Ayran Papers (2026)

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- Hi. You must be Helga.

I'm Erin.

Part of the documentary crew.

How was your journey?

It's lovely to meet you.

- Let's get this done.

- Yeah. That's good.

- Can I...

Can I get you something?

- No.

- Okay.

I don't think she

likes me very much.

- Ooh.

They, uh, gave you

everything you need.

- Yes. Thank you.

- Uh, we haven't been

formally introduced.

Uri Glou.

True accord consists of not

merely forgetting the past.

- Helga. My name is

Helga Bahlmann.

- All of us who are members

of the Germanic peoples

can be happy and thankful

that once in thousands

of years,

fate has given us, from among

the Germanic peoples,

such a genius, a leader,

our Fhrer, Adolf Hitler

and you should be happy to

be allowed to work with us.

Heinrich Himmler.

- I know who said it.

- We're ready.

- Don't watch the clock.

Just do what it does.

Keep going.

- Why would I be angry

with this child?

Her immaturity shone

through as she was so young.

Or should I not forgive

her childish behaviour?

Could faults be

found in the horror

or the monster she

was becoming

when she realised

but didn't say no?

Curiosity and fate spoke more

directly to her than conscience.

- My feelings can...

perhaps be imagined,

but they can hardly

be described.

- Have I tried to forgive myself

for doing all those things?

Would it have made

any difference?

- Leave your confessional

for others to judge.

- Show her around

- Helga.

- Giselle.

- Where are they going?

- Patrol.

- Let's find you a room.

- Don't look.

- It's the Strasburg's.

- They are not

concerned with us.

We're fine.

They've got three

children William,

maybe I should bring

them some food.

- My love.

We spoke about this.

It does not pay to get

involved with these things.

- The Meyers said

they're building something

in Flossenburg.

Well, perhaps the Meyers

should pay more attention

to their business.

Last time I was in there,

it took me almost ten minutes

to get a loaf of bread.

This is why the soldiers

come in the night.

- It could be like Dachau...

another concentration camp.

Emily, stop,

we do not know these things.

These thoughts are bad for you.

Too many of them voiced out

loud will scare the children.

Look as bad as you.

- Judith, what are you

doing out of bed?

- I heard screaming outside.

- Come on.

See?

Your brother's asleep.

- He's not asleep.

He's just pretending,

trying to get me in trouble.

- Come on.

Don't forget Teddy Scrumpkins.

He needs his sleep, too.

Are you scared, mummy,

because we're Jewish?

- Now what sort of a person

would tell you

something like that?

All right.

As you're a very

clever little girl,

you're forcing me to tell you.

Your grandfather was German,

and now that's all anyone knows

or thinks about when they shop

in your father's store.

We're an essential business.

- But the Stromberg's

are Jewish.

- Well, the Stromberg's

aren't us.

Sleep time now.

- Night, mummy.

- Good night, my baby.

Good night, Teddy Scrumpkins.

Mwah.

- Aunt Janine makes the

best apple strudel.

- Strudel

is only for Passover.

It's a sin to eat it

apart from then.

- Of course it's not a sin.

You couldn't eat it all

before the holiday ended,

unless you were a pig.

- Seven days and eight nights.

Anything left after

that is spoiled.

- Grandmother puts extra

sugar in her strudel,

which is cheating because

it stays better for longer,

and I don't like it,

it's too sweet for me.

- I actually prefer

grandmother's strudel.

All the others are too tart.

- Benjamin, stop using

words I don't understand.

- Um, can we take a break?

- We can't stop yet.

We need to keep walking another

couple of miles at least.

- Miles is a lot of walking.

I have shorter legs than you.

- Um, how much further,

can you guess?

- That's not

important right now.

What is important is that we

get as much distance covered

as we can before dark.

Benjamin, remember, you

need to make it last, okay?

- Why didn't you bring more?

- Come on, let's get going.

- Going where?

Do you even know

where we are going?

- I think, um,

maybe we need to head

down to the river.

We can find a

crossing from there.

- I can't swim.

- Won't the bridge

have checkpoints?

You said to avoid checkpoints.

- Benjamin, look,

I'm trying here.

We'll figure something out,

I promise you.

- I'm not filled with a

lot of confidence, Gisella.

- Be nice to her, Benjamin,

please.

- Ssh.

- I'm scared.

- Are they here for us?

- No. At least I...

I hope not.

- Mr. Stromberg, the baker.

- We know this man.

- Come. We need to hide quickly.

- They have teddy Scrumpkins.

- Don't look.

- Are you okay?

- I'll be fine.

- They took Teddy Scrumpkins.

- I...I'm sorry.

I'll get you another one.

- It won't be the same.

I had Teddy Scrumpkins forever.

- We need to travel quickly.

We're still far too

close to the town.

- They got teddy Scrumpkins.

- Why did you leave him there?

They almost found us.

- I'm sorry.

