Cargo ship at 0-1-0, angle on the bow, port 90.
Target speed 12 knots, distance 1,200 metres.
Rudder hard to port. New course, 0-3-4!
Make ready number 1 and 2 tubes for surface firing.
Make ready number 1 and 2 tubes for surface firing!
Pull, pull, pull.
And stop. Release the safety.
To the side. And down.
And forward!
Load! Load, load, load!
1 and 2 tubes ready for surface firing.
1 and 2 tubes ready for surface firing, sir!
Fire 1!
Fire 2!
52, 53, 54, 55...
Direct hit, sir!
Yeah, men, 12 kills to the Falcons!
Winterberg!
There are far too many people. And women and children.
That wasn't a cargo ship.
They had passengers on board.
You weren't to know.
Destroyer at 8 o'clock!
Alarm! Dive, dive, dive!
Diving stations! Rig ship for dive!
Coupling is disconnected!
All hands forward!
Go! Go, go, go!
- Move, move, move! - Go! Go!
All hands forward!
- Faster! - 30 metres.
Go! Go!
40 metres. Boat's falling.
Move it!
Go!
50 metres.
60 metres. Boat's falling.
Depth charges.
1.
2.
Depth charges.
1, 2.
70 metres. Boat's falling.
DEPTH GAUGE
Careful!
- Flooding! - Flooding!
- We have to go deeper. - No point.
ASDIC will get us down there too.
New course?
0-0-8.
1,100 metres, right underneath.
Underneath the cargo ship?
Underneath the survivors.
Both engines, slow speed ahead.
They have to sail through the survivors to drop their depth charges on us.
Help!
- Where are you? - Help!
- The water's cold! - Help me!
Help me!
- Here! - Come to me!
Help!
No propeller noise.
They've turned away.
No propeller noise. They've turned away.
Well done, sir.
They'll be picking up survivors now.
Brilliant manoeuvre, sir.
Let's get the hell out of here. Silent running.
Silent running!
Come and get the last copies!
Miss Strasser.
Inspector.
The post.
From today.
FRENCH GRAMMAR
You've been working on your French in hospital?
The nurses were very patient with me,
but I fear I've still got a lot to learn.
Not bad, though.
From SS Headquarters in Paris.
They're congratulating me on my success
in destroying Carla Monroe's resistance cell.
And they'd like me to be the liaison officer
with the Navy on an SS operation.
Would you like to dictate a reply?
Thanks. I'll write a reply myself later.
Where are you celebrating Christmas this year? Are you going home?
Here. My home is here. I haven't got any other.
It was brave of you to come back, Miss Bostal.
- I know you won't arrest me. - Why would I arrest you?
You've done nothing wrong, have you?
So the list of hostages was revoked.
That's right. However, your absence was noticed.
I'm back. And I'm sure even Mr. Forster would agree
nurses are important to the war effort.
Actually, he's been particularly reliant on them lately.
- All the same... - Yes, I know.
I've been absent without permission for over a month.
How's your mother?
She's well, I believe.
Yes, but she fell ill suddenly a month ago, didn't she?
- You had to rush to her bedside. - In Marseille.
Yes. Yes, that's right.
The hospital confirmed it when I called to check.
What's her name?
- Marianne. - Noted.
But no more unexplained absences.
Forster is back. I won't be able to help you anymore.
Understood. Thanks, Inspector.
One last thing...
Could you pass a message to one of your colleagues? Simone Strasser?
I have to see her.
You moved out?
Yes.
Thanks.
Tell me about Anna.
What happened?
I took her to my aunt's first in a little village near Marseille.
But very soon the neighbours began to gossip,
so my aunt advised me to go and see the nuns at her old school.
Amazing women.
They're in touch with the local resistance and thanks to them,
they were able to put Anna in a convent in Spain.
An orphanage.
I'll tell Frank right away.
- Frank? He's alive? - Yes.
That's great news.
Hold on.
Here...
The address of the orphanage. Give it to him.
