The Man from U.N.C.L.E. Page #6

...who was responsible for smuggling

the Nazis' gold to South America...

...at the end of the war...

...he died five years ago...

...having built Vinciguerra into one of the

biggest shipping companies in the world.

Submarine surfaces at 0800.

Gives us 20 minutes, gentlemen.

Diadema.

That's Sergio Vinciguerra's

old fishing boat. I suggest we start there.

Can you get them on the radio?

You can get a bearing

from the radio signal, yes?

If we keep them broadcasting

for long enough.

I have an idea

which might make things quicker.

Ten minutes and counting.

Mr. Solo, this is your cue. Thank you.

Diadema, this is Napoleon Solo.

Hello, Victoria. I suspect

that you're already listening...

...so I'll give you this message directly.

Earlier today...

...I killed your husband.

We're wasting our time.

This isn't working.

If you could just shut up,

thank you very much.

Ramp it up, please, Solo.

I'd like to report that he died honorably,

courageously and selflessly.

But he didn't.

Instead, it was a rather pitiful affair

involving tears, begging...

...and offers to trade anything

and, indeed, anyone...

...so that I would spare his life.

Napoleon.

I appreciate your message...

...and now I hope you'll appreciate mine.

Any blood relation of yours still living

will be dead within the year.

They will die slowly and painfully.

And you know from personal experience,

this is an area in which we excel.

Bearing 0-4-5, captain.

There's nothing you'll be able to do

but witness their suffering...

...as you await your own death,

which I will save for last.

- This I vow on my husband's soul.

- All yours, captain. Thank you.

Won't you have to inform

your organization to achieve that?

After we deliver the warhead

you so desperately sought...

...it will be the first item on my agenda.

And you will die, Solo,

knowing you failed completely.

We have the professor's disk.

We can build as many bombs as we need.

- Ready.

- Yes, proceed, please, captain.

I see one flaw in that plan.

Entertain me.

While you've been telling me

how dangerous you are...

...we've been locking on

to your radio signal.

You can get a bearing from radio signal?

If we keep them broadcasting long enough.

- They're at 0-4-5, captain.

- All yours, captain. Thank you.

Now we have your general location.

It won't help you much.

I'll be gone in five minutes.

I haven't finished.

The coupling device that you so considerately

left us on your decoy warhead...

...is accurate to 10 feet.

I have an idea

which might make things quicker.

It's known as a coupler.

A signal, which enables another missile...

...to lock onto this one

for double the impact.

The coupling device is now activated,

and the bomb is armed.

That warhead...

...although not nuclear...

...shouldn't have any trouble obliterating

a medium-size fishing boat.

The aforementioned warhead launched...

- Ready.

- Yes, proceed, please, captain.

...45 seconds ago...

...giving you about 30 seconds

until impact.

It won't trigger the nuclear warhead...

...as that requires fission.

So...

...if you do want to make good

on your vow...

...I suggest you abandon ship immediately.

How's that for entertainment?

Very good.

Well done, Solo.

All packed?

The bellboy is on his way up.

It's time to go home. How about you?

I'm not going back to East Germany.

No, that is probably not a good idea

for a British spy.

I'm sorry.

I really wanted to tell you, but...

It's okay.

I would have done exactly

the same thing in your position.

I'm sorry about your father.

I lost him a long time ago.

Cowboy's invited us for a drink up,

if you'd like.

I have to see Waverly.

In case we don't see each other again.

No.

You should keep it.

As souvenir.

That way I can keep track of you.

Hello.

Come in. Just finishing up.

Fix us a couple of drinks.

I think we've earned them.

I guess it's business as usual now.

Back to how things were.

Politics being what they are.

You feeling okay?

So, what now?

Mission accomplished?

Head back to Russia?

Something like this.

Yes.

You?

New York.

Almost forgot.

Got something for you.

You know what my mission is?

Same as mine was.

Kill me if necessary...

...to get that.

Absolutely hated working with you, Peril.

You're a terrible spy, Cowboy.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Rather touching scene.

Nice view, glass of whiskey...

...and a little bonfire to keep you warm.

Rather good idea.

So I have news.

A fresh little unpleasantness has arisen.

I've spoken to your superiors,

and now that we're all such good friends...

...they've kindly agreed to let me keep

the team together for a while.

- We leave in an hour.

- Where we going?

Istanbul, Kuryakin.

You'll need your curly-wurly shoes.

- And you have a new code name.

- Code name?

Yes, rather a good one:

U.N.C.L.E.

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