All language subtitles for Les Rois Maudits (5o5) [2005] - Le Lis Et Le Lion

Lily and the Lion

Beautiful dreams, Your Highness Sir Robert!

- What brings you here, dear girl?
- In this wonderful night it's a sin to go to bed alone.

I don 't sleep well during the the warm season.

Go, dip your back into the Seine, otherwise
it's not long to burn from the heat.

What this dog wants from you?

The same thing, and from all others.
And that I will not give him.

That's right. He wants to seduce you
to take revenge on me.

Because I stole him from under his nose such a
perfect party as his dear Isabella.

After that blow, I doubt he remains the first
counselor to the King for a long time.

- What worries burden you, my husband?
- Considerable worries.

My aunt, be she cursed,
puts spokes in the wheel all the time!

She convinced the king to send
Isabella tomorrow in England.

- Do you want to protect her from Mahaut's
intrigues?
- That's right.

I think my friend, my sister could invite
Isabelle to her house in Hainaut for some time.

This will give her the necessary break.

Flemish troops complain against the
King of England more and more.

- How do you know it, my dear?
- I'm interested in your affairs, Robert.

If Isabelle will be able to escape, aunt
Mahaut will spit bile and blood!

If only we were not too late.

Anyway, my dear, I humbly thank you!

Your brother, madam, have decided to return
you to your unworthy spouse.

- When will he send after the queen?
- At dawn, so you shall leave immediately.

Head towards the border, at dawn you
will be there and turn to the road to Hainaut

In this area of the kingdom you will be secure.
I'll give you a guide, so you will not get lost.

Counts Guillaume and Jean are trusted friends.

My wife, Countess, says you can rely on her
sister.

Refuge is the best we can count on
but I must inform my people in England.

Count of Kent, your great friend, owns the lands
Ponthieu, which border Artois, isn't it?

I'll order him to join you with his riders.
Then everything will be in the hands of God.

I'll make sure Tolomei does not leave you
penniless.

Gather your troops, fight, do your best!

If our kingdom would not be so huge and I would
not be afraid of the scheming of my aunt Mahaut,

I would gladly accompany you.

- Turn around, cousin, I'll get dressed.
- You will not give me any rewards, cousin?

This villain Roger gets all, and I have nothing?
And he can not be satisfied, this playboy!

- Well, no way!
- Apparently, I owe you my life..

Prepare a counterblow - you never know...

Servants!

The Emperor! Mortimer and Isabelle are
approaching London at the head of their armies.

They advance, sire. All the nobility is on their
side, and Prince Edward, your son,

has joined them. Presumably they will be
tomorrow in London.

Why my orders were not carried out?
Why they were not arrested?

People are on their side.

Let's run together, Hugh!

Welcome, sir. England has been waiting for a king!

Monsignor, we appreciate your zeal.
My husband, Edward II, has fled,

but nobody can take the title of the legitimate
king of England away from him.

As long as the nobility supports him.

Gentlemen, I owe you everything, and above all,
my return and presence here.

Especially you, Mr de Hainaut,

you have received and supported us,
ignoring the danger.

I'll see that England thanks you generosly
for everything.

Why are you so gloomy all evening,
dear Mortimer?

- I think I served with all my heart
my empress and my mistress.
- And who has doubted that?

I thought that returning to England you owe me

and not Mr Hainaut, who was promised all kinds
of favors.

Mortimer, my friend, is it worth to
take offence at every word?

What's wrong with gratitude to
those who have served you?

I see the things, and that's why I'm offended.

The words and looks that should be
addressed to me!

- You are enchantress, Your Majesty.
- Enchantress?

You can not mock up the true friendship with
Mr. Hainaut, it comes from the heart.

You are angry to my grateful respond to
a man who has helped us both.

I have smiled for your sake too.

It's allways possible to find excuses
to many wrong deeds.

I was unbearable to see how
low you have fallen, Your Majesty.

Don't you think, my dear Mortimer, that

when I ran into your arms, I fell even lower?

Maybe your anger is not because of this but from
knowing that I will be too close to my spouse,

and it will be difficult to love each other?

I think that here, in your kingdom, it will be

prudent to sleep in separate rooms.

I myself wanted to ask you about it, my friend.

- You can not sleep, Your Highness?
- I'm looking for you, my lord, to take advantage
of the services of your secretary.

'I need to write to Phillippe, the daughter of
Mr. Hainaut.

Somebody gave the idea to this misfortunate
Charles, to send his sister in England!

What an idea!

