The FX original series The Americans.
Final season returns soon on FX.
Previously on "The Americans"...
PAIGE: I took some pictures of Pastor Tim's diary.
I didn't want to take the film to Fotomat or anything.
PAIGE: Pastor Tim thinks I might really be screwed up.
He's worried about my soul.
HENRY: It's a boarding school,
so I would live there during school,
and then I'd come home vacations.
Henry knows what he wants.
I think he'd be better off.
(mid-tempo music playing) (knock on door)
(indistinct singing)
PHILIP: Henry. One sec.
(music continues)
Where's Mom?
I don't know.
She didn't say where she was going?
I don't think so.
Hmm.
Chris says we're supposed to hear from St. Edwards
in the next week or two.
(inhales, exhales deeply)
So are you gonna let me go or what?
(sighs)
Henry, if you get in...
I'm gonna have to talk to your mother,
but...fine.
It's fine by me.
Thanks, Dad.
(music continues)
Uh, I'm gonna go out.
Tell Mom I'll be back by eight.
Okay. Yeah.
**
(engine shuts off)
**
(man singing in Russian)
(singing continues)
(indistinct talking on TV)
(singing continues)
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CLAUDIA: How are things going with the Morozovs?
Moving forward.
What about your pastor?
Paige is open to finding a new place
for him.
That's very good news.
Yeah.
I'll see what we can do.
The Centre thinks
they might have found
a woman named
Anna Mikhaylovna Prokopchuk,
who they've been
looking for for years.
A collaborator
who was on a Nazi
execution squad.
Here?
She personally shot
hundreds of our boys.
Prisoners.
They used to line them up around a pit
at the edge of town...
in Dyatkovo.
Where is she?
CLAUDIA: Newton, Massachusetts.
Her husband was a medic
in the American army.
They met in Germany
after the War.
She's been living under the name
of Natalie Granholm
since the '50s.
But we're not --
we're not sure it's her?
They can't find
any exit documents
matching the maiden name
she used when
she came to America.
And any photos of her
were destroyed during the occupation.
Except for this.
The Centre wants you to find out everything you can.
We'll make sure it's her before we do anything.
I looked into what you asked me about.
The Centre did harvest and weaponize
the Lassa virus you recovered from William.
They named it 'Variant V.'
For Vitaly.
His Russian name.
(chuckles)
Henry asked about St. Edwards again.
I-I said he could go, if it's okay with you.
Which it is.
I think if he wants to go,
he should go.
Yeah.
I just thought...
he's doing
really good now.
All this math stuff.
A girlfriend.
It's all just...
working out.
If he gets in,
he'll be there for a couple of months,
back home,
then gone for another couple of months,
and back home again...
Yeah.
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(exhales sharply)
They like each other.
Good for them.
(indistinct conversations, telephone ringing)
How many people work here?
Hmm. That is a good question.
Hey, Dennis.
This is my friend Henry Jennings.
You work for the Post?
Oh. No, I'm just writing a school paper.
Hey, you got any idea how many people work here?
Eh. Not a clue.
Hey. Make sure you check out
the new soap dispensers in the bathrooms.
WOLFE: Aderholt.
Well, duty calls.
Nice meeting you, Henry. You too.
Thanks.
Who's that other guy?
That's Agent Wolfe.
My boss. Mm.
What's that?
That is the vault.
What do you do in there?
Secret stuff.
Mm. Come on.
It's actually a secure room.
What does that mean?
It's got acoustic shielding.
There's no way anyone can possibly listen in on
what you're saying in there.
Really? Yep.
Can we go in?
Uh, no. Oh.
(beeping)
Uhm...?
It's a mail robot.
What does it do?
It delivers mail.
That is so cool!
Eh. It's more trouble than it's worth.
**
(indistinct conversations)
(camera shutter clicking) MAN: So, I'm starting to think it doesn't make it better,
but it is something...
**
(man speaking Russian)
(door closes)
**
Uh-huh.
(exhales sharply)
(dog barking in distance)
(door opens)
PHILIP: Hey. Hey.
How was it? It was great.
I got to meet Stan's boss --
who's the head of counterintelligence,
and I met his partner, Dennis --
they work on cases together.
There was this whole computer room
with humongous computers in it, too,
and there's this other room,
it was called the vault.
Nobody can hear you when you're in there.
What do you mean?
Well, people can't listen in to your conversations.
Mm.
You hungry? Nah.
Me and Stan stopped off at Kentucky Fried Chicken.
I'm gonna go write this while it's still fresh in my head.
Okay.
(sighs)
Who the hell knows.
