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the people are represented
the people are represented

by two separate
yet equally important groups:

the police,
who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Lori, I need more cash.

Hey, where's
my free egg roll?

No egg roll.

It says over $25

you're supposed
to get a free egg roll.

"No egg roll."

I told him
not to put it in.

Fried dumplings
and orange chicken,

you don't need
any more grease.

Here you go.
Keep the change.

But I like
the egg rolls.

Stop being a baby.

Oh, my God.

Leah Glaser, 78.

She took a nasty tumble.

What makes it
not an accident?

Security chains
ripped off the doorjamb.

Oh, that would do it.

Looks like a push-in,

but the TV's still here
and so is her purse.

And we're checking
on her next of kin.

Brody, what do you got?

Lacerated forehead,
massive head trauma.

You can tell from the fling.

She fell back, hit her head,
fractured her skull.

So she opens the door
with the chain on,

somebody kicks it in
and boom.

Yeah, right
between the eyes.

Time of death?

An hour before
the body was found.

Hey, you make sure that CSU gets any lifts
to latent.

After she fractured her skull,
she was still alive.

How do you
know that?

Petechial hemorrhages.

Smothered her.
With his hand.

So hard, her dentures
lacerated her gums.

Vicious son of a bitch.

Hey, Ed.

She paid for these groceries
at 3:33 P.M.

There's a quart of milk in here

and pint
of half melted ice cream.

Well, obviously
she didn't have time

to put 'em away.

So the guy figured her
for an easy mark,

followed her home
from the store.

That's a lot of groceries
for an old lady

to carry home
by herself.

Maybe she had 'em
delivered.

Well, whoever it was,
I wonder what he took.

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to I.D. the body.

We're hoping that maybe
she can she some light.

Good news-bad news.

Latent's pulled a full set
of prints off the doorjamb.

He must have grabbed her
with both hands

when he kicked
the door in.

Prints didn't set off
any bells with BCI?

That's the bad news.

They're not in the system.

The M.E. on the scene

said she'd been dead about an hour, give
or take.

According to the store,
her groceries were delivered

around 4:00 P.M.

Delivery guy's a
West African immigrant.

No record.

And the body
was discovered?

6:00 by another delivery man;
Chinese takeout.

Nice thing about
New York--

you never have
to leave your apartment.

So she was killed
around 5:00.

We figured maybe the guy
scoped her out at the store

then followed
her groceries home.

Or maybe the guy who
delivered the groceries

saw something
that he liked

and decided
to go back for it.

We'll talk to him first.

Well, I'll call Robbery

and see if there've been
any other push-ins

in the neighborhood.

Every Wednesday.
Yesterday, too?

No, not yesterday.

You didn't deliver
her groceries yesterday?

She meet her friend
Miss Lu at the store.

Miss Lu?

Chinese young lady.
She take the groceries.

They walk home together.

How do you know Miss Lu?

Same building, down the hall.

I deliver her groceries, too,
sometimes.

Got to know Leah

when she broke her hip
last summer.

She was laid up
at St. Andrews for a month.

I went to see her
every day.

We'd talk about sewing.

She used
to be a seamstress.

She offered to make
me a cup of tea.

Maybe if I'd stayed...

It wasn't your fault.

Did you notice anybody
in the store

that might have followed
the two of you home?

I don't think so, no.

How about as you came
in the building?

Anybody catch your eye?

I rode up with her,

helped her get
her groceries inside

and went home.

What time was that?

Around 4:00.

You know, on the way home we stopped

at the ATM across
the street

so Leah could get some cash.

When we found her
all she had was

a few bucks
in her purse.

She didn't have a purse.
I remember.

She took her bank card
out of her pocket.

How much did
she withdraw?

A hundred dollars maybe.

An elderly woman
with a wad of cash.

Let's call the Lieutenant.

Let's get a list of those push-in robbery
victims.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Yeah, well, it happened

just inside here.

I had a bag full
of groceries,

cat food and stuff like that.

I put the bag down,
take out my key,

put it in the lock here,
open the door

and bam, there I am
kissing the floor.

Then the bastard had a gun
to the back of my head.

Told me if I turned around
he'd shoot me.

You told the police

that the guy that
robbed you was Latino?

Yeah, yeah, he was Spanish.

Can you give us anything else?

Height, weight,
color, age?

Yeah, 40 maybe, light skinned.
Uh... I was too scared

to look him square
in the face, you know?

