British Intelligence (1940) - full transcript

- Subtitles -
Lu?s Filipe Bernardes

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.

Is it going any better, Borden?

This isn't a battle, it's a slaughter.

Our men didn't have a chance.
They never had, do you hear me?

Steady there, boy, steady now.

But you don't understand.
We planned a surprise attack, didn't we?

And yet, we were the ones surprised.

Our men walked into a deliberate trap.

The Germans knew our objective
and our zero hour exactly.

Well, I'd better call up headquarters.



Major Andrews speaking.

This is Captain Stewart, 28th Division.

Our attack has been repulsed
along the entire sector, sir.

I have to report a complete failure.

Send in your casualty report.

Captain Stewart reports, sir,
that the 28th was beaten back too.

The Germans must have known of our plans
before our own junior officers.

Captain Lanark,

Every meeting down here,

all our orders, our entire line of campaign,
they're known immediately to the enemy.

For the last year, every time
one of our plans is miscarried,

it's been blamed on Strendler.

Well, he must be caught.

But, sir, we're not exactly certain
what he looks like.



But we do expect some results
very soon.

And until then we are supposed
to let the Germans...

...go on learning anything and
everything they please.

If you permit me, sir,

what about Williams?
He's the best spy we have.

But he's the keystone of our whole
system in Germany.

- We can't afford to bring him back here.
- We must bring him back.

It's well known that Strendler
is working in this vicinity.

Obviously we shall need our shrewdest
operator to catch him.

Williams is the man for the job.

Notify Williams immediately.

- Yes, sir.
- Major Andrews.

Instruct Commander Phelps
to have a pilot stand by...

...to pick up Williams from
behind the German lines.

Very good, sir.

Oh, Bennett.

Williams will be waiting for you
at the north edge of the woods...

...outside Balmoral at 9 o'clock.

He will be wearing a white smock
so that you can identify him from the air.

- Understand?
- Yes, sir.

- Good luck.
- Thank you, sir.

- Cheerio, Phelps.
- Good bye, Major.

Back to headquarters.

- Good luck to your trip.
- Thank you, sir.

A jolly little assignment, isn't it?
Not an ounce of trouble.

Are you sure you want
to do it, Bennett?

Of course, sir.
For democracy and all that, you know.

Very well, you'll push off before
dawn tomorrow.

You follow the railway tracks
up the Seloir Valley.

That'll put you above Balmoral
at 9 o'clock.

- Right you are, sir.
- Good luck.

Thank you.

Looks like the Bosh have got
him surrounded.

He hasn't got a blinking chance
in the world.

Look at him flip flop in there!

They've got him.

I'll make sure the letter to your mother
is posted before I leave.

Let me see, now. Mrs. Arthur Bennett,
30 Commoner Terrace, London.

Please, don't go away, Helen.

I've got to, Frank.
And you've got to go to sleep.

Come on now, close your eyes.

But...

won't you...

...come back?

- No.
- Why, Helen?

I can't explain.
Keep your eyes closed.

You know, Helen...
I think I'm falling in love with you.

I'm afraid you're talking yourself
into something.

Try and go to sleep, please.

Fr?ulein Von Lorbeer.

Herr Baron.

At ease.

In recognition for your past services
to the Fatherland...

...and because of the success of your mission
at the English Base hospital at Morney,

His Imperial Majesty has ordered me
to confer upon you this decoration.

This, mein Fr?ulein, is a most
distinguished honor.

I am very grateful.

- You have studied these directions?
- Yes, Excellency.

Repeat them.

I'll proceed to Kiel and report to
the commander of submarine U-53.

He will conduct me to the
North Irish coast.

From there I will make my way
to Liverpool to Henry Thompson,

who will take care of the London end.

Good.
Herr Kapitan.

- Destroy these directions.
- Yes, sir.

- Bitte setzen Sie sich.
- Dankesch?n

Henry Thompson is highly esteemed
by the British officials.

He should have no difficulty
nor arouse any suspicion...

...in placing you in the Arthur
Bennet home.

- Arthur Bennett?
- Yes, anything wrong?

No, certainly not, Excellency.

It's just that you startled me with
the name of the new Cabinet Minister.

While in London, you will take your
orders directly or indirectly,

whichever he may choose,
from Franz Strendler.

