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I see you and you.

You'd have thought it.

Grandmother's fucked up for the gap.

She's always been good with her children.

Even the other little rat seems half -human today.

They've been like us.

Being able to breathe.

Whatever the new camp's like, sanitation must be better.

Couldn't be worse.

Better quick, too.

Couldn't be moving us otherwise. No.

Sister Ulrich is right about where we're going.

Should have been near a hospital.

You know, when Yamouchi first said that we were going... Well, at the beginning,

I thought... You're so stupid now.

It wasn't another camp.

You too. It crossed my mind.

Then this morning, when they split us into two groups... Oh, I know.

This is it, I thought. I only hope they finish our lot off first. I don't have

to stand there and watch Nellie and the others being shot.

Well, they'd have done it by now if they were going to. I'm going to take

Grandma's footsteps first.

Careful, please. You're jogging me.

Any more complaints?

Yes. Also, you are tipping me.

You should be tipping us.

In dollars.

If you had very, very as I do, you would be more sympathetic.

You should be carrying Kate and me after all that vitamin B you've wolfed down.

You want to thank your lucky star.

Those yeast tablets nipped it in the butt for you. Still, I am delicate. My

legs, they cannot feel. I wish mine couldn't.

I feel tremendous.

Rounding the camp was one thing.

To be out here in the open.

Hmm. Well, you know what I mean, though.

No tankos, no sick bay, no chores.

It is good to be outside.

I hate being closed in. I need space.

Careful! Mind you, I've been this way since I heard about Tom.

Don't you feel the same, Rose?

Just knowing Bernard's alive, it does make a difference.

And I've been thinking, they could be going to the same camp as us. It could

me.

Oh, them bags are the honeymoon suite.

I'll take alternative.

See how poor you're tipping me again?

That's all they can bloody well talk about.

At least there's still hope for you. I know about Dennis.

That's right, Sally.

Just because Peter's name wasn't on the list, it doesn't necessarily mean

anything.

He could be with another lot of criminals, like Sylvia.

Sylvia said the Allies would come and rescue us.

Where is Sylvia? With Blanche and the others behind us.

Why did they split us up, anyway?

I don't know.

I suppose they thought two groups would be easier to manage.

Here, Sal, fancy some fruit?

Women's pain length.

Can't I just pick some of these?

No, women pick fruits later.

Please.

I'll be very grateful.

Be quick.

Excuse me. It is necessary that we stop again.

No, we must stop.

But some of us wish to relieve ourselves.

To go, Benjo.

No, Benjo.

Women wait. But some of us cannot wait.

You explain.

Some of them have a touch of dysentery.

Huh? Cannot help go, Benjo.

Five minutes.

No more.

Thank you.

Anyone who wants to go to the lavatory, go now.

But don't be long and don't go in the ditches.

I know you want to be covered in leeches.

Hurry! Be quick!

And watch out for insects and snakes.

I think I'll hang on till we get there.

Me too.

What about you, Mr. Goldman?

I'm too weak to move.

You can tell she's better.

When she was really ill, she showed some guts.

I wonder what the bog should be like at the new place.

They might have real lavatories.

A proper sewerage system.

They might have washbasins and scented soap.

I remember the powder room at Raffles.

Oh.

And that will be only a year ago.

What?

This will look up.

Nuns are like royalty, aren't they?

I never imagined them going to the bog.

I thought that God protected the likes of her and Queen Mary from such sordid

affliction. Women, be quick!

Do you want to spend the penny, dearie?

How long before we get there?

Yes, I was just going to ask.

Please, how much further is it? The new camp?

How far?

No good camp.

Sorry.

No go camp go stop you like very much

You are.

I'm sorry that you had to carry me. I realize how lowering it is for you. No

worse than for anyone else.

You and I know what it is to have servants. Oh, I've almost forgotten.

Cooks, maid, houseboy.

But we should come to this.

Not much room, is there?

