The FX original series The Americans.
Final season returns soon on FX.
Previously on "The Americans"...
Where did you tell your coworkers
you were going today?
She was pretty nervous.
Let's get her off the street.
CLAUDIA: The man you photographed Evgheniya with
is most likely going to be
Deputy Chief of the CIA's Moscow station.
The Centre will probably want her back in Moscow with him
so they can use the affair against him.
There's these kids at school.
They could make things really bad for Pasha.
Bad enough that his mom
would want to take him home to Moscow?
It could work.
Kvass.
Best I ever made.
(glasses clank)
(chuckles) Mm.
I like it.
Mm? Yeah?
Yeah.
Nice here when nobody home.
Peaceful. No fights...
(chuckles)
...You fight with Dee?
(chuckles) She's my wife,
I'm gonna fight with her, right?
Although, it's been pretty good lately.
I mean, helps that we never see each other...
(scoffs) What about Tuan?
You...have nice relationship with him?
Mm. Sure.
I mean, I-I know he looks pretty even-tempered,
but, um, Tuan can be a handful.
Me and Pasha, you know, we fight all the time.
You see this, right? Mm.
But now? No fights.
He just quiet.
He like dog, somebody beat with stick.
Just sad. Sad. Very sad boy.
(inhales deeply, lips smack)
Promise not to say to Evgheniya what I tell you now -- okay?
Of course.
(lips smack)
I miss kvass.
Talk with friends.
The street I live in.
This place -- it -- have food,
have money -- but not so easy to be happy.
Have I tell you about my mother?
She was teacher of biology at university.
And I go to her after her classes,
and we are going home, and she must prepare dinner
after long day of work -- but she says,
"No, we go skating first."
And just like this, we go ice skating.
And we skate and skate and skate,
night comes, we still skate.
Just never want to stop. (sighs)
My father was gone then. But...
(sighs)
...Mama...
Moscow was nice city with my mother.
(door opens)
(door creaking)
I know I made a mistake.
I'm...I'm sorry.
I f-- I failed you. I failed my people.
Everything you've been through,
your family, your country...
you're special, Tuan.
I admire you.
I believe in you.
You're fighting so things like that
won't happen to other people.
I wish I could tell you it gets easier.
It doesn't.
But you can do this.
You can be great at it.
Thank you.
But don't make a mistake like that again.
It's not worth it.
Did you report me?
No.
You hungry?
(door creaking)
How'd it go?
Uh. (sighs)
Sounds like Pasha's doing worse.
He tell you about the shit in his locker?
(keys clatter) Human shit?
No.
I got this asshole Darren Burke to get some from his dog,
put it in a bag, then him and his friends
dump it out in Pasha's locker.
They thought it was the funniest thing in the world.
Pasha has no idea I got them to do it.
I'm not sure that they know I got them to do it.
Good.
(insects chirping)
(door opens, closes)
Honey? Hi.
What are you doing?
Cleaning.
It's a little late.
Hey.
What's going on?
Hey, hey.
Did you babysit tonight?
Yeah. Did something happen?
Pastor Tim thinks I might really be screwed up.
He's worried about my soul.
He said that?
No. I-I read his diary again.
(sighs) I know I shouldn't have,
you don't have to say that.
Paige, he doesn't know anything.
You can't listen to him.
He cares about me. You said that yourself.
He doesn't really know you.
I don't know.
I think...
maybe I am screwed up.
Because of...
Pastor Tim thinks it's because of all the lying...
Everyone thinks they're screwed up.
That's what I've learned.
It wasn't exactly lying, Paige.
We kept things from you. We had to.
To protect you and our family.
And when you were ready we told you.
**
(clicking)
(machine tapping)
Can't you just see him there,
writing in his diary every night,
making his little observations
about everyone, his parishioners, us...
He should've kept it locked in a goddamn safe.
Why? He's got God on his side.
What could go wrong?
Paige isn't gonna get over this so easy.
She'll be fine. I don't know.
This whole thing. All of it.
She's not the type of kid who can put things behind her.
(inhales deeply)
She's not.
But it's not all bad.
