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The fifth year
of the deadliest war in history.

Though weakened,
Nazi Germany still feels invincible.

Great powers map out
the borders of the new world.

Poland can either be free
or be enslaved by the Soviets.

Poles are ready to fight.

The Home Army awaits news from London
to start the uprising.

The race against time begins.

The
Germans are coming!

Out!

Officer.

My daughter is only six.

I'm teaching her German.

She can sing for you.

Jadzia.

Sing.

O Christmas Tree

O Christmas Tree

How lovely are thy branches

Are you Volksdeutsche?

No.

I've studied painting in Vienna
for four years.

Only one side is right.

You can choose.

I don't understand.

- Should we move?
- Tell us.

This one, or that one

Why?

This one, or that one?

I can't.

Choose!
What does it matter?

Half of us has to go!

No.

Half has to go.

Heads - you.
Tails - them.

It'll be all right.

Tails.
They stay.

Troops, on my command!
Left face!

About-face!

Load!

Aim!

Fire!

Mom.

Mama.

I'm so glad you
could make it, my dear.

At least this hotel

and you can forget about
this awful war for a day.

One egg a week
is all we get on our cards

and look how many eggs
they have here.

Excellent, excellent.

- Hi, Tom.
- About time.

How's your morning?

Not bad, not bad.

Hey, just give me a second.

Huh?

Hey, sweetheart.

Why do you say we go
out sometime?

Don't be silly, Tom.

No, thank you.

Come on.

Hey, let me see that
pretty face...

Officers!

Hey, back off, man,
mind your own business.

The problem is my father
raised me to be a gentleman,

so it is my business!

Tom,

come on.

No, you heard him.

It's not English.

What did you say?

I think you understood
me well enough, Lieutenant.

You're not even a
fucking Britt.

I am not, indeed.

But I am a dear friend of
Lieutenant Colonel David

Schilling and judging by your
insignia, he is your superior.

So are you sure you
want to continue?

Come on, Tom, let's go.

It's not worth it, come on.

Let's go.

Come on, come on.

Someone should
teach them a lesson

on how to behave.

Hey, I'm still here,
sweetheart, remember?

I'm just gonna sit down here.

Hey, let's get some
food, I'm still hungry.

Hey, buddy, wanna serve us up?

Do you mind?

I've had enough
officers for one day.

I'm afraid I am an
officer too.

Lieutenant Jan Kwiatkowski.

Polish Army.

Polish?

I'll take my chances.

Dorothea Anderson.

Doris.

Well, have a seat.

Please.

Are you really friends
with a commander?

To be honest, no, but
let me show you something.

I just have a good memory
for names and faces

and, of course, I recognize
the Allies insignia,

which appears to be useful.

Sorry.

I'd like to say on
behalf of the whole staff

that you are extremely
welcome here, sir.

Thank you.

Are you staying here
at the hotel?

No, I'm living nextdoor
on Burleight Street.

Since I don't have egg
coupons, I have to eat here.

I don't have egg
coupons either.

I just arrived from Sweden.

I don't know anybody here yet.

I would love to invite
you for breakfast

but, unfortunately, I
have to leave England.

Prime Minister?

I was not expecting you.

You are leaving?

Yes.

For Scotland.

For parachute training.

Then I'll jump back
to the country.

We have to go, follow me.

But I...

And I'm urging you,
don't speak of it.

Not to anyone.

Even if they threaten
to carve you up.

It's a government secret.

Not a word to anyone.

The English are not happy.

You're pushing too hard.

Obviously not hard enough.

For six months I've tried
to get to Churchill.

Do you know that, as a Pole, I
have no chance for a meeting?

It would be a different story
if I were a Soviet courier.

That's just how it is.

Only the Germans give him
more problems than we do.

Gentlemen, follow me.

The Prime Minister will
see you in 15 minutes.

You can take 12
minutes of his time.

How did you pull that off?

I am the Polish
Prime Minister.

Theoretically, it makes me
someone of equal standing.

Still, he's meeting us
in a stranger's house.

Can I help you, sir?

No, thank you.

On my way to my unit,
thought I'd take a break.

Papers, please.

Is something wrong?

I'm an officer in the
US Forces, I...

All right, I got my
papers right here.

Here, I'll get them.

Two hands.

Donnerstag means Thursday.

You're clever.

Mr.
Prime Minister.

Winston.

Allow me to introduce you
to Lieutenant Jan Nowak.

Straight from Warsaw.

Nowak.

Ha, so you have miraculously
got out of Warsaw

and now you wish to return.

What sort of courier
would I be, Prime Minister,

if I only travel one way?

