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[ BRASS MUSIC ]
[Crowd applauds and chatters]
[CROWD SHOUTING]
I can't take you any further, so long that the celebration is not over.
- You do that often ? - Imagine, senor.
It's Angela's birthday and she gives us a gift.
[ LAUGHTER ]
A, uh... uh, a courthouse.
Oh, every capital should have one.
Well, so far what would that have been used for?
But all exchange. All.
Thanks to our Angela, our Angel of Querido.
And her husband, General Abaca.
Ah, of course, well on. Thanks to him too.
[ CARLOS SPEAKING IN SPANISH ]
We can't go on on this glorious day...
the anniversary of our Angel of Querido.
Listen, I'll join the celebrations. I have an invite.
Would you be willing to take my suitcase at the hotel?
Ah yes sir. Yes.
[ CROWD CHEERS ]
Long live Angela!
Live! Hooray Angela!
CAR DRIVER: Viva!
[ BRASS MUSIC ]
[ CROWD CHEERS ]
ANGELA: Thank you. Thank you, people of Querido.
My husband's people, my people.
Today, my birthday, I can say with pleasure that...
we are getting closer to the democracy that we promised.
But we still have a long way to go.
We now have a government who cares about the needs of his people.
The poor as well as the rich.
We have good men to enforce these laws.
Men of wisdom and compassion.
Not so long ago, fear invaded our streets.
Midnight knock at the door...
the soldiers with their rifles struck people out of their homes...
and took them to jail.
And for what offence? For having dared denounce the dictatorship.
[ PACO SPEAKING IN SPANISH ]
[ SHOOTING ]
[SHOUTS FROM THE CROWD]
[ English Title: The Secret Three ]
[ CROWD DISCUSSING IN SPANISH ]
[ANGELA panting]
- Per favor, now go to your room and rest. - Rest ? No.
Now we have a prisoner.
So we can find out who is This... This junta, the Secrets Three.
But, dear, It's my job.
- I'm going to interrogate him. - I want to be there.
Oh, Paco, they tried to kill me.
This means they are ready to strike.
And if they are ready, then they have power.
And if they have power, that comes from outside Querido.
Yes, yes, yes.
Of Thrush which you talk all the time, huh?
I wasn't wrong. You will see.
What if Thrush and the Secrets three join forces...
what will happen to our nascent democracy?
People from Querido?
[CROWD SHOUTING]
- Two of them ? - If , colonel.
- He's the one who shot. - Both to the firing squad.
ILLYA: But wait a minute. minute. I didn't try to kill her.
Take me to Senora Abaca. She knows who I...
One moment.
American? English?
Señora Abaca, she sent for me.
The Angel of Querido send a man to kill her?
What kind of fool do you think i am?
Well take me to She. She will explain herself.
The Secret Three.
Revolutionaries.
Now they hire killers foreigners to overthrow our democracy.
Take him to the firing squad!
I was not hired by the Secret Three.
[ CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY ]
We are ready, mi presidente.
- Ready for what ? - The firing squad.
[ SPEAKING IN SPANISH ]
how my own can brother be that stupid?
Carlos, stop them.
But they tried to kill you, Angelita.
- The one, the foreigner, he had the gun... - Foreign ?
I told you. The Three Secrets have help. Foreign aid.
Capitán, the foreigner, bring him up here.
- You must have called U.N.C.L.E. help ? ANGELA: Yes, I did.
And if you're too stubborn to admit the truth, I'm not.
But without consulting me? Without asking my advice?
I asked and asked again. I begged you. You wouldn't have done anything.
Now maybe you'll admit that we need help.
Alright, you say you're from U.N.C.L.E. Prove it.
You contacted a man by the name of Waverly, isn't it?
Anyone would know his name.
Open Channel D, Please. Take it.
What proof is this?
[ RADIO BEEP ]
WAVERLY: Open the channel D. Encrypted Code 1.
Waverly here.
- Ask him. WAVERLY [OVER RADIO]: Mr. Kuryakin?
- Señor Waverly? - Who is this ?
ANGELA: Angela Abaca.
Oh, yes, yes. How are you going, my dear?
I guess Mr. Kuryakin joined you. Good.
Oh, and happy birthday.
THANKS.
WAVERLY: Everything is under control?
A few minutes ago, the President's wife was almost killed...
with a Thrush model rifle...
which confirms your suspicions that Thrush
provides arms to revolutionaries.
WAVERLY: Yeah, that's the less we can say.
There is a lot of oil Querido and Thrush wants it.
So I wasn't wrong.
