The Secret Life of Filby Burgess

Burgess knows Filby inside out, including when he's lying. If you don't tell me the truth, I'm going to stand on this table until everyone in this pub will lie here you are. Burgess stares into his pint for a second and realizes Donald McLean's also been spouting nonsense about admiring dictators and their far right thugs. They've got McLean as well, haven't they? He leans in, then whispers. I've been recruited by Russian intelligence. It's like an Espionage version of having a birthday party and not inviting someone. Two days later, he sits in a busy cafe in Bethnal Green, opposite a large man called Otto.