(Military Music)
(Inaudible)
What shall we do now?
(Loud Traffic Noise)
(Man) Excuse me, we are strangers here.
Could you please tell me where the Tilrova factory commences?
(Woman) Just go through the gate. lt's the first door on the left.
The first door on the left. Thank you.
(Guide) Well, ladies and gentlemen, it's time that we start.
Will you be kind enough to follow me?
What l'm going to show you will be mainly the traditional things.
Up here, l can show you a detail in the production
which we're rather proud of showing.
As you see, flowers are modelled petal by petal,
and this is an art which has survived at the factory for almost 200 years.
And you will see the garland there takes two days to complete.
As you see, the flowers are modelled petal by petal,
and stamen by stamen.
Even in very small flowers, you can find as many as 10-15 stamens,
And the garland you see here takes around two days to complete.
The figurine which you see being ornated with flowers here
was first made as a gift from Danish women to our late king.
Please follow me farther up here. As we go on farther down here...
(Inaudible)
l can show you floral leaf painting.
lf you can move around here, l think that everybody will be able to see.
Perhaps you could come a bit closer and have a look.
at how these are painted.
Over one thousand different colours are used for the set,
all painted by free hand.
And now we can proceed to the next department.
Please follow me here.
(Inaudible)
(Figurine Shattering)
(Inaudible)
- You can dial the number yourself. - Thank you.
Miss Kusenov. Where's your father?
Oh.
Fine. Alright now, listen to this.
Do you know a department store here called Den Permanente?
Den Permanente. That's right.
It closes at 5:30. I want you and your parents to be shopping there at 5:15.
Now, as soon as you arrive there, be aware that we will be outside.
(Guide) Please follow me farther.
(Closing Bell Ringing)
(Cycle Bell Ringing)
Aaaargh!
Tamara!
Oh!
(Tyres Screeching)
Get your heads down, quick!
Alright, they've gone.
(Gasping And Sobbing)
- Here. - Oh, thank you.
(Tamara) Ow! Ow!
Go right up.
Thank you.
- Are you alright now? - It was very clumsy, this operation.
- What? - In front of the store. Very clumsy.
- Well, you got away, didn't you? - We wouldn't have done it like that.
(Engines Revving)
- Over - - Will you contact Wiesbaden?
Ask them how long a wait there'll be on that C135 to Washington.
And ask them to send somebody over to the PX
and get some stockings for a young lady, about 5'6''...
A couple of different sizes, I guess.
- (Nordstrom) Hello. - (Man) Hi.
This is Mr and Mrs Kusenov and their daughter Tamara.
- Mr McKittreck and Mr Blake. - Madame.
Would you come this way, please?
Well, what's he like?
He's a darling man. You'll see.
He's what you wanted. He's really a big one
They must be raising hell in Moscow today.
Is that the White House?
No, that's the Capital Building. The seat of the government.
I'll show you the White House further along.
There it is.
It's nice.
- Morning, Howard. - Good morning.
This is where you'll live, for a while. Come along.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Where is this?
We'd like you to be comfortable here and to feel at home.
If there's anything at all we can -
- Is it your house? - No, but I'll be here quite often.
Mrs Fawcett, this is Mr and Mrs Kusenov and their daughter Tamara.
Mrs Fawcett will be looking after you.
- You must be tired. - Yes.
I'll take you upstairs in just a few minutes.
Mr Kusenov, we would like you in here for a few minutes.
- Please, if you don't mind. - Alright, yes.
(McKittreck) All three of you.
- Why? - I beg your pardon?
It isn't necessary for them.
We will want all three of you, please, one at a time.
Mrs Kusenov, please.
- Now what's the matter, Mike? - Couldn't that wait till tomorrow?
Why?
They've had a pretty rough 24 hours. They need to relax.
Didn't they relax on the plane? I always do.
Here he is.
- Hm? - Devereaux.
- Good. I ask you not to be difficult. - Then let him show some respect.
Respect? It's something he rarely shows. As second-in-command -
I'm not such an imbecile that he has to tell me what and what not to say.
- Oh, no. - No, no!
I do not need him at military meetings.
Yes, you do.
I'm sorry. You've been here from Paris only a few months.
He has been here in Washington several years.
Then he is too close to the Americans.
I agree. But the closeness has value.
He's built up the best intelligence network in the western hemisphere.
He's very expert, and he's a dedicated man.
And... I too sometimes wish that he would show some respect.
(Intercom Buzzing)
(Woman) Mr Devereaux is here.
- Yes, let him come in. - Yes, sir.
Good morning, d'Arcy.
Good morning, General.
We received a message from Paris.
A high Russian intelligence official has defected to the Americans.
- How long ago? - We don't know.
Why didn't you know about this, uh?
Because the Americans didn't tell me.
How did Paris know about this?
Did the Russians tell them?
It's peculiar, don't you think?
A Russian intelligence officer defects,
and someone in Moscow rushes over to the phone and calls Paris.
Who? Why?
- What? - No, Andre.
How Paris got its information is not our concern.
We've been asked to find out where the defector is being hidden.
- Why? - Huh?
What will Paris do once we have found out?
- Pass the information to Moscow? - Andre!
And so two men will arrive to liquidate him.
What are you trying to say?
Nothing, General.
I just wonder how Paris got the information.
- Anything else? - No.
- This is the dress in that magazine? - Yes, it is.
Yes. That's right.
He's here. I'll tell him.
These are six classified top secret documents of NATO.
- I am an authority on NATO. - That's what you keep telling us.
They're numbered and initialled,
and we want to know which of them crossed your desk in Moscow.
This one.
They are fakes. Those two. To see if I really know. To test me.
You are childish. These are fakes.
When did you become a deputy chief of the KGB?
This is of no concern to you.
We'd like to be the ones to decide that.
No, I will decide.
What the hell do you think you're here for?
I asked for sanctuary and protection for myself, my wife and my child.
- And you got it. - But I gave you no understanding.
The hell you didn't. You're in this business. You know the score.
Still, I gave you no understanding.
Look, the way you're going,
you may find yourself on the steps of the Russian Embassy.
And that would be the end for me.
But you would never get another defector.
(Phone Rings)
Colonel Kusenov, does the word ''topaz'' mean anything to you?
- In what context? - Just the word ''topaz''.
- (Kusenov) lt's a gem used in jewellery. - (Agent) In intelligence matters?
