All language subtitles for T.L.D.2021.720p.WEBRip.AAC2.0.X.264-EVO

Turn to the right,
milady.

Thank you.

That's it.

HERALD: Hear ye,
hear ye, hear ye!

Lords! Knights! Squires!

And all other
manner of people.

That by the command
of Our Lord,
the king of France,

it is strictly prohibited,

on pain of death
and the loss of property,

for anyone here
to be armed,

or to carry
a sword or dagger

unless he be one
who has
the express permission

of Our Lord, the king.

Each man is to fight

on horseback and on foot,

armed in the manner
that pleases him,

with any weapon or device
of attack or defense.

Except for weapons
or devices
of equal design

or made with
charms or spells

or any other thing that is
forbidden by God
and holy church

to all good Christians.

If either combatant
should carry
onto the field of battle

any arms that have been
forged with spells,

charms, enchantments,
or any other evil arts,

then so shall
the malefactor be punished
as an enemy of God

or as a traitor

or as a murderer.

JACQUES: Tighter. Tighter.SERVANT: Monsieur.

MAN: Knights, proceed.

Come for your fight!

You're all gonna die!

You're all gonna die
like pigs!

We cannot
just sit here.

MAN: ...and fight!

Jean, we were
ordered by Pierre
to hold this bridge.

Orders be damned.
For the king.

JEAN: For the king!

MEN: For the king!

Thank you.

JEAN: I will make no apology
for how you men fought today.

It was an honor
to be there with you.

Limoges is lost.

And our allies have failed
to take the port at Brest.

Our new Lord, Pierre,

has now resigned the campaign
and orders us home.

We move at dawn.

MEN: Hear, hear.

MAN: To the king.

Evidently,
Pierre is not happy.

Lives were saved.

Not in Limoges.

Let us return home,
my friend.

You saved
my life today.

Thank you.

GATEKEEPER: Declare yourself!

Squire Jean de Carrouges.

Son of the captain
of this fort.

GATEKEEPER: Open the gates!

It's a great honor
for Pierre

to have chosen
your father's castle
for this ceremony.

I shall be prepared
to assume this captaincy

upon my father's passing.

Pray it is not
for many years.

Father. Mother.

Captain. Milady.

Squires.

Do not keep
Our Lord Pierre
waiting.

MAN 1: ...become your man.
I shall serve you for life.

MAN 2: So, Lord, I become
your man. I swear I shall
serve you for life.

MAN 3:
Milord, I become your man.
I shall serve you for life.

MAN 4: Milord, I become
your man. I swear I shall
serve you for life.

Lord, I become your man.
I swear
I shall serve you for life.

Lord...PIERRE: Closer.

Lord,
I become your man.

I swear I shall
serve you for life.

Declare yourself.

It is I.
Helen of Troy.

Le Gris.

JACQUES:
It's good to see you,
my friend.

Though I do not come
only as a friend.

I'm afraid
there's more to my visit
than I have let on.

Speak.

Pierre has charged me
with the collection
of debts.

I see.

I have already visited
all the other tenants
in his domain.

And now...

You have come
to see me.

I have come
to see you.

These levies are
for military defense.

And you know
as well as anyone
our enemy's present.

And we need to be ready.

When have I not been ready to
stand and fight for my king?

JACQUES: You have.

More than any other.

But that's not all
this Pierre wants.

No, what Pierre wants...

Pierre wants the money
that he's rightfully owed.

I don't have it.

This plague
has carried off
half my workforce.

My rent collection
is down.

My fields yield half
what they used to.

And the cost of labor
has now risen.

Yes.

How is it the other
vassals paid?

They paid because
I had to insist.

I see.

And now,
you insist upon me?

Let me talk to Pierre.

He's not without reason.

I will explain
your situation.

You are a true friend.

But I cannot return
empty-handed.

Of course not.

Thank you.

Let me see
what I have at hand.

JACQUES: Think about this.I have.

You have not.

I will be fighting
under Admiral de Vienne.

The English are looting
the Cotentin Peninsula
as we speak.

This plague has
taken your wife
and son.

JEAN: I will not stand by
whilst Lower Normandy falls.

Do not let
this obduracy take you.

You have no heir.

If you die, all you have
will revert to Count Pierre.

A fact not lost
on Pierre,
I'm certain.

He does not favor me
as he does you.

JACQUES:
No, you have much to
live for.

What do I have
to live for, here?
What?

A name.

It's too great and
storied a name for you
to treat it so recklessly.

Your father has
the captaincy of Belleme.

When he dies,
you will inherit
that garrison

and everything that
comes with it.

And I am your friend.

And there are many others
like me who would prefer
you not perish.

I don't embark
on this campaign
recklessly.

I don't embark on it
just to fight.

Then why?

Jacques.

I am

broke.

I need money.

TOWNSPEOPLE:
Long live the king!

Long live the king!

MAN 1: They're back!Quick! Come on! They're back!

WOMAN 1:
I'll take that
from you.

WOMAN 2:
Let me help you, sir.

WOMAN 3: Turn around,
please, my lord.

WOMAN 4:
Lift, lift your arm.

WOMAN: Take them more bread.

Over here.
They want some more.

Robert de Thibouville.

He's providing shelter
and vittles for us.

De Thibouville?

Did he not
side with the English
against us at Poitiers?

Yes, but he was pardoned
along with the others.

He's with us now.

And he'll stay that way
if he knows
what's good for him.

Steady, Jean.

It's a roof
over our heads.

Besides,

he has quite
the wine cellar.

JEAN: What a beauty.

She is
a de Thibouville?

Yes. Her name is
even older than yours.

She's his only daughter.

There's a dowry
to be had.

Of course, a man would
have to bear the mark

of her father's
disgrace...

I don't imagine
one would suffer
too greatly

at the task
of producing
an heir.

Gentlemen, welcome.

You fought bravely.

Thank you for hosting us.

I would like
to introduce...Jean de Carrouges.

Your reputation
precedes you.

As does yours.

It's my pleasure
to host you
and your men.

It is only just
to support the men
who fight for the king.

Some lessons are learned
later in life, hmm?

Allow me to introduce
my daughter.

Marguerite.

Marguerite, this is
Squire Jean de Carrouges.

Milady, I'm pleased
to meet you.

Pleasure is mine.

ROBERT: The dowry
includes this parcel as well.

Starting at
the hunting grounds.

JEAN: What of this here?
The one to the north?

Aunou-le-Faucon.

As I say, starting at
the hunting grounds.

JEAN: I'll have
that piece of land as well.

Most certainly.

ALL: Amen.

I'm a very
jealous man, milady.

Tonight, you are mine
and will dance
with no other.

And every night
hereafter.

