Scene after scene transpires as a discussion about togetherness—as eternal ideal and currency.
The episode is unique in the canon of the series for the sterling self-reflexivity of its sense of humor.
The series proves once again that action need not be explosive to be effective.
The episode frames its constituent parts as opposing forces, but in the end each element contributes to a coherent, if half-hidden, whole.
Having been told so many lies, Paige has now become the teller, her parents’ child after all.
The notion that one can simply pick up the pieces and move on is the season’s central illusion.
Indeed, it’s another faintly electronic rhythm, this one a music cue, that sends this dazzling season of The Americans hurtling toward its conclusion.
Professionals in the art of reading people are most vulnerable to misapprehension when their judgment is clouded by the personal.