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...they made me the keeper of the vineyards;

But mine own vineyard I have not kept.

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Mom!

IN HIDING

Dad.

Dad...

Dad?

- Don't charge her for negatives. - Only for 5 prints.

You're so good...

Janka...

- You're already here? - Dad?

How could I tell you?

- I didn't expect you so early. - Who is she?

Ester.

My friend's daughter.

She'll stay with us for a while.

No one can know about this. No one.

Not only her life, but all our lives depend on that.

I hope I can trust you.

But why?

Don't you understand?

- Why should we take the risk? - Decency requires it.

I'm to die for decency? Or for a Jewish girl?

I didn't expect this from you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry

I'm sorry.

Eat.

- In the evening. - That's fine.

- Good morning Janka. - Good morning.

Romek? What are you doing here?

This is for you.

Thank you.

Maybe we could go for a walk later?

Good. After five.

I'll pick you up at five.

Good bye.

- Is dad around? - At this hour? He's in the cafe.

- Anything else? - No, thank you.

We used to have such a fine city orchestra,

but when push came to shove, almost all the musicians were Jews.

- Good morning. - Look who is here!

- Good to see you Janka! - Miss Janka.

- I'll clean up. - I'll help you.

- No, I'll do it. - Wanda, please sit down.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Play something joyful for us.

Por una Cabeza!

- Shall we dance, Wanda? - With pleasure.

All right then?

Yes but can't she go out at night?

Right. Leave the trap open.

Here.

Thank you.

Let me know if you need anything.

Shut the gate!

Run!

Leave it!

What are you doing?

What's going on?

- Father! - Where?

Calm down!

Let me go!

We're nearly out of bread. Butter as well.

Just about out of everything.

Tomorrow I'll got to the market. I'll get everything.

What are you staring at?

Because I was wondering... what you're allowed to eat.

You're so silly.

- What now? - I'll manage.

God help you.

You shouldn't smoke here.

- A woman shouldn't smoke at all. - Wanda...

Don't come back here again.

As you wish... But...

You know where to find me.

You have an apartment, which is empty...

- In a good location, it's quiet there. - But I can't.

- I've never felt so good with anyone. - No, it's impossible. I'm sorry.

- Janka! - Leave me alone!

Lay off!

Can I sleep here with you? I'm afraid to be alone.

Janka, move over please...

Janka! I have a request to make.

Go to the Ghetto,

try to give this letter to David.

Who?

To my David...

We were to leave together.

Here's the name and address.

Maybe someone knows where to find him.

Maybe I'll get an answer.

Ester...

The Ghetto does not exist anymore.

Someone must've stayed behind...

Try... Please...

- I won't even be able to get there. - Maybe someone will be at the gate.

Even if I were to meet him, I wouldn't recognize him.

- All right. I'll try. - Thank you.

Ester... There's nothing there.

And the letter?

I handed it over.

To whom?

To a guy who said he'd try.

I'm sorry.

- What are you doing here? - Today is Thursday.

Tell mom that there'll be no more lessons.

How did you know?

I thought I'd introduce myself to my new neighbours.

My father's out.

I'll tell you something.

Next time you're alone pretend like there's someone else at home too.

Understand? Such are the times...

Ania!

Unbutton it.

Take your clothes off.

This too.

You're beautiful.

Since when do the servants sit with the masters?

Come on, I was only joking.

It was a stupid joke.

Look, a star.

Make a wish, quick.

I'd like the war is over.

And you, Janka?

What's your wish?

I won't tell.

If not for the war, I wouldn't be here at all.

What do you mean?

It's simple.

The decision was made, the luggage packed up,

my father had almost agreed to it.

Where you were supposed to go?

To the Soviet Union.

To the Soviet Union?

I've promised myself that if I survive

I'll go there the day this whole thing is over.

Great things are taking place there...

A new society's being hammered out, a new world.

I've heard horrible things happen there.

You're so hopelessly bourgeois, aren't you?

They reroute large rivers. They join seas together.

- Are these things horrible? - What would you do there?

What do you mean? I'd dance.

Don't you know they've got the best ballet in the world?

You can dance here too.

A dance of the skeletons?

Or maybe a minuet of the starving?

No! Even better! Dance of the dying Aurora!

Who is it?

Neighbour. Open the door.

What do you want?

What do you want?

What do I want?

Is it really so tough to figure out what I want?

Put the dollars on the table,

or, even better, something shiny

or the Gestapo will be here in 15 minutes.

I don't know what you mean.

So that's how you talk to me.

Get out!

Please go.

Let's sit for a while.

Please, just a short while.

Are you afraid?

No.

Not anymore.

- What's going on? - Nothing.

And this? What's happening?

There are more Germans in town, It's much worse than before.

Round-ups at every street.

They chase people down the streets, executions...

Get back in.

Janka, what's happening?!

I had a dream.

I dreamt that it was all over

and I walked out on the street

wearing a new dress.

A stupid dream.

- What do you need it for? - For rags.

Haven't we met before?

Not that I recall.

Strange. Seems to me like I've seen you before.

Maybe I look like someone you know.

You play the cello, don't you?

You took lessons from Herman Schein, on Klonowa street.

Don't tell me you don't remember.

Ester Goldfarb lived next door.

Maybe you know her?

Maybe you know what's happened to her?

How should I know?

