text/[United States]S·Zailian
Translated/Xue Zhou
1. Black and white film The
wheels of the train roll on the railroad tracks and gradually slow down. The legs of the folding table crossed open. A door on the train was opened. The document held a folder with names written on it, and these names appeared overlappingly on the moving track.
Clerk (voice-over): Rosen... Lieberman... Wallsburg...
the faces of terrified country folks as they got off the passenger train. There are tables on the folding table. Hands holding pens, pencils, ink pads and stamps tightly.
Clerk (voice-over):...When you hear your name, go over there...Put this on that table...
The keyboard of the typewriter is struck, a person's name appears on the paper, and it appears on the screen immediately This person's face; another name is typed; another person's face appears.
Clerk (voice-over): ...you lined up the wrong line, waiting over there...you come here...
a man was taken away from a long line, and then asked to stand at the end of another line. Hold a rubber stamp in one hand and place it on a form. The camera stared at a face. Someone typed another name on the keyboard of the typewriter, and another face appeared; another name...
Clerk (voice-over):... Bieberman... Steinberg... Chilowitz...
a hand A mark was made on a registration card, that was a gray stripe; at this time, it was silent... Then there was music, a Hungarian love song: "Melancholy Sunday",... the gray stripe print The color gradually appeared, turning into a vivid yellow.
2. A room in the hotel-Krakow-Poland-the night
song was broadcast from a radio set on a rusty sink shelf.
The lights in the room are dim, and the furniture is cheap. The curtains have faded, the wallpaper has begun to fall off... But the suit on the single bed is very beautiful. A man was buttoning his shirt and tightening his belt. He put on a double-breasted jacket, tied a silk tie, folded a handkerchief and put it in his jacket pocket. All this is done very carefully and appropriately.
a table. On the table is a stack of banknotes, as well as cigarettes, drinks and a passport. The gentleman picked up an enamel badge with a golden swastika on a black background and pinned it to the gorgeous evening dress top.
He took a step back and looked at his image in the mirror. He was satisfied: Oscar Schindler-the salesman from Zwittau-wore elegant clothes and looked decent, even in this humble room.
3. Interior nightclub-Krakow-Poland-
A spotlight shines on the small stage of the crowded and smoky club at night . A showgirl is singing.
This is September 1939. The armored division of General Siegmund List, advancing from Sudeten, has already occupied Krakow. Now, drinking, socializing, and trading in this club are an unusual group of customers: SS officers and Polish police, gangsters, showgirls and entrepreneurs. They gathered together in a war environment.
Oscar Schindler was drinking alone, his gaze looked around, examining faces, and he didn't even look at the unimportant things. The details he pays attention to include: whether this person's military rank is higher than that person's military rank. Someone secretly stuffed money into the hands of an officer.
A waiter brought a drink and placed the cup in front of the SS officer who was collecting the money. A lieutenant sat at a table with his girlfriend and another officer of a lower rank.
Waiter: That gentleman asked me to bring it.
The waiter motioned to Schindler who was sitting at another table. He didn't seem to pay attention to the two SS officers, just drinking with the most beautiful girl here.
Lieutenant: Do you know him?
His subordinates said they didn't know each other. His girlfriend also said that he didn't know him.
Lieutenant: Try to figure out who he is.
The junior officer walked to Schindler's table. They shook hands and introduced each other, and the lieutenant who was observing couldn't believe that his people would gladly sit on the chairs at Schindler's table.
The lieutenant was waiting, but his subordinates did not return; he had forgotten his mission. Finally, the SS lieutenant was unhappy. He had to stand up and walk over.
Lieutenant (to his girlfriend): You stay here.
His girlfriend watched him walk towards Schindler's table. Before he came, Schindler had stood up, and blamed him for leaving his girlfriend at the table over there; he greeted her and asked her to come and sit with them. He motioned to the waiter to join several tables together.
The waiter brought a few plates of caviar and more drinks. The lieutenant pretended to get his wallet—
Lieutenant: Let me pay for these.
Schindler: No, put it away, put it away.
Schindler has taken out the money. As he paid, his eyes were still scanning around, and he noticed that a girl on a table declined two new senior SS officers.
A waiter spread the tablecloth on the assembled table. Schindler asked two SS officers to sit on either side of the girlfriend.
Schindler: What do you drink? Gin?
He motioned to the waiter to fill up the officers' wine glasses, then returned to the master's seat and scanned the surroundings again.
In this corner, bursts of laughter erupted from Schindler's table. No one is as happy as them. His guests have increased to 10, maybe 12—the SS, the Polish police, and the girls—he is like a generous host dealing with these guests, treating them with hospitality and making sure that everyone is Satiate and drink.
At another table, a SS officer motioned to a subordinate to come to him. He and another SS officer were rejected by the girl an hour ago. The subordinate walked over.
Officer A: Who is that?
Second officer (as if everyone knows that): That is Oscar Schindler. He is an old friend of ××...I don't know exactly.
A girl mounted a flashlight on a big camera. She held this huge camera and pressed it to her face to adjust the focus. The spotlight flashed and made a sound, and a black-and-white photo was taken: Oscar Schindler smiled gracefully, surrounded by his new friends.
4. Exterior Plaza-Krakow-
a work card with a black and white photo in the daytime , and a typewriter printed a person's name on it. One hand sticks a small strip on this dark blue work permit.
People waited in long lines. Near the parked truck, some people were also waiting. Someone was also waiting next to a nearby building. The clerical holding the folder in his hand, walking around the crowd, shouting the names of people-
clerical: Groder... Gemannarova... Liebskind...
5. Exterior apartment building-Krakow
-In the corridor during the day , Schindler's party emblem on the lapel of his jacket glowed brightly. He is standing in front of the door of a suite in this apartment-
Schindler: Stern?
At this moment, a door behind Schindler was gently closed. A radio that was ringing somewhere suddenly stopped ringing.
Schindler: Are you Isaac Stern?
Stern appeared at the door of his room. From the outside, he looked like a Jewish scholar. Facing Schindler wearing the Nazi party emblem, he nodded helplessly, as if the end had come.
Stern: It's me.
Schindler reached out his hand. Stern was puzzled and had to stretch out his hand. He noticed that the other party was holding his hand tightly.
6. Interior view of Stern’s suite-
Schindler walked into this simple apartment during the day , sat down on a chair, and poured a little brandy from a small bottle.
Schindler: You manage the accounts for a company on Lipova Street, right? What does that company produce? Is it something like pots and pans?
Stern stared at the small glass of brandy that Schindler handed him. He didn't know this person, and he didn't know what he was going to do.
Stern (pause): According to the law, I must tell you, sir, I am Jewish.
