I want to be a champion skater and a writer.
I want my picture in all the magazines.
Maybe I'll be a movie star.
I want to be different from all the other girls.
I want to be a modern woman. I want to travel.
I want to study languages-- languages and history.
I want to do everything.
I want to...
Anne! Anne!
Oh, that bratty Leo Koopmann. He thinks he's in love with me.
He's always looking at you.
Anne, do you want to come over...
and play Monopoly tomorrow?
Sanne, you know my grandmother is oming to visit.
Why don't you ask Hannah?
I'll be at shul.
So religious.
Anne! Anne!
Quikly.
Oops. Sorry.
-Well, I'm off. -Bye.
Bye.
o, no. I'm not saying you're a bad ook.
Of course. I'm sure your husband...
loves the way your strawberry jam is.
Mm-hmm.
-Hello, Mr. Kleiman. -Hello, Anne.
Miep, where's father?
One minute. He's in the storeroom...
with Mr. Kugler and Mr. Van Pels.
Thank you, Miep.
May I say how nice you look today?
The problem is you're using too much sugar.
VAN PELS: Too much nutmeg.
Not enough coriander.
I, uh...
black pepper with, uh...
black ginger.
No. Close.
Pim.
Your mother telephoned. She was quite worried.
You should've gone straight home.
What are you doing?
Mr. Kugler is trying out some new reipes.
Your mixing stilI needs work, but you may have something.
That's high praise indeed, Mr. Kugler.
As you know, Mr. Van Pels has an infallible nose.
Anne, a joke for you.
What is black and white and red all over?
What?
A newspaper.
Yeah?
You know, read, huh?
What a lovely book.
Thank you, Grandma.
Was it exciting coming all the way from Germany...
by yourself? Tell me everything.
you see? She's still as curious as ever.
Let me see your book. Let me see.
Wait. Grandma has another surprise.
And here's your present, Anne.
A fountain pen.
Look, Margot.
It's beautiful.
I'll treasure it always.
-Thank you, Grandma. -You're welome.
I'm so glad you ame to visit.
Grandma will be living with us from now on, girls.
-Would you like that? -Oh, yes.
AE: Very much.
Anne...
why don't you try out your new fountain pen?
Yes, I must--immediately.
-Exuse me. -Don't be too long.
The Goslars are expeting us.
Make sure she gets ready.
Let her have her fun, Edith.
You spoil her terribly, Otto.
She should've come straight home.
Oh, I'm starving.
And please mind your manners, Anne.
I know--like Margot.
I thought you liked the Goslars.
Of course I do.
I just wish Hannah Lee's family wasn't so religious.
I'd rather be at the movies.
ALL: Amen.
Hitler's only a fever, Hans.
Germany will reover. Mark my words.
And what's to keep that madman from annexing Holland...
and liberating his Germani brothers?
The Duth are different.
Sometimes, Otto, I think you have too much faith in people.
EDITH: Poor mother. She's used to better.
MRS. GOSLAR: God willing, Edith.
One day, we'll allgo home.
Until then, we get by.
Be thankful you've got entral heating.
Let me help you with those, Mrs. Goslar.
Oh, that's very kind of you.
such a sweet girl.
You're luky.
Hannah's got two left hands.
Sometimes I miss a full-time servant...
But we don't have money to pay servants.
The Dutch ones are hopeless anyway--
simply annot be relied on.
Mother?
Anne says you shouldn't call them servants.
Say, "maid."
God knows everything, but Anne knows everything better.
you like to spoil yourself
you like it even better when otherpeople spoil you.
Does that make me a bad person?
Good people and bad people have one thing in ommon.
They both make mistakes.
Only...
good people can admit their mistakes...
and learn from them.
Tell me about the Paulas.
That's a story for children, not a little woman like you.
o.
I want to hear it.
The Paulas live here with us.
You can't see them...
but sometimes if you keep absolutely still...
and really listen...
you can tell where they're hiding.
BOTH: But beware.
Beause you never know whih Paula you might find.
Good Paula...
or bad Paula who's always causing trouble.
I don't mean to be bad Paula...
but sometimes...
sometimes she just esapes.
Doesn't matter.
As long as you always keep good Paula in your heart.
Daddy, couldn't they be the same person...
good Paula and bad Paula?
Why...
Yes. I suppose that's possible.
Maybe good Paula's afraid...
of what people may think of her...
and that's why she's bad sometimes.
At least that's what I think.
You always told me l should think for myself.
So I did.
The papers say Hitler has his eye on Poland now.
Holland will stay neutral whatever happens.
Still, all this Nazi talk, bad for business.
I have fewer patients now, but no matter.
There will always be Jewish cavities to be filled.
Ha ha.
