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Gentlemen,
from the Baltic to the Black Sea

ten million unequipped Russians
are fighting a hopeless battle.

The government is caught between
the Czarist war and Bolshevik peace.

Kolenovsky is trying to whip
back into the trenches

a starving army, weary of war

with one thought only in its head.

To get out of it and eat.
And they are getting out.

Whole divisions are on the run.

It isn't easy, sir, to offer
advice to one's seniors.

But I am speaking
of what I've seen.

But that's what you're
here for, go on.

And I believe that unless
effective action is taken

they may make a separate
peace with Germany.

Only if that's given to extremes
of confidence and despair.

Isn't that indeed just
a pessimistic view, Mr. Locke?

Well, the thought of fifty
German divisions being released

from Russia and thrown
against our allies

on the Western Front,
isn't a very cheerful one.

You'll find that money and
intelligent military propaganda

will have a steadying effect
on the situation.

Well, I-I wish I could think so.

But you don't?
What is your remedy?

Recognize whatever
government is in power.

Let Russia feel that Great Britain
is behind her to the limit.

You know, Mr. Locke,
after reading

a number of your consulate
reports from Moscow

I pictured you as an elderly
gentleman with a gray beard.

- I'm sorry, sir.
- Oh, don't be sorry.

Pitt was Prime Minister at 24.

Sir George and Lady Denton.

Countess Marino.

Lady Mort.

Here, here, here,
wait a minute, change.

- What?
- I don't speak English.

- Steve.
- Stanley.

- This is great.
- Didn't know you were here.

- When did you pop in?
- This afternoon.

On my way back to Moscow.

Have to deliver some
official stuff to the old man.

Lady Carrister
invited me to a ball.

Serves you right.

We humble consulate servants
don't often get a chance

to shake a leg at the embassy.
What's doing with you?

Same old thing, Undersecretary.
What's your new job?

- Consul General.
- What?

- Oh, yes.
- Ha ha ha.

Pardon the laughter,
but you know, I always said

there'd be your statue
one day in Trafalgar Square.

So the pigeons
can build nests in my beard.

Going to support me
while I do the polite?

No, thank you. I've done
all the supporting I wanna do.

Were you ever run over
by an army truck?

That bad? Yes, I thought
you looked a bit crushed.

- Well, see you later.
- Alright.

'Count and Countess Valerio.'

Hello, Evans.

Good evening, Master Steve.
I beg your pardon, Mr. Locke.

- Good to see you.
- Thank you, sir.

If you'll excuse my saying so,
you're growing--

Like a weed, eh?

No, sir, more like
your father every day.

Ah, that's official
responsibility.

I read of your appointment, sir.

Pity your father
couldn't live to see it.

Yes, he always enjoyed
a good laugh, didn't he?

Excuse me, sir,
I'll announce you.

Mr. Stephen Locke.

Ah, here comes the pessimistic
Mr. Locke. So here you are.

So nice of you
to ask me, Lady Carrister.

Nonsense, we're
delighted to have you.

- And how's England?
- Oh, much the same as usual.

Everybody complaining bitterly
about the butter shortage.

While Zeppelins are dropping
bombs on Region Street.

Region Street, oh, how nice
and homey that sounds.

Oh, Catherine dear, Mr. Locke,
my sister, Lady Trehearne.

- Play bridge?
- Well I-I do--

- Meaning you don't.
- Yeah..

There's another hope gone waste.

As a penalty, we
shall make you dance.

Excuse me.

Oh, why, here she is.

- Do you know her?
- Only by repute.

Oh, in that case you may prefer
to meet Sir Walter first.

I think perhaps I better.

Mr. Armitage, ah, Mr. Locke.

How do you do?

Please take Mr. Locke
to the library.

- Thank you.
- This way, Mr. Locke.

- Thank you.
- 'Ah, Lady Carrister.'

'Ah, Count, let me introduce you
to Madam Tomey.'

Oh, how nice.

- Come this way, please.
- Oh, thanks.

Oh, no, gentleman..

...we're only doing what you
have done centuries ago.

But we're trying to do it better.

Without a Napoleon,
without a Cromwell.

Aren't we gettin' away
from the subject?

You need not fear, gentlemen.

You may assure your
respective governments

there will be no separate
peace with Germany.

As I thought, most satisfactory,
Mr. Kolinoff.

That sounds very gratifying

coming from the head of
the provisional government.

But what if your troops

happen to call off the war
without consulting you?

Impossible, I have the troops
completely under my control.

Maybe.

We have implicit confidence
in you, Mr. Kolinoff.

Right, right.

And you may be
further gratified to know

there will be no revolution.

The fate of the allies
is in the hands of Russia.

Unless, of course, America
sends a million men.

Any, uh, particular preference
like having 'em all red headed?

Or anything like that?

Russia must have help,
money and ammunition.

Without them she cannot carry on.

I'm sure there will be
no doubt of my getting them.

Pardon me, mon monsieur.
So awkward of me.

I'm in a pickle, I have
a partner for this dance.

Miss Halfover.

Pardon me, gentlemen.

- Oops!
- I'm sorry.

- I beg your pardon.
- Mr. Stephen Locke, sir.

Oh, my dear fellow, I-I've kept
you waiting, now do forgive me.

- Oh, it's so good to see you.
- Thanks very much, sir.

Why, it's so nice to
have you here, it's been ages.

Yes, it certainly has,
hasn't it? Yes.

Ah, will you excuse us? It's
rather vital, you understand.

- 'Certainly.'
- Come on my dear fellow.

I'm sorry to have been so
abusive, diplomatic necessities.

- You'll understand.
- Yes, of course, sir.

Oh, uh, by the way, who are you?

Stephen Locke, sir, the new
Consul General for Moscow.

- I, uh, I have some dispatches.
- Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Any trouble with
the submarines coming over?

Well, sir, in the North Sea--

Will-will you tell me tomorrow?
All these guests..

Come and see me first
thing in the morning, eh?

Yes, sir.

I hope you're all
enjoying yourselves.

- Excuse me. I beg your pardon.
- Sorry.

- I say, Locke.
- Hello.

Lady Carrister wants
you to meet Madam Tomey.

Yes, one is popping.

