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No guards.

Electronic surveillance to
minimize the human factor.

Understand?

I think you'll find our security
system here to be absolutely airtight.

That's what I expected to find.

Ahh, if Mr. Newman would show
you through Communications...

And if you have any further
questions, I'll be in my office.

NEWMAN: Heinz Newman,
Beta Clearance 139.

This audio capacitor
transcribes my voiceprint.

That is the only way the door
can be opened from the outside.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

SOLO: Newman, stop!
Strothers, stop him!

- No other way up?
- The emergency stairs.

- Mr. Beldon, fast.
- Mr. Beldon is in Helsinki and no one...

- Ha!
- Can go into his office.

[HELGA SCOFFS]

[BEEPING]

Priority Northeast. E-Red
channel. Repeat, E-Red channel.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

- Priority E-Red, sir.
- Open the channel, Miss Rogers.

Code 1, scramble.

Waverly.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Heinz Newman, Beta
Clearance 139, U.N.C.L.E.-Berlin.

Why are you using Priority Northeast
instead of your prescribed channels?

I couldn't use those,
sir. Security breach.

Where is the security leak?

SOLO: Newman, open up.

- Newman, it's Strothers.
- Newman.

There's no discontinuity, sir. The
channel's still open and operative.

Newman.

Newman, if you're
receiving, answer me.

WAVERLY [OVER RADIO]: Newman?

Newman, do you hear me?

Newman, are you receiving?

He can't answer.

He's dead.

[GARBLED SPEECH OVER RADIO]

All U.N.C.L.E.-Berlin transmission
circuits are now on shutdown, sir.

Are the arrangements for
Mr. Kuryakin's departure ready?

Yes, sir.

Then have him in my
office within 30 seconds.

Yes, sir.

Then Newman must have
been killed by a double agent...

working inside
U.N.C.L.E.-Berlin.

I assume you've initiated the
normal surveillance procedures?

There isn't time for
normal procedures.

Summit 5, which, as you know, is
Mr. Waverly's meeting each year...

with the four top regional chiefs of
U.N.C.L.E., has already been scheduled.

The final alert must go
out to these four men...

no later than 48 hours from now.

Well, if there is a security
leak in U.N.C.L.E.-Berlin...

Thrush will learn the exact
time and place of the meeting.

They could destroy our entire
operation in just one blow.

Postpone the meeting.

We can't.

The U.N.C.L.E. blue
code has been broken.

The key number for the new code
can only be revealed at Summit 5.

If the code change
isn't effected very soon...

all our operations
could be imperiled.

WAVERLY: Which is why, Mr. Kuryakin,
you will leave for Berlin immediately.

The leak must be
stopped at any cost.

In the next 48 hours, the fate of
U.N.C.L.E. could rest entirely with you.

You'll arrive at
Tempelhof at 1725 hours.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

Strothers and Napoleon
will meet you there.

Now, remember, all U.N.C.L.E.-Berlin
channels will still be on shutdown.

There will only be one
signal cleared through, yours.

During the mission, report only to
Harry Beldon, U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast.

He's already been signaled to
return to Berlin from his Helsinki office.

You'll have to expect
him to be somewhat, uh...

I've worked with Harry
Beldon. I know what to expect.

Oh?

Something you don't know?

Personal histories have
never been in my department.

But you didn't actually
see Newman killed?

We found him draped over here just before
we broke into the office of Mr. Beldon.

Unless...

You sound like you have
a point to make, Strothers.

No, not for the moment.

Could somebody else
have been in here with him?

Very impossible. We searched
every square inch of the office.

The window?

It's always kept barred.
It can be open like this.

There.

Oh, there is Mr. Beldon now.

[LAUGHING]

Isn't that a beautiful
building? Ha, ha.

That's U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast?

Hmm, Harry Beldon.

To you, to you.

One, two...

Yeah, ha, ha!

[GLASSES SHATTER]

A bientôt, ma chérie.

Everything a cautious, unobtrusive,
successful secret agent shouldn't be...

except he's successful.

Ah, contessa, arrivederci.

