Original subtitles

TO INNOCENCE.

What's your name?

Ludo. You?

I'm very mysterious.

I'm Polish.

I'll tell you my name some day.

How old are you?

Almost 12.

You're much too young.

I'm 12½.

What do your parents do?

I don't have any.

I live with my uncle.

What does your uncle do?

- He's a kite master. - That's not a job!

And a mailman.

I really like wild strawberries.

They're better with sugar.

Where's the fire?

What about your heart?

What's the sugar for?

For... a sort of angel.

"A sort of angel"?

Right... Angels like sugar.

Everyone knows that.

KITES

Ludovic Fleury's compositions are obsessed with one thing.

For example...

"The golden locks

"of the young girl under the tree

"one summer night"...

He can't forget his Polish angel.

As for math, aside from memorizing cattle numbers,

his grades are appalling!

That's not entirely his fault.

Fleurys suffer from a surfeit of memory.

And from a surfeit of insolence, apparently.

This very morning,

he was singing La Marseillaise backwards for his classmates!

What about France's honor?

They promised war against Germany.

War can never be a promise. It's always a threat.

For you pacifists, military glory means nothing!

My stance is irrelevant!

I never imposed my opinions on Ludovic.

His mom died in labor, his dad soon after, in the war.

Singing La Marseillaise backwards

is paying tribute to his dad?

- He's just using his gifts. - "Gifts"? Please!

I'd say he's borderline retarded.

The boy is deranged.

You're starting to get me mad. Ludovic is no retard.

We'll see about that!

Raised is standard bloody.

Tyranny's us against.

Arrived has glory of day the.

Fatherland the of children arise.

Fatherland the of children arise.

Soldiers fearsome these of howling the.

Fields the in sound the to listen.

It's not that different.

It's not word order that makes it patriotic.

I'd never have sung it if I hadn't been asked.

They're taking you for a fool!

But who cares?

It's a question of interpretation.

They think I'm nuts 'cause I've devoted my life to kites.

They're conventional, which makes them jealous.

But you better hold back a little,

if you wanna get a job with the post office.

As for your Polish angel...

Not your fault if you can't forget her.

It's hereditary. We can't forget beauty.

Mr. Fleury, seems philosophy isn't your strong suit.

In fact, you don't seem to have any strong suits.

I'll ask but one question,

and I expect only one answer.

What is the main characteristic of grace?

Mr. Fleury?

What is the main characteristic of grace?

Movement.

If they asked me the main characteristic of grace,

I wouldn't say a word.

I'd give 'em a drink of this.

A toast to shutting up!

And to Ludo!

95% for a single word, that's how you pass your finals!

He could do my books this summer.

That'd get him back down to earth.

At his age, dreaming's a good thing, Marcellin.

He's not dreaming, he's off in the clouds!

Doesn't even realize we're talking about him!

He was five the first time he did that.

A kite broke free and he took it real bad.

I told him it'd left

to seek out new horizons.

- That brought him back. - Poor kid!

The ideas you put in his head! You're perfect for each other.

It's still a shame, though.

If not for WWI,

he'd have his dad, and I my brothers.

Think we're in store for another... massacre?

If anything ever happens to me, you'll keep an eye on him?

Yeah, but don't count on me

to raise him with the same insane methods!

A guy who lives only for cooking

isn't a paragon of sanity either!

In any case,

the whole world's gone nuts.

He's right, dreams are better than reality.

I'm not worried about him,

he'll come down to earth when he's good and ready.

Seems you've been waiting five years?

Our gardener said you asked if I'd ever be back.

Mad love, huh?

- You didn't forget the sugar! - I never forget anything.

I forget everything.

But I remember your name.

Ludo?

Your whole family's batty, no?

Seems you have odd gifts and memories like an elephant's.

My uncle says

we suffer from a surfeit of memory.

- Some even died from it. - How's that possible?

- That's just stupid! - It's complicated.

I'm not a fool, you know.

That's not what I meant.

It seems that all the Fleurys

were victims of compulsory public education.

They learned to fight for the things they believed in,

and finally died for their ideals.

It's all gibberish to me!

You gotta be French to understand.

The French have better memories than Poles?

Think Poles don't fight for their ideals?

I feel sorry for you.

After five years, instead of admitting you love me,

like all the others, you belittle my country.

What do you know about Poland anyway?

I'm very

fond of Poland.

- It's known... - For what?

I love you.

That's better.

Five years isn't so bad.

Though I've seen better.

But you can't love me, we don't know each other.

