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Sally, time to get up.

Here are your clothes.

Where am I?

At the new camp. We arrived here yesterday.

You remember.

These aren't mine.

Yes, they are.

Chump, they took away all our old clothes and gave us clean ones for their

stall. Oh, splatterbill.

Surely you remember that Berner female?

Berman, more like.

Oh, yes.

He took Christine away, too.

Yes.

Here, quick, or we'll be late. Sorry, thank you.

When I first heard that racket, I thought I was back in Monica's school.

Perhaps that froggy doctor will be round soon with the pink gargle.

What's her name?

Trier. Natalie Trier.

Where's Mr. Ulrich? I'm taking short again, I wouldn't want to.

Here's your hand.

Would you mind? I used to be able to manage with my own togs, but with these

confounded things... How dare they take our clothes away? I would sooner have my

old rags back than whatever thing you're in. At least they were mine.

Well, if it isn't the vermin sidekick.

Good morning, Daisy.

Morning, Mrs Jefferson.

Morning, Doctor.

For God's sake, girl, get on with it. What is it, dear?

Verna said to tell you, first fell for dressing, then for tanko after that

breakfast, and she'll see you in the cookhouse.

Thank you.

Oh, and she'd be obliged if you'd return the mattresses to her after breakfast.

Would she now?

Unless you've changed your mind and want to buy them.

That's all.

Thank you.

And how does she expect us to pay for them?

Wants us to borrow from her. That's what, at a nice fat interest rate. We've

made it clear we're not doing that.

I'd rather clean out the trees than the wall.

Probably have to.

Quite a mixed bag, aren't they?

There is no sign of a woman.

She's probably allowed to sleep, isn't she?

There goes the frog.

Hey, don't forget, nobody's to let on I'm a nurse. I'm not working for that

steel -eyed robot.

Beatrice is bound to tell.

Oh, I don't know.

I get the impression she's not wild about her either.

Here they come, knock him over in his mouthpiece.

Make a handsome couple, don't they?

On behalf of Lieutenant Nakamura and myself, I wish you all good morning.

We trust you all slept well.

For hard work requires a rested body, and there is much hard work to be done.

Our camp is the most efficient in the area. The most efficient, the most

the most harmonious. So you told us yesterday.

The commandant hopes this will continue to be so, and I am sure it will.

Provided the new internees follow the example of those already here.

They will be hardworking.

They will be obedient.

They will be cheerful.

I wonder how many camps there are in the district.

And if any of them are men's, we'll have them around.

Discreetly, then.

I have a feeling people won't like us asking too many questions here.

Hello again.

Bobby, that does look nice. I tried a supplement in diet. It's a bit too

expensive, though.

And that's what the fourth lawyer gets, is it? Yes.

I'll take it you'll all be on fine rations, too.

No bloody choice, have we?

Run along, Bobby. Bag is the table.

Watch it, Dorothy. We'll have to put a dollar in the swear box, and that's

another sodding luxury we can't afford.

Do you honestly fine you for swearing? It's not such a bad idea, really.

I mean, we wouldn't allow that sort of language if we were at home, would we?

seems to be yet another curtailment of our freedom. It's a question of

standards.

You sound just like Sylvia Ashburton.

Who?

Oh, someone at our old camp.

I know it might all seem a bit like school.

Shade of Miss Pollock and her purge on impurity.

Oh, gosh, I'd forgotten her.

We have to think of the children.

I'm sure you'd feel the same if Ben were here.

I suppose so. The swearbox proceeds do go to a good cause.

What's that?

Lining burner's pocket?

I think it's for the children.

It should do well with our lot of room.

Marion, about Verna... We know about her.

What I don't understand is why you all let her do it. Mummy!

I'm just coming, darling.

Come and sit with us when you've got your food.

Come on, Sally.

Must eat.

It says, Discipline Committee Report.

I can read that. There's a legible scroll underneath.

At the meeting of the Discipline Committee, held on December 30th, Mrs.

and Nicholas Lang were found guilty of stealing from the Cook House stores.

As a punishment, they will forego all leisure activities for the period of a

month and do extra kitchen duties instead.

