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Aix-en-Provence, July 1832

Carla?

Angelo!

Run...

Go on, getaway.

Godspeed.

The Horseman on the Roof

From the novel by Jean Giono (Editions Gallimard)

- You want a room? - No, only a rest.

But your horse looks worn out.

Put some wine in his oats.

- My sister's ill... - Do as I ask.

- Why are they ringing? - For the doctor.

He's out and 5 villagers are ill.

- Our water's gone sour. - Is Manosque far?

You won't arrive tonight. It takes a day.

You feeling ill too?

I'm cold.

Someone's making hot wine. Want some? It's good.

- I'm cold. - Here. Sweat it out.

"Dearest mother, you tell me never to be cautious.

"Well, you'd be proud of me, I've had to escape again.

"I've left Aix so don't write there again.

"Austrian spies are in France, they're on our trail.

"All Italian patriots here are in danger.

"I must try to warn them.

"I'm heading for Manosque.

"I've exiled friends there who are at risk.

"I hope this letter reaches you.

"Are you still in Turin?

"Italy seems faraway.

Many perils lie between us."

Maggionari!

I went to Meyrargues to find you.

I was in Aix before. They got Giacomo.

Maggionari!

Not you, Paolo.

Maggionari, where are you?

Here.

"Always fleeing....

"When can I fight and show what your son can do?

"You taught me how to live, everyday I thank you for it.

"I hear your every word, I feel you watching me.

I'll free Italy single handed, to please you, and find you again."

Lie down!

Lie back. Are your legs cold?

They're fine. Let me go.

Stay calm. You're all white.

Let me see your eyes.

Feel this pinch?

Stop it!

Drink this.

I'm a doctor. Drink it.

Go on. It's kept me going for 3 days.

- Were you in thevillage? - Yes.

- Anybody ill? - Only corpses.

- Did you touch them? - No, I...

Stay here. Mind the horses. I'll take a look.

But I told you they're all dead.

Some hide. I found one in a pigeon coop.

- Everywhere's the same. - What's the same?

Cholera. From Asia. Where've you been?

It's the worst epidemic I've ever seen.

Stop that. Don't you recognise me?

Don't be afraid. I'll look after you.

- I'll help. - No, go. Save yourself.

- Just tell me what to do. - Alright. Hold him.

Hold tight. My God, he's already blue.

It spreads so quickly.

Just rub him.

Rub the cyanosis away.

Hold him down.

I knew all of them. This is my valley.

I come winter and summer, now I'm losing them.

I must get to La Gardiole. I can do no more here.

I'll be on my way. Up there...

Someone may still be alive.

What a curse.

Go free the animals.

Or they'll starve.

Want one?

Why not? Under the circumstances.

I've never smoked but...

You smoke like a rich man.

And you have nobleman's boots.

I'm a colonel.

Forgive me.

In the Hussars.

Not here. In Italy.

Have you been to war?

Never.

My mother bought my rank.

A generous mamma, eh?

Anyway, I'm nothing now.

An outlaw?

An outlaw. Yes.

Sentenced to death.

Poor Italy.

Austria has her by the throat.

Get away!

Don't touch me.

Getaway, up north.

Keep calm.

Drink.

Who's crying?

Someone need help?

Don't be afraid.

Answer. Where are you?

Here... Monsieur.

Are you from Arnoux?

Not at all.

Thank God! The people from Arnoux prey on travellers.

- They lock them in a cellar. - Why are you here?

Nowhere to go. Their father was to meet us in Aubignosc.

I'm fleeing the disease back to Manosque.

But all the roads are blocked.

He must wonder where we are.

- Will you go home one day? - I hope so.

- To fight? - Of course.

To drive out the Austrians.

Back there, when you arrived.

On your horse, among the flames.

I thought of "Orlando Furioso".

Have you read it?

In Italy.

We read it at school.

When Orlando is angry...

...he uproots oak-trees.

Well, that's only in books.

Reading is my cure for everything.

That's why I was hired.

To help the children enjoy books.

My bag is always full of them.

Camille! Edmond!

Look, Manosque!

- Who are you? - We'regoing home.

You can't. Nobody is allowed into town.

- How long must we stay? - 3 days. To be on the safe side.

It's my fault. Without us you'd be far away.

- I'd better stay. - So, nobody hungry?

If you change your mind, tell me.

