This date...
Sunday, August the 13th. What do you know?
MERKUR: No movement at all.
SCOTT: So what is happening on that day?
MERKUR: I don't know.
[ELISA SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
A "burglar." It's insulting.
ULRIKE: What do you like to be called?
An interventionist?
A "door opener."
ELISA: Isn't that the place where Simon Haldane was killed?
SCOTT: You're very well informed.
Someone else was killed there that night.
A waiter, I need his name.
THORWALD: What are we looking for this time?
SCOTT: A yellow envelope.
SEVERINE: I found a man who can lead me to Udo Hoff.
SCOTT: Make sure you bring me with you.
You are... Hoff.
[GUNSHOT]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[ENGINE REVVING]
SCOTT: If I had been 30 seconds earlier...
she would still be alive.
Who killed her?
A contact.
A diplomatic contact?
She was a diplomat, like you?
Well, we have bigger responsibilities
than simple diplomacy.
I shouldn't make a joke about it.
Life is complicated.
There's nothing we can do about it.
Tell me about it.
I wanted to thank you...
And apologize for the other night.
I shouldn't have come around like that steaming drunk.
I shouldn't have bothered you again, really.
No, I was flattered you decided to come back.
It's funny I...
I was just operating on instinct, really.
Well...
instincts are good on the whole.
I...
tend to trust my instincts.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Uh, is that your person?
Yes, I imagine so.
I will leave you two alone.
Quick.
Come in.Thank you.
Do you have it?Yes, there was no problem.
I know this man.
You know Udo Hoff?
His name is not Udo Hoff. His name is August Froben.
August Froben?
How on earth do you know his identity?
It says he's disappeared.
ELISA: He is responsible for the supervision
of my boyfriend, Reinhart, who you met.
Reinhart was in prison for a while.
Was it in the West?No...
There were big student demonstrations in the East in 1953.
Reinhart was arrested and accused as an enemy of the state.
He went to prison.
And he's what, his probation officer?
In a manner of speaking, yes.
He's always watching Reinhart.
Can you contact him?
Yes, it's possible.
I would like to meet him.
Can you organize a rendezvous?
May I ask why?Yes.
I want to hurt him.
In that case, it will be my pleasure.
You can contact me here.
No one is to know, understand?
Of course. I'll call you.
Elisa?
Thank you. This is real progress.
Bye.
[OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
Fielding Scott.
She died in my arms.
You were there with MadameBloch?
I was too late.
Who killed her?
I have my suspicions...
which I'm following up.
If you need support, let me know.
I want that son of a bitch.
There is something you can do for me.
I would like to talk to Merkur.
[DOOR OPENS]
[IN FRENCH]
Need any help, squire?
Morning, sir.
Good morning, Scott.
Let the Russians do their thing, whatever it is.
Roadblocks. Close the air corridors.
Switching off the power.
It won't change the wider situation.
And it's better than World War III.
You know, if it was up to me,
I'd let them have Berlin.
Take the city. Be my guest.
Is this your private opinion or that of the government's?
The government's.
Unofficially, of course.
I thought we were fighting for our values.
Well, this will divide families.
This could impact the lives of...
hundreds of thousands, if not millions of people.
[SIGHS]
Well, maybe there is something we can do.
You're out in the field, Scott.
You could act.
You could approach Kovrin.
Let him know that we know.
The element of surprise would be lost.
Maybe they'll think again.
If I manage to stay alive.
Our own people have tried to kill me, twice.
First Haldane, then the...
waitress in the restaurant.
Did I tell you I met a man in Berlin?
An Arab from Beirut. Name keeps coming up.
Told me my life was in danger.
Me, personally.
You've never been to Beirut.
No, exactly.
That's what surprised me. I couldn't make a connection.
Unless I was missing something, of course.
[SIGHS]
I better get back.
You wouldn't think we were standing in a little pocket
of capitalism in the depths
of a communist country, would you?
No, not really.
Sometimes it's good to remind yourself.
