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(crows cawing in distance)

A kokujin came to my door.

He said he was your friend.

Lem.

The Kempeitai are still looking
for him.

Did he tell you
who he got the films from?

Hawthorne said I'm in every one.

The films are disturbing.

Well, I'd like
to see them anyway.

(speaks Japanese)

Difficult.

A risk to both of us.

Thank you for taking us in.

Today I'll-I'll find us
another place to stay.

My late wife and son Nori.

(baby crying)

You seem to have found
a purpose here.

Meaning.

You are free.

JULIANA:
Should we take a little nap?

TAGOMI:
You will see each other again.

I am sure.

(gasps)

(sighs)

No.
(laughs)

I just had a-a vision.

A memory.

I was married to this man.

We had a child.

In another world,
you were my daughter-in-law.

The Man in the High Castle--

he said you and I have
a deep connection.

That is why
I accepted the films.

You're a traveler.

Like Trudy.

(film projector
whirring, clicking)

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Every morning ♪

♪ You greet ♪

♪ Me ♪

♪ Small and white ♪

♪ Clean and bright ♪

♪ You look happy ♪

♪ To meet ♪

♪ Me ♪

♪ Blossom of snow ♪

♪ May you bloom ♪

♪ And grow ♪

♪ Bloom and grow ♪

♪ Forever ♪

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Bless my homeland ♪

♪ Forever. ♪

Helen?

I'm leaving.

Tell Bridget I'll be home
for dinner, all right?

The girls will be thrilled.

What's wrong?

Alice Adler.

Mary said that she's been
spreading those rumors again

about the girls.

It's just gossip, Helen.

It is not, John.
It's not just gossip.

Nothing's gonna happen to them.

Okay?

Don't forget the...

No, I won't.

I'll send a car for you.
Erich will take you.

He won't know what it's for.

(elevator bell dings)

SMITH:
Any sign of Major Raeder?

METZGER:
Not in yet, sir.

Agent Matthews
from the ARBI is here, sir.

(indistinct chatter,
typing, phone ringing)

Oberstgruppenfuhrer.

Agent Matthews.

In the flesh.

Must be urgent.

I followed protocol, sir.

-Well? -Five days ago,
SD Special Kommandos

raided a farmhouse
outside Boulder, Colorado.

The raid was botched,
the Kommandos were killed,

and the target escaped.

And I'm just now hearing
about this?

Apologies, sir.

I only learned of it myself
last night.

Streng geheim.
Director's eyes only.

Who was the target?

Only a code name, sir.

Lotus Eater.

Lotus Eater's
current whereabouts?

Unknown.

Director Hoover is deploying
additional assets

to the Neutral Zone.

And you know this how?

I've been assigned.

Springtime in the Rockies.

Enjoy it.

Send us a postcard
from time to time.

I will, sir.

(beeping)

(door opens)

(phones ringing, typing)

Send a team to Colorado.

Yes, sir.
(clicks heels)

(door shuts)

(indistinct male voice
speaks over P.A.)

The current fuel shortages
on the West Coast.

Temporary, Admiral.

Problems at the Panama Canal.

Problems of their own devising.

An unacknowledged
covert embargo.

The Reich has most
of the world's reserves.

The Nazis mean to strangle us.

Slowly.

As I predicted, Admiral.

And it will fall to you
to manage the situation here.

Trade Minister.

(indistinct radio transmission)

(indistinct radio transmission)

-(dog barking)
-Scrap metal.

Yes, sir.

-Where you coming from?
-Denver.

-Where you going?
-Home.

(indistinct chatter,
dog barking)

(children shouting playfully
in distance)

Starting to worry.

Uh, just long lines
at the pumps.

It was nuts.

-How are the kids?
-Oh, thriving, thanks.

Any problems at the checkpoint?

So far, so good.

Won't last forever.

No, reckon not.

-Thanks for these.
-Sure. Take care.

