01x02 - Hanging on the Telephone

[bunniefuu]

Bea: Previously on "Ponies."

A small single-engined
aircraft crashed in a field



Both of your husbands were on that plane.

Right after Chris died, this
was in the pocket of his coat.

It says "Winged horse
over the entire world."

- The f*ck does that mean?
- I don't think it's something

we can figure out unless we go back.

I have experience translating.

And I am very experienced
in foreign service.

Now there is no reason for us
to bring more Americans

into the country, unless they're
key to our intelligence work.

Then let us do that.

We've been trying to turn a Soviet agent.

Missus Grant,
you will interact with CK Solar.

This is what you're gonna give him.

Missus Hasbeck, you'll be the lookout.

I guess I'm going in.

Take off your wedding ring.

Men will be more helpful
if they think you're single.

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Dane: It's not a question
of if there is KGB around.

- Andrei Vasiliev.
- Uh-huh.

Dane: There will be.

[tense music]

[quiet conversation]

Snowshoe's dead.

Is that him? Snowshoe's recruit?

- Is he always like that?
- Like what?

Like he's having a heart attack.

Yes.

[speaking in Russian]
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Winged horse over the entire world.

[sighs]

[ominous music]

Oh.

[muffled] Oh.


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[Twila panting]

[dynamic music]

Oh!

[indistinct shouting]

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♪

[panicked shouting]

[theme music]

[Twila sighs and pants]

Twila, you could have k*lled someone.

I didn't know his coat was flammable.

Everything is flammable
once you light it on fire.

Okay, well the guy's fine.
You could have been k*lled.

And I saved you, so you're welcome.

- I am not ready to thank you.
- Ah, you’ll come around.

Bea: No, that man
in there was terrifying.

Don't you just love that feeling?

Oh, it's exciting. It means we're alive.

No, it means we're about to be dead.

- I've seen that guy before.
- Really?

- Who is he?
- Yeah, I... I don't know.

I ran into him when I was out with Dane.

It was a... it was a whole d*ck measuring

spy guy thing with them.

I don't know. He's K.G.B.

I think his name's Andrei.
He's a bad guy.

I tried to warn you. Winged horse, right?

- Over the entire world.
- Yeah.

- That bar is important.
- Bea: Was important.

It no longer exists now.

- I said I was sorry.
- Actually, you didn't.

[crowd clamoring]

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[uptight music]

You burnt the pub down.

Well, I mean, that's an exaggeration.

I'm... I'm sorry, did I get that wrong?

Okay, how about we go with, uh,

you set the f*cking pub on fire.

Is that an exaggeration?

No, that is... That's accurate.

Bea: How did you know what happened?

- Are you following us?
- Missus Grant,

if we had an officer who could follow you

without being followed himself,

we wouldn't need you
in the first place, would we?

- Huh?
- No.

We scan radios.

And they said a Pub was on fire
in Slavyanskaya Square.

You're both very lucky, do you know that?

Because unless
you're lying to me right now,

which I doubt you're capable of,

you did actually meet with the agent

and give him the package, correct?

- Yes.
- Correct.

- She did all of it.
- Pre-fire?

[both] Yes.

Good. Ray, we need to train them.

Just the bare minimum.

How, though? You...
you can't exactly shortcut

- the entire C.I.A. training.
- He could.

I'll call him in.

Who? Call... call who in?

Did you use your cover?

Yes.

[Dane sighs]

[Dane inhales and exhales deeply]

To whom?

Andrei Vasiliev.

[Dane sighs]

["Elöre Nézz" by Skorpio]

♪ Mit tegyek, ha beborul az ég,
mondd el nekem! ♪

♪ Az életem, ha új útra tér,
mondd el nekem! ♪

♪ Áll még a harc mely
véget nem ér, mondd el nekem! ♪

♪ Az igaz embert füti a remény,
mondd el nekem! ♪

♪ Új eröt ad neked az értelem ♪

♪ Új úton, új gyözelem ♪

♪ Elöre nézz és felejtsd el a múltat! ♪

♪ Elöre nézz,
hisz nem tehetsz te jobbat! ♪

♪ Ha elöre mész, eldöntod a versenyt ♪

[gags]

♪ Egy bukott dal után
egy új nap tavaszát kívánd ♪

[office din]

[intriguing music building]

Hm.