Schindler looked a little confused, then he shrugged, ignoring Stern's words.
Schindler: Well, you did a good job. What do you think of that company?
He kept holding the wine glass and wanted to pass it to the other party. Stern shook his head and said he would not drink.
Stern: Its business is pretty good.
Schindler nodded and took out a cigarette box.
Schindler: I don't know anything about enamel. Do you understand?
He handed Stern a cigarette. Stern refused again.
Stern: I'm just an accountant.
Schindler: It's just a simple process, don't you think it is? Replace the machines there, or install some other equipment, and then you can produce other things, can you say yes?
Schindler lowered his voice, as if someone was hiding somewhere to eavesdrop——
Schindler: battle supplies, canteen...
He waited for the answer from the other party, and misunderstood Stern’s silence, thinking that Stern Did not understand what I meant.
Schindler: Still need to sign a contract with the military.
However, Stern fully understood. He knows the business very well. Schindler smiled kindly-
Schindler: Once the war is over, all this is unnecessary, and now, it is a rare opportunity. You can make a fortune, are you right?
Stern (acrimoniously): I think most people are currently busy with other things.
Schindler thought for a while, what are people busy with? He can't think of it-
Schindler: What are you busy with? For example-
Stern couldn't help laughing. The attitude of the other party is so straightforward. Therefore, compared with myself, especially with the complicated mood of a Jew in Krakow occupied in 1939, their situation is very different. He was really confused and didn't know what to do. Stern wanted to end this conversation.
Stern: As long as there is a contract, I am sure you will do well. In fact, the worse the situation, the better you will do. Nice to meet you.
Schindler: The contract, it's easy to do. The difficulty is to get the funds to buy that company.
He laughed loudly. But then, as if he suddenly laughed, he became very serious again, not like joking at all-
Schindler: Do you know some people?
Stern stared at him curiously, looking at Schindler who was sitting there, and he took another sip of brandy, looking calm.
Schindler: Jewish, yes. investor.
Stern (pause): Jews can no longer own properties, sir, that's why this company is going to sell.
Schindler: Well, they can't own it. I'll be its boss; I can use the product to pay off the debt when I bought the company. They can sell the products on the black market, and they can sell them in any way, so everyone will be happy.
He shrugged; it was fair to him. But Stern didn't think so-
Stern: Just sell those porcelain pots and pans?
Schindler (nodding): They can handle it.
Stern looked at Schindler: This man is just a salesman full of business, but he is more elaborate than others.
Stern: I don't know anyone who is interested in this kind of business.
Schindler (nodding slowly while speaking): They should be interested (silence for a while).
7. Location Krakow-
A mason puts plaster on a brick at night . He laid the bricks and scraped off the excess plaster. At this time, the picture was colorless. Under the light, a group of masons was building a 10-foot-high wall, blocking an otherwise unblocked street.
8. Exterior street-Krakow-During the day,
a young man walked out of an alley and put the Jewish armband into his pocket. He crossed the street, passing by German soldiers and trucks, and up the steps of St. Mary's Church.
9. Interior view of St. Mary's Church—The
church is dark and unfathomable during the day . A priest is doing Mass, and the believers are sitting in various corners. Rows of seats are mostly empty.
That young man who walked in from the street-Poldek? Farfberg knelt down, drew a cross on his chest, and sneaked close to another young man, Goldberg. Goldberg was looking at the notes scribbled on a small pad, which was placed in the mass book. Farfberg took a box of shoe polish from his pocket and showed it to him.
Goldberg (whispering, impatiently): What is this?
Fafberg: Don't you recognize it? Maybe it's because I don't want this thing at all.
Goldberg (in a low voice): What you want is shoe polish.
Favberg (whispering): One of my buyers sold it to someone else, and that person sold it to the army. But because of the cold, the goods were all frozen when they arrived-a whole truck!
Goldberg (pause, whisper): According to you, I still have to be responsible for the weather?
Favreberg (in a low voice): I want metal, and you gave me glass.
Goldberg (whispering): It's not my fault.
Favenberg (whispering): Go check it!
Goldberg ignored it; he put the small pad in his pocket and followed the priest's prayer and chanting, ignoring Fafberg.
Fafberg: Isn't it your fault? All buyers want to know from whom I bought the goods. Then, I have to tell them.
Goldberg was now facing Farfberg. Feeling the seriousness of the matter, he took out the small pad and took some notes.
Goldberg: Metal.
He quickly closed the pad again and put it in his pocket. He stood up, painted a cross, turned and left.
10. Interior View Hotel—
In the deserted lobby of a business hotel during the daytime , Farfberg was talking with another black market agent, the waiter at the information desk, in front of the information desk. They all wear Jewish armbands. Farfberg wrote a few words in his notebook--
Fafberg (pointing to the number in the book): Let's check: this is what you gave me. I have to pay some people the money. This is my commission. This is the amount I reimbursed you with an occupying army ticket.
The waiter is very satisfied with these figures. When he was about to take out some Polish currency that had been declared "illegal" to Fafberg from the envelope, Schindler walked into the hotel from the street. The waiter collected the money immediately. He gave Schindler the key to his room, hoping that he would go back to the room so that he could continue to complete the deal with Farfberg... But Schindler did not leave; he just stared at Freberg’s shirt. Look at the cuffs, look at the collar.
Schindler: This is a beautiful shirt.
Farfberg nodded, thanking him, and he also hoped that Schindler would walk away quickly; however, he was not leaving yet. He didn't seem to hear a dull gunshot from across the street either.
Schindler: Do you know where you can find such a shirt?
Fafferberg understood that he should say "no" in order to end this conversation-it would be unwise to do business with Germans. Because they can just find an excuse to catch you. However, he doesn't see any conspiracy and tricks in it at this moment—
Fafeberg: A shirt like this?
Schindler (nodding): There is nothing in the shop.
The waiter glanced at Favreberg and motioned to him not to make the deal with the person he had just met. Farfberg ignored him.
Farfberg: Do you know how much this shirt is worth?
Schindler: Of course good things are valuable.
The waiter glanced at Farfberg again, implying that this was not appropriate.
Farfberg: How many pieces do you want?
Schindler: I don't have an exact quantity, 10 pieces or a dozen. The color of this piece is good. Dark blue or gray ones are also available.
Schindler took out a stack of banknotes, started counting money, and waited for Favreberg to nod his head-indicating that there was enough money. Knowing that he was "ripped off", he continued to count the bills; however, Farfberg kept raising the price blindly. Schindler glanced at him, trying to let the other party know that he was blackmailing a real blackmailer. However, this time, the real blackmailer didn't care about him. Schindler paid the money, and Farfberg handed over his pad.
