Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy Page #3

I found myself going into her hotel.'

'So you dropped Boris.'

'I know.

It was breaking protocol.

'But I was acting on my own initiative,

as it were. '

Your man's a bit of a bastard, isn't he?

I just wanted to mak e sure

you were all right, OK?

'So you didn't come home? '

I would have.

Boris was a dead end, but...

Um...

I could...

I could sense something in her.

A secret.

And how did you intend

to get this secret out of her?

'I played this businessman,

Michael Trench.

'Holiday romance.'

'I thought I'd tak e my time with it.'

I know who you are.

I want to talk to your boss.

Control.

I have something to trade.

Something big.

I want a new life in the West.

That's the deal.

You tell them.

Look, you can't expect them

to jump at every offer of service.

If you won't tell me more,

there is nothing I can do.

If I tell you everything,

I'm putting my life in your hands.

And the lives of other people.

'So she told me

what she had to trade.

'Her secret.

'I mean,

'the mother of all secrets.

'I told her I'd alert the Circus.

'She made me promise I wouldn't

give any of the details to London.'

'And you agreed? '

'Yes.

'I mean it was...

'I couldn't believe

I'd got hold of something this big.

'I went back to the import/ export,

'sent the message to the Circus,

graded, "Flash, highest priority",

'just that I had a Moscow-trained hood

wanting to defect.'

You're supposed to have gone.

London stations have been on to me.

Want to know what the hell you're doing.

F*** off.

'Anything else, Ricki? '

I know what I am to the Circus.

I'm one of the scalp-hunters,

someone that you can hand

your dirty little jobs to.

I just...

I just wanted to bring

this one in myself.

Well, I understand how you felt.

You wanted to do something.

Vital to the safeguarding of the Circus.

Anything more?

I said that she had information

concerning a double agent.

Look, I just wanted to get

the proper attention. And I'd...

I told them this was the reason

why I had not come home.

It wasn't that I'd defected or anything.

- What did you do then?

- I waited for a reply.

'I hung around for hours.

I heard the lmsak call to prayer.

'So what's that?

That's about 3. 30 in the morning.'

'Then the message comes through.

"'We read you."

'That was all they sent. Nothing.

'Lt didn't mak e sense.

It was lik e they were stalling.'

'Then what happened?

'Then, all of a sudden...

'... the Russians begin to move.'

'Lt was nice work.

I couldn't have done it better myself.'

'The message was quite clear.

I needed to warn her. '

Come on, come on, come on.

'I couldn't find her at the airport.

'I even look ed through

all the flight lists and...

'I headed down to the harbour.

'They put her on a ship to Odessa.

'That's all I know.'

I've...

I've done a lot of things in my life,

Mr Smiley, but...

I just...

I can't stop thinking about her.

She wasn't even my type.

I've got to get her out.

I owe her that.

Karla will be looking for you.

Everybody's looking for me.

You can't stay here.

It isn't safe.

'I said, "You may f*** me

but you'll call me "Sir" in the morning."'

'OK.

Just need to let you know.

'Someone flew into Paris last week

on one of our escaped passports.'

'And? '

'lt was Ricki Tarr.'

'Why are you telling me? '

- 'Lt could be coincidence... '

- 'You are a poisoned dwarf.

'Why don't you f*** off to his Majesty

'and stop trying to involve me

in your cabaret? '

'Mr Esterhase:

"It could be coincidence but..."

'Mr Haydon interrupting.

"'You really are a poisoned dwarf,

Toby.

"'Why don't you f*** off to his Majesty

"'and stop trying to involve me

in your cabaret?"'

You look tired.

I didn't sleep well.

You're going to do something

for me, Peter.

I need the duty officer's log book

for last November.

I'm going to have to send you

up a floor into the lions' den.

If you're caught,

I'm sorry, but you're alone.

- Last November?

- Hm.

Mr Guillam!

Thank you, Bryant.

How's the family?

Fine. Need to go

up to the registry today.

OK, sir.

Now you'll need

a yellow one for the bag, sir.

Thank you.

- Good morning, Mr Guillam.

- Morning, Alwyn.

- Want me to look after that for you?

- Thank you.

I'll need your chit, Mr Guillam.

Dolphin will kill me if I don't.

New rules.

So, chit me.

Thank s.

- Sal, lovely surprise.

- Peter.

- What are you up to this week end?

- Oh, you know.

Visiting aunts.

I'll bet.

Corridor D.

The two eights are halfway

on your right.

The three ones are next alcove down.

Thank s.

'Here's a request

from Libby Barr from Bromley

'for "Mr Wu's A Window Cleaner Now".

Tak e it away, George.'

Hello. Archive, Alwyn speaking.

'Can I speak

to Mr Guillam, please? '

I'm his car mechanic.

Well, I'll just see if he's available.

Hold on, please.

# Mr Wu, what shall I do?

- Oh, Christ!

- Telephone, sir.

- Who is it?

- Outside line, sir. Someone rough.

Sir?

- Hello?

- (Mendel) 'Your gearbox is bust, sir.'

Damn it, can't you fix the bloody thing?

'Can't be done, sir.

Well, phone the main dealership first.

Have you got their number?

'No.'

Hang on. Alwyn!

- Alwyn.

- Sir?

Get me my bag, will you?

- But...

- J ust for a second.

Thank you.

Hang on.

- Hello?

- 'I'm listening.'

- Yes. 9-4-60-3-3-5.

- 'Be right on it, sir.'

Thank you.

Peter Guillam.

Could we see you, please?

Percy would lik e

quite an urgent word with you.

If you can come now to the fifth floor

that would be so kind.

Yes, of course.

Throw that into the lift for me.

Send it to the second floor,

save me filling out bloody chits.

Will do, sir.

So what have you been getting up to

down there these days?

Apart from chasing our virgins.

A couple of Arab ploys

that look quite promising.

Apart from that,

I'm getting quite good at ping-pong.

Arabs.

You can rent one but you can't buy one.

Right, Bill?

How's Ricki Tarr these days?

Fine. We have tea

at Fortnum's every afternoon.

I require the matter

of your discussion with Tarr.

I'll tell him. He'll be thrilled.

What's that shrug for?

I'm talking to you about the traitor

who cut the throat

of our man in Istanbul.

I'm talking to you about a defector

from your own damn section.

I'm accusing you of consorting

with an enemy agent behind my back.

Don't damn well shrug at me!

How would you lik e a term in prison?

Well, I haven't been seeing him.

So get your facts straight

and get off my back!

So... if I told you

Tarr had recently arrived in Paris,

would you be surprised?

No, nothing would surprise me

about Ricki Tarr.

And if I told you we happen to know

30,000 mysteriously appeared

in his bank account last month,

would that surprise you?

Your man's a defector, Guillam.

Turned by the opposition months ago

and now they've sent him back to us.

- What for?

- Never mind what for.

To muddy the water,

that's what for.

To spread a whole lot of damn

nonsense to get us chasing our tails.

The point is this.

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