All language subtitles for A.Small.Light.S01E01.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Don't be afraid, Margot.
Do what Miep says.

Yes.

I wanna go too.

No.
You'll go later with us.

Why can't I go now?

Because we decided, Anne,
you would go with us later.

You never
consult me on anything!

Margot, do you know
where we're going?

Anne, please, not now.

We, we really have to go.

I don't
know either, Anne.

Well, goodbye then.

No, no, no,
we're not saying goodbye

because we'll see you soon.

How soon?

Don't worry.
In a few hours.

So the hiding
place is in town?

Well, you really
are a pain in the ass.

So are you.

Can you go and get
your sister's coat please?

Listen to me, darling.

It's just an
ordinary bike ride, okay?

Yeah.

Huh?
Uh-hmm.

That's better.

And remember.

I know.
Do what Miep says.

Do what Miep says.

Good girl.

You listen to Miep.

Okay.
Let's, let's go.

Put your coat on. But...

In case the
neighbors are watching.

Go on.

Don't look nervous.

There you go.

Hurry.

We need to get there before
they open the checkpoint.

Let's go.

Hurry. Faster.

Uh, what should I.

Drop it.
On the ground?

Drop it. Yes.
Let's go. Margot.

Attention. Attention.

Have your papers ready.

Oh, my God.
We're too late.

The checkpoint is open.

Attention. Attention.

Please have your
identification ready.

I, I don't have my ID.
I know.

Because you told
me not to bring it and

you told me to take off my coat.

Margot.

And if they see I'm
not wearing my star, they're,

they're going to arrest me.

Margot, stop it
and listen to me, okay?

No, no, no, no, no.

Don't cry. Don't cry.
Don't cry. Okay?

Come on.
Quickly. That way.

You apologize and
say you forgot your ID.

What if they stop me?

They won't,
if you smile.

You can't show any fear.

He's looking at us. Laugh.

I can't tell if you're joking.

Yeah. Okay.
What was that?

What was that?

I can't do this.

Margot, I forgot
my ID two days ago.

They let me right through.

No.
I'm going back.

No.
He's already seen us.

All right.
Listen to me.

I really don't
think I can do this.

Margot, you can do this.

You are so much stronger
than you think you are.

Go on.
Let me see.

Miep!

Miep!

Get up!

It is lunch time!

You're just
sleeping the day away!

What are you doing?

Look
who's finally up.

Oh, here we go.

Don't
"here we go" me.

It is 2:00 PM.

You were out
drinking again last night.

You promised me you were
gonna spend all week
looking for a job.

He's the one you
should be worried about,

burping and farting his
way through the world.

Oh, my God!
Jacob, that stinks!

Mom, don't look so worried.

It's fine.
I'm gonna get a job.

When?
What steps have you taken?

The economy's bad.
You know that.

Jobs are hard to come by.

You're not going
to find one in a pub,

so perhaps you should try
and find a husband instead.

Oh, you're enjoying this,
aren't you?

I am.
I really am.

Tell her.

Tell me what?

Why me?

Because
you're her father.

And
you're her mother.

Well, can one
of you just tell me?

Your father
and I have been talking.

We think you should
get married to Cas.

You looked so serious.

Did you see their faces?

Wait.

Is this actually happening?

Cas has
got a good job.

He's stable and he's nice.

And he's my brother.

You're adopted
so it's not illegal.

Your father checked.

Checked? Whoa.
Whoa. With who?

And Cas is single.

And he's not
getting any younger.

So it would solve
everybody's problems.

No one has a problem.

Cas, say something.

Uh, I.

He doesn't
wanna marry me.

We can't keep
supporting you forever.

You, you've got to grow up,
get your life together.

What, by
marrying my brother?

Unless
you've got a better idea.

Oh, my.

So gonna fling
yourself in the canal then?

End it all right here?

Put us all out of our misery?

Sorry I don't
want to marry you, Cas.

It's all right.

You're not my type anyway.

You ever
gonna tell them?

Oh, yeah.

"Hey, Mom, I like boys.
Pass the roast beef."

She'd die.

On the spot.

Just face down into
the mashed potato.

And then I would be a
homosexual and responsible for

our mother's death.

That's not good.

You know, the worst
thing about it is that's all

they think I'm capable of,
marrying my brother.

No.
They're just panicking.

