Resistance

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

The boys in "The Court" too?

The men all left Olchon.

Just the dogs.

So, what are we going to do then?

Wait for them to come back.

From where?

Do we even know where they've gone?

And the sad thing is...

...there must be a reason.

So, what are you saying Maggie?

They wouldn't be so stupid.

They're farmers!

Sarah?

Maggie's right. We should wait.

Got them all?

What is it, George?

My father.

It won't be just him.

You'll be doing more here, then

you ever could at the front.

How long before they get here?

A week...

...maybe two.

We won't be meeting like this again.

From now on, everything goes

to the drop point.

(sighs)

This is it, George.

You're on your own now.

Did you hear Will leave?

No.

What if they're not back today?

Then he'll be back tomorrow.

Radio:
"The German invasion continues

to advance north and west.

"Reinforcements are being mobilized

across the country.

"Reports indicate Swindon, Oxford, and

Bristol are all occupied by enemy forces.

"The Allied armies are counter-attacking.

"Stand fast, and on no account,

leave your homes."

Jesus, George... Stop bloody creeping

around, will you?

Sorry, Dad.

"And the counter offensives in Coventry,

and Leicester is already underway.

One thousand...

Two thousand...

Three thousand...

Click!

BAM!

BAM!

(Baby crying)

I know, Clare.

Mommy's coming... mommy's coming.

(Explosions in the distance)

It's coming closer.

If they're not back by tomorrow,

I'm going into town.

The Fisher Market. We're going then.

Writing:
"20th of October...

"Tom...

"Why didn't any of you say something?

"You should have talked to me."

Tom?

You're Sarah Lewis?

Sit down.

My name is Capt. Wolfram.

We have established an observation

post in this valley...

I... ah, take it you weren't aware that

this area is under military control.

No.

From now on, no one is to leave

or enter this valley.

We'll be here for a week, perhaps two.

Is your husband at home, Mrs. Lewis?

No.

He's up on the hill.

One of the sheep sick.

I see.

If you would tell him of my visit and

instructions, I would be eternally grateful.

Evening, Mrs. Lewis.

(A gun c*cks)

Is there a problem?

Can't give you anything.

"The civilian must do nothing...

which would be of the slightest

help to the enemy."

I ah... appreciate your concerns.

I would however, like to

remind you that...

whether your government forbids your

cooperation or not, is entirely irrelevant.

This valley is now under German control.

Now...

We must get on with our work.

Do you think it is any easier for me?

I've got a flock to look after. The pigs.

The slats on the barn to fix.

And you've got Bethan to help you.

Oh, she's inside the house.

I'll help you with the barn.

No, you've got enough, as it is.

Bethan isn't going anywhere.

I have anxieties about the man.

He knows...

...enough.

We don't even know where they are.

(Hears noise from outside)

(Knocking on a door)

I'm sorry.

It was prodded when I found him.

It was his idea to come.

My men have gone to

the other farms too.

I wrote notes for them to

give to the women.

This will make it hard for you.

Are you cold?

When did they leave you?

Your husband, and the others?

You can go now.

Mom!

Mrs. Jones?

They didn't tell you of their

plans, did they?

I... ah, have no interest in

bringing your husbands

absence to the attention

of my superiors.

I know what they will do.

Neither of us want the

Gestapo in this valley.

The Gestapo isn't all we

have to worry about.

Without the men it was much improved

to our happiness, that is.

We've come to talk to you.

You know what happens to

collaborators, Maggie, do you?

They'd be helping us, Ruth.

What if they're waiting for the

Germans to leave?

We'd be asking them to stay for longer.

With this weather?

They're stuck here whatever.

You do what you have to, Maggie.

I don't want their help.

"December 5th...

"Your all I've got, Tom.

"Let me know you're still here."

(Dogs barking)

Bless thee, oh Lord, for these,

they gifts...

...for which we are about to receive.

And look after our loved ones...

...Wherever they may be.

In Christ, our Lord. Amen.

(No audible dialog)

(Gunshot)

(Multiple gunfire all around)

(Men screaming in agony)

Mrs. Lewis!

I...

wanted to apologize.

The day of the snow skirmish, I shouldn't

have asked about your husband like that.

It wasn't my intention to upset you.

Anyway...

I'm sorry.

Good day, Mrs. Lewis.

I never thanked you...

...for helping me.

You shouldn't thank me.

You should hate me, I understand this.

What are you doing here?

Delivering messages to the valley.

I help out sometimes.

There's a backlog after winter.

The usual postman is not here anymore.

The letters.

There's no one in the in that valley now.

I thought about what you asked.

No one's to go into town.

It would be too dangerous.

We're done here, then?

Yeah...

our uniforms are wearing out.

There was a floordrobe left

at The Court, and...

Do what you like.

They're only clothes and things.

"March, 10th...

"I'll only be 27 when this is done.

"And you aren't here.

"It's weeks now since the thaw.

"No one has come into the valley.

"I had to moan about bales of precious

crops I manage to leave."

(Knock on door)

(Dog barking wildly)

Good morning.

May I come in?

I wanted to bring you this.

Why?

For your birthday.

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