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- Now then, Jim, see if you can make a bullseye

with your very first shot.

Now, remember, line up your sights, hold your breath,

and squeeze the trigger, gently.

- Stop it, Terry, you silly.

This is serious.

Make him stop, Daddy. - Go away, Terry, go away.

Ah, pretty good, Jim.

Pretty good.

A little bit more to the left.

- Terry, Terry!

Dad.

- What's the news?

- Wonderful.

From now on, it's legal to kill.

All the partridge you want.

- You won't change your mind

and come out with us today, Jim?

Well, I don't mean to shoot, just for the company.

Haven't seen much of you these holidays.

- Sorry, Dad.

Besides, I'm driving Dora up to London.

She's visiting some of her refugee friends.

- Oh, in that case.

- Morning, Jim.

Morning, Dad. - Morning, Roger.

- I see they're packing the guns.

What a wonderful day for partridge.

You don't know what you're missing, old boy.

- Don't I?

- Hello, puddin' head.

- Hello, Daddy.

Morning, granddad. - Good morning, Tommy.

Had your breakfast? - Yes, thanks.

Uncle Jim, will you be long?

- No, why?

- I punched the bag 65 times this morning.

- Well, I'd like to see that,

but what about your holiday task?

- Oh, that.

It's almost finished. - Well, it better be.

Be a nice thing if the other teachers at school

complained to me about my own nephew.

- They won't have to, Uncle Jim.

- All right.

I'll be right up.

- Oh, a telegram for you, Roger.

- Thank you, sir.

- Anything important?

-No, sir, it's from the air ministry.

Just, just routine. - Oh.

Well, I better be off.

Buchanan and the others will be here any minute.

- I won't be long, sir. - Good.

- Good morning, Jim.

- May.

- Good morning, darling. - Morning, dear.

- What, no kiss for the little woman?

Why, certainly.

- Oh, this getting up at the crack of dawn kills me.

Oh my face, my precious face!

- Already put in hours working

on that gorgeous mug of yours.

It can't need a repair job already.

You better get yourself some breakfast

before your guests arrive.

You're only the hostess, my dear.

- I've got it, my dear.

Oh, why did I give up the theater to become a lady?

- Well, your performance still stinks, my pet.

- Please, my pet.

- You don't fool me, either of you kitties.

So your favorite audience is walking out on you.

If you see Dora, tell her I'll be upstairs with Tommy.

- There you are, Annie.

What are you smiling at?

- I was just thinking, Miss Dora,

they talk about the Scottish economy,

but it doesn't compare with German efficiency.

- Austrian Annie.

- Well, in either case, it's been a different house

since you started to manage it.

- It's the least I can do to repay Mrs. Hetherton

for all she's done.

She's treated me like one of the family.

- That's the Bohemian in her.

If you'll excuse me saying so.

Theatrical folks are right warm-hearted.

Don't you worry my dear, you're doing fine.

And who knows?

Maybe before very long you'll have a household

of your own to run.

- You're a scheming old woman,

and I haven't the least idea of what you mean.

- Well, Miss, I hope you have a nice time

in London with Mr. Jim.

♪ Guard up, chin in, straight left we'll always win ♪

♪ Guard up, chin in, a straight left we'll always win ♪

-All right, now in French.

- Uncle Jim, you do believe

that travel broadens the mind, don't you?

- Depends.

I know some minds couldn't be broadened with a poleax.

Why do you ask?

- Well, I was wondering, don't you think it'd be a good idea

if I came up to London with you today?

- Sorry. - But why not?

- Well... - Oh, I know.

Because you've got a crush on Dora.

- Who told you that?

- You don't have to be told, you see, that mushy look.

- You're far too bright.

Anyway, there's your holiday task to finish, here.

- What a life.

- You do have a rotten time of it, don't you?

Look, you get those verbs off by tomorrow,

I'll take you to Brighton for the whole day.

- You will?

- Come along now, let's see how that footwork's going.

Now, watch yourself.

Guard up, chin in.

A straight left, we'll always win.

Good morning, Humpty Dumpty.

- Good morning, Dora.

- I'm sorry, Uncle Jim, I didn't mean to hurt you.

- Tommy, that's all right.

Here, you'd better take this.

- You mean that, Uncle Jim?

Well, you can take care of it

till you get one of your own.

- Well, if the performance is over,

we better be getting along.

- You run along with Dora, Tommy.

I'll join you as soon as I clear up the arena.

- Oh, do you really think there's going to be a war?

- I don't see any way out.

Heaven knows I'm for peace.

No one more so, but it's out of our hands.

Hitler's made up his mind and he can't go back on it.

- Well, hello, Roger.

You know, Freddie Merritt, don't you?

- He's coming out with us, Roger.

See about a gun for him, won't you?

- Of course, sir.

Morning, Dora. - Good morning, Roger.

- Hey young man, your mother's looking for you.

- But I've done it. - Done what?

- Whatever it is she says I haven't.

- Run along, you young monkey.

- Ah, there he is.

Tommy!

- Look, Mommy, what Uncle Jim's given me.

- Nevermind about that.

Let me look behind your ears.

- Oh, Mommy. - Just as I thought.

There's enough dirt there to plant a potato patch.

Go on, off to the bathroom with you.