Say ah.
Ah.
Ah, ah, ah. Ah.
Mr. Pfeffer. ot until we're married.
Ha ha ha.
Wait!
It's not fair! You heated !
Anne! Come out of the water!
Otto, say something.
Anne, do as your mother says.
Play nicely with your sister.
You know it's not good for you to go swimming.
Here. Dry yourseIf off.
You never let me have any fun.
I don't want you getting sik. You know how frail you are.
Ahh.
Were we ever like that, Edith?
o, Otto.
We were never like that.
Oh, you're so funny!
Hey!
you took my strawberry.
Look at my two little movie stars.
Hee hee.
Would you like anything else?
Why was I not invited to this party?!
It's Mr. Goslar.
Look, it's your dad.
Ha ha ha.
Ha ha ha !
GOSLAR: you see?
And you told me he'd never come to Holland. Ha ha ha.
Happy birthday, Anne.
We must have a piture. A piture, please.
Yes, Daddy. -A piture?
-AdoIf as your birthday present? -
The girls and Unle Adolf.
Hannah, point to your dad. Everyone point to Unle Adolf.
It's very good.
Germany invades Poland...
and the free state ofDanzig...
ending the efforts and hopes ofdiplomats...
forpeaceful settlement.
The roar ofgunfire replaces the talk ofstatesmen...
and the curtain of war falls over Europe.
Get out!
Order of the Swastika !
Lousy traitor!
-Boo! -Sit down!
...huge French guns move to the front.
-When will the piture start? -Soon, Anne. Soon.
The nation's first bulwark ofdefense.
Wasn't Norma Shearer beautif ul?
Much too pretty to lose her head.
I didn't like the king very much, though.
Tyrone Power was much more handsome.
Just like the boy I'm going to marry.
You've already hosen?
Oh, no. Too many admirers.
Just like poor Marie Antoinette.
The war won't come here, will it, Daddy?
o.
I don't think I'd like that very much.
Oh, Anne. The British wilI see to Herr Hitler.
Violating repeat proclamation...
ofHolland's neutrality in the current conflict...
German troops...
What is it?
Anne!
What do you think you're doing?
Well, grab one.
I ask you, Mr. Gies...
what good is the Dutch army in the face ofa Blitzkrieg?
They'll be riding to the front on bicycles.
I wish I could disagree with you...
but I'm afraid I can't.
All this talk ofan invasion is nonsense.
Why haven't they? What's stopping them?
Why don't you stay out ofit?
I'll do the thinking, if you please.
Ha. Mr. Frank listens to his wife.
You see what he's like? Knows all the answers.
Beware of marriage, Mr. Gies.
In my experiene, its merits are greatly overrated.
Hear, hear.
My sister begged me to send the children to London...
-to live with her. -And will you?
How can I keep them safe there?
It's better if we stay together. Hope for the best.
Ah, here's a joke for you.
-We've heard it. -Ha ha.
Five days was all it took.
ow people are throwing themselves out of windows.
Where does pani get us, Hans? We learn to adapt.
We adapted in Germany.
I wanted my baby to be born in a different world.
ot like the one we left.
It's Frankfurt all over again.
o. I mustn't let myseIf think that.
ot now.
I have a friend who installed yesterday.
Very good, very good.
ls that good?
ext. Come on. Keep moving.
ext in line.
What's going on, Pim? Why do we have to be here?
It's just a formality, Anne, like a ensus.
You know, bureauray.
Anneliese Marie Frank.
Otto--Otto Frank.
WOMAN: Katherine!
Anne, Hannah, wait for me.
ls this her? She's adorable.
Her name's Gabi.
I'm still not used to having a sister.
She keeps me busy all the time.
You mustn't spoil her, Hannah. o one likes a spoiled hild.
I'm not sure if I are for your outfit, Luy.
If you don't mind me saying so.
Mother makes me wear it.
She said we should show some allegiane...
whatever that means.
Papa's been out of work for so long.
Mother said Hitler would make jobs here...
the same way he did in Germany.
Lucy! What are you doing?
Get away from those girls!
Not to worry, Mr. Kleiman.
We'll beat the nazis at their own game--
paperwork.
Beause Petaon is registered as a Jewish business...
it's neessary to create an entirely new company...
and with your permission, Jan...
I'd like to call it Gies and Company.
Whatever I can do to help...
but you must be areful, Mr. Frank.
The bureaurats are silent ollaborators.
You'll be listed as supervisory diretor...
but no responsibilities.
Mr. Kugler will take over day-to-day operations...
along with Mr. Kleiman.
lt'll be a purely Aryan enterprise...
all stritly legal.
On paper, I won't exist.
Brian, bring your wheelbarrow!
ls there something wrong with us, the Jews?
o. o, you must never think that.
