Act 1 Scene 2Mr. Frank, Anne, Mrs. FrankAmsterdamJuly 1942
Now. About the noise. While the menare in the building below, we must have completequiet. Every sound can be heard down there, notonly in the workrooms but in the offices too. Themen come at about eight-thirty and leave at aboutfive-thirty. So, to be perfectly safe, from eight inthe morning until six in the evening we must moveonly when it is necessary, and then in stockingedfeet. We must not speak above a whisper. Wemust not run any water. We cannot use the sink,or even, forgive me, the w.c. The pipes go downthrough the workrooms. It would be heard. Notrash . . .
(Mr. Frank stops abruptly as he hears the sound of marching feet from the street below. Everyone is motionless, paralysed with fear. Mr. Frank goes quietly into the room on the right to look down out of the window. Anne runs after him, peering out with him. The tramping feet pass without stopping. The tension is relieved. Mr. Frank, followed by Anne, returns to the main room and resumes his instructions to the group.)
Until it is over.
No trash must ever be thrown out which might reveal that some one is living up here . . . not even a potato paring. We must burneverything in the stove at night. This is the way we must live until it is over, if we are to survive.
Some minute later
Thank you father for giving me a diary!!!!! It is first time that I got diary! So can just get pen from office?
No Anne, you can't do that!! It is too dangerous out of hiding!! I am sorry but you must never go beyond the door.
Hey, isn't it so funny never to be able to go outdoors . . . never to breathe fresh air . . . never to run and shout and jump. It’s the silence in the nights that frightens me most. Every time I hear a creak in the house, or a step on the street outside, I’m sure they’re coming for us. The days aren’t so bad. At least we know that Miep and Mr. Kraler are down there below us in the office. I asked Father what would happen to them if the Nazis found out they were hiding us. Pim said that they would suffer the same fate that we would . . . Imagine! They know it, and yet when they come here, it's always bright and gay and haunts them as if nothing in the world ever happened . . .