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C'est moi.

Thought you'd never show up.

We're crowding call time.

Get the piano going.

This'll be a short one.

I'll put it in code.

Anything sensational?

No. Some more peach blend.

Forty carloads. Heading north?

Yeah, for Germany.

Hi, Paul.

You didn't even get the chance to sign off.

Pitchblende from Czechoslovakia.

Pitchblende from Spain.

250 carloads into Germany in the past 30 days.

And British intelligence says they've taken the whole output of monazite from

Norway. Our trouble is, we haven't enough people who can analyze scientific

data.

Pitchblende and monazite.

I'll be out of town till tomorrow night.

I've got to talk to somebody who can analyze.

Why, Clam, how are you?

I don't know how I am. I've been wandering through cellars and breaking

down doors trying to get to you. Are you hiding something from me?

No.

What are you hiding from me? I thought you were in the army. Just to put you in

your place, I'm a colonel.

Why are the civilian clothes?

I'm in OSS.

Never heard of it. Well, that's fine. We're not supposed to get any publicity.

It's the Office of Strategic Services.

Around Washington, we're called the Cloak and Dagger Boys.

Sounds romantic.

Sure. Very.

We do a lot of things, Alva.

Intelligence work, morale stuff, operations behind the enemy lines.

Why are you telling me all this if it's so hush-hush?

How's work in nuclear physics these days?

So-so.

Don't close up on me.

Well, it's hush-hush too, Clem.

Government work.

I know.

You're working on the Manhattan Project.

That's why I'm here.

What does this mean to you?

Pitch blends for uranium.

Montesites for thorium.

We're not working with thorium anymore. 235 has a more convenient atomic

structure. Any chance the Germans have learned something about thorium? We

don't know.

The Germans?

I wouldn't think so.

But... quantities like these aren't for the laboratory.

They're for large-scale operations.

Do you think they might be working on an atomic bomb, too?

We've all wondered.

They've got the brains. They know as much about nuclear fission as we do.

Well, Alva, they are working on an atom bomb.

Clem, this is the first time I was ever sorry I'm a scientist.

Why?

Look.

In a few years, maybe, we'll be able to break up the atomic structure of this

apple.

When we do that, it will become a bomb.

The energy in this one little apple could pulverize this university, this

whole town, its fine hospitals, its libraries, its wonderful medical

schools, to say nothing of all the people in it.

But...

we still wouldn't be able to make one little apple.

We're running ahead of ourselves.

Society isn't ready for atomic energy.

I'm scared stiff.

For the first time, thousands of allied scientists are working together to make

what? A bomb!

But who was willing to finance science before the war to wipe out tuberculosis?

And when are we going to be given a... billion dollars to wipe out cancer.

I tell you, we could do it in one year.

But if anybody's going to develop the atom bomb, you want it to be us, not the

Nazis. Not much choice in that.

Alva, we need more trained men on this.

We've got to know how far the Germans have gone, where they're working, how we

can stop them.

Most of our agents aren't equipped.

They don't know what to look for.

They're missing clues, I know.

This is a race.

It's the Germans or us.

We've got to get more scientists into our outfit.

How about what I'm doing here?

I'm already authorized to take you off. You know the problem. You're single. You

can speak a little German.

But you've got to volunteer.

There was a time when I thought I'd like to become some sort of a secret agent.

But I gave it up at the age of eight.

Okay, brother.

You're now a spy.

I've got two plane tickets back to Washington.

Can I even have time to wind things up here?

Ordinarily, we'd give you a few weeks.

But I want you to take a look at this.

Noah?

Dr. Katarine Loder, one of the great ones.

Used to be my scientific pinup girl before Hungary sold out to the Nazis.

I suppose now she's right in the center of German atomic work.

She's in Switzerland.

Since when?

About six weeks.

She came over the Alps, alone.

She's been in a hospital in Zurich with pneumonia.

A few days ago, she got in touch with the American consulate.

Said she wanted to see one of our scientists.

You don't know how happy that makes me feel.

Say, if she's just out of Germany, she can tell us, this is a terrific break.

