Auschwitz: The Forgotten Evidence Page #2

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without hospitalizing you.

All right, all right.

No, there-- There....

There are....

There are photos that he didn't take.

I'll show you.

And we'll end this. We'll end this.

Telly.

Let's just sit down.

Telly.

Telly! Telly!

Where are you going?

Where are you--? Telly!

I need to see some newspapers.

Daily papers from 1 4 months ago.

You need to fill this out.

What papers do you need?

How could--?

How could it not be

in any of these?

You sure of the date?

What are you trying to find?

"Six Brooklyn Children Feared Dead

in Missing Plane."

How could it not--?

I have to go.

I have to go.

-Eliot.

-Christ.

Telly. What are you doing

in the dark?

What's wrong?

I had a fight with Jim.

Oh, I'm sorry. Come inside.

We fought about Sam.

I'm sorry, about what?

Sam.

Sam. Who's Sam, sweetie?

Eliot, he's my son.

Your son?

El, please.

You knew my son.

You babysat him a thousand times.

-I don't know what you're trying to say.

-You knew my son.

You talked to him,

you took him to a Mets game...

...you bought him a hat.

He always wore that hat.

You're scaring me.

Tell me what's wrong.

Telly?

Telly!

Telly!

Who the hell is it?

It's Telly Paretta. Ash, please.

Are you gonna go away?

No.

Remember me?

Yeah.

Who am l?

You're in worse shape than I am.

What the hell are you doing?

I was here once before,

with my son.

-Do you remember?

-You an old fan, is that it?

Oh, yeah. That's--

That's right. You--

You were a hockey player.

Ex-Ranger.

Lauren was very proud of that.

-Well, tell Lauren I appreciate it.

-I don't follow hockey.

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.

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