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Thanks.

It's not over yet.

It's a miracle, the little one who survived it.

And who has come at my Abdulaman.

Alerost.

And you my children?Party?

Well, just... an Indian.

Just what an Indian?

Ah, canadian.

Oh, but... this is very good!

We have a lot of Canadian here in our village.

You're looking for a family to pay the child that's it.

Ah, yes.

For if you play what, you... look at this.

Well, I... I help them a lot.

Have you seen Dr. Bacchan?

He's supposed to have returned from the clearing station.

I know they were trying to evacuate the station when we left.

And other Ben troops have returned yet.

Oh, I'm so close, I just saw him.

You'll meet up again, love.

Calm down.

I'm sorry.

I've been searching for months.

Did any of the American troops come here?

Sorry, love.

All this noise about Yanks joining the war and

having seen one of them set foot on French soil yet.

I see.

Can I help?

Some of them bloke from dark pain.

Go slip one of these under their time with a little water.

More pain.

Anne...

Anne...

Anne... Ya Tuhanku.

Fred?

Itu kamu.

Fred... Oh, Tuhan Yang Maha Pemurah.

I'll have at least taken you for dead.

But then can you find someone to treat this?

Yes.

Yes, of course, of course.

Right here.

You're dead.

It's like there's a new tongue.

Oh, gracious evidence.

I'm dead.

I'm on it.

No, no, no, no.

Can you get someone down?

Clean this in fact with soldiers.

Sorry, dear.

It's in this doctor's free.

All right.

Red.

How are my little ones?

Is that him?

Everyone's fine, I think.

I've written to Diana.

I've been travelling around so much.

She doesn't know how to.

I've read.

I've read.

They said they can't fight anymore.

Can you get me?

A girl can help.

Do you?

I saw him at the field hospital.

He's coming from the clearing station.

Yes.

Is anyone going back to Violetook?

There's nothing left.

The Germans completely raised the field hospital.

Did you see my husband link?

I don't know.

But didn't he leave the clearing station?

Please tell me what happened.

Oh my god.

No.

My pal.

Where's the con going to party for it?

All the way to Bologna, I think.

I have to get a few of these casualties back to England.

The town's proud times to keep moving.

Look, this is mine.

We need you over here.

Get that army in front of the head.

Step this way.

Hurry now.

Please.

My husband didn't get out of the ditty.

I can't say.

Yes, please.

We've no time to even think.

No way!

Wait, please.

Do you know what the town's worth?

Please!

Oh, it's all your stay.

See, Jenny?

You can't wait for the Bologna.

Will you get out of the bloody Bologna trance?

I'm going to be at this Violetook.

No, this is it.

Anyone else left in a field?

Is it a capsule of guilt?

I have to go with the con with this to party for Bologna.

I have a friend in the truck.

My head will have to see if he gets out.

Yeah, we just relax.

I can't get any worse for him.

Find the knife in this area.

Come on.

He needs to be fed.

Can we get some help?

You help him, though.

They'll take him to the infirmary.

Where is Officer Ray?

He was in your truck.

You want to find somebody, lady?

Get back on the next convoy to the front.

But stop wandering around when these men are clamoring for help.

No, no.

It's just Leiva.

That's my.

Come on.

It's all right.

It's all right.

You settle down.

I'll settle down.

I'll settle down.

Yes.

Officer Ray.

He's over there, my friend.

Doctor... I know this man.

How can I help him?

Well, I attempt to take the arms to remove the gangrene.

I've done all that I can do.

See that he's lucky enough to get shipped out.

What's going to happen to me?

I'm going to get you home.

I'm going to get you home.

I saw their faces when you went missing.

Can I get him on their next ship out of port?

All right.

Cover him up and don't let anyone hear him cry.

We're leaving for Paris, Tula.

Station at the embassy needs massive help.

Excuse me.

Can I... Can I trouble you?

Brother.

Yes.

Can you... Can you take this now to the embassy?

In the chance that my house is empty.

My husband's whereabouts become none to the Red Cross.

My man is missing, too.

It's all we can do but try.

I'll get you home for it.

You'll see him once soon.

Yeah, Fred.

Fred, yeah.

This is for stage of journey home.

I'll verify it.

This is the place.

You go ahead.

We'll be fine.

No, we've not seen hide nor hair of that garrison chap for months.

He requested that we leave everything as it is.

I had my concerns at one point.

He was a spy.

He said everything was paid for.

Oh, yes, to the letter.

Always six months in advance.

And we do like those American green bags.

Are you a relative to him?

No.

Evans.

No.

I'm Canadian.

I worked with Mr. Garrison in New York.

Not married?

I have a child and an in-ball at office to support if you know of any jobs.

A few jobs these days with everyone evacuating the city.

We're on tentahooks for this horror to end.

I'm strong from so much physical work at the front.

And I'm prepared to do any manual labor.

Even here at the hotel.

Well...

