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1963 - British agent Kim Philby
defected to Moscow

1968 - USA, UK and NL
suitable for nuclear weapons limitation

The agreement consisted of four
the secret agreement

today - only one is still there

FOURTH AGREEMENT

FOURTH AGREEMENT

I'm Kim Philby, Major.

That is, Colonel Philby
KGB, retired...

I think you will find I have
an appointment with General Govorshin

The Chairman of the KGB General
Govorshin left three hours ago.

But that's impossible.

I was summoned for
an important conference with him.

I regret,

the Comrade General charged me
to make an alternative arrangement.

And what, pray, might that be?

Major Valeri Alexeivitch Petrofsky?

At ease.

You're a fortunate man, Major Petrofsky

You have been chosen for a mission
of the utmost importance.

If you are successful you will return
to honours

and promotions beyond your dreams.

As Chairman of the KGB,
I am giving you a director order.

You will accept my authority,
and my authority alone.

You will consult neither your
Camp Kommandant

nor the head of
the Illegals Directorate.

Nor will you reveal details
of this mission to anyone.

Major Pavlov her will be in charge
of your briefing

if you have any questions,
you will direct them to him.

They tell me you are the star
of the Illegals Directorate.

You will need to be.

Thank you, London! It's fifteen minutes
to midnight and here

in Trafalgar Square huge crowds
are already gathering to welcome

in the New Year everyone's
in good spirits.

The crowd is cheerful but orderly
and the police so far,

have had an easy time.

St John's Ambulance have only had
to deal with a few people fainting up

in the studio in Glasgow
our Hogmanay party is in full swing

so... let's go north of the border
to join in the fun

Nigel!

I've some reinforcements...

Drunkard sod!

It's Jeremy!

Tell Nigel to open the bloody door!

James... Happy New Year.

What flat do you want, sir?

I've got the reinforcements for Nigel!

Yes. But what flat number, sir?

Don't worry

I'll follow the noise.

Happy New Year.

Bingo...

Ah! Preston.

Come and sit down.

Preston, I have told the Committee
that I did not authorise

your action last night.

I have also told them
you have needlessly alerted Berenson

to our investigations by
recklessly blowing up his safe!

Presumably you have some explanation
for the decision, Preston?

Well, we've got Berenson.

What we need now is the name
of his controller.

If Berenson believes
it was only a burglary

he won't be afraid to contact him.

But that still doesn't explain why
you didn't ask for my authorisation.

You wouldn't have given it.

That will be all, Preston.

Berenson's away, I take it?

He's at a house party in Yorkshire.
With his wife.

Yes, but, er, tomorrow is Saturday,
Sir Anthony

we don't expect him back until Monday
we will pick him up then.

But do you go along with that, Preston?

He has a girlfriend.

I'm sorry what's that got to do with it

Quite.

I wouldn't be surprised if he found
an excuse to leave the wife

in Yorkshire come back early,
and start the New Year with a bang.

I see.

What do you want, Preston?

Round the clock surveillance.

Three teams of watchers.

Phone tap. Mail intercept.

Everything, immediately.

Twenty four men round the clock
for an indefinite period!?

That would mean wrecking at least three
of our current operations.

Brian, I'm sure you'll agree that
this Berenson business

is of overriding importance.

Yes, of course, Sir Anthony.

Alright, Preston, you've got it.

Gentlemen,
I suggest we reconvene after lunch.

Preston.

Got a moment?

Close the door.

Just what the hell do you think
you are playing at!!!

First, you have the unmitigated qall
to proceed without my permission.

Then you deliberately try to embarrass
the service in front of that shit,

Irvine!

Of course,

I'm well aware that
you somehow consider yourself

as outside the normal chain
of command but let me remind you that

this is a SERVICE not a free-for-all!

And when you've finished showing off,

you come back to work for me
and I as Director General

of the Security Service...

Acting Director General...

Bernard Hemmings isn't dead yet.

Look, Preston let's get this straight.

