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Oh, look, another snow queen and a king.
Look over there, over there.

People are building statues to thank
your mama and papa for their charity.

There are snow kings and queens all
around.

But no snow princesses. They're people
like your parents, but they're not so

keen on you.

You're lying. Excuse me.

Slow down, driver.

I think it's wonderful.

It shows that when we are kind to
others.

They're kind to us.

Is that a person?

Who's that?

Leave him. We've given up all the
supplies.

Bring a fur, Wambaugh.

Woodleen, you stay here.

Your Majesty, be careful. He won't hurt
us. He's fairly alive.

Sir, can you hear us?

They're more.

They will expect us to help them too.

I don't believe we have nothing left to
give.

Muslin!

Muslin! Get back in the carriage!

Lord, hear our cries.

Guard us from despair as we toil in the
dark trenches of human existence,

engaged in the relentless and futile
pursuit of ephemeral triumph.

Relieve us from this endless torment.

The weather of this sermon.

Guide us, Lord, through the lamentable
valley of lightning.

Where every step is trouble.

Warm our frigid flesh and feed our
starving bellies with your forgiveness.

Oh, Hippocrates. He is such a... No one
in this place is starving.

Least of all Cardinal Rohan.

And protect her from the schemes of
villains who wish her harm.

Please, don't you know who I am?

Ladies of Versailles, don't just get the
body of Christ.

No, they get a taste of Rohan's finger,
too.

So clumsy.

Oh, sorry. Sorry.

Me.

He should have been exiled years ago.

Instead, he's made cardinal.

And no woman dares to complain about
him.

You complain about him constantly.

I'm not a woman.

I'm a queen.

I don't fear anyone.

Not even a Rohan.

Your cousin, the Duke of Chartres,
wishes permission to expand the Palais

Refused. The Household Committee has
drawn up a short list of artists.

To paint your new portrait. Fine.

Cardinal Rohan reiterates his desire to
serve in your cabinet. Over my dead

body. You agree to stay out of politics?
Rohan is personal.

He called my mother a despotic old hag.
A despotic old hag.

Tag. Tag, Your Majesty.

Brito, what else?

The witnesses observed your favourite
sitting by your side in the stateroom.

Your land will be reminded that only a
duchess may sit in my presence. She will

also be flogged. Excellent.

Marcus Lafayette is waiting in the void
of that. The court jeweler will see you

in the antechamber. Good day, Madam.

Louis, leave us.

Thank you.

I need more money for the aid effort.

Why? The people are building effigies to
thank us for our help. They are still

freezing in the streets.

There's money to spare. The war's over.

Of course.

Spend what you need.

You look tired.

So do you. The pregnancy, your charity,
you're doing too much.

You wouldn't know. You only ever see me
at mass.

At least you have the children for
company.

Listen for me.

Go.

Quick, Antoinette, the hyenas are
coming.

I'll see you in my room for some hot
chocolate.

Off you go. Off you go.

Let's get out of here.

Have you got those sweets? This baby
loves sugar.

They were in my pocket a second ago.
I've eaten them all. I don't know where

they are.

This must be the most perfect
presentation.

You are not allowed inside.

Mr. Bowmer. May I present the Queen of
Diamonds, festooned with 600 of the most

precious gems.

If I spend two million on a necklace, I
will be festooned.

From a lamppost.

You'll answer something for Mr.
Bowmestray.

I'll keep the debt collector from your
door until you find another buyer for

necklace.

Your Majesty is very kind.

Put it on my account.

Good day, Mr. Bulmer.

Poor man.

It's the third time he's tried to sell
me that necklace. Serves him right for

making something so vulgar.

Make way for the Queen, please and thank
you.

Please move.

No.

Your Majesty.

I

wish to see Her

Majesty. She doesn't wish to see you.
She's retired to her private apartment.

I am a Rohan.

My family stands above all the nobility
in France. I do not defer to some

country countess.

Oh, please.

Do continue.

Majesty, you look radiant.

Oh, what's that lovely smell?

Hot chocolate. Hot chocolate?

Did you leave some for us?

Peace.

And warmth.

Come on, then. Show us what you chose.

Too good to me.

Clearly. But you save my sanity on a
daily basis.

And who else could I trust as governess?

To these little horrors!

Exactly. But now I must return your
monstrous offspring to the nursery.

Madame Marielle has a music lesson and
the dauphin needs his nap, don't you?

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

Too much running around Paris with
blankets and brioche.

Anyway, I must be doing something right.
The people love me.

Come on, children.

Our perfect queen needs to rest.

Come on.

Yulon.

