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[instrumental music]

You must know your enemy.
He’s ruthless, he’s cunning.

He comes from a people
who for centuries

has cultivated the art
of confusing, dividing

and ruling his opponents.

He’s backed by
an espionage organization

with enormous funds.

His aim is to destroy you

and the enemy is
no amateur at his job.

’Now, the first
of this film series deals’

with the concealed weapon
techniques of your enemy.

Yes?

[speaking in foreign language]

Speak in English.
The enemy is English.

If we’re to defeat him,
we must think with his mind

and speak in his language.

Excuse me, I wish to know

if these techniques
have changed much

since you are with MI6.

Basically, no.

We English are conservative
and resist progress.

[laughing]

(video narrator)
’John Henry Mattock.’

’Cover job,
manager of a travel agency’

’in Casablanca.’

We English are conservative
and resist progress.

’two very interesting items.’

’This watch
is a transistor radio.’

’What appeared to be an ordinary
Swiss seven jewel alarm’

’was in fact a minute
transmitting set.’

’The metallic strap
acting as an aerial.’

’The mechanism was pre-tuned and
locked on a preset waveband.’

’Every two hours, the watch
mechanism sent out a signal’

’automatically
to be picked up on VHF’

’and retransmitted by more
powerful relay stations.’

’Inscriptions on the back
of these watches are used’

’as identifications and
are changed every two months.’

’Ronald Parks.’

’Cover job,
overseas representative’

’for office equipment firm.’

’You will notice
the two pens in this’

’operator’s breast pocket.’

’When he was eventually
picked up’

’this pen was found
to be a compendium’

’of survival and offense.’

’Not exactly an unknown gadget.’

’The British issued them
to the French Resistance’

’in the Second World War.’

’But this one
had several new ideas.’

’First, an insurance
against failure.’

’The "L" or death pill.’

’This pen also contains
two small needles.’

’One containing pentothal’

’the truth serum’

’and the other, ejected
by using the filling lever.’

’And even more effective
aimed at the heart’

’the temples or the kidneys.’

’Peter Rosser.’

’Code initial, "K."’

’Cover job,
professor of archaeology.’

’The watch and a cavity ring’

’containing a magnesium flash’

’strong enough
to temporarily blind’

’or to photograph with.’

’In fact,
four of the six weapons’

’demonstrated in this film’

’were found on the body
of this man.’

[cars horn honking]

Um, please, how much is that?

Thirty piasters.

Here.

- Thank you.
- Welcome.

[dramatic music]

Picture, mister?

[music continues]

[knocking]

Come this side of the counter.

What?

You’re coming with us.

[elevator whirring]

Read.

[indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

- "Mr. Rosser."
- "Professor Rosser."

Oh! I was a professor once.

In Tahara.
No, it was in Kuwait.

I liked being a professor.

Mr. Rosser,
regarding your telegram

"To Trent Brothers, Bombay

"We regret delay
in dispatching it

"owing to technical defects.

Supervisor."

So, your message never went.
Pity.

So much careful cover wasted.

Tell me, did you ever
have to kill one of us?

Mm.

Yeah, that’s very unpleasant

this side of our work.

Look..

...I’ve got 50 gold coins
in my belt.

Thank you, but what will
they buy in Siberia?

We’ll get down here.

Another sacrifice of Barback.

There are many
excavation holes.

It’s very safe...for us.

Please.

Just a little further, please.

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

[instrumental music]

Yes, priority cable
to London.

Mack Travel, Covent Garden.

’Message reads’

’"Still no form available
on Middle East stakes. Stop.’

’"Your horse
maybe a non-runner.’

’Signature, Trent Brothers."’

The bid, please.

"Your horse may
be a non-runner?"

Well, that doesn’t tell us much.

Except, there’s
a distinct possibility

old Rosser won’t be
collecting his pension.

Or the routine CB
for surviving.

Mm.

It’s a pity work
of a espionage

doesn’t make you a superman.

We’re a figment
of modern folklore, Jackson.

But a sitter for the 39 steps.

And if old Rosser’s taken
the 40th step

we’re really in trouble.

When did he say he’d report?

Well, his last cable was
nearly a week ago.

Here they are.

"Details following the 16th."

Two days overdue?
It’s not like him at all.

"Oil treaties seriously
in danger."

Now which treaties?
What danger?

I mean, are all our people
so bloody cryptic?

Maybe one of the other
departments has something on it.

Well, what do they have?

You’re talking as if we’re all
on the same side or something.

We all spend more money
and effort keeping secrets

from one another than we do in
getting them from the enemies.

- It’s bloody ridiculous.
- ’Yes, sir.’

- Duty officer.
- ’Right.’

Maybe Rosser had to get out
of Lebanon quickly.

Yeah, but he’d report
from wherever

he was for heaven sake.

[knock on door]

Yes, sir.

Ask Bombay for further details

properly coded and sent through
security route AJAX.

- Right, sir.
- And send ours via Nassau.

If there’s nothing new
by midnight

we’ll have to send somebody out.

Well, now, what are
the local events

in the sunshine city of Beirut
in lovely Lebanon this week?

- Couldn’t say offhand.
- We’ll find out.

We’re the travel agency,
aren’t we?

Accredited members
of the association.

I want to know
every state and public event

for the next seven days.

Exhibitions, conventions..

Anything that might provide us
with a cover for an operator.

Do we have any left
in the Middle East?

We’ll have to use someone
from the "B" register.

Poor bastard.

You have a more humane
suggestion?

- No, sir.
- Well, if I had a pro left..

She was certain they didn’t
know as well as we do

I’d use him.

Fine job those defecting
red boys have done.

Now, get me out a cross-checked
list of everyone in there

who might legitimately attend

any of the coming week’s
events in Beirut.

May the Lord have mercy
on his soul.

- Anything?
- No, sir.

Oh, yes.

What’s on in Beirut?

Not very much,
I’m afraid.

"State visit
from the Prince of Zahlouf

"next Wednesday.

There’s the
"14th Postwar International

"Malaria Conference
being held in the university.

"Ten English doctors attending.

"And a Russian Aeroflot
airliner is due tomorrow

in the second stage of
around-the-world peace flight."

Alright.
Is Jackson still here?

- In the office, sir.
- Okay.

Water’s on the boil,
if you’d like some coffee, sir.

Thanks, but we better
keep it boiling.

This could turn
into a caffeine night.

Alright, sir.

Now, who’s the Price of Zahlouf?

- Zahlouf?
- Yes, it’s a state visit.

"Prince of Zahlouf."

- Oh, never mind.
- This isn’t my night, is it?

No, there’s still time.
What have you got?

Not much, I’m afraid.
But they’re the most possible.

Alright..

"Edward Carl-Ross.

service manager,
European Automobiles."

He once helped us get someone
out of East Germany.

He didn’t know what he was doing
but he did it very well.

What he’s supposed
to be doing in Beirut?

- Looking for business?
- Not good enough.

"Reverend Dudley-Calford.

"Runs ties to the
Iron Curtain Cathedral.

Age 52, retired.

Had his public bother
in Canterbury.

We got him out of it.

In return he’s delivered
a few messages.

Prague, Budapest.

Well, if we’ve blackmailed him.
Certain there.

"Foreign correspondent.

"Ex-senior policeman.

Export manager,
breakfast foods.."

Look, this isn’t
what we want at all.

I know, we’re scraping
the barrel, but what else?

The malaria conference
is our best bet

but we’re short on doctors.

Well, wasn’t there a neurologist

up in Liverpool,
or a Czech or a Pole

who helped us out
in Hungary in ’48.

We paid him
with a British citizenship.

- He died last year.
- Oh, for God’s sake.

There must be more than one
doctor on the register.

There’s a GP in Somerset.
Dr. Love, I think.

You used him once
during the war in Burma.

Did I?

That’s what it says on the card.

"Dr. Jason Love, widower.

"Studied medicine ’46 to ’51

"Oriel College, Oxford
Bartholomew’s Hospital, London

MBBS 1951."

