All language subtitles for Tenko s02e03

Sally, time to get up.

Here are your clothes.

Where am I?

At the new camp. We arrived here
yesterday.

You remember.

These aren't mine.

Yes, they are.

Chump, they took away all our old
clothes and gave us clean ones for their

stall. Oh, splatterbill.

Surely you remember that Berner female?

Berman, more like.

Oh, yes.

He took Christine away, too.

Yes.

Here, quick, or we'll be late. Sorry,
thank you.

When I first heard that racket, I
thought I was back in Monica's school.

Perhaps that froggy doctor will be round
soon with the pink gargle.

What's her name?

Trier. Natalie Trier.

Where's Mr. Ulrich? I'm taking short
again, I wouldn't want to.

Here's your hand.

Would you mind? I used to be able to
manage with my own togs, but with these

confounded things... How dare they take
our clothes away? I would sooner have my

old rags back than whatever thing you're
in. At least they were mine.

Well, if it isn't the vermin sidekick.

Good morning, Daisy.

Morning, Mrs Jefferson.

Morning, Doctor.

For God's sake, girl, get on with it.
What is it, dear?

Verna said to tell you, first fell for
dressing, then for tanko after that

breakfast, and she'll see you in the
cookhouse.

Thank you.

Oh, and she'd be obliged if you'd return
the mattresses to her after breakfast.

Would she now?

Unless you've changed your mind and want
to buy them.

That's all.

Thank you.

And how does she expect us to pay for
them?

Wants us to borrow from her. That's
what, at a nice fat interest rate. We've

made it clear we're not doing that.

I'd rather clean out the trees than the
wall.

Probably have to.

Quite a mixed bag, aren't they?

There is no sign of a woman.

She's probably allowed to sleep, isn't
she?

There goes the frog.

Hey, don't forget, nobody's to let on
I'm a nurse. I'm not working for that

steel -eyed robot.

Beatrice is bound to tell.

Oh, I don't know.

I get the impression she's not wild
about her either.

Here they come, knock him over in his
mouthpiece.

Make a handsome couple, don't they?

On behalf of Lieutenant Nakamura and
myself, I wish you all good morning.

We trust you all slept well.

For hard work requires a rested body,
and there is much hard work to be done.

Our camp is the most efficient in the
area. The most efficient, the most

the most harmonious. So you told us
yesterday.

The commandant hopes this will continue
to be so, and I am sure it will.

Provided the new internees follow the
example of those already here.

They will be hardworking.

They will be obedient.

They will be cheerful.

I wonder how many camps there are in the
district.

And if any of them are men's, we'll have
them around.

Discreetly, then.

I have a feeling people won't like us
asking too many questions here.

Hello again.

Bobby, that does look nice. I tried a
supplement in diet. It's a bit too

expensive, though.

And that's what the fourth lawyer gets,
is it? Yes.

I'll take it you'll all be on fine
rations, too.

No bloody choice, have we?

Run along, Bobby. Bag is the table.

Watch it, Dorothy. We'll have to put a
dollar in the swear box, and that's

another sodding luxury we can't afford.

Do you honestly fine you for swearing?
It's not such a bad idea, really.

I mean, we wouldn't allow that sort of
language if we were at home, would we?

seems to be yet another curtailment of
our freedom. It's a question of

standards.

You sound just like Sylvia Ashburton.

Who?

Oh, someone at our old camp.

I know it might all seem a bit like
school.

Shade of Miss Pollock and her purge on
impurity.

Oh, gosh, I'd forgotten her.

We have to think of the children.

I'm sure you'd feel the same if Ben were
here.

I suppose so. The swearbox proceeds do
go to a good cause.

What's that?

Lining burner's pocket?

I think it's for the children.

It should do well with our lot of room.

Marion, about Verna... We know about
her.

What I don't understand is why you all
let her do it. Mummy!

I'm just coming, darling.

Come and sit with us when you've got
your food.

Come on, Sally.

Must eat.

It says, Discipline Committee Report.

I can read that. There's a legible
scroll underneath.

At the meeting of the Discipline
Committee, held on December 30th, Mrs.

and Nicholas Lang were found guilty of
stealing from the Cook House stores.

