Mark Hemmingway Leland
Based on a True Story
Santa Monica, CA.
TITLE OVER: Based On A True Story. Lidice, Czechoslovakia, March 15, 1939.
Ext. lidicE - earLy morning
A peaceful four-hundred year old village lined with worn, cobblestone streets. The smoke from early morning fireplaces insulates the cozy, flower-boxed village.
The VOICE OVER is that of an eighteen year old, TOMAS HORAK.
This is the story about how the Nazis, and their bureaucracy of murder, came to my small village and... killed everyone. Including my father. Somehow, I survived, and my village was rebuilt after the war. My name is Tomas. Tomas Horak and my village is called Lidice.
Ext. town center - moRNING
In the town center, a Gothic Church with two spires -- the most prodigious of the surrounding villages. Opposite it, a one story school-house.
Menacing German PANZERS TANKS roar down the streets shattering the peace. The windows open in a panic. Lidice residents, in pajamas, stare agape at the intrusion.
Ex-Captain PETER HORAK SR., tall, but with a noticeable hunch, frowns at the German presence. Appearing beside him is his then thirteen year old son, Tomas Horak; sparkling blue eyes, gangly.
Papa, why are the Nazis here?
Have they taught you the word 'appeasement' in school?
No. Is that why my brother Peter went to England -- to 'please' them?
No -- well yes. He went to England because he didn't want to 'appease' them.
What did he, what did he want to do to them?
Panzer exhaust inundates them. Peter Sr. covers his mouth.
He wanted to fight them.
CLOSE ON: Peter's FOREARM TATOO of an ALLIED WORLD WAR I AIRPLANE [an Airco/de Havilland DH.4]
Int. Movie theater - london - nIGHT
TITLE OVER: London, England March 16, 1939
CLOSE-UP: DIFFERENT FOREARM TATOO. This one an early WORLD WAR II AIRPLANE [Bf 109].
The grip tightens, crushing the can. Two silhouettes alone in the theater watch a 1939 MOVIETONE NEWS REAL featuring the NARRATION by LOWELL THOMAS.
ON SCREEN, Hitler walks through the gates to historic Prague Castle and St. Vitus Cathedral. Next, images of German tanks rumbling through Prague's city Streets.
Lowell thomas (V.O.)
March 15, 1939 will be remembered as a sad day for all in the small Czechoslovak Republic. The Nazis invaded their neighboring country re-naming the occupied lands, 'The Protectorate.' No, these aren't ornate trolley cars of Prague's historic past passing on the streets, but Nazi tanks!
The lights in the theater return revealing LIEUTENANT PETER HORAK JR. and his English host, SIMON. Peter Jr. is 24, steel-jawed, poised and cautious. SIMON is wearing a British RAF uniform; Peter is in civilian clothes.
Cheer up mate. Nothing you can do about the Nazi occupation from here.
I can't believe... Europe let this happen.
INt. Factory floor - bratislavia - day
TITLE OVER: Nazi-Occupied Czechoslovak Republic -- Brno Armaments Factory.
Shot - sprawling factory assembly line
An industrial complex with A HUNDRED WORKERS manufacturing Light HOWITZERS and their MORTARS. GERMAN SUPERVISORS dressed in BLUE smocks scrutinize the Czech workers, themselves dressed in GREY. Large black name tags adorn the workers' chests.
Our exiled leaders in London were able to coordinate small acts of resistance.
One young man on the assembly line is JOE GABCIK, 22, double chin with a slight muscular vein protruding from his forehead. While a supervisor is off berating a worker, Joe picks up an artillery detonator and heads towards some double doors.
Int. Factory hallway
Walking down a deserted hallway, Joe places a different name tag over his. He stops outside a padlocked door and removes a compact pair of bolt cutters and snips off the locks.
Quietly, he closes the door behind him.
InT. factory storage room
In front of Joe are rows and rows of mortars. He removes the detonator and small FIFTEEN MINUTE TIMER. He glances at his watch: "5:55."
Joe presses a button and the TIMER begins its countdown.
Int. FacTORY HALLWAY
Joe is hurrying down the hallway when...
A tall German GUARD holding a clipboard confronts Joe.
I'm new -- Kurt Fleich. Checking for rain leakage.
The Guard flips through some pages on the clipboard. Joe moves towards him.
Fleich, Fleich -- I see no such....
Joe snaps his right hand forward exposing a knife from his sleeve. He plunges it into the Guard's throat -- he GURGLES -- and dies. Joe drags him into the storage room.
Int. Factory floor
Joe returns to his station wearing his original badge. A supervisor appears and stares at Joe disdainfully. A HORN sounds -- 6:00 PM -- shift change. The workers immediately stop their tasks and head for the exit doors.
Ext. Factory - DUSK
Bedraggled workers trudge outside a guarded barbed wire fence. Joe, popular, is surrounded by backslapping coworkers. He checks his watch and looks over his shoulder.
Come on everybody -- get out!
He hurries past some guard towers stopping at an overflowing bike rack. After yanking his out, he heads solo down a dirt path.
Ext. Dirt path - continuous
Joe hurriedly peddles down a deserted path through farmland. He glances at his watch.
Ext. Factory Courtyard - dusk
Covered from head to toe in BLOOD, the mortally wounded guard stumbles into the courtyard and collapses.
Ext. House along dirt path - dusk
Joe rides past a small house where a pretty woman 'pretends' to hang laundry -- coincidentally consisting of her underwear, bras, and a pink negligée.
Joe waves to her and rushes on. She stamps her foot in anger, turns her back and returns to the house. Suddenly, he appears and swoops her into the house.
Ext. Factory courtyard - night
The motionless Guard is being loaded into a jeep when BOOM -- BOOM -- BOOM! The jeep is hurled into a group of cigarette smoking Germans -- body parts fly. A huge FIREBALL rips into the sky.
Ext. Gabcik cottage - night
As Joe shuts a small wooden gate outside his parents' manicured house, the fireball rises in the distance behind him. MRS. GABCIK, heavy set, rushes out onto the porch.
Oh my Lord!
MR. GABCIK, sitting in a wooden wheelchair, wheels himself past his wife. He looks up to the sky astonished.
The factory... Joe.
You lied to us! Saying you wanted to settle down -- accept the occupation.
He breaks down and begins to SOB.
Dad... I... you're right. If the Nazis come by -- you never saw me -- you assumed I died in the blast!
I love you.
He hugs and kisses his mother. He turns to his father, but he's wheeled himself back inside.
Int. NAZI SS INTERROGATION ROOM - night
A VICTIM in his mid-twenties is tied to a chair. His face is swollen; blood drips from his hand -- his middle finger lies on the floor.
Behind him sits REINHARD HEYDRICH, methodically tying a NOOSE. He is tall and slim, with a sharp nose and puffy lips. His eyes are ice blue, and set apart to Aryan specifications: 1 3/8 inches. Leaning up against the wall is a violin.
Why did you fail to salute the Fuhrer?
My child... my five year old boy had run off during the parade. I was frantically looking for him and forget to salute the Fuhrer. Forgive me!
Heydrich shakes his head. He calmly slips the noose around the man's neck and tightens it to a point where the victim is gasping for air. He throws the rope around a wood beam and hoists the man up.
With the victim's legs flailing about, Heydrich picks up his violin and, with deep passion, plays a Wagner tune. As his playing reaches a furious crescendo, the victim takes his last breath.
Heydrich, eyes closed, is temporarily lost in the music. He snaps out of his bliss, sets his violin in its case, and exits the room.
Ext. Forest - dusk
TITLE OVER: "Two Days Later."
Joe, disheveled, removes a note from a hollowed out log.
CLOSE ON: NOTE. "BROHM WINERY -- CORLINSK"
EXT. BROHM WINERY - NIGHT
Joe steals past an eerie vineyard and KNOCKS on a thick wooden door. Slowly the door opens and beady-eyed CORLINSK peers out. Corlinsk is in his seventies with white hair slicked back.
"I hear your Merlot is exquisite."
"Perhaps too acidic."
Gabcik? Come with me.
Int. Wine cellar - continuous
Corlinsk removes a large key and unlocks a rusty padlock to a thick door. Joe helps him push it open to reveal... a drunken wrestling match between four young soldiers.
Among them, half full wine glasses litter the ground. They are laughing uncontrollably and when they see Joe and Corlinsk, they laugh even louder. Behind them, a sprawling cavern stacked with oak wine barrels. Makeshift mattresses lie on the floor.
I knew this was a bad combination -- young soldiers... confined to a wine cellar. Sergeant Gabcik, meet Jan, George, Charles and Antonin -- I have no idea their rank -- but that's your world.
SERGEANT JAN KUBIS, early twenties, with massive forearms and sparking green eyes. Brown hair and brown skin.
CORPORAL GEORGE VALCIK, also in his early twenties. His round face accommodates his huge smile. Red hair and freckles -- a joker.
CORPORAL CHARLIE CURDA, at nineteen, he's the youngest. Refined accent, well-heeled.
Even though he's been wrestling, his hair is perfect. Shirt off, his body resembles his hair.
FIRST LIEUTENANT ANTONIN RUBY, mid-twenties, muscular with tree trunks for legs. The 'moose' of the group with slick black hair and a perpetual five o'clock shadow.
The sergeant was responsible for the explosion at the howitzer factory.
The laughter subsides to an awkward silence.
He... knows then?
George picks up a newspaper from the floor and tosses it to Corlinsk - Joe intercepts it.
INSERT - HEADLINE: COUPLE ARRESTED IN FACTORY EXPLOSION - SON IDENTIFIED. There is a photo of Joe's mother and father. Underneath, a picture of Joe.
Lord... forgive me.
He drops he newspaper; his lips begin to quiver.
The manhunt will be crushing - we don't have much time. Our government in exile has a plan for you five, but first you must go to England. There you will refine your training.
That's all I know - but I know this - you will be trained in methods to liberate your country. Trained for revenge.
When do we leave?
You leave tomorrow night.
Fade out/fade in:
Ext. Movietone Documentary - day
Black and white footage of some anonymous Nazi bureaucrats observing a giant map of Europe on the wall.
Germany occupies eighty percent of the map. They nod and congratulate themselves.
LOWELL THOMAS (v.o)
August 27, 1941. A map issued by the Nazi Ministry of Education was put on display today in Berlin. Young Germans are being taught that their borders now extend from the Atlantic Ocean to Albania.
FOOTAGE of protestors outside the U.S. Capitol.
LoWELL THOMAS (v.o.) (CONT'D)
Americans and immigrants from Nazi occupied countries protested by the hundreds outside our nation's Capitol as word of the map spread. One of the countries totally absent from the map is Czechoslovakia, which has a new Nazi Reichprotektor, or Governor, Reinhardt Heydrich. Heydrich, already second in command behind Heinrich Himmler of the feared SS, has already earned the nickname "Hangman Heydrich' and the 'Blonde Beast.' Said Hitler: He posses what is necessary to further our cause - a heart of steel.
Footage of Heydrich working diligently behind a huge desk - behind him - a picture of Hitler; then driving in his un-escorted, convertible green Mercedes through throngs of cheering supporters.
Int. Prague castle - Reichprotektor heydrich's office - day
Heydrich, looking supremely arrogant, is leading a meeting with his immediate subordinates who sit opposite his desk. MAJOR FRANK - State Secretary to the Protectorate. Obedient, short and stocky. Three other Nazi officials round out the quartette. A map is spread out in the middle.
A most difficult task we've been given - to liquidate Jews in the Soviet Union.
Last July, I was given orders by Reich Marshal Göring to prepare the administrative details and financial measures required to carry out The Final Solution to Europe's eleven million Jews. I expect to finish shortly and convene a meeting in Wannsee, outside of Berlin, and lay out the solution to the Jewish question. In the meantime, Major Frank!
My Czech and Bohemian Republics must become the principle supplier of German weapons. We must turn the inferior Slavs of these territories into the world's most productive workers. We must appeal to their base instincts and encourage them to reach Berlin's quotas. This will be achieved by creating incentives - incentives to meet quotas. More food, time-off, money - I've developed a concept called unemployment insurance in case they get sick - all part of the carrot. Should they not achieve their quotas - the stick. Preferably a noose.
And the Jews?
We must be harsh when harshness is required. Establish a Jewish ghetto here...
(indicates on map)
... at Theresienstadt. Meanwhile, here is a list here of four-hundred names. See to their execution.
Right away, sir!
MONTAGE - PRAGUE, SMALL VILLAGES, UNIVERSITIES
Bodies hanging from neatly constructed wooden platforms made from pine.
Ext. Lidice - high above - day
A flock of birds fly below a brewing storm.
It was May of 1941 when my village got its first war refugees - friends of my mother. Olga and her daughter - something happened to Olga's husband, but nobody would tell me.
Ext. Dirt road - outside lidice - day
With the church spires in the background, Tomas, two years older, waits reading a leather bound book and chewing a straw husk. A horse and buggy appear with a driver and two female passengers. Tomas sees MARTINA, 17, mature with dark olive skin, and swallows the straw husk. He coughs uncontrollably as the buggy stops in front of him. Martina and her mother, OLGA ROSSINGER, mid-thirties with dark circles under her eyes, is dressed in grey.
Are you okay?
Tomas, embarrassed, gains his composure.
Yes... I'm fine. You must be Mrs. Rossinger and Martina?
Yes - you must be Tomas?
I am. Welcome - welcome to Lidice. Please follow me - we have to check in with the... Sicherheitsdienst.
The Nazi police....
(shakes her head)
I was hoping we left them behind in Prague.
Int. POLICE STATION - LIDICE
Tomas, Olga, and Martina cautiously enter a large drab room with a single desk and pictures of Hitler and Heydrich on the wall. Behind the desk, POLICE SERGEANT LUDZIN is reading a document.
His face is pockmarked and parts of his teeth are brown. Obese and crude, he was put in this remote town for a reason.
Yes, excuse me Sergeant Loudzin - I need to register some visitors.
Loudzin gives a guttural groan as he looks up. He groans again when he sees Olga.
Nature of your visit?
Visiting an old friend
She hands him her papers.
This is your daughter?
Loudzin studies her clothing.
Grey is not your color - where is your husband?
I believe... it's stated in the document.
Says he was hanged for crimes against The Nazi Party.
He gave a lecture on....
Olga grabs her arm.
On...? The two of you sign here.
Olga and Martina sign.
You're free to go... except you Mrs. Rossinger - you will need to spend a night in jail... here.
Martina grabs a hold of her mother's arm.
No! What right...?
Then you would like to return to Prague?
We can't. Martina it's alright - it's just for one night.
Martina's eyes begin to well up.
I need you to be strong - I'll see you tomorrow.
Martina gains her strength and hugs her mother.
Take her to your home. Run along now.
We'll come by first thing in the morning.
She'll be fine - sing patriotic songs of the Fatherland around the campfire we will!
Tomas takes Martina by the shoulder and leads her out.
Ext. Mallaigh, scotland - commando training base - dawn
TITLE OVER: Mallaigh, Scotland - Allied Commando Training Base
MONTAGE OF SCENES
A) THE FIVE COMMANDOS - JOE, JAN, GEORGE, CHARLES, AND ANTONIN ARE WEARING BULKY PACKS AND RUN UP A STEEP MUDDY HILL. SCREAMING AT THEM IS COLONEL LESLIE - BRITISH WITH A HANDLEBAR MOUSTACHE.
Soldiers, I have met with your leader in exile, President Benes, and devised a bold plan, a plan that must...
COLONEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
cut off the head of the queen bee - who's laying these eggs or... weapons of destruction.
B) THE SOLDIERS PRACTICE QUICKLY ASSEMBLING A 'STEN' MACHINE GUN FROM A BRIEFCASE, THEN FIRING IT A MOCK CARDBOARD FIGURE OF A NAZI OFFICER.
COLONEL LESLIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
We must kill Reinhardt Heydrich.
C) IN HIS OFFICE, HEYDRICH SLAMS DOWN A NAZI SEAL ON A DOCUMENT.
D) AT THERESIENSTADT CONCENTRATION CAMP, THE SOUND OF FLOOR BOARDS COLLAPSING AS DOZENS OF INMATES ARE HANGED.
COLONEL LESLIE (V.O) (CONT'D)
You will parachute into your country. There you will formulate the best plan possible - to kill the Hangman.
INT. BRITISH HALIFAX AIRPLANE - NIGHT
The noise is deafening - the turbulence nauseating. Handshakes are exchanged as three more paratroopers join the other five.
ColONEL LESLIE (v.o.)
You will be joined by three of your countrymen and finalize the training.
CAPTAIN PAUL OPALKA - Twenty-eight and the oldest. Brown hair, scar on cheek.
CORPORAL DAVID SVARC - Twenty-three, curly black hair, brilliant.
CORPORAL OSCAR BUBLIC - TWENTY-ONE, COMPACT AND LIVING HIS COMMANDO DREAM. Twenty-one, compact, and living his commando dream.
Up front, a silhouetted figure standing outside the cockpit.
Some pilot - Lieutenant Horak.
CLOSE ON: A FOREARM TATOO COMES INTO THE LIGHT - A WORLD WAR II AIRPLANE.
A pilot, why isn't he flying - what an asshole!
A light above the door turns green. One by one, they jump. Peter Jr. steps to the door as the last paratrooper jumps - George.
His chute doesn't open!
Peter Jr. sees this, flips on his chute and jumps.
In midair, George eyes express shear terror as the ground approaches. Suddenly, Peter Jr. slams into him. He fastens a belt around them both and pulls his ripcord. They crash in a heap.
Let me be the first to tell ya - you're a great guy.
Int. Pub - night
It is raucous, except for a table tucked away in the far corner where Joe, Jan, George, Antonin, Oscar, Paul, David, and Charles.
After Heydrich got caught with the Admiral's daughter he got kicked out of the navy.
And made his way to the SS.
A violinist, a pilot, an organizational genius, a womanizer, and... a mass murderer.
I'm gonna gut him, like a fish, hang him upside down, and dip him into molten iron.
And if he's still alive - then what?
(unaware of the sarcasm)
Then... I'd throw him in front of a... in front of an airplane propeller.
You idiot - you'd ruin the propeller!
Call me an idiot!
He lunges at Oscar - Joe intercepts him.
Look - there's that... weird looking bird - Catalina.
CATALINA looks out-of-place in this pale, British world. Dark, exotic, Italian/Indian mix.
Weird? She's hot!
Ask Joe - spent his last dime to spend the night with her.
All heads turn to him. The music coincidentally stops.
Her parents were shot by Mussolini; she's generous and... she's a virgin - If I'm gonna go 'out' on this mission, I wanna go out on a winning streak.
What the hell does that mean?
It means... she might be the last pure thing I ever see. Damned if I'm gonna mess that up.
Here's to Oscar then - who's already proved that he ain't going out on this mission.
Ext. Lidice police station - mORNING
Peter Sr. and his wife HELEN, silver hair with a bright dress, embrace Olga as she exits the police station. She's pale and shaking
Int. Horak dining room - night
Dinner has finished for Peter Sr., Helen, Olga - Martina and Tomas clear the plates. On a mantle, a number of pictures of Peter Jr. - track and field - in uniform.
Have you heard from your son?
Once. A letter smuggled in. He was sleeping better - he didn't want to worry his mother - said he was working as a handyman for a Protestant Convent....
After a pause, Olga cracks up.
InT. kitchen - later
Tomas washes dishes and hands them to Martina to dry.
I haven't heard her laugh in awhile. Tomas - do you like us?
Well, yeah of course.
She drinks some wine from a half empty glass.
Because we have nowhere else to go.
Hey - it will be fun. You can go to my school.
Do you guys have a track team?
We do - it's popular in this area.
Are you on the team?
Yeah - I run the one-hundred.
Really? So do I.
She smiles at him and sips the wine.
Int. Projection room - evening
Colonel Leslie lights a cigar and passes the rest out to the eight commandos - Joe, Jan, David, George, Oscar, Antonin, Charles, and Paul. Their uniforms are pressed and all are well groomed. In front, a table with a spread of food. Behind that, a table with both a slide and movie projector - a projectionist loops the film.
Congratulations men - you're dedication to your training has been inspiring.
Half the men cough upon lighting their cigars. Leslie signals to the projectionist, who dims the lights at puts up a slide of Heydrich... playing tennis.
ColoNEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
Reinhard Heydrich. His rise up the Nazi ranks has been meteoric. At age twenty-seven, he became Chief of the 'Sicherheitdienst....'
Chief of a sausage factory?
The men laugh.
Quiet! That's... uh Chief of the Secret Police... inside the Gestapo.
But... the Gestapo is the Secret Police.
That's how smart he is - he developed an organization to spy on another organization and made himself head of that organization. Very smart - a direct line to the Nazi elite.
The projectionist turns on the movie and images of Heydrich with Hitler and Himmler.
ColoNEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
At twenty-nine, promoted to Head of Munich's Political Police; 1936, at the age thirty-two, the Nazi leaders put him in charge of the SS Schutzstaffel - The Gestapo to you and I.
Next slide: Heydrich playing with his menacing German Sheppard.
ColoNEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
Now, at the ripe old age of thirty-seven, he's the Governor of the largest arms producing region of Europe. He's a technocrat of production; a manager of murder for Jews and those non-loyal to the Reich.
Film of Panzers and Howitzers coming off a factory line.
ColONEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
A third of German tanks, a quarter of all lorries, forty percent of all light machine-guns are produced under Heydrich's management.
Next slide: Blurry aerial reconnaissance photo of barracks.
ColOnel LESLIe (CONT'D)
Finally, this information is top-secret and sketchy and best. But reports indicate Heydrich - and his SS roots - is in charge of the... the liquidation of European Jewry.
But sir... there's millions of Jews in Europe.
More reasons why you're going to kill him.
EXT. TANGERE AIRFIELD - NIGHT
SUBTITLES: December 28, 1941. Tangmere Airfield - Southern England
Colonel Leslie, Peter Jr. next to him, snaps a PHOTOGRAPH of the eight paratroopers. George blows a bubble; Antonin spits out chew.
(yelling over engine)
Cover of Life Magazine!
You know that 'observer guy' - never did find out where he was from?
Yeah... what an asshole.
Joe, Jan, George, Antonin, Charles, David, and Oscar board the airplane.
If they kill Heydrich - the retribution will be massive.
You want to know the number my office came up with? The number of civilian deaths?
The Nazi will likely... kill thousands.
Captain Paul Opalka is the last to board; he and Leslie exchange a warm smile.
ColONEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
You're in charge Captain! Bring 'em back safely.
I'll have 'em home by morning.
INT. HALIFAX AIRPLANE - NIGHT
The eight are lost in thought rattling around the cargo hold.
(top of his lungs)
Anthropoid one - two minutes to jump!
David, Antonin, and Charles rise and adjust their packs. Paul opens the jump door - WIND. Above the door, a RED light turns GREEN.
David, Antonin, and Charles jump in rapid succession - still five men left behind.
Anthropoid two - ready!
Joe, Jan, and George step forward.
It's cold and dark - can't we do this later?
See you in Prague. Jump!
The three leap into blackness. Oscar and Paul remain.
Oscar, we jump in five, is the transmitter secure?
Oscar smiles and pats a small box strapped to his stomach.
Ext. Horak roof - lidice - night
Tomas assists Martina from a ladder up to a little roof-top deck. A moonless night, the stars are bright. Tomas points to some stars; Martina listens intently, scooting closer to Tomas.
Ext. cottage - outside of the city of pilzen - night
Senses alert, Antonin, Charles, and David spy on a dark, lonesome house.
He motions to Charles, who takes off towards the house. Suddenly, two ROTTWEILERS come out of no where and MOW him down. Antonin leaps forward when the front door opens and a man with a huge round beard appears and calls off the dogs.
Fluffy - Kitten - heel! Anthropoid... welcome.
The dogs retreat and now Antonin gives chase.
Ext. prague - night - esTABLISHING
A crisp December night. A thin blanket of white snow gives the city the outer veneer of purity. Its innards, however, are rotting with Nazi fear.
Int. Apartment hallway - night
Joe, attired as a railroad worker as is Jan, stand outside an apartment door. Joe knocks three times, waits, and knocks four times. The door abruptly opens and a thirteen year old boy, ATA, points a toy pistol at them. They instinctively flinch.
Bang bang - hah - your dead!
Ata is mischievous and in a constant search for play companions.
Her shrieking further unsettles Joe and Jan. Ata's mother, MADAME MORACOVA, an aged diva, appears with a towel wrapped around her head.
Ata, put that away - I'm so sorry. And you are?
We saw your ad in the newspaper, about a model train for sale - The Tinplate Passenger Coach.
Yes... you've come to the right place.
She ushers them in.
Int. Madame moravecova's living room - night
The room is full of beautiful, red Bohemian crystal glassware and folk dolls. Joe, Jan, and Madame Moravecova drink tea. Out of earshot and drinking milk in the kitchen is Ata. Madame Moravecova tries to contain her energy.
It's been so dangerous in Prague - Gestapo plants are everywhere. Even at the Red Cross, we have informers.
Yes... we must be careful not to involve the Red Cross. But we need papers, medical papers stating we are unable to work - railroad injury or something.
Yes... I know a doctor.
Another one of us should arrive tomorrow - can you arrange a safe house?
That... may be difficult. Neighbors know neighbors - we're told to report all strangers. The hanging bodies. Ata - come here!
Ata yawns as he enters.
M. MORAVECOVA (CONT'D)
Say hello to 'Horace.'
(indicates to Joe)
M. MORAVECOVA (CONT'D)
(indicates to Jan)
They're old family friends from up north.
Do you have any comics books - they stopped making them here....
No... but we'll see what we can do.
Prague has changed since you've been gone - joy and laughter went on hiatus.
Ext. Cave entrance - night
Paul and Oscar, absent their parachutes, are huddled over a transmitter; Oscar has on headphones - he smiles.
It's London - we're in business.
Transmit - Operation Anthropoid - underway!
Int. Doctor's waiting room - prague - afTERNOON
Joe and Jan, dressed in workman clothes, sit calmly in a featureless room. GROANS resonate throughout the room. DR. GERIK, bald, spectacles, late fifties, hurries in looking down at a clipboard.
Sorry to keep you waiting....
You don't look sick?
We've come to pick up some medicine - for Madame Moravecova.
Dr. Gerik peers more closely.
Step into my office.
INT. DR. GERICK'S OFFICE - slightly later
His office also serves as a bedroom - there's a body underneath a blanket on a wooden gurney.
Doctor, we need medical papers stating we can't work.
Dr. Gerik pulls out a key and unlocks a desk drawer. He removes some forms from an envelope with a swastika.
Doc. - what's going on?
A raid late last night - the Gestapo and a student meeting. The students lost. Here, one of you is an epileptic and the other - an inflamed gall bladder - impossible to verify.
What else - my wife will want revenge.
Joe glances at Jan.
Doctor, we need to know Heydrich's daily schedule - do you know his doctor by chance - or a nurse in Prague Castle?
A nurse - no. But a medical student I know, he polishes the palace armor.
He knows when Heydrich arrives, when he leaves?
There's a KNOCK on the door a city MORGUE WORKER enters.
I'm here to pick up the body of the Gerik boy.
Dr. Gerik motions to the gurney.
You men - back to work - there be no such sick days here!
Ext. Prague - the charles bridge - dusk
Joe and Jan solemnly walk across the centuries old bridge lined with statues of famous theologians. Other pedestrians stroll by. They stop and Jan lights up. George appears!
Joe pulls out a light and slips George a rolled up paper that looks like a cigarette.
Why thank you.
He continues on.
Ext. poland - Wolf's lair - day
STOCK FOOTAGE of Hitler, Himmler, and Heydrich cohort for the cameras on the veranda.
Ext. Poland - warsaw outskirts - forest - day
A German soldier, with a name tag of 'ZIMMER,' cocks his Karabiner 98k rifle. He's one of a dozen Wehrmacht soldiers. FIRE! Their victims are dozens of men, women, and children - Jews. Zimmer looks calm as he reloads.
TITLE OVER: "On Heydrich's orders, SS squads shot thousands of Jews, Poles, and Russians as they advanced east."
Ext. Krkonose ski resort - day
Heydrich, his wife and four children, enjoy a winter day on the bunny slopes. Heydrich helps his daughter up on her little skis.
Int. Cottage - dusk
David, Antonin, and Charles study a map spread over a table with a kerosene lamp in the middle. Antonin pets a Rottweiler.
Plant the incendiary devices here... here... and here. Explode these fuel tanks, and we give light to the bombers.
After the bombs fall - we can stand perimeter and shoot the Nazis as they flee towards us.
No dumb-ass - we're high and long gone by then.
Antonin looks at him disdainfully, then leaps at him, fists flying. David tries to break it up when there are four rapid KNOCKS on the door.
It's Paul - get off him!
David goes to the door. Another four KNOCKS and Paul enters.
What's going on?... I don't want to know. I've got the weather forecast for Friday - it's clear.
Clear, huh? In February?
I know - it's a risk - but we must disrupt Nazi armaments production.
Ext. Prague castle - dusk
Outside the vaulted gates, a preponderance of young girls solicit the attention of the German soldiers; not for their charm, but for extra ration coupons. A young man, who polishes the castle armor, with rags dangling from every pocket is talking to a girl. He kisses her - exchanging a note.
EXT. PASTRY SHOP
The girl passes the note to Joe. Heydrich's motorcade passes by them. KLEIN, the driver, is very tall. The Mercedes is green, has six wheels and is a convertible. Heydrich, expressionless, sits alone in the back.
Ext. Country road - later that night
At speeds topping ninety, the Mercedes whizzes by George, who is hiding in some shrubs.
Ext. PRIVATE ROAD - Heydrich's estate
His estate, known as Panenske Brezany, is located amid a thick, shady forest. Suddenly, Heydrich stands in the back, pulls his gun and fires. The shot scares the heck out of Klein. In the thick a deer scampers away. It also startles Jan, who's hiding in a hollowed-out log and notes the time Heydrich drives by.
Ext. small castle - heydrich resident
The Mercedes comes to a halt outside the regal dwelling and its manicured grounds. An attendant opens Heydrich's door; his wife, baby in arms, is followed by his other three young children. He greets them affectionately and whistles for his obedient Dobermans to join the evening reunion.
Ext. warsaw outskirts - night
Zimmer, looking utterly drained, loads bullets into his rifle, and fires - more men, women, and children fall into a pit.
Ext. Vaclavky namesti [central street in prague] - morning
Two GESTAPO AGENTS post a RED LIST of names on a wall. Onlookers quickly gather.
The execution list....
Move aside - or you'll be on the list!