Please tell those in
Warsaw that we are

and forever will be
friends of your country

but it is now part of
the Soviet War theater

and as such, no military
action is possible

without the Soviet Consent.

Prime Minister, this
not about a territory

of postwar Poland being moved
a bit to east or to the west.

The Soviets want to turn
Poland into the 17th Republic.

This is about the freedom
of my country.

A country for which the
government of His Majesty

under the leadership of Prime
Minister Neville Chamberlain...

Nowak!

I will not send the RAF
or the Sosabowski Brigade

into Warsaw!

You must get your armies
in the country

to forget about this uprising

and await the Soviets.

We will spend the next
decade under Soviet occupation.

Not necessarily.

I want to offer Stalin
a proposition.

Only Bór, back in Poland,
can help me.

Here in London, we're powerless.

Bór has to understand that

and get me the
leverage over Stalin.

The leverage?

A fight.

An open battle on the streets
with the Germans for Warsaw.

This is suicide.

Didn't you understand what
Churchill said?

We will not...

It's not your decision.

Your task is to convince Bór
to start an uprising of his own

without the Commander and Chief,

regardless of the views of Mr.
Churchill.

Is that clear?

Yes, Prime Minister.

Now fly off to your training.

Return to Warsaw as
soon as you can.

Ready!

Come on, Lieutenant!

Is this your first jump?

No, it's my third!

Hopefully not the last.

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Lieuten, Lieutenant!

Keep your arms on your straps!

Lieutenant, are you okay?

I think I...

I broke my arm.

They won't let you jump again.

Not until the end of the war.

Obersturmbannführer!

You're back?

You could say so.

Himmler sent me.

I'll be using your office.

Our London agent
has sent it by diplomatic post,

through Madrid.

Very nice.
Bold lines.

But why didn't he just take a picture?

A handsome young man.

A fairly Aryan type.

Why are we looking at this?

This handsome young man
is lieutenant Jan Kwiatkowski.

Six months ago,

he got to London through Stockholm

using the organization "Załoga."

- That informant of yours...
- Jarach.

Jarach reports

they have already smuggled

a few others to the UK.

Why is this one special?

They smuggled Kwiatkowski twice.

- In the same direction.
- A courier...

Well, well...

Who did he meet with in London?

Mikołajczyk, Anthony Eden
and Churchill.

Yes, Sir Winston Churchill.

So who is he meeting in Warsaw?

- Witze?
- Bór.

Gentlemen.

The Oberführer has sent me here
to find the commander of the Home Army.

Before the Russians take over Warsaw

and the commanders
fall right into their hands.

They are taking over Warsaw?

Sturmbannführer.

You are an SD officer.

Don't get your intel
from the minister's radio speeches.

This Kwiatkowski...

If God really is on our side,

we can turn this war around.

Judy!

Come along.

Don't just doddle.

Bye, darling.

The Prime Minister
wants to see you.

Get in.

What have you done
to yourself?

It's nothing.

It's mending fast.

But I can't jump.

I'll have to go back as I
came, through Stockholm.

And how long will that take?

This morning the Allies
landed in Normandy.

Now it's crucial to forge
a relationship

with the Soviet administration
and you break your arm?

What relationship?

They will invade us
and you know it.

I don't care how you do it.

Get to Bór immediately.

Yes, Reichsführer.

Kwiatkowski is our best chance
of getting to Bór.

Yes sir.

Well said, sir.

"A simple courier
can be the messenger of Gods."

Hail Hitler.

What an idiot.

Warsaw...

Wait.

Careful!

Call an ambulance.

Up you go.

I think it might
have been American.

Oh dear.

You should be more careful,
Lieutenant.

We do drive on the left.

Here, it wasn't the
officer's fault.

It was that bloody
Yankee behind the wheel.

Oh dear.

That's idiotic.

Excuse me?

Does a German spy
look like that?

I never met one.

Have you?

The Commander's away.

General Tatar will see you.

Follow me.

General, I'm here to
see the Commander.

Haven't you heard, boy?

The Commander is away.

For a few months,
what do you want?

I've got urgent orders
to return to Warsaw.

I'd love to help you
out but I've got bad news.

Gestapo destroyed Zaoga.

The Stockholm and Gdynia
way is closed.

It's a mess.

Is that all?

General, I've heard of an
airlift from Brindisi to Tarnów.

There is an air lift.

For high officials and
crucial deliveries.

For V-2 rockets falling on
London, and not for you, boy!

May I remind you, General,
that you...

No, you may not!

I'm in charge here.

You're not that important.

I won't stop you.

Sail to Brindisi
whenever you want.

Just like everyone else.

On a boat, through the sea.

Flowers!

Fresh flowers!

Tulips, carnations!

Come get fresh flowers!

Good morning.

