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Not for you? No, no, I'm going to serve something.
If you're ready.
For your wonderful cuisine, I'm always ready.
What this time?
You should have been a chef.
And some of our hosts knew he found yours.
Wonder.
How I envy you.
Paul, here.
Your access to these things.
If only we could share each other's culture more.
Perhaps we will someday.
I hope so.
Is Peter in?
No, I'm sorry.
Oh. Oh, he's meant to meet me here.
Hasn't he been in at all? Or phoned? Not since last week, no.
I suppose he's held up in Oxford. Do you mind if I use the phone?
Well, I'm afraid not. The owner's away, and I'm kind of the acting caretaker.
I'm not going to steal anything.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Why don't you use the phone booth in the village?
All right. Thank you.
Oh, wait.
I left a Mac here ages ago.
A black plastic one.
You wouldn't ever look in the hall cupboard, would you?
Okay, I'll check. Hang on.
Stop sitting here. Check the desk for me, Jenny.
Here's the book.
You really have no idea what Harry's working on?
No, absolutely none. Or even where he is.
Oh, he keeps in contact with me by phone.
Every night.
It's a kind of security check, you know. I see.
And if he doesn't phone, what are you supposed to do?
Exactly what I'm about to do.
Leave it till ten the following morning, which is about now.
And if he still hasn't called, which he hasn't, open the safe.
I will find an envelope and his address.
Anything else?
Just the address.
You're a beauty, aren't you?
Are you here all on your own?
Anybody here?
Did you do that?
Woo -hoo!
It's mine.
Who the devil are you?
What are you doing in my house? I'm looking for Harry Rood. He's an
mine. How did you get in?
The back door was wide open.
Well, come and have a look for yourself.
What's wrong?
No, nothing.
Look, what is going on here? Who's Nikolai and what was Harry doing here? I
can't tell you. I'm sorry, but you must go.
Go? Oh, no, I'm not leaving till I get some answers. Young woman, this is a
private matter. I'm the only one who can handle it. You might as well tell me
what you know. I said it was private.
I will think you want to tell me what you know.
And then he threw me out.
So we still don't have any clues.
Oh, just one.
The reason he threw me out was because when he saw the dog had been fed, he
who'd done it.
And there he goes.
To land back hell out of him.
Listen to this.
Petronov's only crime was that he had led a peaceful demonstration against the
invasion of Czechoslovakia by the Warsaw Pact forces.
He now languishes in Siberia.
It shows Nikolai is nothing but a fascist puppet.
No, no, Jasper, it's probably true.
But it's not the point.
If this distortion of Marxism were ever published, it could set our course back
years.
Come on, let's burn it now.
No, no, no, no, no. The embassy must see this.
Why? They don't even believe he's here. Right, so let's get rid of it.
Evelyn, yes?
I'll tell him, yes.
Your father's here.
But he can't be. He's not due back until... That means he's found out.
Get out there and convince him. What? That you know nothing.
Nothing.
Lean over backwards, promise to walk back. I'll find out anything you like.
I can't. Do it.
What are you going to do? I don't know. I don't know what's holding this up.
Tell them it's now or never.
Dad!
What a surprise. I expected... What have you done with him?
With... with who?
Now you can stop that innocent eyestuff.
You were the only one who knew that Nikolai was outside Russia. The only one
knew he was in our house.
Nikolai, I... I... Now, boy, if you've harmed one hair of his head, so
help... You just let me... Sorry, Peter.
I know all about your commonest sympathies.
But this is a great man.
He's suffered.
He's fought all his life for principles that we in our soft world take for
granted.
I want him home, you understand?
I want him safe home with me, unharmed and with his manuscript.
Go and tell that to your revolutionary friends. You tell them that if he's not
safe home with me by tonight, I'll have the special branch down here so fast.
Regardless of what they do to me for having smuggled him in, and they'll do
plenty. It could ruin my publishing career.
Ah,
you hadn't thought of that, had you?
Your bread and butter.
So get cracking.
