Previously, on "Ponies"...
Good morning. I am Eevi, your nanny.
I said that I was your boyfriend.
- Oh. - Ugh!
I need an "L" pill.
I'm not gonna give you a pill so you can kill yourself.
How dangerous is he, Andrei?
It's a sensitive undercover operation
to infiltrate a high level K.G.B. agent.
Of course he's dangerous.
You, hey. Come on, Lili.
Okay. Oh.
Oh.
Alan was busy having sex with Lily.
Shep's wife?
You're gonna contact Caterpillar,
and get the location of this facility.
Yes, that's our deal.
- Your husband was a mole. - No, you're gonna tell me.
Look... Oh!
- Oh! - When were you planning
on telling me that Vera is dead?
Wait, Caterpillar's never met Vera.
Caterpillar will see this woman up close.
So, unless any of you have another elderly Russian woman
- you'd trust with your life... - Dane, I do.
All right. I think she's okay.
Okay? Just okay?
No. Very good. Very good.
And... and also, you know, they're...
they're never actually gonna ask you these questions.
All you're gonna do is you're just gonna...
you're gonna sit on a bench
and a man's gonna come, he's gonna give you a package,
you're gonna take the package, bring it back to us, and that's it, that's the whole thing.
Well, unless of course you...
No, but that really is the whole thing.
- That's it. - Don't worry, Mishka,
I'm not afraid of a little danger.
- Okay. - Do you know what's dangerous?
Trading your mother's wedding ring to an officer
in the Waffen Sturm Brigade for three pieces of bread.
How did I not know that story?
When was I going to tell you that story?
While I was dropping you off at horseback riding camp?
It wasn't like, a fancy one, you know?
We... we like, cleaned the stalls,
did chores around the barn.
I still think I should be the one to take her to the meet.
- I am the one that she knows. - No.
We need you with Vasiliev tonight,
- at the poker game. - Yeah.
And, uh, this is really my responsibility,
you know, since Vera died on my watch.
Um, that wasn't my fault.
She fell, there wasn't anything I could do.
Well, the point I'm trying to make is that
I can... I can handle this.
Seriously, you can trust me.
Okay.
Young man, I have a request.
I need a nap.
And frankly, I could use a shower.
- Coffee candy? - Yes!
- Yeah! - Thanks, Baba.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
This is a tiny camera.
You squeeze the pack here to engage the shutter.
- Okay. - So, at the poker game tonight,
take pictures of everyone at the table.
Make sure their faces are clearly visible, okay?
We've never gotten this close to high level K.G.B. before.
I wanna know who's there, I wanna know who's talking
to whom, who's giving orders, and who's answering.
Yes, okay.
Find out Andrei's position in the pecking order.
Yep.
Okay.
Twila can manage things with your grandmother tonight.
You said it yourself.
What we need from Manya is very simple.
Look. Twila, okay, she can't speak Russian.
- Granted. - And, uh,
she's never been in the field by herself.
And she doesn't have the best history.
It's just... if something goes wrong...
then I don't know
that she has the capacity to be able to deal with that.
If something goes wrong, then the best person to have
on the ground is someone who's not emotionally invested.
- I know. - Someone who can be fearless,
which is her, not you.
If you wanna take a nap, that side's clean,
'cause I only sleep on this side.
This side was Chris' side.
Yeah.
Maybe someday you'll want to stretch out,
fill up the whole space.
Well, not... I... I don't need it.
It's a big bed.
Maybe not need, but someday you'll want to.
Maybe. Okay, I gotta get back to work.
I'll be back tonight, we can get ready together.
And listen, I just...
it's not too late, if you wanna change your mind.
What is the worst that can happen?
- I die? - Oh!
So what?
And what's the best that can happen?
I help you turn this bad year into a good year.
Or maybe a medium year?
I remember that.
Those little slips of paper, under a pillow,
when we were little on New Year's Eve?
- Mm-hmm. - Good year,
medium year, bad year.
- It's a Russian tradition. - Why did we stop doing that?
Your father made me stop.
His fault. He always picked a bad year.
He hated it!
"How could any year
away from the Nazis be bad?"
"How could any year in America be bad?"
No, if anyone should be worried,
it should be me about you, being here.
- I'll be fine. - You don't know that.
Funny they never made you take a typing course.
I mean, watching you type
reminds me of my son playing his little piano.
- You have a son? - Anyway,
I need to talk to you about tonight.
