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You are safe here with me.

Has a decision been
reached on how far

this country would
be willing to go

in helping an anti-Castro
uprising or invasion in Cuba?

Well, first, I want to say that

there will not be,
under any conditions,

an intervention in Cuba by
United States armed forces.

And this government will
do everything it possibly can,

and I think it can
meet its responsibilities,

to make sure that
there are no Americans

involved in any
actions inside Cuba.

Excuse me, sir. Do you
have change for a dollar?

- Thank you, sir.
- You're welcome.

From our friends on
Wall Street. Miami?

Right away.

Cardinal is interested.

So, the weatherman
says Sunday is

a perfect day for
a trip to the beach.

I hope you can
still dance, Edward.

Couple of days, we'll be doing the
cha-cha in El Comandante's bedroom.

I'll try to remember to bring
my dancing shoes, Richard.

Morning, Ray.

Mr. Hayes.

Miami, and our op
center off Guatemala.

Pack a bathing suit, Mr. Brocco.
We're going for a swim.

What do you make of
our chances for success?

If we get the support
that we've been promised,

I'd say it's fairly certain.

But if there are any doubts,
I can still put out the fire.

It's gone beyond that.

Rocking Chair is still smiling.

It's the White House.

Everybody's waiting for
the good news. Godspeed.

When you're back, come up to
the mountains. We'll go fishing.

Yes, sir.

He's been put on notice.

In Cuba, sometime before dawn,

the invading forces" B-26
bombers give air cover

to men landing on the beach.

As the sun rises, there is a
surprise attack from Castro's air force.

The B-26es are shot down.

Without air cover, the anti-Castro
force's ships are attacked.

And the men are cut off from their
supplies. The situation looks dire.

"Where is the air support?"

"Where the hell is the Navy?"

"Could you throw something
into this vital point in the battle?"

"Enemy in Red... Trucks
coming from Red Beach"

"are right now one
kilometer from Blue Beach."

"Two thousand militia attacking
Blue Beach from east to west."

"We need close air
support immediately."

"Well, I am destroying all my
equipment and communications."

"I have nothing with which to
fight. I am going to the woods."

"I cannot wait for you. I
am going to the woods."

They knew where to find us.

There's a stranger
in our house, sir.

I love you.

People who really love
each other don't have secrets.

You are safe here with me.

I love you.

People who really love
each other don't have secrets.

You are safe here with me.

You have such a...

I love you.

People who really love
each other don't have secrets.

You are safe here with me.

The President's saying
he's going to break

the CIA into a thousand pieces.

Somebody on your
desk gave away the store.

Told the Soviets where to
find you at the Bay of Pigs.

You got a big problem,
very close to home.

There's gonna be an extensive
house-cleaning on your side of the street.

Fucking cigarettes.

My ring doesn't
even fit me anymore.

They didn't get it all.

I'm sorry.

Be careful.

Your name is on a "must
worry" list, right at the very top.

You forgot your hat.

Somebody left a package
on my doorstep last night.

Have Tech wash them right away.

I've been trying to reach you.

I haven't been staying at
the Embassy compound.

I've been doing
some outside work.

I heard there was a setback.

Sometimes the best-laid
plans of mice and men...

Be very careful.

I'll be fine. You
worry too much.

Just please be careful.

Everything's fine.

Goodbye, Son.

Goodbye, Father.

We sail the ocean blue

I'm called little Buttercup
Dear little Buttercup

Though I could never tell why

But still I'm called
Buttercup Poor little Buttercup

Sweet little Buttercup, I

I've treacle and toffee
I've tea and I've coffee

But hark ye, my merry
friend, hast ever thought

that beneath this
gay and frivolous

exterior

There may lurk a cankerworm?

Miss Buttercup. Skull and
Bones. Accept or reject?

Accept.

Not a word to anyone.

How does it feel being a woman?

Why do you want to know?

Gentlemen,

I will remind you, you have
all taken an oath of secrecy.

You have been chosen
to become members

of America's most
secret society.

For over 100 years,

Skull and Bones members
have included a President,

Vice Presidents,
Supreme Court justices,

congressmen and senators,
captains of science and industry.

The very best of America.

I don't think this is for me.

You can't take it personally.

Getting pissed on is personal,
Mr. Russell. I take it very personally.

Edward, we're
all in this together.

Come back inside.

We're brothers for life.

Tell us, Mr. Wilson,
brother to brother,

something you've
never told anyone before.

Your most guarded secret.

Something you will
need to trust us with.

It was the Fourth of July, 1925.

I was six.

I was playing tag
with a friend of mine.

Edward, careful.

And I tried to get
away from him,

so I ran up the stairs
into my parents' room

and I hid in the closet.

I looked at my father's clothes,

and hanging there
was his Admiral's jacket.

And then I heard a sound.

And I saw my father.

And I must have made a
noise, because he turned,

and came into the closet
and opened the door.

Have you ever made
up a story, Edward?

Told your friends something
you knew wasn't true,

and you know that
if they found out,

they wouldn't like you anymore?

Why? Because you lied to them.

Do you understand?

And he asked me if I
knew what trust was.

And I said, "Trust is when
you feel safe with someone."

Like with my friends.
Like with you and Mother.

And then he said,
"Don't ever lie."

"If you lie to your friends,
they won't trust you."

"And you will have nothing"

"and you'll never be safe."

He told me to go
downstairs and watch

the fireworks,
because they'd started.

And then he shut the door.

The sound of the gunshot was

very different from the
sound of the fireworks.

And even at six years old, I knew
there was a big, big difference.

There was a lot of blood.

Father?

And in his left hand, he
held a note that was sealed.

I don't know why, but I took
the note and I put it in my pocket.

I always said it
was an accident.

It wasn't an accident.
My father killed himself.

Congratulations, Mr. Wilson.
I'm Richard Hayes,

Master of Secrets and Orders.

What did the note say?

I told you, I never
read the note.

You didn't read the note?

No.

My father said your
father was going to be

appointed Secretary of the Navy

until his loyalty was
brought under question.

We're not gonna have a
problem with your loyalty, are we?

"And yet, a certain
word, a glance, a guise"

"Will mirror never show,
reflecting not my gaze"

"But my uncertain
question caught"

"inside a shadow
of our shifting eyes?"

That really is quite
elegant, Mr. Wilson.

Good order. Very precise.

Feeling of the unknown.

Fine poetry is the
music of mathematics.

Numbers singing.

You have to look behind the
words to understand their meaning.

Right. Well, good
night, gentlemen.

Mr. Wilson?

May I see you in my
office for a few words?

I'm recommending you as editor of
our poetry magazine, The Poeticus.

I'm honored. Thank you. I
appreciate your faith in me.

Never be ashamed of
your abilities, Edward.

Wasn't there a picture that
used to sit on the mantel, there?

It was a group of soldiers?

It's my father's
Crimean War regiment.

The glass broke.

I'm having it mended.

I remembered it
because it reminded me

of my father. He was in the war.

I think we're being watched.

Being watched? What do you mean?

There's a man in a hat.

I don't see anybody.

You know, there's so much I'd
like to share with you, Edward.

But I hardly know
anything about you at all,

apart from you being a
particularly bright student.

I feel that we have a
kind of kindred spirit.

I really should be going.

Oh, I've started
to write something.

