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very important today.

I'll trade it for a green card...

and a pardon for my SVR sins.

Will you come with me? Will you

come with me to America, Harry?

I'm trying to reach

Harry Howe.

Could you please tell Harry

that Dave needs him to come...

he knows where. Thanks.

- Harry, where are you going?

- It's nothing exciting.

- Go back to sleep.

- He have to talk, now.

It can't wait.

It's important.

To us.

- Are you gonna propose to me?

- I propose you take me...

seriously. Just this once.

Tonight, then.

- Hello?

- Max, it's Tanya.

- I know.

- When can I have the item?

How about dinner this evening?

It's too late.

- This afternoon?

- Good.

Section D5, today's match

at the hockey arena.

It's okay, everybody.

- Honest mistake.

- Are you insane?

I cracked the original.

Our satellite control codes...

were bar-coded into the

set backdrop.

I'm faking up a version

to pass along to the Russians.

- Your Russian

- Has she called yet?

No. I think you scared

her away yesterday.

I don't think so.

- This an agency idea?

- from headquarters.

She is set up

to get something.

And you're in charge

of the taping.

You, on the bottom. You,

on the top. Like this.

- We need more.

- How many?

- Twice that.

- And that would be enough?

I'm going to need you

when we start shooting again.

I never fail to be around

when the shooting starts.

What have you got

for a weekend package?

It's for two.

Something romantic, something...

without reindeer.

Hello, Mr. Hassan...

But I'm in Helsinki,

collecting the item myself.

Yes, Mr. Hassan.

Our friend in the Gulf...

must be getting impatient,

but no need to get nasty.

follow that car.

Robert Mitchum,

"Out of the Past", 1947.

I got worried when we...

didn't get you on the phone.

- I was just going to call you...

- About what?

This pet project? You are late,

more than with my item, Tovarich.

Moscow is full of these.

Obsolete.

What item?

Yuri, who is

minding the store?

Natasha, who else?

Bend his ear.

Little Natasha is taking on

new responsibilities.

Dave, you have to

hold up the delivery.

Nothing to hold.

She hasn't even called yet.

Something is going on.

There's a major instability here.

- How do you know?

- I said I'd be around...

when the shooting started.

It did.

- Is everything okay?

- fine.

Just running out of time.

f***!

Here. Stop the bleeding.

- It will be fine. I was careful.

- What?

Stay.

Shut up and drive.

Robert Ryan,

"On Dangerous Grounds", 51.

Drive, or I'll kill you

with my bare hands.

That's now, me,

real life.

Natasha, it's Harry.

You there?

- folkways.

- You got any fats Waller?

I'll look.

Did I say Waller? I meant

Mahler. Gustav Mahler.

- Mahler?

- Yeah.

No, we don't.

Natasha, stop!

It's not pretty on the TV.

It's not yours. He put it in

from the other tape.

- Whose not pretty behind is it?

- That's not important.

This ass is like the Tomb

of the Unknown Soldier.

It belongs to everyone

and no one in particular.

Done.

Roll credits.

Now let's talk about my plan.

We'll leave this mess

to the maid.

Night...

day... nap!

Great, you!

Let's get the hell

out of here.

- That's in every American movie.

- Yeah, you got that right.

- Cosmos Hotel.

- Sure thing, pal.

- Hello.

- I'm so happy I got you, Yuri.

Louder, Natasha.

I can barely hear you.

I am talking loud!

I think I saw Bliniak

in a caf this morning.

Impossible. I'd know if

he was in town.

Where are you?

You never cared

where I was, Yuri.

...good sounds at the Moving Planet.

This Monday we have...

the powerhouse sound, of the

legendary Moondog, his Sax Pax...

At last.

Wait, I got us great seats.

Don't do that, Max.

You could have died.

You okay, Tanya?

I thought we had something.

You had something, now I have it.

Goodbye, Max.

Something's wrong.

I'd better call Harry.

- Where is everybody?

- Black man mentioned the club.

I've been to that place,

terrible music.

The Moving Planet.

Mr. Celestech, I'm interested

in you product.

No problem. Great.

- Let's setup a meeting.

- Can you call me back in an hour?

Idiot.

Sh*t!

- Are you alone?

- Yeah. What's going on?

No more reindeer watching,

Harry.

You get Yuri's job?

You get reassigned?

- Got yourself a new dream date?

- f*** you.

I thought there was

more to it than that.

I want to go to America.

You get transferred to D. C?

That's definitely coming up

in the ranks.

I'm going to be on

your side, Harry.

U.S., Us!

- I have our ticket.

- That's fake.

That's worthless.

It's dangerous if you feed that

to the Agency.

You're lying.

- You're trying to keep me here.

- You have to trust me.

I'll go around you.

- I'll take it to your embassy.

- Listen!

Natasha...

Stop it!

Natasha, what happened

to Harry?

- You shouldn't have followed me.

- I was looking for him.

- On.

- You're kidding, right?

Squat.

Good bye again, Max.

You called me "Natasha"?

I call you "traitor".

Harry, wake up!

- Where is she?

- Three guys with serious haircuts...

took her at gunpoint.

There was nothing

I could do about it.

What did you do with the tape?

People are calling...

the hotel room

like they never got it.

- I gave it to Natasha.

- Are you f***ing with me?

Are you f***ing with me?

I told you to hold up the delivery.

Next thing I know, Natasha's

bringing me the sham tape.

So where is she?

The Russians got her,

and the tape.

That fits fine in my plan.

That's your plan,

that's not the agency's plan.

Now here's my plan.

I'm gonna swap Natasha

for the real tape.

No, no. I can't let you

do that, Harry.

- You can't, huh?

- No, I can't.

She's gonna be fine...

You...

How did you know

it was there?

I used to be

one of these guys.

Same school, different year.

It's simpler like this.

You know what side they're on.

What do you mean?

I'm on the other side.

The other side from all this.

- Get the feet.

- Here we go, Dave.

- Thanks for the assist.

- No problem.

When your girl likes

handcuffs, you learn...

to keep the key.

You had the opportunity to

make millions with me, Dave...

with nobody getting hurt.

Just look at you now.

Os cdigos dos satlites.

You were gonna tell me

about this, right, partner?

Schmuck!

Sorry I got you involved, Yuri.

I'll bounce back.

"flexible", remember?

Yuri, hit her.

Poor Natasha! Joined KGB

to see the world.

And now the world is

opening up for everyone...

but spies.

Are you angry because I chose

America over Russia...

or Harry over you?

Is that wh...

Where's your pride

in country, Natasha?

Russia will rise again.

Maybe not in my lifetime,

certainly not in yours.

Let's show her what she's

giving her life for.

- Yes, yes, give me more.

- Let me tunnel of love you, behind.

I like this movie.

It's Harry Howe, calling

from the video store.

You got the wrong tape.

You wanted an

American movie, but...

you rushed out with

the Finnish remake.

Check out the

French maid routine.

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