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Which way?

Cut across the allotment.

Take the track to Saint-Michel.

They might have blocked it!

What about the pig
track to [inaudible]

The photograph!

[inaudible]

That's the best way.

Come on, mother.

Mother!

Sylvie!

No!

[screaming]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[screaming]

And of course
you must always go

to Brinkschmidt's for pastries.

They're in the street
where Mozart lived.

Don't trust the [inaudible]
[inaudible] I once caught

her trying to short change me.

I said nothing but she knew.

Yes.

Do come and visit if
you come to Vienna.

Where have you been, Sylvie?

I've been waiting for you.

I'm ready to go home now.

All I'm saying is a priest
belongs amongst his people.

The Nazis are not your people.

So it's your duty to walk
straight back into their hands.

Did our Lord conceive himself?

Now that I'm free I
should be with my people.

They're my responsibility.

And you are my responsibility.

That's God's business.

Oh, well I'm not
allowed to help him?

To help?

Yes.

To decide, no.

Please, Rex, I beg you
not to force my hand.

What do you mean?

So I'm to exchange one
jailer for another.

Is that it?

If you were recaptured, what
would happen to the people

the Germans knew
were hiding you?

Luke.

This is a nice surprise.

I thought you were busy.
- Where's Clement?

- Clement?
- Yes, have you seen him?

No.

I thought he was
in Saint-Michel.

No, what about Courmont?

Well, he could be.

I don't know.

Where's Clement?

Another one.

Well, he's probably in Courmont.

Didn't you see him?

I didn't come
through Courmont.

I used the other road.

Couple of German lorries
passed me, I took off,

and I heard gunfire.

Something's happened
in Courmont.

Something bad.

I'm going down there.

Move it!

Luke.

Do you know a man called
Bonnard, Philippe Bonnard?

Yes.

Vichy's top man.
Prefect of the region.

Why?
- Nothing.

Let's just find Clement.

I have to go out
to see a Max Dubois

about this encoding business.

Yeah.

Do you want me to phone him?

Break the news?

Thanks, but he should
be told in person.

And it should be me.

Yes.

I owe him that
at the very least.

Good luck.

Something's wrong.

Is too still.

Listen.

Even the birds have
stopped singing.

Come on then.
Let's take a look.

I don't think it's safe.

I've got to see Clement!

And me.

All right, all right.

Wait for me.

I'm sorry to turn up
out of the blue like this.

My dear Faith.

Do you need an
excuse to visit me?

Please, sit.

Can I get you something?

A coffee?

Well, what can I do for you?

I told you it
was something bad.

God, no!

No!

It's just that we've had
a message from our people

on the ground in area five.

I'm afraid there's
been a bit of a mix up.

It seems there was a
communications error.

Error?

Yes.

We've had a message from
them requesting support.

Now they've mobilized.

But you signaled
they were to wait.

Yes.

But apparently
they've gone ahead.

They now, quite naturally,
want reinforcements and weapons

on quite a large scale.

But this is disastrous!

Quite disastrous.

I know.

How is it possible?

Such a mistake.

I can hardly believe it.

So what happens now?

I don't know.

I've begun making inquiries
into the supply situation.

Things are different now.

We have no choice.

We must help them.

Yes.

You tell them.

Your people, they'll understand.

Yes, yes.

I hope so.

I'm sure they will.

What's happened?

What is it?

There's been some
trouble in Courmont.

I think you should come, Renard.

Or trouble?

Germans?

They've killed people?

I don't know.

You're lying.

No.

No!

Why?
- Well?

In the church.

In the church?

Rex!

Rex!

Rex!

Let her rest.

All right, mother?

Of course, child.

Sit down.

Yes.

It won't do any good, you
know, trying to bottle it up.

That's it.

Let it all out.

It's the best way.

I know that myself.

Oh, Sylvie.

My poor Sylvie.

Rex!

Wait!

Father, wait!

