All language subtitles for The Tamarind Seed_English

(Gentle instrumental music)

(Waves crashing)

(Gentle instrumental music)

- [Judith] Sam, would it inconvenience you

if I took a holiday early this year?

- Rest up, get some sun.

What about one of those
pleasant little islands

in the Caribbean?

- [Judith] Goodbye, Richard.

- [Richard] Rachel!

Hurry or we'll be late again.

- It's only 8.30.

- The ambassador arrives at nine!

I'd rather not sweep in at the same time.

- I just want to get a hanky.

- Can I help you?

Mrs. Farrow is out of town for two weeks.

No, I'm sorry, Mr. Paterson,

but I have instructions not
to give out that information.

Do you want her to call you?

- No.

Rachel!

- Coming!

(Water pattering)

(Crickets chirping)

(Bell dinging)

- I wish to call Paris, please.

3-0-6-4-3-5-3, extension 2-1-1.

(Phone ringing)

- Yes?

Good evening, comrade sverdlov.

Extremely well, thank you.

And you, comrade?

Are you enjoying your vacation?

- Well, it is somewhat
dull, but certainly restful.

If there is no pressing business

I shall be back on the 14th as planned.

There is nothing pressing,
comrade sverdlov,

but should the situation change

I will, of course, call you at once.

Thank you, comrade, good night.

(Door slams)

- General golitsyn wishes to see you.

(Chattering) (Gentle instrumental music)

(Woman laughing)

- How's your time next week, Richard?

How about lunch at the club?

- Yes, maybe Tuesday?

I could drop Rachel off and meet you.

- I'll check my schedule,

have my secretary call you tomorrow?

- Bye-bye, my dear.

And you take good care of her, Richard.

She needs someone to stand up for her,

he's such a cold-blooded swine.

(Sighs)

I wish I'd had someone to stand up for me.

-You never needed anyone.

- No, hard as nails.

Well you did that for me, at least.

- Good evening, sir.

- [Jack] Good evening.

- Madam.

Excuse me.

- Who's that man?

- Macleod?

He works with Jack loder.

- Oh, that frightful man.

(Sighs)

- It's getting a wee bit crowded in here.

-You get rid of this for me, will you?

Good evening, good captain.

- Good evening. - Mrs. Paterson.

- Good evening, Mr. Loder.

- Enjoying yourselves?

- Very much, thank you. - Good, good.

- I don't like that man.

- Very few do.

He wasn't picked
because of his personality.

In the final analysis,
it's results that count.

- If you consider our late par...

- Excuse me, colonel, - oh, Jack.

Can I have a word with you?

- Will you excuse me, please.

All right, Jack, what's on your mind?

- General golitsyn
arrived without sverdlov,

and so far sverdlov hasn't shown up.

- Yes, I know.

He wasn't at the Belgian's
last Tuesday either.

- I was going to call you
at the office tomorrow.

- Where hell is he, what's up?

- He's out of France, on
a vacation we assume.

- Well if you gave us
a bit more information

we might be able to assume
something for ourselves.

- Sorry.

It really looks like a
vacation, nothing more.

- It in Barbados.

- Barbados?

They never go anywhere
for a holiday except home.

He must be up to something.

- Setting up a rocket base.

- [Jack] The Caribbean could be a blind.

Maybe sverdlov's been recalled.

- [Fergus] Unlikely.

- Maybe golitsyn's being moved up?

- No, too old, too rigid.

If sverdlov's pulling out,

then his replacement is already here.

- And we don't know who that is.

It's kind of very pretty, isn't it?

I'm willing to bet there is no replacement.

Sverdlov's on a holiday.

But we're keeping a close check.

(Gentle instrumental music)

- Good morning.

(Birds chirping)

It seems hotter this morning.

- Yes, I think it is.

- Perhaps we will have rain.

I see clouds over there.

(Chattering)

Yes, but it doesn't
matter, it never lasts long.

- You know not to
shelter under those trees?

- Which trees?

- Those trees there.

They have a curious
name, I can't pronounce it.

But if the rains come

and you stand beneath them
the water will burn your skin.

They are very poisonous,
someone should have told you it.

- Well I'm afraid I haven't
given anyone much chance.

-Yes, you have remained very much

to yourself since your arrival.

Being neighbors, I
could not help but notice.

I also came here to get away from people.

You are English.

- Yes.

- Feodor sverdlov.

- How do you do?

I'm Judith farrow.

(Waves crashing) (Woman laughing)

- Stay ouch, this.

Was that his name though?

- [Woman] Don't splash me, don't.

- Do you take sugar?

- [Feodor] Yes, three spoons, please.

(Birds chirping)

- What do you do at the embassy?

- I am a military attache.

I work with general golitsyn.

- [Judith] Milk?

- No.

Does his name mean anything to you?

- No, should it?

- Well he's been in Paris
for nearly three years.

You said you know Paris.

- I know someone who works there.

I used to go over there
sometimes for the weekend

and stay with friends.

I don't mix in embassy circles.

- Yes, they're not very exciting.

Always the same faces.

I would have remembered
you, if I'd seen you.

Do you work in London?

-Yes, I'm a personal assistant
to a man called Sam neilson.

He's with the home office.

-Yes, I know him.

- Would you like a Russian cigarette?

- No, thank you.

- I promise you it isn't drugged.

- Well, even if it was,

you'd have to find some
other way, I don't smoke.

- If I go away and leave you in peace,

will you have dinner with me?

-Yes, if you like.

- It would be very pleasant for me.

Eight o'clock?

I'll wait for you by the bar.

(Engine rumbling)

(Dog barks) (Dog panting)

(Birds chirping)

(Brakes squealing)

- Well gentlemen, I have
here a comprehensive report

on how colonel sverdlov
has been spending his holiday.

So far he has done nothing suspicious.

He has been behaving
like an ordinary tourist,

spending a holiday out of season.

He's even got himself a girlfriend.

She's British. Judy farrow.

Works for Sam neilson.

- Bloody hell!

- What's wrong?

- Sam neilson is in a
very confidential position.

- Not confidential enough to involve a man

as important as sverdlov.

One of their glamour boys

could have been sent out to do that.

Well.

All right, maybe it's just a coincidence.

- Exactly.

-Yeah, and maybe not.

I'm skeptical about coincidences.

If sverdlov has made
contact with a British subject,

then it's my responsibility.

- All right.

But I think it would be imprudent to act

as if she was already passing him secrets.

- Yeah, naturally, colonel.

I also suggest it would be less

than imprudent not to
consider the possibility.

- Naturally.

- [Jack] Pompous bastard.

- Does he know about Mrs.
- Farrow and captain paterson?

- No.

(Laughs)

I'd like to see his prudent face

when he learns Sam
neilson's personal assistant

is also shacking up with
our gallant air attache.

- It's a hell of a contact.

- Oh, aye.

For a chance like that,

the Russians would bloody swim to Barbados!

(Birds chirping)

- [Man on TV] Excuse me,

may I have your picture, Mr. Van mier?

Thank you.

(Dramatic music)

(Gun fires)

(Screaming)

(Chattering)

- [Man on TV] There he goes!

(Guns firing)

(Yelling)

(Gentle music)

- [Margaret] Sorry I'm late.

- [George] Oh that's okay, I
haven't been here long myself.

Had a meeting with the colonel today.

- Confidential?

- No, no.

Nothing your husband won't
know all about by tomorrow.

- Well?

-You know we talking about
paterson and Mrs. Farrow?

- Uh huh.

And she went to Barbados?

Apparently, she met feodor sverdlov there.

And they're worried she might be

passing on classified information.

(Solemn music)

- Be a sweetie and turn
off the bloody television.

(Birds chirping)

(Dramatic music)

(Engine cranking)

(Phone ringing)

- Good morning.

- Oh good morning, commissioner.

Just thought I'd bring you up to date

on Mrs. Farrow and Mr. Sverdlov.

Oh, nothing very new,

they continue to see each other.

The last two nights
they had dinner together

and as usual went for
an early morning swim,

but so far she has not
invited him into her bed.

We made a reservation for
him tonight at the colony club

and this morning he took
her to the Bridgetown museum.

