The restoration was carried out in 2000
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based on the camera negative for distribution in Germany
and an export negative from the Bundesarchiv-Filmarchiv in Berlin.
This version follows a reconstruction by the Filmmuseum München from 1991.
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<i>DR MABUSE, THE GAMBLER.</i>
After the novel published in the Berliner Illustrierten Zeitung by Norbert Jacques.
Scenario: Thea von Harbou.
Direction: Fritz Lang.
Collaborators:
Production Design: Otto Hunte and Stahl-Urach.
Director of Photography: Carl Hoffmann.
The wardrobes of the principal actresses were designed by Vally Reinecke
in the fashion studios of Flatow-Schédler and Mossner.
The principal cast and their support:
Dr Mabuse: Rudolf Klein-Rogge
Cara Carozza, the Dancer: Aud Egede Nissen
Countess Dusy Told: Gertrude Welker
Count Told: Alfred Abel
State Prosecutor von Wenk: Bernhard Goetzke
Edgar Hull: Paul Richter Spoerri: Robert Forster-Larrinaga
Georg: Hans Adalbert von Schlettow Pesch: Georg John
Hawasch: Karl Huszar Fine: Grete Berger
Karsten: Julius Falkenstein
The Russian: Lydia Potechina
Emil Schramm: Julius Herrmann
PART ONE: THE GREAT GAMBLER. AN IMAGE OF THE TIME.
FIRST ACT.
How he spends his days...
You've taken cocaine again, Spoerri! You know I don't tolerate that!
If I see you in this state one more time, I'll drive you out like a dog!
If you drive me out... then I'll put a bullet through my head - !
<i>COMMERCIAL CONTRACT</i>
1kg platinum for 3 million Salvarsan,
160,000 bales of cotton for the 1st of March
to France via Switzerland, notified...
Banknotes, Spoerri...!
You're late again by 10 minutes...
You're not to be late when you're in my service...
You'd better be careful, Pesch - !
Calm yourself, sir; you may travel on with my car.
Make sure that the special announcements burst
into the stock exchange at just the right moment.
Half an hour later, the briefcase with the contracts must be "discovered".
Is that understood?
I'm not doing this anymore - running around at 200km!
It's modern cannibalism!
Why not go your own way then, my boy?
Yes, yes, dear friend... if only there were no elimination committee - what?!
You've only just bothered getting home, you filthy pig - ?
Blind - !
For as long as the European currencies keep falling, only make dollar notes!
The special announcement.
<i>Special Announcement.</i>
<i>Courier Robbed!</i>
<i>Important Secret Contracts Stolen!</i>
<i>The Dutch courier that was supposed to bring the secret trade contract</i>
<i>between Holland and Switzerland to Geneva</i>
<i>was discovered in the non-stop train robbed and dazed.</i>
<i>The briefcase containing the secret contract is missing.</i>
<i>There is no clue as to the whereabouts of the person responsible.</i>
<i>It's feared that Switzerland may step back from the contract</i>
<i>should the contents become public knowledge -</i>
<i>which would result in the Dutch coffee and cocoa concerns</i>
<i>directly involved in the contract virtually facing disaster.</i>
Sternberg sells - !? Then there's something fishy about all of this!
Bear-market! !!
I buy - !
<i>Special Announcement.</i>
<i>Courier Robbed!</i>
<i>Important Secret Contracts Stolen!</i>
<i>The Dutch courier that was supposed to bring the secret trade contract</i>
<i>between Holland and Switzerland to Geneva</i>
<i>was discovered in the non-stop train robbed and dazed.</i>
<i>The briefcase containing the secret contract is missing.</i>
<i>There is no clue as to the whereabouts of the person responsible.</i>
<i>It's feared that Switzerland may step back from the contract</i>
<i>should the contents become public knowledge -</i>
<i>which would result in the Dutch coffee and cocoa concerns</i>
<i>directly involved in the contract virtually facing disaster.</i>
The briefcase with the Dutch-Swiss trade contract -
has been found by a rail attendant! The secret contract...
The contract has been delivered unscathed to the Swiss Consulate!!!
<i>Swiss secret contract delivered unscathed to consulate.</i>
<i>No reason whatsoever to panic. Details to follow.</i>
Bull-market!!!
