All language subtitles for Assignment K 1968 ★ Stephen Boyd★ Full Movie HD

- Hello,

- This small tape machine will fit

all dollies all over the world,

- What do they retail at?

- Also in English.
- Hello darling,

I'm glad you're home.

- Here we have retail, also wholesale.

Also the doll has 12 wonderful outfits,

totally fitted with zippers and buttons.

- What'll they think of next year?

May I take a sample? Howsco Toys.

- Of course sir, you
like another outfit too?

- Personally, I find zippers
and buttons a damn nuisance.

- I just sold 500 or so.
It's Philip Scott.

- Who?
- Oh, Howsco.

A very important client,
excuse me Heinrich.

- Why do we never get clients like that?

- No Erika, we have
some very nice clients.

- If you like bald heads, bull necks

and gold teeth, yes Heinrich.

- May I have some brochures please?

- Yes.
- Thank you.

- May I?
- Please.

A perfect scale model of
the 1963 Cooper, you see-

- Oh, don't try and
tell him about Coopers.

Philip Scott used to race that very car.

- Hello Kramer.

- Oh forgive me, Herr Scott.

I didn't recognize you.

- Why should you, it was way back.

- Miss the track, hmm?
- Only sometimes.

- Have you visited our stand?

- My first call.

- Good, then you have seen
our new mechanized toys.

Perfect in every detail,
and our junior computer,

now there is a marvel.

- Mm, not bad.
- Ah, not bad?

You know what I just
sold to South America?

Come on, I show you the order.

- Another time Otto, I
have to call my office.

- So use my phone and I give you a drink.

- On your phone I can't tell them

how outrageous your prices are.

- What did they quote you?

- They didn't, I'm just playing it cool.

- It's a pleasure
to see you again, Phil.

What about we dine tomorrow night, hmm?

- Thanks, I'm off to
Kitzbuhel in the morning,

gonna exercise a new group of muscles.

- Oh so tonight, the Piroska,
I'm taking the Herschels.

She is pretty.

- Oh, the underhand way
you do business, ah.

- so fine.

good,
yeah, yeah, so is this good,

- Taken three hours ago.

I tell you again, this man is an agent.

Furthermore, he runs his own unit,

quite independent of British
or West German intelligence.

- Are you sure of this?

- I don't fly to Munich
on fantasies, Kurt.

- I mean that he's the same man.

- I should know, I've been
tailing him for four months.

- Yes, I remember
that, German Grand Prix.

- Press shot four years ago.

Superficial burns, broken
ribs, hasn't raced since.

- He thinks what he's doing now is safer?

- A safer image, yes.

There's something psychologically
unsuspect about toys.

- And he has four months' observation

and seven hours of film to prove it.

- That's why I ask-

- This man is an intelligence agent.

I want every move he makes
checked and double-checked.

- All right, all right.
- Anyone he speaks to, check.

If he goes to the toilet, vet the system.

If he even raised his
hat to anyone, check.

Sooner or later he's
going to get careless.

- Does he suspect anything?

- He doesn't even know we exist.

Let's just keep it that way.
- Right.

- Not you Hal, you have 20
minutes to get me to the airport.

- But for you Philip,
the most interesting side

to our junior computer is that so far,

no one has the English
manufacturer license.

Now, who else would I rather give it to?

- I appreciate this Otto,
but first my partner

would have to-
- Oh Toni, Mrs. Peters.

- Erika hello, Heinrich.

- Where have you two been hiding?

- Kitzbuhel, and I still feel I'm on skis.

- I hope you left the snow in good shape.

- Oh I'm sorry, Mr. Scott, Mr. Kramer.

Antonia, Mrs. Peters.

- So skiing, yeah?

- Yes, I'm going back
tomorrow, please sit down.

- Well now, aren't you going
to Kitzbuhel, my friend?

- By the sheerest good luck.

I hope I see you there.

- Well, you certainly won't see me.

I'm staying right here
in a quiet beauty salon.

Getting rid of my apres-ski,
apres chocolate gateau.

- Mother, we really shouldn't leave Fritz

sitting all by himself.

- Antonia,
well.

- Let's get
together when you get back.

- Love to.

- We met them on a
winter cruise last year.

- And now, if I may speak

of our transistorized flying saucers.

- Pause it on flying saucers.
- Erika.

- Has it occurred to you
that just once this evening

Mr. Scott might like to dance?

- I thought you'd never ask, may I?

- Of course.
- Hmm, women.

- Poor Mr. Scott, how can
I brighten your evening?

- I'd say it was poor Frau
Herschel, I can't dance.

- Frau Herschel is Heinrich's mother.

I'm Erika, and you dance
better than Heinrich.

Do you speak German?

- Enough, I can just about
ask for the things I want.

- Such as?

- Such as, tell
me about Antonia Peters.

- Her mother is the widow
of a shipping magnate.

She's rich, single,
selective, but Swedish.

- Why but?

- Well, you know what
they say about the Swedes?

- They say so many things.

- You will report when you
come back from Kitzbuhel,

Mr. Scott.
- Round by round.

Incidentally, Mr. Scott is my father.

- Thank you, Philip.

Now I try to stop the business
chat by telling Heinrich

I'm pregnant or something.

- They're all the very finest sir,

but these are even more finest, plastic.

- At these prices they should be gold.

- What can one do?

Materials go up, prices
go up, everything's go up.

Ah Dr. Spiegler, good morning.

- Good morning.
- Please go ahead.

- Thank you, some sleds for my children.

- Thank you.

- Other places may have better skiers,

but Kitzbuhel has the prettiest.

- I'm glad to hear it.

- It's good for my business, you know?

Pretty girls ski by, the men turn to look,

and

- Hey.
- Yes?

- Is this yours?
- Oh oh, thank you, thank you.

By your permittal, I have a pair of these.

Not the most expensive but very good.

And don't listen to him, he
just likes to live in luxury.

- Thanks for the advice.

- So you take the plastic, okay?

- No, I take these.