He can write to her or...
even go and see her one day, when he's able to.
Margot...
You've changed.
After everything that's happened here,
everything I've seen down there,
the refugees in Marseille...
all that suffering...
And you've seen it as well.
I hear that Forster destroyed a local resistance cell.
What do you know about it?
By destroying that cell, a hundred lives were saved.
Including yours.
Your life was saved too, Margot.
Frank? Frank Strasser?
He's not here. If they find you here, we're in big trouble.
Frank?
- What are you doing here? - I've got some good news for you.
Anna's alive and safe.
- What? - Yeah.
Where? Is that in Spain?
And this is yours too.
You paid dearly for it.
FRENCH REPUBLIC PASSPORT
I must go there.
- Yes. - I'll go to her.
Merry Christmas.
Yes, Merry Christmas.
Go to her. You've got a future, Frank.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
Von Reinhartz's Falcons!
To the Falcons!
First we hunt them, then we sink them!
To Christmas, beer and tits.
What do you know about tits? You've never seen any!
They sink a few lousy cargo ships and think they rule the waves.
I heard you got into big trouble
and barely crawled your way back to port.
Yeah? Why is Wrangel getting the Knight's Cross today?
- They give it to anyone these days. - Even criminals.
What did he say?
Nothing.
The Chief just needs a drink, right?
You've got no balls, you faggots!
- Come here, you arsehole! - Pips!
- Dieter! - Let me go!
Let me go!
Only one crew can be the best, right? So...
How do we settle this?
Candles.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Excuse me.
May I introduce myself? We've not had the pleasure.
Lieutenant Commander von Reinhartz. Inspector Forster.
- Sit down with us, Forster. - Thanks.
Johannes was my star pupil in Mürwik.
- You were a very patient instructor. - Your results speak for themselves.
12 ships sunk with over 60,000 tonnes since September.
We're just glad we made it back here.
By all accounts, after a brilliant manoeuvre.
Hiding the boat beneath the survivors of the attack. Chapeau!
Wrangel is the new face of the U-boat fleet.
Yes, Berlin's decision.
- His last mission was very impressive. - He told a good story.
We need good stories. One victory leads to more and more victories.
The image of a hero inspires others to be heroes themselves.
And maybe leads to a lie being accepted as the truth.
Lieutenant Commander von Reinhartz.
Lieutenant Commander Wrangel.
Gentlemen.
The whole town is talking about you and your daring manoeuvre.
And about your last adventure, if we can call it that.
Congratulations all the same.
Thanks.
We all know that these little things are mere baubles.
And we also know what it's really about - kill or be killed.
Quite simple, isn't it?
So may I invite the new recipient of the Knight's Cross
for a glass of champagne?
You'll excuse us.
By the way, I've put you up for the Knight's Cross too.
- Not sure I want it. - Nonsense!
This is all a big pile of crap!
Keep your voice down.
This morning, I saw boys barely out of nappies getting on a U-boat,
but in Berlin, they're all shouting, "Hooray!".
They're out of their minds.
Maybe you should have a break.
Why not visit your wife for a few days over Christmas?
I don't think that would be a good idea.
Johannes...
I remember your wedding very well.
I've seldom seen a happier and more beautiful couple.
That was a long time ago.
Now she looks at me like I'm a stranger.
No wonder.
I don't even recognise the man I'm looking at in the mirror anymore.
Send me out again soon.
I need to go out there while I still can after the last manoeuvre.
Johannes, that was a victory, not a defeat.
Hiding beneath dying women and children is no victory and you know that too!
Of course I understand.
See no evil, hear no evil...
Laudrup, Laudrup...
Come on, Dieter, come on!
Come on, Dieter!
Come on!
Finish him!
Come on!
Come on! Yeah, yeah!
Yeah!
- Yeah! - The Falcons win 5-4!
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
Come here.
U-822! U-822! U-822!
Where are you going?
I don't have to answer to you, Petty Officer.
Besides, I've seen enough of you all making fools of yourselves.
