All language subtitles for Mata Hari 1931

[Drums and bugles play]

[Officer shouts order]

Look. Is any woman worth that?

Surely you regret having
betrayed your country.

You can still have a chance--

you're wasting time.

Come on, out with it.

Who is she?

What is her name?

Tell us, you fool!

Mata Hari.

That's her name, isn't it?

Let me alone.

Oh, shoot him.

She bewitches them.

Why not?
She has bewitched all Paris.

And she's France's
greatest enemy.

Oh, the woman has become
a mania with you, Dubois.

After all, you're
the only one in Paris

that believes she's a spy.

It's very dangerous
to accuse a woman

who's so powerfully protected,
without proof.

I'll get that proof.

And one cold morning

you'll see your fine Mata Hari

tied to one of those posts.

[Drums and bugles play]

Dine with me tonight?

Thanks, no. Tonight I'm
to see Mata Hari dance--

what?

A special soiree
at Lemarchand's.

How dare you--

it's to be smart
it's very private.

After all,
there's a war going on.

Oh, well, some dance
and some die.

And some will do both.

[Airplane]

Is that it?

I think it is, general Shubin.

Surely.
May I?

It is!

Amazing.

Something of an event to see
a ship arrive from Russia.

Event? Why, it's
the first time in history!

A flight over the German lines?

[Turns off engine]

Congratulations!

A great achievement!

Thank you, sir,
but it's just sheer luck

and a good engine.

The dispatches?

Quite safe, sir.

I'm to deliver them
to the ambassador personally.

Yes, yes, of course,
of course. Major,

may I present
lieutenant Alexis Rosanoff

of the Russian
imperial air force.

Proud to meet such
a brave young man, lieutenant.

Thank you, sir,

but I was frightened to death
all the way.

[All laughing]

You'll hold yourself
in readiness

for a return flight to Russia

as soon as our reply to
this message is ready.

Yes, your excellency.

How long will it take
to decode this?

From 1o to 12 hours,
your excellency.

Rush it, please.
General Shubin,

please report back here
tonight at 11:3o.

This will call for
immediate counsel.

Congratulations, lieutenant.

We shan't forget.

General Shubin

will give you your instructions.

Thank you.
Sit down.

Well, you feel like celebrating?

Sleep is the only thing
I'm interested in.

Well, can I put you up
for the night?

No, thank you,

still have my
little place at Passy,

that is, if I can stay awake
long enough to get there.

I'd ask you to dine with me,

but I have to go to a reception
right afterwards.

Mata Hari's dancing.

Mm.
Mata Hari?

I'll be delighted to have
dinner with you, sir.

I'm not as tired as I was.

No?

The prospect of
a good dinner, perhaps.

Yes, yes.
I suppose that's it.

And after all, it's rather
absurd to go straight to bed

your first night back in Paris.

I think I do feel
rather like celebrating.

If you can stay awake.

Funny, I'm not even
sleepy anymore.

No? That's all right, Rosanoff.

There'll be such a crowd there,
one more won't matter.

What do you mean?

Why, didn't you say

that you wanted to see
Mata Hari dance?

[Exotic music playing]

Shiva, I dance for you tonight

as the bayaderes dance
in the sacred temples of java.

Bravo!

Bravo!

My dear, they say her mother
was a sacred dancer,

her father, a temple priest.

You know,
she married a Dutchman.

My dear, he used to beat her.

I just can't believe it.

She makes matrimony
seem so dull.

I'd like to know her.

I feel that I do know her.

Madame Mata Hari,

may a perfect stranger
offer her appreciation?

Thank you.

Your costume was exquisite,

and those earrings,
are they Javanese?

No, they're from India.

They're so intriguing.
May I?

Andriani wants to see you
at the pavilion at once.

It's very important.

Glad you like them.

Thank you.

Do you think--
could you introduce me?

My dear boy,
one doesn't meet Mata Hari

on the spur of the moment
like that.

Besides, I'm late now.

Do you mind if I stay
for a while?

No, no, not at all.

Thank you.
Good night.

Good night.

Yes, I thought
you were different.

Champagne, please.

Take this.
I know what you like.

I know all about men like--oh!

Permit me, mademoiselle.

Oh, wasn't she marvelous?

Wasn't that a wonderful
dance, monsieur?

It wasn't a dance,
it was a poem.

Ohh...

Do you know her?

Who doesn't?

I would give my right arm
to meet her.

So would I.

To Mata Hari the incomparable!

Unsurpassed!

Priestess of the dance!

High priestess!

Goddess!
Goddess of beauty!

Bravo!

A dancer's only as beautiful
as the moves of her dance.

All: to Mata Hari!

Now, gentlemen,
I'm terribly tired.

You'll have to excuse me.

Very good.

You've been very, very charming.

I thank you.

And, uh, good night.

Good night.

Marvelous!

Why, of course.

Have you ever seen
people's faces

when you dance?

Have you any idea of the
effect you have on them?

My mind is so far away
when I dance.

I live in another age,
centuries back,

when man and woman--

[sighs]

Brandy's bad for your heart.

I thought you'd given it up.

I give up a lot of things,

but I take them back.

To me, anything I like

is irresistible.

