All language subtitles for A.French.Village.S03E09.FRENCH.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Take your time, Monsieur Gallien.

The youngest one.

The one who's smoking. It's him that fired.

I've never seen the other one.

They'll escort you out Monsieur Gallien.
Thank you very much.

The rear exit ?

We've two guys there.

I can't spot her.
Not sure she's involved in any case.

Monsieur le Sous-Préfet is here.

Thank you.

I hope they'll lead us to Larcher.

Are you going to inform the Boches ?

You're joking !

Monsieur le Sous-Préfet.

They tell me you have one of them.

Yes, the shooter.

Bravo !
What are you waiting for, to arrest him ?

He leads us to Larcher, or Larcher comes here.
It's as simple as that.

Excuse me, but the accomplice has set off.

Good, you two follow him... discretely.
I prefer you lose him, rather than he spot you.

Understood ?

You're sure the shooter is still there ?

Yes.

How's it going ?

There's no other way out ?

We've got them all covered.

All this is useless to me if I can't
announce his arrest to Besançon and Paris,

But if we arrest him you're going
to have to tell the Germans.

Obviously.

They'll take him from us and
cut him into little bits...

...and we won't get to arrest Larcher.

For me, there needs to be an arrest now.

I can give you 5 or 6 hours
before I tell the Germans. No more !

Loriot, get going.

But be careful, he's definitely armed.

Go on.

It's fantastic to have found the shooter.

Fantastic !

When I tell Kollwitz, he'll be green.

Yes, for sure.

Madame phoned, she's going
to come by this afternoon.

Thank you, Sarah.

Come on, hurry,
You're going to be late for school.

Uncle ?

The Germans killed the Grandad
of one of my school friends, André, yesterday.

They shot him although he did nothing.

Why did they do that ?

It's the war, Gustave.

But you said the war was over.

Well, I was wrong.

Sometimes adults get things wrong.

Especially during wars.

Go on, finish your coffee.

Papa said we're always at war.

Was he right then ?

Yes...

...and no.

Why doesn't Papa call me from Switzerland ?

It's difficult to phone from Switzerland, you know.

But we'll have news soon.

Docteur, I've no more money for shopping...

...it seems there are potatoes at Ludovic's.

In the second drawer, there.

Would you like mashed?

Yes.

I suppose you wonder how we found you ?

No.
But yes !

If I were in your place I'd like to know.

You're not in my place.

It's a place that will get you
a dozen bullets in your hide one day.

A little respect please.

Don't talk of things you know nothing about.

You know you were betrayed.

By one of your Comrades.

So, what I'll do. You tell me where Larcher
is, and I'll tell you who it was. Agreed ?

I wonder what you'll say to the judge
when it's your turn.

Except, unfortunately for you,
you've no chance of knowing.

Because it's over for you. I'm not going
to lie to you, to kill an officer...

...at best it's the firing squad for you.

But hey, you're not alone.

There's the hostages as well.

Yesterday they shot 10.

There's still at least 20.

So if we don't find Larcher they're all at risk,
because the Boches want to make an example.

And that's a shame, because
I'm sure you know where he is.

So, it's up to you whether Larcher's
life is worth 20 Comrades...

I have their photos here.
Do you want to see them ?

I pity you, you know.

I often ask myself, guys like you,
what are they running after...

It's not money...

...it's not honour...

...it's not justice...

...what is it ?

Tell us where Larcher is please.

The power... ?

The power to interrogate and punch
a man tied to a chair ?

I'm losing my patience,
tell me where Larcher is.

Larcher ?
The Mayor ?

He must be in the Mairie, I suppose.

You've used me in a disgusting fashion.

You're exaggerating.

Do you realise what would've happened if we'd
been caught at the Line with these stencils ?

But you weren't caught.

So what were you thinking of ?

And what is this circus ?

Leaflets, an underground paper ?

It's infantile.

What do we do now ?

You do nothing.

You forget what you saw and life goes on.

Because you think I'll keep it all to myself ?

I'm certain of it.

If I sink, you sink Raymond. And Marie
Germain will find herself unemployed.

You're really...

You're going to give me a lesson in morals !

You buy me out cheap, with my own money, under
Aryanisation, and then give me a moral lesson ?

Listen, I promised to cede back half your works.

You're very good.

You profit from the
situation, when others are in prison...

...and some even shot.