I sell - !
Market close - !!
END OF THE FIRST ACT.
SECOND ACT.
How he spends his nights...
<i>Philharmonic: Scientif. Lectures: Series IV</i>
<i>Today: 3rd Lecture by Psychoanalyst Professor Dr Mabuse:</i>
<i>Psychoanalysis as a Factor of Modern Medicine</i>
<i>Beginning of lecture: 8 o'clock. Guests are welcome.</i>
<i>Association for Psychoanalytical Research.</i>
If I succeed in establishing contact between physician and patient
in a way that fully excludes third-party interference,
I'll be of the firm conviction that, in the future,
80% of all nervous disorders can be healed through psychoanalysis...
Once your tumultuous applause has come to a halt,
allow me, ladies and gentlemen,
to announce the sensation of the Folies Bergéres:
Miss Cara Carozza - !!!
There's been a box reserved for me by the Hotel Excelsior.
<i>Box 3, Seat 2 -</i>
<i>Edgar Hull, only son of the industrialist Paul Hull -</i>
<i>90 million - member of the "17 + 4" Club.</i>
Don't mind me, kids, I'm going home!
I can't take this headache any longer!
Good evening, Mr Hull!
You don't know me - ?!
Come now! You do know me, Mr Hull -!
You wanted to go into the club, Mr Hull - ? May I join you - ?
The "17 Plus 4" Club...
<i>Hotel Excelsior Room 111 reserved for you.</i>
<i>You'll find further instructions there.</i>
Hull is losing like mad...
One Mr Balling holds the bank.
...the gentleman plays with the cards provided by the club itself...
I would recommend, Mr Hull, that you stop playing for today...
Allow me to express my embarrassment as a guest of your club
for Mr Hull's situation,
and permit me to hold the bank for a few more rounds!
Gentlemen, it is five o'clock... I think it's time to finish...
I've lost again...
You'll have to be content until tomorrow afternoon
with 20,000 marks and a promissory note of 150,000 marks.
Might I ask your address?
I gambled... I lost... to whom, by the way - ?
To your friend! !
Friend? - What friend!? - That was the first time I saw the man!
Who brought him into the club, anyway - ?
I think you've had too much to drink, Hull!
First you play va banque despite your bad luck,
and at the end
you claim not even to know the man you yourself brought along - !!
You play va banque...
hold the best cards in your hand - and throw them away??!
What's happening to me - ?!
END OF THE SECOND ACT.
THIRD ACT.
Excuse me, I must have taken the wrong door... I wanted Room 112...
So Mr Balling gave me a false room number.
My name is Balling... Hugo Balling...
Did you write this - ?
Then I don't owe you 150,000 marks from gambling, either?
The room next door.
What you can't load off onto a man - load off onto a woman!
9th November - Thursday
27th November - Monday
<i>State Prosecutor von Wenk</i>
Medias in res, Mr Hull:
I've come to inform you that from today forward
you're under the direct protection of the police!
For about six weeks,
the authorities have been receiving complaints
concerning malicious gamblers.
In none of these cases could cheating be proved.
But their luck at cards is so unbelievable
that it's impossible for things here to be on the up-and-up...
It's always someone different...
one time, a young gent; one time, an honourable bourgeois;
today, a blond American; tomorrow, a dark-haired Russian...
always someone different...
Maybe - it's one person as well...
Your experience with this mysterious Mr Bailing,
which Karsten told me about,
caused me to turn to you with the request for your support.
We don't know why "Mr Balling" has, for now, renounced his 150,000 marks.
Perhaps a precautionary measure - or maybe just a whim.
Am I really no more to you - than just a means to the end...?
You were supposed to be with Hull for ten minutes already!
I am convinced he'll present you with your promissory note
just when you expect it the least -
at which point you should bring me a lead!
One more thing, Mr Hull:
I might request that you handle my visit as a strictly private matter,
as far as anyone else is concerned...
<i>State Prosecutor von Wenk</i>
Here shee cahms - !!!
<i>State Prosecutor von Wenk</i>
What have you got of late for keeping dangerous acquaintances?
<i>State Prosecutor von Wenk</i>
He'd like me to introduce him into a few gambling clubs.
Gardi, don't do anything stupid!