I used to think discipline was the most essential thing in life.

So did I.

Ah, Dr. Mason.

Dr. Trier.

I should like to see you in the hospital after breakfast.

There are matters we need to discuss.

Yes, of course.

About last night.

I owe you an apology.

It was not a very good example for the patients.

No. Well, I felt I'd be better off with my friends.

If we all did as we wished, there would be no discipline. I've said I'm sorry.

We will forget the incident. Good. I will see you later.

And I would be obliged if you would return my dressing gown, then?

I'm afraid I can't.

But I haven't got anything else to wear.

You certainly can't keep that.

I will find you something suitable that it will have to be paid for.

Naturally. Oh, by the way...

The Dutch patient with Barrybury, Mrs. Van Mayer, is it?

Tells me that one of your group had a stillborn baby.

Yes.

Yes. Sally Markham.

Well, I should like to include her in my research project. We haven't had any

stillborn births here.

She's in a pretty bad way at the moment.

She thinks her husband is dead. His name wasn't on a list we were given.

Interesting.

I must have wanted to see her.

I didn't tell her, did you?

What? I haven't told Dr. Trier about me being a nurse. No. Oh, thank God. Yes,

anyway, I haven't had a chance. Oh, well, be a sport and don't.

I'm working with her.

Look, I know that she's not the most endearing of people, but you're going to

needed, Kate.

I don't see why.

They seem pretty well set up to me.

And she'll have you now as well as the two assistants. Yes, but they're not

nurses like you are.

They've only done a few months' training. You know yourself what that

to. A little more than skipping.

Oh, come on, Bidge. Where's your sense of duty? I don't have one anymore!

I never did have a sense of vocation like you or Nellie.

I only took up nursing to see a bit of the world.

Wow.

I've seen all I want to see now.

Thanks.

It's a matter for your own conscience.

Banana?

Like a bit of banana?

Let me thank you.

Go on.

I can spare it. Burn it, give it me.

Honestly. I'll have it.

Pardon? I'll have it if she doesn't want it.

Oh. All right. Oh.

Pardon me for asking, but your name wouldn't be Barbara, would it?

Babs for short?

No, it's Sally.

Oh. I just wondered.

Only I used to take this paper when I was in further.

Schoolgirl.

And there was someone in it.

Barbara Redfern.

Babs for short.

You put me in mind of her.

Except she was always laughing.

Great street schoolgirl.

Did you?

Lovely, wasn't it?

I was just asking Lillian about money.

How the hell am I going to pay all Werner's bills?

I don't buy anything new.

But all I've got left in the world now is a comb and a toothbrush.

There are always a few people willing to pay others to do their heavy chores.

The rich bitches.

Like the ducks in the last town. Only to begin with, at the end, we were all in

the same boat.

Wouldn't surprise me if that Van Mayer woman hadn't still got a few baubles

stuffed up her knickers.

Knickers counts as a swear word.

I suppose, um, you couldn't lend us anything.

I'm sorry.

I would if I had it.

But it's extra food. I need every penny. Of course.

Here's Van and I'll...

What are we supposed to do, genuflect? Good morning, everyone.

Let's see, it's Marianne, Beatrice, Joss and Rose, isn't it?

Ten out of ten.

Good morning.

How are you all today?

Recovered from that awful journey?

Just now. If not from the shock of those bills that you gave us. Oh, yes, I want

to talk to you about that.

Actually, I would have been over earlier, only there's a certain little

have to fulfil first thing.

Miss Hatton expects me to get her breakfast.

She found out that I used to run a hotel, so she expects the works.

Oh, I know what you're thinking, and I don't enjoy it.

But actually, it's very useful to have an in.

I often glean tidbits of information, don't I, Lillian? Yes.

Did you know that the Allies have started to make a comeback in Burma?

Oh, that is good news.

How far have they reached?

I didn't manage to get any details, but I'm keeping my ear to the ground.

Let's hope somebody treads on it.

Why don't you get down, Bobbie? I'm sure everyone will excuse you.

Excuse me, please.

To return to the sordid question of money, I'm afraid you'll have to work

your bills for the clothes and yesterday's food.

