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On the streets of Paris, I hear you
call yourself...

..justice.

First, you steal our money.

Then, our loved ones.

Yet, they did no nothing to harm
you.

Or the King.

So, today...

..I am justice.

A scar for every day the
King keeps them imprisoned.

Sire, Monsieur Marchal has many
enemies and many of them would seek

the opportunity to do him harm.

No. He is not the target.

I am. This is a reprisal for the
prisoners taken in Paris.

I have three options.

Execute the prisoners,

take Paris apart brick by brick
until Fabien is located, or both.

If I may say, sire, both options
seem excessive.

They almost killed you.

They've abducted of my head of
security.

That is excessive!

Gather some men. Start at the place
where we took the prisoners.

Knock on doors. Knock them down, if
necessary.

How dare they? If it weren't for
me, they would be living in squalor!

And where the hell is my brother?

I have no idea, sire.

No! No! No!

Brother, your absence has been
noted.

I had important matters to attend
to.

More important than a meeting of
council?

I saw him. The man in the iron mask.

But before I could speak to him, I
was attacked.

Who attacked you? The men who were
guarding him,

but they're not just ordinary
guards.

They are ready to kill and to die.

Did they know who you were?

There wasn't time for formal
introductions.

So, what are you going to do?

Perhaps I can help. In Monsieur
Marchal's absence,

I could accompany His Highness to

the place where these events
occurred,

and help him to unmask the
attackers.

Brother? I wouldn't want to take you
away from important business.

What could be more important than

ensuring His Highness's peace of
mind?

Oh, forget my peace of mind.

I just want to know who tried to
kill me.

It's a long time since anyone lived
here, Your Highness.

Apart from poachers perhaps.

Or vagrants.

Never heard of a vagrant with an
armed guard.

No, of course not.

And he was where when you saw him?

Here, where I'm standing now.

I saw him through... Well, that
window there.

Shall we search outside?

Excellent idea.

I want you to visit all the houses
in the area.

Question the inhabitants - have they
seen anyone suspicious,

who does this house belong to,

and then go back to them by the end
of the day.

I'm beginning to wonder whether I
imagined the whole thing.

Your Highness, I believe that you
saw someone.

The question is whom?

And I am as determined as you are to
get to the bottom of it.

Thank you. May I suggest that we
return to the palace?

Thank you.

Your Majesty.

I thought you were on your way to
Spain.

I felt ill and decided to turn back.

Are you recovered? Yes.

Then, it's not too late. I shall
arrange another carriage and

send word to the Emperor that you're
on your way. No.

Your Majesty, I urge you to leave.

My mind is set.
I realise my duty lies here.

Your Majesty, remaining here carries
its own dangers.

You mean the King?

He shall not find out.

As you wish.

Have you received word from Leopold?

No.

Come now, you have to eat.

Oh, my God!

You know who that man is? Of course.

What the hell is he doing here?

I brought him.

Well, he took my son. And you think
this will bring him back?

Yeah. You bloody fool!

The King's musketeers are already
searching the city.

What if they find him here? He'll
more likely get us all killed!

And what about Tristan?

Look, I am sorry for you.

And for him. But he cannot be my
sole concern.

Yeah, what is your sole concern?

Buying favour with the King,
perhaps? Eh?

My brother is right.

It was a stupid idea.

But our cause is not lost.

We must go straight to the palace
and say that we have found him.

So, you'd betray me? No.

We refuse to give your name.

We say that we're here on your

behalf to negotiate an exchange of
prisoners.

We?

You.

I see Her Majesty's fully recovered.

You seem disappointed.

Only for you.

I know how much you wanted to see
your brother.

What was ailing you? Just a slight
chill.

If so slight, why did you not
continue the journey?

I feared that with the travel,
it would get worse.

I assume you've already made plans
to leave again soon.

No, I decided to stay.

And your brother? Why all these
questions?

His Majesty will drive me back to
the sickbed.

Well, since your brother is not
expected to live long,

I merely assumed you would be
determined to see him.

He no longer needs me.

A visit would have been for my
benefit alone,

and I'm well used to denying myself.

Has Madame de Maintenon kept her
silence since her departure?

I have not heard from her.

Nor do I wish to. Losing a close
friend such as she can be difficult.

Unless the friend is not as loyal as
you thought they were.

Thank you for accompanying me.

It was a pleasure and an honour.

I shall report back to His Highness
as soon as my men have carried out

their investigation. No, I think we
should call off the investigation.

Your Highness?

I have considered the matter and...

..I think my brother was right.

There are things more important than

a wild chase after a man in an iron
mask.

As His Highness wishes.

I'm sorry this happened.

I do not blame you.

I'm grateful for your care.

How long have you served the King?

