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Do you think my papers will pass?

They've no reason to check them in depth.

But if Marchetti sent my photo to the Germans?

Don't worry. They aren't looking for anyone in particular.

Help, please, help.

Where were you picked up?

At the station.

A checkpoint, a cop recognized me.

Do you know what's happening?

An officer was shot this morning, in Nantes.

Who by?

I think it was one of ours.

So, people have been picked up to act as hostages, that's for sure.

They've no reason to take you as a hostage.

You're not listed as a Communist.

And you?

Don't worry about me.

Paul, if anything happens to me, can you inform my wife?

Tell her that I was always thinking of her.

All the time.

- What did he say at the end? - I didn't understand.

He said...we weren't risking much.

More...more...more...

If I Were Free

We'll meet again?

Tomorrow, if you wish.

Oh tomorrow's a long way off.

Until tomorrow.

No, no, no, no!

Go that way. Your hat.

This way.

Turn around.

Good bye.

There's a problem?

That's my brother in law on the bench.

Your brother in law?

Yes, Daniel's brother.

Is he mixed up in all this?

No....well, I don't know.

We've made a round-up because of the attack in Nantes.

He'll have been taken by chance.

But, will something happen to him?

I don't know.

I'm telling you, he's Daniel's brother.

I heard you...

You're not taking account of the situation.

If he's not implicated, I promise he'll be released quickly.

Go on. Put it right in the middle. Go on...

- No, no, what are you doing? You can be so clumsy. - It's sticky!

- It's sticky. It's sticky... - It's normal for it to stick!

Look, like this and this, you put it on like this.

There, neat eh?

Really...don't sulk.

You don't concentrate or pay attention.

You have to concentrate and pay attention, if you want to succeed in life.

- Mother? - Yes.

Can we make a miniature cake for Gustave?

You have to be at school in two hours time.

It's his birthday, I could invite him here after the contest as a surprise.

Please.

If you wish! Okay, if it makes you happy.

Oh this cake is beautiful. What did you make it with Mother?

It's super, can I taste it?

Raymond!

Just so. It's delicious, very, very good.

Is that true?

Yes, it reminds me of my Grandmother's. You're becoming a real Cordon Bleu.

I think you're going to win this contest.

Well that depends on the jury. That Servier woman can't stand me!

Please.

Monsieur Larcher, is it?

You're related to the Mayor?

He's my brother.

You should have alerted us.

Why do that?

I'm an honest citizen.

It should have been enough.

Mayor's brother, foreman at Schwartz-Concrete.

So you work for Germany. That's good.

You're happy to work for Germany?

I do what my boss asks me to do.

Honest citizen.

And you Mademoiselle Barbier...have no employment.

Yes.

How do you make a living, Mademoiselle Barbier?

Your rent, for example?

I support Giselle.

But we don't want too many to know.

I'm a widower.

You know what people are like.

Yes. You mean honest citizens?

Tell me, Rue de l'Hebergement. I don't know of it. Where's it located?

Near Place Clément.

Here, that's only a couple of steps from the Kommandantur.

Yes.

So, explain to me, why meet in the Square and not at home?

When you want to remain discreet.

We met by chance.

I had an errand to run.

I told her we could meet afterwards.

Can you tell me...but why in the Square!

I wanted a coffee and I had no more "National Coffee" at home.

We agreed a meeting at the Café in the Square. It's the closest.

And then there was this round-up.

No. I demand a list of all Villeneuvois who've been arrested.

And obviously, their immediate release!

That's enough. Put me through to Kreiskommandant Kollwitz.

Thank you Sarah.

Kommandant, I protest...

No but...I do understand Kommandant, but...

You're undermining all our efforts to achieve people's Collaboration.

At least, send me a list of names of those arrested.

- Yes, that's it. - Thank you Kommandant....

The things one has to do!

- I added your sugar. - Thank you.

Call the school to say that I can't stop by at the cake contest.

Madame Schwartz will be disappointed.

I don't care if Madame Schwartz is disappointed.

They've just arrested 50 people.

I hope, at least, the Nantes attack is an isolated incident, if not...

What madness...

I'll call from the hall...

How was Blanche?

Well, not great but what can you expect, that's life.

- You had a good talk? - Yes, though she did the talking.

It's been a long time since we met.

I believe she's recovered.

Te Quiero is fine?

Yes, though I was a little worried.

I understand, but what do you expect!

I mean, you were gone more than three hours.

Daniel, I couldn't know there'd be a round-up.

As I left Blanche's I heard whistles, cries...

I went back and waited till it was over.

You could have telephoned.

