All language subtitles for Wish.Me.Luck.S03E06.DVDRip.XViD_prob3

[solemn electronic chord]

[TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[theme - "j'attends un navire"]

[TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[heavy footsteps thudding]

[engines rumbling]

CLEMENT: More reinforcements
are arriving all the time.

They won't be long bringing
up artillery, either.

I suppose so.

We should move the
Maquis from Belmont

to cover the approach
road, increase the defenses

at Montfort Bridge.

So, now they have [inaudible].

They'll soon have a
foothold on La Plata itself.

Yes.

Clement.

You've been with
us nine months now.

We've worked well together.

You're more than just a
comrade, you're a friend,

so I'm sure you won't mind
if I ask you something.

(HARSHLY) Just what
the hell is going on?

[engines rumbling]

So what do you reckon?

Well, it isn't a touring
production of the Folies

Bergere, that's for sure.

They've taken the village.

Yes.

Better make a detour, then.

The path that swings
round to the north.

[panting]

You ready for the next
leg of the mystery tour,

Prefect Bonnard?

I mean, they've hardly sent
enough to keep this lot at bay,

never mind cover all the
other roads into Le Crest.

It's just, have they
no idea back in London

what we're up against here?

These are chaotic
times, Renard.

[renard grunts]

For them as well as us.

The Normandy
landings, preparation

for the invasions in the south?

They have got a
lot on their plate.

Come on, come on, come
on, spit it out, Clement.

We may not have top
priority, that's all.

- Or any priority at all.
- I'm sure that's not true.

Face the facts.

That drop last night had the
smell of desperation about it.

Maybe that's all
we're going to get.

Perhaps.

There's a purpose about it.

So what is the advice of the
British military mission?

What are we going
to do, Clement?

I don't know.

Neither do I.

[branches crackling]

Sh!

You tryin' to kill me, son?

Hang on a minute while
I get me puff back.

[antoine panting]

What a pretty sight, eh?

CLEMENT: Could say the
same about you, Antoine.

[pleased huffing]

You got him, then.

Like plucking ripe fruit.

'Bout time something
went according to plan.

Let's get him back
to St. Michel.

Yes, but for God's
sake, blindfold him.

The less he knows about
the setup here, the better.

Of course.

What the hell happened
down there, anyway?

The Germans attacked
in force last night,

They're obviously bringing
up reinforcements.

LUC: And how is the
traitor this morning?

Enjoying our old fashioned
Maquis hospitality?

Got nothing to
say for ourselves?

When?

When what?

You know very well.

[luc scoffs]

When are we going
to kill you, you mean?

In a while.

We think the wait
might jog your memory.

I'm sure there are other
things you can tell us.

I told you everything.

There's nothing else.

We'll see, shall we?

- I'd like to talk to somebody.
- Oh, yes?

And who might that be?
- Adele.

[luc scoffs]

Adele has better things
to do than visit you.

I've things to tell her.

[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

I see.

Well, I'll give
her your message.

Adele!

Luc.

What are you doing here?

I came to check the casualties
had everything they needed.

Oh, that's rich.

If they had everything they
needed, they wouldn't be here.

Why are you talking
to me like this?

Well, someone needs
to talk plainly.

Why don't you try on
your next [inaudible]??

Dear London.

Why don't you try
pulling your finger out?

Love and kisses, Adele.

I thought you'd
grown up at last.

Evidently, I was wrong.

Well, I'm not
forcing you to stay.

Why don't you try somebody else?

That traitor Nicole,
for instance.

She's desperate
for a little chat!

RENARD: Well, Monsieur Bonnard.

You've been a senior official
of the puppet regime of Vichy

for four years now.

You've worked hand in
glove with the Germans.

You've had your countrymen
arrested, tortured, and shot.

People like you are not
very popular around here,

especially after last night.

So, it would go well--

Please, monsieur,
can we dispense

with the preliminaries?

I was simply pointing out
the inevitable consequence

of your silence.

I understood perfectly.

You needn't worry.

I'll tell you what
you want to know.

"When a man knows
he is to be hanged,

it concentrates his
mind wonderfully."

Voltaire, wasn't it?

Your Dr. Johnson, monsieur.

But no matter.

