All language subtitles for Secret Army S3E01 - The Last Run

Nobody is to leave
until the search has been completed.

Everybody is to be detained until
his identity has been confirmed.

Those are the orders my men have.

Another tear.

Are the trains still running?
-They seem to be without too much delay.

The 1100 Hrs gets in at 15:46.

What time is
the connection for that train?

Albert, phone.

Restaurant Candide.
Good morning, Hauptmann.

Yes, just one moment please.

A table for two, for tonight.
Yes certainly. What time?

Nine o'clock.
Yes, I look forward to seeing you then.

Come in, Pascal.
Go straight in.

Albert, Dr. Keldermans is here.

Sergeant Sharp can travel. It was quite
a minor wound and it's healed up nicely.

Help yourself to coffee Pascal
-Thank you.

So this next trip will consist of

Flight Sergeant Tucker, Flight
Sergeant Bond and Flight Sergeant Sharp.

The trains are still
running as far as we know.

That's not altogether
a good sign, is it?

It could mean the Allies are bogged
down in Normandy just a few miles inland.

Well, they'll break out eventually.
-Let's hope so.

Are you expecting anyone else?

Alain. -Sorry, Albert. There's trouble.

What's the matter?

The Germans are starting a house to
house search in the Bruges Street.

Not again.
-I knew it was too good to last.

I didn't think they had the manpower.

If they follow their usual pattern
they'll leapfrog after the Brugesstraat...

The Malibranstraat.

No, after Bruges Street the Verhaerenlaan.
-Five men have just arrived there.

What's the one before?
-De Kroonlaan. My God, if they do that...

Right.

You'll have to clear Verhaerenlaan.
There's no one else.

I'll take De Kroonlaan.

There's no getting through Albert.
They've blocked...

It has just got to be done.

Right, that's Flight Sergeant
Tucker and... What's his name?

Bond. And Flight Sergeant Sharp.

You have no suspects yet?
-We've only just started.

Reposition your men
to the second search area.

They're searching every flaming house.

We can't stay here.
-We can't go out through the front door.

Come on, out, quickly. The Germans are
searching. Use that ladder over there.

Come on. Hurry up.
Come on. Let's go.

Right, pick him up.

Are there no others? -I think a couple
may have got out over the roof, Sir.

Then get after them. Quickly.

Widen the cordon to embrace
the whole block. At once!

Take him to Gestapo Headquarters.

Are you all tight? -Yes. -What happened?
-We had to go across the roofs.

But we made it, all except one.

Flight Sergeant Tucker.
We had to leave him behind.

Was Tucker captured?
-I don't see how he could have got away.

Your party will be only two after all.
-Well, that's better for me.

They're waiting for you at the station.

Good luck.
-Good luck, Natalie.

They'll make him talk.

Well, let's just hope our security's
as good as we think it is.

Did he see you?

For a second... Yes, I think so.

I wish this damn train
would get a move on. -Too right, mate.

Excuse me monsieur,
what's causing the delay? -It's nothing.

Now what? -Don't ask me.
You're supposed to be the navigator.

This is stupid.
We'll be on this train forever.

I'll go and ask the sheila.

What's happening?

We've been diverted on
to another line to let another train pass.

You shouldn't be talking to me. Go away

A troop train?
-Don't talk to me.

We're going to be late, aren't we?
-Go away.

What did she say?

You were in the care of someone.
I shall want to know who.

Tucker. Flight Sergeant...

I have another appointment.
Interest the flight sergeant in talking.

I'll be back in half an hour.

Ah, there you are. Thank you, Wullner.

I had intended to meet you in the foyer.
I was delayed.

Wullner was most attentive.
We were listening to the radio.

It sounds as if the invasion has failed.
-Possibly. We shall know in due course.

You mean the news we hear isn't correct?

Oh it's true enough as far as it goes.

The significance lies
in what's missed out.

What do they miss out?

Our forces were in the wrong place.

We expected the invasion in the
Pas-de-Calais. It took us by surprise.

They managed to land a remarkable
number of men. We're outnumbered.

Our lines of communication are
stretched right across France.

You're looking nice. Shall we go?

And of course the RAF is now bombing
in daylight, which is worrying.

Ludwig. What would you
do if Germany lost the war?

I mean you personally.

Whatever makes you think of such a thing?

Since the news of the invasion,
I started to think that...

everything might change and --
I wondered what would happen to you.

There's no risk of Germany losing.

The worst I can imagine
would be a kind of stalemate,

and if that happened,
the Allies would come to terms.

