( Thunder booming )
Prisoner: Where am I?
Man: In the village.
What do you want?
Information.
Whose side are you on?
That would be telling.
We want information.
Information...
You won't get it.
( Bubbling )
By hook or by crook, we will.
Who are you?
The new number two.
Who is number one?
You are number six.
I am not a number, I am a free man!
( Number two laughs )
Number six: Now.
Woman: A circle.
Right.
Now.
A... star.
Right.
Thank you, number six.
What for?
For letting me practice
my mind-reading act on you.
Now.
A square... No, a cross.
No, a square, definitely.
You're sure it's a square?
Yes.
I don't know what I'd have done without you.
Nobody else believed in me.
They have no imagination.
You should concentrate.
Otherwise you won't be ready
for the village festival.
There's still a month.
Now!
A cross.
Right.
Now?
Three wavy lines.
That's the lot.
Can I take another picture?
You've taken five already.
I need practice if I'm to stand a chance
in the photographic section.
Is there any event you haven't entered?
Only the pole vault, but I might.
Bet you... ow!
Oh! I'm terribly sorry.
Did it hurt?
It's a mortal injury.
Wounded for life. Look.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
It was clumsy of me.
Don't worry, it will mend itself.
Can I still take the picture?
You'll have to hurry up.
17 out of 25 is quite remarkable.
Couldn't it just mean that we're... simpatico?
It might, but there's more to it than that.
Out of the last four runs, you've got 73 out of 100.
You're gifted.
Like it?
Well, as you say, you, uh...
Need a little more practice.
Yes, I see what you mean.
Could we try another?
What? That's all right.
What do you want me to do?
Well, uh, uh, look this way.
And... put your hand to your face.
Yes... but not over your face, just to your...
Thinking...
Yes, that's marvelous.
Yes, I'll keep this one for myself.
Um, can we try another run with the cards?
No, no, it's getting late.
You'll reduce your average
and get discouraged.
You care?
Don't forget the cards.
Tomorrow?
We'll see.
Tomorrow.
( Door buzzes )
See you.
Switch me into number six.
Closer, and infrared.
Breathing is shallow.
Sleep is light.
Let's deepen it for him, shall we?
Pulsator.
Visual.
( Rhythmic humming )
Oral.
( Sighs )
( Zapping )
Left-handed, number 12.
( Sighs )
( Groans, mumbles )
( Phone beeping )
Number two: Good morning, number 12.
I hope you slept well after your flight.
I'll expect you for breakfast in 15 minutes.
Good morning, number 12.
Be seeing you.
Morning, number 12.
Nice to see you again.
Miss, why do you call me number 12?
Well, that's what you were called when I last saw you.
( Door buzzes )
Ah, my dear chap!
Delighted to see you.
( Chuckles )
You're looking fine, you really are.
I don't mind telling you
we had to pull every string we could
in order to get you seconded back to us.
Now, breakfast.
A LA carte, table d'hote.
Oh?
Yes, they screamed
as if I were taking their pensions away.
Did they?
( Chuckles )
Do you think I'd forgotten
we used to call you flapjack Charlie?
Even in those days it was obvious
you were going to make a top field man.
Here am I, stuck in admin.
You always did enjoy your food.
Even before a job from the black file.
Sorry I didn't shave.
Couldn't find a razor.
Oh, my dear chap, I'm so sorry.
Must have been mislaid.
Strange apartment.
And after all that flying.
You must feel a bit disorientated.
Yes... what's it's all about?
Our prize prisoner.
The one we call number six.
Toughest case I've ever handled.
I could crack him, of course
but I can't use the normal techniques.
He's too valuable.
Mustn't damage him permanently
say our masters.
That's why I need you.
Why do you need me?
You bring two great gifts to bear.
Firstly your ability as an agent.
Oh, yes. Secondly?
You have a unique physical advantage.
Physical advantage
of growing a mustache overnight?!
( Laughs ) No, not quite.
You took longer that time in bucharest.
Bucharest?
You remember how Susan hated you without it?
She told me she wouldn't kiss you
until you grew it again.
Yes, good for Susan.
You know, you really do bear a remarkable resemblance.
Remarkable.
Your job, number 12, will be to impersonate him.
Take his sense of reality away.
Once he begins to doubt his own identity, he'll crack.
What do you think of the idea?
I think it has... Fascinating possibilities
but you'll have an awful job convincing me that I am not your number six.
Ah... chuckles)
Excellent, number 12... of course.
Always the professional.
Started living the part already, eh?
Oh, that reminds me...
Allow me.
You're now officially...
Number six.
I shan't need this to remind me that I am...
Your number six.
