Mata Hari Page #3

- I never dine with strangers.

- Then we'll have to talk here.

I happen to be expecting

important visitors.

- Captain...

- Ladoux.

Georges Ladoux. Do you have

some place to put these?

Marie.

Oui. Madame.

I've given orders

that we are not to be disturbed.

I'm afraid I'm here

on official business.

We've met once before.

At the museum.

And last summer, I saw you dance.

You were quite spectacular.

It's been some time

since you've performed in Paris.

Milan, Rome, Genoa,

and before that Lisbon, Amsterdam.

And don't forget Berlin, Captain.

But of course you know all about that.

I must caution you

to respect the fact that we are at war,

and Paris

is under military jurisdiction.

- What is it that you want from me?

- You were seen in Berlin...

... not only with Count Karl von Bayerling,

but with the Chief of Police,

and that woman,

the one they call Fralein Doctor.

So?

Did you know that the victim of

the so-called assassination on the train

was seen on the streets of Berlin

a few days after you left?

You were saying, Captain?

Of course, you want to change.

I'll wait outside.

Please, do stay.

After all, you're here

on official business.

Mademoiselle.

Unless you fear that your friend Karl

may have already engaged me

to seduce you.

I'll be waiting outside.

We do have a lot to talk about.

Eighty million marks per year

was what Germany's annual budget was

for her spy force before the war.

By making it seem it was we

who had manipulated you,

Karl could be sure

to enlist your sympathy.

- Karl seemed so honest.

- Perhaps.

But he loves his country

and follows orders.

And he knows that one good spy

is worth a dozen diplomats.

Generals Messigny, St. Denis.

May I introduce one of your most

capable staff captains,

and Baron Joubert of the S. E. C. ,

our armaments consortium.

Lady MacLeod.

This exquisite creature

needs no introduction.

Philippe Henri D'Estaing,

Baron Joubert.

A devoted admirer

of the great Mata Hari.

Gentlemen.

Mademoiselle.

You don't like Monsieur le Baron.

Do you?

The rich and powerful

have their attraction.

And Captain Ladoux has his.

No, don't stop.

Harder.

What do you want?

Nothing.

You'd think my driver

would show a little initiative.

I'll try and find him.

The Captain is looking for you.

Wait! What is this?

We meet again.

How dare you?!

Where are you taking me?

Mademoiselle.

When we first met in the museum,

you were on the arm of General Carriere.

Now it's just captains.

You seem to have lowered your sights.

The General has already left Paris.

He's been transferred to Arras.

Let us not talk about the war.

Bastard.

You should not believe everything

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