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The signs of God and the Devil
are all around you.

All you have to do
is open your eyes to see it.

They haunt our lives,

they inhabit your dreams,

fill our nightmares.

These are the signs that show
that there is something bigger than us.

A light and a shadow
beyond what is visible,

beyond the universe,

beyond life itself.

That year,

more than any other,

the signs were already there.

And among those who refused to see them,

believe me,

no one survived.

CHAPTER SEVEN
THE DILEMMA

Élise, don't do it.

You don’t know what blue blood is.

Believe me,
this is what happened to me.

Here's what's going to happen.

When you wake up,

the first thing you’ll feel
is the icy cold in your veins.

Then you'll be hungry.

I know you are strong,

but the hunger will grow.

And it will nibble at your thoughts

and your will.

If you’re lucky,
you might learn to control yourself.

But one day, you won’t be able to.

The hunger will be stronger than you.

On that day, those who share your path
will be in danger.

You understand what that means?

You won't be able to look after Madeleine.

You won’t ever be able to love.

Anyone.

All you’ll have to give
will be a promise of death.

Henri!

What...

No!

No...

Stop.

Oka, no!

Don't do that! We need her!

I got her! Help me!

Donatien! Come here right now!

-Please, my lord...
-Donatien!

I swear I couldn't do anything.

Yes, Dad…

What is it now?

Where is my sister?

Where is my sister?

I don't know.

Call the police! Immediately!

It's Marie de Montargis.

Oh, my God. She looks sick.

What happened to her?

This woman is sick.
I’m responsible for her.

I have to isolate her
to try to understand her case.

Let me see.

Does it hurt?

No.

What would you do
if I became a blue-blood?

If I got it right,
we’d have to cut your head off.

That’s it, right? The only solution.

That's what Albert told me.

My men are scared.

Nothing I say will reassure them.

Can you tell me
what you plan to do with her?

Study her.

She’s in the first stage of the disease,
the most virulent.

What do you think?

-Give us some time.
-Two days.

No more.

Then, the head of Marie de Montargis
will join her uncle’s.

If the epidemic spreads, we won’t
be able to decapitate all the sick.

And why not?

We don't have enough knives.

I heard you're very clever,
Joseph Guillotin.

Yes, but I'm not a butcher.

It doesn't hurt.

Hold your fist.

Hold tight.

There you go.

There you go.

What are you doing?

I'm talking to you!
Why do you want our blood?

To check.

To check what?

If one of us is immune.

Which means?

If your blood resists the disease,
it means you’re immune.

And your blood could help us
fight the disease.

And that, in theory, we could find a cure.

-There’s a chance it's going to work?
-We will find out soon. Next!

No.

I can’t stay here.

We need to wait till night
to return to the camp.

I have no intention of returning there.

I’m going back to the castle.

-You don’t stand a chance if you go alone.
-I will surrender.

-I will accept their terms.
-No.

I won’t let you risk your life.

Since when do you care?

Marianne promised to support you.

Together, you can overturn your cousin
and stop the blue-bloods.

You know what Donatien is capable of.

That’s why
I can’t leave Madeleine with him.

If we don’t stop the epidemic,
thousands will die.

Is Madeleine more important
than the common good?

-You know I’m right.
-I know.

Then do the responsible thing.

You have no idea what you’re asking me.

If you die,
Madeleine won’t have anybody to count on.

You’re wrong.

She will still have her father.

She’s my daughter, Albert.

She's our daughter.

Are you ready to sacrifice her,
now that you know?

You should eat a little, miss.

You’re alone now.

I'm not.

These rebels...

I’m going to...

I’m going to keep them alive.

I’ll start with the feet,

and I’ll go up slowly.

And when I get tired
of hearing them scream,

I’ll devour their tongues.

The day you were born,

I knew you were going
to keep disappointing me.

I knew it when you spoke your first words.

I knew it as I watched you grow up,
without a single quality.

I thought the blue-blood privilege

could cure your body
and make your soul grow.

Only now do I realize
the extent of my delusion.

There is no cure for mediocrity.

Shut up!

You were unable to learn patience.

Your vanity,

your cowardice, your plots...

You’re the chastisement God has sent
to punish me for being too proud.

And I know now

that my lineage will finish with you,
in dishonor.

You have no right
to talk to me like that.

I am the count!

You have disappointed
all the hopes I had in you.

You have contaminated…

the most degenerate of your friends.

You abandoned your sister
in the hands of our enemies.

Shut up!

And even worse,

you have betrayed your king.

What do you think will happen

now that our enemies know
about the blue blood?

They will revolt.
They will take the castle over.

Even the most cowardly man
doesn't look away

when his children are being devoured.

You see, my son, there are only few things
in which we’re all equals.

And this is one of them.

Counts…

peasants...

all moved and blinded
by our love for our children.

However ungrateful
and pathetic they may be.

Shut up!

Look what you made me do!

Are you happy now?

I told you to shut up!

But you never listen to me!

You’ve never listened to me.

Never.