And if you'd stop feeling so happy about it and go home and pack a bag, you could

see her in a couple of days.

Okay.

Can I have a rinse, Monsieur?

Mr. Wilson has room 306.

I hope you find your room satisfactory.

Very sorry sir.

Here you

go.

Don't turn around.

The lady you want to see is at the Angelo Hospital.

Room 168.

She's there in the name of Mrs.

Hickety.

You may come in.

Not too long, please, Mr. Wilson.

What is your real name, Mr. Wilson?

Alva Jesper.

I know your work.

Thank God you've come. You don't know how indebted I am to you.

To me?

When people find out what you've done, they'll know you're not only a great

physicist, but a great woman.

Maybe.

The story isn't ended yet.

What will people think?

What will you think?

If I were to go back to Germany.

Go back?

But that isn't why you crossed the Alps or got in touch with us.

No.

But you see, I thought I'd be safe here.

I'm not. The Germans have found me again.

Yesterday I got a letter postmarked Zurich.

I'm to go to Italy to work.

I've been collaborating there with Polder.

Giovanni Polder?

Yes.

If I don't return, beginning Sunday, ten anti-Nazi Hungarians are to be taken out

of concentration camps and shot each day.

And each day, they promise me a letter with names.

With photographs of the dead people.

So the Germans are working on atomic weapons.

Italians too.

They're all coordinated.

Then what would happen if you went back and your work helped them to succeed?

What happens if I stay here?

I can't live day by day knowing that innocent people are being shot because

of me.

I'll go back.

I'll take...

Poison. I can't decide any other way.

Suppose you went back to work with Dr. Polder.

But you met difficulties in your work.

Obstacles. Understand?

Yes.

That's possible.

It's possible.

And if you felt strong enough for it, you could help us too with information.

There are ways of communicating?

I think so.

I'll have to discuss it.

Arrangements will have to be made.

And... Believe me, I would be strong for that.

But you have to hurry.

They've given me only until Sunday.

And before I go back, we have to talk.

I'll need every bit of information you have.

If you only knew how the British set them back when they bombed that heavy

water plant in Norway.

It meant the delay of months for them.

But what if you can't arrange this?

Don't worry.

It can be arranged.

I would... Madame, who's that I found good on La Salle de Radiographie?

Oh, I forgot. They keep worrying over my lungs. I'm due for an X-ray.

I'll be glad to wait.

No. Come back tomorrow morning. I'll have more strength then. We can talk all

day.

Don't worry about anything.

Tonight I'll sleep.

It's such a good feeling. You know, you can sleep.

Are there any calls for me?

No, sir.

I'm expecting a call. Will you please have me paged at the bar?

Oh, excuse me.

Lassie, what's the matter with you?

I'm terribly sorry.

She's always getting caught under people's feet.

That's a dog's privilege.

Martini.

Yes, sir.

Very dry, please.

Now, this must be an American.

By your clothes, the drink you ordered, surely an American.

And by the fact you are new in this hotel, perhaps you are just over, huh?

Close it.

Tell me, friend.

Tell me, friend.

Are we going to win?

Our cause, I mean.

Naturally, I'm anti-Nazi.

The big question is American industry.

for instance, can go to a 95 million tons, then we will win.

So now tell me, how are things in America, huh?

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

Would you mind terribly if I sat down?

Oh, I see.

A Gestapo friend has been pumping you. He does that to everyone new around

here.

Thank you.

My name is Andrew Wilson.

Mine's Ann Dawson.

You talk like an American.

I am.

You know, Fritz over there, he's not very dangerous, but he's a frightful

bore. You'd better stay away from him.

Mr. Wilson.

Call for you, Mr. Wilson.

Wilson speaking.

Listen carefully.

And don't say anything over this phone. You don't have to.

Yes?

Something must have got snafu'd. You run into a double play. Why did...

The tootsie you're sitting with is one of the slickest operators

on the other side.

Knock down that grog, but not too fast.

And fade.

Wait for me at home plate.

Trouble nothing I can't handle

We're

in a jam they found out about you

Somewhere along the line, you tipped them off. You made a mistake.

