They're going out for a hunt.
That's Duke deGuemenee.
Think where you are!
Let go!
You're finished if you confront the Duke at a place like this here!
I can't forgive him!
When I remember what he did,
it makes my blood boil!
The Rose of Versailles
Kusamurani namo shirezu
The flowers blooming in the wilderness
Saiteiru hana naraba
they are without names
Tada kaze wo ukenagara
A gentle breeze
Soyoide ireba iikeredo
makes them sway
Watashi wa bara no sadame ni umareta
My destiny is of a rose
Hanayakani hageshiku ikiro to umareta
Born to live in glory and passion
Bara wa bara wa, Kedakaku saite
Roses, oh roses, blooming with dignity
Bara wa bara wa, Utsukushiku chiru
Roses, oh roses, withering with regret
Bara wa bara wa, Kedakaku saite
Roses, oh roses, blooming with dignity
Bara wa bara wa, Utsukushiku chiru
Roses, oh roses, withering with regret
Episode 12
"Oscar at the Duel at Dawn"
What's that?
You don't know?
They're from Rose Bertin who has a dressmaking shop in Paris.
They started coming into the Palace recently
and Queen Antoinette favors them a lot.
There are dresses inside all those boxes?
Probably.
The Finance Minister was complaining
that the payment to Bertin's shop in the past two months was incredible.
Don't you think that Queen Antoinette spends too much, Oscar?
Here, Your Majesty, please look at this design.
Oh!
If Your Majesty wears this, there'll be at least 50 men fainting at the evening party!
This one is called "the Secret Sigh".
Beautiful!
It fits perfectly!
But I've already made 18 formal dresses and 38 evening party dresses last month.
What are you saying!
The Queen must always be at the latest in fashion.
And you must be the role model of the high society.
Of course!
That's right.
Right.
I think it's better to make a dress out of that brown silk, rather than this color.
What do you think?
As expected of the Queen!
She has a nice sense!
It's wonderful!
Oh, I want it!
Your Majesty!
Ah, nice to see you, Oscar!
I was waiting for you every day.
You haven't shown your face for a while.
Is there something wrong, Oscar?
No, Your Majesty.
Say, André, what do you think of this color?
Isn't it a nice brown?
To me, it looks like the color of lice, Your Majesty.
The color of lice?!
How dare you!
Lice Color?
The color of lice?
Tres bien!
I'll take that!
What about splitting into lice-stomach-color and lice-leg-color?
Hat's it, Your Majesty!
What a wonderful idea!
This year's fashion color is now decided as Lice Color.
Give me some lice-colored material, Mme. Bertin.
Please make me a dress with lice-stomach color.
Lice color underwear!
Lice color corset!
Lice Color!
How stupid! Lice Color!
It started itching.
Now that she has become our Queen, there should be countless duties,
such as considering her nation and people!
But all day long, she only pursues her pleasures!
You've said before that the money Her Majesty spends
all comes from the people's taxes.
But she spends it on things like plays, balls, and dresses...
wasting money!
André, don't say that now.
Why?!
YOU'RE the one who was worried about what tax-paying people will think of Queen Antoinette!
I did say it.
But now...
At least for a while, I'd like to see her do as she likes.
She feels lonely.
What would a rose smile at, if it lost its Sun?
When there are no stars or moon at sea, what can a sailor set his sail towards?
You mean, Hans Axel von Fersen?
By decorating herself and being absorbed in plays...
she tries to forget her loneliness.
I want you to understand.
Well, let's go.
I have to see to the preparations for the party tomorrow.
Austria, Shoenbrunn Palace
What... what has become of her!
She has become even more beautiful and dignified.
This is not beauty!
This is not a portrait of the French Queen,
but a picture of a flashily decorated actress!!
I can't believe that this foolishly and gaudily decorated one is my daughter.
Send this picture back to France immediately!
Ah, Dear Marie...
Infatuated with jewels and feathers...