Life goes on, Chief.
Not for everyone.
You wouldn't believe the progress that we make.
The question is, do we go for the meeting now?
With the Navy, you only get one shot.
The plans will be ready for the meeting.
If we don't go for it now, a competitor is gonna get there ahead of us, Pops.
Besides, isn't it time we kicked these Nazis' butts?
What do you say, Bonny?
If Adolf Hitler were standing there, I'd slap his face, so help me God!
Mr. Roosevelt is gonna slap Hitler's face for you,
but to do that, he needs a majority in the Senate.
Yes, sir.
And as our future Senator, you'll give us that majority.
Well, I haven't officially announced yet.
Somebody should slap him in the face. What does he do all day?
Give him time. His engineering's a bit rusty thanks to the war,
but on the U-boat technology, he's been great.
He'd better be. We're taking a serious risk hiding him here.
Hey, trust me, Dad. He is a good guy.
Are you coming for Christmas dinner tomorrow?
- Your mother asked. - Sure. Wouldn't miss it.
He's calling in his friend from the Navy.
We better be ready with those plans.
I thought we were meeting this "someone" who could get me home.
That too. That was the deal, wasn't it?
You scratch my back, I scratch yours?
But we've got to mix a little bit of pleasure with business.
Tonight, you're gonna experience something completely different.
Trust me, you're never gonna want to go home.
Hey, what are you waiting for? Let's go.
We're going up to Harlem. 110th Street.
Hey, buddy. Thanks for the ride.
It's a different world, huh?
How are you?
Hey, Russell, table 5 needs some whiskey.
Thanks, Joe.
Fred, I'm glad you could make it.
Klaus Hoffmann, this is the guy I wanted you to meet - Frederick Berger.
He was raised in a Mennonite community in Pennsylvania.
He helped arrange my passage back from Europe
and I thought he could help you.
Pleasure to meet you.
You should take it as a good sign he's here. He hates this place.
Ladies and gentlemen, Minton's house band!
It's a different world and you're about to meet its queen.
But now, ladies and gentlemen...
Our next act is a little bit late this evening,
so, top up your drinks, make sure you add a little bit of ice in there too
'cause it's gonna get hot in here tonight.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Miss Cassandra Lloyd.
Now you're late.
Sorry.
Sam told me about your misfortune.
Your U-boat sank off the coast?
Lucky a couple of Canadian fishermen picked you up and not the US Navy.
Yes.
As you can see, Sam trusts me.
You'll need to as well if I'm to help you.
Mr. Hoffmann, it was a pleasure to meet you.
Call me, then we can discuss your situation.
- It won't be easy. - Thanks.
I'll be in touch.
There she is.
It's an honour to meet you.
Those manners ain't from around here.
Klaus is from Switzerland, just visiting.
He got shipwrecked,
but he got luckier than Robinson Crusoe landing at Minton's.
- One for you, ma'am. - Thank you.
So, what did you think?
Oh, I thought it was...
true.
"True". Come on. What he means is marvellous, fabulous.
- I'm sorry, I know little about jazz. - No, I like "true".
And I know what it's like not being able to get to where you wanna get.
What could be better than this place?
One of those fancy midtown places would be nice for a change.
Turned down for the third time for my "white" cabaret card.
- Segregation? - There is no segregation in New York.
- Not unless you're black. - I can't fix your cabaret card.
But I can fix to take you to a nice dinner
at one of those fancy midtown places.
- That might be nice. - Yeah?
And Mr. Crusoe?
Sure. What do you think?
Klaus, you wanna come along?
Yes, I'd be delighted to join you.
There you are. It's settled.
Hey, Cassie, second set.
Good evening, Miss Lloyd.
I hope you manage to get home soon, Mr. Crusoe,
but not before we have that dinner.
So you told Berger the truth about me, but not her?
We've got to be careful with the truth.
Berger has to know because he's gonna help you out with your situation...
but others...
This one's for all the lost sailors out there.
If we ration it carefully, the water too,
it might last 4 days, maybe even 5.
