(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
I'm Kuno.
Kuno's got himself into a little bit of trouble with a local Nazi party,
and I know you have the room.
Sounds great.
Max, you work at the Jewish Council. Surely you can speak to them.
Yes, I can at least try and find out where they've gone.
-(HORN BLARING) -OTTO: What did I say, darling?
Air raids are good because it means the English are
-knocking the daylights out of the Nazis. -Knocking the daylights out of the Nazis.
JAN: Bram asked for my employment file. He wants to see me in the morning.
There are a number of us here who disagree with the policies of the occupiers.
We'd like you to join us.
-My country needs me. -I need you.
Do not lie to me. I deserve to know.
JAN: I'm doing what you're doing.
-MIEP: You're hiding people. -JAN: I'm helping.
Those people have lost everything, and still they resist.
And I have to resist, too.
I'm waiting for Otto Frank. We have a standing meeting.
MIEP: Mr. Frank has moved out of town.
Call him. Tell him Tonny Ahlers is waiting.
-So this business partnership... -Blackmail, pure and simple.
He knows people are hiding.
-Give me your names. -But is that necessary?
Starting with you.
(TENSE MUSIC CONCLUDES)
(UPBEAT ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Quick, come on.
(MIEP PANTS)
-Miep! Jan! -Yay.
-(PANTS) -Sorry, we're late.
Sorry, sorry. (PANTS) Am I dressed okay?
Yes, of course. You look perfect, as usual. I wish I had your fashion sense.
ANNE: Jan, is it really your first symphony performance?
-Yes, it is. -Well, this one's a good one to go to
because these are the best musicians in Amsterdam.
Yeah, best Jewish musicians.
MARGOT: No, they were in the Concertgebouw Orchestra
but got kicked out when the Nazis came.
Mmm. So they decided to make their own orchestra.
Yeah. Mama calls them war heroes.
I almost forgot, the theater is for Jews only.
I'm sure they won't ask, but in case, I borrowed these.
Last place in town it's still good to be a Jew.
-(MIEP CHUCKLES) -EDITH: (CHUCKLES) Well, now let's go.
We don't want to be stragglers and miss that first movement.
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC CONTINUES)
-(CHUCKLES) Wow. -JAN: Oh my word.
Okay, you sit there, we'll sit here.
-(ORCHESTRA TUNES INSTRUMENTS) -(CROWD CHATTERING)
Young lady.
-You should let them sit together. -No, I want to sit next to Miep.
-MARGOT: (WHISPERING) Theater's gorgeous. -MIEP: Yeah, it's nice.
(EDITH SIGHS)
(ORCHESTRA STOPS TUNING)
(CROWD CHATTER QUIETS)
(CROWD APPLAUDS)
-MARGOT: That's the first violinist. -Mm-hmm.
(WHISPERS) She's Jewish.
-MARGOT: That's the conductor. -ANNE: He's also Jewish.
The first piece is, uh, Mendelssohn.
-Let me guess. Well, he's Jewish too. -Yeah.
-(GIRLS LAUGH) -EDITH: Girls, settle down.
(CROWD GOES SILENT)
(COUGHING)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
(VIOLIN PLAYS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(VIOLIN PLAYS VIGOROUSLY)
-(MUSIC STOPS) -(CROWD MUTTERS)
(VIOLIN RESUMES)
(MAN COUGHING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(VIOLIN STOPS) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Your house keys, please.
I'm here about my son. I need to see him.
Ma'am, we've already told you,
your son is just across the street at the nursery.
Does it feel good?
Sitting here with your stupid armband, following their orders? Working for them?
-I want to see my child! -It's for his own good.
It's too chaotic here for the little ones.
I work at the nursery, take good care of the babies.
I promise, you'll be reunited at transport.
And no, I don't like this any more than you do.
(SHOUTS IN HEBREW)
(IN ENGLISH) Excuse me, Walter. Ma'am, the Jewish Council are not the enemy.
We know who the enemy is.
These men are just trying to make it as easy for us as possible.
You're saving yourselves.
Thank you.
I was told to come see you.
(WHISPERING) You know Corry?
Yeah. Her baby likes to teethe on my hair.
Corry and her family are on the transport list for tomorrow.
So if you're going to ask, it has to be now.
-Tomorrow? Can't you stall it? -The Nazis keep raising the quotas.
There are no more Jews left in the city.
They're going to empty this whole place out by month's end.
It has to be now. (INHALES DEEPLY)
Your house keys, please.
Thank you.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
NAZI SOLDIER: Everyone, quickly!
(CROWD MURMURS)
(NAZI SOLDIER SHOUTS ORDERS IN GERMAN)
(IN ENGLISH) Hey! Quickly! Come on!
Corry Zeldenrust, Zeldenrust family of three.
Escorting her across the street to the nursery to feed her infant.
