- [speaking Spanish] - [bleating]
[man] This way, Miss Löw.
I think you'll be pleased with the results.
We can be ready to ship as soon as the measures are in place.
[woman] In here, we have our placebo group.
[playful clamoring]
[Katarina] Ugh.
[woman] And over to your right, the test group.
[playful chatter]
[flies buzzing]
♪ ♪
[man] As you can see, 100% efficacy.
♪ ♪
[♪ 5 Spiritual Tones: "Bad Situation"]
[chanting] Equal rights is not a crime.
Bring Huey home.
Equal rights is not a crime.
Bring Huey home.
Equal rights is not a crime.
Bring Huey home.
Daddy!
Hey, mama. What's up? Hmm?
I like your tiny Huey banner.
He's coming home soon, you know?
My daddy changes the world.
And you're gonna, too, little lady. Huh?
How you been, Rox?
Fine.
[Darnell] Hmm.
I mean, you don't look fine.
Work's just been intense.
So I see.
I just hope you're bleeding for a worthy cause, Rox.
Because with Buchanan and Buckley
breathing down our necks,
I don't think you should be giving
your blood to anybody but your own.
We need the money, Darnell.
I'm working this job so you can keep doing
what you're doing here.
And I'm bleeding
for the worthiest cause in the whole fu...
- Look, I didn't mean any disre... - Mama's got to go.
[grunts]
I love you, little chicken.
[giggles]
You be good for Daddy, now, okay?
Power to the people, Mommy.
[Darnell] Now, what do you...?
♪ Bad, bad situation ♪
♪ Yes, it is...
[Meyer] Brains
are of little help when brawn is needed.
The war we are in...
you'll need stamina.
Believe me, I should know.
Joe will train you.
He will exhaust you.
Let your anger feed you.
The Wolf tested my stamina every day.
Of all the prisoners in his pen...
...he had it out for me.
It's because of my safta?
[dogs barking]
[grunts]
[Meyer] Small indignities
grew to outright assaults.
Until one night, I was dragged from my sleep
to the doctor's chambers.
And there reigned The Wolf.
He made sure I couldn't run.
[shouts]
I screamed just once.
That was it.
Never again would I scream.
I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
He tortured me
for nine hours.
The tools this surgeon
had used to mend soldiers...
...he now used
to tear me apart.
[gasping]
[grunting]
[panting]
But I had the stamina.
I wore him out.
And then, suddenly, I had the chance.
There was a hammer, so close.
So close,
I could have grabbed it.
I could have killed him in that very moment.
But I didn't do anything.
Why?
Was it weakness?
Was it that true evil kills you from the inside out,
rendering you inert?
Or was it a light from within?
Talking to me,
telling me that even killing this man was wrong?
Whatever it was...
...it stopped me from doing something horrible
when something horrible needed to be done.
- [crying] - [Meyer] Because I didn't act,
what I thought was the end
was only the start.
Jesus Christ.
It's like you were... clawed by a...
A wolf?
I hesitated once,
and it was the greatest mistake I ever made.
Jonah, when your time comes...
...swear to me you will not let what's inside you stop you
from doing what is difficult.
- Jonah, swear to me. - I swear.
I will hold you to that.
[sighs]
- Ma, Dad. - Aw.
I came as soon I heard.
- Well, better late than never. - [Viola sighs]
- [Viola] It's nothing. - Ma, it's not nothing. It's MS.
You shouldn't have left work for this. I'm fine.
You're an angel,
but I'm fine, really.
[Maria] She had another flare-up.
But she's okay.
We're taking good care of her.
[Viola] And speaking of angels,
Maria has just been the greatest blessing, as usual.
The only one to ever take proper care of me
- in this God-awful place. - [Maria] Hmm.
I'll give you some privacy.
I need to run to the restroom, Ma.
- What? - Are you gonna let me apologize?
You sure you know how to do that?
Look, I know I shouldn't have
reacted like that, but I just, I...
[groans]
I wish I was better at this.
For you.
Me, too.
