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Nr. 24 (2024)

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Nr. 24 (2024)

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"I HAVE FIVE DRAWERS IN MY MIND.

THE THREE TOP DRAWERS I OPEN ALL

THE TIME. THE FOURTH, LESS OFTEN.

I CLOSED THE BOTTOM DRAWER MAY 8TH,

1945 AND HAVEN'T OPENED IT SINCE."

[quiet breathing]

[murmur of conversation]

REPORT FROM "NO. 24"

[knocking at door]

- [man 1] Hi. We are ready.

- [man 2] Hi. Yes.

- [man 1] Can you put the mic on?

- [man 2] Yes. We'll be out soon.

- [man 1] Great, thanks.

- [man 2] Yep.

- Ready, Gunnar?

- Yeah, yeah.

I'm ready.

- [sighs]

- [man 2] Are you good?

Yeah, I'm better.

It goes after a while.

Yeah.

- Pleased to meet you. Welcome.

- Yes.

- Thank you, thanks.

- Hello, I'm Petter.

- [woman 1] Hi, welcome.

- Petter. Hi.

[whispered conversations]

- [woman 2 clears throat]

- [woman 3] Shh.

Yes, yes. Were you expecting

old folk here, huh?

Let's talk about, uh values.

[calm ambient music playing]

Are you tired yet?

This is incredible. [sighs]

What?

n*zi BOOK BURNING CAUSES

INTERNATIONAL WORRY

[man 2] Book burning?

I got a book from my father.

A guy called Langhoff,

who has written about his stay

in a German concentration camp.

They'll burn that in no time.

Concentration camp?

Yes. It says they've been detaining

folk who are against the regime.

Communists, then?

A mix of people, I think.

It's called The

Peat Bog Soldiers.

Khn has it in his bookshop.

Or I can lend you mine.

I understand they're doing that, um,

to keep the communists under control.

It's the same here as well.

Or else, I mean, it's

Moscow for us all.

You're not hearing what

you're saying, are you?

Shouldn't people be free

to say what they want?

Sure. Sure.

This is not about communism.

We should be allowed to

speak and not go to jail.

Yeah, but you get

what I mean, right?

[man 1 laughs]

No, I don't know what you mean.

Let's boil the water.

Yeah, here you go.

[present-day Gunnar] I went to the

same school as you over 70 years ago.

We lived in a democracy.

But some of us felt it

starting to tighten around us.

Does everyone here feel secure?

[chuckles] Yes, good.

I also felt most secure.

All companions of mine,

they also felt secure,

right to when we

were not any longer.

For, of course, we thought we

were living in a post-w*r state,

when we suddenly became aware

we had been living in

the interwar state.

And the Germans trooped

in the 9th of April, 1940.

They needed barely 800

soldiers to take over Oslo.

Yes, about twice as many

people are sitting here.

[ominous music playing]

[present-day Gunnar] In a w*r,

you have to figure out if you want

to accept the

situation you are in

and to embrace what's going

to become your new reality

or stand up against it

and thus risk everything.

[typing and low conversations]

[present-day Gunnar] I

continued to go to work.

But I had a hard

time concentrating.

[air-raid siren blaring]

[man 1] Everybody out!

[man 2] Come on, everyone!

[dog barking]

You're not easily

startled, are you

Snsteby?

One can feel a little

defiant at times.

And how defiant would

that be, exactly?

[men shouting in distance]

Somewhat defiant.

[siren fades]

There are a few of us who have talked

about taking a trip out to Marka.

Would you be interested

in coming with us?

[suspenseful music playing]

[speaking German]

[present-day Gunnar]

What else could we do?

We had to try to fight back.

[man 1] Snsteby. Here.

Yup.

[Gunnar] But the Germans

were already everywhere.

- [expl*si*n echoing]

- [shouting]

- [man 1] Get down.

- [man 2] What's that?

[b*mb whistles]

[man 3] b*mb!

- [man 4] Run!

- [man 5] Move it!

[man 4] Keep going!

[Gunnar] It was futile.

[g*nf*re]

Form a line! Form a line!

[g*nf*re]

- [man 4] Fall back!

- [man 5] Fall back!

Watch out!

[Gunnar] We didn't

stand a chance.

[heavy g*nf*re]

Here!

[groans]

[man 6] Move it!

[man 4] Retreat! Retreat!

Retreat!

- [man 5] Stop!

- [man 6] There'll be covering fire!

[Gunnar] We were

so damn unprepared.

[g*nf*re]

[Gunnar] And I promised myself

that I would never again be

so unprepared for anything.

I myself got pneumonia

and terrible sinusitis.

In fact, I was told not to

move for two whole years.

People say that health is

the most important thing.

PRIME MINISTER QUISLING

EXPLAINS POLITICAL PLANS.

[Gunnar] But that's not true.

Peace and freedom

trumps everything.

And after two months or so,

I met other men who

were just like myself.

[radio broadcaster]

This is London.

On days like these, there are

probably many people in Norway

who are trying to

keep their spirits up.

Or are they beginning

to lose heart?

[Gunnar] And they were Knut

Haugland, who I knew from Rjukan,

and Max Manus,

Andreas Aubert,

Gregers Gram,

and Tallak, Edvard Tallaksen.

Oh, I missed that one.

[Gunnar] Here I put my background

as an accountant to good use.

I became Erling Fjeld,

Gunnar Lier, Harald Srensen.

The bakery in Grnland,

with Reidun Andersen in charge,

became a hub for us.

It was all well we were making a

newspaper, but we wanted better.