As a punishment, they will forego all
leisure activities for the period of a

month and do extra kitchen duties
instead.

I used to think discipline was the most
essential thing in life.

So did I.

Ah, Dr. Mason.

Dr. Trier.

I should like to see you in the hospital
after breakfast.

There are matters we need to discuss.

Yes, of course.

About last night.

I owe you an apology.

It was not a very good example for the
patients.

No. Well, I felt I'd be better off with
my friends.

If we all did as we wished, there would
be no discipline. I've said I'm sorry.

We will forget the incident. Good. I
will see you later.

And I would be obliged if you would
return my dressing gown, then?

I'm afraid I can't.

But I haven't got anything else to wear.

You certainly can't keep that.

I will find you something suitable that
it will have to be paid for.

Naturally. Oh, by the way...

The Dutch patient with Barrybury, Mrs.
Van Mayer, is it?

Tells me that one of your group had a
stillborn baby.

Yes.

Yes. Sally Markham.

Well, I should like to include her in my
research project. We haven't had any

stillborn births here.

She's in a pretty bad way at the moment.

She thinks her husband is dead. His name
wasn't on a list we were given.

Interesting.

I must have wanted to see her.

I didn't tell her, did you?

What? I haven't told Dr. Trier about me
being a nurse. No. Oh, thank God. Yes,

anyway, I haven't had a chance. Oh,
well, be a sport and don't.

I'm working with her.

Look, I know that she's not the most
endearing of people, but you're going to

needed, Kate.

I don't see why.

They seem pretty well set up to me.

And she'll have you now as well as the
two assistants. Yes, but they're not

nurses like you are.

They've only done a few months'
training. You know yourself what that

to. A little more than skipping.

Oh, come on, Bidge. Where's your sense
of duty? I don't have one anymore!

I never did have a sense of vocation
like you or Nellie.

I only took up nursing to see a bit of
the world.

Wow.

I've seen all I want to see now.

Thanks.

It's a matter for your own conscience.

Banana?

Like a bit of banana?

Let me thank you.

Go on.

I can spare it. Burn it, give it me.

Honestly. I'll have it.

Pardon? I'll have it if she doesn't want
it.

Oh. All right. Oh.

Pardon me for asking, but your name
wouldn't be Barbara, would it?

Babs for short?

No, it's Sally.

Oh. I just wondered.

Only I used to take this paper when I
was in further.

Schoolgirl.

And there was someone in it.

Barbara Redfern.

Babs for short.

You put me in mind of her.

Except she was always laughing.

Great street schoolgirl.

Did you?

Lovely, wasn't it?

I was just asking Lillian about money.

How the hell am I going to pay all
Werner's bills?

I don't buy anything new.

But all I've got left in the world now
is a comb and a toothbrush.

There are always a few people willing to
pay others to do their heavy chores.

The rich bitches.

Like the ducks in the last town. Only to
begin with, at the end, we were all in

the same boat.

Wouldn't surprise me if that Van Mayer
woman hadn't still got a few baubles

stuffed up her knickers.

Knickers counts as a swear word.

I suppose, um, you couldn't lend us
anything.

I'm sorry.

I would if I had it.

But it's extra food. I need every penny.
Of course.

Here's Van and I'll...

What are we supposed to do, genuflect?
Good morning, everyone.

Let's see, it's Marianne, Beatrice, Joss
and Rose, isn't it?

Ten out of ten.

Good morning.

How are you all today?

Recovered from that awful journey?

Just now. If not from the shock of those
bills that you gave us. Oh, yes, I want

to talk to you about that.

Actually, I would have been over
earlier, only there's a certain little

have to fulfil first thing.

Miss Hatton expects me to get her
breakfast.

She found out that I used to run a
hotel, so she expects the works.

Oh, I know what you're thinking, and I
don't enjoy it.

But actually, it's very useful to have
an in.

I often glean tidbits of information,
don't I, Lillian? Yes.

Did you know that the Allies have
started to make a comeback in Burma?

Oh, that is good news.

How far have they reached?

I didn't manage to get any details, but
I'm keeping my ear to the ground.

Let's hope somebody treads on it.

Why don't you get down, Bobbie? I'm sure
everyone will excuse you.

Excuse me, please.