No need to worry.

JACQUES: This is it.

Property starts
at the river mouth

and extends all the way
to the hill beyond.

JEAN: So, this is
Aunou-le-Faucon.

This was meant to be
part of Marguerite's dowry.

She loved it here.

And Pierre simply
gave it to you.

In appreciation
of my service.

His accounts were
in complete chaos.

Once I was
able to reorder them
and collect the rents due,

everything started
functioning properly,
and his fortunes turned.

Gave me this
as a sign of
his gratitude.

It's not my doing.

The count is generous
and impetuous.

Let us eat.

MARGUERITE: I wish
you'd seen the gardens
at Aunou-le-Faucon.

We had roses and lavender.

Then, we shall
have those here.

I remember my father
built a swing on the largest
tree in the estate.

I will find
the largest tree
and do the same.

I have such
wonderful memories
of my summers there.

It's a pity
Pierre took that estate
from your father.

I know you miss it.

It's the only way
he could pay
what he owed.

Pierre then just gave it
to Jacques Le Gris as a gift.

Do all squires enjoy
such lavish gifts?

Le Gris more
than most.

He has become
Pierre's most trusted.

Perhaps Aunou-le-Faucon
is not gone for good.

Perhaps I shall not
let that rest.

Jean.

My love, I have
bled for this king.

He knows of me.

I may have more power
than you think.

I know how powerful
you are.

This land was promised to me
as part of my wife's dowry.

The petition
is denied.

This decision comes directly
from His Majesty, the king.

Are you
Squire Jean de Carrouges?

That is I.

What does it say?

'Tis your father.

JEAN: Open the gate!

Open the gate!

JEAN: Leave us.

I was in Paris
when the news came.

Your father died quietly.

In his sleep.

I am lost.

They tell me
I'm to leave here
within a month.

You will do
no such thing.

I will assume
the captaincy.

You will keep
your quarters,
your servants.

Everything will be
the way it was...

Jean, have you
not heard?

You're not going to follow
in your father's footsteps

as captain here
at Belleme.

What do you mean?

Why did you have to
sue the count
for a piece of land?

Just to impress
your bride.

That land was
promised to me.
It was an appeal.

And now,
you've made an enemy
of Count Pierre.

It was right.

Right.
There's no right.

There is only
the power of men.

You sued him,
and you've made a
powerful enemy.

Your father was
a hard man

but there was much
about this world
that he understood.

Who then will assume
my father's captaincy?

PIERRE: Good day!

Join us, my squire.

This is a day
for celebration.

I will not be
staying, milord.

I do not wish to interrupt
such an occasion,

but my honor
compels me to speak.

I was angered,
but I spoke well.

I said to Pierre,

"Can you stand there,
as a man of honor,
as my liege lord,

"and say that I am not man
enough to assume
my rightful captaincy

"that my grandfather
and my father held for
the last 20 years of his life

"and take command
of that garrison

"and hold
the fort of Belleme
for my king?"

And what said Pierre?

And there was Le Gris,

whose life I saved,
sitting by his side

with his captaincy,
not even man enough
to look at me.

He poisons milord
with evil advice.

Whispered in his ear,
blackening my name.

Surely, you did not
say this.

You did.

We are no longer welcome
at court.

Jean...

So be it.

Milord.

Jean, an invitation
has arrived.

Your friend Jean Crespin
has invited us to his home.

They are celebrating
the birth
of their first child.

It's a boy.

Oh, wonderful news.

It's been a year
since Belleme.

Perhaps we may
show our faces

so they know we carry on
in spite of this injustice.

A healthy child
in these times

is cause for
a celebration.

Do you think I would deny
the rabble of Argentan

the sight of
a true noblewoman?

Have a gown made.

MAN: This one is ready.
We need more hay over here.

I am very glad
you chose to attend.

This will only
do you good,
my love.

Jean, I'm very pleased
to see you.
It's been a long time.

Congratulations, my friend.

Milady,
you look lovely.Thank you.

Please, you're
most welcome.

Pardon me, milady.

Le Gris.Carrouges.

Pax! Well done!
Well done, all!

Let there be no ill will
among the servants
of the king.

He needs us all
right now.

Hear, hear.
Well spoken,
old friend.

Marguerite, come.

Give our old friend
a kiss

and show the good faith
of the house Carrouges.

I will return
in just a few months,
my love.

I will be safe
and well attended to by
Alice and your mother,

but I will miss you.

This is what I do.

Let me provide for you.

And what of you?

I have all
that I need.

Except an heir.

My love.

It comes
as God wills it.

Be thou a knight
in the name of God.

Rise.

Jean de Carrouges!

In honor of your service
to our king.

Quiet!

Be thou a knight
in the name of God.

Rise.

All right, men!
Make preparations
for battle!

Sire?

Why do they run?

Why do they run?

For the king!

BOY: Our lord returns!

They're coming!

Our lord returns!

Our lord returns!

He's coming!

Welcome back, sire!

MARGUERITE:
Milord, you are
not well.

This fever is all I've brought
back from that wretched place.

As well as
your knighthood.

Tomorrow,
I must go to Paris.

I'll be away one week.

What do you want?

I'm owed money
by the treasurer.

Jean, you are unwell.

He's well enough
to travel.

To Paris?

That's three days' ride.

JEAN: And Argentan.

Duty demands that
I report to Pierre.

They will admire you
as a knight.

And you will confound

those who had not expected
you to return, Sir Jean.

Sir Jean de Carrouges?

Signature here.

300 gold pieces.

MAN: Sire.

I will be
in my chamber.

Good night.

My love?

What is the matter?

Has my mother
quarreled with you
yet again?

No.

JEAN: I have missed you.

Did you not miss me?

I missed you
more than you know.

Then let us go to bed.

What?
What is it, my love?I...

Uh, When...
When you were gone,
there was a day

when your mother
had business
in Saint Pierre.

Yes.

She took the servants with her
on her errand,
and I was left alone.

Did she not
leave Alice?

I told her in
no uncertain terms.

She took
all the servants.

Shortly after,
a man came
unannounced.

I knew the man,
so I let him in.

But he was not alone.

He attacked me.

He pinned me down,
I protested.

I screamed,
I cried out as best I could,
but there was no one here.

I was overpowered.
There was nothing
I could do.

I was raped.

Who? Who did this?

Who?

Jacques Le Gris.

Are you telling me
the truth?

Yes. Yes.

Are you telling me
the truth?

Yes, I am telling you
the truth.

You must believe me.

You must.

You are my beloved.

Here.

I was not here
to protect you.

Please forgive me.

Please.

Jean.

I want him to answer
for what he has done.

And he will.

He will.

MAN 1: Collect the swords!

