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JERSEY, THE CHANNEL ISLANDS, SUMMER 1942.

THE ONLY BRITISH TERRITORY, HAVING OCCASED BY THE NAZIS.

ADOLF HITLER ORDERS THE ENGLISH, NOT BORN IN THE ISLANDS -

- MUST BE DEPORTED TO GERMANY WITH THEIR FAMILIES.

MAN TAKEN TO CATCH OTHER PLACES IN EUROPE -

-Bring to the islands AND FORCED TO WORK.

A TRUE STORY

-Get the damned Russians off the boat! -Javel!

Forward!

Faster!

Come on!

-This way! - Please get closer!

Proceed! No, that way!

Continue!

Came.

They must not come by.

-I have to say goodbye to my friend. - So please.

-Thanks. -Sorry.

-Doreen! -Lou!

Ivy.

- For the journey. -Thanks.

Have they said where you are going?

-Because your husband has lived in England? -Because he's born there.

Is there no way around it? Ivys Arthur was born there.

Only if you are an "indispensable worker". Farmer, director or similar.

Step back!

First the Jews, now the English. Who will be next?

Lou, see. More Russians.

What should we do? Arthur is not a farmer. We'll be put on the next boat.

He is not even a director. We need to talk to Brian.

Sorry, sir.

- It's not that easy, Louisa. -Yes it is.

Executives are exempt, but it has to happen today.

Such a convenient promotion can easily arouse suspicion.

If it was just about me, I wouldn't ask.

But the same goes for Ivy and the boy. He is only 12 years old.

People are deported to Germany.

My cousin's son was locked up, just because he made the V sign.

That is exactly why we should help each other.

Like the rabbit, I gave Mary last month.

And the eggs. And the milk from Rene.

-Fine. - Thanks, Brian.

Maude and Lily!

-What was it? -Sure dynamite from the quarry.

- Poor Russians. -What for some Russians?

They build fortifications for the Germans.

In the event that mr. Churchill one day will save us.

- It's not funny, Arthur. - I wasn't trying to be funny, Ivy.

-You could have fooled me. - God forbid, my dear!

Thanks, Annie.

-Margaret. -Lou.

- Did you say goodbye, mrs. Gould? -Yes. Don't hit them.

-Let him get some. -He's only 12!

He's old enough. After all, it's just apples ... almost.

Cheers to the new deputy director at Jersey Post Office!

Thank God! Now, maybe I can sleep tonight.

- Good to see you in suits. - You've seen it before.

Shut up, boys!

-Who wants more cake? -I would like to, Lou.

- May I go out and play? -Yes, but the curfew is 5 p.m. 22:00.

And don't go too far now, Rex.

- One more for the sweet tooth? -Yes, why not?

-How often did Mom bring you the candy can? -I got itching every time.

And then you cried until Lou brought you along in the candy store. You had hugged her.

-Sherbet Dabs was his favorite candy. -The one with lemon flavor was the best.

The BBC had, as usual an optimistic angle on everything last night.

If you ask me, so was the attack against Ruhr last week a disaster.

-Did you hear anything from the boys, Lou? - Nothing from Ralph.

I got a Red Cross letter from Ted. A student mate is on the same ship.

But it was dated in March, and Dinah didn't hear anything either, so ...

-Sorry. -Do not worry. He looks after the good.

Rex? Rex!

Get up!

Came.

Lou.

It's Jess Le Cornu. She's come in the store since she was little.

-Why do the girls? "They also do it in Paris," says my brother.

Gifts, extra rations ... Shameful!

They are too young to understand. They just see a pretty face and are hungry.

They are field mattresses. No excuse.

We should blame the Germans. They take advantage of them.

We must not turn to our own.

And we know, what is in her ration today.

-What? -German bratwurst.

I could kill for a cup of tea. Real tea, not the blackberry town.

- Give me coffee. And meat pie.

- Like the one Mom made. -With onion sauce and mashed potatoes.

-Løgsovs! - Give me the basket.

Mrs. Paragould.

