"Your identification papers." "Yes, uh, we're Americans." "I'm Professor Edwards," "Lennox University Archeological institute." "Your occupation, Miss..." "Ward?" "I'm a student in archeology at the university." "She's working with me on the excavations at Agafa." "Thank you." "The excavations going well at Agafa?" "Particularly well since the Americans have taken an interest in the work." "You're Alex Khora." "I've got news of Dr. Makani and Professor Costa." "You got them out of the country?" "Yes." "They'll soon be working in a laboratory in England." "You've accomplished a lot in two weeks." "I'm sorry that your father refused to go with Makani and Costa." "His fight was here." "He was a great man." "His death was a tragedy." "Not death." "Murder." "And the government'll pay for it." "We're here for one thing, Alex-- your father's notebook." "Do you have it?" "Yes." "With you?" "Don't turn around." "Are any of your people up on the hill?" "No." "There's somebody up there." "You and your group better get out of here." "Take the notebook." "Just turn around and don't look up." "What about you?" "We'll take our chances in the jeep." "There's someone in there!" "Move them out." "Come!" "Lock them up." "Klos..." "Don't be frightened." "Alex'll..." "Alex." "Irina, Klos and your friend were captured." "l know." "You're hurt." "No, that's nothing." "There's a bullet in your arm." "Oh, forget about that." "What about the notebook." "Where is it?" "Well?" "Colonel Bakram has it." "What?" "!" "Irina is the notebook-- she has it memorized." "Take your filthy hands off me!" "Let me go!" "Take him upstairs!" "Leave him alone!" "Pigs!" "Swine!" "Shh..." "You're pigs!" "Dirty, rotten, murdering..." "It's okay." "Wait outside." "Why didn't you move in sooner?" "I was waiting for the notebook to actually change hands." "I assume that young Khora had it with him." "Well, that's what he told the American, but, uh," "Alex himself wasn't carrying it, I'm sure of that." "Then one of the others must be carrying it for him." "Who?" "He wouldn't have trusted it with anyone except Irina." "Why her?" "He's, uh... he's in love with her." "We searched her." "She didn't have the notebook on her." "She must have hidden it." "Where?" "I don't know." "But I'm certain she knows where it is." "Then I'm certain that they'll try to rescue her." "We'll be ready for them." "You'd only be committing suicide, Alex." "Colonel Bakram has enough men and guns to cut you and your people down before you got within 50 yards of his headquarters." "Well, what do you want to do, let Irina, Klos and your friend rot down there?" "No." "But there is another way to get them out." "How?" "It'll take some time." "Time!" "You sound like Father Sebastian." "Who?" "The priest in Kefero." "Everything always takes time." "Wait, think, don't act, don't move, that's wrong, that's dangerous, someone might get hurt." "Well, in this case that someone could be Irina, you know." "Suppose you could possibly shoot your way into the compound." "Do you really think that you could get Klos and Irina and Dana out of there alive?" "On the other hand, I don't know if you can bring them out, either." "I'll give you until noon tomorrow." "If they aren't free by then, we do it our way." "All right." "I need to borrow your radio." "Who are you gonna call?" "Some friends of mine." "Meantime, I'd like to hear more about this Father Sebastian of yours." "Klos!" "This is it, Doug." "There they are." "I don't know why you keep asking these questions, Colonel." "I don't know or care about your politics." "I'm a s..." "I'm a student in archaeology." "Miss Ward... you are an enemy agent." "You are part of an elite organization which came here for Dr. Khora's notes on his experiments in bacteriological warfare." "Shall we begin again?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Take her back to the cell." "A call just came in from Air Defense Base at Makla." "Radar just picked up an unidentified plane." "Well?" "An interceptor was sent up to investigate." "The pilot didn't locate the plane, but he did see several men and supplies parachute into the hills about ten miles east of here." "Alert the entire garrison and double the mountain patrols." "Yes, sir." "Barney Collier, Dr. Doug Roberts." "Doctor?" "Yeah, among other things." "They helped get Costa and Makani out of the country." "Let's see that arm, Jim." "Yeah, it's nothing, Doug." "Take a look at it." "Is Paris on his way, Barney?" "He left the capital by car a couple of hours before we took off, Jim." "Good." "Now the plane may have been picked up on radar, so we got to move fast and get unpacked." "Nothing, huh?" "What are you trying to do to yourself?" "Hmm?" "Walking around with a .30 caliber slug in your arm like it was a mosquito bite." "Well, shoot it with something." "We'll cut it out when we get clear." "Now forget that." "It comes out now." "I've got a lot of work to do, Doug." "So have I." "Now sit down." "There is not time." "I said sit down." "Hurry it up, will you?" "Are you all right?