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We have two hours.

Comrade.

Comrade Gerard comes from Lyon.

He's responsible for the entire sector.

Hello Comrade.

Good day.

Hello Comrade.

Comrade.

I read several of your articles before the war. They were always...well they were good.

Thank you. I hope to do that again.

...when we have the damn Boches out.

Well if it's so important Comrade, it's too risky to be here.

Given the emergency, I couldn't do otherwise.

What emergency?

We just received new guidelines from the Party.

The Red Army is having a difficult time.

The Boches took Kiev, losses are high.

We must help our Comrades.

This is a global fight.

All Communist Parties are being mobilized under the leadership of Comrade Stalin.

What can we do here?

That's true.

Our posters and protest leaflets against the tanks

and Stukas that bombard the Soviet Comrades.

Excuse me, Paul. But the new Party line isn't about protest leaflets and posters.

Well...not only that.

What is the new Party Line?

Killing Boches.

Killing Boches?

But we have no weapons.

And we've never done that!

This is the Line, Comrade.

A posh car!

- A copper? - No, no, no. They don't get out like that.

It's your brother. What the hell's he doing here?

I don't know.

I will see what he wants then get shut of him.

Hurry Comrade, we haven't all day.

This is a bad timing, I'm in a meeting with the group.

You should have called.

Papa had a stroke this morning.

The same as two years ago.

Worse.

Portais told me he won't last the night.

Good. I will go there.

I think you should come with me.

Our father

Yes, but I have no ID.

You knew I would come?

I hope we get there in time.

Morten really said that...?

He told me to inform the priest.

How are you?

Like an Aryanized Jew.

No, I'm kidding...you and the family?

The less we talk about that the better.

There's a tax audit on the accounts of Crémieux-Optique.

Well I know. You asked me to take over management effective...

- I can't go back on that. - Why?

Aren't you in the deep? You're in the red for 1940, and '41 could be worse.

And how to put this? Losses are inevitable.

You can't make money.

I told you it's my baby.

A costly baby too.

Yes, but the problem is that officially it's me who makes out checks to "Your baby".

Why do you continue to get supplies from the Unoccupied Zone?

That costs you a fortune at the moment.

Because that's where they have the best optics.

In Besançon, there's fine manufacturer.

Crémieux-Optique is my territory, Raymond.

Yes, but it's me who has fiscal control.

With such a deficit on a recently Aryanized company...

the the controllers may smell a rat and inform Jewish Affairs.

Raymond, a deal is a deal.

I manage as I see fit.

Deal with the fiscal control.

But if I lose Crémieux-Optique there's no longer an agreement.

What does that mean?

It means that the bank you borrowed money from to pay me, will pull the loan...

Is that clear?

Ooh...I don't know what he has.

He's grumpy today.

Excuse me, Madame, but if you would take the pullover off. I think he's too hot.

Now that you say so I think it's true, he's very red.

We will take it off.

It was always the same when I looked after my little brothers.

We will remove it.

Oh. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Good day.

Is Docteur Larcher here?

No.

And Madame?

Madame Larcher!

Your husband isn't here?

No, I'm sorry. Daniel has a family emergency.

Sarah, would you put Te Quiero to bed?

In the little blue room.

And you don't know when he will return?

No. With family worries, you know when it starts but...

We don't see you at official ceremonies.

I'm not very official.

I thought to see you at the private viewing of Bavarian painters

Do you like painting?

- No. - Me neither.

Are you hurting?

Not much. But before the big attack, there have always been signs...

You don't prescribe, by any chance?

Oh no, unfortunately not.

And you don't know if your husband keeps Morphine in reserve?

Yes, there is some. But I have strict instructions not to give any out,

except in cases of extreme emergency...

You...is it really bad?

Let's just say it's bearable.

I'm sorry.

But Daniel requires me, so...

No, no, no. I understand.

A woman must obey her husband.

Tell him to call me as soon as he returns.

Of course. You can count on me.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Daniel!

