"Station 2 is ready for delivery." "They were ready five minutes ago and five minutes before that." "Try to relax, Billy." "I'll relax when we've made delivery." "I don't want any slip-ups now." "We're too close." "Spiderweb is the agency's biggest operation in 10 years." "Got change for the phone?" "You call Hobson one more time, he'll hang up on you." "Let's just try to keep our eyes on the doors." "It's almost 10:45." "Folescu should be walking in at any minute." "Oh, good evening, Mr. Topping." "How are you?" "This is Amanda." "Hello." "It's a pleasure." "Amanda." "What's she doing here?" "You tell her about Spiderweb?" "Of course not." "It's gotta be a coincidence." "Who's the stiff?" "I would hardly call Bryce Topping a stiff." "Who the hell is Bryce Topping?" "You'd know if you ever read the society pages." "He's a regular." "Old money, brilliant law career, and obviously pretty kinky." "What?" "Well, come on, Lee." "A suburban housewife?" "It's wonderful that you could get a table without even a reservation." "Yes." "Excuse me." "Thank you very much." "Bryce--Oh, thank you." "The wine list." "Thank you." "Listen, maybe coffee wasn't such a good idea." "It's--Oh, gosh, it's getting awfully late." "It's not that late." "We have a lot to talk about." "Well, we could talk in the car on the way home." "Would you mind?" "Whatever you say." "See how easy I am to get along with?" "Yes." "Thank you." "Folescu." "Check." "Damn." "When the head of one of our units and two top agents can't handle a simple defection there is something very wrong with this outfit." "Spiderweb has been your operation right from the start, Mr. Melrose." "Sounded great." "Three Communist defectors from three separate Communist countries." "We pool their information and we end up light-years ahead." "Of course, it wasn't gonna be easy." "How many years have we devoted to it?" "Two years." "Two years." "Margaret." "Two years representing thousands of man-hours thousands of U.S. taypayer dollars." "And what happens last night?" "lt all gets flushed." "Sir" "Why am I always running out of these things?" "I'm sorry, sir, but there was a half a bottle of this on your desk this morning." "Margaret, I don't use a half a bottle in two hours." "Yes, sir." "Sir, we are as concerned as you are with what went down last night." "But Spiderweb is still a viable operation." "Milos Durak is coming in, then General Kuragin, and their information" "We don't have them yet." "What we have is one dead Romanian." "And I wanna know why." "Now, do you have any answers, Mr. Melrose?" "Nothing that you or I would be happy about." "As I see it, there are two possibilities." "One, Folescu was spotted by some of his own people and they eliminated him." "But I can't buy that." "Do you agree with Mr. Melrose?" "The assassin was working as a busboy at the restaurant." "That does not indicate a spur-of-the-moment action." "They knew where Folescu was coming in." "The hit was planned." "They used a cold gun." "There were no prints, nothing." "A woman ran interference when the shooting started." "Then she made a fast disappearing act." "Possibility number two?" "A major security breach." "Well, Spiderweb has been confined to your unit." "I know that." "It's been a classified project since you gave it the go-ahead." "Oh." "Well, then you know what you have to do, don't you, Mr. Melrose?" "If you have plans tonight, cancel them." "Gonna check every personnel file in this unit." "including yours?" "Everyone that had access to Spiderweb." "I just don't get it." "This has been an eyes-only mission from the beginning." "There hasn't been much access." "It's our leak, so we have to find him." "Hello, sir, Francine." "Hi." "Hi." "Hello, Lee." "Lee?" "What?" "About last night, I'm really sorry." "I couldn't get out of the way." "I kept trying to." "Every time I tried, I'd get more in the way." "Then the man got shot and the other man started to spray bullets all over the place." "I was really very upset and so was Bryce." "Oh, yes, good old Bryce Topping." "Oh, do you know Bryce?" "No, name only." "Sounds like an actor." "No, no, he's an attorney." "At any rate, I could hardly sleep all night thinking about what happened." "I know it was probably agency business." "Yeah." "And so may I ask what it was about?" "No, you may not." "Right." "What are you doing here?" "I'm here doing expense reports..." "...for Mr. Melrose." "Oh, terrific." "Heh." "Well, it may not be all that exciting to you, but to me, it's pretty interesting." "I guess it's the code words that make it seem sort of like a game." "There's somebody in this agency that sits around and thinks up those code words all day." "Sandstorm, Spiderweb." "Spiderweb?" "Yeah, Spiderweb." "That's really a weird one." "See, nothing's itemized on these reports." "It just says 'classified' and a dollar amount." "I'd ask you what it is, but since it's classified...." "No, it's classified." "Scarecrow." "Yeah, I'm coming." "Heh." "Saved by the bell." