A French village SO7 EO6 At the end of the tunnel
To really understand...
...I must tell you...
The Maquis Four...
...Claude...
...Thierry...
...Arnaud...
...and François...
...were my friends.
And...
Excuse me.
I can't tell you how the Maquis Four sacrificed themselves...
...because they didn't sacrifice themselves.
It was we who sacrificed them.
I'm sorry...
...to disappoint you, perhaps...
...but the truth is too important in my eyes...
...to let a ceremony distort the memory.
It was...
...two days after the November 11th parade...
...we were caught in a trap by the Boches...
...nearly encircled.
And we decided to flee by rappelling St. Christophe cliff...
It was difficult...
...but we succeeded.
...well...
...almost
Because when the Boches arrived...
...there were four Maquisards left.
The Boches were numerous...
...and well armed.
We had no chance in battle.
So I...
...so I dropped the rope that would have allowed them to get up.
And I...
...abandoned them to their fate.
There...
...the truth...
...of the Maquis Four.
Claude!
Claude.
What a magnificent story.
Thank you, Antoine. Really, thank you.
Thanks to you...
...in saluting your courage, we also add...
...that of sincerity.
We now know...
...how our friends...
...our brothers...
...our companions...
...died for France.
They didn't choose to be heroes...
...and it's thus that they've become.
real heroes of the Résistance.
After...
...after this tribute,...
...inevitably insufficient,...
...to our Maquis Four...
...we must ask ourselves...
...how to continue their action.
That for which they died.
That is why I now call to speak, Raymond Schwartz...
...whom you all know...
...who was close to the Maquis Four...
...and who, I believe...
...has an important announcement to make to us.
Raymond, please.
I'm not a man of many words, but...
So! We bow before those who died in battle...
...or were seriously injured...
...those I knew well during my long months of résistance...
...alongside Marie Germain and so many others. There.
But today the fight continues...
...the struggle for our values, Liberty, Equality, and...
...the supreme value...
...Fraternity.
This fight that General de Gaulle leads, throughout France...
...he also leads in the departments, the cantons, the towns...
...and as you know, the Villeneuve election...
...will be held in December.
Well...
...in agreement with my friend Lanzac...
...Compagnon of the Libération, and my friend Bériot, Assembly Deputy...
...who wants to focus on his National career...
I offer myself to you...
...for the Mairie of Villeneuve. There!
So, to begin, I would like to...
...rename one of the streets of the town...
...Rue des quatre Du Maquis
So the flame of their fight never goes out. There! And...
...long live General de Gaulle...
Long live the Résistance And long live France.
Long live France!
Thank you,Comrades.
Thank you.
I now call to speak, Comrade...
...Roger Marteau, Deputy in the Constituent Assembly...
...and who will give us a few words.
Glory to our Comrade Marcel Larcher.
...shot by the Fascists.
...as were 75,000 activist Communists...
...between '40 and '44.
I would have liked to read to you here...
...all their names. That is obviously not possible.
Marcel Larcher...
...died for France...
...on the 13th of November '43.
Marcel Larcher...
...who I knew well...
...doesn't even have the right to an alley bearing his name.
That's shameful!
What injustice!
What a symbol of today's times.
When we reflect that our Party was the first...
...to resist the Boches.
Right after the appeal of July 10th '40...
...launched by Maurice Thorez and Jacques Duclos...
When we think that our Party...
...was the spearhead of the Résistance...
...in executing the Boche officers in '41.
Actions in which Marcel Larcher heroically participated...
...right here.
No! It's time to set things straight...
...set the Historical Process the right way up.
Our 75,000 shot demand it!
We must, by every means...
...claim, demand, obtain...
...a Rue Marcel Larcher in Villeneuve.
Long live the PCF...
...long live the Résistance...
...and long live France!
To evoke... better than I can...
...the memory of Marcel Larcher...
...I now give the floor to Comrade Edmond Lherbier...
...his friend...
...and comrade in arms...
...candidate for the Mairie of Villeneuve...
