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The has will policy a war.
Imperative allies of two can thee.
I'm not going too fast for you.
No, that's fine.
Which be reach red is of counter.
United and pursue of full, but that are the which.
Be limit we forced for.
States always avoiding scale imperative.
Our bluff game vital opponents.
Can you remember all that?
It's already here.
And tomorrow, it'll be in London.
Report from Roger Masgard.
The has will policy a war.
Report from Helen Mackay. United and pursue a full...
Report from Tony Fields.
States always avoiding scale imperative are bluff game.
Put them all together.
Now what do we got?
United States has and will always pursue a policy of avoiding a full
scale war.
But it is imperative that our allies are aware of the limits to which
we can be pushed.
One of our better plans, General.
And it served us perfectly.
They served us well.
Yes.
Is there any chance of using them again on the missile? No, no.
One job and then disband them. We agree, General.
Yes. I was just thinking that they might be very... Asgard, McGuy, Fields.
Their lives will be at risk for at least two or three years until the
information they carry becomes redundant.
Don't let's push our luck, General.
Right. They're off the hook.
Tell them to get back to their normal lives and forget all about it.
No chance of that.
Now, where is it?
Let me put that in there.
This one goes in there. Is it better that way?
There, yes.
Like many a discovery.
Like Newton's apple.
It was an accident.
A short circuit, Mr. Juventa.
A simple short circuit from my car battery.
Suddenly the battery was flat.
Drained of electricity.
And so I thought of the human brain.
What is that? A sort of computer.
A storage battery for electrical impulses.
Now, let me tell you what you are thinking.
Congratulations, Professor.
Right first time.
That darn drummer was off the beat again there.
It should be.
That's about as near to being on the ball as you're going to get.
Larry.
The side door was unlocked.
I just strolled in.
Pretty lax security.
It's not Fort Knox, you know.
Oh, I don't know.
Got some valuable items here.
Ferdie's right, though. Not Fort Knox.
Not the throbbing hub of information, either.
I suppose you have something to say.
Unless he's on a mission, checking people's side doors.
Juventus in town.
Who's Juventus?
A very nice piece of work.
A top agent, no doubt about it.
Clever, but independent.
He's a mercenary. Sells here, buys there.
To the highest bidder.
I know his reputation.
And that's all you do know. I know he entered the country on... Saturday,
Dover. False papers.
You knew?
Then why haven't you done anything about it? I thought I'd leave it to you.
You have got a man telling him, haven't you?
Ivan, outside there's a man. He wears a hat and a light top coat.
Right.
You lost him, Larry.
Your man lost him.
And I thought you were so on the ball.
Lacks security.
I should have handled the job myself.
Definitely. Would have been much better.
You could have been splattered against the wall.
Look, this isn't funny.
Juventus is dangerous.
And he has something to sell.
Didn't you know that?
He went to see Psyche yesterday.
He was in and out of their embassy in five minutes flat, so it must have been
go.
It's evens as to where he goes next.
Purdy, we are supposed to be undercover.
Well, he waved first.
He is a first -class fool.
First -class?
You gave him top marks. Could be worse.
He's a handsome fool, though.
And rugged.
And charming.
And very, very sexy. Purdy.
Purdy.
We're supposed to be watching the embassy.
I knew it.
You're jealous.
Jealous? Please try to control your emotions.
And stop staring at me.
We're supposed to be watching the embassy.
It's unbelievable.
It's a key, Colonel Maroff.
A key that will unlock a door you will never be able to penetrate.
But I can, for a very considerable fee. If this thing works, you can name your
own price.
If.
I anticipated your doubts, Colonel.
I've arranged a small demonstration, not far from here.
Yes,
they're still there.
I should be flattered, I suppose, that someone considers me so important.
The red car?
And the white van opposite.
Don't worry, Colonel.
It'll be attended to.
And now I suggest we should leave.
Well, you have to grant him one thing.
He is birthed tough.
Please, keep dancing.
Heft volume.
Feel you've never possessed a fellow?
I thought carefully about this demonstration.
Mental.
Emotional.
When you're ready, come.
Alhambra Theatre, the Palladium, and the Palace.
What else do you remember, Colonel?
Absolutely amazing.
Nail your own purse price, you said, Colonel.
Effective, yes.
And you've given me the proof. About ten million.
With this device, I can obtain for you the unobtainable.
And the unobtainable is cheap at any price.
I will thank you.
that be?
The three -handed game?
The triumvirate.
It can be yours, but it will not be easy to locate.
Mazgard, the memory man, is known to me, but the other two... I can attend to
that. The three -handed game is always on our list.