[nurse] Dr. Richardson,
- 2-3-1-5... - I got to get back.
Dr. Richardson...
[♪ The Clash: "Career Opportunities"]
- ♪ They offered me the office ♪ - [grunts]
- ♪ Offered me the shop ♪ - [grunting]
♪ They said I'd better take ♪
- [grunting] - ♪ Anything they'd got...
Jesus fucking Christ.
How many people have you killed?
[grunting]
- [grunting] - ♪ Career opportunity...
[sighs] Yeah, who's the slow one now, bitch?
- Here. - ♪ Career opportunity ♪
- [grunting] - ♪ The one that never knocks ♪
[panting]
♪ Oi, oi, oi ♪♪
Seriously, how many people have you killed? [panting]
[Murray] It's got something to do with...
- What, what, what? - [Meyer] The timing.
I'm sorry. [panting]
- [Mindy] Oh. - Jesus.
You smell like what slides out of a cow after a calf is born.
- [Harriet] Oh, my. - [Meyer] All right.
It's time to hunt The Ghost.
Let's find that nine-fingered fucker.
Wh-What happened to the tenth?
[Meyer] Oh, the tenth finger
is in the belly of a Romani girl.
Bit it off while he was experimenting on her.
[Roxy] Ruth had long ago I.D.'d two of the men in this photo.
The first one, you'll recognize.
The Wolf, whereabouts obviously unknown.
But the guy on the end? That's Dieter Zweigelt,
top lieutenant of The Ghost.
Records say he ran a lab for The Ghost at Auschwitz.
Yes, and that little piggy is here.
I found him in the visa applications for 1945.
After Auschwitz fell, Zweigelt changed his name to,
uh, Victor Dillman.
So I searched for and found a Victor Dillman.
Same age, a doctor in Huntsville, Alabama.
[Meyer] Mm-hmm. Well.
Joe, Jonah
and Harriet will pay him a visit.
- We found something else. - Yeah.
We found... [gasps]
...a lead on someone who knew The Ghost.
[Murray] Knew biblically.
All right.
[Mindy] Okay, Tilda Sauer, propagandist,
uh, Goebbels' favorite filmmaker.
She spun his murders of our people
as heroic deeds.
[Murray] Now, Ruth couldn't verify it, but she believed
that Tilda might now be in the States,
living as Karen Ballinger, would you believe it,
a political consultant, a spin doctor, in Westchester.
Roxy, Lonny and I will pay this snake a call.
[Harriet] With any luck, one of these will lead to The Ghost.
[Murray grunts]
Yeah, you know, uh, Meyer, unfortunately, uh,
Murray and I can't join because tomorrow
- is our daughter Amy's wedding. - Yeah, sorry.
[Lonny] I thought I was getting
- her hand in marriage. - [overlapping chatter]
- [Lonny] You promised. - [Murray] Stood up again.
[chuckles] Listen, uh, boychick.
You've got a very good head, uh, for this kind of stuff.
Not as good as mine, but I can't seem to be able
to figure out what the heck else they were communicating
in this music mishegas.
So maybe you could give it a shot for me, huh?
Yeah. Yeah, sure. I'll try not to show you up.
Yeah, thank you, but... we're kind of counting on it
that you do, hmm?
[Harriet] We're only going to be in Alabama
for one fucking day. Hurry up.
♪ ♪
[Ruth] Gonif...
what are you doing in here?
Give me that.
Whose is that?
I thought only boys wear chais.
It belonged to your grandfather.
He gave it to me,
and it's not for you to play with.
What else did you take?
Shanda.
[knocking on door]
[Joe] Hey, there's a girl at the door.
Get rid of her.
You want her to end up like your friend?
[Carol] So, you gonna tell me
where the hell you been?
Been here.
What? I've been around.
[scoffs]
That's bullshit, Jonah.
You missed Booty's funeral.
What the fuck?
Maybe I've had enough funerals for one summer.
Maybe, uh...
I'm dealing with my own shit? Okay?
