The Man in the High Castle (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - Land O' Smiles - full transcript
As Juliana worms closer to the Smiths, she discovers a dangerous secret. Childan and Ed get themselves in a sticky situation as they try to settle the Yakuza debt. On a Resistance mission, ...
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♫ Edelweiss, edelweiss ♫
♫ Every morning you greet me ♫
♫ Small and white ♫
♫ Clean and bright ♫
♫ You look happy to see me ♫
♫ Blossom of snow,
may you bloom and grow ♫
♫ Bloom and grow forever ♫
♫ Edelweiss, edelweiss ♫
♫ Bless my homeland forever ♫
[Frank reciting Hebrew prayer]
We were slaves to Pharaoh
in the land of Egypt,
and the Lord our God
took us out from there
with a strong hand
and an outstretched arm.
Uncle Frank, who's Pharaoh?
Uh, the Pharaoh
was a ruler and...
a tyrant.
Are our rulers tyrants?
Laura: It's not safe
here, Frank.
[clatter]
- [hissing]
- Shh.
[hissing continues]
Laura?
[hissing becomes louder]
[stammering]
No, no, no no!
- Uncle Frank!
- No, no, no!
Don't breathe!
Hold your breath! No!
- John, Emily, don't breathe!
- Uncle Frank!
No! No! Don't... Don't breathe!
Don't breathe! Don't breathe!
Well?
Well what?
What do you think?
I think you don't really
want to know what I think.
I mean, no offense,
but you're not
the only white guy
who wants a girl
to look like a Pon.
I'm not like those men.
Right.
Why don't you just tell me
what you want me to do?
Um...
Uh, I... I would like you
to say Gokigen-yoh.
Goki-gen-yoh.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
désukoto.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-wa...
I-ki-Na.
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
deskotu.
Désukoto.
All right, uh, again, please.
Danna-sama-wa, I-Kina-
o-hi-to, désukoto.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
désukoto.
You have no idea
what you're saying, do you?
Does it matter?
It's dirty talk, right?
Once again.
And this time, just...
with real feeling.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
désukoto.
Are the cufflinks finished?
Yes.
I just need to polish them.
Well, get a move on.
Everything must be
absolutely "pafekuto."
Mm-hmm.
You do know what today is.
Of course I do.
Have you seen Frank?
No, I have not.
You're welcome to join me,
Mr. Frink.
No thanks. I don't, uh...
Fair enough.
I'm Hagan.
Reverend.
I saw you at Karen's service.
- I'm not a Reverend anymore.
- Right. No.
Now you're... a what?
A fighter.
How does that sit with God?
The problem with promising
people their reward in heaven
is they're liable to sit
on their asses here on Earth,
eating shit and hoping they'll
sprout wings real soon.
That's why I didn't mind so much
when they de-frocked us.
You know, I thought
Jesus might approve of that.
He didn't need a dog collar
to make people sit up
and take notice.
What about turning
the other cheek?
Christ was no pacifist.
He lived in a suffering
society, too.
That old King James translation?
Resist all evil?
Bullshit propaganda, my friend.
- Amen to that.
- Amen.
Hagan, here, showed me
the path, Frank.
He'll show you too,
if you care to listen.
Thanks for coming, brother.
What's going on?
I asked you here
because that explosive
you recovered for us?
We're going to use it.
Hagan:
We're going to divide it up
to make smaller bombs,
then we're going to use them
to assassinate
the top ranking Pons
in the Pacific States.
Hit the bastards where it hurts.
There's a big-deal
Pon general in town.
Thanks to you,
we can take him out
without sacrificing
any of our people.
And you want my help
to make the bomb.
No. I want you and Sara
to figure out where to place it.
Hagan's people have been
tracking the general.
They think they've
found a pattern.
He goes
to the same place,
same time every day.
You'll watch his route
when he gets there,
work out the best place
to plant the explosive.
What about reprisals?
They'll get worse.
Okay.
Gary: Good.
You know, if this
is just a dry run,
I can always go on my own.
That won't work.
Uh...
just do as you're told.
Okay, brother?
Yeah.
Pervitin to help with fatigue,
Obetrol for my figure,
Eukadol for my muscle pain,
and of course cocaine
for my sinuses.
[sigh]
I'm going to miss
Dr. Adler. We all are.
You should really consider
snagging yourself
a doctor, Julia.
To keep you in prescriptions?
[giggle] Well, that's
what friends are for.
How's it going in here?
Glad to see our refugee
is earning her keep.
Here, this will help oil
the wheels of industry.
Um, you know, actually,
I should probably get going.
You mean to say
you dressed for a funeral,
but you didn't intend
to actually go?
I wasn't invited.
I just offered to help
Lucy with the flowers,
and thought I should
dress appropriately.
