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MARIE ANTOINETTE HAS BEEN ON THE THRONE FOR TEN YEARS.

SHE HAS FULFILLED HER DUTY AND A MALE HEIR WAS BORN.

SHE HAS THE HEARTS OF THE SIMPLE FRENCH PEOPLE WON.

BUT POWERFUL ENEMIES GATHER IN VERSAILLES AND PARIS.

MARIE ANTOINETTE FACED A DEADLY FIGHT FOR YOUR REPUTATION BEFORE.

PARIS 1783. ONE OF THE COLDEST WINTER SINCE TIME IMmemorial.

There, another Snow Queen and you king! You see, there! Over there.

People build snow statues, to thank mom and dad.

Throughout France there are such snow statues.

But no snow princesses.

People like your parents, but probably not you.

Yolande just wants to tease you.

Slow down, coachman!

I think that’s wonderful. If we are kind to our subjects,

they are also kind to us.

Is that a person on the step?

Leave him alone. All supplies are taken.

Get a fur, Lamballe. You stay here, Mousseline.

Be careful, Your Majesty!

He doesn't do anything. He's barely alive.

Over here, Your Majesty!

Be careful, Your Majesty.

- Down with the crown! - Can you hear us?

Go back!

There are more. They expect that we also help them.

- Mom, look here! - We have nothing left.

- Muslin! - Princess!

Mousseline, get back in!

Protect the Queen!

- Your Majesty! - Go ahead!

From the Depths this cruel winter.

Hear our cries, O Lord!

Protect us from despair,

as we navigate through the dark reasons of human existence.

Bound to the incessant

and futile striving after a fleeting triumph.

Deliver us from this endless torment.

From the weather or from this sermon?

Lead us, O Lord,

by the deplorable aberrations of life,

where every step is difficult.

Warm our icy bodies

and feed our hungry bellies with your forgiveness.

- Amen. - Liar! He is such a...

Nobody in here is hungry. Especially not Cardinal Rohan.

And protect us

from the machinations of evil, that wants to do us harm.

Oh, please! Don't you know who I am?

Corpus Christi.

The ladies get not just the body of Christ.

They also get Rohan's finger to taste. Look.

Oh! Excuse me.

How clumsy.

- Forgiveness. - Excuse me. Excuse me.

He should have should go into exile.

Instead he was appointed cardinal.

- No woman has ever complained. - You always complain about him.

I am not a woman.

I am a queen.

- I fear no one. - Not even Rohan?

Your cousin, the Duke of Chartres, wishes

- to expand the Palais Royal. - Rejected.

The Budget Committee has a list created by painters for your portrait.

Kardinal Rohan would like to serve in your cabinet.

- Over my dead body. - You stay out of it.

Rohan called my mother a despotic hag.

- Box. - Vettel.

- Box, Your Majesty. - What else?

It is said that your favorite sat in the master bedroom next to you.

Yolande is reminded: Only a duchess may sit with me.

- She will also be whipped. - Excellent.

The Marquis Lafayette Come to the Salon de l'Œil-de-bœuf.

The Court Jeweler waiting in your anteroom.

- Good day. - Louis.

Leave us alone. Thank you.

I need more money. For assistance.

Why? People build us portraits in gratitude.

They are still freezing on the streets.

Money is there, the war is over.

- Of course. Take what you need. - You look tired.

You too. Pregnancy, your Charity… you're overdoing it.

You see me only in church.

The children keep you company.

- Give them a kiss from me. - Now go!

- Mama! - There's your mom.

Go to her.

Schnell, Antoinette, the hyenas are coming.

Hot chocolate is coming soon in my room.

Come on, run.

Let's get out of here.

Do you still have those sweets? This baby loves sugar.

I just had it.

- You ate them! - They're gone.

The presentation just has to be perfect.

Your Majesty.

You are not allowed in here.

- Mr. Boehmer. - The Queen of Diamonds.

Adorned with 600 extremely precious gemstones.

Should I spend 2 million on a chain spend, I'll hang soon too.

On the lamppost.

Yolande, pick something.

This keeps debt collectors away, until you find another buyer.

- Too kind, Your Majesty. - Put it on my bill.

Goodbye, Monsieur Boehmer.

Poor guy. His third attempt, to sell them to me.

Serves him right. The chain is so vulgar.

Please make room for the Queen! Thank you.

Please step aside. No.

- I wish to see Your Majesty. - She has withdrawn.

I am a Rohan. My family stands above the nobility of France.

I will not cock-sucking Landgravine.

- Please, keep talking. - Your Majesty.

