All language subtitles for Versailles.S03E03.The.Truth.Will.Burst.1080p.BluRay.10bit.EAC3.5.1.x265-iVy

An eye for an eye.
It sends a message.

Sire, it was
an isolated incident-

And a forceful response
will ensure it remains so.

-The king must be seen
to be just.
-This is justice.

An affront on authority
will not be tolerated.

No, sire.

So... the rebuke
is already under way.

(shouting, screaming)

No woman! No children!

Tristan!

(screams)

-Tristan!
-Tristan!

Tristan!

Train your weapons!

(screaming)

Stand back!

Bastien, no!

(screaming)

(gasping)

Evil must be extracted.

Sever the root
and it will wither.

(man)
I'm the king of my own land

Facing tempests of dust

I'll fight until the end

Creatures of my dreams

Raise up and dance with me

Now and forever

I'm your king

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.
Get in there.

Come on!

Come on! Youl

(men yelling)

Stay close.

I'll see you right.

We haven't done anything.
Come on.

What have we done?

Put my clothes
besides the bed, please.

That is not why I am here.

I believe Her Majesty
is expecting a messenger.

You believe wrong.

I have news.

From the emperor.

Do you play with me,
Duchesse?

I simply follow orders.

One word from me
and you could lose
your head.

As could you.

How do I know
I can trust you?

Because I know
who gave you that brooch.

You would betray your king?

You would betray your husband?

You must find a way
to persuade the king
to let you leave tomorrow.

I'll ensure Princess Eleanor
joins you in the forest.

So she can ride
with you to Madrid
to marry your brother.

Why not?

The moon is in our favor?

I don't think so.

It's your duty
as my husband.

Another child
won't cure your pain.

(knocking)
(door opens)

The queen
requests your presence
as a matter of urgency.

(footsteps departing)

I don't know how,

but Madame de Maintenon
has cursed us.

(man)
Along come a snake
and he winks at the sow.

Cain, brother of Abel.
Two brothers drenched in blood
and cursed forever!

(laughs)

(speaking Spanish)

No, it's not right. Make it:

"Tu querido hermano,
Charles."

(blowing)

-(door closes)
-How may I serve Your Majesty?

I'm so glad
you could come.

(paper rustles)

It's from Madrid.

My brother sickens.

I fear he'll not survive
the summer.

I'm so sorry.

I have to see him
one final time.

Is that possible?

Perhaps together
we could persuade
the king this afternoon.

He has always valued
your honesty and kindness,

and you know what it is
to be separated from family.

Of course.

I can teach you
how to gamble

and when
to raise the stakes.

How to gain favor
and how to make others
lose it.

How to hook a man...

and how to land him.

And most important,

how to use the most
powerful weapon you have:

that delicate flower
God gave you.

We should meet,
away from prying eyes
and eager ears.

You could plead
for him.
They won't listen.

-But you have business
at the palace.
-Yes, but--

For God's sake,
they could be torturing him
right now.

They might even kill him.

We'll do what we can.
We'll beg for him.

We'll go on our knees
if we have to.

You provoked
the king once before,

and you were lucky
to get away with it.

Tristan is a child.

I don't want us
mixed up with this.

The king will be merciful.

We owe this
to our people.

No, we owe it to them
to keep this business going.

What good'll it do
if there's no work?

Then we're mixed up
in this already.

It is our belief that man
can have a direct relationship
with God.

We may need priests

to illuminate our lives
and show us the path to God.

But they cannot take
the place of God.

They cannot talk to God
on our behalf,

and they do not need to

because we can
do so ourselves.

But surely in saying this,
you question the place
of those in authority.

Not just the king,
but the pope.

No one respects the king
or the pope more than I.

And what about matters
of the flesh?

-(laughter)
-Be more precise.
But not too precise.

Are intimate relations
between man and woman encouraged
in the Protestant faith?

Are Catholics not encouraged
to have intercourse?

I meant outside marriage.

I personally
consider intercourse
between a man and woman

to be a healthy activity
at all times.

Well, who doesn't?
(laughter)

The Church does not
see it quite that way.

I believe them to be wrong.

You would defy your own Church?

No.

But I have the right
to think freely
and question the world.

And no one
will take that right away.

Bravo.

Bravo!
(applause)

(sighs)
Bracing, isn't it?

To be challenged
in one's thinking.

Well, that's not
your only challenge.

What do you mean?

The fabulously wealthy widow
whom you're trying
to seduce.

Don't be ridiculous.
Just as well.

Because you haven't
a chance.

And why not?

Because she knows you.

-What is the matter with him?
-He has an obsession.

Oh, yes.
I used to be one of them.

The book of Genesis
tells simply
that Cain killed Abel

and then was condemned
to walk the earth.

Brother killed brother.
I know that much.

But why?

For jealousy. For greed.