Ata and two thirteen year old boys appear. When the Gestapo agents depart, they follow.
Ext. Prague street
Ata and his friends have taken a shortcut and are now walking straight towards the Nazis.
The Germans stop and look at each other.
Very good - can you say: Mein Fuhrer.
The other two boys begin playing tag around the agents and... slip nailed tacks into the back of their open boot sleeves.
He turns around and tries... but runs off laughing. The Nazis give chase, but instantly step on the tacks.
The Nazis quickly remove their boots and shake the tacks out. When they are ready to give chase, the three boys are long gone.
Ext. school building - Lidice - day
Tomas creeps along a wall leading to a classroom window and peers inside.
TOMAS's P.O.V. - TEN YOUNG MUSIC STUDENTS. MARTINA IS ONE OF THEM - PLAYING THE CLARINET.
He waves to her; she doesn't see him. He TAPS lightly on the glass. A few students look up and see him, including Martina.
He makes a funny face - Martina smiles. Bent on further annoyances, he ducks and returns to the window holding a stick. As Tomas 'conducts' in earnest, some pupils begin to giggle. He enjoys the attention and becomes even more grandiose in his act when he accidently STRIKES the window, shattering it!
EXT. SCHOOLHOUSE - later
A door opens and an angry music teacher points emphatically for Tomas to "get out." Around the corner, Martina waits for him. They walk away together in silence.
What did he say?
(holding a note)
I have to pay for the window - that's what he said. Guess I'll have to go to work for my father.
In the mines?
Poor thing - what's it like?
Well it's dangerous... dark... cold, and wet. But better than learning German history.
I've never been in a mine before....
Yeah? I know of an abandoned one, but it's kind of scary - lots of bats.
Scary huh? Let's go!
Tomas grins at her. She grabs his hand and they hurry off.
EXT. SKODA ARMAMENTS FACTORY - FUELING STATION - night
TITLE OVER: "Skoda Armaments Factory - 2:22 AM."
David, covered in black, presses up against a gas pump. He uses a pocket shovel to dig a small hole. He places a small bomb in the hole, buries it, and crawls away.
EXT. LORRY Parking lot - SKODA ARMAMENTS FACTORY
Charles is lying on his back tightly squeezed underneath a truck. He attaches a bomb to the fuel tank and sets the timer when... footsteps. Two shiny black boots come to rest parallel to his head. Faintly, TICK, TICK....
We hear the strike of a MATCH. A few excruciating seconds pass and... the boots disappear.
EXT. SKODA ARMAMENTS FACTORY - PERIMETER fence - NIGHT
Charles scrambles up to a fence and removes some brush concealing a hole. As he crawls under, he notices clouds forming. He emerges safely on the other side when....
(in German, subtitled)
Let me go and I'll introduce you to a gorgeous brunette....
Another word - you're dead.
As Charles stands, he's temporarily aghast - part of the guard's face has been severely BURNED.
Behind the guard, Antonin creeps forward. As the guard removes a walkie-talkie, Antonin lunges forward and in a deliberate motion, SNAPS the Guard's neck. Though he's instantly killed, Antonin swiftly removes a knife and slits his throat! Blood, spurting out with force, splatters on Charles' face. Before the guard falls to the ground, with his head facing sideways, he makes eye contact with Charles. Even on the ground, the guard's dead eyes still stare at Charles - who is stunned by the speed of the brutality!
Damn Nazis - gotta kill 'em twice - shit I thought ice-water would gush out.
Charles tries to shakes off 'the willies.'
Antonin... thank God!
Lucky for you - we're on the same side. New orders from Paul - you're to proceed to Kazden immediately - our contact with the German train schedules is being transferred.
Never mind, did you set your explosives?
Charles' hand is shaking. He can't take his eyes off the Guard - causing Antonin to also look. The body convulses, the eyes remaining on Charles all the while.
A Nazi with a broken neck and slit throat - stuff dreams are made of.
EXT. HILLTOP OVER PLZEN
Antonin climbs up a steep rocky slope where he sees David, panting for breath on his knees. They nod at each other when....
BOOM! The bombs they set explode! As planned, the fuel tanks ignite giving a clear signal where the arms factory is to the approaching bomber. Only one problem - low clouds have nestled themselves above the town.
INT. HALIFAX CARGO BAY
A BOMBARDIER looks up from his target mechanism and shakes his head.
Was clear all the fuckin' way until....
(shouting from cockpit)
NOW OR NEVER!
EXT. BACK TO HILLTOP OVER PLZEN
David and Antonin watch in despair as bombs fall randomly on Plzen, far north of the factory.
DREAM SEQUENCE - CHARLES curda:
EXT. A MERRY-GO-ROUND - DAY
A happy carnival atmosphere. A ten year old BOY [YOUNG CHARLES] waits in a ticket line holding his mother's hand [EMILY CURDA]. They step forward to a ticket seller - a German guard - the same guard whom Antonin just killed.
Along with his partially burned face, there's now a thick white strip of GAUZE wrapped around his throat. Young Charles takes a step back.
She smiles down at her son. The guard looks down at Charles, then the mother, then back to Charles. Slowly and deliberately, he peels back the gauze revealing a huge red WOUND with black bristly stitches shaped... like a smile.
Instead of handing them the tickets, he pulls out a gleaming knife. He begins laughing so hard, his stitches begin to burst. Charles screams! The guard lunges at Emily with the knife when....
INT. TRAIN compartment - night
Charles, screaming and flailing his arms as if warding off something, awakens! He catches his breath and looks around. Seated opposite, a grandmother with her two grandchildren, stare nervously at him.
Which way... which way to the dining car?
The grandmother points and Charles departs.
EXT. TRAIN STOP - later that night
At a desolate stop, Charles staggers out. He looks left, then right before removing a bottle of vodka from his coat pocket. After a long swig, he stumbles ahead.
EXT. A small CHATEAU - NIGHT
Charles stands outside his family's elegant residence - dirty, exhausted. No other houses are in sight. Charles bangs on the door. Silence. He does it again.
Mother! Open up!
A lamp comes on.
Who's there? Be OFF!
It's me Mother. Charles! Let me in!
The door is unbolted. His Mother, EMILY, the same woman in Charles's nightmare, stares at him.
Charles! Oh Lord - oh sweet Jesus! My son! Where have - come in my sweet love!
INT. LIVING ROOM
Emily leads Charles over to the couch. The walls look noticeably stripped.
Charles - after three years - you've come back!
Ma you're okay... I was so worried... I thought the war had... had harmed you. Ma... where's all the art work?
Gone my love... somewhere in Germany.
He shakes his head and rubs his eyes.
My goodness... I don't know where to begin - where have you... how long are you...?
Where's Papa - wake him.
Papa... can't be awakened....
An eighteen year old girl appears wearing a white gown and rubbing her eyes. NATALIE, she's pale with straight brown hair, fragile.
Mother? Who's there?
(seeing her brother)
CHARLES? Dear Lord!
Charles hugs her affectionately.
Natalie you've... grown, become a woman. I've seen such dreariness of late... but seeing you two... like seeing two angels. Let's celebrate, have any wine Ma?
Natalie, in the cellar. You must be starving - how about some stew?
Charles smiles and closes his eyes.
Yes... stew? Thank the Heavenly Father... you're both safe.
EXT. STAROMESTSKY NAMESTI (main square in prague) - DAY
One of Prague's most beautiful historic sights. In one corner, the sparkling white St. Nicholas' Church. In another, the famous Staromestsky Orioj Tower [The Old Clock Tower]. Wartime sparse, especially at the few open cafes. There's a lone horse and buggy, with a driver asleep at the reins.
2:00 PM - the clock comes alive! Mechanical, miniature wooden townsfolk appear from the double door above the clock. They pirouette around striking drums and other musical instruments.
In a cafe facing the clock, Joe pretends to watch the mechanical show. But... he's aware as Dr. Gerik, walks up to the horse, pets his nose, and tucks a crumpled piece of paper behind the horse's BLINDER.
Joe pays a waiter, walks up to the horse, pets his nose, and removes the paper.
ext. alley - day
Joe stops in an alley and removes the paper. It reads: "Heydrich - Prague May 20-May 30. Transfer to Paris May 31!"
He swallows hard with a look of urgency.
EXT. LIDICE - A PARK - DAY
A grassy field dotted with sturdy trees ideal for climbing. Tomas, the show-off, climbs to the end of a huge limb and sits precariously. Martina is leaning up against the trunk. Further away, sitting on a blanket, are Peter Horak Sr., Helen, Olga, Raymond and his wife, enjoying the early spring sun.
Come on up.
I would... if my mother wasn't around. Besides, anymore weight, and that branch will break.
A gust of wind shakes the branch causing it to CREAK.
(jumping up and down)
It's my birthday. God wouldn't let me get injured on my birthday.
The branch he's on suddenly CRACKS. Martina SCREAMS. Tomas leaps to another branch just as it falls! Tomas looks down at Martina.
Told you so.
EXT. PARK - LATER
Tomas stands in front of the picnickers holding a gift- wrapped box.
It's heavy. Is it a block of iron ore?
No... shops were sold out.
It wouldn't be a discus?
Helen frowns at Raymond's wife. Tomas unwraps the present. He holds up a box containing a black DISCUS.
Right again. Wow! It's a beauty.
Not many other gifts weigh exactly five pounds.
(holding the discus)
Well, son, throw it.
I don't know - you think the park's big enough? Hey Dad... count how many times I spin. Should be four.
He concentrates for a moment. Spins faster and faster and wings it. Impressive.
I counted three - good job son. When's the big track meet?
The end of May - I gotta practice everyday if I'm gonna beat John Chirov.
Your brother would be proud....
Yeah... wish he were here. Come on Martina, you gotta try it.
Martina will not throw a 'discus.'
Tomas runs over towards the discus. Martina follows, against the protests of her mother.
(picks up the discus)
Think I can hit the sun, Sunshine?
Tomas... I'm sorry I don't have a gift for you.
That's all right - it's not like you have a job or something.
I was thinking tonight... we could sneak out to the hills and... look for shooting stars.
Yeah, we could bring your mother along too.
Tomas - I'm serious.
Tomas sees something approaching. He frowns.
(looks at the discus)
Too bad this isn't a bomb - I'd blow Loudzin straight to hell.
He indicates to a BMW MOTORCYCLE with a swastika painted on its SIDECAR speeding towards the group. The driver has a machine gun strapped over his shoulder; in the weighted down sidecar, Loudzin. The driver brings the bike to a skidding halt inches from the picnic basket.
Horak! There's a problem with the conveyor belt in mine sixteen. You are to report there immediately!
Mine sixteen - I'm not responsible for that mine.
You are now! Why Reichprotector Heydrich ever gave you Sundays off is... makes no sense.
Tomas and Martina join the confrontation at the perimeter. Tomas immediately begins handling his discus in a threatening way. Loudzin spies the picnic basket.
What's in THERE?
I'm sorry Herr Loudzin....
Of course... Sergeant. I don't believe the word 'extra' appears in the definition of 'rations.'
(he grabs his crotch)
No 'ration' here little woman!
Tomas steps forward, Martina grabs his arm. Loudzin laughs.
Oh... you must be the man of the Horak family.
Tomas grips his discus.
What's in your hands boy?
It's his birthday present, Sergeant Loudzin, a discus.
I SAID ON YOUR WAY!
Peter Sr., sullen, walks away down a path.
Target practice - throw it up in the air boy.
(grabs a machine gun from the driver)
Make it fly like a duck.
Loudzin flaps his arms in a grotesque manner.
Please, Sergeant, is this really necessary?
Yes, you've stated your business, now leave us!
Such insolence. Throw it boy - nice and high - unless you want to dig her grave.
And you... quack like a duck when he throws it.
Tomas looks at Olga - she's not scared.
Five, four, three....
Tomas spins twice and tosses it halfheartedly. Loudzin aims and fires bullets everywhere... except the disc.
Terrible throw - not much of an athlete are you boy?
(to Olga, deathly cold)
I didn't hear you quack....
He points the gun at her. Olga stands. Sweat drips from the onlookers. Loudzin fires... but up in the air! He bursts out laughing.
Red's not your color - happy birthday boy - you just saved her life.
To the wounded duck!
The driver kick starts the bike and speeds over to the discus. In a maniacal frenzy, Loudzin sprays bullets at the discus - obliterating it! Angered, Tomas stares after them as Loudzin's fading laughter RINGS louder and louder in his ears. Suddenly, he gives chase.
int. horak house - Top of stairs - late that night
Tomas and Martina are whispering next to the open window with the accessible drain pipe. Both are wearing heavy dark coats with Martina holding a BLUE BLANKET.
I don't know if this is such a good idea. My birthday's over... and I don't really care about 'shooting stars' anymore.
Come on! I read about this comet - visible to the naked eye - we gotta see it!
EXT. MAIN STREET - LIDICE
Apparently, she's rather hard to resist. Hand in hand, Tomas and Martina run down the street. Directly in front of them lighting their path is a glorious full moon.
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
Laughing and still hand in hand, the two dodge among the foliage.
EXT. A CLEARING
Martina, running ahead of Tomas, breaks into a grassy clearing, about an acre in size. She pirouettes in the center while gazing at the moon.
Tomas... it's so beautiful. I discovered this place the other day, I think it's magical.
She spreads out the blanket and they lie on their backs gazing up at sky. Silence.
Can't see any stars....
Moon's too bright.
They smile at one another when Martina sees something.
Between two trees, the moonlight reveals a giant buck and a doe staring at Tomas and Martina.
MARTINA (cont'd) (CONT'D)
How beautiful. Happy Birthday.
Tomas looks at the deer, then at Martina.
He pecks her cheek, stares in wonderment at her eyes, then abruptly looks away - unfamiliar waters. She gazes at him, until his eyes return. She guides his mouth to hers.
They kiss, only Tomas can't seem to get his lips, tongue, and breathing in sync. Martina's eyes wander - the deer remain.
EXT. CLEARING - LATER
Still kissing, Tomas's hands are up Martina's sweater. Amazingly, Tomas has found his rhythm, even with the addition of his hands. Martina smiles. She moves her hands lower, out of sight under the blanket. Tomas's eyes suddenly bulge.
What are you...?
Is it... okay?
Well... I... I can wait... tomorrow's okay!
There's a war - tomorrow may not come.
Slowly, the virgins begin to make love. Tomas looks down at his pelvis, fascinated by the process. Martina in pain. A flurry of motion and... temporary confusion. Male flight.
We should head back.
(closing her eyes)
I don't think so....
FADE OUT/FADE IN:
EXT. prague BICYCLE PATH ALONG THE VLTAVA RIVER - DAY
On a blustery afternoon, Joe and Jan are tracing Heydrich's route via bicycles (Jan is following Joe by some 50 meters). They cross the TRAJA BRIDGE onto a bumpy cobblestone street. A BRIDGE TOLL TAKER watches them pass by. He picks up the phone.
EXT. CORNER AT KOBYLISY STREET - EARLY AFTERNOON
At a sharp HAIRPIN turn, where Kobylisy St. abruptly turns up a hill, Joe stops his bike and waits for Jan to arrive.
They look at one another - YES!
They watch as each CAR coming down the hill slows down to a crawl as it rounds the curve!
This is the only stretch we haven't covered -
I don't recognize the street - but it's perfect.
Look - they had to reroute the road up the hill.
Yeah... but why did the Germans re-route the road?
Joe points ahead to a destroyed bridge.
