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[theme music]

[phone ringing]

Yes?

What?

Just looked in
to say good night.

Good night.

You staying over?

Yes.

Anything the matter?

Of course not.

Ah, Faith, you
said awhile back

that we'd soon have
to get supplies

for Le Crest sorted out.

Yes?

Well, I'm ready when you are.

Just say the word.

Good.

I will.

I mean, it can't
be far off now.

What?

The rising.

We've already asked them
to prepare to mobilize.

So?

Well, hadn't we
better get to work?

The few stand guns they've got
aren't going to be much use

against the German army.

Gordon, please.

Well, these things take time.

Enough, Gordon.

Your job is to look
after personnel

and supervise supplies.

And to give you the benefit
of my experience in the field.

When it's asked for.

Look, I know some
of these agents.

Like it or not,
they are my concern.

And it may surprise you to
learn that although, as you

never tire of
pointing out I have

never been in the
field myself, I

too feel some concern for them.

Something's wrong, isn't it?

Don't be ridiculous.

I knew it.

Please, Gordon.

I have a lot of work to
do before I can go to bed.

And the sooner you tell me
what's going on, the better.

Good night.

[slams door]

Saying that this is
you to back home, eh?

Look, in there.

In the back.

In the back.

KONIG: We've had patrols
up all night, sir.

Every road, every
vehicle has been checked.

You are telling me
you have found nothing?

And I've started
house to house searches.

And?

Nothing.

Nothing as yet.

Obviously, they'll try
to get back to Le Crest.

Keep the patrols and
roadblocks going.

It's just possible they decided
not to move far until later

on today.
- Very good, sir.

No, it is not, Konig.

It is an embarrassing failure,
which reflects badly on us all.

We can't even keep
the terrorists

once we've caught them.

No, sir.

Have his picture pasted up
everywhere, all over the place.

Threaten random reprisals if
he does not surrender himself.

Reprisals, sir?

Against the innocent.

That should force him out.

After all, he's a priest,
a man of conscience.

God answered my
prayers with a speed

which I didn't dare hope for.

I might have known
he'd get all the credit.

Well, of course, but I'll
say a special prayer for you

in Mass.

Rex, you won't be back
in church for a while.

Courmont's not safe.

You go back there, they'll
simply pick you up again.

My people need their priest.

What else is there
apart from their faith

that keeps them going?

God didn't choose to
release me from prison--

They won't bother
with prison next time.

And you'll be no use to
anyone riddled with bullets.

I can go into
hiding in the village.

Take Mass in secret.

It wouldn't be safe, Father.

There's an informer.

We know that.

How else did they
know to pick you up?

Look, I'm prepared
to risk everything.

It's not only you
taking the risk.

Anyone who hides you,
looks after you--

You shouldn't ask
it of them, my friend.

Where do I go?

Come in.

Morning.

Morning.

Still here?

Special delivery
from the War Office.

I've arranged a meeting
with Wilson of Supplies.

Have a preliminary
chat about Le Crest--

Look, Gordon, I thought
we'd been through--

Yes?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

All right.

Another coffee?

No, thanks.

I've had me fill of
acorns for the time being.

Wine?

Now you're talking.

Bottle of your best.

Want to strip the paint
of a couple of doors.

What?

Never mind.

You're waiting, aren't you?

For them?

Adele didn't come
home last night.

I hope she's all right.

Don't you worry, dear.

Your little friend is
one of life's survivors.

Talking of which--

Good morning, Dominique.

And how are we today?

Well, I made
contact all right,

but too late to get home.

I had to share a room in some
seedy little hotel in Beaufort.

Oh, how frightful.

Your usual,
energetic self, I see.

No, no, well, when
you're not here,

I just don't know what to do.

I just go all to pieces.

A token for the
telephone, please, Nicole.

Damn, I didn't think they'd
be checking the back roads.

Papers?

Somewhere.

What is your business?
Where are you going.

Dupois.

I'm a vet from Saint Agnoine.

This is my assistant.

We're picking up
strays in the area.

Strays?

Yes, you know,
this rabies scare.

But I'm sure the
dogs in the back

are all clean, if you
want to take a look.

Everything's in order.

Your papers.

Thank you very much.

You've not heard any barking
around here, have you?

No, I-- no.

Good.

Thank you.

I'm going back to the farm.

