- [last lines]
- Lina: Remember the story?
- Jakob Heym: Which one?
- Lina: The sick princess. Is it a true story?
- Jakob Heym: Of course it is.
- Lina: The boys said it is silly.
- Jakob Heym: What is silly?
- Lina: well with cotton balls. She wanted a cotton ball as big as her pillow.
- Jakob Heym: She wanted a cloud. She thought clouds were made of cotton balls.
- Lina: Aren't clouds made of cotton balls?
- Rosa Frankfurter: [playing checkers with her dad] You take ages to make a move.
- Frankfurter: You want to win by rushing me, or by playing better?
- Rosa Frankfurter: You're winning.
- Frankfurter: By thinking.
- Rosa Frankfurter: Each game lasts at least 2 hours.
- Frankfurter: Better to win one than lose 5 time.
- [he finally makes a move, his Rosa too]
- Frankfurter: No, you'll lose your last checker.
- [she makes another move]
- Frankfurter: Wrong move.
- Rosa Frankfurter: What can I do?
- Frankfurter: Nothing
- [he smiles]
- Frankfurter: Another game?
- Mischa: I just wanted to say to you... I mean... you know... We're all here... I wanted to ask you and your wife, of course...
- Jakob Heym: Speak freely, you're not asking for my hand, are you?
- Mischa: I'm asking for Rosa's.
- Josefa: What's wrong, Brother?
- Dr. Kirschbaum: I'm afraid. I am very afraid. The radio could be bad news for us all. You know these pigs.
- Josefa: Let's call it a day. You can be afraid in bed.
- Dr. Kirschbaum: Dear God. Protect us from this great disaster. Don't let anything happen at this stage. You have protected us for so long. Stop the Germans from finding the radio. Make the spies blind. Only you know how many spies are here. Fool them. Let the Russians get here real soon. Destroy the radio before it destroys us. You know how cruel our tormentors can be.
- [the light starts flickering and then goes off]
- Josefa: Don't give up. All radios need power. Congratulations.
- Dr. Kirschbaum: Thank you, dear God. A wise decision.
- Josefa: You have connections in high places.
- Mischa: Listen to me now. I'm glad you're sad he went. You didn't know him.You just knew his snoring. People disappear each day in the ghetto. We can't get worked up about everyone.
- Rosa Frankfurter: You are hard and uncaring.
- Mischa: I know. If it weren't for curfew at 8, you'd get up and leave right now.
- Rosa Frankfurter: Correct.
- Kowalski: I'm asking you as a friend. What would you invest in?
- Jakob Heym: Maybe luxury goods of some kind. They were crazy for them after the last war. David built a house with the profits on the schnapps he sold.
- Kowalski: You're right. Do you think we'll have potatoes to make schnapps?
- Jakob Heym: Probably not. Everything will be short. You need good instincts.
- Kowalski: Who hears the news first? All the news you get at the factory originates from Jakob. Is there another radio?
- Man getting shaved: No idea.
- Kowalski: News get get changed on he way. It is passed on from person to person. Everyone adds some detail. So it gets changed until it is quite different.
- Kowalski: I'll make you an offer, Jakob. We'll serve each other for free.
- Jakob Heym: Good. Why are you grinning?
- Kowalski: A deal's a deal?
- [They shake hands on it]
- Jakob Heym: What's funny now?
- Kowalski: You eat more often than you get a haircut.
- Jakob Heym: True... But I shave every day. A deal is a deal.
- Mischa: I just wanted to say to you... I mean... you know... We're all here... I wanted to ask you and your wife, of course...
- Frankfurter: Speek freely, you're not asking for my hand, are you?
- Mischa: I'm asking for Rosa's.
- Roman Schtamm: What's wrong, Brother?
- Herschel Schtamm: I'm afraid. I am very afraid. The radio could be bad news for us all. You know these pigs.
- Roman Schtamm: Let's call it a day. You can be afraid in bed.
- Herschel Schtamm: Dear God. Protect us from this great disaster. Don't let anything happen at this stage. You have protected us for so long. Stop the Germans from finding the radio. Make the spies blind. Only you know how many spies are here. Fool them. Let the Russians get here real soon. Destroy the radio before it destroys us. You know how cruel our tormentors can be.
- [the light starts flickering and then goes off]
- Roman Schtamm: Don't give up. All radios need power. Congratulations.
- Herschel Schtamm: Thank you, dear God. A wise decision.
- Roman Schtamm: You have connections in high places.