"Dr. Halder, Reichsleiter Bouhler is waiting." "You don't know what this is about, do you?" "What?" "The letter I received." "It was marked: "Reich Committee for the Scientific Registration ... "" ""of Severe Hereditary Ailments." That's correct." "I have no idea what that possibly has to do with me." "Are you suggesting there's been a mistake?" "Heil Hitler." "Dr. Halder?" "Have we caught you in a bad time?" "Yes." "No." "I clearly have to shuffle a few tutorials , but  not every day is one summoned to the Chancellery of the Führer ." "Indeed." "Sit." "As Chairman of the Party's Censorship Comitee ... it is my job to keep a vigilant eye on modern literature ... to ensure that it embodies the proper spirit of National Socialism." "I've asked you here to clarify your views ... on a matter of personal concern to the Führer." "Your novel." "It raises controversial questions on the theme of the right to life." "Some of your conclusions are quite revolutionary." "Are they?" "Well I take it the views expressed here are ones that you yourself hold." "It's been so many years since I wrote it." "Of course, it's a work of fiction." "Give it back to him." "Lotte!" "It's Erich's homework." "May 1933" "But I know the answer is easy." "Give it back to him." "You're an angel for cooking again." "I know I am." "You sure you don't mind?" "No." "When I get going, I can't seem to stop." "It's fine." "(John!" ") Stop it!" "God!" "Lotte, come here." "John!" "Continue stirring slowly, right?" "That's my girl!" "Johnnie!" "Coming, mother." "There's somebody at the door." "Theodore." "Did you hear me knocking?" "Yes." "A mathematician!" "Just the fellow we need!" "Helen, your father is here." "He wanted to see me." "Hello, Father." "Now John ..." "John!" "Erich, help has arrived!" "Now John, I've told you this before ... you have to shake yourself out of this apathy." "I have just come from the rector." "What are you making?" "Eh, some kind of..." "vegetable ..." "Goulash!" "Yeah." "Allright, change is coming at the university sooner than you think." "Promotion will automatically go to party members." "If you're not careful, you'll be out of a job." "John!" "Yes, mother!" "Onions." "Coming!" "I'm here." "Where were you?" "Don't let them take me, Johnnie." "It's Theodore." "You remember, Helen's father." "I am sorry to hear you've been back at the sanatorium." "Helen, can you please come up?" "Need to go again?" "I can't hold it." "Oh, mother!" "Dans une langue, nous savons, ... nous avons substitué á l' opacité des sons la transparance des idées." "Transparency of ideas, relativity of perception ... music and faith, memory and guilt." "The most pertinent memories are those we capture involuntarily." "A chance sound ... a tap of a spoon against a plate ... as he waits there in the library ... and suddenly, happiness floods through him." "He's transported back in time, to a train stopped in the middle of the countryside." "He is watching the sun light up a little row of trees in the distance." "Outside, a railway man is tapping a wheel with his hammer ... and it is an echo of this precise sound ..." "Lovely!" "Let's have it there for today." "Go on, have a look." "Off you go." "Ah, Prof. Mandelstam, we really should do something about this ...shouldn't we?" "Go to the rector." "Please, John, I don't think that's a good idea for either of us." "I fact, I'm afraid I have to go further." "As Head of Department, it is up to me to ensure that ... the works of the prescribed authors are removed." "Not only from the library but also... from your curriculum." "Which authors did you have in mind?" "Proust, for a start." "Because he is French?" "John, please don't be obtuse." "What if I refuse to comply?" "Then I would have no option but to dissmiss you." "Shit!" "Yes?" "I saw your light was on." "I was just coming out of library." "I need your advice." "I'm Anne, by the way, Anne Hartman." "I come to your lectures." "Yes, I've noticed you." "But you're not on my course." "Probably wondering who I was." "Or maybe you weren't." "History." "That's what I'm supposed to be doing, but I do not know why." "I just can't see what it has to do with anything." "Sitting all day in some stuffy lecture theatre listening to some boring old ..." "That's not what I mean." "Your lectures, that's why I'm here." "You make them all come alive." "I heard what you said to Prof. Mandelstam." "I wish more people would stand up for what they believe in." "And what do you believe in, Miss." "Hartman?" "That's just it." "I know what I like, I know what's good." "I feel it passionately." "But when it comes to ideas, They just don't seem real." "Maybe that's why you're here." "At university, I mean." "To try to connect that passion." "Did it work for you?" "I hope so." "Yes I think so." "This is what I believe in." "Books." "It does make me sound rather fusty, doesn't it?" "Perhaps you're right." "What do a lot of old books have to do with life?" "Who knows?" "Might be liberating just to check them all out." "Make a fresh start." "And here I am, writing another one, adding to the pile." "What's it about?" "Your novel." "A man who kills his wife ..." "because he loves