I think it looks like her.
(sighs)
(water runs) Think Stan wants Henry to join the FBI?
(chuckles) Maybe.
Matthew certainly isn't cut out for it.
He could clean up and go straight
when he gets older.
I think the die's cast with that one.
Well he's not getting Henry. No.
Do you think Paige wanted us to see those photos?
I don't know.
She already told us.
But maybe she wanted to see us
read them right in front of her.
Or she was just moving too fast.
**
(conversing in Russian)
**
(door closes)
**
(sniffs)
**
Huh.
Hmm.
**
(grunts)
**
(drawer closes)
**
(sighs)
Her husband. He's an ophthalmologist.
What does she do?
She's a nurse. Works part-time now.
They have two daughters.
One lives in Portland, Oregon, the other in Boston.
She takes a drawing class.
What else?
She volunteers at a free clinic in Southie.
Takes care of her granddaughter two days a week,
in the morning.
She's made a nice life for herself.
How did we find her?
When the Red Army took back Dyatkovo,
Anna Prokopchuk wasn't there.
Turns out she was in a hospital in Germany...
getting treatment for a venereal disease,
which she got from sleeping with too many Nazi officers.
We didn't know it until last year.
Since then we've been tracking down medical records
in the Nazi archives,
looking at women with venereal diseases
in hospitals in Germany.
They found a woman named Natalya Konina...
her height and age
were a close match to Anna Prokopchuk.
And Konina married John Granholm.
So, Konina is Prokopchuk,
or someone who was the same height and age
as she was at the end of the War.
Yes.
I'll get these to the Centre.
"The hallowed halls of the Federal Bureau of Investigation
are abuzz with activity
as agents struggle to keep our country safe
from threats both foreign and domestic."
Laying it on a -- a little thick if you ask me.
It's amazing there. It's the FBI.
You have, like, the best job in the world.
Sometimes.
Well, what's not great about it?
Well, uh...
The FBI is basically...
(sighs)
You know, I can't explain it to you, Henry.
Because I don't trust you.
You don't trust me?
No. I'm not allowed to.
You are the greatest kid in the world,
but I have to think of you like you could be a spy.
That's what the FBI is like.
So...are you allowed to trust anybody?
Some people trust their wives.
I didn't trust mine.
I have no idea why.
Well, what about your kids?
Not really.
That sucks.
Yup.
**
(scoffs)
(rhythmic knocking on door)
Natalie Granholm.
(sighs)
And they're sure it's her?
It just says to go ahead.
They saw the same pictures we saw.
(inhales, exhales deeply)
I think it looks like her.
Don't you?
(sighs) Maybe.
But I want to be sure, before...
I can't just get this order from them
and do whatever they say.
I'm not just...
We talked about this.
We'll make sure.
Okay.
Um. Valentina Ivankova.
She is reporter.
Any reason they're moving her?
I don't know.
What was Yuri's relationship like with her?
Did he seem to take any kind of special interest in her
in the last few months?
Not really.
She's the same with him like with everyone.
Okay. Great.
That's all good.
Just keep noticing stuff, just like that.
Okay.
So, how's the little man?
Ah. (chuckles)
So good.
No trouble with him.
So sweet.
And how about that guy? Gennadi?
Have you seen him again?
Yes.
I likes him. Even more.
You know, he was a very big hockey player,
but he doesn't think he's too...important.
And he likes me too.
Well, good.
Sounds great. Yeah.
But you know,
you have to be careful with him too.
I know.
Goodbye.
Bye.
(door opens)
**
(sighs)
**
(silverware clinking)
**
(silverware clinking)
(gasps) Not one sound.
I don't have much money.
You can have what there is.
I-In my purse. In the kitchen.
Take it.
All of it.
(curtain rings clinking) This isn't about money.
What do you want?
The truth.
About what?
Anna Mikhaylovna Prokopchuk.
Who...? You tell us.
I don't know.
I don't know what to say.
I don't know who this person is.
She's you.
What?
No. You have wrong person.
My name is Natalie Granholm.
I-I don't know this person --
I never met this person, I never heard this name before.
(breathes deeply)
I can show you.
Mnh-mnh.
It's in my pocketbook, okay?
My driver's license. You can see for yourself.
You -- You see I'm not this Anna,
I'm not this person, whoever she is.
Where were you born?
Russia.
Y-You think I knew this person from Russia?
What can I say? Uh...
I haven't lived there for forty years.
Where in Russia?
Wh-Where "what?"
Where are you from?
Sevsk.
You're lying.
About what?
Everything.
