"This programme contains some strong language." "♪ She knows too well that she's the only one" "♪ She doesn't care if you're the lonely one. ♪" "Jochen." "Don't make yourself sick." "You'll have to walk home." "Mummy?" "Yes." "Is Sally your real mummy?" "Of course." "Why do you ask?" "It's just she's so strange." "Well, we're all strange when you come to think about it." "I'm strange, you're strange." "Oi, what are you doing?" "You stupid woman!" "(HE MAKES AEROPLANE NOISES)" "Be careful, Jochen." "Sally?" "We're here." "Sally!" "We're here!" "Mum...?" "Mum?" "Sally...?" "Ruth!" "My God, what's happened?" "What's with the wheelchair?" "I fell and hurt my back." "Doctor said not to overdo the walking." "Did anybody follow you?" "No." "What are you talking about?" "Follow us?" "Hello, darling." "Hello!" "How's the thesis going?" "Slowly but surely." "Wouldn't a job be better?" "I'll get a better job with a PhD." "A PhD on Anarchist Politics in Post-War Germany?" "A PhD is a PhD." "A PhD is a route to getting a job." "Who says I want a job?" "How's Jochen getting on?" "He's fine." "Likes his school." "I'm trying to say, in my clumsy way, isn't it not too much for you?" "Cambridge University thesis, teaching foreign students, on your own with a young boy?" "We're fine, Sal." "Don't worry." "We're happy." "Doesn't he miss his father?" "Karl-Heinz has a right to see him whenever he wants." "Well, as long as I agree." "So..." "Hadn't you better tell me?" "What?" "What's with this wheelchair lark?" "Things are going on..." "What things are going on?" "There are people in the woods." "Yes, ramblers." "People walking their dogs." "People out for a walk." "People who are watching me." "You need to see a doctor." "All right, all right." "I'm sorry." "But you must admit I have good cause." "I'll give you good cause." "What's this?" "Read it, you'll see." "Who the hell is Eva Delectorskaya?" "I am." "No." "No, you're not." "You're my mother." "You're Sally Gilmartin." "I am Eva Delectorskaya." "(DRUMMING AND SINGING INCREASING IN VOLUME)" "♪ Contre nous de la tyrannie," "♪ L'etendard sanglant est leve" "♪ Entendez-vous dans les campagnes... ♪" "Eva!" "Eva." "I'm sorry." "What can I say?" "Only 40 minutes late." "You're getting better, Kolia." "Father's medicine." "There was a queue." "Enormous." "Kilometres long." "Of course there was." "I've got to run." "I'll see you tomorrow." "I thought we were having lunch?" "Eva." "Eva, Eva, always nagging." "Where are you running off to?" "A meeting." "What kind of meeting?" "A meeting kind of meeting." "Don't worry, big sister." "Well, be careful!" "I'll be fine!" "Et nous disons aux etrangers qui decident de vivre chez nous." "Vous etes comme les Juifs et les Francmacons." "(CHORUS OF SHOUTING)" "Vive la France!" "Vive la France!" "Qu'est-ce que se passe!" "Hey!" "Je suis journaliste!" "Allons-y." "(FUNERAL MASS IS READ OUT)" "Really, darling, you didn't need to drive all this way..." "Stop right there!" "You, Eva, or whoever you are, have just described a young man being horribly kicked to death by a bunch of fascist thugs!" "This Kolia you say is my uncle." "Was my uncle." "He was!" "How do you think that makes me feel?" "Me!" "Ruth Gilmartin, as was!" "Your daughter!" "Reading something like that." "How do I know what to believe?" "Believe it." "It's the truth." "But why now, Sal, after all this time?" "I don't get it." "What's Dad's memorial service got to do with anything?" "Somebody saw that photo." "I knew they would." "It's the Cambridge News and Herald, Mum, for God's sake." "They see everything!" "Because then I noticed the people in the woods, the new cars in the village." "They'd found me." "Or thought they had." "Then I realised I had to do something." "I need your help." "I just don't believe it." "It's happening." "It's true." "Suddenly I'm half-Russian?" "Yes." "Yes, you are." "(SOBBING)" "Mademoiselle Delectorskaya?" "Monsieur!" "S'il vous plait?" "Pourquoi vous me suivez, monsieur?" "Forgive me, I didn't mean to frighten you." "I wondered if I might have a moment of your time." "How did you know my brother?" "My name's Lucas Romer." "I was a friend of Kolia's." "I saw you the day he died." "Yes." "Yes, I met with him." "You heard what happened?" "Robbed and killed." "Actually, I think he was murdered." "I think they took his wallet to make it look like a robbery but..." "I'm afraid he was killed by fascists." "What are you talking about?" "He was a piano teacher." "He was..." "Oh." "Of course." "Your English is excellent, by the way." "Hardly any accent." "Please." "We had an English governess in the old days." "In Russia, before we came to Paris." ""Lucas Romer." "Managing director." "AAS." What does that mean?" "Actuarial and Accountancy Services." "You're an accountant?" "Please." "Miss Delectorskaya," "I just wanted to express my condolences." "I've been looking for the right moment." "My deepest sympathy." "Well..." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "(PHONE RINGS)" "Hello?" "Ruth." "Hello, Mum." "How are you getting on?" "Where've you got to?" "I've stopped." "I don't think I can take much more." "Keep going, darling.." "You'll see exactly why I need you." "Mum?" "Mum!" "Papa?" "What are you doing?" "Hello, my dear." "Will you join us in a drink?" "Papa." "What is he doing...?" "I've been having a most interesting conversation with your father." "Mr Romer says I can be British citizen." "We can both be British citizen, Eva." "Papa!" "I go prepare our supper." "Huh?" "All right?" "This intrusion is completely..." "I'll explain." "I work for the British Government." "Please, leave, my father's not well!" "This kind of excitement is not..." "The security services." "Kolia was one of us." "He was infiltrating and reporting on fascist organizations in France." "Why are you telling me all of this?" "Perhaps we should go for a walk." "But I don't understand." "Why would Kolia join the British Secret Service?" "It's not like him." "Because there's a war coming." "Yes, a war with Germany." "This year, next year." "It's just a matter of time, but for some of us, it's already started." "Kolia was fighting in that war." "Think of him as a soldier." "Don't let him have died in vain." "This has nothing to do with me." "How can I believe you?" "You could tell me anything." "Why would I go to all this trouble just to lie to you?" "My brother is dead, that is all I know." "It's all I care about." "Perhaps you'll believe me now." "What is this?" "Some kind of joke?" "You're a British citizen." "Your name is Eve Dalton." "You work for us, you'll earn £500 a year and get your father into hospital." "The best treatment." "Don't let Kolia have died in vain." "You can do something to avenge his death." "Think of Kolia." "I do." "Every minute of the day." "Keep your secret war, Mr Romer." "If it killed my brother," "I want nothing to do with it." "Just think about it." "Think what we can do for your father." "Do you still have my card?" "What?" "I think so, yes." "Call me on that number." "That won't be necessary, Mr Romer." "I've made up my mind." "Good day." "Kolia asked me to ask you!" "Eva, he wanted you to join us!" "It was his dearest wish!" "Thank you." "Feeling calmer now?" "How can I feel calm?" "I can't get my head around it." "You're a British spy called Eva Delectorskaya." "That was my name." "Well, go on then." "Say something in Russian!" "(SHE SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN)" "Oh, my God." "What does that mean?" "I was saying my daughter is a headstrong young woman who sometimes makes mistakes." "Did Dad know anything?" "No." "He didn't." "We were very happy together." "That's all that mattered." "Don't look so perplexed, my love." "We all have secrets." "Everyone." "No-one knows even half the truth about anybody else." "Not even when we're very close." "You went off to Germany for two years, lived in a commune." "Had a baby and didn't tell me about it for months, did you?" "And then suddenly, "Oh, I met a man in Berlin called Karl-Heinz"," ""who happens to be my professor,"" ""and, oh, you have a grandson called Jochen."" "That's not the same." "I was in a different situation." "That's all I'm doing." "Telling you my secrets, that's all." "Excuse me?" "Yes, Miss." "Where exactly are we?" "Somewhere between Edinburgh and Inverness, Miss." "Miss Dalton?" "Welcome to Lyne Manor." "I'm Gerald Laird." "I'm the director here." "I was on the phone to Lucas Romer this morning." "I think he's very pleased you changed your mind." "What's going on here?" "A house party?" "No, no!" "What were you expecting?" "Barracks, a camp..." "A parade ground." "No, no!" "We have entirely different methods of training here." "We want you to be efficient and enjoy yourself." "What kind of training?" "It's not what you expect." "It's very precise." "Very particular." "We concentrate on very specific things... now we're at war." "We'll get you started in the morning." "You have one minute." "Just the very slightest emphasis." "It can convey so much." "Let's try it again." "You can't possibly be serious." "You can't possibly