Mm.

Arrivederci. You will remember
me to your husband, ha, ha.

[LAUGHING]

STROTHERS: Aleoretic embolism.

ILLYA: Only one device
could have cause that.

- And that's an U.N.C.L.E. Xeron
Actuator. STROTHERS: Exactly.

- You came to check security, Mr. Solo.
- I did check.

And you found absolutely
no evidence of infiltration?

None.

Then it could not have been
done by anybody from the outside?

- Exactly.
- You said that before.

Really, you must be careful
about repeating yourself...

it could get to be a
habit, Mr. Strothers.

Ha, please.

Levantine brandy. And
it's really quite excellent.

I have it shipped to all my offices
from a small monastery in Damascus.

Will join me, gentlemen?

- Thank you.
- No.

No? Miss Deniken?

Oh, no. Thank you.

Ha. I forgot, you do not drink.

- You look different.
- What?

Oh, I'm wearing a
different pair of glasses.

You know, the regular
ones broke when...

Ha, ha, ha, yes.

She has more pairs of eyeglasses
than U.N.C.L.E has agents.

And she needs them too.
Blind as a bat without them.

But she's a good secretary.

Oh, thank you.

BELDON Let us
review the picture.

Obviously, with
Summit 5 close at hand...

Thrush will expect contact
from the spy within our midst.

The security breach
having been sealed off...

the double agent will
have to make it a direct one.

Which means that he'd have
to risk giving away his cover.

Thrush wants one thing,
to stop or destroy Summit 5.

And to accomplish that
purpose, they will pay any price.

Will you turn on
the steam for me?

The second button on the right. It
takes a few moments to build up.

I think we've settled all we
need to know for the moment.

We know how Newman was killed...

we know why Newman was killed
and we almost know who killed him.

The man who killed Newman
had to be a member of U.N.C.L.E...

using an U.N.C.L.E. device.

Someone in immediate proximity.

Which means that the double
agent who killed Newman...

could be only one
of three persons:

Miss Deniken...

Mr. Strothers...

or Mr. Solo.

And in a very short time, we
should know exactly which one.

[WOMAN SPEAKING IN GERMAN ON PA]

It's solid.

Well, that makes
Beldon's theory solid too.

Now, if there's no other way
through to Beldon's office...

it has to have been one of the
three of us that killed Newman.

ILLYA: Oh, that means
either Helga or Strothers.

SOLO: Well, I appreciate your confidence.
- Or both. We better split forces.

I'll watch Strothers. You
keep an eye on Helga.

Hmm. It's an exciting prospect.

[RADIO BEEPING]

ILLYA [OVER RADIO]: Any change?

Nothing. She's been looking
out the window, that's all.

What about Strothers?

ILLYA: He hasn't moved.
Still working in his office.

Well, unless one of them makes a move in
the next 10 minutes, Beldon's theory is...

Hold it.

Illya, you'd better get with
Beldon and with Strothers.

It looks like Helga's
about to clear him.

You may start now, Hans.

We will drive north
on Lindenstrasse.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Stay on Lindenstrasse
until I tell you where to turn.

Here's Lindenstrasse. They
must be headed for Zone 2.

We know definitely that there's a
Thrush ring operating out of Zone 2.

That's where she'll try
to pass the information.

But she could cross here at Brandenburg
or here at Krommstadt or here or here...

or anywhere along
the Odra-Spree River.

Then we will leapfrog ahead of
them and be in position to cut them off.

Move it.

Illya?

I can hear you.

We're on the Marienstrasse.

We just passed the Eigen-Platz.

We have your position. We've
already moved ahead of you.

We're on the Frederick
Wilhelm Bridge.

We have road blocks at
Brandenburg and Krommstadt.

Confirmed.

Turn right at the next corner...

then keep straight until you
come to a ferry dock at the river.

Illya?

I heard.

They're probably planning to use an
abandoned ferry to cross the Odra-Spree.

We'll get there first.

Hans, flick your
headlights on and off twice.

Good.

Everything is
exactly on schedule.

