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[Drums and bugles play]

[Officer shouts order]

Look. Is any woman worth that?

Surely you regret having betrayed your country.

You can still have a chance--

you're wasting time.

Come on, out with it.

Who is she?

What is her name?

Tell us, you fool!

Mata Hari.

That's her name, isn't it?

Let me alone.

Oh, shoot him.

She bewitches them.

Why not? She has bewitched all Paris.

And she's France's greatest enemy.

Oh, the woman has become a mania with you, Dubois.

After all, you're the only one in Paris

that believes she's a spy.

It's very dangerous to accuse a woman

who's so powerfully protected, without proof.

I'll get that proof.

And one cold morning

you'll see your fine Mata Hari

tied to one of those posts.

[Drums and bugles play]

Dine with me tonight?

Thanks, no. Tonight I'm to see Mata Hari dance--

what?

A special soiree at Lemarchand's.

How dare you--

it's to be smart it's very private.

After all, there's a war going on.

Oh, well, some dance and some die.

And some will do both.

[Airplane]

Is that it?

I think it is, general Shubin.

Surely. May I?

It is!

Amazing.

Something of an event to see a ship arrive from Russia.

Event? Why, it's the first time in history!

A flight over the German lines?

[Turns off engine]

Congratulations!

A great achievement!

Thank you, sir, but it's just sheer luck

and a good engine.

The dispatches?

Quite safe, sir.

I'm to deliver them to the ambassador personally.

Yes, yes, of course, of course. Major,

may I present lieutenant Alexis Rosanoff

of the Russian imperial air force.

Proud to meet such a brave young man, lieutenant.

Thank you, sir,

but I was frightened to death all the way.

[All laughing]

You'll hold yourself in readiness

for a return flight to Russia

as soon as our reply to this message is ready.

Yes, your excellency.

How long will it take to decode this?

From 1o to 12 hours, your excellency.

Rush it, please. General Shubin,

please report back here tonight at 11:3o.

This will call for immediate counsel.

Congratulations, lieutenant.

We shan't forget.

General Shubin

will give you your instructions.

Thank you. Sit down.

Well, you feel like celebrating?

Sleep is the only thing I'm interested in.

Well, can I put you up for the night?

No, thank you,

still have my little place at Passy,

that is, if I can stay awake long enough to get there.

I'd ask you to dine with me,

but I have to go to a reception right afterwards.

Mata Hari's dancing.

Mm. Mata Hari?

I'll be delighted to have dinner with you, sir.

I'm not as tired as I was.

No?

The prospect of a good dinner, perhaps.

Yes, yes. I suppose that's it.

And after all, it's rather absurd to go straight to bed

your first night back in Paris.

I think I do feel rather like celebrating.

If you can stay awake.

Funny, I'm not even sleepy anymore.

No? That's all right, Rosanoff.

There'll be such a crowd there, one more won't matter.

What do you mean?

Why, didn't you say

that you wanted to see Mata Hari dance?

[Exotic music playing]

Shiva, I dance for you tonight

as the bayaderes dance in the sacred temples of java.

Bravo!

Bravo!

My dear, they say her mother was a sacred dancer,

her father, a temple priest.

You know, she married a Dutchman.

My dear, he used to beat her.

I just can't believe it.

She makes matrimony seem so dull.

I'd like to know her.

I feel that I do know her.

Madame Mata Hari,

may a perfect stranger offer her appreciation?

Thank you.

Your costume was exquisite,

and those earrings, are they Javanese?

No, they're from India.

They're so intriguing. May I?

Andriani wants to see you at the pavilion at once.

It's very important.

Glad you like them.

Thank you.

Do you think-- could you introduce me?

My dear boy, one doesn't meet Mata Hari

on the spur of the moment like that.

Besides, I'm late now.

Do you mind if I stay for a while?

No, no, not at all.

Thank you. Good night.

Good night.

Yes, I thought you were different.

Champagne, please.

Take this. I know what you like.

I know all about men like--oh!

Permit me, mademoiselle.

Oh, wasn't she marvelous?

Wasn't that a wonderful dance, monsieur?

It wasn't a dance, it was a poem.

Ohh...

Do you know her?

Who doesn't?

I would give my right arm to meet her.

So would I.

To Mata Hari the incomparable!

Unsurpassed!

Priestess of the dance!

High priestess!

Goddess! Goddess of beauty!

Bravo!

A dancer's only as beautiful as the moves of her dance.

All: to Mata Hari!

Now, gentlemen, I'm terribly tired.

You'll have to excuse me.

Very good.

You've been very, very charming.

I thank you.

And, uh, good night.

Good night.

Marvelous!

Why, of course.

Have you ever seen people's faces

when you dance?

Have you any idea of the effect you have on them?

My mind is so far away when I dance.

I live in another age, centuries back,

when man and woman--

[sighs]

Brandy's bad for your heart.

I thought you'd given it up.

I give up a lot of things,

but I take them back.

To me, anything I like

is irresistible.

I've always been that way, unfortunately.

It's in my blood.