She's starting to see him
for what he is.
(indistinct talking)
(engine shuts off)
(talking continues)
Mm-hmm.
(vehicles passing in distance)
(rhythmic knock on door)
Hey. Come in.
Hello.
(door closes) STAN: Was there any problem?
No. It was easy.
I took the elevator from my apartment.
And nobody in elevator. Nobody in hallway.
So you rent this place in my building just to see me?
Is so expensive.
Well, we told you we'd do what we had to to keep you safe.
(chuckles) So, how's it going with the dentist?
(clicks tongue) Wow.
I was there four times. Good.
(inhales deeply) Thank you.
Sure. No, I really thank you.
The pain is almost gone.
Oh, good.
There is a man...
Um.
We're getting closer,
and -- is getting better.
Well, that's great. Good for you.
So, who's the lucky guy?
He is a very famous man in Soviet Union.
Gennadi Bystrov. He was defenseman.
Of Soviet national team.
They are champions -- Sure. Yeah, I know
the Soviet national team. We know.
He is really nice and friendly.
Last time, when he came to United States,
uh, he, uh, brought the gift for my boy.
Hockey...shirt.
My boy loves it.
Oh, he visits you here? Bystrov?
Yes, he carries package over. For government.
Oh, well, that's great. So you get to see him a lot.
Sounds like he gets along well with your son...
My son loves him.
He is very good man, Gennadi.
Anything good?
Something happened in Ghazni.
Mujahedeen were killed by some kind of hemorrhagic fever.
We sent a sample of the Lassa virus to the Centre.
That's a hemorrhagic fever.
We were told it was being developed for defense.
In case Reagan...
I don't know anything about it.
I'm sorry...
(clears throat)
We've been talking about Pastor Tim...
we're wondering if you think the Centre
might be able to get him a job offer.
Somewhere far away.
Anything else I should know about it?
Not really.
There are peace groups,
international religious councils.
Do you want me to look into it?
We'll let you know.
Um, the Centre analyzed the wheat sample you sent.
They say it's remarkable.
They suspect it was bred partly from a Kazakh variety,
which is surprising.
Stolen. From us.
Our agronomists are gonna be working on it for some time.
Some time?
Years.
So you'll have to keep running Stobert and Kemp long term.
(birds chirping)
(knock on door) Come in.
Hi.
Um, so your mom and I
have been talking about what happened. What you read.
And we know you're upset about it...
We're upset about it.
We don't think you should have to be around him anymore.
W-We don't think you should have to manage him
for the rest of your life.
We had an idea...
um...
we thought that maybe we could talk to the people
we work with and they might be able to get Pastor Tim
a job offer.
Doing something that would make him really happy.
Maybe in Europe, maybe charity work, something religious.
Somewhere far away.
Just if you wanted to think about that.
We didn't bring this up before because we didn't think
it was something you would want, but...
I don't know...that -- that seems weird.
I mean, without him even knowing...?
We would only do it if it was something
that would be good for him.
And we'd never do it if you didn't want us to.
What's going on with the people who wanted
to destroy your crops with the bugs and stuff?
It's not gonna happen.
You stopped it?
It was complicated.
But...they're not doing it now.
And we were able to get a sample of the special kind of wheat
the U.S. has been developing.
So maybe our country can now grow better food.
I mean, it wasn't just us, but...it does feel good
when you can make a difference.
You did something so huge, and no one even knows.
That's how it works.
(sighs)
That was good. Yeah.
I have to go back to Topeka on the 19th.
More Tai Chi?
Yeah.
(sighs)
(silverware taps lightly)
They better. I think. Some of them.
They know more words now but how they say words.
The, um...
The pronunciation?
Yes. It's very bad. Yes. (laughs)
It's hard to learn new language
when don't speak it all time.
That is how Tuan caught on.
No one spoke Vietnamese
so he was just forced to learn English.
Maybe we need speak only English at home.
(chuckles) Help Pasha speak better.
That's what school is for.
Tuan learned so much faster
once he got around kids his own age.
School is...
School is not so good for Pasha.
I thought he was doing so much better.