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Heh." "Lee?" "I'm glad you weren't hurt last night." "I'm glad you're okay too." "Thanks." "Bye." "Bye." "Would've been nice if you could've taken out the agents instead of a lot of glassware." "If I'd taken the agents out, I'd have taken you out, too, Rina." "I think it went pretty well." "Folescu's only the first." "Let's save our self-congratulations until after the job is done." "We have to eliminate all three defectors in order to nullify Spiderweb." "Shouldn't be too difficult, considering our information source." "You have to admit, it's kind of nice having a pipeline into the agency." "This is the biggest thing we've ever attempted." "To assassinate all three defectors right here on American soil in full view of the agents that promised them protection." "There's a nice secondary benefit to that." "We prove that our intelligence is superior." "The next arrival will be Milos Durak." "How will he be coming into the country?" "Oh." "We'll be given the date, time, place, and anything else we need." "Nothing." "Francine." "How about personnel with computer access?" "Very little." "Those who have it are clean enough to serve dinner on." "Yeah, mine all qualify for merit badges too." "Well, keep digging." "How's it going, Billy?" "Well, so far we've come up empty, but we're gonna stay on it." "Don't bother." "Margaret?" "Here is your security leak, right here." "I didn't think you'd mind if I put my own team on this." "You found the leak?" "I did." "Amanda King." "Amanda?" "Oh, you've gotta be kidding." "Sir." "No, I'm not kidding, Miss Desmond." "Wait, wait, wait, hold it." "Are you saying that Amanda King is a double agent?" "That's impossible." "She's not an agent at all." "She isn't even a trainee, in the strict sense of the word." "She just helps us out." "And because she just helps us out, she was never given an all-out security check." "They would have never found anything." "Her life has gotta be one big yawn." "Look, sir, you don't know Amanda King." "We do." "She simply doesn't qualify." "I don't care what you've got in that folder." "She didn't even apply for a job with the agency." "Sure, her working with us came about from an accident." "Accidents can be arranged." "Oh." "You don't think that that's a very real possibility, Miss Desmond." "Well, sir, actually I think that that would make Amanda King much smarter than I think she is." "Okay, maybe she can tell you how to starch your socks with egg whites but I really don't see her dealing with classified information." "Besides, she doesn't know about Spiderweb." "Never mentioned it?" "Never asked any questions about it?" "Yeah, she did." "She mentioned it in passing this afternoon." "From your report she was a patron at the restaurant last night when Folescu bought it." "And before you say coincidence, she was with Bryce Topping who happens to be legal counsel for about five senators three cabinet members and a very prominent defense contractor." "That is nice cover." "Not to mention a rich source of information." "And there is the matter of where she was from November 1982 to mid-January 1983." "You see, there's a big blank in her record during that period." "Might have been recruited during that period?" "Possibly." "That would help to explain the $10,000 deposit to her bank account in February of '83." "Sir, that is all circumstantial." "As you know, we run periodic spot checks on all personnel." "Would it interest you to know that we've made a check on Mrs. King..." "...during the past two weeks?" "Oh, hold it, Mitch." "I can't believe anything of an incriminating nature" "You call it incriminating if she visited the Czech Embassy?" "A visit which lasted for 42 minutes." "Mrs. King was seen leaving the embassy carrying a large manila envelope." "Contents unknown." "We have our double agent." "We have her dead bang." "And you are going to prove it." "This is the biggest waste of time and money I have ever seen." "Amanda's working for the Russians is like my Aunt Sally working for the Russians." "Mitch didn't seem too amused by the possibility." "Come on, you gotta admit, it's a great cover, right?" "Suburban housewife, divorced mother who just happens to bump into you then hooks up with the