The Man in the High Castle

Michiko.

Michiko.

Oh, hey.

What's with the suit?

What is this?

Mom promised we could use this place for our meeting.

Meeting?

Uh, Dad, my friends are counting on me.

Please don't make me go back on my word.

Keep your word.

We're good, guys.

- Come on. - Honey, come quick.

- Huh? - He's learning to wave back.

- What? - Did you wave? You did.

You learned how to wave, Donny?

Yeah, he started waving in the car.

Good job. That's amazing, buddy.

Yeah. Show him.

Should we take a little nap?

Just a little one?

Good morning, O-to-san.

Good Morning, Miss... uh, Juliana.

You seem different somehow.

Different? How so?

I don't know.

You seem really well.

Everybody, this is Nori's dad.

- Hi. - Hello.

Hey, thanks for letting us use the place.

We have so much to do.

- Juliana. - Yeah.

What is this meeting for?

It's one of our Ban the Bomb meetings.

I'm really glad you're here.

Look, I just need to know that it's over, George.

I can't just assume finding you is enough

to stop what I saw happen in the film.

As simple as that,

just pick up my direct line to the Castle?

I've got a better chance of collect calling Grace Kelly.

I sent a message.

We haven't heard back yet.

Word is he's gone AWOL again.

So...

how was dinner?

You could almost forget they're Nazis.

It won't work coming at the Smiths straight on,

so my people want you to take a more indirect approach.

Oh no, I'm not taking any approach.

The Smiths are not why I'm here.

We've been over that.

Let me talk to your people, okay?

Explain the situation.

Now, see, that's something a Nazi spy would say.

We've been over that, too.

Your pop saved my life.

Risking it to give you another chance feels like payback,

but I'm not gonna ask my people to risk theirs.

I didn't know that...

about you and my father. How did he save your life?

Nope.

We're not gonna do that.

You've got to go a long way to earn my trust.

George, I am not a Nazi.

Well, that's... that's the thing.

We're gonna need you to become one.

Helen Smith may not act it,

but she is the queen bee of the Nazi social scene.

The wives, girlfriends of top Nazis suck up to her.

So you're going to suck up to them.

Look, I did what you asked, okay?

I went there, and I smiled,

and I pretended everything was fine,

and all I wanted to do was scream.

We're looking at this... you... as a long-term investment.

You'll never be really close to the Smiths

unless their friends accept you.

You think women like Helen's friends are going to welcome me?

Once you're in with the Smiths,

you'll be considered a curiosity.

Or competition. George,

you don't know the first thing about women, do you?

Well, that may be true,

but it's the deal keeping you alive.

Are you sure about this, Jennifer?

Yes, I'm sure. Mrs. Pack said.

Well, that means your ballet finishes

at exactly the same time

Thomas' wrestling practice starts.

I don't mind missing piano.

That's very noble of you, Amy,

but your piano is on a completely different day.

Don't they understand how difficult it is

to figure out a schedule for three kids?

How... How can I be two places at once?

Thomas keeps saying he's a man now. Why can't he walk?

Don't worry. We'll work it out.

That is easy to say, John, but how exactly?

What is it, son?

I, um, I got a letter.

What does it say?

It's from the Commander's Office.

Ten Hitler Youth members have been selected

to go on a month-long expedition,

"to civilize and educate

those unfortunates living outside the Reich."

I've been chosen to go.

To the Neutral Zone?

To South America.

Well, that's, uh...

that's quite an...

that's quite an honor, son. Congratulations.

When do you go?

He's not going.

- What? - Helen...

Thomas, I'm... I'm sorry.

I am very proud of you, obviously, but this...

it's out of the question.

Isn't it?

Uh, why, um,

why is it out of the question?

We'll discuss it later.

There's nothing to discuss.

I thought you'd be pleased.

I said later.

Whoa.

You need not eat it all.

I wanted you to have a choice.

In future, you'll let me know

which dishes you particularly enjoy.

Uh, thank you, Silvia,

but you don't have to wait on me like this.

But I want to.

Hmm.

Thank you.

Where's my father?

The Reichsminister had to leave early,

but he has a car waiting for you.

He cleared his schedule

to spend the day showing you Berlin.

You'll need to change.

Was the suit I laid out for you not to your liking?

Oh. That.

Heusmann's family.

Your parents... were never married.

After your mother took you, your father met Margot.

They were very happy,

and they had two handsome boys: Dieter and Rolf.

I see.

Where are they now?

They were killed in an Allied bombing raid

outside of Hanover.

Were there others,

or am I the only one he has left?

This is not something I can answer.

You should speak with the Reichsminister.

- Julia. - Helen. Hi.

I just wanted to say thank you so much for dinner.

I had such a great time.

Oh, it's sweet of you to come all the way over.

You could have just called.

Oh, I just wanted to bring you this.

That's very sweet.

I'm sorry. I've come at a bad time.

That's just bridge club.

Bridge. I always wanted to learn how to play.

Maybe you could teach me some time?

The girls would love to meet you.

Uh, why don't you come in?

I... Okay. Thank you.

Girls, this is Miss Julia Mills.

Uh, Mrs. Alice Adler.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Mrs. Mary Dawson and Mrs. Lucy Collins.

Hello.

Sorry for interrupting your game.

Oh, don't be silly.

The girls are just trying to distract me anyway.

Would you like some coffee, sweetheart?

- Thank you. - Okay.

Julia wants to learn to play.

She's just moved here from the out West... Seattle.

They don't have bridge in the Pacific States anymore?

We play Mahjong.

I suppose those Japs made you give up everything

when they came marching in.

Between that and their delusional sense of superiority.

How did you stomach it?

I don't know. You just, um...

go on living, I guess.

If you call that living.

Mm.

So it turns out

I was right about Marjory's nanny.

The girl was genetically a Semite.

Imagine someone like that having access to children.

With that and genetic defects,

there should be compulsory screening.

Hmm.

Gerry used to say that.