War Sailor (2023) s01e01 Episode Script

1
[men and women chattering]
- Hey, hey, hey. Have you seen this man?
- No.
Hello, hello.
Hey. Have you seen this seen this man?
[woman] Maybe.
[man] Show me. Where is he? Where is he?
[woman chattering in Filipino]
[man] Thank you. Thank you! Please. Yes.
[chattering continues]
[man] Freddy.
Freddy.
Freddy.
Freddy.
[Freddy grunts]
[man] Come on. It's over. You'll be fine.
It's me.
Freddy.
Come on, I'll help you.
- [Freddy grunts]
- [groaning]
[groaning]
[groans]
- [Freddy] Go away.
- Freddy.
- Fuck. Freddy, come here.
- [Freddy] No!
[man] Come here. It's all right
- [Freddy] No!
- [man gasps] Shit.
[Freddy] No!
[man] Freddy.
Freddy!
- Freddy.
- [gasping]
- No! Leave me alone.
- All right, all right. Calm down!
[theme music playing]
WAR SAILOR
[men chattering]
[metal clanking]
SEVEN MONTHS BEFORE
THE GERMAN OCCUPATION OF NORWAY
[grunting]
[grunting]
[chattering]
[clerk] Fredrik Olsen.
Alfred Garnes.
- Anything for next week?
- [clerk] No. Next.
- Sigbjørn Kvalvåg.
- [clerk] Yes. Your card.
What did Cecilia say about it?
I still have to make up my own mind.
[Sigbjørn] Right, so it's you, is it?
You're overthinking it again.
You should think about the fact
that you've had one day's work
in the past three weeks.
- [grunts]
- It's not good enough.
Your children need to eat.
That's just the way it is.
I also need a meal in me.
And so,
what are you cooking for me tonight?
[laughs]
- I deserve to know.
- I don't know.
- Is it soup, yeah?
- You can piss off.
It's soup, isn't it?
You need to relax and think about New York
and Trinidad and Tobago,
and I don't know, Rio!
Rio will be great for you.
- That'll never happen.
- Yes, it will. Come on. [chuckles]
- [groans] We're not that lucky!
- Oh, yes, we are.
[1930s music playing]
[gagging] It's over!
- [laughing]
- [gags, grunts] You little buggers!
Trying to kill me, especially you.
[Freddy] I've been offered a job
on a ship.
How long will you be away?
Eighteen months.
[Sigbjørn and the children
chattering, laughing]
- Hmm.
- Believe me. This is the best offer.
- [Sigbjørn] Has Daddy taught you anything?
- [children chattering]
Well, that's how it is?
[Sigbjørn] You
you're trying to trick me.
You're trying to trick me.
- [boy] Oh, fine!
- [Sigbjørn] Enough now. That's enough!
You don't need to get drunk any more.
[Sigbjørn] No more
[Cecilia] And when you come home,
I want pork chops.
I'll order them.
[laughing]
Thank you.
- [Sigbjørn and the children chattering]
- [kisses]
[Sigbjørn] No.
I've shown you time and again.
You have to show it again. I don't get it.
- [girl] Come on.
- [Sigbjørn] All right? Yes.
- As I said
- One more.
I can't do it,
or else my head will fall off.
- No, it won't do that.
- Yes, it will.
Leave him alone. You don't want
his head to fall off. [laughs]
- [crying]
- You've had enough, haven't you?
- Here. There.
- Hang on. No, no, he's shitting.
I can't hold him when he's shitting.
- [scoffs]
- [Freddy] He's good at that.
- [laughs] He always shits.
- [Sigbjørn] No, I I don't want him.
- He's all yours.
- Get your own. You'll get used to it.
Oh, I see. Yeah, that would do it.
Great idea. I've never had anything
to worry about ever.
So I'm not getting something
to worry about now.
[laughing]
[whispers] We'll meet up later.
I've gotta go.
Make sure you come and help us
load tomorrow, you little buggers.
[girl] Are you leaving?
Yeah.
But not for another couple of days.
We're gonna have a nice time, Maggie.
[sighs]
Yeah, well, you need to me where to go!
[Freddy] Take this.
Here. Hide it under your armpit.
You too. Come on.
See you at home.
[worker] Come. Move, come in.
