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Good morning.

Good morning.

Are you preoccupied, my love?

I went to bed last night happier
than I have ever been.

But then I woke up.

I'm sorry.

You owe me no apology.

I know how much you have sacrificed
for me.

I have everything
a king could ever want.

Except a queen.

That is why you married me
in secret.

What are you doing?

To protect your reputation.
For the good of the crown.

It is enough that you and I
know the truth.

Do you ever think about what you
will leave behind when you die?

Just ashes and fading memories...

..or something that will last
for all eternity?

You have already built something
for eternity.

A palace.

An empire.

Yes, but at what cost?

I will bring the Dauphin to
Versailles.

It is time for him to learn
what it is to be King.

And your brother?

What of him?

Perhaps you should let him go.

Allow him his freedom.

What makes you say that?

Well, sometimes,

it is not the future that
stands in our way, but the past.

No.

The force that binds us together is
stronger than the force that

drives us apart.

I need him.

And he needs me.

# I'm the king of my own land

# Facing tempests of dust

# I'll fight to the end

# Creatures of my dreams
raise up and dance with me

# Now and forever

# I'm your king. #

It's Monsieur Marchal, sire.

He's been seen.
Where?

In the town during the
disturbances last night.

Sire, we must assume he knows
everything.

He had already guessed
there was a close connection between

yourself and the prisoner
in the mask.

For all his loyalty in the past,
he is now a deadly threat.

Send for musketeers.

Search every building,
every nook and cranny.

Tell them he must be found.

I will take charge of the search
myself.

Sire?

If he resists?

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

Hey.

You think you can return
to a normal life?

Yeah.

I'd like you to join us.

Nah.

I have my own plans.

What sort of plans?

Bastien.

HORSE WHINNIES

We got word of a carriage of muskets
being transported

from the palace tomorrow.

We're going to raid the convoy.

Are you mad? You'll all be
slaughtered like lambs!

Well, if I'm going down,

I'm bringing some of Louis's men
with me. Musketeers!

WOMAN SCREAMS

You, go upstairs.

Hey, get over here.

HE GRUNTS AND GROANS

We're looking for a fugitive.

Marchal.

You may have encountered him before.

Formerly
head of the royal police force.

He has no friends here,
but as soon as we find him,

you'll be the first to hear.

A purse of gold
for whoever turns him in.

Death by hanging
for anyone found helping him.

And if you see the Protestant woman
who used to work here,

I suggest you turn her in likewise.

Of course.

All right?

You still think you can have
a normal life?

Head down to the river.

Check the customs houses.

Yes, sir. Wait. This way.

Try to get him alive.

But if he puts up a fight,
do what must be done.

"Thanks to the sterling efforts
of our security service,

"a nefarious plot by Protestant
anarchists to assassinate

"His Majesty was discovered,
thereby compelling His Majesty's

"forces to seize their properties
and imprison the ringleaders."

How many?

Over 10,000 imprisoned.

They shall be sent to work
the galleys.

And the pastors?

17 executed so far.

I want to meet the people of France.

I want them to see me not as their
tormentor but as their saviour.

May we ask how?

The tradition of the thaumaturgy.

I will lay my hands on the people.

To those who doubt, I shall bring
faith. To those who grieve, comfort.

To those who are sick, healing.

I think that's an inspired idea,
sire.

So will His Majesty bring the
people to the palace

for this ceremony?

No. I shall go to them.

To Paris?

By seeing that I trust them, they
will know that they can trust me.

Sire, may I urge you to consider
the risks of doing this?

I have.

I have also considered the risks
of NOT doing it.

Enjoying the good news, my boy?

Do you know the whereabouts
of Lorraine?

No, Your Highness.
Is it entirely true?

It's the official version of
what happened.

Why wouldn't it be?

It's just...I'm worried
about my sister and her wellbeing.

Have you seen the chevalier
anywhere? No, Your Highness.

She's not on any list,
so she'll be safe.

Thank you.

Now then, I've been thinking
about your future.

