All language subtitles for 03 The Man who laughs (1971)

THE MAN WHO LAUGHTERS

THIRD EPISODE: BY
ORDER OF THE KING

In England, under King William of Orange, ..

.. a wandering philosopher and physician named Ursus, ..

...who wanders around the country with his companion, the Homo wolf.

Ursus harbored the boy Gwynplaine, in whose face,..

...has a terrible, eternally disfigured smile on Comprachikos, ..

...and blind girl Dea.

16 years have passed.

Ursus' wagon overturned Green-box - ..

... a true theater on wheels, ..

...where Ursus, Gwynplaine, Deai and the Homo wolf put on the show.

Ursus, as before,..

... tells people about the unhappy poor, about the rich and lucky.

The highlight of her show is Gwynplaine, widely known among the public...

... nicknamed "The Man Who Laughs".

Gwynplaine and Dea haven't been apart since the day Gwynplaine...

... one rainy night, I found a little Deyu near her dead mother.

They fell in love.

And so the Green Box arrived in London.

The troop settled in the courtyard of the Southwark Tedcaster Hotel.

One night during a performance...

... Gwinplen felt a stranger's gaze on himself...

... a beautiful woman who fascinated him.

In the crowd of spectators, sailor Tom-Jim-Jack, a cheerful guy, stands out..

... an ardent fan of strolling artists.

This is actually a Lord David Dirry-Moyer in disguise,..

...which could become a pair from England,..

..if he does the king's will and marries his illegitimate daughter...

... the Duchess of Josiane, half-sister of Queen Anne.

But you and the Duchess are in no hurry to get married.

Lord David Dirry-Moir along with other London hangers...

... leads a fun lifestyle - likes to drink, play cards, have fun.

As for the Duchess of Josiana,..

...so she is a virgin, though far from chaste.

She could love Lord David Dirry-Moir,..

...but the mere thought of marriage is disgusting to her.

Barkilfedro, confidant of the Duchess of Josiana, ..

...Lord David Derry-Moyer and Queen Anne at the same time..

...he spies on each of his customers...

...and informs Queen Anne about everything.

Barkilfedro is waiting backstage.

One night, a servant of the Duchess of Josiana...

...sends Gwynplaine a letter from his mistress...

...and tells him to be at London Bridge the next day.

Gwynplaine reads a letter: "You're ugly, I'm a beauty.

You're a clown, I'm the duchess, I'm first, you're last.

I want you... I love you... Come on. "

On the evening of the same day, a person enters the Green-box.

... that Ursus had long feared as a wand-wielder.

This is an English policeman,..

... that you must humbly follow without asking questions.

He touches Gwynplaine's dick.

Come closer

Closer.

Very close

You're standing before the Surrey County Sheriff.

Obedience to His Majesty.

That man who is chained,

One who refuses to answer the magistrate.

The law so provided.

For similar cases, the English

enjoyed the right to
influence a criminal,

resorting to the dungeon, the gallows and chains.

The law requires me to authentically inform you.

He was brought underground,
stripped of his robes, laid

naked and on his back,
his four limbs outstretched.

and bound to the four pillars of the law,

an iron plate was
placed upon its belly, as

many stones were
placed as it could bear.

"And more," says the law.

4 days have passed since then.

Now, if you continue to not
respond, you will be left here to die.

No one will come to see him, even
if blood comes out of every orifice.

If he renounces his execrable silence
and confesses, he will only be hanged.

Doctor, give me your diagnosis.

Still listening.

Are you seeing?

You can see.

O wretch, speak!

The law begs him before exterminating him.

The time for confrontation has come.

obey.

Turn your head, open your eyes and say if you recognize this person?

It's him! yea! It's him!

It's him!

- Clerk write it down.
- No, no, don't write it down.

Is not true.

It's not me.

He can't know me, since I don't know him.

I'm innocent of anything they can say.

I want to go.

It's not me... I'm in plain sight.

I am "the man who laughs".

You are Mr Fermain Clancharlie, Baron Clancharlie and Hunkervile,

Marquis de Corleone in Sicily, Peer of England.

