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Trepagny:
Previously on barkskins...

René: He will hunt
you down if you leave.

Charles: Then we
shall make a game of it.

Mari: He has more
land than he can hold.

It is for a fille du roi.

He wants to fill the
doma with children.

Trepagny: I am to have a wife!

Charles: Whoa, whoa, please.

Please, I mean no harm.

Charles: No, no,
have m, have mercy!

Mathilde: Thom!
What are you after?

.

.

Hamish: It is francis.
He is dead.

Mathilde: Go.
Get the girl.

Hamish: The priest?

Yvon: They came for him.
I, I put him down.

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Hamish: Where is he?

Watch over the priest.
I'll find lafarge.

Take this, I'll be
quicker without it.

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Bouchard: I came to hear
your account of what happened.

Mathilde: It was gus
lafarge and his boy.

The whole town knows that.

Bouchard: What
were they after?

The girl and the priest?

Mathilde: No... It
was a business dispute.

Gus had it out for francis.

He came by threatening us both.

Bouchard: A business dispute?

Mathilde: That is
my account, captain.

Bouchard: I'd like to hear
details of this dispute.

Mathilde: A wobble.

This is lafarge's
poor craftsmanship.

Bouchard: This mayhem is
on account of a wobble?

Mathilde: The
wobble upset francis.

And gus refused
to honor his work.

Bouchard: And that is
what happened last night?

Mathilde: Aye.

Bouchard: All that with the
girl and the priest from the

Iroquois massacre out...

Mathilde: One is not
related to the other.

Bouchard: What would the
hudson bay man goames say

About this if I asked him?

Mathilde: You doubt
the words of a widow.

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Bouchard: Mathilde. Apologies.

Francis was... He
was a particular man.

The town will be made
poorer without him.

Mathilde: And you will bring
gus lafarge back to answer for

What he has done to me.

Bouchard: Of course.

First I must report these
events to québec city.

The intendant lafer will
not be happy with what has

Befallen wobik these past weeks.

That is a fierce wobble.

Gus should stick to
bending barrel staves.

If there is more
you wish to tell me,

Mathilde, I would hear it.

Mathilde: No. That
is all I wish to say.

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Yvon: We'll be wanting
to know what you saw
out there, priest.

Father clape: Father...

Father jerome: We're
here for brother clape.

Yvon: The company I
work for needs to hear
what the priest saw.

Father jerome: Father
clape will come with us.

Now step away.

Would you stab a priest?

Yvon: Depends on the
priest, I suppose.

This is my apple knife.
For now.

Father jerome: Brother
clape will be seen to.

And when he finds his
tongue, we'll have his story.

And bathe him in the
wisdom of the lord,

So that he may be
made whole again.

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Trepagny: Excellent
work, monsieur sel.

Come with me.

There are more that need
to be pulled from the sky.

This way.

René: I might be of help
if you tell me what
you're looking for.

Trepagny: A span of trees.

René: What sort of trees?

Trepagny: Ones that will
hold and reign over the rest.

This is not that, do you agree?

René: Eh, it depends.

Trepagny: Yes.
So much depends.

Yes. Yes.

This is the place,
I'm sure of it.

You see how these
create a perfect form?

René: Yes.

Trepagny: Leave them.

Clear the rest.

René: What are we building?

Trepagny: A sky table,
these will be the legs.

René: Sky table?
Trepagny: Yes.

I wish to stride over the
trees and study the clouds

And the smoke from wobik.

No man in new France
will possess such a view.

René: I have never
heard of such a thing.

Trepagny: I have invented it.

I have made a sketch.

The original
precedent for such a thing.

René: I will start at once.

Trepagny: I have been granted
a wife by decree of the king

And I wish to complete
the table before we
are properly bound.

René: What of mari?

Trepagny: Mari is not my wife.

René: Sir.

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Trepagny: Oh. Worry not.

'tis the wendat. Bonjour!

Tell me, sel.

What does a man such as
yourself think of all day?

Besides the bite
of the axe, I mean.

René: I think of nothing.

