Hannibal Rising

Hide quickly!

Run away!

Quick! This way!

Quickly!

Down to the lake.

Oh-eeh...

- M... for Mischa. - Mischa.

- (EXPLOSION) - (BOTH GASP)

Come on! Come on, let's go!

Come on, Lothar.

- Hurry now. Give me the bathtub. - Yes, sir.

Hannibal, Mischa, where have you been?

- Hurry now! Quickly! - (EXPLOSION)

Hannibal!

Come here.

Come on!

Darling...

The cart is packed. Everything is ready.

Hurry up. Come on, come on.

Come along. Come on.

Hey.

Colonel Timka says the fighting will be close to the roads.

Can't last more than a few days.

We'll be safe at the lodge.

- (HORSE WHINNIES) Go on!

We're almost there!

No, no, no, no. The bath has to be for the dirty...

Yes, madame. In you come.

Take this.

Let's see if our toys are still there.

- Ah, hand me the bathtub. - I'll take care of that, sir.

No, no. It's fine. But let's hurry.

Cook will have finished packing the kitchen by the time you get back.

Ahh...

Mischa...

Hannibal, give them here. Mama's pearls...

Ah... ah! Woh!

Pearls before swine...

Mischa... blow.

Ah!

Shut up. Shut up!

You are a Jew. How could I eat your cooking?

Dispose of him.

How do you deal with locals, being locals yourself?

You say you want to be SS. Let's see you earn it.

Kill the Jew.

Bring me the peasant.

Move! Move!

Move, you fat fucking Jew! Move! Move!

Are you a gypsy?

- No, sir. - (LAUGHS)

Are you a Jew?

- (GUNFIRE) - (HORSE WHINNIES)

No, sir.

Ha ha, Milko. Good job! - (LAUGHING)

Why don't you show us your dick?

Major! - (BEEPING)

Russian tanks moving west!

Put all their food on the trucks.

Move it!

- (EXPLOSIONS IN DISTANCE) - (CHATTERING)

This forest was full of game.

This war...

Find us something to eat, Lothar.

Which way home, Hannibal?

Good boy.

(MAN SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE ON RADIO)

The Germans are falling back from Leningrad.

They are in full retreat.

- Freezing... and starving. - (MAN CONTINUES TO SPEAK ON RADIO)

- (GIGGLING) - What's that?

Tank! A Russian tank!

- Get away from the window. - Lothar! Russians!

Everybody out of the house!

We only want water. The children can stay in the warm.

- Get them inside. - Go on. Look after Mischa.

Come here.

Start the pump.

Wait here.

Mama!

Mama!

Shh!

How much longer with the pump?

A few minutes.

Stuka!

Stuka! Shoot! Shoot!

Get down!

Papa!

Papa!

Aah!

Mischa!

- Hannibal! - (COUGHS)

- Mama! - (GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

Mama!

Mama!

Hannibal!

No!

No! Mischa!

Mischa! Mischa, go back!

Go back, Mischa!

- Mama! - No, Mischa, go back!

- (BULLETS WHIZZING) - Hurry! Hurry!

Head shots. No holes in the clothes.

Come on, Grentz!

Kolnas, come on!

We're coming! Let's go!

Hurry!

Put them in the back.

Come on! Run, run, run, run, run!

Start the engine.

I told you, Grutas, we're going to die!

Relax, we're getting rich.

- In! In, in, in! - Come on, come on!

- Faster, faster! - Go!

Grutas, isn't that the SS Major?

Major? Kill a few gypsies, you said.

Kill a few Jews, and they'll make you SS.

If you had kept your word,

I would be saying "yes, sir" to you now.

But now... I am in business for myself.

He's not one of ours!

Kill him!

Russians!

Get the body. Hurry!

Don't kill the dead ones, stupid.

Find the weapons. Find the weapons!

Whoa! Oh, oh, oh!

Go. Go, go, go. All in.

Come on, come on, come on.

Dump the body! Dump the body immediately!

- (ROCK CLANGS) - (GROWLING)

They're shooting looters.

Stop and black out.

- (DOOR BANGS OPEN) - Move back!

Don't shoot!

Come on!

Come on.

- Put it down. - Drop it now, you little fuck!

Put it down!

Or we shoot her.

Give me that.

Get the radio, Kolnas.

We're lucky. Only kids.

If a patrol comes by...

we saved them...

and their family's stuff.

Hey, Dortlich.

Grentz, check the door.

Pot watcher.

Check upstairs.

Find some food.