Operation Lady Marlene (1975) Movie Script
It may sound cruel,
but some children should not grow up.
I mean, grow up without rules.
You have to keep them in line
from the start, like good students,
guided by good teachers,
like those we find in the
deposit and guidance fund,
where they will flourish
without threatening the planet.
Without control,
these little ones quickly become grumpy,
annoying,
aggressive,
and, eventually, dominant!
Thank God, sooner or later
these types slip on a banana peel,
everyone relieved...
This is, in my opinion, the banana peel
that Adolf Hitler will eventually slip on.
Attention enthusiasts!
JUNE 1940
Champagne!
To our leader!
General,
a French soldier keeps shooting at us.
Impossible!
- Clovis!
- Yes?
Retreat, for God's sake!
Come on!
You're putting the regiment in
danger by doing more than necessary.
They had a timeout.
MARCH 1941
TOWN HALL
Well, well!
It seems the Germans
want to take over here.
Long live Ptain!
Bastard!
You'll see!
Then I hit him!
No, hitting is not allowed!
"You'll see" was more than enough.
You always do more
than what's asked of you!
Clovis, keep calm in front of the occupier,
for God's sake!
- What?
- Have you...
No!
He said: Long live Ptain.
So? "Long live Ptain"
is no reason to hit him.
Can I hide with you for
six weeks? Two months?
Where am I supposed to hide
you? In a cold storage room?
Yes, fine, let me know.
- Do you perhaps have...
- No.
The train tonight? Okay.
We don't hit anyone anymore,
especially not collaborators.
Why not?
They're more German than the Germans.
Promise, commander.
"Promise."
No!
So you're going to Paris?
Yes. How much do I owe you?
If you're going, nothing.
This is our way of saying "thank you."
Thank you.
- What was that about?
- Clovis.
What's going on?
The war may be over.
Clovis is leaving.
- He's leaving?
- Yes.
We no longer need to buy glasses,
fix the percolator, set up
chairs and the billiard table.
Peace!
Where's he going?
To Paris. It'll be difficult
if he can't get into Paris.
FISHMONGER
I was already expecting
you - Any news, general?
We fear a German landing in England.
- What?
They call it "Operation Lady Marlne."
We need to know everything about it.
It doesn't sound logical.
If the Germans had wanted to land there,
they would already have landed in Dunkirk.
They could have infiltrated
the troops returning to England.
Nobody would have noticed anything.
The question isn't why they didn't do it,
but where, when and
how they intend to do it.
Yes, general.
- Hello Dutaillis.
- Hello commander.
Good, that one's already filling up.
It's filling up, but slowly.
I'm doing what I can, general.
Tomorrow you'll have everything you need.
- Montreuil and Maisons... Alfort?
- No, they're filing a petition there.
Cowards!
They're not cowards, they
couldn't cook for three days.
What did they want to cook?
- Artichokes, general.
Less nutritious, but tastier when cooked.
They don't know you need
the gas to get to London.
As far as we know,
a certain Kramer, Franz Kramer,
head of the radio, is
going to Berlin today.
- Goodbye, darling.
- Goodbye, Anita.
When is the wedding, Miss Georgette?
In two weeks.
Then I'll have to come
back... with a little gift.
Thank you, Mr. Kramer.
- Goodbye, Mr. Kramer.
- Goodbye.
We think this departure is
connected to Operation Lady Marlne.
We also think Kramer will
be absent for two weeks.
We have to search his pockets
when he gets off the train.
If Germany invades England,
we have 100 years of
occupation ahead of us.
I'm going to the hairdresser, ma'am.
Okay, but be quick.
Mr. Paulo is still
coming to visit, isn't he?
My brother? He's stopping by.
There was no warning
yesterday, ...but today...
if the weather stays good...
They're lost or they've run out of fuel.
That would be very unfortunate.
In any case...
As I told you, if the weather stays good...
Yes, well...
Quick!
Yes, captain!
AIR-RAID SHELTER - 35 PEOPLE
- Are you the caretaker?
- Yes.
Caretaker or not, you can't stay here.
- Bombs!
- Seriously?
Go take shelter while you still can.
I'll go have a look upstairs.
My canned goods were stolen!
- Hello, Marthe.
- Paulo!
So the rabbit is still alive?
Yes, thanks to you!
My God!
Nice weather, certainly. That's too much.
It's not all for you.
Three jars are for Mrs.
Clain, two for Simone's child
and the pt is for Irene,
the policeman's wife.
She'll come pick them up tomorrow
morning, if she can stand on her crutches.
That poor woman! As a policeman...
he can't buy anything on the black market.
Idiots are everywhere. Greetings,
and enjoy in moderation.
Be careful. You don't want
to get caught with that.
That's for sure.
- And Paulo, my ham?
- I can't find it.
The first one you find is for
me, the price doesn't matter.
Still interested in silk stockings?
I'm warm enough with wool socks.
Too bad. Goodbye, Paulo.
- Goodbye, commissioner.
Help him, he's probably not French.
Careful, his weapon may be loaded.
These boys are still at war.
Careful, boys.
With weapons like that, he
could blow up the station.
Unfortunately.
- What's going on?
- I have a prisoner.
Thank you very much.
This brave European soldier
is eternally grateful to you.
I can also make him disappear.
Yes!
If they bother you, you should have
done your duty when you had the chance.
As our marshal says.
Well damn!
German police. What's happening?
This man wanted to
help your soldier friend...
because he is a European soldier...
and this Gaullist struck him down.
- What?
- That's what happened.
Is that true?
Absolutely!
At one point he even said:
"Marshal Ptain is a bastard!"
- Yes.
- Yes.
And Hitler too.
That's true.
And Mussolini too.
That's not true, I never
said that. On the contrary...
Silence! You're both getting
off to explain yourselves!
Out!
Hey, you've got my suitcase!
- Your suitcase?
- It's mine!
- Come on!
- Oh yeah!
That's my suitcase.
1ST CLASS - DESTINATION PORTE DES LILLAS
Thank you!
- Give me your suitcase.
- All right, quick!
- Surely full of gold?
- More or less.
Where are you going?
- To a fishmonger in Asnires.
EXIThey'll pull you out of there soon.
Maybe, but they're expecting me.
- Call them.
Listen,
I'm warning you:
the bistro I'm taking you
to is for military people.
A sort of canteen.
Yes exactly, a canteen.
Are those military men?
You didn't expect to see our
troops from 1914, did you?
They have to eat too, don't they?
And do you see that? Look!
Officers only.
Blow this up and the war is over.
- You said it.
I'll put my suitcase away
and see you later at the bar.
Gentlemen.
Come!
Mister Paulo!
Hello everyone!
Is Kramer here? I have
the pt he asked for.
He's been away for two weeks.
No problem. Take this and put it on my tab.
I'm here with a friend.
We're going to get something to eat.
Yes, of course.
- My house was packed.
- Obviously!
- Everything's fine.
- Shh!
Butter, milk, eggs...
I even said to my husband:
"Where am I going to put all that?"
Of course. We can't
store supplies in Paris.
It's just like with hunting.
Since the armistice, hunting
game has become commonplace.
What do you mean?
All the poachers here
are prisoners in Germany.
- That's funny!
- Absolutely.
- Your table is ready, ladies.
- Perfect.
- That can't be true!
- I'm afraid it is.
Spitting on food while others...
If you want to eat, do it now.
Let's go have a drink at our table.
Miss, haven't we met somewhere before?
I don't think so.
Did I ask you something?
I don't think you've met this lady before.
Oh yeah? How so?