-She's expected back within the hour. -Thank you, sir.
Corry...
your family will be transported to Westerbork tomorrow.
(TROLLEY BELL RINGS)
We have a way out for your little girl.
We can send her into hiding. Today.
A family in the country will take care of her until the end of the war.
This could save her life.
Wh... Just her? Without us?
No. She stays with me.
See you tomorrow.
(BABIES CRYING)
(SOLEMN MUSIC FADES)
(BABY WHINES)
Corry, I know it's hard to imagine
that there's a safer place for your daughter than with you,
but at the camps, they will take her from you, day one.
And they will kill her.
BETJE: Let us do this for you.
And after the war, you'll be reunited, and she'll be pudgy...
And more importantly, alive.
-(BABY CRIES) -(CORRY SOBS)
Please. Can you do this for her?
(BABY CRIES)
(SOBS)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
Bye.
(SOBS)
(SINGS LULLABY IN HEBREW)
(BABY WHINES)
(CORRY STOPS SINGING LULLABY)
(BABY WHINES)
(CORRY SNIFFLES)
(IN ENGLISH) Tomorrow on your transport, you'll bring this doll,
so your family's numbers match.
CORRY: Won't they notice?
They won't look.
It's surprising what they don't care about.
When you arrive at Westerbork, you won't have the doll.
If they ask, your baby died en route.
Whenever you're ready.
(BABY CRIES)
(CORRY SOBS)
(SOBS)
I will see you very, very soon. All right?
(BABY WHINES)
(SOBS)
(SOLEMN MUSIC FADES)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(TROLLEY CAR DINGING)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(BABY WHINES)
(INTENSE MUSIC FADES)
(PANTS)
(BICYCLE BELL JINGLES)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
WOMAN: Oh, my God!
MAN 1: All right. We came by him this afternoon.
WOMAN 2: Look, he's got something there.
MAN 2: Hey, what happened?
MAN 3: Yeah, that's it. Floating in the water.
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(MAN 3 GRUNTING)
-(MIEP GASPS) -MAN 3: Turn him over.
MAN 4: Right.
Oh, my God! Anyone know who that is?
(GROANS)
(WOMAN GASPS)
QUEEN WILHELMINA: (OVER RADIO) But neither must our courage be forgotten.
Therefore, preserve your diaries and letters. These documents...
Did you hear that? The Queen wants my diary!
Anne! Shush!
QUEEN WILHELMINA: ...will be of great historical
and cultural significance after the war.
PETER: There, she said "after the war." The Queen wouldn't say that
unless she knew the Allies were on their way.
Yes. Yeah, I think you're right, Peter.
She's speaking of the war as if the end is near.
Because it is. The Allies have been massively bombing
the bridges and railroads in Northern France
to prevent the Germans from bringing in reinforcements.
So, we might be able to be out of here in time for the next school year?
-It's possible. -(MARGOT GIGGLES)
Otto, don't you dare get their hopes up.
Why? There... There is hope.
Yeah, the Allies are close. You heard Hermann.
-There is reason for hope. -MARGOT: We'll go see our friends again...
You can go to school again.
(ALL CHATTING EXCITEDLY)
-Be quiet! (SHUSHES) Be quiet. -ANNE: Miep!
It's the middle of the day. The curtains are wide open.
MAN: (OVER RADIO) Edgar is growing a very long...
The radio is way too loud. It's illegal.
Miep, it's Saturday, no one's in the office.
Yeah, and we have it on low.
I'm gonna have to turn it in to the Nazis.
No, no. Don't you dare.
We need the news, especially as the end is so close.
I'll get you a smaller radio for upstairs.
No, I don't want a radio upstairs. Hermann will listen to it nonstop,
and the children don't need to hear the horrors of the bombings
and all the ghastly body counts.
Yes, they do! I want Peter to understand that fascism isn't just flags and rallies.
It's mass murder.
Hermann, shut up! You've just said there's reason for optimism.
Cautious optimism, Gusti.
Mmm, did you hear the news? The Queen wants my diary.
Yes, I heard. Can everyone go upstairs?
Because we need to make it until the end of the war.
Am I allowed to go? Am I allowed to go?
-Please, Hermann, it's too much. -HERMANN: Thank you for your insights.
Why are you here today? Something wrong?
No. No, no, I just came to check on you. Um, Mrs. Frank...
Is there any butter in the shops yet, Miep?
No, ma'am. No, I... I looked today. There's none.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
The war will never end.
It will.
EDITH: We hear our Queen telling us to be strong.
But our Queen's in England.
Our Queen has all the butter she needs.
Yeah.
(EDITH WHISPERS IN GERMAN)
(SOMBER MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
NSB OFFICER: Are you Miep Gies?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
-MIEP: How can I help you? -This is for you.
