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[unsettling music]

[door unlocks]

[door closes]

Evening, [indistinct].

I guess we can't believe the newspapers.

You look great.

You wanna talk to me about something?

I want to sell my father's estate.

Sell it now?

You'll get nothing for it.

There's a war on. I think you've lost your mind.

First you betrayed Vera,

and now you want to betray your father's memory.

What do you need the money for?

Dresses? Jewelry?

[coughs]

She needs a lawyer.

Trust me.

I wouldn't dare ask you if I had another option.

[coughs]

Mm.

[coughs]

[soft dramatic intro music]

Please stop fidgeting, my friend.

I assure you we will get these stupid charges dismissed.

I would prefer if you took the money

and we could sign the contract.

Contract?

Well if it's that important to you,

let's sign a contract.

About one frank.

I won't accept anymore than that.

I've admired Mata Hari for many years.

She's a brilliant actress and...

a gorgeous woman. And these idiots--

These gentlemen here are telling me

that the fabulous Mata Hari is a spy.

It's a ridiculous lie.

I am your attorney. Margaretha Zelle.

Delighted to finally meet you in person, Madame.

Do you think this is a whore house?

You'll stay away from the prisoner.

It's alright, Matine.

Let Madame enjoy the attention.

She won't have much from here on.

You're as kind as ever.

Here, please.

Well now, shall we begin?

Madame Margaretha...

Zelle is accused of espionage for Germany.

Oh my goodness. That's a serious accusation.

Do you have any proof of that?

I mean...

no disrespect but this supports her claim that ...

you were blackmailing her, captain.

Which means any information...

you got from her was given under duress.

And furthermore, I feel compelled to remind you

blackmail is against the law.

So I don't think the court

will look kindly on your actions.

It's wartime.

And all's fair in war?

[chuckles]

But while I agree that you...

need to be ruthless with the enemy,

this woman is not a soldier.

Blackmail can get a confession out of a saint.

It's not a legal tool for an investigation.

especially when it is used,

against such a fragile creature.

I strongly advice you not to sign anything

because I strongly suspect they do not have

any substantial evidence against you.

[Mata Hari] Thank you.

That's what I thought.

Well let's leave this decision to the court.

In the meantime...

I am sure that, Monsieur Maslov,

and Madame Zelle would appreciate

a few minutes on their own.

This will be over soon.

And I hope to see you back on stage.

[instrumental music]

[Mata Hari] I missed you so.

When will you come again?

I don't know when they will give me another chance to come.

Please try to come soon, I beg you.

But I will try to come as soon as possible.

It's so hard here.

I can't anymore.

I need character witnesses who are ready to testify

for her.

She knows many important people. Some of them might be willing

-to help out. -Of course, we need her.

I will do whatever you tell me to do.

We'll get her out.

-Believe me. -I do.

[door opens]

[paparazzi]

My shoulder doesn't hurt me anymore.

You wanted to see the sky. It's right above you.

And here are the documents,

that you promised to sign.

I will not sign anything.

Not until I see Vladimir.

We should shoot this whore, without a trial.

Calm down.

How do I know you are not trying to trick us again?

You've had me locked up here for a month without a trial.

You obviously call the shots here.

Alright. You'll see captain Maslov.

Captain Ladoux is waiting for you Monsieur Maslov.

It's a standard non-disclosure clause.

Non-disclosure of what?

That you won't repeat anything you see

or hear in the prison. It's just a formality.

To protect the prisoners.

It doesn't seem like a formality.

I guess things are different in Russia.

This is French bureaucracy.

Matine.

You idiot. How dare you mistreat the prisoner?

Can't you see who you are dealing with?

I apologize for the guard, Madame.

Monsieur Maslov, you have one hour.

Close the door.

[door closes]

How are they treating you?

It's awful here.

I deserve this.

Don't say that.

Please.

Don't.

You don't realize who I am.

What I have done.

What are you talking about?

I've been working for the German intelligence

for many years.

I don't believe it.

And yet it's true.

[Mata Hari] But even that,

isn't the worst of it.

What happened to you...

[sighs]

it's partly my fault.

[Vlad] Are you saying Ladoux was right?

You used the maps I were supposed to take

to headquarters?

I did.

We photographed them.

I'm so sorry.

This is it, Matine.

Write it all down.

The names. The dates.

Hurry. Hurry.

I slept with men for money.

And to get information.

For my German friends.

What friends?

The friends who tried to hang you from the ceiling fan

in the hotel? Those friends?

She's one.

Leave it all behind.

And start having a normal life at last.

I had to tell you.

You can leave me now.

I understand.

I am not going anywhere.

Until you'll tell me everything.

How sweet.

We got her.

Not yet.

This will work.

[ominous music]

[door unlocks]

May we enter, Madame?

How is it going with your lawyer?

It has been a long time since he was here.

I assume you are preventing him from seeing me?

No, it's possible for him to see you anytime.

Perhaps he has more important clients?

We have sort of a corporate dispute with the [indistinct].

Who owns the [indistinct], Mata Hari?

