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[ Man Over Radio ] By wireless from the B.B.C., Her Majesty...

the Queen of the Netherlands.

[ Queen Over Radio ] Fellow Hollanders...

the lights have gone out over free Holland.

Where only two weeks ago there was a free nation of men and women...

brought up in the cherished tradition of Christian civilization...

there is now the stillness of death.

Oppressed, threatened...

watched on every side by a power...

that would tear out all hope from the soul of man.

The unhappy people of Holland...

can only pray in silence...

for those who have lost their voice...

but not their hope or their vision...

in the struggle against the onslaught ofbarbarism.

Long live the Netherlands!

[ " Wilhelmus van Nassouwe" ]

[ Woman Clears Throat ]

Oh! Coffee.

In the parlor.

[ Man Over P.A.] Achtung! Achtung!

By order of the Reichscommissioner...

all citizens are ordered to surrender their radios...

and all other wireless equipment.

[ Man Over P.A. ] Achtung.! A chtung.!

By order of the Reichscommissioner...

all citizens are ordered to surrender their radios...

and all other wireless equipment.

Good morning, Mr. ten Boom.

I apologize for the intrusion.

- They are collecting all radios. - I can see that.

Dutch policemen assisting them.

We do what we must.

- A radio, yes? - Upstairs, in the parlor.

Get it.

You have many beautiful clocks here.

Bavarian.

The cabinet looks as if it's a Berringer works.

Yeah, 1 886.

You know watches, clocks?

My father is a watchmaker.

I grew up under his workbench.

And look what you've grown into.

- What district? - Mattenbraw.

Ah. Mattenbraw.

Mattenbraw, 1 895.

Magnificent.

But you should have seen that watch when it came in.

The way some people treat a watch. No care.

No understanding.

It was a gift on my seventieth birthday.

" To Grandpa ten Boom from the children of Haarlem.

26th of March, 1 931 ."

Give him the horn.

- Any other radios in the house? - No! None!

Good day then.

[ Bell Tolling ]

[ Woman ] I don't want anything too expensive. Understand?

[ Woman #2 ] Oh, there's this one. Seven jewels.

Swiss factory. But all the craftsmen are German immigrants.

It's 42 guilders.

[ Woman ] It's for an anniversary. We can spend a little more.

Oh, well, there is this one. Bamendor works.

Excuse me for one moment.

Papa, are you going out?

I will not dodder around this house and do nothing.

Papa?

Ah, excuse me. I'm sorry.

[ Stammering ] Yes, um-

You see, you could have it engraved...

or you could order it in white gold.

The white gold is 60.

[ Man Over P.A.] Residing in the occupied Netherlands...

must come forward according to the following regulations.

- Aperson is considered as being a Jew... - Take your star.

- or partJew... - Next.

- ifhe has at least one grandparent... - Take your star.

who is originally a full Jew.

- Next. - A grandparent is considered a Jew...

- ifhe belongs or has belonged- - Take your star.

Next. Take your star.

You shouldn't be here.

I've come for my star.

They are forJews.

You don't have a "J" on your identity card.

You could get it for me.

If we all wear them, they wouldn't know the difference between a Gentile and a Jew.

Go home, please.

Go home.

I will wear my star, and I won't take it off...

until God tells me to take it off.

The God of Abraham and Isaac and my God too.

Who's leader?

- [ Speaking Dutch ] - [ Glass Breaking ]

[ Mutters ]

Hurry. Quickly. Turn around.

Good morning. Isn't it Miss ten Boom?

Children, stop.

The watchmaker's shop? Ten Boom, Barteljorisstraat.

Yeah. You came for our radio.

I wrote to my father. I told him about your shop.

Who are those boys?

Why are they being allowed to torment that man?

They are young Dutch patriots.

He was heard to make public statements derogatory...

to the Reich and our fuhrer.

They are expressing their indignation.

Patriots?

Who are these children?

I teach a class.

I tell them about God.

- At least I used to. - [ Glass Breaking ]

This will be the last one...

thanks to your new directive concerning unauthorized meetings.

Miss ten Boom, the measures are temporary.

Once all this is over- when order has been restored-

then all the Aryan peoples will live together as brothers in our Reich.

Men live together as brothers...

only in the kingdom of our Lord.

Nowhere else.

May we go?

Come, yeah.

[ Glass Continues Breaking ]

[ Children Laughing ]

[ Miss ten Boom ] Children.

Children, come. Come.

Have some cookies. Ah,yeah. [ Chuckles ]

Fran comes running for the cookies.

Liesel,yeah. Carol, ah,yeah.

Yeah.

Ah. Cookies?

I- I may not be able to be with you for a while.

Ah, butJesus will still be there...

always watching over you.

You see...

withoutJesus...

we are like this-

empty.

We can do nothing.

But when Jesus fills us...

with his love.

Then we are full, yeah.

We can do anything.

We can do anything.

Nothing serious, Pastor.

A little bit dirt maybe.

It's been losing five seconds a day.

- Maybe a good cleaning. - Okay. You can do it now?

While I'm here?

- It really would be most helpful. - Yeah.

Good!

I'll go up and have a chat with your papa.

I hear he's been wearing a Jewish star.

Stubbornness is the child of pride...

and pride is the first of the seven deadly sins.

I'll speak to him about it.

Oh, I need to be back at the church by 1 :30.

It will be ready.

[ Bell On DoorJingling ]

- Dr. Heemstra. - Miss ten Boom.

I can only stay for a moment.

[ Gasps ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Crying ]

What-

No, we need milk for him, not soup.

Good Lord, you don't intend to keep it.

But you can't !

It's illegal.

You could all be arrested.

He's beautiful.

Pastor...

the Lord must have sent you here.

You live in the country. Nothing could be safer.

It's ... impossible.

I- I have my own family to think of.

[ Baby Cooing ]

We could lose everything for that child.

Where would my church be w-without a shepherd?

- Oh, but- - No, Betsie.

The pastor has decided.

It is the law, and Christians must obey the law.

Think what you are risking for the sake of oneJewish baby?

[ Miss ten Boom ] Will you report us, Pastor...

if the baby must stay a while with us?

Corrie.

We are meant to obey the law of the state...

if it does not go against a higher law of God.

