Aventure malgache Page #7

- I was still in touch with the Resistance.

- Really?

Yes, even from my small cell,

with my alarm clock pressed to my ear.

Michel never found out

about the alarm clock.

My little alarm clock!

You were just a radio transmitter

but I liked you very much.

Your murmurs were sweeter

than any lover's.

Tell me,

did Michel lose interest in you?

Oh no. It took him nine months

to come up with something.

Take the handcuffs off.

That'll be fine, leave us.

Come closer, Clarus.

See the trust I'm showing you.

It may well be the last time

we meet, Clarus.

I'd like us to talk, man to man.

Come on, a glass of rum.

It won't hurt.

I have bad news for you.

You're leaving. To the labour camp.

Trans-Saharan railway.

It's deeply regrettable, Clarus.

A man such as yourself,

to lose everything

in this whole business.

Tilting at windmills.

To end up in a forced labour camp

when you could have...

Well, I feel pity, not for you,

but to those closest to you,

all those you care about,

and that you've sacrificed.

It doesn't matter to me

if you don't believe me,

but I'd like to give you

one last chance.

I can prevent your departure.

To keep you in Madagascar,

make your five years more bearable,

let you see your family more often

and give you regular news of them.

Go on, drink.

So, the cards are on the table,

old boy.

I can cancel your departure, if...

naturally, there's an "if"...

If you tell me

where your secret transmitter is,

the operator's name,

and the code used.

So, are you going to spill the beans?

Will you come clean?

Go on, drink, it sobers you up.

The condemned man's last drink.

To your health,

rotten old hypocrite, crook.

A little overdramatic, my character

would never react in such a way.

Your character?

What are you talking about?

I'm speaking of my role, my guy.

Ha! He's pinched your Michel from you!

If you want any news of him,

I'll know who to go to.

So your only hope was for

the Resistance to break you out.

And all the boats transporting

smuggled goods.

And for the one in a million chance that

the British Navy intercepts your convoy.

One in a million chance.

Come and take a look!

On the gangway!

They're checking the horizon

with their binoculars.

Edouard, there's smoke.

There's smoke but there's no fire.

No, that's it, our friends

have sent my message.

Yeah, yeah.

Come and see.

Come and see this smoke.

Come quickly. Look carefully at it.

You see!

It's freedom that's on its way!

I'm sure that they're English boats.

And the miracle happens.

The life of Paul Clarus, Episode 9.

I persuaded the Allied Authorities

to help me create

a radio broadcast in order

to get the Madagascans

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