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Hardner: Our glorious leader's in town.
They won't let us in.
Man: Turn around, please.
Aracy: I'm Aracy de Carvalho from the Brazilian consulate.
I'm here as the Fuhrer's personal guest.
Hardner: His personal guest?
Aracy: Hmm.
Aracy: The docks are crawling with police.
Adolf Hitler:
Aracy: We need to get Herbert Katz his visa.
We need to get him out of here now.
Hitler:
Hans: How much for all 5 of us?
Do we get a group discount?
Man: She's a Jew.
Vivi:
Hans: So you are a whore.
Man: Oh, watch out.
They have teeth between their legs.
Zumkle: What are your orders here?
Hans: Patrolling the area for the Fuhrer's visit, sir.
She's a Jewish prostitute.
Zumkle: Are you a prostitute, madam?
Vivi: No. I'm not.
Hitler:
Hans: Oof!
Zumkle: So you're blind as well as stupid, huh?
Apologize.
Hans: She's a Jew.
Zumkle: Now.
Hans: Sorry.
Vivi: My locket.
Joao: I appreciate the opportunity, Excellency.
I'm a huge fan of German culture--
Heine, Goethe...
Aranha: And Hitler.
You're not going there on holiday.
Schaffer: Starting in Grindel,
SA are going to make the arrests and drive the trucks.
Zumkle: You reckon they're up to the job?
Schaffer: Well, they're like police dogs.
One whiff of a Jew, and they're off.
Zumkle: Yes, but there are almost a thousand Polish Jews
in Hamburg and 17,000 across Germany.
Schaffer: Yes. Well, not for long,
and if Poland doesn't want them back,
then there's plenty of room in the graveyards.
Aracy: If they find him, this visa will be useless.
Hardner: We can try again later if you can get off work.
Aracy: I will meet you back here at 2:00,
or he may get tired of waiting.
Aracy:
Sorry.
Tina: Deputy Consul?
Joao: Yes.
Tina: Mr. Guimaraes Rosa, I'm Tina Fallada,
secretary of the consulate.
Joao: Nice to meet you.
Tina: Welcome to Hamburg.
Aracy: Good morning.
Thank you.
Heh.
Finally, I'm me again.
Good-bye, Mrs. Tess.
Joao: It was all--
Souza Ribeiro: Come in. Come in, everybody. Come in.
I want you all to meet our new deputy consul--
Mr. Joao Guimaraes Rosa.
Well, Tina you've already met.
This is Carlos Martins, our diplomatic secretary.
Carlos: Nice to meet you.
Joao: Nice to meet you.
Souza Ribeiro: Liselotte Martu's our local secretary...
Liselotte: Hello.
Joao: Hello.
Souza Ribeiro: and Aracy Carvalho,
head of the passport section.
Aracy: Hello.
Joao: How are you?
Souza Ribeiro: As you're all aware,
Mr. Rosa assumes the full consular role in my absence.
Tina: He's gonna be very busy, then.
Aracy: Shh.
Souza Ribeiro: Aracy, I'd like you to take the day off
to show Mr. Rosa around the city
and help him find some suitable accommodation.
Aracy: Oh, but--
Souza Ribeiro: The hotel is quite charming,
but we can't expect our taxpayers
to keep him there indefinitely.
Aracy: Heh.
Well, can we use the second consular car, then?
Souza Ribeiro: Yes. Of course.
The car will be at his disposal from now on.
Aracy: If you'll excuse me,
I need to reorganize my schedule.
Souza Ribeiro: Well, neither of us gets a driver, I'm afraid.
Hardner: Slow down.
Aracy: If I can ditch the deputy consul fast enough,
we still have time to deliver Herbert Katz's visa.
Hardner: I could bring it to him.
Aracy: If you show up at the safe house,
they will think I've shopped him to the government.
You still dress like an off-duty policeman.
Hardner: Cheers.
Aracy: They might shoot you.
Ah, Mr. Rosa is late.
You hold on to this.
I'll try to get back here in an hour
if Mr. Rosa ever decides to grace us with his presence.
Joao: Mrs. Carvalho.
Aracy: Deputy Consul,
this is Milton Hardner, my driving instructor.
Joao: You're learning to drive?
Aracy: Yes. Women actually do that here.
Thank you.
Joao: It's a bit dark
and smells of...
damp.
Aracy: Only because the heating has been off.
It's an excellent location, right next to the Alster Lake.
Joao: It's...
beautiful.
I think we should look at some other places
and see what else is available.
Aracy: As you wish,
but it will be hard to find another apartment that's as--
Joao: Damp or dark?
Aracy: Well, if you don't like it...
Joao: After you.
You were right about the Alster.
It is beautiful...
Aracy: Yes. Isn't it?
Joao: so peaceful,
but Hamburg feels so lively and cosmopolitan.