I'd come to believe he was immortal.

- And your Hortense, she's good? - Yes, fine.

Monsieur Marcel.

Hello, Clementine.

Come in.

Give me your coats.

How are you, my boy?

How is he?

Weak.

His blood pressure is in free fall.

Hypoxination.

Your father's unpredictable.

I gave him a shot of dopamine.

Isn't dopamine a little aggressive?

I will come again soon.

Thank you, Docteur.

I will accompany you.

I think he's sleeping.

After you.

You knew about this photo of mother?

It was me who had it taken, by the photographer at Trébeurden.

In 1928.

Ah! Daniel.

My goodness!

Little Marcel!

This really has to be the finish!

Hello Papa.

Your brother will always make me laugh.

No news for five years and then "Hello Papa".

Ah, this time, it's for good.

Come on. Don't talk nonsense.

You should be embarrassed.

It doesn't give me any pleasure, but...

it's good that you came. You're obviously still are with the Bolsheviks.

I gave up politics when I got out of prison.

I don't understand.

You have revolt in your blood since forever. People like you are the ruin of our country.

Papa.

No. I take back what I said.

Your Party walked with the Boches for months, and then overnight life falls Right.

That's to say, Left.

I tell you, I'm no longer in the Party, Papa.

Why talk about this today, Papa? It's better that you rest.

Don't worry, I will rest well soon enough.

But first, I wanted...

Finally, I want to...

- I rewrote my will a few months ago. - Papa!

I leave you everything, apart from a little pension for Clementine.

I'm proud of you, Daniel.

Proud of what you've done with your life.

Of what you do in Villeneuve.

That's true courage.

Marcel, you can attack the Will. You're the legatee to one third...

A Collectivist like you, an enemy of Property...

you're not going to beat yourself up about property, are you?

Are you happy with yourself?

That's enough.

It doesn't surprise me.

I will always known you to be like that.

Selfish...alone...and happy with yourself.

You never really cared for Daniel and me.

You broke mother's heart...

a source of coldness and hurtful remarks...

never satisfied, never a kind word.

I never heard you say anything on this Earth is beautiful.

You were always thinking about yourself and your dirty money.

Marcel, you're going too far.

So you can keep your money, Papa.

You can shove it under your coffin if you feel like.

Me too, I'm happy to have come.

You think that about me, too?

No, Papa!

Daniel, there's something wrong with you...

you never say what you think.

One day it will come back and bite you.

Sit down, sit down, children.

I wouldn't want to disturb Mademoiselle Lucienne's class.

Well. Here's Hélène...

who joins the class today. Please be nice to her...

- Look at her clothes! - ...to help her catch up.

...although I don't think she needs that.

Welcome among us Hélène.

I think you should sit between Gustave and Marceau. It will limit their chatter.

Marceau, push up.

Right. Well I will let you go on with your pious teaching.

She's pretty !

At the moment, my Papa has problems.

- He's a Prisoner of War? - No, it's simply...

We lived in Strasbourg. But last year we had to leave our house.

All of a sudden.

I had to leave all my dolls.

- Except one. - I have a rabbit, a real one.

He's called Capitaine Carotte. I could show him one day, if you want.

- Break's over. - What's the teacher like?

Ours in Strasbourg, was very strict.

Well, she's normal...

Yes, normal...so what?

What's special about her?

- Nothing, she's not. - She's normal.

Come on. Ludovic's waiting for us to play ball.

Come in.

- Madame. - Yes, Sarah.

I'm really sorry to bother you with this, but as Monsieur isn't...

There's no problem Sarah, after all you work for both of us. What happened?

It's still this problem of French Nationality. My naturalization isn't clear.

Well, that's what it says in this document.

- I thought, as Monsieur knows everyone, perhaps... - But me too!

I know everyone, Sarah.

I even know someone who could help you.

I could just and go see him.

This afternoon, even.

I don't want to bother you, Madame.

But it won't bother me at all, Sarah.

