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-(gunshot) -(grunts)
-(gunshot) -(grunts)
Stop.
Hans.
Perfekt.
(film projector whirring, clicking)
Please, sir.
Thank you.
To what do I owe the pleasure, Oberstgruppenfuhrer,
of this... (chuckles) ...of this unexpected visit?
I wanted to let you know, in person,
that my wife will be resuming her analysis.
Oh, well, I'm, uh, I'm very glad to hear that, sir.
I think she shows great potential for progress.
No, thank you. Good.
That's good.
Listen, uh...
I'm sure I don't need to tell you
that my wife has been going through
-a lot of strain recently. -Oh, no,
-of course. Of course. -And, uh,
she's been given to flights of...
imagination that, frankly,
I think are not to be encouraged.
So I would like you to restrict your sessions
to the subject of...
our son, Thomas.
Specifically, her grief over his passing.
That might be problematic, sir.
I, um...
I mean, the patient really must be allowed
-to freely ex... -It's not complicated, Doctor.
If she strays off topic, then I'm relying on you
to steer her back to the subject of our son.
Is that gonna be a problem for you?
No. No, of course not, Oberstgruppenfuhrer.
Naturally, anything she says
on the subject of Thomas, that's to be between you,
private and privileged between doctor and patient.
-Goes without saying. -Yes.
Yes, of course.
Doctor and patient.
Sir?
I'm sure you are aware there are
those who would be very interested
to know that you're treating my wife.
Those who...
might be prepared to pay handsomely
-for any information she might unwittingly divulge. -Oh. No.
-Now, I'm just... -No. I-I assure you...
...trying to make it clear for you.
If ever I have reason to suspect you...
betrayed the trust I'm placing in you now,
then you and your family will come to regret it.
Do you understand?
Uh, yes, sir.
-Yes, sir. Yes, I do. -Good.
Well, then we're agreed.
Thank you so much for, uh,
fitting me in at short notice.
Your, uh, loyalty and discretion
are greatly appreciated.
Feel free to call anytime.
You get me everything I need?
Oh, yes.
I've got an entire basket of goodies for you, George.
For starters, a letter
congratulating a Hitler Youth on being selected
to spread the Nazi gospel throughout South America.
-And the youth was? -Thomas Smith.
Except he wasn't medically sound.
Well, his father always covered for him, now, didn't he?
All right, these are cables from Raeder
to the embassy in Buenos Aires
authorizing a series of payments
for anti-Nazi guerrillas.
Smith was planning to...
kidnap his own son?
That is the hypothesis.
When will we have proof?
Patience, George. I am this close
to being able to prove Helen Smith a murderer.
We'll put all the dirty little evidence
right under the Reichsfuhrer's nose
and let him smell the rancid putrefaction.
Hello?
Last night someone followed me home.
What?
TAGOMI (over phone): He lurked in the shadows,
tracking me like an animal.
Why would anyone do that?
I may be on a Nazi death list.
I believe the man was Joe Blake.
You believe?
Did you see him?
No, I... I turned around and he was gone.
A patrol came by.
Why would Joe want to kill you?
Look, in the film...
In the film he kills you both.
Yes, because he knew that whatever was
at the end of that tunnel was something worse than death.
I have to know what that something is.
That's Joe in the film,
not in this world.
Either way, I know he's connected to Lackawanna.
Why else would Abendsen give you that film?
Look, I know he's still hiding things from me, to be sure,
but he's got answers I won't be able to find on my own.
Don't be foolish.
He will tell you nothing.
Maybe.
But I've got to see this through to the end, Tagomi-san.
And if it's a bitter end...
so be it.
Juliana...
Then why is Tagomi still alive?
I was interrupted at the last moment, sir.
It's unfortunate.
But I trust you won't disappoint me.
Yes, sir.
And the asset?
Winning her trust has been tricky, sir,
but she's definitely hiding something.
And what might that be?
She knows about Lackawanna, somehow.
And I think she spent time with High Castle this past year.
And can lead us to him.
If you can get to Abendsen,
it would be a brilliant coup for Die Nebenwelt.
But you will deal with Tagomi.
I arrive in New York this afternoon.
After you complete your mission,
you will report to me directly
with Wexler's plans.
Yes, Mein Fuhrer.
Sieg Heil.
Why don't we start with something easy?
You know, a memory. Could be anything.
Anything?
Well, anything to do with Thomas.
Why don't you sit back, shut your eyes if that helps,
and, uh, go back to a moment.
Needn't be anything big.
Could be something nice and simple.
Uh, they-they heard me...
scream and...
wail...
when Thomas was walking to that van.
I wept, I pleaded, and all of my neighbors--
housewives and my friends--
they heard me beg him to stop.
Stop and go back in the house.
Don't do this.
I'm so... so ashamed.
But any mother would've wept and pleaded.
Don't you think?
My son was a hero, I was a weakling.
No. No, no.
It takes strength to grieve openly.
Does it?
It's the weak who conceal their feelings
behind a tough facade.
Now, just by me saying this,
you won't magically let go of your shame.
But, if it makes it any easier,
there is nothing more important to the Aryan state
than a powerful mother who brings the full force
of her emotions and convictions to daily life in the Reich.
Madam?
Hmm?
Edgar.
Uh, are-are you here for a meeting with John?
No, dear, I'm here to speak to you.
You see, new evidence has surfaced
in the Alice Adler murder investigation,
forcing me to reopen the case.
I don't understand. Uh, the man you arrested--
didn't he confess?
Yes, it's true, he confessed.
But I understand that confession may have been coerced.
Do you recognize this?
I sincerely hope
that you have nothing in your closet that matches this, Helen.
Is that blood?
Madam.
Excuse me.
Found something. -Call John.
Put that back.
This one.
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