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No! No! No!

Who else was with him?

Where is he now?

In the mountains!

Who else was with him?

In the mountains!
In the mountains!

In the mountains!

After the Germans left
the country,

in the fall of 1944,
in October,

the British, under General
Scobie, entered Athens

and the first government of
National Unity was formed.

There were demonstrations,
enthusiasm.

Because we all believed
in the liberation,

because we had all given
of our best.

We even believed in
alliances and the allies.

So after the disagreement
and Scobie's ultimatum

to have the People's Army
disbanded,

after the resignation of
the communist ministers,

and when we saw the Nazi
collaborators,

free and armed again
by Scobie,

we felt betrayed.

They told us to take part
in the demonstration,

but in fact the people took
to the streets spontaneously.

But the British had planned it.

They wanted an armed
confrontation.

But we didn't know it.

The people took to the
streets carrying flags,

full of emotion, shouting.

The blow on that Sunday in
December, took us by surprise.

Many had brought their
children.

No one expected it.

The masses filled the squares.
It was indescribable!

They were on the roof
of the King George Hotel,

and on the pediments of the
royal palace.

We could see the barrels
of their guns all around us.

We were surrounded by police.

The crowd was shouting.

Suddenly we heard shots!

I was in the middle
of the square.

Someone was hit near the
Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

The people dipped a flag
in his blood

and raised it high up
and began shouting:

FREEDOM! FREEDOM!
NO MORE OCCUPATlON!

And they kept firing at us
from the pediments.

Suddenly, someone else was hit
in the square.

We fell to the ground.

Near me a boy with a bugle.
He was wounded

but he got up and stood
on the sidewalk shouting:

"One more time, I want
to cry out, to blow my bugle!

He fell. They took him away.
I don't remember.

We regrouped and
marched forward.

At the corner further down
there was a group of policemen.

We surrounded and
disarmed them.

But the others kept firing
at us from the roof.

We kept marching.

Britishers and Americans
watched indifferently

from the windows of the
King George hotel.

We reached Omonia Square.

There they fired at us
a second time.

Some were taken to hospital.

Those less badly wounded
we took with us on stretchers

made from doors we wrenched
from nearby houses.

The victims were buried the
next day, December 4th.

We took to the streets again.

On the way back we were
attacked again

by the fascists and the militia
in Omonia Square.

The only thing I remember:

The crowd down on their faces
in the square and the barrels

of the guns protruding from
the hotel across the square.

In two days there were 28 dead
and more than 200 wounded.

That same night the People's
Army responded

with attacks on police
stations. Fighting began.

Barricades.

The battle of Athens lasted
33 days.

"Representatives of
the Greek government

and of the Communist
Liberation Front

after holding a conference
at Varkkiza

in order to examine in common
ways and means

of ending the civil war

and reconciling
the Greek people,

have reached the following
joint agreement.

Upon signing the Protocol

the chairman of the Conference
made the following statement:

On behalf of the government
and the Greek people

I wish to express
our gratitude

to the representatives
of the British empire

and to General Scobie, chief of
the Expeditionary Forces,

who by their presence
and sustained interest

in Greek affairs, have
given us

the firm and unshakeable
conviction that Great Britain

is sincerely concerned with
the future of Greece.

Long live Great Britain!

Article 1

The government will ensure,
according to the constitution

and established democratic
principles,

the free expression

of the political convictions
of the citizens,

abolishing of all pre-existing,
repressive laws.

Article 3

General amnesty is granted to
all political offences

committed between December 3
1944 and the present signing.

Members of the People's
Army

who fail to surrender their
weapons to the authorities

by March 15, 1945

are excluded from this decree
of amnesty.

Article 6

Upon publication of the
present Agreement,

armed resistance groups

and particularly the forces
of the People's Army,

are disbanded.

This procedure and the
surrendering of their arms

will be carried out according
to the special provisions

of the Protocol drafted
by the Technical Committee.

Article 9
Both delegations agree,

to invite the great
allied powers

to send observers in order
to ensure

the expression of the genuine
will of the people.