I followed instructions to the letter.

Then how did they kidnap Dr. Loader?

What are you talking about? I just saw her this morning.

Between the time you saw her and now, she disappeared from the hospital. She

didn't walk out.

She was kidnapped.

I knew there was something up when I saw that Dawson woman with you.

What have you been doing since the time you hit the airport?

Give me every move.

I came through the customs.

What did you say?

Told them I was at watches.

Nothing else?

No.

Go on.

At the barrier, there was a photographer.

I figured he didn't look like the real article, so I didn't let him snap my

photo. That's it.

That's your mistake.

We've been keeping away from Loader.

When you didn't let him take your picture, they knew you had a reason, so

they trailed you.

That's how they knew you saw Loader. That's why they snatched it. That's why

they put Dawson on you.

I thought I was being smart.

Forget it.

How are you to know? You're new at this business.

So they kidnapped her.

But there's something we can do about it.

Get the number of Dawson's room.

I'm getting ideas.

Meanwhile, let your acquaintance with this Dawson woman develop.

Will you tell me the number of Mrs. Dawson's room, please?

Thank you. No, you needn't call her.

221.

221.

You got a match?

Yes, sir.

There you are, sir. Oh, don't bother, sir. I'll take them up for you.

Hello. You're certainly prompt.

Come in.

Won't you sit down?

Have a drink before dinner?

Thank you.

I'll just get my wrap.

Never mind the wrap. We'll skip dinner this evening.

Really? I have something I would like to read to you.

Oh? Are you writing me poetry?

In a way, yes.

This is a copy of a sonnet.

which will be dropped off at the German consulate within a few minutes.

It's written on bank stationery.

It reads, Dear Sirs, I am only a clerk in this bank, but I am a true friend of

Germany. You ought to know that a certain Ann Dawson, presumably friendly

to us, has recently deposited with us the sum of 5,000 American dollars.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

She was accompanied to the bank by a tall American whom I have never seen

before. It was he who paid over the money. Signed, a watchful friend.

But I... There's a postscript.

Mrs. Dawson and the tall American seemed very fond of each other.

But I don't understand. What does all this mean? And why should the German

consulate be interested in me?

I'm in Switzerland because of my husband.

He's in the Air Force. He was shot down and he's interned here.

I'm an American.

Technically, yes.

You were born in America. You were raised there.

But in 1935, you joined the German-American Bund under the name of

Hilda Winters.

In 1937, you were arrested for organizing anti-Semitic and anti-Negro

riots. In 1939, you were in the Columbia House Berlin working for the Gestapo.

Since 1940, you've been operating in Switzerland.

Yes, you're an American, all right, but it makes my stomach crawl to have to

admit it.

What a lying pig!

Do you think the Gestapo will believe a clumsy frame-up like this?

I think they will.

We'll find out soon enough.

It's now 7.28.

I'll be getting a phone call at 7.30.

If you haven't told me what I want to know by then, the letter will be

delivered. Why, they'll laugh at it.

I rather think they'll do some checking.

A woman who looks like you was in the bank with me today.

Her signature was an exact duplicate of yours.

Look.

They must have been worried about you from time to time.

They have a theory, once a German, always a German.

It may apply to Americans, too.

They know I wouldn't betray them. They know how loyal I've been.

Until an American agent went to work on you, offered you money.

And at the same time, rekindle that faint spark of patriotism deep down

inside you.

You know, if it ever gets out why they shot you, you may end up as a heroine.

All I want to know is, where is Katrin Loder?

You tell me, the letter will be destroyed.

I don't know where she is.

Send it.

Wait!

Hang on.

She's at the Edelweisski Club.

Up the mountain road.

From the village of Moorhart.

It's closed now.

How is it? Everything in order. One guard in the library, the other upstairs

asleep. Nurse asleep.

Low doors, room dark.

Get started Eric Take your post when we go in

Put your hand on the table.

Don't move.

On the table!

Thank you.

Get her!

In the whole world, there were perhaps ten people with a mind equal to hers.

Once to solve a problem, she invented a whole new system of mathematics.

The work she still could have done.

