The Americans (2013–2018): Season 5, Episode 8 - Immersion - full transcript

Previously on "The Americans"...

I'm going home.

What?

It adds up.

You don't need me anymore.
You have each other.

Paige, what are you doing
in there?

No!

I couldn't sleep.

How long's it gonna be
before she slips, Philip?

I don't know.

But she's over there
all the time.



So I just can't
ever have a boyfriend?

Just not Matthew.

I can't be
your girlfriend anymore.

Gabriel leaves tonight.

I doubt we'll ever
see each other again.

You were right about Paige.

She should be
kept out of all this.

- How's Paige?
- She's okay.

Spent most of the evening
staring across the street,

but hasn't said anything else
about Matthew.

You really think it's over?

She could wake up
and want it all back tomorrow.

But I think it'll stick.

How did it go with Gabriel?



I don't know.

I asked him about Renee.

What did he say?

He thinks I'm losing it.

I can't believe we're never
going to see him again.

I'm glad.

Come on...

I am.

All those years by our side...

I just think
he was doing his job.

He can do his job
and still care about us.

Yeah, he could.

I just think when it
comes down to things, us, or...

I don't know...

He's the one
who wanted us to go home.

He's a good person.

I think he got tired of this.

He did it a long time.

He's worried about Paige.

He told me...

that she shouldn't do it.
This.

He told you?

Yeah.

It just... came up.

Hmm.

Wouldn't it be a nice world
if nobody had to do this.

Mnh, mnh!
Go left! Go left!

Back off back off back off!
Shit.

Sorry.

Bye bye, Rich.

- Oh, my God.
- You're up.

This isn't gonna go well
for you, Henry.

Yeah. Okay.

I think he likes the girl.

Look at the map.

- That's you.
- I know. I know.

Provisions.

Thank you.

Hey.
Thanks, Mom.

Thanks, Ms. Jennings.

You're welcome.

Come on. Dude.

Dude, do you even know
what you're doing in this place?

He tell you anything?

- I was sworn to secrecy.
- Oh.

Got it.

- Come on!
- Yes! Come on! Come on!

You're in the wrong lane still!
Stop!

- What are you doing?!
- Stop pushing against me.

So... how's Paige?

She seems okay.

We don't get a lot
of information.

Everything seemed to be
going so well with them.

Yeah. Do you have
any idea what happened?

No.

I mean... he seemed
kind of moody,

but that's not
so unusual for him.

Mm.

I thought they had
a fight or something,

but I guess it's more
serious than that.

Maybe they'll be friends again.

In a little while.

- Maybe.
- Yep.

How's it going with Renee?

Oh.

She wants to take me skydiving.

Do you want to go?

Well, I'm trying not to die

before Matthew graduates
from college.

Just give me, like,
five more minutes.

Yeah.

Mmm!

You want another?
No. Don't tempt me.

I'll gain weight and get fired.

Oh!

If everybody need to look skinny
like you for job,

nobody have job.

Ah, ah, ah!

How's Pasha?

Ah. Some days better,
some days worse...

All I know...
Thank you God for Tuan.

Tuan, it's only way
to make Pasha laugh.

I hear them laughing at
our house all the time too.

Ah.

How are things with Alexei?

Uh, better since job.

Have own work.

Time apart is a must.

How do you like teaching?

I like teach most time.

But it... it's hard,
but good.

Oh. This weekend be fun.
Mm.

Uh, all student
bring one Russian dish.

We go to student house.
Uh... Immersion class.

Speak only Russian
all time we're there.

They can already speak?
No, no.

They Russian
worse as my English,

but they try.

Now they say "Thank you"

and "Can go to bathroom."
Mm-hmm.

Those are very important things
to know how to say.

Ah. Some get, um, upset
when don't say word right.

Some more easy.

And one guy,
all he do just sit there.

Another think that he's boss,
but he not boss.

And another is, um, uh...

big sex guy.

Not say it right?
No.

Like, um...
like he's a lady's man?

Yes, yes.
Yes.

Women like him.
Yes.

No, Mom.

It's good to see you.

You too.

