Sorry. My English...
I learned a bit of German in Berlin.
What are you doing there?
Translating my friend Walter Benjamin's work into English,
It's a good way to teach myself English.
America will be indebted to you.
Then please tell America to give me a visa.
Unfortunately, I can't help you with that.
Because I am not on your list?
What a pity!
The stench of humanity.
You can meet here any time you like. It's safe here.
Thank you.
Gentlemen.
We are playing the long game here.
Once we've driven the Germans out of France,
we will drive the French out of Africa!
So why is a white man joining our conversation?
Gentlemen.
We need allies.
We also need weapons.
Training. Intelligence.
Where from?
To start? From the British.
The British? They have the largest colonial empire in the world!
But right here, right now, they share our goals.
If we break their POWs out tomorrow,
we'll cement the collaboration going forward.
Who's in?
Here's the list of current inmates.
The men you're looking for are on it.
I can tip them off so they know you're coming.
But you must be prepared to move quickly.
We protect the perimeter of the camp.
We shoot to kill. That's the job.
Realistically, we can only hold our fire for what,
Maybe 60 seconds maximum?
If the French guards think that we're allowing prisoners to escape,
believe me,
they'll shoot us.
But you still have rights.
American rights!
We are all in France, Mr. Fry.
As an American, you have the right to stay here as a tourist.
I don't.
I am probably the most German person you know.
I miss everything about my home country.
The language,
the poetry,
even the weather.
But I am no longer a German citizen. You see?
No rights.
Do you know Hans Fittko?
What?
Do you know someone whose name is Hans Fittko?
This is the list of current prisoners in Camp des Milles.
But he's dead.
Thank you, sir.
Tourist visas? Number 134.
Yes.
Three months.
I just need your local address. Is this it?
Yes.
Is it a hotel?
No. A private residence.
Ah. Then we need the signature of your landlord. One moment.
Sir, excuse me--
Villa Air-Bel. 63 Avenue Jean Lombard?
Yes. Why is this necessary? The landlord is Thomas Lovegrove.
But it says here that the house belongs to a certain Mrs. Marguerite Nouget.
Uh... All right.
Madame Nouget.
Mr. Fry.
Have a good day.
Thank you.
- You think this will work? - We're in France.
You think a white guard can tell two Black men apart?
This will work out. This will work out. This will work out.
That's fine.
Good evening.
My husband.
Now? No. No visitors.
I think you didn't understand me. You must leave!
Understood.
- The dog! - No!
Catch the dog!
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Beautiful.
You solved your visa problem?
Yes.
And mine?
Believe me,
if I could do something, I would do it.
Would you?
Most people no longer dare to act independently.
I am not like most people.
Prove it.
Where is Lisa?
I'm fine.
I...
I waited for you.
You just never showed up!
Just thinking of you kept me alive in there.
Good morning.
I had the best night.
Feels good to say it in German.
It is not our language that has gone mad.
No.
One day Germany will recover from all this.
One day, maybe.
But we live now.
Right now I feel very much alive.
My dear brother.
I have finally managed to get American visas for both of us.
You can pick up yours at the American consulate in Marseille.
I know you don't like people telling you what to do,
but, out of respect for our parents, please collect the visa.
Come meet me in Lisbon, so we can travel to America together.
We've both already lost so much.
I refuse to leave you behind.
Your loving sister, Ursula.
For you, little girl.
Thank you, Hans.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
- Thank you. - You are welcome.