This Land Is Mine Page #3
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regain their dignity and honour.
Let us both work for that day.
MUTED BOOING:
Sorry, but you must keep in line.
MUTED BOOING CONTINUES
The sound of the mob.
I don't like the way they look.
Don't worry. Break up the printing
presses and you break up rebellion.
Quiet!
Let's go.
LOUD WHISTLE BLASTS
A man is dead.
Go ahead!
LOUD WHISTLE BLASTS
GUNSHO Hello, Mrs Lory.
Eh, eh, eh!
Hello, Paul.
There's been trouble.
Did you hear the shooting?
Paul, what's the matter?
Paul! It's nothing. I'm all right.
Paul! Paul, it was you.
Oh, Paul, why didn't you tell me
it was you, it was you?
Now you're the brother
I've been so very proud of.
I can believe in you again.
TINKLING MUSIC:
MUSIC STOPS Herr Major. Man hat ihn
gesehen, aber nicht mehr erkannt.
Die Gruppenfuhrer war sicher dass
einer ihn getroffen hat.
So bloed. Abreden.
That settles it. The man got away -
not even recognised.
This concerns you. An attempt was
made on your life as well as mine.
Any suggestions? The two men
you arrested must know who it was.
You don't understand your people.
I know these men.
We had them in Germany - fanatics.
They'll die but they won't talk.
I'll have to take hostages.
Two German soldiers
have been killed.
I'm so sorry, Major von Keller. My
superiors won't accept apologies.
Have you ever studied this paper?
"They make a desert
and they call it peace."
That's classical flavour.
Who wrote that?
The two men you arrested.
Oh, no, my dear Mayor,
they were only printers.
They're the hands,
I'm looking for the brain.
This shows scholarship.
Schwartz, give me the list of books
on Professor Sorel's desk.
Voltaire, Plato, Juvenal, Tacitus.
Tacitus! Ubi solitudinem faciunt
pacem appellant.
You recognise it, Manville?
Is it Greek? It's Latin.
Tacitus was speaking
of the Roman occupation.
"They make a desert
and they call it peace."
We've got it.
Surely you don't suspect Sorel?
I've known him all my life.
He's a little radical, crazy ideas.
but he's highly respected.
He'd never try to kill me. Of
course not. Have a glass of wine.
Let's drink a toast to Tacitus.
Boys, boys!
What have you been doing?
I'm very disappointed. This is
a place of learning and culture.
The first requisite of culture
is good manners.
I've tried to keep dignity
but if you continue to misbehave,
I'll report you to the principal.
Edmund, what's that on your face?
They say I'm a Jew.
Who did it?
I don't know, sir.
Got to the washroom
and clean your face.
Mr Lory, come quickly!
They're arresting Professor Sorel.
Professor Sorel!
They mustn't take you.
Don't leave us.
We can't run the school without you.
Don't leave us! Dignity, Lory.
You can run the school.
Stop it! Let go! You can't take him.
I won't let you.
Father!
Father! Father! It's all right, son.
Don't worry, I'll be back. Comfort
your mother. You're the man now.
You're a brave boy, Edmund.
And so are you, Albert.
TINKLING MUSIC:
You're wasting your time.
And mine too.
You surely can't have anything
against Professor Sorel.
Everyone respects him. Some of us
love him. He's a good man.
MUSIC STOPS:
He writes well. I admire his style.
You know he'd never do anything
violent. Mr Lorraine... He's a Jew.
What will happen to them? Two
German soldiers were murdered today.
Unless the criminal gives himself up,
ten hostages will be shot but not by me.
But by the cowardly criminal
who won't confess his guilt.
I'd have nothing to do with it.
But I'm not grieving
for the innocence of Sorel.
Your hostility to me comes from him.
You pass it on to your pupils.
in the schools.
Children are the soldiers
and mothers of tomorrow.
Ten years ago,
our children were like yours.
We threw out the Sorels
and took over the schools.
They'll rule the world. You won't!
If I didn't know you're marrying
a reliable man, I'd worry about you.
Thank you for helping me understand
exactly what this occupation means.
Thank you for your company,
Miss Martin.
Don't worry too much about Sorel.
We have ways of finding out things.
The chances are
we'll find the guilty man.
My regards to Lambert.
And save me some wedding cake.
TRAIN WHISTLE:
George?
They've arrested Professor Sorel.
Poor darling, don't cry.
Come and sit down.
I know how you feel
but crying won't do any good.
There now. Is that better?
Oh, George!
I'm frightened. I'm scared to death.
Life is getting terrible.
I don't know what to do.
I need you.
Of course you do.
That's what I'm here for.
I love you.
I know about Sorel and that
they took that shopkeeper Lorraine
and eight other men.
One of them worked here.
If they find the man who threw
the bomb, they'll be released.
You don't understand.
The man who threw the bomb...
Oh, George, I'm in such
an awful situation. I know.
The man who threw the bomb
is a criminal.
If he had any courage,
he'd admit his guilt.
You really believe he's a criminal?
We all hate this occupation.
I told Major von Keller just that.
But we must face facts.
They have the power.
If one of us resists and gets killed,
he takes the risk
and the punishment himself.
The man who resists with acts of
sabotage escapes but innocent people die.
It's obvious, darling.
Anyone who resists
ought to give himself up?! Yes.
Then there's no more resistance.
Isn't it better to have peace?
What happens to a nation
if all its citizens die?
But I saw them take Professor Sorel.
He isn't afraid to die.
He's old, we're young.
Life means everything to us.
I know young men
who aren't afraid to die.
Nothing is worth
the sacrifice of your life, Louise.
We have everything before us.
Love, marriage, chi...
No, George! I was in love with you,
perhaps I still am.
I feel as if
I don't really know you.
This is the first time
you've been frank with me.
I haven't found the answer
to the things you've said.
I feel... I know you're wrong.
DOOR OPENS:
Hello, folks.
What's the matter?
She's just upset.
She'll get over it. You know women.
I sure don't.
CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS
I don't know what's keeping Paul.
He knew you were coming.
Louise...
I have something to say to you.
Are you worried about your mother?
I know she doesn't like me. I...
You don't have to explain a thing.
She's old and lonely.
I understand how you feel.
You can go home. Thank you.
You forgot something. It's for you.
For me?
They're lovely.
Where did you get them?
Edmund picked them for you.
He's very fond of you.
Louise.
Lou... Louise, I must speak to you.
Louise, I... I know I'm not young.
You are so very young in my mind.
I remember the day you graduated.
I remember when you came back to
teach. I was so worried about you.
I was so happy
when I saw the children loved you.
Now we're both here together. We're
the only ones left in the school.
I feel so very close to you...
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