We know everything.
How much did he hear?
How much does he know?
Let's find out.
A tap dancer? An expert in percussive, terpsichorean art.
That's what I said.
Why would you venture to stash an expert in percussive, terpsichorean art?
A tap dancer.
I worked it out.
The North Atlantic Seaboard.
The keystone to the Western defence is the ploy and counter -ploy of naval
strategy.
The movement, a vast tonnage of naval ships, weaving and interweaving,
manoeuvring, outmanoeuvring.
Now, if one ship were to wander off course and to get in the path of the
one... Yes?
Well, haven't you seen those old Busby Bartley movies?
The dancers never bump into one another.
Steve, what are you trying to tell us?
I'm trying to tell you, but I have absolutely no idea what Juventus is up
It's all down to Larry, then.
Steed knows about Juventus.
Steve knows about me.
Knows I'm in the country.
Is that all he knows?
Yes.
Nothing else?
No.
So... Go on.
I fancy... Purdy.
Tell finance to clear ten million for payment.
Ten million?
In notes of small denomination to be ready by the end of the week.
But Colonel Merrill... Yes, I know there will be questions.
But there is just one simple answer.
The three -handed game.
Triumvirate.
One. Two.
Three. Three -handed.
One. Two.
Three.
Three -handed.
Three.
Tap, Danza.
Get help.
Do you know, Steed, I'm beginning to like Juventus.
Like? Well, admire then.
He's been personally responsible for deposing three heads of state.
And this missile head.
He sold the plans to four different countries on the same day. Four.
It could have been early closing.
He's a pro.
You've got to admit that.
Deadly, dangerous, ruthless.
A master of the double play.
You're not related in any way, are you?
The weight of a man's knees is through his stomach.
Third is the weight to a man's heart.
Oh, and what have you got against knees?
Mine or yours?
It smells delicious.
It is.
Marshmallow pie.
The marshmallow is a neglected little beast, but it happens to be in season
now.
Must be a Wednesday in the month.
It could have been beefsteak, it could have been lasagna, it could have been
omelette fine herbe, but I happen to like marshmallows.
Cheers.
Well, there's no physical injury that I can see.
Concussion? There's no evidence of that either.
But by the way he's staring, certainly his mind is addled at the moment.
Tell me, who are you? Where do you live?
Larry, you know who I am?
Game.
Game.
He knows me.
Juventa. That's not his name.
Do you remember your name?
Your address?
Juventa North.
Old North.
Old North what, Larry?
Larry?
Old North Road.
What part of the Old North Road?
Larry?
Do you think it can take us there?
I'm sorry.
It's too late for that.
We don't know how mixed up his mind is.
But sooner or later he'll recover and lead them back here.
This place is blown.
And me with it.
You never really understood this machine, have you, Ivan?
It takes men's minds, steals their thoughts.
Good, Ivan. Very good.
Thoughts in the brain are flashed from cell to cell in the form of electrical
impulses.
This machine drains that force and transfers it to another mind.
The longer the time it's switched on, the greater the knowledge. More of the
victim's memory is stolen.
The positioning of the plate determines the skills.
Knowledge. Emotion.
Physical ability.
But what if the machine is used to transfer the whole mind?
Personality.
Everything.
I'm going to teach you how to use this machine. It's quite simple, really. But
you must concentrate hard.
Important work, Ivan. Important.
Vital.
My only chance.
Here we are. The Old North Road.
Old North Road.
Tell us where to go, Larry.
Canterbury.
Canterbury?
Can't they?
Remember, a full minute. Whatever happens, a full minute. Even if I
die, no matter.
Worked perfectly.
Release me, Ivan.
Don't you understand?
That body, that mind.
Empty. Now, I, looking like this, haven't you flinted?
You do that awfully well.
I get a lot of practice.
Dead. Game.
Game.
Do you think he wants to play card?
Maybe. He's a bridge addict.
Three.
Game. Three -handed game.
Three -handed what?
What was that, Larry?
Three -handed game.
Come in.
Come in.
We have full details of the locations.
What's he doing here?
Where's Juventus?
I am here.
In person.
I am Juventus.
The three -handed game.
The triumvirate.
Oh, Lord.
A few months ago, our American cousins updated their policy in the event of
impending war.
And quite rightly, they thought that we should know those plans too.
is totally secure from bugging, infiltration, etc., etc., and
it costs 10 million pounds to make it so.
Even in America, the land of plenty, there are only a dozen such places.
Yes, they wanted to send us their plans.
But how?
The radio?