agency." "Don't tell me you're buying this." "I didn't say I was." "You know weirder things have happened." "Well, nothing's as weird as suspecting Amanda of being a double agent." "I mean" "How about Mark Griffin?" "You remember him?" "A field man who got killed by a double agent who happened to be his fiancee." "Okay, okay, the book is full of bizarre cases but I do not believe this one and I never will believe it." "Here we are right in the middle of Spiderweb and we pull this duty." "Let me bottom-line this for you." "Larner ordered us--Not suggested." "ordered us to put Amanda under surveillance." "Why don't we stop complaining and start surveilling?" "Okay, then you tell me straight." "You really believe that Amanda is a spy?" "It's unlikely." "But I'm still dying to hear that explanation of why she visited the Czechoslovakian Embassy." "No, sweetheart, you're in Germany." "You have to go south." "Down, sweetheart." "Down, down, down." "Sharp right." "How's that?" "Right there." "Perfect." "All right." "Okay, now, what's the name of this city?" "Prague." "Prague, that's right." "Good boy." "All this stuff sure helps, Mom." "Sweetheart, actually the man at the Czechoslovakian Embassy was actually very excited that someone was interested in his country." "Wish that man would come tell us how to pronounce these names." "I mean, look at this things." "Brno and P-p-p--Plzen, Znojmo." "Plzen." "Don't the Czechs believe in vowels?" "This is Mrs. Ewert's work, I know it." "She's playing favorites again." "What do you mean?" "Just think about it." "All the wonderful European countries that Philip could have gotten." "Mother." "Shh, shh, shh." "Romantic places like Italy and France." "Mother, I'm sure the assignment of these countries was done in a very democratic fashion." "I bet they were." "Philip, how did you get Czechoslovakia?" "See, Mrs. Ewert was pointing around in Eastern Europe and when she pointed to Czechoslovakia, I raised my hand." "Oh, you see?" "He took one of the hard ones." "Well, actually, I was raising my hand if I could go to the bathroom..." "...but Mrs. Ewert kind of misunderstood." "Ha-ha-ha." "Oh, sweetheart, you're gonna do just fine." "Yes, you are." "Thanks." "Czechoslovakia's fun." "But next time, I'm gonna do what Ronnie Smith did and wait." "He's probably got his entire project done by now." "How?" "He got some country named Liechtenstein." "And it's the size of a pin." "He can carry his entire map to school in his wallet." "Hey, Mom!" "Oh, my gosh, Jamie." "Sweetheart, we're not deaf." "Yeah, what is it?" "Are you gonna get done with Philip's yucky map?" "Hey." "Hey." "I've got my project to do and you said you'd help." "Philip's map is due Monday and you've got two weeks before your project is due." "And besides that, guess what is on my agenda for this afternoon." "The electronics shop?" "Yes, indeed." "Okay." "My fellows, stay here and be good?" "Okay." "You work very hard and you help your grandmother clean up when you're finished" "Okay." "And I'll see you all later, okay?" "You're gonna need this, and I don't need it where I'm going." "Bye." "Have fun today." "Come on, Grandma!" "Oh, yippee, I'm left with all the fun." "Grandma, let's get it started." "I don't know how much more of this I can stand." "Yeah, I'm with you." "Larner is right about one thing." "It's a very serious leak at the agency that's jeopardizing people's lives." "And where are we?" "Ha." "We're visiting supermarkets, drug stores and dry cleaners." "Oh, yes, but look at the importance of our work." "I mean, just think about how proud we'll feel when we report back on what laundry detergent Amanda King uses." "I can't for the life of me understand why Amanda had to visit three markets." "Produce at one, cans and boxes at another, and bakery items at yet another." "Doesn't surprise me." "It's what I've suspected of her all along." "The woman is a coupon clipper." "She's bargain shopping at a furious rate." "What are we doing now?" "Buying model airplanes or something." "Uh-oh." "Here we go." "Well, we're off and running again." "Why don't we split up?" "You stay here." "I'll check what she bought, keep up the tail." "Then I'll take a cab back to the agency." "Yeah, why not?" "Bye." "Bye." "When the agent leaves, we should talk to the store owner also." "This just might be something we can use." "It's tonight, you're sure?" "Positive." "The report was confirmed this afternoon." "What have you got?" "The theater lets out at 1 1." "We have their defensive positions mapped out..." "...and in our possession." "Excellent." "Meet you at Rina's in an hour." "We'll go over our plans for welcoming Milos Durak to the United States." "Oh." "Oh." