All language subtitles for Secret Army S2E12 - Prisoner of War

Attention, attention, take off.

Navigator to pilot, alter course 289 degrees.

Pilot to navigator, altering course 289 degrees.

Should be crossing the coast in a couple of minutes

Goodo. Then to bacon and eggs, eh?

Good God, what was that?

Night fighter. I think I hit him as he turned away.

The starboard engine has gone. I'm going to have to feather.

Everyone okay?
- Rear gunner, okay Skipper.

Radio operator, okay.

Where the hell did that fighter come from?

It must have come from below us.
there was nothing on radar

Navigator. The starboard engine is on fire.

Wireless operator, clamp down the key.

Wireless operator, key clamped down.

That fire is spreading. Pilot to crew. We are going to have to bail out.

Pilot to crew. Put on parachutes.

Pilot to crew. Bail out.

Come on, Mike, before the plane blows up.

Rear gunner bailing out.
- Radio operator bailing out.

Navigator bailing out.

525. Correct? Correct.

You're getting very expensive, Bertrand.
- It's getting more difficult. Every animal has to be accounted for,

and nowadays the Germans are checking more carefully. - That's a good sign. - Good?

Food must be more difficult for them to get.
- Can't fight a war without food.

Hasn't come to that yet.
- Then we must do all we can to help it.

Well, I try my best.
- Yes, Bertrand, you are a true patriot.

Well, I just want to get some compensation for the inconvenience caused by the occupation.

I don't suppose you make a lot when you dispose of what I bring you. - I do what I can.

You must have some very good outlets.

I know, I should not ask.
- Well then, don't.

How are you going to account for that pig? - Oh well, he was washed away when the river flooded last week.

Tragic. Such a terrible loss in these hard times.

Sounds like there's been a big raid. Poor things.

Yeah, some of those fliers are only kids.
- No, I meant the ones they bombed.

But it's no different to the old days. Besiege a city, you starve all the inhabitants, not just the soldiers.

Sounds as though he's in trouble.

Seems to be going over your place.
- Yeah. Any sign of fire?

Goodbye, Estelle.

Thanks for the liver.

Alain.

Keep a good look on the way Bertrand.

Monsieur Foiret...
- Herr Major?

This is an excellent cognac.
- I keep it for a very few special customers.

It's delightful. Could you perhaps?
- Yes, of course.

Natalie. Another special cognac for Major Brandt.

Will you accept this one on the Candide?
- Very nice. Thank you.

You're a very good customer, Herr Major.

I was very sorry to hear of your grief.

Fortunes of war. - That does not make it any easier to bear.

Would you perhaps join me?

You will excuse me, but I have some clearing up to do.

Perhaps Monique...

That would be charming.

Would you care to join me? - Would you like a cognac? - Thank you.

You're looking very lovely tonight.
- Thank you, Herr Major.

You know it's a long time...
since I sat and talked with a pretty girl

and looked at her as a single man.

I was very sorry to hear of... - No, no. That is forgotten. - Thank you, thank you so much.

To the future. - To the future.

Natalie. - I haven't finished yet.

Please, come out.

We can't live in the past forever Monique.
- The present isn't particularly good.

Then we won't think of that either. You and I, we'll think of the future.

What will you do now? Will you marry Monsieur Foiret?

You'd have no difficulty in finding someone else I think.

Well, let's hope you're right.

I'm sure I am.

Come on, I'll sing you something. What would you like? - Something romantic.

Max - Yes - Play something romantic.

Yes. Not bad, not bad at all. We've had a good night. - The bar did well too.

That's nice, I like that. Max plays well for her.

Albert, are you going to let Max stay here? - Why not?

After what he did to Francois?
- Sshhhh, not here.

He has to be responsible for Francois' death. I know he is. I know.

We don't know anything for certain yet. Now when we do...

He's a Communist. I know he is. Francois said so. That's why they betrayed him. They set him up.

Sit down.

Just because he's a communist doesn't make him responsible for Francois' death.

I know that he is.
- Womens' intuition?

And Victor said so.
Well, let's try and find out shall we?

Inspector Delon, please.

Paul? Albert Foiret.

The pianist you sent me a year ago seems to be playing some very odd houses.

Red, I understand.

Could you check it out please?

The Lille area.
And Paul, make it quick please.

In the meantime?

