[♪ Rolling Stones: "Paint It, Black"]
♪ I see a red door ♪
♪ And I want it painted black ♪
♪ No colors anymore ♪
♪ I want them to turn black ♪
♪ I see the girls walk by ♪
♪ Dressed in their summer clothes ♪
♪ I have to turn my head until my darkness goes ♪
♪ I see a line of cars and they're all painted black ♪
♪ With flowers and my love ♪
♪ Both never to come back ♪
♪ I see people turn their heads ♪
♪ And quickly look away ♪
♪ Like a newborn baby ♪
♪ It just happens every day ♪
♪ I look inside myself and see my heart is black ♪
♪ I see my red door ♪
♪ I must have it painted black ♪
♪ Maybe then I'll fade away ♪
♪ And not have to face the facts ♪
♪ It's not easy facing up ♪
♪ When your whole world is black ♪
♪ No more will my green sea go...
[agent] It's a fucking blackout!
Lights out in all five boroughs.
- NYPD's calling for backup. - Where?
Where? Look out the window, Salovaara.
Fucking everywhere.
Well, get out there and man the fucking streets!
♪ If I look hard enough into the setting sun...
- What the fuck is going on? - I told you, you fool!
I told you! Any blood
on those streets is on your hands!
I need more than your word. I need fucking proof!
Proof? Th... Look, look! The plague is here.
Is that not proof enough?! Damn you!
Listen to me.
I'll tell you all I know about the Fourth Reich,
but you will take these shackles off.
I will not. You are a criminal.
- I am not a criminal. Please! - You are a murderer.
No, I'm a savior!
Do you understand that? I'm a savior!
Look at that. That's a cross.
You are a woman of God, are you?
- Are you? - I am.
[Meyer] Yeah? Okay.
[sighs]
Darkness was only the ninth plague.
Did nuns ever teach you what the tenth and final one was?
The death of the firstborn.
Death, death of millions. The death of millions.
And if you hope to stop it,
we must go now.
This is a fucking one-night stand.
Clock strikes midnight and I'm back to hunting your ass.
- Give me your hands. - ♪ I wanna see the sun ♪
♪ Blotted out from the sky ♪
♪ I wanna see it painted, painted, painted ♪
♪ Painted black, yeah ♪
♪ I wanna see your face...
[Ruth] It's your fault.
♪ Black as night, black as coal ♪♪
[man shouts]
-[shouting, clamoring] -[alarm ringing]
[siren wails]
♪ ♪
[Harriet] And how the bloody fuck
do we know that we can trust her?!
[Morris] Because if anyone found out what I'm doing,
I'd be going on a ride 25-to-life alongside
you Village People cover band motherfuckers.
[Meyer] All right, stop.
- Enough. Enough! Stop! - No. Meyer.
They just blew up a goddamn power plant.
They ravage a city.
We need her resources.
Where's Jonah and where's, uh, Murray?
[Lonny] We got separated.
And Murray ain't winning the New York City Marathon
anytime soon.
And I'm-I'm fine, too, thank you.
- I can feel the concern. - [door opens, closes]
[guns click]
[Meyer] Hold on.
[Mindy] Jonah.
[Jonah panting]
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
No. Oh.
Oh, no.
[sobbing]
[Meyer mutters]
[Rabbi Steckler] Today,
we, too, are in total darkness
because Murray was our light.
It's no secret
that in the shadows of the Shoah,
Murray turned away from God,
as he asked, "How can God exist?"
The irony is that the answer to the question is Murray.
A man like this is the greatest evidence
of Hashem.
A man who came to my office last year,
unbeknownst to Mindy...
...and as a final gift to his faithful wife...
...said, "Rabbi, when she's finally succeeded
in nagging me to death, I want the service in shul.
I want a Jewish ceremony...
...not because I believe in Him...
...but because I believe in her."
Mindy.
♪ ♪
[speaking Hebrew] I love you.
The guy clearly got a good look at my face.
[Joe clears throat]
- So... - [door creaks shut]
Area hospitals have no admissions
for viral outbreaks, chemical exposures.
Nothing.
Those bombs didn't carry a virus.
NYPD is chalking the explosion up
to an electrical malfunction on the subway.
