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(horn music)

(soft orchestral music)

(jet engine blares)

(crowd chatter)

- Can you take me to Lancaster Gate?

Thank you.

(engine turns over)

(slams door)

- Nothing is clean.

You want me to stick within to the hotel?

Over.

- Yes, just in case.

Our American friends wouldn't like it if we

lost them at this stage, would they?

- You can be sure, Mr. Roche, Madison is to pass

top secret data through a contact in London.

Mr. Palfrey will know before the day is out.

- I admire your confidence in Palfrey's ability, ma'am.

I only wish I could share that conviction.

- Oh, you will, Mr. Roche, you will.

You have met him, haven't you, Mr. Palfrey?

- Briefly, ma'am, this--

- Famously, I know.

Mr. Palfrey, although he sometimes appears a little

(mumbles) is meticulous to a fault.

(mumbles)

Another cup of tea, perhaps, Mr. Roche?

(phone dial clicks)

(beeping)

- [Man On Speaker] Minister defense, can I help you?

- [Richard] Harold?

- [Man On Speaker] Yes.

Richard?

- [Richard] M-hm, I've arrived.

Look, I know you didn't want me to ring you

at the office, Harold, but I couldn't wait 'til

this evening, I felt I just had to get in touch.

- [Man On Speaker] Oh, don't worry.

Did you have a good journey?

- [Richard] Sure, it was great.

- [Man On Speaker] Look, I'll tell you what Richard,

it's difficult to speak on the phone.

Why don't make lunch time?

- [Richard] Yeah, sure, whatever.

- [Man On Speaker] The (mumbles) church common garden,

do you know it?

- [Richard] No, but I'll find it.

- [Man On Speaker] Right, one o'clock then.

Goodbye, Richard, I look forward to meeting face to face.

Be careful.

(clicks)

- Not a word.

Put it under lock and key.

- Right, sir.

- And get in touch with Blair.

Tell him he has about an hour

after Madison leaves the hotel.

- I could always arrange for some of my own people.

- Oh, Mr. Palfrey.

- Madam.

- You know Mr. Roche CIA?

- Mr. Roche.

Palfrey.

- Tea, Mr. Palfrey?

- No thank you, madam.

- The operation was a success?

- Not entirely.

- What do you mean, not entirely?

Mr. Roche's government is very concerned.

- Very concerned.

If Madison is in possession of that data,

we cannot afford to lose it to the Soviets.

- I won't let that happen, I can assure you.

Not if I'm in possession of all the relevant facts.

- Where is he now?

- At the hotel you arranged for him.

- And he's being watched?

- Every minute.

- Contact, Mr. Palfrey.

Has Madison made contact?

- Yes and no.

- You're being evasive.

I don't understand.

Either he's made contact or he hasn't.

- I expect him to do so shortly.

Mr. Roche, there are a number of things I'm not happy about.

I know there was some urgency for us to act in this manner

on your conscious behalf.

- We're always as you know, Mr. Roche.

We need to cooperate whenever we can.

- If you could enlighten me on a few details.

- You'll receive the information just as it came

into us from Washington.

- Madison should be kept under surveillance,

possibility of a contact in London.

And not a shred of information to be received

from the agency since.

Now to be truthful, Mr. Roche, I'm unhappy with

the way this has landed in my lap.

- I do see Mr. Palfrey's point.

- There was the necessity to act quickly.

- Yes, but now we have a breathing space.

- What Mr. Palfrey means is--

- Is if the CIA are holding information back.

- Yes, well, I will have to talk to my superior.

If I could perhaps use your phone, ma'am,

and get authority.

- By all means, Mr. Roche, the quicker we get this

matter sorted out, the better.

Uh, the white telephone, Mr. Roche.

Straight out.

The truth, Mr. Palfrey.

I know we're not telling white lies.

- You do, madam, you surprise me.

- Mr. Fitzwilliam, please.

- Come, Mr. Palfrey.

