A bagfull of marbles.
When they forced Dad to put in the window:
"Jewish establishment" in German,
Maurice and I got mad.
To that we could never get used to.
And when Germans came,
we used to stand in front of the poster.
That time there already were raids against the Jews.
No one was safe.
"Modern Barber."
While you wait for me, have fun.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
It was the first time that Germans entered the salon.
-Gentlemen. -Good morning, sir.
Haircut, please. A haircut, please.
Dad did not understand anything, as there was a poster
prohibiting entry to Jew salons.
The entire neighborhood mocks soon,
knowing that Dad was now a barber to the Wehrmacht.
Look over here.
Hey, that's your brother?
He's a good looking guy.
Try to smile, OK? Smile.
I would show you something.
Tell those two not to stay there.
Go for a walk.
"Jewish Establishment."
-My lieutenant. -What?
-This place is Jewish. -What? Really?
Yes, there is a plaque that we have not seen.
The two guys were blocking the poster.
Here we are all Jews.
-They are just children. -You must have let me know.
You already know... please.
They're already teenagers. Come on.
Excuse me, sir.
My child is nervous...
The next morning there was a raid at the salon
and they arrested the only foreigner Jew who was there.
Next one.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
Please.
-It's to get the star. -Right away.
-And this is my children's. -Thanks.
-Here, the two cards. -Be quiet.
Not me, it's him.
Hey, buddy.
They wrote "Jew" in red in our documentation
and now we are forced to wear a star.
Later on we had no right to get out after 20 hours
my brothers wanted to go to the free zone
because the Germans had not occupied the south of France.
There life could continue...
Next one.
...normally for the Jews.
If they start making us wear this thing, what will happen tomorrow?
Are you ashamed to wear that star?
No, I think what would say the German Jews.
Fear not.
Dad, see you tomorrow.
We'll meet later, and forget the hair salon.
-Here ít stays. -Dad.
-Henri, listen... -Dad.
-The hairdresser salon... -I hate this star.
Please sit down and shut up a bit.
We make our living from the hair salon.
Now we'll manage. You can work.
Remember what said the German Jew who used to come home?
Sure.
In France the same thing will happen.
There are still good French in France, like us.
You know you should leave.
It is not about French or foreign Jews.
We must understand them, they know what they do. You must leave.
But it is dangerous to cross the frontier to the free zone.
Here you stand much greater risk.
You'll betray yourselves and get caught.
Many manage to pass.
Here there are checks and raids.
You know there is no other solution.
-You're ashamed of that star. -It has nothing to do.
-We have to go. -If it has nothing to do,
I ask you to wear it with dignity.
-And with our heads high. -Until we go?
Yes, until then we will go for walk together.
Okay?
The guys in front.
Come on, little one. Come.
Come closer.
Where are we going, Dad?
You can go for a ride to Barbes.
How are you, Aaron?
Shit!
Pigs have arrived.
-Jewish! -Hey, Jew.
Have you seen that proboscis?
What happens with my proboscis? It's like yesterday.
-No, has changed. -You make war, Jewish.
We are at war because of the Jews.
It's your fault, Jew.
-Hey, Jew. -I'm tired of Jews.
Let them be kicked out of school.
-What have you against them? -Down with the Jews!
Down! Down!
Hit him hard!
Let's state this, what happens outside school,
I do not want to know.
Although some of you this morning
wear certain signs,
do not think I can forget the usual discipline.
What I saw in the yard was out of place.
That will not happen again.
To this end, some site changes will not hurt.
Zerrati, what I hope to hear?
-The flight of a fly. -Do you think that I can hear it
while you chat with your neighbor?
-No, sir. -So?
When I say, and only then,
Clement will take Toledano's place
Tounessus will swap with Joffo
and Blondo with Gotlieb.
Do it, and in silence.
Usualy it was good to be at the rear of the class,
but I did not like it.
In addition, Gotlieb was my neighbor and was no gem.
Clément, say what are the tenses that can be used
with the conjunction "so".
-No one knows? -Mr.
The only ones that can be used with the conjunction...
Let nobody look back.
...are the past and the future perfect of the indicative mood.
Joffo.
That I did not like.
The ruler I did not care.
knees were not what hurt most.
You would not say so if you had to wear it.
I exchange.
What you say? It's evident you don't wear it.
I don't care, I could not wear it. I am Italian.
Although perhaps one day they'll sew us one too.
There is no danger, the Italians go with the Germans.
So what you decide?
Tell me what would you do with it. Hey, you have not hit it.
Yes I have hit.
Tell me what you want to do and I give it to you.
It's for my collection, I think it's splendid.
Yes!
You are a bit silly. Who collects stars?
If you are a collector, you can collect anything,
even logos.
All right. I do not do it for the marbles,
but say that's why.
If not for the marbles, I save them.
No. We say that it is for the marbles,
although in my house I have almost 2000.
What are 100 marbles more or less?
Sure, you'll not get spanked at home.
Okay, I'll give it, but when no one looks.
There's no one, come on.
Don't pull out everything, huh?
"Jewish."
-Do not worry. -You broke my robe!
Yes!
-You've broken my gown. -It's the business of the year.
I bet you have lifted a weight off.
I made good business and they didn't gave me the beating.
Well, goodbye.
-How pretty! -See you.
But for me the school was over.
My brothers had crossed the border.
Now was our turn.
What we liked best was to go alone,
especially Maurice.
You know, Maurice?
I'm tired of being Jewish.
Are you tired, but why?
Are not you proud to be Jewish? Would you rather be a Catholic?
No, but I wonder what I've done to the good God
so that we are Jews. Not a matter of pride.
Oh, yes.
Today, the matter is not to be proud or not.
Yes, because...
I do not understand. It seems that you want to become Catholic.
Maurice... -Want to become a Catholic?
What counts now
is not being a Jew.
Do not you understand?