Does she know how much tax money she's spent?
Mother Mary, please protect her!
You look happy, Marie-Antoinette.
You're becoming more and more beautiful.
A Fairy of Versailles,
Queen of Rococo,
the Rose of France!
All such whispers enchant me.
But, why do I feel there's something missing?
Tell me, Mother.
What is this feeling?
It's a 1692 Chateau lquemo.
Very nice.
'91 was a bad year.
Probably because it rained too much.
And in the 80's, the the proprietor of the Bordeaux manor was powerless
He was too easy on the farmers.
Will that influence the taste of the wine?
Of course it does!
In order to get fine products, you must keep the farmers neither dead nor alive.
If they become lazy, we won't be able to eat good food fully!
I'm actually thinking about canceling the morning audience.
What do you think?
That's nice. You can sleep late.
If there's no audience on Tuesdays, we can go hunting in the morning!
Duke deGuemenee, how about you?
That's good!
That's really a wonderful idea.
It's not necessary for the Queen of France to grant audiences to peasants.
The sooner it's canceled, the better.
What is it, Oscar?
Oh, it seems like they don't teach manners to the Royal Guard nowadays.
A mere guard cuts into a royal conversation!
It's all right. Oscar is my friend.
Say it, Oscar.
Please allow me to say that in addition to the audience for the nobles,
the audience with the general public is a duty of both the King and Queen.
By speaking to the people who come to Court from far away,
Your Majesty will deepen the people's understanding and affection.
Also, Your Majesty will be able to learn what things are like outside the Court, and about your people.
Please, I ask you not to cut your bonds with your people.
I'll do what you say.
Thank you very much, Your Majesty.
Oh, it's beautiful.
This pistol is the latest model, called "Corel style."
It's light, and the aim is precise.
I heard that you're a very good shot, Duke deGuemenee.
Oh, no, not so much.
But if you wish, I can shoot the center out of an ace 50 toise away.
Oh, wonderful!
I'm sure about my skills in shooting!
Not like some fledgling who speaks glibly like a grown up.
Maybe she is some General's daughter,
but a WOMAN for the Royal Guard Grand Commander?
How ridiculous!
Let's talk about you.
A MAN who shoots a child, who's still too young to know right from wrong, in the back with a pistol.
That MAN for a Duke?
How ridiculous!
That child stole my money!
What's wrong with punishing a thief?
The poor are always looking for a chance to steal from us!
That was a just execution, to set an example!
If a young child steals for hunger, what right have we tojudge!?
Or, are you saying that you are God yourself, Duke?
W, what an insult!
Who do you think I am!?
I'm Duke Henri Salvador deGuemenee! You think I am!?
What a conceited squirt!
You are the conceited one!
Are you allowed to do anything if you're a Duke?
Are you really an aristocrat?!
I, Oscar François, accept your challenge.
My second will let you know the time and place.
What weapon?
Your favorite pistols are fine.
Don't back out at the last moment, brat.
Since I was born, I've never broken a promise before!
How impudent! I'll make a hole in your beautiful face!
Marvelous, Oscar!
Why don't you stop her, Master?
Don't worry.
She's as well-trained in shooting as she is in fencing.
If she'll die, I wouldn't have raised her as my heir.
According to tradition, the one who's challenged can choose the weapon.
Why did the Commander choose pistols?
That'sjust how Oscar is.
Always challenging herself!
She could win too easily with swords.
Duke deGuemenee placed 2nd in the shooting contest last year in Rome.
See? There's nothing to worry about.
But it's a one shot duel. If she misses...
On top of that, Duke deGuemenee is a coward.
You don't know what trick he might use.
In order to prevent unfair tactics, an observer will be watching.
Don't worry, don't worry!
A gun duel with a brat like that is like taking candy from a baby.
Isn't that so, Duke Orleans?
What is it?
But there's only one bullet in the duel.
One bullet...
Even if it's a one in a million chance, you'll die if you miss.
