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Polish Television presents

TIME OF HONOR

Previously -Have you got a radio here?

-I'll have to lock you in here. -Damn, like in prison.

You Polish swine!

Call a doctor!

AN INTERRUPTED WIRE Episode 24

Are you all asleep in here?

Get to work!

-Is that clean? -It won't get cleaner.

Won't it?

Your soap fell in.

What are you staring at? It's full!

To the drying room! Move it.

It's good she picked us.

We've got a chance? Hush!

No talking!

We'll need clothes, arm-bands for the Ghetto, and a guide.

-Can you get that? -Me?

I'm getting us out, you do the rest.

Seems fair, right?

Quit fooling around! Hang those and get the rest!

Hello.

I'm sorry.

-You look terrible. -Did you get my message?

I did. Did you have to take out Nowotnik?

-It was me or him. -I've got a place for you.

-A shower, finally. -Too bad

-we lost the heist. -Not necessarily.

What was that at the casino? A shooting?

You know Hans Weiman.

He got drunk, and tried to shoot an innocent

waiter. The gendarmerie took him.

-Did you eat? -Yes, thanks.

You won't mind if I...

-Were you there alone? -No, with Heinemann.

He kept his cool, but his wife got hurt.

-Could they be useful? -Him,

or his wife?

-I saw how you look at her. -It wasn't my last look.

-What's that? -Photos from our cafe.

Let me have them. I've also got something for you.

Look how the Gestapo works.

And one more thing.

The bill for furnishing our agents.

40 shirts?

40 undershirts, pants... Is it some joke?

Abwehra, paying your agents?

Our agents. Take care of it, please.

Kleinert?

You should've dressed them at the bazaar.

Maybe.

-Hi. Celina's in the hospital. -I know.

I hope she'll get well soon.

It's my fault, right?

Don't blame yourself.

We must finish the Halbe business. It's most urgent.

Have you got human feelings?

I try not to.

You should do the same.

-Go. -I'll bring further reports on Halbe.

-He's in 2? -Yes. Will we start there?

We might as well.

-You forgot the charts? -I'll get them.

Let's go.

-Doctor, save me. -What are you doing here?

-That doctor is onto me. -Calm down.

She's clever. Locked me up,

saying it's for my safety...

-She knows. -Oh, come on.

I know people. She had knives in her eyes.

-Who let you out? -I let myself out.

Please, take me to the Gestapo. I can't stay here.

-In a few hours. -But I can't go back there!

OK.

-I'll take you. -Thanks.

When will you get those...

-I wanted to tell you... -In here.

-You're not alone. -No.

One of ours is staying for a few days.

Wanda is escaping, with a friend.

-It's all in there. -Thanks. -I'll see myself out.

Excuse me...

-Can we talk? -Sure.

I need a favour.

Go on.

I'll be frank: I want to join the partisans.

-Have you got an in? -Me?

-No. -Maybe you know someone?

I don't know such people.

What about that lady?

What about her? No.

Who can I turn to?

I didn't escape from the camp to be a burden here.

I'm not a stranger! Danka's my family!

-Just get me in touch. -I'll think about it.

I'd appreciate it.

-Everything OK? -Yes, sir.

-News from your fiancée? -Still in Pawiak.

A new mission.

Sentenced yesterday.

A sadistic butcher from Szucha.

-Do you realize what I have done? -Stop thinking about it.

It's done.

Doctor...

-You can speak. -Everything is OK.

We took him away, no one noticed.

Thank you.

-He was a traitor. -And whom am I?

-Do you regret it? -You don't understand.

I'd do it again, if I had to.

That man posed a threat. A threat to you.

Hello.

-Thanks God. -I thought it's all over.

-It's a miracle they released me. -Maybe.

-You bribed them? -Me?

I'm broke.

Thank you, Boss. I'll pay you back.

Don't mention it. I'm glad you're back.

Let's celebrate.

I'd never expect that from him. And Wlodek?

-He's at my place. -Thank you.

Come here.

-Make it quick, son. -You've got a new patient.

-From the casino shooting. -That German girl?

-She's not German. She was with me. -In the casino?