So you came to Switzerland for nothing?

No.

Did you say no?

She told me she'd been working with an Italian, Giovanni Polda.

The leading German scientists are all Nazi party members in good standing.

I corresponded with Polda before the war.

He was friendly then.

How do you know he's friendly now?

I don't.

But the next step has to be Italy.

Thirty seconds.

Seems your Italian friends are right on time, Lieutenant.

Good. Let's shove off, Al. Thank you, Kip.

Good luck.

All are in.

Aye, aye, sir.

Benvenuto. Grazie. È tutto pronto?

Sì. Happy now?

Siete in ritardo. Che successe? Te lo dirò dopo. Andiamo.

I suppose you rent this truck for Mussolini.

Sort of. Driver works for him by day and for us at night.

All right to smoke? Sure.

Thanks.

Grazie.

Oh, meet Gina.

Gina, meet her Dr. Noheim of the Kaiser Wilhelm Institute in Berlin.

We call him Al.

Hello, Al.

Hello.

Documents, documents!

Come on,

come on, hurry up, it's raining!

Hurry, hurry!

Here they are.

All right, go!

Accidenti! Che c'è di guasto?

È piebutto nel carburatore.

Sergente, che succede?

S'è bagnato il motore.

Ma what is'n los'me d'alte klamotte hier?

Eh, ho visto dei camion tedeschi a stare in panna più di uno.

Ma so'n dreck könnte doch in graben schmeissen. Die ganze italienische amehe

is' voll so'n mist.

E ne ho visti parecchi anche, mica il primo, no?

So what?

Jump with your hands in the air.

Push a little, push.

I'll help you.

Give me light.

Just like the Italian army, everything is a big mess.

I've seen more than one get stuck in the mud.

Get up and get down.

Thank you.

One more time.

Give them all the information they need.

Conosce, Polder?

I don't talk Italian.

Not even any?

Oh, I know one verse from Dante.

What kind of a mission do you make this time?

You're not even dressed right for a German doctor.

Oh, don't worry.

I'll be a German doctor, all right.

Does Polder know he's coming?

We're going to surprise him.

That's crazy.

This is a very important mission, Gina.

All of us have one job to do.

That's to take Al safely in to see Dr. Polder, and then take him out again.

All right.

Now, Polder always comes home from his laboratory for noon dinner.

After that, he sleeps for one hour, then he works in his study.

Does he have visitors in the afternoon?

Well, in the ten days I watch the house and get reports, only three visitors

came. Who's in the house?

A housekeeper, old woman, nice, stupid. A cook, good cook, fascist.

And four secret police over a man.

Two for day, two for night.

And the chief of them is Luigi.

Is it all checked?

Checked from the cook when I got him drunk one night. Checked from Dr.

Romoli, dentist of Polder, who's with us.

Checked by Marsoli in his ways and checked by my eyes every day.

Now you know what a first-rate courier can do.

You're so good at this, I'll get you a job at it after the war.

I don't like you to talk like that. I was only joking.

I don't like your joking.

I'm sorry.

What do you know about that overman, Luigi?

He's a smarter man, well-trained.

That's comforting.

How do I get to the house itself?

To get to the house has been arranged.

But to get inside...

What is it?

I'm Dr. Norheim from Kaiser Wilhelm Institute in Berlin. I have to speak to

Professor Pollich.

This way.

Dr. Norheim from Kaiser Wilhelm Institute in Berlin. I have to speak to

Professor Pollich.

Passport. Speak in German.

Wait.

De Sidera.

Luigi, Dr. Nauheim from Berlin doesn't speak Italian.

Dr. Nauheim?

I have a meeting with Professor Polder.

Here are my papers.

Kaiser Wilhelm Institute.

Thank you, Mr. Doctor.

My legs.

Please follow me, Mr. Doctor.

Please take your place.

The professor will be here soon.

Thank you.

I'm not Dr. Nauheim.

I'm an American physicist and my name is... I don't care what your name is.

You are an American.

Dr. Polder, listen.

I don't want to listen.

You're insane to come here.

How dare you put me in such danger?

