(FILM PROJECTOR STARTING)
(WOMAN PANTING)
(WOMAN SIGHING)
WOMAN: You are safe here with me.
NEWSCASTER ON RADIO: Has a decision been reached on how far this country
would be willing to go
in helping an anti-Castro uprising or invasion in Cuba?
PRESIDENT KENNED Y: Well, first, I want to say that there will not be,
under any conditions,
an intervention in Cuba by United States armed forces.
And this government will do everything it possibly can,
and I think it can meet its responsibilities,
to make sure that there are no Americans involved in any actions inside Cuba.
Excuse me, sir. Do you have change for a dollar?
Thank you, sir. You're welcome.
BROCCO: From our friends on Wall Street. Miami?
Right away.
Cardinal is interested.
HAYES: So, the weatherman says Sunday is a perfect day for a trip to the beach.
I hope you can still dance, Edward.
Couple of days, we'll be doing the cha-cha in El Comandante's bedroom.
I'll try to remember to bring my dancing shoes, Richard.
Morning, Ray. Mr. Hayes.
Miami, and our op center off Guatemala.
Pack a bathing suit, Mr. Brocco. We're going for a swim.
What do you make of our chances for success?
If we get the support that we've been promised,
I'd say it's fairly certain.
But if there are any doubts, I can still put out the fire.
It's gone beyond that.
(KNOCK ON DOOR) Rocking Chair is still smiling.
It's the White House.
Everybody's waiting for the good news. Godspeed.
When you're back, come up to the mountains. We'll go fishing.
ALLEN: Yes, sir.
He's been put on notice.
NEWSCASTER: In Cuba, sometime before dawn,
the invading forces' B-26 bombers give air cover
to men landing on the beach.
As the sun rises, there is a surprise attack from Castro's air force.
The B-26es are shot down.
Without air cover, the anti-Castro force's ships are attacked.
And the men are cut off from their supplies. The situation looks dire.
(MAN 1 SPEAKING SPANISH)
INTERPRETER: "Where is the air support?
"Where the hell is the Navy?
"Could you throw something into this vital point in the battle?
(MAN 1 SPEAKING SPANISH)
"Enemy in Red.. . Trucks coming from Red Beach
"are right now one kilometer from Blue Beach.
"Two thousand militia attacking Blue Beach from east to west.
"We need close air support immediately.
"Well, I am destroying all my equipment and communications.
"I have nothing with which to fight. I am going to the woods.
"I cannot wait for you. I am going to the woods."
(FIDEL CASTRO SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
BROCCO: They knew where to find us.
There's a stranger in our house, sir.
(WOMAN PANTING)
WOMAN: I love you.
People who really love each other don't have secrets.
You are safe here with me.
I love you.
People who really love each other don't have secrets.
You are safe here with me.
You have such a.. .
I love you.
People who really love each other don't have secrets.
You are safe here with me.
MURACH: The President's saying he's going to break the CIA into a thousand pieces.
Somebody on your desk gave away the store.
Told the Soviets where to find you at the Bay of Pigs.
You got a big problem, very close to home.
There's gonna be an extensive house-cleaning on your side of the street.
Fucking cigarettes.
My ring doesn't even fit me anymore.
They didn't get it all.
I'm sorry.
Be careful.
Your name is on a "must worry" list, right at the very top.
You forgot your hat.
EDWARD: Somebody left a package on my doorstep last night.
Have Tech wash them right away.
I've been trying to reach you.
EDWARD JR.: I haven't been staying at the Embassy compound.
I've been doing some outside work.
I heard there was a setback.
Sometimes the best-laid plans of mice and men.. .
Be very careful.
I'll be fine. You worry too much.
Just please be careful.
Everything's fine.
Goodbye, Son.
Goodbye, Father.
(SINGING) We sail the ocean blue
(MILITARY BAND PLAYING)
(SINGING IN FALSETTO) I'm called little Buttercup Dear little Buttercup
Though I could never tell why
But still I'm called Buttercup Poor little Buttercup
Sweet little Buttercup, I
I've treacle and toffee I've tea and I've coffee
But hark ye, my merry friend, hast ever thought
that beneath this gay and frivolous
exterior
there may lurk a
(IN MALE VOICE) cankerworm?
