This Land Is Mine Page #5
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You know what happened to Paul.
They killed him. That's why you're
free. To think we trusted you.
You're weak but I told Paul
you'd keep quiet.
Did they pay you
or just give you your life?
It's not worth much. Louise!
You're the only one that knew.
Get out!
Get out!
Don't let that girl hurt you. She's
mixed up in it with her brother.
He's dead.
And you're free, thank God!
You may as well know,
I'm the one who told. Told?!
Told what?!
I saw him climb through the window.
You?!
My own mother told the Germans?!
I told George Lambert.
George Lambert!
Son! George Lambert.
Albert! He's your friend.
George Lambert!
TRAIN WHISTLE:
Good morning, Lambert.
Mmm, I feel poetic this morning.
"Romeo, Romeo,
wherefore art thou, Romeo?
"Deny thy father
and refuse thy name.
"Or, if thou wilt not, be but thus sworn
my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet."
Shakespeare. We love him in Germany.
The English don't understand him.
Sit down.
You look as if you have indigestion
or didn't you sleep well?
Now me, I slept better
than I have for weeks.
She'll never know.
We keep our secrets.
Don't worry about
that broken engagement.
Now she'll be lonely
and make up with you.
Too bad he wasn't taken alive.
Have you released the hostages?
By no means.
Only that fool schoolmaster.
After that, we won't have trouble
keeping him in line.
One for one.
Fair trade and good business.
Sadly, your friend Martin is dead.
And dead men can't talk.
But I've thought of a way
to find his accomplices.
People might be afraid
to go to the funeral tomorrow.
But you will go and comfort her.
She will admire you
for risking my displeasure.
She will cry on your shoulder.
I'm making up your quarrel for you.
She knows who the accomplices were
and you know the way to my office.
Do you think I'd do that?
I'm sure you will.
DOOR OPENS:
I have something
for the superintendent. Come in.
We caught it in a trap in the loft.
I thought you'd like it for dinner.
It's a fine, fat bird.
I wouldn't mind having it.
I'm expecting to hear from you
tomorrow night, Lambert.
I hope you like it, sir. Oh, thanks.
GUNSHO Murder! Murder!
I can only sum up by saying
the murder has been proved,
by the witnesses, by the gun he was
holding, by the blood on his handkerchief,
and a very clear motive - one of
the oldest motives in history -
jealousy.
You may find it preposterous
that a man of his timid character
could become so enamoured
so as to commit an act of violence
to dispose of a rival.
I've never seen a man too old
to look at a charming young lady.
I wouldn't give my oath that
such glances are always innocent.
All I ask is a just verdict.
The prosecution rests.
This court regrets that you refuse
to be defended by counsel.
You'll address the jury
from where you sit.
I advise you
to speak clearly and to the point.
I shall be brief because I have
written down all I have to say.
I don't understand.
I'm sure I had my papers.
It's all I've been doing in my cell.
It was a little hole, but I've been
away so long, nobody's sewn it up.
I hope you'll excuse me
for speaking badly.
I've never been able
to speak in public.
I hope the prosecutor
won't think I'm disrespectful
to the court and the legal
profession in having no lawyer.
My only defence is the truth.
Nobody knows the truth as well as I.
I was the only one who was there.
The truth is I wanted
to kill George Lambert
but I don't think I could have.
I'm too weak. I'm a coward.
Everybody knows that,
even the prosecutor.
That's why he's making fun of me.
I'm not a coward here.
I have brave dreams.
I'm not afraid to commit murder here.
But when I face reality... outside...
...I'm lost. I'm a coward.
It's strange.
We're two people, all of us.
Inside and outside.
George Lambert was two men.
It wasn't until I saw him dead
that I realised it.
I knew why he'd killed himself.
He couldn't face reality.
But he was different from me.
He was strong outside...
...and weak inside.
Inside he was a coward.
When this honest coward had to face
what that other George,
brave George, had done...
...he couldn't stand it.
So he killed himself.
It's strange but I felt strong for the
first time in my life when I saw him dead.
I was sorry for him.
I suddenly understood everything.
In a way,
I'm to blame for his death...
through my mother's love for me.
Even love can be a terrible thing.
It can commit crimes.
Louise, you thought
I informed on Paul.
It was my mother.
To save me, she told George.
George told the mayor, who told
Major von Keller and Paul was killed.
Even Mayor Manville is two men.
They both appear strong
but they're both weak.
The outside man pretends he's saving the town
to hide the inside man who's saving himself.
I object. The accused has
no right to slander our mayor.
If this is a court of justice,
I have a right to be heard.
If not, how can we believe
our courts deal out justice
under the occupation,
as the newspapers insist? Proceed.
Even before the war, our mayor was
sure the enemy was not the Germans,
but a part of our people.
The mayor was born poor.
Then he became powerful.
Then he began to fear
the very people he'd come from.
Huh! Our country is
full of people like that.
Every country is.
George Lambert was not powerful but took
the side of the powerful men he admired.
He found he got on better that way.
I object. The accused is exploiting this
courtroom to indulge in dangerous political talk.
But it's the basis of my defence.
Can the accused slander his victim
in a court of justice?
Is this a free court or not?
to call a new witness. Who?
Mayor Henry Manville.
He'll be here by the morning.
I request an adjournment.
Has the accused any objection?
Not at all.
Very well.
This session stands adjourned.
CHATTER OF VOICES
LOCK CLICKS:
Good evening, Lory.
I heard about that torn pocket.
You lost your speech.
But you did all right
from all accounts.
May I sit down? Please, of course.
Sit down.
Lory, I was mistaken about you.
You are a man of real courage.
Oh no, I'm not.
I know what you said in court
but you're wrong. I know you better.
I was a fool
not to realise it sooner.
Cigarette? No, thank you.
This is my second one.
MAJOR KELLER LAUGHS
Lory, I like you.
Too bad - you made a great mistake
in court today.
You say you're a coward, but
you disproved it by what you said.
Now they know you killed Lambert.
But I didn't.
Come, come - I'm here to save you.
I'm your friend.
I told the truth - I didn't.
Lory, I believe you.
Now I remember the way Lambert looked when
I left him. That makes it all very easy.
Lambert was despondent
because of losing Miss Martin.
There will be a suicide
note. You'll be acquitted.
Oh. You won't have to say
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