World on Fire

We could use a man of your talents, Chase.

Going back to France and Poland. How do you feel about that?

That would suit me.

I know real strength when I see it.

And you have it in abundance.

I don't feel very strong right now.

What will you tell the child when they ask where their dad is?

There's a war. I'll tell them you're dead.

I would look after you and the baby.

Papa!

She will stay here, where she is safe.

I get out of here, it'll be somewhere worse.

So don't stir things up.

You shouldn't be here!

If I have to die for my country, I will.

First contact, local resistance.

And if I fail to make contact?

Improvise.

With the Germans firmly in control of much of mainland Europe,

there is no doubt Hitler's attention now

is focused toward Great Britain.

As yet, Churchill's forces have held at bay the Nazi threat

which has so ruthlessly advanced across the continent.

Nation after nation falling to the sheer force

of the Blitzkrieg campaign.

For how much longer Britain can defy its momentum

seems soon to be proven.

Their army much depleted, they look to their Navy

and the Royal Air Force to defend their island.

These are the darkest of times for Britain, for Europe,

and indeed the rest of the world.

How are you finding the training?

I'm improving.

I'm only theoretically dead three times a day now.

- Maybe some of the... - Three times a day is better than most.

I've called you in because you leave tomorrow night.

The drop is radio equipment and light explosives.

The return journey will be on land,

getting a group of key resistance fighters out.

This kind of operation carries the highest risk.

So I'd think about getting your affairs in order

before you leave.

Five minutes.

I'm going away. There's a good chance I won't make it back.

I want you to know I've made a will.

You will be the sole beneficiary.

How many times? I don't want your money!

It isn't for you.

If something does happen, then you won't get my war pension...

...because you're not my wife.

Well, good.

I'm glad we sorted that out.

Thanks for telling me.

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Klaus?

We're ready, Frau Campbell. Thank you.

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I'm sorry.

Your father didn't want you to know.

He wanted you to think it was an accident.

Why should I believe you?

I have proof

of their whole euthanasia programme if you want it.

No.

No. I don't need proof.

I know what they're capable of, and I'm part of it.

I'm fighting for them.

I'm on their side.

Whether I like it or not, I'm fighting for their cause.

You have no choice.

Yes, I do have a choice, Frau Campbell.

I'm just too weak to make it.

No.

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Mm-hm.

Thank you, Nancy.

I do not know what you've said to him, but thank you.

If I lose Klaus, I've lost everything,

and if a parent can't look after their child,

then what use are they on God's Earth?

Children never stop needing you.

Their pain is like our pain, isn't it? Always.

You have children too, Miss Campbell?

You didn't say.

I have a child.

A son.

He's grown-up now, my son.

There's a lot of musicians in here, Webster.

Jazz guys mainly, but a fair few classical musicians.

Wait till those German bastards hear us play Beethoven.

How's that for inferior race, you Nazi pigs?

The main thing is we get you out.

I will find a way.

I've got an orchestra waiting for me, Webster.

Wait... Please...

I don't understand, why are you being like this?

I know it's hard.

No, you don't. That's just it.

You don't know. You can't know.

The queers in here with me, they know.

The blacks in here, they know.

The Jews, the scum,

that's me, that's us.

I'm the one in the fucking cage here.

You can walk out whenever you like.

And I'm telling you,

don't ever come back, Webster.

Albert...

Albert!

Tomasz!

Chodz.

Let's go this way. I know somewhere.

It's quieter down here.

No, I know a house. Come with me.

Easy, soldier! You're hurting me.

Tomasz!

Lois!

Come on, Lois! Come on, love. You can do it.

I can't, I can't, I can't!

I hate to tell you, love, but you've got no choice.

Don't make me laugh.

The baby'll come too soon and grow up to be a ventriloquist.

Now you're making me laugh!

Come on, push. Brilliant. Come on, now. Push. That's it. Nearly there.

You don't want to go in there, Douglas. Believe me.

I don't want to go in, I just want to know how she is.

She is beautiful!

She is.

You've got a grand-daughter, Douglas!

And she's beautiful.

Right.

You all right, love?

Yeah.

Just your regular Saturday night, you know.

Hello, you.

Despite suffering heavy losses in France,

Britain's stand against the Nazis continues in earnest.

Mr Churchill has made very clear that Britain still counts

France amongst our closest allies,

and that our great country will do all it can

to fight on against their common enemy.

Mother? Is everything all right?

Is it Jan?

The baby's been born.

YOUR baby's been born.

A girl.

Oh!

- A girl? - Yes!

I see.

Douglas came round to tell me, flushed with excitement.

I think he was hoping I would reciprocate

and dash to the little bastard's manger, bearing gifts.

Don't use that word.

Why not? Does it insult your sense of decency?

- Yes. It does. - In what way?

The fact that I said what is true or the fact that you believe it too?

I do not believe it. It's a disgusting word.

And it's what the child is.

What YOUR child will always be called!

Perhaps in your world.

And not in Lois's?

Where the warm-hearted poor will take an under-the-stairs child

and hold it to their collective bosom in their socialist utopia?

I've seen the warm-hearted poor

at that wretched school that Jan attends.

I've seen the way they treat outsiders.

Why are you even telling me this?

Lois wants nothing to do with me.

And she wants me to have nothing to do with the baby!

- You have a choice. - I am respecting her wishes!

Which conveniently coincide with your own?

I am committed to providing for that child.

For my child!

Have you promised money? Are you going to see the baby?

No, of course not!

Well, why not? Now you're displaying this sudden concern.

Because it would break my heart, you foolish boy!

When did you grow a heart?

I'm sorry.

I just wanted to, um...

I gave you the benefit of the doubt

when our Lois started first knocking about with you.

Let's just say you wouldn't have been my first pick.

You made that very clear at the time.