Move, come in. Stop. Right.
Hello.
I see.
[laughs] Bloody hell. Shit.
- Where the hell is Tore?
- Hmm?
[Sigbjørn] Tore hasn't shown up,
for Christ's sake.
I guess it's just you and me. Come on.
Down the hole.
[grunting]
[panting]
[metal creaking]
[coughing]
- [Sigbjørn] Stop! What are you doing?
- [man] Hey, wait.
- [Sigbjørn] Stop! Fucking stop, stop!
- [coughing]
[panting]
- [Sigbjørn] Are you all right?
- [Freddy] Yeah, I'm fine.
- [clears throat]
- [Sigbjørn] Yeah?
Oh, yeah. [panting]
[coughing]
- [chittering]
- [all laughing]
[Sigbjørn] You're going?
- [shouts, chitters]
- [Sigbjørn] You don't stand a chance!
[laughs]
- [Freddy gasps]
- [Sigbjørn] Not a chance.
[all laughing]
[panting]
- Cold? Are you sure?
- [boy] I'm okay.
Yes.
- [laughing]
- [Sigbjørn] You two can't handle anything.
Tell me, what are you shaking for?
Come on, you're shivering.
- [Maggie laughs] I'm not shivering.
- [laughing]
[Sigbjørn] Ah,
you were both scared to death.
[Maggie] No, you two are the chickens.
Must you go?
I won't be long, Maggie.
Every port I arrive in,
I promise to write to you.
So you'll have nothing to worry about.
You know I'll always be all right.
Swear you will.
[chuckles]
I swear I will.
[festive music playing]
[chattering, laughing]
[laughing]
[man] Oh, ho-ho-ho-ho!
- [music stops]
- [laughing]
[music continues]
[laughs] It's the one thing
he's better at.
- [festive music playing]
- [humming]
Look after him for me, won't you?
- He's a cook, not a sailor.
- [laughs] Yeah.
It would have been better you sailing,
him staying at home to cook.
- [chuckles] Yeah. Right.
- [Sigbjørn] Yeah.
[sighs] Listen.
Of all friends, he's the best. Yeah?
I won't let anything happen to him.
I'll look after him and bring him home.
[Cecilia] Hmm.
[music continues]
- [man shouting]
- [laughing]
[man] Hey!
[exhales]
Can I sleep without the braces tonight?
[sighs]
Hmm.
There. Better?
Take the jumper off.
- There, come on. You can do it.
- [grunts]
[Freddy] There you are.
Good night then.
You'll make sure you're safe though,
won't you?
Yes, I always will.
There's no war where I'm going.
[Freddy] All right, William, off to bed.
Come on.
- [grunts] You're so big, huh?
- [William laughing] Oh!
[Freddy] You have to be
You have to stop growing so quickly.
- [grunts]
- [laughs]
[Freddy] Good night.
[sighs]
[baby crying]
[Freddy humming]
[Cecilia moans]
- [both laugh]
- Oh, I'm so tired.
[Cecilia moans]
There's someone here
who doesn't agree with you.
- No?
- [chuckles]
He's a little traitor that thinks
he knows what's best for me.
[laughs]
[Freddy] Oh.
[both gasp]
[Cecilia shouts]
[laughs] Ouch!
- [Freddy] Shh!
- [laughing] Ow!
[baby crying]
- It's all over. [shushing]
- [both laughing]
[Freddy inhales]
What's wrong?
You lied.
[Freddy] Huh?
You lied! You lied!
Hey!
[Cecilia sighs]
[Maggie] It was a ship from Bergen,
and it was blown up!
[exhales] We're late.
[Freddy] Maggie, the boat hit
a mine in the Netherlands.
Hurry up. We're late. [groans]
I'm not going to the Netherlands.
I'm going to New York.
- Cecilia.
- [Cecilia] Yeah.
- Uh, where are my papers?
- Uh, I put them on top of the gramophone.
Maggie! [sighs]
- We're late. Can you hold him a minute?
- I'm aware. They're waiting.
Have you seen the sailing book?
Can you help your father look?
[Sigbjørn] Freddy.
[Freddy] Yes, I'm coming.
Maggie, Father can't sail
without those papers. You hear?
- You have to tell us where they are.