Father, you who are in heaven. Hallowed be thy name -

come this series. Do your will as in heaven thus also on earth.

Give us today our daily bread, and forgive us our guilt -

- as we also leave our debtors.

And do not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

For there is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever.

Amen.

-Ginn and Hague have been deported. -Yes, it's terrible.

- At least you're spared that. -Now it's all about who you know.

That goes for everything.

Good evening.

Sylvia asked me to give you this. I didn't know if you were open.

People still have to eat.

-Do you have the rent today, Elena? -I'll come by during the week.

- Good evening, Rene. - Four and eight pence.

Anything else?

Sorry for asking in this difficult time ...

We were just thinking, now that again has been cut in the rations ...

-Do you want some of my eggs? -If it's not too much trouble.

Your sister is so sweet.

She always gives us her eggs. What would we do without her?

What?

Back in the joints!

Get some apples.

Here! Here, take these apples!

-It's just apples! -Return or you go to jail!

Bastards! In the cold-hearted, inhuman, disgusting skiing!

What should we do?

What the heck should we do?

1, 2, 3, 4 -

-5, 6, 7 -

-8, 9, 10, 11 -

-12, 13, 14, 15 -

-16.

Up! Back in the ranks!

God damn!

If you create more problems, then you all die!

Whole tires!

Take them away!

You bastard!

Russian?

-Refugee? -Yes!

So am I.

Well, come on.

-Emerged. -What?

Come on, I said.

-Who is it? -Russian. Friend.

What should I do with him?

Friend. Good. Russian.

Annie.

Thanks, Mattie.

Hello, mrs. Paragould. Unfortunately, it has been cut back.

-What do you mean? -The butter is down to 60 grams a week.

After all, it's ridiculous. I have 40 people, who must have their rations.

- I'm not making the rules. -Carrefour in Le Braye got extra flour.

-It is none of your business. -You make the rules, right?

It comes to my mind, when I can't give my community food.

Louisa.

-How are you? Are the pigs doing well? -Yes.

But I have to ask you something. You know...

-Germans come into the store. -He has to be moved.

I'm often alone in the house, and some of them are pretty rough.

- We have to stick together, Louisa. -It is too dangerous. Sorry.

-He seems upset. -I do not like it.

-Let the pigs lie down and rot. - They're just young boys.

My brother was shot after being jumped out of a burning plane.

- Should we show them respect? -It's just plain decent.

- Whose side are you on? -How dare you!

-What do we fight for if we are like them? - Well enough.

How would we like our boys was treated if it happened?

Come on in.

He will not trouble you.

Are you hungry?

Hungry?

-Do you speak English? -English?

Yes. No.

Well. Bad.

Germans.

I regret, but this is all I have.

I'm going down with this.

- It's going to the College House. - Then it will be delayed for a few days.

You can always know them.

They try to hide their handwriting.

The commander THE GERMAN HEADQUARTERS

Search Apartment 1, 78 St Saviours Road Radio in the closet

Disgusting.

-Why do people do that? - Envy, fear, maybe the bounty.

But it gets someone thrown in jail. We have to...

... to make it disappear.

-We have to share the record, Arthur. -Yes, but not the kind of letters.

We need to take care of our work. I have children to think about. You have that too.

Make sure it is delivered.

Bed.

-Louisa. Lou. -Lou.

Fjodor Polikarpovitj Burrij.

-Feodor ... -No.

Fjodor Polikarpovitj Burrij.

-Burry ... -Burrij.

Bill?

-Bill? -Bill.

Bill.

- Good night, Bill. - Good night, Lou.

Open up! Open the door!

Open the door, I said!

Open the door!

If you don't open, I'll kick the door in! Open up!

Why is the light on the first floor? It is forbidden.

Come out here! Then come here.

Come here! Why is it on? Don't you realize how dangerous it is?

All light must be off.

If it happens again, it will have consequences. Is that understood?

Of course. Sorry.

It must not happen again.

The kid has tried to escape before, but was discovered.

The guards took off his clothes, tied him to a concrete pole with barbed wire -

and left him there all night.

