Secret Agent (1964–1967): Season 2, Episode 16 - Dangerous Secret - full transcript

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Mark.

Colin, how are those
two children?

They're in hospital.

They'll be all right.

We got to them in time,

unlike the gardeners.

Well, thank heaven for that.

Is it still spreading?

No, they've burned everything.

It's under control.



They couldn't find the cultures?

No, I've destroyed them.

But Colin, those are the
only record of what happened.

I know, that's why I'm burning them.

Oh hello, Mr. Mather, come on in.

Mr. Ashby, Mr. Fenton.

How do you do, Mr. Fenton.

Good morning, Miss Preston.

Good morning.

I expected to see you in my office.

Oh, did you? I'm sorry.

Miss Preston gave you my message?

Yes.

Well, then if the mountain won't come



to Muhammad.

I had to see the wives
of the two gardeners.

I think you ought to know,

the funeral is on Wednesday.

Yes, thank you.

You know, of course,

the two children are all right.

Yes, I know.

By the way, I should
like your log and notes.

I've burnt them.

You had no right to do that.

By the way, Colin, Mr. Fenton is

from the research section at Whitchurch.

That's a military project.

How'd you come into this?

I didn't come here to discuss my job.

Well, I don't work for Whitchurch,

and I don't approve of
bacteriological warfare.

And I certainly won't be responsible

for inflicting anything so
horrible on unsuspecting humans.

Aren't you being a little dramatic?

Such a decision will never
fall on your shoulders.

And I intend to see that it
doesn't fall on anyone else's.

Oh really, Mr. Ashby, must I remind you

that you work for the government?

The result of your work belongs to them.

And my mistakes?

Whitchurch want to know what
caused this mutation, Colin.

It's for their records.

We must have every detail
of your experiment.

If you'll guarantee that it won't

be developed as a weapon.

Hardly likely.

But the policy of our superiors
is none of our business.

No?

Then I'm afraid I can't help you.

Colin, do be reasonable.

I'm sorry, I won't do it.

Is that your signature?

Yes.

There's a clause there which is covered

by the Official Secrets Act.

Oh, is there?

Withholding certain kinds of information

is an offense under the Act.

And what do you intend to do about that,

send me to the tower?

In a situation of this sort,

we can do exactly as we please.

I'll have your passport please.

My passport?

You won't be needing it.

Under Section 34 of the act,
you are forbidden to travel

outside a radius of 10
miles from your residence.

I've heard about you gentlemen.

But I never believed
that you really existed.

Perhaps you wouldn't mind
handing me a receipt.

Miss Preston, you really have no idea

where Mr. Ashby could have gone?

Not a clue.

Drake, I have already been through those.

Yes.

Do you know the
names of any of his friends?

No, I'm afraid not.

Or any place that he was

in the habit of visiting.

Look, Colin and I didn't see much

of each other outside work.

Drake?

No thanks.

That will be all, thank you, Miss Preston.

Well, he can't have
gone out of the country.

Why not?

Because I took his passport.

On what authority?

That's the sort of thing that would

make any reasonable man leave the country.

That is a most extraordinary statement.

Have you known me to stand on a point

of principle, Mr. Fenton?

I find it quite enough to do my duty.

He probably thought he was doing his.

You can't be serious.

I take it you're one of the school

that believes in blind obedience.

I certainly do.

With an 18 hour start, he
could be anywhere by now.

In that case, you'd
better get a move on it.

I've got a lot to do here first.

I have told you, Drake, I've
already been through those.

There will be other
people looking for Ashby

when the secret of this
virus of his leaks out.

I must impress upon you this is

an extremely dangerous situation.

You say you've been through these?

Of course.

Notice that one there, that item - paint.

What about it?

It's marine paint,
specially hard for yachts.

B-Y-C.

Barham Yacht Club.

Barham is the nearest
yachting harbor to here.

We look in the personal file under B,

and what do we find?

Empty.
-That's right.

He didn't want us to know

that he had a boat.
-That's right.

He could have sailed anywhere by now.

How far is Barham?

It'll take us an hour to get there.

Mr. Fenton.

Yeah.

He's gone, all right.

Yes, the secretary of the
club tells me he made a call

from here before he left last night.

Who was he calling?

I don't know, but I've got the number.

It's a French exchange,
Vieuxville 216-324.

Hello, c'est Monsieur Colin Ashby

Oh yes, Monsieur, you wish
to speak with Monsieur Barjou?

Barjou, oui.

Hold on please.

Oh, Barjou.

Oh, Mr. Barjou is not in, Mr. Ashby.

Oh, dear.

Can I ask him to call you?

Does he know where to get me?

You are still at the Hotel du Chateau?

Yes, of course.