Ready?
-Yes.

Who's the lady with Kessler?

Are the Allies willing to come to terms?

Remember the Soviet Union,
a so called ally of Britain and America?

It is in the interests
of Britain and America

that we go on fighting
the Russian barbarians.

They might even join
us one day to prevent

a communist invasion
of Europe. Who knows?

Welcome Sturmbannführer.

May I congratulate you, Sir,

on your lovely companion.

It is a delight to see you in our bleak
surroundings mademoiselle. -Thank you.

Mademoiselle DuClos,
may I present Hauptsturmuhrer Kupper of

the Waffen SS, recently returned
to us from the Eastern Front.

You must tell Mademoiselle
DuClos about your experiences.

I'm sure she'd be most interested.

And now if you will both
excuse me for a few minutes.

There is something rather
urgent that I have to attend to.

I'll be right back.

Mademoiselle Duclos...

You are from Brussels?
-Yes I was born here.

You will receive medical attention
after we talked and not before.

Under the Geneva Convention,
I'm entitled to...

You're entitled to nothing.

Least of all the protection
of the Geneva Convention.

You are a terror flieger
and you're wearing civilian clothes.

Now, you were
on a mattress in that apartment.

You were in the care
of someone. Who?

His name and where he lives?
-Don't know. Someone just came and went.

How long had you been there?
-A night, three nights, I don't know...

And before that?
-I don't know. They moved us after dark.

Who were they?

I didn't see anyone more than once.

Alright, pick him up.

You seem to know surprisingly little

for someone who's hidden
for -- how long? weeks?

They said the less I knew
the better, for everyone.

But not better for you Flight Sergeant,
not better for you at all.

Now when were you due to be
sent down the line? -That wasn't said.

No, but you were briefed,
told where, where was that?

Don't know.
It was always somewhere different.

Who briefed you?
-Different ones each time talked to us.

Us? Other aircrew?
When were they leaving?

Didn't ask, no one told me.

You're not being very helpful
Flight Sergeant.

How would you like to
spend the night with my men?

I can't tell you things I don't know.

Think it over Flight Sergeant.
I shall come back later on

and see if you remembered
anything of interest.

I'm sure you won't
make things difficult for yourself.

The Geneva Convention is quite explicit.

Unless you prove conclusively
you're an airman trying to evade capture,

I shall have you shot as a spy.

Did you sleep in the youth hostel?

Only once. The rest of the time we were
camping. We had everything on the bike.

So, I leave you 5 minutes
and find you surrounded

by the entire complement
of eligible young officers.

I am delighted that
you've been so entertained.

It is Mademoiselle DuClos
who's been entertaining us.

Did you know that she bicycled across
Germany from Schlesien to Luxembourg?

I think it is tremendous.
-Indeed --

And now, if you will excuse us.

Thank you gentlemen.
I enjoyed meeting you.

I haven't spoken more than 20 words
with Mademoiselle DuClos.

I can see that it's not safe
to leave you in the lion's den.

I'm glad you enjoyed their company.
-They're charming.

They all seem to admire you very much.
They were telling me about the time...

it's very gratifying to see you
mixing with my colleagues. Thank you.

I find them most amusing.

I knew nothing about
a cycling holiday across Germany.

If I tell you everything now,
there will be no surprises.

Herr Sturmbannfuhrer,
you're wanted in your office, Sir.

Excuse me.

Mademoiselle DuClos?
I see you have been deserted again.

I gave orders I was not to be
interrupted anymore. -He insisted Sir.

Yes?- Hans Dietrich, Reinhardt.
Mayor Brandt's replacement.

Oh yes, of course. Sturmbannfuhrer
Kessler -Yes, I know who you are.

I trust we shall work together
accordingly, as I did with Major Brandt.

Before he shot himself.
-Before he had a reason to shoot himself.

Oh? What does that mean?
-It's not important.

Have you just arrived?
-Last night.

Oh, really? You've not
had time to unpack then?

Yes, ample time, thank you.

But you've not yet had the opportunity
to change into the correct uniform?

This is the uniform I have
worn for the past five years.

That's what I'm accustomed
to wear, except on

formal occasions. I've
no intention of changing.

You are not in operations now Major

In my opinion, flying dress
is out of place in your new appointment.

Well we'll have to disagree about that.

I notice that you have been
decorated with the Knights Cross. -Yes.

A high honor.
May I ask for what particular feat.

Oh surviving on the Russian front for what
seemed like 50 years, I should imagine.

