All language subtitles for Weekend.At.Dunkirk.1964.1080p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

Alexander, keep up!

"France and Poland,
countries with 34 million citizen...''

''...are finished.''

''Holland...''

''...has abandoned its weapons.''

''Belgium's army has surrendered.''

''While the German army advances...''

''...with more than 500,000 soldiers..."

''Joan of Arc, where are you now!''
- Hey guys...

...any news of the 110th?

No

Do you have any news of the 110th?

The 110th?

Come with me.

Sir, this man is a warrant officer from the 110th.

You're from the 110th?

Yes, Captain.

Staff Sargent Maillat.

Where is your unit?

I lost contact with them.

When?
- Yesterday afternoon.

Show me where you lost contact.

Here, in Killem.
- They've taken Killem?

Yes.

Lieutenant, tell HQ...

...they are in Killem.

Have a rest, sargent.

Is the situation serious?
- Didn't you see the map?

Not too closely.

Can you swim?

Get to Dunkirk...

...and cross the channel.

18 km, it's no big deal.

On the other side is England.

Things are easy over there.

They still play tennis.

They'll evacuate us?

Their own soldiers yes... but us... maybe.

Thanks, see you around.
- Bye.

''Jeanne d'Arc would cry to see
France's blood flowing like this.''

"Why must we make these sacrifices?''

''For the arms dealers?
For the English bankers?''

"The English want us to fight
to the last man!"

- The nerve!
- Do you think we are surrounded?

- It's a lie.
- No, it's true.

Do you know what a defensive pocket is
Father? It's when your back's to the wall

When you're 60 you will say to your parishioners.

"Fritz had me surrounded in Dunkirk".
- No way.

Can we get out of this mess?

Yes, time to make a decision.

We're going to leave?

How?

By sea.

We've just walked 200km in 6 days so...

...we deserve a holiday.

Saturday Morning, 1st June 1940

Over here you crazy bastard!
- Get out of the open.

Me?
- Yes!

We'll have to move if they see you there!

A Stuka going at 500 km/h won't notice me.
- You're doing this on purpose!

I'll cut you down myself if you don't get out of sight!
- Alright, come on then!

You'd better do it quickly, they're back again!

Hey!

Hey, take cover!

Have you got a smoke?

Sorry, didn't see you there.

It's not that I like to smoke, you understand...

...but it calms my nerves.
- Here, take a few.

There aren't many left.

Take them, don't worry about it.

They were cheap.

A gift from the owner of a bar.

Are you kidding me?
- No.

He wouldn't take your money?
- Yes.

Unbelievable!

Was he crazy?
- No, just demoralised.

Demoralised?

You like fancy words, eh?

"Demoralised".

If they were all like that.

It would be great, eh?

I'd walk into a shop and say: "I'll have that,
and that, and that. I'll take them all"

Write the receipt, then take off without paying...

I'd like to live in a world like that!

Where are you headed?
- To the hospital.

Me too.

Wait for me, I have a passenger.

This is my taxi.

I should have been suspicious
when they asked for a driver.

Now they've got me on a leash.

This my tenth since this morning
and there are plenty more.

Give me a hand.

Shit, what now?

You, out of the way.

I have a message for the General.

Where do you expect me to go?
- Move back!

It's easier for you to move back with your car.

Drive back four kilometers?

I'm ordering you to get out of the way!

I've already been ordered to take
civilian corpses to the hospital.

Ordered by Captain Blajy.

I don't give a damn!

I obey the orders of my Captain, and nobody else!

Do you have the rank to speak to me like that?

I'll teach you to obey orders.

Screw your useless old cart.

Swearing in front of the dead?

Are you fucking with me?
- Wait!

calm down.

There may be a way to sort this out.

We can push this Austin out of the way.

If we push it back, we can get out
of your way and you can pass.

OK, good. Let's get it out of the way.

Lend a hand.

What is it?
- She's slipping.

Slide her up a bit.

Ready lieutenant?
- Ok!

On my order: OK heave!

Well, that's that.
- It's heavier than I thought.

It is what it is.

It's not the kid,

I put her up there myself.

It's the cart.
- She weighs something too.

Yes, it's both of them.

Well then...

So, thanks and... goodbye guys.

- Did you see that?
Who does that guy think he is?

It's the law of the jungle!

Who ever has the gun is the law.

And he offers me a cigarette too!

Well I don't want anything from that asshole.

Ah you might regret that later.
- Bah!

My lighter's empty.
- It doesn't work?

Look around, motorbikes, cars.
Help yourself to some fuel.

You're right.

It isn't the cars that are missing,
it's the road.

Careful!

So, what do you think will happen?

The Germans are coming with
tanks and flamethrowers.

Can we stop them all?
- It's possible.

Anything can happen in war.

Wait.
- Why?

Ah, the bumps aren't being kind to her.

So young.

Life played a cruel trick on you, my beauty.

It's a tragedy.
- That's OK now, come on.

I don't want to get used to things like this.

I try to stop them, but most of them do.

The guys in my unit I mean.

Well I'm afraid that I'm like them now.

You wouldn't be a school teacher by any chance?

No, why?

Ah well, you have a serious manner, so I thought...

So you think teachers are all serious types eh?

No, I've met some funny ones.

But you must need to this manner
to be able to teach.

So your students don't think you're talking bullshit.

And you think I have this manner?

