All language subtitles for TMiTHC_104_Revelations_1080p_x264_poke-eng

♪ Edelweiss, edelweiss ♪

♪ Small and white ♪

♪ Clean and bright ♪

♪ Blossom of snow, may
you bloom and grow ♪

♪ Bloom and grow forever ♪

♪ Edelweiss, edelweiss ♪

♪ Bless my homeland forever ♪

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[gunshot]

[rifle cocked]

There's no point in hiding, missy.

I'm going to find you.

Fuck!

Uhh!

Let's go.

Where's the truck?

I don't know. Come on.

Damn, I left my gun in the truck.

Which way?

Where'd they go?

What's he doing?

I think he's helping us.

I moved it around back.

Why are you helping us?

Because he's a fucking maniac.

Why else do you think?

You better get out of here
before he comes back.

We're going, but we need
to talk to somebody first.

Lemuel Washington.

The diner's closed.

Yeah, I see that. You
know where he lives?

[click]

[clicking]

[click]

[clicking]

[gunshots]

[knock on door]

[pounding]

[pounding]

We got to talk, Frank.

I got nothing to say.

How about you tell me what
you're doing with a gun?

Shh! Keep your damn voice down.

It's for protection.

- Protection?
- Do you blame me?

After what happened?

Do you know what the Pons will do

if they catch you with a gun?

I got to do something, Ed.
Do you get that?

I can't just do nothing.

Buddy, there's nothing you can do,

except you take it.

You take it, or you
get yourself killed.

- Frank.
- What?

You're not going to do
something stupid, are you?

- No.
- Then what?

What is it? Is it revenge?

Are you going to take a shot

at that cop that killed
Laura and her kids?

I'm tired, okay? I'm really tired.

- I don't...
- Go home. Just go home. Come on.

Out. Come on. Get out of here.

Ed, leave.

Oh, shit.

You're not going to take a shot...

- Are you crazy?
- Just fucking leave!

The prince had nothing to do
with what happened to Laura.

You kill a cop, and a thousand
cops will take his place.

You kill that prince, their god,

you drive a stake right
through their fucking hearts.

You do that, and your life is over.

It's already over.

What about Juliana?

Juliana?

She...

She's left me, okay? She's gone.

No, Frank. That's not true.

Jules loves you, and you know that.

Now, no matter what's happened,

she's going to come back here,

and she's going to be here for you,

just like you were there for her

when she needed you.

No.

Frank, please.

Don't give up.

Buddy, please promise me
that you won't give up.

Please promise me.

All right. All right.

I'll get rid of the gun.

I don't know where I was going
to find bullets for it anyway.

Okay, good. Why don't you give it to me?
I'll do it.

No. No, no.

I'll take care of it.

I promise.

Okay.

Hi. I like your doll.

What's her name?

Annie.

Annie. That's my mother's name.

You kids come on inside.

What the hell are you doing here?

We need to speak to you.

How do you know where I live?

We came to warn you.

Warn me about what?

We found your name

on a list, right below my sister's.

This motherfucker stays by the truck.

You come inside.

Hey, hold on a second.

It's okay.

Hey, honey, take the kids upstairs.

It's okay.

Sit down.

Your sister's name is Trudy Walker?

She was supposed to bring you the film.

They shot her, and I took her place.

What is your name?

Juliana.

Juliana Crain.

We were half-sisters.

Then you saw my name on
what, some kind of list?

There was a man at the diner,
the one who made paper animals.

And, uh, when no one
else approached me,

I thought he was my contact.

He tried to kill me.

It went the other way.

Where's the body?

In the river.

We sunk it.

You and him?

Look, we found a woman that
this man had tortured.

You knew her?

Uh-huh.

Her name was Linda.

She disappeared a few days ago.

Well, she must have given
him the list of names.

They were all crossed off
except for my sister's

and yours.

We're dead.

Maybe not.

Nobody's seen the list except for us.

You were my sister's contact, Lem,

and you didn't tell me.

I didn't trust you.

I sure as hell don't trust him.

Have you seen the films?

It's not my job to see them.

I just pass them along.

Then you don't know what they mean.

I just know they help kill Nazis.

Now you give me that goddamn film.

And you get the hell out of my house.

I'm not giving you the film,

not anymore.

I'll give it to the man you give it to.

That ain't how it works.

Look, I'm not here to kill Nazis.

I'm here because I need answers,

and I'm not leaving until I get them.

Who is it, Lem?

Who is it you give the films to?

Well?

Tomorrow morning, Spirit Alley Trail.

What's there?