To return to the sordid question of
money, I'm afraid you'll have to work

your bills for the clothes and
yesterday's food.

But I've had a word with my colleagues
on the finance committee, and I'm happy

to tell you that we're going to let you
have the mattresses for nothing.

Something. Well, there was a little
comfort money left in the till. You mean

money sent for the Red Cross?

Yes, that's right.

And we thought that under the
circumstances it should go to help you

Well.

I'll see you all later.

I can give you your duty road, isn't it?

Dr. Trier, may I have a word with you?

I suppose we should have all been duly
grateful.

I don't see why.

Here, here.

Well, damn it, the money's meant for the
British government. It's ours by right.

That bloody committee's going to take my
whack off me. Especially one run by

that creature.

Now, perhaps in future we could ask for
our share to be paid direct.

Good idea.

Maybe their leader, but it's certainly
not ours.

Come here.

I cannot shout. I'm still too weak.

You also are ill?

No. Dr.

Trier just wanted to see me. Oh,
wonderful woman. So young and yet so

I'm afraid she shows your Dr. Mason for
what she is.

In her we can have confidence.

She's dying, poor creature.

But I wish she would do so quietly.

I wish I was dead.

You must not think that. I do.

That is a weak thing to say.

Why would dead I be with Peter?

But think of your parents. How would
they feel if you were to die?

They'd probably think I'm dead already.

I will not accept it. You are only a
child. You have everything still to live

for. Do I?

Oh, sorry.

Oh, it is all right. I have finished.

Oh, I had to get away.

Some frightful missionary woman tried to
press Gangersall into joining her

choir. Indeed.

She didn't have much luck. Only Joss
volunteered, and that's because she's

turned deaf.

You wouldn't have laughed at that a few
weeks back.

I think I should not now. It's because
I'm so happy.

Happy? Yes.

In spite of everything.

Oh, Rose, I've just heard the most
wonderful news you can ever imagine.

What is it? A Catholic priest is to
visit us here.

Terrific. He comes over from the men's
camp once a month to take confession.

Men's camp?

Yes, I saw it on the notice board.

At last I shall have someone to turn to
for spiritual guidance.

How do you know that he's going to come
from the men's camp?

Someone told me.

Did she say how near it was? I didn't
seem to ask.

Crying out loud. You may need spiritual
guidance.

Is there physical presence the rest of
us need?

I am sorry. It was selfish of me.

If I knew Bernard was somewhere near, I
might just be able to survive.

You!

Call Miss Hudson, quick! She won't play.
Both of us?

No, not you.

She'll present at your husband.

Quick!

Dr. Nathan.

That is better.

Thank you for the loan of this.

Take a seat, would you? I want to be a
moment.

Seen Sally?

Yes.

I'm just completing my notes.

A classic case of depression.

Yes.

Yes, natural enough, I suppose.

There's the baby and her husband.

Is there anything we can do for her?

In the absence of drugs or especially
psychiatric help, very little.

Poor Sally.

We'll just have to keep a close watch on
her.

It'll be interesting to see how she
develops.

How come she appeared to get over the
baby's stuff at the time?

Yes, but then she had Nellie.

Had a friend, one of my nurses.

It is a pity you have no nurses with you
now.

Those trainees need watching all the
time.

Now, as to our arrangements, you're
clearly in no state to

do more than a few hours a day in the
hospital.

I'm quite able to do my share.

I think not.

It is obvious you're still suffering
from fatigue.

You have already experienced one near
collapse from nervous exhaustion.

What?

You did, did you not?

At your old camp?

Oh, too.

Mrs. Van Mayer, I suppose.

I did not need to be told. You have all
the symptoms.

Touchless, anxiety,

irrational behavior.

Your physical condition speaks for
itself, too.

The deterioration of your eyesight is
not the only effect malnutrition has had

on you.

I'm sorry to be brutal.

It is because I need your help, I must
be so.

I'd rather have a colleague capable of
working efficiently for a few hours a

than one who is little more than a
corpse, I suppose.

I will see that you have put on a
special diet, as from now.

But the others...

They're in just as bad a condition as I
am. The adults are not doctors. You may

find something in there.

I saved them when they died. Also their
teeth.

Now go on.

Try some.

