钢琴家 The Pianist Movie Script

杰瑞发布于2024-09-27

史标曼(艾德里安•布洛迪 Adrien Brody 饰)是波兰一家电台的钢琴师。 二战即将爆发之时,他们全家被迫被赶进华沙的犹太区。 在战争的颠沛流离中,家人和亲戚最终被纳粹杀害,而史标曼本人也受尽种种羞辱和折磨,他侥幸得到一位朋友的帮助,暂时有了藏身之处。 战争愈加猛烈,朋友不得不抛下他回老家寻得安全的住所养育儿女。 此时史标曼恶病缠身,却还要在搜捕中逃亡。 在废墟的阁楼上他遇见了一名德国军官,在军官的要求下他弹奏了钢琴曲。 美妙的琴声令德国军官萌发了恻隐之心,他暗暗帮助史标曼直到苏军对波兰的解放到来…… 影片根据波兰钢琴家瓦拉迪斯罗•斯皮曼 (Wladyslaw Szpilman)的自传体小说《死亡城市》改编。

Szpilman pulls his arms and finally manages to get him through. The boy lies moaning.
Szpilman takes the boy's face in his hands, tries to comfort him, revive him, but the boy has stopped moaning. His head lolls and his jaw sags. He is dead. Szpilman stands quickly and hurries away.
EXT. COURTYARD AND HOUSE - EVENING Szpilman approaches the house through a shabby yard.
INT. JEHUDA ZYSKIND'S ROOM - EVENING The noise of a mimeograph machine. A huge, CHEERFUL MAN with a perpetual cigarette in his mouth.
JEHUDA:
I always say look on the bright side. You're in the small ghetto, intellectuals, professional people, you're better off than us. Here, in the large ghetto, it's a cesspool. But you, you're living in Monte Carlo. You could say you're privileged and that, of course, goes against my principles.
Nevertheless... He laughs and coughs, starts looking through papers. His room is piled from floor to ceiling with old papers and stuff. Dark, shabby, run-down.
One of his sons, SYMCHE, is operating the mimeograph machine. The other, DOLEK, is sorting the sheets as they come off the roller. MRS. ZYSKIND, holding a toddler, is cooking at a small stove.
JEHUDA finds what he's been looking for, a newspaper made up of a few sheets.
JEHUDA:
Ah, here. Today's news from the other side.
SZPILMAN:
You're amazing, Jehuda.
JEHUDA:
No, I'm a socialist. I have brothers everywhere. They bring me news and food. We care about our fellow human beings. Workers of the world unite.
SZPILMAN:
So, what's the news?
JEHUDA:
(scanning the paper) The Germans are advancing on Kharkhov.
SZPILMAN:
I don't know why I come here every evening, it's always such bad news.
JEHUDA:
Bad news, you crazy? You have no world view, Wladek, that's your trouble. The news couldn't be better. The moment Hitler invaded Russia, I knew we'd be all right.
Remember Napoleon. Same business.
The Germans will freeze to death, please God.
He beams. Szpilman leans over, takes a sheet from the mimeograph.
SZPILMAN:
Jehuda, give me something to do.
JEHUDA:
You're an artist, Wladek, you keep people's spirits up. You do enough.
SZPILMAN:
But I want to help, I want to.
JEHUDA:
You're too well known, Wladek. And you know what? You musicians don't make good conspirators. You're too...too musical.
He loves this, laughs, coughs.
SZPILMAN:
There are notices going up. The city's to be cleansed of undesirables.
JEHUDA:
There are always notices going up.