All my life. And does it not bother

you to just do exactly what the King
says?

'Tis an honour to serve His Majesty.

My loyalty is recognised.

And is he loyal to you?

Of course.

But for how long?

He may dress you up in fine clothes,

but at the end of the day, you are
no more than a useful tool,

and as soon as you have outlived
your usefulness,

you will find yourself tossed into a
common grave

just like the rest of us.

Do you know what it is to be poor?

To work from dawn till dusk
every day?

I have seen poverty.

Suffering, horrors beyond your worst
imagining.

And what about injustice?

It's all around you and you do
nothing to stop it.

You're a fool. You should learn to
curb your tongue.

And you should learn to open your
eyes!

To what?

The truth.

I've been to Versailles.

I have seen the King and his court
gorged on wealth and opulence.

Fat from wine and food.

Idle and gambling in debauchery.

That is the way of things.

We must all learn to accept our lot.

Must we?

You think you can dictate terms to
me, to the King of France?

You dare tell me what to do?

Not I, sire.

The people who took Monsieur
Marchal.

Give me their names.

I cannot, sire. Why not?

Because I do not know their names.
You expect me to believe you?

What's going on?

The people who took Marchal want to

exchange him for the prisoners we
took. I want their names.

This fool says he doesn't know them!
You're wasting your time.

I know this man. If he says he
doesn't know,

then it's the truth.

We thank you for your help.
I thank you for yours.

A straight exchange sounds like a
reasonable solution to me.

You'd have them get away with this?
If it saves Marchal's life, why not?

Because I am in no mood to be
reasonable!

Your vision is blurred, brother.

Treat the people fairly, and they
will treat you with respect.

Treat them with cruelty and excess,
and they will turn against you.

All that matters is getting Fabien
back.

I shall supervise the exchange
myself.

Very well. But he must be released
first.

When I set eyes on him, then I shall
release the prisoners.

Fair enough.

Duke.

Sire?

A word before you go.

Sorry.

You should never apologise for
winning.

I had sensed you had your heart set
on leaving.

I have now set my heart on staying.

What changed your mind?

Did the King ask you to speak with
me?

Why would he do that?

Cos it's the sort of thing he does
and because he knows we're close.

I played a spade, you just played a
diamond.

Please confirm what I already told
His Majesty.

I felt ill, I decided to return to
Versailles,

and I shall be staying here
at His Majesty's side.

Are you asking me to lie for you?

Come on, everybody! This way!

Come on! Come on!

Let's go. Go, go, go!

Soldiers are back - run!

Fabien!

When do we get our men back?

Release him! No, no, no!

When Monsieur Marchal is safely in
the King's presence,

your men will be freed.

You have the King's word.

You have the King's word.

Fabien, come to me.

You all right? Thank you, Your
Highness.

Fire!

No, no! Get back down!

Fire!

Fire!

I gave them your word!

I gave them a lesson.

And I'm sure they're grateful for it

now that you've slaughtered their
fathers and brothers.

I did what was necessary.

Mindless slaughter is never
necessary.

Monsieur Marchal, I'm pleased to see
you've returned.

You must see a doctor immediately.

And the prisoners, sire?

What do you intend for them?

They will be treated with the
respect they deserve.

Yes, sire.

It's all right. We'll be out of here
soon.

Hey, friend?

The lad is sick. He needs a doctor.

If you do nothing, he'll die.

Is that what you want?

May you rot in hell.

You feeling better?

I am, Your Highness. Thank you.

What did they do to you?

Um, these things are best
forgotten.

What can you tell me about these
markings?

Mmm. I've never seen such a weapon.

"Diaboli mors."

Someone tried to gut me with it.

There is someone who might help us.
Are you fit enough to accompany me?

I am.

His Majesty called for me?

What is the Queen's mood?

Relieved that illness prevented her
making the trip.

And you believe her?

If I may say so...

..His Majesty is unnecessarily
suspicious.

No-one loves him more than his wife.
She is above suspicion.

Your loyalty does you credit.

Sire, you need a distraction.

What sort of distraction did you
have in mind?

There is an intriguing visitor to
the salons.

A scientist and philosopher.

Monsieur Dupuis is an entertainer.

I fear his ideas may not be to His
Majesty's taste.

He is a Huguenot, sir.

An entertaining Protestant?

Let me share with you the human
brain!

God's finest work!

Capable of the highest art.

As a theologian, I bow to God's
Majesty.

But as a scientist,

I must investigate His creations for
a true understanding of His genius.

Rene Descartes, himself a devout
Catholic,

showed me that the seat of the human
soul is located right here

in the pineal gland.

Through learning, we question, we
marvel, we seek,

we come ever closer to finding
answers

to the greatest questions of mortal
life.

