All language subtitles for Game Set Match 12 London Match

I must go up to Imdra. She likes to be
read to while she's resting.

A little Goethe sends her straight to
sleep.

You

aren't telling

me what the bloody hell that was all
about.

What was all what about?

Don't you what -what me, Bernard. You
understand English.

What were you interrogating Walter
about?

Now, this Miller woman in Berlin came up
with two code names.

There is only one Fiona, I hope.

Have you spoken to anyone at Central
about this?

According to Dickie, it's shit -hitting
the fan time, and Dickie intends to be

as far away from the fan as possible.

I told him that somebody should be
checking this out with Stinnis. I mean,

is the point in debriefing a KGB
defector if you can't use him to cross

-reference? Apart from anything else,
it's the only way to be sure that

himself is genuine.

That's one half of what Dickie's afraid
of, that Stinnis may not be genuine.

Which makes something of a fool of his
German desk.

Or of me.

What happened to you in Berlin?

Didn't see her, did you?

It's Christmas.

Season of goodwill to all men and women.

Especially if they're the mother of your
progeny.

What about this chap, Stenius?

Oh, he's been locked up with a debrief.
Shrinks for two months. Come out with

bugger all.

He sent you chasing out to Berlin?

That was a one -off set up in advance.

He had to cash in on that one to keep us
all interested.

Silas.

He's sitting alone in one of those damp
holes in Berwick House.

With not too much smoked salmon or
stilton.

Where would you want him?

Oxford.

Glass houses, Bernard.

You might be thinking if there is a
second Soviet, it could be Brett

Everyone else will be thinking it's you.

I thought it only fair to let you know
that as from midnight, I'm officially

taking over the stimulus fund.

I intend that you should work alone with
me on the debrief and any consequential

material.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year tonight.

Didn't leave your name and number at the
lodge, did you?

The college would go bananas if they
thought I was being subsidized by HFG.

Look, I only ever agreed to be an ear to
the ground, you know.

Oh, I'm sure we wouldn't want to
jeopardize your career in any way.

So, is this defector of yours a
mathematician?

No.

Then what exactly am I meant to do with
him?

Give him the idea that he's being
seriously considered.

For a teaching post here in the
university.

In this age of unemployment?

Russian politics.

You could arrange for him to come to one
of these dress -up dinners you people

have. Trying to impress him, are you?

He's not unimpressive himself.

I expect you'd think this place is full
of spies.

The Oxbridge connection and all that.

I had an old roommate from university.
Ended up with your crowd, from what I

could gather.

I expect that's how I was picked up.

No, call Mackenzie.

It's Julian Mackenzie.

It doesn't ring a bell.

I shared a room for a year.

Spent all his bloody time rowing and
still ended up with a double first.

Yes, he was always volunteering me for
things I didn't want to do.

Do you think this place is full of
spies?

Wouldn't be much use to the Russians if
it was.

A lot of dusty old academia.

Except for the quantum leap, of course.

Quantum leaping where?

Laser technology for Star Wars.

Some of the research is going on here.

Hello.

Gloria Kent from the London office.

Lucky London office.

This way.

Can I leave him with you?

You can leave the girl as well if you
like.

It's all jigsaw stuff.

Sorry?

Star Wars research.

It's all broken up into hundreds of
small specializations.

Very few of the people involved ever get
to see the whole picture.

Is this my first day in the field?

Playing ball to a Russian spy.

You are entertaining.

Very important.

Foreign visitor.

You must be wondering why the great
brains of this country have a weakness

dressing up like little red riding hoes.

I think I shall sit in the libraries of
the city and write a book comparing the

medieval church to Marxist -Leninism.

Good.

Unlikely thesis.

Well, the best ones are.

He got the quest for pure Marxism.

Gain is greed.

Love is lust.

And beauty is vanity.

Communists give service to the state, as
Christians must give it to the church,

with humility and devotion.

And fear.

And Christians deny themselves all the
pleasures of this world to receive

in paradise.

And the communists?

