Mr. Jones

I do not wish to comment on the work...

If it does not speak for itself, it is a failure.

I wanted to tell a story that could easily be understood by anyone.

A story so simple even a child could understand it.

The truth was too strange to tell any other way.

I was not born for an age like this.

I'm in.

The world is being invaded by monsters...

but I suppose you don't want to hear about that.

I could be writing romantic novels...

novels people actually want to read, and maybe in a different age I would.

But if I tell the story of the monsters through talking farm animals...

maybe then you will listen, then you will understand.

The future is at stake so, please read carefully, between the lines.

Mr. Chairman, from Manor Farm, had locked the hen houses for the night,

Hitler and Goebbels are both there...

next thing you know, we're strapped onto Hitler's plane...

to Richtoffen. The fastest and most powerful plane in all of Germany.

On the flight, Goebbels is reading the papers,

while Hitler, ah.. Hitler...

studies a map of Europe,

and I couldn't help but think...

if this plane should crash, the whole history of Europe would be changed.

Well... thank you young man for that...

But the Germans have their own unrest to worry about.

The Reichstag file is not unrest...

It was a tactic.

The Nazis now have an excuse to end all opposition.

But how can you be so certain?

Goebbels told me.

War begins in the minds of men.

Goebbels believes the Reich will be here for a thousand years,

which means that they will most certainly expand to the east into Poland.

The next great war gentlemen, has already begun.

Herr Hitler will soon learn,

that there's a great deal of difference between holding a rally...

and running a country.

I see Mr. Jones, has told you we are at war.

Sorry to interrupt, ah, there's a call from Moscow.

Who is it?

It's for Mr. Jones.

If you'll excuse me a moment gentlemen.

This is Gareth Jones in London.

Who is calling, please?

Hello?

Hello?

Do you know who it was?

They were speaking Russian.

We did not have a tractor industry.

Now we have one.

We did not have an automobile industry.

Now we have one.

We did not have a tank industry.

Now we have one.

We did not have a chemical industry.

Now we have one.

You must go home.

If you have a home, don't you?

This is my home.

I never got to make my main strategic point, which is...

to resist Hitler, we will need an alliance with Stalin.

A man who performs miracles.

Miss Stevenson, do you know how much the Rouble is worth?

Not very much.

Global economic collapse.

Meanwhile the Soviets are having a spending spree.

How?

What's the matter? Why have you poured me a cup of Tea?

I was wrong.

About your position.

The cuts are deeper than expected. There's...

simply no money.

I'm so sorry.

He's waiting to see you before you go.

My boy...

This depression, the casualties...

It's like another great war.

Goodbye sir.

It was an honour to serve you.

I couldn't have asked for a more brilliant foreign advisor.

Sir, you...

you are surrounded by men with decades of experience. But...

it is me you need sir. I'm the only one who tells you the truth.

No-one else seems to understand the gravity of the situation, sir.

I took the liberty of writing you a letter of recommendation.

Thank you sir.

Ah, this is for you.

It's not finished, yet.

It's my report on the Soviet question.

And what's your answer?

I don't have one. Stalin isn't returning my calls.

You could still send me to Moscow.

Ask him where the money is coming from.

But what happens after... your conversation with Stalin?

Ah, I will go back to Wales.

Teach in my father's school in Barry...

get married and settle down.

And then, one day after a long and comfortable life...

I will wake up screaming.

I've woken up screaming in Barry myself.

I'm sure you've woken up most people with your screaming in Barry.

Everything takes time Mr. Jones.

Why are you in such a hurry to visit Moscow?

I... I hear Moscow is beautiful this time of year.

Yes, much.

And, you want a press card?

What's this?

My article.

We really need a, a letter from an editor....

a three page description of what you will write about Russia,

copies of all the articles you have written and the address of your publisher.

I don't have an editor or a publisher. I'm a stringer.

Freelance.

Who will be paying for your keep?

Myself.

You are not a Journalist. You want to be a Journalist.

Ah..

I... have interviewed Hitler...

I plan to interview Stalin.

You're funny Mr. Jones.

Moscow 71795.

Moscow 71795.

Moscow central switchboard.

Hello, Hotel Metropol.

Mr.Klebb?

- Yes? - Telephone please.

OK. Sorry.

Thank you.

Hello?

Paul! This is Gareth Jones. In London.

Listen, I'm on my way to Moscow.

Gareth, I've been trying to reach you.

So you're coming here?

Paul I need your help again, this time arranging an interview with Stalin.

Please, tell me you know a way.

Go to Walter Duranty at the New York Times.

He has influence I'm...

Here, I am now persona non grata.

Listen, I really need to talk to you, I found something big.

You can crack the story wide open.

It's worse than we thought before.

Paul?

Paul?

Hello?

It's broken.

Your Visa application has been approved.

And, we have made arrangements for you to be boarded at the Metroplataz.

The Metropol.

I was going to find an old hotel near the train station but this is much more preferable.

You register with the British Embassy when you arrive.

And then you register with the Soviet State Office.

Failure to register forfeits your Visa.

Is it understood Mr. Jones?

Perfectly. Thank you for your help.

I see you speak Russian.

I would love to see more of your beautiful country other than just Moscow.

Of course.

Right after you interview Stalin.

Good luck Mr. Jones.

New building. There was a lovely room here.

The Soviets have built more in five years than our government can manage in ten.

- Hello! - Hello!

You ought to visit factories... British engineers here...

there's Vickers, you should talk to him.

I'll do that.

Where are they hosting you? In the Metropol? Yes.

How are things in London?

Lloyd George and MacDonald solve the economic crises yet?

They have their best minds on the case.

Ah ha... and their best minds got us into this mess. Huh?

What have you heard from the Kremlin about Hitler?

Did Lloyd George tell you to ask me that?

Hmm? Hitler make him nervous?

I'm afraid not.

Mr. Duranty, please have a look.

Forgive me, we're putting the papers.

Good.

I read your article.

You think Hitler really believes the things he said?

Lots of people say that he's deranged.

What is deranged?

In a deranged world, hmm?

There's talk in London we're headed for war.

Britain can't support another war.

Can the Soviets?

British engineers, new factories. How is Stalin paying for it all?

Money I suppose.

They've not paid for it in Roubles.

Mr. Duranty.

You know how rich this country is. How vast.

Out of nothing but wheat fields.

Grain is Stalin's gold.

That's a lot of grain.

In a five year plan, that's more than double in their output.

Why are you really here, Mr. Jones?

I need your help arranging an interview with Stalin.

Mmm.

Are you 27, 28?

Does it matter?

Have you become so accustomed to weekends in the country with Lloyd George that...