All right then.

Let's get you a job.

What are you doing?
I'm writing you a CV.

Okay.

"I am a young woman
from a very good family.

I have no previous job
experience, so no references,

unfortunately, but my
school grades were..."

Terrible.

"Adequate.
My technical skills are..."

Nonexistent.

They're "Emerging."

Oh, my God.

I am pathetic!

No.

We just need to sell some
of your positive qualities.

To who?
Jobs really are hard to come by.

Yeah.

Well, lucky for you then that I
spoke to the lady on the corner.

You know, the one who
sells jam door to door.

Yeah.

She says that her
company that she works for is

looking for a secretary and

I have got you an
interview tomorrow.

The owner's name
is Otto Frank.

Football assistant?

Uh-hmm.
My school team.

I, I sprained my ankle
so I helped the coach.

Hmm.

I was hoping for someone with a
bit more secretarial experience.

Well, I had to keep
track of the schedule,

so it had secretarial elements.

As you can see,
I'm new to the language

and the local customs so
it's important for me to...

Which shows
that I'm a fast learner.

I'm sure you are.

And once we're up and running,
we'll need more people,

so why don't you come
back in a few months?

My parents are gonna
make me marry my brother

if I don't get a job.

But it, it's not as
bad as it sounds.

I'm adopted.

But still, would you
want to marry your brother?

Don't answer that.

I mean, I don't even know if
you have a brother, but,

I don't mean it literally.

I just, I just mean
I'm, I'm desperate.

Oh.

Yeah, I'm really not
getting this job, am I?

Um, all right.

Well, thanks.

Thank you.

Do you know
what pectin is?

It's what you put in
jam to make it thicker.

I'll work very hard.

I won't let you down.

Good.
Make jam.

I don't understand.

Directions
are on the box.

It needs to be thicker.

Good morning.

Gooseberry is in the kitchen.

Mmm. Too tart.

You are here early.

Raspberries today.

This is perfect.

Do you know how I know that?

Because all I do is make jam.

Well, I was hired
to be a secretary.

Miep.

And, yes, I'm
inexperienced, but how am

I ever gonna get any experience
being stuck in, in the kitchen?

You're not.
Yes, I am.

And the phone never stops
ringing, the place is a mess,

and I'm just stuck in
there chopping fruits.

Answer it.

Why?
Who is it?

Answer it and find out.

Opekta.

Oh.

Yeah, I'm, I'm very
sorry to hear that.

How long, how long
did you simmer it for?

Hmm.

Yeah, no, you need to simmer
it for 30 minutes, at least.

Yeah, as soon as it starts
sticking to the spoon,

that's when it's nearly ready.

All right. Okay.
Good luck. Bye.

The housewives don't
always read the directions.

They call and complain.

That's why I
needed you to make jam.

Oh.

You'll be
answering phones now.

I made a desk for you.

Oh.

Part of the experience
you lack is knowing how to

talk to your employer.

In the future, a more respectful
tone would be appreciated.

I'm really sorry
I got angry.

My mother says I do
have a temper.

She also says I'm
really annoying.

Miep!

Tess!
Look what I got!

Yes!

Go on.

All right. Mmm.

Yes! Woo!

Dancing? Shall we?

I got a job.
We're celebrating.

Race you.

Hey, Jackie!

Hello.

There are no
decent guys in here.

Who needs guys?

Marriage is enslavement!

Says who?

Me.

This is so jolly.

Oh, what about him?

I thought you
didn't need a man?

I don't need one.

I want one.

And he's handsome.

He's reading a book.

He's shy.

Or boring.

How do I look?
Desperate.

I'm going in.

Hello.

Hi. Hi. Hello.

Fancy a drink?

Um, of course.

What, what would you like?

No.
I'm getting you one.

Come on.
Come on.

What are you reading?

Uh, rereading.

It's just a bit of Kafka.

Metamorphosis.

What's it about?

About a man who wakes up
one day and realizes he's a bug.

Oh.

Obviously,
it's a metaphor.

Obviously.

Don't mind if I do.

It's about the absurdity of
life and the human condition.

He was, he's a visionary.

I'm just gonna
catch up with my friend.

I'll see you in
a little while.

Okay. I'll, I'll
just wait by the band.

Great.

You were right.
He was so boring.

Let's go to a
bar with better men.