That's right, the Nazis blew-up the Strahov Bridge.
Don't worry... I promise you Mr. Bridge - you'll get your revenge.
Jan looks at a small florist stand where TANYA, nineteen, is staring at him as she tends to a sparse collection of flowers for sale.
(looking at Tanya)
I'll stay here and see...
see what time Heydrich drives by. Do you mind continuing on.
Looks around - lining Kobylisy St. are apartment buildings with small shops and cafes on the ground floor.
Quiet - nice and quiet.
Jan sits at a table across from the flower store, removes a book, a pen, some cigarettes, and stares at Tanya.
EXT. PRAGUE CASTLE - Heydrich's office - 5:00 P.M.
Heydrich is sitting behind his massive desk editing a document. He pushes an intercom button.
Send in Major Frank.
Moments later, the doting Frank enters.
Heil Hitler. I'm nearly finished editing the minutes from the Wannsee Conference. Hitler will most pleased.
You are a master of implementing his vision.
That's exactly what I have here - the blueprints for The Final Solution.
The liquidation of European Jewry.
See that this is delivered to Himmler.
And one more thing - I won't be needing my vehicle escorted any longer, Major.
Reichprotektor, I must protest!
Heydrich raises his hand - silencing him.
They are no longer necessary! My policies of increasing armament production by offering incentives to the workers has been an unparalleled success.
Besides, I think the Czechs have taken rather a liking to me. Besides... the escorts can't keep up with me and Klein in the country. Carry on.
EXT. CAFE - LATER
Jan is still sitting across from the flower shop and Tanya. On the title page of his book, he's sketching a picture of her. It's good.
He watches as two German soldiers stop in front of Tanya. One grabs her cheeks and pulls her lips to his. Jan stands up when... Heydrich's Mercedes appears. Like the other cars, it too slows dramatically while rounding the corner. Klein looks at Jan as if to say - 'why is he standing?' Jan salutes Heydrich - easing Klein's conscience. The two other German soldiers stop harassing the girl and also salute Heydrich.
(under his breath)
EXT. CAFE - NIGHT
A heavyset man is putting away the tables around Jan, who suddenly hops to his feet - Tanya is locking up the flower store. Jan grabs his bike and crosses the street. A MAN wearing a wool cap nonchalantly lowers a newspaper and watches Jan approach Tanya.
Tanya pretends to be startled when Jan speaks to her.
Excuse me... my name is... Alexander Baska, would you mind if I accompanied you on your walk home?
Alexander? You don't look like an Alexander. Nor do you look like a Nazi sympathizer. What other lies are in store for me?
Lie? Why would I lie? What is your name?
Tanya. No lie.
They start walking, Jan pushing his bicycle along.
Tanya (cont'd) (CONT'D)
Do you always draw in your novels?
Well uhh... no. It's just hard to find sketch paper these days.
Did you finish your drawing of me?
No I was... I was drawing the river.
Still lying - would you like to finish it?
She smiles at him and they continue on... followed by the MAN wearing the wool cap.
INT. tanya's BEDROOM - NIGHT
Jan's NOVEL is lying on the floor open to a page where there's a half finished, reclining NUDE drawn. A pair of STOCKINGS land on the book.
INT. tanya's BEDROOM - LATER
The two are making love. Rolling around. Tanya MOANS and extends her arm over his rear. She feels something and is startled.
INT. tanya's BEDROOM - LATER
Jan sits up in bed, smoking a cigarette, staring ahead. Petra rubs his huge forearms. Silence.
How did you get those scars?
You know the ones - on your rear.
Silence. Jan inhales.
I was arrested... soon after the Nazi occupation....
INT. BRICK PRISON CELL - NIGHT
JAN, naked, is tied down on his stomach to a steely prison bed - no mattress. A single light bulb hangs down illuminating the room. His face, covered in sweat, is twisting and grimacing in pain. We hear a SIZZLING sound. SS STORMTROOPER #1, one of five, holds up a BRIGHT RED branding iron, the shape of a swastika, in front of Jan's nose.
Sergeant Kubis... every time you sit, think of me.
Every time I shit, I'll think of you....
Laughter. Stormtrooper #1 smiles - a cigarette dangles from his lips. He and the other Nazis are drunk and dishevelled. They wear white tank tops, with black slacks and black boots.
Stormtrooper #1 places the branding iron back into a fireplace full of smoldering coals. Another Nazi takes a swig from a bottle and passes it along.
Let's drink to the rest of his family - the cows in the field!
More laughter. Stormtrooper #2, wearing thick glasses, removes the branding iron. He looks at the glowing swastika up close. In each of his lenses, we see the reflection of the crimson swastika.
STORMTROOPER #2 (cont'd) (CONT'D)
Tell us the names!
Jan doesn't respond.
STORMTROOPER #2 (cont'd) (CONT'D)
The NAMES of the officers who stayed behind!
Charles... Charles Chaplin.
Crazed drunken laughter. Stormtrooper #2 adjusts his hat while TWIRLING around the branding iron a la Charlie Chaplin's cane. As he circles by Jan, he GRINDS down the branding iron. They begin singing raucously as we go....
BACK TO Tanya's BEDROOM
The two stare ahead.
Luckily... I was rescued....
He blows a perfect smoke ring into the middle of the room.
EXT. TANYA'S APARTMENT BUILDING - 4:00 am
Jan is about to hop on his bike when a 1938 POPULAR BERLINA skids to a halt. Three men, including the man wearing the WOOL CAP, jump out and abduct him.
INT. COUNTRY COTTAGE
It's bare, except for a table with wooden chairs around it. Jan sits across from the three men. There's the man wearing the CAP, and another man with a nicotine-stained moustache. Sitting between them is the leader - JINDRA, mid-forties, short, and wearing a slovenly blue suit. Jindra removes Jan's blindfold.
We are with the Czech resistance - tell us who are you?
Jan coolly pulls out his identification papers. Jindra reads them.
Otto Sternad... a workman from Brno? What factory did you work at?
Where everyone in Brno works - the Zeyer Munitions Factory.
Suffering from epilepsy - and you're convalescing in Prague, huh?
Is this an arrest or a job interview?
(looks at paper)
Well gentlemen, I thought we had one of those paratroopers who landed near Nehvizdy in late December.
Me - a paratrooper?
The paratrooper who is presently residing in the Hanspaulka District at 2322 Hradec St.? Who curiously spends his days... following Heydrich.
We know who you are and what your plans are! To kill Heydrich! You've been very sloppy! If we can deduce this - so can the Germans!
Silence. They stare at one another.
I want you to listen very carefully to what I... what we have to say. We oppose assassinating Heydrich because... because thousands of Czechs will DIE in retaliation if he is killed! THOUSANDS OF INNOCENT PEOPLE! Cancel the mission.
Even if I knew what you were talking about. No.
At least let the others know - know of all the buckets and buckets of blood that will be on their hands.
May I go now?
We'll be in touch.
INT. MORAVEC APARTMENT
Joe and George are playing cards looking anxious. Jan enters - the two other man jump to their feet.
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
Jan acts perplexed.
What? Don't worry... I met a girl - nothing jeopardized.
You were with her all this time?
Jan winks at him and takes a seat.
GEORGE (cont'd) (CONT'D)
Tell me everything!
She was smart - you wouldn't like her.
(changing the subject)
Kobylisy Street is perfect.
And... Heydrich's dropped his escorts!
Yep... his big car comes to a near stop as it rounds the corner. I see at least a half dozen escape routes as well.
Were the lights on or off?
Forget about it - tell him about your meeting with Paul.
After you kill him, he's found a place for us all to hide while things cool down.
A crypt - so I'm gonna kill a guy and then go wait it out in a crypt?
Not to worry, the corpses are so old they no longer stink. How did the girl smell, like jasmine?
Did you notice anyone following us?
Jan shakes his head.
INT. remote cottage - NIGHT
Paul urgently instructs Oscar what to type on the transmitting machine. The cottage is cluttered with Greek and Egyptian antiquities.
Train. Pilzen. Fourteen-hundred hours. Thirty mechanized-vehicles. Forty-five light artillery. Mortars. Bomb Masnik Bridge.
A PARTISAN bursts through the door.
Two trucks parked - where the road ends - Gestapo!
Oscar flips a lid over the transmitter and Paul opens the window. Before jumping out, Paul scatters a few little bite size MORSELS on the floor. They hop out the window and disappear into the black forest. The Collaborator quickly removes his overcoat. Underneath, pajamas - boots off, slippers on.
INT. FRONT PARLOR - same
The front door is smashed open. Eight GESTAPO AGENTS burst in - two of them restraining some giant German Shepherds. The Collaborator jumps up from his chair holding a BOOK.
GESTAPO AGENT #1
WHERE IS THE TRANSMITTER?
How dare you break into my house!
GESTAPO AGENT #1
I'm curator of antiquities at The National Museum - I'm protected under Geneva Convention Act number....
The Agent BLASTS one of his artifacts.
GESTAPO AGENT #1
Take him outside - if he doesn't cooperate - shoot him.
(they hustle him outside)
Let the dogs pick up a scent.
EXT. WOODS - same
As Paul and Oscar dodge between trees, GUNSHOTS.
back to cottage
The German Shepherds, in a sniffing frenzy, come across the MORSELS and instantly gobble them up. One dog sniffs the chair Oscar was sitting on and signals to his Gestapo Trainer.
He's found it!
EXT. WOODS - slightly later
The dogs are running through the woods - the trainers barely able to hold onto the leash.
ext. woods - same
Paul and Oscar scamper along when they hear a piercing YELP!
Oscar... stop... it worked!
back to gestapo agents
They stand over two convulsing dogs.
GESTAPO AGENT #1
back to paul and oscar
The more we distract the Nazis....
Paul puts his arm around Oscar and the two trudge on.
EXT. CABIN PORCH - DUSK
TITLE OVER: "May 26, 1942."
David is smoking a cigarette gazing upon a scenic low-lying mountain lake. Trees grow right up to shore line where tiny, white-capped waves splash against them. Antonin cleans his pistol. Behind him, a broken-down hunter's cabin.
(eyes closed, clairvoyant)
Paul is here.
Antonin looks up, but sees nothing when... Paul appears, riding a horse and holding the reins of another horse. David smiles. Paul salutes and jumps off his horse. He's carrying a pack with him.
Corporal Svarc! It's a been awhile - a pleasure as always. Hello Antonin.
Urgent news - tonight both of you - to the crypt.
Yes, London has given the order. Tomorrow morning, Heydrich will wake up in hell. I've got the transmitter for Corporal Curda.
There's a problem with the Corporal. He had an accident....
He fucked up his assignment that's what happened!
Charles is lying down on a makeshift bed of hay. His ANKLE is wrapped in a light gauze. Antonin, David, and Paul are standing above him.
I'm sorry, sir. I hurt my ankle jumping off a train - it's getting better, though, sir.
Antonin frowns. Silence. Paul stares into Charles's eyes.
When you've secured an escape route - contact Madame Morecova.
What if something happens to her - I won't know where you are?
The less who know, the better our chances.
INT. MADAME MORAVECova'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Joe and Ata are enjoying a harmless wrestling match while Jan stares blankly at a newspaper. Joe, wearing a tank-top, his muscles rippling, lets Ata pin him. The Madame enters holding laundered clothes.
That's enough Ata, time for bed.
I'm getting pretty good, huh?
Very good - you should try out for your school's wrestling team.
You think I'm big enough?
He flexes his thirteen year old biceps - not much.
What you don't have in size, you make up in guts.
Mother, can I try out next year?
Wrestling...? If you promise to be the best that you can and gracious in defeat - of course.
(to Joe and Jan)
Here are your clothes.
Thank you once again, Madame.
THREE deliberate knocks at the door. The Madame unchains the door. It's Paul and Dr. Gerik - looking agitated.
Good evening, Madame. Excuse us for a moment.
They enter, startling George, who is sitting on the bed cross-legged cleaning his teeth with a toothpick while looking in a small square mirror.
Damn, Paul - you stink!
The three of you are to carry out your plans tomorrow.
There are whispers Heydrich might be receiving... shall we say, a promotion. To become Reichprotektor of a bigger prize. Occupied France... or Belgium perhaps. If true, he may leave at any moment.
Antonin... and the others?
Making their way to the crypt - except Charles. Men - triple check your equipment.
Joe and Jan nod. George holds up his mirror to his face and smiles.
I got mine.
Tomorrow - the world will know the Czech resistance is doing its part to win the war! Good luck.
The five embrace one another.
INT. TOMAS's ROOM - HORAKS - same NIGHT
Tomas and Martina rest their heads on their elbows whispering to one another. A small oil lamp illuminates their excited faces.
I can never sleep the night before a big track meet.
I hope you beat Jon Tirac - he's so conceited.
Martina grimaces slightly and rubs her tummy.
I don't know - strange tummy cramps.
Maybe you're nervous about the meet?
Perhaps if you rub it, it will feel better.
Tomas hesitates, smiles. Martina lifts her nightgown exposing her tummy. Tomas rubs it softly.
It tickles - your hand is rough.
(looks at right hand)
From throwing rocks instead of a real discus. I'll use my left hand.
No. I like it.
INT. BEDROOM - night
Jan, wearing underwear, lies on the bed staring at the ceiling - intense. Joe is cleaning his light machine gun, a British-made STEN gun - relaxed.
There's something I... I didn't tell you - a faction of the Czech resistance abducted me a while back - they had deduced our mission and... wanted to let us know they were opposed to it.
They're worried about... about massive retaliations - about thousands of innocent people getting killed.
They're right. I came to grips with that some time ago.
Simple. If Heydrich lives, millions more will die.
EXT. HEYDRICH'S ESTATE - FRONT YARD - MORNING
TITLE OVER: "May 27, 1942 - 7:00 AM."
A beautiful clear morning. Reinhard Heydrich, in full regalia, throws a stick for his Dobermans to retrieve. As Klein brings the Mercedes to the front of the chateau, Heydrich's wife totes out his sleepy kids to see their father off. Heydrich pecks the kids goodbye while again reading a report.
Ext. Country road
Heydrich and Klein fly down a road in their three ton Mercedes - top down. An unsuspecting ROOSTER hops to safety just in the nick of time.
INTERCUT - EXT. KOBYLISY ST./TRACK FIELD - MORNING
Joe, wearing a hat and long lightweight coat, sits on a bench where Kobylisy St. makes a sharp turn. He reads a paper, next to him, a BRIEFCASE. Across the street from him, bearded Jan sits smoking a pipe.
Joe looks up to the top of Kobylisy St., where George has set up a shoe-shine station. The trap is set.
EXT. TRACK FIELD - SAME TIME
The JUNIOR NATIONALS Track Meet. Sitting in the stands are Olga, Peter and Helen watching as Tomas and Martina compete in their respective decathlon events. Tomas is running in the 400 METERS! Eight contestants, close, but Tomas comes in SECOND.
The winner of the 400 meters... Jon Tirac.
Jon is slightly bigger than Tomas and... quite sure of himself.
Next heat, Martina lines up for the 100 meter sprint. The race starter CLAPS two pieces of wood together and they're off! Sprinting like a gazelle, Martina wins easily. Tomas is first to congratulate her.
EXT. KOBYLISY ST.
Jan looks up from his paper to see Tanya from the flower shop walking her bike towards him. He can't be noticed! She strides right past, oblivious.
