Original subtitles

Sorry for being late, sir.

You sent men to Madrid to seek Mata Hari.

But the press already found her.

-As you see in the paper. -Mm.

What an impudent slut.

She's playing with fire, that one.

She's impudent but this could be a coincidence.

There's no proof she caused Rastignac's death...

and the missions failure.

Witnesses saw them leaving together

after her performance.

So I am sure this whore lured him into her bed and slept with him.

But she betrayed him.

Rastignac was always a fool when it came to one

and she seduced him and gave him to the [indistinct].

I'm absolutely certain of it.

To her, such an idiot was a perfect prey.

[woman crying]

We should pay our respects, sir.

[speaking in foreign language]

[woman weeping]

My condolences with them. He was a brilliant officer.

Friends will remember this hero.

I wanna find this German spy.

I wanna interrogate her and...

What about [indistinct chatter]

Is he in Paris?

He's been busy with the journalist but...

He's had no secret meetings.

That we know of.

It wouldn't be secret if you knew.

He would do anything for her.

He's such a fool. Hm.

So should we send men to Paris, to kill her?

-I think the risk would be-- -The risk would be great.

You're right. We'll follow her, observe her,

collect evidence.

Then we arrest and try her.

She will pay for her treason.

Lieutenant!

To arms.

Fire! [gunshots]

Fire! [gunshots]

[reloading guns] Fire!

[gunshots]

Fire!

[gunshots] \N \N

[soft dramatic intro music]

Vladimir Maslov,

you are honored for exemplary service

and you are hereby promoted to the rank

of Captain in charge of the infantry.

It's my honor, sir.

Your first command will begin immediately.

I am sorry, sir, but...

I was serious about my reporting to the front.

And for what reason would you do this?

I don't ever want to kill one of my own people.

Even for the sake of a mission.

And if they kill you?

So be it.

Alright.

Ready to leave for Petrograd.

They will make your assignment there.

[hubbub of voices]

[applause]

[camera goes off]

[camera goes off]

[piano music]

[car engine roaring]

Your friend hasn't sent anything.

Pigs.

Oh well.

I will have them at my feet.

[man chuckles]

So you have...

three confessions of love with invitations to dinner.

And one confession with a threat of suicide.

[giggles]

[mumbling]

[laughs] That's it.

[sighs]

Tired?

It's quite difficult to constantly remain...

desirable...

[mumbles]

You know you don't have to do that with me?

I know my friend. I know.

What do we have tomorrow?

Reception.

At the French Industrial Andre Citroen.

I never heard about him before.

Well he's a newcomer.

He made his fortune manufacturing weapons

and ammunition for the Russians.

Citroen?

Mhm. Andre Citroen.

Ah.

Here we are.

[hubbub of voices]

Good evening madam. Please allow me to express

my genuine admiration.

What beautiful flowers.

I picked them today.

They grow along our earth work, by our...

entrenchments.

Do you fight there?

Oui, Madame.

Excuse moi. Henri Fitcher.

110, infantry, regiment.

General fourth core.

Thank you.

What the hell?

She's insane.

She prefers the brave kind. Not the cowards in the rear.

[man] Yes, I'm reporting to Paris next week.

Mm.

[old man] Your idea?

[man] I asked to return but they said no.

I suppose they are punishing me for something.

[old man] They're detaching you to Paris.

Most men would be happy for such "punishment".

Do you need money?

[man] No.

I trust you completely with my estate.

[indistinct chatter]

It's not too small for you to bother?

Not at all.

It's the least I can do for your father.

He and I were like brothers.

Although compared to him, I am low born.

Not to me you aren't, or to my father.

You made your family name strong.

It means a lot for me to hear you say that.

I am old and god gave me no sons.

Only a daughter.

And I have always hoped that she marries you of course.

It should be to a man of character like yourself.

And she loves you, you know that.

Yes, I know but...

You think she's like a sister to you,

but she's not your sister

and you would make a beautiful couple.

You know what they say. Marriage, then love.

Love comes after marriage. That's how it is.