- It would seem (mumbles) that the Americans

have uncovered a mole for us.

(mumbles) Named Thruxton, ministry of defense.

- [Mr. Roche] Where is he?

- The contact, one of ours?

- It looks that way.

I'm not happy about it.

- If it's one of ours, root him out, Mr. Palfrey.

Right away.

(typewriters clicking)

- Oh, Mr. Turnbull, sir?

- Yes, Thruxton.

- I may go a bit late back from lunch.

I'm meeting a friend who's come a long way,

and, I do have some time, I think.

- That's all right, Thruxton.

As long as I know.

- Thank you very much, Mr. Turnbull, sir.

- You realize this proposed deal with the Americans

for sky scan could be put at risk if one of our people

is involved in this, Madison, (mumbles),

the prime minister will be furious.

You read the directive?

- Oh, this morning.

Keep out American (mumbles).

- The prime minister personally has worked very hard

behind the scenes to secure this deal

for British industry, Mr. Palfrey.

- I need to speak with him now.

Apologies for this, ma'am, I'm having problems.

- That's all right, I understand, Mr. Roche.

- For some reason I felt that directive was

aimed specifically at me.

- I want you to avoid arrogance.

No, this matter must be cleared up quickly

and discreetly.

I think perhaps on reflection, that you should

liaise more closely with Mr. Roche.

- I think not.

Not just yet, anyway.

- Hello, sir.

Yes, Roche.

- Bear in mind that directive said don't let anything

jeopardize confirmation of a sky scan deal.

- Or inconveniently put the cat out with the pigeons.

- I think we should, I agree.

If that's all right with you, sir.

Yes, thank you.

I have authority to tell you as much as I know.

- Most gratifying.

- We still don't have the full picture, you understand.

- Of course.

- Inquiries are still continuing.

- To be expected.

- Richard James Madison.

(sighs)

Madison is an aerospace engineer, a very good one.

Over the last six months, he's been engaged on sky scan,

the new generation IFF system.

- Indication of friend or foe.

- Proposed for NATO, and to be made in Britain

under an anglo American agreement,

of which I might add, the president and your prime minister

are greatly in favor.

- An excellent system as I believe.

- Well, ma'am, if you, let's say,

flying a fighter aircraft at super sonic speed

with missiles primed, and an unidentified aircraft

appeared on your radar screen, our system would

positively identify that aircraft as friend or foe

within seconds.

Unlike existing systems as used by NATO.

Well, as you can imagine, a split second delay

could give the other side a devastating advantage.

- Madison's sudden departure.

- Exactly.

His departure yesterday coincides with work

on an important part of that system, top secret.

Very advanced technology.

- You couldn't be mistaken about Madison being in

possession of that data?

- All the indications are that he's ready to

pass his country's secrets to a foreign power.

- Yes.

- You can be assured, Mr. Roche, that we will do

everything in our power to prevent that happening.

- What evidence do you have of a contact in London?

- Intelligent sources.

I assume.

I know no more than that.

And if I did, I might still be unable to

enlighten you further.

You understand.

Sometimes we have to act blindly in these matters.

Total reliance on one's colleagues.

And friends.

- Yes, Mr. Palfrey understands.

- I've also been instructed to inform you that

we have men over here available to assist.

- Oh, that won't be necessary, I can,

oh, good heavens, is that the time.

Nice to have met you, Mr. Roche, very informative.

Good day to you madam.

(engine running)

- What part of carving garden would you like, guv?

- Close to the church, Jack.

Ah, thank you.

(crowd noise)

Curiouser and curiouser.

The two most unlikely spies you've ever seen

cried at us.

- I've got some news for you.

There's a false passport at the hotel for Madison.

Also two airline tickets.

One is for a five o'clock flight to Paris this evening,

the other a Concord flight out of Paris to New York.

- Going to New York by way of Paris?

Odd.

- Something troubling you?

- [Mr. Palfrey] You know we have a tail.

- [Blair] Yes, I picked him up outside the hotel.