be serious." "Almost." "Just a squidgin more." "Once again." "You can't possibly be serious." "Arizona, Phoenix." "Arkansas, Little Rock." "California, Sacramento." "Colorado, Denver." "Connecticut, Hartford." "Delaware, Dover." "Florida, Tallahassee." "Georgia, Atlanta." "Hawaii, Honolulu," "Idaho, Boise." "Illinois, Springfield." "Indiana, Indianapolis." "Iowa, Des Moines..." "Ready." "There were no dustbins..." "Sorry, trashcans outside number 10." "The car in front of number seven had white-wall tyres." "..Andrew Johnson, Ulysses Grant, Rutherford Hayes..." "Stop." "Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union have agreed to a partition of Poland following their respective invasions of the country." "The city of Warsaw has surrendered to German forces as of yesterday evening, And the British Prime Minister, the Right Honourable Neville Chamberlain..." "All right?" "Count to 100, please, Miss." "You're the last." "Good luck!" "First one home, Miss Dalton!" "Always full of surprises." "Bravo, Miss Dalton." "Thank you." "(GUNSHOTS)" "Edward?" "Have you received your weapons training?" "Eva, you really shouldn't be asking me that, you know." "Of course." "Sorry." "Sergeant?" "Yes, Miss Dalton." "When am I due to have my firearms training?" "Let me see..." "Ah." "You're not to receive any firearms training, Miss Dalton." "Funny that." "Are you sure?" "Everyone else seems to be trained how to use a gun." "That's what it says down here, Miss." "Mr Romer says it's not necessary." "Oh..." "Paper!" "Get your paper!" "Paper, please." "Taxi!" "Come along, don't dawdle, ladies." "Come along." "We're going to Drumnadrochit." "Excuse me, can I get to Arthur's Seat from Princes Street?" "I was told it took about an hour." "Eva." "Congratulations." "The red scarf was a masterstroke." "Do you like oysters?" "How big was the team following you?" "Four?" "Six, actually." "Not many people can beat a six-man follow." "Not even sure I could..." "I'll take that as a compliment." "It is, except you forgot about the close follow." "The close follow?" "I was never more than three or four yards from you." "You expect a crow to be following you at a safe distance, but sometimes crows are on your heels." "Worth bearing in mind." "Still, bravo!" "I meant to ask, why did I not receive any weapons training?" "You won't need weapons in your line of work." "But what if I'm in mortal danger?" "Well, it's most unlikely, But if you find yourself in mortal danger, then use your intuition." "Use your animal instincts." "You always have your nails and your teeth." "There's two more identities." "What for?" "Lily Fitzroy and Margery Allerdice." "What are these for?" "I was getting quite used to being Eve Dalton." "Everyone who works for me is given three identities." "In the Actuarial and Accounting Services, Limited." "Exactly, think of it as a perk, a bonus." "Might need them some day, might be handy." "One other thing." "At some point soon, I'd like you to find yourself a safe house." "In London, or another big city." "Don't tell anyone." "Not even me." "I'll bear it in mind." "It's something I encourage all my operatives to do." "One of my tips." "Ah yes." "One of Romer's Rules." "Are there many?" "Lots." "But I'll tell you the most important." "Never trust anyone." "Ever." "Maybe the only rule you need." "Especially not me." "I'd never trust you." "You learn quickly, Miss Dalton." "Thank you, Mr Romer." "Eva Delectorskaya." "Who'd have thought?" "People are very... pleased with you." "Very." "You ever been to Belgium?" "Yes." "Yes, I went to Brussels once." "For a weekend." "Why?" "It's where you're going to be working." "Training's over, you see." "Stakes are raised, massively." "All change." "It's real now." "Merci." "(BEEPING OF TELEGRAPH MACHINE)" "Just Spain and Portugal for that one, Alfie." "Let's see what our Spanish news agencies make of this lot." "They do like our war news, the Spaniards." "I think Sylvia's got something for me as well." "Our very own Queen of lies." "Morning, Eve." "Make way, make way, cripple approaching!" "Morning, Angus." "Is Romer in?" "His Imperial Majesty has gone to London, so I'm informed." "Morgen, liebchen." "Svenska Posten." "They picked up your drowned sailors' story." ""Islandsk fiskebat gick pa en mina utanfoer Narvik. 40 omkomna."" "The Swedish nation stirs..." "Gold star for Eve." "Good God, that was fast." "I can never get used to it." "That went out as item number ten on a news bulletin on a local French radio station, what, three days ago?" "And now this..." "It's what we trade in, isn't it?" "Lovely stories, so compelling." "Dream it up." "Dress it up." "Send it out into the big wide world to stand on its own two feet." "Might drop this in to Alfie." "News just broken." "Three new bridges to be built across the River Yser." "Now that is smart." "That's where you're one jump ahead of me." "Is it really happening?" "Maybe, who knows?" "But three lovely new bridges, why not?" "You know, make the Wehrmacht staff officers start altering their maps." "You are devious, Sylvia." "Yes, I confess," "I'm a very devious woman, I must say." "Morning, sweetheart." "Looking lovely today." "You got Sylvia's press release?" "Here we are." "Morning, Eve." "Angus tells me Romer's in London." "I think he was summoned away." "Fancy a spot of lunch?" "No." "You are doing well." "Romer will be very pleased." "Why is Romer in London?" ""Ours not to reason why..."" "Probably talking to Mr X." "Who is Mr X?" "Mr X is our esteemed boss's boss." "A kind of Cardinal Richelieu figure who allows Lucas Romer to do more or less as he pleases." "Have you known Romer long?" "Well..." "A good few years, now." "Always in AAS?" "Sorry." "Curiosity killed the cat." "Shall we be very naughty and have a brandy?" "Yes, let's!" "Ah, there you are, naughty girl." "We were wondering what had happened to you." "Oh." "My God, bit of a shock." "You're late." "Did you buy something to drink?" "I'm gasping." "Ah, yes, wine, wine, wine." "Perfect." "I'll open that." "I did some shopping on the way back." "Thought I was off duty." "You're never off duty." "Yes, sir." "Pack an overnight bag." "You and I are going on a little trip." "Oh, are we going to London?" "Sorry." "A little town in Holland, actually." "Holland." "Little town, right." "Sorry." "Must have nodded off." "Sweet dreams?" "No, not really." "Actually, I was dreaming about Kolia..." "Do you want me to take over?" "We're nearly there." "Prenslo?" "That's where we're going." "What's important about Prenslo?" "It's on the border with Germany." "We're perfectly safe." "Holland is neutral, remember?" "I had heard." "Just like the good old US of A." "Why do you say that?" "It's true, isn't it?" "I had to do all that American stuff at Lyne." "I couldn't understand why." "You've never been to America, have you?" "No." "Are we going to go into Germany?" "No, but a German is coming to us." "A Wehrmacht general is defecting." "I have a feeling this meeting is a direct result of our stories from the Agency." "Score one for the AAS." "You'd think so, but we're not going to get the credit." "Our Head of Station from Holland, a very pompous fellow called Fowler, has decided he wants to meet this general." "Coming in to Prenslo personally to bring him in." "Claim it's all his doing, I feel it in my bones." "I know these people." "Dead wood." "No, I just want to get the true story." "Let him know we're on the case also." "A defecting German officer." "Very exciting isn't it?" "On the contrary, it's just routine." "We're not here to participate, just watch." "(KNOCKING AT DOOR)" "Come in." "Come and have a look." "How's your room - all right?" "Fine." "Yes." "The meeting is in that cafe." "So there will be two British SIS officers there," "Fowler and his number two, and a Dutch agent." "A staff car will come through from the German side some point between one and three o'clock this afternoon." "What do I do?" "Go down there, have a long lunch and wait for our German defector." "Watch, note." "You're my eyes and ears." "I want you to make yourself known to the Dutch agent before the German comes across." "Make sure Fowler and his man doesn't see you." "You know the passwords?" "Yes, yes." ""Have you fire?" "French Cigarettes." "The Hague." Just stay alert." "I need to know absolutely everything that happens." "Every tiny little thing." "No matter how insignificant." "Right?" "It was what I was trained for." "Let's see if it worked." "I'll be up here, watching." "(TOILET FLUSHES)" "Ein koffie, alstublieft." "Do you speak English?" "Yes." "Have you any fire?" "Thank you." "Do you know where I can buy any French cigarettes?" "You could try Amsterdam." "Of course, thank you so much." "(SHOUTING AND GLASS SMASHING)" "(HE SHOUTS IN GERMAN)" "(WINDOW SHATTERS)" "(GUNSHOTS)" "(GUNSHOTS)" "'I need to know every tiny little thing." "No matter how insignificant.'" "'Do you speak English?" "'Every tiny little thing." "No matter how insignificant." "'You're my eyes and ears.'" "You could try Amsterdam." "Lucas?" "It's me." "Lucas?" "Romer?" "Hello, yes, I'm looking for Mr Romer." "He checked in this morning." "He's gone?" "Where...?" "I see." "When did he leave?" "30 minutes ago." "Thank you." "No, no, no, that's all." "(GLASS SHATTERS)" "Hello, yes, I need a number in Belgium, please." "Ostend. 