You are lucky enough to accompany me to the ballet.
Lili and I were supposed to take my counterpart
at the British Embassy, but...
she's come down with something again, and I don't fly solo.
I can't tonight.
I'm... not really a ballet person.
Okay, listen, sweetie.
This is a part of your job.
Try to be grateful, all right?
You're being paid to spend the evening
at the Bolshoi with diplomats.
Bet you never dreamed of that
as a little girl growing up in...
- wherever. - Indiana.
Yeah, okay, 7:30. Meet me in the garage.
Uh...
Sir?
You... you can't leave Lili home alone tonight.
Yeah? Why?
Why?
Well...
be... because she's having an affair.
I'm...
I'm serious.
- You... - She's cheating on you.
Wait, what?
I mean, you didn't... see the signs?
Maybe she's been distant lately.
And dressing up a little nicer for no particular reason.
Does everyone know?
No! No, no.
Of course not, no. I'm... I mean, you...
I'm just, you know, I'm...
I'm just a little more astute than most people in the office.
But I'm not gonna tell anyone.
Yeah, well, what would you do if you were, like...
- as a, um... - As a woman?
- Yeah, like, what would... - What would I want?
I'd want you to show up.
Yeah, but... but how?
Remember why you fell in love with her, and then...
show her that every single day.
Like tonight, you know, be her rock.
You know, she's sick, you're there with chicken soup.
Her knight in shining armor.
- Thank you. - Oh, of course.
And listen, um, I'm...
I am sorry about the... the ballet.
Oh! Oh, I'll get over it. Yeah.
These shitty colors are not for me.
What do you mean, shitty?
- They're... it's subtle. - The color of shit.
Well, yeah, you know, Vera's options were kinda limited.
She didn't exactly get to shop at Casual Corner.
No wonder she killed herself.
She didn't kill herself. It was an accident.
Doesn't mean she didn't pray for it.
Oh. My friend Valorie's reading that book.
- You like it? - Oh, it's a gift for someone.
- So... - Who?
Just this man I'm seeing. I'm not seeing him.
I just see him sometimes, for work.
- Is this Andrei? - No.
No, no, no. This is another man.
Now I know why you stayed in Russia.
No, it's honestly not like that.
Is he nice to look at?
Baba! Chris just died.
If you went grocery shopping with this man,
and he wanted a coffee, would he offer to buy you one as well?
Or would he just forget about you and get one for himself.
Chris did that to me one time.
One time, you learn a lot.
Look, it's not like he never got me coffee.
- Forget about it. - Yeah?
- Hey. You ready? - Okay.
Okay. You're gonna be fine. I love you.
- Don't worry. - Okay, okay.
The hair looks, uh, looks just...
No. I'm not fooled.
Please, please, please, please, please be careful.
- You too. - No, I'm talking to Twila.
Obviously, I'm gonna be careful.
Uh-huh.
Okay.
"This book is sure to get pulses racing.
Every woman west of the Mississippi has tried
her hand at taming rock and roll super stud...
Al King,
but they all meet the same fate, heartbreak.
Oh!
How did you know, by the way?
Well, you told me you love those books.
No, I mean, my birthday.
When is your birthday?
- Tomorrow. - I didn't know.
I didn't know. No, that was just a gift.
- Sorry. - It's okay.
- Is that... is that what the...
what the necklace is for, for your birthday?
Uh... No.
This is where I keep the suicide pill.
Oh.
Yeah.
Anyways, uh, this outfit...
- Yes. - ... it's looking great.
- Thank you. - Where is he taking you?
He is taking me to a K.G.B. poker game.
- A poker game? - Yeah. Mm-hmm.
- A gambler game? - Exactly.
Exactly.
So, uh... I should... I should go.
'Cause I... I... I need to meet him outside,
'cause I don't want him to come up.
And I told him that you were away with your family, so...
- Okay. - But, uh...
Okay, um, should... should I turn off
the lights so he doesn't see any in the window?
- Um... - Will... will he even see it
- in the day? - Let's not risk it.
Let me know how the book goes.
Oh, and happy birthday.
I was sorry about your husband.
I lost mine too, at about your age.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Sorry.
Yeah, but losing your husband was not as bad for you
as it was for my granddaughter.
Is it that obvious?
When Avram died, it was sad.
But there were greater losses in my life.
When I left Belarus, I had to leave behind
my best friend in the world, that...
we'd been friends since we were little girls.