EXT. TRACK FIELD
Tomas rocks back and forth with his body and runs down the track leading to the LONG JUMP. He lands in a plod of dirt and immediately hops up. A judge marks his spot - beyond the other marks!
The winner of the long jump, Tomas Horak. Our final event in the men's decathlon - the discus throw.
EXT. KOBYLISY ST.
A BRIGHT flash strikes the newspaper Joe's reading. He looks up. George conceals his tiny MIRROR, shuts his shoe-shine case, and leaves the area. Joe grabs his briefcase, and crosses the street to where the hairpin turn begins. Jan also rises and stations himself to where the hairpin turn ends.
Heydrich and Klein appear in the convertible at the top of the street.
ext. track FIELD - SAME TIME
Tomas steps in the discus circle and takes some big deep breaths. He holds tight to the discus and begins his momentum building spin.
ext. kOBYLISY ST. curve
Joe sets the briefcase down. With his back facing the approaching Mercedes, he removes his STEN sub-machine gun and conceals it in his coat. Heydrich is a hundred feet away.
Klein slows the car as it approaches the curve. Swiftly, Joe hoists his gun out from his coat and aims it at the former SS-Obergruppenfuhrer. Just forty feet away, Heydrich and Klein recoil.
Joe pulls the trigger BUT THE GUN JAMS! Heydrich, realizing his good fortune, stands up in the weaving car and fumbles for his pistol. Jan, ready for anything, rips the pin from a grenade [a Mills bomb] and lobs it at the Mercedes.
SLOW MOTION - GRENADE IN MID-AIR.
EXT. TRACK FIELD
SLOW-MOTION - DISCUS IN MID-AIR.
EXT. KOBYLISY ST. curve
SLOW MOTION - GRENADE LANDING IN BACK SEAT. HEYDRICH HORRIFIED.
EXT. TRACK FIELD
SLOW MOTION - DISCUS LANDING AT A WINNING DISTANCE. TOMAS AND MARTINA OVERJOYED.
EXT. KOBYLISY ST. curve
Heydrich quickly tries to jump over the passenger door. Too late - BOOM! Heydrich is blown high in the air. He lands on road - THUD - near Joe. They make eye contact. He's wounded, but not dead. Flesh and bone protrude from his left thigh. He attempts to stand-up, but that proves impossible.
Joe throws down the sub-machine in disgust and runs towards a bike rack. Adrenaline overheating, Jan jumps on a bike and races off. Joe is about to reach the bike rack when Klein appears from behind the mangled car. He FIRES and misses Joe, but shatters his bike chain!
Joe rounds the corner into an alley and removes a small pistol from his coat pocket. Klein follows.
A large woman, hearing Klein and seeing Joe run towards her - greets him with a bucket of water. Bullets whiz by.
Joe ducks in a doorway and fires off a couple of shots. Klein is hit in shoulder before he too ducks inside a doorway. Joe sprints away, turning down another street.
Joe ducks into a butcher shop as Klein rounds the corner. He looks at his wound and curses.
INT. BUTCHER'S SHOP
Joe dips below the counter and looks up at a dumbfounded BUTCHER holding a big knife. He's round and grizzly.
What are you doing?
Joe gestures for him to 'shh.' The Butcher sees Klein hurrying down the street with his pistol drawn. The Butcher swipes the knife down at Joe, who rolls over discarded cow organs to avoid death.
HERE HE IS!
Joe fires his pistol, shooting the knife out of his hand, then points it at the Butcher's head.
(beat - tempted)
The Butcher runs out the back door. Joe peers over the service counter to... Klein firing! He ducks, returning the fire blindly. Silence, except for Joe's heavy breathing when... LOUD, PLODDING FOOTSTEPS - closer and closer. Joe leaps up to see...
Klein, a bullet hole in the forehead - doggedly moves forward. A few more steps and he falls forward doing a face plant into a bucket of cow INTESTINES.
fadE OUT/FADE IN:
int. cabin - night
Charles, asleep, twitches, causing a bead of sweat to roll down his face.
DREAM SEQUENCE - Charles CURDA:
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - DAY
Black and white. Between the barracks and the barbed-wire fence, a SOCCER game. Charles is the goalie. A great pass from one opposing player to another! He dribbles the ball towards Charles. He kicks; Charles guesses LEFT and dives left - but kick is RIGHT - SCORE! Charles gets up shaking his head. The referee blows his whistle and the game stops.
All the other players suddenly look very sad. Emily is led out from a barrack and up the stairs of a wooden structure with a NOOSE hanging from it. Escorting her is the DEAD GERMAN GUARD, now with rotting STITCHES dangling from his neck. He smiles at Charles, pretending to look sad as he places the noose around Emily's neck. Emily looks drearily at her son.
My child - you should have guessed right....
The guard pulls hard on a lever - the bottom underneath Emily disappears.
Back to charles
He awakens YELLING - covered in sweat again. He stares ahead, shaking. Suddenly, he dresses. As he rushes out the door, he looks back at the TRANSMITTER. He picks it up, lifts up a floor board, and places the transmitter underneath it.
EXT. curda CHATEAU - NIGHT
Charles bangs on the door and takes a drink. Emily opens the door and embraces her son.
FADE OUT/FADE IN:
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - early morning
TITLE OVER: "June 6, 1942 - Ten Days After the Assassination Attempt."
Reinhard Heydrich is lying in bed looking positively morose. His skin is blueish-grey; his eyes are open but are eerily yellow in color. A nurse dabs his forehead with a wet cloth.
Another nurse changes a large dressing wrapped around Heydrich's thigh. Two DOCTORS converse in the corner.
CLOSE ON: HEYDRICH'S THIGH. A massive wound, putrid green.
When the nurse spreads some ointment on it, the left side of Heydrich's face twitches rapidly. Frank enters.
Get out. All of you!
They depart. Frank kneels at his bedside - the wound just to his left. He smells something - he can't stand it! He jumps up and vomits in the sink. Back to his bedside. Heydrich struggles to utter his last words.
My... my beloved people... how could they?
I've... I've had thousands killed trying to answer that.
ext. hospital CORRIDOR - same
The two doctors walk down the deserted hallway.
If Frank had asked?
I'd tell him Heydrich will die of... blood poisoning.
And the cause?
Caused by fragments of his automobile upholstery lodged in his spleen.
If the assassins wanted him to die an agonizing death....
They got their wish.
Tbey hear a loud SCREAM - Heydrich.
Back to heydrich
White foam emanates from Heydrich's mouth. He convulses and abruptly sits upright. Frank tries to restrain him. A graphic, agonizing death. Another SCREAM - FRANK.
SEQUENCE OF SCENES - people LISTENING TO THE RADIO:
INT. HORAK HOUSE - DAY
Peter Sr., Helen, Tomas Olga, and Martina are listening to their radio.
(from the radio)
At 4:30 AM this morning, our beloved Reichprotektor Heydrich succumbed to the wounds he received from a grenade attack on May 27. After his funeral, he will come to rest in the Prague Castle. The perpetrators of this cowardly and criminal act must be apprehended immediately in order for the summary executions to cease.
They'll continue... until the assassins are apprehended.
Ext. church of st ciril and st. Methodius - estaBLISHING
A baroque Russian Orthodox basilica.
INT. - THE CRYPT
All the paratroopers, except Charles, share the space with dead dignitaries of the church - twelve small coffins placed in the walls, some of them rotted away exposing the skeletal remains.
They too are listening to a small radio. The ceiling is at street level where a beam of light streams through a tiny 1' by 1' vent. A kerosene lamp, its flame un-nervingly rigid due to lack of circulation, fails to 'brighten' the place. In one corner, a small stove, on the floor space, bedding.
(from the radio)
If you have any information on the whereabouts of these assassins, please contact your nearest Gestapo Headquarters. A reward of ten million crowns will be given for information leading to the arrest of the guilty men. I repeat the sum of ten million crowns....
INT. curda chateau - living room - DAY
Charles lies on a couch, his ankle elevated and still wrapped in gauze. He holds a glass of vodka, the bottle close by. Sitting on another couch opposite him and listening to the radio, are Emily and Natalie - who's trembling with fear.
Ten million crowns - whoa!
(from the radio)
Whoever shelters these criminals, assists them, or, knowing them - does not denounce them, will be shot along... with his entire family.
Shot? SHOT! Oh dear God.
Charles pours himself some vodka. Natalie looks on, horrified.
In case you forgot... I was here on the day of the assassination.
Just tell us then - by you stayin' here - could we be shot if you are discovered?
Since Papa's away, I'm here to protect you....
Papa's not 'away', he's DEAD! Answer my question - please - will we be shot?
Mama - I don't want be shot by strange Germans....
Hush hush, Natalie. You will be safe.
Charles nods, and BURPS. Natalie runs out of the room CRYING.
Pardon me - can you believe that? Ten million crowns....
EXT. CHURCH OF ST. CYRIL AND ST. MEtHODIUS - DAY
Madame Moravecova, carrying a basket, stops at the steps outside the church. She pretends to rest, but looks around for anybody following her. A few elderly pedestrians stroll about. She ducks into the church only... to have her son, Ata peak around a corner, noting her disappearance.
INT. FOYER - DAY
The Madame is greeted by a reassuring hand - that of FATHER CIKL, late 50's, wearing a chasuble.
The Madame looks admiringly at the walls, ceilings, and arches where saints gaze from icons and angels flutter from frescoes. She passes through the front of the church [Foyer}, in the center with the pews [Nave], to the back where there is a large ORGAN. She admires the two marble stairwells to the left and right leading to the upper church choir.
INT. QUIET ROOM
Father Cikl finishes rolling up an embroidered rug revealing a thick wooden trap door while the Madame looks on. He pulls back a nearby curtain, removes a cane, and TAPS on the floor SEVEN times. Through great effort, the door is pushed to the side. Paul appears holding the kerosene lamp.
Good afternoon. This way to your table.
Paul assists the Madame down the final step. The other men scurry about trying to make the crypt look presentable.
A CHORUS of hellos ring out.
Nice to see you, Madame. So... the Hangman of Prague... died of blood poisoning?
She nods and quickly begins removing some bread, meat, cheese, and potato dumplings from her bag. Antonin looks as if he's just seen the Holy Grail. As the other men argue over who gets what, Paul takes the Madame aside.
Have you heard anything from Charles?
No... I don't understand. He missed our first rendezvous and not a word since.
He's our only link to the outside world. I can't believe this.
How is Ata? Did you bring any of his comics?
The Madame nods with a warm smile and removes some magazines and books from her deep basket.
We've... we've been hearing some disturbing news about all the random executions....
My dear young men - please! Enough of this talk. Eat, eat!
INT. LIVING ROOM - HORAK HOUSE - DAY
Tomas sits on a couch reading an old track and field magazine he's read a hundred times. He OVERHEARS Olga and Martina speaking from upstairs.
Did I hear you vomiting again this morning?
Uhh... just a little.
What do you mean just A LITTLE?
DON'T TELL ME TO.... Martina if you're ill - I want to know why.
Almost sounds like morning sickness, but that's impossible. At the store, tell Dr. Korda your symptoms - whatever medicine he suggests - buy it.
Tomas sits heavily back in the couch - this information is very confusing.
EXT. LIDICE - side street
Tomas is carrying a small bag of supplies while he and Martina walk slowly down an empty street. It's a blustery day.
You forgot to tell Dr. Korda about... vomiting.
What kind of a person eavesdrops on a private...!
Sorry! Couldn't help it. You're mother should learn to whisper.
Plug your ears!
I'm the one who LIVES there!
Martina, susceptible to huge mood swings, begins sobbing uncontrollably.
TOMAS (cont'd) (CONT'D)
I'm sorry - I Uhh - I didn't mean it! I just want to know why you're vomiting.
BECAUSE - THAT'S WHY.
She runs off leaving Tomas reeling in confusion.
INT. CRYPT - NIGHT
Everybody's sleeping, except Joe and Jan. They lie on the floor, staring at the ceiling. It's hot - the men sleep in their underwear. Joe takes a slow drag off a cigarette. Beside him, a front page photograph of a group of blindfolded civilians who await execution.
I thought I could live with... with the slaughter - but I can't.
Jan nods. They rise and shake Paul - startling him.
We want to turn ourselves in - we can end this insane blood bath.
I'll hear no such nonsense!
Listen - if Charles has gone AWOL, it won't be long before we're discovered. Jan and I will turn ourselves in - claim we acted alone, the arrests will stop - you can escape - and hundreds, maybe thousands will be spared!
I have orders to carry out a mission and return you safely home.
We are home - and we want to be buried here.
There'll be no talk of burials....
He looks around at the coffins, and the then at the others. The absurdity - they break out in laughter.
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - GESTAPO HEADQUARTERS - prague - DAY
TITLE OVER: "June 9th, 1942 - 13 days after the assassination."
Deep in the bowels of the building, Major Frank is extracting a confession from a small, innocent man named KYLE. Next to Kyle is an unconscious woman - ANITA. Like Kyle, her hands are tied behind a chair; her chin rests on her naked chest. Two other Gestapo agents lazily lean up against the walls - veterans of this type of work. Frank holds a POINTER in one hand and a LETTER in the other.
(reads letter - overly dramatic)
Dear Anita, I am sorry I am writing to you so late... I have done what I wanted to do. On that fateful day I slept somewhere at Cabarna. I am all right. See you this week and then we shall never meet again.
(in Kyle's face)
This letter that you sent her...
(points to Anita)
... 'that fateful day' - tell me how you were involved in the assassination ON THAT FATEFUL DAY!
Please... sir. I don't know anything about the assassination. You can ask my boss - I stole money from his store to... to buy ration coupons. That's my crime.
Frank walks around him very slowly until their eyes meet. He smiles cutely at Kyle and then walks over to a large jug where he takes a swig.
He takes another one, keeping the liquid in his mouth, and approaches Kyle from his back. Frank nods to a Gestapo Agent who ignites his lighter and places the flame between the two. Kyle looks over his shoulders - trembling. Frank sprays the flammable fluid out from his mouth sending a fine mist of flames onto Kyle's back. His SCREAM is so loud it temporarily wakes Anita up. Frank then WHACKS his pointer on Kyle's back.
Where are the other assassins?
Kyle is shaking violently in the chair.
Please... please have mercy!
Who do you know in the army?
Kyle can only sob.
FRANK (cont'd) (CONT'D)
I don't know. The army... I only know... somebody in the air force.
One of the assassins?
I don't know.
Frank BLOWS another fine mist of flame onto his back.
Peter... Peter Horak Jr.- a friend of my sister....
Horak - where is he from?
He swats Kyle's back again.
Where...? I don't remember where....
I don't know - some village - outside of Prague - Lidice.
Kyle perks up - eyes swollen, mouth bloody - he's finally said something right.
Mein Heydrich, you will be avenged!
EXT. LIDICE, CZECHOSLOVAKIA - NIGHT.
TITLE OVER: "Lidice - Population 483, June 10, 1942 - 5:00 AM."
Lidice. The uneven cobblestone streets, the two story wooden houses, the Gothic Church, the schoolhouse.
A RIFLE SHOT shakes the core of these structures. GERMAN SS SOLDIERS, numbering in the eighties, march down the main street. Leading the soldiers is Major Frank - barking out orders through a bullhorn.
By orders of our beloved Fuhrer - traitors of Lidice - you have five minutes to assemble outside your homes! Leave your valuables. Failure to comply and you will be shot.
The Nazis trample through gardens and pound on the household doors rudely awakening the residents. Two soldiers pound on the HORAK door.
