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Come along now, Mr Dusniak, back
into bed. Ich gehe nach Haus...

Come on now, no fuss.
I have to go home.

This is your home now. Come on...

No... Come on, come inside...

Let's have you. Sit down.

Legs up.

There, now you have a candle
to keep you company.

HE MUMBLES

Acht.

Ooh...

Not what I was expecting.

Now have a look at this here, see?
Yeah, it looks like blood.

I'll have to do a
Leucomalachite Green test on it.

How long will that take?

About an hour.

Look, initials. HM.

Mmmm.

Who did you say sent this to you?
I've no idea.

Did you see that?
It's a cold case reference number.

1045...

That's the 1940's.

This place is a shoebox.

Are there any jobs in that paper?

They have found more camps, we
were right to get out when we did.

Yes. What?

I should feel guilty
for getting my family out?

No, but don't gloat.

Being happy to be alive
is not gloating.

God got us out of there.

This got us out.

Babooshka!

Brush your teeth, please.

Bernadetta, time for bed. Tak.

You don't have to hide everything.

We're not in Krakow now.

There are no Germans here.

This is England. The war is over.

Come on, bed.

CHILDREN GIGGLE

Goodnight, Papa.

Goodnight, my princess.

The handle and the lanyard
on this dagger had absorbed blood.

From it, I was able to get DNA.

The DNA is a match to the blood
on this nightdress and as we know,

the nightdress belongs
to the child,

cold case, 1042034P.
So this is the murder weapon?

I can only give you my findings.

It's highly likely to be, yeah?

So let's look at this. All right,
this is not run of the mill.

This is not a combat weapon.

It's a dress weapon, right,
ceremonial and the letters
on the blade engraved HM.

And interestingly, if you give
it to me, I want to show you...

I think it's already been tested.

If you look closely,
this circular motion

of the removal of the blood would
indicate a recent professional test.

OK, how we doing with tracking
the postcode on the package?

Drew a dead end
at a Manhattan post office.

She looks like an angel.

So we don't know who she is?

No idea. All we know is that she was
found murdered 18th of May 1945,
Chesterhill Lane, London E1.

PC Clarke's original statement
in 1945 said he heard a noise...

He ran to the scene,
the killer had disappeared,

her tiny body was still warm,
although it was still oozing blood.

Well, it's 1945, people suffering
from post-traumatic stress disorder.

They've lived through the bombings,
soldiers coming back from the war...
Actually, that's interesting.

According to the postmortem,
death was caused by one single
stab wound to the heart.

So our killer is precise, clinical,
no signs of mutilation, so we're
looking at a level of knowledge.

Could be a bayonet stab... Yes.

Under the ribs, into the heart.
Military knowledge, yeah?

Yeah. OK, she was found wearing
a nightdress and barefoot.

There was a house to house done
but no-one was missing a child.

How did she get there?

Maybe she was
brought there by car?

- And dumped in the street?
- Well, maybe there was a kidnapping

and they were on their way somewhere
else... Except that the report
also states

that her feet
were badly cut and bruised.

She could have escaped
from the car and ran.

He chased her, killed her, but didn't
have time to dispose of the body?
Motive?

Well, there was no sign of sexual
activity, true, but that doesn't
mean there wasn't any planned.

Remember that the majority
of child killings are domestic.

Killed by a member
of her own family.

That's why no-one
reported her missing.

We should check the housing records.

There were thousands of refugees
living in the area at the time,
it's gonna be difficult to trace.

Have you got a moment, Grace? Please?
Yeah.

Close the door.

What is it?
Well?

Well, what?

Do you know of any reason
why Mel would have been looking
into this case? Mel?

She was the last person
to look at the files.

When? Two weeks before she died.

Remember this?

Well, it's the necklace
that was sent to Mel, isn't it?

It's on the contents list
but it was missing. It had been
taken from the secure lock up.

You don't think Mel
would remove evidence?

How else did it get out?

Well, who did she send it to?
I dunno.

