Anita B. Page #2

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Survive is one thing, live is another...

remember what she's been through.

And what about me?

What I've been through doesn't count?

I lost everything, even the house.

You didn't see your mom and dad pushed

into a gas chamber.

I remind you he was my brother!

Are you asleep?

See what a pretty nanny you got?

What did you do?

Nothing... just kissing his feet...

He never cries for nothing.

Did you bite him?

-No I didn't...

Get the tub ready and make the bed.

It's over...

Aunt Monika...

-Yes?

When will I go out?

How many times do I have to tell you?

If they catch you with no documents they arrest you.

Get dressed, we go out.

Out this late? You're crazy...

I don't have any documents, you know...

Are there any carrots in the kitchen?

But... why?

-Yes or no?

Yes... Monika bought 'em yesterday.

-Good, dress up, take the carrots and come with me.

Hold on! We go fast downhill!

Where is he?

There he is!

He's coming.

Look how beautiful...

Give it to me.

Good boy...

He comes when you whistle...

-Yes...

Before the end of the war I worked in a farm,

I was training him.

Then the farm was collectivized and

I ended up in a factory.

Good boy...

At least he's free... I wonder if he likes it.

Ask him.

-You're making fun of me...

What's his name?

He ain't got no name, I don't like

giving names to animals.

Like if we owned them.

Here, give him the carrots...he loves them.

Loves them...

Run! Go!

Run!

Let's go, it's late. If Monika awakes

and we're not back she's gonna get mad.

Come.

So, do you like him?

Yes.

Anita?

Anita...

Why you're still at home?

A strike at the factory.

-And where's Anita?

Probably in the bathroom,

she washes her hair all the time.

Go get Roby ready.

Then we'll get you a nice dress for Sunday night.

-Sunday night?

There's a party.

-And I can come too?

Aron says it's alright.

If they ask for my papers?

With all that people no one will pay attention to you.

Aren't you happy?

Play with the kid.

Anita, come... I'll introduce you to some friends.

If someone asks, you're not Hungarian.

-Why?

Cause Hungarians were on the nazi side.

-We had no choice, we were forced...

We'll discuss it later, let's go.

Here's our little niece, Anita.

-Nice dress...

Zulejka... this is Mr. Roth, our benefactor.

She's Sarah... she's born in Palestine...

Our guide to the promised land.

To Life!

Let's dance!

Come.

-Go ahead.

Not bad... not bad...

Just let yourself go.

Good... like that...

Where did you learn?

-In Budapest.

She's Hungarian...

I knew you like to dance.

And I know you like me.

Come on, admit it.

You're crazy about me.

Are you crazy? They'll see us!

You mean if nobody sees us I can kiss you?

Guys... she dances like a dove!

Don't you drink anymore?

I'll finish it then.

State police. This girl is foreign,

I need to see her papers.

They'll be ready shortly.

I'm sorry... she's coming with us...

Please... her papers will be ready in a week.

That's what you Jews always say....

the girl has no papers and can't be here... come with us...

Eli!

-Don't you touch her!

Are you insane? Shut up!

Anita!

Shut up! We're trying to sleep.

Wash yourself and put on this.

You too wash... get up!

I dress as I like!

You don't like how I dress?

I do!

We all must dress like you?

Get your hands off me!

Don't touch me, you pigs!

Are you German?

What's a little girl doing here?

I ain't got my papers yet.

We need papers to live in this shitty world...

Uncle Jacob got the papers!

Get dressed... we're taking you home.

How's a going with

the trips to Palestine?

Not that good.

Are the English still

blocking our ships?

Our people won't give up

until the English are gone.

The English will leave eventually,

but the Arabs will not.

Then we gonna live with the bible in one hand

and a gun in the other.

Aron, our masters taught us that you must

hold the bible with both hands.

With heart and mind.

Alright, we'll hold the bible with two hands

and we gonna shoot as well.

Oh my... you talk like a true Polish Jew.

You know the difference between God and a Polish Jew?

-No...

God knows everything...

the Polish Jew knows everything, but better.

Welcome back!

It's so good to see you...

Who put this here?

-'Twas me.

What for?

Well, considering the situation I thought...

What?

Monika is right...the neighbors aren't trusty,

we gotta be careful...

Whatever you thought, you're wrong.

Take it out now... come on.

I hope you have a mezuzah somewhere.

No, we don't have it.

Of course we have it.

Good.

Here... you put it so that everyone can see it... this way.

I'll hang it.

Come help me with Roby.

Stay with him, I'll get the milk.

-Hi Roby!

I missed you so much!

I thought I wasn't gonna see you again.

Anita... Roth is a good man and

the work shouldn't be too hard...

If you can use a Singer and work well,

I'm sure he'll be pleased with you.

My mom had a Singer.

How much will she earn?

Maybe 20 dollars a week.

-Dollars?

Dollars are the only weapon

against the "sovietization" of Europe.

Here we are.

I'll pick you up later.

Anita... come with me.

See you later.

Peace to you.

-Peace to you.

Again, many thanks.

Good luck.

Do you remember me?

We met at the ball.

Don't be afraid,

you'll be safe with us.

Milos... she's Anita, look after her.

Hi.

So... put on this and sit here.

David will explain you everything.

Hi.

-Hi.

I can sew and thread a needle, my mother taught me.

Uncle Jacob got me this job as well.

Are you happy?

I'll be happier when I leave.

For Palestine.

Aren't you afraid?

Uncle Jacob says there's war there...

the English are blocking us and Arabs don't want us.

I'm more afraid to stay...

they don't like us here.

Actually, I don't know how Palestine is like.

Maybe it's just a dream...

But you never forsake a dream, don't you think?

-Yes...

What will you do there?

I'm gonna build school for orphans.

Look... you turn it this way...

Then lower the needle.

Come on, I got a surprise for you.

-What?

If I tell you it's not a surprise.

You wanna go?

We can have a drink, if you like.

-No...

I wanna see the end.

A Jewish barber was really mistaken for Hitler?

-Movies are all fiction, don't you know?

It seemed all so real to me... and to you?

No... I'm like Monika, there's things I choose not to think about.

How come you never talk about the past?

Monika never even asked me how mom and dad died.

Please, Anita... it's the past, forget it...

You may need to forget, not me!

I wanna remember everything...

How can you live this way?

-Fine! You wanna know how my girlfriend died?

Her name was Ilona, she was only 18 yrs old...

the Nazis burned her alive in her house....

We're leaving, it's late.

Come back soon.

-Yes, Sunday around 7....

I'll see you then.

Anita... don't ever leave Roby alone.

Don't worry, enjoy the thermal baths.

-Bring back something nice!

You know, Roby... when Anita left the camp

she could barely remember how to eat.

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