And we could go a few days without anything.
We have a week at least.
Someone will spot us before the week is out, sir.
Have you any idea how big the Atlantic is?
Despair is the enemy, sir.
Yeah.
Just like hunger...
the weather...
and the sea.
Hey, girls. Have you got a cigarette?
- I'll fuck you good and hard! - Hey, you!
You're here to work, not annoy the girls.
You haven't done anything yet.
Give me 10 francs first.
5 now, 5 later.
I couldn't give a toss about your 5 francs. Keep it.
Go fuck your shitty job!
Hey!
Hey, hey.
Easy. Hey.
Sorry.
No, I can't let you in.
- Why not? - David told me not to. I can't.
Hello.
Miss Strasser, what are you doing here?
I told my sister-in-law not to let you in. It's far too dangerous.
You know the 4 of you won't survive on your sister-in-law's rations,
so have mine.
Hey, children, look what I found.
Eggs.
Wait for Dad.
- Strasser? - No.
What are you doing out here?
I asked what you were doing out here, Strasser.
Hey!
Hey, stop! Strasser!
Strasser! Stop, Strasser!
No!
It's an SS mission supported by the Navy.
Top secret.
Why me?
In my view, Lieutenant Commander von Reinhartz
is not just the best CO in our fleet, but also absolutely reliable.
What is this mission about exactly?
For now, all you need to know is to deliver the cargo at the agreed spot.
Here are the details and maps, however, I must ask you
not to break the seal and open the orders
until you've reached 20 degrees West.
So we prevent any details of your mission getting out before you set sail.
Of course, Inspector.
Some of my men are due leave. My First Watch...
I've already made arrangements for those due leave
to be replaced by men from Lieutenant Commander Wrangel's U-612.
I wanted to break up that crew anyway.
It's not Wrangel's crew, it's Hoffmann's.
Sub-Lieutenant Schiller will be your new First Watch Officer.
I should brief Schiller right away.
Lieutenant Commander von Reinhartz, this is a vitally important mission.
Not just for the SS...
but also for German propaganda and morale.
My beloved Elli, I have come to a decision
and I hope you can support me in this once I've explained my reasons to you.
In any case, it is imperative
that you leave Germany immediately after receiving this letter.
I know you really well, Desjesquier. I know the kind of bastard you are.
You'd sell your own mother, huh?
- She's dead. - You'll not get a penny.
There are no Jews left in La Rochelle.
I've wasted enough time with you. Beat it.
Beat it or I'll throw you in the cells!
- Have you got something for me? - This came this morning from Berlin.
Thanks.
Who were you talking to just now?
Like your leg, your French has improved a lot, Inspector.
Anatole Desjesquier, a local thug.
- What did he want? - Just peddling tales of Jews in hiding.
All he wants is money.
I told him you'd taken care of all that and he was insulting you personally.
Mr. Desjesquier? Excuse me a moment, please.
Inspector Duval told me you had some information.
Yeah, but not for free.
Sorry to disappoint you,
but you won't get any money for just doing your duty.
If you know something, you must tell me or I'll have to arrest you.
Jews. A German woman is looking after them.
Who?
Someone you know.
It's probably nothing,
but this guy claims there are Jews hiding in a cellar in Rue de la Mer.
Rue de la Mer. I know that street.
28, Rue de la Mer. Have a unit go and check it out.
And, as usual, after dark. We don't want to attract any attention.
Yes.
Where were you going?
To see my daughter.
And where is she?
In Spain, sir.
In an orphanage.
- In a convent... - Spain, orphanage, convent?
Do you think I'm an idiot?
Her mother died.
I'm sorry about that, but it still looks like desertion.
I could have you in front of a firing squad.
On the other hand, it really would be too cruel
to deprive your daughter of a father as well as a mother,
however foolishly her father has behaved.
Besides, you weren't gone long enough for your absence to have been noticed
and most importantly, I need an English-speaking radio operator
for a special mission.
Go!
