No-one seems to know where he went.
But... I've brought you something...
...that will brighten up your day.
It's a... (whispers)
Oh, you vicious, vicious man!
(choir sings "Veni, Creator Spiritus")
It makes me want to cry.
Pick one.
I could no sooner choose a favorite star in the heavens.
What is it that touches you so?
I guess it's because...
...when I was young, my father would stay up late and read to me.
He was addicted to the written word.
I would fall asleep listening to the sound of his voice.
What sort of books?
Science, philosophy.
I suppose they remind me of him.
He died when I was eight.
Utopia was the last book he brought home.
Which explains why you quote it.
I would rather hear his voice again than any sound in the world.
Is something wrong?
In all my years of study...
...not one tutor ever demonstrated...
...the passion you have shown me in the last two days.
You have more conviction in one memory...
...than I have in my entire being.
Your Highness...
...if there is anything I have said... - Please!
Don't.
It's not you.
Make haste, Marguerite. It's now or never.
Lovely service.
Forgive me...
...Your Majesty.
I think you dropped this on your way out.
My goodness!
I do not even remember putting it on.
Thank you, child.
It is a rare person indeed who would return such a valuable keepsake.
You are too magnanimous, Your Majesty.
How very kind.
- Her name? - Marguerite de Ghent.
Er... er... Marguerite.
We shall have a chat tomorrow, you and I.
Bring your mother.
As you wish.
Well, this is terribly embarrassing.
We'll head back to the monastery at once.
And we shall continue on foot.
But it's half a day's walk!
Honestly, Your Highness. Where is your sense of adventure?
Well, I guess if you put it that way...
We can't be too confident, ladies.
The Prince wasn't in church today and we need to know why.
Marguerite gets to do everything.
Don't be daft, Jacqueline. The Queen doesn't know you exist.
What Marguerite does is for all of us.
We need you to help her get ready.
Lovely. I shall soon be cleaning the fireplace with Danielle!
- Where is that girl? - Probably off catching rabbits with her teeth.
Begging your pardon, my lady, but that mirror in your bedchamber...
...did you move it? - Of course not. Why?
It's also missing.
Then it too shall come out of your pay.
Either you stop telling her when things go missing, or we'll be paying her to work.
Good thing I didn't mention the tapestries.
You would think I would know the way to my own castle!
Why is it men never stop for directions?
Ah! There it is! It is back that way.
And I still can't believe I'm down here while you're up there!
And in your undergarments, no less!
I couldn't very well climb up here in that gown, could I?
Besides, if you broke your royal neck, where would we be?
You swim alone, climb rocks, rescue servants.
Is there anything you don't do?
Fly.
Now turn around so I can climb back down.
(evil laugh)
Oh, no. It's you again.
Stay aloft, madam.
There are games afoot.
My wife thanks you for this fine garment, mademoiselle.
You will give me back my dress, sir.
Let her go!
Your quarrel... is with me.
Release her.
I insist you return my things at once.
And since you deprive me of my escort, I demand a horse as well.
Milady, you may have anything you can carry.
May I have your word on that, sir?
On my honor as a Gypsy, whatever you can carry.
(groans)
(laughing)
Please, come back. I'll give you a horse.
I want to be informed the minute she gets home. Understood?
Yes, ma'am.
(giggling)
You are reading my thoughts, milord.
And they're as fuzzy as my own.
Then France concedes?
Never!
My next choice...
...will be paper.
It is your turn.
And it had better be good.
I have no desire to be King.
But think of all the wonderful things you could do...
...for your country, for the world.
Yes, but to be so defined by your position.
To only be seen as what you are.
You don't know how insufferable that is!
You might be surprised.
Really?
A Gypsy, for example, is rarely painted as anything else.
They're defined by their status as you are, yet it is not who they are.
You have been born to privilege, and with that come specific obligations.
I am sorry. My mouth has run away with me again.
No, my lady.
It is your mouth...
...that has me hypnotized.
(yelling)
(chuckling)
Oh, right here, please. I don't want to wake anybody up.
You saved my life, you know...
...back there, in the woods.
A girl does what she can, Sire.
Henry.
Nicole.
Do you know the ruins at Amboise?
Yes.
I often go there to...
...be alone.
Would you meet me there tomorrow?
I shall try.
Then I shall wait all day.
Off... with his head.
Francis, wake up. Our son has something to tell us.
Mother, Father.
I want to build a university...