- What a life.

I thought a chap was supposed to have a little happiness

in the holidays.

- Want me to take care of that?

- No, thank you, Dora.

- Mrs. Merritt, you know Fraulein Bruckmann, don't you?

- How do you do?

- Darling, you look so sweet.

Makes me feel like an old hag.

My face.

How ghastly!

I've lost it.

- It's all right.

She only means her makeup.

- Darling, but I feel terrible without it.

Now I wonder what I did with it.

- Excuse me, the pastries.

- Oh, Mary, my face is on the breakfast room table.

Would you run and get it for me?

- Yes, Ma'am. - Please.

Some of your own cooking?

Kipferl, I must have one. - No, you don't.

I know you, if you try one, you'll want them all.

- Oh, I suppose you're right.

You know that she's the most wonderful cook in the world?

In fact, she's the most wonderful person.

I don't know what I'd ever do without her.

- I feel horribly guilty running off like this.

- Darling, you deserve a holiday.

And see that you make the most of it.

- You try this one, sir. - Oh, thanks.

May I? - Oh, go ahead.

- Hmm, good. - Splendid.

- Good morning, my dear. - Good morning.

Good morning, Sir Leslie.

- This is Mr. Merritt, Fraulein Bruckmann.

- How do you do? - My son, Jim, sir.

- Your father's been kind enough to fix me up with a gun.

Nice bit of work, huh? - Quite fetching.

You'll excuse us, won't you?

I'm taking Dora up to London.

- Aren't you joining us in the sports today?

- I'm afraid not.

I prefer my sports to be a little less one-sided.

- I don't follow.

- Now, if it were the birds that had the guns.

- Huh?

I don't get it.

Does he mean he doesn't approve of shooting partridges?

- Or anything else.

- But I say, I mean, it's ridiculous, huh?

- My son doesn't approve of killing.

- Scott, I mean, of course it's none of my business.

But what about it if there's a war?

- Well, that's entirely different.

War is not a personal matter.

If it comes, and I hope it won't, Jim will know what to do.

- Oh, yes, well, yes, rather.

- Should we make a start?

- Yeah. - Yes.

- What is it? - I was trying to remember.

Did I ever tell you the story of the nephew

and the great uncle who died?

-No, but it sounds very sad.

- Only the beginning, the end is wonderful.

- Yes?

- Well, you see the great uncle lived in little cottage

on the top of a hill.

When he died, he left the cottage to the nephew.

- On condition that he never marry.

- Ngh-ngh.

On condition that I spend my honeymoon there.

- Hmm, that's original.

Then what?

- Well, then of course I started out in search of a wife.

I searched high and low. - Far and wide.

- And with no success,

until one day, there sitting opposite me

in my own house was the most wonderful girl in the world.

Young, beautiful.

-And penniless.

- Yes, but that doesn't matter because I've just been

made assistant headmaster with an increase in salary.

So I bought this marriage license.

It's a special one, good anytime.

- Oh, Jim, you are a darling.

- Does that mean yes?

- I'm an Austrian, but in the eyes of your country,

I count as a German.

And if war broke out, I'd be an enemy alien.

-Well, if you marry me, you'll be British.

- Let's leave things the way they are for now.

- Until when?

- Until we're sure nothing's going to happen.

Now, don't buy out all the bookshops.

There's my bus.

I'll meet you here at 6:30.

Goodbye. - Bye.

- Are you one of Mrs. Muller's pupils?

- Course I'm a pupil.

What do you take me for, the insurance man?

- Come in, lieb kind, come in.

We were waiting for you.

No, no, no, in here.

I must finish with my other pupils first.

You must practice a little by yourself today.

Begin with your scales.

Heil, heil, heil, heil!

- Sieg Heil.

For the sake of all that we ourselves

hold dear and of the world's order and peace,

it is unthinkable that we should

refuse to meet the challenge.

The task will be hard.

There may be dark days ahead

and war that can no longer be confined to the battlefield,

but we can only do in the light as we see the light

and reverently commit our cause to God.

If one and all we keep resolutely faithful to it,

ready for whatever service or sacrifice it may demand,

then with God's help, we shall prevail.

And may He bless and keep us all.

- God save the king.

- Well, I've gotta have a drink after that.

- About once a year you have a bright idea.

Give me a whiskey and don't drown

it with soda or I'll murder you.

- How about you, Dad? - No, thank you.

- Sir Leslie?

- Make mine a stiff one, my boy.

I need fortifying.

It's gonna be a long and terrible business.

- Yes, I must get up to the War Office right away.

They're bound to need all the experienced men they can get.

- I know what I shall do.

- Uh-oh, sniffing the grease paint again.

- Well, somebody has to entertain the troops, don't they?

- As if war weren't horrible enough without that.

- Oh, you pig!

- Well, what about me? - Oh, you'll be all right.

Dora can manage here very easily on her own.

- I don't want to spoil your plans,

but you better not count on me.

I'm an enemy alien now.

- Oh, don't be ridiculous.

You're part of the family or practically.

Isn't she, Jim?

- Oh, May, this is no time to talk about such things.

- Oh, don't be fantastic.

Anytime's the time to talk about such things.

- Will you kindly shut that beautiful trap of yours

and stop embarrassing people?

