- I do love her. - Why not introduce her to your father?
I hereby state my intention to run for the Senate.
As the future Mrs. Sam Greenwood?
That's funny. Would you marry a Jewish girl?
- Get me back to Germany. - Is that what you really want?
- Of course. - First, you'll help me.
- Hoffmann is working for Greenwood. - What's his game?
Mr. Thomas O'Leary.
There's those of us who believe we're on the wrong side in this war.
You're still protecting that family?
They need to leave France quickly.
Were you close to him?
He was my brother.
This von Reinhartz business?
Our trust in him was betrayed in the most disgraceful manner.
How many U-boats will you lose
if von Reinhartz hands over his boat and codes?
It's the only moral option we have left.
Sir, are we running from our own comrades?
Order issued to sink the boat.
You're relieved of your command, sir.
If I get out of here alive, I'll find you, von Reinhartz.
I need to get out of here!
If it's the last thing I do.
Sir!
- Sir! - Von Reinhartz's Falcons!
Sir!
- Sir! - Sir!
Von Reinhartz's Falcons.
- Sir! - Von Reinhartz's Falcons.
Von Reinhartz's Falcons.
OK...
Strasser, Grund.
Take the officers and the rest of the crew to the torpedo room.
But, sir...
some of us are on your side.
I know, but I can only trust those
I've already talked to.
Strasser, organise an armed guard. Two men.
- Come with me. - Pflug and Heitmann, come with me.
Hands off!
They can't do this to us!
Flooding in the control room!
Flooding!
Go, go, go!
Silence!
Hydrophone.
Radio operator...
report!
No more depth charges, sir!
They've run out.
No corvette in the world carries enough depth charges
to sink me.
Grothe, what about the E-engines?
Sir...
the E-engines are working.
Start them up.
- Chief Helmsman? - Yes, sir?
Resume previous course. Take her up to periscope depth.
Aye-aye, sir.
Sir?
Please come with me.
Lüders?
Petty Officer?
He won't leave me alone.
Who won't leave you alone?
Lutz. Lutz won't leave him alone.
He's looking at me.
Lutz is dead.
He died on our last mission. Understood?
That's why he's here.
Look at me, Lüders.
That's why he's here.
Look at me!
It's our turn now.
Lutz is dead.
We'll catch that filthy traitor von Reinhartz
and then we'll show him that we're very much alive.
Understood, Petty Officer?
Sir!
What?
Get him up,
Grothe.
Come here. Come on.
Damage report, Chief.
The port diesel isn't the problem. It's just a cylinder cover.
But on the starboard diesel it's a big-end bearing.
Replace it.
You don't get it. We have no replacement.
I won't be undone by a broken big-end bearing, so kindly think of something!
Make it a bit neater, Grothe.
And more layers.
Do you think they'll hold?
We'll see.
What's with the knife?
It was Hoffmann's.
You remember him?
Where's Lüders?
He said there was more silver paper in the ammo box.
Pips! Pips, no!
- Thank you. - Over here.
You know, if I was on my way to North Africa to fight the Nazis,
this "freedom package", full of all-American goods,
would go a little way to making me feel closer to home.
A little closer to my womenfolk.
- You support the war, Mr. Greenwood? - 100 percent.
- I see it as a great opportunity. - To make some money?
To make the world a better place.
By doing business with Nazi Germany?
The only business I'm in is ridding the world of the evils of fascism.
Oh, you want proof?
Well, Greenwood Commercial Ventures is at the moment developing a radar
so portable and so accurate, we can spot an enemy plane
or a U-boat periscope at 10,000 feet.
Print that.
How are you doing, ladies?
You're doing a fine job.
See that that wise-guy journalist is taken off the list.
Hello, and what are we doing for the guys abroad?
- Oh, hi. - Everyone cheerful?
A great job you're doing. I appreciate it.
Thank you.
I love them. They're my favourite.
I'm gonna steal some of those cookies!
I'll save it for later.
Here to give your best to our brave boys, Mr. Hoffmann?
Sounds like a lot of your pals are gonna die
if he really does develop this radar he's boasting about.
Do you want Germany to win this war?
Did you know that Roosevelt and his Commie Jew friends
knew all about Pearl Harbor in advance?
They still let it happen.
It was the only way he could convince America
to come in with the Brits and the Soviets.
It's true.
Did you know we're currently arming Soviet Russia?
And when they're done with you Germans, they're gonna turn those guns on us.
Mark my words.
That's why we need a new leader in the White House.
Yeah, we're running late. The reporters are already here.
It's great, huh?