Don't get us into a pickle with your state prosecutor!
Emil Schramm, the proprietor...
(Trade has a golden bottom!)
It will be a pleasure for me to introduce you,
but you'll have to do it without using your name - which nobody knows...
In gamblers' circles, they call her "the Inactive One,"
as she herself never gambles.
Most gracious madame,
permit me to introduce you to Mr von Wenk -
the most enchanted admirer of your beauty...
Gentlemen, who shall take over the bank?
How does a woman like you come into this kind of company? -
Among racketeers, gamblers and prostitutes?...
We have weary blood, Mr von Wenk!
We need sensations of an altogether peculiar kind
to be able to endure life!
In any case, why aren't you playing?
I prefer to observe the passions brought on by the game in the faces of others,
without getting in too close contact with the players...
Will you take - ?
Cost 50,000 dollars at Tiffany in New York - !
Against the bank - !!!
Will you take - ?
A four...
You want to do character-studies?
Then look at the Russian... When she loses, she's marvellous!
I only had a 3...
I wanted to buy - but I couldn't! -
He looked at me with his evil eyes, - like a devil!!!
Yes... he had evil eyes - like a beast of prey..
At the game, no-one looks like a saint!!
If you're as much a gentleman as I take you to be,
then provide me the opportunity to leave the room unnoticed immediately!
What is that supposed to meanl?
Is a Mr Hull here?
<i>Edgar Hull - Acknowledge to Mr Bailing 150,000 marks</i>
<i>- hundred-fifty-thousand.</i>
<i>To be paid until 21st November, 4 o'clock. E. Hull.</i>
You are warned!
It is my business alone that I do not collect the 150,000 marks.
A GAMBLE IS A GAMBLE!
A matter between you and me,
and no business of any state prosecutor!
END OF THE THIRD ACT.
FOURTH ACT.
The next morning.
You were sitting next to him - and you didn't recognise him!!
Don't you seel? Who Schramm's young blond man is...??
Your "Mr Balling", your distinguished old gentleman!
We're doing everything to protect you.
But don't make a move without notifying me...
One more thing, Mr Hull:
don't be too confiding in Miss Cara Carozza...
Dear Hull, even the most charming woman
makes a poor keeper of interesting secrets!
<i>State Prosecutor von Wenk</i>
Masked as a gambling-mad racketeer in the secret gambling clubs,
I'm going to try to lure the "mystery man" onto my trail -
and you should assist me in this!
Please go to Carozza immediately
and get me a list of the secret gambling clubs,
which I'll then visit each evening!
<i>Very dear Mr von Wenk!</i>
<i>As I take it I have to explain some things to you,</i>
<i>and as I do not want you to take me for a woman</i>
<i>seeking trivial adventures in gambling clubs,</i>
<i>I would like to ask you to take tea with me this afternoon</i>
<i>at my house at five o'clock.</i>
<i>Respectfully yours, Dusy Countess Told</i>
Please don't hold me responsible for what you see here, Mr von Wenk!
It's my husband's hobbyhorse!
<i>Hhank you...</i>
You spared me an awkward dispute -
and spared my husband the bitter discovery that his wife seeks respite
in nightclubs and gambling dens from the dead atmosphere of his home.
I need life, the strong breath of the unusual - sensation - adventure...
but I'm afraid all of that is extinct...!
You're incorrect, Countess... There's still adventure -
and I am, at the moment, in the middle of one of the most interesting sorts!
Would you care to take part in this with me?
The man, the enemy I'm persecuting... I don't know who he is...
I only know that he's <i>there.</i>
I want to warn you...
For the first time in my life, I'm really worried about you...!
Watch out for Wenk - !
Bring me convincing proof of the existence of your "mystery man",
and I'll prepare to become your ally in the fight against him!
You gamble with money, - with people, - with destinies...
And, most harrowingly, with yourself...!
<i>Good luck! -Karsten</i>
The third evening...
<i>Fashion Shop / Password: Blue Fox Wine Tavern / Password: Smuggle</i>
<i>Café / Password: Marble Palais Andalusia / Password: Pineapple</i>
<i>Bar / Password: Venus Café / Password: Cherry</i>
<i>Dancehall / Password: Ace Hearts</i>
Pineapple...
Cocaine or cards - ?
