It moved down there. Yes.
Only fire on a sure shot. Always think of the ammunition.
I think they're there.
There behind the bush. Shut up, bitch ! They'll hear us.
We've waited half an hour. In war you do wait, Claude...
You're cold, pissed off and you wait. Have you been to war ?
No discussing that now !
You're dead my guys. It can't be true !
Bravo for the Reds !
They've thrashed us. Shit, you should have watched out, not argued.
When we're up against the Boches, it will be our hides at risk.
Don't you understand that ? It's useless to look out ahead.
The enemy doesn't come from where you expect them.
It's because we're pretending... and using nothing but fake guns.
We're not pretending, we're training ! It's pouring...!
We should be doing it when the weather's good !
And when will we have weapons ? Real ones ? I don't know.
You've been saying that for a long time. When will we finally fight ?
When we have weapons, I suppose !
Let's go ! Those who aren't fetching wood, or on guard, back to your places.
In position so the Blues attack, and the Reds defend.
Let's go boys !
You should take a look at the article I told you about.
Heinrich ?
What are you doing with that ? What a magnificent weapon !
Light, practical, solid, easy to put together and take apart.
You'd say it was a German weapon.
The RAF parachuted it in the forest last night. One of our patrols picked it up.
I'd have preferred to pick up those it was intended for.
but what a beautiful object !
The article I was telling you about... It's about an officer.
A French officer, but no matter. A bullet in the spine, near the cord like you.
You want us correspond, and exchange X-rays ?
He had a new type of operation, and now has no pain. Really ?
"After four months convalescence, the patient started to walk on crutches..."
Stop ! Your dear husband told me about this operation when I was his patient, a long time ago.
So ?
One chance in six of being paralyzed in the arms and legs.
One chance in six is not enormous, to never have any pain.
One chance in six...
Here... One chance in six.
No, Heinrich ! One chance in six.
Is not so enormous. Stop. Stop !
Heinrich !
It's still a risk, right ?
A month without news ! You told me he'd send us news.
So I was wrong. Laughably, as so often.
No, you don't understand what he was to me.
Is there a chance he's been arrested ? No, I think Servier would tell me.
You're not sure ? Servier may not know, if the Germans had taken him
There are things you're not telling me. No, I assure you.
When you went to the camp in the woods and you said you had an argument...
Did he tell you anything else ? That he wanted to join the Resistance.
And the farmer, Anselme, that you talked to...
Did he have no news ? No.
The Resistant who got him to change his mind, is he a good guy ?
I don't know. I don't know. It's pointless to speculate.
Your brother made a choice. A choice I don't like, certainly. But one you ought to respect.
The three of us were so good together. Listen, the war will end and he'll return.
I want to see him. Tell me where he is. No !
You risk your life and mine... and his if you go.
Three.
Four.
Five. Go ! Six.
Seven Higher ! Higher ! Higher !
I can't do it ! Yes. it's in your head.
Pull yourself up. Go !
One.
Two
Three...
So. What are you going to sing with our dear little ones ?
" Douce France" by Charles Trenet. I don't know it.
I heard it one day on Radio Paris. I had trouble finding it.
You copied it fifteen times by hand ?
Well done !
How does it go ?
Sweet France,
dear country of my childhood
rocked by tender carelessness,
I kept you in my heart.
Difficult even for Trenet to find Sweet France ! Trenet isn't a Maréchaliste
When I think that at first, when you arrived...
What ? I didn't have absolute confidence in you.
Because of the letter ?
Yes.
Now you have confidence ? I think so.
That's because I have a better head for red wine than you.
No. You're good deep down.
Mysterious, but good.
You're really sure ? Yes.
So, let me join the Resistance with you.
I thought that you trusted me.
Can you tell me why you want to join the Resistance ? I 'm not saying I'm in it, eh ?
Because I don't like the Nazis.
I don't like Vichy.
I don't like the regime, Monsieur Bériot. So why have you returned to teaching ?
For the dunces.
If I hear talk of something, I'll tell you. Keep up the good work.
Thank you.
So, gentlemen ?
These groups of evaders. Where are you ?
Marchetti ?