What people you Russians are.

What charming savages.

[Knock on door]

Come in.

The Marquis de Signac.

No--

we're going to the pavilion.

Pavilion?

Yes. I like gambling.

They laugh.

It's gay there.

Gay? With Signac? Is that necessary?

Why not?

He's very attractive.

Young.

Of course, he's not a general

of the Russian imperial army,

so important as you.

A diplomat--

or a traitor!

Shh!

I said it--traitor.

No, quiet!

The time has come when I can't be quiet.

There's something growing here

that's going to make me

shout out the whole truth one day.

You want to die so badly?

I'm dead now,

just as surely as though

there were a bullet in my heart.

You killed me.

No.

The Brandy.

No, no, no.

You!

They why don't you give me up?

Well, I will!

Well, do.

[Knock on door]

Come in.

So, you're going to the pavilion?

Yes.

Much gambling.

Caron, are you coming with us?

Sorry, my dear, but I have to be in court at 9:00.

A most important case.

Too bad. Too bad.

Shubin?

Madame, I must be leaving.

I'm due at the embassy now.

Good night.

Good night, general.

Tonight, a late supper?

No.

Tonight.

I thought it was all over.

Well, tomorrow, then.

I must help you to give me up.

Please. Tomorrow.

Good night, general Shubin.

Good night.

Madame Mata Hari's car!

To the pavilion.

The gate.

To the pavilion.

8.

10.

4,000 francs.

Here you are, sir.

I have charted all gun emplacements

and air batteries.

Good. You were attached to me as a cook?

Yes, sir.

Technical expert, eh?

Yes, sir.

With the rank of captain.

That's right, sir.

You're a good soldier?

I hope so.

And a good German?

Yes, sir.

Some months ago I furnished you

with plans and specifications

of a new weapon called the tank.

Oh, yes. Yes.

You laughed at it, said it was impractical.

That's my belief, sir.

Well, captain, those impractical tanks

went into action in the Somme yesterday,

costing your country 20 kilometers of front

and 18,000 casualties.

Impossible.

So you said before.

Here are a few more

of your mistaken conclusions.

Correct them.

Send mademoiselle Carlotta here.

Well, uh,

I was able to deliver your message, Andriani.

Mata Hari is here.

Thank you, Carlotta.

That's what I wanted to know.

Any more orders?

No. No, just run along and enjoy yourself.

All right.

Good night.

Dear lady.

Oh, good evening.

Won't you have my seat? It's lucky.

I don't--

it will be so much nicer to watch you.

Thank you.

1,000 francs for the bank.

2,000.

10,000.

10,000.

10,000, madame.

Are you playing?

Never against you.

Any more bets?

Leon.

Oui, madame. Monsieur Leon.

I want some chips for this.

I'm sorry, madame, we do not accept jewelry.

Perhaps one of the players.

You take it, madame.

He paid 10,000 francs for it.

Who paid 10,000 francs?

Whoever he was, he paid 10,000 for it.

I'll sell it for 5.

He had very good taste.

It's an unusual ring.

May I buy it for you?

It's bought!

Going?

Wait.

I may be back.

Thank you.

Still 4,000 in the bank.

Yes.

Ah.

Well, you're looking magnificent tonight,

my dear.

Last time, I seemed only beautiful to you.

You must have something very difficult for me tonight.

Well, it shouldn't be for you.

Important dispatches have arrived from Russia.

All right. I'm having supper with Shubin tomorrow night.

Hmm. Splendid. Splendid.

Why not tonight?

He's at the embassy.

A conference.

Hmm. Probably concerns these dispatches.

Probably.

Then tomorrow night won't do.

You must see Shubin the minute he returns.

I have arranged differently.

Then change your arrangements.

I think you should handle Shubin yourself.

You'd get along beautifully.

You're so alike.

Ah! This is no time for any of your moods.

Something vital may be involved in this.

Something vital is involved in it.

Good night, Andriani.

And I insist you see Shubin tonight.

A car will be waiting for you when you leave here.

You also insisted on that submarine job.

You finally had to do it yourself,

as far as I remember.

How well you did it.

I intend to do a better job

in finding out who informed the French authorities about it.

Of course, there's Carlotta. She knew.

And you knew.

And so did you.

You don't trust me, do you?

Yes. Yes.

But you're capricious.

You're a little bit mad.

You might give me away just for the excitement of the thing.

You might get me killed,

unless I kill you first.

Hadn't you better wait until after tomorrow night?

A car will be waiting for you tonight.

Madame.

I beg your pardon.

I--I saw you admire this ring

and I thought perhaps you would like to have it.

Why?

Well, uh, it's a token of my admiration for you.

How charming.

Beautiful.

Madame.

The car you ordered is waiting.

I won't need it.

This young man has offered to take me home.

Good night, Andriani.

No, no, no.

Oh, just for a little while.

No. No further.

Please, don't say that.

I think you're very absurd,

very persistent, and--

very nice? Thank you.

And very Russian.

Ha ha.

Now go home.

