The Dirty Game

American army checkpoint.

- That was bad luck, he almost made it. - Should we get a fire extinguisher?

We are not allowed into the Russian zone.

- He's alive. - Let's go.

This man spent 17 years undercover on the other side of that wall.

He escaped now with important information, and I had to be there in time to receive him.

Unfortunately he had to escape a day earlier than planned, and I was not present that evening.

Call headquarters, tell them to send a doctor.

No, I only want to go inside.

You are in no danger here.

This is not Moscow. You are now in West-Berlin.

That is exactly what worries me.

Oh boy... you were lucky.

I don't see how I can be your brother.

Call the commander and tell him

to get the head of intelligence.

I mean General Bruce.

Are you crazy?

The old man will punish me if I call him this late.

Still, I am the one giving orders here, understood?

See what happens if you do not inform him.

Sergeant, you do not need to go to the office,

We decide what happens, you may decide.

Listen, I've had enough of your stupid ideas.

We were going to the office after all, come along, friend.

Are you going to contact General Bruce or not?

The general and even the colonels do not want calls after midnight.

And I must first know what it is about.

I have information, I am an officer in the Russian army.

What kind of information?

I only speak with someone from your intelligence service.

- Be sensible, wait until morning. - No.

You will have to understand that.

You are taking on a great responsibility.

Listen, I am only a sergeant and I know my duty.

What responsibility?

Take him to headquarters, to the officer on duty.

Do you always think you are right? Shut up!!

I must inspect the guard posts now.

Don't let him out of your sight.

Captain Perry, is he on duty?

- Yes certainly. - Call him.

Better wake a captain than a colonel.

Better wake a colonel than a general.

And a general...

Are you all right, sergeant?

Hello Captain Perry? One moment, sir.

Sergeant Fernandez here.

Nothing important, sir. Just a man who claims to be a Russian agent.

A deserter. He wants to speak to General Bruce.

What did you say, Captain?

Yes, yes... They are searching him now.

Yes, of course, immediately. They are on their way.

Karl here, the military police have him.

Colombo!

Have you ever heard me say that the first step is not a search?

If you think it affects our sector?

Never, sergeant, but just in case here...

Ah, a weapon, huh.

I could not cross the border unarmed.

Leave the documents, I need them to identify myself.

Who is in charge here?

If they say it is allowed, you will get them back.

I have decided to take you to headquarters.

Colombo, come along.

Come on, hurry up.

- We are not going by jeep. - Calm down.

You don't like jeeps, then what do you want?

We are an easy target. For whom?

He has a point, doesn't he?

The American army protects you... Move!

Karl here. He is going to the American headquarters.

- I will catch up with them after 300 meters. - Then you will recognize them. Over.

Understood. We are almost there.

There are many taxis.

Karl here... I am going to overtake the jeep.

Prepare to intervene. Over.

Good, Karl. Everything understood.

Get out.

They are coming!

You and your shorter routes, we are going the wrong way.

Look what happened.

This is Karl. They are back, I don't know why.

I am following them. Wait for my order.

He was carrying that, sir.

Colonel Dimitri Koulov.

Everything is on it if you can read Russian.

Our liaison officer knows it.

Prince George Petchatkin.

Forgive me, Koulov, if I do not sympathize with your problems.

But my parents and two sisters

were killed by this regime.

That was a long time ago.

Russians do not forget.

You are speaking with a Russian.

And with a "GR1" -agent, according to what I read here.

You have not forgotten the Cyrillic characters, have you?

Sergeant Fernandez said that you have information.

Let's not start again, you only speak with Bruce.

Are you willing to declare this in writing?

Only for General Bruce.

We must follow rules here.

Captain, I do not care about your rules.

I risk my life to serve you.

A risk that is well rewarded.

That is correct.

I hope you explain all the problems to the Prince. I have to make a call.

Listen, you are behaving foolishly. You have nothing to fear.

Haven't you found him yet?

He is somewhere between Wiesbaden and Frankfurt.

- There is a telex message to every station. - Keep trying.

All right, sir.

What is your impression?

Not good. I have nothing concrete against him, but his behavior...

His silence when questioned... His insistence on Bruce...

And don't you find it strange that he could cross the wall so easily?

Yes. Bruce is at a special conference of military intelligence services.

He will not return until tomorrow afternoon.

Take him to the transit hotel and lock him there tonight.

I have decided to put you in a hotel tonight.

I would rather wait here.

That is not possible. We have no facilities for civilians.

As soon as General Bruce is back, he will be informed of your arrival.

Captain, I cannot tell you much.

My escape was planned for tomorrow, Wednesday.

I got a tip from a friend. I decided

not to wait and crossed tonight.

That is why Bruce is not there to receive me. You must keep me hidden one more day.

I tell you, it is safer if I do not leave this barracks.

Sorry, Curlup. I must take you to the transit hotel.

One condition.

I go in a closed car. No more jeeps.

Let's go.

- You suggested that I put something on paper. - Yes. Have you changed your mind?

But I would rather record my statement only on tape. Give me a tape recorder.

Fernandez, on your way out ask the typists for a tape recorder.

Yes, sir.

Colombo.

Captain Perry. They called from headquarters.

Yes, sir.

- That sergeant, is he the only guard here? - Until now that was always enough.

But it is the future that worries me.

Fortunately it is at least on the third floor.

Can I do anything else for you?

You probably do not want a doctor for your head?

I think it will last until tomorrow morning. Hopefully I will too.

Do you know how it works?

- I worked at Technical Research. - Good night.

We will send a car for you tomorrow morning.

- Good night. - Good night.

Major.

Wiesbaden air traffic control, General Bruce, received.

Officer on duty temporarily unavailable.

- I cannot wait until they locate him. - Is there permission for takeoff?

We are in contact with Gatow and Tempelhof.

By the time she reaches the air corridor, the Russians will already have been informed.

One more thing. Call Berlin directly.

Tell them to watch out for the man waiting for me.

It is essential that they protect him.

Very good, sir.

Pre-Kulov, born as Kostolovsky, from.

Polish-American parents in Hazelton, Pennsylvania.

I was sent to Lithuania with my family in 1938,

with the intention of someday serving as a deep undercover agent

to serve for the American foreign service.

During the war, after the occupation, I was by the

Soviets forced to enlist in the Red Army,

and I remained in their liaison service until 1948,

was sent on mission in Istanbul.

Mission in Istanbul was sent.

Three years later I was transferred to the NKVD,

which after the death of Beria was transformed into the GRU.

I did well in that service, was quickly promoted and...

I came into a position of trust as assistant to General Krasin,

current director-general of the GRU.

But during those 17 years that I was a paid CIA-agent,

I was never asked to do anything specific, nor

to provide any service, until five weeks ago,

when I was approached at the Leipzig fair and told...

Kulov, are you all right?

For God's sake, man, say that you are safe.

Break the door open, sergeant, something is wrong.

It is all right!

It is all right, sergeant.

Thank God you are unharmed. When we arrived, I already thought I was too late...

Sergeant, what happened...

I returned to Berlin too late. Kulov was dead.

Do you want a doctor, General?

You do not like losing a deep undercover agent,

and the sensitive information he brought.

I had heard about that new Soviet-gas pistol, but...

I thought it was something for "Time Magazine" or something like that.

But it really works?

- Lieutenant. - Sir?

Get the military police immediately. Close

off the block, check all the houses in the area.

Immediately, sir.

I am Dmitry Kulov, born as Koslowski,

from Polish-American parents in Hazelton, Pennsylvania...

Send this to my office with the signal report.