All language subtitles for Snow Treasure _ Historical Drama _ Full Movie _ Nazi Invasion of Norway 1940

- How far are we from Riswyk?

- 30, 35 kilometer.

- Two or three hours then, yeah?

- We should stop at Molde.

- No, we will stop
when we get to Riswyk.

- All of
the principal Norwegian cities

are now under the protective
care of the German army.

These include Oslo,
Bergen, Trondheim,

Stavanger, and Larvik.

The invasion by British
troops has ended.

Therefore, there's no
need for the mobilization

of Norwegian armed forces.

Repeat, no mobilization.

- It's all here,

560 pieces.

- Well, when
will we hear from you?

- As soon as we get your charts

through the British mine fields.

- Good.

- You should be able
to load your boats

and out of Trondheim
in two days.

- That doesn't
give us much time.

- So it's all yours.

Good luck.

- You take over here.

I want to go on ahead.

Victor, you come with me.

Irvin, stand guard.

If anybody comes along and
doesn't identify himself, shoot.

- Mother says you
can come out now.

- I don't want to come out.

You get out of here.

- She says you have to.

It's something about
Father going away.

We have to say goodbye.

- I don't want to say goodbye.

- Oh, why are you
all dressed, Peter?

- Can't you mind
your own business?

You're the one that got
me into all this trouble.

If you'd kept your mouth shut
about those biscuits I took,

I'd be in Bergen by now.

- They would have caught
you sneaking off the ship.

- That's what you think.

They're all too
busy about the war.

Give me that key!

And I said get out of here!

- Any young men left in
the area will be suspect,

so keep out of sight.

When your boat is
hidden, check in here.

As soon as I reach our
forces and have a new plan,

I'll be back, and if not,

I'll get the message to Inger.

- I'll let her know where I am.

- Here, you'll need
this more than I will.

And these.

- Be careful, your
bathrobe is getting loose.

- Are you gonna fight
too, Uncle Victor?

- What do you think?

- Oh, the runaway!

At least your room is more
comfortable than a lifeboat

on the top deck, isn't it?

And the food on this ship
is better than dry crackers.

Boys belong in school.

You'll have time to
travel when you grow up.

Here,

add this to your
collection of junk.

Next time you steel a compass,

make sure it works
before you sneak it back.

We could have used one tonight.

- Okay, okay, I'll pay for it.

- You will pay!

When did you ever earn a penny?

Luisa, what in the world?

You're a good girl.

A man can't face the
enemy empty-handed.

And remember, you know nothing.

- All right,
boys, let's line up.

- Right, men, let's go.

Attention, attention!

All adult residents on Riswyk

are requested to assemble
immediately in Nunsen Square.

New regulations of
interest to all citizens

will be explained, by order
of the Commanding Officer

of the Protective Authority.

Attention, attention!

All citizens to come
to Nunsen Square.

- The captain is sure
that you will treat us

with courtesy and respect,

and we will treat you the same.

Any opposition to his
authority, however,

will be punished severely.

- Why is he talking
instead of the captain?

- Captain can't talk
Norwegian, dummy.

- For instance, all
firearms are contraband.

Naturally, a house
check will be made

and all weapons confiscated.

Anyone caught
possessing firearms

will automatically
be guilty of treason

and treated in the usual way.

From tonight on, there will
be an eight o'clock curfew.

This, of course, is for
your own protection.

Again, anyone caught
outside of his own house

will be presumed to be
engaged in illicit activities

and punished accordingly.

Of course, it would grieve
the captain very much

to have to administer
these punishments.

- Bente, it's Peter!

- I'm so tired.

- How long have you been skiing?

- Oh, I don't know,

since ,

12 hours, maybe.

- Here, put your arm
across my shoulder.

Let me help you.

- No.

Help me off my pack.

I think I can manage.

Please hurry, I'm so cold.

So, more than half
of the students

went to look for the fighting,

and some of them stayed
behind to welcome the Nazis.