What did you fly?
-Heinkel 111's and then Junkers 88s.

Fine aircraft.
-They're out of date.

Well, if you'll excuse me,
I have a guest waiting. -Yes, certainly.

Have you managed to find
reasonable accommodation?

Yes, thank you.
I have a room in the Hotel Arenberg.

Oh, yes, there's one small
thing before I go.

I gather you have a Flight Sergeant
Tucker in your custody?

Yes.
-I expect you'd like to give him to me.

His interrogation is not yet over.
-Fine. Up to me to finish it then.

But the man was arrested in my presence.

I should prefer to complete his
interrogation myself.

But as I understand it,
all captured enemy aircrew

are to be handed over to
the Luftwaffe Special Police.

You can have
members of resistance

and escape routes.
Division of labour.

I expect that's
why it's clearly laid down.

I'll have some of my people transfer him.

See you later in the mess perhaps?
Unless the party's over?

All off at the next stop.
The train isn't going any further.

Why do we have to get off?
-The train isn't going any further.

We have to get out.
-Why?

Because this train isn't going
any further. -What do we do now?

We have to sleep at the station and hope
there's a train running in the morning

Sit down Flight Sergeant.

My name is Reinhardt.
Major Reinhardt, Luftwaffe.

I'm told your shoulder is dislocated.
Is it painful?

I've been shot down myself,
so I know what it's like.

Really, Sir? Who tortured you?

The experience of pain is much the same
whether deliberately inflicted or not.

It was 36 hours before I was found
and the medical orderly gave me morphine,

so I'm not much impressed
by your minor injuries.

It seems that during
the first part of your interrogation,

you claimed to know very little.

Your interrogation will continue,
perhaps for several days.

I see. Gestapo
or Luftwaffe same difference.

You'll be treated as a prisoner of war.
-Then send me to a prisoner of war camp.

Not yet. I'd be interested to discover
if you know as little as you claim.

Look Sir, after that night
with the Gestapo

if I'd have known anything,
I'd have told them, but I don't.

Because they made sure that you couldn't.
The people who helped you.

That's right. -I believe you.
I shan't expect you to identify anyone.

Let's just try and build up
a picture of how it all happened.

For example, I doubt
if you were shot down over Brussels.

Somewhere in the countryside then,
where someone, doesn't matter who...

You know my name,
rank and number.

If you really don't know anything Flt Sgnt
there can be no harm in talking to me.

No names, no places.
You don't know those, agreed.

Just what happened to you, that's all.

it's an air raid.
Why couldn't they take the day off?

There's nothing here, is there?
-V1 launch bases, probably.

Are you okay?
-Yes. He's dead.

Get out.

We'll get a bus.
-Where to?

A town.
Hopefully we can catch a train somewhere.

Are you enjoying yourself?
-At least this is food.

I hope the wine is to your liking, Sir.

For you, sir.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Albert, do you mind
giving me a hand? You know we're...

Who's that Luftwaffe Major?

I don't know. He just walked in
and ordered a table for two. Why?

Well try and find out will you. The young
man with him is Flight Sergeant Tucker.

Are you sure?
-Yes, I'm sure.

Did he see you just now?
-I don't think so.

Does he know you?
-No. I had no personal contact with him.

Why have they brought him here?
-I wish I knew.

Do you have a girl in England?

I'm divorced myself.
She preferred the Navy.

I suppose you're a regular?

No, no, I was called
up on the outbreak of war.

In civilian life I was a master printer.

I thought your people
burned books, not printed them.

Oh come now.
Your country has censorship too.

Films, plays, yes,
and forbidden books too.

James Joyce, DH Lawrence...
-I've read Lady Chatterley's lover.

But printed in Paris
and smuggled in I'm sure.

Did you like it?
I found it rather tedious myself.

You've read it?
-Like you by courtesy of the French.

Is the meal not
your satisfaction?

Yes, it's excellent,
excellent, most enjoyable.

Forgive my not eating very much.
I have a stomach complaint.

Can I get you anything else.
-Yes, we'll have coffee now if you please

and one, one moment
mademoiselle. I think we

could manage another
bottle of wine as well.

No, not for me, thank you.

Nonsense, nonsense.
You can sleep it off later.

You've got nothing else to do, have you?

Well, it hasn't been

too bad after all, has it?

Sorry what?
-Your interrogation.

This is it?
-Call it a preliminary session.

It's better than the first one anyway.
I'll say that much.

I'm told that some of
our shot down aircrew

were beaten up during
the Battle of Britain.