Please stay with me tonight.

I can't.

For Troy.

We're so lucky to have him.

And Yul.

Black.

Dear sister, Ostrée requires your help.

Well, Ostrée can join the queue.

Unfortunately, my intelligence was
accurate.

Irritating incursion, 12 o 'clock.

Lafayette is stalking me. Tend you
haven't seen him.

Majesty, I have returned from America
with Mr. Washington's regards.

But liberty is expensive.

A donation would bring glory to France's
reputation.

Reputation?

It seems you have been gone from France
too long, Lafayette.

See, our nation leads the world in
literature, theater, cuisine, fashion,

scientific endeavor, philosophical
thought. To seek more glory would be

unseemly.

Perhaps Mr. Washington should look to
his own reputation.

He could start by repaying the one
billion leave France has contributed to

American independence.

Shameless.

And Americans are.

Now, you still haven't appointed a
financial controller and it is making

market jumpy. So, in the interim, may I
offer myself as your economics advisor?

Sorry, you?

I wish to serve the crowd.

You wish to access my treasury so that
you can rob it and pay off your debt?

Manage your household budget, brother.

Leave the economy to me.

You can't do everything yourself.

Oh, so cold.

Everywhere I turn, Virgin, there's
someone with a begging ball.

I bet the Sultan didn't have these
problems.

I'm afraid the court of Constantinople
is even greedier than Versailles. The

Sultan does enjoy...

A warmer winter.

Is Provence right about the markets
being nervous?

Financiers worry that your delay in
appointing a financial controller

a fiscal problem.

Then we're out of time.

Yeah.

Who can we trust with a secret that
could destroy France?

Your admirers have been decorating your
walls again.

It might help if I stop spreading lies
about me deserting my ship.

Not me.

I only ever speak of you in the highest
terms, cousin.

Felicity, we have company.

Lovely to see you, Provence.

Tell your knees.

They're not curtsying.

They have this quaint notion that all
men and women are equal.

Quaint indeed.

Don't be too long asleep. I want to read
you my latest chapter.

God, he's unbearable.

That's the difference between us.

I adore a woman who's smarter than me.

No wonder your bed's never empty.

So, what's the latest at Versailles?

He's incapable of decision.

He's still yet to appoint a financial
controller.

He's decisive enough to deny my
requests.

He's refused me permission to expand the
arcades.

To be fair, you have turned the Palais
Royale into a den of iniquity.

Wags at court call you the shopkeeper.

Brothel keeper might be more apt.

You lot cut me out.

How else am I supposed to support my
children?

And they're assorted mothers.

Where is the official wife these days?

I haven't seen the old girl in ages.

In the country.

Still sulking about you spunking her
diary on all?

How petty.

Never mind.

The world and your wife think you're a
libertine and a coward.

But who cares?

You're one of the richest men in France.

Reputation is everything, cousin.

And thanks to our glorious king, mine is
lost.

Valette?

Valette, put your way and help me out of
my cape.

You're late.

Five minutes sooner, I'd have caught you
servicing the baker.

I've got to eat.

Even if I had any customers waiting for
those days ago.

What did he pay for his pleasure?

Some bread.

Ta -da!

Seriously?

Here, I've got at least a couple of
eclairs.

Thanks. Did you get anything?

Uh, yes.

Um...

Fresh from the favourites' pockets and
books.

Isaiah.

My fingers were numb.

I'll go back tomorrow.

There's more than one way to dip a
pocket.

We'll use the fake charity.

Care to donate to the poor fallen women?

You could shake that tin anywhere in
Paris. What's so special about Zion?

Life.

Pass me the books.

We'll start with Voltaire.

Burn slower.

Fate has drawn a line between us.

But it has no power to keep you from my
mind.

I am lost in the thoughts of you.

These forbidden letters are my solace.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

What's all this? Gifts, Majesty, from an
admirer.

Oh, beautiful.

Is there a note?

There is.

Diamonds to soothe ears, heard by my
careless words.

Roses, the colour of my repentant blush
and my cardinal's robes. The gifts are

from Rohan. Who else?

He can buy me.

He insulted your Lord, and now he is
sending me gifts.

Gifts. I love hearing you complain about
Rohan, but I do have a... Why is it

that the most privileged families always
want more from us?

Welcome to Versailles.

You are the king.

Change it.

We could make some new promotions.

Increase pensions.

Show the entitled families that we are a
modern regime that rewards service and

loyalty over high birth.

The head of my stables.

He's always been a loyal fellow.

He should have a large pension and...

Claudine. She's cooked for you since you
were a little boy. Exactly.

