ANNE FRANK: I want to be a champion skater and a writer.
I want my picture in all the magazines.
Maybe I'll be a movie star.
I want to be different from all the othergirls.
I want to be a modern woman. I want to travel.
I want to study languages-- languages and history.
I want to do everything.
I want to...
LEO: Anne! Anne!
Oh, that bratty Leo Koopmann. He thinks he's in love with me.
He's always looking at you.
SAE: Anne, do you want to ome over...
and play Monopoly tomorrow?
Sanne, you know my grandmother is oming to visit.
Why don't you ask Hannah?
I'll be at shul.
So religious.
LEO: Anne! Anne!
Quikly.
Oops. Sorry.
[Both laugh]
-Well, I'm off. -Bye.
ANNE: Bye.
o, no. I'm not saying you're a bad ook.
Of ourse. I'm sure your husband...
loves the way your strawberry jam is.
Mm-hmm.
-Hello, Mr. Kleiman. -Hello, Anne.
ANNE: Miep, where's father?
One minute. He's in the storeroom...
with Mr. Kugler and Mr. Van Pels.
Thank you, Miep.
May I say how nie you look today?
The problem is you're using too muh sugar.
VAN PELS: Too much nutmeg.
Not enough coriander.
I, uh...
black pepper with, uh...
black ginger.
OTTO FRANK: No. Close.
Pim.
Your mother telephoned. She was quite worried.
You should've gone straight home.
What are you doing?
Mr. Kugler is trying out some new reipes.
Your mixing stilI needs work, but you may have something.
That's high praise indeed, Mr. Kugler.
As you know, Mr. Van Pels has an infallible nose.
Anne, a joke for you.
What is blak and white and red all over?
What?
A newspaper.
[Laughs]
VAN PELS: Yeah?
[Laughs]
You know, read, huh?
[Laughs]
ANNE: What a lovely book.
MARGOT: Thank you, Grandma.
ANNE: Was it exciting coming all the way from Germany...
by yourself? Tell me everything.
OTTO: Youu see? She's still as curious as ever.
Let me see your book. Let me see.
OTTO: Wait. Grandma has another surprise.
And here's your present, Anne.
A fountain pen.
Look, Margot.
It's beautiful.
I'll treasure it always.
-Thank you, Grandma. -You're welome.
I'm so glad you ame to visit.
Grandma will be living with us from now on, girls.
-Would you like that? -Oh, yes.
AE: Very muh.
Anne...
why don't you try out your new fountain pen?
Yes, I must--immediately.
-Exuse me. -Don't be too long.
The Goslars are expeting us.
Make sure she gets ready.
OTTO: Let her have her fun, Edith.
You spoil her terribly, Otto.
She should've ome straight home.
AE: Oh, I'm starving.
And please mind your manners, Anne.
I know--like Margot.
I thought you liked the Goslars.
Of ourse I do.
I just wish Hannah Lee's family wasn't so religious.
I'd rather be at the movies.
[Hans speaking Hebrew]
ALL: Amen.
Hitler's only a fever, Hans.
Germany will reover. Mark my words.
And what's to keep that madman from annexing Holland...
and liberating his Germani brothers?
The Duth are different.
[Hans laughs]
Sometimes, Otto, I think you have too muh faith in people.
EDITH: Poor mother. She's used to better.
MRS. GOSLAR: God willing, Edith.
One day, we'll allgo home.
Until then, we get by.
Be thankful you've got entral heating.
Let me help you with those, Mrs. Goslar.
Oh, that's very kind of you.
Suh a sweet girl.
You're luky.
Hannah's got two left hands.
Sometimes I miss a full-time servant...
EDITH: but we don't have money to pay servants.
The Dutch ones are hopeless anyway--
simply annot be relied on.
Mother?
HANNAH: Anne says you shouldn't call them servants.
Say, "maid."
God knows everything, but Anne knows everything better.
[Laughs]
OTTO: Youu like to spoil yourself
Youu like it even better when otherpeople spoil you.
Does that make me a bad person?
Good people and bad people have one thing in ommon.
They both make mistakes.
Only...
good people an admit their mistakes...
and learn from them.
Tell me about the Paulas.
That's a story for hildren, not a little woman like you.
o.
I want to hear it.
OTTO: The Paulas live here with us.
You an't see them...
but sometimes if you keep absolutely still...
and really listen...
you can tell where they're hiding.
BOTH: But beware.
Beause you never know whih Paula you might find.
OTTO: Good Paula...
or bad Paula who's always causing trouble.
ANNE: I don't mean to be bad Paula...
but sometimes...
sometimes she just esapes.
Doesn't matter.
As long as you always keep good Paula in your heart.
Daddy, ouldn't they be the same person...
good Paula and bad Paula?
Why...
Yes. I suppose that's possible.
Maybe good Paula's afraid...
of what people may think of her...
and that's why she's bad sometimes.
At least that's what I think.
You always told me l should think for myself.
So I did.
[Children laughing]
[Man laughing]
OTTO: The papers say Hitler has his eye on Poland now.
Holland will stay neutral whatever happens.
OTTO: Still, all this Nazi talk, bad for business.
FRITZ: I have fewerpatients now, but no matter.
There will always be Jewish avities to be filled.
Ha ha.
Say ah.
Ah.
Ah, ah, ah. Ah.
Mr. Pfeffer. ot until we're married.
[Fritz laughs]
Ha ha ha.
Wait!
It's not fair! You heated !
Anne! Come out of the water!
Otto, say something.
Anne, do as your mother says.
[Both giggling]
MAN: Play nicely with your sister.
You know it's not good for you to go swimming.
Here. Dry yourseIf off.
You never let me have any fun.
I don't want you getting sik. You know how frail you are.
Ahh.
Were we ever like that, Edith?
o, Otto.
We were never like that.
GIRL: Oh, you're so funny!
Hey!
HANNAH: Youu took my strawberry.
OTTO: Look at my two little movie stars.
Hee hee.
Would you like anything else?
Why was I not invited to this party?!
[Children laugh]
ANNE: It's Mr. Goslar.
Look, it's your dad.
Ha ha ha.
Ha ha ha !
GOSLAR: Youu see?
And you told me he'd never ome to Holland. Ha ha ha.
Happy birthday, Anne.
We must have a piture. A piture, please.
-HAAH: Yes, Daddy. -A piture?
-AdoIf as your birthday present? -[Anne laughs]
The girls and Unle Adolf.
[Girls giggling]
[Clik]
Hannah, point to your dad. Everyone point to Unle Adolf.
[Winding amera]
It's very good.
[Hitler speaking German]
FILMANNOUNCER: Germany invades Poland...
and the free state ofDanzig...
ending the efforts and hopes ofdiplomats...
forpeaceful settlement.
The roar ofgunfire replaces the talk ofstatesmen...
and the curtain of war falls over Europe.
Get out!
[Men booing]
Order of the Swastika !
Lousy traitor!
-Boo! -Sit down!
ANNOUNCER: ...huge French guns move to the front.
-When will the piture start? -Soon, Anne. Soon.
ANNOUNCER: The nation's first bulwark ofdefense.
[Musi begins]
ANNE: Wasn't Norma Shearer beautif ul?
Much too pretty to lose her head.
I didn't like the king very much, though.
Tyrone Power was muh more handsome.
[Speaking Duth]
Just like the boy I'm going to marry.
You've already hosen?
Oh, no. Too many admirers.
Just like poor Marie Antoinette.
The war won't ome here, will it, Daddy?
o.
I don't think I'd like that very muh.
Oh, Anne. The British wilI see to Herr Hitler.
RADIO ANNOUNCER: Violating repeat proclamation...
ofHolland's neutrality in the current conflict...
German troops...
[Air-raid siren sounds]
[Airplanes rumbling overhead]
What is it?
Anne!
What do you think you're doing?
[Rumbling stops]
MA: Well, grab one.
I ask you, Mr. Gies...
what good is the Dutch army in the face ofa Blitzkrieg?
They'll be riding to the front on bicycles.
I wish I ould disagree with you...
but I'm afraid I an't.
AUGUSTE: All this talk ofan invasion is nonsense.
Why haven't they? What's stopping them?
HERMANN: Why don't you stay out ofit?
I'll do the thinking, if you please.
AUGUSTE: Ha. Mr. Frank listens to his wife.
You see what he's like? Knows all the answers.
Beware of marriage, Mr. Gies.
In my experiene, its merits are greatly overrated.
Hear, hear.
My sister begged me to send the hildren to London...
-to live with her. -And will you?
How an I keep them safe there?
It's better if we stay together. Hope for the best.
Ah, here's a joke for you.
-We've heard it. -Ha ha.
[All hukle]
Five days was all it took.
ow people are throwing themselves out of windows.
Where does pani get us, Hans? We learn to adapt.
We adapted in Germany.
I wanted my baby to be born in a different world.
ot like the one we left.
It's Frankfurt all over again.
o. I mustn't let myseIf think that.
ot now.
I have a friend who installed yesterday.
Very good, very good.
[Men laughing]
ls that good?
ext. Come on. Keep moving.
ext in line.
What's going on, Pim? Why do we have to be here?
It's just a formality, Anne, like a ensus.
You know, bureauray.