The Norwegian government

had fled to London.

[tense music playing]

[Gunnar] I got word that

they had a representative

at the British

legation in Sweden.

NORWAY - SWEDEN

[Gunnar] I wanted to meet him.

THE BRITISH LEGATION - STOCKHOLM

[man 1] We need to build

up a network in Oslo.

[young Gunnar] All right.

But if you would rather go to

England to be trained in sabotage,

I'm certain we could

send you over there.

- Thank you, but I will stay in Oslo, sir.

- Okay.

Your codename is

Number 24.

There you go.

Your first assignment.

[dramatic music playing]

BANK OF NORWAY

[engine starts]

[music fades]

- Forfang.

- Erling Fjeld.

Ivar Thidemansen has

asked me to meet you.

Yes.

[clears throat]

So, why are you here, then?

The Norwegian government

in London has employed me

to come to you to borrow the

banknote printing plates.

You wish for a loan of our printing

plates for the Norwegian banknotes?

Yes.

Resistance work costs money,

as you can imagine, sir.

And we also need a sample

of the paper being used.

[sighs]

Hello, Miss Lberg?

Thank you for an

interesting chat.

What must I do for

you to trust me?

This meeting is over.

Miss Lberg will

show you the way out.

- [Gunnar sighs]

- Mr. Fjeld?

[tense music playing]

[Forfang] Mr. Fjeld?

Your grandchildren will

be speaking German.

What was that?

You do understand that if

action is not taken now,

your grandchildren will

be speaking German?

Here, you have a chance to stand

on the right side of history.

[Forfang sighs]

How do I know that you are a

representative of the government?

How can I be sure of that?

- You will have to trust me.

- Ah.

Easy for you to say.

If this goes wrong,

I'll get shot.

And the bank manager

and the entire board.

That goes for all of us.

[Forfang sighs]

[sighs]

If you are who you say,

then make the speaker from

London say this on the radio

the day after tomorrow.

Then I will consider the matter.

THE ETERNAL LONGING

[melancholy music playing]

- [static cracking]

- [indistinct rhythmic pattern of taps]

[rhythm repeats clearly]

[rhythm repeats]

- [static crackling]

- [rhythm repeats]

[broadcaster] This is London.

In days like these, it's

important to keep your spirits up.

Here are 16 special messages.

One. A man you can trust.

Two. A long spear in the fist.

Three.

The eternal longing.

Four. Looks like a school.

Five

[clears throat]

[church bell ringing]

I hope that you know

what you're doing.

[sighs]

You have until Thursday evening.

[tense music playing]

[driver] So, uh, where

are we going today?

[Gunnar sighs] Please

go to Kongsvinger.

- [driver] Hmm.

- I have a package to get to Sweden.

So send that, then.

It's here.

[announcer] A festive

meeting in the town hall.

National commissioner Terboven

and Minister President Quisling

were photographed together

as the company's protectors.

Under the leadership

of Captain Maxvik,

the company marched

through Oslo's streets.

[military band playing]

[announcer] Hirden's

school in Kongsvinger

has completed a soldier

training course.

Chief of State Police Marthinsen

handed out letters of appointment

to the new troop leaders

and superintendents.

That man is worse than Quisling.

Then followed by a

simple social evening.

[present-day Gunnar] Marthinsen

was head of the State Police

and also the supreme

leader of the Hirden.

He allowed his people

to t*rture Norwegians.

And the Norwegian Nazis were quite

frequently worse than the German Nazis.

I could not understand

how our fellow countrymen

could collaborate with

those who had occupied us.

It made it difficult

to know who to trust.

[tense music playing]

The government in London

needed eyes and ears in Oslo.

[soldiers marching]

[Gunnar] And I was appointed

leader of our little organisation.

[tapping]

[Gunnar] The information was collected

and then smuggled over to Sweden.

[phone ringing]

[Gunnar] And from there,

transported on to London.

But the Gestapo had now become

aware of the resistance movement

that was building up.

Our people were arrested

all over the country.

[man groaning]

[Gunnar] The Germans wanted to

get hold of those in charge.

[in German] Turn him.

[man screaming]

[door slam echoes]

[muffled screaming continues]

Why Hornbk? Why can't he

just drive to Kongsvinger?

[typing, murmur of voices]

[Tallak] Andreas

wants to talk to you.

He said that [coughs]

[whispering] He said

What was that?

[sighs]

The Germans poured boiling

oil up Kristian's rectum.

Andreas' brother.

He burned from the inside.

[melancholy music playing]

Andreas.

Condolences for Kristian.

He was outstanding.

Yes, he was.

What kind of people

would do that? Hmm?

Who does that?

All of us understand

if you want out.

Out? What are you talking about?

I want to do the hard

things. You follow?

- [Reidun] Hi.

- [Gunnar] Hello.

[Reidun] She's here.

- [Gunnar] Okay.

- [shop bell rings]

[Gunnar] Hello.

Krogh.

Gudrun Collett.

[man] Krogh?

But isn't it Fjeld?

Krogh, Fjeld, um Five

pockets, one for each man.

Then it's just a matter

of keeping them straight.

- [man laughs]

- [sighs]

[clears throat]

You fix things?

Yes. Well, you might say that.

- You need access to more apartments?

- Yes.

Why so many?

I never sleep two nights

in the same place.

[present-day Gunnar] Through Mrs. Collett,

I got access to a network of apartments.

I just followed the

logic of the Germans.

For their job was all day, every

day to methodically search,

trying to predict where we

could be found and get to us.

