All language subtitles for hgftry

Heat. Heat.

Heat. Heat.

All men are equal

by nature and before the law.

All men are equal by nature and before

the law.

All men are equal by nature and before

the law.

All men are equal by nature and before

the Lord.

Your Majesty.

Your Majesty. He's coming. He's coming.

Quick.

What is your name?

My name is Louie. Louis Cape.

Who was your father?

The king. The king of France.

No.

You should have learned this by now.

Who was your father?

The enemy of of

the enemy of France.

The enemy of France.

A tyrant. A monster.

A tyrant. A monster.

And who was your mother?

A a foreign [ __ ]

That's right, my boy. You're getting it.

To the guillotine. To the guillotine.

Send them both to the guillotine.

together.

Send them to

first then send them. Send them

Quickly

So if you quiz the damn thing. Percy,

I have your royal highness.

Tolerable like Natalie,

he has you to the very life, sir.

Oh, has he? Taking a confounded long

time about it. Damn me if he hasn't.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Given me a

juiced crick in the neck today,

Lawrence,

you are a martyr to art, highness.

Yes, I am. Indeed, I am.

Two hours, Percy. Two hours and but one

short respit to Piddle. Such fortitude

is truly remarkable.

It is.

Well, get on with it.

He may be heir to the throne, but he was

often very headstrong and willful as a

child.

Queen spoiled him dreadfully, you see.

How long were you his position, Dan?

Until quite recently, when my visits to

the orphanage were suddenly stopped. You

poor of a boy.

Do you think he knows that his mother

and the king are dead?

Who can say? But I fear for his life.

The orphanage is a dreadful place. And

the young king is very delicate.

When I return to France, I

Why on earth return to France, my dear

Baron? Place is full of Frenchies. Lord

knows we have a tiresome enough

collection of him here.

Margarite, what's wrong?

Everything.

Everything.

Well played.

Well played,

Percy.

Your servant, madam.

I think not.

You think not? Why? There's a

provocative reply.

I intend it to be. Well now, my dear

Rib, what is the cause of this

distempeer?

The cause? Percy,

you are the cause?

There's no need to bellow, madam. This

ain't one of your French farmyard.

I'd find more manners there.

But your devilish cross. And how am I

the cause prey?

I think you know that well enough.

Do I indeed? Then I'd be obliged to you

for a little more decor.

When do I ever see you? And if you do

come home to that that drafty museum you

force me to live in, when do we ever

talk? Oh, for God's sakes, Mart.

Don't forget, I know very well what

keeps you from me.

You're making an inexcusable exhibition

of yourself.

Why shouldn't I? You do it all the time,

so I haven't finished.

But I have, madam,

that passible Blake me the Cton House

court jester. But I know what you really

think of these sick fans.

Be silent, you damn French hiden.

For a while, I thought you loved me. I

was mistaken.

You continue to shut me out of your

life. You always will.

I'm leaving you, Percy. You can pretend

whatever you wish. I can pretend no

longer.

Such a vulgar commercial, my dear

Andrew. I'm quite proud.

Your highness.

Damn French Philly. The jade's out of

hand. Blneyy once raining in a bit by

God. Once showing the whip.

Hey gentlemen,

how is the portrait?

Citizen, I must report to you a most

curious event which may be of importance

to our republic. Lady Bly, the former

actress Margarit Sanjust has quarreled

openly with her husband and is even now

returning to her native France.

I don't care what you try.

Now here,

I will escort you to Paris.

That won't be necessary.

I'm afraid it will.

I have been sent to fetch you.

On whose orders? The Committee of Public

Safety.

Does he think that I'm a threat to the

public?

We can discuss that later.

And if I choose to go by public coach,

then I shall arrest you.

Don't be foolish, Margaret. What is the

English expression? Never look a fine

horse in the mouth.

A gift horse, citizen shar,

your English is better than mine.

Then you'll have more practice.

How was your crossing?

Channel was rough and I'm a bad sailor.

It is an inhospitable stretch of water.

I see you still wear your wedding ring.

A small but perhaps significant detail.

How's Paris?

Edgy.

Sans wants more money.

Sasson.

Public executioner. He claims he's

overworked.

Perhaps he is.