You are Mrs. Jefferson and Sister
Ulrika?

Yes, Miss Arthur.

Lieutenant Nakamura has asked me to see
you regarding the question of

leadership.

I am told that you are the leaders of
the new internees.

Yes, I represent the British and Sister
Ulrika the Dutch.

In this camp, Mrs. Jefferson, there is
only one leader, Bernard Johnson.

Yes, we realize that. You will therefore
tell your fellow internees that from

now on they will look to her as such and
her own use.

But surely if we need... Excuse me, I
must protest. Be quiet!

You question the orders of the
commandant.

I think all Sister Ulrica meant was that
our people may also need a spokesman.

There are bound to be certain problems
that we'd rather take up with... All

problems to be dealt with by Bernard
Johnson.

But some of my people do not speak
English.

It is necessary for me to interpret for
them as Werner Jonsson does. Mr. Ulrika,

you are spoiling my breakfast.

I'm sorry, Miss Parsons, but I... Am I
to be troubled by ignorant foreigners

coming in here at every moment?

If they cannot speak English, they must
learn to, as I have.

I think you will agree my accent is
possible.

Oh, it's excellent.

I have an exceptional gift for
languages.

Like your friend, Christina Campbell.

I will certainly ask my women to do as
you wish, Miss Hudson, but... As the

commandant wishes.

Yes.

In the meantime, if I might continue...
This camp is the best camp in the area.

And why is that?

Because we have a system that works.

There is one leader only, the one
appointed by myself.

On behalf of Lieutenant Nakamura.

You will obey her or be punished. You
understand?

Yes, Miss Haslam.

Good.

You are dismissed.

Before we go, there's something I'd like
to ask. You mentioned Christina

Campbell.

What about her?

We just wondered... if she was all
right.

Of course she is all right. She is
working for the Japanese.

Go now, you waste my time. I have much
work to do.

Work. She wouldn't know the meaning of
the word.

She does nothing but sit there all day,
shoveling down food.

No representation.

Enrageous. Scandalous.

Say nothing of uncivilized magic.

You might work.

Well, so do you.

Oh, no use. I can't do a thing with it.

Don't get out of here so soon, Hill.
I've nothing to wear.

I wish I could help.

You used to have some clothes at Ben's.
I was taking the back room.

They were all that survived the
shipwreck.

They're all gone now.

Don't you know that summer has applied
for repatriation before Christmas?

Someone did mention it, but I thought it
was just the new tree. No.

They let a few others put their name
down, too.

The elderly and those of us with
children.

Werner thinks that Bobby and I may stand
a chance.

Dr. Trier signed a chit about his
eyesight and his anemia. That should

The fact that John is already back home.

I wouldn't bank on it, Miriam.

You should have heard it at prep school
by now.

It's down to start in the autumn, at
John's old place.

Ben should be at Wellington now.

In long trousers.

Oh, I'm lucky.

At least I've got him with me.

I must not start getting all weepy
again.

You can't weep with one of your oldest
friends.

If it was just you, it would be
different.

Lillian, would you be able to get hold
of some paper for me? I'm running out.

I tried to keep a diary of sorts.

Heaven's sake, don't let the chaps know
that.

Extra radios, they're the worst crime.

The last person they caught with one had
her ribs broken. I'd still like to keep

it.

It seems important to have some record.

Yes.

Yes, I'll give you some paper, but
please be careful.

Mind you, Verna always tips it off if
she gets her advance warning.

I know how you feel about her.

But it does have its advantages, her
being in an assassin.

You think we're deluding ourselves,
don't you? Yes, I do. I don't know what

would like before Verna took over.

At least there's order now.

Jock and me are setting up my shoe
mending business.

I provide the silk, she provides the
nails.

They're the ones she nicked from that
house on the way.

She certainly doesn't lack initiative,
our Jock.

Funny old trout.

Well, that'll be her now.

Wrecking the choir practice.

Kate.

I've found out some more about the men.

I got talking to a girl who lives on
that work property. She says that the

camp is somewhere near the factory.

We ought to get in on that caper.

Maybe we could get a message through.

We'll have to wait our turn. Apparently
there's a monthly rota.

Why does everything have to be so bloody
organised?

Does she know if there's been any new
prisoners lately?