In the meantime, he's the best forger in the country and we need him.

He could betray us all.
- That's a chance we have to take.

I can't work with him anymore, Albert.

I'll see that you don't have to.

If that parachute is not going to be found by the Germans in the morning,

I will need some help to get it down.

Don't worry. I am a friend.

Good evening.

I saw a fire over there. Was it your aircraft which had crashed?

Possibly.

How do I know I can trust you?
- How do I know I can trust you?

You could be a German disguised as a British airman. Oh, it's happened before.

My identity discs.
- Don't worry, they could be easily faked.

How can I convince you?

I'll take the chance.
Help me get it down.

My navigator. Sergeant Rogers.

We were just about to try to get that thing down when you turned up.

How did you know we were still alive?

Cigarette smoke. There was no wind. I could smell it. That was foolish.

Are there any more of your crew around?
- I don't know. I hope they all got out.

Goodnight, Herr Major.

Oh Monique, Monique. Come home with me.
- Goodnight.

I thought I'd never get rid of him. He can be very persistent.

Where is Max? - I don't know. Gone to bed I suppose.

You know, Major Brandt is becoming a real fanatic. Like Kessler in a way.

Oh, how?

He's developed a real hatred of what he calls terror flyers.

Escape organisations are becoming his personal enemies.

Yes, reaction to the death of his wife.

Tonight you wouldn't have thought he'd ever been married, let alone be grieving for a wife.

Well, he needs a sympathetic ear. The company of a woman.

It's been some time since he lost his wife.

Are you suggesting that I should encourage him?

He'd be a very useful friend to have.

Perhaps I should become his mistress.

Hah. He'd be a very useful contact. Very useful for Lifeline.

And I'm the woman you say you're going to marry. - Monique.

Or are you calmly suggesting that for the sake of Lifeline, I should have an affair.

I merely pointed out that Brandt is a very powerful man and it would be useful to cultivate his friendship.

Cultivate! You sound like a damned politician.

If we are to continue to operate Lifeline successfully, we must use all available means.

All for the sake of Lifeline.
First collaboration. Now me.

I'm not a collaborator.

Let's hope you can convince everyone of that, after the war.

Both of them here?
- Under the straw. No one can see them.

Why did you bring them here? You should have looked after them yourself, until I could arrange to pass them on.

I know. But before I never had a German in the house.

A German? - Yes, my daughter brought him in. - You don't let your daughter fraternize with a German do you?

It was a German pilot. Badly wounded. Shot down last night.

Have you reported it?
- What, with two RAF men in the house?

Of course, you're right. You had to get them out of the way. What happened?

I told you I'd keep a good lookout on the way home when I came across this RAF pilot, one of his crew. They'd come down by parachute.

Good morning, Bertrand. You're early. - Get the kids off to school? - Yes.

Coffee? - Yes.

Well I brought them home with me after I persuaded them that I was not a collaborator about to hand them over to the Germans.

British airmen? - Yes - Then?

Well, they spent the night with the others down in the old cellar under the kitchen floor.

What about the German?

Cosette, my daughter, went out to bring the cows in from milking and came back with this German pilot. He's in a terrible state. Badly wounded.

I wanted to finish him off. But you know what women are!

A wounded man is a wounded man. It doesn't matter his nationality.

Okay, but you've got the two British airmen downstairs. - Yeah, they can be moved. He can't.

By that time they'd collapsed on the kitchen floor and I couldn't argue.

Now he's upstairs in my spare room and the two RAF men are out in the cart.

You brought them here for us to look after?
- I didn't know what else to do.

Bertrand, no, I can't. I got to think of Estelle and the children.

No, he's quite right.

Bring them in Bertrand. I'll look after them till Alain can arrange for them to be moved on.

What do I do?

Bring them in.

Alright you two.

These are friends of mine and you don't know their names. - We must get you out of these uniforms as quickly as possible.

Have they had food? - I fed them. - Good.

Come with me.

Come on.

I'm sorry Alain. - I know. What else could you do? Estelle was right.

What about the German pilot? - You do nothing, not yet.

Give me a chance to get rid of those two first. You don't want the authorities snooping round.

He's badly wounded. Supposing he dies? - I'll help you to bury him.

Oh, he was wearing this. It looks like some sort of important decoration.

Alright, leave it with me. I'll ask the British airman. He's sure to know.