(Waves crashing)

(Birds chirping)

- Look at this.

A slave on hayward's plantation, St. Peter

accused of stealing a sheep
was hanged from a tamarind tree.

He protested his innocence,

saying that the tree would vindicate him.

Since then, the tree has born a seed

in the shape of a man's head.

Isn't that extraordinary?

It's just like a man's head.

- And you believe it?

- Well there's the seed.

I wonder what the owners felt like

when they saw those
seeds appear on the tree.

- You think they were worried?

You think they had a conscience?

- Everyone has a conscience.

(Laughs)

You don't think so?

- Would you say I have a conscience?

- Well perhaps not a very
big one, but a conscience.

Your whole ideology is based
on righting a basic wrong.

Some people with far too
much, others with nothing.

- Marx?

Marx had a conscience?

The expropriators will be expropriated,

is that what you're saying?

- In a way, yes.

Well you know when you've
done something wrong.

Your conscious knows.

- I know when I have made a
mistake, that is not the same.

I am interested in your theories.

Perhaps I am converting you to marxism?

- I wonder if it's possible to
visit the hayward plantation?

- And you would look for the tamarind tree.

You really believe it exists?

- I don't know, but I'd
like to try and find it.

I want one of those seeds,
just to prove something to you.

- I am Russian, we are the
people who invented fairy tales.

- Mm, like the existence of god.

(Feodor laughs)

-You know it is a good sign

that we have many dialectic disagreements

and yet get along.

We are proving that it is
really possible to coexist.

- Perhaps that's because
we're on neutral territory.

Too neutral, (gentle music)

But I am optimistic.

(Laughing)

You like me, I can feel it.

Are you afraid to make love?

- Yes.

I've just had one miserable love affair

and I don't intend to start another one.

(Chattering)

- Who was he?

What did he do to spoil you for me?

- His name is Richard paterson.

- Captain paterson?

-You know him?

- Only to speak a few
words when we meet socially.

- He was the only man
I've been involved with

since my husband died.

He was burned in a car accident.

I was trying to work hard get over it.

I kept everybody at a distance.

I was quite happy and then
someone asked me to Paris

for a weekend and I met Richard.

- So you became lovers?

Was he a good lover?

Did he please you?

- Yes.

- Don't go.

Then why did it all end?

- Oh he said he and
his wife were separated,

that he was going to ask her for a divorce.

As it turned out he
never even considered it.

She's gonna have a baby in a few months.

- So while he was loving you,

he was reconciled to his wife?

And in her bed as well.

And you can't forgive him
for making a fool of you.

- I don't want to talk about it any more.

- I am nearly finished.

The worst thing about captain paterson

is that he is really very dull.

I would be much better for you

because I make you laugh.

Did you laugh much with him?

- No, I suppose I didn't.

- Much too serious, too intense.

I find it hard to take
these things as a joke,

and so I don't think you
would be better for me.

- Oh I said nothing about a joke.

Laughter is a very serious business.

One should be happy in love

and laughter confirms
the love and the happiness.

Real love simply cannot
exist without laughter.

- How well do you know him?

He never mentioned you.

- Oh he wouldn't, he
doesn't encourage friendships

with our people, it might hurt his career,

like divorcing his wife.

Couldn't you tell it was
most important thing for him?

- Obviously not.

- That is because you are a sentimentalist.

You believe in innocent slaves

and miraculous tamarind seeds.

- Anything else wrong with me?

- Oh, I didn't say it was wrong.

In a woman, I think it is very nice.

(Waves crashing)

I have a wife at home.

She is a very good judge of everything.

She knows exactly what
is right and what is not right.

She draws a line so: On this side

is the Soviet union and the party.

They are right.

On the other side is the
capitalist world, wrong.

I am telling you about my wife now

so you don't say
aftennard, you are married,

you never told me.

- There won't be any aftennard.

- No, probably not now.

I must go back to Paris in a few days.

Please don't go.

I would like to talk
about myself a little bit,

if you don't mind.

You may be asked questions
about me when you go back.

- By whom?

- Your intelligence people.

What will you tell them?

- To mind their own business.

Will you stop trying to hold my hand.

- You don't trust me?

- No, you said you wanted to talk.

-Yes, but please let me hold your hand.

I am afraid of the darkness.

Well, everybody is afraid of something.

You came here to run
away from your love affair.

I came here because,

well, because I had
nothing to run away from,

do you understand that?

- No, what does it mean?

- I have a good career.

I have a wife who is a famous specialist,

she is young and nice looking.

I belong to a great country
and great socialist movement,

which one day will be
accepted by the whole world.

- God forbid.

- How could he if he doesn't exist?

Now don't interrupt me, I am playing

at capitalism and counting my assets.

I am healthy and I can have
women when I want them,

except for you.

But I don't want women except for you,

I don't want to see my wife,

I don't feel anything for the
socialist revolution any more.

What do I do about this? (Waves crashing)

- Has this holiday helped at all?

-Yes, I feel more relaxed.

I feel that I would like
to stay here indefinitely.

With nothing more important to do

than spend the time with you.

Would you like to take a trip

to one of the other islands tomorrow?

- I'd like to think about it.

Now I really must go in.

Thank you for a lovely evening.

(Gentle music)

- I am surprised about one thing.

Why haven't you suggested

that I come over to your side?

Wouldn't the west want me?

- Probably.

But I doubt it would work for you.

- No.

I believe you are a neutral,

you don't want converts.

- No, and I don't want
to be converted either.

I very much believe
in being free to choose.

-You know something?

You have forgotten about
the group captain, isn't that so?

- Tomorrow, I think I'd like to go

and look for that tamarind tree.

- All right.

What will you say if we don't find it?

- What will you say if we do?

Good night.

- It was a wonderful evening.

- Oh my dear, I'll ring you next week.

- Good night and thank you again.

- Thank you for coming.

Good night now. - Good night.

- Good night. - Bye!

- Bye.

- Take care, the two of you.

(Door bangs)

- Rachel's not the
brightest thing in the world,

but she's very sweet.

- I'm glad you like
her, it'll help Richard.

- Not unless he stops playing around

with that little piece down in London.

Oh come on, Fergus,

stop trying to look as if you didn't know,

that bloodhound loder's
been checking up on him.

- Who told you that?

The children's holidays
will be starting in 10 days,

they'll be needing some more pocket money.

- Whoever told you
about loder's investigation

had no right to do so.

- (Laughs) Fergus, it was
rather naughty of him.

- [Fergus] I want to know who it is.

- Why, you'd only get him into trouble?

- I'd make sure he never gave away

another confidential report.

- Darling, it wasn't anything important.

Just a little affair, men
are always having them.

And after all it was a
woman he was sleeping with.

- I've no interest in what paterson does

with his private life.

My only interest is in seeing

that security amongst our
staff is held to a maximum.

(Sighs)

- If you go to loder and
start stirring up trouble

he might find out things about me

you wouldn't want him to know.

I suppose you had thought about that?

- Yes.

- Oh well, please yourself.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm very tired

and I'd like a good
night's sleep for a change.

- Good night.

- I wonder what loder would do

if he found out that our
distinguished minister was queer?

(Door clangs)

(Engine rumbling)

- How can you even think of such nonsense?

(Birds chirping) Shall
I tell you the truth?

There was no tamarind tree,

there was no innocent slave,

there is no force outside this world

which gives justice to the weak.

There is nothing but man,

and his standards are not consistent.

One year you are right
about a certain thing,

the next year it has become a crime.

The truth is there are no
standards, only expediencies.

- That's the most cynical
statement I've ever heard.

What would happen if
you talk like that at home?

- It all depends.

Two years ago it would
have caused no comment.

But the wind changes,
the weather vane tells.

That is what ideology is,

a weather vane which is subject

to the wind of expediency or of whim.

(Chuckles)

There was an empress of Russia

who made it high treason to wear pink.

Did you know that?

It was her favorite color.

Some people in your western world

feel the same about someone with a red tie.

None of it makes sense.

In a way, that is the glory of materialism.

It teaches you in the end

to despise everything that is material.

- And leaves nothing of value.

- Survival, that is the
only end worth living for.