Aracy: Rather different from Minas Gerais, I expect.
Joao: How long have you been living here?
Aracy: 4 years, since I moved from Sao Paulo.
Joao: Oh, you're a Paulista.
Aracy: I was born in Paranha, but Sao Paulo was my home.
Joao: And you came here alone?
Aracy: I came here to avoid that exact question.
In Germany, I can drive. I can work. I can travel alone.
Nobody finds it shocking...
and my mother's German.
She lives in Brazil, but she still has family here.
Joao: I feel fortunate to have Hamburg
as my first foreign post.
Aracy: You must know a lot of people.
Joao: Not really. No.
I trained as a doctor, but I gave up my practice.
I can't stand the sight of blood.
Joao: Look. I'm sorry for wasting your time today.
I know you have other things to do.
Aracy: No. Consul asked me to show you the city.
Joao: Ha ha ha! Hansel and Gretel.
Aracy: Do you like fairy tales, Deputy Consul?
Joao: I like reading them to my daughters.
I miss them so much.
Aracy: We still have two more apartments to look at.
Joao: "For Aryan children only."
Absolutely disgraceful.
Otto: You need a break?
Joao: That sign
that said only Aryan children could play in the park--
Aracy: Only Aryans count as German citizens now.
Joao: Shameful.
Aracy: Look around.
There are no Jews in here, not even the waiters.
Hardly any jobs are still open to them.
Joao: Since the Nuremburg laws.
Aracy: Yes...
and our country still supports Germany.
Joao: Doesn't mean I do.
Ludo: Don't use it all at once.
Joao: Please.
Aracy: I made some notes on the apartments we saw today
in case you want to take another look at them.
Joao: Oh, thank you.
Uh, Mrs. Carvalho...
do you like living in Hamburg, in Germany?
Aracy: Well, when I came here, Hamburg felt
like a whole new world opening up to me.
Now it feels more like a prison.
Every day feels like it's the last day of freedom in Germany.
Excuse me.
Rudi, why did you come here?
Rudi: Because you didn't bring my father's visa.
Aracy: I got held up. You shouldn't have come.
What if the police are following?
Rudi: Do you have it?
Aracy: Yes, but not here.
No.
Rudi: Hold this.
Aracy: No. Don't do this here.
Uh, you left this folder.
Aracy: This gentleman was just delivering my watch.
Were you able to repair it?
Rudi: Yes.
Aracy: Wait. I haven't paid you yet.
Come to my apartment tonight. I will have the visa.
Rudi: Thank you.
Aracy: Thank you.
Batsheva: Taibele.
Vivi: Mama.
Batsheva: Your father is too sick to see you today.
Samuel: Are you well, Taibele?
Vivi: Yes, Papa.
I brought you some beef.
Samuel: Ahh. Is it kosher?
Vivi: Yes. Of course it is.
You can't just live on matzo and prayers, Papa.
Samuel: Well, let's not argue about it. Ha ha ha!
Vivi: Have you been well?
Samuel: Yeah.
Vivi: Tsk. You need medicine for your cough.
Samuel: I need my daughter.
I need you to come home, get back to your studies.
Well--ah, Taibele, Taibele,
you know you can always come back to us, huh?
Batsheva: Cover yourself, Taibele.
What is this?
Vivi: Just some food.
It is kosher.
Papa, I'll get you some medicine.
Well, I should go.
Batsheva: Taibele.
Taibele.
Vivi: He needs medicine.
Batsheva: This is dirty money.
You've brought shame to our home.
Vivi: I changed my name to protect you.
Batsheva: Rubbish.
It's so the goyim will accept you.
You've abandoned us. That's why your father is sick.
Vivi: Good-bye, muter.
Batsheva:
Edu: Mama...
Aracy: Yes?
Edu: guess who I met today.
Aracy: Who, darling?
Edu: The Fuhrer,
and I shook his hand.
Aracy: Let's go wash your hands, darling.
It's time for dinner.
Edu: Don't you want any meat?
Aracy: Got a tummy ache.
Edu: Share and share alike.
Rudi: My father will be safe now.
Aracy: He will be safe when he gets to Brazil.
I need to book his steamship ticket.
Rudi: Here, some old family jewelry,
not worth a lot.
This is all the money we could get together.
Aracy: It will just cover his fare.
I can put him in touch with the Jewish community in Rio.
They can help him to find some work there.
Rudi: Thank you.
The man who denounced him got promoted.
He's got Papa's job now.
Aracy: What's this?
Rudi: Some sugar.
I got it at the docks,
and then tried to get you some salt, as well.
Empty.
Aracy: You should keep this for your mother.
Rudi: You are saving my father's life.
Zumkle: Bravo.
You're so beautiful,
nobody would ever know you're Jewish.
Vivi: Because of my nose
or because I'm not a child murderer?