My friend.

You lied to me.

Nobody lied to you.

You didn't know about this?

I didn't lie to you.

I just didn't tell you.

Tell me now.

Rex, what is the point?

Read it to me, Renard!

Unless this priest,
the so-called man of God,

surrenders to the German
authorities there will be swift

and severe penalties
for the community

assumed to be concealing him.

Assume to be concealing him.

I had to keep it from you.

I knew what you do.

You'd have given yourself up.

I couldn't afford that.

You couldn't afford that?

You can afford this!

When these posters
went up we decided

to evacuate the village.

Starting tomorrow.

Starting tomorrow?

Rex, I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

These people died for me.

All of them.

Now, if you excuse
me, I must go to them.

Ah, Adele.

There you are.

I've been waiting
for you for ages.

Where have you been?

I've been in Courmont.

Courmont?

What were you doing there?

Oh, God, I've
had a pig of a day.

Trying to make sense
of Renard's sums.

Not to mention his handwriting.

Then, when I got back, tienne
asked me to help him check

the herds on the pie pastures.

God, my legs ache.

Adele, is something wrong?

What is it?

The Germans have massacred
19 people in the church

at Courmont.

Just shot them down.

No!

I saw it.

We were the first ones there.

I helped to carry the
bodies out of the church.

They were still warm!

Adele!

And that's not the end of it.

I've made a terrible mistake.

I have to tell Clement somehow.

I was going to tonight but--

Nicole what am I going to do?

Please.

Look, they'll get their chance
for revenge soon enough.

The last thing we
need at the moment

is a few heroes trying something
premature on their own account.

Ah, Adele.

I was hoping you'd come.

- I have to speak to you.
- They'll be avenged.

Don't you worry.

We have the men to do it now.

We'll get even.

I've been looking for you.

There's something
I've got to tell you.

Yes?

The thing is,
I've made a mistake.

What do you mean a mistake?

A mistake in decoding.

Go on.

The uprising.

London says it's not
supposed to have happened.

They can't possibly
offer any support.

What?

No reinforcements,
no weapons, nothing.

They say it has
to be called off.

Called off?

Yes.

Tell this child
what she's saying.

Wait a minute.

You Do you know
what you've done?

Those men left
homes quite openly.

The Germans will know
who they all are.

Not only that, no support?

I know.

What the devil?

Leave it.

Are you quite sure about this?

Absolutely.

You said that London was
sending paratroopers, weapons.

You persuaded me
to mobilize them.

They'll be massacred like
those villagers today.

Do you have any idea
what you've done?

Yes.

Oh, yes.

MAN (ON RADIO): Under the
command of General Eisenhower,

Allied Naval forces, supported
by strong air forces,

began landing Allied armies this
morning on the northern coast

of France.

What are you
going to tell them?

That the situation
has changed.

That our people are
in desperate trouble.

That we must help them.

Will he listen?

I don't know.

Yes, madame?
Can I help you?

We'd like to see
General Liddiard.

I'm sorry, madame,
but he's in a meeting.

And who are--

Ms. Ashley.

Oh, of course.

I'm sorry, Ms. Ashley, if
you'd like to leave a message

or call back later--

We'll wait.

Beg your pardon.

I said, we'll wait.

As you wish.

Wonderful news, isn't it?

Now we got them on the run, eh?

Another unannounced visit?

You'd better be careful.

People will begin
taking you for me wife.

Don't worry, I used
the kitchen entrance.

I wouldn't want
to embarrass you.

What do you want, Virginia?

Dominique.

I need an answer, Philippe.

Are you going to help
us, or betray us?

How dare you.

You disappear, you betray
me, you betray France.

You know exactly
why I had to go away.

Ah, yes.

The war.

And your obscene
attitude towards it.

So why have you returned?

To effect my
political education?

The last thing I
expected was to bump

into you the other meeting.

And neither did I expect to
find that I still cared for you.

