Charlotte Gray Page #3

The boys are all right?

They're in bed.

They were asking about their mother.

Have you found out what happened?

They were arrested

yesterday evening by our police.

They've been taken to a

holding camp in Drancy.

The reason the boys weren't picked

up is because they'd sneaked out.

I have a contact there.

He's working on their release.

The mother must be going mad.

- It was a mistake to bring them here.

- You, with no room to spare.

- No room good enough for you.

- He's not used to visitors.

- I have a choice?

- Please, sit.

- Sit!

- Thank you.

I know Monsieur Duguay.

He lectured in Toulouse.

I did some work for the university.

They're good boys.

- You want to eat?

- No, thanks.

Please yourself. It's rabbit stew.

- Do you like rabbit stew?

- Very nice.

She likes it,

and she hasn't even tried it.

He thinks I cook like sh*t.

If you hear from your contact,

tell me.

Of course.

I'll say good night to the boys

before I go.

You may serve now.

- Excuse me, am I on the right..?

- Don't tell me your name.

- I wasn't...

- Twelve weeks of training.

First thing they do

is tell me their names.

Let's get this done quickly.

The Germans use the main line

to transport munitions and vehicles.

There's a train through Lzignac

Monday, 1:
30.

Mainly wagons, bolsters for

tanks and artillery pieces. Got that?

Right.

So I pass that on to Octave.

Who do you think you pass it to?

The gendarmerie?

I was just... Sorry.

I met a contact in town, code name

Franoise. She's been taken away.

- Do you know what's happened to her?

- She's dead.

Matter of fact,

I liked her very much.

She was unlucky. You weren't.

Anyway, can't afford to get too close.

Now!

Go!

Auguste, is Claire still mad enough

to marry a blind man?

My glasses are my best feature.

- Don't be too proud.

- Only from the neck up.

Liar.

- Time?

- Two minutes.

- Ready?

- Just two seconds.

Yes!

Let's go!

Down!

- Guards firing!

- Swine!

- Grard, no!

- Grard!

Stay here!

Come on! Move!

Come on! Let's go!

You go with him.

Dominique, here.

Drink?

Thank you.

What you've just done...

Your hands.

It's always a shock the first time.

I tell Julien

he'll die fighting the Germans.

The old men, we remember.

- You fought in...

- I was an engineer.

The war loves engineers.

We mend dead machines.

So Julien says you're from Paris.

Your husband?

He's a prisoner of war. In Bonn.

Sorry.

Why doesn't your son live with you?

You don't get on?

My son's a Communist.

- And you?

- I'm not interested in politics.

Why fight? Why risk your life?

For your country.

Nobody fights for their country.

Only for their family.

For someone they love.

Does it matter?

Depends if you're on our side.

I'm on your side.

Yes. I think you are.

Good morning, Madame.

Good morning.

Very pretty skirt, Madame.

- We're waiting.

- Yes, of course.

Smile! One, two, three!

Thank you.

- Madame?

- Gillesse, please.

Two francs.

Never leave the house

without an adult.

- We didn't know where you were.

- Look, I'm sorry.

You have to stay at the Domaine.

All right?

It's very important.

Get down! You're dead!

The longest throw wins!

- All right.

- I want to win!

Line up! First is Jacob.

Jacob, you're here. One!

Aim high.

Two! Three!

Bravo!

All right, Andr.

One! Two!

Three! Go!

- Well done!

- Yes!

Come on. We'll go once more.

Get mine as well. Come on.

Got you! Got you, Jacob!

Got you!

- You've heard the news?

- I saw them.

What did Vichy expect? The Germans

walk right through when it suits them.

You should be proud.

They need an army to fight you now.

Thank you.

- It's nice to see the boys laughing.

- Yes.

We must be careful.

Do you have news of their parents?

Nothing yet.

These were my only clean clothes.

- The boys seem well.

- They do!

- You'll contact...

- When I have my next instructions.

Good.

You did well last night.

I should be Essential Services.

I had a company in Birmingham.

Supplied parts for Ford.

F***ing war!

Do you have something for me?

God, I hate this place.

You have no idea.

There's a drop coming. Tomorrow night.

These are the reference points.

Pass them on to your frogs.

I know places that's a square meal.

I need to...

I need to ask a favor.

- Ask.

- I need to contact a colleague.

I think he's hiding

in a safe house in Gillesse.

Your friend's name? What is it?

Peter Gregory.

- He's a pilot. His plane...

- I'll make inquiries.

- It's very important.

- I said, I'd make inquiries.

No!

Don't!

Leave me alone!

- Go away!

- You're all right.

You're all right now.

You're just dreaming. It's a dream.

Jacob thinks you're an angel because

you fell out of the sky. Is it true?

No.

- Is it all my fault?

- What?

- That Mama and Papa went away.

- No.

No, it's not your fault at all.

It's the war.

- Will they be all right?

- Yes, they're going to be fine.

Monsieur Foray, disappeared!

Franoise Guilleme, disappeared!

Philippe Le Gentil, disappeared!

Jean Sauvier, disappeared!

Martine Perrault, disappeared!

Monsieur and Madame Duguay,

disappeared!

Claire Ribire, disappeared!

- Julien!

- Arnaud Lvy, disappeared!

Robert Daladier, disappeared!

Pierre Rouss, disappeared!

Pierre Vallat, disappeared!

Julien!

We have to go!

Shut up!

Robert Daladier, disap...

We have to go, do you understand?

- We got news of the boys' parents.

- Good?

They've been moved to Poland.

What..? To another work camp?

I don't know.

- I'm sorry you had to come out to me.

- I work for your father.

We're bound to know each other.

- What'll we tell the boys?

- Nothing, yet.

I spoke to one of the gendarmes

who took them away.

He said he'd let the mother

write a note, but...

...she took too long.

He had to go.

- The note was lost in the rush.

- Oh, God.

You spoke to your contact?

- Yes.

- And?

- Drop's confirmed.

- I'll meet you at the crossroads at 7.

I found this pushed

under the front door. For you.

Thank you.

- Good news?

- Maybe.

I don't know.

I have to go out.

Tell Julien, if he calls,

I'll meet him.

- I'll be as quick as I can.

- Don't forget curfew!

Papa, come on, quick.

Bye, Mama.

Sh*t!

Sh*t! Bloody bike!

Need to pee!

Jesus!

God, that is good!

Oh, God, that is so good!

His aircraft.

What?

- Where's Julien?

- He should be here by now.

Reverse L, quickly!

Jean-Paul. Claire!

On!

His papers were found near the body.

I shouldn't be here.

I should be in Birmingham.

This isn't me.

A few days, you'll be home, love.

You don't want to stay here.

People are betraying their neighbors

to the Gestapo for being too noisy.

Nobody's ordinary now.

I'll make contact

before your plane comes.

Don't go out unless you have to.

Dominique, I'm hungry.

Plates, please, Andr.

- There's no jam. I want jam.

- This isn't a hotel.

- Mama always has jam.

- I am not your bloody mama!

Eat up!

Come.

- I shouldn't have frightened them.

- They'll get over it.

But what'll I say?

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