A Wind at My Back Christmas (2001)

[bunniefuu]

(delightful music)

(car horn blowing)

- [Toppy] All right,
Violet, one more time.

- And then spoke the Lord to me,

the angel of the Lord and
thy did come down to Mary.

- Mary, where's Mary?

- I can read Mary.

- Jim, are you listening?

- Hmm, what?

Oh, ah, yes of course.

- It looks like Mary had
to go home for dinner.

So, let's call it a day.

We have to work very hard
in the next few weeks.

But on Christmas Eve when we perform,

the whole town will be proud.

Now go on home, everyone.

Jim, about the script.

Some of the lines are a bit
difficult for the children.

- With a little more
practice they'll be fine.

- What I mean is, it
needs to be rewritten.

- Really?

Which line?

- All of it.

- But it sounded fine to me.

- Dialogue is supposed to
sound like normal speech.

- I am a science teacher,
Toppy, not a writer.

- I know, but will you try?

- Fine.

(sighs)

- This is going to be dreadful.

- Just like everything else in my life.

- What are you talking
about, your life is fine.

- It's not.

- What's the problem?

- Boys.

- At your age that's the
only problem there is.

Is it someone at school?

- No!

They're idiots.

They think I'm nice
enough to be friends with,

but that's all.

(sighs)

- By the way, how are your studies going?

- Fine.

I got two more courses this morning.

- Oh.

- I only wish they
weren't by correspondence.

- [Toppy] You actually want to go to class

with those young people?

- Not young people, students.

Reading the same books,
thinking about important ideas,

being able to talk with your professors,

hear them lecture.

Sometimes I'm so jealous of Hub,

it's almost sinful. (laughs)

It's hard on the family,
but Max is being so helpful.

- Speaking of Max,

is he terribly busy these days?

- Pretty busy, why?

- It's the Christmas pageant.

Jim Flett wrote the script,

and believe me, he is not a dramatist.

- Max isn't either.

Not anymore.

- But he was so good at it.

You don't lose that kind of talent.

- He's lost interest.

At least that's what he says.

(playful music)

- Thank you, good night.

- Oh, Max!

- Good evening, Toppy.

- You look like you've
had a very tiring day.

- Toppy, lately every day is tiring.

- Well, I have just the thing
to pick up your spirits,

and just in time for the holidays.

How would you like to write the script

for our Christmas pageant?

- I thought Jim Flett was doing that.

- Well, I mean, rewrite his script.

- Toppy, I don't have time!

- Oh, but Max, it would be so much better.

- Toppy, I'm the town mayor,

I'm a teacher, I'm the principal,

not to mention all the extra work at home

with Honey's courses.

I don't have any extra time

for even the tiniest little thing.

And rewriting a script, Toppy,
is not a little tiny thing!

(delightful music)

(sighs)

- Since when did you
decide to become a cop?

- When I started reading stories

about the Mounties as a kid.

Why doesn't anybody believe me?

- Maybe 'cause you change
your mind every other week.

- If I was Hub,

you'd all be writing letters
to the head of the RCMP

telling 'em I'd be the
best Mountie in Canada.

- That's because you can trust Hub.

- You can trust me.

- Not if you're a cop.

Cops have to do dirty things like

make people rat on their friends.

- Not people, criminals.

And just because your father was in jail.

- So I don't like cops, sue me!

- You know, I don't even
know why I told you this.

- I gotta go to rehearsal.

I don't know why you told me either.

(light music)

- Max, the RCMP is recruiting,
you get to go to Regina.

- You don't need another excuse

to avoid more school work, Fat.

- It isn't!

- Mommy, Zach won't sit still.

- You wanted to be a chess master,

then a garage mechanic, then a pilot.

- This isn't like the other things.

I wanted to be a Mountie for
a really long time, I just-

- Do you have any idea what
the minimum requirements are?

How old you have to be?

What kind of education you need?

- I'll find out!

Because it's what I really wanna do.

I'm going to apply.

- No you're not!

You're gonna concentrate
on school for a change.

You show me some half decent marks

and next year when you're old enough,

we'll see how you feel
about the RCMP then.

- But Max!

- Mail's here!

You got a letter from Hub
and a card from Aunt Grace.

And your school work.

- That's fast.

I just finished the last
courses two weeks ago.

Let's see what we've got.

- [Grace Voiceover] What a macabre journey

this has turned out to be.

I keep asking myself why I came.

Even if it was my husband's last wish

for me to collect his remains,

it feels like a lifetime ago

that Van went off to fight
the fascists in Spain

and even longer since I married him.

Mother's holding up well in
spite of the chaos around us.

It's as though the darkness of
w*r has settled over Europe.

Even though there is no w*r yet,

the effects of it are everywhere.

Tomorrow, we leave for Madrid.

We're told that the fighting continues,

even though Franco has won.

But we've come this
far, I cannot turn back.

I will honor my husband despite
my misgivings about him.

We have to change our return passage.

We expect to be in New Bedford
by December 10th or 11th.

We miss you all.

Love to everyone.

- Is that from Grace?

- Oh, Maisey, I didn't know
you were coming home for lunch.

- Did they find his body yet?

- They haven't even gotten to Spain,

so they won't be home until mid-December.

- Oh.

That means you have to
stay and look after me

for even longer.

- I know, you're too old
to need a babysitter.

- That's okay, Toppy.

Did I get a letter from Hub?

- Not today.

(light music)

- [Hub Voiceover] Dear Maisey,

I'm sorry it's been so
long since I've written.

I've been studying hard

and I made it through midterms
without too much trouble.

My friends here are aces.

Father Fitzroy continues
to be an inspiration to me,

both as a spiritual and
an academic advisor.

University is a privilege, Maisey.

I hope you have a similar opportunity,

but not with the church necessarily.

There's such interesting people here

and I've been able to
make fast friendships.

- You are so sneaky, Hubert.

- You have to be with those campus cops.

- If they were clever,
they'd follow behind us

and tear down every sign we put up.

- Yeah, but they're not clever.

So what next?

We can't put anymore
posters outside today.

- I thought you didn't
care about getting caught.

- Oh, I don't, I mean
they're not real police.

They could always give your name

to the chairman of the music
department and he could--

- Professor Coburn is my friend.

He was against the Nazis since 1925

when Hitler published "Mein Kampf."

- You're amazing, you know
so much about everything.

- I don't. (laughs)

- You do, you know all about
what's going on in Europe.

- Because I'm from Vienna.

- And you know about our
immigration policies.

- Because I'm an immigrant.

- You help organize so many demonstrations

that you never even go to.

- Because I'm a music student.

We work much harder than everyone else.