(Seagulls cawing)

To live because aftennard there is nothing,

no reward for the good,
no punishment for the evil.

- I don't believe that.

If you simplify it, it's
just absolute selfishness

and I don't think that makes anybody happy.

-You think I am selfish?

- Well no, you philosophize
one way and act another.

Basically, you're a very
kind, generous man.

- Kind and generous to you, perhaps,

well perhaps because I
hope to get something out of it.

- I see, thanks.

(Laughs)

-You believe me, you are very gullible.

Your group captain told you he loved you

and you believed him.

I tell you I do something

because I want to go to bed with you

and you believe me.

We're both liars.

How are you going to survive

if you can't tell the difference

between one lie and another?

I'm really worried about you.

- I asked you not to
keep mentioning Richard.

I should never have told you about him.

It was very stupid of me.

(Laughs)

- You don't know how charming it is

to find an intelligent woman
who does stupid things.

Tell me something, are
you as sad about your lover

as you were when we first met?

Does it really hurt when I talk about him?

- No.

No, it doesn't.

It seems less real here.

But I don't want to go back.

- It will be easier than you expect.

You will think of me, instead of him.

-You're sure?

- We will meet in London,
if we are very discreet.

- [Jack] She's booked on
a flight due back Friday.

(Birds chirping) She obviously likes him,

but if it takes going to
bed with her to recruit her,

so far he hasn't succeeded.

- It's possible his trip to
Barbados is just a coincidence.

- [Jack] Oh it's possible.

- But you don't think very likely?

- I think it's best to be very careful.

Thank you.

You know she's Sam neilson's assistant

and she's group captain
paterson's mistress.

- I thought the affair with
paterson was finished?

- If comrade sverdlov
persuades her to go over,

I don't think she'll have much
trouble starting it up again.

-You think there's a
chance she might go over?

- Sir.

My line of business has
taught me three things.

No one's to be trusted,
nothing is to be believed

and anyone is capable of doing anything.

You know about three years ago

Mrs. Farrow lost her
husband in a car crash.

She was just getting over that

when she met group captain paterson.

Knowing that gallant group captain,

it's not hard to guess what happened

and an very unhappy young woman

took off to Barbados in search of,

whatever it is that young
women are in search of.

Atwice-damaged little plum,

just ripe to fall into the
hands of a man like sverdlov.

-Yeah.

My wife knows you've
been investigating paterson

and Mrs. Farrow.

She wouldn't tell me who told her.

- Well I'll have to look into that.

- It's a man.

A security leak like
that could be dangerous.

- Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Well, you can count on my discretion, sir.

- Thank you, Mr. Loder.

Perhaps we could have dinner some evening.

- Oh yes, I'd like that
very much, thank you.

- I'll call you.

- Right, fine, sir.

Thank you, I'll look fonnard to that.

(Door clangs)

(Sighs)

(Lighter clicks)

(Engine rumbling)

Miserable bitch.

There's not many men
who'd have told me that.

(Birds chirping)

- Yeah, I suppose so.

(Beeping) - I've given him my word

that I'll handle this as
discreetly as possible.

- Of course. - Understand?

- Right.

- Whoever it is that's
sleeping with his wife

and passing confidential information

is liable to find himself
in serious trouble

if he's not careful.

- Aye.

Who do you think it is?

(Horn honking)

- Watch the road.

- How long have you known?

- Not long.

- I swear I... -You tell the lady

you won't be seeing her any
more and keep your trap shut.

Or I'll have your bloody head
on a stick, you understand?

- Yes, sir.

(Water rushing) (Birds chirping)

(Sighs)

- Will you meet me in London?

- I don't know.

It's been so simple here and uncomplicated.

Can we wait and see how we feel

when we get back to work?

- If I must.

You are sure you don't want
me to take you to the airport?

- No, thank you.

(Trunk hood bangs)

- Open it when you are on the plane.

- All right.

- Goodbye, pushenka.

- Goodbye.

Thank you.

(Engine rumbling)

(Plane engine rumbling)

(Birds chirping)

- I'm really settled
now Rachel's here, too.

She loves Paris.

Everyone's been so kind
to her, especially your wife.

Well Rachel adores her.

- Margaret's very fond of Rachel.

I had a couple of postings myself

when Margaret couldn'tjoin me.

And I remember! Got very lonely,

and rather bored
especially in the evenings.

I expect you did, too,
when you first arrived.

-Yes, it was hellish lonely,

also to be honest things were uncertain

between Rachel and me at that time.

She didn't want to be uprooted from england

and I cared about this
posting too much to give it up.

(Sighs) I'm afraid I made
rather a fool of myself.

- I understand you became
friendly with a girl in London.

- May I ask how you know about that?

- I'm afraid not.

- I can probably guess.

A security check was run on me,

I suppose I should've expected it.

- I find it as nauseating as you do.

The idea of spying and playing
peeping Tom on our own staff.

But none of us is exempt from it,

if that's any consolation to you.

What I've got to say to
you, Richard, simply this,

we don't want any scandal
from the embassy point of view.

I mean your wife is having a baby

and the ambassador is rather strict

about that kind of thing.

But apart from that
what's really important?

This girl you've been with,

she's now a security risk.

- Security?

But that's impossible, I don't believe it.

- Oh, I think that's hardly relevant.

I don't believe half the
things security tells me either,

but I have to accept their
word and act accordingly.

If you've anything more to do with her,

you'll be recalled.

I have to have your assurance.

Nothing in writing, just your word.

- Of course, I'll never see her

or communicate with her again.

We had, in fact, broken
off about three weeks ago.

- Well, I hope this unpleasantness
hasn't ruined your game.

(Clicks)

- Excellent, have it copied out

and assembled in the blue file.

-Yes, general.

- I must go.

I've an appointment with
the Hungarian ambassador.

You'll be staying here
until the prints are ready.

I want the blue file on
my desk tomorrow at nine.

-Yes, general.

(Squeaking)

- [Jack] Well, tell us all
about Barbados, Mrs. Farrow.

Nice weather?

-Yes, marvelous.

- [Jack] Meet anyone interesting?

- You know very well that I did,

that's why you're here, isn't it?

He said you people would come around.

- I'd be glad if you'd tell
us exactly what happened.

What's this man's name?

You did say he, didn't you, Mrs. Farrow?

- His name is feodor sverdlov,

and he's a military attache
at the Soviet embassy.

- Did he make friends with
anyone else besides you?

- No, we spent the time together.

As far as I know, he
didn't speak to anyone else.

- Sounds as if you got on very well.

-Yes, I like him very much.

-You don't say.

- You know how well we got on

and I'm sure you know
exactly when we went swimming

and where we went to
dinner and what we ate.

So why don't you just get to the point?

- The point, Mrs. Farrow,

is that you can't expect to
pick up a senior Soviet official

like colonel sverdlov and not set the cat

among the pigeons.

- Oh I have done nothing wrong.

I mean I met a man
staying at the same hotel,

I liked his company and
I presume he liked mine.

- You work for a man in
a very important position.

Sam neilson deals with a
lot of highly confidential stuff.

- If you think for one minute that I...

- Now you're a very attractive young woman,

don't misunderstand me,

but don't you think it's a bit odd?

This man choosing you
out of the whole island?

He couldn't possibly
have had another motive

besidesjust being friendly on a holiday?

- Well you're absolutely wrong.

I mean I know what you're
getting at, but it's not true.

- He's gonna contact you again, isn't he?

- Yes perhaps, but not to recruit me.

I mean that's what you're
trying to infer, isn't it?

- Did you sleep with him?

- How dare you ask me that.

- I'll ask you what I bloody well like.

You work for one man in a confidential post

and you've been having it off with another.

Oh yes, we know all about
group captain paterson.

Did you tell your Russian
boyfriend about him?

-Yes, I did.

- For Christ's sake, you're a gift to them.

Now, you listen to me
very carefully, Mrs. Farrow.

He'll get in touch again

and when he does you
won't try to mope about,

you'll come direct me and tell me.

You understand that?

Immediately!

They've baited a big hook to catch you.

That means that there's
something they want,

which must be within
your capacity to give them.

I'm not saying you'd do it,

but they don't play according to the rules.