Yes. But everything went okay. No one is dead that I know of.

No, no one is dead.

- So Te Quiero is fine? - Yes, fine.

I told you he was.

Sarah looks after him very well.

Yes. She's a really good maid.

So, you were born in Tlemcen.

Yes.

Many people were born in Algeria, recently.

Is Tlemcen pretty?

- Yes... - Describe it Mairie.

Her parents came back to France when she was two years old.

Were they honest citizens?

I don't know, I never knew them.

- Are they dead? - Yes.

- Where? - Algiers.

I bet they were married in Algeria too?

That's so.

And your father also did his Military Service in Algeria.

I believe so, yes.

Good. So we'll be able to find a trace there.

Because in Paris we have the French Army service records from 1920 to 1940.

Your father's Christian name, please?

- Anselme. - What was that?

Anselme.

Anselme, that's not too long.

Find me the Military Record of Anselme Barbier.

B-A-R-B-I-E-R born Tlemçen, Algeria.

Yes, I'll wait

- Heil Hitler! - Heil Hitler!

Where are my hostages Herr Muller?

I'm looking at the most interesting cases.

Interesting...

What do you have on these two here, for example?

I think the woman's papers are false.

False papers...

- I he a relative of the Mayor's? - He's his brother.

Are you mocking me Muller?

This isn't the time to have problems with the Mayor!

Kommandant, he's perhaps both the Mayor's brother, and a terrorist.

Are these two people avowed Communists, and distributors of leaflets...

or saboteurs?

- "Yes" or "No"? - I don't know Kommandant.

I need 30 hostages by this evening, so stop wasting your time and mine.

Heil Hitler!

You can go.

With the compliments of the Third Reich.

I was so frightened.

We were scared, eh?

I'm asking myself why the two Boches had a row.

They'll end up finding there's no Anselme Barbier.

For now they've got bigger fish to fry, than a story of false papers.

But you have to move out quickly.

Give me one.

It's so good to be free.

I hope at tonight's meeting

we could convince the Comrades not to do anything at the Kommandantur.

Following these arrests I think even Yvon will calm down.

That's not certain.

Meanwhile it's better that we separate.

Wait!

Yvon told me, for security after arrest, to get rid of all propaganda at home.

He said to hide the most important stuff.

But I don't know which are most important.

Security forbids me to know your address, Suzanne.

But you do know it.

The Boche said it just now.

Rue de l'Hebergement.

Come on, be smart. I don't want to go back home on my own.

I'm scared, Marcel.

I've found the place where Lorrain's buried.

An anonymous grave in a neglected corner, at the front of the cemetery.

He's with Natacha.

The Keeper remembers it very well. The Germans brought him two bodies at night.

With a label on their feet.

- Mother! - Raoul, stop driving your brother crazy.

Well, if we can't have a laugh...

Give me that.

Give it to me. Good

Raoul, do what you mother tells you, now.

You can't say anything, you're not my father.

Your father would say exactly the same.

What do you know? You didn't even know him.

Yes, I knew him very well.

- It that true? - Yes it's true, give it to me.

Here.

Thank you.

Can you take us there?

Watch out!

How are you, Madame Galuchon?

- Are you tasting and judging? -Oh, yes.

- You need to be objective. -You can count on me Madame Schwartz.

You know the Germans aren't coming.

Why aren't they coming?

How are you Madame Schwartz? Have you prepared your speech?

They say the Germans aren't coming.

No, the Germans aren't coming, nor the Mayor.

With the Nantes, affair and arrests this morning,

we'll have a whole series of cancellations.

What has this got to do with what happened at Nantes?

Well, a German officer was killed.

Oh well. These things happen. I mean...we made a great effort to organize this...

The jury hasn't arrived yet?

And with respect to the jury, they don't have a President.

Madame Servier is no longer available.

That's no great loss. The Servier woman likes nothing...

She's always on a diet. We'll have to find someone else.

Then I don't know, do we postpone?

You're joking. The cakes are ready, some for over two days.

Possibly....

As Honorary President of the Prisoner Reception I could preside over the Jury.

- And what's this? - My cake.

So?

So, so...it doesn't stop me being objective.

Personally I don't doubt it,

but I'm afraid some candidates wouldn't see it that way...

You know how people are, Madame Schwartz.

We can ask Lucienne.

A Schoolmistress to represent the family, wouldn't that be good?

And she loves cakes.

Yes, but I have no money.

So?

- I can't afford to taste the cakes. - Look it's labeled 5 Francs a piece.

You know...as it's your birthday today, we've...

prepared a little surprise, at home.

Oh good! What is it?

