All dialog in brown text is taken from the movie script at www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk
After Mr. Dussell has told everybody of the conditions that exist outside the attic, their spirits, which were on the rise existed prior to his arrival, have crashed to the ground. Everybody is concerned for friends who have disappeared, knowing in their hearts that their friends are now victims of the Nazis. Since he and Anne now have to share a room she helps him get acclimated to his new surroundings. She says he’ll soon get used to everybody, even Peters cat.
A cat…here ?
“I have an allergy to fur-bearing animals”. Mr. Dussell starts to wheeze, hack, and cough even though Mouchi is no where near. We soon learn that the “allergy” is totally psychosomatic, even though he would probably fight to death maintaining it isn’t in his head. After Anne gets into bed she can’t help but hear the sounds outside of a woman laughing, a man bellowing in German, machine gun fire, and the splash of somebody falling into the canal. Her mind combines the sounds with the dismal news Mr. Dussell brought with him, and has a doozy of a nightmare. She screams which unsettles Mr. Dussell. Her mother rushes to her side only to be rebuffed and to hear Anne ask for her father. Mrs. Frank goes to get Mr. Frank, he goes to Anne, while Margot comforts her mother who’s deeply upset. Mr. Dussell maintains something should be done about Anne. Mr. Frank asks Mr. Dussell to return to his bed. “Excuse me. I'm going to the W.C., the one room where there's peace”. Mr. Dussel is not used to having his opinion dismissed so easily, and retires to the W.C. (bathroom).
Mr. Frank is flattered by his daughters request, but at the same time is dismayed that she should hurt her mother so. Anne tries to explain her feelings to her father. “I think I'm really grown up...and then something happens and I run to you like a baby. She doesn't understand me. Whenever I try to explain
my views on life, she asks me if I'm constipated”. Anne is confused and asks her father for guidance. “There's so little we parents can do to help our children, Anne. We can only try to set a good example. Point the way. The rest you must do yourself”. Anne rambles on about practical jokes, and having a conflict of feelings - the child versus the emerging adult. Her voice gets weaker and weaker, and soon she is fast asleep.
The luster of having someone new to talk to rapidly wears off, and Anne and Mr. Dussell are having almost daily fights. Sometimes its simply a difference of opinion but she writes “Someday, I'm going to give you such a smack...Why is it that every grown-up thinks he knows the way to bring up children? Particularly the grown-ups that haven't any”.
The radio has become the primary source of information and entertainment. At times they are huddled around it to distract themselves from the almost constant bombing. Usually they listen to the BBC as they are in this screen capture. But sometimes they listen to Hitler.
Mrs. van Daan knits while bombs rain down. They shake the building, causing dust to fall into her hair. She knits a lot when she’s nervous, which is most of the time. When bombs fall she knits almost non stop. Mrs. van Daan is also prone to asking very stupid questions when she’s nervous. When the bombing is at its height she asks one the most stupid questions I’ve ever heard. “Suppose they hit this house? What will we do? We can't go out in the street. What will we do?”. Everyone looks at each other, wondering if they should respond. Mr. Dussell, ever the optimist, gives a most succinct answer. “If they hit this house, your worries will be over”. Mrs. van Daan soon regrets asking such a foolish question. Peter is upstairs watching the air raid when a British plane crashes near them. He gives those huddled around the radio a play by play summary of the happenings outside.“That noise--that big explosion--they hit one of the English planes. It fell right in this block”. They all go upstairs to look at the bombers headed for Germany. Just before they arrive at the window the glass shatters from the vibrations caused by the explosions.