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Looks like you don't lack for cigarettes.

You know, with all we confiscate, you could easily open a tobacco shop.

May I?

Of course, Monsieur le Sous-Préfet.

Here.

Is just that we in administration, don't have your advantages...

We sign the papers...we don't seize the goods.

Of course.

I don't usually have to wait like this.

...but at the same time, it's pretty exciting to be on the ground.

There, they've finished the transaction. Monsieur André is with two other guys...

You've seen the goods?

Yes furs, silk, and "Foie gras", I think.

A good 'caught-in-the-act' black market case. It's exactly what we need right now.

Monsieur André will surely come out first. I'll nick him...

You and you two, take care of the other two.

- Yes. Are you coming? - Let's go!

What do I do?

Stay here, you'll enjoy the show.

Chevrier will stay with you.

You know, the Préfet is aware of the operation. I mentioned your name. It's good for you.

Good for me too.

Keep to the side.

Police!

Identity check.

What's in this bag?

What. Are you deaf?

Let me go!

I've been tracking you for a while, Monsieur André.

So, what do we have?

Silk stockings, some furs. Looks like I've got you red-handed in the black market.

No, no. It's me catching you red-handed, in something that doesn't concern you.

German Police!

Imbecile!

You've just screwed up a bust operation that took me three weeks to put together!

I'm going to inform my superiors that I was attacked by a French policeman.

I'm not sure they will appreciate that.

Imbecile!

Hitting a German policeman!

Do you realize what you've done?

He didn't know he was German.

Yes, well, you should get good information before striking.

The Commitment

Yes, well, I mean...

It seems he made a report to Besançon.

So tell me...

why then, didn't they warn us?

Because they won the war and they do what they want.

Do you understand that?

Are they not expected to respect the Armistice agreement?

- So? - So?

Building a black market network behind our backs without warning is nothing?

You're completely off the mark, Marchetti.

Since I repeat: In the Occupied Zone, they do what they want.

Good, Okay. Does he risk punishment?

In a week at most they'll ask for his dismissal, and I don't see how we could refuse it.

I'll leave you. The Préfet is waiting for me, to give me a similar dressing down.

What an asshole he is.

No. He's right. I should have known André was German.

Ah, no, no, no, no. Don't burden yourself more.

Listen, I just blew up my career skywards!

No. You're getting too far ahead of yourself Marchetti.

I'll file a report supporting you.

Yes. That would be very nice, but it'll serve absolutely no purpose.

The only thing that will serve will be to find evidence against Monsieur André.

Evidence of what?

I'm sure he keeps part of the goods for himself.

And that's illegal, even for a German policeman.

You have leads?

Maybe, yes.

I mean, given the nature of traffic, furs, silk stockings...

I'm sure some ended up with Madame Berthe.

With Madame Berthe?

Yes.

I think so, but that's to be proven.

So, what's going on?

Oh, nothing.

You haven't wanted it for weeks.

Have you taken a mistress?

Now come on, don't talk nonsense.

I like talking nonsense.

Before you loved it, it made you laugh.

Every day I spend my time with people without homes, without work, without money...

without news of loved ones.

I understand, but what can you do about it?

Nothing, exactly.

That's what's unbearable.

Why don't you try to escape all that with me?

I don't know.

It's beyond me.

Come on!

No, listen. Anyway I have to get up...

Marcel will be released at 11:00 o'clock.

We have to get Gustave ready.

Did you tell the teacher that he's not coming to school today?

It's Thursday.

Oh yes.

Daniel, are you sure you still love me?

What a question. Of course I love you.

It's that you can be stupid sometimes.

I know that.

Inspecteur Marchetti.

It's been a long time since we've seen you. At least three months.

Solange misses you.

That's flattering.

But that's not why I'm here.

This is why.

A gift from an admirer, I suppose.

No. It's been in the family for a very long time.

Have you noticed the label is new?

It comes from the black market.

But I assure you I didn't know where it came from.

But if you didn't know, you wouldn't have lied.

Okay. What do you want?

I want to know who sold, or gave it, to you.

In your place, I wouldn't dig too deep. He's German, he sure made that clear.

Really?

Monsieur André, perhaps.

So, you know him?

Listen Madame Berthe, if you don't want to see this establishment closed shortly...

I'd advise you to tell me everything you know about him.

But I know nothing.