Why have you left beh?

Thank you. No.

Morning Post. No.

None of them treats you very well.

Hardly surprising really. You've nothing

that commends you to their readers.

You're a commoner, a Republican, and an

actress. But worst of all,

you're French.

Lady Blakeney wasn't really such a very

good part after all, was it?

I believe

the palis.

Percy, my beloved dear. Dear friend, I

could weep for joy to see you again.

Your flamboyance is touching, my dear

Aluro, but always remember the

difference between the Latin and the

Anglo-Saxon.

And what is that difference, my noble

heart?

Well, now the Latin, the Latin believes

civilization is wine and women. The

Anglo-Saxon knows it to be soap.

Has Lady Blakeley arrived?

Safe in the arms of the enemy.

So, the last piece is in place.

And such a pretty piece, my lord.

It seems your suspicions are justified,

sir. Percy, that DA has been taken from

the orphanage.

Abducted?

We don't know, my lord, but those close

to him have been replaced. There was one

man, Calam we might have bribed. We're

still looking for him. Juvan, who a

direct charge of the young king is dead

and his wife has vanished.

How did Juven die?

A tavern brawl. That's been said.

Mighty convenient. Then we must find his

wife and this fellow Calam before they

do. We've already narrowed the search to

the Montal section. Do you think he was

murdered?

It could be that the Doofi is dead and

they're silencing everyone who is close

to him.

Why would they do that?

To maintain the pretense that he's still

alive.

For what reason?

The doi is the pivot in which the entire

political situation turns. It's even

been rumored Rob contemplated putting

him on the throne.

My friends, my friends, let us assume

that the young king is alive.

Enough of this gentleman. We're here to

save a child. He's vanished and we must

find him.

The sound woman citizen.

Ah, good. Good. Bring her in.

You're either very brave or very foolish

to return to France, Citizen S. Or

should I call you Lady Blakey?

I prefer Citizen S. Citizen Robs Pierre.

You may prefer it, but do you deserve

it?

A chair for Lady Blakey. Shove.

You can go.

In fact, what do you deserve?

You were, as I recall, sentenced to

death by the tribunal and escaped on

your way to execution.

According to law, you are still under

sentence.

Citizen,

I've come back to France because I

belong here.

I left because I

I confess I lost my faith in the

revolution. There was so much suffering,

so much cruelty.

But your reaction was extreme.

You turned your back on France and

married an English aristocrat.

I fell in love. I couldn't help that. He

was

gentle and kind.

At first, I was happy. We grew apart,

were reconciled, and then forgive me,

citizen. It is none of your concern.

I'll be frank with you.

The reason that you're sitting before me

and not locked away in Leforce awaiting

your death is because, well, to be

blunt, your propaganda value is

considerable.

I I know that.

And no doubt relied on it to save you.

What talent I have is the best way I can

serve the Republic. Exactly. So,

and of course, you miss the theater.

Yes, I do.

We need plays that reflect the spirit of

the revolution.

A more radical approach.

Too many monarchist supporters in the

theater. Too many revivals.

You understand what I'm saying?

I understand what you're not saying.

You should be in politics.

We shall meet again, Citizen Sand, very

soon.

I look forward to it, and I thank you,

Citizen Rob Pier.

which relates directly to the powers of

arrest as outlined in law of suspects

etc. With regard to the theft of congre

rockets from the lagar barracks, I

regret that I have no further

information.

Ouch.

Why didn't you tell me the DOA was

missing?

I was hoping to resolve the situation

without troubling you.

When did this come?

This morning. I would expect to be

informed of so grave a matter, citizen.

2 million. It's a king's ransom, one

might say. if this were ever to be made

public. No,

no, it won't be. The waters have been

replaced. The uh Zuval woman is still

missing, but I'll find her.

They offer no way to get in touch with

them.

Not yet, but they will.

Well, they have to, weren't they? If

they want the money abduction,

you assured me the orphanage would be

secure.

He was under constant surveillance.

And he was your responsibility.

Oh, yes. I was waiting for you to remind

me of that. Find the DOA citizen

or face the tribunal.

No, thank you. Citizen,

where can I find Carib? through that

door.

Citizen.

Oh, sorry. Citizen.

