oh, eight...11, 17, 21. oh no. i'm out of chips, i'll take another r ousand. no need for that, old darling.

you are a wicked boy. i want to try to win back what i've lost. sorry, countess, house rules. great idea you've got here, partridge. makes you feel like you are really gambling. mm, but why are there guards at the door? afraid we'll run offff without paying our debts, hm? unlike yourself, countess, i am not a gambler. what i win, i make certain i keep. i ll, i lost again, so i'm giving... whatatm i down for? we agreed upon the stakes, kramer: your life. the check out for? this is one time you don't cover your losses with a check. that's impossible, i can take a joke to a certain point... each of you has some vital information which i want. each of you accepted my invitation to play in the privateteasino, and each of you agreed upon the stakes. you all lost.

your lives... or the information. colonel acevedo, it's almost three o'clock. your appppntment with mr. waverly is at 3:15. colonel? well, since you insisted upon coming all the way up here, allow me to showowou the principle landmarks of the city. over there is ththunited nations building, with lincoln center, and in the lower left-hand corner,

dr. saguro in tokyo, judge spencer in cleveland, kaufman in chicago, and now, colonel acevedo. four suicides in one government as a civilian vip...that's no mere coincidence, gentlemen.

amongst the quality and quantity of top-secret information passing into ththhands of thrush. is there any evidence of a tie-in? researchers discovered a single common denominator shared by the suicides.. last year, each of them had been an invited guest at the same island gambling casino, club thanatopsis. well, why don't we find someone who's been there and question them? he'd only jususreturned from a weekend there. mr. kuryakin, i want you to go to the c cb thanatopsis. check out any possible link with thrush, and anything else you can learn. your assignment, mr. solo, is to ferret out any vips that have received invitations to the club. persuade them to cooperate with us here at u.n.c.l.e. we can get hold of someone on the inside,

what's behind the club's operations. we'll leaveve right away, sir. excellent, mr. kuryakin. your plane for the caribbean ll will leave within an hour. guess your being here has causus quite a stir r,wever, i'm sure you have no desire to remain here any longer than necessary, so if you'll just give me the location of the conference, i'll have you whisked home in royal style. would you do the same for the delegates? well, there's no need to worry your head about that, old darling. you've just sampled what dr. ieato has in store for you if you don't cooperate, and i assure you, the preliminary tests are fun and games, compared to the full examination. you'll get nothing from me. nothing? i've tasted your methods before.

i was a silent guest of the nazi experts for three years. my d dr mr. ambassador, nothing so crude. you might as well kill me, i won't tell you a thing. now, i'm well aware you're not afraid of a normal death. every one of us has a secret innnn fear of dying in a certain way, you know what i mean, mr. ambassador? some of us are afraid of drowning. others are terrified of heights, or animals. and then, unless you cooperate, i'll be forced to program you to kill yourself in the way you fear most. you have my answer. you know what will happen, mr. ambassador? for days, for weeks, you'll walk around with your mind wiped clean, except the fear eating at your brain. and then one day, in answer to a programmed command, you'll either dial a special number and offer the information... or you'll commit suicide.

ested, and with nothing but fond memories. you may even win a few thousand at the casino. now, i know what you're thinking, old darling, but 's quite impossible. the island is entirely under my control. there's absolutely no one in the neighborhood who could possibly help you escape. have you changed your mind? did you think i would? the next stop, mrmrambassador, will be the doorway to your own private hell. it's not that i don't trust her, it's just that i want to make sure

you know how that is. no, i don't. it's agency rule. but even if i did, i couldn't show you well, maybe you could bend the rule, just... this once, hm, maybe? you really don't trust her. now, the reservation list, please. -i'm sending for it. -okay. this gentleman has a problem. thanatopsis reservation list. no, actually, i don't have any problem. it's really not that important. i gueses in the long run, you can trust... most women, anyway. -oh, i have mr. solo. -yes, mr. solo?

r thrush. they use it to carry vips on charter flights to the island. have you got hold of any names yet, mr. . lo? no, but i have high hopes. the girl at the travel agency wouldn't show me the passenger r st for flights to the island. i'm going to try another approach. over and out. right over there, bring it in. stop, no one's allowed in there! all the way in. stop him! stop him.

