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Your parents will be thrilled. Such a good party.

I am ready.

Where did he go? What did you say to him?

You got proposed to and said yes. - His father asked you and you said yes.

He's gone to London. Ridley Rd. Say your name is Evans, not Epstein.

Don't let anyone know that you are Jewish.

I'm looking for Jack Morris.

Which secretarial training are you following? - I'm a hairdresser.

Take this.

I am not a political person. - You are.

The Jews are the saboteurs of Europe. - Go away, Jews.

Jack?

I hurt bad people.

We don't know anything about Jack. - You don't know how to reach him.

Colin Jordan and his Nazi thugs are dangerous.

What if Jack had a sweetheart? She can just show up unexpectedly...

and ask innocent questions.

Ms. Carpenter. - Mr. Jordan. Nice to finally meet you.

I want to thank you for all the hard work that you do for the people of this country.

It's the people who work hard for little money.

I'm just their mouthpiece.

The sound of heavy boots can be quite disturbing. Sorry about that.

We would be better Indian shamans imitate and walk barefoot.

But I do not know or that the boys will like it.

I won't keep you long.

I'm alone here to inquire about Peter Fox.

Where he is currently.

I'm his girlfriend and already have Haven't heard from him for a while.

His girlfriend?

Peter can consider himself lucky.

I wondered if he was okay.

I assure you he's fine, Ms. Carpenter.

It is normal...

I understand the work you do...

and the opposition you get. - Please do not worry.

My goal is to protect this country. That also applies to my men.

I take my role very seriously.

I was just wondering or you can tell me where he is.

Where in Manchester did you grow up?

Manchester, sir? Yes. Near Castlefield.

Not far from Peter. - Yes.

And your parents? Your father? - He's a postman.

He was a postman.

My mother is a housewife. They met in church.

Tell him to call me and we'll share him into the Manchester division.

Thanks for coming, Ms. Carpenter.

Mr. Jordan, it would put my mind at ease if you... could say how Peter is doing.

Heavens, sir.

We all have wounds to some extent.

Just because of what we do. The sacrifices we make.

Do you have any wounds, Ms. Carpenter, that determine who you are?

I don't know if I understand you.

You can't fool me.

You have the most intelligent eyes I have ever seen.

Just like my mother's.

I find this terribly exciting.

You came all the way here knocking on my door...

Not just for the sake of early love, right?

Or maybe. Who am I to be curious?

I have wounds indeed, as you call it.

I bear the pain of seeing that my father and grandfather...

both dedicated soldiers in the RAF, be despised by this country.

I see men of color who took over my father's job.

I see negro hooligans in the community of terrorizing my family...

where ever they were peace and civility lived.

I see blood from foreigners mixed with the blood of fellow countrymen.

And I know that Peter is me needs in this battle.

Of course I'm just a girl...

and I can't do it the same way contribute like a man, but...

my concern and my devotion is...

that I somehow must be involved in this struggle.

It's not about Peter and me. It's bigger than us.

I can't really explain it.

I need to know where Peter is, so I can help him...

with his work around Britain getting back.

One moment.

Lee. - Sir.

We wouldn't mind going for a ride with that lady.

Run through. - I am walking.

Continue. - I will do that?

Why are you following me? - Because I want you out of the street now.

I'm on the open road.

That's what I'm doing. - Go away.

Continue.

You don't mean that, do you?

Go back to Stepney, you bastard. This is not your territory.

Get lost.

I would stay in that car if I were you. - Bastards.

Yes, David. Yes, of course I did.

I bought her a train ticket, but she refused them.

Yeah, but David, listen. David, try to calm down.

Okay. Yes.

He experiences a nightmare.

How could you lose sight of her? - Be silent. I'm going to be on the lookout again.

We can't do more.

Where are we? - You want to see Peter, don't you?

Come.

Don't look so scared.

Dad, look what I caught. I put a leaf in it for food.

Awesome. - Sorry, sir, he walked away.

It's good that he's walking around.

Who is that?

Go with Elise. I'll be right there.

Along here.

Is this Mr. Jordan's house?

From the membership fees and his teacher salary? I do not think so.

Who owns the house then?

Lee won't like me talking.

It belongs to the Duke of Westwick. They can use it for training.

That is always very exciting.