'Bye.

Nice background, huh?

She's back!

Bet it was easier to love her in your dreams...

She didn't understand a word of your gibberish

on historical memory and compulsory education!

What a nuisance!

I have to forget her.

Even if she came groveling back, I wouldn't talk to her!

Ludo, I think it's for you.

Miss de Bronicki is expecting Mr. Fleury for tea.

Sorry, too busy!

You gotta trust me! Don't be rude.

Fine, good riddance!

Calm down!

I've had enough! Everyone's out to get me!

Just a little cotton problem!

Dad lost everything, he should've invested in coffee.

I won't introduce you.

This is Ludovic Fleury.

Where'd you find him?

- In the forest. - "The forest"?

How dreadful!

- Hope he doesn't have rabies! - Get a grip, Mother!

Don't mind her. She's so young, but she's seen so much.

At 16, her first husband

committed suicide on their wedding night.

She remarried, but her second husband died from exhaustion.

At 17, she was the greatest actress in Poland.

She had a servant just to accept flowers.

At 18, she was entertained

by King Alfonso XIII, by King Carol of Rumania.

Then her parents sold her to Dad,

and along came my brother and me.

She's loved only one man, but it's a secret.

All lies!

She views the truth as her personal enemy.

- You believe me, right? - You met yesterday?

That's when she lost her dog, you're its replace...

My dog's back, and Ludo's been waiting five years!

Poor guy!

I'm a rational being, the only one in the family.

Tad's the name.

- Dad's a finance whiz. - "Debt" whiz!

- He's here... - To escape creditors.

to look for new investments.

Mom's throwing a party to find a rich lover to pay our debts.

Every time Dad goes bankrupt, she...

Goes to work!

He's as red as a beet!

Why do they all fall in love with me?

They just stare at me, with the occasional "er" or "um"!

Cat got your tongue?

Is having tea on the floor a Polish custom?

Simplicity is sometimes refreshing.

- We're Marxists. - He'd turn over in his grave!

This is Bruno.

Like you, his parents are dead.

Bruno'll be a great pianist.

In fact, we'll all be famous.

Tad'll be a great explorer.

I'll be the new Garbo. And you...

Well, it doesn't matter.

What got you into this state?

Is it because you live in two different worlds?

The rich can be just as crazy.

The de Bronickis live in a Turkish manor!

In Turkey, I bet they'd live in a Norman manor.

It's good, have some!

I don't wanna work at the post office.

What'll you do, then?

I...

wanna become somebody.

There's a world of possibilities.

No point in getting sick over it!

Listen...

What you need is a peaceful rest in the dark.

What he needs is light!

I don't want you to be sick. I'm no good with illness.

The slight cold, on occasion, but that's it!

Don't come any closer.

It might be contagious.

I don't care. Besides, it might be my fault.

Not planning to die, are you?

I was becoming fond of you.

Maybe you're dying of heartache, like in romance novels.

And I'm the only one who can save you.

Get up and walk.

If you're still alive, come to our party on Saturday.

It'd make me happy.

You're ready for your high-society debut!

- That's glue! - Now my hair'll stay in place.

Don't fall and come back

all battered like that old kite! Remember?

You know I never remember anything...

How do I look?

Very handsome!

Sweetheart!

As stunning as ever!

Ludo, my cousin Hans.

He's German. We're neighbors on the Baltic.

Pleased to meet you.

My favorite nephew!

Escort me to the buffet.

Without my glasses, I'll never manage alone!

Hans!

You two better get along.

You have something in common: He loves me too.

Please forget the imminent war! We're here to have fun, no?

I see we didn't dissuade you from coming back.

Come meet my cousin, he's...

We already met.

Designers and hairdressers work

so desperately hard to camouflage

the vulgarity of high society!

- Tad's an anarchist. - Isn't he Marxist?

Extreme ideas are like parallel lines that meet at infinity.

My sister's got a knack for pretty but meaningless phrases.

What would our parents be if not for their pedigree?

Dad'd make a fine butcher.

And Mom?

A near-sighted chambermaid, no doubt!

You're just as mean as the people you criticize.

Bruno's an idealist who sees merit in everyone.

I have no idea why!

I'm like Tad, I find people so predictably ordinary.

What's the square root of 273,678?

523.14242.

Learn that by heart?

Pick any number and I'll give you the square root,

or I'll repeat a list of 100 numbers.

What's the square root of 7,198,489?

2683.

Think we can't check?

He's right.

I knew he was a genius!

