All language subtitles for L_affaire du collier de la reine (1946) -- Marcel L_Herbier

The Affair of the Queen's Necklace

Here's the Cardinal de Rohan's carriage.

Ambassador, Prince of the Empire, Head
of the Sorbonne, Grand Almoner of France,

Vicar-General of the Quinze-Vingt,
Commander of the Order of the Holy Spirit,

and very soon, without doubt,
Prime Minister of the Realm.

You must be joking, Monsieur.

- Rohan is such a weakling.
- M. de Breteuil,

His Majesty has a weakness for the weak.

Mesdames.

Messieurs!

M. de Breteuil seemed to salute you
most unwillingly, my cousin.

- He'll regret it very soon.
- What do you mean?

The reign of the Polignacs
will be over soon.

Rohan.

Of all the Queen's prot�g�s ...

Our time has come, Soubise.

Boehmer, Boehmer

His Majesty will receive us.

Who are those men?

I never saw them before
in the King's apartments.

Bassange, where's the necklace?

In the jewel box.

And where's the box?

Slipped underneath my coat tails.

Oh, you frightened me.

I thought it was stolen.

I'm sitting on it like
a hen on her eggs....

Drop that tone ???

Made of diamonds.

Here comes the King.

The King!

The Polignacs fleeing
from the battlefield.

???

Messieurs.

Versailles hasn't changed.

The Queen's jewellers still take
precedence over the King's ambassadors.

He's furious.

The Queen will be delighted.

Take these gentlemen to my cabinet.

He's vexed
but still full of hope.

I'll explain to His Majesty

One doesn't address the King
unless addressed by him first.

And for some time now, with you ...

the King keeps silent.

Alas.

Monsieur?

Sire.

The dispatches from Vienna.

They'll show His Majesty that ...

Very well, Monsieur.

Your Eminence, His Majesty
is now leaving for his hunt.

Can you understand ???

You claim to ...

What I have to put up with,
is not due to the King,

but to the Queen.

And that is worse.

All the doors open for the Cardinal.

But only the exit doors.

Send everybody away.

Monseigneur, some affairs are urgent.

They can wait, I'm receiving nobody.

Nobody.

Make the poorest excuse,
that I'm having lunch.

- Monseigneur, do you need anything?
- I need to be alone.

Madame de la Motte!

Forgive me, Your Eminence,

for crashing your gate a bit.

Nothing resists you.

Something does. You do.

What a sad face you're pulling.

I like it so much when you smile.

Done.

- And now, Madame ...
- Madame?

Oh ...

So you really are in a bad mood.

Jeanne, if you like.

How much do you need?

Oh!

For you I'm nothing
but an eternal supplicant.

Very well.

In that case, I'll wait next door
with the other beggars.

Don't be angry.

I don't have the right,
after everything, to ??? to you

but ...

I was hoping you felt for me ...

a bit of friendship

You know I do.

I recognize again your true feelings.

My poor friend.

Tell me what's troubling you.

I've just returned from Versailles.

And His Majesty opposed me
with the same silence.

and yet ...

somebody has given me hope.

Cagliostro, of course.

How did you know?

Everybody knows.

Your Eminence, this manufacturer of diamonds
is just a manufacturer of embarrassments.

You're not fair.

He's an amazing man.

A man ...

that's it, he's just a man.

Whereas, in order to guide you
through the intrigues of Versailles

you'd need a woman.

- A woman like you, of course.
- Why not?

In any case, my counsels will cost less
than those of your charlatan.

Don't speak ill of him,
you don't know him.

That's true.

Very well, show him to me
and I'll tell you how much he's worth.

He's having lunch with me here,
and a few friends.

Would you care to join us?
It'll give me greatest pleasure.

But just listen to him,
I beg you, he's dazzling.

It seems you manufacture gold.

Manufacturing gold all the time,
doesn't amuse me anymore.

What would really interest me:
create a (celestial) star.

And I'm working on it.

For how long?

For 1784 years

it came to me when I paid my homage
to the Magi at Bethlehem.

If you could have only
seen the baby Jesus.

- Really? You were there, Count?
- Of course.

What a prodigy!

So, really, you've been
living for more than 2000 years?

Would you by any chance doubt it?

Thanks to his famous elixir of which
only a few drops suffice to prolong life.

This is it.

M. de Cagliostro must already
have consumed a few bottles.

With your permission,

yes I have, Madame.

Thus the well informed people mistakenly
attribute to me the gift to read the past,

whereas all I do is remember

because I have seen.

I've seen the pyramids being built.

I've seen Vercingetorix
surrender to Caesar.

I've seen Joan of Arc
being burnt to death.

How sad.

Your Eminence, I deeply regret,
but I've missed the first crusade.

Now that was really bad luck.

One cannot be everywhere
at the same time.

Can I ask you, Monsieur,
if you've met Cleopatra?

Very often.

Was she as beautiful as they tell us?

Beautiful? She was piquant.

And besides, she was the
best dressed woman I've ever known.

Isn't he amazing?

Let's say, more than just amazing.

But what a pity that,
being so full of enlightenment,

you don't even know, while in Paris,
the temperature at Versailles.

I'm meeting you
for the first time, Madame.

Do you want me to reveal to everybody
not only, who you really are

but also, what's in store you?

I ask for nothing.

What if I spoke up all the same?

Royal blood runs in your veins,

through a descendant
legitimized by Henri II.

I'm Jeanne de Valois,
everybody knows it.

Yes.

But they ignore
that you were born in misery,

that your mother used to beat you

and sent you out begging in the streets.

You used to live of charity,

and later, of gallant business

M. le Cardinal, I'm your guest.

Madame, you shouldn't have provoked him.

You've finally found yourself a husband,

a gendarme, a drunkard, brutal

???

He calls himself the Conte de la Motte.

Throw him out!

Or throw me out!

Forgive me,

but I won't have artists or scientists
submitted to any censorship.

That woman defies me.

Too bad for her.

And now would you like to know
what's in store for you?

You'll withdraw now, Monsieur!

Don't interfere, young man.

You,

on whom I can see
the signs of a counterfeit

and of a thief.

M. le Cardinal,

do you allow all your
guests to be insulted thus?

If I invite the sun to lunch,
it would be foolish to accuse him

of being too brilliant.

Thank you, Monseigneur.

To those who doubt me,
I tell them the truth without flinching.

And it's not my fault
if Madame is an adventuress.

If her husband isn't worth more than she.

Well, Deschamps, where's my opulent meal?

A herring, that's all for lunch?

Yes, M. le Conte.

- Have you picked your share?
- No, M. le Conte.

This is what one pays to one's ???
half a ???

