Defiance
What do we do?
Shut up!
We've got to get home. Go!
Come on, it's safe.
Let's go!
Stop it! Asael, Stop it!
Stop! You want to cry? Stop!
Aron, let's go!
Tuvia! It's Tuvia!
If I was a German,
you would be dead.
- Papa and mama... They killed them!
- I know.
Big brother returns.
You saw them?
Where is your wife and child?
Lodiszcia. Hiding in a cellar.
I'll bring them when it is safe.
- And Rivka?
- She wouldn't leave.
You are still...
- She's still my wife.
A rich wife ...
Tell me, Tuvia. Why've you come back?
- Do you have a plan?
- No. Do you?
Tuvia, we've run from the police our whole life,
do you think this is s good time to stop?
We know these woods,
they'll never find us in here.
I told him to stay here!
I miss Papa.
I can't believe he's dead.
- Bernicki.
- We don't know he did it.
- The police captain?
- He always had it in for papa.
- But we don't know that he did it.
- So, we'll go and ask him if he did it.
Koscik has a pistol,
he showed it to me once.
One pistol is nothing. We need
rifles. Machine-guns.
- Machine-guns? What next? You're gonna take on the whole German Army?
- Just because ...
The child is hurt.
Please, lay her down here.
We cannot feed them.
- I'll go ask Koscik for food.
- And the pistol.
And the pistol.
I only have four bullets.
Your father was a good man.
He said the same of you.
Ignore the b*tch. To the dead.
God rest their souls.
I live with this, can you imagine?
The barn.
Be quiet!
- I'm sorry, but they have to go with you.
- And what am I suppose to do with them?
Those policemen ...
Where they the one's who killed my parents?
You people... Why is it so f***ing hard
beeing friends with a Jew?
Try beeing one.
Who is he?
Where are we going?
You sat at the back, in school...
- I am Shamon Haretz.
- I thought you were dead.
I'm at least half dead.
I heard you speaking of your parents.
I am very sorry.
The other brothers... What was he's name?
The wild one.
- Zus. He's with the other two.
- You are hiding here, in the forest?
There has been trouble before, maybe. With the police?
So you go to the forest. A wise choice.
A wise choice. For a stupid school boy.
My whole life I presumed to teach others
the right way to live.
I had no doubt this is God's way.
This isn't.
You'll forgive me if recent events had
somewhat shaking my resolve.
Just like school. I have no
idea what you are talking about. Please, let's go!
Here. You're not hungry?
Your little one does not talk?
He saw things.
- I send you for food and you bring more mouths to feed.
- You send me?
- Oh, please...
It was Bernicki who killed papa.
You at least get the pistol.
Only four bullets.
I will have to make them count.
For my parents, David and Bella Bielski.
For my brothers and for all the others.
Only one left.
His sons.
How was it?
- How was what?
- To kill them.
- It was good, no?
- Shut up!
- And what about these others?
- I don't know.
The women would slow us down.
- Your old teacher ...
- What? You're afraid he's gonna
spank you for forgetting your homework?
- We have too much people to move, Tuvia. And quickly.
- I agree, but they're here.
We'll sleep further up the trail. If someone comes
and stumble on them first, then... the gunshots should give
us time to escape.
All right. But no more.
No more.
I know ... I know!
Tamara, you remember cousin Zus.
PLease, go on and sit by the fire.
Alasar, he's Isabel youngest.
And this is Isaac Malbin. He's from Minsk.
- Tuvia! Tuvia!!
- Asael, find them something to eat!
- Tuvia, I have pity for them all, but ...
- They're family.
And how will we feed this family?
We'll water the soup.
- And this one. She's family?
- No.
..the f***!
Have you never used a hammer before?
- Aah... no.
- What is that you do?
I suppose you'd have to say I was... am an intellectual.
This is a job?
I.. I published a small magazine.
Actually, a journal.
More like a pamphlet.
Tuvia! This is Lyla.
Lyla is my forest wife.
I see.
Congratulations.
- Interesting concept...
- As long as his village wife stays in hiding.
Hello, boys! What can we do for you?
Food. We want food.
This little shits are holding us sap.
You have the balls to shoot me, little sh*t?
- We have food, we have food!
- No...
No, I want to see if this little sh*t
has the balls to shoot me.
You like to shoot Jews, little sh*t, ha?
- You are Jews?
- No, we're the Gestapo.
- Put down the gun.
- Or perhaps you prefer we'd shove it up your ass?
- Hey! Look at me. Where are you from?
- Polidiska. We haven't eaten in two days.
My name is Peretz. This is Jacov.
Two days ago, there were 3000
Jews in Polidiskya and now... there are 50.
Me and him we... hid in a wall.
You know a woman?
Sonya Bielski?
We knew her.
There was a child ...
- My child. I should have protected... I...
- No...
Sonya!
Mama ... Papa ...
So many dead.
- I know.
Why not us?
- I don't know.
Better to be hiding in the woods...
like rabbits ...
Hunted.
We're looking for partisans.
What is the name of your otriad?
What is an otriad?
- It's an armed brigade.
- We heard the Russians are
beginning to organize.
- Here?
- And also in Delepikanska.
Then we are the Bielski otriad.
You want to join?
The Russians are fighters.
- But you need a gun to join them.
They sabotage railroads and kill Germans.
You want to kill Germans?
Come with me. Unless you're still afraid to use that rifle.
Stay there! Stay there!!!
We must get what we need without killing.
This will not bring your family back.
- Blood for blood.
You've had yours.
- And I can still see their faces.
Vengeance is mine. Who said that to you?
- Oh, what? This is God's work you're doing now, Zusia?
No, only you can do that.
Take a few lives, spare a few others...
We must not become like them!
- No, but at least we can kill like them.
Are you coming with us or not?
It's coming! It's coming!
Now we are real partisans.
To the Bielski Otriad!
- Cigarettes!
Get his rifle!
Sh*t! He's going the wrong way!
We can't just leave him!
- We have no choice! Go!
They thought you were bringing food.
Farmers stop you? Hm?
They had guns? Dogs?
- No.
I don't understand.
The Talmud says if you save a life, you must
take responsability for it.
Again, I have no ideea
what you're talking about.
Oh, yes. I think you do.
And now your little brother is gone.
How did you get past Lazar?
- Who?
You worthless piece of sh*t!
Enough!
He went right by you! Someone could have been killed!
- I said enough!
Get up! Get up!
He should be shot.
If we were real partisans, you'd be shot, you hear that?
You stupid little piece of f***!
He made a mistake!
Mistake? We can not make mistakes, Tuvia.
- Like last night, Zus?
First they will torture Asael and then they will hang him.
You are Tuvia Bielski?
You know me?
- We heard of you in Vielnow.
Vielnow? My sister is in Vielnow!
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