Disclaimer: First of all. Don't read this if you haven't seen the movie, you'll hate me for life. If you are Tarantino, don't read it either, you will come and find me and it won't be pretty. Also I don't own anything.
Also I think that the ending was the only thing that really could have happened. This is sort of my guilty pleasure mixed in with a need to see something different from something so scandalous. The german sentence is from a translator, I took german for a few years, it sounded okay to me so sorry if you don't like it. Though if you have something better I'd be glad to replace it.
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Before she could open her eyes she felt the most immense pain in her life. It felt as if her chest was burning and around her everything was hot. From these clues Shosanna had deducted that this was hell, it wasn't as if she was surprised, she had just murdered dozens of people. Evil of otherwise, thou shall not kill has little exceptions. Then Fredrick came into her mind, Her last though should be of his last ditch effort of revenge as he curled around to shoot her back. It was instead , his confident smirk as he introduced himself on the sidewalk the night she met him. At the time she considered him something like a pesky bug with deadly venom. Something you're too afraid to squash and must be chased out of the door with a broom. A gurgling sound came from what sounded like all around until she concentrated. It was Fredrick, typical, she should live with his pain around her forever. But what about her own lover, Marcel, surely she had asked him to die as well. Why shouldn't he be the one to torment her for all eternities? She knew , though, she was attracted to Fredrick and in some other world with no war and no hate. Where people were simply people. They would have be able to try for something, that is what made it so painful. It was like meeting your sole mate who misjudged their future and chose to become your worst enemy instead. But where did that leave the real worst enemy person then? Landa, she didn't see him in there, as hard as she looked out there. She wanted to watch him burn to death, to suffer, like her, like her family. Another groan forced her to open her eyes.
This was no hell at all but cold and horrible consciousness. Fredrick looked at her sullenly , one hand on the floor still wrapped around the gun, the other was now pressed against one of his wounds. Shoshanna tried to lift herself up and found she had bled out too much to move very far. She managed to sit up and lean against the equipment behind her. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes.
" Fredrick, if only you could understand the pain and terror I have suffered over this whole damn mess… If only…." She continued to pause, expecting him to probably finish her off, she didn't think he'd unloaded the gun into her quite yet.
"….you……you are a murderer…….Eman…uelle…. I…should kill you … you will probably die anyway but I think I can stand. If you promise not to attack me I can help you too. Do you want to li-" Just as Fredrick began to speak gun shots began to fire among the screaming and panicked crowd. Shosanna laughed quietly, but only because her wounds wouldn't allow the hearty cackle that wanted to explode out of her.
" Your fuehrer is dead." She smiled and tried to embrace her victory but hands were coming around her sides. The touch, though tender still sent a wave of pain through her as if she was being crushed, her eyes flew open and were met with his. " I know a doctor who can treat us…" He looked down at her wounds, " I can't… make you any promises…" Shoshanna had no choice, as usual , and lifted her arms around his neck before falling unconscious again.
Fredrick was shaking her, as hard as he could but also as gentle as he could. This relationship was already a balancing game, though nothing could even start. Shosanna's eyes fluttered open a bit as she looked around, clearly incoherent. Her weight was becoming too much for him with all of his wounds and he stumbled when she tried to shift, falling to a knee with her across it, he held the back of her head with one hand and griped her limp body with the other.
" Emmanuelle...," He grunted with the effort, " Listen you must stay awake, if not for a little while, please. I can't make sure you're alive if I can't see it. We're almost there."
He lifted her laboriously and continued on, Shosanna tried her hardest to stay awake without draining anymore energy. She kept looking around at the lights , it was so dark, he must be walking through the alleys.
She looked up at his face which was pinched in a frustrated expression. She jumped as he bellowed, " Wo der verdammte Arzt ist!" She reached for his face and his expression softened.
" Is that German for, 'I'm a little lost?', What street is it on?" She looked around, trying to get her bearings which was hard enough when you were bleeding to death. He told her the intersection nearest to the alley way door and it turned out they were close.
The doctor ushered them in quickly and rung a bell on the wall to call his assistant from his bedroom downstairs. After some arguing over value of life the doctor began working on Shosanna first, the last thing she could remember was being wrapped up and moved off the examining table.