Well, of course you should come.
I'm just teasing.
I'm sure there will be
an eligible M.D. or two
for you to meet.
We're going for poor Alice.
Tohru?
[Woman speaking Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
[knocking]
[door opens]
Sir, the witness positively
identified Taishi Okamura
as the man he saw at the barn,
along with
several known associates.
Then we have proof:
the Yakuza have been
working with the Nazis.
How should we proceed, sir?
Okamura is very powerful
and not only
in the Pacific States.
There can be no compromise.
♫♫ [organ]
This is a sad day.
But under our glorious Führer,
death is no longer
a matter of sorrow alone.
No man is immortal.
And the life of an individual
is necessarily finite.
But when that life is lived
for the collective,
as Gerry Adler's was,
that tiny seed also
becomes the very source
of our communal immortality.
And that is what we have come
together to celebrate today:
our common purpose.
Please stand.
Death is one with life.
A new spring will conquer
the dark nights of winter.
The blood of the fallen
and the tears
of their loved ones
will enrich the blessed
soil of the Reich
now and for all eternity.
Heil Hitler.
All: Heil Hitler!
Childan: Each cufflink
is finely crafted
with the black enamel
Gothic style letter L
on an engraved ground
of scrollworks
surrounded by a
delicate gold frame
with bronze hold-backs
on verso.
These, are, of course,
the very monogrammed
sleeve buttons
worn by President
Abraham Lincoln
on that fateful night
of April 14, 1865,
and were later authenticated
by the President's own son,
Robert Lincoln, in 1922.
Why are they not advertised
in your catalog?
Uh, well, obviously, uh,
for insurance purposes.
Insurance purposes?
Yes. These... These would
double my premium.
Perhaps another day.
Tell him the real reason, Bob.
The real reason?
I'm Ed, Bob's associate.
Frankly, the real reason
why they're not listed
in our catalog is...
it would be too risky.
Risky?
Uh...
[speaking Japanese]
Dangerous.
See, originally, only one
of the cufflinks was found.
The other went missing the
night of the assassination.
Now, Robert Lincoln searched
the President's box himself.
But the second cufflink
was nowhere to be found.
He spent a considerable
amount of time and money
searching for it...
Over 50 years, in fact.
But then,
on the night of May 30, 1922,
just after the dedication
ceremony
for the Lincoln Memorial,
Robert Lincoln,
who was in his late 70s,
was approached by a man
named Theodore Kipling.
Now, Theodore Kipling had worked
as an usher
at the Ford's Theater
the night the President
was shot.
He claimed he found
the missing cufflink
that night
and agreed to return it
to the President's son
for a price.
Five thousand dollars.
So Lincoln agrees to meet
Kipling later that night
to exchange the money
for the cufflink.
Three days later, Kipling's body
was fished from the Potomac
with a rare .41 caliber
bullet hole in his forehead.
Not long after that,
the cufflinks had been
mysteriously reunited.
Now, no one was ever arrested
for Kipling's murder.
However, when
Robert Lincoln died,
among his possessions
was a rare Colt single-shot
.41 caliber colt derringer.
It's now time for the eulogy.
I asked Obergruppenführer Smith
to speak about the noble work
being done by our doctors
on behalf of all of us
and for the future of the Reich.
If you would step up here
please, John.
Orator Hanley did ask me
to say a few words...
Ahem...
On the subject of Gerry's...
professional diligence.
Uh...
but I decided to go another way.
When I sat down to think
about what I wanted to say
about Gerry Adler...
I realized it all came down
to one thing...
The family.
Gerry...
Gerry was a family man.
And I don't just mean
his intense pride
in his two fine boys
and his beautiful wife.
Nor am I talking
about the fact that,
through his work
as a doctor, he...
He came to be a part
of all of our families.
No, What I mean is that...
a man is only ever as strong
as the people around him:
the community he serves
and the family
he is sworn to protect.
Whatever strength he has...
he draws from them.
And for them...
he must be prepared
to give everything...
His life for his blood...
Or else...
Or else everything
he has done...
has been for nothing.
He is nothing.
Now, if you'll please stand
and join me in singing
"Der gute Kamerad."
♫♫ [organ]
[singing in German]
[no audible dialogue]
Thomas?
Thomas?
[distorted voices]
Thomas?
Thomas?
Thom... Thomas?
Mom?
Let's go, honey.
Guess the Yakuza will have to
kill someone else this week.
Well, I'm sure that won't
be a problem for them.
Well, I better get this to them.
Wait, wait, wait.
Mr. Frink got us
into this mess.
He should be the one
to... make the drop.
It's okay. I'll do it.
You don't have to come.
You do realize
they're just as
likely to kill you
as they are to honor the deal.