Cheryl: What are you eating?

- Hmm?
- [Cheryl sighs]

The train comes from Sweden

with Western supplies once a month.

- [Twila] Mm.
- Once a month.

This box was supposed
to last me the entire month.

- Then you're not eating enough.
- Okay.

If you have requests that you
would like to add to the list,

you can do so for next time.

Twila. There you are.

I thought you defected
on your way to get my tea.

Yeah, I was, uh, minutes away
from getting you that tea, sir.

Don't call me sir, my name is Shep.

And I got a big job for you. Important.

George Tallman, one of my oldest friends.

He went into business.

I picked the foreign servers,

but, you know,
I could have gone into business.

I mean, IBM, they recruited me.

I mean, they saw what I had to offer

and they practically begged me,
but I just had to say no.

You know, I wanted to change the world.

- Have an impact.
- You have. You are.

He's now a Coca Cola VP,
their man in Europe.

Everything related
to Coca Cola in the continent

goes through George Tallman.

Was there something
you needed me to do, or

No, just show him a good time.

A good time?

Yeah.

No. [laughs] God, no.
No, no. Nothing like that.

You're gonna get me into trouble.

It's, uh, just dinner.

Tomorrow night at 7:00 at the Praga.

- 7:00 p.m. I know.
- Oh.

- Amazing.
- Shep: Look at that face.

Naughty. No, he's a married man.

All right? And wear something else.

Jesus. Maybe you talk
to her a little bit.

- Something with the hair.
- Of course.

And get more of these.

You want one, doll? Here you go.

I shouldn't. [chuckles]

[tentative music]

[buzzer]

[workers chattering]

[door slams shut]

["I Am a Dalek" by The Art Attacks]

♪ Welcome back to planet Earth ♪

♪ The teetering of man ♪

♪ Welcome back to radio ♪

♪ That crazy alien plan ♪

♪ Oh, I am a Dalek, I am a Dalek ♪

♪ I am a Dalek, I am a Dalek ♪

♪ Innovate [Exterminate] ♪

♪ Copulate [Exterminate] ♪

♪ Exterminate [Exterminate] ♪

♪ k*ll! ♪

[retching]

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[panting]

[retching, coughing]

["I Am a Dalek" continues]

[music stops]

This is Emile.

He knows everything
about your arrangement with us.

He's in French intelligence

and he is an expert on Moscow rules.

Moscow is different from every
other station in the world.

Again, it's the only reason you're here.

We get it. We're lucky.

I mean, you are.

I know. I just said that.

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Okay, so he's not French.

And my name is not Emile.

But to you, he will be Emile.

In Moscow, they k*ll our men.
In America, we k*ll theirs.

So around here, we need to know
how to get our hands dirty,

if you know what I mean.

I'm guessing you're gonna teach us.

Actually, this training
is just for Missus Grant.

- Oh, you want me to...
- Yes.

Yeah, okay. Mm-hmm.

- So...
- That'll be all.

So if you're not training me here,

you're... what, you're gonna
send me home, right?

You can't.

Sure, you know, I, uh, stumbled a little

my first time out, and everything.

But I promise you,
that won't happen again.

Yeah, if you let me stay, I

I will... I will do anything.

I will... I will be a human target.

I have no boundaries, so...

I've noticed.

Please.

I would rather die here than go back.

Missus Hasbeck, I'm not going to ask you

why that's the case, because
it's none of my business.

But honestly, it's irrelevant.
We're not sending you back.

Okay.

I'll try not to start any more fires.

- That fire was a good idea.
- Hm.

You have good instincts for field work.

Thank you.

Your lack of fear is your value to us.

Arguably, your only value.

Thank you.

- [elevator dings]
- Problem is, nobody likes you.

Uh, excuse me?

Yeah, uh, sorry.
But what are you talking about?

People... people love me.

They laugh at your jokes?

- Yes.
- Think you're a fun night out.

- Yeah.
- Life and soul of the party?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, it doesn't mean

they love you or trust you

or want to be close to you.

And that's what they need to feel

if they're going to give you information.

You need to be a version of yourself

that opens up and lets other people in.

You show them your softer side,
and they'll show you theirs.

That's how it works.