Strendler?

Fr?ulein questions this?

Oh, no. It's just that I thought
that he was in France.

Strendler is in London.
Has been for several months.

The British would give an entire
army corps to capture him.

And all the while he is right
under their so high noses.

Constantly communicating with us
by wireless to save work.

I feel very proud, Herr Baron.

I'm honored to be chosen
to work with Strendler.

May I ask, Excellency, what is
my objective in this mission?

Your objective is to deal
a death blow to the Allies.

Aside from Strendler, that's all
any of us know.

- There is a new password.
- Yes, Herr Baron?

- Immer vorw?rts
- Immer vorw?rts, always forward.

- The answer, "nie mal zur?ck".
- Nie mal zur?ck, never backward.

Victory must be ours.

We have but one objective.

To win the war, even if we have
to fight the entire world.

No nation, no group of nations
can stop our advance...

...and the advance of German culture.

We are destined to conquer the world.

If our Kaiser is taken from us,
a new leader will arise.

I may not live to see it,
but some day...

some day Germany will own the world.

Strendler should be pleased with your
placing me in the Bennett home.

You've arranged things very
cleverly, Mr. Thompson.

Oh, it wasn't a very difficult
assignment.

No one suspects me in the slightest.

But how did you convince the Bennetts
that I should be in their home?

By telling them the very sad
story of Frances Hautry.

About her poor old father
and her terrible hardships.

And her amazing escape from
those German brutes.

By the time I'd finished, I had old
Bennett on the verge of tears.

Henry Thompson, aside from myself,

you're the nicest spy I know.

Thank you.

Now, in the Bennett home,
in addition to Mr. and Mrs. Bennett,

there's a brother George
and a daughter Dorothy.

Wasn't... wasn't there a son?

Yes, Frank, I think his name is, but...
he's in France now in the Air Force.

Oh, we should be there in a moment.

- Nervous?
- No, not at all.

Well, I do hope you'll be happy here.

- I'm sure I will. You've been so kind.
- Not at all.

Just wait, will you?

Oui, monsieur?

Miss Hautry and Mr. Thompson
to see Mr. Bennett.

But of course, monsieur, mademoiselle.

Please do come in.

This way, please.

- Permit me, monsieur.
- Thank you.

You are expected by Monsieur Bennett.

Hello, Thompson, I thought
I heard your voice.

Mr. Bennett, George, may I present
Miss Frances Hautry?

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

We've been expecting you.

Oh, Valar, will you tell Mrs. Bennett
that our guests have arrived?

At once, monsieur.

Shall we go into the library?

Won't you sit down, Miss Hautry?

- Mr. Thompson?
- Thanks.

We're so glad you were able
to come to us.

- We hope you'll be very happy here.
- Thank you.

I understand you had quite
a time back in Germany.

George!

It's all right, really, I don't
mind talking about it.

I think this is wonderfully
kind of you, Bennett.

- Not at all...
- As I told you,

Miss Hautry and her father were interned in
Germany from the very beginning of the war.

- And they were treated like cattle.
- It wasn't so bad really, until...

...my father was accused of being
an English spy.

They didn't bother to say how or what
he could have spied upon.

They condemned him to death anyway.

On July 14th, at 8 o'clock
in the morning,

I saw my father dragged
from his cell...

...and shot.

Maude, dear, this is Miss
Frances Hautry.

- Miss Hautry, my wife.
- How do you do?

- Welcome, my dear.
- Thank you so much.

And our daughter Dorothy.

I'm very happy to know you.

You'll be a welcome addition
to our family.

I'll have your things sent up
to your room right away.

Oh, they're still at the Savoy.

You see, I couldn't convince Miss Hautry
that she'd be really welcome.

But I'm sure she understands
now, don't you?

I do.

Valdar.

Mais oui, madame?

Miss Hautry's luggage is at the Savoy.
See that it's brought here.

At once, madame.

Vive l'Am?rique!

They will help my poor country,
eh, Mr. Bennett?

Yes, Valdar.

If only I could march with them,
fight with them!

Oh... pardon, monsieur...

Valdar's case is very tragic.

That bayonet wound in his cheek,

he, a civilian, got that and two bullets
in his leg from the Germans.

