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THE TRIUMPH OF THE MUSKETEER

These riders were fleeing far away across

the plain: They are not bandits.

At their head is the King of France, Henry III.

Grandson of the glorious Francis I.

In fact, we are in the year 1588.

A decisive and dramatic year for the Kingdom of France.

Under pressure from the Holy League and the followers of Henri de

Guise, the King had no other way to save his life,

than to flee from Paris and dash to

Chartres, one of the cities that had remained loyal to him.

But Chartres is not a citadel and remains at the mercy

of a somewhat serious helping hand.

- Let's go!

- Further down, in the direction of the southwest, waits

Henry of Navarre, the future Henry IV.

For the opportunity to decide the situation in his favor.

By trickery or by force.

Here is Henry III, who is seeking refuge in Chartres,

without money, without an army, without

credit and practically without a kingdom.

Luckily, he still has a mother.

One of the cleverest and most stubborn women,

that history has ever seen:

Catherine de' Medici.

Here is the King, my lady.

- "The King"?

For how long?

Until de Guise finds a madman who will stab him?

Let it be. It is your fault.

Go away! Go away, I tell you!

This trip has exhausted you.

- It is very kind of you to call it a trip.

Have we ever seen a king run so fast?

- You retreated, Sire. Others have done it before you.

- I did not retreat.

I ran away like a dog that stands before a stick.

That does not matter. You are still the King of France.

And that will remain so, provided you negotiate.

- With Henri de Guise.

You do not negotiate with the devil, Madam.

- He is not the one I am thinking of.

It belongs to Henry of Navarre.

He is loyal.

- Loyal, but Huguenot, my mother.

If I were to listen to you, I would

lose the last loyal Catholics.

- Time is running out, Sire.

There are disturbing rumors about your health.

But the Duke of Guise could not wait...

Your death, to wear the crown.

He would not dare.

Leave us in peace!

The troops of the Duke of Guise have surrounded Chartres.

Several regiments from all over the world

taking positions throughout the city.

- That is good.

- You only have time to ask

for help from Henry of Navarre.

- Against what? - Against your inheritance.

Promise him that he will be the successor to the throne.

- Never.

- Always promise it, my Lord. God will decide.

- Let's say I accept.

Find me a brave man,

who will deliver the message through De Guise's army.

- I know many of them.

But I have only kept one.

- Who is this madman? - A Gascon.

- "A Gascon?

" - He will do anything to bring the Béarnais good news.

He is as brave as a tiger and as cunning as a monkey, it seems.

- "It seems"? Do you not know him?

- No, Sire. But I know his worst enemy.

The testimony of an enemy is

always better than that of a friend.

Should I have the messengers brought? - Please, please.

Do it.

Thanks for everything, mother.

- Maurevert?

My dear, the hour has come to prove your devotion.

- It is yours for sure, you know that.

I have sworn that I will become the enemy of the Duke of Guise.

- It is a matter of finding Pardaillan and bringing him here.

- "Pardaillan." The cursed one?

The Duke has chased me away. Because of him.

- I will fix it. Alive, please. I will bring him dead or alive.

He is a spy of the Béarnais.

When I have interrogated him, you can kill him.

- I will go to hell if it

must be, but I will bring him back to you.

- We are surrounded by this cursed

Henri de Guise, who wants to kill Henry of France.

Henri de Navarre, on the other hand, wants the other two.

For me, three Henris, that is two too many.

- I am for Henry of Navarre.

- Of course he is, since Pardaillan is for him.

- What happens next? You know how to talk to women.

- They always talk.

They are not the ones that one would call like I do "loves-mouth".

- Before the Hundred Year's War, that one called you that?

- Stop that.

Not before ten o'clock. Rather give us something to eat

and tell Pardaillan that I am waiting for him.

- "Pardaillan"? He did not come home all night.

He has better things to do.

- He is crazy. Hear that?

Pardaillan is not here. - Then he is somewhere else.

- You damned idiot! Whether Maurevert found him?

- Because he is currently burying Mr. de Maurevert.

Here it is! It is broad daylight.

- He is about to make a cuckold. The grain dealer.

- Is that true?

- He has been with his wife, since last night.

- They are playing hot hand?

- Where is the dealer?

- He is traveling, like all the cuckolded ones.

- He is with the wife of the dealer!

- The grain dealer was traveling.

Just now. Now he is back again.

- Why is he coming back today? I think someone warned him.

That is the Mr. Grain dealer!

How nice that you are back, Mr. Grain dealer!

Did you have a good trip, Mr. Grain dealer?

- Let me go. Why are you yelling so loud?

- Because I am deaf!

- Heavens, my husband!

- Oh, the King's riders.

And at their head, Mr. de Maurevert! Mr. de Maurevert!

- These people are coming because of me.

You are the one who should go. Is your aunt very sick?

- Why is that?

- Cuckolded and paid, and that too.

You are on a lucky streak. That is normal.

- The monster!

- My lady, hurry up.

- The monster. Being paid for that.

I will take revenge!

- I already did, I believe.

You are laughing.

- Bring me the man. The one who is up there.

If he resists, wound him. But I am the one who has to finish him off.

- Let us let them in. We will ambush them from behind.

- You will soon be avenged. That I promise you.

- You? - You?

- Are you already home?

I was at my aunt's. She had a seizure.

I spent the night with her.

- Come on! Come on!

This way.

- My dishes! My furniture!

You have had visitors, as I can see.

- What a Pardaillan. He keeps in shape.

- No! Not the marriage bed!

- The knight of Pardaillan de Gascogne greets you.

- You are next.

- Come down. I must speak with you.

- That is your aunt? - And what is that?

- What are you doing in my house?

- I am doing the housework. See for yourself.

- Come down, I must talk to you.

- Come on up. I beg you.

- Please go down. It is important.

- I do not evade your orders.

I am waiting for you.

- I must take you to the King.

You are not surprised? - "Surprised"?

You were under the command of De Guise, and now the King?

Because de Guise chased you away and you betrayed him?

Like master, like servant.