Adele might go there first.

I'm just so worried about her.

Does your friend want a drink?

I must pay a visit.

I'll go and ask her.

What on earth were
you going there?

Of course, we must.

Well, the-- the house would
seem the obvious place.

Soon as I can manage it.

I'll phone back if
there's a problem, OK?

What the hell are you
snooping around for?

Sorry, I simply wondered
if you wanted a drink.

I'm perfectly capable
of looking after myself.

Can't even make a private call--

Oh, for heaven's sake.

I wasn't listening to
your bloody conversation.

You really can be such a
tiresome little man, Antoine.

Right.

What the bloody hell's going on?

And this time, don't tell
me it's none of my business.

These supplies for Le Crest,
Wilson tells me they've been

canceled and on your orders.

You made me a look
a right Charlie.

I'm sorry, Gordon.

Then why didn't you tell
me the rising was off?

It isn't.

What?

It is to proceed.

A decoy operation
to make the Germans

think we're about to
invade the southern coast,

as well as in the north.

But with no supplies?

And what about the paratroopers?

I am instructed that
every man, every rifle

will be needed for the landings.

That means they'll
have nothing.

That can't be true.

I got the order this morning.

Le Crest is to be
mobilized immediately.

Mobilized?

With what?

Pitchforks?

Milking stools?

What are you to
allow this, apart

from a cold-hearted,
unfeeling spinster that is?

Please, Gordon.

How can you do this, Faith?

How can you do it?

I can't.
I'm going to resign.

It's rather basic, I'm afraid.

It'll feel very strange.

I'm used to being surrounded
by people and problems.

Can you get word
to my congregation

that I'm all right?

I'll do that.

They won't be the only ones
who will miss you, Father.

Go on.

Get back home, both of you.

I don't want to
sound ungrateful,

but get me out of
here, Clemont, soon.

As soon as it's safe.

If there's anything you want--

I'll let you know.

Clemont?

All There is something.

Yes?

A Bible.

You can't resign.

- There's no alternative.
- Faith--

I've tried to justify it.

I've racked my brains for days.

Duty, King, and
country, but I will

be knowingly sending hundreds
of people to their deaths.

In the end, it's
exactly the same lack

of respect for human life
that we condemn in Hitler.

If you resign,
someone else will simply

step in and do the dirty work.

That's no reason to stay.

There's a line that has to
be drawn and this is it.

I see.

So Le Crest will
be a sitting duck,

but you can relax in
your Kensington apartment

safe in the knowledge that it
all has nothing to do with you.

Look, Max, if
I felt there were

any channels left open to--

There might be, but
we need to buy time.

If we could only
persuade them to wait

for the southern invasion--

Come on, Max.

The whole point of the operation
is to divert German troops

from the landings in the north.

If we postpone, they're even
more likely to snuff it out.

No, the logic may be
appalling, but it's correct.

So our only hope
is to reinforce.

Send in paratroops, munitions,
give them a fighting chance.

We've been through all that.

All support has been diverted
to theaters of operation

in more urgent need.

No, it's too late, Max.

Unless, unless we
try the Americans.

And what about our
outfit in Algiers?

They have the equipment
and personnel, if they

can be persuaded to use them.

They might even have
the necessary aircraft.

Max?

We just need a little
time, a few days.

One more try, Faith.

You owe it to them
and to yourself.

Get me General Liddiard.

It's urgent.

How did it go?

Like a dream.

Our new recruit was superb.

You've a very brave girl.

Didn't doubt that
for an instant.

Well, now, you're here.

I'll have to go.

Lots to do.

We need to talk later.

You know where to find me.

Sylvie, we're
all in your debt.

Did she mention her meeting
with Regis, by the way?

It went well.

I think she terrified
him into submission.

He's going to help us.

That's a relief.

It's an even greater
relief to have you back.

She's a difficult woman.

Yes.

But you must admit, she's
direct and a damn good agent.

I don't know.

She worries me.

Now, don't start confusing
dislike with distrust.

That can be dangerous--

There's something
nervy about her, jumpy.

I'm sure something's up.

I sense it.

Nicole?

Nicole?

Adele?

What is it?

It was a nightmare.

It was awful.

What?

No, it's all right.

You didn't say you'd
be out all night.

You didn't wait up?

Well, I thought they had you.

