Original subtitles

Stop messing about.

Pass it over, Franzi!

Hold it and watch out!

Man, let's get this game really going!

Will somebody just shoot!

Great, Liese, throw it here!

Man, to me, Liese!

Careful, not into the puddle!

Run over there, Franzi!

Kick it away, Karlchen!

Don't just stand there twiddling your thumbs!

Over here!

Franzi, I'm here!

Run over!

Quiet, be still!

Be quiet!

You need to be quiet!

Kids, don't be so loud in front of Harnisch!

Otherwise he'll kick you off the yard again!

But, Uncle Seidel, she's always complaining!

Well, that's just how she is, kid.

Da kannst du doch nichts machen.

You should go to the S-Bahn Arches instead.

That's nice there, too.

Well, what are we going to do now?

Then we'll just go to the S-Bahn Arches.

Nonsense!

We're playing on!

Two to one for us, we're ahead!

Giese, watch out!

Here, Karlchen!

Franzi, the cross!

Look out!

Is it going to be like this for the whole vacation?

Go, clear off the yard immediately!

Frau Brunner!

'Morning, Herr Seidel.

So, what is it?

Is it really alright to have the window open?

Well, with this beautiful weather.

You can hear the typewriter clattering all the way down in the yard.

I still have some paperwork to do for the company.

Overtime, so to speak.

Well, sure, what has to be done has to be done, but...

a little caution wouldn't hurt, given these miserable times.

Why?

Well, you never know.

Good day, Frau Brunner.

Good day, Frau Seidel.

Tell me, Oskar, are you already back?

I haven't even left yet, Friedchen.

I just got held up chatting with Frau Brunner.

Oh, but now I have to go, I need to do the shopping, otherwise my part in

the movie will be cut.

Let's get moving now.

Goodbye, Frau Seidel.

Goodbye.

Quick, Liesenkohl!

Go, away!

Don't pull so hard!

Go!

That's crazy, stop it!

Fun, right?

Ugh, man!

Up so high!

You're pulling so high!

Go, more!

Pump, go!

Ugh, man, ow!

Great, Liese!

Revenge is sweet!

So, Taps, now it's your turn.

Oh, give him here, I'll break him of that.

He's just scared of water.

Oh, come here, Taps!

Taps, come here!

Go on, come here!

Yes!

No, no, forget it.

I have to run an errand for my mother.

I'll be right back.

Yes, but don't forget!

Do you have to go up already?

Nonsense!

My mother isn't working today!

She's cleaning the apartment and washing!

I'm supposed to come later!

Well then, off to the S-Bahn Arches!

Just wait a minute!

Herr and Frau Sommer, Prenzlauer Berg, Starkather Strasse 10.

Second address, Walter Schindler, Wedding, Knollenweg 38.

Understood, Obersturmführer!

Go!

Prenzlauer Berg, Starkather 10.

Wüstenstrasse, Lichtenberg.

That's it, finished!

Come on, come on, not so slow!

Berlin workers in the large factories, resist arms production.

Our people want peace.

Our persistent thought of peace is stronger than ever before.

Who would a war benefit but those who profit from it?

Taps!

Taps!

I don't like being bumped into in the middle of the street, especially with a dog.

Sorry, Uncle Seidel, but Taps is running like a locomotive again.

Well, luckily he doesn't tip out of the basket so easily.

So, how was the report card, Mr. Passed?

But Uncle Seidel, I'm the second best in the class!

Oh, Mutti and Vati will be so happy about that, eh?

Of course, Mutti was more proud than me.

Watch out, Liese!

Uncle, what was 24?

Yes, Brunner, Ilsenstrasse 24.

Yes, Brunner, Ilsenstrasse 24.

Yes, Brunner, Ilsenstrasse 24.

Lehmann, check the window.

Understood.

Fourth floor, sir.

Understood, Obersturmführer.

Watch out, Gestapo!

Where?

They're coming up!

Herr Seidel, you must warn Karlchen if anything happens.

Yes, go!

He's playing down at the S-Bahn Arches.

Good.

Thank you.

Everything is closed, Obersturmführer.

Maybe she's gone.

Lehmann, you check the building entrances.

Morning, gentlemen.

Good morning.

Do you live here?

Yes, if you don't mind.

Why?

Which floor?

The ninth.

Does a Hedwig Brunner live there?

Sure, she's my neighbor.

Is she home?

I don't think so.

She's probably gone shopping.

Why?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

The key is in the lock.

Kuhlke.