No.
Some kid they...
they put...shit in Pasha locker.
Oh my God.
I never heard of this before.
How can person do that?
Now he hate school even more.
He don't want to go ever.
Every day we fight to get him out of house.
I'm so sorry. I --
Tuan always sort of had an easy time with friends.
You know him, he's...got that personality.
Didn't get it from me or Brad.
He's just positive.
And I think that made things easier for him.
Well, Pasha not that way.
No.
But, you know, I-I know a lot of kids
who have gone through that sort of thing.
Most kids at some point. And it does get better.
What if not?
What if just worse?
(sighs) Oh my God. It's so bad.
I know.
No. Not just Pasha.
I...
one of my student... we -- we have sex.
(inhales deeply)
Oh.
I was so mad at Alexei. We fight, fight all time.
And with my student, was so nice
and easy and fun and...
But now Alexei -- he try. He try not fight.
He try be nice to me.
For Pasha, he say we must be strong.
I feel bad all time now.
(sniffles)
What do you want to do?
I want make none of this happen.
I want my family be happy.
Then fight for that.
(laughter)
I think you'd be fantastic at it.
Well, we'll never know. (laughs)
I told him if he sang one song. Just one.
Then he could come to my softball games.
Hey. Give up. I am never doing karaoke.
I-I'm with you.
There -- There's not enough alcohol in the world...
Well, that leaves you, Elizabeth.
Ohh! Ohh!
(laughs)
RENEE: Well, still.
We should do dinner again soon.
Maybe next week? That --
There's that new Indian on Sycamore.
Um, I actually have to head home next week.
Oh. Yeah. Well, the -- the week after?
For sure. Definitely. Great.
Yeah. All right. We'll see you then.
Great. Okay. Okay.
Good night. Bye. See ya. Bye. Good night.
(inhales sharply)
(indistinct conversation in distance)
(whispers) Okay.
(horn honks)
(sighs)
Why does this bother you so much?
It just does.
The Centre has nothing to do with them, come on.
And so what if they do?
I don't want Stan to be...like Martha.
(keys jingle)
(engine starts)
HOWARD: You're in the dark.
So what do you do?
You hold out your hands.
Makes sense.
You don't want to bump into anything.
But if someone turns on the light
and there's nothing there, do you feel stupid?
You probably look pretty stupid.
(laughter)
If you'd felt something, would that have made you smart?
The point is when you're walking in the dark
you don't know the answer,
but you have an instinct for how to move forward.
The instinct is neither right or wrong.
It just is.
We're all machines.
Say hello to the machine sitting next to you.
Because that's what you are. Machines.
Go ahead. Say "hello."
Hello. Your lives are mechanically programmed --
stimulus, response -- stimulus, response --
stimulus, response.
But if we're nothing more than machines
programmed to respond to stimuli,
what are we to make of the notion of enlightenment?
Enlightenment is knowing the truth,
accepting that you are a machine.
(door opens)
(birds chirping)
You should go out. Get some air.
What?
(sighs)
Look, what he wrote about you, Paige...
you know, I-I still go to these EST meetings sometimes...
and they make you think about the hard stuff in life...
things that you've asked.
Like how did we end up doing this.
One of the things they say... is who you are as a kid...
you don't have to stay that way.
Some of what he wrote... it's like...about who I am.
Who he thinks I am.
It doesn't matter what he wrote.
Well, something was true about it.
Well -- You know that.
Even if he was to write something
that's true a little bit...so what?
He doesn't know who you are.
(sighs)
You could change his whole life and he'd never even know it.
We can't make him take the job.
We'd just be giving him an opportunity.
That you know he'll want.
More or less.
Henry knows what he wants.
He's still a kid.
It's not like he wants to get drunk and do drugs.
It -- It's nothing bad.
He knows there's a better place for him.
I think he'd be better off.
Henry's...
He's different.
(indistinct conversations)
(door opens)
**
Running low on beans.
Uh, the black ones?
Red.
Got it.
(sighs softly)
I think about the people who need this stuff,
standing in line for food...
makes me feel pretty lucky.