Remember, you do nothing until you hear from me.

You were discovered attempting to cross the border into France with a British terror flyer dressed in civilian clothes.

You're in possession of false documents. Yes, rather poor forgeries.

I've never seen the man before. He attached himself to me during the train journey. I couldn't shake him off.

How was I to know he was an enemy airman? - You would have reported him at once had you known? - Of course.

And at the same time you'd have informed the authorities you were traveling with false papers quite by mistake?

I can explain about the papers. - You're going to explain a lot of things in the next few days Monsieur Lamboit.

Whether you want to or not. Very well.

Major Brandt, I got your message. Oh excuse me one moment.

That man you just saw was apprehended on the French border in company with a British terror flyer.

He's undoubtedly a member of an escape organization.

Later we should be entertaining a number of these misguided people.

However, you wished to see me urgently.

Oh yes, yes, I do. Hauptmann Braun is missing. He may have been shot down in my area.

Hauptmann Braun? - Well you know of him? He's one of our night fighter pilots. 55 kills.

Ah yes. Recently decorated by the Fuhrer himself with the Knights Cross.

He was flying a plane with new equipment and it's still on the secret list.

Is it possible he could have landed elsewhere. France maybe?

Oh no, if he'd landed in any other airfield, his group would have been informed immediately.

So? - So he's either crashed or bailed out. - Right. Well. I'll inform all my units immediately. - Thank you.

I've informed all the Luftwaffe and army units and issued a description of his plane. - Good.

Oh, I've also alerted all the police in the area and issued a description of him.

Is that wise? The police aren't always reliable. - No one who's not German is entirely reliable.

And what do you make of that?

That is one of their highest decorations.

He's a top ace. He must be.
- So he'll be well known.

Oh, the Germans always give their aces a lot of publicity. It's their way of trying to keep up morale.

He was shot down and is now missing.

Quite. They'll be looking for him.

Bertrand is back.
- Now what does he want?

I've found the German aircraft.
- Oh, good, where is it?

You know the copse on my land? Near marshy ground. It's in there. It's difficult to see because of the undergrowth and tall grass.

Can you see it from the road? - No.

Did you go close to it?
- Yes, there are two dead men inside

Probably be his navigator and gunner. What does the aircraft look like?

Well, it's twin engined. Looks much like any other aircraft to me.

The guns are a bit strange. - What about them?

Well, there are two of them. They're in the middle.

They're point up, at an angle.

That's how they got us.

Can you take us to see it?

It's very important.

Alright. But remember, if you get caught,
it's prisoner of war camp.

Any of us get taken it's torture until we talk and then it's the firing squad.

Alright, let's get it over with.

Estelle. Try to get rid of these airmen as quickly as possible.

Go to the school, meet the children take them to their Aunt Marie. I think it's best to keep them there until I get the whole thing sorted out.

Last night Jacques Lamboit was arrested. - Yeah? - They're at Gestapo headquarters.

Paul dispersed his whole organization.

If the war doesn't end soon, we might all end up guests of the Gestapo,

but with two such influential friends as Brandt and Kessler, I suppose you feel safe.

So long as they continue to patronize the Candide, I have my enemies in sight.

What about these two airmen? I don't want to keep them at my place any longer than I have to? I've got a wife and kids to think of.

Why not bring them here? - No, they haven't been cleared by London yet.

What about Lecau? - He won't keep them.

He won't? That's not like him, why not?

He has his reasons.

Max, prepare those two documents for the airmen will you, and let me have them as soon as possible.

I'll just go and create yet another major work of art.

What about Lecau then?
- There's a German staying with them.

Why didn't you tell us that before. - With Max here? Come on. What happened to Francois?

There is no proof of that yet.

What about this German?

Sorry I'm so late. Still no trace of Hauptmann Braun's aircraft.

He must have been shot down and killed. - By one of the bombers?

It's possible. A number were shot down in that area. Lancasters.

What about their crews?

Twelve have been captured so far. Three dead. Six still to be accounted for. - Six?

At night they could have landed anyway. We're not doing badly. - It's not good enough.

Some of them may already have been picked up by the resistance and hidden.

Destroy the evasion lines, then no more will escape.

Yes, but they've survived now for years.
They're battle hardened.

Defeatism.

In the end the Fuhrer will succeed, and then those sacrifices will have been too great.