...and I have the conviction...
...future Mayor of Villeneuve.
Thank you, Comrades.
Marcel Larcher is for me...
...and will always remain...
...a model.
Serious...
...modest, hardworking...
...and responsible...
...in his dialectical analyses.
He was...
...the essence...
...of the great militant.
The one who makes...
...victories...
...and revolutions.
I see him again...
...as early as 1940...
...ready to cross the Line for a simple rendezvous.
So?
Is it true, what Edmond says?
No, it's not true.
...but the important thing, isn't the truth, Gustave.
What counts is to fight.
To make things happen.
But, Maman said it wasn't right to lie.
You shouldn't lie to parents and Comrades.
Are you working hard at school?
It's been a while since I last went to school, Papa.
Really!
The important thing is to have a meaning to your life, Gustave.
And there's only one meaning possible.
That of the Historical Process.
Where are you in relation to it?
I read about it in your notebook...
...but I didn't understand too much.
Gustave!
The world is unjust...
...the rich crush the poor.
The whites crush the blacks, and the yellows...
...the powerful crush the weak.
Yes, I understand.
It's the Class Struggle.
You have to choose your Camp.
You defend the rich, or you defend the poor.
The middle ground doesn't exist.
The Historical Process means that one day the poor will win.
They will make a fairer world...
...where it will be good to live...
...where no one will be put aside.
That's why you have to fight.
That's the only thing that matters.
Do you understand?
Is that why you left?
Yes.
That's why I left.
Make no mistake about what's important.
Ah, by the way...
...Maman sends you a kiss.
The Internationale unites the human race.
So comrades, come rally and the last fight let us face.
The Internationale unites the human race.
The Court!
Please be seated.
The Accused. Stand up.
The Court...
...having deliberated...
...in respect of articles 75 to 77 of the Penal Code...
...the Ordinances of February 15th, 1943...
...and of August 14th, 1944...
...condemns...
Servier, Luc Henri Saturnin...
...born the 10th of March 1902 at Courbevoie...
...to the penalty of death...
...which will be carried out in due form, and at a time required by law.
Condemns...
Larcher, Daniel André, born July 10th, 1895 at Villeneuve...
...to National Indignity...
...not subject to a prohibition of practicing medicine...
...in view of the current shortage of Doctors.
These verdicts
can not be appealed.
The hearing is adjourned.
So, you see, it wasn't that bad. A bad moment once, but in the end...
Where were you? I didn't see you. In the crowd cheering you.
Stop it! Yes, the crowd cheered you, Antoine.
Not when I told what really happened.
Ah, the truth!
"To truth our nature proves but ice; To falsehood, fire it seems."
What's that again? Fables of Jean de La Fontaine.
He didn't write anything but fables, eh.
Geneviève?
Geneviève!
Geneviève.
Did I miss something?
No, it was me who missed something.
I missed everything.
Lanzac told me everything went very well.
He had only compliments.
I droned on, I stumbled over words...
...I was... rotten... everything.
I won't need you again today, Maria. You can leave.
But you said you'd like me to finish the ironing?
Well, I changed my mind.
See you tomorrow. Good Madame.
One's just as bad as the other. When they're honest, they're stupid!
It's deplorable.
I was terrible.
Obviously, no-one realizes this except you.
Either people don't care, or they want to love you...
...and they don't listen to you.
But they'll vote for you, believe me.
What are you drinking?
Here, give me some of your thirty year old whiskey, there.
You mean the Colonel's gift.
Yes that's it. The Colonel's gift, yes.
Ice cubes? No.
And your little Maquisard? Was he good, eh?
He was great.
He's the one that should be elected Mayor.
Decidedly, this is very good.
The best.
Why do you like uniforms now? Before, you found them ridiculous.
When I see him, he's not always in uniform.
Why do you want to make me Mayor?
I already have a plan.
What do you want, Jeanine?
You know very well, what I want.
What happened?
They'd been drinking.
The sergeant was...
He was a long time.
Was it...
