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The fifth year of the deadliest war in history.

Though weakened, Nazi Germany still feels invincible.

Great powers map out the borders of the new world.

Poland can either be free or be enslaved by the Soviets.

Poles are ready to fight.

The Home Army awaits news from London to start the uprising.

The race against time begins.

The Germans are coming!

Out!

Officer.

My daughter is only six.

I'm teaching her German.

She can sing for you.

Jadzia.

Sing.

O Christmas Tree

O Christmas Tree

How lovely are thy branches

Are you Volksdeutsche?

No.

I've studied painting in Vienna for four years.

Only one side is right.

You can choose.

I don't understand.

- Should we move? - Tell us.

This one, or that one

Why?

This one, or that one?

I can't.

Choose! What does it matter?

Half of us has to go!

No.

Half has to go.

Heads - you. Tails - them.

It'll be all right.

Tails. They stay.

Troops, on my command! Left face!

About-face!

Load!

Aim!

Fire!

Mom.

Mama.

I'm so glad you could make it, my dear.

At least this hotel

and you can forget about this awful war for a day.

One egg a week is all we get on our cards

and look how many eggs they have here.

Excellent, excellent.

- Hi, Tom. - About time.

How's your morning?

Not bad, not bad.

Hey, just give me a second.

Huh?

Hey, sweetheart.

Why do you say we go out sometime?

Don't be silly, Tom.

No, thank you.

Come on.

Hey, let me see that pretty face...

Officers!

Hey, back off, man, mind your own business.

The problem is my father raised me to be a gentleman,

so it is my business!

Tom,

come on.

No, you heard him.

It's not English.

What did you say?

I think you understood me well enough, Lieutenant.

You're not even a fucking Britt.

I am not, indeed.

But I am a dear friend of Lieutenant Colonel David

Schilling and judging by your insignia, he is your superior.

So are you sure you want to continue?

Come on, Tom, let's go.

It's not worth it, come on.

Let's go.

Come on, come on.

Someone should teach them a lesson

on how to behave.

Hey, I'm still here, sweetheart, remember?

I'm just gonna sit down here.

Hey, let's get some food, I'm still hungry.

Hey, buddy, wanna serve us up?

Do you mind?

I've had enough officers for one day.

I'm afraid I am an officer too.

Lieutenant Jan Kwiatkowski.

Polish Army.

Polish?

I'll take my chances.

Dorothea Anderson.

Doris.

Well, have a seat.

Please.

Are you really friends with a commander?

To be honest, no, but let me show you something.

I just have a good memory for names and faces

and, of course, I recognize the Allies insignia,

which appears to be useful.

Sorry.

I'd like to say on behalf of the whole staff

that you are extremely welcome here, sir.

Thank you.

Are you staying here at the hotel?

No, I'm living nextdoor on Burleight Street.

Since I don't have egg coupons, I have to eat here.

I don't have egg coupons either.

I just arrived from Sweden.

I don't know anybody here yet.

I would love to invite you for breakfast

but, unfortunately, I have to leave England.

Prime Minister?

I was not expecting you.

You are leaving?

Yes.

For Scotland.

For parachute training.

Then I'll jump back to the country.

We have to go, follow me.

But I...

And I'm urging you, don't speak of it.

Not to anyone.

Even if they threaten to carve you up.

It's a government secret.

Not a word to anyone.

The English are not happy.

You're pushing too hard.

Obviously not hard enough.

For six months I've tried to get to Churchill.

Do you know that, as a Pole, I have no chance for a meeting?

It would be a different story if I were a Soviet courier.

That's just how it is.

Only the Germans give him more problems than we do.

Gentlemen, follow me.

The Prime Minister will see you in 15 minutes.

You can take 12 minutes of his time.

How did you pull that off?

I am the Polish Prime Minister.

Theoretically, it makes me someone of equal standing.

Still, he's meeting us in a stranger's house.

Can I help you, sir?

No, thank you.

On my way to my unit, thought I'd take a break.

Papers, please.

Is something wrong?

I'm an officer in the US Forces, I...

All right, I got my papers right here.

Here, I'll get them.

Two hands.

Donnerstag means Thursday.

You're clever.

Mr. Prime Minister.

Winston.

Allow me to introduce you to Lieutenant Jan Nowak.

Straight from Warsaw.

Nowak.

Ha, so you have miraculously got out of Warsaw

and now you wish to return.

What sort of courier would I be, Prime Minister,

if I only travel one way?

Please tell those in Warsaw that we are

and forever will be friends of your country

but it is now part of the Soviet War theater

and as such, no military action is possible

without the Soviet Consent.