Farfberg: Write down your size.
As he was writing, Fafferberg glanced at the waiter and shrugged.
Schindler (speaking while writing): I need something else. It depends on the situation.
11. The exterior garden—Schona’s residence—Krakow—During the day,
Commander Schena danced with his daughter in a wedding dress to the music played by the small string quartet. At the same time, the guests drank and ate at the table on the lawn with sumptuous food.
Surda: The SS does not have its own train. Someone has to pay for it, whether it is a passenger car or a truck loaded with livestock-you have to check it out on this point. You have to set aside one afternoon and go to the station to take a look.
Sulda was sitting at a table with a group of SS. Schindler, in a beautiful blue shirt and suit, also mixed in, but he seemed a little absent-minded; his attention and emotions were focused on the blonde girl Ingrid sitting beside him.
Surda: You have to pay for tickets for thousands of people. Since it was a train contracted by the SS, logically, they should pay. However, this is a lot of money. (Pause) Those Jews, it is they who want to ride, and they should pay for it. Therefore, you have to make those Jews pay their own fares, and let them go to places where God does not even know about them in boxcars containing livestock. The SS collected enough fares and then gave part of it to the railway authorities; the remaining money can be put into their own pockets.
He shrugged. That's it. What a great idea. He raised his head and saw something striking across the yard—a little horseman led two saddle horses to the garden.
Schindler (to Ingrid): I'm sorry.
Schindler stood up. Chena, his wife, daughter, and son-in-law all looked at the two horses in surprise. These two horses are awesome.
Schindler came over, took the reins from the little groom, and handed one of the reins to the bride and the other to the groom.
Schindler: There is nothing more sacred than marriage. The day when a person gets married is the happiest day. I wish you happiness.
Schenna called a photographer. He set up the camera, and everyone stood in front of the camera. Schiner must have Schindler stand with the bride and groom who have just received the precious gift. Everyone smiled. The spotlight flashed. Captured this happy moment.
12. Interior view of shop floor-Krakow-In the daytime,
on the side of the street near the shop, there are several tables on which bread and snacks are placed. At a table sat the owner of the shop and another well-dressed man in his 70s. His name was Max Redrich.
Boss: When I went to the bank, they told me that the deposit on my account was already under escrow. What does it mean to be "custodial"? What are they talking about? Who is in charge? It's a German. I looked around and realized that everyone was arguing and they couldn't withdraw money.
Max Redrich: Is this true?
Boss: I can take you to see it.
Max looked at the boss with a trace of sympathy passing through his heart. He had never heard of such a thing. This is really a terrible thing. But-
Max Redrich: That means that the Nazis took your money, and because they treated you like this, you want me not to take your money. What do you mean?
The boss just stared at Redlich blankly.
Max Leydrich: Does that mean?
The boss did not answer. He watched Max stand up and walk to the gate, where he said something to the two men under him, and then left. The two men came in and began to take away the more valuable things-a cash register, a chair, and bread.
13. Exterior view on the streets of Krakow-daytime
Max strolled on the sidewalk, browsing the shop windows. People walking in and out nodded and greeted him. They looked down on him, but were afraid of him. As he walked past a synagogue, several people in long coats crossed the street. These people were the backbone of the six brutal stormtroopers sent by the Nazis to perform special missions in Krakow.
14. Interior view Stara Boznica Synagogue-on the same day-
traditional Jews are doing Sabbath prayers during the day . Suddenly there was a commotion behind the hall, and the prayers of the believers stopped. Several Protestants in the street were driven in by stormtroopers. Among them is Max Leydrich.
The Jews were ordered to stand in two rows under the arch: one row was traditional Jews, and the other row was New Jews. One stormtrooper opened the Jewish scripture written on sheepskin, and another calmly spoke to these people-
stormtrooper: I want you to spit on it. I want you to go over, spit on it and stand there.
Everyone stood still at first. At this time, some liberals came on the street, and they seemed to hint with their eyes: "Let's do it, it's nothing to do such a thing, we are all people here." The people in the team silently waited for instructions from the elders of the church. Finally—they lined up one by one, spitting on the scriptures. In the end there were only two people left—the elder and Max Leydrich, who hesitated. They looked at each other for a while, and the elder finally followed suit; and Max Redrich refused to do it after a long period of silence.
Max Leydrich: I haven't been in a church for 50 years. (To the elders) No one has ever invited me.
The stormtrooper glanced at Max, then turned to look at the elder, but he laughed himself. It’s surprising how things are going-
Max Leydrich (to the elders): Don’t you disapprove of my way of making a living? I am a bad person, I have done a lot of bad things, right? (Shrugging, affirmative) I did do some bad things...but I won't do such things.
There was silence. The stormtrooper turned around and looked at everyone with interest.
Stormtrooper: What does this show? Only one of you has the guts to say "no", right? Is there only one person? Besides, he doesn't believe in religion at all, right? (Of course, no one answered) I came in and I want you to do something that no one should want you to do. You did it, right? (Pause) So, what else do you not do? (No one answered. He turns to Max) You, sir, I respect you.
He took out a revolver and shot the old man in the head. Max fell to the ground and died.
Stormtrooper: The rest (he waved to his teammate)...
People were despised by him. He turned and left. The other stormtroopers raised their rifles and revolvers and fired at the people together.
15. Location Krakow-
black and white film during the day . There was a dead silence on the screen. A box was thrown from the arc-shaped window on the second floor and landed slowly in the air. It fell on the sidewalk, the box opened, and the contents were spilled all over—with a “bang”—the film was back in color—
thousands of families were driven away, and they walked through Kazimierz with a trolley. In the street, dragging mattresses across the Podgorts Bridge, some people are still carrying water bottles and leather jackets. There were so many children in the crowd, they were forced to leave their homes and move into Jewish quarters.
Crowds of Poles stand on the sidewalk, layered on top of each other in horizontal rows, as if watching a parade. Some people waved their hands, and some were more sober-as if they had a premonition that it was their turn next time.
Polish girl: Goodbye, Jew.
16. Exterior view of the Jewish quarter-the
small folding table was dragged out again during the day . After repositioning, the clerks were sitting at the table.
Among all the Jews who suffered, Goldberg managed to achieve a position of superiority and authority. He held the folder-which was more frightening than a gun-to assist the secret police and the Gestaborgs in their screening tasks, deciding who could pass through the gates of the Jewish quarter and who would detour towards the train station.
Farfberg: What is this?
Farfberg and his wife Milla lined up in front of the team, which was too long to see. Farfberg gently pointed Goldberg's armband with a look of contempt.
