All language subtitles for En.Dag.I.Oktober.1991

- To put Casablanca right into the shade,

Hitler entertains his Axis partner in Berlin.

first item is that well-known maneuver

recently renamed the Westward Advance.

He's not going to shoot you.

Go, get out of here.

- Easy.

This thing's delicate.

There it is.

- That's it.

Turn it up.

- This is the BBC London,

broadcasting to Denmark.

We send greetings to Hamlet this evening from Horatio.

Hamlet must quench the brewer's thirst with something cold.

I repeat, we send greetings to Hamlet this evening-

We need some more light over here, Willy.

Where's the other torch?

- Valdez, Dalmar, and Duncan could picnic-

Don't force it.

- Okay, I'm trying.

- That's it.

Get out of here!

Go, go, go!

(radio announcer speaking foreign language)

Solomon.

- Petersens, dear.

- They can't hear a thing.

- All right, mother, don't worry.

The curfew's on, you have to be more careful.

Was there trouble again at the theater?

- No, I just sat down in the park for a minute, that's all.

- It's not all.

Your father says the factory's been bombed.

And he shuts himself in there, listening to his music

louder than ever, getting himself all wound up.

Keep trying to tell him that nothing's

going to happen to us.

This is Denmark.

He says I should know better.

- We'll be fine.

Won't we?

- Coffee, dear?

Last night, the cinema, tonight, the factory.

These foolish youngsters, they don't understand.

Their sabotage would only make things worse for us.

- Aren't they on our side?

- The only people on your side, Sara,

are right here in this room.

- The war is not being fought here, Sara.

If the Germans want Danish meat, if they want Danish butter,

we let them have it.

- Sara, please.

Both of you.

Can't we have one without this argument?

- You don't like it when I say it, fine,

but that is the king's position.

- The king is on our side too, Sara.

Would it be too much to want one week of peace?

- Sara, enough.

Sara.

What are you doing?

- Yes, yes, who is he?!

Oh god, still bleeding!

He's been shot.

Help me bring him in the house.

He's lost so much blood.

Sara, you need to get Dr. Thompson.

- We can't do that.

- He's going to die in your bed.

They were looking for a wounded man.

They'll be watching every doctor's house.

- You're gonna have us arrested, Sara.

- I can't do this our life-

- Yes you can, you can do it.

You have to.

- What else, what else?

Larsen asked the Gestapo about displaying the body.

Someone said no, thank God.

They caught two of them.

This is from Larsen.

Now, if they catch them, they just shoot them.

No one could tell if this had happened on his voyage

or was the result of grief.

He looked at the little lady.

She looked at him.

And he could feel he was melting,

but he still stood staunchly, with his arms at the shoulder,

then a door opened.

The draft caught the dancer and she flew

right into the stove to the tin soldier.

- Been a while since anyone's read to me.

But I meant just before...

Sara Kublitz.

- Where am I?

Outside.

You were lying there.

My father's the bookkeeper there.

Are you the one the Germans are looking for?

- Sara, could I please have my pants?

- Well, they're covered in blood.

- I washed them, they're all wet.

I'm sorry.

Are you hungry?

There's soup if you like. - No, I can't.

- Emma?

- That's my father.

He doesn't know you're here.

What's your name?

What's your name?

Stay.

- Larsen's men.

They were dragging some boy away.

Emma.

Just worse and worse.

- What is it?

- They're just tearing the country apart.

- What's happening?

They're searching for this one,

arrested some of his friends.

- Sit down, Solomon.

was in it.

- He's dead.

For what?

For what, Emma?

- I don't know.

- What're you doing with that?

It's the Sabbath.

- Solomon, I...

- And why aren't the candles lit?

- Solomon, we have to tell you something.

Who is this?

Who is this?!

- His name's Hence.

- Sara, look at this!

- Papa, he was lying there, he was bleeding.

- You have to leave, you have to leave now.

Sara I can understand.

But Emma, what on Earth were you thinking of?

- Solomon dear, we didn't join the resistance.

Just helped a wounded man.

Did he threaten you, Emma?

- No, Solomon.

- He was almost dead when I found him.

- Well, he's looking very much alive in there.

Wrapped up on your blanket.

Where did you find him?

- Under the hedge, last night.

- I put him in the shed.

- Solomon, we did what we had to.

I told Sara that if he can walk, he has to go.

- We need to talk, my friend.

Look, I'm not the Gestapo.

I'm a Jew.

And if they find you here, we're all dead.

What about it?

- So now you're working for them.

- Don't you lecture me about patriotism!

One was killed.

And you blew up the wrong building.

You killed an innocent man last night.

I don't know, Emma.

Perhaps this is one of Sara's daydreams, hmm?

And tomorrow morning, we will all wake up

and we will all go to services together

and our guest will not be here anymore.

That's what you both used to talk about.

Isn't it?

Mother.

What are we tonight?

And this is Shabbos.

