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SPY BOUND

TARIFA, SPAIN

On the left!

Gentlemen, this is Tony. Tony, meet Georges

and his co-agents, Loic and Raymond.

OK, let's cut to the chase.

The mission is code-named Janus. It's an Arma operation.

The task is to neutralize a ship.

Georges is technical commander.

Loic and Raymond will do the underwater work.

Tony's from Corsica.

He's a Company guest, a deep-sea expert.

He'll deliver the materiel, close the back door

and cover your tracks. Avoid any open contact with him.

He's your guardian angel, so to speak.

Now,

here's the dirt.

The Angolan civil war is back on

and with it, the arms trade.

The rebels bounced back by seizing the diamond mines.

With the diamonds, they fund their guerrilla war

and purchase weaponry.

Their main supplier is a certain Lipovsky.

Igor Lipovsky, born in Riga,

Estonia, in 1953.

Studied science and trained in the Soviet Air Force.

Flirted with the KGB during the Cold War endgame.

Married a French Protestant socialite. Two kids.

Hello, Barbara.

Hello, Mrs Lipovsky.

The babysitter's here.

Hi, Luther. Hi, Piotr.

She's horrible!

What's in your bag?

A present.

For both of you!

That's good, but be firm. Bedtime at 9.

There's school tomorrow.

They say their prayers before bed.

Goodbye.

Come on, let's play a game.

Let's play a game!

A super-duper game!

Good night.

And now...

I'll set up an amazing game. Give me that.

Give me that.

I want a kiss.

That's better.

Lipovsky moved to Geneva five years after the Wall came down.

Since then, he's focused his dealings on Africa.

He buys guns in Eastern Europe

and ships them by sea to Angola.

We want to, let's say...

restrain his trade.

One of our agents in Geneva is on the job. He'll tell us

the time and place of the next shipment.

Carry on. Some red there.

I already did.

Want me to help you?

Carry on.

Do a bit more.

What are you doing?

Here you go!

I want to discuss my fee.

I'm listening.

This time, I'll waive it.

I have a friend in Marseilles prison.

You waive your fee but raise the rate.

What did your friend do?

He's a fighter.

I see.

No French blood on the fighter's hands?

They want the ship sunk at sea.

We could lay an acoustic mine under its route

with almost zero risk.

I'd go with that but the method isn't up to us...

- Your shot. - It's a flippers job.

Wait!

- For what? Loser. - True.

Well,

here's to me, right?

Yup. To your first assignment.

Coming.

Sleep well?

I'm glad to catch you before I go. We have the info.

The target will be in Casablanca on the 18th.

Ten days from now?

It's soon, I know.

You'll finish the R&S in situ.

We'll risk it. You know Morocco?

A little.

The ops fund will pay your expenses.

Within reason, of course.

Don't think you're at Club Med.

The Anita Hans.

General cargo ship.

Turkish flag.

Built in 1971 at the Gdansk shipyards in Poland.

Length, 290 feet. Width, 50 feet.

Gross tonnage, 5250.

Draft, 22 feet.

A hulk.

Whatever, we'll give it the works.

Counting from the end of the bilge keel,

the engine room is 5 arm-spans forward.

We fix the charges.

The detonators are set to blow 15 hours after priming.

What's the draft again?

21 feet...

7 inches.

This'll be our sync point.

Try to get us decent digs in Casablanca.

A Club Med for singles?

Name, date, place of birth?

Christophe Fabian, November 23rd 1966, Paris.

So you're a Gemini.

Sagittarius. First decan.

Good. Go on.

Lisa and I were married on July 20th 1994,

at Sacré Coeur church in Montreux.

We moved,

on September 14th, into a cute little three-room apartment

at number 20, Rue du Port, Geneva.

- Lisa's maiden name? - Prestia.

Born in Lugano, canton of Ticino.

Swiss passport.

Name the two bars nearest your home.

Chez Leo

and the Nautilus...

but I never go there.

That do?

Semtex-H,

a stable high explosive. Czech.

Detonation velocity, 7500 m/second.

Weight? Density?

Equivalent to sea water. Ten kilos.

Both igniters have a delayer

that instantly reacts if the other explodes. Just in case.

These clamps are to fix the charges to the bilge keel.

What's the occasion?

It's your birthday.

The real one, right?

Yes.

Thanks.

Damn! I forgot mine.

Never mind.