I was read in on everything.

You've been doing beautifully.

We've had our moments.

Can you make it a little longer
with Stobert and Kemp...

until the Centre is sure that
the wheat samples you got them

are what they were looking for?

Sure.

Good.

I'll get you an answer
as soon as possible.

Evgheniya Morozov is teaching
an immersion class

at one of her students' houses
in a few days.

The whole class will be there?

Is your team up to this?

It's still too small.

I mean, we've met
a couple of people

over the past few months,
but nobody right.

Her students
feel very safe at home.

We'll be all right.

We'll get
every single one of them.

Okay, thanks.

Are you in a hurry?

Well, that's all we have.

Let's do this a little
differently from now on.

How would you like to do it?

You tell us what
to do, and we'll do it.

Isn't that how this works?

I think what Philip is saying is
we know what we're doing.

We know what to think.

You don't want anybody
inside your heads.

Fair enough.

Not my strong suit anyway.

Back when Gabriel
was shooting people at home...

what do you think she was doing?

I'm going to cancel my trip
to see Stobert.

There's nothing to do there

until we hear back
from the Centre

about the sample.

That may take a while.

You sure that's smart?

He's a very laid back guy.

I'll cancel with Deirdre.

No, that's not what I was...

No, I know.

But you don't have to.

I know.

I'll tell her it's work.

She understands "work."

There was a man back there.

He was one of ours.

We have people watching

to make sure
you haven't been followed.

You're safe.

Try not to look
over your shoulder.

You don't want to draw
attention.

Was I doing that?
I was just checking...

You just shouldn't look worried.

But I am.

I know.

And my son
has a big imagination.

Hmm.

One day he wants to be captain.

The next day a fireman.

Next day police.

A doctor.

I want him to be what he wants.

He can be
whatever he wants here.

With the money we give you,
you can save for his education.

We'll give you
five hundred dollars a month.

We'll put two fifty of that

into a college trust fund
for your son.

And, if things go well,
we'll give you more.

And I can save half for college,

half for house.

Well, saving for a house
will take a very long time.

But I won't use that money

for nothing
other than those things.

Just son and house.

So, how are things
going at work?

Fine. Usual.

You get along
with your coworkers?

Most of them.

You know, I don't say so much

because everyone is gossip.

There is very little room.

And everyone's desks so close,

so everyone hear everything,
see everything...

everyone smell everything.

Hmm.

But we get along.
Yes.

We like each other.

Except of Yuri, the GRU officer.

Nobody like him.

Yuri?

Yuri Tkachuk.

He thinks he's a big man
and he knows everything

but he know nothing.

Mm. So it's not that different
from the FBI, then?

Do you have a Yuri too?

Every office has a Yuri.

Where did you tell
your coworkers

you were going today?

Mm. Just lunch.

Do they ever ask you
where you went for lunch?

Uh, I guess. Sometimes.

I mean...
nobody cares though.

Everybody go out to lunch
sometimes.

You need to be able to tell them

where you ate, what you ate,
who you ate with,

and why you picked that place
to eat.

But... nobody ask me
all of that.

You have to be prepared
if they do ask.

You don't want to
appear nervous.

Okay.

Where do you usually eat?

I like pizza.
At Armand's.

On Wisconsin?
Yeah.

Do any of them go there?

No.
It's only my place.

But they know that I go there.

So tell them you went
for lunch at Armand's.

But only if they ask,
don't offer it up.

Okay.

Um...

I have a favor to ask.

Please.

But I don't know
if this is something

you can help me.

We can't tell you
unless you ask.

Okay.

Uh...

My teeth... problems.

You know, the dentist
is too expensive here.

So maybe can you help me
with dentist?

Yes.

We'll take care of that for you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I will do a good job for you.

Yeah.

Can you repeat
what you'll tell anyone

who asks where you were?

I went to lunch.

I got my pizza.

At Armand's.

Armand's pizza.

Good.

Good.

Okay.

Bye.
Bye.

Hello?
Hi.

Brenda.

I was just thinking about you.

Sure you were.

I was. I was.

