After five dark, anxious years, the sun breaks through.
This Dakota, landing in a free country...
is bringing Queen Wilhelmina back home, to Holland.
It is a stirring moment as the door opens
Resolute and confident, the Queen sets foot on Dutch soil.
After a warm welcome by civilian and military authorities...
Her Majesty leaves the airport.
A jubilant nation greets its Sovereign Queen.
Her triumphant return to The Hague...
highlights these first weeks of liberation.
Without Pomp, accompanied by a single aid...
Her Majesty passes the cheering crowds.
Noordeinde Palace awaits her at the end of the route...
once more flying the Dutch flag.
Children greet her with flowers.
As Queen Wilhelmina arrives at her palace...
the realisation that the House of Orange is home again...
fills the hearts of the Dutch people with joy.
Soldier of Orange
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In you go, freshers!
Inside, you sods!
Come with me!
Up you go! Go on!
- My name's Jack Ten Brink, sir - Your name's Dickhead, get it?
- What is it? - Dickhead, sir
What do you think of Hitler?
Filthy exhibitionist!
He builds good motorways
Are you for or against the sod?
Hitler's a bloody bastard
Piss off, you sods
May I introduce myself?
Jack Ten Brink. You might know the name: my father's on the Council
Two more shirkers?
I'm Jack Ten Brink
- Alex - Eric
Were they hard on you?
Someone made me say that Hitler is a bastard
Must have been a Jew
Can we stay here this long?
They have three weeks
Enough time for a game of cards
- New boys to the dining room! - On your bums!
- Jesus, dinner time! - The President!
Everybody rise!
- Down on the floor! On your belly! - Prick on the floor!
Sit, sit, sit! Everybody!
And eat, eat, eat!
Bring them here
Filthy shirkers! You're in for it!
Shirking, were you?
No, sir
Would you rather go home?
I'd rather stay, sir
Would you?
Yes, sir
Sing for us
Hum along
Off key
Start again
Off key
Again
Mr. President
This is serious
He's bleeding
Hi, Eric
Can you drink this yet?
Of course
Hi, Esther
I won't get up, if you don't mind: 8 stitches
- Unbelievable - What happened?
It's a long story
- We were... - Not now, Eric
- We're off to play tennis - We're not...
Tell us
Well, it was the first evening...
he puts it on my head and starts hitting it
Again and again... and I keep singing:
- Eric, you have a visitor - The President
Don't get up, Lanshof
I mean, your head...
Just a few stitches
Telling your young friends about university life?
- Well... - I'd like a word, Lanshof
Sit down, sir. You were going anyway
Are you coming?
My apologies for last night. It was uncalled for
It was nothing...
It was... Is that beer?
Would you like some?
I intend to look after you
There's a vacancy in my digs. Want it?
Yes, thank you
Your health, Lanshof
Your health, sir
You can call me Guus now
Right, sir
Idiot
Thanks
Good, I'll copy them
You really should attend lectures
- You sound like my mother - Hey, Ian!
- I missed you today - I was boxing
Eric is at home
I don't blame him
Shall we go up for a drink?
Let's surprise him
On my shoulders
And you? Or don't you dare?
No
Come on, come with us
How's the sherry?
Disgusting
- I've got something stronger - Nice
Give us a hand
Alex!
Pull!
Guus might like a drink too
Call him, will you?
Who's slinking about? Professor Ten Brink
I don't slink. I was at Professor Teilder's
A preliminary
I passed!
A present...
from my old man
- That's a good one - A Leica
German
Excellent make
Want some?
No, coffee... I'm in training
I'll order some
One coffee!
Hello, chaps
- A drink? - Please, one
Have my chair
- How's your love life? - I can't keep the landlady off me
- Good looking? - What a figure...
One coffee
For this gentleman, Greta
Let's take a photo. Move closer together
- I'm off to Germany. Like to come? - No way
Trainloads of Jews arrive here every day. I don't like swimming upstream
Don't move!
Sit still
- It's coming! - As the nun said to the bishop
Glass, glass!
Four, three, two, one...
Cheers!
- Eric's good - You're better
- Yes, at tennis - You should have played
Guard duty
Shut up!
Guus is a poor loser
War!
- God, it's war - Oh, for the English...
We'll be neutral, as usual
Don't be so bloody stupid
- What's with him? - He's a Jew
I never noticed...
