"shameless bastard"

Violette 2022-03-22 09:01:05

The story is about the brutal killing of Jews and the resistance of Jews by the Nazis. People hate the Nazis but are powerless to resist, they can only watch their own country be invaded. During this process, many Jews rose up and began the struggle against the Nazis. In the first chapter of the story, the Nazi Colonel Ranta went to a cattle farm in France. The Nazis suspected that there were Jews there, so they went to the home where the Jews were hiding. The Nazis threatened the host to hand over the Jews with his family. Finally, in desperation, he told the Nazis where the Jews were hiding.

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Inglourious Basterds quotes

  • Col. Hans Landa: [to Aldo] So you're "Aldo the Apache".

    Lt. Aldo Raine: So you're "the Jew Hunter".

    Col. Hans Landa: A detective. A damn good dectective. Finding people is my specialty so naturally I work for the Nazis finding people, and yes some of them were Jews. But "Jew Hunter"?

    Col. Hans Landa: [reacts in disgust] It's just a name that stuck.

    Pfc. Smithson Utivich: Well, you do have to admit, it is catchy.

    Col. Hans Landa: Do you control the nicknames your enemies bestow on you? "Aldo the Apache" and "the Little Man"?

    Pfc. Smithson Utivich: [confused] What do you mean "the Little Man"?

    Col. Hans Landa: Germans' nickname for you.

    Pfc. Smithson Utivich: The Germans' nickname for me is "the Little Man"?

    Col. Hans Landa: And as if to make my point, I'm a little surprised how tall you were in real life. I mean, you're a little fellow, but not circus-midget little, as your reputation would suggest.

  • Lt. Aldo Raine: You know, where I'm from...

    Col. Hans Landa: Yeah, where is that, exactly?

    Lt. Aldo Raine: Maynardville, Tennessee.

    [pause]

    Lt. Aldo Raine: I've done my share of bootlegging. Up 'ere, if you engage in what the federal government calls 'illegal activity,' but what we call 'just a man tryin' to make a livin' for his family sellin' moonshine liquor,' it behooves oneself to keep his wits. Long story short, we hear a story too good to be true... it ain't.

    Col. Hans Landa: Sitting in your chair, I would probably say the same thing. And 999 point 999 times out of a million, you would be correct. But in the pages of history, every once in a while, fate reaches out and extends its hand.

    [Landa slowly sweeps his arms out in a grand shrug]

    Col. Hans Landa: What shall the history books read?