All language subtitles for New Moon (1940) HDTVRip Regret

♪ Wanting you, through
the years I have yearned for you ♪

♪ My love that I adore ♪

♪ The sky is blue, the night is cold ♪

♪ The moon is new but love is old ♪

♪ And while I'm waiting here ♪

♪ This heart of mine is beating ♪

♪ Lover, come back to me ♪

♪ When they play that Randonnee
you can dance your cares away ♪

♪ You will dance all night till the broad
daylight and then you'll dance all day ♪

You had best watch your
niece Madame de Rossac.

Our dashing monsieur Dubois
is falling head over wig for her.

Monsieur Dubois.

Marianne wouldn't be
interested in a thousand Dubois.

Just before we left Paris,
we refused the prince de Conde.

The prince de Conde?

Just one month ago we were
singing a solo for the queen.

- Really? The queen?
- Yes, my dear.

♪ Will find you in its sway
for once perchance you'll find romance ♪

♪ So dance the night away ♪

- Lovely Mlle, lovely.
- Oh, thank you captain.

How long do you suppose it'll be before we...

What's that noise, captain?

Oh, the cattle in the hold, I suppose.

Once in a while the sea
makes them rather restless.

If Mlle de Beaumanoir would sing for us...

I'm sure the spell of her voice would
make us deaf even to the roar of lions.

I'll try my powers.

Will you play Paris in the key of D please?

♪ I was a stranger in Paris ♪

♪ Facing the danger in Paris,
it was evening in Paris ♪

♪ But somehow I faced it alone.
He was no stranger in Paris ♪

♪ He was no danger in Paris,
he was handsome and charming ♪

♪ A man with a mind of his own.
Now I'm no stranger in Paris ♪

♪ I faced the danger in Paris
and found heaven in Paris ♪

♪ Here's to romance, vive la France ♪

- Encore, encore.
- Encore, encore.

♪ He tipped his hat, I turned away ♪

♪ He said bonjour, he whispered... ♪

♪ And that's the way they do it in Paris ♪

Well captain, I seem to have
taught your cows a pretty song.

Mlle, if you must know,
they are cattle of a softer hide.

If you make them sing, I'll make them dance.

Establish discipline in the hold.

♪ Oh, lo, he's fat but we are lean ♪

♪ If we complain, the guillotine ♪

♪ Oh, there's a madman in the Tuileries
but that's the way they do it in Paris ♪

♪ You'll get no meat, you'll get no bread ♪

Shut them all up, soak them.

♪ Cut off their head ♪

♪ Without a mouth you won't get hungry.
Oh, that's the way they do it in Paris ♪

- Shut the pump.
- Quiet.

Greetings sir and thanks for the shower.

For that, no meals tomorrow.
Water and hardtack at noon only.

Hey, what about the
captain's duty to the king?

What's that?

His duty is to sell bondsmen in New Orleans.

If he keeps on starving us he
won't have anything to sell except...

skeletons for medical students.

We want air, we want light.

- What's your name?
- Charles Mission, at your service.

I'll report this to the captain in
the morning, he might listen to you..

Is he going to do anything for us?

Have you heard men? I'm
going to see the captain in the morning.

- Good work Charles.
- Hope you can get us what we want boy.

We're all backing you.

- We want to talk to you Charles.
- Aren't you fellas ever sleepy?

Me, Alexander and Pierre, we think you
better not go to see the captain tomorrow.

- What, no humble request?
- Suppose he finds out who you are?

I'm number 35, Charles Mission, deported
for singing seditious ditties in the streets.

An assumed name is
not much of a disguise your grace.

Charles, we three know that if...

Mission is guillotined
there won't be much left...

on the shoulders of the
noble Duc Charles de Villiers.

Tambour.

Well my friends, seems
though my head is in your hands.

- We haven't told a soul your grace.
- Stop gracing me.

If I'm found out and strung up that won't
make my grace look any more gracious.,

So, you were caught again?

Oh, I managed to be arrested just outside
Paris under a false name for a minor offense.

Just enough to get myself safely deported
from the clutches of the king's police.

But you won't get
a chance to escape this time.

Oh yes, I will escape and
every man in this cage with me.

Just one month after this ship
reaches New Orleans another ship...

the New Moon, will arrive there.

A ship loaded to the
hatches with arms and provisions.

Captain Montdeux...

my brother-in-arms in the king's navy has had
her secretly chartered just for our rescue.

Quiet Tambour.

Let's keep the men hopeful
and patient but no word of this.

Too many ears always
end in one tongue too many.

- Tambour, go cheer the men.
- Aye, aye, Mission.

Now look here brothers.
Now look here brothers, look here.

I've been doing a wee bit
of tramping on these oceans...

and I've been chained
up like this so many times...

I ought to start sprouting feathers.

Now wait a minute, if you want
Charles to see the captain in the morning...

keep alive and howling.

- I'd like to see the captain please.
- He's not in Mlle.

- But Isn't there anyone in?
- Well there is, in a way.

Thank you, I'll wait.

Oh?

- Forgive my intruding monsieur.
- Forgive my shirtsleeves Mlle.

I, I assume you're one of the officers.

You'll find no officer aboard more
eager to please you than I Mlle.

- Thank you, where is the captain?
- I don't know Mlle.

He'll never forgive himself
for having missed your visit.

You don't mind if
I wait here for him, do you?

I beg you to be seated.

Thank you.

Of course you...

you might make note of my complaint
and forward it to the captain for me.

But beauty should command,
not complain, Mlle.

What is your pleasure?

Well, my, my aunt sent me
here, she's very nervous person.

She's had a difficult time to sleep
on this ship, especially last night...

with the hold full of
convicts yelling and yowling.

- You mean the bond servants?
- Yes, of course.

I pity the poor men, I don't blame
them for trying to have a little fun but...

Well, if something could be done about it.
I don't mean something unpleasant, of course.

I don't mean something unpleasant, of course.

I'm sure you don't Mlle,
your face answers for your heart.

Please tell your aunt that those men
are going to be sold at auction among...

planters in New Orleans
like so many heads of cattle.

I do hope she'll consider their coming
life of toil and starvation under the whip...

a satisfactory
atonement for her sleepless nights.

Oh, I'll explain this to my aunt.

Explain to her as well, while
you're about it Mlle...

those men were
not having fun last night but...

were clamoring for
food to eat and air to breathe.

How terrible.

Under the circumstances I, I'm...

sure my aunt will approve if
I leave without seeing the captain.

Monsieur.

I felt like kissing your hand on behalf...

of those abandoned men for your
consideration of them, am I forgiven?

- Am I forgiven?
- Well, not that much.

I thought I'd met all the officers on
board but I don't seem to remember you.

Will you remember me now?

Well of course, it might
help if I knew your name.

- Charles Henri.
- But those are both given names.

The only ones a woman really remembers.

- You're very romantic, aren't you monsieur?
- Yes Mlle, very. Aren't you?

Within reason.

Well, I really must be going now.

Oh, I'd like you to meet
my aunt, she adores officers.

Do you?

Some of them, if they're good dancers.

Oh, I'm afraid I'll have no chance to
dance for a long time Mlle.

- Your duties?
- Yes Mlle, night and day.

- But don't you ever sleep?
- Rarely.