I do not know who you are

But tell them to let me go.

I beg... They are waiting for me.

We have an idea today.

I'm a poor comedian.

You have a million annual income.

My lord, may your lordship deign to be seated.

In the name of father and son and holy spirit, January 29, 1690.

It was abandoned on the deserted coast of Portland,
intending to let it perish from hunger, from cold,

a ten-year-old boy,

in this deserted place.

This boy was sold at
the age of two by order

of his most gracious
majesty, King James II.

The child was paid 10 pounds.

That boy is Fermain Clancharlie

.only legitimate child of Lord Clancharlie, a peer of the Kingdom of England,

who died in exile
in Switzerland and

Ann Bradshaw,
his wife, deceased.

This boy is heir to his father's estate and titles.

This two year old child was purchased by me, the undersigned,

and mutilated and disfigured by
a Flemish named Hardquanonne,

Who is the only one who holds the secrets and processes.

He ignores who he is.

It goes by the name of Gwynplaine.

Well then, we swore to secrecy from the king, but not from God.

Tonight at sea, at the mercy of a severe storm,

in full desperation, we make this declaration

and we entrust it to the raging sea to use it well

in obedience to God. And we signed.

Here are the signatures.

I swore to keep it a secret

and kept it as long as I could.

Well, it's him.

We made it to two, the king and myself.

The king, by his will; me, for my art.

Now, laugh forever.

laugh.

He laughed, it killed him.

Record in protocol: Hardquanonne is dead.

This one now, wake me up.

I just woke him up for real.

You have been asleep for 25 years.

He's dreaming that his name is Gwynplaine, and he needs to get out of it.

Indeed, you are the Lord of the United Kingdom of Great Britain,

... you are like princes
and like emperors,

whose head is double crowned and

will marry a duchess, daughter of a king.

He is dead

Dead.

They killed Gwynplaine... my son.

Where is Gwinplaine?

Only one policeman brought Gwinplaine's clothes

and he left without saying a word.

They killed him.

Gwynplen died.

Ended.

It's all over.

She will wake up to die.

smile.

We're not going to kill her right away.

I think she sleeps too long.

It must be time for the performance.

Fibi! Wines! Come dress me.

Well what are you waiting for?

Quick, the presentation will begin.

Dea, you look beautiful today like an angel.

Dea, an angel! You're crazy, Gwynplaine. The only mammal that flies is the bat.

Of all that live on earth, only birds have wings.

Listen, Gwynplaine, go let homo. It will be wiser.

Homo, in my opinion, we now have a great presentation.

Live, live. Live.

Here, take everything I have.

And now jump, dance, beat, howl, howl, laugh for four,..

or even by hundreds.

I pay you too, Master Nicless.

But I beg you, scream, scream, portray the crowd.

Well music, yes, louder.

Somehow noisy today.

The audience dragged along in wonder, the most despicable.

- Why aren't we starting?
- I'm not ready yet.

For the first time, I forgive, but so that from now on it won't be anymore.

Hey you clowns, what are you waiting for?

We are at your service at any time, gracious sovereign.

Am I the gracious sovereign? ... But I'm a brewer.

This is not prohibited by law, at least in France.

Where will my wife sit?

What kind of question?

Uncle Vigus, cross this crowd and bring an empty barrel...

... under the herring, by my lady.

Won't your monster scare my baby?

-How old is he?
- He hasn't been born yet.

His son, madam, will be born with a smile on his face,..

... What could be better.

Really, Gwynplen?

I love children, they are never afraid of me.

Are you going to start or not?

Get your money back or get started.

We will start in a few seconds, dear sirs.

What is impatient today.

It seems to me that the owner of a nearby circus wants to fight with us.

I know he wants to buy us, like we're for sale.

If I don't like it, I turn everything upside down.

This is someone's intrigue, take your time.

Now you, Dea.

Now! Cry!

From the verb comes reason.
From light comes sound.

The dawn sings Hallali

It is necessary to go to the
skies and you cry, laughing.

Break the yoke! Abandon,
monster, your black shell

Oh! comes! love!

you are the soul,
I am the heart.