Certainly won't be when the others arrive.

Did they ever sleep outside?

We'll manage.

It's only for one night. Yes, and there are compensations.

Oh,

for young feet.

I have not done this since I was a child.

It's different from the last time we were on a beach.

God,

I was so frightened.

I'm so pleased about Bernard Rose.

I'm sure he'd be all right.

I remember him when we were shipwrecked.

He seemed so capable and strong.

He was strong.

It's odd, isn't it? What?

A year without men, you'd have thought would have learned to live without them.

But did it?

What? I wouldn't if I were you.

What?

Some well -meaning clerk like me to swim in and rescue you.

As long as I didn't know he was dead, it was all right.

Something to hold on to.

He could be alive.

Don't you pretend.

Well, join the club.

Don't stay in too long.

Don't want them all coming up in blisters.

Remember the state we were in at the beginning, after all that time in the

Yes. You boys, put those hats on. Remember what I told you?

Look what I've got.

Oh. Lovely.

There's heaps of them. Shall I collect some for supper?

Yes, good idea.

There's pawpaws, too, and rambutans.

Was the heat too much for you too?

Are you all right, Marianne?

We'll be in a moment.

Sorry.

Memories?

My best friend was on the ship when we were torpedoed.

She was drowned.

You could have done with a real friend in the last year.

I know how lonely leadership can be.

Even for you.

At times.

And you.

You did not seek your isolation.

Oh, I shouldn't complain.

There's Sylvia and Beatrice. They give me a lot of support.

It's just that I can never... Let your hair down?

One thing I've gained in the last months is a better knowledge of your English

idiom.

If Vicky had been with us... Oh, she knew me so well.

She knew my family.

You have no news of your husband?

No.

Of course, he wasn't on the ship. He stayed behind in Singapore with his

regiment.

I asked Yamouchi to make inquiries, but he could find out nothing.

Let us hope that communications will be better in the new camp.

Yes.

You have a son, too?

In England.

How old is he?

He'll be 14 now.

He was only 12 when I last saw him.

Oh, he'll have changed so.

If this war doesn't end soon, I'll miss the last of his childhood.

You got one to spare?

You give me cigarette.

When? No.

When do you want payment?

There's a place behind the hut. We could go there.

Take cigarette.

No payment.

What's the matter?

You gave me that for nothing.

Don't worry.

I'll probably collect later.

with pineapples. Well done.

We're building a fire to cook the main course. What's that?

Wait and see.

Kisaki surprise.

I don't think I've got the rice yet.

No.

They should be here by now.

Just blanch to wait till all the work's done.

I can't be that far behind.

Are you talking about the others? They won't be coming.

How do you mean?

Mary and Jeff are. They're spending the night somewhere else.

Well, that's why I split us up.

Oh, well.

All the more food for us.

What does he know?

What does he care?

Nothing for you or me.

Old Father Thames keeps rolling along down to the mighty

sea.

He never seems to worry, doesn't care for

fortune's pain.

It might be. All right, all right.

Mrs. Van Mayer's back to normal.

She's less advanced in her case.

I have a better, better patient than the other group are.

I'm sure the vitamin B's doing the trick with them too.

I expect Nellie's coping fine.

Yes, she's a good girl.

And she'll have Sylvia to give her a hand.

The last few months, I don't know how I'd have managed without her.

Excellent nurse.

I wish Kate had her dedication.

Could you move up a little more, Dorothy, please?

Not without squishing sound.

But I am a sick woman. I need more space. Move some of your stuff, then.

You ought to do what I used to do.

Find a spot on the wall.

Concentrate on it. Don't let any thoughts come into your mind.

Like them all out.

You're empty inside.

Take this. It's ground charcoal. It should help.

Thank you. Water's over there.

Marriage tonight?

God willing.

I've bagged you a place by the door.

Cover yourself well, Debbie. The mosquitoes will make a meal of us.

Marion.