- Maybe one day he breaks a leg.

- Very important for skiing

is to bend your knees and your ankles.

Sticks are backwards.

First we try the snowplow,
this is the position.

Ski points together, edges turned inward.

Please David, start.

- Okay, you're present at a
great moment in American skiing.

- Good luck David.

- What'd I do wrong?
- Almost everything.

- I'm next.

- Only for the
turn, you put your weight

on the right or the left ski.

That's good, don't lean
back, that's very good.

Now we do a schluss, then a snowplow,

and for the last, a small turn.

George, try it please.

- Well, goodbye kids,
oh, yodel-ay.

Oh, that's not quite right is it?

- Bad luck, old chap.

- You have hurt yourself?

- It's all right, it's not
my snogging arm.

- Perhaps you
should go to the clinic.

- What, on my travel allowance?

Good, good, bravo.

- Herr Doctor,

- Go in, please.

- Can you get your jacket off?

- Oh sure Doc it's, it's
nothing very dramatic.

I think it's only a sprain,

but they insisted I had it looked at.

- Move your fingers.

No need for plaster, a bandage will do.

- Oh good, I thought this was gonna cost

the rest of my loot.

- It's only the rich arms
we take the loot from, Mr.-

- Innis, George Innis.

- And that loot pays for
my real work, the children.

- I can't see to get on
with those skis I hired.

I'm told Innsbrooker Sport
make a very good one.

- Oh, I prefer Fairlove,

not the most expensive but very good.

- Next year I may buy a pair.

- Perhaps I should plaster
your arm, hold that please.

I'm developing a new treatment

for certain kinds of paralysis,

controlled by a version
of electromyography

for nerve reactivation.

Some of the children are
responding quite spectacularly,

cases they thought permanently crippled.

And children are our
only hope for the future,

don't you think Mr. Innis?

- All the better to hack you with my dear.

- Oh.
- You're a bit batty-

- We got one.
- Now, that's your trouble.

- We've got a honey, have we got one.

- Yeah, well keep it clean.

We don't wanna shock the customs.

- I'm sorry.

- So full already, I'll
find a table, come.

- Oh sorry, well hello, Ms. Peters.

Philip Scott, we met in Munich, Piroska?

- Oh of course, with the Herschels.

We seem to belong to the same jet set.

- In that case, maybe we
can have dinner sometime.

- Are you here alone?
- Completely.

- Oh, you won't be long in Kitzbuhel.

- I am tonight.

- Tonight we're off to
Innsbrook for a concert.

- It's great music, Innsbrook.

- But you must join our
party are another evening.

- Or perhaps some evening
when you party's busy?

- Toni, I found a table
but you lose your chair.

- Nice to meet you again, Mr. Scott.

- Oh, are those postcards yours, sir?

Well you're just in time.

Maggie was about to read them.

- I was not! You're really evil.

- Hello

- We're just waiting for the
freight train to go through.

- Oh, hello.

- How was the concert?
- Wrong night.

Rolf had the dates mixed.

- Silly old Rolfy.

Well where is he, then?

Don't tell me he's been exiled.

- They're down
at the swimming pool.

- Oh-oh, here we go.

- Do you think it has broken down?

- Probably, people sometimes
swing up here for days.

If it turns into an all-nighter,

I can offer you a cigarette,
brandy, air sick pills.

- You've obviously swung here before.

- Ms. Peters,
if we ever get out

of this hellhole, will
you dine with me tonight?

- If I get outta this by tonight,

I'm going to the ski fest.

- With lucky old Rolfy?
- With lucky old Rolfy.

- Yuck, okay, cocktails
at the Wieder Reisch.

- Getting my hair done.
- Tea?

- At the pool.

- Hey.

Hey oh, whoo!

- Great little athlete that, great.

- He's also torch skiing
in the fest tonight.

- Naturally.

- He's an attractive, undemanding escort.

- Well he isn't the one, where's
the demanding one hiding?

- Nowhere and everywhere,
he hasn't appeared yet.

- Suppose he appeared
at the ski fest tonight.

Where would he find you?

- Watching Rolfy.

Really exciting, isn't it?

- Yes, but which torch is the Rolfy?

- You are not viewing this
with the proper enthusiasm.

I think you're jealous.

- I'm not jealous, but it isn't easy

with a counter attraction on my side.

- Well, your counter attraction
is slowly turning blue.

She could do with some
of that emergency brandy.

- A better idea, you'll
have a nice steaming mug

of emergency blue wine.

- But what about Rolf?

- He's doing a great job.

We'll bring him a yumping
hot yug of it too.

- What?

You do realize, of course,
that blue wine can be bought

in any one of those lights down there.

- Ah, but for you it must be the best,

and the best blue wine is
bought at that light up there.

Wait for us.

- You will be long?
- No.

- So, this is where you bring them.

- Only those who like good blue wine.

- the
best blue wine in Kitzbuhel.

Good night, Mr. Scott.

- Thank you Peter, prost.

- I apologize for doubting you.

- You didn't expect any blue wine?

- I'm a naturally curious person.

- About?
- Who, what, why?

- Who? I'm in the toy business.

What, which what?

- What sort of person is disguised

under your instant charm?

- Oh, sort of childish, I suppose.

Before I started playing with
toys, I used to race cars.

Gave that up, scared the hell outta me.

- I like you.
- Thank you very much.

- You're refreshingly honest.
- Probably the blue wine.

- Not only charming, but disarming.

- I'll drink to that.
- Skoal.

- Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, like
they do it in Sweden.

- Well I haven't seen it done yet,

but I can hardly wait to introduce it.

- We mustn't forget Rolf's wine.

- We mustn't? All right then.

Peter?

- Also, I really should end up

with the party I started with.

- And the same mouth?
- Yes.

- Peter?
- Yes, Mr. Scott?

- I want a large jug of blue wine

to take, understand?

- Of course Mr. Scott,
I'll bring it right away,

So, so, so fast.
- It's been a great evening.

- Great, except it would
never have ended like this

in a Swedish film.
- Oh, ha ha ha.

