:56:02
- Come on, let's go.
- Behind it.
:56:04
Follow me.
:56:09
- Get behind them.
- Come on, we need more. Go!
:56:16
- Get out of the way!
- Get out, or I shoot.
:56:18
- Move over!
- You'll get run down.
:56:22
- Move over!
- Get out of the way!
:56:26
- Stand aside.
- Don't come closer.
:56:31
No shooting here!
:56:35
- Out of the way, you Danish scum.
- Back!
:56:56
The driver dumped the truck,
:56:58
and we headed for a deserted
warehouse, where we spent the night.
:57:01
The next day, with a wreath
on the handlebars, a black armband
:57:05
and two innocent and tearful children,
:57:08
I peddled north
to a little fishing village.
:57:11
The sight of a sad family
on its way to a funeral
:57:14
was too much for the guards
at the roadblocks.
:57:26
It was a relief to finally look up
the road and see my last hideout.
:57:30
The underground in Copenhagen
had sent a message
:57:33
to the OSS in Stockholm,
:57:35
telling them when
and where to expect me.
:57:38
The only thing left now
was to get there.