Pastor, you want me to take off my star.

Very well, I will not wear it.

And we will keep the child.

As a Christian...

I am sorry when any man must suffer.

No matter who he is, or what his race.

But remember. It is theJews-

[ Mr. ten Boom ] Who gave us the Bible...

and our savior.

It is on your heads.

I'll pick up my watch tomorrow.

Good day, ten Boom...

ladies.

God forgive him. He did not mean it.

How can that man call himself a Christian?

If a mouse lives in a cookie jar...

that doesn't necessarily make him a cookie.

[ Chuckles ]

What will we do? We must have milk.

He should go to the country.

- Careful. He'll suffocate. - No.

- Where will you send him? - God will know.

Doors are opening all over Holland.

Last week we had a Dutch farm girl and a Prussian baroness in the same bed.

- [ Chuckles ] - Let me see.

And now you'll have a little Moses in the basket.

[ Man Chuckles ]

Corrie, please. Thank you.

- [ Corrie ] Willem.! - He must not cry.

You certainly are organized.

It's not the first time.

We are a way station...

for a day or for a week.

You've kept this from us, Willem?

German Jews before the occupation, and now the Dutch.

We do what we can.

But the Nazis will not be satisfied until there's not a Jew left in Europe.

They have touched the apple of God's eye. I pity them.

- I hate them. - Oh, Corrie.

You can't hate anyone and walk with the Lord.

You could have told us, Willem. We might have helped.

The important thing is to get our little friend out of here.

You'd be hard pressed to explain a sudden gift from heaven.

- Son, I will walk with you a little way. - Good-bye, Moses.

- We have been managing all right. - Us too. Sometimes-

We can get potatoes and occasionally eggs even.

So far we haven't done too badly.

- And of course we- - [ Bell Rings ]

- Is this the Dutch farm girl? - Grandpa.

Kik! Did you get anything?

The carbon from the wastebasket. If you hold it up to the light, you can just make it out.

Thank you.

You see, Papa, we have a contact in the Gestapo office.

Hush!

He gives us the deportation lists whenever he can.

- All right, Kik? - Uh-huh.

- Good-bye, Grandpa. - God bless you, Kik.

Steady it with one hand. Good.

Papa.

Every day now they send 400 Jews...

from Amsterdam Central Station.

We reach those we can.

Do we know anyone on the list?

- [ Man ] Faster.! - [ Man #2 ] Hier warten. Stehen bleiben.

[ Shouts In German ]

[ German Soldiers Shouting ]

[ Speaking German ]

- [ German Soldiers Continues Shouting ] - [ Speaking German ]

- I beg your pardon. - No, please. I- I-

I'm sorry to- to inconvenience you.

Maybe he's , uh-

Papa, there's a gentleman upstairs.

We have met.

- Well, he- - He had no place to go.

He's a professor. Willem studied with him. They've closed the university.

- All theJewish teachers were forced- - Oh, Betsie.

Good morning again, Professor.

I apologize for the intrusion Mr. ten Boom.

- Please. - Thank you.

Professor...

will you do us the honor of asking the blessing?

[ Praying In Hebrew ]

- Amen. - [ All ] Amen.

Ah! How fortunate Aunt Bep had big feet.

Yes.

[ Groans ] Now, when were you born?

- Born? - Mmm.

1 9th August, 1 885.

Father's name?

- Ten Boom, Casper. - Mother?

Ten Boom, Cornelia.

Her maiden name?

Miss ten Boom...

if we are stopped I- I could never pass as you.

Professor Zeiner...

there are no " if s" in God's world.

Now, he brought you to this house...

and he will see you get safely away.

This is where we turn, Professor. Stay close with me.

[ Panting ] I'll try.

It's wonderful, Professor. We're almost there.

- Katrien! - Aunt Corrie!

- Aunt Corrie. - Katrien. I need your father's help.

You should have seen Professor Zeiner getting into the boat.

Katrien's father attending him...

- like he was Queen Wilhelmina boarding the yacht. - [ Laughing ]

Cornelia, do you think you are enjoying this a little too much?

Enjoying?

No. I was terrified.

If I hadn't been able to laugh at him all dressed up like Betsie-

Oh, thank God.

He kept the patrols away.

- Be sure to save a piece of cake for Willem's friend. - Yeah.

- Friend? - It's all very mysterious.

Someone he wants us to meet.

What did Willem say when you told him about Professor Zeiner?

This is not some- some game you play when the mood strikes.

If you become involved in this work...

people will be forced to trust you with their lives.

I told you, Willem.

We gave him my papers.

We thought it out very carefully.

And if they questioned him, was he supposed to sing soprano?

No. He was going to have...

a Quincy throat.

Excuse me.

But you wander along the canal...

picking someone out of thin air?

- How did you know you could trust him? - I knew the man.

And I knew what the Lord had told me.

Papa. You are the master of this house.

The master of this house...

commands that we open the door...

to anyone who knocks.

[ Man ] We cannot afford to ignore anyone...

who seriously engages in our work, whatever their methods.

Perhaps you will allow us to assist your efforts.

Thank you for the delivery, Mr. Smit.

Only for emergencies.

We have a contact at the exchange...

but you can never be certain that the line is not tapped.

But you will be expected to develop your own sources.

The less contact you have with me or with anyone else, the better.

Willem, we know half of Haarlem.

We have friends everywhere.

Dear lady, knowing them is one thing.

Knowing their political views-

God knows. And we will ask him to lead.

Oh, we appreciate your concern, Mr. Sluring.

We are not the most likely candidates.

But since there is a need...

we must do what we can to meet it.

People have every kind of reason for wanting to work in the underground-

excitement, perhaps.

[ Chuckles ]

Mr. Sluring, we are past the age...

when excitement is of any major concern in our lives.

Truthfully...

I'd rather do anything else.

I'd like to close the door and never open it again...

until this whole hideous thing is over, but that's me.

My Lord Jesus...

tells me to open the door to whatever comes.

To give his love in whatever way I can.

And I will listen to his voice, not mine.

Do we pass inspection?

How many can you take?

There's Mama's room and there's your old room...

and there's Aunt Anna's room and Auntie Bep's room...

and with our three rooms, that's seven.

And we can share a bed if we have to.

