Edge of Darkness Page #3

Karen, we are not all strong.

There are some of us that are weak.

- When he comes, what will you do?

- Villagers of Trollness are his countrymen.

- They will be his judges.

- They don't have to know.

Why must everything in the world

be either black or white?

That's the way the world is these days.

Johann may have changed. Men repent.

Why don't you wait and see for yourself?

Let your mother see him once more.

If he doesn't come home now,

she probably never will again.

Would it be better

if she were to find out?

We can keep that from her.

We've kept everything else.

Karen, let her dream come true.

There are so few dreams left that do.

Poor father.

- Poor father.

- There were good things in the old life.

Don't tear up everything by the roots.

Maybe, when this is over,

we'll all wanna pick where we left off.

Karen, please. Two years is a long time.

A man can change.

Let him stay here in peace. Let him feel

there is still a home to come to...

...that there is still a place

where people love each other.

Father, I say this for your sake

and for his sake.

If you can still stop him from coming,

do it.

- Father, promise me you'll try.

- All right, I'll try.

Why do you come to see me

in the middle of the day?

I'm a busy man.

I have troubles of my own.

Well, whatever it is, come on,

say it and get it over with.

Kaspar, why did you send for Johann?

Because I need him.

He should stay in Oslo

and finish his education.

Ha, why do you lie to yourself?

He hasn't been near a classroom

in almost two years.

That's a fact.

I'm a man who deals in facts.

If he comes here, there'll be trouble.

No trouble. Johann's a smart boy.

He understands the new order.

Write him. Tell him not to come home.

You will tell him to stay where he is,

to go back to school.

Tell you daughter it's too late.

He's on the boat. He'll be here Sunday.

I don't want you to get him mixed up.

Your daughter doesn't want me

to get him mixed up.

- Let him alone.

- Your daughter wants me to let him alone.

Anything happens,

I'll hold you responsible.

Why is Karen so worried

about his coming here?

This is a peaceful village.

Or maybe it isn't.

Maybe there's something going on.

Something you ought to tell

your brother-in-law about.

Well?

Well, well?

Facts. Give me facts.

I'm a man who deals in facts.

I can't understand.

You're an educated man. A clever man.

A man who's been willing to take advantage

of every opportunity that came along.

Now when the greatest opportunity

of a lifetime comes along...

...you flounder like a fish out of water.

What is it? You want to be a patriot?

Well, it's men like us

who are the real patriots of Norway.

Shut your fat, evil mouth!

The polite doctor shouts.

The cultured gentleman raises his voice.

What's the matter, Martin,

holding out for a bigger price?

Hauptmann Koenig.

Good morning, Dr. Stensgard.

Herr Torgersen.

Good morning, sir. Good morning.

- It is exactly 11.

- Everything is arranged.

- The men are waiting for you.

- Excellent, Herr Torgersen, excellent.

Did you hear what he said?

"Excellent, Herr Torgersen."

And you slapped me.

There've been incidents

in this cannery in direct defiance...

...of the order

of the German high command.

Let me remind you how the order reads.

"The economic life of a country

occupied by German troops is to continue.

Everyone is to remain at his position

and continue with his work as before.

Any acts to the contrary are sabotage."

I have been lenient, heretofore.

If there are any more accidents...

...if there are any more attempts

to spoil the fish...

...such as making them unfit for

consumption by kerosene or other means...

...men will be chosen at random

and tried for sabotage by a military court.

I will impose stricter measures

on the town.

Forbid public gatherings.

Close the church.

- Tonight at the church.

Fishing will be forbidden.

The cannery will be shut down.

We got arms from the British.

We were told to wait for the day

the entire coast was armed.

We couldn't. We were betrayed.

Some quisling must have told the Germans

the guns were buried in our gardens.

They came with searching parties.

Then it started. House to house.

The men defending themselves.

What else could they do?

Possession of arms meant death anyway.

It was like a blood bath.

They offered us a truce on their terms.

We told them to go to the devil.

How were you situated?

How many of you?

A hundred and four.

One machine gun

and 2000 rounds for the rifles.

We were facing them

with our backs to the water.

On the other flank, we had a little hill

which we could keep pretty well covered.

That's how we stood

when the attack started.

About that time was when young

Olav Brande tried to launch the boat.

Olav Brande was a friend of my son.

The one who was arrested in Oslo

for cutting wires.

Shh.

He called to women and children

to get in the boats...

...and he'd set them adrift until

it was over, but they couldn't make it.

The Germans raked the wharf

with machine gun fire.

The women and children?

Most of them were lying on pilings under

the wharf. You could hear them crying.

What happened to the women

and children?

Those that tried to run for the boats

were shot.

There's no time for tears. Be quiet.

Go on.

We fought until dark and held them off.

About 9:
00, their firing stopped.

We sat back and began to talk over...

...whether or not we could make the boats

in the dark.

There had to be a way out.

Then the planes came.

They sent down flares and then dived.

Houses started bursting into flames.

First one, then another.

The whole fjord was yellow.

Even the trees were on fire.

I guess that's all.

Stoksund was a nice town.

Once I was gonna open a butcher shop

in Stoksund...

...but my wife was against it.

Oh, excuse me.

I didn't mean to be funny.

Hammer has told us that the English

are delivering arms up and down the coast.

We'll get them here.

You've heard what happened

in Stoksund.

That may also happen here.

Oh, no.

Not if you plan your strategy.

Lars Malken may be right.

That's another question.

The question now is,

do we agree to accept the arms?

Are we together when they come?

Each man should speak his mind here.

Now.

- You say the whole coast will be armed?

- Yes.

Then what is there to speak about?

Is there anyone here

who can't see what that means?

No, this is not the way.

Every man must speak his mind.

Pastor, what do you say?

I say it's wrong.

I say it's against God's will.

I say it's murder.

They slaughtered us in the streets

and you talk about murder.

Yeah, that's it.

- Wait.

Wait. You'll all have a chance to speak.

Let him have his say.

Believe me, I understand.

But do not infect us.

It would only make it worse.

By him who died on the cross,

I swear I'm no coward...

...but in my very soul,

I know this is wrong.

You are a man of God, pastor.

But in these times, you...

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