♪ ♪

(vehicle approaching)

(shouting in Japanese)

-(shouting)
-What's it supposed to mean?

-I don't know.
-Land of the Rising Sun?

-No, no, no, no, no. -Mocking
the Empire, you little shit?!

-No, no. No disrespect. No
disrespect. -So why put 'em up?

-'Cause they're cool.
-Cool your heels, dipshit.

(phone ringing)

I arrested a young vandal.

These are everywhere.

A nuisance.

He volunteered the location
of the Resistance cell

he runs errands
and messages for.

He identified the criminal
priest Hagan as ringleader.

Alive, Sergeant.

(clicks heels)

(phone ringing)

(wind chimes tinkle)

(exhales)

(sighs)

(horn honking)

(man grunting)

(man speaking Japanese)

(grunting)

(indistinct chatter)

(man groans)

JULIANA:
Hey, how'd it go today?

I'm still here, obviously.

Takes time, you know.
You got to be patient.

That's what Tagomi said.

He also said
that what we really need

to do is... let go

of each other.

Yeah, I'm trying to.

Me, too.

It's hard.

Yeah.

Maybe once you see the films,
then I'll be able to...

Did he mention something
about the films?

-He did?
-Tomorrow.

Early.

He's gonna send his assistant
to come get you.

(insects buzzing,
birds squawking)

(horse whinnies)

Well, the craftsmanship in these
bracelets is just exquisite.

And so reasonably priced.

You think this turquoise
is real?

-Why, you don't?
-How would we know?

Well, more to the point,
how will the Pons?

Oh, isn't that gorgeous?

Oh, yeah. That's a beaut,
just like all the others.

We're really cornering
the market.

Listen, there is no such thing
as too much top-shelf inventory.

The Pons are gonna eat
this stuff up with a spoon.

I guarantee it.

How much do we owe you
for the gas,

-my good man?
-44 marks.

So, twice what we paid
last week?

(sniffs)
Tell it to the Yakuza.

There's a shortage.

I can siphon it back out
if you want.

No, no. God, no.

See you found something
you like.

-Oh, yeah.
-We've seen better,

but it'd be churlish
to complain.

You can ring it up.

And, uh, while we're at it,

that squash blossom necklace--
may I see that?

My grandfather's.

It's not for sale.

The silverwork is stunning.

Wu.

-Wu?
-ED: Yeah.

Wu means passion, spirit.

He's not the churl he seems
to be, not completely.

Then you understand
why it's not for sale.

Everything has a price,
my friend.

How does a hundred marks sound?

I guess not.

We'll just take these.

I feel guilty grieving.

-Is that normal?
-RYAN: Well,

I think it's unnatural not to
mourn the death of a child.

No matter how noble
the circumstances.

Well, it seems like weakness.

As does being here.

Analysis doesn't have the stigma
that it once had,

you know, as the, uh,
the Jewish science.

I'm a Jungian.

And Jung was an absolute Aryan,

-I assure you.
-Hmm.

Now, what you say in here
is privileged.

You may speak freely.

You know who my husband is?

Does he approve?

Well, he thinks it may help,

help me come to terms.

Has he come to terms?

He isn't coming apart
at the seams.

And you are.

I know that he's grieving.

But he has his duty.

And he has to take care of me.

Do you and your husband talk
about your son?

Mm, not everything.

Some things are too sensitive.

Well...

That's why you're here.

So talk to me.

Tell me about Thomas.
Tell me about your son.

(sighs, chuckles)

Where do I start?

(indistinct shouting)

Congratulations,
Chief Inspector.

Your strategy has been
most effective.

The Resistance has been crushed.

Thank you.

And yet the reprisals continue.

Mopping up, Admiral.

A useful reminder
for the natives.

You have acquired an American
accent, Kido Tai-i.

So my wife tells me.

(chuckles) You have been here
a long time.

Ten years, Téitoku.

When did you last see
your family?

They came to visit while I was
recovering.

