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You're not what I imagined, Monseur Guibourg.

Father Etienne.

The Church may have rejected me

but they cannot take away my faith.

So, can you answer my wishes?

Our Lord's strength is in harnessing nature.

I cannot go against the natural order.

Well, I only want what is right.

In his soul, he desires me more than anything.

Such feelings can only be secured

if the subject is deserving of your love.

I would sacrifice my life for him.

That should not be necessary.

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She's perfect!

But this world is no place for her.

And so it falls to me to find her peace.

There.

Now, there are certain duties you need to perform before the ritual.

Certain rites to be observed.

I am not sure if I am ready for this!

You think this is a marketplace?

You think I am some simple merchant?

You think that it's some kind of

take-it-or-leave-it service to be dabbled in?

Devote your life to his service

and your wishes will be granted.

Now, place your hand on the Holy Book

or don't

and leave your fate at the mercy of the prevailing wind.

The choice is yours.

Sorry to break your hearts, gentlemen

but it looks like I am victorious once again.

I'm just going to take my winnings and leave.

That's a lot of coin, you see. So sorry.

It was a pleasure, gentlemen, as always.

Excuse me.

Lucky in cards, unlucky in love.

Not so far.

You have a magic touch!

We make quite a team!

I'd call that a handsome morning's work

It's a convincing charade.

It's easier when my orders overlap with my hobbies.

At any rate, he seems to be falling for your charms.

I've yet to meet a man that doesn't.

Make sure you have his trust.

We can then choose a moment to abuse it.

I must admit I'm impressed, dear brother.

You set a fine example on how to deny your passion

in the service of your duty.

Where were you?

What business is it of yours?

You're fucking him, aren't you?

We devised a deft game at cheating at the card table.

That hardly constitutes consummation!

I see, you can't even deny it.

I want to know exactly what you've been up to.

You're drunk. Don't patronize me!

There are bigger things going on here.

You have no idea what this is about.

The whole fucking salon knows what's going on!

Do you have to rub my nose in it?

It's complicated. I can't explain it right now.

Maybe this will help you find the right words.

You dare threaten me?

No.

I have a much better idea.

You're bluffing.

You don't even know how to load it properly.

You really want to know how much I feel for you?

Do you want to know what's really in my heart?

Let me show you.

I don't recognize you anymore.

You stay away from me!

He missed...

the story of his life.

Go away! Go away!

Dig it up.

All of it.

I'm at prayer, Bontemps.

Sire, I insist you come with me.

Monseur Louvois awaits you in the Council Room.

Regarding what?

A messengerhas just arrived from the Palatinate.

We have killed hundreds, possibly more.

And how many were soldiers?

None, Sire. They were all unarmed civilians.

Our troops: loyal, professional Frenchmen

have slaughtered innocent women and children?

They got out of control: drunk, rampaging,

They looted, butchered, raped.

They say the world has never witnessed such barbarity.

Turenne is a man of restraint. How could this happen?

He claims, Sire, he had the King's blessing.

He's lost all reason.

War has destroyed his mind, eroded his judgment.

It would seem so, Sire.

The Elector Palatinate was our staunch ally.

No more, Sire.

He has joined William of Orange against us.

I must seek giudance from above.

Ours is a God of wroth,

and we have angered Him much already.

Would His Majesty share this news with the Princess Palatine?

She will find out soon enough,

if she has not heard already.

What of your family?

Some are unaccounted for.

I have cousins and childhood friends living in the heartland.

So, they might have survived.

They say your forces killed everyone in sight.

My country will never be the same again.

My brother's actions have nothing to do with me.

I'm sorry.

I am married to the family that has destroyed my people.

Everybody out!

But there are conventions to be observed, sir

I don't give a shit! Tell them to leave.

I don't think that's apt.

If you don't, I will!

You cannot overrule the King.

I have things to say that can only be heard

by those who shared a bloody womb!

Go on, get out!

Would you defy your King's brother?

Must you live your entire life in a melodrama?