- Curiouser and curiouser.

- Yes, madam.

The moment he comes in, yes I will.

The third time, she's in a frightful mood, Mr. Palfrey.

- Was she really?

I'd better ring her then, haven't I?

- And special branch will be known to report

that Blair had a shadow when he left Madison's hotel.

They're taking on the car now.

- Very efficient.

- But you, Mr. Palfrey, were clear.

No one followed you.

- Until I picked him up.

- The shadow gave up around your father's square.

A good shepherd, Mr. Palfrey?

- A wolf in sheep's clothing.

Has there been a further update of information

from the CIA about Madison?

- Nothing, the last telex was that

investigation's continuing.

- What do you want me to do now?

- Go back to the hotel.

As we have a shadow, I think we should keep him busy,

don't you?

- And Madison?

- There's no reason why special branch shouldn't continue

the observation for awhile.

We do know his plans in advance.

- Right.

- Caroline?

Urgent research.

Information on this sky scan deal that's in the oven.

Particularly the American background.

Opinions, rumors, that sort of thing.

- I've got just the source, Mr. Palfrey.

An old boyfriend in the city.

Used to be with the Wall Street Journal.

- Madam, I believe you rang.

- Mr. Palfrey, what are you doing?

- Doing, madam.

- Don't profaticate, Mr. Palfrey, you know what I mean.

I've had the prime minister's office on the line

several times and Roche is asking

very embarrassing questions.

I want you here now.

- Our allies, madam, have handed us what they would

probably call a rather hot potato.

- [Blond Woman] Let us speak English, Mr. Palfrey.

- On the one hand, we're in delegate negotiations

to secure a NATO contract with a sky scan defense system,

a very important contract.

- I don't need to be reminded.

- But on the other hand, the Americans seemed to have

found a suspect spy in the ministry of defense

who has links with an equally suspect American boffin

who works on sky scan.

- This matter is to be resolved forthwith.

We must try Washington that we can root out

our own trait and put our own house in order.

- You didn't let me finish, madam.

Why, I ask myself, have the Americans so kindly

tipped us off?

Is security staff involving sky scan at this point

in the negotiation just a coincidence?

Why are they so keen to prove that we don't know

what's going on under our own roof?

- You're asking the questions, Mr. Palfrey.

Why what is the answer?

- I don't know.

I do know, however, that Thruxton

isn't involved with any of our intelligence departments.

He's certainly never come to our notice before.

- But he's under the same roof, surely,

that he's suspect enough.

- Yes, I agree, I agree.

I could be entirely wrong.

That's why I intend to interview Thruxton

this afternoon.

- Bring him in for interrogation,

that's more like it, Mr. Palfrey.

- Well now, I intend to visit his place of work,

familiar surroundings, I want him at his ease.

I also think it might be prudent to keep Mr. Roche

in the dark?

- Sure that I agree with your approach in this--

(beeping)

Yes?

- [Woman On Speaker] Mr. Roche, madam.

- Send him in.

- Well, as you say, madam, we must resolve this today.

Mr. Roche, sorry, that's terribly rude of me,

I have to go.

- Palfrey.

- Good day to you.

- Mr. Roche, I must apologize for Mr. Palfrey.

I did warn you that he was a little...

- Strange?

- Yes.

(mumbles) Mr. Roche, (mumbles).

Do sit down.

- Ma'am.

Our agents have found what they believe is

incriminating evidence in Madison's Los Angeles apartment.

We have a team of cryptographers working on

coded material found.

It doesn't look good, ma'am.

- Thruxton.

- Yes, Turnbull, sir.

- There's a gentleman in my office from another department,

he wants to see you.

- A gentleman?

- From another department.

- Yes sir, right, Mr. Turnbull sir.

(knocking)

- Palfrey.

You must be Mr. Thruxton.

- Yes.

- Strange how one can wander this hallowed corridors

year after year and never meet.

- I'm sorry, I don't understand, mister...

- Oh, Palfrey.

