All language subtitles for A.French.Village.S04E10_English

Concentrate a little. How many
litres in the bottle of milk ?

One.

And a litre is how many
cubic centimetres ?

Ten.

Gustave...

100.

This isn't a lottery, you know.

Think about it !

A thousand.

Why did you say a thousand?

This isn't it ?

Yes !
Well you should be happy, then.

Hey, it's come back to me.

The goal isn't that I'm
happy. It's that you understand.

No, the goal is that I
get a good mark for my homework.

Why are you upset like this?

Docteur Larcher ?
Yes.

We're bringing you a patient.

But I don't consult at this
hour, take her to the hospital.

It was her who told us to come.
She says she knows you.

Madame Morhange !

They released you.
Docteur !

The woman was gasping. They
dropped her off the train.

Take her inside, quickly.

This way.

Careful.

I have some letters.

What did she say?
I think she said...

Is it you who accepts the charges ?

Yes.

It's a best case charge, you know.
Yes.

Come on.

Gustave.

Are you working hard ?

You can go.

So Monsieur Crémieux ?

What can you tell us ?

I want to see my lawyer.
Oh yes.

And I would like a rendezvous with
Suzy Delair !

No chance.
You're a lover of women?

Oh, yes. I arrested his in July,
very cute, eh!

Listen, if you give us
information, it can be arranged.

Perhaps even let you go.

I don't know what you're talking
about. I want to see my lawyer.

You're part of the Jura
Resistance movement.

No.

And in July, you were almost caught
moving a printing machine.

You're confusing me with someone else.

Who was the boy who came to see
you yesterday?

I saw no one, except you.

We were there, Monsieur Crémieux.
We saw you talk with this boy.

I want to see my lawyer.

If it continues like this, it's not your
lawyer you'll see, it's the Gestapo.

Jewish and Resistant ! If I were you,
I'd avoid the Gestapo.

But you're not me, and I want
to see my lawyer.

It makes us feel good, eh.

Mollo !

Can I can see you a minute ?

Why isn't he already with
the Germans ?

According to our agreement, I can
keep him 24 hours.

Since yesterday our agreements
are worthless.

Really Marchetti, this guy is
Jewish, Anti-National...

hand him to them,
it will calm them a little.

Listen, he's been on the run
since July...

On his own he's worth nothing.
I don't care!

It's proof of our good will.

But, through him, we can collar
the whole Jura Resistance movement !

They're flooding our Department
with these leaflets here.

Is he willing to cooperate?

Not yet, these things take time.
Time we don't have !

Good. What hold do you have over him ?
Well, we'll look.

Has he family ?
Yes.

But in a place where you can't
write to them.

Drop it, Marchetti. Hand him
to them as soon as possible.

OK. Furthermore, Docteur Larcher
just called me. He asked to see you.

Excuse me, Monsieur le Sous-Préfet but I'm
not on very good terms with Docteur Larcher.

You should know that Madame
Morhange returned from Drancy.

But I... I thought...

Madame Morhange is a special case.

She was so exceptional in July,
that I scrambled on her behalf.

Very well, how does it concern me ?
I don't know.

Go to see Larcher,
he asked to see you.

Good. I've analyzed the situation
and I've made my decisions.

Max, you're in charge of military
matters. Paul, you look after politics.

I didn't expect that from you.

And being in charge of politics
it's for you to contact the Gaullists.

Ah, I understand.

But, of the four of us, Marcel's the
only one the cops are actively pursuing !

It's not for him to expose himself
in this way.

You don't have the floor, Comrade.

She's partly right, though.

It's for me to go.

A military charge is too valuable
in the cell.

And not a political charge?
We must do our jobs.

to contact the Gaullists is
typically a political task.

And I remind you this is what
you've suggested to us for months.

You should be happy to implement your ideas.
But, this is completely stupid.

In settling your accounts in this way,
you're risking everyone's safety.

Comrade Suzanne's case still remains.

It amuses you, eh ?
I've taken no decision on this issue.

So, what will happen ?

Am I going to be living on borrowed
time waiting for you to decide ?

You're wrong to take this tone, comrade.