So perhaps now you'll tell
me what you intend to do.

Here you are at last.

Well it was
difficult getting away.

I acted very careful,
especially after last night.

Indeed.

And I won't be able to
come to Beaufort again.

It's too dangerous.

Very well.

We will keep in
touch by messages.

Decide on a place to leave
them, somewhere around here.

So what have you got to tell me?

I'm sorry, Virginia.

I'm not going to help you.

But I'm not going to
betray you either.

I see.

On one condition.

That you run straight back
to that safe little island

of yours and stay there.

That's very noble of you.

Everything I do,
I do for my country.

France must survive!

That's all that matters.

Of course.

The reality is is that
the Germans are here.

At least I have some
influence with them.

Is that what you have?

In some places, it's true,
there have been stern measures.

But you shouldn't believe
everything you hear.

I have managed to keep our local
commander, Stuckler, in check.

He's not a bad fellow.

For God's sake, Philippe.

I can't stand any more of this.

Oh, you don't understand.
You can't.

You're not French!

Tell that to the
people of Courmont!

They don't know
understand either.

What?

Haven't you heard?

Your friend, though
not a bad fellow.

He saw 20 men and
women there rounded up

into their own church and shot
while you were collaborating

for the sake of your country.

It's because of you.

You and your
communist saboteurs.

You provoked the Germans.

You're the ones who brought
this on to innocent people.

Oh, yes it's you.

You and people like you who
make these terrible, terrible--

If only you would leave
the Germans alone.

- No!
- You must go back to England.

Now!
- I won't.

I can't.
- I'll tell them.

I'll tell Stuckler.

They'll soon find you.

Certainly.

And when they do,
they'll shoot me.

And then they'll
shoot all my friends.

But you won't feel
bad, will you?

You'll be able to tell
yourself, you did it for France.

Won't you?

Goodbye, Philippe.

The point is
this, mademoiselle,

the insurrection on Le Crest
is virtually unique in Europe.

I don't understand.

I said, what next?

Are the British going
to support them, or not?

- I don't know.
- Oh, come come.

I mean, they don't know.

They must know.

They need arms,
maybe reinforcements?

These things don't
arrive by accident.

Well, they've asked,
London of course.

But so far there
has been no reply.

I find that very
hard to believe.

Well, you don't know
what it's like out there.

Things were chaotic
enough before,

but now with the invasion,
everything's changed.

Everything?

I've never lie to you, never.

You know that.

But, as you say,
the invasion--

Are you perhaps thinking
that in a few more weeks

the German army will
no longer be here?

I hadn't considered it.

Then you would be the
only person in France.

But if we were to
go you, of course,

would wish to remain here
among your own people?

You and try and go quiet on me
now and after I've finished,

I'll see that
everyone around here

gets to learn of our
little arrangement.

You wouldn't.

I helped you.

I risked my life.

I want to know when
and how the British

are going to support them.

I want to know quickly!

REX: I am of no importance.

I know that.

But you took them instead of me.

I think you owe
me an explanation.

What could I accomplish
that will be worth the lives

of all those people?

Don't you understand?

I must have an answer!

Without one, I can only
assume you're imperfect.

What if God makes mistakes?

What if God fails?

What if God doesn't love us?

I have to know!

Wouldn't it be better to
take her away from the church?

I don't know.

It might be more
disturbing for her to move.

How was she this morning?

Quiet.

Very quiet.

Mother!

Mother!

She's gone!

Any news from London
about our support?

Not yet.

Perhaps this evening.

There's a pile of
stuff for you to do.

Here's the list.

You just caught me.

Where are you going?

Little job I have
to take care of.

Nothing much.

I'll be back this evening.

I'll look after these.

What would I do without you?

Take care.

And you.

Looking for someone?

Ah.

Thought it was you.

Why are you following me?

Did you think I wouldn't notice?

You're getting
jumpy, aren't you?

