The Tattooist of Auschwitz (2024) s01e03 Episode Script

WOMAN: Julia!
WOMAN 2: That is divine.
WOMAN: Julia!
Come on.
LALI: Shh. Shh.
It's alright. It's alright.
WOMAN GROANS
LALI: You'll be alright.
DOOR CREAKS
HE PANTS
HE EXHALES
GUARDS SHOUT ORDERS
You're late.
Sorry.
I don't get a good morning?
Good morning, Blockführer.
What do you have
to be so miserable about?
Have you heard anything yet?
Gita.
You need to pick
another tattooist.
Why?
Where's Pepan?
You'll find someone
on the way out.
Gita.
GITA WHIMPERS
Here.
MARTA: Come on.
This schnapps tastes off.
SHE LAUGHS
GITA COUGHS
MARTA: Don't talk!
SHE INHALES SHARPLY
I have told the girls
that if they don't discard
the crumbs from the pockets,
it attracts mice.
Or maybe it's
simply that rodents
attract other rodents.
THEY CHUCKLE
STIWITZ: Rodents
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
Who am I meant to pick?
The fuck should I know.
Just be quick about it.
SS GUARD:
Everyone have your bowls ready.
VLAD: You're in my way.
Shitbag.
PRISONER COUGHS
PRISONER COUGHS
Are you okay?
PRISONER PANTS
What do you want?
I need another tattooist.
PRISONERS CLAMOR
Back in line!
I'm taking him.
I think you'll find
he's spoken for.
Better not be holding things up.
Are you coming?
Where were you before the camp?
What does it matter?
GUARD SHOUTS ORDERS
GUNSHO
GUNSHO
-MAN SCREAMS
-WHISTLE BLOWS
I'm Lali.
Why are you helping me?
BARETZKI: Hurry up.
HE SCREAMS
Keep moving!
BAND PLAYING A MARCH
SS GUARD: Move!
-Quick, quick, quick.
-Have you seen 4562?
SS GUARD: Quick, quick, quick.
Has he seen Gita?
He doesn't think so.
SS GUARD: Get to work!
He doesn't think?
No, he says he went
to the warehouse
and doesn't think
she was there.
So where is she?
SS GUARD: Scumbag.
Can he find out?
LALI GROANS
BARETZKI: Cunt.
What are you looking at?!
MAN: Everyone ready?
-SS GUARD: Hey!
-MAN: Nice and light.
SS GUARD: Move!
BAND PLAYING
SS GUARD: Move it.
Barcarolle.
The Tales of Hoffmann.
Offenbach.
You're a musician.
A carpenter.
They needed someone to help
build sets at the opera house.
I'd never even seen one before.
SS GUARD:
This one. Take him out.
But I fell in love.
With Offenbach?
No. With one of the singers.
SS GUARD: Hurry up.
And this Gita?
SS GUARD: Keep the line moving!
She's very ill.
She's here in the camp.
HE EXHALES
SS GUARD: Why
are you standing there? Move up!
Just follow my lead, alright?
The faster you go,
the less painful it is.
SS GUARD: Keep the line moving.
Leon. My name is Leon.
Leon, I suspected he was gay.
And that didn't bother you?
I mean, it was 1943.
HE CHUCKLES
What, you think he's
the only homosexual I ever met?
I worked
in a store selling fashion.
You young people think
you invented sexual liberation.
We had clubs, all kinds.
Understand?
Yes.
THEY LAUGH
You two can go with them.
Baretzki looks familiar, huh?
The ugly lovechild
of Hitler and Stalin's affair.
LEON STIFLES A LAUGH
SS GUARD: Move along.
Don't talk.
SS GUARDS: Heil Hitler.
SS GUARD: Quiet.
SS GUARD 2: Come on, move it.
This officer will take you
to the workroom.
Follow him. Be quick.
SS GUARD 3: This way, women.
Come on.
Move on.
SS GUARD 2: Over here. Come on.
-Move fast.
-You.
You have no fear?
Every second.
But I need to see Gita.
Please.
Just for a moment.
GITA BREATHES HEAVILY
GITA PANTS
How did this happen?