While God created the universe,

it is science that can uncover its
secrets and mysteries.

It is a great honour, sire.

A fascinating discourse.

My congratulations.

Lock him up.

What is the meaning of this?
I'm a scientist!

I advise against it. It would be
unwise.

I call it cowardly!

Leave it to with me. I shall speak
with the King.

I'll see what I can do to ensure his
release.

Thank you.

Oh!

Ah.

You lied to me.

I have no...idea what Your Highness
is talking about.

The man with the mask of iron is
still alive.

I'm governor of this prison.

I know every guard, every prisoner,
every rat.

If there was a prisoner wearing an
iron mask, I would know about it.

Argh! Oof!

Who is he?

How can I know who someone is if
they don't exist?

Argh!

I still don't know!

What about this? What about it?

Well, these markings.

What do they mean? I've no idea.
I've never seen such a knife.

You killed Marchal, didn't you?
He killed himself.

On whose orders was he killed?

The only person who gives orders in
here is me.

And since I didn't give the order to
kill him,

he must have taken his own life!

I wondered whether I might speak
with His Majesty.

It concerns the scientist
Monsieur Dupuis.

A friend of yours? No.

But I believe he has been a victim
of injustice.

Locking someone away for simply

stating his opinion seems to me
excessive.

And this is what you wish to say to
His Majesty?

I do.

Oh, I admit I did not expect to hear
such words coming from your mouth.

Well, I shall take that as a
compliment.

However, I warn you that the King is
in poor humour.

I strongly advise you to make your
case once the clouds have lifted.

Yes?

I believe His Majesty has gone
beyond the bounds of decency in his

treatment of the scientist Dupuis.

I agree.

Look!

You all right? Tristan!

Tristan!

You well, yeah?

Where is Olivier? I don't know.

Let him go!

Argh!

Argh!

Find your power.

A one-armed beggar could do the job
better. Get out of my sight!

Yes?

News from our spies in Spain, sire.

Continue. It concerns the cavalcade
of Austrian nobles spotted crossing

the border a few weeks ago.

It appears they've arrived in
Madrid,

and have been welcomed by King
Charles.

I understood the King to be sick and
dying in bed.

No, it seems he's in reasonable
health and fully expected

to last the winter.

It would seem that the
marriage is going ahead.

Arrange for Princess Eleanor to meet
me in the gardens.

Senor Vasquez.

Madame. I have some good news.

Good.

The King has promised to consider
the matter.

In the meantime, your dear Monsieur
Dupuis will have to enjoy his cell a

while longer. I hope they don't
mistreat him.

A man that fascinating? He'll have
no trouble making friends.

True.

I know the King.

If he truly meant your friend harm,
he would be dead by now.

I am grateful for your efforts to
help him.

I didn't do it for him.

I know.

Are you enjoying your time
at Versailles?

Very much.

You must miss home.

Not yet.

But you must be sad not to have gone
to Spain as planned.

For the marriage. Sire?

I know of your uncle's plan.
You need hide nothing from me.

As you wish.

Your uncle will be disappointed.

I'm sure he will enjoy Spain without
me.

What is it that pleases you the most
at Versailles?

The gardens? No.

I prefer people to flowers.
Anyone in particular?

There is one.

I'm throwing a party this evening.

I hope to see you there. I would
like that very much.

Good.

Tell the Queen I wish to see her.
Immediately.

I wanted your advice.

Of course.

On what subject? The subject of
treachery.

I see.

I've recently discovered that
someone very close to me

has plotted behind my back.
Not just to destroy me -

but to destroy my empire.

The question is what to do with
them.

What would YOU do?

I don't know the circumstances. No.

But you do know the person involved.

Did you really think I wouldn't find
out? What are you talking about?

You conspired with him to marry
Eleanor to Charles, didn't you?

With whom? With dear cousin Leopold.

I knew of no such treachery.

That's why you were going to Spain,
isn't it?

No, I wished to visit my brother.

As you know, he has a very weak
constitution. Not that weak.

I've received confirmation that
far from being at death's door,

your brother is in fine health.

If that's the case, then God's been
merciful.

Explain to me the coincidence that

my wife and her cousin, both
Habsburgs,

left Versailles within a few days of
each other, both heading to Spain.

Explain it!

Oh, my God! You slept with him,
didn't you?

Why did you come back?

I realised my place was by your
side.

You mean, you couldn't go through
with it?

You doubt my words, but I beg you to
trust my actions, I came back.

Yes, you did.

The Queen shall be confined to the
palace.

It's what we do to little birds that
try to fly away.

Mother Superior!

Please, sit.

This is a great honour.

I came to ask whether you are happy
here.

Of course. I came here to seek
redemption.

It is my wish to spend the rest of
my days in prayer and devotion.

