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TIME OF HONOR

Previously

The bank's above us. The bars must be out.

- Set up Mosler. - One must struggle to survive.

- You applied sulphonamides? - Why?

I know a lot about you. Have fun now. We'll talk soon.

It turns me on.

RAINERS' TEAM

Episode 21

The loo!

Move! I won't stand here all day!

Take it away!

Move!

Hang on just a little longer.

Hang on!

You should face court martial for that.

For collaboration with the Polish underground.

Herr Obersturmbahnführer! I swear I did not...

Hush...

I'll give you one more chance.

Thank you, Herr Obersturmbahnführer.

- What shall I do? - Go home and tell them

he was beaten up by crooks.

You'll observe your flat-mate.

I want to know, who visits him.

Of course. I'll write down everything.

He mustn't realize he's under surveillance.

- You must act naturally. - Naturally, yes.

- Keep an eye on him at all times. Is it clear? - Yes, sir.

- You'll report to me. - Yes, sir.

Release him!

Luckily, the bullet went through.

How did it happen?

I don't know.

Really. He came to us like this.

Germans must have done it.

No, no...

- That's all I can do. - Thank you, doctor.

I'll see you off.

- Is it enough? - Thank you.

Will he pull through?

- Let him die. - Stop that.

- Remember he saved our lives. - Do you remember, what he is?

Where?

Where am I?

At home.

At our place, Mr. Mosler.

- You're wounded. - Who shot at you?

Germans?

No...

Some crook.

100,000 Polish workers left Galicia for the Reich.

Between September 1940 and March 1941 100,000 Polish workers

left Galicia for coercive work in the Reich,

including 67,000 men and 33,000 women.

Have you heard it?

Everybody says the Germans will invade the Soviets soon.

- He isn't in. - Where is he then?

- Has he left for the bank yet? - He was out all night.

He's coming.

God Almighty! What happened, Mr. Nowotnik?

Some crooks attacked me.

- Get me some coffee, please. - Yes.

Somehow I don't feel for him.

- Name. - Sergeant Wlodzimierz Hulewicz.

26th Infantry Division. Since September 1939

in prisoner camp VIII B. I just escaped.

Stanislaw Gorka, born in Warsaw. Arrested for smuggling.

Why did the Germans release you?

I bribed them.

- You know, what to do? - Yes, sir.

You may go.

Hurry! Run!

I count on the one with a suitcase. A professional forger.

You still think common crooks will make a good espionage ring?

They'll do more in a week, than your professional agents in a year.

I wonder how?

By finding the source of fake IDs, contacts with abroad, and their

- hospitals. - Those scums will either betray you, or split.

I've secured myself against it.

Besides, I've already started to interview another group.

You must keep an open mind, Martin.

Get in.

Hello.

Hello.

- What's that? - What?

I mean the gramophone?

Telefunken.

The Germans asked about you at workplace.

- Checking on me? - Seems so.

Damn it!

- Wonder why? - Something in the casino?

No.

So our German friend didn't like you.

Impossible.

Just tell me.

Doesn't this face inspire trust?

I'll pass on this question.

Take care of this.

- Here you go. - Of course.

Good afternoon. Table for two?

Three. One more will join us in a moment.

Here's the table.

- What will you have? - Menu, please.

Is everything all right?

Excuse me, it's too crampy in here.

Let me show you to a different table.

- What's his point? - Whose?

- The boss? What did I do wrong? - Germans aren't seated here.

- Why? - Who cares?

Who precisely asked about me? Gestapo?

No, relax. Some major. He left this for you.

Here you go.

Cigars?

I told him you were out all day.

Very well. Thank you. Did he say anything?

Not much. He asked me to give you this.

Does it imply any... repressions against the firm?

Don't worry. I think that visit was more of a social nature.

- I must say I don't quite get it. - Leave it this way.

- You acted very well. - Excuse me.

- Any coffee? - No, thank you.

Did you deliver my letter to my son?

- I did. - There's been no answer so far.

Seems he's had no opportunity yet.

You're right. Seems he hasn't.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Hello.

- Here you are. - For me?

Yes. Just for the cover.

Cover? Very well.

Thank you.

Shall we take a walk?

Yes.

- I... - I'd like...

I'd like to offer you something. Naturally, as regards your expertise.

You've already let me know I am not your type.

- I never said that! - You keep repeating it.

So what's that you have for me?

I'm not quite sure it's a good idea.

- Can you smell it? - What?

Some weird pungent smell.

It's French perfume. Don't you like it?

No, it's something

that came with the wind.

Will you tell me about your offer, or not?

I'd like you to be our observer. I know you won't agree.

- Okay. - Pardon me?

I agree.

Really?