Citizen. Caliban up there.

Put him down and move.

Is it him?

Yes. But he can't be bribed now.

Why would he kill himself? Why did he

smash the mirror? Why did he break the

chair? Murdered him.

Silenced.

Madame, whatever shall I do.

Quick, under here.

Enter.

Quick, madame, you must fly.

Fly from my own budois. Don't be

ridiculous.

Merciful heavens,

it's the count.

Where is he?

My dearest. Such passion, such jealousy.

I feel quite overcome.

Thank you.

Heat. Hey, Heat.

Heat.

Heat.

Unbelievable.

You clumsy little idiot. My shins are

bruised for life.

Sorry, madame.

Sorry.

Sorry. Oh, you will be sorry if you

barge into me like that again because

you will be out. Do you understand me?

Out.

Yes, ma'am.

You are playing Sheraban like some

drunken little chambermaid. Why not try

pretending you can act?

Some gullible fool in the audience might

actually believe you.

Uh, whoever you are, would you please

leave? This is a private dressing room.

If you bear gifts, you may leave them at

the stage

door.

No doubt you have many admirers.

Citizeness.

Citizen Hops.

You may remember Margarite Sanjust.

She played here before with great

success.

Oh, yes.

She's rejoining the company.

But I I don't have a place for her. The

play is cast.

Yes, but not the epilogue.

There is no epilogue.

There is no

Who wrote this?

Needs more work, I grant you. Uh, final

polish, more passion. But then I'm not a

playright.

You wrote it.

That call to arms. Morale is low and we

need more soldiers.

Yes. Yes. Uh, of course we do.

Margaret Sanjust will give the speech

the necessary patriotic fervor.

I'm sure she will.

Good. Forgive this intrusion.

It's an honor, Citizen Rob.

No, it's an intrusion.

All

right. See you tomorrow.

I didn't want this, madame.

No, of course you didn't. You must be

mortified beyond belief,

Madame Train.

So, we must all do everything we can to

make you feel one of the company.

Mustn't we, Cecile?

Just one small word of caution,

Margaret. I can call you Margaret.

Yes, of course you can.

Good. Now, I know you'll understand.

It's very simple. You see in this

theater, my dear,

I'm Rob Spear

Margarit.

Well, citizen Sanjuest, how is Chauer?

He still has suspicions. But I shall

love.

I'm sure you will. You have a fine

talent for lulling.

But Percy, how far should I go?

Only as far as the bedroom door. A woman

on her back is at a distinct

disadvantage.

That's what men think, my darling.

Learn what you can from him. He's also

looking for the doer, but be careful.

I will. I know him too well.

Far too well.

Good night, my lord.

Andrew's late.

Ah, the faithful Andrew.

You're lucky to have such a friend.

Indeed, I'm privileged.

This really ain't good enough, Andrew.

Where the devil have you been? Here's

Aluro, prostrate with fatigue.

I'm nearly bankrupt.

Through sheer lack of skill. Madame

Juven's alive. Where? She's working in a

laundry in the Rousen Lair.

How did you find her?

Oh, Lord. Ser, don't ask him that. We'll

be up all night.

If you'd have found her, Percy, we would

be.

Well said. SH

below. Come.

I put the Sanjust woman in an apartment.

Citizen Rob

to trust her

for the moment.

You've cut me. Forgive me, citizen.

Why?

Why? What? Why do you trust her when we

know that she's the wife of the Scarlet

Pimpernon?

Jealousy continues to blind you, Shaua.

Blakey is the Pimpano.

So you say,

but I don't think so.

Don't cut me again, citizen.

I've heard nothing more from them.

They're keeping you on the rack. You'll

hear.

You must be patient.

Patient? Do you think I want the

convention to discover the Doofan's been

abducted?

Do you?

We're looking for Madame Juva.

Madame Juva.

No. Leave me alone.

Could we talk to you, madame?

Get away from me.

I just want to speak with you here.

I don't want your money.

Theel,

can you get me out of Paris?

But we need information.

Information?

Is the Doofa alive?

I don't know. I hope to God he is.

Were you there the night they took him?

Who took him? He wore a mask, blood red.

An executioner's mask.

What else?

I was half stunned. He hit me after he

killed Antoine.

