1. Right. We shall start.
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3. No. Six minutes to go yet, Control.
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4. Will you speak up, please?
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5. City Removers here.
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6. I believe you wanted an estimate.
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7. You're always welcome.
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8. You did exactly what I told you?
Talked to nobody?
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9. Remember, Jim, trust no-one. No-one!
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10. You work to me alone.
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11. I'm sorry, there's no vodka.
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12. I didn't expect any.
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13. I've got a job for you.
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14. Familiar territory. Czechoslovakia.
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15. Perhaps a bit too familiar.
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16. Which identity do you want to use?
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17. I'd suggest Vladimir Hajek.
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18. - Still a Czech journalist?
- Yes.
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19. - Still based in Paris?
- Yes.
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20. - Has anyone else used him?
- No.
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21. Do you agree?
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22. I think it's safe, yes.
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23. I've had an offer of service, Jim.
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24. On the military side.
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25. His cover name is Testify.
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26. You're a military-minded chap.
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27. The two of you should hit it off
pretty well. He's fond of horses too.
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28. Something else you've got in common.
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29. We can chat polo, I suppose, sir.
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30. His real name is Stevcek. At the moment,
he's an artillery general
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31. but in the past, he's worked in close
liaison with Russian intelligence.
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32. Very close.
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33. And now he wants to talk to us.
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34. I have personally interviewed
an intermediary... in Austria.
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35. Stevcek now wants to testify...
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36. to a ranking officer of mine
who can speak Czech.
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37. Why?
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38. There was a girlfriend. A student,
20 years' difference between them.
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39. Such things happen.
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40. She was shot during the uprising of '68.
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41. Stevcek never forgave the Russians
for it.
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42. He's been after their blood ever since.
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43. Lain low, stayed friendly.
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44. All the time,
he's been waiting his chance.
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45. Now he's ready.
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46. How sure are you?
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47. Stevcek.
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48. Rocketry.
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49. Ballistics.
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50. Fourth man in
Czech army intelligence.
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51. Secretary the National Internal
Security Committee.
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52. Anglo-American desk in Prague.
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53. He's big, Jim.
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54. And he's got treasure for us.
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55. He's worked for Moscow centre's
England section,
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56. and he's going to give us the name of the
agent Moscow planted inside our setup.
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57. We have a mole, Jim.
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58. In London?
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59. Very near the top.
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60. In the Circus?
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61. One of the top five.
Their code name for him is Gerald.
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62. We've a rotten apple, Jim...
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63. and the maggots are eating up
the Circus.
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64. These people? One of these?
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65. Why not?
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66. Are the British incapable of deception?
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67. We've turned enough members
of other outfits -
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68. Russians, Poles, Czechs,
even the odd American.
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69. Why shouldn't there be a mole
in the Circus?
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70. Now... look at them.
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71. Control, I know who they are.
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72. Listen, Jim, we've got to have
code names for them.
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73. Do you remember the nursery rhyme
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor?
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74. Finish it.
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75. Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief.
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76. Percy Alleline,
Director of Operations - Tinker.
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77. Tinker.
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78. Bill Haydon, Head of Personnel - Tailor.
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79. Roy Bland,
Head of Iron Curtain Networks - Soldier.
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80. We leave out Sailor -
too much like Tailor - could be misheard.
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81. - Rich Man?
- Don't like it.
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82. Sounds like police work -
fraud, Swiss bank stuff.
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83. Toby Esterhase, top lamplighter,
our exquisite head sleuth. Poorman?
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84. Yes, Poorman.
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85. And George Smiley,
my devoted deputy - Beggarman.
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86. Have you got it?
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87. I'll remember.
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88. All I want from you Jim, is...
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89. one word, just the one code name.
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90. If you have to scrawl it on the front door
of the embassy in Prague...
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91. or phone our resident hood
and shout it in his ear
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92. before you go underground.
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93. If there's some kind of a fumble
and that should be necessary,
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95. But remember, Jim, if you're caught,
deny me. I don't know you're there.
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96. Where do I meet Stevcek?
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97. How? When?
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98. On Friday March 20th.
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99. Stevcek will be inspecting the weapons
research station at Tisnov, near Brno,
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100. about 100 miles north of the
Austrian border.
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101. From there, you'll be visiting
a hunting lodge for the weekend alone.
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102. It's a place high up in the forest,
not far from Racice.
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103. He'll provide you with an escort
from Brno.
