Zelary

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MAY 1943

Yes?

Speaking. Evening, SIvek.

No, I'm not sleeping. I'm working.

Cut it out!

Of course it can wait.

Serious? How serious?

I understand.

Some guy was hurt at a sawmill

in the mountains.

They're bringing him in.

What about tomorrow?

I have to operate in Prague.

Some people have all the luck.

On Thursday, I'm all yours.

I've got tickets to the theater.

Damn.

There's an emergency.

- Dr. Littner?

- Yes.

- Hi, SIvek.

- Evening, Richard.

Richard.

Good to see you. How's the patient?

Holding on.

By all rights, we should have lost him.

You're his last chance.

Suction.

I'm off.

I've got a long trip

and can be of no more use here.

Say goodbye to Richard and SIvek.

I will. Goodbye.

Elika?

The patient needs blood immediately.

- What type?

- Yours.

You can't always be lucky.

- I've done it before.

- Exactly.

No one expects it of you.

Maybe you've had enough.

Lose the envelope if there's trouble.

- There won't be.

- Fine.

Let's go over it again, then.

A four-story corner building.

With exits into two streets.

I use the one by the post office...

second floor, first door.

- When do you enter?

- Just after 5:
00 p. m.

Two names on the door:

Emlie Fojtkovand AleDobransk.

At 5:
03 p. m.,

I'll hear a vacuum cleaner turn on inside.

I slip the envelope in the slot

and exit by the other door.

Good.

Always the same game.

It's getting boring, gentlemen.

SHELTER FOR NON-ARYANS

to the public shelter

POST OFFICE:

Thank you.

Excuse me, may I use your bathroom?

Of course. Let me just get the light.

Thank you.

We saw you come in.

Are they searching apartments?

Not yet.

Wouldn't you like to lie down?

No, thank you. I just felt a bit dizzy.

It's okay.

Thirsty, Mr. Janda?

You're my personal patient.

I must take good care of you.

- You need to drink.

- Thank you, Doctor, ma'am.

I already told you, I'm not a doctor yet.

How could I be,

since they closed the school?

And I'm no ma'am, either.

You'll have to wait for both.

We're releasing you soon.

Would you like to write your family?

No family?

I know about having no folks,

or not knowing about them.

- Mr. Kukalik, how'd you sleep?

- Good.

Good heavens!

Sitting there like a ghost.

Where's Richard?

- What're you doing here, SIvek?

- You have to leave.

What?

Here's money, ration coupons,

New York papers, all documents.

- New personal data. Commit it to memory.

- Are you crazy?

No. The Gestapo got

Fojtkovand Dobransk.

They may talk.

Tonight, you're taking an ambulance

to Krenovice.

What will I do there?

Continue on by train with Janda,

the man you donated blood to.

You can't return here anymore.

And Richard? I need to see him...

- Impossible. Get packed and go.

- I want to hear it from him.

Richard's gone. He emigrated.

Nonsense! No one can emigrate.

Tell me the truth.

I can take it.

- That's what we counted on.

- Damn it, this isn't possible!

It is possible!

Richard emigrated and left you this.

He took off and left me this?

I'm supposed to believe that?

This wasn't part of the game!

Am I the only one who didn't know?

No one knew, and everyone did.

And everyone was ready but me!

Please, be quiet.

Your relationship was public...

so we'll say you emigrated, too.

The Gestapo will probably buy it.

- Where will you go?

- Don't worry. Give me your keys.

- I'm going home.

- No! You can't be seen.

Give me your keys.

What do I do now?

Learn your new identity.

There, there, sweetie, don't tremble.

- SIvek, come with me.

- Pull yourself together.

You'll get your bag in Tynec,

some clothes, and personal stuff.

Dr. Bencek will have it.

He's the man who brought Janda in.

Nothing to be afraid of.

He'll guard you with his life.

Bencek vouched for him.

- What's he wearing?

- The shoes and pants are his.

The coat, shirt, and briefcase are mine.

There's food in it.

A towel and some soap.

I left some photos at Richard's place.

Don't worry, I'll clean up.

Bye, Elika.

I'm a doctor.

I'm carrying medicine

and food for the sick.

Here's the receipt and inventory.

- And this?

- Personal belongings.

Personal belongings? And this?

Hardly yours.

They are a bit small.

I have some old clothes for the patients.

They have so little.

They're lucky to have you.

You may go.

I'll leave the bag in the train.

Joza?

That's what they call you, isn't it?

You know the danger I'm in.

I've got to hide,

and I don't know for how long.

You have to forget who I was.

Now I'm Hana Hofmanov.

- Didn't Dr. Chldek tell you?

- He did, miss.

We needn't be so formal. My name's Hana.

- Your hands are like ice, miss.

- "Miss"?

Your hands are like ice, Hana.

Your hands are like ice, Hana.

- We're here.

- Where?

dovHut'.

Watch out for the mud, miss.

Must you be so formal?

No.

You'll have to stay here a bit

till I find something else.

We can't stay at my old place...

but I'll find an empty cottage.

You have empty cottages?

From those who left or died.

You didn't die?

No.

Waiting for your beau?

For Lipka, and he's not my beau.

He got caned again yesterday.

Did a fairy save you?

She's one of us.

Helenka.

She's ena Bojarov's.

She can stay a few days, Joza,

if we're good enough for her.

- I'm not asking any questions.

- Good idea.

I'll talk to the principal about her.

So you made it back.

You look better than before.

elary-celery, chicken sh*t smellery...

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