That kind of happens every week.

It can drive anyone crazy.

But now he has you.

I know it's very demanding, but ... I beg you.

Get over your shirt tomorrow, then I repair it.

Lou?

Who the hell are you? What?

-What do you say? -Arthur! Stop! It's Bill.

Bill?

Let's go in next door.

My name is Rex.

- Do you know how dangerous it is? -Yes, I haven't slept in a week.

You know nothing about him. Some of them are criminals.

Bill was in the Russian Air Force, and he cries at night.

We still get sticker letters.

From urban dwellers. You said it yourself. They must spend money on food. It's not happening here.

Here in the parish everyone is in family with each other.

One of the letters was just pure revenge. We all want to help, but this ...

Arthur! You know how the Germans treats them. It's awful.

May God judge me, if I don't do this.

See. It's as good as new. He's saved you a job, Dad.

-Well? -Yes, good.

Don't tell anyone this.

- May I tell Derek? -No, it stays in the family.

-It applies to all of us. - I'm not stupid, Arthur.

-Goodmorning everybody. -Good morning.

Nicole is as good as family.

- "Sam ..." -"...but."

-"Together." -"Together."

- "With a force of effort." -Fine.

Your brother left it here, mrs. Paragould. He couldn't stay.

Annie, this is Bill. Bill, Annie.

-Thank you my dear. -Thanks.

It's from my brother.

-Harold. -Yes.

- Thank him. -I'll do that.

-How do you say it in Russian? -Spasiba.

-Spasiba. -Well.

- Hello, mrs. Paragould. -We are closed.

That's not what you think.

I love her. And I'm not a Nazi.

We are closed.

Out with you! Out! Come on!

-What are you doing here? -Sorry.

Before the war I went to school in Moscow. In Moscow, I was ...

-Kunstskole? -Yes. Sorry.

Your mother must be very worried about you.

It belonged to my husband.

You have to look into it.

But don't come in here. Is that understood?

Yes. Sorry.

Thanks.

" 'Excuse me?' said the Mole and took care along with a vigorous effort. "

"They probably think I'm rude, but all this is so new to me. "

"So this is a river?"

"'The river,' the Rat corrected."

-I'm locked, mrs. Paragould. - Thanks, Annie.

-Good evening. Well done, Bill. -Thanks.

"And you really live by the river? What a wonderful life! "

You move.

I can't sit still all evening. Just wait till you reach my age.

May I see it now?

Do you like that song?

I sang it with Ted, last time he was here.

In this light ...

- Come on, let me see it. -No.

Come on.

-Bill, it's wonderful. -Is it?

You've made me look younger.

That's what I see.

You really have talent. It is a gift from God.

God?

I do not think.

- Don't you believe in God? -Why does God let my friends die?

Innocent people. Children. Why doesn't God do anything?

Because there is also evil, but if you pray ...

A boy in the quarry. Sixteen years. He prayed.

He prayed every night. Now he's dead!

-Where is God when the Germans strike? -Bill, bite you down.

The men in the camp. Slaves! Where was God when your son died?

- Don't talk about Ted. - Maybe God doesn't love your son.

-God can go to hell! - No blasphemy in my home.

Bill, shut up! Now that's enough!

Enter your room.

You're not my mother.

Bill?

Bill?

Bill?

Bill?

It's just in Saint Aubin. There is not far. We'll be back soon.

-I don't know now ... -It will be OK.

-It is too dangerous. - It's madness too.

You've been confined like an animal for three months.

-And if the Germans stop us? - They don't.

There is not far. We take the small roads. It will be OK.

Good morning, Elena.

-It's cool today. -Yes, isn't it?

Good morning!

It's on top, Bill!

Come on!

-Lieutenant! I've found contraband. -Came.

-Next. -Good morning.

Identification.

- Who did you get them from? -A friend.

- It must be a good friend. -Yes he is.

No, I think that you bought them illegally.

-There are invoices for tomorrow ...? - They're on my desk.

-Do you want coffee? -No thanks.

I've never seen you before. Is De Harold's friend?