Silly of me not to introduce myself properly.

Do take a seat, Mr. Thruxton.

Security takes on many shapes and forms.

- Security?

- What is your relationship with Richard Madison?

- Richard, how do you know about Richard?

- Well you met him for lunch, didn't you?

- (sighs) Why yes, he's an old friend.

- An old friend, ah.

And how did the friendship spring up, if you don't

mind me asking?

- Can you tell me what this is all about, Mr. Palfrey?

- Yes, all in good time, but first I must know

how you came to meet Mr. Madison and why.

- Quite innocent, Mr. Palfrey, nothing sinister.

- I'm glad to hear it.

(sighs)

- It was through a hobby of mine.

I'm a king war games enthusiast, you see, Mr. Palfrey.

- War games?

- Yes, we fight imaginary battles of the past.

They're not all imaginary.

Sometimes we re-enact famous campaigns like

Agincourt and Bosworth.

(chuckles)

- Not with swords and muskets, I trust.

- No, no, more civilized.

Dice and lead soldiers, counters, maps of the world,

that kind of thing.

- How interesting.

- I had this notion of creating

a truly international war game.

So I put an advertisement in a civil service magazine.

One with a worldwide circulation.

Just to see if there are any more

enthusiasts like me out there.

- And there were?

- I had about 20 replies originally.

Richard was one of them.

- You said, originally?

- It never really got off the ground.

The idea was not unlike postal chess.

But there were arguments about the rules.

What battles we should play,

who we should have as allies.

It got more and more complicated and

slowly people dropped out.

Until there were only three of us left.

- Three of you?

- Yes, Richard and myself and Manfred.

- Manfred?

- Manfred Strata.

Oh, Manfred's a West Berliner.

An analyst for a market research company.

He was once a civil servant.

We're all meeting up at my place tonight.

- The three of you?

- Yes.

Manfred's flying in this evening.

- M-Hm.

Yeah.

Yes, I've got that.

Just in your apartment.

How would you like to sample my fondue bourguignonne?

Yes?

Good.

I'll get you in on Friday.

Thanks again for the impression, Desi.

Bye.

- When am I gonna try your fondue bourguignonne?

- Fondue bourguignonne is for poppets.

- Ah well, turns me on.

- 'Fraid so, Beck.

(phone rings)

Mr. Palfrey's office.

Yes, madam.

No, he's not back yet.

I could possibly get in touch with him if need be.

Yes.

To ring you right away.

Yes, I'll do that.

Thank you, madam.

- Madam the coordinator.

- And a most insistent coordinator.

- And where is himself?

- Himself is at the MOD with Thruxton.

- Well I wouldn't interrupt him.

- No, perhaps not.

I thought you were giving a shadow at the run around.

- Shadows gets bored.

Particularly when it dawns on them

they put their money on the wrong horse.

Anything from special branch?

- Madison left the hotel by the fire escape.

He's under constant surveillance.

- So, we sit back and wait for Mr. Palfrey.

- Well, some of us do.

- Tell me more about Manfred Strata.

- Well there's not a lot more to tell.

I know nothing about his personal life.

I do know he's excellent at war gaming,

his strategy's uncanny.

- But you've never met.

- No, I've never met Richard either until today.

- Who arranged the meeting?

- Richard.

He rang me out of the blue.

He said he'd be in London for a few days,

and wouldn't it be nice for the three of us

have a get together.

I offered to ring Manfred, but he said he'd

already been in touch.

Manfred was highly delighted with the idea,

so we're all meeting up at my place tonight at seven.

- Tonight?

At seven?

- [Thruxton] Yes.

- I'm going to ask a favor of you, Mr. Thruxton.

Not to mention our little chat to your friends,

or my interest in them.

- There's nothing wrong, is there?

- Oh, no, no.

Indiscriminate vetting, is, I'm afraid,

a continuous process, with possible promotion.

Well, you can appreciate the ministry's position.

- A promotion?

