The lavatory's blocked again
Father's trying to unjam it
He's fished out several pounds of excrement and strawberry recipes
which is what we've been using as toilet paper.
Is it fixed yet?
Everything's so embarrassing.
We all know each other's secrets
Margot's an idiot if she thinks no-one notices her little packages.
I'm afraid it's still blocked.
- What are you going to do with that? - Burn it.
- We've got to use these. - Oh, you must be joking.
It's all right for you, you've got a spout.
Edith, turn off the tap.
- Miep says the plumber's arriving soon. - What, already?
- It's nearly half past eight. - What if he comes upstairs?
Peter! Shut up and put that down!
You oaf!
The banging went on for hours.
We kept on praying he could fix it from downstairs
Thank goodness he did
The lavatory's working again
but everyone's been in a foul mood all day
And they all gang up on me, it's been driving me crazy
Margot never takes my side, she never does anything wrong
Why did I have to have HER for a sister
Only Father comes to my rescue.
Without him, I wouldn't be able to stick it out here.
No, thank you.
Eat your cabbage, pet.
The potatoes are quite enough.
But cabbage is good for you, I'm sure your parents would agree.
- Do eat it up, Anne. - I don't want to!
- Don't snap at your mother! - I can do what I like. Please, Father!
She doesn't want it, Mrs Van Daan.
If you ask me, that child's spoilt.
That would never happen in our house.
My dear boy was brought up to do as he was told, weren't you, sweetie?
- Now, if she were my daughter... - But she's not.
And if you don't mind me saying, you're not eating yours either.
Excuse me, Mr Frank, but cabbage gives me wind.
You find that funny, do you?
- She's such a twit. - Anne!
She gets on your nerves too, you just don't say so.
She doesn't want to be here any more than we do.
Stop being reasonable
And as for Peter, Mummy's little treasure,
I've never known such a geek.
- What are you doing? - It's all those beans.
- What do you think RSVP means? - Danger.
It means please reply, idiot.
We started our classes this month.
Geography, French, horrible Maths.
You've no idea what agony it is, sitting still for four hours
When we go back to school.'
I've learnt two new words today,
"courtesan" and "brothel".
Stop playing with that silly cat, sweetie.
I've rubbed out the crossword so you can do it now.
All clear. I'm bursting.
- Fetch the bread, Son. - He's doing the crossword.
- He hasn't got very far, has he? - That's one of Peter's jobs
Every day the baker delivers five loaves of bread and leaves them downstairs
It doesn't look suspicious because people think they're for the staff.
Mr Frank, can I ask you a favour?
- Of course. - Would you give Peter lessons, too?
- How about asking me first? - Putti!
What do you think you're going to teach him?
Mr Frank, he's already behind at school. You're so clever.
Unlike some people I could mention.
Do I have your permission, Mr Van Daan?
Go ahead. It will do him good.
Then if the girls agree,
I'd be delighted.
Thank you, Mr Frank!
- You're the dearest man in the world! - Stop it!
How would you like it if my mother started flirting with your husband?
Thank heavens for Miep.
Every day she brings us our grocerie and news of the outside world.
Have you got my shampoo?
I'm afraid there wasn't any in the shops.
What am I going to wash my hair with? Soap?
I tried three shops. I'll search again tomorrow.
- She's doing her best. - Have you been past my school?
Did you see any of my friends? Couldn't you go in there and ask?
Anna, she hasn't any time.
They're rounding up more Jews.
They've raised the reward to 25 guilders.
Bep's boyfriend is being sent to fight in Germany.
Poor Bep.
They've raided the Van Daans' apartment and taken away all their belongings.
Girls, don't tell them.
It makes me ashamed to be German.
We're no longer German. Hitler took that away from us long ago.
Please stay with us, Miep, you promised.
You and Jan can have our room downstairs.
- Don't pester her. - We get so frightened in the dark.
I want you to be here, with us.
I'm going to get my period soon, I can tell.
I keep finding a white smear in my panties.
- What does it feel like? - I don't want to talk about it.
- Please. - Ask Mother. Mother?
- I wish you were nicer to her. - I am nice to her!
But she always takes it the wrong way and snaps at me.
Do you know what she said the other day? I was always looking on the bright side.
- Since when was that a fault? - But you always snap at her.
But she doesn't understand me.
Nor do you.
I wish my friends were here!
You're not the only one.
Do you think I want to be cooped up here? That I don't miss my friends?
You're not so special. You just make more noise about it.
Everybody loves you.
I'm not even pretty.
Do you think I'm pretty?
You're OK, I suppose.
You mean I'm ugly.