What was Simon Haldane doing in Beirut?
If I may ask.
I'd stop right there.
Don't ask me any questions about Beirut.
You're a very clever man.
You're an excellent operative.
You have an important job to do
and you've nearly completed it.
Get back to Berlin...
and find our traitor.
Well, I'll keep you up to date with everything.
[IN GERMAN]
Mr. Scott.
What a pleasant surprise.
Very touching, Mr. Kovrin.
I had no idea you were so devout.
Can you read it?
Vladimir Kuznetsov.
He was my adjutant.
And my best and oldest friend.
The same city.
The same street.
He was killed...
a few days before the end of the war.
You were a soldier too, I believe.
Yes, in Sicily.
And then elsewhere.
We have that in common, at least.
Two soldiers, on the same side.
What do you want, Mr. Scott?
I want you to know that we know.
We know you are going to fence in the city.
Think about it, before you do it.
It could be World War III.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I have to go, sorry.
August the 13th.
I've seen the evidence.
I've seen everything.
Let's suppose, Mr. Scott, just for a moment...
that what you say is true.
Do you really believe I would be in a position to do anything about it?
Maybe not.
But, as you said, we were both soldiers.
And now, maybe we still are soldiers, after a fashion.
We both have our responsibilities.
One world war is surely enough for both of us.
Mr. Scott, always a pleasure to meet you.
I'm always interested in what you have to say.
I wanted to ask you about Beirut.
Is this something to do with the photograph?
Yes, the photograph I gave Simon Haldane... in Berlin.
Your time is precious.
And information has a price tag,
as you reminded me last time we met.
Isn't that what you do for a living?
Sell information?
How can I help you, Mr. Scott?
I want to know what Simon Haldane was doing in Beirut in 1953.
Operation Ajax, ever heard of it?
Operation Ajax... Yes, that was Iran.
DAHAR: Precisely. Iran in 1953.
Operation Ajax was being run out of Beirut in '53.
A joint MI6-CIA operation.
It was the swift removal of the prime minister, Mossadegh.
DAHAR: A prime minister the British and the Americans didn't like.
An enemy.
But we kicked him out.
Had him arrested, if I recall.
Even though he was democratically, um, elected.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Mossadegh was getting in your way.
You, the British,
you had created Iran's oil industry.
The entire industry. It was making a fortune.
Then Mossadegh came
and nationalized your oil company.
From your perspective, he effectively stole your oil.
So he had to go.
In this case, the Americans pumped
a lot of money into the Ajax plan.
And it turned out to be money well spent.
It was a total success.
Mossadegh was gone forever.
The Shah was now running the show.
And the Shah was a very good friend to Britain and the U.S.
So the oil started flowing again.
And that famous photograph shows the people who pocketed the money, I suppose?
Perhaps it does.
But whoever finds that photograph...
will be in a position of real power.
I like this costume. Very good idea.
I'm going to use it in the future.
Glad I could be of help with your career.
[CHUCKLES]
[IN GERMAN]
[DOOR BUZZES]
There.
Are you joking?
The only way to get into the archive building.
I thought you said this was gonna be easy.
Come on. It's 25 meters.
It's nothing.
Go on then. You go first.
I go first.
You watch what I do.
I will watch...
Watch you die.[LAUGHS]
Shit.
[GRUNTS, GASPS]
Oh, shit.
You're going to find a photograph in here?
I'm relying on your countrymen's excellent capacity for filing.
[THORWALD SPEAKS IN GERMAN]
No, this is all way too early.
Let's go down a floor.
Goethe.What did he do?
[LAUGHS]
Officiate?
Now I'm getting there.
February 1960.
Getting there.
Fuck.
Bit of luck.Hmm.
Here it is.
"Haldane."No.
We don't need Haldane.
Ah.
Who is Ritter?
He was a waiter.
[MAN SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[IN GERMAN]
It's just rubbish.
He was a waiter and a cleaner.
My good God.
