The Americans (2013–2018): Season 1, Episode 9 - Safe House - full transcript

Phillip and Elizabeth shock their children when they announce they are separating. After Amador goes missing, Gaad orders an unauthorized mission to grab a KGB agent in retaliation. Events soon spin out of control and come to a grisly end.

Previously on The Americans:

If we start killing scientists on U.S.
soil...

...who knows where it leads?
At best, the secret war escalates.

At worst...

- He got one of the scientists.
- Goddamn it.

This is our worst failure in 15 years.

I swear to God, they'll pay.
This will not stand.

I've been so stressed lately.

You know I could get anything
that Agent Gaad has?

- What?
- What?

- You just... You startled me.
- Something happen between you and Irina?



Nothing happened. There's only you.

I asked you not to lie to me.

I made a terrible mistake.

Can we please just...

- ...try and start over?
- No, we can't.

- Can I have another piece of
fried chicken? - Of course.

- Me too.
- White or dark meat?

- White.
- Dark.

Thank you.

Thanks. I wish we could have fried chicken
every week.

- Twice a week.
- Every day.

Your dad and I want to talk
to you guys about something.

Oh, my God, you're too old.

- I'm too old for what?
- To have a baby.



Jen's mom is ancient and she's pregnant
and she's light years younger than you.

- You're having a baby?
- No. No. Where did you get that idea?

- You just said...
- No. No.

Dad is going to be staying
somewhere else for a little while.

Are you going on a business trip?

No.

You're separating?

Well, no, we're not... We're not
separating, not exactly, we're...

- It's a little bit more like...
- Hitting the pause button.

For how long?

- I don't know.
- We don't know.

You're kidding, right?

I mean, this is a joke, isn't it?

Why?

Your dad and I have...

- You know, we've been fighting a lot.
- You always fight a lot.

- Too much.
- Then stop.

- We can't.
- We've tried.

When Henry and I fight, you tell us
to stop. If we can, why can't you?

I don't know.

The important thing is...

...other than the fact that
we love you so very much...

...is that Dad and I need some time
to figure things out.

Do you guys not love each other anymore?

It's... It's complicated.

And when you're grown up,
you'll understand.

Bullshit!

- Paige.
- You don't just stop loving someone.

- Are you gonna stop loving us?
- No.

That is... I mean, it's impossible.
That would never happen.

- Never.
- This is so stupid.

This is your fault.
You're always giving Dad a rough time.

- Not Mom's fault.
- Why are you defending her?

I'm not, this is our decision.

We both made this decision.

Henry, please open up, I just want to talk.

I love you so much.

More than you'll ever know.

So I'll see you tomorrow, at the Beemans'?

Are we really gonna go to a party together?

Stan's work friends are gonna be there.
I think we should be too.

I got fresh meat. Fresh meat.

- Paige, do you want a hamburger?
- No.

Rough night?

No one is doing particularly
well right now.

Paige slept in Henry's room.

How is Henry?

Not great.

Where are you staying?

Motel in Peterborough.

That sounds depressing.

It's okay for now.

It's for the best.

Yeah, I know.

I suppose we should mingle.

Game 7 of the Eastern Quarterfinals
here in Philadelphia.

- Hey, how you guys doing?
- We're doing great.

That's a... That's a big plate of meat.

- Yeah.
- Sit. Rest your dogs.

Oh, funny man.

- All right.
- So we're gonna do something.

We're gonna take one of them out,
right here in D.C.

Is this approved?

If anyone should ask, no.

Who's the target?

The acting KGB resident.

Arkady?

That's a big target.

They just killed three of our own.

If we don't hit them hard and fast,
those won't be our last casualties.

How's it going down?

Arkady likes to jog
Monday and Wednesday afternoon.

He's back in his office at 5.

- When?
- Tomorrow.

And this is not an assignment.

Participation is strictly voluntary.

- I'm in.
- Me too.

I'm sorry, if this is extra-judicial...

...I would rather stay away.

Okay.

Hey-

Hey-

What's up with your brother?
He looks like he lost his best friend.

He did.

My parents are taking
a vacation from each other.

My dad moved out last night.

For good?

Who knows?
They say they're hitting the pause button.

Whatever that means.

Okay. All right.

Sorry.

Only one way to stop a bully, Stan.

I can't go in on this, Chris, I can't.

Your shoes squeak, I get it.

Me? My shoes, they don't squeak.

I'm fully lubricated.

Who's...?

Who's the babe?
Not your wife, the other fox.

That's my neighbor.

That's your neighbor?

I'd borrow some sugar if I was you.

You're a putz.

You know, I was sitting by the window the
other night reading. I saw Philip leave.

I mean, I wasn't spying.

No. No, of course not.

Is everything okay with you guys?

We are taking some time apart.