But I've had a word with my colleagues on the finance committee, and I'm happy

to tell you that we're going to let you have the mattresses for nothing.

Something. Well, there was a little comfort money left in the till. You mean

money sent for the Red Cross?

Yes, that's right.

And we thought that under the circumstances it should go to help you

Well.

I'll see you all later.

I can give you your duty road, isn't it?

Dr. Trier, may I have a word with you?

I suppose we should have all been duly grateful.

I don't see why.

Here, here.

Well, damn it, the money's meant for the British government. It's ours by right.

That bloody committee's going to take my whack off me. Especially one run by

that creature.

Now, perhaps in future we could ask for our share to be paid direct.

Good idea.

Maybe their leader, but it's certainly not ours.

Come here.

I cannot shout. I'm still too weak.

You also are ill?

No. Dr.

Trier just wanted to see me. Oh, wonderful woman. So young and yet so

I'm afraid she shows your Dr. Mason for what she is.

In her we can have confidence.

She's dying, poor creature.

But I wish she would do so quietly.

I wish I was dead.

You must not think that. I do.

That is a weak thing to say.

Why would dead I be with Peter?

But think of your parents. How would they feel if you were to die?

They'd probably think I'm dead already.

I will not accept it. You are only a child. You have everything still to live

for. Do I?

Oh, sorry.

Oh, it is all right. I have finished.

Oh, I had to get away.

Some frightful missionary woman tried to press Gangersall into joining her

choir. Indeed.

She didn't have much luck. Only Joss volunteered, and that's because she's

turned deaf.

You wouldn't have laughed at that a few weeks back.

I think I should not now. It's because I'm so happy.

Happy? Yes.

In spite of everything.

Oh, Rose, I've just heard the most wonderful news you can ever imagine.

What is it? A Catholic priest is to visit us here.

Terrific. He comes over from the men's camp once a month to take confession.

Men's camp?

Yes, I saw it on the notice board.

At last I shall have someone to turn to for spiritual guidance.

How do you know that he's going to come from the men's camp?

Someone told me.

Did she say how near it was? I didn't seem to ask.

Crying out loud. You may need spiritual guidance.

Is there physical presence the rest of us need?

I am sorry. It was selfish of me.

If I knew Bernard was somewhere near, I might just be able to survive.

You!

Call Miss Hudson, quick! She won't play. Both of us?

No, not you.

She'll present at your husband.

Quick!

Dr. Nathan.

That is better.

Thank you for the loan of this.

Take a seat, would you? I want to be a moment.

Seen Sally?

Yes.

I'm just completing my notes.

A classic case of depression.

Yes.

Yes, natural enough, I suppose.

There's the baby and her husband.

Is there anything we can do for her?

In the absence of drugs or especially psychiatric help, very little.

Poor Sally.

We'll just have to keep a close watch on her.

It'll be interesting to see how she develops.

How come she appeared to get over the baby's stuff at the time?

Yes, but then she had Nellie.

Had a friend, one of my nurses.

It is a pity you have no nurses with you now.

Those trainees need watching all the time.

Now, as to our arrangements, you're clearly in no state to

do more than a few hours a day in the hospital.

I'm quite able to do my share.

I think not.

It is obvious you're still suffering from fatigue.

You have already experienced one near collapse from nervous exhaustion.

What?

You did, did you not?

At your old camp?

Oh, too.

Mrs. Van Mayer, I suppose.

I did not need to be told. You have all the symptoms.

Touchless, anxiety,

irrational behavior.

Your physical condition speaks for itself, too.

The deterioration of your eyesight is not the only effect malnutrition has had

on you.

I'm sorry to be brutal.

It is because I need your help, I must be so.

I'd rather have a colleague capable of working efficiently for a few hours a

than one who is little more than a corpse, I suppose.

I will see that you have put on a special diet, as from now.

But the others...

They're in just as bad a condition as I am. The adults are not doctors. You may

find something in there.

I saved them when they died. Also their teeth.

Now go on.

Try some.

You are Mrs. Jefferson and Sister Ulrika?

