Original subtitles

[UNLOCKING AND OPENING OF CELL DOOR]

THE FORMER DUKE AND DUCHESS DE GRENOBLE.

THERE THEY ARE!

[MOANS AND CRIES]

THE FORMER BISHOP OF ARLES.

[THE TUMBREL BRINGS A LOAD OF ARISTOCRATS TO THE GUILLOTINE]

[DRUM ROLLS]

[SOUND OF GUILLOTINE DROPPING AND CROWD CHEERING]

[DRUM ROLLS]

OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN. [DRUMS ROLL...BLADE DROPS...CROWD CHEERS]

DEATH TO THE ARISTOCRATS!

[CROWD YELLS] DEATH TO THE ARISTOS!

LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC!

LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC.

[DRUM ROLLS]

'ERE, WHAT'S THIS? YOU GOT YOURS ALREADY.

THESE IS EMPTY, CITIZEN.

YOU WOULDN'T BEGRUDGE A MAN HIS FAIR SHARE, NOW, WOULD YOU?

ALL RIGHT.

GIDDAP.

THE FORMER COUNT DE BEAULIER, AND FAMILY.

HERE THEY ARE!

I BEG OF YOU, MONSIEUR.

FEAR NOT, MY SON.

IF YOU WILL LOOK AT THE PASSAGES THAT I HAVE MARKED,

YOUR SPIRITS WILL BE UPLIFTED.

IT'S NOT FOR MYSELF, I FEAR, FATHER,

BUT MY WIFE, AND THE BOY.

THEY HAVE DONE NOTHING!

THEY ARE INNOCENT!

INNOCENT? HA!

SHOW ME ONE ARISTO THAT IS INNOCENT

AND YOU CAN SPIT IN MY FACE.

SURELY THE CHILD IS TOO YOUNG TO DIE.

EVEN SO, HE WILL LIVE ON... THROUGH THE MERCY OF OUR LORD.

LOOK HERE, MY SON.

[MARK OF THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.]

TAKE THEM AWAY!

FORMER MARQUIS CETTERAIS.

THERE HE IS!

WE'VE COME TO HELP YOU.

QUICKLY.

BE BRAVE MY DARLING.

HUH!

HO THERE!

SERGEANT BEAVO.

YES SIR.

COUNT DE BEAULIER AND HIS FAMILY HAVE ESCAPED FROM THE TEMPLE PRISON.

WE'VE JUST RECEIVED WORD THAT THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL

WAS AT LARGE IN THE CITY.

COULD BE HE'LL TRY TO SMUGGLE THEM OUT OF THE COUNTRY

BY WAY OF THIS, OR ONE OF THE OTHER GATES.

BE ON THE ALERT, AND KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN.

ALL RIGHT, LADS.

SEARCH EVERY CART THAT COMES THROUGH.

ALL RIGHT, LET'S SEE YOUR PAPERS.

OH, EVERYTHING IN ORDER, SERGEANT.

LET ME SEE INSIDE THOSE COFFINS.

WHAT, OPEN THE COFFINS?

YOU HEARD ME.

ALL RIGHT.

YEAH! DO AS HE SAYS.

BEST BE WARNED, SERGEANT, AYE.

MADAME LE GUILLOTINE'S HANDIWORK IS NOT A PRETTY SIGHT.

UH..SEE FOR YOURSELF.

IF YOU GOT THE STOMACH.

[LAUGHTER]

TAKE IT BACK.

WHAT'S THE MATTER, SERGEANT. IT MUST HAVE BEEN PRETTY BAD.

GET OUT OF HERE. GO ON. CLEAR OUT!

THE OTHER TWO ARE EVEN PRETTIER!

GET OUT OF HERE. GO ON.

AW RIGHT, AW RIGHT.

YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE MISSING.

GET OUT!

NOW, NOW.

OPEN THE GATES. GO ON.

WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?

[WHISTLES]

MY DARLING.

WHO IS THIS MAN THAT RISKS SO MUCH FOR US?

THAT, SIR, IS THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

WITHIN THE HOUR,

THIS COUNTRYSIDE WILL BE SWARMING WITH SOLDIERS.

GOD WILLING, YOU'LL REACH THE COAST

BEFORE THEY CAN CATCH UP WITH YOU.

DO YOU KNOW THE RENDEZVOUS?

UNCHANGED?

UNCHANGED.

MY SHIP WILL BE WAITING TO TAKE YOU TO ENGLAND.

NOW, GO QUICKLY.

GOD'S SPEED.

AND WHAT ABOUT YOU, PERCY?

I'M BACK TO PARIS.

BUT I SHALL SEE YOU SHORTLY.

RIGHT.

'THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL, BY SIR PERCIVAL BLAKENEY, BARONET.

'THEY SEEK HIM HERE.

'THEY SEEK HIM THERE.

'THOSE FRENCHIES SEEK HIM EVERYWHERE.

'IS HE IN HEAVEN?

'OR IS HE IN HELL?

'THAT DAMNED,

'ELUSIVE

'PIMPERNEL.'

[LAUGHTER AND CLAPPING]

OH, DO TELL US MORE ABOUT THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL, SIR PERCY.

ALL PARIS IS TALKING ABOUT HIM.

NOTHING MORE TO TELL, MY DEAR SUSAN.

EXCEPT, THAT HE AND HIS BAND OF FRIENDS

HAVE SWORN TO SAVE AS MANY AS THEY CAN

FROM MADAME LE GUILLOTINE.

AT LEAST TELL US WHO HE IS.

SINK ME, MADEMOISELLE, IF I KNEW THAT I'D BE THE TOAST OF LONDON, WHAT!

THAT

WOULD SEEM TO BE

THE MYSTERY.

WHAT EXACTLY IS A SCARLET PIMPERNEL, SIR PERCY.

NOTHING MORE THAN A HUMBLE WAYSIDE FLOWER.

RATHER COMMON IN POINT OF FACT.

STILL, WHAT'S IN NAME?

SURELY THE DEEDS OF A MAN SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES.

I ONLY WISH THERE WERE MORE LIKE HIM.

ODDS FISH, MY DEAR, ONE IS QUITE ENOUGH.

THE FELLOW'S ALREADY MADE LIFE DAMNED INCONVENIENT,

FOR THE REST OF US.

INCONVENIENT?

WHY, YES INDEED MA'AM.

BECAUSE OF THIS PIMPENEL CHAP EH...

YOUR REVOLUTIONARY GUARDS SUSPECT ANYONE

WHO LOOKS, OR EVEN SOUNDS, REMOTELY ENGLISH.

SINK ME...

THIS WHOLE REVOLUTION OF YOURS IS MONSTROUS INTOLERABLE.

PLEASE, DON'T CREDIT US WITH THIS MADNESS.

THE REVOLUTION, ITSELF, MAY HAVE STARTED AS A NOBLE ENTERPRISE.

THIS...

YET, WE DID BRING IT ON OURSELVES, PAPA.

WE, THE FRENCH ARISTOCRACY,

WITH ALL OUR ARROGANCE AND EXCESSES

I FEEL MY DAUGHTER DOES OUR CLASS AN INJUSTICE.

MOST OF US ARE DECENT MEN,... QUITE INNOCENT.

IT IS ONLY A FEW, WHO ARE GUILTY OF ANY SERIOUS OFFENSE.

YET, THE INNOCENT ARE BEING DRAGGED DOWN WITH THE GUILTY.

THERE'S NO REASON GIVEN OR NEEDED.

OUR WORLD IS TOPSY-TURVY, SIR PERCY.

THEN WHY DO WE LOOK THE OTHER WAY,

AND PRETEND NOTHING IS HAPPENING?

WHILE BRAVE MEN, LIKE THIS SCARLET PIMPERNEL,

DO OUR WORK FOR US.

ONLY TODAY, FOR EXAMPLE,

OUR FRIENDS, THE COUNT AND COUNTESS DE BEAULIEU

AS WELL AS THEIR ONLY SON...

NO,...NOT THE BEAULIEUS...

CALM YOURSELF, MY DEAR,

ALL THREE WERE SPARED AT THE LAST MINUTE,

THANKS TO THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

OH, THANK HEAVENS.

GOD BLESS THIS SCARLET PIMPERNEL, WHOEVER HE MAY BE.

SURELY, HE MUST BE AN ANGEL IN DISGUISE.

AMEN.

PULL-UP, OVER THERE.

[SOUND OF FIGHTING]

MY DEAR, MARQUIS, CONSIDER THE OFFENCE,

DON'T YOU THINK YOUR METHODS ARE SLIGHTLY HARSH?

THAT REVOLUTIONARY SEDUCED MY DAUGHTER, BARON DE BATZ.

DRIVE ON.

[FIGHTING CONTINUES]

I SAY.

AHHHH.

UH.

HA, HA.

IT WOULD SEEM YOUR FRIEND IS IN DISTRESS.

TO THE RESCUE.

YOURS, I BELIEVE.

MY DEAR CHAP.

UGH.

A LITTLE COGNAC, I THINK

'I CALL UPON YOU NOW

'REVENGE MY WRONG.

'YOUR FAVORS WILL BE MEASURED

'BY YOUR RAGE.'

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

MARGUERITE, MARGUERITE, IT'S ARMAND, HE'S BEEN HURT.

HURT?

THERE'S A MAN OUTSIDE WITH A CARRIAGE.

HE WANTS US TO GO WITH HIM.

WHAT CAN WE DO?

WE MUST GO TO HIM, AT ONCE.

WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF THE PLAY?

MY DEAR, LOUISE,

THIS IS THE CHANCE EVERY UNDERSTUDY DREAMS OF.

NO, I CAN'T. I'M NOT READY!

YOU'LL BE SUPERB. [KISSING HER]

BUT NOT TOO SUPERB, I TRUST.

WHY CAN'T YOU-?

NOW, TO ARMAND.

MARGUERITE!

MY POOR, ARMAND!

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

TWO MEN, OUT OF THE DARKNESS.

IF IT HADN'T BEEN FOR THIS GENTLEMAN...

MY BROTHER AND I ARE INDEBTED TO YOU, MONSIEUR.

MONSIEUR?

SIR PERCY BLAKENEY, MADEMOISELLE.

ALTHOUGH, ANYONE WOULD HAVE DONE AS MUCH.

IF YOU THINK THAT, MONSIEUR,

YOU DO NOT KNOW PARIS, WELL.

WHO WERE THESE MEN THAT ATTACKED YOU, MY DARLING.

THEY WERE SENT BY THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR.

I RECOGNIZED HIS CARRIAGE.

NO DOUBT, TO TEACH ME A LESSON

I THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE THIS.

ONE DAY, I WILL REPAY THE MARQUIS FOR THIS.

COME, MY DARLING, WE'LL GET YOU INTO BED.

DO YOU THINK YOU CAN?

THANK YOU.

I'M QUITE ALL RIGHT, NOW.

RATHER A HARSH LESSON.

I TRUST THE OFFENCE WARRANTED THE PUNISHMENT.

MY BROTHER IS YOUNG

AND HOT-BLOODED, MONSIEUR.

HIS HEART TOO OFTEN LEADS HIS HEAD.

I FEAR HE HAD THE IMPUDENCE

TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ST. CYR'S DAUGHTER.

IS LOVE, TOO, A CRIME IN FRANCE THESE DAYS?

ONLY, IF THE LADY IS AN ARISTOCRAT,

WHOSE FATHER INSOLENTLY THINKS THAT WE'RE BOURGEOIS NOT FIT TO BREATHE

THE SAME AIR THAT THEY DO.

IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME, I MUST TEND TO MY BROTHER.

WAIT!

WHEN WILL I SEE YOU AGAIN?

MY BROTHER AND I

ARE HAVING A SMALL SOIR�E AT OUR HOME

IN THE RUE DO VICHELIEU

SUNDAY NEXT- IF YOU ARE FREE.

FOR SUCH AND INITIATION, MADEMOISELLE,

I SHALL MAKE...MYSELF FREE.

SUNDAY, NEXT, THEN.

NUMBER 27.

CONGRATULATIONS.

CONGRATULATIONS, MY DEAR.

YOU PLAYED A GREAT SUCCESS, WE HEAR.

SOLD OUT EVERY NIGHT.

ISN'T IT AMAZING. I WAS SURE NO ONE WOULD COME.

OH, NONSENSE.

ALL KINDS ADORE YOU.

MY DEAR, HAVEN'T YOU HEARD THE NEWS?

NEWS?

EVERYBODY'S TALKING ABOUT IT.

THERE WERE OVER 20 EXECUTIONS IN THE PLACE DE LA CREIAS, TODAY.

TWENTY-THREE, TO BE PRECISE.

PAUL!

MY DEAR, I'VE ONLY JUST BEEN ABLE TO TEAR MYSELF AWAY.

OH.

YOU LOOK SO TIRED.

COME, LET'S HAVE SOME CHAMPAGNE.

[LAUGHTER]

YOU SAY THERE WERE 23 EXECUTIONS TODAY, CHAUVELIN?

TO BE PRECISE,

AND THERE WILL BE MORE, EVERYDAY,

UNTIL THE COMMITTEE HAS PURGED THE REPUBLIC

OF THE LAST CORRUPT ARISTOCRAT.

NOT ANOTHER SPEECH, CHAUVELIN!

THIS IS WHAT I HAVE TO LISTEN TO ALL DAY NOW, MY DEAR.

ALL DAY?

I'M AFRAID SO.

THIS YOUNG IDEALIST HAS JUST BECOME MY ASSISTANT.

SO HE HAS NO CHOICE.

YOU MUST BE CALLED CHAUVELIN.

CHIEF AGENT FOR THE COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY,

AT YOUR SERVICE.

MADEMOISELLE...?

YOU HAVE THE HONOR OF ADDRESSING LOUISE LONGET,

LA CHANTESS.

