Nice to see you again. How was the opera? - Finished early, did it? - Whose car is it? Mine. It's a beauty, isn't it? Where did I leave my drink, Archie? Who is this? Don't you know? How do you do, Mrs Leach? I'm Harvey Manfren... jensen... jen. - I'm... with the CIA. - The CIA? That's correct, ma'am. I was er... just telling your husband before I had to go to your beautiful bathroom. We've got a high-ranking KGB defector in a safe house near here. We're debriefing him as of now and we're just er checking all the houses in the area. - For what? - For KGB. - Is there any danger? - No, no, no, no. No er... No, not now. We er... We just want to keep everyone informed. So. Archie, thanks for the drink. Sorry to have troubled you... Keep everyone informed? So there's no panic, ma'am. But isn't it a secret? You've no idea how secret. Well, why are you telling everyone? It's a smoke screen? What?! Double bluff. You obviously know nothing about intelligence work. It's an XK Red 27 technique. My father was in the Secret Service, Mr Manfredjen St John. I know perfectly well you don't keep the public informed when you are debriefing KGB defectors. Oh, you don't, huh? Not unless you're congenitally insane or stupid, no. Don't call me stupid. Why on earth not? Oh, you English are so superior, aren't you? Do you know where you'd be without us, the old US of A to protect you? I'll tell you. The smallest fucking province in the Russian Empire, that's what! So don't call me stupid, lady. Just thank me. Thank you for popping in and protecting us! If it wasn't for us, you'd be speaking German! Singing Deutschland, Deutschland Ьber alles He's covering for me. Get rid of your wife and get my necklace. Necklace. I'll think of something. - Who are you talking to? - Myself, darling. - Who was that shouting? - Th-th-the brother of a f-friend. Archie, who on earth... I don't know. He... - I need a drink. - Let's go to the pub. What?! Let's go to the pub. Would you like to, Portia? We haven't been for 1 5 years! Portia could see it now. Honestly, Archie! Aaagh! What on earth is the matter? I thought the picture was falling off. Will you pull yourself together?! What's this? Thanks, Portia. Coming with us? What was that? - A kind of necklace. - Aah! What's going on? Nothing. Let's go. Can I see that? - What? - In your hand. Your other hand. Portia, go to your room. Aren't we going out? I can explain. I left... Now! - They sent a new girl... - Oh, Archie. No, she's Canadian... It's lovely. Thank you. It's even got a W for Wendy. Oh, I'm so glad you like it. It's the most beautiful thing you've ever given me. Oh, Archie. This isn't like you. Are you fucking crazy?! Hey, I saved your ass. I had him right where I wanted him, you asshole! I give you one fucking thing to! You had to drive me and shut up! Oh, relax! Hello. Hold on. It's for you. Hello. Not at the moment, no. Yes, well, I'm not quite sure when I can get hold of that. Yes, yes, I do appreciate that. Yes. As soon as possible. Well, that would be very nice, obviously. So. Erm... See you soon, I hope. Bye, Frank. Calm down. Calm down! Easy, g-g-girl. Easy, easy! Come here! Smell. Smell! Smell, Maggie, smell. Now. Now! Kill, kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! We therefore commit its body to the ground. Earth to earth. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. Miserere Dominus Miserere Dominus Canis mortuus est Hello, honey. What happened? N-n-nothing. What's that? Er... Not Granny? Not yet. Oh. Who is it for, then? A f-f-f... A fish? Frenchman? - A phone operator? - Friend. Oh, a four-legged one? Where's my sister? She's in the b-b-b... Thank you. Lavatory. Wanda! Anything? What? No? Why are you here? I'm here because I'm bored! Bored, wandering around this awful city, shoving George's pic... Talking to a lot of snotty, stuck-up, intellectually ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Трибьют - текст Афера века - текст Том и Томас - текст Воины света - текст Полицейская история 3: Cупер полицейский |