Perhaps you'd like to hear it.

"A bud has burst
on the upper bough

"The linnet sang
in my heart today

"I know where the pale
green grasses show

"By a tiny runnel, off the way"

"And the earth is wet"

"A cuckoo said in my
brain, 'Not yet, not yet'"

I haven't finished it.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Please.

I'm sorry. I can't hear.

What's your name?

Edward.

I'm sorry. Would you say it
again? I have to read your lips.

Edward.

Hello, Edward.

I'm Laura.

I'm sorry, would
you say that again?

There isn't one
person in a hundred

who would walk
by a hat on a bench

without giving it a second look.

That says a lot about you,
Mr. Wilson. You don't distract easily.

She's a very pretty girl.

Sam Murach. I'm with the
Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Mind if I walk along with you?

I had a chance to have a talk
with a fraternity brother of yours.

John Russell, the senator's son.

John said you might help us.
You're friendly with Dr. Fredericks?

He's my thesis advisor,
if that's what you mean.

He's been recruiting faculty
members and students

to join an organization called the
American German Cultural Committee.

It's a Nazi front. Has he
talked to you about that?

I'm a poetry
student, Mr. Murach.

I'm not political.

We'd be very
interested in finding out

the names of some
of the other organizers

for the Cultural Committee.

Are you asking me to
spy on Dr. Fredericks?

I'm asking you to
be a good citizen.

You blow that
thing up, it'll be fine.

I'll be seeing you.

In Poland, Hitler watches
German regiments

stream across the river San.

This was part of the river line
which the invading army forced

in its flanking drive
through southern Poland.

The Nazi Führer makes a
quick tour in the conquered nation

among the soldiers
in captured towns.

Hitler has given
the word of war,

and war it is! Poland
has been guaranteed...

Ladies and gentlemen,
it is a great privilege

to have with us here
tonight Mr. Haupt,

the Fuhrer's Education Minister.

Mr. Haupt?

Good evening.

Thank you, Dr. Fredericks
and members

of the American German
Cultural Committee,

for giving me the
opportunity to come to Yale.

Germany has always
been a country of...

Yes. Interesting.

It has been a great pleasure...

making new acquaintances...

- Excuse me.
- Of course.

Someone's in here!

Are you enjoying
yourself, Edward?

Very much so.

I'd like you to meet Mr. Haupt.

You know Dr. Manheim?

Yes, we've met.

I've been asked by
the faculty chairman

to relinquish my
post here at Yale.

Now, you'll hear many reasons
for what caused my departure.

Suffice it to say I'm
leaving with my name intact.

Good luck in your endeavors.

Now, Edward,

what did I do to deserve this?

Have you such little
regard for me that

you'd betray me for
my political beliefs?

You know and I know Trumbull
Stickney wrote that poem in 1902.

You were my teacher.
You betrayed me.

I thought we were
going to a party.

You want to protect me
from them, don't you?

No.

You think they'll
make fun of me.

That's not it.

That's not true.

It's okay.

I'm happy to be with you.

Would you like to dance?

I'm not a very good dancer.

That's all right. I'm not
a good dancer either.

How does this song go?

Blue skies

Smiling on me

Nothing but blue skies

Do I see

Excuse me, everybody,
I have an announcement.

I've just been told England and
France declared war on Germany.

But please continue dancing
and enjoying our music.

And I'll update you as
information comes in.

Thank you.

Before long, we'll
be at war, too.

Would you like to
get a room for us?

Umm...

Turn down the light.

I can't. I can't.

Good night.

Good night.

Thank you, Edward.

For what?

For being so nice.

In view of the fact we're taking

a propaganda lambasting
around the world,

why is it not useful, sir,
for us to explore with you

the real facts behind
this, or our motivations?

There's an old
saying that victory has

a hundred fathers and
defeat is an orphan.

And I wouldn't be surprised

if information poured
in here regarding...

Hello, Edward.

What are you doing here?

There were only a handful
of us until moment zero

who knew where we
were going to land in Cuba.

One of us couldn't
keep a secret.

I know it wasn't me.

Mr. Allen asked for the
Zapata list of personnel

who participated
in the operation.

I don't have one.

Tell Mr. Allen I'll give
him the list personally.

We're in the same boat together.

A leaky boat.

Don't ever think we're in
the same boat, Mr. Hayes.

We're either going to
sink or swim together.

People like us, we don't
let each other drown.

I have said as much as I
feel can be usefully said by me

in regard to the events
of the past few days.

Further statements,
detailed discussions,

are not to conceal
responsibility,

because I'm the responsible
officer of the government...

Mother, Father.

This is Edward Wilson.

- Mrs. Russell.
- Hello.

Senator.

Yes. It's a pleasure
to finally meet you.

Phillip and Toddy Allen.

Mr. Allen was President
of Bones, Class of '12.

Welcome to our little clubhouse.

Thank you.

Where's Clover?

Oh, there she is.

I think so. Yes.

This is my sister, Clover.

- Hello, I'm Edward.
- Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Bonesmen!

All here!

Reverend Collins
will offer grace.

Bonesmen first, God second.

Dear God, we thank you for
guiding the Evans Family Trust

in the care of our
beloved island,

so that we may come here
with our families and our friends

in comfort and in privacy.

He said he was gonna
ask me to dance later.

Here we go.

Don't you dance, Mr. Wilson?

Nobody asked me.

Ah.

Well,

I think I'll take my chances.

I'm asking.

John is very fond of you.

And I'm very fond of him.

He's talking of going off
to fight with the English.

My father isn't
particularly pleased about it

because he's one of the
organizers of America First.

Wouldn't look very good
for an isolationist's son

to go off to war, would it?

Your brother John is a man of
great conviction. I admire him.

And what about you, Mr. Wilson?
What do you believe in?

Are you in school?

You don't say very much, do you?

When there's
something worth saying.

Oh! Well.

I think I'm going to like you.

Mr. Hayes.

Gentlemen.

General William Sullivan,
Mr. Edward Wilson.

It's a great honor, sir.

I'd get up and shake your hand,

but my fucking
feet are killing me.

Something about too much
sugar in my blood and my urine.

So when do you boys
start your pissing contest?

I'll excuse myself.

Thank you, Phillip.

Why don't you sit down?

You understand that whatever

we discuss here
doesn't leave this room.

Of course.

We'll eventually get
involved in this war.

Not because we want to, but
because we have to, and we should.

And the President
has asked me to look

into creating a Foreign
intelligence Service.

And if that happens,
I'll be looking for

patriotic, honorable,
bright young men

from the right backgrounds to
manage the various departments.

In other words, no
Jews or Negroes,

and very few Catholics, and
that's only because I'm a Catholic.

You'd be trained
and commissioned

in the Army and posted overseas.

If it's something
you're interested in,

you have to be ready to
leave at a moment's notice.

I don't want your answer
now. Just think about it.

But this isn't a bunch
of fraternity boys

sitting around playing
with their pricks.

This is for real. For America.

Have fun.

And behave yourselves.

I'm supposed to be looking
for the perfect husband.

Are you the perfect
husband, Mr. Wilson?

Perfect in every way.

Then is there some reason that
you won't put your arm around me?

Day and night

Night and day

Mmm.

You are the one

I like this.

Very smart.

And under the sun

hear to me

Do you have a problem
with women, Mr. Bones?

