Wish Me Luck (1987–1990): Season 3, Episode 2 - Episode #3.2 - full transcript

[solemn electronic chord]

[TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[theme - "j'attends un navire"]

[TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[distant car engine humming]

[car engine rumbling]

Adele!

Adele!

What is it?

The Germans came.



They took him away.

Took who?

Father.

Rex!

Inside the church.

You were there!

Are you all right?

What can we do?

I don't know.

With Renard and Clement away--

[solemn strings music playing]

It's really good
to see you, Kit.

You look well.

Not for much longer, once
this harebrained scheme of yours



gets under way.

Oh come on, Kit.

Renard seems--

Renard is overconfident.

He thinks they're safe up there.

I'm not so sure.

But all they have
to do is organize.

[kit huffs]

You make rebellion
sound very simple.

Thank you.

Thanks.

The paratroops will
carry out the operation,

and you've a strong
new team there.

Did you meet
Dominique and Antoine?

Yes.

Not the warmest of encounters.

[heels clacking]

[beads rustling]

All right, I got your message.

Who's that?

Oh, it's all right.

She's a friend.

What's the problem?

It's Rex.

The Germans have taken him.

They just walked in and
dragged him out of the church.

They won't spare him
just because he's a priest.

Goddamn it!

He must know so much,
about all of us.

He won't give anything away.

We can't be sure.

We all know Rex so well.

Nothing will make him talk.

No one can know
that until it happens.

Until we're tested.

[slow suspenseful music playing]

[game pieces clacking]

[rex sighs]

Bless you.

I'll take it back
when I go off duty.

They must've known who he was,
and exactly where to find him.

Yes.

An informer.

Someone who has been trusted.

But no one here would do that.

Well, I can't think
of another explanation.

Dominique, isn't
there something

we could do about Rex?
- What?

Yes!

Spirit him back home?

Find out where
they've taken him--

Nothing can be done.

And you know that.

We'll just have to protect
ourselves as best we can,

and alert all resistance groups.

I'll send some messages
out by Antoine,

and you, Adele, must go
to ground for 48 hours.

And when's your next sked?

In a hour.

Good.

I think London should know.

[metallic wheels rattling]

[people chattering]

How are you really, Kit?

All right.

Just all right?

Tell me about her.

Is she back out there?

Yes.

You know I can't
tell you any more.

Is she safe and well?

[children clamoring]

Yes, Kit.

[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Liz is fine.

I miss her.

[pencil scratching on paper]

[paper tearing]

Please, let me
help deliver them.

Have you ever done any
courier work for the resistance?

Renard and Clement, they
think I'm still a kid.

Childhood, that's a luxury that
went out when the war started.

Yes.

I'll be a good courier,
and no one will suspect me.

Are you willing
to go into Beaufort?

Of course.

[paper rustling]

Take care of yourself.

All I'm saying is that
we need clarification

about the diversionary
operations in the south.

Yes.

You're saying that the
invasion on the south coast

is being postponed.

Yes, temporarily.

But that the rising at Le
Crest is to go ahead, now.

Correct.

We want the Germans to think
that a southern invasion is

about to happen, then they
won't send all those panzer

divisions to the north.

I understand.

But the rising is being
undertaken on the basis

that large relief forces
will be available,

and you've just said--

If you insist
on being pedantic,

there is a possibility
that full support might not

become available immediately.

Now, if we may return--

Sir, I'm sorry, but when
you say that full support may

not be available immediately--

The relief forces
might be more

effectively deployed elsewhere.

Now are you satisfied?

No, sir, I am not.

We have promised
unlimited support--

And you will
continue to promise.

Ms. Ashley, let me
remind you of something.

This is a war, and
we are in it to win.

Now, we still have
a very full agenda.

I'm happy to discuss it
privately afterwards,

but you must
understand, everything

we can do to relieve and
support the invasion forces,

we will do.

The entire course of
the war depends on it.

All Maquis activity must
cease until Renard gets back.

And what about Rex?

You must forget him now.

Any idea how it happened?

We have new men
joining us every day.

It's impossible to
screen them all.

Well, you must
tighten security checks.

They must have got the
information out somehow.

- We watch all the passes.
- The mail going out.

Can it be checked?

Read every letter, you mean?

Yes, to catch the traitor.

And what about the telephone?

Is it possible to tap the
lines at the exchange?

I'll look into it.

Good.

See to it, Luc.

Squadron office?

Faith Ashley here.

This is most urgent.

