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1941, '42, '43, was another time, Mr. Stone.

In Germany, we lived with fear.

We slept with it.

And, camera two.

You see today, it is difficult for anyone, but especially

for the young people who have known no other life to imagine

what Hitler's Germany was like for a teenager who

happened to be Jewish.

Ready three.

I was one of only 7 survivors of a transport

of 1,000 people of about my age, who entered Auschwitz with me.

God.

Three.

This is Speak to the Nation, and I'm Jed stone.

We are talking today with Everett Soloman.

Hey, Mark, listen to this.

Philanthropist, industrialist, individualist,

world leader and thinker, and spokesman

for international peace.

Mr. Soloman, what are your feelings concerning

the rise of neo-Nazi cultism?

The world has always mirrored its own history.

It isn't surprising that the mirror some of these people

hold up to themselves is Nazi Germany.

- People like Gary Yarbrough. - Mark?

Hm? What?

I want you to listen to this.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Boy, this being a paramedic is tough.

We made three calls, saved two lives.

I mean, I'm only human.

I get tired.

Just listen, OK?

Talk show host who used his program as a forum.

He once told a "Seattle Times" reporter

of teaching his daughter, his three-year-old daughter,

how to kill Jews.

He said someday she'll be a fine marksman firing bullets

into the heads of kikes.

What does the name Jan Baldt mean to you?

Yes, Jan Baldt, self-styled terrorist.

Hey, Mom, Mom, they're talking about Dad on TV.

And even those people didn't like him.

Today, he's surrounded himself with thugs.

You've met him?

Never.

Met many like him.

They speak for God.

They pick out a group and they say these people are no good.

They are inferior.

Get rid of them.

Only they know.

No one else knows.

The true fanatic.

Dirty Jew.

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[glass breaking]

Joseph, don't go out.

Joseph!

Atlas?

Atlas!

Atlas!

Oh, no.

Atlas.

Joseph?

Joseph!

Atlas, they cut his throat.

It continues after all these years.

The hate continues.

Pop?

Poppa?

It's all right.

I'm going to make a call, all right?

Joseph, it's all--

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No. No.

No hospital.

Dad, you have at least got to go in and--

No. No.

What are they going to tell me?

I need a new heart.

In '43 I was an experiment.

Since then, I've needed a new heart, but I'm here.

I saw my father led away to the ovens.

The last thing he said to me was live.

I'm here.

I'm here.

Mr. Soloman, you should be kept under observation.

I said no hospital.

All right, then at least let us watch you here, just

to keep an eye on you in case.

That's why a man has a son.

He's very capable, I assure you.

A three day high level peace conference here.

I have to be here.

I'm the voice of moderation, too many old fighters

ready to draw their weapons.

Everything is a plot, a comic book mentality.

No, no, my friend, the world is not

an old Western street with a shootout at high noon

that will answer all questions.

No.

I have to remind them.

They occasionally listen to me.

And this time you should listen to me.

You have to be under observation.

You have a place here you can put us up?

It's not necessary.

Dad, come on, you won't go to the hospital, you

won't let me call the police.

Oh, that's all we need, an armed camp.

We'll be OK.

Look, then at least let these men keep an eye on you, OK?

Please?

All right.

All right.

We have a gardener's cottage.

That would be fine.

Mr. Soloman, why don't you take a little more of this?

I'll take three.

I'll stay with these.

OK.

I'll raise you two.

Damn dog, can't hardly hold these cards.

You did good, Cal.

I thought it'd be on TV.

That Jew's got a rep.

What do you got, all hearts?

Oh, we'll get on TV, all right.

The whole country is going to be watching our rally.

I never thought we'd get a permit.

This is a democracy, isn't it?

We're even going to have special police protection.

Jan?

Jan?

Just a minute.

What do you want?

Rolf should be upstairs, honey.

He's got homework to do.

He'll be up when he's done.

Done what?

Cleaning guns.

Jan, I don't like him down here.

He's too young.

Too young for what, to know the truth?

To know that we're in a fight for our very lives?

He's only a boy.

