>Most soldiers on the wild assortment of looted vehicles and horse drawn carts are already drunk and brawling.
>The camera flies past them and to the front of the column, where Dirlewanger is dictating a letter to Himmler.
>Zoom in on his face as he speaks.
>"The Pole, the Gypsy, the Jew. It is our duty to civilize them. And if we can't? Then they shall dangle from the oak tree.
>Dirlewanger looks directly at the camera.
>"The day of the rape is near. We will have every Pole in this city dead or in chains in three days, and may God have me beaten to death by my own guards if I am wrong. Sieg Heil!"
>The camera continued past the convoy and tilts upwards.
>Fade in of titlecard over the Warsaw skyline: "Die Entbehrlichen."