You lied to that detective about seeing the guy who killed Booty.
And some FBI agent came around here asking about you,
so what the hell is going on?
You know what? You know, worry about OPEC.
Worry about famine.
Worry about the next fucking douchebag you're gonna date.
Just... give me some space, all right?
[sighs]
[door slams]
[Harriet] Relationships are weak spots, Jonah.
A lone wolf is dangerous because it has no pack.
Nothing to protect, nothing to lose.
All of us have had to do what you just did.
- And trust me, it does get... - Easier?
Oh, no, lad. Harder.
Worlds harder.
Time to go, love.
♪ ♪
Well, howdy.
Do you want a drink or food?
I already ate.
[chuckles]
Well, then. This is your party. Let's get to the cake.
Okay.
You don't seem to appreciate
just how integral I am to our mission.
You can't do this without me.
Don't be so sure.
Now undo that childish thing you did.
We need those sanctions lifted immediately.
We can't delay our delivery from South America
a single day more.
First, you must guarantee my safety.
And second,
I'm done going through you.
I want a meeting...
with him.
- [scoffs] - I want a meeting with The General.
Aim lower.
I alone have the ear of the peanut farmer.
So you will do what I ask.
You do your part, Liebling,
and I'll see what I can do.
[Morris] Come on, this is the third fucking bite
you got out of me this week.
I'm not Meals on Wheels.
Give me something on Offerman I can use.
I told you, I did a couple profiles on the guy.
Oh, my... [scoffs]
Then when I needed him most, he disappeared on me, all right?
You happy? Sweet guy.
Hope he gets cancer of the balls.
Needed him for what?
He came to me a year ago, spinning some yarn
that he'd spotted an old Nazi war criminal
at Gristedes on the Upper East.
I thought Offerman's cataracts must have gotten worse,
- until I looked into it. - Mm-hmm.
[Danny] Turns out he was right.
I tried to write a story, expose the Nazi bastard,
then my whole fucking life imploded.
The Nazi in the supermarket, was his name Hans Fischer?
[Danny] How'd you know that?
Did Meyer ever allude to wanting to get revenge?
You know, to kill him?
What? No. Meyer came to me specifically to expose the guy.
And when I started looking into the Gristedes Nazi,
I found another one.
Gretel Fischer?
How the fuck did you know that?
It was you.
You were the one who went to NASA about her,
weren't you?
Did Meyer find out about her, too?
[Danny] What, do you think he's fucking "Shylock Holmes:
Jew Detective"?
I think he had these Nazis killed.
You're trying to cuff the old Jew?
He's the least of your worries.
How many? How many Nazis did you find?
Thousands. There are thousands of them.
I have a source who can prove it.
I gave that story to my publisher.
Couple days later,
a folder was found in my office with photos of young boys.
Pornographic photos.
My fiancée found similar ones in our house.
I tried to explain, but no one, no one, believed me.
I went to Offerman, begged him to help me out.
He... he could have done something,
but he just
pretended like he didn't even know me.
Like we never even spoke.
Look, if you can really prove this,
if you have a... a credible source...
...you got to introduce me.
I can help. I can expose them.
Danny, I can help you finish your story.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
I'm a fucking delivery boy?
Think I graduated from that.
Yeah?
Think again.
What about the bank?
Heard Fredrich Hauser killed himself.
That's not your concern.
Your concern is following my orders.
And taking that bag to that address.
I hope you can handle that.
It's a really, really big job.
[men laughing]
[laughing]
- [maniacal laughter] - [car doors close]
[engine revving]
[car departing]
- [Joe] Is it him? - [Harriet] I can't tell.
Father Time can be a real twat.
[Jonah] Jesus Christ.
This sick fuck did experiments on Jews with seawater.
Why seawater?
Well, most Luftwaffe airmen died not from being shot down
but from exposure when they parachuted into the sea.
The Nazis needed to find a way to prolong life in the ocean,
so they used Jews as lab rats.
"He forced them to ingest gallons of salt water.