He's going to take me to meet the man

he's supposed to give my film to.

Who's that?

The Man in the High Castle.

[ring]

[ring]

[groan]

[ring]

Hello.

Joe: It's me, Obergruppenführer.

Joe. It's two hours...

I know, sir.

But I've made contact with
the Resistance operative.

John.

You hold on, Joe.

Smith: Okay, Helen.

[click]

So this contact,

did he ask for the film?

No, I told him I'd only
give it to his superior.

I suppose you got a name.

He said it's the Man
in the High Castle.

The Man in the High Castle?

Yes, sir.

I want you to proceed
with great caution, Joe.

These are very dangerous
men you're dealing with.

I understand.

No. You think you understand.

I know you're very motivated, Joe,

but you're young.

you suffer from the
arrogance of ignorance.

Yes, sir.

So what are my orders, sir?

If I do meet the Man
In the High Castle,

do I give him the film?

No.

You leave the film in the truck.

This is going to be very
hard for you to hear, Joe,

but if you are taken to the
Man In the High Castle,

I want you to put a
bullet in his head...

even if it costs you your life.

Are you prepared to do that, Joe?

Yes...

Obergruppenführer.

When's this meeting due to happen?

Tomorrow morning.

Then I'll await your call.

If I don't hear from you, Joe...

no matter what happened...

you'll receive a hero's funeral...

with full honors.

Thank you, sir.

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

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I need your guidance, Tagomi-San.

My husband is troubled.

He fears our grip on the
Empire is loosening.

I have heard these fears
expressed by others,

Your Highness.

Of course.

You speak to people from many nations

in your work,

but do you feel

that that fear is valid?

One thing is certain:

the Nazis covet our territories,

none more so than the Pacific States.

If they perceive weakness,
they will strike.

The generals wish my
husband to make a war cry

to frighten the Nazis
so they back down.

But he...

he believes such threats are hollow,

that we must seek for peace.

It will be seen as weakness,

but the Prince is not weak.

Peace is not weakness.

Forces may yet emerge

that will allow him to move
toward peace with strength.

What forces?

I hope you're right, Tagomi-San.

But I fear these forces
will arrive too late.

Marshal: Closing kind
of early, aren't you?

One of my boys has a fever.

I'm going home to check on him.

Any sign of that waitress?

Nope.

And if I said that you
were a fucking liar?

You can kill me any time, Marshal.

That doesn't change my answer.

You're not afraid to die, are you, Mr.
Washington?

Sure, I am.

Better take care of
those strays of yours.

There's not a lot of
doctors around here,

and kids, they can die of anything.

You got the film?

[film can clanks]

Yeah.

I can do this on my own.

I can't let you go alone.
I'm going with you.

Let's go.

[knock on door]

Mr. Tagomi. I...

I wasn't expecting you until later.

It was urgent I speak to you.

I brought some...

She's just leaving.

You shouldn't have taken such a risk.

She could be working for the Kempeitai.

No Japanese spy would do
the things that woman did.

You cope with stress by
throwing sticks, Mr. Tagomi.

I avail myself a more earthly means.

The Imperial Guard

has approved the seating
for the speech.

I have you sitting next
to the Science Minister.

Place the envelope in his coat pocket

while the Prince is speaking.

After the address,

you'll never have access to him again.

Joe: How much farther?

Lemuel: Not that far.

Juliana: Can you explain
something to me?

You've never seen a film.

You're risking your life for
them, your family's lives.

Why?

I do my part. That's all.

And you have no idea how he makes them?

Who?

The Man In the High Castle.

He doesn't make them, does he?

You don't think we'd
waste all this time

collecting his films to give
them back to him, do you?

So why does he want them? And
where do they come from?

We're here.

Where is he?

He's not coming.

[rifle cocked]

What is this, Lem?

Give me the film.

Get on your knees.

Are you going to shoot us, Lem?

I wouldn't have if you hadn't brought

this goose-stepping
motherfucker along with you.

The cell he was from in New York

was hit by the S.S.,

just as he got in his goddamn truck.

What c-cell? What cell?

I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't.

- I'm with the Resistance.
- Bullshit.

He's the only one who
got out of that shop,

which means either the
Nazis got sloppy,

which they do not do,

or they wanted him to escape
because he's one of them.

It's real.

Joe: Believe me now?

He helped me.

He tried to warn you about
your name on that list.

He used you.

He used you to get to the
Man In the High Castle.

Why else would he be here?

Okay.

I'm a Nazi...

then why do I bring this?

[rifle cocks]

Film's good.

If you make it back to town,
the Marshal will kill you.

