Schindler's List Page #9

Scherner hails a photographer. As the guy comes over with

his camera, so does just about everybody else. Scherner

insists Schindler pose with the astonished bride and groom.

Big smiles. Flash.

INT. STOREFRONT - CRACOW - DAY

A neighborhood place. Bread, pastries, couple of tables. At

one sits owner and a well-dressed man in his seventies, Max

Redlicht.

OWNER:

I go to the bank, I go in, they tell

me my account's been placed in Trust.

In Trust? What are they talking about,

whose Trust? The Germans'. I look

around. Now I see that everybody's

arguing, they can't get to their

money either.

MAX REDLICHT:

This is true?

OWNER:

I'll take you there.

Max looks at the man not without sympathy. He's never heard

of such a thing. It's really a bad deal. But then --

MAX REDLICHT:

Let me understand. The Nazis have

taken your money. So because they've

done this to you, you expect me to

go unpaid. That's what you're saying.

The owner of the place just stares at Redlicht.

MAX REDLICHT:

That makes sense to you?

The man doesn't answer. He watches Max get up and cross to

the front door where he says something to two of his guys

and leaves. The guys come in and start carting out anything

of any value:
cash register, a chair, a loaf of bread...

EXT. CRACOW STREET - DAY

Max strolls along the sidewalk, browsing in store windows.

People inside and out nod hello, but they despise him, they

fear him.

Just as he's passing a synagogue, some men in long overcoats

cross the street. Einsatzgruppen, they are an elite and wild

bunch, one of six Special Chivalrous Duty squads assigned to

Cracow.

INT. STARAR BOZNICA SYNAGOGUE - SAME TIME - DAY

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