I ask everybody. She crossed over to the Aryan side. Maybe she's alive.

But I don't know anything about her.

What are you doing here?

Something isn't right.

What?

I don't know.

You're hiding something.

Don't you trust me?

Come with me.

Are you happy now?

What is not right?

Don't you understand?

I rot between four walls going mad!

- While you can walk anywhere. - Where do I go?

- You can meet people, go out. - Quiet, quiet...

I've had enough of you. I can't stand you anymore.

Blessed be God's name.

Forever and ever.

It's been ages since I confessed.

Never mind.

What counts is contrition and repentance.

Have you accounted for your sins?

I didn't have to. I remember my sins.

Then confess them.

I killed a man.

But I don't know if it's my worst sin

as I had to do it to save someone else.

It's a terrible sin.

But the war was on...

We were all put to a test.

Let God judge our acts and intentions.

The war is over. But I still live a lie.

What do you mean?

I can't...

I can't tell the truth...

You can't or you don't want to? What are you afraid of?

If I told the truth, I'd lose something important to me.

Do you want to confess?

If you pray a lot,

God will grant you consolation. I can't do this for you.

I'm sorry.

Good morning.

City Housing Office. Can we come in?

Can we talk here?

Let's talk in the kitchen.

Please follow me.

- These premises belong to? - To me.

I mean to our family. To my father.

And where is your father?

- My father left. I'm waiting for him. - Alone?

Alone.

- And you don't sublet it? - No one.

Neighbours say that more than one person lives here.

'In the apartment one can hear many footsteps,

voices and laughter, parties are held...'

But they were Polish.

What difference does that make?

- It's even worse. You don't get it? - No, I don't.

Germans are everywhere.

Apartments are to be divided.

The Jews are all exterminated and we'll be next.

I'm sorry.

I promise they won't come again.

They won't.

Welcome to our ranks.

Take some materials with you and get to work distributing them.

What else, comrade?

Well...

A minor issue with the apartment...

That's why you...

No, I didn't mean that.

I wanted to ask your advice.

Put straight.

What's this problem of yours?

...in an apartment in the same building...

...hiding...

...contraband golden bars...

Is this correct?

- Yes. - Sign it.

That's it. Here's your pass.

Thank you. Good bye.

One doesn't say good bye here.

Don't forget it.

- You're back! - What did you think?

- I didn't think anything! - So think!

You're neither allowed to open windows

nor to approach them! No one should see you! Only me!

I heard some voices. Speaking Russian.

You've gone completely mad!

Thank you.

Is anyone there?

It's you?

I thought someone was following me.

But what are you up to here? I've been looking for you.

They say your father was friends with Ester's father.

- My father's gone. - Wait! Wait!

I live near-by.

Maybe we should have a tea together?

Then I'll walk you home.

We'll talk,

we'll listen to music.

I've looked everywhere.

She seems to have disappeared.

Maybe she's left without me?

What will you do now?

I'll find her!

I tell you I'll find her.

I feel she's close.

Maybe she's already forgotten about you?

Maybe she has.

Maybe she thinks I'm dead?

But I've survived.

Janka...

Dance with me.

Ester...

Listen...

Remember when you sent me to the Ghetto with a letter for David?

I told you that someone offered to deliver it...

I've run into him.

I'm sorry.

Ester!

What are you trying to do?

Where is it?

- Calm down. - Where is it?

The figurine.

Give it to me.

Here.

Take it.

It's worth a lot.

Sell it. And buy me a dress.

- I'm not going to die wearing rags. - Don't say such things.

Stop it!

And champagne.

Do what I tell you.

Go, go Janka.

Thank you.

How much are they?

Puntas!

Take them!

Victorious Powers Conference Germany divided

And what are these?

Nylons.

The most recent German invention.

Well, tough.

Where did you find them?

Where?

- I bought them. They don't fit? - They're mine.

I put my name here.

Take them and leave.

Go! Go!

You know this man?

Take a good look.

He lived above us during the war.

Lived?

I haven't seen him for ages.

That's exactly what I mean.

He isn't just anybody.

Comrade Mirski was a pre-war Communist.

And it happens that just before the liberation he left

his apartment upstairs.

- Lots of people have gone missing... - When did you last see him?

I don't remember.

Two, three times in passing, on the stairs, but when?

I can't remember.

You'll have to give your testimony tomorrow.

You know the address.

They are looking for him.

They'll find me.

Us.

They'll find us.

You're innocent.

I've dragged you into this whole mess.

I'm to testify.

I've got to tell you something.

I've got to tell you something.

Dad...

I'm glad you're back.

He had no documents.

Do you know him?

I opened for my lover, but my lover had left; He was gone.

My heart sank at his departure.

I looked for him but did not find him.

I called him but he did not answer.

Oh daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you if you find my lover,

what will you tell him?

Tell him I am faint with love.

SONG OF SOLOMON

My mother's children were angry with me:

They made me the keeper of the vineyards,

but my own vineyard have I not kept.

I killed Mirski and threw his dead body into the sewer.

That's not all.

What can I get you, miss?

- I'd like... a piece of cake. - What kind of cake?

Apple pie, napoleon, eclair, torte? All fresh.

The biggest you have.

A piece of cake. The biggest we have.

Here you are.

Anything else miss?

No

What can I do for you?

I'd like to pay.

But I wanted...

Everything's okay.

You don't need this anymore.