- Dickhead! What was the score? - Deuce
Hey, Nico, come on
Turn off the radio, Robby
Pencil!
Look, he can write!
9th of May
What's the time?
- What's the army like? - A lot of wimps
We could beat the Papuans
Nothing will happen
Do you mind?
I do... a spot of war would be quite exciting
Gentlemen, time please
We must be off
Nico will take us to the station
Mr Precisely
Coming with us?
No way...
She's staying. We'll get her home, right, Eric?
- No problem - Well, Es?
I'd like to stay a while
We'll show you out
See you next week
Let's get going, Robby!
Off we go!
Bye, darling
Why aren't you in the army?
Bad eyes. Everything's fuzzy at a distance
But close up I see everything, perfectly
Robby and I are getting engaged next year
Congratulations
- Lucky devil - Who?
Both of you. Want to dance?
Aeroplanes
Are they ours?
We don't have that many
Jerries
Going to England
Friday May 10, 1940. Eric and Guus
Stop! What do you want?
- We've come to volunteer - You must be mad
- They're jerries! - In disguise!
- We're Dutch - Hands up!
Make them say something with 'sch'... Germans can't pronounce it
- Scheveningen, Schoonmoeder... - Scheveningen, sche, sche sche!
Let them through
Eric, here
We've come to volunteer
Come back in ten days
Bloody officials! We want to help
Come back in ten days
Ten days is quite reasonable
- It'll be over by then - The last war was 4 years
Come back in ten days
Come on
Come on, Eric
- See you in ten days - Or sooner
Been to a party, have you?
Yes, a party
With schnapps and Dutch girls?
Let's pay and go
A tip even... decent of them
Monday, May 13. Alex
A fifteen minute break!
- My folks live here, may I visit them? - Go ahead
Come in. You can shoot the lot of them
The bloody traitors
Dirty fascist!
- Hello, Mother - Hello, Son
Bunch of idiots
Just because your mother's German. Stupid. Stupid!
They think they can defeat Germany
They'll pay when we get out. The lot of them
And how!
- It's not as bad as all that - We'll see
Did you hear about the Queen? She fled to England
And you have to fight
Tuesday, May 14. Ian
German paratroopers... over there!
Behind those wooden shacks
- What's up? - Paratroopers
Look, there
Check it out
Cover us
Wounded?
Jesus, what are you up to? There's a war on
So what?
April fool!
That's Derek... There's a madhouse nearby
I fooled you! April fool!
Attention! Salute!
What's going on?
False alarm about paratroopers, General
The war is over. Rotterdam's been flattened
Thousands of casualties. We've capitulated
Capitulated? But it just started
It's over. The politicians and collaborators betrayed us
But it's not our fault. Holland can be proud of its army
Men, I thank you!
Now what?
Line up!
In position
Towels down!
In the water
Go!
Come back, that's dangerous
Want some more sand? Here!
- Jerry slut! - Mummy's boy!
You're attracting attention, Guus
Boys, it's free!
There's Eric
Outboard motor
Petrol
Put some in
- The forecast? - Calm sea
Good, or I'll puke my guts out
It really stinks. I hope the jerries don't smell it
Screw it on tight
Stand still
Fine little boat
Sherry from Dad, cheese from my mother, for the trip
- Got the charts? - Couldn't get them
Damn it, you said you would
There's only one England and it's there
No, it's there
Why aren't you coming?
Someone's got to do the dirty work here
You just don't dare
If you say so
Your health
Celebrating something?
Alex!
- How about a swim? - Good idea
Haven't seen much of you lately
Where were you?
At home. My parents have had a tough time
Who hasn't?
Come and see us some time
Alex, I like you, but visiting your parents is a bit much
I'll see you around
That's all we needed
- The dirty fascist - Alex is a fine fellow
- I smell petrol - What time do we leave?
The beach will be deserted in an hour
In two days we'll be in London
Touch wood
- It's a sturdy boat - One leak and you've had it
What can go wrong?
The petrol!
Let's get out of here!
How do you like Robby, hanging up his mother's washing?
Will you ask the English to come and get me?
- Is that it? - Yes, in code
Really?
Yes
I can hardly signal: 'Will London come for Mr Lanshof
Isn't it dangerous?
If I keep it brief...
the jerries can't locate it
Hopefully
A potentiometer
- Want to measure my potency? - Why not?
Good morning
I'll make contact
How do they know it's you?