You can no longer rely
on the tannery to sustain you,

so we must find you a job.

And with your military background,

we might find you a position
within the royal guard.

I shall speak to the King.

That would be an honour, sir.

I've been looking everywhere for
Lorraine. Do you know where he is?

Exactly where he should be,
Your Highness.

In prison.

Sire, you have gone too far.

A pleasure to see you, too,
Princess.

Not only have you destroyed the
lives of decent Protestant people,

you have also locked up a man
I deeply care for.

The Chevalier de Lorraine.

His actions were in direct
opposition to the King's orders.

He was showing loyalty
to one of our closest friends!

Something in short supply
around here these days.

You should choose your words
more wisely, sister.

And your friends.

I am begging you to show mercy.

He and the Duchesse will be deported
to Louisiana

at the earliest opportunity.

But he'll not survive the journey.

You might as well execute him now.

Lorraine is responsible for his own
actions, as we all are.

I gave him my trust,
and he chose to betray it.

And not for the first time.

Where are you going?

To join my husband.

Are you going to stop me?

You are my sister.

And this is your home.

Not any more.

Wait.

Since the day you set foot
in this palace,

you have been a source of
honesty and charm.

Without you and my brother,

Versailles would lose some
of its sparkle.

And I would lose a part of my soul.

I know that I have lost your trust.

And more than anything in the world,
I want it back.

You cannot let her leave, sire.

She'll be back.

And I pray she will not come alone.

Do you think we shall spend the rest
of our days in here?

I'm sure if the King puts his mind
to it,

he could find us somewhere
less salubrious!

Guard!
Paper and a pen, if you please.

Where would we be
if we had not been caught?

Crossing the border into Italy.

Italy.

Rome.

The perfect mixture
of depravity and culture.

What are you doing?

Contacting the only person
with whom I still have leverage.

Have this delivered
to Monsieur Colbert immediately.

And what would we do in Rome?

We would live happily ever after.

No.

Why not?

Because what you describe is
a lunatic dream.

Where would we be without hope?

DOOR OPENS

No sign of him?

Nothing as yet, sire.

Tell them to keep looking.

Now, Bishop, have you consulted the
relevant texts for the thaumaturgy?

Yes, sire.

This Sunday is the closest
to the harvest moon.

THIS Sunday?

The timing could not be
more propitious.

The grace of God will be with you,

and the event will go down
in history.

Let us hope
for all the right reasons.

There are doubters among us?

I encountered much hostility
in the city.

The people may not show
the gratitude you expect.

In the absence of Monsieur Marchal,
there are concerns over security.

Then you will take over
his responsibilities until we can

find a suitable replacement.

You do me great honour, sire,

but I believe we've already found
a suitable replacement.

Then, engage him.

Sire! I really do insist...

God will protect me.

And God will show my people the way.

HUBBUB

Forgive me.

Old habits die hard.

They came looking for you
at the tannery. I know.

Why are they so scared of you?

They believe I'm a threat.

Are you?

We need your help.

For what?

To stop the King.

To make him put an end
to our suffering.

Don't waste your time.

If you stand in his way,

he will crush you.

Look...we're just an angry mob.

We don't know what we're doing.

But with you on our side,
that would change everything.

He's sent his men to hunt you down
like a dog.

Do you feel no anger towards him?

You helped us before.
Why not help us now?

Because I've seen more bloodshed

than anyone should see in a
lifetime.

So you're a coward.

I have killed, maimed, imprisoned,

tortured and executed.

Some guilty, some less so.

But I have destroyed families.

I've taken fathers
from their children.

I have blood on my hands.

It's time to wash it off.

Then, do the right thing.

Or you abandon us.

But if you abandon us,
then you abandon justice.

DOOR CLOSES

Are you not attending council?

I am slightly below the weather.

Please present my apologies
to His Majesty.

I believe congratulations
are in order.

For what?

For bravely vanquishing the deadly
Protestant assassins.

I obeyed my King.

Oh.