I've always been that way,
unfortunately.

It's in my blood.

What people you Russians are.

What charming savages.

[Knock on door]

Come in.

The Marquis de Signac.

No--

we're going to the pavilion.

Pavilion?

Yes.
I like gambling.

They laugh.

It's gay there.

Gay? With Signac?
Is that necessary?

Why not?

He's very attractive.

Young.

Of course, he's not a general

of the Russian imperial army,

so important as you.

A diplomat--

or a traitor!

Shh!

I said it--traitor.

No, quiet!

The time has come
when I can't be quiet.

There's something growing here

that's going to make me

shout out the whole truth
one day.

You want to die so badly?

I'm dead now,

just as surely as though

there were a bullet in my heart.

You killed me.

No.

The Brandy.

No, no, no.

You!

They why don't you give me up?

Well, I will!

Well, do.

[Knock on door]

Come in.

So, you're going
to the pavilion?

Yes.

Much gambling.

Caron, are you coming with us?

Sorry, my dear, but I have
to be in court at 9:00.

A most important case.

Too bad. Too bad.

Shubin?

Madame, I must be leaving.

I'm due at the embassy now.

Good night.

Good night, general.

Tonight, a late supper?

No.

Tonight.

I thought it was all over.

Well, tomorrow, then.

I must help you to give me up.

Please. Tomorrow.

Good night, general Shubin.

Good night.

Madame Mata Hari's car!

To the pavilion.

The gate.

To the pavilion.

8.

10.

4,000 francs.

Here you are, sir.

I have charted
all gun emplacements

and air batteries.

Good. You were attached
to me as a cook?

Yes, sir.

Technical expert, eh?

Yes, sir.

With the rank of captain.

That's right, sir.

You're a good soldier?

I hope so.

And a good German?

Yes, sir.

Some months ago I furnished you

with plans and specifications

of a new weapon called the tank.

Oh, yes. Yes.

You laughed at it,
said it was impractical.

That's my belief, sir.

Well, captain,
those impractical tanks

went into action
in the Somme yesterday,

costing your country
20 kilometers of front

and 18,000 casualties.

Impossible.

So you said before.

Here are a few more

of your mistaken conclusions.

Correct them.

Send mademoiselle Carlotta here.

Well, uh,

I was able to deliver
your message, Andriani.

Mata Hari is here.

Thank you, Carlotta.

That's what I wanted to know.

Any more orders?

No. No, just run along
and enjoy yourself.

All right.

Good night.

Dear lady.

Oh, good evening.

Won't you have my seat?
It's lucky.

I don't--

it will be so much nicer
to watch you.

Thank you.

1,000 francs for the bank.

2,000.

10,000.

10,000.

10,000, madame.

Are you playing?

Never against you.

Any more bets?

Leon.

Oui, madame.
Monsieur Leon.

I want some chips for this.

I'm sorry, madame,
we do not accept jewelry.

Perhaps one of the players.

You take it, madame.

He paid 10,000 francs for it.

Who paid 10,000 francs?

Whoever he was,
he paid 10,000 for it.

I'll sell it for 5.

He had very good taste.

It's an unusual ring.

May I buy it for you?

It's bought!

Going?

Wait.

I may be back.

Thank you.

Still 4,000 in the bank.

Yes.

Ah.

Well, you're looking
magnificent tonight,

my dear.

Last time, I seemed
only beautiful to you.

You must have something
very difficult for me tonight.

Well, it shouldn't be for you.

Important dispatches
have arrived from Russia.

All right. I'm having supper
with Shubin tomorrow night.

Hmm. Splendid.
Splendid.

Why not tonight?

He's at the embassy.

A conference.

Hmm. Probably concerns
these dispatches.

Probably.

Then tomorrow night won't do.

You must see Shubin
the minute he returns.

I have arranged differently.

Then change your arrangements.

I think you should
handle Shubin yourself.

You'd get along beautifully.

You're so alike.

Ah! This is no time
for any of your moods.

Something vital may be
involved in this.

Something vital
is involved in it.

Good night, Andriani.

And I insist
you see Shubin tonight.

A car will be waiting for you
when you leave here.

You also insisted on
that submarine job.

You finally had to
do it yourself,

as far as I remember.

How well you did it.

I intend to do a better job

in finding out who informed
the French authorities about it.

Of course, there's Carlotta.
She knew.

And you knew.

And so did you.

You don't trust me, do you?

Yes. Yes.

But you're capricious.

You're a little bit mad.

You might give me away just
for the excitement of the thing.

You might get me killed,

unless I kill you first.

Hadn't you better wait
until after tomorrow night?

A car will be
waiting for you tonight.

Madame.

I beg your pardon.

I--I saw you admire this ring

and I thought perhaps
you would like to have it.

Why?

Well, uh, it's a token
of my admiration for you.

How charming.

Beautiful.

Madame.

The car you ordered is waiting.

I won't need it.

This young man has offered
to take me home.

Good night, Andriani.

No, no, no.

Oh, just for a little while.

No. No further.

Please, don't say that.

I think you're very absurd,

very persistent, and--

very nice?
Thank you.

And very Russian.

Ha ha.

Now go home.