Do you love me?

What?

Tell me you love me.

I love you.

Do you love me?

I do. I love you. I...

I still don't believe you.

I love you.

Say it. Say it.

I love you. I
think I love you...

Look at me. Look
at me! Stop. Stop.

Tell me!

I love you! I think I love you.

As soon as the world comes
to its senses, I'm going to travel.

London. Paris. Rome.

You can come with me.

Is everything all right?

Fine.

We're worlds apart.

What do you mean?

I feel like I'm just
a curiosity to you.

That is not... That's not true.

I feel like I'm not real to you.

That is not true.

Edward.

That is not how
I feel about you.

Edward?

John.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

My sister. She's pregnant.

I know you'll do
what's expected of you.

Do you, Edward Bell Wilson,
take Margaret Ann Russell

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

To love, honor and cherish

in sickness and in health

in good times and in bad
times, until death do you part?

I do.

I now pronounce
you man and wife.

A man in uniform
wants to see you.

Excuse me, Mother.

Did your mother and I ever tell
you where we took our honeymoon?

Mr. Edward Wilson?

If we could speak alone, sir.

Would you like to sit down?

No, thank you, sir.

General Sullivan
sends his regards.

He wanted to ask
you, sir, if you're still

interested in seeing
the rest of the world.

Yes, I certainly would be.

Good afternoon, sir.

Thank you.

My orders came through.
I'll be going overseas.

When?

In one week.

What are you going to do,
Edward? Save the world?

You are safe here with me.

The photograph
is particularly dark.

As we can see, there is a
Caucasian man and a Negro woman.

The resolution breaks
down pretty quickly.

The film stock is definitely
Russian, low grade.

One of the areas we've been
focusing on is the mosquito netting.

Mosquito netting is predominantly
in Africa, Southeast Asia,

any tropical climate.

The window curtains
here have a distinctive

pattern on them of baobab trees,

also seen in Africa.

Next to the curtains, we can
see the building's balustrade.

There's a pigeon here.
It's kind of hard to make out.

Pigeons are mostly found
in urban areas, town squares.

If you listen closely,
you'll hear an airplane.

We've washed it out.

By the sound of the
thrust of the jet engines,

we can determine that
it's a plane taking off,

and more than 1,000
feet off the ground,

which would further
suggest a large urban area.

On this section of the tape, when
you clear out background noise,

you can hear a female voice.

I love you.

People who really love
each other don't have secrets.

You are safe here with me.

Assuming we're talking
about the same woman,

the linguists tell us
her accent is French.

There's one word here,
we can't make it out yet.

There's an unidentifiable
noise washing her out.

It plays throughout the
recording at a high frequency,

suggesting an air-raid
siren of some sort.

We're gonna
keep playing with it.

This is a time for everyone
to stand together and hold firm

As they are doing.

I express my admiration

for the exemplary manner

in which all the air-raid
precaution services of London

are being discharged.

- May I help you?
- Yes.

I'm here to see the tailor
about a fitting for a new suit.

Certainly. And what kind of suit

would you be interested
in this evening?

A tweed or worsted?
Perhaps a nice gabardine?

Perhaps a worsted and a tweed.

Both single-breasted?

Yes.

Two or three buttons, sir?

Three buttons.

If you might come
this way, please, sir.

Please. Our senior tailor
will be right with you, sir.

Thank you.

Welcome to London.

You're going to have to learn as
quickly and thoroughly as possible

the English system of
intelligence. The black arts.

Particularly
counterintelligence.

The uses of information,
disinformation,

and how their use
is, ultimately, power.

They've agreed to open
their operations to us.

They can't win
the war without us,

but they don't
really want us here.

Intelligence is
their mother's milk

and they don't like
sharing the royal tit

with people who
don't have titles.

Your London tutor is
waiting to meet you.

This way, sir.

Six-five megacycles
at one, three, five, nine.

Eight point seven-six-five
megacycles at one, three, five, nine.

Four, two, zero,
seven. Standing by.

Point seven-six-five megacycles
at one, three, five, nine.

I should have known
better than to use Stickney.

Job well done, Mr. Wilson. You
blew a two-year operation for me.

I told General Sullivan to keep
an eye on you. Just as well, really.

I was beginning to long for
the bone-chilling cold of home.

It isn't personal.

Mr. Carlson? Is this the
American Trade Bureau?

Which product?

Dry goods.

You're late.

Yeah. That's what
my mother said.

Raymond Duca Brocco, born
May 8 in 1907, New York City.

St. Ignatius High School,
Fordham University.

Married Anita
Delvecchio, two children...

Stephanie and David.

Six-foot-two, 182 pounds,
black hair, brown eyes.

Military record, five
years Intelligence.

Anything you'd like to add?

Do you want to
look up my ass, too?

You're working for
me, Sergeant Brocco.

I'm working for the United
States government, sir.

In this office, I am the
United States government.

You're pretty sure of yourself
for somebody who just began.

They wouldn't tell me your name.

Then how do you know
you're not in the wrong place?

They said you were a serious SOB

that didn't have
any sense of humor.

There can't be two of you.

Are you going to answer it?

Depends if I'm working
for you or if I'm not.

One of your jobs, Sergeant,
is answering the telephone.

Yes, sir.

Use your tradecraft well, particularly
the use of black propaganda

and the ingredient
known as playback.

Understanding how effectively
your own disinformation

is actually working
on the enemy.

It's almost four.

How do you spell
syphilis? Is it one "I" or two?

Syphilis. One, I
think. I never had it.

It's vital to penetrate the
enemy's intelligence services.

Push them into an
unreal world, as it were.

Doctors in England

today announced that
medical records taken

from Adolf Hitler's
personal physician,

Dr. Theodor Morell, revealed that
Mr. Hitler had contracted syphilis

while serving in the German
armed forces during World War.

The very qualities that make
a good intelligence officer,

a suspicious mind, a love
of complexity and detail,

are the very qualities of
someone you'll be observing.

Good evening, Lord Cooper.

I have some information
that might be of interest to you.

The mental facility to detect
conspiracies and betrayal

are the same qualities most
likely to corrode natural judgment.

Everything that
seems clear is bent.

And everything that
seems bent is clear.

Trapped in reflections,

you must learn to recognize
when a lie masquerades as the truth,

and then deal with it
efficiently, dispassionately.

We know you've been passing
information to the German High Command.

Never give anyone time to think.

Now, I'm going to offer
you one of two choices.

You set the tone of the discussion
and quickly come to the point.

Either you can be
executed for treason,

or you can continue to
spy for the enemy here

and provide them with the
information we provide you with.

Pass this on to
your German friends.

And if I find out
it wasn't done,

there won't be a second chance.

You'll quite simply be hanged as a
spy. Do we understand each other?

How do we know he won't
be working for two masters?

Precisely. We don't.

How do I know If ll
can even trust you??

You won't.

I mean, I hope you're lucky
enough to meet someone you trust.

I regret to say

I haven't.

You must be young Edward.

Dr. Fredericks has told
me so much about you.

- Arch Cummings.
- Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

I understand we're of a
like mind on many things.

Good schoolboys,
Yale, Cambridge.

Dreamers.

They say to be an
exceptional intelligence officer,

you have to have a steady mind,

an unwavering sense of
belief in what you're doing,

and be a hopeless romantic.

