All language subtitles for 13 Frightened Girls! 1963-subrip

Oh, hello.

It's nice to be here.

For the next hour and a half,

each one of you will be
playing the game of danger.

When you entered this theatre,
you were given a card, like this.

Now please guard it
very carefully,

because it might prove
very valuable to you.

I'll be back later, to tell you
how this Danger Card works.

Meanwhile, try not to get caught
in the Candy Web.

This is Miss Pittford's
Academy for Young Ladies.

And that's Ludwig,
who drives our school bus.

He's the only man at our school,
and we all like him very much.

This is Miss Pittford.

She spends a great deal of time
telling us how special the school is,

and how very special all we girls are.

Well, I suppose there is
one thing special about us:

our fathers.

You see, they help run the world.

Oh, I don't mean that they're
presidents or dictators or that stuff.

My father's a diplomat,

and all that means is that
he and a lot of other diplomats

get together and talk
about world problems.

Miss Pittford doesn't allow us
to talk about world problems.

She doesn't think it's diplomatic.

These are my friends.

They come from just about everyplace.

Even from behind the Iron Curtain.

It doesn't make any difference
to Miss Pittford.

She treats us all alike.

This is me!
I'm Candice Hull,

and today I'm the
luckiest girl in the world.

We're all going on a holiday,

and I've won first prize in Latin.

First prize means that I can
drive the bus to the airport.

Have a happy holiday,
and remember your dignity.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

It's such a wonderful day.

We're all going home.

Well, not home, exactly,
but to our embassies.

I guess, in a way,
we're ambassadors, too.

She will kill us with her driving, Comrade.

But she won first prize, Comrade.

Latin is a dead language.

I like her.

A dead language is not
worth dying for.

It was a wonderful day,

right up till now.

It shouldn't have happened,
but it did.

I guess it's an omen,

the start of all kinds
of terrible things!

Wally, I'm home!

- I missed you so much.
- Candy, it's wonderful to see you,

but you're not supposed to be
in here, you know. Out!

But Wally, don't you understand
when a woman wants to be kissed?

Now, Candy! Candy! Stop it!

I've known you
since you were a baby.

- But now I'm a woman!
- You're sixteen!

I'm older than my age.

Out!

Wally, I thought master spies
were supposed to be forceful.

Sweep a woman right off her feet.

Only when we're working.

And don't call me a "master spy".

Phrases like that went out in 1918.

Well, you're the best man on our team.

That's what Daddy says.

That's what Daddy used to say.

I was born too late.

Too late for what?

To have been with you.

Behind the enemy lines in Korea,

and in Vienna,
and on the rooftops of Paris.

- Who told you all that?
- You did.

Oh. Well, er...
you were a little girl then.

And little girls
like to hear romantic things.

You mean they didn't really happen?

Well, of course they did!

Oh, I knew they were true!

I've always known.

- Oh, Wally, you're so brave!
- Er..., er...

- And so...
- Candy.

Oh! It's her, isn't it?

Her, who?

That woman.
The one you call Soldier.

She's standing in our way.

Candy, you know
Soldier and I are engaged.

Then why haven't you married?

Er, well... because...
because, er...

Well, things aren't that simple.
You...

Because you don't
really love her, that's why.

Oh, Wally, you could love me.

Now, now... Candy, don't...
don't start again, please.

- Candy, will you please... Candy! Candy!
- Wally! Wally!

Well, I might have known
you'd be in here.

Daddy, I was coming to see you next.

Ah, you look wonderful.
Miss Pittford's must agree with you.

- Wally, I want to talk with you.
- In your office?

No, I have to meet the French
Trade Commissioner at his home.

Ride in the car
and we'll talk on the way.

- Darling, I'm very sorry, but you see...
- Daddy, I haven't seen you in weeks!

I know, Candy, but we have
very important business to discuss.

Mm-hmm. I've been hearing that
ever since I was a child.

Now I'm riding with you, too.

All right, but in the front seat.
Wally and I have confidential business.

- What's this about?
- Kagenescu.

- He'll be in London next week.
- He's here right now.

- Now? But my agent...
- Got things wrong.

I saw him myself
at the Russian Embassy.

What was he doing there?
All his leanings are pro-West.

He's probably making a deal.

His country's a little one.
It might get strangled.

Wally, you let him
slip through your fingers.

It was only by accident
that I saw him.

This isn't the first time
you've slipped up.

People are beginning
to question your competence.

- What people?
- The Ambassador, for one.

Washington, for another.
And even me.

We're just not getting enough
information from your department.

- Mike?
- Yes, sir?

We're late now.
Can you make better time?

Yes, sir.

You don't get to see
much of your Dad, do you?

- No, not much.
- He works very hard.

I guess. This is his whole life,
ever since my mother died.

- ...that's the trouble with espionage today.
- Hey, you shouldn't...

- Sssh!
- The world's too small.

By the time you find out something,
it's already happened.