People listening?
Papers?
Too easy to steal.
A man? Hmm?
He gets caught, interrogated, tells all.
And that would be like playing poker with an open hand.
Why didn't you go over to the States and sit in one of their secure places
and... And memorise a document that runs for 4 ,000 pages?
Besides... He could have been grabbed on the way back.
Right. And so it was Steed who came up with the answer.
He usually does.
The three -handed game.
Three people.
Each... with a photographic memory, each entrusted with only one third of the
information. And each useless without the others.
Hmm. The three -handed game.
Roger Mascard, Helen Mackay, Tony Fields.
And somewhere in there, Juventus.
But Juventus dead.
Nevertheless, I agree.
We must make quite sure that our three -handed game remains secure.
Who did you get?
You wouldn't like him.
How about you?
Oh, you wouldn't like her either.
I think you are very attractive.
Just as well. My orders are to stick close to you.
With orders like that, I'm delighted. I'm in danger.
How charming, Mr. Mascot. Just a small part of my theatre training.
This is very unusual, Mr. Gambit.
Mike.
Mike.
Look upon it as I do, an unexpected and pleasant surprise.
I've never been subjected to special security measures before.
I've read your file.
Twice.
And your photograph doesn't do you justice.
And you'll have to stay close to me.
Until we're completely sure.
How close?
Well, this is a permissive age.
And I'm supposed to feel safe with you around?
You don't.
You are a very attractive man, Mike.
I never argue with a beautiful woman.
Very attractive.
I don't think we should waste our time together.
Close off.
I'm sorry about this. Not at all. You've got a matinee. You've got a matinee.
Wherever you go, I go.
On stage?
Well, perhaps not that far.
You've gone inside.
Of course.
Makes it difficult.
Quite the contrary.
It's perfectly simple.
I, we, know every inch of that theatre.
by Robert Pershing Wadlow of Alton, Illinois, in the United States of
His recorded height is 8 feet and 11 inches. Is that correct?
Correct.
Ta -da!
Oh, thank goodness. I thought I'd locked you.
Well, how'd it go?
How did what go?
That guard.
Your memory act.
Memory act?
What memory act?
Who's Mazgard?
Hello. Hi.
Tony Fields?
That's right.
I'd like to speak to him urgently.
Sorry. He'll be out there for another hour.
He won't come in even if I call him.
He's just broken the lap record.
Oh, dear.
I'll see if I can change his mind.
Good afternoon.
I had to give up racing when I joined the Triumvirate.
They can't stop me practising.
How long are you going to be chaperoning me, Steed?
What?
Oh!
As long as it's necessary.
Something wrong?
No, nothing.
Right, let's go.
I hope you're enjoying this, Mike.
It's a new experience.
Really? Oh, you're the best I've had all week.
Gambit!
Paddy!
You've got it all wrong.
That's not me.
That's me.
Oh.
Well, I hope it soon gets better.
Did you want something?
I must have done.
Oh, yes.
Madgar's gone.
Now there's only Field and Helen Mackay.
There's only Helen Mackay now.
Field, this mind, is a blank.
Write that settle, then. I'll leave you here.
I'll check on Larry.
I'll leave you in capable hands.
Thank you.
I'd better get dressed.
I can see now it isn't you.
Too tall.
Three -handed game.
Dancing.
Tap dancing.
Tap dancing.
Tap dancing.
Tap dancing.
Drains their brains.
Drains their brains.
My work is now mostly what you call modern.
Aphrodite at the waterhole. What else?
Napoleon at Moscow.
Nelson at Trafalgar. No, the gardener put it up to support the rhododendron.
Symbolic. But obvious.
She's joined the others.
Larry made sense.
Finally.
Juventa had a brain drain machine.
So the three -handed game is now of one mind. Almost certainly.
But whose?
Juventa is dead.
Presumably he had more than one accomplice.
End of the line.
Back to square one.
With nothing to go on.
Except he had a sense of rhythm.
Tap dancer.
Tap dancer.
Meroff?
Yes?
Juventus.
I, uh, hope you have the money.
Prepared.
I am now the three -handed game.
I shall need proof.
The United States has and always will pursue a policy of
avoiding a full -scale war.
But it is imperative that our allies... That's all you get, Maroff.
Until I get paid.
Or should I call you Juventa?
Hello, it's me.
No? Say, Peter Piper picked...
A peck of pickled pepper.
Eater.
Purdy! How about that? Bravo!
Purdy.
The brain drain machine.
Did it touch you?
Gervonta.
Listen!
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper.
I could tap before I could walk.
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