(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)
Came to me by mistake. I just moved in upstairs.
Oh! Oh, you're the new neighbor!
-I'm Miep. -I know. It says so right there.
Mm-hmm. Well, if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to knock.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Bit of an empty offer these days.
We have nothing. But the thought.
I'll be seeing you around.
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO)
(WHISPERING) Jan, the new upstairs neighbor is a Nazi.
Oh, I know, I saw him moving in.
I don't think he can hear us.
-(RADIO CLICKS OFF) -You trying to test the theory?
Listening to Jewish music on an illegal radio?
-Do you want us to get arrested? -(SMOOCHES)
Or our illegal roommate? And where is he? Where's Kuno?
He's in Mrs. Stoppelman's room. Everything's fine. Relax.
(SIGHS)
"Everything's fine"?
Well, obv... obviously not,
but we got another baby to safety in Friesland.
Cute thing. Little pudge.
Sometimes you have to take a moment to celebrate the small wins, or else...
-(FOOTSTEPS CREAKING ABOVE) -(SIGHS)
(WHISPERING) See? No more Mendelssohn.
-(WHISPERING) But you love Mendelssohn. -Jan...
(HUMMING MENDELSSOHN SYMPHONY)
Do you remember when we went to the Jewish Theater?
Close your eyes, pretend we're there again.
(HUMS MENDELSSOHN SYMPHONY)
Now, remind me tomorrow to, um, go to the market before the potato man.
See if they've got any butter.
I can take that radio to the Annex in the morning,
and then I can hand in the one in Mr. Frank's office to the Nazis,
show them we're complying.
Hey, hey.
-Oh, Kuno... Kuno, the man upstairs... -Oh, he's a Nazi. Yeah, Jan told me.
Yeah, well, Jan and I are the only ones registered as living here,
so if he finds you...
Don't worry. I'll be careful.
You okay?
Got the worst headache. No idea why. Gonna try and, uh, sleep it off.
Okay, well, let us know if you need anything.
(DOOR SHUTS)
You want to take my radio?
Oh, it's... it's just making me nervous. All of it.
Why, I... Why... Why now? Is it because of the Records Office?
I mean, it was ages ago. If they were going to arrest me,
-they'd have done it by now. -Shh. Be quiet.
(TRUCK ENGINE RUMBLING OUTSIDE)
I saw a dead body in the canal.
First Jewish person I've seen in weeks, and... just floating in the canal.
Uh, he probably died in hiding, and they didn't know what to do.
Huh?
But is that what the Resistance does? Just throws people out like old fish?
What would you do? What can you do?
(JAN SIGHS)
Germans have their backs against the wall.
They know the Allies are coming. It'll get worse before it gets better.
Do you think it is gonna get better?
(LOUD KNOCKING ON DOOR)
No, it's the neighbor. I told him to knock if he needed anything.
Why on earth would you do that?
'Cause that's what you say to neighbors.
One second.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
Mrs. Gies?
JAN: Hi. Can I help at all?
We're here with the Omnia Trust for the liquidation of Jewish assets.
SCHEUBLEIN: We have this address listed as belonging to a...
KONING: Henriette Stoppelman.
Oh, that... That's, uh, an error. She's not lived here for a long time.
That right?
(SINGS LULLABY IN HEBREW)
(DOOR HANDLE CLACKING)
(BABY WHINES)
-LIESJE: (IN ENGLISH) What is it? -They're here!
(NAZI OFFICER SHOUTING IN GERMAN)
-(IN ENGLISH) It's all right. -(BABY CRIES)
-(OFFICER CONTINUES SHOUTING) -(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)
Everybody up! This building is officially closed.
(BABY WAILING)
All children to be processed for transport to the camps. Immediately!
Then you will be processed. Come on! Wake them up, dress them up! Right now!
(SHOUTS IN GERMAN)
(IN ENGLISH) So, the only residents listed here
are you, Jan Gies, and you, Miep Gies.
-Correct? -Yes. That's correct.
Which one of these rooms did the old lady sleep in?
-Um, well... -My... My cousin is in...
in... in... in insurance as well.
Good for your cousin.
(MENACING MUSIC CONTINUES)
-So, this is your furniture? -MIEP: It is.
You and my grandma have similar taste.
(SCOFFS) Oh, you came here to insult my taste, then take my furniture?
(CURTAIN DRAWS OPEN)
All right, next.
Sofa... two armchairs.
NAZI OFFICER: Come on, come on, move quickly!
-(BABY CRYING) -NAZI OFFICER: Down here!
Let's go, let's go, let's go! Come on!
Quickly now!
(SHOUTS ORDERS IN GERMAN)
(BABY WAILS)
(NAZI OFFICER SHOUTS IN GERMAN)
(IN ENGLISH) Come on. This way.
