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My lord

You'll be arrested.

Fetch some candles.

l'll be working late.

And my usual glass of wine.

This world had to change.

But the Revolution is now a terror sweeping the land

and it's my turn to be swept aside.

Old prejudices make men blind

devour their hearts and turn them into beasts.

ln the year 1764

the Beast reached our soil and made it its own.

A year later

and it seemed no mortal would ever overcome it.

The Beast's assaults

slowly sank the region of Gévaudan into darkness.

Who goes there?

What's he done?

- What? - He's a thief.

And her?

His daughter. Damned witch !

l healed their horses. They owe me.

Don't listen. They're liars!

- Did he heal the horses? - Yes.

Begone!

Welcome to the land of the Beast! Beware of wolf traps!

Sir Grégoire de Fronsac

and the man they called Mani were neither hunters nor soldiers.

A naturalist at the King's Garden

and a fine wit.

The man who shadowed him

was a mysterious foreigner.

At nightfall

their protector in Gévaudan for the duration of their mission.

Our people fear no ordinary wolf. The Beast is different.

lt flees men as if it knew to fear them

yet spares no woman or child.

Have you ever seen it?

How do you know it's just one animal?

The survivors all say the same.

lt's bigger than a wolf and has no fear of firearms.

l understand your skepticism.

l don't believe any more than you in dragons.

l've had a report drawn up

a memoir of the Beast's crimes.

Judge for yourself.

You battled the English in New France?

Yes

l returned with wounds and a captain's rank.

l've organized a hospital for victims of the Beast

in an old priory.

A woman from Lorciére.

The Beast attacked her coming from the fair.

Two men saved her

Tell me

And how fares Paris?

And L'lngénu? Have you read it?

lt's a bit late to discuss philosophy.

Quite right. Let's speak of theater.

Do you know any actresses? What's in the theater this winter?

Put it there.

They are a gallant lot

Do tell me.

Here

The Mercure de France! We only get the Courrier d'Avignon.

- l'll show you the common room. - He'll stay here.

Very well. Good night

lt's not Versailles

lt's big as a cow.

Jacques says he's seen many wolves. lt's no wolf.

lts snout is longer

- lf not a wolf

Chevalier

There.

There's no one there.

Halt!

What are those bastards doing here?

Good day

Good day

Beware. There are traps.

Duhamel

He'd like to examine her body

The one who brutalized my men?

- Had l known you ordered-- - l did not.

You did well

They're soldiers trained for war

Careful

What sort of gardener are you?

When the Beast is killed

l'll keep it after it's captured.

l'm having a look.

With that jaw

This time

before the snow.

lt can't get away.

- Ever seen it? - Once.

Once

lt collapsed

We lost it near Mt. Mouchet

Did it look like this?

lt had a black stripe and spike on its back.

My friends

Sir Grégoire de Fronsac.

A man of Providence indeed

sketch the Beast.

His Eminence

the Duke de Moncan

the Count de Morangias

and Madame the Countess.

Their son

- A clever hand

M. Laffont

Father Henri Sardis of St. Alban's.

Tell us

- They've written ballads. - Prayers would do better!

Does Capt. Duhamel so need God?

Don't we all?

Duhamel just dresses his men as women

to bait the Beast.

He's doing what he can.

Such indulgence!

Duhamel is incompetent.

His hunts exhaust the people

and the Beast roams free.

lf Duhamel is all l get for paying my taxes to Paris

l'd rather give it to my valets.

- What do you say

His Lordship likes to argue

When you arrived

with God this and God that.

lt's said the Pope sent a spy to see

if the Beast is a manifestation of the Devil.

Pardon me.

Marianne de Morangias. A daunting task indeed.

The most elusive quarry in our land.

- Who's the hapless hunter? - Des Forêts

- Then it's simple. - Careful

Sir

- M. Des Forêts? - Himself.

An honor. Good writers are rare.

Marquis d'Apcher spoke of you.

He thought of you for his memoirs.

Really?

He's in good spirits. But have some finesse.

Wait till he broaches the subject.

Excuse me.

- Have you no shame? - None.

Does the naturalist like our country?

l've only glimpsed its beauties so far

ls such the talk of court?

No

l might go to court if there were ladies like you.

Dinner is served. Let's go in.

Whither thou goest...

ln sailing up the St. Lawrence we found in our nets

the strangest animal l'd ever seen.

l'd heard of the native's sacred fish

but l was sure it was a legend.

l was looking at a fish

the shape and size of a trout

but which was entirely covered in a rich black fur.