That's why he should be down there with us

now, so that he knows who the enemy is.

So when he grows up, he'll be fighting

right alongside with us.

Why do you keep talking about fighting all the time?

How can you fight with a handful of men?

Hitler started with less.

Sometimes you scare me.

Sometimes I scare a lot of people.

But that's OK.

This country's going straight to hell, May.

There's a lot of Godless people out there, inside

our government, eating it away.

I'm going to put a stop to it.

You'll see.

So he'll come up when he's done, OK?

OK.

I would just like to know who did it.

Look, it could have been anybody.

Just don't get involved.

It's his locker, Lubin.

He is involved.

In Germany, the Jews didn't want to get involved.

They didn't want to make trouble.

They were rounded up without trouble

and went to the death camps.

Look, Joe, they're just baiting on you

because your dad was on TV.

You don't have to do anything.

You do what you want.

I'm going to that rally tomorrow.

You're asking for trouble.

I'm a Jew.

A Jew has to be used to trouble.

No, I think Arthur's right.

What are you going to gain?

You're starting to sound like your father.

What do you mean?

Soft, that's what I mean.

There's one way to stop these Nazis

and that's to get rid of them.

An eye for an eye.

No.

No, that is their way, not ours.

We have minds and we've got to use them.

We've got to learn to live together and stop the hate.

Sounds like one of your father's speeches.

So what if it is?

I thought your father was at Auschwitz?

He was.

Then he's got a short memory.

Like I said, I'm going to that rally.

So all my life, my father's been training me

for a life of diplomacy.

Blintzes. - Thank you.

- Here you go. - I'm ready.

Sour cream and strawberry preserves.

Be liberal.

How do you feel about it, about following

your father's footsteps?

I don't know.

It's just always been expected.

I am to be the bearer of the torch.

I walked through those halls today just looking at faces,

wondering if it was him or him.

If it was somebody that pretends to be my friend.

God, why so much hate?

Did you tell your father what happened in school?

No.

He's got this three day marathon session starting tomorrow,

and he's the reason everybody's coming.

How can I burden him with that?

Joseph, that line in the note on the brick, the day

of the rope.

What does it mean?

It comes from this wild novel.

It's called "The Turner Diaries."

You should read it.

It's this crazy, outrageous fiction.

Never heard of it.

It was written by a white supremacist.

It's a blueprint for a takeover of the United States

using murder, robbery, counterfeiting to disrupt

the system, and ending with the day

of the rope, when all minority groups will be wiped out.

Latinos, blacks, and Jews.

I mean, man, this insanity is actually used as a Bible

by most neo-Nazis.

A friend of mine is going to the rally tomorrow,

and he wants me to go with them to stand up to them.

Now, wait a minute, after what happened the other night,

I think you'd be best off just steering clear of that.

I guess you're right.

Well, hey, come on, let's eat these blintzes

while they're still hot.

Joseph, off to school?

Yeah.

I just wish I didn't have to go.

You've heard my speeches.

You have much more to learn at school.

I know.

What's wrong?

It's nothing, Dad.

Nothing, Dad, with a voice that says plenty.

What is it?

What is it?

It's Paul Hiller.

Oh, Paul, your friend.

Oh, the fighter, the critic.

What now?

Dad, he says that you're soft, that you've

forgotten what it was like.

He said that?

Yeah.

After all he's been through?

I know.

Oh, it's stupid to let it bother me.

I understand.

Better than you know.

He thinks I take the easy way.

Do you think I could ever forget what it was like?

No, sir.

Never.

There isn't a moment that it isn't with me, not a moment.

The day the Nazis took my father and mother to the truck,

they said the women were going to work at the mill.

My father kissed my mother, she got on the truck,

and they closed the doors.

The SS officer in charge then told the waiting husbands

to take a hose connected from the exhaust pipe

to an opening in the rear of the truck.

Of course, your grandfather and all the other prisoners

refused.

Then the officer said, if they don't, they will kill

all of them and their children.

And so they connected the hose.

My father had to stand by the truck

until the screaming stopped.

So you see, what I do is not easy, but I must do it.