(clears throat)

Before that?

My work keeps me here.

You should go home more often.

Yes, Admiral.

The Empire...

is stretched thin, Kido Tai-i.

We need to find a new way.

Persuasion, not punishment.

Persuade who, Téitoku?

The natives...

of our superior culture,

our Japanese way of life.

Educate them.

Civilize them.

Persuade when we can.

Punish when we must.

Yes, Admiral.

A lighter hand,

Chief Inspector Kido.

A lighter hand.

♪ ♪

Hello.

(Tagomi speaks Japanese)

Uh, excuse me for interrupting.

It's okay.

What are you painting?

(laughs) I'm not sure now.

I was painting the fleet,

but they've moved around,

and I'm not so good from memory.

Tamiko.

(speaking Japanese)

You are Japanese.

Okinawan, from Hawaii.

An Okinawan.

Good day.

(seagulls squawking)

(siren wails in distance)

Hi.

How was it today?

Fine.

Mm. Hard. (laughs)

I cried a lot.

Talking about... Thomas,

I... I had this, I don't know,

visceral feeling that...

well, he's still alive.

Mm.

John, do you think...?

I think it's...

I think it's natural to,

to feel this way, you know?

But, uh...

No.

No, he's gone.

The Reichsfuhrer believes in
spirits.

Spectral phenomena.

Hmm. Ghosts.

The astral plane.

Communicating with the departed.

Ouija boards.

-Helen.
-We could talk to him.

In the beyond.

Wouldn't that be wonderful
if we could?

Wouldn't it?

Do you think it's possible?

Honestly?

No, I don't.

I'm sorry, Helen, I don't.

I do.

And I'd like to try.

-Helen.
-Hmm?

The girls miss you.

They miss their mom.

I miss you, too.

(phone ringing)

(speaking German)

Standing by.

(electronic buzzing)

Heil Himmler.

Reichsmarschall Rockwell.

Progress?

Scouring the Neutral Zone.

Following every lead.

So, no.

And have you come
to a conclusion

how a man my age could overpower

and kill three of my elite,
my Lebensborn?

He had help.

HIMMLER (laughs):
Obviously.

Resistance?

One would assume.

We expect a break in the case
imminently.

Don't let me down,
Reichsmarschall.

(clicks button)

Jesus Christ.

What are we gonna do?

(whispering):
Not here.

This is my home.

-(sighs)
-(footfalls retreating)

METZGER:
One of our Yakuza assets

in Denver saw an older couple

drop off a pair of young women
at a downtown hotel.

She recognized the car
and one of the women.

She later saw the young woman
get on a bus for San Francisco.

Well, put out a description
of the car and the couple.

Get it across the NZ.

-(clicks heels)
-Sir.

-You talk to Joe Blake?
-Yes, sir, right before he left.

Major Raeder dropped off
his documents

at his hotel yesterday evening.

And after that?

There's been no sign
of Major Raeder, sir.

He hasn't been home
and he hasn't been seen since.

Well... hospitals, jails...

morgues.

-Sir.
-(clicks heels)

(seagulls screeching)

(boat horn blows in distance)

(grunts)

(bird squawking)

They must be captured.

Don't kill them. No grenades.

Find Hagan and bring him to me.

Hai.

(guns cocking)

(speaking Japanese quietly)

(speaking Japanese)

(grunting)

(distant shouting)

(gunfire)

(men shouting)

Find the body
of the criminal priest Hagan.

(indistinct chatter)

-(engine idling)
-(horn honks)

I think that's Kotomichi.

I'll see you soon.

(gasping)

(indistinct shouting)

(grunts, gasps)

(distant shouting)

(indistinct chatter
and shouting)

Welcome home, Miss Crain.

-Juliana?
-(Juliana gasps)

Take them.

(phones ringing,
typing in distance)

(panting softly)

(knocking)

Where is she?

I went to their motel.

The Kempeitai were
already there.