- Thanks for the tip.
- Alright.

Too much.

- Bobby, I'm afraid you lose.
- I know, I have to dance with--

Come in.
Oh, hello, Steve.

- Am I butting in?
- No.

I want you to meet
the other Domestics.

- Mr. Bob Medill, an American.
- Hello.

'He cheats at cards, by the way.'

- 'Monsieur LeFarge.'
- Enchante, monsieur.

- 'Senor, Tito Del Val.'
- Welcome.

Gentlemen, this is Stephen Locke.

A brand new
Consul General of Moscow.

- Don't let me interrupt you.
- Would you not like to play?

Sit down, take my place.
Go ahead, go ahead.

I have a duty to perform.

Keep your eye on that gum, Locke.

As far as I know,
it's the last piece in Russia.

- It's my deal, by the way.
- Yes, it is.

At times like these,
it's a little difficult

to concentrate on
the game, isn't it?

There she goes, they're off.

- Hold on.
- What now?

I'll tell the orchestra
to play something loud.

- And me with four aces.
- Too bad.

What a fine mess
this is gonna be.

Hey, hey, what you doing?

I say, this is no time to stop.
Play something lively.

Let me see, ah, Pommern won
the Derby in 1915 with Donoghue.

Yes, Pommern was owned
by Solly Joel, wasn't he?

No, one of Hulton's. Oh, no, no,
Hulton owned Fifinella.

Riots are breaking out
all over the city.

I'm dead sure that that colt
was owned by Solly Joel.

There are the English for you.

They sit on the brink
of the revolution

and talk about horses racing.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Kolinoff

is this the situation
you had so well in hand?

Only stray bullets.

Nothing to worry about.
Some drunken workmen, I suppose.

Yeah.

Excuse me, it might be important.

- Pardon me, sir.
- Will you excuse me? Yes.

Mr. Kolinoff
and his aid are leaving.

They have a car at the back door.

Hmm, deserting, eh? The Russian
ship of stink must be sinking.

Thank you. Let's dance.

Please, please,
ladies and gentlemen.

There's nothing to worry about.

No, merely a street riot.

Nothing has happened.

Nothing will happen.

Continue the music.

Hey, Cossack, what
are you doing here?

Well, this is a British Embassy,
you're not permitted here.

- 'You can come out now.'
- Thank you.

I'm quite sure you saved my life.

- Are you hurt?
- No.

You can't blame him, since
you did take a pot at him.

- He deserved it.
- Well, he got it.

- I better go.
- No, wait.

I'm trespassing
on British territory too.

You can't go out there
until this blows over.

This isn't just a street riot,
it's the revolution.

The people have found
their voice at last.

Tomorrow the Red Government
will be in power.

The day after that the Blue,
then the White and so on.

Perhaps you don't know
a great deal about it.

No, perhaps not.
But I'm trying to.

You couldn't understand.

Hadn't you better go in
before you catch pneumonia?

I'd risk the cold,
but I should go back

before the guests start
departing through windows

and up chimneys.

And I better get away
while I can.

Well, come along.

All clear.

Thanks and goodnight.

Good luck.

- Where are the Cossack guards?
- Deserted, sir.

- Every man jackaled.
- Evans, open the door.

'No one likes to
be kept waiting.'

Yes, sir.

Ladies and gentlemen

you'll be much safer
in the ballroom.

Will you please go there? Please.

Who are you?

I represent
the Soviet Government.

We have just come into power.

'What do you want?'

- Kolinoff.
- Mr. Kolinoff is not here.

You are sure of that?

- Quite.
- I beg your pardon.

You'll probably find him
at the winter palace.

I will, thank you.

I am sorry to have
frightened your guests.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
you may go on with your dancing

if you feel like it.

Gentlemen, the position is this.

Since your recall
with the embassy staff

we have absolutely no contact
with the Russian Government.

How could you? There is none.

We can't recognize
the Bolshevik Government--

Nonetheless,
we must establish a contact

to keep them fighting
on the Eastern Front.

In my opinion, someone
must be sent to Petrograd.

Oh, yes, but who?

This Stephen Locke,
you left him in the embassy?

I had to leave someone.
He's as good as any.

He's better than most I imagine.

Well, gentlemen

we will have to make due
with Stephen Locke.

I open.

Raise you three.

- I'm out--
- Well, I will be a champ.

Chump, sucker.

Oh, pardon, I always mix
me my wrong directions.

Say, you're improving.

In sometime we'll be unable
to understand you at all.

I see you, but I'm
a fool to do it.

- Three Aces.
- A mere trifle, two pairs..

...of Jacks.

Sometimes I wonder if maybe
they didn't leave me behind

to be the soul support
of you boys.

Say, why did they
leave you fellows behind?

I'm waiting to be told.

Somebody has to view
the passports.

Yes, I don't know whose?

- Spot of rum with it, sir.
- Two spots.

I'll have mine speckled.

Must you chew your
blasted gum like that?

Remind me not to forget it
when I go, will you?

- I'm sorry, Bob.
- Charge it off to nerves.

It's enough to get
on a man's nerve

sitting here day after day
doing nothing.

They even let old ladies knit socks.

Tea, sir?

They've been going by for days.

Russian soldiers
back from the front.

And everyone that leaves means

one more German released
against the allies.

And all I can do is stand
in a window and watch 'em go by.

They also serve who
only stand and wait.

Wait?

Wait for what?

- My tea, I suppose.
- Yes, sir.

Thank you, Evans.

He's feeling pretty low.

How about going
to that gypsy cafe?

Here, here, have a drink.

Spasiba.

Oh, oh, oh.

If her eyes don't
water after that

she can't possibly
be a good girl.

Please don't let your eyes water.

Will you drink a charishka
with me, Englishman?

If it's anything like vodka,
I'm afraid not.

A charishka is not a drink,
it is a song.

Drink a song? Aren't you asking
me to be a bit whimsical?

Look, take this wine.

Now I sing the charishka and you
must drink every drop down.

Sounds like a cure for hiccups.

Well, good evening.

The Englishman
who was so kind to me.

- I see you survived.
- Thanks to you.

Comrade Pavlov, Mr..

- Mr..
- Mr. Locke.

How do you do, sir?