...except he scares everyone, including me.

He gives you furs. He doesn't just frighten you.

But that's nothing to do with it. When one...

But he doesn't talk. He never talks about anything.

On the other hand, I know someone who knows him well.

Good. Who?

The Mayor.

Wait, you're telling me that Docteur Larcher knows André?

Listen. Last week, we went out to dine...

we went up to the Larcher home...

he made me wait in the car, but I saw they knew each other...

They stayed behind closed doors, I don't know, maybe 20 minutes.

You know Larcher well, you only have to ask him.

Yes.

Good. Very well.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

You want us to go at a slower tempo?

No, no. It's just that I'm cold and my fingers are numb.

The heating doesn't work that well.

Although it also needs fixing.

Because we've no more wood for the stove and

if it's as cold tomorrow I won't be able to give lessons.

You play really well.

It'll be sad when Gunther returns.

I play like a rattle.

- Raddel? - Yes. That means I play very badly.

That's funny. It's the same at my brother's school in Saarbrücken...

It must be the same everywhere.

How do you spell 'Raddel'?

Like this.

That's it.

- Rattle. - Rattle.

I love these cubes.

You can make new words with them.

...like magic.

Shall we go and look at the heater?

Yes.

Do you know where the light is?

The light's there.

Ah well, there you are!

Right, that's good. It won't take two ticks to fix this mess.

I already spent an hour this morning...

Well, you should have told us.

Well no. You were trying to...

Anyway it's...your Quartet is very nice.

I don't know much but it has a nice air. Mozart would be very happy.

You know something about heaters?

A little, yes.

It needs at least one part changed.

Impossible. Find a part right now? Impossible.

Impossible isn't French, Monsieur Bériot.

...especially for the German army.

That's funny.

Ah, that merits a little bit of plonk.

At this hour?

There's never a wrong time for the brave.

Monsieur le Feldwebel, you'll have a drink with me?

But I'm not allowed.

From time to time, we must do things that are not allowed, otherwise in life...

No question!

I never drink!

Well, all the more reason.

To Collaboration!

So Cocotte? I got them.

I didn't know Thursday was chicken day.

Marchetti came to see you?

Yes. But why do you have to get mixed up in the black market like that?

...there's nothing in the shops. It's an inevitable phenomenon.

Absolutely. Is Natasha free?

So, this is true love!

And why not?

Are you going to grind the bed?

No, no, no, I'm too lazy.

Anyway, now it's 'great love' between us.

When one makes love, one talks first, right?

Oh well, no, why lose time?

Marchetti came to question you?

No.

He just pumped the boss about the black market.

Well, so much the better.

So much the better, because if Marchetti suspects something...

Von Ritter came to see me last night.

Ah good. Here?

No, no, no. We always see him in a room with a separate entrance.

Yes. He doesn't want to be seen in a French brothel.

Good, so what?

Well, I've gathered quite a lot of information.

They're going to triple patrols on the Demarcation Line...

day and night, and there's also a story of manoeuvres at Besançon...

in a month's time.

And...

And, I made a summary of what there was in French and a few bits in German...

as much as I could.

Good.

In code?

Well, no. In clear.

I didn't see any code.

How do you get all this information?

Actually I dig in his briefcase when he snores.

Good.

Can you help me?

Tie the knot down there.

I definitely need to pass this information to the Unoccupied Zone.

Using the bus, I can get it to Essarts...

but from there the "line" was taken out, the other day.

There it is.

We need to find someone in Essarts.

Yes.

When will he come out?

Soon.

But afterwards we'll all go and eat at home? Is that a promise?

Yes. Sure.

Maria got us a chicken.

On the black market?

You know it's the black market.

Yes. That's the stuff you buy at night, because it's dark at night.

Yes. Something like that.

In any case it's certain, we'll all eat together, eh?

But what if Papa doesn't want to?

He will, he will. Don't worry.

Can I go to him?

For sure.

Hey. But you're awfully dressed up.

And you've grown.

Has Auntie Hortense spoiled you?

No. He just grew.

At his age, three months means a lot.

Glad to see you out.

You didn't sign me out, at least?

You're crazy.

Because I'm damned surprised they released me so soon.

Aren't you glad to be out?

Yes. So?

Let's go. We're going to lunch.

Let's go.

'I think of you'

And for Christmas...

there was a big fir tree at the Mairie.