(NAZI OFFICER CONTINUES SHOUTING)
(PANTS) Run to the teacher's house as fast as you can.
Knock on his door, then hide yourselves! Go. Go, go, go.
Go, go, go, go, go.
Careful. Careful. Careful. Careful.
(BABY CRIES)
(MENACING MUSIC FADES)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
You need to come in here!
Didn't Horvath say he needed a dining set for four?
He wants oak. That's pine.
-This your room? -MIEP: Mm-hmm.
That necessary?
SCHEUBLEIN: Miss?
Circumstances of Mrs. Stoppelberg leaving the domicile...
MIEP: Stoppelman.
She moved? She fled, she was relocated? What?
Uh, we came home one day, and she was... she was gone.
SCHEUBLEIN: Good thing you had all your own furniture, huh?
This is theft, what you're doing here. This isn't your stuff.
Come on. She left it. And a girl needs something to sit on.
Are you just gonna take it all?
I think we got everything.
Pending review, we'll be back to collect the old Jew's furniture.
You'll be hearing from us.
(DOOR SLAMS)
(WHISPERING) Oh, my God.
(PANTS) Oh, what the hell?
They came in here like they owned the place!
Well, they do now. (EXHALES)
MIEP: You all right?
Um, uh, no. No, I can't stop shaking.
Well done, mate. They missed you by millimeters.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY)
(SNIFFLES)
Back so soon?
-Max. -I need your help.
JAN: So, uh, you hid in a closet, and they didn't find you?
I know, but we were trapped.
They were there for hours pulling the children out.
When it went silent, I snuck out and called Max.
Betje wanted to turn herself in, go with the kids to Westerbork.
How many children did we care for and then send off
-into the hands of those sadists?! -LIESJE: We had no choice!
You saved countless children.
And watched thousands be sent away to die!
And the Jewish Council said that we'd be safe.
Tea. You could use some tea.
My wife and I have a hiding place lined up in the country,
but it's impossible to get out of the city.
Maybe I can help.
Max, you'll have to have Stella come and stay here tonight.
She's not safe in your house anymore.
-Can you help me with the tea, please? -JAN: Yeah.
(MAX SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
(JAN EXHALES)
Yeah. What's your plan?
(SIGHS) Haven't quite figured it out yet.
Try again.
(EXHALES) Well, the Germans have shut down transportation, beefed up checkpoints.
There's no getting out of the city.
What... So they're just gonna stay here?
Four more people? That can't be the plan.
Not with Omnia agents barging in and the neighbor upstairs.
-Something's gonna happen! -Miep.
Things are happening regardless of what we do.
-LIESJE: They're taking children! -(GASPS) Oh, my God.
(INDISTINCT ARGUING)
BETJE: Doctors and nurses were supposed to be safe. No one was safe.
We told you that because we thought it was true. We got no prior warning.
Now they're dismantling the Jewish Council and will be after us next.
Shh. Shh. Please. There's... there's an NSB officer living upstairs.
There's an NSB officer upstairs? Max, I thought you said this was safe.
I thought it was. Jan?
Well, it's as safe a place as we have at the moment.
As long as we're all quiet, we'll all be safe.
Oh, God.
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
MIEP: Kuno?
-(BREATHES HEAVILY) -(TEAPOT WHISTLING)
BETJE: I applied cold compresses all night,
but his temperature just won't go down.
I mean, it could be a migraine, a sinus infection, a virus.
But worst-case scenario, it's meningitis, which could be deadly, and contagious.
I think we should take him to a hospital.
No. No, we can't. He's hiding here. He's wanted by the Green Police.
Can't you take care of him?
Very little to be done if we don't know the cause of the problem.
We can... we can hold out for a while, see if he gets any better.
-Yeah. -Can we have some fresh water?
-Yeah. -Oh, and if you have any willow bark,
-that would be good. -MIEP: All right.
-And maybe some alcohol? -What kind? Rubbing alcohol?
Any kind. Brandy, gin, rye. It's for me.
-(GASPS) -(SCREAMS)
(GASPS)
Stella! When did you get here?
Max sent for me last night.
Do you happen to have an extra towel?
-Yeah... yeah, in the cabinet. -Thank you.
MIEP: Anyone else in the house I should know about?
Look, I'm gonna speak to Bram. Okay?
-I'll get everyone out. -Yeah. Can you get Kuno some willow bark?
Yes. Anything else?
What do we do if Kuno...
If he dies?
I have no idea.
Neither do I. No clue.
All right. I'll get some willow bark. Okay?
Okay, I have to go to work.
Don't make any noise. We don't know how much he can hear.
Only walk around in socks. Don't flush the toilet,
don't run any water, no one is supposed to be here.
Just... don't let him die.
(CRIES IN PAIN)
Please be still.
Stop jabbing that thing in my gum and I'll stay still.