- Where have you seen this word? - (Agent) What does it mean to you?
- It's for you, Mike. - (Kusenov) Nothing.
You've never used it, or heard it used? Topaz as a code word.
No.
(Man) General Kusenov, here is a list...
- Who is it? - Your secretary.
Yes, Peggy, what is it?
From the French what?
Andre Devereaux? What did he want?
Oh.
Alright. Call him back and say yes and find out what time.
Right. See you later.
What did he want?
He called and asked me to dinner.
Well?
I had dinner with him only two nights ago.
- Hello, Bea. Where's my wife? - She just went into the dining room.
- Did she get my message? - Yes, she did.
Yes, l did.
- Hello, my love. - Hello.
Why are we having Mike Nordstrom for dinner?
I thought it would be nice.
I ran into him, and he said it had been so long since he had seen you,
so I asked him to dinner.
- Suddenly, today? - What are we having for dinner?
Roast veal grandmere. Do you know what that is?
- Mm. It's heaven. - And I made it especially for you.
If we had known you were bringing Mike Nordstrom,
we'd have made a Yankee pot roast.
- Let's have a drink. - Mm.
- Is the ice out, Bea? - It's there.
Now... why did you suddenly ask Mike to dinner?
Because he adores your food.
And... you want something out of him.
I promise you, it's going to be a short evening.
Oh, I wish we could go home to Paris.
You could easily have a job in the foreign office.
Who said so?
Claire d'Arcy.
- Diplomats' wives should not talk. - All wives talk.
She also said that you are too involved with the Americans.
D'Arcy is an ass.
Andre, you are French, and not supposed to be mixed up
in this Cold War between the Americans and the Russians.
- You are neutral. - No-one is neutral.
I don't want you to be killed.
- I'll go in just a minute, I promise. - No, we don't want you to go.
Don't be polite. I just want to finish my coffee.
I've often wondered why that lethal weapon has such a place of honour.
(Andre) That carbine? lt's Nicole's.
I used it in the Resistance.
OK, I'm going.
And you two secret agents can settle down and be secret agents.
I wish you wouldn't use such words, my love.
Why? Who do you think you are fooling, my master spy?
Everybody in Washington knows you are not a commercial attache.
Everybody in Washington knows that the chief of Russian intelligence
is the chauffeur who drives a car for -
Everybody in Washington does not know these things.
And I would thank you not to repeat them.
- Go to bed. - Where did you hear that?
From my butcher.
I'll be glad when Michele gets here
and I can talk to someone who is not looking over his shoulder.
Oh, is your daughter coming over from Paris?
Her husband's reporting on the opening of the United Nations.
We are going to see them in New York and have a marvellous holiday.
And we are not going to see a single, solitary spy.
You might stumble over a few if you go to the United Nations.
We are not going there. Michele and her husband are.
- We are going to have fun. Right? - Right.
I seem to gather, Nicole, that you don't care much for the work we do.
- How did you guess? - You should be used to it by now.
The wife never gets used to it.
But I like you, Mike. For an intelligence man, you are very nice.
Thank you. And thank you very much for a beautiful dinner.
- Brandy? - Yes. Thanks.
She wants you to quit.
- You thinking about it? - No.
I understand you have a Russian defector.
- What is his name? - Boris Kusenov.
We have him at a safe house outside Washington.
I did know what I was getting into when I was asked to dinner.
Then why did you come?
To tell you everything you want to know.
Provided I don't pass the information back on to Paris?
Mm-hm. McKittreck says I'm taking a big chance. Am I?
Mike, you and I have done things for each other
that no other agents in this town would do.
And I'd like to keep it that way.
- (McKittreck) What do you mean? - (Mrs Kusenov) Boris!
(Kusenov) l will not betray my country.
- (Kusenov) l won't destroy it. - No, Papa!
Boris, it is not to destroy.
I am sick of these questions.
I am sick of this inquisition.
You knew what you were in for.
If you'd had me in Russia and I wouldn't talk,
what do you think would happen to me?
Alright, here it is.
You're being asked to tell us things we must know.
In return for that, you've got this.
A new identity, a new life.
We'll see to it that they'll never be able to track you down.
You'll go out in the world without fear.
More than that, we will give you a business, a chance to make a living.
For your daughter,
a full paid-up scholarship to any music school in the country.
A chance to develop her talent,
to do whatever she wants to do for the rest of her life.
- Without fear. - Papa... I want this.
And what is the alternative?
Fake identity papers. Taxi fare to the nearest airport.
Tickets to a city of your choice.
One month's allowance.
(Kusenov) And after that?
You're on your own.
Colonel Kusenov, we'd like to know all you can tell us about Cuba.
Cuba?
The technicians.
The Russian technicians in Cuba.
How many are there?
I estimate 4,500.
By now, possibly five thousand.
- Military? - Military, civilian.
Construction crew.
Mostly, technical and electronic experts of the highest order.
What are they doing there?
They came bearing gifts from Russia to Cuba.
What kind of gifts?
The KGB is carefully divided.
Cuba was never in my field.
I cannot give you facts.
Damn it.
Kusenov! You made an agreement with me!
Yes, I know.
I made my bargain with the devil for facts.
Yes, I will tell you where you will find your facts.
There is a Cuban named Rico Parra. You know him.
A leader of the Cuban government.
He was in the movement from the beginning.
That's correct.
He was in Moscow recently for conferences
and flew to New York as head of the Cuban delegation to the UN.
I met him in Moscow.
- What were the conferences? - To draw up an agreement.
Or call it a trade pact.
Or call it an aide-memoire.
An agreement between the Soviet Union and Cuba.
Setting down exactly
what the Soviet Union
is now supplying and will supply to Cuba.
Offensive weapons?
Have the Russians brought offensive weapons into Cuba?
I told you, I cannot give you facts.
But Rico Parra has the trade pact.
He has the aide-memoire.
It's all there for you to read...
if you can obtain it.
Who else might handle these papers, besides Rico Parra?
You have become smart.
Yes. There is another man.
Luis Uribe. Rico Parra's secretary.
He is a security risk.
How do you know?
I have used him.
The Cubans don't know.
He can be bought, but he is of no use to you.
Why?
He hates Americans.
Does he hate American money?
He would never take it from an American.
You can believe me.
So now I have given you my information...
what will you do with it?
- Michele! - Andre!
- Mother! - Francois!
- Hello, Francois. - Hello, Father.
- You look wonderful. - You too.