We must've done something awful.
o.
I was a little girl like you in Vienna when the war ame...
and there wasn't enough food to eat.
One day, my mother bundled me up...
and she took me to the train station.
She put me on a train to Holland...
she hung a sign around my nek, and she said good-bye.
Didn't she love you anymore?
Yes, she did.
That's why she did it. There was food here...
and families willing to share it.
I didn't know that at the time.
I felt so sik and so alone, but when I got a little older...
I realized good people sometimes find themselves in trouble...
without having done anything wrong.
Do you think I'm a good person?
Yes. I do.
Only one?
We'll get another one later when times are better.
This one's yours...
to prove that someone's finally going to make...
an honest Dutch woman out of you.
I'm already honest.
Miss Santroushitz?
Your turn.
Oh ! I do, I do!
Ha ha ha !
I nowpronounce you man and wife.
More dancing!
Music and champagne.
Who isn't?
You have two left feet.
Gone.
you dance divinely, Miep.
-Oh, thank you, Anne. -You, too, Jan.
She leads. I just follow.
May I see your ring again, please, Miep?
I want one just like it when I get married...
and a husband like Jan, too.
You'll find him. I did.
May I?
Oh, please, Curly. Just one more dane.
Oh, sit down, please, Putti.
You'll only make a fool of yourself.
Surely you wouldn't refuse a lady's invitation, Mr. Frank.
Well, I'm afraid that at the moment...
you have a rival, Mrs. Van Pels.
Mademoiselle.
Charmed, sir.
TEACHER: The name ofthe man...
who disovered the basi laws of geometry was Pythagoras.
Write it down, please.
P-y-t-h...
a-g-o-r-a-s.
Ahem.
Yes?
I'm afraid that however interesting...
your lesson might be, I can't see it.
Ah. Well, um...
you, will you hange plaes with Miss, um...
Frank. Frank.
Change, please.
The square on the hypotenuse...
AE: I like your eyes, Jaque.
They're the first thing I notied about you.
People say my hair is my most attrative feature.
Do you think they're right?
Yes, of course.
You know, we live on Merwedeplein.
It's not far away. You can come to my house if you want.
We can do our homework together. I'd like that very much.
So would I.
We're going to be famous friends. I can tell.
At the Montessori shool, I was very popular.
I cried when Mrs. Kuprus told us we couldn't go there anymore.
At my shool, there were these awful boys.
They started alling us Jew-girls.
We were so sared, we ran away.
AE: I don't know. Maybe it's better this way.
Think about it. If it hadn't been for the Germans...
we never would have met.
This is Moortje.
She's going to have kittens soon...
beause she keeps meeting lots of men.
Anne.
Mommy, would it be all right if Jaque stayed over one night?
If she wants to.
Wait. I have a better idea.
I'll come over to your house.
We can talk about things they don't want us to.
JACqUE: you want to see something really magical?
Mother designed that.
The best people used to wear her dresses.
She stopped making them when the war started.
She thinks they're out of plae.
After the war, I'm only going to wear the finest of clothes.
Miss Anne Frank was radiant at the Prine's Ball last night...
wearing a beautiful gown of gold lae.
Joop Ter Heul!
You've read it?
Three times. I love Cissy Van Marxveldt.
She's my favorite writer.
Didn't you love the part when Leo proposes to Joop?
Here. I'll be Joop and you be Leo.
Hold my hand.
Let go of my hand, Leo.
What if I told you that you were my one true darling?
Oh, Leo.
Kiss me, Joop.
Ha ha ha !
Jaque, if I tell you a seret...
will you promise not to tell anyone?
I promise.
I've never been kissed by a boy before.
Have you?
What was it like, kissing?
lt was--
You'll find out.
I want to be a real woman with a woman's body.
Ha ha ha !
I'd love to know what one feels like. May I?
o.
But we're best friends, aren't we?
Ofcourse we are. We'll always be best friends.
If one of us ever has to go away...
let's promise to exhange letters.
Promised.
We measure the circumference ofa circle...
in which the formula 2 Pi r--
Write it down, please.
quite the chatterbox, aren't you, Miss Frank?
Well, perhaps you'd like to share your wisdom with us.
A little essay, perhaps, entitled...
Quak, Quak, Quak Went Mrs. Quakenbush.
Let's say 500 words.
Due tomorrow.
Ugh. These blakout drapes make everything so stuffy.
I feel as if I'm suffoating sometimes.
It's all in your head.
you know that isn't true.
I'm a very deliate reature, Mr. Frank.
Very deliate.
I tell you, the Germans will lose this war.
And I keep asking you when?
We must be thankful for what blessings we have.