- And you have answers for everything.

- I think I know where to
put the rest of the posters.

- In here, they have
strict rules against it.

- That's why everyone will notice.

Hurry up before someone sees.

(elegant music)

- Fifteen people for mass.

What's the world coming to?

- Well, everyone's tired from midterms.

- It's no excuse.

You turned up, didn't you?

- I might not have if I wasn't
in charge of the altar boys.

- Don't pat yourself on
the back yet, Hubert.

And buttering me up won't
make you a good priest.

You won't be any kind of
priest if you fail chemistry.

- I don't see the relevance of chemistry

to the spiritual life.

- It's a lesson in obedience,

which brings me to a related matter.

Why are you consorting with all those

anti-fascist ruffians on campus?

- Oh, they're not ruffians,

they're decent people who
love charity and peace.

- That's not what I heard.

Everyone said you made
quite a speech yesterday.

- Word travels fast.

- Watch out, Hubert.

You could become a campus celebrity.

Anyway, why make such
a big deal over Hitler?

- Well, he's already invaded Austria,

he's moving into Czechoslovakia.

This egomaniac plans to
take over all of Europe.

- He's a ridiculous buffoon

who'll destroy himself long before anyone

gets a chance to stop him.

(graceful music)

(applauds)

- Professor Coburn, I didn't realize.

Oh, it was terrible, the
intonation was very poor.

- You're too severe with yourself, Anna.

Accept my praise.

Listen carefully, I have to
leave Toronto for a while.

- Why?

How long?

- I don't know.

- Where will you be?

- It's better if you don't know that.

If you need help, call this number.

But only use it if you have to.

Contacting them could be dangerous.

- Why do you have to go?

- My colleagues think
we've been infiltrated.

- Infiltrated, who would
wanna infiltrate us?

All we've done is organize
a few little demonstrations.

- I was just about to tell
the professor that he's wrong.

- Who do you think it is?

- Mr. Bailey, you shouldn't
creep up on people.

- Oh, sir, I didn't mean
to creep up on anyone.

I was just--
- Ms. Schiller's right.

Most reports of infiltrators
are false rumors

designed to create paranoia.

I shouldn't have taken it seriously.

I'm sure your recital will
be excellent, Miss Schiller.

I'll see you when I return.

Good day.

- What's wrong?

Do you think there's an infiltrator?

- No, I'm thinking about my recital.

I have another piece to learn

and it's a Bach courante
and very difficult.

- I'll keep you company for moral support.

- Ah, Hubert.

- I promise, I won't distract you.

It's just I study better
when you're around...

When you're playing I mean.

- You know, I think I play
better when you're around too.

(ardent music)

(sighs)

Sometimes I hate Bach.

- As much as I hate chemistry? (laughs)

- What shall we do?

- Something wild.

- Like?

- Let's go have a beer.

(laughs)

- Let' find a dark, smoky
jazz club and dance all night.

- Only Toronto has one of those.

- Excuse me.

Are you Miss Anna Schiller?

- Yes.

- Inspector Wells, RCMP.

Can I see your passport please?

- Of course.

- All right.

Ludwig Schiller, that's your father.

I'm sorry, am I saying that right?

- Sir, isn't nine o'clock a little late

to be checking people's papers?

- What's your name, son?

- Hubert Bailey.

- Hubert Bailey.

Could you give us a telephone number

or an address for your father in Vienna?

Could you write that down there please?

Is something wrong?

- No, it's just they
told me they were moving

and I don't know the new address.

- Oh, I see.

Do you know a Professor Walter Coburn?

- Yes.

- Did you have any contact with him

before you came to Canada?

- Only through my
application to study here.

- Have you seen him lately?

- Not for a week or so.

- Do you have any idea at all where he is?

- Why, has he disappeared?

- Miss Schiller?

- I don't know.

- Oh.

Well, we'll be in touch then.

Thank you.

- What was that all about?

Are you all right?

- I'm fine.

- You're upset.

- No, I'm just tired.

I practiced for five hours today.

Come, let's have a beer.

- Tell me why he scared you so much.

- You look so serious, you scare me.

We need to have some fun.

Come, smile for me, Hubert.

(celestial music)

- Bless me, father, for I have sinned.

It has been two weeks
since my last confession.

- Let's hear the list.

- There's a girl, father.

- I see.

And have you acted on your feelings?

- No.

Sort of.

But not physically.

- If you've acted on
them metaphysically, son,

then this isn't a simple case of lust

and we're in deeper waters than I thought.

Are you in love?

- I don't know, father.

- You can love God and love a
girl at the same time, Hubert.

You just can't be a priest
while you're doing it.

Do you still want to be a priest?

- Yes.

What should I do, father?

- Search your heart.

And keep your hands to yourself.

Say three Hail Marys, two Our Fathers.

Say your rosary and pray for strength.

You're going to need it.

(troubled music)

- [Hub] What did he want?

- Hubert, please, I have to hurry!

- Wait, not until you
tell me what's going on.

- I can't, it's too dangerous!

- What kind of trouble are you in?

- Professor Coburn, he's
hiding from the authorities.

No one knows where he is.

- So, What does that have to do with you?

- There's nothing you can do.

There's nothing anyone can do.

- Wait, how do you know
that until you tell me?

- Go home, see your family.

Forget about me!

- Tell me the truth,
I'm begging you, please!

I can help you.

- My father's name is not Ludwig Schiller.

It's Abraham.

- [Toppy] Honey, has he said
he'd rewrite the script yet?

- No, and I don't understand.

It's something he's always loved doing.

I thought I'd won him over completely.

- Can you try again?

- I could, but I hate pressuring
him when he's so busy.

- But I am getting desperate.

- I'm sorry, Toppy,

I think you're gonna have
to go on the assumption

that Max won't do it.

Don't forget, Hub's train
comes in at 4:25. (laughs)

See you tomorrow!
- Yeah.

(humming)

- Where is that file?

(gentle music)

- [Violet] Dad, can you
help me rehearse my lines

for the Christmas pageant?

- Okay.

Okay, Vi, you play the angel,

and Zach, you play the shepherd boy, okay?

And I'll do everybody else.

Okay Vi, you start.

- And then spoke the Lord to
me, the angel of the Lord,

and I did tell the coming of a child.

- But this cannot be.

My beloved, my wife Mary is a virgin.

There can be no child with us, with us.

- [Violet] The child will
be a child of the Lord.

- Oh, we are blessed by the Lord.

We are with child,

this is terrible, Violet.

No wonder you can't learn these lines.

Jim, what are you doing?

Okay, Violet, try it like this.

I am an angel of the Lord

and he told me to bring
Mary news of the child.