Thank you, M. le Conte.

The Countess has paid
an important visit this morning.

If it goes well,
we'll dine better tonight.

Let's hope so.

That's the bailiff.

M. le Conte,
let's make him wait.

Making him wait,
that's easy to say.

Still, go and see who it is.

Well?

Forgive me, Mme la Contesse,
I didn't hear.

You?

Already?

You succeeded, I hope?

It seems things didn't go well.

Too bad.

Let's try the gambling club.

Get my hat, quick.

And give me a bit of money.

Again?

This is the last I've got, Monsieur.

What shall I tell
the bailiff when he comes?

The same as usual, that I'm in England.

Very well, Monsieur.

Too late.

Here I am, already back from England.

Mme de la Motte.

Mme la Contesse is
away on a journey to Italy.

Really?

His Eminence
the Cardinal de Rohan sent me.

On behalf of His Eminence?

Come in, Monsieur, come in.

Conte de la Motte.

Very honoured, Monsieur.

My wife is here.

Deschamps.

In her boudoir.

Without doubt, you're
conveying me the Cardinal's regrets.

Well, I'm no longer interested,
Monsieur, in the Cardinal's regrets.

I've only come to offer you
my own apologies.

Why?

you were the only one who defended me

It wasn't enough,

because that teller of adventure tales
merits to be punished severely for his lies.

His lies ...

Yes, I'm of Royal blood.

But I've lied, I've been in fights,
humiliated

and all the rest is true too,
that's why I'm furious.

Too bad for you
if you're disappointed.

Disappointed, Madame?

By you?

Ah no, never,

it's impossible.

You're kind.

� When one loves each other
with such tender love...

I feel so alone,
how can I defend myself

to reclaim my rights at court

But ... your husband?

Haven't you seen him?

What if I helped you?

Envoy of my affairs
with the King?

Perhaps.

Forgive me, I wasn't fair.

Sit down.

I don't even know who you are.

Chevalier R�taux de Villette.

I mean, your first name?

Louis.

You live at court?

To be honest, attached to
the cabinet of the historians.

I'm foremost a journalist,

illustrator at the Gazette de Paris,
M. Camille Desmoulins' journal

Ambitious?

It seems I could become ambitious

in order to serve better
the interests of ...

someone.

Really?

For you, Madame,

I'd be capable of a thousand feats,

I'd have a thousand ideas.

A single one would be enough.

But a good one.

I've had enough of this misery,
these insults.

Talk to the Queen.

Are you mad?

And then, who'd take me to her?

I would.

You?

Besides, on the days
of festivals and spectacles

everybody may talk to the Queen,

and you'd accept
to take me to Versailles?

I'd like to do much more, Madame,

- in order to prove to you ...
- Your ambition?

Have you already met the Queen?

Several times.

Some say she's very kind.

Others, that she's disdainful.

She's a bit erratic,

but so very generous.

Just imagine,
her simplicity is such that ...

The Queen!

Mesdames!

Mesdames, please!

No etiquette in this place!

How pretty he is!

And my farmer wanted
to send him to the butcher!

Poor little lamb.

Run along, with the
protection of Marie Antoinette,

who will prevent anybody
from cutting your throat.

Let him.

Madame, the King,
returning from his hunt.

Forgive me, Madame,
for interrupting your pleasures.

I must remind you of your duty as queen.

We're giving a reception tonight for
M. le Bailli de Suffren

who's fought battles
on all the seas of the world.

His merit is all the greater, as your
husband is lacking in credentials.

I know nothing about affairs of state,

how come that you
always manage to lack money?

Coming from you,
this is an imprudent question.

I'm only a poor shepherdess.

But your friends, the Polignacs,
have the appetites of Grand Seigneurs

And you reproach me that I support them?

By leaving to me the business
of covering their expenses.

You're holding
the same speech as my farmer.

But you're doing me a great honour.

And the Queen of France must make me
listen to that simple man more often.

The Queen of France
promises to be well-behaved.

And the King promises to be indulgent.

Prepare yourself, Madame,
to receive M. le Suffren.

M. le Cardinal,

do you know the Bailli de Suffren?

He's a friend.

So what are you waiting for,
Monseigneur? Go out and meet him.

You'll be arriving
in Versailles before him.

And you'll be the first to salute him
in the name of the King.

The King will only do me another turn.

He'll be only surprised.

But in the presence of the Bailli.

What could he say to you?

And the Queen?

She loves everything bold.

She'll give you a pretty smile,

and you'll make your exit
through the great gate,

saluted by the fanfares.

They'll ring out in honour of another.

Maybe Mme de la Motte?

Has she a better recipe
to end your disgrace?

Don't speak ill of her.

She's an interesting woman.

But she's a woman.

Nothing but a woman.

Talk of fashion with her,
M. le Cardinal,

but don't talk of politics.

Believe me.

What have you been
manufacturing, Cagliostro?

A diamond.

I've just made it,
to distract myself a bit.

I didn't know that you
also made diamonds.

I don't have the genius
of Mme de la Motte.

I have more the talent of society,

and I amuse myself with these trifles

while waiting.

Waiting for what?

Waiting that ambition returns to you.

The friendship of a cardinal
is a great honour to me,

but I thought I deserved the friendship
of a second Richelieu.

You know very well
that this used to be my dream.

So, Your Eminence, what are you waiting
for to rejoin the Bailli de Suffren?

A tiny bit of daring,

and it'll be in your honour that
the King will wear his most beautiful wig,

that the Queen will adorn herself
with her most beautiful jewels.

if Your Majesty permits ...

Your Majesty.

No other set of jewels
has ever been worthier of a queen,

nor has there ever been a queen more ...

You're very gallant, Messieurs.

And so is your necklace, I agree.

But it costs too much.

I already told you so.

Let's not talk of it anymore.

But if Your Majesty refuses,
nobody else will buy it!

We'll be ruined!

You don't imagine
I'd buy it out of pity for you?

Why don't you want it, Madame?

Because I've promised the King
to be a bit more sensible.

You know my brother very little.

He'd be overjoyed
to offer you this necklace.

But the King is like all husbands:

he'd reproach me later for
the gift he'd made earlier

Mme de Polignac says
this necklace suits you very well.

Mme de Polignac is pushing me,
M. d'Artois is encouraging me,

so it's only wise to refuse.

Words to my liking, Madame.

Is this the necklace
you've been talking about?

Yes, Sire.

It would almost add to your beauty.

I want you to have it.

Do you know that it costs
1.5 million livres?

The price of a battleship.

Yes, but a battleship
won't last as long.

;y brother is right,
and since you like it...