When are you due? -November.

Congratulations.

You forget the nausea and the hair loss.

Look. - So it's not your first?

I have something that might help. I am a hairdresser.

These are men who practice.

So you're Peter's fiancée?

I can't blame you. Such a handsome man.

Don't tell my Lee this.

Where has Mr. Jordan gone? Will he be away for long?

Look at that coat of yours.

I like that.

I like that butterfly. - I sewed it on myself.

That is not hard. My father is a tailor and...

Did your father teach you that?

That's nice.

My father only taught me to steal, drinking and avoiding the police.

I better keep working those sandwiches for tomorrow.

I have to finish them. They bury them quickly.

Who are they burying quickly?

No, the dough has become sticky.

Elise, who's burying who quickly?

If things go wrong, I will be beaten.

Lee says they don't need a packed lunch, but what else should I do?

Are the boys up to something?

Elise, I scared my butterfly.

We're going to calm him down, right?

He's hurting himself.

If we put a tea towel around it, he thinks it is night.

Will he die?

Not if you make holes in it so he can breathe.

He doesn't know he's locked up.

Jane?

I was distracted.

Wrap it up by four o'clock, Jason. - Yes sir.

I put them in at the back.

Such a beautiful house.

Not ours, unfortunately. Loaned to us for a few months.

This allows us to practice for a few days.

A generous gentleman. - The Duke of Westwick?

I saw the gun in the hall.

You don't miss anything, do you?

It looks worse than it is.

Please do not worry. He'll be just fine.

We'll take care of him, okay?

Don't panic him, will you?

Peter.

There's someone here for you. - Thank you.

Peter, it's me, Jane.

Hello, Jane. What a nice surprise.

Don't force yourself.

Did Mr. Jordan bring you here?

Yes, I went to see him. He very kindly brought me here.

How nice of him. Thank you, sir.

You shouldn't have made that effort.

Isn't it fancy here, Jane? - All.

You must give Mr. Jordan a tour ask in the rose garden.

Apparently it is very beautiful.

I'll wait outside.

Better not have too long a visit, Ms. Carpenter.

The road to recovery is still long. - Naturally.

You're not allowed to do this. - Yes, Jack.

Come back with me, please.

I can't take you here leave it with those animals.

Do you think you can deceive these idiots? with your Marilyn impersonation?

No. - Whose idea is this?

Sol? Ronnie? Should you do this for them? - No, actually it was my idea.

I want to get you out of here.

Paul, let my friends back to go to work.

Just show it to me.

A butterfly.

They're crazy. They eat you for breakfast.

They killed a schoolboy. Did you know?

Yes I know. - What happened to you?

Are they onto you? Do they suspect something? No, they don't suspect anything.

It must remain that way.

Tell Sol it was an accident. I am fine. Still.

I have so many questions to ask you, so much I need to know.

I don't want to keep you.

Load immediately. Very good.

Good luck with your recovery, Peter.

How is it going here? - We're ready, sir.

It was nice seeing you.

Goodbye, Peter. - Goodbye, Jane.

Look how high. They call it Street in the Sky.

I have them all over Bow seen shoot out of the ground.

It looks like a crematorium if you ask me.

Concrete with small coffins in it.

I would feel buried alive.

Mrs. Jones, the council has decided and you'll have to go.

There are almost no English ladies left in the street. Why stay?

It's my house. I have my boys raised here. I fixed it up.

How should I wrap up 60 years?

I'll help if there's a cup of tea in it.

Come on.

It's a huge house. I had never seen anything like it.

The duke allows them to train there.

I knew the Duke of Westwick is underhanded.

That's why I don't like those gentlemen on their horses that...

sniffing for pheasants.

Looking for pheasants?

Whatever it is that they do, they are fascists.

The Royal family... - Stop it, Sol.

Did they say what they use the house for? - Yes. For training.

Were there men training there?

Yes, training took place on the lawn.

How many? - A dozen? Two dozen?

Yes something like that. - How many?

I saw about 15 of them. Maybe more.

That's Spearhead. - What is that?

Jordan's own militia. We knew nothing about numbers and equipment.

But now the Duke is backing his own army.

That's how we'll get them.

Who else was there, Vivien? - A boy. Paul, Colin's son.

And a girl. Sweet, strange.

