The Captive Heart Page #5

'cause your name isn't Mitchell!

Come on, what are we waiting for?

Let's get it over with!

Stop it!

If you have anything to say,

you better say it quick.

It's a long story, and...

You wouldn't believe a word of it.

You're dead right,

we wouldn't!

Shut up!

Go on, spill it.

I'm not a German.

I'm a Czech.

A Czech in British

officer's uniform?

That's bloody likely!

I'm in charge here.

Shut up, and that's an order!

Go on.

I escaped from

a German concentration camp.

I got through to France,

and I took this uniform

and the identity card

from Mitchell's dead body.

It was my only chance if

the Germans caught up with me.

If that's the truth,

why didn't you tell us at once?

Would you have believed me

any more than you do now?

Besides, I have more to fear

from the stool pigeons than you have.

You've no proof of your story.

None. How could I have?

How do you come to speak such

perfect English and German?

My father was at the Czech embassy

in London after the last war.

I spent my childhood there.

German is a sort of second

language in Czechoslovakia.

I became professor of English

at Prague University.

I'm not much of a soldier, I'm afraid.

What were you talking about

to that guard just now?

Oh, I was trying to get

a chess set for David Lennox.

Achtung! Achtung!

All British prisoners

will parade at once.

You may get proof

of my story after all.

How?

The civilian. His name's Forster.

- Gestapo.

- How do you know?

For a time, he ran

the concentration camp I was in.

You think he'll recognize you?

Well, if he does,

he'll do your job for you.

- Achtung! Achtung!

- Come on.

All British prisoners

will parade at once.

Stand your men at ease, please.

Stand at ease!

Gentlemen, I present to you

Herr Forster... the foreign office.

Gentlemen...

For the time being,

all communications

between Germany and England

are at a standstill.

Your letters, therefore,

cannot leave this country.

To keep you informed, however,

our news bulletins will be

broadcast to you in English.

And as you cannot hope

to receive news from home,

arrangements have been

made for you

to broadcast messages

to your next of kin.

Will all those

who wish to avail themselves

of Herr Forster's offer,

take 3 paces forward!

You are the senior British officer?

Yes.

Are your men afraid that this is

some sort of propaganda trick?

Well, it's just possible.

As you wish.

Your name?

- Mitchell.

- Mitchell?

You are the officer acting

as hospital interpreter.

Yes.

I understand you speak

almost perfect German.

That's rather unusual

for an Englishman.

Is it?

I wonder why your face

seems familiar.

I have many friends in England.

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