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The accused will stand.

I want to make my position clear.

The verdict in this case has been
taken by the four jury officers,

but I would like to establish,
as a matter of record,

that I am in agreement with them.

After due deliberation,

they have found Colonel Foster
guilty of the charge as stated.

Under Article 183,
the sentence is specific.

The execution was fixed for
12:00 hours, the 19th of next month.

Any appeal must be lodged
within 14 days.

- Has Colonel Freeman left?
- Yes, sir, a couple of hours ago.

- Shall I contact him?
- No, I'll call him at home.

Freeman.

- 'Alec?'
- Oh, don't you ever sleep?

- Hope I didn't wake you up.
- 'Oh, sure.'

Listen, Alec, there's a few things
I want to check.

Now, first of all...

- Hold it.
- What is it?

- What's wrong?
- Don't say anything.

I've got an “E" alarm.

Are you all right?

Ed, are you all right?

'Can you hear me?'

Yes, I'm fine, Alec.
It's a bugging device.

Somebody's out to get us, Alec.

I've got a pretty good idea
who it is.

- Mr Straker.
- Thank you, we'll go through.

It's all right, just show us
where we sharpen our knives.

I'm sorry, sir.

Don't worry, Miss Scott.

Stopping runaway trains
is not part of your job.

Straker, this is a most
unpleasant surprise.

- Yes, I'm sure.
- You know Jackson, of course.

Of course.
The eyes and ears of the world.

Commander. Colonel Freeman.

I'd shake hands, but you know I can't
bear to touch anything slippery.

Well, now we've dispensed
with the pleasantries,

I presume this is not
just a social call?

Alec.

Yours, I believe.

Yes.

Standard Mark IV bugging device.

Range about three miles.

Planted in my car. Why?

Two reasons -
one to test your security...

And the real reason?

Two days ago,
we had to squash a press report.

It concerned a Skydiver's rendezvous
with a supply ship.

It named the exact position
and time.

We had to go right to the top
to get a supression notice.

Yes, it would have been unfortunate
for Skydiver to have surfaced

and been greeted by a boatload
of reporters and photographers.

Is this some kind of a sick
joke, Henderson?

You have got a major security breach.
You'd better believe me.

We've checked.
The information was never circulated.

It's specific to SHADO HQ
under the studio.

To put it bluntly, someone you know -
work with every day -

is a security hazard.

Just give us the details.
We'll find out who it is.

If you don't, we will.

It's been very nice dealing with you,
Mr Foster.

- Let's hope it works out.
- Don't worry, it will.

I wouldn't have let Diana
sign the contract

if she didn't have a great future.

One day, your studio's
going to thank me.

This is just the start of
a long, friendly relationship.

The contract is subject
to the director's approval.

Of course. But I'm sure we can come to
some arrangement, Mr Foster.

We can help each other...
if you know what I mean.

Henderson was right.
We've got a problem on our hands.

It's a pretty frightening experience,

walking around out there knowing that
somebody you've known for years...

Has sunk just about
as low as you can get.

But who is it?

The coded message to Skydiver.

The one that was leaked.

Authorised and sent
by Colonel Foster.

Hi.

- How's it going?
- Oh, great.

There's more to making movies
than people think.

- I'm learning more every day.
- Yes, that happens to most of us.

- I want to talk to you.
- Sure.

I mean now.

Get rid of the crew.

OK, boys, take an early lunch.

Leave it running.
I want to see the other shots.

Are you certain?

Right. Right, I'll check it out.

Yes, I'll tell him.

Close the door.

You transmitted this
three days ago.

Yeah, but this is a...

- Hadn't we better go to your office?
- Worried about security?

Maybe I feel just as secure
right here.

Did you transmit that message?

Well, yes.

I believe I outrank you, Foster.

Yes.

Yes what?!

- Yes, sir.
- That's better.

Let's keep it that way.

- Look, what's all this about?
- Just answer my questions.

Who else knew about
the Skydiver transmission?

- I did mention it to Alec Freeman.
- Exact position, details, time?

No, sir.

- Did you mention it to anyone else?
- No!