Oh! comes! love!

you are the soul,
I am the heart.

You see, we managed to buy time.

You can't kill Dea prematurely.

Sooner or later she'll find out anyway.

Ursus, where is Gwynplaine?

I know... he disappeared.

I knew he had wings.

When will I go after him?

Soon, Dad, right?

Coming soon?

Where I am

You are home, my lord.

Please remember, Your Grace,..

...that's partly thanks to me.

It is I, a modest officer of the Admiralty, who has revealed...

... a Hardquanon balloon in which your destiny swam for 25 years at the behest of the waves.

I'm not asking for anything.

The restoration of the lord to his legal rights...

... one reward is enough for me.

- On my legal rights? "Undisputed, my lord."

They are given to you by the Lord twice.

First, by birth...

... secondly, they are sent to you by providence itself with my help.

But these... these rights...

... what do they give me?

You are vested with all rights except the right to mint coins.

This is the king's privilege.

I prepared a list of your villages...

... with thousands of peasants living there, their peasants,...

... a list of your vassals,...

... of your right to decide important and minor matters, of your family ties, ..

... its huge profits from trade, various factories, ..

...as well as kingdom taxes.

Forgive me, Your Grace, this is a very long list.

There are two thousand guineas in this coffin..

...that Her Majesty, the most gracious queen, ..

... sends you to your first expenses.

I'm taking this box to my father at the Tedcaster Hotel.

That's impossible, my lord... I assume it.

You need to prepare for tomorrow.

prepare? .. Because?

England's nobility want to see you in their ranks as soon as possible.

Tomorrow you will enter the House of Lords as a full member.

Do you have a wolf?

This is a pet.

Your pet will be taken and killed,..

...if you don't leave England tomorrow.

- and if not?
- You will be sent to prison.

So today I need to leave England...

This is impossible. - There's nothing easier...

Tonight, several ships set sail for Rotterdam.

Where to get such a ship, ..

... so that it fits in the Green-box with the horses, Gypsies.

The owner of a nearby circus is ready to buy you a van and a wolf and your blind man.

If I leave, I'll take everything with me.

But I cannot leave my friend, my son Gwynplaine.

Gwynplaine died... He died.

Take it.

An unknown person sends two guineas.

You have luck.

So it's true, Gwynplaine died...

...really dead.

Don't look at me like a dead fish, dear friend.

Rejoice with all your heart.

An unprecedented act is performed before your eyes...

... in this world is comedy.

What happens cannot be.

Before you are a happy man, immensely happy.

My triumphant heart radiates noble hatred.

It didn't, no.

He can't wait to enjoy the torment..

...that are waiting for those under whom I dig.

Now I'm going to see how they will move on a hot grill.

I'm breathing fire.

I hear soft skin bursting as Josiana's white body snaps.

I see how the liver of the noble Lord David is filled with rage.

You thought you could humiliate Barkilphedro with impunity.

The ocean itself came to their aid.

Devil, give me strength not to die of pleasure..

... when I see Duchess Josiana, that magnificent goddess, ..

... this virgin with the eyes of a slut, her noble breasts, ..

... worthy of hands softer than velvet, this flower of flesh, ..

... the queen's daughter soldered forever by Gwynplaine.

See, don't you dare deny it.

You looked at Josiana's lips, ..

...they are always a little wet with voluptuousness...

... and Lord David never touched them with his lips.

So thanks to Barkilphedro,..

..to those lips cling to her vile mouth "The man who laughs."

The monster's fangs close in on the duchess's pearl teeth.

Never "The Man Who Laughs" laughed the way I did,..

...when I combine beauty and the beast.

It was I, Barkilphedro, who made this wonderful marriage.

Thanks to me, Lord David Dirry-Moyer...

... will be thrown from your throne into a trash can.

The queen is thrilled.

She doesn't know how to thank me.

Just think, I should have just made one gesture -..

... Burn a piece of paper, and everything would be in order,...

... in an order that suits them well ..

... when they are surrounded by a golden glow, and I emit bile at night.

I defied fate and today I am at the height of happiness.

