World on Fire (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

Heil Hitler, Herr Rossler.

She said she was going to tell
the authorities where Hilda was.

You don't need to explain.
She's a dead Nazi.

That's good enough for me.

I gave you my heart
and you betrayed me

in the snap of some Polish
knicker elastic.

Vernon Hunter. Pilot, of sorts.
Lois Bennett. Singer, of sorts.

We'll stay in touch, then.
Will we? Is that the protocol?

EXPLOSION
I'm deserting.

I think you should go back.
To war, that you hate?

You're having a baby?



Why didn't you tell me?!
I don't want anything from you.

How much longer
will it be like this?

I'll never be safe anywhere.

EXPLOSIONS

If anything's happened to him.

I made him go. I told him to go.
I made him.

With Paris now under the control
of the Nazi authorities,

German troops, having entered the
city on 14th June, unchallenged,

the German authorities have
effortlessly settled into the city,

many of them having spent time
on leave in the various bars,

theatres and jazz clubs
before the occupation.

They continue to enjoy all that
the vibrant city has to offer

and have commandeered the very best
hotels as their headquarters.

On the coast, the astonishing
feat of Dunkirk evacuation



has come to an end, with a
staggering number of allied troops

making it successfully
off the beach.

A dreadful fate awaits those
that remain behind, however,

with many wounded and separated
soldiers

now becoming prisoners of war.

What is it, Dad?

What?

It's our Tom.

We've just had a telegram. He's...

He's missing.

Well, this is going to give me
something to talk about

at bridge club.

Demba is from Senegal, Mother.

Are you worried that I'm lonely?

What? This obligation you feel
to shower me

with human souvenirs
from your travels.

First a backward Polish child,

and now a Frenchman
as black as your hat.

Without Demba, I never would have
got back here in one piece.

He's on his way to Scotland
to train with the Free French.

Scotland?!

As though going through Dunkirk
wasn't suffering enough.

I am happy for your safe return,
Harry.

Thank you.

And thank you for making
Demba welcome.

Well, if I can't show good manners
to a savage,

then we really are fighting
this war for nothing.

Calm down. Calm down.

Get your dirty, grubby hands
off me now!

Calm down!

He came round. You don't say.

Let me go and I'll take my chances!

Hey, listen!
If you leave now, you will die!

Oh, so I just stay here
and surrender like you lot?

Paris has fallen. She just told me.
And not a shot fired.

How's a bunch of cowards
going to keep me safe?

Pardon?

Jacques.

Before you say anything word
about French cowardice,

just remember it was a French
ambulance crew who rescued you.

Christ. You think you rescued me?

Thanks to you, I'm in a city
crawling with Nazis.

Now piss off and let me die
in peace.

He can't be dead. Not our Tom.

Harry will be back by now,

on his way from Dover.

Right.

Child needs a father.

He's married, Dad.

Yeah, to some girl in Poland
who might well be dead by now.

Oh, let's hope so, and then
he can marry me out of pity

and we'll live happily ever after.

Are you going to keep the child?

I mean, there's no shame in
some other family raising.

I'm keeping it. Auntie Joan
and Uncle John over in Wales

never had kids. I'm keeping it.

All right.

Well...

..Harry's not short of a bob or two.

I thought you told me money
is the root of all evil.

Yes, it is, but poverty is worse.

And if our Tom was here,
he'd say the same.

But he's not here, is he?

And even if he was,
I wouldn't listen to him either.

If you don't go and ask
for the money,

then I will.

What are you going to do
without help?

All these men need my help.
You're all prisoners of war now?

I'll head for the coast.
And which way is that?

I'll think of something.

Listen, I've talked to a couple
of French guys

who are setting up an escape route.
They can help you.

You go across the Pyrenees
into Spain, Spain to Gibraltar,

then home from there. I get lost
walking home from Belle-Vue, mate.

What? You've never heard
of Belle-Vue?

You don't know what you're missing.

But first you need to get registered
as an injured prisoner of war.

Then what? Then you die.

Well, I hate to be picky...

Once you're declared dead, it makes
it easier for you to escape.

They won't be looking for you.
Won't they want to see a corpse?

We've got no shortage of corpses,
buddy.

And this will work, will it?

You'll know before I do.

We've never actually tried it
before.

Great.

JAZZ MUSIC

MUSIC STOPS

Congratulations. That was wonderful.

Well, thank you.
Have you come to shut us down?

No, but I can't guarantee that
that won't happen.

It's the party's policy
on jazz music. You should read it.

Why? Because it might convince you
to leave Paris for a while.

I mean, why are you telling me?
I advise you to read the leaflet.

