01x02 - Episode 2

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w*r SAILOR

The man they brought onboard,
the runaway, where was he hiding?

It doesn't matter anyway.

He made it two years.
In two years, the w*r is over.

MPs are everywhere.
This won't f*cking work.

- It will.
- No, it won't work.

- Calm down, it's all right. It'll work.
- Swear to God. I'm gonna go insane.

Ah, they got me working nights
for three weeks.

Shh!

- Did you get that chow today?
- Yeah.

Could hardly stomach that.

- Come on. Come on.
- Saturdays are always a little...

No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

- Thank you.
- Yep.

- Come on, Aksel.
- I'm coming.

- Come on.
- Stop nagging me.

You should have done
as you were told.

- Freddy needs me.
- Freddy's gonna k*ll you.

What am I supposed to do here?
I doubt they'll let me cook for them.

Come on.

Hey.

There's nothing we can do, Alfred.

Mons.

Come on.

No, I'll be here.

Along with them.

So you can go and start a family.

Come on then.

Fine.

You should worry about
your own children.

You trying to say
I don't worry about my children?

- I don't know. Do you?
- Easy for you to say.

You don't need to worry about anyone.

At least I'm trying
to get you home to everyone.

How dare you. How dare you!

This is not about me.
I'm doing it for them.

Go f*ck yourself, Freddy.

Hanna.

What are you doing here?

Death is no worse for me
than it is for you, you know.

You were supposed to help Aksel.

I'm not his mother.

And little Susie, she is...

We should have more guys
for this, you know.

Dear Cecilia and my children.

I never thought that the w*r would claim
so many years of our lives.

All this time that just passes and grows

to become something so unthinkable

and terrifyingly vast.

I could have fled from that fear.

But I couldn't go through with it.

I couldn't just leave it to someone else.

Even though I probably should have.

Now, we are headed North.

Closer to you,
to all that is mine.

It's for you.

- Thank you.
- Leave it.

- Mm.
- Don't thank them.

Why shouldn't I?

You know why they're here, don't you?
What the submarines are for.

No.

What for?

I hope that you can sense
that I am out there.

And that I love you.

Love always. Your father.

OCTOBER 4TH

"The final guests."

"The final guests..."

"were followed..."

Maggie.

"The remains of a farewell..."

"the night winds..."

"took away."

What are you doing here?

I'm here to say
I'm sorry for running away.

Don't you have a deck to swab?

What was he doing here?

He was apologizing for trying to get off.

The onions.

You be finished soon?
We're hungry.

They haven't given us a break yet.

Can you take the rubbish?

Yeah.

- Don't forget to clean it.
- Mm-hmm.

It's really hard work up here.

How's the reading coming along?

I think it's going well.

Soon you'll be ready to come down
to the engine room with me

and learn something useful.

- Yeah.
- It'll be good.

- It'll be good.
- It'll be good.

Great.

Can we have some soup downstairs
when it's ready?

Aksel.

Aksel!

What the bloody hell is he doing?

Aksel!

Why aren't you working?

Alarm!

Hanna, get out! Out!

Get out! Out!

Torpedo!

Come on!

Down! Down!

Hey, come on!

Aksel! Aksel! Oh!

Maggie! William!

Over here!

William! Oh!

This way!

- Where's Maggie?
- I don't know.

Take him, Freya, to the church!

Where is he?

Help, help, it's heavy!

Ole!

He's down here. Come on!

Please, somebody help!

Ole!

Maggie.

Ole!

Look down here!

Come here this way.

Maggie!

Down here somewhere. Help!

Ole!

Hey! Come here.

Maggie? Maggie. Maggie!

Maggie!

Maggie!

Maggie!

Maggie!

- Bloody help! Help!
- Help me!

- Can anyone hear me?
- Over here!

No! No! Malvin!

Malvin!

Malvin! Oh!

Freddy!

What is it? What?

Help!

Help!

Please help!

Help me!

Help! Help!

- Come on!
- I'm okay.

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

Come on, need your belt here.

Give it to me. Give it to me!

Hold him! Hold him down!

You're gonna be fine.

That's it. Hold him!

Keep him still.

There are
some survivors over there.

That's close enough.

Throw them a rope.

- Speak English? Are you English?
- Yes, sir. Norwegian, sir.

Is the captain amongst you?

I think the captain is dead, sir.

- Name of ship?
- Falkanger, sir.

Thank you.

Johan, bring water and supplies.

There are a few casualties.

Werner.

Why's he shaking his head for?
What does that mean?

How much morphine do we have?

Twenty.

How many does the child need?

Six.

Give it to them.

Here.

That is enough. No pain.

Do you understand?

Hurry up, Werner!

I cannot take any of you onboard.
Do you understand?

Please!

- Please!
- It's all right. Come on, it's all right.

- There, there.
- Please!

- Draw up the rope.
- Please!

- No! No! No!
- Shh!

It hurts so much!

Calm down.

It'll be... it'll be all right.
It's all right.

It'll be all right.

It's all right.
We'll help you. Alfred will help you.

Aksel, I'll help you, Aksel.
I'll help you, all right? I'll help.

Come on, help me with that.

This is going to help you.

It'll be better. It's all right.

There, there. Just... yeah.

Give me it.

Aksel, it will be better soon.
Alfred will help you now.

There we are. There we are.

Now, it'll be better.
It'll be better soon.

Next one!

Can you f*cking see what's going on?

Come on!

- One more!
- Come on.

Don't do it.
Help me, please. I'm begging you.

- Aksel. Aksel, you'll be all right.
- No!

Help me. Stop.

Stop it, stop, stop.