- [Mr. Palfrey] Yes, it's been mentioned.

- A promotion?

- Tell me more about the war gaming.

(traffic noise)

Let me see if I have this right.

Each player sends instructions in his next moves to you

by post.

You, acting as referee, record those moves

on a map of the battle area, then send the instructions on

to the next player.

You're the middle man, so to speak.

- Yes.

But we don't write down our moves anymore in lesser form.

We use computers.

- Computers.

- Oh it's more efficient, Mr. Palfrey.

Opens up the game completely,

information at your fingertips.

Abbreviations of logistics of map references,

codes of intelligence reports,

the possibilities are endless.

- So you each have a computer.

- Yes, we communicate by modem with compatible software.

- Fascinating.

The game you're playing at the moment,

your current campaign.

- (sighs) We've taken to the high ground.

Not my particular field.

Missiles, lasers, space surveillance,

intelligence gathering, orbiting satellites.

Star Wars, Mr. Palfrey.

(chuckles)

- Star Wars (chuckles).

Whatever next.

- It's exciting.

I think it'd compare with a flash of sabers

and a smart gun powder.

- Star Wars.

- If you had to recount the history of a famous battle,

what would it be, Mr. Palfrey?

- I always had a romantic notion with the defense

of La Haye Sainte.

- What do you know?

My favorite.

Wellington, Napoleon.

La Haye Sainte.

- Now, I always had a theory that Napoleon should,

oh, damn it, now I haven't got the time.

I am like marshal may I have the foreknowledge.

I shall retire gracefully.

Thank you for your help, Mr. Thruxton.

- I'm sure I can find you something useful to do

whilst you're waiting.

How about indexing?

Oh, I know, it's women's work, really.

Awfully mundane.

Still, you shouldn't find me a problem.

You record the name or subject in front of the register

with a corresponding page number.

You then cross reference with (mumbles) index.

Simple.

You know it unsettles me, Blair, just sitting there

doing nothing.

The civil service subscribes to the principle of

equal opportunities, and I'm just providing you with one.

- He who think too little talk too much.

- Ah, Mr. Palfrey.

She's been on the phone again.

- Damn the woman.

- She insists you ring right away before you do

anything else.

- Have we got anything to drink, Caroline?

Preferably something hot?

- I'll go and get it, Mr. Palfrey.

Oh and the information you required.

- Thank you.

Aha.

- I do like secrets.

- As I expected.

- How did you get on with Thruxton?

Truthful?

- In fact, yes.

He's always been very clever.

Don't know we're part of the game.

- I don't like games.

Games have rules.

- This one hasn't.

Madam.

- Mr. Palfrey.

I want Madison and Thruxton brought in immediately

for interrogation, and I want either Roche

or one of his colleagues present.

- No, madam, I shall do this my way.

- [Woman] Mr. Palfrey, I don't need to remind you--

- Excuse me, madam, something has arisen.

Another factor in the game.

- Game, what are you talking about, Mr. Palfrey?

- We now have a third man.

A west German flying in tonight to meet

Thruxton and Madison.

- Ah, well, that does throw a different light on the matter,

all the same, I think it will be diplomatic to have

one of Roche's men with you.

- I thought we had.

- I wish you wouldn't speak in riddles, Mr. Palfrey,

we must show some cooperation with our American friends.

- I think you know I prefer to work alone.

- Mr. Palfrey.

- [Mr. Palfrey] Yes, madam.

(sighs)

- Keep me informed.

- Yes, madam.

Thank you, Caroline.

- West German?

Sounds promising.

- It's too promising.

- What does that mean?

- We have an American who we're led to believe

is a traitor.

- False passport, airline tickets.

- Circumstantial.

- And?

- A naive young Englishman, a clark at the

ministry of defense, who were are to assume

is a contact to some foreign power.

- And then to complicate matters, we have--

- Oh, a late entrant, one Manfred Strata is

close to the iron curtain as you can get,

how convenient.

- Is there a common denominator?

- Yeah.

