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It was here yesterday. Now where did I put it? Here's some...

And I've got a lovely piece of material in the same color.

Oh, here it is.

Good day Ms. Bidout. Madame Lekeu there's not much left on the board I'm afraid

2 or 3 meters if you are lucky.

Madame Bidout? - Why are you following me?

I must speak with you please. -No.

Is anything wrong? - Everything's alright. - I must go.

Please, Madame Bidout - There's not much left I'm afraid I can let you have it cheap you know.

It'll make a nice little dress for Otillie. - Do you know that man?

No, I'm sorry Madame. I shall have to try at Linder's.

It woukd make a nice little dress for children.

I'm sorry. Thank you for your trouble.

We have to talk now. Do you speak Flemish? - No.

Let's keep our voices down. These walls are so thin.

Do you understand? The neighbors mustn't hear us talking in English.

How did you know my name? - From the market?

Market? What? - A woman in the market, she pointed you out. I followed you.

She told you I was English. - I asked her for help but she was too scared.

She said you would help because you were English too.

Did you tell this woman who you were? - She knew. At least she guessed.

Oh, that's so dangerous. - I was desperate.

Dangerous for me young man. Don't you understand?

To hide an RAF pilot in the center of Brussels, is an apalling risk to take

and to hide you under these circumstances. Well, it's, it's lunacy.

That woman knows you're here.

Well she gave me the shoes and the coat. She won't talk, - You don't know that. She may have pointed me out just to make trouble.

I'm not popular here. Not now.

I just don't know what to do for the best.

What am I to do? - Are you alone here?

Yes, I'm a widow.

My son Michael. He's dead now.

This is the top apartment in the building, isn't it? - Yes.

Do you have access to the attic, a trap door or something? - For God's sake keep away from the window.

Well do you?

I'm sorry, my mind is made up. You can't stay here - But I must

No. I'll give you dry clothes and some more food, but you must go.

If you send me out in this weather, I shall simply get soaked again.

I'm tired. I haven't slept in 48 hours.

To get out of Brussels safely, I need to be alert, thinking properly. I can't do that if I'm half asleep.

How can I hide you here? These rooms are all I have.

People come here. Visitors.

Supposing that woman talks. Supposing someone saw you coming here with me.

Nobody's going to visit the attic, are they? - It's much too dangerous.

You must go. - Madame Bidout. I beg you to help me.

As a fellow countryman. I know the danger I put you in, but I can't go on without help please.

Oh, I'm sorry.

He looks about my age. - Yes, Michael was.

Who's the other one? - His friend.

A German? - There was no war when that picture was taken.

How would you feel about an English woman who turned away from Michael when he needed help.

No, no, no. - I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I don't mean to hurt you, but I'm desperate.

If Michael had been alive to fight in this bloody war, he might have been in the ...

Please stop. Stop. - I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry,

but nobody's going to come here, are they? Nobody comes here anymore? - No.

You will help me?

Oh dear. You're so young.

Come.

Herr Sturmbannführer.

When did she give us this information? - A few minutes ago, Sir. Herzog took the message.

Now. I've clearly marked the route for the parade on the Fuhrer's birthday.

I want 30 copies of this made.

And distributed according to this list.

You will personally take four of the copies to the civil police and two to the Hotel d'Ville. Is that quite clear?

Yes, Herr Sturmbannführer.

This woman Sir. She's a Czech National.

I do not understand why she has not been interned? - Rennert.

You've forgotten this.

It hasn't rained like this for months.

It'll be fine for the parade, you'll see.

Everything seems to be going right for them these days.

I sometimes wonder whose side God is really on.

I wasn't expecting you back yet.

What's the matter? - Nothing's the matter.

Just tired. Everything is so depressing.

It's Andree again, isn't it?

I am glad you're back.

I was feeling a bit low. It's not Andrée.

Well, yes it is Andrée I suppose.

Andrée and everything else and this.

They're only flags. - I know but...

I keep remembering the last time we had them out.

Now what are we using them for? The Fuhrer's birthday.

Poor Suzanne and Pascal. They've even been forced to fly the Swastika outside their home.

So have we?

All shops and restaurants will display the German flag in a prominent position.

You're not going to put that thing outside the Candide?

You can't Albert. - You know what will happen if we don't?

And if we do, we'll lose every decent customer we've got. - It has to be done. - Why?