Please, give him this.

It's an estimate of the assets that
will accrue from his marriage

to the Infanta.

I trust we'll see you back on
your feet again soon?

Yes.

If only to do what is right.

Good day.

To you too.

What are you reading?
The latest potboiler?

Hardly.

The world's greatest pessimist.

De La Rochefoucauld.

"How can we know what we want
in the future when we don't even

"know what we want now?"

Hm.

Sounds all rather wise to me.

Did my brother send you?

No, I came of my own accord.

Why?

To take you home.

That would please my brother.

It's not for him.

It's for me.

For the Chevalier.

And for you.

Ah! I'm delighted to see you.

Now, I hear that you are intelligent
and courteous,

but that you spend too much time
chasing girls and foxes.

Well, I... Don't worry,
I was the same at your age.

He's grown
into a handsome young man.

With a regal bearing.

Don't you agree, madame?

He is the image of his father.

I'm so pleased to meet you.

I do hope we shall be friends.

You haven't lost your tongue
since I last saw you, I hope?

No, sire.

"No, sire." You must call me Father.

Yes...Father.

Did you have a task for me?

No.

I simply wish to spend time
with you.

Father and son.

And I believe the time has come
for you to learn the ropes.

You will not make a good king

if all you know how to do is climb
a fence and flirt.

Sire, you remember Guillaume.

Of course.

You saved my brother's life
in battle.

And you have left your family and
business to live here at Versailles.

I hope this has not caused you
too much pain.

It is a price worth paying,
if I may serve His Majesty.

This is my son.

He is the future of France.

By entering my service,

you are pledging to protect him
and my family from any danger.

Even if it means sacrificing
your own life.

Are you ready to do that?

If I die in the line of duty,
I would consider it an honour.

The first rule of being a king.

Surround yourself with men
you can trust.

Do you really want to remain
the rest of your life here,

a sad recluse, all alone, surrounded
by nothing but memories?

The Chevalier wants me back?

He needs you.

He's been imprisoned.

Caught pilfering the Communion wine,
was he?

He risked his neck to stop a squad

of musketeers destroying the
Duchesse d'Angers' castle, actually.

Courage I didn't know he possessed.

He's changed.

Perhaps it's time you changed, too.

So I come back to Versailles

just so that my brother can boss me
around and treat me like his poodle.

That's the way he is!

You know that.

He does what he has to do.
He's the King.

He'll always be like that.

It doesn't mean he doesn't love you.

We're a family...Philippe.

And families stick together.

"The King invites the sick and
infirm to a ceremony of

"thaumaturgy."

What?

Who does he think he is?
The saviour?

Look at them.

How can they fall for that?

Come on.

Let's get back to work.

Wait, wait, wait.
Hang on a minute.

Can't you see?

What?

This could be our chance.
To do what?

To kill the King.

Your Highness.

Madame, if I didn't know better,
I'd say you were avoiding me.

Of course not.

I understood we were to discuss the
wedding as a matter of some urgency.

Princess, you must understand that
His Majesty has many

important things to think about.

And I am still one of them?

Naturally.

But even if you were not,
you would surely not lack suitors.

Any eligible prince or king in
Europe

would see you as an ideal wife.

I'm not bothered with any
prince or king.

I am interested
in the King of France.

As are we all, Your Highness.

Now, if you will excuse me.

She lacks nothing
in self-confidence, that girl.

Perhaps you should send her back to
Portugal and inform her father

that you will take a decision next
year.

To keep her here would be to
encourage her to...

Believe that she will soon be Queen?
Yes.

No.

That will not happen.

Sire?

I cannot see you hurt any longer.

There is only one way
to end this speculation.

JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYS

I see nothing has changed.

The royal family!

My God, he's married her.

Remember, show modesty and
self-confidence in equal measure.

Congratulations.

Remind me never to play you
at cards.

My dear Infanta.
I would like you to meet my son.

It is an honour to meet you,
Your Highness.

I see you have inherited your
father's looks.

