MIEP: Can I help you?
TONNY: I'm waiting for Otto Frank.
MIEP: He's not here.
JOHANNES: We have to be more careful.
VICTOR: How much more careful can we be?
We have to feed people!
MIEP: I told you once and I'm not telling you again.
I don't know where Mr. Frank is.
OTTO: He's trying to scare you.
MIEP: He's a Dutch Nazi, what, so you have a
partnership with a Nazi?
JAN: We're not doing enough.
BRAM: There are a number of us here who disagree with the
policies of the occupiers.
We'd like you to join us.
JAN: Yes.
I'm doing what you're doing.
You said yes to Mr. Frank.
I said yes, too.
AUGUSTE: We blow up the Civil Registry Office.
OTTO: The Allies have landed in France.
FRITZ: It's just as the Queen said would happen.
We're going to be liberated!
EDITH: I have this bad feeling, Miep.
I can't shake it.
I have this dark hole in my stomach that tells me this war
will never end.
[gun cocks]
GROOTENDORST: Don't move.
Just stay put.
[clocks ticking]
NELS: How's your stomach?
JOHANNES: Shh.
NELS: Remember, mother had stomach pains before she died.
JOHANNES: It's fine. This isn't that.
NELS: How do you know if won't go to the doctor?
JOHANNES: Can I think, please?
NELS: And how can you expect it to get any better if you
don't seek medical help?
JOHANNES: I'll go to the doctor and he'll say stress.
NELS: And he'd be right.
I don't know how you can keep this up.
You and your "friends."
JOHANNES: Well, tell me how I stop.
NELS: Just get it checked.
JOHANNES: Uh-huh.
Are any of these correct?
Oh, good lord. I'm gonna be late.
NELS: You lose.
Remember what mother always said?
"You leave a game unfinished."
JOHANNES: I'm not forfeiting.
I will be back at lunch.
Don't touch a thing.
♪
♪ I've got plenty to be thankful for ♪
BEP: Hello, good morning.
♪ I haven't got a great big yacht ♪
♪ To sail from shore to shore ♪
♪ Still, I've got plenty to be thankful for ♪
♪ I've got plenty to be thankful for ♪
LAURA: Victor! Your lunch.
VICTOR: I'm already so late.
LAURA: There's a little surprise in there.
VICTOR: I don't love surprises, you know that.
LAURA: Are we still fighting?
'Cause if we are, you don't get it.
VICTOR: It's up to you.
Are you still mad?
LAURA: Are you? VICTOR: No.
Now I just want to know what my surprise is.
LAURA: See? You like surprises.
♪ Arms to hug with, lips to kiss with,♪
♪ Someone to adore ♪
♪ How could anybody ask for more?♪
♪ Oh, I've got plenty to be thankful for ♪
BEP: I think that's foul play. I'd demand a rematch.
JOHANNES: It's definitely gamesmanship, definitely.
BEP: Uh-hmm. Good morning, Mr. Kugler.
JOHANNES: Oh, good morning. VICTOR: Morning.
Do we know why this one isn't here yet?
JOHANNES: Oh, she's been here.
Already done the grocery run, in fact.
[phone ringing]
BEP: Opekta.
Oh, hi, Jan.
Uh, Miep's just in the kitchen, let me, uh, okay.
Yeah.
At noon?
Okay. I'll tell her.
Bye-bye.
Help me remember to remind Miep she's having lunch
with Jan at noon.
VICTOR: You need a reminder to give a reminder?
JOHANNES: Leave Bep alone.
She's nabbed some extra milk for our friends this morning.
BEP: I almost had a heart attack, but, yes, I did.
JOHANNES: What's in the bag?
VICTOR: My lunch.
JOHANNES: Hmm.
VICTOR: Laurie said she'd left a surprise.
JOHANNES: My God. BEP: Where did she get that?
VICTOR: Her cousin managed to get some almond flour.
I guess she used it.
This is mine. Do you understand?
I'm putting it in the ice box.
But it is mine.
Tell Miep, especially Miep, keep her hands off.
JOHANNES: Do you need a reminder to remind Miep not to
eat Mr. Kugler's macaron?
BEP: God. You're terrible.
MIEP: Coffee's ready if anyone wants it.
What's funny?
JOHANNES: Kugler.
MIEP: Mr. Kugler?
Really?
There are about a dozen words I'd use to describe him
before "funny."
Oh, how did you get down there?
Oh, God.