If they work hard and deny themselves
the pleasures of this world to build up

better one, then after they die,

their children grow up in paradise.

God.

dialectical materialism.

Christ is Karl Marx.

The church is the party.

The elect is the proletariat.

And the second coming is the revolution.

How do heaven and hell fit into all
that?

Heaven is a socialist millennium.

And hell is the punishment of
capitalism.

You cream teeth.

Who's going to be my daughter?

I'll see if I can find our drivers.

They won't want to miss their tea.

Thank you.

One driver, Miss Kent.

The other man is my jail.

Let's just call him a bodyguard, in case
your own side catches up with you.

Barrick House is not exactly my idea of
western decadence.

We found you, Miller woman.

Mine.

You made her arrangements for the drop
before you came to Mexico City two

ago.

She was the one who was handling my
wife's material in London.

Only she was working with two codenames,
is that you?

No.

So, second codename has to mean a second
source of material.

I'm trying to convince yourself there's
another Soviet agent deeply embedded in

your British way of life.

Second codename.

Could refer to whatever you called
Oxford in Mexico.

I take it there's one reason why we're
here today.

Oxford is a commercial transaction.

There's no company.

An East German company buying laser
technology for pop concerts from a

company.

Well, you didn't volunteer that
information to your Barrick House

I didn't ask.

You know the name of the company here in
Oxford?

Get me out of Barrick House.

I'll tell you the name.

Who said anything about going back to
Barrick House?

It's a service flat in London.

It was a pretty young housekeeper.

I told you you'd be facile.

Bear helmet.

Research establishment.

Contacts inside the university.

Work on a defense contract.

For the Americans.

Specialists working on Star Wars.

They volunteer that information because
they think this technology should be

shared.

It's the most important source of
technical material we have.

Your wife is in charge of it.

And I imagine she will have someone here
to watch this end of the operation.

unfair to sing it.

The address checks out with the Ministry
of Defense.

Laser research under heavy security.

But all low -key, so as not to frighten
sensitive academic minds.

You're going to take two break -in boys
and have a look at their communications

records.

Break -in?

But this is Home Office territory,
Brett.

It's an M .I. fire job. They'll be
cutting our legs off if we go clog

in there.

I don't intend that you should clod up,
Bernard.

I have a probe to go in with you. And a
safe breaker.

You go in with them.

You look at that stuff yourself.

You're a keeper for the evening.

Who is it?

MI5 file on Oxford security.

You're back in the field, Bernard.

Will you always want her to be?

It's a gopher's job, Brett. And ten
years and a bloody slammer if anyone

us up.

You're to make the assessment.

I don't want any second -hand opinions,
okay?

Evening, Mr. Charlton.

You're both back in the field.

Where you both wanted to be.

Two alarm systems and a mortise lock.

A wee lad could break into that port of
cover, Mr. Thompson.

Yes, but we're no wee lads anymore, Ted.

I'll go in through the small gate.

It's out of sight of the road.

You're not going anywhere else, son.

You're in charge.

It's your job to stay here.

Why do you think London sent me with
you?

I thought Brent Rensler sent you with
me.

Mr. Rensler rang operations and asked
for backup.

I take my orders from the book.

Old Ted Riley's here because he's got
nothing to lose.

If the law grabs me, I'll do my act in
court, and the reporters won't even

bother to ask me how I spell my name.

Now, if you get caught in there, it
would end up with questions in the House

Commons for the Prime Minister.

Listen, I'll go in, get the papers,
bring them out to you, you take a look

them, and then I'll take them back.

Piece of cake, I'll sum.

Who the hell lives here, anyway?

Students.

Doesn't even bother to do his bloody
washing up.

Right.

We'll move in.

Ten minutes and 40 seconds from now.
Okay.

Jesus, whose back room did this come out
of?

We'd be talking to the whole of the
Tennis Valley Constabulary through this.

Sink one.

Who's with your safe breaker in the van?

Uh, Craig.

Sink two.

Sink three.

There's a security van in the main
compound

There's a guard and a

chihuahua going into the main building

Everything seems okay now, son.

