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Don't be afraid, Margot. Do what Miep says.

Yes.

I wanna go too.

No. You'll go later with us.

Why can't I go now?

Because we decided, Anne, you would go with us later.

You never consult me on anything!

Margot, do you know where we're going?

Anne, please, not now.

We, we really have to go.

I don't know either, Anne.

Well, goodbye then.

No, no, no, we're not saying goodbye

because we'll see you soon.

How soon?

Don't worry. In a few hours.

So the hiding place is in town?

Well, you really are a pain in the ass.

So are you.

Can you go and get your sister's coat please?

Listen to me, darling.

It's just an ordinary bike ride, okay?

Yeah.

Huh? Uh-hmm.

That's better.

And remember.

I know. Do what Miep says.

Do what Miep says.

Good girl.

You listen to Miep.

Okay. Let's, let's go.

Put your coat on. But...

In case the neighbors are watching.

Go on.

Don't look nervous.

There you go.

Hurry.

We need to get there before they open the checkpoint.

Let's go.

Hurry. Faster.

Uh, what should I.

Drop it. On the ground?

Drop it. Yes. Let's go. Margot.

Attention. Attention.

Have your papers ready.

Oh, my God. We're too late.

The checkpoint is open.

Attention. Attention.

Please have your identification ready.

I, I don't have my ID. I know.

Because you told me not to bring it and

you told me to take off my coat.

Margot.

And if they see I'm not wearing my star, they're,

they're going to arrest me.

Margot, stop it and listen to me, okay?

No, no, no, no, no.

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Okay?

Come on. Quickly. That way.

You apologize and say you forgot your ID.

What if they stop me?

They won't, if you smile.

You can't show any fear.

He's looking at us. Laugh.

I can't tell if you're joking.

Yeah. Okay. What was that?

What was that?

I can't do this.

Margot, I forgot my ID two days ago.

They let me right through.

No. I'm going back.

No. He's already seen us.

All right. Listen to me.

I really don't think I can do this.

Margot, you can do this.

You are so much stronger than you think you are.

Go on. Let me see.

Miep!

Miep!

Get up!

It is lunch time!

You're just sleeping the day away!

What are you doing?

Look who's finally up.

Oh, here we go.

Don't "here we go" me.

It is 2:00 PM.

You were out drinking again last night.

You promised me you were gonna spend all week looking for a job.

He's the one you should be worried about,

burping and farting his way through the world.

Oh, my God! Jacob, that stinks!

Mom, don't look so worried.

It's fine. I'm gonna get a job.

When? What steps have you taken?

The economy's bad. You know that.

Jobs are hard to come by.

You're not going to find one in a pub,

so perhaps you should try and find a husband instead.

Oh, you're enjoying this, aren't you?

I am. I really am.

Tell her.

Tell me what?

Why me?

Because you're her father.

And you're her mother.

Well, can one of you just tell me?

Your father and I have been talking.

We think you should get married to Cas.

You looked so serious.

Did you see their faces?

Wait.

Is this actually happening?

Cas has got a good job.

He's stable and he's nice.

And he's my brother.

You're adopted so it's not illegal.

Your father checked.

Checked? Whoa. Whoa. With who?

And Cas is single.

And he's not getting any younger.

So it would solve everybody's problems.

No one has a problem.

Cas, say something.

Uh, I.

He doesn't wanna marry me.

We can't keep supporting you forever.

You, you've got to grow up, get your life together.

What, by marrying my brother?

Unless you've got a better idea.

Oh, my.

So gonna fling yourself in the canal then?

End it all right here?

Put us all out of our misery?

Sorry I don't want to marry you, Cas.

It's all right.

You're not my type anyway.

You ever gonna tell them?

Oh, yeah.

"Hey, Mom, I like boys. Pass the roast beef."

She'd die.

On the spot.

Just face down into the mashed potato.

And then I would be a homosexual and responsible for

our mother's death.

That's not good.

You know, the worst thing about it is that's all

they think I'm capable of, marrying my brother.

No. They're just panicking.

All right then.

Let's get you a job.

What are you doing? I'm writing you a CV.

Okay.

