Auschwitz: The Forgotten Evidence Page #3

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go look for them.

Sam.

Ash.

Ash. Wake up.

Come on.

Come on, wake up. Wake up.

Wake up, wake up.

Come on. Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up!

Ash.

Ash.

Wake up.

-Listen to me.

-What the hell are you doing?

-You nutjob!

-Listen to me.

You didn't know it,

but you were right.

If the children were dead,

they would leave it.

If we all thought they were dead,

why would they erase them?

Why would they need

to make us forget them?

I think the children are alive.

That's why I can still feel him, why

I can't let go. The children are alive.

Don't you feel that

Lauren's alive out there?

I don't know, maybe.

Yes.

Jim usually leaves the office

by 1 2:
1 5.

We need to get Jim alone.

-What's he like?

-We had our problems.

He loved Sam.

Make him say Sam's name.

Like you made me say "Lauren."

-Watch out!

-Get out of the way!

Behind you!

Get out of the way!

Oh, my God!

-ls he--? Did we--?

-I don't know.

I've seen him before.

Don't answer it.

-Hello?

-Hello, is this Telly Paretta?

-Who is this?

-Telly, this is Detective Anne Pope.

We didn't mean to hurt anybody.

The man in front of our car

wouldn't get out of the way.

-What?

-We're just trying to find our children.

-Hang up.

-Yes, I know.

-You know?

-I know about your case.

Hang up.

Is that Ashley Correll?

They took our kids.

They made us think

they died in a plane crash.

Anne. Look, I know this doesn't

make any sense...

...but my son, Sam Paretta,

and Ash's daughter, Lauren Correll...

...they were on the same plane.

Now, how could two people...

...remember two different children

if they never existed?

Jim.

Hi. I....

I'm sorry, do I know you?

What's the matter? It's me.

I'm lost. Can you help me out here?

Oh, God, what did they do to you?

It's me. It's Telly.

I'm sorry. We know each other?

I know your wife.

Right. Got it. Not married.

Wrong Jim.

James William Paretta.

Who are you?

Do you know a Sam Paretta?

-No relation.

-Maybe it would help...

...if you said the name. Sam.

You lost me.

What about Jim?

It's them.

We gotta get out of here.

Out of the city, at least for tonight.

I know someplace far enough.

-Telly.

-He didn't even know me.

He forgot me.

Swear to God. They hit the guy,

he crashes into the pump. Look.

Swear to God. They hit the guy,

he crashes into the pump. Look.

Look at that. Then he gets right up.

I didn't just see it, I heard it. Bang.

This guy bounces off

the gas pump, gets right up.

There's no blood.

There's gotta be.

-Feds wanna talk to you.

-What?

Detective Pope.

Okay, wait right here, all right?

I'm Carl Dayton, NSA.

-So you're here to rent a car?

-Pardon?

What are you doing

in my crime scene, Carl?

What's so national security

about this?

-I'm not at liberty to say.

-Liberty to say.

You guys need new material.

We've been on this case.

So any new information

that you get on Paretta or Correll...

...you give me a call any time,

day or night.

You like this part, don't you?

The part where you get

to take away my case.

I'd rather be sailing.

I'm conducting

an investigation here.

And until I know differently,

Paretta and Correll...

...have been breaking only

the laws of New York.

I am the city of New York,

and I'm on it.

Your involvement wouldn't have to do

with the plane crash...

-...they claim killed their two children?

-Children?

There are no children.

But there was a plane crash.

No.

We know nothing about

a plane crash.

You don't know very much.

National security, huh?

Better buy better locks.

Put your eyes back

in your head, warden.

I'm not looking at you.

I had a wife.

Could feel a woman's eyes judging me

if I was in a coma.

Ash, please don't drink.

See, I told you

you were watching me.

You know what?

-I wish I didn't have to.

-Then don't. I'm sick of hearing it.

Sorry to interrupt your

feeling sorry for yourself.

Well, not all of us

can be heroes, lady.

You think I wouldn't drink that entire

bottle for a few seconds of peace?

You're in this. You don't get

to drink your way out.

What makes you so f***ing special?

I let her go.

My little girl.

They took her away from me,

but I let her go.

What kind of father does that?

I need you to stay clear.

-I'm not doing this for you, you know.

-I know.

I'll never forget her again.

I know you won't.

You know everything, right?

I don't know how

to get my son back.

We'll figure something out.

-And?

-Dayton? He is NSA, but it's tagged.

He's got special clearance.

Some unit within the NSA.

-These people are down deep.

-Doing what?

I'd say God only knows,

but I don't think he's in the loop.

I gotta pick up my sister's kid.

Get some sleep.

Good night. I need you

to get that on my desk--

-Excuse me, Lieutenant Pope?

-No, I'm gone, in my car.

-I'm almost home.

-I'm Dr. Jack Munce.

Telly Paretta's my patient.

I'd like to help.

Telly's contacted me.

What can you tell me about Telly

that might help me find her?

I used to think that she was

purely delusional.

I'm not sure anymore.

So how is it that she and Mr. Correll

are having the same delusion...

...making up imaginary children

from the same plane crash?

Well, I don't-- I don't know Correll.

He could be saying anything

to be with her.

Well, if she calls again, call me.

I think it's important

that I'm there when you find her.

You'll be dealing with

a possible psychotic break.

You don't wanna do more damage.

-I'll call you, Dr. Munce.

-No, that's not what I mean.

It's.... It's my fault she's out there.

Why?

She was in my care.

She still trusts me,

or she wouldn't have called.

She'll call again, and when she does,

you'll know because I'll be with you.

You're gonna need me to find her.

Oh, sh*t.

"A. Petalis."

What's the A stand for?

What?

-You don't have to do that.

-This?

Just stop it!

Al.

Al Petalis.

You don't want this kind of trouble,

so just drop it right now. Right now!

Tell him to stop, Miss Paretta,

before this goes any further. Tell him!

We just want our children.

There are no children.

Forget the children.

What did you say?

Did you say to forget the children?

-Who are you?

-Where are the children?

Why were they taken?

Why were the children taken?

If I swing this thing again,

I'm gonna break your kneecap.

I swear it.

Where are the children?

No! No, l--

It's not me, it's....

It's not us. We.... We....

We cooperate.

Cooperate with who?

With who?

Why do you cooperate with them?

-Survival.

-Who, yours?

Yours too.

You were right.

Where are they from? Who are they?

Why do they want the children?

Tell us the truth.

The truth.

The goddamn truth

won't fit in your brain.

It won't fit in anybody's brain.

Just tell us how to get

the children back.

I don't know. I don't know

anything about that.

All I know is that you were supposed

to forget like everybody else did.

This was not part of it.

Part of what?

Part of what?

Part of...

...this particular experiment.

-Go on.

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