Whoever it was sent it back to her.

OK, I'll look through her
personal file and see if there's
any reference to anything.

You all right?

Yeah, fine... You?

Yeah. Fine. Good. Good.

Heil Hitler.

So... Und jetzt ein Foto. Kommt.

PHONE RINGS

Hi, this is Sarah, leave a number
and I'll get back to you.

Oh, hello, Sarah.

My name's Dr Grace Foley, and I
was a colleague of Mel Silvers.

I'd be very grateful if you'd
call me when you get this message.

I found the dagger
on a dealer's site.

It was sold four days ago.

The dealer's name is Fraser Conrad,
a north London address.
But it was sent from New York?

The first question we have
to answer is, how did this
dagger get to London in 1945?

Actually, the first question is,

how did it get from the dealer to
New York back to here in four days?

Thank you, Stella.

So, 1945...

a Luftwaffe pilot bailed out, maybe?

Maybe he was trying to hide and the
girl saw him and he killed her...

Think about it! 18th May...
the war is over, the worst thing
that could happen to this pilot

is to spend a few months as a POW.
It's hardly enough reason
to kill a child.

It's a dress dagger. That's the
point, what would a pilot be doing
with a dress dagger flying a mission?

Why would a pilot be flying
a mission if the war was over?

Maybe it's a trophy brought back by
an Allied soldier. Now, that's a
much better idea than any of mine.

That's a terrific idea, but we're
just speculating here, pissing in the
wind. Let's go and see the dealer.

Hi. Can I help you?

Yeah, I spotted a dagger for sale
on your website.

You a collector?

Yeah, certainly am. Can I...?

Come in.

Wow...

So, which one was it?

Er...it had the letters HM...
Gone, I'm afraid. I have
other fine specimens, though.

That is a shame.
I particularly wanted that one.

Sorry.
Well, who bought it?

Maybe I could make them an offer.
Can't do that.

They might wanna sell it,
you never know.

Yeah, what I mean is,
she didn't give a name. She?

Yeah, American lady, paid cash.

Well, she would have done,
snapped it up, yeah?

It's a rare find, that one, yeah?

How did you source it?

Listen, mate, I'm a dealer.

If I start putting the buyers
in contact with the sellers,
where does that leave me, eh?

Grandad...how are you today?
How do you think?

I want to go home.

We've been through this,

you need to be cared for.
I can care for myself.

Sometimes, and sometimes you can't.

So, I'm to sit here waiting to die?

It's not that bad, is it?

You're a good boy, Erich. Simon.

What?

I'm Simon. Who's Erich?

I'm tired.

Enough with the questions.

Frida...

Erich...

This is the footage of the
street cam outside Conrad's shop.

Now, this was the day before the
dagger went on his site for sale.

Now, the only thing
big enough to be the dagger...

Is the package on the motorbike.

That's right.

Right, so he goes in...
with the package.

And he comes out...

..without the package.

There was a logo on the
biker's hi-vis vest.

I enhanced it and got this.

TZP. Yep. I checked it out,
it's a construction firm.
Watch this.

The buyer. Yep.

So, she buys the dagger,

it goes to New York,
someone runs tests on it,
and then sends it to you.

Yeah, it's one possibility.

I looked at today's footage. This
is when you were leaving the shop.

Now look.

Just hold it there.

It's the same woman
who bought the dagger.

She was watching you. Or the shop.

Any ideas who she is?

We think she's called Sarah.

How do you know that?
We think she had contact
with Mel about the case.

Mel?

The phone calls,
that was this woman, Sarah?

Yeah. So are we looking into
a connection between her and Mel?

Do you think we should bring in
the builder? That seems to be
the logical next step.

Cyrak, Jakub Cyrak.
TZP construction gave me his name.

Chesterhill Road,
the site's along here...

And round the back is where
the girl's body was found.
Chesterhill Lane. TZP...

We're being followed.

I know, VW Polo.
She's not a very good driver either.

DRILLING AND BANGING

OK, have a look for Jakub,
I'll go round the back.

