History Is Made at Night

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- Sodankyln?

- Good for you.

Thanks for stopping.

English.

Is my Finnish that bad?

I would have known you were

American, without you say a word.

My car?

Your aftershave.

What brings you this close

to the Arctic Circle?

I'm supposed to be camping

with my boyfriend, but...

we had a fight

and I got out of the car.

Sorry. I'll try to be

a nicer guy than he is.

There's a herd up ahead.

I gotta spend the night there.

I've got a two-person tent.

You can sleep with me...

camp with me.

fine.

What would your boyfriend say?

He and I keep things

from each other.

You could sleep in the car.

It will be more comfortable

in the tent.

They're always up there...

watching over us.

You wishing on the stars?

- Satellites.

- Eyes in the sky.

On radar, the sky

is full of them.

They see the truth,

they replace trust.

That's one thing

that can't. Be replaced

Trust me.

Is this where the hitchhiker is

supposed to express her gratitude?

Come on.

No more pretending.

Cut. That's a wrap.

When you say "wrap",

you mean you're done?

Yeah. Jeanine finally put on

the proper "f*** me" look.

I've done lots of custom

films, but this...

you're, pushing it

Mr. Romanov.

It's the way you

deliver the message...

that makes it art,

gives it style.

I'll just run our house copy,

give you the master.

I prefer original art.

No copies, okay?

Where is the set designer?

- That would be me, sir.

- Thank you very much.

Cats have nine lives, but

unfortunately you have only one.

Have I got the item

for you, Bliniak.

Mr. Hassan, why did you sell

the item...

on before I delivered it?

Ours is a business,

where nothing is a given.

You had no problem accepting

my down payment, Bliniak.

Touch.

Good point, Mr. Hassan.

I'll have it for you

any day now.

I feel like a used

car salesman.

When I joined the KGB,

we had principles, pride.

Colonel Bliniak, sir, forgive me

for pointing this out...

but the directorate

of public relations...

has forbidden the use

of the old acronym.

We are the SVR

not the KGB.

You would like me to throw away

five years' worth of stationery?

I'm already peddling fine arts,

weapons of mass destruction...

anything I can get my hands on,

to feed your skinny ass!

Talk of the devil...

Our freelancer is

delivering.

Sending it how?

Sh*t, Romanov, art dealing

amateur, I'll have you shot.

Yuri, special handling required

for top priority item in transit.

Arrival imminent.

Initiate contact with...

representative of

Celestech Corporation,

staying at the Cosmos.

Confirm receipt of

item immediately.

Just until the Van Gogh sells.

Okay, Yeltsin?

I bet nobody even reads

your reindeer reports.

You do, Natasha.

You're not supposed to.

Why couldn't you be

the hitchhiker for once?

You started it this time.

To give you a chance

to apologize.

What were you doing,

agreeing to sleep with me the...

second that you jumped in the car?

What was up with that?

That was supposed to be

our first meeting.

I did sleep with you

the first time we met.

You could have told me

before that you didn't...

- like my aftershave.

- You are so vulnerable.

Maybe you really are

just a reindeer ranger.

Nah, just a guy pointing

a fancy Geiger counter...

at a herd of Santa's helpers.

I thought Santa's helpers

were elves, not reindeer.

Yeah, well, the reindeer

pull the sleigh...

that's full of toys

that the elves made.

That seems pretty

damn helpful to me.

I'm not sleeping in a

tent tonight.

There's a lot worse

places than this.

I spent my time

in too many of them.

Before we go, you should

say goodbye to the reindeer.

Thanks to those leaks in the

nuke submarines in Murmansk,

some of them won't

be around next time.

Maybe I won't be

around next time.

I need more from you than

your reindeer reports.

Are you talking personally,

or professionally?

Both.

Harry...

your aftershave is sexy.

Harry, go back to America,

and take me with you.

My favorite doll

was Miss America...

with her crown... and torch...

No, no... I think that's

the Statue of Liberty.

I grew up in New Jersey,

so I should know...

We had the best view of her,

we were looking at her back.

A friend of mine used to say...

"Nice ass for a white girl. "

Me, Max fisher, in a linen

suit and handcuffs.

f*** the five figure income.

f*** six figures, too!

I measured my income

in commas!

Had a goddamn

two comma income.

That gives you pause,

doesn't it?

Turn around.

I'm sorry I'm late,

Mr. fisher.

Mr. fisher, I don't really think...

that you can collect unemployment

for time spent in prison.

When you transcribe this...

be sure you get down

every word.

Mr. fisher, I...

When the FBI made me wear this,

they got it all down.

- I'm glad you're finally...

- Information is power, Lauren.

I simply can't transcribe

this stuff for you anymore.

I need a paid position.

Things may be a little tight

for me now, Lauren...

but I haven't forgotten you.

Oh, thanks, Mr. fisher.

That's very kind.

Poor bastard.

Any news from Headquarters?

My feet are killing me.

I'm just not cut out

for field work.

If the bad boy isn't out in five,

we'll go grab him, okay?

Opportunity walking

in your door.

Hey, Max, you look very

well rested, buddy.

I only relax when forced to,

Romanov. They forced me.

Not many of these in circulation.

World War II. The Nazis

took then from the French...

then the Soviets

took them from the Nazis.

Me, I've taken them

off museum walls in Russia.

Looting and plundering.

I've got an opportunity for you.

Artists have grand thoughts,

but you and I both know...

that it's what's in the head

of the buyer that makes it art.

Buyers have got to believe.

Before my run-in with the SEC...

I had everyone believing in bonds.

I could do the same thing for you.

I could work for you.

I could sell art market faith.

Give me a cash advance

against future commissions.

I'll start today,

and I'll make you rich.

I could use a break.

I'm having a hard time

re-entering society.

What do you expect?

You were the first one

to name names...

to sell out your

Wall Street buddies.

Somebody having a sale

on cell phones?

Looks like they're talking

to each other.

Maybe there is something

you can do for me.

But you'll have

to start in the mailroom.

I need a guy to deliver

this to Helsinki.

Helsinki?

I'd go myself,

but something's come up.

There's a reservation for

a Celestech rep...

at Cosmos Hotel.

That's you. When my associates...

contact you,

just hand this over. Right?

- What's "Celestech"?

- What's the difference?

You know what this is?

It's an adult-cash

relationship.

Let's have a schnapps

when you're back.

I'll give you the rest

of the money then.

On second thought,

we should trade tapes.

- What?

- Come on, Max.

I heard about the habit

you picked up from the feds.

Give me the tape.

I'm on my way.

I just hit the second,

you there?

CIA! freeze!

Sh*t!

We don't go shouting

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