[footsteps approaching]
[officer] So, what the hell do you suggest we do?
Well, we can't just leave them here.
I mean, we're not talking about a couple of Mensa candidates.
We're talking about recruiting more than a thousand
of the most brilliant minds the world has ever seen.
Who also perpetrated the most ungodly war crimes
in all of history.
I'm not sure how we explain that to the American people.
[Hoover] We start by explaining we don't want these fuckers
to become a viable war power in the future.
Then we explain what happens
when the Soviets get their hands on them.
We're not duping America, we're protecting her.
You're suggesting with a straight face
that we just... what, hide them in America?
You bet your ass I am.
Imagine you were a soldier, Howard, and your platoon
comes across a loaded Luger belonging to a dead Nazi.
Do you bury the gun in the sand because you hated its owner,
or do you pick it up and use it against your enemy?
Make no mistake about it, these men's minds are weapons.
Can we really afford to bury them in the sand
when our enemies could pick them up and use them against us?
♪ ♪
The boy sleeps like the dead.
[Joe] No wonder, the way he went after von Braun back there.
I didn't recognize the kid.
[Meyer] Ruth wasn't wrong about much,
but she was wrong about keeping him from us.
He was born to be a Hunter, that boy.
And one day, you'll see, he will lead the lot of us.
Lead us? Why, you going somewhere?
[Meyer chuckles]
Well, we're all going somewhere sometime.
[Joe] You know, the first time I met the kid,
I thought he was just like her.
He reminded me so much of Ruth.
And now?
[Joe] Now I don't see her at all.
All I see is you.
[Harriet] That rocket twat
von Braun said those Nazi tossers
were releasing this solution
into a-a food substitute called corn syrup.
Corn syrup?
I've seen 45 commercials advertising it in the last week.
Schidler Corp. "Purify the world."
[scoffs] I've got to give it to those sadistic bastards,
it's rather brilliant.
Brilliant, how?
[Patricia] Corn syrup will be in everything now.
Food, drink, medicine.
Put that poison-filled corn syrup into a product
on every supermarket shelf.
[Harriet] Von Braun said they're targeting
every inner city in America.
It could wipe out half the bloody population.
[sighs]
So how do we fucking destroy the thing?
Corn syrup's made by applying heat
to a solution of glucose and acid...
which would kill the virus.
So, they must add it after the fact.
[Harriet] So what are you saying?
- We should... - [Patricia] Turn the heat up.
500 degrees will do it.
I've got to get back to the others.
Rocket Man said they could be distributing the solution
at any moment.
Be careful, Rebekah.
If you're referring to anything
other than eradicating this virus...
Tell me this isn't Vienna all over again.
You going after that child, putting us all in danger.
You care about them.
And if I can see it, she'll be able to see it, too.
[Harriet] Save your weepy
Hallmark recollections for your therapist, Patricia.
I took out two sodding Nazis
with no verification whatsoever,
putting Meyer and all of his lot at risk.
So, don't you dare question my loyalty.
And my name is not fucking Rebekah.
[Travis humming tune of West Side Story's "Tonight"]
♪ Tonight, tonight ♪
♪ I'll see my love tonight ♪
♪ And for us, stars will stop ♪
♪ Where they are ♪
[motor starts]
♪ Today the minutes seem like hours ♪
♪ The hours go so slowly ♪
♪ Until the sky is light ♪
♪ Oh, Moon, grow bright ♪
♪ And make this endless day ♪
♪ Endless night ♪
- [♪ Leonard Bernstein: "Tonight"] - ♪ Tonight, tonight...
[Biff laughs]
[Southern accent] Oh, am I starving.
[chuckles]
♪ What you are, what you do...
I didn't kill Dottie.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
I think someone's after me.
Does this have anything to do with Nazis
plotting an attack on American soil?
Sounds like someone's pulling your leg, old pal.
Well, I don't think I can help you.
I don't work for the OSS anymore.
Maybe you should go to the police.
No can do, Grims.
Stripes don't look good on me.
Maybe I'll just go to the press.
Uh... uh, like, for instance, I could tell them
how you helped me disappear 30 years ago.
About the countless war crimes and murders I committed.
How you whitewashed my files,
so I could move to the good old U.S. of A.
You son of a bitch.
You helped me disappear once.
You'll help me disappear again.
[Jonah] I know what von Braun said,
but I-I can't find this Colonel fuck anywhere.
At least not according to anything in the Ark.
Maybe the files were burned in the fire.
