Elsa Korr: You're not a Nazi, Jojo. You're a ten-year-old kid who likes dressing up in a funny uniform and wants to be part of a club.
Jojo Betzler: What am I going to do?
Adolf Hitler: I have no idea.
Jojo Betzler, Adolf Hitler: Got It!
Jojo Betzler: [simultaneously] I'll negotiate.
Adolf Hitler: [simultaneously] I'll burn down the house and blame Winston Churchill... or negotiate.
Elsa Korr: I don't know anything about being a woman. Is that what it is? You do things like drink wine?
Rosie: Sure. You drink. Champagne if you're happy. Champagne, if you're sad. You drive a car. Gamble if you want. Own diamonds. Learn how to fire a gun. You travel to Morocco. Take up lovers. Make them suffer. You look a tiger in the eye. And trust
without fear. That's what it is to be a woman.
Elsa Korr: Break free. Break free, great Aryan. There are no weak Jews. I am descended from those who wrestle angels and kill giants. We were chosen by God. You were chosen by a pathetic little man who can't even grow a full moustache.
Rosie: You're growing up too fast. Ten-year-olds shouldn't be celebrating war and talking politics. You should be climbing trees and then falling out of those trees.
Jojo Betzler: But the Führer says when we win, it is us, young boys who will rule the world.
Rosie: Pfft! The Reich is dying. We're going to lose the war and then what
are you going to do, hmm? Life is a gift. We must celebrate it. We have to dance to show God we are grateful to be alive.
Jojo Betzler: Well, I won't dance. Dancing is for people who don't have a job.
Rosie: Dancing is for people who are free. It's an escape from all this.
Rosie: [exasperated] Where are all the goddamned knives?
Jojo Betzler: What's going on out here?
Yorki: The Russians, Jojo. They're coming. And the Americans from the other way. And England and China and Africa and India. The whole world is coming. Help me with this ammo.
Jojo Betzler: And how are we doing?
Yorki: Terribly. Our only friends are the Japanese. And
just between you and me, they don't look very Aryan.