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COLONEL REDL
Written by Dramaturge
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This story is not based on authentic documents.
The actions of the characters were invented.
This film is inspired by the play called "A Patriot for Me" by John Osborne
and historical events of our century.
Your grandfather was a friend of the emperor.
One day the emperor asked him:
“Well, my friend, what's up? "
“To our King.
May the heavens fill him with a thousand blessings!
May strength and wisdom inspire his soul!
That all over the world
and among his faithful subjects his glory shines!
Its watchword is peace, and those who refuse it
will be crushed by his righteous anger.
Brave as a lion but no less lenient,
His head will always be crowned with laurel. "
Beautiful, my little Redl.
Sit down.
Perhaps you will become a great poet of the homeland.
It's been a long time since I heard
such a beautiful poem to the glory of his Majesty.
Mr. Prefect, here is the young Alfréd Redl
which I have the honor to recommend to you, Mr. Prefect,
the application to the imperial military school.
You should always stand up straight, my son.
We will be proud of you.
And we will never forget how kindly the Emperor treated us.
How happy it would be if you came back to us as an officer!
What an honor it would be for us!
Your grandfather was just a poor peasant.
It is a great honor that we do you...
You must remain forever grateful to the emperor
for his kindness.
We go down, we go up, we go down, we go up.
We go down, we go up, we go down, we go up...
Hands on the back of the neck! Squat down!
Jump left!
One, two, one, two, right.
One, two, one, two, right, left.
To the right !
To the left !
To the right !
To the left !
To the right !
To the left !
To the right !
To the left !
To the right !
To the left !
To the right !
Standing !
Go on g
Go g
Go on g
Redl, Kubinyi! Take care of yourself !
For having broken your canes, it will be the stick!
Class three! Stop exercising!
Line up in two rows for the clubbing!
Redl, Kubinyi, take off your clothes!
Did you see, Redl? It's snowing.
Thank you.
Kristôf Kubinyi, at the orders of his grandmother!
The troop is complete, plus one, my friend.
Harry g
Come on, Harry!
Come here !
Do not be afraid, he gets to know him. You are a good dog.
Tell me, boy...
The monarchy is so great that I couldn't tell when I saw you
to which of the many peoples of His Majesty you belong.
I was born in Galicia.
- Are you Polish? - No.
My father is Ruthenian, with German origins.
My mother's grandfather...
was from Hungary as far as I know.
They were Hungarians.
They were nobles. They lost everything.
They lost all their fortune.
Later, the emperor helped them.
He offered them a job in administration.
Very well...
So, you must have Hungarian blood.
My mother always sang a Hungarian song:
“At the foot of the mountains of Csitâr. "
At the foot of the mountains of Csitâr,
heavy snow has fallen.
♪ heard it said, my angel,
that you had fallen under your steed.
With your broken hand
how can you hold me tight
Marry you, my angel,
I couldn't.
Come on, Kristof! The view is superb.
I will not climb the tree, however.
You smell very good, soldier, like a colt.
Can you stand being tickled? We will see.
One two Three...
four five six...
seven, eight, nine...
ten, eleven, twelve...
Could you help me ?
Katalin!
What do you expect from civilians,
if the military is already behaving like at the zoo?
Everyone, attention!
- Do you keep order? - At your command, Colonel!
Report back to me. Who is responsible ?
I'm sorry, Colonel, I don't know.
I know, student Redl.
I know his name:
Kristof Kubinyi.
Excuse me, Colonel, it sure isn't him.
- So who ? - I don't know, Colonel.
♪ was singing.
Redl, are they the same guys as usual?
Von Freyberg, Galiena, von Gencsy, von Kubinyi?
No, not Kubinyi, my colonel.
My patience has limits. It is you who ensure the order.
So I will have to kick out of high school
these four impertinent people, including Baron Kubinyi.
My colonel, I think it was von Gencsy.
All right, Redl. You will be a faithful soldier of His Majesty.
You are a clever little peasant.
You can dispose.
Judas!
I am a Judas, not a soldier.
These are real soldiers.
I'm just a dirty peasant traitor.
Kris!
- Yes ? - Can we take a walk?
You are crazy ?
♪ feel like you don't like being with me.
- What's your problem ? - Are you ashamed of our friendship?
- Are you completely nuts? - You've been avoiding me lately.
- For example ? - Drop it.
Who are you thinking about ?
Freyberg for example. He monopolizes you.
Are you still my friend?
Or do you prefer to be with others, those who are like you?
Do I have to be accountable?
- Clausewitz says that... - The soldiers remain friends forever.
- How did you know...? - I know your favorite quotes.
Tell me if you don't like my company, if I disturb you.
Tell me sincerely if you don't want my friendship, if it's a shame for you.
Redl, I swear allegiance to you.
Colonel Feldhauer asks for student Redl in his office.
At rest.
I'll tell you quickly.
Pupil Redl...
Your father is deceased. Here is the telegram.
Here, take it.
You can go on long-term leave.
If you need anything...
money for the trip or to buy a funeral
wreath, don't hesitate to ask me.
You can count on me, my boy.
My colonel, I ask your permission to stay here
to attend the ceremony in honor of Her Majesty.
Now that your godfather,
Franz Joseph I was crowned emperor,
by the links
of the Catholic Church
you become the sons
of our father François-Joseph.
This word,
you can use it now
head held high and legitimately.
Because his Majesty,
by virtue of the holy sacrament of confirmation,
recognized you as his sons.
May this gesture make indissoluble
the links that bind you
to the army and to his Majesty.
May your filial gratitude,
that your filial loyalty
be the guarantors forever
of these indissoluble ties that unite you
to our Lord,
to our homeland and to our Emperor.
Detachment D did not join the army.
We've been waiting for the order for two minutes.
Lieutenant Schorm! Send a warrant officer there.
♪ await his report.
The medical staff are still in the valley.
Lieutenant Beatz! Hire Reservists
against the QX section of enemy lines.
Go right away!
At your command, my captain! QX!
Gentlemen?
My respects, colonel!
The target has been taken.
Perfect, Redl.
You carried out this operation very well.
A remark, however. This land is not an officers' club...
where we smoke, unkempt, hands in pockets,
watching his friends play pool.
Lieutenant Schorm!
The soldiers are not allowed to smoke while climbing the rocks.
So avoid smoking during maneuvers. Keep going!
Ring the end of the exercise.
At your command, my captain.
My respects, colonel!
I was the one who allowed Lieutenant Schorm to smoke.
You were wrong, Captain Redl.
You have to control yourself, in all circumstances.
Instead of making a pact with the Hungarians in 1867,
the emperor would have done better to annex Puszta,
like the English in Ireland!
Without this compromise Austria would not be an empire.