- Our own people.

- Victor!

Oh!
- Bente!

I thought you were in Bergen.

What are you doing here?

- I came just this afternoon,

but you went off with
the other men, they said.

- Yeah, I did, but I heard
you were coming down,

so I came back.

- Oh, be serious!

- Any news from Lars yet?

- Nothing, but we
know why the Germans are here.

They are setting up
an anti-aircraft base.

- Is something wrong?

- A war, sweetheart,

a man's war, and you
should stay out of it.

- It's not only a man's
war, Uncle Victor.

I want to fight too.

- Peter, what are
you doing out of bed?

- Take me on the boat with you.

I'm good in the rigging.

You said so yourself.

- Yeah, you'll be a
real sailor some day,

but now, please be a good boy.

Go back to bed.

- I don't want to be a good boy.

I want to kill Nazis.

- All right, kill Nazis, but
in your bed, not down here.

Anyway, I'll have to go now.

- Why is it you all
have these knapsacks?

- Our
storms can be very bad.

We always carry food
and rope in the winter.

- Hey, go on.

- Uncle Victor!

Uncle Victor!

Uncle Victor!

Uncle Victor!

Uncle Victor!

- Peter, what are
you doing down here?

- Looking for you.

- What if the German
patrol was around

when you were yelling?

Well, what did you
risk my life for?

Where did you get this?

- From the cave.

- Do you know what it is?

- Gold, I think.

- You think?

How did you find the cave?

What do you know about the gold?

- Nothing, I just
found it there.

- Just found it?

Does anybody else
know about this?

- No, I fixed up my
tracks when I left.

- What got into
that head of yours

to make you do such a thing?

- I thought maybe you'd let
me bring it all down for you,

a little every day.

You see, the Germans
search grownups,

but they don't bother with kids.

Then, if I helped you,
maybe you'd let me

go with you on the boat.

- Listen, this is the
government's gold.

If we can get it all to America,

it will be worth
nine million dollars,

and we need those dollars
to buy planes and guns

and ammunition to
get the Germans out.

The Germans need the gold too.

If they find it, it
will mean disaster,

especially to your father,
who is responsible for it.

- I didn't...

- Besides, if you brought
it down one ingot every day,

it will take you nearly
two years to do the job,

and we have about a month
of snow left, at the most.

- Well, I could...

- You could what?

- I could get some of the
other kids to help me.

We could work every day.

- Yeah, and you would
have every Quisling family

in Riswyk telling your
secrets to the Germans.

- My friends aren't Quis...

- Nobody knows what their
friends are in times like this.

Now, listen, don't
go near the cave.

Don't talk about
gold or about me,

or any of this to anyone.

Do you understand?

If you do, we'll all be killed.

This is no game,
Peter, this is war.

All right, get on home.

Go round by way of
the coast trail,

and don't tell anyone
where you have been.

All right.

- We interrupt
the regular new service

for an official bulletin.

Special police are
checking all transit points

north of Oslo for gold, valued
at over 60 million kroner,

belonging to the
Norwegian Treasury.

The bullion was
intercepted by criminals,

possibly with the aid
of foreign agents,

while being moved to safety.

Failure to report
suspicious movements

of unidentified strangers is
a crime against the state.

The weather for
tomorrow continues cold

with unseasonable
low temperatures on
the west coast and...

- Oh, Victor!
- Uncle Victor!

- They'll catch you.

- My own father could never
catch me in the woods at night.

I think I can get away
from other protectors.

Inger, I want to talk to you.

Luisa, isn't it your bedtime?

- Yes, children, it's
almost nine o'clock.

Up to bed.

- But Mother, we don't
have school anymore.

- Come on, Luisa,
I'll take you to bed.

I think Victor has
secrets to tell.

- No, Bente, I want you to stay,

and Peter too.

- Peter?

- Did he tell you anything
about this morning?

- No, what happened?

- That's a good sign.

- Oh, what did he do?