The only opportunity for women these days is

a volunteer work in such at the Red Cross.

Thank you.

We hope you'll be comfortable.

I can't promise anything, madam.

Mr. Whitey is on a list for the earlier shipment of its back to Canada in two months.

Nothing sooner.

Only if you're willing to pay.

She says the children are well.

Not a word about herself.

How was Anne?

Doesn't ask about me.

Go ahead.

Let me help.

Fred.

The last thing she told me was how she prayed you to would have another chance.

She loves you, Fred.

It's hard being cooped up in here with you typing like a fiend.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize I was bothering you.

Just trying to get these notes from the front

typed up while they're still fresh in my mind.

All these months, I wish I had it in me to say goodbye to them.

Maybe I should get out and get some air.

Thank you.

Probably you'd do us both some good.

All right.

Everything's going to be fine, Fred.

I'll get you home.

We'll see you love one soon.

If they can bear this side of me.

Where is Mr. Garrison posted?

He's connected to a general person.

That's all I know.

We last saw each other a part of Duke.

Well, general person is involved right now in

setting up a telephone network across France.

Officer Garrison could be anywhere.

If I were to send a cable to the general... What are you going to try?

Baby arrived safely in London.

Not everything worked out.

Contact as soon as possible.

A wedding instructions.

All right.

We'll see what we can do.

It's going on.

Baby, what are you doing?

But I think they're bombing the city.

Is that for coming?

Everyone down to the basement.

Down to the basement, please.

All we down to the basement, please.

Everything's on a control.

All we down.

Everyone down to the basement, please.

Down to the basement.

That's it, man.

Down to the basement.

All we down.

Thank you, sir.

I need to start over.

I hate this stupid old war.

When can I go back to suit?

Soon.

Soon.

You're reminding some day he learned to total while London burned.

Walk he little thing.

Let me out of here.

He won't run you right here.

You're all right.

You sit down here.

You sit here.

Come on.

Not too worried, everyone.

Good excuse to clear out this little old rubbish.

Can I hold him, madam?

I'm all right.

Your baby's not ill at home.

No, no, no.

It's quite a bad night.

It's better to look hard.

I only asked because my husband... he nearly died at the front of the pneumonia.

He saw my leaves soon.

All we can think about is getting back to his people in Canada.

Where in Canada?

Halifax.

No.

I taught him Halifax for five years.

We're from Prince Edward Island just off the coast of Nova Scotia.

I thought you used to sing to us about Canada.

So farewell to Nova Scotia, you see bound coast.

Let your mountains dark and dreary be.

For when I run away on the ocean dust, we will be silent and foolish for me.

Dear Mrs. Blythe, we regret to inform you that the whereabouts of your husband,

Captain Gilbert Blythe, are currently unknown.

We have reason to believe that the enemy may have captured Captain Blythe.

What does this mean?

No one knows how to confuse a way of his death.

When a prisoner of war's tags returned through the Red Cross, the prisoner may

have moved to another camp or simply disappeared.

Someone must know where he went.

He's the head of his division.

I'm very sorry, Madam.

Please.

He didn't just cease to exist.

Under the circumstances, I don't believe they

complain the individual has missing an action.

Dr. Blythe, like many other medical personnel, may

have been captured and forced to work for the enemy.

He may have come in contact with certain information that may have a target.

We'll just don't know.

What?

It haven't its name.

Finley's asked us downstairs for tea.

I come back to find this.

Where's Dominic?

With the Finley's.

What's going on?

I don't know.

How much do you really know about Jack Garrison?

Where is he?

I don't know.

I spoke to the dogs.

They didn't seem really concerned.

Someone must be watching us.

Diana hasn't been able to arrange passage.

I'm proud to get home now.

I'm doing my best.

Just be grateful you were safe as you are.

Well, it's possible it may have been a thief.

Mrs. Blythe, but then again nothing was stolen.

How has this ever happened before?

No, the room has been sealed for months.

Mr. Garrison's request.

Are you sure it couldn't have been officer right?

You have to admit he has been acting awfully erratically.

Thank you for looking after Dominic for me.

That's all right.

We've had a lovely afternoon together.

I received some news today about my husband.

I found out he was a POW in Germany.

What you mean was?

No one seems to know what's happened to him.

I'm so sorry.

But I keep thinking.

If he was really dead, surely I wouldn't know that in my heart.

I would feel a terrible emptiness.

You can understand that.

Can't you, Mrs. Blythe?

I know, I know, Anne.

You mustn't give up more.

It's me, it's Jack.

It's Jack.

Don't be frightened.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

What are you trying to do?

It's scary, aren't you?

I'm waiting.

This is the only safe place for us to talk.

Where have you been?

I'm sorry, it's taken so long.

Call it and I need to meet so we can make arrangements for that.

Call it as dead, Jack.

There was a... The boy?

He's safe.

I tried to contact you.

Where is he?

He's in the apartment.

I can't let anyone know I'm here.

Help me.

