Suite Francaise Page #4

the rest search the house!

I don't know what's wrong

with you farmers.

Always stashing your guns

in the same places. Come down.

You won't be in the labour camp

for long.

The Viscount begged

for leniency.

It's likely to be a year. Plenty of

time for me to f*** your wife

while you shovel frozen sh*t

in Buchenwald.

F*** you.

Stay there, don't move.

No! No!

Benoit!

- Madeleine.

- ls your mother-in-law at home?

She's away for the night.

What's happened?

How do you know where he is?

There's an old hunting lodge

in the woods.

And no one's offered to take him in?

That's why I'm here.

They let me go,

but they're watching me.

If they're watching...

you shouldn't have come here.

Look, Benoit's a good man. And

no one else is going to help him.

And he can't move very fast.

And they'll hunt him and find him.

And when they do,

they'll kill him.

You're the only one

that can help me now, please.

I...

I'm sorry. I don't...

I thought you said Madame was away.

Your officer won't be coming, you

know. I passed him in the square.

He's leading the search party

for my husband.

Shame on you!

What was I thinking?

My friends and neighbours

were being hunted like animals

while I was living out a fantasy.

A disgraceful madness.

Spread out!

What are you doing here?

The dogs have got your scent.

Put these on and come with me.

Yesterday an officer

of the German Wehrmacht

was killed by one Benoit Labarie,

a resident on the Montmort estate.

Any person guilty of providing him

with shelter,

aid or protection

or who knows his whereabouts

is required to report this

information to German headquarters

within 48 hours of this notice

or they will incur immediate

execution by firing squad.

Lieutenant, I would like

to talk to you.

Come along, Viscount.

Herr Major...

on behalf of the people of Bussy I

must offer my most humble apology.

I had no idea he would lash out

that way.

You said he was a communist...

a thief who'd threatened your wife.

What exactly did you expect?

According to the laws of

occupation...

the Mayor is responsible for

the actions of his constituents.

Which means if the farmer isn't

found within forty eight hours...

you will face the firing squad

in his place.

But Herr Major...

I am the Viscount.

- That's unheard of.

- Viscount.

General Wolf wanted me

to round up five men at random.

You should be thankful

I persuaded him

to make an example out of you alone.

Take him off.

No, Herr Major, I'm the Viscount,

this isn't possible.

Herr Major, please!

- Herr Major.

- The day before Bonnet was murdered,

he wanted to talk to me

about one of his fellow officers.

Do you know who he was referring to?

No, I do not.

You'll be in charge

of the execution.

Go tell your men

to search everywhere.

No exceptions.

Teach these people a lesson,

find anything suspicious.

Now go at once!

Yes, sir.

Spread out!

Stay still!

Oh. How romantic.

- I'm going to have to talk to his

commanding officer. -No, you won't.

- Who knows?

- No one.

- Not even his wife?

- I couldn't risk it.

You should have asked me first.

My grandfather put this

here during the last war.

Get in. Quickly.

Don't make a sound.

Why are you doing this?

Seeing him dressed in Gaston's

clothes, it made me think,

it could be my son.

They're here.

Madame.

We are looking for Benoit Labarie.

Lucile.

Lucile, I couldn't get back.

- No!

- Celine, stop!

Gustav.

Forget the b*tch, come on!

- We were searching

the woods all night. -I know.

- Sir. -Yes?

- We have found nothing.

Very good.

Lucile, tell me. Something's wrong.

I made a mistake.

What is this?

What is this?

She's a Jew.

Where is your daughter?

- Where's your daughter?

- She's with her father.

We'll come back for her.

Have your feelings changed?

Yes.

You're lying.

Sir, up here. We've found something

in the laundry cupboard.

A wake is being held for Officer

Bonnet, but we don't have

enough table linen,

so could we borrow some of yours?

It belonged to my mother.

I trust you will return it

in its original state.

Of course.

Anna?

Open it.

Take this away.

She doesn't know anything.

Don't fret.

There's still time.

Somebody might give him up.

- You know, Benoit...

- I know.

You did the right thing.

God can see into our hearts.

I love you.

I love you too.

Line UP!

- Amen.

- Amen.

Take aim!

Fire!

Fall out!

I had told myself they're just like

us after all,

but they're not.

We're a different species,

irreconcilable, enemies forever.

I won't hide here

till the war's over.

I'm not afraid of dying.

I just want it to be for a reason.

- What can you do?

- I know people, in Paris.

- Who? -People who are getting

organised, fighting back.

You'll never get past the

checkpoints. They're everywhere.

What if I take him?

- Lucile, you can't do that.

- I'm taking you.

What about the travel pass?

I know where you're going,

you f***ing German whore.

He's safe.

What are you doing here?

I need a travel pass.

I have to drive to Paris.

One of our tenants needs medicine.

His daughter's very ill.

You heard about the viscount?

Yes.

You must hate me now.

I would if I were you.

This tenant...

has he come to the house?

No.

That's a shame.

My orderly says he could smell

a different man's tobacco.

He thinks you're hiding someone.

And you?

If I had even the slightest

suspicion

it would be my duty to act on it.

I know that.

I said it was mine.

A gift from my wife.

I'll instruct my orderly

to issue the pass.

Thank you.

We will see each other again.

Not as a soldier.

You won't even recognise me.

Be careful...

with your life.

Is it precious to you?

Yes.

It is precious to me.

Here are the movement orders, sir.

We're leaving tomorrow morning.

Yes.

This is everything you'll need.

And...

Gaston left us this. Just in case.

Thank you.

Gaston will come back.

I'm sure of it.

Thank you.

All done.

Except that tobacco

I smelt couldn't have been yours.

There was no trace

of it in your room.

Don't worry, sir,

I took care of it.

If she's got anything to hide

they'll find it at the checkpoint.

I put a note in with the travel

pass to search the car.

Very good.

Major, Steiner is waiting for you

in front of the hotel.

- Good day.

- Hello.

Where are you going?

- Paris.

- Papers.

Come over here!

Deal with it yourself Gustav,

it's just a damn woman.

Get out!

Open.

Open!

Faster.

Get down!

Benoit!

Hold onto me.

Help me.

Open it.

Hardly a word of our true feelings

had ever been spoken.

Not a single word about love.

After the war

I heard that Bruno had died.

But maybe he just disappeared,

like me.

I drove Benoit to a farmhouse

and a week later

we made it to Paris.

We fought for what we believed in

and four years later France was free.

Over time I tried to forget

the people I lost,

but the music always carries me

back to him.

SUITE FRANCAISE WAS WRITTEN IN

SECRET AS THE NAZIS OCCUPIED FRANCE.

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