You take photographs,
Mr. Wallace.

Star gaze
up on the roof.

That was a beauty
of a telescope.

Punk went right for it.

Ten or 15 years ago I would have
taken him out, you know?

No fun getting old, huh?

Beats the alternative.

Of course, when I'm lugging
these old bones

over to St. Andrews,

I'm not too sure
I'm beating it by much.

St. Andrews?

Yeah, that's where
I get my dialysis.

Same hospital where Leah Glaser had her
hip surgery.

Of the 12 names
on this list

five were our patients.

And their home addresses
are in your records, right?

Strictly confidential.

And access to computers
and patient records

is tightly controlled.

Yeah, but you've got
all kinds of folks

coming in and out
of patient's rooms, right?

Nurses, orderlies, visitors.

Somebody takes a look
in a purse,

peeks into a wallet.

You're talking about
two stroke victims,

a kidney patient,
a cardiac patient

and a woman who had hip surgery.

That's four separate floors.

Two different wings.

And only the broken hip
spent any real time here.

What about the other ones?

Hospital policy.

As soon as their ambulatory,
we send them home.

Man, that's cold.

Managed care.

Emphasis on managed.

We have excellent
follow-up therapy.

Every patient
gets a qualified caregiver

and a thorough home-therapy
regimen.

You got a list
of these qualified caregivers?

We contract all that
to a private agency.

All of our employees
are screened

and fingerprinted.

Okay, we're going
to need their records

and the names of whoever took care of
these five patients.

Leah Glaser.

Broken hip.

Sweet old lady.

Pauline Morris.

Pauline's a doll.

Been with us seven years.
Never had any complaints.

Patients love her.

Okay, how about
the other four?

Well, that's a coincidence.

Pauline was the caregiver
for all five.

Some coincidence.

What's this about?

Your work with the elderly.

Yes?

You know Leah Glaser?

One of my patients.

You like astronomy,
Miss Morris?

That's my son's.

The mount's still attached.

Where's the tripod?

We got it secondhand.

I think the term
these days is "pre-owned."

I'm sorry...?

This is a pretty
good scam.

You help out the elderly,

then you help yourself
to their things.

What?
The telescope.

We're betting it belonged
to a Stan Wallace.

You think I stole
that from him?

In the last six months
you've had nine patients.

Five of them have been
robbed at gunpoint.

How's it work?

You identify the mark,
and then when you're gone,

someone comes in
and terrorizes these old folks?

I swear, I don't know
what you're talking about.

How did Mr. Wallace's telescope
end up in your apartment?

That's not Mr. Wallace's!

It was a gift for my son's graduation from
my fiancee.

He bought it
at a flea market.

Oh, yeah?
What's your fiancee's name?

Joe Vasquez.

And he works in
the healthcare business, too?

He drives
for an ambulette service.

Yeah, what, picks
'em up at home,

takes 'em to the doctor,
like that?

Yes.

You don't think Joe...?

Actually, we do.

Where can we
find Joe now?

Working.

Told me this was
his grandmother's.

Yeah, it was somebody's
grandmother's.

You casing new
prospects, Joe?

Say again.

She had no doorman, nice old lady needs a
hand

just like your other jobs.

Don't know what
you're talking about.

I have one job.
You're looking at it, okay?

Well, we'd love to take
your word for it, Joe,

but one of your references checked out
permanently.

What are you doing?

You an astronomy
buff, Joe?

What?

That telescope you gave
your fiancee.

We know where
you got it

and it wasn't at
a flea market.

You've heard of
the seven rings of Saturn?

These are the two rings
of Rikers.

I ain't robbed nobody, okay?

We got an eyewitness who picked you out of
a six-pack, Joe.

One of your victims.

Eyewitness to what?

I ain't done nothing.

We got people searching
your place as we speak.

And what do you think
they're going to find, huh?

All right, look, maybe I buy and sell some
stuff sometimes,

you know, off
the books, okay?

Oh, so you're
just a fence, right?

Not an armed robber
who preys on old people.

Look, I take stuff
on consignment, you know?

I ain't no armed robber.

What are we going
to find in your place, Joe?

Something belonging
to a dead woman?

Dead woman?

No way. Uh-uh. No way, man.

You fractured
an old lady's skull

and smothered her
during a robbery.

We call that felony murder.

I told you I don't know nothing
about no dead lady!

You don't know this woman?

Never seen her.
Don't know her, uh-uh.

