To Be or Not to Be Page #3

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I'll build a swimming pool

for your goldfish.

You're really a darling...

but you don't realize

that I'm a married woman.

That's why I must talk to your husband.

But I love my husband.

No, you don't.

You're just decent, you're kind,

and you feel sorry for him.

Now, don't you worry.

It's a situation between men.

I'll wait here for him.

Stanislav, you must listen to me.

This is probably all my fault,

but you must understand that l...

Mrs. Tura!

- Stay out, Anna.

Mrs. Tura, it's war!

"Without any declaration of war...

"German troops crossed our border

at several points this evening."

Without a word of warning.

They'll pay before they're through.

We'll gonna fight them.

War. It's really war.

People are going to kill each

other and be killed.

Stanislav...

Goodbye, Maria.

Maria! Have you heard?

- Yes, it's war.

It seems impossible. It's incredible.

Does the audience know yet?

- No, I have to make an anouncement.

It's a conspiracy. That's it!

A foul conspiracy!

It's worse than that. It's a crime!

- You're absolutely right.

Walking out on me for the second time.

What are you talking about?

- Don't you understand? It's war!

It's an air alarm!

Close the window!

Hurry up, to the basement. Quick!

Anyway, we don't have to worry

about the Nazi play anymore.

The Nazis themselves are putting on

the show now. A much bigger one.

There's no censor to stop them.

Unhappy Poland.

Attacked without a word of warning

by a ruthless conqueror.

Warsaw destroyed

for the sake of destruction.

The curtain had fallen

on the Polish drama.

A tragedy with no relief in sight.

There was a Nazi tank

against every Polish hope...

and the people were

stunned and helpless.

There was no censor to stop them.

"If you prick us,

do we not bleed?

"If you tickle us,

do we not laugh?

"If you poison us,

do we not die?"

What a Shylock you would have been.

All I had to do was to carry a spear.

I wonder if we'll ever

carry a spear again.

Let's hope so.

But a new spirit had come over

the people of Poland.

Hate and more hate

was the answer to the Nazi terror.

Rebellion against suppression.

Determination to fight at any moment,

anywhere, everywhere.

The battle was on. "V."

"V" for "victory!"

Down with the Nazis!

Down with Hitler!

The Warsaw underground striking back...

sabotage, destruction.

But the real fight for Polish freedom

was led somewhere in England.

Young men of Poland

avenging their country...

the Polish squadron of the RAF.

Well, it's gratifying to see that

you still keep your sense of humor.

We are even much funnier over Berlin.

I only wish that I were young enough

to do for our country what you're doing.

Come on, Professor. One of your

radio speeches is worth 10,000 bombs.

When do we hear you again,

Professor Siletsky?

I'm afraid it might be

quite some time.

Why? What's the matter?

Nothing. I just happen to be going

on a little trip.

And anybody that buys a return ticket

these days is decidedly an optimist.

You are going

on a secret mission, Professor?

I see it's no use.

You boys are too clever for me.

Now I know. He's going

to Berlin to call on Hitler.

Not exactly. And I certainly hope that

Hitler doesn't call on me.

Well gentlemen, thank you for

honoring me with an excellent dinner.

Professor, are you going to Warsaw?

- That would be risking your neck.

After all, you boys risk your lives

every day, don't you?

So you are going to Warsaw.

Gentlemen, please, I

can't tell you any more.

I'm sorry that I even mentioned it.

But you didn't.

- We got it out of you.

After all, if I can't trust you,

whom can I trust?

And I know it will be buried right here.

Warsaw.

I'd give my soul to be there

for just one hour to see my mother.

If she's still alive.

I only wish it were possible

for me to find out.

Could you find out, please? My mother...

I understand exactly how you feel.

But you must realize...

I cannot possibly jeopardize

the purpose of my trip.

Why don't you tell me

where I can reach your people...

and I'll try my best?

Professor Siletsky? - Yes.

My people are fortunately

out of Poland...

but there is someone in Warsaw.

A lady? - Yes.

It's a very confidential matter.

I'd appreciate it if you'd tell her...

But don't tell her husband.

Now, I know exactly what to tell her.

Just say, "To be or not to be."

She knows.

A code message?

What's the name of the lady?

It's Maria Tura.

- Just a moment. I'll write it down.

What did you say the name was?

Maria Tura.

- T-U-R-A. That's right?

Don't tell me you've never

heard of Maria Tura?

Why? Should I?

Well, you lived in Warsaw...

Yes, of course. The name is familiar.

She's quite well-known.

Well-known? She's famous.

- Yes, indeed.

Here, it's the name of my brother.

I don't know if you

can read the writing.

MILITARY INTELIGENCE

V:

- All right.

- Lieutenant.

- How do you do, sir?

- Gen. Armstrong.

Major Cunningham.

- How do you do?

Now what did you want

to see me about, Lieutenant?

I was thinking about coming here

for a couple of days.

I'm probably doing an injustice

to an important man.

Whom do you suspect?

You see, sir, the other night...

Professor Siletsky was addressing us

at the camp...

and I mentioned the name of Maria Tura

and he'd never heard of her.

Neither have I.

But he's supposed to be

a Pole who lived in Warsaw.

She's the most famous

actress in Warsaw.

Young man, there are lots of people

who are not interested in the theater.

In matter fact, there's only

one actress I ever heard of.

And I certainly hope

I'll never hear from her again.

Sir, Maria Tura's more than an actress.

She's an institution.

You couldn't buy a newspaper

without reading about her.

You can't buy a package of cigarettes

without her picture inside.

They name soap after her.

You couldn't move around in Warsaw

without popping into her.

I thought it was my duty to tell you

before the professor leaves.

He left already, didn't he?

- Yes, he was due in Sweden yesterday.

Just a minute.

How'd you know he was leaving?

He told us.

- Told you what?

That he was going to Warsaw.

- That seems incredible.

After all, we were all Poles together,

nobody saw anything wrong in it.

Otherwise, the boys wouldn't

give him the addresses.

What addresses?

- Of the relatives in Warsaw.

He took them?

- Yes, sir.

How could he do such a thing?

If they fall into the hands

of the Gestapo...

they can take reprisals

against all the families.

When does Professor Siletsky

get to Warsaw?

He probably took the boat

today for Lithuania.

And from Lithuania, that's uncertain.

I shall say, three or four days, sir.

How long will it take you

to fly to Warsaw?

About ...six or seven hours, sir.

You mind waiting outside a minute?

- Yes, sir.

I hate to believe it.

So do I, sir. We can't take any chances.

The fellow came here with

the highest recommendations possible.

And we checked again and again, sir.

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