I'd be dead if I weren't.

And why should I follow you?

You tell me.

I've been keeping an eye on
the Germans' favorite lap dog.

And who might that be?

Vichy's men in these parts.

A piece of dirt called Bonnard.

I don't recall that
as part of your brief.

Maybe not.

Certain things might not be
part of your brief either.

Just exactly what
you mean by that?

You, uh, you wouldn't know
anyone like him, would you?

A traitor.

No.

Not you.

You nosey little--

Queer?

No, I've being
trained to be nosey.

Just as well, really, or
I might never have noticed

who you've been visiting.

And we'd all have
been finished then.

I think we'd better
forget this conversation--

I think you'd better tell
me exactly what's going on.

I followed you to the house.

And you drew your
own conclusions!

What do you expect?

If I see you visiting a
Vichy man I know enough about

Now, you shut up
and listen to me!

You don't know any more
about me than you need to.

And that's how it's staying.

If you think you can lean on
me like some street corner

bookmaker, you'd
better think again.

Lean on you like--

I said shut up!

I'm ordering you to
forget everything

you saw and heard there.

Everything.

On which basis I shall forget
your gross insubordination.

But any further mention
of this to anyone and I

shall have you sent home.

Is that clear?

Loud and.

And don't follow me again.

He'll be here
soon, you'll see.

Any minute.

My husband prides himself
on being a punctual man.

You can't run a
business any other way.

Oh.

No.

There you are, Sylvie.

Mother, what are you doing?

I told you not to go out.

We can't keeping
your father waiting.

He'd be cross!

- Come on.
- What do you mean?

Where are taking me?

Come on, mother.

We're going home.

We can't.

I have to meet your father.

He can't get here, mother.

What nonsense!

Why can't he get here?

Why can't he get here?

Because, he's dead, mother.

Dead?

What do you mean?

Mother, he's dead.

No.

No.

Where is he?

I want to see him.

[sobbing]

General.

Faith.

We have to talk to you.

I don't think you know my
assistant, Gordon Stewart.

Well, I'm sorry, but
it'll have to be later.

I have to go back
in to a conference.

It can't wait, I'm afraid.

It is imperative that we talk
to you as soon as possible.

I'll give you five minutes.

I bought these for the
rededication service.

I'm sure it will
be appreciated.

You won't be here for it?

I don't know.

I'm not sure I can
face God at the moment.

Adele.

I'm sorry.

What?

I'm sorry.

What for?

Well, I was half the reason
you were late for your skid.

You could have said
something, but you didn't.

Oh, shut up.

Because of us, a great many
people are going to die.

I have to live with that.

But don't try and come here
make me feel like a heroine.

I'm just trying
to say, you don't

have to take all the blame.

Well don't bother.

You feel bad, you
want to do something?

Here.

Get scrubbing.

Might make you feel
a whole lot better.

That's it?

Everyone thinks the landings
are going wonderfully.

They aren't.

One of the bridgeheads has
been a complete disaster.

Haven't even got
off the sand yet.

The Germans are sitting
on top of a cliff

picking off our lads as they
step out of the landing craft.

Mind you, they got
further than some.

The swell was bigger
than we planned on.

Swamped a lot of
the landing craft.

Went to the bottom taking
their occupants with them.

They're wearing
50-pound packs, you see.

I'm sorry, but I don't see
what this has got to do--

The most critical day of
of the entire war and you

come running here because
of a little problem

caused by some wireless
operator's stupid error?

I understand it's
not the best of times

but I need some
guidance urgently

Indeed.

And it's hardly a little
problem, with respect.

Look.

You got a few days grace.

You've now lost that.

It's unfortunate,
but it's a fact.

And you'll have to
accept it, as indeed

will your people out there.

It's difficult.

Why?

It's their responsibility.

Because they'll die.

That's why.

Well, I'm sorry, but
there's nothing I can do.

You could reconsider the
decision not to reinforce.

