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[Elizabeth] Tired of these conversations...

I'll wait for you here, with Pierre.

[Horowitz] All right darling, we'll be there in a couple of minutes.

Take your time, don't be jealous.

[inhales deeply]

Pierre... you must be terribly bored with all this... paperwork.

I'll be entrusted with a real case, very soon.

-[Elizabeth] Oh. -Mr. Horowitz promised me that.

[Elizabeth] Great... great.

-[Elizabeth] Gasps. -Madam?

-[gasping for air] -Madam? Madam, what's wrong?

Madam?

It's blood pressure. [inhales deeply]

[exhales]

[difficulty breathing] Sometimes it gives me troubles. Coffee helps.

I'll make some, sit down please.

Merci Pierre. Merci beaucoup.

[intriguing music]

[thud] [Pierre grunts]

[Pierre] Excuse me. Sorry. Let me help you. Here you go.

So sorry. Excuse me.

[breathing shakily]

[music continues]

[exhales]

-[Pierre] Your coffee. -Oh, merci Pierre.

-Better? -Much better.

[soft dramatic intro music]

So, Monsieur Horowitz.

My wife and I...

hope that you will not let us down.

Tell him recommendations from Count Costello and Mata Hari can be trusted.

Well, the Count and his charming friend, have been our clients for many years.

[exhales deeply] Unfortunately, their problems hasn't been resolved yet.

-But-- -If you can't resolve it... then no one can.

This is what the Count believes. Good day Monsieur Horowitz.

-Good day. -[Monsieur Horowitz] Good day.

Did you get it?

[indistinct background chatter]

It's one of Costello's letters to the Pinkertons.

And a couple of checks that he signed. He's paying them to stall.

If Margaretha finds out he'll be in big, big trouble.

So... is he ours now?

We'll see. We have to be very careful, but...

he mentioned some village in Vittel, in the letter.

I believe the MacLeods are there.

[Kramer] Interesting.

What's Costello up to?

Trying to foul betrayals.

He's sending [indistinct] across all borders

We've intercepted one of these yesterday.

-We're managing just fine, as of now. -What do you mean "as of now"?

Well, if you tempt [indistinct] we might miss someone.

He'll never risk the real Cortes.

We'll find Miss Heaton soon,

but until then, no one remotely resembling Cortes can cross the French border.

We will drive Costello crazy, that will lead him to make a mistake.

Good.

[clapping] -Wonderful. -Thank you, thank you.

One more game... so me and Gabriel will have our revenge.

-What do you say Elizabeth? -Of course, let's play one more.

[Greta giggles]

But I'm not about to lose.

[Gabriel] Have you been nervous recently, Count?

What makes you say that? Oh, that's never happened to me before.

Is there anything I can help you with?

Everything is under control, I can assure you.

-Take care of your wound. -[winces]

[Spanish ballad in background]

[clears throat]

[moans]

What's the matter Count, seriously, it's impossible.

[Greta] Giggles.

[Greta] So the women win, yet again.

-Is something wrong with you? Sweetheart? -Hmm? No.

Nothing at all darling, except, my bad luck cards.

You've lost. Now you have to grant us a wish.

I don't think you want to accept giving away... national secrets.

Oh, I'm just a woman. Why would I want to know national secrets.

[laughs] So, what should we make them do?

Well, I could show you a card trick.

-Oh Gabriel, for God's sake. -No, no. It's wonderful.

I've never seen it before. Please do Monsieur Astruc.

So, do you need it?

-Yes, actually I do. -[ladies giggle]

-Ok, so pick a card, any card. -[Elizabeth] Ok, this one.

-[Gabriel] Memorize it and put it back in the deck. -[Elizabeth giggles]

[Gabriel] Choose a card, any card.

[unsettling music]

Torres is disfigured now.

[gunshot] [indistinct chatter]

[Ambassador] The Paglia from Catalonia.

[Ambassador] They shaved his face outside in the cold.

The hell with him. What's with the others?

One is wounded, the other one is safe. People in Marseille weren't as lucky.

One was killed and one got wounded badly.

What's with Saez?

[Costello] He was supposed to try boarding a steamboat in Havre.

I've just received a telephone call.

[horn blows in the distance]

He's dead... fell of the train, or jumped off or got thrown off.

Dammit.

[inhales deeply] These pigs, they've blocked all the way out.

Who? Why?

Can you explain to me what's going on?

Some stupid rumour has it that France is flooded with German spies...

[inhales deeply]

Are we hiding someone?