Actually, it's not your
rather crude threats

that have loosened my tongue.

You've made a bit of a mistake.

I've switched sides.

I've been working for the
resistance for some time now.

[engines rumbling]

Sir!

Sir!

Yes.

Prefect Bonnard, sir.

We've just heard.

What?

He's been kidnapped.

[TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL CHORD
PLAYING]

ANTOINE: Well, well, well.

Look what the cat's dragged in.

And where've you been, anyway?

Oh, I know, I know.

Meeting a vital
contact in Beaufort.

- Where's Clement?
- Inside.

They're very anxious
to know where you

are, as indeed were all of us.

Oh, he and Renard are
entertaining a guest.

Perhaps you already knew that.

Not now, Antoine.

But soon, eh Dominique?

Very soon.

RENARD: So you're
on our side, eh?

As stories go, it's
a bit unoriginal.

Do I look like a sort of
man who would tell a lie just

to gain a little time?

Yes, as a matter
of fact you do.

(INDIGNANTLY) You
impugn my honor, monsieur.

(INCREDULOUSLY) Your honor?

Why--

All right, all right.

If you are speaking the
truth, tell us who is

your contact in the resistance.

I cannot.

All of a sudden,
not so talkative.

Listen, Bonnard.

Your life is
hanging by a thread.

My fellas out there are
desperate to put you up

against a wall and shoot you.

Don't force me to
hand you over to them.

I said I cannot.

- Right.
- Clement, I--

I have to speak to you.

Immediately.

We'll go on with this later.

Come on, monsieur.

I'll show you to your room.

What will happen to him?

What do you think?

Really?

The life expectancy
of a Vichy official

in the hands of the Maquis
isn't high, Dominique.

Especially when he's
not being cooperative.

Where have you been, anyway?

I have some news about
the Germans next move.

Yes?

They've brought
in the Luftwaffe.

They're going to
invade Le Crest by air.

[engine rumbling]

I asked for more than this.

They're not all here yet, sir.

Later on today,
according to Paris.

I see.

They're obviously
in great demand.

Better get them
moved into the hangars.

They're sitting ducks out here.

You're worried about security?

Apart from anything else,
Bonnard knows all about this,

and what Bonnard knows--

You think he'll talk?

Unless we get him home before
his tongue starts to wag.

Drive on.

[engine rumbling]

You'll be able to
keep each other company.

Two traitors together.

Renard.

What is it?

Adele.

I must see her.

I asked Luc, but
he's never liked me.

Liked you?

Good God, girl, what's
that got to do with it?

You don't understand.

She'll understand.

I'll pass the message on.

Use the emergency frequency.

We can't afford to hang about.

You want them to bomb
the airfield at Mayrand?

It's imperative.

And as for that
fiasco last night--

I think they'll
get the message.

This is pretty strong stuff.

It needs to be, Adele.

(SIGHS) I don't know.

I just can't imagine
what they're playing at.

I don't think the French
are too sure, either.

Oh, you've had some
of that too, have you?

Yes, Luc.

You can't really
blame him for getting

tetchy, not now that our
checks have started to bounce.

[MOURNFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Faith!
Faith!

What is it?

Message has just come
in on the emergency

frequency from Adele.

Wants us to bomb an
airfield, among other things.

"Build-up of aircraft at Mayrand
can only have one objective."

Sounds all right to me.

Well, you know
what to do then.

Right.

I'll get on to
reconnaissance straight away.

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Virginia!

Are you all right?

Sh.

Yes.

But what about you?

I just told them the truth.

And?

They didn't appear
to believe me.

You didn't s--

No, Virginia, I didn't.

Though I must say--

What?

I did wonder.

What?

No, it's all right.
It's nothing.

Well, what is
it, for God's sake?

I just wondered if
everything was as it seemed.

What on earth do you mean?

It occurred to me that it
was all a put up job, a trap,

with me as the willing
victim and you as the bait.

Don't you
understand, you cold,

(HISSING) stupid,
arrogant man, I've

been trying to protect you.

Whatever for?

Because I still love you.

[ROMANTIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Do you really?

(SHARPLY) Yes I
do, God damn it!

Sh, Virginia.

You'll wake the neighbors.

