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Who are you?
Tell me who you are.
I asked you who you are.
How many have you killed? With your hands.
With your actions.
Answer.
Answer.
Answer!
Who are you? Tell me who you are, dammit!
I'm telling you.
Who is it?
Józef Bednarski,
has taken cyanide as soon as he saw me enter his apartment.
Why am I here?
Apparently, he is a British citizen.
And what is our friend our friend from the Gestapo doing here?
In Budapest, we are all friends.
And why do we assume it is English?
The girl told us.
Who is it?
Who are you?
A tart.
And I am still owed 20 pengos.
That's enough, that's enough. He has tuberculosis.
Get her out of here, now.
Nice trick, Krystyna.
I almost tore out my tongue.
But it still stands, doesn't it? Our agreement.
Monte.
Most Poles want to leave, but you are dying to go back,
give me a good reason.
I love my country.
So say all the volunteers lunatics we reject.
I don't know if it's the Catholic guilt of his father
or his mother's Jewish stubbornness.
In any case, is not a good reason.
Then give me a good one.
He knows this is all a game and wants to take part in it.
Give me false papers and I'll be back in a week, like we said.
You help your mother, what do we get?
I will do what Bednarski can no longer do, who is dead on a stretcher.
Give the Poles their communiqué and bring you the microfilm.
Was he fond of Bednarski?
No.
What about you?
Stupid lady, hide, there's a curfew.
I come for the photography work.
From London.
Any problems?
They didn't think he was going to make it.
She handed me a distraction. Disinformation for when she was caught.
Do you trust the British?
I am learning not to trust anyone.
Thus, it will go far.
Microfilm.
Make sure you get to London.
In Warsaw we cannot afford to waste to waste volunteers on distractions.
Is there anything else?
I need help with something personal. Fake papers for my mother.
Find yourself another fool.
I don't need any more names that they can torture me with
before burying me in a pit.
Mom?
Mom?
I've been good all week.
Mom has been so happy that I've been so happy too.
The priest says I am the devil,
but mom says, deep down, I'm good.
I will bite.
I will scratch.
I will rise.
I will rise.
I have misbehaved again,
so mom has locked me up in the dark place
and told me his story.
Once upon a time there was a kind woman
that he rescued a man from hunters. from hunters.
But he knew that his only option to survive
was to be domesticated.
Krystyna?
What are you doing here?
I was kicked out of my house.
And since your mother was not safe here....
- Where has she gone? - I saw her in an old church.
The one in Lwowska.
I believe he has found Jesus.
Krystyna.
You're scaring me.
Good.
I'm going to look for my mother.
But you will come back, won't you?
You know what we were all crazy about you?
All the kids in the class.
Even some girls.
It wasn't about me.
It was the thrill of being led astray.
I have to go.
Who are you?
Hide. They are taking over the building.
- Who? - The Germans.
What is it doing here?
I lead the cleaning crew. I've come to take a look at the place.
They have jobs.
And who are you?
I am nobody.
I came as soon as I heard that you were coming.
And what did you hear?
That I should be afraid.
And do you have it?
Yes.
It's me with my mother and father. They passed away shortly after.
I want the building spotless and without this stench of vermin.
Yes.
Stop!
Run, Krystyna.
Come back here.
Citizens of Warsaw.
For every action there is a reaction.
Today, you have killed a representative of the Reich.
This betrayal of our paternal love cannot go unpunished.
Citizens of Warsaw.
For every action there is a reaction.
NEW MAIL FROM WARSAW
TWO BRITISH SUBMARINES SUNK IN THE GERMAN BAY
Hello, o si to mío.
I have come to save you.
To save me?
Through the mountains.
I have the route.
Together, we can do it.
And that's why you are here?
Yes.
You are cheating on me.
Why else would I come back?
I know who you are, Krys.
Those children you have seen...
need me.
I show them here, on the sly.
What do you teach them?
That you don't need guns or weapons to fight.
You're not coming with me, are you?
I also know who you are.
Who?
The same stubborn old bean I left behind two years ago.
Do you remember the last time I did it?
Yes. Those two boys.
You were so cruel to them.
You broke their hearts.
The one who jumped off the bridge I'm sure you don't even remember his name.
Of course I remember.
So why don't you cry?
If you come with me, I am willing to learn.
Please come with me.
Yes.
Go away. Go away, go away.
Who are you?
Tell me who you are.
I asked you who you are.
Who are you? Tell me who you are, dammit!
I'm telling you.
You are an imposter.
Take the gun.
Please.
- Do it! - Please don't.