Yes, I do.

I'm afraid I have to leave you now.

I have to find my friends.

Ah, so you're leaving me.
- Yes.

Good luck, see you around, eh.

So long!
- Thanks.

Take it easy.

Hey, are you crazy?

Wasting 30 litres for your lighter?

Why? Do you want to keep it for the Germans?

He's right guys.

We're not going to give them any presents.

There's another one the pigs won't have.

OK let's do it!
- And another!

Give the Nazi's a nasty surprise.

Hey Alexandre!

Hello ''little priest''.

Come on, Maillat. Don't keep us waiting

Waiting for what?

This... So you didn't dump us?

Oh, you know...

...for the moment.

Where are the others?

Who cares?

It's time to eat.
- The Abott is off reading his Breviary.

I think he's looking for spiritual nourishment.
- And Dhéry?

I don't know.

I think he's gone soft in the head.

He's been a bit strange for a while now.

Why are you listening to this?

The news is on soon.

This is General Headquarters.

Operations continue...

...with the same urgency around the camp at Dunkirk.

72 enemy aircraft have been destroyed or damaged.

Our airforce continues to fight
heroically in this sector...

...for control, of the skies.

On the Somme and...

If our ''contro'l' keeps up like that...

...the Germans will be here in two days.

You're in Dhéry's seat.
- Dhéry's seat...

...Pierson's seat, Maillat's seat,
and Alexander's seat.

You've only been here since yesterday
and gotten into a routine already.

Well, as we can finaly settle.
- You're a suburbanite.

Made your own tidy little corner,
you crazy junk yard General.

I need permission to be the General
of this junk yard?

No one told me!

So what were doing this morning?
- Nothing.

Maybe I should have killed a rat or two.

Why?

Maybe.

So that I could say...

...that I killed something
in this stupid war.

Have you got anything to drink?

Dhéry's whisky.

No, no, no, no, leave it.

I'll get it for you...

...otherwise you'll fuck
everything up in here.

No, don't smoke now, we're going to eat.

Ah, you'd make a good nanny...

...in the night and the day.

I'll always be with you.

What are you up to there?

Ah, this makes me think of my wife.

Aw, my poor old man.
- Yes, an unmarried man wouldn't understand.

Come on then Alexander,
tell me about your wife.

She's got brown hair right?
- Yes, with blue eyes.

And beautiful shoulders.
- Yes.

And a nice back?

Yes.

And long legs.

Oh, dear God what the legs...

...beautiful long legs.

In a class of their own!

With those long legs she has
the grace of a lilly.

But a lilly has no legs.
- I know what I'm talking about.

She has the grace of a lilly.

I'm no poet, I can't say it well enough.

I don't know the right words.

It comes from your heart though.

Women love a man who can talk from his heart,
especially when you're kissing them.

Bah, you're drunk.

Not from just one shot.

"Two shots".

Three shots and I'm still not drunk!

Alexander...
- What?

- If I survive I'm definately going
to hit on your wife.

There, you are drunk.
- I see no connection.

I remember one night when it rained...

...and the wind was blowing a gale,
we made love in our little apartment.

My wife and I were warm in our bed...

...with just a small lamp to see.

That's life, eh!

Back then it seemed dull.

There was only the two of us...

...in our warm bed with our little lamp.

Put on some civilian clothes
and join the refugees.

What a blast!

They've pushed back the 77th?

Either that or a good imitation of it.

How far away was the 77th?
- The same as the 75th.

10 kilometers, at most.

Then the Germans are closer
than 10 kilometers?

Well done, your maths is excellent.

The situation is clear my old friend.

Here is the sea...

...the krauts are closing in...

...and we're being squeezed in between.

Going through the ringer.
(old fashioned washing machine)

Hey, who wants a beautiful walnut bookcase?

Before the war it would have
been worth a lot.

Here, I'll make you a gift of it.

It'll make good firewood for the pot.

I love my food hot.

There's stuff abandoned everywhere.

It's easy pickings...

...for a well organised guy,
there's a million worth.

A million.

Did you hear Maillat?

A million!
- Well go and get your fucking millions...

...and I'll bring you a submarine
to carry it on.

Shit...

Pierson, wait up!

What's up?

Don't go over the dune here.
- Why not?

Shell landed there and didn't go off.
- Oh?

Well you're not kidding!

We can't leave that shell there.

I'll take care of it.
- You're mad!

Do what I say, and not a word to Alexander.

You've found bread.

You're the man! Well done.
- Yes, I'm pretty happy about it too.

You're alone?

The cook went to the hospital.

Helping out the good sisters, eh?

It cost me 40 francs.

40 big ones? That much?

Are you serious?

10 francs each.
- But you're crazy!

And you think that's a bargain?
- You can afford your share, stop your whining.

Ha, when it comes to money...

...you act like a peasant.
- Bah, I have to do everything around here.

Come on, soup's on!

Where is Maillat?
- I don't know.

- He's a time waster that one.

Maillat!
- I'm coming!

Hey Maillat, what are you doing?

He's gone crazy!

Come quickly!
- What's all the fuss?

What...

The idiot.
- You can't find anything better to say?

Tell him to stop playing with that thing.

Bloody hell!

That bastard will blow us all up.

Calm down or you'll give yourself
a heart attack.

He's insane.

You'd rather leave it here to blow someone up?

Alexander, a cloth.

