Master of the World (Der Herr der Welt)

THE MASTER OF THE WORLD

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Warning! Warning! We live in the Machine Age!

Engines, tractors, compressors.

The whole world is shaking under the roaring breath of technology.

In my opinion, technological progress is inevitable.

And nothing must stop him. Immobilism equals regression, which God forbid!

We must progress.

To avoid danger is cowardice.

What fantastic ideas. If I imagine the future as you conceive it...

it takes my breath away.

Only the evidences determine my conclusions.

And technology is obvious.

I heard, doctor, that you were going to produce robots in your factory?

It looks like a fairy tale. The kind that starts with "Once upon a time...".

But the motto of our work is: "He is... and he will be..."

- You are an engineer, Baumann, right? - Yes, a mining engineer.

So it is easy for you to conceive the technical development.

Heller Corporation builds machines capable of liberating us

from all physical work, we miserable humans.

They are real robots. Kinds of machine-men.

I hope that among your machine-men

there will be one who will replace us to write the postcards.

Do not be fooled, writing postcards is not mechanical.

It is so, however. What a pity.

Do not you fear, doctor,

that such a boom of machines does not sound the death knell of humanity?

No. Just take the problem right.

All should benefit from the benefits that technology can bring. All!

Coal mine

Annie, here you are. Come towards me. You look beautiful.

Disheveled. And dirty as a pig.

Listening. If you continue like this, you will not stay long a white horse.

Your own grandmother will not recognize you anymore.

Engineer Baumann, good luck. Back from your trip? Excellent.

Hello! What happened to you?

He has something in the eye. He was looking too hard while working.

He did it on purpose.

He hopes to have a look of embers if he has a piece of coal in his eye.

Go. Take off your dirty paws.

He sent me a postcard from an airplane. Stop crying!

How was it up there, sir?

Fantastic, a real paradise, guys. No smell or dust, only fresh air.

Impossible.

Such a thing exists therefore. Why did not bring it back? We need it here.

And?

Let's go. Thank you sir. The coal we found is yours.

Very good. Where is Schuhmacher?

Hi, Schuhmacher, old firewood owl. You seem more scary than ever.

You will ruin your complexion here below.

Thank God, you're back, sir. What solemnity! What is going on?

I just wanted to inform you. The tunnel 6... Something is wrong.

A heavy air. What is it? A risk of firedamp? Tell me.

The tunnel collapsed.

Go for it! Hurry! Hurry!

Back, sir. It's useless. It's total chaos down there.

Put the gas masks on, quickly!

We must move forward to block the well. Go!

The firedamp is spreading.

Help! Help!

Come down! Come down!

This way! This way!

I already thought, sir... I thought...

I would not come back at all, Josef. You look fit.

Wilma!

Erich, you're back. I missed you.

Excuse me, I have not stopped thinking about you.

You? Really? Really?

Before you start complaining, I have something for you.

What?

I do not know, that lucky goddess you've always wanted to have...

Wait a second.

Why is there not a directory for the pockets?

Or something close?

I put it... I put it here.

Okay. She's there.

Broken.

Do not take it to heart, Erich. We're going to fix the luck.

I neglected you, did not I?

You have been away for six months.

Almost as long as the duration of our marriage.

Six months.

But, darling, what could I have done? Courses, interviews,

press conferences, invitations from universities, the Senate, the President...

then negotiations with scientists, businessmen

and the bankers. They took me out, martyred...

I'm sure. You do not want to know more.

But let's not talk about it anymore. Now, I'm staying with you.

How long?

Today Tomorrow... Maybe all week.

Oh, Erich, I'm just glad you're here.

Really?

Come, please, come. Take a seat! A tablecloth, an egg...

Hello, hello, here the Heller factories.

Chief Engineer Wolter wants to talk to Mr. Heller.

Hello, hello, here the Heller factories.

- Excuse me. - Of course.

Here Heller, what's going on?

Forgive me for disturbing you upon your return.

It's good, Wolter, no need to apologize. What's the matter?

It's urgent, sir. The problem with Professor Wolf.

I read that in your last report.

It seemed weird. He ordered that his lab be walled up.

Yes, and it has been reinforced with metal plates.

Nobody knows what's going on inside.

But we can hear many detonations.

The detonations are not abnormal.

15 minutes ago, there were so many

that I thought the factory was going to explode.

All right, I'm coming.

Do not get mad, I have to go to the factory.

Stay here, Erich. Honey, it's my duty.

Always those stupid machines.

And this Wolf, it may sound stupid, but I can not feel it.

Alright Alright. I lacked authority with him.

He is an irresponsible fanatic. I'll take care of him.

Erich, be careful.

Do not worry, I'll be back in an hour.

Heller factories.

I repeated it to you ten times already.

When our doctor Heller comes in, you say one in a natural way...

- Hello. - Hello. Hello.

Dear sir, on behalf of the whole team,

and moved by the emotion that I feel, I want...

I want to be moved by you, uh, very moved...

A real fuss!

Dear Fischer, smoke one after this shock.

Really stirred...

Go back to your seats, please.

My dear Wolter, how's your little girl?

Very good, thank you, sir. Yesterday she tore up...

part of my wife's cookbook. And you will not believe it.

Only pages with recipes that I do not like.

What a fantastic little girl! I brought him a doll.

This is the last outing in America.

It's really extraordinary. She will be thrilled.

Is Professor Wolf in his lab?

Yes, sir, he's been there for 3 months.

I'll take it out. Let's go.

Hello sir. How are you?

- Very well thank you. - Perfect.

- Hello. - Hello.

Quick. Call him. Yes sir.

Now you can hear it, sir.

At least half a million volts, again.

Why does not he answer?

I do not know. Call him until he has a headache.

Here Professor Wolf. What is it?

It's Heller. I have to talk to you. Open right away.

As you wish, but come alone.

This is to avoid any risk of spying.

Professor? Where are you?

Come closer, sir.

Stop this nonsense, turn on the light.

But what the hell are you doing here, Professor?

The reports I have had are strangest.

Can you explain them?

I do not understand you, sir.

I did not sleep, but I worked.

How do you find that?

What is it?

A little surprise for you, a great robot. Inspired by our idea.

The improvement in productivity is a hundredfold.

Good surprise! Effectively. A wonderful boy.

My friend, protector of the factory, defender and fighter... All you want.

Wolf, I explicitly forbid you to use

factory resources for gadgets.

Gadgets? It's insulting, sir.

It's not a gadget, it's serious, damn serious.

The robot is a battleship...

the forerunner of an army that will conquer the world if we give the signal.

Stop your stupidities.

I build machines to produce, not to destroy, understood?

That's what we need to strive for, our worker robots...

who are supposed to free humanity from dangerous, unhealthy or idiotic work.

Ideals, sir, ideals.

Yes, ideals, but reasonable and accessible ideals.

What you do, professor, is madness and I forbid this madness.

This thing will be scrapped.

And if I refuse to do it?

So you will leave the factory tomorrow.

I am the master here. I am the only one to give orders.

Of course, here you are the master,

and if it's your will that will go to scrap.

What a pity, really what a pity.

So much zeal and work wasted on this thing.

And in the end... Head the scrap pile. What a pity!

Would not you like to look at it more closely

before we cast him, Dr. Heller?

It might interest you too.

Admire his power. It only asks to apply.

Bah... A battleship, just a shell and it's over.

But nobody is able to fire this shell.

Look at these two gigantic fists.