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- I want them out of here. - I took care of it. It's in the safe.
Honey, please, don't leave that kind of money just lying around.
I want all those people out of here now!
- Give me the camera! - What? What's wrong?
Are you crazy? Government secrets to the Soviet Union?
- She didn't believe me. - I don't care. Give me the camera.
All right. It's $189 plus tax. I think we should split it.
- What's this? - Nothing. Just some coke.
- And when did this start? - What? It's just coke.
Really? Don't lie to me. When did this start?
- What are you, my mother? - Don't lie. It's heroin.
I don't even shoot it up. I just snort it, okay?
- How much? - Maybe a couple hundred a week. So what?
Courier is undependable.
Seek independent channel of communication.
- It's near the harbor. - Near the harbor, yes, in Tokyo.
Well, I don't speak very much. First of all-
Thank you.
Hello. Daulton Lee. American Embassy.
Okay. Hello. Daulton Lee. American Embassy.
New Guinea? Terrific.
Let me ask you. Now, these clothing - would this be considered formal?
- Or is this the average garb? - Garbage.
Excuse me.
Why don't you come to visit our country?
Excuse me. I want to show you something. Come on.
Excuse me.
- Why wasn't I invited here? - Just don't say a word.
A bit watered down.
Move, move, move. Down the stairs.
What did I tell you?
I waited for you for over an hour. You didn't show up.
You never come to the embassy. Never!
How can I make it clearer to you? If nobody shows up, what do you do?
- Leave. - Leave!
- Where did you put the "X"? - Where do you think?
- There was no "X." - There sure was. You guys screwed up.
Not me. Don't try to put the blame on me.
- The "X" was there. - Which corner?
Juarez and Marroqui.
Perralta. Juarez and Perralta.
Need I write it down for you?
Could I have another drink, please?
Relax, Mikhael. Here.
Have another drink.
About time, Mr. Karpov.
Now, remember our figure - 30,000.
What's the matter? Too dark, too light?
You took these?
These have been sent to you from the source.
I had no prior knowledge of this.
I have no idea how this happened, but I'm gonna find out. Okay?
This is outrageous.
Now, wait a minute, Mr. Karpov.
You want to know his name. Right, Alex?
Christopher. Just like the saint - Christopher.
That ought to be worth something.
These are good, right? Good?
Five hundred a piece - yes or no?
Okay, I swear to God, no money. That's it. You'll never see me again.
All right, from now on, I do my business with the Chinese. They'll pay.
Do you carry a pistol?
Maybe you should.
Let's see how this works. How does that feel?
- Mom! - Good, good.
- It's from Chris. - By George.
Listen. Thank you so much.
Listen.
My golly. Will you look at this?
Where did you get this? You can't buy these in the United States.
- Where'd you get it? - Peking.
Come on.
I sent away for it in England.
This is so neat. You remember when I taught you how to use one of these?
- Yeah. - You'd learn real fast.
Just took him three years to get nerve enough to take the fish off the hook.
I'll get it!
Chris, it's Daulton.
- It's real bright calling me here. - Yeah, well, pardon me.
Imagine you were drunk, thought we'd sit around and get a big kick out of it.
Listen. Don't forget who runs things, and I won't have to remind you again.
Runs what? Now, listen. I've been up the better part...
of yesterday and today, and I don't have much patience right now.
I had them hooked, and you would've lost them if it weren't...
for some pretty fancy footwork on my part.
- Bob. - What do you say?
This is for you, the wife. Had my hands full.
There's another one in the car. Can you go get it for me?
No problem. Thanks a lot for this. She'll really like it.
D - four. Wilke.
- Two, three. - Two, three. Now the knee.
All right!
One more time. One, two.
Now the knee?
Let's finish. One-
One, two-
All right!
Perfect! It's perfect!
That's great. Yeah? Doctoring control?
- There's an NSA guy on his way up. - What? Now?
Just issued him a pass, so you want to get dressed.
An NSA inspector's on his way over right now!
- Laurie! - Right behind you!
Take it. Come on, Chris! Let's go!
- Come on! Move! Get the broom! - What broom?
- We don't have a broom? - You see one?
Where'd you put the dope? Behind something?
No, right out in the open. Of course, behind something.
We're never going to make it.
We're dead.
We're fucked.
- Is this your desk? - Yes, sir.
What's this doing out?