His wife and baby were murdered
before his eyes.

Colonel Yeats heard about
Valdar's case...

...and asked me to help him
by giving him this job.

I've never regretted it.

Well, they're... they're certainly
a fine bunch of fellows.

It's sad to watch them.

- More food for the German guns.
- God grant they will be the last.

My dear, you're quite exhausted.
Let me take you to your room.

Mr. Bennett, I'm so grateful.

Mr. Thompson, I shan't see you again?

No. But I shall write you and let you know
how things are going in America.

- Well, good luck.
- Thank you.

- Good bye.
- Good bye.

- I'll see you at dinner.
- Well, I must run along.

My trunk's unpacked yet and
the boat train leaves at seven.

- Well, have a good trip, Thompson.
- Thank you, I shall.

- And good luck to you both.
- Thanks a lot.

Look after Miss Hautry.

Fine man Thompson.

Pardon, mademoiselle,
I take so long.

Not at all.

If mademoiselle will permit,
I am very happy she stay here.

Thanks.

Something else, some sandwich perhaps?

- No, thank you.
- Very good.

Valdar.

Mais oui, mademoiselle?

Mr. Bennett was telling me that
you too are a victim of German cruelty.

Ah, mademoiselle, when I think what
they have done to my country,

my wife, my baby, I...

You certainly have every right
to feel bitter, but...

Don't you think that there
might be people in Germany...

...who feel equally bitter toward
the allies, toward us?

We do not kill women and babies.

No, but... the Germans might feel
that anything warrants victory.

If mademoiselle should need anything,

you have only to push this
bell at the table.

I will come at once.

Oh, and if mademoiselle will remember...

...always to push the bell with
a forward motion,

it will be more easy.
It is somewhat stuck.

Please do remember.
Always forward.

- Always forward, did you say?
- Oui, mademoiselle.

- Odd sort of a bell, isn't it?
- No.

Mademoiselle perhaps has had experience
with a bell that works some other way?

No, never any other way.

Never backwards.

- Helen Von Lorbeer?
- And you?

Karl Schiller, servant of the Fatherland.

Baron Kuglar told me of you.

It would be well if Baron Kuglar
had told you not to show sympathy...

... for Germany as you did with
me just now.

- You're right.
- Even when we talk like this,

always I'll remain Valdar the servant.

The only way to be someone
you are not...

...is to be that person always even
in the presence of friends.

- But tell me, Schiller...
- Valdar!

Valdar.

When may I meet Franz Strendler?

That I cannot answer.

But... but where is he?

I do not know. He trusts no one.

My orders are received and my
reports are sent by another...

...who transmits them to Strendler.

But I'm so anxious to meet him.
His work, his methods. A genius.

No, he's symbol of blind duty.

Or a complete patriot.

Perhaps. He has no soul,
no conscience, nothing.

He'd kill you or me for duty.

Pardon, mademoiselle.

- Come in, Col. Yeats.
- How do you do, Valdar?

Merci, monsieur. Merci.

You are expected by M. Bennett
in the library.

Hello, Yeats.
You're right on time.

These have all been checked.

Better put them in the safe.

Crichton, will you pick them up
in the morning...

...take them to the War Office vaults?

Certainly, Col. Yeats.

Did all these materials get across
the Channel safely?

Without a hitch.

Not stored close to any other
munitions depot, are they?

No, sir. There's to great a concentration
to take any chances.

Christ.

Valdar.

Oui, mademoiselle?

Please, the heel of my shoe seems to be
loose, I wonder if you'll fix it for me.

But of course, mademoiselle.

You didn't tell me what my duties are.

You will visit the office of Bennett
at least twice a week.

There you can find his
secretary, Miss Risdon.

She helps Kurtz handle
Kurtz's patrol information.

- I don't know Kurtz.
- You will.

You are familiar with the Wolfgern
telegraphic code?

A little.

Deutschland ?ber alles.

Good.

As a rule there are people
in Bennett's office.

So, in case it is not empty,

Miss Risdon will click off the information
on the case of her typewriter.

I understand.

I may have work for you tonight.

Col. Yeats, head of the British
Intelligence Department...

...is in the library with M. Bennett.

I think that will be all now.

And dinner will be served
at eight precise.