Let's say I like your fervor.

Hello.

Hello.

Don't you recognize me?

Why wouldn't I?

You frightened me more than any German had ever before.

But it's quiet now, isn't it?

It'll be quiet once you're gone.

- I'm here on business. - No way!

- You won't get me into this again. - Relax.

I need a flat.

Listen, there are none for rent here.

It's not the kind of apartment I'm after.

So, how is it gonna be?

Get out.

It's nice around here.

As they say it: Let's move it.

Move it.

And you? Have you changed your mind?

I heard you'll help me get into a hospital.

Sure I will. An order is an order.

- Here's the address. - 15 Jagiellonska Street.

- What am I to tell them there? - You'll figure something.

And...

Your money for the fare.

Don't look around! Keep walking!

- I want to apologize. - Sure, you do.

- Don't be arrogant. - Arrogant?

If not for me, you'd have to send carrier-pigeons to London.

Done?

Okay.

A new job for you.

I'm looking for a good telegraphist. Know anyone trustworthy?

Do you?

- I am a telegraphist. - You're a constructor.

For transmitting I need a real professional. You know one?

- You'll always think low of me? - What?

I'll get you someone, and then we'll say goodbye.

Wake up call at 5 am.

At six a car will take you to your outposts.

You'll eat downstairs with the Wehrmacht soldiers.

And get a bath!

What are you doing here?

I work in the buffet. I'd like to offer you a washing service.

We're fine. You mustn't hang around here.

I was hiding a Jew once, and I'll never do it again.

My fiancée's no Jew.

Ah, so you said. Of course, she's not.

But the risk is high.

You can't sleep at night.

I've seen it all.

I'm telling you.

Here.

You'll be comfortable here.

You can wait here for the end of the war.

Any bathroom around here?

I'll get you a bucket.

Can you leave us for a moment?

Sure.

For a few days.

Hold me.

Hello.

Hello.

Remember me?

Yes... Why?

Take him away from me.

- What's this about? - I've got a guy with an injured leg.

Says he had an accident, but who'd believe that?

Where's he?

Agonizing.

I covered him so that no one could see it.

Okay. Follow me.

- Bronek! - Here!

- Call everything off. - Why?

Wanda is in an isolation ward. A guard from Pawiak told me.

Some Schneider's been picking on her.

- Damn it! Everything's set! - I'm waiting for a message.

- That Polish guard may manage to get her out. - How?

I don't know. Bronek!

We must believe she will.

How did it happen?

They shot at me.

I can see that,

- but I need to know more to help you. - Give me some painkiller.

I can't take you to the ward and have you x-rayed.

Any information is precious.

I was shot when fleeing a street swoop.

- From what distance? - They shot me from behind.

From behind? It's not possible.

Jesus! I can't stand this pain anymore.

The bullet entered from the front at a very close range.

It went through.

I remember now.

I fell, he caught up with me

and shot me at the leg.

Why didn't he just kill you?

Call sister Jozefa in.

Put that cigarette out.

Thank you, Mrs. Professor...

I'm leaving for a while. Romek will stay with you.

Romek!

I must go out. Look after Mr. Mosler.

Why have you come here?

- Where was I to go? - Why did you lie?

- It's not your business. - I know, what is.

Not anymore.

What do you want from me?

Take care of my business.

- I'll never be your partner. - You already are partners.

Unless you kill me.

Glass of beer for nice ladies!

Need company?

Gorka!

- They let you out? - As you can see.

- For how much? - More than I thought.

How are things down here?

- Not bad. - I need to do something.

- I need my dough back. - Gorka.

With your talent you'll be soon back in business. Just stick to me.

Sure! So, what now?

Did you tell them about me? Can I be useful?

The Command have not decided yet.

- You must wait a little longer. - Wait? For what?

Dear ladies! May I ask you to join me?

Let's have a drink.

- Our cooperation's so smooth. - No, thanks.

Be my guest. To you.

One thing.

Quite important.

Today Helena

- seated some Germans at that table. - I'm sorry.

Now I know the tables for Germans are here.

That's not the point.

That table's only for our people.

You know, what I mean?

- You mean, for Poles? - For...

real Poles. Got it?

Got it.

I'm glad

we may be straight with each other.

So...

one more and off we go.

Thank you.

You'll thank me, when you're free.

To the cell!

Quick!

- She's in a really bad shape. - I don't give a shit!

Am I disturbing you?

Not at all. Come in.

- Is this from your fiancée? - No.

From my father.

Do you have any news from Pawiak?

They placed her in the isolation ward.

Schneider...

- Pardon me? - Nothing.

Sorry.

- Let go of me! - You said Schneider?

- I want to forget him. - What did he do?

Nothing!