Have Clement and
Renard left yet?

Well, would you please find out?

Thank you.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Yes?

I see.

When?

No, there's nothing to be done.

Nothing at all.

Bye.

[bike wheels rattling]

There's no point
in your silence.

We know you are a terrorist
leader and a traitor

to your government.

So, just one or two
details for our paperwork.

I thought you would
approve of confessions.

I'm puzzled, I must say.

You see, I'm not a man of God.

Neither am I a murderer.

I suspect you think that
your calling may protect

you from the law of
France, and, which

is more important, from me.

But do you also
believe that it will

protect you from the necessity
of obeying God's commandments?

Do you believe
in him, General?

The world we know is
problem enough for me.

But for you, father?

Surely it is something of a
contradiction, and what you do

violates your
relationship with God.

If I were a terrorist, sir--

Oh, come now.

You have planned and carried
out many acts of violence.

Confess it.

To me.

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Then you leave me
with no alternative.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[BIKE WHEELS RATTLING AND
SQUEAKING]

[OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[BIKE WHEELS RATTLING AND
SQUEAKING]

I'm sorry I wasn't able
to tell you rather earlier.

Indeed.

All I want to know is this.

What do I tell our
people out there?

Nothing.

We have clear orders from
supreme headquarters.

They are to be told nothing.

You realize what
you're asking?

They knew the risks
when they signed on.

Listen, Faith.

The invasion is
hanging by a thread.

Lives of millions of men,
not just a few dozen.

Can't you see?

Nobody said it was
going to be easy.

No.

Were you talking
to Dubois just now?

No.

Well, when you do talk to
him, it is absolutely your task

to obtain his full cooperation.

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

I trust I make myself clear.

[birdsong]

[cattle plodding and lowing]

[quiet huff]

[moist squelching]

[woman laughing]

[annoyed groan]

What are you
laughing at, girl?

You obviously weren't cut
out for life on the farm.

You're right there.

Who ever invented the
countryside anyway?

Wild animals, it's
sweltering hot, it stinks.

It's about as much fun
as a midweek matinee

at Macclesfield.

Poor you.

Such a hard life.

My last sked.

Cheer up.

I'll take it to
the evil boss lady.

She's not that bad.

Dominique is rather efficient,
actually, and sharp with it.

Yeah.

So's a bloody guillotine,
and just about as lovable.

Anyway, Clement is
coming back with Renard.

I've just heard.

They can't be any
worse than she is.

[MELLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Luc.

I came to meet you.

Where's Renard?

What's the matter?

It's quite safe.

No one saw me.

They sent word you'd come.

Are you all right?

Can you manage?

Oh, yes.

Don't worry about us.

People are kind.

And they suspect nothing?

We're very careful.

[muted whistling]

What's wrong?

Nothing, but I must go now.

FLORENCE: Papa?

Oh, Florence.

I'm sorry.

[music - "j'attends un navire"]

It's all I can manage.

Oh, it's fine.

First hint of trouble,
you know where to go?

Please, take care.

[renard sighs]

(QUIETLY) Come on!

In six months, half
an hour with my family?

I'm sorry, but
someone's come to meet us.

What's the matter?

[crank radio whirring]

[rapid tapping on glass]

[MENACING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Who is it?

Bastards.

The bastards!

They're holding
him at Beaufort.

You realize what this means?

Rex will tell them nothing.

They may already know
about the rest of us.

It couldn't have
come at a worse time.

The orders from London!

We're to be invested
with a very great honor.

Rex would have been very proud

I've been into Beaufort.

I've seen where Rex is
being kept prisoner.

Remember what you
said, that we should

try and do something for him?

Well, yes, but Dominique--

She isn't in charge here,
not really, and not of me.

What are you trying to say?

I think there might be
a way of getting Rex out.

[THRILLING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[men shuffling]

[muted conversation]

[beads rustling]

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[beads rustling]

Big meeting?

Might be.

Top secret, eh?

And they put you
on guard, eh Luc?

All I'm saying is
that Antoine must

travel with me when I need him.

I can't work
without a courier.

There's plenty of
resistance help available.

I know, and I'm using them.

Their security's
got to be tightened.

I've got Luc to work on it.

Have you, indeed?

(SHARPLY) You were away.
Anyway.

We need to know
who the traitor is.

All right, all right.

[chuckles]

Ah, Henri.

You just had a new baby, I hear.

[men chuckling]

That's very good.

So.

All the area leaders
for the first time, huh?