Now she with her servant Mortimer will regain the throne!

And people will praise her,
rather than stigmatize this sinner!

She should bless you, because you had a hand
in her victory.

Silance!

And beware.

For you the wind might change too.

And don't forget: you're nothing without me!

Nobody!

Beware trying out my patience and my kindness
in the future.

- As far as I know, England has still the king.
- Edward with his lover were caught in the Abbey!

Despenser was stabbed like a pig in the market.

And to please Isabelle, this royal
cute pet was torn alive!

And what will happen to the young Edward?

- This will be decided by the nobles of England.

Throw the handiwork, you're disturbing in my thinking!

And all this is because of a lousy dog Robert!

It was he who has arranged everything together
with this whore Isabella!

It can not be! Your Cousin of Hainaut has
announced the depose of Eduard.

I was right, my sweet, when we helped
Isabella to escape! We have foreseen it well.

I helped it and I see that I'll be useful.

Now, Charles, to regain the trust
of Isabella, will need to contact me.

and I'll put certain conditions and make my own terms.

So he returnes you Artois? I know
your conditions, my friend.

But a king can not be overthrown so easy.

You forget about Mortimer, whose
ambitions are equaled only by his jealousy.

He can not bear the thought that King
Edward will share the bed with Isabella!

Mortimer will destroy him, I assure you.

And you forget about the young Edward. The
English throne goes to him and not to his mother.

Mortimer will rule for him.

I saw young Edward, he resembles rather the King Philip, his grandfather, than his father Edward.

Do not consider him out of the game, he will surprise you.

Fortunately, he is fond of my niece, Princess Philippe.

Having arranged this marriage, you will get
another friend. No matter how it turned out.

Truly, you are the daughter of your father!

Who do you want to see on the throne?

Honourable parliament, we have been meeting
here for 7 days and 7 nights.

Edward, who was found and concluded into the
custody of Kenilworth,

refused to appear before us. So I repeat:
who do you want to be the king?

This king is not able to govern.

He was busy with undignified deeds
and gave up the affairs of the kingdom.

He lost Scotland, Ireland and half of Guyenne,

He insulted the church, put to jail the priests,
and led the kingdom to decline.

He is not able to change himself!
And he can not fulfill his mission.

Tonight, the people of England must decide.
Who do you want to be your King?

We want him!

"Vox Populi, Vox Dei!"
(Voice of the People - the voice of God!)

This is a great honor for me, but I accept
the crown only with the consent of my father,

when he publicly rejects the throne.

Your father asked me to take the crown
of England and put it on you.

- Consequently, he rejects?
- He asked for forgiveness for his sins.

Sire, it's time to prepare for your coronation ...

And the wedding with the princess Phillippe
Hainaut, who I have chosen for my wife?

I ask you to arrange it as soon as possible.

Uncle!
Greetings to you, dogs!

Let me have a look at you.
You became a man, even gray hair appeared.

Nine years have passed since I left.

Here, read it, I brought a letter from the Pope.

I want my son to go to Italy with me.

Mrs. Maria, Guccio arrived at Neauphle!

Bring me my dress quickly!

Oh, my God, how much I have changed!

No, I do not want him to see me like that.

We do not understand, my Lord.

Our sister suddenly began to tremble
like the Satan himself has appeared to her.

Categorically refuses to see you, even remotely.

And at the same time she struggles with sobs.

Believe me, sir, we have nothing to do with this.

We understand that after so many years
you have come after her,

therefore, she is your legitimate spouse,
even though the wedding was done secretly.

- It can not be denied.
- Besides, a lot has happened.
My mother passed away...

Our sister has a weird mind.
What took into her head?

And yet, and there is not another man,
right, Pierre?

No, certainly it is not about another man.

- Can I see my son?
- He's right here.

Come on, John. Come here!

- John, here's your father.
- My father died in the war.

No, he was away and could not send news about himself.

- Not so, my friend Gucci?
- Exactly. Come to me, my son!

I want to take him to Paris.
My uncle Tolomei wants to meet him.

- Guccio!
- With me, John, uncle.

- Little John ...
- My Little John!

Leave him to me. Come here.

You're beautiful!

And I'm your Uncle Spinello.
I will teach you tricks of life.

I thought it all more and I think you are right.

I'll talk to Guccio next week when he brings John back.

We will all live together, you'll see. One more week.

Only a week. In a week we reunite!

- He's real prince!
- True prince, you are right, Messer.

Yet this is strange that, except for life
in the field, he saw nothing.