- I don't remember where we met.
- We haven't met.

It sounds like a paradox, but
I'm acquainted with more people

than are acquainted with me.

- Won't you join us?
- I'm with some others.

I'll be with you
in a moment, Sergei.

I thought you'd
gone back to England.

No, the embassy left in such a
hurry, they forgot all about me.

Aren't we being a bit antisocial?

Hey, Bobby, did you see
with whom that girl came in?

- Uh-huh, Pavlov.
- Who is he?

The head of the Cheka,
Russian secret police.

And a more elfin lot never lived.

Well, drink a glass
of wine before you go.

- In celebration of..
- In celebration of?

- Let me see, what's today?
- Tuesday.

In celebration of Tuesday.

For Tuesday... and Russia.

Well, Tuesday, anyway.

Isn't it a mistake to mix
friendship and politics?

Perhaps.

- You come here often?
- Every night.

I sit in the embassy all day,
here all night.

- I'm a very busy man.
- Haven't you anything to do?

Not a thing.

Except watch our Russian ally
make a separate peace

without making a single move
to prevent it.

- Why should you interfere?
- I'm the servant of my country.

Then you should
be the first to know

there'd be no more wars

if nations would mind
their own business.

And abandon their friends?

If England had starved in
the trenches as Russia has

and fought with shells
filled with sawdust

I'd like to know what she'd do.

Shall I tell you?

She'd go on fighting
for humanity.

We didn't want this war,
but now we're in it

we're going through
with it to the bitter end.

We just don't speak
the same language, do we?

While you sit here talking
your ideals, I fight for mine.

I was wondering when I was going
to get a white feather.

Would you like to pin it
in my coat?

- I didn't mean quite that.
- But you're right.

After all, what do I do?

Visa a few passports,
play poker, drink

listen to a girl singing,
sit, sit, sit.

You're a funny man.

You ought to be important
to talk like that.

Perhaps, I was a little indiscreet.

It isn't much fun to watch a
game and take no part in it.

I'm getting sick of
the smell of this place.

Let's get outside
and get some air.

Don't you think I've been
impolite enough already?

Oh, why bother about them?
They're having a good time.

Let's hurry. I don't
wanna have to explain.

Well, here we are.
Won't you step in?

- Is this yours?
- What difference does it make?

In this Red millennium of yours

everything belongs
to everybody, doesn't it?

Well, isn't that lovely?

I thought you wanted
to go some place.

Where is there to go?
You can't get out of Russia.

If I had a job in a country I
disliked, you know what I'd do?

- Go home?
- Mm-hm.

If you were in a country you
liked and wanted to help it

but your hands were tied,
what would you do then?

I'd be glad they're tied, so I'd
not meddle in others business.

Oh, dear, are we
starting that again?

Ha ha, you started it.

Let's talk about something else.

- What for instance?
- Well, for instance, the moon.

- I don't think so.
- The stars.

- No.
- Music.

- No.
- Us.

- No.
- Yes.

You do awfully well
for a man who's hands are tied.

I do better for a man
who's only known you an hour.

Do you usually do as well?

To be frank, I'm about
a week ahead of myself.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Then I'll see you next Tuesday.
What you doing?

- Catching up with next Tuesday.
- You're mad.

Completely.

'I hate to think of the bill you're'
gonna get for that sleigh ride.

- With my salary?
- There you are.

Thank you.

- It's good.
- Brazilian.

At home we used
to ground our own.

It's better like that.

The whole bean holds
the flavor longer.

Yes, it does.

Nice and warm in here, isn't it?

You know

if I were a sculptor,
I'd model a head of you.

I'd call it Joan of Arc.
You have that kind of beauty.

I'd model you standing..

No, I wouldn't either.

To think of you as Joan of Arc

is to think of losing you
as a martyr.

And I'd rather
keep you as a woman.

- And I'd--
- Yes.

Where on earth did I put my pipe?

Funny place to keep your tobacco.

- What is it?
- It's a cup.

- Oh, nice.
- Hmm.

It appears to be silver.
I strongly suspect tin.

- Where'd you get it?
- I won it at Oxford.

Running faster
than some other chaps.

- That's the college up there.
- Oh, really?

It's a beautiful place, isn't it?

Not so many years ago
I was there.

Taking it all very seriously.

I thought that Oxford
was the world.

And that all of life
could be learnt from books.

Even now I get
quite sentimental about it.

You can't help missing things
out of the past, I suppose?

Any more than, than I can
help being sad at Easter.

When I think of the services
in our little chapel at home.

Was like Christmas.

All the peasants used to come
in from out of the fields

bringing gifts.

But it was those peasants'
faces that convinced me.

Drawn, tired, driven like oxen.

We lived off their work.

Yet only one day a year
they had enough to eat.

I'm glad we lost our home.

It means those peasants are free.

Well... now that we've
run the Red flag

to the top of the mast,
let's forget about it.

I can't forget it.

Not even if..

Even if?

Stephen, I'm afraid.

- Of me?
- Of us.

Of regrets?

Yes.

But you can't let political
opinions come between us.

Stephen.

Our lives lead
in opposite directions

away from each other.

Isn't it much easier
to... say goodbye tonight?

No, it isn't.

I love you, Elena.

You know what we're
gonna do today?

What?

We're gonna take a sleigh and
drive far out into the country.

We're gonna lunch at a little inn.

And hours later, we'll
drive back in the moonlight.

Shall we?

I can't, Stephen.

But I thought you're gonna
spend the day with me.

- I had it all planned.
- I have to work.

- And so do you.
- Work?

The only work I have is to sit
here till the end of the war

reading all about it in old
copies of the London Times.

Sitting and vigorously
doing nothing.

- While the Russian revolution--
- Shh.

No politics.

I'm sorry.

I won't forget again.

What's that?

Can't be anything important.
The rent's paid.

Oh, hello, Evans.

Beg pardon
for disturbing you, sir

but I thought
this might be important.

Foreign office.

Well, I'm glad
they know my address.

Probably some voter

wants me to change the water
in the goldfish bowls.

I've thrown the beggars out, sir.

You mean, he
actually had goldfish?

Oh, yes, sir.
Been with him for 17 years.

Ah, good heavens!
And you threw them out?

