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We've got to find a phone.

Call Gambit and tell The Unicorn has planned another killing.

And you have a little plan of your own.

I'm eternally grateful minister.

You're very courageous.

He got you right through the heart.

Very courageous. What if he'd got for a head shot?

Steed, he shot me, he wouldn't?

Well, there's no obvious wound.

So for a few brief moments, they thought you'd had a natural collapse.

You know the confusion. The Unicorn made his getaway.

The Unicorn? You sure it was him?

Definitely. His precise, immaculate style.

Unicorn.

He has a triple d rating.

Which means he's the top five of the good spy guide.

A ruthless killer. - A ruthless brilliant killer.

Steed?

Yes, Gambit?

Just left to Paris.

I could have stopped him,

but you want the whole organization, don't you?

The whole shooting match.

Well, we may have got that. He made a call.

Gave an address somewhere in Paris.

And we'll have to get there first.

I've already thought of that.

Got the airport standing by with a jet bomber.

So we can be there on time.

We're on our way.

You and The Unicorn. have a great deal in common.

Both legends in your own lifetime.

Well, we've been stalking each other for years.

And this time you've got him.

Well, not easy man to take.

Especially, if you want to take him alive and undamaged.

And on that score, now your gun.

Gun?

Gun.

It's him.

He's coming on up.

He's in the house. - Right.

Primary fuse.

Ah, 15 40.

Use your backhand, Gambit.

The trouble with you two is you're over impetuous.

You could have hurt him.

Yes, Purdey. And I was just getting the better of it.

Well, he's waking up now. Why don't you go and complete ...

... your brilliant victory. And I promise, I won't interfere again.

Yes. Well, taking everything into consideration. I ...

John Steed.

After all these years.

You never give up. - I'm one of the bulldog breed.

Purdey, of course.

So much more beautiful than the files on suggest.

I've read your file too.

Really? And how do you think on that chapter?

It doesn't really matter, does it? Your file's closed now.

And Gambit.

You handle yourself well, Mr. Gambit.

I.. I can't tell you what a relief it is to know that ...

... I've been taken by the very best professionals.

I.. I despise the second rate.

- Do come in. - Make yourself at home.

Ah!

This is champagne.

As usual, only the best.

How did you find me, Steed?

Who told you I was here?

I've always here admired your style, Steed.

Enjoy your little triumph while you can.

It will not last long.

Marco, come in.

Come in Marco.

What is it Peter?

He's in there.

I saw him go in.

There's also a girl gone in.

But no phone signal.

You know the rules.

No signal, no meeting.

Can you investigate without entering the building?

There is a way.

Okay.

Not as a professional.

You of all people know that I don't drink, Steed.

These days I live carefully.

I look at the labels and note the ideal.

Have you forgotten ten years, that hotel by the sea?

It was a good shot of yours.

Not good enough to kill me, of course.

But you did enough damage to put me on a diet for the rest of my life.

I've never really forgiven you.

I was the closest I ever got to you.

Until now.

The big mistake you made in ten years was trusting that young dancer.

What was her name?

- A ballet dancer? - A belly dancer.

The trouble was she found Steed more attractive than me.

This is fascinating.

Let's not dwell on past defeats.

Let's drink to present victories.

Enjoy your drink, Steed.

My people will have me out of here in a few hours.

I admire your confidence.

You will live to see justified, Mr. Gambit.

In fact, that's probably as long as you will live.

- Yes? - It's Steed and the other two.

Steed? Kill him.

Yvette.

Yvette. That was indeed.

- The belly dancer. - Yes.

The energy that woman had ...

... quite remarkable.

Wouldn't you agree Steed?

My relations with Yvette were unimpeachably respectable.

Unimpeachable?

Unimpeachable.

How about a little more champagne?

Merci.

Yvette.

Steed!

- It's him. - Are you sure?

- Looks nervous. - Yeah.

It's him.

Gambit!

- We lost him. - That's not all we lost.

That bullet passed through the mirror and ... - Hit The Unicorn.

Yes.

So he's killed by his own people.

But they're never gonna believe it.

Not in a million years. They'll think we did it.

- How they react? - Open warfare.

The Unicorn was the head of a very large organization.

The idea was that while we held The Unicorn.

They'd be good boys.

Exactly.

They thought we killed him.

They'd be very bad boys.

Well, what are we gonna do?

