Bent Page #3

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This isn't happening.

This can't be happening.

lf you survive the train, you stand a chance.

Here's where they break you.

You can do nothing for your friend.

lf you try to help him, they will kill you.

lf you try to care for his wounds,

they will kill you.

lf you want to stay alive, he cannot exist.

This can't be happening.

He hasn't a chance. He wore glasses.

lt isn't happening.

lt is happening.

Who is this man?

l don't know.

Your friend?

Look at him.

Look!

-Your friend?

-No.

Your friend?

-Your friend?

-No.

Stand up.

Hit him.

Like this.

-Hit him. lt's your friend.

-No.

Open your eyes.

Again.

That's enough.

Your friend?

-No.

-No.

Stand up.

Take him.

Hello.

-Yellow star?

-What?

Jew?

Yes.

l wouldn't have thought it.

How did you get that?

-What?

-Your pink triangle.

l signed a petition.

-What kind?

-For Magnus Hirschfeld.

-He wanted to make queers--

-Legal.

But the Nazis got him.

l was a nurse.

They said a queer couldn't be a nurse.

Suppose l had to touch a patient's penis?

They said rather than be a nurse,

l should be a prisoner.

So...

that's how l got my pink triangle.

How'd you get the yellow star?

l'm Jewish.

You're not Jewish, you're queer.

Maybe l'm both.

-Then you'd wear both.

-l didn't want one.

-Didn't want one?

-You told me it was the lowest.

But so is a yellow star.

l didn't want to be a queer...

so l worked a deal.

-With the Gestapo?

-Yes.

You're full of sh*t.

l'm going to work a lot of deals in the camp.

Sooner or later, they'll release us.

l'm only under protective custody.

That's what they told me.

l'm going to stay alive.

Friendship lasts about 1 2 hours

in this place.

We had ours on the train.

You didn't think l'd make it, did you?

Off the train.

-l wasn't sure.

-l'm going to stay alive.

-Yes.

-Because of you.

You told me how.

Yes.

l did.

l'm sorry.

About what?

l don't know.

Your friend.

He wasn't my friend.

l made a deal.

What?

A deal.

Leave me alone, please.

They said...

if l could....

They said....

What?

Nothing.

l think, maybe....

-Okay--

-l made....

They took me...

into that room on the train.

And they said, ''Prove that you're....''

And l did.

Did what?

l made love.

-Who to?

-Her.

Only...

maybe only 13.

She was dead.

Just....

Bullet in her.

They said, ''Prove that you're....''

And l did.

Lots of them...

watching...

laughing, drinking.

''He's a bit bent,'' they said. ''He can't.''

But....

How?

l don't know.

l wanted....

To stay alive.

-And there was something.

-Something?

Exciting.

Oh, God!

l killed him.

Sweet lips.

Angel.

-God....

-She was.

She was like an angel to save my life.

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