"I am a young woman from a very good family.

I have no previous job experience, so no references,

unfortunately, but my school grades were..."

Terrible.

"Adequate. My technical skills are..."

Nonexistent.

They're "Emerging."

Oh, my God.

I am pathetic!

No.

We just need to sell some of your positive qualities.

To who? Jobs really are hard to come by.

Yeah.

Well, lucky for you then that I spoke to the lady on the corner.

You know, the one who sells jam door to door.

Yeah.

She says that her company that she works for is

looking for a secretary and

I have got you an interview tomorrow.

The owner's name is Otto Frank.

Football assistant?

Uh-hmm. My school team.

I, I sprained my ankle so I helped the coach.

Hmm.

I was hoping for someone with a bit more secretarial experience.

Well, I had to keep track of the schedule,

so it had secretarial elements.

As you can see, I'm new to the language

and the local customs so it's important for me to...

Which shows that I'm a fast learner.

I'm sure you are.

And once we're up and running, we'll need more people,

so why don't you come back in a few months?

My parents are gonna make me marry my brother

if I don't get a job.

But it, it's not as bad as it sounds.

I'm adopted.

But still, would you want to marry your brother?

Don't answer that.

I mean, I don't even know if you have a brother, but,

I don't mean it literally.

I just, I just mean I'm, I'm desperate.

Oh.

Yeah, I'm really not getting this job, am I?

Um, all right.

Well, thanks.

Thank you.

Do you know what pectin is?

It's what you put in jam to make it thicker.

I'll work very hard.

I won't let you down.

Good. Make jam.

I don't understand.

Directions are on the box.

It needs to be thicker.

Good morning.

Gooseberry is in the kitchen.

Mmm. Too tart.

You are here early.

Raspberries today.

This is perfect.

Do you know how I know that?

Because all I do is make jam.

Well, I was hired to be a secretary.

Miep.

And, yes, I'm inexperienced, but how am

I ever gonna get any experience being stuck in, in the kitchen?

You're not. Yes, I am.

And the phone never stops ringing, the place is a mess,

and I'm just stuck in there chopping fruits.

Answer it.

Why? Who is it?

Answer it and find out.

Opekta.

Oh.

Yeah, I'm, I'm very sorry to hear that.

How long, how long did you simmer it for?

Hmm.

Yeah, no, you need to simmer it for 30 minutes, at least.

Yeah, as soon as it starts sticking to the spoon,

that's when it's nearly ready.

All right. Okay. Good luck. Bye.

The housewives don't always read the directions.

They call and complain.

That's why I needed you to make jam.

Oh.

You'll be answering phones now.

I made a desk for you.

Oh.

Part of the experience you lack is knowing how to

talk to your employer.

In the future, a more respectful tone would be appreciated.

I'm really sorry I got angry.

My mother says I do have a temper.

She also says I'm really annoying.

Miep!

Tess! Look what I got!

Yes!

Go on.

All right. Mmm.

Yes! Woo!

Dancing? Shall we?

I got a job. We're celebrating.

Race you.

Hey, Jackie!

Hello.

There are no decent guys in here.

Who needs guys?

Marriage is enslavement!

Says who?

Me.

This is so jolly.

Oh, what about him?

I thought you didn't need a man?

I don't need one.

I want one.

And he's handsome.

He's reading a book.

He's shy.

Or boring.

How do I look? Desperate.

I'm going in.

Hello.

Hi. Hi. Hello.

Fancy a drink?

Um, of course.

What, what would you like?

No. I'm getting you one.

Come on. Come on.

What are you reading?

Uh, rereading.

It's just a bit of Kafka.

Metamorphosis.

What's it about?

About a man who wakes up one day and realizes he's a bug.

Oh.

Obviously, it's a metaphor.

Obviously.

Don't mind if I do.

It's about the absurdity of life and the human condition.

He was, he's a visionary.

I'm just gonna catch up with my friend.

I'll see you in a little while.

Okay. I'll, I'll just wait by the band.

Great.

You were right. He was so boring.

Let's go to a bar with better men.

I have to be at work in an hour.