Brandt, I understand the strain you must have been under since the death of your wife,

but these terror flyers cannot be allowed to go on killing our women and children.

Herr Sturmbanfuhrer I will do anything that is necessary to stop them.

Anything.

We have no disagreement, Herr Major.

That aircraft is the very latest type of German night fighter.

There's nothing you can do about it
here. - Pity it didn't come down over England.

Wait a minute, we can get all the information we need from the pilot.

Don't be stupid. They'll be searching for him. Every moment he's at Bertrand's he's dangerous.

How badly injured is he?
- I don't know. Could be very badly hurt.

He's unconscious. He's got head injuries. Wounds in the leg.

Can't you get a reliable doctor to see him. - No.

Sorry, Bertrand wants to hand him straight back to the authorities. - Before anyone gets a chance to interrogate him?

It isn't possible to interrogate him. Nobody knows enough.

I'll have a go.
- And get us all shot?

Look, we know there's something new in their night fighters. They get a kill every time.

Now this is obviously it. The new type. The more we can find out about it the better.

No. Interrogated by you, an obvious Britisher. Bertrand's Farm, then handed back to the Germans.

It's like signing Bertrand's death warrant. Go on, you might as well go out and shoot him now. - He's right?

Why not at least contact London first, before handing him over.

For God's sake.

Is there anywhere Bertrand could hide him?

He could have put him in the cellar, if he didn't have these two. - But what about his daughter?

No, she won't talk.

Well, the Lancaster's air gunner talked quite freely. - Without persuasion?

He was in a state of shock.

He'd just made a heavy landing by parachute and broke his ankle.

So? - One of my officers interrogated him before he was given any medical attention. - Very good.

Ja. Now, he says it's quite definite that his plane was shot down by a night fighter.

But he also told us that as the fighter turned away from the attack, he fired a long burst at it.

He's almost sure he hit it. - You think it was Hauptmann Braun's fighter?

If what the air gunner says is right, it could have been.

Then his fighter may have come down in the same area as the bomber.

Ja, unless he bailed out. But then there's no sign of the rest of his crew.

You think that it's more likely that his fighter crashed?

Yes, I do.

In any event, I've ordered an air search of the entire area.

May we? May we come by? Excuse us.

Come on in.
- Hello there. Welcome.

Right Natalie. Take them upstairs.

What? Take a German down Lifeline? They must be mad. - That's what they said Albert, they said they want him back there

and they want details of the aircraft. - I am not running a damned espionage organization.

I mean they sit there in London handing out impossible requests. We're in an occupied country damn it.

They can use one of their own intelligence organisations.

It'll have to be soon. Once the Germans find that aircraft, they'll remove it.

If they want this pilot, they must arrange to get him themselves. - Right Albert, but where does he stay in the meantime?

Why not bring him here?
- Here, in this house? Where.

With the two British airmen upstairs. Why not? It's the safest place. It's already been searched by the Gestapo once. They found nothing.

They weren't searching seriously. - They always search seriously. It's just that Kessler was doing you a favor.

He's right. - Of course I'm right.

Why not? It's only another way of doing what we've been doing for the past few years.

Oh alright.

Alain, tell London we'll hang onto him, but he's not going down the line.

Alright. But what about the details of the aircraft?

Max can do that.
- Oh yes?

You could sketch an aircraft. You said so yourself a couple of months ago.

Yeah, that's right. I don't know where it is, do I? - I do.

Advance.

You men, over there.

Albert. Albert. I was only just in time.
Another 10 minutes and I'd have met them

as I left Bertrand's farm. - What happened to Max? I don't know.

Suddenly the whole place seemed to be swarming with Germans. - Captured? - Max can look after himself.

Let's get him upstairs.

Hello. Who? Albert. - Yes.

Inspector Delon.

They found the plane. Bertrand and his daughter been taken to Gestapo headquarters. Yes inspector. Yes...

Yes. Paul Yeah it's Albert. Yes I got that.

Oh, Lord. Any news on the other matter?

Let me know immediately will you. Goodbye.

Why did you not report that an aircraft had crashed on your land?

I did not know it had Monsieur. - An aircraft crashes less than a mile from your house and you didn't even know it had?

I suspect he was out somewhere. - No Monsieur, it was after curfew. I never break curfew.

Never? - Not even when a plane crashes on your land?