Get the gun!
Get the gun!
And now put it in your mouth.
Impulsive, irresponsible,
without realistic objectives.
Men, too many.
I have successfully completed 13 missions in Poland,
Are there too many of them?
And what is the reason?
An itch you can't scratch?
Remind me of the first one.
I handed them the microfilm.
WANTED
Without ever explaining what went wrong.
Germany invaded Poland, didn't you know?
My daughter is gone.
They caught her, didn't they?
- To whom? - His mother.
Now he's going to say: "It's none of your fucking business."
He has gone to redeem himself.
It's none of your fucking business.
She is burned out and has forgotten the rules of the game.
Are you in your right mind?
If I were, I wouldn't be here.
Remind me. How many missions have you completed?
And crawling down Old Compton Street doesn't count.
While you think about it, can you explain what I'm doing here?
Good question.
What are you doing here?
It is our best candidate for new pastures,
and here the friend knows it well.
Allow me to outline some general details.
You are Pauline Granville, teacher.
She will be released in France at the next full moon
and will meet with one of of our men, Roger.
He is one of the best we have.
And he is deeply involved in the Maquis.
That is, the French resistance.
To the chagrin of some members of of the management,
we have made promises that we are obliged to keep.
Let's send the Maquis a little present.
- What kind of gift? - Howitzers.
Too many.
And his task is to do what Roger cannot do,
to be our safety net in the field.
It will be the largest delivery of weapons behind enemy lines
ever carried out.
Whose success will rest in their foolish hands,
Krystyna Bloody Scarbek.
I apologize, sir, but I'm afraid you're mistaken.
My name is Pauline Granville.
Try to maintain that mask.
As soon as it hits the ground, look for your safe house.
Get Roger's address at the tobacconist.
And remember, Krystyna,
at the slightest problem, abort mission.
Thank you very much, Dubois.
A Crest, please.
Do you want to?
Thank you.
My name is Pauline.
Dubois.
Nice amulet.
From a passenger, who left it behind.
Fairy tales.
PRISON
Digne Garrison.
Do not approach.
You are not from here.
Is it that noticeable?
I am from the city, I'm here to look for a job.
Lucky I was able to escape.
Don't believe it. This is worse.
- Thank you. - Does it arrive like this?
To spare.
- An extra for the bread. - Thank you.
This is my schedule.
I drive all day long, if you need me.
Great.
- Thank you and have a nice day. - You too.
Stop. Stop, miss.
Wait till I take you home, punk.
If I may. Please, Mrs. Auphan.
Thank you.
Come on, son, come on.
MILICIA
There, one safe house less.
A rat's nest, more like.
RESISTANCE = DEATH
What is she looking at?
The boss will take care of it. He's coming.
Excuse me, sir.
I was wondering if you could help me.
Who are you?
I got lost.
I am a teacher and I am here for a job,
I am looking for the school.
From Lyon?
Yes, sir.
- Thank you. - It comes from far away.
What do you have there?
It is my family.
I want it around my neck.
Of course.
Sharpen your hearing. Follow the sound.
And next time, smile.
Okay.
Quiet, please.
I did not understand.
Can you repeat it again?
Do not talk.
Do as I say.
A militia officer is coming, don't look.
Or he will have us executed.
I am Miss Granville.
I am a teacher and I am looking for a job.
Smile. Smile.
Give me your hand. Very good.
Is it behind me?
Nods.
When he comes again, tell him you have no work for me.
Keep smiling.
Nods.
Nods, good.
Because if it tells you something different,
when they catch me,
I will tell them that you helped me
and bury us together in a pit.
Is it clear to you?
Okay.
And now, I want you to ring the bell.
Ring the bell.
- The bell. - Run, see who gets there first.
I bet you don't get me.
No luck?
I'm afraid not.
Don't say you weren't warned about this place.
I leave in ten minutes. Sit down.
Thank you.
Thank you. Nice rooster.
Thank you.
Goodness gracious.
He rides in the back.
Impossible, sir.
It is worth more than all of us put together.
Well, maybe not more than the lady, but more than we do.
Stay away, stay away.
- What is this? - You can come in. There's plenty of room.
I don't understand what's going on.
Mr. Dubois!
- But what are you doing? - Let's go home.
- Run. - Hide.
No!
Sir, please.
My poor rooster.
From this point on, we take different directions.
Who were those men in the truck? who were in the truck?
Resistance.
They take them to Digne Garrison, to die for their lost cause.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Hold it right there, sir.
I hope a pretty girl will choose my grave someday.
But not yet.