- On the menu? - Everything.

- Chicken? - Why not?

2 roastchicken. Wine bread, cheese, and cigars.

We have rules. Nothing enters but hard-boiled eggs.

- We want chicken, don't we? - No chicken comes in.

- We'll eat it at the door. - Done!

Pay up, then. 30 francs in advance.

I have expenses. It's not easy.

- Don't pay. It's robbery. - I don't like haggling...

- Call a doctor. - You'd have to shout.

- Why? - He scarpered this morning.

Get her outside.

In the sun.

Who'll help me?

Further away.

Wait!

Alcohol.

Mme Terasson...

Bring your bottle of spirits.

What for?

Hurry up.

Everyone back inside.

The servant gave a furtive smile.

She held the secret of awakening Tristan's love.

And watching over Isolde forever.

She held out the cup to him.

Tristan thought it was choice wine for King Mark.

He drank it down to the last drop.

What then?

I heard it came from India on a boat.

What are they doing?

- How many guards at night? - Two at the door.

I'll deal with them. You can all go.

- Go? Go where? - To the fields.

- You'll have to run. - They'd never leave their bags.

That's your food.

- In two days we get passes. - In two days you'll be dead!

- Likesome? - No... honestly, no.

- Don't stay there. - And the others?

- What others? - The ones with him.

We found only him. You knew him?

Your horse?

Too bad.

My God! Don't stay there.

Come in, children.

Theair has tiny flies in it!

Close your mouths.

Mme. Marguerite.

Monsieur has a friend here. An Italian.

From Piedmont. A cobbler.

Behind the church. Giuseppe.

You have to cross town.

I'll find it. Thank you.

Goodbye, Mademoiselle.

Goodbye, Monsieur. Godspeed.

Take "Rinaldo and Armida". Return it later.

Yes, but at present...

At the end when he leaves to save Jerusalem...

...she says something beautiful.

Poisoner!

The poisoner!

What kind of poison is it?

He took it from his bag!

Leave that.

Move back. Get up.

Leave him to us.

Hang him!

Murderer!

The government paid you, eh?

To kill workers.

And say it's cholera.

You won't get away with it.

He looks like an aristocrat.

Leon... did you find the box?

It was here. Someone moved it.

It's no use. I looked there.

We've another one.

Fine. Put him there.

So, Leon?

Can't find it.

Hurry, for God's sake.

Everyone's denouncing everyone.

Even within families. Pitiful.

They blame priests, Jews...

Cholera is horrible but this is worse!

I'm...

A fountain poisoner.

The third since yesterday.

They'll hang me. They've seen angels with swords...

...snakes with beards and rats singing Ave Maria!

Why come to this mad town?

To see a friend.

You still have a friend?

God, I'm cold.

I'm never this cold now.

What does it mean?

Burn it! Burn it all!

It's late.

Giuseppe?

"Italy Awake!"

It's him.

Where are they from?

He's there!

I see him.

I'm not dead.

Give me that.

You're a brave cat.

My mother would like you.

Could you...

...take a message to her in Milan?

You'll easily find her. All cats know her.

A duchess who talks of revolution.

Tell her how I'm doing.

Coming?

Murderer!

Stop him!

Come away, children.

You shouldn't like people.

Beware if they're frightened.

See that Austrian? He came from Italy to kill me.

So far to bring death. And now look.

Maybe God wants to finish it. Finish mankind, at least.

What will you do without us? Eh? You cats.

Stay here!

Come back.

Don't be afraid.

I'm a gentleman.

Why should I be afraid?

The whole town is afraid.

You too?

Me? No.

Then why hide?

Well, I...

It's complicated. I've been hiding all day on the roofs.

I haven't slept for 2 days.

I came to your attic to rest.

I know. I heard.

I woke you?

You must be hungry?

I'm very thirsty.

I was about to eat.

No, wait...

What?

I'm a sight. I'll scare them.

There's no one here.

I don't want to intrude.

I'm inviting you.

Forgive me.

I look rough.

Yet you open your home.

My aunts' house.

Ah, they're...?

They left 3 days ago. Come.

They left only tea, bread and honey. Is that alright?

It's fine. Perfect.

The bread's stale.

You have to break it.

Why are you standing? You're tired. Sit down.

- It's your cat? - Yes. No. He followed me.

He broke my aunt's glass. If I survive, she'll scold me.

