♪ Gotta get that boom,boom, boom ♪
♪ Gotta getthat boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ That boom, boom ♪
♪ Yo, I got that hitthat beat the block ♪
♪ You can getthat bass overload ♪
♪ I got that rock and roll,that future flow ♪
♪ That digital spit,next-level visual ... ♪
♪ I got that boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How the beat bang? ♪
500.Do I hear 520?
$520,000.
Do I hear 540?Come on, ladies and gentlemen,
have you ever seenanything like it?
Not only uniquebut also patriotic.
And we have 540.
$580,000
from the bidderon the phone.
Can I get 600?Six to the lady.
620, anyone?
$620,000.
Can I get 640?
640?640, anyone?
Ladies and gentlemen,it's your last chance at 640.
All right, 620, going once.
620 going twice.
Wait, do I see 640in back?
WOMAN:Oh, my God, he's bleeding!
MAN:Oh, my God.
(woman screams)
Looks like a gunshotwound to the stomach.
FLACK:Our vic's name is Xander Green.
He worked at the auctionhouse as an appraiser
I want everyoneree years.
who attended the auctiontested for GSR.
That might be tough, Mac.
After our boy tooka face plant and expired,
half the guests hit the road,
thinking this might besome kind of robbery.
What about witnesses?
Anyone heara gunshot?
Everyone I spoke tosaid this room was
in a feeding frenzy.The only thing they heard
was the sound of somerich guy getting ready
to dump 600 large on a necklace.
On a piece of jewelry?
Guess somepeople are
recession-proof.
Either that or they don't read
the financial newsbecause this was a full house
and the bids startedat a hundred grand.
So the auction house stoodto make a killing.
They're not the only ones.
(spectators screaming,man grunts)
♪ Out here in the fields ♪
♪ I fight for my meals ♪
♪ I get my back into my living ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ♪
Captioning sponsored by CBS, CSI NY PRODUCTIONS,
(camera shutter clicking)
Got a cell phone withan outgoing call in progress.
Hello.
This is DetectiveMac Taylor.
How long has it been active?
48 minutes.
Okay, 'cause accordingto witnesses,
our vic droppedabout 40 minutes ago.
So the call was maderight around the shooting;
means there may be a witnesswho heard something.
Flack, reach out tothe phone company.
See who this number belongs to.
MESSER:What do you got?
Blood trail.
Directionalityindicates
that our vic camefrom somewhere down there.
(groaning)
Danny, in here.
I got spatter.
Looks like blood.
(gunshot)
BONASERA: I think
we just foundour primary crime scene.
(siren wailing)
(horn honking)
TAYLOR:What do you think it is?
SID:No idea.
Here, look.
Eight dots forming a rhombus.
I suppose it could bea prison tattoo
with some sortof secret message.
We already ran him.
He had no criminal history.
Mm.
Eight dots had to meansomething to him.
If he's an astronomy buff,
the dots could representthe eight planets,
though to me,there will always be nine.
What else you got?Pluto.
Timothy Leary claimed there wereeight circuits of consciousness.
I was referringto your autopsy findings, Sid.
You had somequestions.
Uh, that I do.
Wound characteristicsindicate
he was shotat close range
with this.
Huh?
Nine mil.
FuJacketed rounds.
are designedto pierce armor.
This bullet should have goneclean through our vic,
but it didn't evenmake it halfway.
I know,it doesn't make any sense.
This entry wound is alsolarger than it should be.
Which brings meto question number two.
The vic was also stabbed in thesame location that he was shot.
What do you makeof that?
Two perps--
one with a gun,one with a knife?
Or maybe one perp who feltthe need for a little overkill.
Either weapon could havecaused COD by exsanguination.
It's this typeof causality dilemma
that has stumped philosophersfor years.
Which came first--the chicken or the egg?
Or in this case,the knife or the gun?
HAWKES: All right, thanks. I'll see you tomorrow.
Hey, Doc.
You okay?
My uncle Frankhad a heart attack.
He's dead.
I'm sorry, buddy.
I just talked to him on Sunday.
He was talkingabout his summer visit.
He comes every July.
Yeah, yeah, Iknow, I remember.
You guys were tight.