War gaming.

- War gaming?

Isn't that fantasy?

- Not to those who play it.

- So what's the next step?

- Caroline, information on Manfred Strata.

Family background, who he works for, friends, et cetera.

And check all possible indexes.

- West German intelligence people?

- Yes, why not?

- I'll get them right away, Mr. Palfrey.

- Good girl, and I want Thruxton's file.

- You've obviously something on your mind.

- All three of them have agreed to meet

at Thruxton's flat tonight at seven o'clock.

- Except for some unknown person has arranged

for Madison to be in Paris at that time

waiting for a Concorde flight to New York

later in the evening.

Doesn't add up.

- Well I think perhaps Gloriana was right.

We should bring Madison in for interrogation.

- She would insist Roche be present.

- I said perhaps she was right.

I didn't say she should know.

Not yet anyway.

- Shall I pick him up?

- Yes, I think it's about time we met our acquaintance

with Mr. Madison, don't you?

(traffic noise)

- [Driver] Can I give you a lift, Mr. Madison?

- What am I up to?

I'm sorry, sir, I don't know what you mean.

- You have come to this country and set up a meeting

with two other people who are by all accounts friends

of yours and you have in your possession two

airline tickets which clearly indicate

you did not intend to keep that rendez-vous.

What is going on, Mr. Madison?

- Nothing.

I changed my mind, that's all.

- Without informing your friends?

- Yes, well I was going to write and explain.

- Do you know that there is a flight from Paris

to New York which gets you there more quickly

than this later Concorde flight.

Who or what would you be waiting for in Paris?

- I'm not sure what you mean.

- And there's this false passport.

Louis Schwartz, an excellent counterfeit, no.

Mr. Madison, you're involved in something devious.

Who's idea was it that you come to this country

and set up that meeting?

- No, no, no, no.

I demand to see someone from the American embassy.

I have the right as an American citizen.

- But you're suspected of being a traitor

by your own country, Mr. Madison,

passing top secret data to a foreign power.

- No, no, that's not true!

- A name.

You have a name?

- A name?

What do you mean?

- They left you nothing to fall back on?

No lifeline?

Only a telephone number?

I can't believe that, Mr. Madison, there has to be a name,

someone at the embassy, perhaps?

- A Mr. Roche.

- Yes, of course.

I can voucher that I have total confidence in Mr. Palfrey.

Yes, I will bear that in mind, thank you.

Yes, when Mr. Roche...

Yes, prime...

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

- Two men from Washington came to see me at work.

They knew all about my association with Harold and Manfred.

How, I don't know.

Well, I suppose I do.

They probably opened my mail.

They wanted to know all about the war gaming,

how it was played.

I thought it was all part of a security check

because of the, you know the war gaming abbreviations

used on the computer discs?

- Appearing as if it were coded data?

Understandable.

- That's right.

Well, over the past two or three months,

we've been playing a very sophisticated game,

a modern Star Wars type of thing using lasers,

IFF systems, electronic warfare.

These are games where time is vital, not seconds,

Mr. Palfrey, not even fractions of seconds.

I'm talking about microseconds, really cutting down

the enemy's capability to react.

- Close to the kind of work you're engaged on.

- My job, yeah.

You see, we war gamers take our game very seriously,

and I suppose without realizing it,

I was using some of my professional knowledge.

- To gain advantage?

- But I wasn't giving away secrets.

- Who's idea was it that you play this Star Wars game?

- Your countryman, Harold Thruxton, Harold did.

- Far from the flash of saber is the smell of gunpowder.

- Yeah, I suppose you could say that.

- The CIA men who came to visit you, what did they say?

(sighs)

- Well, they said that I was being seduced by a

very clever spy ring.

And that they wanted me to do something for them

without questioning it.

They said it would be in America's best interest.

- And you agreed to go along with the plan they put to it?

- Yes, I did.

The first thing they wanted me to do was to find

some pretext for Harold, Manfred and myself

to meet up here in London.