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." "No, no, no." "Well, I was just going over your receipts and there's this one here that I just don't quite understand." "What?" "Well,this is a receipt for tennis shoes." "And tennis shoes sound so recreational." "I just wondered if maybe one of your personal receipts had gotten mixed up with your business receipts by mistake and" "Uh--No." "No, no mistake." "Mm-mm." "Scarecrow." "We have to talk about tonight." "Amanda, would you excuse us?" "Oh, yes, of course." "Certainly, sir." "I'll just get right out of your wa" "Wait." "Oh, oh, oh." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Excuse my" "No, it's okay." "It's quite all right." "Excuse me, sir." "I just" "She didn't see those plans, did she?" "I don't think she had time to see anything." "All right, now, Francine will be at the primary observation point here." "I'll be here, down at the corner." "Dawson will be across the street on the rooftop." "I'll be driving Stagecoach 1." "Weaver, Stagecoach 2." "Check." "Yes, Margaret, come in." "Mr. Melrose, I thought I'd check on the report of yesterday's surveillance." "You know, of Mrs. King?" "Yeah, that'll be typed up by the end of the day." "Well, Mr. Larner was pretty firm about wanting to see it now." "He's sort of on the warpath." "I wanna see the King file." "It's not quite ready yet, sir." "Stetson, Desmond, I want that King file right now." "I wanna know every breath that Amanda King takes." "Who's that?" "Is that the King woman?" "What's she doing here?" "What she usually does here." "She works." "All right." "I'm gonna say this one more time and I hope it finally sinks in." "Amanda King is under surveillance because she is under suspicion." "If you professionals could stop behaving like her pals for just a few minutes you might be able to do your jobs." "I wanna know what she's working on." "Go." "Yes, sir." "Excuse me, Mr. Larner, but I think you're way out of line on this." "You want our surveillance report on Amanda?" "Here it is." "She went to three separate supermarkets, one drug store, one dry cleaners and her last suspicious act was to stop at a hobby shop." "And what did she buy there?" "What?" "Uh--Some resistors, capacitors, and several small circuit boards." "Oh." "Things that could be made into a nice little transmitter and receiver." "Mm-hm." "I can bring it right back to you, Amanda." "But I just need five more minutes to finish it." "I really don't think Mr. Larner cares if it's fully completed." "Well, I just hate for him to see it before it's done, but" "It's all right." "I'm sure he's not judging you on this." "Thank you, Margaret." "You've got little shreds of circumstantial evidence and you wanna throw Amanda into irons?" "Well, let me toss out one more little shred of circumstantial evidence." "Our Romanian defector ends up in the morgue and 24 hours later, this happens." "What is it, Lee?" "It's a bank deposit confirmation slip to Amanda's savings account." "$50,000." "Dated today." "All right, now, I want Amanda King out of this agency now." "We are going to bring Mr. Durak safely in here and then we're gonna deal with her." "Margaret, you come with me." "I know he's being difficult, but it's just that his stomach is giving him so much trouble." "Who wants to tell her?" "I will." "Amanda, you can go now." "Oh, no, that's all right." "Think I'll just stay around and wait for your expense account papers and finish them." "No, I think you should leave now." "No?" "Oh, all right." "Okay." "Listen, what are you doing tonight?" "Tonight?" "I'm not doing anything." "Why, do you need me?" "No, just stay home, okay?" "Sure." "Is anything wrong?" "Not here, not now." "Oh, well, okay." "Okay." "Goodbye." "Bye." "Position one, come in." "Position one, come in." "Position one, over." "Curtain's down in two minutes." "Stay alert." "Position two?" "Here." "All set." "Is Weaver all right?" "He's ready." "I have visual contact." "Good job, Teddy." "Package has been mailed." "Okay, just take it easy and let them think everything's under control." "Weaver should make good time on the side streets." "Francine, disengage and meet us back at home base." "Sit back and relax, Mr. Durak." "You're safe now." "Oh, come on, lady." "Not now." "Weaver and Durak never even had a chance, Mitch." "Sure you won't join me?" "Why not?" "It's a bad idea for you." "Your ulcer's gonna give you a hell for that." "Ah...." "Heh." "Oh." "Maybe you're right." "You know how long I've had this thing?" "To the month and day." "You sprouted it as soon as you got