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Anything happens, you're on your own.
We have responsibility for each other.
- But not for you. - Thank you. Makes my job of reporting on who you kill, and how,
and why, so much easier.
- You can't do that! - It's my job.
The target's code name is Starfish. Abdul Kadir Hakim.
He's brutal, he's clever.
- Who's that? - Harvey Tilbrook.
- What does he do? - (He's a big, fat spy.)
The Third Man!
Of course, it means he's had other girls, your handsome husband.
You need to be... surprising.
And unpredictable.
I'm sorry about Nick Page.
I'm pregnant.
It's not Ed's.
I'm going to tell him.
'Aden -- where east meets west.
Vital as an oil refinery, as well as a Gulf trade route.
The beach here at Aden is lovely.
The sun is warm and the sharks are not always hungry.
The occasional outbreaks of violence are caused by
what are officially called dissident tribesmen.
As long as there's trouble, there must be troops.
The Queen has full confidence in Aden's future,
describing it as the perfect example of colonial rule.
Oh!
Let's go!
Here! In here!
Just here, ma'am?
Thank you so much!
Just doing my job, ma'am.
Yes. Thank you.
Sure.
Um.... I was... I was just... I was just delivering something.
What... what I mean is I didn't know you... I didn't know you'd be here.
I'm glad you are, though.
Oh! Er...
For the deer.
Deer?
Christmas deer.
Oh! Yes! Yeah, the reindeer!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
The reindeer have names, you know.
Yeah. Um... Rudolf,
er... Dancer, Dasher, Comet, Cupid.
Comet. Koo-pid.
No. Cyu-Cyupid.
- Cupid. - Cupid, that's it.
Cupid.
I have to go.
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Sorry.
What time will he get to Aden?
Er... well, he sets off from Greenland at around three o'clock,
- so... - Daddy says he lives at the North Pole. Didn't you, Daddy?
He's right. Huh! What am I thinking? Greenland!
Hm.
You wouldn't lie to me, would you?
Father Christmas will be here to put your presents in your stocking,
provided you're asleep when he gets here.
And tomorrow, he'll be at the BP Club, I promise you.
- Bath time, George. - Off you go.
Well, I believe you. Father Christmas definitely exists.
We've got him, Joe.
Sorry, sir?
Starfish. Kadir Hakim.
The Paras picked him up last night. We've got the bastard.
That's, er...
It'll certainly help the men deal with... what happened.
I can't put it out of my mind.
His head.
Who would do such a thing?
- What kind of...? - Listen, about that reporter.
The world cannot see the photographs she took.
This comes from the top, Joe.
She shouldn't have been there, she shouldn't have seen what she saw.
And those pictures are...
Just see to it, would you? There's a good chap.
I have to go out.
- Oh. - I might be some time.
Can I ask what it is?
Checking on one of the men.
- What's the matter with him? - You should learn not to ask, darling.
He's a long way from home.
I could come with you and talk to him.
I could come as your wife and...
Huh! Makes it sound like it's a part I'm playing.
- "She comes as Captain Martin's wife". - It's fine.
It's not really a wife thing.
Don't wait up.
It's Christmas Eve!
Maybe Life Magazine will do a profile.
The private life of a private soldier.
In real close.
- Honestly? - Sure.
Let me ask you something.
Why are you here?
Because I like you.
You meant Aden.
You meant, why are we here in Aden?
Do me a favour.
Take this. Don't come back.
Get up and walk away now. Don't look behind you.
Take the back alley.
Where's Lance Corporal Stoneham?
I ate him alive.
I'm afraid those photographs you took can't be published.
I'm interested in one thing -- the truth.
Can I have the film, please?
Or what?
I'm asking politely.
You know, I think, finally, I understand
how much distance there is
between what's said and what's meant when an Englishman opens his mouth.
- You're threatening me. - How would you feel if you saw
a picture of your brother's head on a spike in a Sunday newspaper?
You're not here representing the interests of the Dimarco family.
Corporal Dimarco has three sisters.
The youngest is called Elaine. She's nine years old.
If she were to ever see those photographs...
I'll use the other ones.
- Hm? - The dead soldiers. They make the same point.
Which is?
This is a war.
Your government would like us to call it something else.
A little "local difficulty".
But these pictures and this reporter tell us otherwise.
The third-busiest port in the world
and the most strategically important
doesn't want to be a part of the British Empire any more.
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Is the capture of Abdul Kadir Hakim supposed to be secret?
Because my waiter knows, and he's not happy.
My nose needs powdering.
Hey! What do you think you're doing?! How dare you!
Thief! Harami!
- OK. - This man was trying to steal the bag!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
It's all right. It's OK, it's OK.
OK. No, no, no. Stay back!
Stay back!
Huh?
Thief!
He looked in my bag.
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Just below the wrist, off with the hand.
But the victim has the power of forgiveness.
And I'm the victim.
Do you remember Berlin?
- Don't. - Why not?
It was a long time ago.
Is it very painful?
You must be missing him terribly.
Is it so obvious?
It's everything you say and do.
You don't mind if I join you?
He was good to me.
Nick.
I've wondered... I was wondering whether it was guilt, or...
But I don't think it was, you know, I think he just liked me.
- Ed, you don't have to do... - No, of course.
I love you.
Part of me was pleased when he died.
Maybe this won't work.
Ed...?
Oh, come on.
Ali, if you can't talk to me, I mean, if you can't...
talk to your own husband,
then, I don't know, just... Your new friend, Honor? I mean, she...
- Oh, I had hopes, but, um... - What?
Joe warned her off me.
It's the usual thing.
Rank.
Can't keep you in line if she's too close to me.
He said that?
He said that!
- Oh. - Is he here? - Um... no. - Where is he?
He's talking to one of the men.
- Really? - Why... why are you...?
You know, Alison, she likes you. She really likes you.
You want to come down to ours for a drink?
- I don't know how to put this, but my husband doesn't think... - Isn't here on Christmas Eve.
Now, we'd both really like the pleasure of your company because...
.. we would.
You know Stoneham's half in love with you?
Only half? I thought I was doing better than that.
You're using him.
Oh! That's obvious.
That's life. It's what everyone does.
- A cynical view. - Anyone who's any good has a ruthless heart.
- They just may not want to admit to it. - Ruthlessness is...
Half-a-dozen ghost soldiers facedown in the sand,
Corporal Dimarco's head on a stake in the middle of the desert.
They're great photographs.
Mea culpa, Joe.
I confess.
I'll tell you where the film is.
On the condition you meet me tomorrow.
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