A few years ago, you wrote me a letter.

At the end of it, you said, Only a free science in the service of all humanity

can be a good science.

Who are you?

Alva Jesper.

All right.

I can't betray a fellow scientist.

But you must be insane to come here.

We have nothing to talk over.

Nothing.

Please go.

Dr. Polder, you're working on nuclear fission.

Be sensible. Go.

You're working for the Nazis.

I know that.

But I can't believe you're doing it willingly.

Willingly, unwillingly, what does it matter?

You have no right to jeopardize me by coming here.

I have the right.

Katrin Loder gave me the right.

You saw Katrin?

I spoke with her just before the Nazis killed her.

Catherine dead.

Catherine dead.

Murdered.

She died because she wouldn't let criminals use her science.

But you're letting them use you, Polder. So what do you want?

That they should murder me too?

No. But I want information.

And I want my life.

Is this the Giovanni Polder who resigned from the Royal Academy rather than shake

hands with Mussolini?

All right.

I've become a weakling.

Despise me.

I don't care about people.

I care about myself.

Only myself.

You're lying.

That's not the great Polder talking.

What are you afraid of? What hold do they have on you?

Hold? No hold.

I'm free as air.

All they have is the only person in the world I care about, my daughter

Maria.

They have her.

She's master's and mine.

I keep his portrait here so others will think I'm patriotic and so I can have

something to hate.

Not since the beginning of time has there been a man... has a hatred like

me.

Then fight them.

They have my daughter.

They let her send me a postcard once a week.

And I let them pick my grades.

Once a week, I cry.

The other nights, I drink.

Well, now they threaten to take her into Germany. I said something they didn't

like. Only a little thing.

I forgot myself.

Don't you know they can take you into Germany, too?

They're being pushed back here.

Do you think they'll leave you if they retreat?

No.

They won't leave me.

Not till I'm squeezed dry.

But still you'll serve them.

They have Maria.

For her, I'll serve anyone.

Suppose she were safe in another country.

What?

It can be done. Where is she?

She's permitted to live under guard in a hotel in Perugia.

The albergue at Chelsea.

Oh, let her be in England, America.

Give me one letter in her handwriting, and I will... We can do better than

that. We can take you out, too.

You are not playing with an old sick man?

No.

It will be dangerous for her, won't it?

It can be arranged safely.

You can trust me.

Trust you?

No, no.

I've lived too long on the fascism. I trust no one.

But a business bargain I make.

If you help me, I'll help you.

Until then, don't think I'm a fool.

I'll tell you nothing.

If those are your conditions, Dr. Polder.

Yes.

Do it.

And maybe I'll become the old Paul Daycap.

A free science in the service of humanity can be the only good science.

My watchdogs.

Dr. Nauheim.

Good.

Auf Wiedersehen, Lothar, mein Giuseppe.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Getting Paula's daughter won't be any cinch. How do we go about it?

He and I will go about it. You stay put.

I might be able... You might be able to land us in the soup, that's all.

How long do you think you can wander around Italy without running into the

Gestapo or the Obra?

You think they won't check your papers with Berlin?

No, sir.

You stay put or the deal is off.

Okay.

Where can I stay?

Do you have any food stamps?

Yes.

Then this is the best place.

Just keep out of sight and wait.

If... If we get Paula's daughter... I've put a notice in the papers

announcing the death and action of Lieutenant... Lieutenant Reynaldo Amadi.

Amadi? Mm-hmm.

A-M-A-D-I.

Amadi.

When you see it, go to Romilly's.

Polder's dentist.

He'll have the professor there for you.

There are partisan airfields in the north. We'll go out by plane.

You know the vineyard, Punados?

Yes. Take Polder there.

How long are you likely to be?

As long as it takes. A week, maybe.

What if you don't get Maria?

What if we don't hear from you at all?

The fortunes of war, Al.

You'll be on your own then.

Here's your coat, Al.

Thank you.

Gracias.

Is it just the like new?

Marsoli, andiamo.

Good luck.

Gina, will you look outside, please?

It's all right.

Well, meet yourself at home.

Right.

