Previously on The Strain.
- If you guys stay, you're gonna die. - Will you come with us?
You can save her, Gus, but the only way is to give her up.
- Tell me who has the book. - Rudyard Fonescu.
- The boy from the con vent. - Rudyard, run!
Nothing is more important than the Lumen.
We must find it before somebody else does.
It is said to be cursed, bringing death and disaster to anyone who reads it.
But I'm willing to take that risk.
I'm going to kill Eldritch Palmer.
- Sniper his ass? - You need a clean shot.
We'll never get another chance. Now. Do it.
(scattered screams)
Go!
Freeze! Stay there!
Hold on a second! I'm the one that you want!
- Where's Dutch? - Mayfield Hotel.
(screaming) (chain rattling)
(screaming continues)
Dutch Velders.
I brought you some company.
(gasping)
I always enjoyed schnapps.
Especially on a cold day.
(bottle shatters)
(groaning)
-(neck cracks) -(groans)
Every once in a while, I enjoy a human cocktail.
It relaxes me.
What are you gonna do to me?
Everything-
(man shouting in distance)
(siren blaring in distance)
(heavy breathing)
That is not going to work.
Show yourself.
- Where did you get that book? - I'll ask the questions.
Who are you?
Your ear-
your father burned it against a stove when you were a young boy.
Am I right, Rudyard?
Who told you that?
In 1966, a man arrived at a nunnery in Austria
right after your mother died.
That man found you hiding in the library,
and that man saved your life.
You.
You didn't recognize the cane?
Untie me.
Tell me something about yourself that no one else knows.
I'm a mystery to myself, Mr. Eichhorst.
You enjoy being looked at.
Your hair, your clothes,
your perfume.
It's all very calculated.
I don't wear perfume.
Ah.
(sniffing)
(whimpering)
Yes. You're right.
Shampoo.
I'll tell you something about myself
that nobody knows.
Your scent reminds me of a certain perfume
that used to fill me not only with desire but despair.
Because I knew I could never possess the woman who wore it.
My life didn't include that for some reason.
I possessed other things-
power,
respect of other men.
(laughing)
Listen to me, the philosopher.
Funny to long for desire
when it never brought me any happiness.
So you joined the Nazi Party because you couldn't get laid.
Someone like you could never understand a thing like that.
(ringing)
(clears throat)
Yes?
Good day, madam. My name is Thomas Eichhorst.
I'm here to offer you an exciting opportunity to radioize your home,
courtesy of the Triebig Electrotech Company.
Oh, my. They are beautiful.
Yes.
The mahogany cabinets make for an exciting addition to any parlor.
Now, with a simple twist of this knob,
you'll have the power of an orchestra conductor
♪ (classical) calling forth the melodies of Beethoven and Wagner.
How much is it?
♪ (continues) Triebig's easy installment plan
lets you acquire this very model
for just two marks a month.
Just sign here and the radio is yours.
Oh.
I am buying you a new radio.
♪ (continues)
They are laying people off at the plant.
I might not even have a job next week.
It's just two marks a month, sir.
A very modest sum.
There is no such thing.
(door slams)
(men laughing)
Ah, Tommy, we're all waiting to declare a winner.
So, how many radios did you unload today, hmm?
Today,none.
(scoffs) Why do I even ask, hmm?
Tommy, your problem is you have no fire in your belly.
Most people can't afford a luxury item like a radio right now.
People aren't buying the radio. They're buying you.
You have to project confidence,huh?
Especially in times like these.
If they sense your weakness,
you're dead before you even say a word, no?
Helga, may I have the sales bonus, please?
Danke. Bitte.
To Karl Spurzem!
A salesman who leads with courage and strength.
MAN: Karl! (applause)
To the bar! Drinks on me.
(men chattering in German)
Oscar is a bully who will never be more than a salesman.
I think you're terrible at selling radios, Tommy,
because you're destined for bigger things.
Thank you. Thank you for saying that.
I mean it.
Helga, I was wondering-
Yes?
Would you have dinner with me tonight?
I can't. I have plans.
Oh.
But I could on Saturday.
Saturday it is.
(helicopter whirring)
GUS: Aanya.
Angel told me you might be up here.
Yeah, I'm just doing some sorting.
- Is it okay if I come in? - Sure.
- What? -(laughs)
Nothing. It's just- It's just funny having somebody else up here.
Is it okay?
Yeah, you can help me remember it after we leave.
You're not coming with us?
It's not in me to run. You know?
It was a stupid idea anyways.
I mean, how would that work?
MAN: Down there!
(men shouting)
This can't be the place.
Wow. It's the National Guard headquarters.
Now what?
(door opens)
(door closes)
Aanya.
(moans) Aanya.
It's time to go.
(Speaking Spanish)
- Would you mind? Please. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. No problem.
- Um- - Angel, you are with us. Come.