her, you understand..." "She's incurably ill." "How awful." "Yes, I know, really." "Whoever is going to want to read something so depressing?" "How awful about the poor woman I mean." "Of course people would want to read it." "It sounds so romantic." "To kill for love." "I crop by the Neckar I crop I crop by the Rhine" "NowI haveasweetheart and Now I have none" "What you russes cropping is not mine?" "I love this song." "The problem is Anne imagining it." "Really?" "It's not funny, Maurice." "How long has this been going on?" "I do not know." "Few months." "Three months?" "Six months?" "I do not know." "Could have been the end of January, say?" "Thereabouts, I suppose." "Why?" "Do you think there is some connection ...?" "Well, we put the country in the hands of a lunatic." "Taking refuge in fantasy might be a ... rational response to an irrational world." "Why sing?" "I do not know." "No idea?" "Why not?" "To be honest, John, I'm all out of ideas." "I'm cooped up in this little room all day ... listening to the twisted sexual fantasies of a bunch of the most unattractive housewives that I ever wished to meet." "Desperate for a cold beer ... and a shallow conversation, I don't have to read anything to." "The point is Maurice I am her teacher." "It is a position of trust, like yours with your patients." "Or shall I say most doctors with their patients." "That is not the point." "The point is, have you fucked her?" "The question is not whether or not I f.... slept with Anne ..." "which for the record I haven't." "Oh for Christ's sake!" "Which is why , when the idea crossed my mind ..." "I started hearing bloody Mahler." "That's interesting." "You should choose a Jew." "Who gave you that idea?" "She's as Aryan as they come." "Not that I don't find Jewish women attractive." "Mahler was Jewish." "He converted." "Still makes him Jewish." "The thing is I like ..." "Johnny, please, do me a favour." "Change the subject." "Don't drive me into your neurosis." "I get it." "When terribly troubled, you hear music." "Some of us in the real world have plenty to worry about ourselves." "You never seem to worry about anything ... much." "Don't I?" "I mean as a study in pathological narcissism the man's quite fascinating." "Trouble is, instead of strapping him to the nearest couch , and frying his fucking brain out, everyone is taking him so literally." "Give it time, Maurice." "Hitler is a joke." "He'll never last." "Would it surprise you to learn that the Führer himself has examined your book?" "The Führer?" "I'd like you to read this." "One of our tasks here at the Chancellory is ... to process the huge volume of letters addressed to our leader by ordinary citizens." "They give, as you can see, an unrivalled insight ... into the spirit of renewal alive in our country today." "Say... affecting." "Really." "The Führer has received several such letters from relatives of ..." ""unfortunates" with incurable handicaps ... requesting his special permission to ease their suffering." "Which is where you come in." "Me?" "We need a paper from you, Halder ... arguing along the same lines as you do in your novel:" "The case for an enlighted approach to mercy death, on the grounds of humanity." "That's why you asked me here?" "Why else?" "I am hardly an expert." "My mother has been chronically ill: tuberculosis." "Yes." "Well, the Führer himself said it was written from the heart." "Dr. Goebbels was also very impressed." "In fact, he thought it might make an excellent basis for a motion picture honestly." "As for myself,I was very impressed by the humanity of your writing." "Thank you." "So, that's really all you want from me, a paper?" "Well, of course you will be very well paid for your work." "But more than that, your participation would be for me ... a guarantee that the question of humanity remains ... central to our whole approach." "Yes" "I could perhaps draft something up by next week." "Excellent ..." "Just one more thing." "Before inviting you here, we did of course examine your record very thoroughly." "Frontline service in 1918, your work at the university ... everything more or less in order ... except for one oversight." "You never joined the party." "I did discuss it on several occasions, with my father-in-law, Dr. Brunauer." "He is a prominent member in our district." "But at the time ..." "I have already mentioned my mother's illness... my life was a little ... complicated." "I feel such an idiot." "I needed to talk to you, but you already left" "So I thought why not come here you wouldn't mind." "Then the tram took forever and I started thinking ..." "Give me your wet things." "Could not just turn up uninvited at this hour, I mean" "Probably you didn't even know I had your address." "So I started walking up and down the road trying to decide what to do, and then ..." "Now that you're here ... do sit down." "Sorry ..." "There you are." "I'm sorry." "Such a disaster... and..." "We'd get a maid ... if we could afford one." "I just dry it easy." "Maybe, if that book of mine ever gets published," "Want something to warm you up?" "We just have a bottle of sherry around here ... somewhere." "Unless my father-in-law has