But obviously all
dreams do not come in sleep.

Please take no offense if I don't
accept your invitation Mlle.

I regret it more than I can say.

It's quite all right, it was,
it was mostly for my aunt.

Kindly put me at her feet.

Of course,

when the ship gets to New Orleans, I wouldn't
be at all surprised if we met again anyway.

You might be very much surprised Mlle.

Oh Well, it's been
charming meeting you monsieur.

I remain enchanted Mlle.

Charles Henri.

- Marianne, what you looking for?
- Oh, nothing in particular.

- Come dear, the governor is arriving.
- Oh, really?

- Yes dear, yes.
- Oh, pardon me. See for yourself.

Well darling, the governor isn't
going to pop down from the mainmast.

- Are you looking for something Mlle?
- Oh, no, no, just the maneuvering.

Just the maneuvering, eh?

- Good morning captain.
- Your excellency.

Please show me to Mlle de Beaumanoir.

Mlle de Beaumanoir, may I present
his excellency, the governor of Louisiana.

My dear Mlle...

As the governor of this colony and
one of the oldest friends of your family...

it gives me great pleasure to
welcome you back to New Orleans.

Thank you, your excellency.

Auntie, may I present the Comte
de Bartis, governor of Louisiana.

My aunt and chaperone,
madame Valerie de Rossac.

I am charmed, madame.
I hope you will enjoy New Orleans.

Oh, Brugnon.

You remember Jacques Brugnon Mlle?
You were such a child when you left.

Of course I remember.
I'm glad to see you again Brugnon.

Thank you Mlle.

As administrator of
your late grandfather's estate...

let me assure you we are all happy to welcome
you to the plantation as our new mistress.

Thank you.

Mardi Gras is approaching.
Quite an affair our mardi Gras, you'll see.

May I have the honor of escorting you ashore?

Mardi Gras.

Oh auntie, couldn't we have a party and
invite the ship's officers to plantation?

Still maneuvering my dear?

♪ Ships may come and ships may go ♪

- What if it goes on forever Julie?
- Could it be love perhaps Mlle?

- Oh, does love go on forever?
- Well, I suppose so Mlle,

If one knows how to keep it rolling.

Oh, how does one keep it rolling, Julie?

Well, that I wouldn't be knowing Mlle.

Julie, do you believe in love at first sight?

Well, I've found love at second
sight more difficult, Mlle.

Oh, I'm so sorry Mlle.

Flowers for Mlle, sent by all the officers
of the Joie Des Anges before sailing.

All right. Oh, you may bring Mlle's
breakfast up and wheel out the tub.

- From the officers of the Joie Des Anges.
- Yes, aren't they beauties?

Yes, one nicer than all the rest.

Julie, we have a wolf in
sheep's clothing in our midst.

Go, send Brugnon to me at once, I don't
like my overseer taking part in jokes.

- Jokes, Mlle?
- Yes, jokes.

Even charming jokes.

- But even a wolf can be taught a lesson.
- Yes, well I think I'll go get Brugnon.

Yes, I should think so.

Oh, put it there on the coffee table.
Please, but don't make any noise.

I'm not sure Mlle
is quite herself this morning.

- Chocolate, Mlle?
- Yes, thank you.

- Milk?
- If you think so.

- Sweet?
- Yes, of course.

- I understand your ship sailed.
- Godspeed to her Mlle.

- Don't you think your captain might miss you?
- Oh no Mlle, not at all.

Have you given up the sea?

I had no choice Mlle.

You'll have to explain that if you
want to be believed monsieur.

You'll have to do a lot of
explaining if you want to be forgiven.

I'll admit, calling on me under
disguise is very romantic but...

But it doesn't make your presence in
my boudoir any less embarrassing.

Come in.

- Mlle.
- Oh Brugnon, come here.

I see you've found an exceptional servant.

I, I hope so, Mlle.

And I suppose you had no difficulty in
persuading him to enter my service, eh?

Has he done something to displease you Mlle?

Well, I haven't quite
made up my mind about that yet.

Brugnon...

I suppose you received a pretty penny
for your share in monsieur's little joke?

My share?

But Mlle, I bought this man
last night at the bond servant's auction.

Guizot, your majordomo was with me.

- The bond servant's auction?
- Yes.

I have the receipt for your
money from the ship's captain.

- This man is yours for life.
- Oh, for life.

- Nonsense.
- Was the personal valet to Duc de Villiers.

According to his papers.

The truth now monsieur.

Every word you've heard, Mlle.

Thank you Brugnon, you may go..

So it was in the captain's
cabin you were disguised.

I was there as spokesman for my
fellow bond servants Mlle.

I couldn't shock a lady by the sight of
shirtsleeves, I used any coat at hand.

Knowing all the while I was
mistaking you for one of the officers.

- Making the most of it.
- Well, the almost of it.

- More chocolate Mlle?
- No.

- So, the officer was a valet.
- Yes, Mlle.

What wine is served with fish?

Rhine wine with oysters, Sauterne with
sea fish, Chablis with soft water fishes.

Yes.

How would you announce the Duc de Villiers?

His serene highness
the seventh Duc de Villiers...

Prince of Patois,
Count of Ilbois, Marquis of France,

honorary Canon of Gemie, Knight of the
Golden Lamb, Knight of the Cross of Crete...

Cross of Calatrava, Commander en seconde
of his majesty's frigate the Indomitable...

- adjutant major of the...
- Yes, that's enough.

Yes Mlle.

Oh, and Moselle wine with
crayfish, lobster and minor crustacea.

Why were you deported?

I...

Drank one glass too many of the Duc's...

excellent cognac and found myself
singing revolutionary songs in the street.

The prefect of police thought that my
voice would sound better at a distance.

I beg forgiveness for my attitude
in the captain's cabin Mlle.

Oh, I forgive you, before I forget it.

You may go back to your duties now.

May I say that I'm glad to be
in your service Mlle?

You may go.

What's your name?

Charles Henri Mlle, Charles, if convenient.

Thank you.

Charles.

♪ Shoes to shine ♪

♪ Shoes to shine, fancy shoes
for dancing and romancing too ♪

♪ Shoes for fashion and for fun,
everything beneath the sun ♪

♪ Shoes that do not choose to run ♪

♪ Will I ever get you done? ♪

♪ Shoes for shopping, going,
stopping, shoes for rain ♪

♪ Long before I'm through
I'll have to start again ♪

♪ Shoes for morning, noon and night,
every shade from black to white ♪

♪ Every type from boot to pump ♪

♪ Suddenly my heart goes thump ♪

♪ For I spy one special shoe ♪

♪ That will tell me tales of you ♪

♪ Pray little shoe, my petite one, say
little shoe, how's my sweet one? ♪

♪ Is she aware how very much I'm caring? ♪

♪ Love is a gay, daring stranger
bright with the flame of danger ♪

♪ So will it be forever, forever ♪

♪ Softly as in a morning sunrise
the light of love comes stealing ♪

♪ Into a newborn day ♪

♪ Oh, flaming with all the glow of sunrise ♪

♪ A burning kiss is sealing
the vow that I'll betray ♪

♪ For the passions that thrill love
and lift you high to heaven ♪

♪ Are the passions that kill love
and let you fall once more ♪

♪ So end the stories ♪

- Julie, who is that singing?
- Oh, that's Charles Mlle.