Papers, please.

Mission accomplished, General.

I'll walk my niece back.

Thank you, officer cadet.

We have women in the army now.

We'll get children
if we have to.

How was the jump?

Uneventful but the
feeling was intense.

- It's intense.
- I was just saying

that the courier from London
broke his arm during a training jump.

What an idiot.

- I'm 46 and I'm fine.
- He's not a parachutist.

But that won't stop him.

Nothing can.

He'll get to Warsaw,
even if he has to swim.

Not before the
Soviets invade us.

We have to wait.

We can't start
without the British support.

Comrade
Stalin's Red Army

is pushing the front line
West, shattering enemy forces.

Bravo!

Under the
weight of steel and fire,

spewing out of thousands
of canons and rockets...

- Excuse me.
- German forces

are in disarray.

Would you mind
changing places?

Not at all.

Thank you.

Fear and
terror are spreading wide.

Many divisions have been broken
up or entirely annihilated.

Great numbers of Germans
are surrendering.

It's you.

What a coincidence.

It's not a coincidence.

I've seen you walk
into the cinema.

You said you were leaving.

To protect
the English sky.

Oh.

I believe I owe you breakfast.

Did you finally get
the coupons?

The new
commander has decorated

the Allied pilots with the
highest battle distinctions

and next Tuesday Lady
Jane is throwing a ball

in their honor.

I'm sorry, I have a
better idea.

Let's go to a ball.

Are you serious, Lieutenant?

Be my guest.

Excuse me for a moment.

Who is that?

I'll be right back.

General, Lieutenant Jan Nowak,

Home Army courier from Warsaw.

Yes, I've heard of you.

I'm surprised you're still here.

Tell me, aren't they
waiting for you?

General Tartar refuses
to fly me to Brindisi.

He told me to take a boat.

And before I leave I need
to speak to you.

You're ignoring the chain
of command, Lieutenant.

That's right, Major, I am.

And so Tartar is refusing,
why?

I don't know, General, he
just said I am in charge.

Interesting.

But I can't help you.

I'm flying to Italy for an
inspection of the troops.

Good luck.

Mikoajczyk ordered me
to convince Bór

to ignore London and fight!

I'm sorry, my dear,
forgive me.

I need to talk to
the lieutenant.

I'm entrusting my wife to you,
Major.

Yes, sir.

Let's go somewhere quiet.

That's absurd.

Did he say that?

We cannot let that happen.

In the current
military situation,

it'd be political suicide,
a crime.

Perhaps Winston has
lost some of his friends.

Fly immediately to Warsaw

and stop Bór from the
madness of Mikoajczyk

and his like.

Yes, sir, of course.

Do not engage with the Germans.

Keep our beloved nation alive.

We must retreat west.

I'll take you to
Brindisi with me.

Then you'll be on your own.

And remind Tartar that
I am in charge here.

I'm not sure if women
are allowed in here.

Once again, we met too late.

I have to leave right away.

Perhaps we'll meet
again someday.

Somewhere in a far away city,

there's a beautiful church,
where in front of it,

Jesus carrying the Holy
Cross on his back,

seem to be showing the
way to the people.

Anyway, I'll be there

praying that we meet
again after the war.

Praying?

Yes.

Sometimes I wish you
were a damn Yankee.

Burleight Street 21B,
apartment 5.

Oh, she's here.

Surprised?

Should I be?

I am, to be honest.

Well I hope it won't
stop you from coming in.

Now that I'm here,
nothing can stop me.

Good evening, miss.

Lieutenant, we need to
talk, and it's urgent.

Of course, I was just leaving.

Goodbye.

See you soon.

Come in, major.

There are microfilms in
the handle of the brush.

Get them to Bór.

Guard them with your life.

If something happens,
destroy them first.

Save yourself later.

Yes, sir.

Did I scare you?

- Morning.
- Get in, we'll talk.

There are RAF parachutists
appearing in the General Governorate.

They even landed a British plane.

Near Tarnów.

Get a plane to Bremerhaven
for our London agent.

When the U-Boot arrives,
it should bring the agent here.

- To Warsaw.
- To Warsaw?

The agent is following Kwiatkowski.

When he lands in Poland,
the agent should be here too.

Fuck...

Now I have to go to Poland.

Good evening, Lieutenant.

What's up, guys?

Drive away,
Lieutenant, you cannot be here.

Right now?

Yes, Lieutenant.

Right now.

Bloody Yankees.

This is
Radio Berlin.

Here is the latest news.

Yesterday, a pack of traitors,
bloodthirsty militants

and Prussian Barons
made a cowardly attempt

to assassinate our
beloved Führer.

We are pleased to report
that the plot failed.