I'm afraid of losing
what I've found.

Meaning?

You.

Mmm. Ha ha.

Hadn't you better take that off

as long as you
insist upon staying...

For a little while?

How long have you been in Paris?

I flew from London this morning.

Uh-huh.

I saw you once in the Bois.

You were so lovely.

I watched you

till you drove out of sight

among the Chestnut blossoms.

Oh, Paris in the spring.

Spring.

And now I'm here, with you.

But it's Autumn.

But perhaps next spring

the war will be over.

You and I--

I never look ahead.

By next spring,

I shall probably be quite alone.

Never alone again!

I mean, at least my thoughts

will always be with you.

No, you mustn't.

But you are so beautiful.

[Plays classical piece]

[Stops playing]

This is absurd.

I'm going to bed.

Don't speak.

Good night.

Madame, the hairdresser
can take you.

I'm too nervous.

And the Marquis
is calling for you.

I'm too tired, Marie.

Baron Michele telephoned.

Well, I'm not
interested, really.

Mata!

Mata?

Mata?

But, no, sir.

Oh, it's perfectly all right.

For the loveliest lady
in all France.

Oh, I had to see you.

It seemed like
wasting life to sleep.

You're even more beautiful
than I remembered you.

Why did you come here?

I couldn't help it.

Out there,
the birds were singing

and there was a softness
in the air just like spring.

And you were the song
of the birds

and the warm brightness
of morning.

That's very nice, but--

I was so full of you,

I had to come back and
tell you that I love you

and take you to lunch.

It's almost 2:00,
and I have an appointment.

But you can break it.
I must take you to lunch.

I told you
I have an appointment.

And I told you to break it.

You're a fool.

The most conceited fool
I've ever known.

Mata!

What makes you think

that you have the right
to burst in here--

I'm sorry. But last night
you told me you loved me.

Oh, did I?

Well, that was last night.

Today I'm very busy.

Marie!

Yes, madame?

The gentleman is leaving.

You're quite right.
I have been a fool.

I won't make this mistake again.

Still the peasant, Ivan, huh?

Still superstitious.

Evil spirits come in
on the wind.

[Doorbell rings]

There's madame Mata Hari.

Leave that alone.

Hurry up.
Open the door.

Go along.

Monsieur Dubois.

Dubois?

What on earth can he want?

Uh, tell him...

Tell him I can't see him.

Oh, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Uh, tell him, uh...That...

I shall be delighted.

My dear Dubois.

I'm afraid I'm intruding.

And inwardly you must be saying,

"confound this man Dubois."

No, no, not at all, but--

I'll be brief.

And if I seem to
touch on matters

that are--how shall I say it--
too intimate,

you must forgive me.
It's because of my duty.

You're very friendly
with a lady,

perhaps the same one
that you're expecting tonight.

Well, what if I am?

We consider this woman
a very grave danger.

As you know her better
than anyone else,

we want you to help us.

Ha ha ha! Why, what
are you talking about?

I'm expecting Mata Hari.

Exactly.
And Mata Hari is a spy

in the pay of
the Wilhelmstrasse.

A spy? Huh.
Oh, my dear Dubois,

now you insult my intelligence.

Please--

either that or
you've lost your mind.

I'm quite sane, I assure you.

Well, if she's a spy,

why don't you arrest her?

Because I need definite proof,

and that's why I'm here.

[Laughs]

This is an absolute joke.

Ha ha ha.

It's really too good,
you know. Ha ha!

Mata Hari a spy.
Ha ha ha!

You know, for a moment,

I almost took you seriously.

Ha ha ha!

If the joke is as good as that,

I'd like to hear it.

Or maybe it's too bad
for me to hear.

No, no, no.

Our poor friend Dubois here

says that you are a spy.

Well, of course I am.

Everyone in Paris knows that.

Even Dubois,

who knows everything.

Couldn't you guess, Shubin?

No. I think I'm getting
old and stupid.

[Chuckles]

As I've amused you both so much,

perhaps I need not apologize.

Oh, now, please
don't misunderstand.

I don't. Evidently I'm mistaken.

Good night, madame.

I'm very sorry
you found it necessary

to put me in this position.

I spoke in confidence.

Good night.

Good night.
Please don't misunderstand.

The whole thing was a joke.

Mother in heaven, I'm done for.

I'm finished.

What did he say?

He said that you were a spy

and that I was your...

Uh-huh. What else?

Nothing else, but
I'm sure he suspects.

He wouldn't come here
if he suspected you.

It's me he's after.
You're quite safe.

But he must know something.

Why should he come here
at 11:00 at night?

The chief of the spy bureau.

Oh, it's a trap, of course.

Don't be ridiculous.

Ridiculous?

Ridiculous?

Oh, what a fool I've been!

Nothing mattered--

honor, self-respect--

everything gone because of you.

You can't give way like this.

Dubois knows nothing.

Knows nothing. Here I am
facing dishonor,

perhaps death,

and it means nothing to you.

You haven't even
a word of pity for me.

You're all unstrung, serge.

Nothing's happened.

Look at it calmly.

Laugh at it.

We'll laugh at it together, hmm?

When you hold me like this,

nothing seems to matter,

nothing in the world.