Anneliese Marie Frank.
Otto--Otto Frank.
WOMAN: Katherine!
[Baby babbling]
LUCY: Anne, Hannah, wait for me.
ls this her? She's adorable.
Her name's Gabi.
I'm still not used to having a sister.
She keeps me busy all the time.
You mustn't spoil her, Hannah. o one likes a spoiled hild.
I'm not sure if I are for your outfit, Luy.
If you don't mind me saying so.
Mother makes me wear it.
She said we should show some allegiane...
whatever that means.
Papa's been out of work for so long.
Mother said Hitler would make jobs here...
the same way he did in Germany.
WOMAN: Lucy! What are you doing?
Get away from those girls!
OTTO: Not to worry, Mr. Kleiman.
We'll beat the azis at their own game--
paperwork.
Beause Petaon is registered as a Jewish business...
it's neessary to reate an entirely new ompany...
and with yourpermission, Jan...
I'd like to call it Gies and Company.
Whatever I an do to help...
but you must be areful, Mr. Frank.
The bureaurats are silent ollaborators.
You'll be listed as supervisory diretor...
but no responsibilities.
Mr. Kugler will take over day-to-day operations...
along with Mr. Kleiman.
lt'll be a purely Aryan enterprise...
all stritly legal.
On paper, I won't exist.
MA: Brian, bring your wheelbarrow!
ls there something wrong with us, the Jews?
o. o, you must never think that.
We must've done something awful.
o.
I was a little girl like you in Vienna when the war ame...
and there wasn't enough food to eat.
One day, my mother bundled me up...
and she took me to the train station.
She put me on a train to Holland...
she hung a sign around my nek, and she said good-bye.
Didn't she love you anymore?
Yes, she did.
That's why she did it. There was food here...
and families willing to share it.
I didn't know that at the time.
I felt so sik and so alone, but when I got a little older...
I realized good people sometimes find themselves in trouble...
without having done anything wrong.
Do you think I'm a good person?
Yes. I do.
[Knok on door]
MIEP: Only one?
We'll get another one later when times are better.
This one's yours...
to prove that someone's finally going to make...
an honest Duth woman out of you.
I'm already honest.
[Whispering] Miss Santroushitz?
Your turn.
Oh ! I do, I do!
Ha ha ha !
MINISTER: I nowpronounce you man and wife.
[Applause]
AUGUSTE: More dancing!
MAN: Music and champagne.
Who isn't?
You have two left feet.
Gone.
ANNE: Youu dance divinely, Miep.
-Oh, thank you, Anne. -You, too, Jan.
She leads. I just follow.
May I see your ring again, please, Miep?
I want one just like it when I get married...
and a husband like Jan, too.
You'll find him. I did.
May I?
Oh, please, Curly. Just one more dane.
Oh, sit down, please, Putti.
You'll only make a fool of yourself.
Surely you wouldn't refuse a lady's invitation, Mr. Frank.
Well, I'm afraid that at the moment...
you have a rival, Mrs. Van Pels.
Mademoiselle.
Charmed, sir.
[Shool bell ringing]
TEACHER: The name ofthe man...
who disovered the basi laws of geometry was Pythagoras.
TEACHER: Write it down, please.
P-y-t-h...
a-g-o-r-a-s.
ANNE: Ahem.
Yes?
I'm afraid that however interesting...
your lesson might be, I an't see it.
Ah. Well, um...
you, will you hange plaes with Miss, um...
Frank. Frank.
Change, please.
TEACHER: The square on the hypotenuse...
AE: I like your eyes, Jaque.
They're the first thing I notied about you.
People say my hair is my most attrative feature.
Do you think they're right?
Yes, of ourse.
You know, we live on Merwedeplein.
It's not far away. You an ome to my house if you want.
We an do our homework together. I'd like that very muh.
So would I.
We're going to be famous friends. I an tell.
At the Montessori shool, I was very popular.
I ried when Mrs. Kuprus told us we ouldn't go there anymore.
At my shool, there were these awful boys.
They started alling us Jew-girls.
We were so sared, we ran away.
AE: I don't know. Maybe it's better this way.
Think about it. If it hadn't been for the Germans...
we never would have met.
[Cat meows]
This is Moortje.
She's going to have kittens soon...
beause she keeps meeting lots of men.
Anne.
Mommy, would it be all right if Jaque stayed over one night?
If she wants to.
Wait. I have a better idea.
I'll come over to your house.
We an talk about things they don't want us to.
JACqUE: Youu want to see something really magical?
Mother designed that.
The best people used to wear her dresses.
She stopped making them when the war started.
She thinks they're out of plae.
After the war, I'm only going to wear the finest of lothes.
Miss Anne Frank was radiant at the Prine's Ball last night...
wearing a beautiful gown of gold lae.
Joop Ter Heul!
You've read it?
Three times. I love Cissy Van Marxveldt.
She's my favorite writer.
Didn't you love the part when Leo proposes to Joop?
Here. I'll be Joop and you be Leo.
Hold my hand.
Let go of my hand, Leo.
What if I told you that you were my one true darling?
Oh, Leo.
Kiss me, Joop.
Ha ha ha !
Jaque, if I tell you a seret...
will you promise not to tell anyone?
I promise.
I've never been kissed by a boy before.
Have you?
What was it like, kissing?
lt was--
[Sighs] You'll find out.
I want to be a real woman with a woman's body.
Ha ha ha !
[Gasps]
I'd love to know what one feels like. May I?
o.
But we're best friends, aren't we?
JACqUE: Ofcourse we are. We'll always be best friends.
If one of us ever has to go away...
let's promise to exhange letters.
Promised.
TEACHER: We measure the circumference ofa circle...
in which the formula 2 Pi r--
Write it down, please.
[Girls giggling]
[Teaher lears throat]
TEACHER: quite the chatterbox, aren't you, Miss Frank?
Well, perhaps you'd like to share your wisdom with us.
A little essay, perhaps, entitled...
Quak, Quak, Quak Went Mrs. Quakenbush.
TEACHER: Let's say 500 words.
Due tomorrow.
Ugh. These blakout drapes make everything so stuffy.
I feel as if I'm suffoating sometimes.
It's all in your head.
AUGUSTE: Youu know that isn't true.
I'm a very deliate reature, Mr. Frank.
Very deliate.
I tell you, the Germans will lose this war.
And I keep asking you when?
We must be thankful for what blessings we have.
Blessings? Otto, really--
Our families are still together. That's enough.
Attention, everyone.
Ahem. "Quak, Quak, Quak, Said Mrs. Quakenbush.
"A story by Anne Frank."
Go ahead, Anne. We're all listening.
ANNE: "Once upon a time there was a mother duck...
"and three beautiful duklings who lived in a lake...
"ruled by a proud swan.
"Quak, quak, quak, said Mrs. Quakenbush to her brood.
"Quak, quak, quak, said the duklings.
"Keep your voies down ! roared the swan...
"his feathers all in a ruffle.
"Be quiet, or I'll bite you and then you'll never quak again.
"This swan was not a nie swan. He was a blak swan...
"and all the other duks in the lake were afraid of him...
"but not Mrs. Quakenbush.
ANNE: "Youu won't bite these children...
"she said to the swan...
"who answered, I'll do exactly what Iplease.
"They're only ugly little ducklings...
"and I am their master.
"And then he began to bite the ducklings.
"Save us, mama ! The poor little duklings ried...
"and then Mrs. quackenbush began to quack.
"She quacked, and she quacked, and she quacked.
"Stop it! Stop that infernal quaking, ried the swan...
"putting his wings over his ears...
"but Mrs. quackenbush did not stop...
"not until the black swan flew away, never to return.
"She gathered her ducklings around her...
"and together they swam off happily ever after...
"singing, quak, quak, quak."
Right up here.
I've been thinking. lt might be a good idea...
to take over the building behind us.
I'll show you what I have in mind.
It's two rooms and the bathroom below...
an atti upstairs.
It's a perfet laboratory spae, wouldn't you say?
A plae for Mr. Van Pels and me...
to ook up our little experiments.
-What do you say? -Yeah. Why not?
Business is good. The war.
We an afford to expand. Yeah.
MAN: There you are. Next.
The Germans are feeling espeially generous today.
Four stars for a single textile oupon.
Must we be branded now, too?
OTTO: So it appears.
And we must pay for the privilege.
Aren't you going to miss shool now it's almost over?
I am. Espeially history. I love history.
Suh a long walk to the Lyeum.
I miss having a bike.
ANNE: Personally, I'm glad mine was stolen.
At least the Germans didn't get it.
Oh, Miss Quakenbush !
BOTH: Quak, quak, quak!
[Laughing]
Quak, quak, quak!
They an be so hildish sometimes.
Look. lsn't it darling?
I asked Daddy to buy it for me for my thirteenth birthday.
It's going to be the best ever. The most smashing.
Oh, sorry.
Um, you're Anne Frank.
You go to shool with my ousin Wilma.
I'm Hello. Hello Silberberg.
Oh, hello...Hello. Ha ha ha.
This is my best friend Jaque.
How do you do?
Perhaps you'd allow me to buy you a hot hoolate?
I love hoolate. Choolate?
ls your name really Hello?