Sir.

Then how is it that this information
which you say you told no one

got into the hands of a newspaper?

- A newspaper?
- Yes.

Giving the exact time and position of

Skydiver's rendezvous
with the supply ship.

I just don't understand.

Neither do I.

- Straker.
- 'I've had Henderson on the line.'

There's been another security leak -
a routine flight from Moonbase.

Who planned and authorised it?

'Foster.'

Thank you, Alec.

- I don't get it.
- How about an explanation?

Explanation?! Explain what?

- What do you think I've done?
- I'm not thinking anything.

I'm interested in facts.

Well, I'm sorry,
I just don't know how I can help you.

This whole thing's ridiculous.

Ridiculous?

Maybe you'll think
a military court is ridiculous.

A military court?

When I tell Henderson the position,
the outcome is obvious.

And you'd better consider this -

SHADO is run as a military
organisation. We're at war.

You realise the penalty
for espionage.

Three minutes to nine.

Right.

Guards.

I convene this court martial
by the authority invested in me

under Article 183 of our charter.

I must remind you that as of now,

everyone in this room
is under oath to speak the truth.

Prosecuting officer may proceed.

The accused, Colonel Paul Foster,

is indicted under Section 8
of SHADO security regulations.

I intend to show that he and he alone
is responsible for -

and therefore guilty of -

the worst crime that can be
perpetrated against our organisation.

Espionage.

The defence forgoes
his right to speak at this time.

Very well.
Prosecuting officer will proceed.

My first witness...

Lieutenant Ford.

You are Lieutenant Keith Ford and
a senior operative in SHADO Control.

Yes, sir.

Do you recognise the apparatus
on the table beside you?

Yes, sir. It's a standard
code and transmit device.

- Like the one used In SHADO Control?
- Yes.

Will you...
Will you tell us how it works?

The primary circuits are a series
of electro-scanners, in series...

Lieutenant... We'd be grateful if
you'd keep it as simple as possible.

Yes, sir.

The information is inserted here...

I see. In what form
is this information?

Handwritten,
on a standard input docket.

- Like this?
- Yes.

But you say the message
or whatever is handwritten,

it seems an antiquated method
in this electronic age.

It's one of the best
security checks we have.

This device scans the card and
compares it with standard samples.

It will only accept
genuine authorised input.

So, for example, if I wrote
a message for transmission?

It would be scanned and rejected,
as would a forgery.

I see.

Whose handwriting is
the coder programmed to accept?

Commander Straker's, Colonel
Freeman's... and Colonel Foster's.

And Colonel Foster's. I see.

The information is then coded
and transmitted automatically.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, what happens
to the input card?

It's destroyed inside the coder.

- But a record is kept of the input?
- Yes, in the coder's memory bank.

So if you, for example, wanted to,

you could check the content
of a transmission

and so could anyone else
in the control room?

- Yes. Anyone.
- Thank you.

Just how could you check
the content of the transmission?

You select the relevant number
and the information is printed out.

- On another card similar to this?
- Yes. sir.

But, er...

Isn't it printed out in code
as it was transmitted?

And isn't it necessary
to use a computer run to decode it?

When was the last computer run
of this kind?

- About two weeks ago.
- Two weeks ago.

And the transmissions concerned
in the security leak

were both sent
within the last five days.

That's all, Lieutenant.

Will Captain Waterman
come forward, please?

Captain Lew Waterman, at present
commanding officer, Skydiver.

I've just one question, Captain.

Did you know the contents
of the orders

concerning the supply ship rendezvous

transmitted to your submarine
by Colonel Foster?

No.

- Could you explain why, Captain?
- Until we receive confirmation,

the message remains encoded
in our computer memory.

Is this a standard procedure
for security reasons?

Yes.

So neither you nor any of your crew
could've leaked the information?

No.

Would you mind
speaking up, Captain?

- Thank you.

No questions.

Quiet!

- Are you sure about this?
- Certain, I've seen it myself.

- It's an open set.
- Well, that's just great.

Set up the reverse.
Keep it fairly low.

