Sudba rezidenta (1970) - full transcript
Maxim Gorky Central Film Studio
for Children and Youth.
The earlier stages of an operation
launched by Soviet counterintelligence...
were depicted in the film
The Secret Agent’s Blunder.
Still not talking?
I don’t think that’s in your best interest.
– Can I ask you a question?
– Sure.
What would you say if,
under similar circumstances,
one of your agents
were to start talking?
I’d say he was a traitor.
So why are you pushing now?
You’ve got no one to betray...
and you know it.
On that subject...
did you know that your father’s
death wasn’t by natural causes,
but because of a car accident?
And your bosses are connected to it.
Why should I believe you?
You can believe me or not.
Vadim Gavrilovich,
the newspapers, please.
Frankfurter Rundschau,
headline:
“Who Killed Count Tulyev?”
New York Times:
“Accident or Murder?”
And Le Figaro puts it directly:
Evidently, the real reason
for Tulyev’s death,
and the mysterious disappearance
of his manuscript,
was the Count’s recent decision...
to have Agence France-Presse
publish his memoirs.
It appears that, in some countries,
there are certain circles...
which aren’t interested in the old spy’s
honest story seeing the light of day.
Indeed, perhaps least interested of all...
would be NATO intelligence.
Still don’t believe me?
I’m tired.
Come on in.
THE SECRET AGENT’S DESTINY.
Written by
O. SHMELYOV and V. VOSTOKOV.
Directed by Veniamin DORMAN.
Director of Photography
Mikhail GOYKHBERG.
Production Designer
Ludmila BEZSMERTNOVA.
Music by Mikael TARIVERDIYEV
English subtitles by
Galina BARDINA (et alia)
Starring:
Georgiy ZHZHONOV.
Mikhail NOZHKIN
Andrei VERTOGRADOV.
Yefim KOPELYAN.
Rostislav PLYATT
Nikolai PROKOPOVICH.
Zhanna BOLOTOVA Eve KIVI.
Edita PYEKHA Eleonora SHASHKOVA.
Ervin KNAUSMULLER Gleb PLAKSIN.
Olev ESKOLA Georgy SHAPOVALOV
Peter BORGELT Erich GERBERDIN
Walter KAUFMAN Wilhelm KOH-HOOGE.
Bronius BABKAUSKAS
Ernest ZORIN Nikolai RYZHOV.
PART ONE
CARDS ON THE TABLE
Ecker Medical Equipment.
I’m here to see the director.
Mr. Sebastian, please come in.
Bring some coffee, please.
And no calls.
Our postcard to Privolzhsk was returned.
Apparently he’s moved out of his house,
but hasn’t registered again
with the Address Bureau.
It’s possible that he’s only just moved...
He’s supposed to let us know
what’s going on. It’s not like Hope.
Are you worried?
And are you so sure that
everything about Krug’s return...
worked out as well as you think?
Hope reported that Snipe arrived.
“Reported.”
When’s the next radio contact?
– Tomorrow.
– Ask about his address.
And write down this message...
Satellite surveillance shows...
that major construction...
is underway in quadrant 72-48.
But, dear Hope,
there’s nothing there, nor will
there be for the foreseeable future.
But why would they say so?
Is their information wrong?
Look at the transcript.
What catches your eye?
It’s absolutely certain. There’s no
“probably,” or “some data indicates”...
That area is an empty plain.
So what do you think is going on?
I think... they’re worried that
Hope has screwed something up.
– Some kvass?
– No thanks.
They’ve given us an open invitation
to feed them disinformation.
But if they do start getting bad
information, their suspicions
will have been justified.
I don’t think it’s a coincidence
that they asked about the address.
It means they’re worried,
and could send someone out.
Sounds that way.
So maybe Tulyev should stay with me
for a little while, in Privolzhsk.
If they’re worried, they’ll
want confirmation soon.
Too risky.
Let’s just wait.
There’s nothing we can do.
You’ll have to handle it on your own.
Just deal with any visitors.
Go to Privolzhsk. Get registered.
And get Hope registered, too.
– Both of us?
– Yes, and get him a job.
Now write down this radio message.
According to some indirect data
which I am confirming,
your information about
the U-235 is incorrect.
“Moved to new apartment.”
And he gave the address.
You’ve been to Moscow, right?
Yes... July ’44.
Do you remember it very well?
You’ve been wanting to
take a vacation, right?
Book yourself on a flight to Moscow.
– The bags go to the tenth floor.
– You got it.
Is it your first time
in Moscow, Mr. Kruger?
Yes it is.
How long are we staying here, miss?
Three days now, and
one more on the way back.
Is this the embassy?
I’d like to speak to the
cultural attaché, Mr. Klots.
I’m calling to say hello from
your cousin in Köln, Mr. Koh.
I can meet anytime.
Rachmaninoff.
A magnificent recording.
Is it from here?
And how do you like this piece?
Yes, I noticed it.
Is it special, as well?
And here I have something rare indeed.
Seventh century. The prophet Ilyas.
I know someone who can get
more masterpieces like these.
Old people die, and to
young people it’s just junk.
It’s rather warm in here.
How’s my cousin doing?
Good, but his back hurts him sometimes.
It’s his wartime souvenir.
– Would you like some coffee?
– Yes, please, but not too strong.
Well I think I can help you...
to make some additions to
your collection, Mr. Kruger.
I’d be very appreciative.
Need someone to go Privolzhsk,
to check on Kurnakov.
We’ll look into your interests.
– I don’t smoke.
– It’s my gift to you.
It’s a camera!
I’ll be back in Moscow in a week.
Please see what you can
find out about those icons.
I will.
Anybody home?
Yes.
– House twenty-one?
– Twenty-one.
The landlady has gone shopping, though.
No, I’m here to see Kurnakov.
Is he here?
He’s not home, either.
– Where is he?
– Away on business.
– For how long?
– I think about a week.
What bad luck!
I went to the radio repair shop.
They said he’d quit.
And they gave me this address.
So all this trouble for nothing.
Yes, he quit, and he was absolutely
right. Why work there?
The check was tiny and the
work was frantic, so he quit.
Now he’s a driver at the
local Transport Agency.
– He can make better money there!
– Absolutely.
He shuttles between a couple places,
enjoys the fresh air and scenery,
and gets all kinds of
bonuses and commissions.
– Have a cigarette.
– Thanks, I don’t smoke.
– What, you want to live a long time?
– Depends.
Actually, I’m here on an errand.
My friend asked me to say hi for him.
So I’ve come for nothing.
If you want to leave a message,
I can give it to him. We’re friends.
Say hi to him for Sergey Nikolayevich,
from Bolshaya Polyanka.
Okay, you got it.
Alright, I gotta go.
Could I offer you a
martini for the road?
– I hate to wet my whistle alone.
– What’s that mean?
You know, drinking alone.
When only the bottle keeps you company.
Sorry, I can’t stay. Besides, I’m on
a diet. I want to live a long time, too.
– Bye.
– Tough luck. Okay, see you.
What news do you have?
He quit the radio repair shop.
Now he’s a driver at the
local Transport Agency.
You confirmed that?
We went to his home, and to his work.
Who gave you this information?
This guy.
He lives next door.
Says they’re friends.
He said Kurnakov is away on business.
When’s he coming back?
In a week, supposedly.
Send a message to HQ,
saying Kurnakov wasn’t around.
– Do you know him?
– No, I don’t.
I guess you don’t spend much time
at the Moscow bath house, then.
As the Russians say...
I know those words of wisdom.
“The steam won’t hurt your bones.”
Anyway, we got some
information about him.
I think he can be of use to you.
As for this photo, you’d better keep it.
– Has something happened?
– No, not yet.
But things change. You may
end up having to take him out.
Put this back where it belongs.
If they’re worried enough
to send somebody out,
they won’t drop it until
they’ve seen Tulyev.
We can’t keep his arrest
secret from them for long.
They’ll send somebody else, or
they’ll go to the Transport Agency.
– Everything’s fine there.
– Maybe, but they still won’t back down.
True.
We’ll have to show Tulyev to them.
– When’s the next radio contact?
– Tomorrow.
Send this:
Got a hello from Bolshaya Polyanka...
– From Sergey Nikolayevich.
– Yeah, but not directly, through Snipe.
Further meetings in
Privolzhsk are not desirable.
If there’s an emergency,
provide a Moscow address.
This notepad was found when
we searched your house.
What do the words in capitals mean?
TIP, DIN, AK...?
Those are the initials of
people I can rely on.
How did you select them?
Some were compromised,
here or abroad.
Others were dissatisfied,
ambitious, or just loved money.
Morally unstable, so to speak.
Were you recruiting operatives?
Sometimes, when that was needed.
How were they to be used?
Mostly for sabotage, when the time came.
– And when is that, exactly?
– In a war.
What were their orders?
Their orders were devised by NATO,
as part of an overall strategy...
against the Warsaw Pact countries.
Their mission would be to disrupt...
gas, electric, water and food supplies.
And to prepare for the arrival
of special forces units.
And what’s their purpose?
To conduct mass-terror operations,
and to engage in hostile actions...
in order to end the Soviet regime.
How was all that to be accomplished?
Through the most advanced means available,
including bacteriological warfare.
Personally, I never
considered such a war possible.
You didn’t?
But you still worked for
those who believe that war...
is the most efficient way...
of resolving international conflicts.
I’m a spy. It’s my profession.
I couldn’t disobey orders.
As for political...
I never cared about political agendas.
Very convenient perspective.
We’ve heard it before.
“It’s Hitler’s fault. He gave the
orders. We’re just pawns.” Right?
I guess so.
You know, recently...
I’ve started to look back on my life.