By the way, it sounds like your daughter is in safe hands.
The best thing you can do now is stay alive.
Stick with von Reinhartz. He knows what to do.
Go and see your daughter when the war is over. Get out!
Simone!
- Frank? - I was arrested on my way to see Anna.
What?
But they gave me a reprieve. I...
I have to set sail again today, special mission.
- What kind of mission? - I don't know. No idea. I...
Doesn't matter.
Yeah, none of it matters.
From now on, let's just worry about the things that are really important.
What about you? How much longer are you going to stay here?
You have to get away from Forster.
He'll get his revenge on you sooner or later.
Frank...
My dear brother.
Sometimes things are just the way they are.
Take care of yourself.
- Margot Bostal? - Room 5.
- Margot? - Simone? What are you doing here?
It was while Forster was in hospital.
A young inspector came to see me
because when he checked the civil register
he discovered that a Jewish family had arrived here from Paris
after the round-ups at the end of August.
But there was no record of their departure.
I told him I would let Forster know, but instead I went looking for them
and I found them staying with David's sister-in-law.
They were in the cellar, starving.
I erased their names from the register
and ever since I've tried to give them whatever food I can find.
That's it.
I knew you hadn't given up.
What about you?
I'm with the resistance now.
I met them when they got Anna out.
They sent me back here to establish a new escape route.
So you can help me? You can get them out?
I can't. I have to stay here. Forster will never let me go.
I didn't think I'd see you again so soon, sir.
Nor you.
- "Chief." - Nor you, Chief.
Strelitz, Strasser!
They're so desperate, they've given me another chance!
I've checked the radio, sir. All working fine.
Thanks, but now Petty Officer Strasser is here, I want him to check everything.
- Radio contact is absolutely essential. - Of course, sir.
Our new comrades.
- Torpedo mechanic? - Yes...
First Watch Officer, sir.
Captain boarding!
Attention!
At ease!
Those of you who know me
know I run a boat with as little hierarchy as possible.
I can command it on my own.
But we'll sail and fight together.
- As you were. - Aye-aye, sir.
Everyone to their stations!
- Who are they? - Wrangel's refugees.
I hear they nearly lost their boat.
Better take more care while I'm on board!
Do we know the orders yet, sir?
Once we've passed the Île de Ré, we're heading west.
At 20 degrees West, I'll open our sealed orders.
Our cargo, sir.
Fetch it down.
That's our cargo?
Not entirely.
Lieutenant Commander von Reinhartz? Sturmbannführer Erwin Friedel, SS.
My comrades Untersturmführer Salz and Freund.
Welcome aboard...
gentlemen.
We'll put you in the officers' mess and your comrades with the petty officers.
Second Watch Officer Fischer, show the gentlemen the way.
Aye-aye, sir.
Sturmbannführer!
May I ask you to hand over your gun?
We're under orders not to hand them over to anybody.
Aren't you supposed to have received orders not to even ask?
Before you came on board, I didn't even know what our cargo was.
Then the respective levels of privilege and seniority are clear.
First Watch Officer.
It's here.
- What's going on? - Just do as I said.
David, they're coming to get you. You must leave before nightfall.
- Who's she? - Margot, a friend.
She's going to help you. Get your things.
- Hello. Children, we have to go. - Don't be afraid.
- Got your things? - Yes.
- Take him. - David!
- Be quiet. - We have to go now. David!
We have to go!
They're here.
Go, go, go. Margot, can you take the children?
- David, you go first. - Go out through the window.
I'll go this way. On you go.
This is my home!
- Come on. - Ruth!
Simone!
Just go!
Hey, come here!
Margot!
Come on, follow me.
Let me go!
Let's go.
- They must be around here. - Hurry up.
Keep going.
We're assembling again outside.
We didn't wait for nightfall, did we?
I wanted you.
Just you.
The Jews have gone, sir.
They must have had help. Keep looking for them.
They'll show up again somewhere.
What about her? Shall I call an ambulance?
Scrape her up off the floor.