Blessings? Otto, really--
Our families are still together. That's enough.
Attention, everyone.
Ahem. "Quak, Quak, Quak, Said Mrs. Quakenbush.
"A story by Anne Frank."
Go ahead, Anne. We're all listening.
"Once upon a time there was a mother duck...
"and three beautiful duklings who lived in a lake...
"ruled by a proud swan.
"Quak, quak, quak, said Mrs. Quakenbush to her brood.
"Quak, quak, quak, said the duklings.
"Keep your voies down ! roared the swan...
"his feathers all in a ruffle.
"Be quiet, or I'll bite you and then you'll never quak again.
"This swan was not a nice swan. He was a black swan...
"and all the other duks in the lake were afraid of him...
"but not Mrs. Quakenbush.
"you won't bite these children...
"she said to the swan...
"who answered, I'll do exactly what Iplease.
"They're only ugly little ducklings...
"and I am their master.
"And then he began to bite the ducklings.
"Save us, mama ! The poor little duklings cried...
"and then Mrs. quackenbush began to quack.
"She quacked, and she quacked, and she quacked.
"Stop it! Stop that infernal quaking, cried the swan...
"putting his wings over his ears...
"but Mrs. quackenbush did not stop...
"not until the black swan flew away, never to return.
"She gathered her ducklings around her...
"and together they swam off happily ever after...
"singing, quak, quak, quak."
Right up here.
I've been thinking. lt might be a good idea...
to take over the building behind us.
I'll show you what I have in mind.
It's two rooms and the bathroom below...
an attic upstairs.
It's a perfect laboratory space, wouldn't you say?
A plae for Mr. Van Pels and me...
to ook up our little experiments.
-What do you say? -Yeah. Why not?
Business is good. The war.
We can afford to expand. Yeah.
MAN: There you are. Next.
The Germans are feeling espeially generous today.
Four stars for a single textile oupon.
Must we be branded now, too?
So it appears.
And we must pay for the privilege.
Aren't you going to miss shool now it's almost over?
I am. Espeially history. I love history.
such a long walk to the Lyeum.
I miss having a bike.
Personally, I'm glad mine was stolen.
At least the Germans didn't get it.
Oh, Miss Quakenbush !
Quak, quak, quak!
They can be so childish sometimes.
Look. lsn't it darling?
I asked Daddy to buy it for me for my thirteenth birthday.
It's going to be the best ever. The most smashing.
Oh, sorry.
Um, you're Anne Frank.
You go to shool with my ousin Wilma.
I'm Hello. Hello Silberberg.
Oh, hello...Hello. Ha ha ha.
This is my best friend Jaque.
How do you do?
Perhaps you'd allow me to buy you a hot hoolate?
I love hoolate. Choolate?
ls your name really Hello?
Helmuth, but my grandfather doesn't like it...
so he alls me Hello instead.
But don't your parents think it's funny?
I don't know. I haven't seen them in four years.
You ame all by yourself?
lt must've been so-- so dangerous.
I've never had an adventure like that before.
I suppose Oma did...
but she never talked about it much.
She died last winter. She had aner.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I never got to tell her how much I loved her.
I'd like very much to see you again...
if that would be all right.
You don't have a girlfriend, do you?
Well, there's Orzula, of course. She's very pretty.
Oh, really?
But not as interesting as you are.
We can meet on Wednesday evenings.
My grandparents think I go to woodarving lessons...
but atually I go to silene meetings.
I'm not a fanati or anything.
You know, mostly everyone just yells.
I'd much rather be with you.
Well, here I am.
I can call for you then?
That would be nice.
Until Wednesday, then.
Bye.
Good-bye.
Aah !
Come in, Miep.
Sit down.
You've no doubt read...
how the Germans have emptied the provines of Jews...
and sent them all here to Amsterdam.
Our own Jewish ounil urges ooperation.
There's talk of mass deportations, labor amps.
Remember those poor boys they rounded up last February?
They were sent to labor amps. ot one ame bak.
Miep, I have a great seret to onfide in you.
Edith, the children, and l are going into hiding.
Mr. Van Pels and his family will join us.
I'm not going to wait for the Nazis to drag us away.
We'll simply disappear.
Where will you go?
Here.
I don't understand.
In the annexe at the bak of this building.
We'll make the move on the sixteenth ofJuly.
That's less than a month away.
Kleiman and Kugler have been helping...
to move in ertain belongings and supplies a little at a time.
We'lI need someone to rely on for necessities...
to act as caretaker.
You know how much I trust you here in the office...
but what I'm asking--well, what I'm asking of you now--
Yes. I'll do it. Of course.
Think, Miep.
lt'll be a great burden, not without risk.
The penalties are bound to be severe.