This must never leave your hands

till you have
delivered it personally

to the prime minister.
That is vital.

Should you be forced down
on enemy territory,

pull this cord,

and the contents will be
completely destroyed.

I understand.

The officials
at le bourget field

will telephone you at your rooms

as soon as flying is possible.

It's imperative

that these dispatches
be in Petrograd

as soon as human means
can contrive.

Yes, your excellency.

Mr. Palin will have these sealed

and delivered to you.

Well, now, good-bye
and good luck.

Thank you, your excellency.

Oh, lieutenant.
On your way,

inquire if general Shubin

has any further instructions.

Don't be so secretive.

I know that the embassy
has received important news

from Russia.

Please, don't ask me
things. Not tonight.

But all you've got to say
is yes or no.

Well, at least you can
tell me how they came.

By courier?

No.

By wireless, then?

No.

By airplane.

The airplane from Russia?

No.

Please, I...

Don't ask me anything more.

I--I can't stand it.

I--I can't get that Dubois

out of my head.

Well, maybe
you'd rather be alone.

You might as well be.

Your thoughts are not with me.

Oh, my thoughts
are with you always.

Are they?

Is that why you haven't
kissed me for hours?

Oh, Mata.

[Knock on door]

What is it?

Lieutenant Rosanoff.

Come in.

Come in.

May I present
lieutenant Rosanoff.

Madame Mata Hari.

I believe we've met before.

I don't think so, madame.

Well, what is it?

I'm flying back tonight, sir.

I am to inquire if you
have any further orders.

I don't believe so.

Surely you're not thinking
of flying in this weather.

Rosanoff!

Yes, sir?

Madame spoke to you.

I know it, sir.

Oh, never mind.

You can't expect monsieur
to answer chatter

with a flight to Russia
on his mind.

Safe voyage, monsieur.

Come back to us soon.

Oh, Paris in the spring,

with all those
Chestnut blossoms.

Good night, monsieur.

Lieutenant!

Yes, sir?

What's the matter with you?

Nothing, sir.

Madame spoke to you.

There was nothing to answer.

You're insolent.

I advise you to return
to your quarters.

Yes, sir.

Impudent fool.

I--I really can't
apologize enough for him.

He must have been drinking.

I thought he was quite nice,

and brave...Tsk tsk...

Flying all the way to Russia.

Ha ha!

Well, this time

you didn't have to
tell me anything, did you?

Your conscience is quite clear.

Hmm!

[Speaks indistinctly to driver]

I can't believe that
they'd send a dispatch

that you know nothing about.

Oh, I've told you,

I have nothing to do
with political matters.

Mata, if you don't help me

forget this ghastly business
for a few hours,

I'm going insane.

Of course you shall forget them.

We both will.

Oh...

Well, it doesn't matter.

He wouldn't dare.

Who wouldn't dare?

Dubois.

What about him?

I was only thinking

if he were to search my rooms

while I'm here...

What are you driving at?

It doesn't matter.

But those official figures

that you sent me...

You haven't destroyed them?

Not yet.

Oh, how could you
be so careless?

I suppose it was
a little careless,

but, uh...

They are safely hidden away.

But Dubois may be there now.

It may be too late.

You must go.

I wouldn't think of leaving you

for something that
can't possibly happen.

Oh, please.
I can't stand it.

Come.

I'd go myself,

but I'm sure they're
watching the house.

Please, now,
don't lose a moment.

And telephone me

the moment that
you've destroyed them.

Not safe.

Well, then come back here.

Of course I will.

Don't worry.

Oh...

Hey! Get out of the way!

Back up! Back up!
Back up, will you!

[Shouting]

Good evening, mother Durand.

Come quick.

Call Andriani.

Tell him to send b-14

to lieutenant Alexis Rosanoff's

at once.

Now, here's the address.

He must wait outside...

[Knock on door]

[Knock knock]

Am I allowed to come in?

Hmm.

Why did you come here?

To see you.

You finished your
rendezvous early.

No. I ran away from it.

Why?

Because of you.

I'm afraid that Shubin
was furious.

I can't make you out.

I can't either.

Are you still angry?

Haven't I the right to be?

This morning you acted like a--

I can explain that.

And tonight I find you
alone with Shubin.

Alexis, don't think wrong of me.

Artists need help and influence,

and Shubin can do so much
to help my career.

So I can imagine.

But we're nothing to each other.

Please be glad to see me.

Are you sorry I came?

No.

Well, then, look at me.

Please...

Please forgive me.

Mmm...

Nice character in this room.

This is the czar, isn't it?

Yes.

Who's the old
gentleman, may I ask?

My father.

I like his face.

And this Madonna?

The Madonna of Kazan.

My mother made a pilgrimage

to the shrine of miracles

to get it for me.

It's about 100 miles
from our town.

She walked all the way.

What is it supposed to do,

bring you luck?

Oh, no. It guards you
from evil.

I had to kneel before the altar

and promise mother

I would always keep
a flame burning before it.

And have you?

Of course.

My orderly has taken care of it

all the time I've been away.

You're a strange boy.

Who loves you.

Do you?

I love you as one adores
sacred things.

What sacred things?