Listen, when Te Quiero wakes up, take him for a walk

Good, Madame.

Thank you, Madame.

- We're doing the loading. - Yes.

At least 50 bags going to Béziers.

Okay.

And then this other one. It's going to Breuil.

How are you?

What does he want?

- You called him? - No.

How are you, Monsieur Schwartz?

- And you? - Fine. In great shape!

Monsieur Cabernis.

Inès, would you get going?

What!

Leave us for two seconds, please. Thank you.

So?

How's Concrete-Schwartz?

- It's going well. - Not bad, eh? So I was told.

The Chamber of Commerce told me you'd double the profits for 1941.

They know more than me, then.

You're too modest, Schwartz. I'm delighted for you.

There's a small thing that bothers me.

Monsieur Schwartz, just imagine! I met your father-in-law in Paris.

A charming man, great elegance, Old France, the real thing.

So it's not him who provided the funds.

No, I had an unexpected receipt.

- Ah, let me understand... - A bank loan.

What! You undertook it specially to buy out Crémieux.

Yes!

But, you've never spoken about this loan. Tell me more.

Well, I decided on it at the last moment.

And despite your little cash flow worries the bank agreed, just like that?

Your bankers are curious, unclear about it. I called them, mind you...

They barely know you.

As for your competitor, he was ready to offer double to Crémieux.

So there's an obvious little conclusion.

How much did the Yid give you?

I don't know what you mean.

Raymond, Raymond. Raymond. Permit me call you Raymond?

If I dig a little about the loan, I'm going to find Crémieux at the bottom of it.

He's clever, but not as clever as me.

So I have two solutions.

I turn you in to Jewish Affairs, you lose everything.

But then I gain nothing, that would be silly.

Or we kick out Crémieux and share the thing 50-50.

In the present circumstances, I'm King.

One word and you lose everything. You will end up in prison, Schwartz.

So let's say I give you until evening to think about it.

You're here tonight?

Until 7:00 then. Good.

Well about 7:00. As long as it's discreet.

Thank you, Schwartz.

I can't. There's no question of me apologizing.

I'm not asking you to apologize, but to see him.

You can't let him go like that, all alone.

He's not alone.

He's commending his soul to God.

He's dying, Marcel.

Death isn't an excuse, on the contrary.

Even that of your father?

Didn't you hear him just now?

"It's good that you came, even if it doesn't make me happy".

I think he said it all to himself.

It's terrible that you're so hard when you put yourself to it.

You're not enough that way.

You've always forgiven him. What's that got you?

I don't do things for what they get me!

Because I think they're right. To that we're the same, right?

Can you pass me some soup.

Listen, in the name of all the times I've defended you, protected you, said that...

I'd done something, when it was you...

I ask you to go and say goodbye.

Go in there, Marcel. Tell him whatever you want, but go in there.

My poor children.

It's over.

Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name,

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done. On Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread. And Forgive us our trespasses.

As we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation,

But deliver us from evil, For thine is the kingdom,

The power and the glory. For ever and ever. Amen.

Clementine, I've written the death certificate. If you would...

This is strange. It's the first time he looks peaceful.

It's funny that girls and boys are in the same class.

I didn't know that was possible.

It's been like that since the war. I don't think it's as funny as that.

Don't you like girls?

It's not that, but they always make up stories.

I always make up stories?

You just got here, I don't know you.

You've been friends with Gustave for a long time?

Yes.

Why did you suggest just now that the teacher was special?

I don't know, I just said it.

It's lies.

Also, why do you ask all these questions?

I don't know, I'm just curious.

Like all girls!

The other girls don't ask questions. I don't talk to them anyway.

So what's special about the teacher?

You're annoying, it's a secret we will never tell.

Let's go and play.

You're already home from the office?

I had papers to work on.

- Everything okay? - Yes, fine.

Lots of pressure. But fine.

With regard to that, Papa was on the phone this morning.

- He's fine? - Yes. He told me he'd met Cabernis in Paris.