-How is she? -You know her?

We work together. How is she?

-It's a flesh wound, she'll be alright -Thanks God.

-Is she your girlfriend? -Stop it.

We work together.

-That's it? -Yes. Will you take me to her?

Come.

About that snitch...

-He's been dealt with. -Dealt with?

-He's dead. -You took him out?

It was an accident.

See the guy with flowers? He's going to her. Tell him

Celina is here as Beata Heinemann.

OK.

-Can I help you? -I'm looking for Celina Dluzewska.

Remember that she is here under the name

Heinemann. Beata Heinemann.

-Call her that, no questions. -But how is she?

-She got shot in a German casino. -It can't be her.

-Celina... -Beata...

how are you feeling?

Much better, thank you.

Don't move too abruptly.

-Is the hand numb? -A bit.

-The nurse will give you something. -How did it happen?

I asked the nurse to inform him.

-I see. Family? -My fiancée.

I'll check on you later.

Not too many questions, please.

What's going on?

-When? -They'll let me know.

-Anything on that other one? -No. They need a place

-and IDs. -I'll take care of it. Thanks.

-For what? -For hope.

One more thing. A stalag fugitive, wants to contact you.

-Can he be trusted? -He's Danka's cousin.

-The one I work with. -I remember her.

I could use some help. I'll let you know.

We won't go back with everyone.

We'll hide in the drying room.

Where in the drying room?

In the Kraut part of it.

It ought to be empty.

The windows there have no bars, and there's a ladder in the storage.

We'll use it to get down to the Ghetto streets.

We'll make 2 keys:

to the laundry room, and to the storage.

-Make them? -Using an imprint.

In soap.

OK?

-And Wanda? -Nothing new.

-Can't Wozniak help? -I don't know.

-I'll ask him. -No. -He helped me.

I don't know.

He made me take an extra job at a German major's.

-How does he know such people? -Who is that major?

His name is Halbe. Looks decent, but who knows?

-Helena... -Yes?

You wanted to help us.

-Well? -Look around at that major's.

Check his papers, letters. All details count.

Alright.

Girls, we're opening.

We'll talk later.

-Thanks for coming. -Thank you.

How are you?

-After the incident? -Good.

-How's your wife? -She's OK, thanks.

Can I help?

Maybe transfer her to a better hospital?

No, she's in good hands.

-But thanks. -Don't thank me.

You've met.

Yes, we have. I'm glad. Please...

-Your back is all in bites. -I don't feel them.

You don't feel anything. I'll wash it with vinegar.

Ghetto fleas do not fear vinegar.

Get the door. Probably a tenant.

A tenant.

-An official letter. -Must be from the council.

Well?

It's... an eviction order.

We must leave by tomorrow morning.

-Check! -No, it's on me today.

It's alright by me.

I'm getting used to paying the Gestapo bills.

Thank you.

-Do you need a lift? -No, I'll

-stop by at the hospital. -Sorry, I didn't ask.

-How's your wife? -Better.

You're going to the hospital? I'd be happy to see Beata.

Great. We'll visit her together.

-Now? -Why not?

After you.

-Quite clean, for a Polish hospital. -We can't complain.

I've got a gift for your wife, though no flowers.

They don't allow to keep them anyway.

Which room?

Doctor?

-Is my wife still in the same room? -Naturally.

I'll take you to her.

Gentlemen.

Hello, love.

I brought guests.

-Hello. How are you feeling? -Much better, thank you.

You remember Obersturmbanhführer Rainer.

-We've met at the casino. -Hello.

Pardon the intrusion,

but it was a...

-spontaneous idea. -I'm glad.

Beautiful flowers.

I've got something for you.

-Goethe. -Forbidden fruit, I think.

The patient needs to rest.

Of course...

Doctor.

Thank you.

-You can't go in. -Why not?

The head doctor...

Let's go, I need to be at work.

-Halina is in room 9. -Thanks.

Thanks.

See you at the casino.

Visit me at my office. I've got excellent cigars.

Here.

I'll be glad to.

Any time. I don't have too many friends here, we'll talk.

With pleasure. Good bye.