It was the first act
of true evil.

That's why God
gave him the mark.

What mark?

God put a mark on Cain,
as a punishment,

SO everyone
would know who he was

and that he was a sinner.

Was it a symbol, a scar?

Your Highness,

I believe it is
more of a curse.

Your Highness,

the Bible
is meant to help us,
not cause vexation.

I suggest you
might achieve peace
through more prayer.

That's a great help.
Thanks.

Jeanne,
I said no.

You don't have power
over me.

Yell at the king again,
there'll be trouble.

I won't yell.

Guillaume.

Your Highness.
I've an appointment
with the king.

I know, but I was hoping
I might have a word?

Of course, sir.

Do you mind if we--

You can meet the king,
but don't mention Tristan.
I'll deal with it.

You appear somewhat
preoccupied too.

It's the arrests
in Paris, sir.

Everyone in town is worried.
We pray the King
won't hurt them.

Don't worry about that.
I'll talk to him.

Listen. I've been given
an assignation in Paris.

What sort
of assignation?

It's hard to explain, but...

I need to know if it's safe.

I'll go with you.

I was hoping you'd say that.

(bell tolling)

I need to deliver this message
for His Eminence.

You'll find him
at the end of the hall.
Thank you.

It's from France,
Your Eminence.

So... the esteemed
Monsieur Bontemps

fears trouble
may be brewing
at Versailles.

Damned kings
are more trouble
than they're worth.

Will they ever learn
their place?

Tell the pope we must speak
on this imminently.

Why is it always
the bloody French?

(spits)

(chattering)
(classical music playing)

I don't wish
to trouble you,
sire.

I hope
that you won't, madame.

But I have a predicament
that needs your compassion.

My brother's health
is failing.

They fear he'll not
survive the summer.

I seek your permission
to travel to Spain
to see him one last time.

Sire, perhaps the queen
would thrive
in the sunshine.

Her pallor
is a little wan.

Didn't she not recently sample
the waters at Vichy?

Yes, but the warmest place
is in the bosom
of one's family.

To be separated in times
of need is... cruel.

You may undertake
the journey.

I thank you,
my King.

But without spectacle.

To ensure your safety.

You are as wise
as you are good.

If Charles dies,
having the queen in Madrid

should provide us
with the chance
to take complete control.

That would certainly
strengthen your hand, sire.

An unlikely ambassador,
but perhaps
an effective one.

Your Majesty.

Sorry.

The stitching
is exquisite.

Our youngest apprentice
did it.

He's called...

Tristan.

Tell him the king
spoke highly of his work.

I would like to, sire, but...

he was taken by your men.

A mistake, probably.

He has nothing
to do with them
that attacked your minister.

Are you acquainted
with those responsible?

Oh, God, no.

Not at all.

We have no truck with that sort.

But I know Tristan.

He's just an innocent child.

Do you think
the king made an error?

No.

But perhaps his men did.

To them, one apprentice
just looks like any other.

How do you know
the king hasn't executed
the prisoners already?

We would have
heard by now.

If you are right,

what do you think the king
should do with them now?

I hope...

you release them, sire,

so the people
can see your mercy.

Perhaps I will,
when the people
show me respect.

You'll have their respect

if you release the prisoners.

I thank you for your candor
and the gifts.

We receive them
with good grace.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(sighs)

Your political instincts
do you credit.

To govern the self
is to govern
the world, sire.

That is the burden
of greatness.

Keep watch.

You wanted to see me?

That was quite a bang
on the head, Your Highness.

I was there
that night.

You know about the man
with the iron mask?

I buried my wife last week
and I got three children
to feed.

(coins clink)

Look, I don't know
who he is,

but I can tell you
where he is.

Take me to him.

No. No way. You don't know
who you're dealing with.

Can you show me or not?

This man,

he isn't of this world.

Look, I'm risking my neck
just talking to you.

How hungry are those children?

(coins jingle)

I was wondering
if you might do me a favor.

My nephew has
established a business
in stained glass.

I believe he could
become a major exporter
with the king's approval.

Do you think you could
request that for me?

I can do better than that.
Come with me.
We'll ask him together.

Are you sure?

The king
is a man of tolerance.

He knows he needs to reach
the hearts of all his subjects,
regardless of their faith.

What if he's
not sympathetic?

If anyone
can sway his mind,
you can.

The king admires a woman
with wit and intelligence.

(woman moaning)

Another time might be
more appropriate.

(moaning continues)

Of course.

(woman giggles)

You may leave me.

(giggles)

You know me.

You know
that I have women in my bed.

You've put them there yourself.
You've chosen them for me.

Please, sire.

I have done
what I believed to be necessary.

So why is it so different
when I choose for myself?

Precisely that.
You chose them, not I.

You wish
to control the king?

I just wish my king
could control himself.