The power of Vienna comes from the cowardice of our policies.
Our lieutenant feels sorry for poor Hungary.
But does he know... that she herself oppresses her neighbors?
Everything has its price... It is so.
And Arad? And Haynau?
- Generals executed as criminals? - Come on, Kubinyi!
This compromise is to the glory of his Majesty.
- Redl, you look so sad. - Maybe your fault.
Do not worry about me. Rather drink!
- Let's drink to Captain Redl! - To his health!
- Do you like it, Captain? - Yes, he's nice...
You hear ? We love you ! So rejoice!
Do you want me to help you ?
This Redl...
Was he born in Lemberg?
Yes, and you in Pomerania...
- For you, it's the same? - Exactly.
Are you perhaps cosmopolitan?
No, I am Hungarian, an officer, and friend of Redl.
As the emperor said...
“This Hungarian nation, so good and so generous! "
Are you trying to offend me?
No.
Not at all.
Let's go there
- So, baron, are you cheating on me? - Yes.
And how !
Jealous?
We haven't met yet...
It will come.
Have you ever slept with me? Or are you just watching?
Have you ever slept with a girl?
Or you can only cum by bawling with your men?
What has this Kubinyi got to make your head spin?
In addition to getting along...
-... he loves to do it. - What?
All.
- Well, you can initiate me. - You can't learn it.
- It's innate. - He has a beautiful body, eh?
Superb!
What do you like about him?
- Her hairy butt? - Yes !
He has small, round, hard buttocks...
Muscular thighs...
like a young boy.
You can barely grab it.
- What about his scar on his knee? - Yes, I like it too.
How does he like her? Quick ?
Slow ?
Brutal?
- Or tender? - If he's tender?
No, he grabs me and he hugs me...
He crushes my breasts and nibbles me.
And I nibble it too.
He nibbles you...
And you ?
How do you prefer it?
Do you really want to learn it?
So look at your brother, take some seed.
What do you have ?
- Nothing. - Are you going to throw up?
No. It will be fine, don't worry.
During the big parade
I will reassemble the regiment,
commanded by his excellency, Colonel von Roden,
and I will report back to him.
First:
my mother is from a Jewish family.
Second: my father is a Jew from Budapest.
Can you imagine the scene?
Von Roden's head?
In full parade,
in front of all the notables.
The consuls, the attachés, and the Goszleth ladies,
Dominika and Danielle.
Alfréd, one day I'll tell them who I am.
Do you think they don't know you're a Jew?
I am not a simple Jew, I am a Hungarian Jew.
It's different.
We can seriously discuss it instead of whispers.
My father was kicked out after the uprisings of 49.
Mine spent his time playing cards with the rabbi from Lemberg.
They were very good friends.
Redl! What if you were a Jew too?
For me, everything would be easier.
Okay, from today on, I'll be a Jew too.
It's all the same, isn't it?
You know...
♪ love your parties.
Yom Kippur, the Jewish Passover!
Redl, I like you.
You are full of ambition.
Let's go and conquer the Goszleth ladies!
Would you like to look at these portraits?
Who do you think they are?
Are they alike?
We know your sense of observation.
This one ? Lieutenant Beatz?
- No, my captain. - Which then ?
- Captain Tannhoffer. - And this handsome young man?
- Kubinyi. - That one ?
It's me.
- Carry on, Captain. - Doctor Sonnenschein.
- Jaromil Schorm. - Schorm? Jaromil?
Tell me, Captain...
Isn't this lieutenant a woman?
- You say ? - I mean homosexual...
Not that I know.
A Czech?
A Jew ?
You better ask him directly.
Straightforward question, straightforward answer.
You are very naive.
"Uniforms in debt"
“Who will protect the army in the event of war? "
This indecent article appeared in a Prague newspaper,
signed by a certain Senior.
Do you know who is behind this name?
Your immediate subordinate, Lieutenant Jaromil Schorm.
About the army and the officer corps, he denounces
corruption, debts, gambling, drinking, whores!
He says that in the event of war, the Imperial Army would need to be protected.
Schorm!
Senior!
Senior ?!
Tell me,
captain, do you still play the piano?
When I was in school, Lieutenant Ruzec gave me lessons, yes.
Good then.
Watch out for this Schorm.
When the time comes, you will come back and report to me.
Tell me...
Can you give me the contact list
officers with the locals by the afternoon?
This Schorm! I do not want to see him any more !
I'll get rid of this provocateur!
A disgusting character!
I saw him the other day in front of the officers club.
His gaze is particularly devious.
And you took his side!
He comes to provoke me even in my regiment,
and the staff is informed before me! They launch an investigation.
We are not in condition...
to face these incessant attacks. It's absurd !
Traitors loathe me, Captain.
Let them go to hell!
Get rid of him!
Or tell him to ask to leave the army.
I hope he disappears!
And you will take care of it.
Something else, Redl.
Tell your dear friend Kubinyi
that he would do well to put an end to his late forty-eight tirades.
I will not tolerate any criticism of the Compromise! It's clear ?
As soon as he gets drunk, Haynau's name comes out.
Haynau has been dead for years.
Haynau is not the Monarchy. Damn it !
The Monarchy is us!
And Baron Kubinyi!
What can be faulted with an article, if it is true?
Nothing ! But these are slanders.
It is shameful that an officer graduating from the imperial school
is expressed this way.
He lives among us, enjoys the privileges of the uniform,
he laughs, swears with us,
and we discover one day
that he's not one of us.
He spies on us, rather than discussing, he questions us, takes notes
to denounce his comrades in arms under an assumed name.
Schorm just has to draw his conclusions
and leave those whom he has betrayed and slandered.
Are you taking notes, Schorm?
I can dictate to you, if you prefer.
Gentlemen, I propose on my own behalf, as well as on behalf of the corps of officers,
as Officer Schorm,
on his own command,
asks to leave the regiment and the imperial army.
Schorm!
I...
Lieutenant Schorm can invoke the pattern at will.
Yes.
Gentlemen, the hour may or may not be serious,
I do not know.
We are not at the cabaret!
Of course, doctor.
Let us remain cold soldiers!
What's taking him? Is the Czech going crazy?
Schorm, you are wrong to believe that I, as the regimental medic,
will provide you with a certificate saying that you are mentally ill,
although I am sure. No !
Lieutenant!
Designate your seconds!
Know that I consider your insult to the Imperial Uniform
as a personal affront.
So let's fight a duel!
Is the gun okay with you?
Sorry, you are short-sighted. Do you prefer the sword then?
Don't confuse in front of everyone
sword duel and appendicitis operation.
Don't be offended, but I know very well
that military doctors are not the most talented.
Summa cum Iaude, you bastard!