bumped upstairs." "Heh." "You're right." "Ah...." "Billy, Billy, how can this be happening in your unit?" "Your unit has always been the best." "I don't know." "I'm stumped on this one." "We know it's a high-security leak, but I can't hang a name on it." "You know, you're not gonna believe this but for a while, just a little while right after the first incident, I thought it was you." "I can believe that." "You were my top candidate for about, maybe, half hour." "Trouble is we know each other too well." "Yeah." "Kuragin, he's due in when?" "Sometime in the next 24 to 48 hours." "Oh, we cannot afford to lose this one." "I don't intend to lose it." "We'll find that leak." "Your money's still on Amanda King?" "Well, she's the only one with smudge marks on her." "You yourself admitted that she had a chance to see the Durak plan." "Come on, Billy." "You've been in this business too long to let friendship get in the way." "I'm not letting friendship get in the way." "Okay." "So maybe it is Amanda." "I don't know anymore." "Right." "Now, this is how we're gonna play this." "You want me to do what?" "I want you to search Amanda King's home." "Fine-comb it from cellar to attic." "Are you serious?" "Dead serious, Scarecrow." "Come on, Billy." "I'm an intelligence agent, not a cat burglar." "Mitch Larner thinks Amanda King has a communications unit set up in her home." "That's ridiculous." "They picked up a transmission in Virginia within a four-block radius." "Of Amanda's neighborhood?" "You got it." "First time that house is empty, I want you to get in and check it out." "All right." "I knew he was gonna love that." "Amanda, have you seen this?" "Mm-hm?" "What, Mother?" "This is the most bizarre shopping list I've ever seen." "Philip told me that before he went to school this morning." "He gets extra points on his geography project if we have an authentic Czechoslovakian dinner." "Did he tell you what an authentic Czechoslovakian dinner consists of?" "He did not." "He didn't." "Well, let me read it to you." "For starters, we have a choice of tlacenka or liptovsky syr." "Then, as a main course, there's kapr no cerno or if you prefer, pecena husa se zelim." "Ah!" "Oh." "What's for dessert?" "Very good if properly prepared." "How can I properly prepare it when I can't even pronounce it, let alone identify it?" "Amanda, I am not going to cook, nor will I eat, anything that I cannot identify." "Where's your sense of adventure?" "No sense of adventure..." "...when it comes to my stomach." "Your stomach." "Go to the market?" "Oh, I just can't wait." "I don't believe this." "He is an attorney and he practices in D.C." "That's what I hear." "I mean, you never can tell." "Something could always happen or not." "I mean, you know me." "Sometimes I care and sometimes I don't." "And sometimes it's, you know, one way or the other and that's all." "Oh." "We spend most of our time at the market." "I mean, I'm glad the kids have appetites." "You never had one when you were a child." "They're boys." "Did you bring any money?" "No, I didn't bring my bag." "I only brought this crazy shopping list." "Oh, Mother, I left my checkbook at home." "Okay, look, you go in and start the shopping." "And I'll run home and get my checkbook, okay?" "Hurry." "I will, I'll be right back." "All right." "Mother, shop a little slowly." "Go, go." "Okay, okay." "Oh!" "Oh!" "Don't!" "Don't, it's me." "It's me." "It's me." "Oh, Lee." "You okay?" "Hello." "I'm sorry." "It's all right." "I heard the door and I thought it was your mother." "Yes, I know." "Well, it didn't scare me at all." "What are you doing here?" "Czechoslovakia?" "Oh, yes, do you like that?" "That's Philip's project." "Czechoslovakia." "It's Czechoslovakia." "It's Prague." "It's very good, isn't it?" "That's why you went to the Czech Embassy?" "Oh, yes, and they were very, very helpful and very nice." "lt was for a school project." "Sure, it's Philip's school project." "Czechoslovakia." "I'll bet all the electronic parts that you bought were for something just as innocent." "What?" "I'm trying to build a radio transmitter, but I can't do it." "Radio transmitter." "Yeah." "Well, it's for Jamie's science project." "And I just don't think it's gonna be as good as Philip's geography project." "Ha-ha-ha." "I mean, it's really...." "I told them it was something like that." "I do the best I can." "Amanda, you're in trouble." "I'm what?" "You're in trouble at the agency." "That's why I was searching your house." "Searching my house?" "Yeah." "What for?" "Why were you searching my house?" "Amanda, sit down, please." "All right." "Now, where were you between November