Do you have a light?

There you go.

Hundred of Germans are
fleeing Warsaw.

Meet me at the
Poniatowski bridge.

Our glorious
Thousand Year Reich continues!

Hail Hitler!

Lieutenant, follow me.

The attack on Hitler
might be used as a pretext

for the uprising of Warsaw.

We have to stop them.

Yes, sir.

We have to stop them.

Lieutenant Nowak, Major.

Here are my papers.

I'm requesting to be
put on the list

for air lift to
Poland immediately.

Come in everyday and
ask at 5 a.m. and 5 p.m.

if there's a flight that day.

How long will it take?

Could be 24 hours,
could be 24 days.

You'll just have to be patient.

I need to go now.

Even in 24 hours it
could be too late.

Do you see what's
going on here?

I need to get to Poland.

I understand what
you're saying

but this is war, Lieutenant!

Don't you see, real war!

I wish mine was not
real but it is.

Everyone has their own war,
Lieutenant.

Unfortunately for you,

the rest of the world
doesn't care about yours.

Come back every day and ask.

How heroic.

They herd them like shepherds.

Stolen animals.

The city will explode.

People won't let them
steal and leave.

Attack now before
they can react.

We can't.

The Russians are too far away.

We have to fight
before they come in.

We can't win alone.

We need English support.

And we still don't
know anything.

So where's that
bloody courier?

Don't you have your
own lodgings, Lieutenant?

I don't need lodgings.

I won't leave until you sign
me up for a flight to Poland.

You know, this
looks a lot like

insubordination in
wartime or even rebellion.

You do know I organize thousands
of flights with provisions

for partisans in France,
Yugoslavia and Greece.

Once more, there's a
second front in France!

And a first front in Poland,
Major.

Yes, well, that's the
Soviet's war.

I have no say in that.

Can I tell you a secret?

But don't tell anybody

even if they chopped you
up into pieces.

Right now, in this one
single moment

in the whole five years of
the bloody war,

in this one fleeting
moment, which will soon pass

and you'll be left
entirely powerless again,

in this very moment right here,
right now,

for just one minute,

the future of Poland
depends on you and me.

Throw in anything
connected to England.

Cigarettes, matches,
old tickets,

passes, cans, documents,
pistols.

I got rid of everything
before we boarded the plane.

Check again, please.

Have you ripped off
labels from your clothes?

I sewed it out.

Do you have a personal weapon?

No, I did not collect it.

Just in case.

More wood, here it comes.

Prepare for landing.

Don't go out at night.

There are partisans there!

Shut up, woman!

They've already
warned you once!

Shut up!

Or I'll lose it!

They killed Staszek!

Isn't that enough?

Shut up!

Go!

Can you hear that?

A two-engine Dakota.
I don't think they'll be bombing us.

How many men have you got?

They're mechanics.

The landing site

is guarded by a hundred partisans.

I'm not sending 12 mechanics there.

This is a mutiny!

But it's not foolery.

Call the SS from Tarnów, and we'll go.

Okay, that's
close enough.

Are they gonna make it?

Hey!

My hat!

- Careful with him.
- My shoe!

Come on!

- What's going on?
- Go, go, go!

Hold on!

- Faster!
- Get the stretcher!

Boss!

There you go.

They thought it was mine.

Hurry!

And the hat?

All clear!

Ready to go, Skipper.

It's so loud!

What about the Germans?

The SS barracks are in Tarnów.

It's an hour before
they get here.

Push it out!

Dig under the wheels!

There's no shovels!

Use something else!

No shovels.

No, the other plane
was just fine.

The ground's soggy.

Let's go, they'll hear us.

If the plane was grounded,
wagons will take the cargo.

You have to wait.

We can use this.

It's stuck, it's
impossible without shovels.

Tear off the boards.

Dig with them, put them
under the wheels.

Come with me, I need to
talk to the pilot.

Captain, can you hear me?

There are no shovels
to dig you out.

Can you take off before dawn?

Ask him.

Captain, we don't have...

Wait a minute!

He's asking, can we fly
in these conditions?

No, we have to take
everything out of the plane

and burn it.

He says it's impossible.

Take it all out, we'll
burn the plan.

Burn?

Burn the plan?

We won't let that happen.

What will you do?

Claw it
out of the ground.

It's no good.

How many are now keeping watch?

15.

Get them all here.

Get the boards!

The rest, keep pushing!

Move it!
Hurry!

Push it!

Look at that, it's moving!

We're nearly there!

Jesus...

They're flying in
broad daylight.

The S.S. will be here soon.

Let's go.

Attention!

At ease.

Another plane is
coming in a week.

We can't say exactly when.

This is for our protection.

Take them to your
mother's for safety.

