Charlotte Gray Page #2

Do you find it easy

to form attachments?

- On average.

- Have you ever been in love?

Yes, I have.

Of these, which, in your view,

is the most important:

Faith, hope or love?

Hope.

On the double! Chop-chop!

Look lively! Come on!

Come on, now, girls!

Last one eats a lemon!

Come on, ladies!

This is the finish line!

- Miss Gray? I've got news of Peter.

- You have?

They made radio contact last night.

Where was this?

- I'm not really...

- Please. I promise I won't say.

All right, listen.

It's a place called Gillesse.

- Don't tell anyone I told...

- I understand.

- lf this got out...

- No, I understand.

- Thank you so much for telling me.

- All right.

Thank you.

- Someone's coming. I've got to go.

- All right.

Identity card. Ration card.

Certificate of non-belonging to the

Jewish race. Husband's photo...

...and friends'.

Lipstick. Sanitary towels, French.

- Lighter. Fillings?

- Done.

Cigarettes.

Favorite perfume.

And no caf crme. They haven't

had it for a year. Wedding ring.

- Dominique.

- Clear.

For your English contact...

...Mirabel.

- Mirabel.

Cyanide pill.

Come along.

I've a handover for you.

Some radio valves.

Meet your contact

at the Caf du Sport...

...Thursday morning, 10:00.

She'll wear a blue coat and ask you

how the weather is in Paris.

Tell her it's not bad

for the time of year.

It's a bit English, I know,

but it helps to remember.

- You've done well.

- Thank you.

No, really.

Main thing is, don't panic.

It's just a test. To get you started.

You'll hardly know you were gone.

Always remember who you are not.

From the moment you leave

to the moment you're back...

... you are Dominique Guilbert

from Paris.

Can you believe it?

They told me to get some sleep.

You've come south seeking work

while your husband is a POW.

You have no children,

no view on the Vichy government.

You simply want to survive the war.

From this moment on,

Charlotte Gray is dead.

What is it?

Germans.

Help!

Mama!

Come on, quick!

Jacob, wait!

- Drink?

- Thank you.

All right?

Yes.

- You missed the zone.

- I saw lights.

What lights?

I was mistaken.

Thank you.

- You are?

- Dominique Guilbert.

Welcome to France, Dominique.

- Octave!

- Auguste!

Idiot.

- Take care.

- Good night.

- Don't forget this, Madame.

- Thank you.

Your papers?

- You want one?

- No. Thank you.

You know this man?

- He works with you?

- He was on the plane.

We're only told what we need to know.

How much do they tell you about us?

We're Communists.

Did they tell you this?

- No.

- It bothers you.

Why should it?

You're all Gaullists in London.

You send weapons because...

...south of Limoges, we're all

you have. But after the war, you wait.

- We're going to change things here.

- Might be an idea to win first.

This is the contact point.

You ask for Octave.

Otherwise...

...we don't know each other.

- Fine.

Thank you for coming.

It is appreciated.

Mama? Papa?

Wait for me!

- Do you think she was an angel?

- Who?

The lady from the sky.

- I don't think so.

- She could be, you don't know.

They've been undermining us for years.

Keeping the best jobs for themselves.

The day they said no Jew should be a

teacher was a special day for us.

I didn't know the father was one

of them. He seemed nice to me.

No, he's seeing somebody else.

I told her.

Number, please. Connecting you.

Order cakes from Madame Galliot,

savories from Albert.

Anything else could be horsemeat.

Number, please. Connecting you.

Boys?

Shouldn't you be at school?

- Where are your parents?

- We don't know.

- Morning, Madame.

- Morning.

The line's gone dead.

I'm sorry, it's not my fault.

No dawdling. Keep in line.

Boys, wait!

Please, after you, Madame.

I know what you're up to, Batrice!

Move!

Madame.

Coffee, please.

You're not from around here?

No.

Paris.

- How's the weather in Paris?

- Not bad for the time of year.

Don't give them to me. I'm being

followed. Stay a moment, then leave.

Wait! I don't have much time.

- I have a friend in Gillesse. Do you..?

- I don't know.

Ask your C.O. I have to go.

Excuse me, gentlemen, ladies.

Your papers, please.

Papers?

Give them to me. Under the table.

Quick!

Move away.

How's business?

The cold doesn't help.

- I'll be glad when it's summer.

- You and the rest of us.

Morning, Madame. Papers, please.

Stand, please.

Empty your pockets.

What is this?

A present.

Open it, please.

Sorry.

Thank you.

- What are these for?

- A present for my brother.

You are together?

No.

Follow me, please.

No, she's leaving him

for that teacher from Toulouse.

I told you last week. Philippe.

Connecting you.

You know him. The Didier boy.

The one with the lovely smile.

Everything all right, monsieur?

Oh, fine. Thank you, Sophie.

- That wasn't good.

- There's a woman.

We must do something. I had a meeting

with her and the police took her away!

- See, there was an I.D. check...

- Wait! One moment, please.

- What woman?

- It was a handover.

- She needed valves. They searched her.

- You'd given them to her?

And?

They asked her what they

were for and took her away.

- They didn't ask for you?

- No.

- What will they do with her?

- Who saw you together?

- The barman spoke to me.

- He's all right. Anyone else?

I don't know.

It all happened very fast.

- How was she caught?

- They followed her.

And she came into the caf?

She was trying to warn me.

That takes a second.

We talked for a moment.

She shouldn't have come in.

- She was worried they'd try to stop me.

- You don't...

...talk.

- What will they do to her?

- I don't know.

Anyway, there's nothing we can do now.

Why not go to your English contact?

Because he hasn't shown up yet.

- You have a code for meeting?

- Yes!

I'm sorry. I should go.

No, no!

Wait. You need a new cover.

My father lives outside Lzignac,

he rents rooms.

If anyone asks, say

you're a friend of mine from Paris.

You're from Paris?

Before the war, yes.

Wait here an hour.

I'll talk to my father.

When you leave,

ask directions for Le Domaine.

Say you are the new housekeeper.

Word spreads fast here.

Two Jewish boys are there.

Their parents are missing. You help.

If I'm to stay with your father,

shouldn't I know your real name?

Julien.

Excuse me.

Monsieur.

I'm Madame Guilbert.

- Your son...

- I know. He told me. I'm Levade.

You can start by giving the

boys a bath. They stink.

Door's open.

Hello?

Hello?

Mama?

Shh! Hide!

I'm Dominique.

I work for Monsieur Levade.

He asked me to give you a bath.

So would you like me to?

I'll wait outside.

- She's the sky lady. I know it.

- What's she doing here?

Housework.

What happened to your towels?

We're going home!

No, wait, please.

You're soaked. Here.

Dry yourselves.

We're going home.

Monsieur Levade isn't nice.

- I don't like him either.

- I'm sure he's...

Where are our parents?

I'm sure they wouldn't want you

getting cold. Would they?

Here you go.

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