The Counterfeit Traitor Page #5
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- 1962
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The damage was repaired
in six hours.
Good. Have those transcribed
and sent up to London right away.
- Good work, Red.
No, thanks.
Red, I was hoping
you might come back
a little more enthusiastic
about the Allied cause.
When you force me
to blackmail von Oldenbourg,
one of my closest friends,
don't expect me to whistle
the "Stars and Stripes Forever".
- What about money?
- I'll send you a bill later.
Meanwhile, I want Holtz and
the baron taken care of immediately.
Documents acknowledging
their cooperation
will be filed
at the legation tomorrow.
Incidentally, I gave such
a document to Holtz.
You did what?
I had to, he wouldn't help otherwise.
It's in a safe place.
Why didn't you file it
with the Gestapo?
It'd have saved them
all that trouble of looking for it.
for you to sit here
figuring out how brave
The only danger you're in
is getting a bad lobster.
All right, I made a mistake.
But if they find that letter,
it's my neck, not yours.
Curious chap.
The most amazing combination
of intelligence and stupidity.
Willy!
Hello, Eric.
Welcome back.
Thank you.
I was going to call you.
I wanted to tell you about
my conference in Berlin.
Any time. I'll be waiting.
- Your office, 3:00?
- Splendid.
Eric! Where have you been
keeping yourself?
but you never answered.
you'd finally get the idea
that I want nothing to do with you
or your propositions.
I don't do business with Jews, Gumpel,
so stop bothering me.
That, I think,
was the loneliest moment of my life.
When other people hate you,
it's unfortunate,
but when you hate yourself,
it's unbearable.
And hurting Max the way I did
filled me with self-contempt.
Of course, news that
I'd publicly insulted him
didn't take long to spread.
My wife called me at the office
and berated me for what I had done.
I went home and tried to mollify her,
but it was hopeless.
I couldn't tell her why I had to do it.
I could only plead rather guiltily
for understanding.
All right, you've made your bed,
but don't expect me to share it.
Dear Eric, I cannot believe
you have changed to this extent.
Your outburst this noontime
only strengthens my conviction
that your conduct
has some special hidden purpose.
Because I trust you implicitly,
I shall consider our friendship
only temporarily interrupted.
If I can ever be of help, let me know.
Every good wish. God bless you. Max.
They seemed greatly interested.
Providing, of course,
I could give them some promise
of Swedish government approval.
Perhaps if you wrote
a letter to Nordoff...
I have just one question.
What were you doing
at 20 Stortorget last night?
I'm glad my wife didn't ask that.
Yes, infidelity is difficult to explain...
...but not nearly as difficult
as espionage.
I have to send
that lady some flowers.
She recommended the restaurant.
A lovely place.
I'm amazed at American intelligence
sending two such incompetent men.
But that's not my worry.
My problem is,
what do we do with you?
I could turn you over
to the Swedish Security Police,
but I can't see what would
be gained by that. Can you?
I think the best procedure would be
for you to continue to work
for the Americans,
with one slight difference.
The information you bring back
from Germany will be supplied by us.
Have you told Berlin about me yet?
Oh, no.
I haven't told anybody yet.
I wanted to talk to you first,
to see if you'd be reasonable.
It's not often we are able to get
an Allied agent working for us.
These are five canceled checks
from me to you.
An Allied agent has paid you
over 20,000 crowns
in the last few months.
I doubt whether the Gestapo
will consider these... gambling losses.
You can destroy them if you want,
they're only Photostats.
The originals, in the meantime,
are in the hands
of these two incompetents.
Now, I think you'd better write
that letter to Nordoff,
saying that we've discussed
the refinery plan
and you'll contact the more influential
members of Parliament and...
We can discuss the details later,
can't we?
You realize if I'm arrested...
...the originals will find their way
to the Gestapo.
So if there are any other members
of your department
who are suspicious of me,
tell them... I'm a real nice fellow.
Oh, Willy.
You didn't honestly think I was
that bad a bridge player, did you?
Kortner was most cooperative.
We collaborated on the letter.
It was a perfect opportunity to move
on to the second phase of my plan.
The letter requested that
I be allowed to make a survey trip
of all the refineries in Germany.
After all, since I was going
to help the Third Reich
by building a refinery in Sweden,
it'd be to their advantage
if I became acquainted firsthand
with all the latest technical
developments
and methods of production.
So on my next trip to Berlin,
I went to Gestapo Headquarters
to see Nordoff once again.
He had referred the request
to the Oil Commission.
The baron, who was the chairman,
naturally could do nothing
but recommend it.
With such auspices,
Nordoff was willing to push it up
the ladder for Himmler's approval.
When I got to the hotel later,
telling me to meet a contact
on the embankment of the Spree
River near the Oberbaum Bridge.
Hello...
Well! There hasn't been
a welcome like that
since Lindbergh landed in Paris.
Just in...
In case you're being followed.
Keep it up.
The whole Gestapo's behind me.
There was someone following me
in the subway, but I think I lost him.
We'd better go.
Is this...?
Now, good evening.
Good evening.
Wagner seems to be popular tonight.
Hitler speaks in a moment.
When they told me to contact you,
they didn't tell me why.
My courier has had to hide out.
And I have some information that must
get back as quickly as possible.
Just a businessman keeping
his eyes and ears open.
Why this place?
Well, if our romance
were to be convincing,
we'd better have a rendezvous.
I rented it shortly after we met.
Since we're both married,
I think it's only logical
that we wouldn't want to be seen
in my home or in hotel rooms.
But you're ruining my reputation
for being generous and gallant.
In Berlin today, not even Lothario
could do any better.
Now, if you're ready.
How about a drink before we start?
How about a drink
after we're finished?
Now...
is being transferred
from Lesmont in France
to Brok in Poland.
Third bomber group
transferred from Lesmont
in France to Brok, Poland.
I can't concentrate
with that going on.
Look, I have a visual memory.
If I can write it, I can remember it.
Do you have some paper?
Yes, of course.
Now, third... bomber...
Lesmont... to Brok.
Now, I overheard a senior officer
in the construction corps mention
that just north of Regensburg...
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