polished it off." "I'm afraid we only have brandy." "Yes, please." "My wife's gone to bed." "That is not to say it's late." "She likes to go to bed early ... catch up on her reading." "Too much?" "I've been thinking about what you said about finding something to believe in." "And ... have you... found something?" "Yes, I think I have." "It hasn't solved my problem." "Problem ... with History?" "People." "That is what I realised." "People are what matter." "They are so much more fascinating than ideas." "Well .." "y-y-you could think of changing course." "Something more vocational." "I want to be with you." "I wish all my students were so...appreciative." "You couldn't get it up?" "Fuck!" "Maurice!" "What?" "Not at all?" "Mot even a twitch?" "Not...entirely." "Maurice." "Maurice!" "You had a lot to drink, right?" "Yes." "You had a lot of pressure." "I was a bit overwhelmed." "There you go." "It was a bit long time time that I hadn't done anything so ... impulsive." "And there was Helen." "Ah, yes, the lovely Helen." "How is she?" "I could not sleep." "I wanted to play something." "I was just on my way up." "All right." "It's ... one of my students." "Soaking wet, poor thing." "Can't go home on a night like this." "Made up a bed." "Will he be warm enough?" "She ..." "I gave her a blanket." "Umm..." "Who make breakfast?" "I'll make a breakfast." "You allright?" "That's some brandy." "Come here." "What is it, John?" "Your father... told me I'll never get anywhere unless I join the party." "Normally, my father saying something will make you do exactly the opposite." "What if he's right?" "I hate to see you agonise like this John." "Have a little faith in yourself." "You'll do the right thing." "You always do." "Do I?" "Look." "I can't deny I do find myself attracted to you." "But in my circumstances as a lecturer ... and married man ..." "I simply can not." "What was that?" "Must be the start of the parade." "Parade?" "What parade?" "Isn't that why we're here here?" "No, this was the most discrete spot I could think of." "And they have to go and have another one of that bloody rallies." "Let's go and watch." "No." "I-I..." "I really can't stand that sort of thing." "I'd rather slip away before get caught up in it." "Oh, come on!" "What if someone sees us?" "We'll say we've bumped into each other in the crowd." "Why would we be here?" "To see what all the fuss is about of course." "Everyone looks so happy." "Anything that makes people happy can't be bad, can it?" "Well I do find some of it rather offensive." "The ideas behind it, or lack of them." "But feel this energy!" "All it needs is a few good people to help channel it in the right direction." "Do you really believe that?" "Yes." "I mean, burning all those books of course is shocking." "But then you said so yourself ..." "Wouldn't it be liberating to just chop them all out, make a fresh start?" "Come on!" "There is a considerable difference between talking about something and actually doing it." "Exactly!" "Men like you shouldn't be shuttered in their studies reading books, they should be out there, helping to build a better country for our children." "Come on, please." "Please!" "Allright, just for a bit." "I did give serious thought to joining the party," "But somehow I just couldn't ... quite see myself marching around, and waving banners." "What I mean is ..." "I ..." "Perhaps you are right." "Man of your talent would be wasted in the rank and fire." "Sturmbannführer Drobisch?" "Bouhler here." "There's someone I'd like you to meet." "Well it's not every day that we get a call from the Chancellery of the Führer." "I don't work there, you understand." "I am really just an academic." "Just an academic?" "Don't be ridiculous!" "You served at the 24th Brandenburg!" "I never saw much action I'm afraid." "I was only called up in 1918." "Just in time for the last big push." "Great times!" "Hope you're hungry." "No ... yes, yes." "Well the Kaiser, as you know, had his elite regiment, the Imperial Guard," "Well now we have the Schutzstaffel." "The Führer's bodyguard?" "Well it is rather more than that." "I am not suggesting you have to ride around on a running board with a revolver, no." "We are interested in recruiting the better type of person." "The specialists in their field, such as yourself." "I wouldn't exactly call myself a specialist." "That's what I like about you, Halder." "No showing off." "No bragging." "Just a quiet determination." "It's exactly the type we're looking for." "I-I..." "I'm flattered by your high opinion of me, but my worry is that ... with my work at university, I might not be able to...contribute" "The last thing we want is for you to be distracted from your valuable work ... shaping the minds of our next generation." "No, your position would be an honorary one." "The greatest minds in the land with us in spirit." "Helen ..." "something rather extraordinary has happened." "It's all because of the book, would you believe?" "They really seem to love it." "For some unknown reason." "Helen!" "I'm trying to tell you something." "Sorry?" "What did you say?" "John!" "Isthatyou,John?" "Yes" "Come back to bed." "Maurice?" "There you are." "I