For the upcoming ball at Lady Clencharly's Royal Palace, ..

...if then she wouldn't die of shame and anger..

...she will come with this monster that no one can see without laughing.

Her humble servant kisses her hand, Lady Josiana Gwynplaine.

If you only knew how sweet it was to hate...

...and revel in your hate.

Waiting in vain.

Hour after hour passes, but I don't wake up.

But no, no, this is not a dream.

Fate avenged the child's suffering.

Rematch.

I was kidnapped, sold, abandoned,
deprived of my inheritance.

they turned me into a ridiculous disguise...

...but I am ascending from the abyss.

Rematch.

I'm on high... almost like kings.

I have palaces,

gardens,

hunts, forests, carriages,

I will make laws,

collections of fortunes and joys.

Now I can do anything.

Tramp Gwynplaine, who had no
right to pick a flower in the field.

he will be able to gather stars in the sky.

I was the last freak, and
now I am the noblest of lords.

Retribution.

Maybe I'm crazy?

But no, no, all this is a reality.

It's me, it's Lord Clancharlie.

The whole world belongs to me.

Rematch.

And Dea!

You will be my wife, Dea.

Dea, Dea.

dea.

Is anyone there??

Is there anyone?

Lord David? Are you already there?

What time is it then?

Are you Barkilphedro?

Yes, answer.

Why are you silent?

Get over here.

You're horrible, I'm beautiful...
You're histrionic, I'm a duchess.

I'm the first, you're the last...
I want you, I love you.

Come.

You read my letter, you read it yourself...
You can read it.

You're smart... You came.

You found out that I was
forced to leave London.

How did you find this out?

Imagine, Anna, that idiot, the queen, called me to Windsor.

But how did you manage to catch me?

No, better not say.

That's what it means to be a real man.

... for which there are no barriers.

His name is and he's coming.

You're so ugly... it feels like a miracle.

It's settled, you are my lover.

When I first saw you, I
immediately thought it was him.

You are the monster I dreamed of.

I believe in providence...
You should have become mine.

But fate must be helped,
which is why I wrote to you.

Just think, you are dressed like a noble.

Why not? ..
The comedian is worth the lord.

And who are the lords - the same clowns.

You are beautifully built...
you have a noble bearing.

how long have you been here?
.. Have you seen me naked?

Isn't it right, am I okay?
.. Oh, I love you.

No, don't say anything.

I don't like your voice.

A creature so extraordinary that you shouldn't speak but growl.

Your speech is like a song... it makes me sick.

The only thing I don't like about you is...

...everything about you is great.

You are magnificent... In India, you would become a god.

Were you born with this terrible laugh on your face?

No... that can't be.

You must be mutilated as punishment for something.

That's right?

I hope you've committed some kind of villainy.

I love you I love you

Come to me.

By your side, I feel humiliated.

Being a duchess is such a deadly bore.

I need contempt.

I can finally breathe freely...

... finally found a way out.

I throw away my greatness.

Losing all the advantages of my position,..

... means freeing yourself from all ties, ..

...break everything, challenge everything...

...do it your way - that's real life.

I live, I love you... Yes, I love you.

I love you because you're ugly because you're low..

...because you are a monster and a clown.

Having a lover of a despicable person is a special pleasure.

It means tasting the infernal fruit, tasting apples not from heaven.

... but hell - it's what I crave.

You're probably the devil, you're the lord I've been waiting for.

I knew that something extraordinary would happen to me.

You are exactly what I wanted.

I say a lot of things you probably don't understand.

No one has owned me yet.

I surrender to you immaculately.

No... be quiet.

You conquered the chasm that divided us.

How good.

Be still... Now be still.

Take me

You despise me, despised by all.

Humiliating ourselves in front of the humiliated is a pleasure.

Step on me with your feet, the stronger your love for me will be.

You don't even suspect how depraved I am, Gwynplaine.

Wolf for everyone, for you I will become a dog.

As everyone will be surprised.

There's nothing better than surprising fools.

We're made for each other, Gwynplaine.

You are a monster face, I am a monster soul.