Antoine?

My husband. The man snapped his neck

with his bare hands.

So much for the tavern brawl.

Then the guards attacked him. He killed

them all.

We'll get your way, madam. You're going

to be safe.

Safe?

I have no money, no papers. I know

they're hunting me.

You'll have everything you need. Meet us

here when you finish work. Is that

understood?

Ladies, get out of

de ladies.

Can we move on?

The fourthcoming auction of the royal

family's furniture and effects

in view of the fact that France is

virtually bankrupt will let the nobles

of Europe help pay for the war against

them.

Why not let the Austrians have the doa?

Then we'd be able to negotiate a treaty

with them.

Firstly, may I remind you that France is

a republic, so there is no DOA.

And secondly, Louis Cap will remain

where he is.

And a bloody burden on the public purse.

We should bring the little bucket of

trial.

Don't you understand?

The trial of a 10-year-old boy would

make us look absurd

and his execution would make him a

martyr.

I have some

What's this? It's a pie. What's it?

Didn't say probably cat.

My name is

Her

neck's been broken just like her

husband's.

Do you think she was telling the truth?

The fear was genuine if nothing else.

Not much to go on, is it? Red mask,

superb swordsman. Obviously a royalist.

Obviously.

Only a royalist would take the defense.

A royalist would tell the world about

it.

Look, I swear, Percy, except a few

laundry women, no one came in or out.

And how is it done?

No, I am liberty

and cannot be denied. I I can't hear

you.

Know that I am liberty

and cannot be denied. I am the symbol of

this nation's pride. When fairly pitted

in the tended field to Austrian force

will gak valor.

Gic valor. Not galley valor. GI valor.

Diction. Margaret. Diction. Lips, teeth,

tongue. Oh, and uh

more support.

Perhaps I should work on the speech in

private, madame.

No, no, no, no, no. That will only

confirm your bad habits. You've been

away from the stage far too long, my

dear, and I'm afraid

it shows.

Begin the speech again.

What possible reason can you have for

refusing me a visit?

It is a matter of national security.

The reason for my visit is not

political. It is humanitarian.

Baron Voldemar,

you're no longer the boy's doctor.

He is now a state prisoner and the

committee's responsibility. My

responsibility.

But I hear that the boy is ill and that

his mental condition

I can assure you there is nothing wrong

with his mental condition.

I'm advising you to return to Sweden.

Is that a threat?

I said advising.

There are many royalist plots against

the republic and naturally the boy

figures large in most of them. Anyone

connected to him is liable to be suspect

and you were closely connected to him.

This is intolerable.

Escort Baron Valdem to the gates.

Have you no respect for my position?

Your position, sir?

Your position is precarious.

Jesus.

Liberty.

I'm the

I am the

topy.

I am the

Oh my god.

Two bodies were found floating in the

sand. They may have been guards of the

orphanage.

So Chauan silenced them all. It

wasn't Chauan.

Not Chauve. It

was the man who took the Dofaile. I

think he also killed Madame Zuva.

Why?

Because she witnessed the abduction.

But he was masked. Nothing she told us

could point to anyone.

Perhaps it can. We know he's a swordsman

of great skill. Someone who can break a

man's neck in seconds. Silent, daring,

deadly. An assassin. And the Dofan could

be in grave danger.

Exactly. Because if we get close to this

villain, and he knows we have, he'll

kill the Dan and vanish.

Gentlemen, you've seen our play. What

it's worth, you best can say. In one

respect, it's true to life. All the f

the hubbab strife in the end for all

they say are but follyies of a day.

Oh my god.

something.

know that I am liberty and cannot be

denied.

I am the symbol of this nation's pride.

Go back to England, you traitor.

That's Margarite Sanjust. She's married

to an Englishman.

Traitor,

citizens,

liberty

is not some kind of a Greek goddess in a

white shift and a red cap.

Liberty should be ours by the mere fact

of our being born. But it isn't. Right

now, France is in danger. If she is

conquered, our precious liberty will

die. That is why I call on you now. Not

as liberty, not as an actress,

but as an ordinary woman of the

republic, as a daughter of France.

Defend our country against the enemies

of freedom.