What have you found on Helen Hirsch,
that-that survivor who was killed at Simpson's barbecue?
Well, I... in her obituary, it says that she's from Arlav.
I found four Nazi officers that are from there,
but none of them with aliases leading to Biff Simpson.
But my safta...
...found their immigration records.
And all of them are signed
by the same guy, Carmel Offie.
Offie?
Hmm. I know that name.
I'll check with my office and see what we can find on him.
Where the hell you been?
Checking with my contacts in D.C. on Biff Simpson.
He's still missing.
It took you all night to do that?
Rox, take it easy.
What? She is still a Fed
that could bust all our asses.
Now, what does it say that she just up
and left us for the better part of the night?
My mother is dying in a hospital
halfway across town, and I'm here with you.
That's what it fucking says about me.
[Harriet] Security gates.
Armed guards
patrolling the lot, the perimeter.
Only one road in and out.
This could be the place where they're cooking the stuff.
Oh, this is definitely the place.
That's the Aryan cockfuck that shivved me.
[Harriet gasps]
We need to gain access to that building.
[Lonny] How do you suggest we do that?
Not how.
[guard] Go ahead.
Who.
Jonah, can I ask you something?
What happened to von Braun in California?
Nothing. We got our answers. We left him there.
- Alive? - Mm-hmm.
Jonah, is that the truth?
[Meyer] Isn't that what you need it to be,
Agent Morris?
[Roxy] If Harriet finds Schidler Corp.,
Meyer says we got to be ready.
Hmm.
When I first learned to shoot this...
...ooh, I thought I was pretty fly.
Anybody mess with me, I'd kill the motherfucker.
Take him out.
Or so I thought. But...
when I killed that Nazi at Holstedder's,
it didn't feel so fly.
One moment she was alive, and the next she was dead,
and...
I don't know. It...
It was just...
Different.
You ever feel that way?
So...
...do you think you're better off before or after?
You mean who you were before you killed?
There's no before.
There's only after.
You can't go back.
[door opens]
["La Mer" playing over radio]
Mindy?
Mindy, darling.
Ah.
My Mindeleh.
Let me just take it. Yeah. Like that.
Hey.
Mindy.
You know, we really need you now.
We need you very much.
We were supposed to do that together.
Do what?
Kill him.
We did everything together.
[flies buzzing]
[footsteps approaching]
[Meyer] Mindy's getting dressed.
A single shot.
Thirty-four years they waited,
and it was all over in one fucking shot.
[Meyer] Well,
maybe Mindy... was being merciful.
Yeah, well, we won't be.
One shot's not enough for Wilhelm Zuchs.
We're gonna find him, Meyer.
We will. When this is over...
[takes deep breath]
...bet your ass it's not gonna be with a single fucking shot.
[sighs]
Hey, Ron, it's Millie.
Um, question,
does the name Carmel Offie mean anything to you?
No.
Why? Should it?
[Morris] I've seen that name somewhere.
Can you go into Grimsby's office and look around?
Mill, Grimsby reported you to Jenkins.
He said you let a murder suspect go without authorization,
and that you procured a warrant under false pretenses.
Asked him to pull your credentials.
But that lying son of a bitch told me that was the only way
I could get the damn warrant.
I know that and you know that, but...
who do you think Jenkins is gonna believe?
[sighs] Okay. Where is Grimsby now?
He hasn't been in the office in two days.
His secretary said he called in sick.
Hmm, no. Grimsby hasn't taken a sick day since I've known him.
Fuck.
I know who Offie is.
♪ ♪
You're back.
And Tobias is not.
I see that.
You killed him.
And his brothers as well.
Yes.
Why?
Because I could.
Because they were weak.
I... wondered how long it would take Tobias
to figure out you killed...
...Alexander and Lukas.
I practically raised those boys.
Trained them.
Taught them everything they knew.
Some things can't be taught.
I know.
Darwin would be proud.
♪ ♪
The fittest has survived.
And now you will be rewarded.
[sighs]
[door opens]
- [laughs softly] - [door closes]
[grunts]
What the fuck is going on? Who are you people?
Jason Schmidt, huh?
An American working for the Nazis.
That's fucked up, pal.
Nazis? What are you talking about?
Okay. So this, uh, this is how this is gonna go down, Judas.
I'm the good cop.
Pyro Nun over here, she's the bad cop.
Answer my questions, you get the good cop.
Don't? And you get lit up like a Christmas tree.
- Comprendo? - Yeah.
Now what do you do for Schidler Corp.?