Joseph, come here.
Come on, baby.
Tell me, Joseph: You know that this trip
will be a hard test?
Yeah, but
with the letter from my brothers, surely everything will be fine.
-Do you think you'll stand it? -Yes, Dad.
-Tell me, Joseph, are you Jewish? -Yes.
-Are you Jewish? -No, I'm not Jewish.
Our survival depends on that question, you know?
Tell me
Do you understand what it means?
-Yes, Dad. -Very well, little one.
Both of you must take your chance.
You do not carry a synagogue.
Ordinary people can not see that you are Jewish.
-Aside from my blue eyes. -Yes, in your case is debatable.
You pull through because of your blue eyes.
Do you know that I too
had to leave Russia when I was seven?
Yes, I remember.
You've told us.
-You do remember? -Yes.
I hope everything goes well.
Yes, anyway...
As Jo said,
there's a letter from the brothers, a sign that all is well.
-So, will it work out? -We will follow their path.
But you're aware that it is very serious
to cross the frontier to the free zone.
Do not you trust us?
I never said that.
I am simply saying that it is not a trivial matter.
It's very serious.
Well, little one.
-I hope you're brave. -Sure.
See you soon.
-Good luck, son. -Goodbye, Dad.
-Watch the coup, dad. -Good luck, boys.
-Come here, Joseph. -Yes?
Come, my little one.
Do not let your brother swipe your sandwich.
No.
Bye, Daddy.
-Say goodbye to mom. -Yes.
And no tears, guys.
I have a stomachache, I feel a great weight. I'm hungry.
That's why you told me to bring my backpack, right?
-No... -I still have sweets.
You alone have eaten your thing and you just want to share mine.
Not what I thought, why do you say that?
For having tempted me, now give me a little.
Can I have it?
No.
As you do not want to share, let's split the cash.
We'll see how you manage on yourself at the demarcation line.
See you in Menton, you'll get it.
I can manage on my own, but you, I do not know.
If you do not want to share, it's your bussiness, I weigh 38 kg...
I have 38 kg to keep, and you only weigh 25.
I weigh 28 kg.
Anyway, I weigh 10 kg more than you, you could let me have something.
Well, you decide. If you do not want, you're on yourself.
-No, I keep it. -Okay, fuck it.
I give you one, but it is the last one.
-It's your turn, Father. -Swords.
Well, always swords.
Liar...
-Ah, no! This is mine. -No, no.
Do not cheat, father.
You should not cheat, father.
You're right, we should not cheat.
15 minutes for the required identity check.
Please do not get off the train.
Stop! You!
-Stop right there. -Nobody off the train.
The train from Paris will remain on the platform number two.
15 minutes for the required identity check.
Prepare documentation.
Sir, my brother and I have no documents.
Documentation.
-Here come the Germans. -Are you not documented?
Prepare documentation.
-How is it possible? -Come on, be nice.
-Documentation? Take those two.
-Just say we're going with you. -And, this seem easy to you?
Please, sir.
-How are you treveling without documents? -We've lost.
Documentation.
-I can see your documents? -Do not say anything.
-What about the children? -They come to me.
Ah, okay.
-You seek the bar? -Yes.
You should take that shortcut.
Go straight on and at the end turn right.
-Is not it a hoax? -It is not.
Hurry, if you want to arrive before the others.
Come on, Jo.
Get out.
Listen, do not do stupid things, because...
Who makes nonsense?
I warn you, this is full of Germans.
Full of Germans.
It is difficult to pass.
We'll see.
The oldman Bédard passes people for 5,000 francs.
I have not so much money.
We'll not succeed.
We won't pass with our 6000 francs.
What do we do?
-Is he your brother? -Yes.
We'll never get there.
I can get you through for 1000 "marbles".
-Okay. -You'll see what he'll come up with.
Then go to the bar.
-Yes, let's go to the bar. -Come on.
Can I have a glass of lemonade, please?
-It's nice! -Here.
-It's pink. -Yes.
It's pink, like the roses in my garden.
Where can we find Mr. Bédard?
Mr. Bédard is on the pool table.
-There? -Yes.
We want to pass the demarcation line.
It's 5000 francs.
Two months ago my brothers passed
and they paid 3000.
I will pass you for 5000 francs, no sales.
Why they paid only 3000?
What do I know? My price is 5000.
Not one less.
But they passed with you.
-Pardon? -They passed with you.
I know nothing about that.
I don't know your brothers.
My price is 5000 francs, no less.
In addition, we are children. You could pass us for 3000.
No. Children same as adults. It's 5000 francs.
Get aside.
We do not have enough money, what do we do?
-Work it out yourself. -But we are children.
Get out! I have had enough.
That's it, run.
Here we are.
First the money. Then you can get in there.
A gift.
Is there no chocolate or something alike?
Chocolate? As expensive as it is?
20 francs.
And at a friend's price.
-And if not, how much? -Do not argue with the price.
We were told that we should not haggle.
Get in there.
Come.
You first.
Just a matter of crossing the street
and you are at free zone.
Come on.
Do not eat up all the chocolate.
You can eat it in the free zone.
-It's just across the street. -Do you think it'll go well?
-Yes, you'll see. -Bend your head.
The bread here.
Do not eat it, eh?
I'll pretend to fetch
bread baskets
at the boss' car.
Ready? Come on.
-Be careful, you idiot! -Let's go.
Shut up.
Silence.
-My hat. -Yes.
We have not seen many Germans.
Well.
Get by pass this garden, then a potatoes' room
and cross the road, it is at the other side.
And no nonsense, do not stop
at potatoes' room, or return back.
-We have seen no Germans. -Here there are many Jews.
The Germans are tired and do not stop rogues.
One question: what about the Jews who are
at Bédard's bar?
Can not do anything for them?
They have been there nearly a week.
I do not know how many they are, they sleep in the bar.