Congratulations on your new job, Jam-Making Girl.

I love you.

I'll see you later.

Bye, Miep!

Are these the numbers from last week?

Yes. Yes.

The actual numbers are in red and the projections are in blue.

This is good.

Thank you.

I meant Rotterdam.

Oh, yes. Rotterdam is doing very well.

We need more sales people.

Maybe you should put an ad in a paper.

Oh, okay.

Run it by me first.

Of course.

I meant to tell you my friend, Hermann van Pels,

he's developed a spice blend for sausage-making.

Uh-hmm.

He's talking to me about joining the company.

If he does, we may need to get more office space.

Yeah. Yeah. Great. Great.

Well, thank you for working with me, Miep.

I'll see you tomorrow.

It's your birthday!

And your, your wife called this morning and asked if

I'd surprise you with a cake.

Um, but we got really busy and we worked through lunch,

I didn't have time to go out.

But there's a really nice bakery just down there,

so either you come with me and I'll buy you a cake or

please just explain to your wife that I tried because, frankly,

I find her quite scary.

She's very intimidating.

Let's go.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

I was 36 when we met.

I was working in my family's bank in Frankfurt.

We got married, had the girls, and bought a house.

Life was good.

Then the economy collapsed,

the bank failed,

and Hitler came to power.

And...

One day, I took Edith and the girls to play tennis, and

there was a sign on the court that says "No Jews allowed."

I have to look at my family and say we can't play.

Silly.

It's tennis, I don't even really like tennis but...

for me, it was, it was when I knew

Germany wasn't my home anymore.

I'm, I'm sorry.

What, what were we talking about?

I, I asked you when your family were moving here.

Hmm. Sorry.

Long-winded way of saying next week.

Oh. Really?

Yeah.

Of course, they're scared to come even though

it's much worse there.

Every day another raid, another anti-Jewish regulation.

Mr. Frank, I really didn't want to leave Vienna.

My, my, my mom, my mother had no husband and she was poor

and I was malnourished.

I was, I was only 10.

And she found a Dutch family who were willing to adopt me.

And, and the day came that I was supposed to leave and

I hid under the bed so that I missed the train.

And she was begging me.

Begging.

Saying that my new family had food and medicine and

Holland would save my life.

And she, she tried to climb under the bed to drag me out

but she couldn't reach me.

She said later, actually, that she'd almost given up.

If she had, I probably would have, would have died.

I was so unwell.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes I think here's this woman who made this

huge sacrifice so I could live, and I repay her by what?

Forgetting her?

It doesn't seem to me that you've forgotten her.

I think you pay her back by living a life worthy of her sacrifice.

I'll try.

Do you know how she eventually got me out from under the bed?

She, she told me that my new family had a cat.

Ah.

So once I was on the train she ran home and

wrote to them and she suggested that they get one, and they did.

Hello, um, I'm looking for Mrs. Vandenberg.

I saw an ad about some kittens.

She's not here.

Oh. Well, do you know when she'll be back?

She's my landlady.

I don't keep track of her comings and goings.

If I did, I'd, I'd probably tell her not to give you a kitten.

Excuse me?

Have I done something to offend you?

You ditched me at Katty Korner.

Oh. Yeah.

You're the man who reads books in bars.

Jan Gies.

Right. Yes.

Oh, God.

That was bad form of me.

I'm really sorry.

I was only waiting there for 30 minutes,

twiddling my thumbs.

You never showed up.

At least you had a book.

Funny. Have a nice day.

You know what your problem is?

You don't have a sense of humor, because what I just

said was really funny.

And the reason I ditched you is because you were being

pompous and you were lecturing me like I was stupid.

And I was actually going through a really rough patch

and I was tired of being underestimated.

But, again, sorry.

I was nervous.

I was going through a rough time too.

Then this girl appeared.

Offered me back-alley brandy.

I thought she was...

I thought she was one of the most beautiful girls

I've ever seen.

I didn't think you were stupid.

I thought you were out of my league.

Oh.

Well, I can't walk away in a huff now, can I?

Not really.

So I got married at 18 to my high school sweetheart.

And after a few years, well,

I realized we actually didn't have anything to talk about.

