JEWS FORBIDDEN
You!
Come here.
Why didn't you bow?
I'm sorry.
The sidewalk is forbidden for you.
Go to the gutter.
- What is up? Are you bored? - What's wrong with you? Are you cold?
- Come on, you have to move. - Yes exactly. Dance!
- Come on dance! - Dance!
Come on, come on, dance!
Yes that is nice.
What about you? Don't you want to dance, too?
Let's clear the street for a jew dance square!
You.. Yes, you both.
Go on.
Faster!
Come on!
Faster!
Come on!
Faster!
Come on, move! I said faster! Come on, Jews!
- Keep dancing. - Dance.
Hold it! You little bastard!
Open up! Turn on the lights!
Come on! Go over there!
Open the door! Let us in!
Open up!
Stand up!
You, stand up! Up!
Throw him out!
Come on, run!
Hands to the air.
- Hello. How are you? - You, bandit.
Broke! Broke!
- I become really scared now. - Hands to the air.
- This is fun. He'll get a cigarette for free. - Cigarettes?
Hmm... Thank you.
All the same. All the same, all the same.
Yes of course all are the same. Only we Germans are a little bit more same.
All the same.
Hands to the air! Hands to the air!
All the same.
Everybody out! Form up in the courtyard!
Go, go ,go, go!
We are workers. We have employment certification.
You to the left. Hurry!
You.
You. You.
You.
The others, put your clothes on and come back here.
Bring your things with you. 15 kilos only.
Where are you taking us?
Turn left!
On the march!
Stop! Come to me! Halt!
What a sick mob is this?
Turn right!
Step forward.
You.
You. You.
You.
Down on the ground!
Turn left!
On the march.
You! Come here!
Take this! Take this!
Take him away.
Round up only the Jews!
Dismiss them.
Have you got any plaster?
What are you up to?
What have you got there?
We are allowed to take food to the ghetto.
Three kilos of potato and bread.
Open it.
- It's only potatoes and bread. - You're lying. That's not true.
Open it.
Potatoes!
You Jews are all alike.
We reach you with a finger...
and you take the whole hand.
If you lie to me again, I'll kill you. Personally.
Halt!
Wait. What's going on here?
Take this! Take this!
I'll teach you some discipline, you dirty Jews.
Do you know why you're being hit?
- No. - Do you know why you're being hit?
- Why? - To celebrate New Year.
On the march!
March and sing!
Sing something nice!
And sing nicely loud!
Reunite tonight And follow the white eagle
Stand up and fight Our mortal enemies
Rise on the day Let's give them fire and brimstone
We'll do away The Yoke of slavery
Punish and rout The rapists of our nation
We'll slash them out To save our dignity
Come.
DO NOT PASS
Spread out! We're being attacked!
Take cover!
Shoot!
Take cover! Fire!
Come on, get out!
Brigade ruler I report most obediently: Order executed!
Come on! Go!
Shoot!
I'll throw a grenade!
Let's go out men!
Take care of him.
Watch out! Watch out!
Get your ass down take cover!
Come on! Bring the litter!
Go back inside!
Are you alright? There's too much dust.
I'll check this side. Don't worry.
Be careful! In the attic.
- Heinrich? - Im in the atic!
But here is nobody.
- Come on down! - Alright, I'm coming.
Come on, pile them up.
Open it.
Damn Speer. How often do I have to tell you this again...
.. one can't be that stupid...
What are you doing here?
Who are you?
- Do you understand? - Yes.
What are you doing?
I was...
trying to open this can.
Do you live here?
Do you work here?
No.
What do you do for a living?
I am...
I was a pianist.
Pianist?
So come.
Play something.
Are you hiding here?
Jew?
Where are you hiding yourself?
In the attic.
Show it to me.
Have you got anything to eat?
It is imposible for us to transport ammunition on this route.
Attention!
- Good Morning Gentlemen. - Good morning Captain.
Jew?
Please.
What does it mean, all that shooting?
The Russians, on the other side of the river.
You just have to hold on a couple of weeks, not more.
- What's going on? - We're leaving.
- Are the Russians here? - Not yet.
I don't know how to thank you.
Thank God, not me.
It's up to him that we survive. At least, we have to believe in that.
Here. Take it.
- And you? - I have another one. A warmer one.
What are you going to do when this is over?
I'll play piano again at the Polish radio station.
Tell me your name.
I'll keep my ears open.
Szpilman. - Szpilman, hm...
Good name for a pianist.
Are you a musician?
Do you know...
a colleague called Szpilman, from the Polish radio station?
- Of course I know him. - I helped him while he did hide.
Tell him I'm here.
Tell him please.
- What's your name? - Hosenfeld.
What?