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Morning, Johan.

Oh. Morning, Erik.

Morning, Gunnar.

Morning, Erik.

How was your catch last night?

We found the school just where you said.

Above the point.

Well, you'll have better luck tomorrow.

The water temperature is up two degrees.

How's your luck, Erik?

My luck? I don't need any luck in my business.

Well, I wasn't talking about business,

nor is your business my business,

nor am I a man to talk,

but there is talk in the village.

The hermit is no longer a hermit.

Go on and dry your nets.

Oh, Erik, there was some tagged salmon in the catch, three of them.

Ah, well, that's right,

my tags.

They're the first to show up.

I marked them in June, 1935.

Home again four years later, on time.

Thanks for bringing them.

I've got to note this down.

You're not going to be too busy

to come to my wedding tonight?

Of course I'll be there.

Anna told me to be sure and remind you

she's invited the English admiral.

His daughter too?

Yes, his daughter too.

- Go on and dry your nets. - [LAUGHING]

Don't look yet.

Now you can turn around.

Your wedding cake.

Oh, how beautiful. Oh, thank you.

Make a wish.

I will.

Did you make the wish?

I did.

Oh, this is wonderful cake.

All wedding cakes are lovely.

This is the nicest one of them all, I know.

Save a nice piece for your father.

I will.

This is for you, Alfred.

Thank you, Anna.

But you must remember our guests.

Yes, the English admiral.

Oh, I'll serve them right away.

Thank you.

To our English friends.

- Thank you. - Thank you very much.

And good luck to you always.

Thank you.

Well, the first dance with your husband.

Excuse us.

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Mm, this is very good cake indeed.

We seem to be celebrating every event in Norway

with a feast.

A very pleasant custom in my opinion.

Judith's very fond of her food.

The poets will tell you

that women are all wrapped up

in love and dreams of princes,

but my sister prefers roast beef any day.

You see, my brother has no illusions about me.

All brothers are the same.

Would you care to dance?

- I'll do my best. - Excuse me.

I like weddings.

In fact, I think I like everything I've discovered

in Norway.

Norway returns the compliment,

Ms. Bowen.

Happy?

Oh, yes, but I think I'd better go back

and finish cutting the cake.

All right.

I'll tell you the truth, Anna.

I'm delighted you married my son.

I couldn't have picked a better girl myself.

Two or three little points of instruction:

In the morning,

don't talk to him until he talks to you.

A man in the morning

is really a wild animal that belongs in the zoo.

Oh, not Gunnar.

Gunnar.

Instruction the second:

Do not permit yourself to get fat.

Fat has ruined more marriages

than actresses and pretty widows.

Has mother taught you not to talk to me

until I talk to you in the morning?

- Oh, Gunnar! - How did you know?

Mother's married off five of my brothers already.

As soon as Alfred finds a wife, she'll hear the same thing.

Oh, dance.

Your instructions will come later

and not from me.

Go dance.

You know, I've never seen so many beautiful girls

in all my life.

I'm seriously thinking of living in Norway

for five or six years.

You look so serious,

as if you were trying to solve a world problem.

I am serious about a problem.

It isn't a world problem.

You know, if you have something on your mind,

it makes it a lot easier to share it with someone.

My friends tell me

that I have a nice, honest face.

We dance. We drink. Ridiculous.

Another drink, Admiral?

Well, I really oughtn't to, you know.

Oh, just one.

Thank you.

To England.

To Norway.

Though I reserve to myself certain grave criticisms of the English government.

I understand. I imagine you are not alone in that.

Hmm.

We dance. We drink. We pray. It's ridiculous, ridiculous.

Good evening, Admiral.

Good evening.

I hope my husband isn't boring you

by talking politics.

Yes, Mrs. Bergesen.

But at a wedding?

Yes. At a wedding, in church, at dinner, in school...

in factories, in bed, I talk politics.

Oh, laugh. Laugh now.

Later, I will laugh, except that I won't feel like laughing.

Oh, God, you're a patriarch.

You've sailed God's oceans, you're familiar with storms,

and with that beard, you look as wise as Moses.

What do you say?

The herring will run, Germans or no Germans.

It's all the philosophy you'll get out of him.

He owns a fleet of fish boats.

I must drink. I just must drink.

Tell me, is England asleep like this too?

Perhaps, uh, dozing a little.

Johan, why talk?

Oh, yes. It's only bad for my stomach.

And there's a wedding.

Yes.

Let's dance.

Yes. Come, come.

Oh, forgive me. Mrs. Bergesen...