(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)
Miss Buttercup. Skull and Bones. Accept or reject?
Accept.
Not a word to anyone.
How does it feel being a woman? Why do you want to know?
JOHN: Gentlemen,
I will remind you, you have all taken an oath of secrecy.
You have been chosen to become members of America's most secret society.
For over 100 years,
Skull and Bones members have included a President,
Vice Presidents, Supreme Court justices,
congressmen and senators, captains of science and industry.
The very best of America.
(BONESMEN CHANTING)
(BONESMEN CHEERING)
I don't think this is for me. You can't take it personally.
Getting pissed on is personal, Mr. Russell. I take it very personally.
Edward, we're all in this together.
Come back inside.
We're brothers for life.
Tell us, Mr. Wilson, brother to brother, something you've never told anyone before.
Your most guarded secret.
Something you will need to trust us with.
It was the Fourth of July, 1925.
I was six.
I was playing tag with a friend of mine.
Edward, careful.
And I tried to get away from him, so I ran up the stairs into my parents' room
and I hid in the closet.
I looked at my father's clothes, and hanging there was his Admiral's jacket.
And then I heard a sound.
And I saw my father.
And I must have made a noise, because he turned,
and came into the closet and opened the door.
THOMAS: Have you ever made up a story, Edward?
Told your friends something you knew wasn't true,
and you know that if they found out, they wouldn't like you anymore?
Why? Because you lied to them.
Do you understand?
And he asked me if I knew what trust was.
And I said, "Trust is when you feel safe with someone."
Like with my friends. Like with you and Mother.
And then he said, "Don't ever lie.
"If you lie to your friends, they won't trust you.
"And you will have nothing
"and you'll never be safe."
He told me to go downstairs and watch the fireworks, because they'd started.
And then he shut the door.
The sound of the gunshot was very different from the sound of the fireworks.
And even at six years old, I knew there was a big, big difference.
There was a lot of blood.
EDWARD: Father?
And in his left hand, he held a note that was sealed.
I don't know why, but I took the note and I put it in my pocket.
I always said it was an accident.
It wasn't an accident. My father killed himself.
(BONESMEN SINGING THE WHIFFENPOOF SONG)
Congratulations, Mr. Wilson. I'm Richard Hayes,
Master of Secrets and Orders.
What did the note say?
I told you, I never read the note.
You didn't read the note?
No.
My father said your father was going to be appointed Secretary of the Navy
until his loyalty was brought under question.
We're not gonna have a problem with your loyalty, are we?
EDWARD: "And yet, a certain word, a glance, a guise
"Will mirror never show, reflecting not my gaze
"But my uncertain question caught
"Inside a shadow of our shifting eyes?"
That really is quite elegant, Mr. Wilson.
Good order. Very precise.
Feeling of the unknown.
Fine poetry is the music of mathematics.
Numbers singing.
You have to look behind the words to understand their meaning.
Right. Well, good night, gentlemen.
Mr. Wilson?
May I see you in my office for a few words?
I'm recommending you as editor of our poetry magazine, The Poeticus.
I'm honored. Thank you. I appreciate your faith in me.
Never be ashamed of your abilities, Edward.
Wasn't there a picture that used to sit on the mantel, there?
It was a group of soldiers?
It's my father's Crimean War regiment.
The glass broke.
I'm having it mended.
I remembered it because it reminded me of my father. He was in the war.
I think we're being watched.
Being watched? What do you mean?
There's a man in a hat.
I don't see anybody.
You know, there's so much I'd like to share with you, Edward.
But I hardly know anything about you at all,
apart from you being a particularly bright student.
I feel that we have a kind of kindred spirit.
I really should be going.
Oh, I've started to write something.
Perhaps you'd like to hear it.
"A bud has burst on the upper bough
"The linnet sang in my heart today
"I know where the pale green grasses show
"By a tiny runnel, off the way
"And the earth is wet
"A cuckoo said in my brain, 'Not yet, not yet"'
I haven't finished it.
Excuse me.
Please.
I'm sorry. I can't hear.
