The Mortal Storm Page #8

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Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Martin.

Martin!

Am I going to fast?

I'm sorry.

Every time I look back,

you seem to be smaller.

Martin, we're not

lost, are we?

Oh, no. Are you afraid?

Not when your arm

is around me.

Are we halfway?

Yes, I think so.

Your face is so

small and white.

You're very tired, aren't you?

No, no, I'm not tired.

Really I'm not.

All right.

Do you have any

idea where we are?

We should be near

Karwendel pass.

Should be? We'd better be,

unless you want them to slip

over the border ahead of us.

We're doing the best

we can, aren't we?

Martin, come on,

let's stop a minute.

I'm not really tired.

It's just difficult to

breathe so high up.

Oh, I know, Darling.

I think we can reach the

pass in about an hour,

less, perhaps,

if your strength

just holds out.

You're my strength.

I won't fail you.

I know you won't.

All right.

You ready?

Freya!

Freya, look!

Look, it's Austria!

It can't be true.

We just have to go down

that open space there.

Those high rocks are

on Austrian soil.

And free.

Come on, I'll race

you down the slope.

Do you think you can make it?

I can try.

All right.

What is it, Martin?

A patrol.

No.

Yeah, right to the

right, there.

Back, they'll see us.

We have one fighting

chance, Freya.

Shall we make a try for it,

or shall we go back?

Go back to what, Martin?

Be careful.

Good luck.

There they are!

We'll head them off.

Halt!

Halt!

Halt!

Well?

800 paces.

Take aim.

Keep firing! Keep firing!

They're over the border.

You clumsy fools,

you've missed him!

Cease firing!

Why, Martin, did I faint?

Yes, Darling.

But we made it, didn't we?

We're free?

Yes, we're free.

Listen, you can hear the

church bells from the village.

We're almost there, Darling.

No, no, wait.

Let me rest a little.

Dear, Martin...

I am tired now.

Yes, very, very tired.

Oh, no, Freya.

Oh, no.

Oh...

We met them on Karwendel pass.

I ordered them to halt,

but they refused to obey.

At my command, the

patrol opened fire.

They were able to cross

the border, but...

Freya was hit.

She died before

reaching the village.

I had no choice,

it was my duty!

Freya killed...

Freya.

It doesn't make sense.

And Breitner goes free!

Yes, free to think

as he believes.

Well, wasn't that

what he said?

Free to fight against

all we stand for.

Yes.

Thank God for that.

Freya.

6 candles, one for each decade

of a wonderful life.

Now blow them all out

and make a wish.

We've been a very

united family.

In this house, we've had the

habit of gracious living.

We've prided ourselves on our

tolerance and our sense of humor.

Good heavens, here I am

making another speech.

Well, I can think of no

better wish than this:

May our happiness last

as long as we live.

I think peace is

better than war.

A man's right to

think as he believes

is as good for him

as food and drink.

I... I thank you for

your beautiful gift.

It shows me, this

splendid torchbearer,

that you have understood what

I have desired to impart

and that into your young hands

will be given the torch of science

when it has fallen from the

hands of your masters.

I sincerely pray that you

will carry it worthily.

I said to a man who

stood at the gate,

"give me a light that I may

tread safely into the unknown."

And he replied,

"go out into the darkness

"and put your hand

into the hand of God.

"That shall be to you

better than a light

and safer than a known way."

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