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[music continues]
[music fades]
[electronic whooshing]
[soft organ music]
[speaking Latin]
[speaking Latin]
[speaking Latin]
[speaking Latin]
[speaking Latin]
[speaking Latin]
[speaking Latin]
-Mata Hari! Look here! [light-bulb flash] -Stop!
Get out! Out! Go.
[soft organ music]
[opening music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[music fades]
Mata Hari, what did Gabriel Astruc mean to you on a personal level?
Everything. He meant everything to me.
He spent many years by my side.
And I cannot imagine going on without him.
Do you want to avenge your friend and punish your enemies?
[camera flashbulb]
I don't have any aspirations for the revenge.
It will not bring him back, anyway.
I believe it was a terrible and meaningless accident.
So you will not insist that people
responsible for your friend's death...
umm, be found and punished?
This country is a country governed by law...
and morality...
and I'm confident that the guilty will pay.
These are the words of a real patriot.
Astruc was your manager.
Who will replace him?
No one can replace him.
She's writing a book, and I'm going to publish it.
What is the book about?
This book is about a great
woman. There will be many unknown facts about her life.
Lavish photographs. We have just begun working on it, so...
-I must go. Sorry. -Sir? Please?
Thank you.
This is a complete disaster.
The public is furious, demanding answers
and the newspapers are saying we're murderers
calling for your resignation
which I would not mind, except they're asking for mine, too.
So I have to make excuses for you now.
But how can I excuse such stupidity?
How did she get to the press?
Why isn't she dead?
I can explain.
-Can you really? -I did not order any shootings.
The order to shoot all those people was given by my assistant
-Herve Matin. -He decided this all by himself?
No. I think that
Lieutenant Herve Matin misunderstood my order about the raid.
My order was to raid the establishment
and to arrest them.
I believe the situation went out of control.
So it means you're not willing
to accept the blame for killing those people.
I'd convene a military tribunal
if I could do it without putting myself at risk.
As for your assistant
I'll send him to the front-line.
This better not happen again
because I will not protect you.
Call Lieutenant Matin.
[sad music]
Lieutenant?
-Lieutenant Herve Matin. -Put your hand down.
Lieutenant...
you went against my orders.
Take him away.
This way, Private.
Monsieur General.
Captain!
It is tough at the front.
A former officer can easily catch a bullet in the back.
War is war, General.
Get to your duties, Captain Lado.
Your department has been of quite little use lately.
[sad music]
-Paper! Paper! -She takes her time.
Mademoiselle said you must not see her in the dress.
Yeah, I know.
Silly superstition.
Hung bastards!
Killed thousands of people in one night.
Damn. They used gas again.
Barbarians.
[turbine engine overhead]
[explosion] [dramatic music]
[dramatic music] [explosion]
[dramatic music] [rubble falling in street]
[screams of pain]
Vera.
Vera!
-Vera. Vera. -[Vera coughing]
Are you all right? [explosion]
[explosion]
It's all right.
You're alive.
That's what matters. [explosion]
[screams] [dramatic music]
[panting]
[high-pitched frequency]
How are you feeling?
Just a bit dizzy.
You're still in shock.
But at your age you should recover without any lasting effects.
And don't do anything to exert yourself.
-Thank you, Doctor. -You're welcome.
Tell me, Doctor. How long until she recovers?
Uhh, I would say in a couple of weeks
-she should be back on her feet. -Mm.
You are very lucky, Mademoiselle.
You will be fine.
We will arrange the wedding as soon as Vera is better.
Yes, yes.
In the meantime
I think it's better we don't tell Vera
you're going to the front.
We don't want her to worry about you.
I will take care, I promise.
You, too, be careful.
Yes. We cannot count on being lucky again.
The dress-makers were all killed.
It's a miracle you and Vera lived.
By God's grace, he saved her, for me.
[car engine]
[Mata Hari laughing]
[crashing sound]
[scuffling]
[Mata Hari] Turn the lights on.