And I was working at a textile factory.

And the money was good.

The job was soul-destroying.

I used to work next to this bloke who was always going on

about how much he hated his life and why shouldn't he

leave this place and go traveling and move to America.

And one day I snapped.

I said, "Go on then. Leave."

And he did.

He left.

And I thought I'd be over the moon but I was actually jealous.

Oh.

I thought if I'm so happy in my own life,

why would I be jealous of this guy?

Uh-hmm.

It's one of those moments, you know,

you realize you need to change something.

And the longer you leave it, the harder it is.

So that day I left my job.

I went home and I asked my wife for a divorce.

Wow. Yeah.

You were the bug!

The bug? In the book.

You woke up one day and you turned into a bug.

Yeah. I was the bug, yes.

That was when I became a social worker, to help people.

So did you get a divorce?

Yes. Well, sort of.

How do you sort of get a divorce?

We both agreed to split and I started doing the

paperwork, but then her mother got sick so she suddenly had

to leave town, and we just haven't done it yet.

Oh.

But we're going to.

You look like you don't believe me but we really are.

Is that what you think this look is?

Is it not? No.

What is it then?

I was just wondering if you kissed someone,

would it be considered infidelity?

I don't know. Technically.

Legally. Probably.

Why?

We just broke the law.

Would you like to go somewhere where we can

break it some more?

Yes. Come on then.

I'm afraid if I turn my back on you, you'll disappear

and I really don't want you to go anywhere at all.

I won't. I need my kitten.

Oh.

Mrs. Frank. I'm, I'm Miep.

Miep. Edith Hollander Frank.

Come and see.

I'm nervous.

Don't be nervous.

I want everyone to like you.

Oh, thanks very much.

Your parents liked me, didn't they?

Yeah, but that's different.

This is my boss.

And it's Shabbat dinner. It's a big deal.

Oh, don't mention that you're married.

Well, I'm, I'm not married, am I?

Separated and too lazy to file the paperwork

doesn't sound much better.

Not too lazy.

Too broke.

Well, definitely don't say that.

What should I say then?

How much I like his jam?

It's not jam.

It's, it's pectin.

And Mr. Van Pels is gonna be there, so.

Oh, Sausage Man?

Stop calling him Sausage Man.

Oh.

You're cute when you're nervous.

I don't feel cute.

I feel sweaty.

These are really fancy people.

Oh, and they're all Jewish, so don't mention you know who.

Hitler's a narcissist.

It's all ego.

He's child trapped in a man's body.

Who are we talking about?

Who do you think?

Oh, do we have to talk about him?

The man gives me indigestion.

Your Miep was just educating us to why she thinks

we're safe here in Holland.

I'm telling you, he won't come here.

We're neutral.

You're being naive.

Oh, let her make her point, Hermann.

Thank you, Mrs. Van Pels.

We were neutral in the Great War and the Queen just issued

a statement saying we remain neutral.

Oh, so that's it?

That's your argument, a press release by a figurehead.

You really are naive, Miep.

Let's be nice to Miep.

What's not nice about telling Miep she's being naive

to think that Hitler cares about the Queen's proclamation?

She's your queen now too, Hermann.

And if she were here, I'd tell her what I'm telling you.

Hitler's objective is France.

And to get around the Maginot Line,

he needs to go through the Netherlands.

So neutral or not, if France declares war on Germany,

he is coming.

Well, then we'll fight.

With what? Cheese?

The Dutch aren't equipped for war.

The Dutch look out for each another.

It's not Germany.

This country saved my life.

No. Your adoptive parents saved your life.

A country is made up of people, Miep.

And people, even the good, loving wooden-shoe-wearing

people of your beloved Holland will be no match for Hitler

when, not if, he comes and attacks.

So, Hermann, my love, my very grumpy,

cynical doomsday darling, what do you propose we do?

Oh, I have no answers or the answers I have aren't

the ones you wanna hear.

Well, Otto thinks we should move to America.

And what do you think?

Well, I think America sounds far away and I'm hoping

that Miep is right, that he'll leave the Netherlands alone.