If, or rather when,

I am confirmed as head
of this department you are just going

to disappear.

Without trace.

I will bear that in mind.

In the meantime, I want another report

Complete in every detail, on my desk
before you go home.

Would that include this meeting, Sir?

Do it!!!

Yes, Sir.

General Govorshin asked me
to give you this.

Your final instructions.

Okay. Could you put these
in the car for me?

Thank you.

Nigel.

Bernard how are you?

Terrible.

But I'd rather you didn't mention
it to Harcourt Smith.

Or has that little shit already
got me dead and buried?

Not quite.

But he does seem pretty confident
that he will be your successor.

Has he got rid of all my people?

No there are still a few flies
in his ointment.

John Preston, in particular.

Good man, John.

What's he been up
to?

Well, that's what I wanted to talk
to you about.

Perston's caught
that prick Berenson leaking NATO papers

And I'd appreciate a little chat
about what we might do with him.

Julia?

George.

How was the New Year?

How was yours?

So, so.

How about tonight, then?

Yes, lovely.

Seven?

Okay.

Fine.

See you then.

'Bye.

'Bye.

Oh my God!

Hello?

Julia. I'm sorry, darling,

something's come up
I'm afraid I'll have to skip tonight.

Why? Is it Angela?

No. It's the bloody office.

Oh, Geroge, I'm sorry about that.

So am I.

I'll, er, call you tomorrow. Alright?

Bye.

Bye.

Chummy's gone to ground.

Pizzeria on Fillimore Walk.

It's a long way to go for a pizza.

I think we'll join him.

Do you think Jimmy's overdoing
it a little?

Gloria doesn't seem to be objecting.

Well done, Charlie.

Alright.
Here we go.

Don't you like your pizza, Mr Berenson?

No we don't go...

It's a drop.

So what do we do about Berenson?

Better give him the first team.

Oh, shit!

What?

Take away pizzas in boxes!

William...

The girl with the pizzas.

The Manager again.

Who gets special service?

He does.

We'll take this one.

Hello, Angela.

Nigel Irvine.

Oh, I'm sorry. Yes, of course.
How silly of me.

Were we expecting you?

Not exactly.

Do you mind if we come in?

No. Please do.

Is George in?

Yes, of course.

Darling!

In North Wales, severe blizzards...

Hello, George.

Nigel.

How nice.

I wonder if we might have a quiet word?

Yes, of course.

Do sit down.

Quiet New Year's holiday?

Not missing something, are you?

What do you want, Nigel?

I thought you might
be missing something.

Like this.

These are yours, I believe.

But these beyond a doubt...

Never were.

I don't suppose there's much I can say,
is there?

I don't know.

Try me.

Alright.

Well for years now I have taken
the attitude that there

was only one struggle
on this planet worth a damn

the fight against world communism.

And it has long seemed to me ridiculous
that the most committed anti communists

in the southern hemisphere
the South Africans should be excluded

from NATO planning because

of some unfashionable

domestic attitudes.

So was this your idea?

Or did someone approach you?

I met someone at a party.

Or did he meet you?

Jan Marais...

It seems our Secret Service
is up to scratch.

Just what exactly
have you been passing him?

It would be awfully helpful to know.

I gave him any relevant documents
to NATO taht crossed my desk.

NATO?

Mmm-huh.

Well,
I hope they didn't pay you in cash,

Berenson the Rand's taken a bit
of a dive lately.

I didn't do it for money.

I did it because I believed
it was right!

A man of principle to the last.

You can bloody well sneer,

Irvine but perhaps I'm rather more
of a patriot than you are.

You may be interested in this.

It's an extract from the debriefing
of a recent Soviet defector

which pinpoints a Soviet agent
in the South African Foreign Service.

And this is a summation of the South
African internal investigation

which identifies the man
as one Jan Marais.

What have I done?

You've betrayed your country.

You've passed untold numbers
of secrets to Moscow...

And endangered the lives of British men
and women and I'd say,

you've weakened NATO
perhaps irretrievably.