They want us to keep
paying them, don't they?
These are not reasonable men.
Yes, they love money,
but sometimes not as much
as inflicting pain,
particularly on gaijin.
Well, it's better
that it's just me, then.
[scoff]
You're a very strange specimen.
You proved today
that you may have
hidden talents...
admittedly buried very deeply.
And the devotion
that you and Mr. Frink
show each other
would be touching
if the two of you hadn't so
thoroughly ruined my life.
And it weren't so futsuri-ai.
You're growing on me, too, Bob.
What's that word mean?
Unequal.
You're a grown man,
Mr. McCarthy.
When are you going to step
out of your friend's shadow
and spread your wings?
Me and Frank take care
of each other.
Wish me luck, Bob.
Wait.
You know nothing of the
linguistic nuances of Japanese
and are therefore
liable to say something
that might get me killed too.
I'll come with you.
But you gotta stop
calling me Bob.
[Man shouting in Japanese]
Hey.
How long are we
going to have to wait?
Sara: The general will
be here any moment now.
You sure that's where
he'll come in from?
I'm sure.
[speaking Japanese]
What?
You know, you have
more in common with him
than you think.
You both see me as a Pon.
Well, since you are
telling me what I think.
So tell me I'm wrong.
Tell me the reason
you wanted to do this alone
isn't because you regret
having sex with a filthy Pon.
You know, you don't get
to decide what I am.
I'm American.
Wherever you were born,
you don't know what it is
to be treated
like a piece of shit
every minute of every day
because of what you look like.
I grew up in a
concentration camp.
It wasn't all that long ago
the white male called the shots.
But not this white male.
What do you mean?
My family name is...
Was... Fink.
I'm Jewish according to the law.
I don't get to decide
what I am, either.
Makes no difference
to me what you are.
You can't say the same
about me, can you?
Here he comes.
[chatter]
There's a lot of security
for a grain warehouse.
Why does a general
come here every day?
Get ready to move.
Watch where he goes.
I'm going to follow along
like I'm delivering food, right?
Take the trash to the
dumpster over there.
And remember,
look for wherever
he's most isolated.
[speaking Japanese]
Frank.
Where are you going?
[shouting in Japanese]
Frank.
Sara: Hey! You!
- Hey!
- Stay back!
Hey, you!
Fink!
You.
[speaking Japanese]
You blew it, Frank.
Gary: If you can't
follow orders,
we're going to have a serious
fucking problem, brother.
There isn't time
for what you're planning.
What are you talking about?
The badges...
There isn't time.
What?
All right, my buddy Ed,
he was always in the hospital.
I was usually with him.
In the X-ray department,
they wear radiation badges.
That's why the Pon
general is here
and why they're pumping
enough power into that place
- to run a small city.
- Why?
Because they're building
an atomic bomb.
You got that from a badge?
Not just that the badge.
The film.
In the film we lost,
it didn't just show me
being executed by the Nazi.
It showed this city being
destroyed by an A-bomb.
If the Pons are building
an A-bomb here
and the Nazis find out...
They'll wipe it out.
And all of us with it.
Sara: So what the hell
do we do?
We change your plan.
Gary: How?
We bring a plague
to the Pharaohs.
Thomas.
Hey. How are you?
How are you doing?
I was worried about you
at the church.
Oh, I'm fine.
Mom says I'm...
I'm over-exercising
myself lately.
She's probably right,
but I need to get in good shape.
Right.
Aren't you gonna ask me why?
Yes. I'm sorry. Why?
You know...
Thomas, would you check
on your sisters, please?
But you said earlier
that I could stay.
That was before you almost
fainted from overexertion.
Let's go.
Maybe I'll see you later?
Come on.
♫♫ [rhythm section]
♫♫ [Woman singing
jazzy song in Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
[whispering]
Oh, God.
Linguistic nuances of Japanese?
What the hell
did you say to him?
I assure you
it was nothing I did.
- How low did you bow?
- Low enough!
[speaking Japanese]
[muffled gunshots, shouting]
Clear the building.
[gunshots, shouting continue]
Please.
Get out.
[speaking Japanese]
♫♫ [piano playing classical]
Everything all right?
Thomas.
He had some sort of
an episode at the church.
An episode?
One of the "absence" seizures
from the medical report
that you showed me.
It only lasted a few seconds,
but it was like...
It was like he died
and then he came back to me.
He's okay now?
Yeah, I sent him
upstairs to rest.
He thinks it was overexertion.
But we may need
to speed things up, John.
Oh, Julia, can I introduce...
Henry Collins.
You are every bit as
beautiful as she's described.
How are you finding life
in civilization?
Uh, very different
but fascinating.
Hmm?