Keep him alive.

Maintain the illusion that he's alive and well.

That he's a prisoner in Paris.

Maximum security.

Steed's got that building sealed tighter than Fort Knox.

They're still holding The Unicorn there.

We won't risk moving in.

Steed is not taking any chances after your unsatisfactory performance.

Steed will bulletproof every window in the place.

- Then what can we do? - Make an exchange.

Take a hostage of our own and make a swap.

Steed won't let go of The Unicorn.

He spent ten years trying to nail him.

And now he has.

Exactly. So our hostage must be someone of such impotance.

Such eminence that Steed cannot refuse.

He's sleeping like a child.

Good. He rests as long as he can.

He has a busy day ahead.

I'm sorry, sir. This section of the train is closed.

Closed? I have a first-class ticket that I'm entitled to be in this carriage.

We are the first class passenger.

In here? This will be something to tell my wife.

France may be a republic, but my wife still leans towards monarchy.

They're also so much more colorful, don't you think?

I understand. I wouldn't dream of disturbing a sign of slumber.

It looks so peaceful, so safe.

- How long have you been in this job? - Five years.

And you still believe in the illusion of safety.

Come on. A high-speed train in the middle of the French countryside?

No.

He sees walkabouts we insists on doing now.

That's what scares me.

- The crowds, the confusion. - You know, what my biggest nightmare is?

A sniper behind a rock. A single shot.

Have you checked?

Unofficial stop and you haven't checked.

Have you heard the news?

Prince of royal blood has suddenly dissapear.

Would you know, what I think?

Yes.

Yes, I understand, we got a problem.

You ...

- Counter move? - Fast and ruthless.

It looks suspiciously like checkmate.

- Except we have one small problem. - We've already lost our king.

Why haven't they contacted us?

They're negotiating through higher channels.

Ah, commander, Le Cont LeParge. This is Purdey and this is Gambit.

Mr. Steed. I understand how long you have sought The Unicorn.

I understand, you should agree with me not having to release him.

But equally, you must understand my position.

At this moment, no one knows that his royal highness.

No one, except the people in this room men.

And those who have abducted him.

No one must ever know.

Royals are not vulnerable, monsieur.

Royals do not get snatched.

Obviously, we must agree to them every demand. - But Monsieur ...

I will broke no argument. They have asked for The Unicorn.

- The Unicorn, they must have. - Indeed they can.

There's only one problem.

There can be no problems, monsieur.

Well, The Unicorn ...

... he's just a teeny bit dead.

- Has he asked for anything? - Nope. He's very quiet.

Everything he wants he must have.

He's a very special guest.

Grima, I said a silver tray.

This is no good. Not even chato bottled.

And a paper napkin. You think, he's used to paper napkins?

You think that's what they use?

Ritter. You handle it.

Nothing but the best.

If I know Steed, he's treating The Unicorn like a king.

Really laying it on for him.

I never could bear the sight of a dead body.

- What on earth are we going to do now? - I must admit it's a bit of a poser.

Stall obviously.

And at the same time appear to be going ahead with a swap.

- But we've got nothing to swap. - Can you contact the kidnappers?

Yes, there is a way.

Tell them we agree to their terms.

Now, say that we need 24 hours to make the swap over arrangements.

Play for time. Can you manage that?

- Of course, of course. - But there must not be a hint.

Not even a suggestion that there's anything wrong here.

- No, no quite. - And in the meantime.

We're gonna pay a call on an old friend of the late lamented The Unicorn.

- Henri. He used to work for The Unicorn. - Used to?

- Well, he retired five years ago. - What can he tell us?

- No idea. - Sounds pretty thin, Steed.

Positively emaciated. Still you never know ...

... how he might give us. At least it's worth a try.

Very naughty.

That's very dangerous, you know.

If you tripped and fell wearing that,

you could easily be cut off in your prime.

What do you want?

I'd like to teach Purdey how to play ball.

It's all in the grip, you know.

You have it lightly poised.

And you get the ball as near the ...

Where did you learn to play ball?

Ladies team, Sorbonne.

- Oh, really? - When I was in France.

I had no idea.

I should like some information.

About what?

About The Unicorn.

Henri.

Henri.

- Ah! - Oh, pardon.

But I have retired, you know.

- I have not worked for The Unicorn ... in years. - Five years.

Who is your replacement?

I can't tell you. He would kill me.