For the sake of the line? It has to be done. We must appear to be on their side.

Willing collaborators.

I want this hung directly outside the entrance to the cafe.

And I want you to sew it to the rest of the bunting

No, you get Andrée to do it.

I've already asked her. She refused. - For once, I agree with her.

I could ask one of the girls. Or even Natalie.

I brought it for you because I want you to understand why it has to be done.

I'm going home Albert.

I don't want to be out on the street after curfew.

Very well.

I'm going. - Alright.

Put it down.

What? - Put it down. I'll do it.

I knew you wouldn't let me down.

Want to take it home to do it? - I'll do it here.

In the morning.

Au revoir. - Thank you.

Good morning Celeste. - What dreadful weather. Will it ever stop?

Well if it's going to be like this they'll have to cancel the parade.

Good thing too. - Perhaps they go past in boats.

Well then, what can I get you dear?

Oh black-out material please 6 meters.

You are lucky, I had a new board in this morning.

I need a receipt please Marcelle. It's not for myself.

Six meters, you say? - Yes, please.

These are hard to come by aren't they?

Well. you know.

Oh, I've got the coupons here.

There she goes, cold as a fish.

Who was it? I didn't see.

In all the time she's lived around here, I haven't seen that one smile once, not once.

Who? - Madame boot face Bidout.

I don't know her. - Oh yes, surely.

Rue Crespel.

No? The other building. The Englishwoman, surely you must know her?

An English woman living in Brussels?

Always picking up scraps in the market to feed stray cats.

Why wasn't she put into a camp like the other English? - Who knows? Influence, no doubt.

Her husband was a headmaster in some smart academy in Liege.

Madam Bidout you say. I don't recognize the name?

Well, she says she looks after stray cats. But I wouldn't be surprised if she eats the scraps herself.

Well, who can blame her? Food is scarce as it is. - True.

It's a wonder to me they haven't rationed the scraps yet.

Well, maybe I'm not doing the woman justice.

Maybe she's not as hard as she looks.

There's a rumor that she's working for the resistance.

Oh, really.

They say she's got a British airman hiding up in that apartment of hers.

She must be mad. - Brought him in yesterday.

So they say - Have you seen him?

No, I haven't but Madame Beveren, she says she saw... Now listen, you mustn't breathe a word of this.

Not a word - Are you in a hurry? - No

Come into the backroom, we can sit down.

Celeste, come.

Oh do hurry.

Come on, come on, come on. - Yes.

No, no, I must speak to Major Brandt in person.

You don't understand. He's a personal friend. We've known each other for years.

Well, when is he due back?

Would you please leave a message for him? My name is Bidout. Catherine Bidout.

He has the number. No Bidout with a T.

Tell him please, that I wish to see him urgently.

Thank you.

Forgive me.

Yvonne. There's still some work to be done. We open soon.

They're putting the bunting roll down the street Madame. - Yvonne?

If you find it so very difficult to call me Madame, please, call me Monique.

Yes, Madame I will.

Good afternoon. - Good afternoon, Madam Lekeu.

It's stopped raining at last. - Yes, at last.

You've come to see, Madame Foiret I expect. - Yes, I brought the blackout material she asked for.

I'm sorry. Madame Foiret is asleep at the moment.

If you care to wait in the back room? - Wait?

You have the receipt I presume? - Oh yes,

If you care to wait in the back room, it's warmer in there. - Well, if you're quite sure.

I'm quite sure. Yvonne!

Come this way, Madame.

I'll see if Madame Foiret is awake and then make you a cup of coffee and pay you for the material.

Yvonne. Stop gawping. Finish the floor, wipe the tables and the bar.

Will Monsieur Foiret be away for long.

He's gone to a meeting. It's about the parade tomorrow. - Thank you.

That parade. So much trouble for so little.

I see they're moving all the sand bags out of the way now. Tomorrow evening they'll be moving them all back again.

Let's hope it keeps fine for them.

What a thing to come to. Holding a parade for that man's birthday.

I'd put out flags for his funeral. I'll get you that coffee.

Well, perhaps something a little stronger. I feel very chilled by the rain.

A brandy perhaps.

Brandy that would be a treat. Where'd you get it from?

Oh, I don't finish until 9:00, but I might be able to get away by 8.

Yvonne, come here.