So, our hotel is ready for guests.

Not quite.

What do you do if the Gestapo comes?

You will have a visitor.

AJan Smit.

Actually, it's two houses.

Over a hundred years ago they were joined together.

The one in the front is two rooms deep and one room wide.

The one in back, here, is three rooms-

- one on top of the other. - [ Cat Meows ]

Papa! This is Mr. Smit.

Mr. Smit. We know some Smits in, um, Amsterdam.

- Are you the family makes candy? - Father, this is the man I told you about.

He's come to inspect the house.

Oh! A building inspector.

Do you have the offices on, uh, Grote Hous Street?

No, Papa. He is not a building inspector and his name is not Smit.

- Not Smit? - Excuse us, Papa.

We must look at the rest of the house.

The parlor.

Mealtimes- that's a favorite hour for a raid.

Watch your wastebaskets...

and ashtrays.

We need to be as high as possible.

It allows for the best chance to reach a safe place while they search below.

- These are all bedrooms? - Yeah.

If a raid comes at night, they'll have to take their bedding...

but make certain the mattress gets turned.

A favorite trick of the Gestapo feeling for the warm spot on the bed.

What's up there?

Uh-huh. The roof is directly above.

Who sleeps here?

- I do. - Perfect.

The wall will go... here.

All clear! The sign's in the window.

You see, there is a distinctive marking.

You can always tell Flenstadht work.

- Peter. - Lovely day, Aunt Betsie.

Peter! No, no.

[ Mutters ]

- I'll come for it Tuesday then. - All right.

Ah, Herr ten Boom.

Friessian.

- Such beautiful wood. - [ Nervous Chuckle ]

My father made a case like this once.

Oh, he spent months building it, polishing it, oiling.

It, uh, is just a shell.

It needs a complete set of works.

What price will you be asking?

Well, it- it will take some months to be ready.

Name a good price. Exorbitant even. I'll pay.

I like the clock.

- I can afford the best. - [ Stammers ]

But it- it- it has no works.

None.

Very well.

Tuesday, Herr ten Boom.

Okay.

Aunt Betsie, how many times do you have to be told...

take the sign out of the window when it isn't safe?

Oh, Kik.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Grandpa. Look!

- [ Corrie ] Tea, Mr. Smit? - Danke.

[ Bell On DoorJingling ]

Yes, yes, yes. Yes.

- Good morning. - Milk! Where did you-

- Not milk. Paint. - Paint?

Betsie.! Oh, Betsie.

Do you remember Fred Koonstra?

Of course.

He read our electric meter for years.

- His daughter was in our Bible class. - Yeah!

- Milk! - Paint.

Paint!

- Elsie Koonstra. - I know her name.

I- I just had to sort out a few faces.

She must be in her twenties by now.

I heard yesterday that Fred Koonstra works at the food office.

Where?

They issue ration cards.

I will be frank.

We've had some unexpected company.

First, a baby...

then a man, and now last night, a couple.

All Jews, Mr. Koonstra.

Why do you tell me?

There are only three of us left at home now-

my father, my sister and me.

And our ration cards are just not enough.

All ration cards are checked.

Accounted for in a dozen different ways.

Yeah, yeah, I- I know.

I should not have asked you.

I thought perhaps you could advise me.

The food office at Utrecht was robbed last week.

- The men were caught. - And shot.

If it happened at noon...

when just the record clerk and I were there...

we'd have to be tied and gagged.

How many cards do you need?

A hundred!

I know someone who might do it.

Papa! Now!

Papa.!

[ Buzzer Sounding ]

- Done. - How long?

Forty-seven seconds.

They better not send us anyone wider than me.

Hallelujah!

Our Lord, we ask your blessing on this hiding place.

- [ All Chattering, Laughing ] - [ Mr. ten Boom ] Eat what you like.

- Herren, it is not Kosher. - [ Speaks Yiddish ]

- [ Buzzer Sounding ] - [ Woman Gasps ]

Go! Go! Go!

Hurry, hurry.

[ Mr. ten Boom ] If you're gonna do it, one on each side.

[ Woman ] You're spilling it.!

[ Chuckling ]

[ Mutters ]

[ Muttering ]

- [ Laughing ] - [ Woman ] Come now!

[ Mr. ten Boom ] Corrie?

- One minute and 1 5 seconds. - [ Sighs ]

It's long enough to curdle the stomach.

[ Knocking ]

[ Knocking ]

[ Knocking ]

Peace be with this house and all that dwell within it.

- The peace of the Lord God. - Get inside. You stand outside and pray.

- I was told you had accommodations. - Well, we have.

I will require a room to myself quiet for study, and preferably with no children.

- Well, can you take me in? - Well, yes.

- Good. - I suppose so, but there are many questions that-

I would like something to eat.

The last meal was yesterday-

thank you- at noon.

- This is a kosher house? - Well, we try.

- We have many requests that we're not able to fill. - And there are no children?

Well, not at present, but they come and they go.

Hmph! Let them stay gone while I am here.

- This the way? - Yeah, but I would first like to-

My contacts have told me that most of your guests are transients.

- They are on their way out of the country. - Most of them, yes.

But I will not be. I'm a teacher...

and chief cantor for the congregation Beth Kodesh.

I will not be driven away by these grinning Siegfrieds and their thousand-year Reich.

Who is this man? A patriarch like Isaac...

- orJacob, father of nations. - Papa, we have a new guest.

This is my father, Mr. ten Boom.

Papa, this is Mister-

Wijnstok. Meyer Wijnstok. Pleased to meet you, Mr. ten Boom.

God willing, and the accommodations proving suitable...

I will be staying with you until this nonsense is over.

- You are welcome. - Thank you.

Miss ten Boom, my room, please. Thank you.

- Aunt Betsie! - Oh!

My friend Jan needs a place to stay for a while.

He got away from the transport. By noon tomorrow he will have new identity papers.

But... where did you get the uniforms?

Not all Germans are Nazis, Aunt Betsie.

Is itJan?

Corrie! Mr. Wijnstok refused kitchen duty again.

He has to study.

If he wants to eat, he's got to do his share of the work.

- Where is he now? - In the parlor.

Oh, can I have- Oh, excuse me.

It's all right.

Corrie, he's already been upset today.