Gentlemen, if two of you would like to be named second!
I won't fight with you.
I am the third best marksman in the army.
Allow me to send for my civilian clothes.
Duel tomorrow at dawn.
I will choose my seconds. Alfréd!
I told you Sonnenschein,
there will be no duel.
Even after I take off my uniform
I will not be able to fight with a Jewish doctor.
Whatever.
Gusztâv, you don't know how to fight.
And me ? Schorm?
Would you find me up to it?
Baron Kubinyi?
You yes.
But, gentlemen, it's still...
That's enough ! Tomorrow at dawn. With the pistol, great shooter!
Thirty paces away. Three balls each. Redl, you'll be my second.
Please... I hate waking up so early.
I would prefer from noon or in the afternoon...
Finally, honor above all.
So it will be the gun, and at dawn!
These articles, Schorm...
You, such a good soldier.
This duel is stupid.
Desist.
It was not me who provoked it.
- I'll put you under arrest until then. - Too late, Captain.
It is as a simple subject of his Majesty that I will fight
with Baron Kubinyi.
- Lock him up, if you're afraid for him! - Listen, Schorm...
It is not the army that is separating from you.
You are leaving the army.
You will be back in two or three years.
Two or three years? Where will the army be by then?
She will be in her place, I assure you.
And me to mine.
Do you know what I hate in the army?
It's waking up so early, damn it!
Who is it ? Who is here ?
Redl!
Is that you, Schorm?
I suspected it was you. Excuse me.
- It's early. - Yes.
I couldn't sleep. And you ?
I still sleep badly.
Kubinyi must have slept well.
Don't underestimate him.
- Do you want a cigarette? - No.
Him, he overestimates himself.
You are full of strength and energy.
And you ?
I am not one of you.
What do you mean ?
I want to stay Jaromil Schorm.
I do not understand.
I can't stand to lead this double life anymore.
Everyone plays their part so well.
It's disgusting.
All that...
I still don't understand you.
Tell me, Schorm...
Are you really anti-Semitic?
My grandmother is Jewish. It's enough for you?
You are right. I shouldn't have taken it out on Sonnenschein.
But it made me happy to have called him a Jew.
Don't be irresponsible.
It is not in my habit.
You play with people.
Not like you...
Me ?
What do you mean ?
You demand too much of yourself.
I do not have a choice.
Certainly yes.
You are right.
We didn't really talk, the two of us.
Why couldn't you sleep?
I do not know.
I think I had a dream.
- You don't believe in dreams? - No.
Though...
It's cold.
Yes.
- Arms ? - I have them.
- Redl was telling me a dream. - There is no time.
- But if. - Stopped.
- Gentlemen... - Please!
I would ask you to address once again
the issue which gave rise to this dispute,
and to use the weapons purely symbolically.
Officers stand guard outside. Everything will remain in secret.
I am now leaving the room.
Stay, Redl!
Gentlemen... I am ready.
We should call a doctor.
Yes?
Schorm was a friend of yours?
No, my colonel.
You know that if we learn your role in this case,
your career could suffer.
I know what I did, Colonel.
We are going to cover it up.
Thanks, colonel.
For Kubinyi, it will be different.
It's not the first time this has happened to him.
But to be honest, he will get out of such an incident more easily.
Redl, Redl, I must tell you,
even if you were only a second, it was a serious fault on your part.
May it not happen again.
Yes, my colonel.
You imagine that a modest family officer
and without brilliant relationships goes unnoticed?
Do you believe that, Redl?
I am convinced that in the army,
the real merits rarely go unnoticed.
That's right, Redl.
For a very simple reason:
the future of the monarchy, and probably
that of Europe, depends on the army.
♪ also noticed that the officers who criticize our privileges
are often poor and even worse.
It is true. A good soldier knows how to recognize his peers.
It is even the basis of camaraderie.
Redl, as commander,
it is my duty to inform the
Ministry of War, men of great merit.
Your qualities will earn you a promotion. It's a fact.
Here is my report on you.
And here is the order to report to Vienna.
Your appointment to the rank of second in command
has been approved by Her Majesty.
Too bad the news arrives precisely today...
Still receive my congratulations.
Thanks, colonel.
I am very happy.
It was I who trained you.
Good...
That's all.
That's for you.
A wallet and a briefcase.
I had them made in Vienna.
A. R.
♪ have affection for you, my boy.
You can dispose!
My colonel.
Yes?
♪ would like Lieutenant Kubinyi to accompany me.
He's an excellent soldier.
You two make a funny pair.
I'm not sure if this benefits you...
But finally !
It is doable with the links of the baron's family if they feel like it...
Katalin!
You saw it ?
The emperor !
He contemplates the landscape.
The castle is very close. He often comes here.
The emperor !
Unbelievable !
If we had gone to pay him our respects?
What would you say to him?
“Commander Redl! At your service ! "
I would extend my best wishes to him for health and a long life.
Check !
Take us to the hostel.
I am tired, Commander.
Let's take a bedroom.
♪ saw the emperor today! What luck !
Alfréd.
Horses and saddles...
You smell good, soldier.
Kristof never has that soldier smell.
Or do you feel it at home?
Me ?
There you are, madam.
Soldier,
uncork the champagne!
♪ have prepared a beautiful and large nuptial bed. You see ?
What will your husband say if you don't come home?
I will tell him that I slept at my mother's house.
You will confirm it.
I'm not one of those stilted ladies
who know how to entertain people.
♪ likes to ride, drink and eat.
Why don't you have children?
Why ?
Because I can't stand my husband anymore.
You want to marry me ?
Do you want a nice Kubinyi?
You well deserved it.
Let's drink.
Do you know who my first lover was?
A stable boy. In Kubiny.
One day in the stable, he touched my breasts.
And I hit him with my whip.
He grabbed me by the thighs with all his strength.
He hugged me so tight,
it always gives me chills when I think about it.
We had secret love for a year.
It was so good that sometimes, when returning through the park,
I would have wanted to cry out for joy.
Do I remind you of that stable boy?
Don't be afraid Alfréd.
I love you.
I already loved you when we were kids in Kubiny.
Your eyes...
Your gaze so determined and hard...
full of adulation.
♪ also love the way you lose your hair.
Is your stable boy losing his hair too?
It ceased to exist for me a long time ago.
Why are you closing your eyes
I do not know.
Are you thinking of someone else?
Yes.
In Kristof?
Yes.
- You only thought of him? - No.
Which one of us do you prefer?
Who?
I love you both.
- And now? - I feel good.
But I don't know if it will last.
You knew that Kristof...
and me...
that we...
I think I'm afraid of him.
And now, have you overcome your fear?
No.
You are wonderful, Katalin.
It's good to touch you.