- I am the angel of the Lord and he--

- And he told me to bring--

- And he told me to bring
Mary news of the child.

- Yeah.
- That's a lot easier.

- It's good.

- You're so good at this.

- You've been talking
to Toppy haven't you?

- Come on, Max, they
really need your help.

- I have enough on my
plate as it is, Honey.

- But you love it, you're a natural.

I haven't seen you have
this much fun in months.

(playful music)

- How many of you have
memorized your lines?

That is not acceptable.

I want you to spend all
weekend learning this script.

- But you said the words were too hard.

- I don't care how bad it is.

You're gonna get it down pat by Monday!

- They might have more success

if they worked on a revised version.

- Oh!

- Now you guys only have
10 days to memorize this,

but I'm sure you'll manage.

- Honey said you were too busy!

- Honey's too smart for her own good.

- You've been working on
this without telling her?

- Well, I didn't think
I'd complete it on time,

I didn't wanna get anybody's hopes up.

(squeals)

There you go.

- What do you think?

- Very nice.

What's the occasion?

- Hub's coming home.

So I have to look my absolute
best at the train station.

- Maisey.
- Think I should wear makeup?

He's never seen me in makeup so.

- Maisey.

(gentle music)

- What, he's not a priest yet!

Is that from Grace?

Is it bad news?

- They're back in England,

but Mother Bailey's got pneumonia,

so they couldn't leave
when they were supposed to.

- Well, they're gonna be home
for Christmas, aren't they?

- Of course they are,

we can't have Christmas without
Mother Bailey and Grace.

- Okay.

(lighthearted music)

(women squealing)
- [Hub] Hey!

- You look thin, you're not eating!

- I eat plenty, Mom.

- Don't listen to her,
you look very handsome!

- Hi, Aunt Toppy.

Maisey?

You look nice.

It's so good to see everyone.

It's so good to be home.

- Welcome to the wandering scholar.

- My little brother.

And my other little brother.

How you doin', Fat?

- Not bad I guess.

- Let's get you home and
get some dinner into you.

- Mom, mom, this is my
friend, Anna Schiller.

She's from Vienna.

She doesn't have any family here,

so I invited her to
spend Christmas with us.

- Are you sure you don't
mind letting me stay here?

- Of course not, we have lots of room

and there's only a couple of us here,

not 'til Grace and
Mother Bailey come home.

And then, well.

- You are very kind.

- Nonsense, any friend of Hub's.

- Just so you know, I get up very early.

So, you might wanna stay in
the room on the third floor.

- It's freezing up there.

We wouldn't want our guest
to get frostbite, would we?

No, Anna will stay in
Hub and Fat's old room.

- Thank you so much.

Would you mind if I rested?

It's been a busy day.

- I'll show you the way.

- Oh, no, that's all right.

Just tell me which one and I can find it.

- Upstairs.

Third door on the left.

- Thank you.

- Do you think she's, you know.

- I'm not sure.

Schiller could be a Jewish name or German.

Hub says she's from Austria.

- I mean do you think
she's his girlfriend?

- How can she be?

Hub's gonna be a priest.

Unless he's changed his mind.

(soft music)

- Well, I think he feels sorry for her.

That's why he brought her here.

- [Hub] I forgot how much
I missed your cooking, Mom.

- Why didn't you let us know that you were

bringing home a friend?

- I decided at the last minute.

She looked so sad this morning.

- [Honey] Do you and Anna
have classes together?

- No, she's part of the music department.

They say she's gonna be
a famous cellist one day.

- Then how did you meet her?

- The anti-fascist group.

- So, she's not one of the Austrians

that welcomed Hitler with open arms?

- [Hub] No.

- How did you find time for
politics in your busy schedule?

- [Fat] Not to mention girlfriends.

- Fat.

- I didn't know they let
priests have girlfriends now.

- Well, I'm not a priest and
she's not my girlfriend, Fat.

- She's very pretty.

Why don't they let
priests have girlfriends?

- It's a little complicated, Vi.

- Did you meet her at a demonstration?

- No, she helps organize them.

We hand out flyers and put up posters.

- I know you didn't really
spend all your time studying.

- Actually, Fat, this
is just as important.

- It's not your job to
save the world, Hub.

- Mom, if you can bury
your head in the sand

and hope Hitler will go away, that's fine.

I can't.

(burdened music)

Excuse me.

- Is Anna really just a friend?

- Yes.

- Because if you've chosen
to abandon your calling--

- Oh, mom, please!

- Are you gonna let the
first girl who comes along

change everything you've
hoped and planned for?

- If I choose to become a priest,

it's gonna be because
I've searched my soul.

- Guess you're not perfect anymore.

- Never was, Fat.

You made that up to make
yourself feel better

about what a screw up you are, remember?

What's biting you anyway?

- You better watch it.

You cross me and you're gonna
have to answer to the RCMP.

- What?

- I'm gonna be a Mountie.

- You know, Fat, just so you know,

all that stuff about the noble
Mounties is a fairy tale.

They're underhanded and
arbitrary, just like all cops.

- What do you know about it?

- More than you think.

- How, you broke the law lately?

- That's right, Fat, it's
me, Hub, the criminal.

(soft music)

- [Max] Where are you going at this hour?

- Morning mass.

- So, you haven't abandoned the church.

- Is that what my mother said?

- You be patient with your mother, Hub.

She wants you to be a priest.

And if you want it, I'm all for it.

I gotta tell you, Hub,

I couldn't do it,

and most men can't.

- Max, why does everyone
think Anna's my girlfriend?

- Because you seem to care about her.

- I care about a lot of people.

- All I'm saying, Hub,

Hub, if it's more than that.

- Why does it have to matter so much?

- Women or the church?

- I don't even know, both.

- University, you're growin' up, Hub.

You still ask the tough questions.

- I gotta go, I don't
wanna be late for mass.

- Okay.

- You think she'll want eggs?

- Who cares?

She can eat what we're eating.

- You never eat anything for breakfast.

I don't know how you get through the day.

- That's what my mother always says.

Everyone is up so early.

- I work.

- On Sunday?

- Maisey does the early
shift at the phone company.

And what have you got
planned for today, Anna?

- Well, I have to practice my cello

and then Hubert told me he'd
show me around New Bedford.

- Ah!

- He's gonna be really busy
with his family, you know.

- How would you like to play
in our Christmas pageant?

Maisey's playin' the piano,
but she could use some help.

- I don't need any help.

- Maisey!

- I don't think that
would be a very good idea.

- Well, you've played at
Christmas concerts haven't you?

- Yes but--

- Well, then I won't
take no for an answer.

- You'll have to fit in with the piano.