He found out we call him Eusie behind his back.

Eusebius has great dignity.

He should be flattered he reminds us of a scholar.

But a Gentile scholar.

He said we should have at least called him Josephus.

Rules are rules.

Mr. Wijnstok, my sister tells me that you have refused-

Miss ten Boom, I am praying.

First you refused to work on Saturday because that was the Sabbath.

Then you refused to work on Sunday because that was our day of rest.

I was simply trying to pay respect to the practice of this house.

But today is Tuesday.

Tell me, Miss ten Boom...

why have you found it necessary to give me a nickname?

We have called you Eusie simply because-

Eusie is the kind of a name you give to a pet cat.

As a guest in your house, am I no longer entitled to respect?

We are getting completely off the subject.

However, as it seems to give you both satisfaction...

please have the courage to use the name to my face.

If you want Eusie, Eusie it will be.

Ladies.

- Ah, good morning! - Good morning.

Yeah.

- Good morning! - Morning.

It's after 7:00.

Can't you smell breakfast? Yeah.

Betsie! Betsie.

- Oh, good morning! - What is it?

Today is the 1 8th. It's Mama and Papa's anniversary.

Oh, no.

Fifty-four coupons for cream puffs.

Tell Mr. Klassen it's for Papa.

Corrie.

Corrie, that blouse and that skirt.

You just can't . Not today.

- But it's all I have. - You look like a flag on a mud boat.

But you've always liked this blouse.

The blouse is beautiful and you are beautiful...

but the combination of you, the blouse and the skirt...

is impossible.

- [ Piano ] - [ Woman Singing ]

[ Singing Ends ]

Papa ten Boom, you are a most singular man.

And for such a great man...

there must have been a great woman.

Now this is, uh...

not exactly a song.

It's , uh, more a- a blessing.

It's , uh- It means...

may God bless you...

may he protect you...

and may his face...

shine upon you.

[ Singing In Hebrew ]

[ Singing Loudly ]

Do you want the whole of Holland to hear you?

I did not ask to be born a Jew.

I am sick of being expected to bear the burden of suffering...

for the entire world...

because my mother's name was... Stein.

So, you will be another Esau...

selling your birthright for a mess of pottage!

I don't want your greatJudaic heritage.

I don't want any part of your Lord God Jehovah!

It is no easy thing...

to stand in the palm of God's hand.

- [ Bell On DoorJingling ] - [ Gasps ]

Betsie, go to the door.

- Betsie, go, go. - Yes, yes, I go.

[Jingling Continues ]

Oh. Yes! In a moment.

- [ Woman Whispering ] It's Mrs. Beukers. - Oh.!

Betsie, are you crazy?

The whole street can hear yourJews singing.

Thank you.

[ Man Over Radio ] Tonight on the overseas service of the B.B.C...

we have special greetings and love to 20 1 7...

- [ Whispers ] 201 7. - Private Sidney Harris from his mother...

and to one, four, double three...

- One, four, double three. - Lance Corporal Philip Munen from his wife Doris.

Has anyone seen or heard of Alan Stokes who was last heard of in Bournemouth?

His father is in the hospital in London and dangerously ill.

Will Alan Stokes please contact Guys Hospital Whitehall 952 7.

- 9527. - That number again is Whitehall 952 7.

- Two, seven. - Two, seven.

Our next program of music is played by- [ Continues Indistinctly ]

How can I ever remember them?

The way we used to pass messages in church.

- Kik. - Aunt Corrie.

All these numbers, what do they mean?

Oh, different things. Instructions mostly.

Instructions for what?

- Well, there could be a pilot down somewhere. - Ah!

The numbers could be coordinates for picking him up...

or maybe for blowing up a Nazi supply train.

- Things like that. - Sabotage?

We could have blood on our hands.

For Holland.

Does that make it right?

Lying, stealing, killing.

Whatever helps Holland is right.

I need the message, Aunt Corrie. They're waiting.

What will we be like when this is over?

[ All Chattering ]

- Miss ten Boom? - Yeah.

Thank you for being so prompt.

I have heard a great deal about you, about your work.

- I'm afraid it is my father's work. - Not the watchmaking.

[ German ]

Your other work.

You mean with the children?

We've had to disband the class.

Miss ten Boom, many of us...

who are in no position to publicize our feelings...

are in great sympathy with what you're doing.

People call your house God's underground.

Are you trying to trap me, sir?

Using the name of the Lord is not the way.

If it were a trap, you would be down the hall talking with the Gestapo.

This will go no further.

Then why did you send for me?

I want you...

to pass this man's name on to your friends.

Who is he?

A businessman.

He betrays people to the Gestapo.

The going rate is 75 guilders a head.

Just pass it along. They'll take care of him.

If I could do what you ask...

it would be the same as killing him myself.

I can only put him in the hands of the Lord...

and ask the Lord to reach his heart.

[ Sighs ]

You do that, Miss ten Boom.

[ Bombs Exploding ]

[ Eusie ] The demons are out tonight.

I would assume you could sleep through anything.

Some tea?

Thank you.

You know, Miss ten Boom...

you and I are very much alike.

Stubborn, tough, determined.

[ Bombs Continue Exploding ]

You still don't do your share of the work.

We are the same, yes. But I am more so...

so I win.

Did you know that...

I have a wife and small son?

Precisely.

I do not choose to expose myself.

They got away.

At least I think they did.

I will not go around like the others...

begging for sympathy, reassurance.

We know so little about each other.

You busy yourself with our needs.

Surely you have some needs of your own.

It's people like us, Miss ten Boom.

Raging torrents behind the stubborn jaw.

No torrents.

You might say my life has been... boring.

Until all this?

Until all this.

Was marriage never considered...

for the daughters ten Boom?

Betsie was always unwell.

She was told she could not bear children...

so she chose not to marry.

And you?

I had a young man...

but I was not cut from fine enough cloth for his family.

I lacked grace.

Still...

I was the first woman to be licensed a watchmaker in Holland.

[ Chuckles ]

And you... have your father...

and you have your religion.

Is it enough?

More than enough.

God has been good to me.

Yes, I- I think he has.

And I think I shall be going back to my bed.

I will pray for your family.

Don't think that you will get me to peel potatoes, Miss ten Boom.