What are you scheming, Raymond? What money did you use to buy out Crémieux?

- My own. - You have none!

You could have told me you didn't use Papa's money. He's hurt.

Poor Papa.

He's still the owner of the sawmill. He could change managers.

No, you don't understand. The sawmill brings in nothing.

It's concrete that pays, Jeannine. The concrete is mine.

And Papa can't do anything about it.

You don't know the worst.

What does that mean?

It means Cabernis has suggested to him that the Aryanization was not done correctly.

...if Papa takes the bait, it will boost Cabernis...

and leave you with nothing...

So where did this money come from?

- Have you done something stupid? - Leave me alone!

As you wish.

Are you coming to the ceremony for the returned POWs?

Why?

Well, I'm presiding! There will be mainly families and...

it would be normal for you to be there.

I don't know. If my appointments allow it.

Monsieur Bodin.

Yes, that's me.

- Do you have your papers? - Yes.

Follow me.

Madame Larcher.

I can take you between two appointments.

Your visit's a surprise, a pleasant surprise.

I've come because we have an administrative problem at home...

Please, sit down.

Sarah Meyer, right?

- What a memory! - It's essential for a policeman.

I remember very well, for example, the first time I saw you.

Yes?

I'd just been appointed to Villeneuve. I was at the Post Office and you came in.

Mauve dress with a white lace collar.

And a pink hat, which went very well with your lipstick.

I don't remember you at all.

However our eyes met, and you blushed.

That surprises me, I never blush.

And I'm rarely wrong.

The letter, I didn't see the sender's name, Poste Restante in Dijon.

I don't know anyone in Dijon.

And when you left, I showed my German Police warrant...

to the Postmistress, and asked her who was the beautiful redhead.

Oh, it's Mayor Monsieur Larcher's wife. Watch your tongue Monsieur, I said to myself.

So Sarah Meyer has a problem. What problem?

She's Jewish and losing her French nationality.

This is a problem.

Here.

You're not going to open it?

No. This is a problem that I am sure we can solve.

Have the document delivered by courier, tomorrow at the latest.

Right.

Ah yes. I forgot. I managed to reach Daniel by phone and he authorized me to give you this.

Please thank your husband.

Thanks to you for Sarah.

It's me who thanks you for coming.

No. No. it's me who thanks you for receiving me.

My faith. So many thank yous!

How are you?

Fine!

Your message was a bit alarmist.

I wanted to talk to you and when I leave you ordinary messages...

...I feel you don't take much notice.

The days are short.

Is everything okay at De Kervern and Morhange's place?

Yes. It's a little tight, but fine.

It's temporary.

I could easily find you something.

No, thank you

I don't understand.

You baffle me.

We experienced something important.

That's ancient history.

Not for me.

I have my children to look after.

I have a new life to make, and I can't do it. I don't even know where Laurin is buried!

Because he died?

I thought he'd just disappeared.

He's dead.

And you, the sawmill?

Or should I rather say the concrete plant.

You've heard?

No one talks of anything else.

Raymond Schwartz, who makes pillboxes for the Boches.

I had no choice.

We always have a choice.

What do you want of me in particular?

I'm having a difficult time.

There's only you...

I want to talk to you. That's all.

I will go now.

I was glad to see you.

You're not going home?

No. My father is coming to pick me up. He promised me.

The house is a long way away.

Where is it?

I don't know, I don't know Villeneuve.

Villeneuve is small, but I don't know.

It's not that small, eh?

Compared with Strasbourg!

I don't know Strasbourg. But Papa said he will take me to Moscow, one day.

Where your doll comes from. In Moscow children have as much chocolate as they want.

Right now there's a war there. You know, Germans bombing. They took Kiev.

No, I mean after the war. He will take me after the war.

Hey. What Marceau told me earlier, is crazy.

What did he say?

He told me everything about the teacher.

Oh!

It's amazing, though!

You mustn't tell it to anyone.

I swear.

Marceau also swore.

Still, it's not that bad.

