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Previously, on Ponies ...

A small single-engined aircraft

crashed in a field

30km south of Moscow.

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 fuck 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 are key to our intelligence work.

Then let us do that.

We've been trying to turn

a Soviet agent.

Mrs. Grant

you will interact with CK Solar.

This is what you're gonna give him.

Mrs. 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.

It's not a question

of if there is KGB around.

Andrei Vasiliev.

There will be.

Snowshoe's dead.

Is that him?

Snowshoe's recruit?

Is he always like that?

Like what?

Like he's having a heart attack.

Yes.

Winged horse over the entire world.

Twila, you could've killed someone.

I didn't know his coat was flammable.

Everything is flammable

once you light it on fire.

Okay, well the guy is fine. You could've been killed.

And I saved you. So you're welcome.

I am not ready to thank you.

You'll come around.

No. That man in there was terrifying.

Don't you just love that feeling, though?

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 dick measuring spy guy thing with them.

I don't know. He's KGB, I think.

His name is Andrei. He's a bad guy.

I tried to warn you.

- Winged horse, right? - Over the entire world.

Yeah. That bar is important.

Was important.

It no longer exists now.

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

You burnt the pub down?

Well, I mean, that's an exaggeration.

I'm sorry. Did I get that wrong?

Okay, how about we go with

you set the fucking pub on fire.

Is that an exaggeration?

No. That is... That's accurate.

How did you know what happened?

Are you following us?

Mrs. 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?

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?

- Yes! - Yes!

Good. Ray?

We need to train them.

Just the bare minimum.

How, though?

You... you can't exactly shortcut

the entire CIA training.

He could.

I'll call him in.

Who? Call... call who in?

Did you use your cover?

Yes.

To whom?

Andrei Vasiliev.

What are you eating?

The train comes from Sweden

with Western supplies once a month.

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 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 service

but you know

I could've 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... 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, god, no, no, no.

Nothing like that.

You're gonna get me into trouble.

It's just dinner.

Tomorrow night at seven, at The Praga

7:00 p.m. I know.

- I know. Look at that face. - Amazing.

Naughty. No, he's a married man, alright?

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?

- There you go. - Okay, no.

I shouldn't...

This is Emile.

He knows everything about your arrangement with us.

He's in French intelligence

and he's 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.

Okay, so he's not French.

And my name is not Emile.

But to you, he will be Emile.

In Moscow, they kill our men.

In America, we kill 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 Mrs. Grant.

Oh, you want me to...

- Yes. - Yeah, okay.

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

So, if you're not training me, you're

you're what... you're gonna send me home? Right?

You can't.

Sure, you know, I 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... I have no boundaries, so...

I've noticed.

Please.

I would rather die here than go back.

Mrs. Hasbeck, I'm not gonna 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.

You have good instincts for field work.

Thank you.

Your lack of fear