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It is our intention to keep prisoners informed of war progress.

Imperial Japanese Army has now taken Rangoon.

British soldiers made dishonorable retreat.

Imperial Japanese Army continues successful drive through Burma and will

taking Mandere.

All Burma will soon be in Japanese hand.

Yesterday, Japanese forces carried out successful aerial attack on Karambo.

Much damage inflicted on shore installations and important military

Several British warships were sunk and British feet again retreated.

Everywhere, Japan forces show superiority.

Therefore, prisoners should cease all foolish hopes of victory and learn to

behave with humility as befits a fourth class women.

Well, I can stop scanning the hills for cattle.

Yes.

Settle for a convoy of nips and nips.

You'll say we'll be home by Christmas?

Of course we will. It's all bluff.

Is it on sleep?

Just trying to undermine them.

Now, yes, a lot of them.

Can't believe a word a nip says.

It's no use deluding ourselves. There's been enough self -delusion on the part

of the British. Your husband was right. It is worse than the undepublished. If

they can attack Salon, they'll go on into India and... Oh, God knows.

Our concern must be for the people here.

Yes. I've got more falling sick every day.

Fever, flu, stomach upset. I know.

It's only the start. I must have more medicine. Yes, well, I've given the list

to the commandant. He says he'll pass it on to the M .O. when he arrives. When,

if more like. Somebody should have put in an appearance by now.

You're going to have to insist, Mary.

Insisting doesn't go down too well with the Japs. We've had one death in the

camp already. I don't want another. Do you think I do?

Must be a month.

She's stopped putting flowers there now.

Oh, these are sweet.

Did you say thank you?

You're not taking food from my child.

I didn't. You damn well did.

You lying bitch. That's right, love. Give it a straight. You're the one who's

lying. Take your hands off me. I'm sure if I want to.

I'll put this one on the one by the left hook.

No, he did not. Right.

Stop that now.

Stop it at once.

Don't spoil the fun. Come on, we could do with some entertainment.

Both of you. She always gets more than her rations. I've got a child to feed,

haven't I? What about mine?

Oh, he gets plenty of tidbits from your Dutch pals. He gets nothing I don't work

for. Talk that now. You're both behaving like children yourselves.

I give English classes to some of them. Wouldn't be a party to give the Japs

classes to, and not just in English, I bet.

We may have to live like animals, but we don't have to behave like animals. I'm

not going to let her insult me like that. If you really complain, I suggest

address him to Mrs. Jefferson in a civilized fashion.

What's all this about? I wanted to tell you about George. No, he did not.

You're out of time.

You should be their leader, not she. I wouldn't say that.

Marion's a good thought.

No,

only experience.

You have natural qualities of leadership.

You think so?

As I have. It's a question of breeding.

Yes, breeding does tell.

I believe your husband... Mr. General, as was my father.

The Von Meyers are also a high -ranking family, but for poor health. I would be

leader of the Dutch.

Mr. Ulrich has been highly competent to me.

Ah, she's a real agent.

But they are always limited.

Perhaps you would care to take tea with me sometime? I have some left in my hurt

food cups, too.

Thank you, but I get rather busy one way or another. Oh, please. If only you

knew how I yearn for some city life.

Sometimes.

No worries.

Yes,

Mrs. Von Mayer? I am not well.

I have fought it, but one can suffer only so much. What's the trouble?

Chest, stomach pains.

Probably indigestion.

I would not trouble you with mere indigestion. I need a full examination.

Do you mind calling up my hut later?

If you're well enough to come to the cookout, then you're well enough to

the clinic.

It looks like conjunctivitis.

That's what I thought.

Lack of vitamins. Same old story.

And the ice cream without my glasses.

Eddie.

Won't Sylvia be any use to you?

No. Sorry.

Have you asked about a replacement pair?

Well, Marion's put in a request with the commandant, but he said... Don't tell

me. Wait until the M .O. comes.

Might as well wait for the flipping allies.

Oh. Just keep bathing them regularly. I'm sorry, we're out of thoracic lotion.

Thank you.

Make patience, please.

Right, put the clothes back on.

That I should come to this when I think what I am used to.

Nothing but the best in medical care.