- Then you have to work faster.
- How fast can you work,

when the time between thinking about
pushing the button and pushing it

is only a tenth of a second?

All I know is this.
Once, you were the best in the business.

There wasn't anybody better.

But now, all I can say is this:

if you foul up this Kagenescu affair,
you're going to be looking for anotherjob.

Mike, what does Daddy mean?
About Wally?

It's none of your affair, Candy.
You shouldn't have been listening.

It means they're going
to send him home.

They can't do it!

Darling, I'm sorry.
I'll be late.

- Don't wait dinner for me.
- All right.

- Wally, see that she gets home, will you?
- Of course.

- And Wally...
- Yes?

We'll work it out.

Mike, I want to go back to the Embassy.
But first, take Miss Hull to her home.

Yes, sir.

- Wally...
- Mmm?

Aren't you glad I'm back?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, sure.

Something's wrong, isn't it?

- Wrong? There's nothing wrong.
- If there is, you can tell me.

I mean, you know
how I feel about you.

- Ever since I was a child.
- Everything's fine.

It's not! I know it's not!

I mean... well, your work.
Espionage is dangerous.

You can stop worrying.
I'm not a spy.

- You're not?
- Nope. I'm a poker player.

They bet, I call.
We all sit around a table and bluff.

It's only a game.

Hmm... well, sometimes
it seems awfully real.

Not at all real.
Just a game.

Wally, will I see you tonight?

Sorry. I gotta work. I can't.

Oh.

Oh, Miss Candy, you're back.

Hello, Mildred.

- Bye.
- Goodbye.

Soldier, I'm glad you're still here.
Get out the file on Kagenescu.

- Trouble?
- In the worst way.

John Hull informs me that Washington
isn't too happy with my work lately.

- The dossier Kagenescu.
- It's thin!

- He hasn't made much news.
- He's going to.

Businessman, pro-West, liberal.
All in all, a fair sort.

What's happened, Wally?

He's jumped the gun.

Came to London a week before
we were to see him.

- To see the others?
- Yeah. Smells like a sell-out.

He makes a deal here in London
and it all looks on the up and up.

Free choice, the whole works.

They're making this
the big one for you, aren't they?

- You heard?
- Got my spies.

I'll bet you have.

You haven't asked me
what I've been doing all day.

No. What have you been doing?

Breaking the Russian code.

Did you?

Mm-hmm. It's good practice.
The Russian codes are too easy.

That's nice.

They broke ours, too.

So, now we both change it,

and they start breaking it
all over again.

Then we break theirs,
and it goes on and on and on.

Are you going to be recalled?

Fired is a better word,
if I don't solve the affair Kagenescu.

- Have you got agents on it?
- The whole staff.

They haven't turned up
anything we don't know.

Well, where do you want to start?

The beginning again.
A complete check.

He's staying at the Prince Hotel.

Spends most of his day
with the Russian Embassy.

We've a part-time man there.

He hasn't done us any good so far.

Well, we'll pressure him.

It won't work.
Soldier, we're tied up here.

It isn't like the old days,

where you could come to grips
with a problem, get in,

get out with whatever you got.
Not any more.

Now it's all done by machinery.
There are no more new tricks.

The game isn't much fun.

Used to be.

Remember how we were
chased through old Vienna?

I could be a travel guide
for back alleys.

And Yugoslavia?

Two frightened secret agents
shivering in a steaming cowbarn.

Falling in love.

Trying to stay alive the whole time.

- It's lovely.
- It was horrible.

- You were romantic.
- I was just cold.

Now it's all in
the long past, Soldier.

Not all. I'm still around.

What'd you have in mind?

Marriage. Divorce the
State Department and marry me.

The thought has crossed my mind.

Would you marry someone
without a job?

You could go into advertising.

They always need
good spies in advertising.

Instead of Kagenescu,
it'd be toothpaste.

No thanks. This is all I know.
CIA, State, this job.

By morning I want
every agent we have on this.

Soldier, it's Kagenescu or me!

Nn-nnn. Or us.

Yes, yes, my darling.
I want to see you.

I love you too.

- Alex, what was she wearing?
- All blue, and every inch a princess.

I do wish you Americans had titles.

You've got enough money
to be awfully elegant.

That's what you think.

You're coming to the party
tomorrow, aren't you, Candy?

Of course. You know me.
I love Foreign Service parties.

- We all do.
- I know you do.

Who's your date
for tomorrow, Marie-Louise?

No-one.
I want to be alone.

Oh. Here we go again.

Ilona, will you please
get off that telephone!

Ah, mein Liebling.

Listen to him. He's wonderful.
Come over here.

You are the most lovely
and charming woman I have ever seen.

- I'm so in love.
- Who is it this time, Ilona?

Fernando.
The son of the Brazilian Consul.

The most handsome boy in the world.

But doesn't he
belong to Maria-Cristina?

You trying to start
a war with South America?

He sounds like a man.

He is. He's twenty.

Say goodbye, Ilona.
There goes the other line.

Goodbye,
goodbye my love.