I was listening
to people talk today
about what Dr. Adler
had to do
as part of his job,
thinking about a friend of mine
whose lungs were damaged
when he was young, from gas.
There's no cure.
What would have
happened to him here?
Well, he'd be spared
any physical suffering
and also the ignominy
of being a useless eater.
Some people think that's
an ugly phrase, you know:
useless eater.
He got death threats,
you know...
Gerry, all the time.
Alice.
John. Oh, good.
I need to talk to you.
Did you know that Gerry
got death threats?
Of course.
And the doctor
that did his last physical
said he had the heart
of a much younger man.
These things don't make sense.
How can a man with
a good heart just...
- just drop dead?
- Why don't we go
into the kitchen?
- Okay? Come on.
- Uh...
I-Is John coming?
Excuse me.
Listen.
What happened is just...
is just a terrible
tragedy, Alice.
But what if it's more than that?
Alice, honey...
Uh, I don't, uh...
I didn't allow them
to cremate him today.
You didn't?
Because we might want
an autopsy.
Don't you think?
Um, I'm... I'm not sure
this is maybe the right
place to discuss this.
How about we, uh,
find one of your boys
who can give you a lift home?
It's been a long day, honey.
- But we... we will talk?
- Yes, of course we will.
Yes, we will.
Helen, I should be going now.
I just wanted to say
thank you so much
for everything.
Don't go yet, Julia.
I'd like you to stay.
I would. I just have
so much studying to do.
Stay.
[speaking Japanese]
I require an explanation
for what transpired today.
Hai, Kakka.
Taishi Okamura was a traitor.
He was Yakuza.
And exploiting his position
to spy for the Nazis
against the Empire.
You have evidence of this?
Hai. I would not have
acted without it.
Nor without placing your
family in protective custody.
I should have been informed
at the same time
you made those arrangements.
I apologize, but I
had to act quickly.
I fear you have been here
too long, Kido-tai'i.
[imitating gunfire]
Too many Westerns.
[chuckling]
We have nothing
to learn from the gaijin.
I admire your decisiveness,
particularly
in sensitive situations,
as with the attempt on
the life of His Highness.
I will ensure the clan is
aware of Okamura's treachery.
But hierarchy must be respected.
Unquestioningly.
So...
now I know everything?
Hai, Kakka.
Hmm.
Prost.
Prost.
Pick things up
pretty quickly, don't you?
I think you might be
overestimating me.
Mm, I don't think so.
Thank you for your help today.
I was... glad
to be a part of it.
It's quite something,
seeing everyone pull
together like that.
Well, like I told you,
this is a place where people
look out for each other.
Julia, I don't want there to be
any confusion between us.
What happened at the church
today with Thomas...
I don't know what
you think you saw,
but you're new here...
and I wanted to make sure
you understand
how important it is not
to jump to any conclusions...
because it could be dangerous.
Helen, what I saw today
was a sweet boy...
who's been overexerting himself,
becoming emotional
at the funeral
of a close family friend.
No confusion.
Let's drink to that.
♫ I'm gonna
buy a paper doll ♫
♫ That I can call my own ♫
♫ A doll that other
fellows cannot steal ♫
♫ And then the flirty,
flirty guys ♫
♫ With their
flirty, flirty eyes ♫
So...
who was she?
The girl this morning.
Yeah, she was a...
work in progress.
A beautiful one.
What about you?
Has there ever been
anyone special?
Aside from Mr. Frink,
of course. [snicker]
[chuckle]
Hmm.
There was.
But she's not around anymore.
Did she die?
No.
She just had to go away.
[door opens]
Did you make the sale?
[mocking]
Did you make the sale?
[laughing]
Ed:
So where were you?
Out with your new
Japanese girlfriend?
Grow up.
What? Don't tell me.
I should be worried
about my lungs.
No, I wasn't thinking that.
Well, good.
- Because I'm, uh...
- Spreading your wings.
I'm spreading my wings.
[Childan laughing]
Come on.
It's my one vice.
[Ed chuckles]
And it's legal.
We're celebrating.
Celebrating what?
Taishi's dead.
We're free.
It's over.
- He's dead?
- Yeah.
It's true.
A new Yakuza boss
will take the place
of the late Mr. Okamura,
but all outstanding debts
are non-transferable.
We're fucking free, Frank.
You check on Thomas?
He's fine.
Poor Alice was in quite
a state, wasn't she?
Tell me exactly
what happened with Thomas.
Who else was there?
It was quick.
Next time, we might
not be so lucky.
Did anybody else see it happen?
No.
I grabbed his arm just in time.
[phone rings]
[ring]
[ring]
[ring]
Hello.
Obergruppenführer Smith.
Reichsführer Himmler.
[speaking German]
Heil Hitler.
Heil Hitler.