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104. And he expects you on the evening
of Saturday March 21st.
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105. Hmm. What does...
What does he get from us?
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106. The usual assurances. If and when he wants
to come, we'll look after him.
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107. One word will do it.
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108. I'm almost there.
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109. Business trip, Mr Hajeck?
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110. And some pleasure, I hope.
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111. They can't make beer in Paris.
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112. How are you?
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113. OK. But the doctor told me
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114. I mustn't drive for more than
three hours at a time.
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115. Open it.
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116. No. You must sit next to me.
It's safer.
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117. Like hell!
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118. Also more democratic.
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119. Open it!
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120. Have you got a pistol?
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121. Open it.
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122. Have you got a message
for the general?
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123. I'll tell you a story.
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124. There's this old woman who
can't keep her hands off young blokes -
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125. always grabbing at their balls
in the queue.
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126. Well, it was just beginning
to rain...
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127. Don't move, and don't speak.
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128. Get out, Baraku, slowly.
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129. Put it on.
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130. Walk to the hut.
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131. I'll go to see the general
when you come back and when it's safe.
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132. Why? I know it's safe.
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133. Go. If I put the headlights on,
I can get you easily.
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134. Go, go, go.
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135. Barabbas was a bookseller.
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136. Mr Smiley, please!
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137. You're making an investment.
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138. I hope you'll remember that
the day I sell it back to you.
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139. It's always a pleasure
to do business with you, sir.
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140. You always have a joke for me.
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141. I think, after all, we could trust this
to the Post Office.
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142. Yes, sir. I'll send it on.
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143. I'll slip out that way, if you don't mind.
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144. Not at all, sir.
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145. George!
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146. Hello there.
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147. My dear boy.
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148. If it isn't the maestro himself!
Don't say you've forgotten me.
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149. Hello, Roddy. Nice to see you.
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150. How marvellous to run into you.
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151. They told me you were locked up with the
monks in St Gallen, or somewhere,
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152. poring over manuscripts.
Self-exile, they said.
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153. Of course I knew that wasn't true,
because I know you, George.
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154. You'd never leave England.
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155. You're just not capable of such
an act of abandonment,
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156. no matter how shabbily
the Circus treated you.
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157. So...
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158. what have you been doing
all these months?
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159. I want to know everything,
every little bit.
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160. How's the delectable wife?
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161. How is the lovely Lady Ann?
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162. Not in town at the moment, I hear.
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163. Pound to a penny
you're shopping for her.
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164. Little pressies all the time,
they tell me.
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165. Going-away gifts, coming-home gifts.
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166. Are you back on the beat, George?
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167. Or did you never really chuck it in?
Is that it, George?
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168. Has it all been cover?
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169. Cover, George?
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170. Roddy, I've retired.
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171. All right, George, if you say so.
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172. You look well, Roddy,
but I mustn't delay you.
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173. Oh, no, George, really!
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174. My dear old friend,
you can't get away like that.
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175. Roddy Martindale simply wouldn't let you.
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176. Months and months since we last
had a chinwag.
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177. Now, let me buy you a little aperitif
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178. and then let me take you to dinner.
Allow me that privilege.
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179. Honour me, George.
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180. I can tell by the look of you that no-one
else has claimed you tonight.
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181. - Oh, it's kind of you, but...
- It's my role in life, George.
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182. We all need to be good at something.
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183. We mustn't forget Jebedee.
Wasn't he your old tutor?
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184. Yes, once upon a time.
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185. How do you rate Spark,
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186. the one who came from the
School of Oriental languages?
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187. Place him in the batting order, George.
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188. Not quite there.
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189. Had trouble with his nerves, so they say.
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190. What a pity.
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191. All dead and gone now, of course.
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192. Properly appreciated by only a select few,
like you and me.
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193. You flatter me.
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194. Now, George, let's talk about
your old boss, Control.
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195. The only head of the Circus who ever
kept his name a secret.
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196. - Shall we talk about Control?
- If you insist.
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197. Of course it wasn't a secret to you,
was it, George?
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198. He never had any secrets from you,
his tried and trusted right hand, did he?
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199. I don't know.
That's the point about secrets.
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200. Close as thieves, Control and Smiley were,
right to the end, so they say.
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201. They are very complimentary.
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202. Now, don't flirt, George.
I'm an older trooper.
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203. You and Control were just like that.
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204. That's why you were thrown out.
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205. It's why Bill Haydon's got your job.
