03x02 - Baggage

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Previously on The Americans...

Last year, The Centre started a program to develop officers they're calling second-generation illegals.

The Centre-- they want Paige to be next.

It would destroy her.

To be like us?

That's everyone working on Afghanistan.

Excuse me. Ma'am? We're with the FBI--

[ Both grunting ]

I had a list of names in my pocket.

We'll get in.

Swedish intelligence needs you.

[ Gasping ]

Philip: This is a terrible thing.

But I can help you.

I can make this go away.

Brooks: We got intelligence from the CIA this morning.

They convicted Nina Krilova.

Espionage and treason.

[ Lock disengages ]

[ Cell door creaks ]

[ Electricity humming ]

[ Urinating ]

[ Urinating stops ]

Let's go.

I have to make a phone call to help get things taken care of.

[ Glass clinks ]

Yousaf, as long as you let me do what I do, it's gonna be okay.

[ Cap pops ]

Okay?

I'll be back in 10 minutes.

[ Sighs ]

[ Keys jingling ]

Up late.

Algebra.

[ Keys jingle ]

Where's dad?

Had to go back to the office.

Uh, can you drop us off in Clarendon tomorrow night?

We want to hand out the first 1,500 fliers.

Um... yeah, sure.

Oh!

You okay?

Yeah.

[ Telephone rings ]

Hello?

Hey, honey. Is, uh, is mom there?

Yeah. Hold on a sec.

It's dad.

Hi.

More... work here than I anticipated.

Um... I have a lot of files to move.

I'm-- I'm really sorry. I could use some help.

No problem. I'll be right there.

Henry's asleep, right?

Yep.

Hey, mom.

Yeah?

Have you ever called dad at the office at night and he didn't answer?

What do you mean?

I don't know-- my friend Nancy was just telling me how her dad kept saying he was working late nights, but then one night, her mom went down to the office, and he wasn't there.

Where was he?

With his secretary.

Just... not at the office.

Mm.

Yeah, I guess I don't think about that too much.

I mean, you've seen Barb.

Paige, don't worry.

Your father is not having an affair.

He's gone a lot at night.

How do you know?

I just know.

[ Smooches ]

You guys look out for each other-- you and dad.

Yeah, of course.

More than us.

Paige, that-- No, that's-- No, it's okay. I'm-- I'm glad that you guys are...

It's a good thing.

I'll be home soon.

You don't want to attract attention by being silent.

If people are talking about the wife of a Pentagon official gone missing, don't pretend you haven't heard about it.

But by Monday, this should be quiet.

[ Sighs ]

Who are you?

My people are dying in Afghanistan.

Nice and easy.

[ Backup signal beeping ]

[ Drill whirring ]

[ Air hissing ]

[ Labored breathing ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Laughs ]

Welcome to the United States of America, ma'am.

[ Bones snap ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Bones snap ]

[ Sighs ]

Here you go.

Yeah.

[ Bones snap ]

[ Grunts ]

Hold it down there.

[ Bones snap ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Metal door slides ]

[ Clank ]

[ Footsteps approach ]

[ Lock disengages ]

[ Lock engages ]

[ Footsteps depart ]

[ Metal door slides ]

[ Clank ]

[ Shakily ] Um...

English?

[ Breathes deeply ]

I'm Evi.

From Belgium.

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Breathing shakily ]

[ Crying, gasping ]

[ Crying, gasping continue ]

[ Grunts ]

I really shouldn't hang around here any longer.

You think you can be there tomorrow by 3:00?

There's an indoor pool at the back of the building.

Good.

[ Door opens ]

[ Sighs deeply ]

It was supposed to be a room with no adjoining rooms.

I made the reservation myself.

Well, please call me when it's ready.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry-- it's gonna be another hour or two before the hotel's ready.

They're trying to rush it.

[ Russian accent ] I understand.

What is this... um... institute you work at?

[ Muffled ] This is so good.

Oh.

I'm glad you like it.

It's the institute in Moscow, responsible for reporting to Soviet leadership on all aspects regarding geopolitical significance regarding United States and Canada.

Can I get you anything else?

No. Not now.

You okay?

I'm just tired.

It's so strange... to be finally here...

That it's all over.

It's not... really over.

No.

Mom.

Mom.

You okay?

I was just thinking about this blue dress that my mother used to have.

[ Reporters shouting questions ]

Excuse me. Why did you defect?

Um...

My-- my conscience would not let me continue to do my job, which included to support Soviet government while its army was creating so much suffering for the innocent people of Afghanistan.

Children and women are dying every day because Soviet leadership believes that they can decide for the future of another country.

[ Reporters shouting questions ]

Do you think Brezhnev's death could have an impact on the Soviet w*r in Afghanistan?

I cannot tell the future.

However, the entire Politburo is behind this terrible w*r.

[ Reporters shouting questions ]

[ Door creaks ]

I saw it on the news.

A "missing person," they call it here.

She was... really something.

I mean, she could be a little... out of her head almost, but she w-was really something.

I thought she was such a silly little creature when I met her.

But she had a degree in art history.