The Germans usually

came to get people

between four and

six in the morning.

[birdsong]

So I got up every day

at half past four.

I was out on the street

within a few minutes,

and then I usually

went into the woods

to get a few extra

hours of sleep

before heading back to the city.

- [door opens]

- [shop bell rings]

We open again in the morning.

[in German] Closed.

[in English] Thank

you so much, miss.

Ah

It's a lovely scent of baking.

Mmm.

May I?

Reidun?

[tense music playing]

[door slams]

[in German] Please.

[papers rustle]

Get the prisoners.

[guard] Next.

[in English] Do you

know who this is?

Look at him.

Next.

What about him?

I don't know.

[officer] Are you sure?

Mmm.

[papers rustle]

[footsteps shuffling]

[metal clanking]

[Reidun gasps softly]

No.

[conversations fall silent]

[door opens]

[door closes]

- [Reidun] I didn't say anything.

- Uh

Anything.

Okay.

[Reidun] I saw several of ours.

I saw Solnrdal.

I don't know how

long he can hold up.

They'll do anything

to find out your real identity.

Okay.

[suspenseful music playing]

[baby crying]

[people speaking German]

[woman] Mmm!

What are you up to these days?

[Gunnar] You don't want to know.

But, um you were given

permission for travel to Rjukan?

[crockery clattering]

Look

I

There are a lot of

people looking for me.

And there will more,

I'm inclined to believe.

And I can't quite shake the

thought that they could come and

and that they could

come here after you.

[father] You have

to do your job.

And we will do ours.

[emotional music playing]

[pats back]

- Hi, Gunnar.

- Hello.

[man] For the good cooperation between

the German and Norwegian law enforcement,

It is very important,

Mr. Marthinsen,

that we quash this

t*rror1st activity together.

Mmm. Yes.

[in German] Did you

get everything he knew?

That's impossible to know.

No, it's not. You just

have to make an effort.

They'll sing like sparrows.

- [in English] Excuse me for a moment.

- Yes, certainly.

[officer, in German] Come here.

[whimpering]

[in German] It's

chilly here, right?

What?

- [hissing]

- [prisoner groaning]

[officer, in English]

The name of your boss?

- Who is your leader?

- [moans]

His full name.

[spluttering] G Gu

[sobs]

Gunnar.

Gunnar.

- We need the surname as well.

- [prisoner gasping]

[grunting]

S Snsteby.

[panting]

- Gunnar Snsteby?

- [prisoner] Yeah.

[sobs]

[in German] There you go.

[in English] That

wasn't so hard.

[sobbing]

Apologies for the interruption.

Not at all.

[in German] But I'd say

the wait was worth it.

GUNNAR SNSTEBY

REWARD: 200 000 KR.

[birdsong]

[soldier, in German] Stop.

Papers, please.

Uh

Okay. Go on.

[door slams]

[keys jingling]

[muffled conversation in German]

[tense music playing]

[men calling out in German]

- [door slams]

- [keys jingling]

[breathing shakily]

[keys jingling quietly]

[man] Please come in, Snsteby.

Get after him!

- Stop!

- [g*nf*re]

LEUCHARS, SCOTLAND - 1943

[man 1] Just get inside and

dump them. These aren't

Idiot! Do you know

that? Leave this!

Kjakabrten.

[Gunnar chuckles]

There you are.

- Hello.

- Very good to see you.

Good to see you.

It was about time

you came out here.

Yes, but I'll go

back at the soonest.

Of course. First

things first, Gunnar.

Erling Fjeld.

Erling Fjeld.

Yes, they've asked

to speak to you.

Have they?

I tried to tell them you're

an upstanding citizen,

but they're not

going to surrender.

[officer 1] Mr. Fjeld.

[poignant music playing]

[officer 1] Just tell us

one more time, Mr. Fjeld,

why you have survived

when so many of your

contacts haven't?

[man 3] Some of us believe that

this is close to impossible.

When something is impossible,

there tends to be a few

obvious explanations.

What are you saying?

Not saying anything,

Mr. Fjeld. You tell us.

[Gunnar] I'm a thorough man.

Very few people can be thorough

on this level over time.

- What am I supposed to say to that?

- [officer 1] But you can?

Well, I'm not saying that

I'm better than anyone.

But I plan ahead all

the hours I'm awake.

- So do all the others.

- So do all the others.

- I wish that was true.

- So there's no component of luck in this?

Oh, yes. Luck and good planning.

Do you drink alcohol?

Not since the w*r started. I

find it is counterproductive.

- You don't need it to calm your nerves?

- No.

- What about women?

- What about them?

Do you like women? Some

agents prefer male company.

- [officer 1] Shocking as it may seem.

- Uh, yes, I do like women.

[officer 2] How many female

contacts have you established?

I'd say about five.

And of those, how many of

them have you slept with?

I find your questions

to be quite personal.

[officer 1] Just answer.

Zer zero women since

the w*r started.

[officer 1] I find that very

hard to believe, Mr. Fjeld.

Sorry, but I don't feel like

that's my responsibility.

[officer 2] Do you do anything

at all to calm your nerves?

Yes.

I plan and prepare, as

I already have told you.

That's the thing

that calms my nerves.

[sighs]

- [planes flying low overhead]

- [door opens]

[door closes]

[poignant music playing]

I'm sure you've had quite

enough of this room.

I apologize on behalf of my agency,

but we had to be absolutely certain.

It seems that you're one of those

rare and brilliant individualists

who's able to achieve

things that others cannot.

