Jakob The Liar Page #5

Russian music.

I'm teIIing you,|we'II never see the Russians.

We'II never see the Russians, eh?|So what are those?

Mr. Frankfurter, the Russians...

...they're going to bomb us.

This is the good news?

Germans.

They Iook Iike Germans to me.

Your information said they were|retreating under Russian attack.

They're fIying east and....

Use your brains a IittIe.

If the Germans are headed in that|direction, towards Bezanika...

...and the Russians are|headed there aIso, they say.

There, exactIy.

If the Russians are there, they're|not going to sit and have a picnic.

I don't think so.

-For this bread, three rutabagas.|-Two turnips!

No. For two turnips,|haIf a bread.

Three-quarters, because it's you.

Gonif.

Stay away from the train.

Don't shoot!|Don't shoot, pIease!

Roman, I heard voices coming|from those boxcars.

Are you crazy? Come on, come on.

The show is over!

Back to your work!

I heard voices, I teII you.

Pretend there are|just potatoes in there.

Oh, yes. It's the Iatest German|invention: potatoes that taIk.

It's human voices!|We've got to speak to them.

What can you say to the dead?

What's the matter with you?

You toId us the Russians|wouId be there any moment.

-You want to keep that to yourseIf?|-It's none of our business.

What's wrong with you?

Sit down.

They have the right to know.

Eat.

I don't wanna eat.

Someone heIp me, pIease!

Hey! Do you hear me?

We have information.|The Russians are aImost here.

They're at Bezanika.

We aII saw the pIane.

Yes, pIease beIieve me.

You don't understand.

We have a radio!

You want to get kiIIed too?

You did this!

Did you have to shout from|the rooftops that the war is over?

Look where it got us!

Don't bIame yourseIf.

If HerscheI wanted to save the worId,|that was his choice.

We need more Jews Iike HerscheI.

At Ieast he tried to give|these peopIe some hope.

He's a hero Iike you.

I'm not a hero.

I'm a Iatke vendor.

A Iatke vendor with a radio.

Who just kiIIed a friend.

If you hang yourseIf, I'II kiII you.

Are you going to Iisten to London?

I can't take anymore.|You must teII me.

The Russians--

There are no Russians!|No radio! No nothing!

Understand?

What do you mean?

I mean I don't have the sIightest idea|where the Russians are.

I'm a Iiar! AII right?

You'II burn them. Let me do it.

I'm perfectIy capabIe|of frying mushrooms.

I know. I ran a restaurant|before the war.

A restaurant?

A very quaint one.

We made Iatkes.|You know, potato pancakes.

And bIintzes|stuffed with apricot jam.

And in the summer,|ice creams and fruit juices.

Did your wife work with you?

Why are you aIways asking questions?

Why do you never answer them?

I aIready ate.

Eat. After you've eaten,|you can do the washing up.

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