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Wait!

Don't try to move.

You'll be all right.

Who shot you?

Why?

What's your name?

Parlez -vous français?

Sprechen Sie Deutsch?

Or Italian?

Doctor. You understood that?

Yes, doctor.

Now look, my father is a doctor.

He will help you.

Come on.

It's no good.

You simply must see a doctor.

come with me to the doctor.

Look at that.

Saved his life.

Deflected the bullet.

Chance in a million.

That's all right. You'll get it back.

Thank you.

How many shots did you hear, Becky?

Two. Well, close together.

Yes. Yes, I thought so. This is a bullet from an old -fashioned pistol.

A dueling pistol.

Mercy.

It's a mercy. He's still alive.

Nothing?

Nothing?

Then someone must be hiding him.

I say he must be found.

For you.

A king?

Oh, I think so.

It looked like a king.

Which king?

I don't know.

There's so many, aren't there?

Where's father going?

Into the village to tell the police about it.

Oh, no!

Vicky, whoever he is, dueling is against the law.

Will they punish him?

I don't know.

But he's not a criminal.

Please, Father.

Doctor.

Doctor, he's gone.

What? The young villain's climbed out of the bedroom window and he's escaped.

Don't like the look of them?

Foreigners. Up to something, if you ask me.

Hello, Doctor. What's up? I need your horse.

That beauty's been stolen. A young foreigner, a patient of mine.

Did you say foreign?

Look,

Doctor, we'd better come with you. No, Fred, the fewer people involved in this,

the better. But that fella's stolen your horse.

And they won't let you shoot pheasants in them woods, let alone people.

Now, leave it to me to sort out, please.

Look.

Oh, it's Beauty.

I hope that boy hasn't fallen off.

Well, come on.

Beauty will show us the way to him. Bless you, miss.

That's a horse you're riding, not a blooming bloodhound.

How do you do, sir?

Get down, Vicki. We must show him we're not afraid.

Good afternoon.

Visitantoi. Good afternoon, ma 'am.

I'm James Gordon, a doctor of medicine, and I've lost a patient.

How sad.

Oh, no, no, I mean I've, um... Well, lost him.

And who is this?

My daughter, Victoria.

So, like the queen.

Charming. So very English.

Like an English rose.

Thank you.

Thank you, Grand Duchess.

Thank you, Grand Duchess.

My patient, Grand Duchess, we think that he might live

here.

You are mistaken.

Quite mistaken.

But, ma 'am... You must call again sometime when we are less busy.

Beauty.

Alexis.

Forgive me, Dr. Gordon.

I have hoped to keep you out of danger.

Now it is too late.

Forgive my deceit and allow me to introduce myself.

I am the Crown Prince Alexis of Valtavia, son of the late king and

to the throne.

Then, when my father died, my uncle Peter seized power.

I never liked him. Always so conceited.

Parasol. My aunt and I escaped and made our way to England.

You are a naughty boy, Alexis. Always to fight with Bulov.

Bulov? An agent of my uncle's. He followed us to England.

He came here last night.

After threatening me, he insulted my father's name.

I challenged him.

How splendid!

Vicky. I had to avenge that insult.

Or die.

Yes, a very clever way of getting rid of you.

Perhaps. But my father saved me.

What happens now? Supposing Bulov returns?

He will return.

And Stepan and I will kill him.

Now, Your Royal Highness, there must be a less violent way of dealing with the

situation. Besides,

they might kill you.

They will try.

Stepan! Stepan! To the stables!

Keep a lookout for Stepan!

This way.

My housekeeper, Miss

Winthrop.

The Crown Prince Alexis of Valtavia.

And the Grand Duchess Sophia.

Oh, very nice to meet you, Miss Winthrop.

And who's that?

Stepan Karagorikovitch.

It's all right, Vicky. There's nothing to worry about now.

Would you mind going away? You're trespassing.

Nothing will happen to you, Englishman, if you give us what we want.

Don't threaten me, Mr. Buelow.

You go on that side.

Carol, you go that way.

You have five minutes, Englishman.

Lock all the doors, Amy.

And what do you think you'll do then?

I will burn this place to the ground.

He means it.

I shall give him what he wants.

What do you mean?

The cross of St. Sava.

Aunt Sophie?

This is the royal cross of St. Zava, given by the king to his successor,

to me.

Without it, my uncle will never convince the people he was chosen to rule.

Bulov will stop at nothing to get it.

Now, wait a minute.

We'll call his bluff.

It's no bluff.

Then we'll fight.

This is not your quarrel, Doctor.

This is my house.

are my guests.

Bullock!

Well, Englishman?

Now, you listen to me, Mr. Bullock.

Until this afternoon, I'd hardly heard of Valtavia.

But now, Valtavia and its affairs have been...

So to speak, thrust down my throat.

Please? Down your throat?

Forced on me.

Ah, yes, I understand.

Forced.

Yes, I thought you might. It's about all you can understand, isn't it, Mr.

Bullough? Well, you better understand this.

I will not be intimidated.

So if you want the royal cross of St. Sava, you're going to have to take it.

By force.

Bulov! Bulov!

Take it to my uncle.

You!

Horrible brute!

You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Amy.

No, I won't be still.

Shooting this poor boy and terrorizing innocent people. Take care of Stevan.

Back into the house. All of you.

But why? You have the cross.

Get inside.

That's that beauty.

Something must be wrong.

I knew we should have gone with them.

But that's the way to the doctor's house.

Come on, boys!

Goodbye, ladies.

I hope you will all be comfortable.

You will come with us.

You can't take him with you. A journey like that might kill him. If you try to

follow us, I will kill him.

Miss Victoria Gordon.

Dr. James Gordon.

Thank you for everything, Dr. Gordon.

I hear you've had some good news. My uncle has been deposed. I go back to my

country as its king.

We thank you all.

We shall never forget what you did for us.

And we shall never forget Black Beauty, the noblest horse I've ever known.