- Mm. - Sofia.
You know where she is now?
- Sofia? - Yeah.
She probably got herself killed.
She was such a stupid girl.
I never laughed so much as I did with her.
My point is that it's hard to be like Bea,
and lose the love of your life.
But it's also hard to lose your husband
when your feelings for him are not so simple.
You know it wasn't always like that with Tom and I.
The beginning was exciting.
Talk about laughing? We... we never stopped laughing.
We had... great...
- physical... - Sex?
Yeah. Yeah.
He said when I met him
how much he loved that I wasn't like other women.
You know? And then the second we got married,
all he wanted was for me to be like other women.
- Other women? - Yeah.
- Mm. - Yeah.
- More traditional, you know? - Mm-hmm.
Just... felt like I was always disappointing him for not being
this person that I never claimed I was.
You know? It's like, uh...
he never fully knew me.
I guess I never fully knew him either, so...
Why do you say that?
I, uh...
found out something about him recently.
Something big, a secret, that you know if, uh...
if Bea found out, I...
I don't think she'd wanna be my friend.
Does this have to do with Chris, this secret?
Yeah, it does, yeah.
Tom is...
is the reason they died.
- You want my advice? - Please.
You're a good friend to Bea.
If she needs to know about this, you tell her.
If she doesn't, mm...
Hmm.
All right. Are you ready for this?
Yeah, yeah. Are you?
Hope so.
Fuck!
Oh, my God. They're fucking taking her.
Oh, my God. Fuck!
- Twila, what are you... - They arrested Manya.
- What... what happened? - It was a setup.
I mean, these two... two K.G.B. guys came in.
I... I was watching her the whole time, though.
- Fuck. - Where... where are we going?
- We're gonna go get her back. - Okay.
They do not take our people.
- Let's go. - Okay.
Mm.
Eevi, this smells just delicious.
- Is this another family recipe? - Yes, my mother's.
- Delightful. - Oh, careful, it's hot.
I can blow on it. Yeah, okay.
- It's a bit late. - Yeah.
Evening. Sorry to interrupt.
Ray, the, uh, Spanish ambassador is waiting in the office.
Didn't forget, did you?
No. Honey, I have to go.
- What? - This is about the hostages.
- Uh, slugger? - Oh, no.
Do everything your mom tells you to do.
- Ray? - All right?
- Excuse me. - I'm gonna get some more wine.
Bathroom.
Hey! What are you doing?
We need a car that can actually fucking drive.
That's the ambassador's car.
It's a matter of international security.
Thank you, sergeant.
- Head to the known safe houses. - Hey!
The bathroom is that way.
- Sorry. - Mm.
- Oh, guys? - Mm-hmm?
I think they're following us, the K.G.B.
Oh, they are.
- Now they are not. - Wow.
Their piece of shit cars can never make those turns.
Hmm.
No, no, no. No.
Was it America?
Mm. Good.
Good, then you won't be afraid
when I tell you where we're taking you next.
Hmm.
At Lefortovo,
your new home will be a cell the size of a coffin.
You'll eat once a day
a meal that contains small pieces of glass.
Mm.
You'll try to escape into dreams at night,
but we don't allow our prisoners to sleep.
You'll be paid regular visits by a man
who calls himself a doctor, but he isn't.
He'll inject you with a chemical that will damage your nerves,
one by one, forever.
On the bright side, that means you'll feel the beatings less.
Of course, a guard or two may take pity on you
and rape you...
knowing that no other man alive
would ever fuck an old hag like you.
But you didn't understand any of that?
So now it'll be a nice surprise.
Help! It's Bea, they've taken my grandmother.
They've taken her to Lefortovo.
There... there's a building across the street.
It... it's... it's square and it's stone and it's really long.
It takes up, like, a whole block.
Tell Dane to fucking hurry, okay?
Broadcasting on an open channel.
Partners on the water, remember to watch
where you are going, click, click, click.
Click, click, same as before.
Two more times, two more times more.
However you have to go right ahead.
Click, click, click, click.
Very good, sir. Let us remember, click. Done.
Bea is in the Holy Trinity Church in Lenin Hills.
- Let's go there first. - Wow. Wait, wait.
- How'd you get that? - It's a code.
Obviously, yeah, but what... what's the code... what is it?
It's a secret code.
Take a left up here.
How the fuck did this happen, Ray?
How did anybody else find out about this meet?