I don't know.
- Chris, what's that doing out? - I don't know, sir. What is it?
- Who's the security custodian this week? - He is, sir.
Secure it.
Yes, sir.
Christmas.
- Open it, please. - Yes, sir.
- Combination? - Yeah.
Open it.
That's fine, gentlemen. Thank you.
What can you tell me about the Pyramider Project?
Thanks. Thanks, Eddie.
Good-bye.
- Well? - It's a dead project.
It's abandoned. It didn't even reach the blueprint stage.
It's worthless garbage. It's bait. You didn't bring it in. I didn't.
None of us saw anybody bring it in, and it didn't just get in here by itself.
Those bastards don't trust us.
Fine. Somebody want to play games?
- That's fine with me. - Come on, Gene.
Darling, what on Earth?
I'm building us a house. It's in Costa Rica.
It's not started yet. It's only at the architectural stage...
but I bought the property.
- Costa Rica? - The most beautiful stretch of beach.
4,200 square feet. Split level. Five bedrooms. Four baths.
Sauna. Jacuzzi. Aviary. And an elevator down to the beach.
What's anyone going to do in Costa Rica?
Fish.
Take long strolls on the beach. Collect shells.
Relax. Just take it easy for once in your lives. You deserve it.
- They do that here. - David.
- Yeah? - Daulton, this is Clay.
Let me get on the other phone, okay? Dave, can you hang this up?
I'll do it.
- Hello, there. - I got a buyer. Five ounces, 8,500.
Five ounces?
- That's what you said, man. All set. - Four ounces, I said, not five.
No way. You go back to the bargaining table.
Tell them it's their mistake; they misunderstood.
Something else about this house. It's totally solar heated.
When is it going to stop?
What?
I will not have dope deals made in this house.
- What dope deals? - When is it going to stop?
- I'm not dealing dope anymore. I'm out. - You jumped bail!
You disappeared! Probation people call us night and day!
- Cops have our house under surveillance. - They do not.
You missed Christmas by a week, and you come back with all this junk!
- Want to know what I was doing? - Here an hour, then making dope deals!
- I was doing top secret! - Brad, please.
- No! I'm sick and tired of it! - I was working for the CIA!
Me!
I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I'm trying.
- Don't worry. They'll get over it. - You've got to make up for me, Dave.
You've got to make them happy for me. You've got to make them proud.
Do you want me to drive?
- No drugs. That's the main thing. - You just ran a stop sign.
Don't break their hearts the way I have.
If you do and I find out, I'll kill you, I swear.
Promise me.
I promise.
You love me?
Oh, shit.
I got to lose these guys.
Get out, David. It's my problem. Run!
Yeah!
He call yet?
When he does, tell him it's over.
I want out. It's got to stop.
I've been thinking too. I think it's time we diversify.
Get a few subcontractors, set up a limit-
- What did I just say? - I heard you, and I agree with you.
I think we should retire, get somebody else to do the road work.
We'll kick back and pull the strings. Ike would be interested.
- Clay may be. You think Perry? - Maybe. What about your brother?
- David? - You'd do that to him, drag him into it?
- This is business. We've got to expand. - You're sick.
Look, it's the nickels and dimes compared to the possibilities.
- Where you going? - It's over, delivery boy.
- Hey, wait a minute! Wait! - Get out of the way!
I Xeroxed everything - every cipher, every document.
Yeah. Make you nervous?
Don't worry. I'm not going to do anything as long as you're reasonable.
You don't believe me? All right. Go. That's the quickest way to find out.
- Where are they? - In a safe place.
- Where? - In a safe place.
- You're lying. - How 'bout I give them to your father?
Yeah. I'll give them to the great FBI man. How would he feel about that?
A Soviet spy for a son.
This is my livelihood now, Chris. You can't just take this away from me.
- Yes? - Luis?
Pedro? Co'mo esta'?
- You have the merchandise? - Yes, I do.
Is it better quality this time?
- My associate assures me that it is. - Is he there with you?
- You still there, Alex? - You'll be delivering it, then?
That is correct.
- The first Tuesday. - Monday.
Monday.
I know it's a lot to ask to work in silence for once.
Fuck it!
Let's go out.
- What's wrong? - You tell me.
What's happening?
Tell me. Please tell me.
Come here.
I've, uh-
It's just the maid. Later, senora.