CASABLANCA, MOROCCO

We booked in the name of Fabian.

Mr and Mrs Fabian.

A luxury room with a sea view.

Has the car been arranged?

Certainly.

A Toyota 4x4, on the parking lot.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

Meet me on the parking lot.

A 4x4 identical to yours.

Pick it up tomorrow afternoon from the Ayat Hotel,

opposite the business center.

Can I sit next to you?

Excuse me, Miss.

Easy on the fraternizing, OK?

Where the hell were you?

Bad idea, flashing the lights.

Were you worried for me?

Don't push me.

Hello, strangers!

It's a shame to stay indoors.

Or do you have better things to do in your room?

Man to man?

I think they're asking for it.

Well spotted.

I'm taking a dip.

Let's go.

You prefer French or English?

What's going on?

Hope is the forerunner of fear...

Happy, darling?

No need to use your tongue.

Pretty little dress.

It suits you.

If I'd known, I'd have worn a tie.

I forgot to bring one.

- I've never seen you in a tie. - You kidding?

I have a tux, pussycat. Even a bow tie.

Two, in fact.

What was the answer?

No change.

We play it by the book, word for word.

We carry on?

Regardless?

Just about.

Doesn't it bother you?

This operation stinks.

That's a new one.

My friend Tony!

What's your pleasure? You name it, it's yours.

I know, Gianni.

Check out my latest recruit. What a babe!

She makes you come on sight.

She's yours for tonight if you want.

What I want is 150 grams of smack.

None of your junk cut with Ajax. It's gotta be pure.

What do you take me for?

A guy I can count on.

You got it!

Tell me.

Tell me what's eating you.

We're in the same boat.

Don't worry.

I'll pull my weight. But after this, I'm through.

It's my last mission.

How come?

It's been on my mind for a while.

Yeah, right.

Seriously.

You're quitting on us?

If you go, you can't come back. You know it.

I've given it plenty of thought.

You should give it some more. And cover your rear.

I'm not waiting. This job and I'm out.

Don't. They'll break you.

Let them. I don't give a shit.

I've done my time. I've kept my side of the deal.

Deal?

It's not a deal.

Not so loud.

I'm sick of it all.

Sick!

Lying to my parents, my friends.

Not that I have any friends.

Do you? Real friends, not in the Company?

Also I want kids, and not when I'm 40.

You want to be a flabby housewife crawling with brats?

OK, I see what you mean.

But hell, what's the rush?

It has to be now. I can feel it. Not in six months or a year.

You can feel it.

Do whatever you want.

But we're changed people.

If you quit, you're in for a measly life.

Measly. You'll see.

Did I wake you up?

Why the hell are you up?

I can't sleep.

I've got what you need.

Chomp on that,

lie down and sleep.

I'll wake you this afternoon.

Try turning that page.

We'll wait for you for 4 hours.

That gives you 20 minutes leeway.

Beyond that, we're in crisis mode.

You fly back to Paris at 10:30 tomorrow.

Raymond will get a telegram saying his father died.

Get your tickets at the airport. There'll be room on the flight.

Bring me the release pins.

You talk to anyone else about quitting?

I told the department.

Go OK?

GENEVA, SWITZERLAND

I have a Swiss passport. Should I wait for you?

Go on through. Meet at the snack bar.

Come this way, please.

May I ask why?

Don't worry. Just a routine check.

Sit down, please.

Would you mind opening your suitcase?

It's yours, right?

Out!

Can you explain?

I'm rushed. Got a plane to catch.

First of all, congratulations.

The operation's a success.

The Anita Hans sank 120 miles off the coast of Morocco.

Carla's been arrested in Geneva.

We know.

We heard through the usual channels.

Our legal team is on the case.

And...

And?

Why was she arrested?

Drugs. Trafficking.

150 grams of heroin.

She was used as a decoy, probably.

Unless she herself...

She herself?

Let's take a lenient view.

While they searched her, someone else slipped by with a kilo.

Where's Colonel Grasset?

The Colonel's on assignment.

You know,

you should take a vacation.

A few days' rest.

You've earned it, man.

But stay within reach,

so we can find you at any time.

Relax, it'll all work out.

Again, congratulations.

You did a good job.

How've you been?

Need a favor?

Listen,

I need to stay with you for a few days.

You're in trouble?

Don't worry, we'll get you out of here.

It shouldn't be hard to prove that you were misused.