Siphoned it down their throats until their bellies distended
and their organs failed.
They drowned in their own bodies,
and he kept going, even when he knew
he'd never find a solution."
♪ ♪
[Jonah sighs]
Shit, Jonah. Looks like you're up.
♪ ♪
Hello? Can I help you?
Yes?
Uh, happy Fourth of July, sir.
Uh, I'm-I'm from the... Young Republicans club.
And, uh, well, we love America 365 days of the year.
Um, I just brought a petition
because we are hoping to keep the flags up all the time,
not just on Independence Day.
Uh, uh, would you be willing to sign?
What organization did you say you're from again?
The-the, uh, Young Republicans... club?
It...
- It's a hot day. - Dad?
- Huh? - Oh, hi. Happy Fourth.
Yeah. Uh, uh, yeah. Happy Fourth.
Dad, did you buy the sparklers
for the party tonight? I don't see 'em.
Oh, ah, I forgot. Do we really need them?
Okay. Okay, okay.
I-I'll-I'll... I'll get them.
Come. Come, come.
Um, uh, can-can... can I please get your signature?
Please?
[signing]
Thank you.
- [Harriet] Same "E." - [Joe] Uh-uh.
- [Harriet] Same "R." - [Joe] Finger off the trigger.
- [Joe] Two hands. - [Harriet] Got him.
[Joe] Push, pull. There you go.
- [Jonah] Push, like... - [Joe] Mm-hmm.
- [Jonah] All right. - [Joe] There you go.
Uh-huh.
Gentlemen.
We have verified Dieter Zweigelt,
also known as Victor Dillman, Nazi scientist,
medical experimenter of Auschwitz
and lieutenant of The Ghost.
[Steckler] Everything set
- for the big day? - Oh, yeah, the flowers,
- the cake, the band. - [Mindy sighs]
Big band.
Murray, would you stop with the band already?
- Why must we have... - [chuckles] With the band.
...an eight-piece band?
You really can't do without the fakakta oboe?
We'll talk about that later.
I'm sure it will be a beautiful event.
- Thank you. - Yes.
But, uh, perhaps now is the time for me to address
the elephant in the kitchen.
Mindy, you are a force for good in the shul.
Thank you, Rabbi.
But, Murray, I am a guest in your home.
Hashem would smite me if I didn't at least try.
Why don't you come to services?
We would love to see you there.
No disrespect, Rabbi. Not my cup of borscht.
Why don't we take some coffee and dessert in the living room?
[Steckler] Excellent idea.
Come on, take the chair.
- Uh, Murray? - Yeah?
Uh, you have endured tremendous...
suffering in-in your life,
and God does not always
make his answers easy for us to understand.
With your permission, I-I...
I would like to tell you a small story.
- [Mindy] Oh, please. - Sure. Sure.
Okay, I... don't want that.
- Um... - [Murray] Yeah.
A poor Jewish farmer
lived in a tiny house
with his wife and six children.
It was misery.
So, one day, he runs to the rabbi, uh,
to explain how terrible things were.
And the wise old rabbi says, "Ah. I know just what to do.
I want you to go home
and take all the animals on your farm
and bring them into the house with you."
The man is skeptical, but, uh, he-he goes home,
he takes his animals and he brings them into his house.
The next day, he runs to the temple.
"Rabbi, it's worse!
We're stuffed like sardines. The chickens defecate
- on the children. - Oh.
The goats are eating everything in sight."
The rabbi says, "Okay, I want you...
Go home and take out all the animals."
And the man said, "Oh, and then God will bless me?"
And the rabbi said, "Yes."
The next day, the man had a smile
on his face as bright as a menorah on the eighth day.
"Rabbi," he said, "life is so good.
It's so quiet. We have room to spare.
It's a joy."
You see, Murray? I...
Y-You understand the meaning of my story?
Uh, uh, sometimes in our trials
and trauma, we-we don't understand
that we are also blessed.
That's a good one, Rabbi.
[camera clicking]
[speaking German] You're certain?
It was this old Jew?