- We cannot be caught.

Not now, not out here,

do you understand me?

- Yes. I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry.

It's okay.

You didn't ask for any

of this, Benjamin.

None of us did.

Come with me quickly.

Go!

- A Spanish fraulein.

- A Franco soldier.

- Spain should be on the list.

- Now now, Sergeant.

No need to make

our guest nervous.

You are part of the

program, my little angel.

This is just my way

of instilling in you

the benefits of getting along.

You have no idea the

amount of trouble a bunch

of hormonally charged women

can cause in one place.

- There will be no trouble.

- There'll be no trouble.

- Normal and boring.

That's what suits this program.

I'm sure your

family would agree.

No one cares.

- Look! All sewn in.

I'm officially a

member of the program.

How long, how long do you

think before they do a pairing?

Come on, please tell me.

- Look, I don't know, Helga.

They tell me as

much as they do you.

- Mine will be handsome or rich.

All songs aside, perhaps

from a rich family.

Or maybe both.

Synni, sing me a song?

- I'm not a phonograph, Helga.

- Besides, she only

sings for her friends.

- Are we not friends

in here, Synni?

- It's all right,

Heidi, I don't mind.

I will sing for this lost mulch.

- What did you call me?

- Helga.

Look, not all of us are as

happy to be here as you.

- I know that.

Call me names, Heidi.

But this program is

important to Fhrer.

I am of true German blood,

and they will pair me

with a partner of my choosing.

We are the future of the Reich.

- There is no future, Helga.

- Why are you a believer, Helga?

- Fhrer has commanded it.

We are the entitled ones,

after all.

Oh, not the master race.

Well if you do not agree then

I don't know why you're here.

- I do not agree.

Cadet 1138 ready for duty, sir.

- So it finally arrived?

- Yes. By mail.

My mother is very proud.

- How do you get your

collar so stiff, Helga?

- Hot-iron technique,

my captain.

It takes practice.

Closer. Closer.

You have to follow the seam.

Follow the seam.

- Oh!

- You're not late.

- She apologises, captain.

- No apologies, captain.

- Exemplary uniform, Cadet.

- Thank you, my captain.

- Maybe some of the other girls

could learn from your example.

- Yes, maybe they could.

- Father

would never allow

your boots to be that muddy.

- Well, father's

not here right now,

so my boots can be

as muddy as I choose.

- It's going to take a

long time to clean those boots.

- Somehow I do not

think it will matter.

- Are you frightened?

- Yes I am,

I'm scared.

- Look, when we

get to the border,

your aunt will

buy you new shoes.

- If she's still alive.

- Please don't say things

like that, Benjamin.

- We haven't seen our aunty

for the longest time.

- Our aunt is a Jewish woman

on the German-French border.

If the Nazis haven't got her,

she's long since fled.

- You'd be surprised.

Not many people would abandon

their family so easily.

- You did.

- I...

- These two troublemakers

will push all your buttons just

so they could stay up all night.

Especially this little one.

- Don't worry, professor,

I think I'll be okay.

- You be good, my lovelies.

- What time are

you getting home?

- You don't need to

worry about that.

You just go to bed when

Gisella tells you to.

We shouldn't be too long

after the presentation.

- Now she's banning

drinks and socialising.

- Go and enjoy your evening.

We'll be all right

here, won't we, huh?

- She should have her

bath in the next hour.

- Why can't I go to bed at

the same time as Benjamin?

- Oh, this again?

It's because your

brother is older.

- I hate being the youngest.

- Well, that's just how it is.

- Go enjoy your evening.

I can hold down the fort here.

- Come on, trouble.

- Thanks, Gisella.

- They found me a room.

I mean...sorry. I'll wait.

- What's good in life, cadet?

- Furtherance of the Reich.

Wisdom of our Fhrer.

Subjugation of our enemies.

- Verbatim and correct, cadet.

You nervous, miss home?

- I do not.

- Family, mother perhaps?

- I do not.

My father was

lieutenant in Luftwaffe.

I do not wish to be paired

with anyone of lower rank.

- Ambition is welcomed

and will serve you well.

Were you close to your father?

- He was closer to my brother.

But he did take me hunting

and taught me how to sh**t.

- Why here?

So far from home?

- Females aren't

allowed to fight

despite willingness and ability.

Choices are

restricted for women.

Risks escalate,

but reward is the same.

- Our work here is seen as

endeavours of Frankenstein

and madness.

- Yet you know the Fhrer.

- That is the notoriety to

which my firm is associated.

Don't worry about the sergeant.

I had lunch with the Fhrer

once in Berlin with my uncle.

He was commanding officers

on action in Austria.

- A great honour, captain.

- Information you already had

and just wanted to confirm.

- I wish to serve

the Fatherland.

- So young.

Coming so far to join us.

- I believe in destiny and fate.

Both of which have

brought me here.

Furtherance of the Reich.