When Bergesen was a young man, we said he'd grow out of it.

We were wrong.

Still, he does no harm.

To my son, and may he have seven sons too.

I hope so, sir.

Everything all right, Mr. Korstad?

I regret I haven't seven more sons to marry off

in your hotel, Mr. Arnesen.

Thank you very much.

Here, smell.

A beautiful combination

of summertime and alcohol, huh?

Don't stand around the kitchen all night, girls.

See that everybody has what he wants out there. Hurry.

When I think of weddings,

I always think of the smell.

You look unhappy.

Did somebody spill something?

Ah, that Bergesen-- Talk, talk, talk.

He should be stopped by law.

You always want to stop something by law.

You don't eat enough green vegetables.

A woman should not make fun

of her husband's political convictions.

Ah, here. Go pour this in the bowl.

It wouldn't do you any harm

to stick your nose in it once or twice yourself.

Hilma, we must have a serious talk.

Next year, Lars.

Go on now.

A dry punch bowl is against nature.

I'll always remember this:

Tall trees. Deep waters.

Peaceful waters.

Stars like ice...

Those good, kind people inside.

What a pleasant place to hold a wedding.

Yes. Pleasant.

Is that where you were married?

Yes, seven years ago.

My wife died when Solveig was born.

Yes, I know.

WOMAN: Hans... No, Hans.

I said, no.

Norway's not so different from any other place.

Spring.

The snow melts on the hills, the buds come out on the trees,

the salmon come home,

and the girls say, "I said, no."

What's that?

My Solveig is sleeping in there

with the children of the other guests.

When I was a little girl

and the grownups had a party,

I used to stay at the head of the stairs

and watch all night long.

Perhaps she's still awake.

Shall we go and see?

Father.

Did you sleep well, Solveig?

All right, but I lost a button from my nightdress.

Oh, that's serious.

I'll fix that.

Here.

Father, was it a nice party?

Yes, very nice.

Was there dancing?

Yes.

How many dances?

Oh...

- Six? - Six.

You danced six times?

Yes.

He did.

With you?

Mm-hmm.

All right.

Good night.

Good night.

Oh, this air is good after all of that punch.

It's time we turned in.

We're making an early start tomorrow.

Judith took an hour to dress tonight.

Oh, that's not long for a woman.

Well, she usually takes eight minutes.

Well...

Nice chap, that Toresen, isn't he?

Very.

Do you think anything will come of it?

No.

You better go in and say good night

to those five girls you were dancing with.

Seven.

I observe the wind, the weather,

the arrival and departure of various kinds of fish.

I report every day to Oslo

that there's fog here or snow, that the barometer is falling...

Is that all?

Well, I talk to myself.

That sounds like nice, inexpensive fun.

And I argue with Bergesen about the League of Nations,

ski in the wintertime,

teach my daughter cooking and geography.

She's up to Africa and scrambled eggs by now.

Until you came along,

I thought I spent a busy and full life.

Has my coming along changed anything?

Everything, Judith.

I mean, Ms. Bowen.

Which is it, Judith or Ms. Bowen?

I'm not one for fine words, empty words.

I never feel alone with trees, mountains.

They're permanent.

Why did you say that?

I'm sorry if I said too much.

But you didn't.

I wanted you to say this.

But you're going away,

and England is across the North Sea.

How far is that?

Too far.

I may be back.

When?

Next spring, next summer, sometime.

Sometime.

I think I'd better be going in. It's getting late.

Yes. It's getting late.

Good night.

Good night.

The British Ambassador in Berlin

handed to the German government a final note

stating that unless we heard

that they were preparing at once

to withdraw their troops from Poland,

a state a war would exist between us.

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People of Norway,

do not be alarmed because of German troops.

Negotiations are being conducted with the German authorities.

Resistance or disturbance will only harm the negotiations.

Be assured that our neutrality will be respected,

and remember, there must be no resistance.

This is the Norwegian war office

speaking for your king and government.

Good morning.

Good morning.

All right, children.

* Yes We love our country truly *

* Love our mountains high

* Raging storms And angry tempests *

* Rocky shores divine

* We are tall As our mountains *

* Relentless as her sea

* Ever the swell Norway's people *

* Fight to keep her free

* Ever the swell Norway's people *

* Fight to keep To keep her free *

All right, children.

There's to be no more resistance.

We've been ordered

not to offer any further resistance.

No resistance?

1933, no resistance.

1936, no resistance.

1939,

no resistance.

