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Alright.

I'm sorry to bring you from your rounds Pascal.

But we have somebody coming in who badly needs your attention.

I think it will mean an amputation. How are you placed?

It won't be easy. But if it is an amputation, the quicker it's done, the better. We'll have to manage somehow.

When do you expect him? - Early this evening.

Coming in by barge from the Dutch border. - By barge? - Yes.

I didn't know we had someone with a barge working for us? - No, we haven't.

But we had no means of moving him and keeping him out of sight.

Natalie mentioned that her uncle and aunt were coming in to Brussels, so I suggested she persuade them to bring him in.

Hans Van Broeken?

But I thought he despised you. That business with the RAF deserter you had shot? Doesn't he blame you for that?

Well Natalie says he does. - Then why is he helping us?

Well, she persuaded him. I don't know how. Anyway, they're bringing him in from Westerlo. Can you take him?

Is there an alternative? It'll have to be between appointments.

I'll put on an ambulance.

Can you deliver between 08:00 and 10:00?

Oh, by the way.

This might not be a bad time to move some of the load. - Oh?

Yes I had a Luftwaffe Hauptmann in the surgery yesterday.

He was indiscrete enough to mention that his superior, Major Brandt, was expecting a visit from his wife.

And he hoped that he might be given an easy time over the next few days.

I just thought I'd mention it. We might benefit from the Herr Major's ... preoccupation.

Thank you Pascal. - Goodbye Albert.

So this is where you live. I imagined it quite different.

Better or worse? - Just different.

You look well. Leaner, but it suits you.

Much more attractive. - And you are exactly as beautiful as I remember.

I've missed you.

Hans. Can you come down a minute?

What's is it?

Look at him. I think he's dying. I know he is.

He's not dying.

The Dutch doctor said he will be alright. I've seen worse things in the trenches.

I wish we hadn't taken him. Natalie shouldn't have asked. She knew how you felt about that man Foiret.

I don't do it for him. Only to help Natalie but not anymore.

Once we've taken him into Brussels, that's their problem.

Suppose we're caught with him on board?

If we go on helping there are other things they can grab us for. There are other things I have to do.

Woman, do you think the barge sails itself?

I don't have leave, you know.

I mean, I can take some time off within reason, but it's not a civilian office. I can't just be absent.

You know that, a General's daughter. - I've just made us some coffee.

When will you be back? - I come off duty at 1800 hours.

Maybe tonight we could go out for some dinner.

But I think it might be a good idea to make the bed. My cleaning lady will be arriving shortly.

Her name is Madame Van Anevelde.

We are married Erwin. - Well, yes, I know, I know, but.,,

Alright, I'll save your blushes.

You'll wear me out.

Is she pretty? Your cleaning lady? - Of course. Very pretty.

Now I have to go. You have my spare keys, so go out if you wish, but there isn't a lot in the shops.

Well, there are luxury items if you're feeling very rich.

Rachel, June 1939

Oh! Sorry Madame, I, I didn't know.

You must be Madame van Artevelde, I am Frau Brandt.

Oh would you rather I came back some other time Madame?

No, please just continue as you normally do. I shall be going out.

Does my husband give you much work? He's not very tidy.

Monsieur is most considerate. He's very orderly, Madame.

He must have changed then.

But perhaps when he entertains there is a mess?

No Madame. Major Brandt never entertains anyone.

He is one who lives for his work, I think.

Well, I shall be going out now to see what the shops have to offer.

Madame will find very little. This wretched war. There's nothing.

Even food is short now.

I'm afraid that won't do, old son. Name, rank, and number may be fine for Hitler's boys.

But we need just a little bit more if we're going to check you out, right?

That's all we're allowed to give you.

Sorry.

Look, I don't want to know your squadron, what aircraft you were flying or the home address of Winston Churchill.

Just a little something that only you could know.

Now London are going to give us some questions to ask you anyway. But every little bit helps, right?

What's your name?

Peter Bridge. Flight Sergeant 1372378.

Are they English sweets. - Yeah.

Have you got your photograph? - It's in my belt. She's got it. - Here.

And that's all you want to say? Yes.

Right, I'll get these off to Alain this afternoon.

Yes, listen when you see Alain. Will you tell him that there is some others expected at the end of this week from Namur?