[click]
John, what is it?
No man is immortal.
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♫ Edelweiss, edelweiss ♫
♫ Every morning you greet me ♫
♫ Small and white ♫
♫ Clean and bright ♫
♫ You look happy to see me ♫
♫ Blossom of snow,
may you bloom and grow ♫
♫ Bloom and grow forever ♫
♫ Edelweiss, edelweiss ♫
♫ Bless my homeland forever ♫
[Frank reciting Hebrew prayer]
We were slaves to Pharaoh
in the land of Egypt,
and the Lord our God
took us out from there
with a strong hand
and an outstretched arm.
Uncle Frank, who's Pharaoh?
Uh, the Pharaoh
was a ruler and...
a tyrant.
Are our rulers tyrants?
Laura: It's not safe
here, Frank.
[clatter]
- [hissing]
- Shh.
[hissing continues]
Laura?
[hissing becomes louder]
[stammering]
No, no, no no!
- Uncle Frank!
- No, no, no!
Don't breathe!
Hold your breath! No!
- John, Emily, don't breathe!
- Uncle Frank!
No! No! Don't... Don't breathe!
Don't breathe! Don't breathe!
Well?
Well what?
What do you think?
I think you don't really
want to know what I think.
I mean, no offense,
but you're not
the only white guy
who wants a girl
to look like a Pon.
I'm not like those men.
Right.
Why don't you just tell me
what you want me to do?
Um...
Uh, I... I would like you
to say Gokigen-yoh.
Goki-gen-yoh.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
désukoto.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-wa...
I-ki-Na.
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
deskotu.
Désukoto.
All right, uh, again, please.
Danna-sama-wa, I-Kina-
o-hi-to, désukoto.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
désukoto.
You have no idea
what you're saying, do you?
Does it matter?
It's dirty talk, right?
Once again.
And this time, just...
with real feeling.
Danna-sama-wa,
I-ki-Na-o-hi-to,
désukoto.
Are the cufflinks finished?
Yes.
I just need to polish them.
Well, get a move on.
Everything must be
absolutely "pafekuto."
Mm-hmm.
You do know what today is.
Of course I do.
Have you seen Frank?
No, I have not.
You're welcome to join me,
Mr. Frink.
No thanks. I don't, uh...
Fair enough.
I'm Hagan.
Reverend.
I saw you at Karen's service.
- I'm not a Reverend anymore.
- Right. No.
Now you're... a what?
A fighter.
How does that sit with God?
The problem with promising
people their reward in heaven
is they're liable to sit
on their asses here on Earth,
eating shit and hoping they'll
sprout wings real soon.
That's why I didn't mind so much
when they de-frocked us.
You know, I thought
Jesus might approve of that.
He didn't need a dog collar
to make people sit up
and take notice.
What about turning
the other cheek?
Christ was no pacifist.
He lived in a suffering
society, too.
That old King James translation?
Resist all evil?
Bullshit propaganda, my friend.
- Amen to that.
- Amen.
Hagan, here, showed me
the path, Frank.
He'll show you too,
if you care to listen.
Thanks for coming, brother.
What's going on?
I asked you here
because that explosive
you recovered for us?
We're going to use it.
Hagan:
We're going to divide it up
to make smaller bombs,
then we're going to use them
to assassinate
the top ranking Pons
in the Pacific States.
Hit the bastards where it hurts.
There's a big-deal
Pon general in town.
Thanks to you,
we can take him out
without sacrificing
any of our people.
And you want my help
to make the bomb.
No. I want you and Sara
to figure out where to place it.
Hagan's people have been
tracking the general.
They think they've
found a pattern.
He goes
to the same place,
same time every day.
You'll watch his route
when he gets there,
work out the best place
to plant the explosive.
What about reprisals?
They'll get worse.
Okay.
Gary: Good.
You know, if this
is just a dry run,
I can always go on my own.
That won't work.
Uh...
just do as you're told.
Okay, brother?
Yeah.
Pervitin to help with fatigue,
Obetrol for my figure,
Eukadol for my muscle pain,
and of course cocaine
for my sinuses.
[sigh]
I'm going to miss
Dr. Adler. We all are.
You should really consider
snagging yourself
a doctor, Julia.
To keep you in prescriptions?
[giggle] Well, that's
what friends are for.
How's it going in here?
Glad to see our refugee
is earning her keep.
Here, this will help oil
the wheels of industry.
Um, you know, actually,
I should probably get going.
You mean to say
you dressed for a funeral,
but you didn't intend
to actually go?
I wasn't invited.
I just offered to help
Lucy with the flowers,
and thought I should
dress appropriately.
Well, of course you should come.
I'm just teasing.
I'm sure there will be
an eligible M.D. or two
for you to meet.