HANNA: She got a cut.
It's infected.
GITA EXHALES
Lali.
There must be
something I can do.
Leave us.
GITA SIGHS
I'm thankful
I got to see you again.
You will get better.
I know it.
-No.
-Mm.
No, you can't know it.
Your hands are warm and strong.
I can feel the blood in them.
It's okay. I'm not afraid.
And I want you to live
to be an old man.
And I'll be with you always.
-Nothing bad will touch you.
-No.
Please. No.
Listen, Gita
MARTA: Go.
Go.
HE SIGHS
Can you get medicine?
No.
Go, please.
I walk back, through that camp,
where I met her,
and now I am about to lose her.
And the barracks
is now full of Gypsy families.
They were all put in together,
not like the rest of the camp.
And I am empty.
CHATTERING AND SHOUTING
LALI: Can you move?
Can you--
I need to get--
I need to get through.
I need to get through.
-Out the way.
-MAN: No!
-MAN 2: Fuck you! Fuck you.
-MAN 3: Come on.
Hey.
What are you doing in here?
Have you been going
through my things?
Where are my things?
WOMAN: Come, come.
Come, come. Go on!
CHILDREN WHIMPER
No.
HE SIGHS
CHATTERING
MAN SHOUTS
HE GASPS
CHILDREN GIGGLE
MAN SHOUTS
WOMAN: Good morning.
Or morning, at least.
I'm Nadya.
Make sure you and your friends
stay out of my room.
PRISONERS LAUGH
SS GUARD: You! Come on.
LEON: You have
a funny way of flirting.
VLAD: What did you say?
I said, if you want me
to fuck you,
you could just ask.
VLAD GRUNTS
VLAD: Fucking bitch!
VLAD GRUNTS
SS GUARD:
He's a tattooist! Get off him!
VLAD: Fuck!
PRISONERS LAUGH
See you tonight, love.
LALI: Are you okay?
LEON: Sure, all good.
Lali.
Leon was
He was there.
Where?
After I knew Gita was sick,
every thought I had was to find
a way to make her live.
But how?
Take a guard hostage
till he got her the medicine?
Set fire to her block
and escape with her?
Mad thoughts.
Imagine your son,
your daughter.
What wouldn't you do
to keep them alive?
Anything.
You look like shit.
I mean, more so than usual.
Fucking Gypsies.
Nocturnal animals
who don't sleep.
You're gonna tell me
you're part Gypsy?
Aren't we all?
Gypsy, homosexual, Pole, Jew?
What are you gossiping about
like a little schoolgirl, huh?
Some patients need tattooing
at the hospital.
I suggested you two.
PRISONERS GROAN AND YELL
SS GUARD: What the fuck?
Jew. Stay down.
I'm not going inside.
Fucking stinks in there.
Be sure to say hi
to Dr Schumann from me.
SS GUARD SHOUTS ORDERS
SS GUARD: Go, go, go!
Fuck off inside then.
SS GUARD: I said, go! Go!
Go!
SS GUARD YELLS ORDERS
Forward!
WOMAN: Stop it! Stop!
SCREAMING AND GROANING
WOMAN 2: No, please!
Please!
SCREAMING, COUGHING AND RETCHING
WOMAN 3: Please! Please!
No, please!
Please, Doctor, please!
I'm beg--
COUGHING
It'll be over soon.
WOMAN SCREAMS
WOMAN SCREAMS
WOMAN GROANS
WOMAN WHIMPERS
LEON HUMS
LEON SINGS IN ITALIAN
LEON CONTINUES SINGING
LEON CONTINUES SINGING
LEON HUMS
Left arm.
Here.
LEON SINGS IN ITALIAN
LALI: Thank you.
Your love affair
at the opera house
hasn't gone to waste.
Even in a place like this.
It was the tenor.
Who I fell in love with.
Can you finish packing up?
WOMAN: Give me your arm.
I need medicine.
For a cut. Fever.
Sweating, but shivering.
Infection.
Probably sepsis.
It needs an antibacterial.
Please. I desperately need it.
Please.