- No.
- Maggie.
- No!
Don't take that tone with me.
[Freddy] Can you please help us look?
- [Maggie sobs] No!
- [Cecilia] Calm down!
Come on, then. Don't stand there, help.
[Cecilia] Over 20 people are waiting
for Father, and you're being silly.
- No!
- [Cecilia grunts]
And you have to wear the braces,
or you'll never get well.
- You don't care about me!
- Don't say that!
- No.
- You tell me where they are.
- No!
- [baby wailing]
No!
- Let go!
- Oh, I found them.
- He's going to die!
- It's going to be all right, Maggie.
I know that he's going to die.
No, I told you I'm not going to die.
It won't be your decision!
Go to hell, for all I care!
[Cecilia] Hey, Maggie!
- Maggie, where are you going?
- [baby wailing]
[Maggie] You're going!
[Cecilia grunts] Here.
[sighs]
Remember, you have to take care
of the family, all right?
- [Sigbjørn] Freddy, huh?
- [William] Yes.
- Shh! Shh! Shh! Hold on.
- [Freddy] Hey, you. It's all right.
- Goodbye. [chuckles]
- Goodbye.
- [Freddy] Bye.
- Bye.
[Cecilia] Bring him back home
in one piece.
[Sigbjørn] Goodbye.
- [Cecilia] All right, all right.
- [baby wailing]
- Maggie!
- Alfred. Alfred!
Let her go. Come on.
[Freddy] Maggie!
THE ATLANTIC OCEAN
GERMANY HAS INVADED NORWAY
[man shouts]
70 NORWEGIAN MERCHANT SHIPS
HAVE ALREADY BEEN LOS
- Bloody grab hold of me!
- [woman] Wait!
[man] Come on!
[men and women shouting]
[shouting continues]
[woman] Help them!
[man 2] Man overboard!
[man 3] How many out there?
[man 4] They're spread in the water!
[woman] Can someone do something?
- There's some kind of U-boat.
- Stop!
Hold on!
[woman] No!
- Here it comes!
- [grunts]
[shouting]
Get it!
Grab the rope!
- [woman] Hold on!
- [man 5] You murderers!
- [woman] Grab it!
- [Freddy grunting]
- No!
- [man 6] Grab it! Grab it!
- [grunting]
- [shouting]
[coughing]
- [woman] Grab the rope!
- [men shouting]
Slow down!
[man 7] Hey!
Stop!
[woman] Stop the ship!
Stop the ship I said!
- Get back down there. Do what you can!
- There are people overboard!
- Get down there! Come on, get on with it!
- [loud rumbling]
[panting]
[men and women continue shouting]
[man 8] Come on! Come on!
- [woman] Grab the rope!
- [man 9] Get them up!
[captain] Hurry up and help them!
- The steam pipe has burst.
- [woman] Stop it, stop it!
Help them!
Get down to the engine room and help them.
[man 10] Come and help me quickly.
[panting]
- [steam hissing]
- [grunts]
Help me! Put gloves on and help.
Kjell, turn it off.
Help me up here!
You got it? Hold on.
[panting]
- Come on, open it up. Kjell, open it!
- [Kjell] Right!
They're in the water.
There's crew in the water.
Wait! There are people in the water.
[explosion]
[man] Hurry up!
The Germans are shifting torpedoes!
We have to set sail. It's our only chance.
- [panting]
- [metal creaking]
[loud rumbling]
We have to do it. Come on. Come on!
[grunting]
Let's go. Come on, get everybody out.
Come on!
Go. We've got children, for God's sake.
[woman shouting]
[men shouting]
[shouting]
[woman] God's sake!
- [shouting]
- Touch me, touch me!
- [men shouting]
- [woman] Swim!
Go!
Go, Sven! Swim!
[man] He's coming!
[men shouting]
Philip, Sven! Swim!
Come on, please!
- No!
- [man shouts]
[gasps]
[gasps]
[panting]
[man gasping]
[man 2] Right. Go.
[gasping]
[panting]
[Freddy] What's your name?
Aksel.
Andresen.
[Freddy] I'm Alfred.
- A deckhand?
- Below deck.
When I wake you up in the morning,
you'll get up. No complaining.
Then you report to the galley
and help me and Hanna, all right?