STUART-HAY: Gentlemen, I propose a toast...
Oh, my God.
...and profit.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Hold that up.
Fuck.
Victor Kovrin.
My God.
[IN GERMAN]
[ENGINE STARTS]
This is suicide for you, Scott. You realize that?
Petrie's got an arrest warrant out for you all over Berlin.
Stop talking.
Turn the engine off.
I owe you an apology.
Strange way of apologizing.
For a while, I thought you were the rotten apple in the Berlin barrel.
I was wrong.Apology accepted.
What made you change your mind?
I found that photograph you were looking for.
My God.
Who was in it?You'll find out soon.
How'd you get a hold of it?
I have my methods.
I want to take you back to Beirut, 1953.
We got rid of Mossadegh.
We had the Shah of Iran eating out of our hand.
We got the oil back.
Money well spent.
Best return on an investment ever.
Was there any Russian presence...
in Beirut in '53 or '54?
DUNN: There were rumors, of course.
The Russian border with Iran is 750 miles long.
They didn't like what we were doing in Beirut.
But I didn't see any Russians.
They kept their distance.
SCOTT: Victor Kovrin?
Kovrin wasn't in Beirut. I would have known.
The British would have known.
One last question.
Why did you meet Lubkov in that cinema?
We had information Lubkov was ripe.
Ready to fall for the right money, of course.
I met with him to see if he was worth picking.
And, of course, I had my own questions
about the photograph you found.
He said he knew nothing.
SCOTT: Did you ask him about Beirut?
I probably mentioned the city.
That was the source of the photograph.
Why?
Not that you were to know this...
But if he mentioned Beirut, it probably cost him his life.
You're in the clear.
Don't fuck it up.
Listen, Scott. Don't go... Scott!
I need to ask you a favor.
This is insurance.
If anything happens to me...
or if I ask you, please send it.
Don't you think you should tell me what it is?
If I'm going to be your insurance.
Yeah, that sounds fair.
Uh, do you have a seal?
Please.
It's evidence...
about collusion between a...
senior KGB officer
and the British secret services.
It's dynamite.
The three men caught in one photograph.
Who are the three men?
The names would mean nothing to you.
But you do know what they are conspiring about?
About a million dollars.
Possibly more.A million? [SCOFFS]
Who got it?
They all did.
Stole it.
And shared it amongst themselves.
Fuckers.
What happens now?
Now...
Now I get out there and make a nuisance of myself.
Again.
Sounds dangerous and exhausting.
That's why I love boredom.
[CHUCKLES]
[IN GERMAN]
[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]
[WATER RUNNING]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
[IN GERMAN]
Mr. Scott...
You know, honestly, I expected someone else.
But while you're here, why don't we have some fun?
I actually knew you'd be here. You see, Elisa told me.
I want to come over. I want to defect to the GDR.
Oh, really?Yes, absolutely.
Think about it. Don't throw this opportunity away.
I'm a serving MI6 officer, think how good that could be for you.
I'm about to be disgraced.
Thrown out, I need money. I need safety.
Safety? With me?Yes.
You need safety with me? You expect me...Of course I do.
I have to have...[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
[GRUNTING]
Udo, Udo, Udo.
Yeah...
I need to explain to you why I'm doing this, so you understand.
Yes?I don't want to die.
I need you to understand that sometimes...
Sometimes you do have to pay.
So this is for Manfred.
And his lovely wife.No!
And his beautiful daughter.
And this is for Severine.
For Francois Bloch.
Just sometimes, you have to pay.
Do you understand?
Sometimes, there is retribution, Udo Hoff.
It's okay. It's okay.[SOBS]
It's okay.
Sometimes...
I don't want to die, please.
What the fuck, Scott? Ever heard of knocking?
Well, the bad penny finally turned up.
Turned up something rather interesting.
I think you'd better leave us alone, Aldous.
Are you sure?Just do what I ask, will you?
Yes.
Yes, of course.
You have 24 hours.
Do what you want. Kill yourself.