I mean, I finally learned the language,

with much difficulty.

"Dear Adolf Hitler, please stay away from

Amsterdam because our dear Edith can't possibly learn to say

'May I have some champagne' in any other languages."

Oh.

Nobody's eating my cheese balls except the nice,

quiet Dutchman.

What do you think, Jan?

Do you think Hitler will invade the Netherlands?

I think...

I think these are delicious, Mrs. Frank.

See? A true Dutchman.

He knows how to stay out of a fight.

He's a good diplomat.

I can't believe this.

What, five days.

The Dutch fought for five days and then just surrendered.

And the Queen just fled to London, left us here.

Wait. Where are you going?

To work. Today?

We have a new office, new employees.

We have to work.

I'm sorry.

I, I didn't think this would happen.

I didn't understand.

Well, now you do.

Morning, Miep.

Morning Bep.

Morning, Mr. Kugler, Mr. Kleiman.

Is our fearless leader in?

Yes. And he's in a mood.

Uh-oh. What?

Oh, dear.

We have a very dissatisfied customer.

"Dear The Terrible Makers of This Terrible Product.

I tried to use your product and it was a dismal failure.

Even my husband, who will eat anything, including head cheese,

tried it and found it disgusting.

The banana jam I made was inedible."

Well, banana jam does sound disgusting.

Let's not forget that the woman you're laughing at

pays our bills.

You know, I told you about the guy that Nellie was seeing.

Uh-hmm.

Well, you'll never guess what.

Willie is seeing him too.

What? Yeah.

Miep, could you come see me before you leave please?

I won't keep you long. I'm sure you have plans.

Oh, just some drinks with a friend.

Ah. Sit.

I'm really sorry about what happened earlier.

I feel terrible.

No, it's fine.

Miep.

Yes?

I read this today from an old friend, Nathan Straus.

We went to Heidelberg together.

He's American but he was there for a year.

Oh.

Nathan now works in the Roosevelt administration and

he wants to sponsor my family and me to come to America.

Oh. So you're leaving?

No.

This letter says that, um,

my application for a visa was turned down.

It seems even my well-connected friend

cannot pry open the door to America for my family.

We have to get out but there's nowhere to go.

Um, I'm so sorry.

I, I didn't realize it had gotten to this point.

No.

I didn't want to bring my troubles to work.

I wanted to keep you out of it.

But it's not possible anymore.

Miep, what I want to ask you,

it's too much.

I have no right but I also have no option.

What is it?

We are going into hiding.

Not right away.

I still have a lot to plan.

Where?

It's better if you know as little as possible right now.

But when get there, we'll need your help

getting food and medicine.

Whatever you need.

Let me finish please.

What I am asking you to do is dangerous.

If you get caught, you could get arrested or even worse.

Don't answer right away.

You need to take your time to think it through.

You need to talk it over with Jan.

No, I don't.

I don't.

What do I do?

For right now, you go have drinks with your friend

and you act as if nothing has happened.

You enjoy yourself.

You laugh and you act like you know nothing.

And one day it will seem as if we disappeared,

and you will still go for drinks,

and laugh and act as if nothing has happened.

Even after many drinks.

Even if your friend is a trusted friend.

Hi. I am so sorry.

Did you forget? No. No.

I was leaving work and a client held me up.

Right. You forgot.

That's fine.

What's this?

Well, I wasn't even sure if you wanted gifts,

but it felt strange not to give you something.

Wow. Tess, it's beautiful.

I love it.

Good.

Oh, please don't be angry.

My best friend gets married and I hear about it afterwards.

You were out of town.

For a month. You couldn't wait?

It was barely a wedding.

You have to believe me when I say it was nothing.

We got married for my citizenship.

We did it in the records office on my lunch break.

That's romantic.

Did you have a party?

No, no, no, no.

Anne was the flower girl.

My parents came.

Cas was there.

But, seriously, that was it.

And I love this bowl, more than I've ever loved anything,

except you.

Do you love me more than you love your

stupid new husband?

Oh, my God.

Of course.

Okay. Fine.

I forgive you for being a terrible friend.

Thank you.

How's work? Fine.

