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: This is your mother's room. It has not been opened since the day she left here in 1916. You see. Nothing has been touched. Mata Bond
: It's a wild room! Hey, what an enormous bed! Polo
: The German army was very large in those days.
: [Mata just arrived at International Mother's Help
] Who are you? What do you want? Mata Bond
: I'm here to enroll as a student. Frau Hoffner
: What are you qualifications, hmmmm? Mata Bond
: I am the daughter of Mata Hari. Polo
: Mata Hari! Frau Hoffner
: You are a liar. Mata Bond
: Am I? What about this, then?
[She takes off her coat to reveal a belly-dancing outfit
: [struggling up the stairs
] My battery needs recharging. Mata Bond
: Maybe your head needs examining. Polo
: No, I had that examined last week.
: You're so like your mother, you're driving me insane. Mata Bond
: Well, you haven't got far to go. Polo
: Come to me. Come to me, my little Mata. Come to me. Come!
[He falls off the bed, Mata opens the door
] Mata Bond
: About time you were back in your box, innit? Polo
: You must forgive me. I lose control of myself. I'm a mad fool. Mad. Mata Bond
: You want an argument?
: The Mata Hari School of Dancing is the only truly international school of espionage in the world. Polo
: In the world. Frau Hoffner
: There is no political prejudice here. Polo
: Prejudice. Frau Hoffner
: We train Russian spies for America. Polo
: America. Frau Hoffner
: And American spies for Russia. Mata Bond
: Very democratic. Frau Hoffner
: *Very* democratic.
: Who is Le Chiffre? Polo
: Nobody knows, not even Le Chiffre.
: You must forgive me, I lose control of myself. I'm a mad fool. Mad. Mata Bond
: You want an argument? Polo
: Remember, forget everything I tell you. Mata Bond
: My lips are sealed. Polo
: Lips! Those lips that... Mata Bond
: Run. Run along, son.