American Trade Bureau.

It's overseas, a
Senator Russell for you.

Hello?

Yes. Yeah. Yes, I can hear you.

Thank you for telling me.

Goodbye.

We had a boy.

Would you mind if
we called him Edward?

If we called him Edward Junior?

I love that. I think it's
perfect. Fit for a king.

That's what I was
thinking. Fit for a king.

You like Edward?

Aw, I think he likes it.

So, how are you? Are you

saving the world
and keeping us safe?

Sometimes.

What color are his eyes?

Hello?

Hello?

When he's old enough,
you can read it to him.

It's a first edition.
Charles Dickens'

A Christmas Carol.
It was my father's.

He would read it to
me when I was a boy.

Thank you.

I had an unfortunate
discovery today.

A man that works for me,
sat just outside my door.

I found out he had given a rose
to a woman with a small note.

The rose was quite
lovely, an Abyssinian rose,

its stem neatly
wrapped in silk paper.

All quite beautiful
and touching,

save for the fact that
the paper was filled

with secret writing
for her German friends

detailing changes to the
American order of battle here.

Excuse me, sir.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

How did the Irish poet say it?

"A friend for today is
tomorrow's heartbreak."

Do you know what
my deepest fear is?

That I will end up friendless.

Completely alone.

I think you two know each other.

Richard. I didn't
expect to see you.

Hello, Edward.

Mr. Hayes has come over to
work with us in Special Operations.

I hope you don't mind, I've
invited him to join our conversation.

I'm afraid our dear
English teacher

has a bad habit of
making easy friendships.

You know, of course, about
his particular sexual tastes.

I'm afraid he's not been very
discriminating in his partners.

Some people are extremely
worried about his exposure.

I hope you two can help sort this
rather delicate matter out for us.

This seems to me to be
a problem for the British.

Why are we involved?

The British are
a civilized people.

They don't eat their own. They
have somebody do it for them.

So why are you telling me?

I'm giving you an opportunity to
handle it. Or somebody else will.

I'm sorry you've
been brought into this.

If the headmaster
won't listen to reason,

you might want to tie your shoe.

I'm sorry it has to be this way.

It's not something I'm happy
about having to be doing.

Have you thought
at all about maybe

going back to teaching
again full-time?

They're concerned about my
personal associations, aren't they?

Cambridge boys
stick together like glue.

I'm far too democratic
in my tastes for them.

They like pressed
trousers and proper buttons.

No. I've done all the
teaching I intend to do.

I am who I am.

I'll suffer that.

Please. You've given all
the service that you can.

It's time to retire.

The good schoolboy
will be close by.

He'll want to know my response.

I understand if you
want to tie your shoe.

It's a dirty business, Edward.
I've been part of it for far too long.

You might want to
think about getting

yourself a new pair
of shoes, Edward.

There's a wonderful
shop in St. James'.

Mr. Pettibone's. He's
bootmaker to the King.

But then, I suppose we all
are in our own way, aren't we?

Bootmakers to kings.

Get out while you still can.

While you still believe.

While you still have a soul.

Hello. Any of you
chaps got a light?

I'm sorry.

He knew too much.

You understand.

People who really love
each other don't have secrets.

You are safe here with me.

It appears the word
we couldn't make out

had its sound wave significantly
clipped by whoever made this tape.

We restored it by
amplifying specific

frequencies seen
on the oscilloscope.

Cochinos is Spanish for "pigs."

Let me hear it again.

And the siren noise
we couldn't pinpoint

before were hiding church bells.

For some reason, other noises
were added to distort the bells.

In the makeup table's mirror,

you can actually
make out the reflection

of a church steeple,

whose three belfries correspond
with the bells you hear.

The volume indicates that
the church is across the street,

again, possibly
on a town square.

On the nightstand, we
can see a clock radio.

It reads almost
10:00, which would

correspond with
the church bells.

I also have audio
of a ceiling fan.

It's a four-blade, standard ceiling
fan. We don't know where it's from.

There is something here.

It could be nothing significant,
maybe a candle, a paperweight.

Or it may be
something personal that

we could identify the
people in the room with.

We're going to wash it
again, maybe see what's there.

How long until
there's some definition

as to exactly where we are?

We're going as
quickly as we can, sir.

How are Clover
and your little boy?

Good, thank you.

You know, he's almost five.

You made quite a name
for yourself in London.

The World War is over.

The war for the
world has just begun.

In every liberated
country, there will be

a battle between
us and the Russians

for their hearts and minds.

Since we dropped the
bomb, they're feeling

a little short between the legs.

The Russians still live in the
19th century. Beets and potatoes.

All that will change
dramatically.

Right now, they're
gobbling up territory,

taking home every
scientist they can steal.

In 10 years, they'll
have the bomb.

We have to get
anyone that can be

useful to us out of
Berlin before they do.

Churchill was right.

We shouldn't have stopped
marching until we reached Moscow.

They're from Switzerland.

I had them sent with
the pouch to Berlin.

They're a weakness of mine.

When I was a child, my mother would
always reward me with a chocolate.

It's a dreadful habit.

Chocolates or seeking approval?

Both.

He was an officer in the Abwehr,
German Military Intelligence.

He says he knows the location of

certain Nazi V-2 rocket
scientists in hiding.

Ask him where he wants to go.

He wants to go to Chicago.
He has relatives there.

Tell him if he provides
us with the names

and locations of the scientists,

I'll arrange an
exit visa for him.

As soon as he's
served his purpose,

turn him over to
the Nazi catchers.

An ex-Waffen-SS Group Commander

would like to speak
with you about asylum.

It's very ugly, isn't it?

It isn't meant to be jewelry.

I lost the sound in
one ear altogether.

I can hear with the help of
the apparatus out of this ear,

but they say in
one year or so...

You hardly notice it's there.

The Russians are interested
in making a prisoner swap.

We are prepared to offer you some
Jewish scientists liberated in the East

for some Nazi scientists
you have here in Berlin.

These are the names
we're willing to discuss.

I understand your
cryptonym for me is Ulysses.

Is that for the James Joyce
book or the Greek myth?

Do you know what our
code name is for you?

Mother.

I took the first hot bath
yesterday I've taken in three years,

since the siege of Stalingrad.

I sat for hours,

looking out the window,

soaking.

When I was a soldier,
my fingers were frostbitten.

Since then, when I get cold,

there is a pain.

Maybe you shouldn't
live in Russia.

We all have our weaknesses.

What is yours?

I had heard you were silent.

"Made of stone," they said.

What is the expression?
"The silence is deafening."

You are going to be a
formidable adversary, Mother.

I look forward to
our association.

I hope it lasts for a long time.

I love you.

People who really love
each other don't have secrets.

You are safe here with me.

We were able to make
out the brand of the fan.

It's called a
Froid. It's Belgian.

The object on the nightstand, we're
still trying to find out what this is.

We just can't get any
more definition out of it.

Who is this?

Who's this?

Hello, Father.

You have a birthday coming up.

I'm going to be five soon.

You're a big boy.

I'm bigger than
Andrew, and he's six.

Is your mother there?

What? I can't hear you.

Is your mother there?

She's getting dressed
to go out with her friend.

He has a new car. He
let me drive with him.

Hello, Mr. Wilson. This is Edna.

