A small apartment in Berlin
(ROSA reclines on the sofa while CAT paces nervously.)
ROSA: Think how much Germany could save if we simply got rid of all the undesirables.
CAT: Isn’t that becoming a fine line, Rosa?
ROSA: Not at all. There is a clear distinction between the worthless and those of value.
CAT: And what, pray tell, is that distinction?
ROSA: The worthless are clearly those living off the government’s dime.
CAT: People get injured, Rosa. It is a fact of life.
ROSA: Oh, but the true Germans would pay for it themselves.
CAT: What if true Germans could not afford to? It is an age of inflation.
ROSA: They would die with honor. That is true dedication to the Fatherland.
CAT: I think we differ on the notion of what is true.
ROSA: But we should not. Truth is a construct. We must resist the communist and Jewish influence, or have it become us.
CAT: Are communists and Jews really the worse alternative?
ROSA: Bite your tongue.
CAT: You would seek to murder or expel citizens simply out of monetary gain. There is more to life than money.
ROSA: There is not, when our enemies surround us. Germany must devote her resources to the tanks and guns.
CAT: We’re becoming our own enemy, Rosa. Can’t you see?
ROSA: I see cowardice and it would do you well to talk a little less. (CAT starts packing her suitcase.) Where are you going?
CAT: I’m leaving this country, before more think like you.