Cards...
Those are Chinese glasses, aren't they...
Yes, - from TSI-NAN-FU - !!
Your take - !!!
Your take - !!!
N0-!
YOUR TAKE!!!
No-!!!
Wasn't that the gentleman from Room 340...?
No, sir! It was the Dutch professor from Room 321.
I'd like to speak to the manager!
Who lives in 321.
He lives by himself?
How can it be, then, that...
Please call your hotel detective!
Taken off...
Who's left the hotel in the last ten minutes?
Only the office manager!
Me? - I was holed up in the office till now!
I think you can feel free to let Room 321 to someone else!
END OF THE FOURTH ACT.
FIFTH ACT.
Coming to...
I summoned Hawasch and Spoerri to be here at six o'clock...
Why aren't they here yet - !?
This goes back to the state prosecutor.. I'm no vulture...!
<i>State Prosecutor NORBERT VON WENK is authorised</i>
<i>to carry out arrests at any time,</i>
<i>and to request any assistance from the police</i>
<i>and from government representatives, state authorities,</i>
<i>and public transport clerks.</i>
<i>His orders must be strictly obeyed. - Wogenbruch</i>
Get Carozza in here - !
Well, you can congratulate yourselves...
<i>Wine Tavern / Password: Smuggle</i>
<i>Café / Password: Marble</i>
<i>Palais Andalusia / Password: Pineapple</i>
You bloodhound, you goddamned bloodhound!
You still want to rebel, you scoundrel - ?!
What do I pay you for if at the first opportunity you wilt like a flower
and let the state prosecutor escape...?!?!
We have to get rid of Hull -! And above all - Wenk - !
Georg will do it... both of you will help... Carozza will set it up...!
State prosecutor, sir, half an hour ago a chauffeur brought a parcel for you!
I just dropped in for a moment, Gardi,
to tell you that a fabulous new spot will be opening tonight.
We really have to go there!
<i>Tonight, opening of the Petit Casino, Haydn-Strasse ll, password: Mirabeau.</i>
<i>Be there punctually at ll o'clock with Hull.</i>
<i>Make sure that Wenk is not with you! - B.</i>
<i>Tonight, opening of the Petit Casino, Haydn-Strasse ll, password: Mirabeau.</i>
<i>Be there punctually at ll o'clock with Hull.</i>
<i>Make sure that Wenk is not with you! -B.</i>
<i>Thursday, Police HQ, Monday, Lecture Haydnstrasse ll</i>
Anyway go there with Carozza,
but behave as innocently as possible so she doesn't suspect anything.
There won't be any danger on your part, - I'll be there for you!
The countess is very sorry that she cannot receive the state prosecutor,
but the master and mistress are invited to a spiritualist sitting this evening...
Haydnstrasse 11...
You seem to have the "Open sesame!" for all secret doors, Mr State Prosecutor!
Ladies and gentlemen!
I have the honour and the great pleasure to officially open the Petit Casino
in your highly esteemed presence!
The Petit Casino has taken on the task of meeting
even your most demanding requirements in every respect.
Here in our highly modern environment and attire,
you should feel returned to the golden age,
where there was only one motto: "Whatever pleases you is permitted!"...
The other world...
Most gracious countess, you shall be rewarded for your patience
with an extraordinarily interesting acquaintance!
To begin our séance
we only await the appearance of one of our best-known psychoanalysts,
who is very interested in the occult sciences!
Ladies and gentlemen!
I have now acquainted you
with the invaluable inner and outer amenities of the Petit Casino...
But what will happen should the police seek to interfere
with our private matters and disrupt the game - ??? In that instance...
She accomplishes absolutely nothing!
Now, ladies and gentlemen, you're familiar with everything...
<i>Let the games begin!</i>
There's a strange element among us!
I'm afraid, ladies and gentlemen, the troublemaker is me!
Don't let me disturb you, ladies and gentlemen,
it will be a great pleasure for me to keep the countess company!
Why shouldn't the table move? - Discretion is the better part of valour - !
I'm afraid there's absolutely nothing in the world
that could hold my interest for any amount of time...
Everything you can see from the car, the theatre box, the window
is on one hand repulsive, on another uninteresting... At the very least it's boring!
