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It doesn't say anything.

It's nothing.

It's nothing.

How far did Pete have to come?

About a mile, sir.

You should have thought 12 minutes was
long enough.

He probably had difficulty finding a
taxi.

Taxi? What's wrong with his feet? Even I
could have walked here in this time.

Come in.

Good morning, Steve.

I'm a few minutes late. I'm very sorry.
That's all right. You can try walking.

I did.

We've got a story to go through, not a
very pleasant one. It shouldn't take too

long. It's the Carinthia Pipeline.

Map.

Austro -Hungarian, Austro -Yugoslav
borders.

You spent some time around there
yourself, I believe. Yes, I was on the

a while. Good terrain for our type of
work?

The best.

Forests and mountains. It'd take a whole
army to patrol about five miles and you

could stroll across it at night. Well,
as I'm sure you know, we've handled more

agents and information in the last ten
years with that particular sector than

anywhere else in Europe. And so, of
course, have other people. That's all of

good, professionally speaking.

Anyway, as of this morning, the
Carinthia pipeline is closed.

Closed? Why?

We've lost six out of the last seven
agents using it.

Semple.

Langstrom.

Meyer.

Kravich.

Lee, sir.

Ludner.

Leacock. What exactly do you mean by
lost?

Sold. Dead or captured.

Semple and Ludner, we know about. They
were shot. As for the others, well,

was driving... Oh, it's always messy
when this sort of thing happens. Of

You say you've lost six out of the last
seven. Who was the seventh?

Anderson.

You went through training with him, I
believe.

Yeah, I've known him for some time. So
you count him as a friend? Yes.

Good. Then you might know how to set
about finding him. We sent him out six

weeks ago and briefed him to find out
what the trouble was in Austria. Since

then, nothing. And you don't think that
he's dead? No, we don't think anything.

His proceeding was simple. He hasn't
used it.

Of course, it's possible he found an
important lead and decided to

without... No, that's unlikely.

He's a very conscientious fellow. Ah,
that's why they call you in, Steed.

You see, if we don't find Anderson, that
Corinthia pipeline might be out, right

out, and maybe for good. And that's
something we can't afford.

I appreciate that. Excuse me, sir.

Thank you very much. Well, in view of
the fact we haven't had a report at all

from Austria, I want you to start with a
routine check of Anderson's contacts in

this country.

There's some important people using this
pipeline, Steed, so get on with it.

Right, sir.

Here's a rundown on Anderson's movements
just before his disappearance. Take it

to the next room, but return it to me
personally when you're finished with it.

I still think we'd get results more
quickly if we put out a general call.

I'd rather rely on Steed. It may take
longer, but at least it stops being

known that Anderson's missing.

The opposition doesn't always capture
our agents. You know, they're sometimes

them. Anderson?

Oh, surely you don't think that
Anderson... I don't think anything.

Except we should remember all the
possibilities.

Well, that's the official handout.

What's really behind all this?

Who knows?

Where do you propose to start looking
for Anderson?

Start? Well, you've been living it up in
Paris.

I've scoured every inch of London for
him.

You've been friends a long time, haven't
you?

Who told you that?

You did, ages ago.

Oh.

It's rather unusual to send an operator
out on a job that involves him

personally, isn't it? You've been
reading the official handbook again. But

is, isn't it?

Then you think it's more than just a
case of failure to report progress? Of

course it is. He had a two -week time
limit. Now, look, six people have been

killed. Now, if Anderson didn't find out
what was wrong, what are they going to

do, wait around until the other six are
killed?

Now, he was supposed to report, and he
didn't.

You're one of the new transmitters, you
know, the ones that send back signals at

12 hourly intervals unless you prevent
them from doing so.

If he'd been killed or captured, we'd
have got an SOS message anyway.

So he must have turned it off himself.

A deliberate decision not to report.

What kind of a man is he?

He's reliable.

By all the books, he shouldn't be. He's
a lousy shot. He can't swim.

Writes poetry.