Oh my God!

Just your
and your schoolboy politics...

And your idiotically conceited faith
in your own importance.

Now some of our more muscular
colleagues favour taking you to a cell

and going to work on you with
a carving knife and a pair of pliers.

The rest would like to feed you
to the newspapers and throw what's left

into prison for 20 years.

It's a tricky choice, isn't it?

However this is what you will do.

You will resume
your "special relationship" with Moscow

Only this time I shall be suplying
the papers. Understand?

Then later when we're finished
we can decide what to do with you.

I'm very grateful, Nigel.

Good operation. Damn good.

The turning of Berenson?

No. The false flag recruitment,
the way he was run.

Very clever.

I've been thinking it reminds me
of someone...

Who?

General Yevgeni Sergeivitch Karpov,
Deputy Head KGB...

Sort of your opposite number, then?

You could say that, yes.

I shall enjoy feeding him
a few wrong turns for a change.

The well-known Kremlin watcher
we also have

with us Colonal K who quit Moscow
to come to the West last year Colonel,

who's now the leader
of the minority hard line group

in the Politburo?

Certainly it would be a KGB chief,
Govorshin.

How secure would you say he is?

You know, Govorshin is in
a very delicate situation unless comes

some change in world power balance
to justify his his hard line policies.

You talk about a hard line, I...

KGB Chief, Govorshin.

How secure would you say he is?

Govorshin is in

a delicate situation unless comes
some change in world power balance...

General Karpov?

General Borisov on line one.

General Borisov.

General Karpov.

Pavel Petrovich, how are you?

Fine. I need to talk to you.

Yes?

It's serious. Can we meet today?

Well, where are you?

I'm out of town. I'm fishing.

All right,
I'll drive out this afternoon.

Good. Good.

Natasha, I won't be back after lunch.

I'll call your driver.

No. I'll drive myself.

Karpov my friend.

That was quick.

How are you?

I'm good. I'm good.

Bistovia.

Yevgeni Sergeivitch how long have
we known each other?

Get to the point Pavel Petrovitch.

Why are you stripping my department?

Why am I what?!

Stripping me clean.

Everyday something new is taken from me

First, the very best agent
we have specialising

in Britain Major Valeri Petrofsky.

And then, a forged life story
meticulously maintained over the years

a legend that fits Valeri Petrofsky
like a glove.

Where do you want me to stop?

Couriers,

their documentations radio men
and then the coding crystals

for that sleeper transmitter
you yourself planted when you were head

of the KGB in London.

What the hell
are you mounting over there?

Whose authority has been
on all these transfers?

Govorshin!

But Comrade, General Chairman Govorshin
knows nothing about Western Europe.

That's why I was sure that
you knew of it.

Pavel Petrovitch, old friend,
I give you my word.

I'm not the one
who's wrecking your department.

Then what the hell is going on?

Yevgeni Sergevitch, I'm sorry.
I thought that you...

No. No. In your position
I would have thought the same.

So, who is advising Govorshin
on England, apart from ourselves?

Do you think he's trying
to embarrass you?

Maybe remover you?

Not as far as I know.

No... He and I have not had any,
er fireside chats lately.

Something's wrong here, Yevgeni.

Take care.

Take care.

I'll look into it.

Stay well old friend.

And stay silent.

By the way, what's the name?

What's the name of the legend?

The name of the legend?

Ross.

James Edward Ross.

Mr Ross?

Yes?

I'm so sorry I'm late...
I'm Jill Dunkley.

How do you do?

It's absolute bloody mayhem out there!

I'm sorry?

The traffic. Quite frightening.

I got stuck for half
an hour behind

some motorised carrot pulper
or something.

Anyway, I gather you're looking for
a three month leg?

Yes, that kind of thing.

Are you a single man, Mr Ross?

My wife will be joining me as soon
as we sell our house in Plymouth.

Oh, well that's nice.

This is the attic, upstairs.

I see. Thank you.

Then there's the bathroom
and this is the second bedroom.