I have to be
at work in an hour.

Congratulations on
your new job, Jam-Making Girl.

I love you.

I'll see you later.

Bye, Miep!

Are these the
numbers from last week?

Yes. Yes.

The actual numbers
are in red and the
projections are in blue.

This is good.

Thank you.

I meant Rotterdam.

Oh, yes.
Rotterdam is doing very well.

We need
more sales people.

Maybe you should
put an ad in a paper.

Oh, okay.

Run it by me first.

Of course.

I meant to tell you
my friend, Hermann van Pels,

he's developed a spice
blend for sausage-making.

Uh-hmm.

He's talking to me
about joining the company.

If he does, we may need
to get more office space.

Yeah. Yeah.
Great. Great.

Well, thank you
for working with me, Miep.

I'll see you tomorrow.

It's your birthday!

And your, your wife called
this morning and asked if

I'd surprise you with a cake.

Um, but we got really busy
and we worked through lunch,

I didn't have time to go out.

But there's a really nice
bakery just down there,

so either you come with me
and I'll buy you a cake or

please just explain to your wife
that I tried because, frankly,

I find her quite scary.

She's very intimidating.

Let's go.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

I was 36 when we met.

I was working in my
family's bank in Frankfurt.

We got married, had the girls,
and bought a house.

Life was good.

Then the economy collapsed,

the bank failed,

and Hitler came to power.

And...

One day, I took Edith and
the girls to play tennis, and

there was a sign on the court
that says "No Jews allowed."

I have to look at my
family and say we can't play.

Silly.

It's tennis, I don't even
really like tennis but...

for me, it was,
it was when I knew

Germany wasn't my home anymore.

I'm, I'm sorry.

What, what were
we talking about?

I, I asked you when
your family were moving here.

Hmm. Sorry.

Long-winded way of
saying next week.

Oh. Really?

Yeah.

Of course, they're scared
to come even though

it's much worse there.

Every day another raid,
another anti-Jewish regulation.

Mr. Frank, I really
didn't want to leave Vienna.

My, my, my mom, my mother had
no husband and she was poor

and I was malnourished.

I was, I was only 10.

And she found a Dutch family
who were willing to adopt me.

And, and the day came that
I was supposed to leave and

I hid under the bed so
that I missed the train.

And she was begging me.

Begging.

Saying that my new family
had food and medicine and

Holland would save my life.

And she, she tried to climb
under the bed to drag me out

but she couldn't reach me.

She said later, actually,
that she'd almost given up.

If she had, I probably
would have, would have died.

I was so unwell.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes I think here's
this woman who made this

huge sacrifice so I could live,
and I repay her by what?

Forgetting her?

It doesn't seem to me
that you've forgotten her.

I think you pay her
back by living a life
worthy of her sacrifice.

I'll try.

Do you know how she eventually
got me out from under the bed?

She, she told me that
my new family had a cat.

Ah.

So once I was on the
train she ran home and

wrote to them and she suggested
that they get one, and they did.

Hello, um, I'm looking
for Mrs. Vandenberg.

I saw an ad
about some kittens.

She's not here.

Oh. Well, do you
know when she'll be back?

She's my landlady.

I don't keep track of
her comings and goings.

If I did, I'd, I'd probably tell
her not to give you a kitten.

Excuse me?

Have I done
something to offend you?

You ditched
me at Katty Korner.

Oh.
Yeah.

You're the man
who reads books in bars.

Jan Gies.

Right. Yes.

Oh, God.

That was bad form of me.

I'm really sorry.

I was only waiting
there for 30 minutes,

twiddling my thumbs.

You never showed up.

At least
you had a book.

Funny.
Have a nice day.

You know
what your problem is?

You don't have a sense of
humor, because what I just

said was really funny.

And the reason I ditched
you is because you were being

pompous and you were lecturing
me like I was stupid.

And I was actually going
through a really rough patch

and I was tired of
being underestimated.

But, again, sorry.

I was nervous.

I was going through
a rough time too.

Then this girl appeared.

Offered me back-alley brandy.

I thought she was...

I thought she was one of
the most beautiful girls

I've ever seen.

I didn't think
you were stupid.

I thought you were
out of my league.

Oh.

Well, I can't walk away
in a huff now, can I?

Not really.

So I got married at 18 to
my high school sweetheart.