There was exactly something wrong with her.

She seemed harmless at first and then she said: They bury their dead quickly.

Just in passing.

She made sandwiches for an operation that was in the pipeline.

It's the funeral from that schoolboy, huh?

Are you sure, Vivien? - I think so.

Think very carefully. This can be dangerous.

She said: They bury their dead quickly. They were preparing for something.

Don't you think you did that first should have said?

Don't scare the girl.

So they want to cause a nuisance. Now we know.

I'm going to the Oppenheims...

for the location of the funeral to change.

Vivien, you can be very proud of yourself. You have done a good deed.

What are you doing? They must be protected.

No sissies, Ronnie. Men who don't be afraid to break a nail.

Make sure they are safe and get away.

Come with me.

If there is something, we will contact you.

Boys.

Hello, sir.

Hope you don't mind, I wanted to read this Strength Through Joy book.

Under the Reich the Führer sent 22,000 families go to the theater.

He wanted to uplift them through means of art. Is not that great?

Indeed.

Is something wrong, sir?

I'm on to you, Peter Fox.

Thank you. - Don't mention it. Goodbye then.

You must be the tenant. - Yes.

Terrible what they do to our elderly. Take care of her, will you?

You're giving me the fright of my life.

You look like a movie star. - Thank you.

The municipality gives me no choice.

I have to get out before they get there continue with the bulldozer.

Would you box them up, please?

You clearly offended the girl. She ran off all alone.

Say it...

what are your intentions?

She's a nice girl, but...

not my type.

Think carefully about your best years of a woman wasted.

She's clearly in love with you.

Just visiting from Manchester.

I doubt that's the case, sir. She probably wanted to meet you.

People have a lot of respect for you. You don't realize that exactly.

It's hard to find nice ladies to find people who understand the matter.

She seemed well informed.

That's unusual with someone so young.

Just be careful. Do not let yourself be distracted.

We are making progress, I want everyone to be fit.

Yes. That's all.

I'll keep an eye on it, sir.

There is a bedroom for you.

I can decorate it until you have your own place.

I won't throw you out on the street. - Thank you.

That gentleman seemed nice. - Mr. Burns is always very attentive.

The driving force behind the community group.

Here, would you like to pack this up? - Yes.

They put me on the 15th floor.

Apparently with a nice view, but I will miss the sidewalk.

There is an elevator, but my friend, Vera, was stuck on the 17th floor.

Her elevator hasn't worked a day yet since she lived there.

Mrs. Jones...

can we speak freely?

Naturally. We get along well with find each other. You are a sweet tenant.

Would you please don't tell anyone about me?

It has to do with my fiancé.

My ex-fiance.

He can make things difficult for me. I don't want to stand out right now.

Just for a little while. - I understand. I promise.

Your ex looks like a monster. Dangerous.

Very dangerous indeed.

Jeremy hasn't slept. Nobody slept.

We can't sleep. - What can I say?

She seems to love it the London theatre.

She might just need some time. - She's 23. She doesn't have time.

Tell them, Jeremy. Tell us what we decided.

Yes correct.

It's kind of hard, but...

dad has decided me to have the commercial properties managed.

He put them in my name. - Congratulations. What a responsibility.

An expansion of my portfolio and bank investments.

The rents remain in the family group as it were.

So you mean that you will be my landlord.

No, it's not like that.

Dad wouldn't think about it asking family rent.

I don't plan to do that either if we are family.

But if we care about one thing or another strange reason not to become family...

then there must be a financial arrangement be provided.

I have to warn you, David it's very expensive where you are.

It is a prime location.

Hello.

She might have to... A moment.

We can't afford those expensive rents. Your father knows that.

Without your father we would be our heads can't keep it above water.

Then your daughter has to go there maybe think about it.

Maybe during Bernard Shaw's break with some crunchy peanuts.

You're home very late, Roza.

Sorry, I had more messages to do now that Vivien is gone.

I have your lunch boxes.

She will come back soon.

Have you closed everything properly?

Yes. Everything is fine. Do not worry.

Apparently the customers are still there.

Uncle...

Nothing.

We remain in the dark about the how and why of her death...

like that's her back would bring to life.

She had everything men find attractive in women.

Marilyn was this year's sex symbol.

