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[men shouting] [guns firing]

Have you talked to Vera yet?

Not yet. [explosion]

Damn bastards are fucking us!

They want to cover us in dust!

Sit down, don't be stupid. What's the use of getting killed for nothing?

[loud explosion] [men shouting]

You know I haven't called off the wedding yet?

Because thanks to her father's connections, I get sent to Paris more often,

but when I'm there I don't sleep with my fiancée, I sleep with the dancer of course!

Then leave her. If you know who this woman is, leave her!

[loud explosion]

You make it sound so easy Father.

It's hard because it's a battle for your soul...

-Don't let the devil win! -Just shut up Sasha!

[multiple loud explosions]

[deep rumbling]

[men shouting]

[breathing heavily] Father Alexander?

[struggles]

Father Alexander?

[panicked] Sasha?

[shouting] Sasha!

[breathing heavily in shock]

Sa--

[crying]

[soft dramatic intro music]

[piano playing]

[exhaling] Sit down already god damn you.

I would be damned for what I am doing here.

-Madame said she would be here by three? -Yes.

Punctuality is the virtue of Kings.

I'm only letting you in my house because I lost a bet I hope you know that.

Of course, if you want we can make another bet and maybe this time we could

-raise the stakes? -Maybe?

God of love just put this monster here already! [puts suitcase on table]

You wanna come and visit my bedroom?

-Oh my Queen, can I stay with you forever? -[woman laughing]

[footsteps into the distance]

[footsteps into the distance]

[knocks on door]

You're so young and it's so boring.

Is working at the Ministry of Magic so serious?

[stammering] I just want you to put it somewhere safe, there are important documents inside--

Here's your stupid case, it hasn't gone anywhere has it?

And look what I found!

-[Vladimir] Oh... That's great. -Much more interesting.

[chuckles]

Bonjaulée... so good.

[camera shutting]

[folding papers]

[suspenseful music]

-Faster. -Shut up.

Put that back into the case.

[doorbell rings]

[laughing] [kisses]

-You are beautiful. -[laughs]

-[breathing heavily] -Wait, wait, wait.

[continues kissing]

[door opens] -Madame.

What? Now?

-He wasn't supposed to come until the next day. -What's wrong?

Get dressed fast.

[whispered] What's the matter?

I'm afraid we'll have to postpone this until later...

please, quick!

[maid] Let me help you.

-[muffled laugh] -Sshh.

[both laughing]

So there'll be one more idiot telling friends at the bar that he slept with Mata Hari.

You have to go now Pierre, I still have to get the house ready for Vladimir.

'Vladimir'... the way you say his name.

I say his name the way it's pronounced...

And improvised, very valuable information as you know it.

A silly, naive lover boy is a dangerous man

second only to a conscientious traitor.

Just like you Monsieur.

You sound offended Madame.

Does that mean you care about this Russian?

Pierre, you should go now.

-[civilian] No, Monsieur! -[loud cries from crowd]

You're a German agent.

[in anguish] I'm not I swear!

I just play music!

[angry proclamations from crowd]

[civilian] Don't come around with your violin bastard!

I heard you speak children. [spits angrily]

[soldier] If you're French, why aren't you on the battlefield?

[angry jeers continue]

Stop it, stop it... Monsieur's calm down!

-They're trying to kill me! -Calm down!

You want me to tell you why I want this right? [smashes glass]

[crowd screams]

[soldier] Captain, I can't fire into the crowd.

There's so many people around, I don't know what to do Sir.

That's alright, don't do anything Monsieur.

People are getting rid of German spies.

[ominous music]

[terrified screams]

[terror screams continue]

[crowd screams]

[indistinct]

I must say... good work.

Thank you, sir.

[Officer] Come with me to the Bureau.

I have some special missions to discuss with you... that sound good?

Absolutely sir.

[insidious music continues]

[horses hooves on street]

[door creaks open]

I'm sorry this has to be so late.

Nowhere is Monsieur Noir you're always welcome.

Don't take too much risk it's not that urgent.

I understand... Goodnight Monsieur.

Goodnight.

[Officer] Captain Ladoux report.

Riots and civil disturbances are increasing,

as well are complaints about the army and--

[Officer] Complaints are unavoidable.

