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TIME OF HONOUR The Uprising

- What are you doing here? Previously

I think it's a code.

I assume this is how to read it.

- What could it be? - A message.

- What message? - A phone number?

Ladies and gentlemen, my fiancée Milena!

Milena, no!

ENGINEER'S CODE Episode 10

- He's been like that since yesterday. - Are you surprised?

If anything happened to Irena... I don't know what I'd do.

- I hope she's safe in Kampinos. - I'm sure she is.

Done?

- Have you got someone? - None of your business.

Can I help you?

- I'm looking for my son. - Alias?

- I'll take care of it. - Hello.

- Hello, son. - What are you doing here?

I wanted to see... I got news that your quarters are here.

Have you seen enough? Then go.

We haven't talked since the war broke out.

And I still don't have anything to say to you.

- Adam... - Dad, you come here drunk?

We were celebrating.

You reek of moonshine.

I wanted you to know that I am proud of you.

Great. Now get out.

You heard me. Get out.

- I'm proud. - Get out. - I'm off.

- Who was that? - I don't know. A drunk.

Warsaw is still fighting. The enemy's heavy assaults

cannot break the capital's unbreakable spirit.

In these difficult times the civilians show great spirit,

especially the heroic mothers and wives of Warsaw.

Bravo.

"The unbreakable spirit." You could add we're losing Powisle.

- And the civilians are ready to run. - You wrote it. - I know.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I'm tired. We all are.

Maybe we should go out?

To... Go out somewhere...

I don't know... have fun?

- Have you forgotten Celina? - Why did you say that?

I'm sorry.

- Why did you say that? - I said I'm sorry.

The Soviets are broadcasting.

- What are they saying? - I don't understand.

- You speak Russian, right? - Yes, but...

- it's just numbers. - Write them down.

It doesn't look good.

Me, or the Home Army archives?

Both.

You must take the archives out of Warsaw.

- The less people know, the better. - Yes, sir.

- I'm sorry... - I was about to leave. Goodbye, sir.

The Soviet broadcast.

I think they're trying to contact us.

I need that cryptographer with the funny name.

Fibonacci is DEA...

Oh, shit. Lift me up.

You can't blame yourself.

If I hadn't been so stupid...

You don't know that. Maybe we'd all have died.

- I was meant to die. - Think about it this way:

you took the suffering upon yourself,

and Milena has found her peace.

You're going to talk about God and angels?

I'm just saying the war isn't over,

and your despair won't change anything.

- Let's leave God out of it. - There is no God!

What God would kill such a good, warm person?

Is that what you want to tell all those people outside,

who lost their families, children?

All those who are hoping that you'll get over this tragedy,

take your gun, and fight for them?

And for Milena?

- This is inedible. - Spit.

I said: spit!

It's barley from the brewery. To make beer, not soup.

Pretend it's beer soup.

- Remember how we got drunk? - Sure. I carried you home.

I was really embarrassed.

And I knew you were the one.

Remember how I gave you the ring?

Krawiec.

Sit. Wladek, muster your guys, you're going to Powisle.

- As a relief force? - Just your platoon.

- You'll pick someone up. - Another courier?

- On the contrary. - What? - The Soviets are sending an envoy.

I think they've decided to move.

- A landing op? - That's all we know.

You'll bring him here and take him to the Staff.

Your brother will deal with him.

Be careful.

Bon appetite.

Apache!

Sis, you were supposed to be in Kampinos.

- You said you'd come for me. - After the Uprising.

Whatever. I've finally found you!

- That smell... - I was in the sewers.

I'll tell you as soon as I get them some bandages.

We'll find something. Come on, guys.

Slowinski impressed me. He was a cryptographer

during the Polish-Bolshevik war. This code is nothing for him.

- When's the landing op? - Today.

Cross out the paragraph about our casualties.

- It's the truth. - But we work in propaganda.

The atmosphere is as gloomy as it is.

This paragraph...

and maybe half of this one.

I'll be right back.

- Hi. Have you heard? - What about?

- The Soviets contacted us. - What about the cryptographer?

Who?

You sent one to me, right?

- Yes. - He took the photos and vanished.

Fibonacci.

- You don't know? - What?

Come.

All killed by a shell from "Karl".

It pierced 3 floors and exploded in the basement.

- Now you're telling me? - You didn't ask.

Got any of his stuff left? I gave him those photos.

You're not listening. The building collapsed.

- Nothing was left. - Great.

- All is lost. - What?

The man wanted to tell us something.

- Was it important? - How should I know?

I hoped he'd tell me.

Major Slowinski can help. He was a cryptographer.

- So what? - Do you remember the numbers?

8-7-1 -8-5.

Sounds like a phone number.