It's surprising what you
can make a woman do

when you've got a hold on her.

Like blackmail.

- I've told you, you're wrong,

you're so wrong, it's ridiculous.

I mean he'd never do
anything like that, I know him.

- Do you?

I doubt that, Mrs. Farrow.

I doubt that very much.

Well, you just forget this little meeting.

Go back to work,

(clears throat) See your friends,

do whatever you normally do,

and when he contacts you,

you get in touch with me at that number.

Now you'll do that, won't you?

You won't do anything silly

like seeing sverdlov and not telling us?

- If you're right and he tries
to involve me in anything,

I will tell you at once.

But I will not be used to spy on him.

Nothing you can say would
make me do a thing like that.

- Fair enough.

Goodbye, Mrs. Farrow.

Thanks for talking to me.

Oh, and not a word about this to anyone.

Just keep it in the family.

- Bye, Mrs. Farrow.

-Thanks again.

- [George] She put up quite
an argument, didn't she?

- Yes, I think we're too late.

I think that bastard's got to her already.

I wouldn't trust a bloody word she said.

(Engine rumbling)

(Horn honks)

(Brakes squealing)

(Car door slams)

(Horn honks)

(Door clatters)

- Who are you?

- Anna skriabina, comrade sverdlov.

- Where is kalinin?

Why are you in his office?

- He is sick, I am a temporary replacement.

I hope you find me satisfactory, comrade.

I'll do my best.

- What is wrong with kalinin?

- I don't know, comrade.

- Do you know where he is?

- No, comrade.

I was only told he was sick, nothing else.

- All right.

I see there was a meeting
between the ambassador

and the czechoslovakian charge.

I don't see a full report in my papers.

Do you know where it is?

- It should be there, comrade.

(Paper rustling)

There is the report, comrade.

I am sorry it was not in its proper place.

- It is not good policy to make mistake

on your first morning.

But as you are only
temporary, I will overlook it.

I will call when I need dictation.

Please bring some tea.

-Yes, comrade.

- Kalinin was showing signs of strain.

It was reported by several people

that he didn't sleep at
night and he was drinking.

Did you know that, comrade?

- No.

- I became alarmed in your absence,

knowing he had access to quite a lot

of confidential information.

So I decided to have
him medically examined.

He was diagnosed as both physically

and emotionally unqualified
to continue his work here.

So we decided to send
him home to recuperate.

- He was invaluable to me, I
feel somewhat responsible.

Perhaps I've worked him too hard.

- That was the doctor's opinion.

If you are not satisfied
with Anna skriabina,

I can have her replaced.

By a man if you'd prefer.

(Horn honking)

- She does very well.

It may be that I shall
keep her permanently.

I have seen the reports that you compiled

during those two weeks,

including that very interesting
contribution from blue.

I wonder who recruited blue?

- I've heard it said that
it was you, comrade.

- I don't even know his identity.

Nobody knows that except pa nyushkin.

That's the measure of blue's importance.

Nobody else who worked for
us has been so well protected.

- A very wise precaution.

- Now, to change the
subject but not the object,

I have had some luck
on my trip to Barbados.

I have made a very useful contact.

I met a woman on the island.

She has a very confidential job

at the home office in London.

I believe that I will
be able to recruit her.

- That could be very useful.

Is she attractive?

- Very.

- [Colonel] Well then your task

should not be too unpleasant.

- [Feodor] On the contrary,
Mrs. Farrow is as charming

as she is beautiful.

I'm looking fonnard to our relationship

with the greatest of pleasure.

(Chattering)

Thank you.

Would you like a drink?

-Yes, I would.

- What would you like?

- I thinkjust a glass
of white wine, please.

- And a vodka, please.

You look different from
when we were on the island.

Very competent, very efficient.

- Is that a criticism?

- No.

If I said I prefer you in a
bikini, is that a criticism?

- I guess not.

- Don't you like me in my business suit?

- I'm not sure.

You must give me time to get used to it.

I am surprised by one thing,
you're not wearing a red tie.

- Oh, I'm in disguise, I'm a Russian spy.

Didn't you realize that?

- You were right about my visitors.

I was met at the airport.

- Oh, I am sorry.

Tell me what happened.

- Oh there was a man who
drove me back to my flat,

and there was another man

who did the interrogating called Mr. Loder.

He said you would get
in touch with me again

and I was to tell him
immediately when you did.

- I see, and have you done that?

Have you let him know that we are together?

- No.

- Did he say anything else?

- Oh just the usual about
my mixing with Russians,

my job being confidential.

You can imagine the kind of thing.

- Only too well.

Now I will fill in what you
have decided not to tell me.

He said I was a dangerous Soviet agent

and that I was only interested in you

because I hope to recruit you as a spy.

(Laughs)

You know, it is charming to
see a woman blush like that.

You must never try to lie to me,

I can see straight through you like glass.

Is that what you think?

Do you believe him?

Thank you.

- No, I wouldn't be here if I did.

It's not true, is it?

- (Laughs) No.

What a bad interrogator you would make.

You stare into my
eyes to see if I am lying,

well people can lie with their eyes.

I am telling you the truth.

I am not going to seduce you,

and persuade you or blackmail you

into telling me what your Mr. Neilson

says to the prime minister,

although I have told my own
people that I would do this.

- You've told your people... - Yes.

I told them that I hope to
recruit you to work for us.

That way I can meet you

whenever I want without suspicion.

- Oh, I don't know what to do,

this whole thing is
getting so out of proportion.

- The first thing that you must do

is to inform your intelligence man

that we have been together,

othennise you could be in great trouble.

Let me teach you the first
lesson about these little games.

You must try to tell the
truth as long as possible.

That way when times
change and you have to lie

there's a great chance
that you will be believed.

-You said yourself I'm a bad liar.

- Never mind, I will teach you.

I am a great expert.

- You say the most extraordinary things.

Why should I believe a word you've said

when you've boasted
you can lie like a trooper?

- Like what, a trooper?

- Oh, it's just an expression.

It doesn't mean anything really.

(Inhales)

Besides, I not going lie to anyone.

If I choose to see you that's my business.

Oh, I'll tell them we've seen each other

and that I was right and they were wrong.

- They won't believe you.

You will be followed and watched.

Do as I tell you, play their game for them,

then we can have our evenings together

and maybe,

a weekend?

- No weekends.

- Then we must go to a nice dark place

where I can dance with you.

-You behave too badly.

- I don't behave badly.

You won't let me.

One dance?

(Vocalizing)

J' let's put some music on j'

j' some half-forgotten melody j'

J' the kind that takes you back j'

j' and helps revive a memory j'

J' let's put some music on j'

j' and reminisce the night away j'

J' if you give me your hand j'

stop thinking about that dull englishman.

- How did you know?

- When I first saw you,

you had that look on your face.

It was not happy.

You have the same look now.

- I'm sorry.

Why don't you become a communist

and come to Russia with me?

- Well offhand, I can
think of several reasons.

- [Feodor] And they are?

-Your wife, for one.

- I must admit that is a consideration.

- [Judith] And red really doesn't suit me.

- I refuse to believe it.

- Politically, you see, I'm true blue.

- True blue?

What is that?

Is it a political joke?

- No, to some people, it's quite serious.

It's used to describe the
heroes of victorian novels,

people were very loyal
to the queen and empire.

That kind of thing.

- (Laughs) That's funny.

True blue, I must remember that.

(Speaking in foreign language)

Hello. - How do you do?

- This is Mr. Memenov and miss Mitchell.

Mrs. Farrow.

Please sit down.

Mr. Memenov is with our embassy here.

His English is not very good.

- I'm sorry, I only speak little.

(Laughs)

- I hope you don't mind
if we speak Russian?

- Oh please.

J' sweet music that was meant for j'

- business.

- Do you speak Russian?

- No.

I can understand a
few words but that's all.

Do you?

- No, I gather it's very
difficult language to learn.

-Yeah.

I had a girl friend once who learned

to speak fluent French in a month,

mind you, she lived with a frenchman.

- Sounds like a practical system.

- Well not necessarily.

When I met Dimitri I
thought here's a chance

to learn Russian, but then I found out

he had the same idea,
he wanted to learn English.