Huh.

"War service, 1939, ’45

"India, Burma, Chittagong.

Major trials, 1944.."

- Chittagong? I’ve got him.
- Anything dramatic?

No, no, no, no.
It was a piddling business.

He helped us root out
an enemy agent

operating one of those
cake tin radios.

He sounds
marvelously qualified.

Well, at least he’s a doctor.

Now, all we have to do is
persuade him

to drop his practice
and dash off to Beirut.

- Very simple, I’m sure.
- Now, what are his weaknesses?

Anything usual once,
unfortunately.

Well, he must
want something, Jackson.

Everybody
wants something.

Maybe he just wants
a quiet life.

He must have some lust,
some fear

something
that’s exploitable.

You’re not a believer in the

dignity of man are you, sir?

Well, there’re
too many men for that.

"Clubs, international sports.

"Oxford and Cambridge.

Cord Car Club, USA."

- Never heard of a Cord car.
- Hm?

Well, it’s the most
expensive American

status symbol
ever put on wheels.

It’s practically a legend.

It was made in the ’30s.

Years ahead of its time.

Supercharged, super-souped..

It was a car
of the young millionaires.

I’d say Dr. Love
is a car fetishist

who isn’t giving in
to middle-age.

- Thank you very much.
- Not at all.

- Dr. Love?
- Yes.

I’m glad I caught you.

I’d like to discuss something
rather personal.

Oh, I’m sorry. I’m just
going away for three weeks.

My vacation.
A Dr. West is in there.

And he’s a very good man.
He’s better than I am.

But this isn’t
a professional visit, doctor.

I don’t know
whether you remember me.

It’s merely 20 years ago.

MagGillivray.
Douglas MagGillivray.

No, I’m sorry,
the name’s familiar but

uh, not insurance, is it?

Chittagong, ’43.

Chittagong? Good Lord.

I was almost a virgin surgeon
in those days.

Yes, I remember you. You were
a carman in intelligence.

- No less.
- That’s right. Yes.

Tell me whatever happened
to that, uh

Indian fellow we caught with
the, uh, radio in a cake tin?

He’s probably
in the Indian cabinet by now.

[laughing]

Well, if you’ll excuse me,
I’m trying to get

uh, to the air ferry
by 9 o’clock.

Doctor, this is rather urgent.

What could be so urgent
after 20 years?

Look, uh..
May I ride with you?

Yes, alright, if you don’t
mind dangerous driving.

Follow us, Wilson, will you?

Try to follow us, Wilson.

Well, now, she’s certainly..

Certainly a rare beast.

[laughs]
Oh, she’s more than that.
She’s unique.

As far as I know,
this is the only open one

left in the country.

Retractable headlights,
front-wheel drive

supercharged V8 engine

electrical gearbox,
Just think.

All that in 1937.

A vintage year.

’About the only thing that’s
hasn’t come on with my car is’

’an engine and a wheel
in each corner.’

There’s only one Cord rarer
than this one

and that’s the LeBaron.
Oh, the LeBaron.

They cost over $8000
before the war.

Cost even more now
if you could find one.

Would you give that
for an old car?

I’d give anything
for that old car.

Now, hold on to your medals.
Here we go.

[engine revving]

[horn honking]

- What about that engine?
- What?

- The engine.
- Yes, it is a bit noisy.

Doesn’t she take them
beautifully?

- How are the brakes?
- Wonderful.

Stop at a sixpence.
Hold tight.

[tires screeching]

Well, that’s new.
I have to get that adjusted.

Might be as well.

Now, then, general, or field
marshal or whatever you are now

what is this urgent
personal business

you wanted to see me about?

There’re no Indian spies
in our village.

I want to ask your help
in something

not unlike that little affair.

You can’t be serious.

I’m looking for a doctor

who’d like a free ticket
and expenses

to attend a malaria conference
in the Lebanon.

[chuckles]
Well, you’re not looking

this one’s bought

his own ticket
to the South of France.

Listen to this supercharger.

[engine rumbling]

[engine clanking]

Bloody lead’s come lose again.

Won’t be a minute.

The lead’s alright.
It must be the carburetor.

Give me the toolkit, will you?
It’s behind the seat.

Alright.

Trouble is people think
we’ve got armies of agents

to send everywhere.

It’s the carburetor, alright.

That’s what it is.
It’s the carburetor.

The fact is we’re a small,
understaffed

hard-pressed group
of badly paid civil servants.

Yes, well, who isn’t? That’s why
I need three weeks holiday.

- Forceps. Um, spanner.
- Hm?

That’s why we have to ask

sometimes members
of the public to help us.

Well, why pick on me? Give me
the small one, will you?

Well, you’re the only doctor
on our list.

We just want to make contact
with our man in Beirut.

It couldn’t be simpler.

Dirt in the jet. That’s what
it is. Dirt in the jet.

I just thought
you might be prepared

to help your country again.

Don’t appeal to my patriotism.

As far as I was concerned

the war was over years ago.

Trouble, sir? Can I help?

Yes, as a matter of fact,
you can.

Look, could he nip back to that
garage at the crossroads

and get hold of a mechanic
called Fred?

Yes, of course.

He’s an old man with a limp
and arthritis in both hands

but he’s been a mother
to this car.

Very good, sir.

Well, I’ve had that pain.

You want one of these?

No, thanks, I don’t smoke.

What do you think happened
to your man down there?

Well, who knows?

Maybe he’s had an accident.

Been knocked down,
lost his memory?

Or just pushed off
on a holiday. Wise man.

I don’t necessarily think
there’s any mystery.

I just want to know,
that’s all.

How you’re gonna find out now?

Well, locate another doctor
and pay his price.

Lotsa luck. What’s the weather
like in Beirut now?

Beautiful.
Between 70 and 80.

- Ideal holiday country.
- Hmm.

How long do you normally allow
for a job like this?

Two or three days, maybe four.

I’m sorry about your plane.

Look, suppose I was
mad enough to do this

what is there in it for me?

Well, what do you want there
to be in it for you?

I don’t know
the rate for the job.

Well, we’d certainly compensate
you for your delayed holidays.

Say, pay all your
expenses in France.

No, no, no, no. Forget it.
I’m not really interested.

Well, I’m sure you don’t want
another Military Cross.

You know, it’s really
rather a pity

you’ve got one of these still.

On the other hand,
it’s not a LeBaron, is it?

You couldn’t get a LeBaron.

We have ways of getting
most things.

What’s the, uh,
nightlife like in Beirut?

Fabulous.

- And the food?
- Four star.

You’d never get a LeBaron.
He-he-he..

Well, if I knew where to get,
well, I wouldn’t be calling you.

Well, find a LeBaron
and buy it.

As cheap as possible.

That’s the lot I think.
Air ticket.

Conference invitation,
identification page

passport and visa, currency
and a photo of Rosser.

How’s he taking it?

Seems to think
it’s some sort of joke.

Let’s hope he’s right.

[knock on door]

- Yes?
- Dr. Love, sir.

(MacGillivray)
’Well, did they get you
fitted out, alright.’

Fitted out. I feel
like a commercial traveler.

Look at this. Joke pen.

Fires a Novocain dot
15 yards.

And take a look at this
do-it-yourself spy kit.

We have enough drugs here
to kill half

the population of Lebanon.

And here, enough pentothal
to get the truth

out of a whole hospital full
of psychopathic liars.

And, of course, another pen

to inject it with.

Oh, really, MacGillivray.
It’s too ridiculous.

What do I need this stuff for?

Well, you probably don’t
but having them

helps psychologically.

Well, it doesn’t help me
psychologically.

You sure there’s nothing
dangerous in this?

Well, we wouldn’t be
negotiating for a LeBaron Cord

for absolutely nothing,
would we?

You found one?

Well, we put a requisition
in for one.

Oh, well..

So as long as it’s clearly
understood that I’m not

a cross between Superman
and a spy in black..