I'm the plant manager.
[Harriet] Oh, perfect. Tell us everything you know
about the warehouse, about the pathogen,
the layout, the distribution routes.
And if you dare say you know nothing,
then I will set thee aflame, child.
Fuck you.
Well, that's going to be rather tricky
with your nethers on fire, dear.
[screaming]
[screaming continues]
Stop! Stop! Okay, I'll talk.
I'll talk! [groaning]
[screaming]
[breathing heavily] Ooh! Ooh!
[Lonny] I'd probably speak up now.
Never underestimate the power of a blowtorch, friends.
Nazi Ken upstairs said our German friends
are sending out their little pathogen-filled treats
around 8:00 p.m. tonight. Nationwide.
- Tonight? - Yes.
Trucks will depart to supermarkets
all over the Eastern seaboard.
If we don't stop them,
then what that virus did to The Ghost
could happen to millions of minority communities.
The great shofar has sounded, my friends.
Even the angels are trembling as they declare,
the day of judgment has come.
Lonny and I have ascertained the layout of the factory
and the location of the pathogen from the Nazi swine upstairs.
- Once we have infiltrated the warehouse... - Infiltrate?
Why don't we just drop a bomb on the place and call it a day?
Because we don't have that sort of firepower, Joe.
Besides, there's no guarantee that the liquid pathogen
and the thousands and thousands of boxes of food
it has been pumped into would all be destroyed.
[sighs]
We need a brave soul to get in there
and burn it from the inside out,
so that the Nazis can never exact this plan again.
I'll do it.
What? No, no, no.
No, a child would attract too much attention.
There is security, there's guard gates...
[sighs]
No, what we need is... is someone who could pass
as our blond Brutus without arousing too much suspicion.
Somebody who could act as he would act,
and do as he would do.
We need a master of disguise.
A professional.
Perhaps...
...an actor.
Oh, fuck.
[Biff] Come on,
- Grims! - It's not like it used to be, Simpson.
It takes time now to help a person disappear.
Get your hands in the fucking air!
Touch the fucking sky. Now.
Harry.
I can explain, Millie.
You worked
for Carmel Offie.
I knew I recognized that name
from somewhere, and then I remembered the framed photo
in your office from when you were in the OSS.
He signed it: "Best of luck, Carmel."
You were a fucking part of Paperclip this whole time,
- and you let me... - [Grimsby] Millie.
We were told to keep quiet.
We were told we were protecting America against the Soviets!
Sometimes you have to look the other way for the greater good.
[Millie] The greater good?
Does that include sending me
down the wrong path in this investigation?
Or when you had me nearly beaten to death?
- [Grimsby] I was trying to protect you! - Or how your actions
led to a fucking Fourth Reich plot in America!
There is no Fourth Reich plot.
That's just a bullshit story concocted by Meyer Offerman!
[Morris] Who told you that?
Your little Nazi friend, huh? Hey! Look, motherfucker,
you take one more step, you're walking out of here with a limp.
[Grimsby] Millie.
Now, I want you to tell me
everything you know about the Fourth Reich.
[Southern accent] Seriously, ma'am, he's telling the truth.
I don't know nothing about... [chuckles]
I know about Schidler Corp.
I know about New Jersey.
And I'm pretty fucking sure
you know exactly where that pathogen is going out
and you know when.
So, start talking.
[Biff] I can't, really. I don't know a thing...
[screams]
- [sighs] - [Biff exclaims]
Ow!
[panting]
[grunting] Ah! Ah!
- [Morris] You want to try again? - [Biff] Please.
Don't shoot!
I'll tell you everything. Everything!
But... you'll still be too late!
[Morris] We'll see about that. You're coming with me.
You.
Chain yourself to the fucking railing.
Do it now.
Go.
[Grimsby] Millie...
- Don't leave me here. - [Biff grunting]
You can't trust him!
He was called the Butcher of Arlav,
for Christ's sake!
I trust him more than I trust you.
[Biff shouts]
[indistinct shouting]
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
[echoing] Okay, we are live.
No turning back now.
[indistinct radio chatter]
Okay. Have a nice day.
Yeah. You, too.
[Lonny] You guys there?
Guys. Guys.
[Mindy] Lonny,
I hear you.
[sighs] Fantastic.
One obstacle down, 437 million to go.
They're loading the trucks.
We need to hurry. How much time do we have?
[Mindy] Once Lonny gets into the control room,
we have approximately
four minutes for the substance to reach 500 degrees.
