01x03 - Nothing but Blue Skies

[bunniefuu]

[people chattering]

- Mademoiselle, welcome back.
- Thank you.

We are leaving Paris soon,
as you may know.

The Allies have reached
the outskirts of Paris.

So I've heard, yes.

I will miss seeing you.
But it will be good to be home.

It always is.

Spatz.

You left me there. Where are you going?

[breathes deeply]
It's no longer safe for me here.

I need to go into hiding.
The Allies are coming.

You have to tell Schellenberg,
Winston wasn't even in Madrid.

You'll have to tell him that yourself.

- Be careful.
- Spatz, wait.

[Christian] Hervé,
I did what you told me to do,

but all of my requests for information--

They h-- They have all been rejected.

I'm not hopeful we can locate her,
Christian.

We failed to disrupt the train route,
but I-- I have an idea.

- [Christian] What?
- Money, bribes, um,

buying off a n*zi here in Paris
before they leave.

- But... [stammers] ...bribes...
- [person] Here, take this.

...could get Catherine k*lled.

It's different at the camps.

Um, there's more opportunity,
more people to approach.

[stammers] Is there anyone at the camps
that you know that can help us?

Talk to your couture friends, hmm?
Lelong stayed open, didn't he?

The Nazis must be good at something
besides buying expensive dresses.

[n*zi officer, distorted]
How talentless are you?

[distorted] It is her first time.
Do you understand the importance?

[distorted] Go warn your sister.

[person speaking French]

[Christian] There's only one name I need.
She was the girlfriend of the n*zi.

[Lucien] In this register,

you should be able
to search for them by date.

[sniffs] I believe that was early June,
if I'm not mistaken.

[Christian] Yes. Okay, here we go.

[clears throat, mumbles]

Christian, I should burn those documents.

You must understand that all the work
we did for or with Nazis,

we did so that we could survive.

My hope is that her boyfriend, the n*zi,

may know somebody to bribe

or somebody who knows
where the prisoners are, or...

You know,
it occurs to me we know someone else

who has some experience in those matters.

Who?

Chanel.

Chanel can be very treacherous.

[inhales sharply] Oh, yes.

Yes, I'm aware of that. Huh.

"Beatrice Schmitt.


[door opens, shuts]

[doorbell rings]

- [Beatrice] Monsieur Dior?
- I'm sorry to come unannounced,

but I need your help.

The-- The n*zi you were with at the ball,
I need to reach him.

- What do you need Franz for?
- Catherine was taken. I need to find her.

I need somebody with n*zi connections.

Taken where?

I don't know.

- [sighs]
- Please. There must be something--

The w*r is ending. When the Nazis
are defeated, the camps will be liberated.

- It's best to just wait.
- No. No, no, she won't make it.

I'm sorry.

I'll find money.

[sighs] Okay, Franz is a businessman,
a black marketeer,

but it will cost you to bribe him.

Whatever the price,
whatever it is, I will pay it.

[breathes shakily] Okay.

[stammers] I will try to reach him,
and I will pray. But-- [breathes shakily]

Monsieur Dior, from what I have heard,

those that go to the camps
don't come back.

Ever.

You need to bring
as much money as you can.

[phone rings]

[Reverdy] Coco, it's Pierre Reverdy.

I'm calling in every favor
to tell the Resistance

to keep your name off the list.

[Coco] List?

[Reverdy] Come and see me.
I'm sending a car for you.

- [siren wailing]
- [expl*si*n]

[breathing shakily] This is insane.

- That fighting right there.
- [expl*si*n]

I'm supposed to meet with Pierre Reverdy.

- Oh, God. It's not safe here.
- [explosions continue]

I-I've been ordered to keep you here.

How long am I supposed to wait for him?
It's not safe here.

You drive me here,
we're waiting and waiting and w--

The Nazis are arresting anyone
after curfew.

You know what? Please shut the f*ck up.

[car approaching]

- [car engine stops]
- [car door opens, closes]

[Coco] Pierre? [breathes sharply]

Thank God, it's you.

- Pierre. [whimpers]
- [Reverdy sighs]

There is a list written up
by the Resistance,

a list of n*zi collaborators,

and your name will go on it.

What? [stammers] Why?

You know why.

I've done nothing.

What proof do they have?

The Resistance doesn't need proof.

Once you are on this list,
they will come for you.

They will come for you and arrest you,
and they could k*ll you.

Your only way out is
to make yourself useful.

How?