Mrs. Wilson is upstairs.
She's getting ready for dinner.

I'll tell her you're
on the phone.

I'll call back.

Pardon me.

Do you need me
for anything else?

No, thank you.

Do you ever eat, Mr. Carlson?

I like to cook. Would you
like a home-cooked meal?

Have you ever read Ovid?
Metamorphoses in the original Latin?

It's quite beautiful.

"I grabbed a pile of
dust and, holding it up,"

"foolishly asked for as many
birthdays as the grains of dust."

"I forgot to ask that
they be years of youth."

Bravo.

I should be going.

Would you like to stay?

Would you like me to?

I would like you to very much.

Maybe we could go
somewhere together?

The lakes in Bavaria
are still beautiful.

There was an inn
there before the war

where they served
breakfast in bed all day.

Hanna?

I hope you never go home.

Bavaria is really
a beautiful place.

I was born there. My
grandmother lived there.

I really miss her.

Why don't we go, hmm?

I let a stranger into our house.

Mother! Father's here! Mother!

Hello, Edward.

Hello, Clover.

I...

I like to be called
Margaret now.

It's very nice to see you.

It's good to see you, too.

I made something for you.

See? It's a ship.

But it's got the
flag of England.

And then I put a
pirate flag there.

And if you like, you can count

how many sails there are.

You want to try that?

Fifteen.

That's right.

Fifteen.

No, no, it's yours.
I made it for you.

If it's all right with you,

I thought maybe we could
sleep in separate beds for a while,

just until we get to
know each other again.

I made up the spare room.

All right.

What do you hear
from your brother John?

I thought you knew. He
was killed in Burma, in 1944.

You never mentioned
it in any of your letters.

There wasn't very much to say.

Six years is a long time.

I was lonely and I
was with a man once.

He wasn't very interesting.

Were you with anyone?

It was a mistake.

Thank you for the
ship you made for me.

You're welcome.

I'm glad you like it.

Mother said you were in the war.

Did you fight? Did
you kill anybody?

No.

Good night.

Good night.

No! You're it!

Hello, Father.

Hello, Edward. Hello.

Hello, dear.

There's somebody
waiting for you in the den.

General.

Edward.

I'm sorry to barge
in on you like this.

Your wife kindly
helped me to a drink.

My feet, they keep
cutting off pieces of them.

It's not dignified for men to
have to die from the feet up.

Well, while everybody's been
feeling good about themselves,

the Soviets,
without firing a shot,

have taken over half the world.

They're breathing
down our necks.

They'll be in our backyard
before you know it.

So, I've been
telling the President

about the need to create a
new Foreign Intelligence Service.

One that would do in peacetime
what OSS did during the war.

Phillip Allen will be
heading the agency.

Richard Hayes will be his exec.

And you'll be taking Division C,

special operations that
report only to the Director.

It would be limited to
overseas, obviously.

Subversive operations,
intelligence gathering and analysis.

And I'd be interested in
your thoughts about this.

Particularly in your area of
expertise, counterintelligence.

I'd be glad to help
in any way I can.

That's all right.

Edward, go outside.

Excuse me, sir. Margaret!

Come on, Edward.

Come. Let's go outside,
all right? Daddy's busy.

Thank you.

I have to tell you, I have some
real problems with this whole thing,

despite how much we need it.

I'm concerned that
too much power

will end up in the
hands of too few.

It's always in
somebody's best interest

to promote enemies,
real or imagined.

I see this as America's
eyes and ears.

I don't want it to
become its heart and soul.

So I told the President,
for this to work,

there's gonna have to be
some kind of civilian oversight.

Oversight?

How can you have
a covert organization

if you have people
looking over your shoulder?

You know who gave
Hitler his power?

The clerks and the bookkeepers.

The civil servants.

I have this one weakness.

I believe in a just God.

I always seem to err on
the side of democracy.

This must be a nice
place to raise a family.

I never made the time.

I'll be dead in
less than a year.

I love this country.

We all do, sir. We all do.

No matter what anyone tells you,

there'll be no one
you can really trust.

I'm afraid when all is said and
done, we're all just clerks, too.

I was under the impression that
Dr. Ibanez supported a democracy.

I'm afraid he's
changed his mind.

The doctor's started to
believe his own propaganda.

I mean, you dreamed this guy
up, Edward, helped get him elected.

Those are the Soviets.

International Department of
Central Committee members

Trubnikov, Kushelnikov,

who have become
overly interested in

their natural resources,
particularly coffee.

Our economic interests
are being compromised,

to say nothing of the dangers of a
Soviet presence so close to home.

For security, Edward, we must
establish our own presence there.

Wait, stop. Can you go back?

Go back a little bit.

Run it from there.

I just thought I saw something.

I want you two to put
your heads together on this.

Michael will be going down
there as an agricultural specialist

with the Mayan Coffee
Company. Non-official.

He'll be our eyes and ears.

Congratulations.

Thank you, sir.

- Good luck.
- Thank you.

I wouldn't wear my
class ring down there.

Yes, sir. Of course.

I want all intelligence on this

sent directly to me
and no one else.

I believe that's what
you're looking for.

That'll do it.

Mr. Wilson? This came for you
through the Carlson cover address.

There was no card.

There's been a potential
compromise down south.

Ulysses.

We can't wait another 24 hours.

If you can guarantee
that all assets are

in place and prepared
to move on my order,

I'm prepared to move as well.

Come back to bed.

What were you talking about?

It's grown-up talk.

I had a nightmare.

Everything's fine.

Could you stay with
me another minute?

Try to get some sleep.

Yes?

We haven't got time
to be sure on this.

This whole thing
hinges on support.

If we don't have the support, I
can't guarantee the outcome.

Can you guarantee the support?

That's not a guarantee.
That's not an answer.

Do what you have to do.
These men aren't ideological.

Put more in their Christmas
stockings, and they'll fall into place.

Call the station chief.
Get him out of bed.

Margaret tells us that
you work with the CIA.

My wife has a vivid imagination.

I'm a trade advisor.
A civil servant.

- Good night.
- Good night.

How dare you speak
to me that way?

You are never to tell
anybody what I do.

How dare you? Those people are
my friends! I don't have a lot of friends!

You are never to tell anyone what it
is I do. Never. Do you understand me?

What you do? What you
do? I don't know what you do!

You leave at five, you're
home at ten, seven days a week.

You don't say a damn word to me!

I live with a ghost! I
don't know what you do!

Call back.

They're ready.
Launch the operation.

Say something.

- Say something.
- I have to go now.

Say something! Talk
to me! Say something!

Look at me. Say something.

Remember what I said.
Don't touch anything. All right?

Merry Christmas,
Margaret. Edward.

Merry Christmas.

Is this young Edward?

Would you like to
come inside and

meet our very special
guest this evening?

Oh, Santa Claus.

- Would you like to meet Santa?
- Yeah.

Come along.

Toddy is wonderful
with children.

Yes, she is.

Come and meet Santa.

Would you like a drink, Edward?

Thank you.

I believe congratulations
are in order.

The doctor has no more patients.

The costs of malpractice.

- Gentlemen.
- Edward.

Phillip.

Bill.

Gentlemen,

you can all be very proud
of what you've started.

Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas, Bill.
- Merry Christmas.

Christmas is full of surprises.

Do you like surprises
under the tree?