MAN 2: Show them in, please.

MAN 3: Take the horses down.

Move them aside.

MAN 2: Show them in, please.

JEAN: And so,
I ask for your help.

Marguerite is my wife,
and she has been wronged.

I will not allow
this to go
unpunished.

Your only avenue
is through Pierre.

Though I doubt
he will give you
a hearing.

Tell the story
you've heard today.

Tell it anywhere you can
and to all who will listen.

We will be the subject
of gossip.

JEAN: If the story is known
across Normandy,

Pierre will have to
grant us a hearing.

I have a plan.

I request a duel to the death.

This custom was outlawed
years ago.

Not so, Your Grace.

MAN: It is true that no duels
have been fought during your
lifetime,

though it remains
acceptable as
a venue...

JEAN: It would require
a full convening

of the assembled
parliamentary body
of Paris.

All 32 members of
Your Majesty's court.

One of us has lied.

Let us let God decide.

Sir Jean, if you
lose this duel,

thus proving these
accusations false,

your wife would suffer
dire consequences.

God will spare those
who tell the truth.

And the truth
will prevail.

I am not afraid.

Excellent.

BAILIFF: His Majesty,
King Charles VI!

KING CHARLES VI:
What is your business today
before this court?

Most excellent
and powerful king

and our sovereign lord,

I present myself,

Jean de Carrouges,

knight,

as an appellant
in your court

and hereby do
accuse this squire

of a most foul crime

against my wife,

the Lady Marguerite de
Carrouges.

I charge that
during the third week
of this January past,

this same Jacques Le Gris

did feloniously

and carnally

take my wife
against her will
in our house.

And if this said
Jacques Le Gris

denies his crime,

I stand ready

to prove my charge
by my body
against his

and to render him dead
at an appointed time.

Come for your fight!

You're all gonna die!

You're all gonna
die like pigs!

Come on, then!

Come on,
you failed scum...

We cannot just sit here.

MAN: ...and fight!

Jean, we were ordered
by Pierre
to hold this bridge.

Orders be damned.

JACQUES:
They're baiting you,
Jean.

They want us
to leave the bridge so
they can take Limoges.

Then they shall
have their wish!

My son is a fool.
Let him go!

If he goes alone,
he will die.

For the king!

ALL: For the king!

I know he is stubborn.

PIERRE: Yes, stubborn,
difficult, jealous,

rash, dimwitted, irascible,
dimwitted...
Yes. Yes, yes, I know, milord.

...stupid.
He does not exactly
yield his rents on time.

But I count him
as a friend.

He disobeyed me
and let Limoges fall.

He believed he would succeed.
His intentions were good.

He's no fucking fun.

You mean, you'd like to
see more of his gloom
here in Argentan?

He postures and mopes about
like a black cloud.

Milord, I have fought
with him and seen the worst
of this world with him.

He is loyal.

Yeah. So are my
fucking hounds.

As you wish.
Take your leave.
Do as you like.

I think very little
of his character.

However, I think
a great deal of yours.

It's the quality that most
recommends you.

But do not let your loyalty
blind you.

Thank you, milord.Yes.

Le Gris?

The gold? Or the sandal?

Gold.Indeed.

The gold.

MAN: No, no.
I know, I know...

Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Under ordinary circumstances,
your hostess, the viscountess,

my wife,
Lady Marie Chamaillart,

would see the sun
come up with
all of us,

sing louder,
dance more

and drink you all
under the table.

However, she's fast at work
growing our eighth child

Well, good night,
dear friends.

I shall wait up
for absolutely
none of you.

Especially my husband.

Good night, dear.

My love.

Hear, hear.GUESTS: Hear, hear.

Good night.

Well, now,
perhaps the evening
can truly begin.

Where were we?

Uh... Latour, read.

I do not read Latin.

I will read.
The Book of Love.

GUESTS: Ooh.Rule number 24.

Anyone?

Squire?

"A new love
expels an old one."

Well, it appears we have a
squire with a hidden talent.

Read, do read.

Uh...

The rule of love
number four.

"Love is always growing,

"or diminishing."

Insolent bastard!

He knows you.

"Nothing prevents
a woman from being loved
by two men.

"Or a man
from being loved by
two women."

Well read.

Oh. Come, come.

If you run,
I will only chase you.

Wow, he grows serious.

WOMAN 1: No! No! No!

No!

No! No! No!

No! No! No!

This customer is rough.

WOMAN 1: No!

Here, come take
some evil inside you.

WOMAN 2: Pierre!Oh.

Come, Pierre.

PIERRE: Great!

PIERRE: Life is good.

JACQUES: The wolves
have not slept, either.

Your wife will
awaken soon, milord.

Best be in there
when she does.

Pregnant and hysterical.

I prefer to take my chances
with the wolves.

So, tell me, squire,

how does a man of war
become so learned in letters?

I was born with
neither a name
nor wealth.

I prepared for
a life in the church.

The requirements

did not suit me.

A libertine after
my own heart.

That always
came to me easily.

Does that knowledge
also apply to numbers?

It does, milord.

Then let me
share this with you,
and this stays between us.

Of course.

My accounts are in disarray.

Would you mind bringing
your expertise to bear
on my finances?

How can this be?

Rents are late to come in.
The accountants are careless.

Milord, these nobles are
holding the money that they
are meant to yield up to you.

The plague has carried off
half our workforce.

Crop yields are down.
Labor costs are up.

I understand the numbers,

and absolutely
none of this
is your concern.

You need to be prepared
to raise an army
at a moment's notice.

None of this works
if you're not solvent.

And when they say
they do not have it?

Well, let them
say that to me.

Well, then.

I was trying to have a word
with your lord.

This matter is between us.
Do not interrupt me again.

All right,
let us look
at the map.

Shall we?

There is, of course,
my property here at Bourg.

No.
My good man, no.

What's this here?

ROBERT: Aunou-le-Faucon.

No.

It's one of my most
valuable estates.

It is to be part of
my daughter's dowry.

I cannot just
give it to him.

My friend, Pierre's not asking
you to give him your finest
estate.

But Aunou-le-Faucon
is worth twice what I owe.

Well, think of how good
it will feel to be completely
without debt.

PIERRE: Have you heard?
Reports from the north.

They say there's a father
so desperate,

he'll marry his own daughter
to Jean de Carrouges.

Indeed?

Yes, Robert de Thibouville,
the traitor.

Carrouges needs an heir.

Is she the only
noblewoman in Normandy?

JACQUES:
He needs money as well.

There's much
to recommend her.

She's rich, young.
They say she's beautiful.

Yes, and her father
betrayed the Crown.

I make no apologies
for Robert de Thibouville.

