All language subtitles for X.Company.S01E06

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Ten resistance
executed by fire...

...having syndrome...

We are up against
a ruthless, relentless enemy.

Forget my name.

You're back?!

- There were six guards
at the factory.

Six! But there
should only be two.

We got three.
But one saw us and ran away.

- They're hunting us down.
- I spent hours

- watching that factory!
- I need bandages. Fast!

Of course!
Here, I have some sheets.

He's in so much pain.

I could run for help.
There's a nurse nearby!

- No, no, no. We can't do that.
- Her, She's friendly.

She knows how to
keep her mouth shut.

Put him on the table.

I'm sorry...

Are you insane!?

- He's a radio operator.
He's our only way out.

And we need
information from him.

Harry, keep breathing.

Go. Get the nurse.

- He's still conscious. Barely.

- He's lost a lot of blood.
- Rip up those sheets.

- I'll keep watch.
- Harry? Harry, look at me.

keep your eyes
open for me, Harry.

Keep your eyes open, Harry.

Am I dying?

Why would you want
to do that? Hey, hey!

Open! Open!

You're fine. You're fine.

You've got to keep breathing.

Shut up.

I said, Shut up!

- Keep your mouth shut!
- Neil!

You saw what he did!

We need him.

Harry's bleeding
from the neck there!

Yes, and I'm here with you,

because you can't
control your temper.

Take him downstairs.

Keep him out of sight.

Get up!

Get up!

Tom.

Go with Neil and watch him.

We need the German alive.

Neil.

Neil!

Hey!

Hey, that's enough!

Nine PM.

- Doesn't leave us much time.
- Get up.

Harry! Stay with us!

- OK.
- Look at me!

- Look right at me!
- I'm trying.

Put your hand right here.

- Our friend is wounded.
- Then let's fix him up.

It's all right,
help's here. Help's here.

You're doing great.

You're gonna be alright.

- I promise.
- Plasma.

It'll give him some colour back.

I know you can't answer
questions,

but there's a
few things I have to know.

- What's he had for the pain?
- Morphine, 10 minutes ago.

Knife wound, that I can
see for myself. And this?

Grenade.

Busy night! Hold this for him.

Of course.

Um,

he's lost a lot of blood.

You slowed his bleeding.
That saved his life;

good on you. And the plasma
will stabilize him...

But?

The blade.

It's close
to his artery.

If it shifts,
it could slice into it.

- It has to come out.
- There's no choice.

But removing it could

sever the artery as well.

Do it.

Hey. Hey.

- What's happening outside?
- Patrols everywhere.

Keep watch.

Oh, that's convenient.

Then fix the taster.

This'll hurt.

Even with the morphine.

But you have to lie still
for me now, right, love?

- You hear me?
- Mm-hm.

Hold him tight.

You're okay.

Steady.

- Steady!
- Sh-sh-sh...

You're good...

Good.

And... no bleeding.

Scared the hell
out of us, buddy.

You did well.

You'll have another scar
to show the girls back home.

It's not like I did anything.

Just kind of lied here.

Thank you.

Happy to help.

Easy with a brave patient.

- Hmm...
- No, no, no, no.

Hey! Hey, come back to me now!
Open your eyes!

- What's happening?
- Come back for me!

Look at me! Open your eyes!

- It's his artery?!
- No, there'd be blood.

- His pulse is almost gone.
- He was talking a second ago.

It's the shock.
His heart is shutting down.

- Can't you help him!?
- What's his name?

- Gabriel.
- His real name.

It's Harry.

Harry? Harry, can you hear me?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

He's not breathing!

Oh my God.

Adrenaline.

There's no guarantees.

Harry, stay with me.
You hold on now.

Hold on! Come on...

Come back for me Harry.

Stay with me.

Harry? Harry!

- What's happening?
- He may not have long.

- The radio?
- He says it's bloody broken.

You fix it, right?

Hey! Let's just find out

if he's telling the truth.

Maybe Alfred knows.

He has a pulse.

Look, his cheeks!

- What's happening?
- He's all right?

He's lucky is what he is.

He had both feet in the grave.

Lucky Harry. Opens his eyes,

sees a pretty nurse...

I know this model.

D-4

- Tapper is definitely broken.
- Bloody hell.

- Can you fix it?
- No.

But we could use Harry's, except
the electromagnet's frayed too.