Good morning.

Miss ten Boom?

Yeah.

My name is Vogel. Jan Vogel.

I came all the way from Ermelo.

Do you have a watch that needs repair?

I need 600 guilders.

I've heard you have certain contacts.

I don't understand.

It's my wife.

She's been arrested.

She's Jewish.

That's a lot of money.

There's a policeman who'll arrange everything for 600 guilders...

and then she'll need a place to hide.

What now?

Somebody's calling for this within the hour.

A Mr.Jan Vogel.

- He's from Ermelo. - [ Folding Bills ]

His wife's been taken.

It's for a bribe.

Oh, you are impossible.

Now, here. I'll take care of it.

Now will you please go to bed.

- But Willem and Tine are coming. - You can come down later.

- Be sure and call me. - I will.

- And use the steam kettle. - Ah, yeah.

I felt that today the Lord would have us read from Romans, chapter eight.

" What then can separate us from Christ's love?

" Can hardship or calamity?

" Can persecution or abuse? If we are hungry...

"or poor or in danger, or threatened with death...

"does that mean that God has deserted us?

"No. Despite all this...

"we have overwhelming victory through Christ who loves us.

"For I am convinced that neither death, nor life...

"nor the powers ofheaven, nor the powers ofhell itself...

"can keep God's love from us.

"Nothing in the world as it is...

or the world as it shall be, in the forces of the universe-"

- ". ..in all creation will ever be able to separate us-'' - [ Car Doors Closing ]

[ Vogel ] Around the side door.

Come on.

[ Bell On DoorJingling ]

- [ Buzzer Sounding ] - Everyone, get upstairs!

[ Bell Jingling ]

Corrie!

Yes, I'm sorry. We're closed until 2:00.

Miss ten Boom, I- I have an appointment with your sister.

- Mr., uh, Vogel? - I need the money.

Now!

- Yes, of course, I'll get it. - Please, Miss ten Boom!

- Is it them? - Yes, everyone.

Come on! Hurry!

- [ Vogel ] Please, Miss ten Boom. - Yes. Yes, in a moment!

- [ Knocking Continues ] - I'm just collecting it!

- [ Pounding On Door ] - [ Gasps ]

Come on! The stairs! I'll take the top!

- Miss ten Boom? - Ten Boom, Elizabeth.

Where do you hide your ration cards?

I don't know what you're talking about.

- [ Screams ] - Where are theJews?

WhatJews? [ Screams ]

Lord Jesus, help me!

- [ Slapping Continues ] - [ Screaming Continues ]

- Where are theJews? - Savior! Savior!

Where is the secret room?

[ Man Speaking German ]

[ Tine ] Corrie.!

This must stop!

There's been no wrong done in this house.

Then what are you doing with all these ration cards-

feeding an army?

What does it say in that book of yours about obeying the government, hmm?

There comes a time...

when we must choose between God and man.

[ Soldiers Speaking German ]

- [ Soldiers Shouts In German ] - [ Gunshots ]

[ Panting ]

Keep moving.

- [ Man Speaking German ] - Cornelia.

Ten Boom, Elizabeth.

- [ Man Speaks German ] - Ten Boom, Casper.

[ Grunting ]

Papa.

Only six?

Seven. God is with us.

[ Gasps ]

Ten Boom...

give me your word you will behave yourself...

and you can die in your bed, old man, where you belong.

If I stay behind...

I will open my door to anyone who knocks for help.

Close it up.

[ Crying ]

Seal the house.

[ Soldier Speaking German ]

Out! Out! Out, out, out!

[ Woman Speaking German ]

Corrie, take my hand.

My sister, she needs a doctor.

Move on.

Papa!

- Papa.! - [ Grunts ]

God be with you, Papa!

And with you, my daughters.

I have to get in there.

[ Soldier Speaks German ]

Fever down?

You had them worried. Typhus.

Yesterday's rations. I saved them for you.

Listen. I have family here.

My sister, my brother, my father, my nephew, the ten Boom family.

- Shh! - Can you find out where they are?

Maybe. Listen.

I can get soap, aspirin, cigarettes.

You can pay me when you start getting mail.

Soap, 25 guilders. Aspirin, 50. Cigarettes, 1 00.

- Most anything. - Can you get me a Bible?

[ Groaning ]

- [ Banging ] - [ Gasps ]

[ Man Speaking Indistinctly ]

It's Kik. It's safe now.

Oh, thank God.

Shh! On the roof, quickly.

The roof!

- [ Eusie ] Where are your family? - Hurry!

- The ten Booms? - Still in prison.

That's all we know.

Mama made the coverlet on my bed.

It was in her trousseau.

The painting by the mirror is, uh-

Do not go.

Stay, please.

They think I have to feed you.

- Everybody's been released. - Everybody?

Except your sister, Betsie, and your father too.

- I think. I'm not sure. - Oh, thank you, Lord.

- Oh, Lord, thank you. - Here's bread...

from the warden's bakery- fresh.

Oh, Lord, you have done wonders.

Don't I get a little credit?

Lord, bless this angel. Bless you.

Do you think you can last here doing that? Praying.

The only way to live here is to hate.

Hate can put you in a worse prison than this.

I have been three years in this hole.

I've worked my way to a position.

And I live to get the swine who betrayed me.

Now that's 7 5 guilders!

[ Sighs ]

[ Footsteps ]

Are you cold?

It seems reasonably pleasant.

I'm sorry.

Now, you are here for a violation of the rationing rules.

Would you mind telling me...

where you got these extra ration cards?

Sometimes they just appeared.

What do you mean, " appeared" ?

Pushed under the door.

Sometimes they were handed to me in the market.

By whom?

A Mr. Smit.

Mr.Jan Smit?

Will you tell me about your other activities?

My sister and I held Bible classes...

until such meetings were forbidden...

and we worked with retarded children.

- How? - Excuse me?

How would you work with them?

We taught them about God.

- [ Coughing ] - What a waste.

If you wanted converts, surely one normal person is worth...

[ Chuckling ] all the half-wits in the world.

In the eyes of God, one simple child may be worth more-

Than a watchmaker's daughter.

Perhaps.

But I know he keeps me always in his sight.

You actually believe that?

I believe that you are in his sight too, Lieutenant.