Goldberg: Ghetto police. I am now a police officer. Can you believe it?
Favreberg: Yes, I can.
They looked at each other for a long time before Farfberg and his wife walked past Goldberg and entered the Jewish quarter.
17. Interior view of the apartment in the Jewish ghetto-Ye,
a traditional Jew and a liberal Jew were frustrated that they lived so close; they also shared the bathroom downstairs.
18. Apartment in the ghetto—
religious ceremonial songs sung by the choir leader came from the apartment next door at night . The few non-traditional Jewish businessmen sitting in the apartment here seem to be unable to tolerate such religious songs. Stern and Schindler are also in this apartment.
Schindler: For every one thousand yuan you invest, you can take away 500 kilograms of finished products from your warehouse every month-starting in July for a period of one year. After that, we will owe no one to anyone. (Shrugs his shoulders) That's it.
He asked the Jews to think about it. He poured a small glass of brandy from his bottle and handed it to Stern. It was Stern who brought these people, and he was sitting next to Schindler. The accountant declined to drink.
Investor A: This is not good enough.
Schindler: Not good enough? Take a look, where do you live now, what's your situation, still not good enough? (He almost cried aloud at such a filthy residence.) A few months ago, you could still say the same. Not anymore.
Investor A: Money is still money.
Schindler: No, not so. This is why we are here.
Schindler lit a cigar and waited for their answer. No one answered. There is only silence. This makes him unhappy.
Schindler: Can this be called a meeting? You said to Stern, "Talk to him." I am coming. Now you are asking for negotiation? This suggestion is withdrawn.
He closed the cap of the wine bottle, put it in his pocket, and reached for his coat.
Investor B: How can we believe that you will fulfill your promise?
Schindler: Because I said, I will do it. What do you want? Do you want a contract? Where can I go for notarization? (Puts on the coat) I will fulfill what I said, this is the contract.
Investors looked at him carefully. This is a bad German. Whether he is an honest person or not is hard to tell. They turned their gazes to Stern, which didn't help either. Stern didn't know either.
There was silence in the room, only the sound of religious singing from next door echoed. An investor finally nodded. Then the other nodded, and then another...
19.Interior view of the factory building—
a red power button was pressed during the day , and a huge metal forging machine started. The motor turned, and the rumbling sound became louder and louder.
20. Interior view of the office upstairs — the same day —
Schindler stood behind a row of windows during the day , watching a technician downstairs who was repairing a machine tool.
Stern: The price charged by the SS for skilled Jewish workers is 7 marks a day, and for unskilled workers and women it is 5 marks. You have to pay this money to the Economic Office, and the workers themselves cannot get a penny. You have to pay wages to Poles. Usually, their wages are higher. Are you listening?
Schindler turned his eyes from the glass window to the new accountant he hired.
Schindler: What did the SS say? How much pay?
Stern: You have to pay the Jewish wages directly to the stormtroopers, not to the workers. Workers can't get anything.
Schindler: But the wages for Jews are much less. Less than what I paid the Poles. This is what I want to figure out. Poles have higher salaries.
Stern hesitated, then nodded. The expression on Schindler's face was saying, "What's so debating about this? Any idiot knows the answer."
Schindler: Why should I hire Poles?
21. Interior factory buildings-daytime
Another machine started to turn, and the rumbling became louder and louder-
22. Outside Peace Square, Jewish Quarter-
a dark brown photo was posted on a yellow ID card during the day . A German document affixed a small label on it, which was the sacred blue certificate, proving that the person was a worker doing important work. At the rest of the table, other clerks quickly made arbitrary judgments against hundreds of Jewish residents in a long line.
Teacher: I am a teacher.
The person tried to pass the ID card and other supporting documents to the German paperwork.
Clerk: That's not important work, stand there.
Over there, people who are not engaged in "important work" are all caught up in trucks, and they don't know where these cars are going. The teacher lined up again because he didn't want to be sent away by the truck.
23. Exterior view of Heping Square—later—
the instructor was at the front of the line during the day , but this time Stern was standing beside him.
Teacher: I am a metal polisher.
He handed a piece of paper. The clerk looked at it and was satisfied, applied some glue on the back of a small blue strip and pasted it on the person's work permit.
Document: Very good.
The world is crazy!
24. Interior factory building-
another machine started to rotate during the day , this is a lathe. A technician was talking to the teacher and several other Jews recruited by Stern. The machine was spinning, and the sound became louder and louder.
25. Interior Apartment-
Schindler paced back and forth in a large empty apartment during the day . With plenty of light, this is a modern house with floor-to-ceiling glass windows; there is also a garden outside the windows.
26. Interior view apartment-a
luxurious dinner party is being held in the night apartment. Many SS soldiers in uniform indulge in drinking and entertainment here. Schindler drank with Commander Schena, and from time to time he scanned a particularly beautiful Polish girl across from him. She is with someone in military uniform.
Chenna: I won't ask you for money, you know that. I don't even want to mention money or benefits. I think this is very embarrassing and makes me feel very uncomfortable-
Schindler: No, look. That is other people's money. It was they who messed things up.
Schena: Who is it?
Schindler: No matter who it is. They want me to show it for them.
Schiner already knew what Schindler meant. But to be cautious, he still looked like he didn't understand.
Schindler: But, I have to leave it to you, can you say okay? Can you give it to them? I will be very grateful to you.
Scherner nodded. Yes, they have already understood each other.
Scherner: That's great.
Schindler: Okay, it's done. Let's stop here. Now let's enjoy it!
27. Interior view of the SS Office-
Shihner signed several contracts for military supplies on the table during the day . These contracts have the word "DEF" on them.
28. Exterior Factory-
People use cranes to hang two huge banners on the building during the day . Schindler looked up. There is also the word "DEF" on the banner.
29. Interior factory office-
Kronovska, a beautiful Polish girl who was watched by Schindler at the dinner party during the day, sits on the typing table next to Stern's desk. And Schindler's office is in the suite inside. The girl is learning to type.
30. Inside the factory building—
a huge boiler during the day , and the flames in the furnace jumped straight up. The pointer on the heat meter is moving slowly.
31. Exterior Krakow—The
garage door was opened during the day , and there was a black Mercedes-Benz sedan in the garage. Schindler passed by Farfberg; he circled the car body while carefully stroking the shiny body.
32. Interior factory-
new machines are running continuously during the day, one after another.
33. Exterior view of Heping Square—
Stern is leading a woman in the screening line during the day. The paperwork put the extremely important blue label on the woman's work card.