-Did you lose the word? -He has nothing to say to you.

-The price has just risen. -We had a deal.

You haven't been honest to me.

-You're a teacher, aren't you, Harold? -You know I am.

My daughter is about to graduate soon.

She is a gifted girl, but she has been very ill and in need of help.

-I need to see what I can do. -You make sure she's doing well.

Fine.

Don't go all at once.

- Is the store locked, Annie? -Yes, mrs. Paragould. I'll see you tomorrow.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

- Maybe we should go to Saint Helier. -The city?

Yes, there is a bus on Friday. We could go for a walk.

-Maybe buying a book for you. -There are many soldiers.

-You have your ID card now. -Yes, but they can hear that I'm a Russian.

I'm leading the word. You can learn a few French glosses.

We can say, that you are my nephew from Saint Mary.

Many of the farmers there speaks hardly English. Bill ...

Bill, it's not good for you being trapped here in the house all the time.

Every Friday, Ivy and I drive down with fruit.

Take it easy. Everything should go well.

-Good morning. - May we look around a bit?

-Naturligvis. - Just go in.

Kandinsky. I go and ask.

Do you want to ...?

French.

Kandinsky, thank you.

Do you like Kandinskij? What period interests you?

-I prefer the early 1900's. -Yes.

-What does it cost? -In this condition? Five shillings.

We'll take it.

- Five shillings, Bill. In your wallet. -Oui.

My nephew loves art.

Good day.

He just had a quarrel with his girlfriend.

-Thank you Madame. -Thanks.

Two shillings and six pence, please.

- Are they from here? - I've never seen them before.

Bill, slow down.

Slow down. Relax. There is no one after us.

- Let's look for fish in the market. -No.

We have half an hour before the bus leaves. Relax.

Louisa. How are you?

Excellent, thank you, Brian.

-And you? - I can't complain.

- It hurt me to hear about Ted. -Yes please.

It must be tough for you.

It's nice to see, that you have some company, Lou.

And why not? Good luck.

Yeah, I have to run, so ... au revoir.

- Does he think that ...? -Yes, he certainly does.

-He has a big, fat head. -What?

- Greasy head, in here. That he thinks ... -A dirty mind.

Bill, "big greasy head"!

Just start walking.

Do not do that.

-What should I do? -To behave normally.

-I run. -No, then the race is over.

Stop!

- Stop those two! -Holdt!

Those!

They forgot about this.

-In the bookstore. -Thanks.

Thank you very much. That's nice of you.

Here you go.

Bill? Is everything OK?

-Bill, my dear ... -Sorry.

It does not matter.

Hello, Bill.

-How did it go? -I need a cup of tea.

-Is it going well here? - It's been quiet all day.

-We should be able to handle the month. -Glimrende.

-Want to pick some blackberry leaves? -Of course.

- Hi, Ivy. -Is everything okay?

I'm sorry about that earlier.

Here you go. It should give you the warmth.

Where's Annie? Is she sick?

Annie has got a job at the Summerland factory inside the city.

- She's done here. - Isn't she coming back?

It's obviously better paid, but Ivy is substituting until I find one.

- I have to say goodbye. -She's moved in with her sister.

It is more convenient. So we get her possibly not to see for some time.

-But! - That's best, Lou.

What are you doing here? I said, that I would come back soon.

A letter has come to you. From the Red Cross.

Thank God!

- Is it from Ralph? -Yes.

It says, "Dear mother, all is well. I'm busy."

"I hope the same goes for you. Miss your lake pot. "

"Up with the mood. The world will soon sing again. Your beloved Ralph. "

He remembers your song.

- It's a good letter. -It is wonderful!

It's four months old, but ...

He's fine. I can feel that in here.

Thanks.

Come on, now we're working. Let me help you.

Go on!

Come on!

Faster!

Dirty Dogs!

Come on, my dear.

-A Christmas greeting from mr. Churchill. -I would rather have a food package.

Goodbye. Merry Christmas! See you.

Anything else?

- There you are! - Give me five minutes.

Merry Christmas.