I said yes. I meant it.
Thank you, Miep.
Anne and Margot, do they know?
o, not yet.
Let them enjoy their lives for a little while longer.
Pim. Thank you, Pim. Thank you so much.
Thank you, thank you, Pim. Oh, I love you, Daddy.
It's beautiful.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
She's just exited.
I'm sure.
Quite a glamour girl, wouldn't you say?
The soles are almost like real leather.
You're so luky.
I know. Ha ha ha.
Anne, who's that boy?
Um, that's Peter Van Pels.
He's always hammering something out...
in the garden behind us. He's a dope.
Mommy says I have to be nice to him...
'cause his father works with Pim.
-I think he's ute. -Cute?
Peter, would you like a bisuit?
-Um... -Anne baked them herself.
Great. I'd love one, thank you.
-Come in. -Thank you.
I'll get Anne.
-Hello. -Hi.
Good afternoon, everyone.
Take your seats.
Everyone.
The show is about to begin.
Oh, Anne, those are for you.
-Thank you. -You're welome.
I know what you're thinking...
but I'm not in love with anybody.
We're just friends.
HELLO: My grandparents don't approve ofmy seeing you.
They say you're not old enough.
Well, you shouldn't do anything...
your grandparents don't approve of.
Love always finds a way.
I'lI see you later, then.
-Good-bye. -Good-bye.
Margot, what do you think of Hello?
He's--he's very nice.
And decent.
It's easy to see he's in love with you.
Yes. It's rather fun.
How old were you when you got your period?
Anne? Little girls shouldn't talk of such things.
I'm tired of being a little girl.
I want to be a woman.
Well, it's different for every girl.
Woman.
Your turn will come.
You just have to be patient.
For how long?
-Frank? -Yes.
Sign here.
Margot.
I have to go over to the Van Pels'.
Don't answer the door until I get bak, do you understand?
Why? What's the matter?
Your--your father's gotten a summons.
Don't worry. He's made plans.
I'll come bak as quickly as I can.
Anne has to be told.
Break it to her as gently as you can.
And remember, keep absolutely still.
They're to think no one's home.
-I understand. -All right.
Anne.
Come in, sit down.
What's happening?
They've come for Margot.
We always thought they would come for Otto or me.
But never the children.
Where's Otto?
Visiting some friends at the Truat hospital.
I planned for the sixteenth, but this hanges everything.
Otto will know what to do.
Daddy. I thought I'd never see you again.
Oh, don't be silly, Anne.
What's happened?
Anne, listen to me.
I want you and Margot to pak a ruksak.
There won't be any time tomorrow.
-Daddy, what's going on? -I'll explain everything later.
-ow go. -Come on.
Call Mr. Kleiman. He has instrutions.
Feth Miep and Jan. Have them come around, and...
see you're off the streets by urfew.
These pitures are important.
Anne, I know it's hard, but you have to try and be sensible.
I don't are.
My stars mean everything to me.
Jaque's on the phone.
-Jaque? -Yes.
And remember...
Hello, Jaque?
Anne, you won't believe it.
Joop's got a baby now.
Did you ever think she'd become a mother?
Who?
Joop. Joop Ter Heul.
Haven't you seen the new Cissy Van Marxveldt book?
I'm almost halfway through.
lt sounds divine.
I'll come up tomorrow. We can read it together.
you can be Joop, and I'll be Leo...
just like the last time.
All right.
I'lI see you tomorrow.
I can't wait to show you the cover.
It's so darling.
I have to go now.
Our guests are here.
-Good-bye, Jaque. -Yes?
Miep and Jan.
Right through here.
Go on, now, finish paking your clothes.
Jan.
Mr. Frank, here, let me.
Mm-hmm.
Jan, help Mr. Frank.
This'll put people off the trak.
If anyone inquires...
tell them that we've gone to Switzerland.
Oh. Post this to my mother in Bautzen.
You understand.
You know what to do.
Tomorrow.
How long will we be in hiding?
A few weeks.
Perhaps a month or two.
Until the war's over.
Where will we go?
Will it be in town?
-The ountry? -You'll know tomorrow.
We'll all be together. That's the main thing.
Will I be able to write to Jaque?
She must never know.
Moortje?
Can I take Moortje with me?
I'm sorry.
We'll leave some food and a note for the neighbors.
It isn't fair!
o. o.
Don't worry. We'lI see you soon.
Hurry, Margot, before it gets light.
Bye.
Please...
bak inside, everyone.
Everything will be fine.
You'lI see.
Edith.
Leave everything.
Moortje.
We can't live in the past, Edith.
Only the future.
Hmm?
Anne, quickly, please.
MA: I'll speak to my brother.
And Margot?