[silence]

I've tried to get my daughter back... legally.

Found a judge I thought was fair, but my ex-husband's brother was a general

and helped him to take my daughter away from me. That's when I lost all faith.

-[Greta and daughter scream] -In the laws of man and God

I sold myself, body and soul, to get her back

but just as I was about to reclaim her, she vanished.

Costello's men are searching... but Rudolph has stopped taking her to the colonies.

If they were in Europe, they would have found them by now.

What a terrible story.

This one is still closed, shall I open it?

If you want to.

They send a report every week and it's always the same letter. [paper tearing]

"Not found... trace is lost, however hope remains.

We shall accelerate our efforts."

Something like that, right?

[inhales and exhales deeply]

In general, yes.

[scoffs]

[Greta] I want my daughter back.

And I want to punish Rudolph for taking her away.

[silence]

Vengeance planning must be exhausting.

You need some rest.

I suppose so.

Let's go to Vittel.

Mountains, woods... wonderful air.

-We'll walk, drink water... -[exhales deeply]

just enjoy nature.

[Greta] Maybe.

[whispering] Thank you.

[horn blowing]

[train rumbling over tracks]

[dog barking in the distance] [birds chirping]

[waiter] Can I get you something to drink?

How many times do you have to drink this water?

Six... three times.

Before a meal and three after.

It's terrible. I would never settle for that.

[Greta inhales deeply] Well at least, this place is quiet.

I'm finally having a good rest.

Great. But we should have some fun too. Let's go riding.

I talked to the landlord, he'll lend us horses.

Oh, this is an amazing idea. I haven't ridden in years.

Great, we'll go to the mountains, there is a small village near the convent.

-[Greta giggling] -I heard the view is spectacular

and the food is simple and delicious.

-And you will not go with us. -Don't worry.

[Greta chuckles]

[inhales deeply] Sounds perfect.

[hubbub of voices]

-What about Costello? -We're watching him.

But he is too careful and never goes to Cortes himself.

Though you can't keep an eye on all of his people.

Elsa, we should decide about her as soon as possible.

It's not that simple. She shouldn't find out before the time is right.

-And stop talking about money! -[Kramer grunts]

-Enough! -I'm sorry, I'm sorry my darling.

[Kramer] Unfortunately, I have to go now. My train leaves in an hour.

-Good bye. -Good bye, good bye.

-Did something happen? -No, no. It's ok, it's the same story.

[Greta] If you need anything I would be glad to help, I would be glad to.

Thank you, thank you Greta.

-[Greta] What a lovely place. -[Elizabeth chuckles]

-I'm so hungry. -Excuse me, do you have any place to eat here?

-There's a house upstairs. -Thank you.

[exhales deeply] Thank you.

[door creaks] [Greta exhales deeply]

-[Greta panting] Are you getting enough exercise? -[both laughing]

[Greta panting] Hello Sir. We're looking for a place... to have dinner.

At my tavern, madam.

My name is Walter.

This way please.

Rudy prepare the table for these two ladies, please.

Aw, what a beautiful view Margaretha. Look at this.

Rudy?

-Rudolph? -[Rudolph gasps]

[sad music]

I can't believe it.

[inhales]

Where's my-- where's my baby? [exhales deeply]

[softly] What did you do to my daughter?

Answer me!

-You son of a bitch! You destroyed my life! -[Rudy groans]

-Hey lady! -Don't! Let her.

[Greta] Son of a bitch!

[Non] What are you doing? Stop it!

This, this is your mother Non.

[softly] Oh, my baby... I've missed you so much.

[music continues]

[inhales and exhales deeply]

[flatware scraping plate]

I can't believe all this. Doesn't make any sense.

You've found your daughter, that is what matters.

You have to eat something.

[Greta] So your married to Rudolph, then?

Yes, it's true. Otherwise he couldn't live in the convent.

-[Greta] I guess you're working here too? -[Rudy's wife] It's my job.

I'm going to take care of my daughter from now on. Do you understand?

-Let me help you mother. -[Rudy's wife] Please.

-[Greta] How long have you been here? -Quite a few years.

After you came to my uncle's house that day with the Count.

I received this letter... with instructions and money... and we left.

A letter from who?

I still don't know.

[dogs barking in the distance]

I don't recognize the handwriting.

[soft piano music]

After we settled here I... was very angry and I started... drinking.

And they put a stop to that [sighs] right away, and made me work.

And I did and I became happy... and I like it here.

And Non likes it here.

Did you have any choice?