I guess that's not something
you can keep quiet long.

No, why would you want to?

Privacy, I guess.

There's no shame in it.

Do the kids know yet?

We told them last night.

Well, you know, if you need anything,
you don't hesitate to ask me, okay?

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Dad! I want you to come home. We both do.

- I can't.
- Why not?

- I just can't, sweetheart.
- Please?

I'm sorry.

See you soon.

Shoot yourself into me, Clark!

Take me! Oh, God, take me!

I have to go.
There's a situation with the department.

What's going on?

Three agents got killed, and a scientist.

I know. Everyone's upset.

Yeah.

Clark?

I'm in love with you.

I've waited my whole life for you.

And I would do anything for you.

Anything-

All you have to do is ask.

Just please...

...just tell me one thing?

Is this real?

Yes.

Yes.

Well, then stay with me.

Please?

Just this once?

Where's Henry?

How should I know?

Henry!

What should I tell my friends?

Why do you have to tell them anything?

If they ask.

Tell them what you want,
tell them the truth.

Which is what?

That your parents
aren't living together right now.

Henry, get down here right now!
We're gonna be late!

Rise and shine, sleepyhead.

- Hi.
- Hi.

It's been a long time since
I've had a man sleep in my bed.

I think I could get used to this.

But I gotta go to work.

No, what's the rush?

Well, there's a lot going on.

Agent Gaad got a call from the White House
a couple days ago.

Since, he's been in and out
having secret meetings...

...with his old buddies from the CIA.

He thinks that I don't know...

- ...but I'm his secretary, not his
potted plant. - What are they planning?

Well, I think they're
gonna kill a KGB agent.

It's an eye for an eye, Clark.

But you can stay as long as you like.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Can I help you?

I don't know.

I'm with
the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

- Can I ask you a few questions?
- About what?

Why don't we start with who you are.

Who I...? I'm just a guy.

Yeah, you're just a guy
who spent the night with a girl.

Martha.

- Oh, look, my friend. I don't...
- I'm not your friend, friend.

What are you doing here?

Know what?
You got me dead to rights.

Me and Martha been banging each other
into ecstatic oblivion...

...for the past, wow, 10 hours.

Look, why don't we take
this conversation downtown?

Lock up your car.

Okay.

Holy shit.

No.
No.

No.
No.

- What happened?
- He followed me out of Martha's.

I need to go back, move his car.

- I've seen him before.
- Yeah.

At the Beeman party.

He's FBI.

- Does he know you're working Martha?
- I don't know. I suppose.

Or this just could be a...

What? What?

A total screw-up.
He might have been seeing Martha himself.

A jealous suitor?

But I got something from Martha.

The FBI are planning retaliation.
They're gonna kill a KGB agent here in D.C.

- He'll know what they're planning.
- Yeah.

I brought morphine.

- He needs to be in a hospital.
- We'll do what we can.

The wound's deep. We'll have to pack it
or cauterize it once we take the knife out.

You seen Amador?

No, he was supposed to meet me
an hour ago. He never showed.

It's not like him.

You reached Amador. If I'm not working, I'm
out having a ball. Leave it at the beep.

Hey, it's Stan. Where the hell are you?

Call me.

- What'd you do with his car?
- Wiped it for prints.

Parked it around the corner
from his apartment.

All right, now...

...when I pull this,
it's gonna gush like a broken pipe.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Okay, lift him.

Okay. Put him down.

It's all right, it's over.
The hard part's over.

Thank you.

Chris?

Chris?

You reached Amador. If I'm not working, I'm
out having a ball. Leave it at the beep.

Hey, it's Cheryl.
We met at the Crab Shack.

I thought we could get together again.

You have my number, right?

Hello, Amador.
This is Julie.

I'm in town for a few days and
wanted to see if we could catch up.

Call me, cutie.

Chris, Aunt Lyla is coming
for dinner tomorrow night.

I told her you're busy,
but you know what she's like.

You and Papa can watch
the game on TV, okay?

So you'll come?

Good?

Come.

Hey, it's Stan. Where the hell are you?

Just no way Amador would check out
like this without touching base.

He didn't answer his phone, or show up this
morning. He hasn't been home all morning.

Car was around the corner from
his apartment. Had Forensics check.

- And?
- No prints.

None.
What, he wiped his own prints off his car?

- We don't know that the KGB has him.
- I know it.

Look, I've got every available agent
out looking for him.

If he spent the night out,
woke up in the wrong room...

- I'm telling you, that's not what's happening.
- Or if the KGB does have him, we'll find him.

Let's not jump to conclusions.
Let's just do our job.

Have to get back.
Kids'll be home from school.

Yeah, go. I'll give him some more morphine
when he wakes.

- There's nothing else we can do now.
- Okay.