Prime Minister, this not about a territory

of postwar Poland being moved a bit to east or to the west.

The Soviets want to turn Poland into the 17th Republic.

This is about the freedom of my country.

A country for which the government of His Majesty

under the leadership of Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain...

Nowak!

I will not send the RAF or the Sosabowski Brigade

into Warsaw!

You must get your armies in the country

to forget about this uprising

and await the Soviets.

We will spend the next decade under Soviet occupation.

Not necessarily.

I want to offer Stalin a proposition.

Only Bór, back in Poland, can help me.

Here in London, we're powerless.

Bór has to understand that

and get me the leverage over Stalin.

The leverage?

A fight.

An open battle on the streets with the Germans for Warsaw.

This is suicide.

Didn't you understand what Churchill said?

We will not...

It's not your decision.

Your task is to convince Bór to start an uprising of his own

without the Commander and Chief,

regardless of the views of Mr. Churchill.

Is that clear?

Yes, Prime Minister.

Now fly off to your training.

Return to Warsaw as soon as you can.

Ready!

Come on, Lieutenant!

Is this your first jump?

No, it's my third!

Hopefully not the last.

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Lieuten, Lieutenant!

Keep your arms on your straps!

Lieutenant, are you okay?

I think I...

I broke my arm.

They won't let you jump again.

Not until the end of the war.

Obersturmbannführer!

You're back?

You could say so.

Himmler sent me.

I'll be using your office.

Our London agent has sent it by diplomatic post,

through Madrid.

Very nice. Bold lines.

But why didn't he just take a picture?

A handsome young man.

A fairly Aryan type.

Why are we looking at this?

This handsome young man is lieutenant Jan Kwiatkowski.

Six months ago,

he got to London through Stockholm

using the organization "Załoga."

- That informant of yours... - Jarach.

Jarach reports

they have already smuggled

a few others to the UK.

Why is this one special?

They smuggled Kwiatkowski twice.

- In the same direction. - A courier...

Well, well...

Who did he meet with in London?

Mikołajczyk, Anthony Eden and Churchill.

Yes, Sir Winston Churchill.

So who is he meeting in Warsaw?

- Witze? - Bór.

Gentlemen.

The Oberführer has sent me here to find the commander of the Home Army.

Before the Russians take over Warsaw

and the commanders fall right into their hands.

They are taking over Warsaw?

Sturmbannführer.

You are an SD officer.

Don't get your intel from the minister's radio speeches.

This Kwiatkowski...

If God really is on our side,

we can turn this war around.

Judy!

Come along.

Don't just doddle.

Bye, darling.

The Prime Minister wants to see you.

Get in.

What have you done to yourself?

It's nothing.

It's mending fast.

But I can't jump.

I'll have to go back as I came, through Stockholm.

And how long will that take?

This morning the Allies landed in Normandy.

Now it's crucial to forge a relationship

with the Soviet administration and you break your arm?

What relationship?

They will invade us and you know it.

I don't care how you do it.

Get to Bór immediately.

Yes, Reichsführer.

Kwiatkowski is our best chance of getting to Bór.

Yes sir.

Well said, sir.

"A simple courier can be the messenger of Gods."

Hail Hitler.

What an idiot.

Warsaw...

Wait.

Careful!

Call an ambulance.

Up you go.

I think it might have been American.

Oh dear.

You should be more careful, Lieutenant.

We do drive on the left.

Here, it wasn't the officer's fault.

It was that bloody Yankee behind the wheel.

Oh dear.

That's idiotic.

Excuse me?

Does a German spy look like that?

I never met one.

Have you?

The Commander's away.

General Tatar will see you.

Follow me.

General, I'm here to see the Commander.

Haven't you heard, boy?

The Commander is away.

For a few months, what do you want?

I've got urgent orders to return to Warsaw.

I'd love to help you out but I've got bad news.

Gestapo destroyed Zaoga.

The Stockholm and Gdynia way is closed.

It's a mess.

Is that all?

General, I've heard of an airlift from Brindisi to Tarnów.

There is an air lift.

For high officials and crucial deliveries.

For V-2 rockets falling on London, and not for you, boy!

May I remind you, General, that you...

No, you may not!

I'm in charge here.

You're not that important.

I won't stop you.

Sail to Brindisi whenever you want.

Just like everyone else.

On a boat, through the sea.

Flowers!

Fresh flowers!

Tulips, carnations!

Come get fresh flowers!

Good morning.

Papers, please.

Mission accomplished, General.