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206. It's why Percy Alleline got
into Control's chair
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207. when it ought to be you.
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208. Why Bill Haydon's his cup-bearer
and you're out altogether.
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209. - If you say so, Roddy.
- I do.
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210. I say more than that.
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211. Far more.
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216. Now, we can't blame a man for wanting
a bit of peace
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218. Willy Andrewartha walked straight into him
in Jo'burg Airport,
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220. Not a ghost.
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221. Flesh!
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222. That's the most idiotic story
I've ever heard.
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223. Control died of a heart attack
after a long illness,
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he continued to work.
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227. the Circus and Lord's Cricket Ground.
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228. Yes, of course.
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the most god-awful liar.
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231. "Willy, you should be ashamed
of yourself."
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nail into Control's coffin
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The poor devil that got shot in the back.
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with Bill Haydon,
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under some fictitious name.
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236. But we know his real name, don't we?
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238. Somehow, I don't think I can
ever quite believe
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240. Might be just my natural cynicism,
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241. but power sits poorly on those we've
grown up with, doesn't it?
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242. And there are so few who can carry
it off for me nowadays.
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who was a positive serpent.
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in the old days,
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251. Well, really!
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252. One does like one's perfidy
to be subtle, don't you agree?
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Am I right?
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256. I never knew Percy as a force, you see,
only as a...
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day and night.
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259. Yes, well, now he's actually wearing it,
and the mob loves him.
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260. So who's doing the business for him,
hey, George?
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261. - Who is it?
- I cannot help you.
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262. Who's the clever-boots?
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264. And don't tell me the Americans have
started trusting us again,
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267. Wonderfully well he's doing.
We hear it from all sides.
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with funny names.
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Whitehall corridors.
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271. You're out of my depth, truly.
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272. So who's earning him his reputation?
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273. - Anything more, sir?
- No, thank you.
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275. It's my party, George.
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276. I'll get the bill when I'm ready.
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for Percy Puppet?
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Your old rival in every sense, I'm told.
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was he?
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282. the shopsoiled white hope,
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284. And if it's neither of them,
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286. then there's only one possibility left.
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287. It's someone who's pretending to be
in retirement.
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288. You, George! Admit it.
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289. You featherhead, Martindale!
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290. You pompous, bogus,
gossiping old featherhead!
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292. He was at St Antony's College, Oxford.
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293. Now, don't be silly, dear.
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294. Of course St Antony is redbrick.
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295. It doesn't make the slightest difference
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in the same street.
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297. Just because he was your protégé!
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298. I suppose he's Bill Haydon's boy now.
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299. Bill was father to them all, wasn't he?
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300. - Or something like that.
- It's not mine. Thank you.
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301. I hope you're not going to tip him.
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302. It's a guinea at Christmas.
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304. Draws them like bees to a honeypot,
doesn't he, our Bill?
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306. Do you fancy a nightcap?
Start afresh with the bubbly.
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307. Why not, George? I think I will.
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hasn't he?
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310. Star quality, I call it.
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312. I'm told the women
literally bow down before him.
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316. Everybody's love to Ann!
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320. Oh, damn.
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321. Damn!
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323. I'd leave that coat on,
if I were you, George.
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324. - We've got a long way to go.
- Well, you're not me, Peter.
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325. And before I go anywhere at all,
I shall change out of my sopping shoes
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326. and also, I think, make a pot of coffee.
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327. You sound a little testy, George, old boy.
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in the last half hour of hell,
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and on my memory,
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profession of forgetting.
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to some emotional attachments
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my whole past.
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in the Cotswolds, I think.
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as a mild eccentric.
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along innocent pavements.
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an oak of my own generation.
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in Curzon Street this afternoon
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with the rest of us.
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for dismissal.
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nothing better to do.
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- Why not?
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and the barbed wire,
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Circus ringmasters.
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I believe.
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386. The word is, he manages pretty well.
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389. Travel.
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official name?
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intelligence work is gradual
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- No.
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always the exception
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of course.
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with the word?
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We used to go up and down.
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by regions -
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its own juju man.
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and held the strings, remember?
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415. Well, today, everything operational
is under one hat.
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like a poodle.
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and don't mix with the proles.
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is to make us more secure.
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428. Did you mean, why did he send me for you,
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429. or why did he send me for you?
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430. Quite right, Peter. I should have
known better than to ask.
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431. You remember your last day
at the Circus?
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432. Just one day before Control departed and
the new regime took over.