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "You." "No, no, not again." "Take him out." "No, please!" "Leave me alone!" "Listen to me, I don't know where the notebook is, I swear!" "Why haven't they questioned me?" "Why just you and Klos?" "What are they doing?" "Thanks, Doug." "Alex, it's time we knew what this is all about." "I think you'd all better hear this." "Why don't you question Irina?" "She couldn't hold out like the American girl." "We can't be certain of that." "One thing I have learned though, from my experience, that women can't stand, to see another suffer." "What do you mean?" "I mean that Irina might not talk to save herself, but she would talk to save the American girl... and you from being tortured." "It's crazy." "It won't work." "Klos and Irina will be killed." "I made a pact, Haratch." "He can talk anybody into anything." "Forget it." "Do it our way." "At least there's a fighting chance." "Look, fighting Bakram and his men on their own ground may turn you on, but it doesn't do a thing for me." "Let's get to work." "Don't give me orders." "Who's in charge here, Alex?" "We'd better decide that right now." "I gave them until noon tomorrow, Haratch." "After that, we do it our way." "All right, let's get going." "Barney, you'd better start assembling it." "Paris should be in Kefero by now." "Right, Jim." "Just what brings a representative of the Ministry of Information to the provinces, Mr., uh, Eurengi?" "We've been ordered to assist the Army in bridging the gulf that now exists between itself and the people." "Oh." "Just how do you propose to do that?" "Well, essentially, Colonel, it's a... simple matter of public relations." "Creating a new image for commanders like yourself." "Such as?" "For one thing, the Ministry recommends the lifting of all restrictions on the church." "The church?" "I know, I know." "Most of the clergy has opposed the government, but it is coming around." "No." "Not in Kefero." "The priest here is..." "A young man named Sebastian." "I know, I know." "I saw a dossier on him before I left the capital." "He has the people of Kefero in the palm of his hands." "Ah, Mr. Eurengi, if, uh, the government wants the support of the people of Kefero," "I would suggest... to eliminate Father Sebastian." "No, Colonel." "No." "The answer is not to get rid of him, but to get around him." "Oh... please..." "Oh, please..." "Oh, please stop it." "Please." "Irina, no." "No... no..." "They'll kill Klos." "I've got to stop them." "Irina, listen to me" "They want the notebook." "I know where it is." "I can tell them." "Irina, Irina, you mustn't talk." "You know what will happen if the government gets that notebook." "Yes?" "Ah, forgive me, Father." "I..." "I tripped." "How clumsy of me." "I don't believe I know you, Mr...." "Eurengi, Father." "Anatole Eurengi." "I arrived from the capital just this evening." "I'm with the Ministry of Information." "The Ministry of Information?" "You seemed surprised, Father." "Well, I am." "Given the government's attitude towards the church, aren't you being a bit reckless?" "Well, the government's attitude towards the church is changing, Father." "I've seen no evidence of that." "One mustn't be impatient, Father." "Well, I think it is even more important that one not be deceived, Mr. Eurengi." "Good evening, Father." "They've stopped... or perhaps they've killed him." "Alex!" "Alex!" "Patrol coming." "Get this stuff out of here." "Don't move." "Drop your guns." "Turn around." "Clear." "Alex." "Take them down to the cellar and tie them up." "Get rid of their car." "Maybe you don't get the idea." "This isn't a game." "This is war." "Yes, and that would have been murder." "They've murdered enough of us." "I'd say kill them." "Alex, until noon, my way." "Father Sebastian!" "Father Sebastian!" "Father Sebastian, look!" "Hey, move this along." "You can't stop here." "I'm sorry, but we have a broken axle." "How about giving us a hand?" "Get the Colonel." "Who does this belong to?" "We don't know." "We were hired to deliver it to the cathedral at Peramov, but we broke an axle." "Fix it." "We can't." "We haven't got a spare." "I don't want it here." "Colonel?" "Hmm?" "Consider that, uh, good public relations." "Help them." "Colonel, they would have to unload it here." "Well, unload it... and, uh, hurry." "Yes, sir." "All right, unload it." "I'll have my men push your truck to the motor pool." "Will the statue be all right?" "Of course." "Do you think anyone wants that junk?" "Well, I see old Lukos has been foraging again." "The Archbishop of Peramov?" "Yes, he's a friend of mine." "An absolute fanatic about religious statuary." "I wonder who it is." "It seems somewhat reminiscent of one the archbishop already has." "One of Saint Stefan, I believe." "This isn't Saint Stefan." "Oh." "Are you sure?" "I'm certain, Mr. Eurengi." "Saint Stefan is the patron saint of Kefero." "The brothers of the order had a statue in their monastery before it was destroyed during the coup." "Ah, yes, most unfortunate." "Not Saint Stefan, hmm." "Well, then I'll have to ask old Lukos who it is when I see him." "Father." "Yes?" "Are you sure he isn't Saint Stefan?" "Of course it isn't