- Well, as a matter of fact,
he has given me an idea.

My problem is how to
get the gold onboard

before Lars comes back.

I was wishing for trolls.

- Trolls?

- Of course, they are invisible.

Well, what else is invisible?

And what's less likely to
interest serious people

in wartime than a bunch of
children out in the snow?

- But suppose they were caught?

- Well, who would suspect
we'd trust a child

to carry 100,000 kroner
in their rucksack?

- The Germans!

Victor!

Just a minute, I'm coming.

Oh.

- Good evening, we're
just making a house check.

May we come in, please?

The open door will just
make your house cold.

- Yes, please.

- Thank you.

May I?

- Yes, please.

- Now, your name, please.

- Mrs. Lars Lundstrom.

- Mrs. Lars Lundstrom.

And your husband's business?

- Fishing boats.

- Ah, anyone else?

- No.

- Well, I see you've
forgotten someone.

- Bente Nielsen, student,

University of Bergen.

- Oh, a graduate student.

Good, good, we have
something in common.

- I noticed how well
you speak Norwegian.

It must come in handy for
questioning women and children.

- Are there any
weapons in the house?

- No.

- Well, if your husband took
that one, we have it now.

All the men from Riswyk were
taken prisoner this morning.

- Lars?

All of them?

- Yes, all of them, coming
through the pass at.

- No!

- Well, I'm sorry, but
you should be relieved.

At least he won't
be fighting anymore.

- What will happen to them?

- Well, they'll be held
until the resistance ends,

but I don't think that
should be too long.

- Oh, I wouldn't be
too sure of that.

- Whose cap?

- Oh, it's Peter's,

the boy's.

- Good night, Mrs. Lundstrom.

And Bente Nielsen,
student, yeah.

- What should we do?

- I don't know.

- Yes, Inger, I heard.

- Do you really think
they won't hurt him?

- We're lucky.

They obviously don't know
what Lars is really doing.

- No, I think you're right.

- The entrance to the cave
will begin melting soon.

Peter's plan is our only chance.

- Peter?

Can you really do this?

- Yes, Mother.

- But at first sign of danger,
Inger, I promise we'll stop.

- Well,

if it's no other way.

- The first time you disobey
an order, you go straight home.

The Germans may try to
be friendly toward us,

but what they really want
is to find out our secret.

So, you must swear,
here and now,

never to talk to a German,

and never to speak to
anyone about our work.

- Get on with your
swearing, Peter!

- Okay.

Do you swear never
to speak to a German,

and never to tell anyone
about the work we are doing?

Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Get back!

Well, are you all right?

Hmm?

I too like to ski.

Yes, perhaps some day, you'll
teach me how to use these

Norwegian skis, hmm?

- What did he say?

- He wanted
to try Norwegian skis.

- Like this!

- Come on,
come on, let's go.

- Peter, is this it?

- Yes.

But first, Helga,

leave your knapsack down here.

Go up on the top of the
hill, and stand guard.

The rest of you, come down here.

- Oh, Mr. Snowman,
rich Mr. Snowman.

Peter, how rich is he?

- Over a million kroner.

- What a husband
for some poor girl!

- Let's start back!

We have a long trip ahead of us.

- Hey, Peter, what
happens to the gold now?

- That's none of our business.

Let's go!

- Luisa, is she hurt?

- No, just tired.

- Why are you so late?

Trouble?

- No, it's all these kids.

It was easier going down myself.

- Of course it was.

It's always easier
doing things yourself.

But you can't carry 560
bars in one knapsack.

- 560.

We only brought down 14 today.

- You know,

my father,

he used to like going mountain
climbing when he came ashore.

And one day, I said to him,

"It must take a big, strong
man to climb so high."

"No," he said.

"The whole mountain is
just a line of small hills

"attached to one another,
and to get to the top,

"you've just gotta climb
the hill in front."

So, you don't have
to be big and strong,

but you have to keep
going on and on and on.

- I know.