Helmuth, but my grandfather doesn't like it...
so he alls me Hello instead.
But don't your parents think it's funny?
I don't know. I haven't seen them in four years.
You ame all by yourself?
lt must've been so-- so dangerous.
I've never had an adventure like that before.
I suppose Oma did...
but she never talked about it muh.
She died last winter. She had aner.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I never got to tell her how muh I loved her.
I'd like very muh to see you again...
if that would be all right.
You don't have a girlfriend, do you?
Well, there's Orzula, of ourse. She's very pretty.
Oh, really?
But not as interesting as you are.
We an meet on Wednesday evenings.
My grandparents think I go to woodarving lessons...
but atually I go to silene meetings.
I'm not a fanati or anything.
You know, mostly everyone just yells.
I'd muh rather be with you.
Well, here I am.
I an all for you then?
That would be nie.
Until Wednesday, then.
Bye.
Good-bye.
[Men yelling in German]
Aah !
[Woman sreams]
Come in, Miep.
Sit down.
You've no doubt read...
how the Germans have emptied the provines of Jews...
and sent them all here to Amsterdam.
Our own Jewish ounil urges ooperation.
There's talk of mass deportations, labor amps.
Remember those poor boys they rounded up last February?
They were sent to labor amps. ot one ame bak.
Miep, I have a great seret to onfide in you.
Edith, the hildren, and l are going into hiding.
Mr. Van Pels and his family will join us.
I'm not going to wait for the Nazis to drag us away.
We'll simply disappear.
Where will you go?
Here.
MIEP: I don't understand.
In the annexe at the bak of this building.
We'll make the move on the sixteenth ofJuly.
That's less than a month away.
Kleiman and Kugler have been helping...
to move in ertain belongings and supplies a little at a time.
We'lI need someone to rely on for necessities...
to act as caretaker.
You know how muh I trust you here in the offie...
but what I'm asking--well, what I'm asking of you now--
Yes. I'll do it. Of ourse.
Think, Miep.
lt'll be a great burden, not without risk.
The penalties are bound to be severe.
I said yes. I meant it.
Thank you, Miep.
Anne and Margot, do they know?
o, not yet.
Let them enjoy their lives for a little while longer.
[Cat meows]
Pim. Thank you, Pim. Thank you so muh.
Thank you, thank you, Pim. Oh, I love you, Daddy.
[Kisses] It's beautiful.
Thank you so muh. Thank you.
[Otto hukling]
She's just exited.
I'm sure.
Quite a glamour girl, wouldn't you say?
The soles are almost like real leather.
You're so luky.
I know. Ha ha ha.
Anne, who's that boy?
ANNE: Um, that's Peter Van Pels.
He's always hammering something out...
in the garden behind us. He's a dope.
Mommy says I have to be nice to him...
'cause his father works with Pim.
-I think he's ute. -Cute?
[Ring]
Peter, would you like a bisuit?
-Um... -Anne baked them herself.
Great. I'd love one, thank you.
-Come in. -Thank you.
I'll get Anne.
-Hello. -Hi.
Good afternoon, everyone.
OTTO: Take your seats.
Everyone.
The show is about to begin.
Oh, Anne, those are for you.
-Thank you. -You're welome.
I know what you're thinking...
but I'm not in love with anybody.
We're just friends.
HELLO: My grandparents don't approve ofmy seeing you.
They say you're not old enough.
Well, you shouldn't do anything...
your grandparents don't approve of.
Love always finds a way.
I'lI see you later, then.
-Good-bye. -Good-bye.
Margot, what do you think of Hello?
He's--he's very nie.
And deent.
It's easy to see he's in love with you.
[Chukles] Yes. It's rather fun.
How old were you when you got your period?
Anne? Little girls shouldn't talk of suh things.
I'm tired of being a little girl.
I want to be a woman.
Well, it's different for every girl.
Woman.
Your turn will ome.
You just have to be patient.
For how long?
[Ring]
-Frank? -Yes.
Sign here.
Margot.
[Sniffles]
I have to go over to the Van Pels'.
Don't answer the door until I get bak, do you understand?
Why? What's the matter?
Your--your father's gotten a summons.
Don't worry. He's made plans.
I'll ome bak as quikly as I an.
Anne has to be told.
Break it to her as gently as you an.
And remember, keep absolutely still.
They're to think no one's home.
-I understand. -All right.
[Door opens]
MARGOT: Anne.
[Door loses]
Come in, sit down.
AUGUSTE: What's happening?
They've ome for Margot.
We always thought they would ome for Otto or me.
But never the hildren.
HERMANN: Where's Otto?
Visiting some friends at the Truat hospital.
I planned for the sixteenth, but this hanges everything.
Otto will know what to do.
[Door opens]
Daddy. I thought I'd never see you again.
[Sighs] Oh, don't be silly, Anne.
[Laughs]
What's happened?
Anne, listen to me.
I want you and Margot to pak a ruksak.
There won't be any time tomorrow.
-Daddy, what's going on? -I'll explain everything later.
-ow go. -Come on.
Call Mr. Kleiman. He has instrutions.
Feth Miep and Jan. Have them ome around, and...
see you're off the streets by urfew.
AE: These pitures are important.
[Ring]
Anne, I know it's hard, but you have to try and be sensible.
I don't are.
My stars mean everything to me.
Jaque's on the phone.
-Jaque? -Yes.
And remember...
Hello, Jaque?
JACqUE: Anne, you won't believe it.
Joop's got a baby now.
Did you ever think she'd become a mother?
Who?
Joop. Joop Ter Heul.
Haven't you seen the new Cissy Van Marxveldt book?
I'm almost halfway through.
lt sounds divine.
I'll come up tomorrow. We can read it together.
Youu can be Joop, and I'll be Leo...
just like the last time.
All right.
I'lI see you tomorrow.
I can't wait to show you the cover.
It's so darling.
[Ring]
I have to go now.
Our guests are here.
-Good-bye, Jaque. -Yes?
MIEP: Miep and Jan.
Right through here.
Go on, now, finish paking your lothes.
Jan.
Mr. Frank, here, let me.
Mm-hmm.
Jan, help Mr. Frank.
OTTO: This'll put people off the trak.
If anyone inquires...
tell them that we've gone to Switzerland.
Oh. Post this to my mother in Bautzen.
You understand.
You know what to do.
Tomorrow.
How long will we be in hiding?
A few weeks.
Perhaps a month or two.
Until the war's over.
[Sighs]
Where will we go?
Will it be in town?
-The ountry? -You'll know tomorrow.
We'll all be together. That's the main thing.
Will I be able to write to Jaque?
She must never know.
Moortje?
Can I take Moortje with me?
I'm sorry.
OTTO: We'll leave some food and a note for the neighbors.
It isn't fair!
o. o.
[Moortje meows]
[Anne sobbing]
EDITH: Don't worry. We'lI see you soon.
MIEP: Hurry, Margot, before it gets light.
MARGOT: Bye.
OTTO: Please...
bak inside, everyone.
Everything will be fine.
You'lI see.
Edith.
Leave everything.
[Moortje meows]
[Meow]
Moortje.
We an't live in the past, Edith.
Only the future.
Hmm?
OTTO: Anne, quickly, please.
[Meow]
[Ding ding]
MA: I'll speak to my brother.
[Footsteps]
And Margot?
-She's waiting here. -Oh, thank God.
ANNE: DearJacqueline...
Youu're the only person I can tell about what happened...
But you must promise not to say a word to anyone.
Don't answer any questions about where we've gone.
Ifyou do, it could be very dangerous for us.
Since you've never had to disappear...
I'll try to give you an idea ofour life.
I call our hiding place "the secret annexe. "
And strange as it may seem, it's actually quite cozy here.
Youu'd be surprised to find out...
that we'rejust above Daddy's office.
Up the back staircase and behind a small door.
Open the door, take one giant step...
and voila.
Daddy and Mommy's room is right behind the staircase.
Margot and I reside next door.
We've even got a bathroom.
Upstairs, there's a larger room with a kitchen.
The Van Pels sleep there at night...
but during the day, it's a big living room.
We have to stay upstairs...
as long as the workers are still in the building.
Peter Van Pels has a room offto the side...
much smaller than mine.
And there's an attic for storage.
There are warehouses on both sides of us...
and neighbors all around.
We have to be invisible day and night.
ANNE: At first, it was only Daddy and me...
doing most ofthe work.
Mummy and Margot eventually got over their shock...
and started to help.
Shirts.
It was amazing to see how many ofour things...
Daddy had managed to sneak away.
I wasn't the only one who brought my memories with me.
Daddy kept his old soldier's trunk.
It was hard for all of us...
not to think about the life we had left behind.
I miss my old room...
but at least I have my movie stars to keep me company.
With a little luck...
we can all be happy here until we go back home.
And now our annexe really is secret.
Mr. Kugler and Mr. Kleiman had a bookcase built...
in front of our little doorway.
Youu have to be careful when you go downstairs...
to bend down low and try not to bump your head.
Everything was ready...
by the time the Van Pels arrived on July 13th.
-They're here. -Well done. Come in, ome in.
I need oxygen.
Well, I told Mr. Van Pels...
that I'm not going anywhere without my little potty.