Of course one does hear
the occasional sound from

the Baywaters American Airbase.

But I hope it doesn't bother you.

No.

That doesn't bother me at all.

Yes?

General...

Tell the first courier to proceed.

Yes sir.

Would passengers arriving
on swiss Air Flight 307,

please collect their luggage...

Hey...

You must be our new neighbour.

I suppose I must be. Jim Ross.

Tome McWhirter.

Any time you feel
like dropping around, huh?

I'll do that. Thank you.

You're a problem, Preston.

You see, while you've been away,

young Mayhurst has
been heading up your section.

And he's done
an excellent job very thorough so

of course it would be grossly unfair
to push him back to his second slot now

But, as luck would have it,
a vacancy has suddenly appeared.

In C5.

C5!

That's airports and ports, isn't it?

Do you know, I do believe it is.

But I think you could look on it as
a real career move.

Well, you can't keep a good man down,
can you Mr Smith?

Well, I expect your talents
will be equally appreciated

in airports and ports.

John this telex just came in for you.

Give it to 'young Mayhurst'.

I don't work here anymore.

Where are you working then?

In airports and bloody ports.

Hey, seaman?

Where's your pass?

Did you forget something?

What's in your bag?

Gold fillings.

Lily white hands.

Soft palms.

So what we've got is a 'deckhand' from
a Russian trawler who looks like

he's never handled anything harder
than a bar of soap coming out

of Glasgow docks at two a.m.
In the morning.

No forged papers?

Nothing unusual at all.

I think we better have another look
at these effects.

It's polonium.

What'a polonium?

Well combined with lithium
the two together form an initiator.

That's that's a detonator. For a bomb.

A bomb?

An atomic bomb.

Pull over, Gregoriev.

Yes sir.

I understand you have been driving
comrade Colonel Philby lately.

Yes, comrade general. Up till christmas

Where have you been driving him?

Gergoriev, do you know who I am?

So tell me, where did you drive him?

Comrade General,
I've been forbidden to...

Gregoriev, you have a wife
and two children.

Do you think they will like you driving
an open jeep in Afghanistan?

So where did you drive Colonel Philby?

Comrade Professor Krilov?

Yes?

My name is General Karpov.

May I have a word?

Come in.

Professor Krilov...

In the interests of the State
I want you to tell me the plan

that you and Philby have
been discussing with Govorshin.

What authority have you got for this?

My authority is my rank and my service.

If you have no singed authority
from the Comrade General Chairman

you hve no authority at all.

In fact I might draw his attention
to your line of questioning.

That might not be a very good idea.

Did you know that Philby
has already gone missing?

What do you mean "gone missing"?

Disappeared.

The rumour is that he is dead.

Shot.

On Govorshin's orders.

Well, that is not my concern.

Then man is reckless and weak.

No doubt he has overstepped the mark.

That mark is easily overstepped.

You have a son for instance.

But this can't be.

You know, we do not tolerate
these "golden boys".

Five years in a labour camp
not everyone survives that endure

it the beatings the sodomy...

I regard this report
this report as alarmist,

irresponsible and supported
by insufficient evidence.

Evidence? Can't you read!?!

That metal disc can only be used
as part of a trigger for an ATOM BOMB.

That remains to be seen.

Don't think I don't know
what's going on, Preston.

You're trying to worm your way back
into favour by dreaming

up some far fetched drama
of which you yourself,

naturally, are the hero.

And and you're kicking out anybody
who doesn't make themselves available

to kiss your arse!

But if you were to look at
this thing straight just for a moment,

you might see that
there's something going on out there!

It is my prerogative, as head
of this country's Security Service...

Acting head, sunshine...

But if you ask me you're acting like
a complete arsehole!

No further action and you are suspended
for insubordination.

Indefinitely.

Look what we've got here!

Nah!

What, you think I'll get out of
this bloody carriage for you bloody wog

Yeah! Fuck off back to the jungle!

Want to go somewhere?

Get out!

Wake up all you black passengers!