- To winter sports.

"Kitzbuhel? Yeah, I spent
a year there one day."

- Well don't be polite,
anytime you want to retire.

Could have phrased that
differently, could I?

- You know what we've been doing all day?

- Horse skiing, snow cycles, ice hockey.

- We've just been busy
keeping ourselves busy.

- Of course, if we kiddies stop playing,

we might start growing up and
getting ourselves involved.

What's the matter?

- I've just had the most
terrible growing pain.

- You fool, where?
- Here.

I'm not gonna tell you where, feel.

Notice anything?
- Probably indigestion.

- Oh, it's the most worrying thing

that's ever happened to me.

Toni I'm committed, involved, in love.

- What, in 24 hours? You
hardly know me, I'm horrible.

- I don't have to know your
brothers or your sisters,

the way you get your hair done,

what your father has for breakfast.

- Philip, I wouldn't.
- Shut up.

Just you being you makes me
want to sing and I can't sing,

compose a poem and I can't write.

Finish my dinner and I can't eat.

- Poor darling Philip.

Is this how you got your dimple?

- Three hours every evening.

- The only thing I can
prescribe for your symptoms,

is some more of that delicious blue wine.

- To hell with the blue wine.

- Oh no, no.

- Ooh.
- Pardon me.

- Entirely my fault.

The skier.
- Good morning.

- How are they?
- You're a great picker.

- I'd say we both were.

Happy skiing, friends.
- Goodbye.

- Help, did you see an Englishman?

Tall, green anorak, with
a girl, blonde girl.

Silver ski suit.

- Ah the girl, also tall?
- Yeah, yeah.

- They took the Streifalm run.

- Give me some skis.

- Philip, Philip!

- Philip, Philip, Philip!

- Did you call, Madam?

- You know perfectly well I called.

I'm not good enough for these tricks.

- Neither am I.

I'm just trying to
replace Rolf in your life.

- Oh, Rolf used to carry
me when I was tired.

- Is that so?
- Yes.

- Oh!

- Oh no Philip, no, ow!

- We could start an avalanche that way.

- Philip, we really can't do this on skis.

- You'll be surprised
what can be done on skis.

- Oh no, you must be joking.

- Okay, I'll race you to the blue wine.

I'll give you 15 yards' start.

- What, at this hour?

- Heaven forbid
I've fallen for a rule maker.

- Well according to the rules,

I'm only supposed to fall
for the ski instructor.

- I'm feeling very generous
today, this is about 20.

- Philip?

I thought you'd fallen down
a crevasse or something.

- Okay, back to your starting post.

- What's the matter?

- I just remembered, I
promised to call London.

- Oh you type, couldn't you
carry a phone on your hip?

- Now you know what to get
me for Christmas, come on.

- And maybe a dance on skis.

- Porter please, 309, and my bill.

- Philip, there's nothing wrong, is there?

- Yes, I'm just realizing
business was invented

to get in the way of-
- Winter sports?

- Why don't you come too?

- All these tycoon decisions,

a lady can't make up her mind that fast.

- All right, come tomorrow.

London swings in the winter.

- I'm not sure I want to swing.

I'll wait here and get my breath back.

- Your taxi's here, Sir.
- Thank you.

I'll call you every evening,
try to persuade you.

- Right here at cocktail time.

- A tin of Weisswurstl, please.

- Kilo?
- Please.

- Something else? All right sir, thanks.

Right, sir.

- Mr. Scott, good afternoon.

- Amy.
- Mr. Scott's back.

- Bob?
- Oh, he's down

in the workshop Mr. Scott,
shall I tell him you're here?

- Please, and ask
the works manager to come up.

- Yes, of course.

- Welcome back.
- Hello Estelle.

Any chaos?
- Not really.

Nothing that can't wait till tomorrow.

Coffee, or would you
prefer something stronger?

- No, that's great.

- It's just those, I've
dealt with everything else.

I think these two are personal.

- Now why would you think that?

- Unless you're dealing with firms

who use Miss Dior and Arpege.

- Estelle, you have an
over inquisitive nose.

Try on a duty-free smell.

- Now I feel terrible.
- Good.

What time's my Board of
Trade appointment tomorrow?

- It's in your diary, 11:00.

- I said first thing tomorrow.

- Yes, so did I.

Apparently they're full up to 11:00.

- We'll get them to switch someone.

Tell them it's urgent.
- Right, sorry.

- Well, you obviously didn't
think much of Kitzbuhel.

- Too crowded, you got my cable?

- About Kramer? Yes.
- Well?

- Well, you've seen the damn computer.

- Forget the computer.

Loden and Herschel,
transistorized flying saucers.

- And we dropped ours.

- We still have the design,

theirs can't be here before Easter.

We can still market before them.

- Easter?
- Yeah?

Oh Joe.
- Hello Mr. Scott.

- Take a look at that.

- Excuse me Mr. Scott,
the Board of Trade says

everybody's appointment is urgent,

but they're calling me back.

- Right, but keep at them.

How soon can we get a rough mold, Joe?

Our old design's priority.

- Well I suppose if we
work through tonight-

- That's great, gives
me a chance to unpack.

Thanks, can you see yourself out?

- Yes?

- I hope you weren't in your bath.

Her Majesty's civil service
have come to heel, 9:15.

May I go home now? I smell delicious.

- How many sir?
- Four, super.

- Anything else sir?
Oil, water, antifreeze?

- Nothing thanks, sorry it's a large one.

- That's all right.

As long as the print's not still wet.

There we are, eight.

Now what do we got here?

17 and six, a pound, that little lot.

- Thank you.

- Thank you very much, sir.

Hello, hello.
- Good morning.

- Now what can we do for you, love?

- Half a pint please.
- What, no eggs today?

- On the dot.

If all my contacts were businessmen-

- Coming from the appeals
board, I'm touched.

- Do sit.

Ever since they built that new
skyscraper on the South Bank,

we've become rather telescope prone,

and I rather resent having my lips read.