Nothing.

Well, then she went out the window.

Damn it.

Nothing to see.

Well, search the roof.

Understood, Obersturmführer.

Yes.

Understood.

Jerk.

Man, can't you watch where you're going?

You don't need to be dreaming.

Look where he's plodding off to.

Watch out.

Hold on a moment, young woman...

Well, how is that supposed to...

Excuse me.

You've lost your mind.

No sign, Obersturmführer.

Well, Kuhlke.

Shall we try this?

The father is no longer of use to us, but perhaps the boy is.

Well, we'll see.

Is the man dead?

Yes, the family used to live in Görlitz, where they grabbed Brunner,

right in '33.

He worked illegally for the KPD.

He died right during the first interrogations.

And the wife?

She tried to hide here; Berlin is large.

She surely has no relatives here where the boy could

hide now.

And his dear mother will certainly want to check on him again.

So there are two options: either she comes back, and we grab

her here, or...

he leads us to her.

Should I question the neighbors?

I'll do that myself.

You and Lehmann search the adjacent buildings.

Order received, Obersturmführer.

Hey, you little one, come over here.

Now, you know Karlchen Brunner, right?

Brunner?

Nee, I don't know him.

Uh, then maybe Franzl Schramm?

Oh, him, the one from the meck-meck-meck tailor.

Yes, exactly, where is he?

He's gone, with the others.

Aha, and where to?

I don't know that.

Potter, get in goal now!

Shoot!

Excuse me.

No problem, my boy.

You know him, right?

If we see who he's waiting for, who knows.

Maybe his wife.

I have to go upstairs now.

And after lunch, I'll come get you.

Yeah, but hurry up.

Sure, I will.

Lali, lali, lali, lali, lali...

Lali...

Lali, lali...

Lali...

Mutti...

Mutti, what's wrong?

House Search.

Why?

Mutti!

Mutti!

Mutti, where are you?

What is it?

Oh please, don't you know where my Mutti is?

I don't know a thing.

Why is she so angry today?

Listen carefully, my boy.

If anything happens to me, you go to the Sommers, understand?

To the Sommers.

They'll help you.

Karl, she must be up there.

I was watching very closely.

But we don't hear a thing.

Completely quiet or what?

I don't hear anything either.

Should we go up there?

Come on, Werner, let's go play outside.

Liese!

Upstairs, now!

Hurry up!

Careful, Karlchen.

Franz!

Get inside now!

Franz!

Get a move on!

Don't come too close!

Get out!

Beat it!

We'll meet later at the baker's.

I have to go somewhere else.

Kuhlke!

He has to come out here again.

Grab him at the cellar door.

I'll look for the Brunner woman on the street in the meantime.

Quickly, to the yard!

Come with me, boys.

It's a lot of people!

Oh, well!

That's even part of the game now.

Let's see if those people come home again.

I still think we're back here.

We don't have that here.

And we're not in the central stadium here either.

Yeah.

Tight!

Oh, man!

We'll be back.

If you want something, I can get it.

I'm ready.

You want something?

What?

I want to go to the Sommers.

The Sommers?

The police were just at their place, man.

They grabbed both of them.

They were Communists.

What did you want with them?

I heard they... they... they didn't want to sell anyone a bird.

Alright, listen to this.

This little guy here wants to go to the Sommers.

To buy a bird.

They didn't have any birds, you lying jerk.

What kind of kid is this anyway?

You think we're idiots, huh?

You won't get out of here without a beating.

Watch out for that crate!

Ah, stupid, man!

Yeah, look out!

You'll get it now!

Fight back!

Come on!

Go!

Hurry up!

Watch out for the rope!

Look out!

My leg, you idiot!

That damned dog!

No sign, Obersturmführer.

Yeah, yeah, nothing either.

Go search soon.

Helmut, Helmut!

I have to hide!

Stop!

What's wrong?

I'll tell you later.

Keep driving!

Higher, Max!

Higher!

Higher!

Uncle Seidel!

Have you heard about what happened at the Brunners'?

Where is Karlchen?

I don't know.

In any case, he ran off.

And who are you waiting for here?

For Helmut.

He doesn't know anything about this.

Be careful, my boy.

And above all, don't talk about this to everyone.

They're waiting here for Frau Brunner.

So, you must find Karlchen and warn him.

So Frau Brunner escaped?

Yes.

Let me know right away when you've found Karlchen.

And once again, be very careful.

This is not a game you're playing.

Was he at the Sommers'?