Fuck off back to the jungle then!

And take your
Commie fucking brass mates with you.

What's your problem, toerag?

You two related?

Eh?

Hello, Joa.

Hello.

I'm staying in tonight.

You can take the evening off
if you want to.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, Tiger.

Who's winning?

I am!

And police reports indicated
that rioting continued today

in townships outside Johannesbourg,
Pretoria and Cape Town...

Come on, Tiger.

Bed.

Scuffles broke out today between
demonstrators and police

as a further squadron of American
F1-11 Strike Bombers

arrived at the US Airforce Base of
Baywaters had flown non stop from Texas

refuelling in mid Atlantic.

Hey!

You looking for someone?

No. No, not really.

You got a room here?

No. But I've got my car.

Let's go then.

Hey Jim me and Eileen been figuring
you could use a little entertainment.

Well actually, I'm rather busy,
at the moment.

Well, hell you ain't too busy
to be watching TV

why don't you come down
to the Base for a few beers?

Yes, alright. Thank you,
that would be lovely.

Um just give me a couple
of minutes, okay?

Ever done any bowling, Jimmy?

Goddamn!

You're pretty good, Jimmy.

Yeah, too damn good.

I think we'd better find something
I can beat you at.

Push another?

Oh! Now don't tell me
you've reached your limit, Jimmy boy!

Well, I usually try and stop after
a gallon or so.

No shit.

Marty come here.

Give us two large Moscow Mules Pronto!

Maybe that's kick a hole
in that famous British reserve.

Na zdrovye that's rusky for "up yours".

Narza drovier.

Cool you British are real cool.

Most of these boys are just all hat
and no cattle.

Sounds painful.

I ought to be getting back, Eileen.

Yeah?

Okay.

Yeah, you get real bored around here.

These people treat us like such dopes.

To tell the truth I sometimes wonder
what we're doing here at all.

Yes, I can understand that.

Do you get bored too, Jimmy?

Bored stiff?

I ought to be getting back.

Come to fly a kite, Sir?

Now, I'll land it.

Very good.

Go and get it, Tim.

It's an interesting report, John.

You're pretty sure about this, I take it

That somewhere out there

there's a soviet agent assembling
an atomic bomb?

Yes.

Don't suppose you heard

a sleep transmitter has
just gone active in East Anglia.

Sent two messages.

First, two weeks ago.

But the second soon after
your glasgow incident.

So he's already asked for
a replacement disc.

And if you were still on the case how
would you track him down?

Well, we know
he's at least one component short.

I would start by working
on recent immigration records

of all Soviet Block citizens.

Try to pick out the courier.

Alright I can get you those records.

I'll have them brouth round
to your flat.

Okay.

Just keep Harcourt Smith off my back.

Oh, he's much too busy working on
his Knighthood.

Timmy!

First of all,
there'd be a core of uranium.

Probably round and about five inches
in diameter.

Now there'd be a two inch diameter hole
right through the centre.

Over here we have
a two inch diameter ord.

Also uranium 235.

Now when the rod is rammed into
the heart of the fissionable core

the mass

of the two together rises beyond
the critical threshold.

And that's when things start
to get exciting.

The fissionable core will explode only
if at the moment of criticality

it's bombarded by a blizzard
of neutrons and the blizzard

is created by the initiator...

Lithium...

And polonium...

what is it that wends the plug down
the tube into the mass?

Any old plastic explosive.
I believe you know about that.

So what we're looking for
is some plastic explosive

a detonator tow small discs a tube...

A round metal case and a rod of uranium

And the uranium ball.

The thing about uranium, it's heavy.

Twice as heavy as lead.

That ball alone would take
a strong man to life two handed.

But in size it's about as big as
a small football?

Nearer a child's football.

If an atomic bomb explodes on
an american base they'll be blamed

For a nuclear accident.

The British will kick them out.

That will destroy NATO.

But if Petrofsky is caught
with those components Russia

will be blamed for breaking
the Fourth Protocol.

