The Assault Page #2

and now at the last...

Anton, put on a coat.

God, where is that boy?

Maybe at Korteweg. That's where

he ran to with Ploeg's pistol.

Did you really see that?

- Just when he walked away, he grabbed it.

He wouldn't...

I'm going to Korteweg.

Be careful, there's the guy

who was shooting at Peter.

Get inside, mom.

Yes, I'm closing the doors.

Open it.

- Open the door immediately.

They have the key...

Three men go upstairs.

The rest spread out.

Papers, quickly. Everything.

- We have nothing to do with it.

Shut up.

Ethica, more demonstrata geometrico.

Benedictus de Spinoza.

Is that right?

Are Jew books being read here?

I...

- Take off your hat when you talk to me.

I am principal clerk

of the court.

Shut up, Jew friend.

Where is the fourth one?

My 17-year-old son, scared

by this terrible event...

suddenly left the parental house

without saying goodbye.

He went in that direction.

You don't say, Mr. principal clerk!

He did?

Suddenly? Really?

Absolutely.

- Take them.

Tonny.

- Mom.

Wait here.

Here, take this.

Come.

Are we locking up kids now, too?

- No bullshit, open it.

Will my parents be brought here as well?

- That's a concern of the Germans.

Where should I leave him? They're all full.

- With the one in cell six.

The SD said Einzelhaft would go there.

- I'm the guard commander.

Try to get some sleep,

it's only for one night.

Sir?

What brings you here?

- Madam...

They set our house on fire.

- When? Just now?

Yes, a man was shot in

front of our house.

I mean, not at our house. At the neighbours...

- Jesus.

Were you home alone?

- No, with my father and my mother...

and my brother... He escaped.

He wanted...

What now?

Come.

Come sit here with me.

Ok now?

My name is An...

- Hush, I don't want to know that.

I'm not going to tell you my name either.

But one thing you should never

forget for the rest of your life.

What?

Don't forget that the Krauts

set your house on fire.

Who did it, did it.

And not someone else.

I do know that, I saw it with my

my own eyes. The Krauts.

Yes, but they will say that the

illegals are responsible for it.

They know that if you kill such a

lout, there will be reprisals.

Do you know the name of that guy?

- Ploeg.

Softly.

Fake Ploeg. A bastard, he was with the

police. His son was in my class.

Did you see him? Was he really dead?

- Dead as a doornail.

You know, if the illegals

wouldn't have done it...

that Ploeg would have killed

a lot of other people.

Why are you crying now?

It's all so horrible.

The world is a hell. It's hell.

I'm glad it will all be over

soon. I've had it.

What will be over soon?

- The war. The war, of course.

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