We're rather impressed.

I wish you nothing but the very

best of luck in your training.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[present-day Gunnar] After a few

months of training in Scotland,

I went back to Oslo.

I now felt ready to take

on bigger assignments.

But first, I was to meet the new

leader of the resistance movement,

Jens Christian Hauge.

I got hold of eggs

for breakfast.

[jazz music playing]

You can have a sip of

my husband's invention.

[Gunnar] Hmm.

He said it helps

with everything.

[sighs] So he thought.

Apart from brain tumours,

it turned out.

My, uh condolences.

Thank you.

But let's not get

lost in melancholy.

It's important to

rejoice once in a while.

[Brahms' Waltz in A-Flat

Major, Op. 39 No. 15 playing]

In spite of what is facing us.

When is he supposed to arrive?

He's coming.

[Gunnar sighs]

Do you dance?

- No.

- Hmm. [chuckles]

You mustn't forget to breathe

a little, even if it is w*r.

There'll be a time

and a place for that.

Hmm.

You mean one dance?

You won't be getting any more

food from me if you don't dance.

Yes.

[chuckles]

- Have you danced before?

- Yes, yes.

- Okay.

- Absolutely.

So you put your right

hand upon my shoulder.

- Mm-hmm.

- And the other hand here.

I will lead first. Now.

[Gunnar] Hmm.

[clears throat]

[laughs] You cannot dance

with me if you're stuck.

You must take a breath.

[inhales deeply] In

through the nose.

[exhales] Out of the mouth.

- And again.

- [both inhale]

[both exhale]

Let's try one more time.

Please try.

Right.

- One, two, three. One, two.

- Hmm.

See? You've got it!

- [Gunnar chuckles]

- Don't forget to breathe.

[Gunnar breathing deeply]

[both laughing]

[knocking at door]

- Mm-hmm. Mmm.

- [chuckles]

- [door opens]

- [clears throat]

[Gudrun] Welcome.

[door closes]

Mr. Hauge.

[pot lid clinks]

[pouring]

- [Gudrun] Coffee?

- Yes, thank you.

I'm trying to teach Number

24 to breath a little.

[both chuckle]

Have you turned 25 yet?

[Gunnar] Yes.

There's a chance

you won't get older.

Have you considered that?

I can accept that.

[puts cup down]

How do you think you'd

respond to t*rture?

I'm not sure.

That is the only answer.

We're going to work

together, you and I.

We have an urgent matter.

Okay.

Quisling and Marthinsen will

forcibly conscript Norwegian boys

to fight for the Germans, sending

them to Russia as cannon fodder.

3,000 men will meet at the

employment office tomorrow.

Ensure that by sunrise, it looks

like a fire pit down there.

[suspenseful music playing]

Akersgata 55, it's here.

An empty building.

It's closed at night.

We're going to blow up the

archive, and that's it.

Gregers, about eight, ten kilos?

Yeah. Ten could do it.

Max, I spoke to Selvaag.

He can get weapons for us.

Yup.

Tallak, you're on

reconnaissance for Akersgata.

We meet here at seven.

[suspenseful music continues]

[man] Yes, I have a good

selection. Have a look.

Akersgata 55, here you are.

[Gunnar] All this must be checked

before we meet up at seven o'clock.

Yeah. Yeah.

Repeat it.

[clears throat]

You said that, uh, you and, uh

You and, uh, Max

Tallak, this isn't

going to work.

[clears throat]

That's, uh No.

I I smiled at her

because we are in a caf.

Is smiling at people not allowed

any more? Is that how it is?

Some of us feel things,

even if you don't.

Right. I fully understand you.

Please just give her a smile.

And then when you are done with

the smiling, go back to Akersgata.

I I was just over there.

- The key you were given

- Yes.

[key jingles]

Did you check if it fits?

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

It's ready.

Okay.

MAY 18TH, 1944

- [Gunnar] Have you got the keys?

- [Tallak] Yeah.

[keys jingle]

[ominous music playing]

[Gregers] Nice place.

- [door closes]

- [large group conversing]

There's people here.

[Gunnar] We will

proceed as planned.

[buzz of voices]

[man] Do you have

to say Let's wait

Just need to work through this

Hi. How can I help you?

- What's going on here?

- [woman] We're working overtime.

It's going to be very busy

tomorrow morning, so And you?

We've been ordered to

check the ventilation.

Oh, yes, yes. That's nice. It

gets really stuffy in here, so

- We'll get that sorted, ma'am.

- Thank you.

[man 2] Yes, pass it

pass it here, please.

You know what?

When I see the young like you,

standing there idle in times like this,

do you know what

I'm thinking of?

I'm thinking, "What's going on?"

If I had been young today,

I'd have done anything to kick

these disgusting swines out.

To be honest, it makes me want to

kick you very hard, I'm telling you.

[man laughing]

[men speaking German]

- Hmm?

- We're at work, but thank you.

- [Tallak] Max.

- [soldiers laughing]

[Max sighs]

[man] All right, then.

- I will have a sip.

- Help yourself.

- Thanks for that.

- Yeah.

What the hell's goin' on 'ere?

[Max] No idea.

[music intensifies]

[man] It's a good question.

And I'll tell you something

else. I would run if I was able.

Then those b*stards

wouldn't really be scared.

See, in the old days, literally

no one could outrun me.

- And I was really tough, too.

- Sure.

In 1905, I went to Drammen

and back in a single night.

There was a lady

down there, you see.

They don't make 'em

like that any more.