Govorshin would have forced us back
into the cold war.

Denounce him to the President.

On what evidence?

Well, what about this professor,
er, Krilov?

Krilov.

Krilov.

Krilov will change his story
in five minutes.

Will he live that long?

And then Govorshin
would simply destroy me.

He can destroy us all.

Govorshin need not last forever.

I want to die in my bed.

No I can't.

So what will you do?

Watch.

Wait...

Hi!

Good evening.

Next please.

May I have
a look at your ticket please?

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Dunker.

Hi, Tiger.

Haven't you finished playing yet?

Not yet.

Can I have a go?

Press one of those, there.

Charne is from East Germany Dussiaux,
where's he from?

Jugoslavia.

Is from...

Czechoslovakia.

And from Poland.

Poland.

And they all came into Heathrow
in Frebruary and March

and nobody can pronounce their names...

Mrs Vatanen?

How was your journey from Finland?

Very comfortable, thank you.

Mr Ross.

Let me take your bags.

Irina Vassilievna
of the soviet Army Artillery,

Research directorate...

Specialising in the design
and con struction of atomic shells.

I know.

Valeri Petrofsky. How do you do?

How do you do?

Unfortunately we have a problem though.

We're still missing one component.

We got your message...

Yeah?

John. We've got a break.

Barry. What is it?

It's the lead we've been looking for.

Yeah.

I'm on my way.

I'll be ready.

This way.

Here we are.

Where are you sleeping?

We're husband and wife, remember.

I think not, comrade Major.

So what have we got?

Austrian by the name of Winkler.

He had a duff visa.

So immigration checked out pass port
it was forged all right.

And Winkler was the name of a spy
the FBI busted three years ago

in California.

We ran him through the computer
found out his real name

was Ivan Komishenko.

KGB Agent specialising
in radio equipment.

The transmitter in East Anglia?

Yes and we've just heard he's booked
on the six thirty

to Colochester tonight.

We've got fifteen minutes!

We'd better get a move on.

I'm doing my best, John.

Passengers with tickets for
the eighteen thirty

from Platform 9 calling at Shenfield,
Chelmsford and Colchester...

Where will I be working?

Upstairs. In the attic.

So how about a drink?

Don't!

Keep that away from the ball.

How big is this bomb going to be?

One and a half kilotons.

It should devastate
about two square miles.

That's a lot of damage...

I imagine
it'll kill somewhere between two

and five thousand people...

Hand me that battery.

Tighten those strutts, will you.

There we are. Armed and primed.

You have two hours.

To detonate by turning
the key 90 degrees clockwise.

Press,
so goes the clock.

Is that clear?

Let's move on.

- Well ...
- When do I get the green light?

Radio Moscow
English-language newscast.

When you hear the words "Colonel
Gaddafi "in the third story ...

Wait ... I'll give you this.

- Is everything as it should be?
- Yes ...

I just repeats your
instructions. Turn the key clockwise.

Press the button,
I have two hours.

Yes, two hours.

I should probably tell Moscow,
I'm ready.

But before I go ...

I thought enough
You came to the part.

Keep up ...

Kill her

Do not do it! The key ...

- Your friend has come, Mr. Hardcastle.
- Thank you.

- What did you find out, Barry?
- The house is owned by two Greek Cypriots.

They have lived under cover since "76th
KGB dusting all the old one.

- Think Irvine, the transmitter is here?
- Yes. What about Winkler?

- He's still in there.
- George sits in a transit outside.

Well, then I'll get some sleep.

- John, Winkler goes out.
- Let him go.

- Maybe he leaves the country.
- And the report, the transmitter is in order.

Winkler is only a small fish.

I think there are jackpot in the caf�.

And I feel lucky.

Nuclear power opponents gather
in Suffolk for the demonstration -

- At the U.S. airbase.

lnitiativtagerne believe that at least
50,000 will participate in the protest -

- From the tactical
atomic bombs on the base ...

John, it's Barry.
There is a man out on the road.