You really should be aware
of the world in which you live, Raymond.

Are we finished ? I'm late for a meeting.

Two seconds, I have something to do.

Help yourself to a drink.

So ? You're out !

I really believed I was going to die.

For once the family was some use !

They even sent me a Curé, the sods.

What can I do for you ?

Nothing, I'm taking a walk.

It's not allowed ?

It's private property.

Let's say I'm making my own
little investigation.

You still have a relationship with Crémieux ?

Yes, in fact I think there's a misunderstanding.

I have the impression you suspect
Crémieux of having killed your friend ?

Not a bit.

It's impossible because he didn't leave here,
in the afternoon, or the evening...

What ?
I'm telling you he didn't leave in the evening,
so Crémieux couldn't have killed Caberni.

The police told me it happened
in the early evening !

You didn't leave in the evening ?
No.

I thought you wanted to swing him...

Well in fact, I acted buddy-buddy
to put up a front...

...to put it briefly.
In any case, I'm telling you it wasn't him.

Good day.

But how do you get to Switzerland ?
By car.

And if you don't have a car ?

Then by bus !

The bus that goes to Pontarlier near my Granny.
Switzerland is just nearby.

What's in Switzerland ?

Well there's chocolate...
I don't like chocolate.

My father's in Switzerland.

He's travelling for work, but can't
call me because it's too far.

The telephone doesn't go that far.

You know Gustave...

...your father...

He's not travelling.

It was him that shot the Boches the other day.

You'll say anything !

I'm telling you, it's true.
My father said it at dinner yesterday.

My father knows the Boches well,
he works with them.

They tell him everything !
I don't believe you.

Come on, its not worth arguing with him.

He only wants to
show off, that's all.

Do you know where to get
the bus for Pontarlier ?

No, but probably the main Square.

You're not going to go there ?

Why not.

Because Switzerland is big.

You don't even know what town he's in.

I'll find it.

Anyway it's my problem,
so swear to me you'll keep the secret.

I swear it.

Right, at least give me your name.

Your real name.

Désiré Granet.
I didn't hear that.

Désiré Granet.

Granet E T ?

No, no.
My name's René Carrel.

René Carrel. Yes.

What are you playing at ?

He's screwing us around.

Two guys have been shot in Chateaubriand.

That amuses you ?

In any event my name's of no importance.

Well I'm sure your mother
doesn't share that opinion.

My mother ?
Yes.

You know I'm going to know
who you are one day ?

Because we will identify you,
it's just a matter of time...

.. then we'll find your mother...

...I'll go see the Boches,
and tell them she helped the Party...

...perhaps she even participated.

Perhaps she provided the gun, who knows ?

It's happened before.

I'm going to be shot soon, anyway.

They always do that.

Quickly shot.

Yes, except when you're dead,
the same things will happen.

It will change nothing.

I'm going to publish your photo in the
paper, we're going to find your mother...

...we'll give her some heat, and
then hand her over to the Boches.

You won't do that.

You believe not ?

It takes some courage to do that.

While you with your little tie...

.. your smug little air, we can
see right away you're a coward.

Herr Muller.

Thank you for warning me
of his arrest, Marchetti.

Has he said anything ?

Not even his name.

You haven't asked the right questions, Marchetti.

Marcel !

I've only a minute, Yvon hasn't come.
He's been arrested.

Edmond ?
I don't know.

I have a rendez-vous for
my rescue tomorrow.

I'm going to come with you.

No, absolutely not.

There are military checkpoints
everywhere, they have your photo.

Listen. I'm going to see what
Edmond says, and I'll return.

I have to go, or I'll be noticed.

Be careful.

Wait, if Edmond doesn't come
to the rendez-vous tomorrow, what do I do ?

Check you're not followed and come back.

We'll let you know.

Go on Suzanne.

Good day, Monsieur.

Good day.

Is Madame here ?
No, Monsieur.

Get me something to drink, good and strong.

There's a man for you in the drawing room.

A policeman.

Commissaire !
Monsieur Schwartz.

I've got the Caberni case,
are you aware of that ?

No.

Glad to hear it.

And as you're the last person who saw him alive...

I've already told Inspecteur Vernet
everything I know, but...

Sit down, please.

Vernet thinks you're hiding
certain things in this business.

So !

Thank you, Armagnac ?

Do you know who Jérôme Michelet is ?

Not really, no.

You were arrested with him, however.