- Also to you, Bill. - Thank you, Elena.

Merry Christmas, ladies. -Merry Christmas!

Take care of Mattie, Bill.

- Five bottles? -Four.

Hello, Arthur.

-Bill. - How's it going, Mattie?

-Is it better with the cough? -Much better.

- Come on, Arthur! Christmas begins here. -Merry Christmas.

- Good day, Harold. Right on time. - Up with the mood, Arthur. It's Christmas.

-Rex, will you help me? -Yes.

-Such. Perfect. - Let's go in and encourage Arthur.

-Rex, would you sing a Christmas song for us? -I can play one.

-Perfect. - Merry Christmas, Bill!

- What if the Germans come? - Then he goes out from behind.

Ivy, many know his name, and where he comes from.

Don't raise my voice for me.

- Hi, Arthur. Do you want to be Santa? -Gladly.

Are you well, my dear?

-Yes I have. -Well.

Do you have to fill up?

Thanks. I have to show it to Lou.

-See. It's from Harold. -Wait a minute.

"Merry Christmas, Fjodor. From Harold." He has written in Russian.

Well, everyone. The King's Christmas Bowl.

-God bless the king! -God bless Rene's pig!

And for the extended curfew tonight and for victory and liberation in 1944.

Liberation.

-Can Bill sing the Russian song? - Come on, my dear.

Come on.

Bill.

I save the pork.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

-Do you hold a party? -Yes, for the family.

- We heard a song. -Yes, it's Christmas.

Russian song.

They're from Jersey, right? Do you know any Russian songs?

- We like them. -We have to search the property.

It's Christmas Eve. Do you want to scare the child from madness?

Please step aside.

Good evening, gentlemen. What's the problem?

Are you family? What are they called?

Harold Le Druillenec, Trinity Street in Saint Savior.

She is my sister. My song made an impression on you.

-Do you speak Russian? -I'm a teacher.

Will you sing "O Tannenbaum" with us?

Nein. We need to do inspections.

-Have a good evening. -You too. Merry Christmas.

-Harold, you're a genius. - Thanks to my Russian study buddy.

And Calvados.

Don't worry, Bill. Now they are gone.

What if the wrong person sees him? I've removed six letters in a month.

Arthur, of course, there are rotten apples. Lou is not in danger.

If they find him, it can go beyond us all.

And Ralph has already lost his father and his brother.

-I wish Ralph the same. -I don't know if that's your reason.

Sorry. I don't want to cause problems for your family.

-Bill, don't go. -See what you've done.

Congratulations, Arthur.

-Why did you say that? - Someone had to do it.

You've made everyone sad. And to what use?

-You heard what Harold said. -As always...

Bill trusts us. He only feels safe here.

- Fall down now ... -And you're chasing him away!

Merry Christmas to everyone.

Stop it. Don't take care of Arthur.

-What if he's right? -I always look after you.

-What if you smoke in jail? -It's no worse than being alone here.

German prisons are no joke.

No one is going to jail.

It's stupid to take chances. Rene knows others that I can stay with.

No, this is your home.

It's our home.

Here's your Christmas present. It's an old and rare Jersey penny.

I gave it to Ted once ... and now it's yours.

Be nice to stay.

Mrs. Gould, we had no dinner yesterday.

You got your rations two days ago.

You must have some carrots lying around.

-What about fun? We can't boil water. -We got nothing delivered last week.

I wish I could help you, but we are in the same boat.

It's easier for some. People with friends.

We saw you get extra bread from him Mattie.

-Is it not illegal? - Well enough. Take your sister home.

- And one more thing ... -Maude, it's no use.

Would you like to get in a better mood, if I brought you to church?

I do not feel so good. I have to go outside.

-Low, you forgot your shawl. -Thank you my dear.

- Like the flower in an egg! - Like the flower in an egg!

- Should I look for driftwood? - We can do it together this afternoon.

Louisa, do you have a moment? I want, that you are moving Bill to another place.

-What are you talking about? -Young William Dauney last week, 17 years.

He was deported for theft.

