Cut to Jerzy on the thin single mattress that he and his sister Aggie and their small brother Robert shared in a corner of the little room. The air is filled with another sound now: the cracking of wood. The camera shot is reversed and he is looking from the mattress to the door, which is now broken open. Two giant men in alien uniforms with massive guns fill the doorway. Mother has snatched up little Robert and is cowering in the corner. The camera cuts to Father’s face. He seems to be afraid. That is something new, something he has never seen before. Father has never been afraid; it is Father who instils fear in the family with his rages and his beatings, so how can he be afraid?

Cut to a long line of families with suitcases. Yellow stars on their chests, though not for Jerzy. He is only eight back then, so too young for a star. Cut to the face of a man with the SS flashes and the hooked cross emblem on his uniform. One of many, but one he remembered, captured on the film of his brain for ever. A face he would see again, here at Apfelwald. The man he told Mo about. The man Mo shot in the arm. The soundtrack now is hushed, light murmuring from the men and women in the line, the occasional shout and whip crack from the men in uniform, and the barking of their dogs as the line is driven onwards, down to the trains. Mother and Father are talking quietly to each other. They are arguing. They have argued all Jerzy’s life, but this argument seems to be of a different order; there is no shouting, no fists, no broken crockery.

Father grabs Jerzy by the arm. His fingers dig deep into his muscle and he is in pain. Father’s face is right up close, so close that he can see the pores of his skin, the follicles of his beard and he can smell his fetid breath as he growls in his ear. ‘Run, Jerzy. When we turn the corner, run. There is an alley to the left. Run there and stay alive. Leave Krakow. You are eight. Go and be a man and survive.’ It is a whisper, but it is a shout, too. A command of such urgency that Jerzy does not dare disobey.