You know, when I graduatedfrom med school,
my uncle Frank made this sign
and he put it onhis front lawn, and it said:
"This is the homeof the very proud uncle
of Dr. Sheldon Hawkes."
Funeral's day after tomorrow.
All right, well, you know what?
Don't worry about anything,all right?
I got your back.
Thanks, man.
I'm sorry, buddy.
All right.
Mac.
I appreciate you pickingup some of the slack
when Hawkes goesout of town.
Oh, yeah, well, I'm in betweengirlfriends at the momen,
so I got a lot of timeon my hands.
(chuckles)
Oh, sorry,that's too much information.
(clears throat)
So how we doingon that nine-millimeter
Sid pulled from our vic?
ROSS: Ran it through ballistics,and the rifling characteristics
are consistentwith a German Luger,
but this iswhere it gets weird.
Okay,the bullet's core
Most bullets have
a lead core.
Well, our bullet'sold school,
all right, manufactured in theearly 1940s by a company called
Deutsche Waffen-undMunitionsfabriken.
That couldexplain
why the bullet didn't penetratefurther into our vic.
Gunpowder deterioratesover time...
especially when the ammo'snot properly stored.
So if the bullet's old,
maybe we should be lookingfor an old gun.
What do youhave so far?
The 48 minute call you foundin progress originating
from the vic's phone aroundTOD went to voice mail,
so Flack subpoenaedthe phone records
and we got a recording.
MAN:What are you doing here?
That's our vic--I ran a voice comparison
to his outgoing messageand I got a match.
Boom.
The rest gets interesting.
GREEN:What the hell is that?
What do you think you're doing?
(grunting, gunshot)
(spectators screaming)
And the restis just reactions,
chaos, us showing up.
TAYLOR:Got a cell phone
with an outgoing callin progress.
FLACK:How long has it been active?
That's pretty much it.
Nothing audio-wiseon our shooter.
What about the personwho received the call?
You ready for this?
You(keyboard clicking)t.
Michael Elgers?
Everyone's favorite Neo-Nazi.
Turns outXander called him twice
before the callyou just heard,
and accordingto the phone records,
he answeredboth of those calls.
So maybe he was a witness.
It doesn't add up.
I mean, a guy
who works on Madison Avenueassociating
with a low-life skinhead?
Maybe it's less an associationand more an affiliation.
Danny, pull up thosepictures that Sid took
of the vic's tattoo.
(elevator bell dings)
Yo, what are you doing here?
Thought you wereon your way to Flight's delayed three hours.
Figured work would help metake my mind off things.
I'm headed to interviewa potential witness.
Mind if I tag along?
Actually, I don't knowif you want to do that.
Why? What's up?
It's Michael Elgers.
So he's a racist.
That's his problem, not mine.
(horn honking)
(heavy rock music playing):♪ My world is painted black ♪
♪ My galaxy is cracked ♪
♪ Things go from bad to worse ♪
♪ Contracting universe... ♪
Michael Elgers?
Can I help you?
We'd like to talk toyou about Xander Green.
I wasn't talking to you.
MESSER:Oh, don't be stupid.
You see who we are.
How do I know Nation of Islam
over theredidn't steal his ID?
WhI got work to do,?
pigs, so make it fast.
Talk to Xander Greenrecently?
I don't know no Xander Green.
Then why'd he call youthree times yesterday?
Are you saying I'm a liar?
Bet your ass I am.
First you come into my shopuninvited
and then you insult me?
YMESSER:You better back off.
Don't make me putan arm on you.
I'm done talking to you.
And you-- you got some dicecoming in here.
Next time you do,you show a little respect.
Get over here.
You're under arrestfor harassment.
Come on, man, it's not likeI strung him up in a tree.
(both grunting)
Danny, Danny.
I want a lawyer.
I want to win the lotto.
That cannoli-eating punkassaulted me.
I hear different.
I hear you resisted arrest.
Ask the negro what happened.
Sorry, pal,I don't speak ignorant.
But I tell you what...
What a scumbag.
Yeah, we knewthat going in.
What the hellis that supposed to mean?
You gave him exactlywhat he wanted, Danny,
and that piece ofgarbage isn't worth it.
He I know that,est.
but I'm not the onewho needs convincing,
and Internal Affairsis just the first stop.
