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Abdullah.

Ahmed, my dear friend.

What an unexpected surprise.

We've been looking for you, me, the police, all over Cairo,

ever since some little trouble, was it,

you had at Ibrahim's restaurant some hours ago.

How did you know that so quickly?

Not a leaf falls from the tree but Abdullah hears it touch the ground.

Abdullah knows everything.

Then you must also know that

I need a safe place for the night.

Now, if you would grant me your hospitality for this night,

surely Allah would bless you, and, of course...

I insist that you accept this small gift in return.

What jokes you do play with me.

Here, my sweet little Fatima.

You take the good English pounds Sterling

of my friend Ahmed. You take.

Play with them.

You know, Fatima, once before I did this man a service,

and he paid me with the same money.

It's counterfeit.

You know, Ahmed, there are some men who would feel hurt,

even insulted, to be played such tricks, but not Abdullah.

No. Abdullah is made of larger stuff.

You are my friend.

You are welcome in my house for as long as you need.

And I'm sure that when you have

the proper means, you will wipe out this

insult.

My dear friend, Abdullah,

I appreciate your generosity.

And in truth I did not know that

the money that I was giving was counterfeit.

But that does not alter what I know that you will do.

As surely as the moon follows the sun,

you will now sell me to the British.

Ah, yes.

Business is business.

I pray that you have earned a place

close to the feet of the prophet Muhammad.

What is this? Why have they brought me here?

We just want to ask you a few questions.

Full name.

Sonja el-Aram.

If you were Egyptian, you would have known that.

Who's Alex Wolff?

Did he do that to you?

Who is he?

A wealthy patron of the Cha Cha Club.

Wealthy in forged currency.

How'd you meet him, Sonja?

How else?

He comes to watch me dance.

What's your address?

You have a room somewhere?

Villa Jihan, Zamalek.

It is in a quiet neighbourhood.

Do you take Wolff there?

Unfortunately your intervention could not provide that opportunity.

How old are you?

Is that an example of British manners?

All right, let's stop playing games, Sonja.

No, you stop playing games.

By tomorrow morning half of Cairo will know that the British

have put Sonja in jail with no reason,

and there will be a riot.

My people will burn the city and you will have to bring

your soldiers back from the desert to deal with this.

We'll deal with it.

She's quite the prima donna.

As you say, sir.

I don't believe her for one minute.

But she's right, though. We can't do anything. We can't hold her.

What we can do, though, is put a surveillance on her villa.

I'll round up a couple of our men, sir.

No, don't think it's a good idea.

I don't think Bogge would allow that. Tell you what,

contact Superintendent Kemel.

Ask him to put some of his men on it.

Consider it done, sir.

You do good work. Anybody ever tell you that?

My nanny did once, sir, but it's nice to have it verified.

Is your shoulder OK?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, it's still there. - Good.

Alex. How did you get here?

Don't you realize they must be watching my villa?

They are watching your villa, my love,

under the loyal and dedicated

direction of Superintendent Kemel.

A great honour to meet you, mademoiselle.

You are a policeman?

An Egyptian policeman.

Have you been arrested?

Mr. Wolff contacted me to see if

I could suggest some place where he might avoid

tonight's little problem.

He thought the best place might be right here with you,

under the friendly eyes of selected Egyptian policemen.

You see my dear, Mr. Kemel, like yourself,

is counting the hours until Egypt is rid of the British tyrant.

Naturally I shall report that

nothing suspicious occurs here, mademoiselle.

When this is finished,

I must thank Major Vandam.

Preferably before I kill him.

You will be the one killed if you use any more stupid tricks

like using forged currency.

Damned Abwehr penny pinchers,

they gave me those bills.

By God, somebody will be garrotted for this when I return to Berlin.

Speaking of Berlin,

you won't forget our arrangement?

How could I, my friend?

When my work is finished,

Rommel has his listening posts attuned to my crystal.

They will relay you directly to Berlin.

Come along.

I do not love you.

You do not love me.

I do not love you.

You do not love me.

But you know what I need.

I know what you need.

You know what I need.

I told you, I've found her.

I'll start work on her tomorrow.

All right? Hmm?

You do not love me. Ah.

There are 12 men and two RACs in place outside,

six men and four RACs in place inside,

not counting us. She's just arrived.

