All language subtitles for Close to the Enemy S01E06 x264 RB58 eng

Your German worked with V-2 rockets.

He has lied to you about everything.

I was never involved
in ordering executions.

Alex came rushing back from
work at lunchtime today.

I don't think he knows.
Do you think he does?

It's dynamite. Everything is there.

The people that turned down the chance

of getting rid of Hitler in 1938.

Are you going to make this all public?

Yes.

At a Foreign Office dinner
they're giving in my honour.

You going to change everything?
People spouting poetry.

I'm getting married.

- Married?
- Yes!

We haven't told anybody so far.

I dropped by to say hello,

and I also thought that it
was time to tell the world

about how we're giving
Nazis a night out,

and lovely new lives if
we think they're worth it.

I'm pretty sure people would be
very interested to hear about that.

And now, we have the
chance to hear some music.

A world premiere, in fact!

Mr Callum Ferguson is going
to play his latest composition.

Callum?

I have never been so terrified.

Fighting in Normandy was
nothing compared to this!

Sorry.

Sorry.

No need to apologise.
I am rather in the way.

I might have guessed that'd happen!

- That's my brother playing!
- You can tell from up here?

Yes, I know that tune.

Callum always tries out his new
pieces on me, since we were little.

Ah, so you're the policeman's brother?

I'm very interested to meet you.

Yes, I'm Victor, and I guess
you're the perfume lady?

I am, yes.

Very definitely the perfume lady.

Well, I won't stop, though.

Can't you? Even for a moment?

No, there are people looking for me,

and I have much to do.

And what's more, I've
just realised something.

What have you realised?

How everybody is moving on.

And that's just how
it's going to be now.

Yes.

Yes, I'm not sure...

where I fit in at all, really.

Well, if it's any comfort,
that makes two of us.

Me sitting here on the landing,
too nervous to go downstairs.

And me charging about.

I'm sorry.

Well...

I take it all back. This
man has a use after all!

And the other thing I take back,

I thought tonight was
going to be a disaster!

But it hasn't been that at all, has it?

It's dangerously close
to being a success!

Mr Ferguson?

- Are you dining with us this evening?
- Yes. Yes, I am.

I think I'll have the soup.

And then the pork served with
some boiled potatoes and cabbage.

- Can you do the special cabbage?
- Mr Ferguson...

No, I will have the special cabbage!

Is that all right?!

Impertinent.

Mr Ferguson!

Mr Ferguson?

I really must insist.
You must see the doctor.

For the sake of the other
guests, I must insist.

Excuse me, please.

Please leave us, thank you.

What's the matter, Victor?

You shouldn't be here.

You're missing your evening.

Don't worry, they can manage without me.

I'm not sure...

I'm not sure I can manage,
though, not tonight...

not any more.

I don't want to cry all over you again.

It's always a much
better view like that.

So you say each time.

Really? How many times
have you been this week?

I've been almost every day this week.

I've been almost every day for
the last six weeks, actually!

What dedication!

It's been a bit of a
blur with all the pills.

Aren't you neglecting the German, then?

No, no, his work's nearly there.

You look fantastically smart today!

Do you always look like this
when you visit the loony ward?

You're not in a loony ward,
you're in a psychiatric ward,

and you're going to
be able to leave soon.

I'm locked up, Callum.

But at least I've not got
electrodes poking out of my head,

thanks to you, and I'm grateful.

Today, my mind is
just wonderfully clear.

That's good because I have
a surprise for you today.

I brought some visitors.

- Visitors?
- Yeah.

Hello, Victor. You look so much better!

- Very good to see you, Victor.
- I brought you some chocolate.

Really good dark chocolate,
don't ask me how I got it!

Thank you.

This can't be all for
me, you looking like this?

Well, it's not entirely
for you, I'll admit.

We're going to a rather formal
cricket match to watch Alex play.

The Foreign Office
versus the Home Office.

That explains it. I thought
you were going to a wedding!

Talking of weddings,
have you heard the news?

The German is getting married!

He's getting married?!

Yes, he's marrying the young
waitress from the hotel, Anna.

Isn't that amazing?!

We're going to the
engagement party very soon.

Ah, Rupert.