I've never seen such a big one.

Did you have one in prison too?

You know, in prisons...

well, there's no Christmas tree.

It wasn't too hard?

It's hard for those who are still in there.

Some Comrades have been given 10 years!

You're not hungry?

I used to say to myself, that on leaving he'd like a small end of sausage...

This is luxury, you know.

I'll wait for lunch.

Thank you.

Jean!

If I'd expected you.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Oh, you're joking. You're not interrupting me at all. Come in.

Thank you.

It feels like ages since we saw you.

Daniel isn't here?

So it's him you came to see.

No. He'll only be here for lunch, and I think we'll be eating late.

In fact I knew he was out.

He went to get his brother. Is that it?

Yes.

Listen, I...I have a big problem.

About Te Quiero?

No, no. Don't worry. This is about me.

Last night there was an incident and...

and I did, let's say, a stupid thing.

And I may be dismissed soon.

So, I don't have much chance to get out of it, except if...

I could search your husband's desk.

No! It's out of the question.

Listen, Hortense. I know it's difficult...

but this is my only chance.

No. I couldn't do such a thing.

All right, I understand.

At least I tried.

No, but wait Jean. I don't understand. Explain it to me.

Has Daniel done something against you?

No. No, it's not him. It's a friend of his.

...a German policeman.

Daniel hasn't any German friends.

Listen. I know this man has been here at night.

Well he's a patient. I mean a German with a problem and Daniel has to treat everyone.

Does your husband keep records of his visits? And the medicines he prescribes?

Yes. In fact a counterfoil book.

Let me take a look. Please. It'll only take a moment and I won't touch anything else.

Please.

Did you get this duck at the school fair?

No, it was at the sale. I was with Jean.

The cop?

Yes.

But he's not at the house now.

I thought it would be better.

But this thing belonged to another kid!

Well obviously, it was a sale.

But Roland will get the money we paid for the duck.

Roland and his mother, they'll get the money.

Is it you who told him that?

Well, no, but...

Listen Gustave, Roland will never see any of the money. Believe me.

- But Jean, said... - That's bullshit, Gustave.

You're over the top talking to him like that. He's nine years old!

Roland is probably a Jew whose parents lost their jobs, like Madame Morhange for example.

...or maybe his father was a Communist and is in prison, as I was...

and his mother had to sell his toys to get money.

In the end, how do you know?

What's certain anyway, is they'll never see any money...

...because no one, not Uncle, not me knows where Roland is.

Do you understand that?

I don't want to go home.

I want to stay with Uncle Daniel!

No, Gustave. What are you talking about?

Stop.

What?

Stop, I tell you.

I tell you, stop!

Fine, in a second.

You're crazy. It's at least eight kilometers.

Good, we'll walk, eight kilometers isn't far.

Come on Gustave.

Marcel, you really make a big story out of nothing.

He didn't say it like that.

Come on. Get out.

And take your stuff there.

No.

After what you told him!

Marcel!

Eight kilometers!

And Hortense has prepared a chicken.

Well, you can thank her, but it isn't going to be possible.

Okay, Gustave, I'll keep your duck, at all events.

- We can see him anyway? - Yes.

Come on. Let's go.

I don't understand. Usually the counterfoil book is always kept here.

Daniel is almost manic about this stuff.

Ah...I've got it.

Well then, what exactly are we looking for?

An André or Monsieur André, wait.

I must tell you that...

Daniel got it into his head you were in love with me.

Ah, right.

I couldn't convince him he was giving himself the wrong idea.

You have a girlfriend, Jean?

I have difficulty in talking about that sort of thing.

Here, Monsieur André.

Gravilomycine 30 mg, what's that?

Morphine. It is used against pain.

30 mg is a lot. Right?

Enormous!

Which means this gentleman is a morphine addict.

In fact, a drug addict.

Which pharmacist could supply so much morphine?

Usually Daniel sends people to Mercier, Rue Blanche.

Jean.

You'll never tell Daniel what we did, will you?

It seems you have potatoes?

From Angouène.

If you have a kilo, I'll exchange for these.

Come back tomorrow.

Well, what a coincidence!

Can I offer you a drink.

Sit down. I won't keep you long.

I wanted to thank you for the other day.

Perhaps they'll recall the other day here.

They'll end up asking questions.

Well, tell them the truth.