How does she look?

Absolutely incredible.

Her nerves, Jake. How does she look?

Very cool, sir.

What time is it now?

6:17.

He's not due for 13 minutes,

assuming he has the German penchant for preciseness.

She wants to know what to do.

- What time is it now? - 7:16.

He's 46 minutes late.

Stay put.

- Sure you got the right time? - Yes, Major, I am sure.

You know it's damn important I stop this man. You know that.

What about the rest of the British army?

You make it sound like a personal conflict.

It is.

Did he hurt you?

No. I fell off my motorcycle.

Not very heroic, is it?

- I'm sorry. - No, it's all right.

But... I must say, I prefer you in civilian clothing.

You look less formidable.

You're very lovely.

I know.

You've been told that before, right?

Is this the first time you've looked at me?

No, no.

Why?

This is a...

strange conversation.

Sure as hell is.

I think I better take you back to your house.

I think you'd better.

I'll just tell Jake to send the troops on home. Won't be a minute.

And I will stop a cab for us.

Mademoiselle... in here.

I thought you were not coming.

Well, I'm sorry that I'm late, but the unexpected arose.

But we still have the best part of the evening ahead of us.

But the Oasis...

Ah, yes. Well, I have a far better place.

Where is she?

I think that car picked her up.

Damn. Damn!

One of our men is bound to have got the number of the taxi.

I mean, did he see our men? - How the hell did it happen?

Oh, God. I don't know. It all happened so fast.

Maybe it was just caution.

Unless he knows she's working for us.

Oh, God help her.

God help her.

You arrive almost an hour late,

you snatch me into a taxi and drive me off to God knows where.

I do not like this at all. Now, take me home.

I am sorry, and you have every right to be annoyed.

I certainly do.

I do not know your name,

what you do or where you live.

Why should I be here with a man

I know absolutely nothing about?

So let us start again.

As for me, you may call me Alex.

As for what I do...

I have...

money to burn, in a manner of speaking.

And as to where I live,

should we...

...should we find pleasure in our company,

I will bring you to my home.

Now, as for you.

My name is Elene Fontana.

Not a very Greek name for the niece of Aristopulos.

It is a stage name.

Champagne?

I am on the stage,

or at least trying to get there.

And as to where I live,

should we find pleasure

in the company of each other,

I will bring you to my home.

There's nothing more you can do, Major.

I'll call you if anything turns up.

Don't worry about waking me. I'll be up.

You'd do better to get some sleep.

Every available police and military unit

is out looking for that taxi and its occupants.

- We'll find them. - Thanks, Jake.

Hi, Dad.

Young man...

that's one book that's off limits, OK?

Why? What's it about?

Oh, Rebecca is about

a young girl who marries a widower.

And... a widower is...

A man whose wife's dead.

Right. Right.

Anyway, their... their relationship

is affected by...

It sounds complicated. It must be true to life.

Yeah, you could say that.

Who burned the book, Dad? Someone who didn't like the story?

No, it was a German soldier, actually.

Evidently they were using it for code

and didn't want us to get our hands on it.

Really? Wow! But you've got the book now, haven't you?

So you know the key.

Well, not exactly. You see, the way it works

is the sender has a copy of a book,

receiver has a copy of the same book,

but there is a key, and it's usually on a slip of paper,

and without that key, even though we intercept the message,

it doesn't do us any good, see? See?

So we have to find the piece of paper

with the key on it, right?

Right,

and I wish we had you oh our staff.

Right.

I first came here when I was a boy.

My parents were Europeans working in Egypt.

While I was still very young,

my father died and my mother remarried an Egyptian.

A lawyer, very important.

Later, when I had grown up,

when the city would become oppressive...

...I would come here to this place,

this bridge.

My way back to the desert.

You see, for me,

restrictions are the most terrifying things of life.

Have you none?

Only imprisonment.

If ever I were locked up in a jail cell...

...l would surely go mad.

In that case, you must lead

a very careful, lawful life.

Who do you favour, Alex,

European mother or Egyptian father?

The best of both.

Interesting, this. have revealed more to you than

is known by most of my intimate friends.

That is flattering.

I am comfortable with you, Elene.

And yet I know little or nothing about you.

Believe me, Alex, there is little or nothing to know.

What do you want from life?