GENERAL STUCKLER: You know
very well it isn't my decision.

You could recommend.

To do what?

To keep 2000 crack airborne
troops away from the landings

and send them off to
some obscure little place

that nobody's even heard of?

But, sir--

It's not on.

And that's final!

There are political
implications.

What political implications?

The French.

We're leaving their
people in the lurch.

I wouldn't worry about
them, if I were you.

Well, I do.

Dubois is furious.

Dubois is of no real account.

As long as the rising achieves
its strategic objectives, which

it will, the French won't make
too much of a fuss, you'll see.

What do you mean?

Don't you understand?

They're already
fighting the other war.

For who governs France
after the Germans have gone.

And?

From what I've heard,
de Gaulle thinks there are

a lot of commies down there.

I dare say he's right.

I'm here now.

You shouldn't.

You shouldn't have risked it.

I had to see you.

Where's Florence?

Oh, my dear, she's gone out.

She's queuing for bread.

Oh.

- I could go and fetch her.
- No.

No, no.

Perhaps it's better she
doesn't know I've been.

I can't stay long.

What is it?

What's happened?

Nothing yet.

But it's soon going
to get very hot.

Very dangerous.

But why?

The war is nearly over.

Well, the Allies will be here in
a few weeks, everyone says so.

I don't care
what everyone says.

We must take no
chances now at all.

That's why I want you to leave
here and go to Aunt Marie's.

But, that's so far away.

Exactly!

You will be safe there.

But you said
we'd be safe here!

It's impossible!

I'll never see you again.

Look, you said yourself,
the war will soon be over.

Then we can all be together
again just like before.

No.

I can't leave you again.
It's bad enough here.

Helene!

You don't know what it's like.

Never knowing what's
happening to you

from one moment to the next.

Going to pieces every time
there's a knock at the door.

Trying to look calm all the
time when anyone you speak to--

You have no choice!

You must go.

If you won't do it for
me, then do it for her.

Do it for Florence.

I can't.

I'm sorry, I can't.

I can't!

I've got to be near you!

I have to go now.

Already?

I'm not supposed
to be here at all.

Here are the train tickets
in case you change your mind.

I won't.

Why do I love you?

Have you forgotten?

Not for a second.

I think of you so often.

You and Florence.

It keeps me going.

Go now.

You take care.

I've lasted this long.

They won't catch me now.

My friends, we are here today
to pay tribute to those people

who died in this church.

Whatever our faith,
whatever our uncertainties,

this terrible act has shaken
and confuses all so much that we

can only feel sure of our
sorrow and our feelings

that the most basic
sense of right and wrong

by which human
beings should live

has been fundamentally betrayed.

Even harder to live with is the
emotion we feel, we who have

survived this savage barbarity.

It's a perfectly
natural emotion.

I'm talking about
guilt. I would like

to perform a service for
you good people of Courmont.

Let me ease your burden.

Let me take that guilt from you.

No!

ADELE: Nicole, wait!

Nicole!
Nicole, wait!

What's the matter?

I couldn't stand it.

I just couldn't stand it.

I know.

But that's it.

You don't understand.

We all feel the same way.

I was in church that
day too, don't forget.

No, you don't understand!

Of course I do.

You don't!

You can't!

I'm speaking of something
else altogether.

What?

What is it, Nicole?

Oh, Adele.

It's nothing.

It's nothing at all.

Please leave me, Adele.

Don't torment yourself so.

And so it goes on.

We torment ourselves.

with questions.

Why did it happen?

We ask ourselves.

In a sense, it is
easily answered.

The Nazis wanted to show us
they were stronger than God.

That God did not exist.

Since that day, I have spent
every waking moment of my days

asking him to remind
me that he does.

I can tell you, I can tell you
now he has not answered me.

In the name of the
people who died

in this church of
Courmont, I call on you

now to reaffirm my faith!

He keeps his peace.

How can I believe in him?