So I'm assuming that they will land in Spain.
ANNE: Capital of Spain is Madrid.
-Spain or Portugal. -Capital of Portugal is Lisbon.
What are you doing?
I'm remembering things, so when I get back, I'm not held back.
-It's a good idea. -ANNE: I know.
Although the best news would be France, no?
-Paris! -Paris!
-Aw, Paris! -PETER: Please...
MARGOT: Mama, when we get out of here we should go to Paris.
-We could go see where Renoir lived. -And why would I want to do that?
You love Renoir.
(QUIETLY) Do I love Renoir?
Miep! Th... uh, the radio. Please, set it here.
Oh, damn, no. I forgot it. I left it at home.
Well, if... if we can't listen downstairs, then how...
It slipped my mind. I...
-I came for the shopping list. -Uh, Edith has it.
HERMANN: (SCOFFS) So now we don't have a radio?
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -MARGOT: Mama, the shopping list?
I don't have it.
HERMANN: I'm saying we're not gonna get information.
Yes. I... I have it. Ri... right.
I can't find my pot. Did you wash it?
No. Mama, it's on the counter. Right next to you.
Edith, Gerrit's coming today.
-HERMANN: Miep. -Gerrit?
-The potato man. -HERMANN: Miep.
The radio is of the utmost importance right now.
The Allies could be days away.
-We need to know what's what. -The potato man. Yeah.
I'm speaking for myself.
-But news, it's more important than food. -PETER: Oh, no, no, no.
He's definitely speaking for himself, Miep.
Are there any good potatoes left in the attic?
Anne! Peter! Go upstairs and see if there are any good potatoes, will you?
Get a pack of beans while you're up there, too, will you?
And moldy ones that are salvageable are good too.
Well, the South of France makes sense. But Normandy...
-EDITH: I can't find my pot. -HERMANN: Normandy, I think.
Edith, it's there.
-Exactly. -ANNE: Margot! There's...
Anne! Anne! The office is opening soon.
-Can you stop shouting? -ANNE: Sorry!
(LOUD RATTLING)
(PETER AND ANNE LAUGHING)
Stop it! Stop it!
-Stop that now! -PETER: I don't know how to stop it!
It's not funny! They can hear this. G... Gerrit could be down there!
MALE VOICE: Hello!
(THREATENING MUSIC PLAYING)
MALE VOICE: Hello?
(WHISPERS) That's Gerrit. Now just clean this up!
Actually, don't, don't, don't, don't. You'll make too much noise.
Just do nothing.
Gerrit? I'm glad I didn't miss you!
Shh! It's the NSB man. The one who was blackmailing Otto.
-What, Tonny Ahlers? -He said he won't leave until he sees you.
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
I told you once, and I'm not telling you again,
I don't know where Mr. Frank is.
Of course. Lost in Switzerland.
Unless you're here for sausage spices, I have nothing for you. Can you please go?
Times have changed. Look around.
It's a different city. No more dirty Jews.
Well, congratulations.
Scarcity sets the market price, you know?
You can now get a lot more money for turning in a Jew in hiding.
Come on. You know where the Franks are. I know you do.
Going to find someone who does, might as well be you.
Your cut would be substantial.
Think about it.
-He said that... -KLEIMAN: I heard.
You don't think he suspects they're here at all?
GERRIT: (GROANS) Hello?
Gerrit! Hey, Gerrit, I was... I was worried I missed you.
(GERRIT GROANS)
That man who just left, he was hovering around when I got here. I, uh...
I stalled. I didn't think you'd want him
to see that you had such a... a large standing order.
Um, watch out for him. He's bad news.
Have a good day. Have a good one.
Was Gerrit saying what I think he was saying?
Like it's common knowledge. Like, "Because of the Jews you're hiding."
Maybe Tonny Ahlers knows that, too?
Oh, I don't know. I don't, I don't think so.
I mean, why would he cut me in? Oh, I mean... This is so bad.
-(GASPS SOFTLY) -What? What's wro...
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
What? Mrs. Frank, you can't be here.
EDITH: I just wanted to get away for a minute.
Then I saw the sunlight in the hall. I just needed a little sunlight.
-(BREATHES HEAVILY) -(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(MUSIC TURNS SOMBER)
Can I talk to you?
(BREATHES SHAKILY) Of course. Of course, Mrs. Frank, but inside.
No. No, I can't be in there for another second.
With their nonstop chattering, and planning,
and cheering about the end of the war as if it's already happened.
As if our girls are already free and out of danger.
I feel so ashamed.
-Ashamed? -EDITH: Yeah.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
I have this bad feeling, Miep. I can't shake it.
I have this dark hole in my stomach that tells me this war will never end.
And Margot looks at me and Anne looks at me, and...
and they have so much light in their eyes.
So much hope now. And...
