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Your aim is a bit too much to the left.

You have to correct it.

Shit!

How many bullets do we have in total?

Still eight left.

Don't worry. At the distance I'll be...I'll get him.

- Wouldn't you prefer Max to be in charge? - This is my mission, Comrade.

I was assigned to it by the Party.

Exactly. To accomplish your mission, shouldn't you maybe...

It's me who'll do it.

In terms of the target, I've been thinking it should be the Kommandant.

I know it increases the difficulty, but understand, Comrades...

if even the great leader can be killed, it means that any Boche can be killed.

- Kollwitz near the Kommandantur... - Impossible!

Anyone know where he lives?

In the barracks 10 kilometers from here.

- Do we know a place where he goes regularly? - Not that we know of, anyway.

If...there's a place where he goes. Where it would work...

The Schwartz Works.

What is the Schwartz Works?

A plant that makes concrete for the Boches. Where Paul works.

But Kollwitz hardly ever comes there!

It shouldn't be too difficult to get him there.

You work in a plant that makes concrete for the Boche?

- Yes... - That's great, you know it perfectly!

What do you think, Max?

Yes, It's...it's feasible.

- One thing isn't possible, if we do it there. - What?

- Kollwitz, is bound to be with Schwartz. - So?

Schwartz knows me. He'll see me.

He'll denounce me.

So we'll have to make sure he's not in a fit state to denounce you, then!

The Blue Java

I love it.

You know, I haven't told you, but...

we've had a problem since last evening.

I'm going to have to arrest your husband's brother.

What's he done?

He stole a German officer's gun and he's a Communist.

Did you know he was a Communist?

Heinrich, politics doesn't interest me, as long as it doesn't prevent me living.

And this could prevent me from living.

You're exaggerating a bit.

Daniel knows we're together. He'll know it was you that arrested him.

It's just not possible.

Hortense, you're not taking account of the stress I'm under right now.

After Nantes, and now Bordeaux, they've become crazy about these attacks.

And Marcel Larcher didn't steal a gun to take to a Fair.

- There has to be another solution. - No, there is no other solution.

At a pinch, I could let him go, and have him followed...

That would let us bag the whole network.

Yes. Could you do that?

And If I bag the whole network...I'd get a promotion.

I would be posted to Paris.

Would you come with me?

You'll see...

But I'd take a hell of a risk.

If he gets wind of the tail, he'll escape us.

You told me you're the best in the business. He won't get away from you.

Yes, but you know, in the long run it changes nothing.

He'll end up arrested.

In the end we're all dead, Heinrich.

I leave tomorrow at dawn.

For the Northern Front near Kharkov.

Do you think it's Bériot who talked?

What does it matter?

Believe me, it matters.

I don't know. Kollwitz told me of an anonymous letter.

So anybody can have written it.

Certainly not Monsieur Bériot.

He's a good man.

Can I come and see you tonight?

Of course.

Wait, no.

It's the Feast of the Catherinettes, I have to go to it.

- The Catherinettes? - Yes.

25-year-old women...

who are still unmarried.

- Do you want to come? - With the attacks, it's not a good idea.

I'll meet you afterwards.

- Hey Monsieur Schwartz! - Yes?

I've looked at the schedule...

We'll find it hard to make up for the delay.

I know, I've spent the night trying to reduce the drying time.

There's some change, but it's practically the same. There are just these bags.

- So? - The truth is it's not my trade.

Neither cement nor concrete....my skill is wood, a living material...

not a block of stones. How many bags?

- 50. - Yes, but it should be 70.

You guys need to wake up. Put in 20 more. Take those lower ones.

Kollwitz is going to jump on us.

When he comes to bawl us out, you don't need to be there, eh?

I'm the one responsible for scheduling.

That's good of you, but I tend to face up to my responsibilities.

Kollwitz is boring, but I've started to know how to handle him.

Oh well, in fact....I meant...

When we were young, me and my brother played

"Good kid-bad kid" at the baker's near home...