There's one that's just been picked up near Bruges

and there's one coming in from Holland tonight. Have you got that? - Yeah.

Listen, all of you.

I said, listen.

There's food in the basket. The lavatory is through there.

Don't pull the chain too often. Oh, and stay in your stocking feet. - No noise.

We don't want the people underneath to become suspicious. They don't know anything about you

and that is the way we would like to keep it.

We'll be back when we've heard from London.

Remember. Patience is all you need.

We're locked in.

Oh well. We may as well make ourselves at home. Let's have some grub.

Come on lads, tuck in.

There's plenty to go around.

Where did you come down? - Just inside the border, somewhere near Maastricht,

if the navigator knew what he was doing. - You? - Somewhere between Diest and Mechelen.

We'd given Frankfurt of a bit of a pasting and got clobbered on the way back. Fighters. From Holland I imagine.

Anybody know each other here?

Well, Tim and I met up in a wood. Scared each other to death.

Peter Bridge This is Tim Woodridge. He's not talking to us yet.

What's the matter with him?

Blimey! How did you get that?

This Flemish chap was going to turn him over to the Jerries. There was a bit of a fight.

They're finger marks. - Well, what happened?

Well, Tim had to kill him. Stuck a knife into him.

Strewth!

Darling, are you there? - In here.

Did you have a good day? - A sad one.

I used to love this city. I knew it so well as a girl.

As people used to say, Brussels is one of Europe's grey cities. But I liked it.

It was bursting with life, in a different way to Paris or Berlin.

Yeah, it's changed. - Everything has changed.

Have we?

Oh darling, what is it? - I'm just tired, I think.

Where shall we go and eat?

Ah well, ah, I do have a favorite restaurant where I eat most of the time.

Shall we go there, or would you, would you prefer something very grand? - I should like to see where my husband frequents.

Gives me a little contact.

Well then, next month when I think about you, I can visualize what you might be doing.

It all helps me to bear it.

Shall we change? - Yes, let's.

Erwin, who is Rachel? - Rachel, do I know a Rachel?

Isn't that her name? - Who?

I found this in the wardrobe.

Oh, she's pretty. - See Rachel, it's written on the back.

Do you think I'm...

Well, I don't find it very funny.

No, my darling, I don't suppose you do.

Well, there really is no one? - Oh no, of course not.

I love you.

But I'm very flattered that you should be jealous.

What was it doing in your wardrobe then? - Oh, Erika, I don't know.

My cleaning lady could have dropped it.

If I was guilty, I would have hidden the evidence a little better. I'm a policeman now, remember?

Erwin...

I've missed you so much. We all have.

Oh, it's all so frightening now. - You mean the bombing?

It's got much worse. It's terrible.

Can't we come and live here with you? You said yourself, Brussels gets no raids,

and we could be together.

We shouldn't be apart. Please say we can come. - Erika. We've been through all this before. It's what we decided.

It's what you decided. - And you agreed.

I obeyed. - Oh no, I didn't order...

For the sake of the children I think.. - It was for the sake of the children that you're staying with your mother and not in the center of the city.

For our sake then Erwin. I'm serious.

The collection went alright? - Yes.

You operated? - There was no alternative. Delay would have been disastrous.

Do you need some money? - It would come in handy.

He was in terrible shape. As it was, it was touch and go.

How long do we have to keep him? - Three months at least. - Oh?

What on earth happened to him?

I only know what van Hoocht told me. The raid on Hamburg was pretty shocking, you know.

Pretty indefensible. I don't care who perpetrated it or what their reasoning.

Our man was the pathfinder in that raid.

He's the best man they have and they want him back.

Don't evade my question Albert. How did he come by those injuries?

He was shot down on the edge of the suburbs. The locals caught him, nearly tore him to pieces.

A woman went for him with a hatchet, apparently. - That accounts for his arm.

Dear God, I thought something like that happened.

Where did you put the lading bills? - Oh, they're still in the wheelhouse.

Hurry up, Hans. They'll be here soon. You're not even dressed yet.

Don't fuss woman.

Look at you. Look, I left a clean shirt out for you half an hour ago. Have you shaved?

Who are we trying to entertain? Queen Wilhelmina? - Have you shaved? - Yes, I have shaved.