- Well you could swap,

speak Russian one
week and English the next.

- No, we're both too stubborn for that.

Oh we get on pretty
well, but we fight a lot.

I know some great Russian swear words,

and hello and goodbye,
and that kind of thing,

but six months, no, seven, that's it.

Do you smoke?

- No, thank you.

- I wish I didn't.

Dimitri smokes like a trubah.

- Like a what?

- Oh that's a chimney.

- Excuse, goodbye.

It has been pleasure.

- Oh just remember, if
you're considering the system,

seven months and trubah.

- I'll remember.

- Trubah, that means...

- Chimney.

- Yes.

- They have a problem.

He wants to learn English
and she wants to learn Russian.

- Oh I don't think he
wants her for talking.

She is good at other things, and harmless.

We know about her, she
likes presents, not money,

so that she can show her
friends how good she is with men.

- And how does a good Soviet socialist

get the money to buy
her all those presents?

Sounds like a lot of capitalism to me.

- (Chuckles) I give him the money.

I pay his expenses because he
is a good man and loyal to me.

He does what I tell him.

I told him to do something for me now

and I know he will do it.

- What is it?

- He is going back to Russia on Wednesday.

I told him to find out about my secretary

who's supposed to have been taken ill

while I was in Barbados.

He was sent home.

- You have a male secretary?

- Yes, they are more efficient than girls.

But! Have a girl now.

I suspect that she is a plant.

She is there to report on me.

- I'm not sure yet.

There are many things about myself

that I might tell you someday.

And there are many people

who don't agree about those things.

In any case, don't worry.

I will find out and do what is necessary.

Would you like to dance again?

- No, thank you.

- I have frightened you.

- Oh.

- Would you like me to take you home?

- Yes.

(Engine rumbling)

Feodor, listen to me a minute.

This is all getting too complicated.

I mean, your people watching you

and mine going after me.

Well I'm just not prepared
to see you let you think

that I'm eventually
going to sleep with you,

because I'm not.

-You don't wish to see me again?

- I think it's better that I don't.

(Horn honking)

(Engine cranking)

(Engine rewing)

(Tires screeching)

(Phone ringing)

Hello?

- [Feodor] I will not
try to sleep with you.

You can stop crying.

I'll be outside your office
at lunchtime tomorrow.

(Sniffling)

(Phone buzzing)

- I'm at the airport.

No, I've lost him.

Right, right.

(Intercom chatters)

(Gentle music) - I find it quite revolting,

you and that dreadful
man lunching together.

Has he found out?

Has he told you who it is this time?

- He's never even mentioned your friend.

And I'm sure he'll do everything he can

to protect you in every way.

So you don't need to worry.

- Oh I'm not worried, you are
the one who should be worried.

You're the one who look the fool.

- Loder will never
involve us in any scandal.

Whatever you may think
of him, he's a decent man.

I've got to know and I like him.

- Oh really?

Don't tell me, darling,
he's not one of those?

Have a nice lunch!

(Speaking in foreign language)

(Phone ringing)

(Lighter clicking)

(Phone slams)

(Gentle music)

(Phone dial whirring)

(Phone ringing)

- [George] Hello?

- George? -Yes?

- Don't give me any rubbish

about not phoning you at the office.

I haven't heard from you for nearly a week

and I demand an explanation.

I suppose your boss has
found out about us, is that it?

- [George] Aye, that's it.

- I gather we won't be
seeing one another any more?

Right?

- [George] Right.

- Fine!

(Phone receiver slams) (Phone bell dings)

(Drawer clatters)

(Exhales) (Lighter thuds)

- It arrived in the diplomatic bag.

It was a personal letter from Eva tomaroff

who had known him since his marriage

and was a witness at his wedding.

It enclosed the official document

notifying him that his wife, Elena

had applied to the courts for a divorce.

A short time later comrade
sverdlov instructed me

to make arrangements for his flight

to Moscow on Thursday, the 25th.

Comrade sverdlov then called Mrs. Farrow

and made an appointment

to meet her this afternoon in London.

(Birds chirping)

- Look, if you don't love your wife

and you want her to divorce you,

then why are you going
back to try and stop her?

- My wife is an important
woman from an important family.

If she divorces me it would be politically

very dangerous for me.

- Oh I didn't realize
you were so ambitious.

(Chuckles)

- I like to stay alive.

-You're joking?

- A little, but not completely.

You see, after Stalin,
people stopped talking

about annihilating one half of the world

as a way of spreading communism,

there was more freedom, more
moderation, I worked for that.

I believed in it and I still do.

But now a lot of Elena's
father's disciples are in power

and they are trying to change
things back to the old ways.

- Then why don't you get out?

Why don't you just get off the plane

in Europe and disappear?

- Because I am a Russian

and I don't want to be
exiled from my country.

So I am going on Thursday.

I hope to be back in 10 days or less

and then I will telephone you.

- [Jack] The question is how long

will the bastard string her along

before he tries to pull her in?

- This whole thing, I don't
like the feel of it, it's dirty.

(Chattering)

You know, I can't help
feeling sorry for her.

- It's dirty all right, but
we didn't invent it, did we?

And the consequences of a
thing like this can be very big.

This morning they've been
on the phone from London.

I've gotta fly back,
they're in a hell of a flap.

I don't know, it could be for this.

-Thinkyou'll be gone long?

- I shouldn't think so.

Fly over, get briefed, come back again.

Here.

- My lighter, I seem
to have left it at home.

- She came back to her house at seven.

No, no, he wasn't with her.

No, they haven't talked with each other

and she's made no other phone calls.

Looks like she's in for the evening.

- All right.

I should be back in Paris tomorrow.

If anything startling turns up,
you know where to reach me.

Bye.

(Traffic humming)

(Doorbell ringing)

- [Judith] Who is it?

- Sandy Mitchell.

- [Judith] Who?

- Trubah.

Hi.

- Hello, please come in.

- I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you.

- Not at all.

- But I got a call from Dimitri memenov.

Do you remember Dimitri?

-Yes, I do.

- Well he's in Amsterdam at the moment

on a two week trip.

And he asked me to get in touch with you

because he gave me a message

for your friend, colonel sverdlov.

- Yes.

- Ah no, I can't give it to you.

I was asked to write it
down, but I've got to burn it.

I know it sounds ridiculous,
but I really, you know...

- Well, I understand, please read it to me.

Kalinin is in the lubiyanka,
they are waiting for you.

On no account let them
persuade you to return to Russia.

That's it.

(Phone ringing) (Whirring)

(Clicks)

(Clicking)

(Door rattles)

- Hope I'm not disturbing you?

I seem to have lost something, a lighter.

You haven't seen it, have you?

I said I'd lost something,

I don't suppose you've found it?

- Looks like a lighter, doesn't it?

It even has an inscription
from your loving wife.

Since I haven't loved you for years

and didn't give it to
you in the first place

I was naturally rather curious.

It took me a long while to work it out.

I tried unscrewing it
so it's probably broken,

so you won't be able to take
any more photographs, will you?

(Groans)

- No.

- What have you been doing?

What have you been photographing secretly?

What kind of filth

are you mixed up with? - It's not filth.

You wouldn't understand it,

you wouldn't know an ideal if you saw one.

- Ideal?

- Ideal.

An ideology, for the
betterment of humanity,

I've believed in it for a long time.

You can call it filth if you want to,

or treason or anything else

that comes to mind. - Treason!

My god, what have you been doing?

- (Laughs) Ah crud.

- Who's paying you?

- Nobody's paying me.

- The Russians, is that it?

Oh you pervert!

If they find out... - It's not blackmail.

I'm not enforced to do
anything I don't want to.

I've believed in this ever since
I came up from Cambridge.

- Believed in what?

- I became a communist
long before I met you.

- My god, you.

You get out!

You get out of my room! - Margaret!

- What else? - Margaret!

What else am I gonna to find out?

- What else do I have to be told

- before you just let me leave?
- Someone might hear!

-Yes, somebody might hear me!

- Stop it, stop it! - You bloody,

you filthy, filthy, filthy bloody traitor!

