Restoration

Synopsis: An aspiring young physician, Robert Merivel found himself in the service of King Charles II and saves the life of a spaniel dear to the King. Merivel joins the King's court and lives the high life provided to someone of his position. Merivel is ordered to marry one of the King's mistresses in order to divert the suspicions of another one of his mistresses. He is given one order by the king and that is not to fall in love. The situation worsens when Merivel finds himself in love with his new wife. Eventually, the King finds out and relieves Merivel of his position and wealth. His fall from grace leaves Merivel where he first started. And through his travels and reunions with an old friend, he rediscovers his love for true medicine and what it really means to be a physician.
Director(s): Michael Hoffman
Production: Miramax
  Won 2 Oscars. Another 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.7
Rotten Tomatoes:
70%
R
Year:
1995
117 min
Website
373 Views


[ Chattering, Shouting ]

- [ Baby Crying ]

- [ Man Coughing ]

- Dr. Merivel.

- ln a moment.

- Doctor !

- ln a moment !

- Merivel, we must move on.

- l've sprinkled the lavell in to heal.

This will strengthen the hand. We must

not allow the tendons to atrophy.

- Merivel !

- l'll return this afternoon.

Old Mr. Parr is suffering from

an extreme shortness of breath.

What do you prescribe ?

Let's try some syrup

of sage flower.

- Doctor ! Doctor !

- Citron pills to relieve coughing.

- Doctor !

- l shall be with you

presently, Mr. Watchurst.

- Mr. Hodges.

- Hodges.

- l'm starving.

- You can't be.

- l am.

- You've already eaten.

l had a piece of bread

and scarcely any cheese.

There's no time to eat !

For the five years we've worked here,

there is never time to eat.

There is no time to drink. There is no

time, even, to look after our patients.

[ Man ]

Doctor ! Doctor Merivel !

Samuel needs you.

Sam-Samuel ! Samuel !

Look-- Look at me !

lt's Robert. lt's Robert. Quiet now.

Be quiet. Be quiet.

Merivel ! You must see to Parr.

He'll only accept comfort from you.

Give him a complice for his head

and some camomile.

Mr. Parr !

Mr. Parr, tell me

how you're feeling.

ls there hope

l will get well again ?

There is always hope.

You must rest and allow

my medicines to do their work.

Dr. Merivel !

Doctor !

l-l do what l can

to treat them.

But our science gives us no hope

of curing most of them,

and l am frustrated !

No, l'm... frightened.

Of what ?

Their faith

and my ignorance.

That is why you prefer

a life of debauchery.

Your mother died believing

you were a man of honor.

And l beg her pardon every night, and

l am at the hospital every day for her.

You mean your whoring is interrupted

daily by the care of the sick.

You've not come to me for money

to spend on your medicines.

lndeed l have, in a sense.

The five shillings

l require are for--

well, for a pawnbroker so l can

redeem my case of instruments.

Father, l am sorry

to confess it.

- You should be damned for it.

- l should.

Look. Look at these hands.

Look at them.

Worked to the bone for

your case of instruments,

for your teachers and for

the books on your table.

Or have they

been pawned too ?

[ Sighs ]

So that the son of a glove maker...

should not be denied

the use of those gifts...

which marked you as a physician

before you could spell ''physic.''

My gifts ?

Your gifts, Robert.

Oh, yes, my gifts.

My first patient was a frog.

l cured him of jumping.

Now l can cure people

of breathing.

My gifts, Father, bring me

to dark despair in dark rooms...

so l can hear joy

in the street.

The King is restored to us,

the theaters are open,

the tailors and wig makers

are happy as whores...

and rich men

go to heaven again.

l would like to shake

the King's hand.

Take the hand of your

friend Pearce, Robert.

He is the example

to follow.

He may dress like a crow,

but he once infected himself

with scarlet fever,

the better to study

the disease.

Well, in my own small way,

l'm doing the same for the clap.

[ Dog Barking ]

Look at this glove.