Juliana Crain and her sister
have been arrested,

Trade Minister.

TRUDY:
Juliana,

-can you hear me?
-Yeah.

(Trudy sighs)

-TRUDY: I'm scared.
-I know.

They were waiting for me, and...

I don't know how they knew.

Why was he staring at me
like that?

Because he killed you.

What?

That's the man
who killed my Trudy.

Oh, my God.

What's gonna happen?

They're just gonna let us stew

until we get really,
really scared.

Will they torture us?

Not if you answer
their questions. (sniffles)

What do I tell them?

You tell them
that you lost your papers.

Tagomi-san, though?

He gave us a place to stay
for the night,

because I used to work for him.

What about the films?

You don't know anything
about the films.

Or Hawthorne or the Resistance.

Nothing.

Okay.

-Tru?
-Hmm?

Now would be a good time
to travel.

-I can't leave you now.
-Please.

Please. I want you to.

Sorry, sis.

No way.

No, no.

ROCKWELL:
He's grooming Smith for my job.

I can smell it.

HOOVER:
Well, Smith was never interested

in a political position.

Oh, he's licking
his chops, believe me.

No, we got to do something.

The Adler affair.

Dr. Gerald Adler
diagnosed Thomas Smith

with a degenerative,
inherited neurological disease.

Neither Smith nor Adler
ever reported the diagnosis

as required by law.

Who's the carrier?

Runs in Smith's family.

His son would have been
euthanized involuntarily.

And would have spared us
the sanctimonious heroics.

Dr. Adler, in perfect health,

dropped dead just before
he could blow the whistle,

and was then cremated
without an autopsy

on Smith's orders.

A drum that his widow
has continued to beat since.

-We should listen to widows
and orphans. -(laughs)

As with most men,

Smith's family is
his Achilles' heel.

Not just the unstable wife,

but his two precious daughters
may also carry the defect.

-And are coming of age.
-(chuckles)

MAN: You're bound for the Zone,
right?

SAMPSON: Well, no worries.
Won't be used around here.

Yeah, see that they're not.

No, strictly self-defense.

Give me a hand?

(grunting)

Got yourself a whole lot
of self-defense there, brother.

Well, you know
what they say, pal.

Never forget, never forgive.

(crow cawing)

(bird singing)

I told you, Nakamura.

I have many skills.

Interrogating the dead
is not one of them.

I am not worthy
to replace Sergeant Yoshida.

Perhaps not.

Before I leave your sight,
sir...

All the bodies
have been examined.

No sign
of the criminal priest Hagan.

Find Hagan,

bring him to me alive,

and you will be my sergeant.

If you cannot,

resign yourself to a career

in the colonial backwater
in a conflict zone.

If you think San Francisco is
miserable in the winter,

imagine Manchuria.

We've checked every hospital,
the morgue,

and he's not in custody, sir.

Not in our custody.

Our sources in SD say
Raeder's not in theirs, either.

Well, keep looking.

-Sir.
-(clicks heels)

Oh, Kido Tai-i.

Téitoku.

Trade Minister Tagomi informs me
there has been

an unfortunate misunderstanding
regarding the gaijin

Juliana Crain.

She collaborated
with the Resistance,

and is implicated in the murder
of two of my officers.

The trade minister has asked me
to release the gaijin

and her, uh,
what is it, sister?

Hai, Téitoku, sister.

KIDO:
Téitoku,

the sister of Juliana Crain
is deceased.

This supposed sister

is another matter, and needs
to be investigated fully.

INOKUCHI:
And you are free to do so.

In the meantime,

please release them both
to his custody.

Hai, Téitoku.

KIDO: Why are you
protecting subversives?

That is treason.

You took the film to New York,
risked your life. Treason?

The price of peace is high.

Then explain to me the paradox
of Trudy Walker.

I executed her myself.
I saw her die.

And yet, today,
there she was, alive.

The answer is simple.

She is not the same person.