You'll see.

- Madame Crémieux, Good day! - Good day.

- As President, I'm delighted to welcome you. - Thank you.

And thank you for agreeing to participate in the contest.

Hélène is so happy to be here amongst you.

Hello Hélène.

Take off your coat darling.

- This is your cake? - Yes.

Good, come and place it.

There.

Madame Crémieux!

- Ah Good day, Monsieur le Directeur. - Are you well?

- Yes - Hélène how are you?

Place your coat over there. I'll take it for you.

Well, you don't look too confident!

- I'm fine. - Frankly you look frightful.

It doesn't give a good impression when you're presiding.

I'm fine I tell you.

I was wondering, do you know pastry?

Yes, well, like everyone else.

Because, don't be fooled by appearances. What counts in a cake is taste.

Is this cake contest so important to you, Madame Schwartz?

Obviously it's important.

Everything is important, Mademoiselle, if you look carefully.

My Mother always made me a cake...

for my birthday.

A cake with baking apples and raisins.

Do you know what?

I'm going to ask Mother for a piece for me, and give it to you.

- Really? - Yes, yes.

And afterwards, we can go to my house.

But, I can't. I've promised Marceau to go to his house.

Ah that's a shame, are you obliged?

Well no, I'm not obliged.

Excuse me for the untidiness.

Don't worry, I can only stay five minutes anyway.

You'll take a drink, however?

My little one is waiting for me.

The school is at the other end of town, Suzanne.

Well, exactly.

A small glass for the road.

Little Richard!

It's a pleasure to see you.

Sorry guy. I've a visitor.

Push off!

You heard the lady.

Clear off.

Well, I'll see you again.

Yes, that's it, you'll see me.

But Monsieur le Préfet, we can't let this happen without reacting!

We look like puppets.

It's a violation of the Armistice Convention.

They attacked at Nantes, not Villeneuve!

Monsieur!

Hang on, I have a letter from the Kommandantur.

On the fireplace there, the paper knife.

Thank you, Sarah.

It's the list.

Look! The terrible way this ends up.

So we'll stay in touch. My regards, Monsieur le Préfet.

There's my brother!

Oh! No, he's been released.

Look..."Befreit"...exempt.

Blanche Camelin.

- That's strange. The name reminds me of... -What?

Blanche Camelin.

That's Hortense's cousin.

That's not possible, but then...

You frightened me.

I didn't hear you come back in.

I'd like to meet your cousin Blanche.

Yes.

But you know, she's very busy.

Not today, for sure.

What's that paper?

It's the list of people rounded up this morning.

There's Marcel.

Oh.

But...don't worry, he was released.

Very good.

And then...there's your cousin Blanche.

She hasn't been released.

Poor thing, that's terrible. When did it happen?

While she was talking to you.

While you were re-contacting each other.

How so? I don't understand.

Haven't you had enough of treating me this way?

What way. What are you talking about?

Where were you?

Will you answer me?

Certainly not if you speak to me in that tone.

Let me go, you're hurting me, you're sick!

Where were you?

Who with?

It's true, I wasn't with Blanche.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied, excuse me.

I was with Jean.

He wanted...listen, he wrote me lot of letters talking about his suffering...

So I finally saw him, but only...only to tell him it's over.

Truly done.

I swear.

I think he understood.

You swear to me on Te Quiero's head?

I swear to you on Te Quiero's head.

Don't lie to me again like that.

Do you hear me?

Never.

So there he is.

I'm sure he's not dead.

Yes, Raoul, he's dead.

He was killed with a pistol shot.

The last time you told us he was dead...he came back.

That's not the same, I saw him.

How can that be? You saw him and you didn't stop it!

Raoul! I was there too, we couldn't have prevented it.

We were fighting the bad guys, you know.

The Boches?

That's it. Yes, the Boches.

And your father...your father was very brave.

He died...he died with dignity.

I'm sure he's not dead.

He'll come back one day.

I'm counting on you.

How did he find you?

I don't know, he didn't tell me.

Perhaps he saw us this morning and then followed us here.

That supposes that he waited while we were at the Kommandantur.

Impossible.

- Do you want something to drink? -No.

Suzanne, we have to understand how he found you.

You've moved twice since the Essarts affair. How did he find your new address?

I gave it to him.

What!

I didn't tell you everything last time.

During my detention I sensed I attracted him.

So...I let him believe it was mutual.

More than anything, that's why I think he released me.

But why didn't you tell me?

Marcel, do you think a woman who likes a man...

would tell him she's seduced a man she didn't like!

But why were you so frightened yesterday when you saw him?