We’ve given you a reason to reflect?
You mean because of my arrest?
No, not really.
It began sometime prior.
When I was leaving for this
mission, my father said,
What irony!
You, the last of the Tulyevs, have
to sneak back to our homeland.
And what’s more, under a false identity.
But I envy you.
If I could have, I’d have crawled
back to Russia on my hands and knees.
Back then, his words seemed
sentimental to me.
What’s the big deal about
where you live, much less die.
And yet, everywhere we went...
and to everyone we met,
we were always exiles.
It seems that only now do
I really understand my father.
Russia is our homeland, and
I can’t––I hate...
to be its, and its people’s, enemy.
It’s hard to convey.
But you probably...
find that difficult to understand.
Why didn’t you come to us
with these thoughts earlier?
Maybe you were just too quick to arrest me.
Do you have any personal requests?
I’d like to write to Maria, but...
Do it.
– From Mikhail?
– Yes.
– Have you seen him?
– Yes. Everything is in there.
Don’t tell anyone about this letter,
and don’t show it to anyone else.
Okay.
If you want to write back,
I’ll come back at five. Okay?
– Yes. I’ll walk you out.
– It’s okay. See you later.
Hi Masha, my darling.
They allowed me to write you.
I don’t know if you’ll
want to read this, but...
it’s important to me that you do.
Where shall I begin...
Alright, what else...
Sasha goes to preschool now.
He likes it.
He cries when I come to take him home.
He doesn’t want to go.
I’ll include a photo,
so you can see how he looks now.
Attention. Flight 943, Moscow
to Zaporizhia, is now boarding.
Attention. Flight 943, Moscow
to Zaporizhia, is now boarding.
Passengers are requested
to go to the gate for boarding.
Gate number one.
Alexander Nikolayevich!
I can’t believe you didn’t miss the
flight, or mess something else up.
Yulia, I almost did. I thought
you were arriving at Sheremetyevo.
Meet my new friend.
– Rimma.
– Alec.
We spent our vacation together.
Okay, here’s the car. Hop in.
That felt great!
Why haven’t you come to
the bath house before?
I was quite satisfied with a bathtub. But
with age, it seems my bones demand steam.
– Have you been an attendant long?
– About fifteen years now.
I guess you’ve seen a lot of
of birch leaves in your time!
Birch leaves and bastards,
we got ’em all.
I’ve got two professors, four doctors,
and about five artists among my clients.
You know the actor Pugovkin?
He’s my client. He’s a regular
guy. Doesn’t even drink beer.
Of course they’re all different.
See that one over there, sitting down...
– With the thermos?
– Yes, the one about to drink.
You think he’s drinking tea?
Nope, five star cognac.
He’s a big shot, director of a big
grocery store. He’ll be in jail soon.
Is it written on his face?
I’ve got an eye for it.
His buddy, a supply agent,
is already behind bars.
Shortly before his arrest, he also
took up cognac after a steam.
He used to be happy with beer.
This one recently made the change, too.
A sure sign that he’s heading for jail.
I see you’re a real psychologist.
My work requires it.
It’s high time we switch
to cognac, as well.
Come on, Nikolai Nikolayevich.
I see it differently.
I say nothing beats a good strong tea...
after the bath house.
Are you working much longer?
I’m free in thirty minutes.
Well, I’d be happy to join
you for some tea.
I used to have a buddy,
a lion tamer in the circus.
Last year one of his cats ate him alive.
He used to say,
“It’s all in our hands.”
– Right, but the lion still ate him.
– Every last bone.
I live nearby.
Come and be my guest.
– Okay, you got it.
– I’ll be finished soon.
So in 1944 I was wounded,
and pretty shell-shocked, too.
I was in the hospital a long time.
When I finally got out...
I went back to my village in Oryol.
It was devastated. Just burnt
chimneys where houses had been.
Well, what to do, Nikolai Nikolayevich?
So I headed for Moscow.
Got a job as a janitor,
and they gave me this palace.
– It’s not so bad.
– And I began my life anew.
Then a friend of mine helped me
get a job at the bath house.
It’s very clean there, at least.
And that’s the story of my life.
Yeah, a lot of things happened in the war.
I knew a guy...
who lived in a village in Oryol, too.
Together with his brother, Kondrat.
They were doing alright.
Then in 1941 they both went off to war.
They were surrounded
by Germans near Kharkov,
and Kondrat was killed by a landmine.
Vasily buried his brother, but
didn’t return to his platoon.
Instead, he surrendered to the Germans.
He got tired of yelling “attack!”
and rushing into battles, I guess.
The Germans sent him to Oswiecim,
but not to the concentration
camp there, to a spy school.
And that’s how he
became agent number 75...
in Operation Zeppelin.
He got the nickname Quiet.
Served in the punitive forces,
in the SS Sonderkommando 10-A.
Was involved in operations
in Krasnodar and Mozer.
Then he got sick. I don’t
remember what it was.
The Germans left him in some village,
made him chief of police.
And the next day, our troops liberated
the town. Quite unfortunate timing.
He had to hide away, down in
his girlfriend’s cellar.
He stayed down there, in the cellar,
until 1946. Didn’t dare come out.
Guys were coming back from the war,
and he was still hiding down there.
And then his girlfriend kicked him out.
She got tired of him. There
were better guys around by then.
But thank God she didn’t turn him in,
at least. So he headed for Moscow,
and took a job as a janitor.
And here we are...
That’s just how life goes, Vasily.
Sorry, I mean Kondrat.
Why are you staring at me?
You did take your brother’s name.
You’re wrong.
You mistake me for someone else.
Unfortunately, I’m not wrong, and
I know exactly who you are. Look.
Here.
A choice made of your own free will.
– Where did you get these?
– Doesn’t matter.
I don’t need them.
You can burn them if you want.
Let’s forget it, Vasily.
I’ve got a proposal for you.
Don’t worry, it won’t undermine
the Soviet government or anything.
I deal in gemstones.
Gemstones?
My clients are very respectable people...
Look, it’s a simple job.
Just deliver a package for me.
You’ll be compensated, too.
Deal?
Do you know this man?
No, I don’t.
Do the directors trust you?
My chief does.
How long have you known him?
I’ve worked with him for fifteen years.
I know he lived in
Argentina before the war.
His German is hardly perfect.
He’s a distant relative of Gehlen’s.
That explains his
stratospheric career, I guess.
– And what about Sebastian?
– Sebastian...
He only showed up recently.
He’s been suspicious of everyone
from the very first day.
He hated my father.
Why’s that?
He replaced my father in his position.
Actually, Sebastian...
sees a potential enemy in every Russian.
Is he from the United States?
I don’t know.
He was sent by the CIA.
I met him in Garmisch-Partenkirchen,
at a spy training school there.
Did you go there often?
Three times.
To select agents for work
in Iran and Turkey.
Speaking of your missions in
Asia and the Middle East,
do you recall any secret locations
or passwords that were used?
Yes, a few.
Did you work with any of
these agents directly?
Two in Istanbul...
and one who’s in Athens now.
It was so long ago.
I wonder if they’re still alive.
Do you know any other agents in Europe?
My chief asked me to meet
with a man in Brussels.
It was a personal request.
Who was he?
As far as I know, he was studying in Paris.
During the occupation, he
collaborated with the Germans,
and was sentenced to death by partisans.
But he escaped to Belgium,
and for the last few years,
was running some big laboratory there.
– But then he left.
– Where to?
Either West Germany or Switzerland.
Can you describe him?
Yes.
In tomorrow’s meeting, please.
– Alec.
– Yes, Yulia.
I’ve gotta get off my feet. I’ve
been to the plant, the editors’
board, and the institute.
– Take off your shoes.
– Yes ma’am.
I got a telegram from my mom.
Our archeologist is freezing on his trip.
He wants us to send him some warm
clothes. Asked me to say hi to you, too.
Thanks.
It’s a real Versailles. This
place has never looked better.
If you make a mess now, you
have to clean it up yourself.
Got it.
– Your jacket.
– Sorry.
Have you read the new Literaturnaya Gazeta?
It’s right there in black and white:
Men need to be supported.
How do you feel about that?
Quite negatively, actually.
It’s just an excuse to be lazy.
You say that, and you want me to marry you?
You want it more than I do.
But if it happens, you’ll still be the head
of the house, Alexander Nikolayevich.
Don’t leave your keys with
your neighbor anymore. She
pokes her nose into everything.
– What?
– Who am I? Are we married?
– And you said?
– I said I’m your lover.
Idiotic...
– Ready for some steak and onions?
– Sure.
Rimma got you some translation
work, but just technical stuff.
That’s fine, as long as it pays.
By the way, Volodya is going
abroad for a little while.
Seems like everybody goes abroad now.
Where to?
Either Belgium or Switzerland.
For work, with just a few other people.
That’s so much better than
in a herd of tourists.
I agree.
So what do you think?
What are you talking about?
I thought your brain ran like clockwork.
He could bring us something back.
Like what?
Like French perfume, or maybe some mascara.
A decent necktie or a suede
coat wouldn’t be terrible, either.
Let me get it straight.
Exactly what do you have in mind?
You’d have to get some foreign currency.
What do you mean, get foreign currency?
Like it’s caviar, or herring.
Get it yourself.
You’re so slow. Don’t you see?
Thank you.
You’re friends with that
lawyer, Koka, right?
I’m sure he can get it. I know it.
– What do you know?
– Ask him, please.
Cut that crap out.
Don’t even say his name!
He’s not my friend, and never has been.
What’s gotten into you?
So he’s not your friend, but he is my
neighbor. He’s the one who introduced us.
You could show a little more appreciation,
out of gratitude or something.
Fine, go make out with your neighbor.