You'll find all his background details in here.
Study them.
Uh, you want to watch that, number 12.
Number six is right-handed.
Yes, we'll just have to make a very few changes.
Oh, don't worry... I'll get
a couple of my girls to work you over a little.
But they're very pretty.
You'd hardly know yourself, would you, number 12?
( Door buzzes )
Number two: This is number six's.
Familiarize yourself with it.
I want you to look as much at home here as he does.
That shouldn't be too difficult.
( Chuckles ) The idea is that when he comes back...
in a few minutes, as a matter of fact...
you will be in possession.
It's not the same.
The same?
You've changed things.
Little things.
This rubbish.
It's nof mine.
This should be gilt
not silver.
I shouldn't try that line with him if I were you.
Number six has got a very strong sense of territory.
You won't shake him on his possessions.
No, you won't.
Mm-hmm. Oh, um, once we get started
even I won't be able to tell you apart.
You'll need a password to identify yourself.
The password is gemini.
Well, yes, he should be here in a minute.
I think it's more effective if you meet him alone.
Oh, uh... good luck.
( Door buzzes )
( Man whistling )
What the devil...?
Oh, very good.
Very, very good indeed.
One of number two's little ideas, I suppose?
Where did they get you...
a people's copying service?
Or are you one of those double agents
we hear so much about these days?
Seeing that you've gone to so much trouble
the least I can do is offer you a drink.
Scotch.
I take it I'm supposed to go
all fuzzy around the edges
and run off into the distance screaming "who am I?"
Probably... no idea.
Would you like some ice?
Thank you.
I think it spoils it myself.
Yes... I always keep it in that thermos bucket over there.
You know, I never realized
I had a freckle on the right-hand side of my nose.
When they come to film my life story, you've got the part.
Cigar?
Oh, you'll, um, have to learn
to smoke it right-handed first.
And you how to light a cigar.
( Coughing )
And you how to smoke my brand
without having a heart attack.
There's some black Russian cigarettes
in the box there on the table.
I never touch them myself.
It's not going to work, you know.
Certainly isn't.
Why don't you run away and play somewhere else?
I have a very strong sense of identity.
You... oh, yes, of course, I'm sorry.
I was forgetting you're supposed to be me.
You are the goody number six
and I am the baddy who is supposed to be
proving you wrong, is that it?
That's right, except there's no supposed about it.
I'll tell you what.
Um... why don't we settle this like gentlemen?
Oh, you're claiming to be a gentleman, too?
Oh, very good, very good, indeed.
That line is worthy of me.
We're both claiming to be number six, are we not?
I am number six, you are doing the claiming.
Well, let's prove which one is correct.
How?
Oh, many ways.
Pistol-shooting, for instance.
What was number six's average?
90 percent.
Correct. Shall we go?
Where?
The recreation room.
Don't wish to take unfair advantage.
Check synchronization. One...
Two... three.
Good.
Electronic, you see? No bullets.
Can't kill anyone with them.
Number two takes no chances.
Three-second intervals all right?
Whatever you say.
I'm, uh, sorry, old boy.
Um, number six is a right-handed shot.
Good.
Ready to go now.
Three-second intervals.
Now, one, two, three.
( Zapping )
It's uncanny.
Number 12 has caught the man's whole style.
In Haiti, we'd say he has stolen his soul.
Well, I certainly shoot more like me than you do.
What does all that prove?
That you should have put in more shooting practice
before you took on this job.
How's your fencing?
You should know, you've studied my file.
Turning the tables... Very neat.
"These foils have all a length?"
"Aye, my good lord."
Hamlet, act five.
Scene two.
You have done your homework, haven't you?
No, you've done yours.
Even the Shakespeare bit.
( Both chuckle )
Oh, yes, good agricultural stuff
but hardly have got you my place on the... olympic... team!
No swordsman, no shot, either.
If ever...
If ever you do challenge me to a duel
your safest bet would be battle axes
in a very dark cellar.
Uh, you... you still claim to be number six?
It's beginning to get on my nerves a little bit.
I suppose you're an olympic boxer as well, are you?
Oh, you should know, it's in my record.
Perhaps you'd like to...
Find out.
So now...
Come on, make up your mind.
Are you, uh, orthodox or southpaw?
( Grunts )
I'm surprised at number two.
His agents just aren't
what they were.
( Roaring' )
Oh, dear.
Looks as though we're in trouble with the headmaster.
Must be confusing for it
not knowing which one of us to bite.
This way.
Number six.
Come along in.
Heard you were having a spot of bother.
( Beeping, zapping )
Who are you?
( Tensely ): Switch that idiot thing off.
I'm getting cramp.