I'm afraid of losing what I've found.

Meaning?

You.

Mmm. Ha ha.

Hadn't you better take that off

as long as you insist upon staying...

For a little while?

How long have you been in Paris?

I flew from London this morning.

Uh-huh.

I saw you once in the Bois.

You were so lovely.

I watched you

till you drove out of sight

among the Chestnut blossoms.

Oh, Paris in the spring.

Spring.

And now I'm here, with you.

But it's Autumn.

But perhaps next spring

the war will be over.

You and I--

I never look ahead.

By next spring,

I shall probably be quite alone.

Never alone again!

I mean, at least my thoughts

will always be with you.

No, you mustn't.

But you are so beautiful.

[Plays classical piece]

[Stops playing]

This is absurd.

I'm going to bed.

Don't speak.

Good night.

Madame, the hairdresser can take you.

I'm too nervous.

And the Marquis is calling for you.

I'm too tired, Marie.

Baron Michele telephoned.

Well, I'm not interested, really.

Mata!

Mata?

Mata?

But, no, sir.

Oh, it's perfectly all right.

For the loveliest lady in all France.

Oh, I had to see you.

It seemed like wasting life to sleep.

You're even more beautiful than I remembered you.

Why did you come here?

I couldn't help it.

Out there, the birds were singing

and there was a softness in the air just like spring.

And you were the song of the birds

and the warm brightness of morning.

That's very nice, but--

I was so full of you,

I had to come back and tell you that I love you

and take you to lunch.

It's almost 2:00, and I have an appointment.

But you can break it. I must take you to lunch.

I told you I have an appointment.

And I told you to break it.

You're a fool.

The most conceited fool I've ever known.

Mata!

What makes you think

that you have the right to burst in here--

I'm sorry. But last night you told me you loved me.

Oh, did I?

Well, that was last night.

Today I'm very busy.

Marie!

Yes, madame?

The gentleman is leaving.

You're quite right. I have been a fool.

I won't make this mistake again.

Still the peasant, Ivan, huh?

Still superstitious.

Evil spirits come in on the wind.

[Doorbell rings]

There's madame Mata Hari.

Leave that alone.

Hurry up. Open the door.

Go along.

Monsieur Dubois.

Dubois?

What on earth can he want?

Uh, tell him...

Tell him I can't see him.

Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Uh, tell him, uh...That...

I shall be delighted.

My dear Dubois.

I'm afraid I'm intruding.

And inwardly you must be saying,

"confound this man Dubois."

No, no, not at all, but--

I'll be brief.

And if I seem to touch on matters

that are--how shall I say it-- too intimate,

you must forgive me. It's because of my duty.

You're very friendly with a lady,

perhaps the same one that you're expecting tonight.

Well, what if I am?

We consider this woman a very grave danger.

As you know her better than anyone else,

we want you to help us.

Ha ha ha! Why, what are you talking about?

I'm expecting Mata Hari.

Exactly. And Mata Hari is a spy

in the pay of the Wilhelmstrasse.

A spy? Huh. Oh, my dear Dubois,

now you insult my intelligence.

Please--

either that or you've lost your mind.

I'm quite sane, I assure you.

Well, if she's a spy,

why don't you arrest her?

Because I need definite proof,

and that's why I'm here.

[Laughs]

This is an absolute joke.

Ha ha ha.

It's really too good, you know. Ha ha!

Mata Hari a spy. Ha ha ha!

You know, for a moment,

I almost took you seriously.

Ha ha ha!

If the joke is as good as that,

I'd like to hear it.

Or maybe it's too bad for me to hear.

No, no, no.

Our poor friend Dubois here

says that you are a spy.

Well, of course I am.

Everyone in Paris knows that.

Even Dubois,

who knows everything.

Couldn't you guess, Shubin?

No. I think I'm getting old and stupid.

[Chuckles]

As I've amused you both so much,

perhaps I need not apologize.

Oh, now, please don't misunderstand.

I don't. Evidently I'm mistaken.

Good night, madame.

I'm very sorry you found it necessary

to put me in this position.

I spoke in confidence.

Good night.

Good night. Please don't misunderstand.

The whole thing was a joke.

Mother in heaven, I'm done for.

I'm finished.

What did he say?

He said that you were a spy

and that I was your...

Uh-huh. What else?

Nothing else, but I'm sure he suspects.

He wouldn't come here if he suspected you.

It's me he's after. You're quite safe.

But he must know something.

Why should he come here at 11:00 at night?

The chief of the spy bureau.

Oh, it's a trap, of course.

Don't be ridiculous.

Ridiculous?

Ridiculous?

Oh, what a fool I've been!

Nothing mattered--

honor, self-respect--

everything gone because of you.

You can't give way like this.

Dubois knows nothing.

Knows nothing. Here I am facing dishonor,

perhaps death,

and it means nothing to you.

You haven't even a word of pity for me.

You're all unstrung, serge.

Nothing's happened.

Look at it calmly.

Laugh at it.

We'll laugh at it together, hmm?

