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And in the heat of the moment, that should mean exactly what it says.

Sorry to have to do this to you, Mr. Thompson.

Keep your eyes on the road and follow my directions and everything will be fine.

We'll drive along the M4 and turn off for Heathrow.

There's something I have to do there, and when it's been done, you'll be free

go.

Don't do anything stupid, Mr. Samson.

I am a qualified nurse, and the stuff in this hypo will take effect within

seconds. So please, don't try to do anything heroic.

Don't worry, this is not an attempt to abduct you.

Terminal 2, pull in there.

Don't turn around

Hello

darling

I'm sorry we frightened you.

Oh, don't be so surprised, Bernie.

I told Moscow I was coming here to make an agreement with you, which I am.

They still imagine I can turn you.

I don't want you branded as a traitor.

I want you safe behind a desk, out of the war.

You come over here and you act as if nothing had happened.

They've grown so much.

It does hurt to see them.

How could we live a lie together for 12 years?

I don't want the children's lives made miserable any more than you do.

I undertake to leave them here in England for a year.

You want nothing in return?

Well, I should certainly expect you to drop this absurd business with Stennis.

Stennis? Got to do with us.

You make another move towards him and I shall consider any undertaking made

about the children to be null and void.

It won't be my decision.

No.

But you do have a great deal of influence.

If you want them to drop it, London will drop it.

Do not report our meeting to anyone at London Central.

Or else?

I won't contact you again in quite such a civilized manner.

Pull in over here while you...

Drive on.

Don't try and follow me, Mr. Thompson.

Excuse me, sir. You can't...

Nothing all right.

Bye, Dad.

Have you seen your sister?

Seen her?

Well, she called you.

Have you seen Fiona?

When did she call?

A couple of hours ago.

Where from?

Well, how would I know?

Moscow, Berlin, wherever the hell she is.

What's happened?

What did she say?

Well, that she misses the children. She wanted to talk about them.

That's all?

You have seen her.

Not a word, Tess.

Not even to George.

No one must know she's been here.

Oh, Barney.

Hello, George.

Family politics, your sister -in -law and our shared children.

I was telling Bernard we're happy to have the children any time.

Yes, of course.

Anything for Bernard.

Impressive. Well, I was supposed to be restraining.

I don't know what I thought.

Oh, don't tell me. The PM sent for me.

Panic at the ranch?

World War III?

So, how long has this been going on?

Good morning, Ken.

Nice to meet you.

I've got something for you to do.

Unofficial, but dangerous.

I need somebody traced, but discreetly. What does that mean?

It means you have to be very careful.

And it also means that only you and I know about it.

It's very important to me, Julian. I really need this information.

A car and a registration number and a Jamaican note.

Uh -huh.

Caught a crab, didn't I? No heroics.

She's with a man in KGB called Moskvin.

Very dangerous.

My God, the secret life of London Central.

Mackenzie rose on the river, you know that?

What do you do?

I just get fat, Dickie.

Feel better and cleaner for exercise.

Look at me, I just about woke up that head cold.

Want some chaga?

Daphne!

Chaga!

He summoned me.

Why is Werner Volkmann coming over tomorrow?

I didn't know he was.

Oh, thank God for that.

I was beginning to think I was the only one who didn't know what was going on.

I presume Brett's in direct contact with him in Berlin.

Trying to breathe new life into his defunct Brahms section.

At our expense, Bernard.

I'd just like to know who the hell your friend Werner thinks he's working for.

Werner's not working for anyone, Dickie.

Because no one's paid him yet.

In theory, he could turn around tomorrow and offer to the West Germans and damn

all we can do about it.

Well, it's up to you to make sure he does nothing of the thought.

Daphne's got a turbot for tonight.

You're bringing the girlfriend.

Remember?

Oh, really?

Hello.

Look, you and I appear to have an invitation tonight.

Dickie Cryer likes to meet his staff informally, and, well, you are.

Temporary adoption, German desk. I'm sorry about the short notice.

Tonight. Yeah, dinner at half past seven.

Miss... Hello?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Cryer is head of desk, I'm afraid, so he pulls on a lot of strings.

It's a silly, total occasion that sometimes has results.

I don't have anything to wear.

And I can't really come in my work clothes, can I?

Look, I'm not going to have time to go home and change, so it looks as if I'm

going to have to go out and buy something, doesn't it?

If it's as important as you say it is.

Why don't you come with me and help me choose something?

Oh, no, no, I'm hopeless at that sort of thing.

Look, can I come and use your place as a dressing room? I don't really want to

use the loose.

Yeah, sure, feel free.

Great.

Would you like a drink?

We've got gin, gin or gin?

Gin and tonic.

I'll let you like tequila.

No, no, gin will be lovely, thanks. Okay.

Do you always bring your work home?

