Exodus Page #3

This woman is trying to help you.

- Do as she says.

- Who are you?

He's the Palestinian commander, that's who.

A Jewish policeman, working for them.

I know your kind from Auschwitz.

- You can't tell me what to do.

- We'll see.

- loll hold him.

- Just try.

Dov! If you don't let them help you, you'll die.

I want to die.

You don't know what you're saying.

loll take them off myself. It won't hurt.

Keep away from me, all of you.

Excuse me.

I think I can talk to him better if we're alone.

We came on the Star of David together,

and I know him. He's just shy.

Don't get too close to the glass.

Dov Landau, you ought to be

ashamed of yourself. Put that down.

I won't.

That hurt.

Not half as bad as it will hurt.

loll teach you. loll beat you all over.

Well? Do you let them take care of you or not?

Not them. But if you want to do it, well, all right.

Thank you.

And don't you ever spit on me again.

Just remember.

- It's all right, loll do it.

- How did you change his mind?

Just patience and kindness.

Yetta will show you around.

Don't hesitate to call on me if I can help.

Thank you.

Now, this is pavilion number two.

Excuse me.

This boy has a skin infection called impetigo.

- He needs sulfathiazole on those scabs.

- If the camp has no such drug?

Leave him alone.

That will spread it all over his body.

- You think so?

- I know it. It's terribly contagious.

My dear, it's this way.

If you have no sulfathiazole...

...and no ammoniated mercury ointment...

...which was the earlier pharmacology,

you soften the scab with soap and water...

...and gently remove it like this, you see?

Then expose the lesion

for five minutes to the sun.

That's also a cure.

- You're a doctor.

- By coincidence.

It was stupid of me to interfere.

I'm a nurse. loll be working here for a while.

Please forgive me.

Dr. Odenheim, it's time for you to rest.

You've been up all night. I know how to do this.

- He taught me on the ship.

- Thank you, child of light.

loll find you something to wear over your dress,

a gown or an apron.

Thank you.

My name is Katherine Fremont. I'm a nurse.

- You can call me Kitty.

- My name's Karen Hansen.

Hansen?

- Then your mother was Jewish?

- Yes, and my father.

- Reuben.

- Shalom, Ari.

- David, how are you?

- Shalom, Ari.

- Mr. Mandria, this is Ari Ben Canaan.

- Welcome.

Very pleased to meet you.

We've heard good things about you in Palestine.

- Rumours. But I like them.

- So do we.

Please sit down.

- Cigar?

- No, thanks.

Well, David,

how many people have you got by now...

...in that barbed wire jungle of yours?

Over 30,000.

And they're building for 30,000 more

on the other side of the island.

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