God, country,

honor, you.

I come last?

No.

That's how you said it.

You come first, before anything.

Before anything?

Yes.

Mmm...

There's so much light in here.

Put out that one, too.

The Madonna's lamp?

Yes.

I couldn't do that.

You said I came first.

But don't you understand
that is a holy lamp?

That I swore to keep it burning?

You wouldn't do that for me?

Why? Why do you ask me to?

To see if you love me
as you say.

I do, Mata.
I do.

Well, then, put it out...

If you love me.

I'll do anything,

but please don't
ask me to do that.

I'm going.

No.

Forgive me.

[Ring]

Steady.

Steady.

You are still here, sir?

They didn't telephone?

Yes, someone did.

Well, then their plans
have been changed?

I don't know.
I didn't answer.

Get me a taxi.

You didn't answer?
Why, that's--

I told you to get me a taxi.

If anyone calls for me here
you tell them I'm out--

yes, sir.
Anything. Quickly!

Lieutenant Rosanoff.

Gone out. They just--
this is his servant.

Where did the lieutenant go?

He went to the embassy
a long time ago.

Impossible.
we just came from there.

Then he must have met
with an accident.

Oh, these Paris taxis.

Come on.

I hope it's not a bad accident.

I have to see her.

I'll wait here
until I do see her.

Madame Mata Hari is not in.

Where is she?

I don't know, sir.

Where would she be?
Who are her friends?

I don't know, sir.
Where would she be?

Where would she be?

General Shubin's?

I've told you, sir,
I don't know.

All right.

While I know
you hate to leave Paris,

I must ask you to go
on a little mission.

Yes? Where?

To Marseilles.

Marseilles?

Yes.

Oh, no! Don't do that
to me, Andriani.

Think of how I've served,
the work I've done.

Have pity on me.

Now, now, there's no need
of your becoming hysterical.

You're simply being
ordered to Marseilles

to meet our Spanish agent there.

What is so terrifying
about that?

It means my number's up.
I know.

You think I'm a traitor,
but I'm not.

I'll swear it by
everything I hold sacred.

And what do you hold sacred?

There's a train tonight.

Brille has your tickets.

I won't go.

I won't go meekly
to be slaughtered.

Remember, this is Paris,
not the Wilhelmstrasse.

If you force me to be a traitor,

I'll go to the French police
and tell them everything I know.

They'll protect me.

You ought to know.

Jacques.

Now, now, now.
What's the matter, dearie?

Not feeling well?

No.

Hello, Mata.

Well, if everybody obeyed orders

as loyally as you do...

Thank you.

Any further orders for me?

Yes. Yes, here are
the photographs

of the dispatches.

Take that to Shubin
and have him send them

in the first diplomatic
mail going to Holland.

Very well.

You don't seem to be
in a very good humor.

No.

I think your success
of last evening

should put you in
the very best of spirits.

To the contrary.

Why? Surely a simple job
like that

needn't have been...
Unpleasant.

Most unpleasant.

He's in love with me.

Well, that's not unusual.

He wants me to marry him.

Not really. Marry--
well.

Ha ha ha ha!

Why is that so funny?

Carlotta: aah!

What is it?

We are dispensing with
Carlotta's services.

She seems to resent it.

Poor Carlotta.

She shouldn't have
fallen in love.

I've warned her, and you,

about that before.

Well, I'm surprised
she didn't...

Respect your wishes
in the matter.

She was afraid of you.

Ours is an exacting profession.

We're permitted
no friends, no emotions,

no personal life of our own.

What are you driving at?

I'm simply reminding you

that a spy in love

is a tool that has...
Outlived its usefulness.

You're so subtle.

You imagine that I am in love?

Well, I did think for a moment

you were taking Rosanoff
a little too seriously.

I never expect
to see Rosanoff again.

I never want to.

But it's not because I'm worried

by any threats of yours,
Andriani.

Oh, but I want you
to see him again.

He may continue to be
very, very useful to us.

But--
not to me.

I don't ever want to touch
that boy's life again.

[Telephone rings]

Hello.

What?

Yes.

He did not report
to the flying field?

Hmm. Tell his excellency
I'll be there

as quickly as possible.

Ivan!

Yes, sir.
My tunic!

Hurry. Hurry.

I knew this was going
to be an unlucky day

when I woke up.

Put it down.

Put it down!

Uh, get me a dozen orchids

and take them
to madame Mata Hari.

Yes, sir.

And take this note
along with it.

Meet me at the embassy.

Yes, sir.

[Doorbell rings]

Monsieur Dubois.

Ohh...

Good morning, my friend.

Good morning.

Oh, no. No one would
ever forgive that--

to spoil a man's supper,

then come back
and spoil his breakfast.

Yes...heh heh.
Sit down, please.

Oh, thank you.

Well, what is it today?
More melodrama?

Oh, no.
Today it is a farce.

Oh, indeed? I see.

Last night I was bold enough
to hint at a relationship

between you and a certain lady,

and I've come to apologize,
because I was mistaken.

Oh, yes. Because I discovered
that this lady's inclinations

are entirely elsewhere.

Yes?

Oh, yes.

We older men

merely furnish the soft lights
and champagne--

the mood, as it were.