The doctor had allowed them to sleep in his operating room but soon after they were forced to call a cab to be taken to a hotel. They couldn't be sure if one or the other would be a fugitive just yet and returning to his quarters was out of the question. Once in the room Shosanna walked to the bed , stroking the blankets absently with the tips of her fingers. She looked out the window at the harsh morning daylight. Fredrick starred at her, amazed at where events had placed them and also at the way the light turned her hair into an angelic halo, only he knew better.
They stood there in silence like that for a long time, until they both were too tired to care about formalities. They both lay across the bed from opposite sides so that they're legs were off the bed and their faces met in the middle. With about a foot apart from them they fell asleep that way for sometime. Shosanna woke to find Fredrick already awake watching her sleep, they stared at each other for awhile. Studying every flaw and feature, looking for instances of pain or fatigue and mostly trying to avoid the large elephant in the room that threatened to stomp down the whole building with his rage. Finally Shosanna broke the silence with the realization that he could just simply turn her in for her crime, she was at his mercy, she might as well be honest.
"I want you to know something Fredrick. I'm a Jew and my whole family was Jewish too. I did this because of -" She began but she had awoken Fredrick's ability to speak as well and he interrupted her confession.
"You ruined our plans!"
"Your plans ruined my life!", She countered .
"They were necessary deaths in order to-"
"How is death ever necessary?"
Fredrick glanced away from her, "Look who is talking murderer."
They went silent for another long moment, Shosanna shifted her weight and looked up at the ceiling.
"You're a murderer too," She muttered as she scrutinized the ceiling.
"So I guess we can put this all behind us then?" Fredrick asked sarcastically as he joined her in turning his angered expression to the ceiling.
This sent her flying to her feet and wheeling to look back at him. He sat up surprised, putting his arms out toward her incase she fell.
"No we cannot you are an idiot, hateful, murderous , nationalist. How can we put anything behind us when we have our noses to the sky , hailing the blood red flag and the charred remains of an insane Austrian?!"
Fredrick lurched forward, grabbing both of her arms and pulling her quickly toward him. He twisted his wrist and tossed her on the other side of the bed, pinning her down. She gasped despite the face she put on . After considering what he was doing he let go and turned away from her. Leaning over to place his face in his hands.
"Listen, we cannot speak of this. We will forever disagree, but now things are different. We can just try to live in the world as it is now."
Folding her arms, "I'm not going to ever just live in the world now. How dare you even suggest that. Do you know how many people died. For you and your perfect race and your perfect nation? You're ignorant to it aren't you? They don't tell you who you're killing or why right?"
"No I know, we killed people. Just people." Sighing through his hands.
"Then why does it matter to kill certain kinds of people?"
"The agenda… they would take our world. Weaker people.. Why does is matter so much when the future will be so much grander?" He said, turning to her and putting on his annoying smile.
"All lies, propaganda. You know that word ? Or do you need it in your own. …Werbung. Right Right?" Shosonna shouted, throwing her arms in the air for emphasis.
Fredrick continued to smile and shook his head, "No that actually just means commercials, you need a bit more-"
"I don't care! That isn't my point at all!" She shouted again but quickly doubled over with pain, groaning. Wrapping her arms around herself she put her back to him. He studied her for a moment, then sighed, laying down behind her and placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Listen we can't talk about this, like I said, we will disagree, but without it we will do fine. You are a fugitive until someone like the English or the Americans come and kick the rest of us out."
"Then you are a fugitive.."
The smile returned and he pressed his forehead against her back. "Not if I marry a Jew , I'll look like a changed man." He could feel the vibration of her chuckle along with her shudders of pain.
"Well my answer is no, even if that wasn't a loathsome proposal."
"But you have such good genes."
"Jewish ones."
He shook his head and tsked at her as he reached around to stroke at her hair.
"No, look at your face, your hair , you're so fair. You're perfect."
"Euh!" She pushed his hands away and pressed her face into the bed. The bed shook with his laughter.
"You see we really shouldn't argue."
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