- A Counter Intelligence artiste?
- Yeah, I'm like Picasso.

Only with a gun and not a brush.

My work is my life and my life is my art.

I have no wife, no kids,
no pets, no hobbies.

No distractions.

Except for pussy.

I got no attachments.

I'm as unencumbered
as bedbugs in a flophouse.

And I like it. It works for me.

Yeah, I am a lone wolf.

That's good, Stan.

Anybody home?

I could use some help.

Hey, I got mac and cheese
and those pretzels that you love.

The ones that are as hard as rock candy.

And I bought a wok.

What for?

To make Chinese food.

- You've never made Chinese food.
- First time for everything.

Is that what this is about?

You and Dad split
and you start cooking Chinese food?

So we'll have spaghetti
and meat sauce then.

I don't care what we eat.

And I don't want to pretend that your life
is a do-over because mine isn't.

So that's what you don't want.
What do you want?

I want things to be the way they were.

I know.

Paige, I know things are hard right now.

But it's for the best.

For who?

- Hello?
- Hello, Mrs. Jennings?

- This is Mrs. Costa, Henry's teacher.
- Mrs. Costa, no...

- Is this a bad time?
- No, this is not a bad time.

Henry, you okay?

Yeah.

Tired?

I just got a call from Mrs. Costa.

You have something you want to tell me?

No.

Henry, I know this...

...is a terrible thing
to do to you right now.

My parents wouldn't have even
considered it.

It would have been unthinkable.

But times have changed
and your dad and I...

Mrs. Costa said
you didn't do your Social Studies project.

I did.

Are you saying she's not telling the truth?

Show it to me please.

Is this it?

Yeah.

But you only wrote one sentence.

I didn't have anything else to say.

The KGB wants to know
what your next move is.

They don't think you're just going
to sit back after losing your scientist...

...and three of your agents.

Has something happened?

Who put the finger on Amador?

- Who?
- My partner.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Don't lie to me, Nina.

- Don't lie to me. Don't lie to me.
- You're hurting me. I don't know, I swear.

I don't know. I swear, I don't know.

You find out who took Amador.
You find out where he is.

Now.

Water.

More?

Cold.

What do you want?

Information.

Who are the FBI planning to take out?

I don't know.

I think you do.

Several of my friends from the CIA
will be working with us on this.

This is Miss Kendall.

Arkady will be leaving the Rezidentura
in one hour.

In approximately one hour and 14 minutes...

...Arkady will be running his usual path
through Danbury Park.

Agent Samuels will be sitting on a bench...

...30 meters up the path
from your post at the interception point.

If he raises his newspaper, that will be
your signal that the target is in the field.

But if Agent Samuels drops his paper
at any point, we will abort the mission.

Because of the high value of the target...

...any decision to take action
will be verified by us through the signal.

Any questions?

Stan.

I'm glad you're with us.

Any word on Amador?

We're still working on it.

If we'd hit the KGB earlier,
they wouldn't have him.

Maybe. Who knows?

Listen, if we kill Arkady,
we're signing Amador's death certificate.

We have to take him alive.

There's something else
we have to consider.

Amador knows the name of your mole
in the Rezidentura.

If the KGB has him,
and he talks, she's finished.

Henry's teacher called.

Why?

He was staring out the window all day.

He wasn't participating,
not talking in class.

How's Paige?

She hates my guts and
isn't shy about letting it be known.

I'm sorry.

How's Amador?

He's weak, but he's awake.
Says he doesn't know anything.

- He's lying.
- I know.

They're gonna be looking all over.
We have to get out of here.

No, he's too weak to move.

We can't wait for him to come around.
We need information and we need it now.

It's my turn to try.

We've met before.

I don't think so. I would've remembered.

In a bar.

We both had too much to drink
and we screwed our brains out.

You couldn't get enough of me.

And you?

I came and went.

I don't know anything about a hit.

If I did, I'd tell you, baby.

Scout's honor.

We both know that's not true.

You're going to lose this war.

You know that, right?

You can torture me...

...and you can kill me...

...but we're going to kick
your motherland's marbled ass.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

He's en route.

- Okay, we're good to go.
- Stand by.

Where's Arkady?

Abort.

Abort.

- Grab him.
- Our orders are to stand down.

The hell with that. Grab him now.

Keep your mouth shut. Move, move.

Goddamn it, Beeman.
What the hell did you think you were doing?

They got my partner.
What would you have done?

Go on. We'll get into this later.

Uncuff him.

And his mouth.

Do you hunt?

I don't understand.

Do you hunt?

You know, shoot.

Kill things.

- Animals.
- No.

When you shoot a bird,
a duck or a pheasant, say...

...your dog, your retriever,
picks it up in its mouth, its soft mouth.

A soft mouth is key otherwise the dog
sinks its teeth into the bird's flesh.