Please.

- Sara.

- You had a difficult night.

- I'm all right.

That song you sang with your family last night.

What's it about?

- It welcomes the Sabbath, and peace into our house.

Today, Saturday, it's our Sabbath.

- Yes.

- You wouldn't have a cigarette?

- You know, we haven't missed a Sabbath service

since 1940.

April.

- I can't.

Lighting a flame is forbidden during the Sabbath.

- Well, I'll light it for you.

- It doesn't work that way.

Smoking keeps the fire lit.

That's not necessary.

- Have to honor the house rules.

- Well, we've all got to make sacrifices from time to time.

But you know, these last three years,

we have been left alone, for the most part.

Well, I see you have started to get your appetite back.

Perhaps now you can leave us.

I'll give you some clothes.

- It won't work, Mr. Kublitz.

Being reasonable?

Look at what my wife and my daughter have done for you.

Why can't you just be thankful and go?

- You know what they've started making at your factory.

and how much money goes out.

Just tell me the right building

and you can go back to pretending

there's no war on in Denmark.

- I am a Dane, just as you are.

What you're doing may be your choice, but it's not mine.

I have nothing to do with that.

- When the time comes, Mr. Kublitz,

the Germans wouldn't give a damn how much of a Dane

you think you are, or how well you add and subtract.

Put it away.

I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on you.

- Do you know what they're making at your father's factory?

- It's not his factory.

- Radio parts, things like that.

I don't really know.

They're making steering mechanisms for rocket bombs.

- If you know so much, how come you blew up

the wrong building?

- You think I'd risk my life to blow up radios?

- I don't know what you'd do.

- That's not really true, is it, Sara?

♪ Amen ♪

♪ Amen ♪

It's Neils.

Niels Jensen.

- He isn't threatening us.

Sara.

Don't let this man play with your emotions.

- It's the king's birthday tomorrow.

All the people in Townhall Square, singing.

The king on his horse, reaching down, shaking hands.

Was touching everybody's hands.

I think he was trying to tell us

that even though everything had changed,

nothing would be different.

But it's different now.

Isn't it?

Neils told me about what the Germans are doing

at the factory.

I don't want to believe him, or that...

Is it true?

- Many things are true, Sara.

Is it true that about 20 years ago,

a young man fell in love with your mother,

started a family?

Is it true that this man loves his daughter?

His family, his home, peace?

And that he believes that the way to get his family

through all this is to behave correctly.

According to the law.

I don't rock boats, Sara.

I pay my fare and I ride.

It is true.

I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

I understand.

And I love you.

- A few weeks ago, I started hearing rumors.

And then I came across it in numbers.

Then I saw the memorandums, and then I knew,

but what could I do?

I have been praying to God every day

to please give me some strength.

I don't know what else to do.

- I'm sure there was nothing that you could have done.

But now, couldn't you help him?

A little.

- Solomon, you'll have to speak to the rabbi now.

- I'm worried about Sara.

I'm afraid I may do something foolish tomorrow.

- Oh, bookkeeping on a Sunday.

- Just a few loose ends, Heir Larsen.

- Very nice, thank you.

Oh my God.

That's the one you want.

Everything's in there, including your two friends.

- Are you sure it's them?

- It's the same two they brought it on Friday.

One of them was wounded in the leg.

I've got you what you wanted, and I'm finished with it.

- I can't very well blow it up with them in there.

- I don't care what you do.

- But if they knew when, they could make a break for it.

You could warn them.

You've got to warn them.

I'm done with it.

Now get out.

Emma! Close the door.

- Mrs. Petersen.

I'm risking theirs.

And perhaps many more.

- Mrs. Petersen's daughter just called her.

That Danish Nazi she knows says an action against the Jews

is only a matter of time.

- You wouldn't have a beer?

- I'll get it for you.

- Sit, Sara.

I'll get you a plate.

- It's okay.

I need your help.

Do you have any bicycles?

Show me.

Hold this.

- Neils, what are we doing?

- You can't go near that place.

They know you now.

That's what I need your father for.

- You can't ask him to do that.

He gave you what you wanted.

You're using him.

You're using me.

You are.

- If you think it's war, Sara, act like it.

He's gonna help us!

It's up to all of us.

You, me, and your parents.

We're all Danes.

Stop.

Feel.

- I know, dear.

It's enough now, Solomon.

Please, you've done enough.

Please.

Could you get back in that room?

You know others who could do this?

- They can't do what you can,

get inside unquestioned with equipment

that won't be searched.

- But they'll just rebuild it, or build it somewhere else.

It won't make any difference.

Time can mean lives.

Then, to start the timer, hit total.

Understand?

to leave at any moment.

Pack small bag each.

- Numbers are best kept simple, right?

- The simpler, the better.

Yes.

Well, travel with a machine?

Actually, at first, it was just the ribbon,

but last night, the whole thing just went kaput.