It's hot.

Cut it out.

I don't want to die.
- Me neither.

I'll give you a hand.

No! Stay there.
- Leave him alone, let him do it.

This is bullshit!
- Be quiet, calm down.

Well, I'll go and get some water.

If you feel like fetching it.

Well, will I go?

Yes, what are you waiting for?

It's my turn, isn't it?

No one's trying to stop you.

Thanks, I'll leave you to it then.

Pass me one of your grenades.

What are you going to do?
- I'll set it off in the dunes.

What are you looking for?

A grenade.

You're all crazy.

I'm going with you.
- No, stay here.

Get lunch ready.

I'm hungry.

Ha, he's hungry...

Don't light up now, we're going to eat!

Good God, what has he done?

Let's eat! I'm starving!

Oh, that bastard.

And there are other things I'd like to call him!

We're not going to wait for Dhéry?

No, let's get started.

Heard any news?

Nothing about the 110th.

But our lines have moved back
behind the Moere canal.

They're fighting hard there.

You have a distinguished voice...

..it travels well.
- Listen to him.

Is that all?
- The English are fighting in Bergues.

They're fighting in Bergues already?

We're losing more and more ground.

And our evacuation?

The English are leaving from Bray-Dunes.

For us, it will be Dunkirk...

...but by unit.
- And we're not included.

The priests, eh!

Trust them to know what's going on.

They stick their noses...

...in everwhere.
- The priests can fuck off.

For a clergyman...

...such language!
- I'm adapting.

Dhéry is going to grumble about
us not waiting for him.

Hey, doing alright up there are you?

Yes, and you?

My God, Dhéry!

Hey guys...

Look who's here.

The Germans screwed me in the dirt.

Nothing's broken.

But look at my bucket.

Dhéry, your hand.
- Say what?

What, my hand?

My hand?

My hand.

I'll get the whisky.

My hand, it needs a bandage.

Come on, it's nothing.

Can you move it?
- My hand...

ou thought you'd have it easy
getting the water, eh.

Can you move it?
- Aaah...

Aaah... Yes.

I'm going to faint.
- Come on.

We'll get you taken care of.

No, I'll go to the hospital.

Why? You're crazy.

It's alright, I'll go on my own.

Listen to him.
- No.

Leave me, I'll go alone.

It's just a scratch.

It can be fatal.

The hospital is full of wounded men,
they'll throw you out of there.

Here.

Guys, I'm fading out.

What do you think?

Maybe there's something else wrong?

OK you win, let's go.

I'll take you.
- I'll help, too.

We'll give him a double escort.

Ask for Cirilli.

Why?
- I know him.

Since when?
- Mind your own business.

It's good to know a medic.

Yeah, you sound a lot better now.

Hey don't talk shit.

Identity: Unknown.

Male.

Height: 1m 65.

Well-built.

Dressing on his left foot, the left thigh.

Identity: Unknown.

Child.

Sex: Male.

Age about two years.

Wearing a blue and white shirt, red pullover.

Wrapped in a black shawl, wool.

Identity: Unknown.

Child.

Sex: Indeterminate.

Apparent age...

Ten years.

Ask for Cirilli...

...then I won't have to wait
and piss blood everywhere.

Come on, you're exaggerating.

You're not bleeding as much now.
- I could get infected.

Yes, there must be an epidemic here, all
these dead because they haven't found a vaccine.

Come on, go ask.

Sure you'll be alright on your own?
- Come on, go smartass.

What was that name again?
- Cirilli.

I want to talk to Dr Cirrili.

Everyone is busy.

But it's for a friend...
- I'm sorry Sargeant.

I can't give you special treatment.

You'll have to go to the back of the line.

Tell Dr Cirilli that Lieutenant
Dhéry needs to see him.

That's an order.

It's not about my injury.

It's urgent.

One moment Lieutenant.
- OK, but just one.

For a dying man you are doing well.

You're taking a risk calling
yourself a Lieutenant...

It's the best way to get around
these petty officials.

Me, I would rather have failed.

Aw, you would have had to rely on sympathy.

Lieutenant.

Ah, it's you.

I was told "a Lieutenant".

A Lieutenant, me?
- If the war lasts long enough.

These are your friends?
- Yes.

What can I do for you?
- Come to dinner tonight.

He was a good boss.

Claude...

Pardon.
- It's OK...

...these are my friends.

So you can come tonight?

The young lady is welcome, too.
- We're greatful for the invitation.

But we're working here 24 hours a day.
- Ah, of course...

What happened to your hand?
- It's nothing.

Just a present from the Germans.

I wanted to see if I could deflect a
bullet away with my hand.

I'll bandage that for you.

Come over here.

This will spare you from...

...having to look at all that meat.

The wound is clean.

I washed it with whisky.
- You've got whisky?

If I had some I would keep it
for internal use only.

We might be able to sort something out...

..if you want, this evening...

Come on, let your hair down.

You tempt me.

I'm not an acoholic, but here
we need a break sometimes.

Well then, I can be your bartender...

...this evening, at six.

Good, it's a date.

I don't need a shot?

For tetanus?
- To do the job right, yes...

...but we don't have much left.

Don't worry about him Doctor.

He knows he doesn't deserve it.

Done, wrapped like a baby.

It will be fine in a few days.

That was very nice of you Doc.

This evening then, at six?
- Fine, I'll see you then.

