other suitcase.
Question the policemen from the cordon,
who saw me helping
to carry those things,
and check it against your facts.
If anything of my proof
happens to be a lie,
then give me a gun with one bullet,
I don't see any other way out,
for there's nothing else
I can prove my alibi with.
Well, let's try to do it.
It's quite logical.
First we'll listen to our Germans,
then we'll talk with your Russian.
With our Russian.
Do you really believe
that I'm the Russian resident?
Look, Mister Mueller,
I've been in the intelligence for years.
If I were the Russian resident,
it's very unlikely
that I would've messed with a wireless.
With all my experience of working
in the SD.
All right, all right.
Don't pick on my words.
Did they give you something to eat?
Why don't we have a bite?
High time.
- I asked them to bring something.
- Thank you.
Have you called up those men?
I have.
You don't look well.
I'm surprised I'm still alive.
What were you so slyly hinting at
with that <>?
That we still have time?
Come on, shoot.
Only after the confrontation,
there's no point in it now.
If they don't confirm my words, there'll
be no point in talking about <>.
Help yourself.
In this jail, especially in
this basement,
I wouldn't mind
sleeping for a day or two.
You can't hear bombings here.
- You'll have that opportunity yet.
- Thank you.
Seriously,
I like the way you're holding out.
I talked here
with some of our men.
They got flustered.
- Want a drink?
- No, thanks.
Do you never drink?
I'm afraid you're aware
of my love for cognac.
Don't consider yourself
a figure equal to Churchill.
He's the only person I know of
to prefer Russian cognac to all others.
Well, as you wish.
But I'll have one. It's true
I feel lousy today.
Hail Hitler!
Do you know any
of these three men?
No.
Have you ever met
any of these men?
No, I think
I've never met them.
Perhaps you met them by chance
during the bombings,
when you were cordoning
the destroyed buildings?
Many people in uniform came.
Just to look at the ruins.
No.
I can't remember clearly.
Well, thank you.
Hail!
This way they can
identify only the Reichsfuhrer.
Your uniform confuses them.
What uniform?
Your uniform of a general.
Am I supposed
to sit here naked?
Then at least remind them
of the place.
Otherwise they'd never remember.
They stand in the streets for 10 hours.
And all people look the same to them.
All right.
Help them, Eismann.
Do you remember him?
No, I haven't seen him.
I'll remember the one I've seen.
For the investigative
experiment of identification
no other Gestapo men
could be invited now,
not to cast a shadow
of suspicion on Stirlitz.
So Mueller charged
with conducting the confrontations,
or identification, those three men
who were in the know
of what was going on:
Stirlitz, Eismann and Bittner.
Thus,
he found himself
in a quite unusual role.
The second policeman that stood
in a cordon by the barracks
hadn't identified anyone either.
And only the seventh policeman to
come in was that sickly Schutzmann,
supposedly a consumptive.
Hail Hitler!
Do you know any
of these men?
No, I don't think so.
Were you in a cordon
on Koepinegstrasse?
Yes.
Yes, this gentleman
showed me his pass.
And I let him through to the site
of a fire.
Did he ask you to let him through?
No.
He just showed his pass.
He was driving in a car.
I wasn't letting anyone through,
only him.
Why?
If he didn't have the right...
There's an order to let the SD and
Gestapo people go everywhere.
Yes, he had the right.
Don't think he's the enemy.
We all work together.
Was he looking for the young mother
on the site?
No, that young mother had been
taken away the previous night.
And he was there in the morning.
So he was looking for
the unfortunate woman's things?
- Did you help him?
- No.
I remember he carried a pram
for some woman.
A child's pram.
No, I didn't help,