- What luck for our rulers that

women don't think too much.

- Oh! Shut up!

Christ!

Get rid of them!

- Uncle, it's so

good to see you.

- And you, my girl.

Get dressed.

For your hangover.

- Whatever it is,

the answer is no.

- Shut up, you idiot!

Just shut up.

- I barely got back

from the Austrian front.

I'm taking my ten days' leave.

- Front? Front?

That isn't a front, you

wouldn't know a front if it...

All leave has been cancelled.

- sh*t! Really?

They're doing it, aren't they?

Finally!

This is a fight we've been

spoiling for for a long time.

- Frankly, yes.

The Fhrer, in his infinite

wisdom, has decided on Poland.

- Bloody Poland?

- He sees it as poking the bear.

All rank and file at the ready.

- Uncle, but you can't,

you promised.

- Why do you think I'm here?

I've not forgotten.

- How many men?

- He wants everyone.

Everyone.

- So we're all in?

Germany will either be a world

power or will not be at all.

- At least eviscerate

the British.

Uncle was lost to the

first Battle of Aisne.

He'll have his truth.

- It is not the

truth that matters.

We don't have the numbers

to beat the French.

- Whoever lights the

torch of w*r in Europe

wishes for nothing but chaos.

- We strike first,

deliver the first blow.

- With the kind of numbers

the French have amassed

there will be plenty of fight

left before this is done.

Mark my words.

A shift of focus

within the SS ranks

has seen our family stock rise

and I have been assigned a

number of special projects.

- Special? What is special?

- Ursula, shut up and

let the man speak.

- A project called Lebensborn.

I have taken the lead

role in Stuttgart.

It is part of the

Fhrer's master race plan,

so it will be recognized.

- Don't think me

a coward, Wagner.

- The project's already

been running in Munich

for three years, with

varying degrees of success.

And it comes with a promotion.

- How long?

- The rank of captain

with a year in Stuttgart whilst

the offensive takes place.

- How long?

- One.

Maybe two.

- Two years?

- Ursula can visit as

often as she likes.

These clashes are an

evolutionary possibility,

which will enable us one day

to create a Germanic Reich.

- I'll be fighting sheep by

the time I get to the w*r.

- Do not be an imbecile.

Our family lost 15

members in the last w*r.

You lost two uncles, one of

whom died saving my life.

There will be no repeat.

Understand and rejoice in that.

Tomorrow morning, be ready.

If I appear as a revolutionary,

then it is as a revolutionary

against revolution.

Goodbye, Ursula.

- Girls.

This isn't a holiday.

You're part of Lebensborn.

Full uniform when not

in the house is expected.

Try to conduct yourself

with dignity at all times.

Do not bring the

programme into disrepute.

Or the sergeant here

will have to punish you.

I was joking about the sergeant.

Let's get you a uniform.

- What are you doing here,

Margaret?

Where's your grandfather?

- I'm sorry, father.

They arrested Granddad Manns.

They said he was a spy.

- It's okay. It's okay.

You just have to be strong now.

- You've been gone so long.

I don't know what to do.

Please, just tell me what to do.

- Don't say anything

to anyone here.

I'll think of

something, I promise.

You need to go now,

but don't let anyone know.

Just pretend it's normal.

And that we're just strangers.

- Margaret Shultz?

This way.

Daylight's a wasting.

- Helga! Hurry up, there

are others waiting.

- You remind me of when

I was younger, Heidi.

I didn't know as much.

- God damn you, Helga.

You'd make an

exceptional stranger.

- We'll now not all

be ready on time.

- Maybe you should

sing to her, Synni.

Melt the b*tch's heart.

- I am more than my singing.

- Helga, it takes four seconds

to get out of the bathroom.

I'll give you two.

- Any woman who relies on

her face is a fool, Helga.

- I can fix that.

- You have not thought

this through.

- Helga has her way out of this

shitty programme, and so do I.

- Forget about Helga.

She's a juck.

Look, to get to the border,

you're going to need transport.

It's too far to walk.

- I have provisions

enough for two days.

We'll get to the French border,

and then I'll call

for resistance.

- Not if you're caught.

- Don't tell.

I plan to go cross country.

Oh, promise you'll be true.

- It's not me that you

need to worry about.

- Helga,

get out of that darn bathroom.

- You don't have to

worry about him.

- Look, just promise me

that you'll reconsider.

- Hmm.

- It's like they do

not wish to be here.

- Every girl comes to

her own story, Helga.

- It is time, captain.

- As you know,

today is a special day.

Your efforts today will be

celebrated and remembered

now and forever.

As a victory over our enemies.

And the betterment of the Reich.

- We are very excited, captain.

- Yes, captain.

Our special day.

- Heidi.

- It is a day for our

nation, captain.

- Correct. Heidi.

You have been chosen to bring

glory to the Fatherland.

Heidi.

Private Lang.

Giselle.

Private Hoffmann.