I want...

to be safe.

What do you want?

I want power.

The power to rebuild this bridge, my bridge.

May we both find what we want.

May we both take what we want.

- We will do this again. - I would like that.

Isn't that the taxi we're looking for? Lights.

We'll pick that man up. You follow the cab.

- Where is he? - Are you going to shoot me?

- Where is he? - Alex got out at the Sharia Abbas.

- How long ago? - About ten minutes.

- All right. Sorry we frightened you. - You cannot know how glad I am to see you.

- What's up? - We've had a dash of luck.

An Egyptian police patrol under a British officer

spotted Wolff leaving the cab.

The officer and a policeman went after him.

By now they've either got him or he's scarfed.

Take the driver down. See if you can get any information.

- I'll see what I can learn from the lady. - Right you are, sir.

- We'll never catch him. - Why do you say that?

I know him now.

He is not the kind of man to be picked up in the streets.

Halt! Stop or I'll shoot!

Zwei, drei, vier...

sechs...

- So you never saw his place? - No, just to that bridge.

It is quite beautiful, actually.

Oh, yeah? What's he like?

He is charming, intelligent. He is... dangerous.

- Does he want to see you again? - Yes.

Good. I hope he does.

A few hours ago you seemed glad he had not shown up.

But he did.

- What do you suppose he wants to see you for? - Well, I should think that was obvious.

Most men find me attractive.

You seemed to think that Alex

would want to take me home to bed.

Alex?

Must have been awfully good champagne...

and a long stroll.

Get out of here before you make me very angry with you.

- Why are you upset? - Because this is ridiculous.

You asked me to do a job at whatever the cost,

and now that I have done it, you're acting like a...

Yes, I think you are.

Fragmentation grenade.

Wolff could have picked it up oh our side of the line.

Do you suppose that whoever's supplying him

with headquarters' secrets is also arming him?

I don't know. But I do know

they could kill more of our men

with those secrets than all the arms in Cairo.

We need another good break, a decent lead.

What about, uh, Sonja?

Any activity around her house?

Well, according to Superintendent Kemel,

she only leaves her house to dance and then returns.

Uh-huh. Might be a good idea to see that she doesn't make any detours.

- I'll undertake that chore, Major. - Oh?

You sure you're up to it, watching belly dancing?

Well, sir, can't dump

all the dirty jobs on the enlisted man.

No, that's right. Good man.

Really, my dear, we must... we must try and make

these arrangements for the evening.

I barely have time

to get through the staff meetings in the mornings.

I am being selfish.

Perhaps we should stop seeing each other.

Oh, no, no, no, no. No, really, my dear.

It's... It's so wonderful.

This... it is so... so wonderful.

Yes.

Darling. Darling. Yes. Sandy.

I'm sorry, sir. You left orders to be shown

any communication from Rebecca the instant it arrived.

Ja.

Look.

Look.

New British defence line. Matruh to Sidi Hamza.

Disposition 10th Corps. Minefields. My God.

1st Armoured Division.

Second New Zealand,

fresh from Syria.

He has done it.

- Again. - Again.

This will give us Cairo and all of North Africa.

- Good evening, madam. - As-salamti.

I must see Major Vandam. My name is Elene Fontana.

Major not yet return home, madam.

May I wait, then? It is most important.

You may wait here, madam. My name is Gaafar.

Please call me if there is something you require.

Thank you very much.

That's not a very good book.

It's about some silly girl and a blighted marriage.

There's no action.

You do not need action for a good book.

There is suspense and romance and

much you will appreciate as you age.

I'm Elene Fontana, by the way.

I'm William Vandam II. Just call me Billy.

Do you like tecs?

- Tecs? - Detectives.

I've read all of Agatha Christie and Dorothy Sayers.

Really?

I like detective stories too.

Could you lend me one?

It's so hard to get new books these days.

Well, let us swap.

What do you have to lend me?

Hang on.

How about Raymond Chandler?

Americans are much more true to life, you know.

None of that English country house

and locked door stuff.

Oh, I'm forgetting my manners. May I get you a drink, Miss Fontana?

Elene, please. But, no, thank you.

If you change your mind, I mix a first-class whiskey and soda.

- Do you, now? - Dad says so.

And... what about your mother?

- Is she here? - My mother's dead.