[Ladoux] But we can minimize it there have been reports of attacks

on people suspected of being spies or deserters.

[Officer] And how does that help us minimize the public's dissatisfaction?

Well reports show that people are obsessed with spies.

They're starting to accuse neighbors, shopkeepers, we can use this to our advantage

Use it how to our advantage?

Spies can make convenient scapegoats you can blame them for anything

Who is to blame? For the many thousands who died at the battle of Verdun.

The spies are.

Who is to blame for the failure of the Somme?

The spies as well.

[Officer] If your bureau is in charge of finding spies that would mean that you're to blame

I would prefer to lose my own reputation than to have people lose respect for the army,

and our government.

-Well said. -Yes, and really appreciated.

What do you need from us Captain?

A free hand to do whatever I need and I promise you

we will catch enough spies or I'll take all the blame.

Alright but I don't want you to overdo it.

[Officer] There should be no charges without evidence,

bending the law will not be tolerated.

-Certainly sir, I'm aware of that sir. -Next slide gentlemen.

[Captain] The death of Alexander was a great loss, he was a true man of god and a great officer.

-Terrible blow to the soldiers. -We can't, men like him are irreplaceable .

Especially now, when such terrible things are happening in Russia.

-[soldier] Your excellency. -[Colonel] You're leaving?

-Aren't you staying for the memorial dinner? -I would sir...

-My father-in-law wants to see me. -[Colonel] Oh family matters,

I see. Well you're on leave so.

Thank you sir.

Captain... our French allies left documents for us at their headquarters

please pick them up, before you go.

Will do sir.

[Lieutenant] I'm surprised he is leaving.

Yes I was under the impression Captain Maslov was Father Alexander's closest friend.

[knocking on door] Come in my dear friend,

We were just discussing the operation.

Good day, Monsieur, Captain.

It's a disgrace that she's still alive.

Well she's just too famous to be burned alive in public.

I will be happy to hang the whore from a lamp post and take all the blame.

You can court martial me, you can send me back to the front lines

and I'd be happy to go if I could first see this harlot with a rope around her neck.

I like your enthusiasm, but we have to follow the law.

Remember I hate her as much as you do.

[clock ticking]

I want that mansion under surveillance at all times,

if you see anything suspicious report to me immediately.

She's the carrier... who sends, and receives letters for her...

I don't want you to intercept her I want her colleagues as well.

That clear?

[romantic music]

How long can you stay?

Not long. But later I can stay for a whole night.

[kissing]

I'd rather you stayed for life.

Can you have breakfast with me?

-Breakfast? -Uh-huh.

Did you just wake up?

[smiling] Yes.

I had a show last night.

I just danced.

Only that... I swear.

That's all.

[whispering] Hey, I swear.

I swear.

[tight embrace]

[camera shutting]

See how wonderful I am at this? [giggles]

You'll be so happy...

[giggling] No.

Let me feed you.

[chuckles]

You seem a bit tired. How are things? Hmm?

-How are things? -Mmm-hmm.

-[speaks German] -What does that mean?

My things are as dark as... as suit is white.

My friend was killed... our priest.

And I ran away from the funeral to be with you.

Eat.

You are a warrior, and warriors should eat this trouble.

[eats the grape and kisses]

[spits]

[suspenseful music continues]

It's a map. I made five photographs.

Good job... your bank account will get larger by the day.

I might not get a chance to use it... someone is phoning again.

Anna you must be very tired, no-one is following you, it's in your mind.

Trust me. Everything will be fine.

[inhales deeply] You have to deliver this tonight to Monsieur Roma

[crickets chirping]

Go. [engine starts]

[footsteps approaching]

-Hey watch it cow. -[gasps] What are you doing?

What are you doing? Give it back!

We heard you speaking German...

bitch.

I'm not German, I am Dutch.

She doesn't have money, just some change, she must have more, such a fat German cow!

[screaming with terror] Help!

Scream louder, they'll be happy to hang you, or tear you to pieces.

[woman crying]

[wails in desperation]

[mounting suspense music]

So, we searched but we found nothing on her. Only a bit of money,

No documents, no film.

[exhales deeply]

Photographs turned out well. Anna did a good job.

She's got pictures of some maps.

[water dripping]

Senior positions, the Russians plan an attack in the next few days.

