Auschwitz: The Forgotten Evidence Page #2

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My son, Sam, was a baseball fan.

Oh, baseball.

It's a great game.

The only sport you can play

while taking a nap.

-You drinking?

-No, I just wanted to talk to you.

About what?

-Your daughter.

-I don't have a daughter.

Do you get drunk every night?

No. Sometimes I'm drunk by noon.

-What do you want?

-I had a son.

My son and your daughter

were friends...

...and I'd come here sometimes

to drop Sam off or pick Lauren up.

Can we talk about this after?

After what?

After I sleep.

Somebody else has a daughter,

you know.

Somebody else knows your son.

It's not me.

That's nice.

Did we get married?

It's not me.

It's you. It's Jim.

I don't know who else or what else.

I don't know anything.

I don't know why

it's not in the papers.

I don't know anything.

But it's not me. I'm not insane.

Go look in your office.

It used to be your daughter's room.

You let her draw on it.

These are her drawings.

-What did you do?

-She was showing Sam her room.

I was there. Her bed was here.

Her desk was here, with pictures

from magazines, collaged.

-You're out of your mind.

-This was her room.

Somebody lived here before me.

They papered over their kid's room.

-I'm calling the cops.

-We were there, at the awful funerals.

-You and me and your ex-wife.

-Get out!

You seemed much more

upset than your wife.

She was like my husband,

she held it in.

-But you and l--

-Listen, listen, listen!

We have never met at a funeral.

I do not know you.

Lauren and Sam were friends.

We put them on a plane together...

...to go to camp, and we lost them.

They died over a year ago.

-Come on.

-You weren't drinking then.

-How do you know that?

-I met you.

You weren't like this.

It was about 1 4 months ago

you started drinking, wasn't it?

Wasn't it?

That's when Lauren died.

-I never had a kid.

-You remembered her before this.

Everybody remembered our children.

Something happened...

...in the last weeks or days, I don't know,

but our children have been forgotten.

-That's it. Let's go. Come on!

-No, no! Say her name, and I'll go!

I say his name every day!

Just say it.

So you can hear it. Lauren.

Say it.

Lauren.

Now look around again.

She was here.

She lived here.

-I need a minute.

-Tell me if--

I need a minute.

-Do you want some coffee?

-No, thanks.

I know this is difficult.

How much do you remember?

I-- I called the police.

Look, you need some help.

I never had a kid.

You gotta get some help. I'm--

I'm real sorry.

Yeah.

One second, okay?

It's the best thing.

They say I dreamed it all.

Do you think I dreamed it?

We have to go.

Hi. Carl Dayton,

National Security Agency.

Telly Paretta? We're taking custody.

-Can I see some lD?

-Check with Captain Mills. He'll verify.

Hi, Dad.

Sorry, Dad.

Which one do you think

I should wear, Daddy?

Wait! Wait!

-Where is she?

-The feds have her.

Stop.

-You gotta let her go.

-Mr. Correll, step back.

You don't understand.

Telly. Get off--

-I remember. I remember.

-Get off.

I remember.

-Get him off the car!

-I remember.

Get off me. She's right!

-Grab his hands!

-Run!

Run!

Run!

-T-E-L-L...?

-Y. Telly.

They told me there was

a complaint against her.

She trashed an apartment

and wouldn't leave.

-Who? Whose apartment?

-Mr. Ashley Correll. Do you know him?

-No.

-Ex-New York Ranger.

-Pretty good.

-What does he have to do--?

She was claiming her son

was missing and dead.

We never had a son.

Why would she say that?

My wife is delusional.

She needs help.

Where is she?

She was turned over

to federal agents.

And she fled custody.

Now, Mr. Paretta...

...why would the NSA

be interested in your wife?

You're asking me?

This is crazy.

They don't care about

anybody's apartment.

-And they don't trace missing children.

-There was never a child.

Do what they say, all right?

Okay. I love you.

I'm gonna miss you so much.

-Bye.

-Bye-bye.

Have fun.

I love you, Mommy.

-Sam.

-Yeah?

-See you.

-See you.

I was hoping you'd come here.

Me too.

I don't understand it.

I keep thinking I'm crazy, you know?

How could I forget her?

My little girl.

How--?

I can't do this.

You have to.

Because I can't do this alone.

Come on, we shouldn't

hang around here.

First, I thought it had to do

with the plane crash.

Remember when that flight

crashed over Long lsland...

...and everybody thought

it was friendly fire...

...some government cover-up?

-Yeah, I remember that.

-But then I thought...

...how could the government

erase our memories?

It's just not possible. It's so--

-What?

-Please don't think...

-...I'm out of my mind.

-I don't anymore.

Do you ever feel like somebody--?

Something's watching you?

Like surveillance?

No, I mean that sometimes

people are...

...taken. We hear that.

-What are you talking about?

-Abduction.

You're freaking me out.

I'm having a National Enquirer moment.

No, listen to me.

What do we know?

I had a son, you had a daughter,

they had lives...

...they died, and everyone besides us

believes they never existed.

What could do something like that?

No. There's gotta be

another explanation.

Who could erase our kids?

Every-- Every picture of them gone.

Every newspaper article gone.

Every memory gone.

No agents. No government.

Who could do that?

I don't know.

We need to find a hotel.

You got any cash?

No, not much.

I have some credit cards.

Forget it. Clerk runs your card,

and they got us.

Don't you watch TV?

I read.

Goddamn snob.

No. Goddamn editor.

Why are you so pissed at me?

-You okay?

-Yeah.

My door.

-NSA! We need to talk to you!

-Just stay by the car!

Stay by the car!

This way!

-Where did they go?

-ln here!

In here!

Get down.

Goddamn it, we've lost them.

All right, search the fields.

We'll check the streets.

All right. Come on.

I got left side.

-Petalis, come in.

-Go for Petalis.

What do you see? Nothing there?

-Yeah, the field's clear.

-Okay, hook up with us.

Okay. I'm coming back to you.

What's your 20?

-Hello?

-Dr. Munce, it's Telly.

Telly. Where are you?

Are you all right?

No.

I mean, I'm not hurt,

but there are people after us.

What? What do you mean?

I found someone else.

His daughter was on the same flight.

He didn't remember her.

But now he does.

How do you explain that?

How do you explain

the people chasing us?

Telly, this is a panic attack.

You just hold on, all right?

Now, tell me where you are,

I'll leave right away. You need help.

No, I need you to start believing me.

Found an all-night place.

Didn't have much.

You should eat something.

Just deciding whether I want

too much salt or too much sugar.

Sugar.

Wish you wouldn't do that.

Don't worry about it.

Think I'm just gonna go to bed.

-You held out.

-What?

You held out and I didn't.

I forgot her.

-How'd you do that?

-I don't know.

What's so important about us?

Or our kids?

I mean, the kids are dead.

Why try to erase our memories?

It's not like we're gonna

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