This is the respected U.S. Navy?
Unforgivable. This is way too unreal.
It might be us who are unreal.
Stand up! Here is Special Assistant to the President, Mr. Stuckey. [he presses a button, drawing down automated blinds]
He said... this is the guy who is manipulating the highest ranking top-dog in the world. Or so he says. [Gordon plays a taped recording of a conversation between US President Jimmy Carter and the Secretary General]
Secretary General Mr. President, are the organizations of your country under control? I was blackmailed.
Secretary General Our orders are to provide all scientific data in the area of biochemistry, cytology and biogenetics. If we refuse, they will attack us with nuclear missiles.
I was blackmailed the same way. We have proof that he's not bluffing. Some of our communication satellites have been destroyed.
Secretary General That is of no concern, as long as it's not caught.
Secretary General Then that guy?
That's right. It is I, Mamo... [Stuckey stops the tape]
Stuckey No explanation is needed regarding the two men conversing. What we want to know is who the mysterious blackmailer is who broke into the secure-line conversation. [he rewinds part of the tape, and continues playing]
It is I, Mamo, the highest intelligence on Earth. A prophet... Or you can call me God.
Secretary General God? Are you insane?
Someone claiming to be God making such a strange request?
Request? This is an order. You would both understand if you knew how the world was made. [Gordon stops the tape]
Stuckey The rest is classified. In any case, we find that his threat is not a bluff.
Is that so? [lights a cigarette] Well, this does not concern us.
Stuckey That's not true. What Mamo is requesting was stolen by Lupin. Let me get to the point. Where is Mamo's home base?
Keeping secrets won't do you any good. You were always with Lupin. [Jigen hands him Fujiko's clue to Lupin’s whereabouts] What's this?
It's a clue on Lupin. Handwritten by the woman who has been deceiving him. It says "water," right?
If we knew, we wouldn't be here now.
[frustrated, he turns over the table, knocking Stuckey and Jigen backwards]
Don't talk rubbish! [grabs Jigen by his shirt] There are many ways to torture you!
Is this what you call "democracy"? If that's the case, let me tell you something.
I used to be a fan of Monroe and Humphrey Bogart, but not anymore!
Stuckey Gordon. Looks like they really don't know anything. [whispers to Gordon, who opens a door] We will approach this from a different angle. You will be released immediately.
You'd better appreciate this democracy! [closes the door]
[straightening his jacket]
Hmph. I don't need to change my mind now.
So, this is the genuine American navy?
It's stupid. This is too unrealistic.
You and me are the things that are unrealistic.
Stand up! Special Presidential Aide, Mr. Gissinger! [he presses a button, drawing down automated blinds]
He said... this guy's the mastermind for the biggest man in the world! [Gordon plays a taped recording of a conversation between US President Jimmy Carter and the Secretary General]
Secretary General Mr. President. Do you really have good control of your government? Do you realize I'm being blackmailed?
Secretary General I am to supply all secret technical data on biochemistry, cytology, gene technology... and if I refuse, they’ll attack with an atomic missile.
I've been threatened the same way. And to prove that they really mean it, they've already destroyed several of our communication satellites!
Secretary General I must remind you that it has nothing to do with us.
Secretary General Then, do you think that man is...?
That's right. It is I, Mamaux! [Gissinger stops the tape]
It is not necessary to explain to you who these people are. We are interested only in the blackmailer who broke in on the hotline… when they were having a secret conversation. [he rewinds part of the tape, and continues playing]
That's right. It is I, Mamaux! The greatest brain in the world. A prophet... or you may call me God!
God?! You must be insane!
Secretary General For one who calls himself God, your requests are pretty weird...
Requests? This is an order. If you really know what is going on in the world right now, you should know better than this. [Gordon stops the tape]
Hm? That's enough. The rest is much too sensitive. We are positive that this man really means what he says.
Is that right? [lights a cigarette] Well, anyway... it's got nothing to do with us.
Ah, but it does. Most of the things that Mamaux demands from us was stolen by that man Lupin. The bottom line: we want to know where Mamaux is!