Yeah, I don't, uh

I don't really have that side.

Then find it.

That's why you're not out
with Missus Grant tonight.

She doesn't have that problem.

She has to learn
to shut her feelings off,

get her hands dirty.

But I suspect you've been
doing that your entire life.

This, uh, American executive
you're going out with

- Shep's friend.
- Yeah.

Every American in Moscow
is interesting to us.

Make Shep's friend like you.
That's your training.

Okay.

Emile: Now you go inside.

Inside where?

Apartment 415.

Look around. Tell us what you see.

We need to get to know
the person who lives there.

Find out if he's trustworthy.

[Bea chuckles] Is this a test or, uh

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Wait.
You want... I... I can't...

Emile: Only if you need to.

[Bea exhales sharply]

What, is he is he... is he in there,

- whoever lives in there?
- We will find out, won't we?

I was in Buchenwald.
And then in Auschwitz.

My family was in the camps.

Did they survive, your family?

Oh, my... my grandfather didn't,

but my... my grandma,
my father did, yeah.

Then they knew what to do to survive.

So, will you...

Fourth floor, unit 15.

[suspenseful music playing]

[siren wailing in the distance]

[latch clicks]

[elderly woman speaking in Russian]

[distant shouting]

[distant thud echoing]

[eerie music]

[door rattling]

[loud rumble]

[ominous music]

[music fades]

[dramatic music building]

- [door latch clicking]
- [gasps]

[water trickling]

[faint click]

["Stand Up And Fight"
by Tenaha-Tempson Bobo & Blair]

♪ You know there's gonna be
a revolution ♪

♪ You know we got no solution ♪

♪ We gonna stand up
and we're gonna fight ♪

♪ We're gonna take up
for all of you tonight ♪

♪ 'Cause we got rights ♪

[music fades]

[strained music]

[Sasha sighs]

[tense tone plays]

[sighs and scoffs softly]

- [water trickling]
- [Sasha groans]

[ragged breathing]

♪

[Sasha grunts]

[Bea panting]

Oh.

[troubled music]

[panting]

[panting heavily]

[groans] No.

♪

[breathing heavily]

[panting]

[loud thud]

[pants and grunts]

Now, you are not so clean.

[Bea panting]

["Stand Up And Fight" continues]

[classical music]

[people murmuring]

- Um...
- Cheryl: Oh, there you are.

What are you doing here?

You forgot to see Shep on your
way out to get the cash.

To treat George to dinner tonight.

So I had to drive all the way out here.

And now I'm late for my plans with Ray.

- So thanks.
- Okay, give me the money.

Mmm. Wow.

How good a time does Shep want
this guy to have?

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You really speak no Russian, do you?

It is still so weird to me that
they hired you at the embassy.

Is it?

So how gross, bald and sweaty

is this George guy gonna be, do we think?

Based on my experience with
Shep's Princeton friends, very.

Good luck.

Ah.

- Hi.
- Twila Hasbeck.

- George Tallman.
- Hmm.

- Cheryl Szymanski.
- George Tallman.

- Hi.
- Oh, uh,

Shep only mentioned one secretary.

Yes, it's like
when the factory puts two toys

- in the cereal box, right?
- [George laughing]

[phone ringing]

[phone keeps ringing]

[tense music]

[phone keeps ringing]

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So she says, I won't have
dinner with you here,

but I would have had
dinner with you in Paris

because we met the year before in Paris.

My buddy was eyeing her,
so I didn't ask her out.

- So I say...
- "If I can take you...

..to Paris tonight, then
will you have dinner with me?"

[scoffs] Wow. Wait, what?
How did you know that?

I grew up down the road
from an air force base.

It's every pilot's move,
you know, if they can get you

to a second city,
they can get you into bed there.

I'm that obvious?

How did you know that I was a pilot?

Oh, well, when I asked you
how your flight into Moscow was,

the first thing you mentioned was

how the Aeroflot pilot
botched the landing.

My husband would never shut up

about Aeroflot pilots and their landings.

So your husband's a pilot then?

He was, yeah.

What is he now?

Dead?

[Cheryl clears throat]

I am going to go to the toilette.

- [in French] Trés bien!
- Oh, yeah.

I hate her.

Maybe, uh, don't tell Shep
that I said that.

