Schindler's List Page #6

Don't forget who you

are working for now.

Jawohl!

Make sure he stays.

He's a slippery bastard!

We need more wine.

More wine!

Stand on my friend.

Don't let him leave.

Was passiert

denn in einem Leben

Prost! Prost!

Thank you, Herr Direktor.

Prost, Herr Direktor!

What are you doing?

What? Scratching my head.

Makes them think we have lice.

Helps make them keep their distance.

Do you have lice?

Do you have your notebook?

The calendar on my

desk has the birthdays

of our SS friends'

wives and children.

Don't forget to

send something.

Record payoffs to

the Main Administration

and Economics Office,

the Arm...

Slowly, Stern, slowly.

The Armaments Board, Governor

General's Division of the Interior

and Chief of Police as "fees."

And make them on

the first of each month,

as opposed to individual

payoffs to our SS contacts.

The list is in the lower

drawer of my desk, which you...

"First of month..."

SS contacts list, lower drawer

of my desk, which you handle

as cash contributions

to legitimate charities

sent, of course,

to each official's office.

Dealings with our

black market contacts

listed as suppliers in

the legitimate ledger

are more complicated.

Forget it.

What do you mean, forget it?

You can't forget it.

It gives me a headache.

It gives me a headache!

I couldn't get

you out of here.

I'll be all right.

Anyway, I'm here almost every

week. Wednesdays, usually.

I'll look in on you,

see how you're doing.

Here, put these

in your pocket.

Come on.

Herr Direktor,

don't let things fall apart.

I've worked too hard.

Thanks for... Good luck.

Achtung, Mtzen ab!

Work!

An die Arbeit!

What are you making?

Hinges, sir.

I've got some

workers coming in tomorrow.

Where the hell

they from again?

Yugoslavia,

Herr Kommandant.

I've got to make room.

Make me a hinge.

Yes, sir.

Keep going, you're doing well.

Oh, that's very good.

But I'm a bit confused,

and perhaps you can help me.

What I don't understand

is that you've been working

since I think, what,

about 6:
00 this morning?

Yet, such a small pile

of hinges.

Oh, Christ.

May I try that, sir?

Check the angle lever.

Maybe it's bent.

No, no. You wouldn't hear a

click if it was the angle lever.

Maybe it's the pin.

Maybe the pin shaft is greasy.

Ja, come on.

What did I just say? Here.

Herr Kommandant.

I beg to report that my heap

of hinges was so unsatisfactory

because the machines were

being recalibrated this morning.

I was put on to

shoveling coal.

Strange, huh?

Yeah.

Thank you, Muek.

Ah, Lisiek. Don't touch the

leather, it's just been oiled.

Rottenfhrer.

Oh, for me?

Oh, thank you very much,

Herr Direktor.

Herr Direktor!

Herr Direktor!

Herr Direktor.

He was making

hinges slowly.

So the man can

turn out a hinge in

less than a minute.

Why the long story?

Hmm?

Thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

Nobody knows who

stole the chicken, hmm?

Tell him about the chicken.

A man walks around with a

chicken and nobody notices this.

Save yourselves.

Tell him about the chicken.

Still nobody knows.

It was you.

You committed this crime.

No, sir.

But you know who, though.

Yes.

Who?

Him!

He's very gifted.

Yeah, sure.

Bring him over.

Sir. Thank you.

Thank you again,

Herr Direktor.

You're welcome again.

It's an honor to work

for such a great company.

It's great to have you.

I promise to learn everything there

is to know about enamelware production.

That's great.

Hello? Miss Elsa Krause is

here. I only need five minutes.

She wants to speak

to the Herr Direktor.

Yes.

He won't see you.

Please, sit down.

Pernod? Cognac?

No. No, thank you.

So, what can I do for you?

They say that

no one dies here.

They say your

factory is a haven.

They say you are good.

Who says that?

Everyone.

My name is Regina Perlman,

not Elsa Krause.

I've been living in Krakow on false

papers since the ghetto massacre.

My parents are in Plaszow.

Their names are

Chana and Jakob Perlman.

They are older people. They are

killing older people now in Plaszow.

They bury them up

in the forest. Look,

I don't have any money.

I borrowed these clothes.

I'm begging you. Please.

Please bring them here.

I don't do that.

You've been misled.

I ask one thing.

Whether or not the

worker has certain skills.

That's what I ask

and that's what I care about.

My father is an importer,

not a metalworker.

Such activities are illegal. You will

not entrap me!

Cry, and I will have you

arrested. I swear to God!

People die.

It's a fact of life.

He wants to kill everybody?

Great!

What am I

supposed to do about it?

Bring everybody over?

Is that what you think?

Send them over to

Schindler. Send them all!

His place is a haven, didn't

you know? t's not a factory.

It's not an enterprise of any kind.

It's a haven for

rabbis and orphans

and people with no

skills whatsoever!

You think I don't

know what you're doing?

You're so quiet all the

time. I know, I know!

Are you losing money?

That's not the point!

So the point is?

It's dangerous!

It's dangerous to me!

You have to understand. Goeth

is under enormous pressure.

You have to think of

it in his situation.

He's got this

whole place to run.

He's responsible for everything

here, all these people.

He's got a lot of

things to worry about.

And he's got the war which

brings out the worst in people.

Never the good, always

the bad. Always the bad.

But in normal circumstances he wouldn't

be like this. He'd be all right.

There'd just be the good

aspects of him, which...

He's a wonderful crook.

A man who loves good food, good

wine, the ladies, making money...

Killing.

He can't enjoy it.

Bejski told me the other day,

somebody escaped

from a work detail

outside the wire.

Goeth lined up everybody from

the missing man's barracks.

He shot the man to the left of

Bejski, the man to the right of him.

He walked down the line shooting

every other man with a pistol.

Twenty-five.

What do you want

me to do about it?

Nothing, nothing.

We're just talking.

"Perlman."

Perlman!

Husband and wife.

Jakob and Chana Perlman!

Have Goldberg bring them over.

Mtzen ab!

Appell abtreten!

I'm sure this will be better

than those rags, Lisiek.

Herr Direktor, I was just

helping Lisiek to find something

to clean the stains from the

Herr Kommandant's bathtub.

Go clean it.

Pardon me, Herr Direktor.

You don't have to

report to me, Helen.

You know who I am? Hmm?

I'm Schindler.

Of course.

I have heard, and

you have been here before.

Here, why don't you

keep this someplace?

Go on, take it.

I get extra food here.

Well, if you don't want to eat

it, trade it. Or give it to Lisiek.

Why not build yourseIf up?

My first day here,

he beat me

because I threw out

the bones from dinner.

He came down to the basement

at midnight, and he...

He asked me where they were.

For his dogs,

you understand.

I said to him,

I don't know how I say this.

I never could say it now,

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