Angelique et le roy Page #3

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Shall we wed, then?

Praise the Lord, you're safe!

The King will be pleased, Prince.

- He's truly a prince?

- Of the purest line.

And you truly abducted me out of love?

It was at my request.

For a large sum of money?

You sabotaged my mission!

I'll see about this!

She was stolen from me

and the King didn't even replace her!

But Your Excellency speaks French!

Spare me the false surprise.

If we deliver the culprit to you,

will your ire be appeased?

No.

But send his head to my ship in Toulon.

Figuratively speaking!

No! His head in a basket.

You shall have it.

But the King awaits you in Versailles.

I beg you on my knees!

- Are you still on your feet?

- I have gout.

Disgusting!

Because of my failure I was revoked.

Your King is very kind.

I'd have had you impaled!

Impaled? But that's abominable!

As the King's brother says,

"Impalement begins so nicely

but ends so badly!"

You despicable dog!

What a life!

Your Excellency, no! Listen...

Madame! I cannot believe my eyes.

You saved my life. It is yours.

I have no need of it!

Yesterday, I was your prisoner.

I could have succumbed,

but I was abducted

and had to pay a ransom.

You cost me a fortune!

I shall send you a case of rubies.

No amount of jewels

will excuse your conduct.

I have come to tell you, in person,

that you will never see me again.

I wish to see you again.

No Frenchwoman is more beautiful

or unsettling.

Tell me where I can see you again,

be it just once.

At Court, Monsieur.

At Court, to which I belong.

Will he come?

Of course. He promised me.

He promised Madame of Plessis-Belliere.

I have told His Majesty

and Monsieur Colbert

that you had no hand

in the Bey's coming here.

He has come. Now, Monsieur Desgrez,

you'll have to offer him the head

of your friend, Prince Racoczi.

His Majesty the King!

Well done, Madame. And thank you.

My dear, you have to face facts.

This is a glorious day

for Angelique of Plessis-Belliere.

You stink, Vardes! Morally, I mean.

The Ambassador of Persia!

Thank you.

I beg Your Majesty to allow me

to introduce His Excellency

Zoukim Bachtiary Bey, Prince Kadjar,

Ambassador Extraordinaire of the Shah,

to Your Majesty.

Your Excellency... We, King Louis,

bid you welcome to our Court of Versailles.

The Persian's got a few names!

- What are you doing here, Barcarolle?

- I'm your guardian angel.

Your Excellency, bravo!

Although unable to understand

the meaning of your speech,

we had no need of any translation,

so clearly did your voice

express the friendship of the Shah,

your King.

Shall we sign the treaty?

I don't know who likes you most,

the monarch or the cannibal!

Your Excellency, we are

most grateful for the diversity

and profusion of your gifts.

We, too, would like

to offer you a personal present,

something to remind you

of France and our friendship.

Sire, I have already chosen.

Impossible, Your Excellency.

Why?

Because the Marquise of Plessis-Belliere

is the King's favorite!

This is very sad news to me.

But Your Majesty has chosen

the most beautiful and intelligent.

Indeed, Your Excellency.

Allow me to thank

Madame of Plessis-Belliere.

Your greatness is matched only

by your fairness, Sire.

Madame, you may choose.

Sire, I have already chosen.

What is that? Some exotic perfume?

No, Sire.

It is to science

what the philosopher's stone

was to alchemy.

Madame, you have conquered me.

Henceforth, I shall do whatever you ask.

What do you say to so many victories?

Today I regret but one thing.

That what Monsieur Colbert

said earlier was a lie.

No, no!

Go on, go away!

That nauseous oily taste,

like nothing else...

No doubt about it. This is it!

- Thanks might be in order!

- Thank you.

I risked my life for your nauseous oil.

Very kind of you.

What will you do with it?

Hard to say. I'm not at that stage yet.

I'm only at the point

of formulating hypotheses.

You're nowhere, you mean!

Madame, the nature of things

is full of nowheres!

Words!

When the Chinese

discovered black powder,

that too began with words,

but it ended with a huge explosion!

Old lunatic!

Who's there?

Nobody.

I'm a pariah twice over now.

Because of you,

the Hungarians remain in chains.

Is this any time to wake people up?

And why creep in like a thief?

Your friend Desgrez is hunting me down.

His armed men are at my heels.

For what crime?

I saved your life.

Ridiculous!

Ridiculous? The Bey demanded my head.

And since the King needs the Bey,

and not me,

- he promised it to him.

- Impossible!

- You knew all about it.

- I assure you I didn't.

It's despicable!

Politics is built on spilt blood.

The King is your stepbrother.

Families, you know...

No one saw you come?

If you're afraid, I can leave.

I'm afraid for you, idiot!

Sorry.

How can I help you?

Feed me!

Turn around.

No. The sight of you is too pleasant.

Turn around or starve. It's your choice.

I love you.

Madame! Madame!

How did you get in?

I had to! Desgrez is here, with armed men!

- Go! Quickly!

- Come, come!

I can get you out safely. Quickly, quickly!

Follow me, quickly!

Guard all the exits! Search the garden!

- Madame, there's...

- Never mind!

- Are you alone?

- Yes.

Alone, and sleeping naked?

I have here a warrant for Prince Racoczi.

How low you have stooped!

I'm acting on the King's orders.

What a master!

One does not judge the King!

Get dressed and come with me.

You are under arrest.

My trust in you knew no bounds.

I brooked no restrictions on your freedom.

And you behaved like a...

Sire, do not say the word

you are burning to utter.

It is unworthy of you.

- I shall break you!

- I'm not afraid.

You should be! I'm capable of the worst.

Why did you hide the fugitive?

His crime was saving me.

- Your lover...

- I am free!

- You are not!

- Because you want me?

Desist from speaking to me

like a common person!

Call me Sire and Your Majesty,

like everyone.

Have you forgotten the proper way

to address one's King?

Plessis-Belliere's reign

only lasted as long as the roses.

Both so sweet-smelling!

Whereas you are like a carp.

You live a long time

but end up covered in moss.

Beware! I am able to control my wrath,

but in this instance I have just cause.

I am not cut out

for the hard job of royal mistress.

Such scathing words!

It broke Mademoiselle of Valliere.

And I don't have

Madame of Montespan's thick skin.

I beg you, Sire. Stay faithful to her.

And tempt me no more.

You are tempted, then?

What woman would not be?

His Majesty the King!

Those desirous of seeing

Le Notre's gardens,

in the company of our friend

the Marechale of Plessis-Belliere,

follow us.

Friend!

Don't take the King from me!

Such is not my intention.

I love him!

Love is not unknown to me.

Leave the Court!

The King would not permit it.

Play for me.

Your move, Athenais.

Excuse me, Your Majesty.

It is time to leave, if you wish

to be in Saint-Germain before nightfall.

You are right, my friend.

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