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 y

until dr. ieato began his experiment. what was the fear that broke the ambassador? the same as yours. kuryakin, i want you to recite u.n.c.l.e.'s complete operational structure. another u.n.c.l.e. agent has been added ng blood, ieato? if napoleon solo came here to gamble, i'm sure we can invent a game that will interest him. kuryakin is a highly trained agent. he's younger and tougher than the ambassador. this is an altogether different process. it will work. illya? illya? illya? illya? illya? illya? long. he'll have to go through the regular programming later. what do you have in your hand? a luger 9mm automatic pistol. the instant you see napoleon solo, what will you do? i will effect his destruction. and then? napoleon. i didn't... you did. i did? wow. all code blue units, the two u.n.c.l.e. agents, track them down and kill them on sight! how are you gonna explain kuryakin's death to central? you promised them the u.n.c.l.e. information. i found the back room myself... come on, i'll show you. what do you want? coleman...where's the private casino? his life's in da