The Pianist Page #4
DOROTA:
Really?
SZPILMAN:
Yes!
(he looks at her,
smiles)
It was...it was unforgettable.
She's embarrassed.
DOROTA:
I've always loved your playing,
Mr. Szpilman.
SZPILMAN:
Wladek, please.
DOROTA:
She begins to laugh.
SZPILMAN:
I could accompany you, me on the
piano, you on the cello.
They become almost helpless, holding on to each other.
DOROTA:
Oh, Mr Szpilman, you're quite...
quite wonderful.
SZPILMAN:
Wladek, please.
Amidst their laughter, he takes her hand and kisses it.
The family are gathered around the table, listening to
Father reading from the newspaper.
The apartment has even less furniture now. The paintings
are gone.
FATHER:
(reading)
'Re:
emblems for Jews in the WarsawDistrict. I hereby order that all
Jews in the Warsaw District will
wear visible emblems when out of
doors. This decree will come into
force on the 1st December 1939 and
applies to all Jews over twelve
years of age. The emblem will
be worn on the right sleeve and
will represent a blue Star of David
on a white background. The
background must be sufficiently
large for the Star to measure eight
centimetres from point to point.
The width of the arms of the Star
(reading)
must be one centimetre. Jews who
do not respect this decree will be
severely punished. Governor of
Warsaw District, Dr. Fischer.'
Silence. Then:
HENRYK:
I won't wear it.
REGINA:
won't wear it. I'm not going to be
branded.
SZPILMAN:
(grabbing the
newspaper)
Let me see this.
FATHER:
Doesn't it say we have to provide
these armbands ourselves? Where
will we get them?
HENRYK:
We're not going to get them. We're
not going to wear them!
Silence, each locked in their own thoughts.
Father, wearing the Star of David armband, walks slowly
along, carrying a string bag containing potatoes and
carrots, his eyes fixed on the pavement as if his thoughts
are a million miles away.
He passes two GERMAN OFFICERS. They stop.
GERMAN OFFICER:
(a harsh shout)
You!
Father stops, turns fearfully and approaches the Germans.
GERMAN OFFICER:
Why didn't you bow?
FATHER:
(removing his hat)
I'm sorry I...
I German Officer cracks him hard across the face, catching
his ear. Father reels, collects himself as best he can and
starts to shuffle on -
GERMAN OFFICER:
(calling after him)
You are forbidden to walk on the
pavement. Walk in the gutter!
Father steps off the pavement and walks in the gutter. The
German turn and go. Father walks on.
INT. WARSAW APARTMENT - EVENING
Szpilman composing at the piano. He plays, makes adjustments
with a pencil to the manuscript, plays again. The flat is
almost bare. Halina, enters with a newspaper.
HALINA:
Have you seen this?
SZPILMAN:
(irritated)
What, I'm working, what?
She hands him the paper. He looks at it. His expression
darkens.
INSERT:
the newspaper. A map of the proposed Jewish area: two
distinct districts, one large, one smaller.
SZPILMAN'S VOICE
What is it?
HALINA'S VOICE
That's where they're going to put
us.
SZPILMAN'S VOICE
What d'you mean, put us?
THE APARTMENT:
She looks over his shoulder and reads. As she does so, the
door of Henryk's room opens and he stands leaning in the
doorway, watching, as if amused.
HALINA:
'By order of the Governor of the
Warsaw District, Dr. Fischer,
concerning the establishment of
the Jewish District in Warsaw.
There will be created a Jewish
District in which all Jews living
in Warsaw or moving to Warsaw will
have to reside." And look here:
'Jews living outside of the
prescribed area will have to move
to the Jewish district by 31st of
October 1940.'
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