But he's reliable.

What's the official theory?

Well, they think he may have found a
lead on the traitor and thought it so

important that he had to go underground,
regardless of orders.

Which annoys them.

But not you.

I'll keep an open mind.

Dee, do you want any help?

No, thank you. I'll call you when I get
back.

Oh, and besides, there's one thing you
could do.

Don't wash up, but please stack away the
tea things.

Now, let's see.

Yes, that's all right, I think.

I had Mr. Lethbridge in here about half
an hour ago.

Oh, yes.

Yes, very concerned about buttons, he
was. I always have to tell him, it's not

the number of buttons on the cuff that
make the suit, you know. I said, well,

course, sir, if you want seven buttons,
eight buttons in rows up to the elbows,

I'll shed no tears.

But then, of course, I blame the
magazines, you know.

Do you?

Yes, I understand it's the same with
doctors.

All their patients are reading the
magazines and then coming in saying that

they've got this and they've got that.

That's just something one has to put up
with in the professions.

Of course, leaving aside his dress
sense, Mr. Lethbridge is a charming

quite charming. I'm very relieved to
hear that.

All right.

I want to know where Hal Anderson is.

Officially or unofficially?

Not at all, I'm not too sure.

Unofficially, for the moment.

I'm afraid I can't help you. Can't? No.
He's a very close friend of mine. I

know. And he may be in trouble. Perhaps.
Do you remember Lisa Pravich? There was

some question about these facings of the
last... She's dead.

Lisa?

She was such a nice girl, I thought.

Dead. Shot.

On the Hungarian border. And five more
besides.

And you want Anderson?

Uh -huh. Now, I don't want to know.

You've got to know, for everybody's
sake.

Now, look, if he's safe and still
working in Austria, all well and good...

So you have heard from him?

Yes. Was he all right?

He seemed all right. So you haven't
actually seen him?

No, but... Now, look, Lovell.

If you've heard something from him,
we've got to know.

Could I use your phone?

Yes, of course.

Oh, Primrose 0042, please.

Oh, this is Gale.

Yeah. Message? What message?

No, look, I've been shopping and I think
I've found what I was looking for.

I'll be out of town, I think, three
days. I'll ring you when I get back, OK?

Goodbye.

Scotland?

Right. Who are you?

I'm a traveller.

Bonafide. I'm soaked to the skin. I
wouldn't mind a coffee, if nothing's

stronger. How are you, Hal?

A long time, I mean.

A long, long time.

Only,

you want to be careful around here,
because the last three Bonafide

are all buried out there somewhere.

I can see you haven't lost any speed.

I haven't lost anything.

I still wouldn't mind a coffee.

Yes, of course.

Only, uh... Don't think that I'm pleased
to see you, because I'm not.

Somebody had to catch up, though.

I suppose it might as well be you.

How did you choose this place?

It's a fire -spotting tower.

It's like being a lighthouse keeper.

Only instead of being surrounded by
nothing but sea, here's nothing but

Ah.

Glad watching.

For fire -spotting.

I'm a warden.

Fire spotting in this?

Well, it's an easy job. It's restful.
It's not your job.

And leave that alone.

That's my sole contact with the outside
world.

In passing, how did you get here?

Planes of Glasgow and a jeep from there.

Then I walked.

An awful lot of miles.

You must have wanted to see me pretty
badly. I did.

Why?

For a chat?

Well, you won't get me away from here,
you know.

I had no intention of trying.

I

bet

I am glad to see you, in a way.

What is it, Hal?

Well...

I've lost my memory, John.

I sound stupid, but there it is. I've
got, oh, about two months I just can't

account for. I was doing something
unpleasant, but what it was.

So I thought I'd come here and try and
sort it out, but it hasn't worked, at

least not so far.

Or maybe I can help.

She can't do the same thing all over
again.

Four days, and not a word from Steve.

It would have taken him all that time to
check Anderson's contacts. But it's

still four days.