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433. You stuck your head around my office door
and said, "Peter, I've been sacked."
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434. We went straight out,
and you got drunk.
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435. Why pick me, George?
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436. I was pretty low grade,
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437. running some very sketchy networks of
merchant seamen out of London dockland,
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438. whatever Poles, Russians, Chinks
I could cobble together.
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439. Why me, George?
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440. You want a reason?
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441. You fastened on the same word that night,
when I asked why you'd been kicked out.
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442. I'll tell you exactly what you said.
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443. I hope this isn't going to be
embarrassing.
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444. You said, "Reason as logic
or reason as motive
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445. "or reason as a way of life."
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446. You said, "They don't have to give me
reasons.
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447. "I can write my own damn reasons,
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448. "and that is not the same as the
half-baked tolerance
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449. "that comes from no longer caring."
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450. I thought that was pretty impressive stuff
from a man as drunk as you were.
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451. At least I had the good sense not to
let you drive me home.
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452. Lacon sent me for you, George.
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453. Looks like Count Dracula's
blood bank.
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454. Lacon once described it to me
as his Hampshire Camelot.
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455. Built by a teetotal millionaire,
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456. which he seems to think
explains everything.
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457. I'm so out of touch, Peter.
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458. Does Lacon have any particular
title nowadays?
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459. Nothing new. Just a Sir Oliver of the
Cabinet Office.
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460. Permanent watchdog
of all intelligence affairs.
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461. You know how he loves being one
of nature's prefects.
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462. George, hello! Thanks for coming.
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463. Come on in, will you?
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464. Guillam.
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465. I hope you didn't get too bounced about,
George...
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466. You've been enjoying retirement,
George?
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467. You haven't missed the warmth
of human contact?
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468. I rather would, I think.
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469. One's work, one's old buddies.
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470. Oh, I think I manage very well,
thank you.
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471. Yes. Yes, I'm sure I do.
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472. And you? All goes well with you go?
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473. Oh, no great changes. No. No.
All very smooth.
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474. Charlotte got her scholarship to Roedean,
which was nice.
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475. - Oh, very good.
- Hmm.
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476. How about your wife?
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477. In the pink, and so on?
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478. Very bonny, thank you.
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479. Ah!
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480. All spruce and shipshape again, Guillam?
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481. You were grubby.
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482. He did look a ruffian, didn't he, George?
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483. Well, shall we?
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484. Please, George, I want him to talk
particularly to you.
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485. All right, Fawn, lock us in, please.
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486. - I think you know Mr Smiley, don't you?
- Yes, of course I do.
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487. You once gave me a job, Mr Smiley.
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488. Don't you remember?
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489. Tarr, sir. Ricki Tarr, the lawyer's boy
from Marseilles.
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490. Changed my first nappies,
as we used to say.
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491. They were very tough interviews you used
to give us tender young recruits.
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492. Course, 12 years ago, and it's that long,
Mr Smiley,
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493. but you don't look any different to me,
sir.
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494. No, 12 years ago, nobody but nobody
got taken on
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495. unless we got past you.
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496. Not even scalp-hunters,
who weren't quite your type?
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497. We all had to get the nod
from Mr Smiley.
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499. Of course I remember you, Ricki.
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500. Your father was an Australian, I recall.
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501. A solicitor
and a nonconformist lay preacher,
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502. altogether a most unusual chap
to pop up in Marseilles,
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503. but just such odd circumstances do seem to
provide us with suitable personnel.
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504. Hmm.
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505. Bad boys like Ricki.
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506. Daddy thought he could beat the sin
out of me, but you knew better,
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508. He only beat it further in,
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509. and that's what scalp-hunters
are made of.
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510. - Isn't that right, Mr Guillam?
- We're waiting for you, Tarr.
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511. Yes, I do think we ought to get on.
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512. Well, I guess I better make my pitch,
then.
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513. Let's keep it precise, shall we,
all the way along?
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514. Before you begin, Ricki,
do I understand correctly
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515. that no-one at the Circus knows you're
in England?
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516. Only Mr Guillam.
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517. You're officially absent
without leave.
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518. On the wanted list.
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519. I think I'm safe now.
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520. I've got a story to tell you.
It's all about spies.
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521. And if it's true, which I think it is,
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522. you boys are going to need
a whole new organisation.
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523. Right?
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524. Shall I start with the day
you sent me to Lisbon?
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525. Changed my life.
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to change all your lives.
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