- Good afternoon.
- It's going well?

Yes, very well.

Good afternoon, sir. Good luck.

The chief.

I have to say, you're very calm
for someone's who's about to go in.

I'm totally calm, yes.

Altogether, in fact.

It makes such a difference she's happy.

I had no idea what an avalanche of
work was going to hit me at the FO,

all these worries about if
the Russians get the bomb,

and whether we should
strike at them first.

I'm so pleased her
evenings of music and poetry

have proved such a success.

It was your idea, Alex.

For her to do more at the hotel.

It was, but you've encouraged her.

And for that I'm grateful.

Looks like you're in.

So he's off!

Talking of bombs going off,

I've been given a date for my party.

My dinner at the FO.

Oh, at last. That's terrific.

It's only just occurred to me

I don't know why I
didn't think of it before

but Alex he's not involved, is he?

No. No, not Alex.

But there are people here
who were very involved.

I knew he'd be good!

The German is getting married.

The German is getting married.

The German is getting married.

What is it, Victor?

Don't you start working yourself up.

The German is getting
married. It's not right.

It's not right that he's
getting married. It's not right.

The German is getting married.

That's the way, Lombard!

Good show, Alex.

It's amazing. I think he's
going to score 100 runs.

I hope he's not trying
to prove something to us,

because he knows I can't play cricket.

So there is something you can't do!

Alex is going back to Washington
for a few weeks on Saturday.

He is?

You know, he is definitely batting
as if he knows something about us.

He doesn't know. I'd be
able to tell if he did.

Good shot.

I thought maybe we
could go away somewhere.

- As a last sort of...
- Last? Why last?

Because if we don't
stop, he will find out,

and I don't want that, not at all.

Don't argue with me, Callum.

Very soon, you and I will
have to start new lives,

very different to this.

We can't keep putting it off.

Now, Victor, it is way past bedtime.

- Time for you...
- The German is getting married.

Victor!

Really!

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have done that.

I'm... I am so very sorry.

You've got a picture up
of the bastard, I see.

Captain Ferguson! Yes, I have.

I like to have photographs
of all my targets.

So how is your drinking companion?

The torturer?

She's still very quiet.

Sometimes, it seems I'm making
progress, but I'm not really.

Maybe it's because I can't stop myself

thinking about what she's done.

Time is running out.

The trial is very soon.

Have you thought about
taking her home for a meal?

No, I haven't thought
about that, surprisingly!

It's not a good idea.
Cooking is not my strong suit.

She's not going to be
thinking about your cooking.

Well, anyway, it's just a thought.

Are you OK? Why are you wearing gloves?

Because they won't let us
wear anything with our pyjamas,

unless we say we're cold.

Of course, I'm boiling now!

I know where they keep
the clothes hidden, though.

Victor, the German is
having his party this evening

to celebrate his engagement to Anna,

and I am going to have to go.

- No.
- So I want you to know...

It's not right, Callum, that he
should have a lovely new life.

I want you to know that I've now
had his records checked in Germany,

and there is no evidence of war crimes.

Well, they haven't
looked. You haven't looked.

You must stop worrying
about this, Victor.

I "borrowed" one of the cakes

they've made for the party this evening.

It's not too early
for cake today, is it?

Well, looking at that, I think I
can certainly make an exception.

Now, let's see what an
RAF cake tastes like.

Mm.

Tell me, Mr Lindsay-Jones, why
are you helping the policeman?

Because I like him.

And because he did me a very big favour.

Yes. I see.

Because of the war, we all have to
conceal our real reasons, don't we?

- Just in case.
- That's very true.

True of me, anyway.

Kate, quickly!

Fetch help!

I'll be right outside in the car,
Miss Griffiths, with the driver,

all the time, in case you need me.

Been waiting for me, Bella?

It's lucky Mrs Tooley keeps
the spare key in the same place.

Shh.

Shh.

You look at me all the time.

Those little looks.

Do I?

I'm sorry.

What if I did that to you?

You're quite right. Forgive me.

The food is good.
Let's just eat the food.

Your dad has surprised us all, honey.

And I think it's wonderful.

Everybody coming together.

That's the way it should be.

