Fade in on:
Ext.  GLORIA's house -day
It's an ordinary-looking suburban house.  Three cars are parked in the driveway.  A child's bicycle rests on the lawn.
Gloria (o.c.)
He's supposed be here by now.  He said the shop opened at eleven.
KEVIN (o.C.)
That shop's over an hour away, Gloria--
Int. Kitchen.
GLORIA (33) pours herself a cup of coffee.  She fumbles to put the pot back on the coffee maker.
KEVIN (35) leans against the nearby stove.  He drags on a cigarette and quickly holds it under the stove's hood.  Fans suck the smoke from the room.
Kevin (O.C.)
Give him time to get here.  Relax.
GloRIA
Relax?  Relax?  That's a funny word coming from a guy who's on his sixth cigarette since you got here.
KEVIN
That's why I'm so relaxed.
She shakes her head and walks toward the kitchen table sipping her coffee.
BILL (25) sits at the table, typing into a laptop.  He stares at the screen, oblivious to everything around him.
On the table next to him is an old phonograph record in a faded paper sleeve.
Bill
(reading from screen)
The record was made by Koenig Gramophones in Frankfurt, Germany--
He takes a sip from a cup of coffee.  He puts his cup next to the record.
BILL
Koenig Gramophone was something like a vanity recording company.  Like those karaoke booths you see at amusement parks.
GLORIA
So, he had a record made.  It means nothing.  
BILL
Company was formed in the early thirties and did a lot of work for the Nazi party and was destroyed by an Allied air raid in October of 1944.
GLORIA
The date on the sleeve--
She picks up the record and looks at the sleeve.  Written on it in faded ink is 12-3-1944.
GLORIA
December third, forty-four.  This can't be a date.  This number can't be the date.  The company was already destroyed--
Bill takes the record back.
Bill
Europeans reverse the dates when they write them.  This is March twelfth, nineteen forty-four.
Kevin
What else does it say about Koenig Gramophones?
BiLL
That wealthy Nazi officers used it to make audio messages to send home to their families.
KEVIN
That's it?
BILL
That's it.
KEVIN
What are you looking up?
Bill turns his laptop toward Kevin and Gloria.
It shows an Ebay listing for a record.
BILL
Ebay.
Kevin CHUCKLES.
Gloria SLAPS the table in disgust.
Gloria
Ebay?
BILL
Found a record collector in Berlin who has a bunch of these...
He turns his laptop back to him.  He types further on it.
BILL
He sold one a month ago for over two thousand euros.  That's like twenty-four hundred dollars.
GLORIA
Grandpa Marty wasn't in Germany during the war.  He was in Poland the whole time.  Just a mechanic.
Bill drinks his coffee.
KEVIN
For the Nazis--
GLORIA
He was just a mechanic!  He worked on Jeeps and trucks.  He told us.  He never kept it a secret--
Kevin steps up to the table.  He points to the writing on the record sleeve.
Handwritten, in large faded letters is, 'MEIN BEKENNTNISSE.  M. SCHELL.'  Smaller writing, more faded and illegible, follows.
KEVIN
What about this 'Mein  Bekenn-tin-iss-ee' on the sleeve?  'Mein  Bekenn-tin-iss-ee?'  It means 'my apology--'
Bill
My confessions.
Kevin and Gloria look at him.
BILL
Mein Bekenntnisse means my confessions in English...  I translated it on-line.
KEVIN
What about the rest of the writing?
BILL
Can't make any of it out, except for the name Sachsenhausen.
KEVIN
A Nazi death camp!
BILL
Nazi labor camp, actually.  Not sure what the difference is, though.
Gloria
We don't have to translate it!  Why do you want to translate it so badly?  This is Grandpa Marty we're talking about.  Why do you want to do this to him?
KEVIN

Grandpa Marty's been dead two months now, Gloria.  He left us this record with his stuff--
GLORIA
He didn't want us exposing him as a Nazi!