I don't choose just anyone.

8527.1553.

Right again!

- 741,809.511. - Right again!

- 805.723. - Right again!

532,642

times

875,007

minus 987,608,

divided by 3243? Well?

- It makes... - Enough!

Can't you see he's tired?

You'll go far, and I'll help you.

- If I wanted to be a mailman? - I like this rebellious streak.

Very manly.

- You smoke? - You disapprove?

It's disgusting.

- Not very feminine. - No.

It's feminist.

Not so disgusting now, huh?

Kiss me.

Last time was to save your life.

This is the way I like you.

After the initial surprise

your math trick "was a drag," to quote Hans.

Did you save his life too?

I did way more than that.

You're always lying.

Even Tad says so.

But you believe me, right?

Bravo, Ludo!

You have an amazing gift, but don't become a circus act.

Dad is so impressed he might even hire you.

Poor thing! Already fallen into my sister's clutches?

How about a boat ride?

There might be lightning... and a storm!

Anything to put an end to this snooze of a party!

These days, there are plenty of things

that could put an end to our snooze of an existence!

You see, your nephew and me

have complementary gifts.

I am personally able to predict

stock market fluctuations,

while Ludovic can turn my predictions

into concrete numbers.

Skip the bread...

He'll make me save so much time.

And time

is...

You who appreciate poetry,

you must think I'm too

preoccupied by money.

But my ancestors conquered

all those who tried to subjugate them.

When I conduct business,

I carry on a fierce battle!

My goal is to conquer money.

The new invader...

On its own turf!

On its own turf!

I'm counting on you, Ludo.

I'm counting, he's counting...

I made a funny!

Into the car!

Well?

It's...

It seems... interesting.

I bet I'll learn... a lot.

I'm sure of it.

If I wanna become somebody,

I have to take my destiny into my own hands.

- Is it blonde? - What?

Your destiny.

My destiny is blonde.

Mom put you with the servants, as a matter of etiquette.

- Sorry. - This is fine.

I said etiquette didn't matter when she screwed the gardener.

She slapped me.

Tad and Bruno wanted to receive you as a guest too,

but Dad wouldn't give in.

I wanted you to be treated exactly the same as Hans.

Damn!

Is he still here?

Come for a boat ride?

It's my first day on the job...

Well, if you have to work...

Meet me by the lake at 6 p.m. I'll be waiting.

It's my turn, no?

Basically, my work consists in foreseeing

the estimate of interests by calculating the profits,

after deducting bank charges,

according to the price of shares that I'll buy,

with their theoretical profits, obviously.

I also want to use you on another project,

but I require the greatest discretion.

How you noticed that numbers have a melody

that seems random?

Only...

Only the ear of a genius can pick them out.

What I lack to understand this language

is your remarkable gift.

You'll help me discover the absolute winning formula!

Of the 1743 numbers...

Count?

- Count? - No!

Told you he'd come!

In New York, we saw Porgy and Bess,

a doomed love story that takes place along the Mississippi.

Only black singers. Amazing!

When I'm a great singer, that's what I'll sing.

As a poor black woman... Very credible!

I translated the libretto in Polish!

The beginning, anyway.

My favorite song goes like this.

Why are you too chicken to say I can't sing,

that I'll never become a singer?

I'm sick of your stunned looks!

Better leave her alone.

It's the fragility of your voice that makes it lovely.

Whaddaya know about singing?

- I bet if you work at it... - I'm incapable of working!

I'm lazy and useless! Don't you get it?

I so want to have an exceptional life!

Treating my patients

will push me to do research.

I'll discover a vaccine

that'll save millions of lives.

You could study at the medical university in Berlin.

Want me to go study in Berlin?

How can I save the world when Hitler wants to destroy it?

Go away, before I hate you for being German!

I hate science!

I'll never become a doctor!

Then do something you know.

You keep a diary, no?

I'll become a great writer.

I'll write a brilliant novel

that'll be translated in 48 languages.

I spent all night on it,

but not a single line.

I have no talent for anything.

I'll never be anything but a pretty girl.

What about your plan to become an actress?

Acting is easy.

You don't need any particular talents.

You just need to be beautiful

and to play with the light.

And you do that so well!

I don't wanna follow in Mom's footsteps!

- Lila... - Go away!

How could you do that to me?

Lila, I...

I didn't wanna hurt you more...

Imbecile!

I'm crying 'cause it was so good.

Where'd you learn to do that?

Do what?

You can be such a nitwit!

I guess I'm a whore now.