Tell her to come back later.
Hello.
Hello, there.
Come in.
You well?
I took a few days off, called in sick. Need a vacation.
Well, great.
Raul, this is my best friend from California, Chris.
- We're finished, yes? - Yes.
I'll be right back.
- Trouble? - No.
Look. Relax. I'm not trying to cut you out of the picture or anything.
Really?
Secret little messages behind my back. Yeah.
Nice try, Judas.
Well, you put me in that position.
Or should I call you "Falcon"?
- My name- - Alex.
- This your first time in Mexico? - Mexico City, yeah.
Daulton is showing you some of the more inspiring landmarks, I assume?
Yes.
You make a good tour guide, Daulton. I always knew it.
You know, you're not what I expected.
And you're not black.
- Pardon me? - It's a long story.
- Where are we going? - To dinner.
They're going to ask about frequencies. Our stories got to match.
Don't trip me up. I told him he'd get them next month.
The operation goes fine.
Unfortunately, though, one serious problem remains.
- Do you know what it is? - The frequencies.
For anything to be worth anything...
we must have the daily transmitting frequencies.
Well, that's not entirely true, as you know.
But the fact is, I can't get them. I don't have access to them.
I see.
I don't know what he's talking about. He assured me he could get them.
- No, I didn't. - Yes, you did.
They're not even kept at RTX.
Only Western Union and the NSA have the daily list.
Now, I never said I could get them, and I can't.
You know these people, I assume?
- Most of them. - Good.
What I would like is you write a little something about each one.
Their exact job titles to begin with.
- Where are you going? - Can I talk to you?
Sit down and shut up.
Also, physical descriptions of each- height, weight and so on-
home addresses...
and maybe some details about their families:
drinking habits, religious habits...
sexual deviations and so on.
None of those people will help you the way I have.
- Are you trying to get me killed? - Shouldn't promise if you can't deliver.
You should've just lied. You're blowing it.
They're not going to stand for this. You give these people what they want.
They're watching us through this thing.
There's wires all over this place. It's all bugged.
I'm sick of this hocus-pocus shit!
$10,000 right now, or we're gone.
- Just like everything else. - How would you know?
All right? I'm sick of talking to a goddamn clerk!
Get me an expert. Get me somebody who knows.
- Every promise you make, you go back on. - I go back?
- You go back! - Where's the infrared data?
- Where's the heroin? - Where's the bandwidths...
the orbiting parameters, the frequencies, the mythical frequencies?
- Fuck the frequencies! - Sit down and shut up!
- You sit down and shut up! - Karpov!
That's right. Call the great Karpov.
Every time you can't handle something yourself. Come!
Where's the bathroom in this fucking joint?
I am so curious about something, I have to ask.
How is it that you and Daulton - I mean, where do you know him from?
We were altar boys together.
Daulton doesn't know it yet, but I'm quitting RTX.
I've already given notice. I felt it only fair to tell you in person.
- That's why I'm down here. - What will you do?
Going back to school.
He's pretty sick. I'd better get him home.
No. Don't go yet. He'll survive. He always does.
Sit down. Please.
Leaving RTX and going to college...
is a very good idea.
You should consider majoring in Russian studies:
history, language, political affairs.
And then, think very seriously...
about applying for a job in the State Department or the CIA.
Absolutely not.
You know, Christopher, we're not unalike, you and I.
I, too, have had my doubts.
I know what it does to a person, how hard it is. I know what you're feeling.
What are you talking about? I'm not a professional at this like you.
This isn't a career for me. It was impulsive.
I never expected it to go on as long as it has.
I'm not like you, and you have no idea what I'm feeling.
You want a mole in the CIA, you find somebody else.
I have a life apart from this.
You know, we waited a very long time to meet you...
and we have put up with more than anyone should ever have to!
- You owe us. - Owe you?
Christopher, you remember one thing.
Impulsively or not, you came to us. We didn't come to you.
And whether you realize it or not...
you are a professional.
The moment you accepted money, you became a professional.
You can't leave here tonight free of it all any more than I can.
Did you really think you could?
It's not over, Christopher.
It's just beginning.
Across the border a million times, and I don't get caught.
Get busted on a felony, and they let me go.
Everything you give looks real good, but it isn't. It is basura.
It is garbage.
I'm not stupid, Chris. I read books.