Thank you.

I'll give the little girl some.

That's for you, sonny, that's all
I'm going to give you.

Will you stop that nagging
while I'm giving out milk?

All right, I'll be around again tomorrow
and that's all I'm going to give today.

Good afternoon, sir.

Bon jour, monsieur.

We'll have one quart extra today.

All right, sir.

- Has Fr?ulein Helene arrived?
- Oui.

- This afternoon.
- Ah, this is good.

Is there any further information
about the Meuse offensive?

So far nothing.

We must know the exact location
of the Meuse munition dumps.

I think I'll have that
for you tonight.

Good.

You fool!

What are you doing here?

I found out there were some
important papers in that safe.

- So?
- I thought you should have them.

I want to get them for you.

Mademoiselle, will pardon,
when I need help, I ask for it.

You go back upstair.

- I'm sorry, you've misunderstood...
- Go at once!

Good evening, Mr. Bennett.

Oh, hello.

My dear, what are you doing
down here at this time of night?

I came after a book.
I couldn't sleep.

I just can't realize that...
that I'm free.

I understand. But you'd better run along
upstairs or you'll catch cold.

I'm so tired I just can't rest.

You must try. You'll be yourself
again in a few days.

- Good night, my dear.
- Good night.

Dear... what is it?

I'm so sorry... I guess I am exhausted.
I'll be all right now.

You poor child. Come along,
I'll take you upstairs.

No, that isn't necessary,
really it isn't.

Now, now, no more arguments.

Very kind of you.

- Evening, governor.
- Good evening, monsieur.

- Nice night, ain't it?
- Oui, monsieur.

It is a very nice night.

- Good night, governor.
- Good night, monsieur.

- What's good tonight?
- Plenty.

I have a copy of the latest
English plans. Come on.

- Start the generators.
- Javol!

Any news?

A message from Strendler is coming
right now, Englehardt.

Strendler's message is decoded, sir.

Well?

Preparatory to a wide advance,

the Allies have concentrated large stores
of munitions at Pont Noir.

Send alert to all air troops.
That munitions stock must be destroyed.

Very well, General.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon, Miss Hautry.

- Worst weather we're having, isn't it?
- Yes, indeed.

Is Mr. Bennett busy, Miss Risdon?

Mr. George is with him now. And then
this gentleman has an appointment.

Oh, perhaps I'd better run along then.

Why don't you wait a moment?
I'll see if we can squeeze you in.

You'll find the latest magazines
on the table.

Thank you.

I beg your pardon, Mr. Bennett.

Your afternoon paper, sir.
And Miss Hautry is outside.

- Oh, ask her to wait, will you please?
- Yes, sir.

- George, listen to this!
- Hm?

Any belief that even one person survived...

...among the 740 aboard the ill-fated
steamship Victoria was dispelled today.

Authorities hold that the ship
must have been torpedoed...

...without warning by a German submarine.

This would account...

What a fearful thing.

Poor Thompson.

He told me before he boarded
the Victoria that...

...he didn't feel right about the trip.

England's lost a good man in Thompson.

So they say.

George, did Thompson ever strike you
as being a very rich man?

No, I should say comfortable
but certainly not rich.

So he appeared to me.

His books show him to have been
immensely wealthy.

Oh?

Wealth mostly acquired within
the past 12 months.

You don't say.

That's strange.

Mr. Arthur Bennett's rooms.

Miss Risdon here.

Oh, yes. Yes, Mr. Bennett's looking
into that matter.

About an hour ago, you say?

Yes, they caught our man Kurtz
at the Orient docks.

Have the message relayed immediately.

Very good, sir, I'll see that
he gets word.

Good bye, sir.

- Hello, my dear.
- Hello.

- How are you, Miss Hautry?
- Very well, thank you, Major.

Good bye, I'll see you later.

I hope so.

I'm so sorry to have kept
you waiting.

That's all right, Mr. Bennett, I've had
an interesting time, um... reading.

Excuse me.

Can you stay a little while longer?
Mr. Crichton's been here for some time.

Oh, it isn't important, I was
shopping near here...

...and I thought I'd stop in
and say hello.

- I'll see you at home.
- All right, my dear.

- Good bye.
- Good bye.

- Will you come inside?
- Thank you.