And after a few years, well,

I realized we actually didn't
have anything to talk about.

And I was working at
a textile factory.

And the money was good.

The job was soul-destroying.

I used to work next to this
bloke who was always going on

about how much he hated his
life and why shouldn't he

leave this place and go
traveling and move to America.

And one day I snapped.

I said, "Go on then. Leave."

And he did.

He left.

And I thought I'd be over the
moon but I was actually jealous.

Oh.

I thought if I'm
so happy in my own life,

why would I be
jealous of this guy?

Uh-hmm.

It's one of those
moments, you know,

you realize you need
to change something.

And the longer you leave it,
the harder it is.

So that day I left my job.

I went home and I asked
my wife for a divorce.

Wow.
Yeah.

You were the bug!

The bug?
In the book.

You woke up one day and
you turned into a bug.

Yeah.
I was the bug, yes.

That was when I became a
social worker, to help people.

So did you
get a divorce?

Yes.
Well, sort of.

How do you
sort of get a divorce?

We both agreed to
split and I started doing the

paperwork, but then her mother
got sick so she suddenly had

to leave town, and we
just haven't done it yet.

Oh.

But we're going to.

You look like you don't
believe me but we really are.

Is that what
you think this look is?

Is it not?
No.

What is it then?

I was just wondering
if you kissed someone,

would it be
considered infidelity?

I don't know. Technically.

Legally. Probably.

Why?

We just broke the law.

Would you like to go
somewhere where we can

break it some more?

Yes.
Come on then.

I'm afraid if I turn my
back on you, you'll disappear

and I really don't want
you to go anywhere at all.

I won't.
I need my kitten.

Oh.

Mrs. Frank.
I'm, I'm Miep.

Miep.
Edith Hollander Frank.

Come and see.

I'm nervous.

Don't be nervous.

I want
everyone to like you.

Oh, thanks very much.

Your parents liked me,
didn't they?

Yeah,
but that's different.

This is my boss.

And it's Shabbat dinner.
It's a big deal.

Oh, don't mention
that you're married.

Well, I'm,
I'm not married, am I?

Separated and too lazy
to file the paperwork

doesn't sound much better.

Not too lazy.

Too broke.

Well,
definitely don't say that.

What should I say then?

How much I like his jam?

It's not jam.

It's, it's pectin.

And Mr. Van Pels is
gonna be there, so.

Oh, Sausage Man?

Stop calling
him Sausage Man.

Oh.

You're cute
when you're nervous.

I don't feel cute.

I feel sweaty.

These are really fancy people.

Oh, and they're all Jewish,
so don't mention you know who.

Hitler's a narcissist.

It's all ego.

He's child trapped
in a man's body.

Who are
we talking about?

Who do you think?

Oh, do we
have to talk about him?

The man gives me indigestion.

Your Miep was just
educating us to why she thinks

we're safe here in Holland.

I'm telling you,
he won't come here.

We're neutral.

You're being naive.

Oh, let her
make her point, Hermann.

Thank you,
Mrs. Van Pels.

We were neutral in the Great War
and the Queen just issued

a statement saying
we remain neutral.

Oh, so that's it?

That's your argument, a
press release by a figurehead.

You really are naive, Miep.

Let's be nice to Miep.

What's not nice about
telling Miep she's being naive

to think that Hitler cares
about the Queen's proclamation?

She's your
queen now too, Hermann.

And if she
were here, I'd tell her
what I'm telling you.

Hitler's objective is France.

And to get around
the Maginot Line,

he needs to go through
the Netherlands.

So neutral or not, if France
declares war on Germany,

he is coming.

Well, then we'll fight.

With what? Cheese?

The Dutch aren't
equipped for war.

The Dutch look
out for each another.

It's not Germany.

This country saved my life.

No. Your adoptive
parents saved your life.

A country is made
up of people, Miep.

And people, even the good,
loving wooden-shoe-wearing

people of your beloved Holland
will be no match for Hitler

when, not if,
he comes and attacks.

So, Hermann,
my love, my very grumpy,

cynical doomsday darling,
what do you propose we do?

Oh, I have no answers
or the answers I have aren't

the ones you wanna hear.

Well, Otto thinks
we should move to America.

And
what do you think?

Well, I think America
sounds far away and I'm hoping

that Miep is right, that he'll
leave the Netherlands alone.