Goodbye.

-I don't like him. -You've got a persecution complex.

Maybe. Go.

It must be a misunderstanding.

-It's an eviction order! -Impossible.

That building belongs to the 13th. I'll take care of it.

I'm fulfilling my duties, what's going on?

I assure you it's a mistake.

Your safety is in my best interest.

-I can't lose that apartment! -You won't lose anything.

Go home. And give me that order.

-Here. -Good bye.

-Good morning. -I didn't know you were here.

I came earlier.

You're very accurate.

Plants need care. They're living beings.

-Shall I clean your desk? -No, leave it.

Take your time, I'm leaving.

Leave the key with the concierge.

Impressive.

-I need a man for one job. -Just one?

We'll see how it goes.

I've spent 2 years in the Stalag. I want to fight!

-You've seen for yourself. -We won't be shooting cans.

-Who will it be? -I'll let you know.

Dirty. Dirty. Dirty.

Imprint the key.

You know what to do. It'll be OK.

-What now? -I've got a pain.

-I need to see a doctor. -Get to work.

-But it hurts. -It will soon!

My God, Nina!

What happened? Nina fainted!

What's going on?

Get up.

Get up!

-It might be the appendix. -She's faking it.

-Get up! -If she croaks, you'll be in trouble.

Oh, really?

You two, take her to the doctor.

Back to work!

Get up!

Cell nr 47, six inmates, 5 present.

Bucket!

It's a shake-down!

Hurry up! Give it!

Everybody out! Out.

We're out of firewood.

I'll find some.

Mosler kept his word.

-We're still here. -He didn't move a finger.

It must've been a mistake.

Still here? Out!

-Mr. Mosler from the 13th said... -Shut up!

You were to be out at 8 a.m.!

Lets us pack...

You had the whole day! Out!

-Where are you...?! -My glasses.

Empty.

-What now? -We must try again.

-Maybe there's another way. -How? Hush, it's Lola.

-Didn't make it, huh? -What?

I know what you're up to.

-Keep walking! -Take me,

or I'll tell Graba. Get it?

Door!

Out!

You all know your streets?

I can't hear you!

-You. -Zeromskiego and Reymonta.

Anyone suspicious, report at once.

And remember: you're working for the Reich.

-Off to Jozefow. -They've begun transmission.

Boss...

-What? -Nothing. I know your real name.

-How? -Deduction.

-One shot? -Shoot.

Eugeniusz.

-Missed. -No?

-How many more? -Four.

Send one.

The rest must wait.

Why so nervous?

Take a walk around the back.

Go.

-Godspeed. -Morning.

What is it?

That priest is fishy.

Go, we can't take risks.

-And you? I won't go. -It's an order.

Snitches everywhere. Hide the radio.

A Kraut tracking vehicle.

Out through the garden.

Hide it!

Too late.

Relax. False alarm.

-It's the moonshine. -Hide it!

Ready?

We can go.

There's your false alarm.

-Krauts, encircling us! -Give me a gun.

-Who speaks German? -I do. -Well?

As well as Polish. I'm from Katowice.

-Let's go. -How? -Come on.

Guns!

Undress.

Come in!

To the point.

The stalag fugitive is here.

-The agent. -Get him.

Enter.

-No one followed you? -As you instructed.

Very smart.

I've contacted the underground.

An execution squad.

-Yes? -We've got a mission.

-What mission? -To take someone out.

-I don't know who. -Who's your contact?

Do you know any aliases?

Not yet. One guy's checking me.

-He seems important. -How did you reach him?

Through Ryszkowska's mother.

-Would you recognize him? -Sure.

That's him.

-We're just for the moonshine. -How many more inside?

I don't know, we're just for the moonshine.

-Get those idiots out of here. -Yes, sir!

Let's go!

Guns.

-Why? -Drop your guns. Now!

Drop it.

Hop on!

Go!

Get on!

Stay!

Stay!

in the next episode

-Did I forget something? -No.

-What did you tell her? -Bullshit.

-And the other one? -An underground officer.

Subtitles: Dubbfilm English dialogues: Michal Kwiatkowski