4721." "Hello?" "Agence Nadal?" "I have a story about a windmill." "(PHONE RINGS)" "The windmill is black." "Eve?" "Are you all right?" "Yes, I'm fine." "We thought you might have been taken." "Or even..." "No, no." "I'm fine." "Number one is gone." "We've heard nothing from number one." "He reported the incident, then nothing." "There's no trace of him." "I'm here alone in the hotel." "That's normal procedure." "He would have aborted immediately." "Yes, yes, yes, of course." "Make your way back here as soon as you can." "Take a bus." "Yes." "All right." "All right." "Tag!" "Tag!" "Careful!" "Hiya." "See you later." "Bye, Jochen." "Bye!" "Come on, boys." "Yes." "It arrived on Monday." "The Franchi PA7 with five-cartridge magazine." "They do make nice-looking guns, the Italians." "I want 4BB lead shot, not steel." "Yes, fine." "There you are." "Thank you." "Special licence?" "Yes." "ID." "This is your primary address, is, it Mrs Gilmartin?" "Rose Cottage, Middleashton?" "Yes." "This will fell a bull elephant." "Yes." "My cottage backs on to this wood, you see." "The foxes keep coming for my hens." "Ah, foxes, right." "It will be £275 and 50 pence." "Yes, I know, thank you." "What the fuck is going on, Mum?" "Oh, hello, darling." "I'm buying a shotgun." "Good hunting, Mrs Gilmartin." "Thank you so much." "Bag." "Goodbye." "Bye." "I think we need to have a proper talk." "(SHE COCKS THE SHOTGUN) Jesus!" "Do you mind?" "This is madness, you know." "I feel safer now." "Makes all the difference." "I can sleep." "When you call in future, I want you to ring three times, then hang up, then call back, then I'll know it's you." "We must be careful what we say to each other." "Are you saying the phone is tapped?" "It's entirely possible." "And when you drive here," "I want you to take a little diversion each time, make sure no-one's following you." "What's this all about, Mum?" "The war's been over for 30 years, for God's sake." "Why're you carrying on with all this cloak and dagger stuff?" "Someone is going to try and kill me very soon." "Oh, come on." "Don't be ridiculous." "I need you!" "I need you to do something for me." "What?" "Well, you see, there's only one person who can help me." "After all this time." "Only one." "Who?" "Lucas Romer." "Is he still alive?" "How would I know how to find him?" "You could ask your supervisor." "You said he knows everyone." "Bobby von Arnim?" "Well, he's pretty well connected, I suppose." "Particularly if there's some sort of World War II involvement." "Why Lucas Romer?" "He's the only one I can trust." "He's the only one that can help." "Splash of water?" "Yes, please." "Gallons of water." "Well, I suppose it was too much to hope for a new chapter of your fascinating thesis, but it's a delight to see you, Ruth Gilmartin, for whatever reason." "Beggars can't be choosers." "My day is made." "My week is made." "Prost." "Cheers." "So, any luck with the elusive Lucas Romer?" "Well, I've found somebody who..." "Who might fit the bill." "He's very discreet, this Romer fellow of yours." "Who's Who, Debrett's..." "Nothing at all." "However, there's a certain Baron Mansfield of Hampton Cleeve, a crossbencher in the House of Lords who might be him." "War years a total blank." "But he does admit to a Croix de Guerre from Belgium." "Must be a clue." "How would I get to see him?" "You want to meet him?" "Why?" "I've some questions for him." "You want to be a little careful, my dear." "Really?" "Why?" "Because I suspect your Lord Romer was a spy." "A spy?" "Nonsense." "The various noticeable gaps in the information always give it away." "Then the obscure foreign decoration, no home address given." "Why do you want to know about Lucas Romer?" "Just, you know, helping an old friend trying to track him down." "Used to work with him in some organization called AAS Ltd." "AAS?" "How do you know about that?" "Nobody knows about AAS." "This friend mentioned it." "Can I meet this friend of yours?" "I'd be most interested to ask a few questions." "I doubt it." "I don't think she..." "She?" "Even more interesting." "Look, you were going to tell me how to meet this Romer." "Well, with these people, the only thing to do is flatter them." "Say you're writing a piece for The Times." "No, The Telegraph." "That usually flushes them out." "Look, I'd better go." "Do be careful, my dear Ruth." "These people are..." "Let's say, you'll never know what you uncover once you lift the lid." "Good morning." "Good morning." "Everything all right?" "Well, wasn't in the sunniest of moods." "Something's up, but he wasn't saying." "What exactly did you say to him?" "I said, "Do you know where I can buy some French cigarettes?" "'"" "Exactly those words?" "I think so." "Thinking's not good enough, Eva." "You need to be absolutely precise." "We lost two British agents in Prenslo." "Sorry." "That's what I said." "What did he say?" "He said, "You could try Amsterdam,"" "but he should have said, "The Hague"." "Why are we going through all of this again?" "I made it clear in my report." "How many times do I have to..." "C wants to talk to you about Prenslo." "C?" "My God." "Why me?" "It's your evidence that's vital." "Very important you get it right, Eva." "The future of AAS is on the line." "Everything we've created here, everything we've been trying to do with our elegant and misleading stories." "When does he want to see me?" "In about one hour." "Why are we meeting in a hotel?" "They love meeting in hotels." "90% of intelligence meetings take place in hotels." "Just tell them everything you told me." "Be completely honest." "The truth, the whole truth and nothing but." "Well, there's rather a lot at stake." "A big new operation for us." "I have a feeling how you come across this morning will..." "Well, it'll have a bearing on it all." "Right." "Under no pressure at all, then." "Take a seat." "They'll call you when they're ready." "Good luck." "Where are you going?" "I'm off to the pub to have a drink." "I'll come and get you when you're finished." "Break a leg." "Thanks." "(DOOR OPENS)" "Miss Dalton." "..we need to concentrate on." "I do suggest that you ask these..." "Miss Dalton, thank you for your patience." "The double password." "Who gave you the details?" "Mr Romer." "You're certain you heard it correctly?" "Yes." "Why a double password?" "We routinely use double passwords." "We?" "The team." "Those of us who that work under Mr Romer." "How would you describe Lt Joseph's response to your second question," ""Do you know where I can buy French cigarettes?"" "I don't understand." "Was his voice flat?" "Nervous?" "Casual?" "Knowing?" "Professional?" "Yes, I see." "No, I would say, absolutely, that he thought he was giving me the correct answer to the second password." "Excuse me." "What were you yourself doing in Cafe Backus that day?" "It was Mr Romer's idea." "I was there to observe what happened and to make myself known to the Dutch agent." "It was entirely Mr Romer's idea." "Yes." "I was simply to observe." "Thank you very much, Miss Dalton." "You may go." "Please - wait outside." "(DOOR CLOSES)" "Well done." "Excellent." "What did I do?" "Take the rest of the day off." "You deserve it." "Right." "Thanks." "No, let's have supper." "Soho." "Frith Street." "There's an Italian restaurant called Luigi's." "I'll see you there at 8." "I'm afraid I'm can't..." "Nonsense." "We're celebrating." "See you at 8." "I'd better get back." "Yes, I keep getting post for lodgers who moved out months ago." "No forwarding addresses." "What can I do?" "That's the war for you." "This is the rent for the next six months." "I won't expect you'll see much of me but I just like to keep my London base safe and sound." "If only all my ladies were like you, Miss Fitzroy." "I'd have no complaints." "I only come here for the Chianti." "Best Chianti in London." "Aren't we at war with Italy?" "We mustn't let the war interfere with our pleasures." "There seems to be an endless supply of the stuff, I must say." "Here's to head office." "They'll be paying the bill." "No, here's to you, Eva." "You did very well today." "Bravo - "brava", rather." "You saved our bacon." "Thank you." "Was the full board of directors there today?" "Almost." "Was "X" there?" "He was, as a matter of fact." "Which one was he?" "You look very..." "Very smart." "How did I save your bacon?" "The board of directors are convinced that the problem at Prenslo arose at the Dutch end of the operation, not the British." "We were let down by the Dutch - a rotten apple at The Hague." "What do the Dutch say?" "Oh, they're very angry." "They blame us." "Their executive was forcibly retired, after all." "Of course." "Everything you said confirmed their suspicions that the Dutch were to blame." "Well, I'm glad I could be of some use." "You look very beautiful tonight, Eva." "Has anyone ever told you that?" "Yes." "Now and then." "Taxi!" "Taxi!" "At