Episode 7

♪ ♪ It looks as if the Japanese have bombed Pearl Harbor, sir.

♪ ♪ FRANKLIN (on film): I ask that the Congress declare a state of war.

(cheers and applause) HARRY: Our concern is that there might be a conspiracy to kidnap you and the children.

Märtha... (in Norwegian): Olav!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (traffic humming, horns honking) NEWSBOY: Extra, extra!

Read all about it!

German saboteurs captured in New York!

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MAN: Here you go, kid.

German saboteurs captured in New York!

Extra, extra!

Read all about it!

MAN 2: Could I get one here?

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

German saboteurs captured in New York!

♪ ♪ (brakes squeak) (engine stops) MAN: I'm coming.

(Märtha and Ragni speaking Swedish) MAN 2: Okay, take these bags... MAN 1: Yes, sir, right away.

(footsteps approaching) (car door opens, dog barking) MAN: Welcome.

♪ ♪ (indistinct chatter) FRANKLIN: Yes.

That's great news, Harry, thank you.

(hangs up) Oh, I have missed you.

Hmm.

I reckon you've heard about our German saboteurs.

Yes, we are so relieved.

Hmm.

Listen, I wanted...

Listen, I have some... (both laughing) You first.

Oh, I can't keep it to myself any longer.

(sighs): Märtha, I just received confirmation that seven destroyers are ready to start their maiden voyage to England shortly after the summer.

Well, you are getting your warship.

A gift from America to Norway.

Thank you, that's... wonderful news.

(chuckles) Ah!

Your turn.

You were saying... No, no.

Nothing important.

(chuckles) (telephone ringing) Forbes speaking.

(man talking indistinctly over phone) (speaking Norwegian): (man continues) (car approaching) (hangs up) ♪ ♪ ♪ When can I see you again?

♪ ♪ I've been waiting out here ♪ ♪ For so long ♪ ♪ And I don't seem ♪ ♪ To find a reason ♪ ♪ To keep building these castles ♪ ♪ Out of snow ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ They only melt away ♪ ♪ When spring is arriving ♪ ♪ And you won't be here ♪ ♪ Waiting to drag me down ♪ ♪ Into your pond ♪ (birds chirping) ELIZA: Finally!

(Ragni and Eliza laughing) Hello.

Hello.

ELIZA: Oh, how wonderful to see you.

Welcome.

Hello, children.

For you.

For me?

I picked them myself.

RAGNI: Yes, we stopped by the road.

How incredibly kind of you.

I love flowers.

(laughs) Come on up.

(sighs): Did you have a nice ride?

RAGNI: Oh, yes.

It was hot.

ELIZA: I can imagine.

There's a nice breeze on my patio, so don't you worry.

I want to be with Mom.

I've got some fresh lemonade.

Are you thirsty?

But maybe, well, just maybe, later we can go and get some ice cream.

(laughs) That's what I thought.

Come on.

Oh, look at you two.

(laughs) MÄRTHA: But is it really necessary to execute the saboteurs?

Absolutely.

We must send a strong message to Hitler.

The electric chair?

They don't deserve a soldier's execution.

But there is no evidence they were after either you or me that night.

Regardless, the ones who confessed revealed plans of other operations that could have been disastrous.

Many American lives were spared.

(sighs) All this violence.

And all this security.

Better safe than sorry.

HARALD: Astrid!

Stop!

(child laughing) I don't mean to pry, but what exactly is the relationship between the crown princess and the president?

Even if I knew, I am not in a position to tell you.

(dog barking) But I'm sure you're aware of the rumors, at least.

And they do spend a lot of time together.

Even without a chaperone.

I mean, why aren't you with her now?

(dog barking, children playing) FRANKLIN: I have to apologize that Eliza Forbes slipped through the cracks.

(sighs) Who could've thought?

She was my mother's masseuse, for God's sake.

I'm not sure I understand.

Oh.

She's not to be trusted.

Turns out she's closely connected to the Norwegian Nazi prime minister.

She is good friends with his brother, who happens to live in Brooklyn.

She is definitely pro-Nazi.

Oh, my God.