BUT, OF COURSE.

YOU'RE MARGUERITE'S NEW UNDERSTUDY.

I GATHER YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE ARREST AND EXECUTION

OF ALL THESE... UNDESIRABLE ARISTOCRATS.

THAT IS A SMALL PART OF MY DUTIES, MADEMOISELLE.

THE OTHER IS MAKING LONG, BORING SPEECHES

AT SOCIAL FUNCTIONS LIKE THIS.

WELL, NOW YOU WILL HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO LEARN

HOW TO MAKE BORING SPEECHES, TOO.

VERY WELL, JUST FOR THIS ONCE, I WILL OVERCOME MY USUAL

PATRIOTIC ZEAL, AND CONFINE MYSELF TO A SIMPLE TOAST TO THE REPUBLIC.

THE REPUBLIC!

[ALL] THE REPUBLIC.

SEEMS THE BARON DE BATZ DOES NOT SHARE OUR ENTHUSIASM FOR THE TOAST.

PERHAPS HE IS NOT A FRIEND OF... THE REPUBLIC.

OH, ON THE CONTRARY, MY DEAR CHAUVELIN,

I MAY BE AN AUSTRIAN, BY NATIONALITY,

AND ARISTOCRAT BY BIRTH,

BUT I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT I AM

A VERY GOOD FRIEND OF THE REPUBLIC.

I BELIEVE, RATHER, THAT THE BARON IS A FRIEND OF PROFIT,

WILLING TO SELL HIS ALLEGIANCE TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER.

IT WOULD APPEAR, MADEMOISELLE, THAT MY PRESENCE HERE

THIS EVENING IS GIVING YOU DISTRESS. I SHALL CAUSE YOU NO

FURTHER EMBARRASSMENT, AND I SHALL BID YOU GOOD EVENING.

THIS JUST SHOWS HOW VIGILANT WE MUST BE.

WE HAVE TO ROOT OUT THE ENEMIES IN OUR MIDST.

WE NEVER KNOW WHERE THEY MIGHT STRIKE NEXT.

BUT, IF BLOOD HAS TO BE SHED, NO ONE, I PROMISE YOU

REGRETS IT MORE THAN I DO.

"THE DAUPHIN IS TO BE HELD PRISONER IN THE TEMPLE. ST. CYR."

AH, THERE YOU ARE.

HOW COULD YOU BE SO RUDE?

TO DE BATZ?

HE WAS A GUEST IN MY HOME.

AN UNWORTHY GUEST.

THE MAN IS SUSPECTED OF SELLING SECRET INFORMATION

TO THE AUSTRIAN GOVERNMENT.

AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU ARRESTED HIM?

BECAUSE, MY DEAR, HE ALSO SELLS SECRET INFORMATION,

ABOUT THE AUSTRIANS, TO US.

YOU'VE EXECUTED MEN FOR LESS.

REVOLUTIONS ARE NEVER BLOODLESS.

THIS BRIEF REIGN OF TERROR, WILL PURGE THE LAND OF ALL CORRUPTION.

AND TAKE US TO NEW HEIGHTS.

BE CAREFUL WHERE IT TAKES YOU, PAUL.

TO A NEW ORDER. TO THE DAY OF GLORY.

AND WE WILL BE PROUD OF IT, MARGARITE,

YOU AND I. JUST AS WE'VE ALWAYS DREAMED.

AND THEN I WILL MAKE YOU MY WIFE.

AND THE FUTURE WILL BE OURS.

SIR PERCY!

LORD, MADEMOISELLE, YOU ARE EVEN

MORE BEAUTIFUL, THAN I RECALL.

IF THAT IS POSSIBLE.

PAUL, THIS IS THE GENTLEMAN WHO RESCUED ARMAND.

PAUL CHAUVELIN, CHIEF AGENT OF THE COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY.

SIR PERCY BLAKENEY.

IT IS A PLEASURE... MONSIEUR.

THE PLEASURE, I CAN ASSURE YOU, IS ALL MINE.

MONSEWER.

HA, HA, HA.

I MUST APOLOGIZE FOR ME TARDINESS.

'TWAS NEXT TO IMPOSSIBLE, FINDING A CARRIAGE.

SINK ME, IF EVERYONE ISN'T SO EQUAL IN YOUR NEW SOCIETY

THAT NO ONE WANTS TO DO THE DRIVING ANYMORE.

I TAKE IT, SIR, THAT YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF OUR NEW SOCIETY?

APPROVAL, SIR, IN MY OPINION, DEMANDS THE ATTAINMENT OF PERFECTION.

AND IN THAT SENSE, YOU RATHER OVERRATE

THE CHARM OF YOUR SOCIETY.

FAITH, FOR ONE THING, IT DOES SEEM MONSTROUS

ILL-DRESSED FOR ANY SOCIETY,

EVEN A NEW ONE.

SINK ME, YOUR TAILORS HAVE BETRAYED YOU.

BETRAYED US? WE PRIDE OURSELVES ON OUR FRENCH TAILORS.

ODDS FISH, MY DEAR FELLOW, SUCH SHODDY WORKMANSHIP

WOULD NOT BE TOLERATED IN LONDON FOR ONE TINY INSTANT.

LOOK YOU HERE, SIR, AT THIS LIMP CRAVAT.

I ASK YOU!

OR THE SORRY CUT OF THIS SLEEVE.

NO, NO, NO.

OF THE SAD STATE OF THOSE CUFFS.

SINK ME, I CAN HARDLY BRING MESELF TO LOOK UPON THEM.

NO, NO, NO, SIR.

IF THIS IS THE BEST YOUR TAILORS CAN DO.

'TWOULD SERVE YOU BETTER TO SEND THEM TO THE GUILLOTINE.

WE WILL SEND OUR KING, INSTEAD, SIR,

AND EXALT OUR TAILORS.

MORE'S THE PITY.

THEN YOUR TAILORS WILL RULE THE LAND,

AND NO ONE WILL MAKE THE CLOTHES.

SO MUCH FOR FRENCH FASHION,

AND FRENCH POLITICS.

WHAT IS IT YOU FRENCHIES SAY?

TWO-SHAY...,

YOU SEE, I'M A BIT OF A POET, AND YOU DID NOT KNOW IT.

WHAT?

WELL, IT HAS BEEN MOST AMUSING, SIR PERCY.

BUT, IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME, I HAVE SOMEONE I MUST SEE INSIDE.

MARGUERITE, MY DEAR.

YOU REALLY MUSTN�T TEASE CHAUVELIN SO RECKLESSLY.

HE'S VERY POWERFUL IN THE GOVERNMENT.

ALREADY, HE'S ROBESPIERRE'S MOST TRUSTED AGENT.

THE ONLY POWER THAT I CAN SEE AT PRESENT, MADEMOISELLE,

IS THE POWER... OF YOUR BEAUTY.

BEAUTY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER, SIR PERCY.

THIS BEHOLDER... IS ENCHANTED.

IF I WERE TO TELL YOU THAT I ADORE YOU,

WOULD YOU HAVE ME DO SO, STINTINGLY?

ADORE ME?

OR WOULD YOU HAVE ME DECLARE IT AS I FEEL IT?

WITH ALL MY HEART.

BUT YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS. YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME.

EXACTLY SO.

WHICH IS WHY I YEARN TO KNOW EVERYTHING.

YOU MUST TELL ME ALL ABOUT YOURSELF.

IN EVERY DETAIL.

BUT EVER SO SLOWLY.

SO VERY SLOWLY.

SO THAT IT TAKES A VERY... VERY LONG TIME.

I DON'T KNOW WHETHER ARE MAD, OR...

DESPERATELY IN LOVE.

'TIS ALL THE SAME.

TELL ME IF YOU CAN... THAT YOU DO NOT FEEL IT?

PLEASE... YOU MOVE TOO FAST.

MY HEART... DICTATES THE PACE.

GOOD MORNING, CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE.

THANK YOU, ST. CYR.

CHAUVELIN.

THE REPORT INFORMS ME, THERE MAY BE AN ATTEMPT

TO RESCUE THE ROYAL FAMILY, PARTICULARLY, THE YOUNG

DAUPHIN, HEIR TO THE THRONE.

I SHALL SEE TO IT THAT SECURITY IS TIGHTENED AT ONCE.

AND ANOTHER THING, THERE IS ONE ENEMY OF THE REPUBLIC

IN PARTICULAR WHO CONTINUES TO ELUDE US, A MAN WE CONSIDER

MORE DANGEROUS THAN ALL THE OTHERS COMBINED, THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, CITIZEN, THE MAN HAS SPARED BARELY

A HANDFUL FROM THE GUILLOTINE, OUT OF HUNDREDS.

SURELY, WE OVERESTIMATE HIS IMPORTANCE.

ON THE CONTRARY, UNCHECKED HIS CONTINUED SUCCESS COULD

UNDERMINE THE REVOLUTION ITSELF.

UNDERMINE THE REVOLUTION?

BY RAISING THE HOPES OF THOSE WHO ARE CONSPIRING

TO OVERTHROW THE REPUBLIC AND RESTORE THE MONARCHY.

SO YOU SEE, CHAUVELIN, WHILE THIS MEDDLESOME

ENGLISHMAN REMAINS AT LARGE HE CONTINUES TO BE A MENACE.

NEEDLESS TO SAY, THE MAN WHO BRINGS HIM TO JUSTICE

WILL EARN THE GRATITUDE OF THE NATION.

NOT TO MENTION, A SEAT ON THE COMMITTEE.

HE MUST BE STOPPED, CHAUVELIN.

I SHALL SEE TO IT AT ONCE, CITIZEN.

HOW IS OUT YOUNG FRIEND, ARMAND ST. JUST, SETTLING IN?

A BIT HEADSTRONG, PERHAPS, BUT I SUSPECT HE'LL GO FAR.

HUH, HUH, HUH.

[CLOCK CHIMES]

"YOU CAN INFORM YOUR PEOPLE, THAT THE DAUPHIN IS TO BE

HELD PRISONER IN THE TEMPLE. ST. CYR."

SIR PERCY BLAKENEY, MADEMOISELLE.

PLEASE, SHOW HIM IN, ANNETTE.

UH, FORGIVE ME... IF I KEPT YOU WAITING.

YOUR NOTE DID SAY ELEVEN.

I HAD A DEVIL OF A TIME

FINDING A SUITABLE BASKET.

A SUITABLE...BASKET?

HMM.

I THOUGHT...A PICNIC.

PERCY!

PAPERS.

PAPERS..IF YOU PLEASE.

SINK ME.

SURELY YOU RECOGNIZE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ACTRESS IN FRANCE.

A MAN WOULD HAVE TO BE BLIND NOT TO RECOGNIZE

MADEMOISELLE MARGUERITE ST. JUST.

YOU THERE! MAKE WAY! LET THIS CARRIAGE PASS!

CAREFUL NOW.

UGH!

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT, NOW?

YES, INDEED, MANY THANKS.

DAMN THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL!

NOW HE'S MADE OFF WITH THE DUC DE LEON.

HE HAS PROVED MOST ELUSIVE, CITIZEN.

A MAN OF MANY DISGUISES, BUT, I NOW BELIEVE

THAT THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY TO CATCH HIM.

HOW TO YOU PROPOSE TO FIND ONE ENGLISHMAN AMONG MILLIONS.

BY SIMPLE DEDUCTION, PONCEAU. THIS PARTICULAR ENGLISHMAN CITIZEN

MANAGES TO PASS HIMSELF OFF AS A FRENCH.

IT FOLLOWS, THEREFORE, THAT HE COMES FROM THAT PRIVILEGED CLASS

BROUGHT UP BY FRENCH GOVERNESSES, TUTORED BY FRENCH INSTRUCTORS,

AND PERHAPS EVEN EDUCATED AT A FRENCH UNIVERSITY.

IN A WORD, THE MAN IS UNDOUBTEDLY AN ARISTOCRAT.

AND THAT WOULD EXPLAIN HIS SYMPATHIES, AND

NARROW THE FIELD CONSIDERABLY.

I BELIEVE THAT WE WILL SHALL FIND HIM AT THE CENTER OF SOCIAL LIFE IN LONDON,

AND THAT IS WHERE I PROPOSE WE TRACK HIM DOWN.

HE DOES HAVE A POINT, PONCEAU.

WHILE HE'S IN FRANCE, THE CUNNING FOX IS ALWAYS ON HIS GUARD,

BUT IN HIS OWN BACKYARD, UM?

WE SHALL HAVE YOU APPOINTED SPECIAL ENVOY TO THE COURT OF ST. JAMES

AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. PONCEAU WILL SEE TO THE DETAILS.

I AM DEEPLY HONORED, CITIZEN.

WOULD IT NOT BE ADVISABLE IF I WERE TO HAVE THE ASSISTANCE

OF SOMEONE WHO IS ALREADY KNOWN TO THE ENGLISH?

SOMEONE, WHOM THEY TRUST.

I SUSPECT YOU ALREADY HAVE SOMEONE IN MIND.

MIGHT I SUGGEST THE MAN WHO SERVED OUR RECENTLY

DEPOSED KING AS AMBASSADOR IN LONDON FOR SO LONG?

I LIKE YOUR SENSE OF IRONY, CHAUVELIN.

BY ALL MEANS. THE COUNT DE TOURNEY WOULD BE AN IDEAL CHOICE.

SEND YOUNG ARMAND ST. JUSTE TO BRING HIM IN.

YOU MUST NOT GO, HENRI.

I ASSURE YOU, MADAME, CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE MERELY WISHES TO

CONSULT WITH YOU HUSBAND ON A MATTER OF STATE.

ROBESPIERRE? I'D SOONER TRUST A SNAKE.

YOU HAVE KNOWN ME ALL MY LIFE.

I GIVE YOU MY WORD, NO HARM WILL COME TO HIM.