And that's four days we can't afford.
Look, I don't like hurrying things any

more than you do, but the pressure's
rising in Corinthia, and you know it.

probably on his way to Austria already.

Without reporting here first.

But you told me to make a red three
report. Of course I did. You would.

Tell me, what was the name of that lady,
helpmate of Steve's? What, Mrs. Gary,

you mean? Oh, yes, that's right. Those
are food and wine well, I remember.

Charming. Get her on the phone, will
you?

All right.

If you may know something, after all,
they work together a lot.

Though I hope Deed hasn't confided in
her to any great extent on this

No reply yet.

Oh, well, keep trying. When you find
her, ask her to come round here first

in the morning, would you?

Yes, sir.

Good night.

I keep telling you, I've retired.

Yeah? Well, I mean, if you mean if I'd
gone in and signed a bit of paper, no.

But I've retired. Nobody retires, ever.

Now, let's put it this way. What have
you been doing the past six weeks? I

remember. I just don't remember.

You've been doing a job of work? Yes, I
was.

Clerical work. Clerical? Yes, I don't
know what.

Do you care?

No, I don't.

It happens, you know.

People have gaps and they never fill
them. Never.

Yeah, but there has to be a good reason
for it. We both know that. Now, what

reason?

Let's try logic.

Now, you and I have known each other for
how long? Ten, twelve years?

Now, you must remember that. We've
helped each other out of the fire more

twice. Now, you can trust me.

Oh, yeah.

No further than I could kick you.

You or any of them. I never knew one of
you who wouldn't sell out his own

brother if it suited him. Shake hands
today and kick in the guts tomorrow.

a great life in the service, and that's
the living truth, isn't it?

Isn't it? All right, let's not worry
about... I really shouldn't have done

Terrible time.

Do you know I haven't walked so far
since that Yugoslavian hike of ours?

Well, there's a spare sleeping bag in
the cupboard.

Why, I'll just go and smoke this
extremely soggy cigar.

Then I'll hit your floorboard.

Good morning. She didn't get in until
half an hour ago. She's been to a party,

apparently. Said she'd come straight
round. Oh, good.

Well, I'm going out to get some
breakfast. I'll phone in at midday.

Thank you.

Mrs. Gayle, it's charming to meet you
again. Good morning.

I really must apologize for dragging you
out so early.

Oh, that's all right. I understood it
was urgent, so I didn't change.

Quite challenging.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Excuse me.

Would you sit down, Mrs. Gayle?

Thank you.

Come on.

Come on, Mrs. Gayle. Who's seen Steve
recently?

Not for a few days, no. Any idea where
he could be?

Well, he telephoned me on...

Tuesday and said he'd be out of town for
a while. He didn't say how long that

while might be.

Yes, three days.

He had no idea where he was calling
from, I suppose.

No, I'm afraid not.

Well, I'm awfully sorry to have put you
to so much trouble.

Not at all.

Why have you sent Steed to find Hal
Anderson?

I am right in thinking it's unusual
procedure.

It's unusual, but under the
circumstances, I thought it was

What circumstances?

We call him Steve because he's the one
man with the knowledge and ability not

only to predict Anderson's next move,
but to understand his mistakes.

And who will anticipate Steve's
mistakes?

Oh, I think Steve's impressed enough
with the losses already not to make any

mistakes. Even when he's emotionally
involved?

You've broken the rules.

They're our rules.

We make them.

And occasionally break them.

That's our privilege, Mrs. Gale.

I've remembered.

Put it down, Hal. That's a good laugh.

No.

I'm not going to put it down.

And if you don't do just what I tell you
and move very carefully and slowly,

I'll cut you in half a bit.

I suppose it is loaded.

You can try your luck.

It would make me very happy if you did.

Get up.

Over there.

Splendid. Just like they told us in
training.

What's the plan for today?

Breakfast and then we're going out.

Hunting or just shooting?

We're going to be picked up. I use the
radio phone.

No use asking where we're going.

Oh, yeah.