A furry trout? Surely you jest.

No

Salmo truta dermopilla from Canada.

Soft as mink.

- Nature is extraordinary! - The water must be cold!

This proves the impossible may be possible.

Well said.

lt surely won you the King's favor.

l doubt he deserves it.

Though l do recognize your comedic talent.

Had l two hands

- Please pardon him. - Your son is right.

This animal doesn't exist.

My taxidermist is a clever man.

Please excuse the prank.

Should this fable convince us there is no Beast?

That we're simpletons?

The moral of the fable

is that dragons and unicorns only appear in fables.

Lies appear true when dressed in Latin.

Careful

lndeed

Or worse

l believe the knight is

Enough talk of the Beast. After all

How about a guessing game? Charades?

l've just composed a lover's lament. May l

- lf it isn't licentious. - Oh no.

lt's very chaste and pure.

lt's an improvisation.

lt's called ''Wolves Howl''.

''l went not warily though l bore no malice

''Your sly eye caught my heart in its prowl

''l howl''

Shall l see you soon?

Have you other amazing animals to show me?

You seem set in your idea of me. Allow me to change your mind.

Try.

- Coming to the hunt? - Certainly.

l can't allow it. Too dangerous.

Obedience is the virtue of well-born girls.

This young man is right.

That day in Gévaudan

there was the greatest hunt ever in France.

The King offered 6

Thousands of enlisted peasants

were joined by every hunter and adventurer in the region.

For a few hours

You each have a map and a location. Movements begin at 7:00.

Thank you.

You might well thank us! My people have better things to do.

Your generosity rivals your courage.

Enough ! For your sake

We shall

What is this ruckus?

Fine weapon

l had it made in Mende after a campaign.

Custom-made for me

Look. Even in Paris you'll never see such a bullet.

l make them myself.

Silver? Afraid of werewolves?

l like to sign my shots.

l'm a hunter

How did it happen?

l learned the hard way that one bullet won't always suffice.

And

- Did a bear injure you? - A lion.

Yes

Do you know Africa?

My lords

Here. Punish her as you will.

Witch !

She's a daughter of the Devil!

- A demon has got her! - She's ill!

She's not possessed!

Burn her!

She mustn't swallow her tongue. She'd suffocate.

- She's not possessed. - l know.

Naturalist

She didn't show. l won the bet.

Marquis.

And the natives?

Superstitious brutes

lndian hunters eat the hearts of their prey for strength.

Are they brutes then?

ln Africa

My lord the Count

There you are.

Your mother will be worried.

She always is. lf l listened

l knew you didn't believe me. You're a libertine.

- Not when l'm in love. - You're in love?

Ridiculous! We've hardly met.

You thought l meant you?

She must learn to ride like a lady.

No harm in a little exercise.

- My father sees no evil. - My son sees evil everywhere.

People died here.

How do you know?

l hear their cries.

Mani

He's right. This was a Templar stronghold.

Twenty-five heretics were burned alive in the chapel.

- ls he a seer? - No need to be.

You just need to look.

My brother and l played here.

Were you not afraid?

He said he would protect me from ghosts.

- No taste for the hunt? - That a crime here?

The lndians say a portrait steals the soul.

My soul interests you as well?

On foot at a hunt?

- My fault. - l didn't ask you.

- What possessed you? - lt's only a wolf.

- And if it were the Beast? - l don't think so.

Thank you.

Pray the Beast is one of these wolves.

These won't devour anyone now.

Curious fellow.

- Where did you find him? - New France.

ls he an Acadian?

An lndian. A Mohawk lroquois.

An lndian? A real one? He doesn't look it.

Come to St. Alban tonight. We'll have fun with your valet.

He's not my valet.

- What then? - He's my brother.

Really! Mixing your blood with that of a savage?

A man who shares one's hardship is no savage.

Mani saved me from the English at Trois Riviéres.

l thought the savages were cannibals.

As you can see

Can you reproduce with a woman of our race?

All women are the same color when candles blow out.

Yes

lndians and whites have had children.

We're one species.

Don't speak too soon. lt's a bit like the Negroes.

What say you

Your blood brother is God's child.

- Has he been baptized? - He hasn't asked.

You are a man of your times!

Mani has his beliefs.

At home

lf they have priests

What are these beliefs?

Each man has an animal spirit

Amusing. How does it work?

Would you?

Never fear

Caribou. A sort of stag.

What says my wife?

Am l a stag because of my horns or because of something else?

And my dear Thomas

Worm. Bookworm probably.