You are the only person I can hold against me.
You know we are here on the Russian border,
in Galicia, and not on the Adriatic.
There are a lot of Poles, Jews,
Gypsies, thieves and prostitutes.
It's necessary to be vigilant.
A lot of people are smuggling vodka.
We are at the border.
It is neither Bad Ischl nor Alt-Aussee where, as everyone knows,
for lack of distractions, the chamois is hunted.
Do we agree?
Lieutenant Ehrlich. At your service.
The maneuvers are going well.
Lieutenant Mészâros, I report that everything is going well.
Throw the grenades!
Stop!
Lieutenant! These soldiers did not learn to throw a grenade.
What to do when a grenade has not exploded?
Call your brigade!
Brigade! Come here !
Throw away your cigarette.
Recite the rules to me.
I'm afraid I don't know everything by heart, Commander.
Not all ? So the first point?
Point two, three...
Point five?
Does the officer want?
A schnapps, please.
A schnapps? Right away, Commander.
You get a lot of officers, don't you?
What makes you say that ?
You recognized my rank.
You get to know it, at my age.
Men, they are not recognized.
- Do you have vodka? - No.
- I don't smuggle. - So, a little brandy?
We are here to serve Her Majesty and the Monarchy.
Not just anywhere on the Galician border.
We're not here to have a good time,
run petticoat, court, play pool or cards,
nor to get us drunk every night.
On duty, or during maneuvers, or because of certain officers
I think of Lieutenant Schohinsky,
our soldiers are blown up
because they can't throw a grenade.
As for Lieutenant Mészâros,
if he falls off his horse at 11 a.m., it's
because he has already drunk eight vodkas,
contraband vodka, drunk at the inn
where officers spend their time warming up
while their soldiers are training.
At noon, without his horse or his orderly, the
corps of officers would fall from the saddle.
We are not here to ask
loans to locals or usurers thanks to the prestige of the uniform.
I think of Kferrer and Halmi.
Do you want to be blackmailed?
We're not here to seduce girls
nor to rape them like vulgar infantry.
As it happened yesterday to a maid.
Who will believe this poor servant,
against the word of the almighty lieutenant?
But what does it mean to be an all-powerful lieutenant?
We are officers of the Monarchy.
We must be exemplary, give people confidence,
and convince them that the monarchy will protect them.
So I ask you the question: does the Monarchy need you?
From each of you individually?
In this place and at this post?
Respond within yourselves!
♪ wait.
If you think your presence here is important,
you should know that they have privileges,
but also homework.
One must accept these duties in order to enjoy privileges.
You don't have to be officers.
There are other professions, in the post office, or in the railways...
where you will also benefit from an imperial retreat.
Why are you making enemies?
The emperor is completely senile, in case
of war, the Monarchy will be dismantled.
What you're saying is high treason.
Can't you see they're afraid of you?
- Ruzitska too. - He's corrupt, Ruzitska.
He is cynical. He's the garrison commander, but he betrays
the very idea of ​​the Monarchy with every sentence.
Besides, the others are not better.
They just drink and tell stupid soldier jokes.
It doesn't surprise me that everything is falling apart.
That's what I'm here for, to stop it, and I'm
going to show them how quickly to restore order.
Let them be afraid of me! So much the better.
Let them hate me, gentlemen.
At least I'll know I'm doing a good job.
He is 60 years old and he is a colonel in Galicia.
At his age, he should be on the staff in Vienna.
I'll clean up this stable.
There are some young people who still believe in it.
Like Ehrlich.
Everyone is fed up with it. You do not see ?
We are only waiting for the end.
Yes, those who have achieved nothing in their life. And why ?
Because they get drunk every day.
Why does an officer have to get drunk every day?
He has no rank or honor?
No prospect?
Not enough to live on?
Why does an officer need to be drunk every day?
This is my question.
Maybe because he knows what he's doing doesn't make sense.
Did you fuck my sister?
Yes or no ?
Kubinyi...
I can't stand such a question, even coming from you.
Commander, Colonel Ruzitska asks you at the winter garden.
My colonel?
♪ I have some bad news for you, Redl.
When was the last time you saw Mészâros?
This afternoon, after the maneuvers at the border.
He deserted.
How? 'Or' What ?
He passed into the camp of the Russians.
He joined them on the other side tonight at around 6 o'clock.
He approached the barrier shouting to our men:
"I'm sending this to Ruzitska and Redl!" "
And he made this gesture.
♪ really had enough of the Russian border.
I am going to ask the ministry for my retirement.
I will propose you for the post of commander of the region.
You have a future ahead of you.
Me, I will have been only a troop officer.
It's fate.
Why do you want to become a staff officer at all costs?
Dirty Habsburgs!
I hate the Habsburgs, do you understand?
I hate them.
And you, what do you think?
Maybe you have a soft spot for them.
Me, tonight, I'm drunk
and I tell you from the bottom of my heart.
It's a gift. I hate them.
It's impressive when Hungarians are so rude.
His Majesty's favorite people, his privileged children!
He embraced them with his great work of Compromise.
The real favorites were first executed.
Then François Ferdinand will arrive on his donkey called Hungary.
He likes the Hungarians who already gather around him.
Those who speak to him are traitors.
Would thousand-year-old Hungary collapse if it recognized its minorities?
If Galicia and Krakow could,
they would unite with Wielkopolska, and Vienna could do nothing about it.
What would become of the Monarchy then?
It would disappear from the map of Europe at a glance.
Only war can save the Empire!
For that, it would be necessary that after so many defeats and
victorious maneuvers, the old fool go down to the crypt of the Capuchins.
You are crazy ?
What do you want, you switchman?
Lieutenant, you will have to perform reinforced duty for a week
starting at midnight tonight.
- Who is he? - Alfréd.
Am I bothering you ?
What do you want ?
- Talk. - I do not have time.
♪ wait for someone who doesn't want to see you.
Service inspection!
- The password ? - Harvester. At rest.
Who runs the guard?
Lieutenant Kubinyi, my commander.
Where is he ?
He fell asleep in the canteen.
Why didn't you wake him up?
- I woke him up. - Why isn't he here?
- With all due respect, he told me... - What?
- What did he say ? - That I could go fuck myself!
I take command.
It is a case of insubordination punishable by the council of war.
Understood, lieutenant?
Yes, my colonel.
I am obliged to request your transfer.
Show up within 24 hours
in front of Colonel Helmut Heynert at the Ministry of War.
He already knows.
Vienna will decide your fate.
You are unconscious. You can dispose.
♪ almost pity you!
I wonder if our dear friend Redl might not be a Jew
who would have exchanged the caftan for the imperial uniform.
In this case, he conceals it well.
Redl will soon be a staff officer.