So...
No virus, no mass casualties. Doesn't make sense.
Maybe Murray stopped it.
Maybe they just wanted to down the power grid,
blow up the subway, kill hundreds, and we foiled it.
[Jonah] No... [stammers]
We didn't foil shit.
They all said The Ghost was building a weapon
more powerful than the A-bomb.
The kid's right.
The Ghost's blood samples are our best lead.
I'll check in with Patricia. We meet back at Meyer's.
Hmm?
[indistinct chatter]
[panting]
[car horn beeping in distance]
[Meyer] Jonah?
Jonah? Jonah, Jonah.
Breathe, Jonah, breathe.
I don't want to fucking breathe.
I don't want to fucking breathe! I just want to fucking scream.
Yes.
I could fucking scream right now at my safta.
Yes.
Murray, Booty, they all have one thing in common.
You know what that is?
It's me. That's me. I fucking killed them.
- No. - Do you understand how I feel inside?
- Yes. I do. I do. - I feel like I'm burning.
Like I'm on fucking fire.
- I want to fucking explode right now. - Yes.
I fucking hesitated.
I got Booty killed. I let that lady get away.
[Meyer] All right,
then why did you show mercy to that monster?
- Why? Why didn't you... - I hesitated.
- ...shoot that woman with a child in her arms? - 'Cause I hesitated.
- I fucking hesitated. - Why didn't you do it?
- 'Cause I'm a fuck... I'm a fuckup. - Jonah, tell me why!
- Why? - I'm a fuckup. I'm a fuckup.
- Why?! - I did the right thing, I did the right thing.
I did what she would have wanted me to do.
That's right.
You're right.
And yet they keep fucking winning.
They keep fucking winning.
Why do they get to play by their own set of rules?
Why do the good guys always have to do the fucking right thing?
We don't.
Why do you have that in your head?
You had this all your life,
this thing about the comic books and crusaders and heroes.
Heroes made from ink...
...not blood.
Heroes made of parchment, not flesh.
Fantasies. Wishes.
They're lies. Jonah, they are lies.
You have in you...
a fire that needs to be released.
[takes deep breath]
Get ready to know what it is to be a hero in this world.
But I have to tell you something now.
I have to tell you why...
I was unworthy of your safta.
One night, The Wolf came into my room.
[The Wolf speaks German]
He woke me up from my dream
and dragged me outside into the woods.
[speaking German] You have a choice.
You can choose...
...to kill this innocent man...
...or...
...I will kill Ruth right where she stands.
[Ruth speaking Polish] Don't, Meyer...
...don't let him win.
Let him kill me instead.
That's what I want. Please.
- Kill me. Kill me! - [The Wolf] Shh. Hey, hey.
Kill me!
- [shushing] - It's my choice.
Meyerleh. Meyer.
Who are you going to choose, huh?
Choose me. Shoot me, Meyer.
[Ruth continues in Polish]
Meyer, no.
Nie, Meyer, nie!
- [The Wolf shouts in German] - [Ruth continues in Polish]
[Ruth sobbing]
[body thuds]
[breath trembling]
Bring me the next one!
[Meyer] But... it was only the start.
- [Ruth sobbing] - How many?
How many do you think she's worth?
No, Meyer!
Meyer, choose me.
[Ruth crying]
Perhaps this is a story...
...that is not meant to be told today.
Today is for Murray.
And there will be time for this story.
It deserves time.
[grunts]
[panting]
[sighs]
[grunting]
[knocking on door]
Mr. Simpson? Sir,
this is Officer Maldonado with the Chevy Chase PD.
Someone called in a welfare check for you, sir.
- [clattering] - Mr. Simpson?
Are you okay in there?
[door thudding]
[indistinct police radio transmission]
[Maldonado] Mr. Simpson?
- [tires screech] - Shit.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
Just one, okay?
- Can I have two? - Mm-hmm.
Roxy.
You need to come back.
Now more than ever before.
Murray stopped the bomb, Meyer.
No.
The winds are bringing far worse.
You can't save her
unless you save the world, too, darling.
[Malika] Why'd that man say you need to save the world?
[Roxy] He's crazy.
Mommy, are you a superhero?