The usual soldiers?
Yes.
They got drunk because they're leaving Villeneuve tomorrow.
You said they were nice.
Well, I was mistaken.
Did it happen just like that?
I mean...
Did he suddenly throw himself on you?
Do you think I asked him for it, or what?
No, not at all.
I just want to understand.
There's nothing to understand, Antoine.
They think they're in a conquered country.
They believe all French women are easy girls, or whores!
So they help themselves.
There!
I'm sorry.
You have nothing to do with it.
Yes.
You didn't want me to leave you.
For Mamé, not for me.
So, your Ceremony?
Was it good?
No, but that's of no importance!
It must have been important, since you went.
Don't touch me!
Geneviève...
...if you have to reproach me, do it.
I can't stand it if we don't tell each other things.
I love you.
Why did you leave?
Why did you leave, dammit, why did you leave?
Why did you leave me, why?
You frightened me.
Did I sleep for a long time?
What got into you?
I thought you wouldn't speak to me any more.
Docteur Morel told me it could have been really serious.
You almost didn't make it, you know.
I couldn't even get that right.
Well, did you think of Francoise?
And you?
...did you think of Françoise...
...before you treated me as you did, lately?
You're mixing everything up.
I do what I can.
You're not going to start that again, Lucienne.
Can you do me a favour...
...nevertheless?
Perhaps.
Go and see the Curé...
...tell him what happened...
...and that I wish to confess.
Now.
Right here?
I'm too weak...
...to go to church.
OK.
It's good of you to come.
Don't talk nonsense.
Yes, yes.
Apart from Arlette and you...
...and Arlette cries, so it's exasperating.
I didn't know she could cry.
Have you had any news of your Petition for Clemency?
I told Maitre Levy not to present it.
Really, why?
If I'm pardoned, I'll get life, Larcher...
...and even with remission of punishment, prison isn't for me.
But death is?
Death's for all of us.
One day or another.
I'm glad you got out.
National Indignity... One day people will forget.
I don't think so. People forget everything, Larcher.
Do you really believe that?
Otherwise they'd never vote again, eh!
They forget the heroes...
They forget the traitors...
They forget the sorrows...
They forget the joys.
I've already been forgotten.
I won't forget you.
But you will forget me...
...well, I hope so for your sake.
Do you know the Chinese Portrait game?
No.
The other day I thought...
...if I were a book...
Funny idea!
You, if you were a book, what would you be?
I don't know.
A medical dictionary.
You can do better than that!
A novel.
A long...
...beautiful novel whose pages would be glued together...
Hey, that's not very cheerful.
My friend, you know me, I'm not very cheerful...
That's true.
Well, we must go Monsieur Servier.
The doctor is waiting for you, for the visit...
...well, the... ...the regulations, eh.
Looking after my health before executing me...
...it's idiotic!
Its making a real bad start, this new République!
And you?
If you were a book, what would you be?
An outdated Penal Code.
That's obvious, Larcher.
Forget me.
And try to find something to unglue your pages.
That was good, wasn't it?
Yeah.
Why do you look so sad?
I don't look sad.
Yes, you look like a child that broke its toy.
You're thinking of Marie.
It's stupid to ask me what I'm thinking.
Why?
Well....
...because I could answer anything.
You ask me what I think...
...I don't want to think what I was thinking.
Which was what?
Death.
You're thinking about death!
Well, Marchetti's going to be executed, Servier will be executed...
...and many people have died since '40.
It's OK to think of death, right?
I think about life.
It's all the same. No!
Since '41, I've often asked myself if...
...you
...me...
...we...
So, just explain to me, when Chassagne was screwing you...
...you were thinking of me too.
Not at all.
I thought of you from time to time.
Often.
Did you think of me?
Well, inevitably, eh. And how?
So, you not only want to know what I was thinking...
...but you also want know what I think...
...and what I will think, as long as you're there.
I want everything.
And you, what are you thinking?
Aah, I think...
...I think...
...that you and me...
...we'll reconquer...
