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What's her name?

Abigail.

So she's your ex-girlfriend,

but you still have

a framed photograph

of the two of you.

It's a good photo.

If you insist.

You know, it doesn't matter.

None of it matters

anymore, does it?

She's seeing

someone else, anyway.

[Hollis] I saw them together before

you turned up on my doorstep.

And you regret

breaking it up with her.

- How'd you know?

- What happened?

I... I was an a**hole.

Got to this place where

I hated the comfort of it.

Felt like I was settling.

We were together

for five years and...

I thought that maybe

I could do better.

I don't know, it turned me

into an awful person.

I was drinking a lot and, uh...

finally she had enough

of this, you know?

Walked out.

You know, just because you

haven't found a better companion

this, this break up doesn't mean

you made a mistake.

No.

No, but I still made a mistake.

I really loved her.

I still do.

And I traded the yes for a maybe

and I can't even tell you why.

You know, I-I really

had a chance with her

and I f***ed it up and now

I may never get another.

Hollis...

when we get to Phoenix

you'll be safe.

You'll get your chance.

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[Hollis]

So where's his house?

Around the corner,

then down half a block.

What, you don't wanna be closer?

No.

Uh, but the street's empty.

Deliberate choice.

Uh, uh, just so we're clear

you don't trust the guy

at the alleged safe haven?

You're thinking

about this wrong.

I wasn't thinking

about it at all

but now I'm more worried

than before.

- Good. Use that fear.

- What?

Be cautious.

That will get you far.

Oh, um, I can't believe

I'm asking this again

but do you know

what you're doing here?

This is the right choice.

This man can help.

But your parking

would suggest otherwise.

In our profession,

shared-by or host

to trust is a luxury

we can't afford.

Is he gonna be happy to see you?

When I left my post in Arizona,

I also left behind Rodney.

- You guys were a thing?

- Our marriage was...

He's your husband?

- No.

- Ex-husband?

A marriage arranged

by the agency.

- For real?

- To solidify our cover.

- And to spy on America?

- Among other things.

Aren't we allies?

What happened between you two?

Even though we weren't

working side by side

Rodney would have preferred

if I had remained by his...

continued to be his wife.

Oh, this is just great.

[doorbell ringing]

[birds chirping]

[knocking on door]

C-can't you just do your thing?

You know, your, uh,

your-your thing.

I don't think Rodney

would appreciate that.

Come on. I know a place

we can go in the meantime.

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[Natalie]

I like it here. It's humbling.

Where are you from?

Just outside London.

I was instructed for the longest

time to stay right here...

but whenever

I didn't feel like it

I would come out here

and take a break from it all.

From British espionage?

No, from pretending.

I've spent so much time

in America trying to fit in.

Away from everyone,

surrounded by strangers.

Well, that can happen

even if you're from here.

It's isolating.

- Well, it was your job.

- Yeah.

- A unique line of work.

- Considered it more of a duty.

Yes, but at some points,

the payment didn't match up

with the price.

Emotional toll?

I used to believe in what I do.

I just don't know

when it stopped.

"Vitameatavegamin."

Excuse me?

That wasn't a part

of your upbringing?

It's considered the most famous

episode of "I Love Lucy."

[chuckles]

Can't believe

you haven't seen it.

Yeah, I think I may

have missed that class.

Huh. I used to get a few laughs

from that one at dinner parties.

[laughs]

What about your job?

Taking pictures?

You know, Arizona is the home

to the largest

Native-American reservation

the Navajo Nation.

I didn't know that.

In their culture, they consider

taking a photograph of someone

is like stealing their soul.

No, I've never

subscribed to that.

Thought you were gonna say

"It doesn't matter

'cause I don't have one."

Well, you're helping me.

It can't be all that bad.

[sighs]

I really wish you'd

let me bring my camera.

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[wind chimes chiming]

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[speaking in foreign language]

No?

[mumbles]

[sighs]

Okay.

[speaking in foreign language]

Tricky.

[speaking in foreign language]

There you go.

All good.

[speaking in foreign language]

- Adios.

- Gracias.

[speaking in foreign language]

- No.

- No?

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Okay?

[car door shuts]

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[engine revving]

Chewing, you don't

practice that anymore?

[chuckles]

It's been a while.

[chuckles]

I figured, which is why

at the last minute

I decided to procure

the necessary ingredients.

Oh, apologies again for not

being here when you arrived.

- Mm.

- No, not at all. Thank you.

Hm.

Hollis, are you familiar with

spreadable marshmallow paste?

- Uh, yeah.

- Guess it's a sweet confection.

- Isn't it?

- Uh, my mother bought Fluff.

- We were brand-name snobs.

- Oh.

Well, by itself,

its chemical makeup

is unapologetically simple.

Corn syrup, sugar syrup

vanilla extracts and egg white

but it's when you add

the peanut butter...

That magical Fluff and Nutella.

[Rodney] Oh, it made Natalie

weak in the knees.

I mean, she'd put down

at least three a day

when we shared a life.

Oh, I never would have guessed.

[Rodney]

Oh, it's the absolute truth.

I was, uh, partial to Nutella

and my Fluff.

Hm. You were chasing

the taste of the smalls.

- Yeah, I guess I was.

- Yeah.

Well, I never particularly

approved neither combination.

Rodney was always against

my fascination, you see?

[Rodney] Hm, I thought

it lacked sophistication.

It was a child's dish.

Didn't stop me from

catching you making

peanut-butter banana sandwiches.

Hm, hm. Touche.

I believe you Yanks call it

the, the Elvis Presley.

All hail the King.

[Rodney]

Nevertheless, uh

it's when I started studying

marshmallow cream

that I decided

to support Natalie

in her effort to anchor

her entire diet around it.

Are you familiar

with its beginnings?

- Uh-uh, no, not at all.

- Oh, it's fascinating.

You see, it started

with this confectioner

called Archibald Query.

He was a resident

of Somerville, Massachusetts

at 106 Bromfield Lane,

to be exact.

And he was credited

with inventing it in 1917.

And he was making it

in his kitchen.

- And selling it door-to-door...

- But then?

But then, World War I

caused a shortage of sugar

his key ingredient,

so he had little but no choice

than to sell his recipe

to these two candy makers

from Lynn, Massachusetts,

Alfred Durkee and Fred Mower.

This was the first incarnation

to hit the store shelves.

- It's fascinating.

- Mm-hmm.

And yet we haven't quite

arrived at the point.

- Have we?

- Yes.

As you're well aware

Massachusetts

is one of six states

that makes up the questionable

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