2بخش

The sidewalk is forbidden for you.

Go to the gutter.

• Have you seen this?- What? I’m working. What?

What is this?

• It’s where they’re going to put us.- What do you mean “put us”?

“By order of the governor of theWarsaw district, Dr. Fischer…

concerning the establishment ofthe Jewish district in Warsaw.

There’ll be created a Jewish districtin which Jews will have to reside. “

Look here. “Jews living outsideof the prescribed area…

will have to move to the Jewishdistrict by 31 of October, 1940.”

They won’t get all of us.It’s too small.

There’s 400 thousand of usin Warsaw.

No, 360 thousand.So it will be easy.

What am I supposed to do?You tell me.

Mama?

Mama, what is it?

20 zlotys!

That’s all we have left, 20 zlotys.

What can I buy with 20 zlotys?

I’m sick of cooking potatoes,potatoes, potatoes.

That’s the price.That’s what I’m offering.

My advice is to accept.You won’t get more from anyone else.

• But it’s a Bechstein!- 2 thousand. My advice is to take it.

What are you going to do whenyou’re hungry? Eat the piano?

• Get out!- What’s the matter with you?

We’d rather give it away. Get out!

Haven’t you eaten today?What are you suffering from?

You people are crazy.

I’m doing you a favor Two thousandand I’m paying for the removal.

I’m not even chargingfor the removal!

You haven’t eaten today.You’re crazy.

Take it.

Hello.

Hello.

I didn’t want to come.

I didn’t want to see all this, but I couldn’t stop myself.

• How are you doing?- Fine.

Good.

No, not really.They arrested my cousin.

Jurek says they’ll let him out.

• This is disgraceful.- It won’t last long. Don’t worry.

That’s what I said myself.

It’s too absurd.

I… I should go.

Well, I’ll see you…

soon.

Good-bye.

Well…

to tell you the truth,I thought it would be worse.

• Where will we sleep?- I sleep in the kitchen with the girls.

You, Henryk and papa, in here.

Look.

Come and look.

Go away.

Go away! Go away!

Papa! Papa!

• Sell anything?- Just one. Dostoievski, “The Idiot”.

• 3 zlotys.- It’s better than yesterday.

Three lousy zlotys. And there arepeople there making millions.

• I know.- You don’t know, believe me.

They bribe the guards,the guards turn a blind eye.

They bring cartloads of food,tobacco, liquor, French cosmetics.

And the poor are dying all aroundand they don’t give a damn.

Excuse me, have you seenmy husband, Izaak Szerman?

A tall handsome man,with a little gray beard.

• I’m afraid not.- Excuse me. Good-bye.

Sleep well. But if you see him,write to me, yes?

Izaak Szerman.

Why do we have to have a gentilestreet running through our area?

Why can’t they go around?

Don’t worry. They’re about to builda bridge. Haven’t you heard?

A bridge! Those idiots.

The Germans claim to be intelligent.

But do you know what I think?I think they’re totally stupid.

I have a family to feed.I spend half of my time here…

waiting for them to let us through.

Maybe they think I come hereto listen to the music?

• What is it? Are you in a hurry?- What’s wrong with you?

• Come on, do something.- Right. Dance!

• Dance!- Dance!

Come on, come on! Dance!

Very well.

What about you?Dance with him.

Let’s clear the street,so the Jews can dance.

Come on. And you.

Go on.

Faster!

Come on!

Faster!

Come on!

Faster!

Come on, move! I said faster!Come on, Jews!

• Keep dancing.