Well, go to your girl,

Private Hoffmann.

No need to goose-step here.

You too Lang.

- Do you think it's empty?

- I don't know, maybe.

- I'm tired.

- It's getting dark and

we need a place to stay.

We've been walking

for 15 or more hours,

and there's no way that

we're going to the border.

- I know.

- Well do something.

- I know, I'm thinking.

- Great. You're thinking.

- Look, what do you

want me to say, hmm?

This is difficult for me too,

you know.

All right, I'll go check it out.

Just stay here.

What are you doing?

I told you to wait.

- Is it empty?

- I think so, but it's locked.

- You

could break a window.

- And then I was

stationed over in Calais

where I was overlooking

the building of sea defences.

It's your move.

- Sorry?

- Ah, it's your move.

- Oh.

Um.

- Something tells me

you're a bit of a genius.

- What?

- Uh, that move that you just

made is actually a very famous,

documented attack by a Russian

chess master back in 1919.

It was actually called the,

uh, Indian king's attack.

- Oh. Sorry.

- Oh.

Excuse me.

It's not an ill*gal move.

I was merely just

pointing out that

you seemed to know

the game very well.

- So it appears I'm still

waiting on my beau, captain.

- I'll discipline that

private when he shows up.

He's very rude.

- Private?

How low you think

of my ambition.

- So you consider yourself

to be officer material then,

do you, Helga?

- At the very least.

So what officer did

you have in mind?

Or should I report this

t*rd to my captain?

- The sergeant and I

racked our brains for hours

trying to find a match

suitable for your beauty.

But no, no, we couldn't

find anyone suitable.

A beauty of your calibre does

require someone more deserving.

- Filled with confusion,

captain.

Not to find a match

in this programme?

Oh, woe is me.

- I can assure you

that a lot of thought

has gone into finding you a...

- A match that keeps me waiting.

- I would be frightened

beyond my wits.

- Tonight.

I've been thinking.

And it has to be tonight.

- Please

excuse my friend.

I'll have that water now.

This might be too soon.

- Listen, I do not want to be

with child when I escape from

here.

- If you go missing

the captain,

he'll use the soldiers

to help find you.

- I told her this.

- Helga.

Helga will be my subterfuge.

Men are easily distracted.

- Margaret, please.

- If you wait, I...

There might be.

I might want to help you.

- Sergeant will find you.

- No he won't.

I cannot explain, but

my plans have been made

and my mind is set.

Synni, come with me.

- I'm not that brave.

- So, may I ask, how

long have you been

a part of the

Lebensborn programme.

- Well, this doesn't sound

like small talk, Hans.

- I mean, I don't want

to offend you, I just...

If possible, I'd like

to know more about you

and understand maybe why

you joined the programme.

- Joined?

You make it sound

like it was a choice.

It doesn't matter.

- It all seems a little odd.

I, too am a little nervous,

but I would like to try and

ease any of your worries.

- Look, Hans, you seem sweet.

Come on, you're only

following orders

just like everyone else in here,

including me.

Believe it or not,

not all of us are volunteers.

- I don't...

Maybe we should

change the subject.

Um, so

where abouts in Spain

do you come from?

- Show me.

Show me.

The list they gave you,

the questions

when you were paired with me.

You see.

You were doing so much

better on your own.

- This was going well?

I can never tell.

I don't really know many women.

Well, other than my mother

and my sister and...

- It's fine.

I understand.

- Gisella, wait, please.

Gisella, wait, please, please.

Look, I'm sorry.

I was meant to give

this to you earlier.

I know it's part of the ritual,

I just left it in my coat.

- Hans, you're your own person.

You've done nothing wrong but...

Or maybe you should think that

not all orders

should be followed.

- You have concerns,

I understand that,

but in my defence, we did

get to choose our own flower.

Um, it's a Valencia rose.

I thought you might

miss Spain,

and it would remind

you of better times.

- Well, that was very

thoughtful of you,

but I just believe that

romance is best left in novels.

- I will not be the reason

for you getting shot.

- Don't worry, Margaret.

It's madness here.

- The French will not believe me

when I tell them my story.

- They'll have to.

You have been and will

be missed, father.

- I've missed you, Margaret.

- I will not get caught.

I'm many things, but

not completely stupid.

- Maybe you should get a

second opinion on stupidity,

Margaret.

What is it you want, Helga?

- The scene is all wrong.

It doesn't fit the story you

two portray yourselves in.

- Ignore her,

she's just a b*tch.

Go back to your little playpen.

- Tell me, Margaret,

is there an

attraction to old men?

- Go.

- Maybe Margaret's right.

We should try and

make it to the border.

- She has a reason

for an escape.

Don't let that inspire

you to take greater risks.

- What? Are you worried I'll

stop coming back here?

Huh?

- Is that a threat or a promise?

- I'm not to be underestimated.

Look, Hans is an

easily led automaton.

