RECORDS OFFICE
I want the medical file on a Rolf Gunther Kolb.
Kolb?
Arcadia Clinic - Delmenhorst
When will Inspector Braun be back?
Maybe next week. He's away on a case.
Is there someone who could move in with you for a few days?
There's Peter's mother, but she lives in Ahrensburg.
Anyway, I don't want to upset her.
You really shouldn't be alone, you know?
I could arrange for someone to come and stay with you.
- I don't think I'd like a stranger... - A girl. A policewoman.
You'd feel safe with her.
- Do you really think it's necessary? - If I didn't, I wouldn't suggest it.
I'll get her to you as quickly as possible.
Don't go out more than you have to.
Stay away from the nightclub and keep in close touch with us.
And if you hear from your boyfriend, let us know.
- Name? - Rolf Gunther Kolb.
- SS number? - 6-2-1-8-0-2.
- Rank? - Unterscharführer.
- Unit? - 22nd SS Special Battalion...
...attached to Flossenbürg Concentration Camp.
Tell me, Unterscharführer Kolb, what is an Aryan?
An Aryan is invincible! Nature's chosen ruler!
What is the life expectancy of a concentration camp inmate?
From one day to nine months.
- What was your date of enlistment? - January, 1944.
Who was your commandant at Flossenbürg Concentration Camp?
Major Max Koegel.
- What is the SS motto? - "My honour is loyalty."
- Camp motto? - "There is a road to freedom.
"Its milestones are obedience, hard work, honesty, orderliness...
"... cleanliness, abstinence, truthfulness, readiness...
- "... to sacrifice, love for the Fatherland." - Good, Unterscharführer Kolb.
How can we show a profit margin on a prisoner's death?
By commercial utilization of the corpse.
Gold fillings, clothing, hair.
But every corpse means the loss of two marks...
...due to the cost of cremation.
If make-up will be detected, we can't have make-up.
- But we've got to age him ten years. - Peter, please come into the light.
You see, he has that young face, young skin.
Well, no make-up, but I can do something around the eyes.
- I'm sorry, but as I told you... - The moustache is good.
Kolb was tattooed with an SS blood group...
...and he would have had it removed if he was on the run...
...so you must have the scar.
- I understand. - Oster, we'll do it now.
Take off your jacket.
Put up your arm.
Close your fist and grip as tightly as you can.
The first thing they look for is the scar.
Exactly as I did it.
Why do I have to learn this so precisely?
Kolb hasn't been in the SS for over 20 years!
He's a baker now, not a soldier.
Pick up that gun.
He's a 40-year-old man recovering from a tumour.
This is crazy! I'm finished with this. I'm tired.
What I am trying to teach you may save your life.
Pick up that gun.
I need two more weeks.
- He's not ready. - We don't have any more time.
- He's ready. - But, David...
- May I come in? - Here's our new man.
- How does it feel? - Frightening.
- This is it. - Prosit!
So now, here's some money.
Driving licence and the watch you asked for.
This is a letter written by your employer Eberhardt...
...at the bakery, on his own stationery.
He's away on holiday for three weeks and they can't contact him.
So, that's what you've got.
Three weeks.
You know your contact in Munich, but Ackermann is shrewd.
Remember the Iron Cross and don't forget to pick up the dagger.
- May I help you? - I see you sell war decorations.
I'm interested in an Iron Cross, Second Class. An original.
For a souvenir?
For my collection.
Second Class.
There's no swastika in the centre.
They are the only ones we are allowed to sell.
Except to friends, Herr Ackermann.
I was asked to give you this.
One moment, please.
American tourists buy them for paper knives.
I think perhaps I can help you. Would you come in?
Yes?
My name is Kolb.
Please, come in.
Describe your uniform, Kolb.
Grey-green tunic and breeches.
- Jack boots, black leather belt. - 22nd Battalion?
Yes, sir. Attached to Flossenbürg Concentration Camp.
Remain at attention, Kolb.
This letter says you have been in hospital.
I had a stomach tumour, sir.
Go on.
I was having tests and this ward orderly kept staring at me.
I knew his face.
I remembered he had been a prisoner at Flossenbürg.
Well?
He was one of the Jews we'd instructed to burn the bodies of...
...Admiral Canaris and the others...