ILLYA: Unfortunately, I exposed myself to a great extent...
which means that I can no longer operate in secret from now on.
- Are you asking for help? - Naturally.
Yes, and as soon as possible.
If Secrets Three had succeeded, there would be a revolution now.
Of course they will try again.
Oh. Well, Mr. Solo?
Well I'm sorry I missed Birthday's party.
Very well, Mr. Solo will contact you when he arrives in Querido.
Oh, and Mrs. Abaca?
- Yes ? - May your next birthday be less explosive!
SO...
Mr Kuryakin.
Now that you are with us...
what can you do for my country?
- I can get your wife out of this danger. - What ?
You are their target, not your husband.
We have an army. We will protect her.
Yes, the way you protected her today, huh?
Mr. Kuryakin, I understand and I agree.
What do you agree on? I won't leave my country.
Honey, Mr. Kuryakin has raison. Our people worship you.
They know it's you who are guarantor of their laws, of their freedom.
If anything should you happen, it would be such chaos...
the Secrets Three would destroy our government.
No.
My place is with you.
I will not leave.
This prisoner, bring him here. I want to question him.
Maybe he can tell us which are the Three Secrets.
- NOW. - Hmm.
Señor Kuryakin, you will have to work openly with us now.
We have no other choice now that you have become the hero of Querido.
[ PARTY MUSIC ]
[ CROWD CHEERS ]
CARLOS: Oh, hey. Hahaha.
If only they knew about my allergies.
It's the price to pay to become a hero.
Can you tell the president that I will be late for tonight's meeting.
But what am I going to tell him?
He's been waiting for two days that this man shows up.
He will require find out where Mr. Solo is.
This is who I am about to find out.
Bravo and olé.
In Dear...
uh, the bullfighters came out and the Kuryakins enter the game.
you were supposed to Contact me. Where were you ?
Here in the capital, uh, selling my services.
You better be find a good tailor.
We soldiers of fortune try to keep that casual look.
I sold my services to the junta, or at least I tried.
you have no leads on these Three Secrets?
Your prisoner didn't speak?
No, he's too scared that Thrush can reach it, even in prison.
So you shouldn't leave him in jail.
You should send it back to the Three Secrets.
In fact, send us back both.
Both ?
All I want is to be put in the same cell with your prisoner.
Ah.
And then that you leave us a welcome moment of intimacy.
I'll let you know when I will have won his trust.
The soldiers of Abaca could turn their backs...
and we could do a little deceptive and quick escape.
The prisoner will lead us directly to Secrets three.
- Mm-hm. - Haha maybe.
- Kuryakine. - Hmm. And you face the moment of truth.
[ WOMEN LAUGHING AND SCREAMING ]
[ SPANISH ACCENT ] Who is this Abaca? This president?
Is it better than dictators you had before?
We survive.
Democracy. Heh, heh, it robs you blind.
At least we can be robbed something. Before, we had nothing.
And what about her?
Who is this Angela Abaca?
Do you think she cares about you?
OWNER: She comes from this area.
From this street.
Once she danced in my canteen. She does not forget us.
Oh, no, she doesn't forget you.
Heh, heh, she doesn't forget you at the presidential palace...
use Abaca, this tyrant, this dictator to get what she wants.
- Money and power, huh? - Pay and off you go.
For what ? Because I tell you truth about the Angel of Querido?
Ha!
Madam Abaca, I salute you.
[ LAUGHING ]
[ GROWLING MEN ]
[ IN NORMAL VOICE ] It was about time.
Angela, I'm begging you to be your husband. I ordain you as president...
I go out.
I have stayed at the palace two days. It's two lost days.
You and you and you.
What have you accomplished?
And this Solo, what did he accomplish?
If you can't talk neither will the assassin.
Now I will try.
What is this ? Where is my car?
If you insist on exposing yourself, this is the car you will use.
It's safer, senora. She is shielded.
And what confidence would my people have if he sees me rolling around like a criminal?
They must see that I'm not afraid.
I won't drive in there. Bring me my own car.
Please...
bring me my own car or I will walk the streets.
Charles.
I will go to the barrios. I going to talk to people myself.
- Bring her up. - Señor Kuryakin.
I asked for help, now I ask for help.
Bring in Señor Waverly. Maybe will it do what you can't do.
Yes, maybe Mr. Waverly is the answer.
Open Channel D, please.
If I've been hard on you, I'm Sorry. But my country needs...
Do not apologize. You were right to ask Mr. Waverly to come here.
What is this ?
But there is no one here. What are you doing ?
WAVERLY [ON RECORDING]: Please sit down, señora.