ANNE: Peter Van Pels...
dope that he is, brought his cat...
even though Daddy told him not to.
Mrs. Van Pels asked me to love Peter like a brother.
That's impossible.
Mommy says he's shy, but I think he's rather boring.
Now we're to have anotherguest.
The other day, Daddy announced...
we have an opportunity to save one ofour acquaintances.
Mr. Pfeffer has asked me about a hiding plae.
ow, we know this will only add to your worries...
so the final deision rests with you.
It's just as dangerous for seven as it is for eight.
So we're agreed.
ANNE: From what we can tell...
Mr. Pfeffer is quite congenial...
for a dentist anyway.
That's all I had better write for now.
I'm sure we'lI see each other again, Jacqueline...
but probably not before the war's over.
Until then, a little kiss from your best friend, Anne.
[Bell ringing]
[Bell ontinues ringing]
-Good morning, Miep. -Good morning, Mr. Frank.
Good morning, Miep. Here you are.
Some igarettes, if you don't mind, Miep.
And some peppermint tea. I've been having...
the most frightful dizzy spells lately.
Things are harder and harder to ome by.
Whatever you an do will be fine, for all of us.
ANNE: So, Miep, what's the news?
Have you seen Jaque? I have a letter for her...
but Daddy won't let me give it to you.
When I finish with the shopping, we'lI have our talk.
And what of our friend Mr. Pfeffer?
He an't ome tomorrow. He has patients.
[Laughing]
The idea !
-What nerve. -Tomorrow's Friday.
Tell Mr. Pfeffer we will expet him Monday.
That'll give him time to settle his affairs...
but not a day later.
I'lI see to it.
Miep, you remember one of our salesmen, Mr. Wihtor.
Mm-hmm. May I take your oat?
How are sales?
-Oh, what? Bad. -Mm-hmm.
Through the summer, very bad.
I hear that...
[Auguste speaking Frenh]
Noir.
[Correting pronuniation] Oir, oir.
Blak.
Ah.
AUGUSTE: Oh, Mr. Pfeffer.
EDITH: Mr. Pfeffer.
But...you... you're in Switzerland.
o, no, that was only a story.
-Hello, Mr. Pfeffer. -Mrs. Frank.
-Welome. -Pfeffer.
-Well, here it is, Mr. Pfeffer. -ie to meet you.
Don't worry. It's only like this...
when the workers downstairs are out to lunh.
For the rest of the day, it's quiet.
You'lI have to learn the rules, of ourse.
There are sads of rules.
Mr. Pfeffer appreiates the value of disipline.
OTTO: Here idleness is our enemy.
Our motto: work and hope.
[Auguste laughs]
Listen to the Prussian offier.
Breakfast is at 9:00 a.m...
exept on Sundays and holidays when it's 1 1 :30.
Lunh is from 1 :15 to 1 :45.
ANNE: And then we expect visitors.
Visitors?
Our helpers, of ourse. Here.
Thank you.
Dinner after the nightly news broadasts...
and lights out promptly at 10:00.
Parlez-vous Français, Monsieur Pfeffer?
Oui, oui. Je parle un peu.
Comment ça va, madame?
What does that mean?
My poor Charlotte.
She thinks I've been spirited away to the ountry.
Who would ever believe that I'm right here...
in the enter of Amsterdam?
Would you like some more vegetables, Mr. Pfeffer?
Thank you.
I think we're all very fortunate here.
It's a ridiulous thing to say.
ANNE: I don't think it's ridiculous at all.
It's a wonder I don't ry all the time...
thinking about my friends.
Has she been taking her valerium drops? Be quiet.
Putti, you're spoiling my digestion.
Children know nothing of what goes on in the world.
Hear, hear.
Where's my pillow?
What have you done with it this time?
I ate it.
HERMANN: How am I supposed to know where it is?
AUGUSTE: Youu keep losing everything.
Here!
Your preditions never ome true.
When have I ever been wrong?
When have you ever been right?
Anne in there with Mr. Pfeffer.
He's so old.
Anne's still a hild. She won't mind.
We used to have suh fun before.
Before we were married, you mean.
Ah, do you always take so long?
Only as long as I need to.
I have to have a word with your father.
[Hermann laughs]
[Auguste yells, laughs]
Don't touh me.
Listen to them.
Every night, the same raket.
lt would have been different with the Goslars.
With two hildren and a baby on the way.
We've been over this, Edith.
If the baby had ried, what then?
lt would have given us all away.
This is no plae for a woman as pregnant as she was.
At least I ould have taken are of her.
I still an't believe it. Mother and baby both dead.
Mother, don't.
lt would have been different if...
if I had been there to help.
You don't know that, Edith.
That's just it, Otto.
I will never know.
You have to try not to think of things outside these walls.
OTTO: It's hard, I know...
but we an't be responsible for everyone.
Just for ourselves.
[Pfeffer snoring]
[Crying]
-You mustn't do that. -I an't help it.
I like wathing people.
Sometimes I make up stories for them...
imagining what their lives are like.
What ours would be like if...
MARGOT: Anne.
Margot, don't I look different to you?
Different?
Anne, have you...
I wanted it to be my own sweet little seret for a while.
I've only told Bep.
She fethed some things from the hemist for me.
I'm happy for you, really.
If only people will just stop treating me like a hild...
Are you busy after shool?
GIRL: Do you think they have Jewish schools in Switzerland?
Of ourse they do...
but there aren't any Germans to fore you to go there.
I still an't believe she left her shoes behind.
She was so proud of them, remember?
-You really saw them? -Right on the floor.
Like she just kiked them off.
GIRL: Did you see the diary?
-It was gone. -But we looked.
[Teaher rying]
TEACHER: I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, my--
my wife.
They took her away last night.
-He sent you this. -You've seen Fritz?
Can't you even tell me where he is?
I don't know.
-See that he gets this. -Of ourse.
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
Tell him I love him, that I'll wait.
Mm-hmm.
Aah !
Damn you, you beasts.
[Laughing]
CHURCHILL ON RADIO: There've been disasters...
far more bloody...
than anything we have experienced so far in this.
But in the end...
all the oppositions fell together...
and all our foes submitted.
Can't stand to hear that man.
AUGUSTE: Halfthe time I don't even know what he's saying.
This is not the end.
It is possibly the beginning of the end...
and it is ertainly the end of the beginning--
do you know what that means, Mr. Frank?
Ah, Putti!
If you ask me, the British should spend more time...
bombing Germany...
and less time drinking tea.
Shut up already.
[Stati]
Shh.
-Stop messing around. -Try to fix it.
Every time you try to fix something, it only gets worse.
The Amerians, Otto, why don't they ome?
Why do they take so long?
They got their hands full fighting the Japanese.
You mustn't despair, Edith. The invasion will ome.
They'll be here soon.
Yes, but...will we?
Daddy, will you please ask Mr. Pfeffer...
why he thinks it's so unreasonable of me...
to insist upon me being able to use my own desk?
I have important work to do.
Work, you understand?
PFEFFER: And besides, there are otherplaces you can go.
This writing ofyours...
you can do it in the attic, perhaps.
It's only a diary, after all.
-A hildish pastime. -Childish?
ow, now, we needn't argue.
OTTO: What Ipropose is this...
uh, Anne should have the desk, say, twie a week...
from 4:00 in the afternoon until 5:30...
and Mr. Pfeffer may use it the rest of the time.
But, Pim...
Are we agreed?
OTTO: We alI have to make small sacrifii s, Anne.
You mean me. I have to make the sarifies.
And it isn't small. I'm not a little girl anymore.
Mr. Pfeffer has a right to the desk.
And don't I have rights?
[Soffs] I work just as hard as anybody else here.
I just don't want that man...
poring through my private thoughts.
That's easily remedied, don't you think?
I have it.
Here.
This will keep your diary safe from prying eyes.
Thank you, Daddy.
My little woman.
-Pardon me. -Oh.
ever let it be said that Anne Frank failed...
in her so-alled studies on my aount.
[Clears throat] Thank you.
[Air-raid siren, bombing]
[Ringing]
[Crying]
My Pim !
Help me!
PETER: I think they're bombing the airport.
Get away from that window.
[Crying]
Don't be afraid. Listen, those are British planes.
-They're oming to save us. -o, it doesn't sound like it.
Peter, ome down !
[Anne rying]
What are you doing?
ot everyone here is an ex-soldier.
[Explosion]
Aah !
VICTOR: This is my partnerMr. Kleiman.
Pleased to meet you.
-Our indispensable Miep. -Hello.
-And Bep. -ie to meet you.
This is Mr. Van Maaren.
He will be taking over as foreman.
At least until Bep's father feels well enough to return.
I'm not muh for talk...
but if it's a hard worker you're looking for...
-I'm your man. -Fine.
Show Mr. Van Maaren the storeroom, please, Bep.
I'll do it.
MIEP: Our salesmen give their orders to Bep once a week.
Everything you need to fill your orders is right here.
We have two kinds of Petaon produts--spies and jams.
Wow, this would feth a pretty penny...
on the blak market.
I wouldn't know about that.
Uh, your offie is going to be in here.
What's this blue paint for?
Ah, that's to keep the spies out of the light.
Hmm?