Should I have a bath too?

It isn't just for Natalie. She's bringing her new boyfriend. I want to make a good impression for her sake.

I think she's serious.

There. I told you. Quick, put on your shirt.

Hello? Are we too early? No.

Aunt Lena...

Lovely to see you again.

Natalie, you've never looked better, has she Hans? - I feel very good. Hans.

This is François. Hans and Lena Van Broeken.

Hello. - Are you a student, Francois? Like Natalie? - Oh no, no. Much better than Natalie.

I'm at Ghent University. Like you, I can only get to Brussels from time to time. - I see.

Make yourself at home.

Thank you for bringing in the English pilot Hans. I didn't want to ask you. I know how you feel.

But I couldn't think what else to do and he was so ill.

Will he be alright? - He should be alright.

I was so frightened.

We're very grateful Hans. - I did what you asked.

Don't ask me again.

Afterwards, I could apply for another posting. But until then I feel I can't do so.

But that might be years away and there is no reason to suppose that anything might happen to make this possible, is there?

They will not let you leave until this evasion line thing or whatever it is is finally broken?

Unless you're giving up on the Eastern Front. And I'm not going to let that happen.

I love you. Erika. But you don't pay attention.

I just said, we stand a good chance of breaking up the organisation.

We have tried on many occasions to infiltrate one of our men into their lines, and it hasn't worked.

But this time we seem to have succeeded. He's right here in Brussels.

He's been checked out by London and he's fully accepted by the line. That much we know.

So he will be sent down the route and once he reaches the Spanish border he'll disappear

and lo and behold, we'll have a blueprint of the entire line.

Now please, please Erika, may I get dressed and go to work and it may all happen a little quicker.

When do you think you will be?

Erika, as soon as I know, you'll know.

Well then I'll put my airman in the sanatorium at Lessines.

Lessines? - No one will bother him there, and the Sisters are excellent nurses.

Very well Pascal. Thank you.

Goodbye Albert. - Goodbye.

There's somebody outside to see you. Name of van Artevelde. Does that mean anything to you?

Yes, show her in.

Listen to this, Pascal.

If you'd like to come in please. Just there in the office.

Madame, please.

Thank you, Max.

You have something for us, Madame? - I think so Monsieur.

Major Brandt has his wife staying with him for a few days. - I know.

I overheard him talking to her. He implied that his job in Brussels would be terminating shortly

because he's expecting to capture the evasion line network in the immediate future.

Because he has an infiltrator inside the line here in Brussels.

Now. He's been passed by both the line and London.

He's planning to let him go right through to the Spanish border.

Did you get any idea who this infiltrator might be? - No. No names were mentioned.

Now think hard Louise. Didn't Brandt give you any clue at all?

No, nothing. Sounded as if they were getting up, so I came away before they saw me.

Yeah, I see.

Well, you've done us a great service. Your husband would have been very proud of you.

Thank you.

This is my pianist. He will see you out. And again, my grateful thanks.

Come this way.

Did you hear that? - Yes.

Max, how many evaders do we have in the in the Brussels houses?

Nineteen, including the one at Doctor Keldermans.

Yeah, well, we must stop all movement. We must try to contain this man here in Brussels.

But we don't know who it is, and she implied he'd been cleared by London. - Yeah, that means...

Wait a minute. If this chap is as smart as we think he is, he'll be onto us the moment we don't behave normally.

We've got to close the houses Max. - Then what?

I have been a criminal all my life. I can smell up a police trap 50 miles away. It's a sense you have and he'll have it too.

One whiff of trouble and he'll be off. He'll blow the gaffe and that would be the end of Lifeline.

Max is right. Albert. - Yes, yes.

But we've got to do something fast.

I can only think of two alternatives. Either we think of a damn clever scheme to winkle this guy out in the open or,

or we shoot the lot. - Yeah, right.

All nineteen of them?

Yes, well we can forget about the one at your place, but yes, all 18.

Have you got a better idea?

It would be a massacre. - And what do you think it'll be if he gets down to the Spanish border?

Look, let's see if we can find a more civilized method before we resort to such extremes.

I imagine we have a little time.

What the hell can we do?

Well, there's an old adage. It's not a bad one.

And that is you set a thief to catch a thief.