Yes, well, I do hope
you’re not because that kind

of exhibitionism
always ends in tragedy.

Come on now.
I’ll get you to the dentist.

Dentist?

What the hell
do I need a dentist for?

This minute transistor

will fit quite comfortably
into the cavity

left by your old filling,
doctor.

Oh, yeah.

It could be sensitized
by a slight rub

with any piece of foil
or a silver paper.

- Is that so?
- ’Mm-hmm.’

’I shall now cover the device’

’with a special plastic’

um, which can be removed
quite easily.

- Thank you very much.
- Mm-hm.

Alright? Excellent. Excellent.

Well, we have to be at London
airport within the hour.

- Mm-hmm.
- Nearly finished?

And, fortunately,
he had an excellent cavity

in the lower left molar.

- Oh, good.
- Right.

- You can rinse now.
- Yes, do rinse now.

What am I supposed to get on
this thing, worker’s playtime?

It’s strong enough to drive
most electronic instruments mad

it knocks them off balance.

It also beams
an emergency signal.

And then I suppose
you’ll send one of those nice

fitted trunks to pick me up.

No, I know you, you’re
helping me psychologically.

Now let me get you
out of this.

No, let her do it.
She’s much prettier.

Alright.

When you change
planes at Rome

one of our people will
make contact.

They’re waiting for these.

They would identify themselves
by the phrase

"Business hardly warrants
keeping me here.

It’s been a bad year."

And you would reply,
"A bad year everywhere."

You mean you people are still
doing this sort of thing?

Yeah.
Well, you’ll hand them these.

You’ll miss
the first two connections

then you’ll get
the 13:45 to Beirut.

You’re booked in
at Rosser’s hotel, The Alcazar.

Oh, that’s very cozy. Now,
what’s that, uh, password again?

"Bad year everywhere."

"Bad year everywhere."

Now, this watch is another
identification. Wear it, hmm?

I suppose that contains
another radio.

As a matter of fact, it does
but the instructions

are in your wallet.

"Love from uncle?"

Now, this is your most
important identification.

Page 334

of Plato’s dialogues.
Oxford pocket edition.

The key words are underlined.

"And he who lies himself
to be taken prisoner

"may as well be made a present
of to his enemies.

"He is their lawful prey.

Let them do
what they like with him."

If you were one
of my patients, I think

I’d have you certified.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter on PA]

[speaking in foreign language]

- Excuse me. Are you English?
- Yes.

Did you just come in
on the London plane?

That’s right.

Well, I’m supposed
to be meeting someone.

Have you all
come through customs?

Yeah, but don’t
be nervous because

the airline business is, um

uh, been very bad
everywhere this year.

What?

For business.
It-it’s bad, isn’t it?

What? Business generally
or yours in particular?

- Oh.
- Ah! There she is.

Look, it’s been so nice
talking with you.

Just to cheer you up, I guess it
isn’t as bad as you think it is.

- What?
- Business. Bye-bye.

[indistinct chatter]

Would you mind
if I borrowed your bag?

Only for a moment.

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

’The laugh. Happy! Yes!
That’s right! Now..’

Beautiful, beautiful. Allora!
And again. Once, once more.

The smile. Teeth, lots of teeth.

Beautiful. Beautiful.
Very good. Very good!

[gasps]

(photographer)
’And again, huh?’

[speaking in foreign language]

’Slowly. Look for someone.’

[speaking in foreign language]

- Magnifico. We have enough.
- Yes.

Thank you.

- It’s heavy, isn’t it.
- What was all that?

Was that press,
or publicity or--

No, fashion magazines.

Business hardly warrants
keeping me here.

It’s been a bad year.

I see.

What did you say?

It was not important.

It was.

It’s been a bad year
everywhere.

Wait there.

Don’t worry about this outfit.

I’ll get it back to
the couturiere.

For the gentleman wants
to buy me a cappuccino.

Don’t let him make you
late tomorrow, huh?

And don’t let Pepe
make you late.

This is a pleasant surprise.

Let’s have some coffee.

- You have something for me?
- Hm?

You have something for me?

Oh, yes, these.

Are you in any other?
May I have a note?

- Cappuccino.
- Signorina.

I thought, um, contacts like you
only happened in paperbacks.

It is safest for you to wait
here until your plane goes.

Goodbye. And good luck.

Now wait a minute.
Whoa, whoa.

You can’t leave me
sitting there all alone

for three hours
drinking coffee.

Your plane leaves in two hours.

Not according to my itinerary,
I’m on the 13:45 for Karachi.

’Signore, due cappuccino.’

Coffee?

Grazie.

Sugar?

The 13:45
is Pan Orient Airlines.

It does not go to Karachi.

Do you have
any other identification?

Love from uncle.

You are to be more careful.

I was only joking about Karachi.

Leave 200 lira.

[indistinct chatter]

Wait a minute.

What did I do?

You told me
you were going to Beirut.

On that...you’re used to
replacing K. Get in.

Who’s K?

Never mind.

Oh, what the hell.
You must know the score anyway.

As it happens,
I didn’t.

Where you gonna take me,
Siberia?

Not exactly. I have
an apartment not far away.

You will be out of harm’s
way there.

[instrumental music]

Thank you.

And you can put that anywhere.

Fix yourself a drink. There.

I better get out
of these pajamas.

Call me if you need any help.

After all,
we’re in this thing together.

Well, this is nice.

You can wave to me from here
when I take off.

Which of your jobs
pays for this?

(Vikki)
’Modeling, of course.’

Mind if I look at your etchings?

Mm.

[telephone dings]

- These pictures are wonderful.
- Oh.

I’m going to get you
something to eat. Hmm?

No, no, no, please.

I had one of those
strange trays on the plane.

Don’t worry about me.

I’m not.

I’m worried about me.

I’ve been up since dawn.

The photographers
prefer the morning light.

So do I. But unfortunately,
I won’t be here on the morning.

Too bad. Over there.

You know,
I don’t believe any of this.

How long have you been
in this game?

I started with "Vogue." Ho!

That’s not what I meant.

I know what you meant.

Well?

Do you mind garlic?

It all depends
who’s breathing it on me.

Why do you do it? Don’t you earn
enough modeling?

In this business, it isn’t
polite to ask questions.

Which business?

- My business.
- Oh. Back to the garlic.

But, I’m curious about
one thing.

Why are they sending
you to Beirut and not me?

You’re not a doctor.

Doctor?

The malaria conference.

I see.

So that’s the cover.

[chuckles]
You know how you worry
in this business.

I wouldn’t know.
But I don’t know anything.

I don’t even know who this K
is you tell me I’m replacing.

- Oh, please, doctor, mm?
- No, really.

As soon as I’ve located a man
called Rosser in Beirut

I’m away, back to my practice
like a homing pigeon.

- I’m not one of your lot.
- You’re not?

No. I’m just doing this to help
out some old army acquaintance.

Well, they are giving me
a vintage car as well.

It’s such a stupid story.
It must be true.

[chuckles]
What’s your stupid story?

I don’t tell this
to everyone, but..

My mother was Mata Hari and
my father was Sherlock Holmes.

[laughs]
I’m sorry,
I didn’t mean

to pry, but how
many lovely lady spies

do I see
at my surgery?

Uh! It’s not done
to say spy.

What is done between people
in our, uh, line of business?

Not a great deal
of sleeping together.

It’s regarded
as unprofessional.

Now if one of the professionals
is an amateur..

[instrumental music]

You’re on the 13:45 to Beirut.

Look..

...if I were to
catch a later plane

but that’d be very,
uh, unprofessional.

Very.

You’re a little old for me,
of course but, you know

it’s terrifying,
when you look at like that

I’d tell you everything.

I’d give you my spy kit,
my password

identity papers,
traveler’s cheques, everything.

So, I must not tempt you.

Oh, please do. See how good
I’d be under torture.

[chuckles]

How you shave
around your mustache?

[chuckles]

I’ll demonstrate for you.

But you, you won’t be here
in the morning.