Snake.

For lndians

Serpent wise.

And our intendant?

Boar.

Lighten your spirit.

Perhaps for these barbarians the pig is nobility.

Who's next? Sardis?

And me?

What am l

Half an eagle?

Make me a lizard

Jean-François

What? Have l been gauche?

Let me be.

Mademoiselle? Your turn?

Pardon me

l'll retire before you begin juggling or dancing on a ball.

Good night.

lt'll cheer you

lt's the best house in Mende. You'll sleep better than at an inn.

They're all for you. And the new girl is very...

Dear little Marquis.

Come.

l'm expensive

- Do you know me? - ln here

ltalian?

Just passing through.

l have money.

lt's not only a matter of money.

What then?

- Who did that to you? - An lroquois arrow.

Not far from the heart.

l may be a lucky man.

And that?

A bear.

He didn't care much for me.

You haven't seen anything yet.

My business is dangerous.

Some men aren't so nice.

Something to remember me by.

A scandal! ln my house!

- Valentine! - l don't lay with sorcerers!

- What? - Snakes on him! l saw them move!

Our reputation ! You have to go!

lt's nothing. He's an lndian

- Then no lndians! - You have delicate whores.

Come on

l'll double the fee.

- l like his tattoos. - That settles that.

So

Will you do my portrait?

lf you don't behave.

Weeks passed

A third winter would be spent under its reign.

The snow could not stop it anymore than our rifles and dogs.

Recall how God warned us through the words of Moses:

''l shall come unto you like a bear whose cubs are ravished.

''As a lion l shall devour your children and spill their entrails.

''l will set upon ye a fearsome Beast

''to consume you and your flocks

''and make your fields barren.''

How long

A candle for each victim. ls this truly the Age of Reason?

Have mercy!

Forgive me!

Have mercy!

Bless me!

What is it

God has punished me! My children vanished on Mt. Mouchet!

l'm damned! We all are!

Gather your men. We must leave.

Alert Mani. l'll find you on the way!

Hello

l have something for you.

l want to see you. Alone.

ln 10 days my mother's going to a retreat and my father to a cure.

- Ten days? - l'm not as free as you.

The torch.

Bring the torch !

The storm is rising; the men are tired.

We'd best go home.

No. We must find the girl.

l found the child.

Captain

your men have plundered the population

and since you began

lt should never have escaped us.

How's that?

lt should never have escaped us.

What say you

What sort of wolf is this?

My only certainty is that this is no wolf.

Wolves don't attack men

Perhaps our wolves are different.

A rabid wolf will attack.

And dies within a fortnight.

For two years

lts victims bear wounds no wolf could inflict.

l've often found upon the body

a piece of this metal.

- So? - So...

no animal has fangs of iron.

Then the Beast is not an animal? Fine.

How do we catch it?

While we speculate

Gentlemen

So you say

this is no ordinary animal.

We all think so.

And for myself l'm pleased you concede

this is something supernatural.

l concede nothing

Anything to add?

No

l've received this from Paris.

Capt. Duhamel His Majesty has been informed of your ineffective efforts.

He requests you be relieved of your duties.

You and your men are to return to Langogne at once.

Sir Beauterne

His mandate is to kill this ferocious wolf.

He alone is authorized to hunt in the diocese.

Gentlemen.

Then l'm forgiven?

l was curious to know my ''totem''. ls that the word?

l would guess...

mermaid.

Are you never serious? l'll ask your redskin.

And the Beast? Have you spotted it?

Forbidden subject?

My absurd assumptions would get me laughed out of King's Garden.

lf l said the Beast is flesh and iron mixed

that it's possessed of reason and may disappear at will

what would you say?

Country air has affected your mind.

lt's eluding me.

After three months

Should the Beast have surrendered? Perhaps it's afraid of you.

Am l so fearsome?

A hard-won victory will be better savored.

ls it true you're going to Africa?

For now it's but a naturalist's winter dream.

And you? Ever yearn for new horizons?

A lady has more duties than yearnings.

Do you see Sardis over there?

Are you being watched?

He's there to protect me.

Alone with you

Let's go inside. Our priest might catch cold.

Good evening

- You're in love. - l don't know.

l do.

The cards?

l've never needed them for you.

So let's drink.

To Mademoiselle de Morangias.

- What? - Her brother was here.

You slept with him?

Him? He can't stand to be touched.

He watches

then he talks in his sleep

Do l?

What do l say?

''Again !''

Know how Florentine women keep their husbands home?

Each morning

a slow poison

and every evening the antidote.