I'm sorry.

Stay there. Wait for me.

I'm making horrid noises. Forgive me. My dry throat...

Stop apologising. It's tiresome.

- Forgive me ...I'll make some more tea.

- I'm not depriving you? - No. Rest assured.

You can't stay in this town.

You open your door to strangers.

It's very rash.

Really?

I didn't open it. You fell from the sky.

You should have gone with your aunts.

Why didn't you?

Why?

I don't have to answer.

Forgive me.

Again.

It's quaint?

You think it's ridiculous?

It's reassuring to meet someone like you in these times.

I congratulate the person who brought you up.

Your mother?

Yes.

Your age?

Twenty-five.

As much as that?

Well, I'll be going.

What...?

Thank you for tea. Goodbye, Madame.

What did I say?

I don't like being ridiculed.

I didn't. Not intentionally. You're very sensitive.

Very.

Don't leave. Please.

Stay a little longer.

I'm frightened too.

You hide it well.

Thank you.

I'll find it, don't worry.

Every year they hide their plums in brandy.

My adorable aunts drive me mad.

Madame?

Come on.

Put your hat on.

Angelo!

Giuseppe!

"Dearest mother, will this letter reach you?

"There is no mail, the roads and ports are all cut off.

"Cholera has ravaged France, as you must know.

"May Italy be preserved, God willing.

"I braved the epidemic to get this far.

"I'm now in Manosque with my exiled friends.

"I told them of the traitor among us.

"A man who was my childhood friend...

"...sold us to the Austrian police.

"Maggionari, Yes, Paolo, do you remember him?

"He used to bring us strawberries.

"He's the traitor.

"I've seen the sickness strike at random.

"It kills everyone, friend or foe.

"The Austrians chasing us are mostly dead.

"What's the meaning of this? Do you know, mother?

"Is there a hidden message I have missed?

"Some talk of God's Punishment, but for what sins?

"I am not prepared for this test.

"I try to behave correctly but it's not easy.

I do seem to be learning, to be content with little."

Keep moving.

I'm done for.

Keep going.

What for? Stop. It's pointless.

We're all going to die.

Quiet!

I hate this country. I want to go home.

- What are you doing? - Taking what's mine.

You scum.

Leave? To go where?

The whole area is blocked off.

There must be a way.

The army controls all the road-blocks.

Find me a horse and I'll get through.

Maybe... you might. Where would you go?

I want to go back to Italy.

Italy!

You'll be caught as soon as you cross the border.

So be it. Then I'll fight.

At least I'll die for something.

Here we're dying for nothing.

Find me a horse, Giuseppe.

"I leave for Italy in 2 hours, it was decided tonight.

"I'll go to Milan with money collected by the patriots here.

"Giuseppe used to ship it from Marseilles to Genoa, not now.

"The epidemic ended that... but they need it in Milan...

"...For the long struggle ahead.

"You never said revolutions need money.

"Will you be in Milan?

"Or will you be back in Turin?

"I wondered who would bring you this letter.

"In the end, it will be me.

"I'll watch you read it on your patio.

"Turning the pages with that impatient gesture.

"I'll see the poplar tree you made me climb as a boy,

To make me overcome my fear."

With papers or no papers, you can't pass. Go home.

Maggionari!

Come away, children.

My father...

They arrested my father.

I had no choice.

He's dead?

You knew him?

Yes, as children.

Madame, come back!

They fear contagion.

Naturally.

And you?

What about me?

Don't I frighten you?

Here...

No, madame. Don't!

Friends of yours?

I don't even know them.

I can't bear them any more.

Why stay with them?

An officer said he might get passes for us.

Not true. There are no passes. He'll put you in quarantine.

It kills you faster.

Don't mock. For days I've searched for a way out...

...jeered at by drunken soldiers.

Come with me.

- Where to? - Down river.

I tried. It's blocked there too.

- How many soldiers? - 10. Maybe 20.

Any horsemen?

It should be easy.

- You need a horse. - I have one.

- Where? - Up there.

Good. We can leave at once. Go and get it.

Do you have a bag? I'll help you.

You don't trust me?

As you wish.

I'd have liked to help you. After what you did for me.

- I did nothing. - Tea when I was thirsty.

- More soldiers today. - Even worse...

- What's worse? - The sun's going in.

What are they up to? Go and see.