Can we use Harry's
electromagnet?

There wouldn't be enough wire.

He's supposed
to make contact at 9:00.

Doesn't leave us much time.

Are you a nurse?

I am.

Beautiful.

That's the morphine talking.

I've met you already.

- Keep still.
- Sh, sh.

I fought a German.

I can't remember,
did we set the fire?

Sh, sh. We did
what we came to do.

We could improvise
but we need wire.

Copper's rationed.
Where would we even--

- And in a town this size?
- The ammunitions factory.

The stock room,
second floor, I saw some.

- Okay, I'll go back for it.
- No, no, no.

We've been seen.

None of us are safe out there.

I'll go. This is my fault.

My bad intelligence.

Marcel!

If they catch you,

say that you're looting.

They won't hang you for that.

Fast as you can.

Now, assuming that we do
get a working radio,

we're gonna need
a message to send.

And I'm going to need you

to take a look at his one-time
pad, and make sure that

he transmits what we tell him.

I'm sorry I hurt your friend.

He's brave.

I didn't see how young he was.

Not until too late.

So... you're spies then?

- "Factory sabotaged.

Two enemy agents seen"?

Hm, what about:
"Three enemy agents,

male, 40s to 50s

in a dark-blue Peugeot"?

Specifics always sell better.

You should go into advertising.

Germans! Door to door.

- How many?
- Two.

- Two. Two we can handle.
- No, no, no.

Two on patrol. There's a truck
at the end of the street.

- We're gonna need to move him.
- That's not wise!

No choice. Get him ready.

Harry, I'm sorry.

You're gonna be fine.

- Take him upstairs.
- Yeah. Okay, c'mon!

You have to get up.

Okay, in here. It's open.

Easy, easy, easy!

It's okay. It's okay.

It's going to kill me.

Here!

- They're at the door.
- Watch what you say,
he's listening.

- I thought...
- He understands every word.

Öffnen die Tür!

Coming!

Make a sound and you're dead.

- Yes?
- We need to step inside.

But it's so late

and I'm not presentable.

We promise not to keep
you long, Mademoiselle.

A routine check.
There's been a disturbance.

- Nothing serious I hope?
- Nothing to worry about.

We have every soldier
in the area hunting them down.

- Come in!

- Your papers?
- Yes, of course.

Let me introduce myself.
Obersturmfuhrer Max Schmidt.

You are Aimee Rivard,

twenty-nine years old,

blonde hair,

green eyes.

Now, tell me,

in the last few hours

have you seen anything
out of the ordinary?

- No?
- No.

- Nothing?

No, I wish
I could help, but...

Any information at all
might be useful.

You're sure?

No gossip? No whispers?

No, I'm sorry. You should ask
my neighbors. They love to talk!

Whenever I get a...
a run in my stocking,

the whole world
knows about it.

We're sorry for disturbing
you, Mademoiselle.

Obersturmfuhrer!

Sehen sie?

This is ridiculous.
It's my house! There's nothing.

You won't find anything.
You can look if you want, but...

-
- Shh!

Don't worry, Liebling,

it's me in trouble, not you.

I'm sorry I lied to you, sir.

Shh!

I'm gonna go check on Harry.

They're gone.

- What are we laughing at?
- I don't know!

- I dont know.
- We're in a bathtub?

Yes we are.

- Can you help me with him?
- Yes.

- Am I too heavy?
- No, you're fine.

Careful!

Okay.

You all right, Harry?

You're risking a lot helping us.

Just wondering why.

What you lot do?

I could ask the same question.

You didn't answer the question.

My husband was
in the Resistance.

Like you.

He loved his country:

liberty,

equality,

brotherhood.

Also poetry, and chocolate.

- "was"...

He was caught.

Dragged out of the house,

and shot in the street.

I saw it happen.

There are deaths
that have no meaning.

But not his.

Because I'll keep fighting.

Finish what he started.

- Sorry.
- Sorry, I didn't--

- Sh. Sh.
- Why?

No reason.

No reason.

What is it?

- Nothing.
- No, something.

Your voice...

tastes different.

- Tastes different how?
- I'm sorry.

Is everyone all right?

I saw the Germans!
I hid in an alley...

- Do you have the copper?
- By the skin of my teeth.

Oh, come on.

Yes.

Wire for the transmitter.

This has to happen fast.

You heard her. Move.