Hello.

Who is this?

Er, er... Janet.

Ah, this is Maria-Cristina.
I want to talk to Ilona.

What is it?

Ilona! I kill her!

We will all kill her!

Sí, I will kill her myself, too.

War with South America.

Ilona's trying to take over
South America.

You mean Fernando?

Whoops, another call.
Bye, Maria-Cristina.

Hello?

This is Natasha.
I want to speak with Candy.

Oh, hello, Natasha.
Just one moment.

- Candy, Natasha for you.
- Oh, hello, Natasha.

I called to make you
come and play tennis.

Why? You always beat me.

Oh, you must not mind that.
It's all in the training.

Soviet woman is trained to take
her place side by side with a man.

In my country, our place is
face to face with man.

They like to look at us.

American humour. Very unfunny.

You come and play.

Can't. Sorry, Natasha, I...

Whoops, another call!

Hello?

- Candy?
- Er... yes?

Hello, Candy, I've been trying to
call you for the longest time.

I've been on the telephone, Mai-Ling.

I know. I am calling to ask you
to come and visit me tonight.

Er... tonight.
Well, I had other plans.

Oh, well, in that case, I...

Really, Mai-Ling, I'd like to
come and see you, but Daddy,

he doesn't think I should.
I mean, when we're not at school.

You see, our countries don't talk.
I mean, we don't recognise you.

That's for countries, not for us.

Is there going to be a party?
I love Chinese food.

Oh yes, but not our kind of party.
My uncle is entertaining people.

Oh.

But there'll be lots of food.
Chinese.

And if you come over,
I won't have to be alone.

Well, I'll have to ask my father,
but I'll try and come.

Oh, that's wonderful.

You know, you're the nicest American
I'm supposed not to like.

And you're the nicest girl from Red China
I'm never supposed to recognise.

Gosh, it sure sounds complicated.

Okay. Bye, Mai-Ling.

Bye.

Hello? Oh... oh, yes, sir.
No sir. Yes, right away, sir.

Yeah, I'm in trouble.
We're all in trouble.

- Daddy?
- Mmm?

The Embassy called.
They want you right away.

They've been trying
to get you all morning.

They've what?

I'm sorry, Daddy,
but a few of the girls phoned.

Daddy, may I go out tonight?

Oh yes.
Er... what did they say they wanted?

They didn't.
I'm going to see Mai-Ling, Daddy.

Well, that's fine.
Now, I'll be late. Be good.

Mai-Ling's from Red China, Daddy.

- Do you like the fireworks?
- Mm-hmm. They're beautiful.

- It is a holiday in my country.
- Oh? What kind?

The Day of the Thousand Blossoms.

Gee, that sounds lovely.

It is. The Thousand Blossoms were the
first tractors made in the People's Republic.

Oh. That's nice.

I suppose you're not interested in tractors.
Your country has so many.

Oh, no, no.
I think tractors are swell.

Oh, they're lovely. May I?

Of course.
My uncle gives me one every month.

- Candy?
- Mm-hmm?

- Can I tell you something?
- Of course.

I look upon you
as my only real friend.

Oh, Mai-Ling, everyone likes you
at Miss Pittford's.

Oh no. Only the ones who
have to like me do so.

Natasha and Luba.
But they don't really.

If they weren't nice to me,
they'd be punished.

I'm the youngest girl in school,

and I come from
the People's Republic of China,

and sometimes the girls
seem afraid to talk to me.

Well, I'm not.
I think you're nice, Mai-Ling,

and you're awful smart.

That's why you're
the youngest girl in school.

You like me?
You're an American.

- You're not supposed to like me.
- Nope.

You don't even have to like me.

Nope.

But you do. That makes you
my best friend. My very best.

Hey, I thought you said this was a party.
Come on, let's have some fun.

- Oh, yes.
- Hey, how about some music?

There's a record player
in Uncle Kang's study.

- And I have these.
- Well, what are they?

American imperialistic music.

Oh!
Come on, let's play them.

They're my heroes.

- I'm hungry.
- Oh, I'll take care of that.

They'll send our food
right up from the kitchens.

- We don't dance like this in my country.
- You don't?

- Oh no. Like this.
- Oh.

- But I like this better.
- Well, that's more like it.

I think we can finish
our discussion in here, if you don't...

Well, well... a party.

My niece, Mai-Ling,
and one of her friends.

- You'll have to excuse us. We must talk.
- Of course, Uncle.

Oh, you are the American girl.
Daughter of John Hull.

My niece speaks often of you.
Very highly.

- You may take the phonograph, if you wish.
- Thank you, Uncle.

Now, my dear Kagenescu, we shall
get down to the real business...

Kagenescu...

Candy!

Coming.

Candy?

Oh, I thought maybe they were
bringing us some dinner.

- Gosh, I'm hungry, Mai-Ling.
- So am I.

The kitchen must be busy preparing
for the other guests.

- Maybe you could, er...
- Oh yes. I'll go and get the food.