I have the authority to take any
measures concerning you.

Any !

For now, you remain in Max's custody.
And don't advise you to run.

It's up to you Comrade.

We meet here tomorrow morning
at 9 o'clock.

With, I hope, an account
of your contact.

Good afternoon, Monsieur Vallighi.

You asked to see me ?

Not with any enthusiasm.

You can't help but be sincere !

Sit down.

I'd rather stand, thank you.

Sometimes, you know, it
does you good to be sincere.

You don't look good, however.

Madame Morhange is here.
Yes, Servier told me.

Apparently, he's the one who got her out.
Yes.

The illness, more so.

And so ?

She wants to see de Kervern again.

She doesn't know where he is.

I don't know where he is, either.
You can find him.

Ask Servier.
Obviously, he didn't want to search for him.

And I understand that.

Good. Is that all you had to ask me?

At Drancy, Madame Morhange was held
with Edith Witt.

Does that tell you anything ?

Yes.

If you find de Kervern, you might
hear news of this lady.

Because you have news of Edith !
Find de Kervern.

Where is Madame Morhange ?
Really, Marchetti !

Where are you going ?

You've become completely mad, Marchetti.
Get out of my house!

It was you who called me, right?

Have you no respect for anything ?

I'll call Servier immediately.
Servier !

Do you want me to tell him how the
terrorist died at the Commissariat ?

He could never have got that cyanide
pill alone, you must have helped him.

Do you want me to tell Servier that?
Or Muller, perhaps?

Marchetti !
Let me go.

Not that letter. you
don't have the right.

This is a police investigation.
The recipient is wanted.

Open the window!
Open the window!

Let them go. Leave the children.
We can't let the children be taken...

The window.

Get out Marchetti !

Where am I now?
You're among friends.

Tell her I'll find de Kervern.
I don't know how long it will take.

Get out !

It's OK, now.

Drancy, the 19th of July.
2 o'clock in the morning

Rita, my darling, we start now for Poland.

I would like tell you that I still have hope,
but it wouldn't be true.

What I have seen here, of which I'll spare
you the details, is beyond anything I imagined.

I try not to see, to
keep my eyes closed...

to see your little elfin face leaning on me...

I tell myself that I'm going to wake up.
Rita...

I so much love to write your name,
Rita, Rita.

Now the hard part.
I don't know what Marchetti's told you,

But my dear, it was he who had
me arrested by one of his cops.

And he knew what he was doing.

I'm afraid of hurting you.
You and I were never good at choosing them.

The guy is a filthy pig,
and if my letter reaches you...

run away as fast as you can.

My goodness !

If there's one person that I
never thought to see here !

I've just come to talk.

But aren't you married ?
Yes.

Well, wives are made
for that, right ?

Can I talk to you tête à tête ?

Ah, here, we start with tête à tête.
And finish with head to tail. I know that !

Take a walk.

So... what do you want to talk about?
Well...

Erm...
About your wife.

Yes, well, not exactly.
How can I put this...

You have firmness problems ?
It's common...

Oh no, it's firm.
Well, I mean... No, it's firm.

So where is the problem ?
Let's say that she's...

She wont let you !
No ! erm... How can I put it...

It seems it does nothing for her.
Ah, my poor Monsieur...

But, wasn't she more or less
infatuated with a Feldwebel ?

Oh, excuse me, but that's
what I was told.

Yes, but I thought, with time...

Oh, for a woman, time doesn't exist.

Except when she looks in a mirror.

Take a mistress.
It will make her jealous.

Oh no, no, that isn't for me.

Well, then... you need to do things
for her, that her Feldwebel didn't do.

What kind of things ?
I'll have to show you.

You'll be my first Headmaster.

Listen, I need to think about it.
Excuse me.

You're completely crazy to
stroll about here.

If I've recognized you,
anyone can recognize you.

What are you doing here ?

I followed you.

I wanted to talk to you.
In what capacity ?

My friends want to meet yours.

I have no friends.
Well, not since the war anyway.

Neither do I.
You quite understand what I mean.

Madame Berthe is watching me.

Don't worry about her,
she goes out with a Comrade.