- You've got nice eyes. - Is that all?
- Boys seem to like you. - That's true.
But what good's that going to do me here?
I feel wicked sleeping in a warm bed while out there
my dearest friends are at the mercy of the cruellest monster
who ever stalked the earth.
Can I get in?
- Come to me, darling. - I want Pim.
- Can I get in? - Come on, then.
Put that out!
No lights.
It's all right for you! You've been in the trenches!
We have to have rules. To hell with the rules!
Please, Daddy!
All right, darling.
All right.
Today it's Saturday, and the warehousemen aren't around
so we can get up late, and have our baths
We can go anywhere in the house, but I like to use our toilet.
Mr Van Daan takes his bath in Peter's room
while Mrs Van Daan has yet to take a bath
She's waiting to see which is the best place
Mother washes in the living room, behind a screen
while Father takes his bath in the office downstairs
I wish they'd all hurry up.
Please stay up here for the next half an hour.
- I've got it. I've got it. - It's not heavy. Right, right.
Dad, the water!
Useless boy!
Peter baths downstairs in the radio room, you see
and he's terrified that someone's going to walk in on him.'
His precautions are rather pathetic, aren't they?
Mother!
And Margot baths in the front office
where she makes me stand guard.
Do hurry up.
You took long enough.
They'll see you!
We're allowed to peek through. Father said so.
It's funny to see all those people.
I used to throw water at them.
You didn't! They used to jump up to see where it came from.
Now they're looking up for bombs.
And yet life is carrying on
That's the strange thing.
There's a family living in the barge - they've got the sweetest dog
Once I even saw a Jewish couple, walking along the street
I felt I was gazing at one of the Seven Wonders Of The World
It gave me such a funny feeling
as if I'd denounced them to the authorities.
Can you pass me the towel?
- What time are they coming? - Seven o'clock.
I can't wait!
Miep, Jan!
- Hello. - Let me show you to your room!
This is your room. We've tidied it up.
Do you like the flowers? Mr Kleiman bought them for me.
Beautiful.
- And these are your famous movie stars? - Do you know them?
That's Ginger Rogers, isn't she gorgeous?
When I grow up I want to be a dancer, or a champion skater, I can't decide which.
- Where are you going to sleep? - Next door with Mother and Father.
It's so lovely that you're going to be here!
Just knowing you're here... it's so lovely.
We're honoured, Annelies.
I typed up the menu for tonight's dinner.
"Bouillon a la Hunzenstraat", because that's where you live.
It's beef in a special sauce,
but there's not much of it because our butter ration ran out.
But there's lots of beans.
You cooked this, Mrs Van Daan?
Beans, beans, cabbage and beans.
- But what can you do? - It's delicious.
I don't know how you manage.
My wife's a gourmet cook, why do you think I married her?
Oh, really, Putti? I thought it was for something else.
I do miss my coffee machine though.
And we'll be needing some winter clothes soon.
Would you be an angel, dearest Miep, and fetch us some from the apartment?
I'll give you a list.
What's the matter?
- Time for a toast. - Yes.
To our brave helpers, our friends...
and our lifeline,
- Jan and Miep Gies. - Jan and Miep!
- Now, tell us the latest news. - Oh, no, no, please. Not tonight.
We're just so happy you're here.
She's right, Otto.
I'll be paying for these beans tomorrow.
We've been here for three months now and it's getting cold
Mother and Mrs Van Daan are at loggerheads again
Thank goodness for Father.
He's above all the petty squabbles.
Do you remember
when I was always at the office, always busy?
Now I have all the time in the world just to be with you.
And I don't have to do any more horrible piano practice
- or go to the dentist. - You see?
There are so many good things about being here.
How do I do this?
I haven't got a clue.
Ask my genius of a sister.
I'm busy at the moment.
When you've finished,
I thought we could translate this together.
But it's a prayer book.
- What's wrong with that? - I'm not that interested in religion.
We never really went to synagogue or anything.
We did sometimes.
Only when you made us.
Anyway, why should I worship God?
What's He ever done for us?
Anna, Anna... you can't...
What's that?
Miep gave it to me.
I've finished.
Look at that hat!
I had one like that, but mine had a little veil.
"Mrs Kroler was resplendent in a shot green taffeta gown,
"trimmed with satin."
You should have seen me in my first ball gown.
Midnight blue, shot silk, slashed to here.
- I was an early developer. - You can say that again.
- Did you have a lot of boyfriends? - Anne!
Bees round a honey pot.
Tell me about your first one.
He was in my class at school.
His name was Willem Mesler,
I was just 16. The same age as you, pet.