No. But she's going to try and find out.

Wouldn't that be something?

Just to make contact.

She doesn't believe in wasting any time.

Hmm?

Hmm.

I see she's taking a nap to their tea.

Let's hope she's laced it with arsenic.

Hello?

Hello.

I used to work for her.

Back in the old days.

Before we come here.

Malaria it was.

Sort that goes to red.

She went screaming mad in the end.

It was horrible.

Don't know what he died of.

Pardon?

Maybe that was malaria.

You mean your husband?

I heard he passed on.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I dare say you've got someone else,
though.

To go home to.

After.

Parents, like, not brothers and sisters.

Yes. There you are, then.

Could be worse.

Me?

I ain't got no one.

My mother died when I was two, and me
father... I was a charity child.

Not that I'm complaining. I was given a
decent upbringing, and they played me

with a respectful family, but...

It'd be nice to have someone.

No.

You're better off without.

You only lose them.

Isn't that Christina's mirror?

She's not going to claim it, is she?

Can I have her comb?

You've already got a comb.

She wants to sell it, doesn't she?

Well, what if I do?

At least I took this to remember her by.

I thought we agreed to share out her
things. All right, I'm not saying

can't borrow it. I'm just saying I'm
bloody well keeping it here.

I say, something's going on out there.
What?

Don't ask me.

Our fearless foes are mustering in the
courtyard, barking at each other like a

pack of ferns. Hey, you don't think the
allies have landed?

Ask her.

She's the fount of all knowledge.

Listen, everyone, there's going to be a
search.

I came to warn you.

When, Verna? Now, any minute. Well,
leave the search. I've got nothing to

here. Yes, what have we got?

Mary and your diary.

Heck, I've forgotten that. Diary? You
have a diary? Yes.

Where can I find it? Under your
mattress.

Give it to me.

I'll hide it for you. They won't look in
my room. I bet they won't.

Come on, quickly.

Trust me.

Why not hand it straight to Nakamura?

Okay, let's start.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

There's nothing else, right?

Okay, let's do a physical examination.

Yes, stand there.

Stand there.

Please, there's no need for that. We
haven't got anything. Quiet!

Yes.

I hate them.

And me.

Vicious little buggers.

We must try not to hate.

But love our enemies, is that it?

I know it is difficult.

Difficult? Did you hear that? Our Holy
Sister said it's difficult. Teddy Rose.

There is some good in everyone.

Told that to the Marines.

Not in that lot, there isn't.

Some of them aren't so bad.

I can hear.

Dorothea's right.

Shinya's okay.

She could be quite human at times. She's
not moochy, human.

They are all the enemy. Who was it who
sent us off knowing the others were

to a different camp?

True, he must have known. Yes, Beatrice,
he sent Nellie away, and you call that

little rat human? They're bastards, all
of them. And they don't do to forget it,

either. They're right.

I hate them too.

They've taken everything.

They've destroyed everything.

One feels so helpless. We're at war with
them. Yet what can we do?

What I wouldn't give to have a go at
them. Oh, yes. Oh, the idea of sticking

bayonet in a little yellow belly and
just... Stop it, Edmund!

Do you not see?

By talking like this, you become as
they.

Safe and sound.

Except for a few crumbs.

Thank you.

If you'll take a tip from me, you'll
hide it outside in future.

Some of the women bury things behind the
latrines. I am grateful.

Don't be.

I am on your side, you know.

I promise you, I'm no fonder of the Japs
than you are, but one might as well

make good use of them. Won't you sit
down?

No, no, I ought to get back to my
duties.

Yes, I have to go to the storeroom too.
I have to watch the Russians like a

horse, but I'm sure we can spare five
minutes.

There's something I want to talk to you
about.

I believe Miss Hassan had a word with
you and our Dutch friend yesterday about

your position here in the camp. You mean
lack of position?

Yes. I am sorry. I assure you that was
none of my doing.

In fact, I'd love to have someone to
share the burden with.

Well, I expect you found the
responsibilities pretty arduous too.

Yes, at times.

However, Madam seems to like the way I
run things here, and, well, one simply

can't argue with these people.

No. But I should hate to think that it
would cause any hard feelings between

folk and the rest of us, so I wondered
if we couldn't bridge the gap.