Together in one place.

That's quite an event, huh?

Quite a risk, too.

So, what's it all about?

All these years of
secrecy, quiet cautious

work, they've not gone
unnoticed, comrades.

[huffs]

We waited so long.

Now the moment has come.

The tide is about to turn.

France will soon be liberated.

[men cheering]

And we have been chosen for
a great and glorious role!

[men cheering]

So the situation
is not as we thought.

I've been trying
to get hold of you.

You British.

All promises, but no action.

When you brief
Renard and Clement,

I think perhaps you knew.

But I've only just landed--

(SHARPLY) That does not
say much for your position.

So now we have to
call off the uprising.

No, Max.

It's to go ahead as planned.

Understand me, if there
is to be no British aid,

there will be no rebellion.

It's a vital part
of Allied strategy.

It must go ahead.

You would countenance
such a great treachery?

I am under orders.

It would be the
gravest immorality

if I allowed my fellow
patriots to go ahead believing

a pack of British lies.

If you'll excuse me,
I have an engagement.

We were both unaware
of the true situation.

We must discuss it.

There is nothing to discuss.

I will not deceive my people.

I will not initiate a massacre.

Yes, a full-scale rising!

[raucous cheering]

Now, now.

We must prepare properly
for the great day.

And I want you all
to listen to Clement.

We're to be fully supplied
with arms and artillery

for the job, and with many
thousands of reinforcements.

And paratroops will be
dropped onto Le Crest.

But we must do everything we
can to build up our own stocks

of food and medical supplies.

And we shall mobilize.

Come out of our holes, fight
the German in the open.

Patriots from all
over our country

will come and join us here.

So what do you say?

MAQUIS: (CHEERING)
Vive le France!

You will not
persuade me, Faith.

We cannot do it.

To instruct them, and
then to deceive them.

It is possible that aid
might become available.

I have argued
against going ahead.

Without effect.

You're very cruel.

When invasion forces
reach the coast of France,

they must receive
all possible help.

That's the context.

You must see that.

I see it very clearly.

We have no choice in
the matter, either of us.

We have our orders
and must follow them.

Is that what you're saying?

We can resign.

(SCOFFS) Oh, that
would do no good at all.

Least if we're still in
charge, we can push for help,

do what we can.

It is treachery, quite simply.

And what are you
going to do, Max?

As you say.

We have no choice.

(SIGHS) Oh, thank you.

I do understand what
I'm asking of you.

It's been difficult.
For both of us.

I just hope we're
doing the right thing.

If Clement knew
what you were doing--

He mustn't know.

Maybe later, but don't
say anything to him.

I ought to go instead.

No, it's better this way.

You're needed up here.

We'll need help
to carry it out.

Just don't involve Clement.

You know he'd stop us.
- Yes.

[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

There's maybe someone else.

Anyway, take care.

[bike creaking]

[hooves clopping]

Blimey, it's the cavalry.

Did you take lessons
to become a smart-aleck?

Don't worry, sweetheart.

I've had a lifetime's practice.

I've got a job for you.

Oh, that's nice.

I'm sending you into Beaufort.

Oh!

The big city.

[paper rustling]

[sniffs]

Alain Regis?

Yes.

Regis are a large
pharmaceutical firm.

He's the boss.

Be careful with that.

Don't show it to anyone else.

And how do I get to him?

It's a large building
in the Rue Lafitte.

Tomorrow morning,
catch Regis arriving.

He never gets in before 11:00.

He's a tall man
with silver hair.

Well dressed, very
distinguished.

Even you can't miss him.

An acquaintance from your
dim, distant past, no doubt.

[birdsong]

I think you'd better go now.

[quiet slurping]

[glass clacking]

Yes, ma'am.

[distant playful chattering]

Damn!

Problem, mademoiselle?

The chain.

I can't get it back on.

Ow!

[hisses]

Please, may I look?

[bike gears whirring]

There you are.

Thank you.

It's no trouble.

(INCREDULOUSLY)
You feed the birds?

Every day.

They don't care
about the uniform.

I'm sorry.

No, no.

Perhaps it's me who
should apologize.

You sound tired, monsieur.

Perhaps.

I often work nights.

Oh?

Me too.

Where is it that you work?

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[cash register dinging]

[coins clinking]

Thank you, Suzanne.

So.

No joy, then.

Nothing.

It's always very
quiet here, Luc.

There's a few business
calls, messages from mother.

You know, the usual
sort of thing.