was beginning to think she was playing a practical joke on me." "Who?" "Helen, sending me here." "What's this all about?" "I needed somewhere I could work in peace." "Who is it?" "Sorry, I'm a bit distracted." "Allright, come on.You got time for a quick drink." "I've had a ..." "a lot of cancellations." "C'mon." "I'm afraid I really can't." "Just one." "There is always time for one." "I can't, Maurice." "You're not coming down?" "No." "Allright, let me in for a minute." "No." "I mean ..." "I ..." "I'm working." "Jesus!" "You allright?" "Why shouldn't I be?" "Well, you are here and Helen is ... more than usually abstract, she would say." "My couch is free." "You know I can't afford you." "But you can afford the rent on a bachelor flat?" "Well that depends if I ever get to finish that paper I'm writing." "Allright, I know where I'm not wanted." "Maurice!" "We'll get together when things calm down a little." "I promise." "Don't do me any favors!" "I'd like you to meet Anne." "Delighted, Frau Professor." "Oh, no, we are not ..." "Anne and I." "What wonderful place for a party." "John here is working on a secret assignment for the Chancellery of the Führer." "Brief paper that ... had to be drafted." "I teach at the university." "Then you must know Theodore." "Of course." "Once, it would have given me great satisfaction to see you at a gathering such as this." "But accepting your duties as a national-socialist ... is no excuse for sherking them as a husband." "I worry for the movement ... when it embraces men of such moral weakness." "I should to explain." "Dr. Brunauer is my father-in-law." "My wife and I separated." "And to think that you abandoned Helen for this whore." "There's no need to bring Anne into it." "The fault is mine." "If you'll excuse us." "Anne." "Why should we leave?" "You're not the one who is drunk." "Bastard!" "Where do you think you're going?" "Elisabeth, darling, would you mind taking care of Anne for a few moments?" "I need to have a quiet word with John." "Do not have any children, do you?" "Not yet." "No, you're much too young." "If I have to listen to one more proud mother ... gushing about the orienteering prize little Horst won at camp..." "I don't know about you, but I could use a drink." "No need to apologize." "If you're in with us, John, the old rules no longer apply." "Himmler ... might look like a bank manager, but you got to give the man one thing:" "Very advanced views on sex." "He wants us to go hunt he wants us to knock up girls, left right and center, so that they can donate a child to the Führer." "Well, it is our patriotic duty, for God's sake!" "As long as it's the right sort of girl." "That is..." "Not that you've got any problem on that score." "She looks like a bloody Rhine-maid." "She does, doesn't she?" "Really, Mother!" "I'm unpacking." "It's not time to unpack." "We haven't left yet." "But I've only just arrived." "No, Mother." "You woke up here this morning, remember?" "You've been here for a long time, and now you're going home." "The house is on fire." "The house isn't ..." "My God!" "Helen..." "What are you doing?" "I would fry the onions." "You have to do it this minute?" "I wanted to do it while you are here, so that you could help me right." "You know there was a time when I wouldn't have faltered so much ... you saying that you loved somebody else." "But a few weeks ago, I started falling in love with you all over again." "It was as if, you'd suddenly, come alive." "Yes, that's how it felt." "I spoke to father." "He did make an awful scene." "I had it coming." "I can't bear the idea of him thinking badly of you." "He has every reason to." "But he doesn't know what I am like." "He doesn't know what you've had to put up with!" "Helen!" "Don't!" "Please, don' be nice to me." "I'm not being nice to you." "Mother, what happened?" "I was trying to go come downstairs." "You allright?" "Yes." "What have you done?" "Couldn't you have waited for me?" "I can't wait around all day." "That piano is driving me mad!" "Wait, Mother, wait." "Come on." "You sure you all right?" "Yes, I'm fine." "You scared me." "We're on our way." "At last!" "You're really leaving?" "Helen, please." "I don't know what you've got to talk about." "You told me you finished with her." "Stop it, Mom." "If I asked you one more time, please stay ... would it make any difference?" "I come back tomorrow, we talk right then, I promise." "But if we don't get mother into the car now, we never will." "He won't come back." "Please stay out of it!" "If you'd been a proper wife, dear this wouldn't have happened." "How dare you?" "She's a wonderful wife, in ways you'll never understand." "So why you're leaving?" "I need to go to the toilet." "Bloody!" "Good idea, Mother." "Before we get going." "What is this place?" "Said you were thirsty." "Glass of water to take my pills." "I'm sure they serve water." "Here we are." "Glass of beer for me." "And for you, Mother?" "Mother?" "Water." "As we sat down, at least, have a cup of coffee, little cake." "Remember what the doctor said?" "You gotta build yourself up." "Beer and water, please." "That's all, thank you." "Lovely here, isn't it?" "Give me all of