Yes, but before that she went
out with Muller of the SD.

I'm telling you there's no
problem with her.

What do your friends want from me ?

To do things together.
To join forces.

The Bolsheviks with Social Traitors
and Bourgeois ! That's new.

Listen... We're not going
to talk about that now.

Both your friends and mine, want
to drive the Boches out.

Are you against Vichy, yes or no?

Yes.

The invasion of the Unoccupied Zone
changes everything. Talk to your friends.

Have you any idea where we could meet ?
At the school.

Let's say an hour before curfew.
But I really don't know how my side will react.

Where can I reach you ?
Nowhere.

If you agree to a meeting, let's make it tomorrow.

Put a Colorado Beetle poster
on the outside wall of the school.

Very well.

I've thought.
Can you show me a trick or two ?

There ! I finally have news of Sarah.

Ah, great.

She took shelter with Madame Piquine.

I'll go and see her tomorrow.

And Madame Morhange ?
She's surviving, that's all.

You're looking very beautiful !

Yes. I'm going out to dinner.

It went really well yesterday, it seems.
With your little Italian.

He's neither small, nor Italian.

He's Heinrich !

You're really twisted !
I'm dining with him to recover my pictures.

It doesn't interest me, Hortense.
Don't say that, Daniel.

I've no desire to start that again,
you know.

Besides, I was wondering.

How can I put this ?
How do you make a man understand...

that it's finished.
That you want no more.

Frankly, I'm not an expert.

Maybe I could tell him we're
a couple again, right ?

Oh no, certainly not, a very bad idea.
Why ?

Because it would mean, if were you free,
you'd still be interested in him.

No. If you want a man to understand
that it's over...

really over, you focus on him.

I no longer love you, I feel nothing
for you.

I no longer want you.

I'm sure you'll find the words.

I don't want to go there.

And her... there's only half a lung
working...

We all have our problems.

My Albert, my love...

I have a minute to write to you.
I hope this letter will reach you...

Do you want more ?

You're bluffing. They can't
write from there.

It's signed "Your Annabelle."

Do you want more, or not?

Are you a member of Résistance-Jura,
Monsieur Crémieux ?

I want to see my lawyer.

But why did you talk to him
about the Resistance, damn it !

To crack him.
But, you've stiffened him, you fool.

He's on the edge, thinking of his wife... and you push him back to politics.

Over into the moral ground.

Why don't you try again ?

Too late, his defenses are up now.

He won't let himself be conned again.

He's right, I screwed up.

You can say that again !

Well, I thought he'd already cracked.

Well, what's in this letter ?

Nothing. It's a love letter,
a farewell letter. No interest.

Drancy, the 22nd of July, 1942...

It's just after her arrest here.

My Albert, my love, the train
leaves tonight for Poland...

Exciting.

I've just a minute to write you...

I hope this letter reaches you.
I want you to know that..

every second that passes,
I feel your love for me...

Oh, it's beautiful, downright...

Loriot, shut up! OK !
I don't want to hear you.

Continue.

That you don't forget that every minute I
spent with you was a moment of happiness...

no matter what I could say or could do.

You should also know that Helen
inherited all your qualities...

she's good, she's strong,
she's sincere and intelligent.

She comforts and reassures me.

Albert, the two prides of
my life are to have met you...

and to have had this child with you.

Whatever happens, nothing can
take this away.

That's it. They're hurrying us.
I must go.

I just have time to
write to you our A's...

A for Albert and for Anna,

A for amour...
A for ami...

A for adieu.

Yours forever,

Your Annabelle.

Tell me, Delage, you're not bad as forger, right ?
Well, I have to say it, yes.

What's your idea?

This letter is very nice,
but I think it ends badly.

Could you make me a copy?
Yes.

So, change the location, the date,
and the ending too, and put in...

"Warsaw, November 2.
I wonder how long we'll stay here."

"I'm a little hopeful because
a French military attache..."

"who comes to the camp
from time to time..."

"knows Inspector Marchetti well..."

Tomorrow I leave early.
I can't give the class.

Another of your meetings !
Yes

Group together the
large and small ones.