By giving me someone
in German high command,

an officer who's got some information
on n*zi troop deployments.

[breathes shakily] Believe me, Pierre...

[stammers] ...I don't know anyone.

I'm a commander in the Resistance now.

I can help you if you give me someone.

That's why I brought you here.

[inhales sharply] I can't-- I can't.
[breathing shakily]

You must.

And for your sake...

make it soon, darling. Very soon.

- [soldiers clamoring]
- [n*zi officer] Yeah, all of those ones.

- Thank you.
- Pleasure, madame.

[n*zi officer] Yeah, don't leave anything
behind. Must take everything.

Your orders were to take everything here.
That's all. That's all.

ELEVATOR

They have broken it, mademoiselle.

Ugh, g*dd*mn it.

- [n*zi officer 2 groans, speaks German]
- [n*zi officer] Let's go. Let's go.

- [door opens, slams]
- Coco?

- [Coco] Oh, my God.
- Are you all right?

[sighs] It's chaos down there.

Where were you? We-- We were worried sick.

There was a bit of business
I had to take care of.

N-Nothing to concern you, André.

Business? Now, Coco?

[stammers] The Allies are gathering.

There's gonna be fighting in the streets.
We-- [grunts] We need to prepare.

The Baron and I are doing what we can to
make certain we're all safe here in Paris.

Let me help.

André, you need to get healthy
in case worse comes to worst,

and we need to go South.

You could barely stand up just
a few weeks ago.

The Baron's right. [breathes heavily]

Your daughter needs you.

Go, be with Gabrielle.
Make sure she doesn't worry.

- We'll take care of the rest.
- I promise.

[sighs] I'm not content,
uh, sitting on the sidelines...

[breathes sharply] ...but I--
I do trust you both.

- We'll go through this together. Hmm?
- [André] Okay.

[Coco breathing heavily] Go.

- [André] Uh, I owe you my life.
- [Baron] It's okay.

You look absolutely dreadful.

And I look better than I feel.

[sighs]

Were you with Spatz?

No, I-- I haven't seen him
since he went into hiding.

The Allies will be here within days.

I think that's why Pierre
brought me to see him.

Reverdy?

He said the Resistance is preparing
a list of n*zi collaborators.

Are we... [sighs] ...in trouble?

Which side am I on again, Baron?
Remind me.

On the winning side.

I need to find someone valuable,
prove my allegiance.

And if I do, he'll keep me off the list.

Well, if Reverdy is threatening you,

I've done far worse things.

Who do they want from you?

It doesn't matter.
I have no one to give him.

I hate to tell you,
but we've got another problem. [sighs]

Schellenberg. [sighs]

I've received orders
he wants to see you in Berlin.

Did you hear what I just said?
They suspect me of collaborating.

I can't possibly go to Berlin.

It's not an invitation. It's an order.

No. Tell him I can't.

[stammering] Tell him you can't find me.

[scoffs] You live at the Ritz... [chuckles]
...and the Nazis are still in control.

But only for a few more days, then--

Schellenberg gets what he wants.
He'll have you arrested.

This man. This g*dd*mn man.

Cristó, I'm--
I'm sorry to ask this, but I--

I-- I need money.

I might be able to get some money together
in the next week or two.

Oh, no, that's, uh-- [stammers]
It's too long.

- No, I'm-- No, I'm desperate now.
- No, no, Christian, Christian.

Wait.

You need to be thinking clearly.

- [Christian sighs]
- I don't want to see you get hurt.

- Take a moment with me. Hmm?
- Yeah. [sighs]

Look, I have this to share.

Sit with me, please.

This rare morsel was given to me
by a neighbor.

She slipped it to me on my birthday.

[chuckles]

A bit of Swiss chocolate.

- Half for you, half for me.
- [chuckles]

[clicks tongue]

To the end of this n*zi awfulness
and their pointless, hopeless w*r.

To the end of the end of the end.

To the bells,
the bells in all the churches.

All the bells in Paris,
ringing on the day of our liberation.

- To the bells.
- [breathes sharply, chuckles]

[bites]

- [moans]
- [chuckles]

[chuckles]

Oh, thank God.

I wish I had more to offer you
than chocolate,

but all that is left is
a few bits of fabric.

[sighs]

I am sorry. I so wanted to help.

Maybe I could go tonight
and take some fabric from Lelong.