-A week? Worse. -They have no money.
Even if they have no money, with your plan they could pass.
I can not pass so many
nor can do it every day.
-Well, go away, now you can... -Do you know the Bédard's plan?
I can not poke my nose into Bédard's affairs.
-He's from town, I do not want trouble. -It' won't be you who mess.
It would be me who would put my nose there.
It can be done.
I do not know, I can pass two or three families.
You do not have to get mad, it is good business.
We'll split the money half parts.
So, you do it for the money.
Get lost, dirty Jew.
And again to cross the line? You're like a goat.
That you are. We were lucky to find Raymond.
They too will happyly pay 1000 "marbles" to pass.
Well, get up.
And you, still. I hate to hear you.
Do not go, Maurice.
Yes, I will. Eat your bread with chocolate.
If Zeratti saw you, would laugh at you.
Listen, I...
Listen to me.
I know how to make you pass.
I found a way. I'll pass you for 1000 francs.
Another 200 meters and you will have arrived.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
What?
Quick, no time to lose.
I passed eight people, I already have 4000 "marbles".
Me too...
Come on in.
Stinks.
What happens now?
I shit in my pants.
-Why did you shit? -I thought you would not come back.
-And that is reason to shit?
Okay, get naked.
-You're a piggy. -Do not throw that hard.
Raise your arms.
You could have removed pants.
Never mind. We have money and we crossed the line.
Here are your underpants.
My brother is a pig.
It is not worth entertaining.
To walk well you have to breathe well.
With blisters on my feet I can walk?
To breathe well you have to raise the elbows.
Where did you learn those things?
I saw Paris-Strasbourg in the news.
I do not mind.
Do it like this:
one, two, three, four...
While you breathe.
One, two, three, four...
See?
-Look, you're weird. -The runners did so.
What do they do when they feet hurt?
My feet hurt, I have blisters.
Do you think mine do not hurt?
I'm as tired as you, but I go on.
We have walked just five kilometers, and you're busted?
I'm younger than you and do not say I'm busted.
I keep walking.
-You have no blisters. -One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
-One, two, three, four. -I'm fed up. I stop.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four...
What are you doing?
Shut up.
-I have a right to shout. -And I have the right to sleep.
Then sleep, I haven't lied to you. I want to heat.
And now... underway.
-Go to hell. -No, walk.
Is there anyone?
Funny, this reminds me of a story of trappers.
-Did you know it? -No, and I do not care.
You don't have to answer me that way.
Just say that you have not read it.
But if you answer me that way, we do not talk any more, fuck.
I do not want to talk about something I do not know.
And at this point it is not worth talking.
If whenever you say it were true, how little you'll talk.
Look at the wimp shitter who still wears diapers.
Agreed.
-And this, do you like? -Okay.
-There is no more the case. -Go to hell.
-We have to find it's ass. -Wait.
-Which of the two? -Well, are we?
Yes.
Look at this. This one of course we'll eat.
Here we go.
-It's better there. -Yes.
You have to know how get by in life.
The bitch! Ready.
In five or 10 minutes will be cooked on the inside
and we can eat it.
I have to pee, will you come with me?
I have no desire. Pee for me, if you like.
-Why you go bumping? -What's wrong, boy?
-What were you doing there? -I do not bump anybody, sir.
Why you run?
Where are your parents?
Have you eaten your tongue? Answer!
I do not know. -Where are your parents?
There.
-That is your father? -It's the one standing.
Come on, go out.
No running.
Sir, kiss me. Now I'll explain.
-What? -I'll explain soon.
-Why? -Kiss me and I'll tell you.
-But, what happens? -I'll tell you, it is important.
Well, what do you want?
I'll tell you right away but now I can not.
What do you want? Tell me. Do not go, wait.
"Hairdresser. Ladies and gentlemen"
Ladies and gentlemen,
I introduce you the only singer in the world
with hair on the tonsils.
He will play for you a song from his repertoire.
-Sing, come on. -No, I do not sing.
Indochina Serenade,
sweet chorus full of ecstasy.
-I don't want, let me alone. -With tenderness I would listen
in the rice fields of China.
-Now he sings it, shut up. -It's a sublime song.
-Come, sing. -Come on, Jo.
-One, two, three... -He's a redneck.
-Careful, you hurt him. -He always bothers me.
Why do not you sing, you idiot?
Where did you learn those bad words?
The trip had you not done you too well.
Go on, you sing.
-Okay, you'll know such a voice. -Well, let's see.
-Come! -I'm going to sing the Fatmah.
The Fatmah?
A colleague taught me that Fatmah are Arabs.
-Yes, they are Arab women. -Exactly.
-You're the Fatmah of Menton. -Let's see...
Well, go.
Indochina Serenade.
-In my bed you do not... -He do not even know it!
Shut up.
I'm remembering.
Watch the curtains.
-Have not you moved? -No.
Although annoy you, I want to read.
We only ask you to cook
and serve the table and even that you're not able to do.
And you think you're able to do anything.
At least I can do more than you.
This afternoon you've only been walking, so calm,
while I was locked up at home, ready to burst.
How do you make bread? Do you know?
With water, flour...
-What else? -I do not remember.
Is this how you know to make bread?
Who will work at the Geyser bakery tomorrow?
-You, perhaps? -Yes, it is possible.
Yes, you'll now make me believe you work in that bakery.
Okay, I do not.
But at least I found work. Let's see if you find yourself.
Sure. Have you looked in a mirror?
It was true.
Maurice had found work,
but I also could find one.
Is it near here Mr. Charlot's farm?
Yes, forward.
-Thanks. -Not far.
-It's exhausting. -Yes.
-It's hard. -This hurts.
-Does not hurt you? -Yes, I feel a void.
Be careful with that, because
you hurt there and then
you get stiff, so...
-Stiff? -Yes.
Almost no sun.
Some have died so.