Indeed, strange.

- I'm going back to Siena.
- Do not be stupid, you will regret.

I really do not want to live with her.

What a pleasure, to live with a woman
who does not love you?

- You are sure?
- I have no doubt.

Well, sir, we do not rejuvenate.
This lovely kid has aged us.

He was stronger and healthier from the cradle
than his foster brother, King John.

- What happened to the Queen Clemence.
- She lives in seclusion.

She has not recovered after the death of her son.

- And what will this handsome man devote himself when he grows up?
- I think he will keep the bank, like us.

Of course.

- Hugh, my friend, will you come with me to vespers?
- Of course, my dear.

So you go to Siena? Maybe it is for the best.

They say you have achieved the highest
approval of His Holiness?

I'll give you two escorts to the border,
in case, God forbid, something happens.

Come, my dear, go to chapel.

With all good intentions, I ask myself, have not I've done worse desiring to do good.

What a misery has fallen onto the destiny of this child.

And in the end? The King will become the moneylender!

We just saved his life.

But his fate was always in the hands of God.

I have no regrets.

Whether such a need comes again,
I would have repeated it 20 times.

We just submitted to the higher will
Let us abide.

A superior hand has guided us
and we should be happy to follow.

Happy, my dear?
Since that mournful day, I do not know what happiness is.

Remember, how the mother and
nurse Marie screamed?

Do you remember?

As soon as the years have spared your
memory, dear husband,

remember that you have consciously
sacrificed this baby.

He went to Siena with John.

Pope gave him this right. We must obey.

Why has not he given me the right to live happily?

Where have you been during such a bad weather,
my child?

You have come too late. Gucci and John have
left a few hours ago.

Why have you made him suffer so much?

Not me have decided and not me have chosen.

I just wanted to be happy and live together with him.

And then what?

For the sake of my son, John.

I beg you, give him from me.

This is from our land. From France.
Tell him to always have it with himself.

Many years have passed and he has
not forgotten you. He still loves you, Marie!

- Come with me to Siena, it's not too late to
start all over again!
- Goodbye, sir!

I have news from Berkeley, where Edward is.

- Your spouse is stubbornly unwilling to die.
- He is a prisoner. He is languishing in a dungeon.

- He planns to run away and hide in Wales.
- No, Mortimer, do not go too far.

Eduard is not a danger by himself, but he is a
reason for the uprising of our enemies.

- No, I will not give such an order!
- He threatens your safety.

- No! The conversation is over!
- Then why all that sacrifice, all the victims?

Do you still love him?

- Will you ever get rid of the jealousy?
- Yes, it fades away when you command
to execute him!

Edward, though a prisoner, is still the king.
It's wrong to raise the hand on the king.

You can not understand this Mortimer,

because you were not born a king
and you do not have royal blood.

I do not think that this king returns you the throne.

You may release him and hope

for the protection of your powerful brother from France.

And Mortimer will look for refuge outside the kingdom, away from the indecisive queen

who does not love him, and thinks he's no longer useful.

Mortimer, stay here, I beg you.
I need your support and your advice.

I wish the same thing as you.

- I can not live without you!
- Neither can I.

Your Majesty, you should resolve the issue,
which often have to solve sovereigns.

Is it possible to sacrifice one life
for the salvation of many others?

Your Eminence, you are the sample of the wisdom.

Your preach in the Parliament made it
possible to depose of the King.

And no one but you have obtained his abdication.

Do you want me to go to the end?

But I am only a poor priest, carrying my cross
in the small Bishopric of Hereford.

And you want the Worcester? Consider it is yours.

I do not throw the words to the wind.

There is no rule that somebody can be made responsible for such orders.

Let the person who receives this letter hear the will of God.

The letter does not bear any fault.

So I will not hesitate to use my own seal on it.

Father Guillaume from the guards understands
Latin. He will read the letter.

But to be more clear the messenger will pass on orally

and only orally the order that there must be no traces of fulfilling this command.

"Eduardum occidere noll timer bonum est "
(To kill Edward)

"Eduardum occidere ..." - put Eduard to death
- that is understandable.

"Noll", - not necessary.

So you know Latin, or not?

Since there is no comma, the letter
can be interpreted in two ways.

This could mean:
"Do not kill Edward, fearing it is good"

Or: "Do not be afraid to kill Edward, this is good. "
Precisely the opposite.

- And there was nothing more said?
- I'm told to pass this: "Without a trace!"

Now it's clear.

I'm hungry!

That court gives us strange requests.