I’ve been known
to shave in the afternoon.

Shall I call the airport?
What’s the number?

Well, when you look at me
like that

I’m, uh, almost tempted
to give it to you.

That’s wonderful. We’d charge
the whole thing to expenses.

Now, wait a minute. Wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

I said I’d do
a job, I’d..

...better get it
over with first.

You English
are such Boy Scouts.

I’ll be back in a couple of
days. How ’bout on the way back?

[gasps]
Thanks.

But my moods
don’t last that long.

I’ll call you a taxi.

Things I do for England.

This is the last call
for passengers

traveling on
Pan Orient Airlines

’flight 275 to Beirut.’

[speaking in foreign language]

[bell dings]

Flight 275 to Beirut
is now closed.

That’s confirmed, Dr. Love.

Your reservation’s switched
to Middle East Airlines

flight 493 leaving at 15:40.

Will that give
you enough time?

I hope so.
Thank you.

Thank you,
doctor.

(woman on PA)
’Pan Orient Airline announced’

’the departure of
their flight 275 to Beirut.’

[baby crying]

[indistinct screaming]

[dramatic music]

[siren wailing]

[telephone ringing]

What’s all that made of?

It’s the Soviet dove of peace
on a world tour.

Well, you gotta hand it
to those Russkies

at least they pretend to sell
peace and not Coca-Cola.

[engine revving]

Are there,
uh, many English in Beirut?

Many English, many Aleman,
many French. Yes..

All foreign people come
for Jabal.

What’s that,
a local specialty?

Big blossom, big castle.
Very old, all broken down now.

Eh, my brother-in-law
Alfonse

he was taken there
in first-class American car.

Hey, hey, you want excursion,
day or night

you call my brother-in-law
Alfonse Farouk.

No, I don’t think I’ll have,
uh, much time for excursions.

Oh, keep, keep, you never know
what happen in Beirut.

- Bonjour, Monsieur.
- Bonjour. Good morning.

I’m Dr. Love.
I have a reservation.

- Dr. Love?
- Yes.

The booking
was made in London.

- But they said you were dead.
- Who did?

They called up
and canceled your room.

They said you had been killed
in an air crash.

Well, as you can see, I wasn’t.

Eh, oui, oui, monsieur.

It is most fortunate.
I’m sure we can find you a room.

The best room.
Ah, yes, doctor.

I have a beautiful room for you.

Number 207.

- Who canceled my room?
- I do not know, doctor.

Maybe someone from the airline.
Perhaps you have a friend there.

I’ll be very
interested to know.

Certainly, monsieur.

I will make it my business
to find out.

[speaking in foreign language]

Pleased to leave your passport,
monsieur.

Oh, yes, excuse me.

And, uh, may I take this?

Please, monsieur.

And please, relax.

Relax and try
and enjoy your stay with us.

Pan Orient Aviation,
s’il vous plait.

Thank you.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

"Not dead yet, love."

No signature?

No, they’ll get the message.

Four-eighty, please.

And I’d like to,
uh, make a local call.

Fifteen piasters.

It’s, uh.. Wait a minute.
Two, wait a minute.

2-5-1-3-4-0.

- Thank you.
- On telephone number three.

Thank you.

Uh, Alcazar Hotel?

Reception, please.

Oh, reception,
is Mr. Rosser in the hotel?

He’s not back yet, sir.

We tried his room
a little while ago

for another gentlemen.

Well, this the, um

University archeological
library.

We have a book here
of Mr. Rosser.

When will he be back?

Did he leave an address or
telephone number or anything?

No, but he’s often away
for a few days.

You may send the book here.

I see.
His room is 42, isn’t it?

Ah, 307. Thank you so much.

[instrumental music]

[intense music]

Stand up.

’Keep your hands
out of your pockets.’

’Raise ’em above your head.
Arms on to me.’

Don’t try any smart stuff.

Are you Rosser?

I’ll ask the questions.

Turn around.

Now, face me.

What do you want here?

I’m a friend of Rosser’s.

And you don’t even know
what he looks like.

Don’t give me that chat.

Who are you?

Well?

You’ll never believe this, but..

[grunts]

[groaning]

Alright, now,
what are you doing here?

If you won’t tell me about you,
then I’ll tell you about me.

I’m a doctor.
I came here for a conference.

Like you, Plato
is also my bedside reading.

I also do business
with the Mack Travel Agency

in Covent Garden.

We might have friends
in that firm.

On the other hand
we might not.

I’ll give you three
to prove it either way.

One..

You’ll never fire that thing.

Two..

Love from uncle.

You really a doctor?

Certainly.

I’m glad I’m not
one of your patients.

I see they’ve fixed you up
with Mack’s toys.

Only time I tried to use
one of those things

the bloody thing
blow up in my face.

Can I have my gun back?

Yes, of course.

I’m sorry
I hit you with that bag.

I’m not a pro
in this business.

Well, as one myself,
I should say you are learning.

But I’ll give you
a bit of advice.

Get rid of all that gear and
get yourself a good heavy gun.

Who are you after?

Rosser. Like you apparently.

Now, we call him K.

I was to look him up
on my way back from Singapore.

I’ve had a bit of jaundice
and I’ve got six weeks leave.

I thought your eyes
were a bit yellow.

Yeah, well, K and I used
to know each other in Penang

but he hasn’t been around lately

so I thought I’d have a look.

Where do you think he is?

In heaven, or hell.

I think it was rumbled.
I’ve been all through the room.

There’s no diary,
no engagement pad

no clue of any thoughts
of where he was going.

Just an airline ticket and a
copy of a post office message

about a cable
that hadn’t got sent.

Well, what do we do now?

We do the professional thing

we have a drink.

You mean, we just
walk out of the door?

Well, I’m not climbing out
the bloody window.

What happens
if somebody sees us up here?

We got lost. You worry
about the damnedest things.

Somebody must’ve
seen him leave.

Someone did.
We have to find out who.

How we do that?

We ask them.

That’s it.

Is any of it
bloody safe?

We’re down.

Oh.

Taxi!

Taxi!

- Does that interest you?
- What do I have to do?

You’ll get the other one
when you’ve done it.

See if any of the taxis
working the Alcazar

picked up this man
last Friday.

- Can I take it?
- Yes, but give it back.

Now, take us to come club,
somewhere with a bit of life.

Yes, sir!

I hear the Shan Noir
is quite active.

Shall I take you
to Shan Noir?

Why not?

You haven’t wasted your time,
have you?

[instrumental music]

Bring us a bottle of Scotch.

[speaking in foreign language]

And, uh, make sure
the seal isn’t broken.

Oui, monsieur.

Can’t be too careful
in these joints.

Not with jaundice you can’t.

Ah, don’t give me
all that doctor’s cobblers

about being careful.

Suit yourself.
You’re not on my panel.

No.

Voila, monsieur.

Yeah, leave it.
We’ll serve ourselves.

Oui, monsieur.

Twelve years
I’ve been in this joint

and I can tell you there’s more
raving kids in Bradford

the nerves than the whole
bloody, mysterious Orient.

Oh, cheer up, chum,
it’s all in a day’s work.

I saw a plane full of people
blow up today.

Yeah, I read about that.

Funny sort of accident.

I was supposed
to be on that plane.

I missed it.
Purely by chance.

Maybe it wasn’t an accident.

Maybe that explosion
has your name written on it.

Maybe they’re after you.

Oh, that’s ridiculous.

Well, planes don’t blow up
for no reason, matey.

Well, they don’t blow up for me.
I’m not that important.

Oh, do you know.
How do I know?

But there were 60 or 70 people
on that plane.

Well, maybe what they
are planning is worth it.

What on earth could be
going on that’s worth that?

We don’t know.

That’s why tomorrow
we have to find out

what was in K’s last cable.

I came here for fun, I came
here to change the routine.

And I’m already responsible
for the death of 60 people.

Any moment you might be
responsible for six million.

Any of us might.

Stop trying to figure it out

you may as well
take your kill pill now.

