies by loving

them. Who wrote that empty promise?I did.

And I was right.

Before Hitler. Is Hitler the first evil

ruler since the scripture was written?No.

But he's the first one I can stop.

What do you require of me?Will God

forgive us if we do this?Will he forgive

us if we don't?

In order to destroy the Fuhrer, you must

first swear allegiance to the

Fuhrer. I've

spent two years ingratiating myself with

the Altvir. If you want to help, this is

our last anger to play. Otherwise you sit

home in forced silence, or get sent to

the front to fight for him instead of

against him. I

guess sometimes the only way to defeat

the father of lies...

is to lie better than he does.

Do you love the Judensau more than the

Germans?

It is not a difficult question. One loves

the Jews, or one loves the Faterland. The

Faterland.

I'm more interested in the answer of your

new recruit here, who's been parading

with Niemolla for the confessing church.

I'm here to confess.

I didn't see what the rest of the country

saw. And what is that, Herb Bonhoeffer?

That the time had come for Germany to

rise and for the rest of the world to bow

down. Heimlich! Bonhil Hitler!

The only problem is Herb Bonhoeffer. I

don't believe you. So... You

must do me one little favor and order

that I don't order your immediate

execution. Your favor is

my honor.

Neutral Switzerland is becoming a

problem. So

since they are our neighbors, this is the

worst problem of all. I

need you to take seven human to

Switzerland and guarantee that they

deliver one message, the Fuhrer's

message.

.

.

.

Each prisoner will tell the Swiss

officials that they've been treated as

guests by the National Socialists,

never felt safe and were protected, to

ensure that the Swiss understand the

Germans have built humanitarian camps to

guarantee the madness of war shall not

touch the Jewish people from now while

going forward. It was so insane I

had to memorize every line. Words aren't

words anymore, Dietrich.

Well, it's nice.

My name is Hans. This is my

brother-in-law Dietrich.

I am a pastor. I love the God of your

fathers, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and

Jacob. All of whom be in the gas

chambers. You've got Christians like you.

If you were speaking to many members of

my broken church, it would be right. But

you are not. When you cross the border,

you're free. Free?What is free?

What is your name?You are

animals. You stole my

name,

crossed it out with ink under my skin.

All that's left of my name is a sound in

my head. Please,

tell me your name.

I am Dietrich Bonhoeffer.

That's my name. That's

who I am.

Who are you?

Kiefer is my father's name.

My mother named me Moshe. It's an

honor to meet you, Moshe.

We brought you here so you can tell the

Swiss the truth about what is being

perpetrated by Hitler. We have church

contacts in Geneva who will help upon

your arrival in the city.

What if I don't believe you?Neither would

I. We

only need you to believe it long enough,

Moshe, to see it.

By the decree of the fuel and agreement

with President Attar.

Yes. We have been expecting you.

These are free men to be welcomed in

Switzerland. That's the agreement we

have. Yes, sir. We were told they would

be taken by car to Geneva, where they can

wash and dress. We are glad to

help our neighbor. But, um,

Jews?Is that really the

best you can offer us?We can offer

invasion if you prefer. The French broken

that without a second debate.

You Germans think you own the world here,

but you can do nothing against a neutral

country without drawing in England. And

even the United States.

Seven Jews. I guess that

amounts to 100,000

marks. So the Swiss make money on

more than chocolate and watches?

Seems being neutral can be verylucrative.

Now,

Switzerland will comes to Jews.

Does anyone have a drink?

We should toast this moment.

Why not?

Giedrich, where did you get the money?

All the friends in Sweden and Ireland.

We are not totally alone, lads.

Hans.

Today we saved seven lives.

Millions more to be saved.

But seven is a beautiful start.

Yes. Do not lose whoever only.

Sister, ye assassa.

Keep still, put your arms up.

Hands up! I won't hopefully you will put

your hands up. Dietrich, please raise

your arms. I'm tired of

lifting my arms, for Hitler and his

believers.

If he wants to shoot me,

he can. If he wants to shoot us all,

don't give him permission.

The war's over.

The war is over! You

hurt the planes.

You hid from the bombs. Just like us.

We are all Germans.

Please, don't. I forgive you.

No matter what you do.

How dare you! Forgive me!

How do you dare, you son of a bitch

Why am I being sent away at the decisive

moment?Because you're worth more alive in

America than dead in Germany. We need

your charisma in a pulpit in America, not

lighting a fuse in Berlin, and you will

return. Dietrich, you're asking me to

run?Well, I need it here the most.

Dietrich, the Nazis are tracing the money

we used in Switzerland. It's only a

matter of time until they find your

fingerprints.

You know this should be true. The outfair

is lit up with a search. They don't know

who they're looking for yet, but they

will. To

see your last chance, son.

Dick

I beg you, did I?I beg you,

please.

You will travel as Elgin Beckenbauer.

Hitler will be coming to view the armory

at Zoikhaus, and we've arranged for Rudi

to be his guide. You will have a glass

vial in each coat pocket. Once you break

them, the fuse is lit, and you will have

10 minutes until detonation.

This is a trigger that cannot be

unpulled, not just for Rudy,

but for all of us in the Resistance. I

want it to be chosen.

If I could die twice for my country, I

would.

I won't stop speaking. that

the word knows why we've done what we

have to do.

Percival Novler,

will you pray?

God of Abraham, Isaac and Jakob,

thank you for your faithful servant,

Rudolf Christopher. And though what

we are about to embark upon feels utterly

alien, it also feels precisely what you

have called us to do.

So guide our hands.

Guide our trembling hands.

Frank, I finally got

you back home. Should I drop a

suitcase and take this time like it needs

to be taken?I need to make a stop

first, and I need you

for attention. Come on.

Go on now. I

didn't go over here and rehearse how to

shuffle papers.

