01x12 - A Spy's Abyss

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Evening, Valodye.

I guess we can't believe
the newspapers.

You look great.

You wanna talk to me
about something?

I want to sell
my father's estate.

Sell it now?

You'll get nothing for it.

There's a w*r on.
I think you've lost your mind.

First you betrayed Vera,

and now you want to betray
your father's memory.

What do you need the money for?

Dresses? Jewelry?

She needs a lawyer.

Trust me Pyotr Alexeyevich.

I wouldn't dare ask you
if I had any other option.

Mm.

Please stop fidgeting,
my friend.

I assure you we will get
these stupid charges dismissed.

I would prefer if you took
the money

and we could sign the contract.

Contract?

Well if it's that important
to you,

let's sign a contract.

About one frank.

I won't accept anymore
than that.

I've admired Mata Hari
for many years.

She's a brilliant actress and...

a gorgeous woman.
And these idiots...

These gentlemen here
are telling me

that the fabulous Mata Hari
is a spy.

It's a ridiculous lie.

Maitre Clunet. I am your attorney.
Margaretha Zelle.

Monsieur Ladoux, Monsieur Matine.

Delighted to finally meet you
in person, Madame.

Do you think this is
a wh*re house?

You'll stay away
from the prisoner.

It's alright, Matine.

Let Madame enjoy the attention.

She won't have
much from here on.

You're as kind as ever, Captain.

Here, please.

Well now, shall we begin?

Madame Margaretha...

Zelle is accused of espionage
for Germany.

Oh my goodness.
That's a serious accusation.

Do you have any proof of that?

I mean...

no disrespect but this supports
her claim that...

you were blackmailing her,
captain.

Which means any information...

you got from her
was given under duress.

And furthermore,
I feel compelled to remind you

blackmail is against the law.

So I don't think the court

will look kindly
on your actions.

It's wartime, Maitre.

And all's fair in w*r?

But while I agree that you...

need to be ruthless
with the enemy,

this woman is not a soldier.

Blackmail can get a confession
out of a saint.

It's not a legal tool
for an investigation.

Especially when it is used,

against such a fragile creature.

I strongly advice you
not to sign anything

because I strongly suspect
they do not have

any substantial evidence
against you.

Thank you.

That's what I thought.

Well let's leave this decision
to the court.

In the meantime...

I am sure that, Monsieur Maslov,

and Madame Zelle
would appreciate

a few minutes on their own.

This will be over soon.

And I hope to see you
back on stage.

I missed you so.

When will you come again?

I don't know when they will
give me another chance to come.

Please try to come soon,
I beg you.

But I will try to come
as soon as possible.

It's so hard here.

I can't anymore.

I need character witnesses
who are ready to testify

for her.

She knows many important people.
Some of them might be willing

- to help out.
- Of course Maitre,

I will do whatever
you tell me to do.

We'll get her out.

- Believe me.
- I do.

There he is!

I am confident that
the accusations will be dropped.

No further comment.

No comment.

How you gonna defend her?

- Sir, I just want a statement about...
- No comment.

My shoulder doesn't hurt me
anymore.

You wanted to see the sky.
It's right above you.

And here are the documents,

that you promised to sign.

I will not sign anything.

Not until I see Vladimir.

We should sh**t this wh*re,
without a trial.

Calm down.

How do I know you are not
trying to trick us again?

You've had me locked up here
for a month without a trial.

You obviously
call the shots here.

Alright.
You'll see captain Maslov.

Captain Ladoux is waiting for
you Monsieur Maslov.

It's a standard
non-disclosure clause.

Non-disclosure of what?

That you won't repeat
anything you see

or hear in the prison.
It's just a formality.

To protect the prisoners.

It doesn't seem like
a formality.

I guess things are different
in Russia.

This is French bureaucracy.

Matine.

You idiot. How dare you mistreat
the prisoner?

Can't you see who you are
dealing with?

I apologize for the guard,
Madame.

Monsieur Maslov,
you have one hour.

Close the door.

How are they treating you?

It's awful here.

I deserve this.

Don't say that.

Please.

Don't.

You don't realize who I am.

What I have done.

What are you talking about?

I've been working
for the German intelligence

for many years.

I don't believe it.

And yet it's true.

But even that,

isn't the worst of it.

What happened to you...

it's partly my fault.

Are you saying Ladoux was right?

You used the maps
I were supposed to take

to headquarters?

I did.

We photographed them.

I'm so sorry.

This is it, Matine.

Write it all down.

The names. The dates.

Hurry. Hurry.

I slept with men for money.

And to get information.

For my German friends.

What friends?

The friends who tried to
hang you from the ceiling fan

in the hotel? Those friends?

She's one.

Leave it all behind.

And start having a normal life
at last.

I had to tell you.

You can leave me now.

I understand.

I am not going anywhere.

Until you'll tell me everything.

How sweet.

We got her.

Not yet.

Now she will believe me, Matine.

This will work.

May we enter, Madame?