Anyway, your dog brings it to you
and lays it at your feet.

But sometimes when you shoot the bird,
it's not dead, just wounded.

Strange thing is,
whether the bird is dead or just wounded...

...once the dog gets it in its mouth...

...bird goes limp, like
a rag, doesn't move.

It acts like it's dead.

It doesn't struggle or scream.

It just goes limp.

Don't you think that's strange?

You know what I think it is?

Feat

The bird's scared out of its goddamn mind.

I mean, who wouldn't be? I know I would.

But then again, maybe the bird is faking,
you know what I'm saying?

Maybe it wants you...

I'm talking about the bird now.

...to think it's dead.

So when the dog drops it out of its soft
mouth at its master's feet, it can take off.

It works. Sometimes.

You wouldn't think it does, but it does.

Not a lot.

Once in a blue moon.

Please.

Please.

I swear.

I'm not KGB.

I don't know anything.

Please.

I swear.

You're scared, I know.

I would be too.

Because I've got you in my soft mouth.

And you're not dead. Not yet.

Maybe you think you can run
when I drop you at my master's feet.

Maybe you can, maybe you will.

But the thing is you have my partner.

If you don't tell me where he is, you will
never get dropped at my master's feet.

My bite will go hard.

And you will know you are dead
before your heart stops beating.

Please. Please.

I swear, I'm a diplomat.

I don't know.

Please.

Please.

- I need morphine.
- You will get morphine...

...when you tell me what I need to know.

What time is it?

It's after 5.

Arkady.

What?

Arkady.

- The Rezident is the target.
- Too late.

He's already dead.

Soviet Embassy. May I help you?

I need to talk to the
head of Cultural Affairs.

What is this in reference to?

I have information about Vladimir Kosygin.

One minute please.

Hello?

To whom am I speaking?

I have him. Your man. Vlad.

He's nobody.

He has nothing for you.

That's probably true.

So then let him go.

It doesn't work like that.

Tell me, how does it work?

Amador.

Release him.

This man, I do not know.

Listen to me.

Listen very carefully.

I'm listening.

If anything happens to Amador,
Vlad is dead.

I will personally send you his balls...

...to wear around your neck
at your next May Day parade.

Hello?

- Hello?
- Arkady?

Yes.

- Arkady is alive and well.
- How do you know?

I called the Rezidentura,
spoke to him.

- So we need to contact Grannie.
- I did.

She said there was a different target.
Vladimir Kosygin. A first tour officer.

Went out for a run, never came back.

What I don't understand is, why?

Why would Amador lie
about Arkady being the target?

He fingers the head of Directorate S
to protect a first tour officer?

- It doesn't make sense.
- He's playing us.

He's hiding something else.

What are you going to do?

Whatever it takes to get him to talk.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

I didn't want this to happen,
but it happened.

Things just got a little crazy, you know?

Yeah.

I wouldn't let a dog suffer like this.
Would you?

No.

After he talks...

...give him the morphine.

Just let him drift off.

All right, Chris, no more time.

We need to know what you're holding back
and we need to know...

Goddamn it.

- Thirty-two, 13. If I'm still
on the board... - Copy, 32-13.

- Is that confirmed?
- Confirmed.

- ...400 Ida Street, southwest.
- 400 block of Ida, southwest.

Suspect...

I'm gonna pull every agent.

This will be the top priority.

It's family.

How did he die?

Slowly.

He was stabbed.

He was dead before they dumped him here.

What's strange is that whoever did it...

...then took the trouble
to try and save him.

It's probably too late to exfiltrate
your girl in the Rezidentura.

Amador didn't give her up.

Everybody talks, it's biology.

He didn't give her up.

You'd risk her life on that?

And mine.

Vietnam turned you into a skirt chaser?

I was straight as an
arrow when I signed up.

I was an altar boy till I was 17.

- Really.
- Yeah.

But 'Nam changed things,
there was crazy shit over there.

You never knew
when your number was gonna be called.

I learned two things. One:

Time flies. One way or the other.

You snatch it or it's gonna snatch you.

There's no pause button.

And two:

There are worse things than dying.

- Like?
- Shame.

Shame is not an option for me.

I don't understand how that has anything
to do with you chasing pussy.

Pussy is a thing and
it's not a thing, Stan.

It's real and it's not.

It's a metaphor.

For what?

The whole enchilada.

Number seven.

Thank you.

What are you going to do?

Eat.

Enjoy.

So you're KGB, right?

Come on, we both know it's true.
I just want to hear it.

Yes.

But I don't know anything.

I believe you.

That's good, huh?

Nothing beats American fast food.

Probably filled with all kinds of
nasty shit that'll kill you...

...but, man, it sure tastes good.

You want something to drink?

Yes, please.

I think I have a cola here.