- And it was they who suggested Thruxton's flat?

- I'm sorry.

- Apartment.

- Yes, that's right.

- So what were your instructions once in London?

- I was to go to a hotel, where a reservation

had been made for me and I would be contacted there.

- And you were?

- Twice.

First time, an envelope was left in my room

containing, well, the passport and the airline tickets.

- And the second time?

- An American phoned.

He didn't leave his name.

He wanted me to meet him alone outside the

base water subway station.

- And?

- Well, I went there and met with the guy,

and then he told me that Washington wanted him

and me to meet up in Paris tonight,

before I fly back to New York.

- To do what, Mr. Madison?

- I don't know, Mr. Palfrey.

I still don't know.

And besides, he wasn't the kind of man you ask questions.

- I feel Palfrey has lost the momentum, ma'am.

This affair is moving more quickly than he is.

He should have grasped the initiative

and brought Madison in.

- I know, Mr. Roche, Mr. Palfrey is not your style.

But he has a knack of doing the right thing

at the right time.

Tea, please, Hudson.

- [Hudson] Yes, madam.

- Thank you.

- Do you mind if I smoke?

- If you have to, Mr. Roche.

(trumpeting battle music)

(opera music)

(opera music)

- Did you get anywhere with Madison?

- Yes, I believe I did.

What of our special branch colleagues, anything?

- CO32 Sierra Bravo unit's engaged in this operation.

- [Man On Speaker] Any movement out there, over.

- Sierra Bravo one to Cedar Tree.

Nothing.

- Sierra Bravo two and three, negative.

I'll keep in a citron as move, over.

(battle music)

- Sierra Bravo to Cedar Tree.

He's giving the 1812 (mumbles).

Must have been on repeat.

Otherwise, mother dicky bird.

Over and out.

- It's seven now.

How long you going to give it?

- Let's just play it by ear, right?

- It's obvious you've worked it all out.

Are you going to tell me or keep me in the dark

with everyone else.

- Heaven forbid.

Roche has set the whole thing up.

- [Blair] Roche?

- Why is not entirely clear.

- And Madison?

- A pawn.

The sort of weak man intelligent services

love to manipulate.

- So what now?

- We'll play their little game to the end.

Nasty little game, I'm afraid.

- This German, Manfred Strata, how does he fit in?

- According to our German colleagues in Bonne,

he has a really a dubious background.

Suspected Warsaw pact agent.

- And we're going to let him into Britain?

- Let's just wait and see what develops, eh?

- Ma'am.

- There's nothing we can do but wait until

Mr. Palfrey gets in touch.

- My people are very displeased at the way in which

this affair is being handled.

And to be perfectly frank, and I'm inclined to go

along with him on this one.

- Inclined to go along with him on this one.

Whatever do you mean, Mr. Roche?

- Ma'am, we don't think Palfrey's the right man for the job.

He's too set in his ways.

We think that with the possibility of one of your own

people being involved, even more disturbing,

one of the ministry's own department.

- Cover up, is that what you're insinuating, Mr. Roche?

- It's a question that has to be posed.

If not by me, then by other people.

- I can assure you, Mr. Roche, the ministry's policies

as it always have been are policy of cooperation

between our respective intelligence departments.

We would do nothing seriously to damage that relationship.

When it comes to western defenses,

we do not neglect our responsibilities,

we do not cover up.

- It's over now, you know.

- Patience.

- Sierra Bravo to Cedar Tree.

Taxi just pulled up in the street.

Passenger getting out, I can see.

Hold on, stand by.

False alarm.

Passenger's female.

Cedar Tree, Cedar Tree, driver citron has left

the vehicle, he's out on foot somewhere.

Did you receive that, over?

- Go ahead.

- [Man On Talkie] Cedar Tree from control, message for you.

Over.

- Go ahead, over.

- [Man On Talkie] Message reads Strata is in intensive care

Darling Hospital.

Knocked down by a hit and run driver

on route to Temple Hoff Airport.