- What are you talking about? - I know what it's called:
disinformation, counterespionage.
- What? - You're backed by the company.
- Oh, Jesus. - You're one of them.
The CIA's got a picture of Oswald, and they've got one of me too.
And that's all part of the plan. So it's okay.
So what happens next?
You throw me to the wolves?
- Look at what that shit's doing to you. - It's the only thing keeping me sane.
It's killing you!
I don't know who my friends are anymore.
I don't know who to trust. Don't throw me to the wolves.
Listen. You'll leave your bags behind.
We're going to get on the plane and get out of here.
We'll go home.
Come on.
I'm okay.
- What's going on? - I think I got everything.
You'd better double-check to make sure.
- What are you doing? - I don't love you anymore.
And I want your things out of here tonight.
Been fun.
- It's about time. - Surprise!
- We've been waiting all night. - Finally, you got here!
Everybody here?
You got to promise me something. The day after you graduate, come and see me.
I want the chance to make you the first offer.
No offense, Larry, but the pay's not too hot.
Come and see us. We'll take care of you. No kidding.
The Agency can't afford to let a guy like you get away.
- Yeah. - Open.
Hold still.
It's about time. I've been stood up for the last time, Alex.
From now on, I set up the deals.
What's this?
- Alex, tell this guy to let go of me. - Shut up.
Tell him to let go of my arm!
Fuck!
I don't need this shit. There's a lot easier ways of making a living.
One last delivery.
What do you think? Do you think I'm making this up as I go along?
- I'm not going down there anymore. - I'm not asking you to. I'm going to.
What?
They were just waiting the whole time, stringing you along to get to me.
They don't need you anymore. They don't want you anymore. They want me.
I'm through with running. I mean, the thrill is gone.
I'm going to go to court, face the music, do time, whatever.
I'll just get a new start. I'm sick of this shit. I'm tired of it.
I'm tired too, so tired I can hardly stand it.
Going to be looking over my shoulder the rest of my life.
And for what? There's never going to be any reconciliation.
They're just as paranoid and dangerous as we are.
I can't imagine why I thought they'd be different.
Well, fuck them.
I'm going to get something out of this nightmare.
They're going to want this, and they are going to pay.
- The frequency? - Satellite.
Pyramider.
- How much are you going to ask for? - 100,000.
It's too dangerous.
I'm not going to let you go down there.
Tell these guys to put their guns away!
Don't point your gun at me! Come on!
- I'm an American tourist! - Excuse me. Tell me what's happened.
- An American. - Yes. Now calm down.
- Slowly tell us- - I'm walking down the street, okay?
- You're who? - I'm with the American Embassy. Calmly.
- You just happened to be coming by? - Yes.
Please.
I got separated from my girlfriend, and I'm walking down the street-
- She's gone into this museum. - First of all, this is not a museum.
Leave this to me. Let me deal with the officials. Calm down.
Could we tell them to put them down? Take your gun out of my ribs!
Are you the head guy? There's $500 in there.
It's yours. Just forget the whole thing, okay?
Soviet Embassy. There's been an American arrested.
Can you get someone over to police headquarters, and I'll meet them there.
I'd like to know what I'm charged with, if you don't mind.
Christ.
I appreciate you coming down. It's really just a stupid mistake.
Listen. This is Walt Hamilton, Embassy Vice Consul.
- I'm sure I can handle it. - Don't worry. We'll get you out.
- Occupation? - Photographer for an advertising agency.
That's a communications satellite.
My firm's doing promotional films for General Electric...
to interest investors.
Olympics. World Series. That sort of thing.
It's a postcard.
You carry it as a trophy? You like to look at it?
It's a postcard.
Look, this is foolish. If they're not going to charge me, I'd like to get out.
- What's he saying? - They're charging you with murder.
You're kidding. You've got to be kidding.
- Cop killer. - I am not.
No. I am a tourist.
I am a businessman. I am a Republican.
I have my rights. I am an American.
This is not America.
I have a person-to-person call from the United States for Theodore Lovelance.
Mr. Lovelance? Yes. He's in room 122.
I'll ring. Please hold the line.
- Hello? - Mr. Lovelance?
- Who's calling, please? - Is Mr. Lovelance there?
No, he isn't, operator. Who's placing this call, please?
Sir? Sir, would you like to leave a message?
Mr. Lovelance doesn't seem to be in. Would you like to try back later?