We'll check it out.

- We're looking for Szostak. - Manager Szostak.

Whatever. Will you check a number for us?

- We'll see. - 8-7...

1-8-5.

Give me a smoke.

Keep them.

- Are the lines still working? - A few.

- We'll see if you're lucky. - Could it be that simple?

You're out of luck. It's dead.

How else can I trace that number? It's important.

A phone book.

- This didn't call for a genius. - You want to be checking yourself?

- Cool it! - Manager...

Got it. Schumacher, Hans.

A German? Maybe it's a false lead.

- Wilanowska 5. - Czerniakow. - Let's check this. - How?

You want to pay a visit? It's raining bombs there.

What if it's a false lead?

That's how the photo's were numbered.

Thank you.

Sardines!

- Now then...! - You wouldn't have got them from me.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Thanks for visiting me. My social life here is... pathetic.

I envy you your fiancée.

You promised I'd meet her.

It's... very complicated.

So I won't visit you in Brazil?

What?

You said you two were going to Brazil.

No, I didn't.

Oh, come on. I remember.

Do you take me for a madman?

Of course not.

Do you want to listen to London?

I find those patriotic broadcasts very funny.

All right.

You are listening to London.

New reports come in from Warsaw about German atrocities

- committed on civilians. - Interesting.

The British government warns Germany again:

"your crimes will be prosecuted."

The authorities have a list of German criminals,

who will answer for their actions in Warsaw.:

- SS Obergruppenfuehrer Von dem Bach. - I bet he's trembling with fear.

SS Gruppenfuehrer Reinefarth...

- General Von Hackel. - He deserves it.

SS Obersturmbannfuehrer Reiner.

- What? - SS Brigadefuehrer Kaminski.

- They mentioned my name! - SS Oberfuehrer Dirlewanger.

God-damn British propaganda!

They mention me along with such criminals as Dirlewanger or Kaminski?

I need to go.

I've got some important business.

What's going on with you lately?

It's time to think about the future.

You can leave.

You hear me?

I know you're not Hilde, I'm not crazy.

Your bombs killed Hilde.

How about one last dinner?

Please.

- Do they really want to help us? - Who?

The Russians.

I don't know. They've established contact.

Four on cover, like you wanted.

Keep your cool.

- I think he's better. - No. He's not.

You don't get better. If it were you...

The signal.

The Ruskis.

Wolf!

Captain Sergeev.

Kmicic.

- That's your name? - My name is irrelevant.

We'll take you to the Staff. Let's go.

Hilde, I've got a riddle for you.

Where does Germany lie?

Where does Germany lie? Where does Germany lie?

Between the Oder and the Rheine.

Under Stalingrad!

Very funny.

- You find it funny? - Very funny.

- A million dead Germans is funny? - I didn't say that.

How about bombing Berlin? Or Cologne?

Or Bremen?

Do you find this funny?!

You'll never leave this place.

Wine?

- The Russian expedition! - Get lost.

- How was it? - They're at the Staff.

We've got wounded. Is Wanda here?

- She is looking in hospitals. - For her Mom?

- Where's the spirit? - It was here.

- It was the last bottle. - Someone must've stolen it.

Did anyone take the spirit?

Bring hot water.

Irena, help her.

You came to watch your brother? Good.

I gave the spirit away.

- The unit I came with had wounded. - Don't worry. Help me.

- Where's our spirit? - Guys, that's my son, Adam.

You stole our spirit.

- Now you're embarrassing me. - I'm embarrassing you?

You stole our medic's spirit.

That's what you came for!

- We'll go for a smoke, boss. - There's no time.

And Adam is leaving.

Get in. Who doesn't get in sleeps outside.

- To the left. - The Krauts might get the archives.

- Move it! - Photos, names, addresses.

- They'll use it all right. - Maybe someone will save it.

- Who? - Over there... - Only I know about this mission.

Sit.

We have to get it out of Warsaw.

Excuse me.

That's all I got.

What's this junk?

It's worthless!

You don't get diamonds every day.

I told you what I'm interested in.

I've got something better than diamonds.

What?

There are two insurgents here...

See? Now I'm intrigued. Go on.

The fact that I came here is proof how serious we are.

Your courageous act can hasten the victory

in this war.

I hope you realize that time is of the essence.

With your help we can win this damned Uprising.

Yes.

We will fix the time of our landing with your command.

They should be here any minute.

How will we go about this?

Will it be a long, painful denial on your side...

or will you admit you're not a civilian?

Your collar is dusted unevenly.

Can I have a cigarette?

Are you insolent or stupid?

I understand my position.

So can I have that cigarette?

There.

I mingled with the civilians to avoid execution.

This confession is not worth my cigarette.