As far as I can see, there's nothing wrong with you.

Nothing wrong?

Nothing that isn't wrong with all of us. But I'd say you're in better health

than most people here.

It's obvious that you do not know my nervous system.

Mrs. von Mayer, we are all... Tired, run down, and suffering the... And if we

are tired, whose fault is that?

That we are called from our bed to be counted?

Not we Dutch. We are not called smuggling.

Yet we also must be punished. Will you please not waste any more of my time?

Next, please.

No sympathy, no understanding, cold as ice.

And what is more, I doubt her competence.

Did she not let the baby die?

Next, please.

Come back, and then I'll dress them for you.

More skin sauce?

Yep. What else can you expect on this diet?

Know what I drank last night?

What? We're all lined up for tango.

Old Yamouchi bellyaching on about the latest nip victory.

And wham! The gates burst open and in shot all these pommy postmen carrying

Cross parcels.

You know, it's the children I feel sorriest for.

Poor little beggars. They're too young to understand what they're doing here.

Their mothers ought to have had more sense. Got them out of Singapore

away. It wasn't so easy.

We tried to get on an earlier boat, but without influence... I'm sorry, Judith,

I didn't mean you.

Debbie's almost grown up. No.

She's still a child.

When you've quite finished your little conflab, will one of you nurses speak to

my leg?

I don't say please, will you? If I wait much longer, gangrene will have set in.

If it hasn't already.

Let's have a deco, then.

Not very pretty, is it?

Months back I did it.

That first wood chopping lark.

Big B hadn't been so tight with the iodine. It would have cleared up by now.

Oh, well, I'll clean it up for you. Put a fresh bandage on. She kept it back

deliberate.

She got it in for me.

Bloody Beatrice.

We all feel that.

It's just part of her fatal charm.

Nothing personal.

Yes, it is.

She ate my guts.

I ate hers too.

You're lucky.

I no longer have the energy to hate.

Can't someone teach them a different song?

Better still, teach them something quiet.

What about you?

What? Well, I'm trying to organize a teaching rota. It's too much for the

mothers alone. I need volunteers.

Well, why not? You could teach them some poems. For one thing, I don't like

children. I don't suppose you have much to do with them.

And for another thing, I have enough to do looking after myself.

Don't think I've ever met anyone quite as selfish as you.

A place like this.

It's a selfish horse of mine.

Oh, sister.

I was on my way over to you. I heard you asking for me.

Yes.

I wish to discuss the matter of British attendance at my services.

Oh, yes.

Or rather, I should say lack of attendance.

You're seeing for yourself the numbers decrease each week.

Some are unwell.

Not all.

As leaders, we must not allow our people to turn away from God.

Oh, I don't think they are.

It's just that some of the British prefer to worship in their own way.

After all, only a few are Catholic.

Which is why precisely I endeavor to keep my services as general as possible.

Yes. We do have our own informal meetings, communal hymn singing.

Yes, I have heard you.

But none, I think, has any religious training.

No. In the absence of qualified priests, I see it as my duty to watch over all

our flock. Perhaps. It is also fitting that the two communities should worship

together. That at least we can do with harmony.

Yes. So.

I shall expect to see an increase in attendance.

No, I'll speak to them, but you see, attendances are voluntary. I can only

an example.

Then I set an example.

I make sure it is followed.

Ah, there's another.

Got it.

Reminds me of when I was little.

Me gran would go through me head for life, ever so particular she was.

She'd brush my hair a hundred times every night.

Don't think your hair.

Shut up, she'd say.

Women must suffer for beauty.

Perhaps if you had it cut shorter.

That's what I said.

Besides, it would be much cooler.

No, they can take away everything else but not me crowning glory.

I must be able to make hair dye out of something.

Where did you go blonde in the first place, Blanche?

Why'd you do anything, innit?

I used to give myself an auburn wrist.

I'll bet you used to powder your face pale, too.

Only as a child.

You look better as you are.

Well, I'm afraid that's the best I can do.

Far, anyway.

Sally, shall I have a look at yours now?

Yes, please.

What about you, Sylvia?

What's that?

You want Christina to give you nips for going over? I don't have any nips.