I gather there's some urgency.

- I gather you asked me
to help because there was.

- Well, you were asked to
help because our departments

were getting nowhere, and they'd lost six

good operators in the process.

- Well they can relax now, can't they?

- If that's what I hope it is.

- It is, full specification
down to the last fuse.

- Magnificent.
- Yes, great.

Now we have their missile tracker

and they probably have ours,

so we can both make each other's.

- You know, ever since I
took over this department

18 months ago, the file of an
agent known only as Mercury

fascinated me more than all
the others put together.

No mention of your field
methods, no questions asked,

but four spectacular
results, and now this.

- Don't think we didn't
have our problems too.

Nothing major.
- A leak?

- One casualty, someone
we were using for this-

- It could still be a leak.
- It wasn't.

He wasn't part of my regular unit.

- Don't start taking chances, Philip.

I've seen it happen, people
getting too sure of themselves.

You're much too important to us, you know.

- I'll probably survive you,

sitting up here feeding your ulcers.

- Yes, it is a bit
soul-destroying, isn't it?

Yes, sometimes I wish I
were back in the field.

At least one was doing
things, meeting people.

- Which reminds me I'd,
I'd like someone screened.

- Female, I suppose.

Still worried you might
talk in your sleep?

- This one's Swedish and rather special.

- I thought the Swedes
were always neutral.

- We have to give
security something to do.

- Hi.

I thought I wasn't gonna make it.

- Me too, I almost changed
my mind the last moment.

- Why?
- Well, ski holiday,

shipboard romances, when
the suntan wears off.

- Doesn't have to, I have a sun lamp.

Furthermore, you've probably landed

the best Bloody Mary mixer in town.

Two to one, plenty of lemon,
spiced pepper and loads of ice.

Impossible not to like.

- I like this hotel you booked for me.

- The service is highly personal.

- Do you suppose they treat
all the guests the same way?

- The management is
prepared to offer this guest

a permanent suite.

- It's a long time, permanent.

- That'd give us time to
move some of your luggage.

- I'm usually quite untidy.

You realize I have to fix my face again.

- It looks delicious unfixed.

- I can't go to dinner unfixed.

- Did I say we'd go to
dinner? I must've been mad.

- Yes, yes.

How do they dress at
Annabel's, up or down?

- A little of both, mostly up.

- How's this?

- Doesn't go with the dressing gown.

- I won't be wearing it
with the dressing gown.

- Well, how can I tell?

- Philip, we'll
never get to Annabel's.

- Oh, I think we'll manage it somehow.

- Oh, I think you have

a thing about couches.
- No, just about you.

- Mm.

- Hello?
- Sorry, this is the au pair.

No one is at home.

- It's only a rush pressing
of course, but it all works.

Two ordinary 1.5s.
- Well that's marvelous.

Well how soon Joe? I mean
finish, mold, and in production.

- We'll need a first
pressing of at least 10,000.

- Thought you might like
these to catch the mail.

- The pressing's no trouble,
but all this transistor wiring-

- We'll subcontract out, you
do the assembly, that's all.

- Oh well then, no problem.

- Oh, and the Board of Trade called,

a Mr. Harris would like to
see you at 9:00 tomorrow.

- Now what haven't we done?

- Oh, it's probably
about the Kramer license.

Thanks Estelle, you can wrap up now.

- I had,

- I've already filled in seven forms.

- I shouldn't worry, they
probably found an eighth.

Exchange, this is 234960,
calling Belgravia 3329.

- Mr. Scott's residence, hello Mr. Scott.

Trying to see my suntan doesn't fade.

Where are you? How can you be in your car?

- It's more
of that tycoon stuff.

One step before the phone on my hip.

Subject to traffic, I'll
be home in half an hour.

- Well you just hang up,

and put both hands back on that wheel.

I do too, mm.

- Toni? I see it's been
a busy day on the couch.

Yes.

- Good evening, Mr. Scott.
- Who is this?

- My name is Smith,

but that won't mean a great deal to you.

- Well, what can I do for you Mr. Smith?

- Oh, there's quite a lot
you can do for me, Mr. Scott.

But for the moment, let's
just discuss Ms. Peters.

She won't of course be available tonight.

And tomorrow, well
tomorrow's rather up to you.

- Look, this is a pretty
sick kind of joke-

- Mr. Scott, I abhor people
who play telephone jokes.

In fact, telephones can cause

a great deal of unnecessary trouble.

That's why I suggest for Ms. Peters' sake

that you don't use yours.

Just leave the next move to me, hmm?

- Not like you to be
late, you had me worried.

- I'm moved by your concern.

You made the time, I
had to try to find it.

- Something worrying you, Philip?

- If there was I'd tell
you, you sent for me.

- Yes, would you like to sit down?

- Not unless you think I should.

- Well, I rather wish you were in

a better mood for this Philip.

However, I reported your success to K,

and naturally he's as delighted as I am.

Only we are both very much concerned

at your losing one of your people.

- I've already told you-

- He was a oncer, I
know, but oncer or not,

this is the first time that
your outfit has run into trouble

of this kind and it
could point to a serious-

- I repeat, there was
no leak in my outfit.

Is this why you called me here?

- K has asked me to run a complete check

on all your operatives.

- You can't be serious.

- You say there was no leak.

Well maybe you're right, but
we must be certain, Philip.

Surely you can see that
your connections with us,

though they may be far removed,
could seriously threaten-

- Listen, you know my
arrangement, so does K.

No questions, no names.

It's my outfit, not the department's.

You either go on trusting
us or stop using us,

it's as simple as that.

- Yes, I rather expected that.

In fact, I told K that would
probably be your answer.

- You can also tell him this.

I built my outfit on a promise, no names.

No names ever, that's
why they work for me.

That's how we get results, and
that's how it's gonna stay.

- Don't you want to hear about Ms. Peters?

Security has given her
a complete clearance.

- Oh thanks, not that it matters anymore.

I've lost interest.

- Mr. Scott?
- Yes.