Yes.
He was Hauser's last appointment.
Wonder how that kike jumped out of the oven...
No matter.
We'll tuck him back in soon enough.
[indistinct chattering]
Hi, everyone. Thank you for coming.
I'm your host, Karen Ballinger.
Some of you are longtime friends.
You all know that I've worked
for a lot of politicians in my time,
but no one I believe in more...
than Doug Buckman.
[murmured agreements]
Doug and I are dedicated
to the conservative principle of hard work.
There were no welfare queens when we were kids.
- [Ballinger laughs] - [applauses]
But right now, there's a war for the soul of our country.
And all Doug and I care about is putting America first.
Excuse me.
[Ballinger] We must remain self-sufficient...
Excuse me.
- Yes? - [man whispering] Is she the caterer?
[Roxy] So, you're saying
that every person should pull themselves up
by their bootstraps, right?
But not every person can afford a pair of boots.
[Ballinger] Okay.
But the government can't take you shoe shopping.
[laughter]
[Ballinger] Is it fair your wages pay
for someone's chicken wings?
Someone who's watching
The Jeffersons instead of working?
Of course not. Sympathy leads to handouts.
And capable people become fleas on society's back.
And whom does that help?
[Roxy] By "fleas"
and "chicken wings" and the motherfucking Jeffersons,
you obviously mean "Black people."
- Throw her out of here! - [murmuring]
Why don't you try?
I'll shove that cane up your ass
till you're the world's nastiest lollipop.
- Get the fuck off of me! - [murmuring]
Touch me.
Whoa. [chuckles]
I certainly love a spirited debate.
[applause]
[sighs]
[knocking on door]
[sighs]
♪ ♪
Sorry.
Wasn't done with you yet.
- [electric buzz] - Aah!
[thud]
[Roxy slapping] Wake the fuck up, bitch!
- [panting] - Tilda Sauer... hello.
Aw, fascists are so cute when they first wake up.
Who are you? Who are you people?
[Roxy] Those are some very deep,
existential questions for a fucking Nazi.
[Meyer] Tilda Sauer...
devotee of Joseph Goebbels.
You sowed hate through propaganda.
You spread vile, false stories through false news.
Here you are.
[inhales] That's not me. I'm Belgian.
[Meyer] Belgian?
You lie to our faces.
You've been spewing this horseshit your whole life.
[Ballinger] What are you talking about?
And tonight,
unless we hear the truth,
- you're gonna eat some. - Mm-mm.
Yo, this is seriously gross.
- Yeah. - [Meyer] Okay.
We start the film now.
- [narrator speaking German] - [Ballinger] What is this?
[Meyer] Your handiwork, Tilda.
I have nothing to do with that.
Think that's lie number one.
- [Meyer] Oh, yes. - [Lonny] Hmm?
- [Meyer] I think it is. - Hey, no!
- No! Aah! - [Meyer] Oh, my! Oh, my...
Come on! This shirt is silk!
- [Meyer] Oh, this is awful. - [groaning]
[gags]
[Meyer] Let me translate your words.
- [narrator speaking German] - "They are nothing but rats
and roaches who direct their brutal greed
towards true Germans."
- [Ballinger groaning] - Tell us one truth.
Tell us where Oskar Hauptman is.
- Where is The Ghost? - [Ballinger] I have
no idea what you are talking about.
[Meyer] Yes, you do. Go ahead, Lonny.
[Lonny] Here comes the airplane.
- Mmm, mmm, mmm. - [gagging]
[Meyer] Here it comes.
Open. Ah! Ah, there it is!
- Oh, that's better. - Come on, lady,
tell us what we need to know.
I want to know who you are!
I'm Karen Ballinger!
I know who I am!
That's right, Tilda Sauer!
Tilda Sauer!
- I know who I am. - [Meyer] You're Tilda Sauer.
- Do it again. - [Ballinger whimpers]
Again and again and again, till we loosen the screws...
[Ballinger] No!
...in the back of her throat!