[music continues]

There I was selling
insurance in Bradford

happily miserable, and fairly
in a normal sort of way.

This fellow says, "We’ll give
you the government’s business."

They gave me business alright.

Now, the only one
I can’t get insured is me.

I’m a bad life risk.

You will be, if you go on
knocking that stuff back.

Oh, well, I’m not trying
to sell you insurance

so stop trying to sell me
medical advice.

(waiter)
’Your taxi is waiting, sir.’

- Give me the bill.
- No, I’ll take it.

Oh, God, I feel rough.

You enjoy the cabaret, sir?

Yeah..

Oui, monsieur.

Merci, monsieur.

I’m alright.
I don’t need an arm.

Hey, sir!
This man saw something.

- He want to tell you himself.
- Yes, I see something.

Give him ten.

I know your friend well.

I drive him three,
four times.

Did you drive him
last Friday?

- No.
- Oh, what bloody use is that?

He saw something!
He saw something!

Did you see him
leave the hotel?

- I saw.
- What did you see?

Uh, he go with two men in car.

- In a taxi?
- No, taxi. American car.

What make?
What kind of car?

- Uh, black car. It was Packard.
- It was Packard.

Uh, old Packard, uh, Salon.

Very old.
From before the war.

Trumpet horns, big horns?

Uh, long.. Yes, long.

- An-and big lights?
- Big, big.

- Pre-war 8.
- So, now we know.

So what? My guts ache.

He say you pay me fare
if I talk, eight pounds.

Where do you live?

Uh, capital.
Oh, my guts.

If you please, sir.
Thank you, gentlemen. Thank you.

- Is there a pharmacy open?
- Uh, yes, sir.

Hamra Street. All night.

Well, we stop there on the way.

And, uh, give me
that photograph back.

[telephone ringing]

Do you speak English?

Yes, I have matriculated.
What can I do for you, sir?

Well, it’s about a telegram.
It hasn’t arrived.

- You have details, sir.
- Yes.

A business associate of mine,
Mr. Rosser, R-O-S-S-E-R

sent an important cable
to a firm in Bombay.

They say it hasn’t arrived
and we’d like an explanation.

You’re welcome, sir.

’When was it sent, sir?’

Four days ago.

Oh, yes.

Here we are, monsieur.

As you see it was canceled.

But does it say why
or by whom it was canceled?

It was accepted
by a colleague.

I’ll ask him now
to come and speak to you.

Thank you.

[coughs]

How do you feel?

- Did you get it?
- Yes, I got it.

So did they.

[instrumental music]

In case the room’s bugged.

They sent one of their men
down to the post office

with Rosser’s passport

and a note
canceling the cable.

Well, if they’ve got
his passport

they’ve got him,
poor bastard.

Maybe they’re
just holding him.

Well, I hope not for his sake.

"El Wadi expected

"to win Middle-East stake.
Stop.

"Betting Asian boys.

"Second, jumping star.

Third, stop."

Make any sense to you?

No, not without my code book.

You get into bed.
I’ll find it. Where is it?

Top drawer. "Oxford Dictionary
Of Quotations."

And there’s some paper too.

Hey, while you’re doing this

I have an idea
about the package.

You’ve got a line?

Well, it’s a garage.

It specializes
in secondhand American cars.

They may have heard
of a 1937 Packard.

There can’t be many
around here.

Well, it’s a chance.

[telephone ringing]

Yes?

Oh, I’m sorry.

Yes, straight away.

They don’t like us
playing our tune so loud.

I’ll go and see about this.

[goats bleating]

[speaking in foreign language]

(Love)
’Mr. Farouk?’

Your brother-in-law suggested
I should talk to you.

My brother-in-law
is a camel’s exhaust.

All he wants
is a quick commission.

Look, Mr. Farouk--

Can’t an artist
work in peace?

Trouble with the,
uh, differential, eh?

Always was difficult
to get at for this model.

[groans]

You’re a Chevy man?

Yes, until I found my Cord.

Cord?

37’ Supercharge. 812.

You’ve got a Cord?

The only roadster in England.

Uh, put it there, buster.

Me, I’ve had
a ’35 Auburn Speedster.

And I once drove
a Duesenberg SJ.

Oh, but to own a Cord?

Huh! That is true greatness.

[chuckles]
You ought to become a member

of the Urban Cord
Duesenberg club.

You wait there.
Don’t go away.

Don’t go away.

You wait.
I show you something.

Here.
I will show you something.

I bet you didn’t think
you’re going to meet one here.

Here it is.

Only member in Lebanon.

There’s only four of us
in England.

Ah, yes.

We are a dying race, man.

- Well, what can I do for you?
- Right.

Do you know anybody who has
a black, pre-war Packard 8.

I think it’s an 8.

Why do you want a car
like that for? I got better.

Oh, this one has
a special interest for me.

Ah.. Pre-war Packard Coupe 6.

I know a guy at the
American Embassy owns one.

But Packard 8? No.

There’s nobody local owns one.

Oh, well..

...it was just a longshot.

- Thank you very much.
- Alright.

Hey, wait a minute.
I-I-I think I’ve seen one.

Yes, that’s right.

He was turning
into a garage on Rue D’..

Come on,
I’ll take you there now.

No, I can’t come. I have a date.

I take you to your date.

Well, I think
I’d rather like to walk.

I wanna see the town.

Look, I’ll take you to your date

you find your Packard,
and after that

I’ll show you the town.
It’s on the house.

You can’t lose. Get in.

[laughing]

In this I drive

you can tell me all about

your 1937 Supercharged Cord.

[engine revving]

Parkington?

My name is Love.
I’m a doctor.

I’ve been treating
Mr. Parkington.

There’s no reply
from his room.

I’m afraid
he may be very ill.

But Mr. Parkington,
uh went, uh, out.

When?

Since, uh, 20 minutes.

- Was he alone?
- Oh, oui, monsieur.

Here he comes.

Why did you get up?

I had some urgent business.

The cable?

Anything on the car?

I’m gonna find out.

My driver’s the contact.

- Contact?
- Oh, he’s alright.

We belong to the same club.

I know it sounds
ridiculous, but..

It does sound ridiculous

but I’ll take your word.
Let’s go.

This is Farouk.

- Hello. Glad to meet you.
- Hi.

[horn honking]

Your buddy an ACD man?

I’ve been trying
to get him interested.

You should really try, mister.

What did the cable say?

(Farouk)
’To get him to the select range’

’of we proud owners’

’over Auburn or Duesenberg’

’or a Cord,
which not too many of us’

’can aspire
like your friend here.’

’I tell you, buster,
that you’re really in’

’a class on your own.’

[horn honking]

But the sixth is tomorrow.

That’s why we can’t
stat at ten, darling.

- Did you cable Mac?
- Well, of course.

Shouldn’t we tell
anybody down here?

And blow our cover?
Righto.

Suicide.

Oh, we’ve come
to the Packard place now.

It’s the old house
before the gas station.

The garage is one of those great
electric roll-up doors.

Well, don’t drive
right up to the place.

We don’t want to look
too eager.

(Farouk)
’Sure, sure. I get it.’

Hey, you want me
to buy the car for you?

I get a damn better price
than you fellas.

No, just drop us.

Let me pay for the refill.

Gee, no, it’s not necessary.

It’s been a pleasure.
He-he-he.

- I insist.
- ’Okay, if you insist.’

(Farouk)
’See you around.’

[prayer call over speaker]

Packard 8 alright.

Well, we found 8 Packard.
Where does that get us?

[speaking in foreign language]

[garage door whirring]

I know someone is there,
because the alarm sounded.

’If you’re not local thieves’

’you maybe friends
of the Englishman.’

’I will give you three
to come out’

’with your hands
above your head.’

Otherwise, I will kill you
as you stand.

’One..’

[gunshot]

[groaning]

[dramatic music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[groans]

Inside pocket.
Get the pen. Quick!

- Now, bare his arm.
- Ah!