And what about the children of the
governors?

I don't know why everyone's so outraged
by this book. It's really very tame.

Well, when it comes to debauchery, you
Poloniacs, that's a very high bar.

Or maybe, Cologne, you've just led a
very dull life.

Double or quits?

Deal.

How the hell? Geometry, physics, and
startling impliquity. So that's 20 ,000

livres to me.

Added to your outstanding losses, and
with compound interest applied, you owe

81 ,426. What the hell?

I rounded up. Here.

Down payment.

Excuse me.

That belonged to my mother.

You never wear it.

Not the point.

My heavens.

I've been made a duke.

Mr. Polignac.

Thank you.

Oh, well, thank you.

I'd kiss you too, but not even a
Dutchess can kiss a king.

The Queen and I wish to remind court
that rank can be attained by loyal

not just by birth.

You're a loyal friend and a dedicated
governess.

So your reward is the highest title in
the land.

But the court will hate it.

That's the whole point.

Identify yourself.

Countess Jeanne de Valois.

I am honoured.

If you are from the royal house of
Valois, how come we don't know you?

My name is royal, but I'm never at their
thigh. So many people all courting

favour.

And yet, here you are.

Yes, but not for myself. I am
collecting.

For the poor fallen women?

Wretched creatures defiled by the male
of our species. Men are such beasts.

Oh,

yes.

And women should know better than to be
fooled by them. Queen, you won't believe

what you've done. Come on.

Congratulations.

I've written such a... Thank you.

The title used to indicate a person of
substance.

Now it indicates a commoner who's loyal
to the time.

I'm happy for you. You deserve it. Thank
you, ladies. Well, thank the Queen as

well.

That woman has cast a spell over Her
Majesty.

No enchantment lasts forever.

One day, the Queen will wake up and see
the Polignac for who she really is.

She gives the Polignac a duchy, and I
caught you and get on King's Council.

You shouldn't have insulted her, Mother.

What's a joke?

A lot of Austrians have no sense of
humor.

Well, if she thinks I'm buying the Duke
and the Duchess a country bunk, then

she's got another thing coming.

Majesty?

Duke and Duchess, the Polignac.

The Duke de Chartres.

He rides up here sometimes.

I think he misses the place.

Leave him.

Let him look at what he's lost.

Vaudreuil?

What happened?

I'm fine.

This was in his mouth.

It's a contract with the moneylender St.
James.

Now you've got a duchy he once paid.

Well, he can't get his money from a dead
man.

Well, according to that, the droid's
debts don't die with him.

They go to Jules.

We don't have that kind of money.

You could ask the Queen.

For three million livres.

You have no choice.

Oh, I do.

I've spent years debasing myself in this
place to feather your nest in his.

I'm done.

They will kill me.

And then they'll come for him.

Take him to his family.

What? In Saint -Domingue?

He'll leave tonight during the party.

He'll be on the boat before anyone
notices you're gone. But it's a

You can come back once I've paid off the
debt.

How? If you won't ask the Queen.

The King has a vacancy for mistress.

The Baron made a fortune.

He also has a vacancy for financial
controller.

I don't think you're qualified.

No, but you are.

You can repay Woodrow's debts from the
treasury.

What's the deal from the public purse?

Join the club. There's a whole court on
the make.

The king has rejected all applications
for the post of the financial

Why would he accept mine?

Leave that to me.

Pack your bags.

But, Duchess, I... I didn't see you
there.

I always check on the children before
they go to sleep.

So do I.

It's odd we've not bumped into each
other.

When he's fractious, he likes to chew on
this.

You are an excellent governess.

You're an excellent father.

People are usually more concerned with
my abilities as king.

I must go.

I have so little time these days.

You might have more leisure if you
appointed a financial controller.

You overreach yourself, Duchess.

I come to the nursery to escape
politics.

Isn't this lace adorable?

Yes. So pretty.

It's lovely.

No, Jules, it's a small party with
Yolande.

Thank you for not being difficult about
her promotion.

I would hate for you to be jealous.

Why would I be jealous?

I'm a princess.

I will always outrank a duchess.

I reward loyalty.

She's loyal.

I'm sure she is.

My financial controller?

Not yet.

Have I drawn you a path?

They've gone.

Gone?

Without saying goodbye?

They had to take their chance when the
coast was clear.

Leave me.

What is this?

A small party with a few friends.

Rohan?

Why, Rohan? He invited himself.

I wish to leave.

And I'll see you tomorrow.

Oh,

I wish you to come with me.

Maybe write a letter in lemon juice.

You always feel better after that.