I'll go. Don't move.

- Where are you going? - I can pay.

There's nothing to pay. Turn back.

How much? I was told 7 francs.

- Two makes 14. - Stop.

20. Who do I pay?

Say how much.

Dismount.

Now!

Shoot them!

Give it here.

We can't see.

I was right, eh? Always use the sun.

- Remember that. - I promise.

- You talk like an officer. - I'm a colonel.

Colonel? They have colonels as young as you?

Yes. In Italy.

- Your horse is beautiful. - Glad you like him.

- What is his name? - I don't know. I stole him.

- For Italy you go to Digne. - I know.

We part now. I take the Sisteron road.

- To Sisteron? - No.

- Where to, then? - To Gap.

- But that's very far. - I know the way.

Don't worry. I've already troubled you.

Thank you. I was fortunate to meet you.

Without you I'd be... who knows where?

Goodbye.

Come.

Quickly.

Looking for us?

Maybe.

We hardly passed unnoticed.

You'll be stopped going down the valley.

- Go over the mountains. - I don't know the way.

- I'll come with you. - It's not your road.

- I'll go to Italy via the Alps. - A long detour.

- Not too long ...I won't let you?

Don't change your plans. I can go alone.

You think I can't?

I can't leave a woman in all this.

If I forbid you?

I'll come anyway. It's my duty to help you.

That's how I was brought up.

Tell me where you are going.

- To Théus. - Where's that?

- Near Gap. - Let's go.

I'd hate being your soldier.

Me too.

This place is deserted too.

The barn...

There will be hay. You can rest.

I'm not tired, I can go on.

But it will soon be dark.

Run. Cover your head.

You're not asleep?

No, I can't.

You really won't make a fire?

Are you cold?

A little.

Who'll see? We're miles from anywhere.

We're not, and I know the dragoons.

They'll have 30 scouts out tonight.

I'll make a fire at daybreak.

You're so organised. Are you from a military family?

- I think so. - What do you mean?

I never knew my father.

He came to Italy with Napoleon, then left.

He may be dead or alive. Nobody knows.

- Put these on. - I have some.

- Wool stockings are warmer. - I never wear them.

Do as I say.

- This place is no safer. - So why the road-blocks?

Why indeed? Soldiers can't stop cholera.

Forgive me.

Is all that money yours?

I'm carrying it.

To Italy?

Yes.

Were you hiding in France?

Yes.

Where were you?

Aix.

Aix...

I spent months there last year.

- Were you there then? - Yes.

Strange... we could have met.

- Did you go out much? - Never.

Of course...

I love Aix. I have many friends there.

Where are they today? Like us. On the road?

Or in their houses afraid to breathe?

Fate does not favour me.

It seems everyone I love disappears.

The plague will end, but my world will be empty.

Listen, someone's playing...

The other side of the valley.

Mozart. German dances.

Calm down.

Forgive me.

I could hear it.

It was beside me.

I was asleep but I heard.

It was like a voice.

Speaking softly, seducing me.

I was immobile, accepting.

As if I had agreed.

I opened my eyes.

It jumped on me, pecked me.

Where did it peck you?

Here.

Come.

You have water to make tea?

Not here. Later.

I forgot about the birds.

They don't fear men any more.

Did you touch it?

The bird? A little.

Get up. Hold out your hands.

Rub them together.

What are you doing?

Don't come near. Stay there.

Listen...

No need to come so near.

Where does that track lead?

The main road. It'll take you anywhere you want.

Don't go. The dragoons will get you.

And that way?

To Sorbiers. But don't take that either.

They're all dead, they refused my cure.

- What cure? - My elixir. Likesome?

It's made with herbs from far away lands.

- It saves lives ...You sell it?

You expect me to give it away?

3 francs isn't much to save your life.

I've given some away but that doesn't work.

You have to pay for it to work.

- Here... - I'll pay 10 francs extra.

- Tell me a safe way to Gap. - Gap is a long way.

Two gold coins.

Too much. Don't accept.

All right.

At the fork there's a mill.

Take the right, not the left.

Left is to Montjay. That's bad.

Montjay?

We pass through?

No. Avoid it.

Why?

Enough soldiers for a garrison. Not a single case of sickness.

- No wonder it's sealed off. - I'm going there.

You'll be detained.

Do you know M. Peyrolle?

Peyrolle is the mayor.