You'll go to Auschwitz today.

Unless...

I find out...

what is that you're so desperately trying to hide from the Germans?

Actually...

I'd like to hide myself from the Germans.

Guys...

We need to pick up cigarettes and food cans.

- So eager? - I'll go.

- Zosia... I'm glad you're here. - Really?

I wanted to give this to you, just didn't have a chance.

- What is it? - The Poet's notebook.

- He wrote poems for you. - For me?

I'm not surprised.

You're...

quite...

Never mind. I wanted to give this to you.

- Wladek! - What?

What's up?

There'll be a landing op.

That Russian brought Rokossovsky's orders.

The Soviets will attack along with our paratroopers.

What?

The Brits will drop our paratroopers. We're waiting for London's signal.

Nonsense. There won't be any paratroopers.

It's all set.

The Allies are dropping our guys, and the Soviets move in.

You took my cigarettes yesterday.

Last one.

Goodbye.

He's gone crazy.

- Wladek... - Yeah?

That Ruski... what's his name? Sergeev?

What about him?

I'm not sure, but before the Uprising...

- when we picked up the courier. - Engineer? - Right.

- And...? - I think Sergeev was the sniper.

- Are you sure? - Wolf saw him. - Nonsense.

It was dark, he got away.

Michal! It's time.

Friends?

If you've got anything, take it to Krawiec.

You are listening to London.

- Well...? - What?

- What's this? - The offensive starts today.

- Aren't you happy, Kmicic? - I am. - Good.

Enough.

Well... how will it be?

Are you going to talk?

"Lithuania, my country... thou art like health:

"how much thou shouldst be prized only he can learn who has lost thee."

They're coming!

B-17's. American flying fortresses.

10, 20... more then a 100!

- It looks like a real invasion. - We keep our word.

They're jumping!

Containers.

- And what about the paratroopers? - That's all I knew.

Guns will also be good.

- Damn, the wind is changing. - Don't. - It is.

- It's all flying to the German side. - Great.

- Thanks. - Our army will cross the Vistula.

- Hold it... - I brought water.

You're "Grey-head", right?

A brunet.

Relax, I'm on your side.

- I don't know you. - I can tell who's ours.

- Yours... - Ours. My brother is a fighter.

Listen... I know this church.

- My father was an organist here. - You've got a large family.

And you're a janitor for the Krauts?

I want to help you.

There's a tunnel to the cemetery, behind the altar.

- Why are you telling me this? - Do you want to escape?

- Wolf saw him. - He might be wrong.

- He is not at his best. - What if he's right?

- It doesn't matter now. - How is that?

If he shot at Engineer, they didn't send him here to help.

- There will be a landing. - Like the paratroopers.

Other sources confirm it.

They will land, we are to secure a stronghold.

I don't believe the Ruski.

- What do we do with him? - He's going with us.

Keep an eye on him.

Morning.

I wouldn't mind being wounded around such nurses.

Can't you see what's going on?

You shouldn't have hired such pretty ones.

Romek!

Are you OK?

- How's the little one? - Good. I can't go on...

Come. Let's get out of here.

Let's go to Janek.

Let's go to Janek.

You're exhausted. Better stay here.

It'd be too risky with the little one.

I'll go alone and bring Janek here, all right?

- Don't leave me. - We'll be right back. - Don't.

Everything will be all right, I promise.

OK.

I'll take a nap, maybe Jas will fall asleep.

You're safe here.

I'll be right back.

Hi. Are you alone here? Do you need help?

I can't talk to strangers.

You can't talk to strangers, but you can carry water all alone?

Have you got candy?

- What's your name? - Nela. And you?

Romek.

I'll help you. Where do you live?

There, with Mom, Grandpa, and Elunia.

- Who's Elunia? - My little sister.

Dad got killed by the Germans.

- I'll be off. Any messages? - No.

- Unless someone asks about a child. - Romek.

He's been like this for an hour.

He'll be OK, it's just shock.

- Do you know him? - I do.

Lena...

What's going on?

Romek is gone since yesterday. I think he went looking for Lena.

- No. He went to get provisions. - I should be looking for her!

If I lose them, all this will be pointless!

We're fighting so that you don't lose them.

- I saw Romek. - Where is he?

In no 3. He keeps saying "Lena", but he's out of it.

Muster up at the entrance!

- Is everyone here? - Janek will join us later.

Michal...

Be careful.

- He was here an hour ago. - Which way did he go?

I don't know. I'm busy saving people.

72 hours in a row.

Did you people really need this?

You have to keep the stronghold!

They code information in broadcasts.

- I'm looking for a Schumacher. - Why? - What is this?

Don't show up until you find the archives.

- How did you get here? - I came to help.

Wrong again.