We're gonna be finding these beans until the war's over.
[gun cocks]
GROOTENDORST: Don't move.
Just stay put!
GROOTENDORST: IDs. Come on.
KARL: Everybody sit and be calm.
You, go downstairs, and you, check in the back.
MIEP: What's this about?
KARL: Shut your mouth.
Anyone else back here?
JOHANNES: Yes.
Mr. Kugler, the office manager, through there.
KARL: Don't move.
Don't talk!
VICTOR: Good morning, what, what's going on?
KARL: Shut up and get down...
MIEP: What do we do?
BEP: He said don't talk.
JOHANNES: Do they know?
Or is it just a hunt?
KARL: We will keep looking.
MIEP: We can't just sit here.
BEP: He said stay.
MIEP: No, we have to warn them.
I have to tell them to hide or something.
JOHANNES: Miep.
KARL: Let's go then, shall we?
JOHANNES: You'll lead them right to them.
VICTOR: I don't know what you heard, but I don't know of any
Jews hiding here.
KARL: Stop playing with me!
Are you in charge here?
VICTOR: I am, I am!
MIEP: What do we do? What do we do?
JOHANNES: Nothing.
KARL: We know that you are hiding Jews here.
So, there is no use to keep pretending.
GRINGHUIS: There's a kitchen,
but every other door there is locked.
KARL: Keys. Where are the keys?
JOHANNES: Uh, I don't know. Uh, Miep?
MIEP: I don't have them.
VICTOR: She doesn't have the keys.
KARL: Stop playing with me.
KARL: It is, um, stupid to pretend this isn't happening.
If you cooperate, things will go better for you.
I promise you that.
Tell us where they are and you will be all right.
MIEP: There are no Jews here.
KARL: No?
GRINGHUIS: I found some keys in the office.
Is it these?
KARL: They're not going to tell me where the Jews are hiding.
Fine.
You.
Show me the rooms in the back.
GROOTENDORST: Stay in here.
VICTOR: This is the kitchen.
KARL: What's in here?
VICTOR: Storeroom. Pectin. Samples, supplies.
KARL: Weapons?
VICTOR: No.
KARL: Open it.
JOHANNES: Bep, come here.
Come here.
KARL: Look for weapons.
Stored food, any evidence of people living here.
JOHANNES: Take this to my wife.
Tell her what's happened.
And then get lost. Hide yourself.
Go on, go!
MIEP: It's all right, Bep.
Go. Just go!
KARL: Tear it apart. Look everywhere.
Every crate, every barrel, every sack!
MIEP: Oh, no!
JOHANNES: Miep, you go, too.
MIEP: I can't, I can't, I can't leave them.
GRINGHUIS: Nothing.
KARL: Show us the kitchen.
JOHANNES: Jan. MIEP: What?
JOHANNES: Jan's coming for lunch at noon.
KARL: What's in there?
JOHANNES: He called earlier.
MIEP: We need to get rid of the money
and the ration books.
[muffled conversation]
♪
JAN: Hello you.
MIEP: It's no good here.
Gestapo.
WOMAN: I'll be back later.
VICTOR: I've shown you everything.
[bike bell ringing]
[heavy breathing]
[bells tolling]
[car honks]
KARL: What's down here?
VICTOR: Just files, more storage.
KARL: Uh-hmm. Where else?
Show us everything.
VICTOR: There's only the warehouse,
but there's nothing there.
GRINGHUIS: You don't want us to see the warehouse?
GROOTENDORST: So let's go see the warehouse.
KARL: Wait!
MIEP: What's happening?
KARL: Look at this.
This bookcase moves.
Very nice.
Open it.
VICTOR: Open what?
There is nothing.
KARL: You little piece of trash.
That bookcase is a door.
And I want you to open it.
How do you open it?
Hmm?
[bookcase groaning]
GROOTENDORST: It's coming loose!
[laughing]
[thumping]
KARL: Open it.
VICTOR: I can't.
KARL: Open it.
VICTOR: It has to...
it can only be opened from the inside.
KARL: Open the door.
♪
[whistling]
[deep breath]
[whistling]
Do they have weapons?
VICTOR: No.
[door opens]
OTTO: Wait, please! No! No!
KARL: Is it just the two of you in here?
Are there people upstairs?
OTTO: Wait, no, please. No, no, no, no!
KARL: Stand back! Shut up!
EDITH: Let me go!
KARL: Shut up!
Shut up! and do as I say.