I thought you were dead.

I don't know.

Nicole, it all went fine.

Look at me.

We're all safe.

Oh, God.

You look terrible.

I'll make some coffee.

And I have to meet Renard.

I thought they had you.

Two things you have to learn.

One, no one gets told more
than the bare minimum.

And the second is
more difficult.

Never worry about anyone else.

I know.
I know.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

God, look at me, Adele.

A mess, what a mess.

Here borrow this.

Oh, thanks.

Borrowing clothes.

It's like having a sister.

Only sisters never
wait to be asked.

They just take.

Well, I wouldn't know.

I've never had a sister.

Oh no.

What's the matter?

It's Luc.

Look, I can't face him just now.

Not on an empty stomach.

Will you tell him
I had to go out?

Hello, Luc.

Nicole.

Adele's not here I'm afraid.

She's had to go out.

Oh, yes?

Adele!

Adele, for god's sake,
will you stop and listen?

Adele.

Running away like that.

What is it Luc?

I want to talk.

Ah, a social visit.

You never used
to be so sarcastic.

I've changed.

Haven't we all?

Please.

He's not used to
mutiny in the ranks.

When you mentioned
resignation,

his mustache started to tremble.

Did you see?

A worried man.

It was the prospect
of a row with your lot.

Whatever.

It's bought us a few days.

You were formidable, Faith.

Well, we made a good team.

It was when you suggested
French or American participation

that his eyes really lit up.

He knows we're in a mess.

He'd love to wash his
hands of the whole affair.

So a brief reprieve.

We can plan a campaign.

I must try to get
through to Algiers.

Yes, and I must give
new orders to our people.

I'll see you later.

Faith, I would like to
see you later very much.

Thank you, Max.

I'd like that too.

I suppose what
I wanted to say--

to tell you was--

Yes?

Well, I was going to say
that I didn't understand

what was going on with you.

But then of course, I do
entirely, which is why--

well, why I'd been so--

Aggressive?

Yes.

No, angry.

I see.

I suppose it's a very
old story, isn't it?

I've been making a
fool of myself and--

well, it's time I had the
courage to admit defeat.

And that's what I've
come to tell you.

Look, I just don't
feel anything anymore.

I do what I have to do.
I get on with my scheds.

I know I did feel
something for you.

I think I did once.

Did you?

Wasn't it just guilt?

I suppose in the end
it's the same as love.

When it's not returned,
it becomes hate.

But I don't hate you, Luc.

Perhaps you hate me.

I know you blame me.

I know you do.

You owe me nothing.

Nothing at all.

Damn.

I know exactly what I was
going to say on my way here.

But it's all got confused again.

It would be stupid of
me to pretend I never

need to think of you again.

When nothing else makes sense,
when the guy next to you

gets his head blown
to bits and you--

I know I'll think of you then.

Is that love?

I don't know.

I'd like to think perhaps it is.

Yes.

I've tried to say what I mean.

It isn't easy.

Luc--

It'll be on your terms,
Emily, if you want it that is.

Luc.

I know my time's up.

I'd better go.

No, don't go.

Nothing out here really
makes any sense, does it?

Come here.

Hold me.

An amended message for Adele.

I see.

Faith, the things I
said this morning--

By the way, look after
it yourself, will you?

I need to be sure it's
gone out all right.

That it's in good hands.

Right.

I'll have it transmitted
straight away.

I've been asleep.

Only for a few minutes.

Were you watching me?

Yes.

You look so peaceful like that.

I feel it.

Don't you?

Just when I thought I
had it all sorted out.

It's always the most
confusing time of war.

What's the time?

You're so romantic.

Seriously.

Just gone three.

What?

What's wrong?

They'll be trying to transmit.

Get that the teleprinter
to Henley, straight away.

- They suit you.
- Shh, they'll be starting soon.

You shouldn't even
be in here anyway.

Luc, stop it.
Get out.

Luc, stop it.

You love it.

- Shh.
- What?

Oh, damn.

I've missed it.

No, it's all right.

Come in.

I've sent it.

What?

The message to Adele telling
her not to mobilize Le Crest.

Good.

The irony is,
you know, they'll

probably be disappointed.

Anything interesting?

Well, I suppose
you'll know soon enough.

Last night was a good omen.

That was the order
to mobilize Le Crest.