Well, would you look at that?
Not content with the Jew vote, Greenwood wants the nigger vote too.
Excuse me.
This will be wonderful publicity for you.
What better way to appear in a white newspaper
than standing next to the state's next senator?
- Hey. - Hey.
All right. You ready?
I can wait with Robinson.
Yeah, all right. Look after her for me.
Here, let me hold this for you.
Hey, boys, how are you doin'?
My son, Samuel Greenwood, leading the fight against the enemy.
Like I'm a child that might run away.
You don't want to run away?
I'm sorry.
How was New Orleans?
- It was heaven. - And the recording?
Got the first pressing in my place if you want to come over,
take a listen.
Yeah.
Well, why don't you go and fetch her, Ari?
It's Tammany Hall against me.
I need Jewish and black middle-class support.
Yeah. Thank you.
You might remember Cassandra Lloyd from your party.
Of course. Where do you want me, Ari?
Stand here, Jack.
Gentlemen, please, clear the picture.
Yeah.
- Miss, if you wouldn't mind? - What am I to do with this?
Just smile, miss.
- Cassie! - Feisty little thing.
Cassie!
Give me my coat.
I'll take a few more questions.
- Mr. Greenwood... - Not from you. You.
Cassie!
Cassie, wait, wait.
For once I thought I might be seen as an equal by white folk,
stand eye to eye with a white man asking me for my vote.
Then you stick a flag in my hand and want me to look up to him
like he's the "massa" and I'm some slave beaten into subservience.
No, no, it's just a flag. It's our flag.
Let him wave it then.
Cassandra.
- What? - Why do you think I'm doing all this?
Why do you think I got you the bus and the studio in New Orleans
and come see you perform every other night?
Cassandra, I'd do anything for you because, Cassandra...
- Sam? - Yeah?
Stop pretending.
I don't love you.
And I don't think you love me
or you'd have taken my hand already.
I'm so sorry.
The other links must have been in the villages north and south of here.
Jean-Luc must've given the names.
It's hopeless.
It gave me courage when you came to see me.
This is Sylvie.
My neighbour, the village baker.
- You can rely on her 100 percent. - Margot.
- You know Bizet. - Good evening, David.
Have a seat.
That's all of us.
Not much to take on the German army.
Fewer people to give away if it comes to that.
If we want to establish a new escape route,
we must replace the links Forster destroyed.
And restore contact with the old ones.
We can all sound out the people we know.
- And you can contact Marseille? - Yes.
Ruth and I can't wait until the route is restored.
They're rounding up refugees in the region.
They know we escaped from La Rochelle.
What can we do?
If you could take us south,
as far as possible,
we'll manage after that.
There's no way we can just walk around like that.
Once a week, I go to Angoulême to get flour.
Tomorrow night.
I've got a permit that lets me drive after curfew.
I can hide you in the back of my van.
And after that?
We'll need papers.
- If you're in the back... - Yes, but to cross the border.
Jean-Luc told me the Spanish are now turning back Jews.
Franco does whatever his friend Adolf tells him. He's his poodle.
I know someone who might be able to help with papers.
All right.
In any case,
I hope that if these bastards come for us,
we'll be able to put up a bit more of a fight than poor Jean-Luc.
Here you go.
Gifts from my former patients.
Father?
- Yes? - Sorry to disturb you.
But would you hear my confession?
Follow me.
Good morning.
Good morning. Tell Inspector Duval I'd like to speak to him, please.
Of course. Right away, sir.
What you're asking of me is illegal.
If they stay, their lives are at risk. We must get them out tomorrow night.
My job is to care for their immortal souls.
I can't write out baptism certificates here. Wait for me in the sacristy.
I thought you were off to Clermont.
No, I felt like waiting to see the transportation of the last Jews.
Come on. Take a look at this.
Impressive.
What is it exactly?
These are our new labour camps in the east.
Recently, I was lucky enough to admire them with my own eyes.
Look, here are the sleeping quarters.
These are the factories.
A medical research facility.
- It's huge. - That's just one.
Three more satellite camps are planned.
We have the space and privacy in Poland to operate on the necessary scale.
These are the shower blocks.
Those lead out to the incinerators.
Do you know what the best thing about them is?
They heat both the factories and the sleeping quarters.
It's very efficient.
Logical.
A masterpiece in the art of planning.
It was all built on budget in just a few months
as part of Operation Reinhard.
Hagen...
You're on the inside track now.
You know you can no longer turn down this promotion?
Of course.
If you and Berlin think I'm the right man for this job.
Very good.
A father and... and his daughter.