WELL, THERE. YOU SEE, MAMA? YOU HAVE ARMAND'S WORD OF HONOR.

I SHALL BE BACK IN TIME FOR SUPPER.

DEATH, ROBBING MY EYES OF LIGHT,

WILL GIVE BACK TO THE SUN ITS TARNISHED BEAUTY.

[APPLAUSE, CHEERING]

PERCY?

PERCY.

'MY BELOVED, I'VE HAD TO RETURN TO ENGLAND URGENTLY.

'FORGIVE ME, I DID NOT HAVE TIME TO KISS YOU FAREWELL.

'YOUR OWN, PERCY.'

SPY?

ON MY FORMER ASSOCIATES, FRIENDS?

YOU STILL REFUSE?

MOST EMPHATICALLY.

YOU MUST BE MAD.

TAKE HIM TO THE TEMPLE.

PERHAPS SOME TIME IN PRISON WILL BRING HIM TO HIS SENSES.

ANDREW, DO YOU WANT TO DOUBLE YOUR WAGER?

ANDREW!

RIGHT!

A HUNDRED GUINEAS!

YOU'LL NEVER BEAT HIM!

WELL, HANG ON TO ME TAIL!

SEE IF YOU CAN CATCH HIM!

JUST YOU WAIT!

MY GOODNESS, THOUGH, YOU CAN DO IT.

YOU'VE BEEN A GOOD JUDGE OF HORSE FLESH.

YOU'RE DAMNED RIGHT. THAT'S A HUNDRED GUINEAS,

YOU OWE ME, OLD CHAP.

HEY, PERCY.

THERE ISN'T AN ENGLISHMAN ALIVE, WHO WOULDN'T BE PROUD

TO JOIN THE LEAGUE OF THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

THAT MAY BE, MY FRIEND, BUT THE GREATER THE NUMBER,

THE GREATER THE RISK OF BETRAYAL.

NO, NO, MY FRIENDS, IF WE ARE TO SUCCEED

WE MUST MAINTAIN OUR ANONYMITY.

MASK OUR IDENTITIES.

EVEN IF IT MEANS SUFFERING THE MOCKERY OF OTHERS,

BEING TAKEN FOR FOOLS,

FOPS,

NITWITS,

EVEN COWARDS.

UMM. THAT'S THE EASY PART. THE HARD PART IS NOT BEING ABLE

TO BOAST ABOUT OUR EXPLOITS TO THE LADIES.

[LAUGHTER]

TIMMY.

WHAT IS IT, MY DEAR FELLOW?

WELL, COME ON, OUT WITH IT.

LOUIS THE SIXTEENTH HAS BEEN EXECUTED.

THE QUEEN?

DOOMED TO FOLLOW HIM TO THE GUILLOTINE.

WHAT NEWS OF THE YOUNG DAUPHIN?

THE HEIR TO THE THRONE HAS BEEN IMPRISONED IN THE TEMPLE.

AND THERE'S MORE.

YOUR FRIEND THE COUNT DE TOURNEY HAS ALSO BEEN ARRESTED AND TAKEN TO THE TEMPLE.

HIS FAMILY?

THEY'RE STILL SAFE BY THE LAST REPORT.

THEN THERE'S NO TIME TO LOSE.

ANDREW, I WANT YOU TO SET UP A NETWORK OF COURIERS.

WE LEAVE FOR PARIS AT ONCE.

DELIVER THIS TO THE CAPTAIN OF THE REVOLUTIONARY GUARD

IN THE PLACE DE LA GREVE.

YES, SIR.

CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M BUSY?

YOU HAVE ARRESTED THE COUNT DE TOURNEY.

I HAVE.

ON THE ORDERS OF CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE.

I GAVE MY WORD OF HONOR.

MAY I REMIND YOU, THAT YOUR FIRST DUTY IS TO THE REPUBLIC

AND NOT TO THE COUNT DE TOURNEY IN THIS HOUR.

YOU MAY GO.

[DOOR CLOSES]

MY DEAR ARMAND.

SUCH SENTIMENTS, ESPECIALLY ON BEHALF OF AN ARISTOCRAT,

COULD BE EASILY MISINTERPRETED.

YOU USED ME.

YES, AND AS LONG AS YOU ARE HERE TO SERVE THE COMMITTEE

I SHALL CONTINUE TO USE YOU.

NOW, BOY, DELIVER THIS, TO THE CAPTAIN OF THE REVOLUTIONARY GUARD

IN CHARGE OF EXECUTIONS IN THE PLACE DE LA GREVE.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[DRUMS ROLL]

[DRUMS CONTINUE TO ROLL]

[GUILLOTINE FALLS]

[CROWD CHEERS]

[DEATH TO THE ARISTOS]

[LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC]

SIR!

CAPTAIN.

'MUST HAVE MORE EXECUTIONS, AND PROCEED WITH GREATER DISPATCH!'

YOU CAN TELL CITIZEN CHAUVELIN, IF HE THINKS HE CAN DO BETTER,

HE'S QUITE WELCOME TO COME AND TRY FOR HIMSELF.

MIGHT DO HIM GOOD. TO GET SOME BLOOD

ON THOSE LILY WHITE HANDS OF HIS.

AH!

IN THE NAME OF GOD, MONSIEUR, SAVE ME.

I SWEAR I'VE DONE NOTHING, NOTHING!

SAVE YOUR BREATH, MADEMOISELLE, HE'S ONE OF THEM WHO SENT YOU HERE.

[SPIT!]

MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SOUL, MONSIEUR. YOU'RE SURELY DAMNED FOR WHAT YOU DO!

[SCREAM] AHHH, AH!

WHAT IS IT? [SIGH, GASP] A DREAM.

A HIDEOUS DREAM.

[GASP] SOMEONE YOU WORK WITH?

NO, IT'S MARGUERITE.

IT WAS SHE THEY HAD TO THE GUILLOTINE.

IT WAS HER WHEN I HEARD IT FELL.

OH, GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD.

'YOU CAN INFORM YOUR PEOPLE THAT 'THE DAUPHIN IS TO BE HELD

'PRISONER IN THE TEMPLE. 'ST. CYR.'

[APPLAUSE FOR MARGUERITE]

MY DARLING!

MARGUERITE, MY DEAREST.

PAUL!

WHAT IS IT, MY DEAR. YOU LOOK AS IF YOU'D

SEEN A GHOST?

IT'S JUST YOU TOOK ME BY SURPRISE.

WHAT IS THAT YOU'RE HIDING BEHIND YOUR BACK?

I MIGHT ASK YOU THE SAME.

YOU HAVE NOT RIGHT TO PRY INTO MY PERSONAL AFFAIRS.

EVEN WHEN THOSE PERSONAL AFFAIRS SMACK OF TREASON?

TREASON?

SURELY, YOU DON'T THINK I HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH...?

PAUL...

I SWEAR I HAPPENED UPON THIS NOTE ONLY BY CHANCE.

WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TO ME WITH IT?

I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

I THINK I WANTED TO BE SURE THAT IT WAS IMPORTANT ENOUGH

BEFORE I DID ANYTHING SO DRASTIC.

DRASTIC?

AS REPORT IT TO THE COMMITTEE.

[LAUGHING] MY DARLING MARGUERITE, I'M NOT THE COMMITTEE.

I'M THE MAN WHO HOPE ONE DAY TO MARRY YOU.

BUT YOU ARE AN AGENT OF THE COMMITTEE.

WOULDN'T IT BE YOUR DUTY TO REPORT IT...

MY FIRST DUTY, MY DEAREST,

IS TO YOU.

I MAY NOT ALWAYS FIND A WAY TO SHOW IT.

BUT I LOVE YOU.

WITH ALL MY HEART.

I GIVE YOU MY WORD, I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOUR CONFIDENCE.

FORGIVE ME, PAUL.

ON THE OTHER HAND

IT IS YOUR DUTY TO REPORT THIS TO ME OFFICIALLY.

AND THEN, AND ONLY THEN, I'LL TAKE THE APPROPRIATE ACTION.

BUT THAT COULD MEAN ST. CYR'S EXECUTION,

AND POSSIBLY HIS FAMILY'S AS WELL.

HE'S A TRAITOR.

AND CAN YOU THINK OF A BETTER WAY TO REPAY HIM

FOR HAVING YOUR BROTHER BEATEN?

YOU CAN'T HONESTLY BELIEVE THAT I WOULD SEND A MAN

AND HIS ENTIRE FAMILY TO THEIR DEATH OUT OF SPITE?

THEY'RE ARISTOCRATS, MY DEAR!

[WHISPERING] I COULD NEVER LIVE WITH MYSELF!

IN THAT CASE, YOU MAY HAVE ONE DAY TO ANSWER TO THE REPUBLIC.

RATHER THE REPUBLIC THAN MY CONSCIENCE.

YOU DISAPPOINT ME.

YOU'VE GONE SOFT!

IF BY THAT YOU MEAN I'M NOT BLOODTHIRSTY ENOUGH FOR THIS

REVOLUTION OF YOURS, YOU'RE RIGHT.

IT USED TO BE YOUR REVOLUTION AS WELL.

YES...

BUT IT'S TAKEN US IN DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS.

PERHAPS MY VISION WAS NEVER THE SAME AS YOURS.

I SEE NOW, WHAT BEGINS AS A DREAM CAN END AS A NIGHTMARE.

SOME CAUSES CAN BECOME WARPED, TWISTED LIKE SOME MEN.

IT'S NOT DIFFICULT TO GUESS THE REASON FOR THIS SUDDEN

CHANGE OF HEART.

I SUSPECT IT'S THE ARISTOCRATIC COMPANY

YOU'VE BEEN KEEPING OF LATE.

WHY, PAUL, I DO BELIEVE YOUR JEALOUS.

WHY SHOULD I NOT BE?

WELL, IF IT'S ANY CONSOLATION, SIR. PERCY LEFT FOR ENGLAND

A FORTNIGHT AGO.

AND THEN YOU DON'T KNOW.

KNOW WHAT?

THAT HE'S BACK.

IN PARIS?

[WITH FEELING] YOU KNOW, IT AMAZES ME

HOW A WOMAN OF YOUR TASTE AND INTELLIGENCE COULD TOLERATE

SUCH A FOOL.

AND NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME.

I HAVE SOME DUTIES TO ATTEND TO.

[OPENS DOOR]

BON-JEWER, MON-SEWER.

I SWEAR YOU BEEN TAKIN' LESSONS.

THE CRAVAT'S A PICTURE.

OH, UGH.

OH, OUTTA' MY WAY!

YOU IDIOT!

[DOOR CLOSES]

PERCY!

PERCY, PERCY!

HA, HA, HA, HA, HA.

I KNEW YOU WOULD COME BACK!

MY DARLING!

WELL, I'M GLAD YOU'RE PLEASED TO SEE ME.

IT'S MORE THAN YOU CAN SAY FOR YOUR FRIEND, CHAUVELIN.

POSITIVELY NO SENSE OF HUMOR. MUST BE HIS DIET.

OH, PLEASE, DON'T BE SO FLIPPANT, PERCY.

CHAUVELIN IS TERRIBLY JEALOUS.

HE ACTUALLY FRIGHTENS ME.

FRIGHTENS YOU, MY DEAR. NONSENSE.

I WANT YOU TO FORGET, CHAUVELIN.

FORGET EVERY MEN YOU'VE EVER KNOWN.

EXCEPT ME.

HOW EASY THAT WOULD BE.

SOMETIMES... YOU'RE SO... ELUSIVE.

ARE YOU AN ACTOR, TOO?

PLAYING OUT SOME PART IN A STRANGE CHARADE?

I'VE TOLD YOU BEFORE, MY DEAR, THE ONE THING YOU MUST NEVER DOUBT

IS MY SINCERITY.

I KNOW BEHIND THAT MASK HIDES THE TRUE PERCY BLAKENEY.

THAT'S THE MAN I YEARN TO KNOW.

AND SO YOU SHALL, MY DEAR.

ALL IN GOOD TIME.

HOW LONG IS THAT?

MARRY ME,...AND YOU HAVE THE REST OF YOUR LIFE,...TO FIND OUT.

NEVER,

NEVER,

NEVER,

AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO ME

THAT WILL MAKE ME CHANGE MY MIND.

THAT NOT TO YOU, PERHAPS, BUT I WONDER WHAT WOULD

BECOME OF ALL YOUR ARISTOCRATIC PRINCIPLES, IF YOU FAMILY WERE

LANGUISHING IN HERE, AS WELL?

YOU WOULDN'T DARE.

YOU WILL HAVE UNTIL TOMORROW TO RECONSIDER.

I INTEND TO WARN THE DE TOURNEY FAMILY AND

HELP THEM FLEE, IF NECESSARY.

NOW, LOOK HERE, MY DEAR FELLOW.

I DID NOT SAVE YOUR NECK FROM THOSE THUGS OF ST. CYR'S

MERELY TO SEE YOU LOSE YOUR HEAD AT THE GUILLOTINE.

[SIGH] WHAT?

MY MIND IS QUITE MADE UP, PERCY.

I WILL WARN THE DE TOURNEYS. THERE'S NO USE TRYING TO STOP ME.

I HAVE NO INTENTION... OF STOPPING YOU.

DO YOU SUPPOSE...THAT YOU COULD GET INTO THE TEMPLE PRISON...

AND SEE THE COUNT... TONIGHT?

UGH, WELL, I...I THINK SO. BUT TO WHAT PURPOSE?

-I...HAVE A PLAN. -OH...YOU HAVE A PLAN.

YOU, WHO ARE PRACTICALLY INCAPABLE OF ANY

THOUGHT ENTERING INTO YOU HEAD THAT IS NOT TRIVIAL.

[SIGH] OH, REALLY, PERCY.

-THIS IS SERIOUS. -SO AM I.