Don't look at me like I'm your fucking soul sister.
- Come on. - [gagging]
[yelling]
Can I get a whiskey?
Did anyone see me?
Think you pulled it off, 007.
Thanks.
What now?
Now we wait.
He'll find us.
♪ Oh, beautiful ♪
♪ For spacious skies ♪
Ready, boys?
♪ For amber waves of grain ♪
♪ For purple mountain majesties ♪
♪ Above the fruited plain ♪
♪ America ♪
♪ God shed his grace ♪
♪ On thee ♪
♪ And crown thy good ♪
♪ With brotherhood ♪
♪ From sea to shining sea ♪♪
[cheering]
- [explosions] - [heavy gunfire]
[soldiers shouting indistinctly]
[grunts]
- [bomb whistling] - [screaming]
[girl screaming]
[crying]
♪ ♪
[Jonah] Joe, what are you doing?
- [muffled grunting] - Don't fucking move.
Don't fucking move.
[grunting]
Put the fucking knife down.
Put it down. Put the fucking thing down.
- Joe. - [gasps]
[grunts]
Keep fucking walking or I'll blow
- your fucking brains out. - [Joe] Come on.
[Southern accent] Madam Secretary?
[purrs] You look lovely.
- [Kreps chuckles] - Glad I caught you.
Fourth of July dinner with the VP. I hate heels.
[laughs] Uh, thank you for the other day,
but I think I might've let my emotions cloud
my better judgment.
I made a mistake asking you to do that, Juanita.
Lifting sanctions is... is really the right choice.
Are you kidding? You said...
And I'm simply mortified.
I got caught up in it all, but, gosh darn it,
we're better off working with the dictators down there.
'Cause if we don't, the commies will.
And allowing commies into our neck of the woods?
Well,
that wouldn't look too good for our president, would it?
You want me to go back to Carter and fucking flip-flop?
Why?
This is 100% my fault, Juanita, no question.
Although ultimately, if we don't lift the sanctions
and the Russians do get a toehold,
I suppose he'll probably lay
100% of the blame on you.
You small-balled son of a bitch.
I'm just finally thinking clearly after my...
[gulps] ...after my trauma.
[The Colonel speaking German over phone]
[phone clicks]
[speaking German] She needs me back.
You know what to do.
[Harriet] Victor Dillman.
Or should I say Dieter Zweigelt?
Nazi doctor,
torturer, murderer.
Tonight your sins, it seems, have caught up with you.
No, that was... that was during a war.
I-I'm not the same man anymore.
[Harriet] Oh, right, you're an angel now, are you?
You help little old ladies cross the road
and you shit Cadbury Creme Eggs.
You want to live, you talk.
Oskar Hauptman, The Ghost, where is he?
Hauptman? I-I have no idea.
[grunts]
[coughing]
[grunting]
No! No, no, no, no, please.
Please. Okay, okay.
A couple of years ago, he did come around to me.
He was in charge of secret experiments
at-at a lab in Maryland.
Edgewood.
The military research facility?
I knew a guy in basic who got shipped there.
- What did he want from you? - [Dieter] Well,
he was close to a weapon that was m-more powerful
than an atomic bomb.
He-he was building a team.
He-he wanted his trusted
lieutenants close by to help him.
What sort of weapon? Nuclear? Chemical?
I-I-I don't know. I didn't want to ask him.
I-I told him no right away.
I mean, I-I've had a good life here.
How'd you even sneak into the country?
Sneak? No. I... I was invited!
I was brought here to-to help your science programs
by the CIA.
- CIA? - Yes!
[Jonah] We fucking brought them here?
After the war, it was... it was chaos.
But... but the Americans
and the Soviets, they were on the eve of their own war.
A-And... and-and the Russians?
They threatened death if we didn't go with them,
but the Americans, they-they offered...
they offered life.
My-my whole lab w-was recruited.
They gave us American names and American homes.
They gave us jobs in-in... in the space program, NASA.
I mean, we are citizens.
We are just like you.