...the world.
I'm not disturbing you? No.
No. I...I
I was reading. Ah!
I thought I heard the violin. No.
I stopped a long time ago.
Come in, please.
Excuse me, it's a mess.
Your husband told me... what you did....
Yes, I know.
He also told me you wanted to confess.
It doesn't bother you if we...
...we put on some music?
Music!
That will help me.
Bruckner? Do you know Bruckner?
It's impossible to confess with music.
Madame Bériot.
Apart from the music of your soul.
The best thing...
...would be for...
...you to sit here...
...me...
...I'll place myself here...
...so as to reproduce the conditions of confession in the church.
You should know that it's exceptional for me...
...to go to the home of a Parishioner.
I'm very grateful to you, Father.
No, I mean that this exception won't recur.
I understand.
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
I hear you, my daughter.
I don't really want to put an end to my life.
But then, that's not a sin.
To make my husband believe it, yes.
And why did you do that?
To get you here.
With what aim?
I tried...
...to obey your injunctions, but I had...
...bad thoughts again.
Thanks to God and your guidance, I have succeeded in...
...chasing the other man of my mind...
That's good.
By replacing him...
By your husband?
By you.
I know, it's wrong, it's insane, but...
...don't leave me, Father. You're the only link connecting me to life.
Help me get rid of these bad thoughts.
Through lies and manipulations...
...you attract a man of the Church to your bedroom.
To tell him that your bad thoughts have turned to him...
...and...
...you hope to establish a relationship with me.
You are blind, my daughter.
Don't abandon me, Father.
You must open, Madame. Open your heart.
Not...
..to bad real thoughts...
...or manufactured ones...
...nor to chimeras of the past...
...but to God.
To his generosity... and also to yours.
Generosity...
...to others, and to yourself.
I don't know what penance to give you, your faults are so enormous!
I'll do....whatever you tell me. I'm...
...ready to return to the convent. Oh no!
You are not.
So...
...let me return to confession.
You put me in an impossible situation...
...where I have to choose between refusing to listen to it...
...which according to you, would put you in danger...
...or grant you this...
...which, in my opinion, maintains an evil flame in you.
Well, so be it!
I'll teach you...
...the strength of faith.
You will come to confession, yes...
...and I will make you discover true love.
The love of Christ...
...the love of God.
Will you be OK?
Yes.
Sit down.
I've just had the American liaison officer.
Colonel Bridgewater.
I won't hide from you that with the murder of one of their guys, well...
...they've more to deal with than...
...an evening that turned out somewhat badly.
It was rape.
Are you sure? Yes!
She's sure.
Yes, but wait, I'd prefer it if she responds
...because it's her who'll be grilled, not you.
Grilled?
But, really, she's the victim, for Christ's sake!
That's for the investigation to establish.
If it takes place.
It looks like you don't believe me...
...when I haven't even told you what happened.
According to Colonel Bridgewater...
...two of the American soldiers...
...admit having carnal relationship with you...
...but they say you were willing.
On the dining room table, with my sick grandmother next door...
...and my fiancé about to return?
Are there are traces of blows? Injuries?
No.
They were two, much stronger than me, and they held me.
They held you where?
My throat and wrists.
Will you permit me?
I see nothing.
Without a trace of a blow, it's word against word.
A young woman with a past, let's say...
...not exactly clean... You can say that?
...against the word of an NCO of the US Army...
I want to file a complaint.
I understand you've known them for a long time.
They were replenishing at the farm for a year.
And you invited them to the house? Obviously!
Believe me, you're wasting your time filing a complaint.
You may even be sued for defamation....or worse.
Loriot!
We're filing a complaint.
I don't have to accept complaints I consider fanciful...
...or with no chance of success, eh.
Fanciful?
Remember you tried to help Marchetti escape, friend Loriot?
You too, tried to help him escape.
You even succeeded. Yes.
But I was on a mission for Préfet Bériot.
You'll take her complaint...
...Monsieur le...
...le Chef de la Police.
