Les espions Page #7

He must have found something

he wants to hide from both sides.

He's a loser.

A loser who's worth billions

to some people.

And you think he's upstairs.

It can't be a coincidence.

Vogel has a German accent.

He has reasons to hide

and the dates match.

If you're so sure,

why do you need us?

- I need proof.

- That would be perfect.

- So, are you going?

- Tonight.

- Why not now?

- Because Vogel has a weapon.

- He could easily shoot twice.

- He shot at Lon through the door.

Six to eight hours to wait.

We might get pipped at the post.

My dear Victor,

you can count on us.

Except for the doc,

absolutely nobody will go upstairs.

Not even you.

- So will you forgive me?

- You are forgiven.

But remember, I'm not Vogel.

I don't know physics. I'm a nobody.

- My name is still Alex.

- Yes, sir, certainly.

- If only I could do something for you.

- There's nothing to do.

Just lay low and bide our time.

- But if we think hard...

- No!

Hello, Franois Coppe School?

I'd like to speak to your English

teacher, Mr Sam Cooper. It's urgent.

Yes, I'll hold.

Hello, Cooper?

It's Malic.

Well, I thought about it

and I'll take your photo.

Yes, your argument

has convinced me.

You'll have it in an hour.

What's the address?

All right, I'll be there.

No, not a penny... That's right,

for moral reasons. See you in a moment.

Stop! Stop it!

You're hurting me.

- I told you, it's not necessary.

- That's it, it's over.

It will take me an hour to...

My arm... is all stiff...

You don't give a damn, do you?

You doctors don't care.

As long as... they get paid.

Malic is a nice guy...

He could succeed if...

If there wasn't...

It's not him.

The photo trick.

I'll remember the photo trick!

You got me, you bastards!

Stop shouting, Victor.

Nobody tried to get you.

- We lose out as much as you.

- Nobody was supposed to see him.

- Except the doctor.

- You did that to eliminate me.

But I'm not dead yet!

I still have my say.

- Doctor, at last!

- Can't it wait, Victor?

Please, Doctor. You're the only one

who can save my life.

Wait till tomorrow, you'll be fine.

Tomorrow is too late.

I may not be here tonight.

Is it that bad?

All right, come in.

- What's wrong with your hands?

- I burnt them on the coffee machine.

- Is that why you're here?

- No, it's not that.

You have to give me a photo

like you gave Mr Cooper.

- I didn't give anything to anybody.

- Don't lie. The clock is ticking.

If I don't bring what they want,

they'll send me on a journey.

- So what?

- You don't know what that means?

- Is it a punishment?

- It's the ultimate punishment.

You think I'm stupid? Burnt under

the nails with a coffee machine?

Who did that to you?

- What?

- If I talk they'll kill me.

- Don't tell me who but why.

- I can't tell you!

We must never talk,

except to make others talk.

What's the risk? We're alone.

They know everything

that happens here. Everything!

You see, Doctor.

They know I talked. I'm scared!

Hello? Yes, he's here.

Your boss is calling you.

Come.

Yes, it's Victor. Five minutes.

I swear I'll be there in five minutes.

Then two minutes.

Only two minutes. It's not much.

You'll let me come back later?

I'm coming right now then.

They say they'll let you come back,

but it's not true.

It's to make you less scared.

Farewell, Doctor.

Your boss is calling. No need

to make a fuss. You're a waiter after all.

A replacement only. Tomorrow

Louis will be back behind the bar.

I'm waiting for you

to put on your bandage.

Don't bother, Doctor. He's dead.

You killed him.

He had an accident.

The driver

will probably lose his licence.

We're in France!

There are laws!

No law protects you

against accidents.

There's no law against

clumsiness... recklessness.

And yet, if you're clumsy

or reckless... nobody kills you.

You didn't have to torture him.

It's the part of the job I hate the most.

Unfortunately, Victor got caught.

When things go wrong,

the agent is the only one responsible.

He is either

a traitor or a saboteur.

That's no reason to kill him.

No. But he warned you that we installed

some microphones in your office.

You put some microphones in here!

- You didn't understand?

- So someone is listening to us now?

- Everything is recorded.

- Unbelievable!

You want proof?

Nicolas, call the doctor.

Yes... Yes, it's me.

- Are you happy now?

- But who are you?

He's asking me who I am.

It's so funny.

Nicolas, tell him.

What do you want from me?

Victor told you.

We want your neutrality.

You've already given the Americans

a sample of your photographic talent.

Do the same for us.

So, will you make up your mind?

Be careful, Doctor.

We still have cars in the garage.

No.

No? Here, it's loaded.

If you know how to use it,

you won't regret it.

You'll even be able to swap your old

bicycle for a nice second-hand car.

Now, if you prefer a hearse...

it's a question of taste.

You don't want my photo?

I took a picture of one of my patients.

He's about your size.

You photographed

a patient instead of me?!

I did it for your American friends.

The difficult part was putting on the glove.

What? This is madness!

It worked.

Cooper said you were not Vogel.

I'm not Vogel!

Do you understand?

- You're not Vogel?

- I told you earlier!

I thought you were saying it

because you are Vogel.

You really are stupid!

You ruined everything!

Vogel and Howard are lost!

Here.

Look! Where are the spies?

Where is the postman, the roofer,

the newsagent? Gone!

Where are they?

Looking for the real Vogel.

And they'll find him, don't worry.

You'll have it on your conscience.

So, you're not Vogel?

Shut up, you hag!

You took us for a ride.

We have a right to understand.

You do understand.

I took you for a ride.

I'm German.

I'm about the same size as Vogel.

From the back, in the dark,

behind a door, it could work.

And you bought it. Not only you.

Those from the East and the West.

And the doctor too, unfortunately.

That's what ruined it.

We needed an idiot.

Someone who didn't understand anything.

We got what we wanted!

- I've been terrible

- No, you've been heroic.

- Heroic, but a blundering idiot.

- If only I'd known!

You would have been the only one.

I can tell you don't know Howard.

He's a good guy, an idealist.

He saved Vogel from the Soviets

with great enthusiasm.

When he had to do the same

to his country,

save Vogel from his own services,

he must have been torn.

But he did it anyway.

Out of love for mankind.

But his love for mankind

doesn't stretch to trusting men.

He manipulated you like a pawn.

- He hired Conny...

- It was him?!

You see? She didn't even know.

Of course, I was sent here

without any instructions!

Instructions, you idiot? Your only

function was to draw attention.

To convince all these imbeciles that

Vogel was here, we had to lure them.

So we built a reputation

on your house

so that everybody knew

something fishy was going on here.

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