Fugitive Pieces Page #2

- Jake...

was the first time her husband

found out about it. Just a second.

You'd think

he'd be proud of her, yes?

Sure.

He beat her so badly,

she almost died.

Jake, maybe you should

just give Maurice a break.

- No, this is okay.

- No, it's not.

If you're not married to him...

you're not obligated to listen

to this stuff 24 hours a day.

- Alex, really, it's...

- No, Maurice...

it makes your brain explode...

his obsession...

- with these details...

- Alex.

It's obscene.

What's going on?

No. No!

"The moment Id

spent half my day...

crawling through

misery to reach...

vanishes under a bulb.

The shadows slip away...

as Alex again barges in...

with her shameless vitality".

Do you have any idea what

this has been like for me?

I can't take this anymore.

This is what you

want, isn't it?

Then you can...

sit in the dark forever.

Every trace of me

will be gone...

my clothes which you

think are too flashy...

and my job which

you think is trivial...

and my friends whose names

you can't even remember.

You're ungrateful, Jake.

- Alex.

- What?

Right.

I tried to bury images...

to cover them up

with distractions...

with attempts at love.

By day, I entered the world...

but at night, my mother,

my father... Bella...

simply rose, shook the earth

from their clothes...

and waited.

To live with ghosts

requires solitude.

I know only fragments

of what Athos contained.

Salt, olives...

vine leaves, sea foam...

a life spanning two

wars and one love.

Elena.

Were there words

that they regretted?

Did they imagine children?

When a man dies...

his secrets bond like crystals.

There is no one here.

You can come out.

You need some fresh air, Jakob.

Come out.

One day you have to come out.

At least we have this.

Your gums are bleeding.

I'll soak some bread

in water for you.

Eat... eat.

And this?

Who is this?

Your father.

That's right.

Your Greek is still

better than your English.

Hmm?

Oh, Nicolas...

thought I'd lost it...

my brother.

I haven't seen this photograph

for a long time.

He died at age of 18...

in a traffic accident.

Hmm.

Sometimes people die

when it's not expected...

not just during wartime.

Come here.

No one will see you.

We're too high up.

My grandparents

used to have a house...

on the island of Hydra,

overlooking the sea.

Once when Nikos was a boy...

he folded a paper airplane...

and sent it over the edge.

It landed in the hat

of a man drinking ouzo...

in a cafe near by the dock.

On the wings of the airplane...

my brother had

written a note...

begging to be saved

from a kidnapper.

And he described where

he was being held captive.

Then... the police

came to our house...

and Nikos laughed

and laughed...

while my father...

chased him yelling,

halfway down the hill.

It's all right!

It's all right.

I'm here.

Don't be scared.

Don't be scared.

Don't be scared.

- Good morning, Athos.

- Good morning.

Where did you get these fish?

My nephew has a boat,

he managed to hide them from the Nazis.

You know...

they made us take in a German officer.

He steals from us.

Everyday he takes something.

Knives, forks, needle and thread.

Whatever he finds.

He brings home potatoes,

butter, meat...

just for himself.

He forces me to serve him,

while my family watches.

Are you sure you can spare these?

If we don't look after each other,

who will?

I almost forgot.

I don't know if they'll fit.

They grow fast at his age.

Actually, he's hardly growing at all.

What is it?

It's just...

I don't know how to handle him.

He's not like other children.

He's different.

Don't say that.

He's a normal child.

He's just experienced things

that no child should.

Maybe we can find a family

to take him.

You've already done so much.

If not for you, he'd be dead.

A few days after we left Poland,

the archeologioal site

where I was working,

was destroyed by the Nazis.

They burned everything,

then shot five of my colleagues

in the forest.

They others were sent to a camp.

If it wasn't for Jakob

I'd be dead too.

We saved each other.

You are very good looking.

All the girls will want

to marry you.

You understand what I'm saying, hmm?

You learn fast.

You're smart.

You're like a sponge.

Did Athos tell you he was married?

Hmm?

Her name was Eleni.

They were together only five years

before she died.

He never told me.

Hmm... hm.

I'm only telling you Jakob...

so you know that Athos

has also been through a lot.

He's strong in many ways,

but sometimes you might need

to take care of him too.

Hmm?

You understand?

GROUNDWORK:

Damned war!

Not even a decent cup of coffee.

Beethoven counted out

exactly sixty beans...

for each cup of coffee.

Noodles and cheese...

or potatoes and fish...

but not from the Danube...

were his favourite meals.

And he only drank spring water...

or beer.

That's enough of that.

Come here, little one.

To hell!

It's okay, it's Mrs. Serenou.

Something wrong?

I'm sorry...

I hate to ask.

You know my daughter...

She's married to a Jew.

They'd be grateful

if they could stay the night.

The Gestapo ordered the mayor...

to write down the name

of every Jew on the island.

The mayor took the list

to the Archbishop, who said:

Burn it.

I'm sorry, it's not much.

Please don't apologize.

Almost everyone managed to escape.

The Jewish ghetto is empty.

This morning,

the few Jews who were left...

were rounded up at gunpoint...

then herded onto a truck

and taken away.

What happened to them?

Can he understand us?

Maybe we shouldn't...

He's already heard so much.

I'm sorry to ask you this, but...

we left some things

hidden in our house.

It's to dangerous for us to go back.

Could you perhaps...

Of course... I'll do it.

Thank you.

Be careful.

I have to go into town.

Why?

Hey... don't worry.

I'll be all right.

We know that many of the Jews have

escaped and are hiding somewhere...

The Germans know...

that many Jews have escaped

or are in hiding.

and we know that a lot of you

people did help them to escape...

also helping them to hide

at this moment.

They know that many of you

have helped them...

or hiding them.

Everybody has to stay in the square,

while we're searching every house...

right now everyone's a suspect, until

we find out who's been helping them.

As suspects,

your homes will be searched.

This has gone to far.

Do you think, I'll stand here

like a criminal?

- Stop! Stop!

- I won't be humiliated any longer.

Stop! Don't walk away!

- Stop!

- Fire!

Come here.

Can you read this?

It belongs to loannis and Allegra.

Talk to me, Jakob.

Talk to me.

Jakob.

Jakob! Jakob.

Stop, Jakob!

Stop! Stop!

Stop! Jakob!

Oh...

You are back.

It's over.

Come outside.

It's safe now.

This is a letter,

I received a few months ago.

It's invitation

to teach in Canada.

See the stamp?

Mountain...

Snow...

When?

As soon... huh, as I get a visa.

Jakob.

Jakob!

Jakob!

Jakob. Ja...

Jakob, what's the matter?

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