No, your... your secret's safe with me.

Um, I'm so sorry about your husband.

And, you know. How are you holding up?

It's fine. It's fine.

[sighs] Yeah. Actually

why am I always doing that?
I'm always saying

things are fine when

they're clearly not.

[Twila laughs]

Tom and I were just...

...we were just so...

So in love?

- Yeah.
- How did you guys meet?

I was going to Wellesley and,
uh, he was at Harvard and

we... we met at a party.

Yeah, I... I wasn't even
planning on going, but

my roommate dragged me and,
you know, thank God she did.

- [George chuckling softly]
- He just...

he showed me the world was
so much bigger than my, um...

...than my parents little bakery
in Rhode Island.

And now I'm...

...worried my world's just getting
small all over again, so...

No...

listen, it doesn't have to be that way.

- You're young.
- Oh. [scoffs]

- and when you're ready...
- You're nice, you're kind.

- ..you can meet someone.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm ruining the mood.
You wanted a fun night out.

Listen, stop, I'd... I'd take this over

- polite conversation any day.
- Cheryl: All right.

The bill has been taken care of,

courtesy of the U.S. Government.

Okay? Is that allowed?

Cheryl: Oh, I don't know.

Guess you're gonna have to
put me in handcuffs,

- take me to jail.
- [Twila clears her throat]

I'm gonna get my coat.

I feel like I failed.

- Failed? At... at what?
- The assignment, you know?

I was supposed to show you a good time.

I had a great time.

You're very easy to talk to, Twila.

Good evening. Or good morning, rather.

You put a phone in my apartment
without telling me?

- So he called you.
- Why did you do that?

Because if Nadiya Melnikova
is supposed to exist,

she needs a phone number and a phone.

We gave her a paper trail,
but you need to be the one

to answer the phone, so we connected

- a few wires and here we are.
- [Bea gasps]

- So what did he say?
- He asked me out.

- And you said?
- That I was busy.

You were busy. You have time.

You found time to come here
in the middle of the night?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm not doing that.

I am not going out with

[whispering] K.G.B.

What did you think this job was?

Do you realize
how important this relationship

- could be to us?
- No, no, no.

I'm not doing that.
I did not sign up for this.

And I did not sign up to break
into someone's apartment

that you told me was on our side.

I never said
that CK Solar was on our side.

Sometimes you may never know that

sometimes that's exactly
what this job is.

Look, I can see
that you're an emotional person,

but if we ask you to spy
on your own mother, you do it.

Your emotions do not matter here.

Your relationships do not matter here.

Oh, oh, oh. I'm emotional. I'm emotional

when did you clock that?
At my husband's f*cking funeral?

I'm not emotional.

I don't care why you're emotional,

incidentally, we're not just testing you.

We're testing Andrei Vasiliev too.

We test everyone all the time.

There's no getting comfortable here.

Do you know when people get k*lled?

- No.
- When they relax.

So, he called you. Good work.

I'll have a dead drop ready for you

and Missus Hasbeck in a few days.

I'll give you the details
when I have them.

- Get some sleep.
- No, I...

Twila: Okay, I'm not gonna
use the word seduce.

Cause you know that implies
that there was something

sexual about the interaction.

That's the thing. There wasn't.

- Bea: Okay.
- He didn't even wanna f*ck me.

He just liked me.

- Bea: Yeah.
- As a person.

- Twila, I...
- Yeah.

It's just a shame I don't speak Russian,

you know, so I can't
interact with the locals.

Maybe I should just learn a little.

Just a like a phrase or two.

So if we want to do a tag team, you know,

something involving the K.G.B,

you know, obviously
he'll do most of the talking.

It might be like,
well, why isn't she talking?

And then we can just...

tell I'm a little touched in the head, or

Twila, I'm leaving.

- What do you mean?
- I mean I'm going home.

I... I... I can't keep doing this.

They made me break into

our agent's apartment last night.

- CK Solar.
- Oh.

Wow, I thought that, uh, Emile guy

was just going to take you out
sh**ting or something.

He was there. He didn't see me.

But he knew someone was in his apartment.

He might have had a g*n. We don't know.

And neither do they because
they don't know him.

No one knows anyone here.

He might have stabbed me
with a kitchen knife...

- Okay.
- ..before he saw it was me.