Who is this, plea-
I'm sorry, sir. That London flight is completely booked.
All I can say is try standby, or I can book you on another flight.
Try Buenos Aires at 4:00.
- Buenos Aires? - Right.
Checking, sir.
Final boarding call for Pan Am flight 551...
to Rio de Janeiro and Buenos Aires.
Pan Am flight 551 to Rio de Janeiro and Buenos Aires...
now boarding.
Who gave you the assignment to kill a policeman?
- I didn't kill anybody. - Who do you work for?
I work for the United States Government.
Fucker!
- Who do you work for? - The CIA.
- I don't speak Spanish. - Your confession.
Sign it.
I'm not a Communist!
I'm telling you the truth. You got the wrong guy. Son of a-
I'm not an assassin. I'm just a spy.
You fuck with us, you accept the consequences.
College boys running things.
What you hear? Are you listening?
Where are the wires?
We're deporting you. You have your choice of destination.
- Costa Rica. - The Soviet Union or the United States.
America.
The FBI is going to come around asking questions.
There'll be all kinds of stories. They'll try to implicate you.
There'll be stories, lies. You won't know who to believe.
That's the look that'll tell them you had nothing to do with it.
With what?
I love you, and I always did.
Now, you get out. You just go.
You're free.
Up, shitheels!
Lose the bag.
Put your hands up. Put your hands up, or I'll blow your head off.
You fuckin' traitor.
All right. Let's get him out of here.
July 29, 1974.
You signed a security agreement that you would not transmit...
classified information to any unauthorized person or agency?
- That's correct. - And you were informed at that time...
such a violation could be punishable under federal criminal statutes?
Correct.
- Have you violated that agreement? - You bet.
Did you ever remove any NSA ciphers from the communications room?
Ciphers, Pilot TWXs, Argus, Rhyolite data...
ground resolution studies, performance sheets.
Pyramider. Useless and obsolete. Whatever happened to be lying around.
- Keystone Kops. - What?
Security at RTX. Keystone Kops.
How long have you been an agent for the KGB?
I've never been an agent for the KGB. I work for no one but myself.
I belong to no political organizations other than the Democratic Party.
How much did you receive from the Russians?
Personally? About $20,000.
Money's never been important to me.
Earlier, you made reference to CIA activities unrelated to the satellites.
Could you be more specific?
I haven't mentioned a word about CIA...
but I could be very specific.
What was your control agent's name?
What? I'm sorry. What?
We can continue this later if you're too tired.
No. I'm fine. I just didn't hear your question.
Who did you receive your instructions from?
My conscience.
I know a few things about predatory behavior.
And what was once a legitimate intelligence gathering agency...
is now being misused to prey on weaker governments.
You ran out.
I appreciate fear, the chance to face it.
There's nothing more exhilarating than confronting your fears.
What you afraid of?
Of people who can imagine and create sophisticated weaponry.
And the government that can't be trusted with it.
We're the only nation on Earth that ever used atomic weapons on human beings.
We are capable of it.
Do you understand that by turning over U.S. secrets to the Soviet Union...
you're putting every man, woman and child in this country in jeopardy?
They're already in jeopardy.
There are other forms of protest.
You sorry you didn't choose one of them?
What?
You don't feel you hurt anybody?
The government's worried, Charlie.
This case could cause serious political damage...
and there's debate now...
whether prosecution is worth the public disclosures that might arise in a trial.
So Chris holds the kind of cards that could save himself.
Dad, can-
I'll fix that for you.
All of us realize this situation could just as easily have happened to us...
with one of our boys.
And we all want you to know that when you're okay...
we'll do whatever we can to see that this case never reaches a courtroom.
Two of my boys came home today from school bloody.
Teacher just stood around and watched some kids beat them up.
You know what they called them?
You know what they called my sons? Communists.
Charlie, do you understand what I'm trying to tell you?
I don't think anybody should do anything...
to influence this case in any way.
Let him be judged.
Christopher, what do you think of your sentence?
- Do you plan to appeal? - Please keep clear.
Think you got a fair trial?
All right. Step aside.
- Stand back. - Chris, do you feel any remorse?
You guys still talk to each other?
"Andrew Daulton Lee was found guilty and sentenced to life imprisonment. "
"Christopher Boyce was found guilty and sentenced to 40 years imprisonment. "
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