You help me to look inside myself.

Look how I look like you, your face is my soul.

Didn't suspect it was so terrible.

I'm a monster

Gwynplaine... you finally got rid of my boredom.

You want to see the crazy ones, she's in front of you, Gwynplaine.

I'm happy, I'm on top of happiness...

... I want everyone to know how low I've fallen.

Gwynplaine, I love you.

You dreamed of me every night, every night.

Do what you want with me, Gwynplaine.

You give me, pay me for love..

... treat me like a corrupt creature.

I love you... I love you, I love you.

What is it?

Probably a letter from the queen.

Did I ever tell you she's my sister?

By what right does this bother us?

"We send and express a wish to Lord Fermain Clancharlie, ..

... until this day called Gwynplaine, ..

... be her husband, and you will marry him..

It's our real pleasure.

Anne, queen. "

Then...

...since you are my husband...

... go away.

You have no right to stay here.

Here is my lover's place.

Well then... then I'm leaving.

You are my husband? .. Great.

I hate you

Gwynplene?

Tom-Jim-Jack?

How did you find yourself here, Gwybplaine?

How did you get here, Tom-Jim-Jack?

Well, yes, of course... Josiana's whim.

Figler, and even a freak - for her, a great temptation.

How could she resist?

How are you here, Gwynplaine?

And you too, Tom-Jim-Jack.

- Gwynplaine, what does this nobleman's attire mean?
- Tom-Jim-Jack., what does that officer's outfit mean?

- I don't answer questions, Gwynplaine.
- Neither do I, Tom-Jim-Jack.

- My name is not Tom-Jim-Jack.
- My name is not Gwynplaine.

- Gwynplaine, here, I'm in my house.
- I'm here at my house, Tom-Jim-Jack.

I forbid you to echo, you miserable bastard.

Scoundrel is you. You will give me satisfaction for this insult.

- In your tent, whenever you want Punch.
- Here, and with swords.

The sword is the weapon of the nobles.

I only fight an equal, I'm a rear admiral.

- And I'm England's peer.
- Why not the king?

By the way, you're right. A buffoon is all your roles.

I am England's peer and we will fight.

Gwynplaine, don't play games like that with someone who might ask you to flog you.

My name is Lord David Dirry-Moyer.

And my name is Lord Clancharlie.

That's a good one, Gwynplaine is Lord Clancharlie.

This is exactly the name that allows Josiana to possess.

Well then, whatever, I forgive you.

And do you know why? .. Because we are both her lovers.

You are her husbands, my lords.

Barkilphedro.

My lord, I am the knight with the black staff.

I come for your lordship,
as per her Grace's

orders, to take her rightful
place among the peers.

My lord Fermain Clancharlie and Hunkerville,.

I am the officer with the black baton,

First Officer of Her
Majesty's Presence Chamber.

I entrust your lordship to

Garter, King of Arms of England.

My lord Fermanin
Clancharlie, I am Garter,

England's first king-at-arms

I have sworn allegiance to the
king, peers and knights of the Garter.

I place myself at your lordship's orders.

My lord, I am Clarence,
England's second king-at-arms.

I place myself at your lordship's orders.

My lord, I am Norrov,
England's third king-at-arms.

I place myself at your lordship's orders.

My lord, we are the six Dukes of Arms of England.

- I'm York.
- I am Lancaster.

- I'm Richmond.
- I'm Chester.

- I'm Somerset.
- I'm Windsor.

So be it.

I give your honor the reception of your lordship.

Please follow me, my lord.

They will greet you. Your lordship
will only raise the brim of your hat.

Only the brim of the hat, my lord.

My lord, these are your equals.

You will return the greeting
as it will be given to you.

These nobles were named Lord-Chancellor

like your godparents.

It is they who will introduce you to the House of Lords

Charles Mildmai, Lord Fitzwalter, ..

sixth lord on the barons' bench..

August Arundel, Lord Arundel of Trerice...

thirty-eighth lord of the barons' bank.

Fermain Clancharlie, Baron
Clancharlie, Baron Hunkerville,

Marquis of Corleone in Sicily, Peer of the Kingdom,

salutes your lordships.