- I'm sure Anna can manage.

Aren't you late for work?

(pleasant music)

- [Hub] Can't a guy get
any service around here?

- We're closed, it's
Sunday, come back tomorrow.

- [Hub] No good, I need my car fixed now!

- Hub! (laughs)

- It looks to me like
you are working Sunday.

I think you had it better when
you were working in the mine.

- Hey, look at you, a university student.

Thanks for droppin' by, Hub.

- Thanks, Bill.

Thing is I need a really big favor.

- Name it.

- I was hoping I could use

some of the equipment in the garage

to make a Christmas present.

- Oh, it's for the new
girlfriend I heard about?

- How did you hear about that?

- Ah, just around.

- Yeah, well you can tell
that big mouth brother of mine

that she's not my girlfriend

and this present is for my mother.

- Sorry, Hub, I didn't mean to offend.

- It's alright.

- I won't mention it again.

Come on, some of this
machinery's kinda tricky.

- And I met Maisey just over there.

Fat was chasing me one day
and I crashed right into her.

- Were you hurt?

- Just my pride.

And Max and Mom got married
right up on that gazebo.

(indistinct)

- And this is where we go
to get away from the crowds.

- Oh, it must be very romantic
with the moon and stars.

(Hub chuckles)
(gentle music)

- Nothing about this place

seems very romantic to me right now.

- It's a warm cozy home,
I see why you miss it.

- Well, it's not the apartment
I miss, it's the people.

At least I used to.

- Used to?

- Yeah, we had an argument last night.

A pretty bad one.

- About what?

- It was silly.

Here, there's something
else I wanna show you.

These were my favorites.

They're about children who
find these magic carpets

and ride them into strange new worlds.

Here, for you.

- I can't take them.

- You can read them while you're here.

- Oh, I wish I could show
you our attic in Vienna

and all the books that belonged
to my great grandfather.

Such beautiful pictures.

- Well, one day I'll go to Vienna

and you can show me everything.

(regretful music)

- I can't.

The Nazis took our house,

and the treasures, the
photographs, memories.

They're all gone.

- I'm sorry, Anna, I didn't realize.

- My brother and I went back once

to look in the garbage to see
if we could find anything.

The Nazis took everything, even my cello.

The one I play now is
from Professor Coburn.

- He helped you get
into Canada, didn't he?

- I didn't want to leave.

My father, he said it was a terrible risk.

I told him, "No, don't make me go."

But they wanted me to be safe.

- You are safe here.

- [Violet] Hub, are you home?

We're back!

- Anna, I didn't realize...

- I'm just loaning her some books.

- I have to go.

I promised Toppy I'd

play at the Christmas pageant rehearsal.

It was nice to see you, Mrs. Sutton.

- I'll see you out.

- I'm the angel of the Lord

and he told me to bring
Mary news of a child.

- But I am the blessed
Virgin, I cannot have a child.

- Zach, it's your line.

- Who are you talking to?

- [Max] Mary.

- Mary.

- It's great, Zach.

This time just a little louder.

- Who are you talking to, sweet Mary?

(applauds)

- [Toppy] Let's take a break.

There's hot chocolate and muffins.

Be back in fifteen, everyone.

- [Zach] Yeah!

- Not you, Maisey.

This is your chance to practice with Anna.

- I'm going for a drink of water.

- If Maisey wants to play on her own...

- Are you all right?

- Oh.

Yes, it's just this time of year,

I miss my family.

- I know what that's like.

My daughter, Doris, we're out of touch.

I miss her all the time.

But it's worst at Christmas.

And that's why you need to play.

It'll cheer you up.

Do you know "Angels We
Have Heard On High?"

- [Maisey] That's the English version.

- Anna, why don't you begin

and then Maisey can come
in after the first line?

- Um no, I think that
the piano should start.

And I can come in on the glorias?

("Angels We Have Heard On High")

(applauds)
- Great.

- Maisey, you play so well.

And without lessons, it's incredible.

- In fact, if the play's a b*mb,
music like that'll save us.

- Shall we try the others?

- Yeah.

- Oh, Jim.

- Max.

- I've been meaning to ask you something.

I'll hop right to it.

Would you be willing to take the position

of principal for a semester?

- In your place?

- Yes.

- Why?

- It's me, I need a break!

- Oh, well, of course.

- But can we keep it
between ourselves for now?

- Sure, but the school
board's gonna have to know.

- We'll make an announcement
after the holidays.

- After the holidays.

- Oh, Jim, about the Christmas pageant.

- Yeah, I know, you've taken over.

I just can't believe how much
people hated that script.

- They didn't hate it.

- Oh, yes, they did.

But I'll just be glad that

Toppy won't be harassing me anymore.

(playful music)

(Toppy laughing)
(girls humming)

- Are you sure you don't
wanna play some more?

I could go on all night!

- It's wonderful to make
music with friends, yes?

- It's better than anything.

- You don't wanna tire yourselves
out before the pageant.

- Mrs. Bailey, you are
standing on a letter.

- Oh, that's strange,
there's no mail on Sundays.

It's a telegram.

- What is it?

(tender music)

- It's from Grace.

- Mother's recovery longer
than expected, stop.

Departure in January, stop.

Miss everyone terribly, stop.

Merry Christmas.

(sighs)

- Thanks, but I won't be
needing your assistance.

A small town like this, the
less the locals know the better.

- Excuse me,

are you with the RCMP?

- Yes, I am.

- Are you here for me?

- Why would you think that?

- Well, I sent my
application a few weeks ago.

I thought they'd write
before they send someone

to do the interview, but
if you're ready, I'm ready.

- Ah, you applied to join the RCMP?

- I did.

- Well, unfortunately, son,
I'm here on official business,

not intake.

- Oh.

Well, maybe when you've
done your business,

if you had any time, even fifteen minutes,

anything you could do to help me.

- I'll tell you what, see what I can do.

- You're doing a great job for a beginner.

- Thanks, I just hope I can get it done

in time for Christmas.

- Well, you know, it's
lookin' good so far.

- Thanks.

- So, life in the big city's
pretty exciting I bet.

- Actually, I spend most of
my time in church or studying.

- Come on, no all-night beer bashes?

When your dad was your
age, he used to carry on!

- I heard those stories.

(troubled music)

- What, what is it?

- It's nothing.

- I wonder what that
Mountie's doin' in town?

- I gotta go, Bill, I'll see you.

Hurry, he could be here any minute.

- Maybe we should call for help.

Professor Coburn said-

- No, there's no time.

Anyway, I've got a plan.

- Hey, Anna, you feel like
playing something before reher...

What's going on?

- They were all out of
white, so I got brown.

