The Blitz: London's Longest Night Page #2
- Year:
- 2005
- 90 min
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We'll pay you back in six months.
- Boys, you'll never manage that.
It's no use having dreams
above your station.
I believe in the American Dream.
- Get to work. Be glad I got you this job.
You can't go out alone at night.
- Leave me alone, please.
You can't go out without a chaperone.
- Then come with me, Aunt.
Let's go and have some fun.
I need fresh air.
Good evening.
Eva, there's a war going on outside.
- So what?
Come back immediately.
How about if I accompany the lady?
Then you can get some rest.
You can't go chasing broads now.
We need the money.
I've got an idea.
- Your ideas only cost us money.
Vincent, we have to be on that boat
on Tuesday.
Right, Chris. Tuesday.
Your chaperone, with Aunt Anke's blessing.
With her etiquette all the time.
- 'Eti - ' what?
Rules. What you can and can't do.
Especially can't.
to have a drink?
No.
It might not be such a good idea.
- Why not?
This is the front line.
- Are you afraid?
- I already have a chaperone.
Do you know of a good caf?
- Of course.
My treat.
- Get down.
OK, now.
When are you leaving?
- On Tuesday, but...
But what?
- Could I talk to your fianc soon?
What about?
- Hey you, identification.
We're going to the cafe.
- The Germans occupied the bridge!
We're going to stop them.
OK, identification.
Don't have it on me.
- Where are you from?
I know her. She's staying at the Atlanta.
- And my mother is from Rotterdam.
German? Guys, we've got a Kraut.
No, she's getting married in a few days.
- You stay out of it.
Guys, get her.
Let's get out of here.
Let go of her.
Thank you.
You're a nurse?
I'm used to taking care of my brother.
Is he a boxer too?
- No.
Does it hurt?
It's unbearable.
Those who are about to die, salute you.
I have one last wish.
- What?
Smells good.
- What?
My dying breath?
That cigarette.
You don't smoke, ma'am.
There's a first time for everything.
And stop being so formal.
What do you want to ask my fianc?
Well, Chris and I have a problem.
We don't have the money for the boat trip
to London, so I thought...
...maybe we can borrow it
from your fianc.
So it's about money.
Dirk doesn't like to lend money.
But it's for Chris.
There's a surgeon in New York
who can help him.
Without it, he'll die.
When you deliver that cake tomorrow,
I'll put in a good word for you.
Oh my God!
May 12, 1940, Whitsunday
Eva turned out to be braver
than many a Dutch person.
She didn't run away.
The Germans didn't cross
the Maas river...
...so Eva's fianc didn't think
there was a reason to panic.
The day after the wedding,
she'd move straight into his mansion.
Was I just as brave as she was?
No.
But I had to help my brother.
From your father's collection.
Wenge wood from the African jungle.
- Oh, beautiful.
I find old oak from Eastern Russia
the most beautiful.
in his home?
Come on.
And from America: a refrigerator.
With the latest of the latest:
a freezer compartment.
What is that?
- Lettuce.
Stays fresh for six months.
Incredible, right?
The kitchen.
And I've got something
especially for you, Eva.
A modern gas oven.
It would be nice to replace this wall
with a window overlooking the garden.
Why don't you cut the cake?
Outside on the patio, Willem.
- There's no one to help me.
I'm sorry. All the servants left
for Limburg like dumb sheep.
Rotterdam is much safer.
- I'll help him.
Dad, can I have two pieces of cake?
- As much as you want, sweetie.
Mr Lagerwaard,
can I ask you something?
You can ask me anything,
except for money.
Excuse me. These gentlemen
are looking for Miss von Heerle.
from the police in Doesburg.
They have arrested your father.
All German nationals in the Netherlands
And my mother and brother?
- We're not at liberty to tell you.
You have to come with us.
- Miss von Heerle is my fianc.
We're getting married on Tuesday.
This will be her home.
I'll phone my esteemed friend,
Mayor Oud.
Your names, please.
- One moment.
If you can guarantee she won't run away...
- Of course.
Besides, we don't need to run away.
I have a bomb shelter.
We have to go to Doesburg right now.
- No, it'll be over in a day.
Two at the most.
- That's two days too many.
the wedding preparations.
I can't get married with my father in jail.
- I won't postpone it.
You can't expect me to get married
without my parents and brother.
Willem...
...drive to Doesburg to pick up
Eva's family.
To Doesburg? Behind enemy lines?
- I'll arrange the necessary papers.
No one knows what the situation is.
We're at war.
There's nothing to worry about.
I'm sorry, sir.
I'm not going.
- Willem, don't you dare...
Where are you going?
Come back immediately.
You go, Dirk. You can...
- I can't.
Things will go to the dogs here.
Then I'll go.
What?
- How much money does it pay?
Look, it even has a radio.
- Right. Make sure you're back in time.
Tonight.
Order the tickets for the boat to London.
- Yeah.
Drive.
- Does Mr Lagerwaard know...
Drive! You don't know my family.
You might pick up the wrong Germans.
If Mr Lagerwaard finds out...
- He won't. He's in meetings all the time.
And Aunt Etiquette?
- Hey! You need the money, don't you?
Now what? Can't we leave the city?
- We can.
Your husband got us a letter
of safe passage. No one will stop us.
Drive!
Stop them, stop them!
Be careful and don't trust strangers.
The Germans use spies...
Where did you learn to drive?
Someone of my social standing
shouldn't be able to?
That's not what I said.
- It's what you meant.
My father was a taxi driver.
- Was?
He's on a merchant ship now.
Somewhere in Asia or Australia.
That far away? So you never see him?
- No.
That seems awful.
You want your family near you,
don't you?
I see my grandma in Utrecht quite often.
And you've got your brother.
How come you know so much
about his lung disease?
Because of interesting pieces
in The Fist.
Watch out!
Keep going.
Keep going!
Bunch of creeps.
You can't trust them.
I'm not so sure.
I had the feeling they wanted to help.
Life is simple for you.
Because I'm working class.
- That's not what I mean.
That's why I want to go to America.
I won't be riff-raff there.
In America everyone's equal.
Here I'm a nobody.
I don't find you a nobody.
Is that a German plane?
It's a Stuka.
Underneath the car.
- Too dangerous. Come.
Stop.
Tomorrow morning.
- Can't you do it now?
Please, we're in a hurry.
- Not on the Day of the Lord.
Certainly not on Whitsunday.
This is for you.
Thank you.
Thanks for helping us.
Can't you really fix the car today?
We're going to church. Come on.
You can clean yourself
at the pump outside.
Eva !
Close your eyes!
- What's wrong?
Close your eyes. Promise.
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