I think so, yes.

They arrested Erika and Albert at the same time they were with you.

An hour later, a boy came, and he wanted to join up.

That was Karlchen Sommers.

And that must have been Karlchen.

The description of that Hitler Youth boy matches him exactly.

But where did he go then, Fritz?

The Sommers' was the only emergency address.

He has nothing to eat.

Where will he sleep?

Maybe my neighbor...

Maybe Seidel housed him somewhere.

Seidel?

You trust him, do you?

Of course.

If he hadn't warned me...

We know little about him, Edel.

Old SPD-man, he was a lathe operator, unemployed for many years.

He's a decent man.

I have to go to him.

Maybe he knows where Karlchen is.

Do you want to run straight into the Gestapo's arms?

They are just waiting for you.

I have to do something, Fritz.

He has no one.

He's still just a child.

Look, I'm going to Ilsenstrasse.

Edel, I understand, but do you want to risk our whole group now?

They'll grab you before you even take a step into that house.

And what good will that do the boy?

Let me go there.

I know Karlchen...

But you don't know his friends.

You don't know Seidel.

He'll never trust you.

Yes, yes, that could be.

Then we have to try something else.

Alright, Maxe, that's enough for today.

And then

let's go down.

Do you know about the Brunners yet?

Yes.

And Karlchen?

He's out front.

Out front?

Yes.

Karlchen... how did you get away?

What about your mother?

They didn't catch her, Uncle Seidel says.

She must have gotten away.

They searched everything for two hours.

They found nothing!

They didn't catch her!

Stop it, Karlchen.

They're waiting here for your mother.

Yes, but...

But you told them she got away from them.

Well, they're counting on her coming back because of you.

You mustn't go back into the apartment.

My mother will still think I'm there.

She's coming back, I know it.

And what swine they are.

Now they've turned on a light in the apartment, so your mother believes

that you're upstairs.

What on earth do we do now?

First we have to go to Uncle Seidel and tell him we found you.

Nonsense.

First we need to discuss how we're going to warn your mother, in case she comes back after all.

We both have to look there.

I can imagine that, by those Arches.

You look over there.

And I'll be on this side.

Yeah, yeah, got it.

Yes, Walter says to me, if we don't get the tools from them

back, then we won't be pawning anything anymore.

We're not running after our stuff.

Where does that get you?

Besides, the hooks looked filthy.

So what, what are you doing, Marc?

Then we'll start the new line.

Something was going on with us, too.

Four accidents.

Two of them involving the streetcar.

One had to be operated on immediately.

Don't turn around, Frau Brunner.

It's me.

Anneliese?

Yes, be careful.

The Gestapo is everywhere.

Where is Karlchen?

Safe.

I'll let him know.

Tell me, my boy, what are you doing here?

I'm waiting for my friend.

Oh, your friend?

And this is at half past nine at night?

And why are you creeping from building entrance to building entrance?

What's that to you?

Ow!

Ah!

Are you staying here?

Let go of me!

Oh, I'll teach you a lesson.

Tell me what's going on here.

Come!

Stop!

Let go of me!

Will you be quiet?

Where are you coming from so late?

What did he do?

The Gestapo beat him.

And why?

Herr Schramm, please give me a thin towel so I can bandage him.

I want to know why they beat him.

Because he wouldn't betray where Karlchen was hiding.

I see.

That will all heal soon, Franzl.

But he didn't betray anything, right?

Well, you don't know your son very well, Herr Schramm.

I know my Franz.

The boy disappeared in the dark.

There's no point anymore.

The children are drawing too much attention, Herr Richter.

You are staying here overnight.

Understood, Obersturmführer.

Sit down, Comrade.

Thank you.

You can stay here as long as necessary.

But...

won't you tell us what's troubling you?

My husband always asks too many questions.

You don't have to talk if you don't want to.

I had to leave my boy behind alone.

If the Nazis catch him, he'll go to a reformatory.

Are you alone?

Just with the boy.

They arrested my husband right in 1933.

KZ Sonnenburg.

Six weeks later, he was dead.

Are you from Berlin?

No.

The Comrades brought me here half a year ago.

Well, nobody knows me here.

But not the boy either.

So, where should he go?

Comrade, he's found shelter somewhere.

I have a certain feeling.

Liese said he's safe.

But where?

Where?

Where could Mutti be now?

Stop!

Stop!

Mutti!

They caught your mother.

No, I don't believe that!

Ah, Frau Brunner, quick!

Look here!