Whatever you want.
But General Foch was toasting a successful operation.
How is that?
You know, I don't keep any secrets from you.
I don't understand all these doodles.
You don't have to.
You're so beautiful.
And the Russians?
Will they be far from Paris?
Why?
Do you have any special friend among them?
I know, I'm just curious.
[tender music]
Mm.
Here.
Chalon county.
[bottle clinks] Oh my god, I'm so clumsy.
[sighs] I'm bored.
Let's go back.
[footsteps]
Clean it up.
[indistinct chatter]
These French.
They make first-class trenches for themselves.
They will never let us dig like this.
We won't let them either. [laughs]
Your soldiers seem to be in good spirits.
Let's hope you're still joking after two weeks of battle.
It's not their first year on a battlefield.
I doubt anything can change their mood.
Is everything OK here?
Change of guard, soldier!
Yes, sir!
-Sakharov. Man the station. -Yes, sir.
OK.
Do you see anything?
Only some Germans rotting on the wires.
[machine gun fire]
Whew!
Those sons of bitches see every move.
How long have they been sitting in that pillbox?
A long time.
We've blocked the passage with wire
but that won't stop a hard attack.
Colonel [indistinct] shouldn't have let her in his room.
What did she want?
What do they all want?
What were they talking about?
It was hard to hear.
I think, I heard
them say something about the Russian corps.
Something about it being transferred to the front-lines.
Russians.
You may go, now.
Get more information next time.
[papers rustling]
I'll pay double the money.
Hello. Karasov.
I need you to get the names of all officers
with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs
who work with the Russians.
Dig up information of any kind
on each of them.
We've taken a lot of casualties, sir.
It's been two days, Lieutenant.
I keep track of the time, Captain.
Well, I can't afford to waste any more.
Give me your gun.
You and Zaharav put rapid fire on the pillbox.
Keep their heads down while I get close.
Maslov, you'll be killed.
[indistinct chatter] [suspenseful music]
[machine gun fire]
[intermittent gunshots] [loud breathing]
[intermittent gunshots] [loud breathing]
[intermittent gunshots] [loud breathing]
Give me those.
[intermittent gunshots] [machine gun fire]
[dramatic music] [intermittent gunshots] [loud breathing]
He's crazy.
Yes, he is.
[intermittent gunshots] [loud breathing]
[intermittent gunshots] [loud breathing]
[grenade explodes]
[gunshots]
[gunshots]
[gunshots]
[gunshots]
[grenade explodes]
[dramatic music]
[gunshots]
[gunshot]
[sighs]
The Russians are stationed here.
So, you know what this means?
I can read military charts.
They won't have any artillery support for three days.
Wonderful.
Three days, Monsieur Lenoir.
This information must be sent immediately.
Will do, Madame.
Shall I tell the photographer to come in?
Yes, please.
And little David too.
So.
Let's start a new chapter, David.
Write it down.
My new...
old...
lover.
[grunting]
[indistinct chatter]
The Russian side is quiet.
It's a good time to strike if our information is correct.
What about the pillbox?
Is it ours or the Russians'?
We built it.
I think it still belongs to us.
The Russians fired on it recently.
Well, then. You know what to do.
-God is with you. -We'll remind them what happened to Samsonov at Tannenberg.
I've been...
such a mess lately, Father.
I feel like, I need to act.
To do something.
But I can't.
This passivity brings me down.
May God forgive you.
The world is going through its darker times.
Practice patience, Vladimir.
Everything comes to him who knows how to wait.
Wait.
Wait for what?
[sighs]
Just wait for the time to take its course.
The darkest hour comes right before the dawn.
Think about Vera.
[sighs] Vera.
Have you set a date for the wedding yet?
How can I think about the wedding now?
Do you have any doubt?
I don't know, Father.
Marriage is a beautiful thing, Vladimir.
It will settle you down.
Is there anything else to confess?
Yes, Father. I have killed five people.
May God forgive you.