You're right.

She can go with you... if she wants to.

Margaretha, I'm sorry.

All right.

Non please... my love, come to see mummy.

Please.

[sad music]

Would you like to come to Paris with me? Huh? I have a lot of money.

I can give you a good education. And everything you need, and you want.

And where really did you get all of this? From your lovers?

I don't want a loose woman's money.

Why are you saying this?

-What, what did you tell her? -Mother Superior reads the papers.

She knows I'm your daughter.

And she says I need to pray for your soul, and for mine.

Because I've been dirty since I was born.

[Greta inhales deeply] I'm so sorry my baby. Come with me. I can help you.

[Non] I won't go anywhere with you.

Jesus, our saviour, says it's better to die without sin,

than to live in sin and be cast down to hell.

Non, that's your mother. You cannot talk to your mother like that.

God would not approve.

-Non? -[Non] No!

[softly] I'll talk to her.

[exhales deeply]

[man] You're not taking care of yourself, Elsa.

I will get better soon. Too much travelling, that's all.

Why don't you tell her everything you know?

I want her to be desperate.

Now all she wants, is to get her daughter back.

When she realizes it's too late... she will want revenge.

Isn't too complicated? She's just a dancer after all.

Oh but she's not that simple at all, trust me.

It's better to take things slowly.

Our agents in America reported

that Spain now has copies of portraits of the navy officers.

We believe those portraits were made by Cortes.

[low tone voice] Damned Cuban.

A lot will now depend on you, Elsa.

If they find those people and the witness.

Why do the nun gets to say when I can see--

I'm afraid it's been that way all along with me.

Now, Non is used to spending most of her time there, and she really likes it.

[Greta sighs] I stayed here for her and she won't even talk to me. She's changed.

-[Greta] You have too. You've grown a lot older. -[Rudy chuckles]

[Rudy] And I hope a little wiser.

[Rudy] I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you.

[Greta] I know the drink had a lot to do with it.

-[Greta] I'm nervous. -[Rudy] You should be.

[knocking]

[door creaking]

-What do you want madam? -I want to speak to my daughter about her future.

And how do you see her future?

She'll get a good education. Appropriate for a young woman.

She'll get married.

And who will walk her down the aisle? [scoffs] You?

Or one of your benefactors?

The papers lie. I'm an actress.

All the rumours are invented to sell papers

-and keep the public interested in me-- -Enough!

-Non. -I have nothing to say to her.

[Non] What could darkness and light have in common. That is what our saviour says.

[dramatic music]

How much money do you get? To keep my daughter here?

-It doesn't matter. -I'll give you twice as much.

[door creaks]

Twice! Think about it!

Please, think about it. My money is not dirtier than this.

I can't believe you were married to such a woman.

I can hardly believe it myself. The things I used to do.

Such a woman makes us do bad things, I suppose.

That's why they say that a woman is a vessel filled with sin.

[inhales and exhales deeply] Maybe. But it is you who decides

whether to drink from the vessel. That's what I believe.

Costello's papers.

I don't need them. She's not my daughter anymore.

As much as it hurts to admit.

I've never stopped thinking about her... never.

But I had to learn to live without her.

Guess now it's time for me to learn to live without hope.

[hubbub of voices]

Greta?

Greta my dear.

I received the letter you sent from the village, it's terrible.

No, it's not.

Yesterday, I suddenly realized... that all this time...

I hadn't been fighting for Non.

And all I wanted was to... to get the better of Rudolph.

And to prove to him... that I'm a woman just as smart as he or any of the men.

You know what I mean... and I think I've succeeded in that.

Yes, you did.

[exhales deeply]

And as for Non...

if I had her with me... I wouldn't have become the person I am now.

-Coffee? -No. After [indistinct].

[low tone voice] I'm addicted to malt wine.

[Elizabeth chuckles quietly]

I'll have some too, I think. Two glasses of malt wine please.

[hubbub of voices]

I want to find out who wrote the letter and let Rudolph escape.

It's unnecessary.

-You believe I shouldn't try-- -I know who wrote it.

It was the secretary of the Spanish Embassy in Paris.

Macheda, you must know him.

I do.

But it seems to me that I don't need you at all.

Have you found Rudolph... and arranged for us to meet.

Not me.

My people.

Who are they?

And most importantly, who are you?

My name is Elizabeth Shragmuller.

I work for the Chief of German Intelligence.

[inhales deeply]

[background chatter continues]

[intriguing music]

That's insane. Why... would German Intelligence help someone like me?

