Defiance

Vor uns liegt Deutschland,

in uns marschiert Deutschland, und hinter uns kommt Deutschland!

(man) Feuer!

(man) Please! He's my son!

Mama! Mama!

Mama! Mama! Mama!

- What do we do? - Shut up.

We've got to get home. Go!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my!

Papa!

Aron.

Come. It's safe.

Let's go.

Stop it.

Asael! Stop it!

Stop! Stop!

You want to cry? Stop! Stop!

Let's go. Aron. Let's go.

Tuvia! It's Tuvia.

If I was a German, you would be dead.

- Papa and Mama... They killed them! - I know.

Aron.

Big brother returns.

You saw them?

Where is your wife and child?

Horodyszcze. Hiding in a cellar. I'll bring them when it is safe.

- And Rifka? - Novogrudok.

- She wouldn't leave. - You are still...

- She's still my wife. - A rich wife.

Tell me, Tuvia, why have you come back?

- Do you have a plan? - No.

Do you?

- The police will be after us. - We've run from them our whole life.

- You think this is a good time to stop? - We know these woods.

They'll never find us in here.

Aron!

Aron!

I told him to stay here.

I miss Papa.

I can't believe he's dead.

- Bernicki. - We don't know he did it.

- The police captain? - He always had it in for Papa.

- But we don't know that he did it. - So we will go and ask him.

Koscik has a pistol. He showed me once.

One pistol is nothing. We need rifles, machine guns.

- You'll take on the whole German army? - Just because...

- The child is hurt. - Please, lay her down here.

Tuvia.

We cannot feed them.

- I'll go ask Koscik for food. - And the pistol.

And the pistol.

You want me not to help?

I only have four bullets.

Thank you.

Your father was a good man.

He said the same of you.

Ignore the bitch. To the dead.

God rest their souls.

Bitch... You want vodka?

I live with this. Can you imagine?

The barn.

Oh, God!

Working late, Bernicki.

Hunting Jews...

Our new bosses are very organized.

Be quiet!

Hunting can work up a thirst.

Fifteen in one day...

500 roubles for every one we turn in.

A Jew is worth that much?

Do you pay more for a fat one?

Caught five in a ditch. Smelled so bad I thought the Germans wouldn't want them.

Maybe for a reduced price.

You know the Bielskis?

We missed them when we visited the parents.

The wife doesn't like these long nights.

Keep it.

Bribing an officer of the law?

Hiding more of this black market vodka in the barn?

Please, take a look.

And clean out the cow shit while you're there.

Ah!

You'll keep your eyes open, yes?

Good hunting.

- I'm sorry, they have to go with you. - What am I supposed to do with them?

Those policemen... were they the ones who killed my parents?

You people. Why is it so fucking hard being friends with a Jew?

Try being one.

- (woman) Who is he? - Come on.

Thank you. Come. Come.

You sat at the back, in school. I am Shimon H'aretz.

- I thought you were dead. - I am at least half dead. (pants)

I heard you speaking of your parents. I am very sorry.

The other brothers. What was his name, the wild one?

- Zus. He's with the other two. - You are hiding here in the forest?

There has been trouble before, maybe? With the police?

So you go to the forest. A wise choice.

A wise choice... for a stupid schoolboy.

My whole life, I presumed to teach others the right way to live.

I had no doubt. "This is God's way, this isn't."

You'll forgive me if recent events have somewhat shaken my resolve.

Just like school. I have no idea what you are talking about.

Please, let's go.

Here. You're not hungry?

Your little one does not talk.

He saw things.

I send you for food and you bring more mouths to feed.

- You send me? - Oh, please.

It was Bernicki who killed Papa.

Did you at least get the pistol?

Only four bullets.

Then, we'll have to make them count.

You worked late.

Tomorrow is Sunday. You have a day off?

Fucking SS never sleeps...

You know who I am?

Sit!

You know why I'm here.

- What are you talking about? - What am I talking about?

lf they say find someone, I find him. It's my job.

To kill Jews.

Or lose my job.

And you like your job.

I was always fair with your family.

Everyone knew you were smuggling. I looked the other way.

Ask your father.

My father? You can ask my father.

On your knees.

On your knees!

Please... I beg you.

For my parents, David and Beila Bielski.

For my brothers, and for all the others.

Kill me, too!

Shit!

- Only one left. - His sons.

How was it?

- How was what? - To kill them.

- It was good, no? - Shut up.

- And what about these others? - I don't know.

Women will slow us down. Your old teacher...

What, you afraid he's gonna spank you for forgetting your homework?

We have to be able to move, Tuvia, and quickly.

I agree. But they're here.

We'll sleep further up the trail. If someone comes, they'll find them first,

and the gunshots should give us time to escape.

Alright... but no more.

No more.

I know. I know!

Tamara, you remember Cousin Zus. Please, go and sit by the fire.

- Lazar. He's Isabel's youngest. - Hello.

- And this is Isaac Malbin. - Hello.

- He's from Minsk. - Tuvia.

- Asael! Find them something to eat. - I have pity for them all, but...

- They're family! - And how will we feed this family?

We'll water the soup.

And this one... she is family?

- No. - Oh.

Whoa!

What the fuck?! Have you never used a hammer before?

- Er... no. - What is it you do?

I suppose you'd have to say I was, am, an intellectual.

This is a job?

I published a small magazine.

- Ah. - Actually, a journal.

- Hm. - More like a pamphlet.

Tuvia?

This is Lila. Lila is my forest wife.

I see.

Congratulations.

Interesting concept.

As long as his village wife stays in hiding.

- Hello, boys. What can we do for you? - Food. We want food.

These little shits are holding us up. Do you have the balls to shoot me?

We have food. We'll share.

No. I want to see if the little shit has the balls to shoot me.

You like to shoot Jews, little shit? Huh?

- You are Jews? - No, we're the Gestapo.

- Put down the gun. - Before I shove it up your ass.

- Hey! Look at me! Where you from? - Horodyszcze.

We haven't eaten in two days. My name is Paretz.

This is Jacov.

Two days ago there were 3,000 Jews in Horodyszcze. And now... there are 50.

Me and him, we hid in a wall.

Do you know a woman... Sonia Bielski?

We knew her.

There was a child.

My child... I should have protected them!

- No. - I... Sonia!

Mama!

Papa!

- So many dead! - I know.

Why not us?

I don't know.

Better to be hiding in the woods...

...like rabbits...

...hunted. No.

We're looking for partisans. What is the name of your otriad?

- What is an otriad? - It's an armed brigade.

We heard the Russians are beginning to organise.