Miep. Mr. Frank, did you see? There are some papers here.
Miep. Burn this?
Top floor of a warehouse and office building in Amsterdam, Holland, during the late afternoon, November 1945...
Miep had a notebook in her hand that she soon handed to Mr.Frank and he began to read Anne's diary.
Mr. Frank. Burn them.
Mr. Frank. Have we lost all faith...[The Franks and the Van Daans gathered to sing, and Mr.Frank began to pray.
Mrs. Van Daan. ...It's the Green Police.
Mr.Frank. Or a thief looking for money
[Responding to Mrs. Van Daan] Mr.Van Daan. Or it may be the Gestapo
As the Franks and Van Daans settle in. Mr.Frank goes out to blow out the candle, and suddenly there was a crashing of something downstairs.
Anne's Voice. We've had bad news. The people from whom Miep got our ration books have been arrested. Monday, the sixth of March, nineteen forty-four. Mr. Kraler is in the hospital. It seems he has ulcers.The Americans have landed on the southern tip of Italy. Father looks for a quick finish to the war. Mr. Dussel is waiting every day for the warehouse man to demand more money. Click To Edit Help Insert ParagraphUndoes the last commandRedoes the last commandTabUntabSet a bold styleSet a italic styleSet a underline styleSet a strikethrough styleClean a styleSet left alignSet center alignSet right alignSet full alignToggle unordered listToggle ordered listOutdent on current paragraphIndent on current paragraphChange current block's format as a paragraph(P tag)Change current block's format as H1Change current block's format as H2Change current block's format as H3Change current block's format as H4Change current block's format as H5Change current block's format as H6Insert horizontal rulelinkDialog.show Summernote 0.8.11 · Project · Issues
Anne's Voice. Wednesday, the second of July, nineteen forty-four. The invasion seems temporarily to be bogged down. The Gestapo have found the radio that as stolen.
Mr. Frank. She'd never telephone us.
Dussel. Its a signal! I tell yout it's Miep, trying to get us!
The sound of a telephone ringing comes from the office.
Mr. Frank. We have lived in fear. Now we can live in hope.
Men's Voices. Open up, you in there, open up, quick, quick, quick!
Anne's Voice. And so it seems our stay here is over. They are waiting for us now. They've allowed us five minutes to get our things. We can each take a bag and whatever it will hold of clothing. Nothing else. So, dear Diary, that means I must leave you behind. Good-bye for a while. P.S. Please, please, Miep, or Mr.Kraler, or anyone else. If you should find this diary, will you please keep it safe for me, because some day I hope....