She was killed in a German bombing last year.

Oh, Billy, I am so sorry.

It's all right. It's the war, you see.

Every terrible thing that happens to us,

we simply bow our heads and say, "It is the war."

It is not all right, damn it.

It really isn't, is it?

"He could clearly see the gun

reaching through the whorls of light,

the muzzle pointed steadily at the bridge of his nose."

"The Colt.38 was overbalanced by the heavy silencer

- embracing the front end." - Bang, bang, bang.

And the three culprits bit the dust.

Well, I see while the cat's away, the rats

- have played up too late again. - It is my fault.

Gaafar warned me you are

very rigid about bedtime,

but I was enjoying myself too much.

I will get your drink, Major.

Oh, yes, thanks, Gaafar. And, um, table for two?

It's a little bit cold, dinner.

- How goes the war, sir? - The war goes smashing.

And the lights go out.

Hold lights out till I get mine.

- Good night, Dad. - Night, son.

- Good night, Elene. - We will do it again, Billy.

How'd you get Billy to warm up to you so quickly?

I broke your iron warrior's code.

I let him do something that he's needed to do for a long time.

- Oh? What's that? - Cry.

Did you get a chance to talk to the boy that brought Wolff's note?

He ran off without a word.

10:30, Tuesday, Oasis.

What shall we do?

Same thing as we did before, only this time better, I hope.

But I do not want to spend another evening with him.

Why?

He frightens me.

I can't blame you for wanting to quit.

We'll try and set the trap without you.

But Alex is so cautious.

He will never show up without seeing the bait there.

Why should that bother you?

You've earned your ticket to Palestine.

That is why you've continued to help me, isn't it?

Yes, of course.

You can drop

Elene Fontana and go back to Sarah Askenazy.

I suppose that'll be some comfort.

I will keep that date with him.

He will never show up unless he sees me there.

You will never catch him.

Thank you for a lovely dinner.

Elene. Elene. Wait a damn minute.

What for? I told you I will stay.

1 will finish the job for you. I will help you catch your spy.

- What more do you want from me? - I want everything. Everything.

I don't know.

All want to do is laugh. I don't know why. I don't know.

It's never been like this before.

I mean afterward.

I don't know what I mean. Here you go. Oh, hello there.

Elene.

Is that not the way it is supposed to be?

I don't know. It's a surprise to me if it is.

But your wife.

I thought you two were so much in love.

Everybody did.

Only Margaret and I knew the truth.

Whatever else she felt for me,

it.. it wasn't love.

I do not understand.

Margaret was the only daughter of a British industrialist.

We had what should have been a simple affair.

So, naturally, she moved into my flat.

Why "naturally"?

You had to know Margaret.

Her father ordered her to come home,

so naturally she married me.

He commanded her to have an annulment,

so she got pregnant.

Everything Margaret did was rebellion.

Even with you?

We pretended we had a happy marriage, for Billy's sake.

Then the war came along.

And I had had a little experience with intelligence,

so I joined the British army.

I wanted her to stay home with Billy.

So, naturally, she joined the Wrens.

She was sharing a bed with a RAF officer

when the flat was hit by a German bomb.

Why do you keep her photos?

For Billy.

He is a nice boy.

You have done very well.

No. He's done very well... in spite of me.

I drink too much.

I don't stay home enough.

And somehow...

I'm not flexible.

We shall see about that.

William...

I love you.

Albert. What a happy surprise. It's good to see your smiling face again.

I thought you were in Sicily.

I've just flown in. Several hours ago.

Ah, sorry. Did you bring me some petrol?

- No. - Ah.

Damn it, Rommel, you were supposed to advance to Tobruk, no more.

Well, circumstances have changed.

Your air and sea support is needed for my attack in Malta.

Now, after I have taken Malta,

then your supply routes will be secure

Albert, I have not come all this way by playing that old game,

advance and consolidate and then try to move again.

When they attack, I dodge.

When they defend, I go around.

When they fall back, I pursue. And they

are running.

Now is the time to take Egypt.

Huh! With 75 tanks?

Confirm.

I know where the Allies are regrouping,

their unit strength,

details of their weaknesses.

They will do the dying.

Where do you get your information?

Primarily the reports of a spy, Albert.

My God, Rommel.