Make yourself useful. Get Madame Lekeu a small brandy. It's down there in the corner.

Watch what you're doing you stupid girl.

Tidy up. It's a pigsty. - Yes, Madam.

You paid for that?

Well, I know she must get bored up there day in and day out.

But she does tend to get things out of proportion. I mean take that material, for instance.

The last time I visited, she noticed she had a small tear in her bedroom curtain.

She was so upset about it, I got quite worried

Mountains out of molehills.

Exactly, and instead of just mending the tear in a few minutes, she asked me to buy new material.

I mean, begs me to. Well, it's such an extravagance.

Well then I suppose you have to indulge the poor soul, don't you? - Yes, yes, of course you do.

Will you listen to me. Here I am telling you all about her and you must know her a lot better than I do.

Oh No, no, I'm sure I don't. You're her best friend. - Do you think so?

Yes, I'm sure of it. She really looks forward to your visits.

Andree is awake now Madame. - Oh, thank you.

And you bring her news of the outside world. - Well, I've certainly got some news for her today, I...

I've finished. - Alright Yvonne.

Excuse me, Monsieur.

I've done what you said, Mademoiselle. - Very well, Yvonne, thank you.

No more free drinks.

Would you believe it. there's an English woman living in Rue Crespelle and she is hiding an English airman.

Now what do you think of that?

Oh no, surely not. It must be just a rumor.

Madam Bidout of Rue Crespelle. She has an apartment in the old building.

Well, I'll go up now. I'll leave my coat here if I may.

Who told you of this English woman, madame? - Marcelle Gerome.

Perhaps you know her. She keeps that little haberdashery shop. She's a very reliable woman.

Has she seen this airman? - No, she hasn't.

Her friend told her. - I see.

What do you think? - Could be just gossip.

I doubt it. She seems certain.

I think I better go and take a look. - No, might be a trap.

I doubt it. I'll try to be back before you go.

I don't believe it. Outside the candide?

My dear it's not only the Candide, they're all over the place

Albert must be insane - Oh don't let it upset you. It means nothing.

Nothing? How can you say that?

Does Albert think Hitler's going to win the war? Is that it?

Does he think he'll be rewarded later on if he cooperates with them?

Albert has to do these things, they all do.

We have to put up with these German pigs. - Put up with them.

Yes, but we don't have to welcome them with open arms.

You think the neighbors don't know what's going on?

You think they haven't noticed? All our best customers have left us.

I shouldn't have said anything.

What have we come to? They butcher our children, and what do we do?

Hang up flags for their leader.

What does it mean, Celeste? Where will it all end?

Who knows?

I sometimes wonder if we're the only ones that care.

The young seem to accept it as inevitable.

That girl downstairs. She behaves as if there was no war at all.

No sense of responsibility. That's what it is.

That Duchamps bitch? There's nothing you can tell me about her.

I meant the new girl. - A new girl?

Andrée, are you quite certain about Monique Duchamps? I mean about her and Albert.

How can I be certain of anything in this prison?

I suspect a great deal, but certain? No.

She was quite different today.

Admittedly, it's the first time I've had the chance of a little chat with her.

To be truthful, my dear, she was really very friendly towards me.

Celeste! She's a sly one.

She'll do anything to get in my good books nowadays. Even be pleasant to you.

It's that other creature. I'd believe anything of her. She's too cheeky for her own good.

A new girl you say? - Oh yes, Yvonne, something or other. I don't remember the name.

All I know is that she is the type that men act stupid over.

Men like Albert you mean? - Yes.

Oh, thank God.

Erwin... Yes? - Madame Bidout - Yes.

May I come in? - I'm sorry, it's inconvenient.

Oh, how dare you? - Madame Bidout I am sorry.

Well, what do you want? - We may have very little time.

Now don't be frightened. I'm here to help you.

What do you want? Who are you?

Madame, I've been told that you are hiding an Englishman in this apartment.

Who are you? - The woman who told me is a well known gossip.

Even if that information is incorrect, you could be in great trouble.

What woman, how? How does she know such a thing?

Sooner or later the Germans will hear.

Oh, my goodness. You're from the Resistance.

Now I have friends who can help. Where is he?

But you must go. At once. You must go quickly, quickly.

Every second you waste puts us in greater danger. Now are you hiding an airman in this apartment?