Daniel was the good one. I acted up in the shop, and he pretended to...

control me and chase me off. The baker rewarded him with sweets...

which we shared, of course.

Ah that was convenient. Me, I was an only son, so...

I could play the bad one with Kollwitz.

And you could gently take a walk.

What would he give you in exchange, that we could share?

You know me, I can take care of shit disturbers, French or German.

Yes, yes. I know.

Don't lose sight of him.

I want to know who he talks to, what he thinks, who he looks at...

I want to be informed if he reads any scrap of paper...

even if he picks it up off the street.

Anyway, if you lose him you have his address.

Under no circumstances must he spot that you're following him.

Your career depends on it.

Mine too.

You need to raise the spotlight a bit, because they won't see the wheel.

What a wheel! Look, a bottle of Champagne...a prize pack.

Those were the good times, eh?

Oh, the sign!

The sign. You must put it properly against the door.

It's the first thing that the Schwartz woman is going to see....

There. More to the left. It should be right in front of the door.

Excuse me a moment.

Not going well, Lucienne?

Kurt's been posted to the Russian Front.

Ah, I'm really sorry.

Sorry for you, I mean.

It's because of an anonymous letter.

An anonymous letter...?

I'm sorry.

I'll come for the children's choir this evening, but I won't stay long.

Ah yes, I understand.

The children would be disappointed if you didn't come.

You didn't say anything?

You're crazy, Lucienne!

How could you imagine that?

- Excuse me. - Don't apologize, when does he leave?

Tomorrow morning.

Poor little one.

My poor little one!

Hello, Docteur Larcher's office.

Sorry no, he's not consulting today.

Good bye.

It's Monsieur Janpart, who wants an appointment for his daughter.

No, no. I'm not consulting today.

Yes, that's what I told him. He'll call again later.

They always call back. The patient is a tenacious breed.

Leave it, leave it.

I'm really sorry, Monsieur.

What for, Sarah?

about Madame.

about all this.

It will work out, it always does...

well, perhaps.

I hope for you with all my heart, Monsieur.

No. Leave it, I'll go.

I'm not consulting today, Madame Estabet. Come back tomorrow.

I hurt Docteur, I'm really hurting.

- Where does it hurt? - I burned myself.

I thought it would ease, but it hasn't at all.

I'd say it's infected.

- Come with me. - Thank you.

How did you do this?

It's a really dirty burn.

It needs to be seen to at the clinic, by tomorrow.

I stupidly dropped my iron.

It fell from the board, and in catching it, I slipped.

You did this with an iron?

Yes.

That's strange. I'd have said it was...

from burning embers...or a hot coal.

Am I hurting you?

I hurt...Monsieur le Maire!

It's okay, Madame Estabet. It's okay.

Did someone do this to you?

Are you going to tell me?

Sometimes it's good to talk.

A Boche did it to me.

Yes?

A Boche of the SD.

But why did he do this?

Don't tell me you're implicated in...

The Boche wanted me to give him a name.

The name of the guy who stole the pistol from Madame Berthe's.

Because you knew him?

I knew him, Monsieur le Maire.

I knew him, and I told him.

I told him it was your brother.

Are you well?

Yes, very well. Yes, yes.

Please. I can't order you, but if you come too often without asking me...

it'll be noticed, and people will start to think that....

Let them think, Raymond.

Usually, people don't think enough.

I've come to see you about Marie Germain.

So?

The problem, obviously, is that she can't drive.

But I told you that.

Do you know many women who can drive?

My wife.

I have an important package to get from the Unoccupied Zone...

Marie was to go with my driver, but he's ill.

I'll give you a driver.

We'll never get an ID issued in one day. But you...

You surely don't want me to drive?

Well, you have a car.

Yes, but you need only ask your wife.

I know I'm asking you a big favor but it's really important to me.

We're already very late with the Boches' orders

I understood that you get on well with Marie Germain?

It would be a day out, and relax you.

I feel you're tense right now.

Listen, I'm telling you, we're already very late.

I can save you three days...

by giving you the best drying times.

You're doing it in a clumsy way.

Three days?

