The Tattooist of Auschwitz (2024) s01e04 Episode Script

-GUARDS SHOUT
-WOMEN WHIMPER
SS GUARD: Go, quickly.
SS GUARD 2: Move along.
PRISONERS SOB
You, get back in line.
Please. Help me.
-Where is my sister?
-Back in line.
Send this.
I beg you.
I beg--
PRISONERS SCREAM
PRISONER: Burn in hell.
SHE TEARS PAPER
-WOMAN: We're down to our last--
-I heard it the first time.
WOMAN: Can you call to find out
where it is please?
Let me repeat.
I placed the order.
I placed it two weeks ago.
I cannot control their end.
WOMAN:
I haven't got time for this.
Please can you just
get on with it.
-Will do.
-WOMAN: Thank you!
-Great.
-Yep. Thanks.
SOMEONE KNOCKS
HEATHER: Hi.
I'm so sorry.
Work was just
SHE GROANS
And I think I left
my mobile there,
and there was
just no parking,
so I was just, you know,
driving around
and around, and
-Yeah. Over it.
-You look schlecht.
-No offense.
-None taken.
Only 'cause I don't know
what schlecht means.
Schlecht. Maybe we should
talk another day.
No.
No, I've been looking forward
to a wafer all day.
Alright, alright.
I didn't know
what happened to you.
LALI PANTS
LALI GROANS
GUARDS SHOU
Oh. Vodka.
American dollars.
And
This is exquisite.
Where did you get it?
Found it.
Who's stealing from
the clothing warehouse for you?
Hm?
Give me names, rat.
And I might let you
crawl out of here.
Names!
I collect parcels.
No questions asked,
that's how it works.
I don't have any names.
This is disappointing.
LALI GRUNTS
Shit. I
I don't-- Fuck, I swear.
I swear I don't--
LALI GRUNTS AND GROANS
LALI GROANS
Names?
LALI GROANS
Names.
LALI SOBS
[WHISPERS] I've lost him.
You don't know for sure.
GITA: It's bad news
or worse news.
There's no other kind here.
What else am I meant to think
after five days of nothing?
Hush your gossip.
You want us all
to get a beating?
BARETZKI: Schwarzhuber is
on the fucking prowl today.
OFFICER: You look like shit,
Baretzki.
ALARM SOUNDS
BARETZKI: What the fuck?
GUARD WHISTLES
SCHWARZHUBER: Fredrik!
Fredrik!
Find my son!
-SS GUARD: Come with me.
-SCHWARZHUBER: Fredrik!
You, come here now.
SS GUARD: Follow me.
SCHWARZHUBER: The crematoria!
Shut them down!
Everyone, go, go, go!
We need to hurry!
Come on. Tell everyone,
stop what they're doing.
Faster! Find my son!
The crematoria! Shut them down!
Lali.
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
What did you do?
Which of you bitches sits here?
She was going through my things.
You. Clear this up.
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
JAKUB [MUFFLED]: I'm sorry.
LALI GROANS
JAKUB: I'm so sorry.
LALI GROANS
Nothing should be broken.
I was careful.
Lie still a bit longer.
LALI BREATHES HEAVILY
What's going to happen to me?
I have to beat you
till you give me names.
But I will kill you
if you give me names.
I, I want as little innocent
blood on my hands as possible.
Do you understand
what I'm saying to you?
HEATHER: Two shakes.
Okay, one second.
Thank you.
Hi. So sorry, Lali. How are you?
I have not stopped.
Just checking
what time you will be coming.
I should get there
by 4:30 tomorrow.
Very good.
I will see you then.
-Okay, got it.
-LALI: Okay.
Thank you, I'll see you soon.
Bye.
LALI: Bye.
HEATHER: Yes, Lali.
One thing. I forgot.
It is the bins day.
Many people put them out early.
Perhaps they put them out on
their way to work, I don't know,
so come up Inkerman
all the way, yes?
Yes.
LALI: Then left
so you're on my side.
There'll be no bins
to bother you there.
-HEATHER: Okay.
-On that side. Yes?
I'm at work now, Lali.
See you then. Bye.
Bye.
WORKS SETS YOU FREE
PHONE RINGS
PHONE RINGS
SIGHS
-Hello.
-LALI: Are you at home?
No, I'm at the hospital.
LALI: Did you find your phone?