Who are you?
You know who I am.
I am number six!
Where did you come from?
You know that, too.
How did you get here?
You know that better than I do.
I was unconscious at the time, if you remember!
What was your purpose in coming here?
I had none.
I'll go away again if you like!
How did your people know that number six was here?
What people?
How did they know enough to produce you?!
I do not understand!
( Higher-pitched beeping )
What were you doing in the recreation room?
Teaching that synthetic twin of mine how to shoot and fence!
( Louder beeping )
For the last time...
What do your people want with number six?!
I am number six.
I... am... number six.
Number six... Six! Six! Six! Six!
( Beeping stops )
Hmm... your boy is dedicated to his work.
I told you he was a tough nut, number 12.
No, no, six... Number six.
Oh, you're quite right, of course.
That was careless of me.
He might have heard.
( Muttering ): Six...
Six...
Do you still insist you're number six?
Yes...
Your mind can lie but your body can't.
You'll see.
By the time we finish with him
he won't know whether he's number six or the cube root of infinity.
Now, this should be rather interesting.
We have a complete set of number six's fingerprints.
Yes, I know my own fingerprints.
Let's start with the thumb, shall we?
That's mine.
Never off duty, are you?
And I suppose you know your fingerprints, too?
Yes...
That's mine.
So that if I say that, on the contrary
it belongs to number six, one of us is lying.
Not at all.
As I am number six, we'd both be telling the truth.
Let's find out, shall we?
There, that's my thumb.
Now it's your turn.
Right thumb only, I think.
Simple... foolproof.
Too simple and foolproof.
Oh?
Very ingenious.
And scientific.
The trouble with science
is that it can be perverted.
I'm inclined to agree, number two.
You agree?
I'm inclined to believe in human instinct.
How do you mean?
Well, I mean that...
If I were in his shoes
I'd rather be convinced by a human being
than by a piece of machinery.
You have something in mind?
Certainly.
May I?
Oh...
Number 24.
Alison?
Yes?
I'm at number two's residence.
Could you come over right away?
I was just going to wash my hair.
Don't worry about that, won't take a minute.
And, Alison...
Bring the cards with you.
What do you hope to achieve?
To prove that I am number six
and he is a fake.
That's what you wanted, isn't it?
That's what it's all about, hmm?
Yes.
( Door buzzes )
Good heavens, it can't be.
Mother nature has been up to her tricks again.
It's weird... I mean, which one of you...
I am the original.
He is the economy pack.
But it's impossible.
On the contrary.
But I still don't understand which of you is...
That is what you are here to settle.
Number two says it's not possible.
Oh, I see, that's why you wanted me to bring the cards.
That's right.
I don't follow.
Number six and I have a mental link.
Yes, now let's see which one of us
you have a mental link with.
I think a run of five should be sufficient.
Right.
Now.
Square.
Now.
Circle.
Now.
Cross.
Steady... Just, just relax.
It's exactly the same as it was in my cottage.
I'm... looking at the next card now.
You ready?
Cross.
Now?
Three wavy lines.
Now.
A square.
A run of five, you said, did you?
Good.
Now.
Three wavy lines.
Now.
A cross.
Now.
Star.
Now.
A circle.
Now.
A square.
You don't have to tell me
I just know that was five out of five.
He's the one... he's number six.
I could have identified myself much earlier
but it would hardly have been fair.
Isn't it awful?
I took it last night.
He's all arms and legs.
Actually, there was a much simpler way to identify number six.
He has a mole on his left wrist.
Oh, yes, of course.
So does this one, my dear.
There, you see?
Well, if you gentlemen are finished for today
if you don't mind, I'll see the young lady home.
Be seeing you.
What in heaven's name made you do
a stupid thing like that?
Surely you must realize
that number six and that girl
have got a genuine rapport.
Someone's going to have to pay dearly for this.
Number 118!
Why was there no mole
on number 12's left wrist?
I said why was there no mole?!
Don't you realize you've jeopardized the whole operation?
Report to me first thing in the morning. First thing!
( Man laughing )
My dear chap...
There was a much simpler way to identify number six.
He has a mole on his left wrist.
Number two: Who are you?
Alison: He's the one... He's number six.
( Mad laughter )
He's cracking, number 12.
Won't be long now.
The left hand
number 12.
( Zapping )
Your left hand.
It's always left...
That's right.
Now catch!
( Zapping )
Number six ( Dazed): I am... number 12.
I am... left-handed.
I am number 12.
I do not... smoke cigars.
I do not smoke white cigarettes.
I smoke... black cigarettes.
Black cigarettes.
I smoke... flapjacks are my favorite dish.