If you do my little errand?

How do you always get what you want?

One learns, Raymond, one learns.

I need to learn, then.

Excuse me.

- Good day Raymond, I need to talk to Marcel. - Is he here?

You're out of luck, he's just left for a supplier's.

After that, the cement works at Moissey...

ah no, he has to go back home for Gustave...

In fact, I don't know. Do you want me to send him to you?

No, no, no. Don't even say I've been.

Good bye, Raymond. Are you okay?

I'll be fine!

Is everything going well?

Fine, yes.

Do you want anything special, Madame Schwartz?

No, no. I just came to see if everything was well prepared.

We're expecting a lot of people, aren't we?

The room will be packed.

It's strange. Everyone complains about the Occupation, and yet...

we've never had so many Fêtes, Galas and Competitions, since they've been here.

You're going to say that in your speech this evening?

I'm joking...

But, it's foolish to put up lanterns. People will think we've a special permit!

If they believe that, they may start dancing.

Don't be silly.

Anyway, we have no music.

I've found this in the storeroom.

A pupil's father will play. Madame Morhange will sing a little song.

- She sang popular songs before the war. - You're joking!

No.

You're not going to allow singing by a Jew for the feast of Sainte Catherine!

I don't know of any rule against it.

But it's not a question of rules.

How are you, Mademoiselle Borderie?

Very well, thank you.

She's a little tired.

- But it's true, you look ill. We must spare you. - I told you, I'm fine thanks.

You'll be with us tonight no doubt, I hope?

- It was you! - Me...what?

The letter.

But...I don't know what you're talking about.

You should be ashamed, Madame.

Who do you think you are, talking to me in that tone?

I don't take myself for anything, Madame. I'm nothing, just me that's all, and you?

Destroying the happiness of others from frustration, jealousy, and stupidity.

You're dirt, Madame Schwartz. You're lower than dirt, lower than anything!

- I won't permit you.... - I'm in my school and can do what I want, Madame!

Really! Do you think you scare me?

Do you want me to tell everyone that you write anonymous letters to the Germans?

You know what?

In the France we're building this sort of behavior won't be possible.

Sluts who sleep with anyone, the little schemers.

Masons of your sort, who defend Jews...

and other scabs on Society. All those preventing...

the building of a new France. We'll deal with them, believe me.

Uncle?

How are you, my lad?

What are you doing here?

I stopped by for a quick visit. Is your Papa here?

No. He promised to come and take me to the Catherinettes's tombola.

I'm going to stay and wait for him a while.

Capitaine Carotte, here's my Uncle Daniel, the most important man in Villeneuve.

Don't tell him that, what will he think?

- That he's the most important rabbit in Villeneuve. - Really?

Ah well in that case...

What are you doing here?

I have to talk to you...

about delicate matters.

- It's not the right time. - Believe me, it is the right time.

Gustave, take Capitaine Carotte to your room.

But, I want to sing you the song.

Obey your Papa, Gustave, it's important.

I'm having some "National". Do you want some?

That's kind, but no thank you.

I think of the last hours with Papa.

What he said about the Communist attacks.

What have you got yourself into, Marcel?

I don't know what you're talking about, I'm no longer in the Party.

I wonder why the people I most care about, lie to me the most.

It must be some sort of disease.

You stole a pistol yesterday.

At Madame Berthe's.

How do you know that!

It doesn't matter, it's what you've done that counts, not what I know.

The Boches couldn't have told you!

The Germans have taken hostages, Marcel.

If you pull off this madness, they'll shoot them. Is that what you want?

Who told you about the pistol?

Do you take me for a Comrade, or what?

Someone told me, that's all.

And I saw your reaction. Marcel, it's serious.

The Germans know all about it, and know it's you.

They could be here any minute.

If that's what they wanted they'd have done it already.

Keeping a weapon is punishable by death. You stole one from an officer, and they know it.

Listen, if you want to go on talking, tell me who told you about the pistol.

Otherwise, you'll shoot me with it?

Get out of here right away, Marcel!

Get out, I tell you.