[groaning]

Alright. Flesh wound.

Get the pentothal.

[dramatic music]

[groans]

Do you hear me?

Where’s Rosser?
Where is K?

The Englishman
you collected in this car

from the Alcazar Hotel?

We drove up north.

How far north,
over the border?

The-the Damascus road.

(Love)
’Where on the Damascus road?’

Barback.
We-we went to Barback.

Did you kill him?

Why?

- Orders.
- Who’s orders?

[groaning]

[dramatic music]

Now, get out.
Out!

- Come on.
- I can’t. Leave me.

Shut up.
Save your breath.

[dramatic music]

Leave me. Leave me.

Come on. Try.

[groans]

(Parkington)
’How do I look, doc?’

Better than I thought.

Let’s get your knees up.

You’re a lousy liar, doc.

How did you know?

If we could just
stop the bleeding..

You can’t. It’s, it’s too late.

[coughs]

Listen, Love.

Clear out my room.

Burn everything.

Cable Mac

and get the hell back
to England.

You may be a good doctor

but you’re a bloody awful spy.

[coughs]

[dramatic music]

This is no ordinary
assassination.

We haven’t taken all this
trouble to bring you here

to eliminate another petty,
feudal despot.

I understand the implications
very well, doctor.

We have checked every kilometer
of the state route.

The position
we have chosen is perfect

for the trajectory
of the bullet.

The moment the principal’s dead

our friends at Zahlouf
will take over the government.

The loss of Zahlouf soil

will be a major military defeat

for Britain.

You’re no longer
a mere assassin.

You are a liberating army.

I have never missed
in the past

and I will not miss tomorrow.

[knock on door]

Entre.

I’m sorry to interrupt, doctor

but there is an emergency case
in the surgery.

We finish.

Uh, you better leave
by the side door.

[groaning]

They were in the garage.

They were looking at the car.

There was some shooting

Fedoski’s dead

and so is one of the English.

English? Which English?

Well, there were two of them.

I’ve never seen them before.

- What’s this?
- I-it’s nothing.

- Just a scratch.
- They gave you something.

No, no, no. It’s nothing.
Believe it.

You stupid ox.
You think I’m an idiot?

This is an intravenous
injection.

What did they give you?

They knocked me down.

Before I could do anything
they injected me.

I tried to stop them.
Sir, believe it, please.

And what did you tell them?
What? Answer me!

I can remember nothing. Oh!

What did you tell them?

I can’t remember.
I can’t remember.

So, it was pentothal.

And God knows
what you’ve said.

I don’t know.
I don’t know.

(Simmias on speaker)
’You’re under arrest.

’Dress his wound
and remove him.’

It would seem their man
was not on the plane

you so rashly blew up.

It’s impossible.

Then who has just
cost us two men

at the most critical time?

They must’ve brought in
replacements from another area.

Your guessing games are becoming
too expensive, Simmias.

I hold you
personally responsible

for the elimination
of this man, whoever he is.

He’ll be found
and eliminated.

Knowing the pleasure
you get out of your perquisites

here in Lebanon

I’m sure you will not fail.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

Alright, come on out
with your hands above your head

before I make a mess of that
bathroom door.

Hello.

Mon Dieu. Is that loaded?

- Vikki?
- Please, put it down.

- I’m terrified of guns.
- Uh, what are you--

I thought
it was the femme de champ.

What are you doing in Beirut?

A rush modelling job,
for "Harper’s."

But why here?

Me on the ruins
of Byblos Castle

with the prince’s state visit
in the background.

Arabs are the fashion
this season.

Oh, some fashion.

Has it been difficult?

How’d you know I was here?

My dear doc.

We do work for the same firm
after all.

[chuckles]
That’s right.

- Anything on K yet?
- Just a minute.

How did you get into my room?

Oh, I simply told a very French
speaking desk clerk

that I was passing through
and wanted to surprise

an old
and terribly close friend.

Well, you certainly did.
Now, Vikki.

You’re gonna take your pictures
and get out of Beirut.

Oh, doctor,
are you protecting me?

No, it’s not a joke anymore.
One man’s been killed already.

- One of our men.
- Who?

Ango Parkington.

Oh..

- Have you cabled Mac?
- Not yet. I will, of course.

I’m not a complete bloody fool.

Not complete, darling doctor.

Mac is very grateful
to you for trying. But--

Trying?
I’ll say I’m trying.

I’ve also been succeeding

far more than
poor Parkington did

to say nothing of K.

K? What do you know about K?

He’s dead. I know who killed him
and how and where.

That’s not bad, huh,
for a stupid amateur

who’s only been in your
dishonorable profession

for 48 hours.

Only more reason
why you should go back now.

There is a plane at 6:00.
You have to be on it.

And that’s an order.

Mac ordered you to tell me?

We are both under orders,
clever doctor.

Now, are we going to waste
our time until 6:00?

I do hope not.

[instrumental music]

I think we should just stay here
till plane time. Don’t you?

Oh, yes,
it is a perfectly charming

awful, typical hotel room.
We stay.

- Vikki.
- What?

Why are you
throwing yourself at me?

Oh, now, doctor.

Do I have to explain
metabolism?

You know the biology of it.

Perhaps, you could
give me a lecture.

Well, first of all,
you’re very beautiful.

I know.

You talk too much.

Kiss me instead.

Eh, it may sound rather British
but I usually..

...arrange my own seductions.

You’re the doctor.

- Thank heavens.
- For what?

You’re not a patient.

If this is true, gentlemen,
it is very grave news indeed.

We depend on Zahlouf for almost
half our power consumption.

I see this came from Beirut.

Do we have nothing from Zahlouf?

I’m afraid we don’t
have a man there, sir.

Our Middle East establishment
is somewhat depleted.

How many men
do you have in Lebanon?

Two, sir.
Possibly three.

Three men to save half the oil
supplies of this country?

- Are you out of your minds?
- Well, almost.

Because the only one
we can be sure is alive

is the chap
who sent that cable.

But our job is to
protect that oil.

I just hope your one live man in
Beirut knows what he’s doing.

[instrumental music]

What are you thinking about?

Jason Love.

I’ve never known
a Jason before.

It was my father’s name.

- What did he do?
- Who, my father?

No. Eh, Jason.

[chuckles]
Ah, he found the golden fleece.

I see..

Like father, like son.

In order to get it

he made love to
an enemy princess.

So, at the end..

...does the princess
who met Jason love?

Very much indeed.

[gun firing]

[gun firing]

[gunshot]

[glass shattering]

[gunshot]

[gun firing]

[screaming]

- Stay inside.
- Are you alright?

We must get away
from here. Now.

You were right about
catching that plane.

[indistinct chatter]

There will be police up here,
any minute.

Do you want to start explaining?

Leave everything.

- Oh!
- Alright. I got it.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

Your plane leaves in an hour.

It’s 20 minutes
to the airport.

Vikki, I’m not leaving.

I’m not leaving you
in all this.

But, I’ll be alright.
I’m going tomorrow.

As soon as we’ve taken
the castle pictures.

Oh, the hell with the castle
pictures. Let’s go now.

That’s impossible.
I have my orders.

You mean, you mean, those
photographs are all part of--

Now, please.
Please, don’t be stubborn.

You’ve done
what you were sent for.

- Go before you’re killed.
- I’ll go when you go.

Look, you’ve been ordered
to leave.

Leave!

Oh, the hell with Mac’s orders.

- I am sick of ’em.
- You must go.

Vikki!

- I won’t.
- Listen.

You stupid pig-headed fool.

Do I have to tell you?
You can’t stay with me!

I work for the other side.

Do you understand now, doctor?

I work for the other side!

- You, a double agent?
- Yes.

I am a double agent.

Don’t you believe in anything?

What difference will it make?

I work for "Vogue."
I work for "Harper’s."

I work for them.
I work for you.

What difference which side?

It’s a business,
isn’t it?

I am on my side.

Dear God,
what do we do now?

You go to the airport.

And get on the first plane
out of Lebanon.