You filthy bloody traitor. (Crying)

(Thumps)

(Phone ringing)

- [Feodor] Bushenka.

- Oh, I've been trying
to reach you for hours!

Can you talk?

- [Feodor] Yes, but if it's
something important be careful.

- [Judith] Terribly important!

I've had a message from
your friend, Dimitri memenov.

- [Feodor] Careful.

I know it is much to ask,

but is it possible for you come here?

- [Judith] Yes.

- [Feodor] I will meet you at the airport.

Take the next available plane.

And be calm, there is nothing so tragic

that we cannot work it out.

Trust me, bushenka.

Do you know what that word means?

- [Judith] Yes, I asked
a translator at the office,

it means darling.

- [Feodor] I will see you in a few hours.

Goodbye bushenka.

- Check and see if
loder's on that plane yet.

(Plane engine rumbling)

(Bells ringing)

(Speaking in foreign language)

Look happy, you've
come all the way to Paris

to see your lover.

- Are we being watched?

- Of course.

(Moans)

What a wonderful surprise.

I didn't expect to see you again

until I got back from Russia.

- I don't think you would've
returned from Russia.

- Tell me more about it
on the way to the hotel.

- Hotel?

- Well you don't expect me

to take you to the Russian embassy?

Mr. Loder would never believe
another word you told him.

(Sighs)

(Chattering)

- The message was
kalinin is in the lubiyanka,

they are waiting for you.

On no account let them
persuade you to return to Russia.

- Kalinin is my secretary.

Are you sure about that?

Are you sure it was the lubiyanka?

- Oh, yes.

Lubiyanka's a prison, isn't it?

- It is an interrogation
center for the kgb.

They took kalinin over there

to manufacture evidence against me.

By now they must have got it.

So my old friend writes to me
to persuade me to come back

and my own wife agrees to divorce me.

You see I have become corrupted,

I have fallen in love with
a degenerate capitalist

and I have acquired a
taste for scotch whisky.

That alone proves that I
have lost my marxist soul.

- Stop it.

You're in terrible danger,

if you go back you're going to be arrested.

- Hm, I can cancel my
trip and rebook for later.

I can say that I have
succeeded in recruiting you

and that you have a
tremendous secret for me.

Now don't look so sad, they
won't get me, I promise you.

(Engine rumbling)

(Phone ringing)

- Yes?

- Richard, this is Judith.

Richard?

- Yes, wait a minute,

let me get to another phone.

Judy, for god's sake!

- I'm sorry, Richard, I
didn't want to call you,

but loder's out of town

and you're the only I know
that could help with this.

At the Raphael, 721.

- All right, I'll be
there as soon as I can.

(Floor creaking)

You listen to me, Fergus.

You've already destroyed part of my life,

you're not gonna ruin the rest.

Oh I remember you telling me

about your sordid little boyfriend.

Your Cambridge love affair.

Well, I put up with that, all that.

And now.

Now with the children nearly grown.

Our future assured and all
those boring postings finished,

in line for a grade one embassy,

now you think you're gonna ruin it all?

I could destroy you.

Don't think I wouldn't enjoy seeing you

go to jail for the rest of your life.

I'd enjoy seeing you hang.

But I'm tied to you.

- So, you're not going
to say anything about it?

- I've spent my life helping your career.

I want that embassy.

I want it for myself, not you.

And I'm gonna get it because you're going

to stop what you been doing.

(Sighs)

You'll get caught.

I caught you out and that
means you're getting careless.

- It won't be easy, but I promise I'll try.

- Oh, you'll do better than that.

You'll do exactly as I say.

By god one way or another,
Fergus, I'll destroy you.

- Who is it then?

- I can't tell that.

- Then you've no right to drag me up here.

I'm not at all anxious
to get involve in this.

And if it's some bloody
clerk flinging bottles into...

- Oh no, it's nothing of the kind.

This man in very great danger

and he wants political asylum.

Richard, it honestly
couldn't wait until tomorrow,

I had to call the house.

- What exactly is it
that your friend wants?

- He wants to know whether
the British will receive him

and whether they will promise not

to hand him back to his own embassy.

- I can't answer those
questions on my own authority,

I'd have to go back
and refer the whole thing

to the ambassador.

- Well you could tell the
ambassador that this man

would be a very valuable
acquisition to britain.

- But if you can't give me his name,

I don't see how I can back that up.

What section is he in?

Can you tell me that? (Sirens wailing)

- Military.

- (Scoffs) That could mean anything.

Why can't you trust me?

It's all so damn vague othennise.

- I told you all I can.

Look Richard, I know you're
a great stickler for the rules,

but if you tie this thing up in red tape,

it'll be too late to help him.

- I'm not interested in helping him.

I came here in case it would be a help us.

- Oh hell.

- Well there's always the odd unreliable

who's willing to sell
himself to the highest bidder

just because he's in
trouble with his own side

and wants to avoid the consequences.

- Oh Christ, I never thought

I'd wanna see that monster, loder,

but I'd give anything to
have him here instead of you.

- Then I suggest that you and your friend

just wait until loder gets back.

- Now you listen to me.

If you can't help me, then you put someone

with authority on to me direct.

Beyond that you don't have to get involved.

- Sounds as if you've got yourself

into a pretty scruffy mess.

- No scruffier than the last time.

- I'll call you tomorrow.

(Door rattles)

(Door slams)

- He will go to his ambassador

and say sir, I have a most
important Russian officer

who wishes to come over to our side.

It will go down in his
record and he will be happy.

But he won't deal with me himself

and I will be happy about that

because I don't like him.

- No, neither do I.

Which means that I am very determined not

to make the same mistake twice.

- I am determined about that also.

- Then take me back to the airport.

- Well if we don't spend the night together

how am I going to convince general golitsyn

that I am succeeding with you?

- If we spend the night together,

then I shall lose my job at the home office

and then I don't think general golitsyn

would be interested in whether
you succeeded with me or not.

(Sighs)

- You are a very difficult woman.

- Tell the general that.

- If this is what I have to expect

if I come over to the west

then I am better off dead.

- Major, I am going to entrust
a very delicate matter to you

on behalf of general panyushkin.

- I am at your disposal, general.

- The orders come from panyushkin himself.

I am only following instructions.

Pick two men, two men
whom you can trust completely,

trust as you would trust
yourself, as I trust you.

Have them watch colonel sverdlov,

he's under suspicion from the presidium.

- I am sorry to hear that.

-You will report to me and no one else.

Panyushkin has placed
this matter in my hands.

Sverdlov is due to return to Russia soon.

If anything happens to
alert him before he goes,

I shall hold you responsible.

Major, you understand?

- I understand, general.

- There's a woman involved with him,

a Mrs. Farrow, she works for
Mr. Neilson at the home office.

If sverdlov succeeds in recruiting her

it could be very important for us.

(Gasps)

- You wanted to see me, Mrs. Farrow?

(Horn honks)

(Tires screeching)

(Dog barking)

- [Margaret] I hear
the Brazilian minister's

on the point of resigning.

- Uh huh, that's the rumor.

(Whirring)

- I imagine you find that
sort of thing interesting.

- Not especially.

- Don't you pick up all those
little scraps of gossip first

so you can tell your friends?

- No.

- You're just involve yourself

in top-level stuff, I suppose?

- That's right.

(Laughs)

- Listen Fergus, I wasn't kidding,

if you don't get out of this...

- What'll you do, Margaret?

Turn me in, ruin us both?

I don't think so.

(Plane engine roaring)

(Engine rumbling)

(Church bells ringing)

(Chattering)

- [Jack] All right, colonel,
what do you want?

- Political asylum.

The usual guarantees, lifetime
security, but not in england.

Canada.

- Uh, could I bother you for a...

Thank you very much.

Just gin and a drop of water.

Well, that could present
complications, colonel.

You could be a big embarrassment
to anglo-Soviet relations.

- I'm not coming empty-handed.

What you going to bring with you?

Always supposing we're
prepared to offer you hospitality.

- One piece of information.

- One?

What, appreciate it, thank you.

One item, is that what you're offering?

Oh, come off it, colonel.

Nobody's gonna wear that.

I wouldn't waste my chief's
time making the suggestion.

He'd just tell you to get stuffed.