He won't push back too hard,

but they will want a match.

- No matter what we do, the

w*r's going to end, Gisella.

We must continue our plan.

- Yes, but our plans

are not going to work

if we don't take

decisive actions.

- Anywhere we go, we need money.

I earn next to nothing.

You looking after the

professor's children

is the same.

- But they're kind to me.

They give me what they can.

- I think we may lose our

souls before it's too late.

- Oh, my Isaiah,

you're so sweet,

but possibly quite stupid

and irretrievably deluded.

- You prefer your soldier, Hans.

- Oh, come on, why would

I give up my strong man?

Hmm?

Look at me.

This w*r will end.

And there will be

a place for us.

- Margaret isn't gonna

make the border.

- She thinks the French

Resistance will take her in.

- She's a prize cow, Gisella.

exalted like the ancient

Egypt's queens and pharaohs.

So what am I to you

a prized cow or maybe

an Egyptian queen?

- What can I possibly

give a queen in this

place and time right now?

- You're mine and that's enough.

Well, it looks like no one's

been here for days now.

I think we're safe.

- I'm hungry.

- Did you find any food?

- No, I couldn't find anything.

- What are we gonna do?

- Um,

maybe I can look at

the surrounding area,

see if there's any

other buildings.

- Any other choices?

- I don't know, Benjamin,

what do you expect me to do?

I'm trying my best here.

- I'm sorry.

- No, don't be sorry.

It's fine.

We have to be a team in

this together, don't we?

- What are you thinking?

- When I knock like this.

You'll know that it's me.

So go inside,

find a place to hide.

If you hear anyone come,

I need you to stay quiet.

Can you do that for me?

- Yes.

- Okay, go on.

- Benjamin.

- No! No!

- Would you care to dance?

- Is that an order?

- May I?

Thank you.

I thought a lot

about what you said.

- What did I say?

- Well, more not what

you didn't say.

But not having to follow

every single order.

- Whilst that's a

gallant gesture, Hans,

If you do not fulfil your

orders, someone else will,

and they may not be so nice.

- A lot of expectations have

been placed on me by my family.

We're from the

Moselle Valley,

and my father was a soldier

and his father before him.

- It's hard to disappoint them.

- Expectations can be

difficult to manage.

But if we can work together,

maybe we can find an

alternative route.

- My family were part

of the Franco exodus.

Many were m*rder*d as

they tried to escape,

but by luck...Well,

if you can call it that,

um, my mother did

have German heritage,

so that gave us access

to the Rhineland.

Then German infantry

brought us here,

and they let me save her,

But only if I joined

the Lebensborn.

- Gisella is falling in love.

- And how come you're not?

- Well, this is unexpected.

- Obviously.

- No doubt handpicked.

- If I'd know you were in town.

- Then I would

have been presented

with a sanitised view

of the operation.

- Please accept my apologies.

- No need.

Very much his fault

and he should know better.

Boys will be boys

attending.

- Conscripted my sergeant?

- Progressing well with

the programme, I see.

It's been noticed.

- It's a work in progress.

Good.

Then you were in the

right place at the right time.

- No. Whatever it is, no.

I'm a little busy here

making babies for the Fhrer.

- High command have issued a

list of a number of combatants

they want questioned.

Interested parties

who have spoken

or acted against the w*r effort.

- Dealt with those idiots who

are printing the leaflets.

- This new list

are of particular

annoyance to the Reich.

Juden ancestry.

Round them up.

Question them.

- And when I'm done?

- Dachau would be the nearest.

- You can't be...

- Interrogate.

Investigate. Eliminate.

- You come up with that?

There are extra

resources available?

This looks like a highly

questionable military operation.

- You'll have

everything you need.

- Goodbye, Mr. Wonderful.

This is going to take forever.

Bloody Wagner.

- I know that one.

- Have another look.

- No, I don't recognise

any of them, sir.

- That's not true, Gisella.

You looked after the

professor's children.

- I only ever met the

mother and the children

but not him, never him.

It's a pleasure to

meet you, professor.

- Oh, William, please.

We have no formalities

here, Gisella.

Of course, William.

- Gisella, I need you to focus.

- Of course, captain.

- When you visited the house,

did you notice any

Jewish paraphernalia?

- Sorry, what?

- Jewish paintings,

or more other ill*gal things?

- I'm sorry, Helga, is your

rank suddenly been promoted?

Clearly, the captain's not

keeping your mouth occupied.

- Girls! Girls, girls!

Are we good?

Stop it! Stop!

This is exactly

what we don't need.

Gisella, concentrate.

Did you notice anything

in the professor's house

that made you think that

Jewish people might live there?

- I'm sorry, sir, no,

nothing that I saw.

- She's lying.

- That is all, Gisella,

thank you.

I'll tell him to let you go

if you've calmed down.

- She's lying.

- Why would she lie?

- Could be lovers.

- Oh, Helga, shut up.