-Do you wish
to change me?
-No.

But there has got
to be some measure
of self-governance.

Do you not wish
to harness your impulses
rather than be a slave to them?

-You're calling me a slave.
-Certainly not.
Forgive me, sire.

What must I do?

-What will you do?
-I will not give myself in sin.

no matter how much
my body burns for it.

And I will not be
diminished as a man!

But God chose you
to be above all men!

I just want you
to achieve greatness...

as only you can.

How can I undo this hurt?

Let me touch you.

Pray with me.

(praying, indistinct)

(animal shrieking)

What is it?

I don't know.
Something in the trees.

(rustling)
You hear that?

A fox or a boar.

Somebody's following us,
I swear.
Coward.

No, I'm afraid.
As should you be.

There.

(grunts)

(sword slices)

Tell me who you are
and I will spare your life.

(speaking foreign language)

No! No!

No! No!

(gasps)

(violin playing)

It's from the colonies.

With aphrodisiac properties,
apparently.

Oh, no, thank you.

You prefer bread and water?
Yes.

Me too.

Provided the bread
stays as bread

and doesn't mysteriously
turn into flesh.

You've been studying.

I've developed an interest.
Yes.

But you'd have to convert

if you wish
to get your hands
on my extensive fortune.

No need to convert.
I'm as proficient with women
as I am with men.

(laughs)

Your Highness.

You're bleeding.
What?

No, it's nothing.

(breathing heavily)

Bad news, my friend.
You must be moved again.

Your safety is my duty.

What did they say?

Tristan's alive.

That's all I know.

Did you speak
to the king's brother?

I did my best.
He can't promise anything.

That's it?
After everything we've done?

I have no doubt
the king will be merciful.

You just have
to be calm and wait.

Calm? How can I be calm?

He's not just my son.
He belongs to all of us.

Well, if you won't
do anything, I will.

I'll find a way.

(door slams)

Are you lost?

It would seem so.
(chuckles)

I seek the Princess Palatine?

-Then your quest
is over.
-Oh.

I am the Duc de Blaye.

Remind me.

I paint.

Madame de Montespan

said the princess
would appreciate a portrait.

Well, we're not
all as vain as her.

That's not really
my idea of fun.

But I have brought samples.
She assured me
you would like them.

Please. I have come
all the way from Villarceaux.
(chuckles)

Villarceaux?

Really?

Do come in.

I hope they're to your liking.

Tell me, at Villarceaux
were you familiar
with this young woman?

Oh.

Young Frangoise was known
to all the men of the chateau.

Though never
the most beautiful,

she had a particular allure,

like a spirit
that only rises in moonlight.

She was a favorite subject.

Some of my finest brushwork.

My God.
Madame de Maintenon.

I hope Her Highness
will consider a commission.

I think you should pack
these away and go back
to the country, quickly.

Have I offended you?

No. It's just...
better you leave now,

for all our sakes.

-(knocking)
-(door opens)

I thought you should know
the queen leaves imminently.

Get him out of here
and take the back stairs.

Do I have the air
of a servant?

I'm trusting you with this.
He's a libertine.

Maintenon would not
appreciate his presence.

Sounds like my kind of person.
Do not let him
out of your sight.

Did I just see a nipple?

Tell them to hurry.
I don't wish to ride
in the dark.

(Palatine)
I came to say
my good-byes.

Why? I'll be back
before Ascension.

I wanted
to wish you well.

I know it will be hard--
your poor brother.

But it'll be nice to see
the Spanish sun again.

I wish I could
accompany you.
Thank you for your friendship.

You made some
of my time here bearable.
I will always remember it.

(woman speaking Spanish)

(praying in Latin)

Amen.

To send so senior a cleric
as a messenger boy...

don't you see that
as disrespectful to the Church?

On the contrary.

The king sent me
as a demonstration
of his esteem.

That would suggest
Louis must have a request
of some significance.

Not a request,
Your Grace.

He is simply seeking
the pope's approval.

For what?

He would like
to point out

that Emperor Leopold
has shown his true weakness

in losing the war.

The war in which
the pope supported him.

Quite.

But following
his victory,

the king of France
has negotiated
a more generous deal

regarding Spain.

On the death
of King Charles,

Louis wishes
to take 80 percent of Spain
and its territories.

Ah!

To control Spain
would be audacious,
even for Louis.

Indeed.

That is why the king humbly asks
that His Holiness, the pope,

will give
his blessing to France
as a true Catholic nation.

Our feeling is

that the king could do
with some permanent presence
from the Vatican

at his court.

That is my role, Your Grace.

We fear things may become
more challenging for Louis

in the coming days.

And this is our way of helping.

So it's not actually a question
of how you approach
the gentleman.

No. It's about
how you make yourself
available to him.

Yes, but should I ever
look at him directly?

Never. No.