In a coma, not expected to live.

Message ends.

Over and out.

(triumphant music)

(trumpeting music)

(phone rings)

- Yes?

When?

How?

- A single shot to the head.

Is Roche with you?

- Yes.

Yes, he's here.

- Mr. Palfrey.

- Oh, one moment, madam.

- The driver of suspect Lank Citron has been

positively identified as Daniel Bellino,

American national.

Subject listed as freelance, CIA operator,

used for illegal operations.

Believed assassin.

- And currently busy eliminating a Soviet spy ring

in Europe under our nose.

- Madison doesn't know what dangerous company he's keeping.

- Madam? - Yes?

Yes?

Daniel Bellino?

No, I don't need to make a note of that.

Seems to have a partial for hiring black citrons.

Thank you, Mr. Palfrey.

- Ma'am, I can explain.

- I think you'd better.

- Mr. Palfrey.

Bingo.

(groans)

- There in it.

Tonal decoder.

Made in East Germany.

Just what Thruxton needed for his real hobby.

- His real hobby?

- Espionage.

- We had to take action, Mr. Palfrey.

Our information was that you had lost Madison.

It was felt that the operation was in jeopardy.

- And a very dirty operation too, if I might say.

- I would like to feel one enjoy the trust

of one's allies.

- If not one's friend.

- See here, this is no penny ante poker game.

- You set out to hook wink us from the start, Mr. Roche.

- There are those, in Washington, who still harbor

great doubts about British intelligence.

- Oh, British intelligence?

- Well, no, ma'am.

Clearly your operation is beyond question.

I'm in to express doubts about a general level

of intelligence dependability over here.

- I see.

So because of these doubts, we're not to be entrusted

with advanced technology like sky scan.

- We are talking about the defense of the west.

- Which is hardly advanced by deceit between us.

- Now look, I don't have to apologize for this.

If the president decides to risk military advantages,

the price of sharing costs on developing this technology,

that's his decision.

I'm here to evaluate that risk.

- By setting us up over this Madison affair?

- It's just as well we did, seeing it led us to

your Mr. Thruxton.

Who was a spy.

- Very much, but past tense.

- Which reminds me, I hope your Mr. Bellino is now

beyond the jurisdiction of our cause.

- I don't think I know a Mr. Bellino, ma'am.

- I expect Mr. Madison could describe him well enough.

- Madison?

Surely he's no longer in London.

- Oh yes.

He's a guest of ours.

I had to expect him to be on the past tense too.

(phone rings)

- Yes?

Thank you.

Yes, prime minister.

Thank you for informing me.

Gentlemen, we have something to celebrate.

The prime minister will be making an announcement tomorrow.

NATO is adopting the sky scan system, to be manufactured

largely in Britain under license, now isn't that good.

Clearly to the great mutual advantage of our two countries.

Mr. Roche, I wonder if you would care to join

Mr. Palfrey and me for dinner.

- I'd be honored, ma'am.

- Excellent, excellent.

Shall we say English speaking noon?

- We'll send a car to pick you up, of course.

Klipsch.

Obctober, 1830.

The city.

The French and the allies in a large semicircle

to the east of it.

Here, the Austrians, the Russians, the Prussians,

and the Swedes attack the forces of Napoleon.

His contention of Saxon's desert leaving a hole

in the lights.

The French draw back.

They plan to cross the river and then blow the bridge

to forestall the chase.

But fate decrees otherwise.

- Yes.

But what happened, Mr. Palfrey?

- Someone blew the bridge at the wrong time.

And so, the French were captured.

Good, isn't it?

- Where were we when all this was happening?

- Oh we were otherwise engaged.

Wellington had done his bit in the passes of the Pyrenees.

Followed up in valley and glen,

with blare of bugle and clamor of men.

Roll of cannon and clash of arms,

and England pouring on her foes,

such a war had such a close.

- Very good, Mr. Palfrey.

- Not bad.

Right.

Who shall we fight next?

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