- Did you see Victor?

- No, he wasn't there.

- No, no, finish with
the young lady first.

I only want cigarettes.

- One krone pence, please.

- News
bulletin: Bergen command post.

The police are now sure
of enemy involvement

in the theft of the
government gold.

German SS units have
joined the cordon

closing in on the
west coast area,

where the gold is
believed to be hidden.

Refusing to cooperate
with the search parties

will be considered
as an act of treason.

- That'll be all.

Please put them all on
the Lundstrom's bill.

Allow me, please.

Well, at least let me
bring in the groceries.

- Will you please go now?

- Soon.

- Look, if you're
trying to embarrass me,

you've gone far enough.

- Oh, you don't like Germans?

- I hate anyone in that
uniform you're wearing.

- Well, did you ever think
of the man in the uniform?

- How can you call
yourself a man?

Making believe
you're defending us,

like you defended
Czechoslovakia and Poland.

- Well, a soldier
does what he's told.

If you were a soldier, would
you disobey your commander?

- If I were ordered to molest
unarmed women in their homes,

I would look for a commander
that wasn't a thug.

- Bente,

what are you saying?

- Heil Hitler.

- Can't you stay
with the rest of us?

- You kids are too slow.

- What do you think
this is, a race?

Do you want the Germans
to catch the fast ones

or the slow ones?

- You act like it's your gold.

- I didn't say that,
but I'm in charge.

I'm getting it
down to the Snike,

and if you don't like what I
say, you can quit right now.

- All right, have it
your way, big shot.

- Do you have a sister?

- Hey!

Do you want a chocolate?

Dumb fish.

- Yeah, that's right, you.

The captain wants to know
why such a big boy like you

is skiing all day.

And he says he could use a boy
like you to be his orderly,

shine his boots,
learn to be a soldier

instead of an
ignorant fisherman,

how would you like that, hmm?

Come and live at the
barracks, wear a uniform.

Well, what's the
matter with you, boy?

Has your mouth frozen
shut, what do you say?

The captain promises you he
will teach you some manners.

Captain Von Broch has
deliberately chosen

to meet with you here,
rather than in his office,

because, you see, he's been
good enough to accept my idea

to use you, use your education.

Now, he asked me to inform you

that we are
reopening the school,

and since the schoolmaster is,

shall we say not at liberty,
we are in need of your help.

Now, I will be in
charge, of course,

but you will be the
teacher since Norwegian

is not my native tongue.

- Yes, I,

well, I have no degree.

- Well,
that's all right.

Even a high school graduate
can teach elementary class.

- But the school is
occupied with your troops.

- Yes,
we've made arrangements

to use this church here.

- No.

It's impossible.

I just can't.

- I think it would be
better if you stood

when you spoke to the captain.

The captain asked me to inform
you that in most countries,

we don't offer women a
choice of profession.

Don't worry, please,
there's nothing to fear.

It's all part of an idea I have.

You'll be teaching reading,
writing, arithmetic, and so on.

I'll be in charge of
political science.

I think that's all.

- Now, I know that some
of you are very unhappy

your vacation's ended, but the
authorities have ordered us

to open the school and we
must do the best we can.

- Where's our
regular teacher?

- No one knows, Mr. Benson
left with the other men.

- We want Mr. Benson.

- Yes, I too wish he were here.

- Mr. Benson!

Mr. Benson!

We want Mr. Benson!

- Mr. Benson is fighting
Nazis, not helping them.

- We will begin with
fractions, just to brush up.

Helger Olsen,

please, would you come up
here and do this problem?

- Don't do it.

- Don't help her,
she's for them.

- Helger, go and
sit down, please.

They were impossible,
like little animals.

Even our own family, even Luisa!

- They are angry.

They've been stopped in
the middle of their work.

- But why me, why pick on me?

Don't they understand?

- They don't want to understand.

They want to go
back to the slopes.

- And that man,

'round my neck every minute.