Roger.
- Pauline. - That's her.
And you must be Armand.
That's right.
RESISTANCE = DEATH
On the left and right, Armand's men Armand's men sent to pick it up.
And the one in the middle...
we thought it was you.
It was my distraction.
How many have you lost?
Half of them have died.
And the rest are scattered.
And how did you communicate my landing?
Through Le Clope. A tobacco salesman.
Collect and deliver my messages.
And why isn't he up there too?
Because he is a mole. The Germans must have converted him.
Your circuit is broken.
The mission is aborted.
Fuck you.
To you and your call.
London promised us cannons.
And you swore that you would make them keep their promise. their promise.
We are playing for our lives!
What does it do?
Relax.
Relax.
I know where you are.
Where am I?
At home. Saying goodbye.
The typical Frenchman. Always the victim.
And the smug Englishman safe on his filthy island.
If it had been the other way around, you would never have come to help me.
I would have given my life for you, brother!
And you...
I don't know from what cold grave they have dug you up,
but this one...
is my land.
And you have no idea what it feels like
to see how they water it with the blood of your people.
Damn you all.
London, with its games.
And you, with your secrets.
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
Armand, for God's sake.
Where are you going?
To an arms dump, Étoile Verte.
It is the only thing we have left.
In 24 hours, regrouping.
And, then, we will come out out of the shadows
to put an end to this as soldiers.
What's the point of showing it to me?
My promise to Armand.
Our landing strip.
The shells would have changed everything.
Would you risk the lives of the pilots now?
I prefer not to say.
Let's send Armand to his grave.
There is no redemption for us.
What if we send the Germans to Armand?
We have a mole.
When is the next Le Clope of Le Clope?
Tomorrow. At the Sanctuary of St. Jude.
Étoile Verte.
Now Armand will have a fighting chance.
I need a place to tune in to Radio London.
Clear.
We are done.
Message received.
It is now over.
With these weapons,
Armand could have recovered the whole valley.
I have told them it is safe.
They have approved the surrender of weapons.
We will come out of the shadows to fight.
Do you often think about your home?
It is enough for me to think about tomorrow.
Where is your home?
I thought I had stopped keeping secrets.
In a house by the Thames.
My family is waiting for me there.
When were you last there?
I feel like years ago.
Long time with a mask.
My son had grown up.
My wife was different.
And one day I understood that it was not like that.
That I was the one who had changed.
It's your turn.
Who is it?
No one important.
She was a teacher.
Well, I'm still a teacher.
And now I am here...
looking for work.
You should go to Étoile Verte.
If in the morning you see German trucks,
you will know that Le Clope has passed on our message.
And you will have to kill him.
Have you ever done it?
I mean the real you, under that mask.
I'm better at escaping.
Avoid eye contact.
Who are you?
Pauline Granville.
Liar. Tell the truth.
It is the truth.
Tell the truth. Liar.
Who are you?
Pauline Granville. It's true.
Who you are.
You don't want to know.
Good-bye, good-bye.
Today, I wanted to fix my bike.
I've turned a wheel so fast
that buzzed like a swarm of bees.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
I was afraid,
but I've stuck my hand in anyway
and I broke my arm.
Sometimes, you don't have a choice.
I know who you are, Krys.
Mom?
Mom.
You don't need guns or weapons to fight.
Stop!
Stop that tramp!
Go, go, go.
Va.
Va.
Who are you? Where can we go?
I am your friend. To Étoile Verte.
They are German trucks.
Stay here.
Stay close and don't make a sound.
Let's go.
No, no, no,
Dubois. Dubois, come back here.
Dubois.
Dubois.
Let's go.
Go, go, go.
Already.
For France!
There must be 93 corpses. Take it all.
You must erase it from your mind.
Erase it from your mind.
Delete what?
To have killed Le Clope.
I am haunted by other ghosts.
Roger says it was your first time.
Mine was in the last war.
The only thing they had done...
these hands until then...
was to work the land.
Afterwards,
my sergeant found me up to my neck in blood.
That old sergeant covered me with his arms.
And he just said to me, "Erase it from your mind."
I know there were more,
but...
could not find the words.
It is a...
useless advice, I know.
You have more to say, don't you?
Before I tell you,
I want you to promise me that you won't think that I'm a son of a bitch.
Of course.
How could I think something like that about you?
I thought you were a puppet of the British.
Sorry.
I was wrong about you.
And I'm glad I'm glad I changed my mind.
Do you know what I have done?
Teach a son of a bitch a lesson.
Brave as a lioness. Right, girl?