[soldiers laughing]

[drunk man] Back then,

there was more to love.

They drank milk

back then, you see.

[mouths]

[lighter clicks]

Hello.

Hello! Hi! This building

will blow up shortly!

So everyone needs to get out!

- Now!

- Me first!

[clamouring]

In July July, 3rd, 4th

Maybe was June. It

could have been. Yeah.

I was there and back to

Drammen, all in just one night.

[screaming]

July. 5th of July. No.

[Max] You should get

away from here, sir.

- [drunk man] What did you say?

- [Max] Get away!

- Get away! Go!

- [drunk man] All right.

[screaming]

[present-day Gunnar] And what do you think

it said in the newspapers the day after?

That's right.

Not a thing.

All those stories that you see

that are published in the papers,

they tell them.

It's the owners.

What to print and

what not to print.

- Every single time.

- [distant phone ringing]

So in the case of w*r, well, those

papers should be lit instead.

- They're mere kindling.

- [phone ringing loudly]

Hello, this is Marthinsen.

[Marthinsen] To hell with

this! I've had enough!

[poignant music playing]

[banging at door]

[door opens]

Gustav Snsteby?

- Yes.

- You're coming with us.

Just one moment.

[emotional music continues]

[music fades]

[door closes]

[Jens] He has been

sent to Grini.

[ominous music playing]

They know your name.

They know who you are.

We knew something like

this might happen.

Take these with you, and always

carry them, you hear that?

You cannot let them

take you alive.

[door slams]

[starts engine]

[footsteps coming upstairs]

[door opens]

[Gudrun panting] The Germans

know about this apartment.

[Gunnar] Okay, I'm leaving.

[sighs]

Thank you.

[soldier 1, in German]

Thank you so much.

Papers.

The backpack too.

Check it.

Where are you going, Fjeld?

Work.

What work do you do?

Insurance.

[soldier 1] What do

you think? Insurance?

Have a nice day.

Thank you.

[soldier 1] Off you go.

[Reidun] So they

didn't recognise you?

Luckily, I look unremarkable.

Heh.

You are many things, Gunnar.

Unremarkable is not one of them.

[poignant music playing]

Do you ever think about what

you're going to do when it's over?

No.

And why's that?

I can't think of that now.

I want a free country, so

everything else comes after.

[bicycle rattles]

- It would be wise to lay low for a while.

- What?

I'm just saying that I think it would

be wise to lay low for some time.

Yes, that could be wise.

[woman] It's chilly

What is it?

I got to

know someone, someone new.

New? What do you mean?

A woman?

I know you don't like it, but

[scoffs] You know,

it is what it is.

I have full control.

How do you have full control?

[sighs]

I've been thinking of what I

have to do if I get caught.

And I know exactly

what I'll do.

- [bicycle pulls up]

- [bell rings]

[sighs]

No one gets caught, Tallak.

[tense music playing]

[Jens] Kongsberg

weapons factory.

850 Norwegians are forced to produce

Swedish Bofors cannons for the Germans.

The Allies will b*mb, even if

it means k*lling civilians.

The centre of Kongsberg will

be completely destroyed.

We have a better idea. But

there could be trouble.

We need to get into the factory.

Of course, the Germans

have guards there,

but it should be possible to do

this between two guard rounds.

- [man 1] Hi.

- Hi.

- Where are the goods?

- [man 1] What goods do you mean?

- [Gunnar] expl*sives.

- That's inside.

[Gunnar] Inside what?

The factory.

Yeah, I've smuggled over 70 kilos

of expl*sives into my workbench.

Who gave you that command?

No, we we thought

it was a good idea.

We'll have to wire it up

from the inside, you mean?

That's right.

The plan was for us to wire everything

so it's ready before we go in.

Now we need at least ten

minutes more time in there.

That's as long as the

guards spend on a round.

[sighs]

Well, let's get to work?

[tense music continues]

[dog barking]

[worker 1] We have a key.

Yes, but we don't want

them to know that.

[lightbulb buzzing]

- [dog barking]

- [clattering]

[chain jingling]

[soldier speaking German]

[soldiers conversing in German]

[dog panting]

- [door slams]

- [Gunnar] Ten minutes.

[tense music continues]

[dog barking]

[exhales]

Just five more.

Come on. Finish up.

Three minutes.

- Give me the fuse. We don't have time.

- Okay.

[dog barking]

- Shh, shh, shh.

- [door crashes]

[dog barking]

- [Gunnar] We have to get out now!

- We need to set the fuse.

- [Gunnar] Come on!

- Yes!

[grunts]

[soldiers speaking German]

Here! Here!

[starts engine]

HOKKSUND - 20 KM FROM KONGSBERG

[soldier, in German]

Papers, please.

And step out.

[ticking]

[expl*si*n echoing]

Good. Everything is in order.

Drive on.

[starts engine]

[laughter]

[cheering]

[clapping and whooping]

[group chanting]

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

- [Max] Wahey! Hey! Hey!

- [chanting] Come on, then!

- Sing a song to show what we can do!

- Whoo!

Let's show what we can do, eh?

But it was They weren't

very impressed with it.

- They weren't very impressed with it.

- Oh!

- Understandably!

- [Gunnar] New rules!

From here on, I do not want

to see a drop of alcohol

taken before, during,

or after a mission.

After a mission, when

everyone is accounted for,

then it's a different matter.

Do I make myself understood?

[clatters]

[suspenseful music playing]

[muffled conversation]

Are you going?

They want me over in London.

- Do you know why?

- No.