Are you here to dazzle me with your sense of humor,

gentlemen? Because I am not amused.

We're not trying to amuse you.

I am afraid Maître Clunet is not the best...

attorney for your case.

We'll see about that.

Yes we will.

And I think we'll see his best features

that it's not...

costing a penny for your Russian friend.

But now Maslov has all the money he needs.

[indistinct] recently wrote him a large check.

Nice considering Maslov called off the marriage

to his daughter.

Maybe it's back on?

Monsieur Maslov has to think about his own future now.

Perhaps that is why he told us everything about you being

a German spy.

He would never betray me.

Never. He loves me.

I love him.

How dare you?

He wrote everything down.

Everything he knew about your crimes.

This is not his handwriting.

Monsieur Maslov does not write so well in French.

This is why he dictated this statement

to my team.

Just look there at the signature.

Do you recognize it?

[solemn music]

I don't believe Margaretha confessed.

This has to be fraud.

No it's quite genuine.

It's signed, dated, all in proper form.

She incriminated herself. How did you do it?

We put her on the rack Tore out her nails...

-knocked out all her teeth. -I want to see her.

Good luck with that.

I doubt she will see you though.

She doesn't wanna see anyone these days.

What about Maslov?

Does he know about this?

Maslov.

Her dear Maslov is the prime witness against her.

He sold her out completely.

You wanted to see me?

Sit down.

I don't have much time.

It won't take long. She's pleading guilty.

Signed a complete confession.

Why?

You ask me why?

I'll ask you why you'd get letters from generals,

former presidents, ministers.

What good are they?

It's all useless now.

Thanks to you. They showed her your statement.

It was very informative.

You destroyed her.

What are you talking about?

The one you gave Ladoux.

Three pages with your signature on each of them.

[sighs]

Did he trick you?

Did you sign any papers?

That he could have possibly filled in later?

Yes.

When is the trial?

It starts tomorrow.

Let me talk to her.

Once she knows the truth,

she will change her mind.

No, she refuses to see anybody.

I've been trying.

Is there anything I can do?

Not a thing.

If you try to recant, they will simply charge you

with perjury.

And since they have your statement against her,

if you even show up at the trial,

it could go worse for her.

[crowd whispering]

Margaretha, I've been trying to tell you.

Margaretha you need to understand that Vladimir didn't--

Order please.

Native France, may I present...

the case now.

Maître Clunet.

[coughing]

Your honor.

Ladies and gentlemen.

People of France.

I am addressing you today on behalf of a woman

who is famous,

but also helpless and frightened.

She is recovering from a recent wound,

inflicted by German spies while she was working

as an agent for France.

But despite that,

despite of her service and her patriotism,

a case has been falsified against her.

The... prosecutors blackmailed he

into testifying against herself and she relented just to end

her suffering.

She suffers because she feels abandoned by everyone.

But I am here to say you are not abandoned.

The truth about Vladimir,

is that he-- -He had nothing to do with it.

I did it all myself.

Margaretha.

Don't!

Everything in my confession is true.

[man] I don't believe this!

[judge] Order!

Mata Hari would never do these things.

Was it really you, Mata Hari?

Dance for us, Madame.

[club] Order!

[club] Order!

Does this mean you plead guilty?

Yes, your honor.

[crowd objecting]

I believe she just threw away her last chance to survive.

[paparazzi]

What is the verdict?

Let's get a coffee.

Maître.

[ominous music]

Death.

Firing squad.

[locks door shut]

[guard] This way.

To your right, then to your right.

[chains rattling]

[man screaming]

[men leering]

[guard] This way, this way.

[bars rattling]

Captain Ladoux tricked me into signing a fake testimony.

Then he used it to trick Margaretha Zelle,

into incriminating herself.

But her testimony is true.

She is not a spy.

[the captain] May I come in, sir?

[door closes]

Captain George Ladoux,

reporting as ordered, sir.

[man] Do you know the reason I sent for you?

Not entirely, sir.

I assume it is regarding the court trial

of Margaretha Gertrude Zelle, or as she calls herself,

Mata Hari.

The identification number of Madame Mata Hari,

for German intelligence is agent H21.

Where does this information come from?

Her own remorseful confession.

-Lying bastard. -Calm down.

Monsieur Maslov here,

claims that you deceived him.

He says you tricked him into signing

a non-disclosure document.

And then later his fake testimony

against Mata Hari appeared on those pages.

This is true, absolutely.

That's what I did.

I agreed to help you, don't make me regret it.

Ex-captain Maslov.

Explain yourself, captain.

We did not have clear evidence to convict Mata Hari,

as agent H21.

We did trick her into confessing.

But the crime she confessed to were then proven independently.

If Monsieur General wishes it,

I will now destroy the papers that Monsieur Maslov has signed.

Yes, I would like that, captain.

It doesn't matter.

Margaretha has been sentenced to death.

Let's protect the honor of a Russian officer.

[captain] I understand.

She was a spy.

There is nothing we can do about it.

Ladoux, you're a scoundrel.

I challenge you to a duel.

Your man's crazy.

Are you out of your damn mind? Idiot!