So where do we go?

Cripple Creek.

It's the other side of that mountain.

That's impossible.

We can never make that climb.

You have to help us, Lem.

I can't. I'm sorry.

[speaking Japanese]

[footsteps]

You're not fooling anybody.

I know you watch those Japanese shows.

If you've come home for
lunch, you're out of luck.

I haven't gone to the market yet.

I talked to Bob Perloff.

He has Frank's sister
on his mail route.

Annie, I've got some bad news.

Good afternoon. May I help you?

I hope so.

I'm looking for a rather unusual item.

Well, you've come to the right place.

American Artistic Handcrafts

is a veritable cornucopia
of the recherché.

What did you have in mind?

Antique bullets.

The kind that fit the old Colt .45.

Sir, even if I had such an item,

I'm sure you're aware

that the sales of
ammunition are restricted

and strictly illegal to
sell to non-Japanese.

Yes. Yeah. Look, I was hoping

you might make an exception
for a highly motivated buyer.

[door opens, bell tinkles]

Pardon me.

[speaking Japanese]

We have passed by your store many times

and always meant to come in.

I am most honored by
your splendid presence.

Man: You have such fine pieces.

This mirror, it dates back
to the American War of 1812,

I would guess.

You have a keen eye.

What a pleasure it is

to speak with someone
who has an appreciation

for American traditional ethnic art.

I'm afraid I spend my morning

trying to educate a gaggle
of white-sock yokels

- in from the sticks.
- Excuse me.

Excuse me. Sorry. Sorry to interrupt,

but we were in the
middle of a transaction.

Perhaps we will come back another time.

Oh, please, that's not...

Uh, I will be waiting.

Close the doors.

Only three?

This is an antique
store, not an armory,

and I can't guarantee they'll fire.

They're 100 yen apiece.

300.

What is that?

I'm required by law to keep a registry

of all sales of restricted items.

So these bullets were purchased

by Mr. Satoshi Matsuda,

a collector on his way back to Tibet.

But I will need to see
your identity card

on the chance I need to
revisit this matter with you,

and that is non-negotiable.

All right, all right.

Come on.

I suggest

you work on your patience,

Mr. Frink.

Hello?

Frank?

[gasp]

Jesus. Anne.

Did I scare you? I'm sorry.

No, it's okay, it's okay.

Nobody answered, so I just used my key.

Where's Juliana?

Uh, at the dojo, I think.

You think she could spend

a little less time flippin' Japs

and a little more time doing housework.

This place is a mess.

Frank, what happened to your face?

Uh, it was an accident at work.

It's nothing.

I heard about Laura and the kids.

I'm so sorry.

Who told you?

Arnold heard it.

It's just awful.

That cut.

Frank, they haven't
bothered you, have they?

No, no. I'm fine.

I have work to do.

No.

You're awfully good.

At what?

Lying.

Yeah, well...

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I have orders.

Orders.

We're on the same side,

and your orders say you can't tell me.

[sigh]

What's it like?

What's what like?

The Resistance.

Not the best man to ask.

It's my first mission.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

I'm not off to a good start.

You got the film where it was
supposed to go, didn't you?

Eventually, I guess.

What did you think of it?

I didn't watch it.

Come on, Joe.

You're not supposed to.

It's not like I have a
projector in the truck anyway.

You weren't even tempted

to hold it up to the
light or something?

No.

Ahem.

What is it, Captain?

We've completed our review
of the phone records

of the six officers outside yourself

who had access to your travel routes

and to the routes of
Hauptsturmführer Lautz.

And?

Sir, there's absolutely no evidence

of a security breach

of any kind.

And yet we know there
was a security breach?

Yes, sir.

So what you're telling
me, Captain Connolly,

is that you've failed.

Sir...

You're not allowed to fail, Captain.

Do you understand me?

Not when it involves
a coordinated attack

on the high command.

The Semite I brought in,

the one who shot at me,

did you manage to locate
any members of his family?

Yes. Yes, we did.

He has two brothers,

one in the Neutral Zone

and another in the Pacific States.

Well, let's pay him a
little visit, shall we?

Why was a prisoner on suicide
watch given a spoon?

He wasn't.

It wasn't on the tray
when I brought it.

It... It couldn't have been.
I... I would have seen it.

Place this man under arrest.

Joe: We'll never make it
over those mountains.

Even if we do,

The Marshal will probably be waiting

on the other side.

Why do you do it, Joe?

That is your name, isn't it?

Yeah.

It is.

A guy like you must have
it made in the Reich.

Why risk it all for a film
you haven't even seen?