I don't understand...
Your life is a lie.
Why are you saying such things?
I don't know what you're talking about,
who you're talking about...
Who are you?
You were born in Dyatkovo.
No, no.
I was born in Sevsk.
I've never been to Dyatkovo.
But you know it.
It wasn't that far from where I grew up.
I-I never been in Dyatkovo.
My name is Natalie Granholm.
I was... I was Natalya Konina.
You -- You mistaken.
Please. I swear.
I-I-I don't know.
I don't know this person, this Anna, whoever she is.
Prokopchuk.
Anna Mikhaylovna Prokopchuk.
Who is she?
What did she do to you?
You think she's me?
No, you -- you -- you mistaken.
I swear you mistaken.
My name is Natalie Granholm.
From Sevsk.
I'm -- I-I -- It's not me.
I swear it's not me.
I am a wife, I'm a mother, I'm a grandmother.
I lived in this house for twenty-five ye--
Ahh!
You're a traitor!
You betrayed your own people! No. Never.
You slaughtered your own people.
That's not true -- Young boys --
No. Soldiers --
Brave men who were fighting, unlike you --
You took them to the edge of town
and you shot them and you dumped them in a pit.
No, never, never. I -- You did this over and over again, we know --
You have the blood of over a thousand soldiers
on your hands. No, no, no.
I'm Natalya Konina. From Sevsk.
You know what you are?
You're a monster.
(gasps) You want to know who we are?
Ugh!
(crying)
(sighs heavily)
You alright?
Yeah.
You believe her?
NATALIE: (crying)
She's lying.
Even if it is her...
What?
You think...she's changed?
You're not gonna fool us.
We know who you are,
and we know what you've done.
What are you going to do?
Wait.
For what?
Your husband.
He should be home soon.
John? Why?
You think he knows something about this woman?
He's never been to Russia.
He -- He cannot tell you anything...
He's a good man.
(breathing heavily)
It's all true, what you said.
I'm Anna Prokopchuk.
From Dyatkovo.
I betrayed my country.
Yes, yes, yes.
I betrayed my people.
Friends, neighbors -- I killed them all.
I deserve to die.
You can kill me.
John did nothing, he knows nothing.
Just kill me.
Then go.
Sit down.
Tell us what you did.
I killed people.
Innocent people.
Where?
Dyatkovo.
Why?
I worked with the Nazis.
Where? Where...?
Where did you murder them?
In Dyatkovo.
Where?
Edge of -- Edge of the town, like you said.
Exactly where?
What side of the town?
I don't remember,
it was far away, long time ago,
I... I-I can't remember. (vehicle approaching)
But I did it.
I killed them all.
(car door closes)
No! Please!
Don't hurt him.
(crying) Please.
He doesn't know.
He thinks...
I'm wonderful.
(door opens and closes)
If you scream, you'll die here.
JOHN: Natalie --
(grunts)
You want money?
Here.
JOHN: Take it.
There's more upstairs.
They're not here for money.
What...
what's going on?
They're...
When we met...
after the War...
They're here because of the War.
They want to know...
Can I have some water?
Natalie, what's happening?
Dyatkovo.
I'm from Dyatkovo.
You're from Sevsk.
When the Nazi overran Dyatkovo
we were rounded up
and taken to the square in the center of town.
My father was shot,
along with many other men. And boys.
I held on to my mother.
But she was shot.
They made me dig a hole...
I used a shovel, a pail,
then my hands...
we threw them in like garbage.
I was sixteen.
I didn't know anything about world.
About anything.
They let me live.
Why?
There was no reason.
Nothing made any sense.
They gave me food.
I was obedient. Helpless.
The first time,
they gave me so much to drink,
I could barely stand up.
The first time?
That I shot them.
Soviet prisoners.
It wasn't me, in my body.
It wasn't me.
Natalie...
(inhales sharply)
I couldn't say,
how could I say, what could I say?
I wanted to be the person...
(voice breaking) The person you thought I was.
I know who you are, Natalie.
I know you.
You're...good.
(inhaling deeply)
I'm sorry.
Don't do this. Please.
Please don't do this. Don't.
(crying) Please. If I could do...
Please.
Listen to -- to me. Wait.
Whatever happened way back then --
No. Wait. Just wait.
No. Please. Look, it's --
It's not his fault. It's not her fault.
You -- You heard what they did to her.
You heard it. Please. Please.
You can't do this! No!
You can't do this! Please, no!
You can't --
No, John!
John!
(gasps)
(thud)
**
I want to get out of here.
We should just go.
I mean it.
Let's go home.
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