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My name is Simone. I'm his sister.

You got me into deep shit. They'll be coming. Until they have what they want.

We've got new orders. And an additional order saying:

Avoid combat situation.

- What? - Abort attack.

Five of our boats are out there. They count on us.

Tell the men to stand down!

Aye, sir.

You will liaise with a vessel and effect an exchange. It's about this man.

Plane!

2 U-boats...

That's 100 dead comrades.

Only because we aborted the attack.

And now this poor lad.

It's one thing to die in combat,

but to die because we've taken a passenger on board.

A foreigner.

That's...

a disgrace.

With you in command it would have been different, First Watch Officer.

Unfortunately I don't have a father who makes me CO.

Even though...

Hoffmann senior

would have attacked the convoy on his own.

He wouldn't have given a damn about what Lorient would have had to say.

Imbued with the determination to win

and unrelenting towards himself.

Junior doesn't even understand the meaning of this sentence.

If you don't like my cooking, just tell me.

I won't be offended.

I'll leave it out for you. In case you get hungry later.

What do you want?

I am looking for Nathalie.

I need to talk to her. It's important.

Let her come in.

Have a seat.

Béatrice takes care of Anna when I'm at work.

A German officer got shot in Nantes

and afterwards they wanted to register us all.

As reprisal.

I fled.

I got the job at Le Cheval Blanc.

I never worked upstairs in case that's what you were thinking. I'm a barmaid.

Yes.

What's the best place to hide from the Germans for a Jewish girl?

Amongst German soldiers.

I didn't know that Frank...

He didn't tell me.

I know.

With your brother, it just happened like that.

The Jazz brought us closer.

Louis Armstrong.

It wasn't planned that I would get pregnant straight away.

I asked him for money for the abortion, but he didn't want me to get it.

He wanted to keep it.

He wanted to be a father.

That's when I told him everything.

That I'm Jewish.

He didn't mind at all.

He couldn't understand why I hadn't told him straight away.

Frank...

wanted to buy passports.

Yes, I...

America...

It was just an idea, just a dream.

They are way too expensive on the black market anyway.

He wanted to pay with this.

He gave it to me to hand it over to a woman.

In exchange for passports, I...

Do you know what this is?

No, I can only tell you that...

He talked more and more about leaving. He said that he may have found a way out.

If you knew what I've done.

Would you like to hold her?

Yes.

That's your aunt Simone.

She likes you.

I've got to go.

Is that your girl?

Yes.

Show me.

Pretty girl.

Is she French?

Yes.

Tell me. Frank, you speak English, right?

Is it true that the guy's name is Greenwood?

Sam Greenwood?

Greenwood, Samuel Greenwood.

At home, one with that name scrubs the road. With a toothbrush.

Do you think we have a fucking Jew on board?

I'll find out.

I can smell them 10 miles against the wind, I swear.

- Ralf? - Huh?

Is there something left of the dried meat?

The last bit?

That's okay.

Serves you right.

What do you mean?

Well, you told Lutz about it.

Change of watch. Get out.

So what?

One look in his dumb, fat face is enough.

He can't keep a secret to himself, the loud mouth.

You could have told me.

You're a big boy.

Asshole.

We'll be the laughing stock back on shore.

We're backstabbers.

So who the fuck is this asshole?

Maybe a prisoner of war.

Or a spy.

Maybe he knows something that could help us win the war.

You get that from your book?

Maybe he's Irish.

What?

I knew a guy, planesman on U-65. Dead now.

But he told me they once had a special mission to take two Irishmen

from Wilhelmshaven back to Dublin.

IRA men, freedom fighters against the Tommies.

Then let him peel the potatoes.

The Micks know a thing or two about potatoes.

Thorsten finally made a joke.

Well done, kiddo.

Whoever he is,

he's bad luck.

Why bad luck?

Best peel them to the right. Or else none of us will return home.

Another stupid comment like this and I'll kill you!

I promise.

Hey.

That thing about the CO. You heard it too?

About the U-boats? Of course.

That's not what I'm talking about.