But only for five minutes.

There you go.

When we meet later, bring your syringe.

Then we can give each other a shot, eh.

Hey Dhery, you owe us big time for that.

Ah?
- Sending you in there for a graze!

I've never been so ashamed.

At least I got to see that Jaqueline.

Jaqueline?
- The nurse.

I didn't notice.
- Bullshit, he didn't notice he says.

You liked her?

Yes, but she's not good to me:

I'm a married man after all.
- Well, I've got business to do.

And thanks, yeah.

How says he didn't notice Jaqueline.

And for good reason.

How so?

You mean...

No, I mean there's no money
to be made from Jaqueline.

If she was made of gold, then he
would have noticed her alright.

I love it when you joke around.

Enjoy it while you can...

...it might be the last time.

So you're going?
- Yes, to Bray-Dunes.

That's where the ships are leaving from.

It won't be the same without you.

Oh, you won't be alone.

Oh yes, I'll have Dhéry.
- And Pierson.

He's a priest.
- So?

I know not to talk to priests.

Some people don't like confiding in women,
with me it's the parish priests.

You don't speak to priests?

They're good listeners.

You really think so?

Sure.

I'll help you...

...carry your kit.
- No, that's OK.

I'll be fine.

You're going to go as you are?

Well, come back to the camp if
there are no boats leaving.

I promise.

Deep down you can't let me go, eh.

Me?

Come on, I'll take you with me...

...think about it.

I dream of ending the war the
same way we started it.

With a speech by Daladier?
- Bah, you nitwit.

By getting smashed on Pernod,
all of us together.

This is radio Stuttgart.

You had tanks, and mighty bombers...

...but, today...

...French soldiers, abandoned,
betrayed by their British friends...

...surrendered by the thousands...

...in the plains of the Oise,
the Aisne and in Flanders.

French soldiers, you who are
still fighting, our brothers...

...we beseech you...

....stop this absurd and unnecessary struggle.

Your honour is safe.

Germany, which did not want this war...

Germany...

Cameras... You want?

It's a very good camera.

Hey...A camera?

Hey, Maillat!

What's up?

I thought you were going?
- Why do you give a damn?

I thought you were leaving that's all...

Are you still going?
- Do you mind?

It will be dangerous.

Think about it a little, good God.

Bombs during the crossing,
submarines, the mines.

And, even if you make it to England...

...they will give you a gun...

...and send you back to Brittany,
back in the shit.

And then you're back where you started from.

Believe me, it's stupid to try.

So you insist that I stay.

You must have a reason.
- I've got a plan!

I'm going to disguide myself as a civilian
and hole up in a house.

The Germans will inspect everyone...

...and then lock you up.
- No, my papers are good.

"Discharged for cardiac disorder".

It's perfect, no?

Cirilli?
- No one can hide a thing from you. eh.

So?

It's a good idea, isn't it?

They'll ask what you are doing here.

I live here.

I have a rent receipt.
- Phony?

No, I rented a farm near here.

Since when?

Since yesterday.

Why are you telling me this?

To put you in the loop.
- Why me?

Well, because you're a nice guy.

Good, you think I'm sympathetic.

Thanks.

But what do you want from me?

But, I want nothing, I assure you.

Say...

...do you speak German?

Ah, here we go.

You need an interpreter.

Just calm down and listen.

I'll put some things away.

Shoes, tires.

Soon they'll be worth gold.

I'll store away whatever I can get.

But, the most difficult thing
will be getting passes...

...for transport
- And you want me to arrange that.

Yes.
- And I'll get a percentage.

Of course.

Well, so you say.

Then?

You saw the news?
- Which?

Weygand has reformed...

...the army and launched...

...an offensive from the south.

They've retaken Abbeville, Boulogne...

...and are advancing on Calais.

If it's true, they'll be here in two days.

Oh?

You're bullshitting me, no?

That would fuck you up nicely if it were true.

That you arranged to desert.

I haven't done anything, yet.

So, you're going to chicken out?

I'll just fuck it up, I can't count.

2 et 2... 5.

5 et 5... 12.

I'm not good at business.

Make way.

This way.

Put him there.

French on the left.

British on the right.

French on the left.

French on the left!

Hey, you're still in France!

French on the left.

English on the right.

They don't want to take us.

The English can't tell us what to do.

I'll have a word with him.

Do you speak French?

French on the left.
- Are you taking the French?

English on the right,
French on the left.

I asked you a question.

I said French on the left, English on the right.

You don't understand me?

Oh, you speak English.
- Yes.

Cease fire!

The bastards will be back.

Why don't you take cover!

They'll be back soon.

I got him!

I got him!

It's beautiful, yes?

Disgusting.
- Who are you talking about?

Oh, no one in particular.

What's he saying?
- He's congratulating you for...

You're trying to embark?

"English on the right, French on the left".

I'm sorry, those are my orders.

If you want to leave you should see captain Clark.

He is at Bray-Dunes.

In a yellow house there.

There's a sign: "Embarcation office."

Tell him I sent you.

My name is Robinson.
- Thanks.

You said "Captain Clark"?

Yes.

You should be able to arrange it there.

Good luck, mister...
- "Maillat."

"Maillat."

You're all alone with your FM?
(FM - French light machine gun)

It's been eight days since I lost my friends.

Are they dead?
- No.

It was during the retreat from Belgium,
between Bruges and Veurne.