Hey, Roger. What's the situation?
The German patrol did not pass.
The mountain roads are clear. are clear.
How nice.
YOU.
Come here.
Don't be shy. You are now one of us.
So smile.
Take their trucks to the airstrip.
In a couple of days, there will be a lot of metal to load.
Then the Vercors will be ours.
We made it.
Incredible.
This is something to celebrate.
Yes!
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Like me.
It is for you.
They are starting to meet.
And everyone asks about you.
They were at the town hall.
They are travel tickets.
They were used by the rich and powerful to escape through Spain.
I saw this one at the town hall.
So, it's finished. Just like us.
What's up?
Huh?
London has cancelled the delivery.
And he has confirmed that a large-scale a large-scale invasion will take place.
The order is to proceed as if the delivery had been made.
And to say nothing about the change of plans.
For our safety.
They would all turn against us.
We have been used.
We have all been fooled.
It's better this way, isn't it?
Return home.
To find yourself again?
That man is gone forever.
The memory of a coward.
I am an objector. A pacifist.
When war was declared, I refused to fight.
And that caused a stir. My brother enlisted immediately.
I loved him very much, but...
When he left, I dismissed him with a...
"I hope I never see you again."
And it came true.
He was killed here in France.
And you had to take his place.
And now I am here.
With blood on their hands and no conviction.
We all hide.
You were a very happy child.
No, I was not.
I stole this
to always keep in mind who I should be.
Keep your pen.
Now you have to do the same as me.
This is Radio London.
Before we begin, please listen to some personal messages, listen to some personal messages.
Our message is: "A penny for your thoughts."
It is the confirmation of delivery.
A raincoat for the sun.
Frangois has stolen my lemons.
The fish walks on water.
A penny for your thoughts.
I was good again today.
Mom was very happy.
He said that now the sun would shine forever.
I stood by the window to see if it was true.
I have felt sad for my mother,
because the night is back, just like always.
You're late, we should already be on the runway by now.
I know. I'll explain it all to you now, when we've moved away.
HERE BEGINS THE LAND OF FREEDOM
Dubois, what the hell is that?
Don't look at that. Ignore it. And forget about the runway.
- What are you talking about? - There is not going to be delivery.
There will be no delivery.
How do you know? Stop the car!
Not until we walk away.
MILICIA
Stop the car!
Let's go, Pauline. No, get in the car.
No, Pauline!
No. Don't touch that.
What is this?
Leave it where it was. I'll explain it to you later.
Please. I'm doing this for you, no, no.
You have to trust me. I do this for you.
Where did you get these passages?
Pauline, I beg you, don't do this to me.
I'm going to make everything better, you'll see.
Please trust me. Please trust me.
Look what you've done.
Traitor.
The suitcase.
Give it to me.
Please give it to me, please.
Give it to me.
I am not a traitor.
I fought for France for a day until they caught me.
I tried to kill myself,
but a German soldier helped me escape
on one condition.
He would be the fisherman and I would be his net.
It freed me knowing that an addict always comes crawling back.
I watched Le Clope for months touch those sanctuaries,
until I realized they were mailboxes.
But...
I saw Le Clope.
I saw him with the Militia.
You saw what you wanted to see.
He was just part of the game.
This money from the Germans...
I have stolen it.
I could have left.
But I'm back,
even knowing who you really are.
And who am I?
A fraud...
who pretends that he is here because of you.
Why am I here then?
Huh?
Because of the emotion.
The most difficult lie to recognize is the one you tell yourself.
So, admit that you haven't really you haven't come back for me.
You've come back for Pauline.
You have given me the courage,
but she is the reason I got you a ticket
to escape from this farce.
Pauline, you and me.
This is my chance to save us before it's too late.
Late for what?
Can't you see it?
Sometimes, there is no choice.
Come on! Go, go, go!
Come on. You have to come back.
- Where is Roger? - Go! Take her away!
Let's go. Hang in there.
Quickly. Run.
Armand.
It's me.
It's me.
Armand.
Armand. Armand.
Armand.
Armand.
Armand. Armand.
It's me.
It's me.
It's me.
We have been...
...London's distraction from the start.
No.
No.
I am very sorry.
I am very sorry.
- No. - I am very sorry,
I am very sorry.
- I'm really sorry. - No, I'm not.
I am very sorry.
No.
I am very sorry.
YOU...
You gave us Étoile Verte.
Yes. Yes.
Yes.
Relax.
If you find survivors, kill them.
Agreed.
Erase it from your mind.
Okay. Okay.