Eurith, seeming ungrateful.

Duchess.

Everything I have, you've given of your
own accord for your own reasons.

I'm not beholden to you.

What?

I saw the court jeweler the other day.

He was carrying a jewel case as big as a
cart.

I only guess it contained the diamond
necklace.

Why not?

Because it doesn't exist.

Why would a jeweler make something that
nobody in the world can afford?

Because the old king asked him to.

And then you drop dead at the pox before
you can pay for it.

Is that your foot or a slab of ice? Get
off me.

I'm going to break into the Queen's
private apartment.

The rooms where the public can't go.

The place where she really lives.

In a room dotted with rubies.

I bet she keeps a secret jewel
collection under her bed.

You'll never get past a guard.

Oh, please.

We'll leave at dawn.

One of these days, Jeanne, you'll go too
far.

Antoinette!

I was cruel.

I'm sorry.

I have given you everything.

And you can't even give me your
friendship.

I have a good mind to dismiss you.

I was upset.

All right, Boudreaux and Jules have
gone.

They left last night during the party.

They've gone to Saint -Domingue to
escape Boudreaux's death.

What happened?

He gambled everything.

His inheritance, all of our pensions. If
he'd stayed, he'd have gambled away

your income from the new duchy as well.

Antoinette. I'm sorry. I misspoke.

I deserve your anger and I understand if
you wish to dismiss me.

I could never let you go.

Antoinette.

I am so glad to be your friend.

I can't be your everything.

You can.

I can't.

You can.

I can't. There's only one person who can
be.

And he's not here, but he will be soon.

I just heard Count Fersen's regiment set
sail from the Caribbean two months ago.

Your Swedish soldier's coming home.

It's delightful.

Oh, it was delightful.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Oh, what's happening?

What is wrong?

Help!

He's possessed.

The devil's within him.

God! God!

Leave the man alone.

What should I do?

Go get your doctor.

Yes, strength the world.

You're going to be okay. Help us out.

Cool.

No. Not like the red -to -red guy.

The apartment's so small and peaceful, I
don't think I'm going to be able to

stay straight away.

Were the walls made of rubies?

No, no, but I got some writing paper, a
metal bed that sings, and this.

The jeweler's drawing of the diamond
necklace. So?

The Countess de Valois.

Oh, crap.

Smile.

Madame Victoire, may I present Father
Loth.

A tireless supporter of the poor fallen
women.

Madam.

Your problem is that no one here gives
without getting something in return.

I've been thinking.

Perhaps, if you had an important
patroness, courtiers would donate to

favor.

You're so clever.

But where would I find this patroness?

The Queen often sports risque courses.

Ride to her and ask.

What a wonderful idea.

A small donation to the course.

It's a person?

Everything you send is intercepted. Yes,
that's why I don't send them, and I...

I write them in lemon juice, and I keep
them in my drawer.

If you're liaison with Thurston, it
becomes the light. What liaison?

I haven't seen him since... Louis sent
him to war three years ago.

Please, just find the thief.

Does anyone else know about the letters?

Of course not.

Not even Yolande?

No.

Go ahead in.

Tell Yolande to come immediately.

Idiot. I have the audacity to write a
comedy, but the

censor didn't find it funny.

Fair enough, fair enough.

Luckily, thanks to you, dear Duke, and
your industrious printing pressers, my

little play can find an audience.

So, a toast to Figaro, to the Duke of
Chartres, and to the fabulous...

And three, Palais Royale!

Cheers!

What's going on?

Small gathering.

What's Lafayette doing here?

And San George?

I thought we were rid of him.

My father brought him back from London
to behead a music in our court.

Oh, God, they're coming over.

Revolve! We've been having a little
political debate.

Of course you have. Which regime is more
enlightened?

American democracy or British
constitutional monarchy.

London is the most liberal city in the
world. Well, if it's such a utopia, you

should... What's that there?

There's no finer system than divine
monarchy.

Our problem is the imbecile on the
throne.

And we can't get rid of him unless we
follow England's example and chop off

head.

Be careful of the company you keep.

You may be out on a limb, but you are
not out of reach.

Good riddance.

Now, Beaumarchais and I can tell you our
great idea. We are going to persuade

Louis to allow a performance of Figaro.

May I volunteer for a part?

Why would a king approve a play in which
the lower orders conspire against best

social superiors?

Because he's a fool.

With a wife who adores the theatre.

She might even be persuaded to take
the...

You,

my love, are beyond despicable.

Again, here is the plan. The king visits
his children every evening, and

tonight, when he leaves, he will find
you in the corridor.