(door opens)

-Miss Crain.
-Tagomi-san.

I apologize
for not coming sooner,

for what happened earlier.

It's not your fault.
Thank you for coming at all.

You're being released
to my custody.

You and your sister
will be under my protection.

(speaking Japanese)

Take me to the other prisoner.

HELEN: "A prominent family,
currently being celebrated

"as an Aryan ideal--
a son who sacrificed his life

"on behalf of the Reich--

may face a similar choice
in the near future."

How dare she print this?

She wouldn't, not unless
Hoover was twisting her arm.

This comes from Alice Adler.
That's where she got it.

-No, we don't know that, Helen.
-I do.

You have to do something
about this.

I will.
You just have to trust me.

The school nurse called today,
John.

Jennifer started her period.

What?

Uh, I'll... I'll go say hello.

They'll be reporting it
to the state, John.

She'll be tested.

And then we'll know.

Maybe it'll be fine.

Can't you stop this?

(voice breaking): I won't lose
another child, John.

-(piano plays jazz)
-Do I need a drink.

-Have you stayed with us before?
-First time.

Bar's that way, gentlemen.

Rooms 619 and 20.

Elevator's around the corner.

Out of order.
Stairs work.

-You serve food?
-Best steak in town.

"Best" relative to what exactly?

Like I said, best in town.

That's... circular.

I like mine rare.

Knock off the horns,
wipe its ass, bring it on out.

-Sounds about right.
-Oh, for some sushi.

Now who's ready
to go back to San Francisco?

(song ends, crowd applauds)

(phone ringing)

Joseph, come in.

Sieg Heil.

Williams, Miller,

meet our new junior
trade attaché.

Joseph Cinnadella.

-Italiano.
-With blue eyes.

Well, my grandfather was
from Northern Italy,

-near the Brenner Pass.
-WILLIAMS: Positively Teutonic.

-Welcome to the genetic
cesspool. -Been here before?

-First time.
-WILLIAMS: Well, you'll find it

quite a change from the Reich.

Rubbing elbows in the streets

with Negros and Asiatics,
and the odd Semite,

I suspect.

Well, what about the, uh...
the Japs?

Don't we have to deal with them?

-Honorary Aryans.
-Yeah, or so we're told.

We keep to ourselves.

Although, if you get a chance,

the North Beach nightclubs
are really something.

Be sure to put a helmet
on that soldier, soldier.

Gentlemen,

enjoy your evening.

-(click heels)
-Sir. -Sir.

-(door opens)
-(phone rings)

(receptionist speaks
indistinctly)

(door shuts)

Who are they?

SD.

Report to Hoover.

Word to the wise...

Welcome to San Francisco.

Your room?

It's fine, thank you.

Oberstgruppenfuhrer Smith called
while you were in flight.

Asked us
to take good care of you.

I'm sure he did.

So if there's anything
you need...

From Berlin.

For your eyes only.

If you'll excuse me.

(door opens)

(door shuts)

-(piano playing blues)
-(indistinct chatter)

CHILDAN:
Anyway,

just 'cause we're
in the Neutral Zone doesn't mean

we need to drop all sense of...
business acumen.

All I'm saying is you can't
go around swindling people out

of their prized possessions.

That stuff can come back
and bite you in the ass.

It's not swindling--
it's negotiating.

And... What the hell
are you staring at?

That guy over there.

What guy?

ED:
Guy keeps staring at us.

CHILDAN:
Careful.

Might be a competitor.
You never can tell.

Will you relax?

Hey.

Hey, yourself.

Can I buy you two a drink?

Uh, I'm all right.
Thanks very much.

Uh, I could use another.

Bartender.

Name's Jack.

Ed.

Uh, that's Bobby.

Robert. Don't do that.

Thanks.

Cheers.

SMITH:
Mrs. Harris.

Oberstgruppenfuhrer.

Please.

I'm very...

Don't.

What?

You're gonna lie to me.

Don't.