It's a miracle he
didn't see them.

- You must send Peter down
to me after school tomorrow.

I'll talk to him.

- Well, he should know better.

He's risking everything.

- You were clever
to pick this place.

- I had to see you.

I didn't know what to do.

- You will have to
keep the school going,

just to keep the Germans
from suspecting us.

There must be other ways.

Well, it's getting late now.

You better get back.

- I don't want to leave you.

It's worse here than
when I was in Bergen

because here, you're so near.

- Come, I'll go a
little way with you.

- When Peter gives the signal.

- Maybe we shouldn't.

- Don't do anything
if you're scared.

- All right, places, everyone.

I want your attention
now, please.

We'll try a spelling drill.

Michael, on your feet
and spell economy.

- E-C-O-N-O-M-Y.

- Order!

Well, what is it you
think you're doing, huh?

You, what?

Well,

are you proud of yourselves?

Is this the way the children
of Norway treat their teachers?

How you show your respect, how
you act in times of trouble?

What are you, gangsters?

Now, listen to me, all of you.

Acting like hooligans can
only get you into trouble,

very serious trouble.

And you!

If you are the
leader of this group,

you had best learn how to lead.

If you don't respect authority,

you have no authority yourself,

and you can't lead a
bunch of wild animals,

except into a trap.

I've been watching you.

You have brains, use them.

From now on, I hold
you responsible.

Now, go home, think about it,

and come back tomorrow
morning like human beings

who have the capacity
to learn something, hmm?

That's all.

Well, after this, you should
have less trouble with them.

You can do something for
me, something important.

- What?

- But first, I want you to
accept me as your friend.

I'm not a Nazi.

I'm not even German.

- Neither is Hitler.

- In an army of hundreds
of thousands of people,

not everyone is a fanatic Nazi.

Like some others, I
don't believe in Hitler.

- What do you want from me?

- First, I want you to trust me.

- Why?
- Do you?

- Why?

- 'Cause I'd like you
to put me in touch

with the man you
met with last night.

He must be in the underground
or he wouldn't be here.

- So you can arrest him?

Why didn't you shoot us
when you had the chance?

- No, but doesn't
that prove to you

that I'm telling the truth?

It's because I need your help!

- Why am I listening to you?

It's all part of a trap!

- No, no, you don't
understand, believe me,

I'm trying to escape.

- Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

From the Pacific Ocean
to the Atlantic Ocean,

there are 3,000 long
miles across rivers,

plains, and mountains.

But down here, in
Panama, only 50 miles

separate the two same oceans.

Now, many troubles
beset the French company

that was digging the canal,

but the worst was the
sickness called yellow fever.

Work stopped.

The company failed.

And later, an American
company took over.

The Americans began the job...

- "You have brains, use them."

- The most important
people they brought

were doctors.

- Yes, Peter?

What can I do for you?

You don't look very sick.

- I was wondering if we
could have an epidemic

of yellow fever?

- Yellow fever, in Norway?

Absolutely not.

- Isn't there some
other sickness that
would close a school?

- Well.

- Please, Doctor Oker,
you must believe me!

It's important for Norway
that we close the school.

- Let me think about it.

Diphtheria?

Smallpox?

Meningitis?

Measles?

10 years of medicine,

and this is the first time I
deliberately made a child sick.

- We're sick, we're sick!

Look!

- We're sick?

- We're
sick, we're sick!

- Hey!

- If you brought
it down one ingot every day,

it will take you nearly
two years to do the job,

and we have about a month
of snow left, at the most.

- Come on, everybody, let's go!

- Must we go already?

- I said let's go.

Don't you know how
to respect authority?

Are you gangsters
or wild animals?

Can't you take orders?

There's hardly any snow
left on the trails.

Two hours of rain
could wash it all away.

Then we're finished.

- Mm.

That would be a big hill,

but wait till you get to it.

- Snow is dropping.

Let's try the road
over Borgens Hill.

Get off the road!