You look radiantly beautiful.

Bitch.

What is that delicious smell?

- Hot chocolate. - Oh yes?

Did you leave us some?

Peace.

And warmth.

So, show us what you have chosen.

- You are too good to me. - Clearly.

But you protect me every day from madness.

And which governess I could otherwise

entrust these little monsters?

Exactly.

But now I bring the monsters back to the children's room.

Madame Royale has music lessons, the Dauphin must sleep.

- And you too. You look pale. - Oh yes?

You distribute too many blankets and cakes.

I must be doing something right, the people love me.

Come, children, our perfect queen must rest.

Come on.

Yolande?

Please stay with me tonight.

I can't.

Vaudreuil?

You are so lucky, that you have him. And Jules.

Work.

HER MAJESTY MARIE ANTOINETTE VERSAILLES

"Dearest sister, Austria needs your help."

Austria can back in line.

Seal, seal, seal…

MY DEAREST HEELS,

I AM WRITE THESE WORDS TO YOU, AND MY HEART OVERFLOWS

WITH ALL THE FEELINGS I HAVE SINCE THAT MOMENT…

My information was correct. Annoying attack from the front.

- Lafayette is following me. - Ignore him.

Your Majesty. I return from America, with Mr. Washington's greetings.

But freedom is expensive.

A donation would damage France’s reputation bring fame.

His reputation?

It seems you have been too long away from France, Lafayette.

We are the world's best

in literature, theater, cooking, Fashion, science, philosophy…

To strive for even more fame, would be inappropriate.

Perhaps Mr. Washington should take care of his reputation.

He could repay the 1 billion livres,

the France contributed to America's independence.

Shameless.

But that's the way Americans are.

You don't have one yet appointed Controller of Finance.

This makes the market volatile. For this reason…

I would temporarily

as your business advisor.

Excuse me. You?

I want to serve the crown.

You want access to my money to pay off your debts.

Take care of your household.

Leave the economy to me.

You can't do everything yourself.

Oh, this cold!

Wherever I turn, Everywhere someone is standing and begging.

I bet the Sultan does not have these problems.

The Court in Constantinople is even greedier than Versailles.

In return, the Sultan enjoys a warmer winter.

Is Provence right? That the markets are nervous?

The donors are concerned that a missing financial controller

on a tax problem could indicate.

So we have no time left.

Yes.

Who can keep a secret, that could destroy France?

DUKE OF COWARDICE

your admirers have decorated your walls.

It would be helpful if Versailles did not spread more lies about me.

I don't do that.

I only speak in the Highest regards from you, cousin.

Felicité, we have visitors.

How nice to see you, Provence.

Tell that to your knees. They don't curtsy.

They are of the strange opinion that men and women are equal.

- Truly strange. - Hurry up, Philippe.

I want to read my new chapter.

- She is unbearable. - That's where we differ.

- I love women who are smarter. - That's why your bed is never empty.

- Well, what's new in Versailles? - He is incapable of making decisions.

He does not have a financial controller yet.

Nevertheless, he decided to reject my requests.

He does not allow me to expand the arcades.

One must say, you have the palace Royal into a den of vice.

At court you are jokingly called the "Storekeeper".

- "Brothel owner" would be more appropriate. - The court excluded me.

- How should I take care of the children? - And their mothers.

Where is your official wife right now? I haven't seen her in ages.

In the country.

Still offended because you spends her dowry on prostitutes?

How petty. But never mind.

The world and your wife think, You are a libertine and a coward.

What does it matter? You belong one of the richest men in France.

Reputation is everything, dear cousin.

Thanks to our glorious King mine is gone.

Villette.

Put your cock away and help me out of the cape.

You're late.

Five minutes earlier I would have caught with the baker.

I have to eat too. I have no customers, and my ink is frozen.

- How did he pay for his pleasure? - With bread.

- Here! - Seriously?

- Your worth is measured in cakes. - Thanks.

- Did you get anything? - Yes.

Fresh from the favorite's pocket. Books…

- Where is the kindling? - That's all?

My fingers were numb. I'll go again tomorrow.

We can get your money in other ways. With feigned charity.

"Do you donate for the poor, fallen women?"

You can also do this in Paris.

- What is so special about Versailles? - The life.

Give me the books. We start with Voltaire.

It burns more slowly.

"Fate did indeed pull a border between us,

but it cannot prevent that I always think of you.

I lose myself thinking of you.

These forbidden letters

are my consolation,

my transgression,

my pleasure."

Good morning, Your Majesty.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

- What is all this? - Gifts, Your Majesty.