Yes it's serious. My father says that women who go with Germans are less than nothing.

The teacher goes with a German!

Excuse me dear, I was held up.

Are you going to introduce me to your friend?

Oh don't sulk. He's called Gustave.

My Papa.

- Hello Gustave. - Hello Monsieur.

You will have to come for a bite to eat at our house, one of these days.

- Let's go dear, mother's waiting. - See you tomorrow.

Goodbye, Gustave.

As for the grave, there's a place in the vault.

He will be next to mother.

Death works miracles.

You know, I wanted to talk about what Papa said, about the legacy...

I want to give you half of what I get.

I don't want his legacy.

It's not just from him, it comes from me.

It's the same.

No, it's not the same!

Don't you want to improve things for Gustave?

Buy him a warm coat for the winter, a new pair of shoes?

Yes, but not like that.

So can I buy him a coat?

When you were Gustave's age, you lacked nothing, Marcel.

Well, nothing material.

Let me at least give him a coat.

From the black market.

Obviously the black market, if you want it straight.

Well, OK. Go for the coat.

Will you take a drink at home? You just have time, before the POW ceremony.

No. You're kind, I have something to do tonight.

I would like to hug Gustave first. Let me out here, it's easier for me.

Thank you for everything, for the ride, for breakfast, for everything.

Whatever happens, I will never forget that you're my brother, you know.

- What is it? - Nothing!

I'm glad to see you, that's all.

So how was your day?

Normal.

There's a new girl in class, she's called Hélène.

So?

She's a liar, I don't like her.

You know, sometimes you have to lie.

When I've lied, you've always walloped me hard.

That's true, you're right.

Today I went to Moissay with Uncle Daniel.

- Where you were born? - Yes, where I was born.

It was because your Grand Papa, the Papa of Uncle Daniel and me...he just died.

- Oh!? - He was very old, you know.

You must be sad.

- Yes. In fact, I don't know. - You don't know if you're sad?

No.

You will close up, Monsieur Schwartz?

The guard arrives at 11:00 o'clock tonight.

Don't worry, I'm still working. Thank you, Inès.

See you tomorrow, Monsieur Schwartz.

See you tomorrow.

It wasn't too hard?

It was just...hard.

He was buried on Tuesday.

You...would it bother you to come to the POW ceremony?

I can't, Sarah has her evening off...

I'm not going to take Te Quiero...

There will be all the French notables...and German.

Daniel, listen, if it really makes you happy, I can try and arrange it with Sarah.

- You're kind. - Yes. Not often!

Daniel do you think you still love me?

Even after my death.

I'm an optimist, I anticipated.

I can see that.

So?

Have you thought about it?

- Yes. - And what did you decide?

You leave me little choice.

When you don't have a choice, life is simpler, right?

It's having to make choices which makes a mess in this world.

We're going to do the Yid...to perfection.

We're going to do...we're going to do...we're going to do...

We have to hit the Boches wherever we can. They have to be afraid of us.

In August, Comrades killed an officer at the Barbès Métro, in Paris...

another in Tournai, in Belgium...

- We're listening... - Excuse me, but I confess I don't understand...

how killing Boches will influence things in the USSR.

They will have to mobilize troops to maintain order.

Repression here, means fewer for the Russian front.

It seems the idea comes from Comrade Stalin himself.

Yes, but this a thing of terror. Killing a guy in cold blood!

A German soldier's a worker like us.

A worker in uniform.

You're scared, right?

Of course I'm scared, but that's not the issue.

Can you, as a militant Internationalist, kill a worker in cold blood?

That's true, that's a real issue.

You're both right.

That's why the underground Politburo advocates only shooting officers.

Listen, I joined the Party because it was the only thing opposed to the cost of living,

the black market, requisitions...

and called for the return of our prisoners. I think Paul is right. You can't do that.

This is the Party Line Comrade.

We don't follow the Party stance like sheep. Especially when it means killing someone.

And the Boches won't ignore it, they will shoot the hostages.