Now, 1940,

the Germans are marching through Norway,

and still, we hear "no resistance."

Those are my orders.

Oh, we can't do this.

The Germans are coming. We must do something.

Erik, friend, you're a sensible man.

You're an educated man.

Tell him.

After all,

the captain has his orders from the authorities.

They came over the radio.

They came over the radio.

After all, it's his business. He's an officer.

He knows more about how a war is to be conducted.

We civilians, it's not exactly our line.

Then...we civilians must make it our line.

[HORN HONKING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

People of Norway, greetings.

The people of Germany shake the hand

of their Nordic brothers.

We are driving the English invaders

from your shores

and guarantee that never again

will any English foot be set upon Norwegian soil.

We are making a new world order,

and there is a great place in it for our friends and brothers,

the Norwegians.

Everything is to go on exactly as before,

except that no longer do you have to live in fear

of the English octopus.

The FГјhrer sends his greetings to his Norwegian brothers

and congratulates them on their delivery.

All is to go on as before.

Your industries are now in safe hands.

Your culture is protected.

Of course, there'll be a curfew at 6:30 every night,

and any Norwegian found in the streets after that

will be shot.

No boats are to leave the harbor under pain of death.

Any act of disobedience against the German uniform

is punishable by death at my discretion.

General, the concert.

Oh, yes.

There will be a concert by the Regimental band, here,

at 2:30 every Sunday.

That is all.

It was reported that one of you gentleman

hold some interesting views about our arrival.

Which one of you is Bergesen?

That's my name.

It is considered necessary

that you be held for questioning.

But why?

You will come with me now.

Captain, just what does "questioning" mean?

And what is your name?

Toresen.

Erik, this is my affair. You just look after Hilda.

Johan, I want to be with you.

Please, dear.

Well, sir, your Norwegian brother

is ready to be taken into the new world order.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

I don't like them.

Father, I don't like those men. I don't like them.

I don't like them.

I'm writing a novel myself.

I'd be very disappointed if you gentlemen don't burn it.

Radios of all descriptions will be confiscated immediately.

Any person found in possession of a radio

will be punished by death.

A little too fast, colonel.

The last word?

Why don't you listen, Bekhart? The last word is "death."

Why do you take our blankets?

It's cold in Germany too, grandma.

Six.

Bergesen. Six blankets.

They steal blankets,

pots, pans, food, everything.

They kidnap your husband.

A great nation?

Conquerors? Thieves, that's what they are.

They ought to be handled in a police court.

Finally, Mrs. Bergesen, the police court will be set up,

and the traffic will be enormous.

Father, you look tired. Have you a headache?

No.

You've got two different colors of hair.

I'm afraid so.

It's getting blond, isn't it?

No, darling, it's not getting blond.

The word is "gray."

Is gray as good as blond?

No, I'm afraid not.

Is my hair getting gray?

Hmm...not that I could see.

Why does your hair get gray?

Oh, it's a long story, Solveig.

Tell me, were you a good girl in school today?

Very good.

I learned about the Germans and Norwegians

and Poles and Jews and English.

Russians live over there.

French live there.

We live here.

First come the Germans.

They are better than anyone else,

and then come the Norwegians.

That's us.

We're almost as good as the Germans,

and then come the French.

They are not so good,

and then come the Poles.

They are very, very bad,

and nobody talks to them,

and then come the Jews, and-- What's a Jew?

Is that what you learned in school today, Solveig?

Yes. A German officer taught us today.

Hmm, modern geography.

Listen, darling, you are not to believe that.

It's a lie.

We're all human beings, that's all,

and human beings are good and human beings are bad,

and human beings can make themselves better

and make themselves worse.

We're all God's children,

and no matter

what they ever tell you in school,

remember what I said, won't you?

Yes, Father.

And now, Solveig, you wait here.

I must go and speak to your teacher.

There's nothing I can do.

I suppose I could be a hero,

refuse to teach them anything more...

Quit.

But then the children will be left to their mercy.

I don't know.

If there were only some way I could get out of here.

If there were only some way I could fight.

There are Norwegians in England.

They're given guns.

They train them. Not so far way.

Boats get there.

Some do... some don't.

All of the young men ages 17 to 25,

except a few fishermen,

are being conscripted

to work in the mines at Narvik.

Clear the square.

Move. Quickly.

Johan. This is Erik.

Erik...

I made it. I lived through it.

I came back.

Come, Johan.

Johan.

Bergesen...

It's me, Erik. Toresen.

I'll take you home.

Come.

Johan.