You have no tanks, but you've got your Rebecca.

His information was quite

correct the last time.

I am here to reconfirm the F hrer's original order.

You will make no further advance.

I sent a personal envoy to Berlin...

to the F hrer.

He has only just returned...

with an answer.

"To Feldmarschall Erwin Rommel."

"It is only once in a lifetime that the goddess of victory smiles."

"Onward to Cairo. Adolf Hitler."

Your promotion to Feldmarschall.

Congratulations, Rommel.

Erwin.

Return to the airstrip!

Well, let us finish this war.

I still don't understand where on earth you got an idea like this.

Riding through Cairo. Half the city's trying to get out.

The rest of them seem to be preparing a parade for Rommel.

And you apparently

intend to feed him our battle plans, huh?

Now, according to this memo,

you no longer intend to capture this Rebecca spy.

No, sir, I intend to try to capture him,

but first I want to locate his radio and the key to his code.

That way I can be Rebecca

and send him false information.

- False information. - Yes, sir.

You intend to aim Rommel at our weakest point.

Now, surely, Major, it makes more sense to aim him

at our strongest point and smash him there.

Colonel, number one, we must allow Rommel

through our lines towards Alam Halfa.

Two, he must attack from the south.

There's quicksand there that he can't know of without

the maps that only we have.

And number three, if we draw him into one area, we can

concentrate our forces, like he does, instead of scattering them

all over the map trying to protect everything. Don't you see?

Yes, it... does begin to make sense.

Tell you what, Major, I'll fine-comb it in shape and then

I'll take it up to the brass.

Oh, there you are, Vandam.

Stand at ease, gentlemen.

I've been wanting to talk to you about your memo, Major.

You know about it, General?

I sent a copy to the general. It's on your memo, sir.

I hadn't noticed.

You're supposed to be catching spies, Major, not advising

- generals on strategy. - I was just saying...

Frankly, I think it's a splendid idea.

Now, look, Auchinleck is having a meeting in a few minutes' time.

I'd like you to come in there and sell it to him.

- You can spare him, can't you? - Oh, of course, sir.

Right, Vandam. Shall we?

So... Vandam proposes to bait Rommel...

from the south...

...by luring him towards Alam el Halfa...

...then to catch him in the desert quicksand...

...and squeeze him on both flanks.

Excuse me, darling. I'm just going to go and wash my... wash my hands.

- No, no, Sandy. - I'm just going to... wash my hands.

No, Sandy, wait.

- Sandy, wait. - No. No, no. I must...

- Sandy. - I must. I must. I must.

No, Sandy, wait. Where are you going?

Who the bloody hell are you, you damned wog?

God.

You, Slavenburg, you traitor. What have I done? What have...?

No more.

No more.

Get it out of my bath.

Now I must find some place to hide him.

They'll search everywhere for this pig.

In a few days Rommel will be here

and it won't matter.

You are so sure of your Rommel.

Yes, I am.

This latest report seals it.

Not only do I have the disposition of the El Alamein forces,

Tonight's message will be the last message

that I have to send. Thanks to him.

Thanks to you, Major Smith.

Tonight... tonight you were to bring this girl to me, this Elene.

Alex, you have been promising me long enough!

- I want something for all of this. - All right!

You shall have her.

Besides, it will be a pleasant enough diversion until

you have to radio your message, hmm?

Get it out of here.

I am sorry.

They are lovely. You are lovely. The world is lovely.

No, the world is grim.

War is hell. But

you are lovely.

In half an hour I will meet Alex,

you will capture him,

and everything will be wonderful again.

Elene, I'm sorry, but there's been a change in plans.

We've got to find the key to Rebecca's code.

- But when you catch him, you will have it. - He would never have it with him.

He's probably hidden it with his radio.

What can I do?

Meet him as planned.

Make him take you to his home.

Don't worry. I've got men surrounding the restaurant.

No matter what direction you take, they'll follow you.

Once he's in his home, they can grab him and the radio.

And then I look forward to you rescuing me.

The midnight message to Rommel has got to come from us.

But what if he tries to use his radio before then?

- Then you must smash it. - How?

There's an element,

a small crystal, black crystal.

Smash that and the radio's useless.

I'm sorry to do this to you.

I want to say to hell with Wolff. I don't want you to see him again.