You have done something to your hair.
Do you like it? My husband wants me to cut it.
- I like it. - Agreed.
- When do you go back to Paris? - In five days.
Then we will stay for five days.
There is so much to see. New York is marvellous.
And we will do it all.
Did you check our rooms at the St Regis?
- We have already moved in. - Oh.
Your work goes well at the United Nations?
Marvellous!
He is already writing articles and has made sketches of the delegates.
Everything is marvellous!
With a wife like this, one can afford to be modest.
It is wonderful to watch the delegates,
especially the Africans with their marvellous robes.
And the Cubans. I like the Cubans.
They are so wild!
(Indistinct Chatter)
Hello, Nicole. Andre.
I hope you don't mind my dropping in.
I wanted to be sure the flowers were here when you arrived.
Michele, you remember Mr Nordstrom?
Oh, yes.
It's been a couple of years.
Francois Picard.
Michael Nordstrom.
- How do you do? - How do you do?
(Porter) The bags are in, sir.
- Andre. - Yes.
Thank you.
I understand that you are here for a Paris newspaper.
Yes. For the opening of the United Nations.
Francois, we have to change for dinner.
Oh, yes. Excuse me.
I do apologise, Nicole.
Thanks for the flowers, Mike.
Before you say, 'What do you want?'' or ''Get the hell out,''
I wouldn't be here if I didn't have to be.
You can't do this to Nicole.
- I have to, Andre. - How did you find us?
You both told me you were going to be in New York.
Never mind! What do you want?
There is a written agreement between Russia and Cuba.
We must see it. Rico Parra -
- I can't talk to Parra. He hates me. - I know that.
Rico Parra has a secretary named Luis Uribe.
Why don't you do this job yourself?
We can't. Uribe can't be approached by an American.
No.
I am sorry.
Just one of your people here to photograph those papers.
Just a taxi ride to Harlem, that's all we're asking.
This Uribe can be bought.
Andre, do this for us.
You know I wouldn't be here if there was any other way.
Francois, the sketches you made at the United Nations.
- Did you do the Cuban delegates? - Some, yes.
Did you make a sketch of a man named Luis Uribe?
I'll see.
There he is.
Could we have this page?
Is it for a good cause? I would hate to do it over.
- You'll get it back. - OK, you can have it.
Could I ask you what this is about? I am your son-in-law.
You are also a newspaper man. Take care of the women.
- I'll get to the Colony soon as I can. - You are going out?
Have your drinks. I will try to get there before you start dinner.
- Tell Nicole not to worry. - I'll let Michele tell her.
- Thank you very much. - You're welcome.
The money.
You understand? This can't have anything to do with us.
If anything goes wrong, it's your operation.
- I know. - I'll head back to Washington.
- Will you call me tomorrow? - Yes.
I would like to see Mr Dubois.
Whom shall I say?
Franco-American Finance Company.
Hello. Come in. Come in.
It's a long time since you came yourself.
I have an urgent and vital job to be done tonight.
- I hope you are free. - I am always free for you.
Can we go into your office?
No, that is all open. We had better go in here.
You might find it a bit chilly.
(Inaudible)
You remember his name?
Luis Uribe. Why does he hate Americans?
I was told he lost his son at the Bay of Pigs.
This is all pretty iffy. I won't have much chance to organise anything.
- You just have to improvise. - Oh, lots of luck!
- What about your camera? - Always ready and loaded.
This way.
Be sure you let him know you are French, not American.
Better than that. I am from the island of Martinique.
- That makes us practically related. - Good.
Here is my little one.
How do you propose to get up there?
Oh, I think I will be a reporter. I am loaded with press cards.
Who do you think I ought to work for tonight? Ebony?
- Playboy? Jersey City Post Ledger? - Ebony.
Oh, I think they identify better with Playboy.
- Ebony. - Oh, man, are you square!
OK. Let's go.
Oh! One tiny matter.
The money.
Benny, work on this cross, will you? And don't brighten it up too much.
I'll try not to.
(Cheering Crowd)
Where will you be?
Along here. Across the road.
- Watch yourself, Philippe. - It's the best thing I do.
(Inaudible)
(Indistinct Spanish)
What do you want?
I have an appointment with Senor Parra's secretary, Uribe.
Go ahead.
Oh, there he is now.
Thanks.
I said no. Now, go on.
Rico told me he would see us.
He told us he would see us this morning.
I tell you tonight he will not! Now, get out! Both of you!
- Who are you to tell us to - ? - I said he will not see you!
- Rico! lt's me, Matteo Gomez! - And Tomas Bosch!
- Rico! - Get out, both of you!
Where are those papers now, exactly?
In a red leather case, on the floor next to his desk. Locked.
If I get Parra away from his desk for an interview,
can you get the case and bring it here?
- He won't give you an interview. - Then I've failed.
But I am not going to fail in your bathroom. Come on.
Wait one minute.
- Who is he? - It is alright, Hernandez.
- Please. - Get out! Get the hell out of here!
Fools! Do you want to get us all arrested? Get out!
But, Rico, you said you wanted us to show that we are not afraid.
So you are going to bomb the Statue of Liberty? Imbeciles!
- Get out! - Senor Parra!
I wonder if I could have a few minutes of your time?
- Who are you? - Wait one minute.
Comrade Rico, this man is from Ebony magazine.
lf you will speak to him for a minute.
I give no more interviews.
What is the matter? Are you anti-Negro?
Leave him alone.
There are no colour bars in Cuba.
We're a free and democratic nation. All men... are comrades.
Then you will talk to me.
After what American newspapers said about the Cuba delegation?
l am not the American newspapers.
l would like you to come out on the balcony with me.
Let me photograph you waving to our people.
To my people. Will you do that?
- What will you print about Cuba? - Whatever you tell me.
One statement to go with the pictures.
- What is this? - This is my camera.
- It is a funny little camera. - It does very good work.
(Cheering)
- How about one this way? - Keep waving, please. Keep waving.
- I think you have had enough. - Just two more, please. Two more.
(Philippe) Thank you, Senor Parra.
What do you want me to say to go with the pictures?
Tell your people we are a small country now.
But soon...
very soon... we will not be afraid of anybody.
Not of anybody.
Good! Then something is happening.
No, I did not say that.
- Only write what I say. - Of course.
Thank you, Senor Parra.
- Comrade! - Comrade.
Comrade.
Fernando. I want two copies of this.