Now go and learn something.

OK, I'll circulate in the crowd, start your applause,

and keep your eye open.

Don't you worry none.

You-- you just give them hell.

And, Cal, be cool.

You are going to be on TV.

Yeah, right.

Hey, Rolf, what do you think of your daddy?

Well, he's going to be an important man after today.

Right, Dad?

Gentlemen, today we take a meat ax to the system.

Rolf, I love the way your daddy talks.

Yee hee.

Well, the conference started.

Just hope everything's all right?

You look nervous.

What's the matter?

The boss tell you something?

No.

No.

It's just a feeling I've got, that's all.

See all the stretch limos out there?

Must be 20 of them.

They're parked all over the place.

Big day.

What is it anyhow?

Some kind of think tank?

I don't understand.

Who's here?

They politicians or what?

Intellectuals, educators, people

gathering to try to find answers to impossible questions.

They all come to his home, no flags, no fanfare.

I mean, one minute nobody's here, the next minute.

Boy, he must be quite a guy.

How's he look?

Pale.

He stayed up all night working on his speech.

I'm amazed he's still around after all

the stuff he's been through.

He won't let himself die.

Now as long as men are still wearing swastikas on their arm.

I'm going to the rally.

I want you to go with me.

Hiller, I've got to get home.

They're recruiting at your school.

There was a star on your locker.

You can't let it ride.

Did you read the newspaper last night?

I cut this out.

I want you to hear it.

It was written by a German pastor in Berlin in the 1930s.

They came first for the communists,

and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a communist.

They came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up

because I wasn't a Jew.

Then they came for the trade unionists,

and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Catholics,

and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant.

Then they came for me, and by that time,

no one was left to speak up.

We have to go, Joe.

Great events occur because many small events occur.

The hate spreaders reject this view of life.

They simplify everything.

They will always find some group responsible for every tragedy.

Why?

Why?

Because if you can blame someone,

you can make yourself a leader who will avenge the wrong.

So they fan the flames of hatred until the people

no longer use reason.

They think of only one thing, destroy that group.

The enemy, blacks, Jews, Chicanos.

We will no longer tolerate government by the minority

for the majority.

There is no way a free society can

evolve peacefully from a society that

succumbs to Jewish corruption.

We do not pay taxes to support our government.

No.

We pay them to support Israel.

Think about that.

The Jew, he is smart.

He hides behind politicians with names like Smith, like Jones,

but the money for their campaigns

comes from men with names like Goldberg and Cohen.

We will not, we must not, we cannot let this continue.

Hey, Mark, have you seen Joseph?

No.

He's not up in his room.

He should have been home from school by now.

You don't think he changed his mind about going to that rally,

do you?

Let's find out.

We can never forget the horrors that took place,

but if we are to go on, we must somehow learn to live together

in this world in peace.

We must destroy the myth of the Holocaust, which,

of course, never happened.

A myth cultivated by the Jew to gain pity for himself.

Liar!

Liar!

(CHANTING) Liar!

Liar!

Liar!

Liar!

Liar!

Liar!

Liar!

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[applause]

[screaming]

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Joseph Soloman's life ended here in a pool of blood

just a few blocks from his home.

The same home where his father Everett

Soloman was delivering a speech on world peace as his son

lay dying.

This is Ed Gaines reporting.

We've done it.

That is national news.

We are big time.

I didn't feel nothing except good.

You sure shut that kid up.

That ought to throw the fear of God into the rest of them.

Hey, hey, come over here.

Upon hearing of the shooting of his son,

Everett Soloman collapsed and was rushed to the hospital.

Mr. Soloman, a widower, has been in poor health

for some years, the result of time spent in a concentration

camp in Nazi Germany.

His condition was listed as critical.

Hey, Rolf, where's your dad?

Upstairs.

Go tell him it looks like we killed

two birds with one stone.

OK.

Go ahead.

To the Order.

To the Order.

We're keeping this to celebrate,

well, tonight's the night.

I can't believe it.

We finally got the old man.

Here we go, May.