But I believe you.

- I forbid you to follow Maurevert.

- You forbid me that? - Yes, I do.

- That encourages me to do it, on the contrary.

Ride, Maurevert.

- We are following him.

Do not let him see Maurevert. Strike him down with your sword.

- I do not think I have to go to that trouble.

- Thank you, Pardaillan.

- Do not try to take her away from her again. I

will throw you out the window if you do that.

For you it will be the third floor.

This time I forgive you.

Go away! - Yes, yes, yes.

- Cuckolded, beaten. - And soaked.

- Pardaillan, it has been

implied to me,

that you belong to the King of Navarre.

- I belong to no one.

- That is perfect.

There are people who please me, and others who do not.

The question remains whether the Béarnais pleases you so much,

that you risk something, to do something for him.

- Your life for example.

- I am to deliver a contract to the Béarnais: Alliance treaty against de Guise?

- How do you know that?

- King Henry can only call for help.

- You are very smart.

Would you do that also to break the lines of the Duke of Guise?

- If it had been easy, you would not have needed me.

- Are you in agreement?

- Where is this letter?

- His Majesty will hand it to you, personally handed over.

- It was a pleasure, this little game.

That was a nice campaign.

And the gentlemen of the League will be

letting you pass with hat in hand?

- I tell you again that everything will go well.

- Yes.

Until the day someone stabs you through with his sword.

- Let us find a quiet place. I must talk to you.

- At your disposal anytime.

Please sit down.

- I have a way to get you across the lines.

- What kind of way?

- I am very well informed about your mission.

I have the order to facilitate the crossing, so you can pass the line.

- Should we go now? - Yes.

- Both alone? - Yes. Why? Are you afraid?

- That would bring you too much joy.

I will allow myself anyway to take my friends along.

If one of us is killed,

two will remain to successfully complete the mission.

It is for the good of the King that I take these precautions.

- Be smart while there is still time.

I must get you out of Chartres.

When you return, we will fight.

It is I who will kill you.

- The dyke, the dyke Returning from Nantes

The dyke, the dyke Returning from Nantes

From Nantes to Montaigu The dyke, the dyke

From Nantes to Montaigu The dyke, the dyke

- Catch them.

- Cruel folly, Pardaillan. We are good here.

- Step aside. Clear the way.

- You did not tell me anything.

If I had known. Stop!

- Be quiet.

- Let's go back to the shore quickly. Let's go back!

- "Backwards"? That does not exist.

- You are a traitor, Maurevert.

I was certain that you are a double agent.

I have the proof for it. - That puts a spoke in your wheel.

You are very strong, but you will perish.

- What do you think?

- You will not get far.

- And neither will you.

- I curse you.

I will find you. You will not arrive.

- I will arrive at a good port anyway.

I would not want to miss our appointment.

- If he is saved from the water.

- There is one horse missing.

The one who took it, is planning the next ambush.

- With us, it is more of a fun thing.

- Enough of the nonsense!

- You are right.

I am the only one who has been entrusted with this task.

I will continue it alone. I thank you for it.

- I will defend it for you.

- This time it is you who talks nonsense.

- You must stop him from going alone.

But he is so stubborn.

Here.

- I brought you a stick, to...

In case your sword....

- Would break.

- That is right, "break".

- Thank you, little cousin. Thank you.

- Yvan, ride off.

Pardaillan, you do not ride alone.

- You are unstoppable.

- Pardaillan....

What is the matter with you?

- I remember a game that is played in England.

It is called boxing, something like that.

- I do not know what that has to do with this.

- One must stretch the chin and as far as possible.

- That is stupid.

- What do you get for it? - Nothing.

- The English are stupid.

- Try it out.

- I? - Yes.

Go on. He is very strong.

Ah, he is very strong.

- After you. - But no.

- But yes, but yes. Let's go.

Now it is your turn and you try it. It is not bad.

Who will win? Who will win? Who is faster?

Faster.

There, there, there.

One must never make fun of the English.

Thanks to them I will continue alone.

And I hope that the people of De Guise will entertain me.

- Do not come any closer. Go away. Leave me in peace.

You have already taken everything from me.

- If that were the case, I would remember it.

- Let me go.

- Come, calm down. Do I look like a bandit?

- No, that I do not see.

Excuse me. I thought it was you.

- "You"? - The bandits.

They took everything from me: My carriage, my jewelry.

- Not everything.

They left you your beautiful eyes, to cry.

- Thank you, sir.

Would you please accompany me?

To the next inn? - "The nearest inn"? I am in a bit of a hurry.

- You cannot just leave me here! I am already scared to death.

Please, please, please. You are good, I am sure of it.

- It is not only goodness that makes me act.

- God willed it that I should meet you.

Take me with you quickly, knight. I am growing weak.

- Pardaillan does not leave a lady alone on the road.

Come, Madame.

- I thank you, Chevalier. You are my savior.

- Do not thank me, Madame.

Pray for me. I am only a sinner.

- That would be too easy.

- My dear man, you are fools.

Pardaillan has far too many qualities for you.

He threw 30 riders into the river as if he were drinking wine.

You must defeat him through his flaws.

- If he is ready to indulge in his inclinations.

- I would like to add. - Here they are.

- Get off the scene. Take your places.

And you too, innkeeper.

- Wait for me.

I have a friend who will lend me a dress, provide a decent dress.

I would like to thank you.

- You can do it in this one.

- I only need a minute.

- Well, you took your time.

- Anyway, I did not lose it.

He is delightful.

- Yes, yes. I understand.

You wasted no time.

What a man, this Pardaillan!

- A jug of Loire wine, knight.

- That is because I am in a bit of a hurry.

That does not matter. Wine and pie.

- Oats and water?

For the horse? - In five minutes, or I will cut off your ears.

- If you feel like it, we have a seat free.

- One can do two things at once.

- It is your turn, Sir. There is a double 6 to beat.

- To bring me luck.

To hear is to obey.

Lucky in games and in love. Life is beautiful.

- Pardaillan! Ouch!