All right, smile, guys. One, two, three.
(shutter clicks)
Got it.
Now we can go. Are you ready, Angel?
- Is everything all right? - Yeah. Everything is all right.
Ready to go.
That cop lied.
He said she'd be here. There's only one Mayfield Hotel.
Come on. Let's look around.
Fet. What the hell?
She was here.
Oh, shit.
She could have been moved to another car.
If you're gonna switch cars,
you don't do it behind the National Guard headquarters.
It's right there, right in front of our goddamn faces.
EPHRAIM: Look at the hotel.
The right side's lit, but the left is dark, all the way to the top.
No lights at all. Not even a television.
The Mayfield was a famous hotel in the '30s and '40s.
Then it became a fleabag transient kind of place
until the 1980s when they remodeled it.
But at some point, they must have sealed that section off.
Maybe they ran out of money. I don't know.
How do we get inside?
Franklin Delano Roosevelt.
Not the answer I would have expected. Okay.
(Chair scraping) (grunts)
Are you going to untie me?
Why would I do that?
I saved your life. Yes.
So now you need to pay me back.
But if I let you go, you'll take my book.
I'll purchase it. Name your price.
Mother Superior told me it was cursed, that I should burn it.
But it's never been cursed for me.
It's been special.
It is special, Rudyard. Very special.
In the right hands, it could save all of mankind.
It's in the right hands now.
Please, just tell me what you want for it.
You're not the only person who wants to buy it.
Maybe someone else will give me more.
Who else have you spoken to?
Eldritch Palmer?
Rudyard, you are making a calamitous mistake.
The fate of the world is literally in your hands.
People always underestimate me.
They talk to me like you do now, like I don't understand.
But I do understand.
I have the book.
All this time, I've kept it safe.
People would say,
“You couldn't even find Tahiti on a map, Rudyard.”
But I am going there now.
And this is my silver ticket. Rudyard, please.
Don't.
Rudyard!
MAN: Okay, you're clear to go. Close the gate.
How can I help you?
Augustin Elizalde. Gus.
You have some papers, Mr. Elizalde?
I didn't know I needed any papers.
You living under a rock? Because everyone knows that this gate
is only open to government officials
and citizens with special credentials.
Can you do me a favor and check that list again for my name?
This isn't a nightclub. There is no list.
Please, can't you just let us go through?
Relax, Mrs. Gupta. I'll take care of it.
(horn honking)
What the hell? Hey!
Turn off your brights!
What do you want me to do? Nothing.
Don't do nothing.
OFFICER: Okay.
Drive through. Let's go.
- Aanya, where- - You know you can still change your mind.
Just so you know, we would've worked.
Just not right now.
When it's all over, I'm coming to get you.
Okay?
OFFICER: Hey, come on!
Come on! Let's move!
See you guys later, all right? Thank you, Gus.
Yes. We are very grateful.
Be safe, all right?
(Speaking Spanish)
OFFICER: Move it! OFFICER #2: Hey, guys, let 'em through.
(Speaking Spanish)
Good-bye.
Open the gate. Thank you.
OFFICER: All right, gate secure.
What is this?
This-
This is the Silver Angel. Nice to meet you.
Now, we gonna talk or we gonna drive?
(tires squealing) (engine revving)
N' (radio: woman singing aria)
(growling)
HELGA: I don't feel as though I'm playing the violin
as much as it's playing me.
What do you mean?
Well, it had so many owners before me,
each with their own way of playing, their own emotional life.
It seems to me as if the violin absorbed all that and...
created its own personality and sound.
Sounds kind of crazy, I guess. No, not at all.
But why haven't you pursued a professional career?
That was my dream.
I was hoping to go to Vienna,
audition for the symphony.
But then the crash came.
Father lost his job.
My family needs every penny I can bring in.
But you must go to Vienna.
If you don't, you'll regret it.
What about you, Tommy?
Do you have any idea what you want to do with your life?
Oh, I don't know.
I envy you, Helga.-
You have a passion, a direction.
At school, my friends, they all knew
they wanted to be lawyers or engineers or what have you.
But me? Nothing has worked.
Can't seem to find anything at which I can excel.
Some people are late bloomers.
MAN: I need some room, please. Pardon me. I need that table.
Gentlemen, ladies, please, may I have your attention?
On my way here tonight
I passed a bread line that stretched over a kilometer.
People who have lost their jobs, their pensions, their homes,
their self-respect.
Some say Germany's days as a great nation are finished.
- But I refuse to believe that, my friends. - Let's get out of here.
A Third Reich is rising like a phoenix- Just a minute.
From the ashes of the Weimar Republic.
A Reich in which there are no more bread lines.
A Reich in which each and every German has a job,
a sense of purpose and pride.
- A Reich that needs the blood and sweat of true Germans. -(patrons agreeing)
A Reich that needs you and you and you.
Yes, you, my friend. Germany needs you.