Trepagny: Nonsense.

The bird of
thought enters us all.

What vapors fill your mind?

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René: I think sometimes, uh...

.

Of my brother.

Trepagny: He who is dead.

René: Yes.

Trepagny: This is
what families are like.

The ones who have come
and passed from this world,

Push us to find new fields.

It is the fear of
departing this realm
without leaving a mark.

You must do better
than this dead brother.

You must set a
course for yourself.

René: I will start with this.

Trepagny: And mari must
not know a word of this.

Now, I need to be
able to trust you.

René: You have my word.

Trepagny: Good.

Yvon: There you are.

I do not like them, but
they are good for now.

Bouchard: Mr. Goames.

Hamish: Gus lafarge is dead.

Bouchard: By your hand?

Hamish: No. He had
the jump on me.

I was done for.

Then a man came out of
the woods and ran him
through with a stake.

Bouchard: What man?

Hamish: It was dark.

His flesh putrid.
That is all I saw.

Bouchard: You expect me
to believe this tale?

Hamish: It is the truth.

Lafarge is dead.

Yvon: Black robes
took the priest.

Hamish: Lafarge's
boy took the girl.

Bouchard: There is
no need for summary.

My head aches with it.

My men are out
looking for the girl.

She will be found and gus's
boy will be taken care of.

Yvon: Just like you took
care of what happened out
there on the creek?

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Bouchard: He speaks for you?

Yvon: I speak for myself.

Bouchard: Mr. Goames,
you are a guest of
king louis of France.

The hudson bay company has
no claim in this territory.

Hamish: I've been tasked in
finding mr. Cross and I shall

See that job through
until I get a proper account.

Bouchard: How?

Hamish: Well, maybe
the girl saw something
during the massacre.

Bouchard: Aye.
The bloody iroquois.

The very same ones feeding
the crows down by the docks.

Yvon: They will be back
to collect their dead.

Bouchard: Now I would remind
you and your savage that the

Penalty for stepping
beyond your place is death.

Ask your questions, find
your man cross or not,

And then be gone.

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Charles: I... I have
skill with both the
french and english,

I know their
ways, their customs.

I can help you with
your trade in new France.

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Teyaronhïio': Our
village is full.

Goodbye, french.

Charles: No... No.

No, please! No!

Hawahstha': Do you know
how we judge a true warrior?

If you can outrun my
arrow, we'll know your worth.

Häa'tatoyenhk: Run, french.

Melissande: Tighter.

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Mother sabrine: What
is the matter, child?

Delphine: I'm terrified
I'm going to choose wrong.

Melissande: Not I.

I will have the one
with the most land.

Mother sabrine: There is more
to men than how much land they

Have to their name.

Are they devout?

Are they kind?

Melissande: Men are not kind.

Not unless they want something.

And then you keep it from
them and drive them mad.

Mother sabrine: I believe
there is good in all men.

And the task of the
woman is to draw it forth.

To nurture it.

Delphine: What would you
know of men, mother?

Mother sabrine: I'll have
you know I was married

Before I took my vows.

I was in love with
the shopkeep's son,

But my father
married me to a widower.

A sheep farmer with fat
hands, who smelled of
sheep shit and brandy.

On my wedding night, I
cried myself to sleep.

He spoke not a
word for three days,

Just pointed with his fat hands.

Food. Bed. Brandy.

Then one night, there
was a terrible storm.

Lightning dropping onto the
sheep field bright as day.

We went to gather the flock
into the barn and a bolt of

Lightning struck the oak tree
in the center of the flock

Where my husband stood.

I was on a paved
stone and spared.

But the last thing I
remember seeing was him

Pointing at me in the rain.

Melissande: Is the lesson
don't marry a sheep farmer?

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Mother sabrine:
Dress yourselves.

We must ready the hall
for the dance tonight.

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Mother sabrine: Let
us begin our work.

Quickly!

Melissande: It's disgusting.

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Delphine: It could be worse.

Mother sabrine:
Delphine. Those sacks.

Shovel. Surely you know
what to do with that.