- Hasn't he a lovely voice?
- He's a loud, strong voice.

Ask him to come see me at
once in the library please.

♪ Will take it all away ♪

- You wish to see me Mlle?
- I do.

Well, don't stand in
the doorway, come in, come in.

Gladly, Mlle.

- Must you sing while working?
- No Mlle.

I'm afraid I was over enjoying my work.

Over enjoying? What was your work?

Polishing your shoes Mlle.

Was it the habit of the Duc de Villiers to
allow you to sing while polishing his shoes?

I blush to confess the Duc
de Villiers has always taken an...

exaggerated pleasure in my voice Mlle.

Oh, I hold nothing against your voice,
except that I don't want to hear it.

Very well Mlle.

Regret having irritated you.

Well, it's not only your singing, it's,
it's your whole attitude that's irritating.

The way you walk, the
way you talk, the way you listen.

You're positively
assuming the manner of a nobleman.

Many noblemen have learned their good
manners from their servants Mlle.

- That is a revolutionary remark.
- Many a truth is Mlle.

Now, look here Charles.

You may have been a rebel in France, the
conditions are quite different over here.

The one to command is a mere matter of
circumstance but someone has to command.

It happens to be me.

This you will please keep in mind.

Under any circumstances, even a Duc
should be proud to serve you Mlle.

Now Charles, you don't have to overdo it.

But if you'll enter into the proper
spirit I'll be very glad to reciprocate.

Who knows? You may find truer
friends in this house than you expect.

I am deeply moved Mlle.

And you don't have
to look at me that way either.

- I was just trying to make myself clear.
- Well, you have.

And I'm giving a party very
soon for the Mardi Gras Charles.

Guizot is in charge of all details of course.

Of course, Mlle.

You will do every little
thing exactly as he tells you.

Exactly, Mlle.

After all, he knows
more about the local etiquette at...

social functions than either you or I.

We must give him
his own way in all these details.

I will obey Guizot blindly Mlle.

Thank you Charles and remember,
servants should be seen, not heard.

Yes Mlle.

Marianne?

Marianne...

- you'll scream.
- Just a minute auntie.

Charles.

- Is he Charles?
- Oh yes.

But my dear, it's all about him.

- Oh, what's he done now?
- Nothing, but Guizot just told me Marianne,

- Charles was a lackey of the Duc de Villiers.
- Oh, I know that, what of it?

What of it? My dear, he must
know everything, but everything.

Oh well, I'm not
interested in the Duc de Villiers.

Well, you should be.
He's made history in scandal.

Didn't you ever hear about him
and the princesse de Caravaille?

- Good heavens. Why, that man...
- Auntie, auntie.

Will you please leave Charles alone?

First of all, I suppose and hope he's
not the sort to gossip about his ex-master.

Just leave that to me.

Secondly, I'm sure he'd find
your curiosity most unseemly.

- Please leave him alone auntie.
- Well, if that's the way you see it dear.

That I do.

For heaven's sake, may I hear about
something besides Charles for a change?

All right my dear, all right..

His excellency, monsieur Le Comte de Bartis.

Knight of Saint Louis,
governor of Louisiana...

for his majesty the king of France.

Your excellency, madame.

- Please forgive me.
- Forgive you Mlle?

But your reception compares with the
highest functions of the royal court.

- Yes my dear, it quite overwhelms me.
- Thank you.

Shall we join our guests?

Oh, with your excellency's pardon,
I'd like to see to the refreshments.

- Well Guizot, you have made a sensation.
- I, I was afraid so Mlle.

Afraid? Why do you say that?

Wherever did you learn to
do all these things so beautifully?

I only did what Charles told me to do Mlle.

- Charles?
- Yes Mlle, I see he was right.

He's right, was he?

But Mlle, you just said...

But I never said I wanted to
make myself conspicuous, did I?

But just now you said
was all done so beautifully.

But I didn't say I wanted you
to take orders from footmen.

Ah, Mlle, your party
will make history in our colony.

- Thank you.
- Makes you the queen of New Orleans.

Thank you so much.

But I tell you, I heard the story firsthand.

I was just telling them about
the Duc de Villiers darling.

Oh, auntie.

But it's practically like
bringing Paris right here to them.

Well, the duc escaped from the
Marquis' house chased by 20 servitors and...

and dogs.

The duc jumped over the wall and climbed
to the balcony of the princesse de...

- the princesse de...
- De Caravaille.

The princesse de Caravaille, the princesse
rang for help but before help arrived,

the Duc was in her
boudoir, where he remained for...

goodness knows how long. And
although I promised not to say how many...

at that very time the Duc had
nine other love affairs on his hands.

Have you met the Duc de Villiers Mlle?

No, never.

And if my aunt's story is
half true, I never want to.

De Piron, your arm please.

Your guests, Mlle, beg you to sing.

And who told them I sing?

Guizot Mlle,
made that the feature of your party.

Oh, and did Guizot decide what I should sing?

Guizot is for One Kiss Mlle.

Oh, he is, is he?

♪ Love, love all around me,
still no love has found me ♪

♪ Surely there will be
one love meant for me ♪

♪ Someone I would live for,
someone I have prayed for ♪

♪ All the night I've seemed
to see him in my dreams ♪

♪ Ever since dreams began
I've dreamed of just one man ♪

♪ One kiss, one man to save it for,
one love for me alone ♪

♪ One word, one bow,
to tell him I'm his all ♪

♪ One magic night within his
arms, with passion full of love ♪

♪ But all my life I love only one man ♪

♪ And no other man is the one ♪

♪ One love for me alone ♪

♪ One kiss, one word, my own,
one magic night within his arms ♪

♪ With passion full of love ♪

♪ But all my life I love only one man ♪

♪ And no other man is the one ♪

- A lovely voice Mlle.
- Thank you monsieur.

- Divine my dear.
- Madame thank you.

Why, you even change lackeys into statues.

- Charles.
- Yes Mlle.

Must you sing?
I suppose you'll be dancing next.

Alas, Mlle always
suggests dancing when my duties interfere.

Your duties? Your duties were
to obey Guizot, not to inspire him.

Thanks to you, I'll be the
laughingstock of the colony by tomorrow.

The laughingstock Mlle?

Yes, for my attempt to
dazzle New Orleans society...

with the profligate lavishness of Versailles.

You need fear nothing of the kind Mlle.

Tonight's ball is identical in every detail
to a party given by a lady years ago.

A party which gained for her a reputation
for taste and grandeur in New Orleans.

Well, must I copy some foolish
woman to establish my reputation?

The lady was your mother Mlle.

The party was given for your first birthday.

She herself arranged
everything to the last detail.

How do you know?

I've been dusting books in the library Mlle.

Among them was the diary of your uncle.

At this party, your mother sang the same
song, One Kiss, the last she heard in France.

The memory of this ball was one of her
last joys in this world Mlle.

Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know, Charles.

Please forgive me,
forget everything I've said.

Yes Mlle.

Mlle de Beaumanoir.
I'm so sorry to have to go.

But I'm living in Baton Rouge, you know.

It's a 12 hour journey and
the roads are like riverbeds.

My good man, will you
call my carriage for me?

- The carriage for...
- The marquesa de Bella Rosa, yes madame.