34. Working day in the interior factory—In the daytime,
three hundred Jewish men and women work on long workbenches, beside presses, lathes, and iron furnaces. They make military outdoor cooking utensils and tableware. Few of these workers looked up at Schindler because he was wearing the golden Nazi party emblem. Now he is patrolling the factory. His factory has been fully started.
He climbed the stairs and walked into the office. Several secretaries are dealing with orders for military supplies. He motioned for Stern to come to his office. Stern's desk was full of account books.
35. Interior view of Schindler's office-then the foreground-
the accountant followed Schindler into the office during the day .
Schindler: Sit down.
Schindler walked to a glass wall in his office, from which he could overlook the various activities in the workshop below. Now, his favorite place is here. He poured two more glasses of wine from the bottle, turned around, and handed one to Stern. Stern declined as usual. Schindler sighed softly.
Schindler: Well, come on.
He came over, stuffed the wine glass into Stern's hand, returned to his table, and sat down.
Schindler: My father likes to say that a person needs three people in his life. A good doctor, a priest who confessed to you, and a smart accountant. The first two kinds of people...
he shrugged, indicating that these two kinds of people are insignificant and have never been of much use to him. However, the third person-he raised his cup to pay tribute to the accountant. Stern still held the glass in his hand.
Schindler (very unpleasant): From the face of God, it's okay to pretend...
Stern slowly raised his glass.
Schindler: Thank you.
Schindler finished drinking. Stern didn't drink it.
36. Schindler's apartment with interior view-morning
Kronovska wore a man's silk nightgown and hurried to the front door after a pile of scattered cups and plates. The door opened, and a very dignified and elegant lady stood outside.
Kronovska: Who are you looking for?
Both sides will watch each other heartily and quietly. Finally Kronovska's face became a little unnatural.
Schindler (voice-over): Who is it?
37. Interior view of Schindler's apartment-
Schindler puts a cup of coffee in front of his wife in the morning . From a door behind him, Kronovska could be seen hurriedly packing her belongings.
Schindler: She was embarrassed-look at her-
Emily gave him a stern look, then she turned to the bedroom, just when the girl raised her head and looked out; both sides were a little embarrassed.
Schindler: I think you will like her.
Emily: Oscar, please-
Schindler: What?
Emily: I don't like her just because you like her. This is impossible.
Schindler: You will. This is what I want to say.
His expression is completely innocent. She loves him precisely for this. Now, maybe because of this, she can't kill him. Kronovska walked out of the bedroom, as if completely regained self-confidence.
Kronovska: Goodbye. Nice to meet you.
She shook Emily's soft and feeble hand. Schindler escorted her to the door; after sending the girl away, he returned to the table and smiled to himself. Emily looked around.
Emily: You did a good job here.
He nodded, quite proud. He looked at her.
Schindler: You look good too.
38. Interior view of Schindler's apartment building-at night
they were wearing evening gowns, and when they came out of the building, they both looked very proud. The weather is a bit humid and the underground is slippery. The janitor gave Emily a hand-
janitor: please watch out for slippery roads-
Schindler:-Mrs. Schindler.
The janitor glanced at Schindler and seemed to be asking, "Is this true?" Schindler opened the door of the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz for his wife, and the janitor helped her get into the car.
39. Interior restaurant-
There is a sign saying "Jews and dogs are not allowed" in front of this luxurious restaurant. The restaurant owner warmly welcomed Schindler's arrival. He shook hands with Schindler and nodded to the female companion he had brought-
Schindler: Mrs. Schindler.
The boss tried to hide his surprised look, but he still showed uncontrollable curiosity.
40. Interior restaurant—continued from the previous scene—
at least 4 waiters were surrounding the Schindler couple at night : some people serve wine, some bring snacks, some people light cigarettes for Schindler, and some people clean up the food on the table at any time Crumbs...
Emily: Isn't all of this acting?
Schindler: A scene? How could it be acting?
Although she is not sure, she understands Schindler completely. All this shows that his career is very successful, and it is really different from what it used to be. Schindler told her the secret of success-
Schindler: In the past, I have been unable to find it, always feel that the conditions are not complete enough. The reason why my past business failed was not because of poor management, but because of lack of a condition. I just understand this now. Of course, even if I knew this in the past, there was nothing I could do; because you could not create such conditions. It will change everything in the world and turn you from defeat into victory—
he paused for a while and wanted her to guess what this condition was. His eyes seemed to say: "This is too simple, how can you not guess it?"
Emily:-Good luck?
Schindler: War.
41. Interior nightclub-
a small band on the night music scene is playing the song "Melancholy Sunday". Schindler and Emily are dancing. He hugged her—he could feel the joy in her.
Schindler: How is it?
Emily: I feel like we are an old-fashioned couple. I feel very happy.
He laughed. He glanced around and found a German girl dancing with the same man. His eyes met her.
42. Interior view of Schindler's apartment—continued with a scene—Ye
Schindler and Emily lie reclining on the bed, with champagne bottles on the bedside coffee table. After a long silence-
Emily: Do you want me to stay?
Schindler (pause): This is a beautiful city.
This was not the answer she wanted, and of course he knew it.
Emily: Do you want me to stay?
Schindler (pause): You decide for yourself.
This is not the answer she wants.
Emily: No, I want you to decide.
Schindler stared at the light outside the window. These lights looked like glittering jewels.
Emily: Promise me that there will never be a janitor or restaurant owner who thinks I am not Mrs. Schindler... Then I will stay.
He did not speak.
43. Location train station-
Emily waved to him from the window of the first-class carriage during the day to say goodbye. On the platform, he also waved to her. When the train drove away, he also left, so another set of platforms could be seen. Those soldiers and clerks are watching hundreds of Jews board another train-the picture turns black and white.
Document: Your luggage will be shipped with you. As long as the label on the luggage is clearly written, it will do. All luggage is left on the platform.
44. Location DEF's cargo yard-during the daytime
workers load boxes of enamelware on the truck-the picture returns to color-Stern and Schindler, and the loading and unloading foreman are discussing an invoice.
Foreman: The previous situation was normal. This time, when I was weighing the truck, I found it was overweight. I pointed this out and asked to check it. But they told me that Mr. Schindler had a new arrangement—(to Schindler) Do you know this? Do you think there is no problem?
Schindler: Do I think there is no problem?
On the face of it, Schindler remained calm; in fact, his face had turned pale. Obviously, he didn't think there was no problem.
Stern: What is the weight of the truck?
Foreman: It's not overweight, either; however, it was not caused by a little mistake-200 kilograms were added.
Stern and Schindler exchanged glances. Then-
Schindler (thinking about it): Are you sure?
The foreman nodded.
45. Interior view of a shop in the Jewish quarter—
Fafeberg and Schindler rushed in through the front door during the day, and a woman sitting at the table looked at in surprise.