Mr Kagenescu?

Mr Kagenescu?

Mr Kagenescu?

Where are you, Mr Kagenescu?

Mr Kagenescu?

Oh, Mai-Ling!

Candy, you left the room.
I didn't know where you were.

I was exploring.

Perhaps you shouldn't be in this room.

My uncle, he would not like it.

You... you're right.
I shouldn't be here.

- The letter opener!
- What?

Candy...

- Enjoying your dinner, girls?
- Yes, Uncle, very much.

Yes, Mr Kang. It's lovely.

Good. Joe!

I don't think
I'm very hungry, Mai-Ling.

It's my father's.

It's fantastic.

They must have picked this
letter opener up right off this desk.

Are you sure?
Are you positive?

That he's dead?

They found his body
in the Thames this morning.

But if that had been in it, that corpse
would be an international incident.

Wally, this is the fastest work
that's ever been done.

- Which agent is responsible?
- I don't know.

- You mean you're not saying.
- No, I really don't know.

Last night my concierge
was awakened by the night bell.

When she answered, all she found
was an envelope addressed to me.

It contained that, and the letter.
Er... show it to him.

"Kagenescu's dead.
Stabbed with enclosed.

"Legation of People's Chinese Republic
plan to blame United States.

"Act fast! Kitten."

It's signed by
something named "Kitten".

- Who is this Kitten?
- I told you. We don't know.

The letter's clean.
No prints, nothing.

But I can tell you one thing.
This Kitten's on our side.

That information
checked and double-checked.

All right, Wally, if that's the way
you want to play it,

protecting your agent's identity,
it's all right with me.

Just as long as you keep
delivering goods like this,

I wouldn't care if
Khrushchev was on your payroll.

And you just tell Kitten,
whoever he is,

keep up the good work.

"Poisons... to use on enemy...

"to cause sleep...
death...

"Poisons to use on self...
better death before betrayal.

"The proper aspect of the disguise.

"The perfect agent
must assume many lives,

"many guises to further his mission.

"Each guise must
become a new person,

"a complete personality unto itself."

Spying is such fun!

Especially if the agent
goes to a school

where all her classmates
have diplomatic fathers.

Then the agent is invited to
all sorts of foreign embassies.

And at embassies,
you can hear almost anything.

"The agent must listen to gossip.

"Anything might be important."

It's such a perfect setup for Kitten.

"The agent must always guard
his methods of communications.

"Secrecy above everything.

"Trust no-one."

"The perfect agent
must be unobtrusive.

"He must become nearly invisible.

"A fine camera
is the tool of the trade.

"It will allow the agent
unquestionable evidence.

"The female agent must use
all the powers of her sex.

"This is her own special advantage
in the art of espionage.

"There are times when she must be
beautiful... seductive... alluring.

"With these powers at her disposal,
princes will bow,

"generals will quiver,
and empires will crash."

I'll have to try that.

- Hello, Aiko. Comment ça va?
- Très bien, merci.

Comme tu es belle!
Tu as un magnifique robe.

- Merci.
- Enchantée, monsieur.

Vous voulez entrer?

- Hello, Judy.
- Hello, Ariane. Comment vas-tu?

- Oh, tu es très jolie!
- Merci, Ariane.

Hello, George. Entrez.

- Candy, you are late.
- Hi, Ariane.

Gee, looks like a swell party.

Any little bits of gossip?

Oh yes. Natasha's father said...

- Really?
- Yes.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

Wow! I've got work to do.

- Hi there, Judy.
- Hi.

- Hi, Mai-Ling.
- Oh, Candy, you look so pretty.

- Well, I have a reason.
- You have?

Mm-hmm. Er... hungry?

Maybe I shouldn't be here, Candy.

Don't be silly.

- Is your reason a boy?
- Mmm... partly.

- Big part or little part?
- Mmm... half and half.

Will you teach me about boys?

Well, it depends on
what you already know.

Oh, I don't know anything.

Well, today you can watch me,
and learn.

I will be at your side.

Er... that may be a little too close.

Candy! Oh, Candy!
Hello, Mai-Ling.

Candy, come with me.
You must see him.

He is so marvellous,
and I'm so in love.

- Who?
- Fernando!

I thought he was going steady
with Maria-Cristina?

Not any more.
Oh, there she is. Hurry.

Maria-Cristina!
Having fun?

Fun? I will kill her.
She took my Fernando.

I have a feeling you may
get your Fernando back.

Really, Candy? When?

Sooner than you think.
You wait here.

Fernando, I wish to present
my dear friend, Candace Hull.

This is Fernando de Torres y Belazo.

And this is Herr Peter Van Hagen.

A pleasure.

- And this is my friend, Mai-Ling.
- Charmed.

- Charmed.
- How do you do?

Mai-Ling, perhaps you'll excuse us now.
I hear the food is wonderful.

Oh... yes.

Ilona, that was my friend.

These Iron Curtains.
No savoir faire.

And now we are alone.
So romantically alone.