Wasn't it you who
talked to me about my expenses?

But I also love to please you.

You're all torturing me.

Well, no.

I don't want it.

It's our death sentence
that Your Majesty has just pronounced.

You'll revive, Messieurs,
you'll revive.

What are those fanfares?

M. le Suffren approaching Versailles.

Here we are right on spot,
are you satisfied?

How strange this is.

It ought to have been me
who introduced you at Versailles.

And now it's
because of you that I'm here.

Where shall I take you now?

I have my plans,
and I want you to leave me now.

Will I see you again?

Don't think I'm ungrateful.

I wasn't only hoping for your gratitude.

Don't think I'm indifferent.

Go now, leave me alone.

I love you enough
to obey you.

The Queen ... the Queen!

The Queen!

Your Majesty!

I'm suffocating!

She's fainted!

Take that lady to the pages' chamber!

She dropped this petition.

Give it to me.

A curious story.

That Countess de la Motte-Valois,
it seems she's a remote cousin of mine.

The poor woman.

The King has granted her a pension.

She's asking the King for a raise.

You'll forward her petition
to His Majesty.

He'll decide.

As soon as Mme de la Motte
is feeling better,

see to it that she gets home

in one of my carriages.

Your Majesty,
M. le Suffren has arrived in the palace.

I congratulate you, M. le Bailli,

on the accident which brought me
to the palace at the same time as you.

Your Eminence, it's a great honour.

What do you think
of this reception, Monsieur?

Because all this is in your honour.

I think that His Majesty's violins
are valiant artillerymen.

Thank you, thank you.

I'm feeling better now.

By this reception
the King wants to mark the esteem

in which he holds
the great servants of his realm.

M. le Bailli de Suffren,

I am happy to thank you personally

for your many accomplishments
for the greatness of France.

Sire, I was so fortunate
to command vessels

that any sailor
could have sailed to victory.

M. le Bailli,

the King wanted to present me with
a diamond necklace a few moments ago.

I refused,

thinking that France needed a warship
more than the Queen a necklace.

May this vessel be confined to you
for the glory of our navy.

Long live the Queen!

You see, isn't it true, Monsieur

a notion and words
that will be preserved in history.

Let me present
the Dauphin to you, Monsieur,

that he may remember
this meeting all his life.

I too have a son, Monseigneur.

He shall be a sailor to serve you
when you are king.

Sire!

The etiquette!

Monsieur, there'll be
a concert in the park.

The Queen and I would be pleased
if you'd join us.

My cousin, what enemy has
counselled you that recklessness.

He isn't even an enemy.

He's a fool.

Madame, Her Majesty's
carriage is at your disposition.

Thank you.

Are you feeling better now?

Better.

One of the Queen's carriages
will take you home.

I thank you, Madame,
for your good graces.

I'm only obeying the Queen's orders.

You at Versailles!

As you can see, Your Eminence.

May I offer you a place in the carriage
that my cousin put at my disposition?

Your cousin?

The Queen, if you prefer.

It's true, I forgot.

So, you'll accompany me,
M. le Cardinal?

Thank you.

Why so melancholy?

Are you sure to be
so badly received at Court?

You could see yourself,
since you were there.

Allow me to tell you, Your Eminence,
that you understand nothing about nothing.

I know the Queen's feelings for you.

Her Majesty has been
talking to you about me?

Sometimes.

What can she reproach me for?

Nothing.

Tell me what you know.

Don't you think that the king's violins
played better than ever?

Why does the Queen hate me?

But the Queen doesn't hate you.

Anyway, somebody
has warned her against me.

Yes.

Her mother.

The Empress Maria Theresia.

Always those old stories of Vienna.

The Empress, prudently, has cautioned her
daughter against a man who is so seductive.

And the Queen is afraid.

Afraid of me?

Afraid for herself.

That's all there is to guess.

But men are such ...

If what you're saying is true, Madame,

my cause may not be lost

and ...

if somebody ...

could speak in my favour

Jeanne,

you'll plead my cause with the Queen,

you'll tell her ...

We'll proceed as I see fit,

or I won't bother at all.

We'll do as you wish.

You have my full confidence.

Pardon.

M. R�teau de Villette,
I'd like to see him.

Monsieur?

Ah yes, R�teau!

R�teau!

A lady!

He's in the back there.

Thank you.

Jeanne!

You here in this mess?

Forgive me.

You know, one day, perhaps
you'd find yourself in a palace.

Oh that...

What's this?

I was working on it.

You're a draughtsman?

Yes, but leave it.

You haven't come here
to talk to me about my profession.

- It's the only thing men are interested in.
- Not I.

Especially not when you're here.

You're charming, my little chevalier.

And you believe in everything you say.

And even more in what I don't say.

You're telling me this without doubt
to make me believe that you love me.

Is it so easy to guess?

I love you.

Till the day ...

Till the day I die.

Really?

Jeanne, you're making fun of me.

What do you think of this signature?

It resembles you terribly.

So you can read between the lines?

I'm trying to.

Now try to imitate it.

Since drawing is a bit your trade.

Forgery, if you like.

Jeanne...

de la Motte...

Valois.

Oh, it looks like mine.

And you could imitate
any signature like this?

Of course.

He's marvellous, my little chevalier.

I'm delighted to find you no longer guilty.

My trust in you shall return,
your repentance has touched me,

I bow in admiration. Marie-Antoinette

What a sacrilege.

The Queen demanded it.

And then, a bit earlier, a bit later,

all love letters end up like this.

Console yourself,

the Queen will write you others.

Can I hope?

I have good reason to believe it.

I'm happy.

Do you want to accompany me
to my jeweller?

And why?

You might see some jewels to your liking.

Your Eminence,

neither my devotion to my cousin,
nor my friendship for you expect a reward.

- You're angry with me?
- No.

But the gift you've just offered to me,

you'll make it to someone
worthier than me, and unhappier.

- To the poor of the Queen.
- With pleasure.

The Queen is fond of charity

and sometimes permits her friends
to participate in the good deeds.

I'll donate at once
100.000 to those prot�g�s.

Her Majesty shall make use of it
as she sees fit.

100.000 livres?

This is far too much for a first gesture.

I'll only accept half of it

My purse shall always be
at your disposition.

We'll empty it, Monseigneur.

Maybe, thanks to you,
I might meet the Queen again?

- Meet the Queen?
- I so much want to see her, talk to her.

Your Eminence,

you're asking a lot.

And yet ...

Very well.

- We'll think about it
- My dear friend!

After all, Mr. Bailiff,
one doesn't ??? people like that.

You just pay me, and I'll leave.

I've already offered you all I have.

