Devil's Mistress Page #3

You're not shooting today.

I always accompany Gustl to the studio.

To keep an eye on him?

Honestly, Mr. Frhlich, you are

to be congratulated with such a wife,

but you could make

an exception for once. Please!

Please let Miss Baarov

stay with us a little longer.

My driver will take her

to you at the studios later on.

Why certainly!

Thank you.

Magda, come and join us.

Yes, Gerta, I'd love to.

So...

do you enjoy your new work?

Are you content?

Certainly.

In the German film industry

you will find the very best conditions.

I will see to it personally.

What did I do to deserve this goodwill?

Love is the yearning for beauty...

Thank you.

I couldn't get away earlier.

Sorry. They wouldn't let me leave.

You must've made

an enormous impression on the minister.

Please! He asked me, if I was satisfied

with the parts I was offered.

He always does when he wants

to get an actress into his bed.

I takes two for that to happen, right?

I'm off to London

the day after tomorrow.

To see your wife?

No, my daughter.

I haven't see her for ages.

I was hoping we could go to

the premiere of "The Traitor" together.

Is this your revenge?

Because I stayed a while longer?

It's hard to resist the admiration of one

of the most powerful men in the Reich.

I must confess, I was surprised to hear

you're living with Mr. Frhlich

even though

you're not married to each other.

Why not get married?

Gustl's having trouble with Ms. Alpr.

She's still his wife.

She lives in Hungary.

Is she a Jew or not?

I don't know anything about that.

Yes, you do!

After all, you don't like Hungarian Jews.

I remember Frhlich's insinuation.

Now I finally understand it.

I'm giving a speech

at the Palace of Congress tomorrow.

I've seen you on stage many times.

Don't you want to see me for a change?

Promise me you'll come.

Swear to it.

Every time I touch my mouth

with this handkerchief during my speech,

I'll be thinking of you. You understand?

One has to rule well.

And to rule well

you need good propaganda.

They have to complement each other.

And if the Jewish press naively thinks,

its hidden threats can...

I only had a notion of who the National

Socialists were and what they wanted.

Goebbels was a great speaker and actor,

who quickly won over the audience.

Sometimes it was

as if he was just talking to me.

I do confess, he fascinated me.

They should be on their guard,

for at some point

our patience will run out,

and then we will shut

these lying Jews up for good!

Sieg Heil! Sieg Heil! Sieg Heil!

Good day, Mr. Frhlich.

Good day, Maria.

So tell me!

How was it? How's London?

Still standing.

Did you see Buckingham Palace?

The Tower? Big Ben?

Yes, yes and yes.

You probably don't feel the need to talk

to me, seeing as you didn't call once.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Just leave me be. I'm tired.

And I'm tired

of eternally waiting for you to decide.

Leaving in 5 minutes

from platform 2 is the express train...

Here you are.

Miss Baarov.

Minister Goebbels

wishes you a good journey,

and begs you for a reply to his letter.

It said,

"If you agree to us

seeing each other again,

let me know through Mr. Wedel

that you accept the part."

Please tell Minister Goebbels

that I accept the part.

You can rely on me, Madam.

I take my leave.

All the way to the border

I tried to convince myself

that I only loved Frhlich.

Then, suddenly, something in me said,

"Goebbels, Goebbels,

Goebbels."

You always dreamed

of a villa in Hanspaulka.

Here it is, Papa.

My child, this isn't a villa,

it's a ship.

Where are we to get the money?

Well...

Lda...

I did it.

I have a rich and famous daughter.

We did it!

My little girl,

I'm so proud of you!

Right, I Will build it then.

For all of us.

You must come and see me. I play

a guest role in the Pardobice theater.

I'm so glad to be home again.

My God, this is so beautiful!

Hard to say what's in store for us when

Hitler starts spreading himself like this.

I hope he won't invite you to tea again.

I'm now being invited

by Minister Goebbels instead.

My girl,

you don't know what you're doing.

Leave her be.

If it was up to you

the girl would still be at home.

Maybe that'd be better.

Typically Papa!

Sitting at home as a housewife,

never having a career.

So how's the handsome guy'?

Mr. Frhlich?

He's jealous. We'll see.

He's jealous!

You've come a long way, my child.

Minister Goebbels,

Mr. Frhlich...

But it's true. Papa is right.

You have to be careful.

We will not interfere.

Then don't.

Just don't turn a blind eye

to what's happening over there.

Everything could go to dust.

Enjoy your meal.

Lduka, allow me to introduce you.

Mr. Ritchie is in Europe

to find new talent.

He would like to discuss

your career across the pond.

Milo, you've always

been a good adviser to me.

I can give you my advice,

but you have to decide for yourself.

Go to London.

I met many old friends

in the Lucerna Bar.

Several of them envied me

for establishing myself in Germany,

and didn't hide the fact.

A Mattoni, please!

Why do you always choose German men?

Aren't Czech boys good enough for you?

It's hard, Ljuba.

You won't find anyone here

as handsome as Frhlich

or as clever as Goebbels.

But don't come crying later on.

Is that jealousy speaking, Ljuba?

Ladies.

What's wrong? Aren't you feeling well?

This thing with Goebbels

is more serious than I thought.

But you've got it under control?

Not entirely.

Get as much out of it

as you can, then bail out.

I don't know if I still can.

For God's sake, you haven't

fallen in love with the limping dwarf?

No. I don't know.

I'll take you home.

Take a cold shower and forget about it.

You're playing with fire, girl.

You could get terribly burned.

You're better at it, right?

I do it in such a way no one notices.

Thank you.

Miss Baarov!

Minister Goebbels!

Miss Baarov.

I'm so glad

of your positive reaction to my letter.

I'm ha

Yes? you again.

Would you accompany me to my car?

I would like to invite you

to my home at Krumme Lanke.

What would you say,

if we drove out there right now?

The journey's worn me out.

Please excuse me, Minister.

Certainly. You're in a hurry

to get home. I understand.

But Mr. Frhlich isn't at home,

as far as I know.

You're welcome to pick up the phone

and convince yourself.

Hoenig, please stop

at the next phone booth.

Maria, is Gustl home?

Mr. Frhlich called from the studio

a few minutes ago.

He will be shooting all night.

Madam?

Heil Hitler!

Heil Hitler!

Would you please give us an autograph?

You play beautifully.

Because I'm playing for you.

When Gustl is away,

I feel very lonely in Germany.

And I'm slowly becoming afraid too.

Of me?

There's talk of war.

Maybe we weren't

summoned by history after all.

Maybe we've only been talking ourselves

into believing our destiny.

If so, then sooner or later

we will disappear from this life.

And nobody

will shed a single tear over us.

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