Sink two.

There's a panda cult buggering about up
here.

Of course, Maddox.

The alarms aren't even connected.

Dad.

Is he?

One step at a time, yeah?

God, what are you doing here?

We carried out the operation.

And?

It went wrong.

What went wrong?

Does he know about the operation?

Of course he doesn't know.

Oxford still is.

You wrote down the address.

I was wired up waiting for us.

You went in there?

Are you going to tell me what in hell
happened?

Blew up breath.

But I wasn't in there if it was intended
for me.

Ted Riley went in for me.

Anti -handling device.

Anti -handling device.

They're in little pieces all over
Oxford.

They're dead?

When I gave you that address, I never
thought you would be so crazy to walk

I can't be held responsible for other
people's mistakes.

I am.

What about the Home Office?

your mother's. Since when?

I arranged it with Tessa.

I wanted to be here when you got back.

What do you think? What happened?

She's waiting to talk to you.

It's been ringing and re -ringing for
over an hour. I didn't realize it would

so late.

I'll get some money to you.

Bernie?

I'm sure Patricide will win you brownie
points in Moscow.

We have children.

I'm trying to have a civilized dialogue
about them.

Bernie! The truth is, Fiona, you're
fighting for a great deal more than just

children.

You're fighting for credibility.

You're on probation.

I imagine Sinnes is telling us exactly
what you told him to tell us. That he's

not done too badly for you so far.

But with his help... and Brett's help...
you managed

to kill Ted Riley.

I'm sorry about Riley.

And Mackenzie.

which you would do well to remember.

I can't go on protecting you forever.

I don't want your protection.

In the midst of life, we are in death.

O Lord God most holy, O Lord most
mighty, O holy and most merciful

Saviour, deliver us not into the bitter
pains of eternal death.

Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our
hearts.

Shut not thy merciful ears to our
prayer, but spare us, Lord most holy, O

most mighty, suffer us not.

He was a friend from the old times,
wasn't he, Riley?

Yeah.

I get tired of being betrayed.

Hello. Mother, this is Gloria. Gloria
Kent. You haven't met, sir. It's very

to meet you, Mrs. Fancy. Hello, dear.

If you're braver than Tess, you can
climb up the ladder. The men won't do

All right.

Hello, Sally.

Are you going to help me, then?

I don't like climbing trees.

Hello. Hi.

Come on, Sally.

Fancy scotch?

Yes. Go on, twist my arm.

Don't hail marriage today?

Up with the lark. That's at seven.

Might have guessed.

Still no sign of food, is there?

I don't know. It all seems to be going
on out there.

Cheers. By the way, how's the, uh...

How's the car?

It's too fast, George.

Much too fast.

Your mother's the only woman in the
world who could ever get tested dirty

hands in the garden.

Her own mother despairs.

You look as though you're heading for a
stress coronary.

How's your other predicament, Bernard?

Word gets round.

I have an American friend that used to
be in the film industry.

He told me he thought he might be of
some help to you.

He knows you're in trouble, Bernard.

Do you no harm to talk to him?

I spoke with Lang Coby. He was pleased
you called in on him. He was blowing up

storm about Brett Rensselaer.

When doesn't he?

You seem to think Fred was being vetted.

Not as far as I know.

Don't suppose you can do a damn thing
these days without it going down in

someone's tapes.

SIS, London, KGB, and the Central
Interfering Agents.

They all have running files of you since
your wife flew the coop.

Son of a bitch, you're looking better
for it.

Thank you, Harry.

I want you to know you have a lot of
friends, even if you are under

Besides, if they're checking out Brett
Rensselaer, it means they're not so sure

after all that Bernard Samson is a
Soviet.

A lot of folks are rooting for you.

That's a memo.

Discussed by your British cabinet about
three months ago.

It concerns the security of NATO
installations in West Germany.

What's so special about it, Harry? The
special thing is that one copy at least

ended up in the KGB files in Moscow.

That's where this photocopy came from?

KGB Moscow.

That's exactly right.

Look at the paper it's printed on.

Eight pages.