A forced march, day and night.

In the end I was sleep walking.

When I woke up I found myself on a path.

I'm lost and alone, just like that.

My company are all from Bezons, just like me.

You like them?

Yes, why not?

But, in the end, they couldn't
get along with my FM.

They called me "Pinot"... That's my name.

It doesn't make you laugh?

No.
- Ah... They say.

"You idiot, get rid of your FM or
the Stukas will spot us".

I respond: "You can't defend yourselves
without my cannon".

They say: "Don't stay with us if
you want to play the fool".

Me - "You've all lost your balls".

I gave them a roasting.

One night, they tried to steal my FM.

Only assholes would do this, no?

Well anyway, I'm not surprised they ditched me.

Just like that.
- Well are you crazy about me?

No, I'm not crazy about you.

Well, I'm off.
- Where are you going?

I'm going to try and get on a ship.

I'm going to see that Captain Clark.

Captain Clark?
- Yes.

Impossible.
- Why?

Impossible.
- Why is it impossible?

I'm not going in.

I get it.

I'll come back later.

Can I help you with something sir?

Excuse me, I was just wondering
if you were OK.

So I came in to check.

But you don't know me.
- Well...

I saw you this morning during
the bombing raid.

You were using binoculars, you
noticed me across the street.

Ah yes, I took you for a thief.

I have the face of a rogue?

No.

But yesterday a soldier came...

...and took half our provisions.

He was armed, and threatened me.

You live alone?
- No, with Antoinette...

...and my grand parents.

I heard your footsteps and came
down to see who was here.

You're brave.

Can I clean myself up?

I only have well water, it's a bit brackish.

Will using that offend you?

Not at all.

Salt preserves.

Look...

...you can guard my revolver.

If I step out of line you can use it on me.

First let me see what I'm dealing with.

You're taking a risk.

What if I want to kiss you?

You'd shoot someone over that?

No?
- No.

I've kissed before.

When my cousin comes to visit, he kisses me.

He kisses you how?
- On the cheek.

Oh...

- But he aims badly so that it ends
up on my neck or the edge of my mouth.

In what way is he your cousin?

Like you.

Not beautiful, but very nice.

Can I take it out of the holster?

Sure, the safety catch is on.

It's heavy.

Oh, Jeanne!

You're not going to kill him?
- Antoinette, you're being silly.

I'm just joking around.

Antoinette, my older sister.
- How do you do.

Hello.

You frightened me.

Get him a towel.

She's a big coward.

She wanted us to abandon the house.

I'm glad you didn't.

Come into the dining room.

Your towel smells like lavender.

I put sachets between the piles of linen.

Antoinette is happy you are here.

Oh, Jeanne...

Do you want anything?

She is less afraid with you here.
- Why?

Perhaps because you are military.

The bombs also fall on us soldiers,
but that's what we're for.

Listen.. More bombs.

No, that's artillery.

What's the difference?
- I suppose up close, they're the same.

Maybe it would be better if
we went down to the cellar.

Don't tremble like that.

Go down to the cellar.

I'll come down later.

Good bye.

Come quickly.

I have to go.

Already?

I wanted to invite you for dinner tonight.

We would be happy to have you.

I won't be here tonight.

I'm trying to ship out.

That's madness, they're bombing the boats.

Isn't it madness...

...to stay in a house exposed to
bombs and looters?

This is my house.

I should leave my own house?

We would lose everything.

Wil you come back?

Will you return tomorrow?

If I'm still here tomorrow, yes.

Goodbye, Jeanne.

You also aim badly.

My name is Julien.

Hey!

I have to speak to you, but I am afraid...

...that you'll think I'm crazy.
- What is it?

Does it seem normal to you for a
nun to carry a knife in her shoe?

Your're talking nonsense.

I'm telling you what I saw.

Two nuns, propping each other up.

One of them stumbled on a gun,
just 10 meters from me.

She fell and I saw the knife, just like that.

You saw an orthopedic shoe
with metal fasteners.

I saw a knife.

For cutting my balls!
- Is that the only thing you saw?

No, 15 minutes later they went into the church.

That's pretty normal for nuns.

Have you seen the church?

It's a ruin.

So?
- We should get to the heart of this mystery.

I have no time to waste.
- OK, I'll go alone.

They're an imaginative bunch, these Bezons.

We'll see, come on.

Well, your good sisters...

...your knife...
- Shh.

Remember the fifth column.

A German paratrooper dressed as a priest
killed an English colonel.

Achtung.

What?
- Someone is watching us.

Who?

Soldiers?

Yes.

How many?
- Two.

Now!

- So Pinot is an idiot yeah?

Well you did good work my little honey.

So we are leaving?

Note, when I say "we are leaving,"
I don't know where to.

Go see my friends at our camp,
I am leaving anyway.

Near the entrance to the hospital, an ambulance.

Ask for Alexander and tell him
that you're taking my place.

My name is Maillat.
- I won't invite myself.

I'm inviting you, nitwit.

If I don't come back this evening...

...tell him that I succeeded.

That's an odd sort of message.

Has the conference finished?

Captain Clark?

Yes, what can I do for you?

I want to disembark.

Captain Robinson told me that you can arrange it.

You know him?

We played football against one another.

Oh, l see.

What is your name?
- Maillat.

"M, a, i, I, I, a, t."

That's OK like that?