We can hardly ask the Wehrmacht to give us a German, just to catch another one.

A pretend German of our own.

Who? - Natalie's uncle. The bloke with the barge.

Would he do it? - No, I doubt it.

You haven't asked him. - He thinks of me as nothing but a murderer.

With reason, I suppose in his eyes. - Alright with reason.

I imagine this infiltrator would be SS.

Yes, probably.

Well if he is SS, the SS have their numbers tattooed just under the left armpit.

Now if our man is one of them. He'll either have his tattoo,

or a small scar where it's been removed.

If I can find an excuse for examining these evaders, we should be able to find...

It's got to be a good one. One whiff of trouble he'll be off. It's a risk, -

Yeah, but can we afford not to take it? - If he is SS.

That's why we have to use the bargee as well.

We can do both checks at the same time.

Alright.

Max, take Pascal down to the Rue Marnix.

I'll go and see this man Hans Van Broeken.

So they brought the evader in here, from Holland? - No from Westerlo.

Could be useful and your uncle being Dutch.... - He's not. He's German.

He deserted from the army in 1917 and he's passed for a Dutchman ever since.

Had me fooled. - You like him Francois? - Of course.

I quite like his niece too.

They seem very happy.

Why shouldn't they be happy? They're young, they're in love. What's there to be sad about?

I don't know, it's just, the war. The work they're doing...

They shouldn't be doing it. Let old people kill themselves, if they must.

I thought you'd brought me here so we could talk to them about resistance work.

No, I wanted them to meet you so they could tell everyone at home

what terrible taste I have in men.

We should not be distracted from the war by personal attachments.

My God, he's so pompous.

OK, please let's all forget about the war.

Well, that's a good idea. - I usually keep one like this in the wheelhouse. It's special. I've only two left.

And why? Because you've drunk the rest.

Madame Van Broeken, I am sorry to interrupt your party, but I must speak to your husband on a matter of great importance.

Aunt Lena, I don't think you've met Albert Foiret.

So you are Albert Foiret.

I have wanted a long time to meet you.

May I speak with you alone?

Anything you have to say, you can say in front of my wife, and my friends.

No, I'm sorry. - And I'm not sorry. Goodbye Monsieur Foiret.

Can you persuade your uncle

that I wouldn't be here under any circumstances if I thought there was a means of avoiding it?

It does not matter. I just don't care about you.

I suppose you care about Natalie and your wife?

Now listen well. I haven't much time.

I need your help.

And if I don't get it, and I can't think of an alternative,

then all of us, including Natalie and anyone closely associated with her, will be for the firing squad.

What's happened, Albert? - Say what you have to.

To you, no one else. Not even Natalie. - If Natalie is in danger. She's a right to know, so have I.

It's not a question of rights, it's a matter of expediency. Now she knows that. She's been doing this work longer than I have.

I'm sorry Albert. But we just cannot involve my uncle.

If we don't stop something now, right now,

he may already be involved by the fact that you are here and he is your uncle.

Now I am not joking Meneer Van Broeken.

Lena. Take the children to the cafe by the lock bridge.

I'll join you as soon as I'm finished with this man.

But Hans. - Please Lena.

Come on, children.

See that nobody comes down here.

I am sorry. I have no wish to do this. - Just tell me.

It's quite simple.

We have information that at this moment among our evaders, is a German infiltrator.

He's passed scrutiny and fooled us all.

He will blow the gaffe the moment he is able.

I intend to stop him.

But the trouble is, I don't know which one it is.

Why not just shoot them all? You have had a lot of experience in that.

All nineteen of them?

What can I do? - You are German.

If I put you in a safe house with the others, do you think you could spot him?

Perhaps? Perhaps not.

Why should I help you?

To me you are a murderer and I don't like you, Albert Foiret.

If I must help you to save the people I care about, then I have no choice.

But I will not kill for you. Do you understand?

Will you help or won't you?

Yes.

Right.

Then that's what I'll arrange.

But there is a problem.

You must be about 50.

Yes. Now how are we going to put you in without causing suspicion?

Now your accent will give you away. Your age will need explaining.

I stay Dutch. Some are fighting with the Allies.

My age? Well, do governments care when they send you out to be blown to pieces?

Good.