Yes, he's an excellent
contact, our Monsieur Regis.

He's preparing a mixed bag for
us, chloroform, various drugs,

and bandages and stuff.

Should be ready for us tomorrow.
- Good work, Dominique.

We'll send a courier down.

No, no, it's all right.

I'll go myself.

Avoid the possibility
of a snarl up.

No, when things
start to get moving--

and they will do any day--

I'll need you here.

You don't understand--

Hang on a minute.
What are you trying to do?

Put me on the dole?
This is a courier's job?

Antoine.

And why the burning desire
to get back to Beaufort?

This is none of your business.

I just want to finish
what I've started.

I'm sorry.

That's not possible.

I can't afford to spare
you for pickups, Dominique.

And equally, I can't afford
friction between my agents.

It's on.

You're sure?

I've just heard.

Immediate mobilization.

- But you've got the posters up?
- Everywhere, sir.

And nothing yet?

I see.

It's the French, sir.

They're changing.

Getting more confident,
less cooperative.

So how do we flush out
this meddlesome priest?

Burn down his church?

Well?

I don't-- that is--

I am-- I am a Catholic, sir.

I know that Klaus.

I was at your
christening remember.

What comes first, faith or duty?

With the French playing up, can
we afford to have consciences?

I don't know, sir.

I'll talk to Philippe Bonnard.

He's a sensible man who
knows it is in his interest

to keep me happy.

Perhaps he'll come up
with a tidier solution.

I would not like to think I
was putting your eternal soul

in jeopardy Klaus.

Your mother would
never forgive me.

But we must get
this wretched priest

come hell fire or damnation.

Hi, Reg.

Morning,

Miss.

Max.

It's

Ah, and about time.

What do you mean?

We have to walk a little way.

Where are we going?

Why for a picnic, of course.

Max.

We need to get things moving.

First, cut all the links
with Beaufort and Le Plane.

Nicole, there's a package
in the drawer behind the bar.

Give it to me.

But we keep the internal
telephone systems in tact?

As per the plan,
use it to spread

the word across Le Crest.

But all the external lines and
transport links must be cut.

And I'll get word
out to the Marquis

and the surrounding areas.

And we'll get our men to
hold and block the passes.

Nobody will move in or out.

I'll see to it now.

Stay where you are.

We'll start first thing
in the morning Nicole,

that bottle of Cognac
I've been saving.

Let's break it open, huh?

I've been waiting
four years for this.

Max, that was wonderful.

You don't think it was
foolish and undignified?

No.

It's good to do
such things sometimes.

Yes.

And you planned it beautifully.

You always say the
right things, Faith.

Do I?

But it's not just
on the surface.

It comes from within.

You're doing your best to live
up to the image, aren't you?

What?

The charming
Frenchman, so gallant.

And you, too.

The English always
beautiful and aloof.

Sometimes.

You know, you're not nearly
as intimidating as you think.

How disappointing.

Except when it matters.

Well done, this morning.

I'm happy, Max.

For the first time in,
oh, I don't know how long.

So you should be.

It's not every day our
superiors are persuaded

to change their minds.

It's not just that.

No.

I must go now.

I'll walk you.

You know what to do?

With all of these
new people coming in,

you'll have to watch
out for informants.

Don't worry.

When the telephone line is
cut and the pass is guarded,

they won't be able to
get any messages through.

They'll be trapped.

What about weapons?

We've got precious little.

Antique sporting rifles
and a few Steyn guns.

Don't worry, Renard.

Adele has a sched
this afternoon.

She'll get all the details
of the drops then, I hope.

So do I, Clemont.

Won't take the Germans long to
look work out what's going on.

Just thank god they don't know
what sort of state we're in.

Well, as I said,
it takes time.

Time is running out.

Often the mere threat
of reprisals is enough.

Not this time, unfortunately.

The warnings we have
posted about that priest

have brought in nothing at all.

Don't they realize we're on
the same side, your people?

God in Heaven.

What is happening to them?

I don't know.

But perhaps they feel
the attitude of--

We are friends Philippe.

Please go on.

Well, perhaps they feel the
German authorities are not

as benign as they had hoped.

Do you?

I'm a realist.

Our army was defeated.

There's no denying that.

I have a job to do.

Life must go on.

And we must make the best of it.

Teachers must be paid.