I use a code
I always begin with L.O.V.E.
Guess why
Go!
She's on to something
It stopped
- Well? - You can go
- As a courier - Meaning?
Getting stuff from my group across
That's fantastic
When?
I'll let you know
Imagine, me helping you!
Not a large area
Next time he transmits... he hangs
You seem to be very happy
Did you tell Eric about our engagement?
That's why you're called ''Love''
- No, it's a tennis term - What are you on about?
It's the best news I've heard in years
Let me know
''University Excludes Jews'' Read ''Nation and Fatherland'
Hey, look...
''University excludes Jews''
- Here, we'll give you a hand - Thanks, I can manage
- We're here to help one another - We've got nothing against Jews
That's fine, thank you
No, we're not finished
I hope you're insured against accidents
Just an accident, send the bill to Hitler
Get those things out of the water
- I suppose you're a Jew too? - I am!
I'll kill you, you bastard!
Don't be so stupid!
Get it!
- I won't let them do it - Go out the back way
All the Jewish professors have to leave the university
Yes, I heard
First the professors, then the students
All the Jews will soon find themselves in the Polish salt mines
Student boxing champion and nowhere to go
You can go to England instead of me
How? When?
You'll hear from me
I come for Robby
What's Ian doing here?
He's taking my place
What kind of madness is this?
The jerries don't like Jews
I could have sent Esther
Yes, you could have
Come on, we can't stop here
There it is
To the boat!
- We'll meet again - In London
Hurry!
Here, take this
See that you get it to London
Jerries!
Robby!
I'm stiff from the long trip
The young one first
Come along
- Good morning, commander - Morning
- You could do with some coffee, right? - Smells good
Uncuff him
Would you like a cup too?
You seem surprised. We've provided for you
Sugar?
Don't I get anything with it?
With your second cup
Egyptian cigarettes...
but quite good, have one
I suppose you were expecting English ones this morning
Mr Weinberg, you realise...
we want some information from you
I know nothing
I was going to England to fight
The war is over
It isn't for me
Oh yes, it is
People died today
Remain silent and more will die
I don't know any of them
Too bad
Then I'll see...
if those papers are dry yet
Up!
The English don't send planes for no reason
Who or what did they come for?
I know nothing
You know nothing, do you?
You're tough, aren't you?
Muscles... boxing
Turn him round
Do you have muscles on your kidneys?
Enough, Breitner!
We don't work like that. Have you gone mad?
My dear boy, I'm sorry... Sit down
Drink the rest of your coffee
Drink
So tell me... just tell me what you know
Today's affair wasn't an accident
I wonder who let the cat out of the bag
The information could only have come from London
Van der Zanden... does the name mean anything to you?
Van der Zanden
He is our contact in London
That's not true
It's an open secret
So it makes no difference anyway
I suggest you talk
Talk!
So that's your trick
Butter up a person, then beat him
I know nothing
Breitner will continue working on your case
Speak up! Who was there?
Tell me their names!
I don't know, I don't know
Sorry about that
Tell me what happened
We tried to get Ian over to England, by plane
The big time
- But it went wrong, totally - What a shame
They got Ian
''London Bombing Resumes''
If he talks, I'll hang
Amateurs
Smirking, well-fed bastard! They'll hang me!
So you come to me?
Guus, I need a place to hide
Catch
Key...
To my front door. Stay as long as you like
''Russian Front Collapses''
His lordship
Prick
You'll be safe at my place
Any around?
Up there, thousands of them
They're migrating
A beautiful sight, isn't it?
I'll try to get a bit closer
Is that him?
- And he's not after the birds - Thanks
My money!
You're a good patriot
- Is that all? - It's the rate
Well, if it's the rate...
Two beers
You look pleased with yourself
Will you take these to Nico?
Sure
Photos of German bunkers
What are you up to?
You should be more careful
Scared?
Cheers
Let me go! Too late!
Take them away
Let me go! It's nothing to do with me
- They must have followed me - Nonsense
- Shit. Why me? - It's a risky business
I hope I don't talk
- Do a bunk - How?
Get moving! No talking!
''The traitor is Van der Zanden in London''
Ian!
Come with me
The impudence! On toilet paper!
- You're Lanshof? - Yes
'Yes, sir'
I'll be courteous when you are
Did you write this?
Yes, sir
What did you write it with?
With shit, sir
You must be mad
Is this how one applies for release?