- Oh.

- By the way, Jim, how do you like the prospect

of forming fours on the barrack square?

- I don't like it at all, and I'm not going to do it.

- Oh, come off it, old boy.

This isn't an Oxford Union debate, this is the real thing.

You're going to be called up along with all the rest of 'em.

Might as well go of your own accord.

Looks better.

- Those who want to fight can.

I won't. - You're not serious.

- Of course, I'm serious.

You all know how I feel, this is nothing new.

I hate war, and I can have no part in it.

- But we all hate war, Jim.

It's just that there are some things we hate even more.

Things we can't go on living with.

Things like, well, you heard just now.

- You all despise me, don't you?

- Don't talk rot.

We don't despise you.

We're just, just trying to understand, that's all.

- Of course, I'm sorry.

You've always been considerate, all of you.

Mainly because you thought it was just a lot

of undergraduate nonsense, something I'd grow out of.

Well, it wasn't.

I haven't changed and I won't.

They can do what they like about it.

Put me in prison, go to any extremes, but I won't kill!

And I won't help others to kill.

- No one's going to put you up against a wall and shoot you,

my dear boy.

You'll have to go before the local tribunal

and state your reasons for refusing military service.

If they're accepted, you'll be given a chance

to work at some non-military activity.

- That I'm quite willing to do.

Dad, I'm sorry.

- I'm afraid you're in for rather a rough time, Jim.

- Oh darling, don't take it so hard.

He ought to be-- - No, please, May, please.

It's going to be hard enough for him as it is.

We mustn't make it harder.

- What are we expected to do, treat him as a hero?

- You're expected to treat him as my son.

The laws of England give him the right to do

what he feels is his duty.

If those are his beliefs, he must stand by them.

Whatever the consequences.

But no one in this house shall speak one word against him

or do or say anything that'll hurt him.

Is that understood?

- Mr. Jackson, you are a man of considerable property.

Now, supposing the Nazis were to come

storming into your house

and trying to take it away from you, what would you do?

- I should offer no resistance.

- What, do you mean to say you would

calmly hand your property over to the enemy?

- Certainly, sir.

- Amazing, huh?

Well, as you're feeling so generous,

why not hand over your property to one of your neighbors?

I know several of 'em who could make good use of it.

Charity begins at home, you know.

- Do you submit, Mr. Jackson, that you would only,

shall we say, part with your pocketbook

at the point of a gun?

- You're trying to trick me into saying things

I don't mean.

- No one's trying to trick anybody here, Mr. Jackson.

We're just attempting to get at the truth.

Any more questions?

The verdict of this tribunal is that your application

for exemption be refused,

and that you'll be drafted into the armed forces at once.

Next case.

- James Hetherton.

- I take it we've all read the applicant's statement.

Well then, will you.

- May I first congratulate you on the scholarly manner

in which you prepared your appeal?

Thank you, sir.

- You'll realize, of course, what will happen to you

if you tried to air these notions in a Nazi court?

- I have a pretty good idea, sir.

- And you'll agree that only in a democracy

would you be given such an opportunity.

- Yes, of course.

- Then isn't your refusal to fight

for the preservation of this democracy a very poor payment

for the privilege?

- There's only one way you can pay for a privilege, sir.

That's by exercising it.

Otherwise, every law becomes a dead letter.

There'd be no democracy.

- Do you seriously mean that if the Nazis tried

to murder members of your family,

you would stand by with folded hands?

- Of course not, sir.

I'd do everything I could to save them.

-But everything doesn't include killing Nazis, I take it.

- I hope not, sir.

- How long have you held this conviction against killing?

-As long as I can remember.

- And now it's against your principles

to fight for your country?

- Ultimately, if it involves killing.

Oh, I have the deepest respect for the heroism of war,

for the self-sacrifice and the getting together

in a common purpose.

But I believe that unless we come to the point

where we find some other stimulus than war for this feeling

of togetherness, we shall destroy the world

in trying to save it.

- Jim, my boy, I want to say something very personal to you.

You are a young man with an unusually

brilliant gift for teaching.

You have a splendid career ahead of you.

You love your profession and you have the opportunity

to do invaluable work in the years to come.

Are you prepared to throw away that opportunity?

- What kind of a teacher would I be, sir,

if I didn't live up to what I believe in?

- The decision of this tribunal is that the applicant

be exempted from military service on condition

that he find employment at once

at farm labor within 10 miles of this town.

You understand off course this must be somewhere

other than on your father's estate.

- Yes sir, thank you.

- Next case. - Havitt Foster.

- Yes sir, what can I do for you?

- I came to see if you could give me a job on your farm.

- You don't look like a farm hand, what's wrong?

- This will explain.

- I see.

- I thought possibly you might be Shorthanded.

- I'm Shorthanded right enough.

My girl's in munitions, my two sons are in the Navy,

but I'll manage somehow.

Thanks all the same.

- I'm looking for a job.

Here, you'll want to see this first.

They all do.

Pack it up there, Sam, pack it up there!

-All right, all right!

- Farmer Searle, isn't it? - That's right, yes.

- My name's Jim Hetherton.

I'm looking for a job, I...

- You can save your breath, I heard all about you.

Sam, pack it up a little more there!

- Get back, back up!