[officer] Garnes,
the captain wants to see you.
You have to come now.
- [knock on door]
- Yes.
Captain.
We aren't allowed to stop, Garnes.
You know that.
Garnes. Garnes!
Sit down.
How many did we pick up?
[Freddy] Three.
Unscathed?
Yep.
[captain sighs]
You have a family
to get back to? Children?
Yes. Three.
Oh, yeah.
How many more want to go ashore?
Uh, five.
After the Germans
took occupation of Norway,
under order of the government,
all Norwegian ships
will be commandeered by the King's Command
and sail for the Allies.
It's official now.
We're at war.
We have to man a thousand ships.
We're short-handed already.
Everyone must be here.
As deputy, I need you
to gather all the off-duty crew.
I want to tell them in person.
[Freddy] Fine.
One more thing, Garnes.
We've been asked
to supply crew to the MS Frostenack.
It'll be you
Kval, Hanna, Braathen and Monsen.
I know that some of you wanted
to get ashore.
You have families
and children there, but you can't.
[gasps] We didn't start this fucking shit.
[captain] No, but it's not
in my power to change this.
Somebody said that they would publish
our names and addresses
and call us traitors if we go ashore.
Take that up with your union, not me.
So yes then.
Half of what Great Britain needs
to win this war will be these vessels,
and we'll give them to them.
Norwegian ships, that's what's expected.
Remember that we'll be helping them all,
all their children.
Carry on.
[Sigbjørn sighs]
I really don't know
if we're even up to this mission, Freddy.
[sighs]
Let's say we abort it. We just get off.
We'll go home to Bergen as traitors.
[Sigbjørn grunts]
No job.
Blacklisted everywhere we go.
Just trying to get on.
And the shipping companies won't have us.
If we choose to sail,
it's only for those people back home
and all those poor children in England.
Not because a bunch of fat pigs
in white shirts tell us to.
Agreed?
We'll be home before long.
Because we're lucky.
It was you that said that.
[scoffs] Yeah, so bloody lucky I'd say.
[classical music playing]
[Freddy] Dear Cecilia and my children.
I hope all is well back home.
I heard that there were no civilian
casualties when the Germans took Bergen.
- [grunting]
- [Freddy] I hope it stays that way.
We've been told that all sailors
will stay at sea until the war is over.
[Cecilia panting]
[Freddy] But don't worry.
I'm sailing in calm waters,
and the c rew is trustworthy.
There are some children here as well.
A 14-year-old boy,
just a few years older than William.
But old enough to go out to sea.
His name is Aksel. I'll take care of him.
- How will you be able to send it?
- [chuckles] Homing pigeon.
A pigeon for everyone.
[Freddy] Just like you
take care of each other.
[laughing]
[Freddy] Don't be angry with me, Maggie.
Sometimes, we have to do things
that we don't want to do
because leaving it to others is wrong.
But I promise to come home
as soon as I can.
I'm sure it won't be long.
[sighs] All right.
[Freddy] Love, your father.
- Can you wake up Olav?
- Yes. Should I wake Uncle Torstein too?
- [laughing]
- No, let him sleep longer.
[panting]
They'll dry by winter.
So have you heard from Alfred?
[Cecilia sighs]
He's not sending you his wages
for food and rent?
[Cecilia sighs]
Two kilos. Two kilos of flour.
I'll take four then,
and you'll say thank you.
And you can take it down inside there.
- And what about the rent?
- It's coming.
- Clausen is a dick.
- [Maggie laughs]
- [Cecilia] Hey!
- Well, he is.
Look at that. It's a little boy.
Hmm?
Hmm?
- [Olav fusses]
- [Cecilia] You don't wanna play?
- [clicks tongue] Ah.
- [crying]
Come on, my baby.
We need a little more flour.
Just wash your hands. I'll take care oh!
[crying]
Oh. I'm sorry.
William, um, can you hold him?
There. Try that.
No, don't put it there. [sighs]
You know,
Father won't be able to send any letters
during the war.
That's the only reason.
But he should be home soon, shouldn't he?
- Yeah.
- [pieces clattering]
[Freddy] Coffee, Aksel.
- We can't serve crumpets without coffee.
- No, that won't do.
[Freddy] Hey, hey, hey!