Tell them I'm a policeman from Villeneuve on a mysterious case you don't understand.

You're really here by chance?

No.

What will you drink?

Nothing. My husband is waiting for me.

In fact...

Messieurs, Madame.

I have a postal problem.

Postal?

Yes, my family's in the Unoccupied Zone.

And I like to give them my news as often as possible.

And Interzonal Cards, well you know...

I don't quite understand, what I can do for you?

Well...

I have a friend who often crosses the line, quite legally...

so I give him my letters, my photos...

And he brings them to Essarts.

...but he can't go any further because he must return north.

...I'll spare you the details.

And he posts all these at Essarts, for your family?

No...no. The Post works poorly, even in the Unoccupied Zone.

And I don't want to lose the pictures, you see.

So at Seures, I have another friend who passes on the letters to my family.

But, there's no longer anyone to do it between Essarts and Seures

There's been no-one since the last time we met.

I'm looking for someone to take my letters from Essarts to Seures.

"Me too".

Good day.

Good day.

Good day.

I wondered what you thought of the idea of caulking those windows to keep the cold out.

I really think we must get that replacement part from Besançon.

Good.

Hey, are you going to sulk for long?

I'm not sulking.

What must it be like, when you are sulking then!

What will we eat at lunchtime?

I don't know.

We'll see at home.

There's nothing at home. And anyway we won't be there for another hour.

Well it didn't disagree with you to stay three months at Uncle and Auntie's, eh!

Ooh la la! It will take a bit to recover, eh.

Say, have you seen the Postmistress again?

Yes, but I didn't tell anyone I knew her.

And where did you see her again?

At the Post Office.

I was with Jean. Returning from the sale and she came out.

And he asked you if you knew her?

No. Well no, because I was careful.

I told him I didn't know her.

Come here laddie.

Don't move.

It's a domestic rabbit, otherwise it would have run.

Well, here's our lunch.

Wait. We can't kill him!

He's so cute.

Well, it's a rabbit, eh?

Papa, can we keep him? I'll make a hut and it will give me a pal.

So, what are we going to eat?

We'll see at home.

What do rabbits eat?

Well, salad greens, carrots.

I'll call him Capitaine Carrotte.

He's not in the military, eh.

Where will we find salad greens and carrots?

We'll see.

Every day at 5:00 o'clock you have to be within hearing distance of the bus stop.

That's easy. You can hear it from my farm.

If there's a message, you'll hear three short toots.

The driver is one of yours?

Listen, the less you know, the better it'll be.

As soon as you hear the horn...then as soon as possible...

go behind the bus stop...

you see the wall there?

There's the pissoire, you walk along the wall and there's a pile of wood.

You'll find the message, under a log with a large nail in it.

A woman going there will be noticed.

Listen, wait until there isn't anyone around.

There's not a crowd around here anyway.

Good, OK. I'll manage.

Take the message and carry it to Seures.

Hôtel des Voyageurs. Leave it at Reception.

- Sounds as easy as that. - Yes.

The first message is for this evening.

Everything I'm telling you, remember by heart.

Never write anything down, you hear me. Ever.

Don't tell anyone, not even your husband.

And what do I risk, if I get caught?

It's military intelligence, Marie.

What does that mean?

That means if anything goes wrong, you risk the worst.

I see.

Good. Well, I must go, my husband is waiting for me.

Will you do it or not?

He's awfully handy, that Kurt. We'll have the spare part on Saturday.

And you're still going looking for wood?

Oh yes, to be sure of heat tomorrow.

Ah, you've tidied up the cubes.

The cubes?

Oh, you're so discreet, so considerate.

I know it's a clumsy way of saying things, but I know no other way of telling you.

You don't want me to?

I've never known how to behave with women you know, but here goes.

Is there hope or not?

I understand, I understand.

I understand. Anyway, I did it clumsily.

Good. I'll leave you. We'll talk again whenever you want, when the time is better.

Plan B!

Yes.

Ah well, I was no longer expecting you.

You're all alone?

Marcel is really impossible. He made a scene because of a toy.

He didn't even want the sausage.

Poor Gustave. Eating chicken was a feast for him.

We could only manage to eat it all with Maria.

I'm sure she dreams of eating chicken. She wouldn't dare say it to us.

But we're not going to eat with the maid!

Yes. You're right. She can take a little for herself.

I'm sure she'll refuse.