...we'd shot for their attempted assassination of the Führer.
You were one of those who executed Canaris?
I commanded the firing squad, sir.
Then the orderly saw this, my SS blood group letter.
I've since had it burnt off.
Let me see.
I didn't take any precaution about it because I didn't think...
...anyone would be interested in a sergeant.
Now they're talking about Canaris and the others...
...as though they were heroes.
- They were traitors, all of them, swine. - That's enough!
At which hospital were you?
Bremen General, sir.
Ward?
Princess Louise.
This orderly, what was his name?
Hartstein.
I was at Flossenbürg several times.
I knew it quite well.
I don't remember you, sir.
No.
You seem nervous.
Are you nervous?
I've been worried these past weeks.
All right. Then what happened?
I was transferred to a convalescent home.
Which one?
Arcadia Clinic at Delmenhorst.
Then I received an anonymous phone call...
...very official sounding...
...warning that this Jew had informed the Attorney General's office who I was.
- I had to disappear. - Your employer Eberhardt?
He came to visit me at the nursing home.
When I told him what had happened he offered to help.
- He gave me that letter. - Why didn't he contact us himself?
Maybe he didn't want to use the phone in a matter like this.
He was going away on his annual holiday.
Yes, we checked.
A cruise to the West Indies is very pleasant this time of year.
Yes, sir.
I want these telephone numbers.
Put your jacket on.
Bad luck, wasn't it?
I'm sorry, sir?
16,000 inmates at Flossenbürg.
Only 700 survived.
You have to be spotted by one of them.
Yes, sir. It was bad luck.
Unterscharführer Kolb, turn round and face me!
Did you receive your dagger?
Yes, sir. From Major Max Koegel.
There is an inscription on the blade.
"Blood and honour," sir.
Tell me, what were the amenities like at Flossenbürg?
- Amenities, sir? - Accommodation.
Two barracks, a gymnasium, a garrison shop, a whorehouse...
Which everyone shared?
No, sir. Officers had their own.
When you looked up from anywhere in the camp, what did you see?
The sky.
Don't be stupid!
When we looked up?
You mean the ruined castle on top of the hill, where we kept the dogs?
Come and sit down.
Bremen General?
Princess Louise ward, please.
This is the Department of Social Security, Pensions Section.
I want to confirm that you have a ward orderly...
...on your staff by the name of Hartstein.
Yes, we have a Jacob Hartstein.
Thank you.
Would you please transfer me to the Registrar's office?
Yes, Rolf Gunther Kolb.
His tumour responded to treatment.
He was transferred to a convalescent clinic.
Could you tell me which one?
Of course. Arcadia Clinic in Delmenhorst.
Thank you.
Arcadia Clinic.
Kolb?
Oh, yes, one moment, please.
- Is there any trouble, sir? - We'll soon find out.
Hello, this is Dr. Reitlinger here. Can I help you?
I am inquiring about a patient called Gunther Kolb.
Is he still with you?
He discharged himself last week.
He was very much better.
It was a pleasure. Goodbye.
Your tumour seems to have improved.
I don't have much pain now, sir.
You'll need a new identity.
And a new passport.
I'm sending you to one of our people in Bayreuth.
His name is Klaus Wenzer.
He's a specialist at this kind of thing.
Probably the best.
After he's fixed you up with documents...
...he'll pass you on to someone who'll tell you what to do next.
Take Herr Kolb to the station and see he gets the train to Bayreuth.
- We'll buy your ticket for you. - You've been very kind, sir.
Don't worry, Kolb. One day we'll ask you to help us.
- We must help each other, mustn't we? - Yes, sir.
The Bayreuth train leaves in half an hour from platform three.
- I'll wait with you. - Please, don't bother. I can manage.
Thank you.
Yes?
Sigi?
- Is that Peter? - Who is this?
One moment, I'll get her.
Sigi, it's Peter on the phone.
- Why didn't you call me? - That's what I am doing.
- Peter? - Sigi?
- Peter! - Sigi, is that you?
Of course it's me. Where are you? It's a terrible connection.
I'm fine. It's wonderful to hear your voice.
Who was that girl?
Listen, I was attacked in the Elbe tunnel and I went to the police.
I can't hear you.
- Are you all right? - No, I'm not all right.
I'm angry and frightened and I want you to come home.