KEVIN
Now you're saying he's a Nazi?
GLORIA
Stop it!  Don't twist my words like that--
Kevin takes a drag on his cigarette.
GLORIA
And I told you to smoke that by the stove!
kEVIN
If it's nothing, then it's nothing!  If it's more then we have a right to know...  We know he came from Germany.  We know he was in the German Army during World War Two--
GLORIA
He was a mechanic in Poland--
kEVIN
Then how did he record an album in Frankfurt?
GLORIA
Maybe he did it when he was on leave?
kEVIN
And he called it 'my confessions?'  All I want to do is play the record and hear what's on it--
BILL
And have it translated.
Gloria and Kevin look at him.
KEVIN
I'm betting it's in German.
BILL
We tape it and we have it translated.
GlORIA
By who?  And why can't we just play it here on my stereo.
BILL
Because it's a seventy-eight.  You can't play it on your system.
She grabs the album.
GLORIA
Remember when we were kids and we used to spin Mom and Dad's turn-table with our hands and listen--
He takes it from her.
KEVIN
We're not spinning it with our finger.  We damage it, that's it.
She tries taking it back, but he holds it away from her.
She reaches for it.  He holds it out of her reach.
GLORIA
You have no right!
keVIN
Sure I do.
He reaches around her and gives it back to Bill.
KEVIN
Something happens to it, we'll never learn what's on it. 
GlORIA
Why do we have to learn what's on it?  What right do we have to listen to it?
KEVIN
Well, he left it to us, for starters, remember?  He left his four grandchildren his house and everything in it.  That includes the record.
GLORIA
And you want to thank him by ruining our memory of him?
KEVIN
I want to know he was.  I want to know something about him from when he was young.  He never told us anything about himself before the war and he told us very little about him during the war.
GLORIA
And all of a sudden, you think he worked the concentration camps.  Some prison guard or scientist doing experiments on the prisoners.
KEVIN
Not as much as you do--
Gloria
(seething)
I do not!
KEVIN
If you didn't, then you wouldn't be so against playing it.  I want to know what's on it 'cause I'm curious, not because I think he was a Nazi.
Gloria looks at him, shocked.
The muffled HONKING of a car horn is heard.
KEVIN
You're the one blowing this shit out of proportion...  I'll get the door for Chris.
EXT.  gloRIA'S HOUSE
Kevin opens the front door and steps out.  CHRIS (30) pulls something out of the trunk of his car.
Int. KITCHEN
Gloria sits next to Bill.
GLORIA
Bill, why do you want to go through with this?
Bill
(beat)
Curious, I guess.
GLORIA
You want to do this because Kevin convinced you that you do.  He convinced you and Chris this.
BILL
I'm curious.  I don't see the problem.
GLORIA
Kevin is looking for dirt on Grandpa Marty.  He never got along with Grandpa Marty, just like he never got along with Daddy...  Remember when he asked Grandpa Marty for a loan to buy a car for college?  And Grandpa Marty said no?  Or when he couldn't get him to co-sign a mortgage?  He lost the house he wanted and went on for weeks about that...
Bill looks at her briefly before returning to his computer.
GLORIA
He's looking for dirt on Grandpa Marty.  That's why he wants to know what's on that record.
Bill
Come on--
GLORIA
It's true...  Supposing we find out that Grandpa Marty worked at one of these camps.  And that he did some terrible things.  Then what?
He stops typing and looks at her.
GLORIA
Do you think he's going to keep that to himself?  That he won't tell anyone?  He'll use it to get back at him.  How long before some paints 'Nazi' on Grandpa's headstone?
A look of concern grows on Bill's face.
He picks up his coffee mug.
It's empty.
Bill
I'm going to make some more coffee.  
Go outside and say hello to Chris.  Keep them out there.
He smiles at her impishly.
BILL
Gonna owe me big for this one.
She smiles.
Int.  Livingroom.