OTTO: What does Miep think?
She doesn't trust him. She thinks he's a thief.
A thief?
Ah, she's very protetive.
AE: Shelling peas is so boring.
I an never be a housewife.
It's like being in prison.
OTTO: It's only temporary.
Your father will be bak soon enough, I'm sure of it.
o.
They say it's aner.
So muh suffering in the world.
ls that all you an say, mother?
That will only make matters worse.
Honestly, I don't know how you ould be so thik sometimes.
Anne! That's no way to talk to your mother.
Don't listen to them, Bep.
You know what I do...
when things get diffiult?
I go upstairs.
ANNE: There's a window in the attic...
where you can see the old chestnut tree in the yard.
lt has the most wonderful branhes.
When they're in full bloom...
it's beautiful.
When I look out...
I feel better somehow.
Makes me wonder...
if God is a lot loser than most people think.
PFEFFER: Did you read that in one ofyour books?
Suh a font of knowledge you've beome.
I suppose I'm just hopeless.
Exuse me.
Don't you think you should apologize to your mother?
She an be suh a trial sometimes.
You're quite a trial yourself.
So people keep reminding me.
It's only natural for a girl, um--
I mean, a young woman of your age.
Stop!
I don't want to hear that I'm like all other girls.
I'm not.
I'm me. Anne Frank.
Anne, your mother's your staunhest defender.
I've heard her with Mrs. Van Pels.
She's your friend.
I don't want her to be a friend.
I need her to be a mother.
Someone I an look up to.
To set an example.
Your mother's a kind, generous woman.
She's a dutiful wife, she's...
borne a great deal without omplaint.
ANNE: Youu always take her side.
But I've seen the way you kiss her.
You kiss her the same way you kiss me and Margot.
I think even you're not in love with her.
ever say that.
You wouldn't want me to take away your diary, would you?
Daddy.
[Sighs] I'm sorry.
ANNE: I'm really, really sorry.
I just-- I an't help the way I feel.
Mommy and I...
we're so different.
We're like night and day.
She doesn't understand anything about me.
Have you tried to understand her?
[Bell ringing]
[Seagulls rying]
[Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake playing]
Anne.
You all right?
I must have fallen asleep.
How long have you been wathing me?
Oh, I've just ome up. Honest.
Um, beans from the storeroom.
Everyone's gone now, so it's safe to bring them up.
Mmm.
[Rattling]
[Giggling]
[Laughs]
What do you think you're doing?
What's in that building bak there?
lt does not belong to us.
ls that right?
You are supposed to be at lunh. Get out.
Go.
[Engines rumbling]
[Soldiers shouting]
[Baby rying]
[Crying]
[Gabi giggles]
[Mumbling]
[Man yelling]
[Dogs barking]
[Footsteps]
[Pounding on door]
[Man shouting in German]
[Speaking Duth]
[Man shouting in German]
[Sighs] Kugler's reords are getting sloppy.
The urtains in the front offie...
they're open again.
They're always open on weekends, Mr. Pfeffer.
Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot.
Then tell me, how am I to ollet any papers?
Surely no one wilI see.
That's how it starts.
o one wilI see. o one will hear.
o one will pay any attention.
Then what?
ANNE: Hello, Peter.
Hi.
Did you bring the bread?
Give me the keys. I'll do it myself.
And get rid of that at.
You look ridiulous.
Like you're wearing one of your mother's preious furs.
Dummkopf.
I think it's beastly the way he treats you.
Don't mind him.
He gets like that when he hasn't had his igarettes.
[Laughs]
[Meow]
I like it when you smile.
Really?
Sort of makes your eyes sparkle.
You have pretty eyes.
o. I'm not pretty.
Yes, you are.
o, I'm not.
Well, you'll just have to believe me, then.
[Tap tap]
[Sniffs]
[Sighs]
[Sneezes]
[Mahinery running]
[Men talking]
MA: Have you weighed this bunh?
Ah. I was wondering where that had got to.
Thank you.
So it's your wallet, then, is it?
I've just told you.
You were in the warehouse last night?
That's right.
Why?
I don't have to explain myself to you.
Didn't a ertain Mr. Frank...
work here in the offie at one time?
A Jew?
What's that got to do with anything?
What happened to him?
He...disappeared.
[Whistles]
Disappeared?
That's right.
ow, if you'll exuse me...
If it's a reward you're looking for...
I'm sorry to disappoint you.
[Chukles]
Oh, I got my reward all right.
[Chukles]
[Bell tolls]
Somebody living in that building behind us. I know it.
My wife leans the offies.
If there were people hiding, she'd know it.
She thought she saw something one...
but he turned out to be a salesman.
VANMAARSEN: Everybody's hiding somebody these days.
What bothers me is that, uh...they may be Jews.
Could be bad for all of us.
You think Kugler's in on it?
Kugler. [Laughs]
Kugler's a liar. I know that already.
That whole bunh in the offie is always sneaking around.
Kleiman says he has to go to the storeroom...
the seretary's always heking reords...
and the other one, that Miep...
something about her I don't like.
She's shifty, that one.
What an you do?
Firing Van Maarsen ould be dangerous.
If he suspets something...
there is a hane he ould go to the Gestapo.
The reward for Jews has got up to twenty-five gelders a head.
On the other hand, if the fellow's stealing...
he's got something to hide as well.
Yes, I think you're right.
We have to be more autious from now on, all of us.
That was our last hundred gelders.
What are we to do for money now?
One of those fany dresses of yours...
should be worth something.
I'd like to see you try.
Stop being a ninny.
Then don't speak to me that way.
Whose fauIt is it we're in this pikle?
Certainly not mine!
Would you please stop arguing?
You're like two magpies, always bikering !
I don't see you offering to help.
-Listen to her! -Please, everyone.
Ausations aomplish nothing.
We'lI have to fend for ourselves...
while you keep all the money from the business.
Don't you think my Curly deserves a share of that money?
Where would you all be without his preious nose?
I tell you, still making jam !
See, I told you we should have taken in the Goslars.
Oh, Edith, please.
ls that so?
Yes, it is.
Oh, Mr. Pfeffer, would you mind waiting a moment?
Would you please relay this to Mr. Van Pels?
Tell him...ha.
Tell him I await a response.
Oh, yes, of ourse.
If Mrs. Frank wants her linen bak, she an have all of it.
I've never really ared for it.
To be honest, I've always found it rather shabby, haven't you?
And from now on, they an use their own hina.
See how they like that.
Thank you, Mr. Pfeffer.
Very well.
Be sure to put that in the letter.
All right.
We'll teah them to put on airs.
Mr. Pfeffer, would you please ask Mr. Van Pels...
to pass the salt to me?
[Glass shatters]
Ha !
At least it was one of theirs this time.
HERMANN: Peter, get up here!
It's all right.
You shouldn't get into trouble on my aount.
What do you think you're doing? Sit down !
Look at yourselves.
You're supposed to know better.
How do you think it makes us feel...
me, Peter, and Margot, to see you behaving this way?
A fine example you're setting.
OTTO: She's right, you know.
There's absolutely no plae for pettiness.
Give me your plate.
Would you like soup or porridge?
Porridge, please.
Mr. Pfeffer, would you be so kind...
as to pass this porridge to Mr. Van Pels?
Ha ha ha. Mr. Frank. Mr. Van Pels.
Have some vegetables, Margot.
Ah. Here's a joke for you, Anne.
What has four legs and flies?
Hmm?
-Tell me. -Hmm? Ha ha !
A horse! Ha ha ha ha !
-What do you mean, a horse? -A horse!
A horse an't fly.
A horse-- with the flies at the tail. Hmm?
Oh, don't be disgusting.
-Oh, Putti. -I don't get it.
AUGUSTE: What do you mean?
VAN PELS: A horse with flies on the tail.
Peter!
ANNOUNCER: It was announced from the broadcast station...
at Cologne this evening that the whole of western Germany...
is to be blacked out until further notice.
Night raids have already caused severe damage...
and President Roosevelt has repeated his request...
thatAllied planes refrain from bombing...
civilians and unfortifii towns.
Look how fast I'm growing, Daddy.
Twenty-three, twenty-four...
twenty-five, twenty-six...
[Whimpering, mumbling]
Ah-hoo!
Mother says you should drink this.
It's suh a bother having the flu.
I'm afraid to ough for fear someone might hear.
[Bell tolls]
I like the bells.
I like to hear that there is life waiting for us.
Margot, what do you miss most...
about outside?
I don't know.
So many things.
I long for everything.
ANNE: I've decided something.
What?
After the war, I'm going to live.
I'm going to travel...
study languages...
go to Paris or London.
Study history.
I love history.
That sounds romanti.
You think I'm too extravagant?
o.
I've been thinking, too.
I've been reading about Palestine.
I'd like to see it...
maybe be a nurse there.
It's going to be different for us.
We're going to be modern women.
[Door opens]
[Giggling]
This is very kind of you, Miep.
I wish there were more. There are not enough ration oupons.
VICTOR: Youu don't need ration coupons for this.
The supplier understandably...
wishes to remain anonymous.
[Chukling]
FRITZ: Thank you very much.
ALL: To vitory.
-Thank you, Mr. Kleiman. -You're welome.