Come off it. We're all crawling with them. Not me, Ash, are you? Why should

leave you out? Deference to rank.

Lunch.

I don't mind, Mrs Ashburn.

No, thank you.

Here you go.

Thanks.

I suppose she'd rather be eaten alive than let me touch her. Don't be daft.

You've got persecution mania. No, I haven't.

She wouldn't even sleep near me, would she, Sally?

Well... She's rather sensitive about that sort of thing. She's not the only

If you stop being so bloody feeble, people might forget you're a chilli

Go, Dorothy. Do your washing.

I've been wanting to have a word with you.

I'd like to set up morning classes for the children.

I'm looking for volunteers to help with the teaching, and I wondered if you'd be

interested.

You see, I thought it might help for you to be involved in something.

Dorothy, I know how you must feel.

I don't feel anything.

You're bound to feel that now.

You're very young, and you mustn't feel that your life is over. When we get out

of here, and we're back home in England, in time, you may well meet someone

else.

Have another baby.

So you think we'll be out of here?

God willing. What if he isn't willing? Well, we just stay here and rot. We try

and make the best of it.

I don't believe in God.

my trunk, and in it I put a bottle of cognac, clean white sheets, set of

Potter, bumper box of vitamins, fuller's walnut cake, pair of silk stockings, a

bunch of primroses, a tennis racket, a copy of the London Illustrated News, a

tin of humbugs that are... Ah!

No, that was Sally's. Oh, what did you put in, Christina? No, no, no, don't

me. Mosquito net.

Oh, which reminds me, Rose, Big B wants all mosquito nets handed in for the

sick. Has she? Well, she can go on wanting. This is my personal property.

Prince, when? It was here when we arrived.

I think I bagged it. Are we carrying on with this beastly game or not?

A mosquito net, tin of humbugs, a dozen toilet rolls, a

packet of fags, a pair of hair -cutting scissors, and a jar of honey.

And let's see.

What shall I pack?

A first -class ticket home.

Touch of arthritis.

Mine.

What do you write in that log of yours?

Just a day -by -day account of life here.

The truth?

Or for Jap consumption.

The truth, I keep it well hidden.

Not that they wouldn't relish the truth.

Sickness spreading, morale low, all duly subjugated.

It must be the core that's what's needed.

You agreed one can't enforce it.

No, it should have been achieved.

Come on, Rose.

It's your turn.

I pack my dreary junk and in it I put... Cognac sheets, Beatrix Potter,

vitamins, cake, stockings, primroses, tennis racket, London Illustrated,

mosquito net for Christina, humbug, bog roll, fag scissors, honey, first -class

ticket home and... Some efficient earplugs.

You can't hear the goddamn triangle each night. No, I can't hear the goddamn

snoring each night.

I think it's rather a comforting sound.

Comforting?

Someone snoring gently beside you. There's nothing gentle about the racket

on here.

Ah, you want to thank your lucky stars you don't sleep opposite Sylvia.

I wonder if Tom snores.

I never got much of a chance to find out.

Bernard did.

But only if that wasn't all he did.

I think I'll go and wash now.

Can I borrow the toothpaste, please? Oh, help yourself.

Thank you very much.

Well, now.

What about his things, Tom? Oh, my God.

Why not?

Clear us up a bit. Yes.

Dolly, good idea.

What shall it be?

I know. Ten green bottles.

La.

Ten green bottles.

Last of the toothpaste.

Nearly. We want a pound of charcoal.

Must be four months now.

How are you feeling?

Not too bad.

At least you don't have to worry about periods, huh?

Did you hear what happened when Marian asked Yamauchi for a supply of sanitary

towels? He grandly allocated one towel for every three women.

I ask you, why couldn't we have had a female in charge?

Good night, Nellie. Night, Nellie. Night.

There.

Oh, thanks.

Nellie, do you really believe the men were taken to another camp?

That's what they told us.

Sylvia says you can't believe a word they say.

We've got to believe it.

Haven't we?

Do you have a steady boyfriend in Singapore?

Steady? Me?

Not a bit of it.

I believed him playing the field.

I only ever went out with Peter.

He was the school friend of my brother's.

We only got married last summer.

Just before we came out east.

