The Midwife

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THE LAPLAND WAR:

GERMANS HAVE BEEN IN CONTROL -

OF THE LAPLAND FRON IN FINLAND SINCE 1941.

IN AUTUMN 1944, FINLAND SIGNS

AN ARMISTICE WITH THE SOVIET UNION.

ONE OF THE CONDITIONS IS

THAT THE FINNS FORCE OUT -

THE GERMAN TROOPS

FROM FINLAND BY MID-SEPTEMBER 1944.

OCTOBER 1944

THE OPERATION IS STILL IN PROGRESS.

THE NUMBER OF GERMAN TROOPS

REMAINING IN FINLAND IS ABOUT 200 000

THE CIVILIAN POPULATION

IS LEFT DEFENSELESS.

IFJORD, ARCTIC OCEAN - NORWAY

26.9.1944

I am a midwife, by the grace of God -

and I write these lines to you,

Johannes.

I feel you are alive somewhere.

I feel it.

In this world of imperfection and

sinners I am guilty of many things.

But not of lack of love.

I shall do as agreed and wait

for you at the Dead Man 's Cabin.

I will wait, even if! die.

I love you forever.

Take the pistol. It's loaded.

Shoot the prisoners.

That's the price for the trip.

Shoot the prisoners, damned Finn!

Shoot the prisoners!

Shoot!

Shoot the prisoners!

Shoot!

Stand there!

-Brothers in arms!

Back into the sea!

Faster!

Faster!

Is this where you want to die,

you silly girl?

Forgive me, Johannes.

Forgive me if I lack the strength.

THE MIDWIFE:

Forgive me if I die.

KOHTAKONGS I BORIS GLEB

PETSAMO - FINLAND, 15.6.1944

SIX MONTHS EARLIER

The phone works again.

You need to go to Nkkl'.

-I'm not welcome there.

Will you manage now?

-We know you.

You despise your foster mother

for helping women.

I've said:

Go to Aune Nkkl when you

need the Devil's work done.

I don't kill children,

they are gifts from God.

Don't try to be better

than the others.

Wildeye.

The crap of a truck's stuck,

I need to get home quick!

We been waiting for you, stepsister.

Why can't she midwife

the one daughter she has?

Lissu's calving now -

and you bloody marsh waif will help.

Believe me, girl? Do you?

With 200,000 Germans

loping in the fields -

maidens lose their virtue

and men their cattle.

We'll push the truck off

and get down to business.

Wehrmacht rocks the truck.

What's up, Wildeye?

Red bastard!

Shut your trap, Jaakkima.

No stutterer badmouths

my stepsister.

Heil Hilter to you.

Need to get back home.

The midwife,

she's coming to help us.

Give me the horn.

It's bottom-down.

Sister! I've never...

Never let anyone do it from behind.

Someone's schtupped this Skolt -

and God it wasn't.

Shut up, Keskimls.

You! Water, quickly.

Heavens above!

Lispetti birthed a negro.

Dammit. Saw a negro once

at a fair with a crocodile.

Now this negro's stuck it

in the wrong place.

You shut up, too.

Can you believe it?

My own daughter shames me so.

An actress,

she was a supposed to be.

The new Greta Garbo.

They should both die.

The mother and the kid.

-Looks like a live one.

Into the bog.

It won't see tomorrow.

Smells healthy, too.

Being born with fur

helps in the North.

The years will strip it off.

-What lies are you writing?

What a crock of lies!

-An official document.

What? -A birth certificate.

Hell, no!

Evening. I came to take

photographs for our chronicle.

In here.

Will you pose for the photo, too?

Bloody hell. Now this, too.

A photographer to witness this shame.

Not aloud! He speaks Finnish.

His mother's Finnish.

This man,

filmmaker Johann Angelhurst.

Wants to interview you

for a magazine. -Why?

You're a midwife,

a strong woman of the new era.

Germany needs them. Finland, too.

Everyone's shagging

and panting in heat here.

And I go round

these shitty hovels.

Dear God. If you give me that man

and take me away from here -

I will never ask you

for anything more.

I am ready to die anywhere but here.

Lispetti will try to screw that one.

What's he filming for?

That's the strangest thing.

He just films.

Asked me to pose, too. But hell, no.

I said yes.

Hurry up then. He's leaving.

Where's he going?

The Titovka Camp, tomorrow.

Still here, Wildeye?

In this den of sin?

Isn't this the house you visit

when you need something?

This is the house where

friends get coffee, the enemies lead.

This time, coffee.

How is it with you,

Pietari's daughter?

Need to work at the camp. Titovka.

Why are you talking crazy?

Your father thought we can do

what we want. Became a saboteur.

Got himself killed!

You want that?

-Why ask it here?

Things like that are done

in Rovaniemi.

They won't take me.

They will check and find out -

about father, and other things.

-Poor girl, scab nose.

You want to screw that Fritz?

Forget him.

Help me, stepbrother.

-I can't.

You can. You can fix it.

I wont. It's no place for humans.

Anything's better than now.

Haven't you had enough

of bombs and death here?

I know what happened to Lissu's kid.

What's that? An eagle took it.

I know where you buried it. I gave

it a proper burial. I can show you.

Shut your trap, Wildeye.

Are you stupid enough

to want to go to the camp?

You'll die there, come the armistice.

L am.

Sh*t. I'll fix it, then.

TITOVKA LABOUR (AMP

THE SOVIET UNION, 13.6.1944

127 KM EAST OF THE FINNISH BORDER

Promise to tell me if you see Heta?

Yes, yes.

Been looking for her

all through the war.

DO NOT FEED:

THE PRISONERS OF WAR

Drive in, bootlegger.

Don't hit anything.

Try to look like -

you've worked in camps like this.

What the fug-arse are those?

-My things.

You're not going to a spa, you fool.

Leave them be.

Or they'll know we've been lying.

Two ducks, one's dancing -

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