I'll walk my niece back.

Thank you, officer cadet.

We have women in the army now.

We'll get children if we have to.

How was the jump?

Uneventful but the feeling was intense.

- It's intense. - I was just saying

that the courier from London broke his arm during a training jump.

What an idiot.

- I'm 46 and I'm fine. - He's not a parachutist.

But that won't stop him.

Nothing can.

He'll get to Warsaw, even if he has to swim.

Not before the Soviets invade us.

We have to wait.

We can't start without the British support.

Comrade Stalin's Red Army

is pushing the front line West, shattering enemy forces.

Bravo!

Under the weight of steel and fire,

spewing out of thousands of canons and rockets...

- Excuse me. - German forces

are in disarray.

Would you mind changing places?

Not at all.

Thank you.

Fear and terror are spreading wide.

Many divisions have been broken up or entirely annihilated.

Great numbers of Germans are surrendering.

It's you.

What a coincidence.

It's not a coincidence.

I've seen you walk into the cinema.

You said you were leaving.

To protect the English sky.

Oh.

I believe I owe you breakfast.

Did you finally get the coupons?

The new commander has decorated

the Allied pilots with the highest battle distinctions

and next Tuesday Lady Jane is throwing a ball

in their honor.

I'm sorry, I have a better idea.

Let's go to a ball.

Are you serious, Lieutenant?

Be my guest.

Excuse me for a moment.

Who is that?

I'll be right back.

General, Lieutenant Jan Nowak,

Home Army courier from Warsaw.

Yes, I've heard of you.

I'm surprised you're still here.

Tell me, aren't they waiting for you?

General Tartar refuses to fly me to Brindisi.

He told me to take a boat.

And before I leave I need to speak to you.

You're ignoring the chain of command, Lieutenant.

That's right, Major, I am.

And so Tartar is refusing, why?

I don't know, General, he just said I am in charge.

Interesting.

But I can't help you.

I'm flying to Italy for an inspection of the troops.

Good luck.

Mikoajczyk ordered me to convince Bór

to ignore London and fight!

I'm sorry, my dear, forgive me.

I need to talk to the lieutenant.

I'm entrusting my wife to you, Major.

Yes, sir.

Let's go somewhere quiet.

That's absurd.

Did he say that?

We cannot let that happen.

In the current military situation,

it'd be political suicide, a crime.

Perhaps Winston has lost some of his friends.

Fly immediately to Warsaw

and stop Bór from the madness of Mikoajczyk

and his like.

Yes, sir, of course.

Do not engage with the Germans.

Keep our beloved nation alive.

We must retreat west.

I'll take you to Brindisi with me.

Then you'll be on your own.

And remind Tartar that I am in charge here.

I'm not sure if women are allowed in here.

Once again, we met too late.

I have to leave right away.

Perhaps we'll meet again someday.

Somewhere in a far away city,

there's a beautiful church, where in front of it,

Jesus carrying the Holy Cross on his back,

seem to be showing the way to the people.

Anyway, I'll be there

praying that we meet again after the war.

Praying?

Yes.

Sometimes I wish you were a damn Yankee.

Burleight Street 21B, apartment 5.

Oh, she's here.

Surprised?

Should I be?

I am, to be honest.

Well I hope it won't stop you from coming in.

Now that I'm here, nothing can stop me.

Good evening, miss.

Lieutenant, we need to talk, and it's urgent.

Of course, I was just leaving.

Goodbye.

See you soon.

Come in, major.

There are microfilms in the handle of the brush.

Get them to Bór.

Guard them with your life.

If something happens, destroy them first.

Save yourself later.

Yes, sir.

Did I scare you?

- Morning. - Get in, we'll talk.

There are RAF parachutists appearing in the General Governorate.

They even landed a British plane.

Near Tarnów.

Get a plane to Bremerhaven for our London agent.

When the U-Boot arrives, it should bring the agent here.

- To Warsaw. - To Warsaw?

The agent is following Kwiatkowski.

When he lands in Poland, the agent should be here too.

Fuck...

Now I have to go to Poland.

Good evening, Lieutenant.

What's up, guys?

Drive away, Lieutenant, you cannot be here.

Right now?

Yes, Lieutenant.

Right now.

Bloody Yankees.

This is Radio Berlin.

Here is the latest news.

Yesterday, a pack of traitors, bloodthirsty militants

and Prussian Barons made a cowardly attempt

to assassinate our beloved Führer.

We are pleased to report that the plot failed.

Do you have a light?

There you go.

Hundred of Germans are fleeing Warsaw.