She never leaves the city.
I'll check at home to
see if I still have sardines.
You can sleep on the couch and go
to the fishmonger tomorrow morning.
You won't make it today before curfew.
Engaged to that lunatic.
- She didn't know you were coming.
All that just to open the door for you?
- I lost my key.
- Ah.
Nice house.
When I was married, I lived in a bigger
place, but I don't need that anymore.
Did she die?
Not for everyone, that
bitch! Put your suitcase down.
My brother is in Africa,
so I took over his house.
He looks a bit like you.
If we disagreed, boom!
Oh yeah? What's he doing there?
- He's a missionary.
Really? Well, that's good business.
In that line of work, you
have to defeat the devil.
Do I look like a missionary?
- I mean, guys like you are the real deal.
You do it for your country,
and he does it for the good Lord.
How do you make a living?
- I'm an electrician in Vienna. And you?
- Trade.
- I understand.
- Buying? Selling?
- Mostly selling.
- What do you want?
- Can't you read?
Inspection. Buckets, sandbags.
- I'll come with you.
Just stay here. We're going to...
Do you evacuate your tenants during a drill?
- Immediately.
Definitely the Germans! By the
third signal they're already downstairs.
They have orders to evacuate
immediately, officers included.
Great. Where's the staircase?
- In the back, on the right.
- Thank you.
- Something else.
- Yes?
Are you from around here?
The neighborhood officer...
What's that? "Neighborhood officer"?
Clearly... us, all the
neighborhoods, all the districts...
We do all the rounds.
- He's the top boss.
- Indeed.
That's great. Quickly.
My flashlight.
Quickly!
Quickly!
Hurry up.
Never go all the way up to the fifth floor.
Too little time to get
downstairs during a short drill.
See?
See what people hide?
Oh yes, that's not fair.
Edible bird's nests will be hard to hide.
Despicable, leaving a dog
behind while under fire!
What are you doing?
- That's where the Kraut lives.
- So what?
- We can't go there.
- And why not?
They'll shoot us dead.
- Give me the keys if you're scared!
Absolutely not!
- -You're pro... German!
Not at all. Not in the slightest.
- Inside!
- Okay.
- Hello, ma'am.
- Hello, young man.
Aren't you going downstairs?
With this? Who's going to stop me?
- Yes, of course.
- Then let's go.
- Where?
- To the cellar, of course!
That's why you're here, right?
No, that's not our job.
- Yes, it is!
- Is it? Yes.
Okay then, grab it here...
and your grandson there.
Move forward.
Careful.
Okay, happy now? We've done our duty.
I forgot to close the door.
Leave it. We don't have time to go back.
Let's go.
Get out of here!
FISHMONGER - MOULINOYou'd better stay here with Mr. Paulo,
than hide in my house.
This lunatic thinks he
can shoot a collaborator!
- That's not forbidden.
- Of course not.
Better than the other way
around, don't you think?
What do you mean?
I mean... better a patriot
hits a collaborator...
than a collaborator hits a patriot.
True. Better to stomp them into
the ground without hitting them.
But let's not forget that we're French...
and that the war isn't over.
Why do you want it to continue?
A friend was arrested because he
had an oyster knife in his pocket.
Was he using it to attack Germans?
He wanted to sell it because
there are no more oysters.
Soon they'll ban cheese knives too.
The most dangerous thing
left then will be knitting needles.
The resistance is organizing itself.
- The British...
- They're hypocrites.
Don't exaggerate! Since Joan of Arc...
Always the same! Dogs don't become cats!
And the resistance is one big joke!
We know it exists...
because the general talks
about it on the London radio.
Do you know anyone
who's part of the resistance?
Even if we did, let me
give you a bit of advice:
stay out of it.
I advise you to avoid
anyone who's part of it.
Because friends of friends are
friends, until your neighbor joins in,
if they catch him, they'll catch you too.
Anyway, you're hiding
Clovis, who hit a collaborator.
Clovis hits everything
that gets in his way.
Put him in the kitchen
and he'll hit the cook.
If they ask me to join
the resistance, I'll do it.
Bravo. Then it'll be the end of the resistance.
- How so?
With the mess you've got
hanging off your backside,
they'll take down all the networks
and De Gaulle in ten minutes.
Anyway, Mr. Moulinot, I have to go.
According to Clovis, you're a businessman.
- Did he say that?
- I only said you were a businessman.
- Yes!
We're trying out a new system
because he wants it so badly.
We used to do this
door-to-door, but that was risky...
Enough.
- But now...
- We do it town-to-town.
- How much farther?
- Three kilometers.
- Didn't you see that sign?
- Which one?
Visiting farms is tiring,
but compared to stealing it's honest work.
I don't steal, I redistribute.
I take from those who have too much...
and give to those who don't have enough.
What do you sell at your sister's place?
My commission.
Do you think farmers sell
their eggs without profit?
That's honest. They work for that.
"They work for that"!
They don't lay those eggs.
- That's not the point.
They buy at a reasonable price...
then you can sell at a reasonable
profit and keep a clear conscience.
It's up the hill, then around
the bend, according to the map.
Why this remote farm?
- That's exactly the point!
Parisians hardly ever
go there. It's cheaper.
Hello, gentlemen.
Where are you going?
We're looking for something to eat.
Are you traders? Do you have a permit?
I say that because without a
permit, it's the black market.
Well, that doesn't apply to us,
because we have a conscience.
We wouldn't cycle 100 km over hills,
to take part in dishonest business.
Otherwise we could've stayed in Paris.
Do we need a permit to buy rabbit feed?
You're looking for feed for rabbits?
Yes.
- Grass, for example.
- Exactly.
In those 100 km from Paris you
didn't see a single field of grass?
- Well...
- I didn't see anything.
Well then, since you're looking
for rabbit feed, go ahead.
- Goodbye, corporal.
- Goodbye.
- Hello, ma'am.
- Hello, ma'am.
- Have you come to buy something?
- Yes.
My husband is over there in the barn.
Hello, sir.
- Are you from Paris?
- Yes.
Doesn't the smell of cows bother you?
- Not at all!
Parisians stick their noses
in the air and say it stinks.
I always like the smell.
You do too, right Paulo?
Then we'll stay here. Do
you want to buy something?
- Yes.
- I don't have anything for you.
- We only want some eggs.
- I don't have any.
But how is that possible, with all these chickens...
- They don't lay eggs!
They must know it.
What?
That the people they lay
eggs for can pay for them.
That's normal. They
can't lay eggs for nothing.
- And singing.
- But we're paying.
All right, that'll be 200.
Not less than 200?
We are not buying 200 eggs.
Not 200 eggs, 200 francs!
Is it 200 francs for 200 eggs?
- Per egg.
- What is that?
Two hundred francs per egg.
Two hundred francs per egg?
Wow, for that price they probably
sing with a whole orchestra.
Please be reasonable!
He has four children and his
wife is sick. True or not, uncle?
Yes, and then there is also my mother...
Two hundred francs.
That is not fair!
And the poor who have
nothing, should they starve?
They can keep chickens,
then they will have eggs!
Your chickens... How much are they each?
Ten thousand francs.
Paulo, wait for me by the bicycle.
I am going to explain
our situation to the farmer.
Okay.
No, we were not dishonest.
Only a little less honest than planned.
Jeanne!
Jeanne!
Jeanne.
Stop, I have to piss.
Could we not have gone for a cow?
Well, well, they really
pamper their rabbits!
Giving it away is better
than ending up in prison.
That way we can still
look ourselves in the eye.