From an admirer.

How nice!

- Is there a letter included? - Indeed.

"Diamonds for the delicate ears,

who were hurt by my careless words.

Roses in the color my remorseful blush

and my cardinal's robes."

- The gifts are from Rohan? - From whom else?

He thinks I'm for sale.

He insulted Yolande,

and now he sends me presents.

- Gifts! - I like listening to your complaints.

- But I must rule. - Why do the privileged want

still more of us?

Welcome to Versailles.

You are the king.

Change it.

We could

make a few promotions.

Increase pensions.

We show the privileged families,

that we are a modern regime

and loyal service is worth more, as noble descent.

My stable master.

He was always very loyal.

He should get a big pension.

- And Claudine. - Yes.

- She has been cooking for you since childhood. - Exactly.

And what is with the children's governess?

Why is everyone outraged about this book? I find it harmless.

In debauchery you have Polignacs set the bar high for you.

Or maybe you, Calonne, a very boring life.

- Double or nothing? - Agreed.

- How the hell... - Geometry, physics and ingenuity.

I get 20,000 livres.

Together with unpaid losses and interest

you owe me 81,426.

- I'm sorry, what? - I rounded up.

Here. A deposit.

Excuse me! This belonged to my mother.

- You never wear it. - That's not the point.

Good heavens! I have been made Duke.

Duchess of Polignac?

Thanks!

I thank you.

I would kiss you, but a duchess is not allowed to do that.

The Queen and I would like

remind the court that earns a rank for loyal service,

- not only through birth. - You are a loyal friend.

And a devoted governess.

In return you get the highest title in the country.

- The court won't like that. - That's the point.

What are you doing there?

Who are you?

Graf Jeanne of Valois.

I'm honoured.

If you from the Valois royal house,

Then why don't we know you?

I am never in Versailles. Too many People here asking for favors.

And yet you are here now.

Yes, but not because of me.

I collect donations for the poor, fallen women.

Miserable creatures, defiled by the men.

- Men are such rough guys. - Adelaide!

- Don't you think so? - Oh yes.

Women should know better and Don't be fooled by them.

You don't believe what the queen has done. Come.

Congratulations, Duchess.

- Greetings, Duchess. - Thank you.

Previously, such a title referred to a person of stature.

Today a commoner, who fucked her way to the top.

You deserve it.

Thank you. And many thanks to the Queen.

This woman has Her Majesty with a spell.

No enchantment lasts forever.

One day the queen will awaken

and see Polignac like this, as she really is.

The Polignacs become dukes, I don't even belong to the king's council.

- You insulted your mother. - That was a joke.

Austrians have no sense of humor.

If she expects that I bow,

she cut herself.

Majesty.

Duke and Duchess Polignac.

The Duke of Chartres.

He sometimes rides here. Maybe he misses it. Let him.

Let him look at what he has lost.

Vaudreuil? What happened?

- I'm doing well. - He had that in his mouth.

His contract with the moneylender Saint James.

Now that you have the duchy, he wants his money.

He gets nothing from dead people.

Well, Vaudreuil's debts die not with him. They go to Jules.

We don't have that much money.

- Just ask the queen. - After 3 million livres?

- You have no choice. - Oh but!

I have humiliated myself for years, so that you are both comfortable.

- That's enough. - They're going to kill me.

And then him.

- Take him to his family. - What? To Saint Domingue?

Set out during the festival today, no one notices that quickly.

- It's hellish there. - Only until the debts are paid.

How come? You don't want to ask the queen.

The king is still looking for a mistress. Du Barry became rich.

He is also looking a controller of finances.

- You are not qualified for that. - But it's you.

Pay the debt from the state treasury.

- What? Steal from the treasury? - You are not the first.

The king has all applicants rejected for the position.

- Why should he take me? - Leave it to me.

Pack your things.

Duchess, I…

I didn't notice you.

I see in the evening always after the children.

Me too.

But we are never met here before.

When he is whiny, he likes to chew on it.

- You are a good governess. - You are a good father.

People are more interested my suitability as king.

I have to go.

I have so little time these days.

You would have more free time, Appoint a financial controller.

That is not your place, Duchess.

I come to the children, to escape politics.

- Isn't this necklace gorgeous? - Yes.

- So pretty. - Very charming.

No jewelry. It is just a small celebration with Yolande.

Thank you for your your promotion.

- Fortunately, you are not jealous. - Why should I be jealous?

I am a princess.

I will always above a duchess.

I reward loyalty.

- She is faithful. - It certainly is.

- Am I a financial controller? - Not yet.