What's your name?
Edward.
I'm sorry. Would you say it again? I have to read your lips.
Edward.
Hello, Edward.
I'm Laura.
I'm sorry, would you say that again?
MURACH: There isn't one person in a hundred who would walk by a hat on a bench
without giving it a second look.
That says a lot about you, Mr. Wilson. You don't distract easily.
She's a very pretty girl.
Sam Murach. I'm with the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Mind if I walk along with you?
I had a chance to have a talk with a fraternity brother of yours.
John Russell, the senator's son.
John said you might help us. You're friendly with Dr. Fredericks?
He's my thesis advisor, if that's what you mean.
He's been recruiting faculty members and students
to join an organization called the American German Cultural Committee.
It's a Nazi front. Has he talked to you about that?
I'm a poetry student, Mr. Murach.
I'm not political.
We'd be very interested in finding out the names of some of the other organizers
for the Cultural Committee.
Are you asking me to spy on Dr. Fredericks?
I'm asking you to be a good citizen.
You blow that thing up, it'll be fine.
I'll be seeing you.
NEWSREEL ANNOUNCER: In Poland, Hitler watches German regiments
stream across the river San.
This was part of the river line which the invading army forced
in its flanking drive through southern Poland.
The Nazi Führer makes a quick tour in the conquered nation
among the soldiers in captured towns.
Hitler has given the word of war, and war it is! Poland has been guaranteed.. .
Ladies and gentlemen, it is a great privilege to have with us here tonight Mr. Haupt,
the Führer's Education Minister.
Mr. Haupt?
Good evening.
Thank you, Dr. Fredericks and members of the American German Cultural Committee,
for giving me the opportunity to come to Yale.
Germany has always been a country of.. .
Yes. Interesting.
(ALL CHATTERING)
It has been a great pleasure.. .
.. .making new acquaintances.. .
Excuse me. Of course.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
EDWARD: Someone's in here!
Are you enjoying yourself, Edward? Very much so.
I'd like you to meet Mr. Haupt.
You know Dr. Manheim? EDWARD: Yes, we've met.
I've been asked by the faculty chairman to relinquish my post here at Yale.
Now, you'll hear many reasons for what caused my departure.
Suffice it to say I'm leaving with my name intact.
Good luck in your endeavors.
Now, Edward,
what did I do to deserve this?
Have you such little regard for me that you'd betray me for my political beliefs?
You know and I know Trumbull Stickney wrote that poem in 1902.
You were my teacher. You betrayed me.
(BAND PLAYING LIGHT JAZZ)
I thought we were going to a party.
You want to protect me from them, don't you?
No.
You think they'll make fun of me. That's not it.
That's not true. It's okay.
I'm happy to be with you.
Would you like to dance?
I'm not a very good dancer.
That's all right. I'm not a good dancer either.
How does this song go?
(SINGING) Blue skies
Smiling on me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Excuse me, everybody, I have an announcement.
I've just been told England and France declared war on Germany.
But please continue dancing and enjoying our music.
And I'll update you as information comes in.
Thank you.
Before long, we'll be at war, too.
Would you like to get a room for us?
Umm.. .
Turn down the light.
I can't. I can't.
Good night. Good night.
Thank you, Edward.
For what? For being so nice.
NEWSCASTER ON TV: In view of the fact
we're taking a propaganda lambasting around the world,
why is it not useful, sir, for us to explore with you
the real facts behind this, or our motivations?
There's an old saying that victory has a hundred fathers and defeat is an orphan.
And I wouldn't be surprised
if information poured in here regarding.. .
HAYES: Hello, Edward.
What are you doing here?
There were only a handful of us until moment zero
who knew where we were going to land in Cuba.
One of us couldn't keep a secret.
I know it wasn't me.
Mr. Allen asked for the Zapata list of personnel
who participated in the operation.
I don't have one.
Tell Mr. Allen I'll give him the list personally.
We're in the same boat together.
A leaky boat.
Don't ever think we're in the same boat, Mr. Hayes.
We're either going to sink or swim together.
People like us, we don't let each other drown.
I have said as much as I feel can be usefully said by me
in regard to the events of the past few days.