Could I have a little water?

Or some clothes?
It's cold down here.

My younger sister, Katja.

I haven't seen
her in two years.

I've been in France
the whole war.

I hate this place.

I'm Rolf.

Rolf Bauer.

You're Neil.
Is that right?

Get back to work.

Germans use a tag
for every relay.

"H H" for " Heil Hitler."

Anything incoming,
they'll encrypt it.

We have his one-time pad.

Alfred's figured out the code.

Of course he has.

See if you can
memorize his "fist,"

and how fast he is
with the tapper,

and irregularities in...

What? Why are you
looking at me like that?

I'm happy you're alive.

Wait, wait a second.

He's gonna have
a distress signal.

Any letter out of place,

any extra letter in the relay,

that's him signaling
to the enemy, okay?

My fingers are numb.

Thank you.

Your friend,

will he live?

I was at my desk
when he came in.

I didn't go looking
for a fight. I just...

When my knife hit him...

the sound it made...

I feel sick about it.

Good.

You're close with him?

You killed 3 guards.

I saw you.

Quick and... silent.

What does it feel like?

To be able to kill like that?

When it's a Boche

it doesn't feel like anything.

I've got our message coded.

As soon as the radio's up,
we'll get this to the Germans.

Send them on a false trail.

The main thing is
their relay back.

You've gotta see if you can find
out where they're searching,

look for a gap to get through.

How many roads out of here?

Marmonne, eleven ways out.

You know,

mark the cross-streets.
They'll have checkpoints too.

Hey.

What happens to the German

once we send this out?

Relay this message
to your contacts.

Any distress signal

and you're finished.

Your scars.

How did you get them?

I don't remember.

How about we stop fraternizing
with the enemy?

It's gone through.

Incoming.

They've accepted your relay.

Two platoons deployed.

Roads closed are...

La Trinité,

Quai de la Joliette,

Beaulieu-sur-mer,

Jeanne-Florian,

Nantes.

- No fever.
- Hm.

That means I can
get you patched up.

For the pain.

This needs to come off.

Okay.

Steady.

I guess I'm gonna
need a new shirt.

You might, yeah!

Is the morphine working?

- Harry?
- Hm?

Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

Jeanne-Florian, Nantes,

La Trinité,

Abbeville,

Beaulieu-sur-mer,

Montaigne

and Fleury.

What?

Every road is blocked.

Check points are doubled.

There's no way
out of Marmonne.

We're due in Paris in two days.

So we find a way out.

In a few days the
Germans will ease off.

Look at the security.

They'll hunt us like dogs.
Go door to door again.

- We got lucky the first time.
- I can get you to Paris.

You're going to kill me
when you're done,

I know how it works.

Or you could
keep me with you,

in your service.

You want to be a double-agent.

A German radio
operator on our side?

What? He's our prisoner.

He lied to us about
speaking English...

Abbeville is
a regular checkpoint.

The Captain there
is notoriously stupid.

You could find a way to pull
away his guards.

He'll say anything to
save his own skin.

- What do you know?
- A fair bit about
Boche like you.

The factory you sabotaged.

The workers,

all women treated like slaves.

The year I've been there,
what I've seen...

I stopped believing
in this war a long time ago.

There's a lot more he could
tell us, if he wanted to.

Is that true?

Your pencil?

Five platoons...

repositioning
near Rouen next week.

There are U-boats, here,

moving south

- in the Mediterranean.
- If it checks out.

Which we have no way
of knowing if it will.

Yes, you don't.

But my transmission window
is closing soon.

You have to decide:

are you going
to trust me...

or not?

Tom, Alfred,

let's get a relay ready.

Talk to him.
Make sure he's for real.

I hope this is the worst
the war gets for you, Harry.

It's already been worse?

You lost someone.

There was a woman...

who died...

because of us.

I have trouble
forgetting, you know?

Alfred helped me.

Not to forget...

just to get past stuff.

Sounds like a good
friend to have.

Yeah.

It's what he's best at.

- Being a friend?
- Hm.

Yeah, that too, but...

I mean his, uh...

his memory.

That's why he's with us.

What about you?

What are you best at?

It was women?

At the factory
building the bombs?

Jewish women.

Their rations are
half the size of mine.

After three months,
nothing's left.

Skin, bones.

And after four months...

they're dead.

They just bring
new workers in.