Yes, sir.

Take cover!

What's going on?

Sniper!

Search the forest!

Where do you think you're going?

Kazek, get them out of here.

First the son, now the father.

When will this bloody war end?

Why are you still here?

You have a more important job to do.

If they stop us,
we won't talk our way out of this.

How old was he?

19.

Germans don't scare me but
Stolarska does.

She wouldn't let him
come to the forest with us.

Locked him in the house.

What a world.

Grab him.

Fast.

Move it.

I won't ask again.

There's still smoke.

It got stuck, they had to dig it out.

I'll notify the Luftwaffe.

Search all houses, stations and roads.

For whom?

This man.

You go to the station.

- I'll check the houses.
- Yes, sir!

The Krauts won't go
out at night.

That's how strong we are.

Come on, come on.

When the Russians come,
they'll be done for.

Right.

And so will we.

Who's going to Cracow?

We are.

Get them on the wagon and go.

How's Stolarska?

Her oldest died in Auschwitz,

and now the youngest.

Good luck.

Wipe the blood off the wagon.

Or you'll be done for.

We'll bike to Sotwina.

Is it far?

About 20 kilometers.

We have two hours, it's enough.

Are you coming?

Can we take a wagon?

We don't have one.

So let's swap with them.

They've already left,
there's no time.

I have to get to Sotwina
and check the station first.

So come on.

What's the problem?

We'll take a bike on
the wagon for you.

We don't have a wagon.

What is it?

Nothing.

So?

I can't do it.

Why?

You wouldn't need that hand.

I can't ride a bike.

What?

Everyone can.

Everyone can but I can't.

Good!
Hold it.

Turn!
Keep going!

Stop.
Try again.

Try again.

Keep going.

Keep the handle straight!
Go!

We're screwed.

A parachutist who
can't ride a bike.

I'm not a parachutist.

We won't get there in time.

Get the wagon loaded.

Take some chickens and
eggs, we're going to market.

God bless you, Stolarska.

- It's your lucky day.
- Germans, they're coming!

Hide in the attic.

Go get the kid!

Lift him up.

Tell her to stop.

Stolarska, stop swiping.

Where are her husband and sons?
With the bandits?

The husband died back in 1939.

The eldest was arrested.

Only the youngest is left.
In the forest.

He's probably dead.

Where is he?

Where is your youngest son, Stolarska?

Answer him.

That's SS.

Not some village guards.

Did she see any strangers?

Have you seen any strangers

around the house today?

Tell her to answer.

What are you doing? Witze?

Tell him!

Even if you haven't seen them.

Why did she cry?

Why did you cry?

Burn it down...

- Don't!
- You only live once.

You can't help her now.
Don't you have a mission to complete?

Officer...

All these goods...

We're not thieves.

To the station.

Are you coming, lieutenant?

Get the horses!

And the wagon or they'll burn!

The two of us going
to the market.

Come on, is that it?

We are making fools
of ourselves.

We need another story.

Something more believable...

Papers?

Going to the market?

Yes.

I can tell by the hens.

The Germans called the station.

They're looking for a
parachutist.

Blond, medium build, about 35.

Just like you.

But we are just traders.

Traders?

Then you must be going
to the market.

Stop fooling me.

You were supposed to
come with Wodek.

Three men on bikes,
not two men on a wagon.

How do I recognize you?

And I'm standing here
wondering if it's you.

Here's the third one.

Ah.

Here are your tickets.

Better you stay out of
the building.

A few travelers, no Germans.

They're looking for
a blonde man

who's 35 years old.

All right.

Put your hat on.

I've lost it.

Good luck.

Medical transports keep coming.
We're lucky we're just 30 minutes late.

The Russians are crushing them.
Few come back alive.

The train is 45 minutes late.

Don't get so worked up.

The Germans haven't been
here for a week.

They're late.

They'll call the
station in Pode.

The gendarmes will
halt us there.

They're after me.

There's a sharp turn in
six or seven kilometers.

You can jump.

No, I must get to Warsaw.

You won't get to Warsaw.

The Gestapo will
catch you first.

That's up to you.

Do not leave the train!

Stay inside!
Don't leave the train!

Control!
Nobody leaves the train.

Come in.

Follow me.

Papers! Take the hat off!

Papers!

Take the hat off!

Papers!

Take the hat off!

Take the hat off!

Papers!

Papers!

Papers!

Take the hat off!

You can go now.

Report to us if you see him.

Mr. Janicki.

Tell everyone they can
leave the train now.

You can leave the train now!

We depart in a minute!

A Volksdeutsch, but a good man.

Will we get to Warsaw
before curfew?

We should.

What kind of a
conductor asks a passenger that?