Take another look.

Come on, man.

Don't you think I'd remember?

Do you remember where you were
Wednesday afternoon?

Wednesday? Wednesday?

Yeah, um, yeah, I dropped
a guy off at the clinic

for an overnight.

On the way back to the garage,
I got stuck on the FDR.

Jammed in traffic
for an hour and a half.

No way in, no way out.

And no way for anybody
to vouch for you.

Talk to Dougie.

He's my dispatcher, okay?

We spent the whole time
jawing on the radio.

I told him, "The next time
the damned president's in town,

I'm taking the day off."

You guys want to know
about Vasquez, right?

He's on 7:00 to 3:00
weekdays.

He said you two

were burning up
the radio

this last Wednesday.

The president came in to talk to
the UN that day. Major meltdown.

Vasquez was in the middle
of it

going out of his mind.

That's what he told you,

but you don't know
that for a fact.

Hey, I believed him,

because he kept calling
me to bitch about it.

So whatever you think he did,

he would have to do it with one
hand on his radio,

because he never
shut the hell up.

Did Vasquez ever drive
an old lady named Leah Glaser?

Name rings a bell.

Uh...

Not Vasquez.

Johnny Kagan.

Monday-- drove her downtown,
Federal Plaza.

Why are you interested
in these guys?

Vasquez and Kagan, what do you
know about them?

Friends of my cousin.

Came in a couple years ago
looking to turn over

a new lease on life.

Came here from where?

California.

The two of them just finished

a nickel jolt out in Lompoc.

Nickel jolt?

You sound like an old
yardbird yourself.

Everybody deserves
a second chance, Detective.

What were they in for?

Why don't you pull their sheets?

Why don't you tell us
before we pull yours.

I don't know...
armed robbery maybe.

Joe did something he shouldn't
have, that's his business.

Yeah, we figure you and Vasquez
are in business together.

Tag-teaming
senior citizens.

I'm straight these days,
Detective.

Keep my nose
to the grindstone.

Your dispatcher said that
you picked up a client

named Leah Glaser Monday.

If that's what he says.

Yeah, well,
she's dead.

Somebody killed her.

Now do we have
your attention?

Man, I didn't have nothing
to do with that.

Where did you take her?

Dropped her off downtown
at Federal Plaza.

How'd she get home?

Said she'd
take a cab.

Federal Plaza?

You see what building
she went in?

No. No idea.

And she didn't tell me where
she was going, okay?

Can I get back to work now?

Yeah, go ahead,
get lost.

Man, she could have
gone anywhere.

Courts, government offices.

You ready to work
off that lunch?

We didn't have lunch.

Exactly.

I'm going to call Lieu--

tell her we're going
to be awhile.

My mother was a survivor.

I don't... mean in the casual
way people say

"I'm a survivor"
after they get a divorce.

I mean literally.

She was in a camp?

In Poland.

She should come through
all that

and then die in some stupid
holdup.

Mrs. Meisner, have you been able

to go through
your mother's things?

Was there anything missing?

A locket-- a silver locket.

It had a picture of her
mother and father--

my grandparents.

She never... she never
took it off.

It's the only thing she had
from her life before the war.

God knows how she managed
to hang on to it.

I'm sorry, she wasn't wearing
any other jewelry

when she was found.

I wanted to pass that along
to my daughter.

Something
to remember her Nana by.

If we find it...

Now, your mother had
an appointment downtown

near the courthouses
a couple days before she died.

Do you know why she might

have been down there?

Any legal business
she might have had?

A will maybe. I don't know.

Maybe she was getting
her passport renewed?

Planning to visit
you in Israel?

Last time I spoke to her
she mentioned she was going

to Immigration again.

Is that downtown?

Immigration?
Do you know why?

This was about her Shoah
testimony I think.

Shoah testimony?

The Shoah Project.

It's a videotaped oral history
of the Holocaust.

To record the truth before
all the witnesses are dead,

and the whole world forgets
what happened.

Leah Glaser?

She was here
last Monday.

What was she doing here?

It doesn't say.

It's got to be
in there somewhere.

I'm looking.

Some DOJ bigwig
pulled her file.

Department of Justice?

Someone in Criminal Division.

When they pull a file,

it usually has something
to do with Homeland Security.

Her name was Leah Glaser.

She was 78 years old.

Does that sound like
a security risk to you?

Don't ask me.

Ask Criminal, sixth floor.