And don't get mad, but I ran
into a Mountie downstairs

and I asked him to give me a few tips.

- Finishing high school is
the only tip that matters.

- Hub didn't do so well
in high school either.

- Why do you always compare
yourself to your brother?

- Because everyone expects me
to be like him, but I'm not.

(knocking on door)

- Oh, good afternoon, ma'am.

Is this the Bailey residence?

- How did you find where I live?

Mom, this is the Mountie
I was telling you about.

- Come in.

- Thank you.

Inspector Wells, RCMP.

- You want to speak with my son, Henry?

- No, that's not the reason
I'm here, Mrs. Bailey.

- Mrs. Sutton.

I used to be a Bailey.

- Oh.

- Who exactly are you looking for?

- Hubert Bailey.

Does he live here?

- There's no sign of any Mounties.

- All right, we're almost there,

but the last part is the hardest.

You two stay here until I
give the signal, all right?

- Okay.

- You cold?

You're shaking, you know.

- This is what it was like in Vienna.

Always hiding,

always running,

everyone in danger.

My brother, my parents.

Now you and Hubert.

- Hey, this is New Bedford,

there aren't any Nazis here.

- All right, let's go.

- Come on.

- Technically Anna Schiller
is a fugitive ma'am,

wanted by the RCMP.

- That's not possible!

- I have a deportation
order with her name on it.

- Deportation?

But why?

- She falsified her papers,

deceived immigration officials

with the help of an
immigrant smuggling ring.

- But what did she lie about?

- She's Jewish, ma'am.

She's a refugee without proper papers.

- Why does that matter?

- Our current laws don't allow Jews

to immigrate to Canada.

Is she in this house?

- She's staying here, but
Hub came over a while ago

and they all went out,

Hub, Anna and Maisey.

- Where did they go?

- He didn't say.

Hub's showing her New Bedford.

- If he's knowingly
harboring an ill*gal person,

he could be in as much trouble as she is.

- Are you gonna arrest my brother?

- That depends on how much cooperation

I get from the rest of you.

- I'd like a one-way ticket

for the next train to Toronto please.

(train whistling off)

On that one that's coming right now.

Thank you.

- Thank you.

Well,

looks like somebody warned
her and she took off again.

- Are you suggesting that Hub--

- He couldn't possibly know.

He would never break the law.

- I am just looking at
the evidence, ma'am.

She's packed her things and gone.

Either she skipped town

or someone is helping her hide.

- I think I know where Hub hid her.

- Inspector, why have you come
all the way to New Bedford?

- I told you.

- I'm sorry, but you're
treating her like a criminal!

She's a lovely young woman!

- Who got into Canada with
the help of powerful people,

part of an international
underground organization

that is determined to undermine

the laws of this country, ma'am.

- There's no one like that in New Bedford,

I can assure you, Inspector.

- There's a secret place we used to go to

when we were kids.

They could be there.

- How long will it take us to get there?

- About a half hour, it's in the bush.

- All right.

Ladies.

- Why didn't you stop him?

- How?

Tell him to cover for his brother

right in front of the inspector?

(soft music)

- [Max] Come on, you guys. (laughing)

- Oh, it's just you.

- That's a nice hello.

- I was hoping you were Hub or Fat.

- Watch your hands, you guys.

Why?

You look upset, what happened?

What?

- You didn't find them?

- No sign of anybody out there.

- Find whom?

- Max, it's complicated.

This is Inspector--

- Wells, RCMP, Toronto Detachment.

We've met.

- You have, how?

- Mr. Bailey, perhaps we
should speak downstairs.

- Can I come with you?

- Are you looking for Anna Schiller?

'Cause I can tell you
exactly where she is.

- Anna?

- Go on.

- She took the noon train to Toronto.

Here's her ticket stub.

She should be arriving at Union Station

in a couple of hours.

- Are you aware that
this girl is a fugitive?

- No, I had no idea.

- Then why did she leave?

- She didn't like it here.

The locals weren't very friendly.

I put her on the train myself.

- Hmm.

Well I'll inform the Toronto Detachment

and they'll meet her at her train.

- You're not leaving tonight,

not before we get a chance to talk?

- Well, you know, there is
a storm brewing in the south

and I'd rather not drive
through it if I don't have to.

I'll leave tomorrow.

Perhaps by then some new
information might come to light.

(veiled music)

- Hub knew they wanted to deport her

and you helped him hide her
somewhere in New Bedford.

- No, she went back to Toronto.

- You're lying, I can see
it all over your face!

- I am not.

- Maisey, you shouldn't
have sent her to Toronto.

They'll pick her up the minute
that she gets off the train.

There are lots of places
in town to hide her

until that Mountie gives up and goes home.

- You're trying to smoke me out.

- I am.

But not to turn her in, I wanna help.

Where is she?

- I told you.

Toronto.

(sighs)

- You realize you've broken the law.

You could go to jail!

- The Mountie just said that to scare you.

- Well, it worked!

- I don't care if they punish
me for trying to help her.

They've taken everything
away from her family,

their home, their work.

They put them in a
ghetto where their father

can't even get medication when he's ill.

And they're the lucky ones
'cause they're not in the camps.

- I'm sorry for what's happening to them.

But I don't see why you
should risk so much.

- And I can't explain
it to you, I'm sorry.

- Hub?

- Where did he go?

- I don't know.

- Where are you going?

- Out.

- No you don't.
- Be back in time for dinner.

Why are you supporting Hub?

- And why aren't you?

Hub hasn't changed.

He's the same kind-hearted,
principled boy you raised.

- He's infatuated with her!

- So what if it is an infatuation?

What if it's love?

- All the more reason to send her away.

- Tell me you don't mean that.

- Hey.

- [Anna] Why were you running?

- [Hub] My brother was chasing me.

Don't worry though, I lost him.

- But Wells is not upstairs.

- Which is exactly why he won't look here.

And Fat's definitely not
smart enough to figure it out.

- Hub and Fat.

You have funny names here.

- Yeah, well, they're nicknames
from when we were kids.

Fat's real name is Henry.

- Can I call you Hub instead of Hubert?

- Oh, I don't know.

I kinda like the way you call me,

(imitates Anna's accent) Hubert.

- Hub, that means the
center of everything, right?

- Yeah, like the hub of a wheel.

- That's right for you.

You make yourself the center.

- I don't mean to.

- Oh, not like people who
grab you and force you.

There's something in you
that's so good, so true.

Makes everyone turn to you.

- I would've said the
same thing about you.

Anna, I--

- Psst.

Some scones from Toppy.

And guess what, she's on our side.

Don't worry, I didn't say anything.