Thank you very much for your information, Henri.

But I have not told you anything.

Do you hear that, Purdey? He've told me everything.

Not only give me his name.

But you'll give me a dozen other bits of information about The Unicorn.

- Photos, letters, exact information. - Well, I'm obliged you, Henri.

You can be quite sure, I'll tell everybody about your cooperation.

- They will kill me. - I'll send lilies.

His name is Marco. That's all I know.

Thank you, Henri.

Bonjour, Henri.

Marco.

- Not much. - Not enough.

Anyway, we'll store it away for future reference.

Let's hope that Monsieur LeParge just got in touch with the kidnappers.

Stay in the car Mr. LaParge.

We ...

We are prepared to proceed with the exchange.

But we need more time.

How much time do you require?

- 24 hours. - It sounds as if you are stalling.

- Why? - No, no. We ...

We are most anxious to proceed.

I trust The Unicorn is in good health.

- Dead to the world. - What?

- Sleeping. - Sleeping?

At the time like this? He is usually the most alert man.

- It was the champagne. - Champagne?

Steed. You know the perfect host.

Plied The Unicorn with champagne.

Do you agree to the postponement?

24 hours.

- It does not add up. - What?

The Unicorn drinking champagne.

You know as well as I that he doesn't.

Can not drink.

We have to find out what's happening in there.

How? The place is tipped with security men.

Grima.

Then even if he has caught, he cannot tell them anything.

Can he?

Not a word.

Irresistible.

The chef or the omelet?

What is one without the other? Purdey, you know I've enough on my mind.

Me too.

Do you know that eighty percent of staff o n state records are girls?

And not only that. 100 percent of the agent said ...

... are French girls.

Gambit, if you say oh, la la, I think, I should scream.

Oh, la la.

You say, oh, la la.

You have twice.

Anyway, there's no difference between french girls and english girls.

That's a woman's point of view.

- I see you have the files on Marco. - Yes.

Marco Levien, Marco Dubois, Marcos Sanetti.

4,322 Marcos.

The only Marco, we don't have is Polo.

Marco Polo.

That dead friend.

Very dead.

Nevertheless, even though he's dead, he's beating us.

Not necessarily. Not yet.

I mean, we haven't actually come up with anything brilliant yet. But that's really.

Because well, we haven't actually thought of anything brilliant. But I'm sure.

If we used to put our heads together and try to think of something brilliant,

We could.

We might.

Possibly?

By a stroke of genius?

No luck?

This omelet isn't as heavy as I feel.

Anyway, it is delicious, isn't it?

Steed, we've got to think of something.

Well, I've been pondering long and hard on the problem of how to swap ...

... a dead The Unicorn with a live and very important hostage.

- And what's your conclusion? - My conclusion is ...

... that we've got to think of something.

What about a duoble?

Might fool him long enough to get him away.

Yeah, what happens to the double?

I see what you mean. It'll come to a sticky end.

Sticky isn't in it. Gluetenous to a degree.

A wax model?

To 19th century.

What about a robot?

Science fiction.

- Gambit, no! - But he knows The Unicorn's dead.

He's our only link with the kidnappers. He's our only chance of finding him.

After him.

- What do you think you're doing? - Yes, yes. You quite right.

Heading west, help!

Gambit, he's heading north.

Now where are you?

Heading west.

Got you. Okay.

Now, make a left.

Good. You're on his tail.

He's turning east now.

Gambit, he's doubling back.

Purdey, what's happening?

You wouldn't believe it.

Purdey, which way now?

Left. No, right.

- Sorry. - Will you make up your mind?

Take the next left turn.

Gambit, take the next left.

- Are we winning? - He's gonna head him off.

Oh, Gambit, no.

No!

Purdey? - Gambit, turn right now.

Now, he's heading straight for you.

I've got him. He's ...

What's happening? - I think, Gambit headed him off.

He should have been back by now.

They got him.

I doubt it.

Even if they have, Grima isn't going to tell them anything.

Is he?

Well.

Progress at last. A little drop of truth serum ...

... our friend will open his heart to us.

- Uh, Steed, there's one slight problem. - What's that?

Let's put it this way.

- He's mute. - Mute?

Congenital deformity of the palate.

Oh, dear. I'm very sorry to hear that.

Well ...

We can get him to write it down, can't we?

And ...

... he's illiterate. Can't even write his own name.