-Who? -My grandfather.
Louise.
Go on.
Not so. Look.
Aside.
Collect these.
Come here, pick them up.
Not so rough.
Not so, you spoil them.
-It's to remove dirt. -I tell you not to do so.
-If at least there were treasures... -The treasure is the potatoes.
Treasures, ok.
-Do not get distracted. -Are you hungry? Ok.
We'll roast them tonight.
-Do you want bread, Mr. Charlot? -Yes.
Eat, but not much. There is rationing, you know?
Not everybody eats bread.
Yes, but he has worked all day.
And in the city, what he eats?
-He ate well there. -Yes? And what did he used to eat?
-Carrot leaves?
I have to milk the cows?
Eat quickly, then we'll go to the barn.
-Do you know how to milk a cow? -Yes.
How do you do?
I pull down.
-Then comes out the milk? -Yes.
-I tell you not be afraid. -I do not reach.
Do not be afraid.
-There's no milk. -Sure there is.
-Press. -No, there's no more.
I said yes.
-It doesn't come out. -With two hands no.
You should pull this way.
Put the other hand there.
What's that handling?
-There's no more milk. -Yes there is, but you're no good.
Come on.
You've seen me doing it.
-No. -Sure.
Come on, go on.
But I was 10 years old
and children should not work.
Help me.
Mr. Charlot said that my arms were soup
and I ended up quitting.
He did not realized that you swipe that?
What about money? You got money?
No, I have not.
Why he did not pay you?
I do not know, maybe he'll pay another day.
Walk!
It is no use to spit.
-He'll not come out, he's sleeping. -Get out of your shell now
He's about to leave the shell.
He don't even moved from the start.
-I win. -He still has not reached the goal.
You want to win always
Hey, Jo! Come play.
-How was your trip? -Too long.
Well, well.
Such climbing...
-Is it still higher, Albert? -We're already there.
-It's there, a little bit more. -Is he good to you?
-Well... -Do you get along?
Well, are you okay?
Who's there?
-Jo, open. -Wait a second, I'm coming.
-Open, we're your parents. -What are you doing? Open!
-I'm going in a second. -What does this mean?
-Open the door. -Open, Jo!
Open at once.
-Do you want a soda? -Do not talk of soda.
Asshole.
-Jo! -He will never change.
We have made a journey full of dangers,
and you can think only of making us wait.
-Are you okay? -Are you stupid?
He doesn't skip one chance.
For making a joke, you tease everyone.
Why do you mess with him?
-How are you? -I'll show the house.
-The kitchen is bright. -What happens to Jo?
-He wanted to welcome us. -Come here, Jo.
Come, look.
-Maddness has hit him hard. -You dropped this.
Now I'll show you upstairs.
Are there any more? This is huge.
-Here, Maurice. -Yes, Mom.
-Tired of stairs? -You go.
-Better now? -Mom, have you seen...?
Mom, did you see your room?
We also have the sea, do you realize?
This is it. It was ours,
but now Henri and Albert will sleep here.
-How did you get the apartment? -Searching.
-Dad, come see. -Let me alone, we'll see later.
I think Albert has brought my jacket, go look.
You see, we have the sea. The Menton sea.
Do you realize what have found our children?
I'll show the rooms. This was ours.
Now it is yours.
You should put a cross there so they believe we are Christians.
-They found it to us. -Yes, I see.
Come and see your room, where we stay now.
-We are well installed. -Is this the children's?
No, it's ours. They are at the rear, later I'll show you.
-It's fantastic. -That's very good.
-Give me a little, come on. -No.
Do not you think you've done enough crap?
Come here, come on.
Let's make peace. After all this time not meeting...
Give me some, Mom. Thank you.
Have you seen how good looks our son? Look.
-Well, do you like? -I would grind you to a pulp.
You've changed, eh? Idiot...
Lucky you're here, he has continued to hit me.
-Dad. -Thanks, kid.
Come on, do not mess with him.
-To your health. -Let's go.
-Mom, please... -Yes?
Can you get down? I get dizzy.
-Get down. -Wait, I'm coming.
No, get down right away.
Yes, yes. Coming.
When I get dixzzy, I do not feel the feet.
Quick, close the window.
Also, I have something to say.
Well?
They forced my brothers to work in Germany.
We left immediately and settled in Nice.
Do not come, Maurice, this is not for you.
I would like to be alone with mom.
-Maurice and I thought... -Yes?
We swore that if we get cough, we will not tell anything.
So you will not be in danger.
Besides, I'll never betray you.
Do not say that even as a joke.
Also, here we're well, quiet.
They will never hurt us. Do not think about that.
What time is it, Mama? I have to go to a place.
I do not know. Why you ask?
I have to go to the shoemaker to bring oil
so he fixes the druggist's shoes.
If not, he will not give me shaving soap,
and I need it for the Italians.
With all these stories you're going to end
getting us into trouble.
No, Jo and I know all Italians.
Yes, but the Italians have occupied us.
Wait.
-Bye, Antonella. -Goodbye, my love.
"I'll breathe the dear air,
the quiet taste..."
by Gabriele D'Annunzio.
Goodbye.
Ah, my love. See you.
-Good morning. -What?
We bring three bottles.
How lovely. Let's see.
We struggled but we did it.
Here.
Come on, what more do you want?
I wanted to ask you something.
A friend told me...
that old men, when they "can't" pay boys
to do it in front of them.
But, what's that?
I do not know, a friend told me.
-What stories are these? -I would like, but...
Even without pay, never mind.
Yes, I see.
After all I am 15 already.
-You're 15? -Yes, 15. Right, Jo?
Yes.
Liar...
Ah, no. Don't touch.
-A caress. -No.
Just one. I have money.
Give me the money.
Well, go.
Gee, who would have thought. You promise.
And you, learn, eh?
Do not be ashamed.
He's too young.