How do you mean?

Well, there's a vacancy on the
discipline committee.

She went down with scrub typhus. I
wondered if you'd like to fill it.

Lillian's on the committee. She may have
mentioned it. No.

Well, I expect you had so much else to
talk about.

I am glad Lillian's found a friend at
last. She worries so much about that boy

of hers.

Well, how do you feel about it?

Well, I'd be prepared to stand for
election.

No, we don't worry about anything like
that. We'll just co -opt you.

The important thing is to avoid
factions.

Don't you think?

Somebody's having a go with the Ouija
board.

What?

No, they aren't.

Well, they don't say nothing.

Some people don't hold with it.

But you might like to come along.

You never know, you might make contact.

Contact?

Mr. Foster's husband gets in touch quite
often.

You mean he talks to her?

Well, you know, communicates from the
other side.

Now, all place your finger on the glass.

Very lightly.

Everyone keep still.

No one is to speak.

Or to treat the matter with levity.

Just empty your minds and think of
nothing.

Is anyone there?

Are you there, Gerald?

Gerald, I'm talking to you.

Are you there this evening, dear?

Gerald, this is Edith.

Are you there, dear?

Evidently not.

Well, is anyone else there?

Can I have your mug? Your mug, if you've
finished with it.

Ah, this mug.

That's right.

Is that your wife?

I have no wife. It is a girl.

Your sister?

So, sister.

Is that your mother and father, is it?

Mother, father.

It's odd to think of you having a
family.

What? Nothing.

It's nice.

You look like your father.

British say all Japanese same.

Not when you look closer.

You like cigarettes?

Thanks. Want me to give you something
for it?

You want I pay?

No.

Shinya, I can't keep taking them for
nothing.

Why?

Pay the other guards.

I want no payment. I know you don't want
what... what they want.

But maybe I could pay you some other
way.

That's some English lessons.

That girl.

Dorothy, is it?

She seems to be very friendly with the
guy.

Typical Lillian understatement.

I mean, she actually... I imagine so.

You tend to turn a blind eye where
Dorothy's concerned.

Thought of it. I know.

She's one of our casualties.

She lost both her husband and baby.

Oh, no. Right back at the beginning.
Since then, she's switched off.

And Sally may be doing the same thing.

I can imagine nothing worse than losing
your child.

Remember those miscarriages I had before
Bobby?

It's bad enough.

time I felt as if I'd lost part of
myself.

If anything should happen to him... It
won't.

We'll make damn sure it doesn't.

Oh, Rue, I'm so glad you're here.

I haven't been called Rue for over 20
years.

Is anyone there?

I think someone's trying to get through.

Will you tell us who you are, please?

And who you want to speak to?

Who are you?

Will you tell us?

Then you try talking to him, dear. See
if he responds.

Go on.

Peter?

Are you there, Peter?

It's moving.

Look. Shh.

Deep concentration.

Empty your mind. Are you, Peter?

You interrupt.

Thought as much.

Come on, Sal. You don't want none of
that. But it's just made contact. Tommy,

you rot.

I suppose you got her into this, you
half -baked little ninny. I was only

to help her.

And you call this help?

Poor girl's disturbed enough as it is
without you filling her head with

nonsense.

Up you get, Sal. You're coming with me.

Bosh. It's all in your head.

When I asked if he was, it spelled out
yes.

Somebody moved the thing.

That nincompoop Daisy, I wouldn't
wonder.

Maybe he did it to self.

Wishful thinking.

If you want to wish him anything, wish
him alive.

He's dead. I know he is. The fetus took.

There are dozens of camps on this
island. He could be in any one of them.

what they all say.

Then, for God's sake, listen to them.

I might just as well write Monica off as
dead. My friend, Monica Ratcliffe.

We've known each other since we were
tots.

We were at Cheltenham together, then
Cambridge.

Saw each other in and out, two
disastrous marriages.

Finally fetched up and kale together,
running that blessed school.

If I wrote her off now,

I might as well do myself in.

But I know jolly well that one of these
days she'll turn up.

And so will your chapel.

Just don't do to throw your hand in.

It's what they want, our fearless foes,
to undermine our morale.

We've got to fight back.

Show them they can't get us down.