What is [inaudible] London?

[MENACING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[quiet groaning]

[PLAINTIVE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[cup and pitcher clinking]

[suspenseful music playing]

Hello.

[huffing] Am I late?

I thought you'd
had an accident

on that terrible bicycle.

Oh, well.

Without it, I couldn't
get to my job.

[birdsong]

How are you, Franz?

What about a breakfast
to fatten you up?

That's a very pretty dress.

We have to wear overalls
to do the cleaning.

I shan't let you see that.

Oh.

[sylvie giggles]

It's sad you have to
work, and overnight.

My daughter back home,
Gertrude, she's your age.

She goes to school and
goes to sleep at night.

Gertrude, what's she like?

[solemn strings music playing]

She looks nice.

[SUSPENSEFUL STRINGS MUSIC
PLAYING]

[beads clinking]

[telephone clicking]

Could you get me
Beaufort, 3-4-0?

Thank you.

[LIGHT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Luc!

I must talk to you.

Oh?

You take your time.

It isn't about us.

Luc, hurry.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

If it is important news.

Yes, I could arrange that.

When can you meet him?

[quiet conversation on phone]

Where's it from, the call?

[hurried clattering]

[quiet sighing]

Damn, they've gone.

Did you get it?

Somewhere in St.
Michel, that's all.

[THRILLING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

What's the matter?

I've got her, the traitor!

[motorcycle engine roaring]

Her?

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Is Monsieur Regis here?

No?

Could you uh, give him
this letter, please?

Thank you.

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE ROARING AND
SPUTTERING]

[woman quietly conversing]

(URGENTLY) The telephone!

Have you seen anyone
use the telephone?

The conditions are terrible.

And you have to live in them.

It affects you.

And are the prisoners
very bad criminals?

[franz sighs]

I don't know.

Right now, there's a
priest in my charge.

A priest!

Has he done something wicked?

Yes.

I shouldn't be saying all this.

No.

Perhaps you shouldn't.

You're a nice girl.

You mustn't walk through the
streets alone after curfew.

There are only soldiers about.

They'd look after me.

Not always, not every soldier.

You must be very careful.

[muted chattering]

I was quite
astonished to receive

your letter, my dear Virginia.

Alain, you must understand.

I have no past.

Your name?

Dominique Valois.

Charming.

And what about your--

No.

That's all over and done with.

Well.

Whatever your name
or circumstances,

this is a delightful surprise.

For me too, Alain.

I didn't think I'd be
able to contact you.

Your friend, the man
who delivered your letter.

It was read by my secretary.

Whoever he was, to
take such a risk!

Thanks for telling me.

I'll deal with it.

I imagine you'd be
in considerable danger

if your identity became known.
Particularly with--

Don't let's talk
about the past.

Perhaps you don't know--

Let's talk about the future.

[chuckling]

Truth is, Alain, we
badly need your help.

She asleep?

I'll go and check in a minute.

[bowl clattering]

Clement, if I had information
that you might need,

you'd want me to say, right?

Come on.

Out with it.

Do you promise
not to be angry?

Tell me.

It's about Rex, and the prison
where they're holding him.

You've been into Beaufort?

Just to do a courier job,
but that isn't the point.

Courier work?

Who for, Renard?

Dominique let me.

She sent you?

Sylvie, you mustn't
leave Le Crest.

It isn't safe for you.

I know what's
safe and what isn't!

You forget, Clement, I've
been at war longer than you.

[sighs]

I can't just stand by and watch.

[MOURNFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Don't put yourself
in any more danger.

What would happen
to your mother?

You're not to get involved.

Do you understand?

[engine puttering]

Morning, Luc.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

You've been using Antoine,
so I had to find someone.

Sylvie is barely 16.

The Resistance used children
as couriers, much younger.

They're the best.

They're never suspected.

She's also Jewish.

Didn't you know that?

No one could tell.

And she's very reliable.

You're not to use her again.

What's got into you?

It's up to me as area leader.

No, Dominique,
I'm telling you.

Now listen--

Don't use her.

It isn't safe.

I don't think
it's that at all.

I'll bring you some
more when we get some.

Luc, can we talk now?

It's important.

Seems a bit late for talking.

It's about Rex.

Well, I think I
know who betrayed

him, who the informer is.

We tapped into a phone
call to a German officer.

And?

I'm pretty sure it
was your friend Nicole.

Nicole?

Don't be silly.

Listen, I--

She hates them!

What do we really
know about her?