Get back!

You lazy, good-for-nothing!

- See here, do you need to use that whip?

- You mind your own business!

- Why, what you doing down there, Sam?

I thought you fancied yourself as a bit of a fighter?

- Never you mind about that.

I've had enough of your stinkin' farm!

You send me me wages, or I'll have the law on you, see?

- I'm sorry.

- Well, don't spoil it by apologizing.

Let's see if you're as good at working

as you are at fighting.

- You're right, Saunders.

I feel 20 years younger myself already.

In spirit anyway.

- We never thought we'd be getting our soldiering

in the Home Guard, did we sir?

- No, but maybe it's all for the best.

At any rate, we'll be ready for Jerry now when he comes, hm?

- You're right, sir.

Let him come, I say.

I ain't afraid of him with his Luftywaffies

and his paratoopies!

By the way, sir.

Know that thing we were practicing last night

where you get the Jerry round the neck and.

- No, no, no, my dear fellow, you got it wrong, here.

You catch hold of me.

Come on, come on.

No, no, no, not that way, here.

This is, it's this one, this way.

There we are.

Here, do you have to be, to be so realistic?

- Well, which is the Nazi and which is the Home Guard?

- Well, something went a little wrong somewhere.

- Mm-hmm.

- Remind me to go into that at our next parade, Saunders.

- Yes, sir. - Well, all ready, my dear?

-All ready, General.

- Let's see, the London train goes at 9:10.

I'm driving you to the station, Saunders is busy.

- Here, let me help you. - Ah, thank you, my dear.

What train are you getting back?

- The 4:30 as usual.

- Oh, then I'll be at the station at six.

- Thank you, General.

You're very sweet.

I wouldn't bother you but my poor friends

so look forward to seeing me.

I'd hate to disappoint them. - Of course, of course.

- A letter from Mommy. - Oh, thank you.

- No, it's for you, Dora. - Oh, beg your pardon.

- Oh Tommy, you didn't make your bed this morning.

- Oh, I don't mind sleeping in it unmade.

- None of this, young man.

We may be at war, but we're going

to stay civilized as long as we can.

-All right, grandfather.

I'll go up and make it straight away.

- Somewhere on the East Coast, May 12th, 1940.

"Dear Dora and family, just a hasty note to let you know

"the tour has been extended for another two months."

Oh.

"I'm sick as a dog about it, but this is no time to grumble.

"Isn't it wonderful about Roger's promotion?

"Can't get a word out of him about the new job, though.

"Seems to be entirely hush-hush."

- I know, least ways I can guess.

- But keep it to yourself, my boy.

- "How is the boy?

"Give him a whopping big kiss for me and tell him not

"to forget the potato patch behind the ears.

"Love to all, May.

"P.S., just heard we're going to Scotland."

- Scotland!

- "Must get down to see you somehow before I go."

- That's miles and miles away.

- Perhaps the war will be over soon,

and then she'll be with you all the time.

- Do you think so? - You never know.

- You ought to be going.

I'll get the car.

- Now, you be a good boy while I'm away.

What are you going to do with yourself this afternoon?

- I'm going over to Farmer Searle's to help Uncle Jim.

- Nevermind that, stay here and help Sanders.

- Hello Tommy, how did you know I was here?

- Farmer Searle told me.

Why did you give up your roommate, Mrs. Parkins?

- Well, if you must know, Tommy, they asked me to.

- Oh. - So I moved in here.

It belongs to me, you know.

- A bit dusty, isn't it?

- I was just trying to do something about that.

- I'll help!

Oh, your letter, that's why I came.

- Thank you.

Well, how's Dora? - Oh, she's all right.

She's been a bit bossy since Mummy went away.

But women are always like that I suppose.

- If they aren't, you miss it.

- I shouldn't.

Who, who sent it?

- It never says.

- I wish I could catch one of them.

I'd, I'd... - Easy, Tommy.

- But you're not a coward.

I don't care what anybody says.

I know you're not.

And you, you, you are on our side, aren't you?

- Of course, I am.

If anybody says I'm not, you sock him for me, will you?

- Oh, I have, lots of times.

- Yeah.

Well, use your shirt tail.

- From what you have told us, you are pretty certain

that the airfield must be somewhere inside this ring.

At the entrance, probably in one of these hills.

- Not much of a target.

- All our planes need are their bearings.

Will you give me a knife please?

Thank you.

Where is the Hetherton house here?

Oh.

Due North.

Let's call it six and three-quarter miles.

And light from the house would give an angle of, yes.

Yes, it checks.

You think you will be able to handle your end?

- Why not? - Good girl.

Be ready tonight about 12.

If there's any change, I will telephone you, usual code.

Understood? - Pefiectly.

- Soon it will be time to celebrate.

And that should be very pleasant.

- I must get my train.

If I were late, they'd worry about me.

-And we shouldn't like to worry them, should we?

- Auf wiedersehen.

- Goodbye.

- Here we are, sir.

- Are you sure?

- They're signaling us for a landing now, sir.

- Group Captain Adderly's plane coming in.

Group Captain Adderly's plane coming in.

Group Captain Adderly's plane coming in.

- We've got 10 of these hangars, room for 25 planes in each.

And we're nearly up to full strength.