them." "Put me out of my mysery." "Don't talk like that." "Why not?" "There's nothing left for me but pain." "Doctors say your lungs are clear." "That's why we're going home." "You just want us out of the way." "Me and the children." "They're at camp." "Anne and I will have them for the weekends." "It's all arranged." "Well of course you don't want me in your love nest." "I told you a hundred times, mother." "Come and live with us, if that's you want." "I expect me to live under the same roof as your whore?" "No." "Mother, if you don't want to... we can find you an apartment nearby." "I have got my own house, thank you very much!" "I always thought this would make a nice bedroom." "We won't have to worry about the stairs." "Thank you." "Thank you for all you've done." "Don't say that." "Perhaps I don't say it enough." "I can come as often as you like." "I've spoken to Frau Troller." "She'll be in here every day to make you lunch." "Always a good boy, Johnnie." "Such a good boy." "What are you talking about?" "Just reliving our glory days dodging bullets." "When were you dodging bullets?" "In the war." "We were in the army together." "When?" "About twenty years ago now." "You could've been what, three, four?" "I didn't know you've been a soldier, John." "Johnnie?" "!" "Just for a while." "Should have seen him in uniform." "Very very sexy!" "Stop it." "Very popular with the ladies." "Maurice!" "I 'm going to go and get changed." "Well, we can hold towels up, if you'd like." "So how is to Mr. Police with the student?" "Anne." "Can we call her Anne, please?" "And she is not my student any more." "Very upright of you Dr. Halder to wait until she graduated before doing the dirty." "I don't think I could've restrained myself for so long." "Then you approve?" "Beautiful." "Obviously, she has a terrible father figure complex." "Are you jealous?" "Absolutely." "You think she needs a good psychoanalyst?" "No." "You're not getting anywhere nearer." "Do take this the wrong way, but ..." "I didn't think there's a lot of it in you." "Neither did I." "So what happened?" "What made you seize the day?" "I do not know." "Just .." "I've spring in my step lately." "I suppose the promotion didn't do any harm." "I mean, I am just happy." "What promotion?" "Didn't I...?" "It's nothing really..." "No, no, no." "Come on." "You can tell Uncle Maurice." "They've made me Head of Department." "This is fantastic!" "Congratulations!" "Before, you said there's no way they'd promote you unless you ..." "Oh fuck!" "Not you too, Johnnie." "Well, it's just, I ..." "Tell me it was pure self-interest." "That I can understand." "Please, don' tell me you agree with them." "It doesn't matter if I agree with them." "The fact is they are in power." "At least I'm doing something." "I mean if we want to change something ... steer them in the right direction, We can't stay sitting on the sideline." "We?" "Who the fuck is "we"?" "I don' think I'll be steering anyone in the direction because I don't actually get a vote any more." "In case you haven't noticed, I am not a citizen." "Actually, legally, I am not a full fucking human being." "So I'm stuck on the sidelines." "What are you gonna do?" "Give me a list of how to find fucking books to read?" "Look ..." "If you're really so pessimistic ... why don't you go abroad for a year or two, until things settle down?" "There are many countries where you could practice." "You've no ties here." "No ties?" "I was born here." "I fought for this fucking country." "I am as German as you." "How dare you?" "Why should I leave?" "That's exactly what those bastards want." "Sorry ..." "You bastards." "Maurice!" "Here's something to help you sleep, my love." "Tastes so bitter, my darling." "Take my hand." "I love you." "I love you too." "Cut!" "Bravo!" "Without your vision, none of us would be standing here, Prof. Halder." "Or do you prefer "Hauptsturmführer"?" ""Professor" is fine, Reichsminister." "So much of what we make here is fluff." "Pretty daydreams for the masses." "I should know, I've read every script." "But Halder here really has a message for us." "It is very kind." "Allow me to present my wife, Anne." "Truly, the picture of Aryan motherhood." "My compliments." "We must find another outlet for your talents, Halder." "The two bluest eyes ofmydearlove" "Theynowhavesentmeaway intotheworld" "Darling?" "That was beautiful." "What are you talking about?" "Come on." "Didn't you...?" "No." "The sound." "I always knew you were brilliant John, but ... to hear such praise from the Reichsminister himself!" "I can't believe I shook his hand." "I am so proud of you!" "Please take my wife home." "Where're you going?" "I promised I'd drop in on Helen and children." "Now?" "Just for a moment." "Erich's having trouble at school." "John, you're not going to see ..." "No, no." "Look, I gotta go." "Please." "Anne ..." "Good." "You got my note." "You shouldn't have gone to all this trouble." "It's no trouble." "Sit down." "An old favorite." "Amy has made off, is it?" "Amy's long gone, I'm afraid." "If it's money, you need..." "It's wasn't that." "Please, tuck in." "So what was it then, with Amy?" "I can't employ Aryans under 