- What do you want, Mr. Loder?

The names of a dozen expendable agents?

The key to a code which would be changed

within 24 hours after I'm gone?

Information about who

is betraying western top
security methods at this moment?

The reason you were called
back to London so suddenly.

(Phone ringing)

- Hello?

Yes.

Mr. Loder.

- Hello?

What on?

Right.

The two men who followed
you are across the street.

- I canceled my trip to Moscow.

Golitsyn isn't taking any chances.

- Do you think he
suspects what you're doing?

- I think he believes I need more time

to recruit Mrs. Farrow,
but he is cautious man.

He wants to make very sure

that nothing happens which would prevent me

from returning to Russia.

- Are you sure you can deliver?

- I will make, what do you call it?

A deposit for the full payment.

He has a code name.

Blue.

I will give you the blue file

when I'm on the plane for Canada.

- Right.

You give us blue and we'll see you're safe

and snug for the rest of your life.

How do you want to do it?

- I will make my arrangements
and tell Mrs. Farrow.

I believe she knows how
to get in touch with you.

- Okay, you're on.

Now, there's another little problem.

It won't help matters

if your two friends out there
see me leave this house.

- Well,

Mrs. Farrow and I will take
a walk and draw them off.

All right?

- Yes.

(Door clangs)

(Car doors banging)

(Horn honking)

-You look very worried.

- Really, I can't think why?

- And you have not been sleeping.

I think that you are in love with me.

- Well, you think wrong.

No, I am worried.

But I haven't had a decent night's sleep

since this thing started,

but I'd feel that way for
anybody I really liked.

- You will tell me the truth
when we get to Barbados.

- Barbados?

- I am taking you there to
complete your seduction.

I have explained that
you are a difficult woman

who won't work for us

unless I make love to
you under the palm trees.

- But why Barbados?

I mean it's such a small island,

and anything could happen there.

-You think I would be safer in Paris?

Barbados is British,
Mr. Loder would be able

to protect me there.

Will you come?

- Yes, if that a way to help you,

of course I'll come.

Can we go back now?

I'm sure loder's gone
and I'm suddenly very cold.

- It is important that they think

that I'm succeeding with you.

- Well that's taking unfair advantage.

You knew I wouldn't stop you.

- I only know that you didn't kiss me

as if you wanted me to stop.

(Door clatters) (Gentle music)

- I'm all right, really.

- Come on, dear, sit down.

There we are.

That's it.

Put your feet up.

-You sure you don't
want me to call Dr. Alton?

- No, no, please.
- It's all right, Richard,

I'll look after her.

Now you and Fergus go
back and tell the ambassador

there's nothing to worry about.

(Chattering)

I'll get you a glass of water.

- I've never fainted in my life.

You've never been pregnant before.

(Sniffling) - Oh, come on.

Pregnant ladies often feel faint.

- [Rachel] No, it isn't that.

- Here, come on.

N ow,

what is it?

- Oh, Mrs. Stephenson,

(crying)

I'm so miserable I just
don't know what to do.

- Well, perhaps it would
help if you talk about it?

- It's Richard, another woman.

I just can't trust him.

Ever since that woman

rang the other night everything's changed.

It's always been difficult,

but I never thought he
was after other women,

now I can't think of anything else.

- She phoned him?

- In the middle of the night.

She said she had to see him,

that someone important
in the Russian embassy

wanted to defect.

(Laughing) (Chattering)

- How is she?

- Oh, she's fine.

She'sjust lying down.

- What's wrong?

- I just heard something that
makes me want to throw up.

Could you please make our excuses

so we can get out and talk about it?

What are you going to do?

- [Fergus] Have him stopped.

- Well supposing he's
already told them who you are?

He hasn't, I'd have been
arrested by now if he had.

- Oh my god.

- These things take time,

it could be weeks before he comes over.

- If you don't know who he is,

how can you have him stopped?

- The woman who called
paterson about the defect,

it was probably his former
mistress, Judith farrow.

(Sighs)

- The English bitch who's
been sleeping with the Russian?

- Colonel feodor sverdlov.

There's nothing I can do
about it until the morning.

- Why morning?

- I've just one means of communication,

and it's only available
to me during the day,

(chattering)

Between nine and five.

(Gentle music) (Birds chirping)

(Engines rumbling)

(Sirens wailing)

- Good morning, colonel sverdlov.

- Morning, general.

- Can I get you some tea, coffee?

- No, thank you.

I have come to a crisis with Mrs. Farrow.

- What a pity.

I thought she was committed.

- She will be committed when
she brings that first report.

But I'm afraid she still
has a little bridge to cross.

One from her side to ours.

She's feeling romantic in a
romantic mood at the moment,

I shall have to take a few days

and help her cross that little bridge.

- Well, as I remember, seduction
can have its compensations.

Another time I might enjoy it,

but I have to cable my wife
and ask her to wait again.

- I understand,

it's difficult to choose.

- I choose my duty.

- Oh, of course.

- There is no question of
which has the first priority.

This woman has access

to the most confidential report

about everything neilson
at the home office.

She could be one of our most
important agents over here.

Perhaps as important as blue.

If I let her go now and take time

to attend to my personal
business we could lose her.

Afew days to convince her

that she is doing it for love,

and then a controller can
look after her for a week or two.

- Have you decided who is
to take over in your absence?

It might be dangerous
to keep you uncontacted,

even for a few days.

- Do you have a man in mind?

- What about Gregory stukalov?

- I will leave that to you.

You and stukalov will be responsible

for keeping her while I'm away.

If she likes stukalov

then he can take over from me completely.

But one should never hurry these things.

- Oh, Patience is needed.

I hope you'll be able to
persuade Elena maximova

to forget about the divorce.

She's a fine woman.

It would be a pity to lose her.

- Oh, I don't intend to lose her.

As soon as I have recruited Mrs. Farrow

I shall be on my way to see my wife.

If everything goes well

I should be seeing you in a few days.

- Good luck, comrade.

(Door clatters)

(Suspenseful music)

(Typewriter keys clicking)

- I'd like to see file 23, please.

(Keysjingling)

I don't need to sign for it,

I'm not taking anything out.

Could you get me number 32 as well?

Thank you.

Good morning, comrade.

(Birds chirping) (Lion growling)

(Animal wailing)

- We're taking the
afternoon plane for Barbados.

We'll be staying at the
beach hotel, st James.

Well he wants to get
out as quickly as possible.

Do you think you can make
the arrangements in time?

- I'll bloody well have to, won't I?

Is that all he said?

- Well he'll have the documents with him.

- All right, I'll get him out of Barbados

on the Saturday plane.

Now listen, tell him there'll be protection

laid on at the hotel, but
stay there, you understand?

Don't take any chances, just stay there

until our trucks come and get you out.

-Yes, I'll tell him.

- You're not thinking of leaving
Barbados with him, are you?

That's not on, I'm just warning you.

- I'm only going to Barbados

because he needs me as an alibi,

I've no intention of going on to Canada.

- Very glad to hear it.

- Yes, I thought you would be.

(Solemn music)

(Clicks)

- Find out if colonel
sverdlov has left the embassy.

If not, detain him.

Under no circumstance
allow him to leave the building.

(Plane engine rumbling)

(Suspenseful music)

According to blue,
sverdlov intends to defect.

He has tricked you by using the simplest

of our intelligence maxims.

If you want to remove the pursuer,

do it in broad daylight

with as many people around as possible.

- We shall get him in London.

- You were told to watch

and report every word, every movement.

- But, comrade, I did my...

- Get out.

(Engine humming)

(Suspenseful music)

(Chattering)

(Intercom chattering)

- Whoops, sorry.

- I think we oughta have another one.

- Over there, sir.

- [Security] Walk straight through, please.

(Beeping)

- Just a moment, sir.

- What's that?

- Oh gee, it looks like a gun to me.

- Hey, just a moment. - Excuse me.

- Oh, that's quite all right, sir.

(Sighs)

(Suspenseful music)

(Engine rumbling)

- Idiots!

Major, one way or another
you will stop colonel sverdlov

before he delivers the blue file.

- But what if he's already...