That would be telling him
that you're equal.

Stop!

Whoa.

(breathing heavily)

It's getting late.

We should be heading back.

I thought you had left.

I am unwell.

Suddenly the journey
seemed more taxing
than I could stomach.

Do you find it strange?

Aren't all women
adept at changing
their minds?

She seemed so sure.

Now, tell us some more
of Madame de Maintenon.

Ah! Francoise.

One word: triangular.

Why is he here?

A bumpkin
is always welcome.

But Montespan sent him here
to destroy Maintenon's
reputation.

Which serves her right
for what she did to you.

Frangoise-- (clears throat)
is consort to the king?

I know. Hard to believe.
How fortunes rise and fall.

I-I have been...
deceived.

I will have no part
of your plan, sir.

To what
do we owe this mirth?

Something unfit
for the royal presence, sire.

I shall destroy it.

(gasps softly)

Which one of you
painted this?

Are you to blame
for this abomination?

Hmm?

You wish
to humiliate madame?

The fault
is not theirs, sire.

I was troubled.

I had lost my husband.

I was innocent and alone.

I had nowhere to go,

no one to turn to.

And Villarceaux
offered opportunity.

But it was
a new Gomorrah.

To thrive, one had to--

to comply.

I needed money.

I needed protection.

-So I--
-So you became a whore.

I committed sins that I regret.

But I no more wanted
those paintings

than I ever wanted
to hurt my king.

Do you understand me, sire?

No.

No, I do not.

You lied to me.

For God's sake,
I believed in you.

Have I no judgment?
Am I a fool?

You spoke to me.
You touched my heart
like never before.

You looked me in the eye
and you promised me.

I know I have humiliated you.

I'm the king!

I cannot be humiliated.

I feel...

(exhales)

You have betrayed me
in the worst possible way.

This life--

That life was never my choice.

But it was your choice
not to tell me,

to make me think
that the world
contained someone--

someone better,
something we could--

s-s-someone to whom
we could aspire.

I ask forgiveness
from God every day.

Enough of the Lord's word.

I'm talking about us.
Me and you!

Being honest
with each other. Utterly!

So...

where do we
turn to now, hmm?

I should leave you.

I will withdraw
from this world.

Take myself
from your sight.

I must atone for my sins.

Nothing can be atone
for what you've done to me.

Nothing.

Then I will pray
for your mercy, sire.

There can be none.

(sniffles)

(exhales)

(grunts)

Sire?

Order my horse to be prepared.
I want to go riding.

But, sire, the stable hands
will still be asleep.

Then wake them up.

Of course, sire.

And wake Lorraine up.
I want him to organize a party,
something out of the ordinary.

It's a beautiful day
for a ride, sire.

If you say so.

This way!

But, sire, I see no track!

Then we should make one!

Come on!

Ya!

Come on! Yal

Sire!

Come on! Ya! Yal

Sire!

(horse whinnies)

(horse groans)

Are you injured, sire?

(Louis)
He's in pain.

Perhaps they can reset it.

Give me a pistol.

(whinnies)

(sniffles)
"My dearest Leopold,

I couldn't go through with it,
my darling.

Please forgive me.

I can only share with you
my regret,

my heartfelt apology...

and my warmest love."

(whistles)

Let us sample
the medicine of the Aztecs,

see what the heathens know
that we do not.

Ladies and gentleman,

this nectar of chocolate

is guaranteed
to swell the senses

and boost the libido.

Enjoy.

Can you not plea
for his mercy?

I did.

This is my decision.
I have chosen to go.

But your life is here.
I have no choice.

You always have a choice.
That's what God gave us.

This is what I must do.

I can't pretend
to understand you, Francoise.

You are harder on yourself
than the Lord would ever be.

Good-bye,
my dear friend.

Right. Let's go.

Hold on. Hold on.
It's too dangerous.

I don't care.
We're not going back now.

You lost your mind?

(chattering, laughing)

Hurry, hurry.
Get it ready.

Is the pheasant ready?

It's that bastard.

(fingers snap)

Your hand is shaking.

Is it?

Surely I do not
make you quake?

Sire.

I deceived you.

It was Madame de Montespan
who sent De Blaye here
with the painting.

I should've sent him away
the moment he arrived,

but I didn't.

I was at fault,
sire.

There's always call
for sturdy women
in the colonies.

You're close to the queen.

Yes, I suppose I am.

Why did she change
her plans?

I-- I don't know.

Find out.

Become closer.

Reassure me that all
is well in her world.

It appears
we've been let down.

If the queen
can't be trusted,

we must find another way
to undermine Louis's claim
to the Spanish Empire.

Send this message
to our spy at his court.

(Leopold's voice)
"Our plan to marry Charles
has failed.

It's time
for the more radical solution.

We must act swiftly
and without remorse.

I await the news
that the queen is dead."