DEADLY SERIOUS.

WE MUST RESCUE THE DE TOURNEY FAMILY, WITHOUT RISKING YOU.

YOU CAN BE FAR MORE VALUABLE TO US IF YOU KEEP IN WITH CHAUVELIN

AND CONTINUE TO WORK WITH THE COMMITTEE.

USEFUL TO US. WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

YOU MUST SWEAR, BY ALL YOU HOLD SACRED

THAT WHAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO HEAR, YOU WILL NOT REPEAT TO ANYONE.

-REALLY, PERCY,... -NOT EVEN MARGUERITE!

YOU MUST BE QUITE MAD.

DO YOU SWEAR?

[SIGH] VERY WELL.

DO YOU RECOGNIZE THAT INSIGNIA?

LOOKS LIKE A FLOWER OF SOME SORT.

CORRECT.

IT IS A SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

[GUILLOTINE DROPS]

[CROWD CHEERS]

DEATH TO THE ARISTOS.

LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC.

OH, I AM PLEASED

TO SEE THAT YOU HAVE COME TO YOUR SENSES.

-YOU LEFT ME LITTLE CHOICE. -WELL, THAT WAS THE GENERAL IDEA.

YOU WILL LEAVE FOR LONDON AT ONCE. UNDER GUARD, OF COURSE.

ONCE THERE, YOU WILL RESIDE AT OUR FRENCH EMBASSY

SO YOU CAN INTRODUCE ME INTO ENGLISH SOCIETY.

-AND MY FAMILY? -THEY ARE TO REMAIN IN PARIS.

AH. AND SO MY FAMILY ARE NOT TO BE IN PRISON,

THEY ARE TO BE HELD HOSTAGE.

THAT IS THE GENERAL IDEA.

TAKE GOOD CARE OF OUR FRIEND.

[DRUMS AND CROWDS ARE HEARD]

-IT'S HER OWN MOTHER. -WHO�S IS IT?

-ALWAYS HE'S IN IT, THE MOTHER, RIGHT? -YEAH

ALL RIGHT. FETCH ME YOUR PAPERS.

HERE'YA. HE THINKS I'M AN ARISTOCRAT.

[LAUGHTER]

CASKS OF WINE, HERE, HAVE WE? RIGHT, I'LL HAVE A LOOK AT THOSE.

I WOULDN'T DO THAT IF I WERE YOU.

OH, MAKE MY SPOILT OUT.

NA, NA, ...SERGEANT, ...ME GRANDSON.

HERE'YA, HERE'YA.

COME HERE, SERGEANT.

HERE. A WORD IN YOUR EAR, SERGEANT.

ALL RIGHT, HE'S GOT THE PLAGUE.

PLAGUE.

I TOLD YOU, I TRIED TO WARN YOU.

GET HIM AWAY FROM HERE! TAKE HIM AWAY FROM HERE!

ALL RIGHT.

HERE, TAKE YOUR PAPERS.

ALL RIGHT YOU ARE, SERGEANT, RIGHT.

OPEN THE GATES!

PAPERS. SHOW ME YOUR PAPERS.

SERGEANT.

AN OLD WOMAN WILL PASS THIS WAY WITH A CART.

YOU ARE TO ARREST HER AT ONCE.

AN OLD WOMAN JUST PASSED THIS WAY FIVE MINUTES AGO.

YOU LET HER GO!

THAT WAS THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL!

OPEN THE GATES!

HEH, HEH, HEH, HEH.

HEH, HEH.

EVERYTHING GO AS PLANNED?

LIKE CLOCKWORK, PERCY.

GOOD. WELL, BEST BE ON YOUR WAY. IT'LL BE DARK, SOON.

MORE THAN A NIGHT'S RIDE TO THE COAST.

MADEMOISELLE.

THIS WAY, COUNTESS.

WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS OUR GRATITUDE, MONSIEUR.

IT IS THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL, NOT I, WHO DESERVES YOUR THANKS, COUNTESS.

I WAS CERTAIN THAT YOU WERE THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

I WOULD NEVER PRESUME TO FILL THOSE SHOES.

I LACK SUFFICIENT COURAGE.

I HAVE YET TO MEET A MORE COURAGEOUS CAVALIER,

OR A MORE HANDSOME ONE.

SUSAN.

IT'S DANGEROUS. WE MUST HURRY.

THANK YOU, MONSIEUR.

YOU MUST BE VERY MUCH LIKE YOUR MOTHER.

I'M AN UGLY DUCKLING BY COMPARISON.

THEY SAY SHE WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BRIDE IN FRANCE.

PERHAPS IT IS UNDERSTANDABLE AFTER ALL THAT THE BRIGHTEST,

THE MOST RADIANT OF WOMEN SHOULD MARRY AN UTTER FOOL,

WHEN ONE RECALLS, THAT HE'S ALSO SAID TO BE THE RICHEST MAN IN ENGLAND.

I THINK YOU'D BETTER LEAVE.

AS YOU CAN SEE, I AM QUITE BUSY.

I CAME TO FIND OUT WHAT YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO

ABOUT THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR.

THAT'S MY AFFAIR, NOT YOURS.

NO, IT IS MY AFFAIR.

AS CHIEF AGENT OF THE COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY

I WANT TO KNOW IF YOU INTEND TO DO YOUR DUTY

AS A CITIZEN AND REPORT HIM.

AND IF I SAY NO?

THEN, I AM PREPARED TO DO IT FOR YOU.

YOU GAVE ME YOUR WORD.

MARGUERITE. YOU FORCE MY HAND.

YOU HAVE BETRAYED MY CONFIDENCE.

IT APPEARS THAT WE HAVE BOTH MISJUDGED ONE ANOTHER.

[UNLOCKING AND OPENING A PRISON CELL DOOR]

MR. BLAND. YOU'VE GOT VISITORS.

LET HIM REST FOR A LITTLE MORE TIME. LEAVE HIM BE.

SHUT UP, WOMAN.

THERE HE IS, BARON.

KING LOUIS' LITTLE BRAT IN THE FLESH.

HEH, HEH. WHAT'S THE MATTER?

YOUR ARISTOCRATIC SENSIBILITIES OFFENDED?

ARE THEY TREATING YOU WELL, YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS?

WELL, ENOUGH.

GET HIM UP, DUVAL. WALK HIM AROUND.

NO, THAT WON'T BE NECESSARY.

I'VE SEEN ALL I WISH TO SEE, THANK YOU.

[CELL DOOR CLOSES]

MY DEAR MARQUIS, THERE ARE GUARDS ALL OVER THE PLACE.

POSITIONED HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, AND THIS APARTMENT HERE

HOUSES THE COUPLE WHO ARE LOOKING AFTER THE DAUPHIN.

SO YOU SEE, IT WOULD BE HUMANLY IMPOSSIBLE

TO GET THE YOUNG BOY OUT OF THE PLACE.

[LOUD KNOCKING]

IN THE NAME OF THE REPUBLIC, OPEN UP.

OPEN IN THE NAME OF THE REPUBLIC

[DOOR OPENS SUDDENLY]

ARREST THEM BOTH.

WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS?

I HAVE AN ORDER FOR THE ARREST OF THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR.

ONE MOMENT CAPTAIN.

ONE MOMENT.

I THINK YOU'D BETTER HAVE A LOOK AT THIS.

A CERTIFICATE OF IMMUNITY.

YOU ARE THE BARON DE BATZ?

PRECISELY.

SIGNED, AS YOU CAN SEE, BY CITIZEN FOUQUET, HIMSELF.

RELEASE THE MAN.

I DEMAND TO KNOW THE CHARGE.

TREASON.

TREASON, WHO ACCUSES ME OF TREASON?

I WILL HAVE HIS NAME!

SEE FOR YOURSELF.

IT'S WRITTEN ON THE WARRANT.

MARGUERITE ST. JUST?

BUT I...I HARDLY KNOW THE WOMAN.

I WILL.

I WILL.

I PERCY, TAKE THEE, MARGUERITE, TO MY WEDDED WIFE.

I, MARGUERITE, TAKE THEE, PERCY, TO MY WEDDED HUSBAND.

WITH THIS RING, I THEE WED.

THIS GOLD AND SILVER, I THEE GIVE.

WITH MY BODY, I THEE WORSHIP.

WITH ALL MY WORLDLY GOODS, I THEE ENDOW.

IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, AND OF THE SON,

AND OF THE HOLY GHOST, AMEN.

WE'RE OFF TO LONDON IN THE MORNING.

ISN'T IT WONDERFUL?

ARMAND FOLLOWS IN A FEW DAYS

FEW DAYS?

NATURALLY, CHAUVELIN IS ANXIOUS TO ASSUME HIS NEW

POST AS SPECIAL ENVOY.

LOOK AT HER, TONY.

TELL ME IF YOU CAN, THAT I'M NOT THE MOST

FORTUNATE MAN ALIVE.

HOW THEY BUZZ ROUND HER, LIKE BEES TO HONEY.

POOR LOUISE, THINGS WERE ALL OF THAT THEN TO ENGLAND.

HUH? WELL, I HAVE ASKED HER TO COME ALONG

AND BE MY WIFE.

AND GIVE UP A PERFECTLY MARVELOUS CAREER?

DON'T YOU DARE, MY DEAR. HE'S NOT WORTH IT.

WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE'S

DEMAND FOR ACTION?

THE DE TOURNEYS ARE LOST TO US.

I THINK I MAY HAVE FOUND AN EXCELLENT

REPLACEMENT FOR THE COUNT DE TOURNEY.

PERHAPS, EVEN, AN IMPROVEMENT.

IN MARGUERITE ST. JUST?

IN THE WIFE OF SIR PERCY BLAKENEY, BARONET.

EVERY DOOR IN LONDON WILL BE OPEN TO HER.

EVERY CONFIDENCE SHARED. EVERY SECRET KNOWN.

SHE ISN'T AWARE OF IT YET, PONCEAU, BUT LADY BLAKENEY IS GOING

TO LEAD ME TO OUR ELUSIVE FRIEND THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

I'VE NEVER SEEN HER LOOKING HAPPIER.

AS WELL SHE MIGHT.

ON THE SAME DAY SHE MARRIES THE MAN SHE LOVES,

HAVE HER REVENGE ON THE MAN SHE HATES.

- THE MAN SHE HATES, BARON? - THE MARQUIS ST. CYR.

FOR WHAT HE DID TO HER BROTHER.

AND WHAT MANNER OF REVENGE MIGHT SHE HAVE HAD ON THE MARQUIS?

WELL, HAVING HIM ARRESTED FOR TREASON, OF COURSE.

WHAT LEADS YOU TO BELIEVE THAT MY WIFE WAS

INVOLVED IN THAT?

OH, COME, SIR PERCY, YOU NEED HAVE NO PRETENSES WITH ME.

I SAW THE WARRANT FOR HIS ARREST WITH MY OWN EYES.

PHEW! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

YOU WIFE'S NAME WAS ON IT.

FOR WHICH WE HAVE NO DOUBT ABOUT IT.

AFTER ALL, I AM A MAN OF EXTREME DISCRETION.

PERCY, DON'T...

THE MAN WILL BE GUILLOTINED FOR THIS.

MY DEAR, SIR PERCY, HAVE YOU NOT HEARD?

THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR AND HIS ENTIRE FAMILY

WERE BEHEADED THIS VERY MORNING.

ALL OF THEM?

THE CHILDREN AS WELL?

WELL...WELL, YES.

SIR PERCY, I...I'D ACTUALLY ASSUMED THAT YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS.

WELL, I THOUGHT THAT...

EXCUSE ME.

I'M TRULY SORRY.

SHE MUST NEVER KNOW

THAT I SUSPECT ANY OF THIS.

WE ARE ABOUT TO EMBARK UPON THE MOST DANGEROUS

MISSION YET.

TO SAVE THE HEIR OF THE THRONE OF FRANCE.

FROM THIS MOMENT ON

SHE MUST NEVER BE TRUSTED.

WE CANNOT RISK BETRAYAL.

I ONLY PRAY TO GOD THAT I CAN CONCEAL FROM HER

THE HORROR I FEEL AT WHAT SHE HAS DONE.

HOPE THESE GUARDS CATCH 'EM.

THERE'S A GOOD BOY.

NOW YOU TAKE YOUR MEDICINE. SAY YOUR PRAYERS

FOR THE NICE GENTLEMEN. THEN YOU CAN GO BACK TO BED.

WHAT MANNER OF MEDICINE ARE YOU GIVING HIM?

NEVER FEAR, CITIZEN, IT'S GOOD, STRONG COGNAC.

NOW TAKE IT BOY.

YOU KNOW, IT MAKES PAPA DUVAL VERY ANGRY

IF YOU DON'T FINISH EVERY DROP.

THERE, THAT IS MORE LIKE IT!

NOW THESE GENTLEMEN WOULD LIKE TO HEAR

YOU SAY YOUR CATECHISM.

- YOUR NAME: - LOUIS CHARLES CAPET.

LET'S HEAR IT: LOUIS CHARLES CAPET.

YOUR AGE: EIGHT.

YOUR NATIONALITY: CITIZEN OF THE REPUBLIC OF FRANCE.

YOUR FATHER'S NAME: LOUIS CAPET.

HIS PROFESSION: FORMER KING, TYRANT AND DEBAUCHER.

HOW DID HE PERISH: BY THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE.

WHO WAS YOUR MOTHER: MARIE ANTOINETTE OF AUSTRIA.

HER PROFESSION: FORMER QUEEN AND WHORE.

HOW DID SHE PERISH: BY THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE.

AND WHAT DO YOU SAY TO THEIR MEMORIES:

- I SPIT UPON THEIR GRAVES. - AGAIN,

- I SPIT UPON THEIR GRAVES. - AGAIN!

THAT WILL DO.