How quickly your true nature comes out.
Rimma gets you translations.
Why can’t you help her out?
Right, so now I should do it for Rimma.
To hell with your friend,
if she’s anything like you!
– Why are you yelling?
– I’m tired of your talk about fancy stuff!
You never quit. “Go buy this, go get that.”
I’ve had enough.
Maybe you’re tired of me, too?
Maybe.
Fine, we’ll get it without you.
I don’t recommend getting
mixed up with Koka.
Thanks for the advice.
Yulia, what a surprise.
I wasn’t expecting you.
This is my friend, Rimma.
Pleased to meet you. I’ll be
right back. Make yourselves comfortable.
First Alec stopped coming by,
and lately you have, too.
Don’t be such a stranger, my
dear neighbor. Sit down, please.
We’ve come to ask you a favor.
But don’t start with business right away.
Do you want to spoil all
the pleasure of your company?
Let’s not rush. Let’s just sit and talk.
I happen to have some nice wine.
And I’m meeting Rimma for the
first time. It’s all so exciting.
– Here you are.
– Thank you.
I know it’s supposed to be good manners
to ask about your health first,
and only then ask you
to lend me ten rubles,
but on the contrary, I think
that would actually be rude.
– Do you need money?
– Yes, but not ten rubles.
Kopecks, hundred ruble notes,
thousand ruble notes, you name it!
We need dollars.
Dollars...
Where does one get dollars?
They’re not lying in the street.
Surely you know where to get them.
You have so many connections.
And why do you need them,
if it’s not a secret?
You know... Thank you.
Rimma can explain.
My friend is an engineer.
He travels abroad for work.
His mother is sick and needs medicine,
but it’s not available here.
Isn’t your engineer worried about smuggling
foreign currency across the border?
A lot of people do that these days.
You’re wrong, very few.
Please, we’re asking you to help us.
I can’t do anything.
I’d like to help, but I can’t.
It’s not in my capacity.
Okay, let’s drink.
Nikolai Nikolayevich, we’re sorry,
but we have to go.
Rimma, dear, you’re here for
the first time, but must be
off so soon... such a pity.
I’m sorry I couldn’t help you.
Girls, here you are.
– Thank you.
– Forgive me, for Christ’s sake.
I hope it’s not the last time.
I enjoyed meeting you.
Wait, Yulia, I almost forgot. Can I have
a word with you? Rimma, excuse me.
Why didn’t you come on your own?
There are some things you can’t
talk about in front of other people.
Rimma is my close friend and the money
is for her, but I understand. Sorry.
How many dollars does that medicine cost?
Two hundred, or two fifty.
One of my acquaintances recently
returned from a business trip.
He’s probably got some cash left,
but two hundred dollars...
I’ll find out and see
what I can do for you.
– What’s her friend’s name?
– Volodya Barkov.
Ask this Volodya Barkov to meet me.
– Should he come here?
– No, somewhere else would be better.
Let’s make it the day after tomorrow,
at the main post office on Kirovskaya.
Just point him out to me, then leave.
Thank you.
– See you.
– Bye.
Window 54. Tall, grey hair.
Nikolai Nikolayevich.
I’ll wait for you in the subway.
Nikolai Nikolayevich, hi.
Volodya, it’s been so long!
You’re tan. Been having a good time?
I’ll be right back.
Go on, I’ll catch up with you.
Nikolai Nikolayevich Kazin.
Here you are.
If it hadn’t been for Yulia’s
neighborly relations...
– You’ve got them on you?
– Yes.
In the store, put yours in my
pocket and I’ll put mine in yours.
– Sit. Hi.
– Hi.
– Catching up on some reading?
– Yeah, making up for lost time.
Right, you had no time before.
I’d say I had better things to do before.
Do you get newspapers and
magazines regularly?
Yes, thank you.
I’ve got some interesting
reading material of my own.
Came in yesterday.
Hope:
Go to Moscow Museum of Fine Arts,
“Greek Patio” room, from 5 to 5:30 PM.
Next radio contact due
on 9th, at usual time.
– Phony?
– No.
– So is this an official invitation?
– Quite.
And so the game goes on.
Yes, they want to see you.
They’ve been missing you badly.
We can’t deny them.
Seems like they don’t trust you.
I don’t think that’s it.
They’re probably worried
that I’ve been replaced.
– You must go to the museum.
– You trust me?
And if not?
Anyway, you don’t have a choice.
If only my old chief knew who sent me.
I’d give anything to see his face.
Same here.
Excuse me, monsieur, do you know
what century this sculpture is from?
The sculptor is unknown,
but such lovely bronze.
Monsieur, you’re very lovely, too.
Bye.
– Free?
– Taken.
– To Yaroslavsky station.
– Hey, taxi!
The Moscow-Privolzhsk train
departs at 6:00 PM...
To Privolzhsk?
Yes, car three.
Hold on.
Did you recognize anybody?
No one I know.
– Thank you.
– You’re welcome.
Is the tape ready?
Mikhail Alexandrovich, watch
the screen, please. Sit, sit.
Maybe you’ll recognize one
of the museum visitors.
As I already said, I didn’t
recognize anyone I know.
But someone had be there.
That much is certain.
Otherwise there would have been no point.
Sure.
Play it again.
No.
No.
No.
Wait, could you play that part back?
Play the last part again.
The final bit again.
Sebastian.
– Are you sure?
– Absolutely.
And the other guy?
– I don’t know him.
– You’ve never met him?
– You’ve never see him before?
– No.
When you left the museum,
he followed you. See him?
You took a taxi, and this car
waited for him for an hour.
He followed you to the train station.
There it is, license plate 59-88.
He went to the platform and
waited until your train left.
Probably making sure
I went back to Privolzhsk.
But I don’t know him.
Okay, thank you.
– Yevgeny Ivanovich, take him back.
– Yes sir.
– See you.
– See you.
He recognized Sebastian.
He’s the one who interrogated you.
Right, the chief’s right hand.
Sebastian arrived as a tourist from
West Germany, under the name Kruger.
Erich Kruger.
Maybe he didn’t know the other guy.
We identified the other one.
He’s Friedrich Klots.
He’s been to our country twice before:
In 1959 as a tourist,
and in 1962 with a trade delegation.
He’s with the embassy, a cultural attaché.
Specializes in antiques.
After leaving the station, he met
Kazin at the Valday café.
We showed these photos to Stupen.
He claims it’s Klots whom
he met at Kazin’s place.
Hope: All well. You were seen.
Get new cipher from Akulov.
He is an attendant at the
Central Bath House in Moscow.
Approach him on behalf of
Nikolai Nikolayevich...
and offer a pack of Novost cigarettes.
Confirm your receipt of new cipher.
The call signs are the same as before.
You’ll hear from us every Tuesday
and Thursday, same time.
God help you.
– So how is it?
– Here, like new.
– Thanks.
– I’ll hang it up.
Great birch leaves you have here!
They smell like that cologne, Dream.
– 65 kopecks for ironing.
– No problem.
I was sent by...
Nikolai Nikolayevich.
Have a smoke.
– No smoking here.
– Come on.
– I’ll go get your laundry.
– Okay.
The Sandunovsky bath house was always
my favorite. The pool is bigger there.
But the heat is better here, drier.
You should come by more often.
I’d be afraid that magpies
would carry me off to their nest.
How about a beer?
– Can you get something stronger?
– It’s all in our hands.
Okay, time to say goodbye.
No crying, please.
Remember, I’m size 42 and she’s a 46.
I got it. It adds up to 88.
– It’ll all work out fine.
– Don’t forget to call.
Of course I’ll call.
Enjoy yourselves.
– Thank you.
– You’re welcome.
Ladies and gentlemen,
radio listeners and TV viewers,
our city is hosting an electronics
symposium, opening tomorrow.
A delegation from the USSR has just
arrived, headed by one Professor Vasnetsov.
Good day, Professor. What are
your expectations for the symposium?
– Great successes.
– Good luck.
Professor Vendel,
so nice to see you.
Please meet my colleague, Mr. Barkov.
And you’ve already met Mr. Couturie.
He’s our managing director.
He’ll show you around.
And this is my assistant,
Josephine Clair.
– And what about Professor Klaus?
– He’s right here.
How are you?
Pretty good, actually, thanks to
a small car accident recently.
He’s been riding a bike since the accident.
– Have you read my book?
– Yes I have. It’s very interesting.
So you’re ready to debate?
I’d sooner agree with
the professor than with you.
Monsieur Barkov?
Yes, Vladimir. Judging by
your name, you must be French?
Yes. Do you speak French?
A little better than English...
Today you have some free time.
The symposium begins
tomorrow at 10:00 AM.
I’ll have a car pick you up in the morning.
Gentlemen, I hope you’ll
be comfortable here.
– Thank you.
– You’re welcome.
Here’s the symposium program.
Professor, you speak on Tuesday.
And Mr. Barkov, on Friday.
We’ll let you know the
exact times shortly.
If you need anything,
I’m at your disposal.
– Here you go.
– Thank you.
– My phone number.
– Thank you.
– Have a good rest. See you.
– Take care.
Mr. Couturie, can I ask you a favor?
I’d like to buy something, for a girl.
Could you recommend a good place?
Well, we have a lot of nice stores...
Try The Passage, two blocks from
here. They carry all kinds of stuff.
– Can I give you a ride?
– No, thanks.
Then have a good night––I mean, day.
Perhaps I can help?
Yes, I’m glad to see you here.
I thought you might run into trouble.
– Do you like it?
– I think it’s beautiful.
– Would you mind trying it on?
– I’d be happy to.
– Do you like it?
– It’s gorgeous.
– He says it’s beautiful.