- Thought it was you, sir.

Gentleman left this for you.

- When was this?

- Well, just
after you come in, sir.

Must have practically
pulled up behind you.

- Good morning, sir.
- Morning.

- Can I get you something?

- It's a bit early isn't it?

Make it a whiskey.
- Yes sir.

- Hello Philip, how's that for service?

Sorry I'm late. I hope you
haven't been waiting long.

- Few minutes, like a drink?

- Vodka straight, frozen.

- So what's the next move, Ms.-

- Martine, and the next
move is to have my vodka.

- Who should we drink to, Mr. Smith?

- He asked me to apologize
for not being here,

but he's left the arrangements to me.

Astonishing good luck.

Actually, Ms. Peters is very excited

at the idea of seeing you.

- So let's go.

- Oh, but there's time
to finish your drink.

- I finished.
- My, what a quick drinker.

- Look, the sooner we get-
- You all right?

- Not that, oh.

- Welcome back.
- What?

Martine, I presume.
- Who else?

Shall I light you a cigarette?

- No spoiling me.

- Just normal passenger comforts.

I used to be an air hostess.
- First class or economy?

- He's a funny man.

- I don't suppose my promise
not to look would get this off.

- Sorry, you'll just have
to remember me as I was.

- We've landed.

Unfasten your straps, please.

- Is that him?
- That's him.

- Good, must have all
gone nice and smoothly.

Yes?

- All right?
- Yes, bring him in.

Ah, good morning Mr. Scott.

- I know the voice, I
can't place the face.

- I'm sorry we had to be
somewhat melodramatic.

At least there wasn't violence.

I hate violence, Mr. Scott.

The real professional
works only with his brain.

It's only the amateur
who resorts to violence.

- Let's cut the footwork,
what do you want?

- Hmm?
- What do you want?

- The names of your people in Munich.

- Do you really
think I'd divulge that,

knowing what would happen to them?

- My dear fellow, let us consider

what might happen to Ms. Peters.

- Same as happened to Dr. Spiegler?

- Oh poor old man, but he
was trying to warn you.

It was the quickest and easiest way.

- It's the amateur's way.

- There'd be no easy way for Ms. Peters.

- Okay, let's get this straight.

Naturally I'm fond of Ms. Peters,

but no more than half a dozen other girls.

- Well, my dear fellow, it's
up to you, I hate force.

- Then let the girl
go, she's not involved.

- That's what we're in the
process of finding out.

Still, what might or might
not happen to Ms. Peters

doesn't really concern you, does it, hmm?

A shade too much
vermillion, would you say?

Anyway, you still have your
other half dozen girls.

- What if I agreed?

- Then our interest in
both of you would cease.

You would be useless to your
own people, and harmless to us.

- There's a corpse in the
snow with a hole in his back.

- Oh come Mr. Scott,
you're a professional.

You know perfectly well that
real agents are seldom armed.

The last thing they want is to
draw attention to themselves.

You, for example.

- I'd like to see Ms. Peters.

- Of course my dear fellow, Hal.

You'll find her in
excellent shape physically.

Now mentally, quite naturally
she is a little apprehensive.

- Ms. Peters.

- Are you all right?

- What's happening, Philip?
- The window.

- Mr. Scott and I are working
on a business agreement.

It shouldn't take much longer.

- If I agree, there's a condition.

- My dear fellow, you
are hardly in a position-

- Well, I must say-
- Shut up.

Take her out.

- Come on dear, the main bout's over.

- Don't Philip, please.

- In our business, one shouldn't get

too involved with a woman.

As a hobby, this is much safer.

- I can't tell you the names

because I don't know them myself.

I have contact with one man,

and he passes his
instructions to the others.

- I see, and he is?

- I said I had a condition.

- Yes, but somehow you never
got round to naming it.

- May I sit?
- My dear fellow.

- Don't worry, I've had my workout.

When I leave here, Ms.
Peters goes with me.

- That's an interesting idea.

- You let her go too, they'll both skip.

- My dear Hal, Mr. Scott
knows only too well

how easily we could frame him
with West German security,

and how quickly we could
deal with Ms. Peters.

- I won't skip.
- Of course not.

And the lady's presence
will be your best reminder.

Now, your contact's name.

- I know him only by
his code name, Almanac.

When I wanna contact him,

I communicate through a third party.

- And then you and your contact meet

at some pre-arranged place?
- Yes.

- The third man who fixes it.

- He's just a post office,

doesn't even know who gets the messages.

- All very prudent and conventional.

Your contact knows the others, of course.

- Only the person immediately under him.

That way, if the link breaks
we have maximum security.

Beyond that, I presume they
use the same method themselves.

- You presume? This is your
organization, isn't it?

- Yes, and when it works successfully,

I don't ask questions.

- Let me ask you one,
the jackpot question.

If nobody knows anybody, to
whom does the cell report,

if something happens to his
superior, you Mr. Scott?

- They don't know me.
- They must know someone,

they're an organization.
- You asked me for names,

I've given you one.

- Almanac, right.

You'll fly to Munich tomorrow morning.

You'll arrange a meeting with your contact

at 9:30 tomorrow night,
at your usual nightclub.

You'll identify him by
removing your wristwatch,

winding it, and replacing it again.

You will tell your contact to meet you

outside the back entrance
15 minutes later.

- And then?

- Then you'll return to your room

and wait for further instructions.

- My deal was, I'd put-
- If you gave us

the information, correct?

But if Mr. Almanac should
prove difficult to persuade,

one of the other cells may
want to contact you, Mr. Scott.

- They wouldn't know me if they saw me.

- That's what we're going to find out.

- Whatever it is you're doing,

I only hope it's worth
risking your life for.

- Toni, darling Toni,
my life's not in danger,

just in a slight mess.

I'm only sorry that
someone I really care about

has been drawn into it.

- I never had to worry
about anyone before.

People didn't seem that
important until now.

- It's a shock, isn't it?

Values change quite suddenly.

For the first time you begin to wonder

if what you're doing is worth it.