When you hold me like this,

nothing seems to matter,

nothing in the world.

This must never leave your hands

till you have delivered it personally

to the prime minister. That is vital.

Should you be forced down on enemy territory,

pull this cord,

and the contents will be completely destroyed.

I understand.

The officials at le bourget field

will telephone you at your rooms

as soon as flying is possible.

It's imperative

that these dispatches be in Petrograd

as soon as human means can contrive.

Yes, your excellency.

Mr. Palin will have these sealed

and delivered to you.

Well, now, good-bye and good luck.

Thank you, your excellency.

Oh, lieutenant. On your way,

inquire if general Shubin

has any further instructions.

Don't be so secretive.

I know that the embassy has received important news

from Russia.

Please, don't ask me things. Not tonight.

But all you've got to say is yes or no.

Well, at least you can tell me how they came.

By courier?

No.

By wireless, then?

No.

By airplane.

The airplane from Russia?

No.

Please, I...

Don't ask me anything more.

I--I can't stand it.

I--I can't get that Dubois

out of my head.

Well, maybe you'd rather be alone.

You might as well be.

Your thoughts are not with me.

Oh, my thoughts are with you always.

Are they?

Is that why you haven't kissed me for hours?

Oh, Mata.

[Knock on door]

What is it?

Lieutenant Rosanoff.

Come in.

Come in.

May I present lieutenant Rosanoff.

Madame Mata Hari.

I believe we've met before.

I don't think so, madame.

Well, what is it?

I'm flying back tonight, sir.

I am to inquire if you have any further orders.

I don't believe so.

Surely you're not thinking of flying in this weather.

Rosanoff!

Yes, sir?

Madame spoke to you.

I know it, sir.

Oh, never mind.

You can't expect monsieur to answer chatter

with a flight to Russia on his mind.

Safe voyage, monsieur.

Come back to us soon.

Oh, Paris in the spring,

with all those Chestnut blossoms.

Good night, monsieur.

Lieutenant!

Yes, sir?

What's the matter with you?

Nothing, sir.

Madame spoke to you.

There was nothing to answer.

You're insolent.

I advise you to return to your quarters.

Yes, sir.

Impudent fool.

I--I really can't apologize enough for him.

He must have been drinking.

I thought he was quite nice,

and brave...Tsk tsk...

Flying all the way to Russia.

Ha ha!

Well, this time

you didn't have to tell me anything, did you?

Your conscience is quite clear.

Hmm!

[Speaks indistinctly to driver]

I can't believe that they'd send a dispatch

that you know nothing about.

Oh, I've told you,

I have nothing to do with political matters.

Mata, if you don't help me

forget this ghastly business for a few hours,

I'm going insane.

Of course you shall forget them.

We both will.

Oh...

Well, it doesn't matter.

He wouldn't dare.

Who wouldn't dare?

Dubois.

What about him?

I was only thinking

if he were to search my rooms

while I'm here...

What are you driving at?

It doesn't matter.

But those official figures

that you sent me...

You haven't destroyed them?

Not yet.

Oh, how could you be so careless?

I suppose it was a little careless,

but, uh...

They are safely hidden away.

But Dubois may be there now.

It may be too late.

You must go.

I wouldn't think of leaving you

for something that can't possibly happen.

Oh, please. I can't stand it.

Come.

I'd go myself,

but I'm sure they're watching the house.

Please, now, don't lose a moment.

And telephone me

the moment that you've destroyed them.

Not safe.

Well, then come back here.

Of course I will.

Don't worry.

Oh...

Hey! Get out of the way!

Back up! Back up! Back up, will you!

[Shouting]

Good evening, mother Durand.

Come quick.

Call Andriani.

Tell him to send b-14

to lieutenant Alexis Rosanoff's

at once.

Now, here's the address.

He must wait outside...

[Knock on door]

[Knock knock]

Am I allowed to come in?

Hmm.

Why did you come here?

To see you.

You finished your rendezvous early.

No. I ran away from it.

Why?

Because of you.

I'm afraid that Shubin was furious.

I can't make you out.

I can't either.

Are you still angry?

Haven't I the right to be?

This morning you acted like a--

I can explain that.

And tonight I find you alone with Shubin.

Alexis, don't think wrong of me.

Artists need help and influence,

and Shubin can do so much to help my career.

So I can imagine.

But we're nothing to each other.

Please be glad to see me.

Are you sorry I came?

No.

Well, then, look at me.

Please...

Please forgive me.

Mmm...

Nice character in this room.

This is the czar, isn't it?

Yes.

Who's the old gentleman, may I ask?

My father.

I like his face.

And this Madonna?

The Madonna of Kazan.

My mother made a pilgrimage

to the shrine of miracles

to get it for me.

It's about 100 miles from our town.

She walked all the way.

What is it supposed to do,

bring you luck?

Oh, no. It guards you from evil.

I had to kneel before the altar

and promise mother

I would always keep a flame burning before it.

And have you?

Of course.

My orderly has taken care of it

all the time I've been away.

You're a strange boy.

Who loves you.