Look here!

Look here!

Look here!

Let go of my mother!

You should let go of my mother!

Ah!

You should let go of my mother!

Ow!

Oh.

Are you hungry, too?

Yes.

Look, little one, you don't need to be afraid of me.

You're the son of my Hedwig Brunner, aren't you?

You know me, kid.

You've seen me at your place before.

Two weeks ago, on a Saturday, remember?

How did you get here?

Did something happen?

You look so dirty.

Come on, we have to go.

Liese!

Have you heard anything about him yet?

Over there, under the bench, that's where I slept.

And I didn't go to the Sommers'.

Who knows, maybe the Gestapo is still there.

That's smart of you, Karlchen.

Boy, everything will be fine.

We will find your mother.

But listen to me now.

I am Tante Marie.

I'm a cook for rich people.

And I'll tell them you're my nephew from the province, understood?

And your mother, she's in the hospital and you're all alone, hm?

That's even true.

But Karlchen, the son of Hedwig Brunner, he's not alone.

There are Comrades everywhere who are watching out for him.

You hate the Nazis, too, don't you?

They've arrested many upright people and brutally beaten them.

Just because they are against a new war.

The Nazis are shouting everywhere that they will rule for a thousand years.

But one day, things will be different.

And we have to fight for that.

But we also have to be smart.

We must also change your name, Karlchen.

But what name should we give you?

Karl has to stay, otherwise you'll easily slip up.

Karl...

Karl Brennecke, understand?

Not Brunner, but Brennecke, hm?

Hm.

And where have you lived so far, Karl Brennecke?

Oh, I could say in Forstenwalde.

I've been there with my Mutti before.

And if someone asks me, I can tell them what it looks like there.

There you go.

...

Now you listen carefully to what I'm telling you and remember it exactly.

My employer's name is Langenhorst.

Hardcore Nazis.

But you must be silent about everything, understand?

About everything that happens.

Always be silent and helpful.

Because if they notice anything, we're lost, you understand that?

Clear.

Well then, come on.

Just hang in there, Karlchen.

Morning, Helmut.

Morning, Herr Seidel.

Have you heard anything about Karlchen?

No.

Well, yesterday I met him and hid him in the wagon.

Well, why didn't you let us know, you idiot?

Well, because we were all waiting for his mother in the evening.

We wanted to warn her.

But when the Gestapo pursued him again, he ran off.

And no one knows where.

Oh, damn it all.

There's the house.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Oh, but that must have many rooms.

Is there a big garden too?

Yes, and a big lake.

So...

What's your name and where are you from?

From Forstenwalde and my name is Karl Brennecke.

It's so nice and quiet and cool here, Tante Marie.

Completely different from our place in Ilsenstrasse.

Shh, Karlchen.

You don't know any Ilsenstrasse.

That's my room.

You'll be living there now.

But...

first wash yourself.

Thank goodness we are together again.

And didn't run into anyone.

Well?

Come on.

Oh, the brush.

You brush your shoes properly and your trousers too.

And the shirt.

There's an old servant here, Herr Johann.

You'll have to obey him.

But I will watch out so that he doesn't overwork you.

But you must be silent.

Always be silent and obedient.

Understood?

A Fräulein Lisle, the housekeeper, is in charge here.

And none of the people around here, where you'll be living now, are our friends.

Not even in a dream must you betray who you are and what you think.

There.

Hang in there, Karlchen.

Then things will change.

And now you get ready quickly.

And I want you to look nice, boy.

Look.

We will live here now.

That's the little one.

Introduce yourself, boy.

My name is Karl Brennecke.

I'm from Forstenwalde.

And this is Herr Johann.

Come here.

Let's go to Fräulein Lisbeth.

So you are this unfortunate boy.

Your name is Karlchen, isn't it?

Your mother will surely get well soon.

And in the meantime, you can have a new home here.

Because the Führer wishes that we help one another.

The boy should learn what human kindness means in our national community.

He can help in the kitchen and also in the rooms.

Yes, Fräulein Lisbeth.

He can fetch the post and polish the silverware.

He will also water the flowers in the winter garden.

You will brush clothes, polish shoes, and you will learn to

wash the automobile.

And he can help Marie with the groc...

with the shopping.

Of course, he would need a nice livery.

A uniform would be best...

No, no uniform.

A nice blue suit with light piping, that's enough.

Have that done immediately, Johann.

You should feel at home here, my little one.

Yes, Langenhorst again here.

Marie?

Yes, who is it?