30 livres, I know,
and they owe 600.

Careful, the marble is cracked!

Deschamps, and you allow this?

M. le Conte always says, let them
carry it away, but don't let them break it.

M. le Conte is attached to his furniture.

Jeanne!

This is horrible!

Not at all, my boy,
not at all.

Jeanne, you don't realize.

They'll take away everything.

Deschamps, where's my husband?

M. le Conte is away gambling, Madame

Gambling?

- You see, you shall be paid.
- Is that so?

Take it away.

Leave it here!

- How much do you need?
- 600 livres.

Monsieur has offered me 30.

I know.

I adore you.

Very well.

Here are your 600 livres.

It wasn't necessary
to trouble your porters.

Here we are.

Where does this gold come from?

From the workshops of the mint,
silly man.

Did you imagine I coined them myself?

I know very well that you
don't owe me any explanations, Jeanne,

but this money makes me afraid.

- Jealous?
- Yes.

Others have reason to be jealous.

Since I love only one man. You.

Do you believe me?

I love you.

Come on, my little chevalier,
be nice.

Take this money, run to the pawnshop,

redeem the candle sticks, the crockery,
the husband's watch, everything.

I will.

And you?

I have something else to do

Come on, go now.

2 of hearts!

Jack of diamonds!

But he's winning a lottery ???

- I'm done.
- Already?

It doesn't matter,
I've got a ???

No regrets.

Jeanne.

Is this the way you settle your debts?

That is, my friend ...

you didn't leave me enough money,

so I wanted to augment a bit.

And it's done.

Not quite.

But let's go home, I beg you.

if it hadn't been for me
you'd have returned to an empty house.

Our furniture
was already in the staircase.

And you've arranged everything?

My wife is admirable.

Let me introduce my excellent friend,

Loth, a philosopher.

You're a philosopher
and you gamble?

Rarely, Madame,
because I rarely have money.

I think this hateful metal
never fails to corrupt its owner,

so one must get rid of it
as soon as possible, by any means.

Gambling,
being the fastest and surest means.

I'm a gambler, but through a
purely philosophical sense of discipline.

I have some merits,
because gambling bores me to death.

In fact, you're trying to get me
to do something for your salvation.

- Voil�.
- You'll stay with us.

I?
in this place?

Out of the question!

Jeanne, you're not very kind!

Who is that woman?

I don't know.

A regular little customer of the house.

They call her "the Queen".

Really?

They think she resembles Marie-Antoinette.

A bit.

Stay with us for a moment,
I'll order something, I'm so thirsty.

they say the champagne in this club
is excellent.

Excellent, true.

Excellent.

Well, order us some, my friend.

You're charming.

Do you have anything
to pay for the bottle?

More than the two of you can drink.

you're an adorable woman
champagne

That young person is very amusing.

Shall I introduce her to you?

why, I thought you didn't know her!

Just slightly.

Very slightly.

Nicole.

What's up, Momotte?

My wife.

Pardon, Madame.

It's of no importance,
Mademoiselle.

Why do you look at me like this?

You're charming.

And it would give me great pleasure
to see you again.

Madame, it would be an honour.

This is how I understand philosophy.

Is the carriage ready?

- It's driven up, Your Eminence.
- Very well.

A single coachman,

no valet,

and have the veil put inside.

It's done, Your Eminence.

Very well, you can go.

What mystery, M. le Cardinal?

A complot?

A rendezvous.

- A married woman?
- Yes.

- A lady from court?
- Better than that.

A (Royal) princess of blood?

Better, I'm telling you.

A crowned head, then?

Yes.

If you had a rendezvous with the Queen,

you'd drive to Versailles in your carriage
of state and in daylight, M. le Cardinal.

And I'd ask without doubt M. le Bailli
de Suffren to accompany me, wouldn't I?

I suspect on your behalf, Your Eminence,

everything that happens
in the shadows and in mystery.

You can find your way
around the planets with ease,

but much less in the ladies' hearts.

Really?

There's just a tiny little bit
to understand, to guess.

It escaped you.

Mme de la Motte was more subtle.

Be on your guard, Your Eminence.

The future will enlighten you.

In the future, perhaps. But today
I prefer to do without your advice.

Suit yourself, Your Eminence.

I manufactured the other day this diamond
in your presence, Your Eminence.

Here it is, cut and chamfered.

What a marvel!

If you permit, Your Eminence,
it'll be my farewell present.

My advice may have been bad,

but my stones are good.

Madame.

I know now that I
may count on your devotion.

Your Majesty.

They're here, I beg of you.

Your Eminence.

You've seen her, heard her voice.

Thanks to you, here I am,
back in her good graces.

Jeanne,

accept this diamond.

It's not a gift,

it's a souvenir of this night.

Oh, Monseigneur.

This diamond shall never leave me.

The stone I was talking about.

It'll be difficult to buy this diamond
from you, Mme la Contesse.

It's a fake?

Oh no, Madame.

Only, I know that stone very well.

Really?

It was bought from us yesterday,
by the Count Cagliostro.

A pretty story.

I'll tell it to the Queen
who'll be delighted.

You have access to the Queen?

Don't you know I'm her cousin?

Anyway, if this stone
doesn't interest you ...

But it does! Pardon, Madame.

It interests me, pardon.

Bassange, come over here.

Bassange, my associate.

Madame is offering us
a diamond at a very high price.

Madame is the Queen's cousin.

Madame, I've been told
that the Queen loves jewels.

Yes, and?

The Queen has refused a diamond necklace.

A unique piece.

Custom-made for her.

The King himself wanted to give it to her.

How do you explain this?

Could I see this marvel?

Certainly.

But certainly, Mme la Contesse.

Please follow me.

This way.

Have a seat, Madame.

Here's the object.

- What splendour!
- Isn't it?

You permit?

As you please.

The Queen has refused this necklace?

Like a woman refuses a jewel
one offers to her.

She wasn't very determined.

Her Majesty found
the necklace too expensive.

Anyway, that's what she declared
to the applause of the court.

But without doubt,
today she regrets her decision.

What if somebody of her entourage
could influence her?

It'll be in the interest of everybody.

You understand, Madame?

Very well.

I think we'll see each other again
very soon, Messieurs.

What a wardrobe!

All new habits.

From the shoes to the hat.

The silk of Lyon,

the linen from Holland,

and the lace is genuine.

a gift from my wife

So Deschamps, what about that bottle?

Here it is, M. le Conte.

Because now I have a "cellar",
also a gift from my wife.

You see before you a happy man.

But he doesn't know everything yet.

The Contesse de la Motte has charged me

to enter negotiations
for a country house, simply ravishing.