Do you?

I love you as one adores sacred things.

What sacred things?

God, country,

honor, you.

I come last?

No.

That's how you said it.

You come first, before anything.

Before anything?

Yes.

Mmm...

There's so much light in here.

Put out that one, too.

The Madonna's lamp?

Yes.

I couldn't do that.

You said I came first.

But don't you understand that is a holy lamp?

That I swore to keep it burning?

You wouldn't do that for me?

Why? Why do you ask me to?

To see if you love me as you say.

I do, Mata. I do.

Well, then, put it out...

If you love me.

I'll do anything,

but please don't ask me to do that.

I'm going.

No.

Forgive me.

[Ring]

Steady.

Steady.

You are still here, sir?

They didn't telephone?

Yes, someone did.

Well, then their plans have been changed?

I don't know. I didn't answer.

Get me a taxi.

You didn't answer? Why, that's--

I told you to get me a taxi.

If anyone calls for me here you tell them I'm out--

yes, sir. Anything. Quickly!

Lieutenant Rosanoff.

Gone out. They just-- this is his servant.

Where did the lieutenant go?

He went to the embassy a long time ago.

Impossible. we just came from there.

Then he must have met with an accident.

Oh, these Paris taxis.

Come on.

I hope it's not a bad accident.

I have to see her.

I'll wait here until I do see her.

Madame Mata Hari is not in.

Where is she?

I don't know, sir.

Where would she be? Who are her friends?

I don't know, sir. Where would she be?

Where would she be?

General Shubin's?

I've told you, sir, I don't know.

All right.

While I know you hate to leave Paris,

I must ask you to go on a little mission.

Yes? Where?

To Marseilles.

Marseilles?

Yes.

Oh, no! Don't do that to me, Andriani.

Think of how I've served, the work I've done.

Have pity on me.

Now, now, there's no need of your becoming hysterical.

You're simply being ordered to Marseilles

to meet our Spanish agent there.

What is so terrifying about that?

It means my number's up. I know.

You think I'm a traitor, but I'm not.

I'll swear it by everything I hold sacred.

And what do you hold sacred?

There's a train tonight.

Brille has your tickets.

I won't go.

I won't go meekly to be slaughtered.

Remember, this is Paris, not the Wilhelmstrasse.

If you force me to be a traitor,

I'll go to the French police and tell them everything I know.

They'll protect me.

You ought to know.

Jacques.

Now, now, now. What's the matter, dearie?

Not feeling well?

No.

Hello, Mata.

Well, if everybody obeyed orders

as loyally as you do...

Thank you.

Any further orders for me?

Yes. Yes, here are the photographs

of the dispatches.

Take that to Shubin and have him send them

in the first diplomatic mail going to Holland.

Very well.

You don't seem to be in a very good humor.

No.

I think your success of last evening

should put you in the very best of spirits.

To the contrary.

Why? Surely a simple job like that

needn't have been... Unpleasant.

Most unpleasant.

He's in love with me.

Well, that's not unusual.

He wants me to marry him.

Not really. Marry-- well.

Ha ha ha ha!

Why is that so funny?

Carlotta: aah!

What is it?

We are dispensing with Carlotta's services.

She seems to resent it.

Poor Carlotta.

She shouldn't have fallen in love.

I've warned her, and you,

about that before.

Well, I'm surprised she didn't...

Respect your wishes in the matter.

She was afraid of you.

Ours is an exacting profession.

We're permitted no friends, no emotions,

no personal life of our own.

What are you driving at?

I'm simply reminding you

that a spy in love

is a tool that has... Outlived its usefulness.

You're so subtle.

You imagine that I am in love?

Well, I did think for a moment

you were taking Rosanoff a little too seriously.

I never expect to see Rosanoff again.

I never want to.

But it's not because I'm worried

by any threats of yours, Andriani.

Oh, but I want you to see him again.

He may continue to be very, very useful to us.

But-- not to me.

I don't ever want to touch that boy's life again.

[Telephone rings]

Hello.

What?

Yes.

He did not report to the flying field?

Hmm. Tell his excellency I'll be there

as quickly as possible.

Ivan!

Yes, sir. My tunic!

Hurry. Hurry.

I knew this was going to be an unlucky day

when I woke up.

Put it down.

Put it down!

Uh, get me a dozen orchids

and take them to madame Mata Hari.

Yes, sir.

And take this note along with it.

Meet me at the embassy.

Yes, sir.

[Doorbell rings]

Monsieur Dubois.

Ohh...

Good morning, my friend.

Good morning.

Oh, no. No one would ever forgive that--

to spoil a man's supper,

then come back and spoil his breakfast.

Yes...heh heh. Sit down, please.

Oh, thank you.

Well, what is it today? More melodrama?

Oh, no. Today it is a farce.

Oh, indeed? I see.

Last night I was bold enough to hint at a relationship

between you and a certain lady,

and I've come to apologize, because I was mistaken.

Oh, yes. Because I discovered that this lady's inclinations

are entirely elsewhere.

Yes?