A Jew on the staff?
The sweet old man has been eating from the Rothschilds for a long time.
I have to thank Redl for this trip to Vienna.
Watch over him, he can still be useful to us.
Back off!
Disappear!
Go away !
Disappear!
What do you expect from me?
To hell !
Tell me, commander, it's true that you are a Jew
by your mother?
This is what people say.
It seems you don't like to talk about it.
Maybe you are right.
I'm not going to tell it. I'm happy, that's all.
- May I, Commander? - You're welcome.
My wife would like
invite you to our place, Commander.
For dinner, Friday evening.
Lieutenant Ehrlich is very happy with us.
♪ have a nice family, beautiful children.
Leave me! Go!
For various reasons, I want to warn
Lieutenant Ehrlich, and all of you gentlemen,
and Mr. Surgeon-Major,
that too close contact with the Jewish population is not desirable.
The Imperial Army, as well as the General Staff,
are currently accessible to Jewish soldiers.
But everyone must choose their side.
Those who interact with the papillote merchants
will have to give up the uniform.
One more thing.
Part of the Jewish population,
or rather, the large part of the Jewish population
maintains a close relationship and trades
with the Jews who live across the border.
Vodka, cloth, and god knows what else, were smuggled.
It is therefore not excluded that they also exchange information.
Information that an officer could communicate to them on Friday
evening, around the family dinner while eating stuffed fish.
Everyone has to decide
if he considers himself an officer of the imperial army,
a Slovak,
a Ruthenian,
or a Jew.
“Dear Sonnenschein, dear old doctor.
I haven't heard from you for a long time... "
My commander, a woman is asking to see you.
She says she is your sister.
How is she ?
She's... of a certain age.
- Say 'I don't have time. - At your service.
Wait!
Let her in.
Alfréd!
Zsôfi, how did you get here?
We found out you were here. Our mother kisses you.
? Who told you that
A soldier told us about you. Schilhanek's son.
Our mother kisses you.
And also Ilse and his children.
Magda, you know, moved with her husband.
Something happened ?
Something is wrong ?
No more than usual.
Do you have something important to tell me?
No.
Here. You need money?
- No. - But if.
I can send it to you every month.
- No need. - Here.
It would be best if I brought it to you.
Take this.
Please don't come here anymore. How dare you ?
Finally ! It's a barracks!
You don't walk into it like a post office.
It doesn't happen, especially by commending yourself to me.
- But no.
♪ have to do, as you see.
Take this...
Put it away...
Kristof is angry with you. You know ?
It's me who blames him.
I cannot accept such comments from either an officer or a friend.
Alfréd, don't be ridiculous.
You don't need to lie to me.
To me...
At least stop kidding yourself.
The idea of ​​the Monarchy is good.
I do not see
which could replace it advantageously.
Of course, the emperor is old. He makes mistakes. I recognize him.
It is time to make some reforms. I am aware of it.
But I have to show that where I am
the Monarchy resists, how strong it is. What if others...
shared this feeling,
his future would no longer depend on the Emperor's health alone.
We would be able to straighten everything out.
I will do everything
what is in my power.
But what exactly?
And are you surprised that people hate you?
I know all about them.
Down to the smallest detail.
And when the time comes, I'll shoot them all.
Gentlemen,
please line up according to your rank.
What do those who hold a strong position say?
Everyone has to decide for themselves their distance from Vienna.
Times, it can alternate.
For the lower grades, it would be best if you rank by
size, the smaller ones in front. No shame in that.
The Archduke is not tall, neither am I. It is not a defect.
At the entrance of the archduke,
come to attention, if the gentlemen still know how to do it.
Look him in the eye when you are decorated.
Tilt your head when he shakes your hand.
You won't lose her this time around.
Please rank according to your titles and ranks
by forming a row perpendicular to the entrance.
Here they are.
I'm glad you're posted here.
♪ trust yourself.
Your factional independence has worked in your favor.
Our task is to maintain our current position
because the future looks very uncertain.
Your mission will be
to modernize the military intelligence services.
You did a good job, but so far as an amateur.
From now on, you are the great specialist in the field.
If you have any problems, come find me and I will help you.
When you are Minister of War, I will take
this opportunity to increase my retirement.
I'll give you some more advice.
Choose people who are devoted to you as subordinates,
full of admiration.
You understand ?
People who will always be grateful to you because you have chosen them.
If you meet the expectations, you could even become a baron.
In Hungary, half of Jewish factory owners are appointed barons.
They are Her Majesty's most loyal subjects.
The "Juda-Pestois".
Yes.
The Ministry of War also makes recommendations for this title.
I hold you in high regard.
I salute you as the staff of this new office.
I will ask you to get to know each other quickly.
Don't be surprised if you don't all speak the same language.
You will take care of the provinces
whose language and customs you know.
Our common task
is to defend the security and greatness of the Monarchy.
The words we will say or suppress to achieve our ends
will never be a lie, but a patriotic duty.
We need to know everything about everyone.
In the smallest villages, it will be necessary to find the appropriate people.
It's up to us to find them.
This type of people are everywhere.
It is enough to arouse their interest.
The detail of our work, of course,
is strictly confidential.
If you will get results
no one except me will recognize you.
And no one will protect you.
The rule also applies to me.
However, we will form a team
who will watch very closely over the Monarchy,
and will make all the necessary decisions
to the interests of the Monarchy in case of need.
You have earned our trust,
after a long selection process.
If it was difficult to grant it to you,
it will be very easy to remove it from you.
And lose everything...
This is power.
Write down everything about the officers. Absolutely everything.
Who they were with, when, and what they talked about.
Write down their expenses, their tastes, their passions.
Who are regular customers,
their name, rank, garrison.
Redl, Alfréd.
“According to some, an upstart who
is only looking for his own interests.
He would like to be taken for an aristocrat.
Respects power and often expresses
his gratitude to the House of Habsburg.
Has no contact with his family,
not even with his sister who lives in Lemberg. "
What a poseur!
Installer...
Insincere.
Oh, Lieutenant Colonel Redl!
Come with me.
Mr. Ambassador, allow me to introduce you
Lieutenant Colonel Redl, of the Ministry of War.
You do not recognize me ?
I am Saviola.
Italian artillery. Fiume, “la Mamma” trattoria!
If I remember.
So you are in Vienna?
I work with the military attaché.
And you are the new one.
- Congratulations. - Thank you. Excuse me...
Katrin, may I introduce Lieutenant Colonel to you.
Thank you, Marie, but I know the
lieutenant colonel from my childhood.
Gentlemen, can I introduce you? My husband, Alfréd Redl.
Alfréd and Kristôf were together at school
and when he was young he often came to Kubiny. Exact ?