They were starving

and there wasn't
a thing I could do.

If I tried to smuggle them food,
the other officers, they...

they would have
reported me to the Gestapo.

So you went along with it.

There was this one girl...

thirteen, fourteen...

She tried to stop a guard

from beating her mother.

So he soaked her in acid.

He poured a vat of it

right over her head.

And I grabbed her

and I carried her
into a back room

to get her out of sight.

You saved her?

I watched her die.

I gave her water,
morphine, but...

Here.

I've been drinking
to try to forget.

But it only helps until morning.

I love my country.

You understand?

I really wanted
to fight for it.

But it's not fighting

when there are grandmothers

and girls who remind me of...

Your sister.

I saw your friends
set fire to the factory,

and I was happy.

So you see whose side I'm on?

I'm already a traitor.

Have you lost
anyone in the war?

My mother, my sister.

They were in London.

- The Blitz.
- Fast deaths?

Their building caught fire.

Before that,

I wasn't really at war.

I was doing my duty,
fighting for my country,

but my heart wasn't in it.

And then...

after I learned
how my family died,

trapped in a
burning building...

After that, killing was easy.

You know what I wish?

I wish this canteen
had whisky in it.

Yeah, me too, mate.

So, this is us, on the coast.

We need a way
southeast to Paris.

I don't want to interrupt.

- Is he okay?
- I just... came down to say,

I hope you'll get him
to a hospital after this.

At the very least,
he needs bed rest.

We'll take good care of him.

I'll be sorry to see him go.

I think he's for real.

Tom. What do you have?

"Urgent. Saboteurs reported
traveling east to Lille.

Redeploy Abbeville
Guard East Immediately."

That would leave the Abbeville
checkpoint unmanned.

- So we might get through.
- I'll translate it. You code it.

Let's get it sent.

H, H... H.

He added an extra letter.

You betrayed us.

It was a mistake!

- I'm exhausted!
- An extra letter

at the end of a transmission

is a distress signal.

Radio silence.

They're not
confirming your relay.

My distress signal?
It's not in my tag.

it's an error in the 16th
letter of the transmission!

Received...

and understood.

Trust me. Trust me,

there's nothing out of the
ordinary! Trust me! Please!

- Get away.
- Please trust me!

This is a normal confirmation!

I swear to you! This is
a normal confirmation!

It could have been
a genuine mistake.

I've made mistakes like that.

But if he did just signal
to his superiors,

a direction-finding
vehicle could be heading

- our way right now.
- So we just head out

into the street
without an escape plan?

Neil, you've spent
the most time with him.

Is he lying?

I don't know.

Let's head for the
checkpoint at Abbeville.

Which is exactly
where the patrols

will be if it is a trap.

We don't have a choice.

Do we take him with us?

If he betrayed us,
if he's not on our side,

he'll have too many
chances to give us up.

Okay, but then, we leave
him here, tie him up?

He's seen too much.

Go help with Harry.

We need this to be quiet.

Change his bandages twice a day.

Right.

Morphine every eight hours.

We probably won't see
each other again.

My friend...

he's been teaching me...

"If you can't stop
remembering something bad,

"you think of something
good and just...

feel it more."

Thank you.

You're here to kill me?

Yes.

Can I have a drink first?

Or a cigarette?

No time.

Do it, then.

How fast will I go?

Couple of minutes.

There are worse ways.

I've seen them.

Is it strange if I say
it was nice to meet you?

I'm glad it's you doing it...

and not a stranger.

It's cruel to make me...

Aah!

You betrayed us, didn't you?

You signaled to your friends?

Yes or no?

Yes or no?

Tell the truth.

Everything you said was a lie?

Bloody yes or no!?

It looks deserted.

Or...

if he betrayed us,
this is exactly

what an ambush
would look like.

We're safe. Hit the gas.

Ah!

- Ah!
- Hey, hey!

Stop!

You did nothing wrong.

Move.

Four men, one woman.

But it's the agent called
Alfred you'll want to target.

He decodes on sight,

draws detailed maps from memory.

Apparently he remembers
everything he sees.

You've learned
all this from... Harry?

This is better than I expected.

Your people will keep
their side of the bargain.

We're not doing this
for nothing.

Once this conflict is over,
we'll send troops,

force the English
out of Ireland for good.

You'll have your free republic.

You don't seem pleased.

I liked him.

Harry.