Oh, yes.

We older men

merely furnish the soft lights and champagne--

the mood, as it were.

Youth whistles, and we,

we spend the rest of the evening reading a book.

Just what are you trying to get at?

Well, merely this--

that Mata Hari went straight to the rooms

of young Rosanoff

when she left here last night.

And the previous night, he was with her.

In what way does this concern me?

Well, it doesn't.

It merely illustrates what a fool I made of myself.

Yes, yes. Well, if you'll pardon me,

I have a most important engagement at the embassy.

Oh, I'm very sorry to detain you.

It's stupid of me. But I thought I had to drop in

and apologize for my silly mistake.

Very kind of you.

Good morning.

Yes. Charming.

Did it work?

I don't know yet. He seemed calm enough,

but there may be quite an interesting reaction.

We shall see.

Shubin?

Shubin?

What's happened,

a private air raid?

You cheat. You liar!

"Good morning, liar," would be more polite.

Oh, be quiet, you--

we'll omit the pet names.

Come to the point.

Rosanoff. That's the point.

You were with him all last night.

Dubois told me.

How does he know? Did he look through the keyhole?

Don't deny it.

I don't.

Of course I was with him.

He had information I wanted and I got it.

That's all.

You didn't think I went there because of--

can't you understand why Dubois is doing this?

He knows what you mean to me.

Ah, you're lying.

You love that boy and I know it.

Would I have taken this if I loved him?

What is it?

Photographs of his dispatches to Russia.

Doesn't that convince you?

Yes, I'm quite convinced--

convinced it's not the whole truth.

What about the night before last?

Did he have the dispatches then?

No, he did not have the dispatches then,

but he had you, huh?

Yes, that's what Dubois said.

We older men supply the champagne,

but when youth sings,

the old fool stays home and pays the Piper.

That's what Dubois said.

Hello. Wagram 600.

What are you doing?

I think it's only fair to apologize to Dubois.

After all, he was right, you know.

Hello. Monsieur Dubois?

Who's calling? Hold the wire.

General Shubin on number 3.

Yes?

Dubois speaking.

Will you please repeat that?

I didn't quite hear you.

You were right.

She is a spy.

Oh, I'll give you all the proof you want.

Well, come over. She's here.

I'll keep her here.

Get me a car, quick. At last I've got Mata Hari.

You've been cheating men all your life,

but there will be 12 men you won't cheat--

the firing squad.

No firing squad for me, Shubin.

It'll be your word against mine,

and after all, I have friends.

Paris will laugh at you, a jealous, hysterical fool.

Perhaps not. You and Rosanoff

may get out of this,

but I don't think so.

Rosanoff? What has he to do with it?

Everything. Rosanoff is a traitor.

He permitted you to copy his dispatches.

That's not true.

Fortunately, this time it isn't a question

of anyone's word. I have proof.

Proof that you gave me yourself.

You've stood that boy against a wall

just as surely as you're standing there.

I never knew that anyone could be so vile.

Vile? Not at all, madame.

I'm simply doing my duty.

How ironic.

You love a man

and send him to his death.

Hello? Official 27.

Don't do it, Shubin. I beg you not to do it.

Hello? His excellency's secretary, please.

Leave him out of this. He's innocent. You can't.

Hello. This is general Shubin speaking.

I must speak to his excellency at once.

I'm warning you! Don't. Don't do it.

Hello, your excellency?

I'm coming to the embassy at once.

I must speak to you on a most urgent matter.

Shubin, if you don't stop...

Hello, excellency? I'll explain when I arrive.

In the meantime, order the immediate arrest of--

Shubin! [gunshot]

[Doorbell rings]

What do you want here?

You.

You must be mad. Why haven't you left yet?

But I--

I told you, I told you I'm not for you.

Before I god, I want to tell you this.

That whatever you've been, whatever you are,

whatever you will be,

we belong to each other.

Alexis, it can't be. I am what I am.

You don't know me.

Go away and forget me.

Forget you. How can I?

Could you? Could you forget us?

Women like me are trained to forget.

We mustn't admit a heart.

You are lying. You are lying.

You know you are lying.

You are. I am not.

No!

You're crying, Mata.

You do love me, don't you?

Don't you?

[Clock chimes]

Alexis, you must leave.

I won't. I won't until you--

it's your duty to go.

No.

Alexis, please go now.

When it's all over, if you still want me,

I'll come to you, no matter where you are.

I'll come to you, I swear.

But go now.

General Shubin.

General Shubin.

[Knock on door]

General Shubin!

[Knock knock]

Dubois speaking.

There's something strange about this.

You got something to open this door?

I'll get something.

Will this do?

Yes, fine.

That's hardly a surprise.

Suicide. Suicide!

He's only been dead a few minutes.

It's probably long enough for madame Mata Hari

to destroy all the proof he told us about.

Who are you?

Russian embassy. Shubin was talking to his excellency.

There was a woman's scream and a shot.

I was sent at once.

See if she's overlooked anything?

Yes. Is he dead?

