Black Book Page #2
-right.
Why are we going east?
How can you tell?
I used to be helmsman on a big ship.
Before the war.
Before the war I was on the
Holland-America line. I am zigzagging
Excellent.
Get out.
Show me your cargo.
Open up.
- But she's dead.
but it's a very bad disease.
- Typhus.
Open it.
Close it.
Man, I almost choked.
We never get any complaints.
At least a centimetre of space.
Look.
Can't do any wider, otherwise they'll notice.
-No, I mean in the rain.
I could hardly keep my face still.
Come.
You can clean yourself up over there.
Here, use this.
I don't know, how I will ever be
able to thank you.
Take a hike, Joop.
Instead thank the people
who found you...
warning the SD.
We'll paint that.
Dad-
Kuipers.
Ellis de Vries.
You'll get used to the name.
Do you have a good ID?
All fine, dad. More than real.
Yes.
Did you ever do any cooking?
-Yes, i used to at home, kosher.
There's no demand for that anymore.
Sorry.
-You can stay here.
But you'll have to work.
The harder, the better.
Her whole family was murdered,
by the SS.
Some time, we'll get back
to them, Ellis.
five month later
Ellis, come here.
We need a substitute.
Could you be a replacement.
Work is work.
-Even if it's dangerous?
What do I have to lose?
Your life.
She'll travel with me tomorrow?
-Yes.
The new courier, Ellis
I am Hans.
-Ellis.
Have a seat.
Ok, everybody knows the procedure.
The group Kuipers handles the technical side.
Hello.
-Hello.
.. we as KP will give cover.
At what time he'll arrive?
-7:
30Wind direction?
-North-north-west.
Then you'll take the lead, Joop:
south-south-east
Red.
-You stay at 200 metres, Kees.
No further:
I am not Jesse Owens.Blue, Kees.
-And I give the signs.
Any further questions?
Then pass on the gin.
And what's my job in this boys club?
You can play my fiancee.
You'll be playing a couple.
So the krauts won't be paying attention.
Just kissing? That's all?
Boys.
To the queen.
To Wilhelmina, Tim.
You old communist.
Cheers.
One minute to go. Let's begin.
Okay, can you take this?
Chocolate.
Haven't had this for 2 years.
Ellis, you'll be carrying this tomorrow. Be
careful, there's radio equipment in there.
Music, nice.
Are we going to swing?
A transmitter receiver.
I am going to plant a microphone in
the head office of the SD.
But that's heavily guarded, right?
-I am a maintenance technician at the phone company.
The krauts need us all the time.
I can walk in and out, no problem.
Everything's prepared. I was
just waiting for this.
-Here.
I can't take this across the street.
'Handle with care' it says.
There's still some suitcases left in the office.
Start loading up, guys.
Hands up.
Don't move.
Oh my god, we took 5 lives.
What have we done?
It was them or us, Theo.
Let's load up, we have to leave.
I'll check outside.
Goddamn. He's such a cold one, Hans.
He's a top marksman.
-And if he had missed...
He never misses. Hans was the
best marksman of Pro Patria.
What's that?
-A student shooting club.
THE student marksman club.
Hans, Maarten and me were members.
And we work together for helping the jews.
Hans is great, he'll get you through anything.
No Kraut to be seen.
They were working on their own.
Take off their uniforms.
We can use everything.
We'll have to them a christian burial.
Oh yeah?
There are lots of deep holes here, Theo.
You can throw'em in there by yourself.
That's my gun. What did you think.
What did you think, I was thinking?
Check. Keep your ID's ready.
We're in love right?
Well.. here it goes.
Open all suitcases.
I'll shoot. You pull the emergency brake.
Leave the train and run. Can't think of anything else.
Stay away from me, you dirty bastard.
(German:
) good day.Can I help you?
-Thank you.
Heavy, huh?
Beautiful ladies, should not carry
heavy bags.
My records and my phonograph.
Thank you.
- You like music, very much?
That's my job.
I used to be a singer, before the war.
Ellis de Vries.
-Ludwig Mntze
Open your suitcase. Papers.
Exciting?
Very exciting.
For me that is.
Postage stamps.
all those far away countries.
-I collect them since I was six.
Probably why I studied geography.
Inspection.
Can't you see I'm busy?
Move along.
Yes, captain.
Can I look?
I'll be very gentle.
Polski... France...
countries where I am stationed.
First Poland, then France
and now here.
You've stopped with our queen.
The Wilhelmina stamps
from the dutch Indies.
I don't know if I'll
ever get them complete.
Hauptsturmfhrer, over here.
No, these are mine.
I'd be glad to take you home.
So you don't have to carry them.
That's not necessary.
I am being picked up. Thank you very much.
Maybe I'll see you around.
I'd like that.
Good bye.
You flirt very easy.
Yes, well men...
Mntze, he's called.
Quite a nice guy.
Chief of the SD. Because of him lots
of people of the resistance have died.
And a man like that collects stamps?
If he ever faces the wall after the war,
I'll be glad to say: Fire.
Watch out.
-Sorry.
Look, he found something.
Watch it.
Mr. Gerben, it's our car.
Don't touch that.
Open up. OPEN.
-It's jammed.
Jesus.
They've seen the weapons.
Get out.
Run.
Hey, stop there.
Gerben.
-God damn.
Gerben.
You're too late. They'll get you.
-He's my son.
If they get you, we're all f***ed.
You know too much: They'll beat it out of you.
Mr. Kuipers, there's nothing more we can do.
Here, take everything to Silentium.
Ellis, you take the suitcases of the dropping.
Here Hans, call them.
Tell them there's a contamination here.
Thanks to that arse called Mntze,
they now have Tim.
Wait a minute.
Please tell'em the soup kitchen is now closed.
You met this Mntze in the train, right?
The bastard, adored her.
Oh don't overreact.
He showed me his stamps.
He's collecting Wilhelmina.
How far, would you be willing to go with him.
How far?
You mean:
Sleep with him?That's a rude way of saying it.
I like things to be clear. Is that
what you mean?
How far would you go?
For Tim. For the others.
As far as Mntze is willing to go. OK?
a deadly sin:
A good suit for a dead body,while everyone else walks in rags.
Where did she put the suitcase?
Over there, in the office.
You think of everything.
And that for that f***ing kraut.
Go away. This is none of you business.
After the train incident, maybe a little?
No, not even a little.
Alright. I am here for the suitcase.
Over there.
Goddamn. It's soaking wet.
It broke?
-I hope not. It's insuline.
There's a dying need for that.
Imagine a diabetic, without his insuline...
...he can say bye bye.
-Tell me about it.
You have it as well? I never noticed.
No I don't. I am healthy.
Stop watching.
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