Yeah.
Only a shame he wasn't
beheaded for his treason.

He would have been spared
the sight of this humiliation.

Yeah. Here, boy.

Stag's blood.

Badge of honor.

Badge of honor.

Well done, Etienne!
Uh, Charles.

What?

JACQUES:
He's suing me.

Oh. Come in.
Take your pants off.

He's suing me!

Who?Me!

For land that is
rightfully mine.

Jean de Carrouges has
filed a lawsuit for
a piece of property.

Why would he sue you
for a piece of property?

Because you gave it
to me.

He's suing you, too.
He's suing us both.

I fail to see
the amusement
here, milord.

How do you sue for that
which was never yours?

PIERRE: My squire.

Will you finally submit
that I was right about
Jean de Carrouges?

He's saying
he will take the matter
to the king.

He has bled
for this king.

My cousin, the king.

WOMAN: Pierre.

So have I bled.
So have you.

My friend,
this matter is settled.

I'd hoped to
surprise you at court.

Now, you have barged in
and cast a pall over
a rather promising evening.

So, I will tell you now.

Jean de Carrouges will not be
the new captain at Belleme.

You will be
the new captain
at Belleme.

As if by magic.

Carrouges will
be furious.

Too true.
Now take your fucking
pants off.

Minor delay.

Who wants to help me
restore my previous state?

Come down, my boy!
Le Gris!

I will protect this
fortress of Belleme

and command its garrison
as captain

to the best of my ability

against any
and all enemies
of my king.

PIERRE: Jacques Le Gris.

Captain, rise
and be recognized.

PIERRE: Good day!

Join us, my squire.

This is a day
for celebration.

I will not be
staying, milord.

Good God, man, tell me you're
not here to sue me again.

Mock me, if you may,

but you cannot
change right from wrong
nor wrong from right.

Enlighten me, my squire,
as to what is right.

For as I see it,
last time you emerged was
to file suit against me

for land I lawfully owned

and gifted
to my most faithful
of squires

for services rendered
by him unto me.

What claim could you possibly
have had to this land?

You have owned it never.

I know all
about your squire.

The squire you
gifted the land to.

The one who holds a captaincy
now that is rightfully mine.

My friend, please.

Come, let us talk in private.No! No! No!

I shall be heard!

I do not accept this!

My father, for 20 years,
my father...

I've waited for 20 years!

There's not a nobleman
in this hall who would speak
ill of your father.

You ask for my rents,
I yield them up.

Here, as a man of honor,

you say I am not the captain?

You say to me
I am not the captain here?

I say to you
whatever I like.

I decide who is the captain
at Belleme.

That is what you prize.

That. That sycophant.

Sycophants all!

I will sue!
I will sue you for this!

In just three years,

you've managed to marry
a traitor's daughter,

sue me for land that never
belonged to you

and to stand before me
for the second time
in as many years,

threatening
once again to sue,

all while speaking
of duty and honor.

This is how you serve me?

I serve the king.

The king.

The king.

Heaven and earth!

Heaven and earth what?

JACQUES: 14.

37. 45.

15. 17 borrowed...

Come.

Hello.

Thought you were
asleep, milord.

Aye, great,

good friend.
No, almost,

but I spied candlelight,
and I knew it must be you.

I work better alone.

You make it hard for a man
to get his work done.

I came here to tell you
I will not be joining you

for Crespin's celebration.

Milord?

Too far a ride,
too cold.

We'll stay here
and fuck women
of our own.

No.No.

No, I'm told
Jean de Carrouges
will be there.

It's time to
heal this wound.

He will never change.
Why even try?

Because a feud
between your
lordship's vassals

brings naught but trouble
and distraction.

PIERRE: Oh, good God.

And because I once stood
godfather to his late son!

I once held a place
in his heart.

Do as you must.

You will get to see
the mysterious wife.

Apparently, he's letting her
out of the dungeon
for one time only.

One can only hope
he hasn't taken away
her books.

Carrouges' wife reads?

In as many languages
as you do, I'm told.

Strange match.

It is.
Will wonders
never cease?

Come to
the celebration, milord!PIERRE: No.

Come!No.

Too much wine.
My Latin fails me.

"We forgive a child
afraid of the dark.

"Tragedy is men
afraid of the light."

Your decency will be
the end of you.

And there is no end
to my decency.

No, milord!

Recalculate!

Sorry.

JACQUES:
I think you'd enjoy it.

We will ride from the valley
to where the river ends.

We could, uh, dine there.

My servants could prepare
a picnic.

Oh, Jacques Le Gris,
save your breath.

I've heard all about you
from the ladies at court.

They're...
They're just
boasting.

Carrouges.

Pardon me, milady.

Carrouges.

Le Gris.

CRESPIN: Pax! Well done!

Let there be no ill will
among the servants
of our king.

His Majesty needs
us all right now.

Marguerite, come.

Give my old friend
a kiss.

Show him the good faith
of the house Carrouges.

CROWD: Bravo!

If we...

There.

There you go.

It's a shame
we had not met
until tonight.

Is it?

I had no idea
what a lucky man
Carrouges was

for having such
a beautiful wife.

From what I have heard,

you have no trouble
acquiring beautiful women.

And from
what I have heard,

we may have
a great deal
in common.

What could we
possibly have
in common?

Appreciation of one another's
extraordinary good looks.

You are quite talented
when it comes to flattery.

I only
speak the truth.

And what else?

You are a reader?

Like myself.

Romance of the Rose.

I thought it rather dull.

Dull?
The book is wretched.

I much prefer
Percival's Courtesy.

It's a much more challenging
and interesting novel.

Smart woman.

Yet he is of
so pure a heart he's able
to claim the Grail.

I understand him.

Don't get ahead
of yourself.

Carrouges.

Your wife charms me,
my friend.

To even think is to covet,
my lord.

No less sinful
than her coveting me.

Please forgive me.
I wish...

Milord?

I've never seen you
like this, milord.

Nor have I, my friend.

Word is not promising
on the Scottish front.

Perhaps the Lady Marguerite's
already a widow.

I would not wager against
Jean de Carrouges in battle.

What do you think
her and Jean speak about?

You think
they read together?

But he's illiterate,
though, isn't he?

The debt
we owe to our friends
is the greatest of all.

Is it greater than love?

HERALD:
My lords! My lords!

I present the knight,
Sir Jean de Carrouges!

Milord, I return from
the royal campaign in Scotland
to report to you.

Rise, Sir Knight, speak.

We found ourselves unwelcome
by our Scottish allies.

We laid siege at Wark.

Louder, Sir Knight,
they cannot
hear you in the back.

We laid siege at Wark.

Mm.

Milord, I return

with neither plunder
nor prisoners.