Well, we know one. A group of about twenty...
directed by a guy called Antoine... Brother-in-law of Raymond Schwartz.
Bravo !
But Schwartz is not responsible for his relatives.
They're somewhere in the mountains, above Mareuil Wood.
About here. We're not absolutely sure.
And you're doing nothing ?
No, because they're doing nothing, Monsieur le Maire. They just killed 3 German soldiers.
Monsieur Chassagne, you have information that we don't have.
I'm close to the local Chief of the Milice, in the southern zone, Capitaine Janvier.
Ah yes, the Milice, your little black berets ! So ?
According to him, it was the Mareuil Wood STO evaders who attacked your truck.
A group directed by a certain Antoine
They're not armed. How do you know ?
Because a few days ago we picked up one who deserted. He talked, and told us about the STO's
They're bored, hungry and cold. They dream of glory, but they're not armed.
They could receive them at any moment.
They represent a challenge to Collaboration, against the Maréchal, against France.
The STO is supposed to be primarily in your interest, right ? Yeah, yeah.
What do they do to survive ? To eat, to drink...
They manage. Hunt, fish...
some roots, fruit... Nature, eh ? Paradise.
We should lay on an encirclement attack against these vermin. I know the Milice is ready.
The Milice has nothing to do with the northern zone.
What interests me are the terrorists who killed our three soldiers.
I tell you it's them ! I tell you it's impossible.
When in doubt, crush them.
If you arrest Antoine, and judge him publicly, can you imagine the impact ?
We'd finally fill the STO quotas.
I'm not going to waste my strength to crush your boy scouts.
But I'm telling you, we're going to execute ten of the hostages that we took in recent weeks.
I'm going to ensure that they are people from Villeneuve.
And we'll continue to do so...
as long as the murderers of our three soldiers have not been handed over.
That's all. Thank you, Messieurs
Antoine also exaggerates things.
I'm getting annoyed. He wants to decide everything.
He listens to nothing and no one.
If this continues, I'm pushing off. Me too.
Where will you go ? I like Antoine a lot.
He likes him a lot ? Because he never lies.
That's good. Seriously...
Do we really spend the Winter like this ? Waiting without knowing what we're waiting for
Life is waiting. Waiting for what ?
Death, of course ! Nothing else.
What then ?
You never think about death ?
No, not too much.
As little as possible. I think about it often.
Ah ! What do you envisage ?
When you think about it, what do you see ? I don't think so.
You can't see death ! I see it.
Yes. I see it.
It's a huge woman dressed in black. Dry and wrinkled.
She confronts me, but won't look me in the eyes.
She has bad teeth, dirty nails,
eyes sunk in their sockets, so sunk that to see them...
you have to approach her.
If you get close, you smell her stinking breath.
She's often there...
"So, Monsieur Claude ?"
"When will you come see me ?" "As late as possible, Madame. As late as possible."
" Why not now ?" " Wait..."
I 'm still young, I've done almost nothing." "Do, do ?"
"What good doing, when the end is nigh. I undo everything !"
"But...!"
"I want to do something big."
"I'd like them to remember me. After you, of course."
"After me ?" "After my death."
"Bit I'm not your death, I am death."
"The same for all, single price. I don't take ration coupons."
"But if you don't want to come, I'll take another."
" Maybe... him.
"Or him..."
" Or then, him...!"
"Unless you'd prefer to wait."
She disappears.
She flies away.
So, you see it's not so bad to wait !
I can do nothing, Madame. No German Service will sell morphine,
Also we're being watched. By whom ?
By Kollwitz's men. By the SD Internal Service.
No, but on the French side there must be a solution. People traffic in everything, why not morphine ?
I don't know, Madame. In any case, it will take money.
Thank you, Ludwig.
Come on, Ligonier, hurry ! Go, go, go !
No need to worry, with a little luck the war will be over.
It's OK.
What's going on ? His father was deported to Germany.
He was taken in the roundup, yesterday.
Ursule. It will pass. Leave me alone.
It's hard in Germany, but he'll come back soon.
We don't know that.
Ursule...
Do you know what we're going to do ?
Look at me, look at me. Listen to me.
I know the good God sees everything that happens.