I did not hear it. - You were asleep? - No, there were a lot of aircraft flying overhead. They kept me awake.

But you didn't hear the one that crashed.
- No, well you see the noise of the bombers. - Bombers? How do you know it was bombers?

I thought it was bombers coming back from a raid on Germany.

Why did you think that?
- Well, the direction they were coming from.

They could have been going out to raid England. - Yes, I suppose so.

But you Monsieur, presumed they were British bombers coming back from a raid. - Yes, it was foolish.

Or perhaps you knew they were British and were expecting to have a few airmen drop out of the sky?

Maybe you were out looking for them.
- Why should I do that?

Why? Why? I will tell you why Monsieur.

Because you are a member of a gang of terrorists who run a evasion line. You find airmen that have been shot down and hide them.

No, monsieur.

I'm a farmer. I mind my own business. The war is of no interest to me.

I just tend my animals and grow my crops and, and earn a living.

You and your daughter?

Yes, we just mind our own business and run the farm. I sell all my produce to the Wehrmacht.

You have no alternative except the black market, and you know the penalty for that.

I don't understand how it is that a plane can be on your land less than a mile from your house, and you don't even see it there.

Where?
- Where it was lying.

I didn't know where it was lying.

Soldiers came and searched the house. Cosette and I were brought here. They did not tell me where the aircraft was lying.

And of course you had no idea?

No. - Although you only have a small farm, you had no idea?

Well, I do not walk all over my farm every day. Some of my land is not good for much. - Why not?

It's marshy. I cannot afford to have it drained. What with the war and everything.

Very well.

Take him away.

What is going to happen to us Monsieur? - That depends.

But there is no one to tend the animals.
Cows need milking... - It depends on whether you're telling the truth Monsieur.

If he's not, he need never worry about his cattle again.

I've examined the German thoroughly. The head wound doesn't seem too serious.

He's been quite badly concussed, but I don't think there's any fracture. Of course without an X Ray...

Well, that's a chance we'll have to take.
- He's lost a lot of blood from the leg wound.

It's left him very weak as a result. I stitched it up and unless there's any infection, he should recover quite quickly.

Not too quickly, I hope.

Well, I've given him an injection which is keeping him quiet for a few hours. After that...

We must get him away from here as soon as possible. - Basically he is a very fit strong young man.

He will be quite a handful when he recovers. However, if you have any trouble, let me know and, I'll do what I can.

Yes, I will. Thank you, Pascal.
- Goodbye, Albert. - Goodbye.

Oh God...

How did I get into this?

If Lecau talks...

There's no reason why he should. They couldn't have found anything suspicious.

Yeah, but if they did.

There's still no news of Max.

Damn Max.

I've inspected the aircraft myself. There's no doubt it force-landed.

How can you be so sure this?

It was trained for landing. Flaps were down, throttles were closed.

But the crew were dead.
- Yes well, I understand the navigator died of his wounds.

The rear gunner was dead before they hit the ground.

So where is Hauptmann Braun?

I don't know. He wasn't in the plane, and he hasn't appeared.

So either he's lying somewhere seriously wounded, even dead,

or the resistance got to him first.

Here you are.

I know they could have been better, but I was interrupted. - Yeah, you were lucky.

I saw them pick up Lecau. Has he talked?

Would we be here if he had?
- No, of course not.

Max. What happened? We thought you'd been arrested?

I've come all the way back on a bicycle, that's all.

Where did you get this bicycle? - I found it.

I hope you haven't left a stolen bicycle outside here.

Don't forget to pay for that.

Albert - Alain.
- I've heard from London. - Yeah.

They've arranged to pick the German up by launch south of Carteret 12 days from now.

Carteret?

How are we supposed to get a young, tough, intelligent German

from Brussels to the Cherbourg Peninsula?

Can you get him as far as the French border?

Anywhere in particular?
- Somewhere in the Ardennes.

With my van. - Well, it could work. What then?

Oh, I've got some friends that could take him the rest of the way.

Maquis?

I'll see what I can arrange.

Lecau has been interrogated thoroughly. - The farm's been searched?

Yes, there's no doubt he was telling the truth. There's nothing to indicate he was involved in any subversive activity.

Of course I shall have the other farms in the area searched, just in case.

Well, goodnight Herr Major.
- Goodnight Herr Sturmbannfuhrer.