- He would be a fool
if he gave them the file

before they fulfilled their
part of the agreement.

And as the same of all the fools on my side

you may still have a few
hours to redeem yourself.

Charter a plane. (Suspenseful music)

Take as many men as you need.

Intercept colonel sverdlov in Barbados.

I take full responsibility for this action.

I cannot wait for official
sanction from panyushkin,

so if you fail, major, we all fail.

Therefore I don't have

to point out the consequence
of such a possibility.

(Engine rumbling)

(Gentle music)

- They're both on the
island under close security.

(Chattering)

If everything goes according to plan

he'll be in Ottawa Sunday

and the Canadian boys
can take it from there.

- Congratulations.

- Well.

Normally I hate doing
business with his sort,

but if the blue file is all he claims,

it'll be worth it.

- Blue file?

- Code name for their
top agent here in Paris.

I'm almost onto him now, almost onto him.

(Chuckles)

I just hope to hell he
doesn't turn out to be British.

- When will you know?

Sverdlov'll hand the file over

once he's tucked up
nice and safe in Canada,

so I should think this
is blue's last weekend

to enjoy himself.

- To blue's last weekend.

(Gentle music) (Waves sloshing)

(Birds chirping)

- Would you like to swim?

- Loder said you were not to
go away from the bungalow.

- I know, but I am a man and I want you

and if! Can't have you,

then I must occupy myself
with some pleasant distraction,

which will keep my
frustration to a minimum.

- Has it occurred to you

that I might be slightly frustrated myself?

- Then come to bed with me.

Or come swimming.

(Waves crashing)

(Sighs)

(Gasps)

(Gasps)

- Shh, shh, shh.

You had a nightmare.

(Crickets chirping)

(Sighs)

- So far no record of any
private flights to Barbados.

One flight plan was filed
by a jet charter service,

five male passengers,
destination st Vincent.

- That's about 100 miles.

- [Jack] We're checking it out.

How are the lovebirds doing?

- No problems yet.

- [Jack] Well keep your eyes on them.

- All right, okay.

(Suspenseful music)

- The man who chartered the flight

lives in Paris and he's a
big dealer in foreign stamps.

The other four men are listed

on a company's board of directors.

No one at the jet charter service

thought there was anything unusual.

Just businessmen off to the
Caribbean for a week's fishing.

- Mm, right.

Well, so far it's quiet. (Birds chirping)

Let's hope it stays that way.

(Chattering)

- You know, you never
talk about your husband.

About your English lover, yes,

but not your husband, why not?

- I suppose because I feel guilty.

- Why guilty, what did you do?

- It's more what I didn't do.

For the last two years I
wasn't in love with him.

- Was he unhappy?

- No, as a matter of
fact, he was very happy,

he enjoyed everything he did.

He was the most uncomplicated man.

At least, that's what I kept
telling myself aftenna rds,

so he couldn't possibly have realized

how little contact we had.

Life was just one big party,
one big laugh non-stop.

Come to think of it, it was hell on earth

after the first year.

If he hadn't been killed
I would have left him.

- Well you won't be allowed to leave me.

- You are the most persistent
man I have ever met.

(Laughs)

Let me ask something.

How do you feel about all this?

Going into exile, running, hiding.

- Well you see, I'm Russian,
and we believe in fate.

As a matter of fact we
invented it, like fairy stories.

That way if anything goes wrong

it is never our fault, it is fate.

(Beach goers chattering)

I am not glad that I'm
going with Mr. Loder.

But I'm glad I'm not
in lubiyanka right now.

A lot of the people I worked
with won't be so lucky.

(Phone ringing)

I would enjoy some more tea.

(Gentle music)

All right, thank you.

That was Mr. Macleod, he reports

that the plane will be here on time.

We must leave for the airport at noon.

- I'm glad.

There's your tea.

- Thank you.

- It's him.

That end bungalow.

- [Man] The doors are open.

- Very ca reless.

(Phone ringing)

- Yes?

- He won't stay in the bungalow.

There's nothing I can
do about it, hejust won't.

(Dog barking)

He's going out in a few moments to swim.

- That's all right, Mrs. Farrow,

don't worry, we'll look after him.

(Bottles clanking)

(Boat engine rumbling)

- I wish you would join me.

- And I wish you wouldn't go.

- When I'm in Canada Mr. Loder
can treat me like a prisoner,

but not before.

- Will you wait while I change?

- Of course.

(Bottles clinking)

(Birds chirping)

J' and reminisce the night away j'

- bushenka?

- Yes?

- Can you hear it?

J' if you give me your hand j'

-yes, the song we danced to in London.

- [Feodor] A good omen.

(Men chattering)

(Bottles clanking)

J' play it again j'

(Glass shattering) (Explosion roaring)

-Ah!

(Flames crackling) (Screams)

(Guns firing)

(Screaming)

(Thuds)

(Birds squawking)

(Boat engine rumbling)

(Gun firing)

(Explosion rumbling)

(Boat engine rumbling)

(Dramatic music)

- A Soviet citizen burned to death.

A Russian tourist
registered as f.G. Sverdlov

was the victim of a fire in
the bungalow beach hotel

on the fashionable west coast of Barbados.

Mrs. J. Farrow of London was rescued

and was rushed to hospital on the island.

The cause of the fire is unknown

but is thought to be
due to an electrical fault.

The bungalow was completely gutted

and several of the surrounding buildings

were severely damaged. (Birds chirping)

I suppose you should be congratulated

on a job well done.

Will you get a bonus?

- I suggest you curb your aggressions

until we're out of the woods.

- What do you mean?

- The traitor's dead, but
did the blue file die with him?

- How will you find out?

- I'm having lunch with loder.

Will the the children be down this weekend?

- They're planning to be.

- No, no, I blame myself entirely.

It was a complete balls-up on my part.

You see someone

must have tipped them off.

What?

- Oh, yeah.

They were all set for him.

- You mean the fire wasn't an accident?

- No.

There's nothing accidental
about napalm, is there?

(Exhales) No, no.

Bad enough in the open,
but in a confined space,

well, just imagine.

- God, how frightful.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

He didn't have a chance.

And that's not the worst it either,

the blue file burned with him.

- That's too bad,

but what about Mrs. Farrow?

- Oh she's lucky to be
alive, she was upstairs.

Our fellows managed to smash
the window and get her out.

I've gotta fly over and see her now,

I'm not looking fonnard
to that, I can tell you.

- Well.

You did your best, it wasn't your fault.

- Of course it wasn't.

- I wish I could be as sure.

(Brakes squealing)

(Birds chirping)

- Morning. - Morning.

(Bells ringing)

Could you tell me where
I'd find Mrs. Farrow, please?

- Um, she's on the lawn over there.

- Thank you, thank you very much.

(Chattering)

Hello, Mrs. Farrow.

- What do you want?

- They tell me you've
made a great recovery.

Going back to england next week.

I'm bloody sorry

the way things have turned out.

- Are you?

- Yes.

For what it's worth.

- It's not worth much.

(Fla mes roa ring)

- Sorry.

He wasn't any good, you know?

(Moans)

- Go away.

- All right.

I brought something for you.

Here.

- Where did you get this?

- He isn't dead, Mrs. Farrow, he's alive.

(Gentle music)

In Canada.

After you called macleod

and said he wouldn't stay under cover

we decided to pull him in.

Macleod went in the back door

and he managed to get sverdlov out

just a split second
before the bomb exploded.

(Inhales)

If you want to see him,

it'll be arranged.

Goodbye, Mrs. Farrow.

(Crying)

- [George] How is she, okay?

- From now on I suspect her recovery

will be nothing short of spectacular.

Oh by the way, when we get back,

I want you to call Mrs. Stephenson.

Start seeing her again.

Find out if she knows that her husband's a,

a Russian agent.

Now that stephenson thinks he's safe

we'll let him continue to operate.

Just make sure he only passes on

the kind of information
we want them to have.

- And sooner or later
the Russians will twig.

- Yeah, oh, yeah, undoubtedly.

They'll figure him for a
double agent and kill him.

Thus saving her majesty's
government a great deal of expense

and considerable embarrassment.

(Melancholy music)

(Brakes squealing)

(Gentle music)