yes, you have my word. dr. ieato has finished examining the others. he's just starting the ambassador's test. to our success, old darling. i offered a toast, monica. it's bad form not to join in. right now, you may think i'm just one of @ntral's whipping boys, just another punch card in their computer. aren't you? not by a long shot, old darling. of central. i may be running a clip palace for them today, have you told them yet? as soon as i have the exact location of the security conference, it'll take the pressure off, and then up i go. tomorrow, i'll b b a member of central,

but it was the luckiest day of your life when you threw in with me. i have to go back to the casino. go when i tell you to go. you haven't been very attentive to me lately, monica, old darling... why is that, do you suppose? could it be that you don't approve of my business associates? well, get this straight, old darling: like it or not, you're in this as deeply as i am. you'll go down with me, or up. now, up is better, you know that. so i'm sure you'll be the first to congratulate me on my election to central. and in the meantime, i know you'll do everything you can to make the club, and me, a great success.

sweetie, you've just got to trust the system. it hasn't failed yet.

sweetie, you ain't concentratin'. i have a feeling that i'm jinxing the system. he. excuse me, you seem to have some authority around here. authority, me? well, these, uh, house limits are a waste of time. could you get me into the back room? back room? there is no back room here. ambassador vanderloon's preliminary tests were most interesting. he'll b ba worthy challenge.

mr. ambassador. but as you're about to learn, i never fail... with anyone. it appears we have an uninvited guest. attention, all security units. an u.n.c.l.e. agent is loose in the corridors. it appears he's lost. perhaps you gentlemen can asasst him. you see, old darling?

if you could manage to get only one name, mr. solo, why did it have to be taggart coleman? i was looking for a responsible person to give us information on the club, not an eccentric playboy. well, coleman does have a reputation for being a loner. but it is possible i might be able to persuade him to work with us. i devoutly hope so, mr. solo. here...perhaps this will help. who is she?

and coleman's ex-girlfriend. use her as bait. rumor has it that he still hasn't gotten over her. -oh, still no word from illya? -nothing. well, we must get someone inside that club without delay. and that someone, mr. solo, has got to be taggart coleman. bunch of screwballs want to freak out for good, that's their bag. not mine. what if they didn't commit suicide? we think they were murdered. that's the trouble with you do-gooders. tune into yourself, man. find out what's happening in your brain before you start messing around with the other guy's. do you always talk like a protest poster?

why do you suppose you got the invitation to the casino, mr. coleman? why? because i'm a very rich man. who owns a lot of aerospace factories, doing top-secret work. the sort of work that thrush might be interested in. let's say you went to the club. sorry, solo, i've been that route. those joints give me a pain. mm-hm. but doesn't it give you a pain that thrush is killing people all over the world? you're a solid-gold humanitarian. last year, i gave a million bucks to charities. everything from drying out winos to diapering orphans. can you match that? what has she got to do with this? have you heard from her? not for two years. i asked you a question.

e for thrush. you've flipped. perhaps i have. you can find out for sure. not me, solo. she walked on me, and i'm not chasing after her. i thought you didn't care about her any longer. i don't. come off it, coleman... this girl's in trouble, whether she's in with thrush or not. i was gonna marry monica. somebody put a bug in my ear, said all she wanted was my money. i believed it. when she found out, she took off. i guess she proved me wrong, huh? all i want, solo, is to forget her. i think you want to help her, cole...

a few more tests, and dr. ieato will have deepest fear. -that is phase one. -and then what? if he still refuses to cooperate, then we begin phase two of our little show-and-tell program. this, old darling, is phase two. phase two, mr. kuryakin, is the application of the individual's fear. you'd be amazed what some people are afraid of.

t me out, please! stop... stop them! central was delighted when i informed them you were my guest. they were sure you'd be a veritable fountain of valuable information about u.n.c.l.e. well, you shouldn't promise what you can't deliver. oh, i shall deliver the ambassador, mr. kuryakin.

kuryakin is undergoing preliminary tests now. that's right. of course i'll get the information. and the new code, yes, of course. and the plans for operation deathwatch. yes, of course central will have the information. of course, and in short order, you can take my word for that. fail? of course i won't fail. i can foresee nothing that could possibly stand in my way.