It might have happened.
It could have happened.

It was so close to happening.

I... I just... I can't.

Look, Bea, I... I don't know
what to tell you.

No one said this was gonna be safe.

- I mean...
- No, I didn't say

They're just trying to push us,
you know, make us better.

Well, they pushed me too far.

Look, I'm not like you, okay? I can't...

- You can't what?
- ..do it.

Huh.

I thought it was worth it to you

to find out what happened to Chris.

But I guess
maybe you're happy not knowing.

Maybe you can just live with that.

Maybe if it means I get to live at all.

- Huh.
- Oh, I just

Just know that Chris
wouldn't want me to die

trying to figure out why he died.

He would want me to move on.

So I'm gonna talk to Dane...

..see if I can fly out tomorrow.

Great.

Great, so I guess
this is my last day too then.

Considering I'm useless here without you.

- I'm sorry.
- What about the dead drop?

- Yeah, that's tomorrow.
- They... they...

they can just find someone else to do it.

Yeah, they're just gonna find
two other women by tomorrow.

That'll be easy for them,
yeah, that won't ruin

the whole operation, will it?

No. [sighs]

Come on, Bea.

You're really gonna do this to me?

- I'm sorry.
- f*ck.

- I'm sorry.
- Okay.

No, you know what? You're gonna do it.

You're gonna do the dead drop

and then you can go home.

Yeah. That's what you're gonna do.

Or else you're gonna be
f*ck' everyone over.

- You like that?
- No.

So you'll do it?

- It's just a dead drop.
- Yeah.

It's just picking something up,
dropping something off...

- Dropping off.
- ..not interacting with anyone.

- No surprises, no nothing else.
- No. Yeah. Yeah.

- Just literally just that.
- Just that. Yeah.

You can do it. And then you can go.

- Oh, okay, so we'll do...
- You'll do it.

Not to leave everyone in the lurch.

That's why I'm doing it.

Since you clearly have a net
for entertaining men,

I'd like you to do it again tonight.

This time, no fancy dinners.

Apparently he's had
the tourist experience

and wants to see the real Moscow.

- Meaning?
- I don't know.

- Take him where the locals go.
- Where's that?

- I really wish I knew.
- [knocking]

- Shep. [laughs]
- Cheryl.

I had so much fun meeting
your friend last night,

George actually invited me to join him

- and Twila for dinner.
- Shep: Yeah?

- So Yeah.
- He didn't mention it.

- [Twila chuckles]
- Actually, ladies,

I would love to tell the guys back home

that I corrupted George Tallman.

So, bonus points if you ladies
get him drunk enough

to break some rules, all right?

- Okay.
- I'm looking at you.

Maybe... maybe the... the number
from the Christmas party?

Hey, remember me?

No English.

Look, you can cut the sh*t.
I know you speak English.

What do you want? Very busy.

- Just some information.
- You always want that.

Yeah, well, I'm just wondering
what someone does for fun

around here, you know, like a local.

I'm looking for a nightclub
or a discotheque.

You calling that here?

For what?

- Dancing.
- No, for what will you give me

for the address of discotheque?

Huh? Really?

Cut right to the chase. Okay.

- You're welcome.
- Ah, I don't like these.

No, I like "Hostess Ding Dongs."

It's all the same ingredients.

Ding Dongs are dipped in chocolate.

Cupcakes is chocolate top.

- They're different.
- Come on.

I think we can both agree

this is gonna be better
than whatever, I don't know,

boiled turnip
you're gonna be eating later.

[sighs]

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

- Ding Dong.
- They're cupcakes.

No, I mean you. You're the Ding Dong.