Athens, February 12, 1945"

THE lNN AT GRAVlAS

One of the most famous
and heroic battles

in Greek history, was
the battle of Gravias.

The Turks were on their way
to attack Amfissa.

Then Panourgias and others

occupied the mountain passes
near Gravias.

Androutsos told his men
to follow him to the lnn

and asked who among them wanted
to join him in the dance.

One hundred and eighteen
fighters followed him singing.

Once they got to the lnn he
shut all the doors and cried:

Brave soldiers! Our country is
asking us to do our duty!

What do you want?

Who are you?

What do you want?

People of Greece,

by order of
British lmperialism,

on March 31st,

the most disgraceful parody of
elections will be staged.

The people are being led
to the polls,

under the spectre
of terrorism,

in order to legalise a
monarcho-fascist government

and ensure the return
of the King,

guarantor of British interests

and of foreign and domestic
capitalism.

The Varkiza Agreement
was a farce.

Greeks, the only democratic
stand

is to stay away from the polls!

Say "No" to these rigged
elections!

Long live the People's Army!

HAPPY 1946

For years now we've
been together

and we are a well-matched pair,

and to spite the wicked world

I'll never stop loving you.

I'll keep on loving you
and don't you worry.

And I'll build you a little
nest.

And when the dusk embraces you,

we'll pair off like two birds.

If they tell me to leave you

I would rather the sun
stop shining!

I'm so used to you
and I love you so!

Let them talk and
give me a kiss!

The British cannons
and the new decree

have forced the rebels
to run like hares.

The red bear has fled to
the mountains, oh King.

British cannons don't scare us,
or Scobie's new decree.

We've written these letters
in our blood.

Freedom not Occupation!

We want to and
we'll do it.

We'll bring back the King
who'll bring us our freedom!

Yupie ya ya,
yupie yupie ya...

We don't want the King.

We want the people to rule,
power to the people.

Yupie ya ya,
yupie yupie ya...

The boys of the militia,

hand in hand with the
British and the fascists,

will march on Moscow.

General Scobie's cock
is all tied up in knots.

He goes to a chic square,

to find young boys
waiting there.

General Scobie's cock is
all tied up in knots.

And if the knots come undone,

what will happen to British
policy then, Scobie?

There'll be more knots,
General Scobie.

You might have gathered our
weapons with a thousand tricks,

but you'll never succeed
in bringing back the King.

The people won't stand
for fascism.

They will again raise their
heads against British policy.

Come back, come back to your
ancient nest, our King!

Your people are asking for you.

Come back!

And when you come

you won't find any Reds here.

The nation's guardians
will protect you.

Come back!

Orestes hasn't turned in
his weapons.

His group is still
up in the mountains.

The war isn't over yet!

We shall not shed a drop
of Greek blood,

only the traitorous blood

of rebels and communists,

so that Greece can be saved.

You will have to choose
between two camps.

On the one side an assortment
of suspicious persons

and secret agents
working for Moscow.

On the other a movement
led by an honest fighter,

a heroic soldier,
Marshal Papagos!

When the communists violated
the Varkiza agreement

and tried to seize power for
the second time, our country

was in mortal danger. Two
years of communist rebellion

caused the death of thousands
of people.

It was then that we appealed
to the Marshal.

With the military and moral
backing of the United States

and the support of the king,
he crushed the rebellion

and saved Greece
for the second time.

Those communists who were not
killed

sought refuge behind
the lron Curtain.

So peace was restored.
The Marshal returned home,

having done his duty.

Today he is asking for
your vote.

Let the 16th of November 1952
be a day of victory

for the national forces,
a victory for the Marshal.

Did you sign?

I was caught towards the end
of 1947.

We were taken to Vourla,

an old brothel turned
into a prison.

All the inmates were
political prisoners.

Then from Vourla to Lavrion

and then to the island
across, Makronissos.

The military prison of Athens
they called it.

Besides the rebels,
there were others...

soldiers, cops, thieves...

Jehovah's witnesses...
They searched us.