Did you do that yourself, Vivien? It looks great.

She grew up in orphanages and foster homes to people who were paid to do so.

Norma Jean was an illegitimate child. Her mother didn't want her.

Okay. I've heard enough.

Turn it off, Vivien. Chrissy, put on a record, please.

You would be fired if my mother found out.

Excuse me? I do not know...

You visited the NSM. - Did you follow me?

Yes indeed.

Why? You don't have that right.

Who did you meet? Colin Jordan? Does he impress you or something?

No. - You need to be careful.

He is in more ways than one a wrong man.

New in town, you don't know anyone, spotted in a fascist demonstration.

Who are you?

Who are you really?

Do not mind me.

Oh, I love hearing that song.

They moved it.

Cunning serpent brood.

Do we smash them? - No, let's get out of here.

I told them you weren't coming, Sol. - What's wrong?

I just want him one have a good trip.

I know, but it's not a good idea.

Not that they blame you, but...

he can be buried in peace. At least that's something, Sol.

What did the police say? - They're not interested.

I think she's Jack give wrong information.

Why do they say him that it is an evaluation...

and yet they show up fully armed?

I had to protect that boy.

If I had done more.

If I had brought more men.

Those bastards are winning.

They are winning and that kills me.

Waste of time.

Wait a second.

It was a slut who killed her babies with booze.

The truth which they will not publish.

Her mother didn't want her and she sold her body.

A mattress princess. Clearly.

Of course I feel sorry for her, but actually she did it to herself.

Viv.

You have to work the color in better. - Sorry.

Vivien? Someone asks you to make a permanent one.

Would you like to take a seat here? - Yes thank you.

Sad, isn't it, about Marilyn? - Yes.

I loved her in Some Like It Hot.

Those dressed up guys Wasn't that a joke?

Are you going to a nice place on holiday?

Yes, to Portugal. - You?

Maybe I'll go with my family to Scarborough.

Nice. I've never been there myself.

Oh no. Her teeth are way too white.

What do you think? - I'd like to have teeth like that.

Real? Look again.

Meeting at Perlmutters, tonight at 10 p.m.

You know why Marilyn loved making films?

She said that as the camera is aimed at you...

it's like being with 10,000 men fucks at the same time but doesn't get pregnant.

Nobody is perfect.

Vivien?

Good.

Come.

Hello, Vivien.

Thanks to you, a grieving mother was able to buried her son in peace.

A really good deed.

You saved us in the process. You are a natural talent.

Now we must focus our attention here's to your other discovery...

Colin Jordan's bandit army.

Spearhead? - Precisely.

If we can get proof of their money, weapons or how they train...

we can prosecute them as a paramilitary organization.

Come here, Vivien.

This is a simple task.

Do you see that thing? That's a transmitter.

You have to help Jack plant that wherever Jordan works.

Jack knows how to do it.

I don't know anything about... - It's not difficult.

Even Nancy could do it. Although together with her sisters.

If we do it right, we can record everything they say with this.

We can do the tires to Special Branch.

When exactly do you want me to go?

This evening? - We have to stay ahead of them.

We have to stop them. Every second counts.

Have you informed my father about this?

Don't worry about your father. He and I have an agreement.

Rabbi?

You do not have to do anything what you don't want, Vivien.

If you want to go back to your family we'll take you there.

But with this Jack can send messages to us.

Precisely. - Yeah, it's okay, little guy.

This isn't about Jack anymore.

You can forget about getting him out. You saw it. He doesn't want to get out.

He will be there for a long time. Injured or not.

Now it's about you about who you are.

What does this have to do with who I am? - Are you anti-fascist or not?

Of course it is. I find them views downright disgusting.

You misunderstand the question. Anyone can get it wrong.

The question is not whether you are not racist or are non-fascist.

The question is whether you participate.

Not if you are in your salon you're filing your nails...

you shake your head at the radio, turn him off...

and continue with your day.

The question is what we do after we turn off the radio after the program?

An antifascist fights.

That's what an antifascist does.

Tell us. You overcame great fears...

to enter that building and follow those men.

So you could get invaluable information to share with us.

How did you feel when you did all those overcame fears and reached us?

Honestly? - Yes.

I felt fucking fantastic.

Welcome to Group 62, Vivien.

What if it turns violent? - It won't, not with you.