If the ACLU gets wind of this,
they're going tohave a field day.
We got askinhead
claiming police brutality,
and the only witness is yourstruly, an African-American.
Geez, I knowhow it looks.
There's no way I was gonna lethim get away with what he di.
Danny, guys like Elgers,
they like topush buttons.
Doing nothing might have senta stronger message.
So you took the high road.
Oh, come on, man.
Look...
I know this is goingto sound crazy,
but I think all of this happenedfor a reason, okay?
Elgers surfacingtoday as a witness,
today of all days,and my plane getting delayed,
and you and I goingto question him together.
Maybe this is my Uncle Franktesting me
to see if I learned somethingfrom him.
My uncle was in Memphisthe day Dr. King
was assassinated.
Couldn't have beenmore than ten years old.
And... his whole life, he wason the front lines of racism
and he never let itintimidate him.
That's why Icouldn't let
Elgers get to me.
Come on, not today.
Not today.
I got a plane to catch.
All right.
You're a lawyer?
Try again.
Another pig.
What, did you guysrun out
of welfare recipientsto protect,
so you got to hassle me?
I already saidI'm done talking.
Then, shut up.
My name isMac Taylor.
I'm a detective.
I run the New York Crime Lab.
Earlier today,you assaulted one of my men.
What the hell happenedto this country?
Back in the day, you and me,
we'd never be havingthis conversation.
Back in the day, I wouldhave shot your racist ass.
Oh, so you're super white man,is that it?
Niggers, zipperheads,little queer faggots.
You save them all.
Except crackers like you.
Between jobs, you just siton a stoop all day
bitching about peoplewho've actually
done something with their lives.
Do you think I needsome fancy job
or diploma to tell meI'm somebody?
Any beaner can get an educationin this country.
I'm fourth generationAmerican.
That's all the success I need.
That don't mean a man can't askfor more from time to time.
Now, get memy lawyer,
'cause that chucker-lovingpunk with a badge
assaulted me,and he's got to pay.
You'll getyour lawyer.
Just know this cuts both ways.
There's still thatharassment charge against you.
There's no law against spittingon an animal.
For some, that might be true.
They'd be backon the street by now.
For you, that chargecarries quite a bit of weight.
What the hellare you talking about?
The two yearsyou owe New York State...
if I decide to pusha parole violation.
Even without thediploma, I imagine
you see where this is going.
What do you want from me?
I want to know about yourrelationship with Xander Green.
There's no "bromance,"if that's what you mean.
Xander's a friend.
Was-- he's dead.
Well, if Xander's dead,I had nothing to do with it.
You weren't approachedas a suspect.
Then, why am I here, besidesa crap harassment charge?
Yesterday, Xandercalled you three times.
The first two times,you picked up.
The third time,it went to voice mail.
You want to tell me about that?
That fool used to ass dial meall the time.
I thought he was tryingto reach me, but then I realized
what was going on,so the third call,
I just let it go to voice mail.
You hear anything on the firsttwo calls you picked up?
I didn't hang with it very long,
but I thought I heard Xanderarguing with somebody.
Any idea who?
Uh, he mentionedsome kike named Ari...
or Abe...
Abraham-- I-I don't know.
(German accent):Abraham. Call me Abraham.
Abraham.
According to Felix Marshall,the auction house,
you were a guestat their auction yesterday?
Yes, I was there.
Well, a witness
heard your name mentionedduring an altercation
with an appraiser, Xander Green.
Xander Green is a ganef, a thief.
He told me
he would appraise the pieceof jewelry I was selling
for more than it was worth.
I am not interestedin cheating anyone.
Keep your mouth shut.
I'll make you very rich.
You can ask him yourself,
but I imagine he'lldeny our conversation
for fearof losing his job.
I'm afraid he no longerhas to worry about that.
Xander Green wasmurdered yesterday
during the auction.
Abraham, tell me
about the restof your night.
Detective, I wishI could help you,
but I left after the preview.
You didn't stay around to seehow much your piece sold for?
The item I gave Mr. Greento sell...
belonged to my late wife.
It was her most prizedpossession.
She loved wearing it.
I could not bear to see it goto some stranger.
Mr. Klein, whydid you sell it
if it meant so much to you?