Yes, Miss Arthur.

Lieutenant Nakamura has asked me to see you regarding the question of

leadership.

I am told that you are the leaders of the new internees.

Yes, I represent the British and Sister Ulrika the Dutch.

In this camp, Mrs. Jefferson, there is only one leader, Bernard Johnson.

Yes, we realize that. You will therefore tell your fellow internees that from

now on they will look to her as such and her own use.

But surely if we need... Excuse me, I must protest. Be quiet!

You question the orders of the commandant.

I think all Sister Ulrica meant was that our people may also need a spokesman.

There are bound to be certain problems that we'd rather take up with... All

problems to be dealt with by Bernard Johnson.

But some of my people do not speak English.

It is necessary for me to interpret for them as Werner Jonsson does. Mr. Ulrika,

you are spoiling my breakfast.

I'm sorry, Miss Parsons, but I... Am I to be troubled by ignorant foreigners

coming in here at every moment?

If they cannot speak English, they must learn to, as I have.

I think you will agree my accent is possible.

Oh, it's excellent.

I have an exceptional gift for languages.

Like your friend, Christina Campbell.

I will certainly ask my women to do as you wish, Miss Hudson, but... As the

commandant wishes.

Yes.

In the meantime, if I might continue... This camp is the best camp in the area.

And why is that?

Because we have a system that works.

There is one leader only, the one appointed by myself.

On behalf of Lieutenant Nakamura.

You will obey her or be punished. You understand?

Yes, Miss Haslam.

Good.

You are dismissed.

Before we go, there's something I'd like to ask. You mentioned Christina

Campbell.

What about her?

We just wondered... if she was all right.

Of course she is all right. She is working for the Japanese.

Go now, you waste my time. I have much work to do.

Work. She wouldn't know the meaning of the word.

She does nothing but sit there all day, shoveling down food.

No representation.

Enrageous. Scandalous.

Say nothing of uncivilized magic.

You might work.

Well, so do you.

Oh, no use. I can't do a thing with it.

Don't get out of here so soon, Hill. I've nothing to wear.

I wish I could help.

You used to have some clothes at Ben's. I was taking the back room.

They were all that survived the shipwreck.

They're all gone now.

Don't you know that summer has applied for repatriation before Christmas?

Someone did mention it, but I thought it was just the new tree. No.

They let a few others put their name down, too.

The elderly and those of us with children.

Werner thinks that Bobby and I may stand a chance.

Dr. Trier signed a chit about his eyesight and his anemia. That should

The fact that John is already back home.

I wouldn't bank on it, Miriam.

You should have heard it at prep school by now.

It's down to start in the autumn, at John's old place.

Ben should be at Wellington now.

In long trousers.

Oh, I'm lucky.

At least I've got him with me.

I must not start getting all weepy again.

You can't weep with one of your oldest friends.

If it was just you, it would be different.

Lillian, would you be able to get hold of some paper for me? I'm running out.

I tried to keep a diary of sorts.

Heaven's sake, don't let the chaps know that.

Extra radios, they're the worst crime.

The last person they caught with one had her ribs broken. I'd still like to keep

it.

It seems important to have some record.

Yes.

Yes, I'll give you some paper, but please be careful.

Mind you, Verna always tips it off if she gets her advance warning.

I know how you feel about her.

But it does have its advantages, her being in an assassin.

You think we're deluding ourselves, don't you? Yes, I do. I don't know what

would like before Verna took over.

At least there's order now.

Jock and me are setting up my shoe mending business.

I provide the silk, she provides the nails.

They're the ones she nicked from that house on the way.

She certainly doesn't lack initiative, our Jock.

Funny old trout.

Well, that'll be her now.

Wrecking the choir practice.

Kate.

I've found out some more about the men.

I got talking to a girl who lives on that work property. She says that the

camp is somewhere near the factory.

We ought to get in on that caper.

Maybe we could get a message through.

We'll have to wait our turn. Apparently there's a monthly rota.

Why does everything have to be so bloody organised?

Does she know if there's been any new prisoners lately?

No. But she's going to try and find out.

Wouldn't that be something?