- And is it? If we are
going to Munich because-

- Because you've tangled with a toy tycoon

whose got some dreary contracts to sign.

I'd understand if you decided not to come.

- What sort of person would I be?

Philip, they were vicious people,
how much are you involved?

Is it money, do you need money?

If it's money, I could give you some-

- I know you, I know you could,

but I don't, and I'm
about to get uninvolved.

- Honest?
- Honest.

- Coffee?
- No thank you.

- More coffee?
- No thank you.

- This is your captain speaking.

We are now passing over
the Eifel Mountains.

To your left is the famous
racing circuit, the Nurburgring.

We expect to land in
Munich 12:40 local time,

which is one hour ahead
of Greenwich Mean Time.

- Hello, you have been out for three days,

but you haven't missed anything.

The day nurse is cute, the
night nurse is a witch.

- Was it you who tried to help me-

- You were doing 130 when it happened.

And you know what? All predicted.

Sagittarius, December, at least the paper

said you were December.

"With a new moon on the 12th,

you should be advised
to watch your health,

and traveling should
be kept to a minimum."

Does it disturb you, my talk?

- What's your name?
- Paul, Paul Spiegler.

- Thanks Paul.

I know it sounds trite, but I-

- You know, there's also a
lot of dreck in this almanacs,

but true astrology is a science.

- Do you read teacups as well?

- Some people
study the sex life of fleas.

Others race cars, we all have our hobbies.

- I'm afraid I've had mine.

- You have another one,
talking in your sleep.

- Nothing too lurid, I hope.

- It was very interesting.

You said you were working
for British intelligence.

- Then according to spy law,

I should make a dive at that day nurse.

- Look wait, I'll get the nurse.

- It's all right.
- If I can press that button.

- As a matter of interest,
what is your horoscope advice?

- Throughout the months,

you should rest and relax.

I have some very good
contacts over the Wall,

if you ever needed them.

- So, we are taking notice at last.

Let's try and straighten those pillows.

Mr. Scott?
- Philip?

Philip, wake up darling.

Sorry I had to call you so early.

- I was beginning to
think you'd parachuted

out through the ladies.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

we are about to land at Munich.

- But it's beautiful.
- Good.

I'm glad you are impressed.

- Is that all sir?
- Oh yes.

Thank you.
- Thanks.

- And what's your room like?

- My room is for
when we're not speaking.

- Ah, that's what I call chivalry.

- Now, go put on your snow
shoes, we're going shopping.

- You don't waste any time, do you?

- I've wasted too much already.

We're gonna buy you a present.
- Philip.

- Hush woman, this astounding
offer may never be repeated.

- But darling you're
crazy, it will be a fortune.

- And now you're gonna buy me a present.

- Oh, not at these prices.

- A tin of Weisswurstl.

There's nothing to touch them in London.

- How do you survive?

- The lady is paying.
- Oh, 330, three marks, 30.

Anything else?
- I'm afraid not.

- Oh.
- The lady's a little short.

- Oh.

- Tell you what I'll do,
go Dutch treat on a coffee.

- Philip Scott, you're
an idiot and love you.

- Anything with your coffee?

- No thank you, I'm just
gonna play with my brooch.

- It's fine.
- What, no Weisswurstl?

Oh, they're wicked.
- With your waistline?

- You'd be surprised how it shows.

- Not when you're dressed.

- Philip, not in a crowded cafe.

- Obviously someone
you don't want to meet.

- What?
- I make the same look.

It says, "Oh no, not them.

They're such bores, and
how do I avoid them?"

- I don't think I can avoid this one.

A Swiss manufacturer, and
I'm afraid you're seeing him.

- Me?

- Hoping I'm gonna introduce you.

- Thank you,
but I have a collection

of bores of my own.

- Do you mind if I get it over?

- You do that.
- Just a quick hello.

- And I'll spend a quick penny.

- Hello, it's a long time since we met.

- At least 18 months.

- This is the first time I've been here.

- Oh, well Hilda and I
come here frequently.

- We can't talk here, meet
me outside the back entrance

in 15 minutes, damn it stopped.

- What sort of a job is this?

Your friend told me to bring a gun.

- Not here, back entrance.

- Is that you?

- No, don't kill him.

- Oh, there's nothing like
the night air to wake you up.

- Do you always like to wake
up before you go to bed?

- Depends on who I'm with.

- I asked for that.

- Besides which, I think cities
at night are fascinating.

- Especially the historic excavations.

- Well, if Madam is
unhappy with the itinerary.

- But she's more than
happy with the courier.

- So I'm about to show Madam
something really beautiful.

Theatinerkirche, started in 1663,

took over a hundred years to build.

It was painted by Antonio Zanchi.

- It's beautiful.

- Who was he?

- Nobody to lose sleep over.

He that dies pays all the
debts, he had many debts.

I thought the rule was we never met.

- I had to chance it.

The man at the bar this
evening, he's tailing me.

He's staying at my hotel, room 507,

registered as Hal Bergen.

There's an early flight
tomorrow, I have to be on it.

- And Bergen?

- Must not be allowed to call London.

- Is that all?

- Your father tried to
warn me at Kitzbuhel.

- He killed my father?

- 610 please.

- Here sir, there's a message.

- Thank you.

Our boring Swiss friend begs five minutes

to give me his competitive prices.

- Well, if you gotta
tycoon, you gotta tycoon.

- He's down on the bar.
Five minutes, do you mind?

- Of course not, as long
as you don't bring him up.

- You must be yoking.

- Drink?

- Let's cut the pleasantries.

- Your friend met with an accident.

You don't seem very concerned.

- It's an occupational hazard.

- The interesting thing is that
none of my people caused it.

- Look, the deal I-

- The deal was if the
gentleman proved difficult,

you would await further
orders, you're getting them.

For now we stay put till
your people contact you.

- You'll have a long wait, my friend.

- I hope not.

I don't think Ms. Peters would like that.

- Can't you people understand-

- That they won't?