Marie, it's Hedwig.

Do you hear me?

Please don't come to me anymore.

You know why.

Not to the Sommers' either.

Same situation there.

Erika can't come anymore.

I know, I know.

Only the boy...

Is something wrong, Marie?

A message from Karlchen's mother?

No, Fräulein Lisbeth.

It's the washwoman.

She's very sick and she can't come anymore.

Then she should send someone else.

I'll tell her.

I understood everything, Frau Sommer.

Please send us someone who can do the laundry for us.

Marie...

Marie, I'm sure you can't speak the way you'd like.

Please don't worry.

I'll contact you again.

Goodbye.

Yes, goodbye.

Little ear, bring the basket in.

The baker is here.

Tante Marie, I'm going already.

Hold on, boy.

But Tante Marie said I should bring the bread basket in.

There's time, it's not going anywhere.

Yes, it is.

No, the basket is not going anywhere.

Now go on.

Look, Tante Marie, Baker Hut, he lives on our street.

And Helmut must have brought the bread.

He's my friend.

Boy, you don't know anyone in Berlin here.

Understood?

Your friend must not bring us any more bread.

I'm canceling the order with this baker today.

But why?

Because it's far too dangerous for us.

Where should he go?

To Prinz-Albrecht-Strasse.

Report, Wiesner.

The operation against Sommer, Schindler, and Brunner has been carried out.

The Sommer couple was arrested.

Schindler tried to escape.

He was shot.

Quite seriously.

We interrogated him immediately.

Yes.

And?

He didn't make it, Sturmbannführer.

This amateurishness is unbelievable, to let a man like that die.

Continue.

We interrogated the Sommers.

The material is poor.

Despite everything, we couldn't get anything out of either of them.

That's why we let the woman go for now.

We'll see where she leads us.

You let her go?

Well, we'll see.

What about the Brunner woman?

She had barricaded herself in the apartment, so it took us a long time.

Hopefully not too long.

She actually risked fleeing over the roof.

On the fourth floor.

Risked?

Wiesner, you should know by now: this scum risks everything.

But you still caught her.

We are trying to get on her trail through her son.

Spare me the details.

In three days, I want to hear results.

And positive ones.

Is that clear, Wiesner?

Understood, Sturmbannführer.

Take a close look at this.

Recently, secret directives concerning our armament from the economic

sector have been made public in communist leaflets.

That's all we needed.

How many people knew this secret material?

Finding that out is your job.

In any case, I have orders from the very top to eliminate this problem.

You, Wiesner, and all your men are to devote yourselves exclusively to the task

of finding out where the weak point is.

Who is supplying this material to the Communists?

Where is the group located?

Breaking up that group alone is what is important now.

Understood.

You will stay here as long as there is no danger.

We have no other option at the moment.

If necessary, the boy could also stay here for a short time.

I intercepted Oskar Seidel at the pension office.

A Comrade who knows him showed him to me.

Seidel knows from the children that Karlchen escaped the Gestapo again

during the night.

So you can be reassured that the children are still looking for him.

We are too, of course.

And I told Seidel how he can send me a message.

I'm still worried.

But maybe someone came down that you're not even thinking of.

Do you know anything about Sommer's Ernst?

And about Walter Schindler?

Nothing about Walter.

Absolutely nothing.

Albert is still in custody.

They've already released Erika.

That's a very cheap trick by the Gestapo.

They just want to see if Erika makes contact somewhere.

Did you find out what the Gestapo wanted to get out of her?

No.

We must first avoid all contact with her.

If she needs help, a way will be found.

As soon as we find out anything in the sub-district leadership, I'll let you know.

In any case, extreme caution is required now.

Also for Marie, who worries me the most.

Because who knows how long she can hold out there.

But we need the information from her.

Besides, she's completely exposed now.

She only had the Sommers' and my contact point.

She can't even contact us herself if something happens.

Someone definitely has to go there to reassure her.

And to get the material.

Well, of course.

Then I'll go.

Any objections?

When should I go?

I don't know yet.

We first need to know if the Gestapo already has a lead on her.

Do you like the suit, my little one?

I find it adorable.

Distinctly soldierly.

Like a uniform.

Aha.

So there is our new house resident.

What is your name?

Karl Brennecke.

Karl.

Like Charles the Great.

A beautiful name.

Although you are a little too small for it yet.

Who on earth came up with this strange suit, my dear?

Something like this for a boy, in our time?

I didn't arrange anything, Werner.