To arms, citizens,

don't waste another moment. To arms. To

arms.

Allah

is my heart

and he's my rock of Seriously,

it

Is it

Ever.

There's a warrant out for Baron

Valdemar's arrest.

How do you know?

The arresting officer.

The arresting officer.

Felix Campban in the par deustis. He has

nine children. Plays backon at fat

Andre's in the rugar.

And so is always in debt.

Always. He's helped us before.

When's the arrest?

This afternoon.

Well, then we've still looks like a job

for you, Andrew.

Excellent fullness in the skirt.

Msieure.

Thank you, sir Percy. How many pockets?

An Englishman's great coat is all

pockets. As many as possible, plonce,

I remember poor young lord's small piece

fell into the temps in his great coat.

All the pockets filled up. He sank like

a stone. Fished him out of Greenwich.

Is it wise to go to this auction? Percy

Chauan knows you're the pimpanel.

That is precisely why I'm going, my dear

Andrew. The cream of European society

will be there. Aristos from the very

monarchies France is at war with. All

bidding and with impunity, remember, for

the belongings of a king and queen

recently murdered by the auctioneers.

Damned curious, eh?

Lot number 63, my lords. A good French

bool clock after Louis the 15th. Enamel

dial with blue enamel cartou Roman

numerals. Wasted bool veneered case

together with scrolled and crested

mounts and feet. I shall start the

bidding at 400 leave.

Who'll give me 400 leave?

400.

Thank you, sir.

Five

and five.

600

and six.

700 leave

and 7

800 leave

and 800 le

nine

nine

1,000 le

1,000 lead

1,100

1,100

against you.

1,300

1,400

1,400 against you, sir.

At 1,400. Are we all done? Citizen of

Obser It,

Sir Pival Brees.

I know well who you are, sir.

So, the Republic's selling off the

family furniture to pay for more

cannonballs, eh? Well done, sir. Wars

are prodigiously expensive business,

ain't it? Who the devil can afford it

nowadays?

France has to afford it if she is to

survive.

1,900

1,900 against

2,000

2,000

2,100

2,100

Are we all done at 2,100?

2,300

2,5

We meet again, said

So we do, shuffle on.

You appear to have lost none of your

remarkable flare for stating the

obvious.

And what precious object will you be

bidding for today, Sir Percy? Your wife,

perhaps? She's again the talk of Paris.

This will be lot 64.

So I've heard.

To her majesty the queen from her

devoted servant, the chivalier Dori. Who

the devil was he?

You've not heard of him? One of the

former queen's favorites. Do you

understand perfectly?

A notorious spy and assassin for the

king. Derox in Turkey. a lesson to us

all.

You really expect me to believe that

you're here for the auction?

You can believe whatever you please,

Shuttle.

But as it promises to be an uncommonly

protracted affair, possibly lasting a

year,

I suggest you curb whatever natural

desire you have to arrest me until the

last spoon, Scots, or snuff box has been

sold.

So,

turn down the box. Turn down.

by what's right of you. Take your hand

off me.

This way.

Well, my dear Baron,

the pinfanel sends his regards.

A thousand pardons, but we had to leave

without you

at 1,600 me.

Your name? Blakeney. Perival Blakey from

England. Good afternoon, Lady Blakeney.

Sir Percy,

do you know me, madam?

Indeed I do, sir. My cost.

Moving on, my lords, to lot number 18.

Cost is all mine.

According to my banker,

particularly fine.

That is often the case in marriage.

Marriage, sir, is something of which you

know very little and understand even

less.

My understanding of it, madam, is that

you're my wife.

Thank you, sir. That tiresome fact had

slipped my memory.

When do you intend to return to England?

I have no intention of returning.

And I say you shall

let me go.

You see this noble English lord? He

thinks that this this can bind me to

him.

Seek out some overbred horsey hunting

spinster to be your wife, my lord. I

have done with you.

So much for your belief that that fool

Blake is the Scarlet Pinker. He never

left the auction. It

was Felix Kong. I've been watching him

for some time.

Felix Kong, the arresting officer. He

dies this afternoon.

Femar's not important. Let the pimpel

have him.

Where's Seda? Who's holding him? Shove

him.

Calm yourself.

It's vital that I proceed with caution.