The true art of seduction

is to take that which belongs
to someone else.

Would you care to walk,
or to dance?

Sure, sure, some other time.

Fernando,
what a lovely name.

Yes, isn't it?

And you've come
all the way from Brazil.

Yes, with my father.

Yes, with his father.

Wouldn't you and Peter like to dance?

No, I want to talk about Brazil.

- I love Brazil.
- You do?

It's such a big, beautiful country.

- I think we should dance.
- I'd love to.

- Love to dance with you, Fernando.
- You would?

You wouldn't!

It... it wouldn't be, er...
diplomatic for me to... to refuse.

After all, she's...
she's interested in my country.

I certainly am.

You... you man thief!
Luder!

These are General Panowski's
passport out of England.

Score one obnoxious general
off the attaché list.

- Yeah.
- Two Soviet orbit missions.

Italy and Greece quarrelling
about shipping in the Adriatic.

How can Kitten be in
so many places at the same time?

Hey, can it be
the cover name for a group?

No.
All written by the same person.

Wally, this is amateur work.
I'm sure of it.

The most professional amateur
I've ever seen.

Soldier, I've just got to
find out who Kitten is.

Well, you'd better.
He's saving your skin.

No, more than that.
I've got to get in touch with him.

There's some work he can do.
Important work.

Not just by himself,
but when I need him.

- And you need him now?
- Right now.

- Wally!
- Candy!

What are you doing here at this hour?

The party just broke up.

You shouldn't be here.
You know this office is off-limits.

Call Mike to bring around
Mr Hull's car.

He'll see that you get home safely.
Now you wait right here.

Have Mike bring
Mr Hull's car around, please.

- I need Kitten.
- What assignment?

- South America.
- The student question?

Yeah. When the students riot,
the government quite often falls.

It isn't that they
have any political power,

it's just that students
are the perfect excuse.

And Kitten?

Stopping the riots before they start,

by finding the agent
who's going to start them.

You want to send Kitten
to South America?

No, no.
Their agent's right here in London.

We know he left the East a week ago,

but who he is or what he is,
we're in the dark.

Kitten can find him if anybody can.

Candy?

She probably went off to meet Mike.
Funny kid.

That funny kid
is almost a woman,

and a woman in love.

Don't tell me you're jealous.

Yes, I am.
But not of Candy.

She and I could share our miseries.

We both play second fiddle
to your Kitten!

Well, let's get on with it.

Natasha wins!

Not too bad. Not too bad.

- Thanks.
- You should live a healthy life.

You spend too much time with boys.

It's bad for tennis.

I'll go back into training
at Miss Pittford's.

Good! Soon I will beat you
only six games to two!

Ah! Judy, Janet, Alex,
let's play doubles.

Oh sure. Come on. Fine.

- Next time I'll beat her.
- Yes, you will.

- Candy!
- Now, Ilona, now really, I didn't mean...

Candy, if you only knew
what you have done.

What have I done?

Saved my life!
You have made me so happy.

I have?

Yes. Fernando.
I was mad, I was furious,

so I let Peter Van Hagen comfort me.
And you know what?

What?

I love him.

I didn't love Fernando after all.

You have saved me
from a terrible mistake.

There he is.

I promised to meet him here.

He plays such a wonderful
game of tennis.

- Candy?
- Yes?

- Who is he?
- Who?

Him.
The one who was watching.

Oh, that's Ilona's new boyfriend.

But I know him. We went to
school together in Leningrad!

But you couldn't have.
That's Peter Van Hagen, from Holland.

Ah, then it's not him.

I didn't think it was.
He wouldn't leave Russia.

Why wouldn't your friend leave Russia?

He's leader of the Student Party.

Poor Ilona. Here I go again.

- Hello, Ilona.
- Candy, you remember Peter?

Oh yes.
Peter... what a lovely name.

Yes, isn't it?

And you've come
all the way from Holland.

Yes, I have.

- Listen, Candy, Peter and I...
- I want to talk with Peter.

About Holland.

- I love Holland.
- You do?

It's such a... beautiful country.

Oh, no. Not again!

I wanted you the minute I saw you.

I was afraid.

But now?

Now I... oh, Peter,
we hardly know one another.

- And yet I feel so...
- Meet me later.

- Where?
- At my hotel.

We haven't much time.
I must go back to Holland tomorrow.

- Your hotel?
- Yes.

Whatever you say.

You're so young, and so lovely.

Oh, Peter, you're leaving tomorrow?

- I must.
- But I know so little about you.

- We'll meet again.
- When?

- Soon.
- Peter, I don't want us to be apart.

I want us to be together for ever.

Take me with you.

I can't.

But it's only to Holland.

Well, that is
a million miles away for us.

How would it look to run off

with the daughter of the
American Chargé d'Affaires?

To whom?

Well, to my family.
You are only sixteen.

I'm a woman!

That's true.
Yes, that's very true.

I want a drink.

Of course. What?

Ginger ale.

Peter, you were away so long.