Fernando. Where is the red case?
Uribe took it.
Uribe? Why? He has no key. I have the only key.
Hernandez.
Have you got your gun?
Come with me.
Excuse me.
Give me your gun.
(Gunshot)
(Screaming)
(Gunshots)
Come with me!
(Police Whistles)
There he is!
Sorry, senor.
Alright, Benny.
I'll finish it.
- Is it OK? - It looks fine.
Does Rene d'Arcy know that you are going to Cuba?
Yes, of course.
- Does Paris know? - I assume so.
Do they know why you are going to Cuba?
You know I go four or five times a year on business.
Andre, I don't want you to go.
I am afraid for you, for your career, for your life.
I've got to.
I promised. I started all this and I am going to finish it.
Let the Americans do their own dirty work.
They can't - they have no network in Cuba since the Bay of Pigs.
All their agents are dead or in jail.
And so they asked you?
Yes.
It can be no-one but you?
I want it to be me.
Those papers we photographed the other day in New York,
scared the hell out of them.
Not just the Americans - me!
I have got to see what the Russians are up to in Cuba.
There is a woman in Cuba, isn't there?
Named... Juanita de Cordoba.
Where did you hear that name?
Where else? From Claire d'Arcy, who got it from her husband,
who got it from your French office in Havana.
I don't want that name used, mentioned, ever.
Why? What is she to you?
She is in the Cuban underground. She sometimes works for me.
Ah... What else does she do for you?
Nicole! She is the head of the network in Cuba.
I shouldn't tell you these things!
It is dangerous to talk of her, even to know...
But I do know, that's the trouble.
I wish I didn't.
I know that you go to Cuba four or five times a year.
And that...
she is beautiful.
I go to Cuba four or five times a year because it is my job.
That's all.
Now, I don't want to talk about it.
Will you come down with me?
Goodbye.
Nicole!
You'd better wait.
I'll send the boy out.
Give him my overnight case and the typewriter.
And... take this... and the suitcase in the back to the residence.
What time will you be in Havana tomorrow?
I will call you when to send a car for me.
- Juanita. - Hello.
- Senor Parra. - Monsieur Devereaux.
You are back soon.
l am always happy to return to Cuba.
l am sure you are.
And to come here to pay my respects.
- I am happy to see you, Juanita. - Thank you.
Nylon things from the United States.
I hope your government won't mind. I didn't inform Customs.
And... how are things in Washington?
Routine. Nothing exceptional.
I was in New York only 24 hours ago.
Oh? How were things in New York? See any good shows?
No. Routine. Nothing exciting.
Will I see you tonight?
No, not tonight.
You will be at the rally tomorrow?
- Fidel expects you. - Mm-hm.
- Is there a rally tomorrow? - Mm.
I would like to listen to Castro.
I am sorry we can't have you with us on the platform.
No, no, I like to be part of the crowd.
- Senor Devereaux. - Get my things, will you?
Monsieur Vata knows which ones.
Yes, sir. I am very glad to see you, sir.
- Please take those in for me, Tomas. - Yes, senora.
You sent no word.
I tried to phone you from Mexico City between planes.
Didn't the office call?
Less than an hour ago. When he was here.
You picked a hell of a time to come.
Security is tight.
- The island's crawling with Russians. - I know.
I have come to take a look at them. And what they're up to.
I haven't been able to send any information to Miami in weeks.
Well, I am here now to do all I can.
So, Rico Parra is still your faithful companion and protector?
And landlord.
Did he come to...
collect the rent?
How is your wife?
- Maybe we ought to start again. - I think we'd better.
I don't get this.
The French don't give a damn what the Russians do in Cuba.
The Americans do.
That's going to be tough.
Cuba is locked up. The Russians have us like this.
I am going to need help from your organisation.
No use. Most of my people are in hiding.
The only thing you can do... is stay with me for a few days.
Then go home.
That wouldn't be bad.
But there are things I've got to know.
What kind of Russian missiles. The launching sites.
And close photographs of the port of Viriel.
What do you know about Viriel?
No-one is allowed near it. All Cubans have been moved out.
It is a Russian unloading port for missiles now.
- Precisely. - How do you know?
I got it from your friend, Rico Parra.
Rico told you?
No. I had his papers photographed while he was in New York.
You really did?
Let's get down to business of opening our present.
- Our present? - Yes. Yours and mine.
- A radio? - A Geiger counter.
This will tell us if the Russians have brought in nuclear warheads.
- There is a tape recorder inside. - Clever.
You will have to find out
what streets in Havana they use to transport the missiles at night.
That's a job for Tomas. And this one?
We have got lots of cameras.
Not like this one.
Remote-controlled.
You can put the camera half a mile away.
And take pictures of what?
The missiles, of course.
At San Cristano? Oh, we'll never get near there, darling. We've tried.
I will show how in the morning.
Now, the other things I need -
what units of Soviet troops are here, any new types of aircraft...
And the caves... Where are the biggest caves?
- The biggest ones are at Managua. - Good.
Is that all?
I think so.
Oh, I... nearly forgot.
A non-electronic present.
Oh, isn't that beautiful?
Thank you.
Let me show you how this works.
(Radioactive Static)
lt's the radium in the clock figures that is causing it.
It is not yet ten o'clock and we have done nearly a day's work.
That's organisation for you.
I showed Tomas what to do with the typewriter.
I know. He will do the job.
And now you will go into Havana
and behave like an innocent commercial attache.
And you'll go to the rally... with your landlord.
- See you tonight. - Adios.
- Please sit down, Mrs Mendoza. - We are leaving now.
No, sit down. Is everything ready?
Yes, senora. This is the long-distance lens.
- Good. - And look, senora.
Very good.
And here.
- Cover them up. - Alright!
We must make sure that Pablo does not eat the camera.
(Laughter)
Here, here, senora.
From here I can get a clear view of everything that is going on
in the port of Viriel.
- Aren't you too near the road? - I promise you, it is safe.
Then here is your picnic. Have a good time.
You will take care of Mrs Mendoza.
- God bless you. - Thank you.
- Take care of your man. - I will.
(Singing In Russian)
(Squawking Gulls)
Hey, Carlos, take a look.
There is someone up there.
(Engine Starts)
It was a man and woman.
Manuel, Enrique, Rafael.
You others, stay here.
- How long have you been here? - Some time.
As you can see, we are broken down.
Have you seen any other cars go by in the last minute?