I do not understand. There
must be an explanation.
You always have to cough when we come here.
It is because of that air
on the path. There he is!
General, sorry that I came back,
but it is strange that during the delivery.
Champigny North gets gas
and Champigny South does not.
My colleague noticed that.
Gas is in the hands of the enemy.
- That is not a funny joke.
The gas line to Paris
runs across your land.
Why can everyone not fit in that hangar?
- In my hangar?
I am defending the road to Vesoul
against 100 men from Bavaria.
You are not allowed in my hangar.
Very well.
We will see about that later. I
am in the North, I do not care.
You are not allowed to smoke here! Outside!
What do you mean? We are outside.
Outside is there, on the street.
And long live De Gaulle!
I am sure he is planning something.
That half-crazy man, planning something?
- Idiot.
He was not crazy before the armistice.
- Exactly!
Armistice and the general is awake.
The one in London cannot get over it.
Hitler kaputt!
Hitler kaputt!
He is crazy, you should not...
I know. It is the same in Germany.
One day your general will get into trouble.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
- Any news, general?
- Yes.
It is certain: Kramer will return
tomorrow afternoon at five o'clock.
Then his car trip will be over
and he will go to his apartment.
We can do nothing while he is
traveling, because Kramer is not alone.
We will strike when he is home alone...
and we will do it
with utmost discretion.
Unfortunately, general,
there is only one solution:
kill Kramer, grab his papers and run.
With the risk of reprisals
that such an event calls for.
Hostage-taking and such things.
If you have a better idea...
- No, I do not.
Moulinot, is it worth
blowing up that section now?
- My apologies, general.
- Okay.
Fill this in by tomorrow evening.
One way or another. I
will bring you those papers.
I need more to finish this,
but the Germans are watching me.
I am not interested.
Gentlemen, do your duty.
General.
"Get to work."
Easy to say!
Walking across someone's land
and stealing their canned food...
that is theft and burglary.
Commander, because we
give almost everything away...
to people who have nothing.
The police want to crack
down on the black market.
The police...
I heard that an officer who
had stolen our chickens,
was not allowed to smoke for a month.
Okay, so be it!
Do you want pt from Landes?
Pt that was taken during a burglary?
Never!
Next time I will bring ham from Westphalia.
They often bring it back after leave.
Who are "they"?
The Germans, of course.
Do you also steal from the Germans?
They often have an apartment
in such a fancy building.
And when there is an alarm,
the Germans always leave first.
Especially the officers.
So what do you think...
We have to sound the alarm throughout
Paris to get Kramer into the cellar.
Exactly, general.
- Do you trust Clovis?
- Absolutely, general.
Okay. Then I'll send a message
to Chambolard Mazu in London.
WORWOOD - ENGLAND.
Deafening, don't you think?
Yes.
And for what?
Henri the joker expects a German landing,
or something like it.
A landing? Where?
In England, darling.
Isn't that a bit late?
I don't trust this alarm
story from the French...
to get hold of Kramer's papers.
May I...
We're not going to sacrifice
members of the Royal Air Force...
by having them fly over
Paris at five in the afternoon.
Kramer has to go downstairs to take shelter
and then they loot his apartment.
Stupid.
If you kill a German officer,
harsh reprisals will follow
and we don't want that. So I thought...
Never.
Do it yourself.
Hey, watch out!
- Another one?
- Gladly.
That's enough, thank you.
Tonight we're dropping near Paris
the most brilliant person in intelligence:
Lieutenant Simson.
Any news about Paris?
But why me?
It is what it is. End of story.
- What, with that?
- Yes.
We won't even make it there!
What are those two bombs for?
If you fly over Paris too early,
then fly over the Vincennes
ammunition depot first.
Who is my gunner?
- Sansonnet.
- Oh no! Not Sansonnet!
Sansonnet isn't a gunner!
He's a tailor in civilian life.
- I don't see the connection.
- Exactly.
Sansonnet isn't a gunner.
- Dubois.
- Yes?
Sansonnet gave up his
shop to fight, just like you.
But no! He didn't choose anything!
They took him to Dunkirk
and never let him leave.
He's useless and blind as a mole.
He even shoots at me on the front line.
Nobody wants anything to do with him.
In Rouen the Germans send him
back so they can win the war in peace.
That's him. If someone bumps
into something, it's Sansonnet.
My glasses are broken.
So, are you ready yet?
That nice commander of yours and the rest.
Yes, and I'm proud of it!
What time is it?
Four o'clock.
In an hour, the future of
Europe will be in my hands.
And you'll have a bullet in your head.
- That's what you think!
You'll thank me when we're free.
And it will happen very
quietly and without bloodshed.
Two top French officials are
coming from England to Paris.
The alarm is in an hour, then it's my turn!
And what does that fishmonger of yours
do besides making you do stupid things?
He's waiting for me in his truck.
I arrive with the papers, we
escape and Europe is saved.
What if those two never arrive
in Paris and there's no alarm?
Then I'll go upstairs. The
commander will get angry, but too bad.
As my old man says:
"Finish what you start!"
Okay, but don't mention
my name before you get shot.
I promise.
If I don't see you again,
thanks for everything.
Can't I know where you're going
and what's going to happen?
No, that's not possible.
We'll probably look like idiots, Sansonnet.
And yet, captain, I... filled the tank.
Okay, Sansonnet, now I understand!
This plane is leaking.
"Leaking"! No, it isn't.
GARAGE - REPAIRS
- I prefer the first plane.
- Sansonnet!
I mean, the first one doesn't leak.
- Fuel.
- What?
- Fuel.
- Oh, you're French.
Well, Sansonnet?
Well, look at that. It's leaking.
We need another plane.
FISHMONGER
And this had to happen today of all days!
Unload!
What are you saying?
We're too heavy.
Something's wrong; we
have to drop the bombs.
Okay, I'll look for the button.
Bold.
Yes, sir.
- May I?
- Drop them!
Don't come to me for bomb
advice. Press something else.
Can you do it?
- Great, isn't it?
- Yes, sir.
Captain, we're flying crooked.
The other one!
The other what?
The other bomb!
See! Did you drop the bomb?
Well done!
HMS RUTHLESS
Idiotic, isn't it?
That's it. Tell them
we're not going to Paris.
You're not going to Paris?
What about the air raid alarm then?
OUT OF ORDER
Go ahead, try it!
Good day, sir. Is Mr. Kramer in?
No, not yet.
Then I'll come back later.
- Fourth floor on the right?
- Yes.
Do you know what time it is?
- Half past five, I think.
Thank you.
Young man, you shouldn't do that.
Why not?
- Because there's electricity running through it.
Then you'll electrify the whole building.
Weren't you in Germany voluntarily?
No, sir.
- You could have helped the Allies.
We're going to check the meter.
What do you want?
Hello, ma'am. I arranged to meet
my cousin, a young man of 25.
- Have you seen him?
- No.
I spent some time in the
basement, perhaps my husband did.
Edmond!
Edmond!
That lazybones has gone off
again. I know nothing about it.
Unfortunately. Thank you very much, ma'am.
Where were you supposed to meet?
We were going to the Flochs'.
- Who are they?
Floch, on the second
floor, but we'll come back.
- No Floch lives here.
- Then I understand!
He must have thought:
"No Floch, I'm leaving."
He disobeyed orders.
- That must be it. I'm sure of it.
There was no air raid alarm
and yet he wants to save Europe.
Clovis does what you ask him
and also what you don't ask him.
You should have thought of that.
I asked Clovis because
you trained him to break in,
to prevent something worse!