[scoffs] I'm a Black woman in America, baby.
Superheroes ain't got nothing on me.
[sniffles] Come on.
[Katarina] With 500,000 gallons by the end of this week,
we estimate 12 million casualties by month's end.
We'll hit every inner city from here to Los Angeles.
[Colonel] And in my day, we thought six million
was cause for celebration.
Just marvelous.
And the Solution was brought here
safe and sound because of you.
Just lovely, my dear.
And yet you...
...let the old Jew's rats get away.
Take care of the vermin the American could not.
And take him along.
When a dog soils the rug,
you must thrust his face into his own shit.
I'd recognize those hooker heels anywhere.
Didn't the nuns raise us to be chaste?
What's wrong with it?
Nothing at all, dear.
That's the point, at least on first glance.
No, that's impossible.
You have to cultivate it again.
Well, I cultivated the blood again.
It's infected, but with a strain I've never seen before.
Near invisible. No symptoms, no indications...
...until six weeks after exposure,
then suddenly it detonates inside the body like the plague.
You won't know you're living with a disease
until it's too late.
And with that replication pattern...
...there is no cure.
Hey, Ma.
[Maria] She's been out for a few hours.
Well, I came as soon as...
Are you limping?
Some looters shoved me down on 114th. I'm fine.
We found an embolism.
We need to monitor her closely.
Keep her on blood thinners.
Thank you.
I went to a funeral this morning
for a survivor of the Nazi death camps.
They told a story
about how this man and his wife
were imprisoned in different camps,
like held apart for years.
But there was this one gate that all the prisoners
were marched through every day,
and so this man would pick a dandelion
or a weed or whatever he could find, and he...
he'd tie it to the fence of the barbed wire
so that his wife would see it when she would walk by.
Because...
even in...
...all the horror and the death, he still wanted to tell her
that everything was gonna be all right.
He still needed to tell her, "I love you."
And I got this feeling, you know?
And I... I called you... [shudders]
...because I...
needed...
I needed to...
I needed to let you know...
- I... I lo... - [Lou] Nice of you
to finally show up.
I'm late for my rounds.
Please stay and pray with us.
For Viola.
Almighty and Eternal God,
you are the everlasting health of those who believe in you.
Hear us for your sick servant,
Viola, for whom we implore
your tender mercy.
[Viola] Through Christ our Lord.
Amen.
I'll let you all visit.
Hi.
I'm here for you anytime, Viola.
Do you want some water? How are you feeling, Ma?
Oh.
Mmm. I'm-I'm fine, baby. I'm fine.
You don't check in for days,
and now you care how she's feeling?
[Viola] Enough, Lou. Go to the cafeteria.
Cool off.
I'm really sorry I wasn't here sooner.
Oh, it's okay.
Maria made sure I was in good hands.
I would've thought she had enough with her own patients.
Oh, Melinda.
My nervous system is failing me,
but my eyes still work right fine.
Oh... I've known the rhythm of your heart
longer than you.
Ma, whatever's got you worked up...
And as good as God, I know when it makes you flutter.
She took good care of me, Millie.
She took good care of me for you.
And if what I think's going on
between you and Maria is really going on...
Ma, I...
...then God don't take these things lightly.
Love...
is His greatest gift...
and is a treasure
you must hold on to.
Don't throw it away.
[crying] Ma.
[Viola] Oh, baby.
- Oh, baby. - [Morris crying]
[Viola] I see you. I see you.
[news anchor] And that's right. Looks like the lights
are finally back on
in the Big Apple.
She sure hates you.
♪ Put your head on my shoulder...
Did you know that there are 2,500 unique species
of mayfly in the world?
Yes, siree, Bob.
They're unique because they live out their entire lives
in the span of a single day.
Birth, maturation.
They buzz and dance and buzz and fuck.
After 24 hours, they've served their entire life's purpose.
And then they do the dignified thing.
- They drop dead. - What's your point?
My point is that these Jewish insects simply won't die.
The way you speak about these Jews...
...sounds like they excite your little penis.
Maybe that's why you never kill them
when you have the chance, American.
♪ Put your head on their shoulders ♪
♪ Hold me with your arms ♪
♪ Baby ♪♪
[laughing]
Will you do me a favor?