- [Harriet] Fuck me. - [Joe] Bullshit.
Well, it's true!
How do you think you got to the moon?
It was our rocketeers, our biologists.
I mean, we-we-we... we helped you.
NASA, just like Gretel.
So NASA's filled with fucking Nazis?
Where is the rest of your lab?
Are any of them here tonight?
[fireworks popping and crackling]
[groaning]
Give us names
or I will cut this off your face and feed it to a duck.
[screams]
German names. Aliases, now.
[whimpering]
- Hmm? - Hans Schlieter.
Hans Schlieter?
[Dieter] Hank Darcy. He was Hank Darcy.
Hank Darcy.
- [Dieter] Klaus Furst. - [Harriet] Klaus Furst.
William Rogers.
William Rogers, yes.
Moritz Ehrlich.
Now... Kenneth Swiggens.
What about Wilhelm Zuchs?
[Dieter] The head Nazi surgeon?
I have no idea where he is.
Did you say Moritz Ehrlich?
Yes.
Yes. Yes, he's here.
Yes, they're all here.
We...
We all came here to make a new life.
- We don't need him anymore. - But you said if I talked...
[Harriet] Oh, I said?!
And what did you say to the Jews you drowned,
you Nazi fucking cunt?
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no. [groans]
[muffled groaning]
You boys have got this, yes?
They're not on the list, Harriet.
- They are on my list, Joseph. - No, w-wait.
Out of my way, little one.
- Out! - All right. All right.
[Dieter groans]
[fireworks whistling and popping]
[whispering] Kenneth Swiggens. Moritz Ehrlich.
[full volume] Kenneth Swiggens?
Excuse me, are you Kenneth Swiggens?
No, dear. Hank Darcy. Do I know you?
[sighs] Kenneth Swiggens?
Kenneth Swiggens?
Uh, I'm Kenneth.
[speaking German] You're in danger.
Jews are after you.
Come with me, I'll keep you safe.
In Ordnung, ja?
- You die like you killed. - [muffled groaning]
An eye for an eye.
- [cheering in distance] - [muffled screaming]
[gagging]
- [woman screams nearby] - [man] Somebody's been shot!
- [man] Call the police! - What the fuck did she do?
[gasping]
- Lucky. - [Jonah] Joe, we got to go.
[grunts]
[clamoring]
[Joe] Walk, don't run, straight to the car. You cool?
Yeah.
[woman] Dad? Daddy!
[Joe] Almost there.
Hey. Hey, you! Hey!
[overlapping screams]
[Joe] There it is.
- [engine revving] - [Jonah] What the hell?
- [Joe] Harriet! - [Jonah] What the fuck?
[Jonah] Hey! What the fuck is she doing?
[Ballinger panting] I beg you.
Please stop.
Stop, I beg you. I beg you.
- Maybe this ain't the gal. - [Meyer] No.
- Do it. - [gasping]
Do it now.
She will eat an entire acre if she does not tell us
about The Ghost.
- I... [gagging] - [Lonny] Yeah.
- [gasping] - [Meyer] That's right.
[coughs]
[Ballinger crying] I don't know any Ghost.
[gasping]
I don't know any Ghost, you goddamn imbeciles.
I was not in the war!
Tilda... Sauer.
I am Karen Ballinger. [panting]
I know who I am. I know who I am.
And I know who you all are.
You, the insecure actor.
I think you mean Tony Award-winning...
insecure actor.
[Ballinger] You are nothing.
[laughing]
Does any-anyone care about you?
[Ballinger laughing]
You're an echo in a well.
A shadow in the dark. No one sees you.
You-you know why?
Because there's nothing to see.
Shut the fuck up, you Nazi bitch.
Oh... the Negress is talking.
Do you think these men, they care about you?
They use you...
for your black skin.
And when they're done with you,
they'll throw you back into the ghetto.
If... the ghetto will even take you anymore. [laughs]
That's enough.
[Ballinger] And you.
You're the biggest charlatan of them all.
Oh? How's that, hmm?