Tomorrow, we'll go?

Yes, we will.

Government? Best come in, sir.

- Thank you.
- May I take your hat?

No, no, that's quite
all right, thank you.

I thought Mr Ferguson was meant to
be in hospital, but now he's here.

Nobody called me.

Victor?

I'm Geoffrey Salter.

I'm a colleague of your brother's.

Mr Salter.

Ah, yes, he doesn't like you.

I'm sure that's true.

On the other hand, I am
surprisingly fond of your brother.

And that is why I'm here.

You're here because you like my brother?

I don't think so.

I know a lot about your brother.

Everything there is to know, in fact.

And whatever else you say
about him, he is a patriot.

That is why I like him,
and that is why I am here.

You will have to explain that to me.

You've taken some files that
don't belong to you, Victor,

which Miss Griffiths now has.

You have also escaped
from the psychiatric ward,

where you were being
held for your own safety.

Yes.

Yes, I am surprised that they
haven't come to look for me yet.

- Unless you...
- No.

No, that's not my business.

In fact, I want to give
you the chance to consider

what I have to say all on your own.

Victor, you have gone round
boasting you will tell the world

about what's happening to the
ex-Nazis who are helping us,

how we're giving them new identities.

You mustn't do that, Victor, any more,

ever again.

It will make all our
lives more difficult.

But shall I tell you
what it really means?

It will destroy your brother,
his career, his prospects,

even endanger his life,

for failing to control you.

And if that happens...

there will be only one person to blame.

- I couldn't...?
- Yes?

I couldn't stay a little longer?

Not for the night, of course,

but just sit here, for a moment longer?

Of course.

It is so kind of you to walk
me to the bus stop, Mrs Tooley.

I'm going to miss your dog, you know.

I'm going back to the
hospital, I promise.

And once I'm on the bus, I'll be OK.

Mr Ferguson!

What are doing here, Mr Ferguson?

Your brother's not here.

And no, I don't know where he's gone.

Morning, gentlemen!

Tell me, who's the worst tipper
amongst all the people you drive?

- The blue one!
- Yeah.

That's about right, yeah.

Oi! Oi! Oi! Come back here!

We'd like a double room
for one night, please.

They seem to hate us!

They sense danger.

And love.

You signed your real name.

I had to.

I might get called by
somebody from the base.

No, you're not taking any calls here.

None at all.

It's bad enough that you've chosen
a hotel so close to the base.

You've got to let your
work go for a moment, Cal.

You're like one of your machines,
those engines, that can never be...

- That can't be stopped?
- Mm.

I'm Captain Ferguson's brother.

I need to see him. I
need to see him now!

We haven't see him today. He's not here.

Well, then, get Mr Dieter
Koehler. It's extremely urgent.

God, it makes a noise!

They'll all be listening.

There'll be a queue in the passage!

It's so noisy!

I need my brother. I've
got something to tell him.

I don't have an address for where he is.

Well, you must be able to
contact him in some way.

In case there's an emergency. You must!

I have just a telephone number.

Mr Ferguson, a telephone call.

You're not going to answer that?

Callum!

Come on. Come on!

Come on.

Come on.

Thank you.

- Hello?
- Cal!

Cal, there you are.

I need to say something to you.

Victor, what is it? Where are you?

Are you at the hospital?

No, I couldn't stay, there was this
nurse, and I did something wrong.

Anyway, I've done worse
things. Bad things.

I know I shouldn't have said
what I did about your work,

so you must forgive me.

Victor, what is this? Where are you?

I found some evidence.
The real evidence now.

You must read it. It was all
true, about Dieter, what I said!

And I knew it was, but anyway,
that doesn't matter now...

Victor, you must tell
me exactly where you are.

All right? I'll come and find you.

No, no, no. They came to see me.

No, they wouldn't like that.

Cal, I know that I have
done the wrong thing, OK?

And I am not worth
it. I'm really not...

I'm not worth destroying
everything for you.

Who came to see you?

If they've threatened
you, I will kill them.

I will fucking kill
them. Now, where are you?!

Somewhere with a pond. Little Rooting,

or Great Rooting, Tiny Rooting, I...

I stole a blue Rolls, Cal.

