I Am David Page #4

to our guest?

Do you like cats?

I don't know. I guess so.

Well, if you knew Annette, you would.

She's very sweet and also very funny,

aren't you, pussycat?

What's that?

What?

This?

It's a locket.

I've had it for ages.

It belonged to my mother.

And look, I'll show you.

My father had it inscribed on the back.

He gave it to her on their wedding day.

Is that the same boy that you drew?

Yes.

That's my son, Peter.

Or he was my son.

He died not long after that picture

was taken.

-What happened?

-Pneumonia.

He'd always been a frail child...

...but he was a very sweet,

very loving boy.

Did he live here with you?

No, we all lived in Zurich then. But...

...some other things happened...

...after Peter died and...

...and I decided to move up here.

And besides,

who wouldn't want to live up here?

It's such a beautiful place,

don't you think?

We think so, don't we, pussycat?

Would you like to hold her?

-She won't bite.

-Okay.

She's so soft.

And she's vibrating.

She's purring, David.

Have you never stroked a cat before?

No.

Where do you live, David?

Nowhere.

I'm in the circus.

In the circus?

Oh, my goodness.

That must be very interesting.

Yes, it is. It's very interesting.

If you need a place to stay the night...

-...you're very welcome to stay here.

-No.

I can't. I have to go.

I can't stay anywhere anymore.

David, if there's something

troubling you...

...l'd very much like to help you

if I can.

Please...

-...don't turn me in.

-Turn you in to whom?

To them.

To him, to anyone.

I wouldn't dream of turning you

in to anybody for any reason.

You're quite safe here, David.

You're safe.

From the guards?

From everybody.

I want to tell you everything,

Sophie, but I can't.

I just can't.

You don't have to tell me anything.

I just want you to know that

you're safe here...

...and that everything

will be all right.

Sleep well, David.

Everything's all right.

Good morning, David.

I hope I didn't wake you.

I have to go to the village.

I promised to take some food

to a friend of mine who's sick.

You can come along if you want to.

Why do people do such terrible things?

Like what?

Like beat people and kill them,

and make them prisoners.

Most people don't do that.

My friend Johannes always used

to tell me...

..."trust no one."

Life wouldn't be worth living

if you did that, David.

You can be cautious,

but you have to let people in.

How do you know if they're bad or not?

David, most people are good.

They have families and friends...

...and they just want to live their

lives as happily as they can.

There will always be bad people

in this world...

...and you'll usually know

them when you meet them...

...but sometimes you won't.

But you can't let that stop you from...

...living your life fully and freely...

...and making friends...

...and seeing the goodness in people.

Because if you don't do that,

you'll never find any happiness.

Now this is my friend's house.

But you don't need to come in, David.

Why don't you go exploring?

Look around some of the shops.

I'll meet you in the bookshop

in a little while, okay?

They're nice people, David.

You don't have to worry about anything.

Okay?

Hello.

And hello to you.

You must do everything I just told you

if you want to escape.

They're moving

me to another camp tomorrow...

...and I can no longer watch over you.

This is the only way

you'll ever be safe.

Do you understand?

I know you've lived in this camp

your entire life...

...but there is a world outside it.

However, it's a very dangerous world.

Trust no one.

And...

...I'm sorry about your friend Johannes.

I've seen this bood before.

What is it?

That's a wonderful book, David.

It was written by a woman

who lost her husband and her son...

...in Bulgaria after the war.

The husband came from England.

When he went to Bulgaria

to rouse people against

the communists...

...he took her and the boy with him.

But they were all arrested,

and the man and the boy were killed.

But one of the guards

had known the woman...

...since they were children

and he'd always been in love with her.

So he arranged for forged papers

and helped her to escape.

-Is the woman still alive?

-Yes. She lives in Denmark.

I am David.

I know, David.

I know.

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