The Grand Budapest Hotel
In the train on the way to Lutz, the train is stopped and military men and ask for papers.
Zero's papers aren't good and when Gustave tries to interrupt, things start to get a little ugly.
Then Commander Henckels shows up. He orders his men to stop promptly.

Wait a minute.
Sit down, _Zero.

His papers are in order.
I cross-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.

STOP IT, DAMN YOU!

Never mind, Monsieur Gustave!

Let them proceed!

Ow! That hurts!

You filthy,

goddamn,

pock-marked,

fascist

assholes!

TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF
MY LOBBY BOY !

Mon sieur Gustave?

My name is Henckels.
I'm the son of Dr. and
Mrs. Wolfgang Henckels Bergersdofer.
Do you remember me?

I know exactly who you are.
It's uncanny. You're little Albert.

I'm terribly embarrassed.

Release them.

Release them.

Your colleague is stateless.
He'll need to apply for a
revised Special Transit Permit,
which at this point may be
very difficult to acquire.

Take this.

It's temporary but
it's the best I can offer,I'm afraid.

And how's your wonderful mother?

She's very well, thank you.

I adore her. Send my love.

I will.