I respect you a lot,

and Vera too.

Well then you have to please me, right?

That's how it is with us merchants.

Vera would never agree.

She would know that my heart was not in it.

Vera would follow you to the ends of the earth.

Trust me.

I know.

Hm.

[carriage creaking]

[soft romantic music]

Are we allowed to kiss, after the engagement?

Yes we are.

It's allowed, but we shouldn't.

I'm so happy.

I am even scared.

[footsteps]

What is it?

Are you laughing at me?

No, I am...

I am just happy too.

It's decided for life now.

[door opens]

Ahhh!

There they are, the lovebirds.

Join us inside. Everyone's waiting.

They wanna congratulate you.

Here they are. Give them a big cheer.

[applause]

Alright.

Right then. A toast!

To a long and happy life together.

Cheers!

[classical music]

[shouts out] Mateu!

Mateu! Where are you?

I hope we're not too early.

Or too late.

I am sure we're just on time.

Here, I'll take this for you.

Thank you.

Ah, excuse me?

Could you please take these?

Yes, yes, that's it.

Thank you very much.

Butler!

[footsteps]

If I catch you away from your station again,

you're fired.

It's a nice memento.

English Counts will arrive soon. Keep an eye on the secretary.

He works for the Austrians.

Yes, sir.

[classical music continues]

[crowd chattering]

Any news from the Russian headquarters, colonel?

Nothing.

But then, even when we do get news,

it seldom makes sense.

It's probably just as well.

The codes they use are so simple a child could crack them.

Fortunately, procrastination wins out

over... ignorance.

Yes, thank god indeed.

So, monsieur Citroen,

I heard that you will soon be making cars,

-like monsieur Renault. -I am.

And victory, just around the corner.

It's time to prepare the industry for peace.

My friends.

My new factory,

has opened today

and we are prepared to make whatever the country needs.

People say that we industrialists,

make money on war.

And yes, that is true.

But if... we can avoid war,

I'll be a most happy engineer producing cars

for every family in France.

[applause]

Wonderful words!

Still, if war is inevitable,

I assure you that I promise I will do whatever it takes

to give the soldiers of our country

the most advanced weapons to ensure a perfect victory.

[applause]

And speaking of perfection,

with us today is the one, the only,

the beautiful Mata Hari.

Thank you so much.

Music please.

-Oh, you're wonderful. -May I?

-Excuse me. -I'm sorry!

[waltz begins]

My name is Pierre. I am your contact in Paris.

Oh... perfect.

We should need a reason to see each other.

I am a publisher and a journalist.

So I can ask your [indistinct] to arrange our interview.

[indistinct chatter]

What? [laughs]

This shameless rag!

Full of lies.

Yes, thank you.

So, here's the information.

The Russian Tsar is sending troops to help

the French.

-Mhm. -So I need to know,

how many?

Did they write anything about the Russian troops

-in the newspaper? -Yes.

So I should be aware of it.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Did you see that lady who was speaking

with the general and the colonel over there?

Listen in on their conversation and report back.

[woman laughing]

Colonel Ignacio, Russian military.

It's such a pleasure to meet you, colonel.

Madame.

I bet you miss your country so much.

Between the French and Russia there's this enemy land.

Right?

I am too busy to be homesick, Madame.

Of course you're so busy.

I heard that the Tsar sent soldiers

to help France, right?

To support the French troops.

And your countrymen will be sent

to the front lines immediately?

[man chuckles]

I can't say anything about that, Madame.

General of Whiskeys Core

will be disposed in the training camp

in Mali at first.

It's so nearby.

Will there be a parade?

I don't know, Madame. I don't know.

I'm sure there will be a parade.

I'm sure of it.

You know I really, really really love military men.

And parades.

Can I get an invitation?

Of course you can.

And in exchange I can perform for the officers for free.

It will be wonderful.

I believe there should be no obstacles.

Can you give me your word?

You do.

Thank you.

I will sail to Gabriel to find a date

for the performance.

[waltz playing]

She seems very smart.

Why does she play the fool?

I can tell you why she's doing it.

