Auschwitz: The Forgotten Evidence Page #4

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-I can't.

-Yes, you can!

-No, I won't.

-Yes, you can! Yes, you--!

-No! No!

Do you have children?

Please.

Please tell me.

No one will know that you told us.

Just--

Just tell us...

...how to get the children back.

No one will blame you.

I swear to you. I swear to you.

They're listening.

You okay?

-Why didn't they take us?

-I don't know.

Our best guess is a gas leak.

But nothing's burned.

There's no sign of fire.

There's no sign of blood.

Just this.

"Anne Pope, our children are alive.

We believe they were abducted.

We know we couldn't sound crazier

if we tried. Please help us."

Abducted.

That's an interesting word.

Most people say kidnapped.

-Troopers found this.

-Excuse us, Dr. Munce.

Witnesses only saw

Paretta and Correll...

...running from the cabin

after the explosion.

And there's no sign

of another body inside.

Where did this come from?

Brasher, how old's Cassidy?

She's 7, why?

What if I told you your daughter

never existed? That you made her up?

Why would you do that?

Yeah. Why?

QuestAir. The name of the airline,

the small airline.

It was QuestAir. Remember?

QuestAir. So....

So we're saying that

it never crashed at sea.

We're saying that they

somehow took the kids...

...and that the--

The plane and the pilot...

...that all of it,

all of it is part of them.

QuestAir.

Oh, my God. Who are you?

What are you doing here?

Sorry, we didn't think there'd be

anyone here. I'm Claire.

I'm Mr. Shineer's assistant.

And you are?

Eileen, the accountant the court

appointed for the bankruptcy.

-Oh, of course. I'm so sorry.

-That's all right.

I was told that QuestAir employees

are not allowed here.

That's okay. Mr. Shineer needs

some items from his office.

Oh, no. I'm sorry.

Nothing is allowed to leave.

They're just personal letters.

Yes, well, if anything turns up,

I'd be happy to have them...

...sent to Mr. Shineer's home.

Gonna have to go by court procedure.

That's fine. The West Side address

isn't good anymore, though, the co-op.

Which one do you have?

Where would I have that?

Let's see what I've got here.

Okay, Robert Shineer.

I've got the one on Long lsland.

Nobody lives here.

Yeah, that's strange.

They didn't move out, they just left.

-Go ahead, you should sleep.

-What about you?

I'm finally awake.

-Hey, get in.

-Where are we going?

They've been lD'd. They scammed an

accountant for an address. Long lsland.

Ash.

-Shineer.

-Ash?

Telly.

-Look. It's the guy from the car rental.

-I know.

We have to get to the airport,

the one the kids left from.

They're in the house with us.

Come on, let's go.

It's jammed.

-Meet me at my apartment.

-What are you doing?

One of us has gotta get out of here.

Go. Go on. Go!

Stay here.

Stay inside.

Freeze. Right there.

Hands on your head.

I want you on your knees. Now.

I will shoot.

Now.

Halt!

Halt!

-Are you Munce?

-Yes, what happened in there?

-Where's Telly?

-Telly left. We gotta get out of here.

-What about Pope?

-You wanna help Telly? Drive.

Drive!

Come on.

Telly! Telly, wait.

Telly, I'm Anne. Anne Pope.

No, wait. Please listen.

I know. I know.

I believe you, Telly.

I believe you about everything.

I've seen it.

It's not human. Jesus Christ.

-And the children?

-Yes, everything.

We'll find them. I promise you that.

Do you hear me? We will find them.

We will find your son--

Telly?

Ash?

Ash.

They took Anne Pope

right in front of me.

Munce is downstairs.

-He'll take us to that airport.

-Beautiful view.

What have you done with our kids?

Ash.

-No, Telly. Stay back!

-Ash.

No!

Ash!

No!

Ash!

Telly.

Come with me.

-We have to go to the police.

-No, we have to go to the airport.

Please, Telly. We need help.

Get out.

No, I'll take you.

He's one of them.

You have my son. Where is he?

You know this is getting

out of control.

It's finished now, end it.

Make it right.

Where is my son?

It's not over.

You're one of those agents.

No, I'm just...

...one of the few who knows.

So you help them?

They don't need help. They run their

experiments with or without our help.

They've been doing it for years.

Maybe forever.

And you just let them do

whatever they want.

Let them?

I don't have a choice.

We just try to minimize the damage.

I just want my son.

Telly, you'll never get Sam back.

You've held on, and they don't

know why. You're just a lab rat to them.

I don't believe that. He said

it's not over. I can still get him back.

You know them. Help me.

If you go any further,

I can't help you. I'm sorry.

Is my son in here?

You never doubted.

Not for a second, did you?

He's here.

He's now just a memory, Telly.

Can you picture him here?

Now?

Sam!

Honey! Wait!

Sam!

Sam!

What have you done with him? Why

did you take him? What do you want?

It's an experiment.

He's just a little boy. What could

you possibly learn from him?

Nothing.

This wasn't about Sam.

This wasn't about the children.

It was never about the children.

We were the experiment.

Your connection, mother to child.

Like an invisible tissue.

We can even measure its energy.

But we don't fully understand it,

so I posed the question:

"Can it be dissolved?"

And it can.

Except for you.

Give me back my son...

...and I'll do whatever you want.

What I want, Telly,

is for you to forget your son.

-To forget Sam.

-No.

If you don't, this experiment will fail.

I'm accountable.

I can't let that happen.

And time is running out.

I won't help you.

There are worse things

than forgetting.

No, there aren't.

You need to forget.

You're different from the others.

Why?

It's better this way.

You won't be haunted

by his memory.

You could have a life again.

Now, I want you to go back

to that first day in the hospital.

To the first time you ever saw Sam.

I need that first memory.

Give me that first memory.

That boy. What was his name?

What boy?

I had life inside of me.

I had life.

I have a child.

I have a son.

I...

...have a son.

His name is Sam,

you son of a b*tch.

I need more time.

Sam!

Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Sam Paretta, do you know him?

Sam!

Hey, Mom.

It's not time to go yet, is it?

Mom, I can't breathe.

I'm sorry. I just....

-I just wanted you to button up.

-Can I play till 5:30?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

-Yeah, 5:
30's okay.

-Okay. Thanks.

See you.

See you.

Hi, Lauren.

Hi.

Hi.

I guess they....

-They don't want parents around.

-No.

You keep watching him.

It's hard not to.

They're okay.

I know.

I'm Telly. Sam's mom.

I'm Ash. I think we met before.

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