Guess having me here on your hands was a little more than you bargained for.

In our work, we take what comes.

Please stop looking me over.

You're nice to look at.

Just like a scene in the opera we are.

The people go, the young couple is left alone.

Quick, the young men must make compliments.

It's expected.

Only there isn't any music.

And you are not a tamer.

Have it your own way.

But don't add me up before you know me.

Do I have to listen to that all night?

Maybe you ask the cat.

You're full of vinegar, aren't you?

Sounds hungry.

Well, if people are hungry, it's only natural cats should be.

Have you got any milk for it?

Milk? Oh, I remember.

Comes from cows, no?

Good for babies.

Still, I hate to hear a cat cry.

Maybe a piece of bread.

The American likes cats.

Only you're in Europe now.

Here you find cats in butcher shops.

This one's been lucky.

But by tomorrow, maybe, plop into somebody's stew pot.

Must be nice to live in a country where not only cats are fed, but children.

Please, I'm going to put on my nightgown.

How does a girl like you get used to this kind of life?

Do you think anyone gets used to it?

I think you do wonderfully, Gina.

I never knew a girl with so much courage.

Courage?

You're a grown-up man and know so little.

Now, nothing about cats, nothing about people.

What's the matter with you, Gina?

Oh, no matter.

Except you come from the moon.

And here we live like...

Like Lazarus, we lie in the grave, waiting for the saviour to come.

Only I don't come from the moon.

And Italians like you aren't just lying down.

You're too long for the couch. You take the bed.

Listen, in this work, we're comrades.

No.

Okay, tomorrow you'll have a broken back. I hope.

Thanks.

Hey.

Yep.

Well, I don't hear that cat anymore.

In this country, even the cats learn. It's no use to cry.

Here,

I hope she has fleas.

Excuse me, I have no liver with onions.

Only leftovers.

Now you shut up and let me sleep, or I throw you right out the window.

Good night.

I know you don't.

Good night.

Everything's all right.

Why do you wake me?

Why do you frighten me like this? You were dreaming.

You were crying in your sleep.

Oh, yes.

Oh, I remember.

It might help to tell me about it.

You've been fighting in the foxholes a long time, Regina.

Tonight, I say... I say to myself...

Now, maybe... Maybe for a whole week,

it'll be easy.

Stay in the room.

Sing a little.

Watch dishes.

Not even... Not

even in sleep.

Miss Domenica, have you seen my cat?

What is

it?

Miss, have you seen my cat?

Yes. Wait a moment.

He's here.

He's scared. He wants to scare us.

I let him in the room because he was bothering me. He didn't let me sleep.

Why don't you hold him down?

Oh, thank you, ma'am, thank you. The little devil, it looks like he's running

away, you know.

Come here, come here, come here, you bastard.

Who is this man?

Oh, the gentleman, the gentleman is my husband.

We got married yesterday.

No, no, I don't speak Italian.

It's German.

Oh, congratulations, gentlemen, congratulations.

This is a great occasion.

Good luck, ma'am.

But your husband is registered with the police?

Oh, yes.

Oh, then everything is fine.

Everything is fine.

Well, now excuse me.

I wish you a long life with prosperity, happiness and always peace.

Good luck, ma'am. Good luck, ma'am. Goodbye.

Good, very good.

The cat.

It had to be the cat.

The things we can't plan that make us end up in the hands of the police.

We can't stay here any longer.

Why? Is he an agent?

No, but every janitor has to report any new person in the house.

I told him, you're my husband.

Why did you do that?

I can't register with the police.

We can't risk that.

I know. I made a mistake.

You know of any other safe house?

I'm trying to think.

Well, we can't walk the streets day and night. We'd be picked up sure.

I know.

Shut up for a minute and let me think.

We're finished here.

It's not your fault. I didn't have to tell him you're my husband.

In our work, there's no room for that sort of pride.

Without pride, you wouldn't be Gina.

Don't be ashamed of your pride.

Last night and now, you say things that make me feel easier in here.

Maybe you feel charity.

Or maybe you like people.

Mostly I like cats.

When was this picture taken, Gina?

Just before the war.