Hello?

Yes?

Police. I have my papers.

Sarah, yes?

Boyd. Any reason why
I shouldn't arrest you?

Apologies for not being more direct.

Interpol? War crimes unit.

Would you like to explain
your actions?

Do you know him?

What has he done? Do you know him?

Er...maybe.

Maybe? Well, maybe
I'll arrest you right now?

It's Jakub.

I haven't seen him in two days.

Jakub Cyrak?

Yeah. What's your name?

Viktor.
Viktor what?

Cyrak. He's my brother.

I met Mel
through the Wiesenthal Centre.

She was trying to trace her roots
and we got talking...

About how she works cold cases,
like you.

And she told be about this
Jewish child you'd had
on your books since 1945.

I decided to look into it...
Why didn't you come through
the proper channels?

I investigate war criminals,
acts of genocide and terrorists,
there are no "proper channels".

Anyway, I put this girl's DNA
into our data banks
and got nothing apart from

the fact that she was probably
a Polish Jew. And the dagger?

We believe that it belonged
to a pilot who left Poland
with a plane load of Nazi gold.

Right. Pilot's name?

Don't know.

But the fact that the dagger
showed up in Britain means the
plane must have landed here.

So, we bought it, ran some
tests on it and guess what?

The blood on our dagger
got a hit on your girl.

OK. It came out of that house, is
that right? This is where you stop.

Finding out who killed the girl is my
job. You want me to back off

and just stay out of the picture?
Something like that.

Oh, no, no.

What if the killer
of your child is my Nazi pilot?

I'm hoping we won't have a conflict
of interest. Why a conflict?

Why not call it a shared interest?
Meaning what, exactly?

Meaning, let me tag along.

You get to keep an eye on me,
I don't have to keep stalking you.

What do you think?

I think you should do your
gold digging somewhere else.

If I see you again, I'll arrest you.
Do you understand?

What's not to understand? Good.

So I am looking for a new job now?
Not up to me, mate, I'm sorry.

Viktor, what's going on? Police.

DI Jordan.

You are? Simon Dusniak.

I own this house. Why are you here?

Excuse me. ..The murder weapon
was found in this property.

Ben, wait for me outside,
will you?

Why? Because I'm asking you to.

I'm not a child. I know.
Don't treat me like one.

Ben, please.

Sorry, murder? I'll have to ask you
to leave the building.

What murder? If you wouldn't
mind stepping outside.

How long will this take? We need
your DNA and fingerprints. Why?

To rule you out. Now, could you...

Er...not you.
Well, I told him everything I know.

Being helpful is a good thing.
But we'd like you to show us exactly
where you found this dagger.

There.

It was in the wall.
We took out fireplace and found it.

Just a dagger? Nothing else?

Just, er...

sort of material
was wrapped around it.

Where is it? But I wasn't...
As far as I know, you've done
nothing to break the law,

but you start withholding information
from me and all that
could change, right? So?

What do you want this for? I like it.

You like it? Do you know what it is?

Yeah, sure, what's big deal?

So, I can...
No, you're gonna help us find your
brother. When did he go missing?

Yesterday. He found other stuff...

What stuff? I don't know, I swear.
Did he take it to the
antiques dealer?

Uncle David... Mother?

What are you doing here?

That's a nice hello.

I would've collected you
from the airport.

That's what they have taxis for.

So, what's going on?

Going on?
You put your grandfather into a home?

We had to think about
what was best.

What do you think you're playing at?

Pardon? He's my father.

You couldn't have consulted me first?

Well, both uncle David and I
felt that it was a good idea.

A phone call was too much?

I left you a message. I got it.

Anyway, I didn't think
I needed your permission.

Didn't you? And why wasn't
I consulted about the old house?

You're never here.

And I don't see
that I have to consult you
on every detail in my life.

I don't need the attitude, Simon.
I am not a child.

You're not man enough
to hold on to your own wife.

You're always trying to run my life.

