Alone in Berlin Page #2

the moment you step out

of that door

I will no longer know you.

You know what they called me

in the courtroom, don't you?

No? Cold-blooded Fromm.

I have a mistress whom I obey.

Her name is justice.

- But I want to be

in the apartment

when my husband arrives.

- He isn't coming back and you

know that, Frau Rosenthal.

Lock the door. Yes?

- Where is this Barkhausen,

then? Where does he live?

- It's right here.

- Have you heard of that

old woman that disappeared?

- I know her.

-See what they want. Go on!

-Hey, is the old man at home?

- What's it got to do with you?

-A lot.

It's got a lot to do

with the police, too

and with the man at the party.

That's him, inspector.

It was him and the other bum.

The husband of the postmistress.

My father and me,

we caught them in that

Jewish woman's apartment

on the fifth floor.

They wanted

to clear everything out.

You ought to have

it confiscated.

- You did it yourself,

you creep.

You and your father.

- Let's go.

Let's talk to the woman.

-She isn't upstairs.

- Herr Fromm...

- for you I'm still, your honor.

Who is your commanding officer?

- Escherich.

Inspector Escherich.

Police headquarters

Prinz Albrecht Strasse.

-I know the address.

Get him here.

And then

you leave this apartment.

-Like hell I will.

So, you live alone?

You don't mind

if I look around, do you?

Good day.

-You should have seen it.

Papa got into them,

he had them scared.

Then me and my brother

went after him

and his buddy

and really had them running.

-Baldur?

- My brother's

an ss Sturmbannfuhrer.

- Is that you?

Baldur Persicke?

You often played

in my apartment.

You'd ring the bell

because I gave you apple cake.

Right?

How big you are now.

And how strong.

-Get her out.

- But...

- Just go!

Heil Hitler!

-No!

-She's dead, Otto.

-I saw.

- You said you saw how

judge Fromm hid the old woman

at his place, didn't you?

You know what's going on

in this apartment house.

A break-in,

unlawful appropriation

of national wealth

a denunciation

of a respectable citizen.

Enough!

-Oh, I just..

- And a dead woman who was

very much alive a moment ago.

You're not getting out

of this one.

- You can't do this.

No, you can't.

- Oh, yes, he can, but he won't.

Because he's a police counsellor

and not a monster.

I'm sure this gentleman

didn't take

anything that doesn't

belong to him

because he knows

exactly what that would mean.

So, he will do what he does best

when he leaves this place.

He will return to his

comfortable little apartment.

And he will observe

what is going on here.

- Yes, of course, inspector.

I will.

-You can leave now.

- Your honor,

did something happen?

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