I saw one a few moments ago. It went down the road.
- What kind of car? - l think it was a black one.
- Ricardo, it's them. - Pablo! Pablo!
Carlotta!
Take them.
Senor, you are making a mistake.
We don't know why you are taking us.
Follow us.
(Patriotic Music)
There is a man, the night the papers were photographed in New York,
outside the Theresa Hotel.
Where?
- Are you sure? - 100 per cent.
He... he was as close to me then as you are now.
Shall I... Shall I have him picked up?
No, not yet.
Well, it's understandable. After all...
May I join you for coffee?
Rico, let me give you some dinner.
- Dolores! - Just coffee, thanks. I've had dinner.
Too bad. It is beautiful chicken.
- Oh? - Black market.
You might have phoned.
It was a sudden urge.
Senora?
Ask Tomas to bring some coffee for Senor Parra.
Si, senora.
Please, sit down.
I have just come from having a long talk with my ex-secretary, Uribe.
- You know Uribe? - No.
- You know of him? - No.
- Why did you dismiss Uribe? - He turned out to be unsatisfactory.
Still, he was persuaded to tell me what I wanted to know
before he went on his journey.
Journey?
The journey from which no traveller ever returns.
What had he done?
It seems he was working for the French.
And the French, I suspect, were working for the Americans.
So you had a sudden urge to come here?
What does that have to do with Andre? Just because he is French?
The night in New York
when Uribe gave documents to a Frenchman,
to photograph inside the Theresa Hotel,
there was another Frenchman outside the hotel.
- There may have been several. - Hm.
But the only one I give a damn about
is the one who was so conveniently knocked over
when the French spy escaped.
That was smart.
What's this about? Were you in New York?
Yes. For fun.
You are putting two and two together and getting eight.
The things you learned from those papers about Russia and Cuba
is the reason why are you suddenly here.
And that makes nine.
l was in New York.
l did go up to Harlem to see the show you were putting on.
And... it was a very good show.
The rest is coincidence.
Now, this is what I came to tell you.
If it were not for her,
if it were not that it might involve her,
you would disappear tonight.
You would be with Uribe.
Your country would receive bewildered apologies.
But you would never be heard from again.
She is a widow of a hero of the Revolution.
She is loved and honoured in this country.
You are an intelligence agent.
Your assocation with her can put her in great danger.
I want you out of the country
on the next plane, early tomorrow morning.
If you have been collecting information
about what the Russians are doing in Cuba to help us here,
don't think for one minute
you will take it out of here - you will not.
You will be searched at the airport... completely.
And if anything is found on you,
you will be arrested.
And what can happen to you after that
is something that you know about.
Now, if you don't mind cutting your dinner short,
I will take you back to Havana... to pack your bags.
No, you will not take him back to Havana.
He is my guest.
He will have his dinner and enjoy my company for as long as he pleases.
And when he is ready to go back into Havana,
he will phone the residence for a car to come and get him.
You are being a damn fool.
You have made up a story
because it's what you want to believe, because of me.
l don't believe he had any contact with your man Uribe.
l don't think anyone else will.
If you are doing him any harm, I will raise such hell...
And you know I can.
And next time you desire to drop in on me like this,
please telephone first.
Tomorrow morning.
(Knocking)
Come in.
I have brought the typewriter. It is done.
- Good, Tomas. - The car is waiting for you.
May I show you?
What time did the missiles go through Havana?
Just before three o'clock in the morning.
On long trailers with soldiers in jeeps
and many, many trucks.
- And the thing clicked. - Oh, how it clicked.
Not from the missiles,
but when the trucks went by covered with canvas,
click, click, click!
Look. Just the way you showed me.
The tapes are right in the centre of the spool.
They will have to undo yards of ribbon to find them.
Good boy. Where is the information about the Russian troops,
the caves and the installations?
Here, on this key, miniaturised as a microdot,
on the bottom period.
Alright.
Now, you will give me your own razor?
And extra blades?
Here is your new razor and the cartridge for the blades.
How do you fit the film in there?
We just fold each one.
Very good.
Something for you to read on the plane.
Thank you.
No. Not now.
I will take these down.
- Come. - No.
No farewells at the front door.
I shall say goodbye to you here.
We are alone.
If things get worse for you here,
we'll get you out.
I have ways.
I'll never leave here.
I am Cuban.
I love my country,...
No matter what, I...
have to see it through.
I shall worry about you at the airport.
- I'll get through. - I don't know.
Will you phone me before you get on the plane?
Be sure. There is something I have to tell you.
Tell me now.
No. But before you get on the plane.
Alright.
(Whispers) Go.
Go.
- You have found out? - Yes.
Who were they working for?
- Ask her. - For who?
You ask her.
Who were you working for?
Who sent you to spy at Viriel?
(Mouths)
Who?
(Inaudible Whispering)
What? Say it.
(Whispers) Juanita...
de... Cordoba...
(Munoz) Get rid of them. Get down to the airport.
You'd better get out there.
(Munoz) Search everywhere.
Turn the house inside out.
- Look in her bedroom. - What's all this?
You will not touch my bedroom.
Rico!
Rico, stop this!
Come down.
(Tomas) No, no!
You cannot go in there!
(Woman) Tomas, stop them!
(Screaming)
You know some people named Mendoza?
Yes.
They have been saying terrible things about you.
I do not believe them.
Munoz believes.
I can't.
They were tortured? Even tortured people lie, you know.
I do not want to believe them.
Eh, Rico, we have found it. In the pantry.
A darkroom for cameras,
for developing pictures and all kinds of machinery to make them small.
lt is all true. They have been operating from this house.
Get me the airport.
You know what this is? A hollow razorblade.
It is where they hide the film.
Hello, airport? Get me Rivero!
Rivero, do you still have the Frenchman?
Nothing?
Alright.
l'll tell you where to find it.
Any small package of razorblades.
The injector-type blades.
(Shouts) They are small thin ones that slide out!
Call me back. You know where.
So it is true.
I have to believe now.
The things you have done against us,
against what we are trying to do...
Why?
Because you make my country oppressed.
No.
You cannot judge.
You...
You shouldn't have done this.
To fool me.
To work against me.
You are part of it.
Now we will have to do to you what we did to the Mendozas.
To find out the names of all the others.
All the things that you have done.
And we will find out.
And the things... that will be done to your body...
This body...
(Gunshot)
(Phone Rings)
Yes, Rivero?