We're going back to London to report in.

That's what you wanted, isn't it?

Drink that.

I don't think I really feel like it.

It's 30 grains of chloral.

It'll help you to sleep on the journey.

Although I shouldn't think anything much
to keep you awake.

Not even half a dozen murders.

We are here for the purpose of an
inquiry into the following series of

allegations.

That you are responsible for the
disruption and sabotage over a period of

several months of the escape and
transfer arrangements set up in the

Corinthia. That you are responsible
directly, indirectly, or by implication

the death or capture of the following
agents of Her Majesty's government.

Frederick Semple, Arne Langström, George
Arnold Meyer, Anna Lisa Pravich,

Hermann Ludner, Arthur Leacock.

by betraying their identities to counter
espionage services of alien powers and

by assisting in their capture by those
powers.

Are these the allegations you make
against the accused?

Yes, they are.

I'm not certain what you hope to gain by
coming here again, Mrs. Gale. I want to

talk to Steed. You know I'm sympathetic,
but it's out of the question.

Oh, I realize that you and Steed have
worked together for a long time now.

is quite beside the point. Is it? Of
course it is.

All I'm concerned with are these
allegations.

They're so unlikely.

Unlikely? Well, in that case, Steed will
be able to answer himself quite

satisfactorily at the inquiry.

Inquiry? Look, Mrs. Gale, I must point
out that Anderson has known Steed far

longer than you have. And these unlikely
accusations, as you call them, are his.

All the evidence you have against Steed
is second -hand.

Yes, it's an ugly trade.

His rules aren't those of justice, but
expediency.

Everybody's guilty until proved
innocent.

Precisely.

May the 15th.

I was in Norway.

With whom?

Nobody. I was on holiday. I was on the
way between Narvik and... Where was it?

Oh, yes, Alta.

Hotels?

Tent.

Maybe you can find where we flattened
the grass.

Anderson? He was in Vienna.

Myers Warehouse.

He met the man in question three times.

I later spoke to the man who admitted to
paying 15 well over 3 ,000 pounds in

sterling. I never went to Vienna.

Photograph. Faked.

I took it myself.

And two days later, they pulled Meyer
out of the river.

What happened to you when I pushed him
in?

Had he run out of film?

Next point, July the 3rd.

You say you've cleared me of anything to
do with this business?

Of course, if we had any doubts... Then
how is it I know nothing about it?

I'm afraid I don't understand it, Mrs.
Garrett. You've pointed out how closely

I've worked with Steve. Yet nobody's
come to me for any evidence. There'd be

point.

And it would be unwise to try to provide
an alibi for Steed, as we already know

that during each of the periods covered
by Anderson's report, Steed was abroad.

And alone.

Yes. How very convenient.

My findings are the detailed and
documented allegations brought against

Anderson are beyond practical doubt
true.

I find that you have systematically and
over a period of time sabotaged our

transfer network in Eastern Austria, and
that in so doing you've been

responsible for the loss of at least six
agents.

If I'm feeling more cynical, I
congratulate you.

As it is, there are a number of details
we need to know quickly, our contact

with the opposition and so forth. You
will therefore be taken for

My advice to you, Steve, is to
cooperate.

Naturally.

Thank you, Hal.

What happens now?

You'll be taken to the unit.

After that, a decision will be reached
concerning his disposal.

I hear rumours up and down the service
about this sort of thing.

Disposal. The dump.

The disposal of agents who outlive their
usefulness is not a matter we concern

ourselves with very closely.

Oh, no, of course not.

If I hadn't pieced it all together
myself, I'd never have believed it.

Well, I suppose there's always somebody
like me who knows that things are dirty

but can't believe that it's all that
dirty.

Emerson, I think it would be a very good
thing if you went on extended leave.

It takes six months with immediate
effect.

Arrange it for my ADC, will you?

Yes, sir.

Good evening.

Mr. Steed, how nice of you to come.

Had a good trip?

Very pleasant, thank you. Oh, so glad.