At Bar-sur-Aube,

a park, terraces,
a view, it's all quite agreeable.

A gift from your wife.

Did you hear that, Deschamps?
we shall be Lords of the Manor

Really, Monsieur?

The times of the bailiffs
will be forgotten soon.

They may ring the door bell now,
I'm no longer afraid.

What perfume!

And the colour!

And the taste!

Look who's here!
M. le Chevalier.

What good fortune brings you here?

Mme de la Motte isn't at home?

She'll be here soon.

Deschamps, a glass for the Chevalier!

Not necessary.

I've only come to bring this

to the Countess.

The Countess? This is a man's watch.

It's a gold watch that Mme de la Motte
had sent to me this morning.

A gift from your wife.

With your permission, I won't keep it.

Why not? Doesn't it work?

There are gifts and situations
a man of honour cannot accept.

What are you driving at?

I think, Monsieur,
one of us is superfluous in here.

In here? Well, as to myself,
I find myself at ease.

The lies we're all living
aren't odious to you?

I fail to see any lies.

I've rarely seen
a situation that is clearer.

I've always received you kindly,
what are you complaining about?

I uphold, Monsieur, that when one
loves a woman, that one can accept her.

R�taud!

Ah, you're at home.

Come here, please.
I have to talk to you.

And besides, it's a very pretty watch.

Very pretty.

The young people
have such bad manners nowadays.

They lack a philosophical nature.

Shall I put out the Chevalier's
place setting all the same?

Of course, my friend.

All this will arrange itself very well.

Very well.

Listen to me, Jeanne.

Be sincere, Louis.

you're not only jealous of my husband,
but of all the men I'm seeing

Yet, you must be satisfied
that I don't ??? them all.

Yes.

Very well, I'll make your misfortune
and mine.

Understand me.

I'm fed up with a life ???

I don't want it,
we wouldn't be happy

We shall live wherever you want.

I'd work more.

You're sweet.

But I don't want ordinary happiness.

Don't forget who I am,
to what I have a right.

For years I've been
waiting for my chance,

so don't ask of me to give up
in the name of those scruples

which are touching
but a bit foolish.

What chance are you talking about?

I don't dare explain it to you.

It's true.

Your sentiments are so proud that ...

you make me feel a bit ashamed.

But look,

I've realized that in order to make
your fortune you must strike a big coup,

and I've found an occasion.

So ...

instead of making me
a jealousy scene because of my husband,

it makes me laugh,

you ought to help me.

Daring what?

Come to me.

And don't look at me like this,
you're embarrassing me.

Listen to me.

There exists a necklace

that is worth a lot of money.

And there exists a Cardinal who'd do
anything to obtain the favours of a queen.

Well...

if someone could persuade this Cardinal
that the Queen wants this necklace

You see?

I don't.

The person serving as intermediary

could have the necklace
delivered to herself.

You see?

And steal it.

That's it.

What are you telling me?

allow me to be astonished

The Queen has refused this necklace
before the whole court,

in my presence.

She couldn't possibly retract today.

Your Eminence,

have you never seen
a woman change her mind?

In fact, the Queen desired that necklace
madly when she refused it.

She was very pleased
to make this gesture in public,

but after having thought it over,

she'd have even greater pleasure
to wear this marvel.

And she thought of me who'd ...

Who'd negotiate this purchase.

Discreetly.

Under my name?

We thought that nobody else would
accomplish that charge better than you

Really?

Really.

So we agree:

4 instalments of 400.000 livres,

every six months.

- But ...
- But the 1st instalment in three months.

And you'll hand me the jewel at once.

Before the 1st instalment?

That seems difficult. I mean...

Messieurs!

You seem to forget that you're dealing
with the Queen of France.

It's true.

Bassange, I beg you.

The necklace shall be delivered to you
even today, Your Eminence.

If you desire so.

No, Monsieur.

Because I want the Queen
to see our agreement beforehand,

that she approves of it
with her signature.

Your Eminence, those are
notarial procedures fit for merchants.

Forgive me, Madame,

but the affair is much too important.

Very well.

I'll bring you that signature.

Thank you.

So only then you'll deliver
the necklace to the Queen,

and into her own hands.

Those gentlemen, at Versailles?

But ...

It this the way to respect the secret
demanded by the Queen?

But gentlemen!

I detect underneath those words
a mistrust insulting to Her Majesty!

Keep your necklace,

and let's not talk about it anymore.

Madame, I beg you!

Madame!

You've misunderstood me.

The Queen's orders are formal.

I submit, Madame.

The necklace shall be delivered to me,

in your presence,

to an envoy of Her Majesty.

At the same time,
I shall deliver to Monsieur

the signature he demands.

The delivery of the necklace
shall take place 1st of May 1785

B�hmer, Bassenge, Rohan,
Marie Antoinette de France

Everything's in order, Monseigneur.

From the Queen's Household.

Come in.

From the Queen's Household.

Let him wait.

Gentlemen,

this secret shall remain
among the four of us.

And Her Majesty!

Among the four of us!

Well, gentlemen,

the Queen's envoy is waiting.

you'll tell Her Majesty

that everything's been taken care of
according to her wishes.

Madame, convey to the Queen
my deepest thanks

for the confidence she's shown me.

Mme la Contesse,

I humbly ask you to accredit
the assurance of our gratitude.

Our thankfulness, Madame,

would never equal your goodness.

But ...

you're thanking me too much, gentlemen,

far too much,

I assure you.

Bring some lights.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

??? shines very well.

What a pity to spoil
such a beautiful work.

Ah, here's the butcher.

I've closed all the doors.

I have all we need.

Now to work.

This is for the small stones,

the middle ones,

and the big ones.

We mustn't lose time.

??? without diamonds.

But lots of small ones.

Say it out loud, that we stole them.

Very funny! Very funny!

Attention!

I thought ??? your hands.

I'm not used to this, Monsieur

It's wiser to sell the small ones first,
R�taud and I will take care of that.

The bigger ones, you'll take them
to London and Amsterdam.

Perfect. I adore travelling.

And you, my dear,
where shall I meet you again?

At Bar-sur-Aube.

I've always wanted that palace
which cost too much.

At present, you've no more
reason to refuse it to yourself.

Don't you think we'd be better in
Bar-sur-Aube than in that ugly ???

So who was right to have been daring?

The one I love.

But for how long will we be happy?

The first instalment will be in 3 months,
nothing will be uncovered before.

Believe me,
our happiness will be immense.

But later?

A Queen, a Cardinal.

They'll be afraid of a scandal.

Everything will arrange itself.

And we'll be happy,

for a long time, always.