How is it going with
your lawyer, Maitre Clunet?

It has been a long time
since he was here.

I assume you are preventing him
from seeing me?

No, it's possible for him
to see you anytime.

Perhaps he has
more important clients?

We have sort of a corporate
dispute with the Boche.

Who owns the path to... Mata Hari?

Are you here to dazzle me
with your sense of humor,

gentlemen?
Because I am not amused.

We're not trying to amuse you.

I am afraid Maître Clunet
is not the best...

attorney for your case.

We'll see about that.

Yes we will.

And I think we'll see
his best features

that it's not...

costing a penny
for your Russian friend.

But now Maslov has all the money
he needs.

Iveti Semikin recently wrote him
a large check.

Nice considering Maslov
called off the marriage

to his daughter.

Maybe it's back on?

Monsieur Maslov has to think
about his own future now.

Perhaps that is why he told us
everything about you being

a German spy.

He would never betray me.

Never. He loves me.

I love him.

How dare you?

He wrote everything down.

Everything he knew
about your crimes.

This is not his handwriting.

Monsieur Maslov does not
write so well in French.

This is why he dictated
this statement

to my team.

Just look there
at the signature.

Do you recognize it?

I don't believe
Margaretha confessed.

This has to be fraud.

No it's quite genuine.

It's signed, dated,
all in proper form.

She incriminated herself.
How did you do it?

We put her on the rack
Tore out her nails...

- knocked out all her teeth.
- I want to see her.

Good luck with that.

I doubt she will see you though.

She doesn't wanna see anyone
these days.

What about Maslov?

Does he know about this?

Maslov.

Her dear Maslov is
the prime witness against her.

He sold her out completely.

You wanted to see me?

Sit down.

I don't have much time.

It won't take long.
She's pleading guilty.

Signed a complete confession.

Why?

You ask me why?

I'll ask you why I got
letters from generals,

former presidents, ministers.

What good are they?

It's all useless now.

Thanks to you.
They showed her your statement.

It was very informative.

You destroyed her.

What are you talking about?

The one you gave Ladoux.

Three pages with your signature
on each of them.

Did he trick you?

Did you sign any papers?

That he could have possibly
filled in later?

Yes.

When is the trial?

It starts tomorrow.

Let me talk to her.

Once she knows the truth,

she will change her mind.

No, she refuses to see anybody.

I've been trying.

Is there anything I can do?

Not a thing.

If you try to recant,
they will simply charge you

with perjury.

And since they have
your statement against her,

if you even show up
at the trial,

it could go worse for her.

Margaretha, I've been trying to
tell you.

Margaretha you need
to understand that

Vladimir didn't...

Order please.

Matter of France, may present

the case now.

Maître Clunet.

Your honor.

Ladies and gentlemen.

People of France.

I am addressing you today
on behalf of a woman

who is famous,

but also helpless
and frightened.

She is recovering
from a recent wound,

inflicted by German spies
while she was working

as an agent for France.

But despite that,

despite of her service
and her patriotism,

a case has been falsified
against her.

The... prosecutors
blackmailed her

into testifying against herself
and she relented just to end

her suffering.

She suffers because she feels
abandoned by everyone.

But I am here to say
you are not abandoned.

The truth about Vladimir,

- is that he...
- He had nothing to do with it.

I did it all myself.

Margaretha.

Don't!

Everything in my confession
is true.

I don't believe this!

Order!

Mata Hari would never do
these things.

Was it really you, Mata Hari?

Dance for us, Madame.

Order!

Order!

Does this mean you plead guilty?

Yes, your honor.

I believe she just threw away
her last chance to survive.

What is the verdict?

Let's get a coffee.

Maître.

Death.

Firing squad.

This way.

To your right,
then to your right.

This way, this way.

Captain Ladoux tricked me
into signing a fake testimony.

Then he used it to trick
Margaretha Zelle,

into incriminating herself.

But her testimony is true.

She is not a spy.

May I come in, sir?

Captain George Ladoux,

reporting as ordered, sir.

Do you know the reason
I sent for you?

Not entirely, sir.

I assume it is regarding
the court trial

of Margaretha Gertrude Zelle,
or as she calls herself,

Mata Hari.

The identification number
of Madame Mata Hari,

for German intelligence
is agent H21.

Where does this information
come from?

Her own remorseful confession.

- Lying b*stard.
- Calm down.

Monsieur Maslov here,

claims that you deceived him.

He says you tricked him
into signing

a non-disclosure document.

And then later
his fake testimony

against Mata Hari
appeared on those pages.

This is true, absolutely.

That's what I did.

I agreed to help you,
don't make me regret it.

Ex-captain Maslov.

Explain yourself, captain.

We did not have clear evidence
to convict Mata Hari,

as agent H21.

We did trick her
into confessing.

But the crimes she confessed to
were then proven independently.

If Monsieur General wishes it,

I will now destroy the papers
that Monsieur Maslov has signed.

Yes, I would like that, captain.