I-I wouldn't.

May I call you Thelma?

Of course.

Good.

Tell me, Thelma,

you happily married?

I am.

Must be so difficult for you.

Marriage is hard work.
(chuckles)

Yes, I know.

But especially for a couple
like you.

With your sorts of secrets.

Sir? I...

You'd just lose your job, right?

But your husband,

well, he'd lose everything,

considering the law.

And his...

friend?

Roger?

Oh, I don't judge.

I assure you.

You don't?

No, but I understand
how vulnerable you must feel,

how... susceptible to

unscrupulous operators.

Like our friend Mr. Hoover.

Constant threat of exposure.

That's no way to live.

No. No, sir, it's...

it's not.

Well, I can help you.

If you'd like.

Sir, that would be wonderful.

But what do I have to do?

Nothing. Nothing.

Sir?

Just keep doing
what you're doing.

Just have to let me know
what that is.

At all times.

So I can help you.

Help keep you
and your husband safe.

Do you understand?

Perfectly.

Very good.

I'll have Major Metzger
see you out.

Thank you, uh,
O-Oberstgruppenfuhrer.

-(clicking)
-(door opens)

METZGER:
Chief Inspector Kido

is on the line, sir.

Thank you, Major.
Till next time.

Thelma.

(door shuts)

Chief Inspector,

thanks for getting back to me.

What can I do for you,
Oberstgruppenfuhrer?

We have reports

that Juliana Crain
may be headed your way.

Is there any credibility
to these rumors?

I just thought I'd let you know.

Thank you, Oberstgruppenfuhrer.

I will have the photo circulated
and make my usual inquiries.

Well, do tell me
if she turns up.

Of course.

(hangs up phone)

-Helen.
-Alice.

I was hoping
we could clear the air.

Come in.

AMY AND JENNIFER:
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,

baker's man,

bake me a cake
just as fast as you can.

Pat it, prick it,

and mark it with a "B."

Put it in the oven
for baby and me.

Can I offer you something?

Coffee?

A drink?

Uh, I'm fine, thanks.

So,

say what's on your mind.

I think you know.

And I want you to stop.

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,
baker's man,

bake me a cake
just as fast as you can...

Stop what, telling the truth?

Stop this...
(sighs) this campaign

-a-against my family.
-Why should I?

-Tell me why.
-It's the decent thing to do.

Pat it, prick it,
mark it with a "B"...

My husband is dead.
What's decent about that?

A-And I am sorry for you.
I am so sorry.

But we had nothing to do
with that.

Are you so sure?

Ask your husband.

What are you insinuating?

Ask him about Gerry's death,

-why there was no autopsy.
-Oh, you're insane.

And this piece in the paper
about the girls--

how could you even suggest...

It's true, isn't it?

There is nothing wrong
with them.

Have you had them tested yet?
Have you?

That is none of your business!

They need to be taken care of.

-How dare you!
-For the sake of the Reich!

-You shut your...
-(shouts)

I will not!

(grunting, shouting)

-(grunting)
-(gasping)

-(choking)
-(grunting)

(grunts)

-(thud)
-(coughing, gasps)

(panting, coughing)

(panting)

(shuddering)

TAGOMI:
I threw the I Ching.

Hexagram 40.

Liberation.

Changing line into Hexagram 56.

Transition.

Most auspicious.

I never really got to mourn her,
you know.

Now's your chance.

Focus, Tru.

TAGOMI:
If you let go of her,

the Trudy you lost,

you will be liberated.

Able to let go of her.

TAGOMI:
And she of you.

Transition.

♪ ♪

TRUDY: You've always looked out
for me, sis.

You don't need to anymore.

♪ ♪

I found...

the reason.

For everything.

(rattling)

Take care of yourself, sis.

-♪ ♪
-(rattling continues)

(exhales)

(rattling stops)

-(whoosh)
-(gasps)

♪ ♪

(shudders)

(exhales)

(exhales)