If they suspect I'm getting close,

they'll kill him.

I didn't think you'd come.

Didn't you?

Why?

I just didn't think you would.

And is Margarite Sanjusta enjoying her

triumphant return?

Ah, yes. The actress. Do you know her?

I used to know her very well. And now I

seek to renew our friendship.

Except

we were never friends.

Perhaps we weren't. But we were lovers.

I have the memories to prove it.

So do I.

This discussion is becoming more then.

What should we talk about? Your success,

your separation from Blakey.

Why don't we talk about you?

That's boring.

Most men love to talk about themselves.

It's their favorite subject.

It isn't mine.

To the terror.

How many people do you think died today?

My god, what a question.

In Paris, over a hundred if the machine

is working efficiently. Elsewhere in

France, perhaps 500.

And on the battlefields,

God knows. I never shared your

illusions. I saw a chance and I took it.

And now Ropes needs me. Really needs me.

So you've made yourself indispensable

somewhat.

He has an embarrassing problem and it

falls to me to solve it for him.

And can you

The closer you get to Robbie,

the closer you get to the kilotine.

Bye ladies.

Good night.

Good night.

Cecile,

I need you.

Come, madame.

Beautiful flowers. They for me?

Yes. I mean, thank you. No, therefore,

Lateren, please, Citizen S, will you

take these to her?

It's late, sister.

It would mean a great deal to me.

Neither here to my right.

Cecil.

Ceil.

Cecil,

you have arranged a cab for me?

Yes, madame.

Dear Cecile.

Good evening, citizen.

You look as if you've had a bit of a

shuff, my dear

driver.

Who's San Andre?

Stop.

Wait for me.

This is a private club, citizen.

Citizen, I'm a baronet, sir, and a guest

of your detestable republic. I demand to

know the name of this establishment.

There's no need to wave that about, my

good fellow. I've been sent on the

recommendation of the K de Lat. Is he

here tonight? He was guillotine last

month, sir.

Was he by God? How inconvenient.

A fine man for a wager. The old K.

Looking for sport, miss.

I'm an Englishman lord. What else would

I be doing here?

Oh, damnation. How clumsy of me?

Allow me.

I shall commend your doorkeeping

diligence to the noble members. Keep it,

Miss

All your clocks have stopped, my good

fellow.

It's a tradition of the club. They mark

the exact moment to the minute that his

gracious Majesty King Louie, God bless

him, that his death at the hands of

cruel murderers. The

most tragic event. Would you a damn poor

view of it in England?

I should also tell you, my lord, that in

this club, for obvious reasons, everyone

is addressed as Msie.

I understand, Msie. A wise precaution.

Enjoy your evening, Msia. I will. I

will.

Good evening, Messier.

What's your game?

Hazard, Miss,

do you wish to join us?

Hazard, I've always an eye to the main

chance. As long as the stakes ain't too

high.

You've got the devil's luck, Miss.

Have I miss? Are you an acquaintance of

his?

You find yourself amusing.

I find myself winning and that's

amusing. And how do you find yourself?

Or perhaps you haven't. A chance of

eight.

Five.

Then I'll set to the main charts.

11.

Caster wins again

to this marvelous establishment where

everyone can enjoy good company, make

merry, and be themselves.

Seven's the main.

Seven's the main. 20 against you here.

And here.

Seven.

And again, if you please,

keep them running when your luck's in.

Eh.

Chance is six against you, Ms.

I'll double.

And so will I.

I'll double again. M

make it 100

matched.

Anyone else?

Chances 12. Six. The main

five.

Come my little ones. Two sweet sixes if

you please.

A

fortune often favors fools.

True, Mure. But it's far better to be

born lucky than wise.

Then most Englishmen must be born very

lucky.

Most Englishmen don't know how lucky

they are to be English. Just as most

Frenchmen don't know how unlucky they

are to be French,

Msure,

though I doubt if you can understand

that. It's simply casting pearls before

swine.

Artificial pearls.

Yes, but real swine.

Champ,

he bested you. Shalier.

Idiot.

No names.

I forgot. Dory's dead, isn't he?

All those years as a man. Why?

It's a man's world, Margo. And she

wanted to be part of it.