Your life is your own. Run it as you
will. The family business is mine.

I want you to stop all
the building work on the house.

You don't have to worry
on that account. What do you mean?

The police have closed down
the work. Why?

The builders found a murder weapon
behind a wall or something. Murder?

It's been there since the war, just
my luck. Now, you listen to me...

Was this one of the Polish...?
Can I finish sentences? Is that OK?

I'm sorry.

You don't do anything without
my say-so. Do you understand?

Are you staying
for Ben's Bar Mitzvah?

How much money are you
spending on that, then?

Sorry? Is that a yes, or a no?

Of course I'll come.

Dad, um... ..Gran!

Ben...

This is the best!
Come and see my drawings.

No, I have to speak with...
Come on, I did one of you...
Careful, careful!

Why don't you stand up to her?

You're her older brother.

You've got more right to run
this family's business affairs.

I don't have the juice any more,
not sure I ever did.

But you're making a good job of it.
Thanks.

How is the old man doing?

Well, the last time I checked
in on him, the doctor said he'd
been rambling on in German.

Did you know he could speak it? No.

It's not uncommon for
Poles of his generation
to speak German and Polish.

He called me Erich. Did he
ever mention that name to you?

No...

It's probably best to
leave it alone. What do you mean?

Well, if he didn't want to talk
about his life when he had his full
faculties, it doesn't seem right

to invade his past now that
he's losing them. I suppose not.

Hannah...

Ja?

Ja. Gut.

Ja. Gut.

BUZZER

Mr Conrad?

Check it out, will you?
Fraser Conrad, open up!

It's a complete mess.
Yeah...kick it down.

Looks like somebody's
already been here.

Call Eve, get her in here.

Perfekt.

There's contusions, so he
was probably knocked about a bit...

and...it looks like
someone stood on his face.

So the intruder tied him up
and gagged him here

then he falls over, cracks his head,
convulses, vomiting, thinks...

"Christ, don't die on me,"
so he pushes his head to the side
and rips the gag off...

I'll know better when
I get him back to the lab.

Hold you own torch. Thank you.
No signs of a break in.

Eve, how long do you need?

Um...two hours.
Two hours?

That's how long it's gonna take me.

Hang on a minute. Isn't that, um...

Yeah, hang on a second.

I thought we had an understanding.
You wanna play hide and seek?
You're looking for somebody

who killed a child, I'm looking...
For gold, I know. No. For someone
who was involved in genocide.

I checked you out with Interpol.

You gonna tell me the truth,
or shall I arrest you?

Mossad...

LAUGHING: Check this out!

So, have you got a whole team
with you here, or...?

I'm hoping I don't need one.

What the hell is Mossad doing here?

The pilot that owned
that dagger was Hanna Muller,

she was Mengele's pilot.

Josef Mengele?
That's right.

Mengele escaped with
the clothes on his back,

then lived to a ripe old age
in South America like a king.

We have never discovered
how he got his gold out...

nor have we been able to tap into
the network that supported him...
Until now... Until now.

OK, you can tag along,

as an observer.

Thank you. If you step in front
of me at any point, I'll
have you deported back to New York.

Trust me, I believe you.

Good.

Sir? The dagger was sold,
but there were two bidders.

Have you got IP addresses?
Just tracing now...

One is in New York, public access,
probably an internet cafe.

And the other one is in London...

Wow! What?

The final bid was �25,000.

Who did it go to?

Doesn't say.

OK, have you got an address for
the London bidder?

147 Stanfield Hall Road,
registered user,

Dennis Holland. Solicitor.

Yes, I bid on a dagger.

No law against that, is there?
But you didn't buy it.

No, I dropped out at 20,000.

That's a lot of money.
It's a very special dagger.

What's so special about it? It has
the initials HM. Hanna Muller.

Yes. What do you know about her?

It's known she was
Mengele's private pilot.

He had the dagger especially
engraved and presented to her.

Why would you want
something like that?

I come from a military family,
I collect war memorabilia,
German, American, British.