- Where are you? - I'm at Munich Station.
I've a few more things to do, but it won't take long.
What are you doing at Munich Station?
- I want you to come home. - Sigi, who was that girl?
I can't hear you.
- Peter! - I have to go now.
Sigi, I love you.
Are you certain this girl got it right?
From Munich Station an hour ago?
That's very helpful. Thank you.
Yes?
This is Werner. We have a problem and I need your help.
We are looking for someone called Miller, Peter Miller.
He was at Munich Station about an hour ago...
...making a telephone call to Hamburg.
Just a moment.
Fredrich?
Yes, sir?
You said Herr Kolb made a telephone call from the station?
Yes, Herr Bayer, just before he got on the train.
- Excuse me, Herr Wenzer? - Yes?
Rolf Gunther Kolb.
Yes, I've been expecting you, Herr Kolb.
They just telephoned me to tell me you were coming.
But I didn't expect you to be here quite so soon.
- You don't like to read the letter? - Of course. The letter.
Come into the office.
- How long have you been here? - I came directly from the station.
Good. Do you have a driving licence?
I'm sorry, I should offer you a cigarette, but I don't smoke.
I think smoking is very bad for the health...
...so I don't smoke and I don't drink. - I don't smoke either.
No, no, of course not.
I shall have to keep this.
Excuse me, please.
Please, make yourself at home.
It's my mother. She's very ill.
She should be in the hospital, but you know what they're like.
- They can't give the attention like I can. - No, of course not.
We've always been very close, Mother and I.
How long will it take for the documents?
It depends. First of all I need photographs.
- The man I use is away for the weekend. - It is urgent.
Yes, naturally.
But there are also various technical preparations.
No, you must stay at the hotel until Monday.
The Excelsior, it's not very far from here.
It's nothing much, but it is comfortable and you will be safe there.
- You must be patient. - You do all your printing here?
- Here, yes, all here. - When shall I see you again?
On Monday morning at 10:00.
Perhaps we could meet over the weekend.
- Discuss old times. - I'm sorry.
It's very difficult with Mother.
I'm sure you understand.
It's just 300 metres down the road to your left.
Until Monday, 10:00.
- Has he gone? - Yes, Mother. He's gone.
One of these days, they will do to you...
...what they did to your father.
It wasn't them, Mother.
They killed him when he was no longer any use to them.
They killed him.
- Father died in a car accident. - And they will do it to you.
You know too much. Just like him.
Do you still do what I told you?
Yes, Mother. Always.
And I wouldn't hesitate to make use of it if there was any trouble.
So do stop worrying.
- Hello? - Kolb?
This is Wenzer.
I've managed to get hold of the photographer.
He can be here in an hour and take your picture tonight.
Tonight?
After all, you said it was urgent and I've gone to a lot of trouble.
It's after 12:00.
We are lucky, he is not leaving until tomorrow morning.
He's on his way here now. I really think you should come.
All right, I'll be there.
Good. Then I'll see you in an hour.
What happens now?
I don't want you here when he comes.
- But I can't leave Mother. - I'll look after Mother.
I'm very good with the sick.
- Come back in the morning. - Why can't I stay in the house?
There might be a little blood.
What if something should happen to her while I'm away?
Don't argue, Wenzer.
All right.
I'll just go up and see her to tell her not to worry.
You've got 15 minutes.
Excuse me?
I'd like to make a phone call.
May I have the phone book, please?
- Local or national? - Local.
Turn out the light.
Leave the door open.
Thank you.
"Hail Mary, the Lord is with you. Blessed art thou among women...
"... and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
"Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners...
"... now and at the hour of our death..."
Who is that?
Father, a Mass must be said for my boy.
They killed Viktor and now they're going to kill my Klaus.
I know it, Father.
Who is going to kill Klaus?
The Odessa.
- Where is Klaus? - Hiding. Hiding from them.
- Where? - He wouldn't leave me. He will come back.
If they threaten him, he will use the file.
What file?
In the safe. I told him, for protection.
- Klaus will need the file. - Yes, yes.
- They won't harm him then. - I can take the file with me.
Klaus needs protection.
What's the number to the safe?
Tell me. I'll get the file.
- The telephone... - No, not the telephone.
The safe.
Last four numbers telephone...