least they're out and about." "We'll get one." "I'm in no hurry." "Whereabouts do you live?" "Hampstead?" "Er, Bayswater." "I suppose we can always get the Tube." "What do you think?" "I told you, I'm in no hurry." "A taxi will come." "Yeah, I'm sure." "A tin of pilchards!" "And a bottle of whisky." "You do live very frugally." "Well, I'm not here very often." "Here you are." "We shouldn't have done that." "I'm not complaining1 It was lovely." "But I'm breaking all my rules!" "Ah, yes, Romer's rules!" "It's not the end of the world." "Eva Delectorskaya - who would have thought?" "You never told me why we were celebrating." "I didn't, did I?" "Promise to keep a secret." "Promise." "Well, we are all going on a little trip abroad." "Somewhere interesting?" "Yes." "Thanks to you, Eva Delectorskaya, we're going to the United States of America." "Ah!" "(SHE SQUEALS DELIGHTEDLY)" "Do you think your Bobby von Arnim is right?" "I did some more research." "The dates fit." "Everything sort of vaguely fits." "So I've written to him care of the House of Lords." "Said I'm a journalist working for the Telegraph." "Asking for an interview." "About what?" "I said secret intelligence service operations," "World War Two, that sort of thing." "Good." "That's very good." "He'll be intrigued." "Who are these people trying to kill you, Mum?" "Romer will know." "He'll have all the answers." "When you go to meet him, I want you to dress differently." "What do you mean?" "Be smart, efficient, attractive." "Thanks, Mum(!" ")" "I'll give you a list of questions to ask him." "Nothing too close to the bone." "Just to get his interest piqued." "Should I mention you?" "No." "Absolutely not." "Leave that to me." "Once the contact has been made, I'll follow up." "I found this." "In a magazine." "It was taken about five years ago at his son's wedding." "There are no other published photos of him as far as I can tell." "This is what he looks like, now." "Do you want to see it?" "Yes." "What if it's not him?" "We'll keep looking." "Now you believe me." "I think I always believed you." "Well, maybe not at first..." "But you won me over." "Were you ever scared?" "At first it was more interesting than frightening." "It only got frightening later on." "Once we went to America." "See you Monday." "What's your weekend?" "One of my radio stations." "Upstate." "Very boring." "Best of luck." "(SHOWER STARTS)" "Good morning." "Some of us have a job to do." "Come back to bed." "They think I'm in Canada." "I'm sure they're suspicious as hell." "No, I'm very careful." "Very." "(SHE GIGGLES)" "What time's your meet?" "8:30." "All right." "See you in Manhattan." "(SHOWER STARTS)" "RADIO: 'Charles A Lindbergh, the famous aviator, 'speaking at an America First rally in Chicago today 'said that American democracy can only be preserved 'by keeping out of the present war in Europe." "'Any attempt to involve America in war abroad 'should be fiercely resisted." "'Mr Lindbergh declared that it was incumbent on the US Government 'and the president to build national defence at home 'and that those calling for intervention in Europe 'were only going to weaken our great country." "'Mr Lindbergh added that the pro-war interventionist movement 'was in fact anti-patriotic...'" "Coffee." "Thanks." "Hello, you." "Good trip?" "Think so, the fish are biting." "Excellent news." "Morning, ladies." "Race you to the coffee machine." "Coffee is a poison." "Did you hear about the raids?" "No." "I was kind of out of touch." "800 bombs." "All on London?" "Yes, docks in the East End." "Romer's right." "America's got to join this war or we'll have no London to go home to." "Has anyone seen him recently?" "Romer?" "No." "Not in a while." "I hear he was in Canada." "Yes, yes, I heard that." "Ah, Canada!" "Let's hope your story lands, Miss Dalton." "Fingers crossed, everyone." "RADIO: 'WNLR News-flash." "'Nazi sailors at the French port of La Rochelle today welcomed 'the return of U-Boat U-549 that torpedoed the US destroyer Kearny, 'south of Iceland last Wednesday." "'11 sailors died in the attack." "'On the conning tower of the Nazi boat were 11 American flags." "'Those are our boys, Herr Hitler." "We won't forget.'" "Excellent." "We can get that out coast-to-coast now it's broadcast." "Now it was on the news, after all, it's become news." "Sylvia, run that one everywhere, particularly South America, Argentina, Mexico." "Eve, get that to your Russian contacts." "Will do." "(PHONE RINGS)" "Hello?" "Yes, sure." "It's Morris." "Morris?" "Yes." "Where?" "All right, I'll be right there." "Something Russian's come up." "How funny." "So, over to our Russian expert." "My God." "What happened?" "Suicide..." "So they say." "Who is he?" "He's a Russian spy." "Defected from the NKVD a year ago." "He's a mine of information about Russian penetration, here in the US and in England." "Was a mine of information." "Of course." "Too late." "What's he got to do with you?" "I was meant to meet him today." "He told the Americans everything they wanted to hear." "It was our turn." "I think I've met him before." "Really?" "When I was being interviewed by "C" after the Prenslo incident." "In London." "He was there." "How fascinating." "In London?" ""C" was in the room?" "I believe so." "What does that prove?" "His name was Alexandr Nekitch." "He was going to give me some vital information." "That's why he committed suicide." "How did you get in this room?" "Isn't this the scene of a crime?" "I've got some contacts in the New York Police Department." "I needed to see this for myself." "The windows were closed." "The door was locked from the inside, key in the lock." "They're bloody good, these Russians." "What do you mean?" "When it looks like a grade-A, incontestable, unmistakable suicide," "(..it probably isn't.)" "What's this got to do with me?" "I need you to ask your Russian contacts" " Tass, Pravda... if there's been any new faces in town." "See what their word is on Nekitch's death." "Casual questions, you know, nothing to raise suspicions." "All right." "Of course." "Must dash." "(PHONE RINGS)" "(PHONE RINGS)" "(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)" "Ruth?" "'Hello, Mum.'" "What's happening?" "'Lucas Romer replied." "'He's prepared to meet me." "At his country club.'" "'Mum?" "Are you still there?" "'" "Good." "Come and see me and I'll give you all the information you need." "Bye." "Everything all right?" "I had a couple of ghosts on my tail on the way here." "Took some shaking." "Very efficient." "How about you?" "Nothing." "I took all precautions." "Romer's rules." "I loved our weekend." "No one suspects anything?" "Probably." "They're all too clever." "Little probing questions, you know." "Morris didn't, though." "When did you see Morris?" "About an hour ago." "He showed me the most horrible scene." "Some NKVD agent committed suicide in a hotel room." "NKVD?" "What's it got to do with Morris?" "He was supposed to meet this man, Nekitch." "But he died before." "Nekitch?" "How odd." "Why don't I know about this?" "I assumed you did." "Anyway, next Wednesday I've got to go to a radio station in Chicago." "I thought maybe we could..." "No." "Something else has come up." "I want you to go to Washington." "Now." "Washington?" "Coffee?" "Please." "What do I do in Washington?" "One white coffee, and a whiskey and branch water please." "Yes sir." "I want you to meet a man called Mason Harding." "I want you to interview this Mason Harding for Transoceanic." "Set it up." "Make it an official appointment." "Then, you know, get to know him." "What do you mean?" "Make a date?" "Go for a drink?" "Yes." "Make it personal." "Why?" "Mason Harding is number two to Harry Hopkins." "Harry Hopkins is the President's right hand." "Harry Hopkins knows Roosevelt's every thought." "Now, we need to know what is happening in the Oval Office." "We need to be THAT close." "Right now, we're THAT close." "So I get to know this Mason Harding." "We have a few drinks." "And then what?" "How personal do you want this to get?" "I'll tell you." "Maybe I'll pop down to Washington - it's an interesting place." "You can do it." "No man can stand in your way when you set your mind to it." "Look at me." "I'll take that as a compliment." "Here's the information." "And money." "Buy yourself a new wardrobe." "A change of look would be wise." "How will you feel if I get to know this man well?" "How I feel has nothing to do with it." "How YOU feel has nothing to do with it either." "We're losing this war, Eva." "And we'll lose it for sure if we don't get the Americas on our side." "It's as simple as that." "And this Mason Harding is the weak link?" "The way in?" "Yes." "We think so." "It's very important, Eva." "Of course." "Why would Morris think you'd be interested in a Russian agent's death?" "He wanted me to sound out the Russian press agencies." "See what the word was." "Really?" "Most unusual." "Anyway." "Call me when you've checked into the hotel." "I'll give you all the information you need." "This is Operation Eldorado." "Mason Harding is "Gold"." "Good luck." "Just say that Morris Devereux was