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New glasses.

My eyes have changed.

l need a new prescription.

-l'd like new glasses.

-ln Amsterdam.

-Sure.

-ln Amsterdam.

Cocaine and new glasses.

You'll have plants.

Wonderful Dutch plants.

And dance classes.

And do you know what?

We can buy a Dutch dog.

Everyone should have a dog.

Burning.

Don't.

l really love you.

Don't.

lf they hear us....

They won't hear us.

Streets of Berlin

I must leave you soon

Will you forget me?

Was I ever really

here?

Listen.

Run.

Rudy!

Glasses.

Give me your glasses.

Horn-rimmed.

-lntelligentsia.

-What?

Stand up.

Step on your glasses.

Step on them.

Take him.

Max!

Glasses.

Don't!

Don't move. You can't help him.

This isn't happening.

lt's happening.

Where are they taking us?

A detention camp.

-Probably Dachau.

-How do you know?

l've been through transport.

They took me to Cologne

for a propaganda film.

-Pink Triangle in Good Health.

-''Pink triangle,'' what's that?

Queer. lf you're queer, that's what you wear.

Like Jews, a yellow star.

Political, a red triangle. Criminal, green.

Pink is as low as you can get.

This isn't happening.

This can't be happening.

lf you survive the train, you stand a chance.

Here's where they break you.

You can do nothing for your friend.

lf you try to help him, they will kill you.

lf you try to care for his wounds,

they will kill you.

lf you want to stay alive, he cannot exist.

This can't be happening.

He hasn't a chance. He wore glasses.

lt isn't happening.

lt is happening.

Who is this man?

l don't know.

Your friend?

Look at him.

Look!

-Your friend?

-No.

Your friend?

-Your friend?

-No.

Stand up.

Hit him.

Like this.

-Hit him. lt's your friend.

-No.

Open your eyes.

Again.

That's enough.

Your friend?

-No.

-No.

Stand up.

Take him.

Hello.

-Yellow star?

-What?

Jew?

Yes.

l wouldn't have thought it.

How did you get that?

-What?

-Your pink triangle.

l signed a petition.

-What kind?

-For Magnus Hirschfeld.

-He wanted to make queers--

-Legal.

But the Nazis got him.

l was a nurse.

They said a queer couldn't be a nurse.

Suppose l had to touch a patient's penis?

They said rather than be a nurse,

l should be a prisoner.

So...

that's how l got my pink triangle.

How'd you get the yellow star?

l'm Jewish.

You're not Jewish, you're queer.

Maybe l'm both.

-Then you'd wear both.

-l didn't want one.

-Didn't want one?

-You told me it was the lowest.

But so is a yellow star.

l didn't want to be a queer...

so l worked a deal.

-With the Gestapo?

-Yes.

You're full of sh*t.

l'm going to work a lot of deals in the camp.

Sooner or later, they'll release us.

l'm only under protective custody.

That's what they told me.

l'm going to stay alive.

Friendship lasts about 1 2 hours

in this place.

We had ours on the train.

You didn't think l'd make it, did you?

Off the train.

-l wasn't sure.

-l'm going to stay alive.

-Yes.

-Because of you.

You told me how.

Yes.

l did.

l'm sorry.

About what?

l don't know.

Your friend.

He wasn't my friend.

l made a deal.

What?

A deal.

Leave me alone, please.

They said...

if l could....

They said....

What?

Nothing.

l think, maybe....

-Okay--

-l made....

They took me...

into that room on the train.

And they said, ''Prove that you're....''

And l did.

Did what?

l made love.

-Who to?

-Her.

Only...

maybe only 13.

She was dead.

Just....

Bullet in her.

They said, ''Prove that you're....''

And l did.

Lots of them...

watching...

laughing, drinking.

''He's a bit bent,'' they said. ''He can't.''

But....

How?

l don't know.

l wanted....

To stay alive.

-And there was something.

-Something?

Exciting.

Oh, God!

l killed him.

Sweet lips.

Angel.

-God....

-She was.

She was like an angel to save my life.

Don't do that.

You mustn't do that.

For your own sake, you mustn't touch me.

l'm a rotten person.

Rotten.

No.

Get up.

Jew bastard.

Get up!

l'm going to stay alive.

Here.

-You will work here.

-Yes, sir.

-He'll explain.

-Yes, sir.

-l'm watching.

-Yes, sir.

-l see everything.

-Yes, sir.

-No slacking.

-No, sir.

-l see everything.

-Yes, sir.

You.

Yes, sir?

-Tell him what to do.

-Yes, sir.

-You.

-Yes, sir?

-Every two hours there is a rest period.

-Yes, sir.

-For three minutes.

-Yes, sir.

-Stand at attention.

-Yes, sir.

-Don't move.

-No, sir.

-The bell rings.

-Yes, sir.

-You.

-Yes, sir?

-Explain it to him.

-Yes, sir.

You're responsible.

Yes, sir.

-You.

-Yes, sir?

l see everything.

Yes, sir.

We had a boy like that in school.

Used to lead us in Simon Says.

Okay.

-l'll explain.

-Okay.

-We have to move rocks.

-Yes, sir.

-You take one rock at a time.

-Yes, sir.

-Move it over there.

-Yes, sir.

When the entire pile is over there,

you take one rock at a time...

and you move it back.

-And move it back?

-Yes.

We move rocks from there to there,

and then back from there to there?

-Yes, sir.

-Why?

Start moving. He's watching.

lt's supposed to drive us mad.

-These are heavy.

-You get used to it.

-What do you mean, drive us mad?

-Just that.

Makes no sense, serves no purpose.

They do it to drive us mad.

-They probably know what they're doing.

-No, they don't.

l worked it out.

lt's the best job to have.

That's why l got you here.

-What?

-Don't stop. Keep moving.

You two.

Over here.

You were at the stones.

-Was it harder than this?

-l suppose so.

So it was dangerous.

-This isn't?

-No.

Don't you think you should have asked me?

-Asked you what?

-lf l wanted to move rocks.

lf l wanted to talk to you....

l couldn't ask you.

We're in different barracks.

Thank heaven.

l spent money getting you here.

-Money?

-Yes. l bribed a guard.

-Where did you get money?

-My uncle sent me some.

-And you bribed a guard?

-Yes.

-For me?

-Yes.

-You are mad.

-l thought you'd be grateful.

l like cutting stones.

This is insane.

Twelve hours of this a day.

l'll be crazy in a week.

Like you.

-Jesus.

-l'm sorry l did it.

-You're sorry.

-You don't know what's good for you.

This is the best job to have.

Moving rocks back and forth, for no reason?

The best job to have?

-Why don't you understand?

-l don't want to understand.

-l don't want to talk to you.

-You have to.

-Why?

-l got you here to talk.

-Hard luck.

-l don't want to talk.

Move your rocks and l'll move mine.

Just don't speak to me.

l thought you'd be grateful.

lt's so hot.

-Burning hot.

-You talked to me.

Weather talk, that's all.

After three days.

Everyone talks about the weather.

Heard a rumor.

-What?

-Sardines tonight.

Don't like sardines.

Only a rumor.

Suppose, after all of this...

we have nothing to talk about.

Was l awful to bring you here?

Come on, don't get depressed.

Smile.

You're not smiling.

You can't see me.

l can feel you.

l wish we could look at each other.

l've been looking at you all morning.

Yeah?

You look sexy.

-Me?

-Without your shirt.

No.

Come off it. You know you're sexy.

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