Who here has lost his pension? Who here has lost his home?
Who here thinks they've lost the ability to hope?
What is the matter? That was a great speech.
Hitler wants to unite all the German people.
Except the Jews.
You do know what the Nazis think? Of course.
They're finally saying it out loud.
The Jewish bankers crashed the stock market.
They're the ones who saddled Germany with debts
and ruined our economy.
They're parasites, leeches.
What?
You're so blind.
You can't see what's right in front of your face.
What, Helga?
I'm a Jew.
Is that how you see me?
Am I a parasite?
Or a leech?
No. I didn't mean you or your family.
Hitler was talking about the foreign Jews.
From Poland and from Russia.
Hitler has no problem with the German Jews.
And neither do I.
I was wrong about you.
You're not destined for better things.
You're right where you belong.
At the bottom of the blackboard.
No, Helga.
Helga.
(door opens)
(chain rattles)
I brought you a snack.
What, you're seasoning me now? No, thanks!
No, thanks.
(groans)
Did you hear me ask, “Would you care for some pineapple?”
No, you did not.
This isn't a dinner party where someone passes you the peas
and you say, “No, thanks, I'm fine.”
Tell me you will eat the pineapple.
Yes, I'll eat it.
No! Say, “Yes, I will eat the pineapple.”
Yes, I will eat the pineapple.
(coughing, clears throat)
(whimpering)
Good girl.
And yes, as a seasoning, pineapple is exquisite.
(groans)
(sobbing)
(siren blaring in distance)
(men shouting)
(woman screaming in distance)
Come on.
Take off your pants.
- What? - Remove your pants, Dutch.
NOW!
You lost your dick 70 years ago, so what are you gonna do?
You'll be surprised.
It is a night for trying new things.
Your mouth. Give it to me.
Yeah.
Good.
Good. Good.
Spread your legs.
Bend over.
(screeching)
(groans, gasping)
Oh, Shit!
(screaming)
Oh, God!
Come on. Come on. Please. Come on!
What is this?
The Mayfield sits right above two dead-end lines from Grand Central-
tracks 61 and 63.
Back in the day, they used those lines
as a private subway entrance for President Roosevelt
whenever he came to New York
so that no one would see him in his wheelchair.
- Here we go. - Be careful. Looks like a strigoi passage.
Exactly. Not good. Let's go.
(groans)
(growling)
We got it.
Where are you, Fraulein Velders?
Please, stop running.
There is no way to go.
Your shampoo, Fraulein, and your blood.
I'm almost there.
No!No!No!
No, please! Please!
(footsteps)
(growling)
Get away from me!
DUTCH: No! Shh.
- Did you hear that? - No! Get away from me!
Come on!
Thank you for an engaging chase, Fraulein.
No! Stay away from me!
Oh, please.
You know, most days eating is simply a duty. But this-
I have not looked forward to a meal like you
in I can't remember how long.
I hope you choke on me. (yells)
Time for us to be going.
No! No!
What? No!
Screw you, you asshole!
Dutch! Dutch!
Dutch!
I'm coming for you!
You might wanna get back.
DUTCH: No! No!
Help!
No!
No! No! (screams)
Somebody! Help!
(clattering)
Scheiße!
Dutch.
You're all right.
(whimpering) You all right? You okay?
(grunts)
VASILIY: I've got you.
(sobbing)
I've got you.
(roars)
(growls)
Ah, Untersturmführer, thank you so much for coming.
How can I help?
This Jew claims to know you.
I'm so sorry to bring you into this,
but they are threatening to deport me and my whole family.
Thomas, please help- (gasps)
You do not address an officer of the SS by his first name.
Do you understand?
Yes.
Is it true that you have a relationship?
We worked in the same office for seven months.
Then she was accused of stealing.
- What? - It was never proven.
- But the money was gone nonetheless. - None of this is true.
That was the extent of my relationship with her.
Thank you for clarifying this matter, Untersturmführer.
(sobbing)
Heil.
Sieg heil.
(speaking German)
Heil Hitler, Herr Untersturmführer.
lt's, uh, good to see you again, sir.
(gasps)
(gulps)
(Sobbing, whimpering)
(sobbing continues)
(sirens blaring in distance)
Wait right there.
State your business.
Mr. Rudyard Fonescu to see Alonso Creem.
Is he expecting you? Cardinal MacNamara sent me.
There's a man here wants to see you. He says the cardinal sent him.
CREEM: He's good.
Move over.
Okay. Let's go.
(clears throat)
My name is Rudyard Fonescu.
The cardinal said you could help me.
The cardinal's dead.
This was before he died.
In fact, I think it's why he died.
I, uh- I have something-
something people would pay a lot of money for.
The Lumen.
- How do you know? - Let me see it.
- I need money. I need safe passage- - I need to see the book.
(chuckles)
I think we can do business.
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