Just to make contact.

She doesn't believe in wasting any time.

Hmm?

Hmm.

I see she's taking a nap to their tea.

Let's hope she's laced it with arsenic.

Hello?

Hello.

I used to work for her.

Back in the old days.

Before we come here.

Malaria it was.

Sort that goes to red.

She went screaming mad in the end.

It was horrible.

Don't know what he died of.

Pardon?

Maybe that was malaria.

You mean your husband?

I heard he passed on.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I dare say you've got someone else, though.

To go home to.

After.

Parents, like, not brothers and sisters.

Yes. There you are, then.

Could be worse.

Me?

I ain't got no one.

My mother died when I was two, and me father... I was a charity child.

Not that I'm complaining. I was given a decent upbringing, and they played me

with a respectful family, but...

It'd be nice to have someone.

No.

You're better off without.

You only lose them.

Isn't that Christina's mirror?

She's not going to claim it, is she?

Can I have her comb?

You've already got a comb.

She wants to sell it, doesn't she?

Well, what if I do?

At least I took this to remember her by.

I thought we agreed to share out her things. All right, I'm not saying

can't borrow it. I'm just saying I'm bloody well keeping it here.

I say, something's going on out there. What?

Don't ask me.

Our fearless foes are mustering in the courtyard, barking at each other like a

pack of ferns. Hey, you don't think the allies have landed?

Ask her.

She's the fount of all knowledge.

Listen, everyone, there's going to be a search.

I came to warn you.

When, Verna? Now, any minute. Well, leave the search. I've got nothing to

here. Yes, what have we got?

Mary and your diary.

Heck, I've forgotten that. Diary? You have a diary? Yes.

Where can I find it? Under your mattress.

Give it to me.

I'll hide it for you. They won't look in my room. I bet they won't.

Come on, quickly.

Trust me.

Why not hand it straight to Nakamura?

Okay, let's start.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

There's nothing else, right?

Okay, let's do a physical examination.

Yes, stand there.

Stand there.

Please, there's no need for that. We haven't got anything. Quiet!

Yes.

I hate them.

And me.

Vicious little buggers.

We must try not to hate.

But love our enemies, is that it?

I know it is difficult.

Difficult? Did you hear that? Our Holy Sister said it's difficult. Teddy Rose.

There is some good in everyone.

Told that to the Marines.

Not in that lot, there isn't.

Some of them aren't so bad.

I can hear.

Dorothea's right.

Shinya's okay.

She could be quite human at times. She's not moochy, human.

They are all the enemy. Who was it who sent us off knowing the others were

to a different camp?

True, he must have known. Yes, Beatrice, he sent Nellie away, and you call that

little rat human? They're bastards, all of them. And they don't do to forget it,

either. They're right.

I hate them too.

They've taken everything.

They've destroyed everything.

One feels so helpless. We're at war with them. Yet what can we do?

What I wouldn't give to have a go at them. Oh, yes. Oh, the idea of sticking

bayonet in a little yellow belly and just... Stop it, Edmund!

Do you not see?

By talking like this, you become as they.

Safe and sound.

Except for a few crumbs.

Thank you.

If you'll take a tip from me, you'll hide it outside in future.

Some of the women bury things behind the latrines. I am grateful.

Don't be.

I am on your side, you know.

I promise you, I'm no fonder of the Japs than you are, but one might as well

make good use of them. Won't you sit down?

No, no, I ought to get back to my duties.

Yes, I have to go to the storeroom too. I have to watch the Russians like a

horse, but I'm sure we can spare five minutes.

There's something I want to talk to you about.

I believe Miss Hassan had a word with you and our Dutch friend yesterday about

your position here in the camp. You mean lack of position?

Yes. I am sorry. I assure you that was none of my doing.

In fact, I'd love to have someone to share the burden with.

Well, I expect you found the responsibilities pretty arduous too.

Yes, at times.

However, Madam seems to like the way I run things here, and, well, one simply

can't argue with these people.

No. But I should hate to think that it would cause any hard feelings between

folk and the rest of us, so I wondered if we couldn't bridge the gap.