[sighs] And no fraternising

while I'm not about.

We will be disciplined.

Yes.

Gunnar?

[Gunnar gasps]

Erling.

- It's been a while.

- Oh, yes, absolutely.

[both chuckle]

- This is Annlaug.

- Yes, hello.

- Hi. Gunnar.

- Annlaug.

How are you?

[Erling] We've know each

other since childhood.

We'd go hiking up the

mountains together before

before, uh, well

yeah, all of it.

How's your father managing?

He's all right, thanks.

And how are you? Didn't you

have a job with your father?

Well, it became a

bit of a mess there.

Now I'm between

jobs, as they say.

Yes, that's life.

[tense music playing]

- These are difficult times.

- Mmm.

Are you off on the road?

No, just running errands.

Busy life?

[chuckles] Yes,

you could say that.

- It's good to see you.

- Likewise.

- Well, see you.

- See you, then.

[engines roaring, horns blaring]

[silence]

[clock ticking faintly]

[murmur of conversation]

[piano playing quietly]

[man] Yes, that's really good.

[Gunnar] Thank you.

[conversations fall silent]

[man] Good day.

Uh Your Majesty.

And what are you called today?

- [Gunnar] Uh

- Erling Fjeld?

[conversations resuming]

Harold Srensen.

An electrician from Grefsen.

[chuckles]

[Gunnar] Your Royal Highness.

Well, I was keen

for the opportunity.

Sadly, I must leave you now.

Hmm. It's an honour.

[prince] Ditto.

Have a good lunch.

Shall we?

I took the liberty of

ordering for us both.

Ah. Ah.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

It looks delightful.

Bon apptit.

- [chuckles]

- [piano playing quietly]

I hear that you are accomplishing

great things at home in Oslo.

Thank you. I'd like

to go back to do more.

Ah, you know what.

I think your need is

greater than mine, my boy.

That's kind, thank you.

And of course, you are going.

You will go home again.

And, God damn it, you must continue to

sabotage as much as you possibly can.

[woman] I do hope they

play some Beethoven

[present-day Gunnar] I will

never forget that meeting.

It was as if the King himself ordered me

to kick those b*stards out of the country.

But before I got back home, I

was to receive another message.

[sighs] Um

It was then that

Tallak and Gregers

They had made contact with two

German deserters from the Luftwaffe.

Or at least, who they thought

were two German deserters.

[ominous music playing]

- [g*nshots]

- [screaming]

Gregers died at the scene.

Tallak had been shot

right in the face.

And they brought him

to Kriegslazarette.

Had I been there in Oslo, that

meeting would not have gone ahead.

I wouldn't have allowed it.

They wouldn't have been k*lled.

But I was not there.

[ominous music playing]

We don't really know how one

may or may not react to t*rture.

You crack,

and you're unable to hide

all those around you?

[emotional music playing]

[Gunnar] No one wants to be in that

situation, if it can be avoided.

[door slam echoes]

No one can really

judge you if you must.

But it's costly.

Your new orders.

[music fades]

Yeah, um, I've heard that

the resistance movement

occasionally had to decide upon

the lives of other Norwegian men.

Um

Yes.

Uh, have you done it?

Um, have you experienced w*r?

No, I have not.

But, uh, my parents have.

Then I think that your parents will very

likely understand what I'm talking about.

Mmm.

And to all of you, I want to say

that I hope that you never

have to understand it,

so long as you live.

Because what happens in w*r is that

subtle differences just disappear,

and things become

black and white.

And all at once, completely

different rules apply.

I lost eight of my dear

friends during the resistance,

and that was by

order of the Germans.

But how would you have reacted

if your best friends

were betrayed?

I wouldn't have liked it.

No.

But have you done it?

Any other questions for me?

[tense music playing]

[Jens] These are

the worst of them.

They're Norwegians, all of them.

Marthinsen is the most

zealous n*zi in the country,

but we will need more

time for planning.

I think we should start with

this one. He's an easier target.

He is directly responsible for the

death of several of our people.

[Lindvig, in

Norwegian] Take aim!

Fire!

[g*nshots]

I can ask someone else, Gunnar,

if you find it's too unsettling.

We can't ask our men to do it unless

they know we're willing to do the same.

I'll take him.

Take someone with you.

And, uh one thing

we must agree upon.

All of this stays

between you and I.

We take it to the grave.

Who's taken whom, when, where, that is

vital information you and I die with.

Do you hear me?

[suspenseful music playing]

[dog barking]

[Gunnar] Excuse me.

I saw that you came

out from number one.

Do you live there?

Yes.

[Gunnar] Do you like it there?

Why do you ask?

Would you say this is a

pleasant neighbourhood?

Absolutely.

[Andreas] Good neighbours?

It varies around here.

Especially nowadays.

[Andreas] Oh. What

do you mean by that?

Have you got a neighbour

who's not so nice?

You could say that.

And how close to

him do you live?

[clock ticking]

[dog whimpers]

[vehicle draws up]

Gunnar. It's him.

[main door opens]

[main door slams]

[footsteps walking upstairs]

[door closes]

- [footsteps approaching]

- [keys jingling]

[door opens]

[door slams]

[jazz playing on radio]

[Gunnar] I'll take another.

[Andreas] Can't you

just play a card?

[Gunnar] All in good time.

[Andreas] Smart arse.

Ooh.

[birdsong]

Thanks very much.

You are welcome.

[spoon clinking]

[vehicle approaching]

[engine switches off]

[tense music playing]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[footsteps in hall]

[Lindvig groaning]

[music intensifies]

[woman] Wait!

