.
...he'd tell you where
the loot is first, wouldn't he?
Mm?
Darling, we mustn't talk
about the trial, OK?
I know. I just meant theoretically.
Kiss me there.
Oh. Theoretically.
Erm.
[Mumbles]
[Mumbling]
...to his legal representative...
What's the matter?
Oh, it's wonderful, Archie.
Ooh!
Aah!
What? What, darling?
- You're getting me hot!
- Sorry.
I need something to drink.
Something cold?
Maybe in the fridge?
Champagne?
Oh, my favourite.
Don't go away.
Je reviens!
What are you doing here?
- Relax!
- Get the fuck out of here!
- Your moaning worried me.
- I was faking it, stupid!
Don't ever call me stupid.
- And I'm not jealous.
- Then leave!
OK!
It's a nice place.
Don't touch his dick!
His wife, his wife!
[Wendy chatters]
For goodness sake, get off to bed.
God, there isn't any ice.
Champagne!
Aaagh!
What's the matter?
What are you doing?
Champagne, dear.
To welcome you home.
Erm... let me pour you a glass.
Whose is the car?
The car?
Blocking the drive?
There you are, dear. Cheers.
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!
# 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 15 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.
[Tuts]
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