Now you tell no one what you are doing, not even your wife.

I will have papers for you. Bits and pieces. You know the Bourse in Brussels?

You will be met there at 8:15 tomorrow morning. Your own clothing will be adequate.

How will I know him?

It will be me.

I'm grateful to you Hans Van Broeken, whatever you may believe...

I just have no alternative.

If I had, you could die of old age before I would help you.

Breathe in.

Out.

Breathe.

Right. Thank you. Max.

Hans has eliminated some. Shall we risk it and send them down the line, out of harm's way?

If we're sure, yes. Let's lose them.

What about Pascal? - No, nothing yet.

He's found no distinguishing marks on anyone he's seen so far.

Well, OK. If Brandt is behind it, the chances are he's Luftwaffe, not SS.

If we don't find him,

we'll have to close the line all the way to the Spanish border.

Hundreds of people. - Yes.

Does he have to make that terrible noise? - It's been needing tuning for weeks and we're lucky to get him.

Did you, did you get your suit cleaned?

Which one? - The evening suit.

No.

What will happen to this place? - We won't be here to worry about that.

Look, he hasn't been here. There's nothing to connect him with the Candide and Lifeline.

There may be a chance. - A slim one.

I'm really scared this time Albert.

Yes, so am I.

Oh God. I'll be glad when he's finished.

It's alright. Don't panic.

I've just brought you a couple of mates to keep you company.

This is Sergeant Lloyd, RAF,

and this is Captain De Hooft of the Free Dutch Forces.

He was sent on a special mission. Just got a bit unlucky.

Vick Hutton. - Jeff Lloyd, gunner.

Billy Boyce, navigator. - This is Sergeant Palmer.

Oh, Willy may be Dutch, but he speaks pretty good English, so don't hold it against him.

The gloomy one's Roger Parker. I don't think he likes people, and I'm sure he kicks dogs.

Right lads, you'll be going down the line the day after tomorrow.

So keep practicing your French.

Have you all seen the doctor yet? - Doctor? What for?

Oh, it's just routine. Two blokes got sick on the last journey almost cost us six men

so we can't take risks any more. If you're not A1 fit, you just rest here until you are.

Alright, but we haven't seen one yet. - I'll be along later on to check these two. So just remind him if I'm not here.

We don't want to be a nuisance, but we could use some grub.

You can say that again, I'm bloody starving.

We're a bit short rationed in Europe nowadays you know? Your stuff comes from the black market. It's not that easy to get.

But you'll be fed soon. Nobody's died on us yet. - Thanks anyway. - Thanks.

It's nice to actually meet a Flying Dutchman. I'm sick of these types. Thanks very much.

I'm not a flyer. Army.

I was advising and observing my luck ran out.

Have you blokes got anything to eat? - We're a bit pushed for rations. - You can say that again.

Sorry, but we've not eaten yet either.

Is that Brandt's bottle? - Yes.

His wife's a bit grand isn't she? - It's the way they've been brought up.

Thank you, Monique. - Herr Major.

You seem to know her rather well.

I told you. I come here regularly. She's always been very kind and civil.

It is necessary that German officers should appear courteous and friendly toward the occupying peoples whatever their station.

That is Article five of the occupation directive from our commandant.

Proost.

Don't look now.

The man who has just come in is Kessler. The SS officer that I've told you about.

No, I don't think he's seen us. In any event, he is not alone.

I'm not meeting him. I refuse. Please understand that.

I wouldn't ask you to, my dear, but it may be necessary to acknowledge him. If it is necessary Erika, please...

I hope it will not be necessary.

That's the third time this week. I think Kessler's getting serious.

Yes we've seen her type before. - No, no, not like her.

I watched her the last time they were in. You know, she hardly speaks.

She never touches him. Hardly ever smiles.

Seems miles away on another planet. As if the war didn't exist.

When it ends, she will know it.

Any word from Hans? - No.

I want to know what they know about him.

You are a Luftwaffe Officer. Why do you have to associate with such people?

Because I've been ordered to do so by my superiors. Now I didn't seek this posting Erika.

Nor will I become a bad officer just because my colleagues are not of our class.

Is it his wife who's with him? - No, he's not married.

No, he's taken up with a Belgian girl. I haven't met her.