Meet me at the Poniatowski bridge.

Our glorious Thousand Year Reich continues!

Hail Hitler!

Lieutenant, follow me.

The attack on Hitler might be used as a pretext

for the uprising of Warsaw.

We have to stop them.

Yes, sir.

We have to stop them.

Lieutenant Nowak, Major.

Here are my papers.

I'm requesting to be put on the list

for air lift to Poland immediately.

Come in everyday and ask at 5 a.m. and 5 p.m.

if there's a flight that day.

How long will it take?

Could be 24 hours, could be 24 days.

You'll just have to be patient.

I need to go now.

Even in 24 hours it could be too late.

Do you see what's going on here?

I need to get to Poland.

I understand what you're saying

but this is war, Lieutenant!

Don't you see, real war!

I wish mine was not real but it is.

Everyone has their own war, Lieutenant.

Unfortunately for you,

the rest of the world doesn't care about yours.

Come back every day and ask.

How heroic.

They herd them like shepherds.

Stolen animals.

The city will explode.

People won't let them steal and leave.

Attack now before they can react.

We can't.

The Russians are too far away.

We have to fight before they come in.

We can't win alone.

We need English support.

And we still don't know anything.

So where's that bloody courier?

Don't you have your own lodgings, Lieutenant?

I don't need lodgings.

I won't leave until you sign me up for a flight to Poland.

You know, this looks a lot like

insubordination in wartime or even rebellion.

You do know I organize thousands of flights with provisions

for partisans in France, Yugoslavia and Greece.

Once more, there's a second front in France!

And a first front in Poland, Major.

Yes, well, that's the Soviet's war.

I have no say in that.

Can I tell you a secret?

But don't tell anybody

even if they chopped you up into pieces.

Right now, in this one single moment

in the whole five years of the bloody war,

in this one fleeting moment, which will soon pass

and you'll be left entirely powerless again,

in this very moment right here, right now,

for just one minute,

the future of Poland depends on you and me.

Throw in anything connected to England.

Cigarettes, matches, old tickets,

passes, cans, documents, pistols.

I got rid of everything before we boarded the plane.

Check again, please.

Have you ripped off labels from your clothes?

I sewed it out.

Do you have a personal weapon?

No, I did not collect it.

Just in case.

More wood, here it comes.

Prepare for landing.

Don't go out at night.

There are partisans there!

Shut up, woman!

They've already warned you once!

Shut up!

Or I'll lose it!

They killed Staszek!

Isn't that enough?

Shut up!

Go!

Can you hear that?

A two-engine Dakota. I don't think they'll be bombing us.

How many men have you got?

They're mechanics.

The landing site

is guarded by a hundred partisans.

I'm not sending 12 mechanics there.

This is a mutiny!

But it's not foolery.

Call the SS from Tarnów, and we'll go.

Okay, that's close enough.

Are they gonna make it?

Hey!

My hat!

- Careful with him. - My shoe!

Come on!

- What's going on? - Go, go, go!

Hold on!

- Faster! - Get the stretcher!

Boss!

There you go.

They thought it was mine.

Hurry!

And the hat?

All clear!

Ready to go, Skipper.

It's so loud!

What about the Germans?

The SS barracks are in Tarnów.

It's an hour before they get here.

Push it out!

Dig under the wheels!

There's no shovels!

Use something else!

No shovels.

No, the other plane was just fine.

The ground's soggy.

Let's go, they'll hear us.

If the plane was grounded, wagons will take the cargo.

You have to wait.

We can use this.

It's stuck, it's impossible without shovels.

Tear off the boards.

Dig with them, put them under the wheels.

Come with me, I need to talk to the pilot.

Captain, can you hear me?

There are no shovels to dig you out.

Can you take off before dawn?

Ask him.

Captain, we don't have...

Wait a minute!

He's asking, can we fly in these conditions?

No, we have to take everything out of the plane

and burn it.

He says it's impossible.

Take it all out, we'll burn the plan.

Burn?

Burn the plan?

We won't let that happen.

What will you do?

Claw it out of the ground.

It's no good.

How many are now keeping watch?

15.

Get them all here.

Get the boards!

The rest, keep pushing!

Move it! Hurry!

Push it!

Look at that, it's moving!

We're nearly there!

Jesus...

They're flying in broad daylight.

The S.S. will be here soon.

Let's go.

Attention!

At ease.

Another plane is coming in a week.

We can't say exactly when.

This is for our protection.

Take them to your mother's for safety.

Yes, sir.

Take cover!

What's going on?

Sniper!

Search the forest!