I'm... I'm always
thinking of you.

Well...
that's good, I guess.

Um...

Listen, I-I can't come
to town next week.

Oh.

Oh, man. I was really
looking forward to seeing you.

Okay.
Yeah.

I, uh...
I won't be able to get back

for another two or three weeks.

Is everything okay?

Uh...
Did I do something wrong?

No. No. No.
It's nothing like that.

I'm just busy
with some bullshit at work.

Your work's not bullshit.

It is, kind of.
Compared to what you do.

Saving millions of lives.

Not yet.

Yeah, but, I mean,
at least you're trying.

Not everyone can do that.

Not everyone wants to.

So... I'm not going to be able
to make it next week.

That's fine.

But I'll, uh...
I'll be there soon.

Hello?

I'm here.

It's...
I mean, it's just work.

I'm swamped right now
and I... uh...

No. I'm not mad.

Listen...

you're a really sweet guy.

But...

But...?

I've been really trying

but I just don't see this
going much further.

We're...
We're just getting started.

I mean, we...
We... we haven't even...

No. I know.

It's been nice.

I've been having
a really nice time,

but...
we're not compatible.

L-Listen, this...
This...

Look, can we... can we
talk about this in person?

Like, when I'm in town next?

Because I-I-I think
we can make this work.

I won't change my mind.

You're not right for me
and I know it.

Why?

Like I said.

You're nice.
You're really nice.

But I need someone more...

I don't know...

assertive.

You really are great.

Do it again. Yeah.

When am I going to be able
to take care of myself?

You're getting there.
You're getting there.

But how long before...

If someone...

If someone was
to go after me again like...

like in the parking lot...

It's just going to take time.

But we'll keep practicing.

And you're doing really well.

You are.

I'm sick of being scared.

I know.

I know how hard it is.

I was scared like that.
For a long time.

When I was eighteen...

a man...

I was raped.

And I-I couldn't stop
thinking about it.

I didn't tell anyone
for a very long time.

Mom?
No, no, no, Paige.

No. Listen to me.

The thing is

I trained as hard as I could
every day.

I imagined that man's face
every time I fought,

and the more I fought
the better I felt,

until one day I knew

no one was gonna
hurt me like that again.

And I'm okay.

I'm not afraid anymore.

And you're not
going to be either.

Okay?

Da.

Hmm.

Tak...

Hmm.

What are you doing?

Tai Chi.

Stobert showed me.

It's relaxing.

Looks like slow Kung fu.

Deirdre broke up with me.

Did you handle it wrong?

I wasn't aggressive enough.

It probably
doesn't matter this time,

but, you know...
next time...

you might have to hurt
someone's feelings again.

Isn't that what the problem is?

Neither of us wanted
to do it this time.

But we had to.
And once you're doing it...

I didn't tank it,
I tried my best.

It doesn't always work.

I guess I'm talking
more about EST and everything.

I mean, isn't that
what they're teaching you,

that people's feelings

are more important
than anything else?

Isn't that what it is?

No. I don't think so.

Nobody's ever said that.

I think it's more...
there's a part of me...

that I have never thought about.

And then a forty-five-year-old,
single logistics manager

kicks you out of bed.

We're not all as attractive
as you, Elizabeth.

But you are.

You can get her back
if you need to.

I was training with Paige
again...

she's still scared.
Yeah.

It's going to take her a while.

I told her I was raped.

I just wanted her to know

that she won't always be afraid.

That's good.

Well, that's not
one of her students' houses.

Anything?

I can't get it.

Over there.

I can get it from there.

It's a fifteen-minute walk

from her office
to Armand's on Wisconsin.

Straight shot
it's fifteen minutes there,

fifteen minutes back.

If she takes a detour...

Through Melvin Hazen Park.

It's wide open.

You don't like the park,
or Armand's deep-dish pizza?

Okay.

She lives here.

Drops her son off at school

and walks from Massachusetts,

past the National Cathedral...

she crosses through
a pocket park on her way.

She was pretty nervous.

I noticed.

Let's get her off the street.

Affair.

You think
he's one of her students?

I hope so.

