Mr. Frank, you can't leave here! This is your home! Amsterdam is your home.
I've come to say goodbye... I'm leaving here Miep.
While the men are in the building below, we must have complete quiet. Every sound can be heard down there, not only in the workrooms, but in the offices too.
Why didn't you ever come over?
I'm sort of a lone wolf. (He starts to rip off his Star of David)
He tells me that he has a Jewish friend living near him. A dentist. he says he's in trouble. He begged me, could I do anything for this man? Could I find him a hiding place?... So I've come to you...I know it's a terrible thing to ask of you, living as you are, but would you take him in with you?
Of course we will.
He is about to blow out the candle when suddenly there is a crash of something falling below. They all freeze in horror, motionless. For a few seconds there is complete silence. Peter tries to reach it, realizes he cannot and get's up on a chair. Just as he is touching the lamp he loses his balance. The chair goes out from under him. He falls.
He was standing staring at the bookcase...your bookcase. He said he thought he remembered a door there... Wasn't there a door there that used to go up to the loft? Then he told me he wanted more money. Twenty guilders more a week.
Blackmail!
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