If you're going to steal a car,

it's-it's the car to
steal, don't you think?

It's a great car! Erm...

I have to go now, Cal,
there are people watching.

No, no, no, no, no, Victor,
you don't move, you stay there.

Whatever you do, all right, you
don't move. I'm coming to get you.

No, better you don't, Cal.

I don't need you to come.

All right, I am coming to get you.

You have to stay exactly where you are.

Victor?

Victor?

Victor!

- I'll come with you, Cal.
- Just stay there!

Victor!

Victor!

Victor! Oh, God, no, please.

No, Victor! Please, no!

Can you hear me? Huh?

Can you hear me?

Victor!

Come on, in you go. That's
it, Victor, that's it.

How is he?

How is he now?

I'm waiting to hear.

Did somebody attack him?
What happened, Callum?

I think I know exactly what happened.

Forgive me.

No...

No, there's nothing to forgive you for.

I made such a mess of it.

I bungled it.

Trying to cut one's own
throat... not the best way.

Well, luckily, probably not.

But you were driven to
it. They threatened you.

But don't worry... I
will take care of it,

in a way that they will not forget.

How are you, Victor?

Can you hear me?

Stop it! Stop it!

It should not be vibrating
like that. Stop it!

I'm sorry, gentlemen. This
should not be happening.

It'll just take a little adjustment.

We need to rebalance the components.

That is all it will take.
Really, I promise, I promise.

You won't be seeing them again.

They've been reassigned to some
godforsaken place in Germany.

So, don't worry about them,
worry about this, Ferguson...

the engine's not ready.

- I saw that, sir.
- It's very simple...

if we fall behind the
Americans and the Russians,

if we can't fly as fast,
we lose the next war.

Victor, my dear boy.

How are you feeling?

I brought these because
I got it into my head that

something really
colourful would be best.

What I really want...

is another huge bar of chocolate.

I can't believe that just
happened. In front of all of them.

We will take it apart and
see why it's happening,

and then stop it happening.

We are able to do this, Rita.

We're still going to beat the Americans.

Is that how you want it?

Yes, thank you.

With so many buildings destroyed
round here, the sun is so bright!

Too bright, sometimes.

Now, tell me... is he better?

Is the brother better?

It's hard to tell yet. A little, yes.

And they're keeping a watch on him,
so he doesn't try to do it again?

I'm sure they are.

Callum is seeing to
everything. He always does.

That boy must not be left alone.

He won't be.

Ah, the two women together!

Yes, you've managed to
introduce us, Victor.

I brought you something.

Two things, actually.

It took a lot of coupons,
but here's another,

rather smaller, bar of chocolate.

Some milk chocolate. At last!

Not that the other
one isn't nice, but...

I thought this might interest you too.

It's rather silly, but
I brought it anyway.

It's all the beetles that crawled
out of the files you found.

That's terrific.

Blimey, that's a lot!

You're right, it really appeals
to me, even if they are all dead.

They'll probably take it away, though.

And, Victor, I am determined to
get a result with Fraulein Mentz,

who I found out about
because of the files.

So, are you in love with Callum?

And is he in love with you?

Victor!

Excuse me. I have to get back to work.

Oh, no, don't go, please!

No, no, it's a long
journey. I ought to go.

But I'll be back again, very soon.

She's run away just because I
asked a perfectly sensible question.

You made her run away.

So aren't you going
to give me an answer?

Why do you even ask?

Because I know my brother.

This is not the place, Victor.

That's a very disappointing
reply. I thought we were friends.

We are friends.

Well, whether you are or you
aren't in love with each other,

you must promise me that
you'll keep a close eye on him.

He blames the Secret Service
for me being like this,

and he may try to take certain
actions because of that.

What kind of actions?

You must remember the war messed
him up just as much as it did me.

- Maybe more.
- Who's messed up?

Me, of course. It's always me!

So, what was he saying to you?

That you're as much
scarred by the war as he is.

- Well, that's rubbish.
- Is it?

You've never talked to me about it.

About the fighting in Normandy,
everything that you went through

So? Who talks about
the war? Nobody does.

Not to people that
weren't there, anyway.