She has just offered us a free performance,

and now she'll get good publicity.

Good point.

An interesting woman.

Ah.

Please.

[giggling]

[parade music]

[people cheering]

They think we're some kind of [indistinct]

Well, I suddenly cannot complain about French ladies.

[woman shouting]

Hurray!

I love this city.

[crowd clapping]

Oh good.

They've already announced the charity show.

Yes.

Thanks to Noir. He advertised in the paper.

Though it was perceived as overly patriotic.

That's fine.

Paris is filled with patriots these days.

Russians?

Yes.

[crowd cheering]

Mr Noir, is he a friend of Elizabeth's?

Absolutely.

So our returning from Paris was just another favor

to our proud doctor?

Don't shout.

You want somebody to overhear you?

Margaretha, it's dangerous here.

This is a country that is at war

and if they so much as suspect...

Calm down Gabriel. Hmm?

They don't suspect anything.

And don't forget,

I have protectors up high.

[parade]

Oh, they're so handsome.

Mata Hari is throwing roses.

[crowd rejoicing]

Be careful. You could cut yourself.

No I can't.

[giggles]

[man] But who is Mata Hari?

Must be an actress.

She's a dancer and a prostitute.

She dances and takes all of her clothes off.

That is if you pay.

Oh, thank you.

You don't like whores?

It's more like I feel sorry for them.

-Sorry for who? -You know,

because he can afford such women.

[soldiers chattering]

Don't bother. I can handle it myself.

Believe me, I would much rather

be doing this...

than watching a naked woman run around on stage.

Yeah, I understand.

Still, the others are so excited.

Like little children.

Your honor.

The General summons you, immediately.

Stay here and help father Alexander.

Yes sir.

Pick up that end.

Now, move it against the wall.

Attention officers.

While you are here,

you represent the Russian army, the Russian people,

and the emperor. France will judge all Russia

by your behavior.

And so far their opinion is good so let's keep it that way.

Your Excellency.

Captain Maslov.

Your orders are to join us on our trip to Paris.

Yes sir.

Officer Ryabov.

You will remain on duty here.

Yes sir.

Gentlemen.

The cars are waiting for us.

-Lieutenant. -Yes.

-Give it back to her. -Oh my.

What a romantic you are.

It's a pity you're not going.

Don't regret too much.

I will not.

Captain Maslov.

[oriental music]

[oriental music continues]

I just want to be left alone. Please.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm very sorry.

Ah...

Madam is feeling very tired and there will not be any more show.

Thank you very much. Thank you for coming.

I'm very sorry.

[crowd complaining]

Is your emperor aware of our affairs?

He's merely guessing.

You don't have to worry about anything.

He's very loyal to me.

He looks too nervous. He might give us away.

[deep sigh]

The Russians are bluffing.

They're saying that the...

general Lewinsky's unit.

The one that paraded in Paris,

is a part of the special core.

Yes, it's all over the papers.

That the forces are going to arrive from France.

About half a million soldiers the say.

Berlin is very concerned.

There's no special core at all.

Only one brigade will be sent here

and two will be sent to Macedonia. That's it.

How do you know that?

I am always surprised at how talkative men can get

when they want to impress a woman.

And knowing the amount

of officers who came to my show, it's fair to assume that only

20 000 men compose that brigade.

Okay.

And what about their armament?

No, I am sorry. It's not gonna work.

This is not what we talked about.

You promised me a big article and this is just a joke.

Ah...

We're never too careful.

We're talking about the article, aren’t we?

Mhm.

So you will publish... our interview...

in the next issue?

You will see all the details with Gabriel.

And about the armament, I am thinking about questioning

a certain officer.

that will be very, very sorry for insulting me.

Mhm, yes, I read about it.

[sighs]

I am glad you have.

Gabriel.

Farewell.

The surveillance has given us little information.

Mata Hari spends a lot of time in the public eye

and she takes an interest in Russians.

But nothing else.

That officer the whore claims insulted her.

What do we know about him?

He is harmless. The officer in question is...

how should I say this?

