The red blush I promised for your lips.
For me?
At the last moment! It's a powerful aphrodisiac.
Thank you!
We've invaded your rooms!
She's up to something.
And Armagnac?
Where is he?
How about you?
- Do you know? - No, Madame, I don't.
Yes, you do!
I've had enough!
Did you hear anything?
Thousands have converted.
They're not so resolute after all...
And him?
Him?
You need another man.
A man to arouse your body,
and put your memory to sleep.
- Forget him. - I can't.
You forgot others!
She suspects me.
She's right.
You'd do anything!
Take it off.
The blush?
Everything but the blush.
Don't touch her!
Come, it's too late for her.
Where is he? She's alone.
Too bad.
Wait!
Grab her feet.
Open the window.
Throw her out.
Come on, throw her out!
Don't stay here...
Go back to bed.
Armagnac...
escaped thanks to her.
Every night I see my people being slaughtered.
I hear screams, people yelling murder...
Hide your grief.
Hide your fear and sorrow.
Keep a light heart,
pretend you're free.
You've managed so far. Don't stop!
Death was on her lips.
Never show them you're weak!
Those you love become their victims.
That's how they can destroy you.
Never show them your love.
Margot, no!
I promised not to...
I didn't.
He's gone.
One day he woke up and asked for you.
You were gone, so he left.
He's living with a duchess.
He's rich...
But he's sad.
I worry about him.
A duchess?
I stitch arms as well as I chop heads!
A woman from the court?
Who knows Margot?
Who sees her every day?
Does he live with her?
Wait here.
You're alive!
Thank God!
You saved my life...
And you're back to punish my sins!
Thanks to you, I'll make up for all my crimes.
I can't absolve your crimes...
Hit me!
I'm wretched... There is someone in me...
someone else...
Someone I didn't know.
An animal, a monster.
And it gave me terrifying pleasure!
Calm down.
You're my redemption, La M? /i>le.
I beg you to hit me.
Get up!
Are you hungry?
You want to eat? Can I cook something?
Tomato, basil and fresh onions.
It's my turn to feed you.
And the Louvre?
I'm there all the time. That's what makes me sick.
Can you really get in?
They're all silk-clad vultures!
Nobody cares about the massacre, except me.
You take me for an idiot?
No.
You have a letter for Henri of Navarre.
Yes!
But you want her!
You wish to free her.
Help me!
No! It's too dangerous!
- She saved me! - To better ruin you.
Maybe...
Maybe.
Who managed to get you up?
You're lucky...
I can't any more.
He's the one she thought was dead,
and dreams about.
I know.
You were eating?
You wish to see her?
You really do?
You shall.
Every night
I dreamt of a ghost.
Every morning
I hoped
you were alive.
I always knew you'd recognise me.
Always.
You smelt of jasmine that morning.
I thought: Maybe she's ugly under her mask?
Or disfigured. But it didn't matter.
You wouldn't let me kiss you.
I thought: She's even lonelier than me.
She loves as though she is seeking revenge.
I tried to forget you,
but you came to me on that horrid night!
God brought me to you.
I opened my eyes during the massacre,
and there you were...
How many men?
Two hundred.
They'll be in Meaux,
waiting for him.
When's the hunt? At what time?
Monday.
They leave at six.
They'll be in Pontoise at nine.
They'll eat at twelve, and Henri will try to slip away.
You'll be with him?
No.
It's a wild-boar hunt.
Men only!
I've tried to get you out for months!
Navarre and you,
but mainly you!
I'll leave on my own.
I'm the King's sister. It'll be easy.
Where will I meet you?
Henri's page, Orthon, will tell you.
Henri's already a prisoner here. Why the Bastille?
I want him locked away.
- In a cell? - Yes.
He'll die!
Listen, Armagnac is back from Holland.
He's with Cond? In Meaux.
- So? - They're scheming.
They got money from England and Holland.
Sign.
No!
Not now! He's going to teach me...
to kill wild boar with a dagger.
Go hunting. We'll arrest him after.
Tonight's fine.
Sign.
They're waiting. I'm late.
Maurevel!
He's back?
Why him?
Why not? He's perfect.
After the hunt.
Come on, Henri!
Come to Navarre!
I can't leave Charles.
Quick!
A stake!
Take my pistol!
It's no fun with a gun!
A stake!
Come on!
Give me one!
Another one!
Come on!
Look out!
Anjou!
Alencon!
Shoot!
Are you all right?
I suppose...
Thank you, Henri.
I'm not dead, so you're not King!
Not yet.
You thought about it, though!
To Paris!
To Paris? Now?
Yes, I've had enough.
Come on, friend Henri!
Back to the Louvre?
Can you believe it?
He saved the King!
He betrayed us!
We must warn Margot!
She can wait!
They'll notice she's gone.
I'll go to the Louvre.
I want to see him.
Go and get killed, then!
