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Anna.

Stay away from me.

I know you're Martin Breitner.

Do you know what this is?

It's your personal file.

-SS officer Martin Breitner. -Who's Martin?

I don't know this name.

You'll keep on lying to me?

You've been lying to me for 25 years.

You've been lying to our children, to everyone,

with this pathetic pretense of being a holocaust survivor.

What are you talking about?

You're still lying? It's all here, in your file!

What file? Show me, so I can understand.

Anna, I was never a Nazi officer.

I don't know who Martin Breitner is.

-But I knew... -I was going to find out?

There's nothing to find!

This is exactly what I feared.

I told you not to stir up the past, not to go to Yad Vashem.

Didn't I tell you?

I told you not to talk to the American, but you didn't listen.

-It was long overdue. -And look what happened to you.

What happened to me? I'll tell you what happened to me.

It was strange that you had a number on your arm

which is identical to a prisoner who died in Auschwitz.

And not just any prisoner, a prisoner with your old name.

But when I told you about this, you laughed at me.

You told me Manfred Goldstein was a common name.

Right.

Is it my fault that another Manfred died?

So the same name and number are a coincidence?

Yes, someone made a mistake. We talked about it.

Maybe a Nazi clerk mixed up the names,

or maybe someone at Yad Vashem.

Maybe, maybe.

And you never had any contact with Manfred's brother?

Why would I have any contact with him?

-I saw Manfred's brother leave our house. -That's it?

That made you think that I'm a Nazi officer?

The sad guy you had told his brother was alive?

No, not just that.

I saw you in the Westerbork film.

You were standing there next to the train, dressed in an SS officer's uniform.

I saw you there.

The film also mentioned the name they had given you.

"The Hangman of Westerbork."

This is so...

This is so...

monstrous.

You knew, I...

On our first night in the refugee camp,

I told you my family was in Westerbork, and not a muscle moved in your face!

-Because I wasn't there. -But you were!

You were there as Martin Breitner!

And you did that little gesture you do with your hand.

-I don't understand what you want from me! -I want the damn truth!

I want you to stop lying to me, to tell me the truth,

to say that you've been lying for 25 years!

There's one thing you didn't consider.

You people were very good with details.

It says here that Martin Breitner had a distinct mark.

A birthmark shaped like a crescent moon.

You want the truth?

I'll tell you how I killed Martin Breitner.

My mother always told me that my birthmark was a good sign,

because the moon had kissed my leg.

I caused a lot of trouble for my mother. Poor woman.

But then I joined the Hitler Youth and everything changed.

For the first time in my life, I had...

a structure, a purpose.

Every day, Hitler spoke to me personally on the radio

and said that I belonged to the Master Race.

They drilled it into our heads that we were "Übermenschen",

genetically superior.

Our blood was pure,

and we had a mission.

I believed it blindly.

And at last, my mother was proud of me.

She was overjoyed when I joined an officer training course.

I was in combat on the front lines during the war.

But then came that damn promotion.

They transferred me to Westerbork.

-When did you get there? -1942.

-What month? -Uh... May.

Two months later, I was left alone in the world.

I wish I could turn back time

and do it all differently.

But I was part of the system, until something changed in '44.

It was clear that Germany was losing the war,

and I realized that I had to disappear.

I knew that the last place they would look for a Nazi officer

was amongst Jews.

First, I went to Auschwitz

to steal the identity of a German Jew,

a prisoner who died in the gas chambers.

And I just picked a random name.

Martin?

Is that you?

It's Manfred.

Manfred Goldstein.

Your classmate.

I told you it was a common name.

Hey, do you remember me?

After tattooing his number on my arm, I had plastic surgery,

to make sure that no one would be able to recognize me.

After the war, I wandered across Europe with the refugees

and ended up at your refugee camp.

And then I saw you, Anna.

Falling in love with you wasn't part of my plan.

You don't have to lie anymore.

You just used me to escape from Europe.

You're wrong.