I should say no, shouldn't I?

Restricted files must in no circumstances be removed from the

files are restricted.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Yes, they do rather drum it into you, don't they?

Yes.

Where are your children?

They're at their granny's.

My mother's.

Yes, they still think she's coming back you see Yes, so you

can't Can't quite get rid of her no

She's

very beautiful I Remember her in the office.

She was always very polite and very elegant

I'm sorry. I'm sure you don't want me crackling all about it.

No, it's okay.

Everyone does.

You can be quite amused to listen to someone.

Ta -da!

How do you like it?

It's very... It's very elegant.

And then you always are very elegant.

Come on.

I'll take you to your room. I mean, sorry, I'll take you to a room where you

change.

Hello,

Stanton here, German death.

Julian McKenzie on late roster.

My contact during the evening will be Mr. Cryer's house. Could you pass that

to him, please?

Thank you.

I thought we all... It has to be very, very gently filled.

Babies need to be coaxed up, not forced up.

So many people rushed in to rate the ingredients.

The fine cooking.

The man's the art, the son's the duff.

Seems you've done this very well, Daphne.

I'm afraid Dickie was president of Baylor College Wine and Food Society.

University Wine and Food Society. Please, darling.

Since you're so knowledgeable, Mr. Crash, shouldn't you be doing the

yourself?

She won't let me anywhere near the kitchen.

Dickie's capable of dirtying five pans, making one poached egg.

Daphne's taken up stripping, Gloria.

Stripping doors, Gloria. And I don't actually do it. I just sell them.

You must be the only person in London who haven't yet heard the joke.

I must say, it's got an event having you here at last.

Bernard's talked about you so much.

Oh?

When?

When we were in Mexico.

I didn't know you'd been talking about me in Mexico, Bernard.

How long... Have you been in the department, Gloria?

Nearly three years now.

They told me when I first joined I might be able to take a degree at university.

Miss Gloria's a linguist.

No, not exactly.

When did you last have someone on your German desk who could actually speak the

language, darling? I mean, apart from Bernard.

Oh, my wife seems to have recruited you already.

Next time there's a vacancy.

I'm sure you'll like it.

Yes, we're all one big happy family on Dickie's death, playing around with the

papers.

Dickie's very nice, isn't he?

Yes.

Shoots his mouth off sometimes.

All the brightest young men go to Balliol, don't they? Well, at least

what they say.

Where did you go?

I left school at 16 and went to work.

Not for the department.

Thought so.

But you can't sit the civil service exam at 16.

Well, I was in Berlin. That's where I grew up.

Knowing the language and being streetwise was all I seemed to need.

Paperwork was done later.

Well, that was a lovely evening. Thank you very much.

My pleasure.

Did you say you had some tequila?

There's no salt around the room, I'm afraid.

No, just lipstick.

What was it you were saying about me in Mexico?

Did you bet Dickie Cry you could get me into bed?

No, it was nothing like that.

We were talking about staffing and your name came up.

Or did you say you already had me in bed?

Certainly not.

You're a terrible liar, Bernard Sansom. Did anyone ever tell you that?

How have you survived so long as a secret agent when you can't even tell

little white lie?

You told Dickie we were lovers, didn't you?

Admit it.

I might have said something that gave him the wrong impression.

He's seen what he's like.

I've half an hour to catch the last train.

There are three empty bedrooms in the house.

It's good night, Mr. Samson.

And thank you for a lovely evening.

Listen, you're due with dignity at midday.

Another lunch instead of payment?

I'm pushing as hard as I can.

Have you heard Mr. Smith?

He's not going to make the first move.

He's waiting for my wife.

To show her legs for queen of country.

I want to be written back in the book, Bernie.

If you're expecting me to pimp my wife, I'm not doing it as a freelance.

What do you want?

A salary and a pension?

I want recognition, that's all. And a fee?

I told Zane I'd be coming back with the cash in my hand.

Moskyn's in London.

Have you cleared him of security?

How the hell do you think he got through the door downstairs?

The game proceeds Bernard.

No matter how much Dickie flaps with your friend today, he's had a directive

pay the Balkmans, okay?

Now, you're the file officer.

In crude terms, that means you're responsible for the money.

In even cruder terms, it means you carry it in your suitcase to Berlin.

Tonight, you go back with Balkman and make sure his wife knows what she's

to be doing before you crackle the greenbacks at her.

The payment ought to be made through Werner, you know. No, no.

She's the direct link. She's the one you got to keep your finger on there in

bits and pieces installs Okay

I enjoyed last night.

He was very kind of you.

Where's Mackenzie?

The Chichester police called from Sussex and he went rushing off.

Rushing off? How?

Called a car from the pool.

With a driver?

No, he went alone.

What if they find out she's been over here and you haven't reported it?

