Black Book Page #3

by the SS.

Some time, we'll get back

to them, Ellis.

five month later

Ellis, come here.

We need a substitute.

Could you be a replacement.

Work is work.

-Even if it's dangerous?

What do I have to lose?

Your life.

She'll travel with me tomorrow?

-Yes.

The new courier, Ellis

I am Hans.

-Ellis.

Have a seat.

Ok, everybody knows the procedure.

The group Kuipers handles the technical side.

Hello.

-Hello.

.. we as KP will give cover.

At what time he'll arrive?

-7:
30

Wind direction?

-North-north-west.

Then you'll take the lead, Joop:

south-south-east

Red.

-You stay at 200 metres, Kees.

No further:
I am not Jesse Owens.

Blue, Kees.

-And I give the signs.

Any further questions?

Then pass on the gin.

And what's my job in this boys club?

You can play my fiancee.

Just kissing around somewhat.

You'll be playing a couple.

So the krauts won't be paying attention.

Just kissing? That's all?

Boys.

To the queen.

To Wilhelmina, Tim.

You old communist.

Cheers.

One minute to go. Let's begin.

Okay, can you take this?

Chocolate.

Haven't had this for 2 years.

Ellis, you'll be carrying this tomorrow. Be

careful, there's radio equipment in there.

Music, nice.

Are we going to swing?

A transmitter receiver.

I am going to plant a microphone in

the head office of the SD.

But that's heavily guarded, right?

-I am a maintenance technician at the phone company.

The krauts need us all the time.

I can walk in and out, no problem.

Everything's prepared. I was

just waiting for this.

Is my stuff in there too?

-Here.

I can't take this across the street.

'Handle with care' it says.

There's still some suitcases left in the office.

Start loading up, guys.

Hands up.

Don't move.

Oh my god, we took 5 lives.

What have we done?

It was them or us, Theo.

Let's load up, we have to leave.

I'll check outside.

Goddamn. He's such a cold one, Hans.

He's a top marksman.

-And if he had missed...

He never misses. Hans was the

best marksman of Pro Patria.

What's that?

-A student shooting club.

THE student marksman club.

Hans, Maarten and me were members.

And we work together for helping the jews.

Hans is great, he'll get you through anything.

No Kraut to be seen.

They were working on their own.

Take off their uniforms.

We can use everything.

We'll have to them a christian burial.

Oh yeah?

There are lots of deep holes here, Theo.

You can throw'em in there by yourself.

That's my gun. What did you think.

What did you think, I was thinking?

Check. Keep your ID's ready.

We're in love right?

Well.. here it goes.

Open all suitcases.

I'll shoot. You pull the emergency brake.

Leave the train and run. Can't think of anything else.

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