Further statements, detailed discussions,
are not to conceal responsibility,
because I'm the responsible officer of the government.. .
JOHN: Mother, Father.
This is Edward Wilson.
Mrs. Russell. Hello.
Senator. Yes. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
Phillip and Toddy Allen.
Mr. Allen was President of Bones, Class of '12.
Welcome to our little clubhouse. Thank you.
Where's Clover?
Oh, there she is.
I think so. Yes.
This is my sister, Clover.
Hello, I'm Edward. Nice to meet you.
Bonesmen!
ALL: All here! All here!
Reverend Collins will offer grace.
Bonesmen first, God second.
COLLINS: Dear God, we thank you for guiding the Evans Family Trust
in the care of our beloved island,
so that we may come here with our families and our friends
in comfort and in privacy.
(SINGING)
He said he was gonna ask me to dance later.
Here we go.
Don't you dance, Mr. Wilson? Nobody asked me.
Well,
I think I'll take my chances.
I'm asking.
John is very fond of you. And I'm very fond of him.
He's talking of going off to fight with the English.
My father isn't particularly pleased about it
because he's one of the organizers of America First.
Wouldn't look very good for an isolationist's son to go off to war, would it?
Your brother John is a man of great conviction. I admire him.
And what about you, Mr. Wilson? What do you believe in?
Are you in school?
You don't say very much, do you?
When there's something worth saying.
Oh! Well.
I think I'm going to like you.
Mr. Hayes.
Gentlemen.
General William Sullivan, Mr. Edward Wilson.
It's a great honor, sir.
I'd get up and shake your hand, but my fucking feet are killing me.
Something about too much sugar in my blood and my urine.
So when do you boys start your pissing contest?
I'll excuse myself.
Thank you, Phillip.
Why don't you sit down?
You understand that whatever we discuss here doesn't leave this room.
Of course.
We'll eventually get involved in this war.
Not because we want to, but because we have to, and we should.
And the President has asked me to look into creating a Foreign Intelligence Service.
And if that happens, I'll be looking for patriotic, honorable, bright young men
from the right backgrounds to manage the various departments.
In other words, no Jews or Negroes,
and very few Catholics, and that's only because I'm a Catholic.
You'd be trained and commissioned in the Army and posted overseas.
If it's something you're interested in,
you have to be ready to leave at a moment's notice.
I don't want your answer now. Just think about it.
But this isn't a bunch of fraternity boys sitting around playing with their pricks.
This is for real. For America.
Have fun. And behave yourselves.
I'm supposed to be looking for the perfect husband.
Are you the perfect husband, Mr. Wilson?
Perfect in every way.
Then is there some reason that you won't put your arm around me?
SINGER: Day and night
Night and day
You are the one
I like this.
Very smart.
And under the sun
.. .near to me
Do you have a problem with women, Mr. Bones?
Do you love me?
What? Tell me you love me.
I love you.
Do you love me?
I do. I love you. I.. . I still don't believe you.
I love you. Say it. Say it.
I love you. I think I love you.. .
Look at me. Look at me! Stop. Stop.
Tell me! I love you! I think I love you.
As soon as the world comes to its senses, I'm going to travel.
London. Paris. Rome.
You can come with me.
Is everything all right?
Fine.
We're worlds apart.
What do you mean?
I feel like I'm just a curiosity to you.
That is not.. . That's not true.
I feel like I'm not real to you. That is not true.
Edward. That is not how I feel about you.
(LAURA CHUCKLING)
Edward?
John.
I've been looking everywhere for you.
My sister. She's pregnant.
I know you'll do what's expected of you.
MINISTER: Do you, Edward Bell Wilson, take Margaret Ann Russell
to be your lawfully wedded wife?
To love, honor and cherish
in sickness and in health
in good times and in bad times, until death do you part?
EDWARD: I do.
MINISTER: I now pronounce you man and wife.
(ALL CHEERING)
A man in uniform wants to see you.
Excuse me, Mother.
Did your mother and I ever tell you where we took our honeymoon?
MAN: Mr. Edward Wilson?
If we could speak alone, sir.
Would you like to sit down? No, thank you, sir.
