THINGS UNHEARD: A TRANSLATION
Bout I
Miriam: He knows your name?
Yael: Luka’s not like the other National Socialists.
Miriam: No. He’s their poster boy! The one they look up to and adore.
Yael: It’s not like that. He’s not like that.
Miriam: Do you really think so, Volchitsa?
Yael, nodding: There’s something more to him. I’ve seen it.
Bout II
Miriam: He’s all talk, no spine.
Yael: Luka is brash, yes, but that’s not all he is. Give him a chance.
Miriam: A chance? Is that what they gave us, Yael, when they stuffed us into those cattle cars? When they put the numbers on our arms and burned our families to ash?
Yael: I remember it as well as you do, Miriam.
Miriam: If Luka Löwe was more than a National Socialist, he would have found a way to join the resistance. He wouldn’t have hidden behind his blood and name while our people were slaughtered.
Yael:…
Miriam: You know I’m right.
Yael: I trust him.
Miriam: Trust. Are you sure that’s all it is?
Yael:…
Miriam: Don’t let your heart get in the way of your head, Yael. Luka Löwe might be on your side now, but when it matters, he’ll be gone. Men like him only look after their own interests. That’s how our world fell into this sorry state in the first place.