Perhaps I didn't have a pencil
Next time I'll have you shot
You may go
Where?
Home
You can't just let him go
I'm not. I'm having him followed...
I see... bait?
A lure
Exactly. He might try to get in touch with the student resistance
Then you can expect new guests
No problem, we have the space
Either here...
or in the dunes
I'll leave it to you, commandant. Goodbye
Hello... come in
Let me take your coat
- It's a wonder you're home - That's for sure
Come on in
I stopped by a few times, but you were always out
- I'm back now - Yes, so I see
Sit down
It's a bit of a mess
I was working
Tea?
No, I don't have much time
No need
Robby is back
Has he been... away?
As you very well know. He told me about the plane
We can stop pretending now
Where is he?
In The Hague. He wants to talk to you
Come here
See that man?
He tails me wherever I go
Security Police
Robby wants to see you
Impossible
They'd grab him too
Get Stalin!
Alex!
A friend of yours?
Yes, so what?
Bloody bastards. And they call themselves Dutchmen
How did you make out?
It was touch and go
That vet had quite a go at me on the kitchen table
Decent chap, though
My transmitter is operating again
Join us, Eric
Ian is dead
I've lost the taste for it
You're scared
We were betrayed by someone called Van der Zanden
- How do you know? - Ian told me
And he's in London
We have to pass that on, Eric
Then do it
- You really disappoint me - Too bad
- I'm being watched - Probably
I'm a threat to everyone
We'll decide that
I'll decide for myself
Did you see Robby?
Then we can open the curtains again
Fine
That chap must be wondering...
Let him
Exciting?
No really, its a boys' book
I'll be off then
The curtains were a good idea
Very inventive
Here, your shoes
Are you sure about this?
I want it to happen
Excuse me, sir...
Do you know where Victoria Street is?
Victoria Street? The best way is...
If you turn left there, you come to a square...
then turn right and...
Come along
Good day
My compliments. It wasn't easy to find you
- What do you mean? - Your transmitter
It's in the garden shed there, isn't it?
- Do you smoke? - No
Do you mind if I do?
Thank you
I have a proposition
Would you work for us in future?
No!
Look
Your fiancée, I believe?
I saw her at Lanshofs
She looks Jewish
Jewish. She'll go to a Polish labor camp
Not so good for the health
Many people die there
Let's go
So won't you reconsider? Will you work for us?
Graduated?
Congratulations, Eric! You're the first of our year
- I thought it would be you - I can't finish yet
Better hurry. The university is closing
Bloody jerries
I've heard some odd stories about you. The resistance?
All over and done with
- I'm happy to hear it, Eric, we must... - ...consider the future
Let's go for a drink
Diplomas will come in handy again after the war
There's Robby's fiancée!
How nice
I graduated!
Congratulations
Flowers for you
Come for a drink with us
Wait for me
There they are
Two gins, one with lemon
So, you're a lawyer
- What's next? - A holiday
- Where? - On the Riviera
That's impossible with the war on
You're so wonderfully naive
- Where are you going? - To the toilet
Nico?
They're after you
You're telling me
Still want to go to England?
Are you joking?
There's a Swiss ship sailing tomorrow. They'll take you
Is it safe?
It's a chance
Nice of you
You're a danger to us
Here are your papers
Your name's Jean de Kuyper
Here
Hurry up, we didn't rent this toilet
I'm disappearing for a bit
We've got visitors - your Gestapo
This might take a while
Have another drink
- Real Dutch gin - Prewar
Lt. Thelen, Security Police
Poizer, ship's captain. Two gentlemen from the Greek navy
A drink?
No. You've taken on a Dutch crew
We'd like to investigate them
They're not here yet
But you're sailing in half an hour
That's right, in 28 minutes
I must question the entire crew. You can't sail until we've seen them all
That's for us to decide
Where are they?
One moment
Come with me
There they are
Cordon it all off
Man the gangway! Nobody goes aboard!
Attention!
This is an investigation!
Stop it! That's enough!
Murderers!
A net, lads, before he falls off!
Coming on board, Captain! Hello, Mr Spy!
You're drunk. Blind drunk!
What did he say?
He says you're drunk
Right! When do we sail, captain?
Nobody comes aboard!
What? Nobody?
Nobody!
Hey, chaps, we're not allowed on board! Back to the pub!
Lower away!
Get away from my car!
Get out of it!