I couldn't stand their stupid
faces any longer, sir.

Well, I suppose
under the Red flag..

...goldfish are
a bit capitalistic.

You better wait, Evans.
I have to decode this.

- They may require an answer.
- Very good, sir.

For your

private

information

you are

'instructed'

'to act'

'as'

'unofficial'

'representative'

in Russia.

Unofficial representative in
Russia. What does that mean?

Anyhow it means that you've
been appointed, sir.

Let's see what it says.

Listen.

We look to you
to do all in your power

to prevent signing

of a separate peace with Germany.

This does not convey
recognition of Russia

but commissions you
to act only as an individual.

We cannot be responsible
for your safety

or your decisions

but await your recommendations.

At last!

This is the biggest diplomatic
mission of the whole war.

To keep the Russians fighting
on the Eastern Front.

It's a bit risky, sir.
And official.

But it's work.

Something to do at last.

Evans, how do you think
I'll find the ambassadorial bed?

Roomy, sir.
A bit large, but comfortable.

- How do you know?
- Well, you--

Quite alright, don't apologize.

After all, Kolinoff slept
in the czar's bed.

Come on, let's
clear out these drawers.

We're moving over to the embassy.

Your clothes, sir. I better
send a man over to get them--

No, I think not. I'm, uh,
I'm keeping my apartment.

Your stuff, sir.
You'll be rather shorthanded.

Evans, I have you.

I hereby unofficially appoint you

Lord High Keeper of the Keys.

Lord High Chancellor
of the Bed Chamber.

Lord High everything.
In other words, Poohbah.

Go on, go and get me
those two suitcases.

I have to go now, Stephen.

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot.

You see, you were right, Elena.
I have to work too.

- And I--
- Yes.

Goodbye.

Yes, but wh..

When shall I see you again?

Not when I want to.
When I can.

- Hiya, Steve.
- Hello, Bob.

What brings you out amongst
the bright bright reds?

Well, I'm unofficially
on official business.

Since when has Great Britain
recognized Russia.

She hasn't.
That's why I'm unofficial.

Oh, in other words, you is,
but you ain't.

- Well, chiefly I ain't.
- Restful place, this, isn't it?

Used to be a school for girls
before the Central Committee

brought their beards in.

I'm bearding
the beards in that inn.

You haven't got a chance today.
They're negotiating the peace.

That's what I've
come to talk about.

- See you later.
- I'll wait for you.

You'll be coming down these
steps in a minute. 12 at a time.

And, gentlemen

if you sign this peace,
you will lose one third

of your territory and
practically your entire navy.

It will be the same kind of peace

that Germany dictated
to France in 1871.

That peace ruined France.
And history will repeat itself.

'All we ask is that
you keep on fighting'

'against our common enemy
until we win victory.'

Let me point out a more
practical side to this question.

Wars end

but trade goes on unceasingly.

'The lifeblood of this new
Russia must become us.'

'And that I can promise you...
English trade.'

Furthermore

Germany will never tolerate

a communist state
on her frontier.

Therefore, gentlemen, your terms
of peace must seal the doom

of those for whom you ask them.

The Soviet.

'Now, I'm not talking,
I'm not talking politics only.'

'I'm also trying to talk
common sense'

'The Allied States will never
accept this new government'

'of yours, if you desert them
in this crisis.'

'Neither will Germany.'

'For in no matter what terms
you frame this peace'

'the victory will be Germany's.'

'And she will dictate the terms.'

Unrecognized by the allies,
by Germany, by the whole world.

Unsettled from within

'the Soviet cannot survive.'

Therefore, gentlemen,
I plead with you.

Don't defeat your own purpose.

Do not sign this separate peace

if you wish the Soviet to live.

Comrades!

Mr. Locke's comments with which
I do not totally agree

serve, however,
to support my contention

'that the signing
of the separate peace'

would be disastrous.

Nevertheless, an armed neutrality

which would maintain our frontier

without the terrible
toll of bloodshed

would be an advantage.

Mr. Locke has presented several
tempting promises from England

for which we must be grateful.

Not too grateful, I think.

You promise us England's trade.
You promise us recognition.

- 'On what authority?'
- I represent England.

Not quite, Mr. Locke.

You represent England
only unofficially.

'Your purpose in coming here
was to delay'

the making of a separate peace.

You spoke well, but only
expressed the opinion

of one of England's
many private citizens.

It's quite obvious that you've
violated diplomatic ethics.

No.

It's only that
comrade Lenin's secretary

seems to know something
of your affair.

Mr. Locke, having served your
purpose in delaying

the separate peace
for a few minutes

we will excuse you.

You play poker, don't you?

I used to, when I
lived in New York.

Then you'll understand me
when I ask you

to let me buy another stack
of chips... on credit.

- Credit?
- Three weeks credit.

Just what do you mean?

Time to communicate
with Downing Street.

I'll tell my government that
in return for your not opening

peace negotiations, I'm
promising you immediate help.

Mr. Locke, your ways
are not our ways.

British capital is almost
as hateful to us

as German militarism.

However, since the German
danger exists

we are prepared to risk
cooperation with the allies.

- On our terms.
- Well, what are they?

- Fifty million sterling.
- Right.

- Munition.
- Right.

- Troops, five divisions.
- It's impossible.

Every available man
is in the trenches.

We have not only every available
man, but women in the trenches.

Alright, I'll ask for them.
50 million pounds.

- Five divisions, munitions.
- Another thing.

We must be assured
that England will do nothing

to hinder the Soviet
during these three weeks.

I'll pledge England to that, sir.

- Send your communication.
- Thank you, thank you.

We shall keep our promise,
Mr. Locke.

Let us hope you will keep yours

and those you have
made for England.

England's integrity
is fairly well-known, sir.

Remember, three weeks.

I respectfully submit..

No, no. I respectfully advise
that English interference

in Russia during
these next three weeks

will prove exceedingly harmful
to Anglo-Russian relations

and would be considered
by the Soviet

as a breach of faith.

I have the honor to be sir,
etc., etc.

Code that, Hendersen,
and send it at once.

Yes, sir.

- Oh, come in, Evans.
- Thank you, sir.

I thought you might be tired,
sir, and need it.