- Here! It is night.

- Pardaillan!

- That is a stupid English game. But I am the stronger one.

- Pardaillan has run away. Quick, to the horses.

- After the beautiful weather came the rain. Those were my last thalers.

Good evening.

- One moment, Mr. Knight.

You cannot just leave like that.

- With empty pockets? That I have done a thousand times.

- Without paying your debts? - My debts?

- Your meal and that of your horse.

- But it is true. What should I do?

- Luck is a woman, they say.

And I imagine that you please women.

Try it once more. You never know.

- Unfortunately, it is so, I have nothing left to lose.

The gentlemen have scraped me clean.

- You only have left your sword and your horse.

I am betting all that gold for them.

- Then it belongs to you?

- These gentlemen, you have played for me.

Well, knight?

- The gold will not be enough.

- If I win, you take off your mask.

I have bet 1000 thalers on your beauty.

- With whom? - With me.

I already owe myself money.

- It is a deal. You have the honor, knight.

- Two sixes and a five. A single point can defeat me.

- To hear is to obey.

Ah, three sixes.

You are not you, have a good day.

- My father always said:

"You must never play

with women, "except in love".

This time I lost everything.

- Not yet.

You still have the letter that you are carrying under your doublet.

- I have a letter? - Do not play games.

I would have taken it from you by force,

but I am a gambler.

I will play it for you.

- Your way of proposing things is hard to fight.

What if I win? What happens then?

- You leave this inn as you entered it.

You have my word.

- All right then.

- You have lost again.

Give me this letter.

You really want to lose your life, into the bargain?

Give me this letter.

That is the King's seal.

You are free, knight.

Take your sword and the money. You will

need it, because you will have two kings

on your heels: the one of France and the one of Navarre.

- And all that, without ever the comfort of seeing your face.

You are right, Madame. I am having a bad day.

- Well, let us try to improve it.

This, so that you regret it a little.

- By taking this letter from me, you took my honor.

That is better than an alms.

That is better.

I grant you a deadline for the rest.

And you too, gentlemen.

- The most unlikely thing about your story is that

you were able to reach me without anyone taking the letter from you.

- But they took it from me, Sire. - What was that?

- Well, they believed it.

I had asked the King to write two letters.

I let myself take the bad one, to bring you the good one.

- Do you want to try to convince me that the devil is also a Gascon?

And if they had not let you go at all?

- You do not know me well. - I go when I want.

- Even in death? - Even buried.

- Cursed Gascon, really.

Would you please stay here to have dinner with me?

- If it is not an order, I gladly accept.

- Holy Gascon.

Call my cook.

- It would be an honor for me, to have dinner with the Dauphin of France.

- Because you know that the content of this message?

- I demanded that they tell me it.

I do nothing without knowing why.

- Since you apparently also know my answer,

I will do everything to free the King from the clutches of this Guise

I am having dinner tonight with a Gascon who comes from far away.

Gascons have long teeth. What do you suggest?

- Pastry in dough as

amuse-bouche, partridges, surrounded by

larks, turbot in mousseline and a poultry.

- What kind of poultry? - A chicken in the pot.

- Again? Do you have a weakness for chicken in the pot?

You make it for me every Sunday.

- It is Mr. de Sully, who makes all your menus.

- I am the one who eats them. Once more, and I will be angry.

Get lost!

Our march to Chartres will take about a month.

We will set off in eight days.

I do not believe that Guise is in a

position,

to do something militarily by then.

- By then he will have Henry III murdered.

- He would not dare.

- The throne of France is worth that.

- Guise is an adventurer, but he would

not attack a royal person

- He had placed at the King's a contract killer named Maurevert.

- If what you say is true, I am

the one whom the people will name the murderer.

- Do not be afraid, Sire. I will prevent this murder.

- I gave you no order that I know of.

- You wanted to do it, Sire.

So I am going ahead. I hate to obey.

- So it is I, who will obey you.

Pardaillan, I put into your hands the life of King Henry III.

Here is the letter.

- You have too beautiful handwriting to leave it at that.

- You did it again the trick with the two letters?

That is very funny.

- Here is the real one.

Take it to Henry III through the Auvergne.

And soon Henry IV will be King of France.

- You will serve as a decoy. I do not buy that.

You are risking your life. - Let's not dramatize.

- You will not pull the trick with the boxing on me again.

I have found you. I will not let you go anymore.

- You think so? Yes, I do.

My dear Pardaillan...

To the horses!

- My cousin, where is my horse?

There it is. - Hurry up.

- Pardaillan!

He is dead. My God, he is dead!

He is....

- A thousand apologies, my friends. See you again soon.

- Here it is! It is night.

- Press on the wheel. Get on the wheel.

- Be careful.

- You are mistaken if you think I am a fool, Pardaillan.

If you ran anyway to

Henry of Navarre, then you had 2 letters.

A fake one, which I took, and a real one.

- Your cheating at dice is worth something else.

- I spared your life, God knows why.

I will not spare anything else whatever it might be.

Give me the letter that you are carrying.

- To hear is to obey. Here it is, Madame.

- This is the answer to the fake letter.

I want the real one. And quickly. - You must say it immediately.

- What does that mean?

"It is said you have stomach problems. Here is my advice:

"Take a plump poultry, pluck it, gut it,

"peppery, salty..."

- What do you want?

That is the recipe for a chicken in the pot, or a secret language.

- How is that supposed to work?

- If you replace "poultry" by

"Henri de Guise", everything changes.

Then it would mean to take the Duke of Guise,

to pluck him, to gut him and to cook him.

Here is something that might enlighten you. This is in verse.

This one is in the dialect.

Here is a sixth in Latin language.

And one that makes 7.

And 3 that make 10.

And two that make 12.

Read them carefully. Maybe you will discover the right one.

And here is another one.

- Everyone up!

- Kill him!

- Down!

Ouch!

- Up!

Get this out of my way.

Come, you others.

Down!

- Ah!

- Give me your sword. You are trapped.

- You are you are the strongest.

- Get him!

- Everyone up!