Our records show she met
with Dennis Mendenhall.

Okay, we're going to
need to talk to him.

Dennis doesn't work
out of this office.

He's with OSI.

DOJ, OSI.

Government
alphabet soup.

Office
of Special Investigations.

Was Leah Glaser
being investigated?

Sorry, I'm not authorized
to talk about that.

Look, we're not asking
because we're nosy.

Miss Glaser was murdered.

Oh, my God.

I wonder...

You wonder what?

She was a witness
in a deportation proceeding.

If it was
a deportation proceeding

why wouldn't Immigration
handle it?

Because OSI handles all cases
relating to war crimes.

But she wasn't
being investigated?

No, she wasn't.

She was testifying
against a camp guard.

An SS officer.

A Nazi.

Stefan Anders.

German national.

Emigrated here in 1948.

And you think
he's a Nazi?

Spent the last seven
years denaturalizing him,

stripping him of
his citizenship.

Next step, deportation.

So, why are you
giving up now?

Lieutenant Van Buren,
have you ever had trouble

finding credible eyewitnesses to your
cases?

Of course we do.

Try finding one to something
that happened 60 years ago.

Anders was a guard
in a place called Bobrek,

a satellite camp of Auschwitz

which manufactured
airplane and submarine parts.

Leah Glaser was a
slave laborer there.

Anders was the SS
officer in charge.

Leah Glaser identified
him from this photo--

his Waffen SS file.

After the Soviet Union
opened their archives

in the early '90s, they
turned it over to us.

You can hardly see his face.

This was, what, 60 years ago?

How could she be so sure?

One morning he shot
six other prisoners

right in front of her.

She couldn't forget him.

You looked at
her Shoah testimony.

Her description
of this one guard

and this one particular
incident sounded like Anders.

So, we contacted her,

and she picked him out
of a photo array.

And you're convinced that
this Anders is the same Anders

who's alive and well
and living on East 91st Street?

And has been
for the last 50 years.

Yeah, we are.

And so was Leah Glaser.

But without her testimony,

unless we can find
more evidence

he's going to die
in that nice soft bed

on East 91st Street.

If he killed her to
stop her from testifying,

that's Murder One.

You know, Lieutenant,
there's one place

we've never been able to search
for evidence against him...

his home.

See, that's where criminal
has it all over civil.

The man's a murder suspect.

What exactly do you think
you're going to find?

Memorabilia from your father's
goose-stepping days.

That is so offensive.

He wasn't a Nazi.

Not every German was a Nazi.

Yeah, they were just
following orders.

I was a soldier. A veteran.

Like you.

Not like me, pal.

This is a witch-hunt.

An OSI fishing expedition.

Yeah, they're persecuting
an innocent old man

just for the hell of it.

Search all you want.

I'm not hiding anything.

Dad, I'm calling a lawyer.

He's going to need one.

Lennie, look what I found.

.

Yeah, right, it just
magically appeared in your stuff

next to your passport
and your social security card.

Someone sent it to me.

See, you do know
something about it.

Who sent it?

I don't know.

Now, why would somebody send
you Leah Glaser's locket?

I don't know.

And I don't know
this Glaser person.

Leah Glaser.

She was going
to get you deported

back to the old country.

Der Fatherland.

You mean the so-called witness.

I never met her.

You took that locket
from her neck!

I told you...

After you killed her!

And your big mistake

was holding onto the locket.

Mrs. Glaser's daughter's going
to identify it as her mother's.

We're going to find
your prints all over it.

I never met her.

And then we're going
to match those prints

with your prints
from the crime scene.

It's impossible--
I was never there.

You're lying.

I'm not!

Quit browbeating my client.

Stefan, not another word.

This interrogation is over.

Stefan Anders was never a
murderer.

Not then, not now.

He never met Mrs. Glaser.

He was unaware of the
locket's provenance.

It was sent to him
by an unknown party.

How does he explain this?

Which the police
found in his papers?

His 1948 visa application to
enter the United States.

So, what?

Compare that visa
photo with this.

What's this?

It's from Mr. Anders'
Waffen SS file.

The photograph you used

to enter this
country in 1949

is the same as the one
in your SS personnel file.

That can't be.

The Russians turned it over
to OSI a few years ago.

All right.

I was a soldier
on the eastern front.

A young officer.

After Stalingrad,
the SS sent me to Bobrek.

The war was lost.

All that was left
was the Final Solution.