-She's waiting here. -Oh, thank God.
DearJacqueline...
you're the only person I can tell about what happened...
But you must promise not to say a word to anyone.
Don't answer any questions about where we've gone.
Ifyou do, it could be very dangerous for us.
Since you've never had to disappear...
I'll try to give you an idea ofour life.
I call our hiding place "the secret annexe. "
And strange as it may seem, it's actually quite cozy here.
you'd be surprised to find out...
that we'rejust above Daddy's office.
Up the back staircase and behind a small door.
Open the door, take one giant step...
and voila.
Daddy and Mommy's room is right behind the staircase.
Margot and I reside next door.
We've even got a bathroom.
Upstairs, there's a larger room with a kitchen.
The Van Pels sleep there at night...
but during the day, it's a big living room.
We have to stay upstairs...
as long as the workers are still in the building.
Peter Van Pels has a room offto the side...
much smaller than mine.
And there's an attic for storage.
There are warehouses on both sides of us...
and neighbors all around.
We have to be invisible day and night.
At first, it was only Daddy and me...
doing most ofthe work.
Mummy and Margot eventually got over their shock...
and started to help.
Shirts.
It was amazing to see how many ofour things...
Daddy had managed to sneak away.
I wasn't the only one who brought my memories with me.
Daddy kept his old soldier's trunk.
It was hard for all of us...
not to think about the life we had left behind.
I miss my old room...
but at least I have my movie stars to keep me company.
With a little luck...
we can all be happy here until we go back home.
And now our annexe really is secret.
Mr. Kugler and Mr. Kleiman had a bookcase built...
in front of our little doorway.
you have to be careful when you go downstairs...
to bend down low and try not to bump your head.
Everything was ready...
by the time the Van Pels arrived on July 13th.
-They're here. -Well done. Come in, come in.
I need oxygen.
Well, I told Mr. Van Pels...
that I'm not going anywhere without my little potty.
Peter Van Pels...
dope that he is, brought his cat...
even though Daddy told him not to.
Mrs. Van Pels asked me to love Peter like a brother.
That's impossible.
Mommy says he's shy, but I think he's rather boring.
Now we're to have anotherguest.
The other day, Daddy announced...
we have an opportunity to save one ofour acquaintances.
Mr. Pfeffer has asked me about a hiding plae.
Now, we know this will only add to your worries...
so the final deision rests with you.
It's just as dangerous for seven as it is for eight.
So we're agreed.
From what we can tell...
Mr. Pfeffer is quite congenial...
for a dentist anyway.
That's all I had better write for now.
I'm sure we'lI see each other again, Jacqueline...
but probably not before the war's over.
Until then, a little kiss from your best friend, Anne.
-Good morning, Miep. -Good morning, Mr. Frank.
Good morning, Miep. Here you are.
Some igarettes, if you don't mind, Miep.
And some peppermint tea. I've been having...
the most frightful dizzy spells lately.
Things are harder and harder to come by.
Whatever you can do will be fine, for all of us.
So, Miep, what's the news?
Have you seen Jaque? I have a letter for her...
but Daddy won't let me give it to you.
When I finish with the shopping, we'lI have our talk.
And what of our friend Mr. Pfeffer?
He can't come tomorrow. He has patients.
The idea !
-What nerve. -Tomorrow's Friday.
Tell Mr. Pfeffer we will expet him Monday.
That'll give him time to settle his affairs...
but not a day later.
I'lI see to it.
Miep, you remember one of our salesmen, Mr. Wihtor.
Mm-hmm. May I take your oat?
How are sales?
-Oh, what? Bad. -Mm-hmm.
Through the summer, very bad.
I hear that...
Noir.
Oir, oir.
black.
Ah.
Oh, Mr. Pfeffer.
Mr. Pfeffer.
But...you... you're in Switzerland.
o, no, that was only a story.
-Hello, Mr. Pfeffer. -Mrs. Frank.
-Welome. -Pfeffer.
-Well, here it is, Mr. Pfeffer. -ie to meet you.
Don't worry. It's only like this...
when the workers downstairs are out to lunh.
For the rest of the day, it's quiet.
You'lI have to learn the rules, of course.
There are sads of rules.
Mr. Pfeffer appreiates the value of disipline.
Here idleness is our enemy.
Our m work and hope.
Listen to the Prussian offier.
Breakfast is at 9:00 a.m...
exept on Sundays and holidays when it's 1 1 :30.
Lunh is from 1 :15 to 1 :45.
And then we expect visitors.
Visitors?
Our helpers, of course. Here.
Thank you.
Dinner after the nightly news broadasts...
and lights out promptly at 10:00.
Parlez-vous Français, Monsieur Pfeffer?