Lord Fermanin Clancharlie, we
strictly injure you, in the name of

the faith and fidelity you owe
us, to come and take your place.

among the prelates and peers who
sit in our parliament at Westminster,

in order to give opinion
and conscience, in

matters of the kingdom
and of the church.

Confirmation is given to the crown.

Lord Fermanin Clancharlie, Your Lordship Resignation

to transubstantiation, to the adoration of the saints and to the mass?

It's officially confirmed

His lordship rendered the abjuration.

My lord Fermanin Clancharlie, you may take the seat.

- So be it.
- So be it.

I will review your lordship in parliamentary robes.

Lord Fermanin Clancharlie, Baron Clancharlie,

Baron Hunkerville, Marquis of Corleone in Sicily,

be welcome

among his peers, the spiritual
and temporal lords of Britain.

My lords, since the deliberation
of the Chamber has for its

object, a few days ago an increase
of one hundred thousand pounds

the annual
provision of his royal

highness the prince,
his majesty's husband,

as the debate has been exhausted
and closed, let's go to the vote.

Each lord, upon being called
by his name, will rise and answer

happy or not happy

and he will be free to state

his reasons, if he thinks fit.

Clerk, start calling for the vote.

My Lord John, Baron Hervey

Happy.

My lord Francis Seymour, Baron Conway of Kilrulragh.

Happy.

My lord John Levesn, Baron Gower.

Happy.

My lord Heneage Finch, Baron Guernsey.

Happy.

My lord Charles Montague, Baron Halifax.

Happy.

Prince George has an endowment
as Her Majesty's husband;

he has another as Prince of Denmark
;; another as Duke of Cumberland

and another as Lord Admiral.of England and Ireland,

but he has no generalissimo.

It's an injustice.

It is necessary to put
an end to this disorder

in the interests of
the English people.

My lord Christof, Baron Barnard.

Happy.

My lord Fermain Clancharlie, Baron Clancharlie and Hunkerville.

Not content.

What is this man?
What does that mean?

Who introduced this man into the chamber?

From the abyss. I am misery.

Listen! Listen!

Look at me, don't be afraid.

It hurts me terribly,

but for a short time I will remove
the mask of laughter from my face,

to appeal to you, try to convince him.

My lords, you are on high.
Everything is fine.

It is necessary to believe that God has his reasons for this.

You have power, opulence,
joy, the sun at its zenith, authority

without limits, enjoyment without
sharing, enormous forgetfulness.

But beneath you there is something.

My lords, I come to give you news.
The human race exists.

My lords, you are the great and rich. It's dangerous.

I came to expose your happiness.

that is built on the
misfortune of others.

You own everything just because just because others are destitute.

Gentlemen, I plead a hopeless cause.

Did I predict this?

Yesterday I was a mummer;
today I sounded a lord.

Among the lords, my name
is Lord Fermain Chancharlie,

but my real name is poor man's name, Gwynplaine.

Some of you knew my father.

I didn't know him.

It is by his feudal side
that he concerns you, as

for me, I am linked to
him by his outlawed side.

At the time he died in exile,

the woman he loved gave herself to King Charles II.

I know what I'm talking about, gentlemen, lucky ones.

Poverty, that's where I grew up;

winter, it was in it that I shivered;

the hunger; I have experienced it;

the plague, I had them;

the shame, I drank it.

I hesitated before letting them
bring me to this place I am,

but this is not where my heart is.

Have mercy.

This fatal world of the world to which
you believe you belong you do not know.

So high, they are out of it;

and I will tell you what he is like.

Orphaned at the
mercy of fate, I made my

way into the obscurity
they call society.

And the first thing I saw was the law,

in the form of a gallows,

the second was his wealth.

His wealth is in the image of a woman who died of cold and hunger;

third, the future in the form of a dying child;

the fourth, was the good, the true and the just, in the figure of a wanderer

who had only a wolf for a companion and friend.

Bravo, Gwynplaine.

- Bravo, "The Man Who Laughs"!
- Bravo, muzzle of the Green-Box.