And without five of the nine
squires under my command.

Indeed,
I return a knight.

One who curses Scotland
and the hour
I set foot there.

PIERRE: Yes.

Word had arrived
ahead of you

of your
calamitous campaign.

A tragic result, Jean,

though, I dare say,
no fault of your command.

MEN: Hear, hear!

Where are you
off to now, Jean?

I'm bound for Paris.

I have business with the
treasurer for my payment.

Very good.

A good soldier
and good fortune
are not long parted.

JEAN:
I return a knight.

That is the second time
you do not call me "sir."

There will not be a third.

No offense intended,
Sir Jean.

I will not be patronized

by this squire

who lies about court,

waiting to be feted
with gift

upon gift upon gift

and risks nothing!

Nothing.

He may acquire
more property
in this world,

find more favor...

...eat more, drink more,

bed more,

and otherwise,
call himself
a man of arms.

But in this hall

and any other,

in my company,

he will call me "sir."

Sir.

Sir.

Indeed,

good sir.

Enjoy your time in Paris,

Sir Jean.

That is all, Jean.

Milord.

MARGUERITE: Who's there?

It's, uh, I, Adam Louvel,
milady.

Adam Louvel?

I'm ashamed
to have to ask
a great favor.

My horse has
thrown a shoe
and...

MARGUERITE: Nobody's here.

I'm not permitted
to open the door.

No, of course.

I just wondered if I could
come inside and warm myself
while he's reshod.

I'm so sorry to have to ask.

Oh...LOUVEL: I...

JACQUES: Milady,
forgive me for
intruding.

I love you more than
any other, and I would do
anything for you.

Everything I have is yours.

How can you speak to me
like this?

Marguerite, what way then
would I speak to you?

Milady, you must know
it cannot be helped.

My love for you
has consumed me.

How dare you?

Milady,
when milord sets his
course for love...

Do not speak!You must leave now.
Please.

JACQUES:
You heard the lady.
Leave us!

Milord.

I am married.Yes.

You are saddled
with a terrible
burden.

A cold, callous man
who does not love you
as I do.

Who cannot appreciate you
for the marvel that you are.

Please.I only want for
your happiness.

I cannot bear
to see you in
such hardship.

I know your house's
finances are fragile.

My lord provides for me.

Yes.

But does he know
you to be the most...

exquisite...

fascinating woman?

A woman

I would devote
my whole life to.

Oh, hear me say
I'm in love with you.

I know you love me, too.
You must.

You must leave.
Now, please.

Jeanette!

If you run,
I will only chase you.

No.Yes.

No.

No.

No.

No!

No.

No.

Please, no.

You fear yourself guilty,
but, my love,

I beseech you,
tell no one.

JACQUES:
For your own safety.

If your husband
hears of this,

he may kill you.

Say nothing.

I will keep quiet, too.

Do not feel badly,
my love.

We could not
help ourselves.

Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

Speak, my son.

I carry a sin
that weighs heavy
upon my heart.

What is it, my son?

I have committed
the sin of adultery

against a man
I once considered
a friend.

You know
your commandments?

Yes, Father.

I ask forgiveness.

My son,
Matthew tells us,

everyone who
looks at a woman
with lust

has already
committed adultery
with her in his heart.

But is love a sin, Father?

How can I seek absolution
for love?

This is the work
of the Devil.

This temptress
leads you astray.

Just as Eve lured Adam
from the divine path.

That is not love.

Then why?

God is faithful.

He will not let you be tempted
beyond what you can bear.

This is a test.

PIERRE: My friend.Milord.

Sit.

You will need to sit.

Drink this.

You should drink
all of it.

There is no other way
to say this

A most unspeakable charge
has been brought against you.

Jean de Carrouges
evidently,

among others,

has been telling
any and all
who will listen

that you...

took his wife
against her will.

I know not what to say.

Why would she say that?

Jacques, it is
you and I here.

I must know.
This is a serious matter.

The accusation is false.

Of course, she made
the customary protest,
but she is a lady.

It was not
against her will.

Why would I ever
need to do that?

Have you ever known me
to lack the company
of women?

No.

But you have not
been yourself of late.

It is true, I confess,
it is a feeling
I've never had before.

A love...

that I've never known.
It...

It's taken all my strength
not to return to her.

We knew it was wrong,

I confessed my adultery,
and performed my penance.

But I swear to you,
this charge of rape
is false.

Of course it's absurd.
It's as I suspected.

But I must
defend my name.

No, you must
do no such thing.

On my honor,
I will, milord.
I must.

I know you yearn
to defend your
name and your honor,

but the common mind has
no capacity for this sort
of nuance.

They simply
don't understand
the world as we do.

They see
villains and heroes,
that is all.

Milord...

Deny, deny, deny.

Everywhere, always,
at all times,
and to all men.

You did not
commit adultery.

It never happened.

There is no proof.

It will always be your word
against that
of Jean de Carrouges.

Yes, milord.

Of course
we will have to endure
a public trial,

charges of rape
will be brought
against you

and a verdict
will be rendered
by your overlord

adjudicating this
matter who,

as the fates
would have it,

happens to be me.

I hereby find
said Jacques Le Gris
to be completely innocent

and wholly without guilt.

I order
the criminal complaint
annulled

and stricken
from the record.

Let there be
no further questions
about it.

Let there be
no more gossip,

the penalty
a punishment
by my hand.

Is that understood?

As to the sworn testimony
of Lady Marguerite,

one can only come to
the conclusion she must
have dreamt it.

Now, have these findings
sent immediately to Paris

before this insouciant knight
troubles our king any further
with this nonsense.

Yes, speak.

Milord, I have
been informed

that Jean de Carrouges
has already
travelled to Paris.

He is filing
an appeal to His Majesty
at this very moment.

Cunt.

LE COQ: The benefit of clergy.

There really is
no decision to make.

You're a cleric
in minor orders.

So, you can escape
the jurisdiction
of the secular courts

and be tried
by the Church

where conditions are
more favorable.

Men holding church office

number disproportionately
among those accused of rape.

They escape serious punishment
by claiming benefit of clergy,
so...

we'll have the church
try your case and be done
with the matter.

But what of my name?

Was there

an affair?

Absolutely not.

It's strange she would claim
rape and risk her life.

Why would she do this?

All of France
is talking about this,
and I'm innocent.

I've said publicly
that this never happened!

And yet,
under extraordinary
pressure

and at great risk
to her name and reputation,

Lady Marguerite has
said that it did.

Formally, this is
not about her.

Rape is not a crime
against a woman.

It is a property crime
against her male guardian.

In this case,
Jean de Carrouges.

This is not a matter over
which a duel should be
fought to the death.