Open the glove compartment.
That's your brother's.
They begged.
It was so cute.
You think that I'm weak?
That I'm defected and deficient?
[grunting]
♪ Tell me that you love me, too ♪
♪ Tell me that you love me, too ♪♪
[gagging]
If you all were so good
and pure, why didn't your families
get it right the first time, hmm?
- [grunting] - The villainy you teach,
Americans will always better the instruction.
Hitler was five-nine.
I'm five-nine and a half.
[groaning]
[panting]
[grunting]
[panting]
♪ Put your head on my shoulder ♪
♪ Hold me in your arms ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ Squeeze me oh so tight ♪
♪ Show me ♪
♪ That you love me, too ♪
♪ Put your lips next to mine, dear ♪
♪ Won't you kiss me ♪♪
No Kristallnacht, no cattle cars,
no camps, no crematoria.
Now just a series of manufactured cells.
[Roxy] Why wasn't it part of the bombs?
[Harriet] Because it isn't an airborne contagion.
It's a pathogen.
A poison.
It has to be consumed, ingested.
Pat said if you wanted to infect, say,
the entire of Manhattan,
you would need barrels of this stuff.
Wait, the subway. The subway. The blast.
I-It pulled all available cops from nearby stations
to Midtown Manhattan, leaving open the bridges.
[Joe] So what?
Th-There aren't any factories in Manhattan,
s-so they had to bring the stuff in.
What-what-what if they were trying to...
Wh-What if they were trying to create a distraction
in order to transport the poison in?
[Morris] Yeah, but the city
was shut down.
They closed the bridges and tunnels.
Yeah, but what about the ports?
[line ringing]
Yeah.
I know, and I can explain.
[sighs]
I... But I have nowhere else to turn.
Please.
You have to help me.
21825.
Thank you. I'll meet you there.
Schidler Corporation.
Port supervisor said it was the last ship in
before the blackout hit. It is a food conglomerate
in Argentina. I pulled everything
I could find on them, tax returns, earnings reports.
Uh, they've got five properties
on the eastern seaboard, but their HQ is here in the city.
Looks like Schidler Corp.
made a hefty donation to Rocket Man.
- [Lonny] Whoa. - [Joe] Seems he's also on their board.
Who's Rocket Man?
[Meyer] Rocket Man is Wernher von Braun.
He's a Nazi rocket scientist.
He was a genius and my golden goose.
[Roxy] He used thousands
of Jewish slaves to build the V-2 rockets for Germany.
Those rockets killed thousands in Britain,
and 20,000 camp prisoners died in his factory.
As soon as the war was over, he was recruited by NASA.
His work on Saturn V begat the Apollo 11 mission,
which propelled the U.S. to the moon.
[Lonny] Graced the cover of Time.
Starred in Disney's TV shows.
All of America fucking loved the guy.
So what did you mean von Braun was your golden goose?
Oh, he died last month.
Pancreatic cancer.
See, he was too prominent a national treasure
for us to annihilate him, so...
Wernher von Braun is connected
to this shady agri-corp with Nazi ties,
and he dies one month
before the Nazis are planning their attack.
That seems convenient, no?
You think Rocket Man is alive.
[Morris] Could be.
[Lonny] Wiesenthal had been building a case
against von Braun for years.
If anyone knows where we could find him, it'd be him.
Who's Wiesenthal?
[Lonny] Simon Wiesenthal.
The world's most infamous Nazi hunter.
Though, uh, he's not exactly a fan of ours.
[Wiesenthal] Meyerleh,
- Meyerleh. - [Meyer] Simon.
Well, I finally get the chance to see
your merry little band in the light of day.
I thought you hunted only Nazis, Simon.
What's with those guards?
You robbed us once
of two of our files
of Viktor Frondheim and Wilhelm Zuchs.
We are meant to be
consecrated to a greater law.
The Nazi Hunter is the prime of our people,
but this is a profession of angels, my friend.
Angels do not get blood on their wings.
Well, perhaps... the age of angels is over.
You kill these people in cold blood, Meyer.
You're damn right.
And this is Jewish?
You ask what's Jewish.
Moses. Esther. Judah.
Our forefathers who fought for their right to exist.