We're going for poor Alice.
Tohru?
[Woman speaking Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
[knocking]
[door opens]
Sir, the witness positively
identified Taishi Okamura
as the man he saw at the barn,
along with
several known associates.
Then we have proof:
the Yakuza have been
working with the Nazis.
How should we proceed, sir?
Okamura is very powerful
and not only
in the Pacific States.
There can be no compromise.
♫♫ [organ]
This is a sad day.
But under our glorious Führer,
death is no longer
a matter of sorrow alone.
No man is immortal.
And the life of an individual
is necessarily finite.
But when that life is lived
for the collective,
as Gerry Adler's was,
that tiny seed also
becomes the very source
of our communal immortality.
And that is what we have come
together to celebrate today:
our common purpose.
Please stand.
Death is one with life.
A new spring will conquer
the dark nights of winter.
The blood of the fallen
and the tears
of their loved ones
will enrich the blessed
soil of the Reich
now and for all eternity.
Heil Hitler.
All: Heil Hitler!
Childan: Each cufflink
is finely crafted
with the black enamel
Gothic style letter L
on an engraved ground
of scrollworks
surrounded by a
delicate gold frame
with bronze hold-backs
on verso.
These, are, of course,
the very monogrammed
sleeve buttons
worn by President
Abraham Lincoln
on that fateful night
of April 14, 1865,
and were later authenticated
by the President's own son,
Robert Lincoln, in 1922.
Why are they not advertised
in your catalog?
Uh, well, obviously, uh,
for insurance purposes.
Insurance purposes?
Yes. These... These would
double my premium.
Perhaps another day.
Tell him the real reason, Bob.
The real reason?
I'm Ed, Bob's associate.
Frankly, the real reason
why they're not listed
in our catalog is...
it would be too risky.
Risky?
Uh...
[speaking Japanese]
Dangerous.
See, originally, only one
of the cufflinks was found.
The other went missing the
night of the assassination.
Now, Robert Lincoln searched
the President's box himself.
But the second cufflink
was nowhere to be found.
He spent a considerable
amount of time and money
searching for it...
Over 50 years, in fact.
But then,
on the night of May 30, 1922,
just after the dedication
ceremony
for the Lincoln Memorial,
Robert Lincoln,
who was in his late 70s,
was approached by a man
named Theodore Kipling.
Now, Theodore Kipling had worked
as an usher
at the Ford's Theater
the night the President
was shot.
He claimed he found
the missing cufflink
that night
and agreed to return it
to the President's son
for a price.
Five thousand dollars.
So Lincoln agrees to meet
Kipling later that night
to exchange the money
for the cufflink.
Three days later, Kipling's body
was fished from the Potomac
with a rare .41 caliber
bullet hole in his forehead.
Not long after that,
the cufflinks had been
mysteriously reunited.
Now, no one was ever arrested
for Kipling's murder.
However, when
Robert Lincoln died,
among his possessions
was a rare Colt single-shot
.41 caliber colt derringer.
It's now time for the eulogy.
I asked Obergruppenführer Smith
to speak about the noble work
being done by our doctors
on behalf of all of us
and for the future of the Reich.
If you would step up here
please, John.
Orator Hanley did ask me
to say a few words...
Ahem...
On the subject of Gerry's...
professional diligence.
Uh...
but I decided to go another way.
When I sat down to think
about what I wanted to say
about Gerry Adler...
I realized it all came down
to one thing...
The family.
Gerry...
Gerry was a family man.
And I don't just mean
his intense pride
in his two fine boys
and his beautiful wife.
Nor am I talking
about the fact that,
through his work
as a doctor, he...
He came to be a part
of all of our families.
No, What I mean is that...
a man is only ever as strong
as the people around him:
the community he serves
and the family
he is sworn to protect.
Whatever strength he has...
he draws from them.
And for them...
he must be prepared
to give everything...
His life for his blood...
Or else...
Or else everything
he has done...
has been for nothing.
He is nothing.
Now, if you'll please stand
and join me in singing
"Der gute Kamerad."
♫♫ [organ]
[singing in German]
[no audible dialogue]
Thomas?
Thomas?
[distorted voices]
Thomas?
Thomas?
Thom... Thomas?
Mom?
Let's go, honey.
Guess the Yakuza will have to
kill someone else this week.
Well, I'm sure that won't
be a problem for them.
Well, I better get this to them.
Wait, wait, wait.
Mr. Frink got us
into this mess.
He should be the one
to... make the drop.
It's okay. I'll do it.
You don't have to come.
You do realize
they're just as
likely to kill you
as they are to honor the deal.
They want us to keep
paying them, don't they?
These are not reasonable men.
Yes, they love money,
but sometimes not as much
as inflicting pain,
particularly on gaijin.