You have no idea what it's like for me, Mrs. Gies.
o one has any sympathy.
Least of all that girl.
FRITZ: They have each other, you see.
I've no one. Only Charlotte.
Oh, thank you, my darling.
-Did she give you anything? -Mm-hmm.
Oh.
Thank you, and merry, merry Christmas.
-Happy new year. -Thank you.
Anne.
MIEP: Anne, I have something for you.
-For me? -Mm-hmm.
They're beautiful!
I've never had high heels before.
Well, I hope they fit. Here.
-They fit. They fit. -They do? Wonderful.
Oh. Let me see you walk. Here...
What a beautiful young lady you've beome.
Do you really think so?
I do.
It isn't easy for me to always look my best.
ANNE: Peter thinks I'm sweet, though.
He told me so.
He said he liked my smile.
You have a lovely smile.
Miep, when you met Jan, did you know?
Know?
Oh, yes!
I--I think I did.
When?
When he kissed me.
Has Peter?
Oh, no. I keep wanting him to, though.
But I'm trying to be a lady about it.
He will. How ould he resist?
[Both giggle]
[Door opens]
AUGUSTE: Oh!
VICTOR: Oh, I like this.
JAN: Lovely.
Red shoes! Ha ha.
-Miep. -What you doing?
-Putti. -Curly, no!
Wait! Miep, how muh...
do you think something like this would fetch?
Mr. Kleiman has a furrier friend.
We an ask him.
He just wants money for bloody igarettes!
You think food is heap?
You sold everything else, my best dresses and jewelry.
Let me keep this at least.
Enough, Putti. Anything you an do, Miep.
You see what it's ome to, Mrs. Frank?
AUGUSTE: I won't have any fine things left.
How am I going to fae people...after?
Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas, everybody.
VICTOR: Merry Christmas.
Must you go, Miep?
Oh, Jan is waiting.
Just a little longer, please?
You hear how they all talk.
After the war.
I say nothing. What ould I say to them?
Mrs. Van Pels...
everything a risis.
Who is she to ritiize?
The things she says about the hildren...
the hildren.
Anne. Margot.
Otto says we must be hopeful. Hopeful for what?
You mustn't think suh things.
I know. I know I have to be strong.
But for how muh longer?
[Sighs] If only this waiting would end.
At least I ould be ertain.
Miep...
we're not going to make it.
lt wilI have a bad end.
I'm sure of it now.
lt doesn't matter for me.
But the hildren...
The hildren, Miep--what's to beome of the hildren?
[Whimpering]
HANNAH: Help me.
Anne.
Help me.
[Whimpering]
-Hannah? -Please, help me.
Hannah?
Pim?
I saw her.
OTTO: Who?
Hannah.
It was so awful.
The way she looked at me...
I was so mean to her sometimes...
and now there's nothing I an do to help her.
Why not? Please tell me.
It'sjust a bad dream.
ANNE: I hate them!
The Germans--they won't stop...
until they've killed all the Jews, will they?
I wish all the Germans were dead !
Anne, listen to me.
You must never think like that.
There are good and bad people everywhere.
lt makes no differene where they ome from.
What about Miep and Mr. Kugler?
They're Austrian. Just like Hitler.
You want them to die as well?
o.
And...don't forget.
We are German.
o.
We're Duth, aren't we, Margot?
Of ourse we are.
I don't want to be German.
ot ever.
Here. Take your valerium. lt will make you feel better.
o.
Pim...
let me sleep here tonight, please.
OTTO: That's my girl.
[Crikets hirping]
[Distant thudding]
[Musi plays]
Mr. Frank, ould you ome down?
Could you look at something for me, please?
Oh, I'm desperate for a smoke.
Maybe Kugler forgot some igarettes in the offie.
I'll join you.
[Thudding]
[Thunk thunk]
[Rattling doorknob]
[Thudding]
Uhh !
[Blows whistle]
Halt! Halt, you !
The polie are oming.
I need the toilet.
lt'lI have to wait.
You'll just have to hold it, Margot...
for queen and ountry, freedom, truth, and right.
This is no time for insolene.
What about the radio? They're going to find the radio!
Psst! ldiot!
What differene does the radio make if they find us?
[Floorboards reak]
[Seagulls rying]
I an still feel your heart beating.
I thought we were lost.
I ould see the Gestapo taking us away.
We're safe now.
Miep...
and Mr. Kleiman will be here soon.
I prayed. Did you?
Mm-mmm.
I wouldn't have blamed God if he didn't listen.
I never used to give him a thought.
But he was wathing us. I know it.
He's always wathing the Jews.
He always will.
Look.
I'm glad we're here...
together.
Me, too.
[Bell tolls]
Listen, Peter.
[Tolling]
Aren't they beautiful?
Mmm.
They're telling us things are going to be all right.
Sure.
I must omplain in the strongest possible terms...
about the new seurity measures.
I'm sorry, Mr. Pfeffer, but downstairs is off-limits...
until further notie exept for those with responsibilites.
FRITZ: Youu can't keep us prisoners...
in this attic, Mr. Frank!
But we are prisoners, Mr. Pfeffer.
one of us an afford another enounter like the last one.
-ow see here-- -It's been deided.
ot by me.
If the Allies knew about Mr. Pfeffer...
maybe they'd be here already.
[Breathlessly] We got--
[Clears throat]
And if we're not very areful...
there's going to be a wedding on our hands.
Do you know what this is, Hartog?
If you have mie...
you need a trap.
I know where they're hiding.
RADIO ANNOUNCER: This is Armed Forces Radio.
Today is the day. Today is D-day.
At 0630 hours, Allied forces...
under the command of General Dwight D. Eisenhower...
landed on beaches throughout Normandy.
Fighting is heavy, but victory is assured.
To the people of Western Europe, we say...
be strong, have faith, stand firm.
1944 will be the year ofyour liberation.
My girls, we made it.
Just think of it, Anne.
We'll be bak in shool in Otober.
Shool.
[Knok on door]
-Hello. -Hello.
I know there's going to be a elebration later, right?
But I just want to be the first to say it.
So happy fifteenth birthday.
[Laughs] Oh, thank you, Peter.
They're lovely.
Miep bought them for me.
Cost me everything I had.
It's worth it to see you smile.
[Laughs]
What are you doing?
Can't believe I was so innoent when I wrote some of this.
I'm trying to make it better.
I'm dreaming of turning it into a novel.
Does it have a title yet?
Maybe the...
Blossomings ofan Ugly Duckling.
[Whispers] Or The Seret Annexe.
You must say something.
Why make trouble? Van Maarsen won't say anything.
He's got his reasons.
What about the neighbors?
Maybe they've heard something-- pipes, people talking.
-God knows what. -I'm staying out of it.
They'll ath you !
They'll find out you've been hiding from them !
Why didn't you report when you were supposed to?
Have you thought about what will happen?
Of ourse I've thought about it!
How long will you wait?
Until the Gestapo omes to take you away?
What shall I do then?
Who ares about a bunh of Jews?
They've got it oming to them anyway.
It's our lives I'm talking about, Lemmert.
OTTO: There's fig ing at Caen.
Aording to the reports...
won't be long now.
Do you think it's suh a good idea...
your spending so muh time in the atti?
Don't you think you should do your homework in your room?
Daddy, you of all people know what Mr. Pfeffer's like.
Your father's trying to say...
that you're spending a little bit too muh time with Peter.
I don't understand. Are we doing something wrong?
o, no. Um...
it's just, uh...
you enourage him a little too muh, I think.
You should set limits.
Don't you like him?
I think he has potential, yes.
OTTO: But this is the wrong environment...
for an infatuation...
and I must say I'm not ertain I approve of all the neking.
I hate that word !
Just don't take things too seriously.
That's all we're asking.
I think I'm old enough now to make my own deisions.
Besides, he likes my smile.
Ever sine I was little...
I used to think my parents had the perfet marriage.
I an't remember ever one hearing them argue.
[Meow]
Daddy even used to serve Mummy breakfast in bed.
I an't piture my father doing that for my mother.
Probably hit him with the tray.
Or vie versa.
Mummy loves Daddy. I'm sure of that.
But sometimes I think Daddy married her...
beause he thought she would be a good wife.
Do you see the differene?
I asked Daddy about it one.
You know what he said? "Your mother's very dutiful."
Dutiful.
I want so muh more than that.
HERMANN: I say...
let the azis kill eah other.
Less work for the British and the Russians.
This time next month...
We'll be having our Shabbat meal in freedom.
This is not a meal. This is garbage.
Your people ould be doing more for us.
Mr. Pfeffer, how ould you say something like that?
ANNE: Have you thought about what would happen...
if Miep were aught with one of your little pakages...
from Charlotte?
FRITZ: Now you even begrudge me my Charlotte.
You think you're the only lonely person in the world?
AUGUSTE: Yes, those in glass houses...
What's that supposed to mean?
This modern household of yours.
It's the same argument over and over again.
Some people never learn.
You ould afford to take some lessons, too.
You're selfish, you're hysterial, and you're pushy!
I am not pushy!
As if you were some ideal mother--
you an't even ontrol your own son.
HERMANN: Wait a minute!
-Just please be quiet! -Sit down !