I finally succeeded in becoming something.

- But I just licked... - Hush! I'm a whore.

Might as well become the greatest.

"The Lady With the Camelias," minus the TB.

You'd lied to me.

And you actually believed me!

Lila!

We can't meet here again.

Nobody knows this cave.

My uncle and I discovered it one day,

while looking for a kite that had broken free.

What did it portray?

"Alice in Wonderland."

My feminine ideal back then.

Holding a feminine ideal at the end of a string...

Honestly! You gotta be a bit naive...

It takes a lot of innocence to appreciate kites.

I think I know what to do with my life.

I'll love a simple Norman.

Not much glory in it, but at least it's easy.

In our humble abode,

we need lots of animals.

- We need to sleep with them? - It'll be winter, and very cold.

We'll need all the warmth we get can.

By the way, are we married?

Fleurys are atheist republicans, we marry at town hall.

I'm a Catholic Pole, I'll marry at church!

Oh my God! If I marry you,

I'll be Lila Fleury. Sounds like a joke!

Then we won't get married.

- We'll live in sin. - We'll marry at church!

- Town hall. - Church.

Wanna see the only kite Ludo's ever made?

- Oh no! - Oh yes!

He's never flown it, too scared to lose it.

It's not as nice as your uncle's kites.

It's too plain to portray me.

- That'll teach me! - You told me to be honest.

But it's still an achievement.

I should be proud.

What if I let go?

Do what you want, it's yours now.

My kite!

Isn't freedom magnificent?

I'm yours now, but it warranted a sacrifice.

What are you willing to sacrifice for me?

You're less handsome than Hans,

less intelligent than Tad,

less talented than Bruno...

So why do I love you?

Dunno.

I'll never understand women!

He's so hideous!

And that toothbrush mustache is ridiculous.

Is his upper lip going bald?

Let's meditate on the political depth of that analysis.

It's all because of you men!

If it were a woman's world,

humanity would be saved and war averted.

Jesus was the only feminist in history.

He said, "To hell with cruelty."

That a direct quote?

If Germans were feminists, Hitler wouldn't be in power.

Hans, as a reserve officer,

are you a feminist, or do you want to invade Poland too?

What bothers you more? Germany invading Poland

or Hans conquering my sister?

Don't you care about Hitler invading my country?

France'll never allow that to happen!

You mean you'll never allow Hans to conquer my sister.

I hate it when you're blinded by extreme jingoism!

- Hans! - You asked for it.

Every time you think she's yours, you'll lose her.

It's all right, though.

By agreeing to be her slave, you'll learn all about freedom.

What do you know about love?

You have no idea how many forms it can take.

You haven't seen those plates?

Run along now.

Next.

What's going on?

Gold plates are missing.

Dad'll fire everyone if the culprit doesn't come forward.

Two professional crooks accusing the help of robbing them...

Fine example of justice in our great society!

Almost makes you wish for war,

so we'd have to start over from scratch.

Mr. Fleury, a word!

Count, Tad told me about the stolen...

What exactly is the nature of your relations with Lila?

I may be nearsighted,

but not blind.

I love your daughter. And I plan to marry her.

- As for a date... - You're not a man of honor!

You wouldn't sleep with her if you planned on marriage.

Women are incapable of sainthood!

Pride is enough.

Our daughter

bears an illustrious name.

She'll marry a crowned head, or her cousin. Get lost.

You're no longer welcome here.

You'll continue working for me

until I decide otherwise!

The horse is man's best friend,

but the bicycle is the mailman's best friend.

Dirty Kraut!

She pretends to like him just to make me jealous!

I should quit and never go back,

just to see her reaction.

If you never go back, you won't see her reaction.

Hans'll have to leave soon, when the shit hits the fan!

We have to trust the Germans.

They'll get rid of Hitler to avoid a massacre.

Kites of the world, unite! Is that it?

Not my idea of becoming more mature...

You've really changed.

Never been madly in love with a woman?

Never met one that lived up to my ideal.

My standards were too high.

Lila isn't...

I mean...

She's too...

In fact...

She's the opposite of an ideal.

Doesn't change the way I feel.

Maybe you're more mature than me on that score.

This is personnel quarters.

I knew you'd sulk, that's why I waited here.

- I don't hold a grudge. - Enjoyed your horse ride?

Never attack Hans for being German!

- But you... - I'm allowed!

- Your folks know about us. - I know.

Do they really expect me to marry any old prince?

I'll marry a yokel if I feel like it!

They'll pay for their little speech!