Transport organized.

The people must be fed.

Justice administered.

Of course, I hope the
occupation will end.

Of course.

We have our own
lives to lead too.

Families, homes--

In the meantime, I must
do what I can to make

life bearable for my people.

That is my duty.

Precisely, Philippe.

I could not have expressed
it better myself.

We understand each other.

Konig?

I'm sorry to interrupt, sir.

I thought you should know.

The telephone wires to and from
Le Crest have all gone dead.

As I was saying,
Philippe, what are we

going to do with these people?

Good.

Look, everybody's
up to their Eyes here.

Maybe I should go back to
Beaufort for those supplies

after all.

Dominique, I've
said I need you here.

Anything could happen.

So who else do we send?

A woman's so much
safer than a man.

I'll go.

No, you're too--

Inexperienced?

How many priests do
I have to spring?

It's time, Clemont, to let go.

All right.

Clemont.

Are you sure you want to go?

Of course.

Insist on seeing
Regis personally.

And if anybody asks,
you're an off-duty nurse.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Sylvie.

Sit down, Klaus.

Thank you, sir.

A decent man, our
prefect, don't you think?

Yes, sir.

Sir?

What are we going to
do about Le Crest?

Take a patrol.

See what the hell is going on.

And Klaus, you'll
take care, won't you?

These are dangerous times.

Yes?

I've come to
collect the supplies.

Speak up, girl.

I can't hear you.

I said, I've come to
collect the supplies.

Supplies, what supplies?

They were to be
ready this afternoon.

They were authorized
by a Monsieur Regis.

Well, that's me, my love, but
I don't know anything about--

And were ordered
by Dr. Valois.

Oh, yes.

Yes, of course.

And Dr. Valois, she is--

Too busy.

Of course.

Please, will you wait a moment.

Hello, Philippe.

Oh, of course, the
theatrical entrance.

Do you know I'd expected
you to ring the bell?

Come in through the main door.

Silly of me.

Well, what do we do?

Kiss, shake hands?

Please, tell me.

You were always
good on etiquette.

Philippe, I haven't got--

No, really.

I've never done this before.

What exactly is the form
for greeting an ex-wife?

It's all exactly the same.

What did you expect?

Exactly the same.

No one must know that I'm here.

Don't worry.

Since you sneaked
in the back way,

she'll assume I'm entertaining
some unpresentable tart.

You make a habit
of that, do you?

Well, I thought we were
never to see each other again.

So did I. We were both wrong.

What's going on, Virginia?

Oh, I never did
like that painting.

It's tasteless,
utterly tasteless.

What are you doing here?

It's completely out of
proportion with this room.

Seeing it anew, it
looks even more ghastly,

Virginia.

I'm with a Red Cross unit
traveling through France.

Ah, of course, the Red Cross.

But you are stationed
around here temporarily?

Yes.

Just outside Beaufort
for a couple of days.

You're a nurse?

I did some basic training,
very basic, very dull,

bandages, burns.

So you're a nurse?

Yes.

I'm a nurse.

And I'm Louis the 14th.

You do love to spin me a yarn.

But you do it so badly.

Don't ask, Philippe.

Just don't ask.

No really.

I haven't the remotest idea.

Is it some new form of gambling
in privileged British society?

Cross to occupied
France and back and win

an extra 50 ration books.

Don't.

Or perhaps you
simply wanted to check

that I was still in pieces.

Of course, that would
appeal to your vanity.

You know, don't you?

You know exactly
why I'm in France.

Yes, of course,
I damn well do.

What are we going to do, sir.

Just sit here for a bit.

Wait and see what happens.

You have no idea.

No idea at all what you've
got yourself involved in.

I know exactly what
I'm doing and why.

No, you think you're
the lead actress

in some tatty English film.

Proud, courageous, heroic--

Just like you, huh?

At least I live
in the real world.

What if we'd all taken a
chance on becoming heroes?

The whole state
would have collapsed.

France would have been
taken over completely.

Which is exactly
what happened.

No, because some of us
took on the responsibility

to keep her alive.

Didn't run away at the
first sign of trouble.

You forget that I ran away
from you as much as the Nazis.

I didn't fit into some
vain, romantic vision.

You didn't marry me.

You married a childish ideal.

- That's ridiculous.
- Yes, it is.

Escape to France.