["The Night the Lights Went Out
In Georgia" by Vicki Lawrence]

♪ He looked through the screen
at the back porch door ♪

♪ And he saw Andy lying on the floor ♪

♪ In a puddle of blood ♪

♪ And he started to shake ♪

♪ But the Georgia patrol
was making their rounds ♪

♪ So he fired a shot
just to flag 'em down ♪

♪ And a big-bellied sheriff
grabbed his g*n and said ♪

♪ "Why’d you do it?" ♪

♪ And the judge said guilty
in a make-believe trial ♪

♪ Slapped the sheriff
on the back with a smile ♪

♪ Said supper's waiting at home ♪

- Sanduny baths, twenty-two.
- ♪ And I gotta get to it ♪

♪ That's the night that
the lights went out in Georgia ♪

♪ That's a night that they hung
an innocent man ♪

♪ Well don't trust your soul to
no backwoods Southern lawyer ♪

♪ Cause the judge in the town's
got bloodstains on his hands ♪

♪ Well they hung my brother
before I could say ♪

♪ The tracks he saw while on his way ♪

♪ To Andy's house
and back that night were mine ♪

♪ That’s the night that
the lights went out in Georgia ♪

♪ Oh-oh, that's the night that
they hung an innocent man ♪

♪ Ah-ha, ha, Well don't trust ♪

["Rasputin" by Boney M.]

♪ There lived a certain man
in Russia long ago ♪

♪ He was big and strong,
in his eyes a flaming glow ♪

♪ Most people look at him
with terror and with fear ♪

♪ But to Moscow chicks, he was such a ♪

Twila: This is it.

- Cheryl: Wow.
- George: It's amazing.

- Cheryl: I love it here. Yeah.
- George: Wow.

I knew you'd show up.

I didn't.

Why is the music so quiet?

It is always quiet
so people can listen to you.

What if I don't want
people to listen to me?

Then you must speak quieter.

Ah. Cool place.

Yeah. I feel overdressed.

- You must.
- [both chuckle]

Twila: Sure you don't
want to dance just loosen up.

George: Yeah. Maybe in a moment.

You know, I'm just enjoying being here

and just taking it all in.

Oh, uh

Sorry, my, uh, friend just walked in,

so I'm gonna, uh, I'll be right back.

- I'll be back.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- [George sighs]

So this is the cool spot, huh?

- What are you doing here?
- The dead drop, it's now.

- Now, now?
- Uh-huh. Right now.

Okay. I'm, I'm supposed to be
entertaining this guy.

- Again?
- I know.

Well, just let Cheryl do it.

Twila: Poor guy.
Okay, what do I tell him?

Well tell... Make an excuse.

- We really have to go.
- Okay.

- Big sip. You have to.
- Yeah.

- Beet vodka.
- [both chuckling]

- [George chuckle] It's so sweet.
- Excuse me.

- Uh, this is Bea.
- Oh, wow.

This is quite the welcome wagon.

Oh, actually, I'm so sorry.

I can't stay. We can't stay.

- Yeah, we, uh...
- We really have to go.

Before we go, George is a pilot.

Yeah, we've been talking aeronautics.

- Uh-huh.
- Oh.

He's kind of an expert
when it comes to flights

and flight paths.

Expert is a stretch.

I... I... I fly. I have a license.

Oh, come on.
You could ask this man anything.

- Really?
- For example, here's something.

Do you ever just get on your plane

and go nowhere in particular.

Just don't tell a soul
where you're going.

No broadcasting the flight plans.

No latitude, longitude, nothing.

Uh, I... I've been...
I've been spontaneous.

- [George] Yeah, in my...
- Oh, okay. Okay.

Uh, but there comes
a certain point in every flight

where you need to broadcast your plans.

Uh, you know, if you're
going to land somewhere

you need lighting runways,
somewhere to put the plane.

Uh, every flight has a paper trail.

- Yes.
- I don't know

- if that's interesting.
- A paper trail.

See, I never would have known
this if we hadn't met.

Moscow. I learned
something new here every day.

It is just amazing
the information you can get

when you're in the right place
at the right time.

Bea: What was all that about
with the flight plans?

Did you find something out
about the plane crash?

Twila: Maybe.
If there even was a plane crash.

Wait, you... you think there wasn't?

I don't know. I'm just asking questions.

I mean, that's why we came back.

Oh.

- Bea: Hm-mm.
- Twila: We're looking for a bin.

- Bea: Yeah.
- Twila: Mm-hmm.

- There's a bin.
- Bea: Uh-huh.

Twila: Yeah, okay,
so you're gonna wait here

and then if anyone, you know,
comes in out of nowhere,

- just whistle twice.
- I can't whistle.

What do you mean you can't whistle?

[blowing]

No. Stop.

How... how did you
never learn how to whistle?

- It's a very basic skill.
- My parents were immigrants.

They didn't teach me how to whistle.