Stop telling me what to do!
Somebody's been a bad influene.
I'm proud of you.
I suppose I just finally had enough.
[Laughs]
[Both laugh]
It's a beautiful story.
Do you really think so?
Everyone would be amazed to know that you had this in you.
People would just think I was being silly--or worse.
Margot, do you remember the stories...
Daddy used to tell us about the two Paulas?
Of ourse. Good Paula and bad Paula.
Everyone expets me to be bad Paula...
so I try not to disappoint them.
Good Paula's just for me.
I keep her here.
I don't let her out in publi.
Well...
why not show them who you really are?
The good Paula's not strong enough.
She hides and lets bad Paula do the talking...
exept in my diary.
Well, whihever one of you wrote this...
I think it's very fine.
You know, you are old enough to know by now.
There's no harm in being yourself.
I try, Margot.
Really, I do.
It's just other people keep getting in the way.
[Door opens]
Well, good night.
Good night.
[Telephone rings]
Just a seond.
[Ring]
Hello?
I...
I have information.
lnformation? lnformation about what?
About...
about some Jews...
at 263 Lindtstradt...
somewhere in the bak building.
Hey!
What's the problem?
Kenya.
airobi?
-Hungary. -Budapest.
Where's the boss?
Upstairs.
Don't move. Don't even flinh.
Arrest her.
MA: Against the wall.
You have been denouned.
All right, you, let's go!
Come!
Valkyries? Those who foretell the future.
[Knok on wall]
ow show us what's behind that bookase.
And what's orway?
Oslo.
ln.
Gestapo.
[Speaking German]
MA: Let's go!
MAN: Nobody move!
SECOND MAN: All right, get up, get up!
-They're in here. -Hands up.
MAN: Take them down!
AE: Aah !
Move!
[Man speaking German]
MAN: quickly, quickly!
All right, move.
Move!
MAN: That's it.
Money?
Valuables?
You'll find a strongbox in the loset.
Go get it.
[Offier opens strongbox]
[Sobs]
Start paking.
You've got five minutes.
[Bep crying] No.
Bep, listen to me. I want you to go to my house.
Tell my wife what's happened and don't ome bak.
Yes.
MIEP: Go now. There's no guard.
OK.
Go.
There's still time. You an go, too.
o. I stay.
[Pfeffer rying]
It's all right, Mr. Pfeffer.
You'lI see her again soon.
I'm sure of it.
Oh, Anne.
[Sobs]
What's in this trunk?
othing of any value-- not to you.
Memories.
This is a soldier's trunk. Where did you get it?
It's mine.
Yes. I was a reserve offier in the first World War.
But...
But why didn't you register as a veteran?
SERGEANT: Youu would've been sent to Theresienstadt.
You would've been treated deently.
Take your time... Lieutenant.
[Speaking German]
[Shouts in German]
[Speaking German]
Finish your paking.
MA: lnside.
You, in here.
Miep, see that you stay out of it.
Salvage what you an.
[Shouts in German]
The Gestapo's here.
Get rid of these. I think he's from Vienna.
Go, go, go!
I'm ready, Pim.
[lmitates gunshot]
So, you have nothing to say?
Either one of you?
o. othing.
[Snaps fingers]
Well, now it's your turn.
You're from Vienna. So am I.
I heard it right away.
Papers?
You get out.
Gies.
Like the name of the business, yes?
Strange that your husband isn't here.
Have you no shame?
SERGEANT: What am I going to do with you?
[Speaking German]
[Shouts in German]
As far as I'm onerned, you an stay here and rot.
Consider it a personal favor.
But if you leave, we'll seize your husband.
You keep your hands off my husband.
He has nothing to do with this. It's my affair.
Don't be stupid. You're both in this up to your neks.
SERGEANT: We'll be back to check on you.
God help you if you're not here.
MAN: Bring them over here.
SECOND MAN: quickly, move.
MAN: All right, close it up.
SECOND MAN: Come on.
Get the keys, lok the plae up.
o. You're not supposed to take anything.
This is...Anne's diary.
Bep, help me pik this up.
Bep, help me.
VA MAARSE: Quikly, before he omes bak.
Where have they taken them?
To Gestapo headquarters, I should think.
After that...
-lt was so awful. -Enough.
Aren't you going to read it?
o. This belongs to Anne.
When she omes bak, I'll give it to her.
P.A.: Allprisoners proceed to the platform.
No talking.
Allprisoners proceed to the platform.
No talking.
[Man speaking German]
MAN: Seven, eight, nine, ten...
eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen...
[Man speaking German]
[Train whistle blows]
MA: Welome to the Jerusalem of Holland.
Registration is at the far end. Just follow the rowd.
MAN: We're allJews here.
The Germans let us run the place.
That's "S" Barracks.
Watch out you don't end up there.
The place is a little dirty...
but we've got everything you need...
to make yourselfcomfortable...
and we've got lots of work to keep you busy.
What are we going to do? We're already filled up.
It's no good.
Things don't look so bad.
Make ourselves useful. Stik it out.
MAN: Next.
Name?
Frank. Otto Frank.
This is my wife Edith...
and my daughters Anne and Margot.
"S" Barraks.
OTTO: Ifl may, I'd like to request...
that my daughters be assigned to kithen duties.
I an do anything. I'm very handy.
o privileges for riminals of "S" Barraks.
OTTO: May I ask of what crime we're accused?
Failure to report to an order. ext.
-It's not a rime, sir. -ext.
lt doesn't make us riminals, sir.
ANNE: So then FredAstaire takes Ginger Rogers...
in his arms, and they dance and dance and dance.
Wath it.
Work.
Before the war, she went to every movie she ould.
I an't wait to see all the pitures I missed.
Thanks to all the magazines...
she already knows all the plots by heart.
They an't touh us.
I heard one of the other women talking.
She said the Allies have taken Paris...
and they're marhing through Belgium now.
ls that the latest from the JPA?
What's the JPA?
The Jewish Press Ageny.
Every day, a different rumor.
JANNY: The Allies are here, there, everywhere.
They say there hasn't been a transport in two months.
-Maybe there's hope. -There's always hope, Janny--
as long as we work hard.
That's my father's motto-- work and hope.
[Laughing and hattering]
ANNE: And then Mrs. quackenbush began to quack.
She quacked and she quacked and she quacked.
"Stop that infernal quaking..."
ried the swan...
and he put his wings over his ears.
ANNE: But Mrs. quackenbush did not stop--
not until the big black swan flew away.
She waited to see if the swan would come back...
but he never did...
so she gathered her duklings around her...
and together they swam off happily ever after.
And do you know what they sang?
ALL: Quak, quak, quak!
That's right. "Quak, quak, quak."
They love your stories.
Do you think we ould arrange for me to visit more often?
I'll try.
They don't have parents to tell them stories anymore.
[Children laugh]
[Musi playing faintly]
When we're liberated...
I'm going to get all the paper I an find...
and start my stories over again.
Did I tell you I was working on a novel?
o.
I don't think so.
Well, I was.
I didn't know how to finish it, but now I do.
I an't wait to get started again.
It's going to be a romane, but not sentimental, mind you.
I've grown too old for that.
Do you remember how you told me one...
how you were ashamed of being Jewish?
Mm-hmm.
The hosen people.
Chosen for what? This?
We've suffered before, and it's only made us stronger.
One day, people will look up to us.
Yeah, if there are any of us left.
I used to take so muh for granted...
like the sky.
Do you see those stars?
We had a lub alled the Little Dipper one--
Jaque, Hannah, Sanne, and me-- one star for eah of us.
And whih one were you?
That one.
Mm-hmm. Well, I should've known.
Tomorrow, a transport will leave this amp.
[Crowd hattering]
-Quiet! -[Chattering stops]
The O.D.s are preparing lists.
lnmates seleted for this transport...
will be allowed to take with them...
all belongings surrendered upon arrival.
I look forward to personally seeing you off...
and wishing you bon voyage.
MAN: Back to your barracks now!
[Crowd murmuring]
There must be something you an do.
You've got to keep us off their lists.
There isn't a string in this amp I haven't tried to pull.
The only language they understand is barter.
We've got nothing to trade.
I'm not sure it would do any good even if we had.
The Jew traitors here are worse than the azis...
saving their own skins.
In their plae, you'd do something different?
Ach.
We're like Job, waiting in the ashes while they play God.
o. lt was different for Job.
Job didn't have to squat like an animal...
in front of strangers...
Job was not driven from his homeland...
and Job ould argue bak.
Attention !
[People murmuring]
Get in line!
Step forward when your name is alled.
Brandes, Janny.
Lubinsky, lsaa.
WOMAN: Brandes, Lientje.
MAN: Frank, Otto.
WOMAN: Frank, Margot.
Frank-Hollander, Edith.
MAN: Van Pels, Hermann.
WOMAN: Frank, Anneliese.
MAN: Van Pels, Peter.
WOMAN: Van Pels-Rutgen, Auguste.
MAN: Pfeffer, Fritz.
[Shivering]
Come outside there.
lt doesn't make any sense.
Anyone with brains an see the Germans are losing the war.
What an we matter to them now?
othing makes sense anymore, Mr. Pfeffer--
not to me.