How do you mean?

Well, there's a vacancy on the discipline committee.

She went down with scrub typhus. I wondered if you'd like to fill it.

Lillian's on the committee. She may have mentioned it. No.

Well, I expect you had so much else to talk about.

I am glad Lillian's found a friend at last. She worries so much about that boy

of hers.

Well, how do you feel about it?

Well, I'd be prepared to stand for election.

No, we don't worry about anything like that. We'll just co -opt you.

The important thing is to avoid factions.

Don't you think?

Somebody's having a go with the Ouija board.

What?

No, they aren't.

Well, they don't say nothing.

Some people don't hold with it.

But you might like to come along.

You never know, you might make contact.

Contact?

Mr. Foster's husband gets in touch quite often.

You mean he talks to her?

Well, you know, communicates from the other side.

Now, all place your finger on the glass.

Very lightly.

Everyone keep still.

No one is to speak.

Or to treat the matter with levity.

Just empty your minds and think of nothing.

Is anyone there?

Are you there, Gerald?

Gerald, I'm talking to you.

Are you there this evening, dear?

Gerald, this is Edith.

Are you there, dear?

Evidently not.

Well, is anyone else there?

Can I have your mug? Your mug, if you've finished with it.

Ah, this mug.

That's right.

Is that your wife?

I have no wife. It is a girl.

Your sister?

So, sister.

Is that your mother and father, is it?

Mother, father.

It's odd to think of you having a family.

What? Nothing.

It's nice.

You look like your father.

British say all Japanese same.

Not when you look closer.

You like cigarettes?

Thanks. Want me to give you something for it?

You want I pay?

No.

Shinya, I can't keep taking them for nothing.

Why?

Pay the other guards.

I want no payment. I know you don't want what... what they want.

But maybe I could pay you some other way.

That's some English lessons.

That girl.

Dorothy, is it?

She seems to be very friendly with the guy.

Typical Lillian understatement.

I mean, she actually... I imagine so.

You tend to turn a blind eye where Dorothy's concerned.

Thought of it. I know.

She's one of our casualties.

She lost both her husband and baby.

Oh, no. Right back at the beginning. Since then, she's switched off.

And Sally may be doing the same thing.

I can imagine nothing worse than losing your child.

Remember those miscarriages I had before Bobby?

It's bad enough.

time I felt as if I'd lost part of myself.

If anything should happen to him... It won't.

We'll make damn sure it doesn't.

Oh, Rue, I'm so glad you're here.

I haven't been called Rue for over 20 years.

Is anyone there?

I think someone's trying to get through.

Will you tell us who you are, please?

And who you want to speak to?

Who are you?

Will you tell us?

Then you try talking to him, dear. See if he responds.

Go on.

Peter?

Are you there, Peter?

It's moving.

Look. Shh.

Deep concentration.

Empty your mind. Are you, Peter?

You interrupt.

Thought as much.

Come on, Sal. You don't want none of that. But it's just made contact. Tommy,

you rot.

I suppose you got her into this, you half -baked little ninny. I was only

to help her.

And you call this help?

Poor girl's disturbed enough as it is without you filling her head with

nonsense.

Up you get, Sal. You're coming with me.

Bosh. It's all in your head.

When I asked if he was, it spelled out yes.

Somebody moved the thing.

That nincompoop Daisy, I wouldn't wonder.

Maybe he did it to self.

Wishful thinking.

If you want to wish him anything, wish him alive.

He's dead. I know he is. The fetus took.

There are dozens of camps on this island. He could be in any one of them.

what they all say.

Then, for God's sake, listen to them.

I might just as well write Monica off as dead. My friend, Monica Ratcliffe.

We've known each other since we were tots.

We were at Cheltenham together, then Cambridge.

Saw each other in and out, two disastrous marriages.

Finally fetched up and kale together, running that blessed school.

If I wrote her off now,

I might as well do myself in.

But I know jolly well that one of these days she'll turn up.

And so will your chapel.

Just don't do to throw your hand in.

It's what they want, our fearless foes, to undermine our morale.

We've got to fight back.

Show them they can't get us down.