Saint Stefan." "But what difference does it make?" "No one knows how Saint Stefan really looked, and no one cares, particularly those people out there." "Colonel... if you'll pardon the expression, this is the answer to a prayer." "You'll make a friend of every man, woman and child in Kefero if you announce that you've arranged for them to have the statue for their church." "All right, we'll keep it." "And the archbishop can forage for another one someplace else." "This should be about it." "We're here." "The cellblock is here." "It should be about six feet." "This is crazy." "You already said that." "I didn't say it, Haratch did, and he was right." "Let's go." "You refuse?" "Don't you think I know what you're up to?" "The government thought it could win the people to its side, but it couldn't." "A change of tactics is in order." "Not a change of heart, just tactics." "Father..." "Now it is going to curry favor by throwing them bones, by making meaningless gestures." "Meaningless?" "You call that meaningless?" "I call that pathetic." "Worse, I call it tragic." "Tragic that our people should be reduced to worshipping an anonymous piece of statuary." "That's what the government wants." "Graven images are safe." "I shall not be a part to this heartless, cynical fraud." "Father Sebastian..." "I will not have that statue in my church, Colonel." "Come on, come on, faster." "Move this junk out of here." "It has to be thoroughly secure or it'll break." "Oh." "Well, break it!" "But move it out of here now!" "I order you to accept it." "When you order me to accept peace, liberty, equality and justice, Colonel," "I'll obey you... but not until then." "Colonel." "They're moving the statue." "Well, what am I to do with the thing?" "You're to keep it for the moment in the square until we can find a proper place for it." "But the important thing is, don't let the priest beat you." "Move it!" "Put it down." "Put it down!" "Gather round, gather round." "I have an announcement to make." "Saint Stefan has come home." "50 minutes." "You won't make it." "Let's try." "Look, if you're counting on Haratch being late with the attack, forget it-- he's always on time." "Such devotion." "Aren't you moved, Colonel?" "Yes, yes, of course." "You know how deeply religious I am." "They're fools." "I know, I know." "But in order to rule them, we must understand their gullibilities and use it to our advantage." "Despite your aversion, Bakram, these are subtleties that you must master." "Perhaps." "Mr. Eurengi, let me teach you something about our local wine." "Tina's acting so funny, like there's something under there." "Reached the foundation." "Colonel..." "Saint Stefan-- the priest said something about a monastery." "Yes, the original Saint Stefan was in a monastery, about three miles out of town." "I have an idea." "Why not consolidate your advantage over the priest?" "Return the statue to its original site." "Irina." "What?" "They're coming back for me." "No." "Yes!" "Listen." "They're coming back." "I can hear them." "Klos..." "I can't take it anymore, Irina." "Don't... don't let them take me." "Please!" "Please!" "I just can't take it anymore!" "Klos..." "I won't let them take you again." "Irina!" "I have to." "Irina, listen to me." "I'll tell them about the notebook." "No!" "Leave her alone!" "Well, you certainly made a fast recovery." "Irina, call the guard." "I just can't take it anymore!" "Just one more question, Klos." "Why did you really fire those shots out on the road yesterday?" "I saw someone in the brush." "Or I thought I did." "Now, look, you don't think that..." "Irina..." "Irina, you... you really can't think that..." "Listen." "Guard!" "Bakram's man." "But the beating..." "They never touched him." "It must be Alex." "Get the truck." "Load the statue on it and take it up to the monastery." "Maria." "They're taking Saint Stefan to his home in the monastery, Father." "Won't you go with them and bless the statue?" "Please, Father Sebastian." "All right, Maria." "For you." "Take up your positions with the others." "Wait for my first shot." "It will be your signal." "Where's Klos?" "He's a traitor, Alex." "I don't believe it." "That's why we got caught." "Take her word for it, Alex." "We'll settle it later." "Let's go." "They made it." "Tell the others to disperse." "Doug." "Come gather around." "Closer." "Gather around." "Closer." "Closer." "Now let us pray." "We thank Thee, Heavenly Father, for this gift of hope You've given us this day." "We know not by whose hands You sent it, or for what purpose, for to do so would be to question Thy divine purpose." "And we thank Thy servants, whoever they are, and pray that they will never be caught in dangerous darkness by the swiftly approaching forces of evil." "Amen." "He's telling us to get out of here." "Now let us take a moment for silent prayer." "All right, move!" "Back away!" "Back away!" "Back away!" "Move back!" "Now, Father, let's see what tricks your precious saint has brought to Kefero." "Good-bye, Alex." "My father's notebook means a lot to me." "We'll take good care of it." "I'll be back." "I'll be back."