Only you can get him out of this.
- I mean, without accidents.
- Never!
I don't know that German.
- I only know one German!
- Exactly.
What do you mean, "exactly"?
- That's where he went.
Did he go to Kramer?
This is child's play for you.
- He's my sister's friend!
Even better if it stays in the family.
- Never!
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
Your men will be here in 15 minutes.
If they steal this, put a
bullet through your head,
then the firing squad won't have to do it.
- Mr. Kramer!
- Georgette!
I asked you to come because
I may not be able to leave
until tomorrow evening.
Otherwise you would have
received your gift too late.
Of course. It's very
kind of you to think of it.
Come upstairs and I'll show it to you.
- Get in.
- No!
What do I tell Kramer if
he sees Clovis in the closet?
That he had the wrong address!
- He'll kill me!
Not all Germans are stupid! Oh, sorry.
And not all French people are cunning.
- The proof!
- What proof?
If the Maginot Line had fired both ways,
then the Germans could never
have attacked from behind.
Okay, calm down!
No! We're all doomed!
My little sister, that spoiled
brat and me, all for England!
Not if we get there in time! And
we're not doing it just for England!
And I don't care about Europe either!
We're only doing it for France!
No!
Wonderful!
How can I thank you?
With one last kiss as an unmarried woman.
Oh, Mr. Kramer.
Go now. I'll keep the engine running.
- Your feet!
- My feet?
Wipe your feet!
Where are you going?
- To Mr. Kramer. Is he home?
- Yes.
- Oh man!
Don't go away.
Yes, yes!
Tell me where he left his briefcase.
Oh my God.
What did you do to him?
- We argued, the gun went off.
Liar. You murdered him for his papers!
I swear I didn't. Ask
her, she saw everything!
Stop her! She mustn't raise the alarm.
Ma'am, we wiped our feet, I swear.
You did, but the fat one didn't!
Enough! Don't forget...
You can't go upstairs without
wiping your feet! Really!
Mr. Fatso here doesn't
want to follow the rules!
Seriously...
Ah, those French!
Their arrogance is unbelievable!
Strange people, those French.
You never know where you stand with them.
It's the last time they treat me like this.
- What is this?
- That can't be!
Guard, quick, come here!
Upstairs! Quick!
I have nothing to do with it.
Don't touch the railing!
Come quickly, someone has been murdered!
Come upstairs, we'll go via the roof!
In this mess, you get shot
before you can explain yourself.
- Quick, I'll cover you!
- No!
- If she screams, kill her!
- You see?
Get out now. Go!
Your feet!
Well?
Stop!
Careful!
Ah, all the same.
Gaullist or not, the point
is not getting shot. Up!
No!
What are you waiting for?
- She doesn't want to.
Wait a moment.
- Of course.
- That's not it.
Go ahead, take it easy. No problem.
200 Germans after you. No rush.
So you want to stay here?
- To tell the Krauts everything.
- Yes.
They'll believe me, because I...
Excuse us.
-"What must be, must be."
Go, up! I'll push her from behind.
That won't work. I push, you pull.
We're going!
- That doesn't work. I can't pull!
You're stubborn enough to think...-
I can push the weight of 50 men,
but I can't pull it. Go!
Send everyone inside!
- Can you do it?
- Hands first!
Come on, pull!
Don't rush on my account.
Stop it! I'm doing what I can.
You'd better grab her under the arms.
-"Under the arms". Easy for you to say.
- What if she falls?
- Then you let her go.
- Of course.
- Quick!
- Wait a second.
- Okay.
Oh yes, take your time.
All civilians over here,
hands against the wall!
Search everyone!
- What are you doing?
- I have a little plan.
You picked the right moment.
The skylight!
- Have you got her?
- Yes, we have to.
Inspect the roofs across the way.
Seven men with me! In here!
Paulo, the envelope!
Remind me to give it to you.
Search the shelters!
- Search every house from top to bottom!
Did you hit her there again?
Yes, she only has one chin. Keep going!
Come on.
Climb.
Careful. Easy.
There. Let's go!
Give her to me.
What do we do now?
- Walk and then we'll see.
Hello, how are you?
- Hi.
- Everything okay?
- Great.
- Out for a walk?
She needed some fresh air, that's why.
- It works well in this weather.
- Yes.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye!
Bye!
Your papers, please.
Papers, please.
ALCOHOL - FLAMMABLE
- Shall we go in here?
- Here.
- Wait.
- Where are we?
- On the roof.
- What are we doing here?
Walking. What else do
you do in this weather?
Stop!
There! Hold this for me.
We'll let you go if you keep quiet.
- Never!
She seems to like it.
She's slowing us down. We
need to leave her somewhere.
There are people here!
We're not leaving her
with this drunk. Let's go!
Gentlemen.
Stop! Stay where you are!
- A sewer would be ideal.
- Yeah, sure. Run!
That long ladder. Yes,
it's on the upper floor!
Can we go upstairs?
Keep watching!
Georgette's room.
- What's wrong with it?
- It's on fire.
Make way for the fire brigade!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Fire!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
- Come quickly!
- Help!
- Quick!
- Too late.
We're happy to see you.
Oh yes.
Stop the winch. Stop there!
Raymond! Leave that there and come here!
What am I doing here? This can't be real.
What am I doing?
Fantastic!
I'm doing what I can.
Come here, men.
Thank you, colonel.
The first road at the top.
- Well?
- They attacked and took our clothes.
You'll pay for this.
Quick!
They made the right choice with you!
Thirty Germans after us and a
fire in an apartment building.
- You really held yourself back.
- Stop it!
You'd better not attract attention
now and turn off the siren.
Yes, I know.
- Especially because you have the envelope.
With that siren they'll catch us.
- Everything okay?
- Yes, a bit quickly!
- I want out.
- Great!
It's blocked! Stop!
What's happening there?
Why did you go from Nogent to Champigny?
I made a mistake.
I did this...
instead of... That's why!
You see, if you open valve number
six, the one that goes through Gobelins...
Enough. Shut that off.
Keep an eye on this man.
Keep up this nonsense
and you'll see what happens.
That's good.
- Everything okay?
- Will you let me go soon?
That's not smart in the forest.
Yes, then you might get hit again.
Stop!
This way!
Step on it!
Quick!
Stop!
German soldier!
- Come on.
- Open up.
Quick!
Look!
Climb in.
It's for you, Clovis!
Clovis!
Clovis!
Faster!
They're shooting. Duck!
Don't you hear that? Careful!
It's nothing, don't worry.
What are you saying?
If Moulinot doesn't drive in
zigzags, we have a problem.
We're an easy target.
Give me that German's
revolver and I'll break the lock.
If we stop, you're getting out.
It's only a matter of time.
Don't bother, it's open.
I'll tell that idiot to zigzag!
Why aren't we zigzagging?
- Because the steering wheel is gone.
Search everything!
- There, by that house.
- Damn it!
The envelope?
It's wet.
Stop!
Get out!
Come here!
Break the door open!
Mission accomplished,
general. We have the envelope.
And the Germans are after us!
- Quick, get in!
There!
Reverse!
- Let go.
- What?
Move it! Spread out! Quick!
That's it, we're free.
- We're too heavy.
- What? Too heavy?
We need to drop cargo.
- Your shoes, commander.
- Yes, general.
The other ones too!
- The other ones? Yes, general.
- Quick!
- Yes, of course.
That was the last one, general.
- Something else!
- What?
Throw something else away!
That still hurts.
- They'll see us.
- No.
Hold on.