Well, we'll make sure
you have lots of surprises

and things like that. Okay?

I'm sure Mom and Dad agree
that that would be a good idea.

Surprises are the best part
of Christmas, don't you think?

How about games?

How about ball games?

Can I get you a towel?

I'm so sorry.

Are you all right?

All right. It's all right.

Can you take me home, please?

- I think we should go home.
- Lower your voice.

You can use our bath if you'd
like. I might have some dry clothes.

Thank you. Come with me, Edward.

It's all right. Come with me.

Can I help you up, Mrs. Wilson?

Did you know that
Phillip is going to be

on the Mayan Coffee
Company's board of directors?

Remember what I said
to you about friends.

You look good, Edward.

How long has it been?
Seven, eight years?

A lot of water under the bridge.

Carolyn and I, we just
bought our first house.

And everything's already broken.

I spend my
weekends fixing things.

By the time I get
everything fixed,

it'll be time to sell
the fucking house.

Maybe you can give me
a heads-up on somebody.

You're asking me to give you
FBI files on an American citizen?

You know I can't do that. It's
against the law to spy on citizens.

Keep it.

Maybe someday
you'll change your mind.

May I come in?

You know, I've never
been in your office.

How was the fishing?

It was a bad year.
The water is too high.

I understand you
wanted to personally

give me the Operation
Zapata list yourself.

There isn't one, is there?

You know it was
a silent operation.

It wasn't silent enough.

I've been asked by the President

to suggest who we
no longer need with us.

Who would you recommend, Edward?

I serve at the pleasure
of the Director, sir.

I'm just a gatekeeper.

And why is it that people
like us choose to serve,

for nickels a day, in a
profession that makes us

constantly look over our
shoulder to see who's watching us?

When will you
make your decision?

Decision?

I serve at the discretion of the
President of the United States.

I will do what I think
is best for the country.

It's important that we
find out who's responsible.

Good night.

At 2242, call received on Berlin
base chief's operational line.

Man says he's senior officer,
KGB. Would not give name.

Open up. Thanks.

"KGB officer asks when
Mr. Edward Wilson is coming."

"He wants to know
Mr. Edward Wilson's response."

Tell him Mr. Edward
Wilson is here,

and would like to know what he
intends to provide us with in return.

He says, "In return
for safe journey",

"he will provide Mr. Wilson
with clear understanding

"of last three losses in Moscow

"and identities of Soviet
agents in your country,"

"penetrations of
Moscow station."

"He will also speak personally
with Mr. Edward Wilson about"

"Ulysses.

"Things only he
knows of Ulysses,

"how he thinks,
what he plans to do,

"and what he wants Mr. Edward
Wilson to think he is doing."

"To establish bonafides,
he will carry with him"

"KGB surveillance photographs
of all CIA officers in Moscow"

"and would be more than
happy to take polygraph."

Ulysses.

Ask him what his weakness is.

"The cold."

Let's get him over here.

My name is Valentin
Gregorievich Mironov.

My children's names
are Anatoly and Sergei.

My father played the cello. I
play the violin. But you know this.

I risk my life to come
all the way to tell you

this, to confirm what
you already know.

You failed the
polygraph, Mr. Mironov.

You know every
Russian fails polygraph.

Your polygraph doesn't
understand the Russian soul.

What more do you
want? I've given you

my bonafides, the
names of agents,

who has been compromised,
who you need to know about.

I want to speak to
Mr. Edward Wilson.

We were told Mironov was with
these men the day the photo was taken.

Your immediate superior?

We're not even sure that
any of the circled men are him.

I told you this three times
already. Sergei Budanov.

I want to speak to
Mr. Edward Wilson.

I would like some tea.

There isn't any.

I get thirsty when
I say too much.

You going to keep up this inane
questioning for much longer?

There's nothing you've told
us we don't know, Mr. Mironov.

I think you better
try a little harder.

I didn't come here to deal
with children, Mr. Edison.

Or is it Mr. Brocco?

We do our homework, too.

Hello, Mr. Mironov.
I'm Mr. Wilson.

Hello, Mother.

Ulysses is obsessed with you. Night
and day, you are always on his mind.

He trusts nobody.

The only one whom he
lets close is his aide, Sasha.

He is methodical, he plans
things years in advance.

For instance, you should know
he has developed a friendship

with a certain
neighbor of yours.

Fidel Castro. A young
man he has high hopes for.

I understand you had a most
interesting fish swim your way.

Mr. Allen thought it might be
possible for me to speak with him.

With you as the
chaperone, of course.

I brought him a little gift
I'm sure he'll appreciate.

Send Mironov in immediately.

It'll be nice to be closely
working with you again.

I expect you to
show me Washington.

We can paint the
town red together.

Valentin Mironov, Arch Cummings.

It is a great
pleasure to meet you.

My pleasure.

Now, please sit down.

It's nice to have someone like
you on our side of the street.

I thought you may enjoy this.

It's something you might
appreciate. I hope you haven't read it.

Very clever.

Thank you.

All Russia is our orchard.

The land is great and beautiful.

There are many
wonderful places in it.

Think, Anya.

Your grandfather,
your great-grandfather...

This is a very bad translation.

It is much funnier in Russian.

And now, doesn't
something human look

at you from every
cherry in the orchard?

From every leaf and every stalk?

Don't you hear their voices?

It's awful. Your
orchard is terrible!

And when in the
evening or at night,

when you walk
through the orchard

and the old bark
glows with the dim light

and the old cherry trees seem
to be dreaming of all that was

a hundred, two
hundred years ago,

and are repressed
by their heavy visions.

I'm due at a meeting.

We've left those
200 years behind us,

but so far, we
gained nothing at all.

We don't yet know what
the past is to be to us.

We only philosophize.
We complain

that we are dull,
or we drink vodka.

For it's so clear that in order
to begin to live in the present,

we must first redeem the past.

Are you Laura?

What?

Are you Laura? I'm
supposed to offer you a ride.

Hello, Edward.

Hello, Laura.

Why all the mystery?

Do you have children?

I have a boy.

Edward Junior.

Do you have anybody?

A cat.

I've often imagined what my
life would have been like with you.

And what did you imagine?

I thought you might teach.

Probably poetry.

I saw us living in a
small college town.

You once said to
me you were afraid

your life was already
planned out for you.

Are you doing what
you want to do?

My life has been
full of surprises.

You owe me a day at the beach.

How long do you think you'll be?

As long as it takes.

I think maybe I'll go ahead.

All right.

Nothing else is built the same

Nothing in the world

As the soft and wavy frame...

Mother?

There was an envelope
for you on the desk.

You look lovely.

Thank you, darling.

It's not enough that you
ignore me our whole life?

- You have to humiliate me?
- Margaret, please.

- You disgust me!
- Calm down, darling.

You're disgusting!

We'll start from the last.

So suppose the dame ain't
right Or completely free from flaws

Mother forgot
some of her things.

I'll see you at home.

Are you Laura?

Yes.

I was asked to give you this.

In an unprecedented effort
to improve U.S.-Soviet ties,

Premier Khrushchev began his
10-day tour of the United States today.

The visit will start with a
tour by President Eisenhower

of our nation's capital,
followed by a highly

anticipated speech
at the United Nations.

All right, now set it down.