At least for 3 months.

It's marvellous.

Your Eminence,
the matter is painful, you realize that.

And believe me, Your Eminence,
painful to mention.

Go on, mention it, Messieurs.

Your Eminence, the 1st instalment of
400.000 livres is overdue for 3 days.

And the Queen hasn't paid, Your Eminence.

Through negligence,
through forgetfulness.

Certainly, but it is provided that,

in case of the Queen not complying,
you yourself, M. le Cardinal ...

400.000 livres,
but that's an enormous sum, Messieurs.

For us more than for you, Your Eminence.

Your Eminence,
we are on the brink of bankruptcy,

and we have children.

- The Queen hasn't sent you any message?
- Nothing.

and what's most strange, Her Majesty
has never worn the necklace yet.

She hasn't even let you know
that she was satisfied?

Mme de la Motte has insisted so much
on the secrecy demanded by the Queen

that even we have avoided to ever
speak of it to Her Majesty.

Messieurs, you must
come to Versailles on Saturday.

I myself will come to the palace
to hold mass.

the Queen, informed of your visit,

could speak to me about this affair
if the need arises.

Aren't you fatigued, Madame?

Not at all, if you only knew
how reposing these sittings are for me.

Here comes Mme Campan,

already bothering me

What is it?

Madame, those jewellers are here.

Again?

With the necklace
tucked under their arms?

No Madame, in fact,
they've come without the necklace.

But they're speaking about it,

and they're mentioning details
I don't understand.

M. Boehmer almost in tears.

Very well.

Let them come in.

I think they might amuse me.

The Cardinal himself
will hold mass today.

We are less alone in this salon
than usual, Monseigneur.

At Versailles, gossip travels fast.

Nobody ignores
that I'm back in good graces.

Only an Austrian lady still resists the
charms of our former ambassador to Vienna.

What Austrian lady
are you talking about?

The Queen.

But today it's Her Majesty's turn
to be conquered.

And Rohan again is in the King's favour.

Nothing is certain yet.
He's only holding mass before the court.

A beautiful day, Soubise.

Is it time to go to the Chapel?

Your Eminence,
the Queen wishes to see you.

What a triumph for His Eminence.

He'll be late at mass.

It seems to me the Queen
is worth at least a mass.

Your Majesty had deigned to call me
before the whole court.

This is even better than a pardon.

You're not here to receive a pardon,
M. le Cardinal,

but in order to try to justify yourself.

Explain to me the story about that
necklace they've been telling me about.

Your Majesty has deigned
to honour me with her confidence.

I wouldn't want
to bother her with details.

So it's true
that you've bought a necklace

under my name?

If Your Majesty demands of me
to deny it today,

I shall deny everything.

Deny? What?

You claim that I chose you
to negotiate that affair?

You?

To whom I don't even address one look?

Your Majesty had the goodness
to restore her confidence in me.

My confidence?

When? For what reason?

Your Majesty just wants to test me.

I'm a man of honour.

There are secrets ...

one doesn't betray.

Secrets?

Between us?

You must be raving, Monsieur.

Since Your Majesty is ordering me to.

I'd lose, even those souvenirs,

the letters she's been sending me,

the rendezvous she's granted me.

You're more than just raving, Monsieur,

you're blaspheming!

And yet,

I received the letters,

I came to the park one night,

or else my head is spinning now.

It seems it's been
spinning earlier, Monsieur.

You went mad

the day when you thought
that the Queen of France

would grant you a secret rendezvous,

or use you to be of service to her
for the purchase of a jewel.

Madame! I humbly ask you to listen to me.

No more!

You've dishonoured yourself, Monsieur,

but that is your concern

But you've also tried to dishonour me,

and the King shall know of it.

What goes on here, M. le Cardinal?

Sire.

I don't know how to
explain to Your Majesty...

And yet, it's very simple.

M. le Cardinal de Rohan
makes the affront to claim

that I entertained with him
a secret correspondence,

that I granted him
a clandestine rendezvous.

You claim this, Monsieur?

Oh, Sire,

I'm beginning to understand
that I've been cruelly cheated.

But I, I haven't cheated.

In that case, you'll have
nothing to fear before the judges

where you'll explain yourself.

Judges?

M. de Miromesnil!

Please call the guards.

Sire!

I beg for your grace,
to avoid a scandal!

The whole court is here

Deign to think of the honour of my house,

of the name of Rohan,

of the dignity you've entrusted me with.

Those are scruples you didn't
have before, regarding the Queen.

Sire!

Have the Cardinal arrested.

What's happening?

We're waiting.

Next door, Madame, the Queen
makes her peace with M. le Cardinal.

Was she angry with him before?

Some person,
at least an employee.

M. le Duc de Villeroi!

On the order of His Majesty,
arrest M. le Cardinal!

M. le Cardinal,

I am obliged to detain your person.

Monsieur,

do your duty.

You spoke the truth, Monsieur.

The Queen and the Cardinal
have made peace.

Ah, here comes happiness.

??? for the visit, Monsieur.

Thank you.

Do you like hunting, my dear Count?

All the hunts!

I've brought over from England
10 magnificent horses,

and we'll give races ourselves.

Bravo!

it's understood, Messieurs,
you shall be all invited.

We'll also prepare in the park
a theatrical performance.

???

Like at Versailles.

Let's not speak of Versailles,
a place where one is bored senseless.

Look who's here, our philosopher!

Mme la Contesse,
I've just come from Paris.

You look exhausted ???

The abb� ??? easily

Something terrible.

Ah, the Abb� ???

Mme de la Motte seems
to be quite impressed.

Don't return to France
under any circumstances.

I've saved you because I love you.

The abb� keeps us in suspense.

What's that big news? Tell us.

It's a secret.

Well, tell us all the same, that secret.

The Prince-Cardinal de Rohan
was arrested yesterday...

What!

wearing his pontifical robe,
when leaving the King's rooms.

Impossible!

At the moment,
he's imprisoned in the Bastille.

It's an immense scandal

about which all of Paris is excited.

Jeanne.

We're lost.

Why should we be?

If they even arrest the Cardinal,
they won't spare us either.

Rest assured,
I've anticipated everything.

We must only take some precautions.

You see?

Jeanne.

You must leave, most of all.

Immediately.

No.

No?

Without doubt the police
is already very near,

but what they want
is not so much arrest us

than find the ...

those papers.

What papers?

I don't have the time to explain to you.

Take them, leave, don't lose an instant,
and make straight for Switzerland.

Leave without you, Jeanne?

Never.

Listen!

Leave. Leave, I implore you!

Understand that by abandoning me,
you're saving me.

Jeanne, you're trying to fool me.