I mean, I finally
learned the language,

with much difficulty.

"Dear Adolf Hitler,
please stay away from

Amsterdam because our dear Edith
can't possibly learn to say

'May I have some champagne'
in any other languages."

Oh.

Nobody's eating my cheese
balls except the nice,

quiet Dutchman.

What do you think, Jan?

Do you think Hitler will
invade the Netherlands?

I think...

I think these are
delicious, Mrs. Frank.

See?
A true Dutchman.

He knows how to
stay out of a fight.

He's a good diplomat.

I can't believe this.

What, five days.

The Dutch fought for five days
and then just surrendered.

And the Queen just fled
to London, left us here.

Wait. Where are you going?

To work.
Today?

We have a new office,
new employees.

We have to work.

I'm sorry.

I, I didn't think
this would happen.

I didn't understand.

Well, now you do.

Morning, Miep.

Morning Bep.

Morning,
Mr. Kugler, Mr. Kleiman.

Is our fearless leader in?

Yes.
And he's in a mood.

Uh-oh.
What?

Oh, dear.

We have a very
dissatisfied customer.

"Dear The Terrible Makers
of This Terrible Product.

I tried to use your product
and it was a dismal failure.

Even my husband, who will eat
anything, including head cheese,

tried it and
found it disgusting.

The banana jam I
made was inedible."

Well, banana jam
does sound disgusting.

Let's not forget that
the woman you're laughing at

pays our bills.

You know, I told you about
the guy that Nellie was seeing.

Uh-hmm.

Well, you'll
never guess what.

Willie is seeing him too.

What?
Yeah.

Miep, could you come see
me before you leave please?

I won't keep you long.
I'm sure you have plans.

Oh, just some
drinks with a friend.

Ah. Sit.

I'm really sorry
about what happened earlier.

I feel terrible.

No, it's fine.

Miep.

Yes?

I read this today from
an old friend, Nathan Straus.

We went to
Heidelberg together.

He's American but he
was there for a year.

Oh.

Nathan now works in the
Roosevelt administration and

he wants to sponsor my family
and me to come to America.

Oh.
So you're leaving?

No.

This letter says that, um,

my application for a
visa was turned down.

It seems even my
well-connected friend

cannot pry open the door
to America for my family.

We have to get out but
there's nowhere to go.

Um, I'm so sorry.

I, I didn't realize it
had gotten to this point.

No.

I didn't want to bring
my troubles to work.

I wanted to keep
you out of it.

But it's not possible anymore.

Miep, what I want to ask you,

it's too much.

I have no right but
I also have no option.

What is it?

We are
going into hiding.

Not right away.

I still have a lot to plan.

Where?

It's better if you know
as little as possible right now.

But when get there,
we'll need your help

getting food and medicine.

Whatever you need.

Let me finish please.

What I am asking you
to do is dangerous.

If you get caught, you could
get arrested or even worse.

Don't answer right away.

You need to take your
time to think it through.

You need to talk
it over with Jan.

No, I don't.

I don't.

What do I do?

For right now, you go
have drinks with your friend

and you act as if
nothing has happened.

You enjoy yourself.

You laugh and you act
like you know nothing.

And one day it will seem
as if we disappeared,

and you will still
go for drinks,

and laugh and act as if
nothing has happened.

Even after many drinks.

Even if your friend
is a trusted friend.

Hi.
I am so sorry.

Did you forget?
No. No.

I was leaving work and
a client held me up.

Right.
You forgot.

That's fine.

What's this?

Well, I wasn't even
sure if you wanted gifts,

but it felt strange not to
give you something.

Wow.
Tess, it's beautiful.

I love it.

Good.

Oh, please
don't be angry.

My best friend
gets married and I hear
about it afterwards.

You were out of town.

For a month.
You couldn't wait?

It was barely a wedding.

You have to believe me
when I say it was nothing.

We got married
for my citizenship.

We did it in the records
office on my lunch break.

That's romantic.

Did you have a party?

No, no, no, no.

Anne was the flower girl.

My parents came.

Cas was there.

But, seriously, that was it.

And I love this bowl, more
than I've ever loved anything,

except you.

Do you love me
more than you love your

stupid new husband?

Oh, my God.

Of course.

Okay. Fine.

I forgive you for
being a terrible friend.

Thank you.

How's work?
Fine.