- How does he look?
- Tall, well built, wearing a raincoat.

He carries on anything.
Now he goes to the caf�.

- I got him.
- Let me see.

- What's he wearing?
- I do not know.

It's a crash helmet.

George, go into the hut
and wait by the phone.

John ...

I have found the motorcycle.
The engine is still warm.

Put a transmitter on the
and came back.

A message from the transmitter in England.
Everything is clear and await the signal.

Pleasant.

George? Give Irvine told
to strike against the Greeks now.

Turn to the left next time.

So the right.

He has speed.

- Where are we now?
- L Suffolk towards lpswich.

He has stopped. Inside the city.

Turn right again next time.

He is still there.
It is more than four minutes.

It must be here.

- What happened?
- An accident. The road is blocked.

Wait here, Barry.

Barry! Turn out!

Turn out, quick!

Hurry now!

The blue XR3.

Stop!

- If the name is the car rented in?
- Your.

RAF Baywaters, the U.S.
base. There he is going!

He has been turned to the right.

It appears to be a closed path.

Continue half a mile yet.
You will hear from me.

Two persons suspected of
attack, was shot by soldiers.

Good morning, I have to read the meter.
Here are my credentials.

- Jim Ross. When he moved in?
- For two months ago.

- He lives alone?
- His wife arrived the day before yesterday.

- What is it about?
- I will borrow this house one time.

- What the ...?
- It's not his wife.

He shot his wife
and three children with a gun.

- They listen to Radio Moscow.
- My name is Nikolai Kornakov.

I have two Soviet
jazz critics with me in the studio.

We must listen to jazz music
here in the broadcast to North America.

Our friend is in Cherry Hayes Close
at the air base. I am facing.

It is Solhuset end of the road.
Go across the field to the back door.

Sir Nigel Irvine.

... from Radio Moscow.

l Today, l result
of competition in the Russian language.

I'm in here, Barry!

The front room upstairs.
No one second

I think there is also
someone in the loft.

Hey, boss. He is in the house next door
of the American airbase.

George, Bill. Move!

Captain Lyndhurst from
Action Group. Is Preston here?

I'm Julian Lyndhurst.
I have heard that he is a terrorist.

He's more than that.
He is a Soviet topagent.

- Is he alone?
- Maybe there's a woman.

- He has a bomb.

A nuclear bomb.

It's the 21st
They listen to Radio Moscow.

Here is the news.

l Afghanistan's democratic
forces and their Soviet friends -

- By defeating fascists ...

- Is the space of fifteen seconds.
- Continue.

Hold, there is
a civilian on the street.

Ginger. Come on.

Come down from there, Ginger.

We're too exposed here.

Ginger! Caution.

A Politburo member predicted
a bumper crop this year.

Caution ...

For heaven's sake!

... fruit and maize serves as
an example for the entire nation.

l Libya was progressive Arab
leaders invited by Colonel Gaddafi -

- To discuss the fight against
USA 's and Zionist imperialism.

Shut up!

Do not shoot, it's me!

- We should have heard him!
- Sorry, boss.

Orders.

It only takes a moment.

We are gathered today to thank
for our friend, Bernard Hemmings.

We are pleased to have known him,
for we all feel -

- That we have been enriched
from his example.

Sir Bernard was through
throughout his career, always cheerful, -

- Open the mind and compassionate.

In memory of him
I would say that his passing -

- The end of an era.

Preston ...

What do you want?

I've been waiting for a response in two weeks.
Why was Russian killed?

- He crawled towards a nuclear bomb.
- No. You ordered him executed.

Or was it you, General?

Why did Winkler with a
false passports lead us to Petrofsky?

They sabotaged deliberately
the entire operation.

Why, General?

They and Irvine planned it.
We got Petrofsky in return for -

- Evidence against Govorshin.
They may be the new head of the KGB.

Preston ... you are far away.

It is a game for you. You two think
only on your fucking career.

It's damn time
l come to the museum!

Do you think he said anything?

Dad!

- Where are we going?
- Home.