Where do you think you're going?

Kazek, get them out of here.

First the son, now the father.

When will this bloody war end?

Why are you still here?

You have a more important job to do.

If they stop us, we won't talk our way out of this.

How old was he?

19.

Germans don't scare me but Stolarska does.

She wouldn't let him come to the forest with us.

Locked him in the house.

What a world.

Grab him.

Fast.

Move it.

I won't ask again.

There's still smoke.

It got stuck, they had to dig it out.

I'll notify the Luftwaffe.

Search all houses, stations and roads.

For whom?

This man.

You go to the station.

- I'll check the houses. - Yes, sir!

The Krauts won't go out at night.

That's how strong we are.

Come on, come on.

When the Russians come, they'll be done for.

Right.

And so will we.

Who's going to Cracow?

We are.

Get them on the wagon and go.

How's Stolarska?

Her oldest died in Auschwitz,

and now the youngest.

Good luck.

Wipe the blood off the wagon.

Or you'll be done for.

We'll bike to Sotwina.

Is it far?

About 20 kilometers.

We have two hours, it's enough.

Are you coming?

Can we take a wagon?

We don't have one.

So let's swap with them.

They've already left, there's no time.

I have to get to Sotwina and check the station first.

So come on.

What's the problem?

We'll take a bike on the wagon for you.

We don't have a wagon.

What is it?

Nothing.

So?

I can't do it.

Why?

You wouldn't need that hand.

I can't ride a bike.

What?

Everyone can.

Everyone can but I can't.

Good! Hold it.

Turn! Keep going!

Stop. Try again.

Try again.

Keep going.

Keep the handle straight! Go!

We're screwed.

A parachutist who can't ride a bike.

I'm not a parachutist.

We won't get there in time.

Get the wagon loaded.

Take some chickens and eggs, we're going to market.

God bless you, Stolarska.

- It's your lucky day. - Germans, they're coming!

Hide in the attic.

Go get the kid!

Lift him up.

Tell her to stop.

Stolarska, stop swiping.

Where are her husband and sons? With the bandits?

The husband died back in 1939.

The eldest was arrested.

Only the youngest is left. In the forest.

He's probably dead.

Where is he?

Where is your youngest son, Stolarska?

Answer him.

That's SS.

Not some village guards.

Did she see any strangers?

Have you seen any strangers

around the house today?

Tell her to answer.

What are you doing? Witze?

Tell him!

Even if you haven't seen them.

Why did she cry?

Why did you cry?

Burn it down...

- Don't! - You only live once.

You can't help her now. Don't you have a mission to complete?

Officer...

All these goods...

We're not thieves.

To the station.

Are you coming, lieutenant?

Get the horses!

And the wagon or they'll burn!

The two of us going to the market.

Come on, is that it?

We are making fools of ourselves.

We need another story.

Something more believable...

Papers?

Going to the market?

Yes.

I can tell by the hens.

The Germans called the station.

They're looking for a parachutist.

Blond, medium build, about 35.

Just like you.

But we are just traders.

Traders?

Then you must be going to the market.

Stop fooling me.

You were supposed to come with Wodek.

Three men on bikes, not two men on a wagon.

How do I recognize you?

And I'm standing here wondering if it's you.

Here's the third one.

Ah.

Here are your tickets.

Better you stay out of the building.

A few travelers, no Germans.

They're looking for a blonde man

who's 35 years old.

All right.

Put your hat on.

I've lost it.

Good luck.

Medical transports keep coming. We're lucky we're just 30 minutes late.

The Russians are crushing them. Few come back alive.

The train is 45 minutes late.

Don't get so worked up.

The Germans haven't been here for a week.

They're late.

They'll call the station in Pode.

The gendarmes will halt us there.

They're after me.

There's a sharp turn in six or seven kilometers.

You can jump.

No, I must get to Warsaw.

You won't get to Warsaw.

The Gestapo will catch you first.

That's up to you.

Do not leave the train!

Stay inside! Don't leave the train!

Control! Nobody leaves the train.

Come in.

Follow me.

Papers! Take the hat off!

Papers!

Take the hat off!

Papers!

Take the hat off!

Take the hat off!

Papers!

Papers!

Papers!

Take the hat off!

You can go now.

Report to us if you see him.

Mr. Janicki.

Tell everyone they can leave the train now.

You can leave the train now!

We depart in a minute!

A Volksdeutsch, but a good man.

Will we get to Warsaw before curfew?

We should.

What kind of a conductor asks a passenger that?

A wartime conductor, ma'am.

All onboard!