How to kill without living any traces?

- Poison?
- It leaves black spots throughout the body.
Besides we need to get hold of it. And it's not easy.

In addition, as you look for poison you will have accomplices.

- Better strangle him.
- The traces are left too and his face turns blue.

I know! He will receive the punishment in the place, with what he has sinned!

What does this mean? Where are you taking me?

Help yourself, my lord.

- You have received a new order?
- Yes!

What happened?

Grab him! Held his legs! Spread them out!

God! Enlighten me! Is it possible to love him?
Him, who has ignored me, who has tormented me

and who have I sentenced to death?

- Are you here?
- Yes.

- You pray often lately.
- You can not be jealous to God!

My dear brother, no matter how bitter that truth is,
but you must understand. I think your days are numbered.

You were a glorious king. So, remain a noble king till the end.

Do not leave the kingdom without a successor.

Give me some advice, Robert.

Immediately call together all peers and declare
the Regent Philipp of Valois.

Moreover, in order to facilitate their choice,

Why not give Philipp the full power?

So be it.

- Unfortunately, we are all mortal, my brother.
- All. Alas.

We will support Philipp, is not it?
We all agree to that.

With his devotion and valor he will be a worthy king.

I wanted to say ... A very good regent,

Guy, my beloved brother, I'll give you my right
to harvest. This is our primary concern.

Have you changed your mind to buy the Blaton field? It will be yours, if Philip becomes the king.

That is regent ...

I declare the influential and virtuous count of Valois
the guardian and regent of the kingdom

So he will became King of France after us,
if our spouse will born a female child. "

Let us pray this to happen.
All our hopes depend on the female womb.

Do not triumph too soon, Robert.

Nature is not so greedy as the French seniors.

You can not bribe her.

The King is dead, long live the king!

- We have secured the prosperity of the kingdom.
Your citizens are proud of their new king.
- Really, my dear cousin?

It came to my ears that I have been called
"King, the foundling."

It's true. However, people rejoice

that the branch of the Capetian line broke off,
and the Valois came to power!

The cursed heritage has been raised.
The people love and respect you.

Our cousin Edward, the legal King does not
think so. He refused to pay me honours

and told legislators in France to give me his opinion

that the son of the king will not kneel in front of a son of the count.

Nice said!

Our cousin in England is not satisfied with the
beautiful phrases,

He makes it clear that his mother has
no less entitled to my throne.

The boy - that's why he boasts!

Lord Mortimer, that manages all the lords in his
kingdom, cherishes the peace with France.

We will persuade Eduard.

And what to the Queen Philippa, his young
wife and our niece, she's immensely loyal to you

and has great influence to the king.

They are all my debtors. You will receive their honours.

The English king is obliged to do it.

Robert d'Artois, lord of
Conches and Beaumont-le-Roger,

and now a peer of France.

- Pity that I had not been peer before,
this dress is very becoming to me.
- No? Jean!

My crown!

Soon I will take Artois back

Artois? Now you have everything,
you could forget about Artois.

Never! Beaumont is your domain,
Artois and is mine.

Now Mahaut will lose her influence.

No, my husband, do not be fooled.
Your tricky aunt still owns Artois.

You have being made a peer as a
compensation for the service.

And do not forget that our king is married
to Jeanne, the sister of Margarita.

I doubt that she will ever support you.

And Philipp is your brother and is obliged to
me for the throne!

For your information, today I will receive papers
that my father left me the Artois County as a heritage.

I'll go to the end. Until the end!

- Give them here!
- I have not them, sir.

- How? You have not brought me the documents?
- I went to the castle d'Hirson with the keys.of

Thierry, the chancellor of the Countess Mahaut.

Opened a secret coffer in the wall. It was empty.

- How?
- It was already visited by someone.

Without doubt, this villain Beatrice was ahead of me.

Divion, my dear, do you accidentally trick me?

How you could think that, sir?

Now they have certainly destroyed everything!

What's wrong with that, Your Highness?
After all, we can recover the letters, sir. Write them...

I have read carefully them and know by heart.

"The rights on the field Artois belong to Count Robert"

"due to the marriage of His Highness Philipp
d'Artois to Blanche de Bretagne as evidence ... "

For God's sake, Robert, come to your senses!
I beg you! Forging documents is very dangerous.

In addition, you need seals.

It's nothing, we'll find old seals, and hang them like here.

The wedding treaty of my father, the letter from my
grandfather, the letter from Thierry d'Hirson

And all three of them recognize me as a heir of Artois!