of '82 and mid-January of '83?" "Are you Perry Mason?" "Am I supposed to crack under the pressure or something?" "Amanda, please." "Where were you?" "I was here." "You were here." "I was here." "Right here." "You were here." "I was right here." "All right." "All right." "What about the $1 0,000 deposit in your bank account  in February of '83?" "Remember where you got that money?" "I remember where I got that money." "Yeah, where?" "There was an electrical fire in the kitchen." "You know that." "The insurance company paid me $10,000." "Now, look, you said I was in trouble." "Just one more thing." "Yes." "What were you and that polo player doing at the Chez Tayir?" "And where the hell did you meet him?" "lf you're talking about Bryce Topping" "Yes, Bryce Topping." "Lee, Bryce has a little boy in Jamie's class." "I met him at the PTA." "He asked me to go to the movies." "I said yes." "When we came out, a guy handed me a flyer advertising Chez Tayir." "Bryce had been before." "He said, 'Have a cup of coffee?" "'" "Flyers." "Yes, flyers, flyers." "You know, flyers." "Flyers, that's it." "They hand them out, hoping you'll bite." "If you do, you show up at the murder scene and that is more ammunition against you." "Man, they are smart." "Who are they?" "The people that are trying to set you up." "There's been a major security breach at the agency." "Oh, Lee." "Oh, you don't think that it was me." "No, I never thought that." "Then why did you break in my house and why were you searching it?" "I never believed it for a moment, Amanda." "I was ordered to search your house." "Oh." "By Mr. Melrose?" "Oh." "Yes." "But he was ordered too." "Look, let's not get bogged down in hurt feelings." "It's all right." "My feelings are not hurt." "The breach is real." "The setup is real." "Okay." "Now, what we have to do is find the people who want you to take the fall." "Lee, why would anybody wanna set me up?" "I don't know, but whoever they are that's our double agent." "What was the mood among them?" "What do you think?" "You wouldn't believe the strategy meetings." "They've devised a new one." "They want it believed that Melrose and his people have been taken off Spiderweb  but they're still the primary team." "And the King woman?" "Their only candidate for double agent." "The coded radio transmission from her neighborhood was a great help in solidifying suspicion against her." "But even that and the adjustments I've made in her records won't hold up under a deep probe." "She could disappear." "It would seem as if she were trying to avoid capture." "She could disappear." "Or commit suicide." "I don't much care." "The point is, as soon as we eliminate Kuragin, we eliminate Amanda King." "Do you think they'll believe me?" "I believe you." "Thank you so much, sir." "Francine?" "I understand the visit to the Czech Embassy," "Electronics equipment was for the boys." "Right." "I even believe the insurance claim and when she showed up at the restaurant where Folescu was killed." "Thank you so much, Francine." "We do, however, have a couple of biggies hanging out there without an explanation." "Yes." "What about that $50,000 deposit?" "$50,000 deposit, sir?" "It's the classic setup move." "Excuse me, but I have to ask you a question." "Are you telling me that there was $50,000 deposited in my bank account?" "All you need is the cash, computer clearance and two or three uninterrupted moments at the console." "True." "Give me a minute, I could book you on a flight to Moscow." "That's my guess." "Someone is dirtying up Amanda's records." "But why would anybody wanna try to dirty up my records?" "Because you're perfect, Amanda." "The textbook tells us, in situations like this, it's always someone obscure." "Someone obscure." "Yes, Amanda." "And that's you." "Dealing with unimportant information." "Always there, but not really doing very much." "Pleasant, unassuming, easy to overlook." "Loyal, faithful." "Like your dog if you had one." "She didn't mean it that way." "Don't worry." "What I meant was that she's one of those little people that one hardly ever notices." "You know, like waiters or servants." "If you're through making her into a piece of office furniture may we please get back to the business at hand?" "Or a secretary." "Yeah, Billy's right." "General Kuragin's ready to come in." "I say we go with the plan, better or worse." "Executive assistant to the director." "Amanda, what are you saying?" "Margaret Brock is your double agent." "Heh." "If possible, that's more absurd than suspecting you." "Excuse me, Francine, but think about it." "Think about access." "Now, what does a secretary do?" "Do