Oh, be quiet.

Well, since this is perhaps
the time and certainly

the place for
confessions, I suppose

I've got to say I love you too.

I'll tell them.

I'll go and tell them now.

Don't be ridiculous.

They'll just lock
you up as well.

- But I--
- It's all right.

They're not going to shoot me.

I'm much too valuable
to them alive.

[music - "j'attends un navire"]

You'll check it
out then, Bill?

Great, thanks.

I knew you and me could
do business together.

Aye.

You can always rely
on someone who's

been in the field, someone who
knows what it's like out there.

Right you are.

[receiver clicks]

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

I'd like to sit in,
if you don't mind.

So Monsieur Bonnard, you told
us earlier that in actual fact,

you were on our side.

Though unfortunately, you could
produce no evidence to support

this extraordinary claim.

I will tell you what I can.

The Germans next move.

They will advance
on all passes

and throttle your supply lines.

Hardly takes a military
genius to work that one out.

They're planning
an airborne invasion.

They're bringing planes
and paratroops to Mayrand.

We already know that.

Your information
is either useless

or out of date, Bonnard.

I'm sorry for that, monsieur.

(HARSHLY) You're
just spinning a yarn

to save your rotten neck!

You're going to have
to do better than this

if you want to see the
sun come up tomorrow.

You told us yesterday
that you've been

working for the resistance.

Yes.

But you refuse to say
who your contact was.

Is that still your answer?

You know the consequences.

Clement, I--

Well?

I'll tell you who his
contact was, though I suspect

it was more a case of
her working for him

than the other way about.

CLEMENT: Her?

Who do you mean?

Nicole?

Oh no, not Nicole.

Oh no, it was her.

Our brave leader, Dominique.

She's been meeting him regularly
ever since we got here.

Oh!

Adele.

Before you say anything,
I've come for only one reason.

To tell you that I
don't want to see you

again or speak to you again.

I know you hate me--

I have no interest
in you whatsoever.

I don't care what
happens to you.

As far as I'm concerned,
you no longer exist.

I hope I make myself clear.

Adele, listen to me, please!

You must help me.

There's a reason!

Is this true, Dominique,
what Antoine says?

Yes.

It's true.

But why?

Why?

Because he's my husband.

That's why.

[MENACING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[music - "j'attends un navire"]

[LIGHT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Well.

You will help me,
Adele, won't you?

Now that I've told you.

You'll talk to them?

You won't let them--

I'll do what I can.

Right.

You do what you can.

Thank you.

For God's sake, Bill,
I can't tell them that!

Their information is rock solid.

Aye-- Aye, but that's
just your opinion.

Do me a favor, Bill, will ye?

Right.

Thanks.

[receiver clanks harshly]

(SNIDELY) Thanks
very bloody much.

Wallace of reconnaissance.

Says his boys had a look at
that airfield a week ago.

Nothin'.

So I said that's probably
because they've only

started moving their stuff in.

And he says, in that
case, it wouldn't

do any harm to wait a bit.

And?

He's gonna send someone
over in two or three days.

I see.

I've got a transmission
to Adele shortly.

What I'm going to say to
her, I just don't know.

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

No.

Prisoner you asked for,
sir, Renard's daughter.

Sit down, child, sit down.

Florence, isn't it?
Oh, sit down.

There's no need
to be frightened.

You see, I'm going
to let you go.

Some mountain air
will do you good.

CLEMENT: Well?

Not good.

I think I've managed
to calm them down.

They wanted to clap
the whole lot of you

behind bars, for starters.

Renard, I--

Anyway.

I've kept the lynch mob at
bay, for the time being.

What happens now?

I don't know, Renard.

What do you think?

It's perfectly simple--

It would be best
for all of us, madam,

if you kept your mouth
shut for a while.

For your friends, for me, and
most particularly for yourself.

What are you going to do?

Nothing.

Let everybody cool
down for a bit.

Also give me a chance to
work out what I think.

- You don't really believe--
- Clement.

I'm not sure.

Clement!

This isn't the time, Adele.

God in heaven, as if we
hadn't enough problems!

I have to tell you.

CLEMENT: Not now, Adele.

It's very important.

It's a message from London
about the airfield at Mayrand.