Look, I'm very tired. Suppose you tell
me what it is you want to hear and I'll

do my best to help. Now, how's that?

That's... Fine, absolutely fine.

You're here to tell us the facts about
the Trinity Pipeline.

What are the facts?

We're going to have fun finding out, Mr.
Steed.

Together.

I'll see you in the morning. Get a good
night's sleep. Isn't it a little early

for bed?

Time is what you care to make it, baby.

Reality is a merely causal affair. We
all know that. In reality, there is only

the void.

You read your Wittgenstein, I assume?

I'm afraid time betrays all of us, and
in time we betray each other.

Isn't that so?

Time's what you care to make it.

Have a good night.

I don't think Mr. Tate's going to take
very long.

Don't mistake appearances for the
reality, baby.

Did you see Anderson? Of course I did.
He was at the inquiry as planned.

What's he?

At the lunch table, I thought.

He's been sent on extended sick leave.

Oh, dear.

Something went wrong.

Yes. We, uh, failed to encompass the
void.

I'm still confused by Anderson's
behavior.

Yes, wasn't that careless of me? It was
bound to happen. You see, faced with the

facts about Steed, I mean, one of his
oldest friends, his mind just rejected

them. Do you mean lost his memory?
Presumably.

Fortunately, it hasn't made any
difference this time.

It mustn't happen again, though.

What you're proposing sounds
suspiciously like blackmail to me, Mrs.

at all.

You're convinced Steed is a traitor. All
I'm saying is it's in your interest.

To convince me to.

But how?

I want to see him.

What could that do?

Steed and I have worked pretty closely
together over the past months.

He's a good agent, even if he is
inclined to take the easy way out

What exactly are you getting at, Mrs.
Gale?

The picture Anderson's file draws of
Steed doesn't sound like the Steed I

That means either you're wrong or I've
been very stupid.

We are not wrong.

Then I'd better know just how stupid
I've been, hadn't I?

Very well, I'll see what arrangements I
can make Thank you

What the time?

Oh, you want to go on with this, Mrs.
Gale?

I take it that means I may.

You've been a long time deciding.

Very well.

Steve's whereabouts a secret. I can't
let you know where you'll be travelling.

You'll have to go by ambulance.

Do you know where he is?

Or is it something everybody would
prefer not to know?

Time for lunch.

Lunch? Lunch.

Well, they just had breakfast an hour
ago.

No, no. Five hours ago.

May the 10th of year.

Raining hard, the same as yesterday.

According to the watchman at Myers
Warehouse, it always rains at this time

year.

The point is what to do about something.

It'll have to be today.

Wait.

Is this Daryl?

Good morning.

Morning. Were you thinking of going out?

No, I was just finding it rather cold,
that's all. Oh, is it?

I don't notice it anymore.

You'll soon get used to our highland
climate.

I hope you had a good night's rest after
your journey.

Yes, thank you.

Though in passing, my watch says it's
the middle of the afternoon.

A watch is just a mechanism, Mrs. Gale.

Rather like the human brain.

It's a mistake to trust either of them.

Exactly.

We're mechanics by nature, Bethune and
I. We can't help tinkering.

That's Bethune's plaything.

These are mine.

You want to see him?

That's the idea, yes.

Why? Curiosity.

Intellectual. Of course.

They should certainly find it
fascinating. He's a most challenging

Yes, by all means, see him.

In a couple of hours, that is.

Not now.

Not just now.

Thank you.

What?

Steve?

Steve, come on, wake up.

Steve?

You've got the time. I've got to be
certain my watch is right. It's

Yes, it's 25 by 4.

Has the turn mic gone down?

No, I turned it off. Why?

The noise bothered me.

I don't want to know what they're
discussing at this stage. It couldn't

less.

He's way out.

At last.

Now all we have to do is turn him on.

It's quite an achievement, isn't it?

We create a complete dossier out of
nothing, set it down in one man's mind

firmly he accuses his oldest friend and
gets him convicted, and Steed here,

under suggestion,

We'll confirm it.