SS GUARD: Run faster!
SS GUARD 2:
Don't fucking look at them!
Fucking Jew!
For Gita.
For Gita. Please.
Please.
For Gita.
Please.
Please.
WOMAN: Ana Katz!
Ana Katz!
Ana Katz!
Ana Katz
Was Ana Katz the nurse?
WOMAN: Ana Katz!
My name is Ana Katz!
They're beautiful.
They need to be cleaned.
Lali.
HE SIGHS
I've never told anyone
what I had to do
to get that medicine.
What I really had to do.
Well
You can tell me now.
If you want to.
WOMAN: Give me your arm.
I need medicine.
For a cut. Fever.
Sweating, but shivering.
Infection.
Probably sepsis.
It needs an antibacterial.
Please. I desperately need it.
Please.
Take your hands off me.
Please don't. It's not for me.
It's for a female prisoner.
She'll die without the medicine.
All these women will die
without medicine.
GROANING AND SOBBING
Sorry, I I didn't mean to
You're one of the tattooists.
Please, come in.
I, uh
I need
an antibacterial medicine.
The patient tells the doctor
what it is that
is concerning him,
and they go from there.
Are you unwell?
No, no, sir. Just
Just in case I get sick.
Mm.
Self-preservation.
An antimicrobial
is what you need.
Thank you.
I have a simple job
I need your help with.
I heard you're good with women.
This way. That's it.
Everything will be alright.
The doctor's going to help.
Alright?
WOMEN GROANING
WOMAN: Leave me alone. No, no
This way, this way.
Careful.
You're alright. You're alright.
SHE SOBS
Shh. It's okay.
It'll be okay.
The doctor will help.
LALI GRUNTS
I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
WOMEN SHIVERING AND MOANING
I'm sorry.
Help me.
SCHUMANN:
You can leave her there.
WOMEN CRYING
Yes, there's fine.
Tattooist.
You can come inside now.
SHE SHIVERS
No.
No, no, no, don't!
WOMEN SCREAM
I've had it turned off.
SHE SOBS
WOMEN SHIVER AND MOAN
SCHUMANN: Come along, tattooist.
No more than four doses a day.
The medicine.
What happens to the women?
Their sterilization is complete.
I need the beds.
Someone will collect them
in the morning.
You did well tonight.
I'll be sure
to call on you again.
SS GUARD: This way.
Keep your eyes down.
Move!
ANA: Ana Katz!
Ana Katz!
Ana Katz!
Ana Katz!
Ana Katz!
You don't have to continue
with me.
No, Lali.
I can see it in your face.
No, I'm just
I'm so sorry
that you've had to carry
this secret all by yourself.
But you
didn't kill them.
You know that.
Wait here.
My ass is about to explode.
SS GUARD: Next!
BARETZKI: The shit they call
coffee is like clockwork.
From the Poles.
Lali, you have to forget
the hospital.
SS GUARD: Halt! Line up.
Remember the tenor?
I was with him in Berlin.
I should be
with the other homosexuals
in a different camp.
With a pink triangle.
Instead, I weighed the odds,
and made a choice to go home,
and so here I am,
in this camp,
with a yellow star.
In this hell we're in,
we're only given two choices.
The bad choice,
or the worse one.
SS GUARD: Come on, move it.
Keep up!
BARETZKI: Hey!
SS GUARD: Caps on!
BARETZKI: What are you doing?
Nothing, we were ju--
Not you.
What have you got there?
Drop your trousers.
KRAUSS TUTS
SS GUARD: Back in line.
Hope you're not stealing
my schnapps, Krauss.
Pull your fucking pants up.
Fucking Jews.
Give them a simple task
to carry your stuff,
they can't even do that right.
BARETZKI CHUCKLES
What are you waiting for?
Come on. Back to your barracks.
SS GUARD: Stay in your group.
Where do you keep it?
If you get caught,
I'll pay for it as much as you.
What?
You think I haven't noticed
a little extra weight
in your bag some days?
A hole in the ground.
Outside, near the barracks.
Uh-huh.
Good.
I assume it's the Poles?
What do they get in return?
