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MARIE ANTOINETTE HAS BEEN ON THE THRONE FOR TEN YEARS.

SHE HAS FULFILLED HER DUTY AND GAVE BIRTH TO A MALE HEIR.

SHE HAS WON THE HEARTS OF THE FRENCH PEOPLE.

BUT POWERFUL ENEMIES GATHER IN VERSAILLES AND PARIS.

MARIE ANTOINETTE FACES A DEADLY BATTLE FOR HER REPUTATION.

PARIS 1783. ONE OF THE COLDEST WINTERS WINTER IN LIVING MEMORY.

There, another snow queen and her king! You see, there! Over there.

People build snow statues, to thank mom and dad.

All over France there are such snow statues.

But no snow princesses.

People like your parents, but probably not you.

Yolande just wants to tease you.

Slow down, coachman!

I think that's wonderful. If we are kind to our subjects,

they are also kind to us.

Is that a person on the step?

Leave him alone. All supplies are taken.

Get a coat, Lamballe. You stay here, Mousseline.

-Be careful, Your Majesty! -He does nothing. He's barely alive.

Over here, Your Majesty!

Be careful, Your Majesty.

-Down with the crown! -Can you hear us?

Go back!

There are more. They expect that we help them too.

-Mom, look! -We have nothing left.

-Mousseline! -Princess!

Mousseline, get back in the car!

Protect the queen!

-Your Majesty! -Go ahead!

From the depths of this cruel winter

hear our cries, O Lord!

Protect us from despair,

as we struggle through the dark grounds of human existence.

Bound to the incessant

and futile striving for a fleeting triumph.

Deliver us from this endless torment.

From the weather or from this sermon?

Guide us, O Lord,

through the deplorable aberrations of life,

where every step is laborious.

Warm our icy bodies

and feed our hungry bellies with your forgiveness.

-Amen. -Liar! He's such a...

Nobody in here is starving. Especially not Cardinal Rohan.

And protect us

from the machinations of evil, that wants to do us evil.

Oh, please! Don't you know who I am?

Corpus Christi.

The ladies receive not only the body of Christ.

You also get to taste Rohan's fingers to taste. Look.

Oh! Excuse me.

How clumsy.

-Forgiveness. -Pardon. Apologies.

He should have should have gone into exile long ago.

Instead he was made a cardinal.

-No woman has ever complained. -You complain about him all the time.

I am not a woman.

I am a queen.

-I fear no one. -Not even Rohan?

Your cousin, the Duke of Chartres,

-to extend the Palais Royal. -Rejected.

The Budget Committee has drawn up a list of painters for your portrait.

Cardinal Rohan would like to serve in your cabinet.

-Over my dead body. -You keep out of this.

Rohan called my mother a despotic Vettel.

-Box. -Vettel.

-Box, Your Majesty. -What else?

They say your favorite was sitting next to you in the master bedroom.

Yolande is reminded: "Only only a duchess may sit with me.

-She gets whipped too. -Excellent.

The Marquis Lafayette waits in the Salon de l'Œil-de-bœuf.

The court jeweler is waiting in your antechamber.

-Good day. -Louis.

Leave us alone. Thank you.

I need more money. For assistance.

Why? People build us to thank us.

They are still freezing to death on the streets.

Money is there, the war is over.

-Naturally. Take what you need. -You look tired.

You too. The pregnancy, your charity... You're taking on too much.

You only see me only in church.

The children will keep you company.

-Give them a kiss for me. -Now go!

-Mama! -There's your mom.

Go to her.

Quick, Antoinette, the hyenas are coming.

I'm about to have hot chocolate in my room.

Come on, run along.

Let's get out of here.

Do you still have those sweets? This baby loves sugar.

I just had them.

-You've eaten them! -They're gone.

The presentation simply has to be perfect.

Your Majesty.

You are not allowed in here.

-Monsieur Boehmer. -The Queen of Diamonds.

Hung with 600 extremely precious gemstones.

If I spend 2 million on a chain I'll soon be hanging too.

At the lamppost.

Yolande, take your pick.

That keeps the debt collectors away, until you find another buyer.

-Too kind, Your Majesty. -Put it on my bill.

Goodbye, Mr. Boehmer.

Poor guy. His third attempt, to sell them to me.

Serves him right. The necklace is so vulgar.

Please make room for the queen! Thank you.

Please step aside. No.

-I wish to see Her Majesty. -She has withdrawn.

I am a Rohan. My family is above the nobility of France.

I will not submit to a cocksucking landgravine.

-Please, go on. -Your Majesty.

You look radiantly beautiful.

Bitch.