ANNE: Papa! Papa!
[crying]
[shouting]
[thumping]
[screaming]
WOMAN: [inaudible] please, help!
JAN: Bram!
I need to speak to you.
BRAM: Come with me, tell me over lunch.
JAN: No, please.
I have a problem.
I've been hiding eight people, my wife's employer and some
others, inside her office building.
BRAM: Do I need to know this? JAN: Yes.
I just went there and it's being raided right now.
The Gestapo are there.
BRAM: Son of a bitch.
KARL: Go to the back, help Gringhuis round them up, and
look for valuables.
Where's the blonde one?
Where is the blonde?
Doesn't matter.
We found them.
Whole families for two years.
That's insane.
For two years, these traitors have been hiding
a rat-king of Jews.
And now they will go to prison.
I wanna talk to this one now.
GROOTENDORST: Let's go.
KARL: How could you let the blonde disappear?
GROOTENDORST: I don't know.
She just works here. She's not a Jew.
JOHANNES: Miep, Kugler and I, there's no way out.
But tell them you had no idea.
You're just a secretary.
You're no one. Understand?
MIEP: No, no. But...
JOHANNES: Miep, it's up to you to save who can be saved here.
GROOTENDORST: Get in here now.
BRAM: Eight people for two years?
JAN: That's not the point!
What do we do?
We need to do something immediately.
BRAM: If the Gestapo are already there, nothing.
JAN: Bram... BRAM: Sorry.
There's nothing to do.
Things end.
We lose sometimes.
You know this, Jan.
JAN: Look, there has to be something.
There has, there has to be something.
BRAM: Stay away from there.
JAN: Hide this for me.
BRAM: You're going back?
JAN: My wife is there.
KARL: Stop lying.
No.
You have been lying when we called here.
You've been lying...
JOHANNES: I don't. Yes.
[dialing phone]
KARL: So, there's no...
GROOTENDORST: Uh, get me Dettmann.
KARL: Tell me.
GROOTENDORST: The tip you got was good.
Beyond good.
Seven or eight of them up there.
Three adult males, two females, a boy, and two girls.
Yeah, send a big truck.
Maybe two.
Right.
Where are we?
Address!
263 Prinsengracht.
Do you have coffee here?
Get me some coffee.
Go on, now.
MAN: Get your things inside one suitcase.
Only one!
Hurry!
Move!
MARGOT: Shh, it's okay, mother, okay?
Let's just, let's just pack.
ANNE: What do I do?
We'll take a box of just clothes?
MARGOT: I don't know.
MIEP: Anne?
Anne?
ANNE: Miep?
GRINGHUIS: You, girl, get off the floor.
Everyone into the other room!
Now!
♪
JOHANNES: I swear, I don't know of any more Jews.
KARL: Then both of you, and your secretary out there,
are gonna go to jail.
This is your chance to stop that from happening.
GROOTENDORST: Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Uh-hmm.
MIEP: Brought you a little treat.
Everyone needs a bit of sugar in the afternoon, eh?
GROOTENDORST: Thanks.
I'll save it for my kid.
MIEP: Oh.
What a good father.
Uh, your kid, how old is she?
Or he?
[laughing]
GROOTENDORST: Yeah.
Eight Jews, three employees.
One of them is trying to bribe me with a cookie.
Yeah.
I'll tell him.
KARL: Uh-huh.
KARL: I think you're lying.
Show me your papers.
MIEP: You took my papers.
See? Austrian. Dutch by marriage.
KARL: Uh-hmm.
Bring these two downstairs.
Have Gringhuis round up the Jews.
I'm going to question this one now.
Sit.
♪
Why are you doing this?
Why are you helping this Jewish trash?
KUIPER: Sergeant, I put all their valuables in here.
KARL: Get out!
You know what happens to you for this?
You will go to prison and you die there.
You will lie there dead in the mud, covered in flies.
That's what you'll get and that's what you'll deserve,
you traitorous bitch.
Why are you doing this?
What the hell am I supposed to do with you now?
Huh?
MIEP: Look at you.
You know this is wrong.
You know.
It's killing you, isn't it?
The war's nearly over.
No one would care if you just left them here.
Come on.
These, these people aren't political.
They're not gonna harm anyone.
You could just leave them here.
The girls, then.
Please just leave the girls.
KARL: You.
You can stay.
I'm doing this as a favor to you.
A personal favor because you're from Vienna.