- Have Vaudreuil and Jules packed? - They're gone.

Gone? Without saying goodbye?

They took the opportunity when the air was clear.

Leave me alone.

I thought, only you and I would be here. What…

- What is this? - A small celebration.

Just a few friends.

Rohan?

- You invited Rohan? - He invited himself.

- I want to go. - See you tomorrow, then.

I want you to come with me.

Go and rest.

Maybe write a letter with Lemon juice. It's always good for you.

You risk it, to appear ungrateful.

Duchess.

Everything I have you gave me voluntarily.

You had your reasons for doing so. I don't owe you anything.

Villette?

And?

I saw the court jeweler recently.

He carried a jewelry box, as big as a car.

Let me guess. Inside was a diamond necklace.

- Why not? - Because it doesn't exist.

Why do something that no one can afford?

Because the old king ordered it. He died before he could pay it.

Is that your foot or a chunk of ice? Take it away.

I break into the private chambers the queen.

Where no one else can go.

Where she really lives.

In a room, which is decorated with rubies.

Where she put her jewelry hidden under the bed.

You never come past the guard.

Oh, please. We set off at dawn.

One day you will go too far, Jeanne.

Antoinette!

I was cruel to you. I'm sorry.

I gave you everything.

You don’t even give me your friendship.

I feel like to fire you.

I was upset. Yes? Vaudreuil and Jules are gone.

They are during the festival broken open.

You want to go to Saint Domingue, because of Vaudreuil's debts.

What happened?

He has lost everything, his inheritance, our pensions.

He would also have the income from the new duchy.

Antoinette.

I'm sorry, I chose the wrong tone.

I deserve your anger and understand if you fire me.

I could never let you go.

Antoinette, I am so happy that I am your girlfriend.

So happy.

But I can not be your everything.

- Can you. - I can not.

- Can you. - No. It can only be one.

He is not here, but he will come soon.

Captain Fersen's regiment advanced two months at sea in the Caribbean.

Your Swedish Soldier comes home.

- How was the party? - I heard it was quite charming.

That was it.

Oh God!

Please help the man.

- You should get a doctor! - Help! Help!

He is possessed. The devil has entered into him.

Wake up! Wake up!

Leave the man alone!

- What should I do? - Get a doctor!

Yes, immediately.

It will be okay. Help is coming soon.

No.

No!

No no no.

No!

No…

The rooms are different than the rest, small and peaceful.

I have the day room found immediately.

- Are the walls full of rubies? - No. But I found stationery,

a singing bird made of metal and this.

The jeweler’s drawing for the diamond necklace. It exists.

Countess of Valois.

Damn. Smile.

Mrs. Victory.

May I introduce Father Loth.

- He supports fallen women. - Madame.

Your problem is,

that nobody here without giving anything in return.

I figured,

if you maybe had an important patroness,

the courtiers would donate something for their sake.

You are so smart.

But where do I find one?

The Queen often supports daring concerns.

Write to her and ask her.

What a wonderful idea!

A small donation for your cause.

On heels? But… everything, whatever you send will be intercepted.

Yes, that's why I don't send them, and I…

write them with lemon juice and keep them in here.

- If your liaison came to light... - Liaison?

I haven’t seen him again, since…

Louis him three years ago sent to war.

Please, just find the thief.

And the letters.

How else am I doing?

Does anyone else know about the letters?

- Of course not. - Not even Yolande?

No.

Go inside.

Tell me… Tell Yolande,

she should come immediately.

Idiot!

To misquote Figaro:

I was so bold to write a comedy.

But censorship didn't find it funny at all.

Fine. Fine by me.

But thanks to you, dear Duke, and your

efficient printing presses

can my little piece still find its audience.

So let’s toast to “Figaro”,

to the Duke of Chartres

and the fabulous, free Palais Royal.

For the benefit!

- What's going on here? - A small gathering.

What is Lafayette doing here?

And Saint Georges? I thought we were rid of him.

My father brought him from London back as court conductor.

- God, they're coming here. - Provence!

- We were just talking about politics. - Naturally.

- Who is more enlightened? - American democracy.

The British constitutional monarchy.

London is the most liberal city in the world.

If it is such a utopia, then just go there.

The best system is the monarchy by the grace of God.

Our problem is the idiot on the throne.

We can’t get rid of him, unless we behead him.

Be careful, who you surround yourself with.

You may be outcast, but you are not out of reach.

We would be rid of him. Now we can tell us about our great idea.

We want to persuade Louis to have "Figaro" performed.

Can I take on a role?