Got married in Maidenhead, my home.

We had the reception in the garden.

Such a lovely lawn.

Stretches right down to the river.

And there's an old willow.

And I wanted to have my baby there.

For Mummy to help.

Don't, Al.

It's not very well for Sylvia.

Going on about having our first baby among the natives.

You'll be all right.

Kate and I will see to it.

This is Doctor.

Gets called out by this patient. Lives miles out in the country.

Sorry to bring you all this way, says the patient.

That's all right, says the doctor. Got another patient lives here. Often kills

you both with one stone.

Thanks. Nice to know someone appreciates it.

All right, all right, then. How about this one?

There's this other doctor, Dr.

Bottlebum. Takes his time examining a very pretty young girl.

Finally, he says, I have to tell you, you've got acute angina.

Look here, mister, she said, I came to be examined, not admired.

This place is like a bloody morgue.

I'm going to sit on the bunk.

You know, you really shouldn't let Debbie associate with her.

Oh, I know her language isn't all it might be. It's not just her language,

her whole attitude.

She's always been quite nice to us. She has no respect for authority, no morals.

Obviously the sort of life she led.

You think so? I certainly wouldn't let a child of mine anywhere near her.

Doctor. He's coming.

What, dear?

Why couldn't I have anything to do with Blanche?

It's best that you don't. Why not?

She's not very suitable.

What's wrong with her? I'd rather not discuss it now.

You'll never talk about anything important, will you?

Debbie, I'm not feeling well.

It's true. You treat me like a baby.

Please, darling.

Well, I'm going to be friends with her.

She's the only person here who's any fun.

Don't.

always got a headache or a backache or something.

I'm sick of you. I'm sick of this place. Debbie, please don't go.

Go?

Don't be funny. Where could I go?

You escaped in two.

We still had our coat.

You got that from the Dutch?

At a price?

Well, they'll be out of them soon, and then it's dry the leaves and roll

Maybe I should have it cut.

What?

Now we're at this day.

I cut my throat.

No. No company.

It's right.

It's friendly.

Turns a blind eye.

Quite well set up, too, Fridja.

God, I miss it.

Just my luck, I'm full of bloody women.

The only kick I've had since I've been here was the smutting.

Oh, don't stop that again. We've had enough trouble.

What's exciting, then?

You miss Nick, too?

Hmm?

You love love.

If you could call it that.

Hmm?

I don't know how much love came into it with Bernard and me, but...

They'd fuse each other.

Lived with him, did you?

No.

We had a loose arrangement.

I treated him like a dog.

Sometimes he went missing, but he always came back for more.

That's the kind of love.

Do you ever think of marrying him? No, no, no.

No, I've experienced the joys of domicility.

You've been married, then?

One of my more dismal mistakes.

You think this is dull?

You ought to try life out country or the middle -aged planter.

Why'd you do it?

On the rebound.

He was rich.

Life in the far east.

I found it enticing.

Rebound from what?

No, it was a classic story, you know.

Naive, 18 -year -old, falls for a handsome subaltern.

He proposes to her.

Beds her.

Then buggers off.

Better one does the using now, it's me.

Germany crickets!

Never going to get them deep in that well.

Line up.

Are you all right? Yes, I'm just a bit dizzy.

Come on, Mommy, it's a tank coat. Mommy,

Dr. Mason.

Three not here.

Where, doctor?

Here.

You're late.

Yes, I know. You know about.

One more.

Who not here?

Mrs. Bowen, you'll have to excuse her. She's in no condition to come.

All women come for Tenko. This order.

Then she will have to be carried out. She has got malaria.

Thank you.

I would also like permission to send someone to the cookhouse. We need to

water immediately.

No, you wait till morning. I can't wait till morning.

No. Please, Lieutenant.

One woman only.

But not till God comes back.

No wonder we're not all down with malaria.

Easy now, take it easy.

We'll have to have more to cover up. Out of the way, please, dear.

Surely someone can spare some more clothes. What do you want, the skin off

backs?

Oh, Debbie, because that's how you are at the start of malaria. Soon she'll

reach the hot stage and then we'll start sponging her down.

Will she be all right?

Could you stand over here, please?