Be careful with that.
If you break it,
Kval will kill you, remember?
Around the neck.
Yeah, and don't forget cream
for Braathen, as I told you.
Who's Braathen?
The third engineer.
You must remember everyone. You can do it.
They know you.
Good morning. This is Aksel.
Aksel.
- [Aksel] Hi.
- Hi.
- Aksel.
- [officer] Nice to meet you.
- [Freddy] Cream?
- [officer] Yes.
[Freddy] "Olav Michaelsen."
"Robert Thommesen."
"Lars Lohne."
We took the blame. Jesus Christ.
[Freddy] "Aron Vilde."
"Jens Dahl."
You have to! You have to!
- [laughing]
- [chattering]
[Freddy] "Søren Aaberg."
"Håkon Mjelde."
"Ole Johnsen."
"Sigurd Eftevåg."
On and on!
[Freddy] "Jon Rosbach."
"Olaf Dalhorn."
"Erling Åsby."
"Alf Pedersen."
"Edvard Daae."
"Olav Bredholm."
"Peder Berntsen."
[sobbing]
Is that everybody?
[sobbing]
[Monsen] When did it happen?
Two weeks ago. The 17th.
Was it a submarine?
[Hanna] Did they find any of them?
They could have got in the lifeboats.
You never know.
They were hit by a torpedo,
and the ship was full of ammunition.
- There's nothing left of them.
- [shudders]
[whimpers]
It would have been quick.
No time to be scared at least.
It was the best way.
[sniffles]
[sobbing]
Shut up.
Shut it, Aksel.
You have no right to do that.
You've only known them a week.
We sailed together everywhere.
For over a year.
If you're going to cry,
you have to do it alone.
Hanna, there's no need.
He has to grow up.
[panting]
[Hanna scoffs]
[Freddy] Aksel.
You don't have to do this, you know.
You're not even 16 yet.
You as well, Hanna.
I don't understand what you're doing here.
You could stay on land
and get a job here, probably.
Be patient until the war is over.
- Then you go home.
- Who will be waiting at home though?
Don't you have your parents
waiting for you back there?
No one is waiting for me.
I'm coming with you. I'm a sailor.
- Oh, my God.
- Too miserable. I can't listen any longer.
Come on, we're going out, all right?
We'll do something fun together.
[Aksel sniffles]
If we hadn't changed ships,
we would have been killed too.
- [Sigbjørn] Yes, lucky.
- [Monsen] Those who live tell the tale.
[Hanna chuckles] Oh, my goodness. Whoo!
- [Sigbjørn] This is what I mean.
- [Monsen] Yeah.
[chattering]
[Hanna] Nice of them to do that.
[TV announcer] Cheering news
by Mr. Churchill
on the U-boat situation.
Transatlantic convoys are crossing
in greater safety.
While the submarine wolf packs
are suffering increasingly severe losses.
- [explosion on screen]
- [audience cheering, shouting]
- [laughing]
- [cheering]
[TV announcer] Enlarged films
from automatically operated cameras
tell the dramatic story
of how some of these were sent
to the bottom of the deep blue sea.
- [audience cheering]
- Yeah!
[TV announcer] Glimpse of a submarine
spitting away the water, a second
depth-charge, outlined with a circle.
Ripped her open like a sardine tin.
Two of its crew cling
to the conning tower.
[audience shouting]
[laughing]
- [man] Bergen.
- What?
I thought I recognized you. Which ship?
- Frostenack.
- I don't believe it.
You heard what's happened?
- [man in Norwegian] Adolf, suck my cock!
- [laughing]
[in English] The Bergen harbour is packed
with German ships. Over a hundred or more.
They say they're building
a U-boat bunker back there.
- Where?
- In Laksevåg, right by the school.
- Holen school?
- Yeah.
[audience continues shouting, laughing]
- [man] Ooh!
- [woman] Whoo!
[aeroplane engines droning]
They're flying northwards.
- [Freddy] Towards Norway?
- [Monsen] Maybe.
[sighs, clears throat]
Who've we got here?
[Kjell] That's Christine.
- [Freddy] How old is she?
- [Kjell] Nineteen.
- You're a lucky bastard.
- [laughs] Yeah.
I know.
