Soldier of Orange Page #5

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Will you take these to Nico?

Sure.

Photos of German bunkers.

What are you up to?

Be more careful.

Scared? Your health.

Your health.

Let me go! Too late!

Take them away.

Let me go!

It's nothing to do with me.

- They must have followed me.

- Nonsense.

- Sh*t. Why me?

- Risky business.

I hope I don't talk.

- Try to escape.

- How?

No talking.

Stop!

'The traitor is Van der Zanden

in London'

Come with me.

On toilet paper!

- You're Lanshof?

- Yes.

'Yes, sir. '

I'll be courteous when you are.

Did you write this?

Yes, sir.

What did you write it with?

With sh*t, sir.

You must be mad.

This is no wa y

to apply for release.

Perhaps I didn't have a pencil.

Next time I'll have you shot.

You may go.

Where?

Home.

- You can't just let him go.

- I'm not.

He'll be followed.

Bait? A lure.

Exactly.

He might try to get in touch

with the resistance.

- Then you'll have new guests.

- We have the space.

Here, or in the dunes.

I'll leave it to you,

Obersturmfuhrer. Goodbye.

Hello. Come in.

Let me take your coat.

- It's a wonder you're home.

- That's for sure.

I stopped by a few times,

but you were always out.

- I'm back now.

- Yes, so I see.

Sit down.

It's a bit of a mess.

I was working.

- Tea?

- No, I don't have much time.

No need.

Robby is back.

Has he been away?

You know quite well.

He told me about the plane.

We can stop pretending now.

Yes. Where is he?

In The Hague.

He wants to talk to you.

Come here.

See that man?

He tails me wherever I go.

Security Police.

- Robby wants to see you.

- I mpossible.

They'd grab him too.

Alex!

A friend of yours?

Yes, and so what?

Bloody bastards.

And they call themselves Dutchmen.

How have you been?

It was touch and go.

That vet had quite a go at me

on the kitchen table.

Decent chap, though.

My transmitter is operating again.

Join us, Eric.

John is dead.

I've lost the taste for it.

You're scared.

We were betrayed by someone

called Van der Zanden.

- How do you know?

- John told me.

And he's in London.

We have to pass that on, Eric.

Go ahead.

- You really disappoint me.

- Too bad.

- I'm being watched.

- Probably.

I'm a threat to e veryone.

We'll decide that.

I'll decide for myself.

Did you see Robby?

Then we can open the curtains again.

Fine.

That chap must be wondering...

Let him.

Exciting?

It's a boy's book.

I'll be off then.

The curtains were a good idea.

The things you think of.

Here, your shoes.

Are you sure about this?

I want it to happen.

Sir...

Do you know where

Victoria Street is?

If you turn left there...

...you come to a square...

...then you turn right...

Come along.

Good day.

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