- You don't need to convince me, dear.
- Right. Soon I will announce it to everyone.

Are you not afraid that nobody will recognize it?

- Do you know the coats of arms of all who signed?
- No. Of course, not all.

They can be found in the registers of Saint-Denis.

You are the daughter of your father.

Even more true one.

But tell me, Divion, why have you decided to
help me?

I thought you were together with the Chancellor
of my aunt,

This villain Thierry, let him burn in hell!

It was so, sir, but your aunt mistreated me too.

Sire, your subject Mahaut of Burgundy caused me a great offense.

with cunning and bribery she took my possessions in Artois.

So! This was to be expected.

Cousin, have you any papers proving your right?

- Yes, I have.
- He has nothing! It's a lie!

Auntie, do you deny that the marriage treaty of my father I, his firstborn, was mentioned as the heir of Artois?

I deny it.

- On what grounds?
- On the fact that this has never happened!

- It was, however, you have destroyed that treaty.
- All pure lies!

Sir, bring the Gospels here in order the
accused and the complainant swear on it.

I swear that the county of Artois is mine,

and I'm ready to present evidence, confirming my rights.

Nephew, you dare swear that you saw
this evidence and you have them?

Yes, I swear.

And you, my aunt, do you ready to swear in front
of the juri that these letters did not exist,

and that you have not owned any of them?

I swear.

Tomorrow I will appoint competent people
for the proper investigation.

Let God punish the liar.

Well, hold on now, rascal!

I found out that he was looking for coats of
arms and the seals all around Artois.

Two of his servants - Marie the White
and Mary the Black - have confessed

that they obtained papers with seals with
coats of arms for him.

- He's in my hands.
- Do you think this is enough madam?

You began to serve me badly, dear.
I would like to know what you dream about.

I told you. I'd like to get married.

You? Marriage?

You're crazy, my dear!

You are 32! You are old.

Of course, I'm old. But there are still men that would not refuse.

You'll be a excellent party for a lucky man who wants to take you!

It has to be a desperate guy to take you as a wife!

He will search for your virginity in beds of all my grooms in vain. And finds a couple of horns there.

At my age, lady, after I've served so many years
and was your girl to run errands,

virginity is rather a vice, than a virtue.

I have another dowry - houses and money.
For them it is easy to forget how old I am.

Well, well! If you can save them. If you can.
Your wealth was inherited on my back.

Ma'am, do you take away all your gifts
after I was your faithful assistant

in so many very delicate things?

You're threatening me? You're threatening me!

Do not dream about marriage! I will not allow!

I'm hungry. Go and get me something to eat.

Eat and and burst then!

What brought you here? You came to me to say that Auntie Mahaut died?

No. Alive and well. And hopes to beat you.

- Really? What do you want from me?
- Your Highness, do all your ladies come through this hole?

My beautiful, you're well informed and a very
sensible person.
You probably thought that the wind has changed,

and my aunt will not be able to stand against me,
that my revenge will be too awful, my hand will be too hard on the day of retribution.

You are reading my soul as a book.

You can not seduce me with a smile, you will not
get any favors. What else can you offer me?

- I have nothing to offer you, Your Highness.

What are you doing? What does this mean?

I will bewitch you, sir.

Are you scared?

- What are you doing? Call the devil?
- Yes, Your Highness.

Exactly that's what I wanted.

Here he is. You are the devil.

- And if I order to burn you for the witchcraft?
- Oh, Your Highness!

- Where were you?
- I'm tired to go on your affairs.

- Say!
- I was at his lordship's Robert d'Artois.

- You are crazy?
- I met Divion there.

She's conspiring against you with Robert,
prepares acts and seals for him.

I tried to convince her that she would gain more
with your reign.

- And what was the response of Divion?
- Varies. She promised to think about it.

Not to mention the fact that you have took from her
a man - my uncle.

She is angry because of you, but still favors me.
I will have to visit her more than once to get her confidence.

- But it's dangerous. Suddenly, Robert will see you?
- The danger does not scare me.

You are brave, my girl.

Well, my dear count, you see, I have not killed you.

Okay, I will drink first to dispel all your doubts.

Give it here, beautiful minx!

Can not wait for tomorrow.

How long have you being engaged in fakes?

I have everything in place: the names,
the dates, the seals.

For Mahaut is enough to open registers of the Artois.

and show that this was not a hand of her scribes.

While Mahaut is alive, you will lose this process

- You are not tired of these visits?
- No, Your Highness!

And me - yes. We must hide, keep precautions.