Tell me, Miss ten Boom...

how can you believe in a god who lets an old man...

die in prison...

his body forgotten somewhere in a pauper's grave?

My father?

I understand he was taken ill after about 1 0 days.

He was taken to a hospital in the Hague.

Unfortunately, there were no beds available.

He seemingly died in the hallway.

Some failure of organization.

Under such circumstances, where no one claims the body...

it is difficult to trace.

I know where my father is, Lieutenant.

That will be all, Miss ten Boom.

Oh. You have news from home.

Ah.

[ Whispering ] Papa.

Papa.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Air Raid Sirens Wailing ]

[ Shouting ]

[ Sirens Continue Wailing ]

[ Soldiers Shouting ]

[ Shouting In German ]

[ Women Chattering ]

[ Clamoring ]

[ Women Shouting ]

[ Shouting Continues ]

[ Corrie ] Betsie! Betsie!

Corrie! Oh!

My sister. Betsie.

Betsie.

Betsie. Betsie.

Betsie. Betsie.

- Betsie. - Corrie. [ Sobbing ]

[ Speaking German ]

[ Soldier Speaking German ]

[ Women Wailing ]

[ Women Shouting ]

[ Shouting, Wailing Continues ]

[ Dog Snarling ]

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

[ Speaking German ]

[ Speaking German ]

[ Chattering ]

[ Soldiers Speaking German ]

[ Speaking German ]

[ Speaking German ]

[ German ]

[ Woman ] Ravensbruck.

- [ Chattering ] - I want my ring back. I want my ring back.

- Everything here. - Do not stop.

[ Man On P.A.] No one is permitted to keep any personal possessions.

There will be no exceptions.

[ Man On P.A. Continues, Indistinct ]

- Remove your clothes and- - I can't . They're taking everything.

What he asked us to do, he will help us to do.

Do you want us to die for a little skin?

- This isn't Holland. - I can't .

- There will be no exceptions. - Where are you going?

- Toilets, please. - Showers. Use the drain holes.

Please understand. She has been very ill.

[ Mutters ]

- Name. - Bridget Marie.

- Name? - Priest, Frances.

Quick, take off your sweater.

Hurry.

They'll send us back here after we shower.

- Corrie. - Yes. Yes, you can. Hurry.

- [ Shouts in German ] - Danke.

[ Weeping ]

- [ Clamoring ] - [ Women Shouting ]

How much for underwear?

Week's bread ration.

[ Soldier ] Next.

Next. Next.!

Oh, Lord, you have given us your word...

and hidden it through everything.

Now open up a way for us to get it through the gates of hell.

- Next. - [ Man On P.A.] Achtung. Achtung.

- By order of the commandant... - It's in God's hands now.

the officer in charge will ask your full name...

- and the crime for which you have been committed. - Next. Name.

De Greuth, Alisa.

- Classification? - Political.

Next.

- Your badge will be worn at all times. - Next! Name.

- Yedmuelle, Grace. - Classification?

- Criminal. - Next.

- Ten Boom, Elizabeth. - Classification?

- Uh, political. - Next.

Ten Boom, Cornelia.

- Classification? - Political.

Next.

- Next.! - Berte, Liza.

- Classification? - Political.

- Next. - La Farge, Dominique.

- Classification? - Political.

- Next. Classification? - [ Man On P.A. Continues, Indistinct ]

Next. Classification?

- [ Screaming ] - No! Please.

She does not understand.

[ Man, Indistinct ]

[ Women Clamoring, Shouting ]

Ten Boom.

Over here.

The hell you do.

Fleas.

Lice.

Imagine what Mama would say.

[ Soldier Shouting ]

[ Woman ] Ravensbruck...

is not a rest camp.

- Roll call 4:30 every morning... - [ Woman Groans ]

seven days a week.

Tomorrow, assignment to work details.

Those who cannot work, report to sick call-

and they had better be sick.

You will receive one half pound of bread...

one half liter of soup per day.

One small observation...

upon which your life depends-

There is only one road to freedom:

work.

Get it up! Hoch, damn it. Hoch.

[ Speaking German ]

[ German ]

[ Woman Coughs ]

You are Dutch?

Some of my people are Dutch.

On my mother's side.

You are not the only one surprised to be here.

I thought I would be working at a relocation center.

Refugees.

Supplies are extremely limited.

An accurate record is essential.

I know my way around hospitals.

I was a kind of nurse once.

I assume that is why you were assigned here.

A midwife.

I broughtJewish babies into the world.

You are never to touch the things in here-

soap, vitamins, painkillers...

yeast, quinine.

I have the only key to this cupboard.

However, you will find...

that I often forget to lock up.

I hope you understand, 66685.

[ Laughter ]

[ Chattering, Laughing ]

Oh.

Thank you, Lord.

He doesn't expect thanks for this.

It's warm.

I'm thankful for every moment we can be together.

Yeah.

We can at least lie down tonight.

There has to be a plan, Corrie.

I won't be grateful for the lice.

God doesn't make mistakes.

How is it at the hospital?

Is it true your temperature has to be over 1 04 to be admitted?

That's the rule.

There's a guard in the laundry...

who can get underwear for a price.

- [ Woman ] What does she want? - Bread rations.

- Oh, don't cut too much. - What do you want?

Hair or lice?

Learn to love the little darlings.

The guards won't step foot in this lice pit.

Past the door, we can do anything.

[ Whispering ] Even lice.

- [ Air Raid Siren Wailing ] - [ Dogs Barking ]

[ Soldier Shouting In German ]

[ Guard ] 66727.

66727.

Prisoner 66727 is missing!

[ Humming ]

[ Woman ] Here!

[ Screaming ] No! No!

No!

- [ Woman Wailing ] - [ Whiplashes ]

[ Soldier Speaking German ]

- Somebody overslept. - The loony.

[ Wailing Continues ]

God, Corrie.

We are in hell.

- [ Whiplashes Continue ] - [ Wailing Continues ]

[ Adolf Hitler On P.A.]

[ Crowd Cheering On P.A.]

Why do they keep us so long?

To break us.

Betsie, look.

I was certain no one would die...

that we would all go home.

Those days on the train...

the Lord seemed to promise-

How could I have misunderstood?