Remember, Victor is full of medication.

Not everything he says
is to be taken literally.

Your brother has tried to take his
own life, but everything is fine?

You're totally calm and
relaxed, are you, Callum?

Is that what you're telling me?

I'm as calm as I have been for
a long time, without a doubt.

Somebody has to be.

Don't believe Victor.

And as these are our
last weeks together...

well, then, you won't have to
worry about me any more, will you?

Would you like to follow
me? This way, ladies.

I'm sorry I'm so very late.

Don't worry, you're very busy, I know...

- getting the engine ready.
- Yeah.

I took the liberty of ordering.

I thought we could see if the
ice cream has improved here.

Excellent. What better
way to take time off work

than to have a day in London,
and eat an ice cream with you?

Yes.

Your ice cream, sir.

And there's a little fresh fruit.

It's an extra on the side.

Some people like to mix it
in with their vanilla ices.

There's no additional charge.

What a good idea!

How did you think of that?

May I?

I think you'll find
that this is the file.

Another of Victor's files?

Eight different witness statements.

All identifying you.

You're going to tell me
that they're all a case

of mistaken identity, are you?

No.

I'm not saying that.

People died.

There were acts of sabotage,

which were punishable by death,
and I saw people executed, yes.

Did I encourage them to
be carried out? Executed?

Well, I certainly didn't stop them.

It seems extraordinary thinking
about this now, with ice cream,

and the ladies here.

What really went on...

People were hanging from hooks.

Sitting here, it is almost unimaginable

that it happened so recently.

I always knew you would
find out in the end.

I thought it might be
right in the beginning

that is why I was so keen
to get back to Germany

and when you did ask...

I just couldn't tell you.

But you and I, Callum...

we have come so far
in such a short time.

I'm not going to insult your
intelligence by saying that

we are on the same side now,

and that there is a new enemy
that we have to defeat together.

Except I've just said it.

Is everything all right, gentlemen?

Any teas or coffees to
go with your ice creams?

No. Thank you, everything is fine.

I have no excuse.

Except to say, of course,
that we were at war,

which is no excuse.

And the work was everything.

One is blinded.

What do we do now, Callum?

We were friends.

We are friends.

Yes, we are.

Right now, of course,
my work is so very close,

so what is your plan?

The Government will see to it
that you can finish your work,

and that you're immune from prosecution.

But you are not saying anything,
about what I've just told you?

No.

I hardly dare ask this, but are you
still going to come to the wedding?

Absolutely.

I've got a few very busy days ahead.

It's Harold's party
at the Foreign Office,

and then your wedding
at the end of the week.

That's two occasions I
couldn't possibly miss.

Harold, you're all dressed up!

I am. Thank you for letting me do this.

Well, it's not going to be
possible soon. They're moving out.

All being well, they've
stopped using this for training.

Sniper training.

Anybody up there?

Well, that's one way of getting
rid of my nerves for tomorrow.

A bullet between the eyes!

How nervous are you?

Fairly terrified.

A room completely packed
with people I know,

and I'll be attacking them all.

I came here to get some strength.

Well, we both might need
some strength, in fact.

You as well? Why? What are you planning?

I can't tell you that.

This place is very important to me.

Not just because it was the last time

I ever went to a party
with my wife, but...

I keep coming back here in my dreams.

Almost every night recently.

There was beauty.

And a terrible ignorance.

Our complacency seems so shocking now.

And the extraordinary mistakes
that nobody has owned up to.

Oh, I know!

Like letting the bloody jet engine go!

And I was there. You know, I
was working on it before the war,

when Mr Whittle needed just
five pounds to renew his patent.

Just five pounds.

But he couldn't afford it,

and the Government
wouldn't give it to him,

wouldn't give him five fucking pounds,

and we lost the jet engine!

What a p... what a
price we paid for that!

It's unbelievable, the
incompetent bastards,

just like your incompetent bastards

that failed to back
the coup against Hitler,

that could have prevented
the entire fucking war!

Well, their time has come.

We are their nemesis, Harold.

Let's hope so.

They've certainly
gone unpunished so far.

And you'll manage fine tomorrow.

So there you are!

Here I am, yes.