150 grams of heroin in my bag? Misused?

Your record's clean.

Officially, you were returning from a trip to Morocco with your husband.

You're a regular, clean-living woman.

You don't do drugs.

Blood tests will prove it.

Even the feeblest lawyer could get you off.

How soon, do you think?

As soon as possible.

I'm building a case, researching the verdicts on frame-up victims

like yourself.

And?

Seven cases dismissed.

Be patient

and don't worry. We're with you.

It's me.

I need to see you.

Whenever you like. I'll be here.

Any news of Loic? I can't find him.

He took a week's vacation, I think.

See you in a minute.

Maniac!

You can go. We'll take care of him.

Good news.

I've traced three people who were framed like you.

You won't be here for long.

In other words?

While we're on the subject, your employer

wishes to capitalize on your brief sojourn here.

I'm only the messenger, you understand. A conduit.

Her name is Helena Standler.

She's on Lipovsky's staff.

She's due to get out next week, but she won't.

She won't, because you'll have eliminated her.

The drugs in my bag was you? The Company?

As I said, I'm only a messenger.

Then tell them to eat shit.

The apartment on Rue du Port

that you share with your husband...

The police could go back there

and find 10 kilos of very pure heroin.

We wouldn't be able to help. You'd get 20 years.

Think of your parents...

Listen, prick! Not one more word about my family!

Okay!

I apologize.

I want to vomit.

Understandably.

Why wasn't I told before?

Helena Standler works in the infirmary.

She's well rated

but given her track record, beware.

Cheer up. Everything's going to be fine.

Well?

It's official. A CIA man died on the Anita Hans.

That's why they took out Raymond.

They warned us in Morocco. We ignored it, their agent drowned

so they killed one of ours. Simple.

I'll let you cook an omelet but don't break my eggs

or I'll break yours.

But they'll leave it at that, right?

They're standing down for now.

They have other fish to fry.

But Georges is a problem.

He trained Raymond and he'll be cut up about Lisa.

Colonel,

make it your business to put him in place.

Keep him out of our hair.

I'll have him sent faraway, fast.

As for Raymond...

Drowned in Corsica during night training.

Good enough?

That'll do, won't it?

So that's that.

The Colonel's unreachable.

They want to send me to Surinam to train jungle units.

- No kidding. - Instructor!

Would I let them down?

Loic, I need a small favor.

Say the word.

Just don't lose me my job.

Short of that, I'm with you all the way.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

OUT OF ORDER

I'll be blunt.

Did you frame Lisa?

Bicarbonate of soda.

Rub it on your skin. It opens the pores.

Makes you sweat better.

Eliminates toxins.

Want to try?

Lisa was orders. No more, no less.

What for?

To nail her at the airport. That's all I know.

The rest doesn't interest me.

Doesn't interest you?

Do you know why you sank a ship?

What do you expect?

You fuck people for a living

and when it's your turn, you cry uncle?

You like rules, you should be a traffic cop,

not a secret agent.

Raymond's dead.

I didn't know that.

I guess the Americans were bound to retaliate.

He was killed by a woman.

5'6", early thirties,

shortish ash blond hair...

You know Maria Menendez?

You should.

She's Spanish.

A freelancer like me.

Right now, she's dancing with Uncle Sam.

I saw her in Morocco with the consulate guy.

She'd work for the Martians if they paid right.

Interested?

She lives in Madrid.

I can get a fix on her.

I'd be happy to do you the favor.

MADRID, SPAIN

'Scuse me! I got a flat tire.

Can you spare a bucket of water?

We're closed.

Shit! Then I'm screwed.

Get out of here.

-Sorry? - I said get out!

Let's talk.

If you can't knock, at least close the door.

- You wanted to see me. - Not me, Georges.

Room 9 is downstairs.

They're waiting to clear your expenses.

While you're there, hand in your passport.

- You should have done by now. - I didn't bring it.

Remember your mission ended the last time we met.

You know what can happen to those who break the house rules.

What was that?

A threat?

A warning.

I've worked here for years. I know the joint inside out.

I don't even know who you are.

So take my advice, pal. Don't threaten me.

GENEVA, SWITZERLAND

They want me to...

to fix one of the women here.

She's due out in four days.

Helena Standler. Heard of her?

Helena Standler?

No, never.

She's one of Lipovsky's top executives.