Yes yes yes. In the attic. But you don't understand. You must leave at once.

There is a German officer on his way to see me now. - What!?

He's a friend of mine. He telephoned 15 minutes ago. He'll be here any moment. You must go.

The Englishman. - Oh, he's in no danger, but there's no time to explain.

No, please Madam. Calm down, gently.

None of this would have happened if you'd come yesterday.

There may be just time to check his identity.

No, no, no. You must go at once or you'll be caught too.

Madame Bidout, I will send a friend tomorrow morning. - Go, please, go.

Someone will come firat thing.

No luck? - Sorry, searched everywhere.

Isn't there a safe or something? Where do you keep the petty cash?

But it's locked. And Madame Duchamps has the key.

Don't tell me. She's out too. - Yes.

Well, why did you take your wedding ring off in the first place?

We don't come here to enjoy the decor, sweetheart.

Now, what's that supposed to mean?

Would you go out with a married man? Nice young lady like you?

Depends. - Depends on what sweetheart?

On whether this married man is generous or not.

He's generous alright. - Is he? - Yeah.

He'd give you anything you wanted. More than you wanted.

I don't want much. I'd be happy with chocolate.

And cigarettes.

And some new clothes from Paris. - And...

... what would you give him in return?

I'd give him...

... his wedding ring.

Look, isn't there a duplicate key to this thing? They usually give you 2 keys.

Well, Madam Foiret might have one, but I don't like to disturb her.

Go on.

You'll get me into trouble.

There's nothing I'd like more sweetheart.

Come in. Yes?

What are you staring at? What do you want? - I'm sorry to disturb you, Madame,

but there's a man downstairs who thinks he lost his wedding ring in the restaurant last night.

Your name?

Yvonne Madame, I only come in now and again.

Ah yes, you're the new girl.

Well, Yvonne, in future, if you have any problems like this

you will take them straight to my husband or to Mademoiselle Duchamps.

I'm sorry, Madame. I thought perhaps you might know if there was another key to this tin.

Monsieur Foiret is out on some business and madamemoiselle Duchamps is out too.

Can I help you? - No.

Give it here.

Do you like working here Yvonne? - Oh yes, Madame.

Where were you before? - Nowhere Madame. This is my first job.

Monsieur Foiret keeps you busy, I expect? - Oh yes, Madame. But I enjoy it.

You're not frightened of him? Goodness, No.

He reminds you of your father I expect? - No.

He's certainly old enough to be your father.

There. He will be pleased.

Thank you Madame.

I believe you miss him as much as I do.

I should like him to have met my wife.

I'm always talking to her about Michael. - You had so much fun together. - Yes.

Would you like some more coffee? - No, no thank you.

You know Catharine this won't do, will it?

I've been here for 15 minutes now and you've told me nothing.

You said you had something to tell me. - Yes.

Catherine, we don't see each other very often for obvious reasons, but if I find a message saying you need to see me, of course I come.

It's meagre repayment for all the hospitality you gave me before the war.

But you can't expect me to just sit here and then guess at what's wrong.

If you need my help, you must ask for it.

Erwin, if I were to tell you where you could find a British airman hiding in this city,

would you give me your word that the Gestapo would not harm him?

Where is he? - Give me your word.

Where is he?

Our countries may be at war Erwin, but I'm not at war with you.

I'm sorry. Yes of course. You have my word as long as he does not resist us.

But now please, where is he?

Here. - Here? - In the attic above this flat.

He was starving Erwin.

Catherine, do you realize what this means? Do you?

If the Gestapo get to know of this?

You will be interned at once. You know you should be in a camp already.

But I thought you...

I told you for some reason your name it, it just never appeared on the list. - I see.

It had nothing to do with me. - Well then, I don't see at all.

The fact that you gave this man up should save you from being shot.

But once they discover you're an English woman. - Must they find out?

I don't know.

Now may I use your phone.

You'll get a medal for this Herr Major. Have you got the remotest idea what you're doing? - Take him to the Avenue Louise.

I am Leutenant Eric Schumacher working under direct orders from Herr Sturmbannfuhrer Kessler. - Wait!

Kessler? He planned this? - He will not be amused Herr Major.

And I'm not amused by you.

I require your name, rank and serial number. - Are you mad?

You are bound by the Geneva Convention to give me your name, rank and serial number.