That way

he has a very bad night.

You needn't resort to that.

Anyway

Make way for Antoine de Beauterne

who has come to rid the country of the Beast!

- l am Grégoire de Fronsac. - Yes

The naturalist embalmer.

M. de Beauterne is at the lntendant's. Come at 2:00.

His Majesty asked my advice about your report.

Complicated fables indeed!

l believe the Beast is a wolf.

l shall go out for it tomorrow.

l would rather you didn't come.

Why is that?

The King left this affair to me

l have no need of you to end it.

On the table there's a letter from Buffon and our beloved king.

l'm at his service

l've read your report. Trouble yourself no longer with this Beast.

lt's my affair.

You may go.

Come here.

A woman from Lorciére. lt attacked her coming from the fair.

We lost it near Mt. Mouchet

The Beast has struck near St. Alban.

God has punished me! My children vanished on Mt. Mouchet!

l don't believe anymore than you in...

lts snout is longer

My only certainty is that this is no wolf.

- The Beast is no animal. - A rabid wolf will attack.

How do we catch it?

No animal has iron fangs.

Sir

l saw him!

He was dispensing poison and saying satanic incantations!

God only knows for how long!

Let him go.

An lndian remedy

Only our prayers may save her.

But she was...

A miracle!

What happened to your brother?

- A man with the Beast? - The child is incoherent.

Yes

No cure for 10 shots in the gut.

We've brought your things. Begin at once.

- lt's not the Beast. - Get to work!

- Ridiculous! - M. de Beauterne is coming.

Watch your lip!

Hello. Leave us!

Don't you like my Beast?

What is this? You know it's not the Beast.

lts jaw is twice as large.

You can fix that here.

What?

Paris awaits. l have only this wolf. So make me a Beast.

- To fool the King? - No

l carry out his will. You'd be wise to do the same.

ls that a threat

At my age? Come now

You're too smart for threats.

Do your duty

Otherwise

You have what you need. l'm counting on you.

Good-bye for now.

Good evening

Are you sad to be returning to Paris?

The Beast is dead. You should be happy.

Do you want me to tell you a secret?

l collect them.

Beauterne killed a simple wolf. He is an impostor.

And l am his accomplice.

Come

You saw nothing.

You are no longer welcome at the castle

Tell Mademoiselle de Morangias that l am here!

- l've already told you-- - Speak of the devil!

My son and l were just talking about you

lt is your daughter l have come to visit.

- l'm afraid that is impossible. - l insist.

Let him come in

Be careful

Leave us.

Sir

l don't understand.

However

Where is she?

Follow me.

So kind of you to visit.

Mademoiselle

l am to return to Paris

Have a safe journey.

l warned you

You have offered me only one present

and here l give you two for your collection.

l've been warned about men of your kind.

Men of my kind

never condemn people without having listened to them.

l don't know how this happened

You needn't bother.

Please

Admit that you were not the man for my sister

and leave it at that

Do you believe that she will remain your nursemaid all her life?

Are you not happy to leave our province in one piece?

ln other times

Times change.

Not everywhere

l'm sorry!

Will you hit me too if l tell you to leave?

Good-bye.

Have no regrets. He didn't deserve you.

On this historic day

of King's Garden.

The Beast's end is partly his.

But it is mostly thanks to Your Majesty.

Let it be known :

ln your sole person resides sovereign power.

Only a beast could ignore it.

That Beast is no more.

l have only little merit.

With your power bestowed upon me

and the Beast laid down its arms.

What is this?

Beauterne's carried out his orders

- What orders? - Mine.

This is M. Mercier

Special Counsel to His Majesty for domestic matters.

lt was his idea to send Antoine de Beauterne.

You're to thank for this prompt victory?

l admire your scruples

Have you read this?

lt's no longer for sale

lt was banned?

A fable undermining the King.

We'd have had trouble if we waited longer. People are so gullible.

Better to lie than let lies be spread?

Truth is a complicated thing. One must govern with simplicity.

No more Beast

lt'll go on killing.

No one will hear of it again. That's what counts.

l was forgetting. His Majesty is most thankful.

lt's said you want to go to Africa.

ln six months

lf you wish

Of course

Well

Marianne de Morangias?

Madame

We both have a friend in common.

What are you doing here?

lt's useless to hide behind that veil.

Your perfume is not that of a Lady.

Grégoire de Fronsac has only loved one woman.

lt is your name he calls out in his sleep.

He will soon be leaving on a long journey.

Just perfect.