I'm seeing the boy for the first time today, too.

He would surely have preferred a snappy HJ uniform.

Isn't that right, my boy?

Well, this one works too.

Well, you can manage a brisk German salute, can't you?

Go on, do it.

Well.

A bit slack, my boy.

But...

you will learn a lot here, huh?

Have him take the post away right now.

Understood.

Come, my dear.

Don't stand around, take the post away.

Take a couple of bottles of beer out to the workers.

It's hot today.

Come.

Slowly, slowly.

Otherwise that thing will fall into the flowers.

Do you want me to fill it?

Yes, yes.

Well, my boy.

Hand over the good stuff then.

And where is something to eat?

Be glad, Achim, that you're getting anything at all.

Before the Führer came to power, you were starving.

For that, your skull might also be smashed in today if you say anything

against the Nazi saints.

Be quiet, Horst, I don't want to hear things like that.

Yeah, yeah, you just keep out of everything.

If you're in it yourself, you'll be stuck in the mess they'll cause.

Hey, Horst!

Here, greetings from the national community.

Well, hopefully it's nice and cold.

Well, do you have to play girl Friday again?

How did you even end up in a house like this?

Don't have time, have to take the post away.

The Minister instructed me accordingly.

It is time, gentlemen, to clearly state our intentions.

We will destroy the Slavic peoples and seize their natural resources.

We will eradicate the inferior races of Jews and Gypsies, subjugate the other

peoples, make them work for us, and establish the National Socialist

world dominion.

In economic terms, the necessary rearmament for this is already significantly

advanced.

For that, we expressly thank you, gentlemen.

But large parts of the population are against a war.

And the most dangerous to us are the Communists.

They are trying to mobilize the masses against our policies.

We will fight that with all severity.

Well, and what then?

What then?

That's when the dog starts to sing.

The Internationale.

Stop it, I said.

But the dog, he keeps singing.

Thump!

One in the face.

He immediately spat out two teeth.

But the dog keeps singing.

Stop it, I said.

No?

I'll take a handful of dirt and stuff it in his mouth.

He spits it out again.

Then I hit him twice with the club over the head.

He'll never sing again.

Not even a folk song.

Was he dead?

You shouldn't be listening in everywhere, my boy.

Now come on.

Hold on.

Hold tight.

Now, show me if you're brave.

Well?

A German boy isn't afraid.

Coward.

Tell me, what kind of people are those up at Langenhorst's?

Big shots.

From industry, economy, banks and such.

Your Marie, one of the SS told how they deal with prisoners.

Beating them to death, like my father.

Karlchen, how many times do I have to tell you that you must be silent about everything?

It's alright, my boy.

It's alright, Karlchen.

We both have to hang in there.

Just like behind a mother.

Hm?

Try and get the ripped pants out.

I need them.

What for?

It's nice to have work.

Very nice.

And reassuring.

But this calm can be deceptive.

Work can suddenly be over.

Why?

My work is decent and cheap, the people here know that.

Yes, surely, surely.

But do they also know that you are a Jew?

Which is not good at all these days?

Schramm.

Hard times are coming for you.

For all Jews, Schramm.

Herr Kommissar, what do you want from me?

Isn't it enough that you beat my eleven-year-old son?

You, a grown man, beating a child.

A Jewish child.

Or to be fair, a Half-Jewish Child.

Your wife was probably Aryan.

If I am correctly informed.

I demand that you do your duty as a citizen, as long as you

still are one.

You must inform us immediately if this Karl Brunner, who is a

friend of your son's, turns up.

Or his mother.

I can't look at the hallway all day.

I'll have you arrested, man.

I'll lock you up in a KZ.

I expect your message, Schramm.

You can wait a long time for that.

Is he gone?

Who?

The Gestapo guy.

Don't worry about such things.

But you should tell him if we've found Karlchen.

Or if Frau Brunner should come.

Did you tell him anything?

Hello, Willi.

Hello, Oskar.

It's good to see you again.

Here, take a look.

But you don't seem to be lacking customers, from what I've seen here.

Franzl, go back outside.

Go on now.

What did your visitor want?

Frau Brunner should report to you if she should come.

Or Karlchen.

As long as I've known you, Willi, you've always been a decent guy.

Even when I tell you that I'm Jewish.

I don't care at all what you are.

As far as I'm concerned, you can be a Mohammedan or whatever.

The main thing is that one can rely on you.

Hello, Uncle Seidel.

Hello, kids.

Well?

Still haven't heard anything about Karlchen?