But if I let you stay and you run away,
that will get me in a lot of trouble.
So I need you to sit there and not move after we've gone.
I will check on you.
And if you're not here, then I will arrest your husband and
you will never see him again.
MIEP: You stay away from my husband.
He doesn't know anything about this!
KARL: I'm being nice to you.
Don't think that I'm stupid.
If you move, I will kill you.
I will be back.
You won't know when but I will be back.
Is that understood?
Good.
JAN: Nels, I'm Miep Gies' husband.
She works with your brother, Johannes.
NELS: Yes?
JAN: Yes, there's a problem at Opekta.
Things have taken a turn.
NELS: I know nothing about my brother's business.
I haven't spoken to him.
JAN: I know that you know. It's okay.
Johannes told me, but he's in danger.
Nazis have raided the building.
NELS: When? JAN: Right now.
Please, come on.
[knocking]
KUIPER: Let's go.
Let's go!
♪
[crying]
EDITH: Don't, don't worry, we'll be fine.
♪
NELS: No, no, no. Wait, wait!
JAN: My wife's in there!
NELS: And you will end up in a cell next to her.
What good are you gonna do her then?
♪
HERMANN: Okay, you don't have to do this, man.
They are coming.
♪
MAN: Oh, get inside.
HERMANN: I'm coming.
♪
MARGOT: Mama.
[crying]
EDITH: Go on.
♪
MAN: On the truck, now.
[whispering]
♪
NELS: Johannes.
JAN: Where's Miep?
NELS: Maybe they let her go.
JAN: There she is.
[speaking German]
JAN: Where is she? Where, where is she?
She's, she's...
NELS: Maybe they let her stay behind.
JAN: No, no, no, she could be hurt in there.
NELS: No, no, no.
She could be alive and she could be well.
Yeah.
Now, listen, there could still be Nazis in there.
Now, you, you wait until after hours
when you would normally arrive.
And then if there's trouble, you, you can just say that
you came to collect your wife.
JAN: Okay. Okay. Okay.
♪
JAN: Miep!
♪
MIEP: And then they took out Mr. Kugler and Mr. Kleiman.
JAN: Why didn't they take you?
MIEP: The Nazi, the one in charge, he let me go.
He let me stay. Um, we're both from Austria.
I pointed it out, I was hoping to make a connection,
try and bargain with him.
Didn't work.
BEP: Well, yes, it did.
You're still here.
I'm just glad, I mean.
MIEP: I'm just trying to think about what we should do next.
JAN: We should tell Pfeffer's fiancee.
MIEP: No, no. Not yet.
JAN: She needs to know, Miep.
MIEP: Yeah, but we don't know where they are or where
they've been taken, or if they'll be released.
So just let me just think, just trying to about what
we should do.
JAN: There's nothing else we can do except speak.
MIEP: Can we just stop and think for a minute?
Please.
There's got to be a million things, right?
I mean, there are a million things.
There are a million things I could have done already.
I could have sent the Nazi to look in the warehouse and
snuck the Franks out.
I could have cut the phone cord,
so they couldn't call the trucks.
JAN: Miep.
MIEP: I could have taken that stupid phone and hit that smug
Nazi in his damn smug stupid face!
JAN: There is nothing more you could have done.
MIEP: I've pictured this moment a thousand times.
I've run drills in my head, I've made snap decisions.
I've, this happened now and
I just sat there and watched.
BEP: They wanted you to interfere.
They would have killed you, Miep.
Maybe killed everyone.
They like for you to give them a reason.
JAN: She's right.
Nothing you could have done would stop this happening.
You know that.
Come on. Let's go home.
I'll tell Lotte in the morning.
MIEP: No, no.
You're right. She deserves to know.
You, you go and tell her.
Bep, I'll, I'll walk you home.
It is almost curfew.
BEP: But then again, you said Gerrit the potato man knew,
and also Mr. Van Maaren in the warehouse, he was always
kind of giving us the side-eye, wasn't he?
Yeah, and that man is just creepy.
MIEP: Bep. BEP: I mean...
MIEP: It could have anyone. Don't waste your energy.
We just have to think about getting them back now.
That's it.
♪
WOMAN: He was. MAN: Yeah.
WOMAN: Too many in my opinion.
MAN: I think so, too. One or, one or...
WOMAN: Well.
[chatter]
MIEP: You! Was it you?
TONNY: What?
MIEP: You know. Was it you?
TONNY: I don't know what you're talking about.