Don't hold a grudge?

I won't marry you either! Enough of this hypocrisy!

I'll become a revolutionary like Tad!

Put an end to this rotten society!

Stay with me tonight.

Mom and Dad don't want me to.

Let's think of a way to keep them at bay.

For example?

Tell Dad you found that winning formula.

You're crazy!

He'll spend his evenings at the casino,

Mom can do her masseur in peace,

and this house'll get back to normal.

If he loses?

If they come between us,

you'll lose me.

You bastard!

You tried to frame me!

Only a Nazi'd do such a thing!

Tomorrow at dawn, in the field!

You're beginning to think you belong to this world.

Duels are passé, you know.

Tomorrow morning, if you're a man!

With what weapons?

Killing each other with branches could be painstaking.

Plenty of sabers in the stairwell.

Schmuck.

Damned schmuck.

Where's Lila?

Accompanying Hans to Paris. He's going back to Germany.

Good!

To assume his military duties. Know what that means?

He won't be back for a while?

That Germany is getting ready.

- It's no laughing matter! - The army's just an excuse.

I can't say more, but

the real reason he's leaving are the plates.

I'm talking about the war.

What do those plates have to do with anything?

The driver confessed.

You're back? I did as you asked.

Dad tried your winning formula.

He lost a million at the Deauville casino last night.

Don't worry, dear!

I put the gun in the safe, he won't blow his head off.

Ruined once this season, I had a fighting chance.

But twice! We're doomed!

Why the long face? You didn't care last time.

Even auctioning everything off won't be enough.

We're going back to Poland.

Why three bowls?

She's still with you, it's only polite.

and to share Poland with them...

Fleury, heart murmur. Unfit.

Who cares about my heart if I'm to die anyway?

Next!

No!

What do you care?

- Stop wriggling. - Let me join!

General mobilization... We're not at war yet.

Poland can still hold up.

on the verge of war against Hitler's army.

In the name of freedom and of the homeland...

Twenty years later, they've forgotten everything!

Those idiots are thrilled

at the idea of another massacre!

Let go of me!

Go play war with those other snotnoses!

What's the point of this war?

So one day you'll say, "Will this hell ever end?"

I'm going to Paris.

To try to get into Poland.

Poland is finished.

There's still hope.

What can I say? Go...

Hope is a family trait.

Now go.

Go!

Leave that.

I'm yours now, but it warranted a sacrifice.

Whaddaya want?

'Evening, ma'am. Any vacancies?

Beat it, kid!

I couldn't find a room anywhere!

- Got a vacancy or not? - Got any dough?

Wait here till the room is free.

15 F a night, in advance.

And I don't want noisy hicks!

Be nice to your customers.

And for God's sake, put that dog away!

Make yourself comfortable, sir. It's 15 F a night.

It goes without saying

that we expect exemplary behavior from our boarders.

Be more natural!

- Fucking goddamn shit! - And stop swearing!

I've said "shit" so often, it's become a reflex!

Girls not included in the price.

- It'll cost you extra. - No, that's fine.

Are you a fag?

My girlfriend's Polish.

I came here to try to find her.

I see, "dumbstruck by love."

I thought you looked kinda stupid.

- Don't be so rude! - I said he had a sincere face.

POLISH EMBASSY

I have children, sir!

Enough of that fucking radio!

I mean... Isn't the news a bit tiresome in the long run?

Fuck! That's all we needed!

I'm such an idiot!

Feeling sorry for a sniveler like you...

Eat!

Only a cretin would deliberately starve in these times!

From what you said about Lila, she'll manage fine.

What're you looking at?

Your lizard's pretty.

No creature is better at hiding between rocks.

For us Jews, the place is gonna stink up real fast.

I got screwed by Germany once,

I won't let the Nazis screw me again!

I'm ready and waiting for those assholes!

France can't possibly lose the war!

No such word as "can't."

I'm leaving for Normandy soon. I'll take you back, if you like.

If you'd rather stay here, it's your funeral.

- Thanks for everything. - Don't mention it.

You don't know me, you've never met me.

Get it?

TWO YEARS LATER

This is London. The French speaking to the French.

It's time to pick the tomatoes.

We repeat, it's time to pick the tomatoes.

What're you doing? Stop that!

Stop!

You're so handsome...

Stop!

You never saw us!

Blab and I'll say you were doing the Kraut.

Please don't, my parents'd kill me!

Shut up, isn't one death enough? And what were you waiting for?

If you wanna get killed, do it on your own time!

