A British Agent meets another British Agent in a closed men's room somewhere in Berlin in 1961 to make a document transfer but neither British Agent knows the other is a British Agent. One British Agent armed with a gun and a silencer tries to murder the other British Agent who then kills him. Huh? No one in British intelligence apparently knows that they are meeting in this mens' room in Berlin. And apparently the writers have never heard of dead-drops. Which is the way professionals pass on documents. The British Agent who kills the other British Agent is apparently to be tried for murder but is given a reprieve to go and find out what is really going on in Berlin because no one else in the British Secret Service is capable of finding out what is going on. Yeah, right. Oh, and the British Agent walks around with a two day growth of beard in 1961 looking scruffy but no one calls him short for it. Oh, and he walks around "sunny" Germany with sunglasses on all of the time.
I stopped having my intelligence insulted rather quickly.
I stopped having my intelligence insulted rather quickly.