Flapjacks...
Favorite dish.
( Electrical crackling )
Number “b: Don't forget, number 'b, you're now left -handed.
You're now left-handed.
Zapping, shouts )
( Roaring' )
( Whooshing, whining )
Enough.
Let's see how number six is getting on, shall we?
Number six?
Control room, number six is gone.
Find him.
The atmosphere is very different here
from what it was elsewhere.
What's the password?
Gemini.
That's not the password.
( Roaring' )
( Whooshing, whining )
( Phone beeps )
Yes?
Control room here.
Negative search results so far.
No trace of him yet, sir.
Send out a general alarm.
Orange alert.
( Door buzzes )
I'm a very light sleeper.
It's in my file.
Five-yard range.
Nerve gas.
One squirt, you're paralyzed.
Two squirts, you're dead.
( Dazed): Couldn't sleep.
Came here because...
Who am I?
You know who you are.
You're number 12.
Yes... yes... I'm number 12...
Sometimes... in my dreams...
I'm... I'm somebody else.
Who?
I don't know.
Sometimes in my dreams, I...
Resign my job.
Why did you resign your job?
In your dream?
Sometimes I'm here in my dreams and I come back.
I wonder now...
Who am I?
Why am I here?
I think we'll call number two.
He might be able to help.
The password!
I don't know what...
I don't know what you're talking about.
What is it?
What password?
What is it?
Schizoid... schizoid man.
Schizoid man.
What's your name?
Curtis.
Give me your left wrist.
You won't get far.
Won't I? We'll see about that.
( Roaring' )
( Whooshing, whining )
Schizoid man.
( Roaring' )
( Panting )
Screaming y
get me number two.
Curtis here.
Password?
Schizoid man.
Number six is dead.
What?!
He's dead. Rover got him.
Control room!
Deactivate Rover immediately pending further instruction.
( Door buzzing )
We're still trying to discover
why Rover killed number six.
There's going to be hell to pay.
Mm-hmm. You're to return immediately to report your failure.
My failure?
You wanted him broken, I've broken him.
I wasn't to know he'd go berserk.
Nor was I.
You studied him, you should have known.
It was your idea.
That's a strange thing to say.
You know it wasn't.
Well, you certainly didn't resist.
Bearing in mind its origin, no, I didn't.
Nor did you.
Recriminations aren't going to help.
It's a disgrace for us both. When do I leave?
Half an hour.
Oh, they, uh, they want you to talk
to the girl Alison before you go.
Yes? What for?
They think she may have some insight
into number six's motivations.
Oh...
( Knock on door )
Come in.
Just leaving.
I thought we ought to have a little chat.
Oh?
You're supposed to have had
a certain rapport with number six.
My masters will want to know
if you had any insight into his mind.
Insight?
Yes, I... I don't believe
in such things myself, but, um...
You were supposed to be able to read
each other's minds.
It doesn't work like that.
Ah... How does it work?
In, uh, spasms.
Little things.
Sudden coincidences
which aren't really coincidences.
Ah?
Bad habit of mine, playing with lighters.
( Chuckles )
I'll probably start a fire one day.
Well, you've nothing to tell me.
I'll be on my way.
Be seeing you.
You ready?
Yes, just coming.
Oh, by the way, have you thought any more
about that proposition
I put to you when you arrived?
Sorry, I've had no time.
But you must have some views?
I'm afraid not.
Look, old chap, we've been through many scrapes before
but we've never fallen out over them.
The general's not going to behead you.
We won't know until I've reported to the general, will we?
Report to the general?
That's a new one.
Well, I don't mean report to him personally.
For Pete's sake, you...
You know what I mean.
You are edgy.
Never known you quite so strung up.
You mean I'm not as I was?
Yes. I remember Susan saying only a month ago that you're
generally quite unflappable.
You have changed.
We all change.
The job.
It changes us.
Yes.
It's a quick flip in the helicopter to the landing strip
and you pick up a jet from there.
Oh, excuse me.
I'm ashamed of what I did to number six yesterday.
Why are you telling me?
Everyone has to tell someone.
It was your job.
It was a betrayal.
Isn't everything we do here a betrayal?
It's not often one gets a second chance.
There are no second chances.
There are sometimes for the lucky ones.
If I had a second chance, I want you to know that I wouldn't do it again.
Well, bon voyage.
Thank you.
Oh, one last thing.
You forgot
security regulations.
Must be obeyed.
The blindfold, old chap.
Oh, yes, yes, of course.
You, uh, you won't forget to give Susan my regards, will you?
I won't. Good-bye.
Good-bye.
Susan...
Died a year ago, number six.
( Slam echoes )