Melissande: Mm, I've
never used one in my life.

Mother sabrine: Do not attempt
to lie to me about such a

Small thing as a shovel.

Now, work.

Delphine, gather some
flowers for the garden.

We will touch this place
up to a perfect shine.

Melissande: I will help her.

Mother sabrine: Be quick then.

Melissande: Soon we will be
free of mother sabrine and

Make our fortune.

Isn't that why you came here?

Delphine: My
village was small.

There was nothing for me there.

Melissande: And there
will be nothing here unless
you make something.

Or else you never
should've made the journey.

Delphine: Aren't you
afraid of what awaits us?

Melissande: I won't
wait for anything, delphine.

I watched my mother
wait her whole life.

She's still there.

In her chair in the kitchen.

Looking out at that
dirt yard, watching the
chickens hunt fleas.

Huh?

Delphine: You saw
claudette's lot.

Melissande: That is claudette.

It won't be me.

If you put your mind to it,
you can remake yourself here.

Trepagny: Show me clearly the
one you have chosen for me.

Or speak her name that I might
know her upon first sight.

A modest woman free of
vanity whose greatest
pleasure is to please.

One with whom I might
ascend on beams of the light.

Very well.

Mari: What are you
going to town for?

Trepagny: Business, mari.

Mari: I will wait for you.

Trepagny: Do not.

I will stay at the inn tonight.

And when I return, I will
sleep here from now on.

Not in your cabin.

Mari: It is our cabin.
Your son sleeps there.

Trepagny: Then it will be
made better for the room.

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Come.

And one, and one...

No, no, no, no.

Have you forgotten
everything I taught you?

Again.

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Mari: I do not want to dance.

Trepagny: Mari... Come.

Mari: Release me.

Trepagny: Mari.

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Trepagny: What have you done?

Clean me up.

Cooke: I... I cannot
return to our house.

I cannot enter it without
thinking that you will be

There instead of these
trees that surround.

Charles: Sir?

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Charles: I come in
respect for the dead, sir.

And in need of help.

Cooke: Whose man are you?

Charles: Monsieur trepagny
bought my contract

And then released me.

Cooke: You have run off.

Say it.

Charles: Yes, I have.

Cooke: And now you pester me.

The town is there.

They will arrest you
for desertion or worse,

If that fool
trepagny demands it.

Charles: I need only to make
it to the docks for a boat

Back to France.

Cooke: Passage to
France requires coin.

You plainly have none.

Charles: Excuse me, sir.

My apologies.
Take this for the grave.

Cooke: Is there no corner of
this godforsaken land where

I can be met with silence?

You hold forth weeds and
you burble empty words.

You defile my departed's
grave with your idiocy.

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Charles: Sir, whatever
you need done, I will do.

I've learned much from
my time in the woods.

Cooke: I can see that.

Charles: How many men do
you know who can connive an

Indian out of clothes?

They prepared a
feast in my honor,

I gained
knowledge of their ways.

Cooke: Get to your point.

Charles: I can be
of service to you.

Cooke: But how exactly?

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Hamish: I would like
a word, mr. Cooke.

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Cooke: Of course.

Hamish: Your man, gus lafarge.

Cooke: Aye.
What of him?

Hamish: Gus and his son
ransacked the innkeeper.

His boy thom took the
girl that we found at
the creek settlement.

Cooke: What happened at
the inn was a tragedy and

Captain bouchard will see
to it and set it right,

I'm sure of it.

Hamish: The captain is nothing
but a bellyful of brandy and

Not the man to
set anything right.

Gus lafarge is dead.

I saw his end myself.

Cooke: Come in.

We shall have a cup
of tea and discuss.

Hamish: Thank you.

Cooke: Oh. May I?

My wife used to prepare
this for me every morning.

She said, honey for the throat,

And lavender for the eyes.

I think you'll find
it quite soothing.

Hamish: Sufficiently hot.

Cooke: Do not lie, mr. Goames.

I can see that it pleases you.

Hamish: Answers
will please me more.

Gus lafarge is dead.

A good result for
you, I suppose.