45." "Course.Yes." "Look, don't worry, I didn't get you here to harangue." "It's not the point." "Some of the petty stuff is almost funny." "It'so ridiculous!" "They've just took my typewriter!" "I do not know how do they expect me to manage." "You know my handwriting's like." "Totally illegible." "Even for a doctor." "It's been a long time." "I didn't think you'd come." "If I had known you'd be making dinner, I might've reconsidered!" "Sorry." "It's awful, isn't it?" "No, no, I'm joking." "No, no, no, don't!" "Umm... it's the one I'm doing." "But ..." "I have something you won't be able to resist." "Are you ready?" "Epstein's?" "Is there any other cheesecake in the world?" "Pass your plate." "A bit of plum brandy to wash it down." "Enjoy." "Good?" "Heaven!" "What do you want?" "I need exit papers." "Trust me, you don't have to leave the country." "It was your suggestion." "Well .." "If you've made up your mind to do it, there are proper channels." "Don't strip me of everything I have." "Do you know how much they let me take out of the country?" "Do you?" "You've any idea?" "10 Marks." "10marks, show for everything I ever worked for." "Now." "If you pulled a few strings..." "It is a bit... different now." "If I could, I would." "You are in the fucking SS!" "For fuck's sake!" "It is a purely honorary rank." "They like to have a few academics around to give them an air of sophistication." "Well put it like that I am a purely honorary fucking Jew!" "Why don't you try telling that to your comrades?" "Jesus, you're fucking incredible!" "This is hard for me, you know?" "Yes." "Y'knowI can put up with any of the shit I get thrown at me daily ... any of the inhumanity, but this ... this is very hard to take, you understand?" "Johnnie ..." "I am ... begging you now." "You have every right to ask." "Oh don't be so fuckin' reasonable!" "I can't bear to listen to any more of your rationalization!" "Just get me a ticket to Paris." "Is not quite that simple." "Do you think it's simple for me?" "I'll pay whatever it costs." "Keep your money, Maurice." "Allow me ... just a shred ... of dignity, please." "You can put your ring back on now, if you like." "Hey, you ..." "John Halder!" "Johnnie!" "'the hell are you doing here?" "You know Johnnie Halder?" "He's our top man at the university." "You see this is typical." "Such humility." "Just queues up with the rank and fibre." "Really this is..." "he is taking it too far." "Stand aside." "No, it's allright Freddie." "Hauptsturmführer Halder is travelling on urgent business with the Reich." "Please give him any ticket." "Wherever he'd like to go." "I will sign for it, First Class." "I do not mind paying it." "C'mon old man we all do it." "You're part of the elite." "You don't have to pay like everyone else." "Where to?" "Paris, please." "Excuse me?" "Is it possible to buy a ticket to Paris?" "Leaving tomorrow." "I'd have to see the appropriate exit papers." "Well, you've seen the travel warrant." "That should suffice." "As I said, a single to Paris, please." "You're not planning to return?" "No." "No." "Yes!" "You've had me there!" "It is another thing I love 'bout this fellow, his sense of humor." "Yes, a return." "Return to Paris, please." "I can pay in cash." "You joke about deserting the Reich?" "Johnnie." "Johnnie, this isn't clever." "No, I meant Brandenburg." "Return to Brandenburg, please." "What takes you there?" "My mother." "Mother?" "Frau Troller?" "Mother, it's me, John." "How long have you been like this?" "Where is Frau Troller?" "Oh..ohn...." "on a holiday!" "For God's sake, mother, Why didn't you tell us?" "Bloody!" "You don't want me anymore." "Don't say that." "There you are." "Let me come back and live with you and Helen." "I'm not with Helen any more." "When did this happen?" "Six months ago, mother, you know that." "No, don't go." "You need to drink something." "And don't put me in a home!" "I'm not going to put you in a home, I promise." "You need to see a doctor." "No, I just need my pills." "Let me go, if you want me to get them for you." "I'll fetch you some water." "Damn." "I'll see about that light in the kitchen." "Mother!" "No, Mother, no!" "No ..." "I will not let you ..." "Maurice, please!" "Please take it." "Look I'm sorry, I was ..." "You look like shit, you know?" "You really look terrible." "Mother tried to kill herself." "Is she okay?" "Luckily, I was there." "Actually, it was my fault." "I shouldn't have left the pills in her reach." "If you were there, she didn't really mean it." "You don't know what she's been through." "Memory gone, dignity gone." "Everything...gone." "She can hardly breathe." "At least she isn't Jewish." "It's allright." "You missed a bit." "There you go ..." "This was for you." "Thank you." "Where you gonna get proper Jewish cheesecake when you've locked up all Jews, hein?" "Unless you give a special dispensation to Epsteins." "I can't stand them in there." "Going every day, give my money ... don't get "hello" ... "thank you" ... nothing." "Fucking Jews, hein?" "Noone's talking about locking anybody up." "We probably met him.You know?" "When we were in Ypres." "October of that year, 16th Bavarian when in the line