You know where he lives?

Yes, but it's a long detour for Gap.

Excuse me...

I'd like a word.

What about Théus?

Yes, later. Montjay first.

It's important. You see?

No. It's full of soldiers.

Go on your way.

You've wasted enough time.

Your friends are waiting.

You'll take me, won't you?

That all depends.

I'll pay. Can you get me in?

Well, I'm not really sure.

It depends.

Leave it.

I can't give him gold coins, yet you give this ring.

I've no money.

How much?

No. I refuse.

I won't leave you with him. He'll denounce you.

- So, how much? - 100 francs.

Where's your box?

Marseilles is piled with bodies.

People have gone mad.

They shout and run around.

I've heard it said it's the flies.

Flies indeed! If only it were.

In Saint-Cyrice, it rained toads.

At Motte a dog said his catechism.

Wait.

Leave it. It'll hinder you.

They're there. I see lights.

I'm leaving.

Goodbye.

- Don't touch me. - I won't. Come with me.

- You don't need me. - You're staying.

- Why? - Because...

- Afraid for the horses? - Among other things.

Honestly, I don't know. This is the limit.

I too love poetry. But not with politics.

- You can't forbid it. - Why not?

When Victor Hugo laments the workers' plight, I say beware.

He is supporting the mob. Don't be blind.

Excuse me.

Is M. Peyrolle in?

He's out. On what matter?

I'm Madame de Théus.

Oh my goodness!

Don't stand outside. Come in.

I'm Mme. Peyrolle. I'll fetch him.

Go round. I'll open for you.

Denise, go and fetch Monsieur!

Oh my God. Hurry.

Shall I wait here?

Get down.

Forgive us. Have you dined?

May I get something for you?

Some cutlery. Madame, could you...?

Mother, over here.

Madame, I'm Joseph Rigoard, the notary.

My wife, Mme. Rigoard. M. and Mme Barthélémy.

We are honoured by your presence...

Let the Countess take a seat.

Did you greet Madame de Théus?

Let him be.

Eat up. There's cake to follow.

- When did you arrive? - Just now.

From where? Théus?

No, from Manosque.

From Manosque. But...

It's hell there. You weren't actually in town?

Yes. For nearly a month.

I'll never forget it.

Such suffering, such horror.

You cannot imagine.

Pyres burning day and night. The stench...

Unbearable...

Burning what?

Nothing.

Don't, please...

I don't see how you got in. Through quarantine, I hope?

- No, I avoided it. - Yvonne, get up.

Move away from her. Come here.

What's happening?

Set the fowl down, Lucienne.

Madame, your attitude...

...frankly, it's criminal, words fail me!

- Joseph, please... - What?

Madame is not above the law. She's spreading disease.

You're shouting.

I can do more than that!

You're getting over-excited.

You're irresponsible. Women like you should be...

- Should be... - Should be what?

Should be what? Finish, sir.

I too was in Manosque. I have quite a tale.

I breathed the air and flies.

I tended the dying.

Don't go.

Fear is what kills.

Look at me.

I'm perfectly well.

Don't stay. These people insult you.

For once, let me do things my way.

Well, I'm not staying.

Eat this and wait with him in the garden.

And wine?

- Andre, please... Andre. - Let me in!

Monsieur Peyrolle.

- Isn't your husband with you? - No.

- Where is he? - Don't you know?

- How would I? - You were with him.

- Monsieur? - He escorted me.

- You were with him in Valence? - Yes, but... come with me.

The bottle?

Don't speak about Valence. You know the meeting was secret.

I hoped to see you.

Where is my husband?

Not at Manosque?

No. He's not.

He went there to get you.

When?

10 days ago.

Oh my God.

Our meeting was interrupted. Didn't you wait at your aunts?

I waited as long as I could. I thought... I don't know what.

That he hadn't got through and returned to Théus.

The army evacuated the town. I should have...

- It's my fault if he's hurt. - Come. Sit down.

I saw him in a dream.

He was on the road.

His face black with cholera.

That awful stony face.

He came towards me.

He held out his hand and...

Then suddenly, he fell.

His face...

His body burst into flames.

I'd never disobeyed him before.

He asked meto go to Valence. I didn't.

I left on my own.

Now, he may be...

I know it's my fault.

Don't say such things.

I feel lost.

Stay here a while.

No, not here.

