The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (The Boy in the Striped Pajamas) (The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas)

Move! Move it!

Move!

Now!

It's me home.

- Bye, Bruno! - Bye, Bruno!

- Hello, sweetheart. - Mum, what's going on?

- We're celebrating. - Celebrating?

Your father's been given a promotion.

- That means a betterjob. - I know what promotion is.

So we're having a little party to celebrate.

He's still going to be a soldier though, isn't he?

Yes, my love. Yes, just a more important one now.

There's some even more exciting news…

but I think Dad wanted to tell you about that himself.

- Moving? Where to? - To the countryside.

That's miles away. What about Karl and Leon and Martin?

Sweetheart, I know it's hard…

but we're all having to say good-bye to our friends for the time being.

Anyway, we'll make new ones where we're going. Won't we?

Of course you are. You'll make lots of new friends.

Bruno, you can have your friends around in the morning before we go.

Think of it as an adventure, like in one of your books.

But this is the best house ever.

Well, you never know. The house we're going to might be even better.

Dad says it's got a garden.

Look, the thing is, Bruno, the thing about being a soldier…

is that life is not so much about choice, it's more about duty…

so ifyour country needs you to go somewhere, you'll go.

Now, of course, going somewhere else is much easier…

when you know that your family are so delighted to go with you.

Bruno! You're getting bigger every time I see you.

It's only been a week, Nathalie.

Well, perhaps it's me that's getting smaller.

So, you two…

well, what do you think of all this? Moving out of Berlin?

Well, Mummy and Daddy say it's a good thing, so I suppose it must be.

Children, be angels, will you? Pass some food around.

Heil Hitler!

Congratulations.

- Doesn't he look wonderful? - Absolutely.

I'm so proud of you, my boy.

Oh, dear. I sometimes wonder if this is all down to me,

making you those costumes for your little plays when you were tiny.

- You used to adore all that dressing up. - Nathalie.

Does it still make you feel special, Ralf dear?

The uniform and what it stands for?

Mother, it's a party. Let's not spoil things.

Me, spoil things?

You should be careful.

Airing your views so publicly could land you in trouble.

You know that.

So, how long are we losing you for, my boy?

- Until the war is won, I would think. - Well, not so long then.

Bruno!

All right, Bruno. Time to say good-bye.

- Bye-bye. - Bye-bye!

"Time has come for me to sleep Lord, I thank Thee for Thy keep"

Watch this night well over me And teach me, Lord, to trust in Thee

Care for children, sick and poor Grant them, Lord, Thy blessing more

"And this I pray in Jesus' name Care for my familyjust the same"

Amen.

Children, look. Look! Our new home.

I have some business to take care of. I'll see you shortly.

Well, what do we think?

Come on. It's lovely.

You two choose your rooms. I'll have Maria come…

and help you unpack.

What do you think of it, Maria? The new house.

It's not for me to say.

But it won't feel like home until we make it feel like home, will it?

Is he already up?

Who was that?

One of your father's soldiers, I suppose.

- He looked very serious. - Well, they are, aren't they?

- Why are we whispering? - I don't know.

- And play with who? - The children over on the farm.

Farm? I didn't see a farm. And that one, too.

You can only see it from my room.

And are some children there?

- Yes, quite a few. - That's good.

- So, I'll be able to play with them. - I don't see why not.

I'll wait a little bit, just to see what they're like…

- because they look a bit strange. - The children do?

- Well, and the farmers. - What sort of strange?

I'm sorry.

Vegetables.

There.

Bruno, have you unpacked everything?

Because I think you should go back upstairs and finish off.

Thank you, ma'am.

Bruno.

- I told you they were strange. - Who?

The farmers. They wear pajamas.

Bruno, I was just coming to look for you.

Well, thank you for that. That was extremely useful.

- I'll be over to see you later. - Of course, Herr Kommandant.

Come in.

Sit down, sit down.

Well, what do you think?

Oh, dear.

I want to go home.

You are home, Bruno. Home is where the family is.

Isn't that right?

Bruno, you have to at least give the place a chance.

I promise you, it won't be long before you-

Why do the farmers wear pajamas? I can see them from my window.

The thing is, Bruno, those people-

Well, you see, they're not really people at all.

Bruno, who told you it was a farm?

- Was it Maria? - No.

It is a farm, isn't it?

Yes.

Is it to do with your new job?

All you need to know about my work here, Bruno…

is that it's very important to our country and to you.

We're working very hard to make this world a better place…

for you to grow up in.

But you're not a farmer. You're a soldier.

Bruno, can you come and help me finish sorting out in the kitchen?

I can still play with them, though? The children.

I don't think so, Bruno. No.

Like you say, they're a bit strange. A bit-

Well, they're different.

Don't worry, my darling. We'll find you some new friends…

but they won't be the ones from the farm.

Ralf, you promised.

- You said it was miles away. - It is.

How was I to know he could see it from the bedroom window?

There was one of them in our kitchen.

- Master Bruno, how are you today? - Fed up.

You said the same thing every day for two whole weeks.

- It's true. - Well, you should be out playing.

- Playing with who? - I don't know. Gretel?

- Well, you can make your own fun. - That's what I'm trying to do.

One thing's for sure…

sitting around being miserable won't make things any happier.

- Bruno, what are you doing? - Exploring!

No! No, not in the back. I told you, it's out of bounds.

- Explore at the front. - But I've explored it all.

- Well, find something else to do. - Like what?

Come back in now, and we'll think of something.

So, children, what are you doing today?

- Same as yesterday. - And what was that?

- Same as the day before. - Except you went exploring.

- I like exploring. - Where did you go?

I wanted to look in the back garden, but Mum wouldn't let me.

The back garden?

Well, God forbid.

I expect you'll be missing those friends of yours.

I even miss school.

Well, I never thought I'd hear you say that.

Anyway, you won't be missing it for long.

- Really? - I've arranged a tutor for you both.

A Herr Liszt will be visiting twice a week.

So we're not going to school?

School's coming here?

On an old bicycle, I gather.

It's a bird without the-

Good morning, little man. And how are you this morning?

- Can I ask you a favor? - Well, you can ask.

Are there any spare tires around?

An old one from one of the trucks or something?

Well, the only spare tire I've seen around here…

belongs to Lieutenant Meinberg.

- Well, is he using it? - Yes, he's very attached to it.

Stop it. He doesn't understand. He's only eight.

You're only 12, so stop pretending you're any older.

What do you want a tire for, anyway?

- I want to make a swing. - A swing?

That does sound exciting.

You!

Here, now.

Move!

Take this boy to the outhouse in the back garden.

There are some tires in there. He will select one.

You will carry it where he asks. Do you understand?

Well, little man, what are you waiting for?

How about this one?

Where's my mum?

She's out.

- When is she back? - Soon, I expect.

But don't worry.

- But I might bleed to death. - No, you won't.

- Will I need to go to hospital? - No. It's only a small cut.

Come on. It's not that bad.

There, all better.

- What's your name? - Pavel.

Now, you better sit still for a few minutes…

before you start walking around on that again.

Will you tell my mum what happened?

I think she's going to see it for herself.

She'll probably want to take me to a doctor.

I don't think so.

- It could be worse than it looks. - It isn't.

How would you know? You're not a doctor.

- Yes, I am. - No, you're not.

You peel potatoes.

I practiced as a doctor.

Before I-

Before I came here.