Immigrants whistle, Bea.

How else do they round up
all the animals on the farm?

- What farm?
- I don't know.

It's old World, I'm assuming
there was a farm.

Huh.

- I'm gonna go in cold then.
- Mm-hmm.

- Uh-huh. Okay.
- Okay.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

- Did you get it?
- No. I got gum.

What if they meant the towel bin?

I think that's just a trash can.

What if they were expecting us
to find the towel bin

in the men's changing room?

Moscow rules, Bea.

[sighs] Moscow rules.

["I've Got the Music In Me"
by The Kiki Band]

♪ Ain't got no trouble in my life ♪

♪ No foolish dream to make me cry ♪

♪ I'm never frightened or worried ♪

♪ I know I always get by ♪

♪ I got the music in me,
I got the music in me ♪

♪ I got the music in me ♪

♪ I got the music in me,
I got the music in me ♪

♪ I got the music in me ♪

♪ Yeah, I got the music in me ♪

♪ I got the music in me ♪

[Bea gasps] Good job.

The camera didn't work.

What? What camera?

The camera we gave the agent

that you picked up last night,
it had a light leak.

We... we risked a lot
to get that package.

You're saying it was just
broken the whole time?

Langley sometimes screws up
when it comes to technology.

Well, great.

It's nice to know
that Langley is hit or miss

when it comes to stuff
we risk our lives for.

[sighs]

Dane: Tell the agent
that the exact focal distance

on this camera is 18.3 inches.

Any more or less, and the
pictures will not be in focus.

Okay. Where am I meeting him?

The Novodevichy Cemetery.

Got it.

I'm not sure Bea's gonna be available.

I'm available.

Um, so does he know to meet me there?

Yeah. She's gonna tell him.

What's this?

It's a KitKat, Missus Hasbeck.

What is it, really?

It is a KitKat, Missus Hasbeck.

Really.

When the agent sees you eating the KitKat

in front of the GUM Department store,

he will know to go to the cemetery.

How... how long
do I have to stand there for?

Until he sees you.

What if I finish the KitKat before then?

Eat slowly.

["Watching the Detectives"
by Elvis Costello]

♪ Nice girls, not one with a defect ♪

♪ Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct ♪

♪ Red dogs under ill*gal legs ♪

♪ She looks so good
that he gets down and begs ♪

♪ She's watching the detectives ♪

♪ Ooh, it's so cute ♪

♪ She's watching the detectives ♪

♪ When they sh**t, sh**t ♪

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'm sorry to bother.
I'm in the room next to you.

Oh. Uh, the smoking.

- Yeah, I...
- No, no, no.

I saw you got the room service.

- You are eating alone?
- Yes, I'm eating alone.

Maybe we eat together?

Because we're both alone
and it is lonely in this hotel.

No? [chuckles softly]

That's a very kind offer.

Uh, what's your name?

- Sveta.
- Sveta.

But I have a flight in the morning, so

- Oh.
- Yeah.

All right, then. Are you sure?

- Okay.
- Yeah. So, uh

- Dosdevanya.
- What? Sorry?

Dosde... dosde... dosdeve...

- Dosdevedanya.
- Dosvedanya.

- All right, then.
- Uh, yeah.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

♪ She's watching the detectives ♪

♪ Oh, he's so cute ♪

♪ She's watching the detectives ♪

[sighs deeply]

♪ When they sh**t, sh**t ♪

♪ They beat him up
until the teardrops start ♪

♪ But he can't be wounded
'cause he's got no heart ♪

[music fades]

[Sasha sighs]

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Your hands, they're cold.

You're supposed to speak Russian.

Well, I speak English.

This one should work.

[sighs] Should work?

I see American technologies

and Soviet technologies
have that in common.

You have to set it about 18 inches above

what you're taking a picture of.

About 18 inches. Great.

You can use this to measure the distance,

memorize it, and then burn the string.

Understand?

- Huh.
- My name is Sasha, by the way.

We're not supposed to share names.

Well, can I call you something?

I'm pretty sure your name isn't Nadiya.

Do you have a code name?

Yes.

Nadiya.

[chuckles]

Right.

What is my code name?

Um...

They...

They call you C.K. Solar.

Can I choose something better?

What do you want your code name to be?