I'll go to church and light a candle for your Papa.
OK ?
I'll think very hard for him. and I'll pray for him.
I'll pray to the good Lord, to watch over your Papa.
God doesn't do all we ask. But if we ask with all our heart, he hears.
Do you agree ? Yes.
Can you take him home, dear ? OK.
Poor kid. This is the fifth from the school whose Papa has been taken.
Since Chassagne became Mayor it goes from bad to worse.
Will you come with me ?
Where ? To church...
Your class is over.
And two will not be too many, to pray.
OK.
Good day. Madame ?
I know there's a Cyprien here ? Is that you ? Alas, no.
Cyprien ?
Thank you.
Madame ?
I have something to sell.
Apparently you serve as an intermediary in various traffics.
I don't know what you're talking about. I've seen your SD file.
If I wanted to harm you, I have another way of doing things.
I have something to sell. Well no... to exchange.
What ? It's of high value, and comes from London.
London... ? That seems dangerous. If you don't help me it will be dangerous for you.
Your traffic will surely be of interest to the French police, right ?
Could you arrange for me to meet someone ?
I know someone. It's worth a look.
I want to be paid in morphine.
You have a car to get to a meeting ? Yes.
Be in front of 18 Clemenceau Avenue, at ten o'clock this evening.
Be alone.
This church is beautiful, don't you think ?
I don't know. I haven't paid it much attention.
Tut ! I have no money. Oh ! Neither do I.
I thought that...
Now that we're here... No, we must leave a coin.
All's fair in love and war. We'll put some in tomorrow.
I don't know if that's good. Especially when we're praying for others.
We put two in tomorrow.
Are you OK with that ?
As you wish.
Our father who art in heaven.
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
And the Maquis, anything new ?
We picked up another guy. But he doesn't know if they've dispersed, or gone to another territory
Obviously, they moved.
Messieurs.
Monsieur le Maire. You've come to lay a complaint, perhaps ?
Rather, to have a word with you.
Go on. In private.
Leave us.
I'm instructing you, to precisely locate the Maquisard, Antoine, and render him harmless
I want to deliver Antoine's head to Kollwitz.
I don't understand. Were you at the meeting this morning ? I seem to have seen you.
Was it perhaps your twin ? You like it when Muller thwarts me, right ?
It's completely immaterial to me.
This dear Muller ! I ask myself if it would be immaterial to him to learn that you killed a German border guard ?
Pardon ? Poor Border Guard, father of a family !
His name was Rudolf Schmutz. Married, with three children, natural science teacher.
He patrolled near Ligny le Vieux.
One morning in November, he had the misfortune to cross your path.
I don't at all see what you mean.
Marchetti !
I have the German ballistics report.
I have the record of the weapon you supposedly lost, three months later.
Even I, I can see that it fits.
I have you.
You have nothing at all. You should be aware that I've no fear of going to prison.
I knew you'd say that.
I was told "You never know what holds Marchetti."
So I did my little investigation. Does Rita Wittenberg mean anything to you ?
She's in a Collection Camp for Yids, in Switzerland, not far from the frontier.
The Swiss, with whom I have a few good friends...
are preparing to expel a thousand of these Yids, who'll be turned over to the Boches.
One word from me, and your Rita joins her mother on holiday in Poland.
You're bluffing. Embroidering gossip that Loriot's told you.
The head of this girl against the skin a leader of a Maquis.
Cheap at the price.
Should I leave it there ?
Goodbye.
Gentlemen.
You know...
The guys are bored. Still, the training's not going badly.
You start lying ?
I mean... In any case, they're progressing.
Good. They're bored and they're not progressing. So ?
What do you want me to do ? It keeps them busy, it keeps us busy.
This chestnut paste is good today.
Thierry, I'm impressed with these chestnuts ! Well done. I added herbs.
They're good, then ? Delicious.
No I find the training great. You wouldn't think so...
It's hard, but necessary,
like getting food, collecting wood, all that, but...
we need other activities. We have no weapons !
No, more activities of the mind.
What kind ? I don't know...
We could do something theatrical.
Theatre ? Here ? Nature is a fantastic background, the best.