She spoke French.

I could talk to her.

I don't know what happened. I just--

[ Sighs ]

It was unfair, the position you were put in.

This job...

How long are you here?

I'm not sure yet.

Do you have meetings?

I need names-- people working in the CIA's Afghan group.

I know some of them, but just their first names.

Do you think you could arrange a meeting?

Yes, but I've only met them before at CIA headquarters.

Tell them you need to meet them in private and that you have something you have to tell them.

Do you need ideas?

I have something.

[ Indistinct shouting, siren wailing in distance ]

[ Footsteps approach ]

[ Russian accent ] You didn't expect this, did you, that you'll have to pay the price, too?

On your knees.

It ruins your life, too, Oleg.

I have immunity.

They'll get you for it.

Yeah?

Did they get you?

After you k*lled Vlad Kosygin?

She told me what you did.

[ Inhales sharply ]

And you had her sent to a labor camp.

I don't know if you'll believe me, but I did love her.

Oh!

Shut up.

If there's anything I can do for her...

You'll what?

Stan Beeman from the American FBI is going to rescue a Soviet traitor from a Soviet prison?

I don't know how your g*dd*mn system works.

Maybe there's something.

Oh, you don't know anything.

[ Inhales sharply ]

[ g*n cocks ]

On your knees.

Screw you, Oleg.

You want to sh**t me... sh**t me in the back.

[ Breathes shakily ]

[ Car door opens ]

[ Toothbrush scraping ]

[ Groans ]

[ Toothbrush scrapes lightly ]

[ Spits ]

Who knows how much security they'll bring?

If any.

I mean, maybe this doesn't ring any bells for them.

Or they're covering everybody in the Afghan group because they almost lost a list of them.

I'd feel a lot better with a little bit of a team.

Hans isn't ready yet.

How long?

Couple months, maybe.

Well, maybe you could push things along a little faster.

You know, we wouldn't be in this situation if I'd been handling Yousaf from the start.

Please don't blame what he did to Annelise on me because you know things like this happen.

That's not what I was saying.

It is unpredictable, and that is exactly why I do not want Paige ever entering into this.

Philip-- I don't want her putting people into a suitcase, and I don't want her ending up in a suitcase.

Don't you dare. I would never put her in this position.

What do you think will happen?

What do you think will happen?

You think she'll work some cushy job for the CIA, the NSA for 20 years, nothing else?

Why not? That's what they need.

Until something changes.

It always chan-- It always changes.

What do you want, Philip-- a guarantee that life's gonna be easy?

For my daughter?

Yeah.

[ Sighs ]

[ Ringing ]

Hi. This is Arthur. If you have a message for me, Sandra, or Matthew, please leave your name, number, and time of your call after the beep.

[ Beep ]

Hi.

Uh... It's Stan... Beeman.

I'm calling for Matthew Beeman.

It's dad.

I'm calling to, uh... say hi and good night.

So... Uh... You can call me back if you get a chance or... if you get in... tonight.

It's, uh, 9:27.

Hi, Sandra, also.

And Arthur, I guess.

Okay. Bye.

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

[ Sighs ]

Hey, Stan.

I need to see Sandra.

Of course.

I thought he was gonna pull the trigger. I really did.

And when he didn't...

I-I'm glad you're okay.

But I'm not the one you should be coming to.

No. I know.

I-I'm not asking you for anything, Sandra.

I'm not fishing.

[ Sighs ]

Then what?

You know, at EST, they said that almost getting k*lled is one of those things that makes you feel really alive.

I don't know about that.

I know that I shouldn't be coming to you about this-- or about... anything, I guess.

The truth is...

[ Voice breaking ] you are the only person I want to tell.

[ Exhales deeply ]

Why?

I don't know.

[ Gulps ]

I'm not coming back because you almost got sh*t.

I know.

But I'm gla-- I'm glad you're here and-- and that you're...

[ Voice breaking ] home and safe.

I am.

[ Exhales sharply ]

That's all. I'm...

That's all there is.

[ Both exhale sharply ]

[ Woman speaking Russian]

[ Knock on door ]

[ Recorder clicks ]

[ Cassette clatters ]

I was, um, I was thinking.

You-- you could see her-- your mother.

It is one of the things we're good at-- getting people across borders.

And they owe you that.

We can't go back.

[ Door opens ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Indistinct conversations, telephones ringing ]

Sir. You wanted to see me?

Before you say anything, it was dark.

We both saw her for about half a second before she bashed our faces in.

Yeah, hard to make an exact match with any of our previous ones.

They are good with the disguises.

Mm.

You're lucky to be alive, sir.

[ Sighs ]

Anything on the document Aderholt got in the fight?

CIA says they're people who work on Afghanistan.

That's all they'll tell us.

Well, that's helpful.

Yeah.

Oh, Beeman?

Don't let--

[ Sighs ]

...what's-her-name get k*lled.

She said you went to see her.

She's very beautiful, your mother.

She aged well?

Yes. She did.

Mm.

She was always very serious.

Well, that generation.

My generation.

Everybody lost everything in the w*r.