- Looks perfect from the air.

Like a picture postcard of rural England.

- Make yourself comfortable. - Thanks.

- Well, what were you doing snooping around here today?

- Oh, just routine.

- The intelligence that covers everything from shooting

saboteurs to checking the officer's mess accounts,

which is it this time?

- Saboteurs, possibly.

Especially in this vicinity.

- In that case, the best thing to do

would be move everybody out of the district.

- Well, that's not feasible.

Farms have got to be worked.

We have to start by evacuating the aliens.

- Most of 'em have good cause to hate Hitler.

- Well, the more reason why they should cooperate.

In case there's even one who has some funny ideas.

I wrote this list.

- When's the order go into effect?

- Almost any day now.

- Pray, this hits me personally.

- Yes, I know.

Please believe me, we have nothing against Dora Bruckmann.

It's, it's just that we know so very little about her.

- My wife ran across her on a holiday in Switzerland.

She got out of Austria a jump ahead of Hitler.

Her father wasn't so lucky.

He died in a concentration camp.

- Yes, that's the way it came to us.

Unfortunately, we haven't been able to find

any other refugee who escaped from her village.

Of course, that doesn't make her guilty.

- That's a word I never thought of in connection with Dora.

- By George, it's past eight.

- Won't you stay for coffee?

- No, thank you, no.

Got to be at the drill hall at 8:30.

Just make it.

- You haven't eaten your cake.

- I'm not hungry.

- That doesn't speak very well for my cooking.

- That's yours, well, that, that makes it different.

It's good.

- Daddy, Daddy, have you heard the news?

- Tommy, don't come running in like that.

- I'm sorry.

- Come over here, old boy.

Well, what is it? - The Dutch have given up.

- Poor devils, they never stood a chance.

If only they'd come in with us at the beginning.

- Do you think that would've made any difference?

- Of course, don't you?

- I suppose so, but I've seen the German Panzers.

I know what they can do. - Excuse me, Ms. Dora.

You're wanted on the telephone, trunk call.

-All right, Annie.

Excuse me.

- You don't think the Germans could win, do you, Daddy?

- Yes, I think they could.

But they won't.

Come along, puddin' head.

- Hello, who is it, who?

Where are you speaking from?

In the blackout, are you crazy?

All right.

- Goodnight, Tommy. - Goodnight, Daddy.

- I still think it's too risky.

All right, I understand.

Yes, good luck.

- I hope you didn't have any trouble with your connection.

- No, not at all.

- The reason I ask, we've been having some difficulty

with trunk calls today.

- Oh, I heard perfectly well.

Are you going to be at the airfield all night?

-Why?

- It was May on the telephone.

She's diving down, won't be here till late.

- Oh, why don't you let me speak to her?

- She thought you might try to stop her

from driving down in the blackout.

- I would too, the crazy loon.

Will you walk with me to the car?

Gosh, I'll be glad to see her.

I suppose you've been wondering

what's been the matter with me this evening?

- To be honest, Roger, I have.

- Well, I didn't want to tell you tonight,

but they're moving all the aliens out of the district.

- When?

- Almost immediately.

- I suppose I must be grateful even for small mercies.

- What do you mean?

- Might have been today or a month ago.

At least I shall have been able

to do something for my friends.

- Already have.

And I can't tell you how grateful we all are to you.

- Tell me in the morning.

-Air raid!

It's an air raid, it's an air raid!

- Darling, don't get excited.

- Mommy, how did you get here?

- I drove down by car, and it's a good thing I did.

- Hello, Dad. - Hello, May.

You've got to get everybody down to the cellar.

Now, you see where Saunders is.

I'll look after the cook and her little girl.

-All right, Darling, you tell Dora.

- Yes, Mummy.

Dora!

Dora, Dora!

- We'll all go down to the cellar.

Come on.

- Come on now, don't get nervous.

- Give me my doll!

- Willy, give Evie her doll.

Tommy, come back here!

- Dora, what were those lights?

- Tommy, get back in the house before you get hurt.

- Tommy!

Tom.

Dora.

- There was a light on in the garage.

- How on earth did that happen?

- It was your car, May.

You must have left them on when you came in tonight.

I ran down to turn them off.

- Mother.

- What an awful thing for me to do.

For heaven's sake, don't tell Roger.

You too, darling.

- You hear that?

Two Desynchronized Motors.

They must be the Nazis.

Daddy told me that's the way they signaled each other.

- Come on, they're right overhead.

Let's get in the house.

- It's upstairs. - What, Mommy?

- My face.

Dora, take care of him. - Come along, Tommy.

- Oh, here's Saunders.

Let's get this over there for the jewel room.

- Yes, sir.

- Oh, Dora.

Sit down there will you, my dear.

- Thank you, General. - Tommy, where's your mother?

- She'll be down in a minute.

- Oh good.

Mama, mama!

Mama, I'm scared.

- Evie, what are crying for?

- It's Willy.

He keeps saying I'm a Nazi.

And he's going to cutout my gizzard!

- She's a Nazi, she's a paratrooper!

- For goodness sake, what's the matter?

Evie, Evie, be quiet.

Will you shut up, boy!

Now look, hold this.

Willy, for goodness sake, shut up!

Evie, look, look, look, look, look, look, look.