You think I had a choice.

You think I wanted
to be guarding prisoners

in some miserable camp?

The OSI says that you were
the officer in charge.

Ridiculous.

I escorted the prisoners

from the barracks to the factory
every day

and then back again
in the evening.

That's all.

I never harmed a prisoner.

Not one. Not ever.

Not according to Leah Glaser.

It wasn't me
who killed those prisoners.

She has me confused
with another guard.

We weren't worried.

His word against his.

That was before
we found his visa photograph.

Well, yes, now that evidence
is enough to get him deported.

He lied about his background
to get into this country.

He admits it.

But if you hadn't
searched his home

and found that photograph,
he would've beaten deportation.

What has happened
is a disaster for me.

What I'm saying is
he had no reason to kill her.

The appeals process
on deportation alone

would have lasted years.

You thought you'd outlive her.

One of us was bound to die
before this was settled.

You made sure it was her.

All right, look,

since you insist
on going through with this...

He's seeking to bar us

from characterizing Mr. Anders
as a Nazi at trial.

Talk about chutzpah.

Your Honor, labeling Stefan Anders

a Nazi will prevent him from
ever receiving a fair trial.

The mere mention of the word
is enough to condemn him

in the eyes of any jury.

He has a point,
Mr. McCoy.

It couldn't be a
more loaded word.

Mr. Anders' motive arises
out of his personal history

as an SS officer and a member
of the Nazi party.

His past is part and parcel
of the People's case.

Mr. Jensen?

Then you must
give my client

the opportunity to
explain his past

in its historical context.

Are you going
to offer evidence

that he wasn't a Nazi
or an SS officer?

I'm going to
offer evidence

that the commonly-accepted
version

of the Second World War
is wrong.

That there was no Holocaust,
there were no death camps,

and there certainly was no Final Solution.
Your Honor, please!

Did hundreds of thousands of Jews die?
Yes.

And not only Jews, but gypsies, Poles,
Russians, yes.

But those deaths
weren't murders.

They weren't genocide.

They were the inevitable
result of disease,

of starvation, of war.

Every respectable historian
in the world would disagree!

There are distinguished
academics who think otherwise.

Holocaust deniers.

Cranks, anti-Semites
disguising

their real agenda.

Meretricious nonsense does not
become expert testimony

just because it comes
wrapped in a Ph.D.

Why don't we let
a jury decide

what's fringe nonsense
and what's not?

Why don't we let
a judge decide first?

We would happily accept
an evidentiary hearing,

Your Honor.

Nothing would please us more.

Your Honor can't entertain
this disreputable, evil theory.

If someone insists
the earth is flat

and the sun circles around it--

despite all evidence
to the contrary--

are we supposed to engage
the argument on their terms?

This is a conversation
with a lunatic!

Hold your horses, Mr. McCoy.
I agree.

No rational, unbiased person

could look
at the historical evidence

and doubt the fact
of the Holocaust.

It cannot be disputed.

Nor will it be in my court.

The whole question's irrelevant.

Anders is being
deported

whether the Holocaust
happened or not.

Doesn't make
any difference.

I mean, he still had motive
to murder the old lady.

Arguing about whether the Holocaust
actually happened--

it's not something I ever thought I'd have
to do, in court or out.

Aw, Jensen knew it never stood
a ghost of a chance.

What are you saying,
it was a ploy?

Judge Karan kicks
out his motion,

gives him more grounds
for appeal.

That's what it's about
with these old guys.

I mean, stall and delay.

Whatever it takes
to run out the clock.

How does a retired mechanic

retain a pricey mouthpiece
like Jensen?

I was wondering
the same thing myself.

I don't suppose
he was doing it pro bono.

Worth looking at.

The crime lab matched
Anders' DNA

to a sample taken
from Leah Glaser's door.

He left his sweat
on the doorknob and peephole.

Now you got him.

What about the
fingerprints?

A print on the lock
that matches a print

found on the doorjamb, but...

It isn't Anders'.

It looks like
somebody else

kicked down that door.

is ?

Not at all.

Leah Glaser's death
had to be connected

to her testimony
against Anders.

We can assume there
was an accomplice,

and so will a jury.

Well, Anders now admits
that he did go see her

after the preliminary hearing.

He said that
she wouldn't let him in,

so he talked to her
through the door

for a few minutes
and then left.

What about the son?

Came in voluntarily
and gave his fingerprints.

They're not his.