But when she started talking about

how stupid she thought that Mountie was,

I figured it'd be okay to
let her make you some food.

Her scones are the best.

This is great, you made
this into a living room.

It feels like home.

- Maisey?

- You're right down here
close to the boiler.

You're not gonna need a lot of blank,

you can even play your
cello if you wanted to.

- Maisey!

You're talking too loud.

- Sorry.

- It's probably alright,
but why risk it, right?

- You're right.

- You don't have to
whisper, just don't shout.

- I wasn't shouting.

I mean,

I wasn't shouting.

- Thank you for the food, Maisey.

It was very kind of you.

- Ah, it's nothing.

I gotta go to rehearsal,
so see you guys later.

- Go after her, Hub, make her feel better.

- Why, Maisey won't rat on us.

- I know that.

But didn't you see how hurt she was?

She's in love with you.

- Maisey?

No, we've known each
other since we were kids.

Maisey doesn't think about me that way.

- You don't think about her
that way so you don't see it.

Now hurry, catch her!

- Maisey, wait.

(gentle music)

- I have to go to rehearsal, Hub.

- I just wanted to tell
you how proud I am of you.

- Of me?

- Yeah, for what you're doing for Anna.

- She doesn't deserve all this grief.

- You're a good friend.

- Yeah, well,

thanks, I guess.

- [Hub] Wait.

- I have to go.

- Well, that went well, don't you think?

- Mhm.

- [Toppy] I'm so glad that Max stepped in.

- Well, I'm gonna go to bed.

- What's wrong, Maisey?

You haven't said a word all evening.

- Nothing's wrong.

There, that's two words.

- If you're worried that I'm
gonna gonna give Anna away--

- Don't talk to me about her.

- You're not making any sense.

You just risked jail to save her

and now you're angry at her.

- Well, he's in love with her.

I saw them.

They were kissing.

- Oh, dear.

- He's never gonna look at me like that.

- Maisey, I know you can't
imagine this right now,

but some day you're gonna meet another boy

and he's gonna fall so
far in love with you,

that you won't even remember
what you felt for Hub Bailey.

(Maisey cries)

- Morning, Henry.

- Morning, Inspector.

- You wanted some advice
about the RCMP did you?

- I do.

- Well, tell me first, why
do you wanna be a Mountie?

- Do something good for my country.

- Now, that's good.

But you know, it's not easy.

They won't take you unless you're single

and can't get married for seven years.

And even then they have
to approve your bride

before you marry her. (laughs)

It's almost like being a priest, really.

- My brother's gonna be a priest.

- Oh, yes, I know.

Now, as far as the job is concerned,

well the best piece of
advice I could give you,

trust your instincts.

You got a feelin' somethin's wrong,

chances are, you're right.

- That's why you stayed in town, isn't it?

Your instinct told you Anna's still here.

- They didn't find her at Union Station.

Of course, could've gotten off that train

anywhere between here and Toronto.

You think your brother's lyin'?

- I don't know.

- Aw, come on now,

most brothers know each other
better than that, don't they?

(laughs)

- I really don't know if he's lying.

(afflicted music)

- If you think you can string me along

to protect your brother.

- I'm not, I tried to follow
him last night but I lost him.

- Just like you took me on that
wild goose chase yesterday.

- No.

I really thought Hub would be there.

If Anna's in town, I
don't know where she is.

- Look, this is not one of
your little family dramas, kid.

This goes all the way to
Ottawa, you understand that?

- Inspector Wells, you have a telegram.

- All right now, is this a tip

or did one of our men see
Coburn with his own eyes?

No, don't move in on him yet.

I want that town crawlin' with
cops by the time I get there.

You got five hours.

And don't lose him this time.

All right.

- Where are you off to?

- School.

- No holidays for the principal?

- Not this week.

Too much paper work.

Hub, you be careful, you watch yourself.

Wells hasn't left yet.

I saw him in the lobby a half an hour ago.

- Thanks, Max, but I got nothin' to hide.

- I gotta go.

- You missed breakfast.

- Yeah, I needed the sleep.

All those nights staying up cramming.

- Hub, when I see you
losing touch with yourself--

- I'm not.

- Hear me out.

You're young, so you
don't know how easy it is

for a stranger to come into your life

and put you off course.

- Mom, don't you see

that I'm doing everything you taught me?

I'm standing up for the weak.

I'm protecting the innocent.

(soft music)

- You've hidden her, haven't you?

- No, she left yesterday, like I said.

- You're lying.

- Look, please don't tell Wells.

- Look at yourself.

You can't tell me she hasn't change you!

(daunting music)

- Where's Hub and Maisey?

- Your brother just went out.

- I know, but he came back in with Maisey.

Are they on the fire escape?

- I told you he went out.

He's not here.

- Aren't you hungry?

- Not so much.

- You don't need to be scared, really.

- Maisey, you don't know
what she's been through.

- Yes, I do.

I read the newspapers, I
know what goes on in Germany.

Do you think your family will get out?

- Maisey.

- We tried.

(light music)

But they could only help one of us.

My parents said it had to be me.

I felt so guilty leaving them.

- You shouldn't.

- Yes, I should.

- Don't say that.

None of this is your fault.

- I should because

even if I could go back to be with them,

I don't want to go back to the ghetto

and the Nazis.

I don't want to go back.

(soft music)

- Maisey!

- It's your brother!

- Oh, my God!

I k*lled him.

- Hi.

- What happened to all your paper work?

- I came home to apologize.

I feel like I've been really hard on you.

- Hub as much as told me he's
hidden Anna somewhere in town.

- I thought so.

- I'm afraid for him, Max.

- Honey, he's not gonna
go to jail for this.

- I'm afraid he's going to lose his faith.

What if he's so taken with
her, he can't even see it?

- You think she has the
power of a seductress?

- I don't know.

- Honey, why is it so important to you

that Hub become a priest?

You were as surprised as I
was when he announced it.

- I know.

Because he was so young.

But then I thought, after
everything I've been through,

finally the angels are
smiling on my family again.

- You want Hub to live his life

so you can get your foot in heaven's door?

- You weren't brought up Catholic, Max.

You don't understand.

- [Anna] Don't' move so quickly.

(grunts)

- [Anna] Put your head between your knees.

Like that.

Better?

- [Fat] Mhmm.

- He needs something sweet.

- Scones?

- Jam, Hub, give him a few spoonfuls.

- No, I don't like jam.

- Everybody likes jam, Fat.

- Wait!

Before he comes to,

do you think we should tie him up?

- Hey, what do you mean?

- He's gonna turn you in, aren't you, Fat?

- He thinks he's doing the right thing.

- Wait, hold on!

Ahh!