Nine years ago, I learned

in this very

building that faith

without action

is no faith at all.

And I've returned

to tell you and anyone who

will listen, that the time

to rescue the Jews of you,And to end

the madness of a man who has dared to

common sense a god

is now. But

how?

How can we act

when we face this kind of threat?

This kind of despair.

Because all our Savior ever asked

of Peter was,

follow me.

Two words. But

where does Christ bid us follow?

And can we set aside all our

plans and do as he says, because

when Christ calls a man, he

Bits him.

Come.

And die. More than a thousand Vickers

machine guns captured from France. Every

Hotchkiss enemy that Belgium surrendered

in countless T-26 tanks

from the Vulfkarkov.

These are your spoils for more than a

dozen countries brought to their knees by

your strength alone. Europe.

is burning. And

Kiev's Nazi killing squad shot dead.

33,000 Jews in

two days.

That's how far the devil has gone, but...

How far have you gone?

Most courage is

wasted, Herr Gersthorff.

Don't you agree?

All the way to the cross.

Because beyond the cross is

the resurrected land. And

that's the place to which he caught each

of us sinceBefore the beginning of

time, so...

Will you follow?

When you follow him

all the way to the

cross,

All the way to the cross, right, Dietrich?

Yes, sir. Yes.

Only problem.

Your cross isn't in America yet.

It's in Germany.

I, too, remember

understanding what I was preaching only

the moment the words left my mouth.

Reverend, I'm not running

away. I'm running

towards.

That's fair enough.

Towards what?

Where?

Where is your finish line?

Do you push?Is this the clear line?The

only one left.

Owens.

I'm coming home. You can't. I thought we

decided... God didn't agree, and neither

do I.

Is it done?No.

NoThe fuse was lit, but here John sensed

something. He was gone before the work

could be finished. Gaston. He's

alive?Somehow, Miracle. But we need help

from England, from Churchill. And there's

no safe means of reaching him. Have you

asked for help?Yes. Not a bomb, too, if

necessary. But no communications are

done. He may be standing by ready to

light a refuse, but there is no way of

knowing. Listen, my ship stopped

in London first, and now Bishop Bell

would help me. I don't want you

coming home to be arrested. I want to.

Hans.

I'm coming home.

London is crawling with Nazi spies.

They're watching everywhere. Good.

I like getting away.

Wait a minute.

Why arrive with no remains?

Your books have been read more than you

know, my friend.

So, please tell me in if we're listening.

He cannot provide the bomb you request.

Cannot or will not?Churchill sees

Germany as a whole, says he can't afford

to see the small threads in the tapestry

when the whole cloth is Nazi brown. Hell

is gold!Amidst the dark, my friend.

We cannot be forgotten or burnt with the

rest. I gave it everything,

reputation included. He's afraid

that a bomb traced to England would mean

invasion or worse. Invasion?

Invasion! My country

was invaded from within! I'll

have church and know what that feels

like. And please don't tell me you agree

with him. Of course not.

I bent his ear and his heart felt

breaking.

Nothing.

God doesn't always give answers, my

friend. But he always

gives himself. And you are

here, you're safe. Ohh My safety

is a prison.

I returned to Berlin,

unarmed, but full-hearted.

And are you sure you won't stay?Your

voice could be louder than loud from our

pulpits.

I've learned, finally, Bishop, that

people don't hear what is shout

from the pulpit as much as

they hear what is whispered in the

street. My prayers go with you, myself.

Then pray what I pray.

For the defeat of Germany.

You shouldn't have come home. I had

to. To tell me

Churchill has turned his back. You could

have done that from London and then gone

and lived a life. Hell isn't

over yet, Medwin.

What are we going to do, detours?

England was our last chance.

And don't say pray.

Faster now. Moving on to the bus.

Straight lanes.

Moving all the way in.

Faster now. Moving all the way in.

We

have

13 bodies to fit.

What do you think I'll burn over?Why this

travelling circus?

And the allies are getting closer?

Perhaps they want some prisoners alive to

bark. You've been

praying for a rescue. I hear you

in the middle of the night.

What if your God fails you?

This one last time.

Mortal!

Take the Bible.

There will be absolute silence. No

talking.

Here I am.

Halt?

What has become of the church when a

pastor has turned into an assassin?If a

driver were running over children,

well it could be everyone's

responsibility to stop

them. Dieter?

Where is it, Fred?

Klubloch wanted a warn.

It happens at dawn.

He has to see you.

In the state it has to be now. I

only have a few moments, but I can help

you. You don't have to win this way. I

have a spare uniform near your size. I

have food coupons and money. We work

out together after sunset, just two

guards headed into the village tonight.

It is not too late. There's an old

railway overgrown where a car won't even

be hard.

I can't escape. What?

Why?You deserve to. We all deserve

to. When I

wouldn't make it out of Germany, my

family would be killed. You, your family.

Listen, every act of courage

carries a cause.

I made my choice 12 years ago.

Long before I knew what it would mean.

And I've been... chased...

ever since. But now...

I'm ready... to

meet my destiny.

Once upon a time, I was a pastor.

Will you be our pastor today?

I will.

The Lord Jesus, on the night he was

betrayed, took bread, and

when he had given thanks,

he broke it.

and said,

this is

my body, which is broken,

is forgotten for you, for our Lord

Jesus Christ.

Do this for the

remembrance of me.

We can't allow. It is not our table.

It is the Lord's, and he has

invited us all.

This is the body, our Lord.

This is my blood, spilled

for you. So do this,

whatever you drink it,

for the remembrance

of me.

For me, this is not the end,

but the beginning of

life. On over to the gallows.

You give these to my mother.

I love you.

Tell her I couldn't find a

strawberry.

But my wife's did.