He raped me in the isolation ward every day.

Excuse me.

- They should be here by now. - Always so punctual?

No. It's the first time.

Oh, first time.

What shall I do?

Stay on the other side of the street and observe the perimeter.

To make it easier, call me by my first name.

Well... yes. My name is Wladek.

Mine's Ruda.

- That means...? - That means Ruda.

- What are our signals? - Comb your

hair if you see anything suspicious.

Have you ever seen a girl combing her hair

- in the middle of a street? - No?

Precisely.

Let's say, if I see something dangerous

I'll just take out a pocket-glass and look at it.

Pocket-glass is perfect.

- What took you so long? - This is Stefan.

He'll be our telegraphist. We've known each other since before the war.

Are you good at it?

Stefan's a famous radio operator.

I heard Buenos Aires and Tokyo at his place.

Okay. I'll say no more.

Why don't you introduce me?

This is Ruda, our observer.

Kamil, Stefan.

- I'd gladly observe her. - Hey, radio man.

Take care, gentlemen, and I hope the pocket-glass won't be needed.

Excuse me. I'm looking for dr. Konarski.

- I saw her go downstairs. - Thank you.

I'm looking for dr. Konarski.

Don't know one.

Is there any other patients room here?

- Don't know. - Is it serious?

Accident.

There's no room upstairs so they placed me down here.

Breathe...

Don't breathe.

We must talk.

- Is it urgent? - Yes.

I hear no murmur any more. You'll be checked out in 2 days.

- Need my help? - No. You need mine.

I was looking for you and found someone I shouldn't have seen.

- What are you talking about? - The man you're hiding here.

- I'm not hiding anyone. - Please,

don't insult my intelligence.

- What will you do? - You'll get

2 days to settle all your matters with the hospital.

- And then? - I'll inform Gestapo.

He's good.

Wouldn't have brought an amateur here.

- What's that alarm clock? - He wants to control the time.

How quickly can the Germans locate us, Kamil?

With two detection tracks, after no more than 20 minutes.

There'll be four messages.

Boss...

I guess it's my last time here.

- I'm no longer useful. - Have you thought it over?

Stefan can handle things.

If anything breaks down, you may always ask me for help.

If that's what you want, I want to thank you. We'll go to a bar.

No, thanks.

Pork chop with cabbage?

I'm not hungry.

It's an order. I haven't given you my consent for the transfer.

We need to discuss some matters, so we'll go to the bar.

An order's an order.

First incoming message.

Come in.

Hello.

Hello. Sit down, Bronek. Care for a drink?

No. It's gonna take a minute.

- Your money came in handy for us. - "Us"?

I see. No questions asked.

I read your letter.

We didn't talk enough, right?

For all those years.

Not enough.

Now we can make up for it.

I'd really like that.

- God! Check the prices here. - It's on me.

It's our constructor's farewell party.

- You're leaving and we got the guns. - What guns?

Ours.

- Vises? - No. Some other.

I kept one for you, but since you're leaving...

May I at least...

Could I at least take a look?

Discreetly.

Oh, damn! It's a colt.

Keep it down.

What if I stayed, boss?

If I stayed?

Excuse me. Can I take your order?

- Kamil's a kid, but he's a good boy. - Went crazy about that colt.

But he's got the nerve.

I want to tell you I'm glad we work together.

- Me, too. Pretty much. - Are you?

Listen.

You'd better go now. We'd better not know our private addresses.

Mr. Kwapisz?

- Who wants to know? - I'm from Mr. Mosler.

I was to deliver this to you.

Why didn't he come?

He can't.

- Typhoid? - No. He had an accident.

- What about the money? - I was to deliver just this letter.

Damn! What a reek!

They should send us to a sanatorium for this.

Stop gabbing.

Move aside.

Blackjack.

- Blackjack. - Yes. Again.

Excuse me.

How is it?

- Have you settled all your matters out in town? - Yes, I have.

O don't mean official business only.

Shall we play?

Let's play with the cards on the table.

You told me you knew a lot about me, major.

And this request to come here without my wife.

- I admit I don't quite get it. - Excuse me.

- Can I get you anything? - No, thank you.

I saw you with your mistress in town.

Me?

Relax.

I'm not going to share this information with Mrs. Beata.

I don't follow.

You were kissing a woman outside the Post Office.

Some girlie.

I don't know what you expect from me, major.

I'll be straight with you. I like your wife a lot.

I'd like to get to know her better.

- Excuse me?! - I'm sure your wife would bid

the red.

In the next episode - Let's talk.

- What do you want? - Stop!

- What will you do? - I'm a German

and I should act like one.

Wanda!

Subtitles: DUBBFILM English dialogues: Agata Deka