Let us hope you have not
inherited his manners.

You two should get to know
each other.

I already know many people.

Yes, but none of them are going to
be the next King of France.

Stables and fodder...

..one million. Linen...

..200,000.

Wine...900,000.

Gambling...two million.

This is what you owe
the Palace of Versailles.

But this is a time of celebration...

..which is why I hereby liberate you
from all your debts.

Let us drink and be merry.
But...

..let us not forget those less
fortunate than ourselves.

The people who fight our wars,
till our fields and bake our bread.

We live together, suffer together
and share love together.

On Sunday, we will celebrate
a grand ceremony of healing,

where I will bless the sick
and the needy.

We will celebrate that we are not
just one nation.

We are one family.

The King! The King!

I was hoping to see you here
tonight.

Good evening, madam.

I would prefer it
if you would call me Sister.

We married last night.

Then surely she is Queen?

No.

I am the King's wife.

My congratulations.

You've shown great courage.

I'll give you that.

May we have a word in private?

Congratulations.
Thank you.

Welcome to the family.

Shall we play cards?

As you wish.

I warn you. I cheat.

So do I.

I didn't come back for you, Louis.
No?

I'm here for myself.

I need you by my side.

There's too much water between us.

I've always tried to stand by you.

And what do I get in return?

What do you want in return?

Lorraine?
Free him, if that pleases you.

I saved your life.

How so?

I found our father and stopped the
Vatican destroying us.

You wouldn't be here
if it wasn't for me.

You didn't just save my life.

You saved our life.

You are still my brother.

And I am still King.

Aren't I?

Yes, you're still King.

And do you have my back?

Come on, let's get out of here.

I'm not leaving without her!

Go. You've already helped me enough.

I will come back for you.
Just go!

I promise. Go!

DOOR CLOSES

So?

How are you?

Take a wild guess.

I thought you could do with
some pampering.

Perhaps after you've taken a bath.

Hang on.

Do you really think we can just pick
up where we left off?

I thought you'd be grateful.

I was doing you a favour.
No.

You were doing yourself a favour.

What next, sexual favours?
Am I your whore now?

I did the decent thing,
and this is the thanks I get?

You really want to do
the decent thing?

There are dozens of innocent
people behind bars.

Why not save them?!

Look, there's nothing
you can do for Delphine.

We have to try and forget her now...

..and make the most
of what WE'VE got.

Maybe that works for you.

Not for me.

I brought you some sustenance.

Fresh fruit.

Kept my mother fit as a fiddle
until she was 95.

Oh.

I think the time for fresh fruit
has passed.

The King wishes to see you.

I shall not receive him.

In doing so, you insult him.

Do you know what it says on my
coat of arms, Louvois?

No.

It says, "Pro rege saepe...

"pro patria semper."

Country before King.

No-one respects His Majesty
more than I.

But he has changed.

He now inspires more fear than love.

He's truly concerned for you.

And I say again.

I shall not receive him.

But, Colbert...
I have given him my life.

I will not give him my death.

All my life has led up to
this moment.

I must not fail.

And you shall not.

Do you believe in me?

More than ever.

Sire, I would be failing in my
duties if I did not urge you

to cancel the ceremony.

And I would be failing in mine
if I listened.

I will not let my people down.

And I am not a coward.

To go to Paris is to enter the
lion's den

and to put your life at risk.
I'm begging you, sire,

do not do this.

I have to.

However, the Dauphin will remain
here at the palace.

Check all the houses before the
King's arrival.

Search everyone for weapons.

Put a man on every corner.

Tell your men, if in doubt, shoot.

And remember,
the King's life is in your hands.

What's wrong with him?!

Kindly open the door, if you please.

Stop for no-one!
He'll take you to Amiens.

From there, a horse will carry you
to the Dutch border.

Where do you think you're going?

A valiant effort.

Take her back to her cell.

No!

Let her go.

But, Your Highness...

Get her out of here.
But His Majest...

You have spoken far too much
for today.

