The Counterfeit Traitor Page #7

I provided the information

on those chemical plants.

- And so did ten others, I'm sure.

- I don't care if there were a thousand.

I am partly responsible

for killing those children.

And maybe partly responsible

for shortening the war.

Don't you think I've told myself that?

Don't you think I've tried to rationalize

what I'm doing in every possible way?

But even a good end

does not justify evil means.

You were willing to give

your life to that end.

I still am, but the lives of others

are not mine to give.

All the convictions I have,

you gave me.

And because of them,

I'm willing to live with fear.

And now I find out

that you have doubts.

I discovered there's something

worse than fear.

There's guilt.

- But you must have known...

- First, it was quite impersonal.

I relayed names, dates

and conversations,

and I knew somewhere, sometime,

somebody was going to act upon them,

but I never foresaw

that gnawing feeling of...

All casualties go to the church!

Father, is there anything we can do?

It's very kind, but I don't think so.

Yes, you could take these

and make sure they're warm.

Doctor?

When you get back to Stockholm,

will you have them send word

to London that I must stop?

I've got to give it up.

Why, because it's un-Christian?

You're not going to finish Hitler

with pamphlets and prayers.

Eric, please forgive me.

I can't anymore, I've got to give it up.

You men there.

You men there.

No, there's no way out,

but there is a chance for you.

When they come in,

look surprised and horrified

and I'll say I tried to get information

out of you, but couldn't.

I'll stick to that, no matter what.

You play innocent!

It's no use, it's no use.

Upstairs!

- Open up! Open up!

- Take the door off.

What do you want?

Where's the printing press?

- Get out of that drawer.

- Please, please!

- Take him out of here.

- Come on, move.

Is this man making this?

Go on, go on.

Close the door.

When I was young,

I made a vow

that someday I'd live

comfortably and lavishly.

I've kept that promise.

But this stuffy little place means

more to me than all the rest.

It's the only home

I've ever cherished...

...because it's filled with...

...honesty...

...and love and you.

You still want them to notify London?

I wish I could say something

that would be of consolation.

Perhaps if you saw a priest,

he'd give you absolution.

For yesterday's sins, yes,

but not for tomorrow's.

That's something for

my conscience to determine.

And it has.

My conscience has always been

like a well-trained dog.

I could tell it to go and sit in the corner

and be quiet, and it would.

Since I've known you,

it hasn't been quite so obedient.

It keeps shouting for me

to do the very thing

that your conscience won't permit.

Then you must do it.

Mariana.

On my trips back to Berlin,

I won't attempt to contact you.

Now that you're out of it, I don't

want to place you in danger again.

But it's worth the risk.

No, it took me too long to find you.

I don't want to take the chance

of losing you.

- I better go now.

- Not yet.

- My train leaves in an hour.

- No, please, not yet.

- I have a feeling I'll never see...

- Everybody feels that way.

Don't worry.

When this is all over,

I'll find you.

If anything should happen to me,

remember this.

You're the only woman

I ever really loved.

Wherever you are,

know I'll be with you.

Here we go!

Believe me, gentlemen, I had

no idea such a thing was going on.

- If I had known...

- He undoubtedly worked alone.

To make sure, we'd like to look

at the other apartments.

Would you like to start here?

The woman is not in at the moment.

Please.

- Anything?

- No.

- Not many clothes.

- She doesn't live here.

She only used this place to... entertain.

Look what I found on the floor.

A piece of blotter.

Somebody must have torn it in little

pieces and flushed it down the toilet.

Tried to write something,

pressed too hard and it left a mark.

I confess to almighty God and to you,

Father, that I have sinned.

It's been two weeks

since my last confession.

- Good morning, Father.

- Good morning.

We just moved

into this neighborhood.

I was just coming to the rectory

to introduce myself.

I...

I don't know

how to begin, Father.

I've never confessed this before.

I...

I have been responsible...

...for death and destruction, Father.

Tell me about it, my child.

Well, I...

Don't be afraid, child.

Tell me.

Well...

...I gave information.

And because of it...

...a city was bombed.

From whom did you obtain

this information?

Well...

And because

of her deep religious convictions,

she asked to be relieved

of any further duty.

End of report.

Sorry I'm late.

I found a wonderful restaurant

where they have superb lobsters.

Tell me about it.

I haven't eaten all day.

Well, you'll have plenty of time

from now on.

- What do you mean?

- Our little project's over, Red.

You can't carry this refinery hoax

any further.

They're bound to find out.

Oh, I think I can squeeze

one more trip out of it.

I thought you'd jump at the chance

to get out from under.

Yes, I would.

But I've seen their jetfighters,

you haven't.

If they get them flying, they'll have a

turkey shoot with our bombers.

The baron is very close

to getting information

- on assembly plants, fuel depots...

- There's another reason it's finished.

I don't suppose you know

we got copies of your correspondence.

- Telegrams...

- I suspected it.

Not that we didn't trust you,

it's just routine.

I take it you haven't called

at your office.

I came right here.

Here's a copy of a cable

that came for you this morning.

If they find that letter,

they'll pick up everyone I talked to.

The baron, Frau Mllendorf...

Unfortunately, they have to be

considered expendable.

Not to me.

I've got to go back.

I've never taken a penny

for what I've done,

and now I ask only one thing

in payment.

I know there are things

you could do to stop me.

Don't.

Hamburg first?

No, there's no direct flight to Hamburg.

I'll have to go via Berlin.

You know, of course, if you're caught,

there's nothing we can do to help.

We've never heard of you.

But you do have that address

in Hamburg, in case you need it.

Yes.

Nine Herbertstrasse.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Would you please come with me,

Mr. Erickson?

Just follow me, please.

I had been to Gestapo Headquarters

many times before to see Nordoff,

but now this was different.

This was a matter of security,

and a Colonel Erdmann

was the one who wanted to see me.

I tried to figure out

what had gone wrong.

Had they found the letter

in Otto's office?

Had they arrested the baron

and forced him to talk?

I tried not to show any fear,

but the miserable people in

the corridor waiting to be questioned

seemed to be part of me now.

And I was part of them.

Right this way, please.

Miller.

Very good, then,

very good.

Here we are.

Yes.

An overly polite lieutenant asked me

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