- Yvan, go to the back.

Go to the back. Go to the back.

- Come on, once more.

- What a man, this Pardaillan!

- Hold on.

Attack them, you band of traitors.

Run away, Madame, or they will take you as a hostage.

- Stop the fight.

Otherwise I will blow you all up.

Throw your weapons away.

Everyone down.

- Well done, Pardaillan.

- Surrender in the next inn.

I will follow the lady on her heels.

- Is that not enough for you?

We will not be separated anymore until Chartres.

- My dear, once more,

let me do what I want.

- Yvan, this time, he will not escape.

- My friends, this time it is not my fault.

- No, Pardaillan! Let me go!

Let me go!

If you want to kill me then do it quickly.

- I want to invade Chartres, and you will help me do it.

- Never!

- Yes, I threw myself into the fight. For that I fell into your ambush.

- Never, I tell you.

- Think about it, otherwise I will tie you

to a tree in the rain.

- No. I am afraid of the thunderstorm.

- That is all right. Go back to the hut.

My compliments, Madame.

- I wanted to let my dress dry.

- Under my eyes?

- Enough irony, Mr. Pardaillan. I would like to make you a proposal.

- I understand what you mean.

- That is not what it is about.

- What do you want to propose to me?

To turn my back to you while you stab me?

- You are stupid.

If I wanted that, I would have killed you.

Killed the first time in the inn.

On the contrary. I spared you.

- Why actually?

- Let's say that I would not have enjoyed your death.

And even less today than on that day.

I am glad that you defeated me twice.

- That is a joy that I will return to you if necessary.

- Pardaillan, you are not in

your place, in the camp of the Béarnais.

He will not reach the throne. He has short legs.

Come with us.

- I admit that de Guise has longer legs.

- Come with us, and you will be rich.

I promise you 100,000 Ecu

and a marquisate in Lorraine.

- Who are you? How can you promise so much?

- I am Bianca Farnese, Princess of Parma and

daughter of Alexander Farnese, first captain of this time.

My father has combined his interests with those of De Guise.

His army is ready, to intervene if it is necessary.

Come with us, Pardaillan.

I will give you everything, and even more.

- What is that?

- Me.

I have not forgotten the kiss that you took from me in the inn.

He did not lie.

- I must admit that you are tempting me, and in different ways.

I am just just a poor sinner.

I must return to Chartres first. - To numb the King's distrust?

You will enter there. I will give you the password.

"The thrushes of Lorraine will fly into the Louvre."

- Very poetic.

- Give me the letter that you are bringing back.

- How many more? I have already given you 13.

- 13 fakes.

I will return it to you,

as soon as I have read it. - That is fair.

Give and take.

- This one sounds true. Henry of Navarre

wants to get on his way. In three months

cross the Loire, to surprise us.

The surprise will be his, I swear to you.

Here is your letter.

Do you want to kill me? - I only want your blood.

To write me an order with your seal.

You do not trust me? - Oh, yes I do.

But you never know.

The password could have been changed in the meantime.

Now all that remains for me is to say: See you soon.

- Take it easy, knight.

You still have a minute.

- Give up, Pardaillan.

- Maurevert!

He knows the password. Quick!

- I say he made it. It is a master key.

- And if he made it, how are

we supposed to get through?

- There he is!

- Quick, to the horses.

- How did you do that? - It takes too long to explain that.

The thrushes of Lorraine will fly to the Louvre.

- Let them through these gentlemen.

- Do you want to stop?

What did you tell them?

- About thrushes that think they are eagles.

Let's go to the castle. - One more moment.

The fold of the King of Bearn.

- Oh yes? The fifteenth.

- He is crazy! What are you doing there?

- No, Sir.

I do not think that Henry did not write to

give his Majesty an answer.

- He was so kind as to write 15.

- What was that? - But they were wrong.

I had the right one in my

head. You are a cheater.

- You will have to apologize to me,

when Henry of Navarre comes. He is on his way.

- You are a cheater.

You did not get to Béarn.

- Do you recognize this ring?

Henry of Navarre entrusted it to me.

Catherine de' Medici gave it to him for his wedding.

- You are right. I recognize the ring.

Why did you not show it?

- The Gascons are poor.

I would rather have kept it, as a souvenir.

- You Gascons, you devils. You are a clever one.

The Duke of Guise was played with 15

wrong letters and a real diamond.

- Who tells me that this letter was the right one?

There were 14 fake letters.

Why not 15?

My dear man, the only one that made sense.

And a double stamp distinguished it.

- To distinguish them for you to bring them to you.

Do you know what it would cost me?

The kingdom and perhaps France, life.

Then I want to know. Do you understand?

- Are you having the King killed?

- If it hadn't been for you, I would have already done that.

- I despise murder, that is a sign of cowards.

A duke does not murder.

France will not accept a murderer.

- Read your history again. It has accepted many others.

England has also done it. Italy and Spain...

Maurevert!

On a certain level, murder is politics.

Take all the men you need and bring me this Pardaillan.

- That is impossible. - I would like to see him.

- He is the most popular man in Chartres.

He is announcing a truce between the Béarnais and

Henry III, the reconciliation between Catholics and Protestants.

- Catch him anyway! You are an idiot.

- Do not get upset. Let me handle this.

Thank you, Maurevert.

I will bring him in

hand and foot bound.

This is a matter between him and me.

He has beaten me twice, but I will beat him a third time too.

I want you to become King.

- In order to become Queen? - My rank allows it.

Queen, but not favorite.

- Thank you, my friends.

- The whole city wants to cheer you.

- That is working wonderfully.

Spread the false news of a truce. Between Henry III and the Béarnais!

Pardaillan, you should not joke with history. With French history.

- But this episode saves my life.

De Guise would not dare to murder the hero.

- Still no Maurevert? - He has disappeared.

Everything is fine. - It is boring.

- Why is that?

- The Béarnais is not there, will the King always be in danger?

- If Guise wants to murder the King he will do it.

You will not stop him.

- Yes. Only Guise would have to show the tip of his nose.