Yes, darling?

I feel all sort of achy.

The exercise we've had today, I feel the same.

Get some rest.

You'll be fine in the morning.

Beatrice, I'm sorry to wake you. What is it? Debbie.

What's wrong?

She's aching all over and she says she feels sick.

She's feverish too.

Have a look at her.

Too bright, do you?

I've got these pains.

Where?

Everywhere. Her back and tummy, she said. And my legs, too.

Have a look at you.

What's going on?

Crying out loud.

Now I am to be robbed of my sleep. Please, if Debbie isn't feeling well. I

am not feeling well.

What about us lugging your weight about all day? Shut up, both of you.

When did this start?

She told me she was aching at bedtime, but I put it down to the exercise.

It's not very, very, is it? No, no, we'd have seen the signs earlier.

She was all right today, wasn't she?

Yes, she was.

Yeah, we were together all week.

What's that?

Oh, yes.

I think something bit me.

What? I don't know. You must know. I didn't notice it till supper.

Let's take a closer look.

Shall I have a deco? I wasn't expecting to see anything in this light.

Just a minute.

There's two tiny marks there.

Like pinpricks.

What does that mean?

It's a scorpion, possibly.

Hell, surely she felt that at the time. Are you sure you didn't feel anything,

Debbie? How about when you were picking fruit?

What was being stung up?

It was that that's causing the trouble.

What is it? Where is scorpion bite? We don't get the lethal variety here.

Symptoms should wear off fairly soon.

Meanwhile, all we can do is soothe the boy as best we can.

I think we're certainly not doing any walking tomorrow.

I'm sorry, but we have no alternative. We only have two stretchers. But I need

no condition to walk. You're in dance. I've better condition than Debbie. She

can't even stand.

What about her? She's in worse shape than you are.

You pay for her because she's English.

For heaven's sake, woman, I've got no time for pettiness.

Nurse Norris will give you a hand.

Oh, makes a nurse Norris, is it?

I'd like me to go.

My name is Madam Van Mayer. At least let me die with dignity.

Oh, I tell you, darling.

Yes, they wish for me to die. It is obvious.

I am of no use to anyone.

Rubbish.

We couldn't have done without you in the Christmas concert.

You were the star of the show.

At what cost?

Women, hurry!

Quick!

Quick!

Where are you going now?

We won't be long. I'm afraid someone else has gone down sick.

Quick, we're late. She needs attention. How soon will we be at the camp?

If journey good, one week.

A week?

Women walk slow, more.

But where is the town? No questions.

We're going out.

wait this is a good beginning

Get yourself something to eat. I'll stay with her. No, I don't want him.

There's no point in making yourself ill, too.

It's so awful seeing her like this, not being able to do anything.

It shouldn't go on much longer. It's two days now, Beatrice. It's all my fault.

If I'd taken notice when she first... It wouldn't have made any difference.

I'd stopped her going into the jungle in the first place. We don't even know it

happened there.

It just gets you nowhere.

Go and get yourself...

aren't I? Oh, darling, don't be so silly.

I know I am.

Must you?

What? Keep fiddling with those bloody stands. For God's sake, throw them away.

I can't. They're my calendar. I've been collecting one for each day.

All right, darling.

You mustn't worry.

We'll be better soon.

Says she.

We don't even know what better.

That's not all we don't know, is it?

We don't know where we are.

We don't know where we're going.

We don't even know where the others are.

Perhaps they took a shortcut.

They're already there, having hijinks with the men.

And perhaps their daughters.

What did you ask them?

That Christina's help is no use. They will not tell anything.

I think we must be somewhere in the southeast.

Our work did not bring us to this part of the island. Yes, but did they say how

much further it is? They refused to give away information.

I'm not even sure that they themselves know.

This is Jalanga.

This is Jalanga.

This is Jalanga.

From one's home.

Not anymore.

From what I can gather, it's an official transit list.

They said something about a telephone.