According to their
reconnaissance,

there are no planes
there at all.

They've refused the
request for a bombing raid!

What!

Just walk up the
road, and before long,

you'll be picked up
by a Maquis patrol.

They will take care of the rest.

All right?

Off you go, then.

Don't forget to give your
father my message, will you?

Let's sit down and
talk about this--

The time for talking
is over, you'll soon see.

Luc!

Renard.

Tell Jean-Louis to get
a firing squad together.

The execution of a Vichy
scum and the girl Nicole

will proceed immediately.

[interposing voices]

And arrest this woman
and put her in custody!

She's a spy.

Renard--

In the meantime,
Clement, I'd advise you

and Adele and Antoine not to
stray too far from the village.

(GRIMLY) For your own safety.

[brush rustling]

[birdsong]

[MENACING ORCHESTRAL CHORD
PLAYING]

Luc, you know how
ridiculous this is.

Dominique is no spy!
- I'm sorry, Adele.

You heard Renard.
- And as for shooting people--

- I have my orders.
- It's barbaric!

(SHOUTING) I said
I have my orders!

What are you, Luc?

What are you?

You might as
well have this one.

Virginia?

[PLAINTIVE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Philippe.

[sobbing] I don't
know what to say.

[nicole gasps]

Come on.

(HARSHLY) Come on!

[panicked gasping]

Please, Luc, please!

[dominique sobbing]

Don't say anything.

RENARD: Get 'em ready!

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Clement, we must do something.

There's nothing we can do.

We must do something!

Like what, for God's sake?

Come on, I'll take
you away from here.

As If we could
escape that easily!

Renard, I have to tell you.

JEAN-LOUIS: Firing
squad, attention!

Ready.

[rifles ratcheting]

Take aim.

[faint sobbing]

[motorcycle engine buzzing]

Father!

Florence!

I'm away over to
air reconnaissance.

Oh?

Aye.

Have another crack at them.

I know most of them
over there, so it's

hard to say no to a mate when
he's sitting in front of you.

I see.

Have you debriefed
Martin from Area Two yet?

This morning.

And what about the--

(SHARPLY) Look, everything's--
(GENTLY) In order,

except this one thing.

I better be going.

[quiet chattering]

[fountain splashing]

Well.

They're offering
a swap, aren't they?

So what are you going to do?

[MOURNFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

You have no choice, Renard.

Luc.

Take them back to their cells.

[SLOW LIGHT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[philippe sighs]

[nicole sobs]

Philippe!

[dominique sobbing]

I don't want you to go.

I told you what he said.

If I don't return by
nightfall, the exchange

is off, and mother--

Somebody else
should have gone.

I could go.

He said me and nobody else.

Don't worry, Father.

We'll soon be together again.

Tomorrow.

10:00 at La Carte.

All right.

Take care.

What's going on?

No idea.

He just told me it
was off, that's all.

What brought it on in
the first place anyway?

The British have
let us down again!

They won't bomb the airfield.

Well, couldn't
we do something?

LUC: Like what?

Get in at night and blow
up the planes ourselves.

Yeah.

But we'd have to
do a recce first,

and there's precious
little chance of that.

Luc!

[hushed chattering]

You got all that?

Of course.

Better organize it, then.

She collapsed when
we got her in here.

Well, monsieur, are you going
to tell us what's going on?

If you've been working for the
resistance, Bonnard, why is it

the Nazis are so desperate
to have you back?

We're trading you in for the
lives of my wife and daughter.

And Nicole?

She goes too?

The Germans don't
know we've got her.

For her, the death
sentence stands.

Luc!

I want to ask you--
- What?

To do something.

To do something for me, Luc.

Yes?

I think you know what it is.

What's wrong with you?

Don't you realize what
that woman has done?

She's had Rex shot,
Renard's family taken,

and God knows what else!

She could have had you,
too, don't you realize that?

I'm not asking you to help
her, I'm asking you to help me!

You have to believe
me and trust me--

I don't understand you!

There's a reason, Luc.

For my sake, persuade Renard.

No.

Please, Luc.

I'm sorry, Adele.

There's only one way to finish
this thing, and you know it.

I won't ask you again.

You know that.

Adele.

Not ever.