Time to cast a wider net.

We checked Anders' phone
and financial records.

You know,
there is actually a Web site

supporting Anders'
deportation fight.

Maybe they're contributing to his defense.

Well, somebody's got to be
paying for Jensen.

What about this
preliminary hearing?

Check the sign-in sheet.

See if anyone else turned up to cheer on
their hero.

We found one interesting hit
from that sign-in sheet--

Kyle Mellors.

Who's Kyle Mellors?

He's a record producer.

And this is from his
company Web site.

"Heritage Records"?

Sounds benign, right?

But then you begin clicking around that
Web site--

it's hard-core WP.

WP?

White Power.

Check out the links
on that site.

Nazi memorabilia.

An ethnic-cleansing
video game.

Picture of Hitler in an
Uncle Sam top hat and suit

with his arm
out, pointing.

And here's some praise
for the 9/11 hijackers.

"Wish we had the guts
to do what they did."

"Holocaust barbecue sauce,

six million served"?

They deny the
Holocaust

and celebrate it simultaneously.

A neat trick.

Did you listen to the records?

I just read
the catalog descriptions.

It's all about "mud people"

and white supremacy
and killing Jews and blacks.

So, Mellors is a neo-Nazi

who went to the hearing
to support Anders.

There's a link
on the Heritage Records Web site

which has been
raising money

to fight Anders'
deportation.

"...Stefan Anders,

innocent man targeted
by Zionist opportunists"?

You get into
Heritage Records financials,

and I bet you'll find

they've been shoveling money
into Anders' defense fund.

I'll get a subpoena,

have Briscoe and Green drop in
on Mellors for a chat.

Briscoe and Green?

That ought to push his buttons.

We're in the middle
of a session.

Ours is just starting.

Whoa, the fuzz.

"The fuzz"-- I haven't heard
that since the '60s.

Everything old is new again. Kyle Mellors?

How can I help
you gentlemen?

Oh, hey, man,
we need to ask you

a few questions
about Stefan Anders.

Don't know the man.

You raised money
for him.

Well, I give money
to the ASPCA, too,

but it doesn't mean
I'm on speaking terms

with every mutt
in the kennel.

So, you don't know

this mutt, Anders?
Nope.

Never met him.

But you like the things
he stands for.

My customers like
the things he stands for.

Look, Detectives,
I'm a record producer.

You know,
controversy sells records.

And Stefan Anders
is controversial?

You bet.

And now he's been
arrested for murder,

our Web site hits
are through the roof.

You know, we're gonna ride
this guy all the way to the end.

Hope he gets

the death penalty--
we can retire.

"No Surrender"

Oh, that's
their debut album.

You produce
this garbage?

That one's a little extreme.

What about this one?

That's our biggest seller,
New Glory.

You sign it for us?

Who should I make it out to?

"New York's finest."

Heritage Records is
one of the biggest

neo-Nazi record labels.

I read your books.

Kyle Mellors doesn't exactly
seem to fit the profile.

I mean, I thought neo-Nazis shaved their
heads...

work boots, tattoos...

Yeah, that's
the old profile.

They're learning
how to mainstream.

They finally realized
the more they blend in,

the more effective
they'll be.

CDs, Web sites, video games--
the movement's discovered

a variety of ways
to disseminate the message.

This generates millions of dollars in
revenue annually.

Where does the money go?

To fund various causes
and activities.

Their ultimate goal
is the creation

of a White Christian nation
cleansed of minorities.

That's insane.

Yeah. They want
to destroy our government,

our constitution,
the very system of justice

that protects them.

They're terrorists.

Absolutely.

Oklahoma City has been eclipsed by the
events of 9/11,

but these American terrorists are still
out there,

and we can't necessarily tell who they
are.

Mellors seems to have had
a normal, suburban childhood.

His dad's a doctor,
Mom works at an office.

But here's
something interesting--

he's been to Germany every
summer the last four years.

Back to the source.

A right-wing nationalist
music festival.

He promotes his bands,
smuggles his CDs into Germany.

He sells them on the black
market-- they're illegal there.

Gets to rub elbows

with neo-Nazis from
all over the world.

That must give him
a charge.

He may also
feel diminished

by the hard-core kids
in comparison.

A middle-class boy like Mellors

probably has no experience
with actual violence.

So, up to this point,
it's all been vicarious.

So, maybe he wants a taste
of the real thing.

Excuse me.

Southerlyn.

