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We need to white flag, sir.
Sir, that's not how we do it!
That's how I do it, number one.
I talked to Father Madden about the service.
The church was bombed last month, so he said we could hold it here.
You want go hotel? No, German legation first.
Wait here. It's OK.
Good evening, sir. Welcome to Hotel Europa.
They who go down to the sea in ships,
who do business on great waters,
these see the works of the Lord and his wonders in the deep.
For he commandeth and raiseth the stormy wind
which lifteth up the waves thereof.
They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths.
Please be seated.
We remember our son, Daniel James Swinburne,
who was lost at sea on the convoy PQ19 on February the 12th.
The rest of the cartridge line send their best.
Thank you for coming, Helen.
From all at Western Approaches... our sincere condolences.
Thank you, Commodore Francombe.
Sir. Mrs Swinburne.
Good of you to come, Number One.
Sir.
Jack.
It's over.
Swinburne.
My dear Swinburne, do come in.
Please.
Very moving service, John.
To your boy.
To the unconditional surrender of the enemy, sir.
Indeed.
Although, there are many here who believe it's wrongheaded policy.
Morally as well as financially. They lost the moral war
when they torpedoed merchantmen without warning.
Like the last war. We can't become as bad as them.
I'm saying by whatever means.
Maybe you'll have your wish.
Your refit. Like all O and P classes,
"Perseverance" needs a machinery refit.
New gunnery, charges, radars and asdics.
The whole kit and caboodle that Admiralty, at least,
believes would give us the edge over Jerry.
The new Multi-Spigot Mortar. Hedgehog.
Yes, designed by Churchill's "Toyshop"
I believe they're calling themselves.
Much greater chance of U-Boat kill. They claim.
Throwing ahead principle reduces blind time.
24 small bombs greatly increases the chance of a hit,
and contact fuse sweeps the depths.
One drawback, of course. The anti-morale effect on the enemy.
If it misses, no detonation. Hmm.
Well, I'd sooner kill a German than scare him.
How long is this going to take? Hard to say.
It's new technology, the shipyards are currently working to rule.
What does that mean? Weeks? A month? However long it takes.
You'll oversee the refit.
While she's in the yard you can spend some time with Mrs Swinburne.
Consider that an order, John.
Of course. Sir.
And it's Jack!
We can't afford to waste rations, Jack.
You should know that.
Where are you going? I told you.
I have a double shift at the factory,
so I'll be back late.
It's a good crowd. You met Helen at the service.
It's people from all over, the West Indies even.
They've got a singing group, they like to give us a...
a few numbers in the tea break.
I wish you wouldn't look at me like that.
How's that?
Like I shouldn't get on with things. I can't live like that.
And you shouldn't either.
It's not so easy for some of us to forget.
We both know that comment's beneath you.
I've been out there.
You're lucky not to know the meaning to fight and die at sea.
And you're lucky you've never given birth to a child,
to have some stranger knock at the door
to tell you you're never going to see him again.
I'm in that factory making shells, trying to win this war,
beat the enemy, just like you or anybody else.
And if I'm enjoying somebody singing, so bloody what?
A nasty end.
Good day. I'm Inspector Da Costa.
Inspector of the Policia de Vigilancia e Defesa de Estado.
I know, it's a grand sounding title for a humble policeman.
You are?
My name is Giese. I represent Kapp Holdings.
Dorfmann was one of our employees. Oh.
My condolences.
Had you encountered him while he was here?
No.
No, our paths did not cross. Until now.
And what kind of business does your company engage in?
We're in import/export.
And you're here to take his place?
No. I'm here to sort out some administrative issues.
And to assist in the repatriation the body.
My stay will be short.
Ideally.
I understand.
Your poor colleague's effects.
It's very little, I'm afraid. Thank you.
We will release the body once inquiries are completed.
It seems like a straightforward matter.
There are plenty of others.
Oh, those are easy to explain.
People who came to our city from elsewhere in Europe,
hoping to escape.
But tickets and visas are hard to find.
And when money and hope run out, this is where they end up.
Sadly.
The violent death of any foreign national
is something we take most seriously.
Especially German.
We don't want to provoke you into invading us, do we?
No.
I'm sure it won't come to that.
Close to lunch time.
Staying too long with the dead is... bad for the digestion.
Yes.
A short trip then, huh?
But a pleasant one, I hope.
You should take some time to relax. Get some sunshine.
You look like you've been working too hard.
Huh. Dockyard fitters skived off for the evening?
Nothing we can do now.
The rate these lot are going, we'll never get this refit done.
Arseholes!
I'm all for the unions, Jack. Gives the labor movement a bad name.
Should be different.
Listen, Jack.
There's something I heard.
Right? In the offy there.
I bumped into some Merchant boys who made it home.
They said their convoy was still in the danger zone when...
a decision was made.
I don't know why.
The escort was drawn away.
That's what you heard.
One minute it was there, frigates, destroyers, the lot,
the next it was gone.
No protection.
Sitting ducks.
You're talking about my son's convoy, aren't you?
Those U-Boat bastards must have thought it was Christmas.
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