- Hey, wait a minute,
I'll go with you.

I will show you how
we ski in Tyrol.

- Here, take these.

- Come.

You must eat a heavy lunch, hmm?

- Heil Hitler!

- Peter!

Peter!

- What's the matter?

- I think I saw someone.

- Where?

- Over there.

- Bente.

- What is it?

- Helga and I saw a man
watching us at the Snike.

- Was it a German?

- We couldn't tell,
he was too far away.

- Didn't you tell Victor?

- I thought about it,
but then I thought,

suppose somebody
was watching us,

just waiting to
follow me to the boat.

- You're right,
perhaps it was trap.

- Maybe Pir Koshen
can go tonight?

- He isn't here.

The man with the charts came
tonight, Pir went to meet him.

I'll go myself,

after it gets dark.

- Well, where are
you going so late?

Another secret rendezvous?

You know, many times, I used to

let myself think of
what it would be like

meeting alone with
you in the moonlight,

no war,

no uniform.

Well, no matter.

You see, once again, I'm
in need of your help.

This time, I do not ask.

You see, I find myself
overdue at my quarters.

I need an excuse, you
will be my excuse.

- No, I won't go.

- I think you will.

I know everything now,

and whether or not I
do anything about it

depends entirely on you.

- What are you waiting for?

- Well, I told you,

to meet your boyfriend.

Now, understand me, Bente.

I've made my plans.

I will not let anyone or
anything get in my way.

Before, I tried to
accomplish these things

by being friendly with you,

but since you find that
so distasteful, no more.

Now, you will do
exactly as I say.

Tomorrow night, at nine
o'clock, you will meet me

outside of your house, and you
will lead me to your friend.

And remember, one word
about this to anyone,

and it's all over for
you, the skiing children,

your boyfriend, everything,

so don't go anywhere
tonight, hmm?

I know the curfew hasn't
meant much to you in the past,

but tonight, tonight,
you'll think better.

- Peter?

- What is it?

- Come on, Peter.

It's me.

Listen, none of the kids
must go down tomorrow.

- Michael is coming
by in the morning.

- Michael and
you can come with me

to look for Victor,

but no gold.

- I sure hate
the sound of that water.

- Listen!

I think I can hear
someone coming.

- You ski over to the clearing.

You think he's dead?

- No, just knocked out.

What are we gonna do now?

- We can take
him to.

There's no one there now.

- He's still sleeping.

- Well, maybe, but
I'm gonna stand guard.

You better take a nap.

May be hours before
she finds Victor.

- Good idea.

You wake me up later.

- Well, good day.

I told you
once I like to ski, but,

seems I'm not too good at it.

You're very careless
with guns, you know?

They're dangerous.

Ah, don't let it worry you.

I wanted you to capture me.

- Why?

- Well, because I think you'll
take me where I want to go.

- Where's that?

- To someone who will
help me to escape.

- Are we supposed
to believe that?

You think just
because we're kids...

- Oh, wait, wait, wait a minute.

Now, you're not so young
and innocent as all that.

I've been watching
you for over a week.

I know exactly what
you've been doing.

- You do?

- Mm-hmm, yes, all about
the gold and the cave,

and your moving it.

I must admit, I don't
know where it is now, but,

well, you see, I'm being
very honest with you.

- This is a trap, Peter.

- Yes, if it
is, well, then I'm in it,

because it was
you who caught me.

- I'll bet there
are Germans outside

waiting to capture Vic...

- Well,

I hope not,

because if there are, I'm
a dead man, right, Peter?

- All right!

- Kalasch, lieutenant,

second class,
field intelligence.

I am unarmed, I
wish to surrender.

- What's your game?

I'm not a soldier, you know
you can't surrender to me.

What do you want with these two?

- Well, ask them,
they brought me here.

- Stop playing or I'll
blow your brains out.

- All right, I let
them capture me.

I want you to help me to escape.

- It's true, Uncle Victor, he
could have taken his gun back,

but he didn't.