I have to apologize for this deception...
but it was the only way to ensure your safety.
Good flight.
[ AIRPLANE ENGINE STARTING ]
Are you kidnapping me? How dare you.
If you give me a moment, I will explain to you. Mr Waverly...
I don't want any explanation. I want to stop this plane right now.
Do you understand ? I must be with my people.
[ FASTEN SEAT BELT ]
Mr Kuryakin.
You must understand that I must be with my people.
I have to get off this plane.
What can I do ?
What can I do ?!
[ AIRPLANE CLIMBING UP ]
You can attach your seat belt.
Junta? What do I know of a junta? A secret trio?
enough to lead me to them once out of here.
And how do you plan to get out?
The angel of Querido will fly by this window and take us away?
[ THE DOOR OPENS ]
Get out.
He doesn't look like to the Angel of Querido.
One... Again? I... I don't will answer more questions.
- You are right. You won't not. ASSASSIN: No, I...
[ GUNSHOT ]
Do you want to see the junta? They want to see you too.
Come on.
GUARD: Put that on.
- Its not my style. - Put it on!
The soldiers of Abaca will look everywhere.
You will never get out of this.
[ BELL RING ]
- Penitents. - So believe the poor peasants.
Now who would stop such a devoted sect...
the one who does penance for his sins?
Nobody, not even the soldiers.
Hmm. So you can move in the city at your leisure.
And, Señor Solo, we can move our prisoners at will.
This way. Come with me.
It's time to wrap up your seat belt again.
Does the prisoner have the right to ask where she is being taken?
In a remote village in Switzerland.
Unappreciated, even in season. But for this reason it is very safe.
No matter my unpopularity, I will be recognized.
- Not like Mrs. Kroll. - Mrs. Kroll?
You are my wife, who must being in complete isolation...
due to the fact that she suffered of a serious emotional upheaval.
ANGELA: And Paco?
Does he know where I'm going?
Nobody knows, no even General Abaca.
- But he's my husband. - It's the only way to ensure your safety.
If he knew, he might try to communicate with you.
And the agents of the Secrets three can be anyone.
The servants, the telephone operator. We couldn't take that risk.
Señor Kuryakin, you meet account of what you have done?
Paco cannot rule alone.
I'm the one holding it by the shoulder. I help him, I guide him.
Paco badly needs me, now more than ever.
And my people have need me very much.
They have big need you alive.
They will think that I I abandoned them.
No. Not when they read your statement to the press.
My statement?
Yes, uh...
"The tension caused by the assassination attempt...
necessitated the trip of Señora Angela abroad for an extended rest...
so that she resumes his strengths and may...
continue the fight for democracy and freedom."
- I wrote it myself. - It is very good.
THANKS.
But understand a thing, Señor Kuryakin.
Neither you nor U.N.C.L.E. prevent me from joining mine.
I assume you are the Three Secrets?
MAN: We are honored that you have joined us.
Unfortunately, our plans suffered a slight delay.
SOLO: Well, if we have to talk, it's a bit awkward to use the plural.
MAN: There will be no conversation.
We have a question to ask yourself:
Where is Angela Abaca?
Unfortunately, that's the only question which I cannot answer.
- He lies. - Maybe.
Forget Angela. Tell us what U.N.C.L.E. knows of our plans.
- Numero uno, this man can... - We're wasting time. Get him out.
Absolutely.
We've barely passed the presentations.
I still have not including your name.
Take him away.
Honey, our supper is here.
- Darling ? - I'm coming very soon.
I hope Frau Kroll will find here the rest she needs.
I'm sure she will find it.
Darling ?
- Come and sit down. - Well, I'm starving.
What is this ? What did you order?
Ah, Frau Kroll, it's a very light Swiss pudding.
Yes, but it's chocolate. I do not like it. Take it back.
It looks very good.
On second thought, you would better take it back.
It seems to have something in it.
Herr Kroll, a newspaper.
How could this arrive ? I will bring another.
No, no, it's fine, it will be fine. Bring it back.
I really like the chocolate pudding.
- That was very clumsy of you. - Yes indeed.
I shouldn't have tried something so obvious.
Dinner will get cold. Do we eat?
Dear ?
[ EXPLOSION ]
[ SHOOTING ]
ACT III
"And There Was One"
We found the strong in the hills.
And like you you said, it is destroyed.
At the risk of breaking your optimism...
they wouldn't store all their weapons in the same place.
Not with Thrush that guides their strategy.
And the Three Secrets are still very secret.
Well, not for you.
You said you got them seen, you spoke with them.
You must have clues.
Mm-hm.