Yes, why?

Shouldn't it have a stamp?

Ah, you French like to be official.

Well...

Which do you want?

Ah, this one is triangular.

It's more eccentric...

I got this from Captain Clarke.

What did he say?
- "Woman aren't allowed".

Let's try somewhere else.

There are no French here.

We're only boarding English troops.

So this is worthless?
- I'm afraid so.

Captain Clarke was having me on?

I can assure you that is his signature.

I appreciate the British sense of
humor, especially in times of peace.

Come on, don't get into trouble.

It doesn't matter.

Listen, John.

You should go.

I'll manage.

I don't want to make you a prisoner.
- I won't leave without you.

You're not having any luck.

I suppose they have their orders.

But for us it's terrible.

You're French?
- Yes, from Lille.

We were married on May 10.

Very strong, French ciggarettes.

Hey, come back!

Hey, Maillat!

Where are you going?

To the dunes, to find my friends.

You don't want to leave?
- If I can.

I got a pass, but I cannot pass.

Really?

Extraordinary.

Come with me, I'll sort it out.

What do you think of this war?

It's rigged.
- Really?

The Germans have gone around the Maginot line.

Our leader has dismissed us...

...and our allies, they run away.

It's become a stampede.

You're chaps are running away too.
- With you...

...I remain faithful to our alliance.

When everything falls apart,
you have to regroup to start again.

Getting our troops out of here will
be a great strategic victory.

One or two more victories like that...

...and you will be in Norway.
- Who knows?

Maybe one day we'll be back in France.

That's his wife.

A woman has no place here.
- His wife is French.

They have been married for 3 weeks.

What's going on?

Where is he going?

I asked him if he wanted to get
some tea for the young soldier.

I wouldn't mind a drink either.

Even your tea.

A funny sort of honeymoon.

And I don't think it's over yet.

My name is Atkins.
- Maillat.

Don't worry.

You'll be alright.

Captain Robinson is with your wife.

I have no parents.

Helena is my family, everything.

Are you married?

No.

One day, you'll see.

Atkins, long live the bride.

Come one, Atkins, let's go!

You have to jump!

You'll get burned, good God!

Atkins, you'll get torched!

Jump! Jump! Jump!

The beach is close.

Let me help you.

How do you feel?

Sunday Morning, 2nd June 1940.

Hey, can you walk?

They can fix you up at the hospital...

Priest, are you digging your grave?

Where have you been, wiseguy?

You know Father, your hell,
I just got a close look at it.

All your stories priest, they're true.

It's full of flames, with 2000
ways to twist on the grill.

Hey, Pierson...

I know this question isn't original...

...but your God, why doesn't he give a damn?

I see he took care of you.

Why only me?

He can't do more?

Questioning belief with
such simplistic reasoning...

...undermines religion, Maillat...

...you don't have the stature for that.

But I have seen the ways you
can twist on the grill...

...when you've seen something like that...

...it's hard to keep your faith.

You accept God...

...because you need him.

Yes, I've needed him.

Like everyone here.

So where is he?

He can't be found in the dunes.

Trust him and he will answer you.

With puzzles, yes.

I present him with a dilema,
and he responds with another.

What were you doing?

Burying my gun.

I don't want to kill anyone else in this war.

You could have thought of it earlier.

The first day of the war, for example.

I was a soldier.

And does God accept that?

God understands that some have to be soldiers.

And now.
- Oh... Pff...

The fight here no longer has any meaning.

Just the aura of pointless death.

Because elsewhere, there are meaningful deaths?

There are useful deaths…
As long as one believes in the fight.

You killed someone with your gun...
- Yes.

You didn't say anything before.

No, it happened so stupidly.

I found myself nose to nose with him, in the Saar.

It was him or me.

I was the fastest.

Then I felt alone for a long time.

He was young, almost a kid.

Lying in the snow, he looked at
me with his blue eyes.

He was afraid.

He suffered a lot before dying.

It's idiotic, no?

If anyone in this war, doesn't
believe like you, it's me...

...and obviously not the German
you killed in the Saar.

Are you so different from me?

In my opinion, you've never been
so close to believing.

I should push you to convert.

You don't know me that well...

I'll hang on.

Till the last.

God willing.

Scum!

Sons of bitches!
- We'll leave some for you.

This is disgusting!
- Who asked you?

You're disgracing yourself.

You're better than this.

So stop what you're doing here.

Don't listen to his sweet talk...

Shut up!

You wouldn't do this to anyone in your town.

Where are you from?
- De la Creuse.

Don't listen to him!

Come back here, now!

Listen to reason.
- Don't listen to him!

Give the old woman what he's got coming to him.

He wants you to leave.
- I tried to do this nicely.

Now get the fuck out of here.

Get out of here assholes.

You again?

You didn't get enough before?
- Get out.

You get away from here.

And hurry up about it mister.
- Get the hell out of here!

No.
- "No"?

Go on Paul, throw him out.

Don't come near me.

Why?

Go on Paul, don't worry, he wouldn't dare.

Don't come near me.

Jeanne...

Jeanne!
- Don't touch me!

- It's me, don't you recognise me?

Look at me.

Where are the other ones?

They're dead.

You...
- Yes.

Are you hurt?

One tried to fight.

You didn't shoot straight away?

No, I didn't shoot straight away.

Are you angry?

No, but I didn't want to kill them.