But no!

Once those documents are in a safe place,
thanks to you,

I'd have nothing more to fear,
I swear to you.

But if they find them here...

I'm lost.

lost?

Give them to me.

They shall only fall into their hands
if they kill me.

Louis!

Once you've crossed the border

you'll find my instructions
among those papers.

And now, go.

Leave, don't lose any more time.

Jeanne! Do you love me?

You'll know very soon.

M. le Conte, did you hear?

No.

Jeanne.

Monsieur, Monsieur,
the King's Police!

Let them come in!

Take up your positions!

M. le Conte de la Motte?

Himself.

An aubade for the gentlemen!

My dear friend,
I understand nothing of it all.

Those gentlemen arrive from Paris
in order to see you.

I am ordered, Madame,
to detain your person.

I've been waiting for you, Monsieur.

But there's so many of you,
for a single woman.

Where will you take me?

To the Bastille, Madame.

Is it true that the Cardinal de Rohan
shares with me that honour?

That's exact, Madame.

Yet, the culprit in this affair
is the Count Cagliostro.

I'll mention it in my report.

Well my friend, you may kiss your wife.

This is the way it's done
in such distressing circumstances.

My dear heart.

And we'll see each other soon.

But you're not going take all this
with you to prison! It's full of thieves.

Entrust those jewels to me,

and I'll return them to you
when you come back.

Thank you.

The latest issue of the Journal de Paris!

??? the people in the centre of Paris

They're arriving from all the provinces!

We shall live through prodigious days!

It's like a deluge that might
carry away the entire world!

The spectacle is important ???

I've come to fetch you.

That little story about the necklace
interests you to this degree?

This is not only an affair about a necklace,
it's the greatest trial in history.

This is what one announces every 6 months,
and nothing ever changes.

This time, trust me.

This is no longer about a necklace,
it's about a crown.

Some pretend that it's about a love affair

You, shut up and stick to your cabbages.

A cardinal turned crook,

the Queen involved
in an affair of forgery,

so much filth upon
the cross and the sceptre!

What a triumph for the Liberty Party!

Oh, liberty!

Play your game
if that amuses you, Messieurs

We shall now see
a new world being born!

Yes, a new world.

Has the drama started yet?

They're about to call in Mme de la Motte.

The King has committed a grave error.

How so?

He should have tried this affair himself.

His Majesty has left to the Cardinal
the choice of his judges,

and naturally he chose
to be tried by Parliament.

Why naturally?

Parliament hasn't forgiven the King
for having humiliated it too often.

What an occasion
to embarrass him publicly.

The King has acted
according to his conscience.

According to his unconscious, Monsieur.

Madame, please tell us
your name and rank.

Jeanne, Contesse de la Motte-Valois.

Descendant of the Kings of France.

Through the left hand.
(illegitimate)

Sit down, Madame.

Spouse of the Sire de la Motte,

today wanted by the police.

What ugly words!

He's travelling.

What do you have to say for your defence?

I'd like to hear first
what I'm being accused of.

First, the plotting of an immense fraud

in order to extract money
from M. le Cardinal de Rohan.

The Cardinal didn't need any plotting
to give me money.

And why is that?

Well...

he found me amusing

and ...

rather to his taste.

You delivered to the Cardinal
letters seeming to come from the Queen

and in fact written by yourself.

By me?

I never write.
All my friends complain about it.

At least, you knew about those letters.

Of course I did.

The Cardinal showed more than 50 of them
to me, he was rather proud of them.

What was the text?

Well, my cousin
assured the Cardinal of her affection,

and on several occasions even

she's deigned to meet him ...

Madame, be prudent!

If you want to gain your judges' favour,
don't attack the Queen.

The Queen?

They all loathe her.

Madame, you're going too far!

Is it my fault if at Versailles
things happen which everybody knows

and about which nobody dares to speak out?

- We're losing track.
- No, Monsieur!

I'm the victim of those intrigues,
of those equivocal enterprises,

of those cabals of money and pleasure
that are, alas,

the morals of our time.

Madame, I beg of you, no sermons!

And rather tell us who machinated
that strange affair of the necklace.

The Cardinal.

The accusation doesn't hold good, Madame.

For the last time, I'm asking you:
if you're innocent, who's the culprit?

Cagliostro.

At last, Madame,
make up your mind ???

You're saying, the Cardinal,
now, Cagliostro.

You can see very well that I know nothing.

You'll speak, however.

Under torture, perhaps.

I have been given a foretaste.

That stool is far too hard.

No more questions?

Prosecutor?

Stay, Madame.

But I've told you
everything I have to say.

We'll see about that.

Call in Count Cagliostro.

If it's him, then I'll stay.

Step closer, Monsieur!

Silence!

Who are you?

A noble voyager.

Where do you come from?

From everywhere.

From very far away.

From nowhere.

And besides,

I don't come, Messieurs,

I don't go,

I am!

Who am I?

Just interrogate the planets,

and perhaps they might answer you.

But speak to them very loudly, Messieurs,

because at this moment,
the stars pretend to be deaf.

This is, M. le Pr�sident,
what I can tell you about the skies

Let's descend back to earth, Monsieur,
if you please.

I'm descending.

And what do you know about this trial?

What trial? this little debate?

Monsieur!

Forgive me, illustrious judges,

but I attended the trial of Jeanne d'Arc

The one of the Christ,

the one of Socrates,

those were real trials!

As for today,

you're trying some little intriguer.

What!

Some miserable thief.

M. le Pr�sident,

do you allow this charlatan to insult me?

M. le Pr�sident,
in her rage she's losing her wits.

That man who pretends to manufacture
diamonds he buys at the jewellers'!

I forgive her, Monsieur.

I forgive her, she is mad.

Mad?

You see!

A daughter of the Kings of France!

Silence!

You assist, M. le Pr�sident,
the combat of the viper against the eagle.

But the eagle always wins

because he floats in the skies.

Messieurs, the eagle respects God.

He respects the sovereigns,
representatives of God.

He respects the laws,
instruments of the sovereigns.

And he respects all of you.

Messieurs.

Because you inhabit
these laws like wise men,

Messieurs, the eagle has confidence in ...

Very well, Monsieur, you may stop.

Messieurs, the eagle has
confidence in your justice

and in your ...

All right.

He has confidence.

Look at this.

there are ??? of the world
in front of the iron railings

The people are agitated.

They are singing, but it's not my fault.

- Do you hear what they're singing?
- I do.

"For the Queen, when all goes wrong

"she wants to punish the Cardinal

"but all of Paris will defend him,

"hallelujah!"

That song amuses you?

In faith, it does.