INT. LIVING ROOM - HORAK HOUSE
I repeat - leave your valuables and proceed outdoors. Failure to comply will result in death.
Helen Horak runs into the room holding a candle - obviously distressed. She proceeds to light some oil lamps illuminating Olga, lying awake on a makeshift bed spread on the living room floor.
The devil's servants have arrived.
What... what did he say? Fuhrer's orders! Traitors? Who?
Peter Horak Sr. appears adjusting the suspenders to his pants. He pulls back a drape and watches as the soldiers trample over his garden.
PETER - what's going...?
Quiet. Stay calm. Probably a routine search for shortwave radios or somebody. Get dressed.
Tomas leaps down the stairs wearing pajamas. Jumping over the couch, he stops at the window pulling back the drape to... reveal a German soldier staring right back at him.
Tomas! Get away from there!
Peter Sr. stares long at Tomas. He grabs him and pushes him into the kitchen.
Listen son. God knows why the Nazis have come - but I don't want to lose another son. Leave. I want you to leave - hide in the woods and return when they're gone, when you know it's safe!
Until we know why the Germans are here - he's leaving and that's final! Now go Tomas - go by the roof, there's no time!
Tomas embraces his Mother and Father.
Can Martina come with me?
Olga, dressing, overhears.
She doesn't leave my sight!
Of course not, Olga.
Tomas runs up the stairs.
INT. TOP FLOOR - HORAK HOUSE
Tomas runs out of his room wearing black pants and a black wool jacket. He sits on the top of the stairs and hurriedly puts on his boots. Martina appears - anxious.
Tomas? Were those gun shots?
Martina! Outside... Nazis all over the place. My father wants me to go... but I'll be back tomorrow.
Go? Go where?
I asked if you could come, but your mother said no.
But I want... I want to go with you.
Keep an eye on your Mother - make sure she doesn't say anything stupid to the Nazis.
Martina! Come down here, now.
Here Tomas... take my necklace.
She removes a silver chain with an opal mounted in the center and tucks it into his coat pocket.
Tomas... I guess I should tell you... I think maybe... I'm....
Olga appears at the bottom of the stairs.
I'll give you back the necklace tomorrow.
Tomas opens the window and grabs the drainpipe. A final, tender look between the two and Tomas disappears.
EXT. HORAK ROOFTOP - NIGHT
Tomas pulls himself up onto the roof. He drops to his stomach and crawls to the front of the roof where he peers over the side.
Underneath, chaos as Nazis herd men and women out of their houses. Tomas crawls to the back corner of the roof and gets on his feet. Adrenaline pumping, he runs and jumps the chasm! He lands safely and still in stride, he jumps to the next roof, then to the next. His black, silhouetted figure disappears
EXT. HILL OVERLOOKING LIDICE
Breathless, Tomas arrives at a hilltop where he collapses on his back amidst some knee-high grass.
SHOUTS from the village. Tomas rolls over on his stomach and watches as the NAZIS shove the remaining village men into a large red BARN. MORE SHOUTS. The women and children of Lidice are prodded into the SCHOOL HOUSE.
Next, Tomas watches astonished as the Nazis begin ransacking the houses, including his, for anything of value. They take his Mother's sewing machine, a violin, the furniture, and the family crystal. Other soldiers leave the houses carrying MATTRESSES and bring them to the BARN where they lean them up against the wall.
FADE OUT/FADE IN:
EXT. INTERCUT - TOMAS ON THE HILL/school house - LATER
A woman SCREAMS. Slowly, a wedge in the grass separates, revealing Tomas' face. He shivers as he looks down upon his village. SMOKE. A couple of houses are burning.
Women and children are being hurried directly from the schoolhouse into two waiting diesel buses. Checking off names is Sergeant Loudzin.
Helen, Olga, and Martina are next and the last to board. Olga's nerves are rapidly becoming unhinged.
If it isn't the brooding woman from Prague - you I'll miss - especially watching you undress.
Where... are you taking us?
For harboring Heydrich's assassins - the spas in Bavaria.
What are you talking about - you hideous pig.
Loudzin 'oinks' at her. Olga starts flailing her arms at him.
WHERE ARE YOU TAKING...?
Frank appears from behind and strikes her in the back of the head with his rifle. She collapses.
She kneels to help her, but Loudzin kicks her aside.
Back to tomas
Tomas stands up, exposing himself. He pulls his hair and drops back to the ground in frustration.
Back to schoolhouse
Helen maintains her dignity as she states her name to Loudzin.
Helen Horak... where's your cow-witted son, Tomas?
Frank reacts to hearing her name.
Yesterday, we had to send him to the hospital in Prague - appendicitis. The bus was leaving and we couldn't find you!
Horak? You must be the mother of Peter Horak Jr.?
(looking around at the smoking village)
I don't think they'll be erecting a statue here in his honor anytime soon.
Both he and Loudzin laugh.
What do you mean?
We have a full confession.
What hospital is your son at?
St. Ignatius... but....
Notify the hospital - have him arrested at once.
Frank signals to the lead bus driver and, gears grinding, the bus crawls off... without Olga. Martina's tearful face is pressed up against the window.
(waves to Martina)
Have a nice trip!
Where are they going?
The women will go to the concentration camp at Ravensbruck. The children - will end up... like this....
Frank stands over Olga and... shoots her twice.
EXT. INTERCUT - THE BARN/TOMAS ON THE HILL - MORNING
Milling around the barn is an SS execution unit. Some inspect their rifles while others stand in groups joking. Bottles of alcohol are passed around freely. Loudzin, red-faced and bellicose, raises a bottle.
To the women of Lidice!
They raise their fists. Major Frank appears and looks at his watch.
FRANK'S EYES - MANIACAL.
Sergeant Loudzin. Bring out the first ten. Forget the blindfolds.
Frank looks at a dozen mattresses leaning up against the side of the barn. From the side of the barn, ten bewildered men are lead out. The men, ranging from sixteen to sixty, look at one another.
Criminals from Lidice. You have been found guilty of sheltering the assassins who murdered Reichprotektor Heydrich. The punishment for collaborating with the enemy is death. Soldiers - on my mark!
Eight of Frank's SS men kneel, while eight stand behind them. The village men are dumbfounded - they gesture to wait.
The force of the bullets thrusts the ten villagers back against the mattresses. They crumple, leaving behind large grotesque red blotches on the white padding. Tomas pounds his forehead into the grass.
Oh God, no! Please....
DREAMLIKE - SLOW MOTION. WAVY IMAGES OF TOMAS LISTENING TO THE WORD 'FIRE!' HE PLUGS HIS EARS BUT THE WORD 'FIRE' ECHOES LOUDER AND LOUDER UNTIL....
PETER HORAK SR.
Please - Major Frank! My name is Horak. You must stop this insanity!
Tomas springs to his knees. Peter steps forward trying to not step on all the dead bodies lying in ghastly positions.
What do have we here, the Horak father?
We are innocent of sheltering the assassins - you have the wrong the village, the wrong people!
Your voice, this town, will remain forever silent.
Give me your gun - I'll shoot myself. Let the others go.
He slowly hands Peter Sr. his Lugar. Things go quiet. Peter Sr. raises the gun to his temple. He looks at the men behind them and forces out a laugh.
You'll be safe....
Peter Sr. pulls the trigger and slumps to the ground.
You have a half-hour to kill all the others - the bulldozers will be here shortly.
TOMAS rolls over onto his back - shaking from head to toe. He crawls over to tree and vomits, eventually rising and staggering off into the woods.
EXT. CLEARING IN THE WOODS - THE NEXT MORNING
Tomas is asleep on the same grassy clearing where he and Martina consummated. He twists and suddenly awakens screaming.
She's pregnant... dear Lord.
He crawls forward until... he hits something unexpectedly - the legs of a huge grey bearded man named ISIAH - mid-fifties. An old-timer holding an old rifle.
(state of shock)
I have to find Martina, Mother, Lidice... FATHER!
Lidice? You'd better come along with me.
He collapses. Isiah scoops him up and carries him away.
EXT. STREET - MALLAIGH SCOTLAND - DAY
Colonel Leslie, solemn, walks down a rainy road and stops outside some barracks.
INT. PETER HORAK JR.'S QUARTERS
Peter Jr. sits on the end of his bed in a sparsely decorated room. On the floor, a newspaper with the headline: "GERMANS RAZE VILLAGE!" Underneath: "MEN OVER AGE 16 SHOT FOR AIDING IN HEYDRICH'S ASSASSINATION!"
He grips a framed picture of his family and WEEPS softly when... a KNOCK.
Peter Jr. doesn't respond. The door opens, Colonel Leslie peers in. He continues to sob as Colonel Leslie enters and shuts the door. Long silence.
I... never knew there was a place on earth... such a deep, dark and lonely chasm... I don't know if... if I'll ever be able to climb out....
He continues to weep. Colonel Leslie sits and drops his head into his hand and also laments.
EXT. RAVENSBRUCK CONCENTRATION CAMP - DUSK
TITLE OVER: "Ravensbruck Concentration Camp for Women. Thirty Miles North of Berlin."
A diesel BUS carrying the WOMEN of Lidice drives past an open gate and comes to a stop inside the forced labor camp. Barracks stretch into the distance - some 10,000 women and fewer than a hundred male prisoners work and slowly starve in Ravensbruck.
The bus door opens. Two female GUARDS shout instructions at the terrified women as they exit the bus. One of the guards is SS-HELFERIN FRAULINE HETTNER - mid-thirties, a sadist with a Neanderthal-looking face set on a stocky body. She halfheartedly restrains a rabid German Shepherd on a leash.
OUT OUT! To the left where you will be issued new clothes!
Some exhausted and shocked women hurry to a row of tables with prison garb stacked on top. An OLD LADY exits the bus and veers towards the Fraulein.
Please... where are my grandchildren?
They're swimming in the pool - just beyond the barracks.
The Old Lady nods - believing. A nearby guard laughs. Hettner studies her clipboard.
(to another guard)
The women from Lidice. Responsible for Reichprotektor Heydrich's death. An SS icon - no more.
Helen Horak steps down followed by Martina. Hettner glares at Martina.
I once had the honor of shaking Heydrich's hand!
I was especially fond of him. You're stay will be memorable - I can assure you that.
She loosens the leash to her German Shepherd. Salivating jaws come inches from biting off Martina's face. Hettner laughs when the bus-driver catches her eye. A sweaty slob - just her type.
You must be thirsty....
She flips her hair back and approaches him in a come-on manner. Behind her, the women are made to remove their clothes.
INT. CRYPT - DAY
George is performing a well-intentioned, but rather macabre magic show to the six others. He shows a card, a king of hearts, first to the living, and then to the dead. After placing it in the middle of the deck and having Oscar shuffle, he retrieves it. Antonin yawns.
Next, he takes out a glass-eye and... drops it into a coffin! He walks over to David and... pulls the glass-eye out his ear! Paul can only shake his head.
For his final act, George walks over to the lantern and places the palm directly behind it. He inhales deeply and when he flips back his palm, the flame disappears! Carefully tip-toeing across the crypt, he stops in front of the oldest wall crypt where a skull stares straight at him. He closes his eyes and concentrates and begins shaking violently as if possessed by the dead priest. Suddenly, he exhales and... the flame magically appears in the center of the skull's head! Wow.
How'd he do that?
Ha! I'll never tell!
The confines are having their effect....
I am Jorge' - master magician!
Antonin! Relax - it's....
There are TAPS from above. The seven men look at each other.
Don't just stand there... clean this place up for Father Cikl!
They scatter about picking up things while Paul, Antonin, and Joe slide back the door.
PAUL (cont'd) (CONT'D)
Father... for what honor do we owe this... ATA!
Hey everybody! I....
Ata - what are you doing here?
He followed the Madame.
Get down here!
His angry tone frightens Ata, who begins to sniffle.
Joe (cont'd) (CONT'D)
I... I'm sorry Ata... I didn't mean to yell, but you're endangering yourself and all of us. How did you find us?
I wanted to make sure George had comic books.
Well Joe... now that he's here, let's make the best of it!
Hey I brought some magazines, some big books, a canned ham, that Monopoly game, and marbles.
Boy... it really smells down here.
That's right young fella - and that's the way we like it! Right everybody?!
He grins from ear to ear and puts his arms around Antonin. Soon, everybody's arm in arm and encircling Ata and chanting his name.
ATA, ATA, ATA...!
Ata's smile returns.
int. curda living room - night
Charles awakes on the couch screaming. He's a wreck - he again reaches for a bottle and takes a long swig. Emily appears at the top of the stairs. She looks abnormally pale and gaunt.
Charles... are you okay?
(erratic gasps of air)
Mama - you're alive!
Of course... honey. You keep asking me that.
She makes her way down the staircase, but towards the bottom, she trips and stumbles down.
Natalie runs out of her room wearing a white nightgown. Charles bends down over his Mother.
CHARLES (cont'd) (CONT'D)
Are you hurt?
What did YOU do to her?
(helping her up)
Mama you look so weak, have you been eating?
We only you have ration coupons for two....
You ought to be ashamed Charles - depriving your own mother of food. Why don't you tell the German what you know and collect the reward money?
I don't know... if I know anything. I don't want them to kill anybody.
What about that man who... who turned in his brother! He got his reward money, a new apartment, everything the Germans promised!
(suffering from 'the shakes')
Ten million crowns. You'd be set for life Mama....
EXT. HEAD OFFICE OF THE GESTAPO - Prague - AFTERNOON
TITLE OVER: "June 15, 1942."
Charles gazes up at one of Prague's most historic landmarks - the thirteenth century Alt-Neu Synagogue. An imposing new plaque: HEAD OFFICE OF THE STATE POLICE. Charles, wearing a suit he's outgrown, shakes his head and looks to the sky.
Please... forgive me.
He opens his coat pocket and finishes off the remnants of a flask. He ascends the old stone steps, limping.
int. head office of the gestapo
Charles approaches an immaculate receptionist.
I need to speak with... with Major Frank.
ext. isaiah'S cabin - DAY
Tomas is chopping wood with a crazed intensity. WHACK! One strike and a clean split. Isaiah appears, his long stride carrying him quickly up the hill.
Where did they take my Mom and Martina?
A camp called... Ravensbruck.
Where the hell is that?
Apparently, it's north of Berlin.
Tomas drops his ax and begins walking. Isaiah scratches his head.
And where might you be going...?
(shaking his head)
Can't allow you to go and kill yourself there, young fella. You won't get very far - wanted posters of you at all the train depots.
Isaiah... I appreciate what you've done... very much, but I don't need your permission.
True, boy. But say your mother, your girlfriend come back after the war... I'm the one who's gotta say... I let him walk right outta here - right to his death.
Don't make me have to tell them that, son.
Suddenly, Tomas drops to knees, puts his hands over his face, and screams at the top of his lungs.
There's just... just nothing any more!
INT. SEWING FACTORY - RAVENSBRUCK CONCENTRATION CAMP - daY
A massive dark and dirty prison sweatshop. It's summer and the heat is unbearable. Over TWO-HUNDRED WOMEN, heads shaved, sit on stiff chairs hunched over sewing machines. They're making long winter coats for the Wehrmacht. The wool is heavy and difficult to maneuver in and around the clumsy machines - accidents are the norm.
Nazi Guards, both MEN and WOMEN patrol up and down the rows of slave laborers. Hettner moves slowly down a row swatting workers at random. She stops next to Martina and Helen.