MIEP: It was you. Tell me!
TONNY: What the hell? I didn't do anything!
Ahh!
It wasn't me. Whatever it was.
MIEP: Well, it might as well have been.
It's who you are.
I bumped into that evil NSB, Ahlers, you know,
the one who was blackmailing Mr. Frank.
JAN: What happened?
MIEP: Well, I thought maybe he was the one who turned us in.
JAN: Was he? MIEP: No. I don't think so.
I think he's just a parasite. A tick.
First I thought I should turn him in for blackmailing Jews
for his own gain, rather than reporting them.
You know, let the stupid Nazis arrest each other.
But then I thought all the Nazis are like this guy now, right?
They're desperate, they're scared, you know,
it's every man for himself.
So this is what we do.
We find the Nazi who let me go, the Austrian,
and we bribe him.
We buy the Franks back.
And the van Pels and Dr. Pfeffer, all of them.
JAN: That won't work.
MIEP: It might. JAN: It won't.
MIEP: Why are you being like this?
JAN: If you walk in there, they'll just arrest you.
MIEP: I don't think so.
I think they'd rather have easy money.
And even if they do arrest me, at least I'll know I'll have
done everything I can possibly.
JAN: Miep, please, stop!
We did everything we could.
We did our best.
That's what I swore to Lotte.
MIEP: It wasn't good enough.
Oh, so we just stop trying?
Kleiman said it's up to me to save what can be saved here.
JAN: All right.
So we'll just walk into Gestapo headquarters,
we'll ask for the Nazi who took the Franks
and then we'll shawl up to him and say,
"Excuse me, sir, we were just wondering if
you might like to be bribed?"
MIEP: Uh-hmm.
JAN: We're gonna need a lot of money.
They're good people.
We're trying to collect as much as we can.
ANKE: Your change, sir.
Three, four, five, and six.
JAN: Thank you.
CHEESE LADY: I had my suspicions, you know.
Good luck, dear.
BEP: It's Mr. Frank, fellas.
Now, none of us would have two guilders to rub together if
not for him, so let's go, dig deep.
BET: All right, reprobates, collection time.
You know the drill, good cause.
Pony up!
KUNO: Wow. That's, uh...
JAN: I haven't seen this much money in two years.
MIEP: I didn't think there was this much money left in the
whole of Amsterdam.
KUNO: Um, hey.
Um, I was thinking, since you two are sort of, no offense,
but on the Gestapo's watch list, uh, I just thought,
do we think I'm still safe here with you?
JAN: No. MIEP: No.
KUNO: I might go pack, then.
MIEP: It's good, it's a lot.
JAN: Uh-hmm.
MIEP: Do you think it's enough?
JAN: It'll have to be. This is all we've got.
MIEP: Wait. What are you doing?
Hey, give it.
JAN: You're not coming with me.
MIEP: No, no, you're not going.
I'm going alone.
JAN: No, I'm going.
No.
You're not waltzing into Gestapo headquarters.
MIEP: Jan.
JAN: People go into that building and never
come out again.
I almost lost you once already this week,
I'm not risking that again.
I forbid it.
[laughing]
MIEP: "I forbid it!" What is this?
When did we give ultimatums? "I forbid it!"
JAN: Well, since you did the same to me.
You said exactly that. Verbatim, you said,
"If you love me, you won't go to the Records Office."
MIEP: Shh! Nazi!
JAN: No! Don't Nazi me.
The Nazi upstairs isn't getting you out of this one.
You gave me an ultimatum.
You said, "If you love me, you won't go."
That's what you said.
And I listened.
I didn't go. Because you asked.
MIEP: Jan.
The Nazi who arrested them, he let me live.
He took our friends, he took Kleiman, he took Kugler,
and he let me go.
Just me. I survived.
It has to be me for this to work.
He said yes to me once, he might say yes to me again.
If I don't try everything I possibly can,
I don't think I'll be able to live with myself.
And I don't think you'll want to live with me either.
♪
I'm making believe that you're in my arms.
Though I know you're so far away.
Making believe
Is just another way of dreaming.
So till my dreams come true.
I'll whisper goodnight.
Turn out the light and kiss my pillow.
Making believe it's you.
I'm making believe
That you're in my arms.
Though I know you're so far away.
Making believe
Is just another way of dreaming.
So till my dreams come true.
I'll whisper goodnight.
Turn out the light and kiss my pillow.
Making believe it's you.