It was Emilie Estabet who told me.

The Germans tortured her, and she came to me for treatment.

Marcel, you can't do this.

All the hostages are Communists, like you.

They shot fifty in Chateaubriand.

Fifty in Bordeaux.

Have you lost all your sense of humanity?

To kill a man, provoke the death of dozens of your friends and Comrades.

Can you tell me what use that is?

When did Emilie tell you this?

You're not listening to me!

You listen to nothing, as usual.

I have to leave, right away.

Yes, of course, and Gustave? Have you thought of Gustave?

- Gustave? - You're the father of a kid who is 10...and all he has in the world...

Gustave! You're going to pass him on to me again like a parcel!

What am I supposed to do in your vision of the World?

Give myself up to the Germans? They'll shoot me.

Denounce my Comrades?

You could get across into Switzerland.

I could arrange to send Gustave to you.

Life doesn't work like that, you know it.

It's like at the bakery.

You played the nice one, me the bad one.

It's no longer the same game, Marcel.

We're no longer kids!

There are no more sweets, do you understand that?

Gustave!

You're not coming?

I'll join you later.

You'll have to go there alone, and right away.

The Mistress will be happy if you help her finish the preparations.

Good bye, Uncle.

Goodbye, my boy.

Go on, put on your coat.

Aren't you going to say goodbye?

I'll see you soon.

Ah yes, that's true.

Soon, then.

Marcel, if there's any way on earth to get you to renounce this, tell me.

I beg you.

So, you took your time.

He's a suspicious type. He wanted to know what happened to the driver.

I told him he was sick and he wanted to know what illness. I didn't know.

These supplies are funny.

They're cumbersome and they don't look heavy. Are they not lenses?

I don't know, I haven't looked at them.

What about a bite to eat?

I thought you were in a hurry.

I'm so late, I'm no longer in a hurry.

Come on, Princess.

A bite to eat.

Marcel?

Get your stuff, quick.

Emilie has blown us.

I've got the Boches on my tail. I managed to lose them.

Come on, quick.

- I haven't got my key! - You won't need it again.

Quick.

It's on the fourth floor.

Ah, here.

Mademoiselle Barbier. German Police!

I thought you'd shaken them off.

What do we do now?

Nothing.

We wait and hope.

There's no-one here and it's...

- Wait, I'm going to take a piss. - Come on!

You can see that's not the right door, it's the next one, asshole.

Come on, we have to see Muller, quickly.

- I don't even have the right to piss? - Later!

Marcel.

You're sweating.

Monsieur.

Madame is here.

In the salon with Te Quiero.

Thank you, Sarah.

Oh, my darling, how I missed you.

I wanted so much to kiss him.

It's crazy how I miss him. Oh darling.

So you're sulking!

I just had a blow-up with Marcel.

What about?

I don't understand, you just came to kiss Te Quiero?

Yes, I told you, I miss him.

- Are you coming back home? - No, no, not now.

Yesterday I slept at the Hôtel Moderne and I've reserved for three nights.

And then?

Listen, Daniel, I don't know where I am. I need to see things more clearly.

You say you want to see more clearly, but what do you want to see more clearly?

I don't know, Daniel.

- Will you take something, Madame? - No. Oh, no, thank you Sarah.

Can I take Te Quiero? It's his nap time.

Yes, of course.

It's nap time, my darling.

Mother will come and give you a kiss later.

Come with me.

Listen, Hortense. Either you're here or you're not here, you can't....

A couple, is either separated or together.

Where's that written down, Daniel?

Where's it written down?

If you really love me, you have to give me some time.

Some time, for what?

To see things more clearly.

How is the Hôtel Moderne being paid?

It's fine, I'm managing.

You're managing?

Ah, yes. He's paying?

Listen, Daniel, it's not money that counts in life.

He knows you're here?

No.

The next time I'll call before coming.

Good bye.

Fortunate that I told you it was important!

What do you do when it's not important?

Put a 'Police' ribbon on your forehead?

- Obviously the guy knew there were two exits. - I'm not interested in that.

