The Man from U.N.C.L.E. Page #3

I will finish this bottle.

The only question is...

...are you gonna help me or not?

No. Thank you.

This is fun?

This is not good idea.

I am going to bed. Please turn this off.

No fun dancing by yourself.

I need a partner.

No.

"No," as you can't dance?

Or you don't want to?

We'll call it both.

Oop.

Clap.

And then...

So sorry.

Sorry.

All right, clap.

You're not in East German

chop shop anymore.

Still no drink?

Don't you make me put you

over my knee.

So you don't want to dance.

- But you want to wrestle.

- No, I did not say that.

Good night, little chop-shop girl.

This time...

...I do need to go.

That is disappointing.

Just another five minutes?

Heh. I know your five minutes, Mr. Deveny.

What are you doing here?

You're not supposed to be here.

These...

...are...

...Russian...

...made.

One second.

These...

...are...

...American...

...made.

And very low-tech.

That bow tie doesn't work with that suit.

Good morning.

I enjoyed last night.

Is better for the mission that we get

to know each other little bit more...

...intimately.

What does that mean?

It means I like my woman strong. Come.

Come on.

Maybe I get you present.

Heh. Pump the brakes, my Russian friend.

We might be engaged,

but I'm my own woman.

Besides, I wouldn't be wearing

my engagement ring.

Remember? It's only just been stolen.

Your fianc would have gone out

first thing in the morning to replace it.

Now we are engaged. Again.

After you, fiance.

Alexander Vinciguerra...

Unh.

Beg your pardon.

Excuse me, sir? Excuse me?

Sir? Excuse me, sir?

Your invitation?

Of course.

I wonder, did I leave it in the Jag?

Could you please come with me, sir?

I'm sure we can clear this up.

What are you doing?

- Why on earth would you do that?

- He doesn't have an invitation.

- Are you okay?

- Thank you. Thank you.

I wonder what they do to people

without invitations.

I'm Victoria Vinciguerra.

I do believe an apology is in order.

- I'll take it from here.

- Thank you.

I'm okay, I think.

Is this beautiful woman I hardly recognize

my favorite niece?

Gaby.

It's been too long.

You are a miracle worker, sir.

I want to hear all about how

you managed to get her out.

Jack Deveny.

Yes, please.

Tell me, how does a Russian architect meet

a German car mechanic in East Berlin?

It started when I was brought out...

...to make improvements

on 9 kilometers of the Wall.

And one morning, I was coming home...

He rear-ended a tank.

That is when I met the most expensive

mechanic in East Germany.

And did they make you build the Wall

as well as design it?

You're shaped like a powerlifter,

not an architect.

I like to jog.

How did you get the invitation to my party?

Before we get there...

...allow me.

Contessa's a little heavy

with the lipstick.

And you're a little light

with your fingers.

Well, I doubt she'll miss it.

Etruscan, isn't it?

May I?

If you don't, there could be trouble.

What about my watch?

Are we in a rush?

No, I don't suppose we are.

Now, tell me,

when did this happy accident occur?

Two years ago.

- Two years ago?

- Yes.

You never wrote

your Uncle Rudi a word about it.

- I wanted to make sure it was serious.

- Or were you, perhaps, ashamed?

Why would she be ashamed?

I know that the equity of aristocratic blood

is not appreciated by most communists.

But a good German girl knows...

...never to mix the blood of a racehorse

with that of a carthorse.

Uncle Rudi? That's not

a very nice thing to say.

Don't be so protective.

I'm sure our weightlifter

can defend himself.

Excuse me.

So you're a thief.

I like to call myself a specialist

in complicated acquisitions.

- I hope you wear a mask.

- Sometimes.

Just never when I'm stealing things.

What is it exactly that you think

you can do for me, Mr. Jack?

Let's just say I fill gaps...

...in important collections.

Those one or two special pieces

that are impossible to acquire...

...without the requisite skill set.

Victoria, this is my Gaby.

- The famous niece.

- Hello.

I need to use the sink.

So use the ladies'.

Go ahead.

- What brings you to Rome, Mr. Deveny?

- Just here to see the sights.

- Rudi. Nice to see you.

- Waverly.

Waverly runs the shipping department

at British Oil.

Excuse me, I said I need to use the sink.

- What?

- I am sorry I'm so late, Rudi.

I stupidly seem to have lost my invitation.

Jack Deveny.

Yes. Yes, I think we bumped

into each other outside.

Beg your pardon.

- I do apologize.

- No, not at all.

I noticed you're very good

with your hands.

- Excuse me?

- He said, "Use the ladies'."

I witnessed your trick

with the tablecloth.

That's brilliant.

Were you once a waiter or...?

Have the jets been cleansed

and totally rechecked for size and flow?

Really? You want to fix it?

I'd be delighted.

So I just need the wrench.

I'd better give the Contessa

back her bracelet.

Why don't you pop

into the office tomorrow morning.

We can talk more about filling

in my gaps.

I'll try not to disappoint.

You see, each one of us has a destiny.

And I believe I can help you with yours.

You can see the future?

I can see us having lunch tomorrow.

Alone.

Darling, time to go. Sorry.

- Darling, I'll be a minute.

- Now.

What are you doing?

Another time, perhaps.

- Leaving so soon?

- Illya isn't feeling very well.

But we've had a wonderful time.

Thank you, Uncle Rudi.

Where's Peril?

He's been in there half an hour.

You've been spending a lot of time

in bathrooms recently.

Apparently, you put someone

called Count Lippi in a hospital.

He had soft bones.

- And don't question my methods.

- What's he done?

Super Agent here had some fun

with three Italian boys in the men's room.

They had it coming.

You need to control your temper.

Your new boyfriend is a Nazi.

How did you find Alexander Vinciguerra?

I think he's an athletic,

good-looking gazillionaire...

...who's offered me a job

and made advances towards me.

Still a Nazi.

I quite like him.

Yes, but is he up to no good?

If you mean by "no good," is he trying

to steal me away from my fianc?

- The answer's yes.

- That's not happening.

I don't know what you're upset about.

You're not even my fianc.

As far as he is concerned, I am.

And for the purpose of the mission, I am.

So, like I said, it's not happening.

Look at this.

This film I'm using has been treated

to be sensitive to gamma radiation.

These blurred lines means

they've been in close proximity...

...to radioactive material

in last 24 hours...

...which means they have succeeded

in enriching the uranium.

We need to move quicker.

Tell you what.

I'm gonna go sleep on this.

- Is this what you call sleeping on it?

- I suppose you're responsible for the lights.

You're welcome.

The thing is...

...I work better alone.

I work better alone too.

I'm not leaving.

We have approximately 10 minutes

before the power comes back on.

Want to sit around and talk about it...

Okay. I'll let you tag along.

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