Huh?

Answer my question.

[inhales deeply] Sit down Greta.

[scoffs]

We need Costello. He is the one who asked Macheda to write that letter.

He was sending money to the convent all this time.

And he paid Pinkerton too.

For their silence and their idleness.

-Can you prove it? -I have all the documents in my room.

-I want to look at them. -Sure.

And I want to know... what the [indistinct] wants from me.

We are looking for one man.

Costello has been trying to find a way of getting him to Spain for a couple of months now.

We need you to find out where Costello is hiding him.

[Costello] So, what's going on with Pinkerton?

[Señor Macheda] They have some concerns, nothing for you to worry about.

An agent thinks one of his men stole some documents.

And also... some copies of the letters, may be among the missing papers.

Including letters about the McCleod's.

At least it appears that way.

-After the Kramers were there-- -What do you mean by "appear"?

Are they missing or not?

Nobody really knows how many documents are missing, Sir.

Right. Look into it.

The Germans might try to get closer to Margaretha.

-What I did to her was low and if she'll found out-- -I will check, Sir.

Although, if you allow me. I think you may be overestimating--

This is none of your concern, Señor Macheda.

Check the Kramers. Who are they?

-As you say. -The Ambassador wants to talk to me. Do what I told you.

-It's very cold in your room. -But it has a separate exit.

So? Are you going to do something?

[Greta] Costello is looking for a way... to get this man to Spain.

We should let him do it. I'll go to Madrid and do a show.

I doubt he would miss such a chance.

I wouldn't if I were him.

Just one question. This failure... will it be his last?

-You mean, will it discredit him? -No!

-I mean, will he lose everything he has? -Are you so thirsty for blood?

He deceived me and I want him to pay... so?

Well, Costello is too big of a player. This failure will hurt him.

But, it will not destroy him.

Then, I may have to change the plan.

[exhales] I will let you know... if it comes to that

I have to go to Paris tomorrow. Costello knows that already.

-I hope you'll be patient enough. -Don't worry.

You'll get what you want and so will I.

[intriguing music]

[Ambassador] An Italian was murdered. A state official from the Vatican.

Do you realize what a scandal this is?

[sighs]

When is this going to end? Now turn around God damn you.

Why do I have to talk and protect your back.

The Germans murdered that Italian. What can I do Señor Ambassador?

They were looking for someone, again. Who are they after?

Sorry, I can't tell you this.

The Italian Government is outraged. They don't have the guts to yap at Germany.

But he won't leave us be.

-I'm truly sorry. -If I get a chance to get rid of you,

I will do so without any hesitation.

So do not make any mistakes. Count.

[tense music]

-You've started a serious mess. -It will make Costello hurry.

The Italians will not move until we tell them.

Look! So beautiful.

I think that young man in the grey suit is following us.

-Yes he is. -He's been walking behind us at least half an hour now.

If it's not a secret admirer of mine well, it means Costello is getting nervous.

[Elizabeth] Such bad timing, let's split up.

If he follows me, then he's just a little thing in love.

But if he goes after the note.

-Whom do I give it to? -To the grocer. It's an old bill.

Please don't walk for too long, darling. You never know, it might rain again.

-[Kramer] I'll see you for dinner. -Of course, darling.

[suspenseful music]

[music continues]

I'll talk to him today. We need to meet to discuss all the details.

[indistinct chatter]

Perfect. [door opens] He's coming. We'll speak later.

[Greta] Hello love.

I've missed you so much.

-Missed you too. -Let's go upstairs.

Not now... I need a drink.

Excuse me darling... I have things in my mind that doesn't let go.

And here I come... piling on with my love. Hmm?

-Forgive me darling. -I forgive you [moans softly]

[doorbell rings]

What's the matter? Where's Ana? Why doesn't she open the door?

Sorry, I forgot... I let her go.

[glass clinks]

It's Gabriel. He's proposing a show in Madrid.

I just don't want to leave you. We've been apart for so long.

I think you should go. They love you in Spain.

And it's warmer there.

-[Greta] Will you come with me? -I'm afraid I can't.

[exhales deeply] Why not?

Moretto, the Prime Minister, and I are enemies.

He killed my brother.

Our gracious King just sent me to Paris... so I wouldn't revenge.

Then I will ask Gabriel to make the arrangements.

I'll do anything I can to help.

Thank you my love, thank you.

[Spanish guitar playing flamenco]

[music continues]

[exhales deeply]

And here, the lights should go out.