Because you were with me. I didn't want to implicate you.

What's more, Max was prowling around.

What use is it giving you new false papers, if you give your new address to the cops?

- With him it's different. - Do I have to spell it out to you?

- You're hiding something from me! - No, I swear I'm telling you the truth this time.

Okay, what did he say to you?

What have you agreed to?

I agreed to dine with him sometime in the next month.

Informing!

What have you told him?

- I mean about the Action, the Comrades? -Nothing.

A cop who wants to dine with a female informer, isn't bothered about information.

So in the end, are you going to sleep with him, or what?

Are you jealous?

We need to talk to Edmond but it's no longer possible.

Oh, you think so.

You're playing a dangerous game.

If Comrades are in on this, it could fly. But we can't continue like this.

Mesdames and Messieurs, Mesdames and Messieurs, could I have your attention.

After this delicious tasting,

you should know that each piece of cake was sold...

for 5F and we have collected 315F for the Prisoner's Reception.

It's a wonderful amount, I believe we should applaud.

Thank you. Now we arrive at the verdict of the jury.

What is your number?

Your prizewinner is?

Number 3.

That's Madame Schwartz's cake,

Honorary President of the Prisoner Reception. Bravo.

Madame Moret.

Number 9.

Number 9. That's Madame Crémieux's cake.

Bravo, Madame.

So, the last word is from our Schoolmistress,

President of the Jury, Mademoiselle Borderie.

Mademoiselle Borderie, if you would now tell us...

Secret deliberation.

I've nothing, I didn't taste anything.

I have a terrible nausea. If I swallow anything, I vomit.

The President liked both, so it's a draw.

So we have two prize-winners.

But that can't happen, we must decide.

Yes, but how?

- Hélène? -Only a child should taste them.

Gustave for example.

It's his birthday.

Ah yes, it's his birthday. That's a very good idea, if the finalists agree.

On condition we don't tell him who made which.

- Obviously! - We just have to blindfold him.

There!

Can we've a plate with two pieces of cake. Gustave you're going to taste them.

Don't look, eh.

Go on, open your mouth.

And the verdict?

They're both damned good.

You mustn't say damned, Gustave. And now you need to choose one.

Can I have it?

- You may perhaps, after you choose. So? The first or the second? - The second.

Good. There it is.

I believe we have a winner, Madame Crémieux.

Madame Crémieux, we give you a hearty round of applause.

Madame Crémieux, you must tell me your secret.

Do you want me to tell you her secret?

The black market's her secret.

Do you know anywhere else you can find almonds just now?

We've already accepted a...Jew in our official contest! Good!

But she's a trafficker and a thief.

What an example for our children!

I'm not a cheater or a trafficker.

- It's true that the almonds... -Where did you find them?

As Honorary President of the Prisoner Reception and organizer of the contest...

I must disqualify your cake.

I don't think that's very fair, Madame Schwartz.

May I know why?

Because all the participants here used black market ingredients.

Starting with you.

Excuse me?

Well, this crystallized Cherry didn't come from your vegetable garden?

The contest is canceled.

If the contest is canceled, Madame Schwartz...

who do we give the prize to, then?

It's all the same to me. Marceau! Come on.

The little minx of a Schoolmistress. I swear she'll never get to paradise.

I'm bothering you, my love, with my stories while you were having fun. I know.

I understand. You're entitled to compensation.

- What? - Tell me what would you like?

I don't know!

What do you mean, "I don't know". Please, make an effort.

There must be something that would please you.

Well I'd like to go home.

- Yes? -Yes, Gustave is coming to eat the little cake....

we made for his birthday.

Gustave...he's the reason I lost!

But he didn't know, Mother.

I swear that if he'd known, he'd have chosen yours.

Oh you're too cute, my love.

- We'll go. Okay. -Come on.

Good evening.

Take off your coats at least.

What's wrong?

I almost got arrested.

And they confiscated my bike!

Why?

Identity Check! Rue Pasteur. I was very upset. He saw my card.

It's marked Jew. He said "Jews are not allowed bikes". So it got confiscated!

When I'm re-instated, I can tell you...

That's not the problem.

There's this stupid thing...

The last jar of jam we had, has disappeared.

I think Raoul must have taken it.

Are you sure?

Henri, it's the last sweet thing we had.

I always put it in the same place and Raoul...you saw his behavior.

- He's just been to pray at his father's grave... -Yes, I know.

Really, who will teach him, if not us?

In a community of 5 people who are short of everything...

So? I'll talk to him.

In a community of 5 people we can't accept theft.

Did you take it or not?

No.