- Where will you be?
- I'm going to see Straker.

He supposed to be the head
of this studio.

Straker, Commander-in-Chief,
SHADO Operations.

Commander Straker,
is Colonel Foster 3 friend of yours?

He's an officer,
serving under my command.

Is he also a friend?

Not in the sense you mean.

This comrade, is he guilty
of espionage, a traitor, a spy?!

In your opinion, of course?

My opinion as a man or as
Colonel Foster's commanding officer?

Why not give us the benefit
of both answers, Commander?

Very well.

As a man, my opinions are private,

therefore no concern of
this hearing.

As Colonel Foster's superior officer,
I'm interested in facts, not guesses.

No more questions.

Colonel Foster is a comparatively
new member of SHADO?

Yes.

- And you authorised his acceptance?
- Yes, that's correct.

On what did you base your decision?

On the basis of the physical,
psychiatric and computer tests,

on his past record as
an air force pilot, a civilian pilot,

and on my judgment.

- He had security clearance?
- Naturally.

Is this a copy of the security report
on Colonel Foster?

Yes, it is.

Commander, would you read out,
aloud please, the last paragraph?

"Colonel Foster is considered to be
an excellent security risk

"and we recommend class A clearance."

Thank you, Commander.

Commander.

You will see that I was one of the
examining officers on that report.

Yes. Your signature is here.

Well?

It only goes to show
that we can all make mistakes.

Don't you agree?

Thank you, Commander.

I think this may be
an appropriate time to adjourn.

We'll resume at 14:00 hours.

I need some air.

Excuse me, sir. Carl Mason wanted
to see you. He said it's very urgent.

Not now, Miss Ealand.

Straker!

The defending officer may proceed.

So far, the facts
to have emerged from this hearing

are that Colonel Foster was
indeed in possession

of the said classified material.

But there has been no proof
that he passed on that information

to any outside persons.

I therefore do not intend
to take up the time of the court

with character references
for the accused.

His record speaks for itself.

I call Colonel Foster.

Foster, Paul J. Eight-zero-four.

Colonel, are you guilty
of the charges as stated?

Not guilty.

Have you ever passed on
classified information

to any unauthorised person
or persons?

- Never.
- Thank you.

Colonel Foster, would you say...

that you have a nervous disposition?

- You're the psychiatrist.
- Please answer my question.

Normally, no.
I'm not a nervous person.

Under extreme stress
you stay reasonably calm?

Reasonably.

It's part of your profession,
isn't it, and part of your training,

to remain calm
in abnormal conditions?

Yes.

Colonel Foster, are you nervous now?

Where's all this getting us?

Please answer my question.
Are you nervous now?

- Why should I be?
- Yes or no.

- Answer my question.
- No.

You do surprise me.

You stand accused of giving
classified information to the press,

endangering the security of SHADO,

and the lives -
the lives of everyone in it!

I object! My client is being baited.

Overruled. This is not a civil court
of law. We're after the facts.

The truth.

Continue.

Colonel Foster, did you or did you
not violate Section A, Paragraph 5

- of the SHADO security regulations?
- I did not.

Then how do you account
for the fact

that the press got hold
of this information?

I don't know.
I suggest you ask the press.

And I suggest that you're lying!

I did not give classified information
to any newspaper.

All right, Colonel Foster.
But, uh...

I have one last question.

Here's a Photostat
of your bank account.

$10,000 was paid in on the 10th,

by an unnamed subscriber.

Could you explain that, Foster?

I can't.
It's the first I've heard of it.

- Very convenient.
- What are you implying?

Implying?

I am stating that the money
was payment for espionage,

the going price for a traitor,

the rewards of a spy!

I am stating that you sold
SHADO secrets to the press

for the sum of $10,000!

I know nothing of how that money
got there. It's a plant!

- Someone's trying to frame me!
- Nervous now, Foster?

This is ridiculous!
He's twisting the facts!

I really must protest! My client is again
being deliberately baited!

Order! I want order here!

It's a pack of lies from start to finish
and he knows it!

All right, Foster.
Where did that cheque come from?

I don't know.