Right, Norris, let's try and get these down. Come on.

Keep still, now.

We just want you to do some pulls.

It's all right. It's all right. She's hallucinating. We're not going to hurt

you. We're your friends, Judith. We just want you to swallow these. Will you

hold her still, Norris? Oh, I'm trying to, aren't I?

This is all we needed, Judith.

Bedlam would be a rescuer.

How is she now?

How is she now?

How does she bleed well look?

You are a flaming leader.

You ought to see about a proper sickbay. It was bad enough before with everyone

quitting and puking, but these... Be quiet. Go to hell!

We are going to have to separate the sick. We can't go on like this. I'll see

the commandant. And will you tell him?

We need more quinine. Is that all there is?

Regrettably, I cannot grant your request.

But we must have some.

Mrs. Bowen is very ill.

Others may go down with malaria.

We haven't got many pills left. You don't understand.

I'm sure you wouldn't want another death in the camp.

It is you who do not understand, Mrs. Jefferson.

Typical British arrogance.

I'm sorry.

I cannot give such that I do not have.

When a medical officer comes... When will that be?

It could be tomorrow.

Could be considerably longer.

He has large area to oversee.

Many camps, many prisoners, as well as Japanese soldiers.

But surely, couldn't you get a message to him? Couldn't we give him some sort

priority?

You?

Who are you?

I will do what I can.

Thank you.

But I promise nothing.

You said you had two requests.

Yes, Father.

What is the second?

In view of the increasing number of sick, Dr. Mason thinks it advisable that

separate them from the rest of the women.

I agree.

You have permission to change huts so all sick women together.

Well, we did think that that might lead to further trouble, constant upheaval.

We wondered if you might consider providing us with an extra hut, which

used as a thick bay by both the Dutch and the British prisoners.

There is no such hut, or huts in use. Aren't there any outside the compound?

Prisoners not allowed outside camp, except in working parties. No, but

people are sick... These are orders from high command.

I, too, must obey my superior, Mrs. Jefferson.

do as you suggest. We'll reorganize the existing house.

If the sick would be confused, Tinko.

Permission given.

Dr. Mason will provide the list of sick each day. Yes, of course.

You may go.

The one who is pregnant, how is she?

She'll be better if she could have eggs, milk, and more vitamins.

How long before baby is born?

Four, five months.

In Japan, we celebrate four months before birth of baby.

Really? It is when the spirit enters the child.

We call it Festival of Iwataobi.

What does Iwataobi mean?

It is the name given to the silk material that is tied around the body of

mother. To give her protection.

Yes.

No, no, you're going into hut three.

But can't we be in your hut? I'm afraid not.

But I don't get on with that Carter woman. If I tried to separate everyone

didn't get on, I'd be in her doomsday.

We didn't ask to be taken out of our hut. It's not fair method, the boat.

As if things weren't bad enough.

Now are you today, little bastard.

Enjoying yourself, are you?

Rolling about on your ass?

I don't want to go into Hutton. I mean, you're out, aren't I?

Yes, yes, Blanche, and you too, Dorothy.

Come on out, my miss.

Look, I've got everything arranged in Hutton. It's comfortable there. I've

beds for the children.

Yes, excuse me.

I'm sorry.

I'll see you later.

Did I hear you say Dorothy's in with us?

Yes, that's right, Sally.

Does she have to be?

Oh, not you too.

Well, I mean, it's just after what happened to her baby and me being

I wouldn't know what to say to her.

Look, couldn't you go into hut three? No, I'm putting women with younger

children in there.

God, I'm going to feel awful.

I'm bound to remind her all the time. Yes, well, you'll just have to get used

it, and so will she. I cannot make any more change.

I'm not sure this isn't going to be more trouble than it was.

But I don't want to move.

Don't argue, dear.

Over there, please.

I want to see Mummy. But there is nothing you can do for her.

You can come and see her whenever you want to, but you will be better off

sleeping in another hut. Isn't that right, Mrs Ashburton?

Absolutely. Won't help your mother if you go down sick, too. And we need your

place for another patient, so you collect your things up. There's a good

Oh, there are more carvings there in that side.

Don't give her too much.

You're welcome.