Alright, thank you.

Poohbah!

How long have you been a
diplomat among diplomats?

Thirty two years, sir.

Must've seen a great deal
of history in the making.

A bit, sir.

And it was all done
after long conferences

by many gentlemen with long
titles, wasn't it?

That would be a lengthy
description of it, sir.

They spoke for England,
didn't they?

And England backed up
what they said.

- Uh, yes, sir.
- Poohbah.

I'm expecting England
to back up what one

unofficial council general,
as said.

And if they don't, I'm sunk.

I'll be the most vicious liar
in Russia.

That they will, there's nothing
else they can do. They'll do it.

- I know I was right.
- I'm sure you were, sir.

And most courageous.

- Poohbah, get me droshky.
- Yes, sir.

You're not going out, sir?

Yes. I'm, I'm closing my flat.

- Alright, Evans.
- Yes, sir.

Sorry if I interrupted while you
were going through my papers.

I wasn't going through
your papers.

- I just came to see you.
- What for?

To ingratiate yourself again
and betray a further confidence?

Is that as near as you can
come to understanding?

I can understand your patriotism
making you a spy.

Even your believing
for a night you love me.

But I don't see how you could
cheapen them both so obviously.

And then asked to be forgiven
because for your idealism.

Stephen, today
in the central committee

we were two symbols
standing for different things.

I warned you last night.

Now, you haven't the right
to be angry.

We accepted our problem,
we've got to face it.

Not only politically,
but as you and I.

I'm afraid the Russian man
is a little too subtle for me.

Love demands loyalty,
so does patriotism.

You betrayed our love today.

Just as you Russians
let down your friends.

- Stop, haven't you said enough?
- I've scarcely begun.

Traitors can't be trusted among
nations and among individuals.

What you're doing will end in
disaster, even if you succeed.

We will succeed.
Oh, don't you understand?

We can't go on sharing
the burden of England's war.

England's war?
We are fighting for the world.

- England's world, not ours?
- Anyway we are fighting.

While Russians throw their guns
and run like frightened dogs.

'I'm sorry.'

Come with me.

Why do I say these things
to you when I love you so much?

Because you're clever, Stephen.
But not clever enough.

Weak, but not weak enough.

Strong, but not strong enough.

- Good evening, sir.
- Good evening.

- Hey, I gotta see the old man.
- You can't go in now, Stanley.

He's getting through
with that Russian business.

Yes, I know. Just imagine,
50 million sterling.

Munitions, five divisions.
Well, Locke's insane.

- I bet we paid.
- I bet we don't.

- Sit and I'll get you in soon.
- Alright, thanks.

- 'Mr. Avery?'
- Oh, yes.

Just a minute.
What chance do we have..

Something must be done.

- What is it, Evans?
- Mail, sir.

- Anything from England?
- Nothing important, I'm afraid.

- Two weeks, not a single word.
- You still have a week, sir.

If I could get one day in London.

- I know, I could convince them.
- I'm sure you could, sir.

- Good day, madam.
- I must see, Mr. Locke.

- About?
- It's vital.

- Very well, madam.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

- Elena.
- Hello, Stephen.

Well, it's the first time
you've visited my quarters.

- Yes.
- Elegant, huh? Come sit down.

Suppose it's too early
to offer you a drink.

I shouldn't have come here,
but I had to.

- Something important?
- Yes.

Well.

I wanted to tell you,
not the Cheka.

What are you talking about?

British troops
under the General Pool

landed at Arc Angel last night.

So, that's the answer
to my telegram.

- I've won.
- No, Stephen. No.

- You've lost.
- What do you mean?

They've come to fight
against the Soviet.

But they can't.
I-I promise--

It's true though. The checker
just received the telegram.

I came here as quickly as I
could, even though I shouldn't.

- And... and England..
- Has failed you.

Oh, my darling.

It's humiliated you before
the entire world, hasn't it?

- It finished your career.
- My career.

That's a small matter.

England hasn't let me down.

I've let her down. Yes,
that's it, I've let her down.

I knew those promises
I made were impossible.

I... I just wanted to delay the
separate peace, that's all.

I-I never even
sent that telegram.

'Well, and you better go.'

You'll get into
trouble being here.

Stephen, if the Government
moves to Moscow for now.

Naturally, I go with them.

- That's means goodbye.
- Oh, no, it doesn't.

I'm not going to give you up.

Oh, Steven, don't you
understand? It just can't be.

We can't be.
Let's keep what we've got.

Whole and complete and beautiful.

You'll be glad when you
go back to England.

I'm not going back to England
and this isn't goodbye.

- You'll see me again, Elena.
- How do you mean?

Yes, and so will your Government.

I'm not bound any longer.

The Soviet wants peace, does it?

They'll have to fight for it
hard than they ever fought.

Poor, Stephen.

Don't you see you can't win?

And I couldn't bear
to see you hurt anymore.

That's why we mustn't
see each other again.

Goodbye.

Au revoir.

'Promise, promise.
Yes, promise.'

So you have heard no word
from your Government?

Well, I have.
While you were trying to throw

dust in my eyes, your Government
landed troops at Arc Angel.

I assure you, sir,
the responsibility for the

misunderstanding is mine
and not England's.

And I assure you, that from now
on there will be no occasion for

misunderstanding. Either with
you or your Government.

Do I make myself clear?

Perfectly clear.

Well, Poohbah, Moscow isn't
such a long way from home.

Had the weather been fine,
we'd have seen the war in China.

Yeah, if it wasn't for
the houses in-between.

Well, Poohbah,
make yourself at home.

This is it. At least until
the Cheka wants to know

what the blazes
I'm doing in Moscow.

- Sir, what are you doing here?
- I'm not absolutely certain.

Except that the
Soviet Government is here.

And I have an idea that they
tempted back into the war.

- That must be the front door.
- That little tinkling sound?

- Yes, what does it mean?
- I don't know.

Does it means that
somebody wants to be let it.

Shouldn't be surprised
if you're right, Sir.

- Good day, gentlemen.
- 'Well, well my goodness.'

- Hello.
- Hello, Steven.

- How long you chaps here?
- About a week, Steve.

That's great. Sit down.
I'll ask Evans for drinks.

