Joan of Arc Page #3

An object? A ring or a rosary...

...or anything by which we can

verify your claim?

He gave me good advice.

As a child, did you have

any sort of military experience?

No.

Practice in the skills

of swordsmanship?

No. But I'm good with a stick.

Do you know what a Dijon culverin is?

No.

It's an item of artillery.

How can you raise the siege of Orlans

if you're ignorant about artillery?

The road to Orlans is long.

And I have good captains with me.

I will learn fast, believe me.

We'd like to believe you...

...but we feel that if God wanted us to

believe you, He'd have sent a sign...

...with you.

So can you do something?

Show us something?

A sign to prove that you

are sent by God?

I did not come here to perform tricks.

You are all much cleverer than I am.

Me, I don't know "A" from "B."

But this much I do know:

That while the people of France

lie bleeding...

...you sit around in your fine clothes

trying to deceive me...

...when you're only

deceiving yourselves.

You say you are men of God...

...yet you do not see His hand

in having guided me...

...through 500 leagues of enemy country

to bring you His help.

Is that not proof enough?

Do you still need more signs?

Give me an army.

Take me to Orlans...

...and there you'll see the sign

that I was sent to make.

- Dunois.

- What?

A big one. Straight at us.

What side?

Window side.

Dunois!

What?

Wonderful news.

Finally, he is sending her to us.

Thanks be to God. We're saved.

It's wonderful.

Calm yourself, Xaintrailles.

Who has done what?

The dauphin.

He's sending us food...

...and an army led by Jeanne,

the Maiden from Lorraine.

Isn't it wonderful?

Yes. It's a miracle.

I can't believe they are

sending a woman.

I wonder what colour dress

she'll be wearing.

Blue.

With a blue ribbon in her hair

to tie up Talbot.

Anyone know if she knows

how to ride a horse?

She knows.

Were you sent by Lord Dunois?

Yes, they were.

- Where are the English?

- Everywhere. The food?

It's coming. I rode on ahead.

I have a message for the captain

of the English army.

- He is Talbot.

- I know.

- Can you take me to him?

- He's on the other side of the river.

So why was I brought

to this side of the river?

Hey, my friend!

Good to see your damn face.

La Hire, don't swear.

Sorry. Let me introduce the king's

half-brother, the dogged Lord Dunois.

Then will you show me to

the other side of the river?

Wait.

Wait!

Fine! Go now if you want!

But not with me!

You may have a duty to God,

but I have a duty to my people.

They are starving.

I'm going to take the food

to the city.

If you can calm down and let me

accompany you to Orlans...

...it will be my honour

to welcome you.

Jesus Christ.

The goddamn English will pay for this.

Yes, they will. And so will you

if you don't stop swearing.

I'm happy to welcome you

in my tavern. Come on in.

La Hire, Gilles,

let me show you something.

Tourelles are around here.

The river crosses there.

Calm down.

Don't blame them.

They've been hearing...

...about you for weeks.

- There's nothing to hear!

And why? Because

I haven't done anything.

Why haven't I done anything?

Because none of you will listen!

Why don't you join us?

We're discussing the campaign.

I'm sorry.

Talbot has spread his forces

between these forts up here.

But in the last few days some troops

have been deployed to this fort.

What's this pile here?

The Tourelles.

The English planned to attack...

...from there, but

we broke the bridge...

I did.

Which should keep them

quiet for a while.

Now, my hunch is, the attack...

...will come from St. Loup.

And what does Jeanne think?

I don't think. I leave that to God.

I'm nothing in all this.

I'm just the messenger.

So?

The message?

We give the English a last chance

to go home in peace.

If they refuse?

If they refuse...

...we recross the river...

...and attack here...

...at the Tourelles.

But the Tourelles

is virtually impregnable.

If we're on the other side of

the river attacking the Tourelles...

...what's to stop Talbot attacking

the city from the north?

God.

God! Why, of course.

We'd forgotten about Him.

I feel a great sorrow for you.

You're laughing now, but by tomorrow

night some of you will be dead.

We can't just attack the Tourelles.

It's a very complicated matter.

What's so complicated about it?

All you have to do is what you're told.

What could be simpler than that?

I am the drum on which God

is beating out His message.

He's beating it so hard

it's bursting my ears!

You have to understand.

It's not easy, I mean, for our pride,

to suddenly be usurped by...

Well, with all due respect...

...by a girl.

So that's it.

To you, I'm just...

...a girl.

Put yourself in my shoes for a moment.

How would you feel if you were me?

Knowing what I know...

...enormous gratitude.

One hell of a girl, huh?

I warned you.

I do love her when her fire

gets well and truly stoked.

Me too.

Hello, my friends!

Quite a journey.

But we made it.

Together again.

Let's have some fun.

Fine. I shall look like a man.

Stop it!

How dare you stop me

from doing God's will!

He didn't say to cut your hair!

How dare you tell me

what God tells me to do!

Whatever! But since He's not

going to cut it Himself...

...at least let someone

cut it properly!

Raymond, bring the scissors.

Louis, fetch the mirror.

Jeanne, stop getting so angry

about everything. Calm down.

I am calm! It's God that's angry.

I need to send a letter. Now.

Fine.

To you, Henry, king of England...

...and you, Duke of Bedford,

who call yourself regent of France...

...obey the King of Heaven

and abandon your siege.

Give back the keys to the towns you've

taken and go back home to your island.

To you, Lord Talbot, I beg you

as humbly as I can beg you...

...save the lives of your soldiers,

do not bring about your own destruction.

Surrender to me, Jeanne the Maiden,

who is sent here by God.

Message!

If you do not leave,

we shall raise a battle cry...

...as there has not been heard

in France for 1000 years.

Sire, message.

This is the third and last time

I will write.

If you are still here at noon,

you will hear from me...

...to your great destruction.

Please give me your answer speedily.

Go f*** yourself!

What did they say?

They said they'll think about it.

Good.

But I don't think

they'll leave tomorrow.

I can't wait for tomorrow.

French blood is spilling.

Wake up!

Hurry!

They've started without me.

There's a battle to fight

and a war to be won.

Damn!

Sound the retreat!

My banner. My banner!

My banner!

Open the gate!

What happened?

Who gave the order to attack?

God knows. It was a bad idea.

Where are the priests?

We didn't take them.

We wanted to make a surprise attack.

Dunois, you gave the order to attack?

Answer me!

- Can we discuss this later?

- Sooner is better.

Wait!

You'll be killed!

Follow me!

I will give you victory!

Close it!

Close the drawbridge!

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