Is that all?
[praying in Greek]
[praying in Greek]
[praying in Greek]
[praying in Greek]
[praying in Greek]
Pass the word down the line
that when the firing stops, we attack.
-When the firing stops, attack. -Fire!
Charge! [cannon fire]
[explosions]
We're going to break through.
This has to open the road to Paris. [explosion]
Yeah. Maybe.
Remember, history is also made by the losers.
[indistinct chatter]
And the Russians are dangerous hand-to-hand.
I hope our men in the pillbox come through for us.
Anyway, it's time.
[blows whistle]
[dramatic music] Attack! Attack!
[dramatic music] Attack! Attack!
[explosion]
[dramatic music] [indistinct shouting]
[music fades]
[machine gun fire]
[machine gun fire]
[shouting]
[explosion]
[machine gun fire] [shouting]
[machine gun fire]
[machine gun fire]
[machine gun fire] [shouting]
[explosions]
[indistinct shouting] Charge! Let's go!
[gunshots]
[dramatic music] [indistinct shouting]
[dramatic music] [indistinct shouting] [gunshots]
Don't let them get away. Stay close.
[dramatic music] [gunshots] [indistinct shouting]
[explosion]
[dramatic music]
[music fades]
-[indistinct chatter] -Oh no, it's nothing. \N
[indistinct chatter]
[hubbub of voices]
We are going far away from the cab.
There are a lot of thieves, so...
I am afraid
I can't protect you if something happens.
Morning paper.
[indistinct chatter] You should learn to have more fun.
The Russians won the battle!
The Russians--
-Thank you. -Here you go.
Oh please. Give me one.
-Thank you. -Thank you, Madam.
Newspaper!
Fresh newspapers!
We've beaten the Germans again, haven't we?
I believe so.
Well. [laughs] Russians have.
And thanks to them the Germans got what they deserved.
Let me introduce myself.
August Warner, diplomat and special envoy to Indochina.
It's...
it's a pleasure to meet you. I am--
Oh, you don't have to tell me who you are. You don't need an introduction.
I have seen your picture many times and reveled at your beauty
but if I may say so, you are even more beautiful
in real life, Madame.
[ominous music]
It was nice to meet you, Monsieur.
[music continues]
Ha! Did you see the papers?
[laughs] I told him
that Maslov was a born leader. [laughs]
Excuse me. [says indistinct name]
Oh. Yes.
Yes, I knew him in Russia.
He appointed Captain Maslov and I told him
this man is destined to do great things, and I was right. [laughs]
-What do you think about them? -Ah, let me see it.
Cambodian real silver.
Mm.
A bit tarnished.
-How did it look on you? -[Mata Hari laughs]
Beautiful! Let me buy them for you.
No. No.
This is not necessary.
Thank you so much.
We're going home. Umm...
have a wonderful day, Monsieur?
Warner, but please call me August.
August.
I hope to see you soon, August.
[ominous music]
Monsieur Vladimir, we're so happy you are back.
-Welcome home. -Hello Charlotte.
-How are you? -I'm fine, thank you, sir.
How are things around here?
We were all so worried about you.
For so long we heard nothing.
We read in the papers about your great heroics.
[shouting] We're all so proud.
Oh dear.
Finally. I thought these days will never end.
Vera, my darling.
My god! You've become so light.
[laughs] -Are you here for long? - Nyet.
I just have to go back to the regiment for a day
and then I'll be off, for over two weeks.
A full two weeks! That's wonderful!
So we can finally set the date.
Do I smell like medicine?
No.
Then, why are you so cold?
I'm not cold. I'm just very dirty. [Vera laughs]
Two weeks in the trenches.
I don't mind.
But if you do, then take a bath.
But first, carry me to the dining room.
I'll wait there for you.
All right.
[romantic music]
Have you checked the list of the Foreign Affairs people for Warner?
Yes, I received a reply from Cologne.
Warner holds a high post, something to do with
supply from [indistinct] to the Russian Czar's army.