Perhaps a few in heavily bombed areas...

Weren't you bombing us?

Face the fact. It's all the same.

We follow the same trade
in different uniforms.

I'm sorry, I think
the uniform makes quite a difference.

Well since neither of us
are plying our trade anymore,

we can at least talk together
as fellow human beings.

Thank you. Fill it up.

Well, "down the hatch".
Is that what you say?

Bottoms up. -Bottoms up.
That's even better. Bottoms up.

How do you like this place?
-Not too bad.

Yeah. My predecessor
used to come here quite often, I believe.

What happened to him?
Posted to the Russian front?

No, he was involved in an accident.

I'm not sure, but I think that
that Major is Brandt's successor.

What the hell is Tucker doing with him?

How much does Tucker know?

There's a lot he does know,
whether he realizes it or not.

But not about us, the Candide.
-No, no, but -- -But what?

Oh, this is, this is just pure
coincidence, chance, isn't it?

Perhaps.

Now Brandt used to come here quite a lot.

Do you think he was suspicious?
-No.

I don't think so. -Well suppose
he was? Now just suppose,..

if he is Brandt's successor,
the first thing he'd do is

to look through Brandt's
files. Read all his reports.

This visit could be pure chance.

It could be something else.

Wake up. We need to get off.

We're never going
to get to Spain like this.

I'll take you to a safe house.
-Whatever you say, lady.

Did you get any sleep?

I'll sleep on the way back.

I can make a phone call from the village.

We have a farmer in that area.
He'll be able to help you.

How many times have you done this run?
-Oh -- I can't remember.

We're gonna have a cognac. Come on.

I don't suppose
you can get Cognac in England any more?

There's whisky,
though not often in the pubs these days,

the Yanks grab it all. Pay over the odds.
-The almighty dollar.

Yeah, oversexed, overpaid and over here.

What?
-The Yanks. That's what people say.

Yes, I suppose it must
be like being occupied.

Full of themselves. What they wouldn't
do with their Flying Fortresses.

Still they'll learn, poor devils.

Oh yes, I suppose we are shooting down
as many Americans as British these days.

Some of them come back, you know.

Yes, I know. I've met some of
those boys -- been shot down.

Incredible how you've
managed it so many...

Really is, I don't think that any of ours

who were shot down over the
England have ever escaped.

Well yes, there was one,
but that was from Canada.

Hello, I'm just yeah there's a resistance

No people. Ordinary people.

Butcher, baker,
candlestick maker, women, old ladies...

Old ladies? Old ladies? Oh come on
whoever told you that was shooting a lie.

No, it's a fact.
The chap who told me wasn't lying.

He said they were
marvelous old girls, both of them

and brave. Got more guts than it takes to
fly a plane stuck out there on their own.

Every morning eggs and bacon

because that's what they think
the English always have for breakfast.

Eggs and bacon? You don't
expect me to believe that do you?

No one can get eggs and bacon in Brussels.

Brussels, who said
anything about Brussels?

You did. You said that these
old ladies lived in Brussels.

No Sen...
-What?

Somewhere else. I don't know where.

No, because you made it up didn't you?

Come on. This way. Come on.

Orderly, orderly. Take the Flight Sgnt.
to the washroom quickly, quickly.

When we get to the farm,
Henri will hide you

until he can make contact
with one of the local guides.

Now you may have
to stay at the farm a while.

Hauptmann Muller. I need some information.

Flight Sgnt. Tucker referred
to what might be a safe house.

Yes, somewhere beginning "Sen".

No, I think in the countryside.
He also mentioned fresh farm produce.

Yes I want a list of villages
and districts beginning "Sen".

Belgium or northern France.
It could be either.

Yes, it's very little to go on,
I agree, but it's worth a try. Thank you.

Damnit.

Well?
-Something you can do for us.

Oh no, not any more, Vercours.
I'm finished with that.

We're not finished with you, Benet.

You can't leave the party. Not just
like that comrade.

Listen Vercours, I joined when I was

a student with ideals
and left before I was 20.

I've got no illusions about your...

We've still got your party card, comrade.

Here's a photo of it.

How would you like me
to send a copy to your friend Kessler?

Try telling him you left years ago.

What do you want?
-Much better.

Max Brocard and all of my cell,
everyone except me, --

were massacred 10 weeks ago
on the French coast.

I heard the police
had something to do with it.

I want to know who. Why? And who
grassed on us? And I want to know quick.

I can hide him,
but we can't get him to Spain.