General Sullivan sends his regards.
He wanted to ask you, sir, if you're still interested in seeing the rest of the world.
Yes, I certainly would be.
Good afternoon, sir. Thank you.
My orders came through. I'll be going overseas.
When?
In one week.
What are you going to do, Edward? Save the world?
WOMAN: You are safe here with me.
OFFICER: The photograph is particularly dark.
As we can see, there is a Caucasian man and a Negro woman.
The resolution breaks down pretty quickly.
The film stock is definitely Russian, low grade.
One of the areas we've been focusing on is the mosquito netting.
Mosquito netting is predominantly in Africa, Southeast Asia,
any tropical climate.
The window curtains here have a distinctive pattern on them of baobab trees,
also seen in Africa.
Next to the curtains, we can see the building's balustrade.
There's a pigeon here. It's kind of hard to make out.
Pigeons are mostly found in urban areas, town squares.
If you listen closely, you'll hear an airplane.
We've washed it out.
By the sound of the thrust of the jet engines,
we can determine that it's a plane taking off,
and more than 1,000 feet off the ground,
which would further suggest a large urban area.
On this section of the tape, when you clear out background noise,
you can hear a female voice.
WOMAN: I love you.
People who really love each other don't have secrets.
You are safe here with me.
Assuming we're talking about the same woman,
the linguists tell us her accent is French.
(RECORDING DISTORTED)
(WHINING) There's one word here, we can't make it out yet.
There's an unidentifiable noise washing her out.
(WOMAN'S VOICE DISTORTED)
It plays throughout the recording at a high frequency,
suggesting an air-raid siren of some sort.
We're gonna keep playing with it.
CHURCHILL: This is a time for everyone to stand together and hold firm
(AIR RAID SIREN WAILING)
as they are doing.
I express my admiration
for the exemplary manner
in which all the air-raid precaution services of London
are being discharged.
CLERK: May I help you? EDWARD: Yes.
I'm here to see the tailor about a fitting for a new suit.
Certainly. And what kind of suit would you be interested in this evening?
A tweed or worsted? Perhaps a nice gabardine?
Perhaps a worsted and a tweed.
Both single-breasted? Yes.
Two or three buttons, sir? Three buttons.
If you might come this way, please, sir.
Please. Our senior tailor will be right with you, sir.
Thank you.
Welcome to London.
You're going to have to learn as quickly and thoroughly as possible
the English system of intelligence. The black arts.
Particularly counterintelligence.
The uses of information, disinformation,
and how their use is, ultimately, power.
They've agreed to open their operations to us.
They can't win the war without us, but they don't really want us here.
Intelligence is their mother's milk and they don't like sharing the royal tit
with people who don't have titles.
Your London tutor is waiting to meet you.
This way, sir.
WOMAN 1: ...six-five megacycles at one, three, five, nine.
WOMAN 2: Eight point seven-six-five megacycles at one, three, five, nine.
(WOMAN SPEAKING GERMAN ON RADIO)
WOMAN 3: Four, two, zero, seven. Standing by.
WOMAN 1: .. .point seven-six-five megacycles at one, three, five, nine.
I should have known better than to use Stickney.
Job well done, Mr. Wilson. You blew a two-year operation for me.
I told General Sullivan to keep an eye on you. Just as well, really.
I was beginning to long for the bone-chilling cold of home.
It isn't personal.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Mr. Carlson? Is this the American Trade Bureau?
Which product?
Dry goods.
You're late. Yeah. That's what my mother said.
Raymond Duca Brocco, born May 8, 1907, New York City.
St. Ignatius High School, Fordham University.
Married Anita Delvecchio, two children.. .
Stephanie and David.
Six-foot-two, 182 pounds, black hair, brown eyes.
Military record, five years Intelligence.
Anything you'd like to add? Do you want to look up my ass, too?
You're working for me, Sergeant Brocco.
I'm working for the United States government, sir.
In this office, I am the United States government.
You're pretty sure of yourself for somebody who just began.
They wouldn't tell me your name.
Then how do you know you're not in the wrong place?
They said you were a serious SOB that didn't have any sense of humor.