your uncle." "No more." "Then watch for his reactions." "Very closely." "Any little sign." "You've already told me that." "Why are you so nervous?" "You're making me jumpy." "I'm not nervous." "We've gone over everything." "I know what to do." "Look, I'll miss my train." "Relax." "I'm just going to have a chat with a man." "It's not that simple." "It's very important to me." "Lucas Romer, he's the only one that can help me." "The only one." "Look, I'll call you when I get back." "It'll be fine." "(CAR HORN BEEPS)" "All right!" "I'm showing you to the ladies' waiting room, miss." "How can you tell if I'm a lady?" "I beg your pardon?" "Nothing, nothing." "If you wish to use the convenience, could you ring the bell and wait." "Somebody will be along." "Very reassuring." "Lord Romer will be with you shortly." "Excuse me, Miss Dalton." "Mr Harding will see you now." "Lord Romer will see you in the library." "Miss Dalton." "Do come in." "Lord Romer?" "How do you do." "Ruth Gilmartin." "Eight out of ten Americans want nothing to do with your war." "Look, we're not kids." "My personal situation has nothing to do with this." "You have to watch for the tiniest thing." "It may save your life." "Hello?" "What is it?" "I think I'm falling in love with you." "There wasn't a plan." "I didn't have a plan." "If you'd just followed the instructions, none of this would've happened." "People only betray their country for three reasons..." "Revenge, money and blackmail." "Things aren't adding up." "Where's the gun?" "He trained me, he knew me incredibly well." "(GUNSHOT FIRES)" "Someone wants all of us dead." "We all have secrets." "No-one knows half the truth about anybody." "Who the hell is Eva Delectorskaya?" "I am." "No, you're not." "You're my mother." "You're Sally Gilmartin." "I am Eva Delectorskaya." "This programme contains some strong language and some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting." "You look very beautiful tonight, Eva." "Has anyone ever told you that?" "He's very discreet, this Romer fellow of yours." "'Lucas Romer, AAS." "How do you know about AAS?" "Nobody knows about AAS.'" "Jesus!" "I feel safer, now." "You want to be a little careful, my dear." "When it looks like a grade-A, incontestable, unmistakable suicide, it probably isn't." "Just say that Morris Devereux was your uncle." "Then watch for his reactions." "'I want you to meet a man called Mason Harding, you know, get to know him.'" "'Why?" "'" "We need to know what's happening in the Oval Office." "'If he finds out who you are, we can't rescue you.'" "Miss Dalton, do come in." "'What's this all about, Mum?" "'" "Someone is going to try and kill me very soon." "There's only one person that can help me." "Who?" "Lucas Romer." "Lord Romer?" "Ruth Gilmartin." "'Look, don't get me wrong." "We love England." "FDR loves England." "'Harry Hopkins loves England." "'If it was up to us we'd be there, fighting the Nazis with you, shoulder to shoulder." "Mano a mano.'" "But we can't go to war without a vote in Congress." "Which we would never, ever win." "Not by a country mile." "80% of Americans are against entering the war in Europe." "80%." "Eight out of ten Americans want nothing to do with your war." "But I can assure you that the Department of Commerce is concerned by what's happening in Europe." "What's your press agency called?" "Transoceanic." "I can't say I've heard of it." "I'm not surprised - we deal only with Latin and South America, hence the thrust of my questions." "Listen." "What you've got to understand is that my boss," "Harry Hopkins, has cancer." "So, I'm afraid you're stuck with me." "I don't know DC." "Is there a restaurant you could recommend?" "What?" "Yes..." "Say, why don't we carry on this delightful conversation over a cocktail?" "I can give you the names of a few nice places to visit." "'Well, I suppose you could say I struck gold." "'He wants to continue the interview tomorrow.'" "Good." "Take it to the next level." "What do you mean?" "'Be extra friendly.'" "Right." "'People only betray their country for three reasons." "Revenge, 'money and blackmail." "'You have to think it as job, Eva!" "'" "I miss you, Lucas." "I wish you were here with me, just us two." "'How do you feel about me being in bed with Mason Harding?" "'" "You're doing good work, Eva." "'Keep your feelings out of it.'" "Well, thank you for a great day." "I feel like I know the city now." "I wanted to show you Arlington." "Maybe tomorrow?" "I'm going back to New York." "Sorry." "It's the weekend, stay the weekend." "I'd like you to stay." "Mason!" "Please!" "I find you incredibly attractive." "Irresistible." "I'm sure your wife is very attractive, too." "Look, we're not kids." "My personal situation has nothing to do with this." "I have to go to Baltimore tomorrow." "The Allegany Hotel." "I was talking to Harry Hopkins today." "He's feeling a bit stronger." "Maybe we can fix up that interview after all." "The Allegany Hotel, Baltimore." "Six o'clock." "Miss Gilmartin, of the Times." "The Telegraph." "Ah, of course." "Who's your editor there?" "Toby Litton-Fry?" "Actually, I'm freelance." "Bobbie Von Arnim's my contact." "Bobbie von Arnim, von Arnim..." "Don't know him." "World War II specialist." "I wanted to ask you about the setting up of BSC - British Security Coordination - in New York and what they were doing in America in 1941." "Why on earth would you want to know that?" "I thought I was asking the questions!" "May I offer you a cup of tea?" "I wouldn't mind an alcoholic drink, actually, if ladies are allowed such a thing." "We're very broad-minded here in Brydges'." "Excellent idea." "Now what'll it be?" "A whisky and soda." "Be warned - all our measures are doubles in this club." "How wise." "One whisky and soda, Henry." "And tomato juice for me - spicy." "Right away, sir." "I've been looking forward to this meeting, you know." "At my age, one feels wholly forgotten and then, all of a sudden, out of the blue, a newspaper rings up wanting an interview." "Strange how that happens, isn't it?" "Bobbie von Arnim - that's the name, is it?" "Yes." "I'll give Toby a ring about him." "I always like to know who's correcting the copy." "Your drinks, sir." "Remove the peanuts, Henry." "Never serve peanuts with whisky, never." "Yes, sir." "Sorry, sir." "ROMER MUTTERS" "Curious." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Now tell me something." "What was it you wanted to know?" "There was a subdivision of BSC called AAS Ltd." "Later Transoceanic Press." "Are you familiar with them?" "Where did you get those names?" "How did you come by those names?" "There were in a printed source." "Have you seen it, the printed source?" "My uncle worked for BSC in New York." "In 1941." "Oh, really?" "What was his name?" "Morris Devereux." "Devereux." "Morris Devereux." "No, I didn't know him." "But you admit you were part of BSC." "Remind me of your name again?" "Ruth Gilmartin." "Oh." "Well, I admit nothing, Miss Gilmartin." "Do you know, I'm sorry to be a bore... ..but I've decided to finish with this interview." "May I ask why?" "Because I don't really believe a word you've told me." "I'll see you out." "Don't worry, I'll see myself out." "I'm afraid you're not allowed to." "Grovill?" "Lucas Romer here." "PHONE RINGS" "PHONE RINGS" "Y'know, somebody told me I should've had you checked out." "A little late now." "♪ If you were the only girl in the world" "♪ And I were the only boy" "♪ Nothing else would matter in the world today" "♪ A Garden of Eden just made for two. ♪" "HE LAUGHS" "HE CONTINUES HUMMING THE TUNE" "♪ If you were the only girl in the world... ♪" "Come to Daddy, baby." "SNORING" "BELL PINGS" "DOOR OPENS" "SHUTTER CLICKS" "Jesus!" "What gives?" "Eve?" "You bitch!" "You fucking bitch!" "You fucking bitch!" "You did very well in Washington." "Mason Harding is being incredibly helpful." "We'll know everything Roosevelt is thinking." "I missed you." "SHE SOBS" "I'm sorry..." "I'm sorry." "It's just it wasn't... wasn't very nice." "(I know." "I know.)" "That's why I thought you might, um, you might want a bit of a break." "A reward." "What do you mean?" "I'm going to London, and I thought you might like a bit of winter sunshine while I was gone." "What's that?" "5,000." "First you fly to Albuquerque, pick up a package." "Then you deliver that package and the money to another man." "You'll be told where to go." "Just a routine courier job." "But the FBI are very suspicious of us, so you have to be extra careful." "Have I any choice?" "I thought it'd be a treat." "If you don't fancy it, Sylvia can do it." "Who'll be running me?" "Morris, I think." "I'll be in London." "Can I think about it?" "Take your time." "It's up to you." "What is it?" "I think I'm falling in love with you." "That would be very dangerous." "Speaking of danger - do you want to take a gun with you on your trip?" "SHE CHUCKLES" "You said it was a routine courier job!" "It's just a suggestion." "Anyway - what would I need a gun for?" "Didn't you once say I could always use my nails and my teeth?" "Eva Delectorskaya..." "Whoever would have thought?" "I'd like