you think Mr. Larner types and files and transmits all those secret documents by himself?" "Oh, no." "Oh, no." "Margaret does it for him, doesn't she?" "Well, Larner's private office is the only other place other than our unit, that's even aware of Spiderweb." "So it's possible, isn't it?" "Yes." "Yes, it is possible." "So now what?" "Now we do the same thing that's been done to Amanda." "We arrange a setup." "Well, if you really want to." "Let's go." "We do it." "There you are." "I'd almost given up on you, you were in there so long." "Spiderweb, Margaret." "I understand, sir." "There's a stack of phone calls for you." "I'll get them later." "Type this right away for me, will you, please?" "Eyes only." "It's for the Kuragin file." "His route in." "Now, are you sure you wanna meet the general alone?" "No backup, just the two of you?" "I think it's the best way." "Oh, Margaret, you better be prepared to work late tonight." "Going to be a lot of mopping up to do after we get the general safely in." "Of course, sir." "You sure you feel comfortable using Mrs. King on this?" "She'll do fine." "If what you've told me is true, it's asking a lot of her." "It was her idea." "By using her, there is no further exposure of our plans." "Well, be careful today." "Yeah." "We'll keep our heads down." "Come on." "Okay." "Mr. Larner, he just arrived." "Billy's starting the meet." "Larner, the area is very calm." "I have only one person." "It's a gardener." "Only vehicle on the roadway is the gardener's van." "They're moving to Billy's car." "Aha." "Gardener's our busboy from the restaurant." "It's the van, Billy." "Get ready to hit it." "Come on." "That's it." "That's it." "Billy's got the other two." "Yeah." "I hope Amanda was successful." "Come on, get up." "Excuse me." "General?" "My name is Amanda King." "I think they probably informed you that I was supposed to meet you here and take you to the agency." "Oh, it's all right." "Don't be nervous." "My car is just down the street." "Hello, Margaret." "Would you tell Mr. Larner we're here, please?" "Of course." "Mr. Stetson is here with Mrs. King." "Scarecrow, everything all right?" "As planned." "General Kuragin is downstairs, sir." "Deveraux and Peterman have begun debriefing." "Well, then that leaves only one more thing to take care of." "Margaret Brock, I hereby place you under arrest for espionage." "Mr. Larner, l" "I really don't understand what" "Scarecrow." "It's over, Margaret." "It's not over." "It's just over for me." "Excuse me, Margaret, but I really must ask you one question." "How could you--?" "Do me a favor, Mrs. King." "Spare me the 'How could you, Margaret?" "' speech." "I did it for a cause I believe in." "Get her out of my sight." "Come on." "I'm really very sorry, sir." "So am I, Amanda." "So am I." "Now, the day after Christmas in 1978, oh, I remember that very well." "Jamie fell off the little wooden rocking horse that his father gave him for Christmas..." "...and he chipped his little front tooth." "Uh-huh." "Now, when his real tooth grew in, he never even had to wear braces." "No braces." "No." "Wait." "Ho." "Teeth." "Teeth are very important." "You're tired?" "Yes." "Would you like coffee?" "I would." "I'll pour one for you." "Good." "Come on." "Did we get any--?" "Did you get any good information from the general?" "Even more than expected." "Oh, hello, sir." "Would you like a coffee?" "Not for me." "Thank you, Amanda." "Yeah." "What about Margaret Brock?" "Her trial is set for next month." "She and her friends are assured of life in prison." "Hmm." "Well, sir, Lee was just helping me to reconstruct my file." "Yeah, it's slow going, but we're almost finished." "Then we can close the book on Spiderweb." "Amen." "Well, there is just one more tiny little thing." "Really?" "What's that?" "Well, sir, you know the $50,000 that was deposited into my bank account?" "Mm." "That was American money, was it?" "Um" "Well, it was in dollars, yes." "It's a part of a general operating fund that the Russians set up for Margaret." "Oh, so that was actually Russian money." "They just made it into American dollars.." "... before they deposited it into my bank account." "Heh." "If that money belonged to our government, well, gee, you know, I'd give it right back." "Scarecrow?" "I mean, you know we certainly wouldn't wanna give the Russians all that money, would we?" "Well, it's evidence." "lt must be evidence." "Right." "Carry on." "Oh, yes, sir." "Thank you very much, sir." "Amanda." "Yes?" "Could you finish typing in the file update for me?" "Sure." "Where are you going?" "I have to make a quick call to Legal." "Oh." "Gotcha."