I see you wear a watch.
Most people today,they don't see the need.
They have clocksand everything else
right on their cell phones.
What I do,
there isn't much use
for it anymore.
But that doesn't stopmy son, David.
He wantedto be close to me,
so he asked meto teach him.
And now what does he have?
In five years,this place will be gone.
What happens to Davidand his family then?
I didn't want to part with it...
but...
my wife's jewel yesterday...
sold...
for over $300,000
without cheatinganyone.
That money will help
when the time comes.
(clock chimes)
Oh, very good work.
Good, good, good.
David, say helloto Detective Mac Taylor.
It's nothing, nothing.
Uh, David,be sure and finish
cleaning Mr. Polanski'spocket watch.
Okay, Pop.
My boy.
How did you getthose scratches?
These scratches?
Oh.
After our conversation,
Mr. Green tried to throw me outof his office.
Would you, uh, mindif I photograph them?
Of course not.
Can you pull upyour sleeve, please?
Like that?
(lens clicking)
I was in Auschwitz.
It was a very long time ago.
Did Mr. Green ever shareany of his anti-Semitic views?
I never told Mr. GreenI was Jewish.
I don't find it necessaryto advertise that.
Maybe it was the campthat changed things.
When I cameto this country,
I had no desire
to be a religious man.
But my son makes upfor both of us.
He says, "Pop...
we must remember."
I say...
sometimes,it's better to forget.
Ah.
Here you go, Mac.Go for it.
You're right.
Wound pattern's identical.
Weapon like this could bewhat killed Xander.
You ever seenanything like it?
19th century naval officers
were known to carry flintlocks
with bayonets and the Britishhad the Webley revolver.
There was also thisnasty looking pistol
called the Apache.
Combination gun,knife and knuckle-duster.
French gangs used to use itin the early 1900s.
Only we're lookingfor an old Luger
with a bayonet affixedto the bottom of the barrel.
Apparently, therewere some Nazis
who liked to make their own.
And since our ammo datesback to the 1940s...
Our neo-Nazi could've beenkilled with an old
Nazi wIrony.
If it is our murder weapon,rules out the possibility
of two perps.
Also answers the chickenand the egg question.
And why one of the tearsin the wound was so big.
The blade came first.
(gunshot)
That is some seriouslysadistic behavior, right?
I mean, why not just shoot himand be done with it?
(phone ringing)
Taylor.
On my way.
Somebody just brokeinto the vic's apartment.
Coincidence?
Could be our killer.
Whatever he was looking forjust might be our motive.
FLACK:Hey, guys.
So, the neighbor came home,saw that the door broken,
knew that the vic was dead,
called 911.
Intruder must've heard her,'cause then he ran.
Place doesn't look tossed.
Maybe our guy ran out of time.
Or maybe he knew where to findwhat he was looking for.
Flack...
Take a look at this wear mark.
Someone movedthe bookcase.
Often.
Yep.
We just found ourcloset Nazi's closet.
Take this.
Please tell me thosearen't what I think they are.
All this stuff's fromthe Holocaust, isn't it?
Xander was celebratingtheir genocide.
Mac!
I just got a hit offone of the prints I lifted
off the broken door lock.
Michael Elgers.
FLACK:That was fast.
He just got released.
Obviously, he misses us.
Hey!nging)
Stop! Hey!
What part of "freeze"don't you understand?
I told you.I didn't touch Xander Green.
We were friends.
Yeah? Let's go!
Hey, boss.
You gotta see this.
One of thesecould be our murder weapon.
"Men's leather shoes, sizenine, taken in Treblinka.
$2,000."
"Child's doll,fair condition.
"Found buried withbodies in Dachau.
$6,500"?
They're auctioning off items
belonging to victimsof the Holocaust.
That's why Elgerstried to get into
Xander's secret closet.
I think we just foundour motive.
So, Elgers killed Xanderto steal his collection
and to sell itto the highest bidder.
Case closed.
So, you say you foundthese items hidden
in your murdervictim's apartment?
Along with a lamp shade that DNAconfirms was made of human skin.
Comprised of various tattoosthat were sewn together?
The commandant
of Buchenwald, his wife,
would order Jewsto line up naked,
and when she sawa tattoo she liked,
she had the skin removed
and tanned to be made intolamp shades for her home.