And he's really an Indochina specialist.
-Do they want me to work with him? -Uhuh.
How careless.
We have to send his photograph to Cologne
to confirm his identity.
It will take a lot of time.
[gasps]
And since when is he in such...
rush?
Not me.
But the office.
When Warner
is salivating over me...
take photographs of him.
Discreetly, of course.
Of course.
[knocking at door]
[door opens]
[door closes]
-Here he is. -Monsieur.
Finally!
You're here, August.
-I'm so glad to see you. -How could I stay away?
[ominous music]
You're so beautiful.
No, these are beautiful. Thank you.
I'll use them for a photograph.
[music continues]
-Perfect. -Hold still.
[music continues]
[camera clicks]
[camera clicks]
Send the Patriot a coded message that Agent H21
should suspend contact with the Chinaman [typewriter sounds]
until we can verify his identity. [typewriter sounds]
I need to talk with you! Leave us, Corporal.
[suspenseful music]
Have the message encrypted and sent immediately.
Who is the message for?
The Patriot.
Wait, Corporal.
Come here.
Give me the note, please.
[knocks]
[door closes]
H21 is Mata Hari, correct?
Yes, Colonel.
Then why should she suspend contact with a potential source?
We need all the information we can get.
She's a very effective agent.
We are still checking him.
We can't wait on this Warner.
We're losing one agent after another in Russia.
And we can't figure out why.
We need information.
We can't put Agent H21 at risk. She's too valuable.
If you make us lose Warner
I will not be able to protect you from the headquarters.
You're the only woman officer in the army, and of such rank.
If any of the officers believe they can replace me
I'd gladly leave my missions in their capable hands.
[music continues]
Come on.
No one could replace Frau Doktor.
How long do you need to check on Warner?
I'll know tomorrow, or the day after.
I don't want to delay, any more than you do.
The Patriot is waiting for her next instructions.
So let's work together to give them the answer.
Would you like to eat something, Herr Colonel?
[music continues]
I would.
Great.
The food was delicious. Thank you.
Oh. How clumsy can a man be?
You'd be more useful at the front-line. Get lost!
Now.
Sorry. I can't stand these cowards.
Leave it, August.
It's hard enough for them.
They're miserable people.
Their families disown them.
Their lovers reject them.
Even prostitutes refuse them.
Yes.
A man without love is lost.
I know I fear losing you.
Why do you think you'll lose me?
Because I have to leave on a mission.
It will happen soon.
Is that so?
How sad. When?
Confidential?
[paper rustling]
Is it proper to show me?
From you, I don't have any secrets.
[paper rustling]
The 14th.
You have to leave the day after tomorrow.
[sighs]
First I must work on some documents at home, so...
tonight is the last chance for me to be with you...
if you...
join me.
If not, I will understand.
Write down your address on a napkin...
and I will come there at night.
So you must leave.
But you'll be back tomorrow, right?
Yes.
The regiment is not on the battlefield now, so don't worry.
[Vera] I always worry when you are gone.
It can't be avoided, Vera.
I'm an officer, after all.
He's right, you can't live your life worrying about him.
Maybe we should call the wedding off.
That way it won't be on your mind all the time.
That was a bad joke, Father!
Oh. All right.
Did you set the date?
Vladimir doesn't seem to want it any more.
[sighs] Of course I do. I just...
don't want to rush it.
There's a telephone call for Monsieur Captain.
It's headquarters. Excuse me.
This will leave stains on her fingers.
Like the mark of Cain, impossible to wash off.
So even if she has the time
to close the safe
it won't erase her guilt.
It's a great idea, Monsieur Captain.
-Monsieur Warner, don't forget. -Yes, of course.
And now, I'm gonna let our Savior
watch over this key.
And what if she does try to poison you, or worse?
Killing Vernier would be no use to her.
It would raise suspicions. She wouldn't risk it.
She'll just wait for me to fall asleep.
