Operation Cicero (Çiçero)

Girl, where are

you running to?

Yeah, there we go.

Nice shot, Lazaro.

Right.

You bitch.

Wait, watch me.

Ilyas, stop, where are you going?

Mom, my brother's there.

I have to find him.

- Please don't go, my little one.

- Mom... - Ilyas, don't go.

I can't leave him there.

You'll die, too, my son.

I won't, Mom, I promise.

No.

Promise.

- There is no winning side of war.

No, no!

No.

Ilyas.

Ilyas!

Ali.

Ali.

Oye.

I'm from this town.

Ali?

Brother?

Ali?

Yeah.

You hear that?

There he is.

Ali.

Brother.

Ali, don't move.

I'm coming.

Ali, no.

No.

Brother, I'm here.

I'm here, brother.

Come, come here.

Brother.

Ali, don't stand up.

Ali, no.

Ali, no.

Ali!

Ali.

No!

Ilyas, hurry up.

He serves a purpose.

I'm glad we didn't kill him.

He's one of us now.

He is my little spy.

He informs me about the beautiful girls

in Albanian villages.

Here here.

Here here.

Ilyas, bring two more bottles.

Okay.

Ilyas, where are you?

Finally.

Mmm, yes.

- Ilyas, I heard you sing very well.

Come on, sing us a song.

Ah, let's get you up here.

Yeah.

Come on, sing.

- Ilyas, come on, sing! - Yes, come on, sing!

Ilyas!

Yes!

Long live the Albanians!

Long live!

Long live Ilyas!

Long live Ilyas!

Yeah!

- Welcome, your honorable Menemencioglu.

Ah, welcome, Your Excellency.

Who is singing?

- Oh, one of our personnel, Your Excellency.

Hmm, an interesting personnel.

- I will have you in the waiting room.

The German Ambassador and his attendants are here.

- The British delegation is here, sir.

Thank you.

The British are here.

Moyzisch,

I am listening.

- You know that our leader is paying attention

to the relations with the Turks, my Ambassador.

- It's not like the Turks will go and side

with the British just because I'm listening to an aria.

What a pity.

A beautiful voice like this should not be wasted

on the ears of the Nazis.

How are things?

Are you getting used to it?

Ayranci is a good place.

Yes, dear.

Lots of kids' noises.

Anyway.

Cornelia, we must find someone for you.

These balls aren't suitable places

for beautiful women to come alone.

Perhaps when

the war is over.

Men...

Don't.

- My dear, don't embarrass my secretary.

You're even more attractive

when you are embarrassed.

- Something calls for your attention, Mr. Moyzisch.

Excuse me.

- The document, give me the document.

Mr. Moyzisch...

Give me the paper, please!

- Excuse me, with your permission.

Mr. Moyzisch.

Please.

You are disturbing our guests.

I'd like to remind you that you

are in the Yugoslavian Embassy.

- You, sir, can give a diplomatic note if you like.

My own personnel,

I know what to do with them.

Let go of me, let me go!

What's going on?

- One of the German guests have been arrested, sir.

- I want to meet the person singing the aria.

Champagne, Your Excellency?

- No, I don't want more champagne.

- That happens to be the singer, sir.

- Oh, an interesting singing, mister...

Ilyas Bazna.

Bazna.

So where are you from, Mr. Bazna?

I'm Turkish, sir.

Hmm, Turkish.

I'd like to see you

in our embassy tomorrow, Mr. Bazna.

Champagne, please.

I'm coming, my lady.

I want it now.

The Ghazi Pasha taught them everything except servitude.

- May God never destine servitude

for the Turkish nation, my lady.

- It was just a simple rendezvous.

He gave me his home address

so that I could go to his house.

I swear I didn't betray my country.

But it's a lie.

A lie.

Look.

This is betrayal.

This is betrayal.

Betrayal, betrayal, betrayal!

This, all of them!

What did you give him?

What did you give him?

May all of your lives end!

Hitler will fall down and you will fall down with him.

Ah, you scoundrels!

You will go down!

They wanted war.

Finally, they've got the war they wanted.

There is no reconciliation!

There is just war!

Sweden, Denmark, Holland,

Belgium, Ireland,

Portugal, Poland, Hungary,

Romania, Yugoslavia, Russia, Bulgaria,

Iraq, Arabia, Syria,

Palestine, Egypt.

Today, you are face to face with the great German nation!

Long live Germany, victory!

- You have impressive references, Mr. Bazna.

And you passed

the security clearance investigation everywhere.

You have worked a lot in a lot of embassies as well.

You have a good understanding of German and French.

So you speak French.

What about English?

Not so well, sir.

All right.

You are going to be the gentleman's private valet.

The less you happen to know,

the better off you'll be.

Follow me please.

I'm walking Mr. Bazna

around the embassy, Your Excellency.

Welcome, Mr. Bazna.

Thank you, sir.

- Take him to the tailor's shop at once.

Everything must be clear and clean here, Mr. Bazna,

for the gentleman's right ear can't hear very well.

It's a memory from the war in China.

I hope you are aware of the secrecy here, Mr. Bazna.

Don't share what you hear here with anyone.

Have no doubt about it, sir.

Good.

Otherwise, I think you know what will happen to you.