You missed me?

I'll always miss you.

And I shall miss you.

More than I can bear.

- Peter...
- Candy, darling.

I'm thirsty.

I'd better be going.

Going?

Um... it's getting late.

That book you have.

In the proper hands,
it will be worth quite a bit.

I don't know what you mean.

It has the names of many people.

People who do not
like your government.

People who would...

cause trouble.

Well, that's not my concern.
I'm leaving.

It should be taking effect now.

What?

The chemicals I placed
in your ginger ale.

Oh no... you didn't.

They have a very interesting effect.

You'll pass out,
and then you'll awaken,

and when you do,
you'll be numb all over.

You won't be able to move
the smallest muscle.

You... you... did...

Quite a way down.
It should take you exactly

two and a half seconds
to cover the distance.

I think that now Scotch
is better than ginger ale.

A terrible accident.

A young girl shouldn't drink.

Drink... or spy.

I've come to turn down the bed, sir.

- That won't be necessary.
- It'll be no trouble, sir.

Well, thank you just the same, but

I'll be leaving tonight.
I shan't be using the bed.

Oh.

Very well.

- Good night, sir.
- Good night.

A toast!

To you, Wally, to Soldier,

and to Kitten, whoever he is.

- All right, Wally.
- All right what?

It's time now to level with me.
Who is Kitten?

John, I am going to level with you.
I don't know.

But you must.
He's doing your best work.

Wally, I've been so very proud of you,
and so is Washington.

You're in line for promotion.
But they want to know.

- So do I.
- This is no time for jokes.

Er... do you think we should
be talking about, er...

Why not?
Everybody else in the world is.

The word's out about Kitten.

I don't know how, or when,

but there isn't going to be
a secret organisation in any country

that won't be trying to find him.

He's been brilliant, but he's
done too much, and too fast.

You can say that again.

He's even been spying on our allies.

Sir Granville of
the Foreign Office told me

he didn't feel safe in telling his wife
what time he was coming home to dinner.

It's like that all over.
Our friends want to borrow Kitten.

Our enemies want to find him.

Find him, and Lord knows what.

Wally, the time for
playing games is over.

I want an answer.
Who is it?

I want to meet him.
I want him here.

I don't know.

- Oh Wally, it's you.
- Me?

Of course. It has to be.

The student episode,
that Peter Van Hagen.

Only two people knew
that we wanted to find him:

you, Wally, and me.

But, Soldier,
if it were me, I'd tell.

Oh, no.
That would ruin your cover.

Well, the same applies to you.

Me?
Oh, no, it's not me.

And why not?
Who would suspect you?

- A beautiful woman.
- Thanks.

And when would I have
time for all of this?

Wally, I spend twelve hours
a day in that code room.

Kitten has to be someone we know,

but someone we're
not even aware is around.

Someone like...

Someone like this kitten.

No-one pays any attention
to a kitten, do they?

Except to pat it on the head
and forget it.

What's the matter, Wally?

Nothing. Just thinking.

The spy,
when confronted with discovery,

should react with extreme cleverness.

Excuse me, please.
I feel ill.

Now what is going on here?

Nothing. Er, John, excuse me, er...
Soldier and I have to get back immediately.

But... but you just finished dinner.

- You want Kitten?
- Absolutely.

- I'll need your car.
- It's outside.

Come on.
Good night, John.

And, er... don't worry.
You'll meet Kitten sooner than you think.

Let's go.

Wally, what's this all about?

About a little she-cat.

- Mike, take Soldier back to the Embassy.
- But, Wally...

I'll see you later. Wait there for me.
Go on, Mike.

Where are you going?

Back to school.
Vacation is over.

I should have known.

Oh, should I have known.

The cover's unbelievable.
It's a natural. The dream of a lifetime.

The daughter of a diplomat
can go anywhere she wants.

- Wally, I did it for you!
- For me?

Because I love you.
Because they would have sent you home.

Send me home?

When your father finds out,
I'll be lucky if I don't get sent to Siberia!

- He wouldn't do that.
- Oh, wouldn't he?

And then to Leavenworth
for twenty years.

Oh, I... I ought to turn you over
and spank you till my hand falls off!

Oh, Wally!

Kitten.

- Kitten...
- Oh, Wally!

So small, nobody would notice her.

You could wander anywhere,
see anything.

Don't you realise what you've done?

I was just trying to help.

Help? Help yourself into more danger
than you have any idea of.

What kind of a kid are you?

You must have nerves of steel.

No, I was scared to death.

Do you know that everyone
in the whole world is looking for you?

And what do you think they're
going to do when they find you?

The same thing they did to Mata Hari!

Oh, what am I going to do with you?

Wally...
Wally, you could hide me...

We could run off someplace together.
Just the two of us.

Alone, where no-one will ever find us.

Where would you suggest?
Lower Transylvania?

Candy... Candy, this is not
a game you've been playing.

This is for real.
And there's no place to hide.

I don't want to stay here any longer!