Youth whistles, and we,

we spend the rest of
the evening reading a book.

Just what are you
trying to get at?

Well, merely this--

that Mata Hari went
straight to the rooms

of young Rosanoff

when she left here last night.

And the previous night,
he was with her.

In what way
does this concern me?

Well, it doesn't.

It merely illustrates
what a fool I made of myself.

Yes, yes.
Well, if you'll pardon me,

I have a most important
engagement at the embassy.

Oh, I'm very sorry
to detain you.

It's stupid of me.
But I thought I had to drop in

and apologize
for my silly mistake.

Very kind of you.

Good morning.

Yes. Charming.

Did it work?

I don't know yet.
He seemed calm enough,

but there may be quite
an interesting reaction.

We shall see.

Shubin?

Shubin?

What's happened,

a private air raid?

You cheat.
You liar!

"Good morning, liar,"
would be more polite.

Oh, be quiet, you--

we'll omit the pet names.

Come to the point.

Rosanoff.
That's the point.

You were with him
all last night.

Dubois told me.

How does he know?
Did he look through the keyhole?

Don't deny it.

I don't.

Of course I was with him.

He had information
I wanted and I got it.

That's all.

You didn't think
I went there because of--

can't you understand
why Dubois is doing this?

He knows what you mean to me.

Ah, you're lying.

You love that boy and I know it.

Would I have taken this
if I loved him?

What is it?

Photographs of his
dispatches to Russia.

Doesn't that convince you?

Yes, I'm quite convinced--

convinced it's not
the whole truth.

What about
the night before last?

Did he have the dispatches then?

No, he did not
have the dispatches then,

but he had you, huh?

Yes, that's what Dubois said.

We older men
supply the champagne,

but when youth sings,

the old fool stays home
and pays the Piper.

That's what Dubois said.

Hello. Wagram 600.

What are you doing?

I think it's only fair
to apologize to Dubois.

After all,
he was right, you know.

Hello. Monsieur Dubois?

Who's calling?
Hold the wire.

General Shubin on number 3.

Yes?

Dubois speaking.

Will you please repeat that?

I didn't quite hear you.

You were right.

She is a spy.

Oh, I'll give you
all the proof you want.

Well, come over.
She's here.

I'll keep her here.

Get me a car, quick.
At last I've got Mata Hari.

You've been cheating men
all your life,

but there will be 12 men
you won't cheat--

the firing squad.

No firing squad for me, Shubin.

It'll be your word against mine,

and after all, I have friends.

Paris will laugh at you,
a jealous, hysterical fool.

Perhaps not.
You and Rosanoff

may get out of this,

but I don't think so.

Rosanoff? What
has he to do with it?

Everything.
Rosanoff is a traitor.

He permitted you
to copy his dispatches.

That's not true.

Fortunately, this time
it isn't a question

of anyone's word.
I have proof.

Proof that you gave me yourself.

You've stood that boy
against a wall

just as surely as
you're standing there.

I never knew that
anyone could be so vile.

Vile?
Not at all, madame.

I'm simply doing my duty.

How ironic.

You love a man

and send him to his death.

Hello? Official 27.

Don't do it, Shubin.
I beg you not to do it.

Hello? His excellency's
secretary, please.

Leave him out of this.
He's innocent. You can't.

Hello. This is
general Shubin speaking.

I must speak to
his excellency at once.

I'm warning you!
Don't. Don't do it.

Hello, your excellency?

I'm coming to
the embassy at once.

I must speak to you
on a most urgent matter.

Shubin, if you don't stop...

Hello, excellency?
I'll explain when I arrive.

In the meantime, order
the immediate arrest of--

Shubin!
[gunshot]

[Doorbell rings]

What do you want here?

You.

You must be mad.
Why haven't you left yet?

But I--

I told you, I told you
I'm not for you.

Before I god,
I want to tell you this.

That whatever you've been,
whatever you are,

whatever you will be,

we belong to each other.

Alexis, it can't be.
I am what I am.

You don't know me.

Go away and forget me.

Forget you.
How can I?

Could you?
Could you forget us?

Women like me
are trained to forget.

We mustn't admit a heart.

You are lying.
You are lying.

You know you are lying.

You are.
I am not.

No!

You're crying, Mata.

You do love me, don't you?

Don't you?

[Clock chimes]

Alexis, you must leave.

I won't.
I won't until you--

it's your duty to go.

No.

Alexis, please go now.

When it's all over,
if you still want me,

I'll come to you,
no matter where you are.

I'll come to you, I swear.

But go now.

General Shubin.

General Shubin.

[Knock on door]

General Shubin!

[Knock knock]

Dubois speaking.

There's something
strange about this.

You got something
to open this door?

I'll get something.

Will this do?

Yes, fine.

That's hardly a surprise.

Suicide.
Suicide!

He's only been dead
a few minutes.

It's probably long enough
for madame Mata Hari

to destroy all the proof
he told us about.

Who are you?

Russian embassy. Shubin
was talking to his excellency.

There was a woman's scream
and a shot.

I was sent at once.

See if she's
overlooked anything?

Yes.
Is he dead?

A woman's voice, huh?

Screaming.