I'm becoming more and more afraid
of your clandestine life.

Have you said your prayers ?
Yes.

Jules ?

Jules !

Jules ! But what...

Jules.

Jules.

Jules !

You're not saying anything.

I'm looking at you.

Something special ?

Certainly.

You must have seen women there.

Yes, I saw women.

Men and women.

Tell me, my paintings...

You're really giving me them back ?

They're en route to your home.

Or perhaps have already arrived.

How did you find them ? Honestly ?

Your paintings ?
Yes.

They're rubbish, Hortense.

You have no talent and you know it.

Bastard!

Do you really think you'll get me
like that!

Is that a real question?

So... yes.
I think I'll get you like that.

And why would you want me to
let it happen ?

Why ?

Why ?

Do you know what I did in Russia?

The war, right?
Yes, if you wish.

I had two main tasks.

Interrogation of prisoners, to find
political commissars and liquidate them.

That was the most fun.

And then there was another task...

Please ? Bring me champagne.
Good stuff !

The other task, then...

Supervision of Special Actions
concerning certain civil populations.

We go into villages, we arrest people,
we put them in trucks, whole families.

We take them to a clearing where they get out.

They wait several hours, during which
they hear the sound of gunshots.

And when it's their turn...

they line up before the trenches, then the machine gun,
a coup de grâce to the heart.

The work is routine... and painful.

Excellent.

After a time, the trenches
are full to the brim with bodies.

Then we need more trenches.

We're not going to dig these trenches, are we ?
So we require those next in line.

I remember a father, he must have
had 6 or 7 children...

he's tall, thin, he wears a kippa,
that type of sidelocked Jew.

I approached him and told him...

you must dig from here to there.

He'd seen the executions earlier...

he knows I'm asking to dig his own grave,
the grave for him, his wife and children.

He looks at the shovel
stuck in the ground.

He could try to hit me with the
shovel, tell me he refuses to dig...

But just imagine....No !

He glances at his wife...

He takes the shovel...
and starts digging.

And me, I look at him digging...

throwing shovelfuls over the edge.

Neatly on the side, not messy
He digs well...

I've never seen someone dig so well.

And I remember thinking,
and I still wonder. Really...

Why is he digging ?

Why ?

But he digs.

He digs.

Shall we go home ?

I forbid you to try to see me again.

Hortense !

Hortense !

An exhausting day !

I'm a little worried.

For I had a little stomach ache
while shopping.

What do you mean, stomach ache ?
Oh, it's probably not serious.

I'm embarrassed to talk about it....
when you've just come home.

Wait, Rita, I love it when you
talk to me.

What is it ?
Returning, I saw that I'd bled a bit.

A bit much, perhaps. It's stopped
but I said to myself that...

perhaps I should go to the Doctor.
The Doctor ?

Just for reassurance, you know.
It may be nothing.

Surely it's nothing and you just need to rest a little.
Surely.

But suppose it isn't nothing?

Listen, our situation's a bit complicated.
What do you mean...

My situation.
Our situation.

Rita, I love you. I want to make
my life with you.

It's just that Doctor, means papers,
files, lists...

address's, name's.
All this isn't good for us.

Sometimes I have the impression
you want to keep me hidden.

I want to protect you.
I want to protect us.

Excuse me, but you talked
about marriage...

If we get married, you'll need
to make up some papers, right?

Yes, it's true. You're right.

Look, if you think it's serious
then of course, go to see a Doctor.

Larcher. They say he's the best.
No, not Larcher.

Larcher doesn't like me very much
and he doesn't like Jews, either.

I was told had a Jewish mistress !
But that doesn't mean he loves Jews in general.

Do you love Jews... in general ?
I'm not Larcher.

Good, listen. If you really think it
necessary, see Docteur Morelle.

Docteur Morelle's very good.

Hortense !

So, how did it go ?

You didn't seem too pleased
with yourself, just now.

You exaggerate.

Come and tell me a little.
If you wish.

He told me of the horror of what
he'd done over there.

And... will you see him again ?
No.

Have the pictures arrived ? Oh yes,
excuse me. I haven't unpacked them.