He's very serious about questions of the heart.

What does she do when she's not on stage?

Most of the time she's with her publisher.

And then what?

He's considered a patriot.

Nice cover for a spy.

Put out best people on it.

-The Russian? -To hell with him.

Here in these files,

are the crimes that Mata Hari committed against France.

This blue file,

contains all the documents she stole.

The white file lists the agents she recruited.

And the red file.

It lists all of those who died all over Europe

because of that spying whore.

And this black file contains all our evidence against her.

Fill up the black file, Matine.

[orchestra marching]

I love Paris.

Oh my god, he's among the guests,

wearing the [indistinct].

-Who? -[indistinct chatter].

I am tired of your jokes.

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

Well, it will be unacceptable.

Who is this officer?

Vladimir Maslov.

[men marching]

Vladimir.

[applause]

They have nothing but rifles.

I've seen French soldiers. They have huge backpacks.

And other things...

[gunshots]

Yes, our men are poorly equipped but we hope our French allies

will help us.

For example, monsieur Snider has promised

to dedicate one of his factories for making helmets

with the Russian emblem.

I would just like to see [mumbles].

[horses galloping]

[applause]

[men fighting]

The soldiers are so strong.

The Tsar sent our best soldiers to France

The most decorated men.

Bonjour.

[applause]

Come on.

[crowd in awe]

[horses galloping]

[whip]

[applause]

[gunshots]

[applause]

Your Excellency. The demonstration is over.

I'm requesting your permission to take the battalion

back to the barracks.

Permission granted, captain.

But first, would anyone like to challenge

Captain Maslov's mastery?

[Mata Hari] I do.

[crowd laughing]

I cannot handle weapons.

But horses...

I can handle them very well.

[instrumental music]

[grunts]

[horse neighing]

[woman] Somebody help her!

[man] Whoa!

Shh, come here.

Shh.

Hey you!

Your animal almost killed me!

Really?

It seemed to me you fell on purpose.

I thought it was a stunt.

You seem to be perfectly fine, so please excuse me, Madame.

Manners, captain. Remember we are guests.

My apologies. Madame.

[man] She's said to be an excellent rider.

She was a teacher at a riding school

owned by a man named Mollier.

And he... this man died.

Under mysterious circumstances.

I suspect her but that's not our concern now.

She has her eye on this captain.

And I wanna know for what.

For fun. She likes officers.

Perhaps she means to seduce and recruit him.

Maybe. She's very careful.

Just as we need to be very careful.

Because of her powerful patrons.

I made another request to arrest her

on suspicion of espionage.

Again, they turned me down.

A shame, but if she likes this Russian...

maybe we can use him to get to her.

Perhaps. What's his name?

Vladimir Maslov.

I believe that I've heard this name.

It sounds familiar.

It doesn't matter.

We might have a better way to get rid of her.

A decree has issued to shut down

the criminal underworld of Paris.

Brothels, underground casinos.

France is facing very hard times and there's no place

for these dirty bastards.

Do you know...

Michelle River?

Yes...

She's the owner of a special establishment

in the southern quarter of Paris.

I want you to meet her.

And make her an offer.

You understand?

Maybe a shocking one?

Monsieur Noir?

Maybe.

Monsieur Noir?

I don't even know.

[speaks French] Is it shocking enough?

[camera shot]

[indistinct]

It's enough for today I think.

Madame.

You are just fabulous.

May I?

[slaps]

So, you'll tell him the following,

Russian supplies are dwindling.

Soldiers will be provided only with the bare necessities.

Helmets, coats, etc.

They're not re-supplying artillery or mortars.

The Russian positions of the front

can be considered the weakest points.

But they should not discount the bravery

and skills of Russian soldiers.

We will fight, regardless of their weakened positions.

Is this information accurate?

I am always accurate.

But you've just almost, messed up my face.

[giggles]

I would kill you if I didn't need you.

I pay a high price for my freedom

to let the likes of you threaten it.

I understand.

Margaretha?

I'm here.

[footsteps]

I bumped into an old friend.