Oui, oui. Je parle un peu.
Comment ça va, madame?
What does that mean?
My poor Charlotte.
She thinks I've been spirited away to the ountry.
Who would ever believe that I'm right here...
in the enter of Amsterdam?
Would you like some more vegetables, Mr. Pfeffer?
Thank you.
I think we're all very fortunate here.
It's a ridiulous thing to say.
I don't think it's ridiculous at all.
It's a wonder I don't cry all the time...
thinking about my friends.
Has she been taking her valerium drops? Be quiet.
Putti, you're spoiling my digestion.
Children know nothing of what goes on in the world.
Hear, hear.
Where's my pillow?
What have you done with it this time?
I ate it.
How am I supposed to know where it is?
you keep losing everything.
Here!
Your preditions never come true.
When have I ever been wrong?
When have you ever been right?
Anne in there with Mr. Pfeffer.
He's so old.
Anne's still a hild. She won't mind.
We used to have such fun before.
Before we were married, you mean.
Ah, do you always take so long?
Only as long as I need to.
I have to have a word with your father.
Don't touch me.
Listen to them.
Every night, the same raket.
lt would have been different with the Goslars.
With two children and a baby on the way.
We've been over this, Edith.
If the baby had cried, what then?
lt would have given us all away.
This is no plae for a woman as pregnant as she was.
At least I could have taken are of her.
I still can't believe it. Mother and baby both dead.
Mother, don't.
lt would have been different if...
if I had been there to help.
You don't know that, Edith.
That's just it, Otto.
I will never know.
You have to try not to think of things outside these walls.
It's hard, I know...
but we can't be responsible for everyone.
Just for ourselves.
-You mustn't do that. -I can't help it.
I like wathing people.
Sometimes I make up stories for them...
imagining what their lives are like.
What ours would be like if...
MARGOT: Anne.
Margot, don't I look different to you?
Different?
Anne, have you...
I wanted it to be my own sweet little seret for a while.
I've only told Bep.
She fethed some things from the hemist for me.
I'm happy for you, really.
If only people will just stop treating me like a hild...
Are you busy after shool?
GIRL: Do you think they have Jewish schools in Switzerland?
Of course they do...
but there aren't any Germans to fore you to go there.
I still can't believe she left her shoes behind.
She was so proud of them, remember?
-You really saw them? -Right on the floor.
Like she just kiked them off.
Did you see the diary?
-It was gone. -But we looked.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, my--
my wife.
They took her away last night.
-He sent you this. -You've seen Fritz?
Can't you even tell me where he is?
I don't know.
-See that he gets this. -Of course.
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
Tell him I love him, that I'll wait.
Mm-hmm.
Aah !
Damn you, you beasts.
CHURCHILL ON RADIO: There've been disasters...
far more bloody...
than anything we have experienced so far in this.
But in the end...
all the oppositions fell together...
and all our foes submitted.
Can't stand to hear that man.
Halfthe time I don't even know what he's saying.
This is not the end.
It is possibly the beginning of the end...
and it is ertainly the end of the beginning--
do you know what that means, Mr. Frank?
Ah, Putti!
If you ask me, the British should spend more time...
bombing Germany...
and less time drinking tea.
Shut up already.
Shh.
-Stop messing around. -Try to fix it.
Every time you try to fix something, it only gets worse.
The Amerians, Otto, why don't they come?
Why do they take so long?
They got their hands full fighting the Japanese.
You mustn't despair, Edith. The invasion will come.
They'll be here soon.
Yes, but...will we?
Daddy, will you please ask Mr. Pfeffer...
why he thinks it's so unreasonable of me...
to insist upon me being able to use my own desk?
I have important work to do.
Work, you understand?
And besides, there are other places you can go.
This writing ofyours...
you can do it in the attic, perhaps.
It's only a diary, after all.
-A hildish pastime. -Childish?
Now, now, we needn't argue.
What Ipropose is this...
uh, Anne should have the desk, say, twie a week...
from 4:00 in the afternoon until 5:30...
and Mr. Pfeffer may use it the rest of the time.
But, Pim...
Are we agreed?
We alI have to make small sacrifices, Anne.
You mean me. I have to make the sarifies.
And it isn't small. I'm not a little girl anymore.
Mr. Pfeffer has a right to the desk.
And don't I have rights?
I work just as hard as anybody else here.
I just don't want that man...
poring through my private thoughts.
That's easily remedied, don't you think?
I have it.
Here.
This will keep your diary safe from prying eyes.
Thank you, Daddy.
My little woman.
-Pardon me. -Oh.
ever let it be said that Anne Frank failed...
in her so-alled studies on my aount.
Thank you.
My Pim !
Help me!
PETER: I think they're bombing the airport.