He's old enough to

be her grandfather.

- Well, some girls like

older men around here.

I'm telling you,

that Hundin is lying.

- Emily only takes small things.

- Of course I have.

Gisella. how long?

- I don't know, but they

cannot find me here.

- We know Gisella,

and we're very grateful.

- Will you come with us?

- Oh.

I'm so sorry, I can't.

Look, you'll be safe with

your mother and father, okay?

- I'll miss you.

- Oh, darling I'll

miss you, too.

Is there another way out?

- Yes.

Go through the basement.

There's a door that

leads to the back garden.

We'll find a way

to meet you after.

- Wait, what are you

asking me to do?

- Giselle, take the children.

- Please.

- I can't take your children.

Look, the soldiers are here,

they'll know that I've told you.

- Please, there's no time.

- Okay.

- Children, do what

your mother tells you.

- Benjamin, go, go.

- What's the meaning of this?

What's the meaning of this?

- Save your outrage.

Take him.

- No! What have we done?

We're German citizens.

- Well, clearly someone

thinks otherwise.

- I found the door.

Are we going?

It's...It's okay.

It's okay.

Should we fight?

What's happening?

- I can't really see, but...

- Helga. Is this your doing?

- Professor, you lied to us.

You are Jews.

- No, we are German.

Look at our papers.

- Captain, this

is all a mistake.

We are Germans!

It was my grandfather's.

Only a keepsake.

- That is true.

We're German citizens.

We have an essential business.

- We found nothing.

- Well have you checked

under the beds?

- What?

- Shut up, Helga.

- They have children

and houses like this

have a basement.

Find the right door.

- Oh my God, I think they've

arrested your father.

We have to go.

- It's this way.

- You should be

ashamed of yourself.

- My wife does not deserve this.

- What have you done

with your children?

- We are German citizens.

- Enough already!

Take him for questioning.

- No! Please stop!

Stop! Oh!

- No! No!

- No! Please!

No, no!

- We need to leave.

- I got your message.

- Soldiers came and Helga...

Oh my God! Helga, she...

She shot them.

- Helga?

- Who did she sh**t?

- I can't.

- I got Teddy Scrumpkins.

- Thank you, Benjamin.

- Gisella,

You need to leave the city,

start on foot.

When I get a chance,

I'll come with the truck.

- I can't do this.

- I warned you, Gisella.

- But I tried...

- You need to go!

- But Helga.

- Forget Helga.

- It's

been a long time.

- She'll be back.

- Do you think so?

- You alright?

We might be on her

own from now on.

- And how will that work out?

- Don't worry.

I will protect you.

- You can't protect me.

You're too scrawny, Benjamin.

Even dad says so.

I'm cold.

- Sorry I took so long.

- Want some food?

- Don't be afraid.

Look, this is Isaiah.

He's a friend.

- The roads are full

of n*zi patrols.

- What trouble I have

brought with them.

- Gisella, you're Lebanese born.

They'll keep you safe.

- I am nothing more than a

prize cow at market to them.

- You're more than a prize cow

and fortunately, you won't

suffer the same fate.

- We need to go cross-country.

We need to avoid

any border markers.

- Avoid people.

When you head over to France,

I'll meet you just

outside Strasbourg.

We'll journey to

Fchain together.

I've heard of a

man called Marlene.

He'll give us shelter.

- I just wish this damn

w*r would be over.

- Soon.

Then we can be together.

- Please, Margaret.

You have to wait.

- Your clothes,

there's blood on them.

What has happened?

- Something terrible.

- Your hand, it's burnt.

- I caught it on my g*n.

- Fenway is helping me.

She is braver than you.

- Your hand.

I can help.

It is clean material and you

need to keep the wound covered.

- You're not a doctor!

- No, she's a nurse.

- I trained as a nurse

in a hospital in Zurich

before the soldiers took me.

- The moment you're

seen with her...

- We understand your concerns

but our minds are

set on this action.

- See.

She knows me better

than my own father.

- Cross country won't be easy.

- And living here will be?

- Gisella may not have

chosen her path,

but she will not

deviate from it.

- Let me help you.

- That time has passed, father.

- She's been gone

since yesterday.

- God damn you, Gisella.

- None of the girls

were close to her,

so they don't know

where she's gone.

And her?

- k*lling a Jew is one thing.

Not one of ours is missing

and the other ones

mentally challenged.

Wagner will have my head.

- We could blame the Jews.

- Don't be an idiot.

We can't be outsmarted by Jews.

God damn Jews for Christ's sake,

why did she warn them?

- Gisella knows the difference

between right and wrong.

She knew what she was doing.

- This is Wagner's doing.

He's testing me, I know it.

- What about Helga?

Want me to take

her in the house?

- No, I'll look after her,

one missing is enough.

- Move it out.

- Meet me by the border.

Stay away from the

patrols and towers.

- Please don't leave.