There can't be two of you.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
Are you going to answer it?
Depends if I'm working for you or if I'm not.
One of your jobs, Sergeant, is answering the telephone.
Yes, sir.
Use your tradecraft well, particularly the use of black propaganda
and the ingredient known as playback.
Understanding how effectively your own disinformation
is actually working on the enemy.
It's almost four.
How do you spell syphilis? Is it one "L" or two?
Syphilis. One, I think. I never had it.
It's vital to penetrate the enemy's intelligence services.
Push them into an unreal world, as it were.
NEWSCASTER ON RADIO: Doctors in England today
announced that medical records taken from Adolf Hitler's personal physician,
Dr. Theodor Morell, revealed that Mr. Hitler had contracted syphilis
while serving in the German armed forces during World War I.
FREDERICKS: The very qualities that make a good intelligence officer,
a suspicious mind, a love of complexity and detail,
are the very qualities of someone you'll be observing.
Good evening, Lord Cooper.
I have some information that might be of interest to you.
FREDERICKS: The mental facility to detect conspiracies and betrayal
are the same qualities most likely to corrode natural judgment.
Everything that seems clear is bent. And everything that seems bent is clear.
Trapped in reflections,
you must learn to recognize when a lie masquerades as the truth,
and then deal with it efficiently, dispassionately.
We know you've been passing information to the German High Command.
FREDERICKS: Never give anyone time to think.
Now, I'm going to offer you one of two choices.
You set the tone of the discussion and quickly come to the point.
Either you can be executed for treason,
or you can continue to spy for the enemy here
and provide them with the information we provide you with.
Pass this on to your German friends. And if I find out it wasn't done,
there won't be a second chance.
You'll quite simply be hanged as a spy. Do we understand each other?
How do we know he won't be working for two masters?
Precisely. We don't.
How do I know if I can even trust you? You won't.
I mean, I hope you're lucky enough to meet someone you trust.
I regret to say
I haven't.
You must be young Edward.
Dr. Fredericks has told me so much about you.
Arch Cummings. Nice to meet you.
I understand we're of a like mind on many things.
Good schoolboys, Yale, Cambridge.
Dreamers.
They say to be an exceptional intelligence officer,
you have to have a steady mind,
an unwavering sense of belief in what you're doing,
and be a hopeless romantic.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
American Trade Bureau.
It's overseas, a Senator Russell for you.
Hello?
(SIREN WAILING)
Yes. Yeah. Yes, I can hear you.
Thank you for telling me.
Goodbye.
We had a boy.
Would you mind if we called him Edward? If we called him Edward Junior?
CLO VER: I love that. I think it's perfect. Fit for a king.
That's what I was thinking. Fit for a king. You like Edward?
(CLO VER CHUCKLING)
I think he likes it.
So, how are you? Are you
saving the world and keeping us safe?
Sometimes.
What color are his eyes?
Hello?
ARCH: When he's old enough, you can read it to him.
It's a first edition.
Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol. It was my father's.
He would read it to me when I was a boy.
Thank you.
I had an unfortunate discovery today.
A man that works for me, sat just outside my door.
I found out he had given a rose to a woman with a small note.
The rose was quite lovely, an Abyssinian rose,
its stem neatly wrapped in silk paper. All quite beautiful and touching,
save for the fact that the paper was filled with secret writing for her German friends
detailing changes to the American order of battle here.
Excuse me, sir.
Thank you. Thank you, sir.
How did the Irish poet say it?
"A friend for today is tomorrow's heartbreak."
Do you know what my deepest fear is? That I will end up friendless.
Completely alone.
I think you two know each other.
Richard. I didn't expect to see you. Hello, Edward.
Mr. Hayes has come over to work with us in Special Operations.
I hope you don't mind, I've invited him to join our conversation.
I'm afraid our dear English teacher has a bad habit of making easy friendships.
You know, of course, about his particular sexual tastes.
I'm afraid he's not been very discriminating in his partners.
Some people are extremely worried about his exposure.
I hope you two can help sort this rather delicate matter out for us.
This seems to me to be a problem for the British.
Why are we involved?
The British are a civilized people.
They don't eat their own. They have somebody do it for them.