Pick him up.

Back again?

Yeah, remember the
CD you laid on us?

Oh, you like it?

Oh, we loved it,
especially the part

where your fingerprints
matched some prints

we found
at the crime scene.

You're under arrest for
the murder of Leah Glaser.

Call Graham Wilson.
You have the right

to remain silent,
which I highly recommend.

You have the right
to an attorney...

You're going down, Mr. Mellors,

and your hero's
going with you.

What if it was an accident?

If someone went there to talk to her-- not
to kill her--

and events transpired in a certain tragic,
unforeseen way,

wouldn't that
be manslaughter?

We know that Leah Glaser
didn't die accidentally.

After her killer
knocked her down

and cracked her skull,
he smothered her.

I won't entertain anything less

than Murder One
for Mr. Anders.

Your client,
on the other hand,

can still plead to Murder Two
as a hate crime.

As a hate crime?

What the hell
does that mean?

Adds five years
to your sentence.

20 to life, Mr. Mellors.

It's as good
as it gets.

Tell us what transpired
between you and Mr. Anders,

and you may not spend
the rest of your life in prison.

I keep telling you--

Mr. Anders
had nothing to do with this.

How would you know
if you weren't there?

Just as I thought.

We're trying
you both

for Murder in the First Degree.

Together.

Mellors can bob and weave
as much as he wants.

I have no doubt
of his guilt.

You're still on the
fence about Anders.

I want to be sure
I'm trying Anders

for the crimes he committed
in this century,

not the ones
he committed in the past.

Some of the strongest cases we've tried
have been based on circumstantial
evidence.

Despite his protestations to the contrary,

Anders stood to substantially gain from
her death.

His DNA was at the crime scene, and he had
the locket

that she wore around her neck every day of
her life in his possession.

I mean, except for a
videotape of the crime,

I can't think of
what more you could want.

Mellors keeps claiming
that Anders wasn't involved.

Well, let him take
the stand

and tell that
to the jury.

I don't think he'll be taking the stand.

We'd bury him with all
this neo-Nazi stuff.

No, I don't
suppose he would.

Which means that Anders
just about has to.

We analyzed a set of bilateral
thumbprints

and two full sets
of fingerprints

found on the frame
surrounding Mrs. Glaser's door.

Did you identify
these fingerprints?

Yes.

They belonged to the defendant,
Kyle Mellors.

Did you find
any other fingerprints

belonging to Mr. Mellors?

Yes. On Mrs. Glaser's locket
we found a thumb and forefinger.

What about the codefendant,
Stefan Anders?

His prints were also found
on Mrs. Glaser's locket.

What about
at the crime scene?

No prints.

However, the latent unit
did find two sweat smudges.

One on the doorknob
and one on the door

about five feet, eight
inches from the floor.

Were you able to make
a positive ID?

They belonged
to the defendant,

Stefan Anders.

And your conclusion
about how these smudges

came to be
on Mrs. Glaser's door?

The height of the defendant
indicates

he gripped the doorknob

and leaned his forehead
against the door.

No questions
of this witness, Your Honor.

Did you find traces
of my client

anywhere inside
Mrs. Glaser's apartment?

None.

So, your analysis
puts my client at her door

but not inside her apartment?

Yes.

Now, scientifically,

you can't determine
whether the DNA sample

and the various prints were left
at the same time, can you?

No.

So, for all you know,
my client, Stefan Anders,

was there one day,
outside the apartment door,

and Mr. Mellors
on another day entirely,

outside and inside
the apartment?

That's certainly possible, yes.

No further questions.

As the co-owner of Heritage Records with
Mr. Mellors,

what is
your mission statement?

To make money.

No ideology?

Capitalism.

Capitalism is
our ideology.

Are you a Nazi,
neo-Nazi, fascist?

I've been called
all those things,

but what I am is an
independent entrepreneur.

Is Mr. Mellors
a neo-Nazi?

Objection.

If Mr. Mellors wants to speak
to his political beliefs,

let him take the stand.

Sustained.

Some of your bands
espouse rather radical views.

That's their right under
the First Amendment.

Do you share
their views?

I believe in what sells.

Look, it's just music.

It's loud, it's extreme,
it's rebellious,

it's in your face, and it
drives their parents crazy.

That's why the kids like it.

That's what it's all about.

It's just music?

"Kill all the niggers

"Kill all the Jews

"Fire up the ovens

There's no time to lose."

