Queen Margot Page #5

To leave would be betrayal.

To stay is betrayal!

To hear you say that is shocking!

It sounds like you mean it!

You betrayed your faith.

Now it's your friends!

You grovel at Charles's feet.

Last night he was different.

He always is!

l know him so well...

l love him!

I'm going to wash.

You once asked me to be your ally.

So I guided and protected you.

Now it's my turn to ask.

Let Navarre be a haven for me!

Take me to Navarre.

Take me with him!

Whom do you wish to rule over?

Navarre, your lover, or me?

I only slept with you

so people would know!

You've no right over me.

They're inseparable.

They're out hunting again.

Just the two of them!

It stinks!

- What is it?

- The King has sold...

..yes, sold,

your brother to the Poles.

Do you know what he said?

''What if we sent the boy...''

- meaning you - ''to Navarre,

so Henri can stay with me?''

Do you know why he wants Henri here?

So Margot will stay.

One day he'll get rid of me!

Hands off!

You're 17 now...

Can you keep a secret?

Margot's soon to be a widow.

This is a book on falconry.

Perfect for learning about falconry.

Who cares about falconry?

Put it in Henri's room.

It's such a rare book... So scarce...

It has been closed for so long

that the pages are stuck together.

One must wet one's finger,

page after page,

to turn them.

Look, the brat!

Quiet, Acton!

You're white as a sheet!

You're reading?

It's amazing!

The best hunting book ever written.

Look:
La Mle.

Do you know the name?

Are you listening?

He's Margot's lover.

A man of taste!

Both in women and books!

l must meet him!

Why are the pages stuck?

Every day I'll send a messenger.

You'll know everything...

About the family, France...

Every day,

until I call you back for good.

I'll pretend to be their King.

But my heart will be here...

with you.

You'll be back soon,

dear eyes,

my conqueror!

I'll die!

To the King of Poland!

Now we're all Kings!

Anjou in Poland,

me here...

You, in Navarre!

You want Navarre?

It's yours!

Nature, wine, garlic...

And hunting!

The other day, my emotions...

They nearly made you kill

the horseman instead of the horse!

Damned emotions!

God can do so much with so little!

How was war?

How was the countryside?

Your eyes are bulging.

The cuckold's horns

are pushing out from behind?

Like this!

It bothers you!

It's eating you up!

Don't look at me like that!

La Mle!

A courier, a plotter...

A pure heart, mind you!

But he does screw your wife!

Does Henriette watch?

l hear she loves to!

- A slut at heart!

- Stop it!

You know La Mle? A survivor!

Margot saved him that night!

Right, Margot?

- Never in...

- Public, I know!

They made a pact.

You're mad, Margot!

The husband remains blind

and the wife mute.

My farewell party makes them sad.

Please, stop!

What's this?

What's that scar? On your arm...

Look!

Teeth marks! Was it you?

Charles, you bit her!

A long time ago...

Show them!

Show them my mark!

Show your tattoo!

She cut herself,

and we rubbed dirt in.

It all closed up.

It's on her thigh,

up here.

Show them!

Tell us about La Mle!

He taught me

love, pleasure!

Tell us more!

He is a magical lover. He is a prince.

And you're a dog

in women's jewelry!

Lucky for us you're sterile!

I'm burning!

My throat!

My belly!

You're not gone yet!

It's all right...

It's over now.

l feel better.

Acton!

The poison ate up the bowels.

Are you sure?

As though I made it myself.

A blend of arsenic.

A slow poison.

What would a man feel?

Headaches,

burning throat and stomach.

Then it would stop.

As though it were over.

Then pure fire... until death.

A quick death?

No. But a sure one.

Recognize this book?

No!

You poisoned Henri's mother's gloves!

And Charlotte's blush!

I'll have you burnt to bits!

Whose book is it?

l gave it to Queen Catherine.

She wanted...

Navarre to read it!

It hurts! I'm on fire!

Your Protestant rabble...

Cond and all...

They're waiting for you

at the pavilion.

Waiting for me?

La Mle's there.

Go on!

Go rule over Navarre!

- With me dead, they'll kill you.

- Margot?

- She's ours.

- She's my wife!

- She's ours!

- You promised!

You promised!

I promised you nothing.

She'll never go.

Leave! Go straight through the marsh.

They're waiting!

It's blood.

He's sweating blood.

Please leave, Madame...

I'll get the doctor.

Get out!

Leave!

I'm staying. I'm your mother.

She who gives life is no longer a mother

once she takes that life back!

I've read too much.

Do you understand?

It wasn't meant for you, I swear!

It was for the peasant.

He wants you dead!

He wants all my children dead!

If he lives,

it means the end of our family!

The end of my beloved sons!

You only love one of them.

That's not true!

Burn it.

La Mle.

Margot tried to leave with that man.

Margot will never leave.

Burn the book.

Burn it!

What about him? Where is he?

With Henri's Protestants.

Without Margot?

He left without her?

He won't be back,

and Margot will forget him.

But what if he does?

He deserves to die...

What for?

For screwing Margot!

For poisoning the King!

l was weak,

but my ordeals enlightened me...

You were weak, but we are proud of you.

J:

Prince Henri

welcome back to our faith!

God welcomes you back!

He will help you conquer France!

l am cleansed of all evil and rot!

l obeyed that family to save my life!

Forgive me,

and my cowardice!

Now I am myself again, at last!

My life and my courage are yours!

Together we shall

make God's love triumph!

- I won't abandon Margot.

- You have!

l won't leave her.

She's Catholic!

She's one of them. It's over!

She never once betrayed me!

Can you say the same?

But she never loved me.

If she must come,

don't go yourself. Send someone else.

You go, then.

Orthon will help.

But they'll fight for her.

Tell Margot that Navarre will

forever be a haven for her...

and for those she loves.

What's Orthon doing?

He's with the horses.

Margot will be here any minute now.

And Henriette's coming too.

Look out! We've been found out!

You poor, innocent

victim of duty!

You'll die here.

Fight, Coconnas!

For each one you kill,

a sin shall be forgiven!

God's watching you!

Stop!

You saved him once.

That's enough!

They're off to the Bastille!

Get up!

Go to the King!

Speak to him!

That's my favorite dress.

Charles! I love him...

Where were you?

I love him.

For days now,

you've been hiding in your room.

You didn't want to see me?

I've changed...

You still love me?

It's blood...

It doesn't matter!

Keep a smile on your lips!

Stifling one's grief

is an honor to the dead.

They're not dead!

I am dead!

I'd have been sad to die without you.

You won't die! I'll stay with you.

He did nothing but help me and love me.

That's not a crime!

Please let him go.

No, that's not a crime.

Let me have him, Charles! Set him free!

To my room...

Only Margot!

You too have loved in secret...

Pardon La Mle for me.

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