to kiss you..." "But the FBI might be watching?" "Goodbye, Eva." "(Please turn around." "Please turn around." "(Please turn around." "Jochen!" "Jochen!" "Yes, Mummy?" "Stay in the garden!" "OK!" "OK!" "Where the hell were you?" "I was reporting in as per your instructions." "I was busy." "Imagine how I felt." "You said "call" and you weren't there." "I thought something might have happened." "I apologise." "He was very suspicious of me." "He asked me more questions than I asked him." "Doesn't matter." "The object of the exercise was accomplished." "I must say, you both looked a bit frosty when you said goodbye." "I noticed no handshake." "What?" "How do you know?" "I followed him home." "You followed him home?" "I was in the car outside." "I followed his Bentley to Knightsbridge." "Two?" "That's how I know where he lives." "8 Walton Crescent." "Now we can talk to him in his home." "That's much better." "Jesus, Sal!" "You set me up!" "You just had me flush him out..." "I couldn't do it without you." "You were great." "Perfect." "If I'd told you the real plan, you'd have got nervous and given it away." "You're the expert, I suppose." "We make a great team." "Seriously, we do." "SHE LAUGHS RUEFULLY" "He'll think something's up." "I know him." "He'll be even more careful, more watchful." "That's why we must wait." "Stand back for a bit." "Let him settle." "Then we speak to him in his home, when he's off guard." "Then he'll help us." "But he's got to help you, hasn't he?" "After what you did." "What are you hiding, Sal?" "What happened in New Mexico?" "Hi, glad to see you're looking so well." "I just had a two-week vacation." "Go to the mountains?" "I prefer the seaside." "You weren't here lunchtime." "I had to make a detour." "Take the package to Las Cruces." "The Alamagordo Inn." "A man called Raul will contact you." "How long do I have to stay there?" "Until Raul shows up." "He'll tell you exactly what to do." "Nice talking to you." ""Fur Miami, Fur Miami." ""Luftverkehersnetz Von Mexiko." "Hauptlinen."" "PHONE RINGS" "'Hello Sage, Rosemary here.'" "'Hello, Rosemary.'" "How's the party going?" "'Interesting." "Although my gift is disappointing.'" "I'll get the manager." "Rosemary says her gift is disappointing." "PHONE RINGS" "Disappointing?" "Inferior material." "There's a spelling mistake." "The grammar's wrong also." "Are you sure this is our product?" "Yes." "As far as I know." "Tell the boss and I'll call back tomorrow." "Where are you going?" "A place called Las Cruces." "There are also two uninvited guests at the party." "'Any idea who?" "'" "Local boys, I'd say." "Interesting but not unexpected." "They're being very nosey." "We're all noticing the new shadows." "'I lost them, anyway.'" "Good." "Proceed with caution." "'I'll tell the boss.'" "All right." "Evening, Ma'am." "I'd like a room." "Three nights." "I'll pay in advance." "Cash." "Yeah!" "20, including tax." "It's our, uh, best room." "Are you sure you want to stay here, Ma'am?" "There's a new motel just out of town." "It's much nicer." "This'll do fine." "DRUNKEN CHATTER" "It's Rosemary. 'Sage here.'" "'What did he say?" "' He says it's up to you." "It's your party." "If you want to leave, leave." "Or if you want to change the music, go ahead." "He said, and I quote, "Trust your instincts."" ""Trust your instincts"." "You told him what I thought about the quality of our gift." "'Yes." "It's definitely our product." "He checked.'" "So they must want it distributed." "'I'll give it some thought." "Bye.'" "Mornin', Ma'am." "That new motel you were talking about." "Where is it exactly?" "VOICES SPEAKING SPANISH" "'I'm sure you'll find this very comfortable.'" "How long were you planning on staying?" "Three days or so." "And the bathroom is right through there." "It's very nice." "I'd like to pay in advance, three nights." "Certainly." "I'll be in the office." "Thank you." "Hi." "Glad to see you looking so well." "Thank you." "I've just had a two-week vacation." "Go to the mountains?" "I prefer the seaside." "I'm Raul." "I got to get a beer." "HE BELCHES" "God, I was dying of thirst." "Water doesn't do it for me." "You got something?" "There's been a delay." "A problem." "Oh, yeah?" "Nobody told me nothing." "I have to come back next week." "They told me to give you this." "Wow." "2,000." "Same again next week when I come back." "I ain't complaining." "See you next week." "When?" "You'll be contacted." "Stay another ten minutes, all right?" "Buy another beer." "Sure." "Have another barrel!" "'I'm not enjoying the party any more." "I'm going to leave.'" "'Fine." "It's your call." "Come on home.'" "Any particular reason?" "'My cash payment wasn't expected.'" "I wonder why." "Good point. "Trust your instincts", the boss says." "I'll get a plane back tomorrow from Dallas." "See you later." "DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE" "SWING MUSIC BEING PLAYED" "SHE GASPS" "Move away from the door." "What do you want?" "Where's the map?" "Under the sideboard." "Get it." "And the money." "Take it out." "Take your clothes off." "I'm unarmed." "Take your clothes off." "OK." "Stop." "Get dressed." "What's happening?" "You're going to meet someone." "No, I..." "I'm not going anywhere." "Sure you are." "We'll take my car." "You're driving." "Turn left here." "Where are we going?" "Who lives out here?" "Shut your mouth." "Stop here." "Listen, I have more money." "I can get you another 10,000 in an hour." "10,000." "Get out." "Think about it, 10,000..." "KNOCKING" "Miss Gilmartin?" "Miss Ruth Gilmartin?" "What's wrong?" "What's happened?" "Nothing." "Just a few questions." "I'm Detective Sergeant Mason." "Mason?" "Yes." "May we come in?" "We won't keep you long." "Karl-Heinz Kleist is your ex-husband." "No." "We never married." "We lived together." "We had a child." "What's this got to do with Karl-Heinz?" "The German police want to talk to him, but he's not at his home address." "Perhaps he's on holiday." "Perhaps." "Has he come to Cambridge to see his son?" "How do you know our child's a boy?" "I have a few facts here." "I haven't seen Karl-Heinz in over two years." "Any other family members he might visit?" "No." "Nobody in the neighbourhood?" "A relative, perhaps?" "No." "Did someone send you to interview me?" "No." "Just an enquiry from the Bundeskriminalamt in Berlin." "The BKA?" "What do they want to talk to Karl Heinz about?" "Apparently it's to do with contacts he has with the Baader-Meinhoff group." "You could arrest half the intellectuals in Germany on those grounds." "I'm just following up." "Of course you are." "Do give us a call if Herr Kleist should pay you a visit." "He won't come here." "We're pretty much estranged." "Thank you so much, Miss Gilmartin." "It's been most helpful." "We'll see ourselves out." "Did you hear about the accident?" "No." "What accident?" "This elderly woman in a wheelchair in Meadingley, seriously injured crossing the road by a speeding driver." "Hit-and-run." "That's awful." "I've been in a wheelchair recently." "The woman was the same age as me." "The hit-and-run car was stolen." "Now, Sal, no, no, I'm not letting you get away with that..." "I think they thought that that woman in the chair was me." "I think they thought that they'd got me." "The police came round to my flat." "Said they were looking for Karl-Heinz." "Did you believe them?" "I don't know." "I don't know anything now." "Never assume anything is a coincidence." "It's a very important rule." "You don't know what they're like." "You have to watch for the tiniest thing, the tiniest indication." "It may save your life." "I'll get the rest of the stuff out of the car." "Hello?" "Don't be frightened, Ruth." "It's just me." "Jesus!" "Karl-Heinz, you can't just come here without telling me." "I wanted to see my son." "My boy." "Where is he?" "He's staying the night with a friend." "Oh." "That's... ..too bad." "I'm leaving tomorrow." "The police came round here asking after you." "What have you done?" "Me?" "Nothing." "I'm on holiday." "What, with your Baader-Meinhof buddies?" "HE LAUGHS" "Oh, Ruth, sometimes I miss you." "It's not mutual." "I assume you won't be telling the police about this meeting." "Think of Jochen." "I'd get out of here if I were you." "Ruth!" "No." "'Trust your instincts.'" "'There's been a delay." "A problem." "'Oh, yeah?" "Nobody told me nothing.'" "Wow." "'You'll be told where to go." "It's just a routine courier job.'" "'The FBI are very suspicious of us.'" "PHONE RINGING" "'Thank God." "Where are you?" "'" "I'm in my safe place." "Well, come into the office." "'I'm not coming in, Lucas.'" "Oh, don't be ridiculous." "'I was sold.' No, that's not possible." "You come in, your friends are here, Eva." "I was sold!" "Somebody in Transoceanic or Head Office sold me." "Please, Eva, we need to talk." "Meet me on the corner of 44th and 3rd." "All's well that ends well." "Don't jump the gun, Alfie." "She's not quite back yet." "Don't turn round." "How are you, Eva?" "You all right?" "You well?" "I'm fine." "We have a problem, however." "I don't know what went wrong." "Transoceanic is tight." "Well, someone's