SURNAMES AND FIRST NAMES DATE OF BAPTISM
Didier Dubois, Rosa Dubois.
Very good.
BAPTISM CERTIFICATE THE YEAR OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST
I'll drop them off at the bistro later.
Thank you, Father.
- Yes? - Inspector?
I believe you know the train depot manager.
That's right, yes.
Telephone for you, sir. A man in St-Rémy with very confidential information.
Thank you.
As soon as I've taken this call, we'll go to the train station.
Yes, sir.
Who am I talking to?
Look at that.
See who's come to pay us a visit?
Is that better?
A lot better, yes.
I wanted to thank you. It was kind...
Yeah, yeah.
Mr. Baptiste, the depot manager.
With the men gone, I'm also the level crossing keeper,
chief engineer and second man.
You are to provide me with a train, Mr. Baptiste,
for transporting prisoners to Drancy.
All our passenger trains were requisitioned by the Wehrmacht.
Obviously, passenger trains are reserved
for officers and officials of the Reich.
A goods wagon will do.
The Wehrmacht requisitioned them too.
What about that one?
That wagon's for cattle, not people.
But it's for prisoners.
Perfect. It will depart at night.
- Sir... - In fact...
I want you to ensure the safe and prompt running of this transport.
You'll be the driver.
Mr. Desjesquier and a few guards will accompany you.
Well, Inspector, if you'll excuse me,
I've got a piece of information to follow up in town.
You're not taking Mr. Desjesquier with you?
There's no need, no.
I want to be sure there's something in it before I waste everyone's time.
Could you keep an eye on Mr. Duval for me?
He seems a little...
sensitive lately.
The Chief's big-end bearing seems to be holding up.
Aye-aye, sir.
What about the cylinder cover on the port diesel?
He said it'll be finished within the hour.
Give him an extra helping as a reward.
Aye-aye, sir.
Anything else?
We should give Pips a proper funeral.
We're not stopping!
Order a firing party salute if you really want to.
Aye-aye, sir.
Like the breaking of the waves,
bound by nothing,
we let you go...
and hand you over to the whims of the sea.
Torpedo mixer, make ready tube 1 for firing.
Tube 1 ready for firing.
Attention!
Tube 1, fire.
I hope you're at peace now.
So long, stoker!
250 miles.
To where?
The Hudson River.
We'll sail right into New York harbour and hand the boat over to the US Navy.
That's quite a daring plan,
especially when there are only 15 of us sailing this boat.
We'll manage.
I'll do anything to end this war.
Laudrup?
- Have you changed your mind? - What? No.
4 years in a sardine tin all over the Atlantic,
always being told what to do and what not to do?
I definitely haven't changed my mind.
But... New York?
That's quite something!
- Friedrich. - Thomas.
I thought you might have a glass of that Alabama schnapps.
Maine.
A trip to the Pine Tree State coming up?
I was at Jack Greenwood's event.
You supporting him now?
With the present company he's keeping? Hardly.
I ran into our U-boat captain there too.
Still thinking of availing of his military expertise?
He owes me.
Well, I set him straight about American politics.
Told him he had to do his patriotic duty.
I will deal with Hoffmann.
I called by my friends in McSorley's.
Telegram from Dublin.
Might confirm he's bona fide.
Excuse me.
What is it?
I don't know yet.
- Berger. - It's Klaus.
I need your help.
There's something I need to do.
For the Fatherland.
Yes, you can redeem yourself.
Tomorrow at midnight.
All right.
Can I get another schnapps?
ELIMINATE HOFFMANN
We outnumber them.
Just because they're down here doesn't mean they're against him.
So what? Even just half of us. They're preoccupied with the boat.
- The door's not even locked. - They're armed.
We're not.
How do you load the torpedoes?
Torpedo loading hatch above the bulkhead.
That's it!
Good luck. We're in the middle of the Atlantic.
At least I'm thinking of a way out of this. My loyalty isn't on trial here.
I just said he had a point.
Gentlemen, sit down!
Von Reinhartz is headed in the direction we need to go.
You'll follow my orders. Is that clear? We'll wait for our chance.
Here's some food.
Soup.
Get out of the way, Titch.
Are you taking the piss?
- No one can eat that shit. - Just try it.
It's disgusting.
I'll get something decent.
Don't bother dreaming of another mutiny.
My men have orders to shoot anyone stepping foot outside that door.
I know there are some comrades in here who also want to end this war.
I promise to do everything to make sure the Americans treat you fairly.
Don't think you'll get away with this so easily, von Reinhartz.
I don't.