You are a monster.

What you did in the Palatinate makes you no better than a common killer.

Every war involves regrettable casualties.

Not the mass slaughter of innocent people!

There are rules, boundaries,

basic human decency! I was here at Versailles!

These events were outside my control.

Of course, it's always someone else's fault, isn't it?

You're never said sorry in your entire life

Turenne was acting on his own initiative.

This butchery could not have happened without your consent!

You're as guilty as he is!

What am I supposed to do?

I have a spy in my palace, my troops are in retreat,

and half of Europe has vowed to destroy me!

You have blood on your hands, brother.

Maybe that's your true legacy.

You don't want to be loved.

You want to be feared.

Why am I still being tortured?

I cannot say, Sire.

I crushed all carnal thoughts,

I acknowledged my errors,

yet still, God is punishing me with this massacre!

I've done everything in my power to please him.

What else can I do?

To pray is the only solution, Sire.

All answers will come to you through Him.

Hardly the first bastard child

to be disposed of without ceremony.

I cannot talk now, I have matinees.

God can wait. I'm here on behalf of the King.

Tell me about the Church's refuge, St. Genevieve,

An institution for lost souls.

They take the children of whores.

Such charity is misplaced.

Sinners must pay their own debts.

The Church has no such place.

How can you be sure?

Because I have authority over all France.

That includes you.

Do you know a priest in Paris, Father Etienne?

No, I do not.

Etienne

Guibourg?

If Guibourg is at large in Paris,

you must stop him, quickly.

You requested my counsel, Majesty?

As a woman of experience,

I thought you might understand the nuances of modern life.

I wish to become a better lover for my husband.

The profound love of wedlock can only come through God, Majesty.

How would you characterize your marriage?

My late husband was very busy with his work.

He wasn't one for physical prowess.

Although, occasionally, my husband seemed to find me irresistible,

after I bathed in aromatic oils.

Aromatic oils?

I beg your pardon, Your Majesty.

Solange, that won't be necessary.

Indeed, I have a favor to ask of you.

I understand you and a certain lady are no longer close friends.

To compensate for your loss, I would like you to be mine.

I am honored.

I want you to feign friendship and keep a discreet eye on her for me.

Madame de Montespa...

Don't mention that name in my presence again!

Yes, Majesty.

I don't trust that harlot to keep her distance.

If she sets another fragrant foot near the King,

I will make her pay.

Is that quite clear?

That the friendship and love of the King may be assured to me,

that I may be honored by all the court,

that my lover deny me nothing I ask.

So, I just have to read it?

Guibourg will explain the rest.

You must follow his instructions precisely.

You seem troubled, pretty one.

I do not like going against the teachings of Rome.

The Church!

The Church likes to believe there was

nothing of spiritual worth before Christ.

They try to deny the ancient wisdom

but cannot ignore it.

To doubt is natural.

I will stop at nothing to secure the King's love.

Good.

To seal the charm,

you will need a few drops your lover's fresh sweat.

I am forbidden all access to him.

You are a resourceful woman.

You'll find a way.

We have been over it.

No sign of that priest, Sire, and no one willing to talk.

Find the whore named Matilde.

She plies her trade in that purgatory.

My master expects me...

I'm here on behalf of the King.

Problem?

Has Odile incurred your disapproval?

Merely my suspicion.

So, may I have my servant back?

That's a distinctive brocade.

Yes, I'll give you the name of my tailor,

if you could afford him.

I prefer a less tawdry cut.

Some of us were born to set fashions,

others merely to follow them

Come along, Odile.

Are you spying on me?

I thought you were my friend! I was.

And this is how you betray me?

Everything I know of treachery, I learned from you!

I've done nothing wrong, sir.

I don't care about your sins.

I need your help to find Father Etienne Guibourg.

You gave him your child.

Well, that man's a saint!

He's helped countless of us, the likes of me

If yo care about the safety of your child,

tell me what you know.

Why?

What's happened to her?