Dear, dear, that footman of yours...

We all noticed him during your divine
ball, he seems so devotedly attached to you.

- Did you bring him specially from Paris?
- He's a bond servant madame.

- My majordomo buys them here.
- Buys? Oh my dear, you must sell him to me.

None of my servants are for sale.

But my dear, this one is so
spectacular in a young woman's retinue.

People's tongues are so
uncharitable in New Orleans.

I wouldn't trust them even in
Baton Rouge if I were you madame.

Well well, if you will listen to a few of the
whisperings when you go back to the ballroom,

you'll send him galloping off
to me on your fastest horse.

- Your carriage madame.
- Goodbye my dear.

Don't forget, your
fastest horse, I'll pay for both.

Thank you, my dear man.

- Marquesa de Bella Rosa's footman.
- Good night my man.

- Alexander?
- Charles, your ship...

the New Moon, she's arrived. We saw her
drop anchor in the harbor from our stockade.

- At last, she's come.
- You saw her drop anchor?

Yes, Charles, she's lying about 3 miles out.

Andre Dijon paddled all the way out and back
on a raft, he read the name on the bowsprit.

There it was in large letters, New Moon.

Charles, we're awaiting your orders.

Assign crews to the longboats.
Send men to where they're hidden.

Be sure they slip out
of the stockades quietly.

Don't let anybody make a break before dawn.

- Aren't you coming with me?
- No, not now Alexander.

- Charles, is there anything wrong?
- No, not a thing wrong.

I'll see that you all get aboard safely.

- Just before dawn?
- Just before dawn, that's right.

- Au revoir Mlle.
- Au revoir.

- Thank you for a lovely evening.
- Oh, my pleasure.

- Au revoir.
- Au revoir.

♪ Troubles of the world ♪

♪ Troubles of the world,
soon I will be done... ♪

Am I hearing things?

Why, the slaves, celebrating
on the plantation madame.

- Oh, are they eating somebody?
- Not supposedly madame.

But it's carnival time for them too.

I beg forgiveness Mlle,
for what happened tonight...

- I only...
- Don't Guizot, it was a superb party.

- Then you're not displeased?
- No, I'm really very happy.

Oh, thank you, Mlle.

Oh Guizot, I'm going to a walk in the garden.
Will you ask Julie to bring me a scarf please?

- Yes Mlle, good night.
- Good night.

♪ No more weeping and wailing ♪

♪ No more weeping and wailing ♪

♪ No more weeping and wailing
I'm going to live with god ♪

♪ Soon I will be done with the troubles
of the world, the troubles of the world ♪

♪ Troubles of the world, soon I will be
done with the troubles of the world ♪

♪ Going home to live with god... ♪

- Mlle dropped her scarf.
- Thank you Charles.

It's a strange ritual Mlle.

You're a strange servant, Charles.

- In what way?
- Well I, don't quite know.

But your behavior, especially tonight.

The way you looked
at me while I was singing...

was hardly the...
I couldn't help looking at you Mlle.

I'm afraid you've been in the service
of this Duc de Villiers too long Charles.

You've even copied his manners. And from
all I hear, they're not very commendable.

Not commendable?

Well, didn't you tell my aunt all
about his perfectly disgraceful escapades...

and intrigues with one woman
after another? Is that commendable?

Oh that, why Mlle...

Not even a Duc can make fools
of women without degrading himself.

But if he should one day fall in love in
earnest wouldn't that redeem him?

His kind never falls in love in earnest.

- He thought that too once, but...
- Are you trying to defend him Charles?

No one else can Mlle.

And I suppose if you were
free you'd go right back to him?

If I had my choice Mlle, I'd never leave you.

- Look, they're going to the trouble tree.
- Trouble tree?

Yes, it's an old jungle superstition.

The Magnolia is an enchanted tree.

Look, one by one now
they'll stroke the trunk...

each one chanting his trouble.

The tree is supposed
to take away their sorrows...

grant their longings,
bring back their loved ones.

- ♪ All our troubles gone ♪
- Listen.

My nurse used to hum that strain.

I've often tried to find
words of my own to go with it.

♪ The sky was blue, the moon was new ♪

Once, when I was very little my
nurse took me to visit the trouble tree.

- What was your sorrow?
- I was lonely.

- Were you less lonely afterward?
- Oh yes, that's the magic of the tree.

We have a legend at home too.

A story of a humble shepherd
who loved a lady of high rank.

Hardly daring to hope,
he sang of his longing.

- Did she hear him?
- She answered his song.

I seem to recall
that legend and the song too.

Remember the words?

♪ My heart is aching for someone ♪

♪ And you are that someone ♪

♪ You know the truth of my story ♪

♪ You must believe what you see ♪

♪ I too may someday love someone ♪

♪ From somewhere there comes one ♪

♪ One who will hear the same story ♪

♪ That you're telling me ♪

♪ Wanting you, every day I am wanting you ♪

♪ Every night I am longing to
hold you close to my eager breast ♪

♪ Wanting love,
in that heaven I'm dreaming of ♪

♪ Makes that heaven seem far above
any hope that I'll gain my quest ♪

♪ Dreams are vain but I cling to the
merest chance that you may hear me ♪

♪ Dreams are vain, for whenever
I wake, I never find you near me ♪

♪ Wanting you, nothing
else in the world will do ♪

♪ In this world, you are all that I adore ♪

♪ All I adore ♪

♪ Wanting you, every day I am wanting you ♪

♪ Every night I am longing to
hold you close to my eager breast ♪

♪ Wanting love in
that heaven I'm dreaming of ♪

♪ Makes that heaven seem far above
any hope that I'll gain my quest ♪

♪ Dreams are vain but I cling to
the merest chance that you may hear me ♪

♪ Dreams are vain for whenever
I wake, I never find you near me ♪

♪ Wanting you,
nothing else in this world will do ♪

♪ In this world, you are all that I adore ♪

♪ All I adore ♪

The governor's carriage Guizot?

Oh yes Mlle, the governor is
in the library with another gentleman.

Thank you.

Sorry for this late
intrusion Mlle de Beaumanoir...

- but may I present Vicomte de Ribaud?
- Oh, I'm charmed.

The Vicomte is a special
commissioner in the king's secret police.

- Oh?
- Just here from Paris.

Why didn't you bring him to our party?

His ship arrived only an hour ago
Mlle, he has certain duties to perform.

The thankless duties of
a professional intruder.

Mlle, unfortunately my Mission is official.

As I have other plantation owners...

to see before the night is over,
may I disturb you with a few details?

Oh, it's no disturbance,
I assure you. Please go on.

My dear Mlle, since my arrival, I've
learned that you and other owners...

have acquired
recently deported bond servants.

Amongst them, posing as one of their
kind is the Duc Charles Henri de Villiers.

The Duc de Villiers?

In spite of his rank and title
the Duc turned traitor to his king.

Appointed himself the head of a group
composed of the scum and rabble of France.

On verge of apprehension
he wasn't above hiding behind...

the skirts of a foolish, misguided woman...

who aided him in his escape
and saved his neck from the block.

I presume you're referring to
the princesse de Caravaille?

The gazette recently announced
that the princesse had been exiled.

No reason given.

- Then what followed monsieur?
- Oh, we traced him as far as Le Havre.