I'm not turning anyone
in because Wells is gone.

- Why should we believe you?

You're working for him.

- Why do you always
assume the worst of me?

- I saw the look he gave you
when he said he was staying.

(sighs)

- I don't even know
why I tried to do this.

Ahh!

- You know, Fat, you should become a cop.

You're dirty enough for the job.

(laughs)

- Stop it, he's been hurt.
- No.

- He might have a concussion.

If you hurt your brother to protect me,

then it's like the Nazis
have reached across the ocean

and poisoned your family too.

Just let him turn me in.

- No!

- Why doesn't anybody listen to me?

I heard Wells on the phone.

Something about finding
a guy named Coburn.

He checked out of the hotel and left.

- So, this isn't a trick?

- Can't be, he has no way of
knowing about Professor Coburn.

- Finally, somebody hears me.

I guess I'm not surprised
it isn't my brother.

(laden music)

- Of course you had to come back here.

We'll find some way to help you.

- But everyone in town must know.

- Nonsense, Wells is gone
and nobody needs to know

what he was doing here.

- What if he comes back?

- Well, He might not come
back if he finds Coburn.

- That's right.

He said he was really here
because he was after Coburn,

not you.

- Do you think I'm really safe?

- Yes.
- Yes!

- Here.

You all right, hold on to me.

She needs to rest.

I don't think she slept at all last night.

- Well, I think we could all use a rest.

But maybe something stronger first.

Sherry anyone?

(tender music)

("Tidings of Comfort and Joy")

- [Violet] Trimming the tree

is my favorite part of Christmas.

- Fat, you wanna help me get this tree up?

- I would, but you don't
believe anything I say.

- I was just asking you a question, Fat.

- Now you're saying I'm
not a man of my word.

- Oh, good, now you're imagining things.

- So, I'm dumb,
untrustworthy and I'm crazy.

- You can't fight on Christmas Eve!

- They're not fighting.

They're just being brothers.

- Say you're sorry, both of you.

- Go fly a kite.

- Don't talk to Violet that way.

- Maisey, Violet says
there are some decorations

we couldn't find.

- No that was before we--

- Come, Zach, Violet, Maisey, upstairs.

- Right, I'll help you.

- You wanna know what bothers me?

Why would you tell us that Wells had gone

when you were still following me?

- 'Cause Wells said if
we cooperated with you,

you wouldn't go to jail.

That's why.

- You weren't just trying
to make points with him?

- I don't know, partly.

You're my brother and I
hate your guts sometimes,

but I'd never turn you in.

(simple music)

- Look, I'm sorry I got so angry.

I should've trusted you.

You really like all this cop stuff eh?

Following people around,
getting the bad guy?

- I'm not so sure if I like Wells.

But for the first time,
something really clicked.

- I know that feeling.

- I don't wanna compete
with you anymore, Hub.

- I don't wanna compete
with you either, Fat.

- Truce?

- Let's get this tree up.

- Yeah.

- All finished decorating?

- Almost.

- The house looks beautiful.

You've done a wonderful job.

- Thanks.

We better get going.

Everyone's already on
the way to the pageant.

- I know.

I thought we could talk.

Hub, I'm sorry.

I think it's hard for
me letting you grow up.

I still wanna protect you.

- You can't.

- I know that.

But when I met Anna,

I heard how involved you were
with all this political work,

all I could think of was

I'm gonna lose you.

And I was afraid.

I never wanted to hurt you or Anna.

- I never wanted to hurt you either, mom.

- I know.

Are you very much in love with her?

(sobs)

- And then you say?

- The boy son Jesus is born.

- It's the son of God is
born, now try it again.

- Right, son God is born.

- Okay, and then you say?

- Right, all the world rejoice.

- No, that's Bobby's line, okay?

Okay, you guys ready?

Oh, yeah, I gotta go, baby.

- Are you nervous?

- I didn't think I was gonna be, but I am.

- It's exciting isn't it?

- [Max] Yes, it is.

- Face it, Max, you're a born writer.

- No, I'm a teacher.

- Well, you can be both, you know.

- I'm too busy to write plays.

- You weren't too busy to write this one.

- Maybe when Honey gets her
degree and the kids are grown,

but right now there aren't
enough hours in a day.

Curtain!

(audience applauds)

(pleasant music)

- I'm the angel of the Lord,

come on a wonderful mission.

But, first, I have to
find Mary and Joseph.

I asked for them in the bazaar

and no one knows how to find them.

Can you help me?

I'm looking for Shepherd Joseph.

- What would a rich person like you

want with a lowly shepherd?

- I'm not rich, I'm an angel.

♪ Gloria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo ♪

♪ Gloria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo ♪

(audience applauds)

(bell tolling)

- [Violet] Wake up, wake
up, (indistinct) Christmas!

- The presents are here, wake up!

- Wake up!

- Wow, Zach, look at all these presents!

- [Zach] Look at all the presents!

- [Violet] Wow!

- [Fat] This one's for you.

- Who's this one from?

Violet.

What is it?

(Violet giggles)

Oh, it's a--

- Pencil box.

I was gonna give you mine,

but I thought I'd make you one instead

so you could remember me every
time you write something.

- Thank you, Violet,
it's the best pencil box

I've ever received.

- Look what I got.

- Yeah.

- There, Fat, this one's for you.

- Binoculars?

- So you can be a better spy.

(laughing)

- He's gonna be a Mountie, not a spy.

- Thanks, Hub.
- They're real binoculars?

- Yeah.

This one's for you, Violet.

- Oh, it's so pretty!

Put it in my hair right now.

- It's really nice, Fat.

- Who's this one for?

- I don't know, it doesn't have a name.

- That's not for anyone
here, it's for later.

- Merry Christmas, Mrs. Sutton.

- You look well-rested,

which is strange since
we hardly had any sleep.

- I was energized by the play.

- You're gonna need a
nice long nap this morning

or you're not gonna
make it through the day.

- On the contrary, Mrs. Sutton,

I'm going to dance through
Christmas with my beautiful wife.

(indistinct)

(both laughing)

- Enough pies to feed an army.

- [Toppy] That's okay, it's the one time

you can go overboard.

- I knew it was Hub.

- She knows you better than I do.

- Well, I ought to.

Known him since I was 10.

I bet he's brought us presents, right?

- Maisey?

- Oh, it's okay.

I did. (Hub and Toppy laugh)

- I found it at the pawn shop.

It's not scratched at all.

I don't know if you can
play it in your residence.

- A guy down the hall has a Victrola.

Whenever I listen to
it, I'll think of you.

Here, for you.

- Saint Christopher?

- Patron saint of travelers.