He was with a girl, I couldn't do it.

They were so beautiful together.

They'd forgotten all about the war.

This war is so horrific!

No one is spared.

Not even lovers.

I'll leave you two alone.

Sulking?

Think I spend too much time away, fighting?

Jealous of the Resistance?

But I'm fighting for you.

This warm bath feels good.

Makes me think of all the winters you spent over there.

Know what I imagine?

That you became a nurse.

That you saved many lives.

Despite the cold.

Despite the snow.

My dad and granddad were chefs.

French cuisine was never defeated.

As long as I'm here to defend

the art of French cuisine, France'll never know defeat!

That's my way to resist!

By bending over backwards to please the enemy!

It's the enemy who's bending over backwards to get in here!

They provide gasoline and the best produce!

- I call that collaborating. - You don't understand anything!

That collaborator throwing a party here for the general

is a bad idea!

Mrs. d'Estherazy is a delightful woman!

And General von Tiele is a great man.

He appreciates my genius!

Can't you be more careful?

Oh, you're a plump one!

What're you doing?

What're you cooking up?

You insult me, but you still want my tips!

- Tell me! - You won't like this.

The Gestapo's moving into your girlfriend's manor.

Nothing'll come of it.

Don't be scared!

I'll be back!

I won't forget you.

So, village idiot, did you set that fire?

You go to the manor every day.

It'd been requisitioned. This is an anti-German act.

I had dinner with him at his uncle's yesterday.

The fire started before I left.

I never asked for your help.

Odd way of thanking me for sparing you a second time.

"A second time"?

For someone with an elephant's memory,

you've already forgotten what a lousy swordsman you are?

Thanks.

I didn't do it for you.

Any news from her?

I'm looking for her.

If she's alive, I'll find her.

Why burn down the place?

My memories.

I don't want them

tainted by the Nazis.

We're in this together.

You can't act on your own! What if you'd talked?

- You put us all in danger. - I didn't talk!

- But tougher men have! - Who didn't have Kraut friends.

- Hans isn't a friend! - Enough!

Operation Achilles' Heel is a go.

Keep it on you.

To prevent you from blabbing or suffering.

We'll blow up the Clos Joli during the von Tiele party.

- You can't do that! - Any objections?

Marcellin Duprat doesn't want to throw that party.

They're making him.

His restaurant is a national disgrace!

We're torching it!

But we're getting tips thanks to the Clos Joli.

Not enough.

While France eats rutabaga,

Duprat serves the enemy clams in puff pastry,

lobster with buttered vegetables!

Seafood saveloys, with truffles and pistachios.

Mousse of white liver...

Mr. Marcellin,

Mrs. d'Estherazy is here.

Go on!

Tell her throwing a party for the Germans here is a bad idea!

I'm serious, Marcellin. Cancel!

'Cause your friends'll blow up my restaurant?

I shouldn't even be warning you.

You and your pots deserve to be blown up!

No one'll attack the Clos Joli. Know why?

It's one of the few French institutions still intact!

Clémentine may pick her teeth.

Andromache uses lavender perfume.

Seems dogs aren't allowed here.

How absurd!

I was told to come in here.

You gotta be an idiot to listen to that radio

in a place crawling with Germans.

Julie?

Shut your trap.

From now on it's Mrs. d'Estherazy.

- Your nose? - A German surgeon.

To go with my Aryan papers. Extremely painful.

One day women'll endure this torture even during peacetime.

The German plan of attack in Normandy.

Number of planes, location of anti-aircraft bases.

- But... - No questions.

- Your leader's nom de guerre? - Hercules.

No less...

Tell him if he wants more of these tips

to go bomb other establishments!

- He'll ask about my source. - Don't mention me!

When the Germans leave, there'll be even more bloodshed.

If no one knows...

I have friends among the Germans and the Allies.

They may not get to you on time.

You've become hardened.

Only Marcellin believes one can be unscathed by all this.

I want a Resistance fighter certificate and a nom de guerre.

Or I'll denounce you all.

My only goal is to save my own ass.

What about Lila?

No news, but I'll find her.

As stupid as ever!

Fleury!

Code name: Garance. Here's her certificate.

London gave orders not to bomb the Clos Joli.

Happy?

'Evening.

It's an honor to be invited

to this great French restaurant.

My nephew, Hans von Schwede.

My cousin, Lila de Bronicki.

War had separated them, but they're finally reunited.

This reunion is a sign of hope for us all.

'Evening, Ludo.

How are you?

Hans finally found us, and saved us.