Excellent. I'll send it immediately to the Portuguese Consulate

When are you going to publish that book there?

-As soon as our friends are out of Paris. -Hmm.

Soon then.

With these documents the Germans have set a trap for the Russians

so then we'll get killed.

Don't you feel sorry about your Vladimir?

This photograph... should be the cover.

Good choice.

[birds singing]

Good morning my dear.

You didn't sleep well?

I had a little headache.

[sorrowful music]

You should stop worrying so much.

It won't help him and it's not good for you.

It's going to be two weeks the day after tomorrow.

I miss him so.

[door closes]

Oh my god.

We've been so worried about you.

All this terrible news... but I shouldn't talk about it.

Forgive me. You must be starving!

Everything is ready for the wedding. I got a new dress,

And Father has arranged to have the ceremony at the Alexander cathedral.

We just need someone to officiate.

You wanted Father Alexander to do it?

-We can arrange that. -Father Alexander is dead.

Oh my god. What happened?

He died protecting me.

I'm very sorry. [sorrowful piano music]

Then you should ask Father Kirill if he's available for the wedding?

Will you stop talking about this goddamn wedding for just a moment?

[piano music continues]

[exhales deeply]

I'm sorry.

[exhaling] I have been lying to you and to you.

I can't do this anymore.

I'm sorry.

What are you saying?

I'm in love with someone else Vera.

I cannot marry you.

I don't believe you.

[sorrowful orchestra]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I beg you, I don't mind this woman being in your life but don't leave me please.

What are you saying Vera? I can't.

Be with her and be with me, I can't be without you.

I'm sorry.

[sorrowful orchestra continues]

-So? How is she? -Well, they didn't do anything awful to her...

she's having a nervous breakdown.

What do you suggest?

Yes, laudanum.

One teaspoon a day, be careful, you can't give her too much,

or she might not wake up.

I understand. How much do I owe you?

One hundred francs Madame.

Here it is.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

[exhales brightly] Hello my dear.

Do you want to talk about it?

Hmm?

Those people were looking for something,

I told you someone was following me.

-But you never listen. -Who's someone?

What are they looking for? Tell me.

[crying] They want what we steal from people. The documents.

I want to go home.

Or I go to the police... let me go home please

-[continues crying] -Alright.

Alright.

You will go home to the [indistinct] I promise.

-[whispering] Thank you. - OK.

[softly] Now you need to rest.

[whimpering in agreement]

-And take your medicine. -Alright.

[suspenseful music]

[door opens]

[motorcar approaching]

[car doors opens]

Good evening Monsieur Le Noir.

Oh. Monsieur.

So you're buying bread in the middle of the night?

Yes but it's only when they bring the fresh one.

Oh.

Ah, you've got a very special relationship with your baker.

[dramatic music]

Stop! Don't shoot!

[gunshot]

Idiot! We needed to talk to him.

Since you're so trigger happy we'll send you to the trenches on the front lines.

Should we arrest the baker?

Of course.

[suspenseful music]

[music continues]

Frau Shragmuller, please. I'm expecting you.

[music continues]

Come in.

Agent H21 has no means of communication.

Why?

Lenoir was killed.

Ladoux has the baker.

Does the baker know about Mata Hari?

Of course not.

They're too close to her now.

They have always been close. [sighs]

I have a plan in mind.

May I?

Mata Hari's maid is concerned about her life

and wants to go back to Holland.

We can't do that.

-She knows too much. -We'll deal with it.

I'll go to Paris myself...

and replace her...

as Mata Hari's help.

Are you insane?

This is too dangerous.

I won't let you take this kind of risk.

What's that?

A message from the headquarters.

They are thanking us

for the information on the Russian attack.

And they're saying Mata Hari is now

our top priority, and we're to give her support

and a new mission.

All right, then.

Go ahead.

Thank you, Colonel.

[door opens and closes]

I've been getting lousy cards for three days now.

You'll get lucky in love...

instead.

A guy gets lucky in love as long as he has money.

You are confusing love and lust.

They are different things, you know?

Yes, sure.

So what is the ring you're wearing?

A token of love or is it a reminder of lust?

Neither one, Lieutenant.

I forgot I was wearing it.

Captain Maslov.

Yeah, that's me.

An order from the headquarters.