– I’ll take it.
I’d also like to get a suede
coat, but one size smaller.
I see! The gentleman has a big heart.
Bring the coat and some coffee, please.
And cognac, too.
According to Russian tradition,
we have to drink to the sale.
– Have you ever been to Belgium?
– Unfortunately, no.
That’s where I’m from, originally.
I only moved here recently.
Monsieur Couturie is my dad’s friend.
He helped me land this job
with Professor Vendel.
There are some very beautiful places here,
lakes and mountains...
You really should see them.
And I’m ready to be your guide.
I’m afraid I won’t have any time.
Our schedule is already overloaded.
– But you’ve got Sunday.
– Just one day.
If only you could stay
for at least a month...
What’s the time, please?
Four o’clock.
I’m sorry, but I have to go.
The professor has one bad habit.
Sometimes he works quite late.
– Have you worked for him for long?
– Not very.
The professor travels often,
and I accompany him.
It’s the only opportunity...
for an unmarried woman to do
something interesting with her life.
– Is that a book of Prévert’s poetry?
– Yes.
Remember Barbara
It rained all day in Brest that day.
And you walked smiling
Flushed, enraptured, dripping wet.
In the rain Remember Barbara.
The Russian language is so beautiful.
But I only understood Barbara.
Psi-one and psi-two are phase shifts,
resulting from reflection.
And this is the overlapping phase,
while passing through the planar layer.
Thus, assuming the
calculations are correct,
and you agree our reasoning is sound,
then we have cause for celebration.
If I may add, I’m not the
sole author of this discovery.
It’s been a collective effort, and
our team has chosen to share...
the fruits of its research with you.
Thank you for your attention.
Esteemed colleagues,
I’m sure you’ll agree...
that the presentation given
by this young Soviet engineer...
was quite illuminating.
He posed a question...
and presented a solution that was
refreshing, as well as innovative.
And now, let’s take a break.
Congratulations. Well done.
Could Mr. Barkov meet with my students?
I’m afraid we won’t have time.
If Professor Vendel were to contact
Moscow, and request that I stay longer?
Of course, we can arrange that.
I don’t object, but Moscow has to say yes.
Allow me to introduce you
to Professor Klaus.
Congratulations on a
brilliant presentation.
He’d like to invite you to his institute,
to discuss your findings in more detail.
Thank you. I have to check
with Professor Vasnetsov, though.
He looks forward to meeting again.
Congratulations, Mr. Barkov.
You were quite a success...
Volodya.
I’m sorry to be late. I was
working on your updated itinerary.
– I’m happy you’re staying.
– Me too.
Ms. Josephine, what took you so long?
A gift for you.
I brought Mr. Barkov’s new itinerary.
Volodya, I’d like to
discuss something with you.
The itinerary includes a free day,
and Professor Vendel suggested
I take you out to the lakes.
Sounds lovely.
And don’t forget, you’re invited to
dinner at the professor’s next Friday.
– Will you be there? – It’s just
for researchers and their guests.
– I see. We’re too boring for you.
– That’s not it.
Then you’ll come as my guest?
Well, if you insist...
Hope:
Have Snipe take train nine
from Moscow on the 12th.
Photograph the train station
30 km outside Novotrubinsk.
Place a measuring device
on the tracks there,
and retrieve it after ten days.
Akulov has the device and
instructions. God help you.
I got the gadget.
The instructions say it measures...
the radioactivity levels of passing trains.
Novotrubinsk again.
If they were so intent on getting
water and soil samples from there...
it’s hardly a surprise that
they want more information.
According to what Tulyev said,
they think there’s a nuclear
weapons facility there.
– How far off are they?
– Only about 800 kilometers.
The Americans asked twice for
permission to go hunting there.
And the Turkish ambassador has
never hunted in his life,
but suddenly he’s desperate
to see the taiga, too.
You denied their requests,
and that only fanned the flames.
Okay, let’s say they figure out...
there’s nothing there.
Samples were supposedly taken
twice, by you and Stupen.
Both times they showed
elevated radioactivity,
and suddenly there’s nothing there.
We should’ve thought of that before.
We’re appealing to your agency’s
expertise for a very important...
and absolutely secret request.
There are no military
resources in this area.
The construction there
is entirely civilian.
But our task is...
to disguise the area...
so there will appear to be...
a nuclear weapons facility there.
We must assume that...
those who are interested in this place...
can utilize reconnaissance satellites,
aerial surveillance, and
radio communications,
along with their network of agents.
So a team posing as a construction
crew will accompany you,
and the whole area will be cordoned off.
It can be quite difficult
to get a clear image.
And I’m telling you, it’s reality.
My dear Mr. Barkov, you can’t just
declare the desirable to be reality.
But the measurements don’t lie.
Yes, we get the same measurements...
from our ferroelectric instruments...
and from the SuperCon system.
Admittedly, our technique
isn’t perfect yet.
At times, it’s impossible to know
the significance of each measurement.
Why make it so complicated?
In my country, we say it’s like scratching
your left ear with your right hand.
Only film made with
liquid tellurium crystals...
can produce the desired result.
I can’t agree.
We conducted the same experiments,
but with zero results.
What do you mean?
Our tests paid off handsomely,
although it would take
some time to explain.
Good evening, Frau Vendel.
You look very nice.
You look lovely, as well.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I’m happy to see you.
Have you had a lot to drink?
– No, just a little.
– You totally forgot about me.
Professor Klaus’s attention is so
focused, he’ll keep anybody sober.
Get me out of here. This so boring.
If it’s alright with Professor Vendel,
mademoiselle Josephine and I will depart.
Such a pity.
– What are you thinking about?
– About you...
and our trip to the lakes.
It would’ve been so
lonely there without you.
And you?
I’m thinking that Friday is in two days,
and then you’re going away.
And I’ll be alone again.
I’ve grown so used to you.
Mr. Couturie told me
that Professor Klaus...
offered you a job at his institute,
and you turned him down.
Is that such a surprise?
What would you do in my place?
I don’t know...
I’d probably have chosen differently.
The music stopped.
No, it’s still playing.
This is where I live.
Are you saying good night?
No.
But my landlady is very strict.
This is my parlor.
It’s not a parlor, but a palace.
And I’m the queen here.
Your cloak, your majesty.
Shall we have a drink?
Look in the cabinet.
We’ll have the drink of the sun.
Josie, without you I would’ve missed
this country’s most beautiful sights.
And it was a pleasure to be your guide.
Sit down, please.
Come to Moscow, Josie.
Volodya, you’re just like every other guy.
You wouldn’t even recognize me in Moscow.
I could never forget you.
Stop it, Volodya.
You’re leaving regardless.
What am I supposed to do?
You’re an amazing woman.
Who is it?
Josephine, open up, please.
I was in bed already, Frau Mertin.
It’s quite urgent.
It’s my landlady. I don’t want
her to see you. Hide in here.
– Criminal police.
– Sit down, please.
What is it?
According to Interpol,
your name is Georgette Hemlin,
and you’re wanted for drug smuggling.
There’s been a mistake.
I’ve never heard of any Georgette Hemlin.
I work for Professor Vendel.
Will he confirm that?
Yes.
His phone number?
You know, he wouldn’t appreciate
being disturbed so late at night.
Is there someone else
who can vouch for you?
Our director, Philip Couturie.
Please dial his number
and I’ll talk to him.
Do you know Ms. Josephine Clair?
I need you to come to the
police station immediately.
Get your coat. You’re coming with us.
What are you waiting for?
Search the room.
Who’s this gentleman?
Mr. Barkov, an engineer
from the Soviet Union.
Strange place to receive guests.
Your passport, please.
– My passport is at the hotel.
– Which one?
You’re coming with us, too.
Let’s go.
Care for one?
No.
She seemed like such a nice woman. I don’t
know what to say to Professor Vendel.
I pulled the strings to get her that job.
But Monsieur Volodya, don’t worry.
Everything is fine.
I spoke with the commissioner.
He won’t notify your embassy,
and you won’t be mentioned in the report.
– I’ll take you back.
– No, thanks. I think I’ll go for a walk.
Good night.
Don’t do it. Life is beautiful.
– Fresh air.
– Don’t catch a cold.
We had two of our agents...
take photos of this location.
The photos were taken at different
times, but they correspond.
They also match the photo
you provided, Mr. MacLeod.
Our satellite detects
significant radioactivity...
in that area.
Our instrument indicates
that freight trains...
loaded with radioactive materials
pass through regularly.
All of our diplomatic efforts...
to get permission to visit
the area have been denied.
Our experts believe the exterior
construction is just a front,
and that the actual facility
is hidden underground.
If you’re lucky enough
to learn anything new,
we’d appreciate hearing about it.
We’ve told our agent to provide...
anything he can find out.
I suggest making the same
request to your military attaché.
A Soviet delegation,
headed by Professor Vasnetsov,
recently attended an
electronics symposium here.
We have reason to believe...
that their research...
will form a major component of...
an anti-missile system
that’s being developed...
for all of the USSR’s
major industrial centers,
starting with Moscow.
I think you understand.
We must strike the first blow.
I agree with you.
For a similar system in the USA,
as part of the Safeguard program,
the estimated expense is between
70 and 100 million dollars.
We know you tried something with
the Soviets at the symposium.
We’d appreciate some
details about what happened.
Sebastian, get the Philip
Couturie file, please.
And ask them to bring us some more coffee.
My boss would like to talk with you.
How about Tuesday, at our site
in Garmisch-Partenkirchen?
We’ll buy twenty pieces of your equipment.
The terms of delivery can be settled later.
We got a few photos.
Who’s this?
Barkov. He works at Professor
Vasnetsov’s institute.