next to us." "He's been running dispatches back and forth." "You may have sent him on an errand." ""Hey, you, last corporal." "Yes, you, short ass." "Get over here. "" "And he saluted you." "Imagine that." "So that's it." "You don't get me a ticket?" "I can't." "I tried." "You'll be allright." "You're a war veteran." "That doesn't help any more." "Look ..." "All right." "I'm a Jew, you're a Nazi." "End of story." "I don't think mother appreciated what... you did for her." "Well, I wasn't a very good nurse." "Sometimes, I used to play mazurkas all afternoon ... just so that I couldn't hear her yelling." "I don't know why I put a threat now that she's gone." "What good did it do?" "What are you saying, John?" "I mean to suffer until the end." "Why?" "Because you're her son." "Because that's too much to ask of a son." "Of a husband, perhaps." "I'm sorry." "No, I'm ... fine." "You don't need to worry about me." "I'm busy giving piano lessons." "Are you?" "Everyone wants to learn classical music again." "For some reason." "I even learned to cook." "Yes, the children told me." "I don't know what, but they eat it all up." "No, they said it's quite good." "They told me all your news too ... they're very proud of you." "I let them down." "No, you didn't." "Yes, I did." "No." "Perhaps they don't always allow themselves to show it ... but they are proud of what you're doing." "We all are." "So we'll start off with a general tour." "You can get an idea of our facilities here." "I read your paper, by the way." "What did you think of it?" "Competent grasp of the ethical issues." "I assumed of course the inspector would be a medical man, but no." "Your field is literature?" "The Reich Committee approached me after they tasked upon a book I'd written on the subject." "A work of fiction, was it?" "A novel, yes." "The strength of it, I was invited to draft the paper you've read." "It led, in due course, to my current role." "Which is...?" "Not so much an inspector." "More of a ... consultant." "A consultant?" "A consultant in humanity, I suppose you could say." "Well you do have to ask yourself:" ""What sort of life is this?"" "Don't you?" "Lis and I finally had some tests." "We hardly needed to decorate at all." "Did we, darling?" "No ... the house ..." "goes with the job." "Where did you get this furniture?" "It was here." "Poor Mandelstam left in such a hurry he hardly took a thing." "Come and see the bathroom." "It's bigger than our old flat." "Cheers!" "Please." "Tests?" "You want to hear the verdict?" "And the verdict is ... we can't have kids." "Oh, Freddie, I'm sorry." "They keep on at me at headquarters." ""When you going to start breeding?"" "Perfect Nordic pair like you and Lis. "" "I'm obsessed with fucking breeding." "This way I'll be stuck as Sturmbannführer forever." "That's why we want kids, of course but that doesn't make things any easier." "No." "I had to go to Lis' uncle doctor in Wiesbaden in case they track my records." "Maybe that doctor's wrong." "I haven't slept for weeks." "I am awake all night, Imagine all sorts of crazy things." "Well .. we all... imagine things." "With me, it's music." "I can be just sitting there talking to someone ..." "Excuse me." "Heil Hitler." "Urgent communication for Sturmbannführer Drobisch." "Freddie." "You're to report to headquarters immediately, sir." "If you were desperate for your wife to have a kid ... would you get someone, like that lad there?" "What does it...?" "What's happened?" "The Jews have shot Vom Rath." "Who the hell is Vom Rath?" "Some third fucking secretary in the Paris embassy who got bullet in his abdomen, poor sod." "Well, he's ruined my evening." "Why?" "Well put it this way, if Vom Rath dies ..." "I wouldn't want to be a Jew tomorrow night." "I'd better go, my apologies." "Shit, I haven't had duck for ages!" "Alas, duty calls." "I must pull myself away from the most delightful of hostesses." "Oh just smell that duck." "This is torture!" "No peace for the wicked." "Is it allright if I leave Lis here with you?" "Of course." "You didn't say where you were going, Freddie." "Oh, I've gotta burn down a few synagogues." "I could be all night." "You said that stopped all that stuff with the Jews." "Yes, that's what I thought." "You're not really gonna burn down synagogues, are you darling?" "No." "First thing is a briefing to organize a spontaneous demonstration ... of popular indignation for tomorrow night." "Cheerio." "He can take care of himself, you know he can." "That's just..., poor Freddie, he hasn't been sleeping." "I've just realized that I'd left something at work." "Papers I need for my lecture tomorrow." "I'm so sorry." "Heil Hitler." "Return to Paris, please." "I need to see some exit papers." "I'm sorry, I have to follow procedures." "Your name, please?" "Beckermeier." "Tell me, Beckermeier, do you enjoy working in the railways?" "Yes, sir." "So,would you like to further your career in transportation?" "Say, digging autobahns?" "One return ticket to Paris, coming up, sir." "Maurice!" ""Come to my house tomorrow."" "No, no, no." "Thank you." "Hello." "Halder speaking." "Understood." "What is it?" "Vom Rath died." "Who?" "Secretary at the