Radford.

- As in Robert?
- Uh-huh.

Clearly I don't make the rules, but,

I mean, I can... I can ask.

- Okay.
- Wait.

At the pub... at the pub where we met

- The pub that burned down?
- Yeah, that one.

Did you ever meet anyone else there?

_

No. I'm asking.

Did you ever meet a man about your age?

Tall, dark hair?

- He was with another man?
- Uh-huh.

- A woman?
- A woman? What...

[distant chatter]

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[sighs]

[tense music]

["Couldn't Bet It Right"
by cl*max Blues Band]

♪ Time was drifting,
this rock had got to roll ♪

♪ So I hit the road and made my getaway ♪

♪ Restless feeling, really got a hold ♪

♪ I started searching for a better way ♪

[both panting]

♪ And I kept on looking for a sign ♪

♪ In the middle of the night ♪

♪ But I couldn't see the light,
no, I couldn't see the light ♪

[both moaning, panting]

♪ I kept on looking for a way
to take me through the night ♪

♪ Couldn't get it right,
I couldn't get it right ♪

[both moaning, panting]

♪ Philly's fever made me feel alright ♪

♪ But I must admit
it got the best of me ♪

♪ Gettin' down so deep
I could've drowned ♪

♪ Now I can't get back the way
I used to be ♪

♪ But I kept on looking for a sign ♪

♪ In the middle of the night ♪

♪ But I couldn't see the light ♪

♪ No, I couldn't see the light ♪

♪ Kept on looking for a way ♪

♪ To take me through the night ♪

♪ Couldn't get it right,
I couldn't get it right ♪

[suspenseful music playing]

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[ominous music building]

♪

[Sveta grunts]

[Sveta yelps]

[chocking]

- [Sveta groaning and grunting]
- [Andrei panting]

- [Andrei grunts]
- [Sveta yelps]

♪

Twila: Out of curiosity so I can,

you know, plan my life.

When are you telling Dane you're leaving?

Why do you think
there wasn't a plane crash?

I don't know. I found this thing.

- It was suspicious.
- Wait, what thing?

Tell me what the thing was.

Oh, I probably shouldn't
since you're leaving anyway.

It'll just make things harder.

- Twila.
- Hm?

Tell me.

I found a tape in my apartment
that was broadcasting a code.

Code that could have been flight
plans or I think something

to make someone think Tom
was broadcasting flight plans.

Okay, stop, stop, stop, stop.

We should not be having
this conversation at the hall.

- You're right.
- You

Do you have wine?

- Who do you think I am?
- Okay, so go get it.

Bring it to my place.

- See you in a sec.
- Okay.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Okay.
- All right.

- All right.
- All righty.

[tense music]

[door latch clicking]

_

["Hanging On The Telephone" by Blondie]

♪ I'm in the phone booth,
it's the one across the hall ♪

♪ If you don't answer,
I'll just ring it off the wall ♪

- So be honest.
- Hm?

When you were in his apartment, did you,

you know, want to look around,
snoop just a little?

What? To see if he was hiding something

or if he was a double agent?

Double agent?

- He's a spy.
- Well, no, that's what they...

Isn't that what they say?
Don't they say, "double agent?"

No, I think it's right.

- We should probably know.
- [phone ringing]

[Twila clears her throat]

- [knocking]
- [phone keeps ringing]

Is that coming from the closet or...

- Yeah.
- ..am I losing my mind?

Uh-huh, so I was going to
tell you about that.

Could you...
Could you just give me one...

give me one second. Hold that thought.

- [phone ringing]
- Twila: Sure.


♪ Oh, why can't we talk again? ♪

_

♪ Don't leave me hanging
on the telephone ♪

♪ ...hanging on the telephone ♪

♪ I had to interrupt
and stop this conversation ♪

♪ Your voice across the line
gives me a strange sensation ♪

♪ I like to talk when I can
show you my affection ♪

♪ Oh, I can't control myself,
Oh, I can't control myself ♪

♪ Oh, I can't control myself ♪

♪ Don't leave me hanging
on the telephone ♪

♪ Hang up and run to me ♪

♪ Oh, hang up and run to me ♪

♪ Oh, hang up and run to me ♪

♪ Oh, hang up and run to me ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, run to me, yeah ♪