I just can't, and you can't make me!

- Wally, come help!
- Mike! Mike!

What's happening? Candy?

Mike, Mike, what happened?

It was a set-up.
They knocked us off.

I tried to stop 'em,
but they took her.

Took her? Soldier?

- Three of 'em. I couldn't stop 'em.
- Candy, call a doctor.

- I tried, but...
- Soldier, where'd they take her?

Who was it?

Reds. Chinese.
Just a couple of minutes from here.

- Wally, why did this happen?
- Three guesses.

Yes? Oh, Daddy, it's for you.

Yes? What?

Yes, I see. I see.

If you harm one... hello?

- You were right.
- They have Soldier?

It's very simple.

They want to make a trade.
Soldier for Kitten.

They say anything else?

They don't have to.
They play for keeps.

Where are you going?

To get her out of there.
They'll kill her.

I'm not going to stand around
and wait for that. I love her.

- Then expose Kitten.
- What?

That's right. Once his cover is off,
he won't be of any more use.

That's all they want.

No. No, I can't.

The agent's good,
but he's not worth Soldier's life.

Give him up.

- No!
- What's one agent, more or less?

I can't answer that.

No single agent can be that important.

This one is.

Make the trade. The worst that can
happen is the spy will be deported.

You think that's the worst?
John, you have no idea.

- Candy? Candy? Where's Candy?
- She was just here.

Oh, no!

Mai-Ling, I have to see you.
It's important.

I can't. Not tonight.

My uncle is angry.
He sent me to my room after dinner.

Something is happening.
I don't understand.

I'm in trouble.
I have to talk to you.

- Somebody's coming.
- Sssh!

Mai-Ling.

Candy, I can only stay a moment.

Everything is so strange tonight.

My uncle, he ordered extra guards.

There is a secret meeting.

I'm in trouble, Mai-Ling
You're the only one who can help me.

Help you? But how, Candy?

You've heard about the spy?
The one they call Kitten?

Oh, yes. Uncle Kang wants
to meet him very much.

I know. Did they bring
someone here tonight? A girl?

- Why do you want to know this?
- Because it's very important.

Oh, Mai-Ling,
you just have to tell me.

A woman was brought here
just a little while ago.

Uncle Kang told me to go to my room,

but I listened outside the door.

He was very angry with this woman.

Oh, it's all my fault she's here.

I've got to help her
before it's too late.

Your fault? I don't...

Please, please,
get me inside the house.

Candy, I can't.
It's very dangerous.

Mai-Ling, I can tell your
uncle who Kitten really is.

You know?

Then your uncle would
let the woman go.

That's what he promised.

It's wrong for me to do this.

My uncle would...
would not like me to cause trouble.

- Candy, you must go.
- I can't.

But there is much danger.

There is a special agent
for my country.

No-one knows who he is,
but he has orders.

What kind of orders?

- To kill Kitten!
- Oh.

They call him the Spider.

Oh!

Oh, Mai-Ling, I'm scared.

You see, you must leave.

No! Mai-Ling.
I have to tell you something.

I have to trust you.

This Kitten,
the real Kitten...

it's me.

You? You are the spy?
Truly?

That explains much to me.

Mai-Ling, where are you going?

You... you tried to find out
things you shouldn't.

I thought you were my friend!

- You were my friend for a reason.
- No, it's not true.

You're like all the other girls.

You never really liked me.

You just pretended to like me
to find out things.

No, I do. It's not true.

It is! It is!
Guards! Guards! Kitten is here!

Let me go! Let me go!

Let me go! Let me go!

So you are the little American Kitten,

with two feet
and the wings of an eagle.

'Tis difficult for me to believe.

You are only a child.

I'm a woman!

And you made a promise
that if I gave myself up,

you'd let Soldier go.

Well, I'm here.
Now you keep your word.

Tut, tut, tut, tut, tut!

Once the American government agent
was tiger feared in all the jungle.

Now, she is just a little pussy-cat.

You've done well, Mai-Ling.

You may go to your room.

Joe!

And now, what is to be done
with the American spy, Kitten?

Please, you must let Soldier go.

In our own good time.

- But you said you would...
- We do what suits us.

Now, I must find out
exactly what you know.

What I know?

Oh, everything. Your contacts.
Your codes. Your methods.

- But, I...
- Who you were working with.

Come, come, come, come.
Tell me.

I don't know. I mean,
I never had any of those things.

Come now, you don't expect me to
believe that you did all this by yourself?

- A mere child?
- I did!

The woman you call Soldier.
She was your accomplice.

No. Nobody knew anything.
I did it alone.

You can't protect them.

If you don't tell me, I shall have to
call someone here to make you.

Spider!

You... you know about him?

But... but that's impossible.

Only I know...

It's true what they say.

You know everything.

Yes, I must turn you over
to the Spider.

No!

- Yes, the Spider will make you talk!
- Please, no!

No! No! No, let me go!

No! No! Let me go! No! Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Wally!