Then why change? Why go back to being a

woman?

The Shiovalia was a royalist. She needed

a disguise.

And now she has the doer.

Percy,

we must find where she's holding the

child.

Percy,

what?

I said we have to find the child and

before does.

You will. It's simple.

Simple.

Madame Trin will tell me

what?

You could be in danger from Chev.

You know the signal. Yes.

When it comes, leave the theater

immediately. Andrew will be waiting.

Be careful, Mark.

Your concern is very touching, Paci.

Pass, what was I saying?

How worried you were for my safety?

I confess our reunion has quite

exhausted me.

I fear nothing can now prevent me from

slipping gently into the art. Damn.

Mercy. Mercy.

He's off his food.

tried everything. Last thing he ate was

two days ago.

Made such a tasty omelette.

It'll be such an old woman. He'll eat

when he's hungry.

No, he won't. He's beyond that. And he

won't take any notice of me. None.

Except sometimes when I play with this.

Watch.

Louie.

Louie.

Hello, I'm Bon Bon, your little friend.

He's got to eat.

Force him down him.

Used to like it. God's sake fulfill me.

I keep him alive for another week.

Then I'll have Robes be right where I

want him.

Lou,

Lou,

such skill, Fe. Why did you acquire it?

At Labasar school. The most famous

master in Europe. He wouldn't take

anyone. He chose his pupils. I was very

fortunate

and very modest.

He also taught the shalier dory.

Did he? By God.

Are you so certain the shalier has the

doofan?

Can one ever be completely certain? But

the way the doofan was taken, the way

Madame Juven was killed and calame all

have his his signature.

Did you ever see him fight a duel

plushy?

Oh yes, twice. He was amazing. Cold as

ice showed no sign of triumph when he

killed.

He was killed.

You overwhelm me with confidence.

Well, confidence comes from practice.

Come

at speed.

Mad,

I've heard from them again.

It's on the table.

They've given me a week. They say

they'll kill him if I refuse.

I believe they will.

2 million. Why can't you find him?

You rely on me too heavily, citizen.

I've served you well, but I'm not a

magician.

Nevertheless,

I have the beginnings of a plan.

But I shall need the money.

That's impossible.

As bait.

Bait? What do you mean?

Every trap requires bait, citizen. I'm

sure that you as a politician are aware

of this.

Continue.

Let us suppose that we go along with

this plan. We get the do, they get the

ransom.

Then I trap them and recover the money.

Make it sound simple.

No, it won't be simple. It will be very

complicated. But I see flaws in their

plan which will aid mind

if

they can have the bait.

There seems no other way. There is no

other way.

Very well, I'll arrange it.

But suppose you fail.

Oh, I think we both know what will

happen, don't we, citizen?

Yes, I think we do.

Who next citizens? Who will be next to

defend our politics? To arms of France

and liberty. Who will be next?

To arms. To arms of France and liberty.

I persuaded Rob's Pierre to release the

ransom. By the end of the week, we'll be

out of France and 2 million in the

ritual. You must be feeling very pleased

with yourself.

Moderately, sir.

Your complacency is premature, Chevam.

Saj searched my dressing room last

night.

You're sure of this?

Not quite sure. She found the mask.

My god.

She's obviously spying for Rob.

No,

she's still working with her husband.

Separation was a sham.

You must leave for Strasburg tonight.

I'll make the exchange as planned and

continue with the ransom.

You take me for a fool.

Do you take me for a liar?

Listen, Shiovalier.

If Blakeley knows about you, that

jeopardizes everything for both of us.

So, I must trust you.

We must trust each other.

I said we would share this ransom and

share it we will.

Chevan,

until I receive my minion, consider your

life in my hands.

You must leave tonight.

Very well.

But let me deal with Saju.

No,

she's mine.

Well done, Margarit.

Wonderful.

much more inspiring than the real thing.

Surely liberty is your constant source

of inspiration.

For myself, naturally,

for my fellow citizens,

perhaps a guillotine wields more

influence.

I thought it had lost its appeal.

Well, certainly the crowds are not as

big as they used to be. The occasional

celebrity still draws them. a beautiful

woman for example

though I don't know why do you

but really after the king and queen

anyone seems something of an anticlimax

even Rob's Pierre

no I suppose not

regrettably I won't be here to see it

you think it will happen then

oh it's inevitable everyone who made

this revolution has been destroyed by it

out of control.