Why should the king approve a piece in which

the lower classes conspire?

Because he is a fool. And a woman who loves the theater.

One could even persuade them to play the main role.

My love, you are a paragon of villainy.

Here is the plan. The king goes every evening to his children, and today

he meets as he leaves in the hallway to you.

- Yes, and what am I doing there? - Something normal.

I act surprised and present yourself to the king,

and you offer yourself as financial controller.

Can't I just...

Don't screw it up.

Ready?

I am ready.

It is not available.

What do you mean it's not available?

And here joins another one to the battle.

It is their job to be available.

Where is she?

Where is she? Where is she?

- No no! - Your Highness.

Three minutes. Leave me in peace!

No no no…

No no.

No.

- Thank you, governess. - Of course. No problem.

Your Majesty.

Should I choose one?

If you want. But I can't guess.

I am not a magician, just clumsy.

At least you are honest.

Your Majesty, may I introduce?

Alexander of Calonne. Count of Hanonville.

I recently returned from Lille.

I served Your Majesty there as administrator.

Small?

She…

They have increased revenue there.

Maybe you are but a magician.

A financier and a magician have one thing in common.

Both lead through distraction and concealment bring about results.

And…

Is concealment wrong?

In my opinion, optimism regarding the markets is essential.

Even if it is fake.

Join me. Duchess, join us.

Antoinette!

Antoinette!

Help!

We are torn between the highest

productivity in the home country and international trade.

But commerce is the tiger, that needs to be tamed.

A housewife only needs income and keep expenses in balance.

A finance minister must ensure growth.

Please, give yourself another gift.

Is he talented? But is close to the Polignacs.

He will not be popular.

I could live with that.

Your Majesty, it is about the queen. It is urgent.

Said, it was a girl.

Madame Royale wanted a sister.

What is important now is that the queen recovers.

She will need you.

I will not leave her side.

I saw you.

Should…

If she dies,

- you will be her murderer. - What will happen?

It was located in an unused hallway.

- Whatever you saw, you are wrong. - You liar!

Then tell her.

Let’s see who she believes, you or me.

I will never forget this night.

And your part in it.

When the right time has come, I will tell her.

And she will believe me.

- Take a seat. - I have heard from the queen.

I read your report from Lille.

Very impressive.

I will support your appointment announce immediately.

Vergennes! Lead the controller of finance in his office.

And give him all the information that he needs.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Thank the Duchess of Polignac. Their plan worked.

- I don't understand… - She suggested you.

The court may have doubts about their have motives, I do not.

The finance room.

Ah, a souvenir.

From the Sultan.

With this work you should be familiar with.

A classic. Monsieur Necker was our best Chancellor of the Exchequer.

In four years of war he did not raise taxes,

and after the end we even have a surplus.

Necker lied.

He financed the war with secret loans,

whereby France has 110 million livres in debt.

- But the surplus? - It was made up.

Every Sol earned goes into interest payments,

and so we continue to lend money for essential goods.

And interest rates are rising.

A vicious circle.

- Who knows about it? - He, the king, I

and now you.

We have to keep this secret, it must never come out.

Otherwise France will perish.

But you are our lifeboat.

Congratulations again.

- I've been thinking. - Oh, it is.

With this donation we could start anew in the country.

We would have a good life there.

And a better one in Versailles, if we had the chain.

You are obsessed with it.

Where is your ambition?

I should have left you there, where I found you,

where you sold yourself cheaply, in the Rue de Damiette.

- You don't know where the chain is. - But!

She was in Versailles, but the queen did not acquire it.

Now she is guarded in Boehmer's safes,

until he has a new buyer.

Only Marie Antoinette could afford it, and she doesn't even want it.

How do you know what she wants?

It is either in the Petit Trianon,

hides in her chambers or gives birth to babies.

Only a handful of people talk to her, but do not know her wishes.

Or their…

purchasing habits.

This is how we will steal the chain.

We tell the jeweler, the queen wanted to buy them.

Even if we get caught, they will be blamed.

That doesn't make any sense! Wait, where are you going?

I have to buy ink so you You can forge documents for me.

- I don't understand. - No need. Just enjoy it.

Why weren’t you with me, as I lay there bleeding?

Nobody came to get me.

That shouldn't have been necessary.

Your place is by my side.

Always.

I've been looking for you.

My Secret Letters were stolen.

I?

Antoinette, I…

would never do something so mean.

The letters are your whole happiness. I couldn't do that.

After all, it wasn't a boy.

A girl would have been my girlfriend.

I need every that I can get.

Fersen will be here soon.

You can look forward to that.