Not a word about this to anyone. I don't want the bosses to know...

that we're tailing Marcel Larcher. Understood?

I don't know, get yourself sorted...

you know, dumb ignorance. No joking.

No curtain, no party.

Gustave, how are you?

I'm well, and you?

Yes. Are you ready with the song?

I ought to have sung it to my Papa...I hope he's here when I sing.

Have you seen the prizes!

- Twelve Big Madeleines... - Luxury!

Those are cigarettes.

Twenty cigarettes.

Gustave.

Gustave!

I made a mistake.

I told Mother about........about the Mistress.

What did you tell her?

- Everything. - That's impossible, it was our secret!

You surely didn't say that....

Come on, we're going to practice with the Mistress.

That's enough now, that was very good. We'll start again with you.

The guy says, okay, give me a bottle of Calvados.

He no longer has any.

So the guy says, okay, give me a bottle of Cointreau.

He hasn't any.

Marie Brizard, he hasn't any.

He lists all the liqueurs...

The grocer still doesn't have any. They're all out of stock.

The guy left, ticked off. He slammed the door, he had had enough.

And the grocer turns to his clerk and says,

You know that guy there...

he's a complete asshole, but he's got a hell of a memory.

I like it when you laugh.

This can't be true! There's a hold-up every time, here.

Wait, I'll go and see.

Good day.

- Good day, what's happened? - The Line's closed, because of the drowned man.

Schwartz?

Who informed you?

No one, I was stuck on the bridge in my car.

He's been dead for a while.

By the looks of it, I'd say a good week.

The big rains yesterday dislodged his body.

Who's the young guy there?

His partner.

They were obviously closely related.

We'll have to meet again to go over your statement.

Apparently you were the last to see Caberni alive.

- Monsieur Schwartz. - Do we know each other?

Your speech at the Chamber of Commerce.

I'm sorry about your partner.

He was your partner, right?

You've got to find whoever did this, Inspecteur.

Because if it's up to me, I swear I'll get him.

A tombola without tickets! Where have you hidden them?

I thought you were looking after them, while I looked after the choir...

Well done! You've fixed yourself up as leader of the choir concert.

You're exaggerating. The children have done everything.

Well...all the same.

Anyway, I want to thank you for defending me with Madame Schwartz.

It's natural, she's so harmful!

Yes, but...I...

I realized that I didn't know you all that well.

You know, Lucienne, if you wish to skip the party, I'll understand.

I'll manage to direct the choir. I believe that...I believe that I can.

No, I want to be there tonight.

And otherwise, what do you intend to do?

Afterwards?

- Afterwards? - When he's gone.

I really don't know.

I want you to know that....

I could...

No, I would like...how can I put this...

If you wish, I'm ready to take on the situation.

The child.

You. I'm ready to marry you, Lucienne.

I know very well you don't love me, and it's Kurt you love, but....

You never know...with time..do you mind me telling you all that?

No...

I don't know what to say to you.

Of course if Kurt...well, when Kurt returns, if you wanted, I'd get out of the way.

Have you seen Marcel Larcher lately?

Did he tell you what he meant to do with the pistol?

No.

Madame Estabet...

No, no, he's going to give the pistol to a Comrade in Besançon.

- He's called Fredo, a barman at "Le Coustoubi". - Fredo at "Le Coustoubi".

Good. I'm listening...

I believe...he talked of shooting an officer in Besançon.

Who's going to do the shooting?

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

I think, a Comrade from there.

So?

There actually is a "Coustoubi" in Besançon.

That's good.

You can go, Madame Estabet.

Follow her, if she runs to take her children to shelter it's because she lied.

In any event, arrest her,

charge her with the maximum, and turn her over to the Military Commander.

as a hostage at the top of the list.

That way, if it goes wrong, there's no risk to us.

My only happiness of the day.

Wait, wait, wait.

It's not good?

Your brother-in-law got away from us.

That's serious.

I don't know.

If an attack takes place here, yes.

That will be serious.

I suppose you hold that against me.

No, I played, I lost, it happens.