"On no account will Negroid
excesses in tempo,

"so-called hot jazz,

"or in solo performances,
so-called breaks, be tolerated."

I read it already.

"Plucking the strings is prohibited
since it is damaging

"to the instrument...

"..and detrimental to...

"..Aryan musicality."

It's laughable.
Nobody will take it seriously.

You still think this is
all going to be fine?

I think the Germans love Paris.

And clubs like yours
are one of the reasons.

And you're a French citizen.

Not as far as the Nazis
are concerned.

I heard two boys from Frankie's band
got picked up last night.

That could have been for anything.

Or it could have been
because they are African.

You need to find me a way out.

What? Eddie was right.
I should have gone when he did.

You're going to smuggle prisoners
of war out of the hospital.

I want you to do the same for me.
Are you serious?

That German guy in the club tonight.
He was giving me a chance.

I have to take it now.
It's...it's still early days.

We don't even know yet if
the route is safe or if it works.

So when are you going to find out?

Soon.

We find out soon.

We are neighbours now. We will
need a list of your patients.

They are prisoners of war. They
weren't prisoners of war yesterday.

If the hospital continues to stay
open and operate independently,

you'll need to keep records
of these men.

Some have no ID when they arrive.
A lot of them destroy their tags

because of the rumours.
What rumours?

The Germans will trace their
families. Kill them too.

They actually believe that?

I think they believe you're capable
of anything. And what about you?

I don't think you have a monopoly
on evil. Well, thank you.

I think you're coming pretty close.

Thank you.

I cannot see any reason why we
can't happily co-exist. Can you?

Easy for you to say. I hear you
Senior Officers have commandeered

the best hotels.
Paris has been generous.

The Crillon, since you ask.

We will begin with the men
in this room.

Dr O'Connor, please explain
the status of these men.

Multiple amputee,
top and bottom extremities.

Possible gangrene on
the upper right.

Not suitable for transport
this month. Next, please.

Young British Naval Rating.
Picked up at Dunkirk.

Bennett.
Here's the death certificate.

He had 80% burns.
He worked in the boiler room.

It was a miracle he lived
as long as he did. Yes.

And with 80% burns, a miracle he
was still alive when he got here.

What the fuck do you call
this outfit?

This your revenge?

I know you speak English.

You understood full well
when I was calling you a coward.

Come.

You're fucking kidding me?

Is he in the mortuary?

Shall we?
You want to check the corpse?

Are you serious?!

I'll come with you.

I took him down there.

VOMITING

WHISTLING

You, sir.

Yes, my German friend.
How may I help you?

Where do the ambulances
drop off their casualties?

Follow me.

So, you go that way now,

and I take what's left of this
poor bastard down to the morgue.

How did he die?

Hard to tell.

Hardly anything of him left.

You were brilliant.
You were brilliant.

I know. I know!

I really froze.

How did you know the burns victim
would still be down there? I didn't.

I'm sorry.

No... I'm sorry.
I don't know what came over me.

No, no, no, it's OK. It's fine.

Please, Henriette,
I was just surprised.

That's all.

Harry tells me you saved him.

He saved a lot of men.

He's very brave.

How very reassuring.

Like his mother and father, perhaps?
His courage.

Harry's father had many qualities
but it transpires that courage

wasn't one of them.
Can we talk about something else?

The Germans didn't bomb Paris.
That surely is a good sign.

Of what exactly?

That when all is said and done, at
least they are a civilised people.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Surely this week can't get
any more surprising.

Lois, do come in.

Is Douglas coming too?

No, sorry.

But he sent you this.

It isn't brand-new.

It's the same one Tom had
when he was your age.

He says next time you play,
you can wear it.

I rather feel as though I've
arrived late at the theatre

and need somebody to explain
the plot to me.

I am sorry.

I had no idea you had
so many people here.

Lois, wait. I...

I have to give Demba
a lift to the station.

Why don't you come with us?

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Paris has fallen!

Paris has fallen!

Is everything OK

with you and the baby?

Baby? What on Earth makes you think
I'm having a baby?

You...

Don't you think you should... Don't
tell me how to deal with it, Harry.

I think you lost the right
to do that a while ago.

I don't think I ever told you
how to do anything, did I? No.

You got by on charm and good hair.

Which is pretty much how
I survived Dunkirk too.

Lois... No. You're married.

And you didn't tell me.

I only came here today
to tell you to stay away.

And what will you tell the child

when they asks where their dad is?

There's a war.

I'll tell them you're dead.

Come on, Tom Bennett.

You can do this.

I was expecting a man. So was I.

The security in that place is mad.
It's a miracle I only died once.

Take my hand.

What? Take my hand.

If we look like lovers, we are
less likely to attract attention.