Get me into the apartment.

Yes.

Someone broke into the apartment.

Did you see him?

No.

Why can't anyone know that you're here?

Please watch him down.

I left him with a friend.

Let's open still here.

Can't you tell me what you're up to?

I'm involved in something very important.

I need to make sure you and Dominique are safe.

I know.

I know I can trust you implicitly in.

I want to send him back to Canada.

No.

No.

Don't do that.

My plans have changed now.

Call that and I weren't married.

But Dominique...

He's my flesh and blood.

Just never my intention to get involved in something.

But I did.

And I loved her.

You better hurry.

I should never encourage them to come with me.

No, you shouldn't have.

Nor put me in the middle of this.

I'm involved in American government underground efforts to win the war.

I'm being followed.

I need you to stay put until I can contact you with arrangements for Dominique.

I can't stay here indefinitely.

It won't be for that long.

And you can't tell anyone.

You can't tell the neighbors.

You can't tell any guests in the hotel.

No one.

No one that I've been here.

Where will you go?

I got your last game with reparsing.

You can leave any messages for me at the embassy.

I got to get out of here.

Did you ever find your husband?

His field unit was captured in a shuttle.

I planned to go back for him.

You never give up to him?

No.

Promise to take care of my boy if anything happens to me.

What's going to happen to you, Jack?

Nothing.

Nothing for the moment.

Just promise me.

I promise.

Come and join us, Anne.

You need a solid breakfast before you go in a long day's job hunt.

I'm fine.

You've been more than generous.

I insist.

If they do anything, you will.

I'm actually very hungry.

Thank you.

I'll just grab a sweater for Dominique.

Can I order for you?

Thank you, friend.

I'm beginning to feel like we're a married couple.

Let's get some food.

Mrs. Blive.

My name's Fergus Keegan.

I'm editor-in-chief of the London Illustrated Dispatch.

I was hoping to introduce myself.

Jack Garrison used to work for us.

And I was wondering if you'd had any contact with him.

No, I'm afraid not.

Are you waiting here to meet him for some reason?

No, I'm new Jack in New York.

And he's just lent my friend and me his apartment while we're here in London.

Forgive me.

Jack used to feed us reports concerning events at the front.

And he is sorely immersed.

We were very successful at selling his stories to the American papers.

And I was hoping that he would be returning to London.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

Excuse me, but how do you know me?

Oh, the manager of the hotel mentioned that you were staying in Jack's apartment.

And that you were looking for work, and I may be of some assistance there.

You are a writer.

Yes, I am.

I'm not planning on being in London for much

longer, but a job would be very much appreciated.

Yes, well... I would be only too happy to meet you at my office if you're interested,

and we can discuss any positions that might be available at the newspaper.

Here.

My card.

Well, thank you very much.

And you, you will keep us informed if you

receive any more information concerning Jack.

We'd be most obliged.

Good day.

Good day.

Did Mr. Keegan have anything for you?

Mrs. Blythe?

Yes, he gave me his card.

Oh, well, he's a good man, Mrs. Blythe.

Mr. Garrison always spoke so highly of him.

Maybe he can help you locate your husband.

They have wire services there, and so many fat TV methods of communication.

Well, thank you for mentioning I was in need of a job.

How do you know him?

So many journalists have resided here over the years.

It's a close, little circle.

Thank you again.

Hello.

Mr. Fergus Keegan, please.

Mrs. Blythe, I'm so glad that you called, please.

I decided to take you up on your offer.

But as I mentioned, I'll only be staying in London for

a little while longer before I return to the front.

Well, we do have a temporary post that requires prompt plays.

The researcher to our society columnist, Mord Montrose, has left her position.

Sounds intriguing.

Would it be possible for me to utilize any... Excuse me.

The wages here are one pound six shillings a week.

That should be fine.

As I was saying, I would like to avail myself of the information bureau and the

wire service.

If it's not an imposition, sir, I'd happily pay out of my own wages.

My secretary will be glad to introduce you to any of the journalists or wall

correspondents that come in and out of our wire service bureau.

And after all, one good turn always deserves another.

Very good.

You completely forgot to specify typing speed.

The ad is exactly as you requested, my dear.

Mord Montrose, meet Mrs. Ann Bly.

Mrs. Montrose, my background is mostly

editorial, Winfield Publishing House in New York.

I can type 50 words a minute.

Well, we have an agreement.

Please.

You'll be working as her assistant, but in reality, you will be working for me.

Frankly, Mrs. Blyth, we need someone to keep an eye on Mordy.

She has a large clientele of socialite's many of

whom try to express their own views in her column.

Sometimes her approach to politics is a tad misguided.

Warning me ahead of time of any sensitive matters that might prop up in her column

would save us all a great deal of trouble.

Well, we have an agreement.

Oh, please.

I was raised in Manhattan.

You're not going to burden me with some profiteous little New York editor?

No, no.

Don't worry, Mrs. Blyth, she won't bite.