- [birds chirping]
- [sheep bells dinging]

[sheep bleating]

[dog barking]

- [barking continues]
- [person shouting in German]

[clamoring]

CONCENTRATION CAMP
RAVENSBRÜCK

- [yelps]
- [guard] Can you stand? Can you stand?

- [Catherine] Yes! [panting]
- [guard] Then stand! Move it!

- Go, move it!
- [groans, pants] It's only my ankle.

- [g*nsh*t]
- [grunts]

[gasps, panting]

[guard] Move!

- [guard speaking German]
- [people clamoring]

- [guard, in English] Move!
- [pants]

[snorts]

- [knocks]
- [door opens]

- [Walter] Yes.
- [drawer opens]

[guard] Frau Chanel und Baron Vaufreland.

Yes.

[chuckles]
Charming to see you again, mademoiselle.

- You may go now, Baron.
- Uh, sir...

- [stammers] ...I'd prefer that--
- Ja, ja, ja.

- You may go now.
- As you wish, sir.

[Walter sighs] May I take this?

I am so jubilant you decided
to come to visit me, mademoiselle.

Is that the right word? Would you use it,
or is "jubilant" too formal?

It's a bit formal.

[breathes sharply] I have something
I've been wanting to show you.

Do you see this?

Your bookshelf?

There's something fantastic hidden.

Ask me what it is. Go ahead.

- Ask you--
- Yes, fantastic.

A windowless,
soundproof interrogation chamber.

My design.

- You had no idea, did you?
- [chamber opens]

- That it's there?
- [chamber closes]

And this desk? What do you think of it?

It's my design too.
I guess we are both designers, yes?

So there's something in--
Hidden behind that as well?

[clicks tongue, sighs]

It's fitted with machine g*ns
here and here,

which I can fire
at the touch of that button.

- Oh.
- It was finished two days ago.

Would you care to see them sh**t?

- sh**t?
- Yes.

But w-won't you ruin
your... [chuckles] ...office?

Oh, they would fix it.

Now, does anyone in your world
have something like this?

- My world?
- Ah, you know,

- the rich, famous and beautiful, like you?
- [sighs]

- Sir, I-- I don't believe so.
- [sighs] "Sir."

You must stop calling me "sir."

Call me "Walter."
Or better yet, "Commander."

Commander.

I want you to be safe here in Berlin
with me.

And we could act upon our mutual fondness
for one another.

Imagine us arm in arm
at an abendgesellschaft?

- What? A what? A wh--
- A soirée.

But... [stammers] ...I need
to go back to Paris.

- I need to return to Paris.
- And now you make me want to hurt you.

- Walter, uh--
- Life in Paris will soon turn very ugly.

Only with me here in Berlin
will you be safe.

Well... [stammers] ...I can't leave Paris.

Why do you hesitate?

Well, Paris is my-- is my life.
It is-- It is my home, my work, my life.

Your life? Oh. [inhales sharply]
Is it because of Spatz?

Because you do know that was not real.
It was his job to seduce you.

- His job?
- Yes.

I sent him to France
to court the elite women of Paris

to get secrets and intelligence.

But I d-- I don't know anything of value.

Are you aware that
he is happily married here in Berlin?

He's married?

And do you know that you were

- one of eight women for him?
- [knocks]

Commander,
you must attend to the briefing.

Yeah. Send them in.

[sighs]

I promise you I will conduct this meeting
as quickly as possible,

so that we may continue this conversation
and further develop our future plans.

[knocks]

[door opens]

Please.

- Get me out of here.
- [door opens]

[Baron]
Didn't Schellenberg demand you to stay?

[Coco] I finally know what I need to do.

Contact Reverdy.

- [guard 1] Next.
- [guard 2] Family name?

- [dogs barking]
- [scissors snipping]

[guard 2] Very good. Spell it.

Family name?

[guard 1 speaking German]

- [in English] Family name?
- [guard 2] Family name?

Uh, Dior.

Spell it.

- D-I-O-R.
- [guard 2] Family name?

[people clamoring]

- [dogs barking]
- Given name?

Catherine.

- [stamp clicks]
- Go... [speaks German]

[in English] Family name?

- [dogs barking]
- [person screaming]

- [guard 1] Family name?
- [screaming continues]

[bang]

- [guard 2] Family name?
- [guard 1 speaking German]

[people crying, clamoring]

[barking continues]

[guard 2] Family name?

[guard speaks German]

[Catherine grunts]

[scissors snipping]

There's someone I can give you, but I need
to know if his capture guarantees

that I'm never on that list.
[breathes shakily]

I can't guarantee anything.