This is for you!

Yep.

Hmm.

Uh have things that occurred during

the w*r bothered you afterwards?

No, because during the

w*r I lived a life

as extreme a life as I could,

so my mind never rested,

and I let very little get to me.

For if I'd done that, I

would have been done for.

Um, well, I was I was

thinking more that, uh

the resistance movement and

yourself k*lled some of our own.

Yes, but have we not discussed

this earlier on before?

Yes, but you didn't answer

clearly, as I see it.

Apparently, it happened on

[paper rustling]

82 occasions

during the campaign.

Well, now, I haven't really counted,

but I'd say that's probably correct.

We took particular individuals

who were committed Nazis.

And those who were

about to do something

that would ensure Norway

was unable to be free again.

Uh, there was no

mercy at all, then?

No.

[suspenseful music playing]

You can go to number two.

Yep.

[man] No. No.

[Gunnar] I probably would

have switched these two.

Astrup and Finn

Kaas, I don't know.

- [groans]

- [woman screaming]

- [fires]

- [woman screams]

- That is the youngest, so eventually

- Okay.

[groans]

[sounds fade]

So non-violence was never

something you ever considered?

Non-violence?

[student] Yes.

Uh, Gandhi?

If you have heard of him?

Gandhi did not fight

against any Nazis.

Non-violence is all well

and good in theory.

But that can't be done

if your country is attacked

by those with

contempt for humanity.

I think that's when it matters.

Hmm. Then we can both discuss in

detail, should there be another w*r

and we two are still alive.

Okay, we'll discuss again

if a w*r breaks out.

[Gunnar] Yes.

Well, let's go to, uh,

Captain Linge and his company.

For in the the company of Linge,

there were a lot of people from Rjukan.

Uh

Yes?

[inhales]

But had all the citizens ex*cuted

done unforgivable things?

Yes.

And did that sometimes have

any major consequences?

Say, for example,

Karl Marthinsen?

Now, where the Marthinsen case

is concerned, it was quite clear.

[Gunnar] So, we just

go down Blindernveien.

He usually drives all the way.

Here, we can watch.

And we can hide here.

[Andreas] Selvaag,

come give me a hand.

[present-day Gunnar] He was responsible

for the Holocaust in Norway.

He sent the Norwegian Jews

to concentration camps.

You can probably call him

the biggest mass m*rder*r

in recent Norwegian history.

So he had to be taken care of.

FEBRUARY 8TH, 1945

[suspenseful music playing]

[Marthinsen] How is your boy

doing? Did he win that ski race?

Thank you for remembering.

It's actually today.

[Marthinsen] Ah, today, is it?

Well, wish him

good luck from me.

Thank you.

[Marthinsen] It's very

cold today, isn't it?

- [machine-g*n fire]

- [driver yelps]

- [driver groaning]

- [Marthinsen spluttering]

[g*nsh*t echoes]

[silence]

[student] How many people do you

think it was worth sacrificing

simply for you to take

Marthinsen's life?

After we shot Marthinsen,

the Germans took revenge,

that was the case.

Well, the reprisals

were so severe

that we stopped k*lling the

next people on the list.

But within two nights they, uh

ex*cuted 28 of us, Norwegian

men, up at the garrison.

Many good members

of the resistance

and some unfortunates

who'd done nothing.

Was it worth it?

There's no way to answer that.

What is freedom worth?

Someone in my family was shot

by the resistance movement.

Hmm?

[student] I said someone in my family

was shot by the resistance movement.

I see. I'm sorry to hear that.

Do you know what he had done?

Uh, that that's unclear.

Uh, about snitching

snitching on someone.

Yes. During the w*r,

there was a lot of that.

I was hoping you might know

maybe a little more about it?

[Gunnar] Oh, yes? What

what was his name?

Erling Solheim.

[emotional music playing]

[Jens] We have

received a letter.

What that means is, our

people at the post office

have managed to intercept this

letter addressed to the State Police.

The sender is offering information that

could lead to you and others being caught.

The letter names you and several

other people associated with you.

He offers to identify you.

No, I'm afraid there aren't

any bells ringing with that.

[typing]

[Erling] "To the State

Police Commissioner, Oslo."

"Recently, I have come

into contact with people

who engage in sabotage and

other ill*gal activities."

But now we should move on.

Um, or see if we can't.

Thank you very much for

your questions today.

[Erling] "I have heard and read

so much about the bestial acts

"that the so-called Home

Front has carried out."

[Jens] This Solheim

has to disappear

before he tries to

contact the Gestapo again.

Will you take care of it?

[paper rustles]

Yes.

[present-day Gunnar] I believe that

freedom is worth almost anything.

And that is why w*r

becomes so unbearably hard,

that the fronts become

impossible to overcome.

For it's either freedom

or it's death.

[Erling] "I would prefer not to give

too much information in writing,

but I can say that I have

information on Snsteby,

Haugland, and Heiberg,

who I know you're

very interested in."

"I also don't want to involve

the regular police in this,

as they cannot be trusted."

"If you could arrange for

a travel permit to Oslo,

then I would come immediately."

- "Most respectfully, Erling Solheim."

- [door opens]

[murmur of voices]

Can I speak with the two of you?

[tense music playing]

[man 1] Can I get a cup of tea?

[man 2 sighs] Look at this.

From Rjukan.

Do you know who he is?

Take a Stapo car with you.

Travel in civilian clothing.

A certificate of service.

Solheim is currently

out of work.