-What's to do with me? - They arrested all his acquaintances.

-La Fontaine is my property ... -You are doing exactly what the Germans want.

You are sent to Germany. I'm too old for a German prison.

They have not even shown proper toilets.

- I should move him. -It's for your own good.

What are you looking at, field mattress? Your father would have been ashamed of you.

How dare you say that to me!

He was a good man. You dishonor his memory.

Fuck in, you old cow! My Friedrich didn't kill your son.

-Lou? What happened? -Nothing.

We're all so fucking hungry. We need encouragement.

You are one of us. You're a Jersey boy now.

I love music. So did my Edward.

During the air strikes somewhere over there

Adolf sits in his bunker and tearing at her hair.

We have run the ski realms on the run.

The Third Reich can run and jump.

You're all gone before Christmas.

Just sorry, Lili Marleen.

Well done, guys!

The Gould family, La Fontaine Hides a radio and a Russian prisoner of war

Arthur, I have an officer, who will see our list of employees.

-Hvabehar? -A routine check. Can you take care of it?

I'm busy. Hurry up.

Now, thank you.

Yes, of course.

Of course.

Smith, Richards, Taylor -

-Tissier, Felix, Taylor ...

Well. I need a list of employees after the occupation.

Sorry, I don't speak German.

Yes of course.

1940th

Is it going to take a long time?

-Thanks. -Thanks. Excuse me.

Wait a minute.

Don't worry, Arthur. The letter is on its way to delivery.

You have no idea what you just did.

Nicole, we must darken the kitchen.

Arthur, what happened? What are you doing here?

We have to remove everything, what has to do with Bill.

- And the radio. All. Now! -Oh God.

You must clear your apartment, Nicole. Both you and Harold were on the list.

- You have to warn him. -Okay.

Stop crying, Rene. I can not understand you.

I understand that.

Yes I understand.

Hello?

Well.

I understand.

Thanks. Good luck.

They are here. It won't last long. Now the allies are coming soon.

Mattie?

Bill!

-Where do you lead him? -We'll take care of him.

-How can I contact him? - Unfortunately, you can't.

Bill, 50 yards behind me.

Go.

Thanks.

Go, go.

We skip.

Came. Hand me the bikes.

Good morning, mrs. Paragould.

I regret, but I have to search your property.

They waste time, but you are used to it.

-Come with me. -I take bedroom and kitchen!

In others come with me.

Search everything.

Lead everywhere. Don't forget the closet here.

The piano!

Nothing here.

-No. -I'll probably take the rest.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Lieutenant. Look what was under the bed.

They are hereby arrested, mrs. Paragould.

Come here.

Take him away.

Come on! Go faster!

-Harold! -Come on.

Take good care of yourself, my beloved!

Last cell, please.

Here, Miss. Yes.

- Will the others have to wait? -Yes.

Thanks.

I'm terribly sorry.

I'm terribly sorry.

Do you think it's starting now?

It sounds like there are several thousands.

They can be here anytime.

We will be fine!

Come in.

Come closer.

Take her handcuffs, and leave the room.

Thanks.

Sit down.

Don't you speak Russian?

Didn't your guest teach you something Russian?

- Who knew him? - No one knew.

-And the radio? - It was hidden.

Mrs. Gould ...

We know that people visited you regularly to listen to the BBC. Your brother.

Their friend Miss Fournier, the owner ...

No. Elena has never been inside the house. She knows nothing.

Don't let me discourage you from packing.

Paragould.

Unusual name.

Jewish?

Are you a Jew, mrs. Gould?

It doesn't come to you.

Guard!

Take her back to the cell.

-Arthur! - They can put their suitcases here.

-How do they treat you? -Fine. Something new?

The trial starts tomorrow. They will not allow a lawyer.

-No, I mean, about the Allies. - People say they take France first.

-What do you mean? - They're not coming.

Of course they come!

Of course they come.

Fournier, Nicole. Four months and 15 days.

Le Druillenec, Harold Osmond. Five months.

Gould, Louisa Mary, born Le Druillenec. Two years.