I've been neglectful, and I'm sorry.

Don't be stupid. Your
brother has been very ill...

of course you've had
better things to do.

I just wanted to know how he is.

He's getting better.

His wounds are healing, but
he's lost a lot of blood.

What really happened to him?

Well, I'm not sure of the facts,

but whatever it was, it
was caused by him being

put under terrible pressure by
a member of the Secret Service.

Why would they do that?

I'm sorry, I'm asking
a lot of questions.

No, that's OK.

Because he was proving a nuisance.

Of course, their actions
have to be answered.

How? I'm sorry, I'm doing it again.

I don't know why I think I have
a right to know, because I don't.

I only met him for a couple of minutes.

That's all Victor needs
to make an impression.

I have a plan...

but for the moment,
it's... it's private.

Of course.

Quite right.

I was going to suggest I
gave you the formula today,

and sign the papers.

But, clearly, this is
not the right moment,

when you have so much on your mind.

I have a little on my mind, yes.

Callum, I'm here!

I made it back from
Washington just in time.

I wasn't going to miss
this... Harold being honoured.

- It's going to be a splendid night!
- It is.

Oh, rare sighting of the chief.

- Do excuse me.
- Of course.

So, he's back.

Yes. For quite a while, anyway.

So that really was
our last time together?

Callum, I hardly think
that this is the place.

It's fine.

It doesn't matter anyway.

I have other plans.

What's that mean?

It means exactly that.

Just thought I'd fortify myself.

Though, oddly enough,
I find I'm quite calm,

and really rather excited.

My journalist friend.

Even he doesn't know what's coming.

I'm going to tell the truth about the
coup against Hitler that never happened,

and they have no idea.

Well, remember, no oysters
before the speech, Harold.

Oh, certainly not.

I will be oyster free.

Ladies and gentlemen,

it's long overdue, of course,
that we're all gathered here

to honour Harold Lindsay-Jones
and his many years of service,

but now that we are
finally here, we're doing it

in exactly the way Harold wants,

which is totally appropriate.

At his favourite place in
the world, his beloved club,

and having the speeches
before the dinner,

rather than after as is customary,

because Harold says he wanted
all the suspense out of the way.

Now, of course, Harold was famous
to all of us for knowing exactly

what people were thinking,
even the most inscrutable

the French, the Americans,
above all, the Germans.

He invariably had an insight
into other people's minds,

which makes tonight a little alarming.

Does he know what
we're all thinking now?

Well, if he does,

he will know that we're
full of admiration,

and gratitude, and,
of course, friendship.

So, now, Harold, I'm
going to hand over to you.

Ah, it's working,

so that's a very good start!

My friends, this is a very
important moment for me,

in all sorts of ways,
and you'll forgive me,

because to help me through
these nervous opening moments,

I've brought along a couple of props.

A golden box, with a couple
of little stories in it,

and first out is this.

A scrap of paper. And what is it?

It's a film review, written
by Winston Churchill,

of Mr Orson Welles' Citizen Kane,

and it is exceedingly short.

But let me paint the picture.

There was a film show,
almost every night...

I'm sorry I'm so late.

I'm here for the gala
dinner for Mr Lindsay-Jones.

- Your name?
- It's Lucy Lindsay-Jones.

I'm his niece.

Please hurry.

Please, hurry!

Your name's not here.

What do you mean? It's got to be there.

I can't miss it.
You've got to let me in.

Your name is not here, and,
therefore, I cannot let you in.

"Rubbish, rubbish, bloody rubbish."

Winston may have been no film
critic, but what a man to work for!

- Hear, hear.
- Glorious!

He would stomp along the
corridors of Chequers at night,

yelling "This unnecessary war!

"This completely unnecessary war!'

But more of that in a moment.

And that brings me to
my second exhibit...

this key.

Lord Halifax, our old
boss... his private key.

Now, by the way, he's completely
relaxed about me telling you this.

This key was given to him by the Queen,

to the garden at Buckingham Palace.

Miss!

This key opened a special door,

which let him use the lovely
summer house whenever he wanted.

A place for him to retreat
to in those terrifying days

after the invasion of Norway,

when we all thought he
would become Prime Minister.