You're right, countess - nothing in the world is interesting for any amount of time!
<i>- Except for one thing...</i>
Gambling with people and people's fates!
Take care that Carozza doesn't realise I'm leaving,
- I'll phone the next police station and have the whole party arrested.
But under no circumstance should you leave Hull unattended!
I've asked Dr Mabuse to do us the pleasure
of joining us on Thursday evening...
Where could Wenk be?
Kids, the whole matter's getting uncomfortable!
Eventually that state prosecutor will put the police at our throats,
and we'll be in quite a jam!
The cars are parked in the side street...
The woman...! Arrest the woman - !!
END OF THE FIFTH ACT.
SIXTH ACT.
Should we do something to free Carozza?
What do I care now about Carozza?! She'd be better looking out for herself!
You don't know how much you're putting at stake, state prosecutor sir,
by keeping me locked up!
I give you one more week for Wenk
in which you can work in complete safety,
- but not a minute longer...
<i>I want him gone - !!!</i>
Would it be terribly rude if I... tell this Dr Mabuse not to come...?
I can't really explain it!
I know neither why I invited him,
nor why I'd like to renounce the invitation... I...
State Prosecutor von Wenk wishes to know
whether the countess will receive him!
In one hour I wish to have an exact plan of the Told's estate in my hands.
You assured me recently of your assistance,
- I'm here today to take you up on the offer.
The woman... That woman... - !
You must voluntarily let us take you to prison with Carozza,
as though you too had been arrested in a gambling club,
- and I'm convinced you'll succeed where we men failed:
in getting Carozza to open her mouth!
Consider the fact that we're going to get on the trail
of one of the most dangerous criminals of all time,
and that you'd therefore practically be fulfilling an ethical duty!
What - ?!! He's in the round room? Where Carozza was living - ?!
This room must be readied immediately, Spoerri!
This evening, then - at police headquarters!
That evening...
Miss Carozza, - what a coincidence!!!
Just imagine - I was arrested! At Schramm's!
Then they dragged me over here.
I'm embarrassed, - I'm beside myself - !
What am I doing here - ? Excellent question!
- Are you voluntarily here, perhaps - !?!
I heard you were mentioned in connection with that gruesome murder!
Ridiculous - !
How can someone think of anything so absurd?!
Did you happen to be in the vicinity when the murder occurred...?!
Aren't you at all <i>ashamed -</i> ?
The state prosecutor is stumped!
And now he hopes to get some help from me - !
From me, someone more pitiful and alone than a stray dog - !
He didn't leave you of his own free will, though...
He's dead, when it comes right down to it...!
Who - is dead - ??!
What should <i>he</i> die of? <i>He</i> can only destroy himself...
Of whom - are you speaking?
Who he is - nobody knows!
He's here! He's alive!
He lives above the city - big as a tower -
He's damnation and salvation! He's the greatest man alive!
And he loved me!
Does that exist in the world?
And now ask yourself what in the world could compel me
to betray this singular man to you pitiful creatures - !!!
Forgive me, Miss Carozza... I didn't know... that you love him...
<i>Dearest Mr von Wenk!</i>
<i>When I agreed to rat out Carozza in prison under false pretences</i>
<i>I believed I was finding the paid lackey of a terrible criminal.</i>
<i>But what I ended up finding was a loving woman</i>
<i>whose simple and unquestioning feelings made me ashamed</i>
<i>for acting in such a miserable and calculating manner.</i>
<i>I am not a suitable ally for you.</i>
<i>Forgive me if I am compelled to disappoint you -</i>
<i>- yours, Dusy Countess Told</i>
The great game...
How do you stand on Expressionism, Doctor?
Expressionism is just playing-about... But why not play about? -
Everything's just playing-about these days - !
As everything's just playing-about, doctor,
I hope you don't mind if we head over to the poker-table just now...
Your husband has some luck with gambling!
Curious.. My husband usually never gambles...!
I learned about something which I never thought existed in the world,
- and which seems to me more valuable, and poignant,
than even the strongest sensation...!
Love...
There's no love, - there's only desire! -
There's no luck, - there's only the will to power!
Told's got downright unbelievable luck - !
Should I give you proof of the power of the will?
Cheater - !!
All mine - !!!
END OF PART ONE.
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