If it isn't 68446 from... from nowhere. Did you hear, Lidice no longer exists. The headlines read: 'Village Razed To The Ground.' Even the gravestones have been uprooted and destroyed. Your town - eliminated from all the maps. Tell me, number 68446, where are you from?
(concentrating on sewing)
Hettner slaps her back hard with her stick.
Helen looks at Martina - begging her to cooperate. Martina doesn't answer. Hettner swats her back again.
That's not true.
You're from Ravensbruck.
INT. APARTMENT HALLWAY - DAWN
Major Frank has a unit of ten men encircle a door. NAME PLATE: "MORAVECOVA." Smiling, Frank cleanly KICKS open the door.
INT. MORAVECova LIVING ROOM - cONTINUOUS
Frank points to the bedroom doors - his subordinates crash through them. While Frank calmly lights some kerosene lanterns, two SS soldiers appear holding a calm Madame Moravecova while two others drag Ata out and throw him on the living room floor. Frank steps up and BACKHANDS the Madame.
Where... where are Heydrich's assassins hiding out?
Good Lord - is that what this madness is about?
Frank kicks Ata. His Mother struggles to intervene, but the Major grabs her by the hair.
Tell me... and we will leave in peace.
You are mistaken... I work for the Red Cross.
This is your last chance - where are the criminals?
I don't know what you are talking...?
You have been betrayed by the paratrooper Sergeant Charles Curda. Search this rat's nest.
Frank strolls into the bedroom.
Please... may I go to the bathroom?
The guard reluctantly nods.
INT. BATHROOM - slightly later
The Madame is about to lift up her gown when she looks over her shoulder. The guard slowly turns his head away. Quickly, she opens a drawer, grabs a pill and swallows it. The sound of her collapsing surprises the guard. He rushes to her - too late - Frank runs in.
He stands over her. Her dead eyes meet his. Ata breaks free and rushes to his Mother.
Frank kicks him away.
Maybe... maybe the boy knows?
INT. GESTAPO INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY
Young Ata's turn. Trembling, his nose and lips are bloodied while his little jaw twitches back and forth suffering from acute dry-mouth. Frank holds up an eight inch NEEDLE centimeters from his Ata's left eyeball. Two other GRUNTS smirkingly look on.
I believe you experience life when you experience pain.
Boy, we don't have much time... where is the paratroopers' hideout?
No... no idea.
But... they stayed in your house?
You were friends with these two paratroopers - Joe and Jan?
Ata nods his head. Frank abruptly pulls Ata's arm straight along the table and drives the NEEDLE all the way through his hand. He leaves it sticking there... before yanking it out. Ata CRIES out.
Where are the paratroopers?
With a frozen scream plastered on his face, Ata again shakes his head. Frank casually grabs his other hand and jabs the needle all the way through it.
Where are your friends?
I don't know...!
Get the alcohol!
Ata raises his head and looks at Frank?
INT. GESTAPO INTERROGATION ROOM - later
Using a white cloth napkin, Major Frank gently pats his mouth clean. A large plate full of chicken bones rests on a plate in front of him. A soldier yanks Ata's head back and forces a shot of vodka down his throat. Vomit covers the poor boy's shirt.
Bleasssse... no more!
You're right - I couldn't possibly eat another bite. I think we're ready for the big show.
He signals and the two soldiers exit. Frank then stares at Ata, whose head bobs up and down.
FRANK (cont'd) (CONT'D)
Ata... would you like to see your Mother?
(squints up at him)
Sheezz... sheezz alive?
Oh yes, she's... just cooling off.
The door swings open and two grunts enter carrying what appears to be a heavy FISH TANK - only it's covered by a flag bearing a swastika. When they set it down, water overflows over the sides.
Now Ata, one last time... where are 'your friends' hiding out?
Pleazzee - can I see my Mother?
Why yes - she's in the room Ata - can't you see her?
Ata looks up and squints through his swollen, bloodied eyes.
Like a showman, Frank stands up and casts aside the flag.
QUICK SHOT: MADAME MORAVECOVA'S HEAD FLOATING IN THE FISH TANK.
EXT. GESTAPO BUILDING - same
A woman passerby stops momentarily when she hears a faint, HORRIFIC SCREAM coming from deep within the edifice. She stops temporarily - chilled by the agony of the voice - and quickly moves on.
BACK TO INTERROGATION ROOM
Frank lights up a cigarette.
Unless you tell me where they are, Ata, I will bring in all your relatives to... cool off.
EXT. CHURCH OF ST. CYRIL AND ST. METHODIUS - PRAGUE - NIGHT
TITLE OVER: "June 18, 1942 - 4:15 AM."
Trucks loaded with crack SS STORMTROOPERS [two battalions - 740 soldiers in all] pull up along Resslova St. Across the street, the familiar Russian Orthodox Church. Major Frank, a walkie-talkie hanging from his side, signals to his men to surround the church. Second in command is SERGEANT MAJOR PANNWITZ - early 30's, distinguished by his zeal.
Place two units next the river - they may have escape routes out through the sewers.
I want them alive!
They shall suffer.
INT. Church - same
STEADY CAM: WEAVES QUICKLY THROUGH THE FRONT OF THE CHURCH [FOYER], THROUGH THE MAIN PORTION OF THE CHURCH [NAVE], TO THE BACK UPPER SECTION WHERE THE CHOIR IS [GALLERY]. TO....
Captain Paul Opalka stands on a chair peering out the vent.
Wake up. We're being surrounded! Joe, Jan, grab guns and grenades! The rest of you stay here and be quiet!
Let me go!
No! They can identify Joe and Jan as the assassins, but they may not even know the rest of us exist. David, you're in charge.
The three run up the stairs and push aside the crypt door. After exiting, Antonin adjusts the door back in place.
INT. NAVE - slightly later
Paul points to the CHOIR GALLERY located upstairs at the back of the church. On each side of the choir gallery, two giant PILLARS rise to the ceiling - perfect to hide behind.
(covering door with carpet)
Joe, you shoot from the left choir gallery, Jan - you from the right. I'll fire from the middle - behind the organ - wait till the church is full of 'em.
(looks around church)
What a shame.
Frank pounds on the front door of the church. Behind him is Pannwitz and two dozen other SS Stormtroopers - heavily armed. Father Cikl, dressed in pajamas and groggy, slowly opens the door. Frank immediately twists him arm behind his back to the breaking point.
Take me to the crypt.
Father Cikl shouts in RUSSIAN.
What is he saying?
Pannwitz shrugs. Frank pushes Father Cikl to the ground.
Frank enters with a group of SS soldiers - a wooden door separates them from the nave.
Search every corner of this brothel!
Just before the soldiers reaches the altar, GUNFIRE from Joe, Paul, and Jan reverberates throughout the chamber. Confusion among the SS as a half dozen men drop. Jan peers around his pillar and fires again - another hit. The SS men duck behind the pews and randomly fire throughout the nave, unsure where their attackers are. Windows and frescoes explode. Paul and Joe fire, striking down more Nazis.
His men retreat back into the foyer. Pannwitz is the last to return, still firing up into the choir gallery.
Two, maybe three!
Taking them alive... difficult. Maybe we can talk them into surrendering - bring in CURDA!
Four Stormtroopers walk across the street in a tight formation. In the center of them, Charles Curda - well groomed in a new suit and sporting a derby.
Antonin is standing on a chair looking out the vent. He jumps down in shocked disbelief.
They're bringing Charles - he must have ratted!
But... he didn't know where we were?
He knew enough!
Charles enters and salutes Frank. He tows the line with enthusiasm.
Heil Hitler - you have the speech?
(yelling through door)
Hello! It's me Corporal Curda - I was captured a couple of days ago - at the cabin. I've been treated well - they'll treat you well too!
Jan fires his rifle at the door.
Who's up there?
Joe! It's hopeless - you're surrounded by two battalions!
Ha! Better bring another!
Jan - think of your loved ones - they want to see you alive!
This is ridiculous - does anybody have a shot at him?
No - but let's see if a grenade will....
Jan removes one, pulls the pin and tosses it as far into the nave as possible. Charles sees it coming and closes the door behind him as the grenade EXPLODES. He looks at Frank.
Perhaps if you offer them money?
Scum-bag - only you're of that ilk.
Joe Gabcik and Jan Kubis.
If they choose to die - then we shall oblige them.
Place a machine-gunner across the street in the top floor of the school. We'll shoot from behind and attack from the front.
INT. organ/CHOIR GALLERY
Paul, Joe, and Jan reload.
It's gotta help....
Dying in a church.
All that much closer to heaven.
Good point - too bad you spent the whole time gambling and swearing here.
Paul notices the organ bench has some hinges. He lifts it. Some music papers and... a flask! He smiles, unscrews it, and takes a swig.
A German soldier smashes a window on the third floor of the schoolhouse, sets up his machine gun, and points it towards the church's stained glass windows - behind which is Joe. A radio-man enters and sets up his equipment on a desk next to him. They nod at one another.
Frank, surrounded by men, speaks into a radio transmitter.
The radio-man signals to the machine-gunner. He squeezes the trigger.
INT. choir gallery/nave
A hail of BULLETS explodes the stained glass windows. Joe presses up against the wall under a hail of glass.
Pannwitz, followed by waves of other soldiers, rushes the nave. They fire everywhere - the organ is obliterated.
Jan tries to stretch his gun around his pillar, but bullets strike his weapon. Pannwitz stands in the middle blasting each of the giant pillars.
Paul crawls behind a thick bench and fires. Two Germans fall.
George stands on a chair trying to remain concealed while peering out of the vent. David, Antonin, and Oscar surround him.
If we fire - we'll give away our position, but fuck it!
I can see the machine-gunner and the radio-man! I can get 'em!
I'm a better shot!
George has the honors.
If you see Charles - get that little shit too!
George gently squeezes the trigger of his pistol twice.
The machine-gunner is struck in the forehead and the radio-man is hit in the chest.
INT. nave/choir gallery
Joe gulps air, unfortunately it's smoke and dust.
Below, Pannwitz and five soldiers, crisscross their way towards the LEFT choir gallery door. Another group of six SS Stormtroopers, lead by SERGEANT KROPP, scurries towards the RIGHT door.
At the sound of FOOTSTEPS echoing in the nave - Joe nods to Jan and they extend around their pillars and fire below.
Pannwitz and Kropp have made it to the left and right doors underneath their respective choir galleries. In the reflection of some broken glass on the floor below, Paul is able to make out Kropp's shadow!
They're coming up the stairs!
Pannwitz and Kropp simultaneously kick open the left and right doors charging up the stairs. Other soldiers storm the nave.
PAUL pulls the pin and pushes a grenade underneath the bench towards the oncoming Stormtroopers.
JOE - pulls the pin to a grenade and tosses it down the left stairwell. Jan does the same on the right side.
(screaming into radio)
Where's my gunner?
INT. RIGHT STAIRWELL
Kropp nearly reaches the top of the winding narrow passage when he sees Jan's grenade slowly rolling towards him. He reverses direction running into his own men, but it's too late - BOOM!
At the bottom of the stairs, two men limp out, covered by the remains of others. Even Frank is shocked at the carnage.
INT. left STAIRWELL
Joe's grenade bounces quickly down the stairs. Pannwitz, ahead of his men, JUMPS over it and is able to round a bend in the stairs when it explodes. The soldiers trailing behind are not so fortunate. Pannwitz silently advances.
INT. choir gallery
Gasping for air, Jan, who has been hit in the stomach, looks around the pillar and smiles at Joe.
Remember... the spas at Claverton?
I'm getting that warm feeling again.
We... accomplished our mission.
Pannwitz hears him and lunges up the remaining stairs. He sees Joe lying on his ground with his BACK to him. Smiling, he lifts his weapon and is about to fire when ... he's SHOT from behind!
He twists around, JAN, who shoots him again! The force of the bullet sends him crashing through the balcony. THUD! Frank stares coldly at the twisted heap resembling Pannwitz.
Joe and Jan are left staring at each other - though both are in great pain - they manage a raspy LAUGH.
Frank ponders his predicament. A SOLDIER runs in.
They're dead in the schoolhouse!
Shot in the head and chest.
Hmmm... there must be others....
Ata - through all that pain - you still managed to lie. You must be laughing... in your grave.
Antonin is peering out the tiny vent. George and David anxiously await his assessment. Oscar is playing the harmonica.
Shit... they're bringing mortar launchers into the church - they must still be alive!
int. choir gallery
Joe and Jan lean up against the wall - contemplating.
I don't see any white flags waving.
Jan laughs - then coughs grotesquely.
(peering out window)
I think we... we better move. Bottom of the stairs....
EXT. CHURCH - RESSLOVA STREET - DAWN
It's silent. Hundreds of SS Stormtroopers are stationed behind makeshift barricades facing the church and manning mortar launchers and rifles.
Frank stands in the doorway peering towards the choir gallery. Behind him, an SS platoon harness grenade launchers. Frank looks at his watch.
The soldiers nearly trample one another rushing the nave.
A barrage of mortar and grenade launchers ECHO throughout the city of Prague.
The firing continues - for what seems like an eternity. The CHURCH BELL comes crashing down! When they are done, not much is left.
Cease fire! Sergeant - retrieve the bodies... and bring me that God damn priest!
INT. bottom choir gallery stairwell
Dense smoke. Near the bottom of the left stairwell, Joe is pinned down by the bell. He groans, grits his teeth, and struggles to free himself.
He listens. Nothing. His legs crushed, he crawls head first to the pulpit.
Joe crawls to Jan. Throughout all the devastation, a candle in fine Bohemian Crystal cup, remains lit.
This place has... some loud church bells.
Careful... they can kill ya.
Where we're going - we won't be seeing Heydrich.
He's pissed at us.
They laugh. Silence. Joe convulses.
I hope one thing - our country, becomes a country - once again.
It will. Thanks to you and me, friend. You ready?
Yeah... see ya soon.
See ya Paul.
One last smile at each other. They lift their pistols....
EXT. CHURCH - MORNING
Frank lights up a cigarette and draws deeply. Next to him, Father Cikl and a nun. The Major smiles as he watches his smoke rise until it mixes with the huge plumes of smoke flooding from the church.
A pair of GUNSHOTS RING from within the church.
They brought their toughest. Now Father. I'll count to three....
Frank holds his Lugar up to an elderly church worker's head.
(to father Cikl)
How many others are in the crypt?
The Father looks at the nun.
Forgive me Lord. Four.
int. CRYPT - MORNING - SEQUENCE OF SCENES
1) THE CRYPT IS HALF FULL OF WATER. gEORGE WINKS AT A SKULL AS IT FLOATS BY. DAVID SHAKES HIS HEAD.
2) INSIDE THE CHURCH, THE RUG IS PULLED BACK EXPOSING THE CRYPT DOOR. FRANK, SURROUNDED BY A DOZEN SOLDIERS, NODS TO THREE OF THEM WHO ARE READY TO PULL THE DOOR ASIDE. tHE OTHERS REMOVE GRENADES AND GET READY TO DROP THEM IN.
3) AT THE SOUND OF door being moveD, dAVID QUICKLY MOTIONS FOR THE MEN TO FORM A CIRCLE IN THE BACK OF THE TUNNEL. tHE FOUR PARATROOPERS HUDDLE TOGETHER IN A SMALL CIRCLE AND LOOK AT EACH OTHER - RELIEF. ARMS AROUND ONE ANOTHER, THEY PRAY.