Paris embassy." "Did you know him?" "What?" "I've been ordered to report for duty tonight." "But I thought your rank was honorary!" "All reserves have been mobilized." "I've never seen you like this." "I know." "Forgive me." "I just..." "I don't know what to do." "I know what you're thinking." "You're a man of letters ... you shouldn't be out there patrolling the streets." "I never thought it would come to this." "Of course you didn't." "But think about it, what exactly are you going to be doing tonight?" "Keep the peace." "Stop the mob from getting out of control." "Is that really all it is?" "Yes." "You're not going to be in any danger." "It's not me I'm worried about, I'm thinking about Maurice." "I promised him he'd be allright." "It's not your fault, John." "Any jew with any sense left years ago." "Exactly!" "I should have helped him while it was time." "He can take care of himself." "He hasn't got a family." "Would you risk everything we have for him?" "He may come here while I'm gone." "John." "If he does, give him these." "What have you done?" "You have to do this for me." "You allright?" "Did I hurt you?" "Look at yourself." "Just look at yourself." "Anne!" "Maurice?" "Wait!" "Maurice!" "Gluckstein!" "Is there a Maurice Gluckstein?" "Don't worry, sir, none of them will slip through the net." "I have orders to bring him in." "What did you say the name was?" "Gluckstein." "Gluckstein." "We have a Gluckstein?" "Gluckstein?" "I am Gluckstein." "That him?" "Yes." "Okay move them out!" "TheWorld" "Is deep" "And deeper" "Andtheday" "Anne!" "Has he been here?" "Who?" "Maurice." "No ..." "No, come to bed." "APRIL 1942" "There is a reference here to your friendship with a Gluckstein." "Maurice Israel Gluckstein." "Mainly professional relationship, he was my doctor." ""Psychoanalyst," it says here?" "Yes" "According to our records, you continued to associate with him ... after he was prohibited from practicing." "Did I?" "This would have been 1938." "He did approach me, now I remember ... to ask for my help in leaving the country." "I, of course, referred him to the proper authorities." "You've written on the Jewish question?" "My field is literature." "Oh, I mean from a racial point of view." "We have reports from your lectures." "Your work at university is valued by the leadership ... but in times of war, you understand, we all have to give that little extra." "Of course." "Now, we're currently engaged in a major resettlement program in the East." "Resettlement ... of the Jews?" "Among others." "Transports are on their way." "We need to ensure that reception facilities are fully operational." "And we need reports we can trust." "When would you like me to start?" "With immediate effect." "Was there something else?" "This ... resettlement ... obviously it's a colossal undertaking." "I was just wondering, is it still possible to keep accurate records?" "I'm rather proud of this." "I have a special punch card and sorting system design, state-of-the-art." "Everything is there." "Cross-indexed." "Very impressive." "Can you find anybody?" "Why don't we try a little exercise?" "By all means." "Say, that doctor you mentioned, Gluckstein." "Would your records be able to tell us where he ended up, for instance?" "We need to check a record." "Yes, sir." "Gluckstein ..." "The full name is ..." "Maurice Israel." "Year of birth?" "1899." "Or thereabouts." "Well, we should wait to see the outcome of our little experiment ... but you wouldn't believe the paperwork that ends up on my desk." "Good luck." "Thank you, sir." "Gluckstein, M. I." "Evacuated to Silesia." "Does it say when he was picked up?" "Thank you." "Aren't you going to say goodbye?" "I know what you did." "What are you talking about?" "He came to the house that night." "Who?" "You turned him in." "How can you think that?" "One thing you can say for the Gestapo ... they keep extremely thorough records." "Drive on." "Ah, John ..." "John, please ... please." "Heil Hitler." "Heil Hitler." "Hauptsturmführer Halder?" "I prefer "professor"." "Step this way, professor." "Thank you." "I trust you'll find everything in order." "Obersturmbannführer Eichmann will be pleased to hear it." "In fact, he asked me to carry out a little experiment ... to check that his records office is fully operational." "He wanted to see if it's possible to locate a particular individual." "Fascinating exercise, should we all agree." "The name, selected at random, is "Gluckstein"." "Maurice Gluckstein." "Our records show that he should be here." "Somewhere." "I'm sorry to have to disappoint you, Professor, but ... at any given time, we've got up to 30 thousand items here." "And the turnover is considerable." "Moreover, on arrival, each item is allocated a number, which becomes its sole means of identification." "So, all we have to do is find Gluckstein's number?" "In theory, yes." "But?" "Let me put it this way, Professor." "I'm sure, from head office everything looks neat, and tidy but out here ..." "Can you find this man or not?" "Frankly, Not a chance in hell." "9 out of 10 are processed on arrival." "Noone is here for more than a month or two." "I see." "Stop!" "Move!" "It is real."