It's already been done. A dozen Comrades were shot in September, in Paris.

How can you defend an action that leads to execution of one of our Comrades?

Any of us could be hostage today. You want...

to carry out an attack that would send him or her to their death?

I have to say that...

I think we should vote.

Vote! We're not among Social Democrats.

This is the Line damn it!

I agree with you.

It's not a procedural matter. A vote is meaningless.

This is war Comrade, the usual rules...we're all risking our lives, in this business.

These are actions that we won't succeed in, unless we're all convinced.

I therefore propose we vote by show of hands.

All right. But before you vote, listen to me Comrades.

Today much of the population still thinks the Boches behave correctly.

That the occupation isn't fun, but it's not serious.

If we kill Boches, they will shoot more and more Comrades, what will happen then?

Finally people will understand what Nazis are, and see they shoot Communists!

Then, after a while, I can tell you, they will join us in droves.

You talk of our Comrades as if they were pawns in a chess game.

Comrade Stalin said, "We are all pawns of the revolution".

But the question is, do you stand with arms folded before the annals of history...

or do you seize it, like the Bolsheviks of 1917, as true revolutionaries?

All the people here, who are true Communists, must vote for the Party Line.

Comrades it will be curfew soon. We need to decide now...

who's for action as recommended by the underground leadership?

Four out of nine.

Five out of nine, Comrade.

The motion is adopted.

Those Comrades who don't want to participate in action must leave now.

We will contact you later.

Have you changed your mind?

No.

But a true Communist Comrade respects a vote.

Good. Tomorrow we meet a Comrade from Paris to co-ordinate action.

- Already! - Yes, the Politburo wants us to move very quickly.

But, how are we going to do this without training or money...without weapons?

It's with great excitement that we're gathered here to celebrate the return...

of our two Villeneuvois who have returned from a very trying experience.

The joy of their families is our greatest reward.

And we thank our German friends...

I say truly our friends,

who followed the constant efforts of Maréchal Pétain, and the Scapini Mission...

made possible this release, for which we waited for months.

We also thank Madame Schwartz, Honorary President of the Villeneuve Prisoners Organization...

who organized the ceremony.

And so my dear friends, without further talk, I offer all of you a toast of friendship...

to celebrate the return of our two prisoners, a return which we all hope will lead to others...

Welcome back, my friends.

You need to rest. Relax.

Children, would you like to eat?

Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. Do you mind?

Thank you.

I thought you were not very "Official"?

Only on special occasions.

Tell me, are you interested in painting, or...

Yes. Yes, I like it. I took drawing classes when young and dreamed of being a painter.

...in another life, of course.

In another life, I'd have seen you as a model.

You see, you're blushing.

It's the alcohol!

Right now, in my office, I have two exceptional paintings, a Marique and Mouzon.

A Marique!

Do you want to see it?

All goes well, my darling?

Yes. I'm discussing painting with Herr Muller.

Painting! Oh, then I will bow out.

Excuse me.

- You promised to be here! - Well, I'm here.

Did you see the time?

Excuse me.

- Is that Spanish? - This is new, don't you think?

Yes.

- Raymond. Hey, how are you? - Fine, and you?

- Yes. - Well, that's good.

My compliments, Madame Schwartz.

Oh, I haven't offered my condolences, I'm sorry for your loss.

Yes. Thank you.

- His father died this afternoon. - My condolences.

Thank you.

Docteur, I'm sorry. I don't feel very well.

It must be the champagne.

No. I've had stomach pain since this morning.

Come with me, I will open an office.

Excuse me.

- In the afternoon, about 3:00 o'clock. - Yes, well I don't know if I can....

Well, when you know, call me.

So you think it isn't appendicitis?

For now, I don't know.

Is it been hurting like this for long?

A few days now, but it's getting worse.

- And when I press here? - I feel nothing.

And here?

They may hurt you a little.

I can assure you, you don't have appendicitis. You have nothing, no disease.

Good.

When was your last period?

I think you're pregnant.