Something about his last mission.

But I couldn't believe it. Not at first.

Then I heard it from a couple of other people.

What?

Come on, tell me.

Only if you won't tell anybody.

A damaged U-boat is making its stop here for repairs before carrying on to Lorient.

It's Schulz's boat.

- The Schulz? - Yes.

They've been at sea for 10 weeks

and will let off steam accordingly.

Nonetheless,

Berlin expects us to give them a warm welcome for the cameras.

We'll have to make it look really good.

There could even be some locals.

But no-one who fought in the Spanish Civil war.

On top of that for the wrong side.

I can reassure you.

The death of that woman is rather unfortunate.

It's not really like you.

That was the fault of the local police.

Was she from around here?

Probably not. Nobody reported her missing.

What does that mean?

I'm working on that.

Do that, Forster.

You know how much I rely on the French workers.

I cannot afford to jeopardize the peace on the base.

What are you going to do?

We didn't get what we needed. So, the British won't give us anything either.

Hello.

Hi.

- Did you have a nice evening? - Yes, yes.

- Thanks. And you? - Yes, it was nice, thanks.

- See you later. - Yes, see you later.

Good morning, Criminal Inspector Forster.

Just Mister Forster, please.

Oh, no thanks.

Miss Simone,

I've got a serious problem.

With the prisoner?

What makes you say that?

Don't worry, she has been relocated.

She's not our problem anymore.

Apparently there are more pressing matters.

A parade for King Kong.

Who?

His real name is Schulz. A U-boat CO, returning triumphantly.

Gluck asked me to ensure the event goes smoothly.

I was wondering if I could persuade you to go on a short trip with me.

Maybe tomorrow.

I'd love to show you something very dear to me.

Yes.

Don't worry, I know how to behave.

Thanks for the invitation.

I'm glad, Miss Simone.

Are you sure?

Yes, I swear.

He shot him.

In cold blood.

Did you hear about Hoffmann?

No, tell me.

He told the firing squad to stand down so he could shoot the kid himself.

You're making this up.

He shot him right in the face.

Twice, the cowardly bastard.

Hoffmann?

Of course, Hoffmann. Who else?

We should follow a course due north to avoid further air attacks.

And then we swing west here.

Can we still manage to be on time for the rendezvous?

Yes,

if we diagonally cross these Allied shipping lanes.

What distance are we talking about?

Normally about 30 nautical miles.

We could dive underneath the convoy route.

Is this possible from a technical point of view?

If the batteries are fully charged

and we squeeze every last milli-ampere out of them...

yes.

Alright. We'll go with the Chief's suggestion.

If you need me,

I'll be on the bridge.

You know the rumor that our passenger is a Jew?

I'm not interested in rumors, Strelitz.

Take him back, before I lose my temper.

Tennstedt!

I was only notifying the passenger

that he is not at liberty to walk around the boat.

May I help you?

How do I find them?

They'll find you.

Maybe.

Here you go. Enjoy your meal.

Just a moment, am I getting this right?

Tell me Ralf,

do you know the game "cucumber shooting"?

Nope.

You don't know it?

You deaf? He just told you he didn't.

Okay, listen.

Two whores

are laid on their backs on the floor.

And each of them gets a cucumber shoved up her pussy.

Then the shooter slaps his whore on the belly

and the shooter who shoots his cucumber the furthest has won.

Can't you shut your fucking trap just for once?

I'm not kidding.

Beginner's luck.

No such thing.

Another hand?

Of course.

Guys,

don't you get bored of gambling?

More bored than cruising around and playing taxi?

Fucking shit cruise.

Watch out, boys,

here comes the Frenchman.

Frenchman?

Yep, he's not a real German.

A Frenchman?

And someone from Africa?

What kind of crew are we?

Strasser,

you know you make noises in your sleep?

Squealing noises. High pitched little squeals.

Strange squeals.

Squeals.

You've got to be really careful with him.

- He got his CO court-martialed. - Cut the crap.

Did they sentence Hinz, yes or no?

It was a fucking disgrace

to sink a hospital ship!