Look, darling, look.

Is this funny or not, look, look, look.

Do me!

- Why, Evie, don't be so pushy.

- Oh, come on, Annie, let me do her, eh?

- Oh, all right. - All right, here we go.

Oh!

Wait a minute now.

- Oh, you look wonderful. - Here.

- There! - Hear, dear.

- Cool!

- Do me, me too. - Oh, a pleasure.

I've got just the character for you!

Here, hold this.

Here, turn around here.

- What is your?

- Walk up, ladies and gentlemen,

and see the finest show on Hampstead Heath.

Get off the little boy, you bother me.

Here he is, the boy wonder!

The paper hanger will now say a few words and hang himself.

- Saunders turn on the player!

That'll stop her.

- Listen Evie, roll out the barrel!

♪ Roll out the barrel of fun, fun, fun ♪

♪ Oh, roll, roll out the barrel ♪

♪ We've got the blues on the run, run, run, run ♪

♪ Zing, boom, the river ♪

♪ Ring out a song of good cheer ♪

♪ Why not, the time to roll out the barrel ♪

♪ For the gang's all here ♪

♪ And evey time they hear that oompa-ba ♪

♪ Tra-La, la, la ♪

♪ And all the couples form a ring ♪

♪ From miles around you'll hear them sing ♪

♪ Altogether ♪

♪ Roll out the barrel ♪

♪ Roll out the barrel of fun ♪

Hello?

Roger!

Oh darling!

- Hey, careful.

When did you get in?

Now you would choose a night like this to come home.

Any damage up at the house? - Not a thing.

Everyone's safe and sound in bed.

How about you?

Did they hit the airfield?

They didn't, oh, that's wonderful.

Darling, hurry over as soon as you can in the morning

'cause I have to leave before lunch, mm-hmm.

Goodnight, darling.

God bless.

- Jim!

- Is everything all right? - Of course.

Wait a moment, I'll be right down.

- I had to come over. - You're so sweet.

- I was worried.

- I can't sleep.

Let's go for a drive.

We can see the sunrise.

- I'll steal the station wagon.

- Yes, Tommy, we were up there after them all right.

- Do you think they were trying to bomb the,

you know what, Daddy?

- I shouldn't wonder, but they certainly missed it by miles.

- Ready young fella, my lad? - Yes, Granddad.

I've got to go, Mommy, Granddad's driving me down

to the listening station.

I'm on duty at 12.

- You are, darling, well run along.

- Goodbye, Mommy. - Goodbye, darling.

- Goodbye, Daddy. - Bye.

- Goodbye, Dad. - Goodbye, Roger.

- Bye, sir.

- I better be getting a move on myself.

My train leaves London at 2:30.

How Dora had the energy to get up

and go marketin', I can't imagine.

Say goodbye to her for me.

Roger, you will do all you can about Dora, won't you?

- Well, I'll try.

Sir Leslie's the right man to see, of course.

With his influence, he might be able to do something.

I doubt it, especially after last night.

- I can't bear to think of poor Dora in an internment camp.

That was the dickens of a way to come,

for 15 minutes of your company.

- So you were bored, eh? - To distraction, darling.

But I warn you, if you get yourself killed,

I'll never speak to you again.

- Oh, that's a very tempting offer.

I'll think it over. - Why you heartless brute.

- You nagging witch.

- I, I, I, I've gotta go.

You know, the show must go on.

Happy landing, Stinky.

Keep him safe, keep him safe.

- I didn't know you were back.

May's just gone and I, what's the idea?

Surely you're not leaving. - Oh, yes.

- But good heavens, you don't have to go yet.

Not until the order's made official anyhow.

- You mean the alien order?

That doesn't apply to me at all.

- Why not?

- I'm a subject of Great Britain.

Jim and I were married this morning.

Well, aren't you going to congratulate me?

- Of course, I hope you'll be very happy.

- Thank you, Roger.

We'll see you in the morning.

- I moved my stuff to the bottom drawers.

Will the two top ones be enough for you for the time?

- Yes, I'm sure they will.

- This marriage of ours isn't strictly according to Hoyle.

- How do you mean?

- Well, it seems to me there should be more romance

in helping your bride stow her things in your own dresser.

- I can't help it if you've seen my best underwear

in the same clothes line with yours week after week.

- Marrying an old pal isn't exactly mysterious.

- Now all you can think of is that I'm going

to hog more than my share of the space.

- Don't tell me.

- No use trying to fool you.

- That's right.

I know how you look after you wash your hair,

how grumpy you can be before breakfast,

and how I love knowing things like that about you.

- There's something else you don't know.

- You have 12 toes.

- No.

If I hadn't married you today, they'd have moved me out

tomorrow along with all the other aliens.

- Yes.

- Or would you rather they had?

- Hey, Jim!

Well, you're a fine so-and-so

springing a surprise marriage on us.

Why didn't you let anyone know?

- Well, I'd had the license for such a time,

at the moment she said yes, I thought I'd better rush her

to the nearest registrar's office.

What's the matter?

- Look Jim, I'm very fond of Dora,

but after all, she is an alien or rather was.

- Oh, it's about that order

of removing the aliens from the district.

- Do you mean she told you? - Of course, she told me.

- Before you were married?