There's a way to assure your victory, even if you probably won't need it.
What is it?
If I tell you, can I expect a certain favor in return?
O, of course
And what is it?
Let's hold the duel behind De Farge Cathedral.
A, and?
I know that area well, since I take a walk there every morning.
The path to the forest from behind De Farge Cathedral runs West to East.
The sun rises from here during this season.
The interesting thing is, one of the stained glass windows is tilted since nobody knows when.
So when the sun rises,
the sun's light reflects off the stained glass,
and shines on exactly one spot on the ground.
What would happen if that reflection shined in Oscar's eyes just as she was preparing to fire?
As the observer, what if I decided your positions and the start of the duel?
Oscar doesn't have the slightest chance to win!
I see, I see.
Thank you very much!
Can't sleep?
It's not that.
Don't worry.
You'll win.
I'm not worried.
I see.
Then why don't you go to sleep?
Do you remember, Oscar?
When you were 7, we buried our treasures under that oak tree.
I don't remember.
A big lead top and a red knife.
Do you think they're still there?
I don't know...
Let's leave by the back gate tomorrow morning.
If my Grandma finds out, she'll make a fuss.
Gerodere is my second.
You don't have to come.
I'll see you off halfway.
Go to sleep.
You shouldn't chill your shoulders.
I guess you want to be alone.
I'll go to sleep now.
André!
What is it? Are you afraid?
I'm not afraid.
No, I guess I'm afraid.
But it's not that I'm afraid of him.
I'm afraid of dealing with matters of life and death.
DeGuemenee is a mean man.
He regards those weaker than himself, and farmers as mere worms.
If he gets things in his own way, he'll become a disgrace to the whole nobility,
and consequently, to the Royal Family.
But life is life.
However evil he might be, I'm still afraid of taking a human life.
André, if I die,
you keep the treasures buried under the oak tree.
A lead top, red knife,
and a stuffed bear.
Well, I'm going to sleep. Good night.
We shall conduct the duel according to the time-honored tradition of knighthood.
Both shall stand back to back.
I shall count the numbers.
Take ten paces, turn and fire.
Why didn't you tell me sooner?!
I heard it late last evening.
I have to stop them!
I can't believe Oscar's involved in a duel!
We shall now conduct a duel between Duke Henri Salvadore deGuemenee
and Royal Guard Commander Oscar François de Jarjeyes.
The witnesses are Duke Louis Philippe Joseph d'Orleans,
and Captain Vitor Clemand de Gerondere.
Begin!
One!
Hurry up!
Three!
Five!
Oh, God! Please get there in time!
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
A beam of light from behind? What is this?
A reflection from the Cathedral?
If the sunlight shines on there, I'll be blind when I turn back.
I'm in trouble!
I'll put a bullet through in your beautiful forehead!
Ten!
I'll shoot hateful hand which shot the child!
Are you OK, Oscar?
My hand! My hand!
It's all right. It's not life threatening.
Oscar! You played dirty, didn't you?!
There must be a trick of some sort!
Don't underestimate me!
I'm a Duke!
Oscar! What have you done?!
I'll order you confined for a month!
Duke deGuemenee, isn't it a shame for a noble to lose to lose self control?
How terrible. It's not fair.
It's too cruel!
Oscar, I'm sorry.
But I can't stop the forces trying to entrap you.
Ai ga kurushimi nara
If to love is to suffer
Ikurademo kurushi mou
I will take any suffering
Sore ga kimino kokoro ni
Until my love reaches
Itsuka todoku made
To your heart someday
Kimi wa hikari, Boku wa kage
You are the light while I am the shadow
Hanre rarenai futari no kizuna
We share a bond that can never be broken
Kurushimeba kurushimu hodo
The more pain I suffer
Ai wa, ai wafukamaru
the deeper is my love
Not reciprocated is the love I have for you
my eyes, they can no longer see you
Ah, Oscar?
Oscar!