I'm not a fighter, Nancy.

I don't know anything about self-defense.

You have other weapons.

Get in there, finish it, come out.

Are you ready?

Don't hold back.

Okay. - Good luck girl.

Is Mr. Jordan in?

What happened? - I was attacked.

They called me Nazi scum.

I got a lift from the station.

Wait here.

Elise will take care of you.

Moderate her. Give her fresh clothes or something.

I really don't need a refresh.

What? The way you look? Of course it is.

You are soaked from the rain.

Lee thinks it's too suggestive for me. It's not very flattering.

I think it suits my condition.

Elise, what happened to your eye?

I told you. If things don't go well, I get it.

If only they sent them all back to the ovens.

It would change my life a lot make easier.

What?

Are you shy? I won't look.

No, no, of course not.

Does it fit? - Yes.

We have come to the end of a doomed era.

It's the specific purpose of fascism...

to end the party system for once and always eliminate.

It's a game that's over.

There is no need for parties, politicians and the vain palaver at Westminster...

while the country is on fire.

The day will come when it will disrupted banking system ends.

Yes sir. Yes. Just tell them.

The day will come when the satanic Jewish international financier...

which thrives on cash shortages will be destroyed forever.

We are the spiritual victors.

The triumph of the will becomes tomorrow's physical victory.

Three cheers for the spirit.

Jack.

He couldn't handle chaos make at the funeral.

That is entirely your fault.

Look.

Beauty.

We have to...

place that under the desk.

Just let me...

Jack...

You can't do this alone.

We must act quickly. - Good.

Why do they have The Chronicle?

To know which things they must destroy.

Especially when something new opens up, they like to throw a brick at it.

Someone's coming. What can I do, Jack?

What should I do? - Distract them. Fast.

Jeff told me you were attacked.

You're safe here, Ms. Carpenter.

You can get that gear here don't get hold of.

Come with me.

Hello David.

I'm coming to London myself. I am coming.

Yes. Good night.

Any news?

She's back in the theater.

Oscar Wilde.

Come on, David.

She will soon become an actress herself.

Do not worry.

It will be all right.

We will lose everything. You heard them.

Is that all you think about, Liza? - No.

When are you coming back? - I'll be back when I get back.

Yes?

There's still some chicken left for you. - Thank you, aunt.

I try not to have the feeling that everything is broken, but...

no one tells me anything. I'm in the dark.

It's always been that way and always will remain so

I'm a maid.

That's all I am, an unpaid maid.

I heard something about it on the radio.

How do you do it?

After everything you've been through.

What do you mean?

How can you still have one foot? for the other moves?

Don't know.

Reading helps.

Every time I try to read, my thoughts wander.

What is that? - Just look.

Found in uncle's office. - Roza, you're not allowed to snoop around.

You've been so good to me.

I don't want to stand between you...

but maybe it's time that you know what he is doing.

Where uncle goes when he is on a business trip.

Come on.

Please. - Thank you.

I heard your speech.

I don't really know what to say.

I have never been been so inspired.

This is no place for a lady.

Boys tend to to get quite excited.

That's because they are passionate because you speak so truthfully.

From the heart.

I mean every word.

I believe in our ultimate goal and the triumph of National Socialism.

Do you also believe in it?

Yes.

Are you afraid of me?

No.

What is that look then?

What is?

I'm so upset.

Peter doesn't care about me.

When he was silent I should have known that he wasn't interested.

Daddy.

What is?

My butterfly...

doesn't move.

I think he's dead.

Go to bed.

It's getting late. Shall I hide you?

We can take a look at him. Your butterfly, I mean.

He doesn't want to go to school. He's being bullied.

I never know what I am have to say to him.

You do. You're very good with him.

He is a very sweet boy.

It has long been a...

How can I say, not a dream...

just a desire for a whole evening...

to talk about politics with a beautiful young woman.

What did you say yesterday? told me in my office...

I've been thinking about that all day.

What you have seen the sadness you carry in your heart...

the humiliation of your father.

I've thought about it a lot.

Thank you.

I'm a little sorry got excited.

No not necessary. - No.

I'm sorry, I meant it's not inappropriate.

I forgive you.

But I do want you to talk to me...

and sits with me.

Are with me.

That's all.

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