Touch it.

This glove

is for the King.

And that is the closest

you will ever get...

to touching the hand

of the King of England.

Here are your

five shillings.

Redeem your case

of instruments.

And if you've a heart,

redeem your gift, Robert.

Thank you, Father.

And don't spend

the money on women.

[ Laughing, Moaning ]

[ Man Knocking At Door ]

Merivel ! l must prevail on you...

to come to the examining

theater this instant.

l won't be

a moment, Pearce.

[ Man Shouting ]

Merivel !

He's probably fled

because of your antics.

[ Merivel ] Pearce, you must not take

my romping as an affront to you.

l simply answer

the call of nature.

Yes, well, your nature,

like mine, is very much fallen.

That awful truth ought to go somewhere

towards discouraging your unsightly...

[ Together ]

bouts of debauchery.

l suppose you're right.

But l do very much enjoy them.

[ Panting ]

This is the fellow.

Shall l unbuckle ?

Please, yes.

[ Gasps ]

Good God !

A fracture of the ribs occasioned

by a fall from his horse...

was brought to

a terrible suppuration.

The doctors feared

it would never heal.

You can see the sconce of

the old ulcer at the edge here.

Yes.

Merivel, we are witnessing

a living, beating heart.

Might a man touch it

with his hand ?

No one has ever dared.

Yes. Yes ?

Sir ?

l cannot.

- Pearce, it's just--

- Please ! l mean-- Just please--

Perhaps your friend.

Are you not afraid ?

l'm beyond fear, sir.

Are you ?

[ Gasps ]

You're touching

the organ, sir ?

Can you not feel my grip ?

l feel nothing at all.

No pain ?

Nothing.

Tell me, who is

the young doctor ?

Robert Merivel,

Your Majesty.

You will summon him to the palace

this very afternoon.

[ Chattering, Shouting ]

Watch where you're going,

you fool !

Your stockings.

lt's the young doctor,

Your Majesty.

Do you know why

l've summoned you here ?

l--

A great heaviness

hangs over me...

causing me a most

abject desperation.

Someone very close to me

is dying.

Someone without whom

l cannot live.

My doctors have

bled her repeatedly;

have tried, without success,

lesions, emetics and purges.

Shaved the hair off her body

in order to cup her.

But she does not rally.

[ Gargling ]

You are my final hope,

Merivel.

lf you can cure her, l will offer you

a place here as a court physician.

And if l fail ?

You must not fail.

Her name is Lou Lou.

''Lou Lou,'' Your Majesty ?

Your own name, by the way,

has a very pleasing cadence.

Thank you, Sire.

Merivel.

Very pretty to the ear.

Lou Lou ?

Oh, my darling is not well.

Come, Merivel.

Call for any medicines,

anything you deem suitable.

You will stay until the

little creature recovers.

Of course.

Do not disappoint me,

Merivel.

l shall not, Sire.

[ Howling ]

There was a time

she would've answered me.

[ Wheezing ]

What have they done to you ?

[ Merivel's Voice ]

My dear Pearce,

by the time you read this letter

my fate will be sealed.

This morning, my future

never glowed so bright,

and now it is sputtering out

in the life of a sick spaniel.

lf l save her, my life

will be changed utterly.

lf she dies,

l may as well go with her.

l think of our great teacher,

William Harvey.

Though l was often drunk at his

lectures, l remember his cry:

[ Speaking Latin ]

''Trust in the power of nature.''

ls that the best hope now,

for Lou Lou and me ?

To let her sleep and give nature

a chance to work quietly within her ?

But what if l'm wrong ?

How will l explain this

prescription to His Majesty ?

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Dog Whimpering ]

[ Whimpers ]

This is well done.

l like you, Merivel.

Yours is a curious

and original mind.

And in this new age,

originality is of great value.

We shall open our palace

to you, Merivel--

its treasures

and temptations--

and we shall see

what you make of yourself.

Thank you, Sire.

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