- Oh, Wally, don't let them!
- All right, all right, now take it easy, honey.

It'll be all right.

Give us the girl, Mr Sanders.

We know who she is.

Oh, no. And I want the other woman
you're holding. I want her now.

Of course. For her.

You don't really want her, Mr Kang.

But she is Kitten.

Yes, but I'd think twice if I were you,
about turning her in.

You're gonna look pretty silly, delivering up
a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl as a master spy.

What do you mean?

You touch her now
and you'll find yourself

the laughing stock of
every country in the world.

Just imagine, your top secrets
aren't even safe from a child.

That child is dangerous.

You're right. She is.

Turn her in and she'll put you in
the lowest dungeon in Peking Prison.

And, what's worse, they'll be laughing at you
when they throw away the key.

She must be disposed of.

Disposed? You're carrying
this joke too far even for prison.

Now you're asking Peking for
twelve bullets and one black bandage.

Kang, this is a child.
The daughter of a diplomat.

Whatever she's done
has no official sanction.

Do you understand?
She did it on her own.

I did, I did!

What are you trying to say?

You keep quiet, we'll keep quiet.

And her?

There will be no more heard from Kitten.
Kitten will disappear.

- Wally!
- And get a good spanking to boot!

Bring in the other woman.

You've been a most foolish child.

I'm sorry.

Wally! It's about time you
got me away from this goon squad.

Candy, what are you doing here?

We'll explain it all later.

Right now, I think we've
over-extended Mr Kang's hospitality.

Do not forget our deal, Mr Sanders.

Kitten will never be heard of again.

And the spanking.
Administer it with vigour.

I definitely shall.

Mai-Ling!

Yes, Uncle Kang?

Where is the doll?
The little doll that was on my desk?

- Tell me quickly.
- I threw it out the window.

- What?
- To Candy, before you found her.

She has it?

I told you never to touch the doll
until I was ready to give it to you.

You're a disgrace to
the Chinese People's Republic!

You will return to school as planned
tomorrow with the others.

And do exactly as I tell you.

But I warn you that not even
obedience will wipe out the guilt,

if what is in that doll is discovered.

Now leave!

The Thousand Flowers bloom, Spider.

The daughter of the
American Chargé d'Affaires is Kitten.

She must be killed immediately.

I'm in love! For the first time,
I'm really in love.

- Who is it this time?
- Oh, I'm not telling anybody.

Oh, Sandy, he is marvellous.

- Tell us his name.
- Oh, no.

Come, come along, girls.
No dawdling.

Welcome back, young ladies.

Thank you, Miss Pittford.

Did you enjoy your holiday?

Yes, Miss Pittford.

That's fine. Now, inside.
Ready? March!

One, two, one, two,
one, two, one, two.

Your rooms are ready,
and Latin tomorrow, for everybody.

One, two, one, two...

Oh, well. School is just the same.

I hope Miss Pittford
doesn't start Latin tomorrow.

- And I'm so tired.
- And no more boys.

Yes.

- Good night.
- Good night, Candy.

Mai-Ling!

What are you doing in my room?

Let me go!

That's mine.
You gave it to me.

No! You mustn't have it.
I must have the doll back. I must.

What have you got?

It's film. Secret film.
Oh... have it!

Oh, what is the matt...?
Oh, it's you, Candy.

Ludwig, I need the keys to the bus.

I have to get to town immediately.

But it is so late.

It's a matter of life or death.

Ah, so. Then, I give you the keys.
Maybe I drive you myself.

Oh, there's something else, Candy.
Today there was a man asking...

Candy, I brought the girls
to help you.

No matter what you did,
I am your friend.

Oh, Mai-Ling,
I've got to get away.

- How?
- The bus. I've got the keys to the bus.

- Candy!
- Oh, oh, Mike!

- Wally! Where's Wally?
- He's on his way.

When he heard you were
in trouble, he sent me ahead.

Come on, I have a car.

Candy, do you have the microfilm?

How did you know about the microfilm?

Wally found Spider.

That's why I'm here ahead of him.

He found him?

Nobody's cover is perfect.
Not even Spider.

Wally's on his way now.

And that's why I must act quickly.

You're Spider?

It isn't easy to work for both sides.

Sometimes you have to make a choice.

My orders were to destroy Kitten.
You've got four minutes.

No! No! Mike! No! Please, Mike!

Goodbye, Kitten.

Uncle Kang and I,
we are both to return to China.

They're sending me home, too.

- Candy?
- Yes?

- We were friends?
- The best friends.

- Then perhaps...
- We'll meet again, Mai-Ling.

We'll all meet again.

Oh, Daddy!

Oh, Wally!

Oh, Daddy, I heard of
a wonderful school in Washington.

One where all
the diplomats' daughters go.

Well, that sounds like a good idea.

Thank you, Daddy.

Oh, no, no, no.
Absolutely no! Never!

Absolutely no! Never!

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Now, take your card,

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On your way out,
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Thank you for playing at Danger.
See you on my next trip.