What?
Nothing?
No film?
What was in the razorblade case?
Razorblades?
What do you mean you had to let him go?
Alright.
Alright!
They let him go.
(Phone Rings)
Hello. Who is this?
Oh, Senor Devereaux?
Senora de Cordoba?
l am afraid not.
Something has happened.
She is dead. Shot.
Senor Parra? He is gone.
(Engine Starts)
That's quite a pile of mail. Has Nicole gone away?
Yes, yes...
I... didn't tell you.
She thought she might go to Paris for a while,
as long as l was going to be away.
She... didn't see as much of Michele in New York as she'd hoped.
That was my fault. I am sorry about that.
No, no. She got a bit homesick for Paris anyway.
And she didn't know how long I would be in Cuba.
The amount of junk mail that accumulates in just a few days.
Come and have a drink.
Are you sure you wouldn't like to be alone to unpack and call Nicole?
No. Besides, you should be able to call your office in a few minutes.
They must have the stuff from Cuba processed by now.
I won't be a minute. I'll just get some ice.
(Doorbell Rings)
Ah, Rene, come in.
- I've come to - - You know Mike Nordstrom?
Rene d'Arcy.
- Yes, hello. - Hello.
We are just about to have a drink. Will you join us?
No, I only dropped by to see that you're back.
If I could speak to you alone.
- I'll go. - No, no, please.
We can go to my study. Here, make yourself a drink.
Come on, Rene.
Sit down.
Since you did not choose to come to see me,
I have come to see you.
I am sorry.
I had something... quite important.
I was given the time of your flight from Havana to Mexico City.
And the time of your flight from Mexico City to Washington.
I sent Bujold to Dulles Airport to meet you.
You were not on the plane.
No. Nordstrom met me in Mexico City. He flew me here.
An airforce plane?
I gathered that.
And I am not supposed to ask you why or what. It is beyond me now.
People in higher places will ask you that.
You left quite a few complications behind.
Yes, I know.
So it is done, whatever you have done.
The Cuban government has protested
your activities directly to Paris.
I am here to instruct you to be on the next plane to Paris.
Tonight.
You will report to the Director-General.
Well?
The end of Washington for me. I have been recalled.
I am sorry.
You know how grateful we all are for your contribution.
It confirms our information from other sources,
including the U-2 photos.
What do you think will happen in Paris?
Oh... A board of inquiry, I suppose.
Why I went to Cuba. What I did. Who I did it for.
Why I did it for you. And what I found out.
I want you to take a ride with me out to the safe house.
While you were away,
the Russian came up with some revelations that will shake you.
- What about? - The leaks in Paris.
He spelled the whole thing out for us.
I want you to listen to him before you face those people over there.
Ah, thank you, Mrs Fawcett.
I will serve the coffee.
Mrs Fawcett makes wonderful coffee.
- Will that be all? - Yes, thank you, Mrs Fawcett.
- Monsieur Devereaux? - No, thank you.
Mr Nordstrom? Black with one sugar?
Mr McKittreck, black?
And could I offer you a cigarette?
Ah, no, you are smoking.
And now again... Topaz.
These gentlemen have asked me to repeat to you about Topaz. Why?
Please... Do us a favour.
Tell him what you told us.
Then you succeeded in getting them the information from Cuba?
Yes.
And now they are afraid you will be obliged
to pass it on to your government.
And what is Topaz?
Topaz is the codename for a group of French officials in high circles
who work for the Soviet Union.
I don't believe there is an organised ring.
The head of the ring has the codename Columbine.
I do not know him, but I know he is important and powerful.
The second man in line is Henri Jarre.
- Jarre? - Yes.
Henri Jarre.
He was my direct contact.
Any vital documents that passed across his desk came to me.
Do you know him, Andre?
Yes. He is an economist at NATO.
Do you know him well?
Yes.
Then, it is believable?
It's... possible.
It's more than possible. It's true.
So now you will want to talk, you three.
I will go for a walk in the garden
before the sun goes down.
(Nordstrom) Blake!
You would like it here.
It's a charming house.
Shall we go for a nice walk?
Alright.
Monsieur Devereaux. You are faced with the same problem I had.
Whether to obey your conscience or to obey your government.
Let me give you a piece of advice -
don't go home.
These people will give you a new life, a new job. Everything.
Think it over.
Well?
Our government is preparing to take any action against Cuba,
or Russia, that circumstances demand.
Any leak to the Russians of what we know at this time could be fatal.
If the Russians learn we are on the move
because of all the information we have,
they could make those missiles operational almost immediately.
Pointed at every big city in America.
(Devereaux) And that means France will be involved.
We have to inform our allies of our intentions.
When?
An American mission will arrive in Paris in three days.
And I am supposed to keep my mouth shut and uncover Topaz?
At the risk of my own skin?
That's quite a job, my friends.
When do you go before the board of inquiry?
I don't know.
I would have found out this afternoon
if my plane hadn't been delayed.
Seven hours on the ground at New York.
I missed that cocktail party.
I feel pretty foolish after phoning Jacques Granville to arrange it.
He has invited government people that I wanted to see, who can help.
It's easier to catch them at a party
than to run around to their offices.
You could still make it if traffic is not too heavy in Paris.
Then go, Francois.
You know, Mother will be there.
Well?
You will speak to her?
Of course, I will speak to her.
She left me. I didn't leave her.
Move, Francois.
- OK, I'll leave you now. - Oh, Francois, why can't you stay?
I have to get back to the newspaper.
- I will see you later for dinner. - OK. Thank you, Francois.
- Goodbye, my love. - Goodbye.
Jacques has done well for himself this time.
The new wife owned the house when he married her?
This one, one on the Cote d'Azur, one in Switzerland.
Jacques always had an eye for a good thing.
Good afternoon.
I hope Mother hasn't gone.
There she is.
(Inaudible)
I'm sorry you have been recalled.
It is not the way you meant for me to come to Paris?
No.
Hello, Nicole.
Hello.
Andre!
Andre.
Ah, Jacques!
Maman, please.
He is in terrible trouble.
There is nothing I can do.
I have got to talk to you.
You bet you've got to talk to me.
- What kind of fool have you been? - Anybody I know here?
There were, but most of them are gone. It's late.
- Waiter. What will you drink? - Scotch.
Claude Martin is still here and a couple of others.
You've raised a hell of a fuss, you know?
What did they expect when the Russians and Americans - ?