And the word of a dead man.

Come on.

All the papers are
saying it's a suicide.

If everyone's convinced,

what's the use of
my hiding like this?

Dubois may be doing that
merely to trap you.

It's unfortunate that you
found it necessary to...

I'm the best judge of that.

Have you got
your Dutch passport?

Yes.

It doesn't suit my plans
to have you arrested.

You're sailing tonight
for Amsterdam.

I'll go anyplace gladly
after 3 days of this.

It's too ridiculous.

And furthermore,

your usefulness in Paris
is permanently over.

Here is the list

of the allied agents in Belgium.

Commit those names to memory

and then destroy it.

And report to H-12
immediately you arrive

in Amsterdam.

[Knock on door]

What--what is it?

Madame sent for me.

Yes. I want him
to get a letter through...

For lieutenant Rosanoff.

Rosanoff?
But he is--

what is it? What
were you going to say?

Well, I--I--

get out. Get out.

Something's happened to him.

Tell me what it is.

He's dead.

How?

Plane crash,

just this side
of the enemy line.

It's too late to do
anything for him now.

There's no sense
in your risking--

don't talk to me.

Well, maybe I'm wrong,
of course.

Maybe he's only injured.

Yes, that's it, I think.

Well, can't you remember?
You must remember.

Why is it so important to you?

Where are you going?

I'm going to find out.

Wait a minute.
Don't lose your head.

After all, he's not dead.
He's only injured.

And where is he?

I don't know.
Some hospital, I suppose.

Well, I'll find out.

And be arrested?

The police are probably
looking for you now.

Remember, you have your orders.

What do I care for your orders?

You can't frighten me.

I'm not Carlotta.

I'm Mata Hari, my own master.

Here are your orders.
I resign.

Not so loud.
Someone will hear you.

Oh, so you resign.

Very well, Mata Hari.
I accept your resignation.

You let her resign?

My dear Durand,
you ought to know

the only way to resign
from our profession is to die.

Wait here.

Yes, ma'am.

Flowers, madame, flowers.
Nice flowers.

How much?

2 francs.

[Soldiers laughing]

Thank you.

Room one.
That corridor.

Could you tell me...

[Violin playing]

Could you tell me
where room one is?

I'm afraid you'll
have to ask someone else.

Sister Teresa,
some water, please.

Here.

Here it is.

Mata!

It's all my fault, Alexis.

If I hadn't kept you,

if I let you go sooner,
this wouldn't have happened.

It would have happened
just the same.

Really, Mata, you mustn't
blame yourself.

I'll spend my life trying
to make it up to you.

Oh, but I'm going to be all--

I'll be out of here any day now.

On that day we'll be married.

But, Mata...

Well, you asked me, didn't you?

There's so much ahead of us.

Everything, but I
must tell you something.

As soon as the war
is over, we'll go away,

to the places that
were made for lovers,

and, oh, the things
we'll see together.

Don't, please.

What?

I don't want
to frighten you, but...

What is it?

It would be glorious
to go with you,

but I may never be able to...

To see all
those splendid things.

Is it...Your eyes?

Here are your eyes.

What's wrong with them,

with those ridiculously
long lashes, that you said?

Oh, now, please.

It isn't worth crying about.

I'm happier this moment

than I've ever been
in all my life.

What do the doctors say?

They aren't very optimistic,

but you know how doctors are.

They don't know anything.

No.

I'll get you great specialists.

They'll make you see.

We'll travel all over the world

till we find the right man.

And I'll never leave you again.

Gentlemen, I appeal to you.

That man,
he's been molesting me.

What?
For heaven's sake.

I haven't done anything.

Back to Paris. Quick!

Yes, ma'am.

Madame, I have
a warrant for your arrest.

Be careful you don't have to
apologize again, Dubois.

Now, monsieur Dubois,

you say that general Shubin
admitted over the telephone

that Mata Hari was an enemy spy.

Yes.

And that he had
indisputable proof

that she was a spy?

Yes.

General Shubin told you also
that she was there with him

while he was talking with you.

Yes.

And you went there immediately

and you found general Shubin
had been murdered.

Yes.

That's all.
Thank you.

Does the defense
wish to question the witness?

No. I don't care
to prolong this farce.

You've not brought to that stand

one human being
who has said this is so--

"I know it. I saw it.
I swear it."

The counsel for the defense
evidently has as poor a memory

as his client.

Didn't general Shubin say
that Mata Hari was in his rooms

at the time he was telephoning?

Oh, no. Dubois said

that Shubin said

that she was there.

We cannot blame
Mr. Dubois, of course,

for accepting too readily

whatever information
was given to him,

but has he any proof
that it was Shubin

who spoke over the telephone?

No! And now I want that.

I demand that
the prosecution produce

some one witness who will swear
to one definite thing,

or I demand
that Mata Hari be acquitted

with the apologies of the court.

There is a man who saw Mata Hari

at general Shubin's
that morning.

This man was overheard
by a nurse in a hospital

discussing this fact
with the prisoner.

Overheard. Overheard.

Something more overheard.

Why don't you bring him here

and let me question him
him under oath?