I'm home, Mrs. Bergesen.

It's a pretty room, isn't it, Erik?

Yes, it's a beautiful room.

I made it. I lived through it.

I came back.

I knew they were bad, but I had no idea how bad they were.

Nobody, no civilized human being can know how bad they are.

I have to go now.

There's some things that need to be done.

Welcome home, Johan Bergesen.

[CRYING]

Can't you bear to look at me?

[LAUGHS]

Thank God I was never a handsome man.

[CHUCKLES]

For many years, we've made a serious mistake.

We believed we were living in a civilized world.

Today, we find that, for years, we've been living in a jungle.

Regulations were put into effect,

and we attempted to live up to them.

Now we discover there's only one regulation:

Kill or be killed.

I'm ready to observe that regulation.

I've come to ask you

how we can change over in this jungle

from the murdered Norwegian people

to the murdering Norwegian people.

Erik Toresen,

have you ever hit a man in your whole life?

When I was 17 years old, I...I punched Olaf Johnson.

He was kissing a girl I thought I was in love with.

Half-hour later,

I found out every other boy in town

had also kissed the girl.

I apologized to Olaf.

Since that time, I've lived a quiet life.

The Germans have not lived quiet lives.

We must learn from them

how to become gangsters, thugs,

useful with knife, dynamite, poison.

No.

Gunnar, you mustn't listen to him.

None of us must listen to him.

We can't do anything.

All we can do is sit and wait.

Let the English win the war.

Let the Americans win the war.

Or the Russians.

All we can do is die.

I know how you feel, Anna.

I know how all women must feel at a time like this,

but nobody's going to win the war for anybody else,

Anna.

That's fine talk for you,

but it won't bring Alfred back.

Anna...

They murdered your brother.

Now they want you to die too.

Don't listen to them, please.

Nobody's going to get victory as a gift, Anna.

We get only what we earn,

and I propose that we earn a great deal.

If anyone here wishes to be excused,

please go now.

The rest of us will say nothing.

We ask only of you that you say nothing.

Good.

Now we begin to cut ourselves out of this jungle.

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There will be no service this Sunday

or any Sunday for some time.

Under our present government,

it is not possible to serve Christ.

The church has no wish to serve such a government.

The pastors of Norway

would rather close their churches

than betray the religion which they were built to serve.

Of course, I will continue to administer to the sick and dying.

May God be with you.

Achtung!

Present arms!

GIRL: * We are strong as our mountains *

* Relentless as her sea *

Quiet.

* Ever the swell

* Norway's people

ALL: * Fight to keep her free

- * And-- - Silence.

* People fight to keep

* To keep her free

[CHILDREN LAUGHING]

"And all thy children shall be taught of the Lord

"and great shall be the peace of thy children,

- And righteousness shall thou be established." - [KNOCK ON DOOR]

We are on our way to the town of Narvik.

The map says there's a fork in the road here someplace.

Yes, there is.

A hundred yards up there, and then turn to the left.

To the left.

A sharp turn to the left, not to the right. There's a bad cliff there.

We'll be careful. Your Norwegian roads are as bad as your weather.

[ENGINE ACCELERATES]

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

[CRASH AND EXPLOSION]

[DOOR OPENS]

Almighty and everlasting God,

the consolation of the sorrowful and the strength of the weak,

may the prayers of them

that in any tribulation or distress

cry unto thee...

graciously come before thee

so that in all their necessities

they may mark and receive thy manifold help and comfort

through Jesus Christ, thy son, our Lord.

Amen.

Load!

Ready!

Aim!

- Fire! - [GUNSHOTS]

[CRYING]

Ah, those vacations in the Harz Mountains.

It's beautiful there in the springtime.

We took colored pictures of the flowers last year,

my wife and I.

Springtime in the mountains... a man could cry.

Very touching, sir.

Very touching.

Will that be all, sir?

You're a good officer,

the way you carry out my orders,

executed that fellow with dispatch.

That'll teach them

not to oppose the orders of the Third Reich.

I'm going to let you in to a little secret.

I'm going to recommend you for promotion.

That's very kind of you, sir.

Not at all.

Good night.

Good night, sir.

- Orderly. - Yes, sir?

- Get me light. - Yes, sir.

Ah!

Captain! Captain!

The colonel's been stabbed!

Then the prince said:

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair."

And the princess unbound her golden hair,

let it out of the window,

down the side of the tower, and...

And then what happened?

And...

and, uh, down the side of the tower,

and the prince took hold and climbed all the way up and freed her.

