Mata Hari, agent H21 Page #3

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It's always on him.

In which pocket, I don't know.

Youll have to find out.

It's like that children's game.

Colder... Warmer...

Hotter.

Goodbye, Miss.

Don't count on me.

I am counting on you.

I forgot...

My regards to your sick relative.

Captain Lassalle, I believe.

Franois!

What kind of a hotel is this?

A bag of cement almost killed me.

I have the means to control you.

- What do you mean?

- I am a good hypnotist.

I'll make you fall asleep

and do with you what I want.

Let's try.

Listen to my voice.

Relax your arms and shoulders.

Like this. Very good.

Now relax.

Close your eyes

and inhale deeply.

Do what?

Inhale.

A technical term.

I'll continue.

You understand, right?

Wait...

Relax, listen to my voice

and allow your body to relax.

- Relax...

- Impossible, you're tickling me.

It's five o'clock.

My friend is waiting.

From now on

I'm your only friend.

We're having dinner tonight.

I already booked a table.

I can't tonight.

- Tomorrow night, then.

- But my friend is very jealous.

It would be wiser

if we didn't meet again.

- Don't say that.

- At least not in a public place.

- Better not be seen together.

- Of course.

I know!

What do you think of this?

A nice intimate dinner,

tomorrow night

in my office at the Citadel.

Maybe.

No maybe. It's an order.

No one disputes my orders.

And we'll be left alone at the Citadel.

So, is that yes?

Yes.

"I have finally met...

Colonel...

Pelletier."

Come in.

Hello.

- This is new.

- Yes.

So is this.

Yes.

- Don't you get bored here?

- Not at all. Why do you ask?

- Did you have a nice day?

- Yes, I did a bit of shopping.

- Did you meet anyone?

- No one.

Spoke to anyone?

Met anyone? Spoke to anyone?

Are you spying on me?

I'd rather break up now

than live a life of lies.

I saw you at the caf

with a colonel.

Ah, Colonel Pelletier?

I'd already forgotten.

He seemed very interested

and you... very complacent.

Interested?

I've known him all my life.

He's an admirer.

- I'm an admirer too.

- But you've never seen me dance.

Colonel Pelletier has seen

every one of my shows.

He's a specialist in Indian art.

- Do you believe me now?

- I believe you.

I'm silly.

But you don't make it easy.

- I'm probably not good enough for you.

- Stop this nonsense. Kiss me.

You're crazy! Wait!

- Let me lift you up.

- No.

Careful.

Let's go out for dinner.

An intimate dinner in private.

What do you think?

"I have finally met Colonel Pelletier."

A friend you've known all your life?

The Colonel Pelletier

you've just met?

Franois, listen to me.

I can explain.

I don't think you can.

You see, Greta, I am...

I don't regret what happened

between us.

But I'm glad it ended now

while it's still early.

I think you would have

made me suffer a lot.

And I loathe suffering.

Franois!

I'm often asked for the key

to seducing women.

There's no key

but if money attracts money,

love attracts love.

Women love those who love them.

You sound very confident, Colonel.

What have you organised for me?

Only very pleasant things, little lady.

Follow me. Be my prisoner.

You trust me, don't you?

I'm not a young rooster.

Just between us,

how old do you think I am?

Forty-six.

Someone told you.

You knew already.

No.

Right.

Stop! Military zone.

- Your papers!

- Colonel Pelletier's service.

Forgive me. You may go.

I'm impressed.

You must be very important.

It's only routine.

Colonel Pelletier's car may go...

Colonel Pelletier's service...

Are you the Marquis de Carabas?

Just as fascinating.

- I have some bad news for you.

- Yes?

The Germans will always win

against the French.

- You can't be serious.

- Would you like to party in Berlin?

Me?

- Not particularly.

- Now you have it.

No French person

wants to go to Berlin for fun

but all Germans want to go to Paris.

- Indeed, it's a worry.

- Don't worry too much.

If the Americans join in

it will soon be over.

- You think they'll join the war?

- I'm sure of it.

You're better informed than me.

Let me do it.

Matches.

Sorry.

Bravo.

Bravo!

Thanks to you,

tonight I feel I'm in Paris.

I met you once just before the war.

At a party at the Murats.

You probably don't remember me.

I wasn't wearing a uniform.

I'm not a career officer,

I'm in textiles.

I was with my wife.

She has her conquests too.

But I don't spy on her.

I'm a Parisian husband, you see.

She's only a woman,

or should I say a wife.

But with you, I can talk.

You are like a man.

Colonel, what are you doing!

I'll put you under.

Let me do it.

Relax your body and inhale deeply.

- But someone might hear us.

- That's impossible.

There's no one above us.

The ground floor is the office.

In three days

I'll be back to the battle field.

There's no time to waste.

It's a long war

but life is short.

Colonel!

- Not Colonel. Call me Emile.

- Emile!

Don't play that game with me.

I hate little teases!

You knew why you came here

so stop complaining.

Colonel!

Bloody hell.

He must be out.

- What should we do?

- Put it on his desk.

Come in!

- Good morning, Julien. Up already?

- Yes, Miss.

Julien, we must go to Spain at once.

Yes, Miss.

Get the luggage ready,

I'll see you downstairs in 15 minutes.

Dear Franois, I am forced to leave.

Everything is ready, Miss.

We can go.

Dear Franois, I must leave.

Julien!

It's just awful.

I left something behind.

- We must go back.

- We should continue, Miss.

Don't disobey my orders!

Go back.

Julien, what are you doing?

Stop the car.

At last. Now go back.

We've wasted enough time.

Is this what you left behind?

But, Julien...

You should know I work with you.

For the same people.

I'm the coordinator

between you and your boss.

We should keep going.

The boss thought

you didn't need to know.

I'm in charge of your protection.

If you work for them,

why not rob the safe yourself?

They believed that a woman...

would be more suited to steal

the key from the Colonel.

I'm scared. I had to knock him out.

He will talk.

That's why we must move quickly.

- Julien, what's that over there?

- Problems, I'm afraid.

It looks like a road block.

We must get through.

Get down.

- Ready?

- Yes.

Cover your head.

Do you have the file?

They need it tomorrow in Barcelona.

Passports!

Come over here!

No!

Sorry for the wait.

All is fine, you may go.

The map of the gun factory

in the Southwest.

The map of the gun factory

in the Southwest...

Mission accomplished.

Congratulations.

I'm very satisfied

with last night's mission.

Quick, efficient.

A bit of blood spilled of course...

but this is war.

The destruction of the factory

was a great success.

One of our best strikes yet.

Three days of munitions

up in smoke.

I thank you all,

and particularly...

our most graceful agent,

Agent H21,

whose seduction, once again,

was the key to this affair.

Miss, you deserve a holiday.

Do you have plans?

Where would you like to go?

I want to go back to France.

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