- I beg your pardon.
- I'll gather them together.

Oh, let me help.

There we are. All shipshape.

- Will you excuse me?
- Certainly, Mr. Crichton.

You'll excuse my office being
in this condition, Crichton.

But I'm closing up my private law
practice, you know.

Trying to get out of here
by the end of the week.

Certainly.

Here's something I just picked up.

A lot of x's.

- What does it mean?
- It's a code message.

That's the reason I stumbled
over the wastebasket.

Miss Risdon, you mean?

She's a German agent.

But that's not possible.

I can't believe such a thing.

Just now she was transmitting
a message in the Wolfgern code...

...through her typewriting keys.

The German Intelligence are the
only ones using that system.

Who else was in the office?

Only Miss Hautry.

Do you remember when I dropped in
to see you earlier in the week?

Yes.

Miss Hautry was also in the
office at that time.

I thought I'd caught the end
of a code message then.

Now I'm sure.

Risdon too, eh?

Tell me, Crichton.

I realize we can't arrest
either of them...

...while there's any chance of them
leading us to Strendler.

But is all this leading us any
closer to Strendler?

Have you any news of him at all?

We've positive proof that
he's in London.

How long he's been here,
of course we don't know.

Excuse me.

Yes?

Put him on, please.

How are you, Yeats?

Yes.

Where?

Why, yes, of course, immediately.

Good bye.

It's the Bow Street Police Station.
Wants us to come over there.

Righto.

I think we've hit on something.

Brixton here picked up a man
on the Orient pier.

- Is the chap named Kurtz?
- How did you find out?

Through Miss Risdon,
Mr. Bennett's secretary.

She conveyed the information
to Miss Hautry...

...through a code message on
the typewriter keys.

- She's in it too?
- That's an angle we overlooked, sir.

What did you learn from
this man Kurtz?

A complete confirmation.

You were right about
Henry Thompson.

He was the paymaster of a spy ring
and got all his money from Germany.

And Miss Hautry?

Well, we'll find out tonight whether
she's actually leading us anywhere.

Crichton, at 9:30 you and
two of your men...

... will be at the front door
of Mr. Bennett's home.

- Very well, sir.
- At a given signal, you'll be admitted.

I'll be nearby to tell you
what to do.

Very likely we'll have
another arrest to make.

Right you are, chief.

Do you understand your end
of things, Brixton?

Yes, sir.

Then you intend placing Miss Hautry
under arrest tonight?

That depends entirely upon
what happens.

I'm afraid I don't quite understand.

First you're going to arrest her,
then your not.

I don't...

If Thompson hadn't gone down
with the Victoria,

we might have been able
to clear thing up.

- But as it is...
- Thompson's not dead.

He didn't even sail on the Victoria.

What... what was that?

Brixton here was covering the
Victoria departure.

Purely as a matter of routine.

He saw Thompson board the vessel
right enough.

But he also saw him leaving the pier
after the vessel had sailed.

That's when we began our
investigation of him.

Thompson is still in England,
I'm certain of that.

Yes?

You sent for me, monsieur?

- I sent for you.
- Oui, monsieur, at your service.

- See you at the War Office at 8:30.
- Very well, sir.

- You too, Crichton. That's all.
- Yes, sir.

- Good bye, Mr. Bennett.
- Good bye.

- How did that lead of mine work out?
- Splendid.

We picked up that man Kurtz
this afternoon.

He's in back now.

- Any information?
- None.

- He swears he never heard of Miss Hautry.
- Nonsense! He's lying!

I'm certain they've been in touch
with each other. Let me talk to him.

That won't be necessary.
I'm satisfied he's a German agent.

Of course he is.

Something about every one of those
slimy dogs that gives them away.

- It's... it's unmistakable.
- How important is Kurtz to us?

Only insofar as he helps us
towards Strendler, save for Miss Hautry.

That's right, Franz Strendler is
the man we've got to catch.

Get Strendler, and I'll guarantee to
round up every German agent...

...this side of the Western front
within a week.

It's taken a long time.

But I think we're finally closing in.

- We'll get Strendler soon.
- We've got to get him, Col. Yeats.

In the meantime, there are matters
of equal importance to arrange.