How's Mr. Frank? He's fine.

'Cause I hear they're cracking down on the Jews.

It must be scary.

Um, I mean, we don't really talk about that

kind of stuff, to be honest.

Tell me about your new fabulous boyfriend

who owns a country house?

Don't even get me started.

I can't wait for you to meet him.

What happened to the ice cream shop?

What, you didn't hear?

Oh, my God.

So these Nazis came in and they were harassing these

Jewish customers and the owner got so upset about it,

he sprayed ammonia in their faces.

They dragged him out to the street and they shot him

right here.

They killed him? Yeah.

I can't believe you didn't hear about it.

That's awful.

I mean, he did break the law.

Yeah, but it's a stupid law.

Yeah, I know.

It's just, I just think that, there are ice cream shops in

all the Jewish neighborhoods,

so, I mean, how hard can it be for them to just go there?

QUEEN WILHELMINA [over radio]: Our enemy occupies...

Hello, Missus... Shh.

The Queen is talking.

QUEEN WILHELMINA [over radio]: Destruction and utter disregard of law

as basic principles of morality

How is Tess?

Annoying.

She gave us a bowl.

Uh-hmm. That's nice.

Mrs. Stoppelman is listening to the BBC.

I know.

It's illegal.

Well, they'll have to drag her out before she gives up her BBC.

They might.

They might drag us away too.

What's wrong?

Koco's is closed.

They killed the owner.

I know.

You knew about this?

Yeah.

It was in the paper.

Heartless fascists.

Yeah, well.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Just, you're right.

They're heartless.

You said, "Yeah, well," like he deserved it.

Like he broke the law so he deserves to get killed.

Real, really?

You discerned all that from my yeah, well?

You just don't seem very upset.

No, no. Here's what happened.

I was sleeping and you came home irritated at your best friend

and the landlady and now me, whom you seem to

suddenly see as callous and unfeeling.

Is there something else going on?

Did something happen at work?

No.

It's just a weird day.

Go back to sleep.

Sorry I'm late. Checkpoint was crazy.

But I've got the fish.

I'll debone it, but first, I need to use the loo.

We have a visitor.

Mr. Van Pels?

Margot got a letter ordering her to report to the

train station in the morning to be sent to a work camp in Germany.

What?

The plan has moved up.

They're going into hiding tomorrow.

We have to go now.

We don't want to believe people are evil.

That makes us good but it also makes us stupid.

So we need to stop being stupid.

Hey, Jew! Curfew in 30 minutes.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

What does that mean?

Roughly translated, "Go shit in the ocean."

Okay. I have to go.

Otto will tell you what needs to be done.

Go.

I wasn't planning to go for weeks.

Oh, there you are.

Thank God.

We didn't have a chance to bring all our clothes to the

hiding places, so we have to put them all on now.

Wear all these clothes to your apartment tonight.

You can bring them to us later at the hiding place.

Here are the good towels.

Oh, how are we gonna bring those?

Margot, go get one of your rucksacks.

Okay.

Something bigger. A suitcase perhaps.

Oh, no. A suitcase will draw too much attention.

You may need to make several trips.

Where's Anne?

Anne?

She's still mad about the cat.

What about the cat?

You know, they won't even tell me where it is we're going.

All they've said is I can't bring Moortje.

And when I get upset, they tell me to grow up.

Well, then stop treating me like a child.

I'll find a good home for him.

I promise.

I'm not leaving him.

I'm not.

They can go but I'm staying.

Anne. Girls!

Girls, come. We're going tonight.

We're going tonight.

Edith, listen to me.

You said we'd be safe in Holland.

You have to calm down.

I'm done with listening to you, Otto.

I want to go tonight.

We can't go tonight. There's a curfew.

We should have gone when we had a chance.

We should have gone to America.

We tried.

We should've tried harder!

Edith, please. You're not thinking straight.

Of course I'm not thinking straight, when my

16-year-old daughter is going to her death.

She's not going.

This isn't a work camp, Otto.

It's a death camp, I...

The children are here!

Edith, they're children.

Please, they don't need to hear this.

Maybe she's right.