[upbeat strings music playing]

Your friends sent
this over for you.

My friends?

That's a joke.

As long as they didn't
slip something into it.

Now get lost.

Can't you see I want
to be on my own?

Really?

I thought you look like
the sort of man who would

fancy a bit of uh, company.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Gordon?

[MOURNFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

No joy, then.

I'm sorry, Gordon.

Here we are.

[inaudible] Stand up
straight, [inaudible]..

How can you do your job if
you can't stand up straight?

[antoine chuckling]

And how can our
glorious Luftwaffe

go about this historic
task if you can't

do your job, you pathetic,
weak-kneed, miserable

little specimen, you?

Answer me that, eh?

They hate me, you know.

Do they?

They do.

I'm different, see?

Oh, I do my job, all right,
but I don't wallow in it.

I don't glory in it.

They hate me for it.

Tell me what your job was.

Me?

I'm a bomb aimer.
- Oh,

I'm very good.

Always go where I want them.
Boom!

[chuckling]

Very satisfying.

And you are here to?

To fill up the mortuaries.

Show these peasants what's what.

Can I see you tomorrow
night, in the bar?

Won't you be working?

Not for a few days.

The planes are here,
but we're still

waiting for the paratroops.

Ah.

Well, will you come?

Of course.

[chuckling quietly]

So you still do not
trust me, monsieur.

Just remember, we
still have your wife,

and I won't let her go until I'm
satisfied you haven't blabbed

to your friend Stuckler.

I give you my word.

I will do whatever
I can for you.

Get in the car.

When people like you
promise unswerving devotion,

I get jumpy.

Renard, would
you do me a favor?

Let me go with you.

It could be a trap.

You shouldn't go on your
own, apart from anything else.

[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Take care.

[engine puttering]

[birdsong]

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[engines rumbling]

My job, Renard.

I'll take them.

But sir--

I said I'll take them.

Go.

Philippe, my dear fellow.

Wait!

Are you him, the man
they call Renard?

Given a message, will you?

Tell him we shall meet, soon.

[SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Helene!

A moment of
happiness, eh, Philippe?

Let us hope they
make the most of it.

[OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[LIGHT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[engine rumbling]

You'll be safe here
for the time being.

What do you mean,
the time being?

When things settle down, find
somewhere really safe for you

and Florence to go.

I'm not leaving here, Jean.

On the plain, far
away from Beaufort.

I said I'm not leaving.

Don't be stupid, woman.

You can't stay here!

Shout all you like.

The answer will be the same.

(PLEADING) For God's
sake, think of Florence!

She's a child,
she's only a child.

Father.

Mother's right.

None of this would have
happened if we'd been

with you from the beginning.

Don't send us away.

All right?

I suppose so.

That girl of yours.

She's a tough one.

Heh.

She's growing up fast.

Like the rest of them.

Whatever happened to childhood?

I know.

Clement.

Whatever else happens, I want
to thank you for this morning,

for what you did.

That's all right.

What do you mean,
whatever else happens?

Have you decided
about Dominique?

It needs to be sorted out, now.

I know.

Whatever else happens.

[bicycle bell dinging]

Morning!

Antoine.

Where have you been?

[antoine chuckles]

Just got back.

Spent the night down below.

What?

Mayrand, there's a German
airman called [inaudible]..

Sensitive lad.

Very talkative.

You'll all have heard
Antoine's news by now.

I've been considering all
morning how to act upon it.

I've been considering
a lot of other things

too, which is why
we're all here.

Antoine, we're in your debt.

You showed the way.

We're in a mess.

We're not going to
get out of it till we

all start working together.

Is that right, Clement?

Of course.

Our survival also
depends on doing something

about those planes at Mayrand.

So we hit them.

A night raid?

Clement?

It's your show.

Luc, I want you and Antoine
to come up with a plan, fast.

Aren't we
forgetting something?

All this backslapping and
bonhomie is all very well,

but you're still holding one of
our people under close arrest,

remember?

Yes, I was just
coming to that.

I think we proved ourselves.

More than once.

And I'm bound to say
that, if you don't

release my comrade
immediately, it would

have serious consequences.

Oh, would it?

She's no traitor,
and you know it.