So, snap out of it.

Where's the girl?

You could start by joining me in that confounded choir.

What do you say?

Yes.

All right.

I'll have a go.

of the Imperial Army, General Shimojo will be visiting our camp.

There's a tree somewhere.

For this important occasion, the Commandant wishes that all internees

their best clothes.

Help me out.

Try to choose the blue chiffon or the gold, Lord.

They will also make themselves tidy and groomed in readiness for their

photograph. She can't be serious.

The General has expressed the wish to show the world pictures...

of new arrivals happily settled in Japanese prison camps.

We are greatly honored that our camp has been chosen for this privilege.

Let us make sure all is well for the visit.

All rooms will be scrubbed.

All walls washed down.

All new gardens will grow with abundance.

Daisy, will you do me a favour?

What?

Solve this for me.

That's your... You sure? Quite sure. I can't go on living in the past forever,

can I? No, but please, be a sport.

I need the money for something else.

There should be enough to go around.

But please, I beg you, be careful with them.

And return them the moment the General's visit is over.

You sure there's no higher charge?

Of course not.

Although I'd have to charge for any damages.

I shall have this dress. It is my colour.

Who do they belong to, Bernard?

Oh, various people. I don't mind telling you. I have to twist a few arms.

I did my best for you, sister.

I'm damned if I see why we should be dressed up like a lot of dolls.

The whole thing's a charade.

Personally, I like to have my photograph taken, but then I am a good subject.

All my self -photograph work.

It is bad mayor.

Perhaps when they see your picture in the paper, you'll be discovered.

Yeah, Metro -Goldwyn, they'll set up a raiding party for you and whisk you off

to Hollywood.

Look out, Joan Crawford. Please, I know it's ridiculous, but we have to go along

with it.

I don't see why.

Good chance for a bit of sabotage.

I don't advise you to try anything.

You haven't seen Miss Hassan when she's crossed.

I can imagine. You mustn't take any stupid risks.

They'll probably have you shot on the spot. No probably about it.

Won't, will you? Be sensible.

We don't want trouble.

Better not, Joss.

Then it is trouble.

Oh, right.

Spoilsport.

Would have been spiffing, though, to wreck the bastard's visit.

Yes, it would. I assure you, it's much more to our advantage to impress the

general. Don't worry, we will do our best.

And I think we should all be very grateful to Werner for the trouble she

taken finding the clothes. Thank you, Mrs. Vermeer.

Dominica, please.

Well, I'll leave you to get dressed.

Oh, and a little make -up wouldn't come amiss.

Madam told me to give you this.

You should be able to manage with that and a bit of charcoal.

There's only one problem. We haven't got a mirror.

Oh, but you have.

The one Sally bought yesterday.

Oh, yes.

Silly me. I forgot.

It's to replace Christina's.

Lost a bit of work.

Who does the woman fight?

Grave. Satan.

Huh? He was at our old camp.

I'd hoped we'd seen the last of him.

We're dead!

Boo!

Up!

Where's Sal?

She started a fever earlier. Came over all shivery.

Wish I'd thought of that.

Dr. Trio's got her under observation.

That's all we're getting out of this.

Oh, Dottie, aren't you looking forward to the happy snap?

When the general comes to inspect us, I would like you at that time... Excuse

me. Yes?

I'd better go to the laboratory, please. Very well, but don't be long.

Thank you.

Come on, everyone.

Say cheese. Now, after I count three, right?

One, two, three.

Cheese.

Watch it! Watch it!

Thank you, internees. Our honored guest is

pleased with you.

You will now go to your rooms while he carries out his inspection of the camp.

If she's not in the lavatory, where is she? I don't know.

This is the first start we've had.

You'll be able to write it up then, won't you?

What are you doing here?

Only medical staff are allowed.

I want to help Beatrice prepare Sally's body.

Don't be upset.

This is a job for a nurse. I am a nurse.

It's true.

I'd like her to help me.

Please.

You were her friend.

At least she achieved something, didn't she?

She wiped the smile off their faces.

Ruined the whole bloody visit.

Surely you aren't suggesting she timed it deliberately?

No.