Well, it's better
that it's just me, then.
[scoff]
You're a very strange specimen.
You proved today
that you may have
hidden talents...
admittedly buried very deeply.
And the devotion
that you and Mr. Frink
show each other
would be touching
if the two of you hadn't so
thoroughly ruined my life.
And it weren't so futsuri-ai.
You're growing on me, too, Bob.
What's that word mean?
Unequal.
You're a grown man,
Mr. McCarthy.
When are you going to step
out of your friend's shadow
and spread your wings?
Me and Frank take care
of each other.
Wish me luck, Bob.
Wait.
You know nothing of the
linguistic nuances of Japanese
and are therefore
liable to say something
that might get me killed too.
I'll come with you.
But you gotta stop
calling me Bob.
[Man shouting in Japanese]
Hey.
How long are we
going to have to wait?
Sara: The general will
be here any moment now.
You sure that's where
he'll come in from?
I'm sure.
[speaking Japanese]
What?
You know, you have
more in common with him
than you think.
You both see me as a Pon.
Well, since you are
telling me what I think.
So tell me I'm wrong.
Tell me the reason
you wanted to do this alone
isn't because you regret
having sex with a filthy Pon.
You know, you don't get
to decide what I am.
I'm American.
Wherever you were born,
you don't know what it is
to be treated
like a piece of shit
every minute of every day
because of what you look like.
I grew up in a
concentration camp.
It wasn't all that long ago
the white male called the shots.
But not this white male.
What do you mean?
My family name is...
Was... Fink.
I'm Jewish according to the law.
I don't get to decide
what I am, either.
Makes no difference
to me what you are.
You can't say the same
about me, can you?
Here he comes.
[chatter]
There's a lot of security
for a grain warehouse.
Why does a general
come here every day?
Get ready to move.
Watch where he goes.
I'm going to follow along
like I'm delivering food, right?
Take the trash to the
dumpster over there.
And remember,
look for wherever
he's most isolated.
[speaking Japanese]
Frank.
Where are you going?
[shouting in Japanese]
Frank.
Sara: Hey! You!
- Hey!
- Stay back!
Hey, you!
Fink!
You.
[speaking Japanese]
You blew it, Frank.
Gary: If you can't
follow orders,
we're going to have a serious
fucking problem, brother.
There isn't time
for what you're planning.
What are you talking about?
The badges...
There isn't time.
What?
All right, my buddy Ed,
he was always in the hospital.
I was usually with him.
In the X-ray department,
they wear radiation badges.
That's why the Pon
general is here
and why they're pumping
enough power into that place
- to run a small city.
- Why?
Because they're building
an atomic bomb.
You got that from a badge?
Not just that the badge.
The film.
In the film we lost,
it didn't just show me
being executed by the Nazi.
It showed this city being
destroyed by an A-bomb.
If the Pons are building
an A-bomb here
and the Nazis find out...
They'll wipe it out.
And all of us with it.
Sara: So what the hell
do we do?
We change your plan.
Gary: How?
We bring a plague
to the Pharaohs.
Thomas.
Hey. How are you?
How are you doing?
I was worried about you
at the church.
Oh, I'm fine.
Mom says I'm...
I'm over-exercising
myself lately.
She's probably right,
but I need to get in good shape.
Right.
Aren't you gonna ask me why?
Yes. I'm sorry. Why?
You know...
Thomas, would you check
on your sisters, please?
But you said earlier
that I could stay.
That was before you almost
fainted from overexertion.
Let's go.
Maybe I'll see you later?
Come on.
♫♫ [rhythm section]
♫♫ [Woman singing
jazzy song in Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
[whispering]
Oh, God.
Linguistic nuances of Japanese?
What the hell
did you say to him?
I assure you
it was nothing I did.
- How low did you bow?
- Low enough!
[speaking Japanese]
[muffled gunshots, shouting]
Clear the building.
[gunshots, shouting continue]
Please.
Get out.
[speaking Japanese]
♫♫ [piano playing classical]
Everything all right?
Thomas.
He had some sort of
an episode at the church.
An episode?
One of the "absence" seizures
from the medical report
that you showed me.
It only lasted a few seconds,
but it was like...
It was like he died
and then he came back to me.
He's okay now?
Yeah, I sent him
upstairs to rest.
He thinks it was overexertion.
But we may need
to speed things up, John.
Oh, Julia, can I introduce...
Henry Collins.
You are every bit as
beautiful as she's described.
How are you finding life
in civilization?
Uh, very different
but fascinating.
Hmm?
I was listening
to people talk today
about what Dr. Adler
had to do
as part of his job,
thinking about a friend of mine
whose lungs were damaged
when he was young, from gas.
There's no cure.