Thank you, sir.

One minute, Lieutenant.

If you don't mind, send this letter with the courier, please.

Will do.

[paper rustling]

What is that?

An order to attack.

Hm.

[sighs] Here we are.

Time for goodbyes.

Thank you for everything.

Take care of yourself, mmm?

Yes, I will.

Please. Be careful.

We'll be late for the train.

[sighs]

[door closes]

[sad music]

[music continues]

I guess you need a new maid.

Hm.

I'll be your connection.

I hear it's tough for spies nowadays.

Many people are getting caught.

Police are hunting them down.

That's all right.

They won't get you.

And, umm...

what do you know about housekeeping?

I grew up in a large family

so, I know a lot.

That's good.

I have a lot of guests.

-I know. -And very often.

[Mata Hari laughs] I know.

[doorbell rings]

I'll get it.

Very good start.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

I would like to see Mademoiselle Mata Hari.

She knows me.

You can let her come in.

Elizabeth.

Can you make us tea?

-Sure. -Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

Why are you stopping here? What happened?

Because you were right.

[gunshots]

[music continues]

[car engine]

[splash]

It's warm in here.

They often can't even make a fire in the trenches.

Vladimir told me.

Did he tell you that too?

Mm.

We have other topics.

In fact...

we don't talk that much.

Almost never.

You are a beautiful woman.

I understand why he got so engrossed.

Listen.

I've had a very long day.

And I'm exhausted.

So what do you want?

I don't know.

[sighs]

He called the wedding off.

We were, just supposed to get married.

[Mata Hari] I'm sorry to hear that.

But it has nothing to do with me.

I certainly didn't ask him

to call the wedding off.

[Vera] He said he called it off because he wouldn't lie.

[Mata Hari] Oh, I can teach him to lie

if that's what you want.

[Vera] You talk very cruelly.

But I think you are not as heartless as you want people to believe.

[Mata Hari laughs] Really?

Why would you say so?

Do you see much hardness in what I do?

Mm?

Thank you.

No, trust me.

Dear.

We're just playing a role.

Vladimir is young.

And gorgeous.

Gorgeous as a god.

And that's why I'm with him.

[slurping]

So...

if he is wounded or crippled

will you leave him then?

Well.

If it's just a scar...

on the cheek...

or across the forehead.

It probably will add to his charm.

But a cripple? Ugh.

No.

It's not my cup of tea.

I think I shouldn't have come.

The feeling is mutual, sweetie.

You know the way out.

You know, I...

still think, Vladimir could not fall in love with someone like.

You are a better person.

Probably, you just don't know it yourself.

[shouting in Russian] [dramatic music]

Come on, guys!

Nice doing.

Keeping it gallant, are they?

Strange.

Want us to get closer.

[dramatic music]

[mortars firing]

[hissing]

-[shouting] Poison gas! -[coughing]

[mortars firing]

[gas hissing] [shouting]

[mortars firing]

[gas hissing] [coughing]

[gas hissing] [ominous music]

[ominous music] [gunshots]

[groaning]

[gas hissing] [gunshots]

[ominous music] [gunshots]

[groaning]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[gunshot]

[retching]

[gunshot] [screaming]

[gunshot]

[ominous music]

[gunshot]

[gasping for breath]

[groaning]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[groaning]

Dinner is ready.

Frau Doktor herself is making me a dinner.

It's an honor.

You've had a lot to drink today.

How dare you talk to me this way?

Mm.

Worried about your Russian friend.

Aren't you?

The door.

Monsieur Salvat.

Monsieur?

What is going on?

Why are you wearing this uniform?

I'm being sent to the front-lines.

But consider me lucky.

My boss has been sentenced to prison.

What for?

Somehow the Germans learned

about the new grade of steel

our Ministry Department has been working on.

-Have a seat. -Thank you.

How did they find out?

Who knows?

I just know I'm going to a place

and very bad things are happening there.

What things?

The [indistinct] used gas against the Russians.

They were blinded and coughed up their own lungs

but still kept on fighting.

The Dead Battalion.

Be mine tonight.

I beg of you.

Tomorrow I leave, and may never come back.

I am so scared.

Don't be a coward.

You want to make love to me, don't you?

Yes, I do. Very much.

So you need to act like a man at all times.