Ah yes ! The Germans let him go ?

Continue taking me for a fool, if you like !

He went to your factory, today.

I see so many people, you know...

On leaving he went directly
to the Commissariat.

To check Crémieux's schedule
for the day of the murder.

And you let him do that !

He's the Sous-Préfet's nephew.

I can't do much about it.

On the contrary you can do something.

Is it Crémieux who killed Caberni?

It could be.

He was Aryanised, he'd humiliated him.

I know nothing about this murder.

If Michelet kills Crémieux and you know something,
you'll have a death on your conscience.

I'm telling you I know nothing.

And I don't believe you...

...Monsieur Schwartz.

I've done what I could, but clearly
someone of mine called the SD.

Any chance of getting him back ?

Do you see any other means of finding Larcher ?

We can always tail the other one.
He's been identified in the past.

Edmond Lherbier.

He was on the Conseil Général in 1936...

One of my guys arrested him
during a demonstration.

These Bolsheviks, what a pain !

If the Boches could really
get rid of them for us...

Yes.

Otherwise, I have a question for you, Monsieur le Sous-Préfet.

Because since my return to Villeneuve,
I've had wind of a certain rumour several times.

What's that ?

Well...

...the SD guy, there... Heinrich Muller.

They say he's perhaps
having an affair with the Mayor's wife...

...is that possible ?

You know, rumours are one of the
worst of humanity's creations.

Absolutely, yes.

I confess that now I think of it,
I'd like to know if it's true.

Marchetti...

...you know the Police will
become a National body as of next month.

Yes, yes.

You're the ideal candidate to take over
the official direction in Villeneuve...

...don't go and undermine your position
by listening to gossip.

You're right.

Find Larcher, and your appointment is a done deal.

It seems she's crazy about him.

Monsieur le Sous-Préfet.

Excuse me.

Yes.

We hurt you, and then we heal you...

...in order to be able to hurt you again.

The cycle of life.

Good, you've repaired him enough.

Get out.

You're going to talk, you know.

Everyone talks.

It's a question of time...

...and technique.

I want you to give me your name, Monsieur.

The rest... will come on its own.

Your name, that's the minimum of politeness.

Isn't it ?

So that's why you went to a Pharmacy !

I wondered.

I'm sorry... I didn't want to...

Wait for me. I'm coming.

Keep this moron fresh for me.

You know, I'm sometimes obliged to...

You don't have to justify yourself.

Yes... but you're troubled, I sense it.

I've just been called
"the Boche's whore".

My dear.

Who said that ?

Leaving the church...

...I came across a beggar...

...there were people next to him...
waiting for an organ recital...

Madame Servier, always grim...

...the Architect's wife...

...that minx Geneviève Leclerc...

...I greeted them absentmindedly...

The beggar caught my arm...

...he smelled bad...

.. and held out his hand...

I'd forgotten my purse, and I excused myself
for having nothing to give him...

...then he shouted...

...and said...

...almost singing...

"The Boche's whore has no money !"

You should have seen those women.

Their looks, hatred...

It was obvious they thought the same as him.

The Boche's whore.

The Boche's whore.

Darling, this beggar, do you want me to...
No !

Tell me, are you going to win this war ?

I'm going to try, in any case.

I'll leave you.

Joséphine told me a policeman came ?

Yes.

They're re-opening the inquiry
into Caberni's death.

So, how does that concern you !

I was the last one to see him alive.

You're hiding something from me.

What are you looking for ?

There's a glass for you there.

I was at the dry-cleaners today.

Yes.

Old Thomier told me about the
little game with your raincoat.

How you came at closing time...

...how you asked him not to talk
about it to anyone, especially me...

Apparently he failed.

He has a weakness for Joséphine,
you didn't know that ?

He told her everything.

...and she's the same,
she told me everything.

You've taken a mistress again, is that it ?

At least admit it.

That mac you were wearing, the day before
the Fête for the returned prisoners.

I noticed you arrived late at the ceremony.

There must have been who knows
what crap on that mac.

And you wanted it cleaned on the quiet.

Tell me !

I can't take the way you treat me any more.
I can't take it any more.

You want to know why I was late for the
ceremony ? Is that what you want to know ?

It was the day of Caberni's death.

It was me that killed Caberni.

He was blackmailing me, so I put a bullet
in his guts, like this, eye to eye.

I threw his body in the Loue.