A wartime conductor, ma'am.

All onboard!

The train is leaving!

You!

Stop!

Get help.

Attention!

Fire!

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me

We can take the city garrison.

Maybe.

The Goering division
parachutists

came to yrardów yesterday.

Without Sosabowski we
don't stand a chance.

What about the courier?

Any news?

A plane from Brindisi
landed last night.

But Tatar's wire only
mentioned Wolski

and two men from Cracow.

The courier is not
in the flight manifest.

Between the
hours of 9 p.m. and 6 a.m.

- a strict curfew is in force.
- Wolski.

It's after curfew.

We could use a quiet night.

I need a day.

Him.

And him.

You! Papers.
Open the suitcase.

You two!

Papers.
Open the suitcases.

Anything else?

Nope.

Are you sure?

Urgent!

Urgency!

In here!

Lord...
The wounded that didn't make it.

It's about the
English lessons.

Come in.

Take a seat.

Give me an hour or so.

It's urgent.

Look, I know nothing
about any of it.

They told me to get the
girl so I'll go get her.

They said you should wait

but if you want to leave, go.

I wouldn't mind it at all.

Especially with that
deathly smell.

Stand down.

They want 100,000
men for digging?

They're taking our army!

We must act!

I've called the W Hour
for tomorrow at 5 p.m.

Lord, it's begun.

What have you done?

We can't let the
Germans get us first!

Right!

Now's not the time.

You know it never is.

We choose the moment.

Call it off now!

General.

We mobilized 40
thousand soldiers.

It cannot be stopped.
They're getting weapons.

Colonel Monter,
withdraw the order.

Yes, sir.

He came on the night train from Cracow.

Dammit!
You had him, Witze!

Another mistake
and this operation won't end well.

Yes, Obersturmbannführer.

They want to kill us all.

They've been preparing for that
for years.

They're plotting, scheming.

They have
the biggest underground army in Europe.

Now the time has come.
Soon. Maybe even today...

Himmler ordered me

to get to Bór and convince him
that his true enemies are the Soviets.

And we...
We're just a lesser evil.

Poles would gladly kill us and the Soviets alike.

Do we anyone who has seen Kwiatkowski?

Just Jarach.

Others were lost
in the Gestapo in Gdynia.

One more thing.

Our English agent arrived from London.

I'll be damned!

That's them.

Good morning.

I came for Mr. Wolski.

That's me.

What about me?

I know nothing about you.

What do you mean?

They didn't tell you
I was coming?

That's what I said.

General Tatar didn't...

I'm Lieutenant Jan Nowak.

I must see the
commanders immediately!

I've never heard of you.

Goddamn it.
These are extraordinary

circumstances, for
goodness sake.

Don't you understand?

What the hell is this nonsense?

Excuse me, sir, but do
you really think

I take any old Tom, Dick or
Harry off to see the Commander?

Let's go, Mr. Wolski.

I have information of
great national importance.

The commanders have been
waiting for weeks now.

If it was that important,
they would've told me.

There's nothing I can do.

Are you coming, Mr. Wolski?

What about him?

He can't stay here.

All I had to do was come and
get you and someone showed up.

Now you're saying you
don't know who he is?

Well I know even less.

He seems too pushy.

I don't like it at all.

Insisting that he see
the commanders.

It's not right.

I swear I'll punch
you in the face.

Who do you think you are

coming in here when
nobody knows you?

You could be anyone, a
chancer or worse.

Easy, calm down.

I'll break the rules, so be it.

And you, keep your mouth shut.

We flew in together from London.

I saw him there with
the Commander.

I can't tell you
what his task is

but it must be important.

We simply can't leave
him here with this man.

Good.

All I wanted to hear.

All right, come with us but
I can't make any promises.

You'll be staying with my
sister, Kasia.

I wasn't on the manifest

because I flew to Brindisi
without Tatar's consent.

Quiet.

You're not in London.

I'll try to help.

I'm sorry but there's no time

and I keep waiting and waiting

for the cast, the weather, my
recovery, permission, orders.

For goodness sake, would
you please keep it down?

They can start the
uprising without you.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Obersturmbannführer Steiger,
Sturmbannführer Witze.

You've sent a cargo plane for me.

It's you?
What a surprise!

How was your journey?

The stinking U-Boot
or the freezing cargo plane?

What am I doing here?

I don't even speak Polish.

I don't want to be rude,
but I was to be relocated to Germany.

I'm facing a death sentence here.

It's about the Polish officer
you met in London.

We know that Kwiatkowski is in Warsaw.

Am I supposed to wander around the city
looking for the lieutenant?

Is that your plan?

Jarach knows

where Kwiatkowski went in 1943.