We didn't come here to gape at a stage, we're at war.
With fake guns fake soldiers, false friends. How can you not make theatre ?
Because it's time wasted.
Lost time ? Here, time is all we've got !
We're pervaded by time, we're overflowing with time.
There's no risk of losing it.
You're going to make theatre, most of them don't know what it is.
But, they'll learn. I thought you were a student actor, not a Prof.
Are you a professional Officer ?
Well... good.
Suppose you prepare your show, or whatever.
One piece ! One piece.
Are you going to play it at the Mairie, or the Kommmandatur ?
You never will play it. Not important.
No importance ? No text, no actors, no public...
but you have to play it. That's the challenge of the theatre.
You're really crazy. Antoine. A visitor !
Antoine !
I missed you so much.
How are you ? How did you get here ?
Raymond told me about the farmer, Anselme.
I made him believe I was pregnant by you.
and needed to see you, to tell you.
Don't you find it funny ? Does Raymond know you're here ?
No, we argued. He'd be furious if he knew.
He's right. There's nothing for you here. This is dangerous for both of us.
You're going to reproach me for wanting to see you, then ?
Listen Jo... I 'm glad to know you're OK.
But you can't stay here.
Someone will accompany you.
No, not so suddenly. Not like this. Someone will accompany you.
It's alright, I'll find my way. That's what worries me.
Jo... Let me be.
I've brought you bacon.
Sorry, but I've already made soup. That's OK.
Anyway, for it to get the flavour it has to simmer. You can use it next time.
Do you have problems ?
David. It is a nice name, right ?
It's a little Jewish, however.
Do you have something against the Jews ? They killed Christ.
It had to be paid for one day or another.
Do you think one always ends up paying for one's crimes ?
I don't know.
You spoke to me about Raoul the other day.
Do you really want to see him ? Yes.
Do you think of him often ? Yes.
Wait. You didn't know him for very long.
That doesn't matter. The time doesn't matter.
If you want to see him again...
you'll have to get me information about Monsieur Antoine.
Accurate information.
Will you get out, or I get in ? I like discretion.
You have something to sell ? To exchange.
You know morphine is very expensive.
Where did you get this ? I have two, with the cartridges.
The cartridges are of no interest. They're standard.
What a beauty ! I'm interested.
Can you get morphine ? I can get everything.
How much ? Let's say... 8 grams.
How many injections does that give ? It depends on the patient.
For someone dying, a dozen.
For a chronic user, a little more. Enough for several days.
Good, we'll do it.
Be here tomorrow at nine o'clock, with both weapons.
Absolutely alone. You know what I mean ?
Hey ! It's not your bed that you're guarding...
this is the camp, asshole !
Thierry ? The morning tea !
Hey guys ! Etienne's kitbag and equipment are gone !
Did he tell you ? He told me he was leaving during the night.
Are you sure ? He even took his rabbit's foot.
He'd had enough of your training.
That's why he left.
That's got nothing to do with it.
Etienne didn't talk of it, but...
his whole family is in Switzerland. Really ?
His father is very ill, in Geneva. Silicosis.
He was a miner in Lorraine.
Etienne went to Switzerland to be with him at the end.
Will he come back ? That depends on his mother.
He must take care of her too.
But how do you know ? He told me.
So obviously... he was very sad to leave us...
He wanted to say goodbye.
He told me he would regret leaving Thierry's cuisine a lot.
And you, Charles...
he thanked you again, for what you taught him about roots.
And obviously he was very sad not to participate in the new project.
Which new project ? We are going to do some theatre.
What ! Well, those who want to !
Here ? Yes !
We're putting on a play ! Awesome!
So. For those interested. A rendezvous behind the rock, after morning tea.
I told you no. So ?
You screwing up my authority.
The theatre got you out of a hole. You owe it something in return.
I don't like you lying like that.
I don't lie, I tell them about life as they want to hear it.
And what will you do if Etienne returns ?
One minute.
Excuse me. I heard you crying. I didn't want to...
You're not disturbing me. Come in.
I'm sorry.
I've heard some bad news.
So early in the morning ? The letter arrived yesterday, but...
I was tired, so I only read that this morning.