May I please have a
light, please, Hans?

Your lighter, please, Mr. Solo.

Oh, yes, we're quite
aware of who you are.

We've used you as,
um... How do you say...?

A Judas goat to lure your
three friends into this ambush.

You may find that you're the
ones that are in the ambush.

In a situation like
this, I'm expendable.

If they have to kill me to
stop you and Helga, they will.

They won't have the
opportunity, Mr. Solo.

If you'll look straight
ahead, uh, very carefully...

you'll see that we've
arranged a reception for them.

[MOTOR PUTTERING]

Everything has been neatly
and, uh, completely arranged.

Your death, the
destruction of U.N.C.L.E...

the Northeast apparatus
and then the Summit 5.

All exactly on
schedule, uh, as you see.

Be ready to open fire when
you hear my shot, gentlemen.

You have five seconds
to live, Mr. Solo.

Four, three, two, one...

[GUNSHOT]

[SCREAMS]

Charred beyond identification.

Helga didn't use a name of
anyone when she spoke to him?

Not that I heard.

He made it very clear and definite
that he was working for a company.

Thrush.

Not any longer, nor is
Miss Deniken, either.

Apparently, you are to
be congratulated, Mr. Solo.

Apparently?

He spotted Helga as the
double agent. Saved Summit 5.

I'm not so sure
about that, Illya.

There's something wrong
with this whole setup.

And that's just
what it was, a setup.

They had the ambush ready and
they knew you were heading into it.

How? Not from Helga.

Are you suggesting there may still be a
Thrush agent inside U.N.C.L.E.-Berlin?

Unless someone comes
up with another explanation.

I think there's a piece
of puzzle missing.

A missing key.

Poor Helga.

Not that she was ever beautiful.

[SIGHS]

Just a minute.

Maybe this is the missing
key you're looking for.

Here it is.

1370.

Birth certificate,
Helga Deniken.

Passport, Helga Deniken.

Certified trust draft, Bank
of England, 50,000 pounds.

Hmm. Bracelets.

A platinum setting, diamonds.

Photocopy of U.N.C.L.E. code...

file number...

Code, security, time,
date for Summit 5...

all in the photocopy
of your file, Mr. Solo.

Well, that's impossible.

Well, either Helga stole it or
someone else did and planted it here.

It's ridiculous.

Of course it's a plant. If he was working
with Thrush, do you think he'd warn us?

That's exactly what I
think. It's all part of his plan.

He tried to cover his tracks
before killing the three of us.

That's still an
assumption, Mr. Strothers.

An assumption based
on evidence and logic.

Huh, what more would
Mr. Waverly need...

except a full confession?

But he has not made a
confession yet, Mr. Strothers.

He will. After questioning.

Interrogation? I
will not permit it.

You won't even
know about it officially.

Exactly what sort of interrogation
do you have in mind, Strothers?

Torture?

Oh, nothing so crude
and inefficient as torture.

It's been proven that psychological
methods are far more certain and faster.

Psychological methods
are not usual with U.N.C.L.E.

This is not a usual case.

We've less than 30 hours
before the deadline on Summit 5.

The double agent must be exposed. The
entire future of U.N.C.L.E. is at stake.

As chief of Station
Berlin, I insist on the right...

to use special methods
to interrogate Mr. Solo.

- I insist.
- So do I.

Why? You don't have to
submit to an interrogation.

I'm rather certain I can come clear
and clean from any interrogation...

and when that interrogation is
over, there will only be one suspect.

One who could be a double agent.

You.

[SCREAMS]

[SNIFFS]

STROTHERS: All right,
Mr. Solo. We'll begin again.

There was no security leak before
your arrival at U.N.C.L.E.-Berlin.

Do you admit that?

No.

It's an established
fact. You can't deny it.

That isn't a fact.

Only fact is that there was no
security leak, ahem, discovered...

before I came here.

Coincidence? And that fact
that you were with Newman...

when the security leak was
discovered, is that coincidence too?

No.

STROTHERS: And the fact that he tried
to lock you in CQ communications room?

No. Standard security procedure.