not "tight"." "Maybe someone in Head Office." "Head Office would give you a medal if they could." "You've done an amazing job." "Can I turn round?" "Let's get a drink." "Celebrate your amazing achievement." "'When you reported the crash,' the Sheriff of Dona Ana County himself went out to investigate." "He found the map and the money." "He thought it was suspicious, so he called the local FBI agent to investigate." "The agent took one look at the map and he sent it straight to Hoover in Washington." "Hoover himself put the map on Roosevelt's desk." "My God." "The FBI's on fire." "Well, how do you explain it?" "The death of a Mexican detective in a road crash near the border." "A map, in German, outlining proposed Lufthansa airline flights between Mexico and the USA." "Mexico could be a Nazi state on the borders with the USA." "The sheer, amazing, exceptional beauty of it all is that the map found its way to Roosevelt without a trace, without a hint of the devious British on it." "This has worked out better than anyone could possibly imagine." "They can't point the finger at us and say, "Another of your British dirty tricks to trap us into your European war."" "They found this themselves in their own back yard." "What can the Anglophobes or the Isolationists say?" "What can America First say?" "This is hard evidence." "The Nazis are planning airline routes between Mexico City and Texas, for Christ's sake." "They're on your doorstep, USA." "It's not something happening across the Atlantic in distant Europe - this war is coming to you." "But the map was bad, there was a spelling mistake," "It's not "Fur Miami", it's "Nach Miami"..." "It's not important." "Raul was just going to hand the map in to a local newspaper, to feed it in to the system - until your plan took over." "There wasn't a plan." "I didn't have a plan." "London is very pleased." "Very." "'I was sold, Morris.'" "I'm lucky to be here." "You must agree." "I suppose I do." "I keep thinking, what was their plan?" "By luck I foiled it and turned it into some great triumph, but I was supposed to be found shot dead in a desert in New Mexico, with a dubious map and a big wad of dollars on me - why?" "What was it all about?" "Who was running me?" "I was." "With Angus and Sylvia." "It was my party." "Well, I should probably be suspicious of you then." "Yes." "So it would seem." "You lost the two crows who were following you to Albuquerque." "Yes." "But they were waiting for you in Las Cruces." "Not them." "Someone else must have been." "You knew I was going to Las Cruces." "Yes." "You told me." "We all knew you were in Las Cruces." "You think the first crows were local?" "Standard FBI." "Men in suits with pork-pie hats." "Which suggests to me that the Las Cruces crows weren't." "They were too good." "Too good even for you." "Well, if it wasn't the FBI, then who was waiting for me in Las Cruces, hmm?" "Let's follow it through." "They wanted you dead with the map on you." "You could be identified as a British agent, because the FBI had followed you to Albuquerque and clearly knew who you were, before you lost them." "But how did the Mexican detective know I'd moved to the motor lodge?" "No-one knew I was staying there." "I swear, I had no shadows." "I kept my back." "You must have had shadows." "Think about it." "They must have had a big team on you in Las Cruces, six people, maybe eight." "Men and women, maybe." "They were good." "There was a woman in a red coupe." "And at the bar that Raul took me to there were women there." "I wasn't looking for a woman, that's true." "And the desk clerk in the Alamogordo - he suggested the motel to me." "Had to be a big team." "So what was the point?" "One dead British agent?" "Yes, what does that gain anyone?" "Cui Bono, "who gains?" - that's the key." "I'll keep thinking." "Something's bothering me, I don't know what it is." "I'll see you later." "So, what's for supper?" "Steak, fried egg, roast potatoes, good red wine?" "Sounds wonderful." "PHONE RINGS" "MORRIS: 'Meet me on the stairs, now.'" "Why didn't you just give the map to Raul?" "Sorry?" "It was a simple job - pick up the package, the map, and give it to Raul." "Yes." "So why didn't you?" "Because I checked it and there were mistakes." "Inferior material." "Why did you check it?" "Did anyone ask you to?" "No." "So why did you?" "I just..." "Because..." "Because I thought I should." "Instinct, I suppose." "Good procedure." "Instinct..." "That's the key." "If you'd just followed instructions and given the map to Raul, none of this would have happened." "Everything happened because you didn't do what you'd been told to." "I don't follow." "Are you saying this is somehow my own fault?" "I have to do some more checks." "Let's meet tomorrow, not here." "What's going on, Morris?" "You can't just leave me in the dark like this." "I think the crows in Las Cruces were our friends in grey." "The Abwehr?" "The Sicherheitsdienst." "No-one else could be that good." "German agents?" "That doesn't make any sense." "I've got to go." "We'll talk tomorrow." "Has Morris been in today?" "Nope." "Are you looking for him?" "I just wondered where he was." "Hm." "What's up?" "Oh, nothing important, just not convinced by this four-engine bomber story." "God, is that the time?" "Must dash." "Eve?" "What's going on?" "Shall we go for a drink tonight?" "'Yes?" "'" "(AMERICAN ACCENT) May I speak with Elizabeth Wesley, please?" "'You have the wrong number.' Oh." "So sorry." "Hi!" "I've just been with John and Mary Weiss and I couldn't remember if they're on the 17th or the 18th floor." "I've left my train ticket with them, you see." "Oh, dear, the Weisses, I don't know them." "Angus?" "What's happening?" "You'd better get out, Eve." "It's a System Blue, here." "System Blue?" "Good God!" "Where's Morris?" "I'm supposed to be meeting him for a drink." "Morris is dead." "He killed himself." "What?" "No." "No, no." "Eve, Eve!" "What're you doing here?" "Morris had asked me over for a drink." "What happened?" "He shot himself." "Doors locked, windows locked." "Some note - doesn't make sense." "Something about some boy." "How'd you get in?" "The doorman didn't call up." "He was busy." "I gave him a wave and got in the lift." "You weren't looking for Elizabeth Wesley, then?" "Who?" "Never underestimate the resourcefulness of our Miss Delectorskaya." "Hey?" "Never underestimate her...instincts." "Romer?" "You know Miss Dalton." "Ah, Miss Dalton." "Our heroine." "She was due to meet Morris." "Can I see him?" "It isn't pretty." "It's all right." "I'll be fine." "My God." "Morris." "MORRIS: 'When it looks like..." "When it looks like..." "'When it looks like a grade-A, incontestable, 'unmistakable suicide... 'probably isn't.'" "'Everything happened because you didn't do what you'd been told to." "'Instinct, that's the key.'" "ROMER: 'Never underestimate the resourcefulness 'of our Miss Delectorskaya.'" "'He said, and I quote, "Trust your instincts."'" "'Never underestimate HER instincts.'" "Miss Dalton?" "Sorry?" "This may not be the right time but C would like to meet with you, tonight." "It seems Mr Roosevelt's going to show the world your Mexico map next week." "And C would like to meet his shining star and shake you by the hand." "C?" "In New York?" "Tonight?" "Well, of course, I..." "I'll pick you up at your apartment." "Ten o'clock?" "Ten." "I'll be there." "SHE PANTS" "PHONE RINGS" "Sylvia, it's me." "Say nothing." "We have a System Blue, here." "Morris is..." "Has gone on a long holiday." "Romer wants us all out of the city." "'Hire a car." "'Bring walking boots.'" "Meet me at the diner." "Main Street." "Albany." "As soon as you can." "I'll be waiting for you." "'I'll tell you everything then.'" "DIAL TONE" "You all right?" "You said System Blue, my God." "I came as fast as I could." "Is it true about Morris?" "Suicide." "Of course." "Sure." "Romer wants us both over the Canadian border tonight." "Secretly." "Tonight?" "How?" "There are tracks..." "Hunters' trails up through the woods near Champlain." "We'll find our way." "But both of us?" "Why?" "We're being rolled up, Sylvia." "Someone wants all of us dead." "Let's go." "There's no tail." "I was very careful." "Did anyone call you?" "Did Angus?" "Angus?" "No, I left right after you telephoned." "We should keep following the trail." "When the sun comes up we should make sure we keep it on our right-hand side." "It'll take a good few hours." "Then we'll be in Canada, French Canada." "How is your French, Mademoiselle?" "What is it?" "I'm not coming with you." "It's better I should stay behind and watch your back, say you've gone to Mexico." "We are all going to be killed, Sylvia." "I tell you." "Something is wrong." "Don't tell me anything." "The less I know, the safer I'll be." "I've brought you some sandwiches." "Chopped liver and onion." "Just the thing." "You can trust me, you know." "I know." "I know." "Take care." "Get outta here, girl." "GUNFIRE" "RADIO PLAYS MUSIC" "RADIO: 'We interrupt this programme 'to bring you an important news flash." "'Reports are coming in that this morning" "'Japanese aircraft have