I'm going to ask you just once more.
Where did that money come from?

I tell you, I don't know.

All right.

Alec, how can
we find out about it?

A Swiss numbered account?
You tell me.

Sir...

As my commanding officer,
do you think I'm guilty?

Whatever you say
can't affect the decision now.

I'd just like to know.

All the evidence
in that court martial says yes.

But if you want a gut reaction...

no.

Colonel Freeman.

Right.

They're coming back in.

They have found Colonel Foster
guilty of the charge as stated.

Under Article 183,
the sentence is specific.

The execution was fixed for
12:00 hours, the 19th of next month.

Any appeal must be lodged
within 14 days.

This court martial is closed.

It's incredible. There wasn't
one piece of tangible evidence.

Foster was found guilty through
a series of airtight negatives.

Information was leaked to the press.

Foster was the only one
who knew that information.

He told no one. His word.

And the coder transmitter
is security proof.

There must be some other explanation.

Well, it appears to be military.

No. No, I can't give you the source,
I just happened on it by chance.

Yes. Yes, I'll certainly do that.

And the, er...

usual arrangement?

Right.

Is there anything you want, Colonel?

- No, thanks.
- Could be a long night.

Shall I ask the doctor to get you
something to help you sleep?

No, thanks. I'll be fine.

- Sleep well, Mr Straker?
- As a matter of fact, no.

Well, that's too bad.
Because I didn't sleep at all.

It's Carl Mason, isn't it?

Well! Recognition at last from
the big white chief!

You'll have to excuse me.

Listen, Straker. I've been trying to
talk to you for three days.

Everybody has problems.
Some more important than others.

- Take your hand off me.
- Oh. no.

I've telephoned you a dozen times,
I've practically slept here.

- Now listen to me!
- Mason, I'm warning you.

You say you got troubles? Here's
another. There's a security leak.

- Security leak?
- I'm making a picture here

you may recall.

The whole thing hinges on
a pulsed light system, new design.

I hear a rival company
are building a replica.

- Industrial espionage.
- Right.

I'm giving you just 12 hours to kick
Paul Foster out of this studio.

What's Foster got to do with it?

He's the one guy I discussed
this system with.

- Where?
- Does it make any difference?

- Where did you discuss it?
- In his apartment.

It's a pretty long shot.

It's a pretty hairy coincidence.

- Anything?
- Nothing.

Foster's not a fool. He would have
run the standard check every week.

- What did Henderson have to say?
- He wasn't available.

I don't know why I bothered
to call him.

He wouldn't be interested unless
we come up with something concrete.

- You'd better reassemble that.
- Why bother?

Foster isn't going to
need it.

Well...

Not much wrong with my appetite.

- What time's Webb arriving?
- 2:30.

He's a good defending officer.
He'll make the appeal stick.

Yeah. Sure.

What about some more coffee?

I was almost sure.

- There's nothing here. Let's go.
- Wait a minute, Alec.

Now, when Foster was working...

he'd sit here.

And when Mason was here - say they'd
driven over from the studio.

Arrived about 7:30.

Now, what would Foster do?

- Environmental therapy.
- Let's check it again.

Positive!

OK, Alec.

Let's take this place apart.
Get a group over here.

Here's another one.

Very clever setup.

Two audio transmitters
and three miniaturised cameras.

And all activated by the
display lights.

We found this on some waste ground
about a mile away.

- Tape recorder.
- With a built-in radio receiver.

When this stuff starts transmitting,
it receives and records the data.

Then the contact comes along
and picks up a tape.

- Let's find out where this Is made.
- Yes. sir.

Who runs this place?

I do.

Who are you?

I believe this is
one of your gadgets.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Now look, funny man...

Miss... Get lost.

Now you listen. This is
private property!

There are two ways you can play this,
Singleton. One is the easy way.

Joe.

What do you want?

The name and address of the client
who bought that electronic Peeping Tom.

Hello, Colonel.
How are they treating you?

Great.

I've drafted the appeal.

It needs your signature.

Yes. Valuable document.

Rather fragile, but valuable.