And...
I can't look back at them.
I'll kill it.
I'll destroy their hope if they look in my eyes.
It's been two years, Miep.
Two years since I've been outside.
Is it better?
Tell me it's better out there.
It's much better that you're inside right now.
EDITH: Hm.
Yeah.
(BOOKSHELF DOOR CREAKS)
(DOOR BANGS SHUT)
(BIRD CHIRPING)
(CAR HORN HONKING)
(MAN SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)
(GRUNTS)
You know there's a rubber shortage? We're confiscating your bicycle.
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
I need my bike for work. I have the documentation for it.
The war effort needs your bike. Are you saying you don't want to contribute?
No, no. I... I... I work for the government, our government.
I work with Bram Becker. You can't take my bike.
You want to tell me what I can and can't do?
Uh, no. No. I apologize.
You gonna mouth off to us now, social worker?
You think you deserve special treatment here?
-"I have a pass!" -(CHUCKLES)
-I... I... I wasn't suggesting... -You like working for the government? Hm?
There's a work camp in Germany that could use your passion.
-Let's go. -JAN: Hey. Hey.
-Let's go. -JAN: Hey.
I've done nothing wrong. Please.
VICTOR: Tell me again, what happened?
Mrs. Frank just walked right out into the office.
-I nearly fell over dead. -Why would she do that?
They're getting stressed. And sloppy. I mean, we're all getting sloppy.
We think Gerrit knows. The potato man. I mean, he didn't say it outright, but...
-We have to be more careful. -VICTOR: How much more careful can we be?
-We have to feed people. -We've been doing the right thing.
It's just people are working it out.
We have to move them, right? They can't stay here.
Move them? Eight of them?
He... he's right. Do we know anyone hiding people outside the city?
But how would we get them there? I mean,
Mr. Frank won't let them travel separately.
We can't just move eight people onto the street.
-Then we lock them up. -(TELEPHONE RINGING)
-What, is less freedom really the answer? -(TELEPHONE RINGING)
-Are you going to answer that? -(TELEPHONE RINGING)
(TELEPHONE RINGS)
Opekta.
Huh?
Don't do anything.
No. T... Tell them to stay put. P... Please! I'll be right there!
Oh, my God.
-What is it? -Nothing. It's no one.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-HAGEN: Prisoner to check in. -BORST: Stand still.
I work for the city council.
-I'm a social worker. -Quiet.
You're making a mistake. I have important work to do.
Where are you going? We need to check him in.
We're going to have a little chat. I don't like his mouth.
-Wait, I have important work to do. -BORST: Get in.
JAN: There's a misunderstanding. I'm just doing my j...
(GROANS)
Tell me, Mr. Social Worker, do you work with Bram Becker?
JAN: Yes, I told you.
BORST: Yeah, I bet you do.
(GRUNTS)
Run.
I'll say I was overpowered by an unidentified Dutch citizen.
He escaped police custody.
What? If I... I run, you're gonna shoot me in the back.
Go, stupid, before someone sees!
Tell Bram Becker I said, "Hello."
(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
(INTENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)
I tried to tell them no.
-I think they should take him. -BETJE: Right here we go.
No. No, no, no. You can't take him to the hospital.
We are. We have to.
Jan will be back soon with the willow bark.
It's beyond the point of needing willow bark.
-He needs proper care. -Are you sure he's dying?
-What? -No, but we don't know what it is.
I... I know, but if he gets caught, he will die.
And we will get arrested, and you will get arrested,
and so will his mother, and his mother, our landlady, and eight more people.
Children, and they will all die. So many people. So, if...
-Here he is. Jan, Jan, the willow bark. -(KUNO EXCLAIMING)
I told you he's beyond the point of needing willow bark.
Try it! Jan?
I haven't got it.
What? Wh... I asked you to do one thing.
We're going. I won't have another life on my conscience.
(SCREAMS IN PAIN)
-KUNO: Oh, my God! -Kuno!
(KUNO RETCHES)
(GROANS)... Oh, God!
(GROANS AND GASPS)
I feel...
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Oh, so much better.
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
Yeah, that's better... (BREATHES HEAVILY)
(RAPID KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(KUNO SIGHS)
I was upstairs and I heard a man scream. Is everyone all right?
-(CHUCKLES) Everyone's fine. Fine. -JAN: Yes! Everything's fine.
Everything's fine. Sorry, I... I dropped the iron on my foot.
-Screamed like a banshee. -(MIEP CHUCKLING)
-Thanks for your concern. -NSB OFFICER: Not at all.
I'd get some ice on that.
-Thank you. -JAN: Yes.
-All right. -MIEP: Thank you.
It was like a hammer banging on the inside of my face.
And then it just went away.
We think it was an abscess with a massive infection that burst.
We need to stay with him tonight to make sure
the infection's not worse, but it seems he's good.