Well, my friends say they can get the German to the rendezvous on time. - Good.

In return for a small favor. - How much?

Not money. Arms.

That the boat collecting him has a consignment of automatic weapons, ammunition, plastic explosive.

Well, I'll get Alain to contact London, see if it can be done.

Better be quick. It'll take a few days to get him across France.

Oh, by the way, I saw Inspector Delon down that way.

Yeah, he was visiting a friend of mine.
- Really? - Yeah.

Arms for his communist friends.

Albert, are you certain yet about Max?

Well, Victor is, and Inspector Delon's making enquiries through his contacts in Lille.

What are you going to do?
- Nothing yet.

Mademoiselle, monsieur, your table
is ready.

Another pernod please, mademoiselle.
- Certainly Herr Major.

And what does Max drink?
- He drinks beer.

A beer for Max.

Why aren't you ready? You should be out there in the restaurant. - Entertaining your friend Brandt I suppose. - Monique, all I ask...

Let him wait. - Monique please. There are other customers you know.

Of course. We must make money, mustn't we?

A beer for you Max.
- Thank you.

Where's mademoiselle Monique?

Oh, I expect she'll be down later.

I've heard from London. They'll supply Max and his friends with the arms,

and then we can get rid of that damn German. - What about Jones and Rogers?

Well, the house at Senlis is empty. I want you to take them down. - When do I leave?

As soon as we get rid of that German.
Tomorrow, I hope. Max can finish the documents.

Aren't you going to do anything about Max, Albert? - Not while we need him, not until I'm sure.

Why do you let that murderer stay here?
- Go back to the bar. I'll talk to you later.

What the Hell are you doing down here?

You were told not to leave your room.
- It's that damn German. He's getting difficult.

I'll try to keep him quiet if he cuts up rough again. But I need more than the leg of a chair to impress him.

What do you want?
- Have you got a gun?

He'll be leaving here soon.
- A gun's a very persuasive means of keeping him quiet.

Alright, but it's not loaded.

Put it away.

Monsieur Foiret.
I was looking for Monique, to sing.

She's changing Herr Major. She'll be down in a moment.

I was just concluding some business.

I hope your business is satisfactory. - Thank you.

Who was that?
- That was the head of the Luftwaffe Intelligence here.

Now go back to your room and don't come down here again.

Sorry.

Herr Major.
- Thank you, mademoiselle.

How quickly can you get your friends to collect our prisoner?

Has London agreed to do it? - Yes.

When do you want him to leave? - Tomorrow.

Can I use the phone in your office?

You'll be taking the children tomorrow.

I'll try to close early tonight. When I can get rid of him. - Good luck with that!

Nice to see you again.

Try to get rid of him.
- Perhaps you'd like me to go home with him?

Monique, I've been looking everywhere for you.
- Only for a little while. Then I must sing.

It's all fixed up. I'll give you the details later.

Here, have some of this in it. - Thank you.

Have they all gone?

Yes, Natalie's taken Jones and Rogers down to Senlis by train.

Max and Alain are with the German.

I cleaned out the room.
- Thanks. I'll look at it later.

Like some coffee? - No, thank you.

Inspector Delon, come in.

Paul. - Albert - Inspector.

Any news?

You were right. Max is a member of the communist cell.

François?

Is there any doubt?

None at all.

Why?

Francois was not the first betrayal. You were the next.

Good God.
- You can't be sure of that.

Let's just say a man is helping us with our enquiries.

Max was intending to take over Lifeline as well as the Candide.

He's quite cool, isn't he?

Paul, Max and his friends are making a delivery to a British launch

near Carteret.

It wouldn't upset my conscience if they were all killed. Can you arrange that?

I think so. We have good police contacts in the coastal areas. - Good.

You're a vicious, ruthless man, Albert.

No, I'm not.

It was an easy journey. They both did what they were told and kept their mouths shut.

How is Madeline, Sophie? - Oh they're alright. They send you their love and they're looking forward to seeing you.

By the way, Alain's has been in touch with London. They got that German pilot away.

Everything went alright?
- Yes perfect.

I have just been in touch with Inspector Delon.

He tells me the Germans were waiting for Max and his friends

when they arrived with their consignment of arms.

Max? - Oh, he was killed in the ambush.

Nobody can feel safe these days!