What is that delicious smell?

-Hot chocolate. -Oh yes?

Have you left any for us?

Peace.

And warmth.

So, show us, what you have chosen.

-You're too good to me. -Unique.

But you save me every day from madness.

And which governess else could I

these little monsters?

Exactly.

But now I'm bringing the monsters back to the nursery.

Madame Royale has music lessons, the Dauphin has to sleep.

-And so do you. You look pale. -Do you?

You hand out too many blankets and cakes.

I must be doing something right, the people love me.

Come, children, our perfect queen must rest.

Come on.

Yolande?

Please stay with me tonight.

I can't.

Vaudreuil?

You are so lucky, that you have him. And Jules.

Work.

HER MAJESTY MARIE ANTOINETTE VERSAILLES

"Dearest sister, Austria needs your help."

Austria can at the back of the queue.

Seal, seal, seal...

MY FAVORITE HEEL,

I AM WRITING THESE WORDS TO YOU, AND MY HEART OVERFLOWS

WITH ALL THE FEELINGS I HAVE SINCE THE MOMENT...

My information was correct. Annoying raid from the front.

-Lafayette is following me. -Ignore him.

Your Majesty. I am returning from America with Mr. Washington's compliments.

But freedom is expensive.

A donation would bring France's reputation fame.

His reputation?

It seems you've been away from France away from France for too long, Lafayette.

We are the best in the world

in literature, theater, cooking, fashion, science, philosophy...

To seek even more fame, would be unseemly.

Perhaps Mr. Washington should should take care of his reputation.

He could repay the 1 billion livres,

that France contributed to America's independence.

Shameless.

But that's how Americans are.

You have not yet appointed a financial controller.

As a result, the market is volatile. Therefore...

I would temporarily

as your economic advisor.

Sorry. You?

I want to serve the crown.

You want access to my money to pay your debts.

Take care of your household.

Leave the economy to me.

You can't do everything yourself.

Oh, this cold!

Wherever I turn, there's someone everywhere, begging.

I bet the Sultan doesn't have these problems.

The court in Constantinople is even greedier than Versailles.

But the Sultan enjoys a warmer winter.

Is Provence right about that? that the markets are nervous?

The donors are concerned that a missing financial controller

could indicate a tax problem could indicate a tax problem.

So we have no more time.

Yes.

Who can keep a secret that could destroy France?

DUKE OF COWARDICE

Your admirers have decorated your walls.

It would be helpful if Versailles stopped no more lies about me.

I don't do that.

I speak only highly the highest praise of you, cousin.

Felicité, we have a visitor.

How nice to see you, Provence.

Tell that to your knees. Because they don't bend.

You are of the strange opinion that men and women are the same.

-Truly marvelous. -Hurry up, Philippe.

I would like to to read you my new chapter.

-She is unbearable. -That's where we differ.

-I love women who are smarter. -That's why your bed is never empty.

-Well, what's new in Versailles? -He is incapable of deciding.

He does not yet have a financial controller.

Nevertheless, he has decided to refuse my requests.

He won't allow me to extend the arcades.

It has to be said, you have turned the Palais Royal into a den of iniquity.

At court you are jokingly called the "shopkeeper".

- "Brothel owner" would be more appropriate. -The court excluded me.

-How am I supposed to look after the children? -And the mothers that go with them.

Where is your official wife right now? I haven't seen her for ages.

In the country.

Still offended because you her dowry with whores?

How petty. But never mind.

The world and your wife think, You are a libertine and a coward.

What difference does it make? You are among the richest men in France.

Reputation is everything, dear cousin.

Thanks to our glorious king mine is gone.

Villette.

Put your tail away and help me out of the cape.

You are late.

Five minutes earlier I would have caught you with the baker.

I have to eat too. I have no customers and my ink is frozen.

-With what did he pay for his pleasure? -With bread.

-Here! -Seriously?

-Your value is measured in cakes. -Thank you.

-Did you get anything? -Yes.

Fresh from the favorite's bag. Books...

-Where is the kindling? -Is that all?

My fingers were numb. I'll go again tomorrow.

We can also get their money in other ways. With fake charity.

"Do you donate for the poor, fallen women?"

You can do the same in Paris.

-What is so special about Versailles? -Life.

Give me the books. We'll start with Voltaire.

It burns more slowly.

"Fate drew a line a boundary between us,

but it can't prevent from thinking about you all the time.

I lose myself in thoughts of you.

These forbidden letters

are my consolation,

my offense,

my pleasure."

Good morning, Your Majesty.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

-What is all this? -Gifts, Your Majesty.

From an admirer.

How beautiful!