- No, we're in a hurry.
- Get drinks, Evans.

Come, sit down.
Let's here the news.

Have a cigarette.

What's the matter?
Something happened?

- They assassinated the Czar.
- Yes, I know. It's horrible.

Now, an attempt is being made
to re-organize a white army.

- By whom?
- A Latish officer. Svaboda.

He has control over the cadets,
here in Moscow.

He's in contact with Kormiloff
in the North and Shuban at Kiev.

United, they've a fighting
chance to overthrow the Soviet.

Wait, we've gotta be careful
not to compromise our position.

- What's he gotta do with you?
- Government's 5,00,000 Franks--

Me to, we have the
greatest opportunity--

- I'll never get permission.
- You can as a private citizen.

Technically that is all you are.
You were unofficially appointed

to prevent a signing
of a separate piece.

Now, it's signed. You have no
orders, no responsibilities.

You're free to act for
your country as you see fit.

With Kormiloff's army
and the white troops at Kiev.

We might be able to--

- Can I speak with the officer?
- We've already arranged it.

He and 17 million spiders
have a nest in the Gareth.

It's the only place in Moscow
that hasn't any spies.

- Where is it?
- Mirror of Prospect, 26.

'Be careful of your smoking,
this place looks sensitive.'

Now, let's get down to business.

It's taken me two months to
collect this equipment.

See, Mr. Locke. I'm secretly
in command of the Moscow cadets.

The Soviet is not organized
to withstand a military attack.

You're not saying that a group
of young men defeat the Soviet.

No, however if those cadets
could unite with Kormiloff's

army in the North and Shuban's
in the South, those three forces

should be able to overthrow
the Government in Moscow.

Which is the vortex
of the Soviet.

If we succeed, we'll contact
General Pool at Arc Angel.

I see. Then one of the ends
of your counter revolution.

- Is to put Russia back in war.
- Precisely.

You've troops and ammunition.
Why do you wanted me, Colonel?

We have a certain amount of arms
and ammunition, yes.

But to unite with, Kormiloff
and Shuban we need more.

To get them we need money.
These men have given me a great

deal of financial assistance
already but it's not sufficient.

Great Britain will not subscribe
the overthrow of a Government.

Besides, the funds
are not at my command.

But you could use them.

If they succeed,
think what it means.

It's the only way, fight for it.

- Come on, Steve, take a chance.
- It's a pretty long one.

If I do, it must be
entirely on my own.

Yes, if it means the overthrow
the Soviet isn't it worth it?

I suppose it is.

Alright, I'll risk it.
You'll get the money tomorrow.

Where were you on the 27th night?

- I can't remember.
- You're not telling the truth.

Locke paid you.
You're working for Locke.

No, no, I'm not. I'm not.

Better tell the truth. Was it
the British General, Locke?

- I don't know a thing.
- Was it, come on. Was it?

'Take him away.'

I'm sorry I'm late, Sergei, but
I'm transcribing notes.

That's alright.
You look tired, Elena.

- A little.
- I wanna have a talk with you.

- Sit down.
- Thank you.

- You're working too hard.
- But I want to.

If someone didn't take care of
details, Lenin would be swamped.

When I look at him, it's not
only respect, it's reverence.

When you follow a man like that,
you give up personal emotion.

Everything must be sacrificed
for the new Russia.

- You know that.
- Yes, I know that.

- That makes it easier for me.
- But I don't understand.

- This Englishman, Locke.
- Yes.

We believe that he's
supporting The White Revolt.

- Are you sure of that?
- He's been credited with it.

Besides, what else
is he doing in Moscow.

- Well..
- Yes, I know.

There's been enough
talk about it.

- What you need is a scapegoat.
- I need evidence to arrest him.

- You must help me get it.
- What can I do about it?

Your familiar enough with,
Locke's habits to present

yourself to a certain
Latish officer named, Svaboda.

'He can usually be found
at the cafe Straouna.'

Give him a check
and tell him it's from Locke.

And demand receipt for money
received by him from Locke.

If the receipt is over
the amount of the check

it will prove that Locke
has contributed other money.

Your knowledge and the check
is sufficient to convince

Svaboda that you're
an accomplice of Locke's

and I will have my evidence.

I'll give you the check.

- I can't do it, sergei.
- You must.

You realize, if he's arrested
now, he will only be deported.

Later... he will be shot.

You see, you have no choice.

I see.

- Well, come along.
- Okay.

- What is it?
- Eh. Looks like bad news.

It is, Kormiloff
can't get through.

The whole district's
gone over to the Soviet.

Dogs.

From Kiev.

Well.

Shoobin's army is deserted.
They've joined the Bolsheviks.

- Well, it's working out lovely.
- What're we gonna do?

Don't get excited.
There's nothing to do, but wait.

- Wait for what?
- Take it easy.

Till Tito's got in touch
with Colonel Svaboda.

There maybe an explanation
to all this.

- It's Tito.
- I'll go.

Well.

Did you find Svaboda?

No, he already left
the katastralna when I arrived.

I looked everywhere,
I can't find him.

He disappeared.

- Well, that's that.
- Now, what do we do?

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

- Perhaps I can--
- You better get some sleep.

You're on the verge of
talking to yourself.

There's an old American proverb.
"When you're behind

"the eighth ball there's nothing
else to do, but sit on your"

"teddy box and wait
for the break."

Good evening, sir.
Beg pardon, sir--

Thank you.

I ought to tell you, sir, that..

Elena, I'm so glad.

This the first nice thing
that's happened today.

- Been waiting long?
- About a half an hour.

I so wanted you to be here.
You see I need you.

I'm licked, Elena.

Everything that stood
between us is... is gone now.

I've no duty, no obligation
to anybody or anything.

Yes, Stephen,
you've an obligation to me.

That's what I came
to talk to you about.

I want you to leave Russia.

- Leave Russia?
- Yes, now, tonight.

- There's nothing to hold you.
- There's us.

I still have work.
Your work is done.

- That's why you must go.
- I don't follow you.

Stephen, you go now,
you can save your dignity.

Tomorrow, they'll
send you outta here.

- They couldn't do that.
- They'll do that.

- They have no reason.
- They have every reason.

You've been supplying money
to the white army.