Tomorrow night the Cabinet holds
a meeting secretly in Mr. Bennett's home.

My men will guard the outside.

I expect you to keep a close
watch inside.

- Understand?
- Perfectly.

- That's all then.
- Thank you, sir.

Oh... you'll all be meeting
in the library, monsieur?

- Yes.
- Very good, monsieur.

Set your watches.

The signal will be given at 9:30 exactly.

Come with me.

- Now, have you got everything straight?
- Yes, Colonel.

Do exactly as I said.

When I get to the door and give
the signals, start.

- Yes, sir.
- Come here, you.

All right, you two with me.

Valdar, open up here!

- Please, please help me!
- Who are you, what do you want?

For the love of heaven, hide me, they're
after me, they're going to kill me.

Who, who's going to kill you?
Who are you?

Kurtz. Mother of God, you...
you've heard of me.

Strendler must have told you, there
isn't any time to lose, please, hide me.

Strendler, who's Strendler?

Frances, open the door.

Don't give me up.
Always forward, never backward.

Frances!

Yes. Just a moment.

In here, quickly.

Open the door, quickly, please!

All right, all right, I'm coming.

Mr. Bennett, what's wrong?

Did you see anybody,
did he come in here?

- Why, who?
- A man named Kurtz.

A German spy.

He escaped while being
transferred to the Tower.

I heard a lot of shooting and whistles.

- Is that all?
- Yes, I believe so.

It was an awful racket.

Sorry to have disturbed you,
Miss Hautry.

- That's all.
- Right you are, sir.

- Um... Col. Yeats.
- Yes?

You are the British Intelligence
Department?

Yes.

I should think that you would at least
insist on looking in the closet.

I beg your pardon?

When I catch someone, he stays caught.

In there. You'll need the key.

Why didn't you tell us this
in the first place?

Well, he said that he was accused
of being a traitor,

and that he could explain everything
if I could only conceal him.

- He seemed so genuine.
- Come out, come on!

You... you could have saved me!

They were going, they would have
never found me.

- Take him along, Crichton.
- Come along.

You know, Miss Hautry, it's always best
to report such cases at once.

I should have known that.
I'm sorry.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Good night.

- I'm terribly sorry.
- Coming, Bennett?

- Good bye, Frances.
- Good night.

- Why you give him off?
- That wasn't Kurtz.

- And how did you know?
- You have never seen him.

Don't you see, it's obviously a trick.

It means only one thing.
They suspect me.

They have no evidence, or they
would not set this trap.

They could arrest me on suspicion.

I've got to get away from here.

It is imperative, mademoiselle, that you
stay here until tomorrow night.

But why?

The British Cabinet will come here
for a secret meeting.

Strendler will see they never leave.

- How?
- That we will learn from Strendler.

He will be here himself.

- But Schiller...
- That will be all, mademoiselle?

I still don't think we've failed
completely.

- The Cabinet meeting?
- Yes, we'll make certain then.

And I rather expect an air raid
at the same time.

Valdar!

- Why you follow me?
- Take me with you to Strendler.

I have told you what to do.
Now go back to the house at once.

- Yes, but you have to...
- You have heard my order.

Helene.

Thompson!

Helene, I've been hiding
for three days.

I just had to come here
and warn you.

- Of what?
- Well, since you arrived in London,

Every word you've spoken,
everything you've done,

they've all been reported
to Scotland Yard.

- What? By whom?
- Valdar.

Why, that can't be.

But I tell you, he was with Yeats
and Bennett this afternoon.

- He's working with the English.
- It's impossible.

But it's not impossible,
I know it to be true.

But only tonight he told me
Strendler's final plan.

I don't care what he told you.
We're both in terrible danger, Helene.

I'm getting out, and I want you
to come with me.

No, no, I can't go.

But there's nothing to be gained here.
You have no ties, neither have I.

Let's go together to somewhere peaceful,
where there's no war.

I appreciate what you say.

And I know the risk you took
to tell me this.

- But I can't leave now.
- Helene, think a moment.

People work so they may live.

What good is work such as ours
when it leads only to death?

It's for Germany.

It's for Germany.
I'm sick of that phrase.

How many millions of people have been
killed in the past for those words?

How many millions more must die...

just because one man set himself
above the Almighty?