(Man) Andre.
Ah, there is Claude Martin.
- How are you, Claude? - Good.
What is all this trouble?
You've been having an affair with the Americans?
Don't you believe it?
It was purely platonic.
Besides, you should know, when you have an affair, it's a two-way street.
You give a little, you get a little.
And now you're in trouble. You want me to help you.
Yes, I do... Both of you.
Alright. What do you want?
I want to see some of my friends in the department alone. Tomorrow.
- A private lunch. - Good. Very good.
I will arrange it at Pierre's. A private room upstairs.
- Claude? - Yes, yes, I will be there.
Who else do you want?
Jean Chabrier.
- Weak. - But well placed. He can help.
- Emile Redon. - Good.
And...
Henri Jarre.
Jarre? Do you know him well?
Yes. And I respect him.
Is there any reason why he shouldn't be there?
No.
No, fine.
- Anybody else? - No. I...
I think that's enough. Five men who might help.
Especially you two.
Excuse me.
(Inaudible)
Claude...
- I am worried about him. - He might have a chance.
Someone told me Nicole has left him.
- Yes. - Very rough.
And sad for me. We have been close since our days together in the war.
The three of us, we were like this.
People wondered which she would marry, Andre or me.
She married Andre.
Let me understand something.
Nobody up high is to know that we are here with Andre.
Otherwise, I shall have to leave.
That is understood, Jean. You have nothing to be afraid of.
I am not afraid. It is a matter of protocol.
He has not seen the Director-General.
It is true. And for myself,
I don't see how we can help.
Jacques, when you spoke to Jarre -
Ah, here he is.
- Good afternoon. - How are you?
I am sorry I am late.
- Andre. How are you? - I am glad you came, Henri.
Good. We are all here. Let's sit down.
Now... this is a serious matter for Andre.
Very grave.
And he has asked us to give him whatever advice we can...
before he faces the Director-General.
(Chabrier) lt is not so much the Director-General.
It is the whole board of inquiry he has to look out for.
There is nothing I can tell them.
Nonsense. You went to Cuba on a mission for the Americans.
You obtained certain information for them. That's true?
Yes.
You refuse to pass it on to your own government.
I cannot, my friends... Believe me.
Why not?
There are leaks in our government and I don't know where they are.
- I think I must go. - No, Jean, stay.
No-one will be compromised, l promise you.
Andre. To be a man of principle is one thing
but a man doesn't cut his throat on principle.
I have no desire to cut my throat.
(Sayover) Then tell us, your friends. That's why we are here.
Be reasonable, Andre. We are trying to help you.
Yes, my friends. Slowly.
Slowly.
Let Andre tell us in his own way.
Have any of you in your official work
had any hint of a spy ring called Topaz?
- No? - What kind of a ring?
It's a number of Frenchmen,
compatriots of ours, high in official circles,
working for the Soviet Union.
- I go. - (Devereaux) Jean! Sit down. l need you.
I have nothing to do with spies.
I am concerned with exposing them.
This is very dear.
How do you know about this... ring of spies?
The Americans have a Russian defector, high in the KGB.
- We know that. - Yes, that is known.
I saw him. I was allowed to talk to him.
He told me.
A spy ring?
- Called Topaz? - (Devereaux) Yes.
What is the name of the defector?
Boris Kusenov.
But, Andre, that is not possible.
Why?
The KGB official of whom you speak, Boris Kusenov,
has been dead for over a year.
This man who has been planted on the Americans
is obviously a double agent.
And he has taken in the Americans.
And he has taken in you.
How do you know that?
- What makes you think that? - It's a matter of record.
I have it in my files.
You know you are not supposed to come here,
unless I ask you.
l have been calling your office all afternoon.
l even called this number.
I was with my dear wife.
She wants to buy me a new painting for my study.
I apologise for this invasion of your privacy.
Why did you permit Devereaux to include me at that lunch?
If I had not, he would have wondered.
If you had not come, he would have wondered more.
But he knew. You could see that he knew about me.
No.
He wasn't sure.
He was trying to find out.
And you, who behaved so well at the beginning,
then did something extremely foolish.
To say that the Russian defector was dead -
It shook him. It stopped him.
For the moment.
By now, he is checking with the Americans.
By tomorrow...
he will know that we are lying.
What will we do?
Nothing.
Let me give you something to settle your nerves.
A cognac?
You don't think Devereaux should be treated... seriously?
An ominous and subtle suggestion, eh, Henri?
But these things are not done in panic.
You will forgive me if I don't join you
but I am expecting a guest.
If I am Devereaux's target now,
how long before he will become a threat...
to others?
Jacques...
This is not the first time you have been faced
with a problem that demanded... the final solution.
Now, if you will finish that cognac.
They are beginning to publish things in the newspapers
that make me nervous.
What things?
Those little hints of possible leaks in the government, in NATO?
- Pay no attention. It's nothing. - Nothing for you.
Nobody would think of you in your position. But me...?
Now some journalist has called to ask me for an interview.
About what?
NATO.
That's perfectly innocent. Give it to him. Did you refuse?
No. I said I would.
Very intelligent.
Jacques... if Devereaux has the information
from the Russian defector that I think he has,
he must be stopped now.
Believe me.
How bloodthirsty you are.
What, Devereaux dead?
A grieving widow?
An official investigation?
I hate to seem impatient, but I am expecting a visitor.
You can find your way out.
- Shall I call you after the interview? - What time will it be?
- Nine o'clock. - Call me afterwards.
Thank you for coming.
Why shouldn't I come? I am a free woman.
- Good evening. Francois Picard. - You are early.
- We said eight-thirty. - No, we said nine o'clock.
I am very sorry. If it inconveniences you -
- No, come in, now you are here. - Thank you.
- Sit down. - Thank you.
- Could I give you something? - No, thanks.
First I want to thank you for permitting me to come.
Don't mention it. Yours is a very good newspaper.
Not like some of these...
But I don't know exactly what you want of me.
Nothing extraordinary.
I am just enquiring into the workings of NATO.
Since you are one of its officials...
Do you mind if I sketch you while we talk?
It is one of my specialities - sketching the people I am interviewing.
- The newspaper likes it. - Go ahead.
Just relax, Monsieur Jarre.
I am relaxed.
Good.
I only wonder what questions you want to ask.
They are very simple. For example...
You are a civilian official of NATO.
How does your authority compare with the military?