They deserved it.

Do you think so?

Yes, anyone would think so.

What will we do now?

What do you think we should do?

Let's put them outside.

The corpse truck will collect them.
- The corpse truck?

Yes, it passes after each bombardment.

Ah good.

I'll get the small one first.

It will mess up the floor if you drag him.

Your floor?
- Don't leave me with the other one.

He can't hurt you now.

Hey guys!

What do you want?
- You've got a customer...

...in the street on the right.

I'll go back later.
- You can't do that.

He's waiting there, stinking of death.

Well, let's go.

Ho, bike rider.

What a world.

We have an army where...

...the dead are carried on trucks
and we have to walk.

You'd prefer it the other way around?
- Yes, and how!

Farewell guys.

Hello.
- Hi.

Is this your buddy?

No, he isn't.

Come one, one...

And a two!

And a three!

Stop fucking around.

If this isn't his buddy, so what?

Come on.
- There is another one up there.

What, upstairs?

We only collect them from outside.

He's too heavy for me.

When I say no, I mean no.

And you?

If you have a cigarette...

A whole pack.

In that case, I must perform
this service for my country.

My buddy out there, he makes out
like he's all prim and proper.

But I saw him stealing wedding
rings from the corpses.

You might think that the dead don't
care about these things...

...but it's not something I would do.

The dead should be respected.

And this one, was he your friend?
- No.

Thanks.

Was he hit by shrapnel?

No, it was me.

And the other one?
- That was me as well.

Ah.

And her?
- They were trying to rape her.

Ah...

That's why you...
- Yes

Ah, the scum.

Two against a kid.

Is she your daughter?

No.

Ah, bastards.

You did well.

.You think so?

.You did well to send them down below.

Are you going to help?

Wait.

Let her rest.

I'm not doing any harm
by looking at her.

Ah, the bastards.

There was no need...

...to be cruel to her.

But in a sense I understand.

What bastards.
- Come on.

OK, calm down, we'll go.

That was kind of you,
she looks like a nice kid.

It's like she was entrusted to you.

Don't you think?

OK, go!

Where are you going?
- Back to the beach.

Don't go yet.

Do not leave me alone.
- What about Antoinette?

She's with friends, six kilometers
from here, she got frightened.

And your grand parents?
- They died two years ago.

I know, I lied.

I was scared, so I made you
think they were still alive.

You should leave and find Antoinette.

I have to guard the house.

It's all we have, Antoinette and I.

If it's bombed, you'd rather be there?

It's stupid, but I think that if I remain,
nothing will happen to it.

Quick, the basement!

All these sausages...

You've got a lifetime supply.
- Antoinette made sure...

...we would have enough.

You won't leave me will you?

Not after the bombing?

I'll give you some advice.

Leave your house and go with Antoinette.

Your house is finished.
- Not if I stay.

Great, stay!

But I can't stay alone,
I am too scared.

"Scared", you?

Yesterday you were on your balcony,
with your binoculars.

I'm not afraid of bombs.

I'm scared of seeing more like the ones
who came before, especially the small
one with the malicious eyes.

I know, I know.

No, you don't know.

You killed them.

It was easy for you, you enjoyed it.

Ah, you think so?

I will not be your bodyguard.

Ah, so you are afraid.
Then leave, you coward!

To say that I killed for that.

Julien, you do not love me.

What is this performance all about now?

Did I make promises, did I ask for your hand,
did I sleep with you?

How did we suddenly become so intimate?

Well I love you.

What won't you do for your house!

Well, keep your house.

And when the Germans arrive...

...and mount a machine-gun in front
of your sausages?

Are you crazy?

No, I am not crazy.

You're a funny bitch, you know.

If this is what you wanted, why didn't
you let those bastards do it?

Get out!

No, not like that, Julien!

Hey Alexander, we've got a visitor.

Ah, there you are!

There you are, you son of a bitch!

Holy Christ, you son of a bitch!

Motherfucking son of a bitch...

...where have you been?

Who cares?

Why the long face?

Are you hungry?

I kept your mess tin.

No.

You want… You want some wine?

No.

How about I make you coffee?

No, I don't want anything!

Give him whisky.

Dhéry left us.

That one, with his millions...

Hey that was a great idea...

...to send us Pinot.

I like that Pinot.

Don't annoy me with Pinot
and his bloody FM.

Bloody hell, I can't say anything
without you biting my head off!

Hey that's the water for our coffee!

Be careful, bloody idiot!

You go get it this time.

Alexander,

I killed two men.

Two Germans?

Ah, It just occured to me.

The only men I've killed in this war,
they were both French.

Why did you kill them?
- They were trying to rape a young girl.

Oh, the bastards.

That's what I thought.

But it doesn't make me feel
any better about it.

You don't...
- Yes

In the end she offered herself to me.

So, that's not the same.
- I'm not sure.

Don't cry about it.

That's just how it worked out.

War, it's never clean.

I'll make some coffee.

I'll get the water.
- Sit down.

It's my turn, I'll get it.
- You clowns are making me laugh now.

Give me that, come on give me a break!

Stop behaving like an old woman.
- Old woman, my ass!

Shit.

Tell me... what are you going
to do with this young girl?

Why?

You want me to do the honourable thing?

That's what's bothering you, huh?

You want me to bring her to you,
so that you can recite your latin magic...

...and poof, everything is fixed.