If I can be of further assistance, please let me know. Thank you, sister.

How is she?

Her temperature's beginning to fall. She'll be all right until the next

By which time, of course, we shall be out of twinning.

I could kill that man.

Not a very Christian sentiment.

Don't tell me he couldn't get hold of Quinine if he wanted to.

Two more down with malaria this morning.

Are you sure none of your people have got any?

Quite sure. All drugs were handed over to you when we first arrived. Some might

have held them back.

I don't think so, Doctor. It was an order.

Orders are not always obeyed, regrettable as that may be.

It depends how they are given.

If that is a criticism of me... Indeed it is not.

I think that you, like me, appreciate the importance of firm leadership.

Even if I don't still not.

Hey, everyone happy?

It's static.

At least we're shot a bloody Beatrice.

My, I'm sick of doing cook -out stupid.

Oh, what's the lunch then, Rose? No, let's get.

Could it be scrapings of rice and rotten veg spiced with rat droppings and lice?

Do you have to be so damn hearty?

We ought to have shorter shifts. It is ridiculous.

You can't say that.

That's Christina's place. Not anymore.

She's been moved to the sick hut, didn't you know?

I didn't know anything, do I? Stuck in there cooking all day long.

What's wrong with her, anyway?

Same as Judith Bowen.

Malaria.

She collapsed in the lab.

She didn't even tell me she was feeding you.

Hello, Debbie Oldsport. Coming to join us? Here, I'll give you a hand with

We put you next to Marion.

And you've got me on the other side.

So you can tell your mum you're in good hands.

Anything else I can do?

Yes, you can start sponging her down. Right -o. Just a minute.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Oh, for God's sake, change places with me.

Go on.

Raising the latrine?

I don't recommend it. Oh, take a deep breath and think it won't be bad.

Oh, Kate.

I want to have a word with you about Sally.

She's working herself up into a terrible state.

Oh, she seems cheery enough to me.

You know what she's like, all that public school grit?

She broke down in the wash hut last night.

Poor old Sal.

Oh, keep an eye on her, thanks.

Mind, I don't think it's just the baby. Well, morale's not exactly high, is it?

What we need is a proper leader.

I quite like Miriam.

Well, I like her fine.

Downright more than I like Big B.

But what is she? A nice, upper -class, pommy lady who's never roughed it before

in her life.

I'm sure she's really good at handing out cups of tea to refugees, but...

she's right out of her depth. Aren't we all?

Hello, Dottie.

Welcome to Hut One.

Thanks.

They're quite nice crowds in here.

Good.

I usually have a rest after lunch.

Well, don't let me stop you.

Beatrice?

Hmm? I'm going to call a general meeting this evening.

Right. I'll get Sister Ulrika to man the sick hut.

What's on the agenda?

For leadership.

I'm going to resign.

I see.

Just like that?

Not just like that. I don't think I'm the right person for the job.

I was never officially elected.

You needed a spokesman that first day I was pushed into it. By me? I tried,

Beatrice. You've just got to look round you to see if I've failed dismally.

I'm not equipped for leadership like you and Sister Ulrica. You're

professionals. All I've ever been in my life is a wife and a mother, and I just

can't do it.

I can't bear this place.

So who do you propose should take your place?

Well? My nurses and I have a full -time job at the sick. Well, I thought Sylvia.

Sylvia? Well, I knew she was a bit funny. If we'd got five minutes with her

charge, we'd all be put up against the wall and shot.

Like one of the younger women.

Is someone without children? Who do you suggest? Blanche, perhaps? Maybe

Dorothy? There must be someone. No, Marion, there isn't.

You're so desperately inadequate.

Oh, for crying out loud. Do you think I don't feel inadequate?

You called me a professional. That is exactly what I am. I'm a well -trained

doctor used to running a well -organised department in a well -equipped

hospital.

How on earth do you think I feel when I look round and I see the filth and the

disease and I know that I'm powerless to lay my hands on just one small bottle

of quinine?

I have to find it in myself to cope. So must you.

I bought

you a present.

And you want it back.

When you're better.

Got any money? Sorry?

Any money or anything worth selling?

Why? I thought you might like these.

Oh, I, um... Do you really want to sell them?