I'll protect you.

You have nothing to fear.

I admire you.

I'm your devoted servant.

You know that.

No, wait.

Where are you going? Back to Théus?

- I don't know. - Listen to me.

I'll take you. You'll be safe. From cholera in the mountains.

- If Laurent doesn't return? - He will.

Men like him don't die of cholera.

At least he knows who he lives for.

What's this? Take that out.

- Breathe deeply, Andre ...You're suffocating us.

- We must disinfect. - Stop this.

- The priest said so. - Out of here.

We'll leave. You're right.

I'll prepare the carriage.

There's no need.

Madame has an escort.

They're here, Lieutenant. Hurry!

- You have horses? - Yes. Thank you.

- And money? - Your saddlebags?

They're escaping!

Get out. Never set foot in my house again.

What?

No harm in trying.

Stop!

I've done nothing.

Good morning.

I didn't want to wake you.

Thank you.

I'm leaving now.

Eat something first.

I'll make some polenta.

Then we'll go.

I'm not hungry.

I insist.

It's cold, you must eat.

No, I've tarried too long. I'll leave you my teapot.

I won't forget your kindness. If you're in France again...

Wait. Where are you going?

Back to Manosque.

- Wait. Stop to think. - I thought all night.

You don't know where your husband is.

You want me to go home while he's dying? I can't do that.

But you're safe. Don't risk the epidemic again.

That is not your affair.

You can't reach Manosque or find your husband.

It's pointless and stupid. You know.

I can see you have never loved.

Get off that horse. I order you.

Dismount.

Excuse me Mademoiselle?

Or is it Madame?

May I ask your name? I organise the chores here.

They're obligatory, even for ladies.

Théus. Madame de Théus.

Like the castle?

Yes.

This name. Théus.

Is anyone here of that name?

I'm afraid not. Are you looking for relatives?

I'm a colonel with the Piedmont Hussars.

I respect your laws and will accept quarantine.

Sergeant...

Make room.

Out of the way.

Make room.

Is this suitable, Colonel?

Some other spot?

Yes.

There.

Spread it out.

Colonel, you may need a blanket.

I have one.

Anything else...?

Nothing.

Your servant.

And soup is at 11 o'clock.

- Did they take anything? - My pistol.

I kept mine. I'll give you one.

I have your teapot. Their food's not safe.

- You did it on purpose. - Pardon?

You got captured on purpose.

I couldn't leave you here.

I counted the soldiers. 24 of them.

Some are ill. You saw their faces?

I'll fight two at a time on the stairs.

- I don't want you to fight. - I see...

- And how do we get out, pray? - Get out? To go where?

- I give up. - You? I don't believe it.

Just now, I looked down and thought.

It's easy to die, so swift, you just let go.

- Be quiet. - You know it's hopeless.

The sickness is everywhere. Maybe already in us.

That's not true.

Rest a while... sleep.

Don't you ever doubt?

Always so sure?

I do what I think best.

Why stay with me?

I might have infected you.

I slept in your coat.

Cholera avoids me like the plague.

I don't even know your name.

Pardi.

Angelo Pardi.

My name is Pauline.

Colonel...

Excuse me interrupting.

Alexandre Petit. Grain and seed merchant

About these wretched chores. I can find replacements...

Are you interested? 3 francs a day.

5 francs for two of you.

Your servant, Colonel.

Don't. It's for your friends.

I'll give it back. I have none.

I've been nothing but trouble.

If you hadn't met me...

...you could be over the border...

...in Milan...

...with your mother.

Leave me.

Save yourself. Escape.

I'll make some tea.

Mozart. German dances.

He's a musician from Marseilles. Like us, he was on the road.

At first people complained. Now they need him to sleep.

Was I asleep long?

Quite long. Since morning.

I didn't know I was exhausted.

I knew. You wouldn't admit it.

Always right.

It's very annoying.

We're leaving tonight.

Very well.

You'll follow me?

Yes.

You won't say...?

Not a word. I promise.

I'll obey you like a soldier.

Get up.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Colonel, you're mad.

Stop!

Help! Fire!

Come on! Hurry!

- Not this way. - Move.

- Where to? - The refectory.

- Not to our rooms. - Out of my way.

- It's locked. - I told you.

- What now? - I don't know.

Let me. I'm strong.

Back upstairs. Everyone.

Your rifle.