A hundred years ago.

Any luck?

An apartment.

Two rooms and a bath for three days.

A bath? Who's giving us all that?

A schoolmistress I once knew. A fascist party member.

I told her I had a German friend who was very important and she was very proud of

me.

Tired, Gina?

Not bad.

Hungry? No.

There's a lot of energy in an apple.

What's that?

Oh, I was trying to keep busy waiting for you.

What is it?

It's called plotting the line integral of a sine wave.

Oh, it's not as difficult as it sounds.

I was imagining I was riding one of those horses, trying to figure out how

far I would go altogether, going around and up and down at the same time.

Horses going up and down.

Kids.

Music.

Ever come here, Gina?

Mm-hmm.

Before the war.

The music played Giovinetta all the time.

A fascist song.

It spoiled it for me.

Come here with a boy?

Yeah.

One you like?

He was in the picture with me. He played the cello.

Where is he now?

Somewhere.

Without his cello.

Maybe after the war I might come back.

And I'd bring you here.

But the music would be different.

After the war, a lot will be different.

But you won't come back.

I might. Why not?

It's time now. We can go.

Tonight I am pre-war, Gina.

I teach my little children in school.

Wednesday, I play chamber music.

I'm very innocent.

And I'm easy to blush.

A change of clothes does all that.

Well, we'll see.

I'm still pretty.

No?

A little bit.

Well, even if you don't think so.

All the over-a-men I meet, they tell me I'm pretty.

I know a man.

He is long and tall.

What's that?

An American cowboy song.

Well,

don't look so funny. One of your shot-down flyers from New Arizona taught

it to me.

New Mexico.

New Arizona.

Okay. New Arizona.

He taught it to me.

The rest I never learned.

Only the first lines.

He was nice.

How do I look?

Pre-war.

You mean it? Of course I do.

I'm no overman.

Why do you say that?

You brought it up.

You're jealous, I suppose.

You think I couldn't be jealous?

Do you want me to dance?

Maybe

I am

jealous, Gina.

Don't make love to me.

Don't be somebody I like.

If you feel like kissing me and I feel like kissing you, so we kiss.

But don't be serious.

In my job, I kiss without feeling.

Last week, an overman with a silly moustache.

Next week, a fat Gestapo pig.

Gina, girl, why do you keep whipping yourself, Gina?

You think... You think it's good to be a courier in the underground?

You think it's exciting, heroic?

No.

If you fight scum, you become scum, that's all.

No. I know what you are.

Not so far from that little girl in the picture.

What are we doing?

Who was it?

Oh, two sisters collecting charity for children orphaned by the war.

Anything wrong with that? Oh wait.

We've got to get out of here.

They're not real sisters.

How do you know?

They're stopping at an automobile parked on the corner.

We're being watched. Come on. Let me see. No, no, stay away from that window.

Now, wait a minute. I follow my feelings. I feel scared inside, and I'm

responsible for you. Trust my feelings.

Listen, let's not get too jumpy about this.

If they're from the police, we'd be arrested already.

Well, I know there's something wrong. I have more experience than you have. We

must get out of here, and quick.

All right, Gina.

Have it your way Here

we'll be safe for the night

I think this is safe.

And tomorrow, soon as it gets light, we'll move.

All right.

For a house that was being watched, we got out awfully easy.

I trust my feelings.

I'm shaking.

I'm shaking all over.

Now you'll go to pieces, Gina.

Every day, you'll fall apart a little more.

Too long. Too much.

Too much worry and too much fright.

Too much death.

Gina.

You're going to be all right.

Don't worry.

I want you to like me.

I want you to be jealous of me.

I want you to think I'm a girl in a white dress who has never been kissed

before.

It's in.

The advertisement.

Where?

Here.

Lieutenant Rinaldo Amali.

They've got Polda's daughter out.

Now we must go to Romoli's.

Nightmare's over, baby.

And another one starts to get Polda out.

We'll manage. Did you get me a razor? Yes.

Razor.

And a blade.

A piece of soap.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Al, in our work you meet a man or a woman for a day or a week and

goodbye.