I suggest keeping an eye on him.
END OF PART ONE
for Children and Youth.
The earlier stages of an operation
launched by Soviet counterintelligence...
were depicted in the film
The Secret Agent’s Blunder.
Still not talking?
I don’t think that’s in your best interest.
– Can I ask you a question?
– Sure.
What would you say if,
under similar circumstances,
one of your agents
were to start talking?
I’d say he was a traitor.
So why are you pushing now?
You’ve got no one to betray...
and you know it.
On that subject...
did you know that your father’s
death wasn’t by natural causes,
but because of a car accident?
And your bosses are connected to it.
Why should I believe you?
You can believe me or not.
Vadim Gavrilovich,
the newspapers, please.
Frankfurter Rundschau,
headline:
“Who Killed Count Tulyev?”
New York Times:
“Accident or Murder?”
And Le Figaro puts it directly:
Evidently, the real reason
for Tulyev’s death,
and the mysterious disappearance
of his manuscript,
was the Count’s recent decision...
to have Agence France-Presse
publish his memoirs.
It appears that, in some countries,
there are certain circles...
which aren’t interested in the old spy’s
honest story seeing the light of day.
Indeed, perhaps least interested of all...
would be NATO intelligence.
Still don’t believe me?
I’m tired.
Come on in.
THE SECRET AGENT’S DESTINY.
Written by
O. SHMELYOV and V. VOSTOKOV.
Directed by Veniamin DORMAN.
Director of Photography
Mikhail GOYKHBERG.
Production Designer
Ludmila BEZSMERTNOVA.
Music by Mikael TARIVERDIYEV
English subtitles by
Galina BARDINA (et alia)
Starring:
Georgiy ZHZHONOV.
Mikhail NOZHKIN
Andrei VERTOGRADOV.
Yefim KOPELYAN.
Rostislav PLYATT
Nikolai PROKOPOVICH.
Zhanna BOLOTOVA Eve KIVI.
Edita PYEKHA Eleonora SHASHKOVA.
Ervin KNAUSMULLER Gleb PLAKSIN.
Olev ESKOLA Georgy SHAPOVALOV
Peter BORGELT Erich GERBERDIN
Walter KAUFMAN Wilhelm KOH-HOOGE.
Bronius BABKAUSKAS
Ernest ZORIN Nikolai RYZHOV.
PART ONE
CARDS ON THE TABLE
Ecker Medical Equipment.
I’m here to see the director.
Mr. Sebastian, please come in.
Bring some coffee, please.
And no calls.
Our postcard to Privolzhsk was returned.
Apparently he’s moved out of his house,
but hasn’t registered again
with the Address Bureau.
It’s possible that he’s only just moved...
He’s supposed to let us know
what’s going on. It’s not like Hope.
Are you worried?
And are you so sure that
everything about Krug’s return...
worked out as well as you think?
Hope reported that Snipe arrived.
“Reported.”
When’s the next radio contact?
– Tomorrow.
– Ask about his address.
And write down this message...
Satellite surveillance shows...
that major construction...
is underway in quadrant 72-48.
But, dear Hope,
there’s nothing there, nor will
there be for the foreseeable future.
But why would they say so?
Is their information wrong?
Look at the transcript.
What catches your eye?
It’s absolutely certain. There’s no
“probably,” or “some data indicates”...
That area is an empty plain.
So what do you think is going on?
I think... they’re worried that
Hope has screwed something up.
– Some kvass?
– No thanks.
They’ve given us an open invitation
to feed them disinformation.
But if they do start getting bad
information, their suspicions
will have been justified.
I don’t think it’s a coincidence
that they asked about the address.
It means they’re worried,
and could send someone out.
Sounds that way.
So maybe Tulyev should stay with me
for a little while, in Privolzhsk.
If they’re worried, they’ll
want confirmation soon.
Too risky.
Let’s just wait.
There’s nothing we can do.
You’ll have to handle it on your own.
Just deal with any visitors.
Go to Privolzhsk. Get registered.
And get Hope registered, too.
– Both of us?
– Yes, and get him a job.
Now write down this radio message.
According to some indirect data
which I am confirming,
your information about
the U-235 is incorrect.
“Moved to new apartment.”
And he gave the address.
You’ve been to Moscow, right?
Yes... July ’44.
Do you remember it very well?
You’ve been wanting to
take a vacation, right?
Book yourself on a flight to Moscow.
– The bags go to the tenth floor.
– You got it.
Is it your first time
in Moscow, Mr. Kruger?
Yes it is.
How long are we staying here, miss?
Three days now, and
one more on the way back.
Is this the embassy?
I’d like to speak to the
cultural attaché, Mr. Klots.
I’m calling to say hello from
your cousin in Köln, Mr. Koh.
I can meet anytime.
Rachmaninoff.
A magnificent recording.
Is it from here?
And how do you like this piece?
Yes, I noticed it.
Is it special, as well?
And here I have something rare indeed.
Seventh century. The prophet Ilyas.
I know someone who can get
more masterpieces like these.
Old people die, and to
young people it’s just junk.
It’s rather warm in here.
How’s my cousin doing?
Good, but his back hurts him sometimes.
It’s his wartime souvenir.
– Would you like some coffee?
– Yes, please, but not too strong.
Well I think I can help you...
to make some additions to
your collection, Mr. Kruger.
I’d be very appreciative.
Need someone to go Privolzhsk,
to check on Kurnakov.
We’ll look into your interests.
– I don’t smoke.
– It’s my gift to you.
It’s a camera!
I’ll be back in Moscow in a week.
Please see what you can
find out about those icons.
I will.
Anybody home?
Yes.
– House twenty-one?
– Twenty-one.
The landlady has gone shopping, though.
No, I’m here to see Kurnakov.
Is he here?
He’s not home, either.
– Where is he?
– Away on business.
– For how long?
– I think about a week.
What bad luck!
I went to the radio repair shop.
They said he’d quit.
And they gave me this address.
So all this trouble for nothing.
Yes, he quit, and he was absolutely
right. Why work there?
The check was tiny and the
work was frantic, so he quit.
Now he’s a driver at the
local Transport Agency.
– He can make better money there!
– Absolutely.
He shuttles between a couple places,
enjoys the fresh air and scenery,
and gets all kinds of
bonuses and commissions.
– Have a cigarette.
– Thanks, I don’t smoke.
– What, you want to live a long time?
– Depends.
Actually, I’m here on an errand.
My friend asked me to say hi for him.
So I’ve come for nothing.
If you want to leave a message,
I can give it to him. We’re friends.
Say hi to him for Sergey Nikolayevich,
from Bolshaya Polyanka.
Okay, you got it.
Alright, I gotta go.
Could I offer you a
martini for the road?
– I hate to wet my whistle alone.
– What’s that mean?
You know, drinking alone.
When only the bottle keeps you company.
Sorry, I can’t stay. Besides, I’m on
a diet. I want to live a long time, too.
– Bye.
– Tough luck. Okay, see you.
What news do you have?
He quit the radio repair shop.
Now he’s a driver at the
local Transport Agency.
You confirmed that?
We went to his home, and to his work.
Who gave you this information?
This guy.
He lives next door.
Says they’re friends.
He said Kurnakov is away on business.
When’s he coming back?
In a week, supposedly.
Send a message to HQ,
saying Kurnakov wasn’t around.
– Do you know him?
– No, I don’t.
I guess you don’t spend much time
at the Moscow bath house, then.
As the Russians say...
I know those words of wisdom.
“The steam won’t hurt your bones.”
Anyway, we got some
information about him.
I think he can be of use to you.
As for this photo, you’d better keep it.
– Has something happened?
– No, not yet.
But things change. You may
end up having to take him out.
Put this back where it belongs.
If they’re worried enough
to send somebody out,
they won’t drop it until
they’ve seen Tulyev.
We can’t keep his arrest
secret from them for long.
They’ll send somebody else, or
they’ll go to the Transport Agency.
– Everything’s fine there.
– Maybe, but they still won’t back down.
True.
We’ll have to show Tulyev to them.
– When’s the next radio contact?
– Tomorrow.
Send this:
Got a hello from Bolshaya Polyanka...
– From Sergey Nikolayevich.
– Yeah, but not directly, through Snipe.
Further meetings in
Privolzhsk are not desirable.
If there’s an emergency,
provide a Moscow address.
This notepad was found when
we searched your house.
What do the words in capitals mean?
TIP, DIN, AK...?
Those are the initials of
people I can rely on.
How did you select them?
Some were compromised,
here or abroad.
Others were dissatisfied,
ambitious, or just loved money.
Morally unstable, so to speak.
Were you recruiting operatives?
Sometimes, when that was needed.
How were they to be used?
Mostly for sabotage, when the time came.
– And when is that, exactly?
– In a war.
What were their orders?
Their orders were devised by NATO,
as part of an overall strategy...
against the Warsaw Pact countries.
Their mission would be to disrupt...
gas, electric, water and food supplies.
And to prepare for the arrival
of special forces units.
And what’s their purpose?
To conduct mass-terror operations,
and to engage in hostile actions...
in order to end the Soviet regime.
How was all that to be accomplished?
Through the most advanced means available,
including bacteriological warfare.
Personally, I never
considered such a war possible.
You didn’t?
But you still worked for
those who believe that war...
is the most efficient way...
of resolving international conflicts.
I’m a spy. It’s my profession.
I couldn’t disobey orders.
As for political...
I never cared about political agendas.
Very convenient perspective.
We’ve heard it before.
“It’s Hitler’s fault. He gave the
orders. We’re just pawns.” Right?
I guess so.
You know, recently...
I’ve started to look back on my life.
We’ve given you a reason to reflect?
You mean because of my arrest?