There we found that he'd succeeded in...

shipping himself as a bondsman
to this colony on the Joie Des Anges.

Joie Des Anges?

But that's the ship I sailed on.

A rather unpleasant thought Mlle...

that one of your own bond servants might
be a fugitive from the executioner's block.

That is the reason for this
visit Mlle, to ask permission...

for an early morning inspection
of your plantation along with the others.

Granted monsieur.

I shall instruct Brugnon to give
you every possible assistance.

Imagine the Duc's surprise when he learns
that his whole scheme has been discovered.

Scheme?

Mlle, before leaving France, Charles de
Villiers planned not only his own escape...,

but the mass escape of all the
bond servants here in Louisiana.

In fact, the very ship on which I came was
the vessel intended to effect this escape.

We seized it as it was
about to leave Marseilles.

Well, Duc's ship will carry him
back, all right, but in irons.

Leaving behind some other
misguided woman, I suppose.

I can assure Mlle that there
is no danger of the bondsmen escaping.

I've declared martial law.

By morning, soldiers will be stationed
on every plantation in the colony.

All thoughts of plotting in the future
will be whipped from their hides.

Oh, Mlle is tired, come, let's
proceed to the other plantations.

- Good night Mlle.
- Good night and thank you.

Again my apologies for a very unsocial visit.

Appreciate your visit monsieur.

- I've been hoping you'd call me.
- Stay where you are.

- Where's your wig?
- My wig?

Lackeys wear wigs on duty, don't they?

They might be in a
mood to forget such details.

I'm not interested in your mood.

- What's happened Marianne?
- I had visitors, didn't you see them?

I only heard a carriage leave.

I lingered, I had new
questions to ask the trouble tree.

You don't have to explain.

What did Brugnon say your name was?

He said Charles Mission,
the name is on my papers.

Charles Mission, you will
go and pack immediately.

Pack?

I'm selling you, I'm sending you
to the marquesa de Bella Rosa.

She's on her way to Baton Rouge.

You will leave immediately
on my fastest horse, here.

Take this note to her.

Do I deserve this? What have I done?

If you're found in
New Orleans an hour from now...

you'll have only yourself to
blame for the consequences.

- I demand an explanation.
- You're in no position to demand.

I'm being all too merciful in
sending you away from New Orleans.

Don't strain your mercy
to the breaking point.

Such an endearing farewell makes me
glad to go and I promise you to ride fast.

- Will you go away?
- Goodbye Marianne.

- Friends, we're free.
- A pardon from the king?

- No, a ship arrived to rescue us.
- Charles, do you mean it?

- What do we do? Where do we go?
- Saddle your horses and follow me.

You've gone away.

I've lost you.

And so...

♪ My long days start ♪

♪ For even now, I miss you ♪

♪ Though we're not far apart ♪

♪ Still the memory of the kiss I gave you ♪

♪ Keeps returning to my yearning heart ♪

♪ The sky was blue and high above ♪

♪ The moon was new and so was love ♪

♪ This eager heart of mine was singing ♪

♪ Lover, where can you be? ♪

♪ You came at last, love had its day ♪

♪ That day is past, you've gone away ♪

♪ This aching heart of mine is singing ♪

♪ Lover, come back to me ♪

♪ Remembering every
little thing you used to say and do ♪

♪ I'm so lonely ♪

♪ Every road I've walked along
I've walked along with you ♪

♪ No wonder I am lonely ♪

♪ The sky is blue, the night is cold ♪

♪ The moon is new but love is old ♪

♪ And while I'm waiting here ♪

♪ This heart of mine is singing ♪

♪ Lover, come back to me ♪

Get off the road and into the bush.

Alexander.

Charles, Charles, your plot
must've been discovered in France.

The New Moon is commanded by Ribaud,
Comm. Of police and manned by royal marines.

Ribaud? Marines?

I saw platoons of marines being
landed, they're patrolling the town now.

I recognized Ribaud...

he and the governor were riding
toward the house of Marianne de Beaumanoir.

That's why she was sending me to Baton Rouge.

Baton Rouge?

Mercifully and
insultingly, I'll remember both.

Charles, Ribaud is come for you.

Take your chance through
the bayous and never mind us.

If I escape, we all escape.

We must reach the stockades
before the marines get there.

Get mounted, quickly, come on.

- How many sentries at the gates?
- Two.

We'll take care of them noiselessly.

- Tie him tight and bring his gun.
- Aye sir.

- Alexander, get the men out of the lockups.
- Yes sir.

Quick, the courtyard.

Meet me at the whipping post.

Courtyard, hurry.

Come out, release that man.

Men, the ship we were
waiting for is anchored in the river.

But it's in the hands of the police.

Our plan is been discovered, in a few hours,
the troops will take over the stockades.

We're ever to have our freedom,
we've got to fight for it tonight.

- You're crazy, what chance have we?
- Where can we go?

There are few men left
on the New Moon, it's our ship.

We're strong enough and
brave enough to take it back.

- Who's with me?
- Not me, I don't like it.

Friends, what have we to lose
but a life of starvation and servitude?

But pirating a ship means
hanging if we're caught.

If we're not killed first.

- It's our own ship we're taking back.
- The marines will shoot us down like animals.

- Would you rather live like animals?
- Without guns we haven't a chance.

We have a chance, Tambour, you
were a gunner on the Spanish main.

And that I was sir.

Jacques, you were a sail rigger. Aye.

There's enough seamen amongst us
to sail a ship to the end of the earth.

Friends...

will you come with me and show the king's
marines how the king's rebels can fight?

- All right, if I have to, I'll go alone.
- Wait Charles, I'll go with you.

- One man at last.
- And me too, sir.

- Two.
- I'm with you Charles.

- Now there's 4 of us.
- Me too.

5, 6, 7, 8, 9. Now we're 10.
That makes an army, come on.

Ride to the Gonzales stockade, tell
the men we march into the bayou.

- Jacques, to the Burdulier stockade.
- Aye.

- Paul, to the Biron.
- Aye.

Who's going to stop us now?

♪ Give me some men who are stouthearted men ♪

♪ Who will fight for the right they adore ♪

♪ Start me with 10 who are stouthearted men
and I'll soon give you 10,000 more, ♪

♪ Shoulder to shoulder and bolder
and bolder they grow as they go to the fore ♪

♪ Then there's nothing in
the world can halt or mar a plan ♪

♪ When stouthearted men
can stick together man to man ♪

♪ You who have dreams
if you act, they will come true ♪

♪ To turn your dreams
to a fact it's up to you ♪

♪ If you have the soul and the spirit,
never fear it, you'll see it through ♪

♪ Hearts can inspire
other hearts with their fire ♪

♪ Let the flame burn high
for tonight, we do or we die ♪

♪ Give me some men who are stouthearted men,
who will fight for the right they adore ♪

♪ Start me with 10 who are stouthearted men
and I ll soon give you 10,000 more ♪

♪ Shoulder to shoulder and bolder and
bolder they grow as they go to the fore ♪

♪ Then there's nothing in this
world can halt or mar a plan ♪

♪ When stouthearted men
can stick together man to man ♪

♪ We're ready to go, we're ready
to give it a thousand more. ♪

- ♪ Who's ready to go? ♪
- ♪ We're ready to fight. ♪

♪ Who's ready to fight and willing to die?
♪ - ♪ Aye, fight, fight, fight, fight. ♪

♪ Shoulder to shoulder and bolder
and bolder we grow as we go to the fore ♪

♪ Then there's nothing in
this world can halt or mar a plan ♪

♪ When stouthearted men
can stick together man to man ♪

Tie them up and take them below.