The Germans!
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mastodon.social/@LumiereEnSousTitrons
but some children should not grow up.
I mean, grow up without rules.
You have to keep them in line
from the start, like good students,
guided by good teachers,
like those we find in the
deposit and guidance fund,
where they will flourish
without threatening the planet.
Without control,
these little ones quickly become grumpy,
annoying,
aggressive,
and, eventually, dominant!
Thank God, sooner or later
these types slip on a banana peel,
everyone relieved...
This is, in my opinion, the banana peel
that Adolf Hitler will eventually slip on.
Attention enthusiasts!
JUNE 1940
Champagne!
To our leader!
General,
a French soldier keeps shooting at us.
Impossible!
- Clovis!
- Yes?
Retreat, for God's sake!
Come on!
You're putting the regiment in
danger by doing more than necessary.
They had a timeout.
MARCH 1941
TOWN HALL
Well, well!
It seems the Germans
want to take over here.
Long live Ptain!
Bastard!
You'll see!
Then I hit him!
No, hitting is not allowed!
"You'll see" was more than enough.
You always do more
than what's asked of you!
Clovis, keep calm in front of the occupier,
for God's sake!
- What?
- Have you...
No!
He said: Long live Ptain.
So? "Long live Ptain"
is no reason to hit him.
Can I hide with you for
six weeks? Two months?
Where am I supposed to hide
you? In a cold storage room?
Yes, fine, let me know.
- Do you perhaps have...
- No.
The train tonight? Okay.
We don't hit anyone anymore,
especially not collaborators.
Why not?
They're more German than the Germans.
Promise, commander.
"Promise."
No!
So you're going to Paris?
Yes. How much do I owe you?
If you're going, nothing.
This is our way of saying "thank you."
Thank you.
- What was that about?
- Clovis.
What's going on?
The war may be over.
Clovis is leaving.
- He's leaving?
- Yes.
We no longer need to buy glasses,
fix the percolator, set up
chairs and the billiard table.
Peace!
Where's he going?
To Paris. It'll be difficult
if he can't get into Paris.
FISHMONGER
I was already expecting
you - Any news, general?
We fear a German landing in England.
- What?
They call it "Operation Lady Marlne."
We need to know everything about it.
It doesn't sound logical.
If the Germans had wanted to land there,
they would already have landed in Dunkirk.
They could have infiltrated
the troops returning to England.
Nobody would have noticed anything.
The question isn't why they didn't do it,
but where, when and
how they intend to do it.
Yes, general.
- Hello Dutaillis.
- Hello commander.
Good, that one's already filling up.
It's filling up, but slowly.
I'm doing what I can, general.
Tomorrow you'll have everything you need.
- Montreuil and Maisons... Alfort?
- No, they're filing a petition there.
Cowards!
They're not cowards, they
couldn't cook for three days.
What did they want to cook?
- Artichokes, general.
Less nutritious, but tastier when cooked.
They don't know you need
the gas to get to London.
As far as we know,
a certain Kramer, Franz Kramer,
head of the radio, is
going to Berlin today.
- Goodbye, darling.
- Goodbye, Anita.
When is the wedding, Miss Georgette?
In two weeks.
Then I'll have to come
back... with a little gift.
Thank you, Mr. Kramer.
- Goodbye, Mr. Kramer.
- Goodbye.
We think this departure is
connected to Operation Lady Marlne.
We also think Kramer will
be absent for two weeks.
We have to search his pockets
when he gets off the train.
If Germany invades England,
we have 100 years of
occupation ahead of us.
I'm going to the hairdresser, ma'am.
Okay, but be quick.
Mr. Paulo is still
coming to visit, isn't he?
My brother? He's stopping by.
There was no warning
yesterday, ...but today...
if the weather stays good...
They're lost or they've run out of fuel.
That would be very unfortunate.
In any case...
As I told you, if the weather stays good...
Yes, well...
Quick!
Yes, captain!
AIR-RAID SHELTER - 35 PEOPLE
- Are you the caretaker?
- Yes.
Caretaker or not, you can't stay here.
- Bombs!
- Seriously?
Go take shelter while you still can.
I'll go have a look upstairs.
My canned goods were stolen!
- Hello, Marthe.
- Paulo!
So the rabbit is still alive?
Yes, thanks to you!
My God!
Nice weather, certainly. That's too much.
It's not all for you.
Three jars are for Mrs.
Clain, two for Simone's child
and the pt is for Irene,
the policeman's wife.
She'll come pick them up tomorrow
morning, if she can stand on her crutches.
That poor woman! As a policeman...
he can't buy anything on the black market.
Idiots are everywhere. Greetings,
and enjoy in moderation.
Be careful. You don't want
to get caught with that.
That's for sure.
- And Paulo, my ham?
- I can't find it.
The first one you find is for
me, the price doesn't matter.
Still interested in silk stockings?
I'm warm enough with wool socks.
Too bad. Goodbye, Paulo.
- Goodbye, commissioner.
Help him, he's probably not French.
Careful, his weapon may be loaded.
These boys are still at war.
Careful, boys.
With weapons like that, he
could blow up the station.
Unfortunately.
- What's going on?
- I have a prisoner.
Thank you very much.
This brave European soldier
is eternally grateful to you.
I can also make him disappear.
Yes!
If they bother you, you should have
done your duty when you had the chance.
As our marshal says.
Well damn!
German police. What's happening?
This man wanted to
help your soldier friend...
because he is a European soldier...
and this Gaullist struck him down.
- What?
- That's what happened.
Is that true?
Absolutely!
At one point he even said:
"Marshal Ptain is a bastard!"
- Yes.
- Yes.
And Hitler too.
That's true.
And Mussolini too.
That's not true, I never
said that. On the contrary...
Silence! You're both getting
off to explain yourselves!
Out!
Hey, you've got my suitcase!
- Your suitcase?
- It's mine!
- Come on!
- Oh yeah!
That's my suitcase.
1ST CLASS - DESTINATION PORTE DES LILLAS
Thank you!
- Give me your suitcase.
- All right, quick!
- Surely full of gold?
- More or less.
Where are you going?
- To a fishmonger in Asnires.
EXIThey'll pull you out of there soon.
Maybe, but they're expecting me.
- Call them.
Listen,
I'm warning you:
the bistro I'm taking you
to is for military people.
A sort of canteen.
Yes exactly, a canteen.
Are those military men?
You didn't expect to see our
troops from 1914, did you?
They have to eat too, don't they?
And do you see that? Look!
Officers only.
Blow this up and the war is over.
- You said it.
I'll put my suitcase away
and see you later at the bar.
Gentlemen.
Come!
Mister Paulo!
Hello everyone!
Is Kramer here? I have
the pt he asked for.
He's been away for two weeks.
No problem. Take this and put it on my tab.
I'm here with a friend.
We're going to get something to eat.
Yes, of course.
- My house was packed.
- Obviously!
- Everything's fine.
- Shh!
Butter, milk, eggs...
I even said to my husband:
"Where am I going to put all that?"
Of course. We can't
store supplies in Paris.
It's just like with hunting.
Since the armistice, hunting
game has become commonplace.
What do you mean?
All the poachers here
are prisoners in Germany.
- That's funny!
- Absolutely.
- Your table is ready, ladies.
- Perfect.
- That can't be true!
- I'm afraid it is.
Spitting on food while others...
If you want to eat, do it now.
Let's go have a drink at our table.
Miss, haven't we met somewhere before?
I don't think so.
Did I ask you something?
I don't think you've met this lady before.
Oh yeah? How so?