-Well, that's enough. Stop. -A little more.
-That's it, end. -One more touch...
It's over.
That way you spend the money?
Fuck. And you owe me half.
I don't mind your money a damn.
Give it back or I'll tell mom you've gone whores.
Okay, if you want we both tell.
I know why you're angry: you're jealous of me.
But I have touched for both.
Italian left
and fun was over.
Germans occupied Nice two days after
and the raids began.
-Good morning, Mr. Roger. -I bring news.
-Tonight there will be a raid. -It is not possible.
I come to tell you not to forget the sheets.
The first thing they look at is whether the sheets are warm.
You know as well as myself.
We can no longer sleep in our own bed?
-I do what I can. -Every night the same, Mr Roger.
-Yes, I know. -Take charge.
The doorman always announced raids,
so we never knew if it was true,
or if he did it to swipe the little we had.
Father said that the first thing the Germans did
was to see if the beds were warm,
sign that someone was living on the apartment.
Then they searched everywhere and no use hiding.
We live almost like animals.
Get used to living like an animal.
We took guard turns every night.
If there was danger we went to a maid's room
we had rented from the doorman.
Do get angry at me, I do you a service.
If I give you up to these barbarians I would earn much more.
-I'll do you a favor. -You would not do that.
-Know that... -Do not misunderstand me.
You do favors for people and they never appreciate it.
Do you understand?
I have nothing against you.
But understand that we are upset. Every night the same.
I understand that. Well, goodbye.
-Good evening. -Thanks.
You have not been smart.
You insist on do guard not you don't stand awake.
The next time you will not make the smart
and you'll go to bed.
This is not a game.
Do you understand?
It is not a game.
Well, that's enough.
This is not a cage.
Daddy, where are you going? We are not in a cage.
-I'm going to my bed. -Oh, no.
-Dad, you must stay here. -No, no.
-Don't do it. -No, no and no.
-Do not leave. -Quiet.
-Let me. -Daddy, no.
-I go to my bed. -You're crazy.
Stay with us, nothing happens.
Stop, you stay here.
-No, no. -Yes, with us.
-Shut up. -It is impossible.
Shut up and sit down.
Sit down and stay with us.
Sit down, we'll stay a while longer
and then we all will go down.
-Come on, that is it. -Go sit down, Albert.
-Mom, you sit down too. -I'll wait a bit.
Nothing, I'm out. No solution.
-There's no solution. -Okay, we're going.
-Shut up. -Well, listen. Be still.
Leave him alone, OK? We can not go on this way.
-Be still. -Enough already.
-This can not be. -There's no solution.
-Slowly, slowly. -Look at your brothers.
-We already went out. -Look your mother.
We can not continue living like this.
-Do not make noise. -We're condemned to usury.
-They condemn us to usury. -Shut up.
-Anyway, whatever, will be. -This moment we'll go down, come.
This moment we'll go out, come on. Go down.
We'll have the same fate as the others.
-Hush now. -Slowly, let's go to bed.
Come on down, this is stupid.
-Wake up. -Do not make noise.
-What? -How? Are not you awake?
Shut up.
-Come to bed, little one. -He's stupid.
Well, what do we do?
If we stay here, we'll give us away.
We must make a decision. It's up to you, Dad.
Listen, Henri:
everyone loves me.
I am well regarded.
Everybody appreciate me.
They come from afar to me for advice.
But for you I am an idiot.
I never said that.
-Let them. -Decide without me.
Get some rest.
You have not answered.
Tomorrow we'll see.
At least decide where to place Maurice and Jo.
We were placed in a youth camp.
"New crop."
-Attention. -March!
Straight, with the head straight.
Well, marching.
One, two. Although I speak today, mark time mentally.
One, two, one, two.
-One, two, one, two... -Left.
One, two, one, two...
Make heels sound. One, two, one, two.
Again on the left, one, two, one, two.
Right...I say, left.
One, two, one, two, three points...
France, to you is our tribute.
France, we are children of thy seed
that will shine before the human race
the French homeland of tomorrow.
This is what we feel,
we proudly say it,
and with enthusiastic spirit.
"History of France."
It is long, huh?
Silence.
-"In the beginning"... -"First act."
You have to advertise, they do not know.
"First act: the origins."
"In the beginning God created the beautiful land of France."
"When he looked at her, he fell in love for her,
and in a fit of happiness made her this beautiful gift. "
-"The peasant." -"The peasant."
Not so, look at me.
You have to do so.
So... and not so.
Silence.
Not funny.
Got it? Well, now re-enter, quickly.
There are three acts like this.
"Dear public,
bow to the greatest person in our history. "
"He who will rise the country."
Here there will be applause. Come on.
"He who will rise the country."
Well, enough. Your turn.
"I am the first farmer."
Well, that's the tone that should be used.
"Eighth act: modern times."
"However, in the field,
the once vigorous peasant race becomes soft."
"France dozing, overcome by the spirit of pleasure."
-"Contract of employment." -"Railway Strike."
-"High salaries." -"Street fights."
-"Workday of eight hours." -"Wrong job."
"Compensation for dismissal."
"Every man for himself."
"France is sick, humiliated."
"You have to get through this."
"Here is France, wounded,
with knees and hands bleeding. "
"Has not fallen on the floor?"
"Yes."
"The land gives confidence."
"The land gives courage. To me, boys!"
-"The house is in ruins." -"We have to rebuild it!"
-"What does it take?" -"Righteousness."
-"Service." -"Mutual Aid."
-"Discipline." -"Work."
"France for the French!"
Done.
At the entrance of Nice we'll stop for a moment.
I must see a comrade.
Only five minutes and then we go to the races.
It is now five minutes Ferdinand left, right?
If you do not see the difference between five minutes and half an hour,
you can be proud.
Shall we go see?
Look at that.
"Paris Legs."
We agreed that we would look for Ferdinand,
it is not the time to read.
