The Day the Clown Cried Page #13
- Year:
- 1972
- 90 min
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HELMUT:
(whispering)
I was just going to ask him
about the forms ... my release ...
KELTNER:
(shaking his head)
That was not the time, believe me!
Keltner sits Helmut down next to him on his lower bunk, as
Helmut rubs his throat, and tries swallowing a few times ...
KELTNER:
(continuing)
Hurt much?
HELMUT:
(beaten)
No, I'm alright ... thank you.
They both sit in silence ... Helmut breaks the silence...
HELMUT:
Johann, why do they pick on me?
I've never done anything to them.
KELTNER:
You've never done anything for them!
Helmut dislikes Keltner's remark and gets up from the lower
bunk and starts up to his. He gets to the top bunk and
starts to get onto it, stops and whispers to Keltner.
HELMUT:
You think I should have performed?
KELTNER:
The men would have appreciated it.
Helmut rolls into his bunk, the lights go out and he lies on
his back staring at the ceiling. Keltner sits on the side
of his bunk and takes his shoes off ... periodically the
rays from the searchlights revolving outside cross the
windows to momentarily flood the barracks with light. After
a few seconds, Helmut leans over to whisper to Keltner.
HELMUT:
Johann!
KELTNER:
(he stands up, eye level with Helmut)
What is it?
HELMUT:
They don't believe me, do they?
I mean about being a clown?
KELTNER:
Oh, I'd say you've convinced most. However --
(a long beat)
There is one you haven't convinced ...
Helmut stares at Keltner, knowing full well what's coming
... yet doesn't have the courage to take the chance that it
might be another thought ... so he waits ...
KELTNER:
(gently)
You, Helmut ... you!
CLOSE - HELMUT
The truth of Keltner's charge hits Helmut with an
overpowering force. He looks at Keltner for a beat ... his
eyes filled with pain, then slowly turns away from him,
leaving him standing there as we PAN with Helmut and HOLD on
...
CLOSE - THE WINDOW
The rain is pouring down.
DISSOLVE TO:
It is the next morning, a chilly, damp day following a night
of rain.
LOUDSPEAKER (o.s.)
Attention! Attention! All prisoners
will assemble immediately in the yard.
All prisoners will assemble immediately
in the yard. Attention! Attention!
The loudspeakers repeat the command. Across the muddy,
puddle splotched yard, a barbed wire barricade about six
feet high has been erected, dividing the camp in two. A
number of guards patrol the fence on both sides.
EXT. BARRACKS H - WINDOW - DAY
Uhlmann is looking out into the yard. He motions to someone
to "take a look at this".
INT. BARRACKS H - DAY
Galt has just arrived at the window where Uhlmann is
standing.
UHLMANN:
They've put up barbed wire!
MED. SHOT - FAVORING HELMUT, KELTNER
They look at each other in wonder as they start into the
aisle. The men in the barracks are frantically trying to
organize themselves.
The prisoners are pouring out of the barracks doorway. Galt
and Uhlmann are already standing outside as Helmut, Keltner,
Herman, Adolf, Franz, Ludwig, Stout Prisoner, New Prisoners,
join them. All look o.s. momentarily speechless at what
they see.
GALT:
What the hell ... ?
FULL SHOT - YARD - PRISONERS' POV
Beyond the fence we see men, women and children standing in
groups near the barracks on that side of the camp. The
SOUND of children crying can be heard.
VARIOUS SHOTS - MEN
As they quickly scurry to line up in front of their own hut.
STOUT PRISONER:
Youngsters! They've got
youngsters over there.
YOUNG PRISONER:
Women!
ADOLF:
Another fence!
MED. SHOT - PRISONERS - FAVORING KELTNER
Helmut stands next to him.
HELMUT:
What does it mean?
What do they need a fence for?
KELTNER:
(shaking his head)
Misery loves company. Looks like
they're going to deny us even that.
The Guard is shoving the late-comers into place.
GUARD:
All right. All right, move.
Hurry it up. Move.
ANOTHER ANGLE:
SHOOTING ACROSS the prisoners in f.g. toward the new fence.
Guards move among the men, herding them into lines. On the
other side of the fence, we can see the new arrivals lining
up, being prodded into place by Guards.
On both sides of the fence, the prison inmates have
assembled in the wet, forbidden yard. On one side are the
regular prisoners, who watch the guards warily as they
straighten their lines. On the other side are the new
prisoners -- about two hundred frightened Jews of all ages,
including thirty or forty children and a number of very old
men and women. They stand in absolute silence as the
loudspeakers blare again, except for the crying children.
LOUDSPEAKER:
Attention! The Commandant issues the following
special order:
the north side of the camp is nowtemporary quarters for non-Aryan prisoners.
Fraternizing between Aryan and non-Aryan
prisoners is strictly prohibited. Any violation
of this order will be severely punished.
Heil Hitler ... Repeating...
ANOTHER ANGLE:
SHOOTING THROUGH the booted, outspread legs of a soldier
guard in f.g. toward the line of prisoners behind him. One
woman holds a child of about three who cries inconsolably.
LOUDSPEAKER:
The Commandant issues the following special order:
As the announcement is read, the guard's legs turn around,
and he walks away from the CAMERA toward the woman. He
stands before her menacingly, and she clutches the child
closer to her in a futile attempt to hush its crying.
LOUDSPEAKER:
(continuing)
The north side of the camp is now temporary
quarters for non-Aryan prisoners. Fraternizing
between Aryan and non-Aryan prisoners is ...
MED. SHOT - PRISONERS
SHOOTING along line of prisoners from barracks H to show
their various reactions as the announcement continues --
disdain, surprise, sympathy and relief. The guard stands
with his back to the line at the end farthest from the
CAMERA. Galt is near the CAMERA.
GALT:
(under his breath)
Jews!
Prisoners nearest to Galt eye him questioningly.
LOUDSPEAKER:
(continuing)
... strictly prohibited. Any violation of
this order will be severely punished. Heil Hitler.
The loudspeakers go dead. The prisoners stand silently
studying the new arrivals across the yard. The new
prisoners self-conciously file back into their huts on the
other side of the fence. As the prisoners begin to break
rank --
GUARD:
Prisoners from barracks H remain
in line. Barracks H will remain in line.
The prisoners turn and look in direction of the Guard as
they straighten their lines. The guard paces slowly along
the line inspecting it silently. On the fringes of the
scene, we can see prisoners from other barracks gathering to
see what their fellow convicts are in for.
Finally he stops and contemplates his shabby charges with
disgust.
GUARD:
I said last night I didn't think I would enjoy
being called up to account for the noise
coming from barracks H. I can tell you
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