I'll leave you two to get acquainted.

Well, the job is a temporary one and live, until I can move faster on my feet.

Now, let me be frank, darling.

My column is the most widely read in this boring paper.

I'll do my best.

Any writing to do, I'm happy to oblige.

My one mundane chore here...

...is a sleepy little column called Helpful Hints for House and Home,

buried in the classifieds.

See what kind of ideas you can dredge up for next week.

Your desk is over there.

I told you I wanted someone who met my criteria.

Oh, I see.

You just have to hire this one, don't you, Fergus?

Why don't you have a cover of the Harrington Benefit?

Perhaps you'll do the world good.

What is Helpful Hints doing on the cover of this rag?

Selling papers.

Women want to read stories about other women's contributions to the war effort.

Of course they do.

It was my idea.

Mrs. Blithe has captured the enthusiasm of legions

of women who are starting to protest the war.

Look at this.

Sacrifice and loss are the burden of women on the home front.

Like the officer who struggles throughout the trenches, there is never a moment of

release for the loved ones who wait days and weeks

in fear of the report of their impending loss.

When could you ever write with such empathy?

Good.

The French embassy go back to the Red Cross for more information.

I have a good contact.

They're going to testify the source of your letter.

I'm sorry.

We were to meet it too.

It would be delightful if you could put the same intensity into my needs.

Where are today's proofs?

Photos?

The gas list?

Published menu.

Looks delicious.

The advanced atollistic.

While you've forgotten the catering who's who lists...

It was to accompany this.

And you've had time to do your little helpful hints.

Who's helping who this week?

You mean my report on British women assisting at the front?

Well... Your report, yes.

Panned by Jack Ears.

I think you're pardoned.

You do know Jack Ears and don't you?

Will I introduce Jack to Keegan darling?

I'm sorry about my column mending up on the front page.

If that's what's upsetting you.

A word of advice.

Whatever information Jack is feeding you for

that sleepy little column should be burned.

What information would Jack may feeding me?

I haven't heard from him in weeks.

You let Jack know.

The Keegan has been selling his secret oaths to foreign hands for months.

I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.

Excuse me.

She thinks you put my column on the front page.

So Jack can feed secret codes and information through me.

I don't seem to bother preposterous.

Do you think he's a spy?

I... I wouldn't know.

Mord has a rather overall imagination.

She's typically American in that way.

She might say anything to pretend that she was in Jack's circle.

It's very sad.

She should stick to what she does best.

She has such a strong following.

But for some people the other man's grass is always greener.

Thank you so much for coming to see me.

Oh Mrs. Blithe.

Have you ever considered public speaking?

I have to attend a local fundraiser for the Salvation

Army and your column has attracted so much attention.

I'm sure they'd rather hear you than me.

I'd be honored, Mr. Keegan.

By the way, how is Jack's little boy?

I should think Jack must be most anxious to see him.

He's doing very well.

Thank you.

Oh, Mrs. Blithe, there's a phone call for you.

You can take it on the extension.

Go ahead.

Hello?

Jack.

Where are you?

No, I can't hear you.

I'll meet you in Paris then.

No.

No, I don't want to keep him here.

I want to send him back to Canada.

What's absolutely the safest?

I won't be long before I can afford the tickets.

I'm working for Fergus Keegan at the dispatch.

Fergus Keegan.

In the lobby, why?

Hello?

I'll never forget this time, ma'am.

It's beginning to feel like he belongs to both of us.

I heard from Jack Garrison tonight.

He wants me to stay here until he can make arrangements to bring Dominic to France.

Don't be insane.

The families have arranged passage for all of us.

I know.

But I can't leave until I know what's happened to Gil.

You never saw what I did.

Next time you may not get out.

Gil wouldn't want me to go back and neither do I.

Look, why don't you sleep in the bed tonight?

You've got us this far.

I owe my life to you, but I think it's time we all go home.

We were surrounded together, family, friend.

Maybe this is it.

Maybe you two are all the family, all of you know.

But I'm going back to try and find Gil.

And Blithe has skyrocketed to prominence at our newspaper for her thought provoking

and heartfelt attempts to reach out to the female

population and get them to feel something about this world.

Mrs. Anne Blithe.

I know you all have loved ones at the front fulfilling their duties.

My husband, too, believed he had a duty.

And that makes him just like your husband's brothers, sons.

They all believed that even if they sacrificed their lives, it wouldn't be in vain.

They could die knowing they had helped end this terrible war.

I have been to the front, and there is little to be proud of now.

There's no glory, only horror, loss, and devastation.

Until the women of the British Empire stand up and

openly acknowledge the suffering, this war may never end.

I say you not is enough.

Our duty is to bring our men home.

You can't quit a stir.

I think Miss Keegan's of the school at any publicity is good publicity.

The group smashed up this office when Keegan allowed a

pro-German piece on the sinking of the Blue Soutenian.

I should use the side door regularly and fire you.