HOWEVER, I STILL DETECT A TRACE OF DEFIANCE

IN THOSE ROYAL EYES.

KEEP AT IT, FOUQUET. HE MUST BE ALL OURS.

SINK ME, WHAT IS THE TIME?

WE SHALL BE MONSTROUS LATE AT HIS HIGHNESS'

GARDEN PARTY.

I'M AFRAID I CAN'T JOIN YOU PERCY, I MUST GET BACK

TO THE EMBASSY. CHAUVELIN IS EXPECTING ME.

- WHAT NEWS OF THE COURIER? - NONE

ODD. YOU MADE INQUIRIES?

IT'S TOO DIFFICULT. CHAUVELIN IS BECOMING

SUSPICIOUS OF EVERYONE AT THE EMBASSY, INCLUDING ME.

YOU HAVE PERFORMED AN INVALUABLE SERVICE

TO US THESE PAST FEW MONTHS, ARMAND.

WITHOUT YOU, WE WOULD NOT HAVE HAD ANY IDEA AS TO BOY'S FATE.

WHEN I THINK WHAT THEY'RE DOING TO THAT CHILD!

WHY? WHAT DO THEY HAVE TO GAIN BY IT?

TO RENDER HIM USELESS TO ANYONE WHO MIGHT TRY AND RESCUE HIM.

BUT TIME IS RUNNING OUT. WE MUST ACT SOON, OR THEY WILL SUCCEED.

HAVE YOU A PLAN?

WE WAIT ONLY FOR FIRST THE NEWS OF ANY CHANGE IN THE BOY'S ROUTINE.

THAT WILL BE OUR SIGNAL TO MOVE.

AND MOVE WE MUST.

SWIFTLY AND SURELY.

THAT IS WHY THESE COMMUNIQU�S FROM PARIS ARE SO CRUCIAL.

THE NEXT MAY BE OUR SIGNAL.

[DOOR OPENS]

AHHHHH, MY DEAR.

SHALL WE AWAY?

THE DUKE AND DUCHESS OF RADNOR.

[PEACOCK CRIES ARE HEARD]

THE DUKE OF ALBANY AND HIS DAUGHTERS.

LADY BRECKNY AND LADY DARLINGTON.

[PEACOCK CALL]

SIR PERCIVAL AND LADY BLAKENEY.

THEY SAY, SHE ONLY MARRIED HIM FOR HIS MONEY.

NO WOMAN OF TITLE WOULD HAVE THE IDIOTIC FOP.

STILL THEY SEEM... QUITE A HAPPY COUPLE.

LOOKS CAN BE DECEIVING, MY DEAR.

PERCY, FASHIONABLY LATE AS USUAL.

SINK ME, YOUR HIGHNESS. 'TWAS THIS DAMNABLE CRAVAT.

SIMPLY REFUSED TO TIE.

I ASK YOU. LOOK AT THE THING. STICKIN' OUT LIKE A PIN CUSHION.

I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN, IT WOULD BE SOMETHING SERIOUS.

MY HUSBAND IS BEING NOBLE, YOUR HIGHNESS,

I FEAR I'M THE ONE TO BLAME.

WELL, IN THAT CASE, ALL IS FORGIVEN.

[CHUCKLING] NOW THEN,

HOW FARES OUR LOVELY FUGITIVE FROM FRANCE?

FUGITIVE, YOUR HIGHNESS? SAY, RATHER CAPTIVE.

SURELY YOU'RE NOT KEPT HERE BY FORCE, MADAME.

WHY, YES INDEED. BY THE FORCE OF MY ABIDING LOVE FOR MY HUSBAND,

AND BY YOUR HIGHNESS' GOOD FAVORS AND GENEROSITY.

GAD, PERCY, BUT I ENVY YOU.

YOU'D BETTER KEEP AN EYE ON HER, OTHERWISE I MIGHT

EXERCISE MY DROIT DE SEIGNEUR, AND STEAL HER AWAY.

[LAUGHING]

[INAUDIBLE WHISPERING]

MARGUERITE, PERCY! YOU'LL NEVER GUESS!

ANDREW HAS ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM

AND PAPA HAS GIVEN HIS CONSENT.

SINK ME, IF YOU DIDN'T GO AND DO IT.

- CONGRATULATIONS, OLD CHAP. - THANKS

OH, SUZANNE, I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU.

SUZANNE! I FORBID YOU TO HAVE ANYTHING

TO DO WITH THAT WOMAN.

MAMA! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

SHE HAS BLOOD ON HER HANDS.

WE HAVE JUST LEARNED THAT SHE DENOUNCED

THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR, AND SENT HIM AND HIS

- ENTIRE FAMILY TO THE GUILLOTINE! - MY DEAR COUNTESS, YOU REALLY MUSTN'T...

CAN YOU DENY IT, LADY BLAKENEY?

I REFUSE TO CONFIRM OR DENY SUCH ACCUSATIONS.

THIS IS NO TRAIL, AND YOU ARE NOT JUDGE.

TRUE, MADAME. GOD WILL BE YOUR JUDGE.

- WILL YOU SAY NOTHING, SIR? - FAITH, MADAME WHAT IS THERE TO SAY?

WILL YOU NOT EVEN DEFEND YOUR WIFE'S HONOR?

ODDS FISH, MY DEAR, WOULD YOU HAVE ME CHALLENGE THE POOR

COUNTESS TO A DUEL?

- COME COUNTESS. - THE MUSIC IS ABOUT TO START. - PLEASE

SO, MY DEAR, 'TWOULD SEEM YOU FINALLY FOUND A WAY

TO REPAY ST. CYR... AFTER ALL.

CAN YOU REALLY BELIEVE THAT?

CAN I...BELIEVE OTHERWISE?

OH, BETH,...WHAT CAN I DO? I'VE LOST MY HUSBAND'S LOVE

AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.

BUT PERCY WORSHIPS THE GROUND YOU WALK ON.

ONCE, PERHAPS.

BUT NOW HE PLAYS THE FOOL IN PRIVATE AS WELL AS IN PUBLIC.

OH, IT SEEMS TO TORMENT ME.

THERE ARE TIMES...WHEN I THINK THAT HE STILL LOVES ME.

MOMENTS WHEN I CATCH IT IN HIS EYES, A LOOK, A GLANCE.

WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE HIS DISDAIN?

GOODNIGHT, MY DEAR.

PLEASANT DREAMS.

STAY WITH ME TONIGHT.

ODD, MADAME, FAR TOO FATIGUED.

BESIDES, I HAVE A VERY EARLY APPOINTMENT IN LONDON, TOMORROW.

I DON'T WANT TO DISTURB YOU.

YOUR TAILORS, NO DOUBT.

BOOT MAKERS, TO BE PRECISE.

THESE PINCH SOMETHING MONSTROUS.

AND I DON�T' MUCH CARE FOR THE BUCKLE.

OH, PERCY, WHAT'S BECOME OF YOU?

WHERE IS THE MAN I MARRIED.

ODDS FISH, MY DEAR, YOU'RE LOOKIN' AT HIM.

NO. WHAT I SEE BEFORE ME IS A FACADE.

THE SHELL OF A MAN I ONCE KNEW.

THERE'S SOME ABSURD ROLE YOU'RE PLAYING. I DON'T KNOW WHY.

BUT I'M SURE IT IS. PERHAPS TO KEEP THE WORLD AT A DISTANCE

EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE SHUTTING ME OUT AS WELL.

YOU ONCE PROMISED ME, THAT I SHOULD COME TO KNOW

THE MAN BEHIND THE MASK, IN TIME.

I KNOW HIM LESS NOW THAN I DID THEN.

WELL. PERHAPS THERE'S NO MORE TO KNOW.

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT.

I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT.

THE MAN I FELL IN LOVE WITH STILL EXISTS SOMEWHERE.

I SHALL NEVER STOP LOVING HIM...NEVER.

GOODNIGHT, MY DEAR.

FOR SIR ANDREW, TIVERS.

VERY GOOD, SIR.

AND FOR THE COURIER, WHEN HE ARRIVES.

YES SIR.

[GUNSHOTS]

[CRY]

THESE WERE ALL THE PAPERS IN THE COURIERS POUCH?

YES, CITIZEN.

SO.

MY YOUNG ASSISTANT IS IN LEAGUE WITH THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

YOU DID WELL TO INTERCEPT THE COURIER.

SEND FOR ARMAND ST. JUST.

I FEAR FOR YOU IN PARIS.

OH, PERCY, DO PERSUADE HIM TO GIVE UP HIS POST AND STAY HERE.

HE COULD SEND FOR LOUISE, THEY COULD GET MARRIED

AND LIVE HERE IN ENGLAND.

WHAT A DREADFUL PROSPECT.

WHAT HAS POOR ARMAND DONE TO BE CONDEMNED TO MATRIMONY?

REALLY, PERCY. MUST YOU GO ON TORMENTING HER LIKE THIS?

ARE YOU NEVER GOING TO GIVE HER A CHANCE TO EXPLAIN HERSELF?

CONSIDER, ARMAND, IF IT IS TRUE THAT SHE BETRAYED ST. CYR,

SHE'S CAPABLE OF ALMOST ANY TREACHERY.

EVEN SPYING FOR CHAUVELIN.

YOU MUST ASK HER. WHAT PROOF HAVE YOU IN ANY OF THIS?

NOT ONCE IN ALL THE TIME SHE'S BEEN IN ENGLAND

HAS EVEN ATTEMPTED TO CONTACT CHAUVELIN.

I DARE NOT RISK IT.

NOTHING, NO ONE, IS MORE IMPORTANT THEN THE RESCUE

OF THE DAUPHIN AT THIS MOMENT.

NOT EVEN MARGUERITE.

IT GRIEVES ME TO SEE HER SO UNHAPPY.

TO KNOW THAT YOU HAVE CEASED TO LOVE HER.

CEASED?

I SHALL LOVE HER TILL THE DAY I DIE.

THAT IS THE TRAGEDY.

COME, I SHALL RIDE WITH YOU TO DOVER

THERE IS MUCH TO TALK ABOUT.

WHY IS CHAUVELIN SENDING YOU TO PARIS NOW?

I DON'T LIKE IT.

HOWEVER, PERHAPS WITH YOU IN PARIS WE CAN CREATE THE

INCIDENT WE NEED TO MAKE OUR MOVE.

[DOOR CLOSES]

MY, THIS IS INDEED A SURPRISE.

NOT TOO UNPLEASANT, I TRUST?

I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU SINCE YOU CAME TO LONDON.

WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE NOW?

IT'S A GOOD LIKENESS.

ESPECIALLY THE EYES.

HE'S CAUGHT THE FLASH AND FIRE OF THE EYES.

ALTHOUGH, HE'S MISSED THE SADNESS.

SADNESS?

APPARENTLY THE ARTIST HAS NOT PERCEIVED

WHAT ALL OF LONDON HAS ALREADY GUESSED.

AND WHAT MIGHT THAT BE?

THAT THE LADY IS UNHAPPY IN HER MARRIAGE.

A MAN IN YOUR POSITION SHOULD NOT LISTEN TO GOSSIP.

LOOK AT ME AND TELL ME, THAT YOU HUSBAND IS

MAN ENOUGH TO MAKE YOU HAPPY?

HAVE YOU COME HERE TO BE IMPERTINENT?

IF THE TRUTH IS IMPERTINENT.

YOU'RE A WOMAN OF GREAT PASSION. YOU DESERVE A MAN WHO CAN SATISFY

YOUR DESIRES.

HUH, AND YOU ARE SUGGESTING THAT YOU ARE SUCH A MAN?

I WAS GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU ONCE.

NEVER QUITE GOOD ENOUGH.

NOW, KINDLY STATE YOUR BUSINESS.

OR WAS IT YOUR BUSINESS TO SEDUCE THE WIFE OF

SIR PERCY BLAKENEY?

IN TRUTH, I CAME TO ENLIST YOUR AID.

TO HELP ME LEARN THE TRUE IDENTITY OF

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL?

WELL, YOU ASTONISH ME. WHERE IN THE WORLD

WOULD I LEARN SUCH A THING?

YOU ARE THE PIVOT OF SOCIAL LONDON.

YOU GO EVERYWHERE. YOU SEE EVERYTHING.

AND HEAR EVERYTHING.

EASY, MY FRIEND, ARE YOU ASKING ME TO SPY FOR YOU?

NO...FOR FRANCE.

OH! WHAT YOU PROPOSE IS DEPLORABLE!

WHOEVER THE MAN MAY BE, HE'S BRAVE, NOBLE AND COMPASSIONATE.

YOU REFUSE, THEN?

DID YOU REALLY BELIEVE, THAT I WOULD HELP YOU,

AFTER YOU MALICIOUSLY IMPLICATED ME IN THE DEATH

OF THE MARQUIS AND HIS FAMILY?

I WOULD RATHER GO TO YOUR BELOVED GUILLOTINE.

WOULD YOU HAVE YOUR BROTHER GO IN YOUR PLACE?

ARMAND, WHAT A JOKE.

HE IS IN LEAGUE WITH THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

WHY THAT'S PREPOSTEROUS.

I HAVE HERE IRREFUTABLE PROOF, AND I WILL USE IT,

UNLESS YOU DO YOUR DUTY AND COOPERATE.

THIS IS BLACKMAIL.

CALL IT WHAT YOU WILL. I WILL HAVE THE SCARLET

PIMPERNEL'S HEAD OR YOUR BROTHER'S!

[BREATHING HEAVILY] CONSIDER CAREFULLY.

I EXPECT YOUR DECISION THIS EVENING,

AT THE LORD GRENVILLE'S BALL.

IN THE MEANTIME, I ADVISE YOU TO KEEP SILENT.

SAY NOTHING OF THIS TO ANYONE.

NOT EVEN TO THAT FOOL YOU CALL YOUR HUSBAND!