Filthy pigs!
That will do
Have them come aboard. At once!
No, I'm fully authorised to have them locked up
They're having a row
The navy will decide this, Herr Lieutenant
Let them board
Come aboard!
Form two lines!
Music!
Attention!
Salute!
Farewell, my little officer
Are you sober?
To the stokehole, hurry
We must sail before they change their minds
- All clear - Thanks
Eric
We're on our way
I'll be damned!
We're off!
- How did you get here? - Nico. And you?
Me too
Mr Precisely
Intermission
England, October 1941
- It's bloody awful here - It won't take long
The only English I know is 'fuck you'
Hi, love
We're going to fly, with the RAF
Are you crazy?
- And you? - The army, it's more peaceful
But the uniform is nicer...
Army
Congratulations. A daring bit of work, your escape
Not really, we managed to get a ship
Not so modest
You're one of 50...
49 to make it over from Holland alive
Come straight to the Queen when you've finished here
We cherish our freedom fighters
I'll arrange the audience. Ask for General Van de Zanden
Give that to me
Come along
You've read too many thrillers
I can manage from here on
But you lack training
I'll get better
That would certainly please the Germans
Eric! Come and join us
- What's going on? - We're having a cup of tea...
Then we'll have a chat
Aren't you Mr Lanshof?
You may take off your coat and sit down
I'll take this
No, that's where Her Majesty sits
Odd way to come in
He couldn't find the front door
Nice uniform...
- I'm starving - It's coming, Willem
Madam, what do I call her?
''You can call her ''Your Majesty''
- Is it ''My Majesty'' or ''Your''? - ''Your''
It's ''Your''.
No smoking in her presence.
I hear she's strict.
- Not very. - There she is.
I bid you welcome.
You are my link with Holland.
Your Majesty, may I present:
Willem Dostgaarde...
Guus Le Jeune...
Your Majesty
And Eric Lanshof
Ah... Mr Lanshof
Your Majesty
Won't you sit down?
No, my guests first
So tell me, what is the situation at home?
Home? Which home?
Her Majesty means, the Netherlands
Not good. The Jerries are stripping us bare, Her Majesty
- Those German bandits! - I mean, Your Majesty
But when the war is over...
what must we do about the fascists?
Don't you worry about those shitheads
Mr Van der Zanden, what does that mean, shitheads?
It's a term, Your Majesty, expressing how we feel about traitors
Right, Mr Lanshof?
- Who said I was a traitor? - Ian...
Shortly before he was killed
And then they simply let you go?
I don't see the connection
It's simple
The Germans wanted you to believe it...
and then pass the word round
What would they gain by that?
I am head of intelligence and I'm Her Majesty's secretary
They would love the Dutch people to think I was a traitor
They did a good job trying
Army headquarters want to establish a direct link with Holland.
A dependable one.
The Queen, especially, is most anxious.
There is some radio contact.
Isn't there?
I said a dependable one.
Most of them are being tapped by the Germans.
We are thinking of something else.
Personal contact.
People going from here to Holland and back.
By KLM, I suppose.
Army headquarters are willing to supply either ships or aircraft.
Whatever you want.
So I'm supposed to do the dirty work?
Week at the Lujerne, if you like.
We haven't worked out the details yet, but you will be going back.
Good God. I just left.
Well, that puts you in a distinct advantage. You know the ropes.
Besides, you owe me a good turn.
Alright
We'll do it.
I need a gunboat, a rowing boat, radioset, waterproof clothing, and a secretary.
You bloody bastard, keep your head down!
Come on! Come on! Keep going!
Keep going! We haven't got all day!
Oh, come on! Get over there! Get over there! Come on!
You silly bastard! Your rifle! I said your rifle!
Keep it dry!
Faster! Move your asses! Let's go!
Keep your head down! Down! And down!
Down!
Let's go! Let's go!
Which one is Guus?
I don't know. Guus?
Keep your fucking heads down!
That's him.
Down! You son of a bitch!
Keep your bloody heads down!
Keep your fucking heads down or the fucking Jerries...
- So how's the army? - The pits!
- I've got something else for you - What?
A trip
Where to?
To Holland
No!
- Private LeJeune! - Yes?
- Dismissed! - Thank you very much!
- How did you manage that? - I didn't, she did
Here comes the miracle worker.
Thank you very much!
Susan...
- Meet Guus. - Hello.