Thanks for the information about the German camps.

British medical personnel are often kept in isolation, big shortage of doctors.

Perhaps the same thing happened to your husband.

Thank you.

Missing something?

A small dress.

I warned you that this position was only temporary, Mrs. Glyth.

I no longer require your assistance.

Mr. Keegan can employ you, if you decide to stay.

I'll finish my assignment this afternoon.

Clean out my desk.

Spide.

There are things going on outside that we have no control over.

Don't play into Keegan's hands.

I only want to help Jack.

What does this have to do with Jack?

Oh, come now.

He's been springing prisoners gathering information

before the Yanks even stepped into France.

He truly believes that the Americans can end the war, and so do I.

Jack could expose Keegan as a traitor, but Jack doesn't want to tip his hand just yet.

Who wrote this?

Jack did.

I managed to alert him.

Jack's changed the codes and he's feeding his

information to American papers through the Gazette.

Anne, I have important news.

Please come in.

Yes, Mr. Keegan.

Sit down.

Mord has left the dispatch.

Would you ever consider taking over her column?

She told me she didn't need me anymore.

She never mentioned anything about quitting.

Well, that's Mord always trying to pretend that she has the last word.

We had ten years together.

It was time.

I very much appreciate the opportunity you've proposed.

But I've made up my mind today that I'm returning to Canada with my friends.

We're not giving up on your husband, Julie.

I hear the boys in the office are most helpful.

No, I'm not giving up.

But I figure if all the rumors are true that

the war will end soon, maybe he'll be released.

What about Jack's whereabouts?

I noticed he had a piece in the Gazette about the armistice.

He never did contact me.

Thank you again for the opportunity.

I've learned a great deal here.

Yes, I'm sure you are.

Tell me, will you be taking Jack's baby with you?

Yes, I think that would be safest.

I would love Mrs. Blythe.

We will miss you.

Goodbye.

Hey, you're finally here.

This is my husband, George.

How do you do, Mrs. Blythe?

It's a pleasure to finally meet you.

My wife is spoken of your determination and courage.

Not today, I'm afraid.

He has everything secured to leave on Tuesday.

Will you join us in the city room?

Yes, I will.

That'll be lovely.

I'll just leave.

Don't make up and I'll be right there.

Hello, I missed you today.

It's my face.

I've spoken to Jack.

We need to discuss travel arrangements for Dominic and for your husband.

A friend, this is Mrs. Montrose from the dispatch.

How do you do?

The Finley's wanted to play a game of bridge.

I came up to get the cards.

Would you care to join us downstairs for a drink, Mrs. Montrose?

I'm afraid that I can't intrude, Mrs. Blythe.

I'll wait for you outside.

Fred, could you please take Dominic for a moment when I see Mrs. Montrose out?

I'm only so really hoping you'll be joining us.

Fred, I'll only be a moment.

What do you mean by travel arrangements for my husband?

Where is he?

I haven't much time.

Consider that we're here.

Why did you leave the paper?

I want to get hold of the US.

I've had enough of London society.

Where is my husband?

Jack has contacted me and he's explained everything.

He thinks he's found a connection in Germany.

Mont is a pal.

Bring Dominic to me.

I can get you to your husband.

You could be making this up.

You can't take that chance.

Who are you really?

I'm one of a group of loyal Americans committed to bringing about peace.

I don't understand.

What do you want from me?

Our efforts require your help.

The garrison's on a chateau in Belgium.

Kid garrison, Jack's aunt, runs a local hospice and orphanage there.

The Jack thinks the war is just about to end.

The child will be perfectly safe there and I will obtain

the proper papers for you to travel through to Liège.

Kid garrison has certain valuables that have to be brought

across, but she's too well known with the enemy authorities.

Now, these valuables can be used to buy medical supplies in the black market and

also assist Jack in robbing certain important people behind the lines.

Now, if you return with the valuables, they can be safely given once you're there.

Jack's connections will help you find your husband.

None of us are safe right now.

I know that.

Well, the train leaves at noon tomorrow from Portsmouth.

Tomorrow?

You do want to return the boy, don't you?

Yes, of course I do.

What do you think I wouldn't?

But when you first came to my office, I didn't know what you were up to.

You're a good little poker player.

It's been a lovely visit.

You know, we've been...

...promising...

...you'll be safe.

You seem like you're running away.

I'm going back to France.

There's a chance I can find you.

What's wrong, Anne?

Don't tell the dots, but we're leaving promise and Fred.

I promise.

Why are you being so elusive?

What am I going to tell the Finlay's?

They bought our tickets.

Driver, you seem like an idiot.

If you're in some kind of trouble, that's how it's... ...it's nothing, don't worry.

I think you're being so good to us.

I'll never forget you.

Go ahead and move your life, Fred.

Anne, you're talking like we'll never see you again.

You seem to mean it.

You seem to come up.

You can't have finally pleased with the baby.

Don't want him with me here, Fred.