Only that she saved
my life and risked

her own in the process.

Oh, that's right.

Believe her, not me.

Luc, you got it wrong.

Whoever you heard,
it wasn't Nicole.

No?

Well, let's wait
and see, shall we?

DOMINIQUE: Don't you ever do
such a stupid thing again!

It was careless and lazy.
- Hey, hang on a minute!

They were getting suspicious.

I had to hand it in.

But if you'd only
followed instructions!

I did.

As it was, a secretary
read that letter,

and I had to put
my real name to it.

If she put two
and two together--

Well then, you shouldn't
reveal anything in a letter!

How was I to know?

It would help if you started
to trust me and told me--

(INCREDULOUSLY) Trust you?

Don't you ever disobey
my instructions

again in any detail.

It was for a purpose.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[quiet rustling]

So.

You have some more
information for us.

They heard my telephone call!

It's only a matter of time.

You just got to get me away.

But you're doing
so very well, and you

say something big is brewing?

Oh, I can't go back.

You know what they'd do to me.

Please be calm.

Your safety is my concern.

You are invaluable.

Just get me away from here!

If necessary, then of course
we will get you to safety.

But as I understand it,
Mademoiselle Dissard.

There are only vague
suspicions held against you.

Well, I've no proof, not yet--

Then we must
prove that you are

loyal and true to their cause.

[OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Yes, I have a little idea.

[engines rumbling]

Get a message to the
electricity station!

Send out the warning!

[motorcycle engine rumbling]

[cattle lowing]

And I've made good
friends with the guard,

and Adele, I really think
there's a way we can do it.

We can't do it by
ourselves, Sylvie.

I started trying
to tell Clement.

Fat chance!

We need a backup.

We need a car to get Rex away.

There's no one else?

Asking Luc didn't work out.

If Clement says no, I can't
go against his orders.

There might be a way
I can persuade him.

[OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

We'll have to act very soon.

They won't keep
Rex there for long.

Adele, quick!

German soldiers on the
road, heading this way.

Coming here?

But the guns, the ammunition?
- What can we do?

Where's the stuff hidden?

Quickly, we'll put
it down the well.

Get the cows out again!

[OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[engines rumbling]

You're frightening the cattle.

They have to come past.

Get them off the track.

You have to back away--

We have to get through.

Get them off the track.

I can't.

You'll have to back away.

Is that all?

God, I hope so.

[horn beeping]

[cowbells ringing]

[engines rumbling]

[inaudible]

I was up there
when I saw them.

I've hidden everything.

What do you want here?

You know very
well, mademoiselle.

Search the barn.

[rifle clattering]

Search the loft now.

And the farmhouse, thoroughly.

It's her, I tell you.

Why else would they come here?

[luc shushing]

Aren't you gonna apologize
for the disturbance?

We have finished,
mademoiselle,

for the time being.

[engines rumbling]

Where's Adele?

What have you done?

They didn't find anything.

They left empty handed.

Nothing at all.

Thanks to Nicole.

She was brilliant!

Thank you.

You were right.

There must be a traitor.

They knew exactly where to look.

A Maquis recruit.
It must be.

That officer in charge, he
was the one at the roadblock.

He didn't recognize--
- Sylvie helped a lot too.

What the hell
are you doing here?

I need to talk
to you, Clement.

[chickens clucking]
[birdsong]

That was very clever, Konig.

Thank you, sir.

That, um.

There's a wireless operator.

She must think I have
a mind like a cabbage.

So our source of information
on Le Crest will continue.

It is a pity about the priest,
that he won't give us anything.

What are you going to
do with him now, sir?

There can be no exceptions.

He should be happy.

He will soon be with his God.

Clement, I've got
something to say.

I've made a decision.

I'm going back to England.

You're what?

I'm deserting.

I'm sorry.

I know it's the wrong time.

But this is nonsense!

You know what's being planned.

There's no other
pianist for this area.

[huffs]

You better tell me.

In some way I
don't understand,

it's all been down to me.

Luc's family, Solange and
her daughter, and now Rex.

You just happened to be there.

It was me every time!

It's coincidence.

I hid, I took care of
myself, and they died.

We can't operate without you.

And now Rex will die too.

Adele, listen to me--

There is a way out.

If he lives, it all
begins to make sense.

If he dies, then it doesn't,
and I can't carry on.

Now I understand.

Blackmail.

I just can't carry
on if you let Rex die.

We've found a way to get
him out, me and Sylvie.

I knew it.

