Der kleine Löwe und die Großen oder Die Patriarchen und die Diplomatie Page #2

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It's hard to escape from hell.

The current population's

around 1.5 million.

That's not too bad.

Tell your men to be ready.

They are.

One of my platoons

is checking the time-switches.

It'll take 15-20 minutes.

Then the platoon leader will call you.

His name?

1st Lieutenant Hegger.

Where is he?

I'd rather tell you that in private.

Bressensdorf...

Keep an eye on Mr. Lanvin.

Don't let him go anywhere.

Yes, sir.

Where is he?

At the parliament building,

the Assemble nationale.

General, my task is complete.

I request permission

to leave Paris with my unit.

What?

You want to go?

With your permission.

1st Lieutenant Hegger

will lead the operation.

I've known him since Ukraine.

I fully vouch for him.

We are needed elsewhere.

Immediately after France fell,

the Fhrer visited Paris,

to show his architect, Speer,

the city he admired most,

especially the Opera,

his favorite monument.

They went around it twice.

So why destroy it?

Hitler wanted Berlin

to be as beautiful as Paris,

and bigger.

Now, four years later,

Berlin is in ruins,

while Paris

is as glorious as ever. See?

It's unbearable for him.

Even if it serves no strategic purpose,

Paris must be flattened,

especially the Opera.

Choltitz.

Berlin?

I'll hold.

I was cut off.

Put me through to Berlin, will you?

Morning, General.

Consul?

I'm not interrupting, I hope.

I didn't hear you come in.

To be honest, I didn't knock.

May I?

The stairs are pretty steep.

I thought you'd left Paris.

How did you get in here?

Your hotel

is admirably located

in the heart of the capital but...

You have no idea of its history.

Of this suite, in particular.

What are you trying to say?

I didn't come through the lobby.

Nor through that door.

I know, very rude,

and not a habit of mine.

I needed to see you unseen.

Explain, Mr. Nordling!

I hate riddles.

In Paris, every hotel has its secrets.

The Crillon, Ritz, and the Meurice.

When you moved in,

you had 200 rooms to choose from.

You took the only one

with a false bottom.

A false bottom?

Have you ever heard of Elisabeth Aryet?

- Who?

- Elisabeth Aryet.

And Miss Howard?

Never mind.

They are one and the same person.

Miss Howard was her stage name.

It's an old story but still very juicy.

Around 1860, she took

numerous minor parts in plays,

and some evenings,

lovers to her bed.

One of her lovers

lived not very far from here,

over the road in the Tuileries Palace.

He was Napoleon III.

In France, power

and affairs of the heart don't mix,

especially involving an actress.

But he was fond of her,

so he moved her in here.

And to ensure greater discretion,

he issued orders

to build this staircase.

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