A LOAF OF BREAD
One, two, three, four, five.
The war was nearing its end.
That's why the Nazis crammed us into cattle cars... in cattle cars...
...and they moved us from one from one place to another.
Our numbers were decreasing day after day.
Any moment could be our last moment. our last moment.
So we planned an escape, Markíz, Drobecek and me.
But that meant we needed some food. we needed some food.
On the other track there was a wagon loaded with bread,
...but he was guarded by the Scharführer the Scharführer.
...55, 56, 57, 58, 59...
59.
One more time?
Ready.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...
46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51... 57
57... 59.
54 the second time. Now 57.
We will go with 56.
So we have 56 seconds to do it.
I got it, whoever draws the shortest straw, goes.
We will draw according to age:
Drobecek first, then you, and me last, huh?
Then it's your turn.
Then me.
You can do the race in 16 seconds, and another 16 seconds to get back.
So you will only have 24 seconds to get it.
Be sure to count when you you start running...
...so you can be sure to be back in 56 seconds.
Start counting backwards from 40.
We are almost there.
Take off your shoes.
It's closer from here.
Let's do it.
Be careful. And take off your shoes.
- 1, 2, 3,4, 5, 6, 7, 8... - Run!
13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20,
21, 22, 23, 24, 25,
25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30...
I have not taken anything.
Tomáš! Tomáš!
Help me to lift him up! Help me!
The Scharführer did not hit me very hard. I came to my senses quite soon.
The time had come: We'll do it tomorrow.