...with the largest library in Europe, where people of any station can study.
All right.
Who are you and what have you done with our son?
Oh. And I want to invite the Gypsies to the ball.
(gasps)
- Are you ill? - No.
Uh. Yes.
Where were you?
I got lost.
I don't believe you. You're hiding something from me.
I demand to know what it is.
Why don't you tell me so I can get back to sleep?
What about our breakfast?
You have two hands.
Make it yourself.
You lazy little leech!
Jacqueline! Go and boil some water.
Me? Boil water?
(sighs) Oh, I knew it. I just knew it.
Mistress, you'd better get in here quick.
Oh, look who finally decided to grace us with her presence.
What do you think you are doing?
Trying on my dress.
Do you think that after this morning I'd let you go anywhere?
(sighs) Do you honestly think these games and intrigues...
...are going to win you a crown?
To hunt royalty like some sport, it's disgusting!
You're just jealous.
These are my mother's.
Yes.
And she's dead.
- I am going to rip your hair out! - Mother!
Mother, do something!
(screams)
(shrieks)
Get away from me or so help me, God...
No, Marguerite, don't!
Put it down!
- Give me the shoes. - Put it down.
Consider carefully, Danielle.
Your father's book or your mother's shoes.
Though neither will save you from a lashing.
No! No!
No!
No, no!
No.
- (gasps) - Oh!
Now, you really brought this upon yourself, you know.
Hmm?
First with breakfast...
...then that horrid display downstairs.
I don't know what's come over me.
Of course, I shall never forget...
...the way Marguerite's feet went up over her head!
(giggling)
She should not have said that about your mother.
Thank you.
You really must let my doctor look at that.
To think you saved that baby from a runaway horse!
It was a maternal instinct, Your Majesty.
I'm so sorry my son can’t join us.
He seems to have disappeared again.
Again?
Yes.
He was gone all day yesterday and did not return until dawn.
Well!
It must be marvelous to have that kind of stamina.
Perhaps you could help solve a mystery for me.
Do you know the Comtesse de Lancret?
Apparently she's staying with a cousin, but nobody seems to know who.
Nicole... de Lancret?
Yes.
Oh, how wonderful!
I was beginning to think she was a ghost.
(laughing)
(Rodmilla) No.
I'm afraid she's been around for years. Yes.
And erm...
...staying with us, as a matter of fact.
Isn't that right, darling?
Yes! Of course.
Our cousin.
Whom you like to call Cinderella.
Hmmpf!
(yells)
Good heavens, child.
Are you all right?
There was a bee.
(laughs)
(rustling)
Hello.
Are you well?
I fear that I am not myself today.
I feel as if my skin is the only thing keeping me from going everywhere at once.
There is something I must tell you.
And I you.
Oh, here. Your book, you left it in the carriage yesterday.
- Your Highness... - Henry.
I cannot stay long, but I had to see you.
There is much to say.
Come.
I want to show you something.
I used to play here as a boy.
It was my father's most cherished retreat...
...before the war.
(birds twittering)
It's beautiful.
I've measured my life by these trees...
...starting here...
...all the way up there.
And still they grow.
So much life to live...
...but I no longer imagine it alone.
You're not making this easy.
I have not slept for fear I would wake to find all this a dream.
Oh, last night, I had a revelation.
I used to think, if I cared at all, I would have to care about everything...
...and I'd go stark raving mad.
But... now I've found my purpose.
It's a project actually inspired by you.
I feel...
...the most wonderful...
...freedom.
It wasn't me.
(laughs)
Nicole.
You are unlike any courtier I have ever met.
Tomorrow, at the masque...
...I shall make it known to the world.
Why did you have to be so wonderful?
Now, then.
What was it you wanted to tell me?
(sobs)
Simply that...
...last night was the happiest night of my life.
Ow!
I must go.
Nicole!
No.
Of all the insidious jokes, making your mother a comtesse.
It's almost as absurd as a prince frequenting a servant who sleeps with pigs!
What bothers you more, Stepmother?
That I am common, or that I am competition?
Where is the dress, Danielle?
I don't know what you're talking about.
The gown. The slippers?
They were in my room and now they're gone.
(Marguerite) You hid them, I know it!
Where did you put the gown, Danielle?
Where are the candlesticks and the tapestries...
...and the silver?
Perhaps the dress is with them!
You produce that gown!
I would rather die a thousand deaths...
...than to see my mother's dress on that spoiled, selfish cow!