Maybe we should go tonight.

We'll all go together in the morning.

You can't.

Sorry.

Maybe it's not my place but you can't go together.

If you're together and they stop you and they see that

Margot hasn't reported to the station,

they'll arrest all of you.

So be it.

Mr. Frank, Margot has still...

You're right. It's not your place.

I'll take her to the hiding place.

In the morning, I'll take her.

So are you going to tell me?

He's my boss and my friend.

I'm your husband.

I never wanted the kind of marriage where I had to

consult my husband about everything.

Ah.

What, what kind of marriage did you want then?

One where you lie to your husband and it doesn't matter?

I didn't ask you to help because, like I said,

I don't need your help.

You don't need my help? You don't need my help?

And then when you're arrested, taken to a concentration camp,

you're gonna be all right on your own, won't you?

Can we not have this argument?

It's the right thing to do and I've agreed to do it,

and I didn't think I had to consult you before deciding to

save a person's life.

Who the hell do you think you are?

The only person with morals?

What would you have me do when Mr. Frank asked?

Say no?

Ask, ask me. That's what I'd have you do.

Stop being selfish.

Think about someone besides yourself.

How dare you.

No, no, no. How, how dare you.

You live in this, this fantasy that you're, you're all alone

and your, you, your mother abandoned you and your new

family didn't understand you and poor Miep has no one.

You cling to it.

But I'm here. I'm right here.

You don't even see me.

You don't see me.

Stop shouting at me.

I'm crawling out of my skin, I'm so hot.

Come here.

It feels so good.

Can we just not think about tomorrow?

I'm sorry.

It's all right. I'm sorry.

How many of these have you got on?

Take them off.

Next!

What are you doing? I'm thinking.

Just give me a second.

Okay.

Here's what's gonna happen.

I need you to talk to me.

Just tell me something, anything.

Like, like what?

It doesn't matter, just talk, just talk like you don't have a care in the world

and smile at the same time and follow me.

Miep. I can't. I can't.

Yes, you can. Miep. No.

You have to.

I'm not, I'm not like Anne, okay?

I'm not brave.

So tell me about it.

But just get on your bike and follow me, Margot.

Tell me what is Anne like?

She's, she's opinionated and, and she's funny.

And she has a boyfriend and I don't.

Smile.

I don't have a boyfriend.

Yeah. What else?

And, you know, she knows who she is.

She's, she's only 13 and she wants to be a famous writer.

And I'm 16 and I don't have any idea of who I want to be.

Halt!

Sorry. Sorry.

My tire's flat and we're late for work.

My boss will kill us if we're late.

So sorry.

Is he following us?

Don't look back.

Why are we at the office?

Shh.

Miep.

You'll see.

Tell me what's going on.

You'll see. Just put your bike there.

What, I don't understand.

What is this?

Come on. Come on. We'll talk upstairs.

There are small set of rooms behind your father's office.

No one goes there.

No one even knows they're there.

Come on. Careful.

They're steep.

Where are we going?

Take off your coat.

Take it off.

This is the hiding place.

But we have clients and salespeople in and out of the

building all day.

There's a meeting this morning.

They'll be here in 30 minutes.

So you have to be quiet.

You can't walk or talk or make any noise at all.

You can't open the windows and you can't use the loo.

I know this is a lot to take in.

Your family will be here later and we'll make this place into a home.

If you need to cry, cry now.

You have 30 minutes.

I'll be back later to check on you.

Margot, we made it. You're safe.

Yeah.

I thought you were gone.

I woke up, I thought you were gone.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I didn't wake you and tell you.

I'm sorry. I'm, I'm so selfish.

No, you're not.

You're not selfish.

Look at what you just did.

Look at what you just did.

What happens now?

♪ Smile the while ♪

♪ You kiss me sad adieu ♪

♪ When the clouds roll by ♪

♪ I'll come to you ♪

♪ Then the skies will seem more blue

♪ Down in lovers lane, my dearie.♪

♪ Lovely bells will ring so merrily ♪

♪ Every tear will be a memory ♪

♪ So wait and pray ♪

♪ Each night for me ♪

Till we meet again ♪