Then he will call you there.

Thank you.
-It's a pleasure.

Hotel du Chateau.

Merci, monsieur.

Taxi.

Thank you.

Mr. Ashby.

Are you the gentleman
who wanted to see me?

That's right, would you
care to sit over there?

Anywhere you like.

What's it all about?

Mr. Ashby, I must offer you
my sincere congratulations.

Oh, that's very kind of you.

What have I done?

We admire anyone who's prepared

to make a stand on principle
and we're ready to back them.

We?

My newspaper, I'm sorry.

Oh, you work for that rag, do you?

Yes, we've been called many things,

but with a circulation of
12 million, we can take it.

You've been abominably treated, Mr. Ashby.

I'm afraid I don't understand you.

You sure?

You're on the run, Mr. Ashby.

You've thrown away your
career, everything,

in order that those
bone-headed bureaucrats

can't push you around.

Well now look, Mr. Henderson,

what goes on isn't any of your business.

When it involves the spreading of bacteria

as a weapon of war,
it's everyone's business.

Well, this is news to me.

All right, that an
experiment of yours misfired,

causing a dangerous virus mutation,

that you destroyed your
notes, that you refused

to give any information to the Commission

because you don't believe in
bacteria as a weapon of war.

Where did you get all that stuff?

We're not allowed to divulge
our sources of information.

That's convenient.

It's a good story, a great story.

We'll make the Commission eat dog.

Yes, well I have no objection to that,

but for the moment, I'm
not at liberty to talk.

Why not?

That, too, is none of your business.

Well, I have all the facts.

I just want to help you.

Oh.

Why?

To help myself.

Yes, that's better.

I'm prepared to accept that.

I'll be here for a few days.

You may need me when the Commission

finds out you're not going back.

Why should you think I'm not going back?

Come now, the ICF laboratories are here

in the same business as yourself.

If you want to work for them as I say,

when the Commission discovers
that you're not going back,

they'll issue a statement
that will crucify you.

Then you'll need a friend to
tell your side of the story.

In the meantime, would you like a drink?

Thank you.

Yes, I'd like a cold beer.

So would I.

Please remember, Mr. Ashby,

that apart from my professional interest,

I personally am on your side.

Thank you, I accept that.

Oh, Madame Carron, here you are.

But I'm interrupting you.

No, no, please come and sit down.

Mr. Henderson had finished his business.

He was just about to say goodbye.

So, I was.

We'll have that drink some other time.

Yes, fine, what is your
room number, by the way?

10.
-10, good.

Yes, well if you'll excuse me.

Tell me, have you ever been

to this part of the
world before, Mr. Ashby?

Not to Vieuxville, no.

Well, the town is nothing,
but the country round

is most attractive, don't you think?

You know, I haven't had any time to look.

You should really make time.

It is not spectacular,
there is nothing dramatic,

but it is soft and pleasing,

embracing, you might say.

You have a delightful
way of expressing yourself.

Now, you are teasing me.

You must show me sometime.

Mr. Ashby.

Good morning, Mr. Fenton.

I should like a word with you.

It's not convenient at the moment.

I'm afraid you'll have
to make it convenient.

I will?

Well, then talk away.

I would prefer to talk in
your room, if you don't mind?

Please excuse me, monsieur.

No, no, don't disturb
yourself, not for Mr. Fenton.

We'll go upstairs.

Excuse me, Madame Carron.

I can't imagine why you
troubled to come here, Fenton.

You're wasting your time.

May I amuse you in Mr. Ashby's absence.

Oh, you're very kind, monsieur.

I was thinking of taking
a look at the shops.

Shopping is a vice of mine.

You see, when I was a young thing,

I had very little money.

I came from a farming family.

And Norman peasants are extremely--

Thrifty?

Parsimonious.

I can't resist these things.

You speak very good English
for a Norman peasant.

I was married to an English man.

Ah yes, that would account for it.

Where did you live when
you were a young thing?

Just here, this is where I was born.

I've come back on a sentimental journey.

Well, I hope you won't be disappointed.

That is a very perceptive
remark, monsieur.

However, I always found
it a mistake to go back,

but this time it will be different.

I know it will.

I'm sure it will.

Would you like to try your hand?

Thank you.

Is Mr. Ashby a friend of yours?

Goodness, no.

No, we only met this morning.

I was just thinking what
an interesting face he had

when he came across and spoke to me.

I don't blame him.

You are very nice.

And you have an interesting face, too.

But you're not the kind of man for me.

How disappointing.

No, you're too handsome.

Handsome men are not reliable.

You see, it is my shrewd
peasant instinct that warns me.

I hope you're not too
disappointed, Mr. Henderson.

I'll try to bear it.

Your passport, monsieur.