Wouldn't it be easier to fix her after she gets out?

I don't get it either.

But I'm trapped.

Trapped.

- You shouldn't have come. - Stop that.

When will you next see your lawyer?

Forget it. Don't stick your neck out for me.

Wait.

Expresso, please.

Give me a cigarette.

Antiseptic and dressing.

Filmed by a traffic monitoring camera.

Switzerland's full of them.

It's him.

They dug out three charred bodies plus the oncoming driver, mangled.

Weren't you supposed to send him faraway?

What's he doing in Switzerland?

He's alive.

To all appearances, but I'm not sure it's good news.

What's his game? What's he after?

Is he soft on Lisa? A romantic?

I think he feels betrayed.

We always underestimate the human factor.

What? Is he a professional or not?

He disobeys. That's betrayal, don't you know?

I'm accountable. You too.

We're all accountable.

It's me.

I'm here.

Can I come up?

Thanks.

Whom is Standler protecting?

Can I print something out?

How about getting me that package I left?

Export Agent Held For Questioning

I need to get some sleep.

Does it sting?

It's OK.

Perfect.

Digitalin.

A powerful cardiac stimulant but fatal to a healthy heart.

Standler has the heart of a 20-year-old.

Me too.

I could easily use it on myself.

They envisaged that.

And?

They're willing to take the risk.

They trust you, Lisa.

Why are you scared? What are you scared of?

Hi, it's Loic. Just to say...

Don't do anything crazy.

Take care.

Good to see you. I've been wanting to talk to you.

Times change.

Three days ago, I was bad news.

You're running wild. Why?

Neither Loic nor I was debriefed.

Isn't that pretty... unorthodox?

I checked the Swiss news.

Found some interesting stories.

She hung with Lipovsky for years.

Suddenly she's billed as a canary, ready to sing.

She's a liability.

Liability to who?

What do you want, a geopolitics lesson?

You know the secrecy laws.

This isn't about emotions. It's business. Business!

Lipovsky can help us in Africa. Has to! But he's stubborn.

We had to show him we're serious. We did that in Morocco.

He got the point. We can't let Standler blow it for us.

Or anyone else, for that matter.

- Listen, Georges... - Jailing her. Was that your idea?

I'm fond of Lisa.

She'll come out fine.

What if she won't cooperate?

We're not asking her to cooperate, but to obey.

You seem to forget the difference.

What's your problem? Morals? Ethics, as they call it now?

You had no qualms about killing that girl in Madrid.

I've stalled the investigation so far.

I sometimes wonder if what I do

makes any sense.

We all wonder some day.

But there's one thing I'm sure of.

I wouldn't trade this life

for anything on earth.

Take this from a friend.

There's a duty order waiting for you at home.

It's not a kiss-off.

You have my word on that.

Congratulations, Lisa.

I'm very satisfied with your work.

Come. I have something important to tell you.

You will always be alone.

It's an essential part of being an agent.

It demands more than courage. It demands self-sacrifice.

Jump.

It's a long way down.

Jump, Lisa. Jump.

You can, or you wouldn't be here.

Jump.

Why no newspaper of my country?

Should've stayed back home, girl.

What's the matter with her?

Her son died recently. She just heard.

I'll talk to her.

Helena, come on.

Can I get you some water?

Yes please.

She's calm now. We can't stay all day.

Kuwait Clearing Bank, Luxemburg.

You French are very costly. Too costly.

We're cheaper than the Americans, believe me.

We let you work. Nice, no?

Money. The sinews of war.

You take the money I use to vaccinate children.

Mother Teresa in an Armani suit.

Your agents, the one in prison

and the shit-stirrer. What will you do with them?

Are they under control?

Whenever you're ready.

I'm warning you,

Da Silva drives a much harder bargain than me.

He's worse than a Lebanese trader

and he controls most of the country.

This isn't business we're doing here.

This is diplomacy.

What's the difference?

You speak Portuguese?

A little.

Brilliant.

Talk to him in English. He likes it.

Follow me.

About... you know who.

I'll ensure none of our people picks her up from the prison.

I'm to take you back to France.

Give me that.

How do you feel?

Empty.

Totally empty.

Dark blue BMW, 283 BG 43.

No sign of an escort.

Can't you be careful?

Damn it! I'm calling the cops.

Call that a safe distance?

Shitheads!

You OK?

I'm cold.

- Want the heater on? - Please.

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