-Halt! Stop! -Jo, do not keep going.
-Is he alone? -I think so.
-Stand. -Stop! Stop right there!
Quiet, Jo. Jo!
Stop.
Stop, Jo.
-Are you sure that there is no more? -Yes.
Come here.
-Are you the lieutenant? -Yes.
Coming, Lieutenant.
-You, keep still there. -We have them.
Quick, go up.
We will ride at the back.
Israel, Esther.
-Ben Moha. -Come on, move.
David Seridan.
Those who I call leave the row.
-David Esue Jesse. -Keep moving.
Karoubi, Reiner.
Quickly.
Bram Levy, Esther.
Salzer, Guillaume.
Yurkewics, Georges.
Modara, Albert.
you both, get up.
Pachulski, Margaritte.
Hamawi, Victor.
Tanzi Werner.
Klaerner, Elie.
Keep moving.
Pachulski, Max.
Keep moving.
Kanar, Michel.
-Are you a Jew? -Are you a Jew?
No, I'm not Jewish.
And the Miss you think she's Jewish?
Do you think the lady is Jewish?
Swipe your finger
on the nose of the lady.
Swipe your finger over the nose of the lady.
Go on.
Do not stop, until you tell me whether or not it's a Jewish nose.
Continue.
You will not stop until you told whether or not
it's the typical vulture nose of the Jews.
I'm Jewish.
Well, young lady.
And yet you claim
you're not Jewish?
I'm not Jewish.
Or have you suddenly become Jewish?
Yes.
You two.
Are you Jewish and brothers?
-You are brothers and Jews?
We are not Jews. We come from Algeria.
They are not Jews. They come from Algeria.
Why were you in that village?
What you were doing at that farm?
We were with Ferdinand.
They were with the other one.
We are in the camp, "New Crop"
and had gone with Ferdinand.
They are in a camp
and left with such Ferdinand.
He was going to see a comrade.
As he did not return, we wanted to return.
And as he did not return, we went to fetch him.
What did you do then?
What did you do?
Where are you from?
We went to find him.
Where are you from?
Algeria.
We came to France on holiday,
but as the Americans have landed
in Algeria, we could not return.
Were on vacation, but the Americans
landed in their country and can not return.
That does not interest me.
We'll see if they are circumcised.
What is "circumcised"?
Down pants and underpants.
-Are you Jewish? -Are you Jewish?
I am not.
Where are you from?
-Look me in the face. -Look at the officer.
Pull down pants.
I am from Warsaw.
Lower your underpants.
-Are you a Jew? -No, I'm not Jewish.
You say you're not Jewish?
We are Algerians, you have to believe us.
I swear. We were operated because we had adhesions.
Dress on.
-Where are you? -I'm English.
Let her go.
-Are you a Jew? -No, I'm not Jewish.
Why you give us this paper? We are not Jews, I swear.
We are Catholic, we are not Jews.
Take them away.
-Are you Jewish? -No.
Let's get ready to sleep.
Get down the mattresses.
It is not time to put mattresses, listen to me.
Do not make noise.
-It's better to sleep, ma'am. -They weigh a lot to me.
It is better to sleep.
You could ask for more mattresses.
It's better this way.
The children are very tired.
Although we have tickets, we will not go to Germany.
Easy to say.
Why?
I only have to do the usual comedy.
Yes, but it won't work out well.
It will not work with the Germans, you do not know them.
You always whine.
Anyway, we can not go to Germany.
We won't go.
We'll hop out of the train even if we break something.
But we will not go to Germany.
I promise.
Do not go to Germany.
I will not go to Germany. I'm not Jewish.
It is no use telling it to me, I'm Jewish.
I'm not Jewish, I am Catholic.
I am Algerian.
I do not believe you. I know you're Jewish.
-How can you know? -I sense it.
Do you have a boyfriend?
Yes.
Well, we are almost engaged.
How old are you?
23.
Has he kissed you?
Sure.
-How many times? -Plenty.
And you, you have a girlfriend?
Why do not they let us go?
We are not Jews.
I promise, we are not Jews.
Wait.
I swear, we were baptized in the church of Buffa.
We are Catholic, sir.
We are Catholic.
I swear that we were baptized in the church of Buffa.
-Are not you Jewish? -I promise, we are not Jews.
-You're Jewish. -No, I'm not.
Get up.
Come here.
-We were baptized in the Buffa. -What's up?
I promise you, sir.
But Buffa is at Nice and not in Algeria.
I know,
we were baptized in the Buffar and then they took us to Algeria.
Be still and be quiet.
-When we were kids... -You can go out 24 hours.
You bring me your birth certificate.
Look at me.
If you do not come back, worse for him.
let him leave the building for 24 hours.
You stay with me.
We have yet to speak of many things, you and me.
-You say you come from Algiers? -Yes, sir, from Algiers.
-Where do you live in Algiers? -In the Rue Jean Jaurès.
-What number? -Number 10.
How's Algiers like? Describe the city.
Algiers is a big city.
The houses are all white.
It has a large port,
with many ships.
Ships have the hull red and black.
Next there is a beach
to which father used to take us every Sunday.
And the port, what is it's name?
It has no name, we say only "we go to the harbor."
It has no name.
Hang him from feet.
-You say you'been operated? -Yes, sir.
We had adhesions.
-Where were you operated? -In Algiers.
-In a hospital? -Yes, sir.
What hospital?
I do not remember, I was a child.
-Sir, they are waiting for you. -Please, sir.
Yes, I'm coming.
Sir.
Every week 2,000 Jews went out of the Excelsior hotel.
I feared being sent with them before Maurice came back.
I spent the time working, though no one was watching me.
This way.
-Take him to the kitchen. -At your command.
I assign him to you until further notice.
Yes, sir.
Come, boy. I have work for you.
Polish this pot .
-I can see my brother? -No way.