Morelle is away for two days
and I've three times as many patients.

What happened to good Docteur Morelle ?

I don't know, a bereavement
I think.

Tell me, Daniel, sincerely...

But really sincerely, eh.

Obviously !

My paintings...
what do you think of them ?

Honestly ?
Yes !

I don't know anything about... I...

But really, what do you think ?

Have you ever been in a museum.
or opening of an exhibition.

Well, I find them very nice.

Probably because I find you very nice.

In spite of everything.

Is she better ?
No, she's worse. I've employed a night nurse.

Daniel !
Will you take me in your arms ?

Just like that.
Just like that ?

Yes... to keep warm, you know.

It's not cold here.

To warm me inside, Daniel.

It feels strange.

Yes, but you're all tense.
Hold me really, like a girlfriend.

I'm not used to hugging girlfriends, you know.
Well, change your habits.

Who is it?

It's a damned pain in the arse !

I'm going to get rid of him
and I'll make us a coffee.

I was so scared !

How did you get across the Line ?

It was Madame Piquine's brother.
He's a smuggler.

And that way it's quite easy.

I'm glad to see you.

Why are you speaking so low ?

It's... because of Madame Morhange.

She's here.

She was released ?
Yes.

Is Marcel safe ?

That... I can't tell you
say. I had to leave very quickly...

Sarah, you can't stay here.

I mean, in Villeneuve.

Yes, I... I know.
I'll get you into Switzerland.

Switzerland?
Yes.

But we could no longer see each other !

You talked about Poligny.
I'm thinking of your safety.

I understand.

I must go. She needs me.

Can you make coffee ?

For three.
Yes, of course.

Are you alright, Sarah ?

Yes.
Yes, I'm very well, Madame.

I.. I'll make coffee.
Yes.

Can I keep it?
If you want.

What are you going to do now?

Besides asking me to let you see
your lawyer, of course.

What am I going to do...

You know, I could try to get Anna and
Helen out of their camp in Warsaw.

I'm not saying I could, but I have
a good chance.

I know Mercadier very well.

The military attaché she talks about.

What do you want in exchange ?

We free you. You return
to your group, and you inform for us.

What will you give me as a guarantee ?

Nothing.

The Germans hold them, not us.
But, I can say, I have a good chance.

No, I can't do that.

If you don't do it, they'll die.

And if I do, what will you do ?

We'll arrest them all, obviously.
Except you and them.

And what will I tell them,
when they ask how I got them out ?

What you need to ask yourself,
above all, Monsieur Crémieux...

is what you say to yourself,
in either case.

No, but I have to think.

Well, think fast.

Because your friends are going
to notice your absence.

And then there'll be no deal.

I don't see why we should accept
meeting the Communists.

These people don't know
what France is.

But they're still Resistants, like us.
Who obey Moscow !

I remind you that in 1940 Thorez
deserted on Stalin's orders.

Thorez, Thorez... who cares
a damn about Thorez, though.

They were ready to come to terms
with the Boches until June 1941.

Not at all !
I thought you didn't like Communists.

I didn't like Communists until they
were shot by the Germans.

They have to pay dearly,
to be loved by you, then.

They're manipulators.

If they offer a meeting, it's to serve
their interests, not ours.

Our interests may coincide.

To kick out the Boches, I'm willing
to make friends with the devil.

They're not the devil, they're desperate
to take control of the Resistance. So why help them ?

The question is what do we get ?
No, the question is...

a simple meeting, what do we risk ?

That they're infiltrated by the cops
for example.

Yes, well, in that case we'd
never do anything

Yes, we do things, but we're careful.

Well then, we go.

You're not taking a vote ?

I don't know how it works in London,
but we're not a democracy.

I think the people support you, anyway.

Who's going?

You, no question.

Are you coming ?

I'll organise it.

So, how's Crémieux ?

He wasn't there.

He probably had to go and pick up
traps, or whatever...

It's already happened. I wasn't going
to wait an hour.

Go over there tonight. We have to
talk to him somehow.

I'm not happy about such a
short notice rendezvous.

It's me who asked for a quick
rendezvous, not them.

They haven't even accepted yet.