No, I just wondered if she'd be OK.

I'll take care of her.

You and me are alike. We're the
ones with a conscience.

Except that I am celibate.

Well, you're a priest...

Those idiots are still attacking the hospital.
- No, it's the 75th's artillery.

They've found them hiding over there.

Is anyone here?

Ah, I forgot if he's called
"Anthony" or "Alexander".

He's a bit of a character.

He's not here?
- He's at the water pump.

What do you want?
- Well...

You won't take it out on me?
- Why? What for?

I have something to tell you.

OK, calm down and have a drink.

I just came from the water pump.

The planes dived on us.
- And?

Well... They arrived at the
same time as your friend.

He's injured?

Go down there, you'll see.
- Oh Christ.

You're a priest?

Yes.

Well... I'm sorry, it's too late.

Go, Get out of here guys.

There's nothing to see here.

That should have been me.

No, why do you say that?

If I had gone to get the water.

You couldn't have known.

Listen, Maillat ... That's the
way it happened, that's it.

Yes.

That's the way it happened.

I just found out, by chance.

An honest guy.

A nice guy... A guy.
- Shut up.

- What will we do now?

Will we take him back to the van?

We could put him to rest tonight,
and I'll make him a cross.

No.

If we mark his grave...

...he'll be put with all the others.

What then?
- We'll bury him in the dunes.

In the dunes? That's not right.

You're humane? With this gun?

With this thing you lug around?

Oh, well, OK...

Maillat… you aren't the only one
feeling bad right now.

Hey, Pinot!

Come back.

He was buried to quickly.

Good, I said it.

It wasn't done properly.

But if it had been, I could have made him a cross.

And a cross, that changes everything.

It's not worth having a priest as a friend...

...if you end up buried like this.

We should write to his wife.

Yes.

Do you want me to do it?

Yes.

No, I'll do it.

I know what you will write to her.

That he died a hero, that his
character was exemplary...

...that his sacrifice was useful.

I know the drill.

In this situation, you can't write what you want.

I would tell her that he died
while going to get water...

...to make coffee for his friends.

Are you coming back to the camp?

No, you know, without him there...

I'm going to Bray-Dunes.

Is that where she lives?
- Yes.

And you?

Oh, I don't know.

If you had stayed, I would have stayed.

I guess I'll go to the hospital
and see what I can do.

There are thousands of casualties.

And you, Pinot?

I found some of my countrymen
with their own camp.

On cue.

And you're happy with them?
- They're my people.

It's quiet without his voice.

But I still have it in my ear.

You're out?

Don't give me the whole pack.
- I have my pipe.

Here. For what I smoked before.

Thanks.

Well, see you around guys.

This is it then.

Goodbye, Father.

Goodbye, Pinot.

Didn't you hear me?

Are you asleep?

What are you doing?

You've put lipstick on now?

You're angry with me?

I promised to come back.

I'm back

Answer me when I talk to you.

Something has changed?

Whose fault is that?

It's my fault, OK.

But some of it is yours, too.

A nice girl shouldn't enjoy
playing the vamp...

...because you are believed and, afterwards,
it's too late to take it back.

Anyway, I won't let you down...

Listen, I will dress in civilian clothes...

...and stash my uniform somewhere.

I won't leave you again.

You'll marry me?

If you want to.

You promise?

Yes.

You're serious, I have a husband?

What is that?
- It was to defend myself.

You're a funny little puma.

Not at the table!

It's not the only table in the world.
- Julien!

Not again!

Open your eyes.

Everyone has left Bray-Dunes, except you.

It's a tomb, this house.

Go, pack your bags.

Leave my house, just like that?
I have to pack everything away.

You want an artillery shell to help you?

Don't bring us bad luck.

Good God, this house!

Listen, if you want to, I'll go.

It's your house or me.

But where will we go at this hour?

We can't sleep on the dunes.

Sure we can.

But they are bombing the dunes as well.
- Not as much as here.

And if we leave tomorrow?

I beg you, let's stay until tomorrow.

Stay here tonight.

We'll leave tomorrow, I promise.

Tomorrow, there you go again.

Julien.

Listen to me.

To the left of the hospital
you'll find our trailer.

It's an ambulance.

You won't forget?

No, but why are you telling me this.

I understand that...

...tearing yourself away from your
house is very difficult.

And it will hurt you.

Come on, close your eyes.

Come on, close your eyes.

Jeanne ... I'll wait for you by the
trailer until 7pm.

You'll wait for me?

What do you mean?

Julien!

This is Calais.

In a few hours the supreme leader
of the Wehrmacht will be announcing...

...that Dunkirk has fallen after fierce fighting.

30000 incendiary bombs...

...have set the city ablaze.

This success has been achieved...

...through the exemplary action of the Luftwaffe.

Because of its size and power, our Army...

...could not fully deploy...

...in the area protected by our aircraft.

Are you nuts, what are you doing here?

Come on, we're leaving Dunkirk tonight.

By warships and merchant vessels...

...the cost to the enemy has been severe.

We sunk during this operation:

16 cruisers...

...37 destroyers...

...5 submarines...

...3 destroyers...

...and 183 boats of commerce
and transport.

Holland and Belgium have surrendered.

The armies of...

...France and England are destroyed.

We have won one of the greatest
victories in history.

Since our adversaries continue to refuse peace...

...the fight will continue
until their total destruction.