- There's one that amuses me!
- But he laughs very well, that animal!

- Good afternoon, jumping jack!
- Hail, clown lord!

- How did he vote?
- Not happy.

Now, there is no

doubt. With that face.

So they are insulting misery. Hush, peers from England.

I pity you gentlemen, you are in danger.

Don't laugh. Meditate.

Hearts are the same.
Humanity is but one heart.

Between the oppressors and the oppressed, the
only difference is where they are located.

Your feet step on heads, and it's not your fault.

Listen to me, I will tell you.

Since you are powerful, be brotherly;

once they are big, be docile.

If they only knew what I'm looking at.
Humankind is in the dungeon.

How many convicts are innocent.

Lack of light, lack of air; there is no hope;

and, what is more terrible, it is expected.

There are humans who live in death.

There are girls who have been involved in
prostitution since they were 8 years old.

and at the age of twenty
they end up in old age.

Do you know that? If they only knew what's going on,

none of you would dare to be happy.

In the mines, there are men who chew coal
to fill their stomachs and stave off hunger.

The exhaustion of the poor is terrible.
Unemployment is general.

In Penckride of Coventry,
whose cathedral has just been

endowed and whose bishop
has become rich, there are no huts,

dig holes in the ground to. to
lay the little children down, so

that instead of starting with the
cradle, they start with the grave.

I saw all these things.

are mistaken,

They increase the poverty of the poor to increase the wealth of the rich.

It should be the other way around.

Grace to the poor.

Be careful with the laws you enact.

Look at the feet.

Oh great, there are small ones.
Have compassion.

When night comes, no

one keeps his piece of day.

Know, the abyss is for everyone.

You are laughing

These men are happy.

It's good.

The mockery outrages the death rattle.

They are all-powerful. Possible.

So be it. We'll see.

I'm Lord Chancharlie, but I'm still Gwynplaine.

Coming down from the big ones and I belong to the little ones..

This society is false.

One day the true society will arrive.

There will be no more
lords, there will be free living.

What do these kneeling people mean?

What are you doing there? get up,

you are human.

Enough.

Let him continue.

- What are you saying, clown?
- I'm predicting.

What is this monster doing here?

What am I doing here?
I come to be terrible.

I'm a monster as they say.

No, I am the people.

You should be ashamed almighty.

You gentlemen take me as an exception!
I am the symbol.

Open your eyes. I embody everything.

I represent as their owners did.

The man is mutilated.

What they did to me, they did to mankind.

They deformed his law, justice,

truth, reason, intelligence.

They put a cesspool of anger and pain in his heart,

and on his face, a mask of protest.

The condemned argue the elect,

it's the people that are coming,

it is the end that is beginning.

London is a perpetual party. From one extreme
to the other, England is an acclamation.

But listen: you have
parties, it's my laughter.

You have public joys, that's my laugh.

You have weddings and
consecrations and coronations, I laugh.

Gentlemen are born of princes, is my laughter.

You have the thunder above you, it is my laughter.

I told you they were cowards.

Do you want me to take back my words? Well then.

You are idiots.

I am one of you enough
to tell you your truths.

He said a lot of crazy things,

I agree, but there
was a fair amount

of truth in these
craziness, believe me.

And so, my lords, I don't like
it when everyone attacks one.

I don't like your behavior.

I think it's beautiful to suddenly see that Gwynplaine has turned into Clancharlie.

The gentlemen laughed at that laughter.
One should not laugh at a disgrace

They have just behaved towards a new lord.

A monster, come on. But give it to the beasts.

I'd rather be him and not you.

I do not like them to be insolent,
I will punish them, my lords.

He is worth more than you.

As Chancharlie he has more
nobility than you gentlemen have; and,

like Gwynplaine, he has the spirit they don't.

I make your cause my

cause, your injury my injury.

Let's see which one of us will survive.

I challenge you to a mortal battle. Are you listening?

Weapon and method of death, I suggest you choose.

Thanks, but that only applies to me.

And you! Are you there!

I also had a word to say to you.