Jewelry. Money.
Whatever can be found
in the warehouse.
Good.
Good.
I think this will work
well for us.
More schnapps.
I need you to get me cigarettes.
I don't control
what comes in or when.
You'll figure it out.
I have every faith in you.
Getting things to me
from the warehouse isn't easy.
It would help
if there was someone
in the administration building.
Too risky.
Not if you got Gita put there.
If she's
You listen, cunt.
You think I'm a fool
falling for that shit?
Don't ever try
to pull a fast one on me.
Remember who saved your life
with Krauss.
Next time,
I'll let him shoot you.
And then what will happen
to your precious Gita?
SS GUARD: Halt!
LALI SIGHS
I agree
to the two bottles of schnapps.
HE EXHALES
THEY CHUCKLE
I thought I'd lost you.
THEY BREATHE HEAVILY AND MOAN
Really?
Here?
Yes.
We could die again tomorrow.
THEY MOAN
Are you okay?
It's fine.
I'm just happy.
Oh.
SOMEONE KNOCKS
Oh, goodness.
What's all this?
I'm sorting Gita's things.
HEATHER: Oh, Lali.
She died three months ago.
We were married for 55 years.
I'm so sorry.
Well, we got to grow old.
But time won.
Yeah.
It has a way of doing that.
Well
I did wonder
when you would tell me.
This would look
very good on you.
Gosh, um
People don't wear
fur coats much anymore.
Why not? Look at it!
This is a classic.
-It's beautiful, yes
-Put it on, go on.
Oh gosh.
Oh, it's very soft.
HEATHER SIGHS
HEATHER: Oh.
Beautiful.
Gita would approve.
I wish you could have met her.
Me too. Yeah.
But I so love talking
about her with you
and writing about her.
You must have
pages and pages by now.
I'll have something
to show you soon.
Look at you.
HEATHER CHUCKLES
This is a different Heather.
The boss Heather.
The writer Heather.
I like it.
SHE LAUGHS
Okay. It was
Oh.
See this?
Gita bought this for me.
She knew
it reminded me of Nadya.
It's chocolate,
but it's gonna disappear.
It's gonna disappear,
and go behind
Where is it? Where is it?
CHILDREN LAUGH
Look at that. Okay, go.
Now go share it.
Share it out. Share.
That's it.
NADYA:
You're good with the kids.
LALI: Thanks.
I'm sorry.
I was a bit harsh the other day.
Nadya?
I'm alright, it
SHE INHALES
I think it was a blessing.
That my children
didn't survive the journey here.
That they didn't get
to experience this place.
SHE SNIFFS AND EXHALES
They brought me so much joy.
I keep that here.
You know what?
You remind me of my sister.
Is she crazy?
THEY LAUGH
No.
No, she's wonderful.
And you know, after,
we all got along a bit more.
We were more the same
than different.
And we were all
in the same hell together.
SS GUARD: Come on, now. Move it.
Move, not so slow. Come on.
You! Lie there.
I wonder if I might borrow you.
Me?
I'll volunteer, Doctor.
I know what to do.
No, it's not that sort of work.
Coming right away.
SS GUARD: You.
You, come.
DOOR OPENS
WOMAN GIVES ORDERS
WOMAN: Have you checked this?
Did you send them?
I asked you
to send these letters.
WOMAN: These ones need redoing.
SS GUARD: Over there, now.
Get it right.
Come on, get up.
Come on, everyone.
Leon.
What happened to you?
Ow.
A little holiday
at the hospital block.
LEON CRIES OU
Wh--
Did you know that
the castrato voice in opera
was produced by
twisting a young boy's testicles
until they simply wasted away?
Schumann fried my balls
and then he cut them off.
Oh Leon, I'm sorr--
LEON CRIES OU
LEON: Shit.
LALI: It's alright.
It's alright.
It's alright.
That's horrific, Lali.
Listen.
They did things that you
would no idea.
No idea how people,
really people,
can do it to people.
How a doctor can do it.
Millions of people
would have been alive today.
It's unbelievable.
PRISONERS CHATTERING
MAN SHOUTS