But in one day hearts come close.

Maybe in peacetime I don't even look at you.

Say, silly American tourist.

But now I tell you, I like very much this long American.

I want you to know.

Why only like, Gina?

It's better, easier.

Why?

Sometimes it's better.

Ouch! You must shave.

Then hurry.

We've got to go to Romilly's.

Oh,

Get into that doorway.

Gina, get pulled up.

Mamma, I've already found it!

Wait!

Look, it's just like killing a mad dog.

Except for the dog you can feel sorry. It's not his fault he's sick.

Dr. Jesper?

Dr. Jesper?

Yes?

I think you'd better drive.

Oh, it's nothing serious.

Just a little too much excitement at my age.

I'll be again all right as soon as I've seen Marie.

All right, stop around the bend.

Jess.

That's the first time I heard your name.

Jess.

I like you.

Thank you.

Lieutenant Pinky at your service.

Pink? Come on in, folks.

It's okay. It's Pinky.

Hi, Al. Pinky, meet Professor Polder. How do you do, Professor Polder? How do

you do?

Where'd you get that stuff?

Oh, this?

My traveling costume.

Kind of a nice fit, isn't it?

Oh, meet Punaro.

Great old guy.

If he were in uniform, he'd have a chest full of fruit salad.

Let's go in.

And this is Pietro.

Buonasera, Pietro.

Benarrivati.

Where's Marsulli?

He'll be along any minute.

And with Signorina Polda.

Is she safe?

Perfectly safe.

And very happy she's going to see you again.

Run into any trouble?

Not a hitch in the whole operation.

Went like a breeze.

We worked it through a little girl in the hotel.

Nice kid. A little scared at first, but I... I appeal to a better nature.

Our Perugian friends fixed up some papers that made it okay to travel by

train. Thank you.

This afternoon we got off at the nearest town.

I figured the others would make it easier here after dark, so I came on

ahead and checked on our reservations for the trip out.

Where do we meet the plane?

In a field about four miles from here.

Gina knows where.

Can we go all the way by car?

Almost. Won't take long.

It's from Corsica.

The plane will land at 4 a.m.

What sort of plane will they send? How big?

They know there are four of us going out.

I know I should be wishing they'd come quickly and it'll all be over.

All I can think of is... In one hour, we'll say goodbye.

Gina, there's room on the plane.

There's so few of us here, even one who runs away is barely missed.

You know that, don't you?

Yes, I know that.

Signorina Polva.

Aspetti. Sì.

Addio, Antonio.

Ora vedrà suo padre.

Grazie. Non vedo l'ora.

Benvenuti. Entrate.

Come va, picchi? Bene, bene.

Signore e signore, la signorina Polva.

That's... That's not Maria!

What? That is not Maria!

Where is she?

Where is my daughter?

In the Perugia cemetery.

She died six months ago.

No.

No, that's impossible.

She's been writing me steadily.

The handwriting is so hard to imitate.

It is no use.

You're surrounded by Germans.

Throw away your guns and march out with your hands up.

Surrender. It's your only chance.

Looks like they're going to take their time about it.

They can afford to.

Probably have a whole crowd regiment out there by daylight.

Al, sometimes one guy carries the ball, sometimes another.

There's a way out of here through the cellar.

Grab the old man and Jean and beat it.

I can't do it, Pinky.

Don't go soft on me. Now there isn't time.

It'll be lightning on that plane. Can't wait.

Why don't we all try it together?

Because the only way you can make it is if we do enough shooting to convince him

we're all still here.

Now get going.

No, Pinky.

My orders were to get you into this country and get you out of it. For the

love of heaven, don't consult me now at a time like this. Gina, get him out

through the tap door. That's an order for you too, Al.

Presto.

Gina!

I can only give them five more minutes.

There

they

come!

One door, Georgina. Maria.

Gina, girl, after the war... Who knows what'll be then?

I'm coming back.

Things change.

People change. I'm coming back for you, Gina. Who knows?

Don't you want me to?

If you don't, say so.

Say it now.

Want?

What?

More than living?

Come back for me.

Bye, my dog.

I'll be back.