Make ready to sail.

Loose all sails.

Up anchor.

- Pierre, take the wheel.
- Yes sir.

Steady, hard by the wind.

I, for one hope you never catch him monsieur.

No handsome man should
ever have his head chopped off.

Why not madame? Many a head
is been lost on account of a handsome man.

Well, if he had told me who he was...

I would've helped him to escape under
your very nose my dear commissioner.

Be satisfied madame, he has escaped
under my very nose, even without your help.

As you know Mlle.

Now, it's given him
a whole fortnight's start on me.

The captain of the Fleur De Lys has my
orders Vicomte, you'll not lose another day.

- The Fleur De Lys?
- A ship bound for Martinique madame.

The first one here since the
bondsmen's escape, she's sailing tonight.

In Martinique...

monsieur Ribaud will commandeer a
battleship and start combing the seas for...

A battleship your excellency?

The whole west indies fleet if necessary.

Monsieur, does the Fleur De Lys
return to France after Martinique?

She does.

Very well. Auntie, please order our baggage
packed, we're going back to France tonight.

Your excellency, would you be kind enough to
issue the necessary instructions to captain?

Impossible my dear,
this isn't a boat for you.

It's not equipped for
ladies like you and madame.

But I am determined to leave tonight.

This brought me nothing but unhappiness.

But Mlle, this ship carries a consignment
of brides from France to Martinique...

brides for the colonists there, it
would be crowded and uncomfortable.

Brides? I'd take that ship if it
had a consignment of baboons.

I'd walk back if necessary. Oh, Paris.

- Auntie.
- Yes dear.

- Good evening my sons.
- Good evening father.

It's a very moving thing father
Michel, to hear on the Caribbean sea...

the sound of vespers chanted as
they might be in a village in France.

I admire you for having inspired in
these brides so much faith and courage.

Providence will reward
them in good time my son.

No better reward for
enterprising young women than...

marrying fine, upright planters in
one of these god-blessed west indies.

Sail ho, ship off the port quarter.

- Can you make her out?
- Profiteers, boarders on the rail.

- Get all women below.
- Yes sir.

All women below.

- What is it?
- Pirates.

- Pirates.?
- But we'll be all right.

- You better help keep those women quiet.
- All right, come on.

- A direct hit, blasted her hull.
- Taking water.

Prepare for boarders.

Fought for the name of Louis, now
surrender in the name of liberty.

Come on, throw that gun in there.

They stopped fighting.

Women, come on.

- Well.
- Look here my man.

If you dare put a finger on one of
those girls, I'll slap your ears.

Stop your cackling before I spank you.

Nobody is going to hurt your babies old girl.

Come on, everybody on deck.
Captain's orders, go on.

So, the former captain in the king's navy
has added piracy to his criminal career.

And once again prevented his majesty's alert
commissioner from finishing that career.

Not prevented, merely delayed.

In the name of his
majesty the king of France...

I place you, Duc
Charles Henri de Villiers, under arrest.

Technical to the last, eh monsieur?

Confine this man to his quarters,
with due regard and suspicion.

Thank you.

Women, Tambour?

Yeah, brides for
Martinique and millions of them.

Millions? All right.
Keep them where they belong.

I'll hold you responsible for their
comfort and safety, where's the captain?

- In his quarters under guard sir.
- Come on, let's go see him.

A fine job for a gunner.

I'm sorry captain.

Our first intentions
were to coax you into sharing...

with us only your
provisions and water supplies.

Your gunners decided otherwise.

With our boat sunk, I've no other
choice than to take possession of yours.

But we carry several cabin passengers and a
consignment of 60 brides bound for Martinique.

Very well captain, you please inform
these people that they're in no danger.

I'll manage to land them
somewhere on the way...

provided you make no attempt to
recapture the ship before I put you ashore.

- Under the circumstances, I've no choice.
- Very well.

Alexander, escort the
captain to suitable quarters.

- Aye, sir.
- Pierre?

Yes sir?

Go take the wheel, lay a
course southeast by east.

Southeast by east? That
means rough weather sir.

Even so and keep off all ship's lanes.

Aye, aye sir, southeast by east it is.

All right, you two on
deck and in the rigging.

- The captain there?
- Yeah, he's in here.

- Lady passenger to see you sir.
- Later.

At once.

Well, this is an unexpected pleasure.
Welcome to my ship, Mlle.

Your ship?

Impersonating captains seems to
be quite your hobby, doesn't it?

State your request plainly and shortly.

Even pirates may be polite,
to say nothing of noble Ducs.

A pirate may be busier
than a Duc, your request please.

I demand to be taken back
to New Orleans immediately.

I don't think my men will like that idea.

I, I presume your men can be bought.

Perhaps this will make them relish the idea.

Purchasing men seems
quite your hobby, doesn't it Mlle?

Tambour, we must be nice to Mlle.
She really saved my life.

And I hate to remember it.

You made it a very
unpleasant memory for me too Mlle.

Still, I have to confess your heart
is much better than your manners.

You may be a spoiled
and foolish little aristocrat...

but I'll see you receive the same consideration
as the courageous and amiable girls

we have the honor of carrying aboard.

You will kindly join them
and try profit by their company.

With the compliments
of myself and my comrades.

Tambour, escort our young lady to the hold.

Save your minions, I know my way.

Go man the wheel.

- Trim the livestock.
- Aye, aye sir.

Go below, check on the women.

- Brace that table.
- Aye, aye sir.

Brace that stuff in the back down.

Courage my children, courage.

I don't want to die, I don't want to die.

You'll not die my dear, try and be brave.

Mlle.

- My arm, it hurts.
- Well, let me see it.

Did you start this storm?

What storm? Nothing
but a playful breeze my pretty.

Steady the topsails.

Steady the yardarm.

- What's the sounding?
- Deep 7 sir.

Reefs ahead sir.

And a half mile sir.

3,7 sir.

All lowered lifeboats afloat.

Load up the women first.

What's your reckoning, sir?

62.7 by 14.9.

The island is uncharted.
We're far off all ship's lanes.

Everybody accounted for Alexander?

Everybody sir but captain
De Jean and 3 of his crew.

We've combed the whole
shoreline, can't find no trace of them.

I saw them cast off last night.

They were bringing the last
boatload of provisions ashore.

Undoubtedly they foundered in the
storm and sank out beyond the reef.

You remember you ordered me into that boat.

Fortunately, I preferred
to come ashore with you.

- Ahoy sir.
- What did you find?

5 miles by 3 of land sir.
Uninhabited, plenty of fresh water...

mango, breadfruit,
wildfowl and lots of timber.

Good. Friends, you all heard the report.

We've managed to salvage most of the cargo.

And here we have sun and earth and water.

This island can be
whatever we choose to make it.

But we must all join in and work together.

You talk as though we
were going to be here forever.

I demand that signal pyres be lighted
to attract the attention of passing ships.