Do you know why the Party created
this National Resistance Front ?

To unite our forces. That's obvious

Yes, it's also to prepare for the future.

When we've kicked out the Boches,
we can rebuild France.

A socialist France, a France where
the workers have power.

Yes.
And it's now that the game starts.

It's obvious that those who liberate
the country, will be masters of the game

So we need to control the Resistance
movements, the National Front is the means.

Why do you think this rendezvous was too soon, then ?
For safety.

What were you thinking ? There's a
Boche barracks next to the school.

Yes, but that's not what worries me.

Among the Gaullists, who was aware
of this meeting?

That I don't know.

I don't trust these Bourgeois.

For now, it's just to discuss.

With people who sent out
lots of leaflets... for months.

In the meantime, what were you doing ?
Dialectical analysis ?

All right. If Max is in agreement, we'll go.

Yes.

I would like a word with Suzanne.
You don't talk to her about the rendezvous !

We'll give you two minutes.

OK ?
If you want.

Edmond's made advances to me.
What ?

We went for a walk earlier, near the river.

And then ?
And then he tried to kiss me.

I slapped him. He took it badly.

He made out I'd misunderstood. He said
I was imagining, that I was ridiculous.

Marcel, that guy scares me.

Help me escape.
No, it wouldn't solve anything.

It would get me in hot water,
and he'd eventually find you, anyway.

But anyway...
Listen, Suzanne, to run away is like admitting guilt.

So, what do we do ?

Do I go back for a walk for a walk
near the river with him ?

I'll stay with you until we leave.

I'll find a solution eventually.

The meeting's at Marie Germain's farm.

On the road to Grand Sart
near the Angely pond.

Who's participating in this meeting?

Marie Germain, her son Raoul...,

and one of your guy's,
but I don't know his name.

Leave us. Go on.

Thank you.

A Constable or an Inspecteur ?
An Inspecteur.

Describe him.

Thirty five to forty years old, brown muostache.
He has a wife and two children.

And ?
There's a secretary at the Préfecture.

Yvette.
She works at the Intendance.

Good. And... ?
A radio operator arrived in recent days.

With his equipment. We call him Vincent,
but obviously I don't know his real name.

Where is this radio ?
At Marie Germain's farm.

That's it?
Yes.

You're not very numerous, are you !

It's not bad, so far.

And the Headmaster of the school, Bériot, he's
not one of you ? Bériot, no.

Bériot's, soft. He'll never do anything.

Is it good ?

Could you get in touch with Henri ?
It's in progress.

Relax.

I'll give you a little tea,
it will do you good.

No.

Listen...

I've been married to Hortense for 10 years.

So ?

Well, I don't know.
If there's a chance...

She really does everything she wants!

Well ! Anyway, you have don't
have to give an account to me.

Yes, you've given me much for 4 months,

But what are 4 months, compared to 10 years?
You're exaggerating.

I'm exaggerating !

Good, I'll leave tomorrow morning.
What are you talking about !

I must find a smuggler.
I prefer to fend for myself.

Sarah !

I'll leave you to your accounts.

You should be three, right? There is
one still to arrive. He's a policeman.

Nice company.

I'm joking.

OK, tell us about the
National Resistance Front.

The idea's to bring together all who
want to do something, by profession.

Doctors, teachers, lawyers, workers.

And for what kind of action ?
Political.

Propaganda leaflets, press, word of mouth.
As to the Press, you're rather good.

And... what do we gain ?
What you gain ?

Yes, we risk losing security,
and you too, obviously.

So union is very good, but what do we gain ?

Pride...

joy, solidarity, confidence
in the future.

We were thinking of something more concrete.
We are the only ones present in the two zones.

And we have the railway workers.

Would you distribute our leaflets
in the Southern zone?

We'll have to see.
Certainly National Resistance Front leaflets.

But written by who ?

Written together.

What it needs...

is to set up a meeting at
regional level...

with a high representative
from both sides

I propose that we recess for a moment.

That way, we can talk about it
in our own small groups. Agree?

There's only an hour before curfew.

Five minutes.

OK.

No question of an agreement
with these clowns !