Joe and Jonah, you're up.
You've got two guards on your six
patrolling the lot at alternating
fifteen-second intervals.
Guards on your twelve every 45...
Yeah, I got it, I got it.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
Attach the bombs and get the fuck out of there.
We have to destroy all of the pathogen.
[Joe] Jonah's in.
Roxy, I'm coming to open the gate.
Tell me you're gonna get that Colonel bitch?
You know, death is inevitable for all of us.
She will just meet hers a little sooner than planned.
Roxy just left.
[door closes]
[panting softly]
I'm in.
[Harriet] All right. Turn right.
Thirty feet in front of you, there is a metal door.
Do you see it?
Yep. Moving there now.
[Harriet] Good.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
[whispering indistinctly]
[door closes]
[breathing heavily]
Okay.
Fuck. Okay.
I can't do this. I g... I got to get the fuck out of here.
Lonny... Bloody hell.
Lonny, calm down. Just breathe. Breathe?
[Lonny] I'm in a warehouse with a hundred Nazis hell-bent
on killing me.
I'm not sure my breathing's gonna change that.
[exhaling forcefully]
Maybe my father was right.
Oh, God.
Lonny Flash is not the man.
And was he right when a 22-year-old Leonard Flazenstein
went out on his own, leaving that armpit of New Jersey
to star in a Broadway show?
Was he, was he right when you won a Tony Award
straight out of the gate?
Yeah. Look at me now.
I've been bested by Hoffman and Dreyfuss.
I can't even get an Ed Wood film.
Lonny Flash is not walking into that factory,
Leonard Flazenstein is.
A brave young kid who defied his father's expectations.
So, forget your father, the way that you did
20-odd years ago. Lonny, please.
I didn't know your wanker of a father,
but I do know this.
He may have been disappointed in your last role,
but he sure as hell won't be disappointed in this one.
So, get in there and save the motherfucking day.
Fuck.
♪ ♪
- [drill whirring] - [air hissing]
[metal clanking]
[indistinct chatter]
[Harriet] All right, do you see the vats?
The control room is just beyond the vats
and up the stairs.
[drill whirring]
[air hissing]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
[Jonah] Found the solution.
Hurry, Jonah, they're nearly finished loading
the trucks. You need to get out of there.
[clicking]
I'm in.
- Hi. - Who are you?
I'm, uh, here to fix the electrical.
Power's out on the third floor.
[German accent] Hurry up, we need to monitor the controls.
Hey, uh, you guys might want to clear the room.
Last time the breaker blew, sparks went a-flying,
if you know what I mean. [imitating explosions]
[imitates scream]
It's up to you.
Make it fucking quick.
♪ ♪
Okay, Mindy, what the fuck am I looking at here?
[Mindy] Lonny?
On your right, there should be
a temperature panel for the vats.
There should be knobs that look
like a dial with a temperature gauge on it.
Yeah, okay, got it.
It reads 145 degrees.
[Mindy] You want to turn that dial
slowly to the right
until the temperature
hits 500, and that... that will create
a blockage and pressure
in the diaphragm valve, and that will
speed up the heating process, understand?
Okay, I'm turning them. But you got to speak English.
Everything you're saying sounds like the teacher from Peanuts.
[Mindy] Think of a boiling kettle.
Wh-When the kettle
begins to boil, the whistle screams.
But what we're doing
is we're going to leave that whistle in.
- Do you got that? - Not at all.
Uh, maybe when it's clear, uh, we'll try again.
[staticky] All you need to do is turn the valve...
Mindy?
- [garbled transmission] - Mindy?
- [feedback whines] - Mindy, you there?
What the bloody fuck? Mindy, what is going on?
What?
There must be interference.
Okay.
[static crackling]
Fuck a fucking duck!
Okay. Okay, Lonny. Come on, you can do this.
What the fuck did you tell me to do, Mindy?
Maybe this will teach me to pay attention to old people more.
Fuck! It's like, it's like a tea kettle, she said.
You... you blow the whistle, you got yourself a bomb.
No. No, no, no, wait, wait.
You seal the whistle...
How the fuck do you seal the whistle?
Fuck it.
[whirring]
Ooh...
Excuse me.
[speaking German] Stop!
You.
Come here.
You don't salute The Colonel?
Heil Hitler.
I don't believe we've met.
Jason.
[Lonny] Jason Schmidt.
[Mindy] We're back on.
Can you hear me?
Yes, I can hear you, Mindy. But, Lonny?
Lonny?
He's not one of us.