Lady at the table: What can I help you with?
They didn't say a word, and walked past her into the room. They walked past long rows of shelves, filled with enamelware and other goods.
A man looked up and saw them come in. He is one of Schindler's investors, and he once said that he did not believe what the Germans said. The man's teenage son hurried to his father for protection, but Fafberg grabbed him and pinched his neck tightly with his hands.
No one said anything, and then -
Schindler (calmly): If you or your agent come to my factory again, I will ask someone to take you away.
Investor: This is a mistake.
Schindler: Did you make a mistake? What is wrong? How do you know what I am going to say?
Investor: Well, this is a mistake, but only this time.
Schindler: We have an agreement. You broke the agreement. As long as a phone call, your whole family has to die.
He turned around and walked out. Fafberg let go, let the man's son go away, and he followed him out. The son helped his father to get up from the floor. He panted and yelled loudly.
Investor: Let me give you money!
However, Schindler and Favreberg left long ago, passed the front shop, and walked out the front door.
46. Outside the shop-later-on the
street during the day . Farfberg was shocked by what he saw and heard. Schindler helped him tidy up his clothes.
Schindler: How are you, are you okay?
Favreberg: Yes.
Schindler: What happened? How is everything at home? Is Mira okay?
Farfberg (nodding): She's fine.
However, Schindler could not guess what happened. He patted Farfberg on the shoulder and left with him.
Schindler: That's good.
47. Factory building-During the day,
most workers dine on long tables, while the rest squat on the ground to eat lunch with soup and bread.
48. Interior view Schindler's office—the day—the
gorgeously decorated room during the day . There are meat and vegetables on the table, and wine in the glass. No one has touched these things. Schindler looked at the report that Stern had drafted for him-
Schindler: Should I read this report first, or eat lunch while it's hot? Did we do a good job?
Stern: Yes.
Schindler: This month is better than last month?
Stern: Yes.
Schindler: Is there any reason for worsening next month's results?
Stern: The war may end.
The war will never end. Schindler was satisfied, returned the report to his accountant, and started eating. Stern knew that he could go, but he seemed to have something to say, but he didn't know how to speak.
Schindler (somewhat impatient): What's the matter?
Stern (pause): There is a mechanic outside. He wants to thank you in person for giving him a job.
Schindler made a strange look in front of the accountant.
Stern: He makes this request every day. This takes less than a minute. He is very grateful to you.
Schindler said in silence: Is this really necessary?
Stern deliberately understood this expression as he agreed. He walked to the door and held out his head—
Stern: Lowenstein?
An old man with only one arm walked in. Schindler looked at the ceiling. However, he caught a glimpse of the scar on his face, and when he spoke, only half of his face and mouth were moving; the other half's muscles were paralyzed.
Lowenstein: I want to thank you, sir, because you gave me the opportunity to work.
Schindler: Welcome. I believe that your work is excellent.
Schindler shook hands with him courteously, glanced at Stern, and signaled to him: Okay, that's enough, let him go out.
Lowenstein: The SS beat me. They would have killed me, but I was responsible for the "important" work for the war. Thank you.
Schindler: That's good.
Lowenstein: I will work hard for you, and I will always serve you.
Schindler: That's great, thank you.
Lowenstein: God bless you, sir.
Schindler: Okay, that's it.
Lowenstein: You are such a good person.
Schindler felt bored, and motioned Stern with his eyes to get the guy out. Stern took the man's arm—
Stern: Alright, Mr. Lowenstein.
Lowenstein: He saved my life.
Stern: Yes, he saved you.
Lowenstein: God bless him.
Stern: Yes.
They went out. Schindler sat down and began to eat lunch.
49. Location factory—
Stern and Schindler walked out of the back door of the factory during the day . The Mercedes Benz parked there. The driver opened the door of the back seat and Schindler was about to get into the car-
Schindler: Don't let me encounter this kind of thing again.
Stern: What's the matter?
Stern certainly understood what he meant. Schindler also knew that Stern understood.
Schindler: Close the door (the driver closes the door).
50. Location ghetto-
there is snow on the ground during the day , and it is still snowing. A hundred Schindler's workers were escorted by armed guards through the gates of the residential area as usual. When turning to Zabaloc Street, they were blocked by a small SS. Several trucks parked beside the SS.
51. Location Zabaloc Street—The
Jews were shoveling snow during the day . Schindler's workers also lined up to shovel snow from the street. A guard was talking with a SS officer—suddenly there was a gunshot and the conversation stopped—the face of the man with only one arm appeared on the screen, and he was dead.
52. Interior Office, SS Headquarters-Shih
Herman Toffer, he is one of Schindler's relationship with the SS, and he has a good relationship. He sits at the table.
Toffer: It doesn't really matter, Oscar, I understand, and you understand. For them, this is a matter of national interest. Letting the Jews shovel snow is symbolic to them.
Schindler: I lost a working day, I also lost a worker, I hope to be compensated.
Toffer: You can file a complaint with the Economics Office. That is your right.
Schindler: Will that have good results?
Toffer: No.
Schindler knew that it was not Topher's fault, but the whole incident made him very angry. He shook his head in disgust.
Topher: I think you have to be more patient. There will be a lot of snow shoveling and other incidents.
Schindler stood up, shook hands with Toffer, and turned to leave.
Toffer: A mechanic with only one arm, isn't it, Oscar?
Schindler (turned back): He is a skilled worker operating a metal forging press. He is quite skilled.
Toffer nodded and smiled.
53. Exterior Plaza-Daytime
Stern and Schindler walked slowly on a wasteland. This wasteland lies between the DEF enamel factory and two other factories-the radiator factory and the box factory.
Stern has been talking, his expression is the same as usual, calm and confident. However, Schindler glanced at his own factory, turned to the other two factories, and nodded.
54. Interior view of Schindler's office—
the party emblem worn by these two German businessmen during the day is far less dazzling than the one worn by Schindler. He sat at the table, sipping brandy. On the wall behind him hung a huge portrait of Hitler.
Schindler: Unlike your radiator-and your box-my product is not on the open market. This company has only one customer, and that is the German army. Recently, in order to meet the needs of my customers, my factory has encountered difficulties. Hope the problem can be solved with your help. The problem is simple, that is the lack of venues.
Stern kept a low profile and handed a set of documents to the two gentlemen.
Schindler: I hope you will consider a proposal. I think you will find this proposal to be fair. I hope you will think about it and let me know as soon as possible-
Kuhn Pastor: I'm sorry-do you think this is appropriate?