There was blood on my mac,
so I went to see Old Thomier...

...and told him I was cutting up game.

OK, I didn't want him to talk...

...because you don't like me poaching...
That's it !

There you are.

And the police suspect me!

But what are you going to do ?

I don't know.

You're not yet in bed ?

You neither, Docteur.

I don't go to bed until 2 in the morning.

I always read very late, mind you.

By candlelight ?

You'll damage your eyes.

I'll install an outlet in your bedroom.

No, no, Monsieur, it's not worth it.

I'm a doctor, I can't let you ruin your eyes.

Good night, Monsieur.

Until tomorrow.

Until tomorrow.

Did he talk ?

No.

His heart failed. He must have
had a cardiac problem.

To torture a man is wretched enough...

But when it's for nothing.

It's strange.

He tricked me.

He refused to say his name, so I insisted.

I hurt him more and more...

To get him to tell me his name.

Even though it was immaterial to me.

It's Larcher I want.

He fought on ground of his own choosing.

He must have known he had a heart problem.

It's probable.

I want him shot anyway.

On a stretcher.

For the Press.

You'll arrange it ?

Yes, as per your orders.

And I advise you to get your
hands on Larcher quickly.

Why are you looking at him like that ?

I would have liked to have known his name.

Wouldn't you ?

Hello.
Hello.

I'm taking the bus at 9 o'clock,
I've found the money.

How ?

That's my business.
You haven't stolen it ?

No.
You shouldn't go, Gustave, it's too dangerous.

I've written a letter for the
Mistress, so no-one will worry.

Will you give it to her ?

No.
I can't let you go alone.

You're not frightened ?

I don't know.

You can't know in advance.

Hello.
Hello.

I'm going with Hélène.
To Switzerland ?

Don't ask. I want you to
give this to the Mistress.

But not right away, not for an hour.

Can I come with you ?

No, someone has to give her my letter.

I'll bring you some chocolate.

I don't want your chocolate.

Docteur.

Excuse me.

Marcel ?

No.

Fifty francs are missing from the purse,
and your brother's photo has gone.

Dear Uncle...

I've gone to find Papa in Switzerland.
Please don't blame Sarah for the money...

...I took it to pay for the bus.

I'll give it back when I've found Papa...

...or when I grow up.

Hélène...

...when I grow up I'll be a great Militant.

A great militant of what ?

I don't know, whatever.

Give me Guyon, or the Head of News.

It's my fault, I should have told him the truth.

I lied to him first, you know.

No, no, you did right.

It was for me to tell him, not you.

Ah, Guyon ! My nephew has disappeared,
he's gone from the house.

He's nine years old. I'd like to place
a search notice in tomorrow's edition.

Yes, tomorrow.

Well sort it out, you only have to
delay the Council minutes !

...for what they're worth, frankly.

Thank you, Guyon.

If Marcel knew of this !

Mesdames and Messieurs, Ausweis check.

What do we do ?

I don't know.

Monsieur, we haven't any papers,
we're going to look for our parents.

Your parents ?

The Mistress wasn't there,
so we're going home.

Where's home ?

In Pontarlier.

A school so far from home !

Come on, get off.

Oh, Monsieur...
Get off.

You need to learn to obey, laddie.

Your bag.

That's a lot of money for children to have.

Oberleutnant... Please !

Wait for me here.

Stop !

Stop or I'll shoot.
Hurry up.

We'll get them again.

Kollwitz just told me the terrorist died.

Thank you.

If he'd talked, they'd have
already arrested Larcher.

How do you get coffee like this nowadays ?

I'm a politician.

Tell me... When you spoke about naming me chief of
the National Police in Villeneuve...

...you were serious ?

Absolutely.

At my age ?

The French State needs youth, the old ones
are too corrupted by the former regime.

Enter !

Monsieur le Sous-Préfet.

Edmond Lherbier has just picked up a girl
on the Square, in the Quartier Saint Roch.

By the description,
I think it's Suzanne Richard.

Well, the wheel turns.

Monsieur le Sous-Préfet...

Please excuse us.
I'll keep you up to date.

Thank you.

So, has anything happened ?

He went to telephone at the Post Office,
two minutes ago.

Do we know who to ?

A number in Villeneuve, we're checking.

Let me see.

It's true, she's cute.

In my opinion she has a thing for Larcher.

What's with you? Do you still have
the hots for her, or what ?