Cooke: He leaves
behind a wife and son.

I would hardly call
that a good result.

If he's dead, as you say.

Hamish: He is.
Where's the boy?

Cooke: Well, how would I know?

What happened at the
inn was not of my doing.

Hamish: This is about
the creek massacre
and your hand in it.

Cooke: The
iroquois were the hand.

They were put down.

Hamish: The iroquois are
easily guided to savagery.

Cooke: Mr. Goames, do not
take me for a frenchman
who harbors secrets.

Now, you came here to
look for your man cross.

Hamish: Yes.

Cooke: And the
company sent you.

Hamish: They did.

Cooke: Tell me.

Who was it who tasked
you with this mission?

Hamish: The name
doesn't matter.

Cooke: Though I recently
parted from the company,

Yet I have many
friends in her bloody ranks.

The name matters.

Hamish: What are
you getting at, cooke?

Cooke: The company
did not send you here.

If they had, you would know
that what happened by the

Creek was your man cross's idea.

That's right.

The massacre, the gathering
and enticing of the iroquois.

Hamish: I don't believe you.

Cooke: Pardon me, sir,
but I don't believe you.

The company did not send you.

You're here for
some other purpose.

Hamish: And what of it?

Cross is married to my sister.

Father to her son.

His correspondence ended.

So I came here to discover
his whereabouts for my sister.

That is the truth.

Cooke: And yet,
cross is a company man.

Hamish: To the bone.

Cooke: Well, as a
company man yourself,

You should know that it is
their aim to grab land where

They can create instability
and then move in and take

Advantage of that instability.

Your cross was
sent here to do that.

Hamish: You lie.

Cooke: I'm
afraid that I do not.

He contacted me and asked me
to partner with him on this.

And now, I am afraid I
am left to foot the bill.

So, you see, mr. Goames,
we are allies of a sort.

Hamish: We are no such thing.

Where's cross?

Cooke: Well, I don't
know, but he's probably dead.

Hamish: Well, if he is, you
will be held accountable.

Cooke: And how exactly
will I be held accountable?

This is new France.
Where do you think you are?

And what will the french do
when they find out that a pack

Of english were behind this?

Especially ones with ties
to the hudson bay company.

That, to me, looks
like an act of war.

And they will round up
and hang every british
civilian they can find.

Including you.

So, let us finish our tea
like good british subjects,

And then, perhaps you should
leave through the backdoor,

And not give that drunken
bouchard too many pieces

To put together.

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Mari: What are you doing?

René: My job.

Trepagny said this plot is to
be cleared so I will clear it.

Mari: What for?

René: A table in the sky.

You may ask him about it.

Mari: Did he tell you what
his business in town is for?

René: No.

Mari: It is for that woman.

He told you this, I know.

René: He told me nothing
except to work and to clear

This plot so he
may build his table.

Mari: And you do
everything he says.

René: That is my job.

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Mari: What else?

René: Nothing.

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Mari: He's mad.

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René: Yes.
Yes. Perhaps.

Mari: He will bring unnatural
things to settle here.

I've seen what he
does to men like you.

You will die in
this forest, mr. Sel.

Now tell me.

René: I have given my word
to serve mr. Trepagny and

I will do so.

Honorably.

Mari: And what of me?

.

René: Please. Mari...

Let me finish my work in peace.

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Thom: Monsieur cooke.

Cooke: Ah. There
you are, my boy.

Ah, in here. Sit.

Are you all right?
Are you all right?

Did anyone see you?

Thom: No, sir.

Cooke: Ah.

Thom: Is my father here?

Cooke: No.

No, he, he hasn't returned.

Is... Is something wrong?

Thom: I hurt the
innkeep's wife.

Stabbed her.

Cooke: Where is the...
That little girl?

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Thom: Monsieur
trepagny showed up.

And the little girl ran off.

I'm truly sorry, mr. Cooke.

I suppose my father was
just doing his job for you.

Cooke: No. No.

You are mistaken in that.

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You understand?

Thom: Yes, sir.
Cooke: Good.