It should be
settled quietly.

Take the benefit of clergy.

I'm not a coward.

Most excellent
and powerful king
and our sovereign lord,

I present myself,

Jacques Le Gris,

squire and defendant,

and I do hereby deny

all the aforesaid charges,

especially

of Jean de Carrouges,

that I did unlawfully...

and carnally

know his wife,

the Lady Marguerite de
Carrouges,

in the third week
of January last,

or at any other time.

And I further maintain,
saving the honor
of Your Majesty,

that the said knight

has falsely

and wickedly lied!

And that he is false

and wicked
to say this thing.

And I further maintain...

and with the aid of God,

and with Our Lady,

I pledge to do whatever is
necessary to prove
my innocence.

The knight and the squire
have spoken well.

It is ordered now
that the parties present
the affidavits

which, the court
having received,

will render a verdict
upon in a fortnight.

If either man

attempts to flee Paris,

it will be taken
as a sign of
his guilt.

Orders will be issued
for his summary arrest

and he will be hanged.

The king will decide if a duel
should indeed be fought.

What now?

DOWRY LAWYER:
You will have 330 livres
in coin,

furnishings, cloth, and jewels

in addition to the estate
at Mont a Gudot as well as...

And what of
Aunou-le-Faucon?

Uh, I was forced to sell that
property to Count Pierre.

JEAN: You and I
agreed this land
should be assumed

by whomever marries
your daughter.

Is this not part
of the dowry?

ROBERT: I was unable
to pay my rents.

JEAN: You promised me.

We discussed this.

ROBERT: My daughter comes
with the money and the land
that I've offered.

That is all that I own.

And what
of the bride price?

I offer you
a name of value.

I should expect she's
capable of performing
her wifely duties?

Bearing an heir.

ROBERT:
My daughter is strong
and healthy

and ready to honor
the marriage.

The conception of an heir
and children to follow
shall be swift.

And prolific.

Proceed.

DOWRY LAWYER:
The wedding will
proceed!

MAID: You're perfect.

I hope this was
pleasurable for you.

Yes, milord, very.

I could not have asked

for a more
satisfying wedding night.

Perhaps we have conceived
on this very night.

I think you would enjoy it.
We will ride

from the valley to where
the river...Milord. Carrouges.

Carrouges.

Le Gris.

CRESPIN: Pax! Well done!

Let there be no ill will
between servants of our king.

Marguerite, come.

Give my old friend a kiss.

Show him the good faith
of the house Carrouges.

Who is that squire?
He's dangerously
handsome.

Mm. He has quite
the reputation.

Should milord not
return from battle,

I would happily strengthen
that reputation.

Mm, I think that could
be arranged regardless.

Marie.How can you
speak like this?

I should not be seen
nor heard with you.

My husband would
have my head.

But you would die happy.

He's handsome.

Charming, I hear.

True, he is handsome
and charming,

but my husband
does not trust him.

I am proud of you.

I know that
this reconciliation
must have been difficult.

You gave me good counsel.

You are kind
to Jacques Le Gris.

That man is unduly
fond of himself.

But you see

how a smile and a kind word
go much further than a threat.

JEAN: While I'm gone,

besides a bountiful harvest,

our fortunes will turn most
on the breeding
of these horses.

And the collection
of rents?

Yes, of course.

Stand over there.

I bought this mare
for breeding.

Comes from a long line
of war horses.

She will foal many
a valuable colt.

Sometimes,
the difference

between victory
and defeat,

MAN: Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!

Mind the gate!

No!

MAN 1: Whoa! Steady!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!No!

MAN 2: Steady, girl.

MAN 1: Easy! Easy!MAN 2: Get hold of her.

Not the stallion!

No! Not you!

Not with my mare!

JEAN:
The gates remain closed!

HENRI: Yes, milord.

The mare is in season!

These are not
trifling matters.

It costs money.

Nothing would get done around
here were it not for me.

I trust your little death
was a memorable
and a productive one.

It was like none other.

Why have I not yet conceived?

I want a child so very badly.

Wanting a child has
nothing to do with
the matter, Marguerite.

We need a son.

You think
I do not know this?

I think of nothing else.

I did not have this problem
with my first wife.

I shall return
in a few months.

You will be safe here
with my mother
and your servants.

You must never allow yourself
to be unattended.

And do not look so sad.

I prefer you to be in good
spirits as I go off to war.

I'm proud of you, milord.

You will take care
of the estate.

See that it does not
fall into disarray.

Of course.

Good morning.Milady.

Milady.Good morning.

Good morning, Henri.

Good morning
to you, milady.

The pregnancy
seems to be going well.

Yes, milady.

So why is she penned up?

Before my master left,
he had told me to do so.

My husband knows much
about horses,

riding them.

The upbringing,
I leave to you.

It would be better
for the health of the mare

to be roaming free.

Then she shall roam free.

Thank you, milady.

LOUIS:
This is last month's rent
as well, milady.

Were you unable to pay?

Your lord never came
to collect it.

Is this unusual?No.

But it is no trouble.

Thank you.

Henri?

Yes, milady?

Are the oxen
not too slow?

The thaw came late
this year.

It's been hard
going for them.

If we are to sow the oats
in time for harvest,

then we must be
much faster.

I should like to
use the horses.

Yes, but we never
use the horses
for that purpose.

My master feels
they are too valuable.

They will be
of no value if they
starve to death this winter.

See that it's done.

Right away.

I see you have some sun
on your face, milady.

You look well.Do I?

I prefer not to be pink.

Though it was
a lovely day.

A little color
on one's face
proves they're alive.

Barely.

Have you heard
we've a famous tailor
from Paris

arriving in the village
next week?

You've been working hard,
why not buy yourself
a new dress?

Oh, I don't know.

He copies the dresses
Queen Isabeau's been
seen wearing.

They're quite the rage.

I have seen those.

The neckline
is very low.

Almost so low
that one might see
the queen's pierced nipples.

She does not.

She does.She does not...

Good evening.

Good evening.

Things seem to be
running quite well.

I enjoy doing
these tasks.

It's my pleasure.

Until he returns
from Scotland,

of course.

It is unfortunate,
however,

that you've not
been capable

of steering your husband away
from conflict with others.

Jean does what he feels
is necessary.

May I ask
what you're making?
It looks lovely.

I say with sorrow,

something

apparently fruitless.

You are very cruel.

I am a good wife.

As long as
you are fulfilling
your wifely duties.

Or perhaps you cannot
be pleased.

DOCTOR: How is your sleep?

MARGUERITE: Often interrupted.

DOCTOR: Flaccid joints.

Bitter taste in the mouth?

I don't know.