Exact.
- Are we afraid of you? - Yes.
It is disagreeable to me
to ask yourself this question,
but Marshal Conrad von Hôtzendorf asked
me if it is true that you are homosexual.
He heard it said, he said, in aristocratic circles and
the archduke himself is already interested in it.
What do you say ?
No sooner have you set to work than they are plotting against you.
Unless it's me we're targeting.
We don't dare to attack me, so we attack you
because we know that I support you.
This is the world around us.
Better to get used to it.
I don't know why, but I feel like you
have a knack for making enemies.
Try to avoid this...
At least for the sake of me.
Get married, Alfréd. It will calm the spirits.
I will introduce you to a young Viennese from a wealthy family.
Or, let's pack up and go to America.
What if we go?
We may have to attack in the Balkans.
The emperor wants peace not because of his age, but
because he knows that a war would harm the Monarchy.
But it is wrong to appoint officers to key positions
which precisely represent a current which
he fears and which is harmful to the army.
The Archduke acts against him in agreement with the General Staff.
He knows about it, but closes his eyes.
When the emperor disappears,
it will be the end of Austria-Hungary.
See what remains of this ancient world.
What will remain of ours?
Stopped !
This civilian costume is your biggest lie.
I know well.
You come home ?
Of course.
Alfréd.
Yes?
♪ is coming.
I salute you, lieutenant colonel.
Allow me, as ordered, to search your uniform.
My colonel,
your sword, please.
- My colonel. - Thank you.
One moment please.
- Kubinyi! - Hi, Redl.
Did you leave Saint Petersburg?
♪ was called back recently.
I am at the general staff, in Hungarian affairs.
If you need anything, come find me.
Heard.
If I can help you...
I do not delve into the lives of my comrades.
Goodbye.
Lieutenant Colonel, His Highness is waiting for you.
Lieutenant Colonel Redl, under the orders of Your Highness.
Lieutenant Colonel Redl, nice to meet you.
I have been told about you several times.
Are you satisfied with your job?
Thank you, Your Highness.
♪ have a lot to do.
♪ love to work.
What do you think of power
which was granted to you?
Do you get pleasure from it?
Sometimes...
♪ I am especially aware of the weight of my duty,
your Highness.
Of course... They say your dedication is boundless
because it is based on gratitude.
You want to serve, to prove yourself. That's it ?
I am honored, Your Highness, to be spoken of in this way.
You are a good administrator.
You will not be the accomplice of those who owe their
position of high responsibility to their mere birth.
Are you a Catholic?
Yes.
Well... I feel like we will get along well.
♪ have read several of your reports.
You write very well, Redl.
I mean you know how to convince.
You want to work fast, like in Galicia,
where you have demonstrated your talent.
We'll see if you do as well here.
Above all, we must focus on the interests of the Monarchy.
Because the world around us...
has become a threat and the army has deteriorated sharply.
The Imperial Army is on its way to becoming a casino
where we play billiards, we drink and we run the petticoats, don't we?
Alas, yes, your Highness.
It is the spirit of liberalism that undermines everything. It's horrible !
Sit down.
You know...
in this kind of situation,
we need... we need purges to restore order.
Don't stand still. Sit down.
The army must be
like a frozen lake.
Highness, under the ice, the fish are agitated.
Listen lieutenant colonel, we must punish in
an exemplary way, as you have already done.
This time, we must launch an operation
that will make the whole army tremble
so that everyone understands that this is the end of liberalism,
once for all.
It's clear ?
We will have to convince the Emperor that the army needs a new spirit.
You have to draw the image of the enemy.
Our peoples need to see it.
Let it be clear and simple what the enemy is.
We must create the image of a common enemy
who threatens them and who is visible.
That they feel in danger, do you understand?
The impression of danger hardened the army.
Think about it, lieutenant colonel.
Examine your records. Give me your suggestions.
Try to involve the Balkans if possible.
Understand Russian actions...
Or possibly French.
Of course, you have your hands free.
How long have you known Lieutenant Colonel Komjâthy?
From regiment 32,
" Marie Therese ".
Cognac, grappa or liqueur?
- What can I get you ? - A cognac, if possible.
Who are Lieutenant Colonel Komjâthy's men of confidence?
Komjâthy...
I'm sorry, I don't remember.
You are a clever little peasant.
Think again.
Will one afternoon be enough
to list officer relations
from your garrison?
It was Ullmann who signed the contract for the transport
of materials for the fortifications of Przemyél.
The work was led by Worowka.
Who did you give these materials to?
I'm asking you who you gave them to.
Or?
And how ?
Your Highness, we have five files at our disposal
which all fall under the crime of high treason.
Here are the files.
The idea is to remove the most appropriate from these cases
to the usual war council procedure and to make it public
by insisting on the harmful influence of certain circles.
We will do something spectacular, to create tension
throughout the army and among the people of the Monarchy.
I propose that the hearings be public, in the presence
of numerous witnesses and members of the press.
It's a great idea, Redl, but what matters is
the personality of the accused, you know that.
I offer you the file of Captain von Dornheim
or the one...
of lieutenant colonel Komjâthy of Budapest of regiment 32.
Your Highness ?
Listen, lieutenant colonel.
This trial should show the army and officers
that the enemy is already in our ranks
and that we will strike mercilessly
all those who will fail in their duty.
At the same time, we must show the people and the world
that the imperial army is powerful and united.
This is a political question.
We therefore cannot implicate an Austrian,
especially not an Austrian aristocrat.
It would damage the reputation of our officers.
Avoid accusing a Hungarian.
We are a dualistic monarchy,
and it would be inappropriate to anger the Hungarians.
Above all, don't accuse a Czech.
They demonstrate too often, create parliamentary scandals,
constantly claim their independence...
They would take that for a provocation.
Don't accuse a Jew either...
Think of the Dreyfus affair which made Europe feverish!
We would receive international protests.
Not to mention the connection between the emperor
and Rothschild Bank. No, that's not possible.
It is the vital interest of the Monarchy.
And finally...
Do not accuse either Serbian or Croat.
The region is too dangerous. It will be necessary to proceed otherwise.
Yourself...
-... have Hungarian blood, right? - I'm Ruthenian.
This is exactly what we need, a Ruthenian.
You have to find someone like you, a duplicate.
It will be necessary to look for it in Galicia.
Well, go for it! Find someone of the same origin,
who had the same career, and that will be our man!
It shouldn't be too difficult for you.
You have done a good job.
You have an excellent network of informants everywhere.
What happened ?
Perhaps the Archduke plans to do something with me.
♪ can already hear the balls whistling...
Lieutenant Colonel, I inform you that the answer has arrived.
You can dispose.
Salapska! Salapska!