The train is leaving!

You!

Stop!

Get help.

Attention!

Fire!

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me

We can take the city garrison.

Maybe.

The Goering division parachutists

came to yrardów yesterday.

Without Sosabowski we don't stand a chance.

What about the courier?

Any news?

A plane from Brindisi landed last night.

But Tatar's wire only mentioned Wolski

and two men from Cracow.

The courier is not in the flight manifest.

Between the hours of 9 p.m. and 6 a.m.

- a strict curfew is in force. - Wolski.

It's after curfew.

We could use a quiet night.

I need a day.

Him.

And him.

You! Papers. Open the suitcase.

You two!

Papers. Open the suitcases.

Anything else?

Nope.

Are you sure?

Urgent!

Urgency!

In here!

Lord... The wounded that didn't make it.

It's about the English lessons.

Come in.

Take a seat.

Give me an hour or so.

It's urgent.

Look, I know nothing about any of it.

They told me to get the girl so I'll go get her.

They said you should wait

but if you want to leave, go.

I wouldn't mind it at all.

Especially with that deathly smell.

Stand down.

They want 100,000 men for digging?

They're taking our army!

We must act!

I've called the W Hour for tomorrow at 5 p.m.

Lord, it's begun.

What have you done?

We can't let the Germans get us first!

Right!

Now's not the time.

You know it never is.

We choose the moment.

Call it off now!

General.

We mobilized 40 thousand soldiers.

It cannot be stopped. They're getting weapons.

Colonel Monter, withdraw the order.

Yes, sir.

He came on the night train from Cracow.

Dammit! You had him, Witze!

Another mistake and this operation won't end well.

Yes, Obersturmbannführer.

They want to kill us all.

They've been preparing for that for years.

They're plotting, scheming.

They have the biggest underground army in Europe.

Now the time has come. Soon. Maybe even today...

Himmler ordered me

to get to Bór and convince him that his true enemies are the Soviets.

And we... We're just a lesser evil.

Poles would gladly kill us and the Soviets alike.

Do we anyone who has seen Kwiatkowski?

Just Jarach.

Others were lost in the Gestapo in Gdynia.

One more thing.

Our English agent arrived from London.

I'll be damned!

That's them.

Good morning.

I came for Mr. Wolski.

That's me.

What about me?

I know nothing about you.

What do you mean?

They didn't tell you I was coming?

That's what I said.

General Tatar didn't...

I'm Lieutenant Jan Nowak.

I must see the commanders immediately!

I've never heard of you.

Goddamn it. These are extraordinary

circumstances, for goodness sake.

Don't you understand?

What the hell is this nonsense?

Excuse me, sir, but do you really think

I take any old Tom, Dick or Harry off to see the Commander?

Let's go, Mr. Wolski.

I have information of great national importance.

The commanders have been waiting for weeks now.

If it was that important, they would've told me.

There's nothing I can do.

Are you coming, Mr. Wolski?

What about him?

He can't stay here.

All I had to do was come and get you and someone showed up.

Now you're saying you don't know who he is?

Well I know even less.

He seems too pushy.

I don't like it at all.

Insisting that he see the commanders.

It's not right.

I swear I'll punch you in the face.

Who do you think you are

coming in here when nobody knows you?

You could be anyone, a chancer or worse.

Easy, calm down.

I'll break the rules, so be it.

And you, keep your mouth shut.

We flew in together from London.

I saw him there with the Commander.

I can't tell you what his task is

but it must be important.

We simply can't leave him here with this man.

Good.

All I wanted to hear.

All right, come with us but I can't make any promises.

You'll be staying with my sister, Kasia.

I wasn't on the manifest

because I flew to Brindisi without Tatar's consent.

Quiet.

You're not in London.

I'll try to help.

I'm sorry but there's no time

and I keep waiting and waiting

for the cast, the weather, my recovery, permission, orders.

For goodness sake, would you please keep it down?

They can start the uprising without you.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Obersturmbannführer Steiger, Sturmbannführer Witze.

You've sent a cargo plane for me.

It's you? What a surprise!

How was your journey?

The stinking U-Boot or the freezing cargo plane?

What am I doing here?

I don't even speak Polish.

I don't want to be rude, but I was to be relocated to Germany.

I'm facing a death sentence here.

It's about the Polish officer you met in London.

We know that Kwiatkowski is in Warsaw.

Am I supposed to wander around the city looking for the lieutenant?

Is that your plan?

Jarach knows

where Kwiatkowski went in 1943.

He'll be helping me?

We had the courier, but he slipped away.

