After the break, it's the obligatory macabre/darkly sexy scene set to "In the Air Tonight." Philip and Elizabeth drive out to dispose of Timoshev's body, neither one saying a word, both of them going over the implications of everything that was said and done in that garage. The camera work is very tight, but it looks like they end up at some harbor where they pour acid on Timoshev's body, zip him up in a body bag and dump him in the water. Elizabeth looks way haggard. That beautiful hair of hers could use a treatment. Back in the car, they finally look at each other and I guess the heteronormativity of Philip playing the hulking man who avenges his lady was what finally did it for her, because she climbs on top of him and kisses him. And then, while Phil Collins's vocals leer at them, Philip and Elizabeth Jennings finally consummate their marriage for real.

The next morning, Philip makes sure Elizabeth's make-up is covering her bruises, while she doesn't think they can do the same for his swelling. At the breakfast table, the kids don't seem to notice. Henry's still talking about the planets and the moon and astronauts. "The moon isn't everything," Elizabeth says, though much more good-natured than normal. "Just getting into space is an accomplishment." Oh, go tell it to Sputnik, lady. The phone rings and Elizabeth answers. We don't hear who it is, but she's shocked and gives Philip a look.