-Is there a letter with it? -Indeed there is.

"Diamonds for the delicate ears,

who hurt my careless words.

Roses in the color of my rueful blush

and my cardinal's robes."

-The gifts are from Rohan? -Who else?

He thinks I can be bought.

He insulted Yolande,

and now he sends me presents.

-Gifts! -I love listening to your complaints.

-But I have to govern. -Why do the privileged want

still more of us?

Welcome to Versailles.

You are the king.

Change it.

We could

make a few promotions.

Increase pensions.

We show the privileged families,

that we are a modern regime

and loyal service are worth more than noble descent.

My stable master.

He was always very loyal.

He is to receive a large pension.

-And Claudine. -Yes.

-She's been cooking for you since you were a child. -Exactly.

And what about with the children's governess?

Why is everyone outraged by this book? I find it harmless.

When it comes to debauchery you Polignacs have set the bar high.

Or maybe you, Calonne, a very dull life.

-Double or nothing? -A deal.

-How the hell... -Geometry, physics and ingenuity.

I get 20,000 livres.

Together with unpaid losses and interest

you owe me 81,426.

-Excuse me? -I rounded up.

Here. A deposit.

Excuse me! That was my mother's.

-You never wear it. -That's not the point.

Good heavens! I have been appointed Duke.

Duchess de Polignac?

Thank you!

Thank you very much.

I would kiss you, but a duchess is not allowed to do that.

The Queen and I would like to

remind the Court that that you earn a rank for loyal service,

-not just by birth. -You are a loyal friend.

And a devoted governess.

For this you get the highest title in the country.

-The court won't like that. -That's the point.

What are you doing there?

Who are you?

Countess Jeanne de Valois.

It is an honor.

If you are are from the Royal House of Valois,

Then why don't we know you?

I never go to Versailles. Too many people here asking for favors.

And yet you are here now.

Yes, but not because of me.

I collect donations for the poor, fallen women.

Wretched creatures, defiled by men.

-Men are such rough guys. -Adelaide!

-Don't you think so? -Oh yes.

Women should know better and not be fooled by them.

You don't believe what the queen has done. Come.

Congratulations, Duchess.

-Hail, Duchess. -Thank you very much.

In the past, such a title denoted a person of stature.

Today a commoner, who has fucked her way to the top.

You deserve it.

Thank you very much. And many thanks also to the Queen.

This woman has cast a spell on Her Majesty with a spell.

No enchantment lasts forever.

One day the queen will awaken

and see Polignac as it really is, as it really is.

The Polignacs become dukes, not even to the King's Council.

-You insulted her mother. -That was a joke.

The Austrians have no sense of humor.

If she expects me to bow,

she has cut herself.

Majesty.

Duke and Duchess Polignac.

The Duke of Chartres.

He rides out here sometimes. Maybe he misses it. Leave him alone.

Let him contemplate, what he has lost.

Vaudreuil? What happened?

-I'm fine. -He had that in his mouth.

His contract with the money lender Saint James.

Now that you have the duchy, he wants his money.

He gets nothing from the dead.

Well, Vaudreuil's debts do not die not with him. They go to Jules.

We don't have that much money.

-Just ask the queen. -After 3 million livres?

-You have no choice. -Oh yes you do!

I have humiliated myself for years, to make you both comfortable.

-That's the end of it. -They're going to kill me.

And then him.

-Take him to his family. -What? To Saint Domingue?

Break out during the party today, Nobody will notice that so quickly.

-It's hellish there. -Only until the debts are paid.

How do you do that? You don't want to ask the queen.

The king is still looking for a mistress. Du Barry became rich.

He is also looking for a financial controller.

-You're not qualified for that. -But you are.

Pay the debts from the state treasury.

-How? Steal from the treasury? -You're not the first.

The king has rejected all applicants for the post.

-Why would he take me? -Leave that to me.

Pack your things.

Duchess, I...

I didn't notice you.

I always check always check on the children.

Me too.

But we have never met here before.

When he is cranky, he likes to chew on this.

-You are a good governess. -You are a good father.

People are more interested in my suitability as king.

I have to go.

I have so little time these days.

You would have more free time if appoint a financial controller.

That's not your place, Duchess.

I come to the children, to get away from politics.

-Isn't this necklace gorgeous? -Yes.

-So pretty. -Totally lovely.

No jewelry. It's just a little party with Yolande.

Thank you for not making a fuss about her promotion.

-Luckily you're not jealous. -Why should I be jealous?

I am a princess.

I will always stand above a duchess.

I reward loyalty.

-She is faithful. -She certainly is.

-Am I a financial controller? -Not yet.