attacked the US Naval base 'at Pearl Harbor in Hawaii." "'No warning was given." "'The latest estimate is that three capital ships have been sunk." "'Fires are burning and there have been many casualties." "'As a result, it has been declared that a state of war 'now exists between the USA and Japan." "'Stand by for further bulletins as we receive them." "'And now, back to your programme.'" "MUSIC PLAYS AGAIN" "Thank you." "Ooh!" "Awful sorry." "Is your drink safe?" "That's the main thing." "Safe as houses." "Can I trouble you for a light?" "Of course." "Well..." "And that's how I met your father." "He was posted back to London, and I came home." "Amazing." "You'd done it." "You were safe." "No, I wasn't safe." "That's the terrible problem." "You're never really truly safe again, ever." "I had to see Alfie to find out the truth." "'Scuse me." "Is this seat free?" "Help yourself, dear." "(Hello.) Eve!" "What?" "Alfie..." "(I'm not the traitor.)" "(Is that what they told you?" "Me and Morris?" ")" "Yes." "They said Morris killed himself because he was about to be exposed..." "..and you had flown." "I'm not the traitor, Alfie." "Someone tried to have ME killed in New Mexico." "Who would that be, then?" "Someone had Morris killed because Morris realised who the traitor was." "I had to fly, otherwise I'd be killed, too, if I hadn't." "And then Sylvia was killed." "Why would I be sitting here talking to you if I wasn't telling the truth?" "I'd be long gone, wouldn't I?" "Not sitting in a London pub talking to you." "Angus?" "Angus is dead." "Plane he was on was shot down when he was coming back from the States." "It was a Flying Boat, Lisbon to Southampton..." "Shot down." "They never found a body." "I told you..." "We're being rolled up, Alfie." "Someone is rolling us up." "First Morris, then me, then Sylvia, now Angus." "Don't you see who's going to be next?" "You have to be very careful, Alfie." "Perhaps we should warn Mr Romer." "It's us that's at risk." "Don't worry." "He can take care of himself." "Where do you live, Alfie?" "I think we'll be safer meeting there, alone." "Yeah, all right." "DOG BARKS" "THUMP" "RAISED VOICES NEXT DOOR" "RADIO PLAYS MUSIC" "BUZZER" "You all right, Alfie?" "Couldn't be better." "Cup of tea?" "Lovely." "Thanks." "How you keeping, Alfie?" "Mustn't grumble, Eve." "Mustn't grumble." "Romer." "Milk in first or after?" "After, please." "Haven't any sugar, I'm..." "Ooh!" "Sorry, Alfie." "I'm so sorry!" "SIREN BLARES" "You've got to go..." "Go straight down in the shelter." "EXPLOSION" "BABY WAILS" "Eva!" "Quite a raid." "Yes." "It's not very sensible to be out there, wandering about." "I got lost." "What were you doing in the East End?" "I was looking for someone." "A man." "Did you find him?" "Yes, I did, actually." "I wanted to say goodbye to him." "And did you?" "Yes... ..for ever." "There." "That's more like you now." "Thank you, Sean." "Irish whiskey?" "Bliss." "Erm..." "Talking of Ireland..." "I was just thinking... ..I've some leave due." "Thought I might head home to Dublin." "Oh... ..right." "Well, that'll be very nice for you." "Yeah." "Would you like to come?" "Yes, I would, please." "Very much." "More than words can say." "I'll arrange everything." "PHONE RINGS" "PHONE RINGS" "Mum!" "Mum!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "I will not let you kill him." "Do you understand me?" "I'm not going to kill him." "Where's the gun?" "Jesus Christ!" "You can't..." "TYRES MOVING" "Lord Romer, may I have a word?" "Who are you?" "I'm Ruth Gilmartin." "We met the other day at your club." "I interviewed you." "I have to tell you something..." "I've nothing to say to you." "Please leave me alone." "No." "I have to tell you something." "Goodbye, Miss Gilmartin." "Please, go away." "Leave me alone." "Hello, Lucas." "Who are you?" "My God." "Eva Delectorskaya." "Who would've thought?" "Forgive the enquiry, but what relation do you have with this woman?" "She's my mother." "Jesus Christ." "I don't believe it." "A chip off the old block, Lucas." "What do you want?" "I should tell you that Ruth knows everything." "I wrote everything down and I gave it to her." "Your secret life is over, Lucas." "Very soon, everyone will know what you did." "It's finished." "As far as the British Government's concerned, you are a wartime traitor who has still to be brought to justice." "I just need to pick up this telephone here and you'll be arrested." "I wish you would." "Please, call the authorities." "It's all finally gone wrong, let's face it, Lucas." "Actually, it all went wrong at Pearl Harbor, thanks to the Japanese." "Pearl Harbor rather fucked everything up." "Why were you working for the Germans?" "It wasn't the Germans." "It was the Russians." "The NKVD." "At the end of 1941, the last thing the Russians wanted was America entering the war in Europe." "Oh, no, Europe was for Russia." "So they instructed their very special secret agent high up in the British Secret Service to find a way of destroying the credibility of British efforts to persuade the Americans to join the war." "The more the British were trying to manipulate American public opinion, the more the Americans would turn away from joining the war." "Hence the Mexican map." "An obvious forgery, found on the body of a dead British agent." "Who would believe anything we said after that?" "Lucas Romer, spy of spies." "The ultimate double agent." "That was your mission, wasn't it?" "Those were your instructions." "So you're the Sixth Man." "I have nothing to say to you." "You should have left me alone." "You shouldn't have kept on looking for me." "None of this would have happened." "What on earth are you talking about?" "Sally, please!" "All right, all right..." "Sally!" "Don't worry, darling." "I just wanted to see what it was like... ..having him at my mercy for a moment or two." "Worth every second." "Actually, you shot me once before, Eva - during that air raid." "Hit me in the shoulder." "Damn." "I missed." "One mission, but it didn't go according to plan, alas." "Thanks to you, Eva." "So, I've been very busy ever since." "Some consolation." "But why?" "Why Russia?" "Was it for the money?" "Blackmail?" "You wouldn't know." "You came here from exile." "You could never understand how, for an Englishman, sometimes it's as easy to hate your country as it is to love it." "I could never find you, Eva." "And, believe me, I tried." "You were very good." "Very." "But I didn't think you needed to kill poor Alfie, however." "What would you have done?" "Time to go, dear." "Bye, Lucas." "Remember this evening, remember what I said." "You'll never see me again." "So he wanted you to be killed with the map and the money on you." "This was the man I loved, the man I thought loved me." "He trained me, he knew me incredibly well." "He knew he didn't have to tell me what to do in New Mexico, because he knew I'd do it anyway." "That's what was so damn clever." "He didn't need to tell you to check the map." "Exactly - because he knew I would." "And he knew I'd see there was something wrong - that I wouldn't go though with the plan, that I'd go off on my own." "But Morris had figured it out." "Before I did." "And they got to him first and faked his suicide." "I was next." "And you had to kill Alfie." "Yes." "I wouldn't be sitting here, otherwise." "Romer will kill himself tonight." "The moment he saw me, he knew that his life was over." "He was a dead man." "It'll look like a heart attack or a massive stroke." "Something natural." "An injection, a pill." "Something he's had ready for years." "But I worry that I made a mistake." "I took a risk." "One risk." "What?" "He knows you're my daughter." "He knows your name." "Ruth Gilmartin." "They can find me now." "And you." "You've got him cold, Sal." "He knows that." "I worry that he might have left something written." "Some last instructions." "Look at them all." "Romer would be delighted." "His vanity would be flattered." "His last laugh..." "All the great and the good turning up like this to pay their respects to the great man." "All the trappings of the establishment." "He would've all loved that." "All the time, laughing inside." "Laughing at them." "Look." "Isn't that the Foreign Secretary?" "Where are we having lunch?" "At a lovely hotel called the Ritz." "We're going to drink champagne." "I like champagne." "Can I have some?" "Yes, of course you can!" "We're going to raise a glass to Eva Delectorskaya." "She won in the end." "You won." "Yes, I suppose I did." "Are you sure?" "We can stay the night if you like." "I'm fine." "Off you go." "Jochen." "Yep." "Run around and see if you've left anything." "Yes, Mum." "Mum, seriously, are you all right?" "You seem a bit..." "I'm worried about my mistake." "I should have sent you under an assumed name to meet him." "I've been so foolish." "Mum, stop it." "It's over." "He's gone." "It's over." "I nearly left these." "Look, we'd better go." "I'll see you Saturday!" "Bye, Granny!" "Bye." "Drive carefully." "Where's your jacket?" "Er, I left it in the kitchen." "Stay here." "I'll get it." "Mum." "It's only me." "He left his jacket."