Go back to your patients,
doctor.

And you,
you go back to Rome?

I’ve been moved out of Rome.

Where to?

Wouldn’t Mac like to know.

I’d like to.

I can’t take any more chances.

Even for you.

[instrumental music]

Vikki?

Ho!

(Love)
’Vikki!’

Your cab, doctor.

Beirut Airport.

Goodbye.

Good luck, doctor.

[music continues]

[indistinct cheering]

[siren blaring]

[applauding]

[indistinct chatter]

[crowd cheering]

[horn honking]

[indistinct chatter]

Vikki!

[applauding]

[gunshot]

[crowd yelling]

[clamoring]

[door banging]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[yelling]

[screaming]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[screaming]

[explosion]

[explosion]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[helicopter whirring]

[groaning]

Ah!

I hoped that Mac would come up
with something but..

...that was really
magnificent service.

So you are the English amateur
who in two days has cost us

two operators and the people
of Zahlouf their liberation.

I see.

And you’re not exactly
rescuing me.

You just attacked the man
we were trying to rescue.

It’s all very unfortunate,
isn’t it?

Don’t worry, he’s expandable.
You’re invaluable.

I would’ve hated to see you
wasted on a mob.

[helicopter whirring]

Get down.

Take off your jacket.

Throw it on the ground.

Now get your hands up.

Now, Doctor Love, let’s have
no illusions about one another.

You’d like to escape and I’d
enjoy putting several bullets

in your back while you did so.

Only I can get you through
those excellent Lebanon police

who are very anxious
to question you, doctor

about a man you shot
on your balcony.

I’ll be very happy to
tell them.

Would you?

And how your own
Mr. Parkington died?

I can fill him in on that too.

For myself, I am more
interested in the details

of your new Middle East network.

The only information
I can give you is medical.

I’m tired
of English jokes.

I want facts!

Dr. Love, I intend to extract
the information I require.

How painful do you wish
it will be?

Look, I came here to find out
what happened to Rosser.

There’s nobody else with me.

And before you hit me again

if I had any bloody information
I’d give it to you.

I’m not with MI6 and
I’m not paid to be heroic.

I see.

Now, the serious discussion
starts, Dr. Love.

[engine revving]

[speaking in foreign language]

I have the man.

I have told Bianker
of our shameful fiasco.

But you must tell them.
I have the man who did it.

Bianker wants the man
who let him do it.

You mean, I..
I have to go back?

No, I have to go back.

I must explain. I must try to
excuse. I’m responsible.

And I’ll tell you this, Simmias,
I will not forget

the position you have put me in.

Give him an injection to
keep him quiet.

[speaking in foreign language]

I will remember you, Simmias.

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

What are my orders?

There will be many inquiries
about this morning

go back and make sure
you preserve cover.

Pentothal can’t change my story.

We haven’t given you
pentothal yet, Dr. Love.

As for you, Dr. Simmias, I would
suggest that you lost no time

in getting your affairs
in order.

Dah.

[horn honking]

[instrumental music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[plane engine revving]

What’s this bloody fool
of yours trying to do

win the Cold War
single-handed?

You send him out to make
a perfectly simple inquiry.

Within 48 hours
he’s got the entire

Lebanese Peace Force
looking for him.

He’s suspected of shooting
three men

and not a single damn word
of explanation.

He seems to have prevented
the assassination

not an entirely
unimportant objective.

Alright, alright,
objective accomplished.

Now, I’ve got the PM
and the foreign secretary

to satisfy about our methods.
What do I tell them?

Tell them we’ve saved the
prince’s life by our methods.

Suppose Lebanon and the press
find out that this mad doctor

is one of ours.
There’s more trouble.

Nothing to the trouble
he may be in by now.

We can’t concern ourselves
with his bad luck.

You’d do better to dream up
some cover for us.

He’s an alcoholic or a psycho.

Something I can disclaim
convincingly.

He may even be dead.

Well, that would help
a little, of course.

[dramatic music]

(Stanilaus)
’Save your strength, Dr. Love.’

We do not have to
handle you with

time wasting delicacy, doctor.

It is of no consequence to
anyone if your bruises show.

You are a citizen of nowhere,
traveling nowhere.

How quickly you get there
depends on you.

I know nothing.
I can tell you nothing.

Of course not.

[machine whirring]

In case you should bite off your
tongue before it talks.

Now, we will continue.

[speaking in foreign language]

How many men in your department
working in the Lebanon?

I don’t know. I’m a doctor.

I’m surprised that a man
of your intelligence

requires so much persuading
to tell the truth.

Ah!

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Good for you, doctor.

Funny how some of these
amateurs turn out.

Tell Sir Robert that, will you?

Personal call coming through
from Beirut for you, sir.

- Beirut?
- Yes, one moment please.

It’s the British Embassy, sir.

Calling direct,
that’s a bit unusual, isn’t it?

It’s booked
as a personal call, sir.

Alright, I’ll take it
in my office.

You better come in.

MacGillivray speaking.

I’ve been asked to get directly
in touch with you

with some most
urgent information.

It’s seems that the Russian
plane "The Dove Of Peace"

is on route to Russia.

Yes, I know that seems
reasonable.

My information is that
there’s a bigwig in the Russian

intelligence organization
on board.

A man called Stanilaus.

Stanilaus? He’s the biggest
we’ve ever got, major.

Also a fellow named Love.

Well, apparently the man
calls himself a doctor.

One of your chaps, I presume.

Are you quite sure
about this, major?

I’ve simply been asked to get
the information directly to you.

By a chap who’s applying
for political asylum.

Yes.

What’s all this about
Stanilaus?

What’s the route of that damn
Russian Peace plane?

As far as I remember, Bangkok,
Beirut, Casablanca, Habana

across Canada
over the pole and home.

Permissions all applied for
and granted. Why?

Then we’ll have to try
and bring it down in Canada.

Bring it down?

But how, for God’s sake,
and why?

And what are the Russians
gonna say?

Provided they don’t say "Drop
the bomb," it’ll be worth it.

[bell dinging]

[radio beeping]

I know I have orders
for this government

but this is plain crazy.

Well, do what the man says.

[radio beeping]

Well, what do you make of that?

How can they sit in offices
and dream up these things?

Ours is not to reason why.

Ours is just to bring down
a Russian jetliner

without a shot being fired
in anger.

Take over.

[dog barking]

Alright, out you come,
Bill, Tom. Come on, fellows.

- At the double.
- What’s the scene, man?

We gotta evacuate
all the Eskimos.

Do which?

Haul ’em by wagon
to Regina City.

What the hell for?

Ah, that they haven’t
told us yet.

Okay, Jimmy.
Get the big wagon warmed up.

[radio beeping]

How long we got then, hmm?

Where’s the Peace plane now?

Last signal from Bermuda,
half an hour ago

it was just putting down
in Habana.

[crowd cheering]

Now, Dr. Love, if you are ready
we will begin again.

The complete details of your
associates in the Middle East.

Don’t you ever listen.
I don’t know.

I observe that you are bloody
but unbowed, Dr. Love.

We will now proceed to bow you.

(Stanilaus on speaker)
An intelligent man
like yourself, Dr. Love

will realize very quickly that
you are safely contained..

...as you would be
in the Lubyanka prison.

You have no connection
with the outside world..

’...except for the perforated
wall of the storeroom.’

’You have noted it. Good.’

’Behind this grill
there are six small vents’

’which can be opened and closed
from where I am.’

’Now, as I open them..’

...the pressure of
the room is reduced

by the out rush of air
from the inside.

As the pressure becomes
lower and lower, Dr. Love..

He-he. I’ve no need to describe
the symptoms

of asphyxiation to a doctor.

’There is no alternative
other than’

’friendly cooperation,
Dr. Love.’

’You will see a button
next to your seat.’

’When you are ready to talk,
press that.’

’Then your eardrums will ache
and perhaps burst’

’your nose will bleed,
your lungs will strain for air.’