- He'll be living at this address here.

- Sam Eydes gate.

- Mm-hmm.

- Hmm. Thank him nicely for the letter.

Then ask him to come to

Oslo to be interviewed.

Tell him that Stapo is very grateful

that he has taken the trouble,

and that the reward of 200,000

is waiting for him in Oslo.

200,000?

That's probably

why he's doing it.

You take him out of town

then sh**t him.

["Exit Music (For a Film)"

by Radiohead playing]

[engine idling]

Wake

From your sleep

The dryin' of

Your tears

Today

- We escape

- Drop your weapon! Get down!

We escape

- Breathe

- [Gunnar] Go into the reception area.

- Keep breathin'

- Go into the reception area. Quiet!

Don't lose

- Your nerve

- Go!

Breathe

Keep breathin'

[man 2] Erling Solheim?

I can't do this

Hello. Thank you for

your correspondence.

Alone

[inaudible dialogue]

- [soldier] Alarm! Alarm!

- Sing

Us a song

[soldier shouts in German]

What are you doing?

A song

- To keep

- [soldier] What are you going to do?

- [staff screaming]

- Us warm

- There's

- [man 3] Get out!

Such a chill

Out! Go on, get out!

- Such a chill

- Out!

Come on!

Out! Out!

And you can laugh

A spineless laugh

We hope your rules

And wisdom

Choke you

Now

We are one

In everlasting peace

I don't know about you two,

but I need a toilet stop.

We hope

That you choke

FEBRUARY 27TH, 1945

That you choke

We hope

That you choke

That you choke

We hope

That you choke

That you choke

[wind gusting]

[shot echoing]

[shot echoing]

[car door slams]

[Gunnar] Did he realise?

- No.

- [keys jingling]

[Gunnar] Good.

Right.

[emotional music playing]

[church bell ringing]

[announcer] We are

free! There is peace!

A Norway in sparkling joy has

celebrated its reborn freedom

in these hectic days.

We have cheered out in the dawning

spring all the longings and hopes

every Norwegian woman and man

have carried in their heart.

Justice will be served.

The despicable

handful of traitors

who betrayed their

own countrymen

Mr. Quisling, this

is Halvor Rivrud.

He was in Dachau and Mauthausen.

I think you should

listen to him.

It'd be best to keep quiet.

[inaudible dialogue]

[emotional music continues]

[audience applauding]

[applause continues]

[applause fades]

[Gunnar] Thank you. Thank you.

Hi.

I was wondering if you

could sign this book for me?

[Gunnar] Yes, of course.

Um

Gladly.

Goodness gracious. Well.

You're really interested

in all this, aren't you?

[student] Yes.

Yes.

Well, I had hoped that you knew something

about my great-grandfather's brother.

No, I'm sorry, dear.

So much was happening

during that time, so

Yes.

Forgive me.

[poignant music playing]

I understand.

Thank you, nevertheless.

Thank you.

[Gunnar] I have five

drawers in my head.

The three top drawers

I open all the time.

Drawer number four

I open less often.

I closed the bottom drawer

on May the 8th, 1945,

and I haven't opened it since.

That's how I've managed

all these years.

It went well for a

surprising number of us.

COMPANY LINGE REUNION 1949

[Gunnar] But for some,

it got to be too much.

Andreas started drinking

on liberation day.

Everyone knew who he was.

No bar in Oslo would

take his money,

and for 12 years, he

went from bar to bar.

Andreas shot himself in 1965.

Yes, I sensed he

wasn't doing well,

but I didn't realise at

the time how bad it was.

And it has troubled

me for 50 years.

[man] The first time I

met Gunnar was in 1998

[inaudible dialogue]

[music fades]

GUNNAR SNSTEBY WAS NEVER

ARRESTED BY THE GERMANS.

HE CONDUCTED MORE THAN 20

SABOTAGE MISSIONS DURING THE w*r.

HE IS THE HIGHESDECORATED NORWEGIAN CITIZEN

AND THE ONLY ONE TO RECEIVE THE

w*r CROSS WITH THREE SWORDS.

GUNNAR MARRIED HIS BELOVED

ANNE-KARIN IN 1953.

DESPITE HIS FAILING HEALTH, HE

ENGAGED IN EXTENSIVE LECTURING

UNTIL SHORTLY BEFORE HIS DEATH.

HE SPENT 70 YEARS OF HIS LIFE

HELPING THOSE WHO STRUGGLED

WITH THE EFFECTS OF w*r.

["Omen" (feat. SKAAR)

by slowshift playing]

Feels like I'm fallin'

You don't know what it takes

Someday, you will

Omen

WHEN HE WAS 94, GUNNAR TOOK A

TAXI TO DIAKONHJEMMET IN OSLO

AND LAID DOWN IN A BED.

HE HAD DONE WHAHE SET OUT TO DO.

Will we ever forget

Someday, we will

Hold me

Can someone hold me?

NORWAY'S HOME FRONMUSEUM HAS A COPY

OF THE LETTER ERLING

SOLHEIM SENT STAPO.

GUNNAR SNSTEBY ALWAYS MADE IT CLEAR

THAT OTHER MEMBERS OF THE SOLHEIM FAMILY

WERE ANTI-n*zi AND KNOWN

TO BE "GOOD NORWEGIANS".

Fallin'

Feels like I'm fallin'

You don't know what it takes

Someday, you will

So late

Feels like I'm fallin'

You don't know what it takes

Someday, you will

You don't know what it takes

Someday, I will

[song fades]

[dramatic music playing]