And I have already told you. I'm Leutenant Eric Schumacher.

I need proof of identity. - Of course I have no proof of identity.

I have been posing as an English airman. I have only these.

Which tell me you're a man called Pascoe.

Take him away. - Listen. - If he gives any trouble shoot him.

Erwin. What is it? What's happened?

The man you are hiding is a German officer.

That is why your name was not on the lists.

They put him here, hoping you'd get in touch with the resistance.

But the last thing they would have expected was for you to hand him back to us.

I don't understand any of this.

Now he's discovered.

Your usefulness, it's over. There's nothing I can do to stop them from interning you.

My God, what am I to do?

Well, you must leave here, that's for certain.

You leave. You leave as soon as the curfew is lifted tomorrow. - But where would I go?

I can't help you.

There are people in Brussels who can. Now Catherine, you answer me truthfully.

Have you had any contact with the resistance? Catherine? - Yes.

Good. You go to them tomorrow.

I'll try to see you're not followed. - Erwin this is so dangerous for you.

Yes, I know. I'm leaving now before I change my mind.

Now you you take nothing with you when you go. You go, go as if you're going shopping.

I'll delay things as long as I dare. - Erwin, I'm frightened.

So am I my dear.

May God keep you.

Well? - Well I admit I admit I took a risk. I had to do something.

A suicidal risk. - He was right to go.

There was an airman in that apartment.

Albert, what you should have done is wait. - Wait for the Germans to pick him up?

But Madame Lekeu is a gossip. We all know that. We encourage her.

But she told us about the English woman without hesitation.

For all we knew, she could have told dozens before us. Suppose it reached the Germans?

That's just it, supposing it did reach the Germans, and Albert goes rushing off straight into their arms.

Albert, did you see this man?

No, he was in the attic. - How do you know he was in the attic?

Because she told me. Because I believed her. Because she's a very frightened woman.

Albert, do you know what you've done? You of all people.

You've shown yourself to this woman as a member of the resistance

What the hell was I supposed to do? - We might just as well have handed out leaflets.

Now this isn't getting us anywhere.

Albert. This English woman. What sort of person is she?

Old, frail, very frightened, as I've said.

How old? - Seventy, late 60s.

If she's English, then why hasn't she been interned?

Excuse me.

He thought he was doing the right thing. - But he wasn't right, was he?

If this Lekeu woman is a gossip,

didn't it occur to you that what she was telling you could be information fed to her deliberately.

It's more than likely the Gestapo started the rumor so they can draw us to them.

A trap? - Exactly.

Is that better? - It's chilly?

Do you want a shawl?

What's all the noise downstairs. - Oh, there's nothing to worry about.

There was a man shouting.

It was a drunk. I got rid of him.

I don't want it. - You said you were chilly.

Collaborator. - What?

Do you greet your customers with a Sieg Heil nowadays?

Do you have the Fuhrer's picture on the wall? - What are you talking about?

You know very well what I'm talking about. Celeste Lekeu told me...

If you thought you could hide a thing like that from me, you're very much mistaken.

No wonder I look sick. - She told you what?

That you hung that German flag on the street door. Do you deny it?

Almost every shop and restaurant in central Brussels has done the same.

Now of course nobody likes doing it.

Our country's surrender shocked me deeply, but I never felt the sense of shame I do now.

You disgust me. - You don't understand what's going on.

You have no idea. You've lost touch with what's going on in the streets.

We're an occupied city.

Reprisals are taken if we fail to obey orders.

What about after the war? What about reprisals then?

We shall all be shot as collaborators.

I'll leave this in case you need it. - Albert, Celeste was full of information this afternoon.

She also told me about an English woman living in Rue Crespelle.

An English woman? Who?

I forget her name, but you could, you could check with Celeste.

Why should I want to do a thing like that?

Because she believes that this woman is hiding an Englishman.

Now my dear I don't want to be unkind about your friend, but she is a terrible gossip.

You might be able to discover whether she's right or not. You could go and see this woman.

Why? It's got nothing to do with me.

I see, you're simply going to ignore Celeste's information.

It has nothing to do with us.

With Mademoiselle Duchamps you mean? - Monique? Why?

I have reason to believe she's working with the resistance.

Perhaps she'll be prepared to listen to Celeste's information.

Is this some sort of new game Andrée?

Why do you hate her so? - I don't hate her.