It doesn't matter.

Margaretha has been sentenced
to death.

Let's protect the honor
of a Russian officer.

I understand.

She was a spy.

There is nothing we can do
about it.

Ladoux, you're a scoundrel.

I challenge you to a duel.

Your man's crazy.

Are you out of your
damn mind? Idiot!

What duel?

Monsieur Maslov,

I am an officer of
the French army.

Which is now at w*r.

It would be preposterous,

to fight...

under the circumstances.
It's inappropriate.

You are not only a scoundrel,

but a coward too.

Only my respect for you,
general, keeps me from...

Get out!

You've disgraced yourself.

Spare the Russian army,
at least.

I hope he won't do
anything stupid.

I deserve to die.

But please spare
my beloved Vladimir.

Please don't let them blame him.

I know you must hate me
or you wouldn't have testified.

I deserve his hate.

But if there's anything
you could grant me

before I die,
it would be to know

that he forgives me.

Please.

I must have gone mad
to be helping you with this,

Vladimir.

Thank you, Maitre.

Just this time and I will never
bother you again.

Dominique Charbot,

A one-legged cemetery keeper.

He lost it in the w*r.

Probably.

We were out of touch
for a while.

He owes me a favor.
I helped his family once.

How exactly can a one-legged
soldier be of any help?

He can't.

Unless he happens to be
the grave digger.

For the Vincennes cemetery.

Dominique Charbot, right?

Monsieur Charbot?

Maître Clunet sent me.

He said you fought
in the w*r for us.

Here in France.

I am Russian.

We have our issues
with Germans too.

I fought too.

I lost my leg during the battle
of the Somme.

I see the w*r crippled you
as well?

Will you help me?

I will.

I don't want your money,
brother,

but I am not
the only one involved.

Yes.

As Clunet said.

Now listen.

First you need to get here.

This is where the
nuns rooms are.

Approach to the left
of the north tower.

The guards make their rounds
in 8 minutes.

So once they pass,
you have that long to get inside

before they return.

This is amazing.

Get to the northwest tower.

I'll throw you a rope
to climb up.

Be fast.
But also careful and quiet.

If the guards hear you
and look up,

they will see you.

At the top you will see
another guard.

You will have to knock him out.

If the nuns see you,
don't panic.

They don't know everyone
by sight.

Don't talk to them.
Just walk by, calm.

I'll try to remove the guards
in the corridor.

And meet you by the cells.

Holy hell,
what's with the m*ssacre?

They're alive.

Anyway, you didn't tell me
they'd be here.

Down the corridor.

Hurry before all the guards
get here.

Stop. Go back.

Margaretha. Margaretha, it's me.

No, no, no.
What are you doing?

No. No!

Wait. What are you doing!?
No!

That is very impressive,
Monsieur Maslov.

You put four guards
in the infirmary.

You gave me a good reason
to sh**t you.

Nobody would blame me.

Or you'd prefer to get arrested?

For attempting a prison break.

I had no choice, brother.

I will k*ll you.

I was simply being a patriot.
I cannot help spies.

Which w*r did you fight?
You trash.

What you defend your neigborhood
whorehouse.

Calm down, Matine, calm down.

Monsieur Charbot,
you've done your civic duty.

Now you may go back
to your graveyard.

I will k*ll you.

George Ladoux.

I promise to, and I will.

Hey.

Did you have a bad dream?

Kind of.

You were talking in your sleep.

Calling for someone
named Vladimir.

My fiancé.

But I've lost his love.

And I don't deserve it.

Your Excellency.

We received a call
from headquarters.

They're asking whether or not
we're going to request

extradition for Maslov.

- He's accused of...
- Maslov resigned.

He is not part
of the army anymore.

So he is no longer our concern.

They should contact the embassy.

- It's mayhem there nowadays.
- That's their problem.

The firing squad is in place.

We'll go through the castle.
It'll be much faster.

Right this way.

Are you ready, my child?

I am, father.

You have sinned, my child.

I know.

Do you repent?

Not as much as I regret.

Regret living a life
without love.

Although I thought I'd had
plenty of it.

But I was wrong.

I met the right person.

Bow your head.

I absolve you from your sins.

In the name of the father,

the son,

and the holy spirit. Amen.

Pride is a deadly sin, my child.

Is it a sin to face death
with dignity?

Margaretha!

Margaretha!

- Keep moving.
- What was that?

Please, no chains.

No chains.

Your Russian lover
incapacitated half the guards

breaking in here.

A noble chevalier fighting
to free his princess.

What are you talking about?
He testified.

Did you really believe
that he would...

testify against you?

Thank you.

Thank you for giving me
my love back.

Ready.

Aim.

- How may I help you?
- A letter from Paris,

for Monsieur Ladoux.

Oh alright, give it to me.

I was told to
deliver it personally.

Oh, come on in.
Have a sit.

I'm George Ladoux.

The letter please.

Here you go, Monsieur.

What the hell?

I told you I'd k*ll you.