You’ll be most uncomfortable.

Then eventually, Dr. Love,
unless you press the button

you will die.

’It usually only takes
a few minutes.’

(man on radio)
’Weathership Cape Hatteras
reporting Aeroflot’

’Z-K-B-double 7-5-2-1
passing now.’

’Approximate height
25,000 feet.’

’Bearing north by northwest.’

(man on radio)
’Halifax reporting.’

’Aeroflot ZKB77521
crossing us now.’

’Approximate height
25,000 feet.’

’Message ends. Out.’

- How long before 0?
- Six minutes from now, sir.

- Right, get your man moving.
- Sir.

Certain.

[wind howling]

[dramatic music]

How many men does your
department have in Lebanon?

I don’t know.

What code book do you use?

"Guide to Lebanon."

How long have you been
in this?

Two days. I’m a doctor.

’No one can be so brave
or so stupid.’

’Unless he’s been trained
under deep hypnosis.’

’In which case there is nothing
any of us can do’

’until we get him back.’

[speaking in foreign language]

[instrumental music]

Drink this.

Don’t try to talk yet.
Just drink.

My ridiculous doctor.

If only you had gone home
when I told you.

Vikki, what are you doing here?

I’m going back
to get my new posting.

I’m sorry for
what they have done to you.

I’m still alive.

I’m glad.

If only you would tell them..

...it would be so easy.

Everything.

I’m gonna tell them.

What sleep does MacGillivray
lose over me?

What do I owe him?

He has no right to play games
with your life.

’No one has.’

(man on radio)
’Calling Russian Dove of Peace’

’Calling Aeroflot ZKB77521.’

’Regina Lake
air radio station’

’calling Russian Dove of Peace.’

’Need help urgently.’

’Settlement ablaze.’

’Serious casualties
must be evacuated.’

’Will Aeroflot ZKB,
please land on lake.’

’I will repeat.’

’Please land on lake
for urgent evacuation.’

’Runway marked by lit
red and yellow drums.’

’Repeat. Lit red
and yellow drums mark runway.’

’This is urgent.
Come in now on this wavelength.’

’Over to you. Over.’

- So, doctor.
- We are going down?

It’s not necessary.

But there are people dying
down there.

My dear child,
people died on that plane

you helped us to blow up.

If I had known
what you were planning

I would never have passed
the information.

(Stanilaus)
’Someone else will help them.’

In the meantime,
Dr. Love is going to help us.

I’m only sorry, doctor,
that you did not

come to this conclusion sooner.

It was no pleasure to subject
you to those, uh, discomforts.

Do not sulk,
my emotional colleague.

Bring us coffee instead.

Could I have something
a little stronger?

Bring cognac and vodka as well
and cigarettes.

- You prefer American--
- Anything at all.

So, why did you decide suddenly
to cooperate?

Firstly, I’ve taken just about
all I can take.

And secondly, seeing her here
helped, I suppose.

She’s charming and devoted.

Oh, perhaps
a little sentimental.

I’m a little sentimental,
too, about people

dying of burns and exposure.

I, uh, hope you like our cognac.

I personally prefer it
even to the French.

Thank you. Leave us now.

So..

Of what does
your organization consist?

I work with five men,
all new to the Middle East

mostly recruited
from the professions.

Names?

Code only. Mine is Z.

The others are Y, X, W, V, U.

Indeed.

As you know, all our agents
from A to K

have been eliminated.

I see. Your post office?

I beg your pardon.

To what address does your
information eventually go?

Oh, Cohen Smoked Salmon
Limited, Edgware Road.

Your code book?

I take it you’re no longer using
"The Oxford Book Of Verse?"

- No, we’ve changed that.
- What is the new one?

"The Kama Sutra."

"The Kama Sutra?"

Oh, Obelisk
English language edition.

This book is banned
in our country.

That’s precisely
why they chose it.

Please help yourself.
We will talk further.

- May I go to the lavatory?
- Yes, of course. Josef!

[speaking in foreign language]

[Josef knocks]
’Are you alright?’

I won’t be a minute.

- Your premier--
- I’m sorry to disturb you.

But does anyone have a light?

[speaking in foreign language]

Honestly, you people
are manic depressive.

You have lied to me, doctor.

[speaking in foreign language]

Look, I wouldn’t be
so stupid to..

[groans]

- Please, don’t!
- Get back inside!

I’m never going to get
the truth out of you, am I?

You got it.

The girl does not confirm
your story.

Why should she?

The whole set up’s new,
I told you.

Only six of us were involved.

Oh, no, no, Dr. Love.

You will be no help to me
in Moscow.

[glass shattering]

[speaking in foreign language]

There is something wrong
with the controls.

[speaking in foreign language]

(man on radio)
’Lake Erie to Regina Lake.’

Russian Peace plane dropping
to 15,000 feet.

’No explanation. Over.’

They must be coming here.

Strange,
they haven’t answered our call.

Maybe they’re weak
on English, sir.

(man on radio)
’Aeroflot ZKB77521.’

Reporting failure
of navigational instruments.

We are dropping to 10,000 feet
to fly visually.

’Please clear air lanes. Over.’

Regina Lake calling ZKB77521.

Message received.
Air lanes being cleared for you.

Gimme this one.

Hello, ZKB, are you listening?
Over.

(man on radio)
’ZKB listening. Over.’

Will you please help us?
We are on your direct route.

We have many burnt
and injured people here.

Fires are still raging.

’We have to evacuate
these people.’

’Please help us, ZKB. Over.’

[speaking in foreign language]

This is ZKB,
Soviet Dove of Peace.

We have heard your call
for help.

We are very happy to be able to
come to the aid of your people.

’Please do give us
landing instructions.’

- ’Over.’
- Thank you Dove of Peace.

’Wind, north-northeast.’

’Freshening.’

[dramatic music]

[airplane whooshing]

[engine revving]

Surely am glad to see you, sir,
and, uh, thanks for helping out.

We are pleased
for the opportunity.

Uh, where are your casualties?

Look, it’s kinda cold
talking out here, sir.

May we come up?

We understand that time
is of the essence

for your unfortunate casualties.

Look, sir, if we came up

it would be much easier
for us to talk

’and figure this thing out.’

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

This is a strange situation
we find ourselves in.

Sir, the fact is,
we are unable to help you.

[speaking in foreign language]

Now, hold it a minute!
We’ve got some bad casualties.

To hell with your casualties.
Something’s wrong here.

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunshot]

Stop the plane. Stop it!

Don’t you dare.
Don’t you dare.

Don’t make me do it again.

[screams]
Don’t you dare! No!

[intense music]

- Come. Come on, quickly.
- What?

No questions.

Stop. Stop or I will shoot you.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

Jump.

Please, mad doctor.

[gunshot]

[airplane engine revving]

- Turn around.
- Easy, fellow, Take it easy.

Blanket or coat.
Quick, or he’ll freeze.

Guess, we’ll have to hand him
back to the Russkies, eh, sir?

As soon as we get back
to the post

we can call the Russian embassy.

- Uh-huh.
- Uh, just don’t try to talk.

You’ll be okay. Watch it, boys.
Watch it.

- I’m not a Russian.
- A limey, what do you know?

What’s a limey
doin’ on a Russian plane?

I’m not a Russian. I’m English.
I’m a doctor.

What are you tryin’ to tell us,
comrade?

I’m English. I’m not a Russian.

Take him to the jeep.
Hurry up.

(Dr. Love)
I’m not a Russian.

Say, are you Dr. Jason Love?

Yes, I’m Love. I’m Dr. Love.

I’ve got a cable for you, sir

marked hold in case of survival.

Well, I seemed to have survived.
You better read it to me.

"Cord LeBaron located
Montevideo

"suggest you inspect. Stop.

"While there, please call
manager Pereira Stores

"and deliver
following message.

"Quote. No bananas
received this week. Unquote.

Signed, Mac."

Any reply, doctor?

Yes, tell Mac,
to take the call..

[engine revving]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]