If there's anything else you want me
to do to look like your lover,

you know, just say.

They said they thought they were
friends,

but why would they say that?

And what do I tell Claudia?
You don't tell Claudia anything.

They could have arrested you. They
didn't. That is a very good sign.

Can you help me?
You need to help me.

There's some people I might be able
to call. You need to stay calm.

Papa!

Hilda.

JAZZ MUSIC

SOLDIERS SHOUT ORDERS IN FRENCH

Albert!

Albert!

What's going on?

This is my home!

Will someone tell me what the fuck
is going on here?!

Bonsoir. Bonsoir, monsieur.

Monsieur?

Albert is missing. I think
he's been arrested. I know.

And I realised it might be
a bonus for you.

One less talented Negro to challenge
your beliefs. Listen to me.

I know he's been arrested

and I think I know where
he will be being held.

I hope you find him and he's safe.
I know how much he means to you.

I do know.

BOY SHOUTS

Do you think I am a coward, Harry?

I don't think you're a coward.

Half my men had nightmares
when we fought in France.

And they weren't cowards either.

Do you think even Grzegorz
had nightmares?

Yes.

Even Grzegorz.

Where do you think he is now?

Does Jan get a lot of nightmares?

It's become a little easier since
I started censoring the newspaper.

Are you sure that baby's yours?

Yes.

You know that for a fact?

If she gave herself to you

then perhaps she is free
and easy with her virtue.

She is a socialist after all.
The baby is mine.

So how much does she want?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Like you say, she's a socialist.

Well, good.

That must be a relief for you.

And your Polish bride.

# Maybe

# You'll think of me

# When you are all alone

# Maybe

# The one who is waiting for you

# Will prove untrue

# Then what will you do

# Maybe

# You'll sit and sigh

# Wishing that I

# Were near

# Then maybe you'll ask me

# To come back again

# Maybe I'll say
Maybe then I'll say

# Someday, maybe. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Bravo.

Wooh!

Wooooh!

Eddie?!

You stopped writing, you bugger.

I was fighting my way
through northern France.

Who were you fighting?
Germans or French husbands?

What's your name?

His name is Geoff.

I'm Lois.

Pleased to meet you, Geoff.

That's as settled as I've seen him
since he arrived.

I've seen my dad get like this
sometimes.

He fought in the Somme.

He left his peace of mind there.

That's a good way of describing it.

Hello again, Vernon.

Hello, Lois.

Is it just coincidence that
you're never flying when I sing?

Or are you following me?

It's just...coincidence.

But a nice coincidence.

A very nice coincidence indeed.

Hilda.

Nancy!

Hilda.

Where are you running off to?
I would like to live with you now.

That would be fun but I think
your mummy and daddy

would miss you very much.

Mama!

Mama!

So...

..is Connie around?
She's over there.

With Eddie. Oh.

Right.

I see.

You were terrific, by the way.

I mean, you're virtually
a double act by now, so.

Thanks.

Sorry.

It's OK.

I grew up on a farm so, you know,
you kind of remind me of home.

My God, Randy, you are
the rudest man I have ever met!

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I sound like my dad.
Was it your dad you ran away from?

It wasn't really running away
"from".

It was more a running to.

My brother.

He's a doctor.

In France.

In Paris, actually.

And you becoming a fighter pilot
helps him how exactly?

It means I'm looking out for him.

Erm, maybe...

..you could look out for my brother
at the same time.

He didn't come...

He didn't come back from Dunkirk.

My dad thinks he's still alive.

Maybe he's right.

I think I would know in here...

..if he were dead.

Oh, does that sound stupid? No.

I know exactly what you mean.

Sir.

O'Connor.

This wonderful young woman?

You disgust me! Vernon! It speaks
too well of your sweet nature

that you would try and defend
a cad like this.

She kept your secret, O'Connor.
You don't deserve her.

For goodness' sake, Vernon.

I thought you RAF boys were
supposed to be good at maths.

The baby is due in less
than a month.

Where would Randy have been
eight months ago?

Not in Britain, that's for sure.

Oh. I...I...

I see. I seem to have jumped
to a wrong-headed conclusion.

Yes, you have.

It's not funny. Come on.

It is a bit funny.

Vos papiers.

Albert.

I can't do this.

What happened?
How has this happened?

What happened was I objected
to my home being invaded.

What happened was
I am black and French.

And what happened was
they can do whatever they like.

I will get you out of here.

Yeah, you said that.

I know. I'm sorry.
I...I...I can get you out.

Sieber, that German guy at
the club... Are you joking?

I get out of here,
it'll be somewhere worse,

so don't stir things up.

OK?

Don't go asking questions.
You shouldn't be here!