So that he can boast of
"my country", "my people"?

It's happened before. It's happening now.
It will happen again.

Oh, Helene, let's get out
before it's too late.

You can't mean these things,
you can't.

I'm sailing for South America tonight.

I want you to come with me, Helene.

Good luck.

This is final?

Auf wiedersehen, Fr?ulein.

Hello there, mate, want a ride?

Merci, monsieur, my leg
is bad tonight.

Come on, Henry!
Well, what's happening?

A great deal is happening, monsieur.

Who is it?

It's me, Thompson, your old
friend the milkman.

Packing, are you?
Going some place?

Why, yes... you told me to.

That's right. But that was
three days ago, wasn't it?

Yes, but I... I was delayed.

But I'm going now.

Oh, you don't say.

- Where to?
- Why, to Germany, of course.

Oh, of course.

But I think I'd better see
that you go there this time.

Maybe it would be a good idea
if we left together, eh?

Yes.

I'm glad you agree.

Pick up your bags, Thompson,
old friend.

I'll open it for you.

Lucky stiff you are, being able
to come home

Yeah, that's me, forever yours Bennett.
So long you creepy lizards, see you tonight.

Take care of yourself.
Get along, driver.

So long!

Good bye!

Oui, monsieur?

Oh, cut the French, won't you,
there's a good fellow.

If you'd heard that kind of talk
as much as I have in the last few years.

- Pardon, monsieur!
- That's all right.

- Well, who would you be?
- I am Valdar.

And may I ask who is monsieur?

Oh, I live here. What little living
there is to do these days.

Bennett's the name, friend,
Frank Bennett.

Oh, monsieur, mil pardons,
I am so sorry.

Permit me.

- Where is everybody?
- Upstairs.

- Oh, thanks.
- Yes.

Mother!

Frank! Oh, Frank, my boy, my boy!

Let me look at you.
How are you?

Fine, Mother, if you overlook
a couple of ribs I left in France.

- Oh, Dad! Dad, I'm glad to see you.
- Frank, we're happy to have you home again.

- How are you?
- Never better.

Good. But what are you
doing in England?

Well, our whole squadron was ordered
over here this morning on the double.

More than a hundred planes
were called back.

Most of us flew in together
from Ostend.

- That's rather strange.
- None of us knows the reason.

Oh, by the way, I've got to call
the War Office immediately.

- You let us know what they say.
- I will, Mother.

Whitehall 9400, please.

Um, will you put me through
to Major Andrews, please?

Hello, Major Andrews,
this is Bennett speaking.

Yes, sir.

All right, sir, I'll stand by.

Yes. Thank you, sir.

I say, you must be Miss Hautry,
the girl Mother wrote me about.

- Yes, I am.
- I'm Frank Bennett.

I'm awfully glad to know you.

Thank you.

I've seen you before.

No, I don't think so.

I think I have... wait a minute!

Weren't you at the field
hospital in Morney?

I... I'm afraid you're mistaken.

Mother told me of your escape from
a German internment camp but...

- That's correct.
- Look here.

Do you mind very much telling
me the truth?

You already know my history.

No, you're no more Frances
Hautry than I am.

Who are you?

You seem to know everything else,
why don't you tell me?

Your name is Helen, that I do know.

You were the girl who nursed me back
to the living after I cracked up.

- That's wrong.
- No, it's not.

I tried to trace you. I heard you'd been
captured in a German advance.

You're making a complete liar
out of me, aren't you?

Call it that if you like, but... I can't
understand after what you did at Morney.

Don't you remember the last
time I saw you?

When I was able to speak
for the first time.

- I tell you you're mistaken.
- No.

Really, I wish you'd stop.

You are Helen.

Yes... I... I did know you at Morney.

- I knew it.
- Wait!

Soldiers often fall in love
with their nurses.

It's contagious, I guess.

But they get over it as soon
as they leave the hospital.

Not this soldier and this nurse.

- You're being very silly.
- Am I?

When you thought I was asleep,
you kissed me.

- Do you remember?
- Then... then you weren't asleep?

I tried to call you back. I couldn't raise
my voice above a whisper.

That was the night you disappeared.

Helen... what are you doing here?

I...

I'm a British secret service agent.

- Even your father doesn't know.
- But why?