The judgment must be served in Germany.

Before the defendants left.

Oh God...

Left right! Left right!

Can you go a little faster?

Dear Mom, I'm in a hurry. Miss your lake pot.

Up with the mood, the world will soon sing again. Your Ralph.

Good morning, ladies.

Their luggage, please. The suitcases.

-Hurry up. -Come on! Out!

-Yes Yes. -Out!

Can you go a little faster?

-Next. -Yes.

From your friends.

- Can't I talk to them? -Unfortunately.

- Did she leave? -Last night.

- Is she okay? -You know Lou. She's tough.

She gave them answers to charges.

They find a way. I know. They fuck her.

She's going to make it, Bill.

No, they fuck her. They fuck her, Mattie!

NORTHERN FRANCE AUGUST, 1944

Here's some water.

They have five minutes.

Harold!

Lou?

Have they said where you are going?

It is my birthday.

My birthday, Lou.

Wait, wait.

It's tobacco.

Happy birthday, my dear.

Next year, you get Sherbet Dabs.

The ones with lemon flavor.

Lou. Lou!

Lou ...

MAY 9, 1945

-Mine found. -Afmærker.

Watson, go ten yards ahead.

Stephenson, investigate right!

-Mine found. - Go ten meters farther ahead.

-Ivy! -I have one here.

Ivy!

What is it? What happened?

-Harold's alive. They've found him. -Thank God!

She arrives at the sanatorium in Saint Helier on Friday.

- Where did they find him? -A place called Bergen-Belsen.

Thanks. Have a good morning.

We are closed.

- I beg you, mrs. Le Feuvre ... - They heard me.

Halt!

Tymoshenko, Igor Aleksandrovich.

Oneptchenko, Leonid Borisovich.

Simonov, Sergei Feliksovich.

Aminev, Ivan Dimitrivich.

Burrij, Fjodor Polikarpovich.

Aminev.

Simonov, Sergei Feliksovich.

Rudavin, Vasil. Kalashnik, Feliks Igorevich.

Come in.

Harold.

Harold, that's me. It's Ivy.

You are safe now, my dear.

We should make sure you get well.

Harold, do you know where ... Lou is?

Come here!

Elsie! I'm here!

Jack! Jack!

Nicole. Oh God!

Oh God!

Where's Lou?

RAVENSBRÜCK CONCENTRATION CAMP

LOUISA GOULD DEAD IN THE GAS CHAMBER FEBRUARY 13, 1945 -

- TWO MONTHS BEFORE THE CAMP RELEASE.

NO ONE HAS EVER ACCEPTED TO TREAT THE FAMILY.

IVY FORSTER STAYED ON THE ISLAND WITH ARTHUR -

- AND BECAME THE FIRST WOMAN IN JERSEY'S PARLIAMENT.

IVY, HAROLD AND LOUISA WERE THE FIRST -

- TO RECEIVE BRITISH HERO OF THE HOLOCAUST MEDALS:

"FOR SELF-EVENTS, Who saved lives during the persecution "

HAROLD LE DRUILLENEC WAS THE ONLY BRITE, THAT SURVIVED IN THE BELGIAN.

HIS WITNESS STATEMENT PROVIDED AND EXECUTION OF SEVERAL NAZIS.

He resumed his work as a teacher AND REMAIN STILL FOR ITS courage -

- FROM FRANCE AND SOVIET AND LIVED UNTIL 1985.

FJODOR "BILL" POLIKARPOVITJ BURRIJ LIVED AT LOUISA FOR TWO YEARS.

LIKE ALL RUSSIAN WAR prisoners stayed SUBJECT TO DISCRIMINATION AT HOME IN THE SOVIET.

HE SURVIVED, MARRIED AND DEAD, WHEN HE WAS IN THE SEVEN.

Louisa's son RALPH survived the war AND MEETING BILL FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 1995 -

-By the reveal of a tablet IN JERSEY FOR HIS MOTHER'S MOTHER.

"THE VALUE OF LIFE IS NOT MEASURED IN LENGTH, BUT IN WORKS. "

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