We're at a loose station, driver.

Garrison is involved in this, isn't he?

You have no idea the kind of danger you could be walking into.

Please, Fred.

You can buy him gold.

Go!

Mrs. Glyde.

Slyde, I came to say goodbye.

You must be brief.

Keegan may have followed me.

I'm sorry we're unable to travel together.

I'm on my way to New York.

Well, thank you so much for seeing me off.

Officer Wright came to say goodbye, too.

I've taken the liberty of switching your tickets to first class.

Thank you.

You might find more comfortable to travel with the child.

I'm so glad that you haven't changed your mind.

No, I haven't.

But Officer Wright is taking Dominic back to Canada.

Make sure you check your tickets before boarding.

And please give my regards to Mr. Keegan if you too should wait.

I will.

What was that about?

What's going on?

Oh, God.

I have no time.

Please go before he's in trouble.

And don't ever let him out of your sight.

Promise me.

What kind of trouble?

Can you just go straight down now?

Here's a locker cave report, Smoth.

Open it once you arrive.

Jack could expose Keegan as a traitor to British

intelligence but doesn't want to tip his hand.

Don't dare as in Dominic to Canada.

Keegan will stop at nothing to protect himself, even if it means taking Jack's child.

Excuse me, excuse me please.

I'd say, man, what are you doing?

I've taken it with me.

You're not thinking clearly.

Let him go.

I can't explain.

Please forgive me.

I'm going to miss my dream.

And don't do this.

Hold on, sir.

Hold on.

Mr. Maccasin deserves me.

Shall I hold you a little more?

I don't know.

Thank you.

Hold, Smoth.

Hold, Smoth.

Don't you need a hand?

No.

Don't take a chance on wearing his nuns' habit yet.

Wait until you're off the boat in France.

Tickets and directions to them and wad the ball as barons in Belgium are enclosed.

I'm trusting you to get my boy back.

Don't worry, ma'am.

Sorry, he's going to the women's duty.

All for any women must be registered for travel.

No good.

Sorry.

But... She's those honest and god-american girls look so great to me.

You know what?

He's got a pussy in the river.

He's trying to kill me.

You know when I came over here, I still had myself to talk.

Yeah, I remember that.

You remember where it's gone now?

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Excuse me.

I couldn't help but notice you from the state side.

Are you with the YWCA?

Oh my god.

I'm a bitch.

We're activists.

We're under contract.

For the boys.

For the boys.

Yeah.

We're on a way to the front.

For the French military.

We won't let any more women in necessary into the danger.

Salt, we can't stop wearing these duds.

I threatened to turn all of France into a danger.

They try keeping us from my duty any longer.

Are you registered to travel across the front?

Actually, we spent the last week, eight days stuck in Paris trying to

explain to the government how come we are exempt from all these bloody rules?

Yeah, we've got to register to papers.

Why are you going?

I'm going... I'm going to Brussels and to the age.

Hopefully, if I can get through.

Why don't you stick with us?

We can get you.

Yeah, we'd love a challenge.

We might get her a different get up.

Maybe the Red Cross is selling in.

Oh, no.

It's all right, thank you.

I'm going to miss you.

Goodbye.

I do limitations.

I dance a little, I tell stories.

You know, like this big ball, when locomotive

pulls up into the shed with 4 ,000 yanks.

I jump up on the platform, doing a hand spring to boot, no less.

Hey, boys, are we down?

How did I yell?

I hear this ill splitting hell, no!

Hey, it is the biggest show on earth.

This war has got me hooked, lying, and sinkered.

I never know what which song is your last going to spurs you on.

What a hand to you.

What are you talking about?

You're having your blessed heart out right now.

Are you bringing happiness into people's lives?

Happiness torches.

Have another knit best, sister Anne.

I don't even know the devil I am anymore.

I've been swept up in some tidal way.

Keeping on the surface of fear will drown.

And you do drown.

You do drown.

Along comes some 19-year-old Jimmy, something or other, huh?

From tell him a suicide or hope.

To pay a call and tell you about his latest love.

So when he vows, nobody can hold a candle to you.

And gone.

Killed before the same hour the next day.

Sometimes I can't stop all, and I only managed to keep singing my songs by

looking over the heads and out into the faces.

Yeah, well, she's got a blot from every guy she ever felt for.

They're ain't a blank one in the bunch.

I keep my life in here.

What was that?

Is that you?

Is that you?

No way.

I'm not Apple.

Here it is.

Give it up.

Hey, basketball.

Are you ready?

All right.

All right.

Here.

Here.

Yeah, here.

All right.

Hey, baby.

Sit on the floor.

Bush.

Bush.

It's like a diamond, huh?

Is it a diamond?

Maybe, huh?

Join me now, man.

Keep doing it.

Bush.

Can you believe he thinks I'm some kind of German beer?

I don't know.

What's that?

Is it supposed to be a guy?

No.

Hey, baby.

What's that?

Hey, baby.

