The first 200 lines.
- Outpost 2:Black Sun (2012) - IMDB #1418712 - fps = 23.976 - Length = 1:41:10
Miss Rahme?
That's enough for today, everyone, Mr. Rauch has a visitor.
Armand Rauch?
My name is Sophia Rahme, my mother was Famke Rahme.
Her sister studied in Argentina.
I think I'm your niece.
Niece?
My girl, look at you.
Tell me how did you find me?
It wasn't easy. At least I'm here now, Uncle.
Or should I say, General? That's right, isn't it?
General Neurath of the SS?
My name is Rauch, Armand Rauch.
Do you remember Mathieu Jonas? Oh, you'd be safe once he died, right?
But he had a daughter.
This... this was my mother's.
And this... this was my dad's
And this belonged to the soldier that got him out of the death camp which you ran.
I watched them all die looking for you and the others.
So every moment of pain you feel right now, is for them.
Fucking Jewish slut! Whore!
The only way you don't die in this room right now,
Is if you give me Klausener.
You give me Klausener, and I don't smother you with a fucking pillow.
Such bravado.
But still your hands shake.
I'm helpless.
Do it!
Typical.
You know, there is a reason why all this started.
And looking at you now,
I realize just what it was.
Fine. But you're too proud not to have kept something.
Souvenirs?
Finding Klausener will change nothing.
You're already too late.
- You... you don't know, do you? - What are you talking about?
Who is this guy Hunt? He's a scientist?
Why are you funding his work in Europe? Is Klausener there?
Answer me!
Look at you, a child playing detective.
The Reich of a Thousand Years has not been hiding from the likes of you.
It has simply been waiting in the shadows.
Fuck! Come on! Come on! Come on!
Don't you fucking dare! Come on!
Fuck!
Doctor?
Sir, they have arrived. They are onsite.
Herr Klausener.
EASTERN EUROPE
Control, site secured.
Extraction team proceeding.
There're shell casings and blood trails that look fresh.
No sign of your operative or his team.
Approaching the machine room now.
Machine room in sight.
We should get them out.
It is too late, Josef.
But the job is done.
Smile, Josef. We start it.
I'm sorry, I don't speak the language.
Hey! Come on!
Look! I've got money, just take that, I...
Enough! Let her go, Marius.
- You are a reporter? - No.
- An unfortunate time for a woman. - No, I'm looking for this guy.
I think he was here maybe two weeks ago.
Yes, he was here.
He met other men, soldiers, not locals, mercenaries.
- They went east, they never returned. - East, you say?
But not a place you want to go. You see these families out there?
They come from there. Houses burned, families killed.
They talk of horrible things.
Yeah, but this Hunt guy, can he have come back by another route?
He didn't come back... he's dead.
- You look old. - Gee, thanks.
- While you're there, I'll have whiskey. - Make it doubles.
Well, he's paying.
- My, my! Hasn't she grown. - It's been time.
A lot's happened. Where have you been?
Here and there... a lot.
I heard about Mathieu. I'm sorry.
- A car accident, right? - Yeah, it was an accident.
That'll explain why Neurath didn't live to stand trial in Paraguay.
- That was an accident. - Right.
So, he gives you Hunt, and now you're here looking for Klausener, huh?
And now I know I'm on the right track. Hunt's like you.
- Searching for your priceless mini-magnets. - The unified field theory.
- Whatever. - Yes, he was in the same field.
- And you don't want to be. Go home. - Guess that'll happen.
Jesus, Lena, did you listen to anything he said? This is real.
- And this is for all the marbles. - Christ!
Here, take a look.
NATO have had a Rapid Reaction Force fighting here in secret for two weeks.
Mama?
Shh! It'll be...
- Just because some of guys dressed as... - You don't understand.
Götz, Camp Commandant, testi-fuckered-out in '45.
Looking sprightly for a dead guy.
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Klausener did this? He really did this?
We're a long way from old men in rest homes, Lena.
- You know where he is! - Go home!
- Forget it! - Well I tried.
- You're taking me with you. - No, I'm not.
Klausener's the last. I get him, this is over for me.
Well, good luck with that.
It was nice to see you.
So...
How did Klausener do this?
They're like... ghosts.
It's got a romantic definition, but, actually it's about a million miles away.
Here! Klausener's machine.
With this on your side you got the perfect army.
Theory goes he gave his troops some kind of special treatment.
Sounds nice.
A treatment combines with a magnetic field that the machine creates,
and suddenly, the men aren't like us.
Inside that field they do what they want... ya know, shoot 'em, see if they care.
This picture was taken three weeks ago.
Nothing unusual, I mean, it's pretty, even though it's Civil War stuff.
This is taken two weeks ago, right after Hunt managed to...
This area, this is an electromagnetic field.
Vehicles, communications, aircraft...
anything electrical is useless inside it,
and it's sitting right around the area that Klausener was last stationed.
This is three days ago.
Right now, it's 30 miles across.
Where Götz and his boys coming with it.
- Where are they going? - Everywhere. That's there deal, right?
The Reich of a Thousand Years.
- Okay, here we go. - What?
I got the crew! Let's go!
- What's going on? - We're a U.N backed task force, Sir,
we believe that illegal chemical weapons have been deployed in this conflict.
The civilian population are being warned,
They may need to relocate for a brief period for their own safety.
Right.
- We need to get moving. - Chemical weapons?
Horseshit! Why give away the greatest secret in the history of science
- when you can keep it for yourself instead. - They couldn't.
Trust me, any governments will pay any price to get
Klausener or the machine for themselves. We need to go... now!
Wait! What are you gonna do if you get it? Donate the proceeds to charity?
I went lookin' for Klausener in Russia, and trusted the wrong guys.
Huh!? Don't do time in one of their prisons, they're cold.
About a year in, two guys from the embassy show up.
I think they're gonna get me out...
But once they realized I couldn't give 'em anything on the machine,
they left me to rot.
Nobody should control this kind of power.
Nobody.
I just want Klausener.
Klausener's facility was an underground bunker.
And if this map's right, then it should be about two days travel.
Sure, but explain the part where if we're using my kit and my car, we still need my money?
We're heading to a militia camp, I got a local contact, a guy called Limak.
For the right price, he and a few of his boys will act as guides.
- Do you trust him? - Fuck no!
But I'm not goin' in there without some kind of escort.
Okay, it's about another mile down here.
There's a track, turn out to the left.
Oh, come on!
Guess we're there.
The field's expanding much quicker than I thought.
Get your stuff. The faster guidance we have, the better.
Shit! That's the militia camp.
That is it, you ready?
Limak! Limak!
Come on!
Limak... shit.
Hold still, don't even breathe.
We need to get moving.
Lena...
Lena, we gotta go.
That's back where we came from.
We can call it a day, right now.
And the car's obviously for shit,
but on foot, we could be back on the other side of the front line by tomorrow.
It's your call.
Special forces.
Hello!
It's an E.M.P., electromagnetic pulse.
It fires a burst of energy
that fries anything electrical within a certain radius.
Smart.
They try to get in close,
- kill the machine, disable the magnetic field. - Can we take it with us?
- Maybe use it when we get to the bunker. - Naw! It's fucked. C'mon!
Gotta keep movin'.
What are these?
They're runic symbols.
Here you go.
There was a Nazi special weapon division, they called themselves The Black Sun.
They used them everywhere in their documents.
I think it's a code,
a password for operating the machine.
Oh! This must've taken you years.
Ten, give or take.
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