That's what we do.
But what is not Jewish, what can no longer be Jewish,
is to allow these murderers to strike again.
If we follow your path, Simon...
...they will eradicate the Jew
before we ever have a chance to fight them back.
Yeah, but, Meyer, if we follow your path
and compromise our morals, what makes us us,
then we Jews will eradicate ourselves.
We will cease to be Jewish.
We'll become another creature.
Golems, perhaps.
Simon, we could argue this all day.
I come here for a favor.
I need everything you have on von Braun.
Oh, you're a spiritualist now?
Well, you see, he died.
- He died. - Hmm.
You saw the body?
We've heard many ghost stories of men bigger than Wernher.
Yeah, y-you're on a fool's errand, Meyer.
What? What? Come on, what do you want?
What do you want?
If he's dead, we go on a wild fucking goose chase, right?
Keeps us from knocking off
another one of these motherfuckers.
You can go back to your whole Atticus Finch routine.
Isn't that what you want?
You are Ruth's grandson?
Hmm?
[smacks lips] You desecrate her memory by choosing this.
All right, I'll give you what you ask for...
...send you on your fantasy hunt.
On one condition.
That you never come to me again. All right?
Not for anything.
We have a deal, brother.
Meyer...
...remember, before the night fell...
...we were just people listening to music,
playing with our children, telling stories.
[Meyer] Hmm.
But we were chosen, Meyer.
We were.
Sometimes I wish we weren't, but we were chosen.
Now, perhaps this is God's ultimate test.
Not the slavery in Egypt,
or Rome, or the pogroms.
Not even the Shoah.
Perhaps this is the greatest test of all...
...is what we choose to do now.
Meyer, remember who we were.
Remember who we are.
Hmm?
[kisses]
Thank you.
For the files.
Let's go.
[Amy] You sure you're gonna be okay alone here, Ma?
[Mindy] Yeah, darling, please,
I'm fine. You go, you go. [sniffles]
- Don't forget to wear that sweater. - [chuckles] It's July, Ma.
I know, but you know
they blast that air-conditioning everywhere.
Hmm, okay.
Y-You know Carol Smolinsky.
She went into the movie theater to see
- Herbie Goes to Monte Carlo. - Hmm.
She left there with pneumonia.
I'll wear the sweater, Ma.
- Okay? - Yeah.
- [chuckles] - Good girl.
You... you all right there?
Yeah. Are you?
- Oh, me? - Yeah.
I'm fine. Go, go, go.
[both laughing]
- Yeah. - Okay.
[door opens]
Hey, Ma. Love you.
- [kisses] - [door closes]
Well, you know,
Irene Schlosstein, she just... could not keep her mouth shut.
And the waterworks.
It was like it was her husband's shiva.
That Hymie Herschel, he-he smelled up the whole apartment,
of course, you know.
And the insufferable Eileen Shekenstein came,
but you know... [sniffles]
she, she-she gave me a nice hello,
and that-that counts for something.
[Murray] Yeah, it sure does.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Ah. Oh, the rabbi...
Oh. No, no, tell me all about the rabbi. What?
Well, he gave a beautiful service.
[sighs] Yeah, you know what the only perk is
about being blown up to bits?
I didn't have to sit through that.
- Oh, please. - Yeah.
You're just such a wiseass.
Yes, well, some things, Mindeleh, are eternal.
[chuckles]
Who is going to fix that leak in the sink?
You'll get a handyman.
And who's going to change the light bulbs?
[sighs] You'll ask the boys.
[Mindy sighs]
Who is going...
to put his arm around me at night?
Who's going to groan when I pass a little gas...
- [laughs] - ...and-and rub my bunions and...
Who-who is going to know the stories, you know,
that gave me these wrinkles?
Who's going to watch over me?
I will. I always will.
[laughs]
[sniffles]
Are you with him?
[Murray] I am.
H-How does he look?
- Just as you remember him. - Yeah?
- Is he safe? - Safe.
- Is he happy? - Oh, he's happy.
[laughs]
Is he him?
He's him.
♪ ♪
Does he forgive us for what happened?
And for living on
without him?
Yeah, he does. [sighs]
But he misses you.
He misses you.