NEW IDENTITY: HANS JOSEF KIEFEL
- Hello? - Sigi, listen, don't ask any questions.
I want you to do something for me. Something very important.
But you mustn't tell anybody, do you understand?
Not Mother, not anyone.
Yes, I understand.
Yes, I shall look forward to it.
We'll have a lovely day together.
You should have let me answer. Who was it?
Only Peter's mother. She's coming up to see us next Thursday.
Sigi, what do you think you're doing?
Open this door!
This is one of fifty.
- And I have them all. - How did you get them?
Wenzer didn't trust his comrades.
He kept the file for protection, to use if they ever turned against him.
Yes, and where's the rest of the file?
I have it safe somewhere.
If I gave it to you now, you wouldn't need me anymore...
...and you might go after Roschmann by yourselves.
It was our agreement that I would deal with Roschmann on my own.
Yes, and if you fail?
That's taken care of.
If anything happens to me, you'll get the file.
But if you are not going to give it to us now, why have you come here?
I want my car, my own clothes, 1,000 marks for expenses.
And I want Tauber's diary back.
Who's there?
It's me, Sigi.
Is there anyone with you?
Only the porter. Open the door.
Thank you.
Perhaps you had better unpack your things.
Yes, I'll do that.
Well, now you know everything.
Everything, I promise.
Why couldn't you have told me in the first place?
Why couldn't you have trusted me?
I wish I had.
What time is it?
It's late. I have to go now.
So soon?
The official opening of the Kiefel Electric Trade Fair...
...is at 10:00.
- Peter, I'm scared. - Don't worry.
Just listen carefully.
If I'm not back by tomorrow morning...
...if for some reason I'm delayed...
...I want you to take a train to Munich.
Here's a key to one of the lockers at the station.
There's a number on it.
In the locker you'll find the file.
I want you to go straight to Vienna and give it to Simon Wiesenthal.
Here's a letter for him. The address is on the envelope.
Also there's some money.
Don't look so anxious. It's just a precaution.
On behalf of Kiefel Electric, Hans Josef Kiefel welcomes you...
...our special guests and members of the press, to a demonstration...
...of our advanced electronic equipment.
First we are proud to welcome our distinguished guests of honour...
...who will declare this trade fair open.
Raimond, if Herr Deilman arrives, send him up immediately.
Very well.
Put the phone down!
Step away from the desk!
Further.
All right. There.
Yes, the police are outside, but don't try to call them.
I have no intention of calling them.
What do you want?
My name is Peter Miller, and yours is Eduard Roschmann.
Close the curtains.
Now the others.
You got that limp escaping from the British in 1947, didn't you, Roschmann?
When you jumped from the train.
I don't really know what you're talking about.
I am Hans Josef Kiefel, and who was the man...
Riga, I'm talking about Riga...
...where you were responsible for the murder...
...of 80,000 men, women and children, Herr Commandant!
Do you mind if I smoke?
Please, don't make the mistake of not taking me seriously, Roschmann.
I do take you seriously.
There were never 80,000 disposed of at Riga.
Not even 70,000.
70,000,60,000. Does it really matter how many you killed?
Move away from there.
That's just the point.
It doesn't matter. Not now. Not then.
Look, young man, I don't know why you've come after me, but I can guess.
Someone has been filling your head...
...with a lot of sentimental claptrap about so-called war crimes and such.
That's all nonsense, absolute nonsense. How old are you?
Have you done your military service?
You must have.
You know what the army's like?
A soldier is given orders. He obeys those orders.
He doesn't ask if they are right or wrong.
You know that as well as I do. All I did was to obey my orders.
Don't compare yourself with a soldier. You were an executioner.
To put it more plainly, a mass-murderer, a butcher!
- Don't call me a butcher! - Don't compare yourself with a soldier.
How dare you call me a butcher!
I was a soldier. We all were. Just like the rest.
You young Germans don't realize, don't want to understand, what it was like.
So tell me. I'm interested in your point of view.
- You are interested? - What was it like?
What was it like?
It was like ruling the world.
Because we did rule the world, we Germans.
We had beaten every army they could throw at us.
For years they'd looked down on us, and we showed them...
...yes, all of them, that we were a great people...
...and we still are a great people!
And we of the SS were the elite.