'Evening, Mr. Fleury.

See you soon, maybe.

With everyone struggling to survive,

you gotta be an idiot to kill yourself over a girl!

You play the man, great lover and Resistance fighter,

but you're just a lousy hick

who knows nothing about war or women!

If you really loved her,

it wouldn't matter if she slept with Hitler,

as long as she was alive!

And don't accept this crap from your leader.

If they find it on you, you're a goner.

Now go home and get plastered, you cretin!

It's the best thing you could do.

Have a nice evening.

Who's she sleeping with?

Von Tiele? His nephew?

Both?

- What? - At least it's symmetrical.

And when you meet her, it'll mark the occasion.

- Don't mention that Nazi slut! - It's not all the Nazis' fault.

What're you talking about?

We're all caught in this game of hatred and violence.

I'm sick of your pacifist nonsense!

How are you fighting back?

Plan to liberate France

by raising an army of kites?

Please don't hate me.

I had no choice.

If you knew what we'd been through...

Why are you with him?

He saved us.

He took care of Mom and Dad.

Your mom's too old, so you're "going to work" now?

De Bronicki women save their families in the bedroom, right?

Judging me 'cause I'm disguised as a German hooker?

I'm dressed in red and white, the colors of Poland.

Think the fate of the world depends on the clothes you wear?

You don't know how right you are.

I know what my fate is now: I'll save the world, Ludo.

- And go down in history. - Wake up, this is war!

You have to trust me.

We're not on the same side.

You mean nothing to me now.

At least your body isn't hostile.

It remembers me.

Beat it.

You'll understand one day.

- You'll be proud of me. - Beat it!

Good-bye, Ludo.

I, General de Gaulle, invite all French citizens

who want to remain free...

The French speaking to the French.

Long live

a free and independent France!

We repeat, the lobsters are fresh.

Dry, for God's sake!

A glass and a half of dry white!

It's not complicated!

It can't be ruined just 'cause I didn't use dry!Ê.

To cook a real rabbit à la Normande,

the white wine has to be dry.

Gimme another bottle of cognac, I'm thirsty.

I'd love to see you command an army corps!

You can't be a victor on every front.

Cheers!

- When will you reopen? - When I'm less ashamed.

It's hard to be proud

when the French denounce their own to the Krauts.

Even harder being a proud German

in a country that created Hitler and Nazism.

All Gestapo informers in the area.

Already memorized?

The network uses me for my memory.

Less papers to carry around, and I'm no good at the rest.

German officers are losing ground,

the SS is making headway.

It's getting complicated, they suspect everyone.

I don't like this look.

What's wrong with it?

You look like a shooting victim, someone who's lost faith,

who doesn't care if he ends up on the execution post.

You waited two years,

and now that's she back, you don't see her anymore.

I preferred it when you looked like an imbecile.

They won't let you fly them.

Paris police escorted all Jews

to the Vélodrome d'Hiver last night.

To hand them over to the Germans.

Even the children.

Even the children.

Are you nuts?

Always have been! Have you forgotten?

- What're you doing? - What I must do.

Letting symbols speak for themselves.

- You can't! - Stop!

Look...

If you want to fight, stop this.

Join us.

It won't help anyone if you end up in a camp too.

When people are treated like animals,

you have to give them hope,

something to cling to.

You've gone mad.

I'll have lost everything!

I know you'll find her again.

If you need anything at all,

go to Marcellin, he'll never leave his restaurant.

Now go, you still have plenty of things to do.

He's really become someone.

I'm so proud of him.

Fleury!

It's General von Tiele.

Open up, I need your help.

Don't leave him here, it's too dangerous.

Take him to a safe place at dawn.

Try to sneak him into Spain,

like you do for pilots.

I'm the one who's asking, but it's him you owe it to.

He's the one who begged me to leave your network alone.

Thanks.

Good luck.

We almost succeeded.

What?

They found the bomb in Hitler's plane.

It didn't go off.

Two of our comrades

committed suicide.

The others'll talk.

I came to warn my uncle.

Instead of trying to kill him, you shouldn't have created him.

Listen... I'll take you to a safe place.

A 30-minute walk before daybreak.

Can you handle that?

For you.

She was only using me.

I didn't care.

- She thought I didn't know. - Where is she?

Safe. In Paris.

Everyone knows von Tiele's bachelor pad!

Then I have to warn her!

I told you never to come here!

Please!

You have to leave right now!

He's here.

I know everything.

Forgive me...

I should've believed you.