I cannot say.

Tell me where he can be found.

Will it suffice?

So long as it contains it's essence, yes.

You must cover your skin with half of this at daybreak,

the other half at dusk.

And ingest nothing but this tincture, in advance.

Is that clear?

I don't know if I can do this.

I would not have invested in your future

if I did not believe in you.

But it's not too late, I can still turn back, can't I?

You know in your heart

you've already taken the first step.

She was my friend.

She may have betrayed me but she did not deserve this.

There can be no salvation without sacrifice.

What if I am damned?

Were you seen? I'm not sure.

Was there someone maybe? I don't know!

Then you must believe

And you will soon be at the King's side.

How can you be so sure?

Because I have faith.

Long is the road to enlightenment and hard is the way.

I can feel my enemies' breath on the back of my neck.

Find them.

Here I am before You.

A sinner...penitent.

Do you hear me?

Do you see me?

You taunt me, is that it?

I am here for your amusement!

Punish me if you wish

but why must the people of France suffer for my sins?

What must I do?

With your help, I will confront my foes

and bring the enemies of your Kingdom to justice.

But I need your help.

Do I have it?

Do I have it?

Horses!

Keep our distance.

I gave orders not to be disturbed.

I came to pray, Your Highness.

What do you pray for?

For you.

I'm in no need of prayer.

I disagree.

You need it more than anyone.

You carry all our hopes,

our desires, our dreams.

I also lead a gilded life, don't I?

I have everything in tha world a man could ever want.

Bring the heart of France is a terrible burden.

You must be stronger than all of us.

But if I can't find the strength?

God will help you. He will show you the way.

How did you find such strength?

I have lived a full life.

I have known sin and redemption.

I achieved inner peace.

I wish it were so simple.

You must recognize your fear, admit your weakness

and confess your sins.

I do nothing else these days!

Something...

Something is sapping the breath from within me.

You are only human

and you are a good man.

You are not alone.

Do you agree to serve the Lord?

I do.

Gather round!

You helped me find my strength.

You carry your responsibilities like a cross.

As King, I must carry the sins of all my people.

That was the sacrifice of Our Lod.

He does want me to follow Him, doesn't He?

Yes.

But He does not ask you to become Him.

Then I am just another man,

weak, fallible, mortal.

You are just a man

but you have forgotten how to see,

to hear

and to feel,

and you must remember how to breathe.

My heart beats again.

"My heart aches every hour we are apart.

"When will we ever be together?"

Something is wrong?

What makes you say that?

Your expression. I can't read it.

I spent a lifetime perfecting that particular skill.

What are you thinking?

A wife should never ask her husband that question.

The answer will always disappoint.

You frighten me.

Oh, I'm not the one to fear.

A girl like you should be more careful in her choice of lover.

I don't know what you mean.

Never trust a man who

presents more than one version of himself

or one who writes stories for a living.

You're sure Thomas suspects nothing?

I have him eating from my perfumed palm.

Then you will tell him tonight

that the King is arrogant, pigheaded and paranoid.

Shouldn't be too dificult.

You will say that I am losing my grip on reality,

rejecting all reasonable advice

and you wish to leave Versailles for good.

Again, I think I can manage that.

And then you will tell him that the war is lost

and my men are cornered like rats in a trap.

We cannot hold onto Utrecht another day,

We will withdraw all our forces after nightfall.

How can you be so sure this will work?

Because I have seen the light.

Is that the delicate touch of the Duke of Cassel?

Very drawned!

Your eau de toilette is unmistakable, sir.

Therefore, worth every penny.

How do you fancy

going out, making a fortune

on the card table and getting blind drunk?

Tough day?

You have no idea.

No, don't read that! It's not finished yet.

What is it?

It's a scene from a new play I'm working on about the war.

It's a proper comedy if my brother has anything to do with it!

Really? He's a natural disaster.

You won't believe the mess he's making of it now.

Perhaps you should play the lead role,

since you didn't get a chance to play your part during the battle.