- To fight against the Soviet.
- They can't prove that.

They'll have the evidence
tomorrow morning.

Oh, Stephen, if you love me
you'll leave tonight.

You're asking me to sneak out.
No, Elena, I shan't do that.

- I shan't do that.
- Stephen. Stephen.

I-I've never asked you
to sacrifice your ideals.

I didn't have the right to.

But your pride, that I can ask
as a woman that loves you.

Leave Moscow, tonight.

No.

- You do love me, don't you?
- You needn't ask that.

Then believe me
when I tell you that

if you go, there's some chance
for us when this is over.

I promise you that if you stay,
tomorrow our love will be dead.

- What is all this?
- I can't tell you.

What have you done
to me now? Tell me.

- Please, Stephen.
- Elena, you've got to tell me.

Alright, you're to be deported
tomorrow on evidence that I got

by representing myself
as your agent.

I see.

It was all there
from the beginning.

This is the end. What's the use
of talking about the beginning.

Now, go on.
Run along, do your duty.

Yes. Yes, Evans, send them up.

Perhaps you better wait a moment.

It wouldn't do to think you were
mixing business with pleasure.

- Hello, Stephen.
- Well, what is it?

You know, Lenin's been shot.

- 'Dead?'
- 'Report is that, he's dying.'

- 'They're saying, it's you.'
- I?

- They call it the Locke Plot.
- Never mind that.

Do you realize
what this means, Steve?

- Yes, one more chance, eh?
- You bet it is.

With Lenin outta the way. They
have no leader. They'll crack.

- Now, if we could--
- Yeah, just a moment.

- What's up your sleeve?
- This is it.

Through cadets we re-organize
scattered white sympathizers--

A small revolt to lead
to a counter revolution.

- We shouldn't go further.
- We gotta help out.

- We gotta make up our minds.
- We must take advantage.

- Surely you understand.
- This is our last chance.

I don't know.
So much has happened.

You must give me time to think.
I'll tell you what.

You all return to the garret.
I'll join you later.

Alright, come on.
We're practically there.

Very critical.

Camparia five grams
every two hours.

Lenin is fighting for his life.

So is the Soviet.

There are many plots,
traitors, schemes.

Arrest all suspects.

Remember, we have no time
to give them a trial.

There must be no riots.

The only way to suppress
riots is with machine guns.

Call it terror if you like.
But those are your orders.

Have you the evidence?

Lenin is dying.

If we work quickly

we can save everything
for which he has worked.

Have you the evidence?

And I thought so.

You know what this means?

Where is he?

I don't know.

I have sufficient evidence
to arrest Locke.

I want him found.
Try the consulate first.

If he isn't there, look for him.

And keep on looking
until you find him.

Even if you had to tear
the city to pieces.

Condition unchanged, if he dies..

Stop it! Stop it!

You have no right here.
This is British territory.

- Wonder why he doesn't answer.
- You've got plenty to wonder.

Wonder why we don't have cadets.
I wonder where Medill is?

Wonder how long it's gonna--

There he is now.

Hello, Bobby.
Close the door.

- Any news?
- Too much.

What is it?

- Whole town is upside down.
- What's the matter?

- Plenty.
- Well.

Listen Steve.

Got some news. It's gonna
be hard for you.

Yes.

Just come back from what's
left of your consulate.

The whole place is in pieces.
And everything in it.

Evans?

Poor old Poohbah.

Also, they're looking for you
in the most unpleasant manner.

Yes, I know. They've got plenty
of evidence against me too.

- How did they get it?
- Well, you see..

Because I was a fool, I suppose.

Anyway, they've got it.

Meanwhile, I pushed you
fellows in a nice hole.

There's one hole they put you
in that you can't get out.

When you're there, it doesn't
matter. So forget it.

Wait a minute.

The headquarters of the cadets.

- Go ahead.
- Okay.

It is imperative,
we see you at once.

We have important information.

We are waiting..

- What's wrong with it?
- Something's happened.

- Line's dead.
- What does that mean?

Well, one or two things.

Woodpeckers ate the poles
or the reds cut the wires.

The deadest line I've seen

since I tried to get a number
in a Philadelphia phone booth.

- Reach him in person.
- Good idea.

I'll go. Anyway,
I want some cigarettes.

- I'll go with you.
- No, don't.

It's the only place,
they're not looking for you.

- Perhaps you're right.
- Of course.

- How long you gonna be?
- It's far.

Won't be back
before 2:30 or 3:00.

If you don't get through.

Best thing is to try
and locate Svoboda.

- I'll do my best.
- Right.

Stephen, come here.
I think I have a good plan.

Look, I'll show you.

You see, here is the road
to the South gate. Hold this.

Ah, I thought we were
gonna play poker.

Well, Cadet Svoboda,
you have to give me credit.

I finally found you.

What's the time?

Six thirty.

Six thirty.

Imagine that fraud.

This length of time he could've
gone and come back four times.

Look over that cigarette.

You wanna blow
the whole place up?

That's one way of getting
out of this attic.

Maybe it isn't LeFarge's fault.

Whoever's fault it is,
we're in a fix.

Svoboda disappears and leaves
us here in his ammunition dump.

Now that confounded
Frenchmen goes home--

You don't suppose he could've
found Svoboda, do you?

If he had, we would've
heard about it.

We would have, unless..

Well, there is only
one way of knowing.

Go to the cadets and see if he's
been there. Won't take me long.

'Don't you go getting yourself
lost and be a nuisance.'

'This wasn't so darn serious.
It'd have been funny.'

That is, if I had something to eat.

I'll be back soon.

- Uh, Tito.
- 'Yes.'

Uh, look here. I-I, um..

Well, don't be a fool will you.

Back to you.
In fact, two backs.

What you been doing, cheating?

Sergei.

- Stop that you fool.
- Let me out!

No, you can't shoot, you can't.
Don't you understand.

They'll locate the rifles,
the ammunition everything.

Suppose you're right.

Well..

It's gonna be a long time before
we'll want to play poker again.

- Okay, where are you going?
- Cadet headquarters.

I'm tired of being perched up
in this garret doing nothing.

We came here to start
something, didn't we?

- I'm gonna start it.
- No. Take it easy.