Because you're gonna have
great adventures in your life

and you're gonna visit
many wonderful places

and see many exciting things.

You've got such a big heart, Maisey,

you always jump in with both feet,

you don't hold anything back.

I hope that we're gonna be
friends for a long, long time.

- Thank you.

Oh, go ahead, Anna, you're next.

See if he can make you cry too.

- It's a little rough but...

(gentle music)

- It's a hanukkiah!

You made this for me?

It's beautiful.

Thank you.

For you.

- Poetry?

- I marked one for you.

- "To see a world in a grain of sand,

heaven in a wildflower,

hold infinity in the palm of your hand,

and eternity in an hour."

How did you know I love Blake?

- It wasn't difficult to guess.

- Violet, Zach, we're
leaving in five minutes.

- We can't go yet.

- Why not?

- You haven't opened my present.

- I nearly forgot. (both laugh)

Where is it?

- Where's mine?

- You first.

- Come on.

- Hmm. (laughs)

A ticket to Toronto for
January with an open return?

- I arranged it with the university.

You're gonna take real classes
in Toronto next semester.

Jim's agreed to be acting principal

so I can look after things here.

- How did you know this was what I wanted?

You are the most wonderful man,

the best husband in the whole world.

Oh, what did I do to deserve you?

- You were you.

The best wife, the best
friend a man could ever have.

- I better get your present.

- [Max] Oh, Honey.

- So you can finish "The Miner's Son."

- How do you know about my play?

- I found it.

I want you to write, Max.

It gives you so much joy.

So, I called the university too

and told them I'd stop taking
courses for this semester

to give you time to work on your play.

- Come here.

Thank you, Honey.

- [Violet] Look at all the presents!

Let's go see!

- I won't let you drop your B.A.

- I'm not, I'm just postponing it

until you finish your play.

- How about a compromise?

You stay, take one course,

I let Jim stand as principal,

and I'll have time to write.

- You promise you'll work on your play

no matter how busy you get at school?

- I promise.

- Okay, it's a deal. (laughs)

(bells ringing)

- [Toppy] Dinner is ready.

- Hurray, I want dark meat!

- Wait.

I've got an announcement to make.

I spent a lot of time this holiday

thinking about what I
wanna do with my life.

I've made some decisions.

Mom,

I'm sorry,

I know that you think
this is because of Anna,

and maybe it was at first, but
it definitely isn't anymore.

I wanna have an effect on the world.

I thought I could do that being a priest,

but now I know that I
can do that other ways.

- Here, here.

Whatever you do, Hub, you're
cut out for great things.

- Now can we eat?

- Yes, now we can eat.

- Wait, hold on, I have
an announcement too.

I know you all think
I haven't been serious

about being a Mountie

because lately I have been
changing my mind a lot.

But last week I had a
taste of what it was like

to be in the RCMP,

and I'm really sure
that's what I wanna do,

after I finish high school.

So, I'm gonna get the best marks I can

and next year I'm gonna join the force,

if they'll have me.

- That sounds like a very
well-thought-out plan, Fat.

- All right, can we eat now?
(Max laughs)

- No, we can't.

Anna, you promised.

- But everyone's hungry.

- You said it would
take less than a minute.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Happy Hanukkah.

- [Everyone] Happy Hanukkah.

(graceful music)

- You wish you were with them, don't you?

- We always sang at Hanukkah.

My father has the most beautiful voice.

He was going to be the
cantor at the synagogue.

- That's like the choir?

- The leader of the choir.

- It must be so difficult not
knowing how your family is.

- Yes.

- Anna,

if I were your parents,

I'd have done just what they did.

You try to keep your children safe.

That's more important than anything.

- Are you sad that Hubert's
not going to become a priest?

- I was.

But now he's grown up
and found his true self.

So I'm happy.

- Whatever he does, he'll be a good man.

I think because you are a good mother.

- He's my first son

and I'll always love him no matter what.

- He knows it, Mrs. Sutton.

He loves you too.

- Why don't you come downstairs?

I think Hub is missing you.

- Fat, wait.

- Look, you don't have to say anything.

I already know how you feel.

- No, you don't.

- With Hub, you say he's
destined for great things.

But with me--

- I didn't say anything because
you took me by surprise.

- Look, I already decided

I'm not gonna compete with Hub anymore.

I don't care if you don't
think I'm as good as him.

- Stop making assumptions,
sit down and let me speak.

What I wanted to say was

I'm sorry I dismissed you the way I did

when you announced you
wanted to be a Mountie.

But you've grown up

and I'm proud of you, Henry.

I'm very proud.

- You mean that?

- Yes.

- I talked with your mother.

- Wells is back, we gotta go.

Here, hurry!

You really should call now.

- Professor Coburn told
me it was dangerous.

- He also told you to
use it if you need help.

If Wells is back this soon
he's not gonna give up.

You need to call.

- Hello, may I have Russell 3940 please?

Hello, my name is Anna Schiller.

You know the way without a map?

- It's only one road to (indistinct).

It's pretty hard to get lost.

Anna,

what if I come with you?

- You can't, not for me.

- If they can take you across
the border into the U.S.,

they can take me too.

Unless you don't want me.

- Of course I want you.

As much as I want anything.

How far is it?

- We have to drive all night.

This must be the place.

- How long 'til they get here?

- Well, they said to be here
at five and it's 4:45, so...

- You're very prompt.

- Professor Coburn, I thought
the Mounties caught you!

- So did they, but they were wrong.

Anna, I have some wonderful news.

Your family is out of Austria
and they're in Holland now.

- They're all right?

They're well, they're not hurt?

- Well, we don't know
what's going to happen next

but this is the first step.

Mr. Bailey, I wanna thank you

for all the help you've given Anna.

Now we must hurry, the boat is this way.

- No, wait, we have a request.

- I wanna go with Anna.

- No, no, no, no.

That's out of the question.

- Please!

- Anna, we're going to
change your identity.

You can't tell anyone,
not even Mr. Bailey,

where you are or what your name is.

If you even write to him,

you risk exposing the whole organization.

- There's no other way?

- No.

Now please,

we have to cross into the
United States before daybreak.

(aching music)

- I love you.

I will always love you.

- Well, this isn't goodbye, not forever.

- We don't know that.

- I'm gonna find you.

I'm gonna come get you and bring you back.

- But if you can't...

- Don't ever give up on me.

- You're like a star, Hubert,

shining in the sky for me,

my light in the darkness.

- I love you.

♪ Silent night ♪

♪ Holy night ♪

♪ All is calm ♪

♪ All is bright ♪

♪ Round yon Virgin, mother and child ♪

(delightful music)

(bird tweeting)

(regal music)