- Quiet, Peter.

- I put myself
entirely in your hands.

I want to defect.

- Why?

- I don't like the Nazis.

- Why?

- Why?

Do you have to ask?

- Your reasons.

- They are personal.

- Well, you better
make them public.

You've got about five seconds.

- I'm not German, I'm Slovak.

- Well?

- The Germans overran
my country, they...

- What about that
uniform you are wearing?

- I was born in the Sudeten.

They considered me German.

They took me into the army.

If I wasn't in the army,
I'd be a forced laborer

on a concentration camp.

I was against them.

They would have found
out sooner or later.

This way, I had a
chance to move around.

- Yeah, with a gun on your hip?

- I gave myself up,
what more do you want?

- I want to know why.

- There are reasons.

- Yes?

- I was a language
student at the university,

till they took me
in the Signal Corps.

I was an announcer
on the Prague radio.

Then, on a certain night, I had
to announce, over the radio,

the dynamiting of an
apartment building

in which a famous editor
was hiding in the cellar.

A girl I was to marry
lived in that house.

I found her body in the rubble.

You don't know the
Nazis here, not yet.

They've been told to behave
because they want you

to help them against the Allies,

but once they get the upper
hand, they're like mad men.

They believe only in force.

They understand only force.

- When will you be missed?

- I was supposed to be
on duty at eight o'clock.

- Well, it's after that now.

Let's get out of here.

Pir, you better take
the boys back to town.

- Peter?

So, I could not be
seen talking to a man,

but to a girl?

And I had to make sure it was
someone who was anti-Nazi.

- Does anybody else know
where you were last night?

- Only a guard knows
I was even out,

but he wouldn't question
the movements of an officer.

- How long have you
known about the children?

- About a week.

- I don't know.

- I believe him.

- All right, you, get
into the.

Don't you move.

If they take one step
aboard this boat,

you will be the first to go.

- They were looking for me.

- I understand
that much, German.

- Was a close one.

- Too close.

Take him into the hold.

- With the cargo?

- The kids have
only one more load.

I think I'll take a chance.

I really don't know.

- Maybe he wants to
escape as he says.

- I don't like it.

- What will you do?

- Take him with me.

It's safer for us.

- Long live the king!

- Long live the king!

- We are searching
for a German officer.

Has anybody seen him?

Why don't you answer?

Hey, you, come here.

Come, come, come!

Have you seen a man here?

Answer me!

Where are your manners?

Have you got no manners?

You'll be punished for this!

- What could they do to him?

- They're barbarians.

Besides, he knows too much.

- But a child, 13 years old?

- What do they care?

They'll torture
him until he talks.

- But they don't
know what he knows.

- They'll make sure to
find out what he knows.

- I know.

I swore to Inger I won't let
anything happen to the kids.

I couldn't face Lars.

It's just that the last of it
is out there in the clearing.

I could sail on
the morning tide.

They must have him
in the town hall.

I know every inch
of that building.

I'll go and get him.

- You wouldn't get three
feet before you're caught.

That place is
surrounded by guards.

Besides, you don't speak German.

- Peter.

- What do you want?

- I'm taking you to your uncle.

- But why?

- The gold's leaving.

You can't stay here.

- I'm all right, I
didn't tell 'em anything.

- Yes, I know, I know,
you're a good Norwegian,

but now, you do exactly
as I say, and don't talk.

Come on.

All right, swim,

straight out about 100 yards,

think they get their shots.

Go!

- Quick, come inside.

- Where's the lieutenant?

- Where did you leave him?

- I heard shots.

- Come on.

- Just wait till he comes.

- I can't wait very long.

The tide won't wait.

- Uncle Victor!

You're hurt.

- No, no, it's all right.

Well, we made it, Peter.

The gold is moving,

and

we go to England.

- We really did it.

- Yes, you did.

- They're
not always so small.

- What are you talking about?

- About climbing mountains,

and the line of small hills.