[inhales deeply] And they shall see me naked only for a second.

[clapping] You're marvellous.

Amazing, you are amazing.

-I'm so sorry I can't come to the premiere. -Aw, what a pity.

[Greta] Why don't you come to my dressing room?

[door creaks] [knocks on door]

Come in.

When are you going?

The day after tomorrow. I'm so tired. [exhales deeply]

-Can you please help me? I let Ana go. -Sure.

[water trickling]

Please, come. Do my back.

-So, you need to give us-- -No, wait a minute.

I'll tell you what you need to do first.

I'll find a way to distract Costello, and to help you at the same time.

Since Costello will not be able to support me any longer.

I want a more important benefactor.

-Who? -??

[scoffs]

Can I have a towel please?

[Elizabeth] Tell me about your plan and I'll send the report to my chief immediately.

[scoffs]

You can take them all out. Madam has not yet decided what she'll perform in Madrid.

Sorry.

We need to talk... privately.

You can go. I'll call you back later.

-Has she chosen her wardrobe? -Not yet.

We know definitely that she's going to be performing a Flamenco,

but apart from that we don't know.

Would you do me a favor?

-Yes. -I have a friend... was a big admirer of Mata Hari.

And he wants to go on tour with her... incognito.

Well, why doesn't he just come on tour with us?

Well the key word is incognito ... and he is ready to pay for that.

Right well, if he can afford it.

He recounted railway station.

He will have documents in the name of... Enrique Suarez.

[exhales deeply]

-You cannot tell Margaretha about this? -She knows.

-She knows as little as I do-- -She knows enough.

Enrique Suarez. Remember the name.

[lively music] [train hissing]

[camera flash]

[camera flash]

[flamenco music]

[shoes tapping]

[flamenco music]

Messier Astruc, Señor Prime Minister would like to meet

with the man who sent back Count Costello.

[music continues]

Please, let me take you to a...

Señor Prime Minister, this is Monsieur Astruc. He will take you to Costello's man.

I hope that there is no confusion that this is the man we've been waiting for.

[music continues]

[doors creak]

Who are you? I will talk only to the Prime Minister or to the King.

You will talk to the Prime Minister, if you are Ramon Cortez from Havana.

[music continues]

[flamenco music and chanting]

I am [indistinct] Moliere.

I know. The Señor Count showed me photo of you.

You have a lot of medals Kernel.

[shoes tapping quickly]

[squish]

[gunshots]

[engine humming]

-This is absurd. I didn't order that murder. -[Ambassador] I'm just a clerk.

I received instructions to arrest you and send you to Spain.

-Yeah, but you know that. -I knew nothing.

You were the one who kept me out of the loop, so.

[street boy] For Count Costello.

[serious music]

[Greta] "My dear Count... You are a smart man.

So by now you've probably figured it out, what happened.

You will soon be executed for assassinating the Prime Minister of Spain.

The authorities are certain you ordered the murder,

because they know you sent Cortes to travel with me.

[horn blows in the distance]

My German friends have been looking for Cortes, and thanks to you

I could help them arrange a meeting... so, another person took his place."

- [in German] -[Greta] You better be.

[both laugh]

[Greta] "Of course this fake Cortes was shot after he killed the Prime Minister.

Apparently, on your orders."

[knocks on door]

[locks clanking]

-[panting] Yeah? -Is everything all right?

-Yeah. Everything is fine. Yeah. -Mr. Suarez?

Uh, bring me some champagne, ok?

[door locks]

"So nobody knows the real story but you and me.

Goodbye, my dear Count."

[engine hums]

It seems he understood everything and accepted it as a punishment.

Isn't touching? You just picture the office.

-My boss is impressed by your success. -Oh, that's very nice to know.

Now we'll take Costello's money away. And he will be executed.

Ramiro told me that. He's temporarily replacing Morreta as Prime Minister.

How did you get him to open up to you?

I showed him a couple of tricks at night.

Same tricks, are nearly deceased Costello was so fond of.

So, Elizabeth.

Now that I will have to get by without Costello's help, how about some conversation?

-What do you want? -Don't you have any idea?

You enjoy manipulating people. It might be your calling.

[laughs softly]

[exhales deeply] Elizabeth, enough with hypocrisy.

Of course I do love money and fame.

And I don't give a damn about morality and principles.

I'm willing to sell myself to the highest bidder...

and if it's not you... some other will want me.

While you will regret not taking advantage of this amazing opportunity

-Shall we seal this deal with blood? -I prefer a bank check.

[ending music]