Of course, they hunt us down now.
First the Allies and now the wishy-washy old women of Bonn.
They want to crush us, they want to crush the greatness of Germany...
...which we represented and still do. That's why they divided the country.
You youngsters today...
...don't realize what it means to be proud of being a German.
You don't speak for Germany, not anymore.
No? Look around you at today's youth.
Strong and healthy. Virile. A new generation.
And who created this new generation?
We did, by weeding out the sickly and the inferior.
Look at yourself.
Strong and healthy. Virile. Blonde, blue-eyed.
That's what we were working for.
And we succeeded!
You shouldn't be critical of us. You should be grateful.
Sit down in the chair.
You can point that gun at me, but we're really on the same side.
Same destiny. Same people.
Why should it matter to you what happened to a few miserable Jews?
Put your gun away, young man, and go home.
I said, "Sit down."
Put your hands on the armrests.
Look, Germany was crushed to pieces in 1945.
And now we are rising again. Slowly and surely.
And what brings all this about?
Discipline! Discipline and management.
Harsh discipline and harsh management, the harsher the better.
You see all this?
The house, the estate, Kiefel Electric...
...churning out power and strength each day.
My factory and hundreds of others like it. Who do you think did all this?
We did! You should be more practical, young man.
You should be more realistic.
You should acknowledge the facts of today.
Whatever prosperity there is in Germany today...
...has to do with millions who work hard and never murdered anyone in their lives.
That's nonsense, absolute nonsense!
Do you remember a man with the name of Tauber?
- Who? - Salomon Tauber.
He was German and Jewish.
One of your prisoners at Riga. Try to think, Roschmann.
I can't remember all the prisoners' names.
He died in Hamburg last November.
He gassed himself. Are you listening?
If I must.
Yes, you must.
All right, I'm listening.
- He left behind a diary. - Is that why you came?
Because of the diary of some old Jew?
A dead man's diary is no evidence.
There was a date in the diary I want to remind you of.
Something that happened at Riga docks...
...on October 11,1944.
So what? The man struck me.
He disobeyed my orders.
I had the right to commandeer that ship.
Was that the man you killed?
- How should I know? It was 20 years ago. - Was that the man?
All right! So that was the man. So what?
That was my father.
Your father.
So you didn't come about the Jews at all.
I understand.
No, you don't understand!
What you and your kind did to all those people...
...sickened the whole of mankind.
- But I'm here for my father. - But how could you know?
How could you possibly know from that diary...
...that man was your father?
October 11, the same date, the same place.
The Knights Cross with the oak leaf cluster...
...the highest award for bravery in the field. Given to very few of the rank of captain.
The same rank, the same decoration, the same man!
I don't even remember.
You're not going to kill me. You can't.
You called me a butcher.
Wouldn't killing me make you a butcher, too?
What's the difference?
I wouldn't be killing a man.
- I'd be killing a... - Look, I was only Commandant...
...until November '43. Then another man came.
Krause. He took over, Kurt Krause.
- He did all the killing. It wasn't me! - I know what you are, Roschmann.
Look, I agree with you. That was horrible, but...
...I didn't do it, I couldn't even shoot straight.
If you kill me, you'd be killing the wrong man.
You're disgusting.
But I tell you, it was Krause!
You can tell that to the German people, Roschmann.
- I will tell them. - You're not even worth a bullet.
I even have evidence to prove what I say, a woman wrote to me from New York.
I was only in charge there 11 months, not one hanging or shooting at that time.
But why?
I was held in custody for three weeks and then released.
I was confused that no serious charge was ever brought against me.
I didn't know how much had happened during the time I was detained.
As a result of Wenzer's meticulously accurate record of the Odessa...
...immediate action was taken to bring many Nazi war criminals to justice.
In the first week of February, 1964...
...the research laboratories at Kiefel Electric were burned to the ground.
Arson was suspected, though it was never proved.
But Nasser's rockets of Helwan never flew.
Finally, in the spring, old Marx found himself...
...in the Hall of Remembrance in Jerusalem, saying a prayer...
...for the soul of his good friend, Salomon Tauber.
I bear no hatred nor bitterness towards the German people.
Peoples are not evil. Only individuals are evil.
If, after my death, this diary should be found and read...
...will some kind friend please say Kaddish for me?