She's been through so
much, more than any of us.

You talk about Rex's life
as if it didn't matter to me.

But Sylvie?

I know you're fond of her.

It's more than
that, don't you see?

She's hope for me, of what might
be when all this is finished.

Do you understand
what you're asking?

We haven't got
very long, Clement.

They'll kill him very soon.

[birdsong]

[heinz huffs]

The priest has not cooperated.

But I have another
string to my bow.

And it's playing a
pleasant little tune.

The new controls appear
to have been effective.

The rebels are quieter now.

Yes, that's excellent.

It is certainly good news for
you, following your promotion.

You've had time to settle
in, after your move?

It wasn't so big a change.

I still live at my old home.

Oh, indeed.

Which makes rather
a lot of traveling,

but the chateau has been
in my family since 1778.

I know so little
about you, Philippe.

[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

You have a wife and children?

Neither, I'm afraid.

You won't be needing that.

I'll be going in with you.

Any problems, you
know to contact me now.

Have you got all of that?

Ja, mein fuhrer.

You really think
you're funny, don't you.

Audiences all over
Europe did, darling.

I have to go.

Back to Beaufort?

Cocktails, dinner at 8:00?

Tough at the top, ain't it?

We need medical supplies.

Yeah.

Well, off you go
then, and win the war.

I'll be off home to me supper.

Stale bread and smelly cheese.

If I see another goat,
I'll beat it over the head

with one of those
flaming baguettes.

[MISCHIEVOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Where can I buy your hat?

[GRIM INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

You won't let me
come with you, then?

It's not a good idea.

It's best to stay out of it.

You're gonna do something
in Beaufort, aren't you?

Well, wherever you're
going, take care.

I will.

[chuckles]

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[panting]

[elegant strings music playing]

[THRILLING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[engine rumbling]

I had to leave behind my
entire life, such as it was.

Your family.

My wife died five years
ago after a long illness.

At least she was spared the war.

So you have no one.

Only my son, Jean-Louis,
a cavalry officer

now in the Maquis.

Last I heard, he
was still fighting.

Somewhere in France.

I trust he's still alive.

Isn't there some way
you could find out?

Not really, until
the conflict is ended.

And you?

Perhaps there is a Mr. Ashley
in some dark recess, hm?

I was married, and
divorced, very young.

You never tried again?

I found the working
world more appreciative.

A woman is expected to give
up everything for love.

That shouldn't be necessary.

Perhaps you haven't known
the right man, Faith.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

I'll be waiting.

When he helps you in
and isn't looking,

that's when I'll come, OK?

[slow jazzy music playing]

It's possible I may have
found a way to lose a few items.

That's splendid.

But we'll be needing
more than a few, Alain.

I can't help feeling
very curious as to why.

I wish I could tell you.

That's something very ex--

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

Oh my God.

[loud banging on door]

Who's there?

Please, Franz!

I've been attacked!

Please help me.

It's Sylvie, Franz!

Please.

[metallic clattering]

I'm injured, Franz.

Please take us in.

(SOFTLY) Please.

(SOFTLY) Oh, damn.

[door clanking shut]

Dammit!

Hurts.

This must never be reported.

I knew you'd help me.

What happened?

It was the soldiers.

[softly sobbing]

They were chasing us both.

I managed to get away, but--

Could we have a glass of water?

[cup and pitcher clinking]

It's real.

It's got bullets in,
and I can fire it.

Don't move.

What's he doing here?

I tried to warn you,
but you wouldn't listen.

Watch out.

Who is that?

Dr. Alain Regis.

The pharmaceutical magnate.

Ah.

Introduce me, please.

Of course.

Alain, good evening.

Good evening.

May I introduce you to
General Heinz Stuckler.

General.

Pleasure.

Monsieur Regis, I've heard
much of your enterprises.

You two know each other?

Yes.

No, I--

Not very well.

It seems you are
all acquainted.

But not you and I, madame.

General Heinz Stuckler.

General, this is--

Madame Valois.

[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

How do you do?

You knew, didn't you?

Yes.

You've come for the priest.

I'm glad.

Quickly, Father, come on!

Yes.

What will you tell them?

Six desperate
men overpowered me.

Good luck.

Keep your face up, my dear.

You're going to need it.

Come on, now!

[THRILLING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING]

[hushed conversation]

[engine puttering]

In front!

A small miracle,
wouldn't you say, Luc?

[music - "j'attends un navire"]

[solemn electronic chord]