I think you are.
Look where you've come in the last year,
how much you've grown.
You are definitely moving in the right direction.
I don't know.
Sometimes I feel like...
You have a lot to handle, but you're handling it.
Look to your faith. Your faith will keep you strong.
"Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you;
he will never let the righteous be shaken."
(inhales deeply)
You're gonna do great in life.
There's not a doubt in my mind about that.
(cans clatter)
They transport the documents on undeveloped film.
Spooled up around cotton,
with a prophylactic in the middle:
a condom filled with ammonia.
Now, the courier doesn't know how to defeat the trap.
The only person who does is one officer at the Rezidentura.
But they transport a lot of other things
in the diplomatic pouch, too.
Guns, electronic devices,
circuit boards, other technology.
Things that they've stolen
and that they're sending back home.
The outer pouch is tamper-proof --
all one-time locks and seals.
We've never gotten past them.
But since our last attempt three years ago,
we've been working on a new approach.
Now, Bystrov comes in approximately twice a month.
Always on diplomatic Aeroflot flights to JFK.
The couriers work in pairs,
and one of them always stays with the pouch.
Now, when one of them has to use the bathroom
at the airport, they both go in.
One stays outside the stall,
while the other one takes the pouch inside the stall with him.
That's the weak point.
ELIZABETH: Come on. Where are you taking me?
I don't like surprises, Philip.
It won't be long.
(engine shuts off)
(sighs)
Do you remember when they gave us this?
GENERAL ZHUKOV: This is everything.
Birth certificates,
Social Security cards,
driver's licenses.
Marriage license.
You want to make it official?
(stairs creaking)
So...keep in mind, I didn't have many options.
Gabriel ran this guy for years.
And he's from home.
This is Father Andrei.
You look different. No mustache.
I don't have to worry about anyone seeing us.
You will be married.
As for the State, whoever comes to Moscow first
will have to file the paperwork --
It's okay.
Take them off.
**
I know it's not perfect -- with God and everything --
(chuckles)
(inhales deeply)
**
(creaks, thuds)
(indistinct conversations)
(inhales deeply)
(exhales sharply)
The Lindens want an adjoining room now in Acapulco.
They didn't think their daughter was coming. Now she is.
I have to call the hotel rep tomorrow
about the trip anyway, so...
Okay. (door opens)
(keys clatter)
How was babysitting?
Fine. Where's Henry?
Chris's.
(bag unzips) Listen...
I-I took some pictures...
of his diary.
I was really careful.
I've been thinking about what you said,
and I decided...I do want you to get him that job offer.
I'm not mad at him.
He's been really good to me,
but he hasn't been good for our family.
And since it'll be good for him too...
All right...
Good.
I thought if I photographed his diary,
maybe there'd be something in there
that could help you and your people...
figure out his new job.
There's an entry about how much he enjoyed volunteering
in South America just after college.
He said he felt really connected to the people and the place...
I didn't want to take the film to Fotomat or anything.
(intro to Bauhaus' "Slice Of Life" plays)
* Her gaze hit the side of mine *
* So I opened it out
* To destroy what you thought was difference *
* So I lied to you once again
* So I painted over you once again *
* So I die before you once again *
* "What's the difference?"
**
(vocalizing) * Come clearly where the flavor is *
* Seen here in black and white
* You've got two seconds, baby boy *
* In burning light, white light *
* "What's the difference?"
(vocalizing continues)
* Shivering under lampposts
* Shivering under glass
* You're standing on charisma again *
* God knows it cannot last
* "What's the difference?"
(vocalizing continues)
* Ice inside your body
* Blood inside your soul
* Yet, still, 12 faces stand around *
* Hugging your skinny bones *
* "What's the difference?"
(vocalizing continues)
* So clear up what you are
* Burn out these eyes
* Rip up this place and scream
* "I am your slice of life
* I am your slice of life
* I am your slice of life"
* Life
* And the car opened him up to so much more *
* And the money is brighter with a wider smile *
* And the problem expands inside your head *
* "I am your slice of life
* I am your slice of life
* I am your slice of life"
* Life
**
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