Then they were married,

and they lived happily ever after.

Erik.

Mrs. Olav.

Come in.

And so we came here.

Your farm's hidden in the hills.

If they do come,

there's a better chance of your hiding her.

I've hid the cow from the Germans,

and I've more milk than I know what to do with.

And it's good milk too.

Now, child, I think you've been up late enough.

I think I've been up late enough too.

Good night, daughter.

Good night, Father.

- Sleep well. - I will.

On the way up here,

Father told me the most beautiful story

about a princess

who lived happily ever after.

Father, are princesses the only ones

who live happily ever after?

We're all meant to live happy, Solveig.

Good night.

Good night.

Come, child.

SOLVEIG: Glad for the night, glad for the day,

I fold my hands and pray

keep my lips pure, keep my face bright,

keep my hands busy doing the right.

And, dear God,

bless Father and all my friends and everybody,

but, God,

please take the bad people away from our village.

Amen.

Erik.

Erik.

Mm? Hmm?

Time you went to bed too.

Oh, no.

I can't stay here tonight.

I've got to go.

You can hardly stand, you're so tired.

They were liable to follow me here tonight.

Oh, I'll sit at the window and watch.

There's only one road they can come up.

You're safe here.

Mrs. Olav, it is you who needs rest.

An old woman sleeps very little.

Go to sleep, son.

"Son."

I haven't been called that in a long time.

So the colonel's been killed.

Yes.

Was it you?

You've got a murderer in your house tonight,

Mrs. Olav.

God bless you, son.

Sleep well.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Erik, get up.

They're coming.

The Germans?

Get the child.

This way.

I'll hide her clothes.

Solveig, darling, hold tight.

Yes, Father.

[KNOCKING]

Try the bedroom.

You were a long time in answering.

Sorry. I was in the bedroom.

You were still a long time.

Come here.

- Your name is Olav? - Yes.

Erik Toresen is wanted for murder. Have you seen him?

No.

Look at me.

You know the penalty for hiding a murderer?

- Yes. - I'm glad of that.

No one in the bedroom, sir.

We will look outside.

Look in that shed.

Do not leave me, Mrs. Olav.

I have something to tell you.

Last night, five hostages were taken in the town.

If Erik Toresen is not found

within two days, they will be shot.

WHISPERING: Just a little while longer, Solveig.

We've been on the go for 10 hours.

Where does he get all the energy?

It's quite simple. He eats better than we do.

And drinks better too.

Yes, all the beer he wants

any time he wants it.

Makes me thirsty just to think of it,

so we can't have beer, we drink water.

I haven't drunk well water

since I left my uncle's farm.

Wait!

We will go.

You do not seem to be very impressed

when I tell you about the five hostages.

No concern of mine.

One of them happens to be your grandson, Peter.

But he's only a boy, 17.

It is quite possible to kill a boy.

Hold on.

They've gone. You can come up.

Ow.

Come. Come to me, Solveig.

That's it.

I'm glad that soldier is still thirsty.

Solveig, darling, listen to me.

I'm going away for a little while,

and you are to do

whatever Mrs. Olav tells you to do.

You understand?

Yes.

And you're not to cry.

I never cry. You know that.

I know that.

I'll be back soon, dear.

Good luck.

I thought I saw something moving in here.

Well, there's nothing there now.

I wish I was home again.

Things will be worse before they get better, Otto.

I heard the captain saying last night

that in two weeks,

there'll be hundreds of planes here,

and General Von Broigal is coming down tomorrow.

You are the most nervous man

in the entire German army, Otto.

Think there's a Norwegian behind every bush?

Hello. Erik Toresen. Let me in.

Garmo...

It's past curfew time.

May I sit down?

What do you want?

Garmo, I've heard you've got a boat hidden.

I want you to take that boat out

and help me get to England.

- Where have you been for the last week? - Hiding in the woods.

I've discovered

that they're building a secret airfield.

Inside of two weeks,

they'll have hundreds of planes there

and a general.

They're going to make some kind of an attack.

Before this, other men have disappeared for a week

and have fallen into the hands

of the Germans,

and when they got back,

bad things happened to their friends.

I didn't fall into the hands of the Germans.

Since you left, five men have been killed

for the murder of Colonel Van Dorn:

Neil Star, Karl Strom, Vidki Koenig,

Peter Olav.

Peter Olav?

Where are you going?

To give myself up.

That'll do no good now.

It won't bring the five men back.

No, but maybe tomorrow it'll be 50,

and the next day, the whole village.