Come along.
We're leaving.
Leaving?
I'll get my coat.
No! Come now!
Come on.
Go on, she's waiting for you!
I thought you were dead.
Again!
You must go back.
Henri saved the King's life.
They turned back
before Henri could escape.
They'll see you're gone.
You must go back.
Come!
Marie!
Charles!
I brought another King. A happy one, with no crown.
Come, Henri.
Take his hand.
Hold it...
It's the hand of a brother.
Without him, our child would be an orphan!
I can eat without checking my food here!
You won't say anything? Ever?
She'd kill them!
Catherine loves you. Maybe she'd only be jealous.
Jealous?
She only loves Anjou. She wants to rule with him...
To make him King! King of France or Poland.
I feel happy here.
But...
Does Margot know about?
Nobody knows.
If she knew, maybe she'd be jealous too?
She plays sister to you, but not wife to me!
Would you let Margot go free?
Come sit with us!
I'd rather listen.
Would you set Margot free?
Today I can't deny you anything.
Then let us go! I'll take her to Navarre.
Margot? In Navarre?
She'd be bored to death!
I'll teach her...
to love life.
I'll teach her...
to go swimming in rivers,
to cook bread on hot stones,
to drink wine,
to eat garlic!
One must love life.
That's all there is in Navarre.
Did you sleep with Margot?
Yes.
Don't leave me, Henri.
You're my only friend.
Nobody will harm you,
or Margot,
not as long as I live.
If we succeed, you'll go to Navarre with Henri.
- You'll be safe. - I know.
You'll be Queen.
And you'll be my master,
and my subject!
I love you as you are now.
Naked, in exile, forgotten by all...
No past, no future...
No family, no fancy clothes
to bury love!
I'm on your side, with the victims.
I won't go back to the killers.
I'll never be your subject!
Please, don't ever leave me!
Promise me something.
They say death always took your lovers.
They say you lock their hearts
in gold boxes around your bed.
They do?
What else?
That at night, wearing a mask, I roam the city
looking for love?
One day you'll know who you really are.
Promise you won't forget me,
the one you shouldn't have loved.
I promise.
God's hand is on this man!
Come kiss me, my son.
You were brave yesterday.
Your hand saved my son.
I thank you.
Come!
There she is!
The Protestants believe you betrayed them!
They can't understand!
What is betrayal...
but one's skill in following the flow of events?
You've made great progress!
I'm learning from you.
Where were you last night?
Do you know?
I gave the King my word.
Anjou is leaving. My heart bleeds...
I love my three children.
I mean, all four of them...
Why come back? Wasn't he good enough?
I came back for you! La M? /i>le would die to free us!
- Us? - He'd die for us!
He'd die for another night with you.
His life is no use to me.
Have you gone mad?
Don't you care who they killed?
Your blood will soon be on the wall! You must go,
flee as soon as you can!
Charles trusts me.
You did it for a reason!
And he knows it!
I saved him,
and he saved me.
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!
I know him so well...
I 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, Actéon!
You're white as a sheet!
You're reading?
It's amazing!
The best hunting book ever written.
Look: La M? /i>le. Do you know the name?
Are you listening?
He's Margot's lover.
A man of taste!
Both in women and books!
I 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 M? /i>le!
A courier, a plotter...
A pure heart, mind you!
But he does screw your wife!
Does Henriette watch? I hear she loves to!
- A slut at heart! - Stop it!
You know La M? /i>le? 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 M? /i>le!
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 jewellery!
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.
I feel better.
Actéon!
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.
Recognise 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?
I 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 M? /i>le'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 M? /i>le.
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!
I was weak, but my ordeals enlightened me...
You were weak, but we are proud of you.
Prince Henri,
welcome back to our faith!
God welcomes you back!
He will help you conquer France!
I am cleansed of all evil and rot!
I 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!
I 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 favourite 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 honour 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 M? /i>le for me.
He poisoned me!
No, he didn't!
But we must say he did.
Why?
Who poisoned you?
Let me carry him!
Is she here?
- Can you see her? - Yes.
Lift me up so I can see her.
At the window, over there.
In her blue dress.
- Where? - She's crying.
Where is she?
Hold me!
You too must forgive.
Sign...
Sign La M? /i>le's pardon!
What time is it?
Five o'clock.
It's too late, then.
Too late?
Too late...
Marie...
I loved you so!
Margot...
Lord! I come to thee without crown or sceptre.
Forget the King's crimes,
and remember only your child's sufferings...
My conqueror! You are back!
We shall do great things.
I only wish to please God.
We shall stop the war! We shall stop all hatred.
We shall be gentle yet strong...
King Charles IX is dead!
Long live King Henri III!
It is a mixture used for embalming the kings.
Preserve his beauty.
Remove my jewels.
Bury them together.
You can come with me.
I'll stay.
Let's go!
Navarre awaits you...