It's unbearable, when the blood is burning with desire.

When Mahaut goes to another world, I'll make you the maid of honor to my wife.

Will you do this?

As soon as I get Artois, I will need people in the castle of my aunt.

And you'll always be at my hand.

However, before Mahaut should pass away.

- When will you bring me this Divion, who you come so close too?

- Soon, my lady, soon.
- So much effort for nothing.

- Divion is ready to give us a weapon against Robert
- Well, it's much better. I gave you for her so much money not for nothing.

- I made you a healing broth for the intestine.
- That's the way, thank you.

Madame Jeanne! Madame Jeanne!
Hurry up! Countess feels bad!

Run for the doctor! Hurry!

- So what?
- It's done.

- Is she dead?
- No! The poison destroys gradually

She is as healthy as an ox! She might even survive!

I give her every night a brew. She trusts only me alone.

Never have I experienced such suffering from
the excesses in the diet.

Never I was so tired after a meal.

Drink it, lady.

Thanks, you're good.

You don't need it, you're not sick.

- Well?
- It's coming soon. She has been resistant for a month to the poison that cracked Luis in three days!

No, today I can't.

Oh, no! Leave me alone! I tell you, not today!

- Beatrice! I was poisoned.
- It is impossible, madam.

Yes, I was poisoned. Go to my daughter, soon!

- My daughter, if I have to die ...
- Do not be afraid, mother if, God forbid, it will happen

I will go to the king and demand from him the rights to Artois.

Robert should not get these lands.

- You taught me to love Artois, mother, and I will not give it to anyone.
- Good, my child.

- I wish to confess.
- I will call your confessor.

No, an unknown confessor.

And after we finish, you will send him to Beatrice.

- Why, mother?
- You do as I say.

- I was not the caring mother that you wanted.
- You were always thinking about me and I would never desired another mother.

You were here, Beatrice? I had no doubt.

- Madam, I have some poison to the confessor.
- Very good.

Let me to the eternity!

You really had been poisoned, madame. I have poisoned you, for the love to Count Robert.

- So, it's you! And then he used you against me.

He will kill you, Beatrice.

Cousen! Why have you pass the control
of Artois to her daughter Jeanne ?

Otherwise, I had no choice. She immediately came
to see me and insisted on her rights.

- It's only till our process.
- Of course. Do not worry, cousin.

This is a temporary measure, just for the sake of formality.

- And England?
- You mean giving me honors?

Eduard the third has not recognized me the King of France yet.

You're right, cousin, I immediately set off
to move away from ...

- From what?
- From the fuss of Paris.

You seem to regret about it.

Now I can be your court lady.
When will you take me to your castle?

When I get Artois.

For a while it is in the hands of Mahaut's daughter.

Now, Jeanne stands in my way and needs to be removed from the road.

- Where are you going?
- To London. And stay there for several weeks.

When I return, we are going to live under one roof.

- Take it, is for you.
- I can not accept it, madam.

Beatrice, tt's for the memory of my mother.

Would you like to drink?

Since my release from Dourdan, you were my only friend. For so many years, Beatrice,

we have divided all our sorrows with you.
I know you loved her, until her death.

Although sometimes she was rough
with you and hurt you with her cruelty.

She was not fair with you and has not rewarded
for your faith and dedication as she should.

I'm sorry to lose you.

But now I can give you what she had always refused.

You will get married Beatrice, and if your dowry is not enough, I'll let you part of the land

- It's too late, lady.
- I do not want to hold you by force to stay near me ...

You killed her, and now you kill me!

- Our dear, Robert!
- The lucky Mortimer!

Lord of the whole England and sovereign of the
one of the most beautiful among British women.

I'm not the ruler of England, Robert. The country
is governed by the young King Edward.

You want to convince me, Roger, that is not your strong hand rules behind this 22 years sucker?

Shut up, gentlemen! Edward is no sucker anymore and I'm proud of him.

- Without offense. These are words of mother.
- Especially that I will soon become a father.

- It's true, my dear cousin?
- Yes, Robert, at my age ...

- A true child of love.
- I beseech you, cousin, do not tell anyone.

I want to keep my pregnancy in secret.
I do not know how to announce it to my son.

- What answer will you give me, Your Majesty?
- As for the recognition of Philip? We will think about it.

- Such answer you have already gave us.
- And repeat once again, Count Robert.

How shall we understand that?

Philip the Fair was my grandfather, the father of my mother, therefore we also have the right

to claim the French throne. Therefore, let the the
"foundling king" - as he's called, wait a while.