I know.

Ragni is visiting Mrs. Forbes now.

What?

Yes, and she has the children with her.

Jones!

So what do you say, children?

Would you like some ice cream now?

CHILDREN: Yes!

Yes, please!

There's an ice cream place down the road-- do you mind if I take them?

Do I have any choice?

No.

(laughs) No, I'll take them.

Oh, relax-- it's right over there, and how often do you get the chance to be off your feet for five minutes?

Hmm?

(laughs) All right, then, but listen to Mrs. Forbes, okay?

Yes.

Yes.

We will.

Yes.

(laughs) And we'll be back in five.

ELIZA: Come along, children, it's this way.

♪ ♪ How is it possible that no one knows where Mrs. Forbes lives?

She lives in the town of Hyde Park, that's all I know.

We'll get down there immediately and locate her.

FRANKLIN: Let's go.

JONES: Okay, boys.

Let's rally up!

(car engine revs) (indistinct chatter) (children shouting) (car engines rev) (tires screech) JONES: Wait here.

All right.

Come on, come on.

Forbes.

Yes.

Got it, 33 Oaks Road, let's go!

♪ ♪ (insects chirping, dog barking) (children laughing) (Ragnhild and Astrid speaking Norwegian) RAGNHILD: (car approaching) ♪ ♪ Wait here, we'll search the house.

JONES: All right, let's spread out.

MEN: Yes, sir.

(door opens) Come on, let's go.

Come on.

MAN: Clear!

There's nobody back there, sir.

(door closes) Clear.

(mutters) No one there.

What?

But her car's here, so they can't be far.

MÄRTHA: That gate is open.

Stay in the car, Your Highness, we'll check it out.

(grunts, ice cream falls) My ice cream.

Well, that's all right.

I actually have some more ice cream at home.

Let me ask that nice man over there to take us back to the house, all right?

Come on.

RAGNHILD: No, I don't think we should.

Don't worry about it-- I, I know him.

They're friends.

Come on.

Ragni's probably worried about us.

We really need to get back.

Yes?

Come on, let's go.

RAGNI: Eliza?

Where are you going?

We were just on our way back.

(in Norwegian): He just lost his ice cream, so he's a bit sad.

(car engine revving, tires squealing) JONES: Hold it right there!

Jonesy, you're being silly.

JONES: Step away from the children, Mrs. Forbes.

This must be some kind of misunderstanding.

Mrs. OØstgaard, please come with me.

Bring the children with you.

How could you?

Mrs. OØstgaard, please.

You're under arrest, Mrs. Forbes.

Now, what's all this about?

Shut up.

Take her.

Careful!

JONES: There she is.

HARALD: Mom!

(Märtha gasps) Harald!

Oh!

Harald.

Oh, thank God.

HARALD: Mommy!

MÄRTHA: Thank God.

(Ragnhild and Märtha speaking Norwegian) JONES: We got her, Mr. President.

The children aren't harmed.

FRANKLIN: Oh, thank God.

(Jones continues indistinctly) RAGNHILD: (Olav speaking Norwegian, Märtha speaking Swedish) (speaking Swedish): (Olav speaking Norwegian) ♪ ♪ (breathing deeply) (sniffling) ♪ ♪ (gasps) (speaking Swedish) (speaking Swedish) (sobbing): RAGNI: (Märtha inhales sharply) (Ragni soothing) ♪ ♪ (indistinct chatter) One more, please.

BARTENDER: No problem.

♪ ♪ (cash register chimes, glasses clink) BARTENDER: This is yours.

Thank you.

(gulls squawking) (indistinct chatter) (hammering, machinery running) (car engine putters) NEWSREEL ANNOUNCER: A year after the Blitz, London is slowly and steadily rising like a phoenix from the ashes, thanks to the stoic and... WOMAN: Excuse me, Your Majesty.

You have a visitor.

NEWSREEL ANNOUNCER: Prime Minister Churchill stated that... MAN: Welcome, madam.

Will you take all the luggage up?

Märtha.