What if they find you?

- I'm just another guy

going about my business.

If they find me with you,

that's a different story.

- I love you.

- I guess we're walking again.

- We can't go by road.

It's too dangerous.

- Will I get shot if

I'm found with you.

- No, no, I won't

let that happen.

- God damn it, roads!

They'll never make

it to the border.

There's too many patrols.

- Farmland,

woods, maybe they could

hide from patrols.

- So you're over your

recent trauma, then?

- Gisella is smart.

She lived through Franco.

She knows that would be her

best chance to stay hidden.

She's not so smart,

otherwise she wouldn't

have joined the program.

Gisella is a survivor.

She'll do whatever it takes

to make it through this.

And the programme is done

for her now, she knows that.

It makes her dangerous.

- Don't go getting ideas, Helga.

That Spanish b*tch

is coming back.

What Wagner does with her

afterwards is his concern.

- Well, I imagine that

would be harder to explain

than how you lost one

of your precious Lebensborn.

- God damn it!

You are young and stupid.

You think this is all some

sort of game, don't you?

You think this is

what life is like?

There's more outside than

this w*r and the Reich.

- Well don't let Wagner hear

you say things like that.

- Wagner is the worst.

My family have

land in Argentina.

When this w*r is over,

that is where I will be.

- So your big plan

is being a farmer?

- I'll be sitting in my chateau,

drinking wine and

surveying my land

as far as the light touches.

- Do not move.

I am armed.

Who are you?

- My name is Margaret Shulz.

Fenway sent me your location.

- Why are you dressed that way?

Come in quickly.

There are patrols everywhere.

- Should have gone in the truck,

hidden in the back.

- Soldiers patrol the roads.

We can hide if we need to.

- Ssh. Quiet.

- Nothing plus something doesn't

always equal everything.

- Hello, Fraulein.

What are you doing here?

- Nothing.

We're just going for a walk.

-Spanish, huh?

- Yes.

- Papers?

Show me your papers.

You're on a very long walk.

Shut up!

Please excuse me.

If I'd have known who...

But of course,

allow us to escort you.

- It's fine.

Um, we'd much prefer.

- There is an outpost

not far from here.

- Honestly, it's...

- I insist.

- When I'm right, I'm right.

- Captain won't be happy.

- Hmm, captain will be whatever

I instruct him to be.

- She wasn't here by herself.

- Hmm.

Help from a man, but who?

- Radio a patrol to take

you back to the house.

- No reason to go back.

Not now.

- You caused this.

- That black b*tch was

nothing of the sort.

Taught your precious

Margaret to read.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

- You have come a long way.

- Yes, my father...

- There is much death here.

It is not a good place.

- Can you help me?

- These things I...

I do not know.

I barely have enough

rations for myself.

It will not be easy to

get across the border.

- You are Resistance.

- My mission is

not to rescue anyone.

- An assassin?

- I have k*lled

but I didn't take joy in it.

- No, I didn't...

- Rest.

We leave in a couple of hours.

Don't thank me yet.

- Who is in charge here?

- Is your patrol in

need of assistance?

- I'm scared.

- You've got no b*ll*ts.

- Yeah.

Found these people

walking in the woods?

- Who are they?

- Lebensborn.

Program in Stuttgart.

- Stuttgart? That's a

long way from here.

- Accompanying the Becker

family of Stuttgart.

- Hmm.

Hoffmann!

- You volunteered Lebensborn.

- You know her?

- Yes, sir, I know her.

And the Becker family?

- If anyone asks, tell them

you're the Becker family.

A well known German family.

Soldiers won't know who is or

who isn't sons and daughters.

- Yes, I know the Becker family.

I had dinner there.

- And?

- Yes, Becker family.

How is your father?

- Y...Yes, my father.

It's been a long time.

- Yes, too long.

- So these red paths all

interlink with checkpoints.

We could radio other checkpoints

and alert the patrols.

- We're not using the radios.

- Don't be embarrassed.

Radio is the most efficient

way of finding Gisella.

Don't let one of your

prized cows escape.

- Why don't you try to escape?

- Survivors don't

think long term,

they react based on instinct,

which works against them.

And when we are married, I will

not be living in Argentina,

We will live in Austria.

- Have you given this

some thought then?

- Yes, of course.

My grandfather was Austrian.

It's a lovely place

to raise children.

- Helga, you're reading from

the wrong script.

- Or would you prefer me with

one of those idiot soldiers?

Do you not want a child

from rank and file?

- Helga, I don't think

you've quite got...

- We are the chosen few.

Our children will

rule the world.

- Helga, I'm married.

- That's not a good joke.

- I'm serious.

I've got a wife.

Her name is Ursula.

You met her.

- That's not a funny joke.

- Don't be naive.

I mean, think about the

women who joined the program.

- Yes, but you chose me.

- It wasn't like that.

- You ate all of it, piggy.

- Sorry.

