The Girl King Page #5

because I questioned,

the real presence of Christ

in the communion host.

I had to flee Holland,

because I glimpsed;

It is the earth,

that gravitates around the sun.

I'm convinced we can

determine our destiny.

But I am free, Your Majesty.

I do not have

a kingdom to govern.

Twenty-five states

and principalities...

have signed,

the Westphalia treaty!

Glory to you, your Majesty!

From now on, every monarch

can choose

the religion in his state.

May you use this

disposition wisely.

Long live Kristina!

(ALL)

Long live Kristina!

Long live Kristina!

(ALL)

Long live Kristina!

Long live Kristina!

(ALL)

Long live Kristina!

[CHEERS]

Hurray!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Soldiers!

(ALL) Hey!

- Friends!

- (ALL) Hey!

My brothers-in-arms!

(ALL) Hey!

As promised...

we've brought

our beloved queen...

some presents!

The symbol,

of her almighty power...

A lioness!

[CROWD GASPS]

For our Queen...

But...

What is this

majestic female missing?

(ALL)

Lion!

Lion!

Lion!

Yes!

A king!

(ALL)

Karl Gustav!

Karl Gustav!

Karl Gustav!

Where is our Queen?

Only God knows where she is.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

The Happy Life.

Seneca.

Treatise on Pleasure.

The Emperor of Prague

was fascinated

by the occult sciences.

This book was written

in a single night,

by a monk who was walled in

for a grievous crime.

And although he was in chains,

he managed to write this book...

How?

He recruited

the help of the devil.

Once the book was finished,

out of gratitude...

The monk surreptitiously

slipped his assistant's portrait

into the volume.

It's the Codex Gigas!

They call it the Devil's Bible.

Strange...

He doesn't have

the wings of a fly.

Close that book!

[SIGHS]

[HEAVY BREATHING/MOANING]

Kristina?

- Kristina!

- It's the Devil!

[CRIES OUT]

Every blow...

every blade that wounded...

every charge on horseback...

Every move I made

bore your name!

I brought you the treasure.

I brought you the devil!

Let go of her!

You're going to marry me!

- You're going to marry me!

- Let go of her!

Let go of her!

[GRUNTS]

STOP!!!

Forget her!

Every blow!

Every blade!

[SIGHS]

[GASPS/MUFFLED SCREAMS]

Belle?

Belle!

Is that you?

No.

It's me, your majesty.

The countess was

called away suddenly.

Someone in her family is dying.

- Who?

- I don't know.

They just told me

someone in her family.

She left without my permission.

In vitam eternam.

[DOG BARKING]

She has been gone for days.

You need to eat something...

Kristina...

I want her...

I know it was you.

Oh my God...

My clothes were burning.

Everything was on fire.

She was looking at me

with the eyes of someone

who knows everything.

Aye...

Son...

[GASPING/HEAVY BREATHING]

Your majesty!

Your Majesty...

Your Majesty, wake up!

Your Majesty!

Belle?

[WHISPERS]

Are you alright?

I've never felt better.

[SIGHS]

Ever since my father died,

I've never missed

anyone so badly.

Someone is coming.

Someone is coming!

[SIGHS]

Madam...

Your must remember

Jakob, Count de la Gardie.

Of course.

Your Majesty,

I know how dear

Countess Sparre is to you,

and that is why I am

asking you to bless our union.

I want to marry

Count de la Gardie.

That is your deepest wish?

[WHISPERS]

Yes.

You love each other?

[WHISPERS]

Yes.

It would be inappropriate

for the goddess of peace

not to bless their union.

I wish you all

the happiness in the world.

Will your generosity extend

to attend our wedding?

This excursion has exhausted me!

The queen blessed our union!

[COUGHING]

[KNOCKING]

Open the door!

Please open the door!

Let me explain!

They made me understand.

You are the shepherd

of our nation!

It wasn't right.

It was all wrong, very wrong.

You are my sovereign,

I had to love you...

She doesn't want to see you.

[GASPS]

His blood is yellow...

This is not a case

of pneumonia, it's arsenic.

Any other diagnosis

would be harmful

to both my church and yours.

Petite, petite...

Oh my friend...

[WHISPERING]

[SCREAMS]

[SCREAMS/SOBS]

[SPEAKS IN GERMAN]

Madam...

[SOBBING/CRYING]

Madam...

[SHEEP BAAING]

Count Jakob Kazimir

de la Gardie, do you take,

Countess Ebba Sparre,

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

Of course he does!

[LAUGHTER]

I do.

Countess Ebba Sparre,

do you take...

do you take Count

Jakob Kazimir de la Gardie

to be your lawfully

wedded husband?

[STAFF RAPPING ON FLOOR]

Our Queen has found

a new tailor I see...

Shut your mouth.

Am I not the

shepherd of the nation?

Ah?

Carry on!

Pretend I'm not here.

If anyone for any reason,

objects to this marriage,

let him or her step forward now,

or forever hold their peace.

Look at them...

Look at their beauty!

Look!

Who would dare

object to the obvious?

[STAFF CLATTERS]

No!!

[MUFFLED]

Madam...

Madam...

Come with me...

Please, let me take

you at your bed...

Ejusdem farinae.

Made of the same flour.

Cut from the same cloth.

[GASP/SHOUT]

Kristina! Stop!

Must I renounce my...

country?

Renounce my faith?

My father?

My people?

[SIGHS]

Renounce everything I am

to be what I want to be?

If the rumor of your intentions,

to convert to another religion

is true, I cannot support this.

Luther never

fulfilled my aspirations.

Luther doesn't exist to

fulfill anyone's, aspirations.

If you choose, to convert...

Some subjects will follow you,

but you must realize,

that the majority will remain,

loyal to your father's faith.

And inevitably some will

take advantage of these...

troubled times to promote

their own interests.

And that is what

we call a civil war.

But history will call it

the downfall,

of the Swedish empire.

And your enemies...

will wipe their feet

on your peace treaty.

And when that day comes,

I'll curse the day

I called you my daughter!

Kristina...

My Kristina of Sweden...

I implore you

to call upon your cleverness,

I beseech you,

in the name of our Lord,

save your empire!

[GASPS]

What?

In God's name!

You should

take off a few layers.

Given your accoutrement...

I prefer to wear my armor.

If you've...

If you've come to ask me

if I still love you, I do.

I know.

And I know that you

are the finest of men, Karl.

You brought me

the greatest of treasures.

You brought me the devil.

You kept all your promises.

I have come to make you my king.

[GASPS]

Your king?

Karl Gustav...

The time has come

for you to give me

the ultimate proof of your love.

Gentlemen...

Ever since I inherited

my father's crown,

before I was old enough to

understand matters of state,

You have constantly demanded

that I choose a king

to share the throne

of our kingdom.

I cannot blame your patriotic

sentiment to prevent the turmoil

which would inevitably arise if,

by an act of his divine will,

God were to take my life

before I had a designated heir.

I have therefore decided, for

the security of our empire,

to name my first cousin,

Karl Gustav...

my son.

Her what?

Her son.

And in so doing

I become his mother,

and so I designate him

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