He's as if the earth swallowed him whole.

Oh dear.

Well, keep searching hard.

Ask around everywhere.

He must be somewhere, right?

And above all, be careful.

Don't mess around.

Got it.

Dum dum dum.

Dum dum dum.

Good night, Tante Marie.

Good night, my boy.

Did you wash properly, Karlchen?

Yes, Tante Marie.

Did you brush your teeth too?

Yes.

Well then.

Sleep, my boy.

Why are you so sad, Tante Marie?

Because it's not nice at all, the way things are now.

Are you so sad because of Mutti?

Hm.

Because of all of us.

Go to sleep now.

You need strength.

You're supposed to achieve more than us old ones.

Tante Marie?

Hm?

Did they catch my Mutti?

No, Karlchen.

Really not?

Really not.

And where is Mutti now?

Hm, that I don't know.

She'll be with good Comrades.

Now be quiet and sleep.

Does she have food?

Of course, of course.

Does she have a bed too?

She's been asleep for a long time and you're still talking.

Now good night and that's all.

Good night.

Karlchen?

Karlchen?

Hm?

Oh, who left this open again?

Hm?

Oh, it's you.

Why are you making so much noise, you stupid boy?

You'll wake up the master and mistress, you clumsy fool.

Now get to bed.

Oh, he turned off the light.

A smart boy.

Oh, look at that.

He put the basket away like that.

All hands.

And he's still pretending to sleep.

And he's still pretending to sleep.

And he's still pretending to sleep.

That was so exciting, Tante Marie.

That was so exciting, Tante Marie.

Yes, Villa Langenhorst here.

Frau Mathilde is speaking.

I am the new washwoman.

Frau Sommer is...

Yes, yes, I know.

What is it?

I'd like to speak to Frau Marie.

She's not here at the moment.

Oh, too bad.

What do you want from her?

I just wanted to know if I could come this afternoon.

Yes, around three o'clock.

Yes, yes, come on over.

There's enough laundry here.

Anything else?

No, thank you.

The new washwoman just called.

A Frau Mathilde.

Do you know Marie?

Yes, yes.

And...

What did she want?

Well, what would she want?

She's coming this afternoon around three.

Oh my God.

What am I going to do with Karlchen?

Remember to get your receipt at the post office.

Understood?

Clear.

It's here now.

Hm?

Alright, now off with you finally.

Go straight out here.

Why?

Oh, not so many questions.

Goodbye.

Marie,

the washwoman is here.

I thought you were long gone.

I still need to ask Tante Marie something.

Marie is in her room.

Only table cloths and napkins are here, Frau Liesbeth.

Aha.

But make sure you don't use the brush on the fine cloths, or they'll be torn

in two.

Yes, I know.

The woman didn't bring everything.

Three nightgowns.

One, two pairs of pajamas.

Two, three lace cloths.

How many napkins were there?

34.

And table cloths?

I counted nine, but I...

Two, three lace cloths.

How

many napkins were there?

Almost.

Please count again.

Yes, Frau Liesbeth.

What are you doing here?

Don't frighten me like that.

Please, I'm just counting some laundry for Eichner.

Hmm, that's fine, Frau Marie.

I'll bring the laundry the day after tomorrow.

Yes?

Yes, that would be nice.

That's fine, Frau Mathilde.

That could have gone terribly wrong... with your mother and you.

You can see that over your Karlchen.

But everything went quite well, Tante Marie.

Boy, I understand that you are happy.

But if Fräulein Lisbeth had noticed anything, we would have all been

lost.

I can't help it if I forget things sometimes.

And besides, I didn't know Mutti was coming.

You're right, my boy.

But for now, we have to be very careful.

The content of these illegal leaflets clearly comes from secret documents

in your department.

In the Reich Ministry of Economics, Herr State Secretary.

A review of all persons in question has been initiated.

So far, there are no indications of negligence or treason.

We are investigating further.

In this context, Herr State Secretary, I would like to ask another

question.

Are all employees of the house reliable?

What do you mean by that, Obersturmführer Wiesner?

It could be that someone here in the house is tampering with your documents.

I mean the employees.

But Wiesner, I must...

Please.

Who among them could be a suspect?

Fräulein Liesbeth, perhaps?

Or Johann, my servant, over 40 years in the house?

Liesbeth was already at our castle in Pomerania with my parents?

No, no.

And who else?

The chauffeur, who hardly ever comes into the house.

The cook.

A 50-year-old woman.