Thank you.

This is catastrophic.

It's certainly not a five star napoleon, but hard to call it catastrophic.

But the situation is catastrophic.

Steed, this is no time for jokes.

In the contrary. If you'd face as many problems as I have,

you'd realize that the only saving grace was a sense of humor.

In fact, the situation seems so utterly hopeless.

Don't even bother to ask.

The answer is, Grima is not as helpful as ...

... lump of rock.

- Hopeless. Quite hopeless. - We've tried everything, Steed.

Even sign language. And did you know there are ...

... over 120 different sorts of sign language, including Albanian.

Albanian?

So we are back to square one.

And the 24 hours are almost up.

We will have to tell them The Unicorn is dead, Steed.

Offer them money. Whatever they demand.

I have access to unlimited funds.

- And kill you know who. In the eye. - Gambit's right.

It's not money they need, it's revenge.

The only alternative we have is to go ahead with the exchange.

But we can't. He will call here any moment.

We can. We will our way.

That'll be Marco. I do chat with him.

This is Steed. - Steed?

In person?

Is it Marco?

Who told you my name? - The Unicorn.

In the heat of the moment. I was just about to kill him.

He blamed you. You shouldn't have broken our agreement.

Sending Grima in like that it was very foolish.

The Unicorn's alive full.

Let me talk to him. I can explain.

You've done enough talking. Now listen.

We make the exchange in exactly two hours.

We make it in this building.

Take your instructions from me. - Wait a minute, Steed.

The Unicorn is getting impatient.

He doesn't want anything to go wrong.

Very well.

Yes. Yes, I understand.

Two hours.

You don't think I overdid it, do you? - No. Thoroughly convincing performance.

Little bit of information came in useful after all.

Dear old Henri, do you think that Marco swallowed it?

Swallowed what? The Unicorn is still dead.

But now, Steed is forced to Marco onto our ground.

Marco's terrified of what The Unicorn will do to him if anything else goes wrong.

But that still doesn't alter the fact that we haven't got anyone to exchange for ...

Not even between these four walls.

I just don't understand. - Mr. Lacont.

Albanian sign language.

It doesn't necessarily take two to swap.

I don't like it Marco.

Steed's planning something. - How can he?

We've got him. They dare not risk a hair of his head.

Even so, how can we trust Steed?

You think, I'm worried about Steed?

Don't you realize that if there is any delay any mistake,

The Unicorn will kill us both.

Okay Gambit, try it now!

Gambit, stop!

I meant, up, you idiot! - That was up!

Oh, yes, sorry. Hold on.

Gambit! - Did I get it wrong again?

Gambit, just send the lift down!

All clear, no guards.

Marco?

This is Steed.

In front of you is a table. On it is a two-way communicator.

Pick it up.

Go to the lift.

Steed, you understand that we have an explosive device ...

... strapped on our hostage.

A device we can detonate at any time.

By radio signals.

I know.

And we've just strapped a similar explosive device to The Unicorn.

Most ingenious, Steed.

If you try a double cross, I press my button.

And if you try anything The Unicorn will be looking for a new horn.

How do you propose to make the switch, Steed?

The lifts.

Look at the floor indicator panels.

The right hand lift is on the top floor.

That's where we're holding The Unicorn.

The left hand lift is on the ground floor.

Now, when we put The Unicorn into the lift, you put your man into the other one.

The one lift goes up, the other lift goes down.

Seems okay.

This is our insurance.

Very well, Steed. I agree.

Right.

The Unicorn is now in the lift.

We are ready. - Right.

Now, on the count of three.

One.

Two.

Three.

Ready.

Steady.

You're safe your majesty.

Yes. Well, don't worry.

We'll work out the assorted honors to be allocated later.

Now, excuse me your majesty, I'm very sorry ...

They have tricked us.

No!

He's got a gun. - I see that.

Why don't you take it off? - Why didn't you take it off?

- I wasn't down there. - I've got one gun.

I know, but he's got another one.

We've got to stop. - I gotta try.

- Try. - Try.

Well done.

Well done.

Well, while we're in Paris, no point letting opportunities slip by.

- No point at all. - One of the greatest cities in the world.

Steeped in culture.

- And history. - A chance to learn.

And broaden.

- To examine. - Exchange views.

- And sample the basic culture. - Exactly.

There's no difference at all, I promise you.

No difference at all.

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