I think this will probably be the first episode of The Americans that I won't be rewatching. Not because of the quality - it was excellent as always - but it was so excruciating. Poor Lois Smith :(

Emma is one of the best portrayals of a teenage girl on TV right now. Olivia Cooke manages to balance the perfect amount of quirkiness and vulnerability without overplaying either one of those traits.

When Norman started shrieking and banging the bed up and down I almost started lighting candles and praying to Jesus. Somebody call the law!

I was 16 years old and in my first year of sixth form when I watched that film for the very first time (we were studying the book for English/American Lit, and I had just discovered Steinbeck) so yes, it hit a particular time in my life too :)

See, there is always so much subtle stuff going on during those 'slow' scenes of The Americans that I'm always totally hooked to every minute of an episode.

Man, taste is subjective and all and I totally respect that, but it makes me so sad whenever I hear someone say they gave up on The Americans :(

I don't exactly hate this show - at most I find it entertaining but immensely overrated - but god do I wish The Americans got even half the hype that House of Cards has. It is a superior show in every way. Even acting wise - sorry Kevin Spacey, but Robin Wright has always been the MVP of the cast to me.

The Americans needs the ratings though!

Only thing I liked… no, LOVED about this episode were all the shoutouts to Matthew Rhys's character on The Americans.

I don't really mind it (then again, I am an unabashed fan of Betty Draper). In a genre that has not traditionally been very friendly to women, I love that The Americans has always had female characters of substance and importance with their own agencies. And they are all so different and varied. This particular aspect…

The last scene of the series will be a final face off between Gaad and Mail Robot, with the latter finally developing a Dalek-ized voice emulator with a menacing, "Spokoynoy nochi, John Boy."

The image of a sullen Philip in that wig watching a man burn to death felt like the most traumatic inspiration for an emo rock band ever. Eat your heart out, My Chemical Romance.

I actually don't know if 'sympathise' is the word I wanted to use. Feel for? Invest in?

I actually saw him as more of a tweaked out Kurt Cobain (one could argue, what other Cobain is there [tasteless joke]), but that's a decade too early so your comparison is probably more apt.

Agreed. What a great job he did, very impressive.

When I heard the opening chords of the song begin, I just *might* have squealed a little and clapped excitedly.

Coming straight off Season 3 of House of Cards has actually made me appreciate The Americans ten times more, and I didn't think that was possible because I already adore this show an insane amount. I bring up HOC because it's the only other popular show I can think of at the moment that also focuses on a marriage of…

I don't know, maybe it was out of character but I always felt that Claire had slightly more of a conscience than Frank and eventually something had to give. Maybe this was a slightly lazy and easy way to do it but I enjoyed the fallout immensely. Fight! Fight! Fight!

I know this show isn't exactly known for subtlety, but Viktor Putin was so on the nose it was just hilarious. They even managed to slip in the former KGB background and a recent divorce. Lars Mikkelsen managed to convey the sinister yet strangely hilarious charm of the real deal. It was excellent casting.

I half expected Philip to address Jesus as 'Mr. Christ', like Piper did on Orange is the New Black when she was trying to pray.