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Synopsis: Based on a true story. In neutral Turkey during WWII, the ambitious and extremely efficient valet for the British ambassador tires of being a servant and forms a plan to promote himself to rich gentleman of leisure. His employer has many secret documents; he will photograph them, and with the help of a refugee Countess, sell them to the Nazis. When he makes a certain amount of money, he will retire to South America with the Countess as his wife.
Production: Twentieth Century Fox
  Nominated for 2 Oscars. Another 3 wins & 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
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Year:
1952
108 min
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and fill your pipe instead.

There's nothing to do but see

to it that none of them get off.

Do you suppose the Nazis

have get the film?

No.

They wouldn't be playing

watch-dog for him.

They're going to take care

of him until they get it...

...and that'll be in Istanbul.

And so by the time your receive

this, my dear Ambassador...

...I shall be away from Ankara...

...far away from intrigue and

uncertainty and humiliation.

I shall be settled, I hope, in a

new life of peace and security...

...and self-respect.

You have spoken so often to

me, my dear friend, of Diello...

...the perfect valet who

served my late husband...

...and who serves you now.

Surely I can offer no greater

proof of my affection for you...

...and my devotion

to the Allied cause...

...than to inform you now

that your trusted Diello...

...is a German spy.

I know that both you and

your government...

Just a few minutes, sir.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Did you sleep well?

I slept extremely well...

...guards to the left of me,

guards to the right of me.

Are you my bodyguards?

Or are you my assassins?

We are to protect

you from the British.

Honoured. It puts me in right in a

class with Norway, Denmark and...

...Holland, and other things

you protect from the British.

If anyone were to lay a hand of me...

...I could expose and ruin

this film in few seconds.

You are in no danger.

We will go with...

...you to the German Consulate.

Don't be whimsical. I have come

to give a message for Moyzisch.

Tell him he's to meet me

at Hakim's Restaurant...

...at six o'clock, this evening.

We prefer you go to the Consulate...

...at the same hour, if you like.

- No, although, I am tempted.

So many more people go into

German Consulate than come out.

I've wondered what attraction

could keep them there so long.

We must have some guarantee

that you have the film.

I thought you were the silent partner.

Here is all the guarantee you'll need.

Don't unwrap it.

It's a strip of film.

It shows a piece...

...of the document that

von Richter wants to buy.

I'll deliver the rest when Moyzisch...

...pays me 100,000 pounds.

- 100,000!

I forgot to tell you.

I raised the price.

Ready, Moyzisch?

- Yes.

Remember to be extremely friendly.

Give him the money first.

When you get the film...

...come straight back here.

- Yes, sir.

You know what to do after that.

There's the problem

of the Turkish police.

It isn't likely you will choose to

kill Cicero on a crowded street...

...or in front of a policeman.

It's hardly likely he will

go to the police himself.

Not with 100,000 British

pounds in his pocket.

Yes, sir.

- And good luck.

No luck?

This city was created by Allah,

for the convenience of spies.

Nobody ever found anybody in Istanbul.

Anything going here?

- Von Richter and Moyzisch went in.

Likewise our two playmates.

Nobody's come out.

Yet.

Moyzisch, my dear colleague,

I'm delighted to see you.

It's far too early for civilized

dining but I have a busy evening.

Will you have something to eat?

- I'm not hungry.

Do you feel faint, perhaps?

Then sit down and have some

Turkish Banana brandy.

It stimulates the blood and makes

heroes of all who drink it.

I must accustom myself to pouring

drinks from a sitting position.

It isn't easy to break

the habits of a lifetime.

Let's get on with the business.

Did you bring all of it?

If I were gentlemen, I would assume

that the money is all here.

I shall not be a gentleman until

I have finished counting it.

Do you speak English?

- A little.

I'm looking for a friend. He

may be in a private room.

Do you have private rooms?

Is occupied.

He must be in there. I'll just...

I'm sorry. He not wish to be disturb.

- But he is expecting me.

I'm sorry.

You will sit here, please.

There is a time for using your wits,

and a time for blasting away.

We have no monopoly on blasting away.

Those two would drop us before

we got clear of this table.

He may be handing over the films.

We don't want the films,

they're worthless.

Plans can be changed, you know.

We want Cicero, and we

want him alive...

...so he can tell us just how

much the Nazis have found out.

Come to think of it for

exactly the same reasons...

...the Nazis must want

him very much dead.

You're balmy. You're completely balmy.

He'll jump at it.

My friend may not know we're waiting.

Would you give this to him, please?

Yes, sir.

Abdi Bey, how can I ever thank you

enough for your hospitality...

...courtesy and kitchen.

It is always a joy to see you, Diello.

It takes me back to old times.

Thank you. No answer required.

Who was that note from?

What was in it?

Would you like to purchase

a photograph of it?

Why so nervous? This is

the greatest day of your life.

When you die, Hitler will dip you in

bronze and name streets after you.

Can't you count a little faster?

- Haste makes waste.

You've grown fond of me, is that it?

You're upset because you know

I haven't much longer to live.

Those two men are here to protect you.

I didn't say anything about two men.

Really, Moyzisch. You and your

guilty conscience, and big mouth.

There's the film.

Has it occurred to you that

our roles are now reversed?

That the British may try to kill you?

How does it feel being me?

Keep a stiff upper lip.

That's one thing...

...I've learned from the British,

the outward composure.

Mr. Travers, I am touched

by your solicitude.

I'm happy to accept your protection.

Imagine me, of all men, with a

British sword and a British shield.

I'd rather slit your throat.

Impractical. Then, I'd be unable to

tell you the things you want to know.

Imagine how confused the Nazis

will be to see you protecting me.

They half-suspect I've

been a British plant all along.

We'll see you safely to a taxi,

then to the British Consulate.

That would be back where I

started from. No, thank you.

We'll walk a way together,

then say goodbye.

Listen Diello. We'll protect

you from the Gestapo, but...

...we intend to take you alive.

I've no intention

of being taken alive.

We'll get the Turkish

police to arrest you.

It's against the law, here,

to carry a weapon.

Did you know that?

However, first things first.

Shall we startle the Nazis with

your concern for my safety?

You seem to disapprove me.

You're the most cold-blooded

thief, traitor and criminal...

...I've seen in a lifetime of

looking at human trash.

What a pity. I rather hoped

I'd look like a gentlemen.

Cicero and the British?

Put that away. Too many people.

They're saying something

about our shoes.

What's the matter with them?

- I don't know.

Go on.

You must believe me, Colonel,

the British held us off.

They were protecting him.

- Nonsense.

But they let him away. In the

restaurant, they passed Cicero a note.

It has no logic,

it does not make sense.

An urgent dispatch for you, sir, from

his Excellency the Ambassador.

Moyzisch! What's the delay?

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