Are you sleeping or what?
Have the Ministry steam train prepared.
Send a telegram to Commander Lemberg.
Let him watch the supplier Ullmann.
But don't do anything before I arrive. That's all, hurry up!
Good evening.
- Are you Victor Ullmann? - Yes, you want?
Where can we talk to each other in private?
- Why ? - Please come.
- Over here, please. - Go for it.
- Excuse me. - This way.
- Salapska! - Andrâs!
Give me the keys to the safe and the office.
Explain yourself !
This is a search!
I could produce false evidence.
No one would ever know.
But I won't. Give me the keys!
- How dare you ! - The keys !
Captain! Go with Mr. Ullman to the next room.
Where is your friend, Engineer Worowka?
I do not know. Surely in Vienna.
Andrâs!
Take him away.
Przemyel.
Salapska!
Write down the names of contractors and engineers,
then discover the military contacts
and private with whom they deal.
But above all,
send a telegram to the Vienna
police to search for engineer Worowka.
- Ask that right now. - Leave me alone.
Put that down or I'll handcuff you.
Stop! Stop!
Call a doctor! Quick !
" Heir prince. Kristof von Kubinyi.
Saint PETERSBOURG. "
Turn right. ♪ said right!
Report me to the general. It's urgent.
The general retired yesterday. He won't be there today.
The Chief of Staff is responsible for day-to-day business.
I see.
Thank you.
I ask his Imperial Highness for permission to question...
-... Commander Kristof Kubinyi. - What about ?
I am convinced that Engineer Worowka
and supplier Ullmann from Lemberg
delivered the plans for the Przemysl fortress to the Russians.
We love low shots in Galicia. Did you stop them?
No. Ullmann committed suicide during the search,
Worowka left Lemberg and was assassinated yesterday in Vienna.
As soon as you act, corpses rain down. Przemyel...
What do you want to learn from Kubinyi?
What military contacts did Victor Ullmann have?
Say, Redl...
are you a bad man?
His Highness, I...
- I'm only doing my duty. - Are you a believer?
I told you, I am a Catholic.
Evasive answer. Do you have children?
We do not have it. My wife is very ill.
Excuse my indiscretion, but I never understood why von
Roden always supported you, even before the Emperor.
Is it because of your brilliant military studies
and for your mathematical gifts?
I do not find it useful for you to question the members of the staff
or that you annoy for no reason
our most reliable men, Redl.
But Your Highness, this is a case of high treason!
I decide who the traitors are!
Przemyél has little military importance.
The culprits have condemned themselves. The case is closed.
This time,
you failed, Redl. A double death cannot serve us.
Tighten the stitches of the net.
Be faster.
Unless you are looking to replace it with Kubinyi?
- Kubinyi is not your double. - Your Highness...
- You didn't understand me. - I understood very well!
Open your eyes, if you want to see the image of the enemy!
Don't make me believe you're as
senile as von Roden, always teary-eyed.
That I finally succeeded,
after many evils,
to retire.
You cared for him.
Is not it true ?
Because he was...
a little sensitive.
Listen to me, Redl.
The time for the imperial waltz is over.
War is coming soon.
For the Monarchy, it is inevitable.
The Monarchy needs a spectacular affair,
of a certain anguish which has its effect.
A threat of a few days,
followed by a quick victory.
War, then?
Reprisals, following an attack.
Then,
for a few weeks, a small, well-localized war.
To save...
what can be saved.
Redl... This profile!
It reveals an inflexible character.
Something nevertheless betrays a strong sensuality.
It is a Slavic face.
Yes, the cheekbones.
From this photo, a brutal personality.
Colonel Redl...
Let's take it to the next level.
It is all a monstrous betrayal.
The archduke is considering a coup d'état.
He wants to seize power.
He no longer believes in the Monarchy.
The only one who still believes it is the emperor.
I hate politics! I hate politicians!
My world. Yes, this is my universe...
However, I would like it to collapse as quickly as possible.
Die as a hero, and voila!
So we'll be quits, the Monarchy and me.
At 40,
can a man admit to himself that he has always been on the wrong side?
Especially if there was no alternative.
The only thing that matters is life.
It's being able to breathe the morning air.
“Sin is not to participate in it, but to stay in it. "
Montaigne.
♪ learned that in French class.
Why are you keeping this here?
I would like to know what he thinks.
Of you ?
I cannot prevent what will happen.
What I have undertaken to defend...
no longer exists.
♪ dreamed that my father was on my shoulders and was pushing me down.
You know more about me than anyone else.
If one day you misuse it,
I will take you down.
Colonel, wearing a mask is compulsory.
For me too ?
Yes, for everyone, until midnight.
Here is our formidable Colonel Redl.
And madam your wife?
- She's in a sanatorium. - How long has she been ill?
She has had fragile lungs since she was little.
The poor ! We wish him a speedy recovery.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
If this room exploded,
that would solve Europe's problems.
And U.S ? Are we under the rubble?
Trieste will fall into the hands of the Italians.
♪ I am convinced of it. Don't buy this villa.
Of course, each garrison has a sealed envelope
which contains secret instructions in case of mobilization.
Colonel!
What do you think of that ?
I just heard that the future of the Habsburgs does not depend
an alliance with the Hungarians but an alliance with the Germans l
Katalin, my darling...
Excuse me.
Would you like to introduce my daughter to the charming young Esterhâzy?
See you soon.
There are Germans in Silesia. Do not forget it.
I think the Ruthenians will ally themselves without qualms with the Russians.
They would be satisfied with the Tsar as a papa.
It's only a matter of time, nothing else.
I didn't know you knew him.
I met him for the first time at this ball. He is charming.
So long live the Emperor and live the Habsburgs, my dear friend!
And our common army!
It's midnight. You can take off your masks.
Alfréd, I would like to introduce you to a new guest: Lieutenant Velocchio.
Alfredo Velocchio.
Redl.
I'm just asking you to love me.
To protect myself and have confidence in myself.
♪ have...
♪ have always been weak. ♪ need you to help me.
Tell me what to do.
How should I be?
Cynical: 2
- I'll try to be. - Why cynical?
You told me you continued, but without believing it anymore.
You say there will be war, but you will lose it.
Would you like me to take power?
Many officers think like me.
Should we support the emperor, who is old,
maybe near death?
It is war that should be prevented.
Or...
a bullet from that gun.
This is another solution.
No, there are better ones.
Who sent you?
Sorry ?
Who sent you?
The Italians ? Russians ?
The French ? The English ?
Answer!
I do not know who it is.
- I received 12,000 crowns. - To do what ?
Extract military secrets from you.
The army's march against Russia.
It's finish.
War with Russia is designated by the letter "R".