Hey, baby.

Hey, baby.

Hey, baby.

Hey, baby.

Where's Dominic?

I don't know.

He takes a remake and they clink the jokes.

They're bloody name and this blasted German colored uniforms.

And you're accent.

They think we're a bunch of spies.

Spies.

They're going to kill us at dawn.

That's why they take the kid away.

Forget it, the doors are barred.

They could have done no such thing.

What are you doing?

Come fast, get you dig.

What are you doing?

Come on, come on, come on.

Dig.

All right.

Dig first.

All right.

Dig first.

What are you doing?

Come on.

I don't know yet.

Not sure yet.

That was cold.

Hurry, here.

Here.

Give me your shells.

I know.

No, not my boys.

Give me your shells.

I just want the gunpowder.

You can give the shells.

No, my boys.

All right, I'm right here.

At this point, it's their way of saying things.

Got a match?

Yeah.

Sure.

And you blast while you're at it.

Okay, sir.

Miss Kate, it doesn't work to this.

You're having a good time.

Here.

Okay, stand back.

Come on.

Stand back.

Come on.

Hey, guys.

Hey, guys.

Go.

No, I can't.

I can't.

I can't go without that.

You don't worry about us.

You just keep on training.

Go.

Go.

No.

No.

What did they do?

What did they do?

Let's go.

No, let's go.

Let's go.

Excuse me.

I want to go quickly.

I want to go.

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Sorry.

Let me...

And, why didn't you wait at the station O just you find your own way.

You see?

You're very very brief.

Very very brief.

And surely, my dear, you've never looked so clear, and you brought our Dominic home.

Are...

are we safe?

Well, they've killed the animals, been at the furniture and poured 200 pots

of jam into my grand piano, but this war is over.

The cards are abdicated.

The war is going to end.

And Dominic, we very safe here, we think.

Oh, let's get you all inside.

Welcome to one of my father's many extravagances.

Possibly large chateau in the middle of no man's land for summer holidays.

This is where the children play after lessons and before bed.

This is Regina, and this is Dominic.

Well, when you take him under your wing, he's going to stay for a while with us.

He reminds me of Callett.

Thank you.

Anna, you looked as if you've been dragged through

the mud and let someone look after you for a change.

Each of these was saved hundreds of lives and medical

supplies, and would otherwise be impossible to procure now.

And his sister, bring this blessed war to an end.

You needn't worry about this young fellow anymore.

He's safe here.

Bye-bye, as long as I live.

I never

thought it was going to feel like this.

Giving him up for good.

Don't worry.

You'll see Dominic again.

I keep thinking about Gil, all the reasons that I came here.

I don't want to go into Germany if he doesn't exist.

Yes, I'm in the truce, Jack.

Truce?

Open my bag.

What?

Open my bag.

Look in the fire.

Not that one, young.

See the signature.

Where did you get this?

It's right up here a couple of months ago.

Alibatic is still here, he's here.

A month ago.

Unfortunately, the little group I'm with has work cut out where science thrives

certain German officials into a meeting in France.

So the Allies can conclude an armistice.

I have every intention of doing whatever I can to help you in.

Stop the rally, what?

The city is under siege.

The German troops have walked away from the

front with their code sprouting on their backs.

They're looting because no one can stop them.

Because they're afraid of tiny Allies, but of the communist.

I have a contact to hear that can help us.

Come on.

There were no other records of any Canadian or

American doctor blies in any of the hospitals or camps.

Maybe he was moved.

You showed me the paper.

You told me you had contacts.

You let me put your own son in danger.

I'm trying to help legions of others.

Don't you want to be part of this now?

I came here for one reason and one reason only.

And I am not leaving until I have turned up every single

floor board to find out whatever I can about my husband.

We convene at the station at 1600 hours.

If I have to scour every barracks in this city, I'll keep on trying.

Sam?

In a day these men will be free.

We're walking away because these Germans can be bothered to keep them.

British troops are already being released all over the city.

He was here.

His name is here.

It's dated October.

Yes, he was here for several months.

What did you say?

Every day the Germans brought him here from the camp to work.

The one day they took him away.

He never came back.

Why did you say they took him?

They don't ask questions.

Did you say he was dead?

I need proof.

Do you keep a record if people... This is anarchy.

There's no authorities here to make out a certificate.

He might've got away.

And if he didn't...

I said something too long time ago.

I meant it.

We

can go back to the U.S.

of A.

We can be a family.

The German delegation are to be taken by train to Lackapel and meet at the Vida Park.

Then I will drive them to the Shemese.

Lackapel road where they would present themselves.

Hello!

Hello!

We're here.

They're fighting.

I think we should sing a song.

All right, we're going to sing a song for you, boys.

After that, Marisha Fosch is arranged to be escorted by

security trains to a secluded spot in a campground forest.

Yeah, a relationship, either.

From any rebel aircraft.

President Wilson wants to be part of the village inside.

No, that's not true.