A woman's voice, huh?

Screaming.

And the word of a dead man.

Come on.

All the papers are saying it's a suicide.

If everyone's convinced,

what's the use of my hiding like this?

Dubois may be doing that merely to trap you.

It's unfortunate that you found it necessary to...

I'm the best judge of that.

Have you got your Dutch passport?

Yes.

It doesn't suit my plans to have you arrested.

You're sailing tonight for Amsterdam.

I'll go anyplace gladly after 3 days of this.

It's too ridiculous.

And furthermore,

your usefulness in Paris is permanently over.

Here is the list

of the allied agents in Belgium.

Commit those names to memory

and then destroy it.

And report to H-12 immediately you arrive

in Amsterdam.

[Knock on door]

What--what is it?

Madame sent for me.

Yes. I want him to get a letter through...

For lieutenant Rosanoff.

Rosanoff? But he is--

what is it? What were you going to say?

Well, I--I--

get out. Get out.

Something's happened to him.

Tell me what it is.

He's dead.

How?

Plane crash,

just this side of the enemy line.

It's too late to do anything for him now.

There's no sense in your risking--

don't talk to me.

Well, maybe I'm wrong, of course.

Maybe he's only injured.

Yes, that's it, I think.

Well, can't you remember? You must remember.

Why is it so important to you?

Where are you going?

I'm going to find out.

Wait a minute. Don't lose your head.

After all, he's not dead. He's only injured.

And where is he?

I don't know. Some hospital, I suppose.

Well, I'll find out.

And be arrested?

The police are probably looking for you now.

Remember, you have your orders.

What do I care for your orders?

You can't frighten me.

I'm not Carlotta.

I'm Mata Hari, my own master.

Here are your orders. I resign.

Not so loud. Someone will hear you.

Oh, so you resign.

Very well, Mata Hari. I accept your resignation.

You let her resign?

My dear Durand, you ought to know

the only way to resign from our profession is to die.

Wait here.

Yes, ma'am.

Flowers, madame, flowers. Nice flowers.

How much?

2 francs.

[Soldiers laughing]

Thank you.

Room one. That corridor.

Could you tell me...

[Violin playing]

Could you tell me where room one is?

I'm afraid you'll have to ask someone else.

Sister Teresa, some water, please.

Here.

Here it is.

Mata!

It's all my fault, Alexis.

If I hadn't kept you,

if I let you go sooner, this wouldn't have happened.

It would have happened just the same.

Really, Mata, you mustn't blame yourself.

I'll spend my life trying to make it up to you.

Oh, but I'm going to be all--

I'll be out of here any day now.

On that day we'll be married.

But, Mata...

Well, you asked me, didn't you?

There's so much ahead of us.

Everything, but I must tell you something.

As soon as the war is over, we'll go away,

to the places that were made for lovers,

and, oh, the things we'll see together.

Don't, please.

What?

I don't want to frighten you, but...

What is it?

It would be glorious to go with you,

but I may never be able to...

To see all those splendid things.

Is it...Your eyes?

Here are your eyes.

What's wrong with them,

with those ridiculously long lashes, that you said?

Oh, now, please.

It isn't worth crying about.

I'm happier this moment

than I've ever been in all my life.

What do the doctors say?

They aren't very optimistic,

but you know how doctors are.

They don't know anything.

No.

I'll get you great specialists.

They'll make you see.

We'll travel all over the world

till we find the right man.

And I'll never leave you again.

Gentlemen, I appeal to you.

That man, he's been molesting me.

What? For heaven's sake.

I haven't done anything.

Back to Paris. Quick!

Yes, ma'am.

Madame, I have a warrant for your arrest.

Be careful you don't have to apologize again, Dubois.

Now, monsieur Dubois,

you say that general Shubin admitted over the telephone

that Mata Hari was an enemy spy.

Yes.

And that he had indisputable proof

that she was a spy?

Yes.

General Shubin told you also that she was there with him

while he was talking with you.

Yes.

And you went there immediately

and you found general Shubin had been murdered.

Yes.

That's all. Thank you.

Does the defense wish to question the witness?

No. I don't care to prolong this farce.

You've not brought to that stand

one human being who has said this is so--

"I know it. I saw it. I swear it."

The counsel for the defense evidently has as poor a memory

as his client.

Didn't general Shubin say that Mata Hari was in his rooms

at the time he was telephoning?

Oh, no. Dubois said

that Shubin said

that she was there.

We cannot blame Mr. Dubois, of course,

for accepting too readily

whatever information was given to him,

but has he any proof that it was Shubin

who spoke over the telephone?

No! And now I want that.

I demand that the prosecution produce

some one witness who will swear to one definite thing,

or I demand that Mata Hari be acquitted

with the apologies of the court.

There is a man who saw Mata Hari

at general Shubin's that morning.

This man was overheard by a nurse in a hospital

discussing this fact with the prisoner.

Overheard. Overheard.

Something more overheard.

Why don't you bring him here

and let me question him him under oath?