So the point of all this...?
The dealer who sold the dagger
has been murdered.

Fraser Conrad?
How well did you know him?

Well, any serious collector
would know him.

It looks like one collector
was very serious.

Can you account
for your movements today?

You should check my diary,
I don't have room for a lunch break,

let alone popping out
and committing murder.

Am I a suspect?
You're a line of investigation.

I have to be in court... Yeah,
of course. About this presentation.

Sorry?
Mengele gave Hanna Muller the dagger.

When was this presentation made?

January, 1945.

The war was nearly at an end then,
so what was the presentation for?

My guess is, they knew
the war was lost, it was an act
of gratitude before the downfall.

What do you think? Not bad.

No, I mean him, Holland.

Oh, um...don't like him.

But I don't like
a lot of people, so...

Put a tail on him?

Yeah, do that.

Why don't you go along with him?

See how he does it.

All right.

So where is Sarah now?

She's with Spence. I thought Mossad
were illegal in the UK?

They are.
So what are you gonna do with her?

Keep her where I can see her.
Anything on him?

Yes. Conrad's cause of death
as I first suspected.

Choked on his own vomit? Yes. And
the gag was removed after he choked?

Yes. But that's what I said
and you ridiculed me.

That was my theory,
that his death was accidental.

And there's more.
The boot print on the face revealed
a significant amount of cement dust.

Jakub Cyrak, our builder,
so he was not an intentional killer.
I told you I was right.

Our girl over here, if you'd like
to follow me...

This nightdress,
it's homemade and it's made of silk.

Silk? The only silk you're gonna
get in the war was parachute silk.

Exactly. I ran some tests and it's
been treated with repellent and
fire retardant... Which air force?

Give her a chance.
She can work everything out.

I ran comparisons from
samples from the war museum

and its foreign and of
a similar weave to those used
in German parachutes.

The Germans didn't parachute
into their own country.
She must be from an occupied country.

The Mossad woman said that
she was probably a Polish Jew.
Is it just a coincidence

that Jakub and Viktor
are also Polish?

DOOR OPENS

Mamma...

Mamma.

BANGING

So what makes you think this guy
is connected to the case?

Because he bid over the value
of the dagger and kept bidding.

And that means what exactly?

OK, here we go.

OK, we're on the move.

Things have become a lot more serious
now, Viktor. What do you mean?

Your brother Jakub has killed a man.

Fraser Conrad, the dealer
he sold the dagger to.

No. Yes.
We know he didn't mean to.

He's probably confused, so we need
to find him, we want to help him.

So where could he be?

I don't know, um...home.

Where's home? Poland.
That won't happen. We've alerted
all points of departure.

Does he know anyone else over here?

Er, no, no, we keep to ourself,

we come here to work, that's it.

This construction firm you
work for, what's it called? TZP.

Now, they told me that
Simon Dusniak specifically requested
that you do work on his house. Yes.

Why would he do that?
My family, the Cyraks,
we are connected through a favour.

What kind of favour?

In 1943, my grandfather, he helped
the Dusniaks to escape from Krakow,
he forged papers for them.

So when my brother and I,
we come to UK, to look for work,

he say to look them up, they will
remember, they will help us.

How did your grandfather know
that the Dusniaks ever made it?

They sent him letter,
thank you, when they get here.
So they kept in touch.

Just one letter.
One letter, 60 years ago?

It's enough, for him to know
they are safe. What do you think
your brother's doing now?

With Jakub, you never know.

All my life, I am trying to keep
him out of trouble,

and now this thing he has done,
I can't believe.

Viktor, you're not your
brother's keeper. You think?

Yes, I do. Look,
we know you're an honest,

hard-working young man
and we need your help.

Yes, I will help you...

..but I cannot give you my brother.
I'm sorry. For God's sake.

PEOPLE SPEAK GERMAN, BABIES CRY

Nein.

Nein!

Schwester.

Nein! Magda...

Magda!

Nein!

BABY SCREAMS

Grandfather, can you hear me?