My lady, it appears you are
suffering from an imbalance of
the four humors,

primarily black bile.

You are severely
melancholic,

your body is
cold and dry.

Perhaps this,

combined with various
other factors,

including God's will,

could be
preventing conception.

It is imperative
that you have a
pleasurable conclusion

similar to your husband's,
in order to conceive a child.

You achieve this?

Yes.

You find intercourse with
your husband pleasurable?

Yes, of course, Doctor.

Although I am not certain
I am experiencing

"the little death,"
as they say.

But if you
find it pleasurable,
then you are.

Very well.

When Jean returns,
he shall be grateful

as I have put
the books in order, as well
as everything else.

Perhaps he won't mind
the expense.

Let us both get dresses.

Surprise your new husband.

MARIE:
He would not approve.

He would say I have
enough dresses.

I've only been married
a short time,

yet I now understand
the burden
of this arrangement.

You are a newlywed.

Surely you do not
feel burdened.

Bernard is a frugal man

and he does not like
to kiss me.

I once thought his appearance
would become more pleasing,

but, instead,
it's become more
repulsive.

So I suppose I am relieved

about the kissing.

He is not like Jean,
handsome and generous.

My marriage is not
without its problems.

TAILOR:
I shall be right with
you, ladies.

Thank you.

Despite Le Gris'
many deplorable qualities,

one cannot be blind
to his appearance.

Crude as he is.

Offensive as well.

They're all such fools.Hmm.

Agreed.

Welcome back, sire.

Welcome home, my love.

I am so happy
to see you.

JEAN:
My God, Marguerite,

have you lost your dignity?

Go upstairs
before the others
think you a harlot.

I am your wife.

Welcome home,
my courageous son.

Thank you.

NICOLE: Had I seen the gown
or known it was being made,

I would've stopped it.

And how would you
have done that
in my household?

I wonder.

Are you gonna let your wife
speak to me
in a tone like this?

Marguerite is
a grown woman,
Mother.

The decisions she makes
are her own.

As well as
the lessons learned.

Tomorrow I must go to Paris.

I'll be away one week.

But you are ill.
You must stay here,
indoors.

Yes, please stay.

JEAN: I'm owed money.

I intend to collect it.MARGUERITE: Of course.

Perhaps you may
visit some old friends.

Le Gris is in Argentan.

Why Le Gris?

Please ensure
Alice is with her
while I'm away.

I forbid you from
leaving the grounds.

It's not safe.

I should like to
see my friends.

We're so isolated.

Precisely.

Mm.

DRIVER: Whoa!

Are you leaving?NICOLE: Yes.

Well, when will
you return?

When my tasks
are completed.

Before nightfall.

Jean insisted
I not be left alone.
You heard him.

Antoine!ANTOINE: Hyah!

Eight, nine, ten,
eleven, twelve...

Stay.

Who is there?

LOUVEL: It is I.

Adam Louvel, milady.

Adam Louvel?

Hello.LOUVEL: I, uh...

I have a great favor
to ask.

My horse
has thrown a shoe.
Uh...

Nobody is here. I am not
permitted to open the door.

LOUVEL: Of course.
I understand.

If I could...

Could I wait inside
while he's reshod?

Just to warm myself
for a moment.

I...Will not be long at all.

Uh, it's just
an inconvenience.

I'm so sorry
to have to ask.Please.

Oh, I'm not alone.

Milady, forgive me
for intruding.

I love you.

More than any other.

And I would do
anything for you.

Everything I have
is yours.

How can you
speak to me this way?

Marguerite, what way then
would I speak to you?

Milady must know
it cannot be helped.

My love for you
has consumed me.

How dare you?

Milady, when milord
sets his course
for love...

You must leave now. Please.

You heard the lady!
Leave us.

LOUVEL: Milord.

I am married.Yes.

And you are saddled
with a terrible burden.

A cold, callous man
who does not love you
as I do.

Who cannot appreciate you
for the marvel that you are.

Oh, please,
do not speak
of my husband.

I want only
for your happiness.

I cannot bear
to see you in
such hardship.

I know your
house's finances
are fragile.

My lord provides for me.

Yes.

But does he know you
to be the most exquisite,

fascinating woman?

A woman I would devote
my whole life to.

Ah, hear me say
I'm in love with you.

And I know

you love me too.
You must.

You must leave.
Please.

Marguerite,
do not fight this.

Jeanette!

Jeanette!

If you run,
I will only chase you.

Jeanette!

Come here.

No.

No!

No! No! No!

No!

No! Please.

Shh.Please, don't do this.

Please.

MARGUERITE:
Please.

JACQUES:
Oh, you feel yourself
guilty.

Oh, but, my love,
I beseech you,
tell no one.

For your own safety.

If your husband hears of this,
he may kill you.

Say nothing.

Do not feel badly,
my love.

We could not
help ourselves.

ALICE:
Milady, we've returned.

She was trying a new cook,
and the dish was quite tasty,

save for the cheese.

I've never enjoyed this
particular cheese, but sadly,
it's everywhere.

Thank you.

There is one example,

and I've forgotten
the name of it, um...

it has various colors
laced through it.
Oh, uh...

Do you know
the name of this cheese?

I think that
it is Roquefort.

No. No, no, not Roquefort.
It's not as strong
as Roquefort.

But it has a certain texture

that is very good in cookery.

Milady.

You haven't been eating.

Are you ill?

Lady Carrouges has enquired
about your state of mind.

Uh, my state of mind is fine.
Thank you, Alice.

Do not open the door.

It's Marie.
I'm here to see Marguerite.
Is she in?

Fine.

It's me.

ALICE: Come on in.Good day.

I've never felt such joy.
I'm pregnant.

I'm pregnant.

Are you...
Are you all right?

You don't seem yourself.

Are you not happy for me?

I'm so very
pleased for you.

MAN: Sire.

I have missed you.

Did you not miss me?

Oh, I missed you
more than you know.

Then let us go to bed.Jean...

Marguerite, I've been away
for many days.I cannot.

What do you mean,
you cannot?

Well, um,
I need to tell you
something.

What?

While you were gone,
there was a day when your
mother had business

in Saint Pierre.

Yes.

And shortly after,
a man came,
unannounced.

I knew the man,
so I let him in.

But he was not alone.

Jacques Le Gris
entered our home
without my permission and...

What about Le Gris?He forced me to this room.

To this bed.

He raped me.

Are you telling me
the truth?

Please.

Are you telling me
the truth?

Jean, please!
I am telling you the truth.
You must believe me.

I screamed.

I screamed until
I lost my voice.

He forced you?

He raped me.

You did not
provoke this?No, Jean.

Could you not run?

I was pinned down,
I could not breathe.