How high up is he?

Hans von Dincklage.

Spatz?

He reports directly to Berlin
to Commander Walter Schellenberg.

We've been trying to find and arrest him
for weeks.

If you lead us to Spatz,
that should help you significantly.

And you must also protect
Baron de Vaufreland from being arrested.

I thought he only dealt with the Nazis

- to help with your nephew.
- No, he saved his life. I owe him.

I'll do what I can.

Where is Spatz now?

In hiding.
But... [stammers] ...I can find him.

I'll let you know once I do.

Christian, my love, don't do it.

If Lelong finds out,
your career will be over.

And you know it's not easy to find work.

I have no choice.

I'll wait till it's late,
and there's nobody left in the building.

Be careful.

[sighs]

- [officers marching]
- [vehicle approaches]

[officer shouting German]

[officer speaks German]

[marching fades]

- [door opening]
- [seamstresses chattering]

[seamstress] All right, see you.

- [seamstress 1] I can walk with you.
- [seamstress 2] Yes, let's go together.

[seamstress 3] See you tomorrow?

[clears throat]

[Lucien] Christian.

You are working tonight?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Didn't realize you were here.

I'm minding the atelier.

I fear people will break in
and steal what little we have.

I'm sorry, I--

[stammers]
I need something to barter for Catherine.

So I was taking your fabric.

Just a moment.

Take this one as well, Christian.
This should have some value.

Find your sister
and then afterwards come back

and make the house
of Lelong a success once more.

Good luck.

Reverdy says he'll keep us off the list
if we give him Spatz.

[sighs]
Are you sure he will honor his word?

Yes.

Can you find Spatz?

[breathes shakily]
I can get him a message.

Tell him I want to meet.

Have him contact me.

- [knocks]
- [Christian whispers] It's Christian Dior.

- Have you spoken to Franz yet?
- [Beatrice groans]

[whispering]
Do not come back until we send for you.

Write down your address.

It's not safe now.
The city is going to be invaded.

- You have money?
- I can pay.

If I have any kind of information,
we will contact you.

Anton.

This kid here,

he will come to your address
and tell you where to meet me.

Just you. No one else.

You want to know where your sister is?

You are asking the impossible.
But I'll do what I can.

[Beatrice whispering] We want
to help you. We want to help Catherine.

[Franz whispering]
Make sure you bring the money.

- [g*nshots, explosions]
- [people shouting in distance]

These were just brought up.

Oh, thank you, Madame Domenger.

- You're welcome.
- Thank you.

[Spatz] Convent of the Annunciation.
Expecting you. Monsieur Lang.

Is Mr. Lang here?

Yes. Come in.

HONOR AND COUNTRY

[Spatz exhales sharply]

[Spatz inhales deeply]

[clears throat] Madrid was a disaster.

Yes, it was.

[Spatz] Elsa.

I knew the minute I met her
she couldn't be trusted.

- You left me there to fend for myself.
- No. No, no, I didn't.

I waited for you outside that hotel
in Madrid, hoping to see you.

But all I saw was British special forces...
[blows] ...storming the place.

And I feared they were looking for me.
And if they'd caught me...

- it would have been worse for you.
- But you made it. And here you are now.

[inhales sharply] Yeah. For now.

- You abandoned me.
- [clicks tongue]

I had no choice.

[inhales sharply]

[sighs] Coco.

[whispers] You abandoned me.

Can you forgive me?

- Who's that?
- [Christian] Did Franz send you?

Here. You are to go here, sir. Will you?

What time?


Will you go?

Yes. You'll tell them, "Yes."
You'll tell them, "Yes."

Yes, what?

- [Anton] And bring the money, yeah?
- Yes. Go, go. Tell them I will be there.

Yes, what?

[Hervé] I want to make sure you stay
inside. The city will be on fire tonight.

You can't trust these people.
They just want your money, Christian.

That's all they want.
They-- They'll rob you or worse.

You're the one who told me
to bribe somebody, Hervé.

- Now, I have no other options.
- Okay, okay. I'll come with you then.

No, that's not going to work.

What's the address?

[sighs] They're expecting me alone.

I said, what's the address?

Listen... [stammers] ...we don't believe
a word they are telling you.

- They are expecting me alone.
- I know how to handle this.

They want you alone with your money.
Don't be foolish.

I know how to talk to these people.
What's the address?

I know where it is.

They could easily rob you,
and no one would ever know.

