Resistance

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

The boys in "The Court" too?

The men all left Olchon.

Just the dogs.

So, what are we going to do then?

Wait for them to come back.

From where?

Do we even know where they've gone?

And the sad thing is...

...there must be a reason.

So, what are you saying Maggie?

They wouldn't be so stupid. They're farmers!

Sarah?

Maggie's right. We should wait.

Got them all?

What is it, George?

My father.

It won't be just him.

You'll be doing more here, then you ever could at the front.

How long before they get here?

A week...

...maybe two.

We won't be meeting like this again.

From now on, everything goes to the drop point.

This is it, George.

You're on your own now.

Did you hear Will leave?

No.

What if they're not back today?

Then he'll be back tomorrow.

Radio: "The German invasion continues to advance north and west.

"Reinforcements are being mobilized across the country.

"Reports indicate Swindon, Oxford, and Bristol are all occupied by enemy forces.

"The Allied armies are counter-attacking.

"Stand fast, and on no account, leave your homes."

Jesus, George... Stop bloody creeping around, will you?

Sorry, Dad.

"And the counter offensives in Coventry, and Leicester is already underway.

One thousand...

Two thousand...

Three thousand...

Click!

BAM!

BAM!

I know, Clare.

Mommy's coming... mommy's coming.

It's coming closer.

If they're not back by tomorrow, I'm going into town.

The Fisher Market. We're going then.

Writing: "20th of October...

"Tom...

"Why didn't any of you say something?

"You should have talked to me."

Tom?

You're Sarah Lewis?

Sit down.

My name is Capt. Wolfram.

We have established an observation post in this valley...

I... ah, take it you weren't aware that this area is under military control.

No.

From now on, no one is to leave or enter this valley.

We'll be here for a week, perhaps two.

Is your husband at home, Mrs. Lewis?

No.

He's up on the hill.

One of the sheep sick.

I see.

If you would tell him of my visit and instructions, I would be eternally grateful.

Evening, Mrs. Lewis.

Is there a problem?

Can't give you anything.

"The civilian must do nothing...

which would be of the slightest help to the enemy."

I ah... appreciate your concerns.

I would however, like to remind you that...

whether your government forbids your cooperation or not, is entirely irrelevant.

This valley is now under German control.

Now...

We must get on with our work.

Do you think it is any easier for me?

I've got a flock to look after. The pigs. The slats on the barn to fix.

And you've got Bethan to help you.

Oh, she's inside the house.

I'll help you with the barn.

No, you've got enough, as it is.

Bethan isn't going anywhere.

I have anxieties about the man.

He knows...

...enough.

We don't even know where they are.

I'm sorry.

It was prodded when I found him.

It was his idea to come.

My men have gone to the other farms too.

I wrote notes for them to give to the women.

This will make it hard for you.

Are you cold?

When did they leave you?

Your husband, and the others?

You can go now.

Mom!

Mrs. Jones?

They didn't tell you of their plans, did they?

I... ah, have no interest in bringing your husbands

absence to the attention of my superiors.

I know what they will do.

Neither of us want the Gestapo in this valley.

The Gestapo isn't all we have to worry about.

Without the men it was much improved to our happiness, that is.

We've come to talk to you.

You know what happens to collaborators, Maggie, do you?

They'd be helping us, Ruth.

What if they're waiting for the Germans to leave?

We'd be asking them to stay for longer.

With this weather?

They're stuck here whatever.

You do what you have to, Maggie.

I don't want their help.

"December 5th...

"You're all I've got, Tom.

"Let me know you're still here."

Bless thee, oh Lord, for these, they gifts...

...for which we are about to receive.

And look after our loved ones...

...Wherever they may be.

In Christ, our Lord. Amen.

Mrs. Lewis!

I...

wanted to apologize.

The day of the snow skirmish, I shouldn't have asked about your husband like that.

It wasn't my intention to upset you.

Anyway...

I'm sorry.

Good day, Mrs. Lewis.

I never thanked you...

...for helping me.

You shouldn't thank me.

You should hate me, I understand this.

What are you doing here?

Delivering messages to the valley.

I help out sometimes.

There's a backlog after winter.

The usual postman is not here anymore.

The letters.

There's no one in the in that valley now.

I thought about what you asked.

No one's to go into town.

It would be too dangerous.

We're done here, then?

Yeah...

our uniforms are wearing out.

There was a floordrobe left at The Court, and...

Do what you like.

They're only clothes and things.

"March, 10th...

"I'll only be 27 when this is done.

"And you aren't here.

"It's weeks now since the thaw.

"No one has come into the valley.

"I had to moan about bales of precious crops I manage to leave."

Good morning.

May I come in?

I wanted to bring you this.

Why?

For your birthday.

When I was here before, I read the date in your Bible.

You have no music here. I thought you might like some.

(Song Without Words, Op19 No. 6 in G Minor, by Felix Mendelssohn)

What are you doing here?

You've won this war, you can just leave.

I read you now.

I know what you did.

Don't come here and cover yourself with your music, because I see.

I see you.

You really think they'll come back if we go?

You think he's dead, don't you?

Maybe not.

If Tom was dead, I'd know.

Why did you come here?

To look for them?

No, we were looking for something quite different.

Did you find it?

Will you let me show you?

What is it?

The World.

One idea of it.

It would had have more color, originally.

The rivers were blue. The seas, green.

It must have been beautiful.