It's one of my relatives who's died.
I'm sorry.
He was killed during a bombing raid.
A bomb fell on the house. Killing him instantly.
Here we go again, the waterworks !
He was someone close ? Yes, he was...
he was my first love.
It was over a long time ago, but a first love is never forgotten.
That's sure.
I'm going to shock you.
It was my history teacher at the college.
His name was Camille.
I love that name... Camille.
I have a cousin on my mother's side, called Camille.
I'm bothering you with my stories. No, not at all.
You were lucky to have married your first love.
There was someone else ?
If you don't want to talk about it... No, it's not that.
I'm not used to it.
I've never told anyone.
I loved someone... before Jules.
A German soldier.
Kurt.
But Jules is aware, you know.
Do you think of him often ?
All the time.
Excuse me.
I'll leave you.
Are you well ?
We missed the weapons on the last parachute drop. Oh no, that can't be true!
I don't know what happened. Everything was well prepared.
It was windy, though our flares stayed lit, and the aircraft let go it's load.
Was recovered only Bibles and butter shortbread. Do you want one ?
They are good.
Any new of Raoul ?
He is still being held in Dijon.
But I don't have any recent news.
As for his trial, it's a complete mystery.
In fact...
I have new directives from Interregional about the Maquis.
You should lose no time making contact with them.
What's become of your Antoine ? I don't know.
He refused to depend on us. Make contact however you can.
As soon as possible. I don't understand, you were against it, before
The distribution of money and weapons depends on our numbers.
If we join with the Maquis, we grow in importance relative to the Besançon boys. Understand ?
So, bonus weapons and bonus money. Plan B
I'll see, but if he doesn't want, he doesn't want You'll find the words.
Take a deep breath.
Breathe out.
Now raise your arms above you. Without stretching.
As if you wanted to catch hold of a handle that's a bit too high.
Without standing on tip-toe ! Try to touch it.
Can you see it there ?
Not by looking ! You must imagine it.
Thierry ! If I don't look, how can I see it ?
You should see it in your mind. Actually.
Above you there's a handle. A large metallic handle that you could grasp.
You could even hang from it. But it's a bit too high.
Look at me.
Can you see it ? No, I see you.
That's good. Sincerity is the beginning of theatre.
I can see it. Good, George. We jump.
Come on, now, everyone...
Come on, jump ! Higher !
Jump ! Jump ! Stop ! Freeze !
Don't move.
Without moving, look at each other.
Curious, these statues !
Come on then. Stand normally.
Are you hurting ?
It's good to feel one's body.
Now.... Hey, guys!
Come on, there's an incredible thing down at the lake.
What ? Come on.
So ? Amazing !
Oh, fuck...
Pass them, in the name of God.
Binoculars !
Binoculars!
Pass them on.
She is beautiful. Stop it !
There's a guy.
No wonder. Let me see. Pass them !
Damn, he's a Boche ! Are you kidding !
Down there.. there's his uniform and rifle.
While he's with a girl, you risk nothing.
An old Boche ! Who knows how to swim ?
Good... I'll go alone. But, they'll see you !
I must get to the rifle before him.
I'm a good swimmer.
Are you sure you can do it ?
Antoine !
Hands in the air ! Don't move ! Please !
Hands up ! Prisoner !
Captured !
You have them ?
Is it give-give ? No.
It seems to me a bit...
No, wait. It's OK, it's OK.
Here.
I've given you 10 grammes. You're nice.
Wait a moment before starting, at least 5 minutes.
OK ? Yes.
Identity Control. Papers, ration card.
Inspecteur, don't you recognise me ? Hortense Larcher, wife of the former Mayor.
He's no longer Mayor of the town Madame. Do you have an ausweiss ?
Yes. Obviously, yes.
What do you have in your hand, Madame Larcher ?
Forward.
Your name ? Genevieve...
Your family name ? Lubac.
The Lubacs of the mill ? Yes.
We'll say nothing.
I promise you we'll say nothing.
Dirty whore ! Please !
Who knows you were with the Boches ? No one.
They had no right to meet Frenchwomen. They were were on leave until tomorrow night.