-Have Vaudreuil and Jules packed up? -They are gone.

Away? Without saying goodbye?

They seized the opportunity, when the coast was clear.

Leave me alone.

I thought it was just you and me here. What...

-What is this? -A little party.

Just a few friends.

Rohan?

-You invited Rohan? -He invited himself.

-I'd like to go. -Then see you tomorrow.

I want you to come with me.

Go and rest.

Maybe write a letter with lemon juice. It's always good for you.

You risk it, appear ungrateful.

Duchess.

Everything I have, you gave me freely.

You had your reasons. I owe you nothing.

Villette?

Yes?

I saw the court jeweler the other day.

He carried a jewelry box, as big as a wagon.

Let me guess. It contained a diamond necklace.

-Why not? -Because it doesn't exist.

Why do something that nobody can afford?

Because the old king ordered it. He died before he could pay for it.

Is that your foot or a lump of ice? Take it away.

I break into the private chambers of the Queen.

Where no one else can go.

Where she really lives.

In a room, decorated with rubies.

Where she hides her jewelry under the bed.

You will never past the station.

Oh, please. We set off at dawn.

One day you will go too far, Jeanne.

Antoinette!

I was cruel to you. I am sorry.

I have given you everything.

You don't even give me your friendship.

I feel like it, to release you.

I was upset. Yes? Vaudreuil and Jules are gone.

They left during the festival broken open.

They want to go to Saint Domingue, because of Vaudreuil's debts.

What happened?

He has gambled away everything, his inheritance, our pensions.

He would also have lost the income from the new duchy.

Antoinette.

I am sorry, I was out of line.

I deserve your anger and understand if you dismiss me.

I could never let you go.

Antoinette, I'm so glad that I'm your friend.

So happy.

But I can't be your one and only.

-You can. -I can't.

-You can. -No. Only one can be.

He is not here, but he will be here soon.

Captain Fersen's regiment set sail two months ago in the Caribbean.

Your Swedish soldier is coming home.

-How was the party? -I heard it was lovely.

That was it.

Oh God!

Please help the man.

-Get a doctor! -Get help! Help!

He is possessed. The devil has entered him.

Guards! Guard!

Leave the man alone!

-What should I do? -Get a doctor!

Yes, immediately.

You'll be fine. Help is on its way.

No.

No!

No, no, no.

No!

No...

The chambers are different than the rest, small and peaceful.

I found the day room immediately.

-Are the walls full of rubies? -No. But I found stationery,

a singing bird made of metal and this one.

The jeweler's drawing for the diamond necklace. It exists.

Countess De Valois.

Crap. Smile.

Madame Victoire.

May I introduce you? Father Loth.

-He supports fallen women. -Madame.

Your problem is,

that nobody here gives anything without something in return.

I thought to myself,

if you perhaps had an important patroness,

the courtiers would donate something for the sake of their favor.

They are so clever.

But where can I find one?

The Queen often supports daring causes.

Write to her and ask her.

What a wonderful idea!

A small donation for your cause.

On heels? But... everything, you send will be intercepted.

Yes, that's why I don't send them, and I...

write them with lemon juice and keep them in here.

-If your liaison came to light... -Liaison?

I haven't seen him since, since...

Louis sent him to war three years ago sent him to war three years ago.

Please, just find the thief.

And the letters.

How would I look otherwise?

Does anyone else know about the letters?

-Of course not. -Not even Yolande?

No.

Go inside.

Say... Say Yolande,

she should come immediately.

Fool!

To misquote Figaro:

I was bold enough to write a comedy.

But the censors didn't find them funny at all.

All right. Fine by me.

But thanks to you, dear Duke, and your

efficient printing presses

my little play find an audience after all.

So let's toast to "Figaro",

to the Duke of Chartres

and the fabulous, free Palais Royal.

Cheers!

-What's going on here? -A small gathering.

What is Lafayette doing here?

And Saint Georges? I thought we'd got rid of him.

My father brought him back from London as court conductor.

-God, they're coming here. -Provence!

-We were just talking about politics. -Of course.

-Who is more enlightened? -The American democracy.

The British constitutional monarchy.

London is the most liberal city in the world.

If it is such a utopia, then why don't you move there?

The best system is the monarchy by the grace of God.

Our problem is the idiot on the throne.

We can't get rid of him, unless we behead him.

Be careful, with whom you surround yourselves.

You may be outcast, but you are not out of reach.

We would be rid of him. Now we can tell people about our great idea.

We want to persuade Louis, to have "Figaro" performed.

Can I take on a role?

Why would the king approve a play in which

the lower classes conspire?