- He misses your scent. - Ah.
[chuckling] He misses your rugelach.
- [chuckles] - And he misses
the way you used to kiss him...
...even though he was pretending to be sleeping.
[laughs]
Mm.
Would you like to see him?
Murray.
Yeah. Come.
- Murray. Murray! - Come, come.
- I-I see him? - Come.
[birds chirping]
♪ ♪
Where is he?
- You'll see. - Oh.
[Murray] Aaron?
- Come. - [gasp] Ah!
[laughing] Oh! Ketzeleh. Ketzeleh.
[sighing]
- Oh. - I missed you, Mama.
Oh. My boy.
I missed you.
[gasps]
Did you do all this?
So that when you and Tata came, you'd feel at home.
It's beautiful.
Oh, it's so beautiful.
Do you want to make something, Mama?
Oh.
I'd rather not dare. [chuckles]
Whatever I make, it will not compare,
because many years ago, I already made
that most beautiful thing of all.
[laughing]
[kisses]
Mindeleh, it's time to go now.
Yes. Say yes.
Before it's too late.
Mindy, it's not time for you to stay here with us.
- Not yet. - Hmm.
Aaron.
Aaron, you say goodbye to your mama.
- Yeah. - [Mindy sighing]
- [Mindy] Yeah. - [Murray] It's time.
Come.
Hey, Aaron, Aaron?
- [chuckles] - [laughs]
Go.
Come.
Hmm.
Yeah. Come.
You don't have to worry about him.
I will take care of him, I will never let him go.
I know that.
You-you never did.
And he will take care of you
for a time until I see you again.
Yeah.
[Murray] One last thing.
Aaron asked that you show to Moritz mercy.
That is his wish.
♪ ♪
You have a guardian angel, Moritz.
An angel, I say.
Yeah.
- [groans] - You... you deserved...
- so much worse. - [Moritz gasps]
- [Moritz cries, whimpers] - [chains jingle]
[gunshot]
[shell clatters]
[horn toots softly]
[Jonah] You stole from him, from Wiesenthal.
Files on The Wolf.
What'd you find in them?
Not much. Your safta took the files.
She wanted to learn more about The Wolf.
What Wiesenthal said about her...
I mean, it's bullshit, right? I'm not desecrating shit.
- I'm fucking honoring her. - Of course you are.
I-I mean, you said it. You said it.
It's... The Hunt is Jewish.
And-and our forefathers did it, too.
They fought for their existence. They killed their enemies.
[Meyer] Of course they did.
How many people did you kill that night?
Eleven.
Eleven innocent souls.
In that moment, I made a choice to protect the woman I love.
And in doing that,
I became a different creature.
It cost me my world.
But...
...it turned me toward the man I was destined to be.
Now in darkness,
I could protect the light.
I became the night so that the day would live.
That is the mark of a hero, Jonah.
Not the one who does what is right...
but the one who does...
...what is necessary.
[short whistle]
[engine shuts off]
♪ ♪
[Meyer] Hello, Wernher.
Hello.
How are you?
I don't want any trouble.
[Meyer] Give Rocket Man
a chair to sit in.
So, Wernher...
do you really believe
that landing on the moon was worth
the lives of millions of people?
The science...
...that I created led to great inventions,
led to medical innovation, longer lives,
to peace around the world.
My work always was one for peace and progress.
[Jonah] Shut the fuck up!
Hey, enough. Enough.
Listen, we've heard it all before.
"I didn't know what I was doing."
"I was just following orders."
"I'm sorry for what I did."
"I thought we were building a better world."
We've heard 'em all.
All the reasons. All the excuses.
You did horrible fucking things.
You enslaved hundreds of people.
You killed thousands with your weapons.
Then you come to the United States,
you live a life of celebrity, sipping mai tais,
gargling Walt Disney's Jew-hating balls.
We don't need another excuse.
We are spent.
Now you're gonna skip the bullshit,
and you're gonna give us an answer.
What do you know about the Fourth Reich?
The what?
The what? The what?
The Fourth Reich. What do you know about it?
What do you know about the fucking Fourth Reich?
I-I don't understand.
Don't play fucking stupid. What do you know
- about the Fourth Reich? - I swear!