You are here to work.
A very kind priest will come for us soon.
Do you think it'll work out well? Will they let us go?
Of course, I've given them all the papers.
What did they say?
They do not believe it, but it worked.
Have you seen the parents?
Yes, morals are low, they can hardly get out.
-Everything will be fixed? -I hope so.
I have a message from Dad for you.
He told me to kiss the "little girl."
What have you done these days?
I've been in the kitchen, working.
You know, Maurice? Thank goodness you're back.
We will not leave, I tell you. We will not leave!
Although the priest has come, they do not want to believe us,
even seeing the priest.
They will not hurry on us, we don't count.
Before us is everybody.
-But if... -Tomorrow or the day after.
But not today. And the priest?
He comes to see the Germans, and then...
They have seen the christening items quickly, for sure,
but as we are circumcised, do not want to believe us
and think we are Jews.
You do not trust.
Do not be silly.
-You'll see how we go out soon. -No, we will never.
We'll leave tomorrow or the next.
It would be normal for us to get out this afternoon.
All right, calm down a bit.
Stop telling me to calm down.
Come, come out.
You, over here.
-Come, come. -Hurry, come on.
Hurry, go.
Guard, approach.
We're almost there.
Here.
Separate legs.
Alain, Bernard, Pierre: Come out.
The Joffo stay seated.
I have bad news: they have arrested your father.
On the street, they found his documents and...
-No... -He's in the hotel where...
Now they'll tighten the net. You must go away.
Prepare your things.
Come on, Maurice.
I'll get Dad, Jo.
You can not. Listen.
Come on, no...
I've dealt with you, you will go to the Alps.
We do not want to go to the Alps.
Understand that you can not return to the Excelsior hotel.
Surely we'll get arrested. He's right.
You know.
Are you crazy or what?
You want to let my dad die?
It is not about to let him die. No, leave him.
Not that, but you can not go to the Excelsior, you'll be arrested.
Come, listen...
Come.
Come on.
Maurice found a job in the village's bar
and I found it in a bookstore.
Good morning, I come after Mr. Subinagui.
-You know I'm looking for a guy? -Yes, sir.
If you work with me, you belong to my house
and here there is no place for wimps.
-How old are you? -10 Years and a half.
He is not very tall, to be 10.
I know, from six months ago I do not grow, but I am strong.
Any serious illness? Were you ever operated?
I've had nothing, sir.
-What's your name? -Joseph.
Today you will go with me to make the journey.
Pay close attention.
Tomorrow you will do it alone
and I will not teach you anything anymore.
-Do you agree? -Yes.
Come on.
Joseph.
-Do you see those hills? -Yes.
There I often walk with my daughter.
-What's her name? -Françoise.
One Sunday we all could go to the top of a hill.
-I would like very much. -If you want, yes.
I'm happy when I'm with her, but
I fear at the same time.
What are you afraid of?
That a gang of terrorists would come
to take away all these beauties.
But they will not come to bother you.
The new France will be poor,
and will not be at my home where you can gorge.
This is my father's room. Do not say that we have entered.
I sleep there.
It's me, the last year.
Dad took it.
That too.
Do you like reading?
Do you like romantic books?
I do not know how romantic books are.
They are stories
about people with good feelings,
who dream of things that later come true.
I'm writing a novel, would you like to see?
Sure.
It's a secret, I have not told anyone.
It is hidden and not want you to see where.
Do not look.
Joseph.
When I get to know you better, I'll say you are romantic.
No. Do not look.
Maybe someday I'll tell you. Wait in the hallway.
Shameless, you talk of duty, if you live behind your books.
Have you forgotten that we have shed blood?
Do you think in my store
I'm safe from the rabble of the resistance?
Well you are wrong.
In Paris there have been slogans
for the Party to go into hiding. Is it true?
Of course not. The party has not decided anything.
-Are they aware? -Here I am their representative.
But we want to know.
Hear the words of our leader.
You forget what he wrote in his latest editorial:
"I get to the Normandy front full of confidence."
"The day the headquarters decides it ,
German troops will iberate the territory. "
"He hugged her."
"She struggled to keep her voice from trembling."
"I have to gather the cattle with Dad,
but tomorrow, at seven o'clock, I'll wait for you by the river. "
"Do not tell anyone, it is a secret."
"Sure, she murmured, see you tomorrow. "
"The day passed without incident,
though Catherine was so excited that
she did several foolish things. "
Did you like?
Do you know? I thought of something: we could write together.
I'm not used to, I would not get it.
I'll write,
and when I'm out of ideas, you'll find them to me.
I will not be able.
If you want to do it for me, you should be able.
Poignant: that moves,
that causes excitement. Moving scene. "
"Ottoman: large backless seat
on which one lies in the oriental manner "
"He did not want to be more poigned, nor kiss her."
-You have not wrote "poigned". -Yes, poigned is
when you have an emotion.
It's not complicated.
"He did not want to be more poigned
and kissed her on the eyes,
calculating how far it could reach
this abandonment of Emma. "
-I can kiss you?
Go on. Later we will see.
It is curious that you have written that.
It's good, it shows.
"Seeing him so calm, she harbored no suspicion
and sat beside him on the ottoman. "
"He was upset
because she was sitting where there was no backsupport. "
What has to do the back thing? No rhyme or reason.
That's not important, I can change it.
"He hugged her closely, tilting her back
but she defended...
but she defended
and as he did not expect resistance
he got angry. "
-Is it good? -Yes, it's good.
You kiss like a child.
I did not know you knew how to kiss.
You know very well that's not way to kiss.
You know how.
You do no kissing so, as if you don't care. It's very ugly.
Do you want me to teach?
With my girl friend it is better, you know?
With Antoinette.
Yes, but it's not right to do so two girls.
It's best boy and girl.
Yes, but we just did it as experiment.
But I do not care, also I liked it.