What? And have the king's
whole fleet pop in on us?

- They hang pirates, you know.
- No.

- Yeah, by the neck.
- No.

From yardarms, like hay-bags.

Mlle, hanging or no hanging, our position is
too remote for signal fires to be of any use.

Besides, we've better use for our
timber than burning it to ashes.

- Tambour, Alexander.
- Aye sir?

Pick out woodsmen, farmers and
carpenters, start work immediately.

Aye sir.

- Pierre.
- Yes sir?

Have the women sort out the food
supplies, their job is to feed the men.

Aye sir.

- My son?
- Father?

- What is to become of my charges?
- They'll remain under your guardianship.

The first shelter we build will be for them.

- There will be no disorder on this island.
- Thank you my son.

Now, all you ladies, you'll
cook and sew for the men.

Look after the poultry and milk the goats.

Now, everybody to work.

- Well Mlle?
- Well monsieur?

Shall I cook or do you
prefer that I milk a goat?

Well, try cooking Mlle,
men are more lenient than goats.

You have no right to talk to me like this.

Oh, but I have Mlle, just
as you had when I was your footman.

The one to command is
a mere matter of circumstances.

You were very good to me,
I'll do my best to reciprocate.

You're very kind.

You may find truer
friends here than you'd expect.

Such as you?

Anger makes you very charming Mlle.

Patronizing makes you very boring monsieur.

Look out.

Will you bring me some
milk, please, Marianne?

All right Emmy.

Auntie, we need some more milk.

Oh, this is preposterous.

Surely there must be an easier way
of getting milk out of a goat.

Well, we'll just have to
make the best of it auntie.

My compliments
citizeness, you're doing very well.

I'm not working for compliments
and it doesn't make me a citizeness.

Hey, what's going on?

It seems that two of your angelic
utopians are having a fit of brotherly love.

- Fine example, who started this?
- I did.

I'll teach him to stay away
from my Madeline while I'm working.

Your Madeline?
I'll knock your teeth out for this.

Never mind. I'll have no quarrels here.

If Madeline cares for
either of you, that's for her to say.

Don't worry, a woman has
ways of letting a man know.

But we don't fight
over girls here, we work for them..

And shake hands citizens, you'll feel better.

Good, now go back to work, all of you.

- How am I as a peacemaker father?
- Splendid my son.

But I'm afraid peacemaking
will take more and more of your time.

Why father?

This is a very small island and men will be
men and seek all the happiness they can find.

And some of my charges are very attractive.

You're right father.

- Alexander, ring the assembly bell.
- Aye sir.

Friends, as you all know...

our food and water supply is plentiful.

From all indications, our
first crops will be splendid.

Now the time has come
for greater ambitions and lasting joys.

Up to now, we've counted ourselves by heads.

Soon, very soon, we must
count and figure by families.

You girls, you had accepted exile
to marry men you had never seen.

Here you had your chances to appreciate
the courage, the kindness of my comrades.

You men, you've had
the chance to find out the spirit...

decency, the eagerness,
and the help of these girls.

To each new couple, every help
will be given by the community.

In a few days, a
New Moon shall rise on our horizon.

Before that New Moon has faded,
this colony shall have settled down,

not for years but for generations...

for a life of liberty,
of fraternity, of equality.

- Well said my son, well said.
- Thank you, father.

- Do you like cassoulet monsieur?
- Cassoulet? You like steak.

- I cook them bordelaise.
- Look citizen, I've been stung.

Please ladies, I will...

♪ Marianne we want to love
you, we repeat it every day ♪

♪ Marianne we want to
love you, we would try to fly up to... ♪

Please, please messieurs.

Thank you so much for the opera
but, well, it's bedtime now.

I, I'm just a poor working girl,
you know, so I need to sleep.

- Good night.
- No, Marianne, please.

Come on fellas,
let's sing again now, come on.

♪ Marianne we want
to love you, we repeat it every day ♪

There she is.

I have something
to report to citizen Villiers.

♪ Marianne we want
to love you, we repeat it every day ♪

♪ Marianne we want to love
you, we would try to fly up to you ♪

♪ We know the worry and strife that
comes with a wife but here is a man ♪

♪ Who gladly give up his
life to marry you Marianne ♪

Very nice of you boys to
escort me, good night now.

Come in.

Well, good evening Mlle.

What can I do for you at this time of night?

This, this serenading under my
window from dusk to dawn must stop.

- What?
- I...

I'll not stand for these
unwelcome attentions any longer.

You started this carnival
with your silly speech.

- I demand that you do something about it.
- Why, most gladly Mlle.

What would you suggest?

Well, well, these
are your men, make them stop.

Oh, but this is a Republic
night and day Mlle.

I have no power to outlaw
singing, dancing, or wooing.

I don't want to be wooed.

I refuse to be wooed.

You don't seem to have
made your wish very clear.

But I'm hoarse from trying.
They keep telling me I'll change my mind.

Well, won't you?

Do I look like someone who would marry a
Moonstruck beachcomber under a coconut tree?

Mlle, I'm not even remotely moved
by your anger or your indignation.

After all, no man here has insulted you.

They're simple men and
they court in a simple way.

You may not like it but you can't blame them.

What concerns me deeply, most deeply
is that you've actually done your best...

as an unwilling guest of our
colony and that you're unhappy.

- What are you going to do about it?
- Nothing officially.

I can't give you bodyguards or call a
meeting to inform the Republic of your...

vow of celibacy and
make you utterly ridiculous, can I?

But, privately I might do much better.

Privately?

Well, under the
circumstances, I might let you marry me.

You might let me marry you?

Do you realize monsieur,
that I am not in love with you?

That I have no intention
of falling in love with you?

And if I should through, some unpredictable
curse, happen to fall in love with you...

I'd run to the nearest cliff and jump off?

At least we seem to enjoy a
perfect community of feelings.

- Then why should I marry you?
- Men will stop annoying you.

As a husband I'd have much more power
in this matter than as head of a Republic.

I warned you from the first this was
a very private solution of your problem.

Much too private.

My dear Mlle...

the only marriage I was considering
was a mere gentleman's agreement...

to live in harmonious indifference
under one roof but two ceilings.

You don't really expect
me to trust you, do you?

Not if you overrate the temptation.

Well I can hardly underrate
your insolence monsieur.

I'll care of my problem
alone, thank you. Good night.

♪ Marianne we want to
love you, we repeat it every day ♪

♪ Marianne we want to love you... ♪

- Smile.
- I am smiling.

Pardon me, I wouldn't have known.

- Oh Mlle, I could cry.
- So could I.

- It's fine, isn't it?
- What?

- You've been married.
- Oh. Oh, yes, yes.

- Speech Marianne, speech Marianne.
- They want you to say something.

- I will if you dare me.
- I dare you.

Citizens.

I thank you.

I am very happy.

There are no words
to express my real feelings.

This is a day I shall never forget.

And, and I only hope that
this marriage will...

bring Charles as much
happiness as it brings to me.

Thank you.

The bride, the bridegroom and to the
many little Charles and Mariannes to come.

Charles, Charles, aren't you going to kiss
your little bride for such a nice speech?

Think nothing of it.

Hey, let's have some music.

