The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
Edward Norton: Henckels
Henckels : By order of the commissioner of police, Zubrowka Province, I hereby place you under arrest for the murder of Madame Celine Villenueve Desgoffe-und-Taxis.
M. Gustave : I knew there was something fishy. We never got the cause of death. She's been murdered, and you think I did it.
Henckels : Who's shooting who?
Dmitri : That's Gustave H., the escaped murderer and art thief! I've got him cornered!
M. Gustave : That's Dmitri Desgoffe und Taxis! He's responsible for the killing of Deputy Kovacs, Serge X and his club-footed sister, plus his own mother!
Henckels : Nobody move; everybody's under arrest.
M. Gustave : Why are we stopping at a Barley Field?
[Title Card: 19th October, The Closing of the Frontier]
M. Gustave : [the train comes to a stop, the Doors to the cabin room swing open, soldiers stand at the doorway]
M. Gustave : Well, Hello there, chaps.
Franz : Documents, please.
M. Gustave : With pleasure.
[Hands the officer his papers]
M. Gustave : It's not a very flattering portrait, I'm afraid, I was once considered a great beauty.
[Notices the soldier's name tag, it reads: "Cpl F. Müller."]
M. Gustave : What's the F. Stand for, Fritz? Franz?
Franz : Franz.
M. Gustave : [Cheerfully] I knew it!
[Zero hands the soldier his papers]
M. Gustave : He's making a funny face.
M. Gustave : [to the soldier] That's a Migatory Visa with stage three worker status, Franz darling, he's with me.
Franz : [Hesitates, looks at Zero] Come outside, please.
M. Gustave : Now wait a minute, sit down, Zero. His papers are in order, I crossed referenced them myself with The Bureau of Labor and Servitude. You can't arrest him simply because he's a bloody immigrant, he hasn't done anything wrong!
[a moment of disbelief, the soldier looks, then grabs Zero by the arm and rises him from his seat. A light struggle breaks out, Gustave, angered, yells at them]
M. Gustave : Stop it! Stop, damn you!
Zero : Never mind, Mousier Gustave! Let them proceed!
M. Gustave : Ow, that hurts!
[Zero and Gustave are roughly shoved against the wall]
M. Gustave : You filthy, godamn, pock-marked, fascist assholes! Take your hands off my lobby boy!
[a whistle blows, and the door to the wagon opens. Everyone stops moving. Inspector A.J. Henckels walks into the room, he stands at the doorway]
Henckels : What's the problem?
M. Gustave : This is outrageous! The young man works for me at the Grand Budapest Hotel in Nebelsbad.
Henckels : Mousier Gustave?
Henckels : My name is Henckels, I'm the son of Dr. and Mrs. Wolfgang Henckels Bergersdörfer. Do you remember me?