Following that, the Soviet
Premier will travel across the country

to more casual destinations,

including America's
mighty steel mills,

wheat farms, and,
yes, Disneyland.

President Eisenhower greeted
Mr. Khrushchev this morning

at Andrews Air Force Base,
as they prepare to discuss...

It's perfect.

The ever-threatening
military build-up by the Reds.

Our glee club's been chosen to
compete in a national competition.

Now, back to The Classical Hour.

Would you come with me?

Would you like me to?

Yeah, very much.

I'll get your things.

It's good to have you home.

How was your trip?

Smooth as silk.

My FBI escort made the
trip here very pleasant.

Which one is your son?

Top row, third from the right.

He's a handsome young
man. My congratulations.

We're particularly
concerned about Cuba.

Your friend,

he's too close to home.

You don't appreciate him
breathing down your neck.

If we continue down this road,

there will be a Third World War.

I don't think either of
us wants a real war.

What would we
do for a living then?

If he keeps calling
attention to himself,

at some point, we may be
forced to send him a surprise.

Now, I don't want that to come
as a surprise to your people.

He is very important to us.

We would not like
to be surprised.

Be well.

Be well.

I am today announcing
my candidacy

for the Presidency
of the United States.

The Presidency is the most
powerful office in the free world.

Through its leadership can come

a more vital life
for all of our people.

In it are centered the hopes of
the globe around us, for freedom

and a more secure life.

Senator Kennedy, if you don't
win the Presidential nomination,

will you accept the
Vice Presidency?

I shall not, under
any conditions,

be a candidate
for Vice President.

If I fail in this
endeavor, I shall return

and serve in the
United States Senate.

We have a secure circuit
with Stockholm station.

Station reports
they have a colonel,

Directorate K,
counterintelligence.

Do we have a name?

May I help you, sir?

I'm a colonel with KGB.
I'm requesting asylum.

What is your name?

My name is Valentin
Gregorievich Mironov.

My name is Valentin
Gregorievich Mironov.

This other man who says
he is Valentin Mironov

is not who he pretends to be.

All right? His real
name is Yuri Modin.

"He was Ulysses' right
hand. He is Ulysses" mole.

Just tell me your real name.

It is just Ulysses
trying to discredit me.

Just tell me your real name.

My real name is Valentin
Gregorievich Mironov.

I was born in Bobruisk in 1924.

Attended the State Institute
of International Relations.

Served for three years
in Naval Intelligence.

My wife's name is
Tamara Markovskaya.

My children's names
are Anatoly and Sergei.

My father is a cellist.
I play the violin.

All I want is my freedom.

Pick him up.

You all right?

I'm sorry. You see
what you made me do?

Now just tell me the truth.

Because we're going to
be here as long as it takes.

I already told you the truth.

I want to know the truth.

You know my name.

Tell me your real name.

Mister, please, I'm not lying.

I'd like to believe you, but I
don't believe you. Understand?

Now, tell me your name.

My name is Mironov. It's
Valentin Gregorievich Mironov.

- That's your name?
- Yeah.

That's your real name.

Yes. This is my name.

- Tell me your name.
- I told you my name.

I told you a hundred times.

We're not going anywhere.
I just want you to know that.

We are not going anywhere. Today,
tomorrow, next week, next month.

Yuri Modin. He is your
mole. I am not your mole.

- You understand?
- I cannot tell you anything else.

I'm gonna be right in front
of you. The same position.

- This is my name.
- What is your name?

My name is Valentin Gregorievich
Mironov. This is my name.

Tell me your name.

I don't have a different name.

- Tell it.
- I don't have it.

- Tell it to me again.
- This is my name.

- Valentin Gregorievich Mironov.
- Tell it to me again.

Valentin Gregorievich...

Tell me your fucking name!

Mironov!

Valentin Gregorievich Mironov!

We are gonna be here a long time.

This is my name!

It's Valentin Mironov!

Shut up! Shut up!

I told you! I don't
have a different...

Tell me your name!

Tell me your fucking name!

Tell me your name!
Tell me your name!

Come on, tear
it off. Get it off!

Put him down.

Your name.

What is your name?

Tell me your name.

What is your name?

Sir, this is lysergic
acid diethylamide.

It's called LSD.

We've had some very
favorable results as a truth serum.

Look, it's him. Papa.

Soviet power is a myth.

A great show,

but there are no spare
parts. Nothing is working.

It's nothing but painted rust.

But you.

You need to keep
the Russian myth alive

to maintain your
military-industrial complex.

Your system depends on Russia
being perceived as a mortal threat.

It's not a threat.

It was never a threat.
It will never be a threat.

It Is

a rotted,

bloated

cow.

I am

Valentin Gregorievich Mironov

and I am free.

Shit. Shit!

If you would like,

I'll be willing to take
the truth serum, Edward.

I've nothing to hide.

I am who I say I am.

I know.

We send those who are
leaving us to go into the world

with the knowledge,
wherever they go,

whatever they do,
they will never be alone.

They will always be one of us.

And we say, Bonesmen, all here.

All here.

I didn't know you smoked.

There are a few things
you don't know about me.

I've spoken to a recruiter here.

I would like very
much to join CIA.

There are a lot of things
you can do, Edward.

I'd like you to think
about this very carefully.

I have thought about it
carefully. It's what I want to do.

I want to join the Agency.

I want to make you proud of me.

I am proud of you.

I've made up my mind, Father.

You can stop him.

He doesn't understand what
he's getting into. You can stop him.

- I can't tell him what to do.
- Yes, you can.

- No, I can't.
- Yes, you can.

Because he's doing it for you.

Because he wants
you to be proud of him.

And he wants to
feel closer to you.

You could have them reject him.

Absolutely not. I
won't do that to him.

Of course you won't.
You wouldn't do

anything for
anybody but yourself.

- That is unfair.
- Unfair?

That is unfair.

You abandon the people
when they need you the most.

I don't abandon people!

- You abandon people!
- I do not abandon people.

It's true.

- I have stood by you for 22 years!
- Stood by me?

I have stood by you.

You don't know what it
is to stand by somebody.

I stood by you and
I have stood by him,

I have done everything
to be a good father to him.

You have done no such thing!

I married you because of him!

I know you don't love
me, but you love him.

And no matter what, you should
stand by him and you should protect him.

I don't need you to tell me
I have to protect my son.

Promise me that
you'll protect him.

I'll protect him.

Today, in Havana,
Fidel Castro expelled

high-profile crime
figures from Cuba.

He's taken control of
their hotels and casinos,

popular vacation destinations
for many Americans.

Castro has nationalized
over $1 billion from

U.S. businesses in
the past six months,

and there's no telling what the
Communist dictator might do next.

I want to see a man about a hat.

He had three casinos down
there until Castro sent him home.

His people know
how to be discreet.

With the right encouragement, he
could help. And he's very patriotic.

Jimmy. Mr. Carlson.

Tina, the kids.

Come on, kids. Come on, come on.

We're going to
the beach. Let's go.

Mom, please.

Sit down. Want some water,
some coffee, whatever?

Is there some place
else we could go?

All right, Daddy,
we're going down

to the beach. We'll
be back in a while.

Make sure they
don't go into the water

unless somebody's watching them.

No, I'm gonna let them drown.

Make sure they put their
shoes on. They'll burn their feet!

