Closer to the Moon Page #6

- Mm-hmm.

What are you going to do?

Uh, I wonder if I could

become an actress

now that I don't have to speak

Russian anymore.

Good idea. We should

all take acting classes.

You?

Why would you do it?

My dear Alice, Wonderland is

not what it used to be.

Especially for us Yids.

Our goyish comrades have

begun a round of spring cleaning

to reinvigorate the Party.

So we should all become actors.

There are plenty of juicy parts

for us Jews to play these days.

Enemies of the state,

aristocrats, speculators.

Why not, big man?

1959, the year we

all become movie stars!

Alright, you f***ing scumbags,

we're gonna put you in a film.

You're going to give us

a step-by-step rendering

of your criminal actions

as gangsters and traitors

and after the firing squad

is through with you

we're gonna show the film

across the country.

So that everyone can spit in

your stinking reactionary faces.

These are no ordinary thieves.

You'll be surprised to hear

they were all Party members.

And not recent ones either.

They all joined before the war.

They were active

resistance fighters

that took part in sabotage

missions against the Nazis.

They were heroes then.

After the war they all held important

positions, except the woman

who went to study in

the Soviet Union

and came back with a degree

in political science.

Until the robbery,

the gang leader, Max Radoiu

was head of

criminal investigation

for the

Bucharest Police Department.

Tell me, Rosenthal, how did

a vicious enemy of the people

like you get into

the police department?

I bribed a doorman.

What a degenerate!

Dumitru Dorneanu was a scientist,

an expert in atomic physics

the Romanian representative to the

USSR for the Soviet Space program.

Name and first name.

Prisoner Dorneanu, Dumitru.

Dorneanu, or is it Auerbach?

Tell me, Auerbach, why do you

people always take Romanian names?

Do you really think

you can fool us?

When it's written on your face,

like a sign on a bus. Yid!

Razvan Orodel, born Orvitz,

used to be an important columnist

until his right to a byline was withdrawn,

and he was demoted to a proof-reader.

Pull your trousers down. Now.

Well then, Orvitz, the sign's

not only on your face, is it?

Yorgu Ristea, university

history professor.

Before the robbery,

he had lost his university chair

and was teaching in

a secondary school.

Ah, Feldiman.

I like you, Feldiman,

and here's the proof, eh.

Look how well you done here.

You've fattened right up.

Your belly's as big as my wife's

when she's pregnant!

Oh, who's the happy father?

Tsk tsk.

Oh..

Hmm.

They're all Jews.

Our film should highlight this

aspect with great finesse.

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