I have to ask that, Jim.

- What difference does it make?

Dora wouldn't marry me before because she thought

it would make things more difficult for me.

- Okay, Jim.

After May gets back from her camp tour,

we'll get together, the four of us.

We'll open a bottle of, let's let Dora name it, shall we?

So long, old boy.

- How soon? - The 15th.

- That's five days from now.

- Yes, the attack will be made at dusk about nine o'clock.

And this time there must be no mistake,

no signals discovered too soon.

- You don't have to remind me of that.

It will be quite different this time, I assure you.

- Good. - France has surrendered.

England is practically at our mercy.

But a few stubborn idiots can be very obstinate.

So now we must contact those peace-loving Englishmen

who will be useful to us.

- Sir Leslie Buchanan, for example.

He was quite influential in peace circles before the war.

I shall like to arrange a meeting.

- I can do that easily. - No, no, not you.

You got a job, and there mustn't be a breath

of suspicion against you.

No, but your husband.

- Do you think that's safe? - Why not?

He's a champion of peace, is he not?

And if there were any trouble, it would be very simple

matter to blame him for the whole business.

He will receive a letter from me tomorrow.

All you have to do is to make sure that he reads it.

- He'll read it.

There's a letter for you from London.

- Is it a bill or a seed catalog?

Dora, this is about a committee for the education

of refugee children.

To teach them, it says, "The real nature of this war

"and to prepare them for the peace to follow.

"It was felt that your scholastic record

"particularly qualifies you to take charge.

"I shall be happy to discuss the matter with you in London

"at your earliest convenience.

"Sincerely, K van der Bruegel."

- Hmm, that sounds interesting.

- Yes, I must see him.

It's a chance to do something.

Van der Bruegel, Dutch, I suppose.

- I am glad you liked the idea.

- I haven't been so enthusiastic about anything since,

well, since the day I got married.

- Oh, you're married? - Yes.

As a matter of fact, my wife's an Austrian or was.

- A refugee? - Yes.

- Another reason why you should be interested

in our cause. - Yes.

Well. - Don't go yet.

Here comes the tea.

- Good afternoon, sir.

Here's your cup of, it'll do you both good

after all that chin waggin'.

- Well, I shouldn't stay, but it looks too good to refuse.

- Oh, don't stinge yourself, sir.

There's plenty more where they come from.

Is there anything else I can get you, sir?

- No, thank you. Mrs. Harris.

Next door Madam, the London Cockney.

They seem to have no conception

of the fate hanging over them.

- I don't follow.

- Surely you realize what will happen to London

unless reason prevails.

- Yes, but I hardly believe England will sue for peace.

- What alternative has she, unfortunately.

Accept to be blasted out of existence.

- She can keep on fighting.

I believe she will. - I'm not so sure.

As a humanitarian, I hate killing as much as you do.

But as a continental, I hear things.

- How do you mean?

- Well, for example, there's a persistent rumor going around

that Germany intends to send a very important official

to England, unofficially.

- With an offer of peace?

Well, that's the rumor.

And then when he lands here, according to the story,

this German is going to contact those

who might bring pressure on the government.

- Does the rumor give any idea of the terms?

- Oh yes, they'll be very generous.

And offer England protection against the Eastern menace.

- I see.

Do you think anyone in England will listen to this?

- Well, that's just the point.

Mr. Hetherton, I understand that you are a close friend

of one of the most prominent peace advocates before the war.

Sir Leslie Buchanan.

- Oh, you'd like me to arrange a meeting

between Sir Leslie and this German official.

- Precisely.

- Oh, that's interesting.

Thanks for the tea.

I'll think it over.

- Paper, sir, midday edition.

Get your paper.

Here you are, get your paper.

Paper, sir.

Midday edition, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Here you are, get your paper.

But Hitler has not yet been withstood

by a great nation with a willpower the equal of his own.

Many of these countries have been poisoned by intrigue

before they were struck down by violence.

They have been rocked from within

before they were smitten from without.

How else can you explain what has happened to France,

to the French Army, to the French people,

to the leaders of the French people?

This is no war of Chieftains or of princes,

of dynasties or national ambitions.

It is a war of people and of causes.

There are vast numbers, not only in this island,

but in every land who will render faithful service

in this war, but whose names will never be known,

whose deeds will never be recorded.

This is a war of the unknown warriors.

But let all strive without failing in faith or in duty,

and the dark curse of Hitler will be lifted from our age.

- Magnificent, splendid.

The Prime Minister,

the Right Honorable Winston Churchill,

has just broadcast to listeners at home and overseas.

- Did you miss the speech?

Have you had dinner? - Yes, thanks.

Hello, everyone. - Hello, Jim.

Hear you've been up in town.

How did you get on, was it something good?

- Well, I'm not sure yet.

I want to think it over.

You'll forgive us if we run along.

I have to get up pretty early.

- I'll drop you, my boy.

Don't like being out late myself these days.

- When you get home, don't leave the headlights on

like I did that night.

It's a good thing Dora discovered them and turned them off.

- What's that? - You didn't tell him?

Well, now you see there's loyalty for you.

And don't you tell Roger or he'll have me court martialed.

- So he should.

Not sure I oughtn't to report you myself.

- Sorry you didn't get back earlier, Jim.