Zumkle: You are much lovelier than most German women.
Vivi: Well, I am German, Thomas.
Zumkle: Did those boys hurt you today?
Vivi: No.
You rescued me just in time.
Zumkle:
They're just a bunch of stupid kids.
Vivi: Well, stupid kids with guns
and been told to destroy anyone who's not like them.
Zumkle: Don't worry about all that stuff.
You've got other talents.
Vivi: You're leaving?
Zumkle: I need to prepare.
I got roped into Schaffer's operation tomorrow.
Vivi...
Vivi: Huh?
Zumkle: don't be here when I come back.
Schaffer: By tonight, Germany will be rid
of almost 20,000 Jews.
Zumkle: Only the Polish ones.
There'll still be nearly half a million left here.
Schaffer: Yes. Well, it's a start.
Man: Hey!
Woman:
Man:
Woman:
Souza Ribeiro: Questioning the domestic policies
of the countries where we serve is not a good way
to begin your diplomatic career, Mr. Rosa.
Joao: But you can't possibly agree with what they're doing.
Souza Ribeiro: My opinion is irrelevant, as is yours.
We represent Brazil.
We are here as guests of the German government.
Classified Circular 1127.
Joao: Yes. I'm familiar with it.
Souza Ribeiro: Are you?
A large number of Jews have emigrated to Brazil
to work in the fields, but our government had found
that most of them move straight to the cities.
I'm not saying they all did.
I'm not anti-Semitic, you know,
but it is a well-documented fact,
and whilst our agriculture has suffered
from a shortage of labor,
in the cities, we have the opposite problem.
Now, I suggest you read this again.
We follow instructions from the Foreign Ministry.
Is that clear?
Joao: Yes, sir.
Tina: I believe this one is for the consul,
and this one is for you.
Joao: Miss Carvalho...
Aracy: Yes?
Joao: you must know about this circular.
Tina: Excuse me.
Aracy: Classified Circular 1127.
We are under strict orders to issue no more visas for Jews.
Joao: Yes,
but this consulate has been very open-handed with visas.
You used to issue them all the time.
Aracy: That changed.
We received clear instructions to restrict visas.
We have 3 more apartments to visit this afternoon.
Joao: OK.
Aracy: Oh, but I have to pick up my son from school today.
Joao: You have a son, didn't mention it.
Aracy: I try not to discuss my personal life at work.
Joao: OK.
Aracy: Eduardo.
He's 8.
My aunt usually collects him from school,
but today she can't.
Souza Ribeiro: Aracy, is there any coffee left,
Brazilian, I mean?
Aracy: I'll have some brought to your office.
Souza Ribeiro: Thank you. The local coffee's undrinkable.
It's getting harder to import our own.
Joao: Consul Ribeiro,
is she married?
Souza Ribeiro: Divorced.
Joao: Really? How? Divorce is not legal in Brazil.
Souza Ribeiro: Well, she had to go
all the way down to Mexico to get it.
That was some time ago,
but I believe it's finally come through.
Joao: Well, I looked into that myself,
but it was very complicated.
Souza Ribeiro: She was very determined.
Aracy: Double-check.
Tina: Yeah. Of course. Here you go, sir.
Souza Ribeiro: Thank you.
Tina: Have you noticed how the new deputy consul
can't take his eyes off of you?
Aracy: He's a married man, Tina. He has two daughters.
Tina: He's separated.
Aracy: And how would you know that?
Tina: I just do.
Aracy: Stop that.
Tina: He's a writer, a poet.
He won an award from the Academy of Letters,
and he's gorgeous.
Aracy: Tina, the only man I'm interested in is my son.
Hugo: Just one moment, please.
Margarethe...
they are deporting all Polish Jews from the country,
and here we are, drinking champagne
as if nothing had happened.
Margarethe: It was too late to cancel, and besides,
we're not even Polish.
Jews don't even consider me Jewish.
I'm too much of a free spirit.
Manya: Madam, we're almost out of champagne.
Margarethe: Mix it with soda water.
Hugo: Our guests will notice.
Margarethe: We Jews have been turning water into wine
for almost 2,000 years.
Hugo: So you're Jewish when it comes to miracles.
Margarethe: Now what, Manya?
Margarethe: How can we help you, sir?
We have some friends over tonight.
Zumkle: My name is Captain Thomas Zumkle.
I'm from Oberhausen like you.
Our families were neighbors.
When I was born,
my mother didn't have enough milk to feed me.
I'm only alive thanks to your mother Johanna.
You must leave Germany soon.
Liquidate as much cash as you can.
When the time comes, I'll send you a warning.
Margarethe: What was that story about your mother?
Hugo: I don't know.
I've never heard of it or of any Zumkle family from Oberhausen.
Margarethe: Then who is he? What does he want?
Hugo: If he wished us any harm,
he would hardly have come to warn us.