No, I think it's wrong to do so two girls.
I told you we did it as experiment.
She said that if she ever went out with Andre
without knowing how to kiss, would be wrong.
Who is Andre?
The boy who she is secretly in love.
But if she wanted to do it with someone,
it should be with a boy, but not with another girl.
I do not think it's right.
It does not prevent that I liked, and she at least knows how to kiss.
She would know how to kiss, but with another girl.
With a guy maybe not.
So you're in love with the daughter of the bookseller.
Yes.
-What good has she? -She gives me the books I want.
You can not even read. Do you know what means "to be in love"?
-Yes. -Speak.
As is to court.
Roll on the grass.
Do you think she'll want to roll on the grass with you?
I do not know, we have not tryed yet.
And what about to roll? Maybe she does not like the grass.
She may not feel like getting wet.
Perhaps, according to you, the grass is always wet?
No more talk about the grass.
You get like this because you're jealous.
Me? Jealous of you?
Go now.
-For that brat? Maybe when she grows up.
-Did you see her face? -She has blue eyes and is blonde.
-Blonde and blue eyes? He has brown eyes.
-Brown Eyes? Buy some glasses.
Look around town for
a girl better than this and call me if you find her.
The first that passes by is more beautiful than that one.
That remains to be seen.
Anyway, she's ugly and exceeds you by three heads.
You need a ladder to reach her.
In bed we are at the same height.
In bed...You already think of that?
You would set her in trouble and you'll make mom mourn.
With that tiny weeny you would not even tickle her.
Do you think she is in love with you?
Yes.
Did she said it?
French: if you want to shorten the war,
if you do not want the cities be targeted by the liberators,
ask, claim, demand,
that Jews in France
be detained in concentration camps,
in the vicinity of the most threatened areas.
It's time for Catholics to run out of patience.
Jews who insult our religion,
who kill nuns and priests,
that bombard our cities,
supporting the maquis rebels,
give them back blow for blow.
That the fear of retaliation makes them come around.
They should kill all the Jews.
Could keep some specimens in the zoo.
That reminds me of a story about the year 2100 or 2200.
-All the Jews died. -Everyone?
Only left some selected specimens
in a zoo.
Thus, their natural physical defects show out more.
People came from everywhere, from far away.
There was a brief speech
explaining all the evil they caused in the past.
At the end of the story, the radio announced
that the last individual had died in his cage.
You would not like to live in a cage.
I'm not Jewish. Why do you want me in a cage?
But later Jews should be crafted again.
Why would they craft more?
To kill them a second time.
Once was enough.
I do not see the interest.
In addition, there would be less unemployment.
-Want a cigarette? -No.
You do not ask me if I want one?
Do you smoke?
What are you laughing?
If you were five years older,
I could take you out.
But if I were five years older, you'd be 18.
I do not like guys my age, besides Joseph.
Who?
Joseph.
With the girls, I go to bed.
-After all, they're only good for that. -You have not do it with any.
What about the bitch, Jo?
What did you do with the bitch? Just gave her money,
touched her breasts and laid her on the bed.
She said: "Well, that's enough." And we left. That was it.
So tell me what you did.
Do you want me to believe that you went to bed with her?
You were not looking, right?
I'm repented, but I did look.
In any case, I like romantic guys.
Romantic... the romance is gone.
The guys only think about going to bed with girls.
They're only good for that and to prepare the food.
-It's not true. -Yes.
The proof is that there are still some romantics.
Those who are crazy.
They're not crazy.
-Do you think you're romantic? -Just say they're not crazy.
They might say you're crazy.
-And you would not like. -Shut up.
-We have no choice. -They're here.
You give me another whiskey.
-Join us. -Why?
My God.
-I can come in? -Yes.
-Why did you come? -I have something to say.
What?
-I must go away. -Why?
Father has decided, because there is plenty to do here
and his friends have said now it will be dangerous.
His friends are the dangerous ones, because if they were right,
all the town would believe them.
-Everybody would be their friends. -The villagers do not understand.
If you kill people, as they did,
can not end well.
Hey, is not worth that we discuss.
I came to say goodbye. Am I stupid?
We are not discussing. And you do not have to go.
I do not want to leave, it's dad who wants.
He may be right.
His not.
Do not be sad.
We know that we love each other, even though we are apart.
We have to keep loving each other.
-You think so? -Yes.
What do you prefer? Want me to leave the window open or closed?
I do not mind.
I leave it half open, OK?
You'll be better there. You will have less heat.
Everyone knows that you do not like sleeping alone.
Why do you not tell me where Françoise is?
In a safe place, do not worry about her.
They say you are the culprit of they killed Jean.
Who said that?
The son of the baker.
-What will they do to you now? -Enough, Joseph.
The baker has a rope behind his desk.
He says it is to hang the old Mancelier.
He told me other gossip, but I can not comment.
You're dying to tell, so let me know.
He asked, "that old bastard Mancelier,
does he shit in the pants, yes or no?"
Mr Mancelier, I want to confess you something:
I'm Jewish.
Do not believe me? So I'm not Jewish?
Leave me! No!
I have not been!
Sold!
-Sold! -Corrupt!
Pig!
Bastard!
Sold, sold!
Mancelier spoke of France,
of honor and I do not know what else.
Soon, Paris was liberated.
Maurice managed to exchange the Americans
false cognac for gasoline.
So we found site in a vehicle.
Go get him, Albert.
Lady Joffo.
-No, no. -Yes, come. Come on.
No, leave it.
We were so happy to meet again,
that we made photographs in front of the hairdresser shop.
Only waited for Dad.
In row, please.
Soon we found out that Dad was not coming back.
When he reached the field, the loudspeaker announced
that everyone should go through the showers.
Mr. Albert, a minute.
They gave them soap and towels.
made them go into the bathrooms.
What came out of the shower was gas.
our father was killed in Auschwitz.