What would have
happened to him here?
Well, he'd be spared
any physical suffering
and also the ignominy
of being a useless eater.
Some people think that's
an ugly phrase, you know:
useless eater.
He got death threats,
you know...
Gerry, all the time.
Alice.
John. Oh, good.
I need to talk to you.
Did you know that Gerry
got death threats?
Of course.
And the doctor
that did his last physical
said he had the heart
of a much younger man.
These things don't make sense.
How can a man with
a good heart just...
- just drop dead?
- Why don't we go
into the kitchen?
- Okay? Come on.
- Uh...
I-Is John coming?
Excuse me.
Listen.
What happened is just...
is just a terrible
tragedy, Alice.
But what if it's more than that?
Alice, honey...
Uh, I don't, uh...
I didn't allow them
to cremate him today.
You didn't?
Because we might want
an autopsy.
Don't you think?
Um, I'm... I'm not sure
this is maybe the right
place to discuss this.
How about we, uh,
find one of your boys
who can give you a lift home?
It's been a long day, honey.
- But we... we will talk?
- Yes, of course we will.
Yes, we will.
Helen, I should be going now.
I just wanted to say
thank you so much
for everything.
Don't go yet, Julia.
I'd like you to stay.
I would. I just have
so much studying to do.
Stay.
[speaking Japanese]
I require an explanation
for what transpired today.
Hai, Kakka.
Taishi Okamura was a traitor.
He was Yakuza.
And exploiting his position
to spy for the Nazis
against the Empire.
You have evidence of this?
Hai. I would not have
acted without it.
Nor without placing your
family in protective custody.
I should have been informed
at the same time
you made those arrangements.
I apologize, but I
had to act quickly.
I fear you have been here
too long, Kido-tai'i.
[imitating gunfire]
Too many Westerns.
[chuckling]
We have nothing
to learn from the gaijin.
I admire your decisiveness,
particularly
in sensitive situations,
as with the attempt on
the life of His Highness.
I will ensure the clan is
aware of Okamura's treachery.
But hierarchy must be respected.
Unquestioningly.
So...
now I know everything?
Hai, Kakka.
Hmm.
Prost.
Prost.
Pick things up
pretty quickly, don't you?
I think you might be
overestimating me.
Mm, I don't think so.
Thank you for your help today.
I was... glad
to be a part of it.
It's quite something,
seeing everyone pull
together like that.
Well, like I told you,
this is a place where people
look out for each other.
Julia, I don't want there to be
any confusion between us.
What happened at the church
today with Thomas...
I don't know what
you think you saw,
but you're new here...
and I wanted to make sure
you understand
how important it is not
to jump to any conclusions...
because it could be dangerous.
Helen, what I saw today
was a sweet boy...
who's been overexerting himself,
becoming emotional
at the funeral
of a close family friend.
No confusion.
Let's drink to that.
♫ I'm gonna
buy a paper doll ♫
♫ That I can call my own ♫
♫ A doll that other
fellows cannot steal ♫
♫ And then the flirty,
flirty guys ♫
♫ With their
flirty, flirty eyes ♫
So...
who was she?
The girl this morning.
Yeah, she was a...
work in progress.
A beautiful one.
What about you?
Has there ever been
anyone special?
Aside from Mr. Frink,
of course. [snicker]
[chuckle]
Hmm.
There was.
But she's not around anymore.
Did she die?
No.
She just had to go away.
[door opens]
Did you make the sale?
[mocking]
Did you make the sale?
[laughing]
Ed:
So where were you?
Out with your new
Japanese girlfriend?
Grow up.
What? Don't tell me.
I should be worried
about my lungs.
No, I wasn't thinking that.
Well, good.
- Because I'm, uh...
- Spreading your wings.
I'm spreading my wings.
[Childan laughing]
Come on.
It's my one vice.
[Ed chuckles]
And it's legal.
We're celebrating.
Celebrating what?
Taishi's dead.
We're free.
It's over.
- He's dead?
- Yeah.
It's true.
A new Yakuza boss
will take the place
of the late Mr. Okamura,
but all outstanding debts
are non-transferable.
We're fucking free, Frank.
You check on Thomas?
He's fine.
Poor Alice was in quite
a state, wasn't she?
Tell me exactly
what happened with Thomas.
Who else was there?
It was quick.
Next time, we might
not be so lucky.
Did anybody else see it happen?
No.
I grabbed his arm just in time.
[phone rings]
[ring]
[ring]
[ring]
Hello.
Obergruppenführer Smith.
Reichsführer Himmler.
[speaking German]
Heil Hitler.
Heil Hitler.
[click]
John, what is it?
No man is immortal.
.srt Extracted, Resynced by
Dan4Jem, XII.MMXVI