No...

The guy down there on the terrace,
is he one of ours ?

No, negative.

It's weird, I would have thought so,
because he's not acting natural.

Wait, wait, what is this shit ?

Go, go, get going.

Get going, get going.

These idiots have shown themselves !

What are they doing there.
Oh move.

Come on, move.

Come on.

Get back. Go.

Collaboration is wonderful.
Shit !

How do you know which way Switzerland is ?

Because I have a sense of rotation.

A what ?
A sense of rotation.

That's what Papa explained to me.

It means I can always find my way.

When they blindfold me at parties...

...I always know my way.

But you've never been to Switzerland.

You couldn't find it.

Well I think it's... that way

What now ?

We can't go as far as the bridge,
there could be Boches there.

You're not going into the water !

If it's not deep there's no risk.

But the water will be cold.

And I don't know how to swim.

Me neither.

Be careful.

It's damned slippery.

It's not so cold.

See, it's not so difficult.

I told you it was slippery.

You can't stay like that,
you'll have to dry yourself.

We need to find a village.
If we do that we risk stumbling into the Boches.

So what do we do ?

Come on.

We've had too many bungles today.

I'd like to understand why it didn't work.

Because you kill the prisoners we arrest.
No !

It didn't work because
you don't collaborate enough.

You didn't even inform us that
you'd arrested the terrorist.

If we had done, you'd have
killed him the same way.

That's not the problem.

You must collaborate much more.

I'll remind you that I spared
the life of your nephew.

You didn't tell us you were
tailing a second terrorist.

What for? You spend your time
following us as if we were common gangsters.

Fortunate that you were followed.
That's enough !

Where are the lists of Communists, arrested
by your services, that you promised us ?

We're finishing them.

Today we had to go fishing haphazard
in your prisons for hostages. It's not orderly.

What's not orderly, Kommandant...

...is that your services had already
spotted Marcel Larcher before the attack.

They had him under surveillance
and didn't arrest him.

What is all this about ?

Herr Muller !

It's true we'd identified him as the thief
of the brothel gun, and put a tail on him...

...but he actually escaped.

How long were you planning to hide this from me ?

Kommandant...
Muller, that's the last straw !

I warn you, Monsieur le Sous-Préfet,
the arrest of Larcher will be decisive...

...for the progress of Collaboration
between our services in Villeneuve.

Don't worry.

The new Chief of National Police
will be on it round the clock.

Congratulations, Marchetti.

Meanwhile, I impose a fine of
one Million francs, payable immediately.

Hurry.

I haven't seen any Boche in the area.

Let's make the best of it.

Suzanne, what did Edmond say ?

He didn't say anything.

He didn't want me to come because
we don't know if Yvon talked.

You're happy with that ?

In the name of God, he's right.
If he talked you're finished.

It's too late.

If he talked you're finished too.

Where do we go ?

I don't know.

As I told you, Edmond doesn't know I'm here.

I have no plan.

When we made a rendez-vous earlier,
we realised we were being followed...

Well... he was being followed.
I came by bike, so it's impossible.

How did you give them the slip ?

Edmond went to call Max,
to ask him to pick us up by car.

Max stole one. Five minutes later he arrived
and lifted us right from under the cops' noses.

But afterwards he bawled us out.

He told us it was my fault.
That it was me who was followed.

And above all he didn't want us
to come and get you.

That if you saw no-one was coming,
you'd understand and shoot yourself.

He told me the opposite yesterday !

I was supposed to wait.

What do we do ?

We need to find somewhere to spend the night.

Why don't we go to my old studio ?

The cops can't watch it for ever.

Far too risky.

Come on.

Are you OK ?

Yes, yes, fine...

Gustave !

If we don't find a house to get you dry,
you'll die of cold.

No, no, that's stupid.

I just need to rest a bit.

No, we mustn't stop, we mustn't stay still.

But... my Maman... when she had asthma,
said she just needed to rest a little.

And after that she felt better.

I'm going to sleep a bit,
and when I'm rested...

...we can start again.

We can't spend the night outside, Gustave.

Right. We'll go... we'll go...

...we'll leave soon... when I'm rested.

Gustave !

Come on Gustave, we're going to leave.

A checkpoint.

What do we do, Marcel ?

We'll hide a bit and then decide.

Subtitles by R Clarke.
Whitby, Ont. Jan 2014