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Charlotte Gray Page #5
All relevant papers
must be stamped "Jew."
- You know that!
- I know nothing about these things.
here about papers.
Excuse me? And you are?
- He's my...
- I'm his son.
Ah, yes, the son. Sit down.
According to our records, M. Levade's
heritage may not be entirely French.
For this inquiry, we need to establish
the origin of his grandparents.
- They were French.
- That's irrelevant!
How is it irrelevant?
He's French. I'm French.
- How French are you?
- Julien!
He fought at Verdun.
Four years in a trench.
No one questioned him then.
Monsieur, I may be of help if...
Sure.
Julien?
A word with you?
Julien!
Get on with it.
I know all about the Duguay boys.
You've just moved them, haven't you?
It's a teacher's business to know the
whereabouts of his pupils. Is it not?
So you see, we have a problem.
Monsieur Pichon has to fulfill
his quota.
And to do so, he must either
take your father...
...or the boys.
Of course, he doesn't know that yet.
It's up to you.
Do you need a moment to think?
I understand.
You have something to say?
His grandparents were Jewish.
And if that makes my father a Jew...
...then I'm Jewish too.
Actually, no.
According to current regulations,
you are only 1/8 Jewish...
...and therefore not a Jew.
However, we do have certain
matters to discuss with you.
I'd be obliged if you'd stay
in the house. The old man, please.
Don't let him go like that.
He needs clothes.
Quickly.
Monsieur, please.
It's all right.
I haven't forgotten.
Here are your clean clothes.
Julien.
We need to get to the boys
before Renech.
- Julien, we have to get out of here!
- What do you suggest?
That I tell them I'm suddenly...
...feeling more Jewish than my father?
- You did the only thing you could.
- For what?
For two boys that will
probably die anyway.
So do you suggest we give up?
Why did you come here?
For France, duty, I don't know.
I felt...
There was a man I loved.
You joined up for him?
Yes.
- What happened?
- He died.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Why should you be?
Well, you loved him.
We shouldn't talk like this.
It's not safe.
Your father, he's a good man.
He'll understand you had no choice.
No, he won't.
Kiss me.
Come closer.
Hey!
Unbutton my blouse.
Hey!
- Run!
- At the church!
Wake up. There's someone downstairs.
Listen.
There's nothing up there.
No! There's nothing!
Leave them alone.
Leave them alone! You bastards!
Leave them alone!
No!
- Andr! Jacob!
- Dominique!
I'll find you!
- See you soon.
- Yes, indeed, I hope so. Thank you.
Good evening, little ones.
My humble abode.
Would you care for a nightcap?
Thank you.
- Such a pretty part of town.
- A little rickety, but I like it.
Wait.
I was too late.
They're being taken away by train.
That was all I could find out.
For God's sake, say something!
- We have to leave.
- No!
Dominique.
Renech's dead. I was seen.
There's nothing more to do.
- I'm not leaving.
- Think. They'll kill you.
You want that? No?
Then leave with me.
We have a driver to take us
to Toulouse. Then, the Pyrenees.
- Dominique...
- I am not leaving.
Listen to me.
If you stay now, you'll die.
And before you die,
they'll torture you. Then you'll talk.
- You think that will help us to win?
- How can you say that to me?
- What, you want to kill yourself?
- No.
Why?
You can't stand to be alive
when others are condemned to death?
You think it doesn't hurt to see
my father taken?
To know I can't help him
or say sorry to him?
You think that does not hurt?
There's nothing I can do.
That's the truth now.
Except survive! That's how it is.
It's not enough!
- Dominique.
- It can't be enough.
- You did your best!
- Don't say that!
My best?
How dare you say that to me?
You don't know what I've done.
You don't know who I am.
You don't even know my name.
Yes!
I have to do something.
There must be something
to set against all this.
You have to go.
I'm sorry. I'll be all right.
I'll use my contact.
Please, go!
Now, for your father's sake. Go!
Go!
Police! Open up!
Open up!
Check upstairs.
Yes?
Nothing.
Monsieur, please.
Hey, no baggage.
Andr! Jacob!
Andr! Jacob!
Jacob!
Duguay?
- Dominique!
- Dominique!
Jacob!
Dominique!
- Andr!
- In here!
Monsieur Levade.
Monsieur Levade! Here.
I have a letter.
From the boys' mother.
Take it!
I hope that someone is reading
you this letter.
Papa and I are fine and well.
I'm sorry I was not able to say
goodbye or write to you earlier...
...but we had to leave so quickly,
and I've been working hard ever since.
We are doing war work in Germany.
When it's all over, we will return.
But in the meantime, you must
be strong and look after each other.
Eat well, as well as you can.
Even if sometimes
you don't feel like it.
Try not to squabble.
And if you go out anywhere,
I want you always to hold hands.
Like you do when you cross the road.
We embrace you with all our hearts.
Your loving Mama and Papa."
He was killed in North Africa...
If you go through there...
...you'll see the lady from
the Red Cross. Thank you. Next?
- Mrs. Baxter, how many dependents?
- Three.
Four.
Now, see that chap in Housing?
- He'll fix you up with something.
- Thank you, miss.
You coming to the pictures?
It's I Walked With a Zombie.
No, thanks.
- Tom Conway's in it.
- I'll get an early night.
Suit yourself.
This came for you this morning.
- You all right? You look peaky to me.
- Daisy.
I've gone, I've gone.
Have fun.
You got my letter?
Yes, of course you did.
I'm sorry to spring it on you.
It was a bit tricky getting away.
How long have you been in England?
A couple of months.
I wasn't too good when I got back.
They...
...told me you were dead.
- I thought I was.
No, they showed me photos.
There was a body.
It was the navigator.
I was kept hidden. They couldn't
move me. I was going crazy.
- You all right?
- Yes. I'm sorry, I just...
I can't quite...
It's good you got back.
What about you? What happened to you?
I went to France.
See, you never could persuade me
not to go.
Why did you?
I think I thought I could find you.
- Oh, Peter.
- What happened?
- Charlotte?
The rest, it kills.
Takes everyone time to recover.
The whole thing is such a bloody mess.
You know...
...I never stopped thinking about you.
We could go away somewhere. Anywhere.
- Peter.
- I'm due leave, we...
I can't go back.
I'm sorry.
I wish you'd listened.
Then I wouldn't have been myself.
Hello.
Hello.
I didn't think...
No.
There's something I've been meaning
to tell you.
What?
My name...
...is Charlotte Gray.
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