He knows he is our number one target.

You're our only hope, Miss Doris.

I have a plan.

I'll start by looking for a church.

Think about it.

Half a million soldiers

we can arm to the teeth!

They would be a perfect whip for the Russians.

Poles hate them!

They did hate them more than us.

But that was in 1939.

I'm afraid it's too late now.

Heinrich Himmler disagrees. I don't think we should question him.

Leave the rest to me.

Let's call someone and talk to them,

from the organization.

The phones might be tapped.

I'll find my old contact.

Wait for Marysia.

I can't just sit around here.

I won't be long, a couple of hours.

I'm going.

Take care.

Hey!

Watch where you're going!

Stop!

Papers, please!

The control's over.

- Move along. - We're on duty.

So are we.

Thank you. Everything's in order.

Don't worry.

We'll keep an eye on them.

Thank you.

Thank God you're here.

I was looking for a contact but I need your help.

I checked again.

We got no word from London that you're coming.

To be honest, I don't know what to do with you.

Just get me to Bór, it's plain and simple.

You know his address?

Because I don't.

- Bye-bye. - Bye.

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

It takes time.

The uprising is coming.

When it starts, it'll be too late.

Not just for me but for everyone.

I'll try to help you.

But listen, I have to warn you.

It's not going to be easy.

He is very insistent.

But he seems honest.

Lieutenant Wolski saw him in London,

talking to the Commander.

At some ball.

I don't know.

The arrest warrant looks authentic.

He did not fly in from London. According to the manifesto,

he wasn't on the plane.

Nobody knows him.

He wants to talk to Bór.

It seems shady. What do you think?

Forging a warrant is not that hard.

Is his arm in a cast?

What?

No.

It's not.

Let Lutek take care of him. Just in case.

Without a trial?

We're at war.

Maybe he's a loony.

Maybe he's not.

We have to protect Bór.

Okay everyone, listen up.

I'll read it to you.

It says, "I regret to inform you

"that the home army commander

"followed the footsteps of his predecessors

"and has left us in our time of need."

They've run away like in '39.

I wonder where to?

To Madagascar.

Don't you see?

It's just Bolshevik propaganda!

How do you know?

I just do

Did you see them?

You're in for a bullet in the head, sir.

Don't you threaten me.

Moscow says that we should unite against the Krauts.

Am I a Bolshevik for wanting to kick German asses?

I lost two sons at Pawiak!

Take your hands off me!

Get off!

We know they're in Warsaw!

Get going!

Jellied pork and vodka.

What do you think you're doing?

Nothing, I just need a drink.

But I've been looking everywhere for you.

Tomorrow, 11 a.m., carriage 27, Plac Unii.

Will I meet him or just get the chop?

One guy's already following me.

Stop drinking.

Good luck.

Do you have a gun?

This way, please.

- Should I come back tomorrow? - No.

Good morning.

- The telephone? - In the back.

There's a lot to do, Kasia.

They'll be here tomorrow afternoon.

You'll hear a knock on the door.

Where have you been, for God sake?

We have to go now!

Did it work?

I have no idea, I'll just talk you there.

He's here.

12 Krasińskich street. I can wait here, but for how long?

Hurry.

Stop!

Germans! Run!

Do you believe in dreams?

Good luck.

Do you have a gun?

This way, please.

Lieutenant Jan Nowak, reporting to the general.

Any orders from the Commander in Chief?

General Sosnkowski recommends avoiding the Soviets

and retreating west.

If we can take hold of another city, we could then...

Yes, we know all about it from the wires.

When did you see him?

July 16th in Brindisi.

Two weeks ago?

Since then, the Soviets reached Praga.

Do you know anything we don't?

Top-secret microfilms are hidden in the handle.

Thank you.

Have a seat.

In Moscow and Tehran, it was decided that occupation zones

won't be created based on the final front line.

It means that Poland will fall under the Soviet rule

and the presence of western Allies is out of the question.

The Soviets can introduce their administration here.

The Allies won't oppose it.

They entered the war for us,

and now they sell us to the Soviets.

Unbelievable.

I have a question.

If we fight for Warsaw,

can we count on weapon drops,

the help of Sosabowski's brigade, and Polish RAF divisions

bombing German positions?

No.

We don't have

or our own parachute brigade.

The English control it.

It'll go to the Western Front.

Polish divisions are a part of RAF. They're not autonomous.

Warsaw is too far away from the Western Front

to be of interest to the Allies.

If we want military help,

we have to ask the Soviets.

It's their territory.

Why not the Eskimos?

What do you think?