[whispering] We haven't much time.
I'm leaving Paris tonight.

Come with me.

Tonight?

I have papers. I can get them for you
and a route out of France.

To where?

To safety, Coco. Come with me.

[breathing shakily]

Where are we going?

[sighs] I'll tell you
when we're out of France.

No, tell me.
Tell me now. [breathes shakily] Tell me--

- Don't you trust me?
- [breathing shakily]

Not so much.

[whispering] Coco.

Pack what you can't live without
and be back as quickly as you can.

- Please don't leave without me.
- I won't.

Come on.

- You said you'd come alone.
- [Franz] I am leaving.

No, no. Please, please, please, please.

You don't change the plan.
Who the hell is this?

Who the f*ck are you?

Uh, don't wo-- Don't worry about him.
Please, please.

Stop it. Stop.

[Christian] Look.

I have payment. I have payment.
[breathes shakily]

Where's the money? What is this?

This is the finest si-silk. This is--
This is more valuable than francs.

Is this a joke?
Where is the f*cking money?

- You have actual money, show it to me.
- I have some. I have some money,

but this is fabric from Maison Lelong,
and it is-- [stammers]

This is more valuable than gold.

Please, Franz. Just tell him.
Take the silk. We can go.

And if you would like some more,
I will get it for you.

Mr. Dior, your sister has been seen
at Ravensbrück.

Is that a town?

A work camp north of Berlin.

Mostly women and political prisoners.
Horrific conditions.

Concentration camp.

A work camp, not an extermination camp.

You sure about this, hmm?
You have confirmation?

My contact said he had a Catherine Dior
there for processing.

- Processing?
- Yes, that is all I know.

You said processing.

That's a code for the barbaric treatment
prisoners get upon arrival.

Some are processed straight
to their graves.

Is Catherine still alive?

I don't know.

[sniffs] How much would it be,
um, to find out?

Whatev-- Whatever the price is,
I don't mind. I will-- You name--

Name the price. Please, just tell me.
How-How much?

I will need a lot more money.

I'm sorry, Christian.
[whispering] I'm sorry.

Tell me, Franz, what did you do
for the Reich to survive?

This and that.

Hmm?

And you?

- Stop it. Stop, please. Just--
- What about me? I wasn't in the Reich.

I didn't betray my country.

- How did you survive the occupation, huh?
- [Beatrice gasps]

I'm French. I fought for four years,
you f*cking ass.

Please, wait, wait. We will go.

- Please, stop.
- Hervé.

- Come on, sh**t me if you want.
- Hervé.

We will both die here.

- [g*nsh*t]
- [exclaims, breathes heavily]

[screaming]

No! [screams]

- [screaming continues]
- [screams] No! [sobs]

[sobs]

This piece of sh*t was never going to
bring her back.

- [Beatrice crying]
- He was helping us!

She's gone. Did you hear what he said?
Did you hear what he said? She's gone.

She's in a f*cking work camp
in n*zi Germany. She's not coming back.

[sobbing] Franz wanted to help you!

[whimpering] Franz wanted to help.

[sobbing, screams]

[thunder rumbling]

[insurgents chattering]

- [insurgent 1] Let's go.
- [insurgent 2] Ready.

[Baron] I have my regrets, you know.

As do I. We all do.

But we must press on. Hmm?

[Hervé, echoing] This piece of sh*t
was never going to bring her back.

[Christian, echoing] He was helping us!

[Hervé, echoing]
She's gone. Did you hear what he said?

Did you hear what he said? She's gone.

She's in a f*cking work camp
in n*zi Germany. She's not coming back.

I don't know how you do it.
You're better at it than me.

[chuckles] Better?

To choose a path forward,
you must leave another behind.

Vive la France. [chuckles]

And vive la Coco, my dear Baron.

Hmm.

[insurgents muttering]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[Reverdy] He's not here.

It's not possible. He must be there.

It's empty. I told you, he's not here.
I can't protect you anymore.

Did you ask the nuns? [stutters]
He's waiting for me. He promised to wait.

I'm sorry, dear. Your name is on the list.

They will have to arrest you now.

Pierre, wait! Wait--

Is Reverdy coming after us?

Spatz fled without me.

[sighs] We have to leave.

He promised he'd wait for me.

- I'm gonna get my car.
- He betrayed me.

You were turning him in.

I can't believe it. I-- [sighs]
I'm actually leaving Paris.

Oh, my-- [gasps] My boutique.
My reputation. [inhales deeply]

Your life is more important.

