Black Book Page #7

You, stop.

Guys take over, it's for Gerben.

Mr. Kuipers? A lady wants to speak to you.

Ellis de Vries?

Wait Mr Kuipers.

Calm down please, Mr Kuipers.

She has information, names.

About these dead people,

including your son.

Will you listen to her?

Yes.

Ellis?

Do you know, who this is?

What do you have to say about it?

-This.

This says it all.

From '42 onwards Hans and his friends

helped jews to find shelter.

Usually his own patients.

And clients of Maarten, the banker.

And Kees who was a lawyer.

Hans knew, how much money they had

and where they were hiding.

Look. The names that Smaal wrote down:

Weiszman, Goud, van Witsen.

All those men came to him for their

money in order to flea to Belgium.

According to the Red cross.

None of them ever made it.

Lured to the Biesbosch

and then murdered and robbed.

Here, my parents.

-Were they patients of Hans?

No, but my brother got

an acute appendix problem.

They asked Smaal, for help,

who sent in Doc Hans.

It says here:

'Dr A. visits Stein.'

Our good samaritan even

operated him

Not bad, he wasn't even a surgeon.

Then he called Franken and turned them in.

Franken had van Gein turn up

and 2 days later they were dead.

I don't understand. Hans...

Did you know he got arrested last year?

-No?

Thank God, the germans always

made 15 copies of everything.

This is the official german arrest sheet.

See.

Dr. H Akkermans, arrested 19.02.1944

Signed:
G. Franken.

3 weeks later Smaal wrote down:

Dr. A. got out, due to lack of proof.

He made a deal with Franken.

The bastard.

He had his own people killed.

-Kees, Maarten, everyone.

So no one could ask where

there jewish clients had been.

Did you arrest him?

-No, he vanished.

In thin air. His house is empty.

We just came from there. The

suitcases with the loot are gone.

Gerben?

Yes.

We have to get back.

I telexed Hans' licence plate to all the checkpoint.

Captain...

I'll stay with Gerben.

# oranje boven

oranje boven, leve de koningin

Look.

That's Hans' Jeep.

The hearse is gone.

He's trying to sneak away.

-Where can he go to?

Belgium, I think. But the captain said, they're

checking all the road blocks.

You drive.

I'll call Field security.

That's not far from here.

No, thanks.

A hearse has been seen near a

blockade in the direction of 't Hollands Diep.

Here, turn right.

Papers.

-But I have just been checked.

Let go.

Let go.

Willi?

Quick, to the back.

-Willi, what's happening?

What's happening, goddammit?

Who are you? Ellis?

Ellis, is that you?

Don't do it. Goddammit.

Goddammit, let me out. Ellis?

Ellis, please don't. Ellis.

Let me out, Ellis, please.

We can talk about this?

Ellis, look.

All for you. Jewelry.

I've got more. Jewels. Gold.

American dollars.

Take it.

Just open the coffin, Ellis.

What are you doing?

Ellis? Goddammit.

Ellis, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Ellis?

Ellis? Don't

Goddammit.

Ellis.

Don't.

I have nothing to do with this.

Open it. Goddammit.

Let me out. Goddammit.

I want to...

Don't... Don't

Goddammit.

Goddammit.

Ellis? Don't

Don't Ellis?

Let me explain, honey.

Let me...

Goddammit.

You dirty whore.

I'm going to get you, b*tch.

Dirty kraut whore.

I'm going to get you.

You're going to die.

We should be opening his coffin, by now.

Yeah, we should.

What do we do with the money?

It's not ours.

It's nobody's

It belongs to the dead.

He's silent now. At last.

Seemed like an eternity.

Mummy.

Hi, sweethearts.

Where were you?

-I was here.

What were you thinking about?

-About the past.

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