No, there you're wrong.

I believe she's no traitor,
but I don't know it.

It amounts to the same thing.

Hardly.

The gap between
probability and certainty

is wide indeed, big enough
for a man to lose his bearings

in, even lose his life in.

Oh, for God's sake, spare
me the armchair philosophy.

Most of my men, however, are
certain that she's a traitor.

Which is why she's
under close arrest.

Not to punish her,
but to protect her.

You see, I do have a problem.

Well, God knows
something's got to give.

What do I have to
do to prove myself?

What do you mean?

Seeing as you refuse to trust
me, just give me a chance,

Renard.

All right.

The traitor, Nicole.

Today we must dispose of her.

You, Dominique, shall
carry out the execution.

CLEMENT: For God's sake!

ADELE: No.

Please my friend, sit down.

What can I get you?

Something to eat?

A brandy, perhaps?

Nothing, thank you.

I'd just like to
get back to work.

I would not hear
of it, Philippe.

No, you must rest a while.

It was a distressing experience.

No, really--

And you have so
much to tell us.

Please.

Please, sit down.

Now, join me in a caf cognac.

[sighs] Very well.

I know.

I know.

It's uncivilized.

It's barbaric!

It's not just that--

And so very un-British.

Well, that has
nothing to do with it!

Oh, no?

No!

Let's see what
the others think.

We know how you feel.

Antoine?

Not my business.

Not my decision.

Clement?

You ask too much, Renard.

Though I can see, from
your point of view,

it does have a certain neatness.

Now what about you, madame?

(STAMMERING) I don't know.

I suppose--

Dominique, you can't.

No?

For God's sake, Adele.

No, you can't.

Because you wouldn't
only be killing Nicole.

You'd be killing her child.

She's three months pregnant.

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

The whole time you were
up there, you saw nobody,

recognized nobody?

I was blindfolded
the whole time.

But what about the
men who kidnapped you?

[philippe sighs]

They took me by surprise.

Hit me over the head.

When I came to, the
scarf was over my eyes.

I see.

But that man who released
you this morning.

He didn't speak, and
his face was covered.

But I--

But you might just
manage to pick him out

if we ever lay hands on him.

Perhaps.

Well, Philippe, this
is very disappointing.

You saw nothing
of their defenses

or their state of preparedness?

No.

But I did hear from
my cell the sound

of vehicles, heavy vehicles.

Artillery on the move, perhaps?

Artillery?

Yes, and lots of
noise, lots of men.

I see.

Well, Philippe, I'll let
you get back to your duties.

Right.

And thank you.

I owe you my life.

No, not at all, Philippe.

I was just doing my duty.

Ah, by the way, they didn't get
anything out of you, did they?

Nothing.

Not a thing.

Good.

Metzhofen.

Sir.

Security at Mayrand
airfield, I want it increased.

Perimeter guards, patrols.

Roadblocks on all
approach roads.

You understand me?

Sir.

You suspect something?

Something's
twitching, that's all.

So what's the security like?

Very tight at the gate,
but lax everywhere else.

An occasional patrol around
their perimeter fence.

Few searchlights.

And the roads round about?

Nothing.

The main problem of the
airmen themselves, they're

bivouacked next to
their planes, but they

let them out for a bevvy
or two in the local bar.

So if we hit the place
during the evening rather

than the middle of the night--
- We should be all right.

Right.
A small team, then.

ANTOINE: Yeah.

Say five or six?
ANTOINE: Yeah.

All the people who are
used to plastic explosives?

Myself, Clement, Adele.

Adele!

MAN: [inaudible].

Hey up, big
meeting's over at last.

Got it sorted out, have you?

Yes, well we--

Good, we'll go for it tonight.

Brief Clement.
- Sooner the better.

Hm.

Antoine.

[ADELE AND RENARD QUIETLY
CONVERSING]

Look after Dominique, will you?

Just keep an eye on her.

She's out, then?

Yes.

With my guarantee,
she'll not go far, OK?

[antoine scoffs]
Yeah, but what about--

My decision still
stands, Adele.

Now, I must go.

But--

If you insist on
discussing it further,

I'll be back in a
couple of hours.

Luc.

Gordon!
Where have you been?

I've been waiting for you.