So, snap out of it.

Where's the girl?

You could start by joining me in that
confounded choir.

What do you say?

Yes.

All right.

I'll have a go.

of the Imperial Army, General Shimojo
will be visiting our camp.

There's a tree somewhere.

For this important occasion, the
Commandant wishes that all internees

their best clothes.

Help me out.

Try to choose the blue chiffon or the
gold, Lord.

They will also make themselves tidy and
groomed in readiness for their

photograph. She can't be serious.

The General has expressed the wish to
show the world pictures...

of new arrivals happily settled in
Japanese prison camps.

We are greatly honored that our camp has
been chosen for this privilege.

Let us make sure all is well for the
visit.

All rooms will be scrubbed.

All walls washed down.

All new gardens will grow with
abundance.

Daisy, will you do me a favour?

What?

Solve this for me.

That's your... You sure? Quite sure. I
can't go on living in the past forever,

can I? No, but please, be a sport.

I need the money for something else.

There should be enough to go around.

But please, I beg you, be careful with
them.

And return them the moment the General's
visit is over.

You sure there's no higher charge?

Of course not.

Although I'd have to charge for any
damages.

I shall have this dress. It is my
colour.

Who do they belong to, Bernard?

Oh, various people. I don't mind telling
you. I have to twist a few arms.

I did my best for you, sister.

I'm damned if I see why we should be
dressed up like a lot of dolls.

The whole thing's a charade.

Personally, I like to have my photograph
taken, but then I am a good subject.

All my self -photograph work.

It is bad mayor.

Perhaps when they see your picture in
the paper, you'll be discovered.

Yeah, Metro -Goldwyn, they'll set up a
raiding party for you and whisk you off

to Hollywood.

Look out, Joan Crawford. Please, I know
it's ridiculous, but we have to go along

with it.

I don't see why.

Good chance for a bit of sabotage.

I don't advise you to try anything.

You haven't seen Miss Hassan when she's
crossed.

I can imagine. You mustn't take any
stupid risks.

They'll probably have you shot on the
spot. No probably about it.

Won't, will you? Be sensible.

We don't want trouble.

Better not, Joss.

Then it is trouble.

Oh, right.

Spoilsport.

Would have been spiffing, though, to
wreck the bastard's visit.

Yes, it would. I assure you, it's much
more to our advantage to impress the

general. Don't worry, we will do our
best.

And I think we should all be very
grateful to Werner for the trouble she

taken finding the clothes. Thank you,
Mrs. Vermeer.

Dominica, please.

Well, I'll leave you to get dressed.

Oh, and a little make -up wouldn't come
amiss.

Madam told me to give you this.

You should be able to manage with that
and a bit of charcoal.

There's only one problem. We haven't got
a mirror.

Oh, but you have.

The one Sally bought yesterday.

Oh, yes.

Silly me. I forgot.

It's to replace Christina's.

Lost a bit of work.

Who does the woman fight?

Grave. Satan.

Huh? He was at our old camp.

I'd hoped we'd seen the last of him.

We're dead!

Boo!

Up!

Where's Sal?

She started a fever earlier. Came over
all shivery.

Wish I'd thought of that.

Dr. Trio's got her under observation.

That's all we're getting out of this.

Oh, Dottie, aren't you looking forward
to the happy snap?

When the general comes to inspect us, I
would like you at that time... Excuse

me. Yes?

I'd better go to the laboratory, please.
Very well, but don't be long.

Thank you.

Come on, everyone.

Say cheese. Now, after I count three,
right?

One, two, three.

Cheese.

Watch it! Watch it!

Thank you, internees. Our honored guest
is

pleased with you.

You will now go to your rooms while he
carries out his inspection of the camp.

If she's not in the lavatory, where is
she? I don't know.

This is the first start we've had.

You'll be able to write it up then,
won't you?

What are you doing here?

Only medical staff are allowed.

I want to help Beatrice prepare Sally's
body.

Don't be upset.

This is a job for a nurse. I am a nurse.

It's true.

I'd like her to help me.

Please.

You were her friend.

At least she achieved something, didn't
she?

She wiped the smile off their faces.

Ruined the whole bloody visit.

Surely you aren't suggesting she timed
it deliberately?

No.