Do you recognize these lyrics?

Can't say that I do.

They're from a record
you produced with Kyle Mellors.

The group is called
American Reichstag.

You think every black
record exec

who produces
a gangsta rap track

thinks we should kill cops
or beat those hos and bitches?

It's about selling records.

Critics call it Hate Rock.

Your own Web site
calls it Hatecore.

People who buy it

also call it heritage music.

It's music.

Don't we still have freedom
of speech in this country?

The First Amendment
is not absolute.

If your speech incites
and results in violence,

it's not protected.

Isn't that what you're doing,
inciting people to kill?

No, we're inciting people
to buy records.

"Kill all the blacks

Kill all the Jews."

If one of your songs
results in someone's death,

aren't you culpable?

I don't see it that way.

Right.

You're only putting money
in the pockets

of people who advocate
the extermination

of other human beings.

I went to her apartment.

Not the day of the murder,
another day.

I thought
if she looked in my eyes,

she would see I am not the man
she thought I was.

Did you see her?

She wouldn't
open the door.

So I spoke to her
for a few minutes from the hall,

and she asked me to leave,
and I left.

And Leah Glaser was still alive.

Of course.

You were a guard at Bobrek.

I was a soldier.

I went
where I was ordered to go.

Did you ever kill anyone?

In combat-- probably.

But at the camp-- no.

Definitely no.

Did you know the
deceased, Leah Glaser?

No.

Did you remember her
at all from the camp?

It was 60 years ago.

There were hundreds
of prisoners.

I don't remember them.

She remembered you.

She saw me every day.

Every morning, every evening.

She saw my photograph,
she recognized me.

She remembered me
from the camp, okay,

but she was confused.

She has me confused
with someone else.

Another guard.

I didn't kill anyone
in the camp,

and I didn't kill her.

I had no reason to.

Her death is the worst thing
that could've happened to me.

Whatever happens here,
now I will be deported.

Because someone killed her.

Someone... not me.

Your witness.

You weren't the guard Leah Glaser
remembered from the camp?

The one she saw
kill six prisoners?

No.

I have no further questions

for this witness at this time,
Your Honor.

I reserve the right
to continue

my cross-examination.

Mr. Jensen?

In that case, Your Honor,
the defendant Anders rests.

Mr. Wilson?

Yes, Your Honor.

The defendant Mellors rests.

The witness may step down.

Your Honor, I would like to call
a rebuttal witness--

Leah Glaser.

Your Honor, I would like
to renew my application

to exclude this videotape
testimony as highly prejudicial.

Her Shoah testimony
directly refutes

what Mr. Anders
just testified to under oath.

Your Honor, it's hearsay,
it's prejudicial.

There's obviously no opportunity
to cross-examine.

Mr. Jensen
had ample opportunity

to cross-examine Leah Glaser

when he deposed her
on this very subject.

Counsel can read the relevant
portions of that proceeding

into the record.

Your Honor,
this is not fair.

The emotional impact

of seeing the deceased's
videotaped testimony

will far outweigh a dry
reading of a deposition.

I'll review your memos
once more.

Court will stand in recess
until 2:00.

The guards would walk us to
and from the factory each day.

Some of them,
if we did not walk quickly,

they would beat us.

The one in charge,
he was different.

"Bitte, bitte,"
he would always say: "Please."

He was polite, always polite.

Beautiful manners, elegant,
but cold.

Cold as ice.

Not human.

His name was Anders, I think.

One day, one of the prisoners
fell and couldn't get up.

He came over, "Bitte, bitte,"
I heard him say.

"Get up, please."

She couldn't get up...

so he shot her in the face.

And then he shot five
other women--

the ones who cried.

One, two, three, four, five.

Like it was nothing.

And then he looked
at the rest of us

and said "Bitte, bitte,"

and we went to work
like nothing happened.

The fifth one he shot,
number five...

...was my sister Rebbekah.

My little sister.

Why?!

Have you reached a verdict?

We have.

As to the defendant
Kyle Mellors,

on the first count
of the indictment,

Murder in the first degree,
how do you find?

We find the defendant,
Kyle Mellors, guilty.

As to the defendant
Stefan Anders,

on the first count
of the indictment,

murder in the first degree,

how do you find?

We find the defendant,
Stefan Anders, guilty.

You think Anders is
telling the truth,

that he didn't have
anything to do

with Leah Glaser's murder?

They knew a guilty man
when they saw one.