He'll be helping me?

We had the courier,
but he slipped away.

He knows he is our number one target.

You're our only hope, Miss Doris.

I have a plan.

I'll start by looking for a church.

Think about it.

Half a million soldiers

we can arm to the teeth!

They would be
a perfect whip for the Russians.

Poles hate them!

They did hate them more than us.

But that was in 1939.

I'm afraid it's too late now.

Heinrich Himmler disagrees.
I don't think we should question him.

Leave the rest to me.

Let's call someone
and talk to them,

from the organization.

The phones might be tapped.

I'll find my old contact.

Wait for Marysia.

I can't just sit around here.

I won't be long, a
couple of hours.

I'm going.

Take care.

Hey!

Watch where you're going!

Stop!

Papers, please!

The control's over.

- Move along.
- We're on duty.

So are we.

Thank you.
Everything's in order.

Don't worry.

We'll keep an eye on them.

Thank you.

Thank God you're here.

I was looking for a contact
but I need your help.

I checked again.

We got no word from London
that you're coming.

To be honest, I don't
know what to do with you.

Just get me to Bór,
it's plain and simple.

You know his address?

Because I don't.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

I'm afraid it's not
that simple.

It takes time.

The uprising is coming.

When it starts, it'll
be too late.

Not just for me but
for everyone.

I'll try to help you.

But listen, I have to warn you.

It's not going to be easy.

He is very insistent.

But he seems honest.

Lieutenant Wolski saw
him in London,

talking to the Commander.

At some ball.

I don't know.

The arrest warrant looks authentic.

He did not fly in from London.
According to the manifesto,

he wasn't on the plane.

Nobody knows him.

He wants to talk to Bór.

It seems shady.
What do you think?

Forging a warrant is not that hard.

Is his arm in a cast?

What?

No.

It's not.

Let Lutek take care of him.
Just in case.

Without a trial?

We're at war.

Maybe he's a loony.

Maybe he's not.

We have to protect Bór.

Okay everyone, listen up.

I'll read it to you.

It says, "I regret to inform you

"that the home army commander

"followed the footsteps
of his predecessors

"and has left us in our
time of need."

They've run away like in '39.

I wonder where to?

To Madagascar.

Don't you see?

It's just Bolshevik propaganda!

How do you know?

I just do

Did you see them?

You're in for a bullet
in the head, sir.

Don't you threaten me.

Moscow says that we should
unite against the Krauts.

Am I a Bolshevik for wanting
to kick German asses?

I lost two sons at Pawiak!

Take your hands off me!

Get off!

We know they're in Warsaw!

Get going!

Jellied pork and vodka.

What do you think
you're doing?

Nothing, I just need a drink.

But I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Tomorrow, 11 a.m., carriage 27,
Plac Unii.

Will I meet him or
just get the chop?

One guy's already following me.

Stop drinking.

Good luck.

Do you have a gun?

This way, please.

- Should I come back tomorrow?
- No.

Good morning.

- The telephone?
- In the back.

There's a lot to do, Kasia.

They'll be here
tomorrow afternoon.

You'll hear a knock on the door.

Where have you been,
for God sake?

We have to go now!

Did it work?

I have no idea, I'll
just talk you there.

He's here.

12 Krasińskich street.
I can wait here, but for how long?

Hurry.

Stop!

Germans! Run!

Do you
believe in dreams?

Good luck.

Do you have a gun?

This way, please.

Lieutenant Jan Nowak,
reporting to the general.

Any orders from
the Commander in Chief?

General Sosnkowski
recommends avoiding the Soviets

and retreating west.

If we can take hold of
another city, we could then...

Yes, we know all
about it from the wires.

When did you see him?

July 16th in Brindisi.

Two weeks ago?

Since then, the Soviets
reached Praga.

Do you know anything we don't?

Top-secret microfilms
are hidden in the handle.

Thank you.

Have a seat.

In Moscow and Tehran, it was
decided that occupation zones

won't be created based
on the final front line.

It means that Poland will
fall under the Soviet rule

and the presence of western
Allies is out of the question.

The Soviets can introduce
their administration here.

The Allies won't oppose it.

They entered the war for us,

and now they sell us
to the Soviets.

Unbelievable.

I have a question.

If we fight for Warsaw,

can we count on weapon drops,

the help of Sosabowski's brigade,
and Polish RAF divisions

bombing German positions?

No.

We don't have

or our own parachute brigade.

The English control it.

It'll go to the Western Front.

Polish divisions are a part of RAF.
They're not autonomous.

Warsaw is too far away
from the Western Front

to be of interest to the Allies.

If we want military help,

we have to ask the Soviets.

It's their territory.

Why not the Eskimos?