Sing a song.

Oh, wow!

Oh, yeah!

Ta-ra-ra-ra-boot-ie!

Ta-ra-ra-ra-boot-ie!

Oh!

Ta-ra-ra-ra-boot-ie!

Oh, you're safe!

You're safe!

You're safe!

You made it!

Oh!

Now you're doing it!

You're on sale, the villainous pamphlet lady spies.

The French soldiers were so convinced we were Germans.

Yeah, that's across the board.

Another German convinced it's over, so we're having a ball!

We have to do an way better for our choice.

This place is better than no man's land.

That's true.

Where's the little kid?

See, Annie, why don't you come on up and sing a song with us?

Come on, please, don't come on.

Come on, you can join us.

No, you can't say no to us.

Come on, let's do it.

Come on, you can look into their faces now.

Come on.

You know the words.

Let me call you sweet hearts.

I'm in love with you.

Don't be shy.

Let me hear you whisper that you love me too.

Keep your love like shining in your eyes so true.

You say.

Come on, Annie.

Let me call you sweet heart.

I'm in love with you.

Why don't you follow me?

Let me call you sweet heart.

I'm in love with you.

No!

No!

No!

No!

What happened?

No!

Officer Blithe.

You remember Jack Garrison?

He helped me look for you.

We got him very quickly.

It's going to be a truth.

Jack and his friends are without us.

We're going to get this out here quickly.

We got him much time.

See what we can do.

If my associate and I have to escort you in your delegation to the eastern front.

I expect you to find a top.

Pick up what you left off from.

Especially after all the humanity you see.

Take a one step at a time.

We'll be sure.

I brought an attendant with the watch you gave me.

It's never been put to better use.

What were you two talking about?

Just what?

Find men we've met who have sacrificed so much.

Gil.

Jack, we have some tea.

No.

I need to find Saunders.

You know that every day I would pick a different memory I had of you.

And I would play over and over and over again in my mind until every detail.

Every hair, every freckle.

Every part of you was exactly as I had remembered.

Why don't you rest now?

I want to take the safe road home, man.

I think the road was you and only last some long, Jack.

I thought you would never have my son in.

The road I began with, Gil.

That's forever.

I'll never forget what you've done for me.

I have a dream.

We all have unfulfilled dreams.

I gave up Dominic.

I'll always think of him as ours.

Hey, you did this to you, man.

You beautiful, what happened?

What caused the road comes around without us.

Do you get me really scared?

Gil, Gil, Gil!

Gil!

Gil!

Oh my God!

I did this to get off the train now.

I thought we'd get him off the train now.

I just didn't believe you took that.

You're going to be alright.

Take care of my son.

He pulled in a slow-for-help.

Are you alright?

What's happened if you tell me to attack?

No more attacks today, Monsieur.

Any other day.

It's all over.

If you need it, what involved in the aim for?

The armistice was signed at Port Ganger.

What's all the shooting for, then?

All the other munitions.

He's so full, so fatigue.

I can't believe Jack never lived to see the armistice.

Been years.

Please, help me find conflict.

I swear.

What is going to be?

My child just doesn't disappear into thin air.

You said yourself his arm was looking after him.

What if something happened to her?

I know they could be on way back to New York by now.

Gil... When I was in London...

I made a promise.

I told Jack, if anything ever happened to him, I would look after his son.

We'll have to do everything we're power to find him.

That's why I promised to you.

Are you going to tell them when we get back?

I'm ready now, Gil.

Living here this past year was friend and I, and

this made me realize how much things have changed.

Well, and the way I promised to bring all the papers.

Oh, not there.

This is life.

What glory is countryside?

Where is he?

Oh, he's with the station master.

My wife's worried about recognizer.

I have all the documents.

It seems that Ms. Garrison suffered heart failure on a return to New York.

The next of kin have no interest in the boy.

I never forget you.

I've got you back.

You came back to me.

You promised you bring him home.

Let's be dominant.

Oh, he's beautiful.

It's official.

We signed the adoption papers today.

Oh, we have good news.

We looked at the house in town this morning.

I think we'd more than overstayed our welcome.

Well, actually.

We're not going to be spending the rest of the year here.

What do you mean?

Gil and I talked about it.

And we decided that we want you and Fred to keep green gables for good.

I'm going to be taking over Doc Stewart's medical practice and let's save Mary.

And we drive over to look at a new house.

Come on.

You can't get this place up.

There isn't anyone who would appreciate it more than you.

We'll come back to visit.

We want to start over.

I don't know what to say.

My children

will be kindred spirits from life.

Green gables will always be here this way in my heart.

It's never looked so peaceful.

Just the way it was when I first came here as a child.

What do you think, Dominic?

We have to make a new life.

But built on all the old foundations.

We'll build a good home and raise a family.

With lots of scope for the imagination.

Oh, I love to hear, Gill.

But green gables will always be a part of me.

Come on, Gill, let's go while our old hunts are ready.