Incredible. All the symptoms.

Hallucination, confusion, and apathy. We
can do it once. We can do it again.

Few people in the service trust each
other as it is. No one will.

It could go on forever. An endless
stream of guinea pigs and highly

supervision. Who could ask for more?

You think they're screaming?

Way, way out.

Our subject seems to be paying more
attention to his watch than to Mrs.

No. Broken hold on reality.

I think, just the same.

Steve, do you know where you are?

No.

I don't care.

Ah.

Yeah.

How long have you been here?

Does it really matter?

Look, Steve, you're going to come away
with me.

I've got some work to do.

What work?

Uh, oh, I can't remember.

Steve, look.

Look, I've got a watch.

Look, you can have it if you'll do as I
say.

It is fascinating, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Do all convicted traitors get the same
treatment? Not necessarily. It depends.

As you probably gathered, we're trying
out some new techniques. They're still

an experimental stage.

He appears to have reached a state of
complete apathy.

Oh, I do assure you, Mrs. Gale, we shall
return him to some positive persona.

I wish I could stay, but I'm afraid I
must get back to London.

Yes, of course, I'll arrange it.

Meanwhile, Murdoch will escort you back
to your room. I'm sorry we have to keep

you under open arrest.

Perhaps we can have another stop later?

Before you go?

No.

All right, baby.

Phase two.

You got the phone out? Yes, it's over
here.

Has he really got to learn all this?

Learn is the wrong word.

We're going to make it happen to him.
And Mrs. Gale, what about her?

He'll have to kill her eventually, of
course.

I thought you said Mrs. Gale went back
to her room.

You heard me. Take a look at this.

Get Murdo quickly.

Murdo, platoon here.

Control room.

Murdo.

I'll find out.

Come on. It's time to go.

Oh. Come on, Steve. Look, we'll be late.

Look at this. Look.

We'll be late if we don't hurry. Now
look.

Stay with us.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Where are we now?

Somewhere in Scotland. That's all I
know.

This might help.

The girl.

Oh, that's the North.

Takes us three miles further away from
Gretna Green.

It's a relief.

I'll get you to some rugged highland
doctor.

Let's go.

Oh, it's Tower 9.

Tower 9 speaking on 9 .5 metres.

Tower 9.

Tower 9.

Hello. Hello, Tower 9.

It's Smith.

Is that you, Anderson?

What's the weather like up there?

Cold.

Look, can you send a telegram for me?

All right. Hang on.

We can't get on with the Carinthia
replacement scheme until the unit gets a

clear picture from Steve. Well, I don't
agree.

All the other agents in the area are
compromised.

Except Anderson.

Which makes it doubly unfortunate that
we can't use him. Why not?

Unstable. Oh, his reaction to the Steed
affair was quite understandable.

Oh, I'm sure it was.

Come in.

Mrs. Gale, you didn't expect me back so
soon.

What's happened to your arm? Your friend
Bethune took a pot shot at me.

What?

During Steed's escape.

Steed's escape?

We had no report of that.

That doesn't surprise me.

Mrs. Gale, won't you sit down? There are
one or two things I'd like to clear up.

If there's any clearing up to be done, I
suggest it's on your side.

You set up a unit for dealing with
agents who've outgrown their usefulness.

Then you forgot about it.

Swept the whole thing under the carpet.

Well, it's gone bad on you.

And I've been shot and Steed half
-killed finding this out for you.

Mrs. Gale, where is Steed now?

I imagine he's doing your job for you.

Mrs. Gale.

Mrs. Gale, get my car around here at
once. Yes, sir.

And get through to the unit. Have a full
report ready for me. Yes, sir.

What are you doing here?

You've been out a long time.

Oh, I've been re -reading the Proust
that I lent you.

I make it you owe, uh, yeah, two pound
forty and sixpence on this library book.

Oh, I buried all the cartridges in a
badger's hole about two hundred yards

here.

