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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.

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.

You seem to have found a purpose here.

Meaning.

You are free.

Should we take a little nap?

You will see each other again.

I am sure.

No.

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.

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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.

Any sign of Major Raeder?

Not in yet, sir.

Agent Matthews from
the ARBI is here, sir.

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.

Send a team to Colorado.

Yes, sir.

Scrap metal.

Yes, sir.

- Where you coming from?
- Denver.

- Where you going?
- Home.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

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?
- 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?
- 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.

Where do I start?

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.

You have been here a long time.

Ten years, T�itoku.

When did you last see your family?

They came to visit
while I was recovering.

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, T�itoku?

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.

Uh, excuse me for interrupting.

It's okay.

What are you painting?

I'm not sure now.

I was painting the fleet,

but they've moved around,

and I'm not so good from memory.

Tamiko.

You are Japanese.

Okinawan, from Hawaii.

Hi.

How was it today?

Fine.

Mm. Hard.

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.

Standing by.

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.

Obviously.

Resistance?

One would assume.

We expect a break in
the case imminently.

Don't let me down, Reichsmarschall.

Jesus Christ.

What are we gonna do?

Not here.

This is my home.

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.

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.

Hai.

I think that's Kotomichi.

I'll see you soon.

Welcome home, Miss Crain.

Juliana?

Take them.

Where is she?

I went to their motel.

The Kempeitai were already there.

Juliana Crain and her
sister have been arrested,

Trade Minister.

Juliana,

- can you hear me?
- Yeah.

- 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.

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.

He's grooming Smith for my job.

I can smell it.

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.

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.

You're bound for the Zone, right?

Well, no worries. Won't
be used around here.

Yeah, see that they're not.

No, strictly self-defense.

Give me a hand?

Got yourself a whole lot of
self-defense there, brother.

Well, you know what they say, pal.

Never forget, never forgive.

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.

Oh, Kido Tai-i.

T�itoku.

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, T�itoku, sister.

T�itoku,

the sister of Juliana Crain is deceased.

This supposed sister

is another matter, and needs
to be investigated fully.

And you are free to do so.

In the meantime,

please release them both to his custody.

Hai, T�itoku.

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.

- 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.

Take me to the other prisoner.

"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?

I won't lose another child, John.

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?

Joseph, come in.

Sieg Heil.

Williams, Miller,

meet our new junior trade attach�.

Joseph Cinnadella.

- Italiano.
- With blue eyes.

Well, my grandfather
was from Northern Italy,

- near the Brenner Pass.
- Positively Teutonic.

- Welcome to the genetic cesspool.
- Been here before?

- First time.
- 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.

Sir.

Who are they?

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.

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?

Guy keeps staring at us.

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.

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.

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.

Chief Inspector Kido

is on the line, sir.

Thank you, Major. Till next time.

Thelma.

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.

- Helen.
- Alice.

I was hoping we could clear the air.

Come in.

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... 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...

I will not!

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.

If you let go of her,

the Trudy you lost,

you will be liberated.

Able to let go of her.

And she of you.

Transition.

You've always looked out for me, sis.

You don't need to anymore.

I found...

the reason.

For everything.

Take care of yourself, sis.

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