My plans changed because I fell in love with you.

I asked for us to go back to Germany, but you wanted Palestine,

and I couldn't bear the thought...

of losing you.

You're the most important thing that's ever happened to me.

I love you.

I love...

this country.

I love...

being an Israeli.

There's nothing left in me

of who I used to be.

Nothing.

I'm your Uri. I'm your Uri.

The person who did true, great, good things is Uri.

Uri built a family, Uri built a kibbutz.

Not Martin Breitner, that was Uri, me.

I'm... I'm Uri.

Martin Breitner died in 1945.

I killed him, I killed Martin Breitner.

Let's find a way to keep on living together.

Who else do we have in the world? It's just the four of us.

We won't tell Eitan and Tamar.

I love you and the children,

and I hate myself for what I did.

Anna.

-Thelma! Thelma. -Oh, there you are.

Uri was a Nazi officer.

-What? -Uri was a Nazi.

He admitted to me that it's true. He told me everything.

He told me everything.

-He was a Nazi officer, do you understand? -Yes. Yes. I...

I... wait, Anna. Explain everything from the beginning.

He's not really a Holocaust survivor. He was an SS officer.

He stole a prisoner's identity.

He was assumed to have died in 1945, but he's here, in our kibbutz.

Do you understand? This man has been a fraud for 25 years.

He's been lying to me, lying to you, lying to the whole kibbutz.

Lying to our children.

Did you know he tattooed his own arm with a number?

Wait, but... Hold on, Anna.

Why would he do such a thing?

If he was an SS officer, he would have run away, they all did.

I got his file from Germany, and it's all there.

And he admitted to me that it's all true.

Rafi, you have to do something. He should be in prison.

Where is he now?

-I don't know. I don't know. -Alright.

What? You don't believe me?

I understand you're in shock. But believe me, it's the truth.

I should have never taken you to Yad Vashem. I made a mistake.

-What does that have to do with anything? -You haven't been yourself since.

Let's just think for a moment.

A Nazi officer? Why would he come to Israel of all places?

No one would look for him here.

Why are you talking to me like I'm an idiot?

No... not at all. God forbid.

It's just...

Remember...

the first time we saw him at the refugee camp, remember?

He was haunted.

And you and I always talked about what happened, how it happened,

and he always said to look only to the future.

Did you hear what I just said?

He admitted to me that he was a Nazi officer.

Anna,

I was there when you fell in love with him.

I was there when he fell in love with you.

-25 years, nothing? -You have no idea what I'm going through.

-Anna told you. -Yes. I don't understand what's going on.

Me neither.

This is insane.

She decided I was an SS officer. She accused me of killing her parents.

-Where did that come from? -She even made up a letter from Germany.

What letter? From whom?

I have no idea.

I begged her not to take part in that American doctor's research.

I was afraid it would bring back old demons.

But I never thought it would go this far.

I'm scared.

She might even tell the kids that I killed their grandparents.

Happy holiday, guys.

And girls!

We'll begin the ceremony, as we do every year,

with the First Fruits Parade,

which symbolizes the revival of nature,

both agricultural nature and human nature.

As you can all see,

we had a particularly generous and abundant year,

perhaps in honor of the kibbutz's anniversary.

And Hadar and Sammy brought us

the freshest of all fruits.

-Well? -I told you I'd make it eventually.

-We need to talk. -What happened?

Anna, Uri's wife, is in bad shape. She had a meltdown.

What do you mean?

She's accusing Uri of being a former SS officer.

-Who else knows about this? -Just me and Thelma, why?

She's even said he confessed.

-She's right. -To come to a person and...

-What? -It's true.

Gilad courts the Jordan River

Gilboa looks and grumbles with a shiver

Star of the winds, star of the winds

I knew he was a Nazi officer.

I'm sorry you had to find out this way.

-Why didn't you tell me? -Because we're using it.

And if I'd told you before,

if you had known who your best friend was...

we wouldn't have been able to do that.