So, unless you fancy unarmed combat,
you'd better listen to what I have to

Oliver, I'm in Glasgow.

What? Mrs. Gale flew up. She's got a car
waiting for her.

Are you going to follow her?

She very kindly offered me a lift, so
I'll go on part of the way with her.

I'm rather glad, really, because there
are one or two things I'd like to ask

her. Yes, of course.

Is there anything you want me to do?

Have you got through to the unit yet?

No, sir. No contact yet.

Oh, I see. Oh, you said one thing.

Have my car collected from London
Airport, would you?

Yes, sir.

It's difficult, I know, but that's what
happens. I don't remember anything like

that. I just don't remember.

I know it's hard.

I've just been through the machine. I
don't remember much. But I remember

to convince me that Bethune and the
ringer, we have been named, I should

are up to no good. I don't know this
ringer and I've never been to the unit.

Yes, you have, but you don't remember.
You were brainwashed. I didn't realise

what it was all about until the second
day.

Instead of interrogating me and trying
to get information out of me, they

started feeding it into me.

They wanted you and me to believe the
same story. But I know you were there. I

can see you now in front of that... cafe
in Vienna.

The films they showed us are very
convincing. I could recite that report

heart if I wanted to. So can I, some of
it. Anyway, I haven't even read it.

The thing about Maya, how it rained
every day, how Semple was killed. What

the point?

To disrupt our organisation.

Well, I certainly didn't trust you. If
that plan had been successful, nobody

would have trusted anybody. I just don't
believe it.

Good evening.

Thanks for your telegram, Anderson.

Telegram? You're a long time coming.

Time's what you care to make it.

My associates will be arriving shortly
to pick us up. Mr. Steed is under

sentence of death.

Besides, he's still needed for
interrogation.

You're aware what kind of man he is. I
murdered six people, disrupted the

service, and broke up the Corinthia
pipeline, remember?

That's that.

Look after Steed for me, will you,
Anderson?

Don't worry.

I will.

I suppose you were bound to turn up,
Steed.

Still, no one's going to be very pleased
with you, so you'd better come with us.

How did you know me? What do you mean?

How did you know my name? You walked
straight in here and called me Anderson.

I knew you were here with Steve, and I
know him.

How did you know we were here?

Anderson, put it down.

Now, I was beginning to wonder.

I didn't think it was possible.

But I do know you.

I don't know where I've seen you before,
but I do know you.

Now, how did you know we were here?

Your telegram.

I didn't send any telegram.

Put it down, baby. No.

You know too much about me.

And about my mind.

Otherwise you wouldn't know that I was
here.

Perhaps you sent me here.

Yes, that's it.

You sent me, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Yes.

Yes, I did.

And I could do it again, too.

Actually, we could do it together. You
both know the system now.

There's a lot of improvements we could
make.

It's a question of time, really, isn't
it?

A question of time.

It's all a question of time.

I was certainly saying to myself on the
way over here, I'm getting disorganised.

Quite disorganised. It must be somewhere
here. But where?

Ah, here we are.

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm all right. I can manage, thank
you.

Are you sure?

Yes, thank you.

I hope your little holiday was a
success.

I must say, I fancy you're looking a
little tired, if I might mention such a

thing. It was very nearly a disaster.
The weather was terrible. I'll tell you

all about it sometime.

That is very nice.

Oh, by the way, Anderson sent you his
best wishes, and thanks for the

He's in hospital.

No, dear, nothing serious. I do hope.

Oh, he'll be all right. Good.

Now then, let's see.

Oh, excuse me, Mum.

Ah,

let me pour out for you. I can do it,
thanks, Steve.

You sure?

Oh, stop this ridiculous pantomime. I'm
all right.

Of course, there's still a lot of work
to be done.

In Austria, you mean?

Yep.

Things are never quite as easy as they
seem.

All the same, the Corinthia pipeline
should be open by the end of the month.

Now, shall it be black or white?

Oh!