Now eat.
I brought her.
I'll be upstairs if you need me.
Why did you risk coming back here?
Someone here is passing info to Forster.
- And he was left hanging from a tree. - No, he called today.
Oh, no.
If you carry on hiding this family, he'll get you too.
I have to do it.
You're very brave, Miss Bostal.
In truth, I'm scared to death.
Take every precaution possible.
There's something that might interest you and your friends.
All those arrested here will be transported to Drancy one night.
We have to stop them.
You're not alone.
I know the train driver.
I'll talk to him.
- Right, ladies... - You had a part in my brother's death?
The man left hanging.
No, it wasn't me.
It was Forster's mutt.
Good evening, miss.
Look who it is!
You've led us on a real wild goose chase.
And all this time you were the Inspector's sweetheart.
How charming!
You let him fuck you with his old cock?
In return for what? Information?
Or just because you like old cock?
I knew you were a slut.
I'll get you, dirty whore!
I need your help, Yves.
I guess if you come knocking on my door at this time,
it's not official help.
- Right. - My wife is expecting our third child.
I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important and urgent.
You know the level crossing in the forest near St. Madeleine?
Show us the wagon for the prisoner transport.
Hurry up!
- This way. - Move it!
Go on.
This is the wagon Forster asked for.
What are you doing here? Get lost!
What's the meaning of this, you piece of shit?
It means, Mr. Duval, that you're under arrest.
Excuse me?
This is absurd.
What for?
Fraternising and conspiring with enemies of the state.
This is outrageous.
Take him to the cells, Mr. Desjesquier.
We'll continue this conversation at my convenience.
This is crazy!
Who's the piece of shit now, huh?
After all I did for you, this is...
this is how you repay me?
Christ, I even lied to the police to keep you out of prison.
What kind of person are you?
What kind of person repays that generosity
by trying to steal his best friend's girl?
It's her choice who she goes with. Not mine or yours.
Yeah. Yeah, it's her choice.
The thing that gets me is if she was in your country,
you'd already have her arrested, shipped away and killed by now.
Wouldn't you?
You got 24 hours, buddy, before I call the police on you!
Sam!
Taxi!
Max! Max!
You should have let me drown, sir!
She's here.
Really? You hear that, Ruth? She's here.
Check we haven't forgotten anything and put on your coat.
You OK, Margot?
Yes.
Baptism certificates.
Father Etienne kept his word.
Thank you.
Thank you for everything you've done.
I hope you find your wife.
They're ready.
We have to go. We'll have to hide you in the back of the van.
- Duval said there's an informer. - OK.
Take good care of your dad.
Margot...
Go.
Margot, take care of yourself.
Thank you.
I'm sorry. We have to go.
On you go.
Goodbye.
Let's go.
You're late.
It was all your idea. If you want to go through with it, we need to go.
There's no going back for me after this.
I need to know how I get home.
Sam has threatened to report me to the authorities
if I don't give him more details about our radar defence system.
I have to get out of here after I get these plans for you.
I was going to show you this later.
The night after next, 3 comrades will arrive here.
The same boat will then take you back home.
Berlin will be very happy with us if you arrive back home with the plans.
They were pleased to hear that you were alive.
They were?
And do you know if Berlin told my father too?
I presume so.
Here, put this on.
It's all a lie.
I swear it, Ari.
I have nothing to do with them.
I need you to believe that
and I need you to call "The Evening News" and tell them
I'm gonna sue the hell out of them and that so-called journalist for saying so!
Where have you been?
Drinking.
What are you doing in my place? What's Rosenmeyer doing here?
- Jesus... - That goddamn journalist!
I need you to go to the office.
It's late, Pops.
This is serious. I'm talking FBI. I'm talking grand juries.
There's a file, Bosque Verde. It's our Cuban holding company.
You'll know which one it is
because there's a transfer for a million dollars
to a Reichsbank account.
The money that paid for you to come home.
And you'll deal with Hoffmann later.
OK, Pops.
They're not backing down.
They will.
Hurry up.
Got them?
Yeah, got them.
Go downtown, go uptown.
Go to Germany.
Don't go to Switzerland.
I'm still your mail boy.
Berger.
Sam, Sam!
Sam, Sam! Sam!
Sam... Hey.
Sam!
Berger, what have you done?
What's going on in there?
We have to go.
- Mr. Greenwood? - Come on!
I'm sorry.
Mr. Greenwood?
You never said anything about a gun!
- We're at war. You're a soldier. - He was my friend.
He was the enemy!
I'm sorry.
Orders from Berlin.