Auschwitz, 1938. Inside a camp, rows of Jews walk zombie-like, feet heavy in mud, on a bleak, cloudy day. Sophie Zawistowska is in the crowd with her two children―Jan, 10, and Eva, 3. The camp commander’s roving gaze stops at her. He tells her she is very beautiful, her skin is flawless and her features, sharp. Sophie tells him she is not a Jew; she is a devout Catholic. He asks her if she is a Communist and she denies. Suddenly, the crazed commander’s gaze falls on the children. He orders a soldier to take them away to the gas chambers. Sophie is shocked, pleads with him to spare them to send them to the labour camp instead. The commander pauses for a second and then tells Sophie that she can make a choice—one of her children will be sent to the gas chamber and she can choose which child.