Then, we'll force her to eat it.

It's the fact of having seen Marcel again. You want to help people in spite of themselves?

He's painful when he puts himself to it.

You were filling in forms today?

No. Maria had to dust.

Usually she does that on Monday, right?

Good. I'll write one or two prescriptions and I'll join you right away.

Hurry up. I'm starving.

You got potatoes?

From Alphonse, in exchange for a chicken.

Alphonse doesn't screw himself, does he!

Here, I found something for you.

It's beautiful.

Where did you find it?

I found it on the Chemin de Bailli.

You found it on a road!

What are you telling me?

In fact, I bought it...

I bought it from a dealer in Moissay...when I went to weed the vines for Dupuis.

You're telling me a lie, this is a very expensive jewel.

It's like the boots you brought the other day.

And that bag of fertilizer you supposedly found at the Gallien's.

I thought you'd like it.

Yes, I do like it.

But Laurin, where does all this money come from?

You're in the black market?

I mean really?

Oh, OK.

Are you in the black market, or not?

Yes. I'm in the black market. I trade.

With the French, the Boches, everyone. It's not difficult.

Why do you do this? We lack nothing, we eat our fill, why are you doing this?

For you.

For me?

Since I came back from the war, it hasn't been the same.

You don't look at me like you used to.

You're getting ideas.

No. I sense it.

I need time to get used to it again.

It's been a long time already.

Sometimes I feel like you're not even there.

So I said to myself, if I had money...

to buy things...

I'll make an effort.

I'll make an effort.

Promise me to stop the black marketing.

Promise me.

You're sure that while I was in the army, there wasn't a...

What do you imagine. Of course not.

Promise me to stop the black marketing.

I promise you.

I'm from the French police, for God's sake!

Your soup is really good.

Swede, lamb's lettuce, various spices.

It's perfect.

Oh, you're saying I'm a kept woman.

Stop it.

It won't go on forever, all this.

They'll eventually sign a Peace Treaty.

The Fritz' will go away. You'll recover your job.

This peasant woman from Essarts. Do you trust her?

She even helped me without having to, the other day.

And I'll tell you now, I don't really have a choice.

I don't know what I could give, to get you to stop all this.

Are you serious?

Yes...and no.

Excuse me.

I looked in the dictionary to find another meaning, but I couldn't understand it.

"Me too"?

"Me too"...what?

Me too...me too. It's a special expression...

a friendly expression, it's like saying hello.

Do you understand?

But we'd already seen each other?

Yes, but we can say hello several times a day. In French it's very common.

Really? But why did you write it to me?

Well, because you wanted to learn to write in French didn't you?

Yes.

I'll go.

A patient who comes like a tinker!

At this hour?

You know there are no "hours".

- Monsieur Gallois? - Yes.

Come in, please.

So, Monsieur le Maire, your call was a surprise. What can I do for you?

I would like you to follow my wife.

Set your own price.

Inspecteur Marchetti .

Sit down.

Do you realize you're currently holding a French policeman?

French police. I can eat two for breakfast if I feel like it, dear Monsieur.

Don't worry. If the case follows a normal course, you won't be policeman much longer.

Sit down.

I took you for a fool, but to trace my morphine in so little time...

Obviously, I should've anticipated Madame Berthe would eventually talk to you. But...good.

Not bad for a French policeman.

So, you brought me here. Might I know why?

How do you feel about Germany, Inspecteur?

I don't do politics.

That's...difficult in our time, my friend.

I need a contact in the French police.

Hang on. I don't understand. Our services work with yours, right?

Yes. Yes, but everything is much too slow.

It takes 15 days to get information when it should be 2 hours.

Listen, if this dossier follows its course you'll be dismissed. At best.

Excuse me.

I'm offering you an assignment.

If you succeed, you'll become my honorable correspondent.

This means rapid promotion, a little money, freedom of movement...

If I fail?

The dossier goes to Besançon.

We've strong evidence to suggest there's an espionage network in Villeneuve.

I would know about it.

Your colleagues foolishly killed a member of the network...

a month ago at Essarts, on the other side of the Line.

But, my services have spotted another member...

a driver of the Mâcon bus line...

You've arrested him?

No. Certainly not. We want to know who he leaves his messages with.

That's what I'm asking you to find out, Inspecteur.

Who is the agent who receives the messages at Essarts.