Right Sarge?
That's class.
Thank you. Next.
That wasn't too bad, was it?
- Sorry. - Give it here!
Well done Tom.
I trust that the Germans will give you time to put your glasses on.
Carry on.
I thought someone was lying in wait for me...
with a gun.
Don't go totally bonkers.
So...
Big boss.
Still seeing her?
None of your business.
I am.
Any progress?
None of your business.
No.
Forget about her.
Shit, I want to sleep with her...
while I still can.
Cold feet? For Holland?
None of your business.
We consider your presence in London to be of the utmost importance.
Yes?
Mr Lanshof, come on in.
Do you smoke?
Thank you.
And you perhaps?
No, thank you, I don't smoke.
Let's go for a stroll, I find that very enjoyable.
You're returning to Holland, aren't you?
Yes, Your Majesty.
I want you to bring several people back with you.
Isn't that dangerous?
Our future leaders are in Holland, in the resistance.
I want them here.
They, at least, are of the people.
Aristocracy belongs to the past. Things will be different after the war.
The true nobility are the resistance fighters.
Don't you agree?
Mr Lanshof?
You're absolutely right, Your Majesty.
I hadn't looked at it that way. True nobility...
Is there anything else, Your Majesty?
I wish you success.
Idiot, the Queen's got a front row view!
I don't think it's funny.
I don't think it's funny!
Oh, sit down, you...
Concentrate on this instead of the ''neuken''
''neuken''?
Dirty words.
I've seen it already.
Who showed you?
The colonel's secretary.
First come, first served.
This is pretty dicey.
Don't worry. Just put me ashore and I'll fix everything.
No, you put me ashore and I'll do the job.
Oh! My heroes!
Oh no, not a chance. The risky bit is mine.
I want the decoration.
Stop showing off, you'll be shitting your pants.
I'm not even wearing pants.
I've got an idea.
Draw for it.
The one who wins, does the dirty work.
Guess how many fingers I have held up?
Who's first?
Four?
- Two? - No.
- Three? - Yes!
You're the winner.
And a kiss for the looser.
That's your transmitter.
Made in England. Absolutely waterproof.
Report when everything is ready to go.
Sorry to disturb you colonel, we're just about ready to leave now, sir
Should anything go wrong...
cyanide.
Oh...
What flavor?
orange or lemon?
Most amusing.
Yes.
Well.
Good luck... to both of you.
Here: a matchbox to keep it in.
Shit, that stuff smells disgusting, enough to make you puke.
Go on, puke.
We've stopped.
Keep it quiet now, we're near the coast.
Put those over your shoes.
That's Holland.
You're a silly bastard!
What are you? A Dutchy silly bastard! Come on.
Go!
Throw some over me.
Cheers.
Be careful
Who'd it go?
Guus is in Holland.
And you're here.
The difference between two and three fingers.
That's one finger.
Germany Winning on all Fronts
Filthy Jew
Good Morning.
I'd like birth announcement cards for my daughter.
What's her name?
Wilhelmina Juliana Bernardina.
Come, they're waiting for you.
- Is this address safe? - We'd not be here if it wasn't.
You're a Red, aren't you?
I remember seeing you in the House.
Hardly a pleasant experience.
Possibly, but I don't recognize you at all.
Gentlemen, please...
I can't be part of this. I refuse.
You've pledged yourself to Her Majesty.
I promised the Germans I would take no action.
General, the Queen has asked you to be her adviser...
for the postwar democracy.
Wilhelmina and democracy, a belated vocation.
Or rather, she's always been a little touched.
Religion.
This is her chance to play Christ, to save the world.
Count me out.
A rotten way of saying you're scared.
If I were 20, I'd take exception to that. Gentlemen...
Do you have doubts about the new democracy too?
New democracy?
We've never had a democracy.
When do we leave?
You'll hear from me.
Fine.
Can we get caught?
If they get me and not you...
tell the Queen what the socialists want after the war.
I'll warn them.
Bloody hell!
Waterproof.
''Made in England''
Stone dead.
Nothing. How can I tell London when we're coming?
We're waiting for a reply, sir.
Guus is ready to get going.
That isn't Guus.
That's Hove Veyman.
He always begins with that.
Yes, so he does.
Why isn't he transmitting himself?
Possibly, his transmitter's broken down. But that doesn't necessarily mean trouble.
I think there's something wrong.