What if she shops you herself?

Well, it's too bloody late to report it now, isn't it?

I suppose that means the kids still think she's coming home.

You're going to have to tell them sometime.

When did Dickie take you to lunch?

Fantini's.

He still thinks if he eats me for your lunch, he'll get out of paying me the

serious money.

Still finalizing the small print, that's what he said.

I told him, nothing would get done until it is paid.

No disparate urgency, he said.

Thank you.

I've got your money.

In my bag.

And?

And it gets paid to Zena in installments.

Whose idea was that?

Brett.

So this pimp doesn't even handle the money.

Do you want us to stop?

You can't move.

Your hands are tight.

You try to back off, Stennis.

London's going to think Moscow's paying you.

Don't go away.

Yep. Hello. I found a car.

Where are you?

A place called Bosham.

Where exactly is the car?

There's a group of old buildings.

Timberclad. That's one of our safe houses.

You keep well away.

Julian?

I hear you, boss.

You stay in that car, lock the door, and wait for me, okay?

You don't exactly keep your cars low profile, do you?

About an hour ago.

KGB with the gloves off.

Your wife with the gloves off.

I told him to sit here and wait for us.

He didn't.

You think they are still out there? Oh, come on. With a bloody mess like this,

they'd be a hundred miles away.

You could put out an alert.

Sitting on a chair in the middle of the room with a pistol held against the top

of his spine.

This is a formal KGB execution.

What the hell are you doing?

You're not going to leave him here, are you?

As a child, I sent him here.

And you are going to leave him here.

I thought we had a plane to catch.

Have you come home, Liebchen?

I promise I won't even speak about her.

Speak about who, Mutti?

You know, it's a funny feeling to think that she could be just five miles away

on the other side of that wall, looking and smelling just the same.

How do you know she's still the same?

Have you seen her?

Well, she never fitted into Berlin.

And now we know why.

So, no one calls for you?

No messages?

No voices?

And you are quiet like a grave?

You must beat yourself up, Bernie.

We'll have a little tune together.

It was warm again.

The breath, the money.

How much?

Five thousand.

And another five to come when you've established contact.

Only ten thousand I'm being offered.

Fifteen if it all goes well.

But only ten guaranteed.

I'm doing this whole damn job for you.

Without me, nothing happens.

I'm your only contact with him.

Do you know how you're going to make contact with him?

Do you have his office telephone number or does he expect you to ring him at

home?

Do you ask the wives of all your friends to do this sort of thing for you?

You enjoy doing it.

Perhaps Aristinus is a more interesting man than I usually meet.

We need to know a lot more about him. His private life, marriage, children,

his wife.

And we need a home address.

So you can send someone over there.

You are not sending Werner.

He's been closed out of these.

See you soon.

See you soon.

And eventually we need another rendezvous.

He'll only talk in Mexico.

Berlin frightens him.

Berlin frightens me.

I'm not having more Frank Herrington after my every move.

I will not put anything to him without terms.

Terms have to be a direct negotiation.

I've told you he won't meet you in Berlin.

You seem to meet him easily enough.

Girlfriends. I can't explain.

Not that he can.

Men attract different attention.

Is that the game you're playing?

Girlfriends?

You are paying me to do the job.

The way I do it is up to me.

and secrets to me.

Have you ever been to a sex club in Berlin, Bernie?

Me, Werner.

What's that do?

Have you ever been to a sex club in Berlin to watch your wife play games

someone else and get excited by the game, Bernie?

Listen.

Throw your head together now.

You must be careful. I don't want you taking risks over there.

She got excited by the danger and he got excited with her excitement.

And now they're both excited by each other.

Lovely scene, Bernie. Lovely scene.

No heroics. Are you listening to me?

He took her back to his hotel.

If they fit back there, they'll be watching his house.

She went with him, Bernie.

And got bloody angry when the whole seduction was interrupted.

How does that make me feel?

I was on my way into the hotel to stop the whole thing.

If your West Indian nurse hadn't done it for me, I'd watch.

Changed from red -hot lover back into Major Stinnis KGB without blinking an

He had her out of that hotel lobby before her coat was back on. What?

West Indian nurse.

Now you're listening to me.

I think it was Fiona's black matron.

The hypodermic.

Which Stinnis?

I'm not happy with this game, Ernie.

I need a drink before I go.

You are getting old.

Damn right. And frightened.

Makes it feel different.

Being paid by you a lot again for going over.

I just hope your wife's not waiting for me on the other side.

She knew damn well you wouldn't report seeing her.

Another one?

Maybe.

What happened?

They'll find out, Bernie.

They always do.

Maybe by guesswork.

But sooner or later, London Central is going to know Fiona flew into Heathrow

for three hours.

And that you were brought there to see her.

Then they'll find Mackenzie.