Bergesen was right.

Nobody, no civilized human being,

can know how bad they are.

Erik...

I have a boat,

and I'll take you to England,

God willing.

God willing.

I got your message, Garmo.

Pastor, Mrs. Garmo will call for you at midnight

and take you to the place

where I'll be waiting for you.

I'll be ready.

I'll call for you at midnight.

Where's the boat?

- You'll see then. - Yes.

Garmo.

Who else is going?

You'll see at midnight.

I'll be there.

I want to speak to the captain.

Go in.

Yeah?

There's a boat leaving for England.

There's going to be six men on board,

maybe more,

and probably the man you were looking for,

- Toresen. - Where is the boat?

I don't know.

Do you know who any of the men are?

No, but Garmo is going to take me there.

All you have to do is follow.

That's no good.

You'd see anyone following after 50 yards.

You'd get one, the rest would get away.

You have to be ingenious.

You didn't hear anything, did you?

- No. - No.

This is a special kind of whistle

for dogs.

It's pitched very high, too high for human ears,

but dogs' ears can catch the sound,

also detectors, sound detectors,

and the precise spot it comes from:

Angle, bearing.

Mr. Arnesen, tonight when you blow this whistle,

I assure you the sound will be heard.

If I have any further orders for you,

I shall send for you.

You may go.

I'll be right back.

Garmo.

Everything go all right?

Yes.

I'll stand guard here for a moment.

You call me when you're ready for me to come down.

Hilma Arnesen, what are you doing here?

I followed him.

You know that's dangerous.

Not for me. For you.

What do you mean?

He warned them.

Who?

Lars, my husband.

He's not a good man.

They didn't follow him.

Nobody knows we're here except you.

They're going to wait

until you all get out in the boat.

He has a whistle. It's a dog whistle.

You can't hear it,

but their instruments can.

You get to a certain place,

he's going to blow it and warn them.

The searchlights will go up, and the boats will come out,

and you'll never know what happened to you.

Do you know, Hilma, what will have to be done with your husband?

I know.

I wish I could be not sorry,

but I suppose it's impossible

when you live with a man that you love

so long...

Two children.

[BIRD CALLS]

That's for me.

A signal.

I've got to go now.

You're sure?

You're absolutely sure?

Yes.

I'm sure.

Anything wrong?

No.

Shove off.

Do they hear anything at the sound detectors yet?

No, sir.

Stop moving that light!

Stop moving that light.

They should be here by now.

Nothing yet?

Ship oars.

I want to listen.

Don't move, Arnesen, or I'll strangle you.

Erik, have you gone mad?

Row.

All right. Johan, Seigert, row.

Something must have gone wrong.

May I suggest

you send the boat out anyhow, sir?

Yes...

Yes.

Turn on the light.

Yes, sir.

No, wait, wait.

Yes, sir.

We'll wait a little longer.

Yes, sir.

Turn on the lights.

Yes, sir. Turn on the lights.

Searchlights.

We're out of range.

They won't see us now.

All right, Arnesen,

now you can tell them your story.

I don't know what you mean.

Tell them your story.

Remember, I am in the same boat with you.

If anything happens to you, it'll happen to me too.

I want to get to England as much as any of you.

I have just as much to lose as any of you.

I don't know what he's talking about.

Erik...

Look at this.

A whistle.

It doesn't even work.

I'll show you.

Yes.

If you show us, we'll all be dead,

except you, Arnesen.

What made you do it?

This is no place to hold a trial.

You're all excited and nervous.

Why did you do it?

The Germans are going to win,

and they like us.

They like the Norwegians.

If only we would give them a chance.

You've got to be reasonable about this.

We live in a reasonable age.

Why did you do it?

They have something new, something that works.

I know.

I studied the whole question

very carefully.

What is the use to fight?

They have all the guns.

Tie him up.

Please, Garmo.

Garmo,

you've known me since I was born.

Bergesen, you are my brother-in-law.

Erik.

Erik, remember,

you were married in my house.

Yes, and you forgot it.

Please, please remember.

Please, you must.

Please. Please.

Boys, please!

Oh, please, can't you--

Out oars.

Help!

Please!

[GARGLED YELLING]

It's English!

What do you want to do in England?

Fight.

Fight.

And you?

Fight.

And you?

Fight.

And you?

Fight too,

but first I should like to inform you that--

First it is necessary to establish

that your story is true.

Officials of the Norwegian government in exile

will be notified of your arrival

and you'll be examined.

But all of this will take time, sir.