Chris plugs a cable into the stereo system.  Kevin stands next to him.
Gloria sit on the couch.  Bill enters the room and sits next to her
Chris
We're ready.  Record player's hooked up to the stereo so we can tape the record and won't have to keep playing it.
Kevin
And we have someone to translate this, Bill?
Bill
I might.
KEVIN
You might?  You said you did.
BILL
Yeah...  What are we gonna do with the stuff on the record once we translate it?
KEVIN
(beat)
What are we...?
BILL
Yeah.  Supposing the worst is on the record.  What happens next?
Kevin looks at him, confused.
He turns to Gloria.
KEVIN
I left the two of you alone for a minute...
BILL
What are we going to do with it?
The four looks at each other.
Hold.
GlORIA
I say we vote on it.
KeVIN
Vote on it?
GLORIA
Vote on it!  Why should you decide what we do with it?
ChRIS
I thought we already decided--
KEVIN
We did.
GLORIA
(stands up)
No.  You decided!
KEVIN
I want to do it.  Chris wants to do it.  And, until two minutes ago, Bill wanted to do it.
Bill
I changed my mind.
KEVIN
That's great!  That's just great.
ChrIS
So what are we doing?
KEVIN
We play the record--
GlORIA
No!
KEVIN
We got the equipment.  We play it!
GLORIA
We vote.  We all own it, don't we..?  All in favor of not listening to it?
Gloria and Bill raise their hands.
KEVIN
All who want to...?
He and Chris raise their hands.  Gloria looks at Chris, upset.
CHRIS
I drove two hours for the player.  I wanna hear this.
KEVIN
Two to two.  Now what?
GLORIA
We don't listen to it.
KEVIN
Bullshit.  You don't want to listen to it, leave the room.
He storms into the adjacent kitchen.  Everyone follows.
GLORIA
You have no right!
KEVIN
I have every right!  If Grandpa worked for the Nazis, I have every right--
He grabs the album sleeve from the table.
KEVIN
To know--
The sleeve flaps around.
It's empty!
KEVIN
(furious)
Where is it?  What'd you do with it?
GLORIA
Nothing!
KEVIN
Where is it?
GLORIA
Bill had it last!
Bill
I had it.
He turns to Bill.
KEVIN
(seething)
Where is it?
BEEPING is heard.
Bill
It's here.  My coffee's ready.
KEVIN
Where?
Bill walks to the microwave.  Kevin steps in his way.
BILL
The microwave.
KEVIN
I mean the record!
BILL
(beat)
Me too.
Kevin rushes to the microwave and punches the button to open its door.  It springs open.
The record is in the microwave, resting on top of a coffee mug.
It's unharmed!
Everyone stares at it.
KEVIN
It's a glass record, you retard!  Microwave ovens can't hurt--
He snatches the record from the microwave.  The mug is filled with boiling water.
KEVIN
Glass.  Aaah!
He drops the record.
Everyone watches it fall.
Flipping through the air.
Hitting the hardwood floor.
And shattering.
Kevin and Gloria look at it shocked.
Bill
(laughing)
I thought it was gonna melt!  This is better!
He GUFFAWS, sitting on the floor.
Kevin steps toward him, shaking his hand.  His fingers are bright red.
Gloria steps between him and Bill.
GlORIA
Get out!  Now!
Kevin is about to say something.
GLORIA
Get out of my house!
He looks at her before storming out of the house.  The door SLAMS behind him.
BILL
(laughing)
See you at Christmas!
Gloria sits on the floor next to Bill.  She puts her hand on his knee.
Chris
(long beat)
What just happened here?  What's going on?
GlORIA
We're not going to need your turntable.
CHRIS
I can see that.  Do you know how much that cost?  Why'd you do that?
Ext. GLORIA'S HOUSE
One car is missing from the driveway.
GLORIA (o.C.)
(beat)
We did it for Grandpa Marty.
fade to black