Since the invasion,
the Germans have been panicky,

questioning people,
arresting them at random.

I don't know
how you managed to get this far.

Where's that leave me mate?
What am I supposed to do?

You'll just have to wait
here until The Allies arrive.

When is that gonna be?

They're in Normandy. That's all they've
got so far. We might even lose that.

You're alive and you're safe.
Think yourself lucky.

Be careful. The way things are,

I don't know how you're
going to get back to Brussels.

You could stay here as well.
-No, I must get back. Thank you.

Goodbye and good luck.
-And you.

Major Reinhardt?
-Yes?

Have you seen this order issued by Field
Marshall Keitel? With immediate effect,

all captured enemy personnel are
to be handed over to the Gestapo.

Yes, I do have a copy.

You do understand that
evaders will no longer

be held and questioned
by the Luftwaffe?

The meaning
of the order is perfectly clear.

Then you will kindly return
Flight Sergeant Tucker.

His interrogation was not
completed to my satisfaction.

I should be glad to return Flight
Sergeant Tucker... -My men are waiting,

As I say, I should be glad
to return him, if I could.

Major Reinhardt,
if you attempt to defy orders...

He is no longer here. He's on
his way to a prisoner of war camp.

You authorized this after Field
Marshall Keitel's order was received.

I authorized it
before receipt of the order was logged.

Only then was it
brought to my attention.

By then it was too
late. Tucker had gone.

If you think you can defy direct orders
in this way, you are very much mistaken.

My dear Kessler, if you
won't be happy until your men

have beaten Tucker half
to death, I can't stop you.

He's on some train or he's being marched

along some country road. I don't know.
Go and find him if you must.

You seem bent on
being obstructive and uncooperative.

You'd be wise to change your attitude.

Otherwise, the consequences
could be very unpleasant Herr Major!

And do you know
something else? I don't care.

I don't give a damn.
You can do whatever the hell you like.

You were a printer in civilian life,
I believe. -Yes.

Were you also a member of a trade union?
-At one time, yes.

Then our leaders decided
it wasn't conducive to productivity.

I imagine they were right -- in the main.

Perhaps you were also a communist.
Maybe you still are?

An enemy of the
Third Reich is that it?

Well you put the idea into my head.
Your manner. Your attitude to authority.

How many campaigns
have you taken part in?

How much fighting have
you done for Germany?

Everyone off the train.

Everyone off.
Off the train. Get a move on.

Everybody off the train.

Everybody off the train. Off. Quick.

When is the next train to Paris?

Maybe tomorrow or maybe the next day.
Maybe never. No one knows.

I have to go back to Brussels.
Are there any trains to anywhere else?

Don't ask me.
How should I know? Ask the Germans.

There will be no more trains until further
notice. That's all I can tell you.

Albert, Natalie's back.

How are you?
-Tired. -- I'm alright.

What happened?
-Train was bombed.

Sharp was killed
and I had to leave the Australian

with Gazin, in Saint-Aubin.
I couldn't go any further.

No messages came through at all.

I'm hardly surprised. It's impossible
to make long distance phone calls.

All telephone lines are
in use by the Germans.

There are no
civilian calls at all.

Here, drink this.

We can't take any more down to Spain.
Travelling in France is impossible.

There's confusion everywhere.

Constant checks, orders, then counter
orders, troop movements, columns of tanks.

With the invasion
it's only going to get more difficult.

Well, perhaps we could change the route
next time. Go to Switzerland.

That would mean setting up a new chain
of safe houses and recruiting helpers.

And even then it may not be any better.

I was talking to a German
officer on the way home.

And he seemed to
think that the Allies

would soon invade the
South of France as well.

Well we'll just have
to wait and see about that.

Ah. -- If it's all come to an end,
we haven't done too badly.

700 men back on operations.

Not too bad.

Airmen will go on being
shot down. And if we can't

get them down the line,
what do we do with them?

Vercours? Vercours?
Where the hell are you? Vercours?

I thought patience was the essential
ingredient in the policeman. Well?

There was police involvement
in the German ambush on your people

I think it came through
Delon, but I can't be sure.

There was a tipoff.
-Who?

A man called Albert Foiret.
Runs a black market restaurant.

Seems he found out about Max.
He was bound to sooner or later.

Albert Foiret. The bastard.
The lousy collaborating bastard.

But we're going to have him Inspector,
and you are going to help us.

You didn't hear. I've done what you asked.
-You didn't hear me comrade copper.

We're going to get Foiret.
And you -- are going to help me.