He's a Jew.
He's one of Offerman's men.
[Harriet] They are in trouble.
Joe, you've got to get in there and help them.
Copy that.
Joe, you can't.
That corn syrup's about to fry all of them.
[Joe] Who else is gonna save them?
[panting]
I've one more truck left, and then I'm out.
No, no, no, Roxy, forget about the trucks.
I'll take care of the trucks.
You just get the hell out of there.
I got a bomb!
[clamoring]
Stay the fuck back or this place goes boom!
I swear to God, lady.
You stay back with that faux Chanel
or I will blow the place.
[metal clanking]
Something is wrong.
[alarm blaring]
Get the trucks out.
[clamoring]
Get the trucks out!
[guard] Let's go! This way!
[indistinct shouting]
[Katarina] Go! Get in the bunker, go on!
It's safe in there!
Faster!
[indistinct shouting]
Come on!
[clamoring]
[shouts]
[grunts]
- [Lonny] Joe... - [grunts]
It's me! It's me!
[clamoring]
[Lonny] Let's lock them in and get the fuck out.
[indistinct shouting]
[loud banging]
[man exclaims in German]
- [sizzling] - [screaming]
[indistinct shouting]
This is it. That's it.
I think they're all out.
All right, take the van and go.
I'll meet you at the Bat Cave.
[Jason moans]
[exclaims in Hebrew] Come on.
Meyer, where are you going?
To cut off the head of the snake.
What?
♪ ♪
[tires screech]
[indistinct shouting]
[alarm blaring]
[clamoring]
[screaming]
[screaming continues]
Get out of my way!
- Oh! - Holy guacamole!
Hey. Hey! Hey! You can't leave me here!
- [Morris] Jonah! - [Biff] Please, uncuff me!
[groaning]
Ah!
[grunting]
Ah! [panting]
[grunting]
[indistinct shouting]
[panting]
[grunting]
[shouts]
[panting]
Come on.
Do it!
I know you want to.
It takes strength
to purge the earth of the evil you hate.
[panting]
Do you have that strength... Jew?
Your friend had it.
Right before I put two in his fat back.
[Morris] Jonah, don't!
- You can't do this. - Fucking watch me.
- Shoot me if you want. - No.
He's not walking out of here. He deserves to die.
[Morris] No, he deserves to suffer,
and the only way he can do that
is from the inside of a jail cell,
and I will put him there for you,
but you got to put that gun down.
No, no, no, he's gonna get away. They always do.
Look, I know why you think you got to stoop
to their level to get justice, but this is not justice.
Sure as hell looks like justice to me.
- Jonah. - [Travis] No, no, no,
this is not about justice.
It's about survival.
What Darwin was talking about. Which one of us was meant
to eradicate the other.
Hitler believed his German master race was made weak
'cause we mixed with roaches... like you.
Shut the fuck up.
- [Morris] Don't listen to him. - [Travis] Was he wrong, Jonah?
Only you hold the answer.
I think Hitler was right.
[Morris] You pull that trigger, Jonah, and you become them.
You become the evil you are fighting.
And you are not evil.
And she wouldn't want this for you.
Your grandmother. She's still here, she's in your heart.
She's watching over you.
And the only way to keep her alive is by doing
what she would've wanted for you.
And it is not this.
You do this, Jonah, you do this, you let her go.
[♪ The Doors: "The End"]
[Jonah breathing heavily]
[exhales]
♪ ♪
[monitor flatlines]
[beeping stops]
♪ This is the end ♪
♪ Beautiful friend ♪
♪ This is the end ♪
♪ My only friend ♪
♪ The end...
What the hell is going on?
[Meyer] Uh, good evening, Colonel.
I thought I would give you a lift.
You are Meyer Offerman.
♪ The end...
It's you.
Oh, my God.
♪ No surprise...
Where are we going?
Well, we're not going to a party, I'll tell you.
What a shame, Meyer. I was dressed for the occasion.
[Meyer] So...
how does it feel for a queen to be reduced to ashes?
[laughs]
You can't possibly believe
this was the only plan I had in motion.
No, of course not. I have no delusions.
- [exclaims in German] - [gunshot]
[tires screeching]
♪ ♪
♪ Come on, baby, take a chance with us ♪
♪ And meet me at the back of the blue bus ♪
♪ Doin' a blue rug, on a blue bus ♪
♪ Doin' a, doin' a ♪
♪ Come on, yeah ♪
♪ This is the end ♪
♪ Beautiful friend ♪♪