(Märtha speaking Swedish, Haakon speaking Danish) (exclaims) (car door closes) (laughs) (Ragni speaking Swedish) (Olav speaking Norwegian) (laughing): ♪ ♪ (footsteps approaching) ♪ ♪ (loud cheering) (shouting, cheering) (applauding) ♪ ♪ HAAKON (speaking Danish): (guests murmuring and chuckling) ♪ ♪ GUESTS: ♪ ♪ (music playing, laughter) (Olav speaking Norwegian) (Märtha speaking Swedish) (Olav chuckling) (Olav scoffs) ♪ ♪ (mirthless chuckle) MÄRTHA: (thunder rumbling in distance) ♪ ♪ (car departing) (laughter, lively chatter) (music playing) (glasses clinking, drinks pouring) (lively chatter, laughter) (all speaking Norwegian) ULLA AND THORBJOØRN: (lively music playing) (laughter) (others chuckling) ERLING and THORBJOØRN: (chuckling) (others chuckling) Ja.

Two pints, please, and three whiskeys.

BARTENDER: Yes, sir.

(gasps) (chuckling) THORBJOØRN and ERLING: THORBJOØRN and TULLA: THORBJOØRN AND ULLA: THORBJOØRN: ULLA: (bar sounds fade) ♪ ♪ (children laughing in distance) ♪ ♪ FRANKLIN: Märtha.

MÄRTHA: Franklin.

How was London?

Oh, it was worse than I thought.

Oh, hmm.

(sighs) Everything okay?

I just got news.

My eldest son, Jimmy, he's...

He's been in combat against the Japanese on Makin Island.

Is he hurt?

No, he's, he's fine.

He's all right, thank God.

But his battalion suffered losses.

20-odd men killed, several captured.

It made me realize it could just as well have been him.

(sighs) I don't want to talk about all this sad stuff.

I need a good laugh.

How about a drink?

What'll you have?

We have some nice old bourbon, gin-- a martini.

We have to stop seeing each other like this.

(sighs) ♪ ♪ Why?

Because I need to get Olav back.

He did send you and the children away.

Yes.

And that is his sacrifice.

But he's done nothing to protect you.

Actually, he has.

He made sure I was under your protection.

(inhales) Märtha... We have something special, you and I.

Something that neither of us could ever experience with anyone else.

We both know that.

(voice trembling): Thank you for everything you've done for my family.

Märtha... (sighs, door slides open) ♪ ♪ (engine idling) (car door closes) (sighs) MÄRTHA (in Swedish): (speaking Norwegian): (Olav hangs up) (slams receiver down) ♪ ♪ HOPKINS: And we now have a reply from the Norwegian king, who will be sending Crown Prince Olav in his place to accept the destroyer, so... No.

Huh?

Crown Prince Olav will not formally accept the ship.

But King Haakon is indisposed... Märtha will do it.

From a diplomatic perspective, I would insist...

I don't care, Harry.

Tell them either Märtha accepts the ship or I'll rename it the King Leopold and give it to the Belgians instead.

(exhales) Thank you, Harry.

You're the boss.

♪ ♪ HAAKON (in Danish): OLAV (in Norwegian): (air raid siren wailing) MAN (in distance): Everybody, get down to the basement.

Hurry, please!

NORDLIE (in Norwegian): MAN: Everybody, down to the basement.

Hurry, please.

(siren continues) (indistinct chatter) MAN: Let's go down to the bunker.

Count everybody.

(siren continues, dogs barking in distance) HAAKON: (dogs barking, planes roaring) ♪ ♪ (Haakon sighs) (distant clattering) (clears throat) (distant clattering) (explosions, dogs barking in distance) (footsteps approaching) ELEANOR: Franklin.

Eleanor, I'm too tired to read your notes tonight.

Mm-hmm.

They can wait.

I'm leaving for London tomorrow, so you'll have plenty of time to read them.

Hmm.

That's why I put in three extra tonight.

(sighs) I'll take it from here.

Of course, madam.

FRANKLIN: Thank you, Arthur.

(sighs) Harry told me about Märtha.

(inhales sharply) I know what you're going to say.

ELEANOR: And?

Well, it's the right thing to do.

(exhales) Right for whom?