- I never understood you. It will not begin today.

- You innkeeper!

- Oh, there! Oh, man!

To see the knight, one has to pay.

- We just want something to eat.

- Our mistress is giving a dinner this evening.

- Those are ambassadors whose queen I would like to get to know.

- The most dangerous traps take on the faces of women.

- Not often enough.

- This is a trap. This is the tip of the nose of the Duke of Guise.

- A pretty nose tip.

- Pardaillan will follow them. That must be prevented.

Do you hear that?

- I do not hear anything anymore, cousin. I am watching.

- No, that would hurt him too much.

Ah!

A ham. Here it is. He loves ham.

They are cheering.

Pardaillan, where are you going?

- There is a woman out there, a very interesting lady.

What are you doing there? With this ham?

- I? - Yes, I do.

- Nothing. - Ah.

- Nothing at all.

- Look at the beautiful knight. How beautiful he is.

He will keep us company while we feast.

- The Duchess will not want that. - She will not know.

You will climb onto the lackey chair.

- Are we not four pretty girls?

- Oh, no. Not in front of me.

- What do you want? - Keep your hands off Pardaillan.

- - What is she interfering for? Why are you interfering?

What has that got to do with you?

- Then come on. - Thank you, knight.

- You really like ham. - Yes, I love ham.

- Well, then, go and cut yourself a slice.

Are you coming with us? - Yes.

- Look at the young man, whether he has a nice profile.

- No. This time, you will not get me.

- This way, knight. - And why not here?

- But no!

- Who allowed you to do that? - I hate eating alone.

I am asking you to. Would you prefer the leg?

- Then come on.

I am kidnapping you, knight.

I have a long way to go.

There are many bandits there, and I could

not imagine anyone better than you as a bodyguard.

- Believe me that this is one of the things in the

world that I will keep.

We are being followed. Stop the carriage.

- Stand still.

- For heaven's sake!

Where are firearms hidden?

- Get out now. - Good.

So, knight?

- How was the trip? - A little slow, in my opinion.

I could hardly wait to see you again.

- Did you know that you would see me again?

- Who else but you could have come up with the idea to have me

kidnapped by four chambermaids?

- You are very smart, knight.

But you are still in my hands.

Are you not afraid? - Not yet.

- What does that mean?

- That means if you wanted to do something to me,

you would be more tender, like in the hut.

One more kiss, and farewell, Pardaillan.

- Do not be too proud of yourself.

This kiss has prevented the life of your ruler from being in danger.

- Henry of Navarre? - No, Henry III. - Henry III.

saved by a kiss?

That would be the limit.

- Stop joking.

Henri de Guise has lost his patience.

He knows nothing about the agreements between Henry III and the Béarnais.

De Guise is violent.

Violence seems to him the simplest policy.

A little bit more, and I will not be able to prevent the worst.

If you absolutely want Henry III

to save, follow me at the end of a certain corridor.

- That depends on what I will find there.

- You will find de Guise there.

We are here at his place.

- Well, well done. How many will there be?

- Are you afraid, knight? - Yes.

But only of you, my lady.

What should I tell him? - A lie.

Anything to distract him from the lie and from his plans to kill the King.

But I trust you. You are a good liar.

- In your name, the compliment touches me.

- How does it look? Is that a yes, knight?

- To hear is to obey.

Well done.

Here is one who lies even better than I do.

- Who is that? - A fool, Madame.

I do not mean you any harm.

- Where exactly am I? - In my room.

- I can see that. In whose room?

- Who are you anyway? - The Chevalier de Pardaillan.

- "Pardaillan....."

I think I have heard this name before.

Are you this Pardaillan, who annoys my husband?

- I did not think that I know you, Madame.

Who are you?

- I will not tell you, you would leave.

But I would like to know why you are in my room.

- I did not sneak into your room,

even though you are so beautiful.

I am not here voluntarily. I was forced to it. What does "forced" mean? By whom?

- Bianca Farnese. - My worst enemy.

- Your enemy?

You... - Catherine de Clèves.

- The wife of the Duke of Guise. Well done, Bianca.

My lady.

Our tête-à-tête will soon be interrupted.

- What do you mean by that?

- All exits are closed.

If you do not want to be cast out, you must scream.

- Why is that? - I will tell you later.

- You are hurting me.

- It hurts when you scream.

- It is because I do not feel like it.

It is not necessary to bind me, Pardaillan.

- Scream! - But I cannot.

- Good. - Ouch!

- Well done. Once more. - Ouch!

You are crazy! - You will understand that it is not so.

Scream! - Ouch!

- Once more. - Ouch!

What are you doing there?

- Damn it, scream! - Ouch!

- Finally.

I have you, Madame.

- Monsieur de Pardaillan, you here, in the Duchess's room?

- What a surprise!

- Madame, I congratulate you.

You are a notary, so you are a witness.

This is my wife and her lover.

Please do your duty.

- Please wait a moment. You are so romantic.

I, the lover of Madame? You are dreaming, aren't you?

I had come for something quite else. For this here.

I needed money. An old debt.

- That is a lie. Pardaillan is not a thief.

- Thank you for defending me, but

I am caught red-handed.

- Are these your jewels, Madame? - Yes.

He threw himself at me.

He hit me until I gave them to him.

- You are lovers. Make your finding, sir.

To establish, I must see and I must hear.

I heard the woman scream out of pain, not out of love.

I found her bound, which is not common in love.

And this man gave me this box.

Where is the adultery in that?

No, really not. I cannot see it.

Kind regards, Madame. My lady.

My respect, my sir. And my regret.

- Go away.

You fool!

I owe you an apology. I apologize to you.

Let me add my congratulations.

I never accused you of being stupid.

As for you, whether lover or

thief, you have nothing to lose.

Maurevert!

Take him and throw

him into our worst dungeon.

- Everyone down. Go down!

What a man, this Pardaillan!

- "Since I have heard that the defendant has admitted his

crime "at the scene of the crime",

"the court decides and orders that Mr. Pardaillan

"be subjected to the wheel and then have his head chopped off"

- You will be avenged.