- But I... - I know. It is the war.

- Who is it? - Alex.

- What is he doing here? - Damn.

He must have changed his plans again.

Elene?

I am still dressing.

What should I do?

Go to him. Open the door.

Be careful. I'll be near.

Well, I see someone has already arrived

with the same thought in mind...

and done me one better.

You do not think I am without other admirers, do you?

A British officer who's company I had to refuse

- in order to spend the evening with you. - Hard cheese for the British officer.

Come along, then. I've hired a car for the evening.

Actually, I would like to eat dinner at the Oasis.

We have made two dates to go there and I have yet to taste the food.

You'll enjoy much more what I have planned.

- Trust me. - I suppose I will have to.

- What's your name and rank? - Corporal Hamadi, sir.

- Who? - Corporal Hamadi.

Corporal, I'm Major Vandam. Superintendent Kemel

- may have mentioned my name. - Indeed he did, sir.

- Have you got a gun? - No, sir, not for surveillance.

All right, I'll tell you what I want you to do.

I want you to get to a phone right away. Call British headquarters.

Ask for Sergeant Lendenowen. That's Sergeant Lendenowen.

Or Colonel Bogge.

Tell them we're outside of Sonja's villa.

The man we're looking for is inside.

Tell them to bring enough men to take the place right away, you hear?

- Do you understand? - Perfectly, Major.

A telephone is just four blocks from here.

Good. I'll wait for you here.

I go.

- More caviar? - No, thank you.

I was hoping to enchant you.

Instead I bore you?

No. Only 11 hs.

Time goes so quickly. I thought it was earlier.

What an enigma you are.

- What? - One moment so...

distant, aloof.

The next moment within reach.

And then in the next moment so knowing.

- You seem afraid of me. - Hardly.

What are you doing here, Superintendent?

My detective

didn't call your headquarters as you asked.

What?

- He called me instead. - Oh, damn.

I phoned your headquarters and spoke to your Colonel Bogge.

He is assembling men and will rush to your side.

In the meantime, I came to see if I could be of help.

Good. Good.

Sonja.

Come on, let's go.

Gently, Elene.

This is a friend.

Sonja.

Alex has told me so much about you.

I've so looked forward to this, my dear.

You're early.

I could not wait.

I told them I was ill.

Looks like we'll have to take him.

- We? The two of us? - Yes.

At least we'll have the element of surprise.

- You got a gun? - Yes, of course.

Let me have it.

- Alex, what is it? - Quiet!

How dare you.

What are you doing here?

What is the meaning of this?

- Major Vandam followed you here. - Vandam?

- Where is he? - In there.

There's no need to worry. I am certain he is dead.

- My radio. - Radio?

You promised to give me this radio.

Without me, Vandam would have had you this night.

Without me,

you would have been dead.

- Alex. - Wait inside. -The radio.

Take that body away and wait for me here.

You shall have your radio.

It's all right. It's all right.

Yes. Oh, yes. Come on.

Yes.

I know this woman.

I helped Major Vandam raid her apartment for black market goods.

Did you, now?

You made some sort of arrangement with Vandam

to trap me.

You failed.

So have you.

I broke the crystal.

You think you have won some sort of victory.

From this moment on,

the length of your life will be measured in six inches of steel.

Who did it?

Who killed him? Wolff.

He stabbed him in the back.

I should kill you.

Where is he? Where's Wolff?

He just drove away, I swear it.

Let's see who's home.

She did it.

By God, she did it.

No more messages from Mr. Wolff.

You.

- Where's Elene? - How would I know?

Wolff took her.

Why are we at his house?

He's out in the city looking for you.

Vandam is dead.

Oh, I see that you had more than a professional relationship.

So much the better.

The boy will know you.

Billy?

To end this discussion, because of your actions,

I must return to Asyut.

But now everyone is looking for Alex Wolff, a lone man,

however a man travelling with his family, an attractive wife

and a healthy and loving young son,

well, that's a different matter.

Please don't make it difficult.

I hope you understand me.

- Or you will cut me again. - I will cut the boy.

After you.

Ah, Miss Fontana.

Good evening, sir. Captain Alexander, British Intelligence.

Major Vandam is on duty this evening

and has asked that I come round and fetch young Billy.

- At this hour? - It's the evacuation, you see.

