Mata Hari, agent H21 Page #2

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how a deserter might feel.

I feel a bit like that now.

Do you regret it?

No.

I had a fiance.

Now it's over.

Now I'm here with you...

ready to follow you

wherever you go.

I've abandoned my post

and I'm going with you.

We need to decide.

Shall we go dancing?

Shall we have dinner in town?

I must take a train at 6 a.m.

off to the front.

Would you like me to see you home?

And once at your house

will you offer me a drink?

Good night, Julien.

You may go.

Good night, Miss.

Come in.

Give me your cap.

Very nice house!

- You like it?

- Yes, very much.

This is General Fayol, isn't it?

Yes, do you know him?

Yes, he came to review our troops.

I admire him a lot.

- Is this you?

- Yes.

A long time ago, before 1914.

You looked very nice.

- A bit fat.

- No.

I know who you are.

They call you The Sun Dancer.

- But I've never seen you dance.

- A shame.

This painting is very beautiful.

- What's in there?

- The bathroom.

- Do you like photographs?

- Very much.

I'll show you some.

Sit down.

It's heavy!

This is my family album.

I can tell you like that painting.

- That's me.

- I recognise your mouth.

- And this one?

- My cousin.

We'll be more comfortable this way.

- Who is that lieutenant?

- Nobody.

I have newspaper cuts...

- Critics.

- Good ones?

I only keep the good ones.

- You're very little here.

- Yes. That's not me.

- I hate this one!

- Why? An article... I'll read it.

Mata Hari is from Java.

At 14 she fled to worship Buddha.

She dances for her Gods...

and brings to us Indian art.

- The sumptuous...

- Let me show you a picture.

What do you think of it?

Very nice.

Would you like a drink, Captain?

No, thank you. I'm not thirsty.

Don't forget

that you came here for a drink.

All right, but no alcohol.

Some tea from Java?

It's like Ceylon tea but more bitter.

Yes, some tea from Java.

- What's up?

- The briefcase.

Come here.

- So?

- It's a catastrophe.

- Look...

- It's not the same?

No.

His is attached to the chair.

Mine doesn't have handcuffs.

I must take his.

Impossible, it's locked to the chair.

I'll take the briefcase and the chair.

You're crazy!

Open the briefcase

and swap the documents.

Right. Let's do that.

Take the chair.

Do you need any help?

I'm fine. Thank you.

A fork!

- What are you doing?

- Making tea... I told him I would.

Give me a knife.

- Try with this.

- Ridiculous.

Take the chair.

It's the only solution.

- All right.

- Wait!

Be back before 5 a.m.

He has a train to catch.

Let's go.

Before five o'clock.

- What happened?

- I dropped the tray.

- Let me help you.

- No, forget it.

Never mind.

I'll not know Java tea.

I'm sorry.

I thought I saw a mouse.

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