And for now, it's time for my date with our gorgeous spy.
Be careful with the documents.
It might be safer to take a taxi.
Safe travels.
I will.
I'll just walk a little.
I need to see the Madame, now.
Madame's gone.
-Where? -To Mr Warner's. How did you get in?
Dammit. When did she leave?
Just, five minutes ago.
[sighs] Address, quick.
I don't know the address. What's wrong?
I received this from Cologne.
The man she is with is Captain Lado, not Warner.
She's walking into a trap, set by the French Secret Service.
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues] [thunder rumbling]
[woman screaming]
-Help! Help me! -Stop it!
-Help me! -I said, stop it!
Jawohl, Captain! [bottle breaking]
[scuffling] [dramatic music]
[scuffling] [dramatic music]
Turn left and go ahead.
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music] [scuffling]
Drive closer.
Quick! Get in.
[dramatic music] [loud breathing]
Take us home.
Bring him to the living room.
Leave him here.
Thank you.
Wait in the car.
-What's going on? -Warner is secret police.
We have to run, and we can't keep this.
Here is what we do.
-Anna. -Hmm?
Go upstairs, and you bring me the picture of Non.
-Now. -I'll do it.
Uhh, what's going on? What picture?
Trust me.
[snaps her fingers] Anna, please.
-Call the doctor and police too. -All right.
You're going to call every journalist you know
and the news of the day will be
Mata Hari the French patriot saved the Russian hero
Vladimir Maslov.
[suspenseful music]
-It's, genius. -Shhh.
[music continues]
What are you writing?
It's a goodbye letter for Warner.
Couldn't leave him sad, can we?
No. No.
[music continues]
[pen on paper]
Give this to the driver, and pay him well.
Of course.
[music continues]
-Here. -Thank you.
Take these.
Put it there.
Mm.
[sighs]
Thank god you're awake.
No.
The doctor should arrive shortly.
-Nothing serious, it seems. -Don't touch it!
It's my daughter, Non.
She means everything to me.
-Margaretha, I was-- -Excuse me, Madame.
-Doctor Havel is here. -Hello, Doctor.
Well.
I'll leave you alone for now.
[sighs]
[groans]
[ominous music]
Maslov was not saved by the French authorities.
Perhaps because they were busy arresting drunks or prostitutes.
The Russian here was saved by the woman
who survived the recent massacre which the authorities also failed to prevent.
The same woman who is loved by the public
and is constantly assaulted and harassed
by those same authorities who failed her and Maslov
-just as they are failing-- -Get to the point.
"Without regard for her own life Mata Hari rescued Maslov
from the German spies and treated the hero's grievous wounds.
Not only did she save the captain's life
but also the vital documents he was carrying
which are now safe with
the General Lakvitsky."
She out-mastered me, for the moment.
I must be patient.
It's hot, so blow on it first.
Then take some sugar...
put it between your teeth
and sip through it.
Mm? Mm?
-Huh? -Go on, sip. Sip the tea.
[slurping sounds]
[spluttering] [laughing]
I told you, you shouldn't.
[laughs] It's very good. [coughs]
[laughs] Thank you.
I'm so, grateful to you for Vladimir.
I was glad to be of help.
I'm just tired of talking about it. [laughs]
What is that small building over there?
It's a greenhouse.
I enjoy gardening.
I would love to look at it.
Will you give me a tour?
[Vera] Of course, he'll be happy to.
The doctor said you should walk more.
Of course I will keep you company.
Don't take too long.
We'll have lunch soon.
[birds chirping]
[romantic music builds]
[sighs] Such a lovely smell.
My neighbors had a place like this, when I was a child.
[music continues]
I love the whole concept of a greenhouse.
It's not only beautiful.
[music continues]
It's life.
[music continues]
The sun brings light.
And it brings warmth.
And it makes the flowers blossom.
[music continues]
We should go back.
[sighs] As you wish.
[music continues]
[loud breathing]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[music fades]
[ending music]
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