[COUGHS]

STROTHERS: Was it?
Or was it panic, Mr. Solo?

That was the word you
used before, Mr. Solo, "panic."

Panic. Yes, Mr. Solo, panic.

Why did you use the
word "panic," Mr. Solo?

Wasn't it because he realized
you were sending a signal?

- He realized you were the double agent?
- No.

- He was afraid you were going to kill him?
- No.

Yes, Mr. Solo. Yes, yes.

- Yes.
- No.

- Yes!
- No!

[SIGHS]

You tired, Mr. Solo?

Are you tired, Mr. Solo?

Would you like some nice water?

- Would you like that?
- Yes.

- Something to eat?
- Yes.

A nice, quiet place where
you could rest, sleep?

Yes.

You can have all
those things, Mr. Solo.

All you have to do is confess.

No.

- Name the Thrush agents or your contacts.
- No.

[SOLO COUGHS]

- Confess!
- No.

Confess. Confess!

- Confess!
- No.

- Name them! Name them.
- No!

- Name them.
- No.

[SOLO COUGHS]

STROTHERS: We've less
than 10 hours left, Mr. Solo.

Before those 10 hours is
up, I'm going to break you.

[SPEAKER CLICKS OFF]

I'm gonna get him out of there. This
is a complete, stupid waste of time.

No, Illya.

Summit 5 is more important.

After years of
dedicated service...

you're telling me that
Napoleon Solo has defected?

Quite the contrary, Strothers
is our man. Has to be.

Call it a hunch, instinct or
something just clicking up here.

It has to be Strothers. But
proving it is something else again.

We've got to give him enough
rope and wait for him to hang himself.

And for the moment,
Mr. Solo is that piece of rope.

These are your security file
reports on Summit 5, aren't they?

- Aren't they?
- Yes.

Yes. And this purse
contains all of the items

found on Miss Deniken's
body, doesn't it?

- Doesn't it?
- Yes.

- And you are the double agent, aren't you?
- No.

- Yes.
- No.

- Yes!
- No!

Confess.

[CHAIR BREAKS]

[BARRIER HUMMING]

It's an electronic barrier.
I'm sure he's not hurt.

There's a limit to
what he can stand.

Perhaps you don't have the
same faith in Mr. Solo that I do, Illya.

[BARRIER CLICKS OFF]

Now that you understand the
nature of your situation, Mr. Solo...

you pick up all these things
you have spilled on the floor...

and we'll start again
from the beginning.

No more, Strothers.

[PANTS]

Let me rest. Please.

After you confess.

If I confess, please, please
let me go back to my cell.

SOLO [SOBBING]:
Will you let me see Illya?

Will you stop, please?

You have my word.

I confess.

SOLO: I'm a Thrush agent.

I'm sorry you had to
find out about it, Illya.

I don't know why you lied to
Strothers, but you can tell me the truth.

I told Strothers the
truth. I'm a double agent.

- I've been working for years for Thrush.
- I don't believe it.

You better believe it.

You've got to help
me out of here, Illya.

No.

Now, I've helped you a number of
times. Remember that, I've saved your life.

I don't owe you anything.

I think you do.

- How about it?
- No.

Definitely not. Now,
listen, Napoleon.

- Napoleon, keep back. Keep back. Napo...
- Give me the gun.

Sorry. Get away from
me. Get away from me.

Illya, I'll kill
you if I have to.

No, no.

[WHISPERING] Hit me.

SOLO [MOUTHS]: No. ILLYA: No!

[WHISPERING]
Hit me, will you...?

[ILLYA GRUNTS]

He got out! Sound the alarm.

You all right...? Unh!

[ALARM SOUNDING]

- Come. Shh. Come, come.
- What?

- Come on.
- Where to?

- Helga's apartment.
- Where?

Strothers made one mistake.
Wake up. He made one mistake.

Any girl as nearsighted as Helga
wouldn't go anywhere without extra glasses.

Now, there were no glasses in
her purse. She was kidnapped.

There may be a clue in
the apartment somewhere.