I'm dying.

- It's all right. Give them to me!
- I'm dying.

f*cking listen, give him all of them!

Stop.

It'll be all right.
There, there.

It's all right. It'll be over soon.

Everything will be all right.

No, no.

That's it. Good boy.

That's better. It'll be all right.

No.

No.

No.

There, there.

No.

- No.
- Come on, come on.

No.

- There, there.
- No.

No, no.

No.

No...

No.

No.

No.

Huh?

You can go, Asbjørn.

There are others
who need you more than us.

Yes, you're right.

Hmm.

They didn't mean
to b*mb the school, did they?

Would you like to come
and sleep in my bed tonight?

Yes.

Go on then.
Go ahead and I'll soon be there.

- It was wrong, wrong.
- Thank you.

That was the devil's work.

The devil's work. That's wrong.

It is our Lord who decides...

who lives and who dies.

And...

He saw it.

That we turned our back on Him.

He saw evil in us.

And now,

He has abandoned us.

He's abandoned us.

Come in.

- Asbjørn. Hello.
- Hello.

You look exhausted.

Was it Anton Olais' funeral yesterday?

Yes.

The last one, wasn't it?

I should have been there,
but it's just...

Those families are mourning
their children. It didn't seem fair.

I didn't have the right to sit there
and mourn with them,

with my three children still alive.

But next week I will go
and tend to their graves.

Cecilia, can we go through,
so we can sit down?

Why would we do that?

Please, can we sit down?

I'm fine. I'd rather we stay here.

This morning, the dean of Bergen
gave me a telegram

he'd received
from MS Falkanger's shipping company.

Mm-hmm.

It states it was sunk
on the 4th of October.

"Despite rescue operations in the area,

there are no signs of survivors."

"It is therefore regretfully assumed

that the whole crew
have lost their lives."

Names on the crew roster included

that of your husband.

Named here as Alfred Garnes.

- No.
- I'm so sorry.

He swore to us he'd come home.

He swore to the children he would do it.

And Sigbjørn swore he would as well. Huh?

Sigbjørn Kvalvåg, is he on the list?

Yes. Mm-hmm.

Ah! What should I say
to the children, then?

What am I supposed
to tell the children?

What the hell am I supposed
to tell my children?

You have to tell me that!

Maggie!

Olav!

William! William!

Here, go downstairs.
Let the children get in.

Come on, keep going.
All the way in!

Could you let the children through?

Come on.

What is it?

Um...

Uh...

Uh...

Your father...

...won't be returning home to us.

I've already said it.

- Maggie... mm-hmm.
- I said he wouldn't!

I said that!

- It's all right.
- I knew he wouldn't!

- It's all right. It's all right.
- No, I said so!

- Maggie.
- No!

Maggie.

It's all right.

Oh, my girl.

- I told you!
- Come on, that's enough.

No!

Maggie...

OCTOBER 29TH

We can't wait any longer.

Our Father,

who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done...

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

Deliver us.

Deliver us.

Deliver us.

He is the devil.

You are the devil.

Hey.

Stay with me.

Come here.

- Stay with me.
- I am ready to give up.

You stay with me.

- That's it.
- I'm ready. It's all right.

That's it. Stay with me.

Stay with me.

Stay with me.

680 NORWEGIAN MERCHANT SHIPS
HAVE BEEN LOST

Please, help me.

Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me. Don't hurt me.

Help me, help me, help me.

Sorry, sorry, sir.

What the f*ck are you looking at?

Huh?

No one's looking at you.

"Poor b*stard.
No future, no job, no family." Huh?

"What a pathetic man."

"A cr*pple."

- You're glad it's not you.
- Huh?

Bet you're glad it's not you.

Eat and be grateful
to be one of the living.

What the f*ck is there
to be grateful for? This is no life.

I'd rather be dead.

I'll k*ll you!

I'll k*ll you!

I'll k*ll you!

Stop it! No!

No!

Have you calmed down now, sir?

So, what's going to happen?
Have they got the firing squad ready?

It was Aksel's choice to remain onboard.

He made that decision.

Please don't, Sigbjørn.

There was nothing you could do.

Nothing at all.

And what had to happen,

out there,

everything you did was all for him.

You must know that.

And soon, this sh*t is going to be over.

All right?

Just think about your children
and your wife back there.

You'll soon be home with them.

I'll be doing whatever I fancy.

I'll come over every now and then
to eat your shitty, thin soup.

Our new friend you just made in
the wheelchair sends his regards to you.

He's getting better.

Just a little...

in the face, that's all.

Perhaps you shouldn't hit people
in the face with those dinner trays.

It's not great sharing a meal
with them afterwards.

I can hear you smiling.

Wait there.

I'm almost there. Do you agree?

You can't do that.

The horse is mine.
I ride it however. Come on.

He's a free spirit. Let it go. Let it go.

- Mr. Garnes?
- Yeah.

Dr. Douglas needs to see you.

Have a seat, Mr. Garnes.

The names of your wife and children, uh,

Cecilia, William, Magdeli and Olav Garnes.

Are they correct, Mr. Garnes?

- The names?
- Mm-hmm.

I regret to have to tell you this,

but your family were all k*lled
during the bombing of Bergen.

I am sorry.

It appears they

found their peace in their home.

According to this, no remains were found.

I'm very sorry for your loss, sir.
Must be a terrible shock.

These will help you sleep.

Hi.

Dear Sigbjørn.

I should have told you this before I left,

but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

By the time you wake up, I shall be gone.

And I'm not coming back.

Please, do not come looking for me.

There is no point.

You've always
been my best friend.

I hope you live a good life.

Alfred.