Your hiding won't do you any good! You men have always been working together with that thief Lupin! [Dan hands him Margo’s clue to Lupin’s whereabouts] What is this?
A clue to find Lupin. It’s written by Lupin's double-crossing girlfriend, and it reads "water".
If I knew that, neither of us'd be here!
[frustrated, he turns over the table, knocking Gissinger and Dan Dunn backwards]
Stop kidding me! [grabs Dan by his shirt] There are many ways that we can torture you!
Is that the way you operate democracy?! Well, then, I've got news for you!
I was a fan of Marilyn Monroe and Humphrey Bogart... but not anymore!
Gordon! These two, they know nothing. [whispers to Gordon, who opens a door] We will approach this problem from a different angle. You will be released immediately.
Be grateful to democracy! [closes the door]
[straightening his jacket]
Hm... I didn't have to give up Humphrey Bogart!
So, this is how Uncle Sam keeps the world safe for democracy.
All military might is an illusion.
Well, those planes look pretty real to me.
Attention! This is Special Presidential Adviser, Mr. Gissinger. [he presses a button, drawing down automated blinds]
What's special about him?
Have you heard his accent? Apart from that, he masterminds the world's number-one big bang show. [Gordon plays a taped recording of a conversation between the US President and the Secretary General]
Secretary General Mr. President. I want your assurance that the CIA is not responsible – I am being blackmailed.
Eh, how's that, Mr. Secretary?
Secretary General I am to hand over all secret technical data on biochemistry, cytology and gene technology. If I refuse, my country will suffer a nuclear attack!
Hey, I've been threatened the same way. And to prove they're serious, they’ve already destroyed several of our communication satellites.
Secretary General Well, it was not us, Mr. President.
I know that, Mr. Secretary. You couldn't hit one of our satellites if you tried.
Secretary General Now, wait! Only...
Choke on your borscht. The important thing is – to find out who's behind this.
I shall tell you. It is I, Mamo. [Gissinger stops the tape]
I cannot reveal who the first voices we heard belong to, but it's the third voice, which is obviously the blackmailer's, that I am interested in, who broke in on this secure hotline conversation. [he rewinds part of the tape, and continues playing]
I shall tell you. It is I, Mamo. The greatest intellect in the history of the world. Some call me a prophet; you may address me as God.
Secretary General God?! You must be insane!
Eh, if you're God, I gotta tell you, your requests are pretty unoriginal, not to say, venial.
Request? I'm giving you and order! And if you care about mainstream, cherry pie and Dynasty as you always say, you'll jump to it! [Gordon stops the tape]
No. You do not have security clearance A-14, without which the material is too sensitive to be communicated to you at this moment in time.
That's tough. [lights a cigarette] But I don’t see... where the two of us come in.
Mamo's established positive links with the criminal named "Wolf", an associate of yours. I need him. He will lead me to this imposter who pretends to be God!
Hey, I wish I could help you, only...
Grr... I’m not putting up with crap like that! We got information which says you and Wolf have been partners for years! [Jigen hands him Fujiko’s clue to Wolf’s whereabouts] So, what’s this?
That's for you guys to work out. It was written by Wolf's double-crossing girlfriend. Nothing else I can tell you.
Boy, if you're that on the ball, you'll solve this case in no time!
[frustrated, he turns over the table, knocking Gissinger and Jigen backwards]
Don't mess me around! [grabs Jigen by his shirt] Listen! We got ways of making you talk.
C’mon, riff, shouldn’t that be his line? If this is democracy, I've had it.
I used to be a great Bogie fan, and Elvis, Dean and Marilyn... but now, I resign!
So, you really are anti-American...!
Gordon! Restrain your quite mental outrage. [whispers to Gordon] Let's use a more subtle psychological approach. [Gordon opens a door] We are convinced you are telling the truth and that you know nothing. We have therefore decided that we will let you go.
God bless America and democracy! [closes the door]
[straightening his jacket]
This means I needn't give up Bogie!