In the meantime, would you please inform Admiral Bowen

that I should like to see him?

It's very important.

Your request is hardly in accord with regulations.

However, I shall do my best.

The rest of you gentlemen will wait here

for the officials of the Norwegian government,

and you, sir,

will accompany me to London.

Cigarette?

Thank you.

Cigarette?

The airdrome is here.

The road to it around this way,

and I'm sure it's heavily guarded.

But it is possible

for someone who knew the place

to make his way up along this stream here,

and reach the airdrome

without being seen.

All that you've told us is very interesting,

provided it's true.

But I have only my word, sir.

And that I can vouch for, Harper.

Then we accept full responsibility, sir?

We do.

You know, Harper's a decent fellow,

but being an intelligence officer

destroys all faith in human nature.

An airdrome

on that part of the coast can only mean one thing:

Our convoys to Russia will be sighted from the air

before they're north of the Orkney Islands.

Would you be willing to guide our commandos

to this airdrome?

I'd be grateful to the end of my days.

Toresen, you wait outside.

Yes, sir.

Take this to Operations.

Erik...

It's not possible.

Yes, yes.

Erik Toresen.

I can't believe it.

Yes, it's me.

A signal for you, ma'am.

What?

A signal for you.

Oh, um, um... take it to Operations.

Oh, blast it, I--

I think I'm going to cry.

In uniform too.

Isn't it disgraceful?

Oh, Erik,

I wrote you 10 letters

and never sent any of them.

I've been thinking of you too,

and your danger.

You're alive.

You're really alive.

Norwegians are a sturdy people.

Like you English, we don't break easily.

You know, it's a funny thing, but I don't know what to say.

What are you doing for dinner?

I'd like to have it with you, if I could.

Good.

So you two

have found each other, hmm?

- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.

Well, Toresen,

the wheels are beginning to roll already.

You and I are flying to Scotland tonight.

But, sir,

we were having dinner together.

Yes, we were having--

Not tonight, I'm afraid.

Then I'll get leave and come with you.

No room in our plane.

Then I'll follow.

Well, I have no control over your movements

once you're on leave.

Come on, Toresen.

Yes, sir.

You and I are after something bigger

than a 12-pound salmon this time.

There you are.

This will warm your cold, Norwegian bones.

Thanks.

Well, cheers.

Good to see you, Erik.

You know we've, um, often wondered

how you chaps were getting along.

Talked about you quite a lot,

as a matter of fact.

Well, that is, uh, Judy did most of the talking.

So much has happened in such a short time.

And much more will happen

in even a shorter time.

These commando raids are tough and quick.

Every man is trained to move like clockwork.

Erik, you'll need every bit of strength

that's in you,

so you better get to that bed.

Robert...

It's hard for me to talk.

Our people, as you know, are not demonstrative,

but we don't forget our friends,

nor our enemies.

Good night, Robert.

Good night, Erik.

As tired as I am,

I don't think

I'll sleep a wink tonight.

Well, if you don't sleep tonight,

you've got all day tomorrow.

You know, you've got 24 hours to rest.

Rest?

My mind's in a whirl.

You know how it is when you're thinking.

Solveig, Norway...

I won't sleep a wink.

Not a wink.

[TRUMPETING]

March.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

Special orders.

For the first time since the war began,

I pulled strings.

I wasn't going to let a war

do me out of that dinner.

Remember,

we were going to have dinner together?

Yes.

I remember.

Will you have dinner with us, Robert?

Oh, no.

Oh, thank you.

Well, um,

well, I'll see you at headquarters

in two hours.

I'm hungry.

Those days seem like a far-off dream now,

don't they?

Yes.

Everything has changed.

Everything.

And England is full of Poles

and Russians and Norwegians

and Czechs and Americans.

All mixed up.

And somehow it isn't important anymore

what a man does or who his family is

or what country he belongs to.

It's only what he's fighting for that makes any sense.

Three years it took me to find that out.

Three years...to crowd now

into 30 short minutes.

Time up?

Yes, I'm afraid so.

You should be back in three or four days.

Have you no plans?

Oh, yes, yes, I have plans.

When I come back,

the first thing I'll do

is climb off the train,

go through the gate,

come to the nearest telephone,

and call up Admiral Bowen's daughter

and ask her to marry me.

You won't forget, will you?

I won't forget.

You will take care of yourself,

won't you?

Yes, I'll take care of myself.

- To the future. - Skoal.

Good evening.

- Good evening, sir. - Come forward, sir?

