Me and the Colonel

Synopsis: Jacobowsky, a Jewish refugee, flees from the Nazis with an aristocratic, anti-semitic Polish officer trying to get papers to England. Jurgens learns to appreciate Kaye, despite their competition for the same woman, and together they outwit their pursuers.
Genre: Comedy, War
Director(s): Peter Glenville
Production: Columbia Pictures
  Won 1 Golden Globe. Another 2 wins & 3 nominations.
109 min

Information has just been received

of the advance of the German army.

They are expected in Paris

in the next 24 hours.

Premier Reynaud said

the situation was serious but not hopeless,

and urged all citizens to remain calm.

Monsieur Jacobowsky, what happened?

I missed the plane by this much.

The approximate size of a visa stamp.

- You can have your room back, of course.

- Thank you.

The hotel is practically empty, but it's much

too dangerous for you to remain in Paris.

I know, I know.

Tomorrow I will leave for the South.

Do you know why I like you,

Monsieur Jacobowsky?

Because I prefer a sunny day

to a cloudy day.

Perhaps you would care for a chocolate?

Why is it that the best husbands

are always unmarried?

You ought to settle down,

Monsieur Jacobowsky.

- I mean, get married.

- No.

Why not?

Well, you see, Madame Bouffier,

I am a great admirer of beauty.

But with the ladies, I have been

somewhat less than a dazzling success.

This has made me rather timid,

but in many ways it has

its compensations. I...

It has given me a great deal of time

for reading and improving my mind.

Chocolate, mademoiselle? Madame?

How can you be so cheerful

at a time like this?

You forget. I'm used to being a refugee.

In the technique of flight,

you might say I am a virtuoso.

The situation isn't quite the same for you

as it is for us. France isn't your country.

I wish it were.

I've spent most of my life

trying to become a citizen of some country.

For over 500 years

our family has lived in Amiens.

Now the Germans are there,

and soon they will be in Paris.

I can't believe it.

It's always hard to believe, at first.

My earliest recollections...

Poland, shots, screams in the night.

My poor mother

took her candlesticks and her pillows,

her most cherished possessions,

and fled to Berlin, and there I grew up.

I was quite happy there.

I was successful in business.

I was a citizen, a patriot. I belonged.

But a certain house painter

had different ideas.

So, I packed my belongings in five trunks

and I fled to Vienna, the City of Waltzes.

But the waltz soon changed

into a goose step.

I packed my belongings in two trunks

and fled to Prague.

But the German army seemed to take

absolute delight in following me.

Once again I fled, this time with no trunks.

And I came to Paris, the City of Light.

Now the lights are going out.

So I embark on migration number five.

In 1918 Paris was saved at the last moment.

Maybe another miracle will happen.

I don't know anything about miracles,

but my mother, wise woman that she was,

used to say,

no matter what happened in life,

there are always two possibilities.

I am Dr Szicki of the Polish Embassy.

I must see Colonel Prokoszny at once.

- Room 209.

- Thank you.

- Szabuniewicz.

- Huh?

- Wake up!

- Oh, Dr Szicki.

I must see the Colonel.

Oh, no. Colonel not alone.

And when Colonel not alone,

he want strictly to be alone.

- But I have urgent business with him.

- Please, no.

No. As Colonel's orderly,

only I can disturb Colonel. Wait.

Excuse me, Colonel, but I...

See? I told you.

Colonel does not like to be interrupted

in the middle of campaign.

Oh, my poor darling. This awful war...

It is not war that is awful.

It's being out of it that is disgusting.

Can't I make you forget the war,

just for a little while?

There is only one woman

who can make me forget.

She is written in my heart.

- To her I shall always be faithful.

- Beginning when?

- To the end of time.

- I adore you.

- And I don't care if you don't love me.

- Who says I do not love you?

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