Brandt I don't know where they can hide themselves. Middle of nowhere. Have to dress up as cows.

Genscher Keep an eye on him yourself, perhaps.

Brandt Provide a little entertainment. Nothing much else there to watch except the grass growing and Norwegian television.

Genscher His wife's also under observation, incidentally.

Brandt Whole family of spies!

Genscher I don't know about their two sons.

Brandt One son.

Genscher Two, according to my information.

Brandt One, according to Herr Guillaume.

Genscher Nollau's obviously got the wrong man. In any case even the East Germans are hardly likely to be spying on someone who's just inscribed their wretched little state on the map of Europe for them.

Brandt The merest possibility that Guillaume's not what he seems makes him infinitely more tolerable. (With Guillaume.) You have a moment, Herr Guillaume?

Guillaume Chief. - Something odd about the way he's looking at me. As if I were someone else.

Brandt Herr Guillaume, I've been having second thoughts about your kind offer to come to Norway with us.

Guillaume - Genscher was here! Genscher's told him something!

Brandt On reflection I feel it would be quite unforgivable of me to separate you from your family.

Guillaume - I feel the wave of alarm go through me. And then the hollow behind the wave. Disappointment. Sheer childish disappointment. The party's over! He's never going to take me anywhere with him again!

Brandt So why don't you bring them with you?

Guillaume Why don't I . . . ? I'm sorry . . . ?

Brandt Bring your wife! Christine, yes?

Guillaume Christel.

Brandt And your son. Pierre. Like my Peter. A great supporter of mine, I seem to remember. Rut and I will have one of our boys there. Not Peter - Matthias. Otherwise perfect holiday symmetry. Us two and our son. You two and yours.

Guillaume Chief, this is astonishingly kind . . .

Brandt Pack your raincoats, Herr Guillaume. And a good supply of fresh jokes.

Kretschmann - So you're happy again.

Guillaume - He suddenly looks at you as if he's seen you for the first time. It's like a ray of sunlight striking down from the clouds, shining on you and you alone out of all the world. At once all the cold greyness of the day dissolves. You can feel the warmth in your bones.

Brandt It is just the one boy?

Guillaume Just the one, Chief.

Brandt You should have persisted, Herr Guillaume. Two would have been even more fun.

Guillaume — And it turns out to be the best family holiday we've ever had. They put us up in a charming little green wooden house just downhill from the Chief, and we all have the time of our life, all six of us. - Real holiday for Christel, Chief, yattering away to Rut. No idea where those two boys are, though. Vanished into the woods together again.

Brandt Cops and robbers. Secret agents.

Guillaume Getting on like a house on fire, anyway.