(wind chimes tinkling)
(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 ♪
♪ 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 ♪
♪ 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)
-(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)