I don't know.
Bea, I don't... I don't know what to tell ya.
I mean, we did everything according to plan.
You know what, I don't care. It doesn't matter.
It doesn't fucking matter. All that matters is getting my grandmother.
Yeah, I just wanted you to know that I did everything I could...
Twila, just stop, okay?
It's not about you.
Okay.
Let's go.
Manya, come on. Now!
Come on, we gotta do it now! Come on.
Baba! Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God! - Okay!
Oh, thank God!
Alright, everyone hold on!
No, wait. We have to save him.
- No! - The man in the van!
He's... he's Caterpillar! He helped us.
- Mikhail! - Okay, okay, okay.
Hey, hey, hey. Buddy? Look, look at me.
Look at me, you can do it. Three, two, one.
Mikhail! No!
- We have to go back! - No, we can't. We can't.
It's okay.
You can't leave him. He can't leave him.
I'm sorry, Baba. It's okay. It's okay. You're safe.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
That's not your fault.
- Oh! - It's okay.
It's okay. You'll be okay.
You owe me.
No, I'm sorry.
It's not safe for you to stay in the Soviet Union after what just happened.
We have to fly you back to the States.
Yes, you will. After I go to my village in Belarus.
It's a three day journey, that's all I ask. Three days.
Three days with us having to forge travel documents...
Oh, yes. Big problem.
I think you've done this before, haven't you?
We may have.
But if you get caught...
Yeah, if I get caught, what?
We won't be there to save you next time.
- You could die there. - Yeah.
And maybe I'm going to die soon anyway.
What is the worst case scenario?
Some K.G.B. officer catches me in a lie,
puts me in a Soviet prison, interrogates me, humiliates me?
And then I have to risk my life jumping off a moving vehicle
so that I pull a muscle in my hip?
- You pulled a muscle? - It's okay.
I took three Aspirin.
I did not get to choose when I left my home, or why.
Now I get to choose to go back there,
just to see it one more time.
And to see if anybody I left behind there is still there.
- Like Sofia? - Who?
Her best friend.
So, you will do this for me.
You know, I think this look suits you.
This look suits nobody.
I love this train station.
I feel like we're in Doctor Zhivago, or something.
Ugh, that movie?
No Russian with self-respect would enjoy that movie.
- Oh, okay. - It was so wrong.
Especially the station, the hellos and the goodbyes.
Who says hello with a little peck on the cheek?
When they've been separated for years?
British people.
Well, they should stick to their own stories,
not put their repressive nonsense onto us.
And look around you, look.
This is how Russians say goodbye.
My darling...
how am I going to live without you?
I'll die without you.
No, you won't, you'll be all right, you'll be all right.
- What? - If by some chance,
I don't make it back to America...
You're gonna be fine.
Probably, I'll be fine.
I'm very proud of you, Mishka.
We'll see each other again.
Do svidaniya.
Hi.
Just in time for the picnic.
Ooh! Lucky me.
It wasn't easy to get that one out.
- It should work. - Should work, huh?
So...
how was your night last night?
That bad?
I wish I could tell you.
Add it to our list of secrets.
I think he's just a regular person.
Yeah, but he's looking right at us.
Oh, probably because we're looking right at him.
Yeah, maybe he thinks we're on a date,
but here, hold my hand, that'll sell it.
Is he gone?
Yeah.
Hey! Hey, uh, you got a second?
- Okay. - I just wanted to tell you
I feel really badly about what happened.
I wish that there was something I could've done
to stop it, but, yeah I just I hate that
you and Manya had to... had to go through that.
Yeah.
Actually, um, I was just thinking
maybe we could have a little hangout, you know?
Casual, normal night, you know?
I could hear about everything.
Honestly, I kinda just wanna be on my own.
Oh.
That okay?
Yeah. No problem, yeah.
Those little slips of paper,
under our pillow, when we were little on New Year's Eve?
- Mm-hmm. - Good year,
medium year, bad year?
They don't have the American brands,
so I just got "Wheetos."
I don't know what the translation is.
Hey. Hey, bud.
What do you say, can I have a go?
Yeah? Oh!
Alright. Oh!
Oh, that was a good one.
Oh! And another one.
Where did he get this?
I- I don't know.
What is that?
Hey, buddy. Hey, um, you're not in trouble.
But you have to tell me where you found this.
It's okay, you can tell me.
What?
We have a mole. We have a fucking mole.
Yeah.
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