One, a ring the size of an egg.
shaped ring of bull's head.
- A bull's head? - Mm-hm.
With ruby eyes.
Are you sure?
Well, not the kind of ring that found in cereal boxes.
Is that right ?
Mm-hm. Yes that's it.
Vinay.
I gave her this ring myself when I became president.
What vanity.
He doesn't even take it off when he plots against me.
Wait, he fights today.
We will stop it...
and run it.
This seems to be the only solution here in Querido, the firing squad.
If you are looking for the Three, arrest the Three, not just the One.
- Let Vinay drive you there. - Yes Yes of course.
I will send my men to the bullfight. They will follow him.
You will only send one man.
Me.
While Vinay will be in the arena, I will go to his dressing room...
and check if there has notes, tracks, letters.
Otherwise, I go where Vinay goes.
And after last night there will be another meeting of the Secrets Three.
He saw you. He knows you.
Well it won't happen again more. I will be carefull.
Alright.
[ SPEAKING IN SPANISH ]
Accompany Mr. Solo.
[ DIALING A PHONE NUMBER ]
Charles.
In a few moments, Napoleon Solo will leave the palace.
I want you to affect your best men to follow him wherever he goes.
[Crowd cheers and applauds]
CROWD [IN UNISON]: Olé! Ole!
[ Someone's knocking at the door ]
MARTINE: Vinay, we're ready.
Vinay, what the...?
Solo.
I knew it. I knew it.
The moment you escaped, I knew we would be in trouble.
Excuse me. don't i have ever heard your voice?
- Aren't you one of the Secrets Three? - You won't live long enough to tell.
No, no, that's not quite it.
That's Secret Two now.
Vinay.
MARTINE: We have continued in error...
knowing that U.N.C.L.E. was involved.
- We all learn from our mistakes. - Indeed, I learned.
Go get Number One. He will have to decide what to do.
ANGELA And a five and a three.
- Ha-ha, lucky you. - Skill.
Luck is just implementation of a skill.
[ RADIO BEEP ]
Kuryakin here.
Mr. Kuryakin?
In exactly one hour, a plane will be at the airport there.
You and Senora Abaca you will go there.
ILLYA [ BY RADIO ]: And the revolution is over?
No, Mr. Kuryakin, it's not not the case. But your role is.
You will deliver the señora to your replacement and report back to me.
She succeeded in to pass a message.
She contacted someone in Querido...
as far as we know.
She can no longer afford to stay where she is.
And she can't allow to be in your care.
Do you have an idea how did she do it?
Well you can find out later, Mr. Kuryakin.
Now follow my instructions, please.
That's it.
Yes sir.
Be kind enough to gather your things.
No. I will not go with you.
[ Someone's knocking at the door ]
SERVER: Herr Kroll, your lunch is ready. - Pack your bags immediately.
- No. SERVER: Herr Kroll, your lunch is ready.
ANGELA: Manuel, Mateo.
He understood my message.
Deny if you want. You have kill Vinay and you will kill us all.
Now Numero Uno will decide.
No matter where this Kuryakin hid Angela.
Kuryakin? Or did you take this idea?
We know he did.
- And you know where they went. - Actually no.
You're lying.
Number Uno he tells you All ? Obviously not.
Otherwise you would have knew when he was killed.
I won't hear talk about that anymore.
Besides, why would he kill him?
The same reason he will kill you, if the revolution succeeds.
Elementary mathematics.
There can only be one alone Number Uno.
[ THE DOOR OPENS ]
He is coming.
Tell me one thing.
What is the payoff in this game?
Why would Vinay risk his neck to overthrow this government?
Hmm ? And Martina?
It is very simple.
Between them they flew half of Querido.
The new government forced them to give everything back.
- Hmm. By order of Angela. - By order of Angela.
Two very powerful men brought to the not by a street dancer.
And number one?
Oh, yes, number one.
You will have the opportunity to ask him yourself.
[ GRATE NEARBY ]
[ SNUFF ]
[ ACCIDENT ]
Mr Solo.
- Come, there is no time to waste. - You're hurt.
Yes, but hurry. Men of the junta will soon be there. Come.
Fast.
He tried to stop me. I had to kill him.
- Martina? - What else could I do?
When he saw that I was not the one he was expecting, he fired.
Come, you will have to conduct. I can't. Fast.
Martine knew that Kuryakin was holding Angela back?
The junta is efficient, Mr. Solo.
Very effective. Only three of we were aware of the plan.
- How did you get here? - Paco.
He told me to follow you.
He was scared and he had the right to be afraid.