Yes, I do have it,
or I wouldn't be speaking to you
on it, would I?
LALI: So, I will stand
in the spot,
the spot out the front, okay?
Yes, I will see you tomorrow.
LALI: Tomorrow, it's Thursday.
Yes, Lali, it's tomorrow,
it's tomorrow.
LALI: So, goodnight Heather.
Alright, goodnight.
Goodnight, Lali.
MAN CHUCKLES
PRISONER: Get out of there.
Fucking thief!
PRISONER 2 GRUNTS AND SOBS
Rebbetzin?
Mrs. Hoffmanova?
Gisela?
MRS. HOFFMANOVA SIGHS
MRS. HOFFMANOVA SOBS
Where are we?
The smell
They took my shoes.
Take mine.
No, I couldn't.
Please.
It would be a mitzvah.
What happens here?
The rumors.
They're true, aren't they?
Papa, Mama, the girls?
Has there been any word?
Gita-le. I'm sorry.
No, th-they weren't taken.
They escaped.
They're in Turkey.
They had passports coming
from Weismeyer.
The passports never arrived.
You're wrong.
I'm sorry, my darling girl.
No, you're wrong.
SHE SOBS
MRS. HOFFMANOVA IN YIDDISH:
Oh, woe is me ♪
Lull-a-bye, my little bird ♪
Lull-a-bye, my child ♪
I have lost such a love ♪
Oh, woe is me ♪
Lull-a-bye ♪
Lali might come back.
MRS. HOFFMANOVA IN YIDDISH:
Lull-a-bye, my child ♪
I have lost such a love ♪
Oh, woe is me ♪
HANNA: I could never forget
what that tastes like.
IVANA: We always break the fast
with Cholla, butter
Gefilte fish.
My mother makes
the best gefilte fish.
HANNA: I once broke the fast
with five cheese blintzes.
Gita!
Use your bowl. Take mine.
The guards.
Gita.
Gita, please.
Gita.
SS GUARD: Keep walking.
SS GUARD: Move it!
PRISONER GRUNTS AND GROANS
PRISONER SOBS
Mrs. Hoffmanova! Get up.
Get up.
[IN YIDDISH] Be strong.
Be strong
and let us strengthen
one another.
Yeah.
My tattooist.
SS GUARD: This way!
He's in Block 11.
Save him, please.
SS GUARD: Keep walking.
GITA: Please.
You can ask Herr Schwarzhuber.
Please.
I love him.
-I love him.
-There is no love here.
Only hate and pain.
GITA PANTS
PRISONERS SCREAM
THREE GUNSHOTS
LALI SOBS
Rot in hell, Hitler.
GUNSHO
GUNSHO
LALI SOBS
HEATHER: Lali.
I think we should stop.
Gita.
Gita.
Gita. Gita.
Lali. Lali. Lali.
LALI BREATHING HEAVILY
JAKUB: You survived it, Lali.
PRISONERS CHATTERING
CHILDREN YELL
[SHOUTS] Out of bed,
you lazy bag of shite!
LALI GASPS
BARETZKI CHUCKLES
Still can't tell
when I'm joking.
No work for you today.
You are one lucky bastard.
You must have had
a guardian angel put in a word.
Or some friends in high places.
When I come back tonight,
we can discuss business.
I'm not sure
I can carry on with all of that.
Oh, you just watch
your step for a bit.
You got too cocky.
I'm always careful.
See?
I heard somebody say
you were a rat,
who got too big for his claws.
Who?
Just
Just, if we found out
who reported me,
I could avoid taking risks
when he's around.
You think it was me.
No. No, no.
-You think I would betray you?
-How can you even say that?
You don't trust me.
YOSKA GROANS
Swear on this worm's life
that you trust me.
I trust you.
YOSKA TRIES TO SCREAM
I
Baretzki, I swear on his life,
I trust you.
Please.
Baretzki. Please.
YOSKA SOBS
Now go back to bed.
No work for you today,
I told you.
Orders from above.
LALI GROANS
You think she wants
to see you like that?
SHE SIGHS
Heather?
SHE PANTS
Sorry.
I feel I, I can't breathe.
SHE PANTS
You can, or you wouldn't
be talking, right?
Sit. You're fine, I promise.
Just call
Can you just call me a cab?
Just call me a cab.
Ambulance is faster.
HEATHER: It was a panic attack.
I feel a bit silly.
