A street in a very poor section of some European city. On the boarded-up stores there are signs in Russian or Polish. (Must be Polish.) An old man with a gray beard is moving along the street close to the buildings. He carries a book and is dressed in black with a wide-brimmed hat.

He turns into a doorway and climbs narrow stairs.

In an apartment eight or ten people are sitting and waiting. Among them a priest stands mumbling a prayer to himself.

The old man with the beard now comes in and all the people look up. He comes to the priest and sits beside him.

Newman was at a loss. He did not know what there was about the picture that disturbed him. Then he noticed the unusual amount of whispering going on in the audience around him. Behind him a few rows back a woman was actually talking in conversational tones.

Now the old man with the beard begins to talk to the priest. He has found out that the Germans plan to hang ’them’ in a little while. The priest thinks, and then he says it is time for them to act.

The old man gets to his feet and opens his book. The men and women in the room look at him prayerfully. He begins to pray, and he rocks a little as the foreign words came from his lips. The priest gets to his knees and with bent head also prays.

The audience was moving in a slow, continuous shifting. There was no coughing. It was a shifting that went beyond the movement of bodies. Newman studied the screen and suddenly the whole picture there swept into focus.

The old man was a rabbi, that was it. And the people in the room were Jews.

The men pray with their hats on and the women wear shawls over their heads.

Now the whole screen is filled with the figure of the kneeling priest. He is praying and facing directly toward the audience.

Behind Newman a seat slammed down …

The whole room is shown again. The priest is getting to his feet. With the rabbi he leads the people out through the door of the apartment.

Newman’s eyes seemed to him to be widening across the breadth of the whole theatre. He was seeing what the people around him saw, and he was seeing it with their minds. He knew why the theatre was rumbling. The characters were Jews and were mostly quite good-looking actors. Even though dark, none of them had the hooked nose and the bent grin, and they did not like it in the theatre. The screen again reached out toward him ….

The little band of people is following the priest and the rabbi through the streets of the city now.

They come to a square. In the center of it stands a tall series of gallows. Around the gallows many German soliders are waiting. Otherwise the square is empty.