Where?

Do you hear what I hear? Calm me. Are you serious?

It's bag time first.

And bag time two.

Where the dickens have you been?

You are the lot en route for the next camp.

Yes, that's right.

I'm a fellow traveller. The name's Holbrook. Joss.

Rose Miller.

Fred, I can't shake hands. Had a bit of a contretemps with a tree trunk on the

way here.

You're coming with us?

Myself and another old crock went down with malaria.

Our fearless foes didn't think we'd be much of an asset at a work camp, so they

dumped us off here.

Said your chaps would pick us up. That was three days ago.

Do you know where it is they're sending us? Oh, Lord, no.

Everything's shrouded in secrecy.

You know what they're like.

Sneaky buggers. We've been traipsing around for days.

You wasted a couple going in the wrong direction.

Oh, stick -making.

You wouldn't by any chance have anyone for the name of Radcliffe, would you?

Monaco Radcliffe?

No. Oh, just wondered.

Chum of mine.

We left KL together and got separated in the general brouhaha.

One lives in hope. Jay, come back!

Bloody cheek!

You see that? It's all rickety snipped in there. Never mind dust. Well, instead

of bellyaching, I suggest you form a queue.

Behind me.

I take it you're their leader.

Me? Not likely.

Have you any medics in your midst? Someone ought to take a squint at old

Yes, I'm a doctor.

Holy smoke.

You look more like death's warmed up.

What's she saying?

I don't know.

Reminds me of her mother.

Remember how Judith used to mumble on when she was dying?

She'll be all right.

She'll be over the worst soon.

Beatrice says so.

You don't want to believe everything Beatrice says.

I reckon she's getting past it.

Well, at least she didn't use to lie to herself.

She's asking for Blanche.

Oh, it's all right, darling. Blanche will be with us soon.

We'll all be together in the new camp.

Shh.

Cup of char.

Thank you.

Getting it to a fine art.

Coping with my left hand.

I haven't got any cold tea by any chance, have you? Got the runnies, have

No, no, not me, but some of the others.

Oh, poor blighters.

Don't envy them.

I say, put some of that aside to cool, would you?

We had a dope bit a few months back.

Filthy, rag -splitted, bum -murder.

A friend of yours.

Says she's got malaria.

Scarcely a friend.

Spent most of my time at the camp avoiding her.

Crashing old boar.

Oh, you wouldn't have any quinine, I suppose.

Stupid question.

Well, better go and have a look at her.

Finish your cuppa first.

Five minutes won't make any difference to her, one way or the other.

Excuse

me,

may we speak to you?

What do you want?

It's about the girl.

Uh, Debbie Bowen.

She's very ill.

Huh? He says he's ill,

too. Try to explain to them. We must get her to a hospital.

Hospital. Uh,

No hospital.

There must be one of the... I say no.

Couldn't a truck be sent for her?

No, understand.

Oh, um... Oh, I'm sorry, I can't remember the word for truck.

Transport.

Couldn't you telephone for transport?

No

transport.

No hospital.

Finish.

Please.

She's only a child.

We know how much the Japanese care about children.

No good.

No transport.

No transport.

You wait, champ.

She can't wait. Don't you understand?

If she does receive the drug... Be quiet!

Or I'll punish you.

I'm sorry.

You go now.

There's something else, too.

It's about our friends.

What's happened to them.

I'm afraid it's cerebral.

I thought she'd gone a bit gugger.

I thought she was overindulged with grey matter before.

Well, she's had a good innings, as Monica would say.

When they're young, it seems such a crime.

Yes.

Someone ought to take a look at that arm of yours. I'll get one of my nurses.

Get Nurse Norris to see to it.

Dr. Mace! Dr.

Mace! No, Mrs. Van Mare, I'm busy.

Will you take that woman through with the other sick ones, please? Yes, of

course.

She gave my time to attend to strangers, but not to me. Give it a whisk, Van

Meyer.

