Edge of Darkness Page #6

Maybe there's something going on.

Something you ought to tell

your brother-in-law about.

Well?

Well, well?

Facts. Give me facts.

I'm a man who deals in facts.

I can't understand.

You're an educated man. A clever man.

A man who's been willing to take advantage

of every opportunity that came along.

Now when the greatest opportunity

of a lifetime comes along...

...you flounder like a fish out of water.

What is it? You want to be a patriot?

Well, it's men like us

who are the real patriots of Norway.

Shut your fat, evil mouth!

The polite doctor shouts.

The cultured gentleman raises his voice.

What's the matter, Martin,

holding out for a bigger price?

Hauptmann Koenig.

Good morning, Dr. Stensgard.

Herr Torgersen.

Good morning, sir. Good morning.

- It is exactly 11.

- Everything is arranged.

- The men are waiting for you.

- Excellent, Herr Torgersen, excellent.

Did you hear what he said?

"Excellent, Herr Torgersen."

And you slapped me.

There've been incidents

in this cannery in direct defiance...

...of the order

of the German high command.

Let me remind you how the order reads.

"The economic life of a country

occupied by German troops is to continue.

Everyone is to remain at his position

and continue with his work as before.

Any acts to the contrary are sabotage."

I have been lenient, heretofore.

If there are any more accidents...

...if there are any more attempts

to spoil the fish...

...such as making them unfit for

consumption by kerosene or other means...

...men will be chosen at random

and tried for sabotage by a military court.

I will impose stricter measures

on the town.

Forbid public gatherings.

Close the church.

- Tonight at the church.

Fishing will be forbidden.

The cannery will be shut down.

We got arms from the British.

We were told to wait for the day

the entire coast was armed.

We couldn't. We were betrayed.

Some quisling must have told the Germans

the guns were buried in our gardens.

They came with searching parties.

Then it started. House to house.

The men defending themselves.

What else could they do?

Possession of arms meant death anyway.

It was like a blood bath.

They offered us a truce on their terms.

We told them to go to the devil.

How were you situated?

How many of you?

A hundred and four.

One machine gun

and 2000 rounds for the rifles.

We were facing them

with our backs to the water.

On the other flank, we had a little hill

which we could keep pretty well covered.

That's how we stood

when the attack started.

About that time was when young

Olav Brande tried to launch the boat.

Olav Brande was a friend of my son.

The one who was arrested in Oslo

for cutting wires.

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