- [Freddy] Hey! Hey!
- [Kjell] Hey! Hey!
- Where have you two been?
- [Monsen] We went to the pub.
[Kjell] What's the matter with you, Aksel?
[Monsen sighs] He had one beer
and one whiskey and went pale.
[retches]
[grunts, spits]
- Wonderful.
- [Monsen] Mm.
When this is over,
I will get married
and have a brood of children.
[Aksel coughs]
[Monsen] Seventeen or 18 at least.
Come on. We should go.
- [Monsen] Yeah.
- [laughing]
[Sigbjørn] Fucking hell.
That was that was great.
[Monsen] Come on.
You've no right to be here!
I'm not letting you back on.
- [crowd shouting]
- [man] Go to hell, you piece of shit.
Go to where you belong! [grunts]
Hey! Is it only shit with you?
What's the matter with you?
This man jumped ship
in America a year ago, refused to sail.
So, what? What do we say to that?
[crowd clamouring]
That's enough.
Do you hear me? That's enough!
- Bunch of idiots.
- [chuckles]
Is that true?
They caught him in New York.
And now, this coward's here,
sailing on our boat.
But fucking doesn't want to. Come on!
- Talk! Tell us what you did in New York.
- [man 2] Say it then.
- [man] Huh?
- [man 3] Fucking arsehole.
- [man 2] Come on then. Speak up!
- [man 4] Answer him!
[man] Tell us!
[man 5] Fucking coward!
I danced.
- He danced in the ballet. He danced.
- [laughing]
Last year, I lost my brother, while you
you were dancing in a ballet.
- [shouting] Get off! Coward!
- [crowd shouting]
For fuck's sake, everyone.
That's enough I said! Hey!
- Are you all right?
- [man 6] Come on, dance!
Come on, fuck off.
- So what he can dance?
- [clamouring]
- [man 7] I can dance!
- [man 8] Dance!
- [man 9 chattering indistinctly]
- [crowd laughing]
[classical music playing]
[exhales]
[men shouting, muffled]
Hold on!
[classical music playing]
[shouting]
[gasps]
[classical music playing]
[grunting]
- Move it.
- Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
[shouting]
[grunting]
[panting]
Come on, come on, come on, come on!
[panting]
[panting]
[chattering]
334 NORWEGIAN MERCHANT SHIPS
HAVE BEEN LOS
[man] "Einar Henriksen."
"Alf Lokøy."
"Aksel Andresen."
"Alfred Garnes."
"Sigbjørn Kvalvåg."
"Hanna Wiig."
"Kjell Braathen."
"Hans Fredrik Monsen."
"Lars Holmelid."
[air raid siren wailing]
Air alarm! Go! Go! This way! This way!
[air raid siren wailing]
[explosion]
[men chattering]
[man coughs]
[aeroplane engine droning]
Is today the 27th?
Yes. Why's that?
It's nothing.
[grunting]
So you're 16 today.
Yeah.
[exhales] What is it?
Now you're 16.
You must sail.
You no longer have a choice.
- We'll never get rid of you now.
- [laughs]
[Freddy] Congratulations.
- You're an adult.
- [Aksel] Thanks.
Happy birthday to you ♪
[all] Happy birthday to you ♪
Happy birthday, dear Ak ♪
- [explosion]
- [gasping]
[chattering]
[explosion]
[chattering continues]
[Aksel] Uh
Would you be able to teach me to write?
Can you read though?
No.
Let's begin with that then.
Yeah?
Look, I love you all. I mean it.
But you stink, and so I just wanted
to say that everybody
Like cock.
That's what you were going to say.
That's not what I was about to say.
No, you were gonna say
we all smell like cock.
[snorts]
Except of course you, Hanna. You don't.
It's not your fault you smell different.
You mean pussy?
No ah.
[laughing]
[loud rumbling]
[explosion]
[Freddy] Dear Cecilia and my children.
I hope you are healthy, happy
and at peace.
Four, five
[Freddy] Maybe these words
will find their way home with me one day.
Nine, ten!
- [Freddy] I'll tell you my experiences.
- Whoo! [laughing]
[Freddy] On our last trip,
I saw several albatrosses.
- They are always in the air.
- [shouting, laughing]
[Freddy] They catch fish
on the surface while flying.