No, not really.
It began sometime prior.
When I was leaving for this
mission, my father said,
What irony!
You, the last of the Tulyevs, have
to sneak back to our homeland.
And what’s more, under a false identity.
But I envy you.
If I could have, I’d have crawled
back to Russia on my hands and knees.
Back then, his words seemed
sentimental to me.
What’s the big deal about
where you live, much less die.
And yet, everywhere we went...
and to everyone we met,
we were always exiles.
It seems that only now do
I really understand my father.
Russia is our homeland, and
I can’t––I hate...
to be its, and its people’s, enemy.
It’s hard to convey.
But you probably...
find that difficult to understand.
Why didn’t you come to us
with these thoughts earlier?
Maybe you were just too quick to arrest me.
Do you have any personal requests?
I’d like to write to Maria, but...
Do it.
– From Mikhail?
– Yes.
– Have you seen him?
– Yes. Everything is in there.
Don’t tell anyone about this letter,
and don’t show it to anyone else.
Okay.
If you want to write back,
I’ll come back at five. Okay?
– Yes. I’ll walk you out.
– It’s okay. See you later.
Hi Masha, my darling.
They allowed me to write you.
I don’t know if you’ll
want to read this, but...
it’s important to me that you do.
Where shall I begin...
Alright, what else...
Sasha goes to preschool now.
He likes it.
He cries when I come to take him home.
He doesn’t want to go.
I’ll include a photo,
so you can see how he looks now.
Attention. Flight 943, Moscow
to Zaporizhia, is now boarding.
Attention. Flight 943, Moscow
to Zaporizhia, is now boarding.
Passengers are requested
to go to the gate for boarding.
Gate number one.
Alexander Nikolayevich!
I can’t believe you didn’t miss the
flight, or mess something else up.
Yulia, I almost did. I thought
you were arriving at Sheremetyevo.
Meet my new friend.
– Rimma.
– Alec.
We spent our vacation together.
Okay, here’s the car. Hop in.
That felt great!
Why haven’t you come to
the bath house before?
I was quite satisfied with a bathtub. But
with age, it seems my bones demand steam.
– Have you been an attendant long?
– About fifteen years now.
I guess you’ve seen a lot of
of birch leaves in your time!
Birch leaves and bastards,
we got ’em all.
I’ve got two professors, four doctors,
and about five artists among my clients.
You know the actor Pugovkin?
He’s my client. He’s a regular
guy. Doesn’t even drink beer.
Of course they’re all different.
See that one over there, sitting down...
– With the thermos?
– Yes, the one about to drink.
You think he’s drinking tea?
Nope, five star cognac.
He’s a big shot, director of a big
grocery store. He’ll be in jail soon.
Is it written on his face?
I’ve got an eye for it.
His buddy, a supply agent,
is already behind bars.
Shortly before his arrest, he also
took up cognac after a steam.
He used to be happy with beer.
This one recently made the change, too.
A sure sign that he’s heading for jail.
I see you’re a real psychologist.
My work requires it.
It’s high time we switch
to cognac, as well.
Come on, Nikolai Nikolayevich.
I see it differently.
I say nothing beats a good strong tea...
after the bath house.
Are you working much longer?
I’m free in thirty minutes.
Well, I’d be happy to join
you for some tea.
I used to have a buddy,
a lion tamer in the circus.
Last year one of his cats ate him alive.
He used to say,
“It’s all in our hands.”
– Right, but the lion still ate him.
– Every last bone.
I live nearby.
Come and be my guest.
– Okay, you got it.
– I’ll be finished soon.
So in 1944 I was wounded,
and pretty shell-shocked, too.
I was in the hospital a long time.
When I finally got out...
I went back to my village in Oryol.
It was devastated. Just burnt
chimneys where houses had been.
Well, what to do, Nikolai Nikolayevich?
So I headed for Moscow.
Got a job as a janitor,
and they gave me this palace.
– It’s not so bad.
– And I began my life anew.
Then a friend of mine helped me
get a job at the bath house.
It’s very clean there, at least.
And that’s the story of my life.
Yeah, a lot of things happened in the war.
I knew a guy...
who lived in a village in Oryol, too.
Together with his brother, Kondrat.
They were doing alright.
Then in 1941 they both went off to war.
They were surrounded
by Germans near Kharkov,
and Kondrat was killed by a landmine.
Vasily buried his brother, but
didn’t return to his platoon.
Instead, he surrendered to the Germans.
He got tired of yelling “attack!”
and rushing into battles, I guess.
The Germans sent him to Oswiecim,
but not to the concentration
camp there, to a spy school.
And that’s how he
became agent number 75...
in Operation Zeppelin.
He got the nickname Quiet.
Served in the punitive forces,
in the SS Sonderkommando 10-A.
Was involved in operations
in Krasnodar and Mozer.
Then he got sick. I don’t
remember what it was.
The Germans left him in some village,
made him chief of police.
And the next day, our troops liberated
the town. Quite unfortunate timing.
He had to hide away, down in
his girlfriend’s cellar.
He stayed down there, in the cellar,
until 1946. Didn’t dare come out.
Guys were coming back from the war,
and he was still hiding down there.
And then his girlfriend kicked him out.
She got tired of him. There
were better guys around by then.
But thank God she didn’t turn him in,
at least. So he headed for Moscow,
and took a job as a janitor.
And here we are...
That’s just how life goes, Vasily.
Sorry, I mean Kondrat.
Why are you staring at me?
You did take your brother’s name.
You’re wrong.
You mistake me for someone else.
Unfortunately, I’m not wrong, and
I know exactly who you are. Look.
Here.
A choice made of your own free will.
– Where did you get these?
– Doesn’t matter.
I don’t need them.
You can burn them if you want.
Let’s forget it, Vasily.
I’ve got a proposal for you.
Don’t worry, it won’t undermine
the Soviet government or anything.
I deal in gemstones.
Gemstones?
My clients are very respectable people...
Look, it’s a simple job.
Just deliver a package for me.
You’ll be compensated, too.
Deal?
Do you know this man?
No, I don’t.
Do the directors trust you?
My chief does.
How long have you known him?
I’ve worked with him for fifteen years.
I know he lived in
Argentina before the war.
His German is hardly perfect.
He’s a distant relative of Gehlen’s.
That explains his
stratospheric career, I guess.
– And what about Sebastian?
– Sebastian...
He only showed up recently.
He’s been suspicious of everyone
from the very first day.
He hated my father.
Why’s that?
He replaced my father in his position.
Actually, Sebastian...
sees a potential enemy in every Russian.
Is he from the United States?
I don’t know.
He was sent by the CIA.
I met him in Garmisch-Partenkirchen,
at a spy training school there.
Did you go there often?
Three times.
To select agents for work
in Iran and Turkey.
Speaking of your missions in
Asia and the Middle East,
do you recall any secret locations
or passwords that were used?
Yes, a few.
Did you work with any of
these agents directly?
Two in Istanbul...
and one who’s in Athens now.
It was so long ago.
I wonder if they’re still alive.
Do you know any other agents in Europe?
My chief asked me to meet
with a man in Brussels.
It was a personal request.
Who was he?
As far as I know, he was studying in Paris.
During the occupation, he
collaborated with the Germans,
and was sentenced to death by partisans.
But he escaped to Belgium,
and for the last few years,
was running some big laboratory there.
– But then he left.
– Where to?
Either West Germany or Switzerland.
Can you describe him?
Yes.
In tomorrow’s meeting, please.
– Alec.
– Yes, Yulia.
I’ve gotta get off my feet. I’ve
been to the plant, the editors’
board, and the institute.
– Take off your shoes.
– Yes ma’am.
I got a telegram from my mom.
Our archeologist is freezing on his trip.
He wants us to send him some warm
clothes. Asked me to say hi to you, too.
Thanks.
It’s a real Versailles. This
place has never looked better.
If you make a mess now, you
have to clean it up yourself.
Got it.
– Your jacket.
– Sorry.
Have you read the new Literaturnaya Gazeta?
It’s right there in black and white:
Men need to be supported.
How do you feel about that?
Quite negatively, actually.
It’s just an excuse to be lazy.
You say that, and you want me to marry you?
You want it more than I do.
But if it happens, you’ll still be the head
of the house, Alexander Nikolayevich.
Don’t leave your keys with
your neighbor anymore. She
pokes her nose into everything.
– What?
– Who am I? Are we married?
– And you said?
– I said I’m your lover.
Idiotic...
– Ready for some steak and onions?
– Sure.
Rimma got you some translation
work, but just technical stuff.
That’s fine, as long as it pays.
By the way, Volodya is going
abroad for a little while.
Seems like everybody goes abroad now.
Where to?
Either Belgium or Switzerland.
For work, with just a few other people.
That’s so much better than
in a herd of tourists.
I agree.
So what do you think?
What are you talking about?
I thought your brain ran like clockwork.
He could bring us something back.
Like what?
Like French perfume, or maybe some mascara.
A decent necktie or a suede
coat wouldn’t be terrible, either.
Let me get it straight.
Exactly what do you have in mind?
You’d have to get some foreign currency.
What do you mean, get foreign currency?
Like it’s caviar, or herring.
Get it yourself.
You’re so slow. Don’t you see?
Thank you.
You’re friends with that
lawyer, Koka, right?
I’m sure he can get it. I know it.
– What do you know?
– Ask him, please.
Cut that crap out.
Don’t even say his name!
He’s not my friend, and never has been.
What’s gotten into you?
So he’s not your friend, but he is my
neighbor. He’s the one who introduced us.
You could show a little more appreciation,
out of gratitude or something.
Fine, go make out with your neighbor.
How quickly your true nature comes out.