Though I'm reliably informed that she's a former mistress of the Baron d'Aquise.

Not Christian d'Aquise?

Well, then I shall commit a quick glance after all.

I see that my colleague Major Brandt is also in the restaurant with his wife.

She's visiting him from Berlin, just for a few days.

I hope they won't want to join us. I don't feel like making polite conversation.

I think that's unlikely.

She comes from a military family and will almost certainly find an officer of the SS beneath her dignity.

Ordinarily, I'd make a point of embarrassing such a person of their idiotic pretensions, but,

But I quite like Brandt.

And he's a most reliable officer and colleague.

Please, let's just stay alone, quietly

Yes of course.

Sorry, I was half asleep.

We don't speak Dutch. What did you say?

What time is it? - I can't help you I'm afraid.

The Belgians took our watches. Said it was a dead giveaway.

It's not easy to sleep, is it? Don't do much else these days.

Where did you get picked up? - Somewhere between Diest and Eindhoven.

You? - No, I meant before that.

Did you escape to England in 1940? - No, I have not been there long.

I was in the East Indies. On board ship,

when the Japanese invaded in March 42.

We made for Australia and then five months later I was sent to England...

Can't you lot shut up.

But you have no idea what it's like. - I do receive reports and I see the photographs.

It's not living through it. Every night now we have to sleep in the shelters.

Buildings burn and fall down all around. It's not just one here and another one there.

It's every other building.

Yes, you may very well look at me like that.

I'm no longer the General's daughter that you married.

The whole war was a ghastly mistake which is turning into a nightmare.

This time last year neither you nor anyone else thought it was such a ghastly mistake. Was that because it seemed to be going well then?

I can't understand you, Erika. I've never seen you like this before. I've never before seen you lose your dignity.

Dignity will not save my life, Erwin. Nor the lives of our children.

You've been very kind to me Ludwig. And asked for nothing in return.

I'm grateful, but puzzled.

Why do you continue to seek my company?

I have not often sought female companionship.

I am by nature not a gregarious person. Indeed, I even shun company as a general rule.

But for all that I sometimes feel, lonely.

But it doesn't bother me. I can exist cocooned with myself quite happily, but,

I sense in you, a kindred spirit.

I also find you highly attractive as a woman. And I enjoy your company.

Does that satisfy your curiosity? - Yes, thank you.

Shall we have some more wine. I feel quite happy this evening.

Something I haven't experienced for a long time.

Monsieur Foiret. Another bottle. - Yes, Sir.

Oh my God, are you still trying to work that one out.

She fascinates me. I can't get her out of my mind.

Well, she's very pretty.

I couldn't help wondering if you were like that man Kessler.

If you had a Rachel tucked away somewhere...

She's not my type.

Besides, I happen to love you.

Rachel is a Jewish name. - Yeah, she probably lived here before the war. The furniture is much as it was when I moved in.

I wonder what happened to her. - If she was Jewish, we may never know.

Does that bother you, Erwin?

The Luftwaffe has nothing to do with the deportation of Jews.

Of course not.

Erwin. Why won't you let me bring the children here? Please tell me why.

Look, I don't want you involved.

I don't want you involved in the work I have to do in this city.

I'm not proud of what I sometimes have to do, and I don't want my children to grow up not understanding.

But I don't understand. Perhaps you could explain to me.

Oh, for God's sake.

Who do you imagine performs all the disgusting tasks of an occupation force?

Who do you think takes women and children hostages and shoots them?

The Nazis. Those vague, awful people you're unwilling to meet.

Well you ask the people of Russia and France and Poland. Ask them here in Brussels. They draw no fine distinctions.

We are Germans, that's all.

At least permit us to be evacuated into the country.

I know originally you said it would show a bad example if we didn't stay, to face the air raids.

But Erwin, it isn't quite like that any more.

Please try and understand that.

But I have to leave it to you to work out the details.

Can you manage that? Of course.

No, there's nothing else I can do.

I've tried speaking in German to each of them. I've, I have tried to shock them. Everything.

He is too clever. - What do you expect? - What the hell do you mean?

If he's a real pro, he's not gonna fall for stuff like that. He's too good.

But, we've narrowed it down to three. - Well, that's good.

Why don't we just shoot them? - Well it may come to that, but not yet. You want some more? - Yes please.

