Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy Page #4

# To prove you work a little harder

# When you're second best... #

- Courtesy of Mrs P.

- H m?

You been up all night?

Yes.

What's this?

Request for 1,000 in cash

from the Reptile fund.

To a Mr Ellis.

It was one of J im Prideaux's

work names.

Prideaux was killed

in H ungary a year ago.

October 21.

So why was someone giving him

1,000 two months later?

I wonder where he is then, sir.

Settle down now.

- Hand those out.

- Sir.

What is it?

The H unchback of Notre-Dame?

The bells, the bells!

- Ohh!

Come here.

- I'm a new boy.

- New arrival, eh?

- What's the story?

- My mother and father.

My father left, so...

Hm.

Bill.

The unpaid Bill.

- Anyone ever call you that?

- No, sir.

Known a lot of Bills in my time.

They've all been good 'uns.

What are you good at?

Nothing, sir.

You're a good watcher, though, eh?

Us loners always are.

Best watcher in the unit,

Bill Roach is, I'II bet.

- Long as he's got his specs on. Right?

- Yes, sir.

This is good, very good.

Hello, Ricki.

You've missed the wedge.

Where have you been, Ricki?

They're going to kill me.

- Who is?

- Your lot.

Or their lot.

Whoever gets me first.

I'm innocent.

Within reason.

How long have you been here?

Sorry, I've run out of places now.

I needed to see you.

Why?

There's a woman.

I need you to trade for her.

I need you to get her back off Karla.

A woman?

Her name's Irina.

'This was last November.

'Mr Guillam sent me to Istanbul

to check out a Russian trade delegate

'who might be persuaded to defect.'

'Tufty Thesinger, resident.'

- 'Yeah.'

- H iya, Ricki.

- All right, mate?

'Did you know him? '

'No, never met him.'

'Bit of a drink er.'

Hangover from hell.

'Bit of a f***ing idiot.

'Apparently this Russian,

name of Boris,

'was spending high and wide

in the nightclubs. '

'So you were sent

to persuade this Boris? '

'Yeah.

He was your typical Russian.

'Trade delegation by day,

out boozing every night.

'Didn't seem to sleep.

'Tufty was worn out

from following him around.'

I think it's going to be

a long night, son.

'His favourite haunt

was this club in Tak sim.

'Lt had a hellhole in the basement

where the sailors and the tourists went.

'Anyway, I took one look at him

and I knew I'd wasted a journey.

'Boris was no delegate.

'What delegate bothers

to play drunk er than he really is?

'You get to recognise your own,

don't you, Mr Smiley?

'Moscow Centre trained.'

# Someone is waiting

# I mean just for you

# Spinning wheel

# Keep on spinning through,

Drop all your troubles... #

'I guessed he was waiting

for a connect.

'Working a letterbox, maybe.

'Or trailing his coat and looking

for a pass from some mug like me.'

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