Marry a foreigner.

How romantic.

Then escape again
when I failed to make

you feel like a princess.

And try to love a woman instead.

You're deluding yourself.

Your noble France has become
part of the German empire.

You're a puppet, Philippe.

And Stuckler's
pulling the strings.

I'm making the
best of a bad job.

We have to see it as a
new beginning, a chance

to create a society by
planning, not by accident,

like we used to talk about.

A fairer--

No, don't you dare
start on that one now.

Even you can't miss
the brutality--

It's people like you.

If there are reprisals,
blame yourself.

Why on earth do I ever
think it was worth coming?

Every logical
thought in my brain

said that it wasn't
worth the effort.

But I thought--

I hoped that I could
get through to you

somehow, convince you,
even ask for your help.

You are quite mad, Virginia.

My name is Dominique.

So if you are not
amenable to reason,

perhaps I should
try something else.

What do you mean?

Your position here is a little
compromised, don't you think?

There can't be many
prefects of France whose

ex-wives are British agents.

Should a juicy little
tidbit like that get abroad,

it could have
far-reaching consequences.

So it's come to this, has it?

Think about it, Philippe.

Perhaps you should
reflect yourself, Dominique.

Your position is infinitely
more vulnerable than mine.

All right.

Call your friend Stuckler.

Be a hero.

Betray your wife.

Take the men on the
right and fan out.

What about you, sir?

Someone has to go ahead.

Just stay behind me.

Good New Maude.

Well, that makes a
change, a meeting that

actually achieved something.

Has Colonel Dubois
been on the phone?

No.

Is something the
matter, Gordon?

I think you'd better sit down.

What is it?

There's been some confusion
over the transmission

to Le Crest.

What is it?

I've had it checked
and double-checked--

For God's sake,
Gordon, what does it say?

Message received, stop.

Spirits high, but
weapons low, stop.

Await news of drops
and reinforcements

at earliest convenience, stop.

Mobilization well
underway, stop.

I also asked them
for details of arms

drops and reinforcements.

So when do we get a reply?

Well, this evening, I hope.

I made it urgent.

Well, let's hope
there's some good news.

Luc and the others managed
to see that first lot off,

but they'll be back.

This time, they'll bring
their friends with them.

I only-

Renard.

Renard, it's all under control.

Sylvie.

Here we are.

He said he'd let us have
more in a couple of days.

Sylvie, that's very good.

Hang on a minute.

You'd better have
a look at this.

Unless this priest surrenders
to the German authorities,

there will be swift
and severe penalties.

What are you
going to do Renard?

I don't know.

Go and see him I suppose.

So what am I going to
tell her then, Faith?

- Who is it?
- It's all right Rex.

It's Renard.

How are you my old friend?

I didn't expect
anyone so soon.

I thought you should
be in on the good news.

The uprising's started.

Already?

I thought you might
want to drink the health

of the new French Republic.

Oh and somebody said
you wanted this.

What is it?

Well, it's not "Das Kapital."

More's the pity.

You look worried.

Me?

I'm worried about the rising.

That we haven't got the
wherewithal to survive it.

Of course.

Nothing else?

Nothing you want to tell me?

No, of course not.

What else could there be?

Fine.

I'll go and get something
to drink this out of.

What happened?

It was terrible, sir.

Took us by surprise.

The lieutenant walked along
to see what was going on.

So quiet it was.

And then, they shot him like
a dog, sir, like a bloody dog.

Yes.

You see anything else?

They had the road
blocked, sir, further up.

They raised their flag.

Perhaps it's some
sort of rising?

Perhaps.

Leave him for God's sake.

I'll take him.

And send Captain
Metzhofen to me.

I have a job for him.

Right, sir.

He was my godson, you see.

No.

Oh, no.

How exciting.

I'd love to move.

We have moved before
haven't we, Sylvie?

Yes, Mother.

I'm not going on my own, am I?

I couldn't, Regis.

Mother--

Of course not, Mrs. Schneider.

Sylvie will be going with you.

I couldn't manage
without Sylvie.

She's all I have, you know?

All I've had since Mr.
Schneider went away and left me.

Oh, Ma, he didn't leave you.

He was taken away by them.

He must take him with us.

I shouldn't like
to be without him.

Quick.

Out the back.

[dogs barking]

[indistinct shouting]

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