The man you photographed
Evgheniya with

is an SIS-1 officer,
Bruce Tabenor.

Most likely going to be

Deputy Chief
of the CIA's Moscow station.

Hmm.

He's married, two kids.

The Centre will probably
want her back in Moscow with him

so they can use the affair
against him.

Well, her son isn't doing well.

And she's still furious
at Alexei

for dragging them here...
we'll talk to Tuan.

We're close to the family now.
So...

So where have you been?

I went home for a while,

spent time with my daughter
and grandchildren.

Hmm.

I hadn't seen them in years.

The grandchildren
didn't remember me.

I don't know what I expected.

How are you?

You've had a lot
going on lately.

Things have...
settled down.

And Paige?

I'm not asking for the Centre.

I'm just... asking.

Are you getting along?

We are.

Good.

Paige is figuring things out.

What do you want for her?

I... want her
to believe in something.

I want her to care about things
that matter.

Her mother's daughter.

I guess.

Is that what Philip wants too?

We don't talk about it much.

You don't agree?

We'll never see
eye to eye on it.

How are you and Philip,
otherwise?

Things have been good.

It's Deirdre,
leave a message at the beep.

Hi Deirdre, it's Gus.

Listen, um,
I just wanted to call, and...

I know I haven't handled things,
um, perfectly,

but... you're a really
terrific woman,

and I-I really like you,
and I know you know that...

and I-I just didn't want to
get off onto the wrong foot

when... when we met...
Ah, listen

I don't know how to say this...
but I'm married.

And things
haven't been going well,

and... it's complicated...
and I didn't want...

Gus?

Hi.

Thanks for picking up.

At least Evgheniya.

The key is
she should want to go back,

think it's her decision.

How do you know
she'll keep screwing the guy,

once she's back in the USSR?

Or that he'll keep screwing her?

They may, they may not.

That's the Centre's problem
once they get her back there.

There's these kids at school.

Real assholes.

They're assholes to me too.

But one of them
kind of likes me.

We're in gym together.

If I got in with them...

they could make things
really bad for Pasha.

Bad enough that his mother

will want to take him
home to Moscow?

I'm the only friend he's got.

If I'm not there as much,

and these guys
start coming after him?

Maybe.

They might just
switch his school.

If he's miserable enough...

It could work.

Okay.

All right.
We'll be back Thursday.

I'm flying to Sydney,

he's doing
the Paris route again.

Hey, listen...

I think you guys
need to be here more.

It hasn't been a problem yet,
but... it will be.

Okay.

Thanks for letting us know.
Yeah.

See you Thursday.

Blast burns.

I determine an alien presence.

Crunchy, buttery toffee,
sumptuous...

You can ask for it by...

Now that's my workout.

Anti-human.

You know why we've been
following you, Ms. Farrell?

Peanuts...
What do you call it?

- Whatchamacallit.
- "Whatchamacallit"?

Bleh, bleh, bleh!

The rocket is ready to launch.

Oh, now he's reading our minds.

Once in a while,
when you make it right.

But the Skor candy bar...

Well, apologize.

And I've got to wear that.

Let's go for a walk.

It's freezing out.
I know.

I have a question about Mark.

Mark?
Have you seen him...

So, what is it?

Matthew?

It's fine, I'm fine.

He was just a boy.

I-I don't even
want to be with him.

It's silly.

No, it isn't.

I mean...

Do you still think about it?

What happened to you?

No.

Not ever?

I mean, I guess sometimes I do.

I feel like...

I don't know how I could ever
get over that.

Other things
become more important.

Like your job?

Partly. Yeah.

And also you and Henry.

Do you like what you do?

I wish I didn't have to do it,

but I'm proud
to help my country.

If you didn't have to serve
your country like this...

what would you do?

I never thought about it much.

Not ever?

I'd want to be a doctor.

Really?

What's wrong with that?

You have no bedside manner, Mom.

Oh. That's true.

But... I'd...
I'd do it somewhere

they really needed my help.

In the third world somewhere.

Where maybe it wouldn't matter

if I wasn't so...
perfect at that.