It's funny how you forget

the things in life

that make you happy.

- I'm worried they

know why I'm here.

- Bad for us then.

- Look, I'll keep you safe,

I promise.

- Why have you come here?

Have you run away?

- Look, it's a long story

and not one of my making.

- Juden?

- What? No.

No, of course not.

- Do not think me

stupid, Gisella.

- Look, Hans, you've

been very kind to help

but please, please do not

complicate matters further.

- You're gonna get me shot.

- What can I say, It's a running

theme with the men in my life.

Can you get us to the border?

- You're pushing your luck.

There's patrols everywhere.

Besides, don't you have

a boyfriend to help?

- Hans, do not judge me.

Come on, you knew

that Lebensborn

was always going

to be entangled.

- Look, there's a guard

changed every four hours.

That'll be your

opportunity to escape.

Provisions?

I don't know.

May be difficult.

- Thank you.

- Not yet.

Save your thanks.

The Becker ruse is not

gonna protect them long.

- Soldiers only see what

they're told to see.

- I'm more concerned about

losing a prized Lebensborn.

- I'm not going back there.

- Can we trust him?

- They still hate and fear us.

It's hard to tell because

he was so polite about it.

- How far to the border.

- We will be there by morning.

- I miss Fenway.

- Do not talk now.

- Benjamin.

Look, we've got the bag.

- Your German friend

has conviction.

- The guard change.

That's our opportunity.

Come on.

- Is there a crossing?

- None that we can use

without being spotted.

- Why are you helping me?

- My family were

rich before the w*r.

I did not know life.

My father and brother were

shot by German soldiers.

My mother was hanged for

being part of the Resistance.

I was kept safe,

smuggled out to fight

Vite, vite, we must cross.

- Wait!

I cannot swim.

- Merde! Go!

Go!

- Benjamin,

nothing in life can bring you

peace except from yourself.

- I'm so scared, Judith

- We're the Becker family,

like mother said.

- Death twitches in my ear.

Live, he says.

I am coming.

- That will never come again.

It's what makes life so sweet.

- I'm so sorry for everything.

- I'm sorry is waiting.

- Go quickly and hide.

- The guards?

- Look.

- f*ck! I'll come back later.

- Captain, you're one of us.

- Who's in charge here,

Lieutenant?

- Captain.

- Hold that thought.

- We don't run out of dreams.

We just run out of time.

- Wait for the guard change.

- Urgent communication.

- What greater news is there

than urgent communication?

Go on, enthral me.

- Girl in river.

- I'm getting a bad feeling.

- Lebensborn girl.

- Gisella. God damn it!

Location. What's your location?

- Location?

Send location, over.

- Accident.

Tried to cross river.

- Location!

I'm blaming you for this.

Paper's, name on paper's.

- Mar mad.

Margaret.

- Margaret?

- Margaret.

- God damn it!

Bloody women!

- Captain, one of your

Lebensborn is here.

- Here?

Oh, thank God.

- Looked after, of course.

Why, she was just here.

- Captain, search the camp.

- Gisella.

Thank God.

- Greatest comeback

since Lazarus.

- There was...

- Where is the Juden?

- No Juden here.

Only the Becker family.

- Where is the Juden?

- It doesn't matter

what people think.

You know what you did.

- Captain, order your

men into the woods.

- Enough already!

Gisella, get into the truck.

- Wait!

- Spiteful b*tch

caused all of this.

- Helga, stop!

One dead Lebensborn

is quite enough.

- What? Who?

- Margaret.

Stupid b*tch drowned

in the river.

- Margaret. No!

No, no, no.

- Margaret was too stupid

to think this way.

- What have we done to

each other, Helga, hmm?

Tell me.

Look, tell me what

happens now, huh?

- I k*lled for you.

Who else can say that?

- Helga, the g*n, now!

- Fear of death

is what keeps us alive.

Juden.

- No Juden here.

Only Becker family.

- You are Gisella's man.

Go with him.

Gisella didn't make it.

- What happened?

- Helga.

My hands will wring

her neck, I promise.

- Don't worry, I

will protect you.

- You're too

scrawny, Benjamin.

even Tess said so.

Cold.

Benjamin.

- You should be

ashamed of yourself.

- Take him for questioning.

- No! Please stop.

Stop! Oh!

- No! No!

- No! Please!

No! No!

- I've ordered you a cab.

When you're ready.

- How many children

did you have?

- Three sons.

After the w*r.

- Do they know?

- No one knows.

You came all this way.

Did you get what you wanted?

- Can I forget?

No.

Can I forgive?

Possibly

true reconciliation

is never cheap, for it's based

on forgiveness, which is costly.

Forgiveness, in turn,

depends on repentance,

which has to be based

on an acknowledgment

of what was done wrong

and therefore on

disclosure of the truth.

You can't forgive

what you don't know.

- If there is to

be reconciliation.

First, there must be truth.