She never leaves the city.
I'll check at home to
see if I still have sardines.
You can sleep on the couch and go
to the fishmonger tomorrow morning.
You won't make it today before curfew.
Engaged to that lunatic.
- She didn't know you were coming.
All that just to open the door for you?
- I lost my key.
- Ah.
Nice house.
When I was married, I lived in a bigger
place, but I don't need that anymore.
Did she die?
Not for everyone, that
bitch! Put your suitcase down.
My brother is in Africa,
so I took over his house.
He looks a bit like you.
If we disagreed, boom!
Oh yeah? What's he doing there?
- He's a missionary.
Really? Well, that's good business.
In that line of work, you
have to defeat the devil.
Do I look like a missionary?
- I mean, guys like you are the real deal.
You do it for your country,
and he does it for the good Lord.
How do you make a living?
- I'm an electrician in Vienna. And you?
- Trade.
- I understand.
- Buying? Selling?
- Mostly selling.
- What do you want?
- Can't you read?
Inspection. Buckets, sandbags.
- I'll come with you.
Just stay here. We're going to...
Do you evacuate your tenants during a drill?
- Immediately.
Definitely the Germans! By the
third signal they're already downstairs.
They have orders to evacuate
immediately, officers included.
Great. Where's the staircase?
- In the back, on the right.
- Thank you.
- Something else.
- Yes?
Are you from around here?
The neighborhood officer...
What's that? "Neighborhood officer"?
Clearly... us, all the
neighborhoods, all the districts...
We do all the rounds.
- He's the top boss.
- Indeed.
That's great. Quickly.
My flashlight.
Quickly!
Quickly!
Hurry up.
Never go all the way up to the fifth floor.
Too little time to get
downstairs during a short drill.
See?
See what people hide?
Oh yes, that's not fair.
Edible bird's nests will be hard to hide.
Despicable, leaving a dog
behind while under fire!
What are you doing?
- That's where the Kraut lives.
- So what?
- We can't go there.
- And why not?
They'll shoot us dead.
- Give me the keys if you're scared!
Absolutely not!
- -You're pro... German!
Not at all. Not in the slightest.
- Inside!
- Okay.
- Hello, ma'am.
- Hello, young man.
Aren't you going downstairs?
With this? Who's going to stop me?
- Yes, of course.
- Then let's go.
- Where?
- To the cellar, of course!
That's why you're here, right?
No, that's not our job.
- Yes, it is!
- Is it? Yes.
Okay then, grab it here...
and your grandson there.
Move forward.
Careful.
Okay, happy now? We've done our duty.
I forgot to close the door.
Leave it. We don't have time to go back.
Let's go.
Get out of here!
FISHMONGER - MOULINOYou'd better stay here with Mr. Paulo,
than hide in my house.
This lunatic thinks he
can shoot a collaborator!
- That's not forbidden.
- Of course not.
Better than the other way
around, don't you think?
What do you mean?
I mean... better a patriot
hits a collaborator...
than a collaborator hits a patriot.
True. Better to stomp them into
the ground without hitting them.
But let's not forget that we're French...
and that the war isn't over.
Why do you want it to continue?
A friend was arrested because he
had an oyster knife in his pocket.
Was he using it to attack Germans?
He wanted to sell it because
there are no more oysters.
Soon they'll ban cheese knives too.
The most dangerous thing
left then will be knitting needles.
The resistance is organizing itself.
- The British...
- They're hypocrites.
Don't exaggerate! Since Joan of Arc...
Always the same! Dogs don't become cats!
And the resistance is one big joke!
We know it exists...
because the general talks
about it on the London radio.
Do you know anyone
who's part of the resistance?
Even if we did, let me
give you a bit of advice:
stay out of it.
I advise you to avoid
anyone who's part of it.
Because friends of friends are
friends, until your neighbor joins in,
if they catch him, they'll catch you too.
Anyway, you're hiding
Clovis, who hit a collaborator.
Clovis hits everything
that gets in his way.
Put him in the kitchen
and he'll hit the cook.
If they ask me to join
the resistance, I'll do it.
Bravo. Then it'll be the end of the resistance.
- How so?
With the mess you've got
hanging off your backside,
they'll take down all the networks
and De Gaulle in ten minutes.
Anyway, Mr. Moulinot, I have to go.
According to Clovis, you're a businessman.
- Did he say that?
- I only said you were a businessman.
- Yes!
We're trying out a new system
because he wants it so badly.
We used to do this
door-to-door, but that was risky...
Enough.
- But now...
- We do it town-to-town.
- How much farther?
- Three kilometers.
- Didn't you see that sign?
- Which one?
Visiting farms is tiring,
but compared to stealing it's honest work.
I don't steal, I redistribute.
I take from those who have too much...
and give to those who don't have enough.
What do you sell at your sister's place?
My commission.
Do you think farmers sell
their eggs without profit?
That's honest. They work for that.
"They work for that"!
They don't lay those eggs.
- That's not the point.
They buy at a reasonable price...
then you can sell at a reasonable
profit and keep a clear conscience.
It's up the hill, then around
the bend, according to the map.
Why this remote farm?
- That's exactly the point!
Parisians hardly ever
go there. It's cheaper.
Hello, gentlemen.
Where are you going?
We're looking for something to eat.
Are you traders? Do you have a permit?
I say that because without a
permit, it's the black market.
Well, that doesn't apply to us,
because we have a conscience.
We wouldn't cycle 100 km over hills,
to take part in dishonest business.
Otherwise we could've stayed in Paris.
Do we need a permit to buy rabbit feed?
You're looking for feed for rabbits?
Yes.
- Grass, for example.
- Exactly.
In those 100 km from Paris you
didn't see a single field of grass?
- Well...
- I didn't see anything.
Well then, since you're looking
for rabbit feed, go ahead.
- Goodbye, corporal.
- Goodbye.
- Hello, ma'am.
- Hello, ma'am.
- Have you come to buy something?
- Yes.
My husband is over there in the barn.
Hello, sir.
- Are you from Paris?
- Yes.
Doesn't the smell of cows bother you?
- Not at all!
Parisians stick their noses
in the air and say it stinks.
I always like the smell.
You do too, right Paulo?
Then we'll stay here. Do
you want to buy something?
- Yes.
- I don't have anything for you.
- We only want some eggs.
- I don't have any.
But how is that possible, with all these chickens...
- They don't lay eggs!
They must know it.
What?
That the people they lay
eggs for can pay for them.
That's normal. They
can't lay eggs for nothing.
- And singing.
- But we're paying.
All right, that'll be 200.
Not less than 200?
We are not buying 200 eggs.
Not 200 eggs, 200 francs!
Is it 200 francs for 200 eggs?
- Per egg.
- What is that?
Two hundred francs per egg.
Two hundred francs per egg?
Wow, for that price they probably
sing with a whole orchestra.
Please be reasonable!
He has four children and his
wife is sick. True or not, uncle?
Yes, and then there is also my mother...
Two hundred francs.
That is not fair!
And the poor who have
nothing, should they starve?
They can keep chickens,
then they will have eggs!
Your chickens... How much are they each?
Ten thousand francs.
Paulo, wait for me by the bicycle.
I am going to explain
our situation to the farmer.
Okay.
No, we were not dishonest.
Only a little less honest than planned.
Jeanne!
Jeanne!
Jeanne.
Stop, I have to piss.
Could we not have gone for a cow?
Well, well, they really
pamper their rabbits!
Giving it away is better
than ending up in prison.
That way we can still
look ourselves in the eye.