She has a place...

well where people come to have fun.

-Mm. -[indistinct chatter]

Slackers and cowards gather?

Well perhaps,

but there's profit to be made in it.

And she is offering quite a bit of money.

-Is she? -Mm.

And only one dance.

And there's a roulette.

Gabriel.

You know how much I miss casinos.

I know.

When will I have to perform?

She's not sure yet. In a few days.

-What's her name again? -Michelle River.

[mumbling]

Is everything okay with you?

Yeah, yeah. I am okay.

Not just today. For a while now.

It's the wedding.

I've been giving it a lot of thought.

As well as you should.

You're entering a new and life changing

amazing part of your life.

It is such a big decision.

To connect your life to another person.

Are you having doubts?

[car engine]

I am.

Wait, here they come now.

Go to them. Go talk with her.

[woman] I missed you so much!

Me too.

How was the journey?

The sea was frightening.

They say Germans can blow up ships from underwater.

Then we took a train and came straight to you.

[greeting]

Hello son.

-Good morning. -Hello father.

-Father Alexander. -Yes.

Since you're here, perhaps you can marry them

right now?

Well if that's what they want I would be happy to.

I think that sounds wonderful.

And you dear?

At once, if we can.

It's a very nice church.

Of course you're in a hurry. You're young people.

But I've invited many guests, Vera.

So the wedding must be...

held at the Alexander cathedral in [indistinct].

No father, it's called [indistinct].

It doesn't matter how you pronounce it.

The church is beautiful.

And in three days' time you will have

a beautiful ceremony.

Of course you're invited, Nikolaj Alexandrovich,

-Thank you. -And you too father.

Thank you.

Very good, very good.

They're starting a new life together.

Aren't they a lovely couple?

Like they are meant for each other.

Yes they are.

[laughs]

[knocks]

Come in.

[closes door]

It's late, I hope you have something interesting.

Mata Hari is going to River's place to perform.

Good.

She hasn't given me a chance to find evidence

to put into this black folder.

The worse for her.

She could have had a life.

You're personally in charge for the results of the raid.

If Astruc is there, do I arrest him as well?

He could possibly turn on her.

We might offer him a deal.

I'll give it a try, captain.

I hope soon the city will be grieving...

for the death of the beautiful Mata Hari.

[door closes]

[oriental music]

[oriental music continues]

What do you think about this?

She's amazing.

I'll see you later.

Everybody's under arrest!

You're under arrest! Everyone get outside!

Now!

Move. Move. Move!

Get outside, now!

[crowd panicking]

-Get going! -Stop it!

-Stop it. -Everyone, everyone out!

-Yes, we're going. -Get moving now!

You too!

There's been a misunderstanding. We're guests here.

Gabriel, calm down.

You two. Stop talking and get in the car.

You'll regret this you know.

This is the famous Mata Hari.

I can't believe it. Mata Hari in this den of inequity.

Stop! [gunshot]

What are you looking at? Keep moving. Go!

You are going along with the others.

I'll have you sent to the front lines.

What's your name?

Matine, Madame.

-Monsieur, you can leave. -Not without her.

I am sorry.

Gabriel.

If he wants to stay with her, let him.

You and your friends may go.

Thank you Monsieur.

[ominous music]

[car engine]

[gunshots]

[crowd screaming]

Do it fast.

They all think they're going to the chateau.

Yes sir, we'll be done immediately.

[woman crying out]

[man] Get them down!

And take them to the pit.

Can anyone tell me what's going on?

No. Keep moving.

Who gave this order? Do you know?

No.

And I wouldn't advise you to ask.

[man] No! No!

[woman crying]

[man] Oh god!

[crowd screaming]

-Stand still. -Darling, stay near me.

Stay with me.

-[woman] We're here. -[man] Drop the weapons.

[cries]

I love you.

I've always loved you.

[crowd panicking]

[man] No!

I am sorry.

[guns loading]

[gunshots]

[music crescendo]

[solemn music]

[panting]

[weeping]

[gasps]

[moans]

[giggles]

I love you.

[ending music]