- [shouting]
- Yes!
[Freddy] And they do not land
before they come home.
- That's what I've been told.
- [man] Come on!
- [Freddy] And I think it's true.
- Whoo!
[Freddy] 'Cause I've never seen any
of them land on the water.
- [shouting]
- [laughing]
- [Kjell groans, laughs]
- You wanna fight? Let's do it.
[Cecilia] Oh! Oh! Oh!
[laughing]
[Aksel] Yeah, it's cold,
but not that cold.
I thought it would be colder.
- Yeah.
- [Freddy] This is how you start.
Are you ready?
I'll kneel down,
and then you lie on my arms, all right?
- [gasping]
- And now you're swimming.
You'll get better at it.
That's it. Then you paddle your arms.
And I will tell you about Mons,
Kjell, Hanna, Aksel and the rest.
- [shouting]
- [laughing]
[man] Keep going!
- [Kjell shouting]
- [man] Shit!
- [Sigbjørn] Shit.
- [shrieking]
Fuck!
[Freddy] And those who made it.
And those who left us.
[Kjell shrieking]
[sobbing]
[man shouts in German]
[Freddy] You will also tell me everything.
Everything that's beautiful.
Everything that hurts.
[soldiers chattering in German]
[Freddy] I wish I knew
that you were all right.
That you are safe.
That's all I want. You being safe.
Love, your father.
[officer] Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup!
[children laughing]
[man chattering]
[laughs] Look, it's Limping Maggie.
[groans]
- Ow! Ow! [grunts]
- [Maggie grunts]
Malvin, you're going to die, you rat!
[laughing]
- [aeroplane engine droning]
- [explosion]
[laughing]
[explosion]
[exhales]
Well, that's one less problem, Kjell.
It's a good thing.
[Freddy] Soon this war will be over,
and then we can all go home.
[Hanna] Yeah, and we're going home
for fuck's sake.
- [horn blows]
- [man] Back up!
654 NORWEGIAN MERCHANT SHIPS
HAVE BEEN LOS
[grunting]
[grunting continues]
- Stack it properly.
- [Aksel] Of course.
Yep.
[man] Let's do this
before golden hour. Let's go!
It's Murmansk.
I heard it at the office earlier.
Have you spoken to the captain?
About Hanna and Aksel?
About getting them ashore?
[Freddy sighs]
[Sigbjørn huffs]
- [men shout]
- [man] Stop!
Do you think those are meant for us,
do you?
- No.
- [Sigbjørn] No?
But maybe they're for Trondeim
or Narvik or Bergen.
You're completely out of control!
I can't stand you any more!
- Fuck off and leave me alone!
- [Sigbjørn] Stuff it!
- Why don't you have a go!
- Up your arse!
That's enough! Just stop it, will you?
[men chattering]
[Hanna] Have the British
started bombing Norway?
[exhales]
[Sigbjørn] Get back to work.
Who the hell's that?
[officer] Here we are, Captain.
This is the Falkanger, sir.
Some poor bastard
they tracked down in the end.
Now he's going to hell with us.
[officer 2] These men
will look after us tonight.
We have to be nice to them, no nonsense.
Everyone, we're sailing
tomorrow morning. First column.
I knew it.
We have the commander about our port.
So let's show him what we can do.
It's over.
[officer 2] Hanna Wiig and Aksel Andresen
can pack their bags and come with me.
The others will continue
with what they're doing,
so that we can finish.
What did I do wrong?
Just say yes, remember?
- What?
- Just say yes.
[Hanna exhales]
Remember what you're supposed
to tell the doctor.
You're shitting blood for a while now.
[Kjell] The convoy from Iceland.
In total, it was 34 ships
headed towards Murmansk.
Twenty-three were sunk.
And what does that make the odds?
Two out of three?
We'll be slaughtered out there.
We won't be slaughtered though.
It's the animals that will be slaughtered,
while we get torpedoed.
[Freddy] Can you please shut up?
I had sailed for years before it began.
So many years.
We've already done our share.
Hanna and Aksel are safe now.
They went ashore.
They're safe there.
And now, you have go home
to your kids, Alfred, right?
This one we should leave alone.
It just feels different.
We must get home.
[officer 3] There's no one here.
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