[ STARTING THE ENGINE ]
What's wrong, Mr. Solo? We have no time to waste.
[ SNUFFLES ]
It smells bad.
And you followed me the whole time?
From the moment you left the palace. But I lost you at the arenas.
- How did you know where I went? - I saw you leave with Martine.
So I came as soon as possible.
But Numero Uno was faster.
What do you mean over there, Mr. Solo?
I could have sworn he had reached Martine's ranch.
I'm sure. I heard his car. Martine went out to meet him.
But it was the only car in the driveway.
Yes, Mr. Solo, he met Numero Uno.
And then there was one.
Correct.
And Numero Uno killed Martine.
Now when I entrust you to your friends at Thrush...
you will tell me where to hide Angela, I'll be free to knock.
Drive or die.
ACT IV
"Long live Angela"
What are they doing ?
- They're planning a little trip for us. - But where ?
There.
No.
Now that they found me, why don't just shoot me?
And make you a martyr?
The last thing anyone would want who wants to control the government.
people have to think that you died accidentally.
What does it matter to Secrets three how do i die?
Accident or martyrdom, they will still take power.
You are right. Little matter the junta.
But we don't deal to the junta, right?
Who else would want to kill me?
You sent a message to someone in Querido, right?
Yes, the first night. I cheated on you.
And it was not a member of the Three Secrets.
Of course not.
Whoever it is, it's the only person who knew exactly where we were.
But he's my husband.
It is also your own confession...
not very concerned the well-being of his country...
nor of its new laws, with or without a courthouse.
Without you he can rule exactly as he wants.
No.
Angela Abaca will not die. Not as long as her people need her.
Well, in this case we would better find an alternative.
To simulate an accident, they can't leave us tied up.
Yes, that would spoil the illusion, isn't it?
[ SQUEAL OF TIRES ]
[Carlos growls]
Your Numero Uno was there.
THANKS. Stop it.
Stop me? The leader of the junta is here, your brother.
Well you know I don't care doubted for a long time...
and you have my gratitude.
Now I just have to take care of my dear wife.
As we say in my country:
"I got screwed."
You know we have the same saying in my country.
Hmm. So your next question should be "Where's Angela?"
No, I have no further questions. I know where Angela is.
ILLYA: I think we were wrong.
The wife of your president won't die like this.
[ GROWLING MEN ]
[ANGELA GROWLING]
[Crowd applauds and chatters]
MAN: Well done!
CARLOS: Why keep us here, my crazy brother?
If we have to die, kill us now.
Patience, Charles. It will not be long.
[ SIGHS ]
Dear Carlos, be patient.
Mr. Solo is right, you know.
Yes, Carlos, since childhood, your mistake is impatience.
And yours was Angela.
let her be of you a puppet.
You could have been a dictator as we had planned.
Instead, a weak president, bowing before the people.
Yes, Carlos, you are right...
but it was a mistake which I intended to correct.
Now if you could control your impatience...
I would have found a way to get rid of her.
So you and me, brothers...
would still have shared all the power, all the wealth.
Now all this belongs only to me.
I hate to recall the crude reality, but you still have to deal with Thrush.
Well we have the same ideas on which is good for Querido, Mr. Solo...
You don't have to worry.
Ah, my friend, in moments...
the inhabitants of Querido can see...
how much I suffer of this double loss.
My own brother's deception.
And the death of my beloved wife.
[ CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY ]
Ah, it seems that the time has come.
Listen to them.
With what patience my people have waited the message I promised him...
of their Angel of Querido.
You know I'm still in hesitating on one point:
should I proceed to execution first...
or make this ad about my wife's fatal accident.
I'll save the announcement for the end.
You could be so overwhelmed with emotion...
that you wouldn't be able to issue the execution order.
Yes, yes, Señor Solo, I think you're right.
Would you like to hear it?
It's pretty good.
ANGELA: Don't hesitate.
Read it.
- Angela? - My dear Paco.
how lucky you were to approve new laws and courts.
Because now you will have chance to test them personally.
Unless, of course, you wish to repeal these laws...
and go back to old manners of Querido.
In this case, a firing squad is ready.
No, Angela, no. You must let me explain to you.
Stop it.
Put them in the same cell, him and his brother.
Maybe then we won't even have no need for a trial.
Angela, you have to understand.
I understand.
And that's what makes the situation so sad.
Take them.
Angela, Angela.
Angela!
Paco, Paco
How I loved you.
But you only loved yourself.
I have a message for my people.
I would like you to join me.
Their thanks will tell you what mine cannot say.
[ APPLAUSE ]
[ BRASS MUSIC ]
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