So maybe it would be simpler
if you contacted them.

I'm sure you'll think of a way.

- One tycoon reporting back to base.

Toni, Toni, Toni?

- So much noise.

Oh mind your suit, I'm still wet.

- I love wet suits.

- It, is everything all right?

- Why shouldn't it be?
- You're trembling.

- With only a towel between
us, of course I'm trembling.

- Darling, I'm still soaking.

- That's why you have to be dried

like all the other household pets-

- No!
- In front of the fire.

- You're mad, you are mad.

Phillip darling, your troubles in London?

- They're all over.

We're flying back in the morning.

- Honest?
- Honest.

You can't wear a wet towel, woman.

You'll catch pah-nomia.

- Mr. Scott?
- Yes.

- May we have a word with you, please?

- Of course.

Better put something on,
there's two gentlemen coming in.

- Good morning.
- Now sir,

what can we do for you?
- Your passport please.

- What's this for?

- You were downstairs in
the nightclub last evening.

- That's right.

- You met a man called Franz Ulrich there?

- Who's Franz Ulrich?

- You were seen there with him.

- Oh him.
- That's right.

A few minutes after you spoke
to the man, he was shot dead.

So if you please Mr. Scott,
you will accompany us

to the headquarters and make a statement.

- There must be some mistake.

Mr. Scott was with me all evening.

- That's good, my colleague will stay

and take a statement from you too.

- We'll both got headquarters together.

- Unfortunately we
prefer separate versions

and impartial witnesses.

- Let's do what the man says, darling.

And remember, we don't
owe them our life stories,

just where we went and
what we did, that's all.

- Don't you see if they take him now,

our whole operation collapses?

Nobody's gonna contact him if the police-

- Here they come.

- Ah, hello Philip.

What's this? They're taking you away.

- Somebody was killed last
night, they wanna question me.

- You, why you?

When did this happen?
- About 9:30.

- In that case, Mr. Scott
won't be much use to you.

- Really?

- I met him and Ms. Peters
at the nightclub here

about 9:15 and we left together.

- And you are?
- Mr. Bergen, Hal Bergen.

You want to see my passport?

- Not yet sir, but it might help Mr. Scott

if you came along with us.

- Certainly, I'll just get my overcoat.

- Are you mad?

- Somebody's gotta get him out.

Stay outta sight, watch the girl.

I'll be in touch when it's all clear.

- But I don't understand.

- I'm putting you on the London plane.

- But Mr. Scott?

- He'll be sitting right with you.

- I'm not interested in how
it happened Kurt, it has.

You'd better leave Munich
before the inquest.

What time does his plane get in?

Oh, then we'll have to
move quickly, right.

Yes?

Philip Scott's in London.
- He's back?

- His plane landed over an hour ago,

so we've gotta get him fast.

- But I thought Hal
was taking care of him.

- Hal's dead, Blake, check
all the airport hotels,

the sort of place where he
could hold up indefinitely.

- Right.
- He won't use his own name.

Any couple that's registered after 9:30,

report in every hour.

- What about his office?
- The last place he'd go.

You go back to his house.

- Well, surely he wouldn't dare.

- Don't underestimate this
man's intelligence or his nerve.

Now move.
- Okay, okay.

- Report back as
soon as you're in position.

- Will do.
- Poor old Hal.

Never a dull moment, is there?

Shall I make you some more coffee?

- Nope.

- Funny you mentioning airport hotels.

I remember when I was an air hostess-

- Shut up.
- And a Merry Christmas

to you too.

- Pull the curtains.

- Philip, being frightened
about something I know,

I can handle that.

But this way, when you
won't confide in me,

I don't know where to begin.

- You can begin by making
some nice strong coffee.

- Please Philip, no flip talk, not now.

I'm not questioning you,

what you've done or what you're doing.

I just happen to love you, I want to help.

- I know you do.

- Nothing's ever as bad if you share it.

- Funny, I never even wanted
to share anything before.

Now I wanna share everything,
especially the future.

- And the present?

- I'm gonna finish off the past.

Somewhere out there, sooner or later,

there'll be a man watching this house.

Now there's no danger, no problems.

He'll just be watching to
see if we come back here.

For a while, I want him
to think that we haven't.

You understand?
- No.

Do you really want some coffee?

- And a kiss, and naturally
you won't open the door

to anyone under any-
- But you'll be here.

- Until our friend shows up, yes.

Then I have to leave you for a while.

- I see.

- Darling, I'll be an hour at the most.

But that hour can clear
up this whole business.

There shouldn't be any phone
calls, but if it rings, let it.

- But if it's you?

- I'll call three times in succession.

The first call, I'll let it ring twice.

Next call three times, third call answer.

Can you remember that?

- He's there?
- Keep the coffee hot.

- Is it bad luck to say good luck?

- I had that when I met you.

- Well, you set us a nice
old task, I must say.

- But you did it.

- Child's play, only that when you said

phone box at the end of the
Mews, you didn't say which end.

There's one in the street behind-

- I'm sorry, the north.
- Don't worry.

We monitored both of them.
- It was a rush call.

I nearly missed a plane.
- Okay.

- Hello Ann, it's Sally here.
- Next.

- Ann?
- What happened?

We got cut off.

- Just reporting,
no sign of anyone yet.

How long do you want me to wait?

- Until further orders.

Check back every hour, or
better give me that box number-

- That's it.
- In case I need you.

- Take it back to to dialing.

- Well great.
- Set return dialing speed.

Harrow 3260, the winning combination.

- Oh, you're a bloody miracle man.

Can I use your phone
while you check it out?

- Indeed chap, I can
even offer you a drink.

- I'd rather have that address.

- Express priority.
- And you needn't monitor

this number, it's my own.
- Yes, we already have that.

All right chaps, play time's
over, back to work, mm-hmm.

- There you are, Elm
House, Heath Drive, Harrow.

Which shall it be? Having trouble?

- Bastards.
- Anything I can do?

- Yes, I need a car.
- We'll fix it.