It's the only way we can nail Strothers
before the Summit 5 deadline. Let's go.

Come in, gentlemen.

You must not concern
yourselves overly with them.

They were not U.N.C.L.E.
agents but Thrush infiltrators.

Friends of Helga.

Fortunately for you...

the transmitter from your cell
was also wired to my office.

I came here a few minutes ago and
made a most interesting discovery...

which I am sure you
wish me to share with you.

- Come out here, please.
- No.

Come out here, I tell you!

It appears that Helga
had a very good double...

wouldn't you agree?

Better get your coat
and come with us.

You'll have to drag me first.

If necessary.

Gentlemen, help
her on with her coat.

Get away from me!

[GASPING]

It's a lie, all of it! An
absolute fabrication.

Sit down.

You're one for
confessions, Strothers.

- Well, we have one for you.
- Go on, Helga.

Oh, no, not so fast. Just a
moment. What do I get in return?

My dear, we have exactly five
minutes before the deadline...

for Illya to get in
touch with Mr. Waverly.

I simply do not have time
to bargain with you now.

Perhaps later. I promise you.

I promise you.

I didn't want to work for
Thrush, but I couldn't help myself.

I was in love with him, with
Gerald, and he made me do it.

She's lying!

- You knew Strothers was a
double agent? HELGA: Yes.

ILLYA: You helped him pass information?
- Yes.

You set up that ambush
at the river, right?

Yes, but I wasn't the one
who killed Newman, it was him.

Why are you saying this?
Why are you telling these lies?

- They're lies.
- No, they are not. I love you, Gerald.

- I love you.
- Don't call me, Gerald.

- Stop it! HELGA: Ow!

Guards, take them both.

Lock them up in the cells
with maximum security.

ILLYA: No, take him.

[STROTHERS YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

- Take him out of here.
- She lied!

- She lied to protect Solo.
- Take him out of here.

He's the double agent.

Well, Illya, it is
entirely up to you.

You are the only one who knows
the all-clear signal for Summit 5.

You're the only one who
knows how to send the signal.

So you have exactly four minutes,
if you need that much time...

to choose between
Mr. Strothers and Mr. Solo.

Don't be ridiculous.

[BEEPING]

You'd better prepare to
initiate the cancellation.

He's coming through now, sir.

Green.

- Confirm and repeat.
ILLYA [OVER RADIO]: Green.

Very good, Mr. Kuryakin.

We're now removing
scramble overlay.

Now you can report in clear.

WAVERLY [OVER RADIO]: Has
the security leak been sealed off?

Completely, sir. Strothers
was the Thrush agent.

He's been locked in maximum security
on the orders of U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast.

Strothers, Mr. Kuryakin.
Are you quite sure? Strothers?

Yes, sir. His accomplice
was Miss Deniken.

She's here and can repeat
her confession if you wish.

Oh, that won't be necessary.
And there isn't time for it.

Summit 5 instructions for
U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast now follow.

Departure: Grid
Point 4. Time: 0900.

LISA [OVER RADIO]: Confirm.
- Confirmed.

Vector: Yellow by orange.

Vector: Yellow by
orange. Confirmed.

You will set down at Grid
Point Q-7. STP: 1125 hours.

Summit 5 set for 1140 hours.

LISA: You will be met at
Q-7 and escorted to Summit 5.

Standard code and clearance.

- Confirm.
- Confirmed.

Mr. Solo, Mr. Kuryakin.

My congratulations to you both.
Your mission is now completed.

WAVERLY [OVER RADIO]:
You will board Courier Flight 3...

and fly back immediately
to U.N.C.L.E.-New York.

Yes, sir.

LISA: All communication lines with
U.N.C.L.E.-New York are being shut down.

Blackout to continue
for duration of Summit 5.

Now closing channel.

Well...

Summit 5 is clear,
Miss Rogers...

and with all of 40
seconds to spare.

I ordered a stand-by on your flight,
sir. It's ready to leave immediately.

Thank you, Miss Rogers.

Well, everything is settled.

Not quite. There's still the question
of what to do with Miss Deniken.