Rimma gets you translations.
Why can’t you help her out?
Right, so now I should do it for Rimma.
To hell with your friend,
if she’s anything like you!
– Why are you yelling?
– I’m tired of your talk about fancy stuff!
You never quit. “Go buy this, go get that.”
I’ve had enough.
Maybe you’re tired of me, too?
Maybe.
Fine, we’ll get it without you.
I don’t recommend getting
mixed up with Koka.
Thanks for the advice.
Yulia, what a surprise.
I wasn’t expecting you.
This is my friend, Rimma.
Pleased to meet you. I’ll be
right back. Make yourselves comfortable.
First Alec stopped coming by,
and lately you have, too.
Don’t be such a stranger, my
dear neighbor. Sit down, please.
We’ve come to ask you a favor.
But don’t start with business right away.
Do you want to spoil all
the pleasure of your company?
Let’s not rush. Let’s just sit and talk.
I happen to have some nice wine.
And I’m meeting Rimma for the
first time. It’s all so exciting.
– Here you are.
– Thank you.
I know it’s supposed to be good manners
to ask about your health first,
and only then ask you
to lend me ten rubles,
but on the contrary, I think
that would actually be rude.
– Do you need money?
– Yes, but not ten rubles.
Kopecks, hundred ruble notes,
thousand ruble notes, you name it!
We need dollars.
Dollars...
Where does one get dollars?
They’re not lying in the street.
Surely you know where to get them.
You have so many connections.
And why do you need them,
if it’s not a secret?
You know... Thank you.
Rimma can explain.
My friend is an engineer.
He travels abroad for work.
His mother is sick and needs medicine,
but it’s not available here.
Isn’t your engineer worried about smuggling
foreign currency across the border?
A lot of people do that these days.
You’re wrong, very few.
Please, we’re asking you to help us.
I can’t do anything.
I’d like to help, but I can’t.
It’s not in my capacity.
Okay, let’s drink.
Nikolai Nikolayevich, we’re sorry,
but we have to go.
Rimma, dear, you’re here for
the first time, but must be
off so soon... such a pity.
I’m sorry I couldn’t help you.
Girls, here you are.
– Thank you.
– Forgive me, for Christ’s sake.
I hope it’s not the last time.
I enjoyed meeting you.
Wait, Yulia, I almost forgot. Can I have
a word with you? Rimma, excuse me.
Why didn’t you come on your own?
There are some things you can’t
talk about in front of other people.
Rimma is my close friend and the money
is for her, but I understand. Sorry.
How many dollars does that medicine cost?
Two hundred, or two fifty.
One of my acquaintances recently
returned from a business trip.
He’s probably got some cash left,
but two hundred dollars...
I’ll find out and see
what I can do for you.
– What’s her friend’s name?
– Volodya Barkov.
Ask this Volodya Barkov to meet me.
– Should he come here?
– No, somewhere else would be better.
Let’s make it the day after tomorrow,
at the main post office on Kirovskaya.
Just point him out to me, then leave.
Thank you.
– See you.
– Bye.
Window 54. Tall, grey hair.
Nikolai Nikolayevich.
I’ll wait for you in the subway.
Nikolai Nikolayevich, hi.
Volodya, it’s been so long!
You’re tan. Been having a good time?
I’ll be right back.
Go on, I’ll catch up with you.
Nikolai Nikolayevich Kazin.
Here you are.
If it hadn’t been for Yulia’s
neighborly relations...
– You’ve got them on you?
– Yes.
In the store, put yours in my
pocket and I’ll put mine in yours.
– Sit. Hi.
– Hi.
– Catching up on some reading?
– Yeah, making up for lost time.
Right, you had no time before.
I’d say I had better things to do before.
Do you get newspapers and
magazines regularly?
Yes, thank you.
I’ve got some interesting
reading material of my own.
Came in yesterday.
Hope:
Go to Moscow Museum of Fine Arts,
“Greek Patio” room, from 5 to 5:30 PM.
Next radio contact due
on 9th, at usual time.
– Phony?
– No.
– So is this an official invitation?
– Quite.
And so the game goes on.
Yes, they want to see you.
They’ve been missing you badly.
We can’t deny them.
Seems like they don’t trust you.
I don’t think that’s it.
They’re probably worried
that I’ve been replaced.
– You must go to the museum.
– You trust me?
And if not?
Anyway, you don’t have a choice.
If only my old chief knew who sent me.
I’d give anything to see his face.
Same here.
Excuse me, monsieur, do you know
what century this sculpture is from?
The sculptor is unknown,
but such lovely bronze.
Monsieur, you’re very lovely, too.
Bye.
– Free?
– Taken.
– To Yaroslavsky station.
– Hey, taxi!
The Moscow-Privolzhsk train
departs at 6:00 PM...
To Privolzhsk?
Yes, car three.
Hold on.
Did you recognize anybody?
No one I know.
– Thank you.
– You’re welcome.
Is the tape ready?
Mikhail Alexandrovich, watch
the screen, please. Sit, sit.
Maybe you’ll recognize one
of the museum visitors.
As I already said, I didn’t
recognize anyone I know.
But someone had be there.
That much is certain.
Otherwise there would have been no point.
Sure.
Play it again.
No.
No.
No.
Wait, could you play that part back?
Play the last part again.
The final bit again.
Sebastian.
– Are you sure?
– Absolutely.
And the other guy?
– I don’t know him.
– You’ve never met him?
– You’ve never see him before?
– No.
When you left the museum,
he followed you. See him?
You took a taxi, and this car
waited for him for an hour.
He followed you to the train station.
There it is, license plate 59-88.
He went to the platform and
waited until your train left.
Probably making sure
I went back to Privolzhsk.
But I don’t know him.
Okay, thank you.
– Yevgeny Ivanovich, take him back.
– Yes sir.
– See you.
– See you.
He recognized Sebastian.
He’s the one who interrogated you.
Right, the chief’s right hand.
Sebastian arrived as a tourist from
West Germany, under the name Kruger.
Erich Kruger.
Maybe he didn’t know the other guy.
We identified the other one.
He’s Friedrich Klots.
He’s been to our country twice before:
In 1959 as a tourist,
and in 1962 with a trade delegation.
He’s with the embassy, a cultural attaché.
Specializes in antiques.
After leaving the station, he met
Kazin at the Valday café.
We showed these photos to Stupen.
He claims it’s Klots whom
he met at Kazin’s place.
Hope: All well. You were seen.
Get new cipher from Akulov.
He is an attendant at the
Central Bath House in Moscow.
Approach him on behalf of
Nikolai Nikolayevich...
and offer a pack of Novost cigarettes.
Confirm your receipt of new cipher.
The call signs are the same as before.
You’ll hear from us every Tuesday
and Thursday, same time.
God help you.
– So how is it?
– Here, like new.
– Thanks.
– I’ll hang it up.
Great birch leaves you have here!
They smell like that cologne, Dream.
– 65 kopecks for ironing.
– No problem.
I was sent by...
Nikolai Nikolayevich.
Have a smoke.
– No smoking here.
– Come on.
– I’ll go get your laundry.
– Okay.
The Sandunovsky bath house was always
my favorite. The pool is bigger there.
But the heat is better here, drier.
You should come by more often.
I’d be afraid that magpies
would carry me off to their nest.
How about a beer?
– Can you get something stronger?
– It’s all in our hands.
Okay, time to say goodbye.
No crying, please.
Remember, I’m size 42 and she’s a 46.
I got it. It adds up to 88.
– It’ll all work out fine.
– Don’t forget to call.
Of course I’ll call.
Enjoy yourselves.
– Thank you.
– You’re welcome.
Ladies and gentlemen,
radio listeners and TV viewers,
our city is hosting an electronics
symposium, opening tomorrow.
A delegation from the USSR has just
arrived, headed by one Professor Vasnetsov.
Good day, Professor. What are
your expectations for the symposium?
– Great successes.
– Good luck.
Professor Vendel,
so nice to see you.
Please meet my colleague, Mr. Barkov.
And you’ve already met Mr. Couturie.
He’s our managing director.
He’ll show you around.
And this is my assistant,
Josephine Clair.
– And what about Professor Klaus?
– He’s right here.
How are you?
Pretty good, actually, thanks to
a small car accident recently.
He’s been riding a bike since the accident.
– Have you read my book?
– Yes I have. It’s very interesting.
So you’re ready to debate?
I’d sooner agree with
the professor than with you.
Monsieur Barkov?
Yes, Vladimir. Judging by
your name, you must be French?
Yes. Do you speak French?
A little better than English...
Today you have some free time.
The symposium begins
tomorrow at 10:00 AM.
I’ll have a car pick you up in the morning.
Gentlemen, I hope you’ll
be comfortable here.
– Thank you.
– You’re welcome.
Here’s the symposium program.
Professor, you speak on Tuesday.
And Mr. Barkov, on Friday.
We’ll let you know the
exact times shortly.
If you need anything,
I’m at your disposal.
– Here you go.
– Thank you.
– My phone number.
– Thank you.
– Have a good rest. See you.
– Take care.
Mr. Couturie, can I ask you a favor?
I’d like to buy something, for a girl.
Could you recommend a good place?
Well, we have a lot of nice stores...
Try The Passage, two blocks from
here. They carry all kinds of stuff.
– Can I give you a ride?
– No, thanks.
Then have a good night––I mean, day.
Perhaps I can help?
Yes, I’m glad to see you here.
I thought you might run into trouble.
– Do you like it?
– I think it’s beautiful.
– Would you mind trying it on?
– I’d be happy to.
– Do you like it?
– It’s gorgeous.
– He says it’s beautiful.
– I’ll take it.
