The Plot Against America

This is my country.

Jew haters want a country, they got plenty to choose from.

This one they're not getting.

Isn't that something?

To see the American president shaking hands with Hitler

like he's any other fella.

So, we need to be absorbed, do we? I'm not American enough?

You're scared of anywhere you haven't been

or anyone who isn't Jewish!

I wanna go to Kentucky, and I wanna live on a farm.

Truth is, I loved my wife, and now very quickly,

I find that I love you in the same way.

What's our luggage doing here?

There are no vacancies.

Take your family and leave. Immediately.

Because we're Jewish. That's what this is about.

You are aware of radar?

I signed on to kill Krauts.

Not to rummage around machine parts.

I'm not over here because I'm an American.

Shit, my country's gone to hell.

Since the election, only Jewish kids are having

fight or flight dreams.

Aw-main.

As we remember the life of Dora Finkel,

it is meaningful, I think, to admire the great journey

that she represents

in beginning her life in a Russian shtetl,

coming to this new country as a young girl,

and making a life for herself and her family in a new land.

Our parents are the generation that risked all

to make us Americans.

And we are, indeed, now Americans.

And now, the Mourner's Kaddish.

Dodgers beat Braves, four-two.

Indian takes White Sox, two-one.

Reds clobber Cubs, two-nothing.

How ya doin', Little Robert?

- How're you, Herman? - Yanks keep pace?

You bet, beat the Athletics, seven-two.

Come on.

Dodgers beat Braves, four-two...

Does he have a last name?

Do you?

So does he.

What is it?

To tell you the truth, I don't know Robert's last name.

- Good morning, Mister L. - Uh, two of the cinnamon babka,

four dozen of the rugelach, assorted,

- and a jelly for my valet here. - Of course.

Herman...

I saw the obituary for your mother-in-law.

Her memory should be a blessing for you and Bess.

Thank you, Norman.

Are you picking up for the shiva?

All but a couple dozen rugelach.

Those, I'm taking up to my nephew in Montreal.

He's, uh...

He's recovering from wounds in a hospital there.

Well, in that case, it's all gratis.

Norman, you don't have to do that.

Yes, I do.

Give Bess my condolences.

Five-four!

Can I go with you to Canada?

You have school tomorrow, Philip.

Can't miss two days in a row.

Seven-two! Dodger beat Braves...

- Dad? - Hmm?

What is Alvin going to do?

What will he do?

Reds clobber Cubs, two-nothing.

He'll find his way, kiddo.

I'm glad Herman agreed

to have you and Lionel over for dinner on Friday.

I'm glad for that, Ev.

Wait till you see what came today.

So grown up, isn't he?

Uh...

It was nice of you to think of Sandy,

- but I don't want... - You hate it.

I'll use another boy.

It's just, he's such a good-looking kid.

We would feature him on the brochure,

and we could even have him talk to small groups of people

- about the program... - It's all too much, Ev.

I... I don't want him getting full of himself.

Thank you.

It's a good thing she let me

keep her accounts in order these past few months.

You know she didn't want the help.

For the insurance policy,

I... I'll... I'll take it to Herman's office.

They'll notarize and process it faster than if we...

Well, I certainly got enough for more than you two ladies.

The Tirschwells were here, and the rabbi and his wife.

- And Mrs. Steiner. - They may be back tonight.

You're gonna have to make a minyan without me.

I'm sorry for that, but I have to get on the road

if I'm gonna get there and see Alvin

and get back in time for my Friday collections.

Have you heard anything from Alvin?

Not a word. I don't understand.

I've been writing him for weeks.

Well, maybe he's unable to write.

It's a leg, Ev.

Whatever he has to say, I'll hear it soon enough.

Travel safe.

Nurse?

Please...

I need a doctor.

Skipping dinner again?

Do you need me to empty the pan?

Kill me first.

It's my job.

Don't let it bother you, Corporal Levin.

Or can I call you Alvin?

You know, you can call me Jenny.

It's Jane Reedlaw,

- but I go by Jenny... - I know your name.

Seeing as you haven't used it yet,

- I just thought I'd remind you... - Yeah, what should we do now?

You wanna go dancing, Jenny Reedlaw?

I used to manage a pretty good jitterbug.

Or maybe we could Lindy Hop.

- Do you want... - No.

I don't want.

New York.

FDR is said to have sent the following telegram

to President Lindbergh: "Mr. President,"

Rescind the White House state dinner invitation...

of German Foreign Minister von Ribbentrop

for the sake of all freedom-loving Americans,

and particularly the tens of millions of Americans

of European stock, whose ancestral countries

"must live beneath the crushing yoke of the Nazis."

FDR is the latest to join the chorus: Rescind. Rescind.

Flash: Washington.

A resolution drafted by House Democrats

against Lindy's dinner date has stalled in committee.

Word is Republican...

in honor of you having taken all your meals with us

during your stay here in the islands,

we'd like to present you with this.

Oh, well, that's... Well, of course, I...

I noticed that the other passengers

received leis of, uh, of ginger and orchids.

What is this one made of?

Chicken livers.

Chicken livers?

You better not wear it on board, boss!

The seagulls will drive us crazy.

Never mind. Thank you.

Thank you very, very much.

Were you afraid?

Of what?

Of being away from home.

No.

Did you like the family?

The Mawhinneys? Yeah.

- Did they like you? - Yeah, I think so.

Did you eat one of those?

No, these are piglets.

They've gotta fatten them up first.

Is that Mr. Ma... Mawhinney?

Yeah.

That's the pig we ate the Sunday before I left.

Keep your mouth shut about it, though.

- Why? - Pigs aren't kosher, remember?

But we don't keep kosher.

Only Grandma did that.

Even so, Dad would make a big deal about it if he knew.

So zip it.

You have a visitor.

Alvin, I've known you since you were born.

You're a fighter.

You got your father's strength.

Your father could take the hardest blow,

and still keep going.

Our home is your home.

Always.

They're all angry in some way.

But no one like him.

Lock it down.

Oh! I forgot my keys.

I have an extra set. Use our door,