The Train Page #2

men left in this group.

Now we are three. One, two, three.

- Bernard?

- We started with 18.

Like your paintings, mademoiselle,

we couldn't replace them.

For certain things, we take the risk.

But I won't waste lives on paintings.

But they wouldn't be wasted.

Excuse me. I know that's

a terrible thing to say.

But those paintings

are part of France.

The Germans want to take them away.

They've taken our land, our

food. They live in our houses.

And now they're trying

to take our art.

This beauty, this vision of

life born out of France.

Our special vision. Our trust.

We hold it in trust. Don't you see?

For everyone. This is our pride.

What we create and

hold for the world.

There are worse things to

risk your life for than that.

I'm sorry, mademoiselle.

We can't help you.

The train goes through his

section. It's up to him.

Don't you have copies of 'em?

Excuse me for taking your time.

I respect you for

what you are doing.

I hope none of you will be harmed.

- She's a nice lady.

- What happened to Bernard?

I had a cup of coffee with

him early this morning.

They came into the yards and

picked him up, with some refugees.

I saw the whole thing.

They just came into the

yards and picked him up.

I thought we came here to talk

about the armament train.

It's a big one, huh, Labiche?

When does it leave?

9:
15 tomorrow morning, on the dot.

They must be desperate

to risk a daylight run.

Tell me the schedule.

It'll arrive at the yards

at Vaires by 9:
45.

Five minutes to switch on the armored

engine and pick up the antiaircraft crews.

It should be on its way by ten

minutes of ten, no later.

It would be nice if it were

delayed for ten minutes.

British planes will hit the yard at

Vaires tomorrow morning at 10:00.

Saturation bombing.

If the train was in the

yard at that time...

Ten minutes? It won't be easy.

Can you do it?

- At the moment, I'm not sure how.

- That's up to you.

The planes will bomb

at exactly 10:
00.

Will the train be there or not?

We'll have it waiting.

I wonder where he'll be at 10:00.

Where I'd like to be.

In his office.

- I don't like it.

- Who does?

I mean the art train.

If the Germans want it so much,

maybe we should do something.

Forget the art train. We'll

have enough to do tomorrow.

Which reminds me, I'll need another

engineer for the art train.

- I'll have to give it to Papa Boule.

- Papa Boule?

- Not Papa Boule!

- I have no choice. Who else is there?

It's an easy run. The train

doesn't leave till dark.

It'll be in Germany by morning.

See you later.

Don't just slap the oil

on anywhere, damn it!

Look where the hell

you're putting it.

This machine was running

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