Thom: Can you help
me find my father?

He did not show at
the meeting place.

Cooke: Of course.

Of course, thom.

But first, we must hide you.

You cannot go home after
what happened at the inn.

I will handle it.
Now, come with me.

Stay in here.

'till I take care of this.

Not a peep.

I will be back with
your father in no time.

Thom: Yes, sir.

Cooke: I should report
your whereabouts to
captain bouchard.

Charles: But you won't.

Cooke: Don't get
clever with me.

Charles: Clever would
be asking about the
boy in the shed.

I'm twice as clever to know
that would be a bad thing.

But if a man were to have
a job watching that shed,

Might that prove
his worth to you?

Cooke: It might.

Charles: Then I
shall watch like a hawk.

Cooke: Do not double-cross me.

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Melissande: Did
you expect a prince?

Delphine: They're old.

Melissande: Where
does a lady begin?

Delphine: What are
we supposed to do?

Melissande: This is our
chance to size up their offer.

The one at the end is
quite taken with you.

Delphine: He has a kind face
and not so old, I guess.

Melissande: Go
and talk to him.

Remember what to ask.

His land, the sort
of house he keeps.

Delphine: The man should
step forward first, no?

Melissande: Mother sabrine
said it is to be our choice.

Go. Be bold.

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Bouchard: Men of wobik.

I am watching all of you.

So mind yourselves!

These women are the property
of good king louis and it is

By his grace they stand before
you ready for matrimony

In the name of new France.

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Mother sabrine:
Present yourselves.

I believe some wine might help.

Man: Hi.
Angélique: Bonjour.

Melissande: That's better.

Delphine: Wish me luck.

Melissande: And
me good fortune.

Trepagny: Let the
tournament of love begin.

Ladies, I am claude trepagny.

No man in this room
has as much land as I.

Nor as fine a house, and
my doma is without equal.

Soon, it will
eclipse poor wobik.

Now, let me see.

Ah, yes.

What is your name?

Isabelle: Isabelle.

Trepagny: Isabelle. Enchanté.
Isabelle: Enchanté.

Trepagny: You are
very beautiful. And you?

Charlotte: Uh, charlotte.

Trepagny: It was
my mother's name.

Charlotte: Oh...

Trepagny: Magnificent perfume.

Charlotte: Oh.
Trepagny: Let's see...

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Trepagny: Mm.

Bouchard: Trepagny.

Hey, give the ladies some air.

They've likely had
enough of your preening.

Trepagny: I will give
them more than air.

Here. Now.

Spices and lumps of sugar from
the indies enough for every

Lovely lady here
to enjoy a taste.

Voilà. Please, help yourselves.

Isabelle, where are you from?

Isabelle: My mother's
from paris, sir.

Trepagny: And your father?

What are his holdings?

.

Trepagny: I see.

Charlotte. From where have
you come to this new land?

Charlotte: Gascony.

Trepagny: Ah.

Charlotte: My
father holds an orchard.

Trepagny: Ah, really.
Peach? Pear? Apple?

Charlotte: Quince.
Trepagny: Quince. Aye.

And who is this divine creature?

Angélique: Angélique.
Trepagny: Angélique. Enchanté.

Angélique: Enchanté.

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Trepagny: You
have such fine hair.

It shines like the sun.

Angélique: Thank you.

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Mother sabrine: Do something.

Bouchard: Well,
trepagny has a letter.

He's entitled to be
considered by the fille.

Mother sabrine: I shall
talk to him if you won't.

Trepagny: Oh, lord mother,
you have blocked my marvelous

Vision with your godly face.

Mother sabrine: You made
your ridiculous entrance.

Now make your exit.

.

Trepagny: Now, if
you will excuse me,

I have seen my wife.

.

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Trepagny: Three
years it required and,

Uh, months to clear the stumps.

But now, in every
direction, I have a vista.

And, uh, from the well to
the backdoor is 17 steps.

And then in the spring, flocks
of yellow butterflies settle

In the garden and
turn everything golden.

You can watch them as
you're doing the laundry or

Cooking the supper, uh...