No, no, no. Robbie's been operating for more than a year now. He's perfectly okay.
You wanted a brand new contact.
You told me the other transmitters couldn't be trusted.
This is nonsense.
If that was so, the Germans would have seized Robbie long before now.
Why should they? Here, they can listen in.
I'm sorry sir, but I can't keep the line open too long. It's dangerous.
Can't he warn Guus?
That would make life a little too easy for the Germans if they're listening in.
There's a phone booth in the boulevard.
I could go on shore earlier, and phone Guus.
That's not a bad idea.
It's risky.
Guus is a friend.
Unhappily, friends don't exist in time of war.
Transmit.
They only confirm receipt.
Instructions will come tomorrow.
- Anything else I can do for you? - No, thank you.
I can do more than just transmit.
We'll phone if we need you, okay?
Fine.
See you tomorrow then.
I don't know their plans. They're not talking.
Bad show.
They'd be on to me if I asked.
You're not trying hard enough.
Which of Esther's jackets would this go best with?
I'd love to see you against the wall.
You'd be right next to me.
Bloody hell.
Idiot!
A present for your fiance.
Might be the last time.
Who's that jerk?
A friend from the resistance.
If that's one of your friends...
Darling, we can't always choose our friends.
- Dutchie. Time to get ready. - Ya.
What's this?
- British Naval uniform. - British?
It's exactly the same the Jerries wear. You can't tell the difference.
At a distance.
Why not in tails like Guus?
If the Jerries should grab you, you'll be treated as a prisoner of war.
It's better than being shot as a spy.
The colonel likes you for some reason.
- How touching. - Two silver dimes for your phone call.
You people think of everything.
Of course.
Nothing sent sir.
- Cut contact. - Yes, sir.
Well... it's in Eric's hands now.
Would you back him in the grand national?
No.
- Come along. - Oh, of course.
I do hope they come back.
Well... that would be splendid. Mission completed.
But it's of no importance.
Even if they die... it will keep the Germans busy for months.
Thinking we are planning the invasion from Holland.
Back in half an hour.
This device uses zinc coins only.
Bloody hell...
An odd uniform.
- U-boat, I think. - Or a destroyer.
Stop.
Get off.
The German Forces claim this bicycle.
Filthy, bloody Jerry.
Right, beach huts at 11 pm.
You're going to England?
Police. On your feet!
They're dead.
Bloody hell... That was close.
We've got to get out of here. To the car.
- What about me? - Find a place to hide.
- Where? - I'll fix it.
- Fix it? I just shot two Nazis! - Scared?
Yes! Do I have to stay and wait for them?
Get to the car.
Don't leave me here.
I want to go with you.
I object.
I decide who comes.
I was expressing my opinion.
He's coming! I'll answer for him.
- He'll need tails - There are some in the garage.
Let it ring.
They're gone. After them.
If things go wrong, don't let them take me alive.
This'll do the trick: cyanide
After them
- It worked. - Good.
No answer?
No.
Where's Robby?
I don't know. He comes and goes.
But you're engaged.
He's always busy with his transmitter.
It's risky transmitting from a regular place, he says.
Don't you wear a star?
Forged papers, from Robby.
And the liquor, the chocolate... also from Robby?
A man from Robby's group brings it.
We can't even get those things in London.
Robby's in the resistance. They can get anything.
Do you believe that?
I have to go to my parents' place and get my tails.
Going to a party?
Yes...
you could call it that.
God, where are you going?
- The lion's den!. - Don't worry.
If anything goes wrong, I'll shoot.
Robby, shut up.
Papers, please.
My compliments. An excellent forgery.
They're the real thing.
Mr. Precisely.
Phone headquarters. We'll cordon off the area.
Have you got the tokens?
Ah, this messy tomato sauce.
Have the cleaning bill sent to Berlin.
The Fuhrer will be happy to pay it.
You there, get out of the way.
Are you deaf?
We're going to party.
I'll join you.
- Nice and warm. - Oh, you're a heavy one.
Stay with us.
There'll be dancing!
All right, I will.
It saddens me to see you among all these fascist bunker-builders.
Oh, it's war.
And it's a nice party
I heard you were abroad.
Rubbish.
I heard you were in London.
No, I'm right here, as you see.
Shame we're not fighting on the same side.
A shame.
In a few years the Germans and English will be fighting the communists.
I doubt it.
We won't see it.