(exhales) You would hate it if I were given credit for something that you had worked so hard for.

Just make sure you're doing it for the right reason.

Doing it for the wrong reason will not bring her back.

Now.

Take care, Franklin.

I will call you when I get to London.

Please do.

And Godspeed.

(chuckles): Yes, well... Eleanor.

Thank you.

What for?

(breathes deeply) For being my eyes and ears on the ground.

For doing what I'm not capable of doing.

♪ ♪ (birds chirping) (breathes deeply) Hmm.

Your breathing is still a bit heavy.

Just a bit of congestion-- hardly bothers me.

The preliminary test results are as we feared, Mr. President.

Glasses off, please.

Now, I want to admit you to hospital to undergo more in-depth tests.

Will I be dying any time soon?

(scoffs): Let's hope not.

Then I don't want to be prodded and stuck full of needles.

I feel fine.

You're not fine, though.

You have to be realistic and take the situation seriously.

I'll be the judge of that-- Arthur, my jacket.

Right away, sir.

Thank you.

Thank you, Doctor.

♪ ♪ (gulls squawking) ELEANOR: I'm so happy that you could make the time to see me.

Yes, of course.

Couldn't let you come all this way and not spend some time with you.

How are you finding London?

Surprisingly cold.

I wanted nothing more than to take a hot bath after a long journey, and they said, "No, don't fill the bathtub with more than eight inches of water."

(laughing): They'd even drawn a line in the bathtub.

Yes, there are rations on both water and heating, even at Buckingham Palace.

Are there rations on daylight, as well?

The curtains are drawn all day long.

It's in case of bomb attacks.

Keeps the splinters out of our eyes.

Oh.

Yes, of course.

(chuckles) Every once in a while, he does do something right, you know?

Who?

Franklin.

♪ ♪ I have very few regrets in my life, but I do... ...regret not fighting more for my marriage.

But you are still married.

Technically, yes.

But... We're merely a, a team where mutual respect is the best that we can offer one another.

We... got so lost fighting for our causes that... we both lost our soulmates.

Um...

I'm sorry to hear that your marriage is... ...an arrangement.

It needn't be.

For you and Märtha.

Over the past years, Märtha has been torn between her country, her children, and you, but I have never once seen her put herself first in any situation.

She's a truly remarkable person, Olav.

She...

Capable of love in a way that, certainly, I never was.

You would be a fool if you were to throw it all away because of some... SERVANT: Your Highness.

Tea is served.

Yes.

OLAV: Thank you.

♪ ♪ (indistinct chatter) (both speaking Norwegian) (sighs) (sighs) ♪ ♪ (bell tolls) NYGAARDSVOLD (speaking Norwegian): (typewriter clicking in background) (speaking Norwegian): (clears throat) (speaking Norwegian): NYGAARDSVOLD: ♪ ♪ (speaking Danish): ♪ ♪ (crowd cheering) (cheering continues) (engine stops) ♪ ♪ (laughing) ♪ ♪ (crowd cheering) ♪ ♪ (cheering continues) ♪ ♪ FRANKLIN (over megaphone): If there is anyone who still wonders why this war is being fought, let him look to Norway.

♪ ♪ If there is anyone with any delusions that this war could have been averted, let him look to Norway.

♪ ♪ And if there is anyone who doubts the democratic will to win, again, I say let him look to Norway.

♪ ♪ MÄRTHA (voiceover): The beautiful and generous words just expressed by you, Mr. President, will ultimately find their way to every Norwegian home.

Yes, to everywhere on this globe where Norwegian women and men are praying and working and fighting to regain the free and happy Norway we all long for.

Thank you.

(crowd cheering and applauding) (softly): There's something I need to know.

Yes?

Was it all because of this?

Yes.

No, you're lying.

I can see it.

♪ ♪ (gulls squawking) ♪ ♪ (cocks pistol) (fires) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ RAGNHILD: Do you think we have to go back to Norway?

I think I'd rather stay.

The children really need to see their father.

You must also think of yourself.

ELEANOR: It's really bad, Harry.

(Franklin coughing) He isn't well.

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