They took our watches, our
pens... all we had.

For some the torture began
at once.

The interrogations stopped
when you signed

a declaration against
the Communist Party.

I was to be tortured in the
guardhouse upstairs.

They told me: Listen, you
won't make it out of this place

unless you sign
the declaration.

I refuse to sign, I said,

even if you cut me to pieces.

Two or three hours later they
took me down unharmed.

We didn't beat you, but act
like you're limping

so it will look as if we did.

About 8 o'clock they took me
to the police station.

The sergeant turned me upside
down, like a goat

and beat the daylights
out of me.

When he got tired the others
started beating and kicking.

I fainted twice.

Then they took us outside.

It was winter, February...

There were other prisoners.

They made us stand ten metres
apart from each other.

Someone was standing guard.

In the morning
they beat us again.

Then we were taken to carry
large rocks from the sea.

We would take them up
the hill and down again

for no reason.

One of the tortured prisoners
suffered from tuberculosis.

He went up the hill but his
chest couldn't make it.

When he reached the top he
started spitting blood.

They took him to the hospital.

They would beat us from
5 to 7 or 8 each evening.

And at night they would keep us
spread apart from eath other

so that we couldn't communicate
when they went to sleep.

Our feet were so swollen
they burst our shoes.

I couldn't walk from
the beating.

A guard with a club in his
hand would yell at me:

Run, run! How could I run when
I was dragging myself along.

They tortured me for two weeks.

As each blow fell and
I groaned

the others held
their breath.

Little by little the others
broke down one by one.

There were only 5 or 6 of us
left who would not sign.

The put the pressure on us.

One evening in the twilight
I saw them coming.

Camp guards and torturers
from the other units,

Iike beasts of prey.

We were outside
on the wet ground.

They surrounded us.

This time, I thought, they'll
finish us off for good.

I turned to the guy
next to me.

Things don't look good
tonight, Vassilis.

I couldn't last any longer.

I dragged myself up and told
them I would sign.

The sergeant, delighted, asked
me if I wanted a drink.

I told them I didn't want
anything.

They took me to a tent
and left me.

Two hours later
they brought Vassilis in.

Not dead but crushed.

He hadn't signed!

My little lemon tree,

full of lemons,

woman of Vissani,

I still have not recovered
from your kiss.

My little one,

how you've grown

and here you are ripe for
marriage, woman of Vissani.

Come in!

One night he crossed
the river!

The last time I heard
you say that

was in the summer of '47,
in the resistance.

Three years ago.
How are you?

We heard you got out.

Orestes is in solitary.
They wouldn't let me see him.

Are you better now?

We thought of getting the
company together again,

going back on the road.

We'd like you with us
again, like before.

I'll go over the obstacles.

The intervention of events,
sounds, realignments,

the intervention of navies
from the raging open sea,

the popular speakers,
my breast, the cries...

the factories...

October 1917...

December 1944...

For all this I have chosen
to remain in rags

as the French Revolution
bore me,

as Mother spain bore me,

a dark conspirator!

When sometimes I hear
with my own ears

strange noises and
distant whispers,

when I hear trumpets and songs,

endless speeches, hymns
and noises,

when I hear speak of liberty,

of Biblical laws,

of an ordered life,

I always fall silent.

But someday,

someday, I'll open my mouth.

The gardens will fill
with waterfalls...

The same dirtyards
will become arsenals.

The young, elated, will follow

reciting verses, not hymns,

and never submitting to
the terrifying power.

Once again they promise
a weak freedom!

Come in!

Are you his sister?

We didn't have time
to notify you.

As you know he was condemned
by a military court.

His sentence has been pending
since November 1949.

I'm very sorry.

Good day to you, Tassos.

Let your lovely hair fly

in the mad south wind.

Now that your youth has
blossomed,

Iet your lovely hair down.

I was looking for you.
Aren't you dressed yet?

- Are you nervous?
- No.

Orestes!

In the fall of 1939
we returned to Aegion.

We were tired.

We hadn't slept for two days.

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