Not much use to me, are they? But they'll cost you.

Well... Message from Mrs. Jefferson. There's a meeting in the cookhouse after

supper tonight.

All grown -ups to attend.

Thank you.

Well?

Good evening.

Thank you all for coming. You'd think it was a charity do.

I brought you together tonight because... I think it's time we assessed

situation. I'm going to assess it in two words. Bloody awful. Quiet, please.

We've been in this camp nearly two months.

Seems likely we'll be here considerably longer, so it is essential that we

organise ourselves as efficiently as possible. And that means that everyone

pull her weight. Oh, Lord, here we go. Jolly hockey sticks and up the school.

And I mean everyone.

Absolutely.

As women, most of us have been used to considering just our own families.

Or simply ourselves.

Well, now we have a corporate duty.

Someone said to me, in these conditions, it's the selfish who survive.

I don't believe that.

I think if we're going to survive, and I don't just mean live, I mean survive as

human beings, we need each other.

Out with the violin.

Give her a chance. If I continue as your leader, and that's what you have to

decide tonight.

If I do, I shall expect your wholehearted support as long as we're

organization has not been all that it might. We've got many problems still.

So, I suggest that we set up small committees to concentrate on specific

such as catering, discipline, education.

We could have a group to organize entertainment for the evening. But to

this work, we need people who will head these committees, just as Beatrice

manages matters of health. Tell me in for one of them. Well, if it's the

catering, you can start by cutting down the cookhouse shift. Thank you, Sylvia.

What will you contribute, Rose?

I'm not doing cooking. You'll miss my point.

It's what will you do.

She could run the entertainment.

Oh, thanks, Duckett. Yeah, why not?

You'd be good. Go on.

You could put me down for a strip tease.

Oh,

what the hell? The place needs livening up. All right, Marion, I'll do it.

Thank you.

If my suggestion is accepted, I'll put your name down.

Now, the other main suggestion.

Using Hut 2 as a sickbay will only work as a temporary measure.

We'll have many more sick from the Dutch and from ourselves.

We must have a proper sickbay. Well, I'm with you there, but I thought old

Yamauchi had refused to provide us with a hut. Yes, he has, and if the Japs

won't provide us with one, I think we should build one.

Of course. I think that Bezos and I have drawn up some plans.

What have you... Oh, very well. We can't just plonk it down in the middle of the

compound. Imagine Yamuti's face. I've just come from the commandant. He says

can use that burnt -out hut.

Wow! That must have taken some good. We'll have to pull some of it down

we can start building it up. I don't think we're not capable.

A load of feeble women.

Fourth -class feeble at that. See all my foot. Let's show them. Now, I've spoken

to Sister Ulrika. She promises Dutch support if we decide to go ahead. Oh, I

think we should give it a bash first.

You have to decide who you want as leader.

Yes. Thank you.

Well, I'd like to propose Mrs. Jefferson as our official leader.

Seconded. All those in favour, raise their hands.

Right, come on, ladies.

Marbles in my tea!

I've got more to... Donnie will tell.

Birthday's completed, sister.

Absolutely splendid.

Hip, hip, hip, hip!

Hooray!

For we are jolly good fellows.

And so say all of us.

Hooray!

There.

Goodbye to my past.

Hey! No cheating. Not until I've trimmed it.

Does it look awful?

No. The food's just short. And your natural colour.

I can't bear it!

You're a different person.

Staying underneath.

Do you think it's the M .O.? That'd really make our day.

The doctor?

Doctor?

One moment.

Sister, are you not well?

Oh, no, it's nothing.

It's a slight fever. No, I've come to apologize to you.

It seems I do not have the authority I believed.

Everyone did not beforehand in their drugs. I've just now found these beside

Bible. Thank you.

That's not much.

Enough to remind me of the sin of pride.

It'll keep us going for a while longer.

It's what they say to drive the M .O .s here at lunch.

M .O.? Medical officer. M .O.

Nurse Norris said some job officials arrived earlier.

Yes, but they are not medical people. Far from it.

Our members ought to keep a tie.

Secret police.

Why are they here?

We shall see.

What do they want with me? What about?

No talk. You come quick.

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