How did I end up with this key?

It was a gift from His Lordship,
because it doesn't work any more.

A memento of that extraordinary time,

when we were all holding our breath

to see who would become
the next Prime Minister.

When so many of us
at the Foreign Office,

myself included, I must admit,

were saying "Don't let it be Churchill!

"Please, whatever happens,
let it not be Winston,"

until we got to know him.

Lucy, there you are.

- They won't let me in!
- That's ridiculous.

Her uncle, who also
happens to be her guardian,

is making a very important speech.

She can't possibly miss that.

You will let her in immediately.

And that brings me to the
heart of what I want to say.

We fought that "unnecessary war".

What did Churchill mean by that?

How was it "unnecessary"?

He meant, of course,
there were opportunities,

in the events leading up to the war,

when different decisions
could have been made.

When war itself might
have been prevented.

And we all know there
were moments like that.

Some better known than others.

Some still...

some still to be uncovered.

But in the end,

we all did what we had to.

We went on a momentous and
startling journey together,

terrifying, sometimes exhilarating,

sometimes tragic.

And I want to thank you all
for your tremendous support

during that time, and for
this marvellous dinner tonight.

Thank you to all of
you. Thank you very much.

You're looking much better, Victor.

They've sent for some brain
doctors, to interrogate me.

An inquisition!

And, if I pass, if they
conclude I'm not a lunatic,

then I might be free to go soon.

Well, that's tremendous.

Well, if they don't lock me
up for stealing the Rolls.

And how are you?

Have you got the girl in the green
coat to agree to give evidence yet?

The Green Torturer?

No, not yet.

I've tried everything I can think of,

and everything Callum suggested as well.

Well, take her to your
favourite place in the world.

Or in London, at any
rate. Your special place.

I don't have a favourite place.

Well, you ought to.

Mine's a bombed church
called St Mildred's.

- I'll think about it.
- Be even bolder than Callum, Kathy.

He is a genius, of course, at
making the enemy feel at home,

but he's not nearly so good
at looking after himself.

He thinks he's in control
all the time, but he isn't.

I'm really quite worried about him.

The last person that needs
worrying about is Callum!

Your brother's right...
we underestimate chickens.

They can be quite
formidable, when they choose.

To chicken out of something...
that's an unfair expression.

Unfair on them.

I'm sure it is.

I am so very sorry, Callum.

You can do it again.

It doesn't have to be
at your farewell party.

We could find an easier moment.

You didn't read this document, did you?

The one you "borrowed"
from the Foreign Office.

The memo of that crucial meeting.

I didn't read it, no.

I just glanced at it.

Then you missed the most
vital thing, then, didn't you?

I was going use it to put it
under their eggs in the hut there,

but before I do, take a look at the top.

Where it says who was
present at that meeting.

It was me that told
them not to do anything.

It was my advice that meant we
didn't back the coup against Hitler.

Not just me, of course,

but I was, "the man who knew
what foreigners were thinking".

My contribution was crucial.

So this whole plan...?

You just wanted to
get hold of the file...

To cover up my tracks, yes.

So people wouldn't know about
the biggest mistake of my life.

That it was my advice...

that these senior,
well-intentioned Germans

were not serious people.

Posterity would never know it was me.

That was my initial idea, Callum...

to bury the truth.

I see.

Then...

over the last few months,
as I got to know you well,

you encouraged me, you made me bolder.

I decided I was going to
make the whole thing public.

My contribution, the dramatic
failure of the Foreign Office

to seize the chance, the whole story.

I really meant to.

I just wasn't brave enough.

And seeing Lucy there especially.

I thought she was away visiting friends.

I didn't expect her to come.

And all those faces looking at me.

I was afraid.

I hate to think what you
must feel about me, Callum.

Don't worry yourself so much, Harold.

That still leaves me.

I can do something.

Ah, we're back staying here,
my friend, and two days early!

But there's the rehearsal tomorrow,

and, of course, we wanted to make
sure to be on time for the ceremony.

And to see the hotel again.

Yes, she's grown to love it here.

I promised she could play
outside for once, on the bombsite.

Meanwhile, I'm continuing to
work right up to the last minute.

Gentlemen.