Top security.

Are you trying to tell me that we've got
a Soviet agent in number 10 Downing

Street?

That's one of the questions you might
ask.

You'd have to find out who saw the damn
thing.

Where'd you get this from?

You know I can't tell you that, Burr.
Good using you, my wife.

This was after your wife slipped the
leash.

You want to know how many copies were
made?

And to whom they were distributed.

Yes, Mrs. Hogarth.

Do sit down.

Would you like some tea?

What? Two teas, dear.

Strange paper.

This sort of cabinet memo is meant to be
a very restricted document.

At a guess, I'd say five copies.

Thank you, Cilla.

Right. One for the PM, one for the
Foreign Secretary, one for Defence.

One for the home office, and this one,
five.

Oh, dear.

Too many?

Yes, it's beginning to look that way.

Beats me how any secrets are ever kept.

A lot of them aren't.

Though, this one has a very high
classification.

It's not meant to be taken off official
premises.

Or photocopied.

Sorry, Mrs. Hogarth, couldn't find your
secretary.

What, Samson?

Out of bounds to you, isn't it?

Mr. Samson is just making a routine
inquiry.

Cabinet memo, no less.

What's your problem, Samson?

Oh, nothing you'd be interested in.

An official inquiry?

NATO installations in Germany.

I wish you'd stop reading the papers on
my desk, Mr. Barrett.

It has nothing to do with Mr. Sampson's
business.

And I find your reading it aloud a most
embarrassing breach of security.

I beg your pardon.

I'm sorry.

You'll find my secretary next door.

Each of the five copies is different, of
course.

In which way?

The drafts changed each time.

Just the syntax.

So if it's leaked into the press, the
actual source can be identified.

That's the idea.

Now this is the bare bones copy.

Cabinet office.

We're supposed to be able to read
without the frills.

So we can narrow down the list.

of the people who've actually had sight
of it.

We can be entirely precise.

There's a distribution list inside the
back cover.

Cabinet secretary, chief whip, one of
the undersecretaries, PM's PPS, they're

all in -house, and a Mr. Brett
Rensselaer.

He's one of yours, isn't he?

It was sent.

by messenger on November the 6th and
returned the next day.

It would not officially be permitted for
him to have made a photocopy.

Is Mr. Rensselaer from your office?

Yes.

I don't suppose he'd have broken any
rules, would he?

I am back in here.

I feel like... Doing time for Ted Riley.

I did not send you Mr. Riley in there,
Samson.

30 years ago, I worked with that man.

If I find out you've had anything to do
with this, I'll make sure you rot inside

for 30 years.

It is part of the job to make a mistake
and watch someone die.

It wasn't your idea to go in.

Mr. Harry Hinks.

Not the first time Mr. Hinks has been
used for the passage of ambiguous

information.

Was that part of your wife's baggage?

You mean these are Berlin photocopies?

Moscow has better quality paper.

No, this happened after she left.

Yes.

Piggy in the middle.

It's an old English game.

Fiona, Moskvin.

Brett, Dickie.

All sitting at their desks.

And the pigs are in the middle.

You and me?

Remains to be seen.

I still say to you, push on with Oxford.

If there is another mole, Oxford will
bring him out into the daylight.

You think Oxford is finished because of
the explosion?

is far too important for Moscow to lose.

The KGB will build it up again.

They have to.

Oxford is the best break Western
intelligence has had for 30 years,

It's what I went back to Berlin for.

I kept my side of the bargain.

You should be using me now to penetrate
it.

Two weeks I need something.

Tour of Oxford.

We heard nothing about Oxford in Berlin.

No whispers about what might happen to
the Miller woman.

No brainwaves about the two code names.

What?

What two code names?

She was handling Fiona's routine
material out of London, but she had a

code.

Why was I not informed?

The report's still with German desk.

While German desk vets everyone else?

Not our job to vet anyone, Brett.

It stands to reason if there are two
codes, there are two sources.

Points a few fingers around the table,
doesn't it?

Bernard suddenly decided that Stinnes is
here to blow a hole in us all.