I know it's a shock...

But I need to know if you can handle it without telling him.

-I don't know. -You need to decide now.

-Give me a minute, Amos. -Not even half a minute.

-Thelma. -What's this... Hello.

-Such a lovely celebration. -Yes.

Your husband's been inviting me for years, and...

I shouldn't have waited this long, it really is fantastic here.

Yes.

Beautiful valley, valley of mine You are so dear to me

Come, gather around me.

And now, before the Dancing Chicks, I have a surprise.

-Sit down. -Let's welcome a special trio.

Give them a warm welcome.

I learned this song from a friend of mine who passed away.

And today, this song is for my sister, who is going far away.

All my bags are packed I'm ready to go

I'm standin' here outside your door

I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breakin' It's early morn

The taxi's waitin' He's blowin' his horn

Already I'm so lonesome

I could die

So kiss me and smile for me

Tell me that you'll wait for me

Hold me like you'll never let me go

Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane

Don't know when I'll be back again

Oh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you

One more time Let me kiss you

Then close your eyes

I'll be on my way

Kiss me and smile for me

Tell me that you'll wait for me

Hold me like you'll never let me go

Are you okay? You seem tired.

Bravo.

Many thanks to this trio.

-And now, let's welcome... -Very nice.

-Anna's Dancing Chicks. -Good luck.

Let's go. Smiles.

Great. Make a big, big circle.

Great.

Were you also a dancing chick?

One, two, three and...

Sway.

In.

Very nice. Skips.

-Smile. -They spent all that time on this dance?

Hey, don't be mean. Your mom did this.

Big smiles. On me and...

Very good.

Aren't our chicks cute? Give them a round of applause!

And now, as every year, our Anna will read a poem she chose for this holiday.

Let's welcome her!

She's not well.

Hello, everyone.

Happy holiday.

Happy holiday.

Recently, I've been thinking a lot about my parents,

may their memories be blessed, and...

I chose to read a beautiful poem by Yehuda Amichai.

"My mother baked the whole world in sweet cakes for me.

"My beloved filled my window with raisin stars."

"And longing is bottled inside of me like air bubbles in a loaf of bread."

"On the outside, I am smooth and calm and warm."

"The world loves me."

"But my hair is sad like the reeds in the drying swamp."

"All the rare and beautiful birds flee from me."

There is a Nazi criminal among us.

An SS officer...

-Rafi, get her off the stage. -Alright.

Who's been pretending to be a Holocaust survivor for 25 years.

And his name is Uri Zehavi.

Anna.

-Come on down. -Sorry.

You killed my father.

My father, my mother and my little sister!

Anna is not feeling too well, but we'll move on. Alex.

Yes.

Let's move on to...

I'd like to invite the kibbutz choir.

-Did you hear what she just said? -I did.

-Mom, come sit in the shade. -Sit down.

Here, you need help?

I need your help.

I don't want her treated at the kibbutz infirmary.

Would you agree to have her observed by a psychiatrist for a few hours?

Yes.

One of our guys will be with her. A good person.

I brought you something, it's not urgent,

but just so you know, we have a lot of work to do together.

Drink a little.

Mom.

Mom?

We'll take her with us.

That's enough, she's okay.

Go, give us some space.

Okay.

Hold on.

Anna.

Don't give up on the family.

I love you.

You are the woman of my life.

You have no life left.

You're going to prison for life. Or maybe they'll hang you like Eichmann.

That will never happen. I won't let you destroy me.

-Anna! -Mom!

Mom, no!

I shouldn't have asked her all those stupid questions.

It has nothing to do with your questions.

She should have talked about it a long time ago. Let all the poison out. Wait.

Wait, I'm coming with you.

Okay. Alright?

Go.

I'm scared.

I feel like our family is falling apart.

I won't let this family fall apart.

I got this. Go get some rest.

Thanks, Dad.

Don't miss your flight tomorrow.

The flight can wait, okay? You need to focus on recovering.

I want you to go.