Drop it.

Stand back.

You approve, Colonel?

Where's my bag?

Careful. It's fragile.

Théus is behind that mountain.

Your country is not far.

From my window I see Italy.

They say it's bad in the valleys.

And here? Any soldiers about?

Why would they come?

Nobody dies here, only old folk as usual.

Is it far?

The village is beyond the woods.

The people there will bring us.

This is your land?

My husband's.

Can I buy a horse in Théus?

We'll give you one.

Are you leaving tonight?

Yes.

Why?

If you wish to stay a while...

No.

Who lives here?

Do you know?

No.

Thank you.

She doesn't seem happy to see me.

She hated you breaking her door.

Where are they?

You think...?

Warm yourself.

Sit here.

- I'll be back. - Where are you going?

- The cellar. - I'll come.

- Warm yourself. - You're soaked too.

I'll get some wine to heat up.

Don't wear that dress.

Doesn't it suit me?

It isn't safe.

There is no cholera on my land.

Here I dress in the evening.

You like it?

I don't know... yes.

Why did I choose it?

I know.

Why?

It's like your dress in Manosque.

I wondered if you'd notice.

I'll dry your coat.

More.

Not right away.

Now. Give me some wine.

I'm burning.

So much wine is not sensible.

Sensible. I admire you for being so resolutely sensible.

Isn't it tiresome at your age?

Sometimes.

It's strange.

You're so young yet so old.

Older than my husband who is 40 years older. He's not sensible.

- So I gathered. - You know nothing about him.

You don't even ask questions. Usually people gape...

...when I say how old he is.

What should I do? Shout?

Am I nothing to you?

I know what people think.

A country doctor's daughter.

My husband's rank and fortune.

They think that was the reason.

When I met him, he was beside a stream...

...with a bullet in his chest, almost dead.

I ran to fetch my father. We took him home. I was 16.

Father saved him, but I tended him day and night for weeks.

I didn't know who he was or why he was wounded.

I dared not ask. He was so mysterious.

Father cured him and he left.

I was sure he had forgotten me.

Six months later he came back.

He asked for my hand.

Stay. Tell me about yourself.

Tomorrow we part.

What's to say?

Tell me...

Of her... your mother.

Why of my mother?

Is there another woman in your life?

You're drunk.

She knows of your return?

She'll stop you fighting.

No. She has waited 20 years for this revolution.

- Isn't she afraid for you? - No. Never.

We must go.

Not now.

The storm is over.

I don't want to leave.

It's late.

Sleep here and leave tomorrow.

Come.

Go if you wish. I'm staying.

Very well.

You are so strange.

You follow me from Manosque. My knight, my guardian angel.

Now you pack your bags as if you're running away.

I'm not running. I'm leaving before dark.

I can hear your mother:

"Never spend the night alone with a woman."

You're raving.

What's wrong?

It's the wine, I think.

Mother isn't like you think.

For her, I'm never mad enough.

She's right.

Forgive me.

Will you find your way?

I'll stay a while. I'm tired.

Don't lie in those beds.

Don't worry about me now.

Pauline...

Let me die.

I covered you. You were cold.

I feel so weak.

You nearly died.

Give me your hand.

It's the Count. He's here.

Laurent!

"Dear Angelo, where are you?

"I'm writing to Turin where you said your mother lived.

"I hope her name suffices as an address.

"But if she gets it, will she know where you are?

"We heard about the uprising against the Austrians.

"Were you part of it? I'm sure you were.

"We also heard that the war has spread through Italy.

"I feel I have to write to you.

"You must be happy in the revolution you longed for.

"But news of the battles worries me.

"Please write to me, at least let me know you're alive.

"It was a year before the cholera disappeared, as it had come.

"It reached Paris and we feared it would engulf all France.

"Last summer I went back to Aix, Everything looks the same.

"But it is not, the plague was worse there than elsewhere.

"Looking at the carefree people, one wonders about them.

"Where were they? Who did they lose?

"Where did you live in Aix? You told me so very little.

"You talked only of a place near the Bishop's Palace.

Strange, but I think I found the house."

Pauline received no reply for a long time.

She had given up hope when the following year...

...a letter arrived from Italy.

Laurent de Théus knew before Pauline that memories of Angelo would not fade.

He already knew that when she chose to go to him...

...he would open his hand....

...and let her go.