So why are you telling me?
I'm giving you an opportunity to handle it. Or somebody else will.
I'm sorry you've been brought into this.
If the headmaster won't listen to reason, you might want to tie your shoe.
I'm sorry it has to be this way.
It's not something I'm happy about having to be doing.
Have you thought at all about maybe going back to teaching again full-time?
They're concerned about my personal associations, aren't they?
Cambridge boys stick together like glue.
I'm far too democratic in my tastes for them.
They like pressed trousers and proper buttons.
No. I've done all the teaching I intend to do.
I am who I am.
I'll suffer that.
Please. You've given all the service that you can.
It's time to retire.
The good schoolboy will be close by.
He'll want to know my response.
I understand if you want to tie your shoe.
It's a dirty business, Edward. I've been part of it for far too long.
(BELL TOLLING)
You might want to think about getting yourself a new pair of shoes, Edward.
There's a wonderful shop in St. James'.
Mr. Pettibone's. He's bootmaker to the King.
But then, I suppose we all are in our own way, aren't we?
Bootmakers to kings.
Get out while you still can.
While you still believe.
While you still have a soul.
FREDERICKS: Hello. Any of you chaps got a light?
(FREDERICKS SHOUTING)
(FREDERICKS SCREAMING)
I'm sorry.
He knew too much.
You understand.
WOMAN: People who really love each other don't have secrets.
You are safe here with me.
It appears the word we couldn't make out
had its sound wave significantly clipped by whoever made this tape.
We restored it by amplifying specific frequencies seen on the oscilloscope.
Cochinos is Spanish for "pigs." EDWARD: Let me hear it again.
And the siren noise we couldn't pinpoint before were hiding church bells.
(BELLS TOLLING)
For some reason, other noises were added to distort the bells.
In the makeup table's mirror, you can actually make out the reflection
of a church steeple,
whose three belfries correspond with the bells you hear.
The volume indicates that the church is across the street,
again, possibly on a town square.
On the nightstand, we can see a clock radio.
It reads almost 10:00, which would correspond with the church bells.
I also have audio of a ceiling fan.
It's a four-blade, standard ceiling fan. We don't know where it's from.
There is something here.
It could be nothing significant, maybe a candle, a paperweight.
Or it may be something personal
that we could identify the people in the room with.
We're going to wash it again, maybe see what's there.
EDWARD: How long until there's some definition
as to exactly where we are?
OFFICER: We're going as quickly as we can, sir.
(ANNOUNCER SPEAKING GERMAN)
ALLEN: How are Clover and your little boy? EDWARD: Good, thank you.
You know, he's almost five.
ALLEN: You made quite a name for yourself in London.
The World War is over.
The war for the world has just begun.
In every liberated country, there will be a battle between us and the Russians
for their hearts and minds.
Since we dropped the bomb, they're feeling a little short between the legs.
The Russians still live in the 19th century. Beets and potatoes.
All that will change dramatically. Right now, they're gobbling up territory,
taking home every scientist they can steal. In 10 years, they'll have the bomb.
We have to get anyone that can be useful to us out of Berlin before they do.
Churchill was right.
We shouldn't have stopped marching until we reached Moscow.
They're from Switzerland.
I had them sent with the pouch to Berlin.
They're a weakness of mine.
When I was a child, my mother would always reward me with a chocolate.
It's a dreadful habit.
Chocolates or seeking approval?
Both.
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
He was an officer in the Abwehr, German Military Intelligence.
He says he knows the location of certain Nazi V-2 rocket scientists in hiding.
Ask him where he wants to go.
(INTERPRETER SPEAKING GERMAN)
He wants to go to Chicago. He has relatives there.
Tell him if he provides us with the names and locations of the scientists,
I'll arrange an exit visa for him.
(WHISPERING) As soon as he's served his purpose, turn him over to the Nazi catchers.
An ex-Waffen-SS Group Commander would like to speak with you about asylum.
It's very ugly, isn't it?
It isn't meant to be jewelry.
I lost the sound in one ear altogether.
I can hear with the help of the apparatus out of this ear,
but they say in one year or so.. .
You hardly notice it's there.