You've got 12 hours. Dad, will you listen to me? No, boy, just do as I say.
Now!
Ivanov? I tell you, he just damn well knew.
And we've got to get Nikolai back to my father. You must be out of your mind.
He's only guessing.
Guessing or not, that's not going to stop them bringing the law down on us.
Now, we've got to get Nikolai back by tonight.
Tonight? Ah, well, by tonight he'll be out of the country.
You mean the embassy believe us at last?
They're sending down a couple of men to take him off our hands.
Well, that's not going to stop the police, is it?
Listen, two people know about this now. Dad and Harry Rule.
Peter. Stop worrying.
They know how to handle it. The men they're sending are professionals.
KGB.
What are they up to?
I don't know, but something's brewing.
Did you find out who they are?
Yes. The older one's called Devlin.
He's their tutor in political science.
Wouldn't you know it.
We're still no nearer finding Harry, are we?
No.
They've got luck here.
Nikolai! How dare you keep him like this?
This was not our doing.
Untie him.
As soon as Comrade Ivanov is on his way home, you will be set free, unharmed.
Listen to him what you do.
You have kept the secret of your defection very well, comrades.
All he wanted was a place to write his book in peace.
As his London publisher, I arranged that for him.
That's all.
Just to write an indictment of his own country.
There is no book, gentlemen.
He has never left Moscow.
What are you talking about?
When Comrade Ivanov has flown home tonight, there will be no evidence that
was ever here.
Ah, won't there indeed?
Hear him out.
There will be no scandal in the press, no accusations of kidnapping.
And no trouble for Mr. Lockyer for having aided and abetted a criminal
into the United Kingdom.
Or, if you persist in your allegations of illegal behavior, the accusation will
be yours.
What choice will we have but to put him on trial?
Here's some food for you.
Rigori will remain until midnight.
Then, if all is well, he will release you.
So, shall we go, Coleman?
Are you looking for Professor Devlin?
Yes, I thought he might be here.
Or Jasper Pollard or Jenny Rowan?
No, I've come for a tutorial.
Come in, Peter.
What is this?
You are nervous, aren't you?
Is it because the deadline is getting nearer?
Your father said he'd call the police.
Well, you can relax because the KGB have got him too. What do you mean?
They couldn't risk him sounding the alarm before they got Nikolai out of the
country. And back to Russia.
I don't believe it.
It's a trick.
My father's at home. Call him.
How do they plan to get Nikolai out?
Where is Devlin? I don't know.
They went to the theater, I think.
Come on.
Yes, they're leaving tonight.
It's ready chaos here. I tell you, I'll be glad when they've gone.
Righto. Come on.
Devlin?
Peter, what are you doing here? Where's my father?
Where is he?
He's not here.
Damn it, Devlin, where the hell is he? I've just told you.
He's not here.
Something's gone wrong.
I'm going to move in now.
What are you lot?
What are you doing here? I'm sure Nikolai's here, but not Dan.
No one's allowed backstage.
Come on. What time are they leaving? Oh, immediately after the performance.
Come on now, look, you'll have to go. Come on, come on.
Nobody is going anywhere.
Now look, I don't want to have to call the police. You do just that.
Quite satisfied?
Nothing.
All right, got it?
Yes, got it.
He's still alive.
Where's Devlin?
I'll check.
My pleasure.
Harry, I owe you both a great deal.
Oh, Nicola, you know I've had this personal note from the Home Secretary so
if you'd like to apply for permanent residence... I am deeply honoured, but
was never my intention.
Harry.
Well, there it is.
Everything that has to be said for the world to read.
I was right to employ your services, Harry.
You're a very astute man.
I like insurance, and for the price of a photostat, why not?
Which you'll no doubt charge me.
I must go.
Goodbye.
can he go back now after all this?
Read the manuscript.
Nikolai's fight isn't against any one country or one system.
Man's inhumanity to man.
Right.
Where he fights doesn't matter.
In the avenues and alleyways,
where the soul of the man is easy to find.
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