You're a good man.

Never forget that.

Come on.

Let's go watch my brother play God!

Now, the King's going to be heavily
guarded and his men

will have orders to shoot on sight.
So no fuck-ups.

When I give the signal,

you open fire on the guards
and the musketeers.

My target is the King.

You don't stand a chance.

You'll be mown down
before you've fired a shot.

Right, if the thought of dying
scares you, best you leave now.

But if you want to take courage
and risk your life for freedom

and justice for your families,
then stay.

Better to die in glory
than live in misery, I say.

So, are you with us or not?

I'm leaving.
For good.

Get him.

No.

Let him go.

We can't take that risk.

I know this man and I trust him.

Let him go.

Do not do this.

You will die.

And the hopes of your people
will die with you.

Oh!

You're not attending
the thaumaturgy?

No.

Why not?

There was something
I wanted to say to you.

Will you please...

..give these documents to the King?

My parting gift.

I pray whatever you have to say
to me does not involve finance.

Colbert, we've known one another
for many, many years.

And although we've had our...

..disagreements, I admire you
more than any other man.

You have sacrificed your life
for the King.

And for France.

And if we had not been so busy
with our work...

..I'd like to think we could have
been friends.

Colbert?

Colbert?

Yah!

Yah!

HUBBUB

The King!

The King! The King! The King!

COUGHING

Where've YOU been?
Oh, you know.

Saving damsels in distress
from fire-breathing dragons.

All in a day's work.

You searched every house,
every shop, and the rooftops?

Yes, sir.

The King!
ALL: The King! The King!

SHOUTING AND CHANTING

Let the ceremony begin.

Approach.

The King touches you.

May the Lord heal you.

The King touches you.

May the Lord heal you.

The King touches you.

May the Lord heal you.

The King touches you.

May the Lord heal you.

The King touches you.

May the Lord heal you.

The King touches you.
May the Lord heal you.

Protect the King!

SCREAMING AND YELLING

No!

Over here, sire!

I realised in that moment
I might lose you.

I couldn't let that happen.

Thank you.

Who would have thought that a little
girl like that

would one day save the King's life?

It wasn't the King you saved.

It was your brother.

There will always be those
who want me dead.

I know. You are King.

I could have NOT been King.

No, Louis.

You have been King
since before you were born.

I used to hate you for it.

I was jealous.

You were always centre stage,
and I was...

..an unwanted accessory.

And now?

Now I've grown up, I suppose.

I see you for who you really are.

What you have to do is beyond me
and anyone I know.

How can I be jealous...
of someone that I respect?

Two brothers.

We started this life together.

We must end it together.

Can't have you going round
like a scarecrow.

Can we stop fighting?

I'm sorry. I'm just...

..scared, that's all.

So am I.

Still...

Perhaps we should...

Yes.

Perhaps we should.

But first I want you to say it.

What?

You've never said it.

I will if you will.

All right.

I...

I...

..love...

..love...

..you.

..you.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

We were just...
I know what you were doing.

There's always a place for you here,
Liselotte.

Don't worry.
I accepted my fate a long time ago.

I'm married to the two men I love.

Now, come on. Our presence is
required in the salon.

Unless you have other plans?

Plans?

No plans.

GATE CLATTERS

Open your eyes.

One day, this will belong to you.

The glory. The power.

And the duty that comes with it.

Do I have the strength? The courage?
The knowledge? Who am I?

Are you ready to shed tears?

Yes.
And blood?

I think so.

The journey that awaits you will be
filled with blood and tears.

Not just those of your enemies,
but your own.

Those of your people.

Of your loved ones.

You will make mistakes, take
the wrong path, heed bad advice.

You will lose your innocence.

Learn that your best friend is
in fact your worst enemy.

But trust only in yourself
above all others.

Because you are the King.

Chosen by God.

Always look to the future.

That's where obstacles and enemies
await you.

But you cannot face the future...

..until you've conquered the past.
Then...

..you will be free.

Only then...

..will you be immortal.