Yeah, and what will I be doing?

I don't know, something normal.

I'll pretend to be surprised to see you,
I will introduce you to the king, and

that's your chance to sell yourself as
his new financial controller.

Can I just...

She's not available.

What did you mean? She's not available.

And another one's coming in to join the
battle.

It is her job to be available.

Where is she?

Where is she?

Where is she?

No.

No. Three minutes. Leave me alone.

Thank you, Governor.

Of course, it's no problem at all.

Your Majesty.

Am I supposed to pick one?

If you'd like to, but I won't be able to
get it. I'm not a magician, just

clumsy.

Indeed, Your Honour.

Majesty, may I present Alexandra de
Calonne, Count of Hanonville.

I recently returned from Lille.

I was honoured to serve there as your
Majesty's intendant.

Lille.

You... You raise revenue there.

Perhaps you are a magician after all.

A financier and a conjurer have
something in common. Both produce

through distraction and concealment.

And, uh... Is concealment wrong?

In my opinion, when it comes to the
financial market, optimism is essential.

Even if illusory.

Walk with me.

Touch it. Try now.

Jeanette?

Jeanette? Jeanette?

We stand astride the twin peaks of the
productivity of our land and

international trade.

But commerce is still the tiger to be
tamed.

The housewife need only balance her
income and expenditure.

A finance minister must create growth.

Please, refill your glass.

He is talented, but close to the
Polignacs. We'll make him an unpopular

I could live with that.

Your Majesty, it's the Queen.

It's urgent.

I thought it was a little girl.

Madam Raya wanted a sister.

What matters most now is the Queen's
recovery.

She will need you.

I won't leave her side.

I saw you.

If she dies from this, you will be her
killer.

What on earth are you talking about? You
left her bleeding in a corridor no one

ever uses.

Whatever you think you saw, you're
mistaken.

You liar.

Tell her then.

See who she believes, you or me.

I will never forget tonight.

All your part in it.

And one day, when the time is right, I
will tell you.

Take a seat.

So sorry to hear about the Queen. I read
your report from Leo this morning.

Very impressive.

I will be announcing your appointment
immediately.

Sergeant, please escort the financial
controller to his office.

And give him all the information he
needs.

Thank you, Majesty.

You should thank the Duchess de
Polignac.

Do tell her that her plan worked.

It's all right, but... She wouldn't have
put you forward if you weren't right

for the job.

The court may doubt her motives, but I
do not.

The finance room.

Ah, yes, a keepsake from the Felton.

You're acquainted with this work?

It's a classic.

Mr. Necker was our finest chancellor.

He took us through a four -year war
without raising taxes and came out the

side with the economy running a surplus.

Necker lied.

He funded the war through secret loans
that have left us with 110 million

of debt.

But the surplus... No, no. He made it
up.

Every penny France generates is spent on
interest payments, and so we borrow

more for essentials and the interest.

It's a vicious, vicious circle.

Who knows?

Him, the king, me, and now you.

Obviously, we must keep this whole mess
a secret if it were ever to get out.

Francis Funk.

But you are our life raft.

Again, congratulations.

I've been thinking.

Oh dear.

That donation's enough to get us dialed
in the countryside.

We could have a good life there.

And a better one in Versailles if we had
the diamond necklace. Oh, you're

obsessed.

Where's your ambition?

I should have left you where I found
you, renting yourself out to the lowest

bidder in the cheapest bar on the Rue de
Damiette.

You don't even know where the Nexus is.

I do.

It was at Versailles, but the Queen
didn't buy it.

Now it's under armed guard in Burma's
vaults until he finds another buyer.

Marie Antoinette is the only person who
can afford it, and she doesn't even want

it. How does anyone know what she wants?

She's either at the Petit Trianon or
hiding in her private apartment or

squirting out babies.

Only a handful of people ever speak to
her, let alone know her desires.

Or her... shopping habit.

That's how we steal the necklace.

We tell the jeweler that the queen wants
to buy it.

Even if we're caught, she'll take the
blame.

You're making no sense. No, come on,
where are you going?

I need to buy ink. I'm going to have to
get you to forge a testimonial document.

I don't understand.

You don't have to, not yet. Just enjoy
the ride.

Why didn't you come to me when I was
bleeding?

No one fetched me.

You shouldn't have had to.

Your place is at my side.

Always.

I will root for you.

My secret letters were stolen.

I would never do such a spiteful thing.

Your letters are your happiness.

I couldn't.

If there wasn't a boy, Gal would have
been my friend.

I need all of those I can get.

Well, Ferson will be here soon.

That's something to look forward to.