- The verdict is immediately enforceable.

- You still have one chance to save yourselves.

- By confessing to be your wife's lover?

- If you want.

What interests me is the content of the Béarnais's response to Henri III.

And then I am allowed to die of old age in your dungeons?

I prefer to do it in the open air.

- You will be free. - I give you my word on it.

- You take your word back as easily as you give it.

You show me what your nobility consists of.

- For the last time:

Do you accept the proposal I am making to you?

The executioner is waiting.

- If Princess Farnese confirms what you say, I accept.

- Do you trust women? - This one, yes.

I also value my enemies.

- I give you my word. - Were you there?

- I am interested in every moment in the life of my intimate enemy: Monsieur de Pardaillan.

- This existence is at risk. You will finally have peace.

Unless I give my word to guarantee that of the Duke.

- Two bad locks are not better than one good lock.

- And if I slap you? - The Duke was kind enough to do it.

- Stop being so cheeky!

- It is better that you should leave us in peace.

You are the only enemy that I cannot hate.

There is always something I do not know that prevents me from doing so.

- Neither can I, I cannot hate you.

With the difference that I know what prevents me from doing so.

- Let us talk about our affairs.

If I guarantee your pardon and your

immediate freedom, will you write what he demanded?

- Yes, I will.

- Right now, here? In front of my eyes?

- I just need to be encouraged.

- "Encouraged"?

- There is a very simple and effective way to encourage me.

- What kind?

- You are too far away. I cannot tell you.

That is a family secret.

- What makes you think that interests me?

- Your eyes.

- Perhaps they lie.

- I do not think so. Let me see.

Come even closer.

- Well yes.

You have secrets worth knowing.

See you later.

- Do not hurry.

There is no point in getting the pen, I will not write anything.

De Guise is a coward. He will not be King of France.

- Another one of your jokes?

- Are you angry at a man condemned to death,

for using every means to get a kiss?

- You fool!

All your boasting will take you to the gallows.

- They will definitely stop you from ruling France.

- You will speak under torture.

You will speak.

I swear to you that you will talk!

- Pardaillan has not returned.

- And what happened?

I am slowly getting sick of this story.

He will come back tomorrow.

And besides, how do I look? How do I look?

- Yvan, on a horse. - Who is that?

- The two of us. We must find Pardaillan.

- Again?

As if there were nothing else.

- My lord, are you the friend of Pardaillan?

- I have that terrifying honor.

- Try to persuade him, otherwise he will die.

- Then come on.

- Here is something that will distract you, Pardaillan.

When you come back out, you will be good at being a corpse.

I will finish you off. - All is well that ends well.

- After that you will sing a different tune.

- Open up! The prisoner has escaped.

Open up! Pardaillan has escaped!

To the guard!

Open the door!

- My lord....

- Pardaillan has escaped again. Are you doing this on purpose?

One does not escape from my prisons.

You have to let that sink in.

- He did not escape alone. Someone helped him.

Princess Bianca Farnese is wearing the same clothes, my lord.

- Bianca?

That is impossible.

- What are you doing here? What are you doing in prison?

- Pardaillan has escaped.

- That is becoming a refrain.

- There is nothing to laugh about, Miss my sister.

- Stop worrying and let Pardaillan run.

I have what we need.

Take him to the cell.

I will see him later.

- Is that all?

A monk who kills a Catholic King?

- He will not accept that. - Do you think so?

And if I ask him nicely?

- He will refuse, at the last moment.

- I do not think so.

He is hiding from his family and his friends.

He is hiding from the persecution that he and his family have suffered.

He hates him as much as one person can hate another.

The rest is in your hands, Henri.

Go to the King and convince him

that he must go on the pilgrimage.

Must start this pilgrimage tomorrow morning.

- I will never forget that.

- If you were to forget it, I would refresh your memory.

- Well...

- The friends of Pardaillan. Put them in prison.

- You have no right to do that!

That is beneath your dignity.

- You are right.

- Why? You wanted to make him talk.

- Do not bother. Pardaillan has escaped.

- What happened? That is impossible.

- Do not try to make me believe that you do not know.

- How should I know?

- Show him the key to the secret.

Is that not one of yours?

- Yes, that is it. It is one of mine.

I did not give it to him. He took it from me.

- So you were so close to him that he could do that?

I wish you a safe journey home.

- Henri, listen to me. - I have much better things to do.

The King is expecting me in Chartres.

- 1, 2, 3.

I am so clumsy, today.

- My lord, the Duke of Guise is asking for an audience with your Majesty.

- "De Guise"? Here?

That is impossible.

- Nothing is impossible for this man.

We must receive him.

Is he alone?

- Nothing to fear today. The stars are clear.

- They were also when Caesar was murdered.

- Caesar was alone, and we are here.

- You are here. Thank God.

So, my mother?

Bring in a lord Duke of Guise.

- Please accept my homage, Madame.

May you live long, Sire, and God will protect you.

- That is a very commendable wish, and it does you honor.

But as the farmers from my Italian homeland say: "The eel that has crawled out of the basket

has sat itself in the basket. Once it has come out of its fish trap, it distrusts the willow."

- You distrust me, I am sorry.

Problems with details have arisen between us, but

the blame was not mine. Not only on my side.

Like the secret alliance between you and the

Béarnais through the mediation of a certain Pardaillan.

Your kingdom is Catholic, Sire.

He wants to go to Mass, and you dream of sending him to the temple.

- That is not true. - The French believe that.

Your anger grows every day. Calm them down.

- I want nothing else.

But how should I do that?

- You can transfer the lieutenancy general of the

kingdom to me and recognize me as Dauphin,

but that, I fear, that would not be enough.

It would be better if Your Majesty, through a public

penance, connects to a glorious past, for example.

- "A public penance"? - Yes.

- I should cross Chartres on foot and

stop in front of every church to receive a blessing?

- Why not, Sire?

- Because there are more than 20 churches

in Chartres, - without counting the chapels.