- You have a wonderful son, Your Majesty.
- Indeed, I can not look enough on him.

- Hopefully some day he will inherit the crown.
- You doubt it?

You never know what fate has prepared in the future.

- Maybe his uncle might sit on the throne.
- Uncle?

- Yes, ma'am, his uncle. The child that is in the womb of the Queen Mother.

- How can you say that, Robert?
- Do not give credence to such a craziness, sire.

- An elderly woman as she can not have children.
- My mother can! And this bastard will be younger than my own son!

You never know. Perhaps, someday he will also be called "King foundling."

Because of her I hated my father and deposed
him! And now she is the disgrace of our family.

You must secure yourself from Mortimer. Who killed
one king, can also kill another.

- What do you say?
- Your father did not die a natural death.

Mortimer has ordered to kill him leaving no traces.
After his death the murderers did not get enough
remuneration to keep their mouths shut.

- We shall kill Mortimer!
- Mortimer, come out! By the order of your king!

- Seize him!
- I beg you, son, Have merci on Mortimer!

And has he spared your honour? Take him to the tower of London.

Farewell, my queen. I loved you!

She had lost a child.

- When my master will take me to him?
- When I win the process.

Your business is moving forward so quickly,
that I will become gray hair.

- I gave my word. You have little patience, damn it!
- I think I have enough patience to spare.

First, I have waited for the death of the Countess Mahaut, then - the Countess Jeanne.

Both are long in the grave, but you still can
not take me to you.

- Yes, as a precaution.
- As a precaution!

What are you missing? Are are not well here?
If you stay in my house, we will rarely see each other.

- If you're so free, come to me.
- No, I have to go to the king.

- Now the Duchess of Burgundy, the niece of the
cursed Mahaut has claimed my domain
- Well, tomorrow?

Tomorrow I'm going to Conches and Beaumont and remain there for two weeks.

Divion, therefore, will go with you?

Well, yes! These cases are managed by my wife.

And it looks that I must wait here, as a good
and faithful servant ...

An excellent tournament! Excellent!

- My brother, I want to talk to you.
- I'm all ears, Your Majesty

- Your deeds are bad: the submitted 3 letters are forgeries, Robert.
- No, my brother, they are real.

Robert, I beg you, do not persist in vain. We caught a woman named Divion who lived in your house.

She has confessed to everything, in the manufacture of the forged letters, fake seals and many others deeds.

If she was tortured, sure she would confess to anything. If you would be tortured, sir, you would
admitt that you wanted to seduce me.

of the Countess Mahaut, Beatrice d'Irson, who said, that you have ordered to poison your aunt.

Shameless lies! My aunt had many enemies.

- Your will be your response, Robert?
- Do you abandon Artois, that I may forget the matter?

- Never.
- Do you refuse to your king?
- Yes, the king that I brought on the throne.

- If I have forgotten, would I ask you this question!
Your response, Robert?

Well, if you do not want to save the honour of peer
I'll have to save the honour of the king.

Excuse me if I can not raise and greet you as I should.
but my health does not allow it.

You certainly know my nephew, Guccio Tolomei,

He specially arrived from Siena to see me before my death. But his arrival has another reason as well.

You were my true friend, for many years,

though our friendship was often mixed together
with business interests.

But if now you came to me asking for money,
I can not you help you.

Do not worry, Tolomei, I did not came to borrow money but to ask you to take money from me.

I want to leave you all my treasury in exchange for a warranty

I'm leaving. Leaving France.

Surely because of your lawsuit?
The court has decided not to your advantage?

Will decide in four weeks.

Imagine Tolomei, now the king, whose sister I married to, my brother-in-law, who would not be the king without me

deprives me of all my wealth and puts me to prison or sends into exile. I'll be ahead of him, Tolomei .

Tomorrow I send all horses, all my belongings and
weapons to Bordeaux, and load on a ship to England.

I don 't care about this kingdom, this king is my enemy.

I will cross the border in order to avenge him as soon as I can.

You can trust me your gold, if you wish. We will take it from here, and you will receive it abroad

with the letter of guarantee.
I will not leave myself even a small coin.

I believe you, Tolomei! My trunks delivered at night.

Country which sees how its wealth is leaving will get poor, no matter how rich it was!

Yes, Tolomei ! I will not fear to atand against him on the battlefield.

And you are brave in your way.

I'm not afraid of anything. If it was not for my courage, I would not become a banker.

God bless you! I want to bless you, Your Highness
You are my last customer.