R-
We will have on the northern front
788 battalions,
377 squadrons,
379 batteries,
with 2222 artillery pieces.
69 engineering companies,
6 flying companies,
1234 machine guns.
You understood ?
In the garrisons of Lemberg, Cracow, Przemysl, 22 battalions,
7 squadrons,
80 artillery regiments,
a battery of 6 guns each.
Ready for the showdown.
And now, disappear!
Where did you know Alfredo Velocchio?
I did not know him.
I met him at the prom in October.
Who introduced it to you?
- I do not know anymore. - Think about it.
Who introduced it to you?
Who commissioned you to present it to me?
- How? 'Or' What? - Who asked you?
No one.
- He's the one who wanted to meet you. - What did he say?
- Nothing. - You lie.
- I do not lie. - You lie !
I swear to you !
He claimed to be Kristof.
Why don't they stop me?
What are they waiting for ?
They found him, their Ruthenian...
Our father in heavens...
Hallowed be thy name.
♪ Maybe should have started it earlier.
Salapska! My colonel! We need to talk to you.
Come in !
My colonel! We have been ordered to disarm you.
Colonel Redl's room?
First floor, door 7.
He already has visitors. Officers.
Captain Salapska. At your service ! Come this way.
Redl!
You will pass in front of the war council for having
delivered military information to our enemies.
You will be judged during public sessions.
You understood ?
It is a provocation!
From you, no doubt!
From your affection on the Adriatic coast you
indulge in these odious activities of treason.
The Archduke chose me because we were friends, children.
Moreover, since your affair with my sister, you are almost part of the family.
He gave me a message of a confidential nature.
If you agree to plead guilty at the trial,
the judge will be kind to you.
On the other hand, if you dispute, the verdict will be heavy,
namely high treason.
The treason...
It has become a national virtue.
I'm sorry we're seeing each other again in such conditions.
If it can console you, many know,
and I myself have not stopped saying it,
that the army has never had a more reliable officer than you.
I would like a child of you.
Do whatever the Archduke asks you to do.
Then nothing will happen to you.
You no longer have anyone by your side...
I'm the only one.
Children?
I...
I don't like children anymore.
I was summoned from Fiume by telegram.
Can I ?
How do they know we were friends?
They know everything.
- You really gave secrets? - Not like they say.
So go to court.
And exonerate yourself!
The court only takes into account proven facts.
The emperor would not tolerate an unfounded verdict.
If the charge collapses,
they can't deprive you of your uniform.
You too will be deprived of it if they see fit.
If they need another scapegoat,
then it will be your turn, the Jews.
A simple solution that will appeal to everyone.
Neither you nor I will wear our beloved uniform any longer.
I was baptized, you know that.
And me ?
What do you want me to do ?
My grandfather.
Doctor Ignâc Sonnenschein always said:
"Lord, you didn't make me a rabbi,
and you didn't make me emperor.
So all you can ask of me
it is if I was Doctor Ignâc Sonnenschein
all my life. "
Tell them what they want to hear.
And it will be over in a year or two.
♪ had a dream at night.
We were walking in the dark
and you showed me the exit.
We should live together.
He's the head of intelligence.
The old chief, captain! You understand ?
Yes I understand.
But Colonel Redl was my superior.
And you haven't noticed anything in his behavior?
Yes, my colonel.
His capacity for work.
He slept little, ate little, worked constantly.
Gentlemen!
Stay seated, gentlemen! How is the trial going?
He refuses, Your Highness.
He deserves to be shot, this traitor.
The press would make it an accident.
Crushed by a cab in Zagreb, fallen, drunk, from his hotel window!
Then, honorary funeral.
I don't know yet which approach will be the best for the Monarchy.
It's the only thing that matters.
Come on, gentlemen.
First version: the public hearing.
But obviously, Redl will refuse to collaborate.
- That's right ? - Yes, your Highness.
Not to mention that Redl holds information
that he might reveal during the trial,
which would, in my opinion, have harmful consequences.
Second version: in camera.
The verdict would be published after execution of the
sentence, with enough detail to generate tension...
- sit down, please -
... to frighten not only the corps of
officers, but the entire population.
What do you think ?
Let those who approve of the second version raise their hands.
Lieutenant Colonel Kubinyi?
You do not agree ?
Your Highness, no.
What do you propose ?
He must be able to choose his own fate.
You are a former school friend and therefore biased.
In principle, you are right. What are your opinions ?
How could Redl decide his own fate?
We know he refuses public hearings.
Gentlemen, this is a case of high treason.
Traitors of his kind deserve only death.
Gentlemen, I don't want to go into how
this individual got to the Ministry here.
Who supported it or
who is the person whose trust he has betrayed?
We will resolve these questions later.
In any case,
for the people of the Monarchy,
he is an officer belonging to His Majesty's Ministry of War.
Consequently,
I propose that we allow him
to settle the matter by himself.
So here is a third version.
What should we reveal to the public?
That he had gone to collect a letter from the post office,
that two detectives unmasked him, then arrested when he tried to escape,
and that he then committed suicide.
Speak.
♪ have the honor to report
that the press will surely want more details.
For example...
he could have torn the envelope and lost the pieces,
or leave part of the envelope in your car,
or the pocketknife which was used to
open the envelope, or the pocketknife case.
Perfect. This is exactly what will need to be published.
I suggest that we do not inform the public.
He will learn it by chance...
Not in Vienna,
but in Lemberg, in Budapest, or rather in Prague.
A famous journalist will come across the case.
We can guide him discreetly.
It remains to look at the list of Prague journalists.
Gentlemen, are there any counter-proposals?
This solution also seems to me the best.
Lieutenant Colonel Kubinyi,
thanks to you, we have found a new solution.
So you will go to Redl, like an old friend,
and hand him your revolver.
Thank you.
Your Highness, I cannot carry out this order.
I cannot act against a superior. The rules prevent me.
In the name of the emperor and by virtue of my powers,
I promote you, lieutenant colonel baron Kubinyi,
colonel of the Austro-Hungarian army.
Your promotion is dated today.
You can dispose.
My colonel...
It's up to you to do it. You know the handling of this weapon.
You have ten minutes left to collect your thoughts.
There will be no trial.
Is there someone you want to say goodbye to?
Move around! Faster than that !
A leather briefcase and a matching wallet,
bearing the initials A. R.
80 crowns.
80 crowns once. 80 crowns twice.
-90! -100!
-110! -110, once.
- 120! - 120, once.
120, twice, awarded.
And a schoolboy poem, nicely written.
“To our King.
May the heavens fill him with a thousand blessings!
May strength and wisdom inspire his soul!
That all over the world
and among his faithful subjects his glory shines!
Alfréd Redl, schoolboy. "