[speaking German] Great pretender, clever tongue...
- [gunshot] - [gasping]
- Enough. - [Lonny] She...
What the fuck? What the fuck did you just do?
She... We-we... She... We didn't verify her!
She didn't even tell us anything.
- She could've known something, Meyer. - [Meyer] No.
[Roxy] She could've given us something on The Ghost,
- and you just... - No, she knew nothing.
Just how to pour poison into our ears.
That's all she knew.
Believe me. Sweep in here.
I'll check the bedrooms.
[Danny] They were calculated
in how they discredited me.
- They knew they had to ruin me. - That is rough.
And they still surveil me. There's always a white van
on my block with antennas on it and shit.
They say it's for TV repair, but I know, and...
Danny, is this guy coming or what?
I don't know, maybe something's up.
Are you doubting me?
Yeah, maybe, a little.
Come on.
Maybe you're lonely, yeah?
- [sighs] - Maybe I'm someone
to talk your shit out with
while you get out of your mom's for a free meal.
Maybe I'm an idiot for believing you.
You came to me. You stalked me.
You think I'm happy to be out here, exposed?
I don't know. Maybe.
Hey. You better come back and pay.
[♪ Blue: "Red Light Song"]
[door bangs open]
[door closes]
♪ Right through the night ♪
♪ And I can feel the heat...
[grunting]
[man 1] Stop asking questions, you fucking dyke,
or you're gonna end up just like your nutbag friend.
[grunting]
[man 2] We're always watching.
- Always. - [grunting]
♪ Getting higher and higher ♪
[man 1] Happy Fourth of July.
♪ You know, the world seems small ♪
♪ When you're flying high above ♪
[door closes]
♪ And the only thing that's missing ♪
♪ Is a universal love ♪♪
♪ ♪
[sniffing]
[exhales]
[Roxy] Lonny, it's time to go.
[sighs]
- [Lonny] Hey. Hey. - [Meyer] What?
[Lonny] That was supremely fucked up.
You didn't even know it was her.
This is Tilda. It was her.
See? Camera and all.
[Lonny] Okay, but you didn't know that when you killed her.
[grunting]
[Lonny] Roxy.
Jesus, fuck. Fuck!
[grunts]
[grunts angrily]
[Travis] Fucking delivery boy, huh?
[gunshots]
- [Meyer grunts] - [chuckles]
[grunting]
[Travis] ♪ To dream the impossible dream ♪
[panting]
♪ To fight the unbeatable foe ♪
♪ To bear with unbearable sorrow ♪
- [sighs] Roxy. Roxy. - [Travis] ♪ To run ♪
♪ Where the brave dare not go ♪
- [siren wailing] - Lonny, we got to go.
[panting]
We move in that direction. Come. Come on.
[Travis] ♪ This is my quest to follow that star ♪
[Lonny] Who the fuck is that psycho?
- ♪ The impossible dream ♪ - [♪ Robert Goulet: "The Impossible Dream"]
- [grumbles] - [sirens wailing]
♪ To fight the unbeatable foe ♪
♪ To bear with unbearable sorrow ♪
[engine starts]
♪ To run where the brave dare not go ♪
♪ This is my quest ♪
♪ To follow that star ♪
♪ No matter how hopeless ♪
♪ No matter how far ♪
♪ To fight for the right ♪
♪ Without question or pause ♪♪
[music stops]
[beeping]
- ♪ ♪ - [birds tweeting]
♪ Come see us in Huntsville ♪
Come see the warm Alabama weather.
♪ Come live and be free ♪
Come try the BBQ!
♪ You're welcome to join us ♪
Come see life free from the guilt.
♪ If you're a Nazi ♪♪
Come, see all our new white friends.
[narrator] Come to Huntsville, Alabama.
Home of the Space and Rocket Center,
staffed by Nazi scientists
smuggled here by your government.
Oh, yeah, it really happened.
[shushing]
[laughing]
[narrator] But, hey, we got to the moon.
- [static buzzing] - [beeping]
♪ ♪