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

FORGIVE ME, IF I STARTLED YOU, MADAME.

I MUST HAVE BEEN DAYDREAMING.

HOW LOVELY YOU LOOK.

HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE YOU'VE NOTICED ME AT ALL.

LOT, MADAME, I'D HAVE TO BE BLIND NOT TO NOTICE.

IN THAT GOWN, YOU'LL BE THE BELL OF THE BALL.

NOW, TELL ME, WHAT WAS IT YOU WERE DREAMING ABOUT,

WHEN I CAME IN JUST NOW?

PERCY, YOU'VE KNOWN SIR ANDREW FOR A LONG TIME, HAVEN'T YOU?

WE WENT TO SCHOOL TOGETHER, MADAME.

WHY DO YOU ASK?

I WAS JUST WONDERING IF HE MIGHT NOT BE THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

ANDREW? THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL?

MOST UNLIKELY, MY DEAR.

BUT, TELL ME, WHY THE SUDDEN INTEREST IN THE IDENTITY OF

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL?

OH, I HAVE NO MORE INTEREST THAN ANY OTHER WOMAN IN LONDON.

I WAGER YOUR FRIEND, CHAUVELIN, WOULD GIVE A GREAT DEAL TO KNOW.

IF FAITH, I SUSPECT THAT'S THE REASON HE CAME TO ENGLAND.

I'M SURPRISED HE HASN'T CONFIDED AS MUCH.

TO YOU, MY DEAR.

TO ME?

WHY, I HAVEN'T LAID EYES ON THE MAN SINCE HE ARRIVED.

ALTHOUGH, I'M SURE YOU ARE RIGHT.

WELL, IF ANYONE'S GOING TO CATCH THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL

IT WILL NOT BE CHAUVELIN.

AND WHY IS THAT?

WHY? ODDS FISH, MY DEAR, THE MAN CAN'T EVEN TIE HIS OWN CRAVAT.

REALLY, PERCY, IS THAT ALL YOU THINK ABOUT?

WHY AREN'T YOU THE KIND OF MAN A WOMAN CAN LOOK UP TO?

TURN TO IN TROUBLE.

TROUBLE, MY DEAR?

ARE YOU IN TROUBLE?

AND IF I WERE?

WHY YOU MIGHT TRY CONFIDING IN ME,

AS ONCE YOU USED TO.

WHAT'S THE USE.

WE DON'T EVEN SPEAK THE SAME LANGUAGE ANYMORE.

[BELL RINGS]

[DOOR OPENS]

PARDON, MADAME.

- THE COURIER? - MURDERED.

- COME WITH ME, CHIVERS. - YES, SIR.

THERE CAN BE NO DOUBT CHAUVELIN KNOWS ABOUT ARMAND.

HE MUST BE WARNED.

I WANT YOU TO TAKE THIS NOTE TO LORD DEWHURST, AT ONCE.

TELL HIM TO GIVE IT TO SIR ANDREW AT THE BALL,

AND THEN DESTROY IT.

[TRUMPETS SOUND ARRIVAL OF THE PRINCE OF WALES]

HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS, THE PRINCE OF WALES.

SIR PERCIVAL BLAKENEY AND LADY BLAKENEY.

- YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS. - LADY GRANVILLE.

OF COURSE YOU KNOW SIR PERCY AND LADY BLAKENEY,

LORD AND LADY GRANVILLE.

MY DAUGHTERS, ELIZABETH AND ALICE ELLEN.

CHARMING. REALLY, QUITE CHARMING.

[CHUCKLING]

OH, CONTINUE, PLEASE CONTINUE.

AH, THE TWO LOVEBIRDS, AT LAST.

- COUNTESS. - YES, YOU MUST HAVE SOME CHAMPAGNE.

ISN'T IT EXCITING!

ANDREW, HERE.

I SHALL EXPECT YOU TO DANCE EVERY DANCE WITH ME.

I MUST PRESERVE AT LEAST ONE DANCE FOR HIM.

THANK YOU.

SINK ME, I'M FAR TOO EMBARRASSED.

IF YOU INSIST.

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL. BY SIR PERCIVAL BLAKENEY, BARONET.

[SHOUTS OF BRAVO]

NO, NO, THAT'S JUST THE TITLE.

[LAUGHTER]

THEY SEEK HIM H'YERE.

THEY SEEK HIM THERE.

THOSE FRENCHIES SEEK HIM EVERYWHERE.

IS HE IN HEAVEN?

OR IS HE IN...HELL?

THAT DAMNED, ELUSIVE, PIMPERNEL.

[LAUGHTER AND APPLAUSE]

OH, THIS IS COMMENDABLE, PERCY. IT REALLY IS MOST COMMENDABLE.

I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU DID IT.

THE PRETTY THING RHYMES IN FOUR PLACES, DON'T YOU SEE?

AND IF A RHYME RHYMES, IT MAKES A POEM.

IF YOU FOLLOW ME.

AS IT WERE CRYSTAL CLEAR,

MY DEAR!

[LAUGHTER]

MAY IT PLEASE YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS,

YOUR GRACES, MY LORDS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

PRAY TAKE YOUR PLACES FOR THE MINUET.

LADY BLAKENEY,

WOULD YOU DO ME THE HONOR.

WITH YOUR PERMISSION.

DON'T FORGET MONSIEUR CHAUVELIN, THE JIG IS MINE.

[GASPING] THE FRENCH ARE SUCH SUPERB DANCERS. HEH, HEH.

HAVE YOU MADE YOUR DECISION?

YOU LEAVE ME LITTLE CHOICE.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?

YOUR FRIEND SIR ANDREW FFOULKES HAS A NOTE TUCKED IN HIS SLEEVE.

FIND OUT WHAT IT SAYS.

BUT, HOW?

I LEAVE THAT TO YOUR INGENUITY AS A CONSUMMATE ACTRESS.

YOU KNOW, YOU REALLY SHOULD BE DANCING WITH HER

YOURSELF, MY DEAR FELLOW.

YOU'LL FORGIVE ME, SIR, BUT I DO FIND THE MINUET

RATHER TEDIOUS.

IN THAT CASE, WHAT ABOUT THAT GAME OF HAZARD

YOU PROMISED ME?

SPLENDID, BUT I MUST WARN YOU, SIR.

I DO FEEL DEVILISH LUCKY TONIGHT.

DAMNATION, UH, HUH.

PRAY, TAKE YOUR PLACES FOR THE ALLEMANDE.

YOU MUSTN�T MONOPOLIZE HIM, SUZANNE, OTHERWISE EVERYONE

WILL THINK YOU'RE AFRAID HE'LL STRAY.

COME ALONG, ANDREW.

WHEW! OH! AH.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

- [GASP] - MARGUERITE!

I THINK IT'S JUST THE HEAT.

OH!

THANK YOU, ANDREW.

[SIGH] I DON'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME.

PERHAPS I'LL FETCH PERCY.

NO, DON'T LEAVE ME.

I ONLY NEED TO CLOSE MY EYES FOR A MOMENT OR TWO.

[WHOOH]

[SIGH]

AHHHH.

HOW CLEVER OF YOU.

UM, ALMOST AS GOOD AS A BURNT FEATHER FOR GIDDINESS.

[SIGH]

THERE!

I ALMOST FEEL BETTER ALREADY.

- OH, DEAR. - OH!

LET ME DO IT.

THERE'S NO HARM DONE.

ONE MOMENT MORE, AND I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN THE LADY'S NAME.

LADY?

OR A DUCHESS, PERHAPS?

FOR SHAME, ANDREW.

ENTERTAINING LOVE NOTES FROM SECRET ADMIRERS

BEHIND SUZANNE'S BACK.

WHAT WILL SHE SAY?

THERE WAS ONLY A FRAGMENT LEFT BY TIME I GOT AT IT.

COULD YOU MAKE ANYTHING OUT?

IT SAID, 'WE LEAVE FOR FRANCE TONIGHT.

MEET ME IN THE LIBRARY AT MIDNIGHT FOR YOU INSTRUCTIONS.'

AND THE SIGNATURE? HOW WAS IT SIGNED?

NOT SIGNED.

IT WAS ONLY THE SYMBOL OF A SMALL FLOWER.

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

IN THE LIBRARY, AT MIDNIGHT.

YOU'VE DONE WELL, MY DEAR,

VERY WELL, INDEED.

REMARKABLE, HOW WE COMPLEMENT EACH OTHER.

BUT THEN WE ALWAYS DID.

SO THIS IS WHERE YOU'RE HIDING.

YOU PROMISED ME THE NEXT JIG,

YOU NAUGHTY BOY.

FORGIVE ME, MY DEAR. I SHALL RETURN HIM SHORTLY.

[CLOCK CHIMES]

[CREAKING SOUND]

WHO'S THERE?

DO NOT TURN AROUND.

YOU MUST NOT TURN AROUND.

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

HOW DID YOU KNOW I WAS HERE?

I TRICKED SIR ANDREW AND READ YOUR NOTE.

WHY DID YOU COME?

TO WARN YOU.

CHAUVELIN KNOWS THAT YOU'LL BE IN THIS ROOM AT MIDNIGHT.

YOU TOLD HIM?

I HAD TO.

TO SAVE MY BROTHER.

HE THREATENED TO HAVE ARMAND ARRESTED UNLESS

I HELPED HIM TO DISCOVER YOUR IDENTITY.

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS NOW?

BECAUSE I COULD NEVER LIVE WITH MYSELF KNOWING

THAT I WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR DEATH.

WHAT IS ONE MORE LIFE TO YOU?

YOU ALREADY HAVE THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR AND HIS FAMILY TO YOUR CREDIT.

THAT'S NOT TRUE!

CHAUVELIN DECEIVED ME,

BECAUSE I SPURNED HIM FOR ANOTHER.

HE MALICIOUSLY PUT MY NAME ON THE ARREST WARRANT AS INFORMER.

I COULD NEVER HAVE SENT THE MARQUIS AND HIS FAMILY

TO THEIR DEATHS, ANYMORE THAN I CAN NOW LET YOU DIE

BECAUSE OF ME.

IF THIS IS TRUE, YOU ARE A VERY BRAVE WOMAN

FOR COMING HERE.

I'M A FOOL.

IF CHAUVELIN FOUNDS OUT, IT COULD COST MY BROTHER'S LIFE.

NO HARM WILL EVER COME TO YOUR BROTHER,

AS LONG AS I LIVE.

CAN I BELIEVE THAT?

I GIVE YOU...MY WORD.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

WON'T YOU TELL ME?

A PHANTOM, MY LADY, NOTHING MORE THAN A PHANTOM.

NO. YOU'RE VERY REAL TO ME.

AS REAL AS LIFE ITSELF.

HOW STRONGLY CLOSE YOU FEEL TO ME.

WE ARE SO NEAR, I CAN FEEL YOUR WARMTH.

TOUCH ME,

SO THAT I MAY KNOW THAT YOU ARE REAL.

[CLOCK STRIKES]

CHAUVELIN!

[CLOCK CHIMES 12]

HE MUST NOT FIND YOU HERE.

QUICKLY. THE WINDOW.

BUT, WHAT'S TO KEEP...

DAMN!

[SNORING]

PERCY!

WHAT HAPPENED?

WHAT WAS CHAUVELIN AFTER?

HE WAS LOOKING FOR THE SCARLET PIMPENEL.

I PRAY HE FOUND A FOOL.

BUT NOW WE MUST TAKE GREATER CARE THAN EVER.

TONY, WE SAIL FOR FRANCE TONIGHT.

ARMAND'S LIFE IS IN DANGER.

BUT WHAT OF THE REST OF US?

I SHALL SEND WORD THE MOMENT IT IS SAFE FOR YOU TO JOIN US.

MY YACHT IS ANCHORED AT DOVER,

AND WE MUST SAIL WITH THE TIDE.

UH, WHAT SHALL I TELL MARGUERITE?

TELL HER I LOVE HER, MORE THAN EVER.

PAUL, YOU'RE LEAVING.

DOES THAT MEN YOU'RE SUCCESSFUL?

I COULD NOT BE MORE DELIGHTED, MY DEAR.

I SAIL TOMORROW FOR FRANCE, WHERE I SHALL FINISH THE

SCARLET PIMPERNEL ONCE AND FOR ALL.

DIDN'T YOU FIND OUT WHAT YOU WANTED TO KNOW?

EVERYTHING.

OH, BY THE WAY, MY DEAR, I FOUND THIS IN THE LIBRARY.

OH, CARELESS OF YOU TO HAVE DROPPED IT.

PAUL, WHAT ABOUT OUR BARGAIN?

OH, YOU'LL HAVE YOUR BROTHER BACK ALIVE

ONLY WHEN I HAVE CAUGHT THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL,

HERE OR IN FRANCE.

THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU INTERFERE AGAIN.

CHIVERS! WHERE'S SIR PERCY?

I MUST SPEAK TO HIM AT ONCE.

HE'S GONE, MY LADY.

GONE? WHERE TO?

THERE'S A NOTE FOR YOU IN THE LIBRARY.

IN THE NORTH COUNTRY? IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT?

HOW BIZARRE.

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

PERCY.

OH, GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE?

SHE MOLLYCODDLES THE BOY.

A PILLOW FOR HIS ROYAL HEAD. SHOES FOR HIS ROYAL FEET!

NEXT SHE'LL BE TURNING OVER THE CROWN TO THE LITTLE BRAT!

WHAT CAN YOU EXPECT FROM A WOMAN, CITIZEN ST. JUST?

HA, HA, SHE'S SOFT IN THE HEAD.

BUT I CAN ASSURE YOU MADAME DUVAL IS AS TRUSTWORTHY

AS HER HUSBAND.

TRUSTWORTHY? HA.

I'M NOT SO SURE EITHER IS TRUSTWORTHY.