Raoul, look at me. Did you take it or not?

I'm telling you, I don't like Quince jam. Why would I take it?

Excuse me but it's true, he doesn't like it.

You remember, he even argued with Judith.

Perhaps he didn't take it for himself.

Then for whom?

For you.

You really like quince jam.

If I tell you it wasn't me, it wasn't me!

You're leaving, Madame?

Yes, I have an errand to run.

And what will I tell Monsieur?

Sarah, do you really always tell Monsieur everything?

Let me I'll remind you, you work for me just as much as you work for him.

Did you know that?

Excuse me, I didn't mean to hurt you.

Listen, tell him that I need meat, and I know that Audrace has some.

I can go, if you want.

Sarah, you're kind, but the curfew is in half an hour and you don't have an ID.

So, see you soon.

- How are you? -Fine!

Edmond is pissed off.

So!

We were interrogated and released.

Your attitude was lamentable, Comrade.

You're kidding me.

You had time to run away.

You preferred to play sweetheart with Suzanne.

I just tried to help her.

And got yourself arrested.

Gérard was arrested too!

It could have happened to anyone.

We wouldn't have been arrested if Yvon hadn't arrived like that!

Yvon, directs the operation, you're not to challenge his authority.

Yvon's not here...eh?

It's too risky with the curfew. We'll see him tomorrow.

- And Suzanne? - Suzanne!

She knows your personal inclinations quite well, and takes advantage of them.

Yes. Well in fact I wanted to tell you.

Don't talk about Suzanne.

You have to obey.

I'm pulling Suzanne from the operation.

I'll see to her.

She's not politically reliable.

- Not reliable? -She doesn't respect orders...

and her Essarts story isn't clear.

That's the way you see it.

Comrade.

Suzanne has a bad influence on you.

I demand you not see her again until further orders.

At your command, Comrade.

I couldn't wait until tomorrow.

But our story must remain secret, Hortense.

The Mayor's wife...

And if I was free!

Free?

You know, my story didn't hold up. My cousin was rounded up. So...

I invented another one.

What did you tell him. Did you tell him about us?

Oh, no. I'm not stupid.

Daniel isn't an idiot either.

If we continue to see each other, it would be better...

We're going to continue to see each other?

If you want.

Bastard, get out!

So...

If we continue to see each other...he'll eventually find out.

Anyway I have a horror of lying, so...

Hortense, if the story gets out, I'll be transferred to Russia.

It'll be over.

Yes, but if I were free...

I don't know...do you want to leave your husband?

I don't want to lose you!

If you don't want to lose me, then we'll have to keep the secret.

In fact...for dessert...there's Quince jam.

For those who like it.

Where was it?

Ah yes, I forgot to tell you. This morning I needed a spoonful, while you were sewing.

I took one and then completely forgot to put it back.

Ah, good!

Case closed.

Can I turn it up a bit?

Yes, go on.

Change it over!

Where's your pal then?

It's nearly curfew time.

He's going to come, Mother.

He's going to come, he's going to come...he's perhaps not too keen on seeing me.

He let himself be fooled because the Yid cake was prettier.

I'm sure he's sickened by that cake.

More beautiful you see, but sickening.

That's the Jews! Looks good on the outside, but on the inside, shallow.

The appearance, all that of a comedy show.

It doesn't astonish me that they've invaded the theaters and cinema.

That little whore of a Schoolmistress who comes and gives moral lessons to me. To me!

That one...

How was the contest?

The dare of it! Wife of your pal Crémieux...

He's not my pal, he's just...

Well, she nicked it and won. There it is!

That's a shame, I'm sure yours was best.

Is there any left?

No, it was a great success.

So what's that?

It's for my pal, Gustave.

It's for his birthday.

He's going to come round.

Oh, that surprises me. Gustave is at the Crémieux's.

Going home, Crémieux came by the sawmill with his daughter.

Gustave was with them!

Better and better.

- Good. Can I taste it? - Yes, you can take it all.

That's nice, it's curiously good.

It's even delicious.

My poor Marceau!

They're real wretches, the two of them.

You know, when someone hurts you, you need to get revenge.

And in that the Yids are right. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

You have to make Gustave pay for that, as I'll make the little teacher pay.

You know the Mistress...

I know a secret about her.

Yes?

A secret that Gustave told me.

I swore to him I wouldn't tell, but....

You won't tell anyone?

Wooden cross, silver bell If I lie, I'll go to hell.

Gustave saw the Mistress...

and her lover. He's a German.

Really.

The one who plays the violin!

What?

I saw them kissing in September.

And it was the German who gave her the ring she wears.