The importance of people in NATO
has nothing to do with whether they wear a uniform or not.
Very good.
Then you are among those who make the decisions?
- Yes, of course. - Even if they are military?
Military considerations are always subject to politics
and the relations between countries.
I see.
So you have access to all the decisions that are made,
military as well as political?
I did not say that. I am afraid you assume too much.
I am very sorry.
But we can assume, can't we, that in your position
you have access to confidential files?
I beg your pardon. I don't see how that can be of interest to you.
Oh, Monsieur Jarre.
The readers of our newspaper find such things fascinating.
For them, to know that a civilian can have access to military secrets -
You cannot print that I have access to military secrets.
Even if it were true, it would be classified information.
What a shame.
But you said before -
I said that I help make decisions.
That is different.
OK. That's too bad.
But you see, sir, it is a rule for a newspaperman not to be dull.
Surely I can print that files marked ''top secret'' cross your desk every day?
Why do you stay on this subject? What are you trying to find out?
Well, everyone knows that there are leaks in NATO.
What has that to do with me?
I am just trying to clear up a discrepancy for my article.
What discrepancy?
You see, sir, it is our information
that the head of the Russian NATO desk, Boris Kusenov,
has defected and is now in Washington.
But we are also informed that you claimed Boris Kusenov is dead.
Could you clear up this discrepancy?
(Drawer Opens)
This is not a newspaper interview?
No. But I wouldn't mind publishing it.
- Who sent you? - My father-in-law.
Who is he?
Andre Devereaux.
He sent you because I don't know you.
And because I am a journalist. I can probe.
There is nothing to probe for. Your mission has failed.
Oh, no, sir. This cannot be escaped.
Boris Kusenov is alive and has stated you are his direct contact.
The Americans have NATO documents that you gave to him.
With your name on them,
your initials on them,
even notations signed by you.
Those documents can be on the desk
of the head of our government in eight hours.
I do not think I have failed.
What do you want of me?
Information.
And in return?
You'll be given time to disappear.
We know you will be welcome elsewhere.
I am not going to talk to you.
Will you talk to Devereaux?
May l call Devereaux?
Yes.
Call him.
He must come here.
I'll talk to him here.
Alone.
Understood.
(Doorbell Rings)
(Jarre) Yes?
Hello, Michele. Let me talk to Andre quick.
Andre. Listen. It's done.
Yes.
Alone?
Well, stay until I get there. Then you can wait for me outside.
(Line Goes Dead)
Francois!
- Francois! - What is it?
I think we have been cut off.
Jarre, Jarre...
There it is.
There is no answer.
Something has happened.
- I am going over there. - I am coming.
- No, you stay. - I am coming with you!
Here you are.
Good, his car is here. He must still be upstairs.
(Michele) Oh!
What's the matter?
Look... Look...
I want to go down. I want to go down.
Jarre!
(Doorbell Rings)
(Urgent Ringing)
Michele, is that you?
Francois?
(Sobbing)
Sit down. I'll get you something.
- What's the matter? - Francois!
What's happened to him?
He disappeared. He went to do a job for me.
What kind of job?
To interview a man in our government named Jarre.
He was working for the Russians.
You sent the boy?
We don't know what's happened yet.
All these years I have been afraid
that something like this would happen.
l know.
Oh, Andre! How I have hated it.
Francois!
- Be careful! - What is it?
To be honest, I have been shot. Just a little.
Come on, sit down.
- Maman! - No, wait, Michele!
It's nothing, I promise you.
It hurts a little bit. I don't even think it's bleeding.
- What do you mean, not bleeding? - Get some alcohol.
We haven't got any.
Eau de cologne is alcohol. And a bandage.
Is the bullet in? Let me have a look.
No, it just grazed you.
I told you it's nothing.
Nothing! You disappear, it's nothing!
- Could I have some whisky? - Here, cognac.
Thank you.
What happened?
I don't know. I was talking to you on the phone, remember?
Then I heard Jarre let some men into the apartment.
And then someone must have hit me on the head. Feel that.
- Oh, my God! - Yes.
Then the next thing I knew I was sitting in a car between two men.
They stopped to make a phone call
because they didn't know what to do with me.
They thought I was still unconscious.
When the car door opened, I jumped out and ran.
There were two shots.
You might have been killed.
Did you go to Jarre's apartment?
Yes, he is dead.
Dead? Shot by those men?
They made it look like suicide.
A window was open and his body was lying in a courtyard.
Who could they have been?
Messengers from Columbine, the head of Topaz.
Why?
I must have shaken Jarre at that lunch. He became a risk.
Then Columbine must have been there, too.
Yes.
But... who?
- It hurts. - Can't be helped.
Don't you think we should get a doctor?
No, not yet.
It may involve us with the police.
I just remembered. I might get involved.
How?
My sketchbook. I left it there.
No, I brought it away with us.
- Here. - Thank you.
Look, Michele.
A portrait of a dead traitor.
And if you had arrived later you would never have seen him.
- (Francois) l'm cold. - (Nicole) l will get you a blanket.
(Francois) Oh, Andre.
There is one thing I didn't tell you that is important.
When the men stopped to phone, just before I got away,
I heard one ask the other for a phone number.
It was Babylon 8583.
- You are sure? - I am positive. Babylon 8583.
I can have it tracked down in no time.
You don't have to trace that number.
It's a small house, hidden away on the Left Bank.
Jacques Granville.
Horrible...
Horrible!
- Mr Ambassador, how are you? - How do you do?
Good to see you again, Mr Ambassador.
Anything on Topaz?
Who's running it?
Jacques Granville. A friend of mine.
- A friend? - Yeah.
Up till ten o'clock last night.
But I can't nail him down.
No proof.
I brought this old picture along.
It will help you recognise him.
He is bound to be at your meeting with our people this afternoon.
That poses a problem for us, doesn't it?
- How can we tell the French - - Mike!
Thank you. Take care.
(Chatter)
(Inaudible)
Gentlemen,
would you be kind enough to take your seats at the end?
What do you suggest we do?
It would be best to tell them right away.
Gentlemen, one moment, please.
(Inaudible)
Look, Jacques, I am very sorry.
The Americans would rather that you are not present.
There isn't time to explain now. I will explain later.
(Aeroplane Engines)
Bon voyage!
How can they let him get away like this?
I told you, my love, he doesn't miss a trick.
They have nothing against him.
Anyway, that's the end of Topaz.