Otherwise, I assure you...
...I'll go around everywhere telling your life story.
It's that clear?
If you want to waste your time!
Hortense!
Monsieur Escudier? Monsieur Larcher.
I... I've come about your wife...
Ah, I don't believe she's at home.
Yes, we had an altercation just now...
...and she's gone...
She seemed, how can I put it...
...agitated.
Really, so what happened?
You know, Monsieur Larcher, with all due respect...
...lately, she's not behaving normally.
What, exactly, are you insinuating?
At night...
...she walks around her room...
...and she talks to herself.
Often, with my wife, we hear it.
Yes...
...she has difficulty sleeping at the moment.
You know of the difficult times she's faced.
Yes, of course, but...
...the problem is that, now she's making holes in our wall.
Holes?
She looks to be in a good mood today.
She confessed. It's curious.
If I'd confessed, God forbid...
...I don't think it would put me in a good mood.
The ceremony of the Maquis Four was a great success.
Excellent news.
But your absence was noticed.
Are you saying that to please me? No.
Lanzac took it very badly.
He said to tell you that your nomination for the Legislature...
...wasn't automatic.
He's lying.
I'm just telling you what he told me.
For him, if Schwartz loses the Mairie...
...you can say goodbye to being a Deputy.
Anyway, we're already committed to secretly sabotage Schwartz.
We'll have to play it tight.
You have an hour.
I really can't do more.
Do you have it?
No.
Why did you come, then?
To say farewell.
Did you go to the address?
I can't do it, Jean.
Why?
Because you're the father of my son.
I am when it suits you, it seems.
No.
It's just that sometimes, I don't know what to do.
I thought you would.
I was happy to leave like that.
Yesterday...
...when I left the prison...
...I found David...
...who asked me about the notebook, that I had with me.
I told him that it was a story...
...Papa's...
...that I'd read to him one day.
A story.
He had a big smile.
He was disappointed that there were no pictures.
I don't know how to draw.
I don't know.
You have it!
I know you have it.
They don't search hats.
Especially women's.
I noticed that in Switzerland.
Death seems to come in a small package.
It doesn't smell either.
Did he give you directions for use?
You need to drink it straight down.
Otherwise, you risk burning yourself.
Like that...
Like that.
First in the administration contest for the Préfecture of the Seine!
Monsieur Servier, you'll go far.
I'd say even further than your father.
Crémieux, Hélène
Crémieux!
Hélène Crémieux...
...born in 1931.
You don't work enough, Henri.
Instead of asking questions, you'd do better to learn.
it's the work that gives the answers...
...not reflection.
Really...
...we can't have a wedding without music.
It's time, Monsieur Servier. Are you ready?
You're punctual, that's good.
I'm all yours, Messieurs.
My wife was to come this morning. She didn't come.
You don't know why, by any chance?
Oh no. Sorry.
Tell her that...
Tell her I...
Well, no, no, no. don't say anything to her...
Give her my notebook.
Servier, Servier...
Oh, Servier...
I think we're lost.
No, we're not lost. We're right next to the camp.
You just have to find the exit!
You're full of bright ideas, Servier!
We've looked for the exit for 20 mins.
We'll find it. It's just a matter of patience, that's all.
We should never have come into the tunnel, anyway.
But we voted, and we all agreed...
...even you. I didn't agree!
I said it to please you.
Voting is voting, if not, what's the point?
My father says it's useless.
Well, my father says it's by voting that one remains free.
Obviously, your father's a Préfet.
I don't see the connection.
Haven't we been here before? No.
Because if we have, we're lost.
I'm telling you, we're not lost.
We've circled and not found an exit. We're lost for sure.
Have you got a better solution?
Yeah! To separate.
Yeah, that's it!
All go in different directions. First one to find the exit...
...goes to get the others.
And how he will find the others, you amateur!
Well, he'll cry out.
You can't hear anything in the tunnels. Your suggestion's completely idiotic...
...you should never separate, in these cases.
Well, I'm for separating.