Merci, madamoiselle.

Did Mr. Ashby show his
passport when he registered?

Why no, monsieur.

But I thought every person--

There was an arrangement with--

Who's he?

He's one of the Ministry's sleuths.

What does he want?

He's trying to blackmail
into going back to England.

Where's Madame Carron?

She went out to the shops.

Yes, he's threatening to have me deported.

You see, I have no passport.

He's the one who took it.

What's his name?

Fenton.

What are you going to do then?

I'm not worrying.

The French won't play ball with him.

As a matter of fact, they're
going to supply me with papers.

That's nice of them.

What do they want in exchange?

I'm going to work for them.

On the discovery?

You're not serious?

What else do they want?

Well really, Henderson,

I may have made a monumental blunder,

but I do have some
reputation as a scientist.

Well anyway, the French seem

to think enough of me to want me.

And old friend of mine, Henri
Barjou, he's working here.

He's told them all about me.

About the discovery?

The mistake, you mean.

No, only Henri knows about that.

Is that wise?

Well, everything
I told him is in confidence.

Well, I hope he respects it.

We're scientists, not journalists.

Oh, I resent that.

And I retract, oh, and I'll
have that beer now if I may?

Oh no, I won't, excuse me.

Henri.

Yes, everything's fine, thanks.

Well, where shall we talk?

Upstairs, I think.

I hope they're making
you comfortable here.

Oh yes, no complaints.

I'm getting a bit tired of sitting around.

When do I start?

Well, we have many
things to discuss first.

Wait until your papers are through.

I have reserved a apartment for you.

I'm not fussy.

It has been highly recommended.

It's above Monsieur
Barbier's Antique Shop.

I'm much more interested
in that lab you showed me.

Oh, by the way, Colin,
I mentioned the business

of the virus mutation to our director.

You know, he's extremely interested.

I'm sorry you did that.

I gave you that information in confidence.

I thought that since
you were working with us.

Of course, he's only interested

from an academic point of view.

I'm sorry, I'd rather not talk about it,

even academically.

Quelle domage

It would have made things so much easier.

Easier?

For what?

Well, we have this trouble
with your passport to travel.

But you can vouch for me.

But of course, don't worry now.

The trouble is the director is a man

who is used to getting his own way.

You can book a flight
back to England, Drake.

I've read Ashby the riot act.

Give him time to think it over

and he'll be on his way back home, too.

You think so?

I'm sure of it.

You know your trouble, Fenton?

You've spent so much time
frightening little men

that you think you can do it to everyone.

I can.

You've picked the wrong man this time.

Hold it.

Come.

Oh, Ashby, hello.

This will amuse you, Henderson.

What is that?
-There is no limit

to the crass stupidity of
our security gentleman.

What, Fenton? What's he been up to now?

You'll never believe
it, he's bugged my room.

No, really?

Take a look at that.

How about that, hey?

How's it work?
-Well look.

What is it?

It's a microphone and transmitter.

As small as that?

Well, they make them smaller these days.

And you think that Fenton put it there.

I'm sure of it.

If that fascist tries
to pull anything else,

I'll get Barjou to report him
to the French authorities.

How are you getting on with
your French friend, Barjou?

Oh, fine.

Are they gonna fix you up with papers?

I don't think there'll
be any trouble about that.

And they're not after your secret?

Well, to be honest with you, Henderson,

I'm beginning to suspect that there

are strings attached to the job.

Henri says that until they
decide to give me papers,

I'm not allowed outside a 10
kilometer radius of this town.

Then they're no better
than your chums in England.

You might just as well go home.

I'm beginning to wonder.

Why don't you go home?

Oh no, I'll give them
a chance to keep their promise.

I owe that to Henri.

You know, Ashby, I'm beginning to suspect

that other people might
be after your secret.

No one else know about it.

Barjou knows, I know.

If other countries make the discovery,

they might send their
agents to get it from you.

You mean to buy me?

Well, they'll use other means.

Rough stuff?

Subtler methods.

They'd be wasting their time.

You shouldn't be here, Fenton.

What was Ashby doing in your room?

Confiding in me.

What did he want?

Telling me how much he disliked you.

Hah, I cut him down to size.

And he's talking about turning you over

to the French police.

He'd never have the hide.

That's the least of our worries.

He discovered a bug in his room.

Well, is it yours?

No, it's an MD460, one of
the latest Russian models.

This is real trouble.

Who do you suppose put it there?

I don't know, either of
the gentlemen playing cards,

or the mysterious gentleman
in the dark glasses,

the lady receptionist, Madame Carron,

I didn't bring my crystal ball.

I don't think you appreciate just

how serious this situation is, Drake.

Don't I?