I can't say anything more now.

Believe me, I wouldn't...

Pardon, mademoiselle, but Madame Dorothy
has asked for you upstair.

Permit me, monsieur.
And you are here for the meeting?

- Yes. Lord Sudbury.
- This way, Your Lordship.

- Oh, hello, Sudbury.
- Hello.

Sit down.

Well, that's the last of them.

- All the visitors are here, monsieur?
- Yes.

- Keeping track of the Hautry girl?
- Oui, monsieur.

Sure it wouldn't be better
to arrest her immediately?

No, please.

Give me two more hour and I know
all I need to know.

Oh, good evening, Miss Hautry.
Hello, Bennett.

Sure. Shall we go inside?
Will you excuse us, Frances?

Frank's home. He wanted
very much to see you,

but he was called back to the
War Office about an hour ago.

I can understand that.

Have you anything to tell me?

No. Nothing new has developed.

- You are sure of that.
- Yes.

Air raid alarm.

That means in five minutes
all electric power will be shut off.

- When will Strendler be here?
- Soon, mademoiselle, very soon.

- Then I'm to meet him?
- That was not the plan.

I think maybe you had better...
come with me.

Oh, Valdar, if you only could.
If you'd only arrange it.

I will, mademoiselle.

Turn around, please.
And go down into the cellar.

And I'd advise you to make no sound.

If you please.

And now, my dear Fr?ulein Von Lorbeer,

who are you?

My congratulations. I might have known
you were a British agent all the time.

I asked you a question.
Who are you?

Helene Von Lorbeer.

A servant of the Fatherland.

I see.

Where did you meet the Bennett boy?

I have nothing to say.

I heard you in the library
when you told him...

...you were a member of the
English Secret Service.

What would you have me do? Tell him
I'm a German spy, Mr. Valdar?

Excellent. But I'm afraid
it won't quite do.

No, I suppose it won't.

You've caught me all right.
But do you know what it means?

Nothing.

You may trap every German
agent in England, one by one,

but they'll be replaced
just as rapidly.

Franz Strendler will see to that.

And you'll never take him.
Gott schl?gt England.

Very, very good.

Have you anything else to say?

In case you're still in doubt.

Fr?ulein Helene, my deepest regrets.

Franz Strendler is wrong,
he admits it.

- You are Franz Strendler?
- Exactly.

They have sighted our zepellins.

- What are you going to do?
- In approximately three minutes...

...this house and the entire British
Cabinet will be destroyed.

And the plans for the spring offensive
will be on their way across the Channel.

Col. Yeats. Valdar's our man, sir.

He just told Miss Hautry
that he's Strendler.

Up the stairs.

We've barely time to get away.

Quickly, through the coal chute.

The bomb on the table, quick!

- Where did he go?
- On the coal chute.

Look out for her Bennett, she's the
best agent we have.

- Cover the front door.
- Yes, sir.

He's not in the coal bin, sir.
He must be still here in the garden.

Quickly, men, we'll search
the grounds.

There he goes, men!

- Follow the trail!
- Come on, you men.

Valdar, what happened?

Get all those generators going.

They're getting along famously,
aren't they, Bennett?

Yes, they are.

He's a fine boy.
And Helen, well...

She is a remarkable girl.

I wish I'd known more about her
from the start, though.

I'd have felt far more comfortable.

Sorry I had to keep you in the dark.

But with Strendler as the prize,
that's the way it had to be.

- No one else knew?
- No one.

When I gave her the assignment, I told her
to play her part regardless of cost.

There were occasions such as the stolen
plans when the cost was heavy.

There were times, such as the night
we set the bogus plan for Helen,

when we almost overplayed our parts
trying to be too clever.

But it worked out all right in the end.

We had to get Strendler.
And we got him.

But tell me, Yeats,

these sacrifices we are all making,

do you think they will eventually
mean something to mankind?

I wish I were able to answer
that question.

We want to help humanity.

We fight wars only because
we crave peace so ardently.

And we pray that each war
will be the last.

But always in the strange
scheme of things,

some maniac with a lust for
power arises...

...and in one moment destroys the peace and
tranquility we've created through the years.

We hate war.

We despise it.

But when war comes,
we must and will fight on...

...and on and on.