Walking.

What?

Walking.

Round and round the park.

Trying to work out what to do.

Look, I know
you're upset about

this reconnaissance business.

Tried to make
some sense of it.

(SOFTLY) We can't help them.

We can't help them, you and me.

So what are we doing?

The only thing we can do.

Our best.

[gordon laughs tiredly]

Well, that's not
good enough, Faith.

That's why I want out.

Resign?

No, you can't do that, Gordon.

I can.

And I will.

You can't.

Do you mind
telling me why not?

[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Because apart
from anything else,

it's a luxury that's
not open to them.

Oh no, Gordon.

We have to stick it
out, just as they do.

Look, are you sure you
want to come down here?

I mean--

I left my things.

I won't be a moment.

They're letting you go.

Yes.

They're letting me go.

What's happening?

Tell me, you must know.

What's happening to me?

I-- I don't know.

NICOLE: (PLAINTIVELY) Tell me!

Dominique?

Yes?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

There's a story, isn't there?

Well, you better tell me.

She was a secretary at
the beginning of the war.

Her father was a policeman.

A conservative,
virtually a fascist.

When the Vichy
crowd were looking

for women to join
the secret police,

he put her name forward.

She became a [inaudible].
She met this man.

They worked together.

Two months ago, he was killed
in a raid on a Maquis hideout,

and a week later, she discovered
she was carrying his child.

[birdsong]

So?

So?

She was an ordinary girl.

Happy in her work,
perfectly contented

until the war started.

Just another victim, is
that what you're saying?

Perhaps.

There are too
many victims, even

in this small corner of France.

We can't worry about them all.

Can't we?

No, we can't.

Anyway.

Don't you realize why I
brought you here to this place?

This is where we
buried the dead from

[inaudible] from the church.

We said prayers for them here.

We gave them back to God.

Hm.

You remembered.

Perhaps you've forgotten who
really brought them here.

I know!

She was responsible.

She must pay.

The innocent will be
revenged, is that it?

If you like.

But that's how it started!

She came here, she volunteered,
to avenge his death,

the father of her child.

Yes.

But he was no innocent.

Perhaps not, but she
loved him all the same.

It's just a vicious
circle, don't you see?

And it keeps going
round and round.

Good God, girl, don't
tell me you're surprised.

Of course it's vicious.

That's the nature of the beast.

You think I've never cried
out for it all to end?

When will it all end Renard?

I'll tell you.

When the Germans go
back where they belong,

on the other side of the Rhine.
- And until then?

We fight them.

Simple as that.

[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

We avenge the innocent with
the death of another innocent.

A true innocent,
an unborn child.

Is that what you're
saying, Renard?

[florence humming quietly]

[florence laughs quietly]

Father.

Oh Adele, you've come at last.

Something's happened.

I can tell.

They're going to
kill me, aren't they?

You did nothing, and now
they're going to kill me!

Oh, be quiet.

Nobody's going to kill you.

Your life's been spared
because of the child.

[nicole gasps]

They'll keep you prisoner
here, but they won't kill you.

Oh, don't touch me.

How I despise you.

Yet I've saved your life.

Now you'll be a mother.

God help your child, Nicole.

And God give me peace at last.

You're going to meet
Luc and Jean-Louis.

Yes.

They're taking the other van.

We'll keep them in the
airfield, switch vehicles,

use this one for the getaway.

You sure you're all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

You sure you don't
want to change your mind?

No, I'm fine, really.

Anyway, they need
at least five people

who can handle
explosives, and I've

had more experience than you.

CLEMENT: Right, time
we weren't here.

[engine puttering]

Take care.

We will.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[heavy footfalls rushing]

[airplane engine buzzing]

[VEHICLES AND EQUIPMENT
CLANKING]

[vehicle engine puttering]

[hushed footfalls rushing]

[wire cutters clicking]

Meet back in 15 minutes, OK?

[switch rasping]

[MENACING ORCHESTRAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Get away, quick!

[gunfire rattling]

[man screaming]

Luc!

All right.

All right!

I've had enough.
[rifle clattering]

That's it.

[soldiers shouting]

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Take him.

[music - j'attends un navire]

[SOLEMN ELECTRONIC CHORD