HE SPEAKS GERMAN

What are you doing?
He was speaking in German.

So, he speaks German.

He's here to rest,
not for you to be tormenting him.

I was concerned for... You OK, Papa?

He's worn out.

I'm thinking of taking him with me.
Where to?

To Panama. I'll look after him.

You'd like that, Papa, wouldn't you?

There, he wants to go.

He smiled.

That's an answer, I know.

He can't make a trip like that.

Who's the doctor in the room?

Well, you are, but... That's right.

Now if it's OK,
I'd like some time alone with him.

Sure.

Do you know who Erich is?

Erich?

No idea, why?

No reason.

What's he doing here?

I don't know, let's go.

Wait, wait, wait, wait... What?

You're just observing.

OK, fine, you're the boss.

How is Papa?

My darling...

I'm taking you out of here.

Good girl.

It will take a day or two.

How is your mind? OK...

I think, sometimes.

Police are at the house.

They found things in it. What things?

I thought you would know.

Ja, ja, ja. Ich weiss.

Rest now, you rest.

Mother's box...

I must have it.

I have it here.

Look.

Sleep...

Follow Simon. We're on Holland.

The guy who was trying to buy
the dagger is in the same place

as the guy who owns the house
the dagger was found in... Yeah?

Yeah, it's
probably just a coincidence.

Follow Simon.

We should go in.

No, no, it's Shul.

Shul? Where fathers and sons
prepare for Bah Mitzvah.

Bah Mitzvah, oh, right.

Is that Jakub?

Looks like him. Let's see
how close we can get to him.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

It's all right...
We'll get him next time.

So Jakub is following Simon.

Or the boy, Ben.

Yeah?

Have you got them?

Yes. Give them to me.

Does he understand what he's doing?
Yes.

Father, sign these. Mr Dusniak,
these papers give your daughter
power of attorney over your estate.

Do you understand?
Did I ask you to speak to him?

I am under an obligation to...
Yes, you are...to me.

Sign here, Father. Unterschreiben...

Here...

Sign.

There, it's done.

Witness it. I don't think he's of
sound mind. I'll double your fee...

..with a bonus.

Good. Get out.

SHE SCREAMS

Murdered? Yeah.

And the murder weapon was found
behind a wall in that house,
just five days ago.

I'm... I'm at a loss.

But you did live there.
We checked the deeds and your
father bought that house in 1945.

We moved there as refugees.
You bought a house the same year...

He was able to get some diamonds
out with him because he had been
a dealer before the war.

One of the fortunate ones.
Yes. So where is he now?

Ah, Ben.
Grandpa, I'm...not moving to Panama.

Who said anything about...
Ah, Simon. This is my nephew, Simon.

Yeah, we've met.

What's the problem with Ben?
Oh, that can wait.

Excuse me. Where's your father now?

He's dead. And when did he die?

It was a couple of weeks ago.
This is why we decided to turn
the property into apartments.

I'm sorry for your loss. Thank you.

Do you know a man called
Dennis Holland?

Yes, he's our family solicitor, why?

Have you been in
contact with him recently?

No.

Why do you want to know that?
I'm afraid I can't tell you that.

I'm gonna need a DNA sample
from you. Why do you need that?

We want to rule out your DNA
from the forensic search
that we're doing on the house.

Stella, look. What is it?

Looks like a diary. Is there a name?

Bernadetta. Bernadetta.

There she is.

Yes!
What are you doing here?

We followed Simon.

I told you to follow Holland.

There was a change of plan.

Who decided to change the plan?
Holland and Simon
were both visiting Marek Dusniak.

Well, he's dead. Who's dead?
Marek Dusniak is dead.

No, he's not. He's living in the
permanent residents section
of the Sion retirement home.

"I thought I saw one today,
looking at us...

"..but Mother says that
we are not in Krakow any more.

"We are safe here..."

This is England. The war is over.

Right, we found this photograph in
the diary, we've blown it up here.

