Charlie Chaplin (1951)

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"The Great Dictator" 279 world — a decent world that will give men a chance to work. . . . Dictators enslaved the people. . . . Now let us fight to free the world — to do away with national barriers— to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance — jobs for youth — security for old age. — Let us fight for a world of reason — a world of science — where progress will lead to the happiness of us all. Soldiers!" (he shouts) "In the name of democracy, let us unitel" . The crowds cheer. Hannah rises slowly from the ground. The barber runs his hand through his hair, whispers, "Hannah can you hear me?" Hannah is shown listening as his voice continues, "Wherever you are, look up, Hannah! The clouds are lifting — the sun is breaking through — we are coming out of the darkness into a new world — where men will rise above their hate, their greed, and their brutality. Look up, Hannah! The soul of man has been given wings and at last he is beginning to fly. He is flying into the rainbow— into the light of hope — into the future, into the glorious future that belongs to you — to me — and to all of us. — Look up, Hannah, look up!" Jaeckel at the door exclaims, "Did you hear that!" "Listen!" commands Hannah. In the final closeup of her, against the clouds with the wind blowing her hair and mystic music playing, she turns and smiles hopefully through her tears.