Anyway, we'll end up getting him.

But when you say it's serious, what does that mean?

In our job, no one likes losers much and Kollwitz detests me.

Listen, it's nothing to agonize about.

I want some Champagne.

- And you? - Afterwards.

Following the sublime great leader...

Who has shown us the path...

France, O France of tomorrow...

France, we wish with our hands...

With courage and confidence...

To make ourselves a new path...

France, from the Alps to Artois...

France, it's your Youth....

which makes you shine in the eyes of humanity.

The France of tomorrow.

Bravo to our dear children..

who've worked hard with the help of their families, and thinking of their Country...

and Bravo to their Mistress, Mademoiselle Borderie, who rehearsed them.

I now call on,

the President of "The Association for the Protection of Young Girls and Women"...

a specialist in marriage after the age of 25, Madame Schwartz...

who organized this Catherinettes's Day with me, one month in advance...

since that is what our German friends asked...

Protect me from my friends, I can look after my enemies.

Dear Catherinettes, we haven't met this evening to point a finger.

Rather an opportunity to have a little fun in these difficult times.

To insist on the importance of the family.

Not forgetting the words of the Maréchal.

"The family is the essential core and seat of the social structure..."

That's what we must build on.

That's why The Association for the Protection of Young Girls and Women,

which I preside over...

wishes you all to find a husband...and a good one.

So you can take advantage of the party, to find a husband tonight.

Mesdames and Messieurs, I ask for your attention.

You know that...well, dances are forbidden...

What are you doing here?

My departure has been advanced, I've to be at the courtyard in an hour.

Let me show you our surprise...

Madame Morhange, whom many of you know...

former Headmistress of the school, singer, and excellent seamstress. For her fans...

will sing some songs, accompanied by Monsieur Henriez, a student's father...

and as she sings and he plays, you can accompany them with suitable body movements.

But be careful, no dancing.

Is he drunk or what?

No, he's always like that.

It won't last, believe me.

To the Catherinettes of course,

and to all who suffer in France right now...

and in the world.

Are you sure?

Yes, yes, it happened near the Station. The area was cordoned off.

Servier knows about it?

Listen, I have to leave you, you'll have to see to this with him.

The Germans now have more than 20 hostages.

Communists especially.

Not just them..

I learned that Madame Estabet was arrested again...

She was taken away.

Up to now they've only killed men...

In Poland in '39 they ended up killing everyone.

I'll have to do something.

What can you do on your own?

I'm going out, I won't be back for dinner.

Are you going to the Catherinettes afterwards?

No, Sarah.

See you soon.

In the course of battles they took a total of 648,496 prisoners, 1,197 tanks, 5,000...

What's she doing here?

It's a serious violation of security rules.

I saved her in extreme circumstances.

Comrade Emilie has ratted on us to the Boches, we've to cancel the operation.

Cancel! Why?

They know I'm with you,

that I stole the gun.

They'll be watching Schwartz concrete.

There's not much chance.

They won't imagine you going there with the gun, and getting caught.

They'll surely re-enforce Kollwitz's protection!

They don't know it's him we're targeting.

What if they do it anyway?

You have no voice in the group.

Anyway, tomorrow we'll send Max to clarify things.

On the pretense of a delivery. He can give us the green light.

Tomorrow, why tomorrow?

Because we know Kollwitz will be at the sawmill tomorrow.

And a Comrade of ours will be with his driver.

Tomorrow, about 10 o'clock.

It's a good time for killing a Boche Kommandant.

What can I do for you, Monsieur le Maire?

You aren't at the Fête des Catherinettes?

I learned you've arrested more than 20 hostages, among my fellow citizens.

I only carry out orders.

And they're nearly all Communists, you know.

They're all citizens of Villeneuve.

Since the attacks, things have changed.

I can do nothing, Monsieur le Maire. And you either.

Yes.

I've thought a lot in the last several hours.

I've consulted your....

Military Code.

As first citizen of the Commune of Villeneuve,

I've come to offer myself as hostage in place of my fellow citizens.