The Zookeeper's Wife Page #4

without a pass.

Listen,

there are people I know,

people trying to help.

They have trucks,

they have guns.

And they want to use the

zoo as a way station.

What do you mean?

A place to hide Jews, until safe

houses can be found for them.

A friend is different,

one friend.

But more than one? That's dangerous, Jan.

You said it yourself.

They're starving, Antonina.

Two kilometers away.

They are trapped and starving

like rats in a cellar.

How many?

Impossible to say.

And for how long?

They'd be our guests

until we found them refuge.

A human zoo.

We have to keep the grounds

in operation, or we're lost.

But whatever it is,

whatever we do,

we have to hide it

in plain sight.

We understand the war office

is going to close our zoo.

An unfortunate consequence of the

occupation. I'm really sorry.

Well, of course we want

to save it if we can.

We've spent many years

building it.

I'm sure you understand.

I do.

What do you propose,

Frau Zabinska?

A pig farm, Herr Heck.

A Pig farm?

Is this a joke?

No.

Your men are hungry.

Your officers, they need meat.

Uh, we need to keep

the zoo in operation, Lutz.

We'll raise pigs in the

pens to feed your men,

and we will save our zoo.

Pigs. Well, they're cheap to farm, of

course, but how would you feed them?

We could collect garbage

from the ghetto.

Of course, with your permission.

I certainly see your point.

Your 200's been of value.

That's very true.

Your bison was exquisite. A perfect

specimen, and a terrible loss.

I've spoken of it

to Hermann Goring,

and I'm happy to say

that he's agreed with me.

I am to start a breeding

program this summer.

You're going to breed bison?

No, that plan has

no scope, no ambition.

No, I intend to breed

aurochsen from the bison.

Aurochsen. But...

But they have been extinct

for 300 years, Lutz.

They're storybook creatures now.

That's exactly the point.

I intend to bring them back.

That's not possible.

I didn't know that you thought

so little of me, Dr. Zabinski.

I devoted my life

to the study of genetics,

and I'm well practiced in the

study of animal breeding.

I'm an expert in that field.

And I think I know

more than anyone.

Even more than you.

Herr Goring must

respect you very much.

Oh, I believe he does, yes.

Well...

I think the pigs will work.

I'm sure Goring will be

pleased with the idea.

And what an irony, a trayf

farm fed by Jewish garbage.

And right under their noses.

Cheers!

Hello, Lutz. What's this? Jan.

Draw them into the pen,

and close the gate!

But be careful,

he's in a temper.

You're breeding them here?

They require a natural habitat.

We thought of your zoo, but we

had to fight the war office.

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