If you talk to anyone, we'll know. We have people everywhere.
At the Mairie, in the Police, everywhere !
So we'll come down to Villeneuve, and we'll kill you.
You and your all your family.
Men, women, children.
Did you understand me ?
Yes.
Get out.
They're going to talk. The Germans...
when their leave is over, will be reported absent.
They'll have told their pals they were seeing girls.
Two hours later they'll talk.
The time for them to return, for the Germans to get moving...
leaves us two days, maximum, to get away from here.
What do we do with the wounded man ?
I don't know.
Good. Guys. Meeting !
We have a problem with the wounded German.
If he's not treated, he has twenty four hours, maximum.
We can't take him down.
So, either we let him die, or fetch a doctor.
Anyway, we have to move soon.
But to bring a doctor here...
especially by force, is a risk.
What do you think ?
If the Boches took on of us prisoner, they'd be merciless.
At Poligny they tortured and shot the guys.
We're not the Boches. It's the same.
We're at war.
The Boches don't treat us like soldiers...
We're going to treat them like soldiers
It's a question of principle !
I find this a lot of risk, for a principle ! A human being is more than a principle.
In general, we don't vote.
But here everyone's safety is involved.
Who is 'For'... That I go for a doctor ?
So I find a doctor, and bring him here.
Luc ?
Start looking for a new place. Leave within two days, maximum.
Madame Larcher...
Will you take the cuffs off ? These cops are incredible.
They're incapable of finding the guy who shot me, but they manacle you.
You must be happy to have your revenge.
Come on, Madame Larcher !
Thank you, Inspector.
Come in, please.
What happened ?
I was told you were found with this.
I see no point in denying it.
You fell for an old trick.
The crook sells the drugs, calls the cop, who's in cahoots, and confiscates the drugs...
he gives it back to the crook, and they share the money. Classic !
But it's you who have the morphine, not the crook.
You must be attached to Muller, to do such a thing.
He's not aware, obviously ?
No. Two revolvers...
I don't understand the game you're playing, Monsieur Chassagne.
But I'm not playing, Madame Larcher.
I poorly digested the puree, of course.
But in my function raises me above that.
You're free.
How so ?
The police officer who arrested you by error was dismissed. You're free.
With our apologies.
I am free ? As the air.
Well, well...
Thank you. Don't forget your things.
Consider it as a gift of the current Mayor, to the wife of the former one.
Thank you.
If, in the future, you're in trouble...
don't take so many risks. Come to see me.
No, not tonight.
A pity.
Tomorrow, perhaps ? Yes.
Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Well, well...
Tell me, what do you think of Marguerite, finally ?
Marguerite ? What do want me to think ?
Nothing especially.
You were very cautious about her at first.
Not as much as all that.
Don't you remember ?
To hear you, she was an intriguer, a liar, a dissimulator...
I've forgotten.
Do you think we can trust her ? Really ?
I intend to recommend her for responsibilities at the Academy.
You can trust her. She's a good person.
Good. If even you say so...
Good night.
Michael Mermoz.
{an8}They don't indicate which ones are Communists...
{an8}and they complain that we deport randomly.
Gabriel Herbier.
Can I tell you something ? Yes.
What is it ?
I have a surprise.
Yes ?
I went to see Daniel.
For a surprise... it's a surprise. Look !
But how did you get it ?
Theft ? Murder ?
Prostitution ? Persuasion.
The connections of marriage are awesome.
I told him he had Collaborated for two years...
and he didn't have the right to judge you.
That's very debatable...
but the important thing is that it worked.
Thank you. I have enough for a while.
He's well, at least ? Yes.
He was happy to see you ? Yes, very happy.
He told me that he missed me a lot. We talked about our childhood...
Well, his childhood, when I took care of him.
He told me to say hello.
You know, he's a leader there. He commands about twenty guys.
Of course he showed the spirit of a leader.
Why else did I want to make him my assistant.
They'll be spotted and crushed.
They really pay a lot of attention to security, believe me.
Yes... if the farmer spoke to you, he'll talk to anyone. He risks nothing, I assure you.
I hope you're right.
Subtitles by Rod Clarke. Whitby, Ont. April 2014.