The man glanced at Stern, then at Schindler, his eyes said: "This is wrong. How can we let a Jew be present when we are discussing business?" Schindler understood what he meant, but He ignored it. Kuhn Pastor had to sigh slightly.
Kuhn Pastor: I sympathize with your question. If there is vacant land, I will lease it to you. However, I did not. very sorry.
Horn: It's the same with me, sorry.
Schindler: I want to rent your equipment, I plan to buy it. I want to buy it at a fair market price. If you want, you can stay and serve as supervisors. (Pause) I pay my salary.
Shockingly long silence. The two Germans couldn't believe their ears. After the initial shock passed, Kuhnpast had to laugh.
Kuhnpast: You must be kidding!
No one is joking.
Kuhnpast (pause): Thank you for your wine.
He put down the cup and stood up. Horn also stood up. They returned the documents to Stern, turned and left. Before they walked out the door, Schindler asked Stern-Schindler loudly
: You want to be fair to others, but they walked away. I can't figure it out. What should I do next?
Stern: A gift for Christmas.
Schindler: Yeah! Yes.
The two businessmen slowed down, but did not look back.
55. In the morning,
Schoene 's residence-Krakow- Fafberg wiped off the stains on the machine cover of a convertible car, showing the sign of "BMW". Chena and his wife walked out of the house, both in their dressing gowns. Scherner whispered to himself- Scherner
: Oscar...
56. The exterior radiator factory-a branch of the DEF factory-during the day the
technicians were debugging the installed forging press. The rest are testing the new boiler. Kuhnpast was forced to move from the original factory.
58. Interior view of the employment office in the Jewish quarter-
crowded indoors during the day . Stern passed through the crowded line and stopped to talk to the elderly couple.
59. Heping Square-
One hand sticks a blue label on a work permit during the day . I posted another one, and then another...
60. Interior view The front door of the DEF factory—the office—
a pack of Christmas gifts during the day , beautifully decorated. Kronoska sat at her typing table, eyes closed.
Schindler: Alright.
She opened her eyes and smiled. Schindler was holding a little poodle in both hands. She came over and kissed him. He put the dog on the table. Stern witnessed all this at the other end of the room, his face was expressionless.
Gestapo (voice-over): Is it Oscar Schindler?
Schindler, Stern, and Kronovska all turned to the speaker. Two secret police broke in without notice.
Gestapo: We are ordered to take away your company's operating accounts; this is an arrest warrant to take you away.
Schindler looked at them in surprise, unable to believe his ears. Stern quietly stuffed an account book into the drawer.
Schindler: Can I tell my secretary to cancel today's appointment?
Without waiting for their approval, he quickly wrote several names on a piece of paper—Tover, Sulda, Liddell, and Schena; he also drew a line under Schena’s name. He glanced at Kronovska. She knows her heart.
61. Interior view of the SS Command Office, Krakow—During the day,
a middle-level secret police officer without a sense of humor sits behind a table full of DEF company account books and cash transactions.
Secret Police Officer: You have a good life.
He shook his head stiffly at the cigarette Schindler handed over, and when Schindler retracted the cigarette, he let it rub against his gold watch a few times.
Secret Police Officer: This kind of life depends entirely on legal income. Can I believe it?
Schindler lit his cigarette and took a sip, ignoring him at all.
Secret Police Officer: As a supplier of the SS, you have the responsibility and obligation to boycott black market transactions. You are in the cause of supporting the war, and you shouldn't get your own pockets-
Schindler (insert): Do you know? When my friends ask, I hope I can tell them that you treat me with respect and politeness.
His calm attitude, rather than the content of his speech, caused the bureaucrat to change the tone of his speech. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then there was a long silence.
62. The passage of the SS headquarters in the interior-
the two secret police who arrested Schindler during the day led him into a long passage. They reached the door of a room, they let him in, and then closed the door.
63. Interior view of the SS cell-evening
Schindler knocked on the cell door inside. An SS opened the door. The "prisoner" took out a few from the thick stack of banknotes.
Schindler: Can you buy me a bottle of vodka? Be good.
He gave the young SS money five times more than the market price.
Armed guard: Okay, sir (turns and leaves).
Schindler: Wait a minute. (Takes out a few more bills) Pajamas.
64. SS cell-in the morning
in pajamas, sitting on the edge of the bed, Schindler was eating breakfast with herring and eggs, cheese, bread rolls and coffee. Someone sent him a newspaper. At this time, someone knocked on the door lightly, and then opened the door.
Guard: I'm sorry to disturb you, sir. You can leave whenever you want, you are free.
65. SS headquarters in the interior corridor-in the morning
corridor stand Schindler, the secret police officer, and one of the SS who arrested him.
Secret Police Officer: Let me give you a piece of advice: Don’t get too comfortable. Sooner or later the law will come to you. No matter who your friend is, it's no use.
Schindler ignored him at all. When he walked to the gate, the official returned the DEF factory's account books and other documents to their owners and stretched out his hand. Schindler did not shake hands with him-
Schindler: Do you want me to walk back?
Secret Police Officer (a little nervous): Call a car to see Mr. Schindler.
66. Location DEF factory-During the day,
a secret police car drove into the factory gate and parked near the loading dock. It was the same SS who arrested Schindler who drove the car. He was waiting for Schindler to get out of the car, but the latter did not get out of the car by himself. He was waiting for the SS to come and open the door for him.
Schindler: If you return the account books to my office, I will be very grateful.
There are about 40 healthy Jewish workers working on the loading dock, and any one of them is qualified for this task. The secret police beckoned one of the workers. but--
Schindler: Sorry, hi—(the secret police turns around) They are working.
The man just watched in a daze. Finally, he finally picked up these account books and walked in. The little poodle ran out happily, passing by the man to Schindler's side. He patted the puppy lightly on the head.
67. Location Schindler's residence-Ye
Schindler and Kronovska dressed up very beautifully, ready to go out for the night, they walked out of the apartment. When they were led to a waiting car, Schindler stopped suddenly. In the dark corner of the wall, a strange man gestured to him to greet him.
Schindler said "I'm sorry". Kronovska watched him walk towards the dark corner. They whispered for a while, and the man quickly left.
68. Plokoshim Railway Station-Krakow-Later-
a long train stopped on the platform at night , and the carriages were all flat box wagons for livestock, stretching out in the dark, as if they had no end. The platform was very busy, and guards were walking around. Trolleys full of luggage shuttled back and forth. People handed the child to the person in the car, and then climbed onto the train. All the documents are busy with lists and folders, reminding passengers not to forget to put labels on the suitcases.