Oh, dear Father, help me.

Don't let me listen to my voice...

and think it is yours.

Oh,Jesus...

show me how to live in this place.

You too love him.

[ Woman Shouting In German ]

[ Whispering ] Here. Put these in the mattress.

Not now. It's yeast.

And don't go spooning it around.

I could never get enough for everybody.

This method consisted...

of painting only small dots...

of pure colors on the canvas.

And color blending was achieved...

by placing dots of different colors next to each other.

And then, from a distance...

the two colors appeared blended...

into one single new color.

[ Corrie ] Jesus Christ has made it possible...

for us to have direct access.

There's a repeat in that part.

- In the second movement? - Yes.

There is a ritardando at the end of the third bar.

- [ Humming ] - [ Women Singing ]

- [ Continues ] - You are quite wrong.

- The ritardando is later. - [ Singing Stops ]

- I don't - - [ Soldier ] Achtung! Achtung!

- [ Woman ] No room. - No room.

No room. No room.

[ Women Chanting ] No room. No room. No room.

No room. No room. No room.

[ Clamoring ]

[ Banging Pans ]

[ Clamoring Stops ]

You find room.

[ Prisoners Clamoring ]

German whores.

We ran them through the hospital- infected.

What's the yellow badge?

Race defiler.

Caught her with a Slavic laborer.

She's just a child.

You trod on my foot.

- Oh! - Did she hurt you?

[ Speaking German ]

[ Guard ] Don't exert yourself, Countess.

[ Groans ]

It's all I can carry.

Any more, and I'll have to stop altogether.

I decide who stops.

[ Groans ]

[ Mutters ]

I decide who stops.

[ Moaning ]

- No hate, Corrie. - [ Weeping ]

No hate.

[ Crying ]

I want the most warm vest.

You owe two days' bread.

Katje, I-

- I can pay you next week. - No.

[ Girl Gasps ]

Oh, dummkopf!

[ Betsie ] Jesus knows everything we feel.

He promised...

that when two or three get together in his name...

he would be there with them.

Even in Ravensbruck.

In our lives before...

we would have been separated by so much...

but here, all that has been stripped away...

and we see the truth-

Jesus in each one of us.

Light in this darkness.

And we can praise him together.

[ Praying ]

[ All Praying ]

[ Praying Continues ]

[ Betsie ] Father...

bless the German people.

From your great storehouse oflove...

forgive them forJesus'sake.

Do not hold this place to their charge.

Forgive them...

even before they know to ask.

[ Whispering ] Two days' bread.

- I'll give you one. - Two.

Who else you know has a scarf?

I'll give you one now, one tomorrow.

I'll find you.

[ Grunting ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Speaking German ]

Rub it.

Rub it in.

A whole transport of Poles came in last night.

- Vulture. - You should know.

- I have an under vest. - Eyes front.

- It is wool. - No.

- Two days' bread ration. - My comb.

I'll collect later. Nothing for the comb.

Go on now. Rub hard.

- Rub it in. - Thank you.

Oh.

The sky is so peaceful.

You politicals don't want anything to do with trash.

[ Chuckles ]

We are all trash.

[ Soldier Shouting In German ]

I took it off a tray in the infirmary.

[ Pounding ]

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

[ Whispering ] Continue. Continue.

[ Moaning ]

[ Wailing ]

[ Sniffling ]

[ Whispering ] I thought you were smart.

[ Moans ]

[ Gasps ]

You called attention to yourself in line.

Imbecile!

Could you not wait until you were back in the block?

Are you such a greedy fool?

You German cow.

Maybe I should have let them kill you.

- You great lumbering Hun. - I should have let them kill you.

Maybe you would like to go in the box.

- Ox. Hun. - No light, no water.

You will never do anything that stupid again!

- Never. - [ Moaning ]

Now I- I will dress your wound.

[ Moans ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Moaning ]

" Comfort the frightened.

" Help the weak.

" Be patient with everyone.

"Do not repay evil for evil...

"but always try to do good to one another.

" Always rejoice.

"Pray constantly.

"Give thanks in all circumstances.

" For this is the will of God...

in Jesus Christ."

And to the mindless the words sound so comforting.

In this place it's mockery.

God didn't make this place.

Men did.

But he has power. Surely he could stop them.

Unless, of course, he's a sadist.

Oh, no. He's love. All love.

Then he's impotent. You can't have it both ways, my dear.

You see what's around you.

We see another world. Just as real.

Our life with God.

Every day it gets deeper...

and stronger.

You think the two can't exist side by side, but we know they do.

We live them both.

It's enough knowing that we're so much dung...

moving from nothing to nothing...

but you must believe...

your god smells that stench from those chimneys...

and refuses to do anything.

If only...

you could know his love.

I am Maria Wrochek.

First violinist of the Warsaw Symphony Orchestra.

Did your god will this?

We cannot answer.

All I can say is...

that the same god you are accusing...

came and lived in the midst of our world.

He was beaten and he was mocked...

and he died on a cross...

and he did it for love.

For us.

And why do you think your god of love...

sent you here?

To obey him.

If you know him...

you don't have to know why.

First you take the juice of four oranges...

First you take the juice of four oranges...

then a half a pint of cream...

then a cup of sugar.

I only use three-quarters of a cup.

You should use a full cup.

Then you put the peels aside for grating...

and you whip the cream.

What kind of cook are you? You forgot the eggs.

Do your own recipe then.

We need more sand.

Corrie.

Corrie...

don't shut me out, please.

You know you can only give it toJesus.

Do you think I haven't prayed?

But I hate them!

I hate every Nazi in this place.

We can't be more than what we are.

OnlyJesus can free us from ourselves-

from whatever happens.

Sister, you can't protect me.

You mustn't try.

[ Whimpering ]

[ Weeping ]

Lord...

I cannot let go of it.

Take this...

hate...

out of my life...

and put your love in its place.

Jesus, there are many things I do not understand.

Do not let me go mad...

poking about on my own.

You know what I am.

Savior...

hide me in the center of your will.

[ Prisoners Chattering ]

How long?

Four months.

What's it to you?

Child.

You would like to see me cry, wouldn't you?

Then you could mother me.

I only want to help.

What difference would it make?

Everything dies here.