A

whole

bloody thing.

Want some nails?

Here.

Help yourself.

Where did you get all this? Oh, use your noodle, girl.

Sitting around here for three days, wasn't I? With only a couple of half

locals guarding me. Well, you don't believe in wasting time.

I don't believe in wasting anything.

Rembrandt.

Is this?

You should have seen the paintings that I had in my home.

Originals, of course.

But then the van mayors were always patrons of the arts.

I am sorry about your husband, Sally. Thank you.

We must console each other, you and I.

My husband's name is not on the list either.

I didn't think... No one did.

And you believe I did too.

Tales can one believe.

It is harder for you than it is for me. You are still young.

I think you had been not long married.

Only a few months when we came to the camp.

For you, there was still love.

For me, it was more habit.

I didn't like him very much.

Only what he stood for.

I don't think he liked me either.

It's only a cheap reproduction, but I will keep it for a souvenir.

Oh, no, you don't. You take your sticky fingers off that. Now, wait. Anything we

take from here goes in with Joss's life. But I saw it first.

Never mind that. It goes in with the General Kitty.

Where is Sister Ulrica?

Um, back in the bog, I wouldn't be surprised.

I shall report this to her.

As well as to your leader. I would have thought that pulling...

Sorted with a very Christian concept.

Ah, it was Jepperton. Oh, please. One moment, please, Mrs. Van Meer. I want to

speak to you all.

I'm afraid I've very bad news.

It's about the other party.

They won't be joining us.

What?

They've been sent to a different camp.

What was the way she treated you?

Only to begin with.

I think in the last month she almost forgot I was a teacher.

You're Miss Blanche, aren't you?

In spite of everything.

I'll survive without her.

I could kill Marion.

Oh, Rose. But it's her fault, isn't it?

She is supposed to be our leader. She should have found out what was

not just let them be led off to God knows where without a bleat of protest.

wasn't alone.

Same with Debbie.

She should have demanded that she be taken to a hospital.

She did try. Well, trying is not enough. We are not here to get E for effort.

This is a matter of people's lives.

I tell you, Christina, if we ever reach that bloody camp, I think we'll find

ourselves a new leader.

Okay. Go ahead. Do your damnedest.

We ought to be used to it by now.

Broken everything in the last year.

Fingers, ankles, ribs.

Golly. They were the worst. The ribs.

Bloody agony.

And all for two eggs and a fistful of peanuts.

I won't attempt to straighten it now. I'll just immobilise it. I don't... Was

there a doctor in your camp?

Rather marvellous creature.

Touch of the towel brush.

Betty, Betty got her in the end.

We had our share of that.

We finally screwed some yeast tablets out of her nips, but it was too late for

some. And that's what did for Beatrice.

Dr Mason?

Yeah, she virtually cracked up.

Thought she'd gone a bit distraught.

I just put her down to tiredness.

Oh, it's everything.

Oh, Nellie.

Bet she wishes it was me that had got left behind.

Beatrice? I've just heard about the other group.

I should have known.

I feel I've betrayed them.

You will miss Nellie?

Yes. She was a good nurse.

Not only as a nurse, I think.

You were very close to her.

Vows.

When I took up medicine, I vowed I would never let this happen.

I too have made vows I have not kept.

It is no sin to love.

Oh, my dear.

I wish you were a believer.

Good I could bring you some comfort.

What is it, malaria?

No. She was bitten by something.

We don't know what.

She didn't feel anything at the time.

The wound blew up later.

What were the symptoms?

Intense burning, swollen glands, pains in the back and belly, followed by

dizziness and vomiting.

Now look at her.

I don't hear what Beatrice says.

If that was a scorpion bite, she'd have felt it.

Could have been a spider.

Hell, she'd have felt that too, surely. Not if it was the red -backed variety.

That's what their Latin name means.

Latridectus, secret biter.

Don't you, little chaps?

That's so big.