Would I have to audition along with all the other actors?

Well, that all depends on how good you are.

"Your voice is the guttural roar

of the cannons on fire.

Your eyes

are the flames from the torches of Satan, with ire."

Try some more, this time with real feeling.

"The kick of the musket,

the flash of the powder ignites,

the glint of the blade,

"The clash of the iron jaw that...

bites."

Lucifer has been celebrating his evil in the very heart of France

These sinful pages dealing with the rich rite of human sacrifice.

This unholy priest feels no remorse?

No pity? Not yet.

But one of his disciples spoke.

It seems the priest had accomplices in the village.

Chief among them, a woman.

Extract their names from him

and show him the full force of my justice.

Oh, my child, my poor child!

What I saw!

I was dreaming.

What? I was dreaming.

I sold my soul!

Our Lord will protect you.

He is your master.

And what of Father Etienne?

Monseur Marchal and his men took him.

What if they saw where I went?

No, he's never betrayed any of his followers.

Then he's never met Monseur Marchal.

We must have faith in him.

What do I do now?

After the way the King has betrayed you,

don't tell me you do not seek justice.

Until the next time.

They followed Sokol.

There we go! We're holding you!

Oh, oh, I'm really grateful. Thank you.

I will reward each one of you! Wait!

Hold on a second! What are you doing?

This is an outrage! You fucking scum!

Look what you've done to me now.

Compliments of your new lover.

Thomas? I didn't see his face

but it had to be him.

I was following your little shit!

Why?

Because I wanted to discuss

the weather over Armagnac and macaroons.

What do you think?

You're making it worse!

Why won't you let me help you? Because this is your fault!

I'm going back right now and kill him properly this time!

You can't!

I have my honor to think of and so should you!

You musn't cause him any more trouble.

We have to leave him alone. Why?

Trust me, it's important!

Trust you? Seriously?

Get your hands off me! I love you!

But Thomas has to be left alone.

We both need to show a brave face.

Can you do that? For me?

Run me a bath.

You seem preoccupied.

It is nothing, Sire.

It's about the Princess Palatine.

She's been in mourning since the loss of her countrymen.

I'm sure it's simply an oversight but

a few words from His Majesty might ease her pain.

You're right. I shall express my deepest regrets.

Yes.

That is not what you had in mind.

I think you should ask her forgiveness.

Confession is not the same as apology.

Why don't my priests be like you?

Do I frighten you?

No, Sire.

So, what do you fear?

Only myself.

I would like to show my appreciation and respect.

You are a model of humility and restraint.

You have fulfilled your duty as my brother's wife

under trying circumstances.

And now, you must feel great distress

after what has happened in your country.

Is that supposed to be an apology?

Obviously, I would let you return home,

were you not carrying my brother's child.

My child will grow up within a family of murderers.

I came here to discover a new life

of joy, of liberty.

I am now your captive.

You have complete ownership of me.

I am at your mercy.

I am sorry.

The priest had accomplices, among them, a woman.

What ails you, sir?

I drew this in my own blood.

Now I recall where I saw it first.

And now, the labyrinth returns to haunt me.

The tarot sorceress may be part of this heresy too.

I thought you might like to go the way of our Lord.

My soul is immortal.

You cannot destroy me.

Is that so?

Well, I will enjoy trying.

I only believe in the here and now.

And right now, there is only you and me, Seron.

Who else is behind this abomination?

I give you nothing!

I imagine, you can appreciate

the significance.

Oh, yes!

Just as I appreciate

your insignificance!

My prince is all-powerful.

Yes.

It appears that your Lord has forsaken you.

Give me a name.

I already know of Madame Agathe.

Who else?

The young doctor.

Who?

The young doctor.

Claudine?

Oh, so soft

to the touch, yes.

She...she cried for your help, you know.

as she died, she...

...like a lamb to the slaughter.

It was gratifying

taking the life force from one so...

so sweet.

Subtitle transcribed by Uncle Andy