But I didn't squeal on him.

Of course you did.

I'm wondering if it runs in your family.

Chubby here says, that you saw your sister before we sailed.

I'm going to pay her a visit.

Maybe she squeals too

if I give it to her from behind.

No, Frank!

Strasser! Strasser!

What the hell is wrong with you?

Nothing, Sir.

Get up.

Just a misunderstanding.

Extra watch duties for both of you.

Starting now for you.

Come on, move it.

And you, get cleaned up.

You look like shit.

Everyone in the office is really excited about the parade tomorrow.

You too?

I won't attend. I don't approve of grandstanders like Schulz.

As if his efforts were any greater than the ones from those still out there.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure your brother will come back unharmed.

I'm looking forward to meeting him.

Here we are.

Thank you.

So?

What do you think?

It's beautiful.

Very big.

Yes. I bought it recently.

I intend to stay here, Simone.

In France. Once we've won the war.

Please, come on in. A little snack is waiting for us.

"Civilization and its Discontents" by Sigmund Freud

Freud.

My psychology professor was profoundly influenced by his theses.

Jewish. Yes. But he had some interesting ideas.

Have a seat.

In the future, nobody will care that it was written by a Jew.

Nobody will remember what a Jew was.

A Châteaux Grand Céroux.

We should really let it breathe but...

Cheers.

Cheers.

I'm really happy that you accepted my invitation.

Gladly.

It's beautiful.

Yes, I can see a future for myself here.

And an easy life. Please help yourself.

Once we've got rid of a few pockets of resistance.

Resistance?

Nothing major. Just a few small cells.

And what

do you mean by small cells?

They consist of 5 to 6 people,

they are decentralized, mainly criminals.

But you've seen with your own eyes how aggressive they can be.

By the way, the female prisoner had an accomplice. A woman.

Freud describes very well in his book

that some people only follow their destructive impulses.

Unfortunately, we don't have a photo yet, but

this could be her.

I need this translated.

Miss Simone, I have a favor to ask.

Would you give me French lessons?

My language skills are unfortunately very mauvaise.

Yes.

If you want to be correct, it's mauvais.

In French, "language skills" is male.

That proves my point.

I always dreamed of that.

A strict teacher with your looks.

Come on, let's go.

Where are we?

More or less finished.

Good.

I'm sorry, Sir. I lost control.

You and Maas, you were on the same boat before?

- U-311. - Hinz' boat?

Don't worry, Strasser.

Is it true that two of our U-boats are missing?

From the pack that attacked the convoy.

Who says that?

The First Watch Officer.

The Second Watch Officer heard it on the supply ship.

The scout U-boat is always under attack.

And the other one was probably blasted by the destroyers.

Sir.

We're reaching the Allied convoy route.

Conning tower hatch is closed.

Rig ship for dive.

Rig buoyancy vents.

Two U-boats? And you don't say a word?

Aft buoyancy vent rigged.

I thought the Second Watch Officer already told you?

As First Watch Officer it is your duty to report to me.

Anything else is an act of insubordination, Tennstedt.

All buoyancy vents rigged.

You can go.

The Second Watch Officer is taking over.

Dive, dive, dive. Cycle the vents.

Four zero meters.

Fifteen degrees down on the bow planes. Zero degrees on the stern planes.

Did you know about the two boats?

- Yes, but I thought they... - Second Watch Officer in control room.

Have you ever played this?

Never.

You'd like to learn how?

Sure, why not?

It's about beating the king.

And therefore you have different chess pieces.

Have you ever heard the saying?

One can't expect to be able to do something in war

that one hasn't learnt in peacetime.

What?

Yeah, you know all kinds of shit.

I knew a First Watch Officer who said it all the time.

Odd guy, had a glass eye which had turned bright yellow.

Oh no, they're moldy. Holy moly.

It's going to be stew then.

Just tell me where you heard it.

It's on the wall. In the lobby. At Mürwik.

Mürwik?

The Officer's College?

Yeah, where else?

Stop talking to the passenger.