The hours you're working,
all this time with Lali,
writing through the night
I'll be fine.
Have you heard
about transference?
Darling, I've been reading
this article--
I know what it is.
Second-hand stress
is making you ill.
Look
I can handle it.
None of the things
Lali went through,
none of it happened to me,
and to make it about me
would be a bloody insult.
DAVID: Okay.
Here you are.
Back at last.
I just needed
a little bit of time to myself.
I've never done
anything like this in my life.
And I was not prepared for
how overwhelmed I would be.
Listening to your memories.
Who wouldn't be?
At least
if they have one of these.
That's very generous of you.
But I didn't want you
to know I was struggling,
because your story
It's such an important story.
And I don't know
if I'm capable of writing it.
I'm actually terrified.
This is for you.
It's the first 150 pages.
You've really done it.
So
We keep going?
Yeah. Yes.
But I really want us to be
honest about how we're coping.
If I need to go away and write
for a week,
then that's what I do.
And you can only call me
once a day.
Okay.
I like the phone, but okay.
I know.
PRISONERS COUGHING AND SOBBING
GITA: Cilka?
Why did you help us?
What's it like?
To kiss someone you love?
I'm sorry.
I have a place.
Here.
It's where Cilka lives.
She reads books.
And she goes for long walks
in the woods,
behind her bubba's house.
And one day,
when it's safe,
I'll let her out again.
SHE SOBS
What happened to Cilka,
after the war?
What she lived through
The Russians took her
from the camp.
She was in a gulag.
A jail, for ten years,
in Siberia.
Why?
For collaborating.
It could have been me
taken there.
I worked for them too.
But I wasn't punished.
For what? Being brutalized?
When I think
of all the things I did,
in little pieces
But you turn the pieces
into a picture.
I see
a picture of a man
who was forced
to look at
a dark part of himself,
a part he didn't know existed.
A part that's in all of us.
SCHWARZHUBER: Come here!
THEY LAUGH
Mrs. Hoffmanova.
You start a new job tomorrow.
You'll be working indoors,
near me.
Get some sleep.
Gita, thank you.
MRS. HOFFMANOVA GROANS
MARTA: Fucking move.
Move it.
GITA SIGHS
I love you.
You don't know me.
I am Gita.
Furmanova.
[WHISPERS] Furmanova.
Last week, I'd lost everything.
You, my parents
Y-You don't know about
I found out they were taken.
My parents aren't young.
But then, I looked up.
And the sky was still there.
You've been right all along.
We must keep living,
and help others to.
Whatever it takes.
LALI GROANS
I'm alright.
I just took a little beating.
Show me.
HE GROANS
SHE SIGHS
GITA MOANS
WOMAN SINGING IN HUNGARIAN
If we ever get out of here,
where will you go?
Where will you go?
We should all find an island,
where nobody can throw us out.
A paradise island.
SINGING CONTINUES
I did find an island.
Just a little bigger
than I'd planned.
LALI LAUGHS
What about Nadya?
You know,
it doesn't matter your race,
or religion.
We all bleed the same
when we're shot.
TRUCKS DRIVING PAS
GUARDS SHOUTING
GUNSHO
WOMAN SCREAMS
CROWD SHOUTING
SS GUARD: Come on!
Come on, come on!
SHOUTING CONTINUES
SS GUARD: Come on,
you fucking prick.
SHOUTING CONTINUES
GIRL SCREAMS
SS GUARD: Come on!
Move!
GIRL SCREAMS
GIRL CRIES
BROAD LAUGHS
We are taking you
for ice cream.
-BOY: Father! Father!
-SS GUARD: Get that one!
PRISONER: Fucking scum!
Grab the little ones
and throw them on.
SS GUARD: Come on, children.
LALI: What's going on?
SS GUARD: Shut up!
Come on, come on, come on!
-What's going on?
-SS GUARD: Get off.
GUARD GRUNTS
GIRL SCREAMS
PRISONER: Put them back!
MAN: Fucking Nazi scum!
SHOUTING CONTINUES
SS GUARD: Get up there!
SS GUARD: Throw them on.
Nadya.
Where are they going?
Shut up or line up.
No, not the women and children.
Please, no.
Back off.
-Please, I'm begging you.
-BROAD: Back off, tattooist.
CHILDREN CRYING
PRISONERS COUGH
PLANE APPROACHES