I suggested that we have that
possibility at the back of our minds.

Well, whatever we're doing with our
minds, it's actually now's the time to

our heads down.

Oxford fiasco.

Set up a bloody hornet's nest.

MI5, Home Office, Cabinet, all screaming
their heads off.

Anyone would think that we'd planted the
bomb.

No one could have anticipated a booby
trap.

Anti -handling device.

What? Forensics think it was an anti
-handling device, an incendiary designed

destroy papers inside.

They have been known to explode in
confined spaces.

Well, all I'm saying is that it was a
situation given to us by Stinnis, and it

went wrong.

It was my situation.

I know I'm blamed for it.

I now intend to salvage it. Oh.

According to Stennis, Oxford will be
expecting a hefty injection of funds

Moscow to re -establish themselves.

Now we know from Stennis how such a drop
might be made. A telephone contact,

money in a parcel.

Whose money? It can come from central
funding.

It'll have to have a desk to sign for
it. Not German desk. What the hell does

matter where the banknotes come from?

It's not my intention to let them keep
the money. It's bait.

All I'll be doing is to draw them out.
The DG backed us in Oxford.

This is part of the same operation.

You're not thinking of trying this
yourself, are you, Brad?

Yes, I am.

And once we see what transpires, this
committee will reconvene to reassess the

whole Stenner's operation.

How will you know if Stenner's not
setting you up again?

Because I'll be taking him with me.

And Bernard, too.

You're always on your own, aren't you?

Someone's going to chop off your legs
one of these days, laddie.

Brett sent round a pricey, this memo.

It was part of the German desk work he
took over while Dickie was with you in

Mexico.

You've never seen the memo itself?

An eight -sheet cabinet memo.

Of course we didn't.

And it never circulated at any level in
Berlin.

No damn fear.

I haven't seen them for a day either.

You can't keep going behind everyone's
back.

Well, who would you show them to?

There are eight little time bombs in
there, Bernard, if you don't report

Don't expect me to bail you out again.

Just one time, I'll be bloody glad to
get on that aeroplane.

Brett Rensselaar, Eric Stinnis for the
parcel of money.

You're staking out the KGB with the two
people you trust least in the whole

world.

I haven't got Ted Riley with you this
time, have I?

You're going to have to warn Werner
Bultmann that he's giving evidence next

week.

How sane are these days?

Amazing how you can make a simple
question sound so offensive.

Are you still having trouble with your
father -in -law?

Common knowledge, I'm afraid.

It came up in the budget meeting.

The cost of protecting the children.

And the possibility of offloading the
cost if your Mr.

Kimber Hutchinson adopts them.

Brother, my dead body may well be if you
play cops and robbers with Brett

Frensler.

Pen will be ready soon.

Okay. Thanks, mate.

I don't know.

She can sleep in my bed.

Well, where are you going to sleep?

In your bed.

Well, you'll be on your own then.

Why?

Because I'm going to be out half the
night.

Doing what?

Working. Mummy used to cry when you went
out to work every night.

I was in Berlin, silly.

Listen, I've been thinking, maybe she'd
find it easier to get used to the

situation if I moved in.

For a while, I mean.

Look, it's so difficult for her to make
friends if she never knows whether I'm

going to be here or not.

Except you don't want me to move in, do
you?

I want to do is make life easier for you
and all I end up doing is making you

wish I'd piss off back home to my mum.

To miss you when you're not here, you
know.

I'd like you to stay tonight.

In whatever room Sally allows you to
sleep in.

I sometimes wonder if they wouldn't be
better off with her, you know?

Who?

Kids with Fiona.

Better off how?

Well, children need their mothers.

Well, they need their fathers.

Fathers ever run long enough to notice?

Where are you going tonight?

I can't tell you that, you know.

cosmetic I've never used one in my life
honestly liar who's out with you

you want me to stay here tonight in case
something happens and you don't get

back like you didn't eat your dinner in
case you get hurt

We should bring Stinners in here.

So they recognize him.

Do you want him to be a sitting target?