No, listen to me!

Go to Hotel Europe, 14 Roll in St.

Ask for Rodrigue.

Say, "The wild strawberries are at the bottom of the basket."

Just get dressed and go!

Leave your dresses behind.

I'll listen to the radio to see if you've made it.

Lila?

Hello?

You can't do anymore, so keep a low profile.

Titian was a painter.

Grandfather eats our candies.

I'll get there before you.

Little fish become big fish...

It's by Heine.

Regardless of the translation,

Verlaine says pretty much the same thing.

"I remember.

"The old days."

"And I cry."

I brought some food from the Clos Joli.

They won't smuggle you into Spain.

The Gestapo is on edge.

Your disappearance threatens the whole organization.

It wouldn't surprise me if they wanted the SS to find me.

I'll try another network.

You can tell them where to find my body this afternoon.

Don't dawdle, it's hot.

There are insects,

stray dogs...

This where you'd bring her?

I'll find her.

She's alive, I can feel it.

But I'll never see her again.

I hadn't thought of that.

Go now.

We're never been friends.

It's a bit late now.

When I find her,

want me to give her something?

Now go!

I have an American paratrooper to deal with.

The jerk doesn't speak a word of French.

If you don't take him, I'll put him up for auction.

There'd be hell to pay for hiding a pilot.

I'll see what I can do.

I'm starting to smell trouble.

If it gets any worse,

I'll stick on a yellow star and get myself deported.

I'll hang on till the Americans arrive.

It'd be stupid to get shot before then.

Your garden party making you nervous?

The Krauts are so paranoid, you gotta amuse them.

I called in the best girls from Paris.

That all, Miss Julie?

Not "Miss Julie."

It's goddamn Mrs. d'Estherazy!

I have good news for you.

Your girlfriend's alive.

- Where is she? - At a friend's.

Fabienne. De Miromesnil St.

Her surviving is a miracle.

I found her while looking for girls for my garden party.

"Fabienne"?

- "De Miromesnil St."? - Yes.

Hooking is a trade, you can't fake it.

Lila's a handful, Fabienne's beside herself.

She'll be here in two days.

So take her home.

And no stupid scenes.

These days, selling your body is nothing serious.

You're a big boy now, I'm sure you realize that.

No such thing as black and white.

Gray is where it's at.

What about Tad?

He'd joined the Polish Resistance.

Died in a German ambush.

Bruno?

Lost two fingers in a battle.

He became a virtuoso nonetheless.

He was one of the most celebrated fighter pilots.

Your uncle?

I don't know.

Your parents?

Why did they survive?

Tad's the name.

This is Bruno.

Bruno'll be a great pianist.

In fact, we'll all be famous.

This is your home now.

Come!

Lila!

Wild strawberries.

Hurry! Hurry!

You OK, honey?

People are so jealous of those who live their sexuality.

Staying for dinner, Mrs. d'Estherazy?

"Miss Julie." I have nothing to hide now.

No, I'm expected at a party at American staff HQ.

Those Americans have a head for business,

but what a bunch of hicks, even the officers!

Almost makes me miss the Germans.

By your demeanor, I'd say you had bad news.

It's about your uncle.

They sent him to Buchenwald.

The rest is the stuff of legends.

It's about a man

who set up a kite workshop in the camps.

For the camp children, at first.

Then for the guards' children.

And finally for all the kids in the area.

To help him, he chose the weakest prisoners.

So instead of carting rocks, they'd glue paper together.

One day,

a female SS officer asked him to make a kite

with the tattooed skin of Jewish prisoners.

They tried to convince him,

but he refused.

So she closed down the workshop.

Your uncle wasn't on the list of survivors.

So you two had better love each other!

Something good has to come out of all this shit!

I have an idea.

Shoot.

Want to become my husband?

When?

- Now? - We'll wait a while.

After things die down and my hair grows back.

At town hall or at church?

Still believe in God after all that's happened?

"God"...

It's just less boring at church.

More things to look at.

Listen...

I was a Resistance fighter, I fought for my principles.

I wanna marry according to my principles too.

OK, don't get upset.

We'll get married at town hall.

Just a slight setback.

Lila!

I can't marry you as if nothing had happened.

It'd be too easy.

Want to cancel the wedding?

No, we have to go through with it.

To show them we're not ashamed

of all the disgrace we've suffered.

She's coming!

You didn't cry, that first time.

It'll grow back.

It always does.

For all those whose hair won't grow back...

Translation: Edouard Blinn TV5 Québec Canada