[whimpers]

If I'm leaving,
it's a complete admission of my guilt.

Pack a bag.
Meet me in the street behind the hotel.

Coco, please.

Yes, all right. I will.

- [breathing heavily]
- [door closes]

When my father was arrested
at the start of the w*r,

I ran everywhere seeking him.

A kind of madness consumed me.

I can't stop trying to save her.

[knocking]

[Christian] Now, who could that be?

[patrol officers chattering in German]

[clears throat]

- Christian.
- Cristóbal.

I have been thinking
what other options we have.

I have been trying to reach Coco Chanel.

[clicks tongue]
Her nephew was in the army.

He was captured and then arrested
in a German prison for four years.

I don't understand.

Chanel has connections with the Nazis.

[Coco laughs, distorted]

And she used them
to get her nephew released.

[patrol officers chattering continues]

[knocking]

- [café owner] Yes?
- Please, can I use your phone?

- [café owner] Yes.
- [Baron] Thank you.

[rotary dial turning]

You know her. You have worked for her.

She hates me. She despises me.

You must go see her.

She's at the Ritz. I'll call her.

Please.

[line ringing]

[Coco] Hello?

Coco, you should be here.
You must leave now.

Yes, I'm packed. I'm coming.
Behind the hotel.

[Baron] Yes, yes. Please hurry.

[sighs]

Merci.

NO ENTRY FOR JEWS

[line ringing]

The front desk is not answering. My God.

[sighs]
This city is in absolute chaos tonight.

[line ringing]

I should go to the hotel myself. I can--
I can't sit here if there's a chance.

[stammers] It's better if he goes alone.

Your only hope is
to speak to her in person.

Be careful, eh?
It's not safe for us out there.

I'll keep trying.

- [Christian] Thank you.
- I'll let her know you are coming.

[line ringing]

- [line connects]
- Coco, it's Cristóbal.

[sighing]

- [glass shatters]
- [g*nshots f*ring]

- [slams]
- [breathes shakily] Oh, my God.

Baron de Vaufreland? You are under arrest
as an enemy of France.

You've got the wrong idea. I-- [grunts]
I'm-- I'm on your side.

I haven't done anything!
I haven't done anything! [shouts]

- We should k*ll you right here.
- Please, I beg you.

- [assailant] sh**t the piece of sh*t.
- This is all a mistake.

I know Pierre Reverdy! I know him.

[grunts] Please, please!

[grunts] Please. Please, don't. No!

[Christian] It's Christian Dior.

[Coco] Yes. I heard you were coming.

I'm sorry to come in, uh...
[stutters] ...unannounced,

but I-I-I desperately need your help.
Um, I just need a minute of your time.

My sister Catherine, she was arrested
by the Nazis. Taken to Ravensbrück.

Please, my s-- my sister-- my sister,
Catherine-- She's a kind, gentle person.

[stutters] I need to find a way
to get her out.

She-- She won't make it in there.

Um, I know that someone helped you

to get your nephew out,
someone with n*zi connections.

Who told you that?

Can you speak to them for me, please?

No, I can't.

Please... [swallows] ...forgive me.

[Christian sniffles]

Why won't you help me?

You have to understand, it's impossible.

The man who aided in the rescue
of my nephew is gone.

At best, we have to try to help ourselves.

Don't sacrifice yourself for loyalty,
Monsieur Dior.

That road leads nowhere.

I can't help you or your sister.

Find a-- a better dream.

One that you can fulfill.

If you hadn't told us the extent of
his actual involvement with Schellenberg,

he would have escaped from us.

So now I can tell the Resistance
to keep your name off the list.

My advice, Coco, let everyone know
that you embrace the Allied victory.

It's a new dawn.

May we hear
the bells ring through Paris tomorrow.

[sighs] I do hope it is finally upon us.

Good night.

Good night. [sighs]

[n*zi soldiers shouting]

[Resistance fighters] Vive la France!

- Vive la France!
- [g*nshots]

CONCENTRATION CAMP
RAVENSBRÜCK

[clamoring]

[n*zi guard] Keep moving!
You fall, you die!

[dog barking]

[bells tolling]

[people on street cheering]

[bells tolling continues]

Bravo! [kisses] Thank you.

[Coco] We love you! We love you!

For your girlfriends, your wives!
Yes. France loves you!

[sighs]

Welcome to you all.

France loves you!

[cries]

["Blue Skies" playing]