When you see Fronsac

or you will lose him forever.

Who was that

No one.

That one

These two

Hello

Hey

Good to see you !

Not as good as all that.

Two days after you left

The King no longer sends soldiers. l can't find volunteers for the hunt.

l can't do a thing. l don't know how to catch it.

Frankly

Mani found the child.

Just one hunt

lmpossible! The King has forbidden us from returning.

- The King will not know. - So you think.

ls the King's peace of mind worth all these sacrifices?

You won't change my mind.

- Do you want to bet? - The last time we made a bet

l would have preferred not to use this

but

And Mani?

My friend!

How are you?

- We're leaving for the hunt

So

Best in the world

ln Gévaudan

but officially

What really happened appears in no history book.

lt was carefully kept quiet.

ls he welcoming us?

He wants to help us.

Go to the castle. l'll meet you there.

What is it?

Where do Jeanne and Pierre Roulier live?

Go straight on. lt's the last house in the village.

This is Jeanne

Pierre

l'm being watched. They might know you're back.

l'll tear you away from your family.

l can't bear my mother

l want to leave.

ln a week

Why wait?

The hunt. l promised the Marquis.

You didn't return for me?

Look out!

Leave! Slowly

Over here! Look at me!

Come here!

Go

What is this? Open up!

My God!

Tell me

We're short of men.

Mani knows what he's doing. l'm hunting a man.

A man?

The Beast is a weapon serving a sick mind.

- Wouldn't a killer be secretive? - Right.

The Beast's first mystery is its fame.

lts master wants people to talk

How's that?

This book is sold all over.

lt says the Beast is punishing the King's indulgence in philosophers.

Who wrote it?

l don't know

Perhaps your weapon will help...

but only in your hands!

And you

Which will you choose?

Mani doesn't like firearms.

Too much noise and smoke. Bad smell.

All will go well

Don't worry. We're well prepared.

Tell me of the Americas.

Will you never go back?

Not all my memories are fond ones.

And Mani? Does he miss his tribe?

His tribe is no more.

Before our attack

Orders were to execute survivors.

The women

Only Mani escaped.

- How? - We needed an interpreter.

l was to teach him our language. Then l found him slaying the Captain.

Why didn't you turn him in?

Know how the Captain waged battle?

He gave his scouts infected hospital sheets.

The lroquois bought them. Three weeks later

- And that's our war? - ln any case

Where did he go?

- To speak to the trees. - Trees?

Trees can speak.

The white man cannot listen or see.

See what

Want to learn?

- What's this? - An lndian sacrament.

At your own risk

- What's it do? - Depends on the person.

They say they see the invisible.

So

The Beast is in the forest. The wolves will help us.

l see no better.

This night we shall dance the dance of blood.

And the Beast shall come to us with the sun.

lt has no effect on me.

That night

in a language even Fronsac couldn't understand.

And the wolves brought them to the Beast.

Don't worry

Don't worry

l'll take care of you.

Thomas is asleep. A close call.

l'm sorry for the lndian.

What is there?

Tell me

lt's a domain. A hunting ground.

Sir

Hurry! Fire!

He's over there! Come on !

Fronsac returned by Mani's side.

His revenge had hardly begun

but according to lndian custom

he must be sent to his ancestors at dawn's first light.

What do you want?

Too much blood has been spilled.

You're in great peril here.

l have business to attend to.

ls it worth your life?

How long have you known?

l don't know what you mean.

Come now

How did it get this far?

No one will believe you.

Go away

May God save you.

May the Devil take you.

You're under arrest by order of the lntendant.

Please offer no resistance.

That's ridiculous!

- A lady to see you. - Later. Tonight.

Get up! You've got company.

- Aren't l in solitary confinement? - Depends for whom.

Sorry.

Bring your guest some dinner.

- How? - Many owe me favors.

Help me. l must write to the King.

You'd be hung before he read your letter.

l've yet to stand trial.

Here.

- Tell me of the Beast. - A trained animal.

Cloaked in armor. l wounded it.

Why the sudden interest?

Two years ago

a confidential letter from Sardis was given to the Pope.

lt spoke of a newly founded secret society

whose purpose was to spread

and defend

The Brotherhood.

Sardis

The Beast is a warning to the King:

''Heed the power of the Lord or suffer Apocalypse.''

Members are known as ''wolves of God.''

lt serves the Church?

Sardis serves only himself. These wild times have made him mad.

The group is beyond Rome's control.

ln whose employ are you?

My duties include never letting that be known.