I know.

Maybe she's a little happier now because her daughter is alive and she's grateful she's making a difference in the world.

You know, you and Philip seem different than you were when I was here before.

We are.

Well, we were.

[ Inhales sharply ]

Things are hard with Paige.

Tell me.

The other day, she said she thought Philip was having an affair.

Well, it's all the late nights.

Mm.

But she trusts you?

I don't know.

She's a teenager... in this country.

Mm.

[ Wheels rolling ]

Hello?

E-excuse me. Can I ask one--

[ Wheels rolling ]

[ Breathes deeply ]

I... I don't know how long I will be here.

I did not do anything.

I'm innocent, but I, uh...

I do not know if the embassy knows that I'm here, so...

This isn't a prison for innocent people.

[ Knocks on door ]

[ Lock disengages ]

So, you'll be here. I'll be here.

Yousaf will be waiting.

We don't know if they're gonna come together or in separate cars.

Hopefully separate.

Yeah.

I get faces and as many license plates as I can.

Okay.

You're in a better position than I am to get out, so if there is trouble, I'll stay in my room and meet you back home in a few hours.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Paige: Here. This one's a little less depressing.

Or... depressing in a different way.

"The government is cutting back on student aid to most colleges and wants corporations to make up the difference."

Great. I'll probably end up at Pepsi Georgetown University.

[ Chuckles ]

I'm going to Coca-Cola College.

Since when do you read the newspaper?

I... read the newspaper.

Anything?

Checking.

Okay.

[ Gearshift clicks ]

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

I'm on them.

No. Wait. Wait. Wait!

God damn it.

[ Engine turns over ]

[ Engine shuts off ]

What are you doing?

Did you see anybody?

Gray Toronado, blue Ford.

Blue Ford. Yeah. Great. Damn it.

What happened to breaking off if things didn't look right?

They're probably just the other guys that Yousaf's meeting with.

They didn't look like they were watching that carefully, and they weren't running a route to the bar.

So, you're saying the CIA officers that we're in the middle of aren't necessarily looking for us.

I lost that list of names once. I am not blowing this chance.

And what are you gonna do-- go in there?

It's a bar full of people.

Yeah, we'll go in and have a drink.

We'll leave the cars here. They'll never see them again.

As far as they're concerned, this is their meeting on their turf.

Even Yousaf didn't know where they were going.

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

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[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Sporting event plays on TV ]

Hi. Welcome to Coopers.

I'm Jenny. What can I get you?

What beers you have?

Bud, Bud light, Coors, Coors light, Miller, Miller light, Natty light, Michelob light, Sierra Nevada, PBR, Rolling Rock, Stevens Point, Yuengling, Lord Chesterfield, Genesee Cream, Schaefer, New Albion, Heineken, and Guinness.

Two Millers, please. Thank you.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

[ Sporting event continues ]

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

It's already out. [ Chuckles ]

Every cent of your money goes to the most religious Mujahideen.

If you want to support the more moderate factions, you have to find another way.

That way is me.

Mnh!

I think you need to see a dentist.

They're looking for somebody my size who got her face slammed against a hood of a car.

If they're thorough, they'll be checking dentists for the next month.

[ Patrons cheer ]

Man: Oh, what a sh*t!

[ Scattered applause ]

We should do this more often.

Female reporter: President Reagan went to the Soviet embassy in Washington today to offer condolences on the death of Leonid Brezhnev.

It was the first time the President had visited that embassy.

Male reporter: The President was greeted by veteran Soviet Ambassador Dobrynin.

Mr. Reagan signed the book of condolences, saying, "My condolences to the family of President Brezhnev and the people of the Soviet Union."

[ Both chuckle ]

[ Metal clinking ]

[ Whirring ]

So, you've got Meet The Press on Sunday morning, 9:00 AM and Newsweek tomorrow afternoon.

You know Newsweek?

Of course. Circulation, 3 million.

At my institute, we study all major American newspapers, magazines.

Pravda has circulation 11 million, but it's a daily newspaper.

Mm.

I was thinking-- if we don't have any more appointments today, is it possible that we can see some of the sights here, like Lincoln Memorial or Washington Monument?

I'm sorry. There are too many people in those places.

We can't provide the kind of security that we need to.

[ Button clicks ]

So, you think all this security is necessary?

Y-you think KGB will try to k*ll me here, in America?

We don't know what they might do, Ms. Preobrazhen--

You can call me Zinaida.

Okay.

Zinaida.

[ Keys jingle ]

[ Lock disengages ]

[ Lock disengages ]

[ Sighs ]

[ In Russian ] No.

Uh, did Barb give you the October receipts?

Yeah.

Thanks.

This stuff with Paige...

It's not going to just go away.

I know.

When they came to me...

I had a week to decide.

I went home.

I wasn't allowed to tell anybody.

I was 16.

I took my mother out to the Lopatinsky Gardens.

I was gonna break the rules, but I was gonna use tradecraft.

I told her everything. I... I didn't know what to do.

She didn't blink.

She told me to go and serve my country.

When I was called, my mother didn't hesitate.