Hmm. Perhaps we can arrange that.
(door rattles)
(Rodmilla) Get in there.
(locks door)
Open this door...
...and you'll wish you never set foot here.
Ladies, gather everything we can sell.
We're going to town tomorrow.
Mother... it's only a ball.
Yes, and you're only going for the food.
Engaged?
To a Belgian?
I'm afraid so.
Impossible. There has to be some mistake.
She was traveling by boat this afternoon.
Baroness Rodmilla was quite reluctant to talk about it.
It's no wonder, with tidings such as these.
If she was betrothed, she should have had the decency to tell me!
Would you have listened?
Of course not! I would have...
Oh, God.
How could I have been so blind?
There I was, pouring my royal heart out...
...and she was simply trying to bid me farewell.
It is a strong woman who can keep her wits about her...
...with you trying to steal her heart.
Yes. And what a clumsy thief I turned out to be.
Come now, Henry.
(Queen) Any choice is better than Spain.
Go to the Prince, tell him what's happened.
B- But I'm nobody. The Prince would never see me.
You are her friend, Gustave.
She needs your help. The Prince expects to see her.
I- I cannot.
Besides, my master has me working tonight.
Then go to da Vinci. Surely a painter can see another painter?
I am but an apprentice, and he is the greatest painter in the world.
I could no sooner talk to God.
For once in your life, man, be bold.
This way, sir.
Straight up there, madam.
(hums)
Yoo-hoo!
I wanted to be the peacock.
Jacqueline, the horse is one of God's noblest creatures.
Why don't I just pull the carriage?
If it will get us there any faster.
I'm looking for Signor da Vinci.
Signor da Vinci!
Yes?
Oh!
Oh, mistress, it's no use!
Allow me.
Oh, brilliant!
Why, that was pure genius.
Yes.
I shall go down in history as the man who opened a door.
- (chuckles) - Gustave!
Maurice said the Prince was expecting you.
He is expecting someone who does not exist.
Signore, my name is Danielle de Barbarac...
...and I am but a servant.
I am the bastard son of a peasant. What does that matter?
I have deceived him.
The Prince will understand.
The night is young. We must get you ready for the ball.
- I do not wish to go. - If you stay...
...the Baroness wins.
How can I face him?
Because he deserves to hear the truth from the one he loves.
A bird may love a fish, signore...
...but where would they live?
Then I shall have to make you wings.
Ooh, come on! No time to waste.
Louise, get the dress!
I understand you wanted to see me.
Yes, Father. I did.
Listen, Henry.
Perhaps it was unfair of me to put so much pressure on you...
...about the marriage contract.
I just thought it was time to make some changes in your life.
You seemed to be a bit... floundering.
And er...
Well, I-I just wanted to say...
...that this university thing...
...is a brilliant idea.
We don't have to announce anything tonight...
I've made my decision.
Oh.
She looks like a masterpiece.
She looks like her mother.
- Come, let us see your paintings. - Now?
When you're as old as I am, now is all you've got.
Wait!
It's tradition.
Whoa!
Neigh!
(whinnies)
(fanfare)
This is it, my darling.
Friends...
...honored guests.
It gives us great pleasure...
...on this festive occasion...
...not only to honor Signor da Vinci, who seems to have disappeared...
...but also to tell you of a long-awaited decision.
So, without further ado...
Breathe, just breathe.
...it is my great privilege to announce the engagement of our son...
...Prince Henry...
...to...
Well, well, well.
What have we here?
My mother said you were getting married.
She was misinformed.
But there is something I must tell you now, before another word is spoken.
Then you're not engaged?
No, I'm not.
I was about to make the worst mistake of my life.
Who is she?
My guess would be the Comtesse de Lancret.
The who?
Come. I want you to meet someone.
Oh, I must speak with you.
- Whatever it is, my answer is yes. - No, wait, please.
Oh, look. I invited the Gypsies.
- What are you doing? - Making you a princess.
(gasps)
- How dare you! - Madame, contain yourself!
- She is an impostor, Sire! - No!
Her name is Danielle de Barbarac.
She has been my servant for ten years.
A servant, Henry? Is this some kind of joke?
Baroness, you are on dangerous ground!
Ask her yourself!
She's a grasping, devious little pretender...
...and it is my duty to expose her as the covetous hoax she is.
Tell these women who you are.
Tell them!
Bow before royalty, you insolent fraud!
My God, it can't be true.