Maybe it's true, Margarethe.
He believes he has a debt to pay.
Margarethe: What should we do, then, leave Germany?
Zumkle: It's 400 miles to Poland.
Schaffer: We have the whole route under armed guard.
Zumkle: Give it back.
Man: Sorry, sir.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Zumkle: You're going to be a lot sorrier
if I have to repeat myself.
Give it back to its owner.
Schaffer: Should let them have their fun, Zumkle.
Zumkle: We're soldiers, not thieves.
Aracy: Katz, K-A-T-Z, for the next steamship to Rio,
and can you deliver his ticket to the consulate today, please?
Wonderful. Thank you.
Tina: Is everything all right?
Aracy: Oh, they blocked off entire streets
for these deportations.
The whole city's in chaos.
I still need to show the new consul around,
and I need to get my client out.
Tina: The one who's in hiding?
Aracy: Herbert Katz.
He's a dissident and a Polish Jew.
I just booked him onto the next steamship out.
Tina: Aracy, be careful.
You can get in trouble just for helping them.
You are not a diplomat.
You don't have diplomatic immunity.
Margarethe: I'd like to speak to the head
of the visa department, please-- Margarethe Levy.
Carlos: One moment.
Margarethe: I need visas for myself and my husband.
I can pay.
Aracy: I'm afraid my government
has placed restrictions on visas.
Margarethe: For Jews?
I've heard so much about the beautiful Brazilian landscape.
Surely, you welcome tourists.
I can pay for first-class tickets.
Aracy: Visas to my country are not for sale, Mrs. Levy.
Margarethe: Perhaps we will take our holidays
in Argentina this year instead.
Thank you so much.
Joao: I supposed you thought that last apartment
was wonderful, too.
Aracy: It was rather dark, but it's a cloudy day.
Joao: Had you met that woman before?
Aracy: Which woman?
Joao: The wealthy-looking one at the consulate.
Aracy: Deputy Consul, if you have something to say to me,
please go ahead.
Joao: I'm just asking who she was.
Aracy: Margarethe Levy. Her husband is a doctor.
That's all I know about her.
Thank you.
- Uh! - Agh! Uh!
- D'ah! Uh! - Uh!
- Aagh! - Uh!
Man: Uh!
Aah!
Soldier: Huh!
Aracy: They are going to kill him.
Joao: No.
Man:
Joao: I'm the deputy consul of Brazil
by official appointment to the consulate of Hamburg.
My name is Joao Guimaraes Rosa...
Soldier: Are you a Jew?
Joao: No.
Soldier: Then mind to your own business.
Joao: Leave this man alone.
Souza Ribeiro: Two official representatives
of the Brazilian government mixed up in a street brawl...
Joao: I was trying to prevent an assault.
Souza Ribeiro: with a female consulate employee.
What if something had happened to her?
Aracy: Did you want me, sir?
Joao: A man's life was in danger.
Aracy: We were trying to stop an assault.
Souza Ribeiro: Aracy, I called you here to listen,
not to speak.
We have no role to play in Germany's domestic politics.
As I've already indicated,
this is a particularly delicate moment diplomatically.
We cannot get involved.
Germany's Jews are none of our business,
understood?
Aracy: Yes, sir.
Joao: Yes, sir.
Souza Ribeiro: Rosa, please stay.
When I take my annual leave, I'm going to be entrusting
the smooth running of this consulate to you.
I recognize that you've arrived at a very difficult time.
This crisis between Germany and Poland keeps escalating.
The Germans are dumping thousands of Polish Jews
at the border.
The Poles won't take them back and are now threatening
to expel all German residents from Poland.
Meanwhile, 12,000 Jews are trapped in no-man's-land
in winter.
Sendel: I need to find something for us to eat tonight.
Don't ask him for money.
He has none to give us.
Joao: Where's Aracy?
Tina: She had to leave.
Joao: Where to?
Tina: Uh...
Joao: Is everything all right?
You left in rather a rush.
Aracy: I have an appointment,
and I'm not allowed to use the consulate car anymore.
Joao: Let me drive you, then.
Ahh...
Aracy: I hope Consul Ribeiro wasn't too harsh on you.
Joao: Uh, well, I got my first reprimand
in my first week
of my first foreign posting, so--
Aracy: I'm sorry.
Joao: What's in the package,
the one you put in your pocketbook?
Aracy: It's personal.
Joao: OK.
Aracy: Could you drive a little faster, please?
Joao: Isn't there a speed limit?
Aracy: Maybe I should drive.
Joao: I thought you were still taking lessons.
Aracy: Make a right here.
I said, turn right.
Joao: We were almost past it.
Aracy: I'll be quicker on foot.
Joao: You like me to run these people over?
Aracy: Thank you. Bye.
Joao: Mrs. Carvalho. Mrs. Carvalho!
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