Special boys can't help?
- Not now.

Wait a minute.
- Hmm?

- That signal unit, last
year you were working

on a directional unit.
- The conversion job.

- Did it work out?

- My dear chap, everything here works out.

It's bulletproof, naturally.

As a matter of fact, a
child of 10 could work it.

Not that I'm suggesting it for Christmas,

because once the charge battery's in red,

if you slide that back,

you have a maximum of 10
seconds before blast off.

It's one of our more
sophisticated booby traps.

- All I need to know is
the signal activation.

- Yeah, you pull that
out, press right home,

and you can't get it out again.

It goes on beaming until the
Japanese transistors wear out.

And I better fit the charge
battery just in case.

- There won't be an in case.

- I hope not, or Harrow's
in for a noisy night.

- A stroll through Munich at midnight,

delightfully romantic
for our friend, and then?

- We went to the church.

- Where he spoke only to his maker.

- Look, I've already told you that-

- The only person he spoke
to was at the nightclub, yes.

Oh, you must try to be a little
patient with me, my dear,

as I'm being with you.

Now, the Belgravia love nest.

Everything that happened this morning.

And this man who was supposed to love you,

just left you there and
didn't say where he was going?

- He never told me anything.

- Do you think he's suspicious?

- How could he be?

- A remarkably
unpredictable man, our Mr. Scott.

- When you find him,
what's gonna happen to him?

- Well that's not your concern, my dear.

- I'd still be fascinated to know.

That's just a wrist, next
time I won't be so careful.

All right Toni, over here.

- Mr. Scott, we were
wondering where you were.

- Stay where you are.

Any moves, I'll tell you where.

Into the corner, you two over there.

- I hate bangs.

- An ex air hostess should
be used to emergencies.

Anyone else in the house?
- I don't think so.

- You'll find my car, a black
Hillman, up by the gate.

- Phillip-
- Go on.

- Is one permitted to ask what that is?

- A magic box, says,
"Having a wonderful time.

Wish you were here."

- It takes quite a while
to get a pinpoint fix

from one of those.

- So why don't we all sit
down quietly and wait.

Leave it!

Now right back, and I
wouldn't advise the window,

not if you want to finish that painting.

- Oh my dear fellow, you
know how I detest violence.

- Yes? Well keep trying.

That was Mr. Blake, he's
gonna keep on trying.

- Well old man, it looks
as though we're moving

toward the classical denouement.

- It would seem so.

- Only I wouldn't move
too quickly if I were you.

You might get a bullet in your back.

Just drop your gun, Mr. Scott.

- Please do what he says, Philip.

I'm sorry.

- You played it very well.

- Don't please, I wasn't playing.

- Stop this thing.
- It doesn't stop.

- Give me the key.
- I threw it away.

- Did you now?

Conrad, Martine, search him.

- Is this it?

- That, that isn't going to stop me.

- Get out!

- Philip!

Philip?

- Out, out.
- We'll get out, Philip.

- Out, out, let's get out.

Out of this.

Out, let's get out.

- Good morning.
- Out.

- Don't try and talk,
everything's all right.

And if you're good, we'll
even let you have some lunch.

- How is she, Ms. Peters?

- Oh she's fine, she came
and sat with you last night

before she left.
- Left?

- She had a few superficial
burns, but it was mostly shock.

- I have to get dressed.

- You're not going anywhere
for a few days, Mr. Scott.

- I have to use the phone.
- As soon as doctor says so.

Well all right, but you
can only stay for a minute.

- Hello Philip, they
wouldn't let us in before.

How do you feel?
- The way I look.

I want you to go to my house.

- Have done this morning.

Well, I thought someone
oughta stop the milk-

- Was Ms. Peters there?
- No.

No, the cleaner said that a car

called for her things yesterday.

- I see.

- Well, well, well you've
certainly been through it.

Papers are rather vague
about what happened.

Still, perhaps you don't seem like

talking about it much yet, hey?

- We have a new assignment
for you, Philip.

You'll find all the
data you need in there.

- I'm leaving college, Harris.

No more schoolboy
escapades, I've graduated.

- I don't understand.

- It's taken me a long time.

This is a job for loners,

people with no sense of
responsibility for anyone.

- I see, and you now feel that Ms. Peters

is your responsibility.
- Was.

But you stayed just long enough to show me

how ludicrously childish our business is.

- A necessary one, I'm afraid.

- Who are we kidding, Harris?

Grown men playing cops and robbers,

both sides against the middle.

We ever stopped any wars?

- And you're cutting off,
just like that.

- Just like that.

But I'm clearing out my desk first.

You read about the Harrow explosion.

- Last week.

- Hmm, it's the headquarters

of a special unit operating here.

This is a list of its members.

- I'll have a check made.

- The names are probably false,

but the descriptions might help.

The head of the group
I only knew as Smith.

Yes, Antonia Peters.

- The girl we had checked?
- The very same.

Strange, isn't it?

Well, that's about it.

Oh, would you give K a message for me?

Of course.
- Tell him he was right.

- That's all?
- He'll understand.

- Well, I don't.

There's evidently been some direct contact

between you and K, that's absolutely

against the regulations, if I'd known.

- You would have called Smith.

Process of elimination, Harris.

Apart from my own unit, only
you and K knew my identity.

Smith couldn't have learned
about me from my people,

or he wouldn't have wanted
their names from me.

- K could have talked
about you to the others.

- He didn't.

- Well, I deny it utterly, of course.

- I had a second copy of
that microfilm sent over.

We found the one you passed to K

had a number of slight alterations,

enough to change the
information completely.

- Oh come on now, Philip.

If that was so, K would've
taken action immediately.

- The other copy only arrived yesterday.

Now all that's left is for
the action to be carried out.

- By whom?

- What's the difference? Take you choice.

You won't need that now.

- No, I imagine not.

Phil, Philip, I was
forced into it, you know?

It was either that or-

- I had the same choice.

Where you and Smith boobed

was to think I'd choose the way you did.

Goodbye Harris.