Nicole?
Nicole de Lancret was my mother.
I am what she says.
The apple?
That was you?
I can explain.
(King Francis) Well, someone had better!
First, you're engaged...
...and now you're a servant?
I've heard enough.
Henry, please!
(murmuring)
Do not address me so informal, madam.
I am a Prince of France.
And you...
...are just like them.
(sobs)
Danielle?
Danielle!
What have you done?
I was born to privilege and with that come specific obligations.
Horseshit.
- You're out of line, old man. - No, you are out of line.
Have you any idea what she went through to get here tonight?
She lied to me.
She came to tell you the truth and you fed her to the wolves.
What do you know?
You build flying machines and walk on water.
Yet you know nothing about life.
I know that a life without love...
...is no life at all.
And love without trust?
What of that?
She's your match, Henry.
I am but a servant to my crown...
...and I have made my decision.
I will not yield!
(thunder)
Then you don't deserve her.
(sobs)
I have it on good authority...
...that before your rather embarrassing debut...
...the Prince was about to choose Marguerite to be his bride.
Men are so fickle, aren't they?
One minute, they're spouting sonnets...
...and the next you're back to being a hired help.
I must say, I've never seen you quite this dedicated in your chores.
What makes you think I do any of this for you?
Well, my, my, my. Aren't we feisty this morning?
Let me pass.
- You've brought this on yourself. - I have work to do.
Let the others handle it.
Don't you understand?
You've won!
Go and move into your palace...
...and leave us be!
You are not my problem any more.
Is that what I am?
Your problem?
I have done everything you've ever asked me to do...
...and still you've denied me the only thing I ever wanted.
And what was that?
What do you think?
You are the only mother I have ever known.
Was there a time, even in its smallest measurement...
...that you loved me at all?
How can anyone love a pebble in their shoe?
(Paulette) Danielle!
My lady, come and see!
It's back, all of it!
You, take that chair.
(Rodmilla) Ah, Monsieur le Pieu.
- Right on time. - It's all here, Baroness...
...right down to the very last candlestick.
Father's books? His paintings?
You sold them to him?
Yes. And now they're back.
I couldn't have us looking like paupers when the King arrives.
Thank you, Monsieur.
This means the world to us.
I'm a businessman, Danielle...
...not a philanthropist.
I don't understand.
I couldn't have you around distracting the Prince.
The Baroness and I have come to er...
...an arrangement.
You, for all this...
...although I do think I'm getting the better end of the deal.
No! No!
- No! - Danielle!
(choir sings)
(choir continues)
(sobbing)
(sobs) Dios, perdón!
(bride sobs)
(sobbing)
(wails)
# In nomine Patris
- # Et Filii et Spiritus Sancti - (wailing increases)
(yelps)
(all) Amen.
(chokes)
(wails)
(laughs)
No, por favor, no, por favor.
No te cases conmigo.
(Henry) Madame, Madame.
I know exactly how you feel.
Don Pepito! Don Pepito!
Sí, pero me da vergüenza.
And I thought I had problems.
Qué vergüenza!
- Es tu culpa! - Es la tuya!
Where is she?
The Baroness?
Ni... Danielle.
But she has been sold, Sire.
Sold?
To whom?
Pierre le Pieu, Your Highness.
Just after the masque.
Tell no-one we have spoken.
For all shall reveal itself in due course.
Come, Laurent.
There is much to be done.
(banging)
(Le Pieu) Enter!
Oh, I do so hate to see you in irons.
I'd remove them...
...if only you'd promise not to run away again.
I have no reason to stay.
You belong to me now.
I belong to no-one...
...least of all you.
Oh, I do wish you'd reconsider my offer.
I would rather rot.
I had a horse like you once. A magnificent creature.
Stubborn, just like you.
Willful to a fault.
It, too, just needed to be...
...broken.
You will maintain your distance, sir.
Oh, you didn't say please.
Please.
I could hang you for this.
Not if you are dead.
I do love your spirit.
Aagh!
My father was an expert swordsman, Monsieur.
He taught me well.
Now hand me that key, or I swear on his grave I will slit you...
...from navel to nose.
Your freedom...
...my lady.
Hello.
What are you doing here?
I erm...
I came to rescue you.
Rescue me?
A commoner?
Actually, I came to beg your forgiveness.
I offered you the world, and at the first test of honor I betrayed you.
Please, Danielle.
Say it again.
I'm sorry.
No.