Delphine: The beasts
of the forest there...

Are they shy or bold?

Trepagny: Shy in the daytime.

Less so in the night.
But don't worry.

My men and I are very watchful.

Delphine: Y, your
men, you said?

How many?

Trepagny: Oh.
Um... Captain.

The lady here
requires reassurance.

Now, you have toured my
doma, dined in my château,

Has there, uh, ever
been any kind of trouble?

Bouchard: It is a unique
place, that is to be sure.

Trepagny: You see, even
the good captain agrees,

It is like eden, chérie.

Delphine: Your home is...

Is not a cabin or a house
but a complete château?

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Trepagny: I fear I misspoke.

I have no château,
because I have no wife.

And it is the woman
who makes the house.

We have made your
friend jealous.

We should speak more softly.

Like you, claude trepagny
has many rivals here.

Some of them sworn to
ruin him with lies.

Delphine: Maybe it
is your boasting.

That arouses them.

Trepagny:
Truthfully, delphine,

Sometimes I fear it is my hat.

Father jerome: Answer me.

You spoke of azazel.

.

.

What happened out
there, father clape?

Father clape: Iroquois.

And others.

Father jerome: Did they
eat the flesh off men?

.

Answer me.

Father clape: Please...

Father jerome: Who
started the fire?

Who burned our dead?

.

.

It was you!

.

Father clape: Ah!

Father jerome:
You saw the devil!

.

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Melissande: Monsieur trepagny.
Trepagny: Mm-hmm.

Melissande: My name is
melissande de saint-remy.

Daughter of comte de saint
remy, baron de fontette.

Descended from the
fourth mistress of
the last valois king.

Trepagny: I, too,
am of ancient blood.

Enchanté.

Melissande: I'm not from
the paris streets nor the

Muddy countryside, as
you can plainly see.

Trepagny: Yes.

Melissande: I would like more.

If you are above
filling a lady's cup,

You are not the man for
me, monsieur trepagny.

Trepagny: I am
not above at all, no.

Voilà.

Melissande: You,
monsieur trepagny,

Are anything but common.

You should enjoy a
more complex spirit.

One where the flavor changes
from the moment you taste it

To the moment you swallow.

You need a good wife.

One befitting a man
with your vision.

One who might share
that vision and rise
up to greatness.

Trepagny: Yes...

Melissande: Other girls have
assets that catch the eye now,

But they will fade with time.

Blood, land, what we
make and grow from it,

It's what will be
left when we're gone.

Trepagny: The realm of heaven
sits just above the trees.

I have seen birds
ascend and not return.

Bees transformed
into balls of light.

Would you like to
see such a place?

Melissande: We will see.

Fill another woman's cup and
return to me with your report.

Trepagny: But...

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Henri: Mr. Cooke!
Come get your man!

Bouchard: Open the gate!

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Bouchard: Cut him down.

Get a ladder. Hurry!

.

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Nun: Come on.

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Cooke: I have another
job for you, mr. Duquet.

One I will pay you famously for.

Charles: What is it?

Cooke: Take the
boy into the woods.

He must, uh, not return.

Charles: Lose him?

Cooke: No.
You want a job.

Charles: I do.

Cooke: This is the job.

On offer.

Do we have a deal?

Charles: Yes.

Cooke: Oh... Thom,
are you all right?

Thom: Have you
found my father?

Cooke: We have, thom.
He's, he's quite fine.

He's fine.

This is my friend mr. Duquet.
He will take you to him.

You need to go.

By the back gate, be quick.

Go.

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Mathilde: My little fox.

You have come back to me.

.

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Charles: Hurry, boy.

Your father is just up the path.

He'll be glad to
see you return safe.

It's just a little
further. Come.

Thom: How is my father?

Charles: He's fine.
As will you soon be.

Now, why don't you go in
front so that you'll be
the first to see him.

Thom: He's going to
be cross with me.

Charles: No. I've spoken to him
about this very matter already.

Thom: You have?

Charles: Yes.
All will be fine.

Now be quick.

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