The third one isn't even here.

Excuse me, but the Line's to
come to agreement.

If it's possible !
And I don't think it's possible.

And to me, they seem pretty good.

I don't like the guy in glasses.

But otherwise, to be able to distribute in the
Southern zone... with access to railway workers.

Really, it's out of the question to move on
to the regional level. It's far too risky.

But we're the applicants. If we block the
regional level, they'll not understand.

Well then, listen, with the Comrades, in
principle, we're delighted to work with you...

but you must respect our security rules.

And for now we put aside the regional level.
We'll stay at the local level.

I sense distrust.

It's not that.
Yes, it is that !

We don't know each other. We'll see
when we will know each other better.

In the end, mistrust isn't a
solid foundation.

We're not picking a fight
over the Nazi-Soviet pact !

It was perfectly justified.
We're not going there !

Sorry for the delay.

Where are you ?

The Nazi-Soviet pact.

We know each other, right?
That would surprise me.

Yes, yes. I have an excellent memory.
It's my speciality.

You perhaps monitored demos before the war?
No, I was in Brittany.

I know. Last year in November,
after the pharmacy action...

We'd set up a stakeout near a girl's
house, on Rue de l'Hebergement...

you came for camera supplies.
That's how we caught the shooter.

Excuse us a second.

Nobody will blame you, but it
means that Suzanne was innocent.

And that changes things.
It means that Paul regains control.

I'm appointed !
Edmond !

It's fine.

Excuse us, but what's all this whispering ?

Forgive us for this little internal business,
but we didn't expect your information.

For which I thank you.

I think we can work well together.

To begin, I offer our agreement to a meeting
at the regional level. As soon as possible.

That's good.

To meet each other like that after
November 11th. We'll do great things.

You know, I can find you something
to drink if you want.

Go on.
It's a good start for a united Resistance.

Red or white?
Red. Always.

Well, I take both.

You've nothing to reproach yourself about.
Leave me in peace.

Where can we have the meeting?
Eventually at my farm.

It's big, it's isolated. There's
no risk to security.

Monsieur le Sous-Préfet.

I told you to deliver Crémieux
to the Germans.

Name of Zeus ! You have the radio !

They'll eat out of my hand !

Even Kollwitz, even Muller !
And it's Paris for you, if you want.

Of course it would mean some
adjustments in your private life...

I'm happy in Villeneuve, thank you.

I see that you don't know Paris.

I would like to take advantage of
this success to marry my girlfriend.

You're joking !
You can't marry a Jewess.

But she isn't Jewish, Monsieur
le Sous-Préfet.

You ask too much, Marchetti.

The capture of an entire network and
operator, deserves a little reward.

Don't you believe that ?

You like her that much!

I hope so, for your sake. Because to screw
up your career in this way is a shame.

I want to get married before
Christmas if possible.

I'll see what I can do.

When is the raid on the farm ?

I'll see what I can do.

Marchetti, you're impossible!

All right. She's not Jewish.

You don't want me to be your witness,
while you're at it ?

Why not ?

For the raid, I'm going to mount
a cordon around the farm.

That will allow us to arrest all
those that Crémieux hasn't given us.

Good evening, Mademoiselle.

Next.

You're... you're Rita de Witt ?

I don't have an appointment, and I beg
your pardon, but I should have seen...

Docteur Morelle but cancelled his
appointments for the day.

He has a bereavement.

I don't want to disturb you.

If you'll permit, I'll see
Mademoiselle quickly.

That's it. You can get dressed.

De Witt with two Ts ?
Yes.

Does it appear normal to you ?
Yes, the neck is slightly open, but nothing serious.

You must be careful.
Avoid violent efforts.

Other than cooking, and the dishes...

Ah, dishes, can be a trial, eh !

You do them ?
No... But I watch.

Observation skills are very
important for a doctor.

So, you two of these in the morning...

and two at bedtime.

And seriously, take care of yourself.
Very well.

You must have been happy to have
news of your Maman. Pardon ?

The letter from your Maman. I suppose there was news.

But what letter?

Subtitles by Rod Clarke
Whitby, Ont. April 2014.