He gave me my first kiss.
- What was it like? - Mother, don't!
What was it like?
It was...
It was like...
What's that?
- Oh, my God! - What is it?
It's footsteps.
They've got into the attic.
They must have climbed through the roof. Do something, Hermann.
- Me? - Go up and have a look.
Get off your fat bottom for a change!
- I'll go. - No, Otto.
- I'll go. - No, you can't, my sweetheart.
You going to let our boy go up there and be killed by Nazis?
No, no... please...
It's rats.
Great big ones!
Oh, my darling!
Mother.
You're so brave.
- Useless bloody cat! - He's not.
I told you we should have left it at home. Eating up all our meat.
- One of them bit me. - Oh, darling!
Oh, sweetie pie.
Thank you, dear. Thank you.
We've just come out of one of the most concentrated...
I was shaking all day,
and that evening in the radio room, there was a terrible atmosphere
and then Mr Kugler and Mr Kleiman walked in.
Excuse me.
My dear friends, today we have news of our own.
We all know the dreadful things that are happening outside.
I wonder if you'd consider another person joining us.
- Who? - Mr Albert Dussel.
- I know him! He's that dentist. - He's very respectable.
He's at Miep's apartment, waiting for your decision.
But why him? You wouldn't let my cousins come.
Mr Dussel's a single man.
- We only have room for one. - One more mouth to feed.
- We could all eat a bit less. - Speak for yourself.
Don't be such a greedy guts.
He's not going to smoke all your precious cigarettes, is he?
Well?
Thank you, dear friends.
You said we didn't have to go to the dentist.
You're not. He's coming to you.
Mr Dussel arrived at the office and when Miep brought him upstair.
I told him we were behind the bookcase, he was so astonished he nearly fainted
Thank goodness she didn't leave him in suspense any longer.
What are you doing here?
- I thought you were in Switzerland. - Please, sit.
- Smoke? - No.
Thank you. The Weismanns swore they saw you being taken away in a truck.
And Mr Niklaus said you'd gone into hiding in the country.
What's happened to Ilse?
- Who? - Darling, let him get his breath.
Ilse Wagner. She lives in your building.
The parents were taken away.
I don't know what happened to the children.
Hermann Van Daan.
You know my wife, Petronella, and this is my son, Peter.
Would you care for a cup of coffee, Mr Dussel?
It's ersatz, I'm afraid, and we have to make it in a jug.
I'm still waiting for my coffee machine.
You can have some of OUR sugar.
What's happening? Please tell us.
6,000 Jews have gone.
They've even started to take them out of the lunatic asylums.
There's talk of mass sterilisation.
Please. Let's speak later.
You never told us.
I've got to go.
Now...
we have to keep quiet until lunchtime.
I'm so very grateful.
I've finished it.
- Why does he have to sleep here? - He has nowhere else to go.
But why with me?
They said it would be unsuitable for me to share a room with a grown man.
And I don't matter, I suppose.
- They don't mean that. - I'm just a child.
- They did ask if you minded. - What was I supposed to say?
I'd much rather be here with you.
This is my bed?
You've got the long one. We had to prop up my mattress with a chair.
I hope you'll find me a pleasant companion.
Many of my patients are children, I get on very well with them.
I'm not a child, actually. I'm 13.
You can put your things...
in here.
I'm not exactly delighted at having a stranger use my things,
but you have to make sacrifice
for a good cause and I'm glad I can make this small one.
Who's that?
My fiancee, Lotte.
But he's ancient.
Can I have a look?
What lovely blonde hair. I like the flick-ups.
She looks much younger than you.
She'll be horrified when she finds I've gone.
She has no idea where, you see... Well, of course, nor did I.
We've been gone for four months now.
I don't know what my friends are thinking,
I don't know if they're still there.
But we keep cheerful.
We have to stay cheerful.
More potatoes, Mrs Frank?
Thank you.
More potatoes, Mr Dussel?
Cabbage, Anne?
No, thank you.
Would you like some more cabbage?
No, thank you. That was quite sufficient.
"Prospectus for the Secret Annexe.
"A unique facility for the accommodation of Jews and other displaced persons.
"Open all year round. No charge. Low-fat diet.
"Running water in the bathroom and various inside and outside walls.
She hasn't finished yet.
"It is forbidden to listen to German news bulletins,
"as only the language of civilised people may be used."
Hear, hear!
"No leisure activities allowed outside the house until further notice,
"though callisthenics are encouraged by management
"and singing is allowed after 6.00pm.
"The end. Yours, Anne."
Goodnight, Annelies.
Goodnight, Mr Dussel.
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