(WHISPERING) The Russians are interested in making a prisoner swap.
We are prepared to offer you some Jewish scientists liberated in the East
for some Nazi scientists you have here in Berlin.
These are the names we're willing to discuss.
I understand your cryptonym for me is Ulysses.
Is that for the James Joyce book or the Greek myth?
Do you know what our code name is for you?
Mother.
I took the first hot bath yesterday I've taken in three years,
since the siege of Stalingrad.
I sat for hours,
looking out the window,
soaking.
When I was a soldier, my fingers were frostbitten.
Since then, when I get cold,
there is a pain.
Maybe you shouldn't live in Russia.
We all have our weaknesses.
What is yours?
I had heard you were silent.
"Made of stone," they said.
What is the expression? "The silence is deafening."
You are going to be a formidable adversary, Mother.
I look forward to our association.
I hope it lasts for a long time.
WOMAN: I love you.
People who really love each other don't have secrets.
You are safe here with me.
OFFICER: We were able to make out the brand of the fan.
It's called a Froid. It's Belgian.
The object on the nightstand, we're still trying to find out what this is.
We just can't get any more definition out of it.
EDWARD JR.: Who is this?
Who's this?
Hello, Father. You have a birthday coming up.
I'm going to be five soon.
You're a big boy.
I'm bigger than Andrew, and he's six.
Is your mother there? What? I can't hear you.
Is your mother there?
She's getting dressed to go out with her friend.
He has a new car. He let me drive with him.
EDNA: Hello, Mr. Wilson. This is Edna.
Mrs. Wilson is upstairs. She's getting ready for dinner.
I'll tell her you're on the phone.
I'll call back.
Pardon me.
Do you need me for anything else? No, thank you.
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
Do you ever eat, Mr. Carlson?
I like to cook. Would you like a home-cooked meal?
Have you ever read Ovid? Metamorphoses in the original Latin?
It's quite beautiful.
"I grabbed a pile of dust and, holding it up,
"foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust.
"I forgot to ask that they be years of youth."
Bravo.
I should be going.
Would you like to stay?
Would you like me to?
I would like you to very much.
Maybe we could go somewhere together?
The lakes in Bavaria are still beautiful.
There was an inn there before the war where they served breakfast in bed all day.
(HUMMING)
Hanna?
HANNA: I hope you never go home.
Bavaria is really a beautiful place.
I was born there. My grandmother lived there.
I really miss her.
Why don't we go?
EDWARD: I let a stranger into our house.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
Mother! Father's here! Mother!
Hello, Edward.
Hello, Clover.
I.. .
I like to be called Margaret now.
It's very nice to see you.
It's good to see you, too.
I made something for you.
See? It's a ship.
But it's got the flag of England.
And then I put a pirate flag there.
And if you like, you can count
how many sails there are.
You want to try that?
EDWARD JR.: Fifteen.
That's right.
Fifteen.
No, no, it's yours. I made it for you.
If it's all right with you,
I thought maybe we could sleep in separate beds for a while,
just until we get to know each other again.
I made up the spare room.
All right.
What do you hear from your brother John?
I thought you knew. He was killed in Burma, in 1944.
You never mentioned it in any of your letters.
There wasn't very much to say.
Six years is a long time.
I was Ionely and I was with a man once.
He wasn't very interesting.
Were you with anyone?
It was a mistake.
Thank you for the ship you made for me.
You're welcome.
I'm glad you like it.
Mother said you were in the war.
Did you fight? Did you kill anybody?
No.
Good night. Good night.
No! You're it!
Hello, Father. Hello, Edward. Hello.
Hello, dear.
There's somebody waiting for you in the den.
General.
Edward.
I'm sorry to barge in on you like this. Your wife kindly helped me to a drink.
My feet, they keep cutting off pieces of them.
It's not dignified for men to have to die from the feet up.
Well, while everybody's been feeling good about themselves,
the Soviets, without firing a shot, have taken over half the world.
They're breathing down our necks.
They'll be in our backyard before you know it.
So, I've been telling the President
about the need to create a new Foreign Intelligence Service.
One that would do in peacetime what OSS did during the war.