The children of staff are being taken out of the city tonight.

Would you be kind enough, please, to bring young Billy around?

But the boy is asleep.

Really, I must speak first with the major.

It is all right, Gaafar. You know me,

and it is urgent we take Billy right now.

Very well. If you say, Miss Fontana.

Come in, please.

Takes a few moments to waken the boy and get him dressed and...

Thank you very much. We can look after ourselves.

Thank you.

That was very helpful, Elene.

What could I do?

You would have killed Gaafar and taken the boy anyway.

Exactly.

Your major

had a painfully middle-class taste.

Painfully middle class.

And yet it seems he was quite a reader.

Coleridge.

I've always liked Coleridge.

"If there be beings of higher class than man,

I deem no nobler province they possess

than by disposal of apt circumstance

to rear up kingdoms."

Such heavy flow.

Rich.

One can almost sense the melancholy.

I suspect that Coleridge

had Teutonic blood, don't you think?

Elene, Gaafar said that Dad sent you. Will you be coming away with me?

I will be with you all the way.

As will Captain Alexander. How very nice to meet you, Billy.

Will Dad be coming with us?

He will follow.

Please not to finish Death In The Dust

until I join you.

But you know it must have been Phil's wife who did it.

Come along. We mustn't miss our connection.

Nonsense. It was the bald-headed man with one blue eye.

Now, you do everything Miss Fontana say. Be good boy, hmm?

I am holding you responsible for all damages to my home.

I must tell you, Major, I have many friends in high places.

Where is Alex Wolff, Sonja?

I know nothing of the man.

When did he murder Major Smith?

Who is Major Smith?

The man my men dug up in your garden, Sonja.

You must be mad. I know... I know...

I know nothing of... buried men in my garden.

I'm a dancer.

I'm the most popular dancer in all of Cairo.

You told us that, but you haven't told us where Alex Wolff is, Sonja.

1 will not be interrogated. Get out of my house!

Corporal.

What... What is this?

- Call it multiple choice, Sonja. - What?

Either answer

- or she cuts. - No.

You wouldn't dare.

Did Major Smith come to see you, Sonja?

Cut.

- Did he? - No. No.

Did Major Smith come to see you, Sonja?

Cut.

- No! No! - Did he, Sonja?

Did Major Smith come to see you, Sonja?

- Did he, Sonja? - No!

Did he, Sonja?

No! No! No!

Yes! Yes, he did!

How did Wolff get the information, Sonja?

I don't know.

- How, Sonja? - I don't know!

- Cut. - My hair.

- No! No. - How Sonja?

No more. No more.

How did Wolff get the information?

From the briefcase while we were making love.

What happened to Elene?

I don't know. I don't know.

Where is Elene? Where'd he take her?

He took... I don't know. He took her with him.

What happened, Sonja?

I don't know. I don't know.

He... He has a house.

He has a house. Villa Les Oliviers.

Guess again.

He has cousins in the desert.

He has a back-up radio with them.

Radio. Where? Where are his cousins?

I don't know. I don't know.

They're Bedouins. They're nomads.

They could be anywhere. I don't know. I don't know.

- Alex would know. - My hair.

All right.

Elene.

Elene.

First class. There.

If there was an evacuation in Cairo, he would tell me

- exactly where we were going. - He would let me know exactly

- where he was going so... - Will you sit down and stop babbling!

Shouldn't like to fight with him when he grows up.

You must learn to control him, my dear.

Gaafar, what's this? What's going on?

Captain Alexander said there would not be much time.

Time for what?

What are you talking about? What Captain Alexander?

The officer who brought Miss Fontana here last night.

She was here last night?

But you sent them, they told me, to take your son to Jerusalem.

But he said... you said...

What have I done, Major?

Gaafar, tell me everything that happened, everything that happened.

Was early this morning.

This man appeared at the door. Miss Fontana was with him.

They had come for Billy, to evacuate him. You had sent them, they said.

You were on duty and would follow later.

And you did what?

I went upstairs to waken the boy

and pack him a few things.

Did you not send them for the boy?

I sent for no one. No, I didn't send them for the boy.

The man is a spy, a damn spy, and now he's taken my son.

Bastard! Slimy Nazi bastard!

Are you sure? Have you told me everything? Can you remember

- anything else? Anything? - No.