The girl that wrote the diary is the
eldest in the family, this one,
so she must be Bernadetta.

We know from Viktor that the
Dusniaks came from Krakow
and settled at 134 Chesterhill road.

But my problem is this.

If Bernadetta is a Dusniak,
why did none of the family here

report her missing?
A domestic homicide.

Good night, my princess.

So your theory
is that they killed her?

Let's see if she's related
to David and Simon Dusniak.

Now, we know David lied about
his father being dead.

So, he could be lying
about Bernadetta, yeah?

David... Simon...

Ben Dusniak.

Why did you lie about
your father being dead?

Because he's as good as dead,

he's senile.

I don't see the point
of troubling him with all this.

There's nothing he can tell you.
Let me be the judge of that.

Look, you can't just bring
my uncle here and then accuse...

Yes, we can.

And we can do a whole lot more.

Are you threatening us?
If you don't stop lying,
I'll arrest you for obstruction.

That's not a threat, it's a fact.

Look, he's telling you the truth.

This is a recording I made of my
grandfather. He's talking in German.

I was gonna have it translated...

I don't think we should do that...
his mind is gone.

Take it and listen to it.

You'll see, my uncle is right.

His mind is gone. Are you OK?

Oh, yes, yes.

Thank you.

I'll bring you to him.

I know where he is. What I want...

What I'm really desperate for
is your cooperation. Yes.

Yes, I'm sorry.
This is all so, you know...

But I think that we should
be there when you talk to him.

Good.

He's really very frail.
I understand. I don't want him upset.

It'll be fine.

Grandfather. It's OK, Dad.

This is
Detective Superintendent Boyd,

he wants to have a word with you.

What word? I'd like to talk to you
about the year 1945, if I may. '45?

Yes, a girl was killed in the lane
behind that house you used
to live in in Chesterhill Road.

I don't know if you remember
the incident. What?

Do you know anyone
in this photograph?

No.

Have you seen this before?

My God! Are you mad?
Showing him that? What the hell
are you bringing that here for?

My medication. I'll get the nurse.

In the drawer...
I'll get you some water.

Grandfather!
Don't touch him. Move back.

You were right, it's cyanide...

but the body's been
washed and cleaned.

OK, so why would he do that?

Ah, I might have something for you.

I hate it when you lose a good
witness. I have DNA samples
for David, Simon and Ben Dusniak.

I sampled Marek Dusniak's DNA.
None of them are related to him.

So Marek here is not David's father?

No. And here is where
it gets really confusing.

David is Simon's father,
not his uncle.

Or his father and his uncle.

According to Simon's
birth certificate,
Abigail Dusniak is his mother.

David's sister?

Yes, but...the father is unknown.

Incest, yeah?
Maybe that's what the old man was
trying to stop us from finding out.

What are these numbers?
There's more of them there.

Concentration camp numbers?

No, no. They're military.
They put them there because...

They tended to lose limbs in battle.

Yes, yes, exactly. Um, do you
have a computer that I can use?

Yeah, it's over there.

What are you gonna do?

I also ran all their DNA
against Bernadetta, not related.

She's not a Dusniak? No.

SHE SPEAKS GERMAN

I just want a literal translation,
word for word.

I have no idea what he was on about.

MAREK: Es war nur messungen.

"It was just measurements,
you understand? Measurements."

Acht.

MAREK SPEAKS GERMAN ON TAPE

"The mathematics do not lie.

"They lined up...

"in order to be measured."

'Es war nur mathematik.'
"It was just mathematics."

It was just mathematics.

Martin Heiss.

What?

He's not Marek Dusniak.

He's Martin Heiss, SS.

He worked for Josef Mengele,
as a doctor in the
Kalisz children's camp in Poland.

It was a sorting ground
for the children.

The Germans had a precise set of
measurements for the perfect Aryan.

Those who passed
had a chance at survival.

And those who didn't, many were
sent to Mengele for experiments...

..and ultimately, extermination.

PEOPLE SPEAK GERMAN