the research on
creating the retaliation weapon.
Deliberately or not, but you,
and nobody else, instead of
questioning a hundred physicists,
limited the numberjust to ten,
and on the grounds of their testimonies,
and they benefited
from Runge's isolation,
you contributed to the fact
that Runge's ideas
were labeled harmful and lacking
any perspective.
So you want me
not to trust
the Fuhrers' true soldiers,
the men,
whom Keitel and Goring trust,
and to trust the man who is for the
American way of nuclear development.
Is that what you call me to do?
You want me to believe Runge,
who was arrested by the Gestapo.
And the Gestapo never
arrests anybody without hard evidence.
And not to trust the people who
helped expose him.
It all looks very logical, Stirlitz.
I've always envied
how you can logically arrange your
words to reach one clear-cut goal.
You're hitting Mueller
who issued an order to arrest Runge,
you're hitting me, who's defending
a Jew in the third generation.
And you become a monument
of loyalty, built on our bones.
Okay.
It's all well-calculated.
But I haven't come to you for this.
You were rather farsighted, and
Runge,
though in the concentration camp,
lives in a cottage, in the SS settlement
and can be engaged in
theoretical physics.
Now I'm coming to the key point.
I got into big trouble.
If I report the results
of my investigation to Mueller,
he'll understand that, even though
you're under his watchful eye
and not one person, but several,
are double-checking your work,
you'll be having a weapon
against him.
You're right.
It was him who issued an order
to arrest Runge.
If I report that the results of your
work check-up are not in your favor,
it will indirectly expose him
to danger, too.
As for me,
no matter how funny it is,
blows will come from two sides.
Both you and Mueller are going
to hit me.
He, because my arguments are
to be checked and double-checked,
and you...
You've already hinted
how you're going to beat me.
What shall I, a Gestapo officer, do?
Give me a clue.
You're with the intelligence, aren't you?
Do you want to quit the game?
And you? Would you do the same?
Now I can't answer you,
Holtoff,
until I hear your "yes" or "no".
Okay, let's assume the improbable,
and I'll answer you "yes"?
If we're going to assume
the improbable,
it's the wrong address.
Turn to astrologers, and not to me.
Do you know any "gaps"
in the border?
Probably.
If the three of us flee to the neutrals?
- The three of us?
- Right.
Runge, you and me.
We'll save the great physicist
for the world.
I've saved him here,
and you've arranged his escape.
How?
And mind, it's you, not me,
who's under surveillance.
And you know well what it means
to be under Mueller's watchful eye.
Well?
I'm waiting for the answer.
Want a drink?
Yes.
Holtoff lied, when he said
that Mueller was sleeping.
Mueller wasn't sleeping.
He was waiting for Holtoff.
Mueller had just got a report from
the Center of deciphering
on the happenings
at the Gestapo secret address in Bern.
The original code got from
Professor Pleischner - a messenger
of the Russian intelligence agent.
The original code
of the radio operator Katherine Kien.
Comparing these two codes
he made an unexpected
and extremely important
discovery.
His head even started swimming
with the anticipation of luck.
The cipher of the Russian radio
operator
was absolutely identical
to the messenger's from Bern.
Scholz, can you explain to me
what's wrong with this drawer?
- Do you have a spare key?
- I don't.
In the morning call the officer on duty.
And now go bring me a magnifier.
Mine is in this drawer.
Mueller speaking.
Yes, sir.
Right.
Okay, sir.
By all means.
Yes.
Definitely.
Sure.
When Holtoff comes - send him to me!
Sure.
No, we have something.
Yes.
I've received a report from
the Center of deciphering.
And the picture is as follows.
The code of the Russian