Never.

Élise...

I'm…

I'm sorry.

I couldn’t protect Madeleine.

You’ll have the opportunity
to keep your promise.

War will soon begin.

You'll use the diversion
to help Madeleine escape.

Joseph?

Joseph, look at me.

I understand why you’re mad at me.

It’s a bit late to act as a big brother,
don’t you think?

You lied to me and you used me.

Did it ever occur to you
that maybe you could trust me?

Did you see what happened
to Father Maxence?

He helped us. He died for it.

I just didn’t want you to end up like him.

You always think you can
understand everything, explain everything.

But you’re wrong, Joseph.

You think your science
is going to help us?

This is the only cure for the blue-bloods.

We get used to saving lives
just like we get used to killing.

This is the difference between you and me.

When will you bury your father?

Who told you I intend to bury him?

Why would I deny myself the pleasure
of seeing what I’ve escaped from?

And forever.

It’s my turn to ask questions.

Did you find my sister?

No?

Did you find my cousin?

No?

Did you crush the rebels? No.

No.

Yet that’s not even what’s bothering me.

You’re a good dog.

A little rusty, but a good dog.

And that’s exactly the problem.

A dog is loyal to his master.

Even after his death.

Why do you think new self-respecting kings

replace their ministers
once they take the throne?

I’m preparing great things, my friend.

And I sincerely want to give you a chance.

A chance to prove your devotion to me.

Tell me, Edmond,

will you obey me?

You’re the count.

It’s my duty to obey you.

Well.

Let’s see.

Go fetch.

You’re forgetting something.

A dog walks on four legs.

On your knees.

Don’t be surprised, Edmond.

This is just the law of the pack.

When the leader weakens,

the others hasten to take his place.

Get rid of him.

I will come back!

I will kill you! You degenerate infirm!

Goodbye, Edmond.

You know,

death is only a beginning.

Gentlemen.

Welcome.

Have you already visited Versailles,
my friends?

No?

My father took me there once.

And where is he?

Your father.

Where is he?

In his office.

You’re visibly dying to join him.

I shall personally make sure
your wish is granted later.

So, as I was saying: Versailles.

I was very young.

But I remember meeting
the strangest creature there.

The courtier.

The courtier must never be right.

He must never have any opinion.

He trains himself relentlessly
for the most difficult art of all.

Crawling.

But you, my friends, aren't like that.

You are the aristocracy of my county.

You are the flower
of the kingdom’s nobility.

And me...

I need you.

Are you ready to help me?

I’m happy to announce my wedding!

In three days,

I will marry my dear cousin!

Madeleine de Montargis.

-She’s only a child...
-And I take an oath!

On that day,

with your help,

my sister Marie shall be by my side.

May this moment
seal the bond that unite us.

Forever.

The time has come...

to build an army.

Élise...

Élise, help me. Please.

Marie?

What are you doing?

She's sick.

She was infected recently.

And her body
is still not used to the disease.

What do you want to do to her, Joseph?

I need a sample of her blood.

What for?

Humans aren’t equal
in the face of sickness.

Some individuals resist it naturally.

If we find an immune individual,

we could use his blood
to extract a vaccine from it.

Trust me, Élise.

It's only a theory, but...

it is our only hope.

Help me.

Help me.

It's said that seeing your fiancée
in her wedding dress brings bad luck.

But I ceased to believe in superstitions
a long time ago.

It will be quick.
You'll barely feel a thing.

It’s useless.

No one will come to help you.

They abandoned you.

All of them.

I am all you have now.

My sweet Madeleine.

My father never realized
how clever you are.

Hiding behind the mask of madness,
what a magnificent trick.

Do it.

You poor fool...

Do you understand now?

There’s nothing you can do against me.

Take her back to her room!

Lock her up!

No one must go near her.

It's impossible. It's our last sample.

They all got contaminated.

We need to keep looking.

It was only our first attempt.

-We could mix the samples--
-There's no use. None of us are immune.

Maybe such a case doesn’t even exist.

But without that,
we won't be able to protect anyone.

Good evening, my lords.
Would you like something to drink?

What are you doing, my lord?

Stop! No!

My lord, no!

Help me!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help us...

The nobles...

they went mad!
They attacked us at the tavern.

-We're the only survivors.
-My God...

It has begun.

We must run away.

Now.

Maybe we should run away, indeed.

But one thing's for sure…

If we leave,

the only thing we can expect
is to survive in hiding.

But we will witness
the spread of the most terrible,

the most deadly, and the most unjust
epidemic humanity has ever known.

Or we can fight.

Not for ourselves, no.

Or for our lives.

But for an even greater cause.

The others.

These men and women we don't even know,

and who will probably
never know our names.

Yes, our enemies are very rich,
very powerful.

But let me tell you a secret.

They're afraid of us.

Because they know that if we unite,
there are far more of us.

Enough to prevent the worst.

Who wants to stay?

And fight.

I do.

I vote to stay.

Me too.

Do you know what it means?

It will be the beginning of a revolution.