I’d also like to get a suede
coat, but one size smaller.
I see! The gentleman has a big heart.
Bring the coat and some coffee, please.
And cognac, too.
According to Russian tradition,
we have to drink to the sale.
– Have you ever been to Belgium?
– Unfortunately, no.
That’s where I’m from, originally.
I only moved here recently.
Monsieur Couturie is my dad’s friend.
He helped me land this job
with Professor Vendel.
There are some very beautiful places here,
lakes and mountains...
You really should see them.
And I’m ready to be your guide.
I’m afraid I won’t have any time.
Our schedule is already overloaded.
– But you’ve got Sunday.
– Just one day.
If only you could stay
for at least a month...
What’s the time, please?
Four o’clock.
I’m sorry, but I have to go.
The professor has one bad habit.
Sometimes he works quite late.
– Have you worked for him for long?
– Not very.
The professor travels often,
and I accompany him.
It’s the only opportunity...
for an unmarried woman to do
something interesting with her life.
– Is that a book of Prévert’s poetry?
– Yes.
Remember Barbara
It rained all day in Brest that day.
And you walked smiling
Flushed, enraptured, dripping wet.
In the rain Remember Barbara.
The Russian language is so beautiful.
But I only understood Barbara.
Psi-one and psi-two are phase shifts,
resulting from reflection.
And this is the overlapping phase,
while passing through the planar layer.
Thus, assuming the
calculations are correct,
and you agree our reasoning is sound,
then we have cause for celebration.
If I may add, I’m not the
sole author of this discovery.
It’s been a collective effort, and
our team has chosen to share...
the fruits of its research with you.
Thank you for your attention.
Esteemed colleagues,
I’m sure you’ll agree...
that the presentation given
by this young Soviet engineer...
was quite illuminating.
He posed a question...
and presented a solution that was
refreshing, as well as innovative.
And now, let’s take a break.
Congratulations. Well done.
Could Mr. Barkov meet with my students?
I’m afraid we won’t have time.
If Professor Vendel were to contact
Moscow, and request that I stay longer?
Of course, we can arrange that.
I don’t object, but Moscow has to say yes.
Allow me to introduce you
to Professor Klaus.
Congratulations on a
brilliant presentation.
He’d like to invite you to his institute,
to discuss your findings in more detail.
Thank you. I have to check
with Professor Vasnetsov, though.
He looks forward to meeting again.
Congratulations, Mr. Barkov.
You were quite a success...
Volodya.
I’m sorry to be late. I was
working on your updated itinerary.
– I’m happy you’re staying.
– Me too.
Ms. Josephine, what took you so long?
A gift for you.
I brought Mr. Barkov’s new itinerary.
Volodya, I’d like to
discuss something with you.
The itinerary includes a free day,
and Professor Vendel suggested
I take you out to the lakes.
Sounds lovely.
And don’t forget, you’re invited to
dinner at the professor’s next Friday.
– Will you be there? – It’s just
for researchers and their guests.
– I see. We’re too boring for you.
– That’s not it.
Then you’ll come as my guest?
Well, if you insist...
Hope:
Have Snipe take train nine
from Moscow on the 12th.
Photograph the train station
30 km outside Novotrubinsk.
Place a measuring device
on the tracks there,
and retrieve it after ten days.
Akulov has the device and
instructions. God help you.
I got the gadget.
The instructions say it measures...
the radioactivity levels of passing trains.
Novotrubinsk again.
If they were so intent on getting
water and soil samples from there...
it’s hardly a surprise that
they want more information.
According to what Tulyev said,
they think there’s a nuclear
weapons facility there.
– How far off are they?
– Only about 800 kilometers.
The Americans asked twice for
permission to go hunting there.
And the Turkish ambassador has
never hunted in his life,
but suddenly he’s desperate
to see the taiga, too.
You denied their requests,
and that only fanned the flames.
Okay, let’s say they figure out...
there’s nothing there.
Samples were supposedly taken
twice, by you and Stupen.
Both times they showed
elevated radioactivity,
and suddenly there’s nothing there.
We should’ve thought of that before.
We’re appealing to your agency’s
expertise for a very important...
and absolutely secret request.
There are no military
resources in this area.
The construction there
is entirely civilian.
But our task is...
to disguise the area...
so there will appear to be...
a nuclear weapons facility there.
We must assume that...
those who are interested in this place...
can utilize reconnaissance satellites,
aerial surveillance, and
radio communications,
along with their network of agents.
So a team posing as a construction
crew will accompany you,
and the whole area will be cordoned off.
It can be quite difficult
to get a clear image.
And I’m telling you, it’s reality.
My dear Mr. Barkov, you can’t just
declare the desirable to be reality.
But the measurements don’t lie.
Yes, we get the same measurements...
from our ferroelectric instruments...
and from the SuperCon system.
Admittedly, our technique
isn’t perfect yet.
At times, it’s impossible to know
the significance of each measurement.
Why make it so complicated?
In my country, we say it’s like scratching
your left ear with your right hand.
Only film made with
liquid tellurium crystals...
can produce the desired result.
I can’t agree.
We conducted the same experiments,
but with zero results.
What do you mean?
Our tests paid off handsomely,
although it would take
some time to explain.
Good evening, Frau Vendel.
You look very nice.
You look lovely, as well.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I’m happy to see you.
Have you had a lot to drink?
– No, just a little.
– You totally forgot about me.
Professor Klaus’s attention is so
focused, he’ll keep anybody sober.
Get me out of here. This so boring.
If it’s alright with Professor Vendel,
mademoiselle Josephine and I will depart.
Such a pity.
– What are you thinking about?
– About you...
and our trip to the lakes.
It would’ve been so
lonely there without you.
And you?
I’m thinking that Friday is in two days,
and then you’re going away.
And I’ll be alone again.
I’ve grown so used to you.
Mr. Couturie told me
that Professor Klaus...
offered you a job at his institute,
and you turned him down.
Is that such a surprise?
What would you do in my place?
I don’t know...
I’d probably have chosen differently.
The music stopped.
No, it’s still playing.
This is where I live.
Are you saying good night?
No.
But my landlady is very strict.
This is my parlor.
It’s not a parlor, but a palace.
And I’m the queen here.
Your cloak, your majesty.
Shall we have a drink?
Look in the cabinet.
We’ll have the drink of the sun.
Josie, without you I would’ve missed
this country’s most beautiful sights.
And it was a pleasure to be your guide.
Sit down, please.
Come to Moscow, Josie.
Volodya, you’re just like every other guy.
You wouldn’t even recognize me in Moscow.
I could never forget you.
Stop it, Volodya.
You’re leaving regardless.
What am I supposed to do?
You’re an amazing woman.
Who is it?
Josephine, open up, please.
I was in bed already, Frau Mertin.
It’s quite urgent.
It’s my landlady. I don’t want
her to see you. Hide in here.
– Criminal police.
– Sit down, please.
What is it?
According to Interpol,
your name is Georgette Hemlin,
and you’re wanted for drug smuggling.
There’s been a mistake.
I’ve never heard of any Georgette Hemlin.
I work for Professor Vendel.
Will he confirm that?
Yes.
His phone number?
You know, he wouldn’t appreciate
being disturbed so late at night.
Is there someone else
who can vouch for you?
Our director, Philip Couturie.
Please dial his number
and I’ll talk to him.
Do you know Ms. Josephine Clair?
I need you to come to the
police station immediately.
Get your coat. You’re coming with us.
What are you waiting for?
Search the room.
Who’s this gentleman?
Mr. Barkov, an engineer
from the Soviet Union.
Strange place to receive guests.
Your passport, please.
– My passport is at the hotel.
– Which one?
You’re coming with us, too.
Let’s go.
Care for one?
No.
She seemed like such a nice woman. I don’t
know what to say to Professor Vendel.
I pulled the strings to get her that job.
But Monsieur Volodya, don’t worry.
Everything is fine.
I spoke with the commissioner.
He won’t notify your embassy,
and you won’t be mentioned in the report.
– I’ll take you back.
– No, thanks. I think I’ll go for a walk.
Good night.
Don’t do it. Life is beautiful.
– Fresh air.
– Don’t catch a cold.
We had two of our agents...
take photos of this location.
The photos were taken at different
times, but they correspond.
They also match the photo
you provided, Mr. MacLeod.
Our satellite detects
significant radioactivity...
in that area.
Our instrument indicates
that freight trains...
loaded with radioactive materials
pass through regularly.
All of our diplomatic efforts...
to get permission to visit
the area have been denied.
Our experts believe the exterior
construction is just a front,
and that the actual facility
is hidden underground.
If you’re lucky enough
to learn anything new,
we’d appreciate hearing about it.
We’ve told our agent to provide...
anything he can find out.
I suggest making the same
request to your military attaché.
A Soviet delegation,
headed by Professor Vasnetsov,
recently attended an
electronics symposium here.
We have reason to believe...
that their research...
will form a major component of...
an anti-missile system
that’s being developed...
for all of the USSR’s
major industrial centers,
starting with Moscow.
I think you understand.
We must strike the first blow.
I agree with you.
For a similar system in the USA,
as part of the Safeguard program,
the estimated expense is between
70 and 100 million dollars.
We know you tried something with
the Soviets at the symposium.
We’d appreciate some
details about what happened.
Sebastian, get the Philip
Couturie file, please.
And ask them to bring us some more coffee.
My boss would like to talk with you.
How about Tuesday, at our site
in Garmisch-Partenkirchen?
We’ll buy twenty pieces of your equipment.
The terms of delivery can be settled later.
We got a few photos.
Who’s this?
Barkov. He works at Professor
Vasnetsov’s institute.
I suggest keeping an eye on him.
END OF PART ONE