Here, the passports.

Take the little one and leave.

I couldn't believe anything good could ever happen to me again.

Frank will join you there later.

Do you have money?

Enough for the... the passage.

So, you know where to go?

To Lisbon. I think.

I'll let him know. He will join you there.

And you? What are you going to do?

Make sure to take in enough vitamins.

The first ones already have the sniffles, Sir.

Ah, almost forgot.

Here's your apple.

Thanks.

Sir,

I had a clear view and was able to plot stars.

Our current position is north of the convoy route as planned.

You remember the reason for the war?

Air to breathe without Jews and Bolsheviks.

And now we're transporting a bloody Yid.

Are you sure about that?

The guy is circumcised.

90% of the Yanks are circumcised. So that they wank less. That's the truth.

Ahead! Ship in sight!

Now, now.

Slow down.

And be quiet.

Distance 3000.

She's heaving to.

She has it in for us.

ALARM!

Corvette at zero zero five!

- ALARM! - ALARM!

Wake up, assholes.

Put the bunks away. Flood tubes one to four.

Go, go, go, move, faster!

Conning tower hatch is closed.

Dive, dive, dive. Cycle the vents.

Periscope depth!

Fifteen degrees down on the bow planes. Zero degrees on the stern planes.

An American Corvette.

They've detected us.

Do we try to avoid them?

If they alert other escorts, we could come under sustained attack.

We can't chicken out again.

Not this time.

Battle stations!

Aye, Sir.

- Battle stations. - Battle stations.

Battle stations.

Open the outer doors.

Aye, open the outer doors.

Distance 2000,

angle-on-the-bow, starboard thirty,

Torpedo speed 30, running depth 4,

right full rudder!

New course:

zero-four-five.

Right full rudder. New course: zero-four-five.

Angle-on-the-bow, starboard forty-five in three minutes.

Our best shot.

Today we're lucky.

Corvette now at three-four-zero degrees.

Angle-on-the-bow, starboard forty.

Make tubes number one and two ready for submerged firing.

Forward room, make ready tubes number one and two for submerged firing.

Tubes number one and two ready for submerged firing.

Go on, killer.

Your turn today.

Keep periscope depth, one meter up!

Five degrees up on the bow planes.

Torpedo speed 30.

Enemy speed 15,

angle-on-the-bow, starboard forty-five.

Distance 17 hundred.

Is there a problem, First Watch Officer?

No problem, Sir.

Torpedo speed 30.

Enemy speed 15,

angle-on-the-bow,

starboard forty-five.

Distance 17 hundred.

Fire one! Fire two!

Fire one! Fire two!

Fire torpedoes!

Safety released.

Safety released.

Push it.

Secure safety.

Secured.

And now push it inside.

Twenty-one...

Twenty-two...

Twenty-three...

Twenty-four...

Hit!

Yeah!

Shit, pull it back.

Help me. Lift him, fucking hell.

Jesus Christ.

We need a belt, quick.

Little one, come over here.

You've got to help me.

We have to stop the bleeding.

Okay, you hold him down. Take this please and now pull.

As hard as you can.

Rig ship for surface.

I'm really sorry, but you can't keep it. We need to amputate.

Hold him down, okay? Really hard.

Grab hold of his arm. Tight.

Yes. Alright, and now we start to cut, okay? You ready?

You can do it, buddy.

You can do it.

That's your responsibility.

We survive air raids and destroyer attacks and then something like this happens

where my men are supposed to be safe.

You have a slight concussion.

This will help if your head aches.

Get some rest.

Hey you. Get me more wine.

Pour it.

For you too.

Hey, has one of you ever fucked her?

No.

But she's pretty.

Way prettier than the one you've got.

You're right.

Alright, let's go upstairs now.

No, I just work at the bar.

What?

She says she only works down here and doesn't fuck.

Girl,

that feels as wrong as a bomb going off in a safe harbor.

You try to run or what?

So if you don't come with me upstairs, we do it right here.

Fucking French whore!

You do what you're told!

Fuck her!

Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck, fuck, fuck...