The part where you said my name.
Danielle.
Perhaps you would be so kind...
...as to help me find the owner of this...
...rather remarkable shoe?
Where did you find that?
She is my match in every way.
Please tell me I haven't lost her.
It belongs to a peasant, Your Highness...
...who pretended to be a courtier to save a man's life.
Yes, I know.
And the name's Henry, if you don't mind.
I kneel before you not as a prince...
...but as a man in love.
But I...
...would feel like a king...
...if you, Danielle de Barbarac...
...would be my wife.
How was I to know he'd run out of the side door?
He was supposed to be getting married!
I heard the Prince talked to you. What did he say?
Well, I can't be sure.
It all happened so quickly.
But I think what he said was...
..."It serves me right for choosing a foreigner over your...
...sister. "
(giggles)
Well, very good.
Perhaps we should just let him fret about it for a few days.
(bell rings)
(all) I'll get it!
His Supreme Majesty, King Francis...
...requests an audience with the Baroness Rodmilla de Ghent...
...and her daughters immediately.
Oh. Is anything wrong?
No, milady.
The King demanded that you arrive in style.
Hmm! In style we shall be.
(Marguerite squeals)
Baroness...
...did you or did you not lie to Her Majesty the Queen of France?
Choose your words wisely, Madame...
...for they may be your last.
A woman would do practically anything...
...for the love of her daughter, Your Majesties.
Perhaps I did get a little carried away.
Mother, what have you done?
Your Majesty, like you, I am just a victim here.
She has lied to us both and I am ashamed to call her family.
How dare you turn on me, you ingrate!
You see what I have to put with!
Silence, both of you!
Good Lord!
Are they always like this?
Worse...
...Your Majesty.
Jacqueline, darling...
...I’d hate to think you had anything to do with this.
Of course not, Mother.
I'm only here for the food.
Baroness de Ghent.
You are forthwith stripped of your title.
You and your horrible daughter...
...are to be shipped to the Americas on the first boat.
Unless, by some miracle...
...someone here will speak for you.
There seem to be quite a few people out of town.
(Danielle) I will speak for her.
She is, after all, my stepmother.
Your Highness.
Marguerite...
...I don't believe you've met...
...my wife.
(Danielle) I want you to know...
...that I will forget you after this moment...
...and never think of you again.
But you, I am quite certain...
...will think about me every single day for the rest of your life.
How long might that be?
All I ask, Your Majesties...
...is that you show her the same courtesy that she has bestowed upon me.
After you've washed the tablecloths, start on the napkins...
...and move those over there.
- Marguerite. - What?
- You heard the woman. - So did you.
- Yes, but I'm management. - Like hell you are!
You're just the same as me, a big nobody!
How dare you speak that way! I am of noble blood.
And you are getting on my nerves!
(gasping)
(laughs) Now get to work.
(screams)
(cries)
Leonardo.
It's wonderful.
Think of it as a belated wedding present, Your Highness.
(laughing)
What?
I just can't get over it... Your Highness.
Yes, well, royalty or not...
...I can still whip you.
I must say, Leonardo...
...for a man of your talents...
...it doesn't look a thing like her.
You, sir, are supposed to be charming.
And we, Princess, are supposed to live happily ever after.
Says who?
Do you know...
...I don't know.
(woman) My great-great-grandmother's portrait hung in the university...
... up until the revolution.
By then, the truth of the romance...
... had been reduced to a simple fairy tale.
And while Cinderella and her Prince did live happily ever after...
... the point, gentlemen...
... is that they lived.
# Are you ready maybe are you willing to run?
# Are you ready to let yourself drown?
# Are you holding your breath?
# Are you ready or not?
# Are you ready maybe do you long to confess?
# Do you feel that you're all ready now?
# Are you sure of yourself?
# Would you lie if you're not?
# You tire me out
# Don't want to let that happen
# A secret scream so loud
# Why did you let that happen?
# So put your arms around me
# You let me believe that you were someone else
# Cos only time can take you
# So let me believe that I am someone else
# Maybe I'm ready to break
# Do you think that I push you too far?
# Would you open yourself?
# Are you reckless or not?
# You tire me out
# Don't want to let that happen
# A secret scream so loud
# Why did you let that happen?
# So put your arms around me
# You let me believe that you were someone else
# Cos only time can take you
# So let me believe that I am someone else
# Let me believe
# That I am someone else
Visiontext subtitles: Julie Clayton
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