I found these in the cashbox.

I have one key. Monique Duchamps has the other.

I didn't put them there.

Oh my God, I forgot all about these.

Monique found them downstairs when we closed last night. God knows who brought them in.

She put them in the box for safekeeping. - Albert, you're lying.

Why, they're in an envelope addressed to her.

They were tied together with the band which broke. She simply put them in an old envelope.

I'll take care of them. - Huh?

We don't want to get mixed up in this Andrée.

I mean there are blank ration cards. They are illegal. I'll get rid of them.

Why didn't the stupid woman destroy them in the first place? - It's possible she didn't realize their importance.

Of course she did. She's not a fool. And what about the new girl? Yvonne.

What about Yvonne? Now calm down Andrée?

It's alright. Calm down. I'll get rid of them. It's alright.

Yes, but I like to do it.

Did you know that Ms. Bidout is an English pilot in her apartment?

Continue. - Major Brandt then returned to the woman's apartment.

Returned? Why did you do that? - I left my gloves behind.

Herr Sturnbannfuhrer, it is 5 minutes to 9. - I am aware of that.

If it's really necessary for me to lead my men on this parade, then I must leave at once.

Really necessary? Your enthusiasm overwhelms me Herr Major

I think they could be better employed. - I disagree.

Nothing is more effective than a display of strength to people who are only too eager to take up arms against us.

Yes. Well, in my opinion, all this birthday parade will do is lower their morale still further.

We shan't conquer these people by displays of strength. All we do is increase their hatred of us.

With respect Herr Major, you were wearing your gloves. - You are mistaken. No. - Sir. - No, Sir.

If you had cooperated with us over the arrange... - If I had cooperated?

Yes, you've made quite a blunder, however, one considers it.

It won't enhance your reputation when it appears in my report. - I also make reports.

Not the least of your mistakes was to keep Schuhmacher in a cell for over 6 hours before informing my duty officer.

I arrested him and I interrogated him as I would any other prisoner. - For 6 hours!?

I would have kept him in solitary confinement for six weeks if I felt it necessary.

But I told you I was a German officer. - I did not believe you.

This whole ridiculous charade could have been avoided if you had cooperated with me.

They were political reasons for keeping the details of this operation secret.

I had the English woman's name removed from the internment list several months ago.

That must be obvious to you now. We were waiting for some sort of resistance activity to involve her.

When that failed to materialize, we created our own activity by planting Leutenant Schuhmacher on her.

The results from that might have proved very valuable if you hadn't blundered in.

And what's to become of this woman now? - Oh, she'll be interned. She is no longer of any use.

Schumacher, make a full written report. I shall expect you to do the same please.

As you wish.

Heil Hitler.

Happy Birthday would be more appropriate Leutenant.

Perhaps it would be best to leave this English woman for another 24 hours.

If the resistance are unaware that you've been picked up, they might still try to make contact.

Have the place watched Schumacher and have her followed if she leaves the building.

There is something else Herr Sturmbannfuhrer. - Well?

There was a picture in the English woman's apartment. A framed photograph of her son. - So?

He was not alone in the picture Sir. He was with a German Luftwaffe officer.

Did you speak to the woman about this? - Yes, Sir. She said the photograph had been taken years ago.

That the German officer was her son's best friend, but she did not mention him by name.

What are you getting at Schumacher?

If her son was friendly with a German officer before the war, surely that's to his credit, isn't it?

The officer was Major Brandt,

I think.

You think? - I am almost certain.

To be made to look foolish Leutenant is no excuse for a personal vendetta against a fellow officer.

Major Brandt and myself do not always see eye to eye.

But we've not yet descended to the level of sly innuendo, - Sir, the photograph exists I, I've seen it.

Then why didn't you mention it before? Why didn't you confront Major Brandt with this information a few moments ago?

What else could he do, Sir but deny it? - Naturally, he would deny it Schuhmacherer if the photograph did not exist.

What else would you expect him to do? - But Sir? - There's no time to discuss this now.

If you feel you have sufficient proof to reinforce your suspicions, make sure it appears in your report.

The photograph is proof Sir. - Then bring me the photograph, Schumacher

when you bring me the woman.

Rennert, show Leutenant Schumacher down please.

Who are you? - Madam Bidout?

What do you want? - My name is De Croo. Willy de Croo

I don't know anyone with that name.