- You could skip a few of them.

And the whole thing would end with a

triumphal Te Deum in the Cathedral of Chartres.

- I believe that our cousin, the Duke of Guise, is right.

Yes, you must accept it

this penance, Henri, for France's sake.

- So for France, my mother.

- That is for tomorrow, Jacques.

The third church before the cathedral.

- What about you?

I was sure!

I said it. You fool!

- I? - This time it is me.

- What will they do with us? - Two corpses.

- - So we will no longer go looking. In search of Pardaillan.

The door is being opened.

So early?

- Pardaillan! - Not so loud.

- You did not escape?

- I had to find out the plans of De Guise.

Here is the man who will murder Henry III.

murder.

- And we are prisoners.

You will not prevent the course of French history. - Yes, you will.

Because we are not prisoners.

- Do you also have the keys to the castle drawbridge?

- No. - What does it look like?

- Here one overlooks the moat from 50 meters high. We would have to be birds.

- Let's go into the chapel and ask God to give us wings.

Come with me.

- The man is crazy.

- The guards.

- Is there anything to report? - Nothing.

- Did you see the prisoner? - No.

- Thank you, old man.

Congratulations again and good night.

- This way.

- You idiot.

- That is high.

- The churches? Still. - I did not notice.

These ropes will not be long enough.

- We will break our legs.

- The executioner will break them for you. You have the choice.

- You call that deciding?

- We are all three going down together.

- But what if the rope snaps?

- Then we will get down faster. That is all.

Go ahead.

- No. All three together, that is impossible.

The guards will hear the first one jump into the water

and will not present their weapons.

Go, d'Angoulême. - Pardaillan!

- Brace yourself against the wall, swing and let go.

- We will kill each other.

- Would you rather stay hanging at the end of this rope?

- On one, on two.

- Did you let them escape? - Those are three devils.

- "Three"? - Yes, there were three.

- Pardaillan was still with them.

Get on your way and bring them back to me, damn it!

Bring them back to me!

- Why do you want me to climb this tree?

- Because you never look for people in the trees.

And I need a horse to get to Chartres.

- You are served. Here are a dozen.

Let them through.

A nice safe conduct to enter Chartres.

- Quick, cousin. To the horses.

- Everything is fine. The King has agreed.

- How about yours? - It is wonderful.

He is ready for anything. I am ready for anything.

You will be King of France tomorrow, Henri.

Take a look at that.

The bells are ringing.

- Good people of France, "Your King

and the Duke of Guise are reconciled.

"The Duke will take over "the general

lieutenantship of the kingdom.

"To seal the reconciliation,

"the King will do penance

through the city on foot "and hear a Te

Deum in the Cathedral of Chartres."

- Mingle with the crowd.

I am here with my men.

When that is done, we will close the church.

A carriage will be waiting for you here.

Come with me. You are in no danger.

- Step closer and ask

God for forgiveness for your sins.

- Do not come any closer!

- On the murderer!

- Quick, cousin, quick.

Come on, quick!

Surrender. You are trapped.

You cannot escape. - Come and get me.

- Everyone up!

- Pardaillan!

- Go away!

Go away!

So much for him.

- He is here!

Did you manage to escape? - Yes, and I have come to thank you.

- For having set a trap for you?

- No. For the kiss the other

evening and for the little souvenir.

- What gift? - Your hairpin.

Thanks to it, I prevented Henry III from being murdered.

- What? Guise dared to? - Yes.

Through the mediation of the monk.

- I wanted to become Queen of France, but not through murder.

Guise would do it again.

And murder is repugnant to me. Guise will carry on without me.

- You will abandon de Guise? Come on...

- Yes. And I will take your best enemy from you.

You do not believe me?

I am sincere.

- If you kiss me, then you must be lying.

- Not when I kissed you in your cell.

And besides, as for the pin, I knew that.

I gave you a chance to escape.

- I will check all of that.

There is Maurevert. He is looking for me.

You just have to hand me over.

- Pardaillan is here. - He is not here.

- We saw him break in through your window.

- I am telling you that he is not here.

- Too bad.

- You held me up so he could escape.

You are his accomplice. You love him.

You will serve as a hostage. - I will not accompany you.

- Oh, do you think so?

- Where is Pardaillan? - He is not here.

- He is not there?

What is wrong? - I am very happy.

The King has called him to him, to congratulate him.

For his action this morning. - "The King"? - "The King"?

- That was a hard blow, Monsieur de Pardaillan.

And it brought me to make a decision.

I will set up a bodyguard for myself.

I have set the number at 45.

Would you do me the honor of being the 46th?

- Is that a defensive guard?

Or an offensive guard?

- To ensure defense, we may have to go on the offensive.

- That means we must be offensive, through murder?

- That is a very big word.

- As big as de Guise.

- You understood me well, Pardaillan.

Guise has attacked me, and I will defend myself.

I will convene the Estates General in Blois, I invite him as

Lieutenant General of the kingdom, and there Guise, without his army,

will be at the mercy of my grace.

- At the mercy of 45 dagger blows.

I will not be the 46th. Murder is repugnant to me.

- That is very noble of you, Chevalier de Pardaillan.

But consider that the disappearance of the

Duke of Guise serves the interests of the Béarnais.

- But not mine, Madame.

Allow me to withdraw.

- You are not thinking of doing that, Pardaillan.

You must accept... or perish.

You know too much.

- And will you line up six deep?

- I do not need to.

- Be altruistic. It is important that everyone gets to have some fun.

- This morning I amused myself by saving your life.

And you are amusing yourself by killing me.

- What do you want, Knight? This is politics.

So, Pardaillan? - What do you want? I accept.

- Ah. There you are. Now you are being reasonable again.

- I have no way to act differently.

Let me go, or

I will kill him before your eyes.

- Stop!

No, not him.

Let him go.

That is an order from the King.

I told you to leave him alone.

He would kill him.

- Sire, do not sound the alarm before I am outside.

Otherwise the 45 will be only 44.

- This can cost us dearly.

- Arm yourselves from head to toe. Strike the city.