I'm against it.
Then we'll just have to vote!
Who's for separating?
It's the only solution, guys.
Serge, if you vote with me, I'll lend you my watch.
You're influencing the vote, it's not fair.
I'm not influencing, I'm explaining.
Louis, think!
Vote with me.
Wait, guys. I see the exit there. Look, the ladder.
Ah yes, at last!
We can still vote.
What's the point?
Well, to find out who was right.
Oh, there you are!
Come on, hurry.
...the teachers will ask what we were up to.
Yes, OK.
Halt!
Squad! On my command!
Well it's a pity. We could still have voted.
Load!
Take aim!
Fire!
They released you. Yes.
I was given National Indignity.
That's disgusting.
Servier got the death penalty.
Perhaps he'll get clemency.
No, I don't think so, no.
Do you already have patients? You're in a smock.
No.
I was doing a little repairwork.
Really!
Were you out? Yes.
It sounds like you're surprised.
Well it's just that you rarely go out since...
I wanted to buy some hats...
...which...
...are better suited to my hairstyle. Do you want to see them?
In a minute, yes.
I spoke with Escudier.
You know he gave me a song and dance because I put a nail in.
Really. You put a nail in? Yes.
I was afraid my painting would fall down.
I adore that painting.
You know that Escudier spies on us at night?
Ah! Yes.
He talks about us for hours.
With his wife, about me and Heinrich.
He listens to us...
Well...
...he listens to me.
I hear him.
What do you hear?
Well, that he listens to me.
Anyway I...
...I was looking for something and I...
Well, I...
I opened your cabinet.
You'll excuse me, eh?
I found newspapers. Yes.
It's for my collages. Your collages?
I want to make composite works.
Collage painting.
It's very common in the USA.
I read an article, in the paper to be exact...
...it's painting with...
...bits of newspaper headlines.
Very interesting.
I'm going to tidy up my office a little.
It's going to be fine, darling.
It'll be fine.
I don't feel anything.
Is that normal?
He told me it would come at once.
After half an hour, or an hour.
It's better that you leave, then.
That you're not here when they find me.
I'm not leaving now.
Oh, that's it...
...that's it.
I feel something.
I can't see as well.
It's blurry.
Did this guy tell you it would be blurry?
No.
Just that it wouldn't hurt, if you drank it straight down.
Do you remember...
...the Thousand and One Nights...
...and Scheherazade...
Scheherazade.
What was she like?
Beautiful...
...as the day...
...mysterious as the night.
I can't see anything now.
But I don't hurt.
I don't hurt.
What was her dress like?
No but...
...I can't get married in this.
What do you think?
I don't think it's bad.
Obviously...
...you don't care about the dress.
Like marriage, for that matter.
Why do you say that?
Well!
You told me it was only for the papers.
You...
You told me it had nothing to do with me.
Listen!
If I didn't feel something for you...
...do you think I'd be interested in your papers?
Eh?
You told me you didn't love me.
Yes, it's true. I don't love you.
But, listen...
...you never know how things may turn out.
Eh?
So, you know. We're going to get married.
You'll have a beautiful dress...
...I'll have a beautiful suit...
...we'll go...
...to the restaurant.
Then we'll go...
to Etretat, there you are!
Do you know Etretat? Eh? No.
Etretat has...
...has the most beautiful beach in the world.
We'll go...to the Hotel des Bains...
...we'll eat seafood...
...and maybe...
...we can go swimming.
And maybe we'll have fun.
Maybe we'll have fun, You and I, together.
And we'll want to start over.
Eh?
Do you think so?
We must believe, Eliane.
Between two people who really love, you never know...
...how it will turn out. We must believe in it.
I could borrow dresses from my cousins. They...
...they come from Paris.
And my parents?
What am I going to say to my parents?
Your parents!
But, really, Eliane...
...your parents, it's not complicated...
...you...
...will tell them...
...a story...
Yes, I'll tell them a story.
Subtitles by Rod Clarke Whitby, Ontario, December 2016