That's great.
You can thank your lucky stars we've got two wonderful nurses
in our house, hey, Kuno?
(SIGHS)
-JAN: What is it? -Nothing.
-I asked you to do one thing! One thing! -Huh.
I am feeding eight Jews at work, you bring five more people into my home.
And you can't find the time to get some willow bark?
I did get some willow bark, and then I was arrested.
What?
Uh, it's okay. They let me go. Just took my bike. For the tires.
Why did they arrest you?
-Because they can, Miep. -MIEP: What did you do?
Nothing. Told them I needed my bike and suddenly they deemed me insubordinate.
Were you? Well, what did you say?
Why are you interrogating me?
Because all day, I've been picturing us dragging Kuno's dead body out of here
and throwing it into the canal!
I literally don't know what else we would do.
Everything is falling apart and you...
I come home, and you wanna celebrate the wins, or...
Jan...
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Mrs. Frank walked out of the Annex today.
-What? -MIEP: Yeah, she just walked right out.
She could have gone into the street. I mean,
she might have just gone to her hairdresser.
I mean, she's... she's about to crack, Jan,
and I... and I might join her. And then you're gonna have that to deal with, too.
And still, you bring home more people.
I mean, at some point, we're no longer saving them.
We're just putting them in more danger. There has to be a line!
The Nazis are taking more and more people every day,
so we have to save more and more.
Okay, maybe we can't stop and celebrate, but we can't stop altogether.
We can't ever wonder if we could have done more.
Do you think I don't know that? Do you think I don't know that?!
Where are you going?
I'm going to sit up with Kuno to make sure he stays alive.
JAN: Well, I'm gonna speak to Bram
in the morning, and see if we can figure out a way to get
four more Jews out of a city that's in lockdown.
And I'll figure out how to feed those four Jews, shall I?
And smuggle an illegal radio across the city to the other
eight Jews I'm hiding at work.
-It's not a competition! -Shh! Nazi!
(JAN SCOFFS)
-(SERENE MUSIC PLAYING) -(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Okay, let's go. Come on, this way.
Will we have new ID cards once we get there?
Your next contact will have them for you.
MAX: We've kept you busy.
What are you gonna do now that we're all gone?
I'm sure I'll think of something, Max.
-(TRUCK RUMBLES) -(BRAKES SQUEAL)
-NAZI OFFICER: Halt! -Whoa, whoa. Wait! Wait!
Nobody moves.
(MUSIC TURNS MENACING)
NAZI GUARD: Everyone, put your hands against the wall.
JAN: Do as he says. Against the wall, come on.
See you after the war.
We can run.
-Should we run? -No.
Do whatever he says. Whatever they tell you to do, do it.
BORST: Listen to Mr. Social Worker.
Turn around.
Let's go.
This... this is our contact.
All of you, in the truck. Hurry.
JAN: Into the truck.
(TRUCK ENGINE REVS)
MAN: Try again tomorrow!
(MOTORCYCLE GROWLS)
(GRUNTS ANGRILY)
(HUFFS)
You bastards!
(SCREAMS IN RAGE)
(BREATHES QUICKLY)
(LAUGHS)
(GASPS)
(CONTINUES LAUGHING)
(GRUNTS ANGRILY)
Hello? (PANTS)
Mr. Kleiman? Mr. Kugler?
(GASPS)
(SIGHING) Oh, my God.
So careless!
So sloppy!
All of those chairs gathered around the radio,
the illegal radio listening to the BBC.
Do you understand the danger? What if there'd been a raid?
It looks just like people are living here!
-Miep, listen. -MIEP: I'm sorry. But you cannot go
downstairs after hours anymore. You have to stay right here.
I don't like it but you asked me to keep you alive,
-and if you won't help me do that... -Miep.
The Allies have landed in France.
They're calling it D-Day.
-MIEP: What? -OTTO: They're here.
HERMANN: That's why we had to listen downstairs.
-Where... where... where did they land? -HERMANN: Normandy.
It's just as the Queen said would happen. We're going to be liberated.
(ALL CHEER)
The radio, Miep. Thank you!
OTTO: Normandy. Right here.
HERMANN: When Otto? You think by end of year?
It's possible. My guess would be mid-October.
Ah, do you think we'll be able to attend school in autumn?
It's possible, darling. It's possible.
The first thing I am going to do is go to an actual dentist's office.
-No offense. -(GIGGLING)
(POUNDING ON DOOR)
(DISQUIETING MUSIC PLAYING)
-(TRUCK RUMBLING) -(TROLLEY DINGING)
(SIGHS)
-Gerrit? -Hi, can I come in? Yeah?
It's not your usual day. Is everything all right?
GERRIT: One of my suppliers had a surplus.
I thought you might enjoy a little something sweet for a change.