So I just picked up this new one.

- Oh, English.

They're one of my weaknesses.

Would you like one?

Why don't you just take the pack?

- Thank you, Kublitz.

Thank you.

You know, you're a lucky Jew, Kublitz.

If it was my choice, you wouldn't be working here.

Anywhere in Denmark.

Maybe in Poland.

Stinking up their soil.

Two plus two equals four.

Doesn't it?

I can't.

Can't do this.

I can't fit our lives into two small bags.

Don't need this.

Or this.

God damn you!

Put them back. - It's too heavy.

- No no, they go back in.

They go back in, no no, they go back in, no no.

Where's your father?

He's gonna need you.

I need you.

Solomon?!

Thank God.

Thank God.

It's all right?

It's all right.

- Larsen, factory security.

I think he knows.

- That's it, then.

We leave right now.

Your bags are packed.

Come, my dear, come.

Solomon. - Yes, yes.

Come.

It's almost curfew. Doesn't help.

And they're going to be looking for at least three people.

- We could go to my brother David's.

- Where's that?

- It's North on the coast.

tell him to get out of his house.

They would go after him?

- It's possible.

Now we need to split up.

- Neils, you go.

We will stay together.

- No, Papa.

I'm going with Neils.

--Sara, no.

- Sara, I want you here with us.

- Wait a minute, Solomon.

She's right.

Maybe we'd all be a lot safer if we separated.

- Right, now is there some place you two can stay?

- Thompson, yes, of course.

--Sara, no.

- Trust me, please!

Sara, I want you to meet us at the synagogue tomorrow.

Early morning service.

We should stay out of sight for a while.

- You can stay here as long as you need.

Is there a telephone, please?

- This will do for tonight, but tomorrow morning

we will go to the synagogue and talk to the rabbi.

I have very important news to give you.

Last night, I got word from the most trusted sources

that in two days, the German will raid

every Jewish home in Copenhagen and Denmark.

They will try to arrest each and every Jew.

The situation is extremely serious.

They know tomorrow is Rosh Hashanah,

and that our families will be at home.

We must take action right now.

Leave the synagogue.

- They'll be all right, Sara.

- I'll make sure you're safe.

- I don't wanna be safe.

- I'm scared.

I'm so scared you'll go off and...

- You're a pretty good reason for me to stay alive.

- But I'll be more careful, Sara.

If you want me to.

- Operator, 32, 16, X, please.

Thank you.

It's Emma, Emma Kublitz.

I know, I'm...

Well, I needed to call you to tell you

that no one can visit for the new year.

That's right.

Everyone is going away this year, dear.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Right away.

- It's bleeding.

Let's leave the last ones a few days, yeah?

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

Danced naked in front of his coarse, brutal soldiers,

that now jeered at their mad prince,

who was bent on storming the gates of heaven

and was mastered in a moment-

Neils.

Neils.

- Neils, you should be in Sweden.

- That's a hell of a welcome.

So, what's news?

But we've got a much bigger problem.

What happened?

- There's no Rosh Hashanah frost this year.

The Germans are arresting all the Jews.

We have to leave.

Now.

- But Neils is-

- Forget him, Sara.

Just walk away.

- No, Papa, no.

- I won't do that. - You must!

- Festival Hill, number 12.

- Neils!

Run away, run.

- Pretty eyes.

- If I'd wanted you and your father,

you'd be on a transport by now.

Others can arrest the Jews.

It's the saboteurs I'm after.

I want Neils Jensen.

- And you're going to tell me.

But then you want him to, don't you?

Even though he's not a Jew boy.

What happened?

From the synagogue.

He's dead.

- I shot him.

I'm sorry.

- You asked me to trust you!

- Solomon, stop it.

It's enough.

another false alarm.

- Your friends aren't Jews.

- Some of them are.

They're friends.

People who need to be warned.

- Thanks.

Sara.

- All right, do the best you can.

And good luck.

Thank you very much.

- Excuse me, please.

The sea's too rough for a crossing tonight.

So rest if you can.

How can I find her?

It's impossible to say.

I'm sorry.

And God willing, tomorrow night,

you'll find yourselves in Sweden.

If you don't need it for us, someone else might need it.

- I don't wanna leave you.

You have to go.

You know that,

And I need to stay.

- Can't I be scared of losing you?

- Nothing's going to get lost.

Nothing.

Hold me?

Did you see any?

- Easy, Paul.

Can your boat hold them all?

But not tonight.

- Elsinore's way up the coast.

- Is it more money?

- They take my boat, I lose my work.

There are mines out there, so maybe I lose my life too.

There's no more money, and these people

can't wait another night.

Everybody's scared.

- 2:30.

Be at the dock, and be quiet.

- She will sleep now.

- Is he coming with us?

God bless you, Neils.

- No more time, Jensen.

- Thank you, Solomon.

- I love you, Sara.

Let go, Neils.

She's safe.