Enough.

Perhaps Wiesner sees the informant in the kitchen boy.

Of course not.

Hauptsturmführer.

With that, the matter in my house would be settled.

Herr State Secretary.

Yes, what else?

Perhaps it would be possible, just to be completely sure, for me to briefly have my colleagues

look at the rooms of the employees of the house.

Pure routine.

Just officially prescribed.

Then do your routine.

But be brief, if I may ask.

Excuse me, Herr State Secretary, which of the employees is currently

absent?

Why are you asking me?

You should ask Fräulein Liesbeth.

She enjoys my full confidence.

Perhaps I can help you if I knew what you are looking for,

Herr Kommissar.

Thank you, no, Fräulein.

Nothing specific.

But if you are not looking for anything specific, why are you checking?

Our Marie doesn't steal.

No.

I never claimed that, Fräulein.

Or maybe the boy?

Don't worry.

It's nothing exciting.

Pure routine.

The little one sleeps here?

Yes, since he's been here.

Mhm.

Since when is that?

Only a few days.

His mother is in the hospital.

What is that?

What's the boy's name again?

Karlchen.

Karl.

Karl Brennecke.

When is Mutti supposed to come today, Tante Marie?

No.

You're not learning, are you?

You're talking about it again.

Come, my boy, we have to go buy flowers.

The mistress's mother has a birthday.

But why do I have to come along?

Why?

To carry the flowers, my little one.

Especially today.

I already said, we have a birthday in the house.

Now come on.

But I don't want to.

The boy is perhaps so surprised because you usually buy the flowers

alone, Fräulein Lisbeth.

Go on, Karlchen.

Will I be back in time?

In time?

In time for what?

Well, when... when I have to be back.

For work.

I told him he should clean the large antlers today.

In the smoking room.

Now go, Karlchen.

We'll be back at noon, my boy.

Go.

Away, Maxe.

It's already late.

I still have to do the mirror and wash the car today.

Stop for a minute!

Look, that's the Gestapo man who was chasing Karlchen back then.

Which one do you mean?

The one on the right.

The one with the hat.

He's the one who beat me up.

Drive to that lamppost.

I want to see what he's doing there.

No, stay here, Franzl.

Come on, quickly.

Hey!

I have always trusted our cook so much.

The boy she foisted upon us is wanted.

And his mother, too, she's not in the hospital at all.

She's a criminal.

And her name isn't even Brennecke.

They certainly want to arrest both of them.

Marie, who is our cook.

And this Frau Mathilde, the washwoman, when she comes today.

They are supposedly Communists.

Just imagine that.

Oh my God.

They'll have them in half an hour.

Well, they're in for a surprise.

You can't be tough enough with people like that.

That Gestapo guy definitely arrested her.

He disappeared into the garden right away, with the other two.

And it happened very fast.

And they took the woman with them in the car.

Look, there's Karlchen.

Where?

How did you get here and look at you?

Not so many questions.

Franzl, quickly, you need to go to Uncle Seidel.

Maybe he knows where my mother is.

She must not come to the villa anymore.

My mother?

Which villa?

The Villa Langhorst. Drive off.

Quickly, to Villa Langhorst.

What do you want there?

The Gestapo is there.

Even so.

I have to drive to Marie.

Here, here, here.

How did you get there?

I'll tell you later.

My bag.

Oh, I was supposed to be there in half an hour.

Yes, well hurry up, Comrade.

It takes longer with the baskets.

Oh, let the fancy folks wait for a while.

I'm longing to see my boy.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Take care.

They're going there, to the house.

Understood.

She must come from over there.

Don't go so close to the window, Herr Johann.

But Herr Kommissar, the washwoman doesn't even know me.

Doesn't matter, these people have a sixth sense.

We want to catch her inside the house.

There must be no commotion in this area.

Stop! Stand still!

Stop here, Franzl!

She's coming.

Stay away from the window.

Flee, Mutti!

Flee!

Get in, you tramp!

You, you wretched frog!

You miserable bastard, you!

You stay here, Franzl!

You're not the one who's here!

The boy!

Frau Brunner, this way!

Did a boy go up here?

The little one from the house?

Yes.

He went onto the roof.

My boy, my boy...

Mutti, what about Tante Marie?

I don't know, Karlchen.

Did they arrest her?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes, surely, Karlchen.

Will someone help us now?

There are still many good people, my boy.

But we have to keep going.

And for how much longer?

How long?

Until we have driven all that is ugly and base out of the world.