Come on, I want to make a toast.

What the hell is wrong with you?

He was a boy.

He was a Jew boy, and his father was a kike.

I don't care.

Cal murdered him.

He's the enemy.

Did you see your son tonight when he ran in here to tell you

that boy's father was dying?

He was thrilled.

He should be.

A 12-year-old boy happy because two

people are dead instead of one?

What kind of man is he going to grow up to be?

Maybe a great man.

Maybe the kind of man that will continue

on the most important mission in the history of the world.

A mission from God.

From God?

Yes, God himself.

To purify this country, May.

To keep it safe at long last from the powers of Satan.

Yeah.

I won't say anything to Rolf about this,

because he'll hate you for it.

God, why am I here?

If only you'd given me a sign, I could have done something.

Hasn't Everett Soloman suffered enough in his life?

God, if I ever a man deserved better,

this surely must be the man.

Why?

Why?

All right, let's put it down right here.

Wait till you see these, son.

I can't wait.

And there's more coming.

Look at that.

See what a little press can do, Cal?

Do I ever.

Wow, look at that.

You could sure quite a crowd with that.

Where'd you get these, Dad?

From our friends, from friends of our cause, boy.

Can I hold it?

Sure.

Man, look at it, Dad.

Rambo.

Cal, we got momentum now.

I want to keep this thing going.

I don't want them Jews getting any sympathy

because of that kid.

Not much you can do about that.

Yes there is.

We can call some police agencies, federal agencies,

and tell them who killed that kid.

What?

Yeah, we'll tell him it was the GDL or another Jew group.

Well, who's going to believe that?

I mean, what reason would they have?

A very good one.

They killed the kid and blamed it on anti-Semites to further

their own cause for sympathy.

It's no different than blaming Hitler for killing

the Jews during World War II.

We notify the press, they check with the federal agencies,

they can't deny the calls, they won't.

And you think people will believe it?

Well, hell, yes.

Everyone knows how cunning Jews are.

Think about it.

Imagine, they killed one of their own

to further their own cause.

Oh, what a story. What press.

What do you think?

I think you think like a Jew.

Don't you ever say that?

Jan, I didn't mean nothing.

Don't you ever say that.

Hey, I won't, man.

I'm sorry.

Hey, Dad?

Yes, boy.

Where's the--

In local news, Jan Baldt, who was shot at his home

last night, has been rushed to the hospital.

The leader of the--

Hey, Jonathan, listen to this.

Organization calling itself the order

lies near death only two floors below the room

where Everett Soloman fights for his own life.

He's being kept alive by life support systems,

but hospital reports list him as being brain dead.

The circumstances of the shooting

are still unclear at the moment.

A pro-Israeli task force at first was blamed,

but now police reports suggest that Baldt was accidentally

shot by his son Rolf--

God, his own son?

Rally held yesterday by his organization.

Jonathan?

Police were notified by the wife

of the victim, who remains under house

arrest for her own protection.

Won't come out.

Just won't come out.

JONATHAN: Hello.

May.

How'd you get in here?

There are police upstairs.

I know.

It's all right.

I wanted to talk to you.

It was an accident.

Rolf didn't mean it.

He loved his daddy.

This stain will not come out.

He was a good father.

He was loving and gentle.

He just wanted to make everything better, safer.

This country is going to hell, and he just wanted to save it.

Save it.

When did he start to change, May?

Change?

From the loving, caring father,

when did he start to change?

I don't know really.

After he lost his job at the plant, he came home,

he said he got fired because of some Jew auditor.

That's what he said.

After that, he blamed the Jews for everything.

War, jobs, hunger.

It was always the Jews, the Jews.

I tried to laugh it off, but then ad Rolf

started growing up, he began filling

his head with the same things.

It was hate, just hate.

That's why he's dead.

That's what killed him.

The father of the boy who was shot is fighting for his life.

I know, I heard it on TV.

Cal killed him.

I told the police.

Everett Soloman needs a new heart, May.

But he needs a donor, a donor with a strong heart.

God, but my Jan was a physical specimen.

He was.

He was always working out.