4) aS THE GERMANS HEAVE ASIDE THE DOOR - FOUR SHOTS REVERBERATE in the crypt and echo, and echo....
FADE OUT/Fade in:
INT. SEWING FACTORY - RAVENSBRUCK CONCENTRATION CAMP - DAY
TITLE OVER: "Seven Months Later."
Women labor over their old SEWING MACHINES. Strolling between them, the sadistic Hettner. It's January - and many of the factory windows are broken.
Martina sits behind a sewing machine, her large pregnant belly pressing up against the table. Compared to the other prisoners, she's remarkably healthy. Seated next to her is Helen. A female guard enters and hands Hettner a SEALED DOCUMENT. She reads it and smiles.
Number 68446. You are to leave immediately. They've found a suitable home for the baby in Prague. A relative of yours has agreed to take the baby.
Martina begins to quiver.
Come now... why do you think you were given extra ration coupons - your relatives - they paid a lot. Nobody wants a sick baby.
Who... I have no relatives!
Forcefully, she and the guard grab Martina and drag her off.
Wait no! I want to have my baby here. Helen.
Martina - you can't take her!
Helen jumps out of her seat, but another guard strikes her in the head with a metal stick. Helen falls to the ground - unconscious.
INT. HOSPITAL - PRAGUE - NIGHT
Martina is in labor, a difficult one. Assisting her is a MIDWIFE, very young - a countrymen. Outside the open door, an old German GUARD. Martina SHRIEKS.
Push... push... push for Lidice!
Martina looks at her and rapidly blows in and out. A tremendous push! A new life enters the world. The midwife carefully wraps up the tiny infant. The Guard steps forward.
(whispers in Martina's ear)
I will try... try to keep track of... your boy.
The midwife looks at Martina reassuringly. Exhausted, she reaches out and tries to grab her baby.
The midwife exits.
Come back! My baby... please?
INT. HOSPITAL HALLWAY - NIGHT
As the midwife walks down the empty hall, she pulls back the cloth wrapped around the baby. She looks for something - slight smile.
CLOSE-UP - The baby has a large OVAL BIRTH MARK right in the center of his back.
Echoing in the hallway.
Tomorrow - back to Ravensbruck.
INT. isaiah'S HOUSE - NIGHT
TOMAS abruptly sits up in bed. He can't breathe - convulsions before....
As he gathers his breath, he fondles the OPAL he's removed from his pocket - the same shape as his son's birthmark.
INT. LIVING ROOM - nazi OFFICER'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
A German Officer, COLONEL SCHMITT, relaxes on a comfortable sofa reading a German newspaper. On the floor, his WIFE, mid-30's, is changing the diaper of a newborn. She turns the baby on his stomach - the birthmark!
EXT. GESTAPO HEADQUARTERS - PRAGUE - DAY
SS soldiers, dressed in pressed black uniforms, hurry in and out of the converted Synagogue. A convertible Mercedes pulls up to the front. CHARLES CURDA - smiling. He too is wearing a pressed black GESTAPO uniform. He's all business, like a good Nazi. Other agents salute him as he hastens up the steps.
EXT. RAVENSBRUCK COMPOUND - MORNING
TITLE OVER: "November 24, 1944. Two years later."
Helen and Martina, looking gaunt and dulled, load bodies onto a wooden cart.
ALLIED BOMBERS become momentarily visible through a break in the clouds.
Another day - another chance to see my son. Your grandson!
Helen nods, and manages a slight smile.
EXT. COUNTRY DIRT ROAD - DAY
On beautiful clear day, Loudzin is bent over in an implausible attempt fix a broken chain on his BMW motorcycle. With the exception of the crack of his fat ass on full display, he's alone.
Peering from behind some trees on a hill above is Tomas, buffed out from two years of wood-chopping. He removes a small, discus shaped rock from his bag and descends upon Loudzin.
Loudzin pulls out a flask and takes a deep swig. A shadow appears behind him. He looks up, but with the bright sun in his face, he is only able to see Tomas' silhouette.
Help me, you jack-ass.
Can't get this damn chain back on.
That's because you're a dumb bag of shit.
He attempts to stand-up, but Tomas kicks him in the kidneys sending him tumbling over. Through the dust surrounding him, he squints up at Tomas.
Where have I... seen you before?
(clutching the rock like a discus)
I'm from a small village outside of Prague, called Lidice.
Lidice? Doesn't exist anymore.
(begins to laugh)
Razed the houses, razed the church, even razed the graveyard - took nine months - just wheat field now.
Loudzin lunges, but Tomas kicks him hard in the face. With a surreal look of hatred, Tomas spins around once and releases the rock - right at Loudzin's head! Blood splatters over the motorcycle.
You've been razed.
INT. BARRACKS - RAVENSBRUCK CONCENTRATION CAMP - MORNING
TITLE OVER: "April 16, 1945."
Helen, her eyes appearing more dead than alive, runs to Martina's bedside. She shakes her shoulders disturbing a few flies camping in her hair.
Martina! Martina! Wake-up - they're GONE!
Gone - who's gone?
Hettner, the other guards, the dogs, all gone! GONE!
The war's over! Lord... Lord thank you.
She begins to cry on Martina's stomach.
We survived...? A miracle... a miracle!
Come on! Let's go find my baby!
ext. ravENSBRUCK CONCENTRATION CAMP - morning
As Martina and Helen walk out, they see a group of women huddled around something. One of them kneels to the ground and pokes a SEWING NEEDLE into something. Upon inspection, they realize it's Fraulein Hettner's body! Her corpse is covered with needles from head to toe - even her eyes.
(to Martina and Helen)
We've... we've forgiven her soul.
INT. PETER HORAK JR.'S quarters - Mallaigh scotland - DAY
Peter Jr. is lying on his bed staring up at the ceiling. His door is open. CELEBRATORY SHOUTS echo in the hall. A young OFFICER sprinting by stops at Peter's door.
V-DAY, V-DAY! We did it - yahoo! Come on Peter - beer and girls at The King George!
He runs off. Peter Jr. smiles ever so slightly. Colonel Leslie appears at his door holding a SUITCASE and a clipboard. For a moment they look warmly at one another.
(looks at suitcase)
The belongings... to those of Operation Anthropoid. If there's anybody left, any of their family, please return these items to them.
Peter Jr. looks at him.
COLONEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
Some good news - your government just made an announcement - there are survivors, some women, from Lidice! Oh... and your younger brother and mother are alive!
He jumps up and grabs the Colonel's shoulder.
You heard me! It's only a start - but soon you'll be out of that dark and lonely place. Now get ready - you're going home!
Peter Jr. sits overwhelmed with emotions. Leslie hands him some papers.
COLONEL LESLIE (CONT'D)
Your departure papers - it has been my distinct honor and pleasure serving with you. I realize Operation Anthropoid's success has come at a great cost - to your family and your country. The free world thanks you.
Peter nods and smiles.
EXT. KLADNO city bus station - DAY
A fresh coat of white paints breathes life into the one story bus station. Milling around is a small WELCOMING COMMITTEE consisting of some local dignitaries and family members of the returning Lidice women. About fifty people in all, dressed in their Sunday best. Bright FLOWERS, with cards from countries like Norway and China, line the streets and cover the station. A band, photographers, some NURSES, and a conspicuous absence of children.
Tomas has his arms around his brother, Peter Jr., both ecstatic. Isaiah stands behind them.
A diesel bus comes into view. The crowd cheers and pushes forward as it comes to a noisy stop. The band starts up. Slowly, the door opens....
When the first feeble woman appears at the door, with her frail frame, the crowd hushes. Nurses assist her down the steps into the arms of some WAILING relatives.
Other women slowly disembark until Helen steps off, aided by Martina. Tomas pushes past some people and nearly knocks the two over when he embraces them. A long, weeping embrace.
Mother, Martina. Finally - finally! Dear Lord - thank you.
Martina explores Tomas' face with her hands. Helen sees her eldest son, Peter Jr. and they have a long, tearful reunion.
Tomas - you look so good and... and I and I....
She begins to WEEP uncontrollably.
You look like an angel, Martina, an angel. I have... I have something for you.
He removes the opal necklace and puts it around her frail neck.
Here. It saved me from doing foolish things.
She smiles and hugs him again.
(whispering in his ear)
Tomas... there's something that... happened while I was... while I was away - I had our baby.
I know - I can't explain how... but I knew. Do you no where, where he or she is?
It's a boy, my love. A boy. Our only hope is to find the midwife.
INT. APARTMENT LIVING ROOM - DUSK
Helen and Martina are lying on couches nursing themselves back to health in a nicely furnished apartment. Peter Jr. and Tomas enter, excited.
Did you find the midwife?
Yes! The clinic, she remembers!
She's still there - at the clinic. She kept a log, a log of distinguishing marks. Especially birthmarks.
She remembers you, and she remembers the baby had one right in the center. Center of his back!
Hopefully... whoever has your baby... is from eastern Germany.
They don't want to return - the Russians are there.
He... he would be three by now.
Do we have any leads besides the midwife?
No, but captured Germans may provide leads.
He grabs his coat and runs out.
INT. POLICE STATION
A guard leads Peter Jr. to a prison cell. He unlocks a cell holding six Germans - conditions are meager.
Prisoners, I'm Peter Horak Jr. - from Lidice.
The prisoners look at one another - uncomfortable.
PETER JR. (CONT'D)
I need to ask you all one question: Did any German officers, did they suddenly appear with a baby boy?
The prisoners look at one another - is that all he wants?
Sure - we'll tell you everything we know.
INT. SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY
The classrooms have been converted into temporary housing for the WIVES and CHILDREN of imprisoned Nazis officials. A guard escorts Helen Horak and Isaiah to a woman holding a THREE YEAR old baby boy.
Helen exchanges a few words with the nervous mother before lifting up the baby's shirt exposing his back. Nothing.
INT. PRISON CELL -
PETER JR. holds a box of cigarettes to a different group of prisoners and throws it to one. He begins to write down some names.
EXT. BUS STATION - DAY
Tomas and Martina survey the passengers boarding a bus with a "MUNICH" sign in the front. The youngest to board is around eight. They frown at one another.
INT. APARTMENT LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Peter Jr. is asleep on the couch - unshaven. A frustrated Martina and Tomas stare into nothingness.
EXT. a castle - MORNING
A century of neglect has left this once proud medieval castle in a crumpled state. PETER JR. skids to a stop in front and rests his motorcycle on its kickstand. A burly FRIEND of Peter's, who suffers from Tourette's syndrome ambles down the stairs smiling all the way.
Hey Junior! Welcome to Alexandria Castle - or Alexandria Prison. Come on - let's go meet some hyena shit.
INT. castle DUNGEON
Peter Jr. and his friend open a thick dungeon door. At the bottom of the steps, forty feet below, a large muddy pit with three husky PRISONERS sitting on the bare ground. Their faces have cuts and abrasions. Rats scurry about.
These three operated Heydrich's gallows - no telling how many they hanged.
As Peter Jr. walks down the steps, he tosses each of the prisoners a pack of cigarettes.
If you're a friend - get us out of here.
Perhaps. In 1943, did you notice an officer, an officer who suddenly had a baby boy join his family?
Yeah, I know somebody who fits the bill.
I need his name, please.
I need a ticket back to Germany.
I can't do that - but I'll see you get a fair trial.
I've seen your trials - all guilty.
PETER JR. lunges at the Prisoner and slams his head against the stone wall. He twists his arm back until SNAP! The prisoner CRIES out.
You pathetic creature - killing you is out of the question - I'll just cripple you for life!
He releases the prisoner - his arm hangs behind him twisted and perpendicular.
Good - I can finally go to a hospital.
Peter Jr. pulls out his gun, grabs the back of his hair, and puts the gun to his forehead.
Silence. Peter is shoved aside by his friend, who grabs a dead rat and begins shoving down the prisoner's mouth.
Hungry, mother fucker?
The prisoner reconsiders.
Schmitt's his name - he was a superior.
Where's does he live?
I heard for his testimony - he's been cleared to return to Dresden.
There's only one train leaving to Germany a week - and it leaves tonight!
INT. PRAGUE TRAIN STATION - NIGHT
It's crowded and chaotic. There are long queues consisting of vanquished Germans anxious to return home. Peter Jr. runs through the maze and stops in front of a large board listing the arrivals and departures. DRESDEN! Departure time - 8:00 PM. Station #12. He looks at the clock above the board - 7:53. He sprints away - shoving passengers aside.
INT. STATION #12 - slightly later
Peter Jr. slides to stop at a table where three Czech OFFICIALS scrutinize the departing Germans' papers.
Peter Jr. stares in shock - an OFFICIAL is stamping the papers of a man and his wife - she's holding a three year old baby. Colonel Schmitt and his wife.
Startled, the bespectacled Official looks up at him.
His name... Schmitt, why?
Let me see the baby!
He tugs the baby away from Schmitt's wife.
What's the meaning of this? Our papers are in order!
Tomas and Martina arrive, also out of breath.
Tomas - Martina!
Peter Jr. lifts up the back of the baby's sweater. Nothing! He can't believe it. A closer look. He spits on his fingers and rubs the baby's back. Slowly, some MAKE-UP disappears - a BIRTHMARK!
Arrest these two! This isn't their child!
Whose is it?
It's our boy!
Where's he from?
He's from a small village outside of Prague, called Lidice.
Fade out/FADE IN:
MONTAGE OF STILL BLACK & WHITE PHOTOS
A) THE EIGHT PARATROOPERS, THEIR ARMS SLUNG AROUND ONE ANOTHER, BEFORE BOARDING THE HALIFAX ON THE NIGHT THEY LEFT ENGLAND.
The paratroopers never made the cover of Life Magazine. After Charles Curda identified the dead paratroopers, the Nazis arrested and executed their immediate family members and all those related to them.
B) THE TOWN OF STERN PARK GARDENS IN ILLINOIS IN 1942.
TOMAS (V.O.) (CONT'D)
On July 12, 1942, the town of Stern Park Illinois changed its name to Lidice to keep the memory of the village alive. Fifteen other towns around the world followed suit.
C) FRANK HANGING - MANY ONLOOKERS
TOMAS (V.0.) (CONT'D)
Karel Hermann Frank was convicted of war crimes and was hanged in Prague in 1946.
D) CHARLES CURDA - HANGING.
TOMAS (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Charles Curda was convicted of collaborating with the Nazis and was hanged in 1947.
E) A PLAQUE OUTSIDE OF THE CHURCH OF ST. CYRIL AND ST. METHODIUS.
TOMAS (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Outside the church, a memorial plaque forever remembering the seven men who gave their lives for their country.
F) PHOTO OF HEYDRICH
TOMAS (V.0.) (CONT'D)
Reinhard Heydrich created the infrastructure that made the Holocaust possible.
TOMAS (V.0.) (CONT'D)
Had Heydrich not been assassinated, it's agreed that perhaps millions more would have met their deaths due to his genius in organizing mass murder. France was Heydrich's next appointment and his defence of France against the allied invasion may also have changed the war outcome. The Man with the Iron Heart never had his chance - to succeed Hitler.
E) PHOTO OF THE MEMORIAL AT LIDICE.
TOMAS (V.O.) (CONT'D)
With the help of international aid donated by over forty countries, the village of Lidice was rebuilt next to where it once originally stood. The old site is preserved as a memorial to the one-hundred seventy-three men, the sixty women, and eighty-eight children who perished in the massacre.