Slow astern, both engines.

[FOGHORN SOUNDING]

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Now this is the stretch of shore which you say is unguarded,

am I right, Toresen?

Yes, sir. Because there's such a shallow draft

at the entrance of the fjord, the enemy doesn't believe

that a ship could pass through it,

but at high tide, there is enough water.

Even though the charts don't show it?

- Yes, commander. - Very well.

Gentlemen, we will now synchronize our watches.

Correct time, please.

0346, sir.

0346.

Good.

Now, by 0445,

we shall be passing through the entrance

to the inner fjord.

Zero hour will be at 0500,

at which time the landing craft

will leave the parent ship.

You should be ashore by 0510,

reaching the river at approximately 0600.

Now, according to plan,

you should be up the hill

bordering the airport at 0630.

Am I right, Toresen?

- Yes, sir. - Good.

The airdrome will be taken at 0645.

By 30 minutes, the job should be done,

so let us say at 0715...

I shall then go to my daughter.

While I should like to help you, Toresen...

I am afraid that will not be possible.

I cannot risk this ship or men

for one extra minute

that is not covered by my orders.

Sir, may I make a suggestion?

Yes.

While Toresen will be our guide, sir,

wouldn't it be possible

that while he's leading us,

that an officer and a few men

be assigned to bring his daughter

down to our landing birds?

The farm isn't hard to find, is it?

No, it's very close to the coast.

I could draw a little map.

Very well.

I see no reason why Solveig

shouldn't be awaiting you

upon your return from the airfield.

Any questions, gentlemen?

- No, sir. - No, sir.

Toresen?

No questions at all, sir.

Thank you, gentlemen.

"Finally, my brethren,

"be strong in the Lord

"and in the power of his might.

"Put on the whole armor of God,

"that you may be able to stand

"against the wiles of the devil.

"For we wrestle not against flesh and blood

"but against principalities,

"against powers,

"against the rulers

"of the darkness of this world,

"against spiritual wickedness

in high places."

By the mark, seven, sir.

Make two revolutions, navigator.

Make two revolutions, sir.

And a quarter six, sir.

That's very little water for this ship, sir.

There's enough to get through, captain.

Deep six, sir.

And a quarter four, sir.

Deep four, sir.

One cable to go, sir.

Standby, starboard anchor.

Everything ready on one?

Yes, sir, everything ready.

Ready for letting go, sir.

Let go.

[SHOUTS]

Carry on, sir, please.

Carry on.

Pick those up, pick those up.

Good hunting.

Sergeant?

Are you certain you know where the farm is?

I could find it blindfolded, sir.

All right, good. Carry on.

By this time, they should be reaching the river, Godfrey.

I sincerely hope so, sir.

[YELLING]

[GUNSHOTS]

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[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

Enemy battery bearing Red-9-5.

Hoist the battle, ensign.

Shoot.

Left gunner, shoot.

Rapid salvos!

Good shooting, guns.

Well, I think that does it for this trip.

And now to Solveig.

She'll be proud of you, old boy,

and she won't be the only one either.

Back to the boats. I'll assemble the men, just round them up.

Where's my daughter?

Couldn't you find the way?

Yes, sir.

Well, where is she?

The house is burnt down.

Burnt down?

And a swastika scratched on the ground.

Right where the door had been.

Didn't you find anyone there?

Yes, sir, a farmer.

We asked him about it.

He said they had taken the old woman and the girl.

Taken them where?

To the village at the inn.

That's where they're holding all the hostages, sir.

A swastika...

on the ground.

Erik!

Goodbye, Robert.

Not yet, old boy.

But you have your orders.

My orders are that we get Solveig.

Sergeant? Fall in the able men.

Robert...once I said

I didn't know a typical Englishman.

Now I know.

Come on, let's go.

We'd better get those civilians off the street.

That's it. Good. It's very dangerous.

It's very dangerous. Go inside.

Stay there. It's very dangerous.

Come on!

[SOLDIERS YELLING]

Corporal, give me a grenade.

No, Robert, don't. Our own people are in there.

All right, we'll get closer.

Comrade.

Part of the operation has been signaled, sir.

Thank you.

I'm very sorry, sir, about your son, I mean.

Two sons, Godfrey.

Mrs. Olav, will we ever come back to our home?

Yes, Solveig, we'll come back someday.

Yes, Solveig, we will come back.

We will come back.

PRIEST: "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood,

"but against principalities,

"against powers,

"against the rules of the darkness of this world,

against spiritual wickedness in high places."