My chum Monica got bitten by one in Borneo.

And she recovered?

Oh, Lord, yes.

Once she'd had a belly -great shot of calcium glucinate.

Yeah, well, that's one thing we just don't happen to have handy.

Your daughter, is she?

No.

I promised her mother I'd look after her.

I almost cleaned.

Tap water makes all the difference. You won't for long.

Kate?

How's Debbie?

Sister Ulrich is in there praying for her.

Much good may that do.

It's all that's left.

We pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death.

Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

Women, wake!

Wake!

No more sleep! Wake!

Oh, it can't be that tiny, is it?

Hurry! Quick! We leave soon!

Not that soon, chummy.

We can't go until we've buried Debbie.

Isn't it awful?

One doesn't feel anything, you know.

I want this all over.

That relief that it isn't oneself.

Tell her.

Doctor? Yes?

I'll get she is no more, poor child. May I have back my stretcher? No, we need

it for the malaria patient.

But already I have one more day.

And so have the rest of us.

Mrs. Jefferson, I... appeal to you. For God's sake, Debbie's lying there dead.

Doesn't anyone care?

Remember, come quick.

Come, we're going out.

But can't. We need at least another hour. We have to bury her.

What? We must dig grave for girl.

Bury her.

Not you. No, it was Barry.

Not permit us to bury her? That's what he said. He said we must leave her to

natives. But it's not just a question of digging a hole in the ground. Of course

it is. I can't expect our fearless foes to understand that.

The child must have a Christian burial.

It's the least we can do for her. I tried to explain.

Perhaps they listened to Sister Oliver. Listen, listen.

Don't listen.

They will listen to me. Oh, don't let's make her do it. What does it matter

anyhow? What does it matter?

Frankly, I can't see what difference it makes who buried her. How can you say

that, Rose? No, she's not going to complain, is she? It matters for her

Yes.

They mean for their consciences. Well, what if they do? No point in building up

a store of guilt for the future.

I'm not a God -botherer myself, but I think she should have a decent send

Thank you.

Well, then, come quick!

It's all academic, anyhow, and Kisaki says no, he means it. And when I say

I also mean it.

Well, then, hurry!

Line up!

Quick, we're late.

I am sorry, but we are not yet ready to leave. We must first bury our sister.

I tell British leader, native is buried girl.

But they are not Christians.

We're late.

Surely one hour can make no difference.

No, I understand.

Tell them, Christina.

No,

we may come or I punish.

Not we say. High commandant say. We wait for camp. They angry.

No more talk.

We go.

Then you will have to go without me.

What will they do to her?

Shoot her.

They wouldn't dare shoot a nun.

Not bad.

Here.

He says, if you don't get up, you'll punish us all.

We'll have no food or sleep for the rest of the journey.

That could be another week or more.

You tell her, stand!

Passive resistance.

It's worked before now.

Not with nips.

Come on, let's all do it.

O holy and most merciful God, we commend this our sister to thy loving care.

We give thanks that it has pleased thee to deliver her from the miseries of this

sinful world.

Hang on to them.

Beatrice, look what I found at the bottom.

You're Jewish.

That's what Judith was trying to tell me when she... So much for her Christian

burial.

Better keep quiet about it. For Ruth's sake.

You come now. We go.

We go.

Quick.

Walk fast.

No stop for vigil.

Quick.

Come on.

Don't do the look back.

God, he leeches.

Give us a cup.

New camp, there!

There's a mirror.

No.

There's smoke.

Well, what's an improvement on the other place?

I don't care what it's like so long as we're there.

Beatrice, we are there.

We have reached the new camp. Look.

The Lord be praised.

Hey, do you know what the date is?

It's January the 1st.

We've walked through Christmas.

I mean to say we've been going for over two weeks.

Yes, look.

Then it's a new year.

1943.

Perhaps that's a good omen.

Well, it can't be worse than the last.

Should old acquaintance be forgot?

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