We're getting their shoes!
All right, come on. Let's go.

So, what do you want
to talk to me about?

The government's about to
deport you for certain activities.

I've been in this country
since I'm two months old.

What does that make
me, Italian? I'm American.

And they're trying
to send me back?

I could have the
deportation order reviewed.

Have you classified as highly
sensitive for national security.

I could take the government
off your back if you can help us.

Youse are the
guys that scare me.

You're the people
that make big wars.

No, we make sure the wars
are small ones, Mr. Palm..

Let me ask you something.

We Italians, we got our
families and we got the Church.

The Irish, they have their
homeland. The Jews, their tradition.

Even the niggers,
they got their music.

What about you people,
Mr. Carlson? What do you have?

The United States of America.
The rest of you are just visiting.

The President wants the noise
level on the operation turned down.

How many men are involved?

Fifteen hundred.

Tell him we're going
instead to Bahia de Cochinos.

The noise level
will be way down.

We'll see you inside.

Could you hear what
we were talking about?

No, I didn't hear anything.

If something was heard,
it has to stay in this room.

Oh, I know that, Father.

Yeah, all right.

Bonesmen!

All here!

Reverend Christiansen
will offer grace.

Agency first, God second.

Thank you, Lord, for
bringing us safely here

to be with our brothers
and loved ones again.

Our prayers are with our
brothers whom God has seen fit

to take into his
gentle arms this year.

The Honorable Senator John
Russell, Senior. Mr. Stephen Loomis...

Would you like to dance, Clover?

I haven't been
Clover for a long time.

I'm going to Phoenix
to live with my mother.

Based on the ringing
of the church bells,

we're going to assume
the recording was made

at the same time the
photograph was taken.

We've checked the schedules
for flights leaving major airports

at or around 10:00 at
night for a two-week period.

There were flights
leaving nine cities.

Six were places that also would
potentially have a fan made in Belgium.

Five of those places were also either
tropical or in their summer seasons.

Three of those were places
where French is spoken.

We think the tape was
made in either Dakar, Abidjan,

or Congo-Leo.

It is all gone.

Hello, Mother.

Let me show you.

As you see, no cameras,
no tape recorders.

There is nothing else to know.

Can I play something for you?

Everything is a secret.

You were brought up on secrets.

What was such a big secret
that his own son couldn't know?

When he was
standing outside talking,

I'd heard something
I wasn't supposed to,

and he knew I'd listened
to his conversation.

I heard them say
something in Spanish.

Bahia de Cochinos.

Bahia de Cochinos.

I'm afraid of him.

You are safe here with me.

People who really love
each other don't have secrets.

I have something to tell you.

I love you so much.

I love you so much.

She's been an active
asset of ours for some time.

Until now.

She loves your son.

Sometimes even
spies fall in love.

We can protect him.

Make him safe.

Nobody would know, not even him.

All it would require is for you

to help us

when your help is needed.

I thought you'd
like to see this.

She's a very pretty girl.

It's easy to see
why he fell for her.

I know it's an extremely
difficult situation for you.

But I'm afraid I'm going to
need your answer very soon.

You must decide

what is of more
importance to you.

Your country or...

Or your son.

She's not who you think she is.

She's not a friendly, Edward.

I don't believe you.

Why should I believe you?

You told me yourself
not to trust anybody.

You're the master
at creating the truth.

I love her.

I've asked her to marry me.

I will not let you take
that away from me.

I can't protect you anymore,
I can't keep you safe.

Safe?

Safe? I never felt safe.

I was always frightened.

I always lived in fear that something
awful was going to happen to you.

Or if not, to Mother or to me.

I was always afraid, because
everything was a secret.

Edward.

Hello, may I come in?

Yes. Of course.

Is everything all right?

I was on my way home from work

and I had this overwhelming
desire to hear you play the violin.

Play the violin? But...

Edward, I'm so tired. Can't
this wait until tomorrow?

I'd appreciate it if
you'd play it now.

Now?

I just wanted to hear
something from you that was true.

He was careless.

FBI. You're under
arrest. Stand up.

Didn't learn how to
hide in plain sight.

Where are they taking me?

I can't go home! You know
they can't trust me anymore!

You know what
they will do to me!

Sorry, Edward.

I truly did like you.

I mean it. In another
world, we actually

would have been
quite good friends.

Are you still there, Mother?

Your worst fear has come true.

Alone and friendless

without a country of your own.

We have a whole
new place to fight over.

The stars.

Your offer.

I have to decline.

You've succeeded in stopping
us from taking back Cuba.

The damage is done.

There's no need for
you to hurt my son.

Let's just leave it
between you and me.

Very well.

I will wait.

But there will come a time

when I will ask you to
help me with a problem

that wouldn't cost you much
but be of some value to me.

You never know what
the future will bring.

Friends can be enemies,
and enemies friends.

This girl,

neither of us can
be sure about her.

But she's about to be
a part of your family.

I believe in family.

You want her to be
a part of your family,

don't you?

It was good to see you.

We will talk again,
my dear friend.

Sorry to bother.

I want to buy a little souvenir

to my daughter.
They have no change.

What does it cost?

It costs a dollar.

Here. It's a gift. Regards from
the United States government.

It's a cardinal rule to be
generous in a democracy.

Thank you.

So where is she?

We're gonna meet
her at the church.

I can't wait to meet her.

You'll love her.
You're gonna love her.

Yes, that's good.

Come on in.

Hello, Margaret.

Let's celebrate. I'll
get some champagne.

How was the flight?

It was long.

How do you like
living in Phoenix?

It's the first time
I've slept in years.

Here we go.

To your happiness.

To your happiness.

Your wife...

What have you done?

Will you go inside, Mother?

Go inside, Mom.

Please, just go in the church.

She's pregnant.

You couldn't...
You couldn't have.

- You couldn't.
- No.

I love you.

I love you so much.

- Mr. Wilson?
- Mr. Hayes.

Have you been
here before, Mother?

No, I haven't.

Whose idea was that?

It's classified.

Mr. Allen has notified
the President he'll resign.

Something about
Swiss bank accounts.

Where did these come from?

They were in the car. I thought
you had them sent down, sir.

Seems the greedy bastard has
been hiding money away for years.

Whoever had the
statements sent them

to him in a box of
Swiss chocolates.

It wasn't you, was it?

The President's asked
me to become Director

and do a complete
housecleaning at my discretion.

I need someone I can trust.

After all, we're still brothers.

This building doesn't
get built without you.

You're CIA's heart and soul.

Who knows, you
might have a secret

about me in that safe of yours.

This whole wing
will be your part

of the world.
Counterintelligence.

Take a look around. I've
got an oversight meeting.

Can you imagine? They think
they can look into our closet.

As if we'll let them.

I remember a senator
once asked me

when we talk about CIA, why we
never use the word "the" in front of it.

And I asked him, "Do you put
the word 'the' in front of God?"

"They are right what
they say about me."

"I was weak. A coward."

"I compromised myself."

"My honor. My
family. My country."

"I am ashamed of myself."

"To my wife, I am sorry
I've done this to you."

"To my son,"

"I hope you will grow to
be a courageous man."

"A good husband. A good father."

'I hope whatever you decide
to do, you lead a good, full life.

"I hope whatever your
dreams may be come true."

"Your loving
husband and father."