Well, Monsieur, it frightens me.

Why, that song is rather pleasant.

"The Holy Father to the hot iron,

"the king and the queen
have blackened him,

"parliament will whiten him,

"Hallelujah!"

The Cardinal!

An armchair for the Cardinal!

An armchair?

Why not a stool, like for the others?

Out of respect
for the robe he's wearing, Madame.

I too am wearing a robe.

M. le Cardinal,

did you show to Mme de la Motte
letters signed by the Queen?

Those letters were brought to me
by Mme de la Motte herself.

were they love letters?

No.

Her Majesty promised me
an imminent return to her good graces.

That's all.

I believed them, I was careless.

But not sacrilegious.

M. le Cardinal, you misplaced
your confidence considerably.

It's true, Mr. Prosecutor.

Oh!

It's Cagliostro in whom
he placed his confidence.

If we had listened to M. de Cagliostro
we wouldn't be here.

He's always warned us
against that blackguard.

I don't accept this expression!

I'm giving it to you!

Messieurs!

Messieurs.

You admit having bought
a necklace in the name of the Queen,

and on signatures
which were clumsily forged?

I've admitted everything, Messieurs.

My fault, or rather, my misfortune

was to have believed
blindly in that woman.

You admit to have accepted a secret
rendezvous in the park at Versailles?

Yes, Messieurs.

And whom do you claim to have met there?

The Queen.

You still dare to claim it?

Her Majesty herself will confirm it.

Yes, Messieurs,

in order to save an innocent man

the Queen has asked me
to appear before you,

and you shall see her.

Messieurs, the Queen!

The Queen as the Cardinal saw her.

Do you see her too, Messieurs?

It's the girl Oliva,

small vendor of pleasures
at the Palais Royal.

But the resemblance has fooled
all of you, and in daylight.

The girl Oliva, dressed and disguised
by Mme de la Motte.

Messieurs!

The Cardinal is no more guilty
than we all are.

The cause is understood!

Messieurs, Messieurs!

Messieurs, Messieurs!

The theatrical coup is cunning,

but a resemblance is not an excuse.

And your crime, M. le Cardinal,

is to have believed that the Queen of France
could grant secret rendezvous at night.

You err, M. Prosecutor, since all the world
believes that the Queen is capable of it.

The Cardinal has been deceived!

He has the right to say, how, by whom,
and to prove it.

???

Libertin, if you like, at least I was
never in the pay of the privileged classes.

Messieurs!

We are here to render justice,

not to argue political passions.

Too late.

M. le Cardinal,

the Parliament thanks you.

Mr. Prosecutor?

One question remains,
Mme de la Motte.

What role did the Chevalier R�taud
de Villette play in your machinations?

You refuse to answer?

I beg you, Madame.

You shall know nothing at all.

R�taud is far away,
out of your reach.

And when I shall be free...

Let the Chevalier R�taud de Villette
enter the court!

R�taud!

Why?

Jeanne.

Monsieur!

Please step closer.

At your demand,

the Parliament acting as tribunal,
has decided to listen to your statement.

Step closer, Monsieur

Step closer.

Madame,

the presence of the Chevalier R�taud
de Villette might serve your cause.

The Chevalier R�taud de Villette
has arrived from Switzerland this morning.

He intends to make certain declarations.

Are you an accomplice of that woman?

No, Mr. Prosecutor.

I was in Switzerland,

out of reach of all the enquiries.

I returned of my free will
to dissipate these ambiguities.

Explain yourself.

In that necklace affair
there's only one culprit,

a single one.

Myself.

Mr. Prosecutor,

don't listen to him, he's lying.

It was I who incited her
to all those affairs,

to write false letters,

yes, it was I who
faked the Queen's signature.

Look here!

Mr. Prosecutor,

interrogate him.

Why would he have done this?

I wanted to be rich,

so that the woman I love
could profit from it.

That's false, he's inventing it!

It's true!

Remember,

you implored me to abandon my project.

I persevered against her wishes.

I'm responsible for everything.

No, he's lying!

He's lying, in order to save me!

The contrary is true!

Messieurs,

I admit,

I'll admit everything you want.

Don't listen to her!

You know very well that she's lying!

I think that for once
she's telling the truth.

My Lords,

look at me.

I'm not lying, I'm no longer lying.

This man was honest, he was loyal,

it was I who led him astray.

Every sentence you're going pass,
they shall merit it

I too, but him?

Him? No!

It would be wrong!

Much too wrong!

What's happening?

The verdict without doubt, Madame.

???

What's happening?

But what's happening?

They demand the Cardinal?

Hubert.

You know something?

Cagliostro and the Cardinal de Rohan
have been acquitted, Madame.

Acquitted?

What infamy!

And I?

The same, I hope.

You, Madame,
one doesn't know yet.

The gentlemen are still debating, I think.

And R�taud ?

Convicted, to exile.

thank you

???

The Coward! Coward!

Marie, I want you to understand.

No, Louis,

don't try to fool me, I know.

I know that they applauded
the Parliament against you,

and the Cardinal against me.

They have dared.

But I shall intervene,
I'll send the Cardinal to exile.

As to the Parliament...

It was I who gave you
a bad advice, my friend.

How could one foresee
that they would dare such a thing.

Don't feel any regrets.

I'll no longer let them
ridicule my authority.

???

You're feeling cold, my friend.

No, Louis.

I'm afraid.

Madame,

Maitre Breton has just told you
the court's decision against you.

I'm not pardoned?

What do they want from me?

What do they want?

Come on, Madame.

Madame!

Please get down on your knees.

On my knees?

I?

This is an order, Madame.

An order?

I beg you, Madame, be reasonable,
submit yourself to the rule.

- Never!
- I beg of you.

Never!

Who are those men?

What do they want from me?

What do they want?

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me!

Don't resist, Madame.

Let go of me!

Leave me!

Leave me!

Leave me!

Make her kneel!

Leave me!

Brutes!

You're hurting me!

You're hurting me!

We, Louis, King of France, 16th of the name:
Appearing before him, Jeanne de la Motte,

and before Parliament, sitting as tribunal,
and having declared her guilty,

we order that she
shall be publicly whipped,

branded on her shoulder with the letter "V",
the sign of a thief ("voleuse"),

and imprisoned in the Salle P�tri�re

for the rest of her days.

The rest

of her days.

- Come on.
- No.

No, I don't want to!

Cowards!

No, I don't want to!

Cowards!

Finish her off!

Let me!

It wasn't the thief
that has just been branded here,

it was the Queen of France.

The End.

Engl. subtitles: serdar202@KG 2015
corrections and synch: Tommaso