She is to be transferred to
U.N.C.L.E.-New York immediately.

- No.
- I would rather have her stay here.

I wish to question her further
after the Summit 5 meeting.

I'm sorry, Mr. Beldon.

Gentlemen, you seem to forget
that I am U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast.

What difference does it
make where she's questioned?

It doesn't make any
difference, really. Just the same.

Get Mr. Strothers ready.

We're taking him and Miss
Deniken to New York immediately.

Don't let that U.N.C.L.E.
badge fool you.

He is really Thrush.

One of my most trusted men.

Give me that gun, please.

Now search them.

See you later.

I'll be waiting, Harry.

BELDON: That will be all.

And I don't wish to be disturbed
for the next few moments.

Waverly should be taking
off at this very minute.

Gentlemen, this is a moment
that I have planned, worked for...

yes, dreamed about,
for seven long years.

As Strothers predicted,
there will be an ambush...

and I will walk right into
it along with Waverly...

and the other three
U.N.C.L.E. chiefs.

The only difference
will be that Waverly...

and the other three
U.N.C.L.E. chiefs will be killed...

and I will merely be wounded.

Afterwards, of course, as the only
top-level surviving U.N.C.L.E. chief...

I will naturally become the
head of the entire apparatus.

And so, in a
matter of speaking...

U.N.C.L.E. will become, as you might
say, a useful subdivision of Thrush.

You forget one thing.

The communicator
record will show...

that Napoleon and I
were ordered to New York.

When we don't show up there,
there will be an investigation.

And you forget that the
investigation will also show...

that your plane came
down in the mid-Atlantic.

You, of course, will be
dead well before that.

Now get in that room.

And how far down do we go?

SOLO: Ahh, I don't know.
This is one of the new models.

[SOLO COUGHING]

ILLYA: Look.
- Ah.

- Still got it?
- Uh-huh.

ILLYA: Ow.

Here.

I dropped it.

[GASPS]

Is that it?

- Where?
- There.

ILLYA: I have it.

[SOLO COUGHS]

ILLYA: It doesn't work.

SOLO: Make it
work. Try forcing it.

ILLYA: Wait a minute.
- Hurry up.

[SOLO COUGHS]

ILLYA: I think I've
got it. It's open.

[ILLYA COUGHS]

- All clear?
- All clear.

Everyone except for
U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast is present.

Mr. Beldon is not
due for two minutes.

Summit 5 will commence precisely
11:40 and conclude at 12:35.

- Maximum security.
- Yes, sir.

Be seated, gentlemen.

U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast
reporting, sir.

Glad to see you,
Mr. Beldon. Do sit down.

Thank you.

Gentlemen...

Summit 5 is ready to begin.

[GROANS]

As I can now
reveal, a security leak

imperiled the existence
of this very meeting.

Fortunately, owing to the
extremely efficient work...

on the part of two of our operatives,
that threat no longer exists.

[GRUNTS]

Now, our Cryptography Section
has reevaluated the entire picture.

Eighteen different codes are
being fed into our computers...

in an effort to find one least
susceptible to deciphering.

- The code we have finally selected is...
- I rise to a point of order.

Hey, that must be it.

I'll put it down
behind the hill.

Can you put it down quietly?

BELDON: Ready?

Aim.

[GUN CLICKS]

[GUNFIRE]

[SCREAMS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRENADE EXPLODES]

All right, gentlemen,
let's go inside.

Summit 4 is ready to begin.

The new code is
fully operative. Fine.

- I think then that closes out
the affair. ILLYA: Not quite, sir.

There's still the question of a
replacement for U.N.C.L.E.-Northeast.

Normally, the post would
have gone to Strothers.

SOLO: Naturally,
that's impossible now.

I assume Strothers has been
dismissed from U.N.C.L.E.

Of course.

He did have one
indispensable value, though.

Yeah, quite unlike Beldon,
he was reassuringly unlikable.

Very well put,
Mr. Kuryakin. Very well put.

Meeting is adjourned, gentlemen.

[ENGLISH SDH]