Do not lie to me.

I am not.

That look of piety may fool many,
but it does not fool me.

You question my belief in God?

No. I question your belief in
yourself.

I don't understand.

What will you do if the King comes
to find you?

I don't know. I think you do.

But you're too scared to say it.

You want the King, don't you?

Yes. And?

What else?

That is all. No, it isn't.
Tell me the truth.

I am! You are not!

You are lying to yourself, to me and
to God!

Stop attacking me!
It is not me that is attacking you.

It is the shadow of doubt.

What do you really desire?

Say the word. Please, stop!
Not until you say the word.

I cannot. Say it!

Power! I want power!

Dominion.

Joy, pain. I want to crush my
enemies.

I want to feel the fire of our Lord
inside me.

Welcome home, Bossuet.

I trust your travels were fruitful.

I bring greetings and good wishes
from Cardinal Leto in the Vatican.

And a visitor, I see.

Monsignor Di Marco.

The Cardinal was kind enough to

provide me with a companion for the
journey.

Please provide our esteemed guest
with rooms and a meal.

When you say companion - in truth,
you mean spy.

The Cardinal insisted that he
accompany me.

So, is Spain mine or not?

While the Cardinal acknowledges His
Majesty's claim to Spain and its

territories... Yes?

..he also recognises the strength of
Leopold's claim.

So you've failed completely to win
him round to our side?

I fear His Majesty underestimates
the authority of the Vatican.

They will not be dictated to.

They take their own course in such
matters.

You failed!

It is not I that failed, Sire.

I made your case as best I could.

The fact is your position is weak.

Is there no one I can count on in
this court?

Come this way.

Wait!

Ever since she left, he's been
walking around like a corpse.

He misses her. I don't.

Neither do I.

Congratulations on the
entertainment.

I serve to please.

Good evening. You look...

exquisite. Thank you, sire.

It must be wonderful being King.

How so? All that you desire is
yours.

There are many things I desire which
are not mine.

Perhaps His Majesty needs to try a
little harder.

That depends on the reward.

What the hell are you doing here?
I told you not to contact me.

I had no choice! The duc d'Orleans
came to see me.

He knows too much. I've no wish to
continue with this.

We are here to serve the King.

You should consider the consequences

if he finds out that you have
doubted him.

Does the King even know what we're
doing?

The King knows everything!

Then I wish to speak to him.

In person. I need reassurances.

That will not be necessary. As I
said, His Majesty knows everything.

I think you're lying.

Unfortunately, you are never going
to find out.

Where are we going?

Somewhere private.

Scared?

Don't be ridiculous.

Tell me, what is it you like about
me?

No doubt, you assume I was first
attracted by your...

Wealth?

Yes.

But I have since come to know you.

And I find you beautiful.

Intelligent.

Witty.

Have you been intimate with a woman
before?

Of course.

Many times.

Well, once.

Sort of.

What normally happens at this point
when you're with a man?

Normally...

..one of us kneels down.

This is your first time, isn't it?

Is it so obvious?

Obvious. But utterly charming.

Let me see you.

Monsieur Marchal!

I heard about your terrible
treatment.

I'm fine. The doctor stitched me.

Maybe you should consider a change
in job.

Either that, or find somebody to
look after you.

I don't like this game.

I'm not playing any games.

Come here.

Closer.

May I ask a question?

Promise not to laugh. What is it?

Do you love me?

Did I say something wrong?

Er, no, the wrong is mine.

Get dressed.

I am not His Majesty's taste?

It's not your fault. Go back to your
rooms.

You are just...a child.

But you can teach me.

Someone else shall have that honour.

I'm sorry.

Oh!

Are you all right? What happened?

You went with the King, didn't you?

What happened?

He said I was a child.

And I realise now he was right -

I'm just a child pretending to be an
adult.

What were you doing? Come on.

Let's get you to your rooms.

You cannot sleep, sire?

My body is tired, but my mind is
restless.

Can I fetch His Majesty anything?

Your companionship is all I care for
right now.

May I speak my mind?

Yes. The young girls whose company
you share...

What of them?

I fear they may not be the answer,
sire.

Perhaps the problem is another
woman.

Not the ones you have. The one you
have not.

She left of her own volition.

You said I was right to let her go.

We were both wrong.

If I go to her,

does that not show weakness?

On the contrary.

Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for
our sinners now,

now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.

Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for
our sinners now,

now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.

You told me I needed to change.

And I accept that now.

Without you, I am incomplete.

I sought solace in other women in
indulgence,

but it was all empty ashes.

My judgement has been poor.

I need your counsel.

I want you back.

I don't care about who you once
were.

I love you... Oh!

..for who you are now.

You will never kneel before me
again.