How's Mr. Frank?
He's fine.

'Cause I hear they're
cracking down on the Jews.

It must be scary.

Um, I mean, we don't
really talk about that

kind of stuff, to be honest.

Tell me about your new
fabulous boyfriend

who owns a country house?

Don't even
get me started.

I can't wait for
you to meet him.

What happened
to the ice cream shop?

What, you didn't hear?

Oh, my God.

So these Nazis came in and
they were harassing these

Jewish customers and the owner
got so upset about it,

he sprayed ammonia
in their faces.

They dragged him out to the
street and they shot him

right here.

They killed him?
Yeah.

I can't believe you
didn't hear about it.

That's awful.

I mean,
he did break the law.

Yeah,
but it's a stupid law.

Yeah, I know.

It's just, I just think that,
there are ice cream shops in

all the Jewish neighborhoods,

so, I mean, how hard can it be
for them to just go there?

QUEEN WILHELMINA [over radio]:
Our enemy occupies...

Hello, Missus... Shh.

The Queen is talking.

QUEEN WILHELMINA [over radio]:
Destruction and utter
disregard of law

as basic principles of morality

How is Tess?

Annoying.

She gave us a bowl.

Uh-hmm.
That's nice.

Mrs. Stoppelman
is listening to the BBC.

I know.

It's illegal.

Well, they'll have
to drag her out before
she gives up her BBC.

They might.

They might drag us away too.

What's wrong?

Koco's is closed.

They killed the owner.

I know.

You knew about this?

Yeah.

It was in the paper.

Heartless fascists.

Yeah, well.

What's that
supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Just, you're right.

They're heartless.

You said, "Yeah, well,"
like he deserved it.

Like he broke the law so
he deserves to get killed.

Real, really?

You discerned all
that from my yeah, well?

You just
don't seem very upset.

No, no.
Here's what happened.

I was sleeping and you came home
irritated at your best friend

and the landlady and now me,
whom you seem to

suddenly see as
callous and unfeeling.

Is there
something else going on?

Did something happen at work?

No.

It's just a weird day.

Go back to sleep.

Sorry I'm late.
Checkpoint was crazy.

But I've got the fish.

I'll debone it, but first,
I need to use the loo.

We have a visitor.

Mr. Van Pels?

Margot got a letter
ordering her to report to the

train station in the
morning to be sent to
a work camp in Germany.

What?

The
plan has moved up.

They're going into
hiding tomorrow.

We have to go now.

We don't want to
believe people are evil.

That makes us good but
it also makes us stupid.

So we need to
stop being stupid.

Hey, Jew!
Curfew in 30 minutes.

Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.

What does that mean?

Roughly translated,
"Go shit in the ocean."

Okay. I have to go.

Otto will tell you what
needs to be done.

Go.

I wasn't
planning to go for weeks.

Oh, there you are.

Thank God.

We didn't have a chance to
bring all our clothes to the

hiding places, so we have
to put them all on now.

Wear all these clothes
to your apartment tonight.

You can bring them to us
later at the hiding place.

Here are
the good towels.

Oh, how are
we gonna bring those?

Margot, go get
one of your rucksacks.

Okay.

Something bigger.
A suitcase perhaps.

Oh, no. A suitcase
will draw too much attention.

You may need to
make several trips.

Where's Anne?

Anne?

She's still
mad about the cat.

What about the cat?

You know, they
won't even tell me where
it is we're going.

All they've said is I
can't bring Moortje.

And when I get upset,
they tell me to grow up.

Well, then stop
treating me like a child.

I'll find a
good home for him.

I promise.

I'm not leaving him.

I'm not.

They can go but I'm staying.

Anne.
Girls!

Girls, come.
We're going tonight.

We're going tonight.

Edith, listen to me.

You said we'd
be safe in Holland.

You have to calm down.

I'm done with
listening to you, Otto.

I want to go tonight.

We can't go tonight.
There's a curfew.

We should have
gone when we had a chance.

We should have
gone to America.

We tried.

We should've
tried harder!

Edith, please.
You're not thinking straight.

Of course I'm not
thinking straight, when my

16-year-old daughter
is going to her death.

She's not going.

This isn't
a work camp, Otto.

It's a death camp, I...

The children are here!

Edith, they're children.

Please, they don't
need to hear this.

Maybe she's right.