His weights are still in the closet.

I loved to hear his heart beating after he worked out.

It would just go bang bang bang.

Jan, Jan, Jan.

It's still beating, May.

Jan's heart's still beating.

It could save that old man's life.

What?

You mean Jan's heart?

That's right.

But only you can make it happen.

Jan's heart in the old Jew.

All the bad things they'll say about him, bound to.

This might make a difference.

They'd have to say that it was his heart

that saved the old man.

They'd have to say that.

OK.

You go on.

You take his heart.

It was a good heart.

You hear his wife talking now.

A very good heart and a strong and healthy one, too.

Thank you, May.

Mr. Soloman?

How are you feeling, sir?

Impotent.

They don't allow me to hear a radio or TV.

The latest rumor is that Baldt was shot by his son

accidentally.

Shot accidentally.

That's true.

Justice has not been meted out.

Why?

The man was an animal.

He needed to be shot.

But he was shot, sir.

Accidentally.

There's no solace in that.

Vengeance, I need my vengeance.

Well, vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord.

You don't understand.

You don't know.

Your son was not murdered.

Excuse me, Mr. Soloman.

Look, I'm really sorry about this,

honestly I am, but can you talk.

Max Billings, Journal.

All right, let's go.

No, wait, please.

I can really use a quote from you.

Not now, Mr. Billings.

What about the fact that they gave you Jan Baldt's heart?

What?

Jan Baldt, the Nazi.

How does it feel knowing that his heart

beats inside your body?

No.

No.

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No.

After a series of bizarre events in which the heart

of a neo-Nazi leader, who must bear most of the responsibility

for the death of a young Jewish high school student,

has been transplanted into the chest of that boy's father.

The man, philanthropist Everett Soloman

accidentally learned whose heart he had received.

Since that time, his condition has deteriorated rapidly.

Doctors now have given up hope of survival.

Jonathan, I understand how you feel, but what can you do?

I mean, after everything that man has been through,

I mean, you can't blame him for giving up.

Oh, yes, I can, Mark.

It's because of all he's been through that I can blame him.

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Everett?

Everett Soloman?

Leave me alone.

Let me die.

After all you've been through, you give up now?

I am not giving up.

I'm having my vengeance.

The heart of my son's murderer will stop beating.

I will see to it.

You call that vengeance, giving

them two lives instead of one?

Yes.

Yes.

He silenced my boy's heart, now I will silence his.

You sound like Jan Baldt talking.

You dare say that to me?

You dare compare me with that Nazi swine?

You're speaking from hate.

You're allowing the same kind of hate that destroy

Jan Baldt to destroy you.

I spent--

I spent three years in a death camp.

And lived.

And now you have to try to live again.

Your father's last words, his last hope was with you.

He needed your life to validate his then.

The whole world needs your life now.

Don't you see, Everett, your life

is the Nazi's greatest defeat.

After everything they did to you, you rise and you go on.

Alive, you're a symbol of hope, of courage.

Live for all those that died at their hands.

Live for your father and your mother.

And live for your son.

I haven't the strength.

Then find it.

Find the strength.

Pray for it, Everett.

Pray for it.

I can't.

Jonathan, I can't.

I can't.

I can't.

You must live.

You promised me.

Papa.

Grandfather's right.

You can't let them win.

You must fight.

You must carry the torch for all of us now.

Don't let them win, my son.

Don't let the world ever forget.

Fight, my son.

Fight.

Fight.

Fight.

Please, Mr. Soloman, how are you feeling?

How should I feel?

It's a beautiful morning.

Can you say a few words to our listeners?

I speak to you today for my father, my mother,

and my son, who can no longer speak

for themselves, but through me.

I speak to you today with gratefulness to my doctors,

to my God, to my friends.

I speak to you today with a new passion

for life and new conviction.

We must all fight against hatred and prejudice in this world.

We must never give up until all men can

live without fear in peace, regardless

of his religion or his race.

We can accomplish this lofty goal,

not through vengeance, but through understanding,

through reasoning and goodwill.

I speak to you today from my heart.

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