We've got to find out how much he's passed on to his control. We've got to find out how he gets the information out,

what his plans were, and who's behind the operation.

No, we've got to find him.

Well, hopefully it is down to three, but I can do no more. I'm suspect by now

and useless to you. I'm going back to my Lena.

Where are these three? - Waiting in the barge.

They think they're on the way down the line waiting for the guide to show up. Natalie is guarding them. - Yeah.

Natalie is in the barge? Where is my Lena?

She's safe. We kept her out of harm's way, that's what you wanted wasn't it?

Then where is she? - She's with Francois, she's perfectly safe.

If it is one of these three, how the hell do we isolate him?

Well, as a professional right - yeah

well, let's try and catch him because of that.

Yeah. - Well, if he's a professional, he'll know how to handle himself in a fight,

especially when his life is at stake. He'll be unsentimental about hurting anybody. I mean, most people hold back a bit. Play the game.

Not the professional. He's in for the kill. No games.

Yeah, it's worth a try. Can you set this up?

Oh yeah, there's a few blokes I was inside with. They can cut up rough.

It's going to cost money.

How much? - Well! - Alright.

Is that enough?

I'm gonna have to use you too.

I do not enjoy this work. I accept that it had to be done,

but I will not kill for you. Believe that.

He means that you know.

Then you will have to soil your hands, won't you Max? - I know.

Hans. - Yeah. - Wait for Max.

Where are the keys?

Alright. This is it lads. Come on, let's go.

The light hits you after being in there.

Where are we going? - Down the line old son. This is it. Next stop France, and if we're lucky, Spain.

We go like this? - You'll get some new clothes once you're in,

once you're in France, and the guide will give you your papers at the railway station. - Oh, which station?

In case we get separated? - We won't. Come on, let's go.

Hold it. Put your hands in the air now.

Hans, tie him up.

Found out what we wanted to know.

What the Hell's going on?

Your friend. He's a German infiltrator.

Are you alright? - Yeah.

I bet you didn't bargain on that. Alright, you'd better fix him up.

I thought there was something wrong about you. You didn't sound quite like a Dutchman. More like a German.

That's because he is a German. One of ours.

I'm just going to the farm. Telephone Albert. Tell him we found the infiltrator.

You keep him covered till I get back.

Find out what he's done so far. Any way you like.

You know what I told Albert Foiret.

Oh yeah, I know.

You two come with me.

Now Mr Hutton, shall we talk in German or English?

What are you doing? Listen, I'm not German. You've got it all wrong.

There's no point in arguing.

The lock is filling up. You will tell me how much you have already passed on to your control,

and who that control is, or you will slowly drown.

(Repeats, in German)

This is bloody ridiculous. Get me out.

I want a Brussels number please.

Jauche 49.

Brussels, 942477.

Restaurant Candide.

Max. Oh thank God.

Yes, I'll tell Albert. Does this mean we're safe? Alright.

Yes I will.

They've got him.

What? - They've got him.

Thank God for that.

I know.

I don't think I could have coped with all this disappearance stuff.

Well you may have to one day. So get the procedure in your head.

Are you ready to tell me everything? I haven't anything to tell you. I don't know what it's all about.

Come on Hans, if that is your name. You're not going to let me drown. It isn't in you.

Too many men in a similar situation have thought like that and have died.

Alright, get me out, and I'll tell you what you want to know. - No, you tell me, then you get out.

Bastard.

Wait, wait.

Alright. There's been no report as yet.

I was to make no contact until I went right down the line or until I was suspected.

Then I was to get in touch with Major Brandt of the Luftwaffe Police in Brussels.

Is that the truth? - Yes, I swear it.

Then I get you out

Just a minute.

I want to make sure he's telling the truth. - Of course I'm telling the truth.

I'm drowning. Get me out.

In a minute.

Just to see if he changes his mind.

Help me. Hilfe...

(German) Bastards. I'm drowning. Help me.

He's drowning. - Just leave him.

You let him drown.

Yeah, it looks that way, doesn't it

I reckon he was telling the truth. - Heartless, vicious, murderers.

You could have saved his life.

Why? So he could try another lot. Have some more people tortured and killed.

You want to get your priorities right mate.

He was German.

So am I.