As long as my family stay together.
MAN: Stay together.
MAN: Come on, come on.
TEACHER: All right, now. Do you have your report cards?
Let me see them.
Make sure you give them to the teaher at the next amp.
-GIRL: Yes, I will. -SECOND GIRL: We will.
[Man shouts in German]
[Door shuts]
[Train whistle blows]
[Train lurhes forward]
CROWD: Ohh !
[Loud thump]
Still in Germany, I think.
I'm not sure.
Everywhere just looks bombed to piees.
Well, it's something, anyway.
Maybe they bombed the traks.
That's possible, isn't it, Mr. Frank?
Yes, it's possible.
I'm going to take off the red pathes.
Wherever we're going...
we are not going as ommon riminals.
[People oughing]
[Coughs]
[People oughing]
[Train whistle blows]
[People oughing]
[Coughs]
[Crying]
[Man shouting in German]
[Dogs barking]
[Train stops]
[Soldiers shouting in German]
[Shouting, dogs barking]
BOY: No! Mama!
Aah !
Don't let go!
Peter! Peter!
[Soldiers shouting in German]
[Blow lands]
o, no! Peter!
o!
AE: Pim !
Pim !
Pim, ome bak! Pim !
Anne!
Pim !
Margot! o!
Pim !
[Sobs]
Pim ! Pim !
Anne!
Father!
Pim ! Pim !
SOLDIER: Hey, ome on !
[Shouting in German]
[Speaking German]
[Soldiers shouting in German]
[Shouting]
[Soldier speaking German]
Did you say good-bye to your father, your brother?
Youu won't see them again. They are in the gas chambers.
-EDITH: Don't listen to her. -Shut up, you.
[Crying]
Unh.
Ahh.
Unh.
Aah !
[Sobbing]
[Teeth hatter]
[Door opens]
[Both shouting in German]
[Shouting, dogs barking]
Hmmph.
[Speaking German]
[Truk door loses]
Line up!
[Barking]
Women seleted for this transport...
will be sent to a work amp to work on munitions.
[Whispering] If they ask your age, say sixteen.
OFFICER: Transport.
Transport.
Age?
Sixteen.
Sabies.
You're staying here.
OFFICER: Send her to Crosse Block.
I'm staying with my daughter.
I have sabies, too.
SOLDIER: Move along.
I talked to Anne last night.
The dotor said they ould leave that horrible plae.
When?
Today, she said.
And the sun is shining.
[Coughs]
EDITH: It's dangerous for them there.
I should've gone with them.
[Shouting in German]
[Offier speaking German]
[Prisoners oughing]
The sabies blok-- there has been a seletion.
The hildren?
[Sobbing]
[Soldier shouting in German]
[Sobbing]
[Dogs barking]
[Soldiers shouting in German]
[Shouts in German]
[Soldiers shouting in German]
WOMAN: Here. Here.
[Wind blowing]
Margot, what has happened?
[Sreaming]
Aah !
This way.
ANNE: Lientje? Janny?
Anne?
JANNY: Margot.
[Sighs]
Thank God.
Ohh.
[Wind stops]
[Birds hirping]
Listen, Margot. Birds.
I've forgotten about birds.
You never saw them in Birkenau.
othing lived there.
Birds of prey.
Savengers.
That's all that's left.
[Squeaking]
[People oughing]
That's the Star Camp.
They are saving those Jews...
to exhange them for German prisoners.
They have food over there.
Better be areful.
If they ath you, they'll shoot you.
I'll kill you, you thieving bith !
Mrs. Van Pels?
AUGUSTE: Oh, to find you here after all these weeks...
months...
Your mother was beside herseIf with grief...
when she heard about the transport.
She didn't ome with you?
Seleted.
AUGUSTE: Every day, there were trains.
It was because ofthe Russians is what I heard.
Only sixty miles away...
they're emptying all the Polish amps.
We don't believe in rumors anymore.
Oh, an't you make her stop?
Typhus.
You'll get used to it. You get used to everything.
[People oughing]
Anne.
Anne, wake up.
There's somebody on the other side of the fene...
and I think it's your friend Hannah.
-Hannah? -Hannah.
The other side.
[Whispering] Hannah.
Hannah.
ANNE: Hannah.
Hannah.
ls it really you?
What are you doing here?
You're supposed to be in Switzerland.
lt was only a story so they wouldn't ome looking for us.
We were hiding in Daddy's offie.
I ouldn't tell anybody.
Gabi. ls she here?
She had an infetion, but she's all right now.
Someone's taking are of her.
It's father I'm worried about.
HANNAH: He's so sick.
They took him to the hospital.
I pray for him every night.
I used to pray for you, too, Anne.
HANNAH: Iprayed that your family was safe.
I have no family.
[Sobbing] Only Margot.
[Hannah whispering] Youur father?
Youur mother?
My father's dead.
ANNE: They sent him to the gas chambers.
But your mother?
Seleted.
The himney was smoking so blak.
It's too horrible. I an't believe it.
They've taken everything, Hannah.
Everything.
ANNE: It's so cold here.
The lie are rawling over my lothes.
There's no food.
Everything I find I give to Margot beause she's so weak.
We got a Red Cross pakage today.
It isn't muh, but it's something.
Wait.
Anne.
I'm here.
I'll throw it over.
ANNE: Be careful.
Aah !
-Anne? -Aah !
HANNAH: What's happening?
Anne?
HANNAH: Tell me!
[Sobbing]
She took it. She took my food !
HANNAH: I'll try again if I can.
Come bak tomorrow.
Please try. Please try.
Yes, I promise. Tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
I got it.
Oh, soks. Thank you. Thank you so muh, Hannah.
Meet me here. ot tomorrow, but the next day.
HANNAH: Wait for me.
I'll wait. I have so muh I want to tell you.
Me, too.
[Men talking]
I have to go. The guards. Until then.
[Coughing]
[Whispering] Soks.
Put this in your mouth.
Mery...
o! Go away.
HANNAH: Anne?
Anne, are you there?
Can you hear me?
Anne?
I'm sorry I ouldn't meet you the way I said I would.
They told us we were going to be exhanged.
Finally, after all this waiting.
You should've seen father.
He got dressed in his best suit, even in the hospital.
He...
he died in that suit.
And now they say we're not going to be exhanged after all.
Why are they so ruel?
You're the only person I have left to talk to.
You and Gabi, but she's not old enough to understand yet.
I don't understand.
Oh, Anne. Where are you?
WOMAN: Anne?
What's happened? Where are your lothes?
I threw them away.
I feel the lie rawling all over me...
ithing--ithing all the time.
I'll try to organize something for you.
Whih barrak are you in?
One of these.
You have to ome.
Margot is very sik.
Everyone's sik. My sister, too.
I'll ome when I an. ow get bak inside.
Take some bread.
Do you remember how...
how I was always taking are of you when you were little?
It's my turn to take are of you now.
lt doesn't matter anymore.
o. You an't leave me here.
Tell me a story, Anne.
I used to...I used to love your stories.
Pim's stories were always muh better than mine.
Poor Pim.
Well, you're still going to be a writer there, won't you?
And he'd like that.
Do you remember how we talked about it?
About...about what we were going to do...
after the war?
What were you going to be?
I an't--I an't remember.
Yes, you an. You have to.
A nurse. That's what you told me.
That's right.
A nurse.
A nurse in Palestine.
Paris or London, that's where I'm going.
See the world.
[Birds awing]
Birds.
Listen, Margot.
Margot.
o, you'll wake her!
[Seagulls rying]
MIEP: Mr. Frank.
Miep.
It's good to see you.
And Edith?
She's not oming bak.
Let's go inside.
After we were liberated by the Russians...
I found someone who had known Edith in the women's amp.
Starvation.
She was hoarding bread under her blanket in the hospital...
for her hildren and her husband she said.
OTTO: Ifher body had only held out for two more weeks.
I'm sorry, Mr. Frank.
The azis dynamited the gas hambers, you know...
to over their traks.
That wasn't enough for them. That's when the marhes began.
I begged Peter not to go, to stay behind.
He was looking after me then.
I don't know what happened to him...
or to Mr. Pfeffer.
Mr. Van Pels I saw with my own eyes...
being taken to the gas hamber.
He was in the barraks when he should've been at work.
He...
He just gave up.
And you an never do that.
ever.
And the girls? Do you have any news?
Only rumors.
So many of the women were deported to Germany.
I live in hope.
Have you seen--
ls this the Bergen-Belsen list?
You. I need to speak to you.
I'm looking for information about my daughters.
They were sent to Bergen-Belsen.
You have to fill out a form.
I have filled out a form. I've filled out five forms.
We an add their names to a list, then we'll ontat you.
Their names are Anne Frank and Margot Frank...
WOMAN: Does it say if they were transferred?
My name is Janny Brandes.
I was in Bergen-Belsen with Anne and Margot Frank.
Do you have any information?
Follow me.
[Rings bell]
WOMAN: Who is it?
Mrs. Brandes?
JANNY: Yes.
Otto Frank. I believe you saw my daughters at Bergen-Belsen.
[Door unloking]
Come in.
Miep.
Margot and Anne are not oming bak.
[Door opens]
[Clok tiking]
[Miep leaves]