Commandos Strike at Dawn Page #2

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I'll always remember this.

Tall trees, deep waters,

peaceful waters.

Stars like ice.

Those good, kind people inside.

What a pleasant place

to hold a wedding.

Yes, pleasant.

- Is that where you were married?

- Yes, seven years ago.

My wife died when Solveig was born.

Yes, I know.

Hans! No, Hans. I said, no!

"No" is not so different

from any other place.

Spring. The snow melts on the hills.

The buds come out on the trees.

The salmon come home

and the girls say, "I said, no."

What is that?

My Solveig is sleeping in there

with the children of the other guests.

When I was a little girl

and the grownups had a party...

...I used to stay at the head

of the stairs and watch all night long.

- Perhaps she's still awake.

- Shall we go and see?

- Father.

- Did you sleep well, Solveig?

All right. But I lost a button

from my nightdress.

That's serious.

I'll fix that.

- Father, was it a nice party?

- Yes, very nice.

- Was there dancing?

- Yes.

How many dances?

- Six?

- Six.

You danced six times?

- Yes.

- He did.

With you?

All right.

- Good night.

- Good night.

This air's good after all that punch.

It's time we turned in.

It's an early start tomorrow.

- Judith took an hour to dress tonight.

- Not long for a woman.

She usually takes eight minutes.

- Nice chap, that Toresen, isn't he?

- Very.

Do you think anything

will come of it?

No. You'd better go say good night to

those five girls you were dancing with.

Seven.

I observe the wind, the weather...

...the arrival and departure

of various kinds of fish.

I report every day to Oslo

that there is fog here or snow...

...that the barometer is falling.

Is that all?

Well, I talk to myself.

That sounds like nice

and expensive fun.

I argue with Bergesen

about the League of Nations...

...ski in the wintertime, teach

my daughter cooking and geography.

She's up to Africa

and scrambled eggs by now.

Until you came along...

...I thought I spent

a busy and full life.

Has my coming along

changed anything?

Everything, Judith.

I mean, Miss Bowen.

Which is it,

Judith or Miss Bowen?

I'm not one for fine words,

empty words.

I never feel alone with trees,

mountains. They're permanent.

Why did you say that?

I'm sorry if I said too much.

But you didn't.

I wanted you to say this.

But you're going away...

...and England

is across the North Sea.

How far is that?

Too far.

- I may be back.

- When?

Next spring, next summer.

Sometime.

Sometime...

I think I better be going in.

It's getting late.

Yes. It's getting late.

- Good night.

- Good night.

The British ambassador

in Berlin handed...

... to the German government

a final note...

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