The Storm

The weather forecast

until tomorrow night.

Heavy storms throughout the night,

especially on the coast.

In addition, gale force winds...

...veering from West

to North West and North.

Bleak weather with some cloud and

occasional rain, hail or snow showers.

Here is a gale warning for shipping.

Above the northern and western parts

of the North Sea...

...there's a severe storm between

north-west and north.

The storm is spreading to the southern

and eastern part of the North Sea.

The storm is expected to last all night.

As a result, at 5:30 pm,

the regions Rotterdam...

...Willemstad and Bergen op Zoom

were warned...

...to expect dangerously

high water levels.

THE STORM:

Oosterkerke, 31 January 1953

Julia, I don't have anything to wear.

I'm going like this.

-No.

-I am.

Julia, You can't! Wear this.

You really don't have anything I can wear?

-Well. Is that better?

-It is.

May I wear this?

-Can I borrow this?

-Very well.

Little Ernest...

...did it wake you?

You want Mum?

Here's Mum.

I feel like dancing.

-You won't forget to feed her at eight?

-Make sure you're home on time.

Julia, really! Henny's coming at 8:30.

-If you're not back, I'll leave.

-It's no weather for a party.

Father wants you to stay home.

We won't blow away.

We're not candyfloss.

It's awful out.

It's not just that...

Emma, 8:
30 remember?

-Can't we give her a lift?

-No.

Brass Band - 25th Anniversary

Very unseemly!

It's party time!

Go on, say it!

You're a whore!

-That's no name for a dog: "Gouda"?

-Yes, Gouda. Just watch!

Just watch this.

Sausage...

Cheese.

You see? Gouda!

-Sorry.

-What's the use of that?

-I'll take it to the cleaner's for you.

-Others always pay for your foolishness.

You mean that dress

that no longer fits you?

-At least I don't disgrace my family.

-You're too busy disgracing others.

Emma, you were going to

look after Ernest!

-Mum's babysitting.

-You know I don't want her to.

-She said it was okay.

-You don't understand!

I say! Julia.

Julia!

Yes, drop it.

It's out of hand!

-Is the phone working?

-What?

Your phone!

Den Helder Naval Base

Lieutenant Hendrickx.

What?

Telephone... It's your brother.

-Hey kid...

-Hi. I'm back...

That's great... Where are you now?

-In the harbour...

-The harbour?

-Things are getting out of hand...

-Out of hand?

The storm. Bert thinks we can't cope.

Koos? Been drinking?

That dike's lasted 100 years...

I've never seen it like this.

I'm going to mother...

...but I wanted to tell you.

In case it really goes wrong...

Julia.

Julia...

Wake up, wake up!

Come on.

Behind you!

It's out of hand.

The water...

Ernest, it's all right!

It's stopped... it's stopped.

Where is father?

He was close to the dike...

Julia, watch out!

Julia!!

Give me your hand.

We're engaged, aren't we?

More or less?

I still feel sick.

-Five weeks later?

-Yes.

You haven't heard anything?

Nowhere in Zeeland? No calls for help?

From the North Sea...

for the coastguard.

Wait.

The private phone is in the hall.

Aldo, see you next week.

Theo!

-Are you flying back?

-If I can take off.

-Can you make a detour?

-Why?

-Come on.

-What's up?

-I'm worried about my brother.

-Why?

Zeeland has gone...

-We have to go back.

-Please go south.

No one knows this...

-We have to go back.

-Believe me.

We're near my mother's house. Please...

Here...

Here...!

There! There is it.

Our house is still there!

That's her! My mother!

-Go down...

-What are you doing?

Go down, closer!

Hey...

Hold on!

-What are you doing?

-We have to warn people.

Shut the door.

Maybe it's better to stay home, Julia.

But it's Christmas!

There's enough disgrace on this family.

Wait! There!

I can see someone!

Close the door!

Wait a second.

-She won't make it.

-Wait, I have to descend.

No!

Julia.

Press hard...

Come on. Good. You can do it.

...uncircumcised in heart and ears...

...ye do always resist...

...the Holy Ghost...

-...as your fathers did.

-It's a boy...

I don't think they'll come, Julia.

WOENSDRECHT AIRBASE

Madam...

You'd be better off in bed.

Come on, I'll take you back.

Doctor...

...she won't listen.

-No... No...

-Calm...

Come on. Come.

Unfortunately we need

all the pilots we have.

Report to Captain Mulder right now

and if you fail to obey an order...

...I'll haul you in front of

a court marshal myself.

-Do I make myself clear, Lt Helmers?

-Yes, sir.

I can't decide your fate,

Lt Hendrickx. Alas.

I won't bother to say what I think

of your insubordination.

I talked to your superior, who

mentions mitigating circumstances.

...a state of emergency declared.

A car is waiting for you.

Report to your base for further orders.

Yes, sir.

Wait!

-I'm sorry it's necessary...

-Wait.

-Julia!

-She's in shock...

Can they let you free?

Give me a few minutes. I know her.

It's okay.

Stop or you'll be sedated for a week.

Ernest... my baby...

There's little chance

of reaching your house.

You have something against me?

-I didn't do anything to you?

-You could have saved him.

I didn't see it.

I had no idea where you were going.

-You could have thought.

-I saw you drowning...

...and you'd die

if I didn't get you to a doctor.

Could you give me a hand?

I can't move it.

Grab it...

One, two, yes...

Keep it straight.

Sorry, I have to get on.

You can't.

There's nothing left.

Stop!

Stop! Please! Julia.

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