Is it for him?

For your dad?

All right, what do we do?

If I can get the origami man's car,

maybe I can draw the
bounty hunter out of town.

That way, we can get you on
the bus, get you back home.

- No, he'd catch you.
- No, he won't,

not the way I drive.

He doesn't even want you.

I'm the one who killed that man.

Hey, I'm just as much
involved as you are.

San Francisco is buzzing
with excitement this morning

about the Crown Prince's speech

that will take place later today

at the Nazi Embassy.

It's truly an historic event:

the descendant of the Sun Goddess,

our glorious Crown Prince,

addressing us in person...

[knock on door]

...in our own city,

and from all indications,

they're expecting a record turnout.

There are reports that excited citizens

are traveling into San Francisco

by the thousands...

- Going somewhere?
- What are you talking about?

Do you think I'm an idiot?
Give it to me, Frank.

I am leaving, Ed, and you're
not going to stop me.

Not till you give me that gun.

Oh, yeah? Or what?

What the fuck are you doing?

We're going to sit right
here, just you and me,

until the Crown Prince's
speech is over.

Come on, Ed. You're not
going to shoot me.

[click]

Oh, no? You don't think
I would shoot you

to keep you from killing somebody else?

From killing yourself?

Because that's what
you'd be doing, Frank.

Aah!

- Oh, shit!
- Oh, God damn it!

Oh, Frank, I'm sorry! I shot you.

You wasted one of my bullets.

- You're bleeding.
- Oh, God.

Oh, I'm sorry, Frank.

Just give me the first aid
kit out of the closet.

Frank!

What are you doing?

[thumping] Let me out!

Don't do this, Frank!

Oh, no.

Frank, please! Don't!

[thumping]

Don't do this!

Let me out!

[thumping] Frank!

It's weird.

You're white,

which is a good thing,

real good.

But you're too white,

which makes you a freak.

It's like too much of a good thing.

You're done.

[engine stalls]

You're flooding it!

Take your foot off the gas!

[engine starts]

Leave her the fuck alone.

I'd be worried about
myself if I were you.

Pull that trigger, and you'll
be killing a Nazi agent.

What?

I'm working that girl.
I need her alive.

Why the fuck should I believe that?

Because I report directly
to Obergruppenführer Smith

in New York.

Why don't you give him a call?

I'll do that once I'm through
talking to the girl.

You stay out of my way
or I'll kill you.

Gene Autry: ♪ I'm back
in the saddle again ♪

♪ Out where a friend is a friend ♪

♪ Where the longhorn cattle feed ♪

♪ On the lowly jimson weed ♪

♪ Back in the saddle again ♪

♪ Ridin' the range once more ♪

♪ Totin' my old .44 ♪

♪ Where you sleep out every night ♪

♪ And the only law is right ♪

♪ Back in the saddle again ♪

[panting]

♪ Back in the saddle again ♪

- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

I'd better get you home.

[security radio chatter]

[chatter in Japanese]

Yes, sir. Passport.

That bus should be here any minute.

Yeah.

I'm not getting on it.

[sigh] I can't go back without answers.

Juliana, the bounty hunter
could come back at any second.

I know.

Look, I got to make a phone call.

Juliana.

I'm going to check and make sure

we didn't leave any evidence behind.

Gentlemen, I have been informed

that the Crown Prince and Princess

will be arriving shortly.
Please take your seats.

Ah, Mr. Shimura.

A man of your stature should
not be so far in the back.

Thank you, Oberführer.
I am quite content.

I won't hear of it. Come. Please come.

Here. Right here. Sit.

- Excuse me.
- Sorry.

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

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[applause]

[orders shouted in Japanese]

[rifles cocked]

[music starts]

[cheering]

- [pounding]
- [phone rings]

[ring]

Hello.

Ed?

Is that you?

Jules.

Listen, you got to get back here.

Frank's about to do something terrible.

Hurry, you've got to stop him. Please.

What do you mean?

[police radio chatter]

[Crown Prince speaking Japanese]

Translator: Greetings, loyal subjects.

Honored guests from the Nazi Reich.

[speaking Japanese]

And people of the American Territories,

or, as they like to say here...

Howdy.

[laughter]

[speaking Japanese]

Translator: All those who
fought in the Great War

believed they fought on the
side of righteousness,

that the world they sought to
build would be a better one.

[speaking Japanese]

But men are mortal and imperfect.

They see the world as
they wish to see it,

through the looking glass of
their limited perspective.

[speaking Japanese]

[no audible dialogue]

[no audible dialogue]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[shouting]

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