Maybe we should go tonight.

We'll all go
together in the morning.

You can't.

Sorry.

Maybe it's not my place
but you can't go together.

If you're together and they
stop you and they see that

Margot hasn't reported
to the station,

they'll arrest all of you.

So be it.

Mr. Frank,
Margot has still...

You're right.
It's not your place.

I'll take her
to the hiding place.

In the morning, I'll take her.

So are you
going to tell me?

He's my
boss and my friend.

I'm your husband.

I never wanted the kind
of marriage where I had to

consult my husband
about everything.

Ah.

What, what kind of
marriage did you want then?

One where you lie to your
husband and it doesn't matter?

I didn't ask you to
help because, like I said,

I don't need your help.

You don't need my help?
You don't need my help?

And then when you're arrested,
taken to a concentration camp,

you're gonna be all right
on your own, won't you?

Can we not
have this argument?

It's the right thing to do
and I've agreed to do it,

and I didn't think I had to
consult you before deciding to

save a person's life.

Who the hell do
you think you are?

The only person with morals?

What would you have
me do when Mr. Frank asked?

Say no?

Ask, ask me.
That's what I'd have you do.

Stop being selfish.

Think about someone
besides yourself.

How dare you.

No, no, no.
How, how dare you.

You live in this, this fantasy
that you're, you're all alone

and your, you, your mother
abandoned you and your new

family didn't understand
you and poor Miep has no one.

You cling to it.

But I'm here.
I'm right here.

You don't even see me.

You don't see me.

Stop shouting at me.

I'm crawling out
of my skin, I'm so hot.

Come here.

It feels so good.

Can we just not
think about tomorrow?

I'm sorry.

It's all right.
I'm sorry.

How many of these
have you got on?

Take them off.

Next!

What are you doing?
I'm thinking.

Just give me a second.

Okay.

Here's what's gonna happen.

I need you to talk to me.

Just tell me
something, anything.

Like, like what?

It doesn't matter,
just talk, just talk like you
don't have a care in the world

and smile at the same
time and follow me.

Miep.
I can't. I can't.

Yes, you can.
Miep. No.

You have to.

I'm not,
I'm not like Anne, okay?

I'm not brave.

So tell me about it.

But just get on your
bike and follow me, Margot.

Tell me what is Anne like?

She's, she's opinionated
and, and she's funny.

And she has a
boyfriend and I don't.

Smile.

I don't
have a boyfriend.

Yeah. What else?

And, you know,
she knows who she is.

She's, she's only 13 and
she wants to be a famous writer.

And I'm 16 and I don't have
any idea of who I want to be.

Halt!

Sorry. Sorry.

My tire's flat and
we're late for work.

My boss will kill
us if we're late.

So sorry.

Is he following us?

Don't look back.

Why are
we at the office?

Shh.

Miep.

You'll see.

Tell me
what's going on.

You'll see.
Just put your bike there.

What, I
don't understand.

What is this?

Come on. Come on.
We'll talk upstairs.

There are small set of rooms
behind your father's office.

No one goes there.

No one even
knows they're there.

Come on. Careful.

They're steep.

Where are we going?

Take off your coat.

Take it off.

This is the hiding place.

But we have clients and
salespeople in and out of the

building all day.

There's a
meeting this morning.

They'll be here in 30 minutes.

So you have to be quiet.

You can't walk or talk
or make any noise at all.

You can't open the windows
and you can't use the loo.

I know this is a
lot to take in.

Your family will be here
later and we'll make
this place into a home.

If you need to cry, cry now.

You have 30 minutes.

I'll be back later
to check on you.

Margot, we made it.
You're safe.

Yeah.

I thought you were gone.

I woke up, I thought
you were gone.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I didn't
wake you and tell you.

I'm sorry.
I'm, I'm so selfish.

No, you're not.

You're not selfish.

Look at what you just did.

Look at what you just did.

What happens now?

♪ Smile the while ♪

♪ You kiss me sad adieu ♪

♪ When the clouds roll by ♪

♪ I'll come to you ♪

♪ Then the skies will
seem more blue

♪ Down in lovers lane,
my dearie.♪

♪ Lovely bells will
ring so merrily ♪

♪ Every tear will be a memory ♪

♪ So wait and pray ♪

♪ Each night for me ♪

Till we meet again ♪