You've missed something very fine.

- The Prime Minister? - Yes.

No matter what you may feel about war, Jim,

I think you'd have been proud to be his fellow countryman.

- Yes, of course, but you weren't always

so enthusiastic about him, especially around Munich time.

- That's true, and nobody realizes our mistake

more clearly than we who opposed him.

- Forgive me, but is the reformation so complete?

An attractive offer of negotiated peace, for instance,

mightn't that shake the old guards' loyalty

to Mr. Churchill?

- No, we've learned our lesson.

There can be no negotiated peace.

Only final and irrevocable victory.

- Darling, you haven't told us about your visit

to the Dutchman, what was his name?

Van der...

- Van der Bruegel.

Well, that's a long stow.

- Was his proposition as interesting as we thought?

- Moreso, but, well, I want to think about it.

- What's the matter?

- I couldn't sleep.

- What's worrying you?

- It's that fellow Van der Bruegel.

I don't know, but he talks more like a German agent

than a refugee.

- What makes you say that?

- Well, just as I was going, he started talking about

England's being beaten and Germany willing to make peace.

He suggested I talk to Sir Leslie about it.

- But peace is what you've always wanted, isn't it?

- Not the sort Czechoslovakia got, or France or Poland.

- You are not changing, are you?

- No, but I certainly don't want to see my country enslaved.

- Would you rather see it destroyed?

Would you like to see London blown off the map?

- That's almost exactly what he said.

- Well, that's what anyone would say who loved peace.

You mustn't suspect the man of being a spy, darling,

just because he wants the very things

that you've been fighting for.

- It would be terrible, wouldn't it?

If the things I believed in were turned

against the people I love most.

I should have told Sir Leslie about the whole thing tonight.

- Perhaps it'll seem different in the morning.

If not, then you can talk to him.

You'll be seeing him over the weekend.

- Yes.

It's funny, I never thought you could feel the way

you've just been talking.

- I'm your wife, and I can be persuaded.

- The question is, am I converting you or...

You're very sweet, aren't you?

How's it going?

- Well, it's fixed, there it is.

- Thanks awfully, sir.

It's only decent of you.

Lucky I was passing when it broke, wasn't it?

Yes.

- Goodbye. - Tommy.

You might drop this off at Sir Leslie's on your way.

-All right, Uncle Jim, goodbye.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Hello?

Dora?

Why are you calling me?

- I'm afraid my husband is getting suspicious.

We'd better settle the business tonight.

Good, I'm ready, goodbye.

- War Office?

Connect me with military intelligence, please.

Yes, MI-5.

- Sorry to keep you waiting, Jim,

but these reports have to be in by the morning.

- That's all right, My wife knows I'll be late.

- Uncle Jim, Dora!

- Tommy, what are you doing here?

- I came over with a message from Sir Leslie.

About the letter. - What letter?

- The one Uncle Jim told me to give him.

- What are you looking at?

- It's, it's my knee, fell off my bike.

- You better let me put a dressing on it.

- No, no, it's all right. - Don't be silly.

You don't want to get it infected, do you?

Come along, I have some bandages in my room upstairs.

- Well, have it reconditioned immediately.

Well, hello, Adderly.

What do you want?

Dora, well, what about her? - She's a Nazi agent.

We've just rounded up the key members of a nice little ring.

A so-called Dutchman, fellow named Van der Bruegel.

And a woman named Muller, music teacher.

- Are you absolutely sure?

I mean, about Dora? - Quite.

Her job's to give Jerry his bearings on the airfield

next time he comes over.

Don't wait for us, pull her in right away.

Yes, full authority.

Oh, about that father of hers.

He died in a concentration camp, all right.

She put him there. - Right.

Enemy aircraft approaching.

Enemy aircraft approaching, stations.

- Let me out!

Open the door, Dora!

Let me out, do you hear?

I know what you're going to do, I saw you out there!

Let me out, let me out!

- My wife's all alone at the cottage.

I think I should be there.

Did you finish those reports?

- Why, of course, Jim, you go ahead.

Be careful, mind!

Tommy!

Tommy!

Are you hurt? - I don't think so.

Uncle Jim, Dora-- - Easy now.

Here, try to stand up.

- Jim, Jim, I followed you here.

What happened? - It's Tommy.

Half the shack fell on him.

- No, no, I'm all right, but Uncle Jim--

- Knocked the wind out of you though.

- Dora signaled them, I saw her.

- What, Tommy?

- She set fire to the hay rig.

I saw her getting it ready, so she locked me in the bedroom.

So I had to climb out of the window.

Uncle Jim, it's still burning.

- You better stay here under cover.

-Jim.

Jim, are you all right?

I was worried about you.

- Stop lying.

Tommy saw you.

- All right, what difference does it make to you?

You're a pacifist and this is war.

Why don't you be sensible?

England's beaten, but now we'll need men like you

to help remold it, then we could be happy, Jim.

I've always hated you.

You hear that?

That's your precious airfield.

And I led them to it.

They've blown it to pieces like they will

the rest of your little island.

They'll come again and again.

Not only here, but all over the world.

And I'll be helping to show them the way.

Look at me, it's the last look you'll ever get.

- Where is she?

- She's dead.

I killed her.