I do not understand. There
must be an explanation.
You always have to cough when we come here.
It is because of that air
on the path. There he is!
General, sorry that I came back,
but it is strange that during the delivery.
Champigny North gets gas
and Champigny South does not.
My colleague noticed that.
Gas is in the hands of the enemy.
- That is not a funny joke.
The gas line to Paris
runs across your land.
Why can everyone not fit in that hangar?
- In my hangar?
I am defending the road to Vesoul
against 100 men from Bavaria.
You are not allowed in my hangar.
Very well.
We will see about that later. I
am in the North, I do not care.
You are not allowed to smoke here! Outside!
What do you mean? We are outside.
Outside is there, on the street.
And long live De Gaulle!
I am sure he is planning something.
That half-crazy man, planning something?
- Idiot.
He was not crazy before the armistice.
- Exactly!
Armistice and the general is awake.
The one in London cannot get over it.
Hitler kaputt!
Hitler kaputt!
He is crazy, you should not...
I know. It is the same in Germany.
One day your general will get into trouble.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
- Any news, general?
- Yes.
It is certain: Kramer will return
tomorrow afternoon at five o'clock.
Then his car trip will be over
and he will go to his apartment.
We can do nothing while he is
traveling, because Kramer is not alone.
We will strike when he is home alone...
and we will do it
with utmost discretion.
Unfortunately, general,
there is only one solution:
kill Kramer, grab his papers and run.
With the risk of reprisals
that such an event calls for.
Hostage-taking and such things.
If you have a better idea...
- No, I do not.
Moulinot, is it worth
blowing up that section now?
- My apologies, general.
- Okay.
Fill this in by tomorrow evening.
One way or another. I
will bring you those papers.
I need more to finish this,
but the Germans are watching me.
I am not interested.
Gentlemen, do your duty.
General.
"Get to work."
Easy to say!
Walking across someone's land
and stealing their canned food...
that is theft and burglary.
Commander, because we
give almost everything away...
to people who have nothing.
The police want to crack
down on the black market.
The police...
I heard that an officer who
had stolen our chickens,
was not allowed to smoke for a month.
Okay, so be it!
Do you want pt from Landes?
Pt that was taken during a burglary?
Never!
Next time I will bring ham from Westphalia.
They often bring it back after leave.
Who are "they"?
The Germans, of course.
Do you also steal from the Germans?
They often have an apartment
in such a fancy building.
And when there is an alarm,
the Germans always leave first.
Especially the officers.
So what do you think...
We have to sound the alarm throughout
Paris to get Kramer into the cellar.
Exactly, general.
- Do you trust Clovis?
- Absolutely, general.
Okay. Then I'll send a message
to Chambolard Mazu in London.
WORWOOD - ENGLAND.
Deafening, don't you think?
Yes.
And for what?
Henri the joker expects a German landing,
or something like it.
A landing? Where?
In England, darling.
Isn't that a bit late?
I don't trust this alarm
story from the French...
to get hold of Kramer's papers.
May I...
We're not going to sacrifice
members of the Royal Air Force...
by having them fly over
Paris at five in the afternoon.
Kramer has to go downstairs to take shelter
and then they loot his apartment.
Stupid.
If you kill a German officer,
harsh reprisals will follow
and we don't want that. So I thought...
Never.
Do it yourself.
Hey, watch out!
- Another one?
- Gladly.
That's enough, thank you.
Tonight we're dropping near Paris
the most brilliant person in intelligence:
Lieutenant Simson.
Any news about Paris?
But why me?
It is what it is. End of story.
- What, with that?
- Yes.
We won't even make it there!
What are those two bombs for?
If you fly over Paris too early,
then fly over the Vincennes
ammunition depot first.
Who is my gunner?
- Sansonnet.
- Oh no! Not Sansonnet!
Sansonnet isn't a gunner!
He's a tailor in civilian life.
- I don't see the connection.
- Exactly.
Sansonnet isn't a gunner.
- Dubois.
- Yes?
Sansonnet gave up his
shop to fight, just like you.
But no! He didn't choose anything!
They took him to Dunkirk
and never let him leave.
He's useless and blind as a mole.
He even shoots at me on the front line.
Nobody wants anything to do with him.
In Rouen the Germans send him
back so they can win the war in peace.
That's him. If someone bumps
into something, it's Sansonnet.
My glasses are broken.
So, are you ready yet?
That nice commander of yours and the rest.
Yes, and I'm proud of it!
What time is it?
Four o'clock.
In an hour, the future of
Europe will be in my hands.
And you'll have a bullet in your head.
- That's what you think!
You'll thank me when we're free.
And it will happen very
quietly and without bloodshed.
Two top French officials are
coming from England to Paris.
The alarm is in an hour, then it's my turn!
And what does that fishmonger of yours
do besides making you do stupid things?
He's waiting for me in his truck.
I arrive with the papers, we
escape and Europe is saved.
What if those two never arrive
in Paris and there's no alarm?
Then I'll go upstairs. The
commander will get angry, but too bad.
As my old man says:
"Finish what you start!"
Okay, but don't mention
my name before you get shot.
I promise.
If I don't see you again,
thanks for everything.
Can't I know where you're going
and what's going to happen?
No, that's not possible.
We'll probably look like idiots, Sansonnet.
And yet, captain, I... filled the tank.
Okay, Sansonnet, now I understand!
This plane is leaking.
"Leaking"! No, it isn't.
GARAGE - REPAIRS
- I prefer the first plane.
- Sansonnet!
I mean, the first one doesn't leak.
- Fuel.
- What?
- Fuel.
- Oh, you're French.
Well, Sansonnet?
Well, look at that. It's leaking.
We need another plane.
FISHMONGER
And this had to happen today of all days!
Unload!
What are you saying?
We're too heavy.
Something's wrong; we
have to drop the bombs.
Okay, I'll look for the button.
Bold.
Yes, sir.
- May I?
- Drop them!
Don't come to me for bomb
advice. Press something else.
Can you do it?
- Great, isn't it?
- Yes, sir.
Captain, we're flying crooked.
The other one!
The other what?
The other bomb!
See! Did you drop the bomb?
Well done!
HMS RUTHLESS
Idiotic, isn't it?
That's it. Tell them
we're not going to Paris.
You're not going to Paris?
What about the air raid alarm then?
OUT OF ORDER
Go ahead, try it!
Good day, sir. Is Mr. Kramer in?
No, not yet.
Then I'll come back later.
- Fourth floor on the right?
- Yes.
Do you know what time it is?
- Half past five, I think.
Thank you.
Young man, you shouldn't do that.
Why not?
- Because there's electricity running through it.
Then you'll electrify the whole building.
Weren't you in Germany voluntarily?
No, sir.
- You could have helped the Allies.
We're going to check the meter.
What do you want?
Hello, ma'am. I arranged to meet
my cousin, a young man of 25.
- Have you seen him?
- No.
I spent some time in the
basement, perhaps my husband did.
Edmond!
Edmond!
That lazybones has gone off
again. I know nothing about it.
Unfortunately. Thank you very much, ma'am.
Where were you supposed to meet?
We were going to the Flochs'.
- Who are they?
Floch, on the second
floor, but we'll come back.
- No Floch lives here.
- Then I understand!
He must have thought:
"No Floch, I'm leaving."
He disobeyed orders.
- That must be it. I'm sure of it.
There was no air raid alarm
and yet he wants to save Europe.
Clovis does what you ask him
and also what you don't ask him.
You should have thought of that.
I asked Clovis because
you trained him to break in,
to prevent something worse!