A kraut- A lousy little whore.

We need vitamins and all the calcium you can get.

Oh, you are so damned naive.

Two years older, she'd be standing over you with a whip.

Oh, it's a baby, Katje. A new life.

I am not your personal Red Cross.

I can never get enough for you and her and Betsie too.

- What are you doing? - Nothing. I was just-

I said, what were you doing?

We have a pregnancy in 28- a kid of 1 8.

I do not want to know.

All pregnancies are transferred to Experimental.

[ Clamoring ]

Yeast. " B" vitamins. It'll help keep your soup down.

We even have a midwife.

[ Man Over P.A.] Block five of a hundred women...

- report to the wireless sector. - [ Woman Shouting In German ]

Prisoner 9467 23...

report to administration for Red Cross parcel.

[ Chattering ]

[ Betsie Coughing ]

All this German slop has to be good for something.

German papers thick like German heads.

It's a lot of hot air. The Yanks are halfway to the Rhine.

So, we'll put some hot air...

between you and the wind.

Katje, thank you.

It's funny about you two.

Oh, well, tell us.

We need a laugh.

You're always talking about love.

I bet neither of you ever had a man.

We had boyfriends.

Did you love your baby's father?

I was hungry. He was nice to me.

[ Air Raid Siren Wailing ]

I feel so strange.

Lift this one.

- I can't . - Well, try.

It goes like wood.

Oh, I am so weak.

Thank God. He is strong.

Katje! Katje!

[ Women Coughing ]

[ Chattering ]

[ Women Coughing ]

Betsie, try. Please, try.

- Yeah. - [ Groans ]

You know, Corrie. We are-

We are going to be free...

before the New Year, both of us.

- Both of us? - Mm-hmm.

The Lord showed me...

in a dream.

You'll see.

Yeah.

I'm not going to die, Corrie.

No. No.

[ Air Raid Siren Wailing ]

Far enough. Leave her there.

- Oh, please. - Leave her.!

All prisoners report to the Lagerstrasse.

[ Groaning ]

[ Groans ]

Please let me stay with her.

Roll call!

[ Crying ]

[ Footsteps Shuffling ]

[ Coughing ]

- [ Women Coughing ] - [ German Playing Over P.A.]

[ Man Over P.A.] Block 4 1, dismissed.

Block 28, dismissed.

Block 33, dismissed.

Block 35, dismissed.

[ Continues Faintly ]

Betsie!

The prisoner is being transferred to the hospital.

Prisoner 66730 requests permission to accompany her sister.

What is the count?

Block 20- four dead. Block 21 - three dead.

- Block 22- six dead. - Go on.

- Block 23- clear. - There should be more. Count again.

Betsie!

Sister.

Thank him, Corrie.

Thank the Lord for all he has done for us here.

Oh, you'll be warm soon.

Together...

you and I, always together.

Yeah!

[ Coughing ]

Water.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Mouthing Words ]

[ Mouthing Words ]

Could I sleep here,just tonight?

It is so cold. This way we would have two blankets.

If God loves Betsie so much...

why?

Suffering does not mean that God has stopped loving us.

Sometimes we have to accept things...

we do not understand.

I love Betsie...

and I love you.

[ Crying ]

- [ Sobbing ] - Shh.

[ Gasps ]

This is the sister.

Corrie.

You must look. Otherwise, you'll never know.

[ Shuddering ]

She's beautiful.

Betsie.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Crying ]

[ Betsie's Voice ] We shall do a great many things for others.

And we must go everywhere.

We must tell people...

that no pit is so deep...

that he is not deeper still.

They will believe us...

because we were here.

Betsie talked about heaven...

like she had already been there.

Yeah.

No one would wish her back.

Read for Betsie. Read for all of us.

No.

"For we know that our earthly bodies that we have now...

"which will die...

"must be changed...

" for our heavenly bodies...

" which will not die...

" but will live forever.

"A nd then the Scripture will be fulfilled.

"Death is swallowed up in victory.

"So my dear ones...

"since future victory is sure...

"be strong and steady...

"always abounding in the work of the Lord.

"For we know that our labor in the Lord...

"is not in vain...

"as it would be if there were no resurrection.

"A nd this is the good news.

"That Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures...

" and that he rose again just as the prophets had said.

" For God so loved the world...

"that he gave his only begotten Son...

"that anyone who believes in him shall not die...

but has eternal life."

[ Dog Barking ]

[ Soldier ] Achtung!

The following prisoners will come forward...

and stand by for selection and pickup.

667 00.

65406.

667 1 8.

66694.

No. She cannot walk.

Bring her.!

78992.

Died last night.

66730.

Corrie, about what you said, I want it.

I want him.

- Then ask. - I don't know what to ask for.

He knows.Just ask.

7 428 1.

7603 1.

God is with you!

[ Young Corrie ] Papa.

Sleep well, Corrie.

- Papa? - Yes, Corrie.

What is it like to die?

When you and I go to Amsterdam...

when do I give you your ticket?

Just before we get on the train.

So with death. When the time comes...

our wise Heavenly Father will give you all the strength you need.

[ Soldier Speaking German ]

Prisoner 66730...

ten Boom, Cornelia.

Ten Boom, Cornelia.

Sentence completed, 21 st, 1 2/ 44.

Sign.

What is it?

" Prisoner certifies that all treatment received during her imprisonment...

" has been adequate and humane...

and that no accidents, illnesses or injuries have occurred."

Sign.

[ Speaking German ]

[ Soldier Speaking German ]

[ German Continues ]

[ Betsie's Voice ] You know, Corrie, we are going to be free...

before the New Year.

We will. I know it.

[ Corrie Narrating ] Years later, it was learned...

my release came through a clerical error.

What some might call a mistake.

Not long after I was set free...

women my age were put to death.

Yes.

I am Corrie ten Boom...

in my eighties now.

Some questions remain...

but they are not to be feared.

Our Heavenly Father holds all things in his hands...

even our questions.

As for myself, in the years since Ravensbruck...

the Lord has sent me to some 60 countries.

And I have told to anyone who would listen...

no pit is so deep...

that he is not deeper still.

With Jesus...

even in our darkest moments...

the best remains...

and the very best is yet to be.

I promised my sister I would tell it...

and I tell you.