Schindler stepped off his Mercedes-Benz and looked at it in surprise. He had heard of such a thing, but it was really special to witness the boxcar where people were loaded with animals. He woke up and told Kronovska to stay in the car and walk along the car while calling Stern's name to the person behind the wire fence and wooden slats in the car.
An extremely long list of lists—there were several pages in the folder, and a German document methodically turned page after page.
Schindler (voice-over): He is important. Without him, everything would stop. If this happens—
Clerk: Isaac Stern? (Schindler nods) He is on the list.
Schindler: Is it true?
The clerk showed him the list and pointed to a line of names.
Schindler: Okay! Let us find him.
Clerk: He is on the list. If he was an important worker, he would not be on the list. He is on the list, you can't take him away.
Schindler: I speak in the same clerk. (Take out a small notebook and mutter to himself in a low voice, as if preparing to summon a big man to intervene) What is your name?
Clerk: This list can't be wrong, sir.
Schindler: I didn't ask about your list, I asked about your name.
Document: Klaus Tauber.
While Schindler was writing his name, the clerk reconsidered, and he gave a report to a SS sergeant who came by.
Clerk: This gentleman thinks there is an error here.
Schindler: My factory manager is in a carriage of this train. If the train takes him away, production will be lost, and the Arms Purchasing Bureau has to figure out the reason.
The sergeant examined his clothes carefully, and then looked at the party emblem on his chest.
Sergeant (to the clerk): Is that person on the list?
Clerk: Yes, sir.
Sergeant (to Schindler): The list can't be wrong. I can not do anything.
Schindler: You happen to be here, by the way, write down your name too.
Sergeant: My name? My name is Condel. what's your name?
Schindler: Schindler.
The sergeant also took out his notebook, and now each of the three has a list in his hand. He took down Schindler's name. Schindler wrote his name and closed the notebook-
Schindler: Sergeant Tauber, thank you very much. I want to congratulate you both: before the end of this month, you will all be transferred to the battlefield in southern Russia. Good night.
He walked away and returned to his car. The clerk and the sergeant are smiling. However, slowly, they realized that this person who left peacefully might indeed arrange such a fate for them. Their smiles disappeared... The
three of them-Schindler, the clerk, and the sergeant-strode along the train. Two of them shouted loudly--
Clerk and Sergeant: Stern! Isaac Stern!
Then, it seemed that everyone except Schindler was calling this name. When they approached the last few cars, the accountant's face appeared in the cracks of the wooden slats.
Schindler: He is there.
Sergeant: Open the door.
The soldier yanked the latch and opened the door. Stern climbed down. The clerk drew a line under his name and handed the portfolio to Schindler.
Document: Please sign. (Schindler signed his name after the change) And this one... When
Schindler signed the three or four forms, the guards fastened the car door again. The people in the carriage relaxed a little, so they were a little grateful.
Clerk: Do you understand? There is no difference between this one or that one for us. However, the issue of the list is annoying, it is literary doctrine.
Schindler returned the portfolio to the clerk. The sergeant made a gesture to a soldier, who also made a gesture to the train driver. The train started to start. Schindler strode away, and Stern followed him.
Stern: I accidentally left my work permit at home. I told them that it was wrong to do this, but
they- Schindler glanced at him and stopped him from speaking. His face was ugly, and Stern lowered his head—
Stern: I'm sorry. This is stupid. (Expressing regret) Thank you.
Schindler turned away and walked to his car. Stern followed him closely. They passed the luggage storage area, and all the luggage was marked. The picture gradually turns into black and white.
69. Exterior/Interior Machine Repair Workshop—At night
, the lamp on the mechanic’s helmet shined a beam of light, illuminating the boxes, briefcases, and suitcases filled on the trolley—the picture was black and white.
The camera followed a shot of a wheelbarrow entering a huge repair workshop, passing by hangers full of clothes, all those clothes have labels on them; the wheelbarrow passing by many stacked instruments, furniture, paintings, these things are stacked against one wall Above-there are also children's toys, stacked one by one. The car stopped. A suitcase was handed over to a person's hand. He poured the contents of the box on a greasy table and proceeded to sort the objects. The jewels were placed in another place; a place that was originally an oil filling pool was filled with watches, bracelets, necklaces, candle holders, and large plates for Jewish holidays. Among them were gold and silverware, all piled together.
Four Jewish jewelers screened, sorted, weighed and graded these valuables on the workbench under the surveillance of the SS guards. Among them were diamonds, pearls, ornaments, brooches and rings. Their hands trembled only once. That was because a uniformed man opened a box and poured out several sets of gold dentures, which were still stained with blood. The screen changes to color.
70. Outskirts: In the daytime
, destroyed tombstones are littered in a deserted Jewish cemetery in the suburbs. A German military jeep drove up on the road to the cemetery.
71. Interior view of the military vehicle—the vehicle is moving—
in the back seat during the day , and the SS commander Amon Gott took a sip of gin. He was about the same age and physique as Schindler, and his face looked cheerful and cheerful.
Grid: This can be a good road for cars.
The other SS officers in the car-Knud, Haas, Hu Jia-couldn't guess what he meant. He was looking at the graveyard from the window.
72. The location ghetto - day
military vehicles through the gates of residential areas, the tram travels along the road on Love ska Street.
73. The interior large military jeep - traveling - day
military patrol in a residential area slowly shrink, Knud like a tour guide like briefed newcomers Gert.
Knud: This street happens to divide the residential area into two. On the right is District A, where civil servants, industrial workers, etc. live. On the left is District B, where the surplus labor, most of whom are elderly people, live. You can probably start from here.
Grid glanced at Knud and motioned to him not to make any more technical suggestions.
Knud: Of course, everything is up to you.
74. Location Plazhov Forced Labor Camp-On the
outskirts of the day , between two hills is an abandoned limestone mine. The buildings made of stones and bricks seem to have been built in the past, while the wooden houses are newly built, using freshly felled wood.
The work here is busy and orderly. The new construction project and the renovation project are going on at the same time. Workers are laying foundations, laying tracks, building walls and watchtowers; the cement components, wall panels, and roofs used to build houses are pulled up the hillside by groups of women in shawls. This scene is a bit like the labor scene in ancient Egypt.
Grid stood on the hill and watched. Obviously, he was satisfied. Then, the voice of a man and a woman caught his attention: the two people were arguing on the barracks construction site. After a while, the lady stopped arguing, made a dismissive gesture, and strode towards a barracks that was nearing completion. The man's name was Hu Jia, and he had also sat in a military vehicle with Gert. He saw Gert, Knud, and Haas, and walked towards them.
Hu Jia: She said that if the foundation is not well laid, it must be demolished and restarted. I told her that it was just a barracks, not a hotel; she
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