Or what's left of him by then.

Honey, we have a party tonight.

Come, it'll be a four -four bridge.

So my doctor can go to bed.

Well, maybe I want to go to bed.

No, no, no, no.

I have an English friend to cheer you up. Come on.

I was told I'd probably find you here.

A chap called Harrington says that you know more about this extraordinary town

than anybody else.

I thought

you

worked in Mexico.

So did I.

But when you've worked in the diplomatic service for a few years, you soon

realize the chap that you last saw during the Korean language course in

will next be around working as an information officer at the embassy in

Some guru in the personnel department obviously decided that my schoolboy

was just what was needed to be attached to you chaps for an undecided amount of

time. No explanations, no apologies, no time to get ready, just wham, bam, and

here I am.

No bid, I think.

Three spades.

No bid.

He has unhappy cards.

I

don't doubt

it.

wanted to put me into the Steigenberger or the Kempinski, but your chap

Harrington said that this would make me say if I wanted to get a really proper

feel of Berlin.

I suppose you were here for some sort of bloke and dagger job, are you, Dickie

Cryer?

Wrong choice.

Dickie safely tucks up in bed at home, and I'm here to collect a bag of

documents.

Courage, John.

Short of people.

No, really.

I bet there's some poor devil out there cutting his way through the barbed wire

with the KGB Doberman flipping his tail.

Have some more brandy, Thompson.

I hear you're a bit of a drinker.

It's all called kish.

Kishwasser.

Very clean drink.

What exactly are you doing here?

Oh, the writing of some internal report proving how dangerous the Russians are

so that the MOD can get increased expenditure before the next budget

This Jack Gorbachev keeps on smiling on British television and saying he's only

got our best intentions at heart.

The public at home think we're spending our money on the wrong things.

You're trying to lead me on, aren't you?

What was it that chap said?

Agent provocateur.

I know what you're trying to do.

You're trying to get me drunk, aren't you?

No chance I'll drink you under the table any time.

I'm not trying to get you drunk.

It's the less you drink, the more there is for me.

You really think you're quite a drinker, don't you?

Oh, come on, then.

Let's have another bottle of this clean Vassa, as you call it. No, no, it's all

right, it's all right. You can put it down on my account.

I think we've both had enough, Henry.

You won't get away with it, you know.

Get away with what?

You know, Samson.

Don't play the bloody innocent with me. You know.

Good night, Mr.

Bloody Samson.

Funny place to want to meet.

Yes, not many of you West Berliners like coming out here.

You feel your city ends with a neon light trade -out.

You shouldn't have sent him.

Would you rather have gone in his place?

She's having stinners.

Followed every move he made.

Who, his wife?

Your wife.

He returns to Mexico next week.

And I do not believe he will even consider your terms.

I have nothing in many terms.

The psychology of defections.

It's not a quarter of a million dollars.

Or a two -bedroom house.

Very good, Mrs. Faulkner.

His words, not mine.

Where did he get his figures from?

That is, what London has offered him.

Who made this offer?

I made it.

With whose authority?

Frank Harrington.

And your Mr. Rensselaer.

They also told me you have my second 5 ,000 to pay me.

What the hell's all this about, Frank?

I'm supposed to be file officer in this tennis game, and now I find your

girlfriend making offers I know nothing about. That was uncalled for, Bernard.

Well, how the hell do you think he's going to react?

Not everyone in London trusts you to pursue this defection with total

enthusiasm.

Is that what all this is about?

Just a little chat, where no one can hear us. About what?

The stoke that you sent round a lethal the other night to fill me full of drink

and get me to talk?

How do you know he's trying to make me talk? Oh, you're giving me a lot of

foreign office hogwash. But I'd say he was internal security.

I believe he is, yes.

Does that mean I'm being investigated?

We all get investigated from time to time.

And you do have something of an outstanding problem.

You mean a waifu defected?

A waifu got away.

Something else dropped out.

Apparently used to work for you sometimes.

London have been asking whether you knew anything about his death.

Seems he'd be dead sometime when they found him.

These questions part of an official inquiry?

They'd be out here if they were.

Was he working for you?

Titry bring you these photos?

This McKenzie was found dead in one of our own safe houses.

People might think you've been killed by someone on our side.

You mustn't be angry at me, Bernard, for asking these questions. It's not easy

for me. All I'm trying to suggest is it's not the time you can feel any

you might have.

If you have any doubts about how things may turn out for you, now will be the

time to disappear.

You mean defect?

Follow what you like.

You walk through Checkpoint Charlie and disappear.

River. It's what you want, isn't that right?

Jesus, Bennett, I don't know what I want you to do.

It all depends on who you are.

Who I am?

Someone's told you that I'm a Soviet agent. That's it, isn't it?

You think I'm a Soviet agent and you're offering me a way out.