Hand yourself in, defect. I don't give a shit.
In 24 hours,
every newspaper in Britain will have a copy of that photograph.
You have 24 hours to decide what you wanna do with the rest of your life.
Very decent of you, Scott.
Before I let you go, one more thing.
Why Beethoven?
Why did you hand Beethoven and his entire family over to the Soviets?
Because of Kovrin.
Kovrin needed a coup.
Something spectacular.
Lubkov was getting suspicious.
And the GDR wanted action fast
on the brain drain, the flood of emigres.
Kovrin had been useful to us.
He helped us get the money out of Beirut.
He asked us to deliver a prize
to make him look good.
It was a simple quid pro quo.
Look...
Beethoven was just meant to be arrested.
I was shocked at what happened.
The Stasi operatives rather lost their heads.
That's why you had Lubkov killed.Yes.
Good procedure, as I say.
What about Petrie?
Petrie?
He was never part of our group. [SCOFFS]
Aldous Petrie just dislikes you intensely.
Because he's friends with Simon Haldane.
Simon Haldane was best man at his wedding.
And that's why you blackmailed Conrad Greer
to get me to that restaurant.
STUART-HAY: Yes. I'm afraid so.
You were getting too close.
I assumed the Soviets would be blamed for a double assassination.
MI6 and CIA.
Put yourself in our place.
The CIA gave us suitcases of dollars.
Hundreds and hundreds of thousands of dollars.
No questions asked.Operation Ajax.
We...
We had a meal
to celebrate our good fortune.
It turned out to be the wrong restaurant.
The CIA had it surveilled.
Just routine.
Just to see who might turn up. Take a few photos as evidence.
[LAUGHTER]It was popular with foreigners,
diplomats, journalists...Spies.
Some fucking CIA stringer photographed us, turned it in.
Kovrin told us.
Every CIA phone in Beirut is bugged.
Word reached him
that this astonishing cargo was on its way to Dunn in Berlin.
So I had it intercepted, just in case.
Just as well.
It was, as the saying has it, dynamite.
It was to be delivered to Simon Haldane.
He came to Berlin that night from London, specially.
It would be delivered to him incognito.
Who put the envelope in my tray?
Brotherton?Yes.
Brotherton had no idea what it was.
He's our "useful idiot," Brotherton,
as the phrase has it.
I just told him what to do. You needn't worry about him.
Why did Simon Haldane try and kill me?
Well...
you, on the other hand, are not an idiot.
We couldn't be sure you hadn't checked the contents
of the envelope you were delivering.
It was just good procedure.
"Good procedure."
Twenty-four hours.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING, DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
What the fuck is going on, Scott?
Have a look at that.
Jesus Christ.
That's Victor Kovrin.With your two chums.
I must admit I always thought you were the traitor.
Turns out it was your boss.
My God.
What's going to happen to him?My money's on suicide.
He can't defect, can he?
His dear friend Kovrin is in the same pile
of steaming horseshit he is.
Cheerio.
SEVERINE: You trust me again?
SCOTT: Does anyone trust anyone?
SEVERINE: I found a man who can lead me to Udo Hoff.
SCOTT: Well, when you meet him,
make sure you bring me with you.
[EXHALES]
[IN GERMAN]
[WHIRRING]
[IN GERMAN]
[BARKING]
[WOMAN SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[MAN SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
[ENGINE SPUTTERING]
[IN GERMAN]
[SONG IN GERMAN]
[MAN SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
Ulrike!
[IN GERMAN]
Elisa!
[IN GERMAN]
Elisa![IN GERMAN]
[WOMAN SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
Kovrin.
Mr. Scott.
Good morning!
This will be a famous day.
Well, you must be very proud.
I have something to show you.
What can you have to show me, Mr. Scott?
It's over.
We won. The game is over.
I have the photograph.
I don't know what you're talking about.
The photograph from Beirut.
You are a demented man, Mr. Scott.
You should take
good care of yourself.
[CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]