We won't survive the war.
- I'll see if he's down there yet. - All right.
To London, old spy.
Are you spying for the Germans in London?
Will you bring back some nylons for me?
What a lovely brooch!
The Iron Cross!
- How'd you earn that? - I blew up a Russian tank.
- Have it. - You earned it, piss off.
Spying is a lot riskier...
It's mine.
Give it back, damn you!
Guus!
It's running like clockwork.
No, we're in trouble.
What trouble?
We've been betrayed, by Robby.
No, he's with me.
He's coming with me.
Robby's working for them.
Christ Almighty.
Where is he?
Up there with the others.
Wait for me.
Bastard!
Stay where you are! Nobody move!
Run to the beach!
You are surrounded!
If you move, we'll shoot!
- Stay where you are! - Guus!
Don't move! We're opening fire.
Split up!
Stop the boat! Stop!
The Hague, November 8, 1942
Guus.
I deeply regret it.
- Mr Van der Zanden? - Your Majesty?
We shall not attempt this again.
Thank you very much for your efforts.
Where are your clothes?
What's the matter?
- Do you like this stuffy atmosphere? - I got used to it.
I'll be in a stuffy office for the rest of the war.
I thought... you wanted to join the RAF once.
No, that's impossible.
My eyes.
I'm as blind as a bat.
Well, Douglas Bardo is in the RAF.
And he lost both his legs.
He did?
Who's his doctor?
Maybe he can help.
You know what's wrong with you?
You have no imagination.
Cover your right eye, please.
E
O
- D - Your other eye please.
E
P
D
N
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Thank you, that's all.
Your eyes are excellent.
Thank you.
- You're going to be a pilot. - Yes.
And then...
I throw bombs.
- I flatten all of Germany. - Yes.
- Kill all the filthy rotten bastards. - Yes.
In Hamburg.
Dresden, Munich...
- Yes. - Berlin.
I'll get them!
I'll go.
Darling?
You forgot Nuremberg, Leipzig and Cologne
No?
That'll never get there.
So what?
Russia, July 11, 1943.
Bread... hungry.
- Hungry? - Yes.
...of a white Christmas...
...roll me over, lay me down and do it again.
Roll me over in the clover
roll me over lay me down and do it again.
- Hello. - Hello.
Let's go.
We're going.
What's the target tonight?
Nuremberg.
And Leipzig and Cologne?
Hey Eric! Eric!
We have to go... Good bye.
Your pipe!
Reported today, very heavy flac over Germany.
Especially in the sector Dusseldorf
Love from Alex. Your mascot.
He'll get a bomb on his head tonight.
...over Hannover.
Have a nice flight.
You've got to be a bloody fool to work at Christmas.
Who's talking?
Will you report immediately?
I'm not a bloody fool.
You'll be escorted by fighters over Belgium.
Will you shut your bloody mouth!
He's waking the dead!
Open up.
This will shut him up.
Wolfenbuttle Concentration Camp December 25, 1944.
Nuremberg... good shots, the Jerries.
They're not drinking this Christmas.
- How much longer? - 15 seconds. Cheers.
Bomb doors open?
Bomb doors open.
Christmas present ready?
Count down.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2...
Bombs away.
And back home.
Roll me over...
You didn't have to wait.
I wanted to finish my beer.
This telegram arrived for you.
Read it for me.
Her Majesty wants you...
as her aide.
- You know what it means? - Yes.
The Queen has offered you a job.
Yes.
Will I see you again?
Maybe.
Fine.
I love you.
Liberation, May 5, 1945
Long live the Queen!
No, thank you, Captain. This, I would prefer to do alone.
Couldn't you have accidentally dropped a bomb on that palace for me?
Well?
It's short.
It'll grow again.
A present from our liberated compatriots.
Understandable.
I've no hard feelings.
I survived.
You did too.
Yes, that's true.
But you're a hero.
What will you do?
Work in the garden.
Clean up the mess.
Jack!
Good Lord, Eric!
Come in!
You look absolutely marvellous.
Medals! How did you get them?
Did some flying, dropped some bombs.
We scraped through.
Don't ask me how.
Would you like a drink?
I have a nice wine for special occasions.
They closed the university. I took my preliminaries in secret.
It was risky... you had to be really careful.
We'll simply start where we left off five years ago.
Here you are.
Merci.
What are your plans?
I don't know.
To the future.
Cheers.