You had a visit from a friend of mine last night. He said you had a package you wanted to get rid of. - Oh? Yes.

Are you alone? - Yes.

We'll have to make this quick.

Where is he? - Gone.

What do you mean gone? - Gone last night. They took him.

Who took him? - He was German.

The Germans took him. - No, he was a German. The man who was hiding here was a German.

He was only pretending to be an RAF pilot.

How do you know all this? - Oh, does it matter?

Of course it matters - Please don't shout at me.

Let me get this straight. You found out this man wasn't English, so you informed the German authorities and they took him away last night. Is that it?

Yes, I suppose so. It didn't happen like that. - Well how it did it happen?

Please don't shout. - I'm sorry.

Why didn't they take you away for questioning? - I don't know.

Don't go, don't go please don't go.

Your friend said he would help me. You must help me. I must get away.

I must get away I don't want, I don't want to be interned.

Well go and get your things.

Quickly, quickly.

Yes. Who is it? Yes.

Yes, I understand.

No, there's only one exit from the building.

Yes, I shall leave at once.

Crowds.

Yes, I understand.

The photographs have gone.

Who are you? What are you doing here? - My name is Gerome. Marcelle Gerome.

That uniform?

Yes, you were in my shop. With the English woman,

Have you seen her?

No, I was told to watch for her. I have been waiting for hours.

Gerome? Ah yes, you are the Czech woman.

Yes, but madam Bidout must have left before I was telephoned.

So it seems. You will come with me now please to the Avenue Louise.

No, I shall do no such thing - You will do as I order Madame.

Why?

My superior officer will want to speak with you. - But why? I haven't done anything?

Don't be afraid, Madame Gerome. We do not harm collaborators.

You stay here.

Tell me madame, what are your payments for this work you do for us?

The chance to survive, in a world run by men like you.

Come.

You wanted to see me? - Yes, Major Brandt.

Leutenant Schumacher's been to search madam Bidout's apartment.

Several items were found which he considered interesting.

Ah. You've questioned the woman?

I understand that when she telephoned, she asked you by name. I find that puzzling.

She claimed to have personal knowledge of you.

But did she say she did?

One of the items, which Schumacher found was this photograph. When was it taken?

May I see it? - You knew her son?

May I see the photograph? - How well did you know her son?

Herr Sturmbannfuhrer, of what am I being accused?

I simply want an answer to my question. Did you know madam Bidout's son?

No, I did not.

Has this woman been arrested? - No, not yet.

And the interesting items you spoke of? - All matters for Leutenant Schuhmacher to follow up.

Kessler, uh, what is this all about?

To be frank, I need your advice.

Leutenant Schuhmacher is eager for promotion.

But there are certain areas of his work in which I feel he might be unreliable.

He tends to put emphasis on unimportant things. - Such as the interesting items, hm?

Precisely. What's your opinion of him?

You ask a Luftwaffe officer for a reference. I'm flattered.

I'm also extremely busy. - Yes yes of course. But Leutenant Schuhmacher?

Is unreliable. He must learn to check his facts.

My opinion entirely.

What was the photograph of?

Oh just someone who looked like you.

I've lived alone a long time now and I only talk to people in the market or in church.

I'm not popular here you see.

I knew I could trust Erwin. I knew he wouldn't mistreat the boy.

How do you know this whole thing is not a put up job by the Gestapo?

I don't know, I don't know. - Stop please!

Madame, please.

I think she's harmless.

Anyway, we haven't got much choice have we? - What do you mean?

Whether she's genuine or not, we can't let her out of our sight. We've blown our cover by bringing her here.

Why did you bring her here? - Where else could I take her?

Because she was English? - What is that supposed to mean?

We're supposed to be getting airmen back to England, not old women. What use is she to the war effort? - Yvette!

Have you forgotten just how much guides have to be paid to take someone through occupied territory?

Take it out of what the British supply then.

Please. Please. I have money. I could pay for my journey.

No decision has been made yet. Has it Yvette?

On the contrary,

Yvette? - No.

But she's an old woman... - I know she's an old woman.

Look at her.

I'm sorry madame. We can't help you.

But we do have friends who help Jewish families to escape.

Many of them are elderly.

I think you'll be here for a while and you'll have to change your faith.

Collaborator! Boche-lover!