So, where will you be?

Who knows?

Dine with me tonight and I'll tell you,

will you?

In detail.

You'll honor me with your confidence.

Not at all.

When you are ready, wait for me at the

stage door.

You know

how

very much I enjoy your company.

Yes, Paul, I do.

Cecil, is the cab waiting?

It should be, madame. I ordered it

before the performance.

Come in.

You could be in danger from Chaua. You

know the signal. When it comes, leave

the theater immediately. Andrew will be

waiting.

SQ.

There's no need to hurry. I ordered a

cold supper.

I

I'm very sorry, Paul. I'm feeling

unwell.

Surely you're not going to disappoint

me, Margarite. I was so looking forward

to this evening.

I'm afraid I'd be poor company for you.

Well, you don't need to sparkle. Your

presence will be enough. After all, we

are old friends, and a promise is a

promise.

Wait here.

You must drink. You've got to

Oh, come on, Louie.

Just for me, eh?

I've come for the boy.

What do you mean you've come for him?

Where's Choa?

The plan's changed.

He hasn't told me.

Well, I'm telling you now, Fumier,

you're to stay here, and I'm to take the

boy.

Help.

congreaves. Pretty toys, but no weapon

for a man.

Who are you?

They seek him here, they seek him there.

Surely you've heard the rest. Such a

foolish little rhyme.

Ah, Blakey,

are you alone?

Why were you about to propose?

Yes, I'm proposing to kill you.

That'll be interesting. I've never been

killed before.

There's always a first time.

Nothing too fancy, Shiovalier.

I'm a little out of practice.

Do you take it, sir? Madam, I was fond

of the shirt.

What a dreadful pity you hadn't an

audience.

You're my audience.

help.

over here. Shabbali.

Your whole life has been a performance,

hasn't it?

You've never known who you are or even

what you are.

You had to invent yourself.

Come out and fight. You don't even

exist.

God

send them to the glo.

Let the queen,

your majesty,

Luap,

I won't hurt you.

Blood.

I always suspected you had a mercenary

nature. Shuffle.

Shovelam, put the boy down. Your partner

in this absurd enterprise is dead.

My thanks. I never trusted her. Put him

down.

You could easily miss with that toy. The

light's uncertain and you might hit the

child.

Very true.

Will I miss now?

That's impulsive, melodramatic, and

utterly ineffectual.

Put the boy down.

No.

Pass.

Well, go on. Do it if you're going to.

One way for less. I can always get

another. You'll lose her, the child, and

then your life.

Louie,

pull the trigger, my dear fellow. Pull

the trigger.

Louie,

well, don't just stand there, Mario.

Yes.

Heat.

Heat.

You risked my life.

I know him too well. So do you.

I hate you.

Now you ruined my dress.

Show a line.

Show a line.

Did you kill her?

No. Blake needy did. He's got the boy.

The hell are we going to do now?

She can save us.

What's this?

Don't you recognize her?

Alias

Shalier Dori, the leader of the group

who took the doer. I tracked her to the

shadow Ganon

and killed her.

You will receive a detailed report.

Who said the shvalier douly? How could

she be? He was a man.

Mo, he was thought to be a man. That's

how he could disappear.

Very strange. Remarkable, in fact.

I always underestimate you, Shaua. I

apologize.

So, where is the DA?

I found him dead.

Buried him in the gardens of the chatau.

Dead.

What am I going to do now? What now?

It's been taken care of, citizen.

Oh, here I am. Your little friend Bon

Bon.

Where did you find him?

At the theater.

Gave me quite a shock. The likeness is

extraordinary.

You should play the part rather well,

don't you think?

Our little secret.

Hey, citizen.

It's good to see him smile again.

Looks well enough now, but he'll never

be king.

Do you think he'd want to be? Who would

want to be? spoken like a good

Republican.

Someday there won't be any kings. Percy,

my dear Liberty, have you the gift of

prophecy?

I have a gift for you. Something you

once threw away.

Welcome home, Lady Britney.

Heat. Heat.

Heat. Heat.