Two years ago I heard about one
that was traded on the blackmarket for over $10,000.
That's why I've requested
that the NYPDmake this a priority.
They'll find thebuyers and sellers,
make the appropriatearrests.
Whatever itemsmight be recovered,
perhaps there's a waywe can get them back
Six million were killed,Detective.
And only 900,000 survived.
I'm afraid the oddsof finding family are slim.
But we have spent
the past two decadestaping testimonials
of Holocaust survivors.
Let's see ifEsther Schnitzler
is referenced in one of those.
How do you knowabout Buchenwald?
My father mentioned itwhen I was a kid.
He was an army man.6th Armored Division.
He said he helpedliberate the camp in 1945.
Didn't say much more than that,
so, I went to the library.
Looks like there's severalmentions of an Esther Schnitzler
in an interviewwith her cousin, Hannah.
HANNAH:When we first got to the camp,
we were marched to an area
where they shaved our heads,took our clothes.
On the way there,there was a big ditch...
filled with bodies.
That's where I saw Esther.
She'd been shot in the head.
Nearby was her husband,children...
all dead.
I remember thinking,that can't be them.
Esther arranged to escape.
There was a youngGerman boy, a neighbor.
Klaus Braun was his name.
And he told Estherthat he could help her
and her familyget out of Germany.
Oh, for a price.
But back then, the Nazis,they... they took everything.
Only thing Esther had leftwas a brooch.
She managed to hide it.
So beautiful.
Diamonds.
(crickets chirping)
The boy...
was going to drive themto the border
and from there, Esther and her family would escape on foot.
Only he didn't drive them to the border.
He took them to Auschwitz.
(barking)
(men shouting in German)
(gunshot)
Klaus' father was SS
and Klaus was Hitler-Jugend.
Like father, like son.
Back then,one could make good money
turning Jews over to the Nazis.
I'm afraidthat's all there is.
And I guess this is all that'sleft of that woman's cousin.
Is it possible to geta copy of the testimonial?
It'll help the DAwhen the case goes to court.
Of course.
Here you go.
Thanks.
Mr. Lesnick,I appreciate your time.
I'll be in touch.
Detective,what you've done here today,
by pledging to help us,
we call that a mitzvah.
An act of human kindness.
Thank you.
How did it go withInternal Affairs?
Two week suspension.
No pay.
Department's got no problembending me over
to do rightby this murdering bigot.
We live in a litigious society,Danny.
Right or wrong,everybody's got rights.
The upside to thissuspension is though,
I get to spend timewith my new wife
before our littlebambina arrives.
That's a good idea.
I'll be here when you get back.
You always are.
Thanks.
I don't like that look.What is it?
We're back at square one.
Adam tried to assemblethe murder weapon
from what we got at Elgers' place and nothing.
He tried every permutation.
Maybe Elgers got rid of it.
Flack ran Elgers'alibi for the time
that Xander Green was killed.
It checked out.
Our skinheadwas across town at TOD.
So, he's not the killer.
No.
What about the witnessesyou interviewed?
According to them,the last person
to see Xander alive wasa model named Cody King.
And before you ask,her alibi checks out.
She was at the auctionwhen Xander was shot.
Wait a minute.
Enlarge that again.
I've seen this pieceof jewelry before.
It's the same piece.
Where's that inventory listthe auction house gave us?
I want to knowwho it belonged to.
Uh, it says Abraham Klein.
He consigned the brooch.
What is it?
In 1942, that brooch
was given to a boynamed Klaus Braun.
He was a member of Hitler Youth.
Then how did a Jewish clockmakerget it?
Abraham Klein is Klaus Braun.
Listen, Detective, I...
We found this journalin Xander Green's house.
It belonged toa Holocaust victim
named Esther Schnitzler.You remember her?
I'm sorry, Detective, I don't.
Well, you may havetried to forget,
but you knowwho I'm talking about.
I know no one by that name.
ABRAHAM (over intercom):It was a long time ago.
So many died.
TAYLOR:But how many at your hands...Braun?
ABRAHAM:What are you talking about?
You seem to have me confusedwith someone else.
Who is Braun?
That's him.