I had hoped to avoid bringing to court

a brave young officer,

recently blinded in the course of heroic duty,

but if the defense demands it,

summon lieutenant Alexis Rosanoff.

No, no, no. He knows nothing of this.

All he can only say is what I said to him

as I came out of that room.

Ah...

When you came out of what room, Mata Hari?

What room? I'll tell you.

Shubin's room! Your witnesses are perjured.

You have no alibi.

When Shubin called you a spy over the telephone,

he told the truth, and you knew it!

And you shot him in an attempt to save yourself.

But it has not saved you, Mata Hari.

You stand proven an enemy of France.

Sister Teresa,

will you read this to me once more...

For the last time?

For the last time.

Yes.

"Dearest, I shall not be able to see you

"or even to write to you

"for some time to come.

"A sudden attack, nothing really serious,

"has caused my removal to a sanitarium.

"You must not be alarmed

"because the only pain I feel

is that of being without you."

"And when it becomes too sharp,

"I think of all the happiness we have had together

"and that which we are going to have.

"Then I can bear anything.

"Good night, Alexis.

"Tomorrow is sure to be glorious.

It brings me closer to you."

"Mata."

In the name of the French Republic,

this court therefore finds the accused, Mata Hari,

guilty of espionage

and of communicating military information

to the enemy.

Therefore, this said court,

by virtue of articles 2o5, 6, and 7

of the military code

condemns this woman to be shot to death by rifle fire.

[Shouting commands]

Any news about the reprieve?

We are expecting her lawyer any minute.

Oh, it's getting close to 5:00. Here.

Give her that. Cognac.

That'll put heart into you.

You are a good man.

Good--because I give a dying woman a drink.

You don't want jewelry, and you can't use clothes.

What can I give you?

There's nothing.

We have everything we need.

Everything you need?

How is that possible?

We serve god and are content.

I wonder if I could be like that

if I had to do it all over again...

From the beginning.

No.

That's how I am,

and that's how I had to be.

[Crying]

Now, then, sister. Mustn't waste your tears on me.

Madame. Maitre caron.

Oh, he's come

to bring the reprieve!

My dear, dear child.

No?

I tried everything.

I appealed to the highest quarters.

I know you did.

Come and sit down.

I spent a whole hour with the president,

who is one of my oldest friends.

What?

What about Alexis?

That's all settled just as you wanted it.

He's downstairs now. I'll--

wait.

Will you give him this... Afterwards?

And be very gentle with him.

Of course, my child.

I hope I have written the things

that will help him most.

And if I haven't,

perhaps you will know what to say.

I'll know what to say.

That in having your love, even for a little while,

he had more than most men ever have.

No.

Just tell him

that no matter what he hears about me,

and he will hear things,

that my love for him was honest.

That's all.

Except that he must be happy.

He must laugh and... Love.

And then someday, when he's an old man,

and his grandchildren ask him about Mata Hari,

he must tell a great lie,

say that she was a wonderfully good woman.

And that will be my heaven.

Now will you ask him to come up?

At once.

Sister, the young man is blind.

I've told him that this is a sanitarium.

You must be careful.

They will. They understand.

Come.

Take care of the steps.

Madame.

I'm leaving the door open

so that the visitor won't hear the rattle of the lock.

Bless you.

Alexis.

Come, nurses, come.

We'll look at the patient in the next room

and leave these young people alone.

Thank you, doctor.

This is most irregular.

And, uh, after the operation,

how much longer will you have to stay here?

I don't know.

I'll be well soon, I hope.

Of course you will, and so will I.

What?

Yes. The doctors say now

that with time and the right treatment,

there is every chance I'll see again,

see you again.

Oh.

That's the one thing I needed to give me strength.

Mata, you are telling me the truth.

It isn't a dangerous operation?

No.

No, it's very slight, really.

And in a short time, we'll forget all this

and be so happy.

Just the same,

I can't bear to think of you suffering.

Alexis?

Yes?

Promise me you won't worry about me.

Oh, Mata, please.

No, promise me.

You know what operations are.

Even the slightest, there's always a chance.

Promise me, if something should happen to me,

you won't grieve too much, that you'll carry on.

But nothing will happen to you.

You mustn't be afraid.

Well, then, hold me.

I won't be afraid if you hold me.

[Clock chiming]

Is it time?

The doctor and the nurses,

they've come to take me.

Already? Why need it be so early?

They always operate early in the morning,

and the sooner I go, the sooner it's over.

All right, but you mustn't be frightened.

I'll wait right here till they bring you back.

No, no, I don't want you to.

Monsieur Caron is waiting to take you back.

He'll let you know just how I am...Very soon.

You are afraid.

No.

You needn't be. I've been through it.

The anesthetic is unpleasant,

but that's all.

Good-bye, my beloved.

Oh, you sound so tragic.

Good-bye, my beloved.

Is that better?

Yes, darling.

Courage.

Courage, my dear. Be brave.

Good-bye.

[Nun crying quietly]

Good-bye.

God, save her, protect her.

And if you must take her, take me, too.

[Drums and bugles]