Better bless me for revenge.

Your Majesty, my cousin, if you feel my presence
is a burden to yourself, harmful for the kingdom,

give me to your brother in France, who has already asked for my return three times.

Sir, you're my guest.

Having given you to the King of France, I would have
akted against my honor and my interests.

- Kindly continue, cousin.

I must apologize to all of you, gentlemen, that I'm guilty t before you, noble English, that I put on the throne

Philip of Valois, "King Foundling," who has rewarded me with hatred.

Your Majesty, after the death of Charles the Fourth, Jr.
the son of Philip the Fair, your grandfather,

the French crown must return through the Queen Isabelle to a single direct male heir.

The law, according to which France can not be entrusted to a woman and transferred through a woman
to a heir does not derive from the ancient customs.

Yes, gentlemen, Louis IX, the Grumpy, was assassinated.

I'll name you a murderer. This is my own
aunt, which deprived me of the inheritance!

You should not render the King honours.

A quarter of the French kingdom, including Aquitaine,
already belongs to you,

but you have the right for the rest. I came here to
confirm this right.

And it depends on you, gentlemen, to defend it!

Your Majesty, I bow my knee and recognize the rule
of the true king of France.

My son no longer comes to visit me, however did not deny my request.

I thank you, my dear, that you have responded to it.
Castelring became my kingdom, and, after the execution of Mortimer I need nothing more.

I knew the same man. Who else can we talk to about him?
Nothing is left except of memories about him.

You reproach me?

I devoted the best part of my life to the education of your son.

- And the best part of my life, lady Mortimer was the love of your husband.
- Time erases everything, madam.

Believe me, I'm happy to share your retreat.

So we live together the rest of our lives.

Your Eminence, I bow in front of you, like every person, no
matter, whether you have approved or condemned people.

Now you are the chancellor of England, and I languish,
chasing the birds in this obscure country.

You miss your country but mine is honoured to assist you.
Are you the owner of castles, you have generous
allowance.

You sit at the same table with the king,
which does not deprive you of his attention.

You are his adviser, you should know when Edward decides to conquer France and takes the crown, which I have been offering him for three years.

- The King hesitates.
- I can not wait.

I do not know yet whether I am destined to see my wife,
who Philip has condemned to seclusion. I want to see my sons too.

Heron. The most cumbersome of the creatures of God!

Edward did not hesitates because of fear.
He weighs all advantages and disadvantages.

You should put it as the question the honour.
In other words, to spur him? Well, I'll be able to!

- Where you going?
- To raise the heron!

I am pleased to learn that you are showering
mercies on our relative.

That's right, I made him a keeper of five gates and Marshal of England.

Glad you recognize the merits of this true friend, who values the honour of his wife not less than your favour.

Our cousin Robert has not returned yet?

Make the way, sinners, I brought a gift to your King!

Sire, I have I shot a heron, the very clumsy bird
of the world; she was running behind everyone.

In my opinion, for your people, it would be worth
thinking, looking at her,

because the lions can not be seen among your knights.

For you, King Edward, I bring this gift so that it should remind you that such a powerful ruler still does not have the courage to take away his legal ownership from France.

Because I was accused of the cowardice in front of ladies and my subjects, I consider it as my duty to respond to you immediately.

You do not know me, cousin. I gave you my word that before the end of the year I will challenge the so-called King of France.

I am grateful for the heron, that you shot for me
and accept it with gratitude.

Your Majesty, my young and valiant cousin,
I did not expect from you any other response.

Your noble heart finally began to speak.
I give the oath to fight in the first ranks on the battlefield

and pray to God so that he sends me long life of
service to you and for revenge! I swear of allegiance!

- Cousin, I have preferred us to land in Artois.
- Yes, Robert, but Philip is waiting for us here.

First strike is comfortable to make in Brittany
and then we arrive in Artois.

Pull out the arrow..

Tomorrow I will be back on the horse, yes, Lormet!

Road for the King!

Lormet, we lost everything.

She's dead, sir.

As a sign of honour for him, our cousin will be buried
in the St. Paul Cathedral in London.

You will pay last respect to him. He never loved the sea.

Damn! Be all of you damned! Curse onto your family to the
thirteenth tribe!

Everyone who comes into this world,has a mission,
whether it can be high or low.

Robert d'Artois, who fought for his ancestral lands, lit up the war between France and England, which lasted 100 years.

None of the descendants of the Iron King could escape a tragic fate.

The Kings went by, and their people have not seen the end of suffering.