Or you can share them with, uh, whoever you know...
(WHISPERING) ...that might enjoy them.
-(GIGGLING) -PETER: Ooh, strawberries!
-MARGOT: I can't believe it! -ANNE: Oh, my God!
MARGOT: Oh, my god.
-AUGUSTE: We can't eat all those. -PETER: No, we... we can try.
Sometimes you just need to take a minute to celebrate. So we're going to make jam.
I've closed early, I've locked up tight downstairs.
Got couple dozen hands and a master jam-maker.
-OTTO: Who is this? -Me!
-Oh! -(LAUGHTER)
-World's best straw... -(MARGOT AND ANNE LAUGH)
Wait. Actually try, try it. Okay, ready? (CHUCKLES)
-(PETER HOWLS) -(MARGOT LAUGHS)
No, no, no. I wanna try.
HERMANN: I think they'll advance to the North.
-FRITZ: I disagree. -OTTO: What do you think, Miep?
Uh...
I think, uh... uh, that you're a strawberry thief!
(OTTO LAUGHS)
Yes. We've established that.
No, I don't think we need all of it!
Uh, who's the jam-making expert here, you or me?
-Miep's getting sassy. -(MIEP LAUGHS)
No. Miep's perfect.
(KISSES)
I think I'm gonna move to Palestine. Work on a kibbutz.
What? No, it's... No, no, no. It's too far.
-Too far? -I'll be there, too.
I want to be a midwife. Help babies be born.
What about you, Mama? What are you gonna do after the war?
Yeah, what do you wanna do?
I haven't given it much thought. Well, perhaps some... (INHALES)
feel the sun on our faces, with each other.
Outside. Yeah.
FRITZ: Well... (CLEARS THROAT)
...we all know Anne is going to be a writer.
Perhaps, one day she will end up in Hollywood
like those people on her wall.
AUGUSTE: If you're gonna publish that diary, Anne, I want to read it first.
There is no chance.
Just my parts. Do you tell about the time I got my hair stuck in the sink? Do you?
(ALL LAUGHING)
I've told you all, you can read it when it's ready and not before.
(CHUCKLES)
Thank you for this.
You can thank Gerrit the potato man.
Reminds me when we first met.
You spent days trying to perfect the jam,
learning all the pitfalls and the tricks. Never gave up.
-I wanted the job, so I did what you said. -And you hated every second of it.
"Mr. Frank, I'm not a housewife and I don't ever want to be one!"
-(SCOFFS) -(LAUGHS)
Why didn't you just fire me?
Can you imagine where we'd be if I had?
(HEARTFELT MUSIC PLAYING)
-MARGOT: Papa! -OTTO: Yeah?
MARGOT: What are you going to do after the war?
OTTO: Same as I'm doing now.
Reading Dickens and listening to all of the wonderful noise
my family makes.
But I'll be eating chocolate...
and drinking real, honest-to-goodness coffee.
And we won't have to share that god-awful smelly bathroom anymore.
(ALL LAUGHING)
Hear, hear. Horrible.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHUCKLING) What?
-What? -(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS) Everything feels different to me.
The whole city, the people, the air. Just knowing the Allies are coming.
MIEP: Nothing's changed. Look around.
There was a dead man floating in that canal a few weeks ago.
You're right.
Lately, I've just been feeling there's no way
things could possibly return to normal. But today...
I can see it. Do you feel that?
I want to. But you know,
I still have to get the shopping list every morning,
and get Dr. Pfeffer his letters from Lotte,
and tell Anne everything I've done in the entire day.
And stop Mrs. Van Pels and Mrs. Frank from killing each other.
(WHISTLES)
Doesn't help me to think of it that way.
I have to keep doing what I'm doing until the second they're free.
Then... then things will feel different.
(LAUGHS) You're terrible.
(KLEIMAN LAUGHS)
-Coffee's ready if anyone wants it. -Thank you.
MIEP: What's funny?
Kugler.
Kugler? Wha...
There are about a dozen words I'd use to describe him before "funny."
(LAUGHS)
Aw! What're you doing down there? God, we're gonna be finding these beans
until the war's over.
(MUSIC TURNS THREATENING)
(GUN CLICKS)
TONNY: Don't move.
Just stay put.
(MUSIC CRESCENDOS)
(MUSIC FADES)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
♪ The falling leaves drift by my window ♪
♪ The autumn leaves of red and gold ♪
♪ I see your lips ♪
♪ The summer kisses ♪
♪ The sun-burned hands I used to hold ♪
♪ Since you went away the days grow long ♪
♪ And soon I'll hear ♪
♪ Old winter's song ♪
♪ But I miss you most of all ♪
♪ My darling ♪
♪ When autumn leaves ♪
♪ Start to fall ♪
(SOFT MUSIC CONCLUDES)