You're a psychiatrist, Jackson.

Would you say Commander Straker
has an artistic temperament?

No. I don't think so.

Then why would he have a display
like this behind his desk?

I've often thought about it.

Maybe it soothes his nerves.

What would you say is
the strongest instinct in man?

Love? Hate?

Self-preservation?

Guards!

The target's Colonel Foster,
eight-zero-four!

Alert groups two and three!

I want a pick-up on Miss Jane Grant.
Address...

124, Eastern Avenue.

You got that? Right. At the studio.

Oh, and, er, put me through
to General Henderson, please.

Priority A.

This I'm going to enjoy.

All right, Straker. You may have new
evidence, but I've got something for you.

Foster escaped 20 minutes ago.
Groups two and three were alerted.

What? But you can't do that.

'Now, listen. Foster knows the
complete setup.'

He was found guilty of espionage.

I'm not risking the whole organisation
for one man.

My orders are to shoot on sight.

- But his apartment was bugged.
- 'Was it?'

Or was it his way
of passing the information?

It's gonna take positive proof of
innocence to convince me.

We need an affidavit
from that Miss Grant, and fast.

- Is Miss Grant here?
- Yes, sir, she's in your office.

Thank you, Ford.

I assume you have
a very good explanation

as to why I've been brought here.

- You are an industrial spy.
- It all sounds so sordid.

You had an apartment bugged.
It belonged to Paul Foster.

- Did I?
- The electronics were supplied

by a man named Singleton.
He's told us everything.

Then I suggest you call the police.

You know as well as I do, industrial
espionage is not indictable.

Then I suggest
you have me driven home.

- This is an acoustic gun.
- I have heard of them.

Oh, excuse the pun!

- I'm a desperate man, Miss Grant.
- Armed with a toy gun?

If I place it against your ear,
and fire...

the sound will pierce your eardrum.

I'm also told that the brain
suffers varying degrees of damage.

Even if I believed that, I don't
believe that you're a desperate man.

Believe it.

Unless you sign a confession...

somebody is going to die.

Just sign here.

A signed affidavit. Get Henderson.

It's too late. He just called.

Foster's been shot.

- I'd like to see him, Miss Scott.
- I'll see if he's in.

- I have someone to see you, sir.
- 'Send Straker right in.'

- Please go in.
- Thank you.

Straker. Must be my year.
This is your second visit.

I'd like you to read this,

when you find time between
making up wisecracks.

It includes a statement
which absolutely clears Paul Foster.

- Statement?
- From an industrial spy.

A Miss Grant.

She was after information
at the studio.

Our stuff was incidental.

Jackson...

You were wrong, Jackson.

Paul Foster was guilty of one thing.

He worked nights at home.

He wrote orders
to Moonbase and Skydiver

while a couple of cameras
in the wall were taking pictures.

You can prove this?

Does it matter?

I only hope it keeps you awake
nights, thinking about it.

Just a moment.

You think I'm a pig-headed,
cretinous lout, don't you, Straker?

Foster was shot with an anaesthetic
bullet. Jackson's idea.

Well, don't fall over yourself
with gratitude

'Just a moment.

'You think I'm a
pig-headed cretinous lout, don't...'

'...think I'm a pig-headed
cretinous lout, don't you?

'I'm a pig-headed cretinous lout...
I'm a pig-headed cretinous lout.'

I like it. I like it.

Very nice of you to ask us down,
Mr Foster.

Is it? I just wanted
to give you this.

You did pay $10,000 Into my account,
didn't you?

Well, yes, but no one can tell
where it came from. You understand?

Sure. When you came
for the screen test,

I didn't know what you meant by
"we can help each other".

But now I do understand,
only too well.

- Get yourself a new agent, kid.
- Come on, don't be like that.

Listen, you don't know how much
that cheque nearly cost me.

So get out of here
while you can still walk.

Foster! Where the devil have you been?
Sunning yourself on some beach?

- Wait a minute.
- Please, no excuses!

Believe it or not, this
is a film studio.

It has one function, it's very simple -
to make motion pictures, all right?

Let's go.