It's a pity you took his passport

in the first place or he wouldn't be here.

That is a preposterous statement.

I am going out now to
discover the strength

and disposition of the enemy forces.

Out where?

Shopping
-Eh?

Shopping is a vice of
mine and the antique shops

in this town have
a peculiar fascination for me.

Close the door after you, would you?

Merci.

Why, Mr. Henderson.

What a pleasant surprise.

Are you interested in antiques?

Yes, are you?

What a strange question.

Why strange?

If I were not, what would
I be doing in an antique shop?

That's a nice question.

Are you a serious
collector, Mr. Henderson?

Well, I like looking around.

That's an interesting piece.

And what is that
interesting piece, monsieur?

Can you identify it?

Well, at a rough guess, I'd say it was

a side-hammer percussion
cap dueling pistol,

very likely Rossier's of
Paris, mid-19th century.

A well informed guess, monsieur.

Would you be interested
in purchasing them?

I might, it depends on the price.

It seems we are both after
the same thing, monsieur.

I usually get what I want.

That's funny, so do I.

Then you will fight it out
and I shall be the winner.

How's that?

Because I shall ask a higher price.

Your price is too high already.

You see how you are complicating
my affairs, monsieur.

Hello there, Henderson.

We've been having a wonderful
time since you left.

Bogeyman Fenton has been scaring me stiff.

He tells me that unless
I go straight back to England,

I shall be liable to criminal prosecution.

This time, he's gone to far.

I've already complained to Barjou.

Do you know, Mr. Fenton
thinks I'm kidding.

Monsieur Fenton.

Yes.

I'm an officer of Securite, monsieur.

Well, what do you want?

I would like a word in private, monsieur.

Yes, what about?

I have instructions to ask you

to leave this area, monsieur.

Have you?

Well, you can't do that without

a very good reason, you know.

Excuse me, Monsieur Fenton,
but this is a special area.

It is not necessary for
me to give you any reason.

This is your doing, Ashby.

It looks like it, Mr. Fenton.

You'll be sorry.

Will you please pack your things?

A car is on it's way to
take you to the airport.

Well, I see what good
care the French take of you.

Where are you off to now?

Oh, I just had an idea for a story.

Ah, it is you, monsieur.

So, you have come back to make an offer?

You would have to outbid the lady.

No, no, I'm the only
one on the market now.

Oh, the lady has changed her mind?

Someone's changed it for her.

I do not understand, monsieur.

I don't understand it myself.

A police officer came into the hotel

and asked the lady to leave immediately.

When was this?

10 minutes ago.

But why?

Don't ask me, he said something

about this being a special area.

So, you see, I'm the only
one on the field now.

How much, monsieur?

Are you staying here long, monsieur?

Just a day or two.

Then perhaps you would be
kind enough to come back again.

I happen to have an important appointment.

I am late.

I will make you a good price tomorrow.

Ooh, anytime.

Au revoir

Would you call Mr. Ashby's
room for me please?

I'm sorry, monsieur, Mr. Ashby is out.

Are you sure?

But yes, monsieur, he
left only a minute ago

with Madame Carron.

Thank you

very much.

Oh dear, how sad.

What's so sad?

Nobody lives here anymore.

It used to be my home when I was a child.

I wanted to see it again.

I wish I'd not come back.

Well, then drive away and forget it.

No, I came to see it and I will.

Poor old house, no one loves you anymore.

The kitchen was through here.

I could just see above
the top of the table.

I used to watch my mother cooking.

Let me go!

Let me go, will you?

What are you putting in there?

Nothing that will harm you.

Do be careful, Colin,
you will hurt yourself.

In fact, in a minute or two you will

be feeling on top of the world.

Carry on, Colin.

The results were staggering.

I'd kept the cultures at
a constant temperature

of 30 degrees.

It wasn't until after
12 hours that I began

to expose the first cultures
to a bombardment of,

well hello, Henderson.

You're just in time to hear
about my historic discovery.

Monsieur Henderson.

I told you I like to have my own way.

Yes, you did.

You certainly are a clever young thing.

Thank you, but please, don't interrupt.

No, this is the important part.

It sounds highly technical to me.

Oh nonsense, you understand it, don't you?

Yes, every word.

Right, carry on, Colin.

Well, after the cultures--

Shut up!

Monsieur Henderson, you
are becoming a nuisance.

Go with Stefan.

Very well, as you have the whip hand.

Ah ah.

Be seeing you.

I'll return the tape, no longer
anything of interest on it.

Come on, my lad, you're going home,

and henceforth, you'll find
Mr. Fenton as sweet as not.

What is that?

Don't you know?

Come on.

You should get yourself some better help.

Who was he working for then?

I don't know.

Certainly not for us.

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