What do you think?

Do the Allies understand
what's going on here?

You are overestimating
their support.

If Operation Tempest,

the uprising in Warsaw,

was designed as a
political demonstration,

it'll have no effect on
the Allies' position.

None!

As for the public,

it'll literally be a
tempest in a teapot.

German units are
interfering with the bridges.

They'll probably blow them up.

Thank you.

Keep me informed.

Let's eat.

Move it!

Out!

Faster!

I have no doubts
as to our fate

after the Russians march in.

I'd rather face the worst,

than give everything up
without a fight.

We have to fulfill our
duty to the very end.

How about you, Lieutenant?

What's your take on that?

We have to fight.

We have to fight, hope
the Soviets will help us

and we'll win.

If they fail us, and the
Germans are too strong,

we will die honorably.

If we lose,

there's nothing left for us to do.

Your opinion goes
against the orders.

I gave you the
Commander's orders.

But as to my opinion...

I've been traveling
across Poland

and I know we're doomed
without the Allies.

But I also know there's
nothing else we can do.

I can see it.

If we fight, our fate
isn't certain.

But giving up...

By giving up for the
first time in our history,

we'll do to ourselves
what the Germans couldn't,

and the Soviets probably won't

break the spirit of this nation.

We won't lose, we'll give up
and we'll keep giving up until

a total, brutal Sovietization.

We'll pay for it dearly,

for the benefit of
future generations.

Let us light this torch.

It's a pyre, General.

A pyre.

What is it?

There's in a raid on
12 Krasiskiego street.

We have to evacuate.

You'll tell me the
rest tomorrow.

You have to stay with
us at Grottgera street.

We need to wait.

Most of them left an hour ago.

Men in their 40s...

Kwiatkowski?

We can get him and another contact...

Or...

Help me, please!

You?

I don't know the city!

Take the stairs!

Turn left.

Left.

First door on your left.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

The only reason, for you
to be in Warsaw right now,

is that you are an MI6 agent.

You know very well that
I cannot confirm that.

What a crazy coincidence.

If it weren't for the raid,
we would've missed each other.

Do you have a gun?

No.

Papers?

My Swedish passport.

Easy.

The W Hour begins
tomorrow at 5 p.m.

Well meet here.

I'm sorry about your sister.

We can rescue her.

Perhaps.

I'll go inform the others.

Wait a moment, it's about
my friend from London.

Do you know what this means?

Now?

I do.
There's no other way.

It was just my contact.

Was it important?

The commanders of the home
army are meeting here tomorrow.

Emergency relocation.

I'll prepare a bed for you.

I can't stay here.

Oh, you have to.

It's five minutes to curfew.

The owner went off to
the country.

She was afraid fights will
break out in the city.

I'll find something for you.

Just give me a minute.

There will be fights
breaking out?

I'm at Grottgera street.

Home Army will be here tomorrow at 5 PM.

You're not afraid?

Of what, the uprising?

Yes.

I'm only afraid of the
random things.

I can accept the
inevitable without fear.

In London, I thought the
Allies would do our job for us

but nobody will.

We have to do everything
that concerns us,

Poles, on our own.

I really have to go.

I have a gramophone.

We went to the ball in London.

Never got the chance to dance.

Just one dance and I'm off.

Follow her.

How?
On an empty street?

Move, you Polish swine!

- It's five minutes to curfew.
- I'm not going far.

Let's go in.

You know what, I was thinking.

There might be another reason
for you to be in Warsaw.

You are Gestapo agent.

They'll come for you
in the morning.

You have to sleep somewhere,
so...

Now what?

We'll shoot each other?

My men are coming.

You can't escape.

Even if you shoot me.

But you won't, will you?

You've never shot anyone.

But there's another way.

My boss wants to talk to Bór.

You could help us, and yourself.

Your people are gone.

You'll go with them.

What a shame.

Once again we meet in vain.

You could help me.

I just did.

That's him.
It's Kwiatkowski.

- I didn't think he would stay.
- Why?

Doris is gone.

So are four of our guards.

If Bór doesn't arrive by 5 PM,

we'll take Kwiatkowski down.

Maybe Doris is there.

Yes, sir.

The time has come.

August 1, 1944.

It's Tuesday, 5 p.m.

It's time.

We're coming in.

Over here!

Look out! Look out!

Clear the streets, take cover!

Follow me! Follow me!

An uprising...

Go, take cover!

They're retreating!

Follow me!

Keep going!

Keep pushing!

Oh God!

O Christmas Tree

Come on!

Onward we fight!

Let's go!

Follow me!

In loving memory
of Jan Nowak-Jeziorański.

The courier from Warsaw
whose life goal was the freedom of Poland.

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