I HEAR THE MAN IS IN DEBT, AND THAT MAKES HIM

RIPE FOR BRIBERY.

BRIBERY?

WELL, THOSE BENT ON RESCUING THE BOY,

WOULD BE WILLING TO PAY HANDSOMELY.

DUVAL AND HIS WIFE WILL BE REPLACED

- AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. - COME ON.

VERY WISE.

DEATH, ROBBING MY EYES OF LIGHT, WILL GIVE BACK TO THE SUN

IT'S UNTARNISHED PURITY!

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERS]

A WORD, MY FRIEND.

AH, WILL IT WAIT?

- MADEMOISELLE LONGET... - I HAVE RECEIVED INFORMATION,

THAT CHAUVELIN HAS SENT A SECRET COMMUNIQU�

FROM LONDON CONCERNING YOU.

CONCERNING ME?

CHAUVELIN KNOWS THAT YOU ARE IN LEAGUE WITH

THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

I? IN LEAGUE WITH THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL?

OH, REALLY, BARON, SOMEONE HAS BEEN TEASING YOU.

AH, YOU'RE PLAYING A VERY DANGEROUS GAME,

MONSIEUR ARMAND ST. JUST.

NOW, WHY NOT TELL YOUR SCARLET PIMPERNEL TO LEAVE

THE RESCUE OF THE DAUPHIN TO THE FRENCH LOYALISTS?

AFTER ALL, THEY HAVE A FAR MORE LEGITIMATE CLAIM

TO HIM THAN THE ENGLISH HAVE.

IF I KNEW THE IDENTITY OF THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL,

AND I DO NOT, HE WOULD LAUGH IN MY FACE.

HE MUST KNOW YOU WANT THE BOY FOR YOURSELF.

I?

SO THAT YOU CAN COLLECT THE GOLD THAT AWAITS

YOU IN VIENNA, WHEN YOU DELIVER THE HEIR TO THE

FRENCH THRONE TO YOUR AUSTRIAN FRIENDS.

HM?

AND DID THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL TELL YOU THAT?

OF COURSE NOT. HE'S NOT EVEN IN PARIS.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORD OF WARNING, BARON.

AND NOW, IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME,

I DON'T LIKE TO KEEP MADEMOISELLE LONGET WAITING.

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

OPEN, IN THE NAME OF THE REPUBLIC.

THE VERY IDEA. DISTURBING DECENT CITIZENS

WITH ALL THAT NOISE.

WHERE IS MADEMOISELLE LONGET?

WHERE ELSE WOULD SHE BE AT HIS UNGODLY HOUR?

IN HER BOUDOIR.

WHY, IT'S ALFONSE PONCEAU!

FORGIVE ME MY DEAR, BUT HE INSISTED.

THAT'S QUITE ALL RIGHT, AUNT LULU.

MONSIEUR PONCEAU AND I ARE OLD FRIENDS.

IT'S A TRIFLE EARLY FOR A SOCIAL CALL, MONSIEUR.

THIS IS NOT A SOCIAL CALL, MADEMOISELLE.

I AM HERE TO ARREST THE MAN IN YOUR BOUDOIR.

OH, THERE MUST BE SOME MISTAKE.

HA, HA, ARREST! CITIZEN ST. JUST!

THE WARRANT WAS SIGNED BY CITIZEN CHAUVELIN, HIMSELF,

WHEN HE RETURNED FROM LONDON THIS VERY MORNING.

HE MEANS TO ARREST HIS OWN SUPERIOR? A MAN AS IMPORTANT AS

CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE?

SUPERIOR?

DID YOU SAY YOU WERE HERE TO ARREST LOUIS ST. JUST?

LOUIS ST. JUST? I AM HERE TO ARREST ARMAND ST. JUST.

SEE HERE.

OH, THAT EXPLAINS IT. THE GENTLEMAN IN MY BOUDOIR

IS NOT ARMAND ST. JUST, BUT LOUIS, HIS DISTINGUISHED COUSIN.

DID YOU SAY, THAT IN THAT ROOM AT THIS MOMENT, SLEEPS ONE OF THE MOST

POWERFUL MEN IN FRANCE?

WELL, IF THAT IS THE PERSON YOU WISH, SHALL I GO...

NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. WHY DISTURB THE CITIZEN

IF HE'S ASLEEP. I'LL JUST LEAVE, QUIETLY.

NO NEED EVEN TO MENTION THIS LITTLE INCIDENT.

SUCH A BUSY MAN. SO MANY IMPORTANT THINGS ON HIS MIND.

PLEASE, [GASP], JUST PRETEND I WAS HERE ON A MISUNDERSTANDING,

THAT IS ALL.

COME ALONG, YOU IDIOTS.

YOU WERE WONDERFUL.

WHEN HE REALIZES HIS MISTAKE THEY'LL BE BACK.

YOU MUST LEAVE PARIS IMMEDIATELY.

NOT WITH A FEAR. YOU'RE COMING WITH ME TO ENGLAND.

BE READY AT MIDDAY TOMORROW, AND I'LL RETURN TO FETCH YOU THEN.

IT'S TOO DANGEROUS. THEY'LL BE WATCHING THE HOUSE.

NOW GO!

NO. NOT THAT WAY. THEY'LL BE WATCHING THE HOUSE.

USE THE ROOF.

TILL MIDDAY.

IMBECILE! LOUIS ST. JUST IS AS CELIBATE AS A MONK.

I DOUBT IF HE'S SLEPT WITH HIS OWN WIFE IN TEN YEARS.

SHE'S TAKEN YOU FOR THE FOOL YOU ARE.

I SHALL RETURN AT ONCE AND MAKE THE ARREST.

OH, HE'S LONG GONE BY NOW.

- BUT THE... - I'LL HANDLE THIS MYSELF. - BUT HE... - PONCEAU - BUT I REALLY... - GET OUT!

[SIGH]

GO TO THE RESIDENCE OF MADEMOISELLE LONGET,

INFORM ME THE MINUTE ARMAND ST. JUST SHOWS HIS FACE.

ARMAND ST. JUST.

DUVAL, THE DAUPHIN'S JAILOR AND HIS WIFE WILL BE REPLACED TOMORROW.

SO...AT LONG LAST, WE CAN MAKE OUR MOVE.

THANKS TO YOU, MY DEAR ARMAND.

NOW LISTEN CAREFULLY.

THE BOY WILL BE BROUGHT TO THE RENDEZVOUS POINT

OUTSIDE PARIS...HERE,

WHERE ARMAND WILL BE WAITING, PRECISELY AT MIDDAY.

THE TIMING IS CRUCIAL.

ONE SLIP...AND WE CAN HAVE HALF THE REVOLUTIONARY

FORCE OF FRANCE ON OUR HEELS.

FROM THERE, HE WILL BE TAKEN TO THE TRANSFER POINT,

WHERE TONY WILL BE WAITING WITH THE HORSES.

TONY TAKES HIM ON TO MONT ST. PIERRE,

WHILST YOU RIDE ON TO CALAIS.

YOU BRING THE YACHT... TO THE RENDEZVOUS POINT...HERE.

WHERE YOU WAIT,

ONLY UNTIL THE BOY IS SAFELY ON BOARD,

AND THEN ON THE FIRST AVAILABLE TIDE

SAIL FOR ENGLAND.

WHERE YOU, MY DEAR ARMAND, MUST STAY. IT IS NO LONGER SAFE FOR YOU IN PARIS.

UGH! IS IT SAFE FOR ANY OF US?

YOU TOOK AN OATH OF UNQUESTIONING OBEDIENCE

WHEN YOU JOINED US.

BUT I GAVE MY WORD TO LOUISE!

IT IS YOUR WORD TO THE LEAGUE THAT CONCERNS ME NOW.

PERCY, LET ME GO BACK AND BRING HER TO ENGLAND.

OUT OF THE QUESTION.

HOW CAN YOU BE SO UNFEELING?

YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THE MEANING OF LOVE.

YOU MUST LEARN TO TRUST ME, MY FRIEND.

DO NOT TROUBLE YOU HEAD WITH THOUGHTS OF LOUISE.

I WILL SEE THAT SHE IS SAFE.

WILL YOU BRING HER BACK TO ENGLAND?

I GIVE YOU MY WORD.

[SIGH]

NOW. GET SOME REST.

BY THE WAY. YOU'RE WRONG ABOUT MY NOT KNOWING

THE MEANING OF LOVE... QUITE WRONG.

I SHOULD NEVER HAVE ALLOWED YOU TO COME ALONG.

IT'S FAR TOO DANGEROUS.

I WOULD GLADLY FACE ANY DANGER TO SAVE PERCY.

I LOVE HIM MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF. I KNOW THAT NOW.

I CAN ONLY PRAY THAT I'M DOING THE RIGHT THING.

HAD YOU HESITATED, HE WOULD SURELY HAVE GONE TO THE GUILLOTINE.

LOOK, CALAIS.

WE'LL LAND MY NIGHTFALL.

AREN'T YOU GOING TO STOP HIM?

NO.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

RIDE.

GIDDY-UP

TYRONE. TYRONE!

TYRONE, TAKE CARE OF THAT TRAY.

THAT BELONGED TO MY GRANDMOTHER.

CITIZEN, CERONE, TO YOU, MATE.

THIS WAY.

WELL, THEY'RE NOW WELCOME TO THE BRAT.

HUH, LET'S SEE HOW LONG THE NEXT MAN LASTS.

COME ON, LET'S GET OUTTA HERE.

WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF OUR FURNITURE?

AH, THE LACKEY'L MANAGE. YOU'VE GIVEN 'EM THE GATE PASS

AND THE ADDRESS?

UH, YEAH, I KNOW, I KNOW.

RUE DE BECK ST. CLAIR...

NOW, YOU MAKE SURE YOU GET THERE 'FORE DARK.

AW RIGHT, AW RIGHT.

HI! UP!

[HORSE WHINNY]

AS SOON AS THE LACKEY HAS THE APARTMENT CLEAR,

YOU AND YOUR WIFE CAN MOVE YOU THINGS IN, CITIZEN JOURNO.

WELL, MAKE WAY, THEN, MAKE WAY.

MADAME DUVAL'S PRECIOUS CHINA, THIS IS, YEAH.

GIDDAP, THEN.

THESE WILL BE YOUR QUARTERS,

AND IN HERE YOU'LL FIND THE BRAT.

I WARN YOU. HE'S A HANDFUL.

YOU LEAVE HIM TO ME AND MY MRS.

HE'LL TOE THE LINE, HE WILL.

PAPERS.

THIS PASS IS SIGNED BY CITIZEN FOUQUET.

THE GOVERNOR OF THE TEMPLE PRISON!

THE VERY SAME, SERGEANT. THE VERY SAME.

RIGHT. PASS!

GATES!

...SPECIFIC INSTRUCTIONS TO INFORM ME IF THERE'S

ANY CHANGE IN THE JAILORS.

ON MY WORD, CITIZEN. HE WAS SLEEPING LIKE A BABE

THE LAST TIME I LOOKED IN.

JUST AS HE IS NOW. LOOK FOR YOURSELF.

WHAT PROMPTED YOU TO MAKE THIS SUDDEN CHANGE?

WELL, WHEN I RECEIVED YOUR WARNING ABOUT DUVAL.

I GAVE NO WARNING.

ST. JUST. OPEN THAT DOOR.

I SAID OPEN IT!

[KEYS JANGLE; DOOR OPENS]

UGH.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE SOME MAGIC?

HUH?

ALL RIGHT, THEN.

WATCH THIS.

HAH. HAH.

UH HUH.

LET THAT BE A LESSON TO YOU, SIR.

NEVER TAKE ANYONE FOR GRANTED.

GATES!

CLEAR THE WAY!

DOWN ON THE FLOOR, SIR.

WE ARE IN FOR A RUN.

GIDDAP!

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

OH!

RIGHT. SPREAD OUT AND SEARCH THE WOODS,

THEY CAN'T HAVE GONE FAR.

THEY MUST HAVE CROSSED THE RIVER

SEARCH THE OTHER SIDE.

GOOD GOD, MAN, HOLD YOU'RE FIRE!

PERCY.

I'VE HAD MY FAIR SHARE FOR ONE DAY.

YOU MUST TAKE THE BOY ON TO MONT ST. PIERRE.

FIND SOME WAY TO NOTIFY THE CAPTAIN OF MY SHIP

THAT THE PLANS HAVE CHANGED.

MEANWHILE I'LL RETURN TO PARIS.

MY DEAR CHAP, YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY...

ARMAND DIDN'T ARRIVE.

HE MUST BE IN TROUBLE.

I CANNOT DESERT HIM NOW.

RIGHT, PERCY.

AND UP.

GOD SPEED, YOUR HIGHNESS.

[HORSE WHINNY]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

A GENTLEMAN ASKED ME TO GIVE YOU THIS.

TELL HIM IT'S SAFE TO COME IN.

SHE SAYS IT'S SAFE.

THANK YOU.

QUICKLY, MONSIEUR, COME WITH ME.

IN THERE.

MADEMOISELLE LONGET.

PLEASE FORGIVE HIM, SIR PERCY.

NO MATTER.

I TOO UNDERSTAND THE STRENGTH OF LOVE.

[CLEARING THROAT]

GOOD DAY, SIR PERCY.

I REALIZED THAT YOUR NOBLESSE OBLIGE WOULD NOT

PERMIT YOU TO ABANDON ONE OF YOUR MEN.

I'M SORRY, PERCY.

SINK ME, IF YOU AREN'T RIGHT,

FOR A CHANGE.

BUT THEN, TWO NO ACCOUNT FELLOWS LIKE US

IN EXCHANGE FOR ONE ROYAL PRINCE

WOULD SEEM TO BE A FAIR EXCHANGE,

DON'T YOU THINK?