Neither should the Germans,

but they are carrying guns
and I'm not.

SHE REPEATS SENTENCE

Genau!

SHE REPEATS SENTENCE

SHE REPEATS SENTENCE

Schneller!

SHE REPEATS SENTENCE

Excuse me!

Lois!

I rather think I owe you an apology.

Yes, you do.
And you owe Randy an apology.

Yes.

Slightly sticky that as I am
his Senior Officer and he's

Canadian, but I will give it
my best effort.

It was sweet of you
to stand up for me.

And I think he was flattered that
you thought we might be a couple.

Yes. Well, I can see how
any man would be.

The fact of the matter is...
Never trust a man who starts

a speech with,
"The fact of the matter is."

He's about to state
the glaringly obvious,

and it is glaringly obvious,
or perhaps it is not.

I wish we weren't standing
in an airfield.

Me too.

And I have to go.

It was nice to see you.

Yes. You too.

No, stop.

It wasn't a coincidence.

I knew you'd be here today.

The truth is that since
our first meeting,

I have thought of little else.

This is ludicrous, I know,
but as I may never see you again

or get the chance to say this,
I am absolutely besotted with you.

And believe me, this is
highly uncharacteristic,

but I feel that my outburst at Randy
was driven by jealousy,

nothing else.

And I know it is ridiculous and I
know you may never feel the same way

about me as I feel about you,
but I want to look after you.

I would look after you and the baby

and I would be happy doing that.

So...

..there we are.

I couldn't let you leave
without saying that.

Thank you.

I'm here to see Major Taylor.
Come this way.

POLISH:

FRENCH:

Major Taylor.

POLISH:

FRENCH:

Pleased to meet you.

We could use a man of your talents,
Chase.

Your gift for languages

and your capacity for...

..deception.

Marrying a local Pole? Coming home
with her brother on a forged papers?

What is this about?

I don't understand. Before the war,
I see you were involved

in anti-fascist movements.
Yes. I was ahead of my time.

Pacifists, communists,
the company you kept.

What am I being interviewed for?
I can't tell you that.

It would involve going back
to France and Poland.

How do you feel about that?
That would suit me.

The only thing you need to know
about the job is if you're caught,

the best you can hope for
is a quick death.

If you were in my shoes,
then you'd know that a quick death

is something I'd be
very happy with right now.

What's going on here?
Why is a French citizen being held?

The criteria for internment
are posted outside the building.

I read that. Then you will know
why he has been interned.

I think we both know why
he's been interned.

Why are you so worried
about this one Negro?

Because he's a friend of mine.
But you are an American.

I thought you of all people
should understand racial science.

It's science, is it?

That's good.

That's very good!

SOMBRE PIANO MUSIC

C'est fini. C'est fini!

When we will smuggle
another prisoner out?

When we hear the Englishman made it.

Under the Nazis' noses? Even after
they take over the hospital?

The Germans promised this place
won't be requisitioned.

And a Nazi promise is worth what
exactly?

They will do everything they can
to keep America out of the war.

They really don't want to be
fighting us.

Which leaves you protected.

But I'm not American.

Mama.

Are you OK, Claudia? Yes.

Everything will be fine now.

Thank you.

Thank you for everything.

Any time.

What do we do now?

We say goodbye.

What? We are in Spain now.

These men will get you to
the crossing to Gibraltar.

What?

When did we cross the border?

I'd say an hour ago.

Why didn't you tell me?

We could have celebrated in
the way only a man and woman can.

That's why I didn't tell you.

This is my job done, I'll hand
you over, I go home. Really?

Fuck.

Don't you want to come with me?

SHE LAUGHS

Herr Rossler?

No... Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Come back inside.

You come back inside.

Come back inside.

Think of your son.

Think of your son.

You have no choice.

BEEPING

Pistol,

field dressing, commando knife.
compass, torch,

and this map.

You'll be dropped with the equipment
here, just over the Polish border.

First contact will be with a farm
due south, where you will meet

with our Polish resistance contacts
who have escaped Warsaw.

Local resistance are using it
as a safe house.

If I fail to make contact?
Improvise.

The drop will probably kill you
anyway.

I have done bad things.

I chose to kill. There was a price.

I'm the one in the cage here.

You can walk out whenever you like.
Don't ever come back, Webster! No!

I have protected you

more than I have needed to.
Give me a reason to help.

I thought you had some influence
with these people.

For God's sake, I tried!

The baby's been born.

Your baby's been born. Now you're
displaying this sudden concern.

Because it would break my heart,
you foolish boy!

When did you grow a heart?!

Is Vernon back?

It got sticky. We don't know.

He got shot down?

I'm going away.

There's a good chance
I won't make it back.