That's Klaus Braun.
His father Ernstwas an engineer,
helped build the crematoriaat Auschwitz.
Very efficient.
30 trays,three bodies a tray.
Could turn 90 corpses to ashat a time.
Xander Greenrecognized this brooch
from Esther's journal when youbrought it to him, didn't he?
Didn't he?
But Xander didn'tturn you in
to the authorities.Why not?
Did he try to blackmail you,is that it?
Trying to get you to sharesome of the brooch money?
You couldn't risksomeone like Xander
knowing your secret,so you killed him.
No. No!
You're wrong!
I did no such thing.
This is you-- Klaus Braun--
in 1942, in your hometownof Strausberg, Germany.
In 1942, I was livingin the Warsaw Ghetto.
You're lying.
From 1941 till 1943,you were a member
of Hitler Youth,
a paramilitary organizationof the Hitler party
assigned to round up Jews
trying to escapethe Final Solution.
When we enlargedthis photo,
we found the murder weapon
you used to kill Xander Green.
Detectives are on their way
to your house right nowwith a warrant.
I guarantee you,we will find that weapon.
Detective!
I have done nothing wrong!
How can I be a Naziwhen I have this?
This is proof!
No.
This is proof.
Lou Sokolov.
I'm sure youremember him.
He and a few assistants
tattooed every prisonerin Auschwitz
from mid-'42until the war ended.
This... is their work.
The handwriting onyour arm doesn't match.
And I'll bet if I takea sample of this ink,
it won't come backas Koh-I-Noor,
the brand used at the camps.
You did this tattoo yourself.
That's ridiculous.
I am a Jew!
You saw my son, David.
He is a Jew!
Because he thought you were!
And that Godhad saved you!
He was probably so gratefulthat you had survived
the atrocitiesof the Holocaust.
What he didn't know, is thatyou helped perpetrate them.
You lied to your family.
Your friends.
But you had no choice, did you?
After the war,you had to go into hiding.
And so you pretended to bewhat you despise the most
so you could get intothis country
and elude discoveryand capture!
And it worked foralmost 60 years.
Until you soldthis brooch.
And then somethingintervened.
Fate. Karma.
Personally, I liketo think it was God.
I don't knowwhy you think these things.
Enough!
Enough.
This is over, Braun.
It's over.
My name is Abraham Klein!
Your name is Klaus Braun.
(scoffing)
Don't bother denying it!
There are menfrom the Israeli government
here to verify your identity.
You have something to say,Braun?
Do you have something to say?!
(speaking German)
"We should have killedthem all."
David!
(computer chirping)
I was sleeping on the floor.
I don't know for how many days
and when he woke me,I got scared.
I thought he was oneof the camp soldiers.
The SS all knewthe war was ending,
and they tried to eliminateas many Jews as they could.
But there wassomething different
about this manstanding over me.
I could see it in his eyes.
And his uniform.
He was an American.
So young.
I could tell the sight of mewas too much.
I was bald,maybe 80 pounds, but this man,
he was carefulnot to look as horrified
as I'm sure he was.
He wanted me to come with him,
but my legs wouldn't move.
I was too weak, so...
he carried me...
out of the barracks.
And he gave me his jacket,something to eat.
A Hershey bar.
I took one bite
and that was all my emptystomach could handle.
But nothing has evertasted better.
His goodness...
put back a littleof the faith I had lost.
My grandchildren...
put back the rest.
WOMAN:And what was his name?
Taylor.
Private McCanna Boyd Taylor.
♪ ♪
(sobbing)
Do you know what yahrzeit is,Detective?
Tell me.
It's the anniversaryof a death of a relative.
Esther's is notfor two weeks.
And usually we lightthese candles in mourning,
but this time,
it will be in celebration.
Perhaps there's someoneyou want to honor?
My father.
Yees'gadal ve'yees'kadash sh'may rabbah.
B'alma dee v'ra cheer'usey,
velyamleech malchu'say.
♪ B'cha'yey'chon ♪
♪ U've'yo'mey'chon ♪
♪ U'v'cha'yei d'chol Beis Yisroel ♪
♪ Ba'agala ba'agala ♪
♪ U'veez'man kareev ♪
♪ V'eem'ru: Amein. ♪
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