AMAZING, HOW A MERE LAD CAN SLIP THROUGH YOUR

FINGERS SO EASILY. HUH?

- I'LL WAGER, THERE'LL BE THE DEVIL TO PAY,

WHEN YOUR COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY

DISCOVERS THAT HE LEFT THE COUNTRY.

OH, HAS HE LEFT THE COUNTRY? MY UNDERSTANDING WAS

THERE WAS SOME PROBLEM IN GETTING AWAY.

NO. NO. NO. IT'S DONE LIKE THIS. NOW'S YOUR CHANCE!

VERY FOOLISH, SIR PERCY.

GAD, SIR, NOBLESS OBLIGE.

[DOOR OPENS]

LADY BLAKENEY. WHAT A DELIGHTFUL SURPRISE.

I SERIOUSLY DOUBT THAT.

I HAD HEARD, UNOFFICIALLY OF COURSE, THAT YOU WERE IN PARIS.

PLEASE, WON'T YOU TAKE A SEAT?

I SHALL MAKE THIS BRIEF.

I'M HERE ON BEHALF OF MY HUSBAND. THIS IS A PETITION OF CLEMENCY,

SIGNED BY THE PRINCE OF WALES.

NO, UNLESS YOU WISH ME TO TAKE IT TO ROBESPIERRE, HIMSELF.

I DEMAND THAT YOU LET ME SEE MY HUSBAND AT ONCE.

[SIGH]

THERE'S NO NEED FOR ALL THAT.

YOU HAD BUT TO ASK.

YOU HAVE A VISITOR.

MARGUERITE.

HELLO, SIR PERCY.

TWO MINUTES.

REMEMBER MY CONDITIONS.

[DOOR CLOSES AND LOCKS]

OH, MY DARLING!

HOW I PRAYED YOU WOULD COME.

MY DARLING, CAN YOU EVER FORGIVE ME FOR DOUBTING YOU?

OH, IT IS I WHO MUST BEG YOUR FORGIVENESS.

CHAUVELIN SAYS HE WILL RELEASE YOU IF YOU

TELL HIM THE DAUPHIN'S WHEREABOUTS.

IF NOT... OH, PERCY, I COULDN'T BEAR

TO LOSE YOU NOW.

YOU KNEW THE NEXT FEW DAYS WILL BE THE WORST

POSSIBLE, DON'T YOU?

TELL THEM.

TELL THEM WHAT THEY WANT TO KNOW.

MY DARLING, I CANNOT.

YOU MUST NOT ASK ME.

THEN WE MUST FIND A WAY TO GET YOU OUT OF

THIS DREADFUL PLACE.

THERE MAY BE A WAY.

NOW LISTEN CAREFULLY.

THERE'S NOT ENOUGH TIME TO REPEAT ANYTHING.

THE LIFE OF THE DAUPHIN AND ALL MY MEN MAY DEPEND

ON YOUR ABILITY TO EXECUTE MY ORDERS

TO THE LETTER.

QUICKLY, PUT THIS ON.

YOU WILL NEED IT IN ORDER TO CARRY OUT MY INSTRUCTIONS.

WHO WOULD HAVE IMAGINED THAT ONE DAY I WOULD BE

IN LEAGUE WITH THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

I WAS SO SURE HE WANTED THE BOY FOR ENGLAND.

HE WANTS THE BOY TO LIVE.

AND YOU ARE NOW THE ONLY GUARANTEE OF THAT.

THESE ORDERS WILL RELEASE THE DAUPHIN TO YOUR CUSTODY.

DELIVER THEM TO LORD ANTHONY DEWHURST,

AT THE ISLAND FORTRESS OF MONT ST. PIERRE.

AFTER THAT, YOU HAVE UNTIL TOMORROW NIGHTFALL

TO GET THE BOY ACROSS THE BORDER.

HUH, BUT, I NEED MORE TIME THAN THAT.

THERE ARE ARRANGEMENTS TO BE MADE. THE DRIVE'S LONG AND HOT.

TOMORROW AT NIGHTFALL. I CAN OFFER YOU NO MORE.

[DOOR CLOSES]

AT LAST YOU'RE TALKING SENSE.

ONE CONDITION, MY DEAR CHAUVELIN.

MY WIFE, HER BROTHER AND ALL MY MEN MUST BE

GUARANTEED SAFE CONDUCT BACK TO ENGLAND.

AS SOON AS I HAVE THE BOY.

WHERE IS HE?

I'M AFRAID I CANNOT TELL YOU THAT.

I MUST LEAD YOU TO HIM PERSONALLY.

MY MEN WILL ONLY RELEASE HIM IN EXCHANGE FOR ME.

AGREED.

A LITTLE MATTER OF LOYALTY, YOU UNDERSTAND.

OF COURSE.

ONE OTHER MATTER.

A CHANGE OF LINEN, PERHAPS.

HE TAKES YOU FOR A FOOL, CHAUVELIN.

MY DEAR FOUQUET, IF IT BECOMES INEVITABLE

THAT I SHOULD TAKE A RIDE ON THE TUMBREL

I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT I INTEND TO GO PROPERLY DRESSED.

HE CAN SCHEME ALL HE LIKES.

GUARD!

[DOOR OPENS]

HOSTAGES? HOW NOBLE YOU ARE.

YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE TO SCHEME, SIR PERCY.

YOU AND I WILL TRAVEL TOGETHER. THEY WILL FOLLOW IN THE COACH BEHIND.

ANY TRICKERY, MY FRIEND, AND THEY DIE.

ALL I ASK IS, THAT YOU LEAD ME TO THE BOY.

BARON DE BATZ, MY LORD.

LOUIS!

YOUR HIGHNESS,

THIS GENTLEMAN IS THE BARON DE BATZ.

HE'S GOING TO TAKE ACROSS THE NORTHERN FRONTIER

AND FROM THERE INTO AUSTRIA.

YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS.

YOU HAVE MANY FRIENDS IN MY COUNTRY,

WHO WILL HELP YOU TO RECLAIM THE THRONE

WHICH HAS BEEN SO CRUELLY DENIED YOU.

COME.

I WISH YOU BOTH A SAFE JOURNEY.

GODSPEED!

CITIZEN!

TAKE HALF YOU MEN AND GO ON AHEAD. SIGNAL IF ALL IS WELL

YES, CITIZEN.

YOU MEN, FOLLOW ME.

TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE.

THE DAUPHIN AND THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

MY SEAT ON THE COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY IS ASSURED.

THANKS TO YOUR PRIMITIVE SENSE OF NOBLESS OBLIGE.

PRIMITIVE? MY DEAR CHAUVELIN. I SHALL TAKE IT ANY DAY

OVER YOUR NEW ORDER.

A SIGNAL FROM THE FORTRESS, CITIZEN. ALL'S CLEAR.

THANK YOU, CORPORAL.

YOU AND YOUR MEN REMAIN HERE. MAKE SURE THAT NOBODY LEAVES

THE ISLAND WITHOUT ME.

IF I'M NOT BACK WITHIN THE HOUR. COME IN AND FETCH ME.

YES, CITIZEN.

ONWARD, DRIVER!

GONE? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, THEY'VE GONE?

THAT'S JUST IT, SIR, THE BOY, THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL'S MEN, ALL FLOWN.

THIS MAN SAYS HE MAY HAVE OVERHEARD WHAT WAS HAPPENING.

THEN WHERE HAVE THEY GONE. SPEAK UP.

TO TAKE THE BOY ACROSS THE SOUTHERN FRONTIER INTO SPAIN,

AND THENCE TO ENGLAND.

ENGLAND.

JUST AS I THOUGHT.

THIS IS YOUR DOING.

TAKE THIS SPY INTO THE COURTYARD AND EXECUTE

HIM AT ONCE.

NO!

I HAVE ONLY ONE LAST REQUEST, CHAUVELIN.

YES.

SPARE MY WIFE.

ALLOW HER TO GO FREE.

OH, SHE WILL BE FREE, BUT ONLY AFTER YOU ARE DEAD.

TAKE HIM AWAY.

NO PLEASE!

LET ME DIE WITH YOU.

MY DARLING. WHAT I AM ABOUT TO DO IS FOR THE BEST.

TRUST ME.

THIS ONE LAST TIME.

WITHOUT QUESTION.

I SHALL BE BACK, MY DEAR CHAUVELIN. I SHALL RETURN

TO HAUNT YOU.

DETAIL, LEFT TURN. FORWARD!

[THE SOUND OF WIND BLOWING]

DETAIL...HALT!

FACE FRONT.

READY.

AIM!

FIRE, DAMN YOU, FIRE.

FIRE! [GUNSHOT VOLLEY] PERCY!

CAPTAIN.

SIR.

TAKE THESE TWO PRISONERS BACK TO THEIR COACH.

YES, SIR.

THEY WILL BE RETURNED TO PARIS. THERE TO BE TRIED AND EXECUTED

FOR TREASON.

I'M...NOT AFRAID TO DIE, CHAUVELIN.

BUT YOU GAVE YOUR WORD THAT MARGUERITE WOULD GO FREE.

BUT AN OATH TO A SCOUNDREL IS MEANINGLESS.

SINK ME, I COULDN'T AGREE MORE.

NO, NO, NO, MY DEAR CHAUVELIN. NEVER FEAR. YOU ARE NOT LOOKING

UPON A GHOST.

BUT ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE YOUR SOLDIERS:

LORD ANTHONY DEWHURST,

SIR ANDREW FFOULKES,

LORD TIMOTHY HASTINGS,

AND THE LEAGUE OF THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.

SOMETHING TELLS ME, THAT YOU'RE WONDERING WHAT HAPPENED

TO THE MEN YOU SENT ON AHEAD.

HMM?

[DOOR OPENS]

VOILA. [MUFFLED SOUNDS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

I'M SURPRISED, MY DEAR CHAUVELIN, THAT YOU DIDN'T

NOTICE THEIR ILL-FITTING UNIFORMS.

BUT THEN FASHION NEVER WAS YOUR FORTE...WAS IT?

BUT WHY THIS CHARADE, THIS MOCK EXECUTION?

MY DEAR CHAP, I NEVER WOULD OF DREAMT OF DEPRIVING YOU

OF YOUR MOMENT OF TRIUMPH.

ALAS, A MOMENT WAS ALL I COULD SPARE.

- MY CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU, SIR PERCY.

AS ALWAYS EVERYTHING PLANNED DOWN TO THE LAST DETAIL.

ONLY THIS TIME, YOU HAVE OVERLOOKED ONE LITTLE THING.

THERE IS NO WAY OFF THIS ISLAND EXCEPT BACK OVER THE CAUSEWAY.

AND IF YOU CARE TO LOOK OUT OF THAT WINDOW,

YOU WILL SEE MY MEN, MY OWN MEN, STANDING GUARD.

SINK ME.

SO THEY ARE.

BUT THEN, IF YOU WOULD CARE TO LOOK OUT OF THAT WINDOW,

YOU WOULD SEE ME YACHT, THE DAYDREAM, WAITING JUST

OFFSHORE TO TAKE LADY BLAKENEY, ARMAND AND

MY MEN SAFELY BACK TO ENGLAND.

MY HAT IS OFF TO YOU, SIR PERCY.

YOU'VE DONE IT AGAIN.

PERCY!

A GENTLEMAN...ALWAYS... REMOVES HIS COAT!

STAND AWAY!

THIS PLEASURE... IS ALL MINE.

[CLINK]

[CRASH]

HUH.

HUH.

HUH.

UGH.

OH!.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

UHH.

UGH!

WELL, FINISH IT OFF, MAN, OR DO YOU LACK THE COURAGE?

[BREATHING HEAVILY] I ALWAYS LIKE TO GIVE A MAN

A SPORTING CHANCE.

OH, THE ENGLISH, AND THEIR STUPID SENSE OF FAIR PLAY.

EXACTLY SO! MY DEAR CHAUVELIN.

[GASP] WHICH IS WHY I THINK,

IN YOUR CASE, FAIR PLAY... TO LEAVE YOUR FATE...

IN THE HANDS OF ROBESPIERRE AND HIS COMMITTEE.

TAKE HIM AWAY,

AND STRIP HIM.

I SHALL NEED TO STYLE HIS GARMENTS TO PERSUADE THE

GUARD AT THE CAUSEWAY THAT I AM CITIZEN CHAUVELIN, LUI MEME.

YOU'RE NOT GOING AWAY. I WON'T LET YOU.

MY DARLING, I MUST. I PROMISED ARMAND THAT

I WOULD BRING LOUISE SAFELY BACK TO ENGLAND.

NOT THIS TIME. I WILL POSE AS CHAUVELIN,

AND GO TO PARIS IN YOUR PLACE.

PERHAPS IN THIS SMALL WAY

I MAY ATONE FOR MY MISTAKES.

NO, NEITHER OF YOU ARE GOING. IT'S TOO DANGEROUS.

PERCY, YOU MUSTN'T LET HIM DO IT.

- SIR.

YOUR WARDROBE.

AHA.

I WILL CONFESS. THIS IS ONE ROLE THAT I WAS LOATHE TO PLAY.

THE HONOR, MY DEAR ARMAND, IS ALL YOURS.

GODSPEED, MY FRIEND.

[MUFFLED] TO PARIS, CORPORAL,

AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE.

VERY GOOD, CITIZEN CHAUVELIN.

- HE'S SAFELY AWAY, PERCY.

THEN PREPARE TO BOARD THE DAYDREAM.

WE SAIL...FOR ENGLAND.

THEY SEEK HIM HERE, THEY SEEK HIM THERE,

THOSE FRENCHIES SEEK HIM EVERYWHERE,

IS HE IN HEAVEN?

OR IS HE IN HELL?

MY OWN, ELUSIVE, PIMPERNEL.

SINK ME, THE LADY'S A POET.

SUBTITLED UPLOADED BY Prasanth Raj J