I swear.
So, Schidler Corp.'s been in the news
on this South American trade bill.
Was a guy named Biff Simpson behind it,
the Under Secretary of State.
And wouldn't you know, he's on the fucking lam,
chief suspect in a double homicide.
That guy whose family was murdered at that barbecue?
[Morris] Everyone but him, and not only that.
There was a woman killed, a Helen Hirsch.
She's a survivor of the Nazi death camps.
So where's Biff Simpson up here?
[knocking on door]
Been a long time, friend-o.
[Meyer] Now, Wernher.
You need to tell us everything you know.
Or we're gonna light you up...
brighter than the stars above.
What is the Fourth Reich?
I don't know.
[clicking tongue]
Hold it, Joe.
Let the boy do it.
It's for the light.
♪ ♪
[electricity crackling]
What is the Fourth Reich?
- I don't understand. - What is the Fourth Reich?
What is the Fourth Reich?
Okay.
What is... the Fourth Reich?
Tell us what you know.
- Tell us what you fucking know! - Stop. Please. Please?
I'll tell you! I'll tell you.
[Wernher sighs]
I didn't know the extent.
I only joined because she promised
there would be no money issues.
The Fourth Reich would fund projects the prudes at NASA
never would dare.
Mars, distant galaxies, black holes.
She said that if I helped her take the world,
I could rule the stars.
She?
The Colonel.
[Meyer] The Colonel?
I-I don't know her real name.
I didn't want to hurt anyone.
I wanted the moon.
I wanted the stars.
So...
...I helped them create it.
The Solution.
Wait. The pathogen. The pathogen, right?
Where is it being released?
Where are they fucking releasing it?!
Everywhere.
It's in everything.
It's in food and drink, medicines.
It's a new creation.
It's a new weapon.
A food substitute soon to be on every shelf...
in America.
Targeting the inner cities.
Glucopyranose monohydrate.
Corn syrup.
[chuckles]
[laughing] Corn syrup.
[screaming]
Like that? You like that?
What are you doing?
Tell us what you fucking know... He's lying.
Tell us what you know. Tell us everything.
I swear. I swear!
Everything that you know!
- Tell us! Come on. - I swear.
- Tell us. - [Joe] Jonah, that's enough.
[screams]
Tell us. Come on.
Meyer.
Enough, Jonah. Meyer, make him stop.
We got what we needed.
He's not, he's not fucking telling us the truth.
Come on. We'll fucking cook you.
You don't want to speak? Huh?
Okay.
Meyer, make him stop!
Cut it.
[Wernher screaming]
What the fuck's wrong with you?
Why? What'd I do?
[Joe] Get back to the car. Now!
[Wernher] Help me.
[Ruth] No.
No.
No! No!
[gunshot]
[speaking indistinctly]
[humming]
♪ ♪
[female announcer] Do you like sugar? Do you like sweets?
Do you like yummy, tasty treats?
Then get ready for corn syrup.
Mama, what's corn syrup?
What's corn syrup, you ask?
It's a new substitute for sugar.
A substitute that is cheaper, healthier and, most importantly,
sweeter than your wildest dreams...
Americans foolish.
The junk food rots your teeth, man.
Why did we move to this silly country?
[dad speaks foreign language]
[male announcer] Brought to you by Shidler Corp.
[children] ♪ Syrup is yummy ♪
♪ Syrup is sweet ♪
♪ Syrup is healthy ♪
♪ Gee, what a treat ♪
♪ Cheaper than sugar, so much fun ♪
♪ Corn syrup ♪
♪ The answer for everyone ♪♪
♪ ♪
[children] ♪ Syrup is yummy ♪
♪ Syrup is sweet ♪
♪ Syrup is healthy ♪
♪ Gee, what a treat ♪
♪ Cheaper than sugar, so much fun ♪
♪ Corn syrup ♪
♪ The answer for everyone ♪
♪ ♪
[distorted] ♪ Syrup is yummy ♪
♪ Syrup is sweet ♪
♪ Syrup is healthy ♪
♪ Gee, what a treat ♪
♪ Cheaper than sugar, so much fun ♪
♪ Corn syrup ♪
♪ The answer for everyone ♪♪