Here, all clear.
- Did you hear that? - Hear what?
I have not heard anything.
Follow me.
Have you found anything?
A wedding ring and a gold tooth. Fucking peasants.
It is not enough for us to get out of this hell and cross the border.
Is it us or the Americans?
What do you think?
That it is already over.
First, we take these sons of bitches Digne.
And then, we give the order to reinforce the coast.
I also think it's over.
On the move.
Desire. Desire.
What do you want, or if mine?
I stole my mother's key today
and I have locked myself in the dark place.
Now I see it clearly.
It wasn't me that was trapped in here.
It was she who was trapped out there.
I will bite.
I will scratch.
Wake up, my love.
My daughter is gone. She has gone to redeem herself.
I will rise.
I will rise.
STOP! RESTRICTED ZONE
- Let us go. - You are criminals.
God damn you!
He is not listening.
- High. On the ground. - Aim somewhere else, you fool.
We are on the same side.
Who are you?
Their settling of scores.
I am here to see your commander.
Their wounded will soon come crawling in,
followed by 50,000 bloodthirsty Americans bloodthirsty.
Will you also offer them cigars?
Stay out of my way.
You French bitch, you have no idea.
The die has already been cast for all of us.
Accept their offer then.
Either that or go to hell.
I will see you there.
Back.
Kneeling.
Look at me.
He is looking into a mirror.
He is going to release the prisoners.
And we will see each other, safely, at the border.
And who are you?
You're the only one left, right?
Pauline.
The last resistance fighter of the resistance.
That idiot Dubois told me all about you.
You were fooled into believing you were coming here to free them.
And you have come...
to die with them.
Not with them.
No, no, no,
The war is lost and they continue to kill.
What are you looking for?
A good reason.
I was also looking for one.
Do you believe in fairy tales?
Once upon a time...
a kind woman
that he rescued a man from hunters. from hunters.
As the woman had no children,
dedicated his life to taming his wild nature.
But his methods were cruel.
He caged it,
chained him
and only let him out with a hook in his nose.
Didn't you say she was kind?
And he was. He loved him very much.
But he knew that his only chance of survival
was to be domesticated.
I am nobody's pet.
No, Commander.
This has been made clear.
How about letting me finish the story?
Sure, go ahead.
One morning,
all hope is lost,
the woman went to the cage with the idea of returning the to return the animal to the hunters.
But he encountered a miracle.
He was gone.
And in her place now stood a beautiful girl.
The girl gave the woman an affectionate look
and started dancing.
What a pity. Poor o si to.
My mother used to cry when she told this story.
But me, never.
Because I made up my own ending.
Tell me about it.
You will see.
What he or she learned
was to disguise its true nature.
And it became even more lethal,
because he was finally free to show his teeth.
And with his human mask,
no hunter would see it coming.
Enough beating around the bush.
The kind woman should have let the hunters do their job. the hunters do their job.
It is not necessary.
You didn't deserve a bullet in Warsaw.
You didn't deserve a bullet in Warsaw.
and you don't deserve it now either.
Jugens!
Organize the firing squad,
we will execute the prisoners in the courtyard.
Jugens!
Where are you?
Traitors!
You are dead!
Traitors!
Traitors!
Traitors! You are dead!
Stop, stop, stop.
Quiet.
One more step...!
Freeze!
One more step and I'll kill her!
Oh, girl.
Oh, girl.
Lonely girl.
Who made you believe
that I should not see the garden
nor the roses?
Who are you?
Do you have a howitzer?
You still miss it, don't you?
Impossible.
Surrounded by so much romance and adventure.
In spite of this, I hope you will accept my offer.
An office job?
Here, at least, I get some exercise with the mop.
Besides, you can tell it's my thing.
Next week,
I am promoted to clean the director's office.
And when he speaks badly to me,
I will fantasize about unsheathing my old dagger
and stick it into his cold and satiated heart.
Just kidding, of course.
You are fooling yourself if she thinks this is her thing.
The most difficult lie to recognize is the one you tell yourself.
You always knew that there would be no surrender of weapons, right?
Oh, yeah?
And what did you know, Krystyna?
What did he know, deep down inside?
Goodbye, Krystyna.
If you change your mind about the job...
I will leave a note on a cigarette paper.
Remember when I volunteered in Budapest? in Budapest?
How could I forget?
He told me I had to learn to play.
It is the only way to survive in the shadows.
Well, in all that time I didn't play once, do you know why?
Because, for the first time in my life, I didn't need it.
I was able to be myself.
And I got to enjoy every second of it.
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