František Černý

“When I was at home I decided to visit my uncle in Brno. He greeted me, but he pretended to go do some shopping and then turned me into the police. All of the sudden, I saw from the window that the street was swarming with policemen. I had a revolver with me, and I hid it inside the toilet water tank and I walked out of the house as if nothing happened, with my forged identification card, and they stopped me in the doorway. I was surprised and I gave them the ID card and I hit one of them in the face and I kicked another one and I wanted to run away, but it was not possible with so many guns aimed at you. Then I was taken to Prague and the one whom I had hit asked me whether I was hungry and I said that I was, and he gave me a salami and he told me: ‘See, you hit me with your fist, and I give you salami and bread rolls.’”

“Imagine a basement with about twenty cells, and they put me in there and they watched me. They tied me by my leg in the corner of the room, and I didn't even attempt to escape, but one day the watchman did not lock the door of my cell, so I jumped after him and pulled out the tape from his typewriter. He said: "Read it, and you have to sign it so that we know that you have read it."