What duel?

Monsieur Maslov,

I am an officer of the French army.

which is now at war.

It would be preposterous,

to fight...

under the circumstances. It's inappropriate.

You are not only a scoundrel,

but a coward too.

Only my respect for you, general, keeps me from...

Get out!

You've disgraced yourself.

Spare the Russian army, at least.

[door opens]

[coughs]

[door closes]

I hope he won't do anything stupid.

I deserve to die.

But please spare my beloved Vladimir.

Please don't let them blame him.

I know you must hate me or you wouldn't have testified.

I deserve this hate.

But if there's anything you could grant me

before I die, it would be to know

that he forgives me.

Please.

I must have gone mad to be helping you with this,

Vladimir.

Thank you.

Just this time and I will never bother you again.

Dominique Jabour.

A one-legged cemetery keeper.

He lost it in the war.

Probably.

We were out of touch for a while.

He owes me a favor. I helped his family once.

How exactly can a one-legged soldier be of any help?

He can't.

Unless he happens to be the grave digger.

for the Vincent cemetery.

Dominique Jabour, right?

Monsieur Jabour?

Maître Clunet sent me.

He said you fought in the war for us.

Here in France.

I am Russian.

We have our issues with Germans too.

I fought too.

I lost my leg during the battle of the Tsar.

I see the war crippled you as well?

Will you help me?

I will.

I don't want your money, brother,

but I am not the only one involved.

Yes.

As Clunet said.

[coughing]

Now listen.

First you need to get here.

This is where the nuns rooms are.

Approach to the left of the north tower.

The guards make their rounds in 8 minutes.

So once they pass, you have that long to get inside

before they return.

[soldier] This is amazing.

Get to the northwest tower.

I'll throw you a rope to climb up.

[suspenseful music]

Be fast. But also careful and quiet.

If the guards hear you and look up,

they will see you.

[music gains momentum]

At the top you will see another guard.

You will have to knock him out.

[man grunts]

[gasps]

[hits]

If the nuns see you, don't panic.

They don't know everyone by sight.

Don't talk to them. Just walk by, calm.

I'll try to remove the guards in the corridor.

And meet you by the cells.

[violin music]

[opens door]

[men fighting]

[man] Holy hell, what's with the massacre?

They're alive.

Anyway, you didn't tell me they'd be here.

Down the corridor.

Hurry before all the guards get here.

Margaretha. Margaretha, it's me.

[gate opens]

[locks gate]

No, no, no. What are you doing?

No. No!

Wait. What are you doing!? No!

[grunts]

[laughs eerily]

That is very impressive, Monsieur Maslov.

You put four guards in the infirmary.

You gave me a good reason to shoot you.

Nobody would blame me.

Or you'd prefer to get arrested?

For attempting a prison break.

I had no choice, brother.

[screams]

I will kill you.

[panting]

I was simply being a patriot. I cannot help spies.

Which war did you fight? You trash.

What you defend your neigborhood whorehouse.

Calm down, Matine, calm down.

Monsieur Jabour, you've done your civic duty.

Now you may go back to your graveyard.

I will kill you.

George Ladoux.

I promise to, and I will.

[chuckles darkly]

[screams]

Did you have a bad dream?

Kind of.

You were talking in your sleep.

Calling for someone named Vladimir.

My fiancé.

But I've lost his love.

I don't deserve it.

Your Excellency.

We received a call from headquarters.

They're asking whether or not we're going to request

extradition for Maslov.

-He's accused of-- -Maslov resigned.

He is not part of the army anymore.

So he is no longer our concern.

They should contact the embassy.

-It's mayhem there nowadays. -That's their problem.

[solemn classical music]

[doors unlock]

[man] The firing squad is in place.

We'll go to the castle. It'll be much faster.

Right this way.

[door squeaking]

Are you ready, my child?

I am, father.

You have sinned, my child.

I know.

Do you repent?

Not as much as I regret.

Regret living a life without love.

Although I thought I'd had plenty of it.

But I was wrong.

I met the right person.

Bow your head.

I absolve you from your sins.

In the name of the father,

the son,

and the holy spirit. Amen.

Pride is a deadly sin, my child.

Is it a sin to face death with dignity?

[metal clanking]

Margaretha!

Margaretha!

-Keep moving. -What was that?

[clanking continues]

[panting]

Please, no chains.

No chains.

Your Russian lover incapacitated half the guards

breaking in here.

A noble man fighting to free his princess.

What are you talking about? He testified.

Did you really believe that he would...

testify against you?

Thank you.

Thank you for giving me my love back.

Ready.

[reminiscing music]

Aim.

[violin music]

[violin music continues]

[gunshot]

[door opens]

-How may I help you? -A letter from Paris, for Monsieur Ladoux.

Oh alright, give it to me.

I was told to deliver it personally.

Oh, come on in. Have a sit.

[door closing]

I'm George Ladoux.

The letter please.

Here you go, Monsieur.

[sighs]

What the hell?

[gunshot]

I told you I'd kill you.

[gunshot]

[grunts]

[ending music]