Understand?

Elizabeth.

Yes, Madame.

Go get a bed ready for me.

I'll be going to Vittel very soon.

Yes.

Vittel is near the front-lines.

Only the Second Bureau can issue a permit to go there.

Then I will get a permit.

Tomorrow you will want to be even more alive.

Can you serve the dinner in an hour?

-Sure. -Thank you.

[ominous music]

[footsteps]

Now that your soldier has finally left we can have breakfast?

I'm in a hurry.

Where to?

To Vittel.

Did you forget?

Ah.

To visit your darling Vladimir at the hospital.

That can be my excuse to get close to the front.

Wouldn't Cologne be happy?

To receive information from the French army positions?

An excuse.

Well, yes, of course.

If I care so much for Vladimir...

why would I invite another man into my bed?

And speaking of Salvat

I wonder...

if he had brought this with him...

would you have him dead?

I would.

And...

you'd kill me too.

Right?

If I had to.

I suppose I would.

[suspenseful music]

[music continues]

Good afternoon.

A very good friend of mine, and a Russian officer, is in hospital in Vittel.

I'd like to visit him.

You need to make an appointment

with the office at the Second Bureau.

Umm, the gentlemen there will help you.

Thank you.

[music continues]

Captain Ladoux, please.

Good afternoon, Captain.

Monsieur Wernher?

So you remember me, Ma'am?

I'd prefer not to.

But I think you do.

I happen to remember who tried to kill me.

So.

You go by Georges Ladoux, no?

I always have.

Georges Ladoux.

Oh, well.

Let's talk, then.

Who gave you permission to sit down?

You'll love the marriage state, Monsieur.

Please, sit away from my desk.

Let's see what you have.

Oh! Is that a search? Really?

Gentlemen, be careful.

I have very good connections.

Should they hear that the Second Bureau

is harassing me?

Despite...

that I'm...

proving my...

devotion to France?

Mmm?

Find anything yet?

Perhaps, if you'd prefer to search me.

Hm?

Please.

Don't be shy.

What are you waiting for?

Go ahead, please.

Hm?

After all, what am I?

A woman?

Dancing naked on stage?

A whore?

And a spy, obviously.

[Ladoux] Enough.

This is not what you came for.

You want to go to Vittel

to visit your wounded Russian lover, Captain...

Vladimir Maslov.

Correct.

My lover.

And future husband.

If you say.

But your future husband is injured.

Do you know it might be dangerous?

Visit him in a hospital...

which is right next to the front-line?

I'm aware of that, Monsieur.

I heard that he was gassed.

Do you know anything about the circumstances?

I only know what the papers say.

The Germans knew about the attack.

So they could set a trap for the Russians.

If it's true, it is terrible.

You're acquainted with many German officers.

Some of them high in the chain of command.

Of course I do.

But to be absolutely honest with you

I don't even know which position they hold.

Or...

if he is even still alive.

Colonel Nikolai...

for example.

Or Lieutenant Shragmuller.

Who?

Nikolai.

Nikolai?

Sounds familiar.

But Shragm-

Muller? Shragmuller.

No.

Never heard of him.

Of her.

She is a woman.

She's a lieutenant, and a physician.

Sometimes they call her Frau Doktor.

I need to know where she is.

And I want the names of all German officers

whom you are familiar with.

-So you can blackmail them? -Uhuh.

So you want me to become your agent, don't you?

Mm.

I'm ready.

But in exchange...

I want to have permission to go to Vittel

and a protection.

Protection from whom?

-From the enemies, of course. -Mm.

That means you agree...

to work for the Second Bureau?

What do I have to do?

Huh. Matine?

A permit form.

Are you sure, sir?

It needs to say that she has freedom of travel.

I want her to have permission to go to Vittel.

To visit the hospital.

[ominous music]

[sighs]

[ominous music]

Why are we doing this?

We could have forced her to talk.

Because Chavez had to do it legally.

I got a list...

of Mata Hari's contacts.

It's in her own handwriting.

And she's agreed...

to work for us.

Mata Hari is our agent now.

But if she makes one move I don't like...

I will send this paper to the Germans.

and they will sell her out themselves.

And they will either kill her...

or I can kill Mata Hari...

myself.

Legally.

[ending music]