I had hoped to avoid
bringing to court

a brave young officer,

recently blinded
in the course of heroic duty,

but if the defense demands it,

summon
lieutenant Alexis Rosanoff.

No, no, no.
He knows nothing of this.

All he can only say
is what I said to him

as I came out of that room.

Ah...

When you came out of
what room, Mata Hari?

What room?
I'll tell you.

Shubin's room!
Your witnesses are perjured.

You have no alibi.

When Shubin called you a spy
over the telephone,

he told the truth,
and you knew it!

And you shot him in an attempt
to save yourself.

But it has not saved you,
Mata Hari.

You stand proven
an enemy of France.

Sister Teresa,

will you read this
to me once more...

For the last time?

For the last time.

Yes.

"Dearest, I shall not
be able to see you

"or even to write to you

"for some time to come.

"A sudden attack,
nothing really serious,

"has caused my removal
to a sanitarium.

"You must not be alarmed

"because the only pain I feel

is that of being
without you."

"And when it becomes too sharp,

"I think of all the happiness
we have had together

"and that which
we are going to have.

"Then I can bear anything.

"Good night, Alexis.

"Tomorrow is sure
to be glorious.

It brings me
closer to you."

"Mata."

In the name
of the French Republic,

this court therefore
finds the accused, Mata Hari,

guilty of espionage

and of communicating
military information

to the enemy.

Therefore, this said court,

by virtue of articles 2o5,
6, and 7

of the military code

condemns this woman to be
shot to death by rifle fire.

[Shouting commands]

Any news about the reprieve?

We are expecting
her lawyer any minute.

Oh, it's getting close
to 5:00. Here.

Give her that.
Cognac.

That'll put heart into you.

You are a good man.

Good--because I give
a dying woman a drink.

You don't want jewelry,
and you can't use clothes.

What can I give you?

There's nothing.

We have everything we need.

Everything you need?

How is that possible?

We serve god and are content.

I wonder if I could be like that

if I had to do it
all over again...

From the beginning.

No.

That's how I am,

and that's how I had to be.

[Crying]

Now, then, sister.
Mustn't waste your tears on me.

Madame. Maitre caron.

Oh, he's come

to bring the reprieve!

My dear, dear child.

No?

I tried everything.

I appealed
to the highest quarters.

I know you did.

Come and sit down.

I spent a whole hour
with the president,

who is one of my oldest friends.

What?

What about Alexis?

That's all settled
just as you wanted it.

He's downstairs now.
I'll--

wait.

Will you give him this...
Afterwards?

And be very gentle with him.

Of course, my child.

I hope I have written the things

that will help him most.

And if I haven't,

perhaps you will
know what to say.

I'll know what to say.

That in having your love,
even for a little while,

he had more than
most men ever have.

No.

Just tell him

that no matter what
he hears about me,

and he will hear things,

that my love for him was honest.

That's all.

Except that he must be happy.

He must laugh and... Love.

And then someday,
when he's an old man,

and his grandchildren
ask him about Mata Hari,

he must tell a great lie,

say that she was
a wonderfully good woman.

And that will be my heaven.

Now will you ask him to come up?

At once.

Sister, the young man is blind.

I've told him that
this is a sanitarium.

You must be careful.

They will.
They understand.

Come.

Take care of the steps.

Madame.

I'm leaving the door open

so that the visitor won't hear
the rattle of the lock.

Bless you.

Alexis.

Come, nurses, come.

We'll look at the patient
in the next room

and leave these
young people alone.

Thank you, doctor.

This is most irregular.

And, uh, after the operation,

how much longer will you
have to stay here?

I don't know.

I'll be well soon, I hope.

Of course you will,
and so will I.

What?

Yes. The doctors say now

that with time
and the right treatment,

there is every chance
I'll see again,

see you again.

Oh.

That's the one thing
I needed to give me strength.

Mata, you are
telling me the truth.

It isn't a dangerous operation?

No.

No, it's very slight, really.

And in a short time,
we'll forget all this

and be so happy.

Just the same,

I can't bear to think
of you suffering.

Alexis?

Yes?

Promise me you won't
worry about me.

Oh, Mata, please.

No, promise me.

You know what operations are.

Even the slightest,
there's always a chance.

Promise me, if something
should happen to me,

you won't grieve too much,
that you'll carry on.

But nothing will happen to you.

You mustn't be afraid.

Well, then, hold me.

I won't be afraid
if you hold me.

[Clock chiming]

Is it time?

The doctor and the nurses,

they've come to take me.

Already? Why
need it be so early?

They always operate
early in the morning,

and the sooner I go,
the sooner it's over.

All right, but you
mustn't be frightened.

I'll wait right here
till they bring you back.

No, no, I don't want you to.

Monsieur Caron is waiting
to take you back.

He'll let you know
just how I am...Very soon.

You are afraid.

No.

You needn't be.
I've been through it.

The anesthetic is unpleasant,

but that's all.

Good-bye, my beloved.

Oh, you sound so tragic.

Good-bye, my beloved.

Is that better?

Yes, darling.

Courage.

Courage, my dear.
Be brave.

Good-bye.

[Nun crying quietly]

Good-bye.

God, save her, protect her.

And if you must take her,
take me, too.

[Drums and bugles]