- We'll go together.
- I'll get through better alone.

Don't go out like this.
Keep your head now.

What's the sense now
doing the heroic and making

a Roman Holiday of ourselves.

We'll get to the cadets.
I'm going with you.

Come on now, sit down here.
I'm gonna get ready.

You know, we've gotta be
careful how we move.

When we find out something
about the situation.

We can arrange the transfer
of ammunition to him.

Rather than have him come here
in small groups to fetch it.

You know it's pretty
dangerous too.

To mobilize a group
as big as that.

Come and stick your
head in this cold water now.

It'll do you good.

Where is Locke?
Tell me, where is he?

Aren't you getting
a little tired of this?

You've been at it three hours.
Don't know why I'm complaining.

- You're doing all the work.
- You do know him.

- Who?
- Locke, you fool.

I do. A nice old gentleman with
a long white beard, isn't he?

You're going to be shot
tomorrow morning

and buried in quick lime
with fifty others.

Don't apologize, you know how
democratic we Americans are.

Tell me where he is, and you can
walk out of the Kremlin. Free.

Pavlov, you wanna find Locke,
you can start ringing doorbells

and asking for him, because
I'm not gonna tell.

That goes for now
and tomorrow morning.

- Oh.
- Where is he?

- China.
- Where is he?

Brooklyn.

Take him away.

Well gentlemen, I hope
you are satisfied.

You made me swallow the last
piece of gum in Russia.

'Let's go.'

Here are the paper's you asked for.

Thank you.

- You know Medill?
- Of course.

He's a courageous man.
He won't tell.

He's the only one left who
knows where Locke is hiding.

Elena, our government
is in the balance.

If Lenin dies and these riots
continue, it will fall.

The riots must be stopped.
Locke is one of the sources.

He must be found.

Is it necessary to run down
one man when there are so many?

We can no longer think of
the present or of ourselves.

We must think of the future.

And thousands of Russians yet
to come. This is what you'll do.

Go to Medill. He knows you
love Locke. Gain his confidence.

- Find out where Locke is.
- Haven't I done enough.

No, not until the Soviet
is firmly established.

- But I love him.
- More than Russia?

More than the future
of millions of people.

What's it all worth?

This flag waving and
preaching about right and wrong.

- Where does it get you?
- Nonsense.

Find out where Locke is.

That is your only duty.

- Well?
- I'm sorry, Medill.

Don't be sorry.
It's merely a stop over.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

You... you'll be shot
in the morning?

It was mentioned
in the conversation.

Well, what can I do for you?

I came here to find out
where Stephen is.

I'll tell you tomorrow, about noon.

We have to have Jo-Jo here.
He makes me itch to look at him.

Wait outside.

Medill, where is he?

Probably playing solitaire.

It used to be four of us.
It wasn't bad then.

We could play poker. Now with
the rest of us almost gone--

'I can get him out of the country.'

You're the fine of them,
aren't you?

I love him.

You didn't come here
as a spy, did you?

No woman can be
that rotten, could she?

No.

- No woman could be that rotten.
- Alright, then, I'll tell you.

When you see him, tell him
I've been deported not--

- I will.
- Well, then you'll find him..

In the garret of a two vacant
stores. Merov Prospect 26.

- I'll send the squad.
- He isn't there now.

- Won't be there till 9 o'clock.
- It's eight now.

The place is filled
with ammunition.

Then the only way
is to blow it up.

- Yes, that's what I thought.
- The Barracks.

Tuonev, at 9 o'clock this
evening, you are to bomb

two vacant stores
of Merov prospect 26.

I want then razed.
Keep your men clear.

The place is filled
with ammunition.

At least, he'll never know.

No. He'll never know.

Bob.

- You.
- Yes, Stephen.

Who told you how to get here?
Where'd learn that knock?

- Medill told me.
- Where is he?

- Deported.
- LeFarge?

Medill, Tito, LeFarge,
even Evans.

You've got us all, haven't you?

Well, come on, let's finish
it up. Send me the soldiers.

Or would you rather cry first?

Stephen, close that door please.

- Against what?
- I want to be alone with you.

- Forever.
- Forever.

That's about 20 minutes
to you, isn't it?

Well, what is it?

Stephen, I've never lied to you,
have I? Think back.

I don't think you ever have.

It's the first time you've heard
me do anything to compromise.

I've been loyal to Russia,
haven't I?

You have been loyal
to Russia, alright.

You've ended everything
for me, because of that.

I haven't the courage
to go on being a patriot

or an idealist
any longer, Stephen.

I tried to but... I'm
too much of a woman.

I wish I could believe that.

It would change
everything so much.

Stephen, look at me.
Look at me.

And then you believe me,
when I say that I've

done my duty by the
Soviet and I'm through.

- There's only you and I now.
- It doesn't matter, Elena.

You're all I've got.

I suppose we can get out
of this mess somehow.

I suppose so. But let's
not talk about it any longer.

I'm so happy to be here.

We might get across
the Litish border.

Pick up a train
to Kursk from there.

We can go to England together.

- Yes, we might.
- You'd love it, Elena.

I know a quite little
village in Sussex.

Not dull just peaceful.

We get a cottage and a second
hand motor to knock about in.

Take all the time in the world
doing just as we pleased.

Tell me more about
our little village.

It's just a ridiculous little
hamlet with one church spire.

There's a doctor, and a parson.

And the village constable
and the squire.

Each house has a fence
and a garden.

And on Sundays, the villagers
all file out in their best.

The morning smells fresh.

And we just stand there
in the sun.

And it'll be so quite.

We could hear the breeze
and the grass

and from far away
the sound of a church bells.

And then--

Stephen, hold me.
Don't let me go.

- We gotta get out.
- We can't.

- We can try.
- We haven't a chance.

- What?
- I brought it.

- You came here knowing that--
- Stephen. Don't ask me.

Just hold me closely. Forever.

Lenin, he's regained
consciousness.

Lenin, he live.

His first words were,
"stop the terror."

Lenin would live.

'He's pardoned
all the political prisoners.'

Hey, Steve.

Hey, Steve.

Hey, hey, Steve.

'Don't forget to send me
some gum.'

- What?
- 'Gum.'

Gum.

Gum. Gu..