The Storm
- Year:
- 2009
- 96 min
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The weather forecast
until tomorrow night.
Heavy storms throughout the night,
especially on the coast.
In addition, gale force winds...
...veering from West
to North West and North.
Bleak weather with some cloud and
occasional rain, hail or snow showers.
Here is a gale warning for shipping.
Above the northern and western parts
of the North Sea...
...there's a severe storm between
north-west and north.
The storm is spreading to the southern
and eastern part of the North Sea.
The storm is expected to last all night.
As a result, at 5:30 pm,
the regions Rotterdam...
...Willemstad and Bergen op Zoom
were warned...
...to expect dangerously
high water levels.
THE STORM:
Oosterkerke, 31 January 1953
Julia, I don't have anything to wear.
I'm going like this.
-No.
-I am.
Julia, You can't! Wear this.
You really don't have anything I can wear?
-Well. Is that better?
-It is.
May I wear this?
-Can I borrow this?
-Very well.
Little Ernest...
...did it wake you?
You want Mum?
Here's Mum.
I feel like dancing.
-You won't forget to feed her at eight?
-Make sure you're home on time.
Julia, really! Henny's coming at 8:30.
-If you're not back, I'll leave.
-It's no weather for a party.
Father wants you to stay home.
We won't blow away.
We're not candyfloss.
It's awful out.
It's not just that...
Emma, 8:
30 remember?-Can't we give her a lift?
-No.
Brass Band - 25th Anniversary
Very unseemly!
It's party time!
Go on, say it!
You're a whore!
-That's no name for a dog: "Gouda"?
-Yes, Gouda. Just watch!
Just watch this.
Sausage...
Cheese.
You see? Gouda!
-Sorry.
-What's the use of that?
-I'll take it to the cleaner's for you.
-Others always pay for your foolishness.
You mean that dress
that no longer fits you?
-At least I don't disgrace my family.
-You're too busy disgracing others.
Emma, you were going to
look after Ernest!
-Mum's babysitting.
-You know I don't want her to.
-She said it was okay.
-You don't understand!
I say! Julia.
Julia!
Yes, drop it.
It's out of hand!
-Is the phone working?
-What?
Your phone!
Lieutenant Hendrickx.
What?
Telephone... It's your brother.
-Hey kid...
-Hi. I'm back...
That's great... Where are you now?
-In the harbour...
-The harbour?
-Things are getting out of hand...
-Out of hand?
The storm. Bert thinks we can't cope.
Koos? Been drinking?
That dike's lasted 100 years...
I've never seen it like this.
I'm going to mother...
...but I wanted to tell you.
In case it really goes wrong...
Julia.
Julia...
Wake up, wake up!
Come on.
Behind you!
It's out of hand.
The water...
Ernest, it's all right!
It's stopped... it's stopped.
Where is father?
He was close to the dike...
Julia, watch out!
Julia!!
Give me your hand.
We're engaged, aren't we?
More or less?
I still feel sick.
-Five weeks later?
-Yes.
You haven't heard anything?
Nowhere in Zeeland? No calls for help?
From the North Sea...
for the coastguard.
Wait.
The private phone is in the hall.
Aldo, see you next week.
Theo!
-Are you flying back?
-If I can take off.
-Can you make a detour?
-Why?
-Come on.
-What's up?
-I'm worried about my brother.
-Why?
Zeeland has gone...
-We have to go back.
-Please go south.
No one knows this...
-We have to go back.
-Believe me.
We're near my mother's house. Please...
Here...
Here...!
There! There is it.
That's her! My mother!
-Go down...
-What are you doing?
Go down, closer!
Hey...
Hold on!
-What are you doing?
-We have to warn people.
Shut the door.
Maybe it's better to stay home, Julia.
But it's Christmas!
There's enough disgrace on this family.
Wait! There!
I can see someone!
Close the door!
Wait a second.
-She won't make it.
-Wait, I have to descend.
No!
Julia.
Press hard...
Come on. Good. You can do it.
...uncircumcised in heart and ears...
...ye do always resist...
...the Holy Ghost...
-...as your fathers did.
-It's a boy...
I don't think they'll come, Julia.
WOENSDRECHT AIRBASE
Madam...
You'd be better off in bed.
Come on, I'll take you back.
Doctor...
...she won't listen.
-No... No...
-Calm...
Come on. Come.
Unfortunately we need
all the pilots we have.
Report to Captain Mulder right now
and if you fail to obey an order...
...I'll haul you in front of
-Do I make myself clear, Lt Helmers?
-Yes, sir.
I can't decide your fate,
Lt Hendrickx. Alas.
I won't bother to say what I think
of your insubordination.
I talked to your superior, who
mentions mitigating circumstances.
...a state of emergency declared.
A car is waiting for you.
Report to your base for further orders.
Yes, sir.
Wait!
-I'm sorry it's necessary...
-Wait.
-Julia!
-She's in shock...
Can they let you free?
Give me a few minutes. I know her.
It's okay.
Stop or you'll be sedated for a week.
Ernest... my baby...
There's little chance
of reaching your house.
You have something against me?
-I didn't do anything to you?
I didn't see it.
I had no idea where you were going.
-You could have thought.
-I saw you drowning...
...and you'd die
if I didn't get you to a doctor.
Could you give me a hand?
I can't move it.
Grab it...
One, two, yes...
Keep it straight.
Sorry, I have to get on.
You can't.
There's nothing left.
Stop!
Stop! Please! Julia.
-Have you gone mad!?
-I have to go back!!
-You can't! There's nothing left!
-I have to!
Julia...
Mind the step.
Look!
Are you okay?
Come and sit down.
Krelis, I knew you'd make it.
-I nearly didn't.
-Your wife and daughters?
I don't know...
I think this old man needs a tot?
-I don't have any money.
-I didn't ask that.
I'd like one too.
Two...
-Two gins.
The dry tables and chairs
can be taken upstairs, okay?
Let's get as much as possible upstairs.
Sir...
You can't neglect that.
It needs to be cleaned.
There's still some milk...
...but we have to save it
for the children.
And your husband isn't here?
He...
There was a car crash...
...three weeks ago.
He died...
I'm sorry.
He's all I have left...
Hey, neighbour.
Did you pass my farm?
Did you see...?
There's only water, Krelis...
You did your best.
What was that?
-Was that an apology?
-Watch out!
There!
Hey, get out of my boat!
I have to go to Oosterkerke.
You're crazy. There's nothing left.
-Are you deaf?
-It's an emergency.
It's all emergencies today.
It's up to you. I won't bring you back.
If we don't keep calm...
Reverend... Ladies...
Please everyone, if you don't...
Please don't push. We have so little.
One slice of bread...
Sir, let the little boy go first.
Are you charging restaurant prices,
Guus?
-My family has to eat.
-I'll make sure you get paid.
You shouldn't worry
about profits though.
-The hotel isn't charity...
-We didn't do that in the war?
I have a right to...
Reverend, will you lead us in prayer?
"The hair of my flesh stood up...
"...and I feared your judgement."
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