And you

Mademoiselle de Morangias

How fares the Countess? Please sit down.

And your father? Still in cure?

He's too fond of rich food.

Sir

How far a man such as he has fallen !

- He's neither thief nor murderer. - Really?

Hear me

- lf they killed the lndian-- - That's another matter.

You don't avenge a savage with Christian blood.

May l visit him?

lmpossible.

Very well.

Paris shall hear of this.

You don't understand.

Fronsac passed away...

last night.

ln any case

Upon reflection

He was in your custody.

Perhaps he choked.

Or he caught a blight in the mattress.

You're lying. You're all lying!

Courage

Come.

- l'll escort you home. - She needs rest.

- Let me alone! - lt's over.

He's already reeking. Bury him quickly in an unmarked grave.

She threatened to go to the King. That girl is dangerous.

Fronsac was buried that very night

long before news of his death reached Paris.

No one knew what secrets he took to his grave.

For several days

But the sudden disappearance of its most dauntless foe

seemed to be a dark omen.

Hurry.

Father

Forgive me.

Marianne

l hear her heart beating in my chest.

l want her on our side

- The Lord is testing you. - l can't endure it.

The visions!

These accursed visions torment me!

Deliver me

l beg of you !

There's only one remedy for this evil.

Don't drink

They want to kill you.

But l won't let them.

Who does?

Who?

We're going to leave

How about America?

You've hurt me

Please. What are you doing?

Stay.

- Would l harm you? - Please stay away from me.

l need you.

You saved me when l was sick

The sight of your face ended my nightmares.

Your hand on my brow chased away demons.

You can't imagine all l've done to keep you near.

l beg of you

Why?

Do l disgust you?

You don't frighten me. Get out.

Because of this?

Never fear.

From now on

Look.

No one knows. Only Sardis and l.

Leave! Get out!

Why?

You're not my brother.

Another man returned from Africa.

That's true

All this would not be

All this?

lt's your odor that foul thing smelled on me.

We're of the same blood.

When father comes back

Unless l kill him? He's hindered us so long.

Go ahead. Do it

Why didn't you?

ls it so difficult? Look.

- Stop! - Then you love me?

l love you !

Brothers

the Beast will return

to herald the return of values to our decadent kingdom.

And in a reborn France

we shall be invisible princes

The people cannot fathom the Lord's wrath.

The unjust censure of the King

cannot withstand the public's rage.

When that wrath is at a climax

we'll bargain with the King.

lf he couldn't repress one

imagine if

other beasts burst forth.

The hour is at hand to reap what we've sewn.

Let us read from Malachi:

''The word of the priest is the depository of science

''and from his mouth is sought knowledge of the law

''for he is the angel of the Lord of Hosts.''

''He who adores the Beast

''shall drink the Lord's wrath.

''He shall be tormented in the fire and brimstone

''before the angels

''and the smoke shall rise in the century of centuries.''

l've come back to name you :

Pierre-Jean Laffont. Geneviéve de Morangias.

Maxime Des Forêts.

Gontrand de Moncan. Henri Sardis.

Jean-François de Morangias.

Amen !

Fire!

Bastards! You're all under arrest!

Ghost or no ghost...

l'll split you in two.

See? No need to hold back.

l never intended to.

Too late. The Beast is immortal now.

Perhaps

- You trained the Beast. - How'd you know?

You use silver bullets.

Marianne

Marianne's not here

You've united us forever.

Line the bastards up!

Who do you think you are?

Look at them!

Not so high and mighty now!

Get back!

- He's dead. - Now it's certain.

And Sardis?

Wherever he runs

Shall we celebrate properly?

You've killed me once.

The better to revive you.

l could introduce you in Rome. Will you come with me?

Too late.

l like you

Leave

- Marquis

l've had her brought home. She's dying.

Get out! Go away! All of you !

Wake up!

Forgive me.

l love you.

Years passed

and Marianne de Morangias never left my memory.

The world that made the Beast is dying away

and l must hasten

l remember Fronsac and l at Jean-François'hideaway

where the Beast awaited its final hour.

The old healer told us all he knew.

Jean-François brought an animal back from Africa

who had a litter.

Only one cub was kept

Patiently and cruelly

he'd trained it to be vicious.

Thus died the Beast of Gévaudan.

And l

am probably the last to know the whole truth.

The Chevalier invited me to Africa

but my land needed rebuilding.

My duty was to my countrymen.

l've often thought of Grégoire and Marianne

throughout these peaceful years that have brought me to this age.

l never saw them again

but l like to think they lived happily