♪ Our sincere congratulations
on the lovely bride you're choosing ♪

♪ Oh, I've said goodbye to freedom
she has made it worth the losing ♪

♪ I know that my life will
be like heaven to me ♪

♪ A joy from the start,
I'll be the happiest bride ♪

♪ Just walking beside the man of my heart ♪

♪ Our sincere appreciation,
may our married life be sunny ♪

♪ With a little bride like my bride
life will be all milk and honey ♪

♪ We'll try our best
to forever, ever and ever ♪

♪ Keep love in bloom
and we'll end never to ever ♪

♪ Make love forever bloom ♪

All right, now everybody dance.

♪ When they play the Randonnee,
you can dance your cares away ♪

♪ You will dance all night till the broad
daylight and then you will dance all day ♪

♪ When they play the Randonnee... ♪

- You tired Marianne?
- Oh, no, no, not at all.

I'd like to stay here all
night and watch them dance.

That's very sweet of you, madame.

Friends, friends,
just a moment. Quiet please.

We all have noticed how charmingly the
bride and groom have endured our celebration.

But we all have work to do
tomorrow and we can't go on forever.

Well, why not?

Because the time has come when
friends must part and lovers meet.

♪ Our sincere congratulations
to you for ever and ever ♪

♪ Keep love in bloom, this is our hope to
the health of our happy bride and groom ♪

Good night folks.

- Oh Marianne, it's all so, so overwhelming.
- Don't be ridiculous auntie.

Charles, you must carry
her over the threshold.

Don't you dare touch me.

- Good night Charles.
- Good night everybody.

- Put me down, you savage.
- Gladly.

♪ For ever and ever keep love in bloom ♪

This will be your room mademoise,
madame, I hope you find it restful.

I shall monsieur, if you'll bear
in mind that I married you for protection...

and that this is not the boudoir
of the princesse de Caravaille.

- I hope there's a lock on this door.
- A lock?

Oh yes madame, both our doors have locks.

Speaking of the princesse de Caravaille...

it seems madame, that your aunt is more
gifted in questioning than in listening.

The princesse who helped me to escape
is 80 years old and my grandmother.

The Duc de Villiers who
entered her boudoir 60 years ago...

was the fifth Duc de
Villiers, and he married her.

She has more heart and
brains in her eighties than you have...

beauty and pride in your twenties.

Here's your lock madame, bolt yourself up.

Good night.

Charles? Charles, Char...

Charles.

- Did you say 80?
- I said good night.

80.

Practically a hundred.

Oh, the darling.

Might as well be 80 myself now.

- What happened?
- Oh, I dropped the key.

The key? Oh, the lock. Did you hurt yourself?

- Oh, what difference does it make?
- It's my duty to take care of you.

Come over here and sit down.

- Let me see your foot.
- No.

- Come come, don't you know I'm a specialist?
- Doctor?

No, a footman, remember?

Hurt?

- Can you move it?
- I don't care to.

Kick me, you'll love it.

- I don't want to laugh.
- All right, cry.

I don't want to cry.

All right.

- Now then, tell me.
- I don't want to talk.

Well, nothing broken.

Toes, responsive.

Ankle, perfect.

Marianne, tears?

The pain?

- Why you crying?
- I don't know.

Well, we must find out.

I don't want to know.

Mean you don't want to say?

- Don't ask, please.
- I won't.

Here, you lie down for a while
and you'll feel much better.

Yes Charles.

Well, good night.

Good night.

Sleep tight.

- Sleep well.
- Yes.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Luck in your dreams.
- Luck in yours.

Wait Charles.

Thank you Charles.

You've just been very kind to me.

Did you expect me to beat you?

No but it makes so much easier
now for me to tell you something.

I hope I'll be very glad to hear it.

Well, if I tell you, you must promise
to leave immediately afterward.

I promise.

Well, anyway...

I think I may have misjudged you Charles.

I can't help admiring you for
all you've done on this island.

For, for your kindness to everyone...

for your foolish ideals...

and reckless courage...

and for the joy I've had in, in helping.

And I hope you and I will
be very good friends from now on.

Thank you, Marianne.

- It's a lot to say for friendship.
- Oh yes.

But one day a girl in
the colony will win your heart...

I just wanted you to know
that when that happens I...

be very happy for you.

I promise I'll not be in the way.

Thank you Marianne.

You sure this is what you wanted to tell me?

Oh yes, and something more...

For the time being...

please Charles...

treat me in all things just like a
second princesse de Caravaille.

Like my grandmother?

She must be wonderful.

She has everything I haven't, hasn't she?

Well, everything but a few things.

Well...

Good night now...

my friend.

- Oh, but Marianne...
- Yes Charles?

My grandmother always kissed me good night.

Well...

don't you think my blessing might do?

Just make it a light and casual little smack.

I'll close my eyes and
never know the difference.

Yes, I know you won't.

- Sound like a cannon.
- Was a cannon.

Charles...

Charles, there are French battleships
on the north side of the island.

- Was that there cannon?
- Yes, perhaps a signal for other battleships.

There isn't a minute to lose.

Order all the men to the barricades and all
the women to the chapel with father Michel.

Hurry.

Men to the barricades.

Oh, Charles, you can't fight
the whole French fleet.

It's fight or perish
for every man on this island.

But Charles...

Goodbye Marianne, forgive me
for any grief I ever caused you.

Oh Charles, Charles.

Oh, you come back Charles.

You must come back to me.

♪ This secret heart of mine is singing ♪

♪ Lover, come back to me ♪

♪ I never dreamed, I never knew ♪

♪ But at the thought of losing you ♪

♪ This aching heart of mine is singing ♪

♪ Lover, come back to me ♪

♪ Near or far, wherever you
are, I'm coming back to you ♪

♪ Love will guide me ♪

♪ In the light that follows
night I'll see you smiling through ♪

♪ Your love will be beside me ♪

♪ The sky is blue, the night is cold ♪

♪ The moon is new but love is old ♪

♪ And while you're waiting there ♪

♪ This heart of mine is singing ♪

♪ I will come back to you ♪
♪ lover, come back to me ♪

He will come back, he will come back to me.

♪ Will fight again whenever France may fall ♪

♪ Fighting men united, all for one,
start me with 10 who are stouthearted men ♪

♪ To arms, to arms, ye brave,
the avenging sword unsheathe ♪

♪ March on, march on, to victory or death ♪

♪ We got our song, we got our bread
but best of all, we got our head ♪

♪ When stouthearted men
can stick together man to man ♪

Charles.

France is free Marianne,
the king is no more. France is a Republic.

The new flag of the free people of France.

But the shots, the battle...

Our friendly salute
was mistaken for an attack.

Fortunately, citizen Villiers observed our
flag of truce in time to prevent disaster.

- Citizen Ravel brought us the good news.
- We are grateful monsieur Ravel.

Your salute my dear commissar, interrupted the
honeymoon of citizen Villiers and his bride.

Well then, accept France's freedom
as a wedding gift from the Republic.

- Good night.
- Good night citizen.

Good night citizen.

- Citizen Villiers.
- Citizeness Villiers.

♪ Wanting you,
every day I'll be wanting you ♪

♪ All my life I've been longing to
hold you close to my eager breast ♪

♪ Wanting you, through the
years, I have yearned for you ♪

♪ My love that I adore, all I adore ♪