Just now you spoke
of a woman who, after

having loved Lord
Linnaeus Clancharlie,

loved King Charles II.

It is true.

- You insulted my mother.
- Your mother?

- We are brothers.

Yes, we are brothers and therefore we can fight.

A duel is possible only between equals.

Tomorrow we will fight to the death.

Bears.

Nickles.

dea. Bears.

dea.

- My lord, Gwynplaine is dead.
- I agree.

Fate does not open one door without closing another.

I agree.

Bears.

dea.

I perished.

Alone, alone, they didn't
hear me, I spoke to the deaf.

I come to give you news.
The human race exists.

Have pity on him.

I love you

dea. dea.

dea. dea.

I'm leaving.

May my brother David Dirry-Moir
take my place and be happy.

Fermain Clancharlie, Peer from England.

Homo.

Father, do not be distressed,
Gwynplaine is no longer with us.

It is now that I am blind.

I didn't know the night. Night is absence.

Don't be mad at me, Dad.

When Gwynplaine was with
me, it was very simple, I lived.

Now that Gwynplaine is gone, I die.

I'd like to stay, but I can't.

Either he must
return, or I must go.

Dying isn't scary at all, Dad.

We go to what are called
stars, we get married there.

and we don't leave each other anymore.

There is the good God.

Last year we were together, we were happy.

Do you remember the trees rustling with leaves, the birds were singing.

It would be better if we stayed in small towns.

Calm down, don't get a fever.

If you have a little friendship for
me, don't fuss, don't cause a fever.

Old as I am, I couldn't
bear your illness.

I love you very much Dad,

but I feel that I am not entirely with
you, although I am not yet with him.

Try to sleep.

We sailed to Holland, to Rotterdam.

This is a big city, there you will be treated.

I'm fine dad but you see? I feel like I'm going to die.

Don't you dare say such a thing.

What you doing?

Why are you getting up?

I beg you,

lie down!

My God, she's delusional.

Oh, how dark it is!

Dark!

For the first time in her life, she utters that word.

Night, go away. The dawn sings.

It is necessary to go to heaven...
... Come on, I want your black wrap!

Oh! comes ! Love! You
are the soul I am the heart.

You are the soul, I am the heart.

- Gwynplaine
- Alive.

- Gwynplaine, is that you?
- Yes it's me.

Dea, my daughter, my wife, my star, the breath.

I'm here and you in my arms.

We are together, we have nothing more to fear.

Nothing has changed, everything is as before.

Dea, you are too beautiful.

Tell me what happened?

So where is the Green-Box?

Robbed them, they expelled them.

I have to avenge them!
I will avenge her Dea!

You will have to deal with me.
I'm from England.

He didn't die, of course, but he'd be crazy.

Rest assured, Dea... I will take
my complaint to the House of Lords.

Go mad if you like, my

Gwynplaine. It's man's right.

As for me, I'm happy.

My life!

My sky!

- My love!
- All my happiness!

- Gwynplaine.
- God.

Gwynplaine, don't tell me I'm beautiful.

You who are beautiful.

Dea, I'm not dreaming.
It's yourself. It's possible?

Dea, what do you have?

Anything. I love you.

It's hard to breathe lying... It's hard to breathe with joy.

I understand what it is. I will die.

To die! Die, you! No, it cannot be.

You don't know what you're
saying, Dea! You will live.

I demand that you live.

You must obey me, I am your
husband, I forbid you to leave me.

My Gwynplaine, it's not my fault.

My love! Understand that I'm here.

I swear you will live. Die! But you don't
understand what will become of me after your death.

It's useless. My beloved, I see you do what you can.

An hour ago I wanted to die; now I don't want to.

Will you remember Green-Box and Dea?

Will you remember my song?

Not the sound of my voice
and the way I said, "I love you."

Gwynplane, you will remember me, won't you?

Hold me!

Come to me as soon as possible.
I will be very unhappy without you.

My sweet Gwynplaine.

Now! Cry!

From the verb comes reason.
From light to sound.

Night, go away

The dawn sings hallali.

You have to go to heaven...

... Come on, I want
your black wrap.

You are love I am heart