Because he is a fool. And has a wife who loves the theater.

You could even persuade them to play the leading role.

My dear, you are a paragon of baseness.

Here is the plan. The king goes to his children every evening to his children, and today

he meets you as he leaves in the hallway.

-Yes, and what am I doing? -Something normal.

I act surprised and introduce you to the king,

and you offer yourself as financial controller.

Can't I just...

Don't mess it up.

Ready?

I am ready.

It is not available.

What do you mean, it is not available?

And here another one to the battle.

It is their job, to be available.

Where is she?

Where is she? Where is she?

-No! No! -Your Highness.

Three minutes. Leave me alone!

No, no, no...

No, no.

No.

-Thank you, governess. -Of course. No problem.

Your Majesty.

Should I choose one?

If you like. But I won't guess them.

I'm not a magician, just clumsy.

At least you are honest.

Your Majesty, may I introduce you?

Alexandre de Calonne. Count of Hanonville.

I recently came back from Lille.

I served Your Majesty there as steward.

Lille?

You...

You have increased revenue there.

Perhaps you are a magician after all.

A financier and a magician have one thing in common.

Both achieve results through distraction and concealment.

And...

Is concealment wrong?

In my opinion, optimism about the markets is essential.

Even if it is faked.

Come with me. Duchess, join us.

Antoinette!

Antoinette!

Help!

We are torn between the highest

Productivity in domestic and international trade.

But commerce is the tiger, that needs to be tamed.

A housewife only has to keep income and expenses in balance.

A finance minister must ensure growth.

Please, pour yourself a refill.

He has talent, but is close to the Polignacs.

He will not be popular.

I could live with that.

Your Majesty, it's about about the Queen. It is urgent.

They said it was a girl.

Madame Royale wanted a sister.

The important thing now is that the queen recovers.

She will need you.

I will not leave her side.

I have seen you.

Should...

Should she die from it,

-You will be her murderer. -What will that be?

It was in an unused hallway.

-Whatever you saw, you're wrong. -You liar!

Then tell her.

Let's see who she believes, you or me.

I will never forget that night.

And your part in it.

When the time is right has come, I will tell her.

And she will believe me.

-Take a seat. -I have heard from the Queen.

I read your report from Lille.

Very impressive.

I will announce your appointment immediately.

Vergennes! Show the financial controller of finances to his office.

And give him all the information he needs, he needs.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Thank the Duchess of Polignac. Her plan worked.

-I don't understand... -She suggested you.

The Court may have doubts about their motives, but I do not.

The finance room.

Oh, a souvenir.

From the Sultan.

You should be familiar with this work should be familiar to you.

A classic. Mr. Necker was our best Chancellor of the Exchequer.

In four years of war he did not raise any taxes,

and after the end we even we even made a surplus.

Necker lied.

He financed the war with secret loans,

as a result of which France 110 million livres in debt.

-But the surplus? -That was invented.

Every sol goes towards interest payments,

and so we continue to borrow money for essential goods.

And interest rates are rising.

A vicious circle.

-Who knows about it? -He, the king, me

and now you.

We have to keep this a secret, It must never come out.

Otherwise France will go under.

But you are our lifeboat.

Congratulations once again.

-I've been thinking. -Oh dear.

With this donation we could start afresh in the countryside.

We would have a good life there.

And a better one in Versailles, if we had the chain.

You're obsessed with it.

Where is your ambition?

I should have left you there, where I found you,

where you sold yourself cheap, in the Rue de Damiette.

-You don't know where the chain is. -Yet!

She was in Versailles, but the Queen did not acquire it.

Now it is guarded in Boehmer's vaults,

until he has a new buyer.

Only Marie Antoinette could afford them afford them, and she doesn't want them at all.

How do you know what she wants?

It is either in the Petit Trianon,

hides in her chambers or gives birth to babies.

Only a handful of people talk to her, but do not know her wishes.

Or their...

Purchasing habits.

That's how we're going to steal the necklace.

We tell the jeweler, the Queen wants to buy them.

Even if we get caught, they will be blamed.

That doesn't make any sense! Wait, where are you going?

I have to buy ink so you can forge documents for me.

-I don't understand that. -Not necessary. Just enjoy it.

Why weren't you with me when I was lying there bleeding?

Nobody came for me.

That didn't have to be necessary.

Your place is by my side.

Always.

I was looking for you.

My secret letters were stolen.

Me?

Antoinette, I...

would never do something so mean.

The letters are all your happiness. I couldn't do that.

After all, it wasn't a boy.

A girl would have been my girlfriend.

I need every I can get.

Fersen will be here soon.

You can look forward to that.