Get away from that window.
Don't be afraid. Listen, those are British planes.
-They're oming to save us. -o, it doesn't sound like it.
Peter, come down !
What are you doing?
ot everyone here is an ex-soldier.
Aah !
This is my partnerMr. Kleiman.
Pleased to meet you.
-Our indispensable Miep. -Hello.
-And Bep. -ie to meet you.
This is Mr. Van Maaren.
He will be taking over as foreman.
At least until Bep's father feels well enough to return.
I'm not much for talk...
but if it's a hard worker you're looking for...
-I'm your man. -Fine.
Show Mr. Van Maaren the storeroom, please, Bep.
I'll do it.
Our salesmen give their orders to Bep once a week.
Everything you need to fill your orders is right here.
We have two kinds of Petaon produts--spies and jams.
Wow, this would feth a pretty penny...
on the black market.
I wouldn't know about that.
Uh, your office is going to be in here.
What's this blue paint for?
Ah, that's to keep the spies out of the light.
Hmm?
What does Miep think?
She doesn't trust him. She thinks he's a thief.
A thief?
Ah, she's very protetive.
AE: Shelling peas is so boring.
I can never be a housewife.
It's like being in prison.
It's only temporary.
Your father will be bak soon enough, I'm sure of it.
o.
They say it's aner.
So much suffering in the world.
ls that all you can say, mother?
That will only make matters worse.
Honestly, I don't know how you could be so thik sometimes.
Anne! That's no way to talk to your mother.
Don't listen to them, Bep.
You know what I do...
when things get diffiult?
I go upstairs.
There's a window in the attic...
where you can see the old chestnut tree in the yard.
lt has the most wonderful branhes.
When they're in full bloom...
it's beautiful.
When I look out...
I feel better somehow.
Makes me wonder...
if God is a lot loser than most people think.
Did you read that in one ofyour books?
such a font of knowledge you've beome.
I suppose I'm just hopeless.
Exuse me.
Don't you think you should apologize to your mother?
She can be such a trial sometimes.
You're quite a trial yourself.
So people keep reminding me.
It's only natural for a girl, um--
I mean, a young woman of your age.
Stop!
I don't want to hear that I'm like all other girls.
I'm not.
I'm me. Anne Frank.
Anne, your mother's your staunhest defender.
I've heard her with Mrs. Van Pels.
She's your friend.
I don't want her to be a friend.
I need her to be a mother.
Someone I can look up to.
To set an example.
Your mother's a kind, generous woman.
She's a dutiful wife, she's...
borne a great deal without omplaint.
you always take her side.
But I've seen the way you kiss her.
You kiss her the same way you kiss me and Margot.
I think even you're not in love with her.
ever say that.
You wouldn't want me to take away your diary, would you?
Daddy.
I'm sorry.
I'm really, really sorry.
I just-- I can't help the way I feel.
Mommy and I...
we're so different.
We're like night and day.
She doesn't understand anything about me.
Have you tried to understand her?
Anne.
You all right?
I must have fallen asleep.
How long have you been wathing me?
Oh, I've just come up. Honest.
Um, beans from the storeroom.
Everyone's gone now, so it's safe to bring them up.
Mmm.
What do you think you're doing?
What's in that building bak there?
lt does not belong to us.
ls that right?
You are supposed to be at lunh. Get out.
Go.
Kugler's reords are getting sloppy.
The urtains in the front office...
they're open again.
They're always open on weekends, Mr. Pfeffer.
Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot.
Then tell me, how am I to ollet any papers?
Surely no one wilI see.
That's how it starts.
o one wilI see. o one will hear.
o one will pay any attention.
Then what?
Hello, Peter.
Hi.
Did you bring the bread?
Give me the keys. I'll do it myself.
And get rid of that at.
You look ridiulous.
Like you're wearing one of your mother's preious furs.
Dummkopf.
I think it's beastly the way he treats you.
Don't mind him.
He gets like that when he hasn't had his igarettes.
I like it when you smile.
Really?
Sort of makes your eyes sparkle.
You have pretty eyes.
o. I'm not pretty.
Yes, you are.
o, I'm not.
Well, you'll just have to believe me, then.
MA: Have you weighed this bunch?
Ah. I was wondering where that had got to.
Thank you.
So it's your wallet, then, is it?
I've just told you.
You were in the warehouse last night?
That's right.
Why?
I don't have to explain myself to you.
Didn't a ertain Mr. Frank...
work here in the office at one time?
A Jew?
What's that got to do with anything?
What happened to him?
He...disappeared.
Disappeared?
That's right.
Now, if you'll exuse me...
If it's a reward you're looking for...
I'm sorry to disappoint you.
Oh, I got my reward all right.