How can I minister
the people who do?

I can't.

God is silent.

God is no more.

For me, at least.

Nothing?

Nothing.

Nothing?

There is nothing to spare.

Hey.

I've had an idea.

Put the arms tomorrow
night to area nine.

It's only 15 miles
from Le Crest.

So why don't we tell
Gaston to hold onto it

until Clement can pick it up?

Yes.

I mean, area five's needs
greater than area nine's, eh,

would you reckon?

Whatever you think.

I'll get a message
off to Adele tonight.

Fine.

It's not much,
but it's something.

We can't just sit around
here and do nothing, can we?

No, we can't.

- Ah, Nicole.
- Morning.

You all right?

I'm fine, really.

Yesterday was
hard for everybody.

You heard about Rex?

That's a terrible thing.

Any news from London?

Nothing to get excited about.

Antoine and Clement
have gone across country

to pick up some weapons.

The first of many
drops, they say.

They hope.

But they will
support us, won't they?

They must!

Yes, they must.

At the moment, we haven't
enough weapons to keep a platoon

at bay, never mind a regiment.

You look tired.

I could sleep for a week.

No mind, it'll soon be over.

One way or another.

Then life can get
back to normal.

I can't remember what
normal life is like anymore.

Very humdrum.

It'll all come back
you, I promise.

I shall return to my
family, you'll go back

to your boyfriend, that's that.

Nicole.

What's the matter?

It's nothing.

I've just been unwell
for a couple of days.

Oh, my dear.

I'm sorry.

I think I better
just go home and lie

down for a couple of hours.

Do you mind?

Of course now.

I'll be back this afternoon.

Not 'till your better.

You're so kind to me.

I don't know much, but I hope
I know how to treat a lady.

Now, we should be back
tomorrow with a bit of luck.

Day after, at worst.

Right.

Remember what I told you?

Who could forget?

You told me so many times.

The farmer's name is?

Delmarche.

His farm is two kilometers
west of Saint Michele.

We're to stay there until our
lord and protector returns.

I mean it, Sylvie.

Don't worry.

I do.

I can't help it.

Go on.

We'll still be here
when you get back.

See you.

Nicole.

Oh, Adele!

I'm sorry.

You startled me.

You writing to someone?

What?

Yes, just a friend.

Well, I better be going.

I promised Renard I'd
be back this afternoon.

See you later, then.

Have you seen mother?

About an hour ago.

She was walking
towards Beaufort.

What?

Why should she go there?

Well, she seemed all right.

She isn't.

In fact, she's getting
worse and worse.

She keeps wandering off and
then forgetting where she is.

Well, I'll come help you look.

It's all right.

I'll catch her up.

My dear friend.

What have you done?

Simple men.

Farm laborers, mostly.

And their wives.

Simple, ordinary people
and in the church.

What kind of man are you?

A soldier.

And a realist.

I thought you were one too.

Coffee?

Coffee?

Your country is
founded on communism.

That has been its history
since your revolution.

It is the worst kind
of moral weakness.

Moral weakness?

You yourself are
demonstrating this now.

We are here to bring
discipline and order.

And when I give my
word, I keep it.

I want that priest.

Oh, then he did.

He did.

My husband had to
scrub the streets.

We all did.

With toothbrushes.

The Nazis made us.

I said, there's nothing
wrong with the streets.

But we had to go in
our best clothes.

What is the matter with you?

You say you want order.

You say you want the
subversives out of the way.

And when it comes down
to it, you just don't

have the stomach for the job.

- Those people were innocent.
- Rubbish.

They were hiding him.

If they weren't,
they knew who was.

Be realistic.

Mother?

I'm sure you will
come to your senses.

I have great faith
in you, Philippe.

Great faith.

It's the priest!
God in heaven, it's the priest!

[screaming]

Leave him alone!

[screaming]

You killed my husband, too!

Of course.

Jews, take them away.

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