You're sure?

Quite sure, Major.

This blood... Did they hurt him?

No.

Miss Fontana must have cut her hand,

but the boy was not hurt.

Asyut. Asyut.

That's where Wolff was before. Asyut.

You must tell the army to send soldiers to arrest this spy.

No, no, he'll kill them all before he'll be taken alive.

How would he get to Asyut without a checkpoint?

Train. Train.

Where's that schedule? Where's the schedule?

What time did you say they were here?

- Three, four of morning. - The next train was...

...20 minutes ago.

Can I do anything, Major?

Can I do anything, Major? Fill my canteens. My canteens.

Don't worry, Gaafar. I'll bring him home.

I may go for one moment.

Billy, run.

- Let me go! - Quiet.

I want my dad. I want my dad.

Your father's dead.

Look at me.

If you make the slightest move

again to thwart me,

1 will instantly kill the boy

and then you.

All right.

You will get back inside...

...and take care of the boy.

- Captain Newman. - This is Major Vandam.

Spoke a few weeks ago about a corporal of yours who was murdered in Asyut.

- Do you recall? - Of course I do.

Did you have any luck in running down Alex Wolff?

Yes, he's on a train right now, due to arrive in Asyut in three hours.

It'll be my great pleasure to arrange a reception for him.

No, you can't do that, Captain. He's holding hostages.

He's also got some equipment hidden that we got to find.

We're going to have to let him arrive at his final destination.

Now, I should arrive at the station about a half an hour before the train.

I want you to meet me there

with a few items.

What do you need?

Taxi, taxi. I get you taxi.

Get in.

In the back.

Come on, move it!

Just keep going straight.

The road ahead. There's a turn to the oasis.

Remember, I have the boy.

I thought you were dead. He told us you were dead.

Let him think that.

Give us a chance to use this.

But that knife is always in Wolff's hand.

As soon as he comes back with the radio,

all I need is one shot.

Where is the case, Ishmael?

I told you I sent for it the moment I had word of your arrival.

Now, please, you will stay

- in my tent tonight. - No, I cannot.

I must return to the city immediately.

Find a hotel room with electricity.

Good.

I'll be back tomorrow.

This is all very important to you.

This is important for the world.

- Come, Billy. - Ahmed. Ahmed!

The sun rises, it sets,

we live and then we die.

May Allah protect you.

Here he comes.

Can't you drive this thing any faster?

I feel sick.

Quiet.

Better stop for some air.

Keep him quiet.

- I feel sick. - Quiet!

Elene, please, please, can't we stop? Please. I feel sick.

Dad! Dad!

Get out.

Awkward time to meet, Major Vandam.

16 minutes to 12.

You want to make your midnight call, Wolff.

- Let's make a deal. - This is the deal,

Rid yourself of the gun.

Step away from the car.

Wolff...

Leave the boy and the woman here.

Take me as hostage.

A soldier's no hostage.

He's meant to die, Major.

Wars are fought to protect children and women.

Now,

a dilemma...

clustered here

as we are. Shall I...

drop the boy bleeding for you to watch?

Or do I leave you to greet the Afrika Korps

as they march triumphantly through Cairo?

Thanks to me. To me!

Ah, yes.

Hold her.

Hold her in your arms now if you like.

Wolff, it's finished.

- You're finished. - I think not.

I have the radio.

Billy, run!

- Dad, Dad, Dad. - Shh.

Run into the shadows. Quick.

Rebecca.

The Panzers are finished.

Field Marshal Kesselring

has sent a message asking if you are advancing,

has sent a message holding or retreating.

Alexandria is 25 kilometres.

25.

One more handful of desert...

and we would have had North Africa.

It was all the fault of Rebecca.

This information led us into one trap after another.

What shall I radio to Kesselring?

Make him happy. Tell him the British have beaten me.

I am withdrawing what remains of my forces.

It is beautiful.

It is beautiful.

Even if...

I came here with him?

Yes.

That is why I brought you here.

To show you.

My papers came through.

I have passage to Palestine.

Thank you.

Don't go to Palestine.

If I stay, a British officer once advised me

that I'd have to do another man.

I know someone.

Oh?

Would he take care of me?

Yes.

Is he a good man?

He's a better man.

Better than...?

Better than before.