The Last Front

Shooter, shooter.

Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em.

Who have I been

praying to all this time?

You were my shelter, my quiet place in the chaos.

My respite, the calm in my storm.

Your memory follows me

as constant as my shadow.

Your absence lingers,

but in every shadow, I find your presence.

With each sun that sets, a day less between us.

- All those things will do, all those perfect pictures.

One day they'll all be forgotten,

but today will make them worthwhile.

So will you join me in a story, written by you and me?

How does this story end?

- I suppose you've got a cook and a maid.

Just a cook.

But there is a woman that helps in a house.

And, oh and there is a boy.

Pascal.

- Yes, Pascal, who does the odd jobs.

- Pascal does everybody's odd jobs.

- Yes, but we pay him to do ours.

You didn't even know his name.

Adrien, stop it.

- You'll be saying he's like one of the family next.

Oh, Adrien.

Ow.

Look at that.

- Do I look like a princess?

Mm, my Parisian queen.

- I have to go. Some of us have work to do.

Oh, I can help.

We've upset her.

No we haven't.

She's just a pain in the neck.

We still upset her.

- When are you telling your parents?

- When are you telling your father?

Are you scared of him or what?

No, of course not.

When he married my mother,

he doesn't have a leg to stand on.

- Did she teach you to be a poet?

- I'm pretty sure she didn't want me to be a farmer.

- Is everything all right?

Have you seen your brother?

I don't know.

You don't know?

- It looked like him, it sounded like him,

but he wasn't acting like him.

Is he with the girl?

So, how does the story end?

- It ends with you realizing why everything happened

the way it had to happen.

- Come on boy, there's work to be done.

I think it's time you were heading home.

- I'm sorry Mr. Lambert, it's my fault.

I doubt that.

Adrien.

Don't go.

- It's all right. Just stick it.

Snitch.

Lovesick idiot.

- Your infatuation with the Lambert boy.

Daddy, he makes me happy.

And when he talks to me and when he looks at me,

he doesn't see education or status.

He sees me and he loves me.

Stop it.

Oh, please don't cry.

If you've made a mistake,

if you've made promises that you shouldn't have,

well we can fix it.

Mamma, you don't understand.

He is worth it, he is.

- Is there something that I should know?

No, of course not.

- Since you start talking like this,

I don't recognize you anymore.

Harold.

- Nothing you do or say is gonna make a difference

and you've got to find a way to live with that.

She is not the right woman.

She doesn't belong here.

Just like my mother?

- Marrying her was the most selfish thing I ever did.

But we're in love.

- Your mother and I were in love.

It wasn't enough.

You don't know Louise.

- No, but I know what living and working on a farm

does to a woman.

Being married to a man like me, the man you'll become,

it wears them down little by little.

You don't notice at first.

And then they're gone.

If you love her, you'll let her go.

I can't do that.

You can.

No.

I really can't.

- Do I have to talk to her father?

I'm sure you're not the son-in-law he imagined.

Do what you like.

Makes no difference.

Adrien.

Adrien.

Adrien.

- Excuse me, sir. - Not now.

Do you have a minute, sir?

Is it Laurentz?

- You ordered Lieutenant Von Rauch

to take the Belgian prisoners, to command a Steiner's camp.

Mm.

He executed them.

We are at war.

- Not just the prisoners, sir.

Men, women, children.

All of them because of one franc-tireur,

a young girl barely out of her teens.

- What is this, a cozy little nightcap.

- You salute a senior officer Lieutenant.

You're going out tonight with a scouting party.

Don't worry, this is my last.

- Did I not raise you to be a gentleman?

You did.

- In war and in peace, it's a choice.

We can choose to respect our enemies.

- What, let them shoot us in the back?

- Or we can be unnecessarily brutal.

- One of my men was killed today and they almost had me too.

- They were trying to protect what was theirs.

I understand

that you ordered your men to shoot civilians.

They were rabble-rousers.

- No, they were women and children.

War has a code.

Your decisions, your choices, your actions

are putting us in danger.

- I did what I had to do to save lives

and I will do it again.

This has got to stop boy,

before it goes too far.

Too late for that.

I didn't hear you.

- I said, what's the point in that?

I'll be called up for the army soon and then I'll be dead.

- Father, is it true the Kaiser's coming?

- No, no, no, Camille, not the Kaiser himself.

Doctor.

Louise.

Leonard.

- I was wondering about the doctor's new car.

Oh yes.

Nice and shiny.

He has a barn big enough to put his car in it,

and yet he chooses to park it right here in the square.

In case of emergencies, he says.

I'd like to show you something.

- Now? I have work to do.

- Sunday is a day of rest, Leonard.

For you maybe.

- Did you hear what happened last night?

Gunfire, right on the road to Brussels.

- Could have been someone shooting rabbits.

- People are leaving the villages.

Well, yeah, the rich are.

The poor are being abandoned to look after themselves.

Where are they going?

France, mostly.

- Why would anyone leave their home?

Because they're terrified.

We all are, can't you see?

- What are we supposed to do

if the Germans turn up?

- Well, where I come from, you resist, you fight back.

With what?

Hunting rifle and a pitchfork?

Or we could escape to France.

- Oh, you can do that, but I can't.

I'm not leaving the farm.

And what about the children?

I'm not a child.

That is right.

You're old enough to fight.

- But not old enough to do what I want.

He's young, Leonard.

Can I have one?

Girls don't smoke.

This girl does.

Bloody fools.

- I expect they've all been through the same at their age.

They probably feel sorry for you.

I feel sorry for you.

I feel sorry for you.

It's the most wonderful feeling in the world.

I feel invincible.

You don't look it.