Only you can get him out of this.
- I mean, without accidents.
- Never!
I don't know that German.
- I only know one German!
- Exactly.
What do you mean, "exactly"?
- That's where he went.
Did he go to Kramer?
This is child's play for you.
- He's my sister's friend!
Even better if it stays in the family.
- Never!
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
Your men will be here in 15 minutes.
If they steal this, put a
bullet through your head,
then the firing squad won't have to do it.
- Mr. Kramer!
- Georgette!
I asked you to come because
I may not be able to leave
until tomorrow evening.
Otherwise you would have
received your gift too late.
Of course. It's very
kind of you to think of it.
Come upstairs and I'll show it to you.
- Get in.
- No!
What do I tell Kramer if
he sees Clovis in the closet?
That he had the wrong address!
- He'll kill me!
Not all Germans are stupid! Oh, sorry.
And not all French people are cunning.
- The proof!
- What proof?
If the Maginot Line had fired both ways,
then the Germans could never
have attacked from behind.
Okay, calm down!
No! We're all doomed!
My little sister, that spoiled
brat and me, all for England!
Not if we get there in time! And
we're not doing it just for England!
And I don't care about Europe either!
We're only doing it for France!
No!
Wonderful!
How can I thank you?
With one last kiss as an unmarried woman.
Oh, Mr. Kramer.
Go now. I'll keep the engine running.
- Your feet!
- My feet?
Wipe your feet!
Where are you going?
- To Mr. Kramer. Is he home?
- Yes.
- Oh man!
Don't go away.
Yes, yes!
Tell me where he left his briefcase.
Oh my God.
What did you do to him?
- We argued, the gun went off.
Liar. You murdered him for his papers!
I swear I didn't. Ask
her, she saw everything!
Stop her! She mustn't raise the alarm.
Ma'am, we wiped our feet, I swear.
You did, but the fat one didn't!
Enough! Don't forget...
You can't go upstairs without
wiping your feet! Really!
Mr. Fatso here doesn't
want to follow the rules!
Seriously...
Ah, those French!
Their arrogance is unbelievable!
Strange people, those French.
You never know where you stand with them.
It's the last time they treat me like this.
- What is this?
- That can't be!
Guard, quick, come here!
Upstairs! Quick!
I have nothing to do with it.
Don't touch the railing!
Come quickly, someone has been murdered!
Come upstairs, we'll go via the roof!
In this mess, you get shot
before you can explain yourself.
- Quick, I'll cover you!
- No!
- If she screams, kill her!
- You see?
Get out now. Go!
Your feet!
Well?
Stop!
Careful!
Ah, all the same.
Gaullist or not, the point
is not getting shot. Up!
No!
What are you waiting for?
- She doesn't want to.
Wait a moment.
- Of course.
- That's not it.
Go ahead, take it easy. No problem.
200 Germans after you. No rush.
So you want to stay here?
- To tell the Krauts everything.
- Yes.
They'll believe me, because I...
Excuse us.
-"What must be, must be."
Go, up! I'll push her from behind.
That won't work. I push, you pull.
We're going!
- That doesn't work. I can't pull!
You're stubborn enough to think...-
I can push the weight of 50 men,
but I can't pull it. Go!
Send everyone inside!
- Can you do it?
- Hands first!
Come on, pull!
Don't rush on my account.
Stop it! I'm doing what I can.
You'd better grab her under the arms.
-"Under the arms". Easy for you to say.
- What if she falls?
- Then you let her go.
- Of course.
- Quick!
- Wait a second.
- Okay.
Oh yes, take your time.
All civilians over here,
hands against the wall!
Search everyone!
- What are you doing?
- I have a little plan.
You picked the right moment.
The skylight!
- Have you got her?
- Yes, we have to.
Inspect the roofs across the way.
Seven men with me! In here!
Paulo, the envelope!
Remind me to give it to you.
Search the shelters!
- Search every house from top to bottom!
Did you hit her there again?
Yes, she only has one chin. Keep going!
Come on.
Climb.
Careful. Easy.
There. Let's go!
Give her to me.
What do we do now?
- Walk and then we'll see.
Hello, how are you?
- Hi.
- Everything okay?
- Great.
- Out for a walk?
She needed some fresh air, that's why.
- It works well in this weather.
- Yes.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye!
Bye!
Your papers, please.
Papers, please.
ALCOHOL - FLAMMABLE
- Shall we go in here?
- Here.
- Wait.
- Where are we?
- On the roof.
- What are we doing here?
Walking. What else do
you do in this weather?
Stop!
There! Hold this for me.
We'll let you go if you keep quiet.
- Never!
She seems to like it.
She's slowing us down. We
need to leave her somewhere.
There are people here!
We're not leaving her
with this drunk. Let's go!
Gentlemen.
Stop! Stay where you are!
- A sewer would be ideal.
- Yeah, sure. Run!
That long ladder. Yes,
it's on the upper floor!
Can we go upstairs?
Keep watching!
Georgette's room.
- What's wrong with it?
- It's on fire.
Make way for the fire brigade!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Fire!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
- Come quickly!
- Help!
- Quick!
- Too late.
We're happy to see you.
Oh yes.
Stop the winch. Stop there!
Raymond! Leave that there and come here!
What am I doing here? This can't be real.
What am I doing?
Fantastic!
I'm doing what I can.
Come here, men.
Thank you, colonel.
The first road at the top.
- Well?
- They attacked and took our clothes.
You'll pay for this.
Quick!
They made the right choice with you!
Thirty Germans after us and a
fire in an apartment building.
- You really held yourself back.
- Stop it!
You'd better not attract attention
now and turn off the siren.
Yes, I know.
- Especially because you have the envelope.
With that siren they'll catch us.
- Everything okay?
- Yes, a bit quickly!
- I want out.
- Great!
It's blocked! Stop!
What's happening there?
Why did you go from Nogent to Champigny?
I made a mistake.
I did this...
instead of... That's why!
You see, if you open valve number
six, the one that goes through Gobelins...
Enough. Shut that off.
Keep an eye on this man.
Keep up this nonsense
and you'll see what happens.
That's good.
- Everything okay?
- Will you let me go soon?
That's not smart in the forest.
Yes, then you might get hit again.
Stop!
This way!
Step on it!
Quick!
Stop!
German soldier!
- Come on.
- Open up.
Quick!
Look!
Climb in.
It's for you, Clovis!
Clovis!
Clovis!
Faster!
They're shooting. Duck!
Don't you hear that? Careful!
It's nothing, don't worry.
What are you saying?
If Moulinot doesn't drive in
zigzags, we have a problem.
We're an easy target.
Give me that German's
revolver and I'll break the lock.
If we stop, you're getting out.
It's only a matter of time.
Don't bother, it's open.
I'll tell that idiot to zigzag!
Why aren't we zigzagging?
- Because the steering wheel is gone.
Search everything!
- There, by that house.
- Damn it!
The envelope?
It's wet.
Stop!
Get out!
Come here!
Break the door open!
Mission accomplished,
general. We have the envelope.
And the Germans are after us!
- Quick, get in!
There!
Reverse!
- Let go.
- What?
Move it! Spread out! Quick!
That's it, we're free.
- We're too heavy.
- What? Too heavy?
We need to drop cargo.
- Your shoes, commander.
- Yes, general.
The other ones too!
- The other ones? Yes, general.
- Quick!
- Yes, of course.
That was the last one, general.
- Something else!
- What?
Throw something else away!
That still hurts.
- They'll see us.
- No.
Hold on.
The Germans!
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