The first 200 lines.
From the beginning.
Please.
"The Führer welcomes at its headquarters
Youth Leader Axmann with a delegation of 20 Hitler Youths,
who have excelled in their defense of the homeland
and have been awarded with the Iron Cross.
With these 20 boys, the German youth symbolically appeared before the Führer.
These loyal helpers of our soldiers and the Volkssturm stand,
brave and fearless, in highest commitment.
- The boys tell about their--" - Stop!
Naumann, the Führer doesn't tremble.
The people will never see this footage.
We only have this.
The Führer is a shadow of his former self.
- Terrible, but true. - I decide what's true.
And what's true...
...is what's good for the German people. Do you finally get it?
Then show what the boys report to the Führer.
They couldn't.
- He had to withdraw immediately. - Take other footage, Naumann!
Take the boy we gave the Iron Cross to.
- The Führer doesn't look well. - Catastrophic.
Nothing left.
Only old ones. And the boys?
They go to their certain death?
What difference does it make?
That's a hero's death.
It's time, Magda.
Get the children.
Helga noticed.
She asks where we will go if we lose the war.
There's no other way.
We have the pictures of the boy.
- We can show them to you. - Go ahead.
When Russian got closer to Lauban,
I volunteered myself to report to Lauban's combat commander.
"If Germany is still alive today,
if Europe, and with it, the Western world, with its culture and civilization,
has not yet completely sunk into the vortex of the dark abyss...
...you have him alone to thank for this.
Because he will be the man of this century."
I'll tell people this on your birthday.
Very good, Doctor.
The Russians will be here soon.
Everyone is urging me to leave Berlin.
But I'm staying.
If I succeed here, then five minutes to 12:00, I will bring about the decision.
The enemy coalition will be breaking.
It's just a question of whether...
...we're already six feet under by then.
A devastating mood.
Criticism against the Party is everywhere,
including the Führer.
The Russians will be dealt a harsh defeat here in Berlin.
If it doesn't end well and he dies with honor,
then Europe will become Bolshevik.
But he will be a legendary figure in five years at the latest.
He would be sanctified by this last great effort.
It's all about the decision now.
Let's face it with pride.
The people want role models.
In 100 years,
a beautiful color film will be shown
about those terrible days that we are going through here.
Don't you want to play a part in this film?
Then hang in there!
So that the audience doesn't start booing when you appear on the screen.
- Hail Hitler! - Hail Hitler!
My diaries and pictures will shape the image of our time.
But no one will ever know how I got the people behind the Führer.
I strictly forbid showing techniques
that influence the masses.
This would be disillusionment of national affairs.
Do you know the name of the English, or the American propaganda minister,
or even Stalin's?
No.
But Joseph Goebbels?
Everyone knows him.
My wife, my children and I...
We will set an example for posterity
of what it means to be faithful until death and beyond.
I created the Führer myth.
With my last big enactment,
we will be a part of it.
Germany has become one again, one people, inseparably connected.
In this hour, the German people in Austria
have elevated and confessed their being German.
A rejoicing that the world may yet...
The Führer enters Vienna like a triumphant.
Indescribable.
And now the victory is complete.
It's a historic hour, Hanke.
We now need pictures that show
how the Führer is welcomed with huge applause in Vienna.
Yes, Doctor. Whatever it takes.
The flyers have been distributed, 130 million in all.
Our materials were in Vienna on time.
On the special trains with our followers, we didn't have to help much.
The people are thrilled.
And our people teach the Jews manners.
Brushing the streets with toothbrushes.
Rubbing, they call it.
That's a real Viennese slur.
Himmler reports 20,000 arrests and 100 deaths.
Serves the Jews right.
But we don't say anything about it in the news.
We're as truthful as it's useful.
Propaganda is an art like painting.
It's not the image that comes closest to reality
that has the greatest value.
No, it's the one that triggers the greatest emotions.
We create the images that will last.
As the Führer and Chancellor of the German nation and Reich,
I hereby declare before German history
the entry of my homeland into the German Reich.
Sit down!
Gentlemen,
tomorrow the Führer will be given a welcome in the capital of the Reich
that will surpass anything that has gone before.
The propaganda troops will have to return to Berlin from Vienna immediately.
We need new festive and banner materials.
Businesses close, schools take a day off,
everyone must take to the streets.
The police will lead the people to their assigned sections.
We'll make sure that there are no troublemakers.
Well done, Helldorf!
The SA has also promised 25,000 men, ensuring order and decorating streets.
We'll work through the night to make sure everything's ready tomorrow.
My instruction for the press: "Triumphant entry of the Führer
into the capital of the Great German Reich."
This will be communicated today via newspapers and loudspeakers.
"People of Berlin,
no one must be absent from the streets when the Führer arrives."
Berliners, close the shops and businesses!
No apartment, no building, no business without banners and flags.
We want to greet and cheer the Führer in all of our deep gratitude.
We all, of course.
Long live Adolf Hitler!
Long live our people and the Reich!
Look at that!
We've become true masters of mass domination.
I've arrested possible troublemakers.
And we'll give the Jews a thrashing.
We'll do it all in the follow-up. And properly.
Let's go. Go, go, go!
I told you to pay attention to my signal.
- I explained it to you in detail. - Hail Hitler, Doctor.
See, we leave nothing to chance.
Very well. You've learned.
We need some time. But we'll get it done.
Upon arrival, we let out a threefold "Hail victory!"
And then the anthem.
It has to look spontaneous.
Then we wait and let the people sing,
"We won't go home until the Führer speaks."
We will show a jubilant city
with songs from the heart of the German people.
You can't play marching music all the time, even if the party wants so.
We'll demonstrate that our grandparents' waltz
is not the end of the story, and everything else is evil.
- Listen, this music is touching my heart. - Not just right now.
In propaganda, we are allowed to be generous in an erotic sense.
In return, we strike against political jokes.
My esteemed artists.
To the Führer, the greatest of artists.
To our Führer.
We're counting on you.
Dear Paula Wessely.
You will vote in favor of the annexation of your homeland.
You are all role models, even in private.
A Jewish woman as a wife is no longer an easy thing to do.
My dear Gottschalk, great challenges are ahead of us.
- Here's to German art! - And to our propaganda minister.
- Bravo. - Thank you all.
A good government cannot exist without propaganda, and vice versa.
I'm telling you, gentlemen, we are all propagandists.
In every moment in which we try to conquer a woman.
We're stupid when we boast and smart when we flatter.
Like a propagandist, we have an intention,
but it must be so virtuously concealed
that this intention fulfils you without you realizing it.
Isn't that right, ladies?
You'll have to forgive me. That's what we're here for.
I'll be driving here with the Führer tomorrow.
All of Berlin is working according to my plans.
There's nothing I can do about it, Liduschka.
You trigger the most beautiful feeling I've ever experienced.
Let's be reasonable, Joseph. You have a wife and sweet children.
It'll hurt you. It'll hurt me, too.
Don't think Magda will put up with that, right?
But I can't be reasonable.
A beautiful woman
is like a sailing ship on the vast sea.
All the winds fall on her and take her somewhere.
And when a storm comes, it ends in a huge,
inescapable hurricane.
Angel...
...the Führer makes us so happy.
I had the children wake up for you.
Helga, Hilde, Helmut, say good evening to Daddy.
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