Do the Allies understand what's going on here?

You are overestimating their support.

If Operation Tempest,

the uprising in Warsaw,

was designed as a political demonstration,

it'll have no effect on the Allies' position.

None!

As for the public,

it'll literally be a tempest in a teapot.

German units are interfering with the bridges.

They'll probably blow them up.

Thank you.

Keep me informed.

Let's eat.

Move it!

Out!

Faster!

I have no doubts as to our fate

after the Russians march in.

I'd rather face the worst,

than give everything up without a fight.

We have to fulfill our duty to the very end.

How about you, Lieutenant?

What's your take on that?

We have to fight.

We have to fight, hope the Soviets will help us

and we'll win.

If they fail us, and the Germans are too strong,

we will die honorably.

If we lose,

there's nothing left for us to do.

Your opinion goes against the orders.

I gave you the Commander's orders.

But as to my opinion...

I've been traveling across Poland

and I know we're doomed without the Allies.

But I also know there's nothing else we can do.

I can see it.

If we fight, our fate isn't certain.

But giving up...

By giving up for the first time in our history,

we'll do to ourselves what the Germans couldn't,

and the Soviets probably won't

break the spirit of this nation.

We won't lose, we'll give up and we'll keep giving up until

a total, brutal Sovietization.

We'll pay for it dearly,

for the benefit of future generations.

Let us light this torch.

It's a pyre, General.

A pyre.

What is it?

There's in a raid on 12 Krasiskiego street.

We have to evacuate.

You'll tell me the rest tomorrow.

You have to stay with us at Grottgera street.

We need to wait.

Most of them left an hour ago.

Men in their 40s...

Kwiatkowski?

We can get him and another contact...

Or...

Help me, please!

You?

I don't know the city!

Take the stairs!

Turn left.

Left.

First door on your left.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

The only reason, for you to be in Warsaw right now,

is that you are an MI6 agent.

You know very well that I cannot confirm that.

What a crazy coincidence.

If it weren't for the raid, we would've missed each other.

Do you have a gun?

No.

Papers?

My Swedish passport.

Easy.

The W Hour begins tomorrow at 5 p.m.

Well meet here.

I'm sorry about your sister.

We can rescue her.

Perhaps.

I'll go inform the others.

Wait a moment, it's about my friend from London.

Do you know what this means?

Now?

I do. There's no other way.

It was just my contact.

Was it important?

The commanders of the home army are meeting here tomorrow.

Emergency relocation.

I'll prepare a bed for you.

I can't stay here.

Oh, you have to.

It's five minutes to curfew.

The owner went off to the country.

She was afraid fights will break out in the city.

I'll find something for you.

Just give me a minute.

There will be fights breaking out?

I'm at Grottgera street.

Home Army will be here tomorrow at 5 PM.

You're not afraid?

Of what, the uprising?

Yes.

I'm only afraid of the random things.

I can accept the inevitable without fear.

In London, I thought the Allies would do our job for us

but nobody will.

We have to do everything that concerns us,

Poles, on our own.

I really have to go.

I have a gramophone.

We went to the ball in London.

Never got the chance to dance.

Just one dance and I'm off.

Follow her.

How? On an empty street?

Move, you Polish swine!

- It's five minutes to curfew. - I'm not going far.

Let's go in.

You know what, I was thinking.

There might be another reason for you to be in Warsaw.

You are Gestapo agent.

They'll come for you in the morning.

You have to sleep somewhere, so...

Now what?

We'll shoot each other?

My men are coming.

You can't escape.

Even if you shoot me.

But you won't, will you?

You've never shot anyone.

But there's another way.

My boss wants to talk to Bór.

You could help us, and yourself.

Your people are gone.

You'll go with them.

What a shame.

Once again we meet in vain.

You could help me.

I just did.

That's him. It's Kwiatkowski.

- I didn't think he would stay. - Why?

Doris is gone.

So are four of our guards.

If Bór doesn't arrive by 5 PM,

we'll take Kwiatkowski down.

Maybe Doris is there.

Yes, sir.

The time has come.

August 1, 1944.

It's Tuesday, 5 p.m.

It's time.

We're coming in.

Over here!

Look out! Look out!

Clear the streets, take cover!

Follow me! Follow me!

An uprising...

Go, take cover!

They're retreating!

Follow me!

Keep going!

Keep pushing!

Oh God!

O Christmas Tree

Come on!

Onward we fight!

Let's go!

Follow me!

In loving memory of Jan Nowak-Jeziorański.

The courier from Warsaw whose life goal was the freedom of Poland.

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