Can this man
do nothing but evil to me?

Jean, I intend
to speak the truth.

I will not be silent.

I have no legal standing
without your support.

Then you shall
have it.

Come.

I will not allow him
to be the last man
to have known you.

Jean...Come.

Come!

PRIEST: Milady,

do you swear upon your life

that what you say is true?

I swear it.

Will you swear it
before God?

And all of France?

I will.

Then we fight.

Marguerite is my wife

and we have been wronged.

I will not allow it
to go unpunished.

Your only avenue
is through Pierre.

Though I doubt
he will give you
a hearing.

Tell the story
you heard today.

Tell it anywhere you can
and to all who will listen.

We will be the subject
of gossip.

If the story
is known across
Normandy,

Pierre will have to
grant us a hearing.

We have a plan.

Marie?

Stay a while.

Why can't you look at me?

I cannot.

Marie?

Do you not recall?

You said, on one or more
occasions, that you found
Le Gris handsome.

So did you.

But I do not
complain of rape.

BERNARD: Marie!

You do not believe me.

I have to go.

No, Jean, no!
This is not what I want!

Not what you want?

Can he not simply be tried for
his crime in the courts?

Pierre is the courts!

If you appeal to the king,
he will only side with Pierre

as he has in the past.

I will not appeal
to the king.

I will appeal to God.

Marguerite,
why have you
done this?

Because what
happened to me
is wrong.

Men like Le Gris
take women when
they want

and how often they want.

Who do you think you are?

My son may die.

That is his choice.
Not mine.

You are no different from
the peasants our soldiers
have their way with

when they are at war.

Do they complain?

I cannot be silent.
I must speak.

Marguerite!

All you have done
is bring shame
to our family.

I am telling the truth.

The truth
does not matter.

You look at me
as if I were
never young.

I was raped.

And despite my protestations
and my revulsion,

did I go crying to my lord

who had better things
to worry about?

No, I stood up,

got on with my life.

But at what cost?

At what cost?

I'm alive.

Well, you have
paid a dear price
for that privilege.

LE COQ: I have heard from
several sources
that you told others

you found
MonsieurLe Gris handsome.

Perhaps you dreamt
this event,

wishing it to be true.

Yes, a long time ago,
some friends and I agreed

that he was handsome,
but I told them that I knew
him to be untrustworthy.

Noticing a man is attractive
reveals nothing but that.

LE COQ: And if one of these
women is your dearest friend,

why would she bring this
information to the court?

I do not know.

LE COQ: You've been
with Jean de Carrouges
for how many years?

Five.

LE COQ: In that time,

you've not carried a child,

an heir to the family name.

No, monsieur.No.

And yet,
here you are,

six months from the incident
you claim is true,

and you are
six months pregnant.

Perhaps you have
another lover

and accuse Le Gris
to hide this.

As I have said,
I am loyal to my husband.

Do you enjoy
having intercourse
with your husband?

Yes, of course.

CLERGY:
It is not a matter
of course.

You are fully aware
that you cannot
conceive a child

unless you
experience pleasure

at the end.Yes.

Yes.

And do you
experience pleasure
at the end?

Yes. I do.

A rape cannot
cause a pregnancy.

This is just science.

LE COQ:
It permits the court
to wonder

if after five years
of marital relations,

your pregnancy is

a coincidence.

Let us say we believe
you are telling the truth

and such an act did,
in fact, take place,

perhaps you enjoyed it

more than you're
willing to admit.

Please, explain to me
how one is to enjoy rape.

Did you
experience pleasure?

LE COQ: Simply answer
the question.

I experienced no pleasure!

Are there
any more questions?

If your husband were to
lose the duel, it would
demonstrate God's judgment

and reveal you
for having borne
false witness.

I understand.

LE COQ:
I'm certain your husband
told you,

the penalty for bearing
false witness against a man
by a woman,

in the case of rape,

is that you are to be
stripped and shorn,

fitted by the neck
with an iron collar,

lashed to a wooden post,

and summarily burned alive.

Lady Marguerite...

it is quite common

for the accused to burn
for 20 to 30 minutes

before they are dead.

I am telling the truth.

We will proceed
with the duel.

You think Le Gris handsome,
do you?

You have disgraced me

before my king
and all of France.

You knew
what would happen to me
should you lose this duel.

You knew and
you didn't tell me.

God will not punish
those who tell the truth.

My fate and our child's fate
will be written,

not by God's will,

but by which old man
will tire first.

How dare you
speak to me this way.

What have I to lose?

I begged you to
find another way, and now
I may be burned alive.

I am risking
my life for you.Hmm.

You are risking my life

so you can fight your enemy
and save your pride.

And that could
render our child
an orphan.

Or did you not
think of that?

You are a hypocrite.

You are blinded
by your vanity.

JEAN: All the preparations
are made.

I'm ready.

I should like to stay
a while longer.

Faith, Marguerite.

I finally gave birth to a son
who I love more than I could
have ever imagined...

and I may not live
to see him grow.

This was my life.

Had I had known
the truth would
deprive me of this love,

I believe I would have done
what many women
before me had done.

Nothing.

What you did was right.Mm.

Not if I die.

I am not like you, Jean.

A child needs his mother

more than a mother
needs to be right.

KING CHARLES VI:
Knights, proceed.

Lady,

upon your evidence,

I hazard my life in combat
with Jacques Le Gris.

You know my cause
is just and true.

MARGUERITE:
I say before all of you,

I spoke the truth.

Let it be
in God's hands.

There'll be rough justice
this day
by the grace of God.

Let us pray this ends
like the duel at Flanders.

With Le Gris in a wrestling
match, removing Carrouges'
testicles by hand.

MAN: Let them go!

Let them go! Let them go!

JEAN: Quickly! Give it to me!

JACQUES:
Lance, lance! Hurry!

MAN 1: Whoa. Whoa!

MAN 2: Out of the way!

JEAN: Lance! Lance!

Axe, axe!

Carrouges may yet
bleed out.

Pray God.

MAN: Kill him! Kill him!

Kill him!Kill him! Kill him!

Confess!

Confess to me.

Carrouges, there was no rape.

There was no rape.

There was no rape!

In the name of God

and on the peril
of damnation of
my soul,

I am innocent of the crime!

Then you be damned.

Yes.

BAILIFF:
God be with you,
milady.

KING CHARLES VI: No...
Rise. You rise.

I grace you
with honor, knight.

God has spoken,

proving your cause
to be truthful and just.

You have fought
with strength and humility.

May God be with you
and your wife.

Your wife.

MAN: Long live Carrouges!

WOMAN: Carrouges!

MAN: The glory of Carrouges!

WOMAN: Carrouges!

Look at that!