We must find this Pardaillan and kill him.

- D'Angoulême...

- Ah, there he is.

- I just did something stupid.

- What kind of stupidity?

- I refused the King's order to murder de Guise.

- What is that supposed to mean?

"murder de Guise"? - We are leaving.

3 rations of oats for the horses.

I refused, now they will try to kill me.

- That is complete. - It is perfect.

You have turned the people of De Guise and Henry III against you.

What will you do? - Flee.

- You think you are just going to walk out like that?

- I always keep

what is offered.

With a bit of skill, we will

get out the way we came in.

- Where are you going?

- To Bianca.

- To tell her what?

- I am going to warn de Guise that he is in danger of being murdered.

Bianca will do it.

- You are throwing yourself into the lion's den.

Why do you care if he is murdered?

- I do not like murder. That is all.

- Is that why you are going to Bianca?

- I want to make sure that she is being honest.

- But what do you care whether she is sincere?

- There are many things.

- I wanted to save you from your madness. This time I will refrain.

If you leave Bianca's house alive, we take the road to Roussillon.

Goodbye.

- Not even English boxing?

- No, Pardaillan. Go to the devil. I give up.

- I will return. - But yes.

But yes, but yes.

I showed him. Come on, let's go.

We will meet him at Bianca's.

- Save Pardaillan! I beg you.

- And now here we go again!

- You walked into the trap, Pardaillan.

I knew that you would come back.

- You brought the artillery. - All at your service.

One movement, and they shoot.

- Where is Bianca?

- On ice, until you are there too.

- If I do the Duke of Guise a favor,

a very great favor, will you let her go?

- You, do him a favor?

Do you think I am stupid? - Yes, I do.

But try to understand what I am going to tell you.

If de Guise goes to Blois, he will be murdered.

- How will that happen?

- I was offered to kill him. I refused.

But that will not change anything. Tell him quickly.

- I know enough. After five we will settle our accounts.

How about right now?

Do not shoot!

- Throw away your weapons.

- Do as he says.

- Well done. That is smart.

- Take them with you.

- I do not believe you, Monsieur de Pardaillan.

The King would never dare to murder me.

- You tried to murder him. - Yes.

But I am a brave man, and the King is a coward.

Deciding on the death of a human is not so simple.

Especially when it is Henri de Guise.

You are a wonderful confuser of cards.

It would be a nice success for your friend, the

Béarnais, if I miss the Estates General.

As you wish, sir, but you will act like a fool out of pure intelligence.

- I will go to Blois anyway.

If you were right, and should a misfortune

befall me, know that I will not die alone.

I have a hostage here.

She has betrayed my cause to serve yours.

Perhaps out of love. Therefore I am taking her to Blois.

If I die, she will be executed.

Are you prepared to take the risk? - I do not accept it.

- Pardaillan!

- Rest assured. She will only die if I die.

This way, you were wrong when you were right.

- This key will easily open your shackles.

Wait for the Angelus bell to sound.

Three horses will be waiting for you. The drawbridge will be

lowered, and I will send the entire garrison away in their honor.

- Who are you, Madame?

- You were a cavalier. I will never forget that.

Thanks to you, I am still the Duchess of Guise.

Tomorrow, at the first strike of the Angelus. Do not forget it.

All you have left to do is to stun the guard.

Guard!

- The guard!

- The King will be at home, and call de Guise as soon as he is there.

We will stand here and hit him as he passes by.

The battle cry is: "Kill! Kill! Death to the tyrant."

"Kill! Kill!

- Follow me. This time it is an order.

- Bold Pardaillan! The strong one!

- There he is!

Come on!

- Is it you, my cousin?

Come here. Come here.

- Kill him! Death to the tyrant.

- The tyrant is dead! De Guise is dead!

We have avenged the King.

- De Guise is dead.

- Even if one is named Pardaillan, the knight of

Pardaillan, it is hard to reverse the course of history.

Take a look at this.

Maurevert will execute Bianca. - Here we go!

- Madame, it is time.

The Duke of Guise has just been murdered.

- No! No!

- I would have given my life for the Duke.

Do not expect mercy.

We will say that you loved the Duke,

that you could not bear his death.

- No, Maurevert. I beg you.

- They are going to kill her.

- Stay calm, my dear, and above all, methodical.

- Let me go! No, no, no!

- Commend your soul to God.

- Go that way.

The carriage is there. Do as I say.

- Pardaillan, she has reached her carriage.

- On one... on two!

Everyone up!

On one... on two!

I recognize your loyalty.

- One cannot be loyal. With you.

You are too cunning. I will not be squeamish.

Draw your pistols.

- Let them approach. We will jump to the other side.

- Grab them!

- Goodbye.

- And now,

Pardaillan, just us two.

Alone with yourself. - "Alone as a pair." I agree.

Yes, yes.

I could kill you.

But too many have already died, and your

death would not be of much use.

I believe you can swim.

Then you will come out cleaner.

- I curse you, Pardaillan. I will find you.

- Well done, Pardaillan. Well done.

- We must say goodbye. - You will not do it again.

We will join Henry of Navarre.

- I have thought a lot.

I do not like the idea of having a teacher.

I get along better with women.

- He is crazy,

you are crazy.

Bianca Farnese

wanted your death.

Anyone you want, but not her. - Why is that?

She attracts me like no other.

Love takes strange paths. - I will stop her.

- Hat and pistol of Maurevert. "Everyone up!

- Pardaillan, I will stop you from doing such a stupid thing.

- As you wish. But let us let fate decide.

If the wind blows her to Italy, Bianca.

If it blows her to the Pyrenees, Henry of Navarre.

- Very good.

You are cheating. You are blowing.

One more. Please, please, please.

- My friends, the session is closed.

- Is it day or night?

Huh?

- You will pay.

You will pay for everything.

And above all...

all the handkerchiefs I used waiting for you, crying.

Admit that it is me who wins the last round.

- Are you sure about that? Is that really so certain?

- Oh, Pardaillan! Are you crazy?

END