[UNLOCKING AND OPENING OF CELL DOOR]
THE FORMER DUKE AND DUCHESS DE GRENOBLE.
THERE THEY ARE!
[MOANS AND CRIES]
THE FORMER BISHOP OF ARLES.
[THE TUMBREL BRINGS A LOAD OF ARISTOCRATS TO THE GUILLOTINE]
[DRUM ROLLS]
[SOUND OF GUILLOTINE DROPPING AND CROWD CHEERING]
[DRUM ROLLS]
OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN. [DRUMS ROLL...BLADE DROPS...CROWD CHEERS]
DEATH TO THE ARISTOCRATS!
[CROWD YELLS] DEATH TO THE ARISTOS!
LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC!
LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC.
[DRUM ROLLS]
'ERE, WHAT'S THIS? YOU GOT YOURS ALREADY.
THESE IS EMPTY, CITIZEN.
YOU WOULDN'T BEGRUDGE A MAN HIS FAIR SHARE, NOW, WOULD YOU?
ALL RIGHT.
GIDDAP.
THE FORMER COUNT DE BEAULIER, AND FAMILY.
HERE THEY ARE!
I BEG OF YOU, MONSIEUR.
FEAR NOT, MY SON.
IF YOU WILL LOOK AT THE PASSAGES THAT I HAVE MARKED,
YOUR SPIRITS WILL BE UPLIFTED.
IT'S NOT FOR MYSELF, I FEAR, FATHER,
BUT MY WIFE, AND THE BOY.
THEY HAVE DONE NOTHING!
THEY ARE INNOCENT!
INNOCENT? HA!
SHOW ME ONE ARISTO THAT IS INNOCENT
AND YOU CAN SPIT IN MY FACE.
SURELY THE CHILD IS TOO YOUNG TO DIE.
EVEN SO, HE WILL LIVE ON... THROUGH THE MERCY OF OUR LORD.
LOOK HERE, MY SON.
[MARK OF THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.]
TAKE THEM AWAY!
FORMER MARQUIS CETTERAIS.
THERE HE IS!
WE'VE COME TO HELP YOU.
QUICKLY.
BE BRAVE MY DARLING.
HUH!
HO THERE!
SERGEANT BEAVO.
YES SIR.
COUNT DE BEAULIER AND HIS FAMILY HAVE ESCAPED FROM THE TEMPLE PRISON.
WE'VE JUST RECEIVED WORD THAT THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL
WAS AT LARGE IN THE CITY.
COULD BE HE'LL TRY TO SMUGGLE THEM OUT OF THE COUNTRY
BY WAY OF THIS, OR ONE OF THE OTHER GATES.
BE ON THE ALERT, AND KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN.
ALL RIGHT, LADS.
SEARCH EVERY CART THAT COMES THROUGH.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S SEE YOUR PAPERS.
OH, EVERYTHING IN ORDER, SERGEANT.
LET ME SEE INSIDE THOSE COFFINS.
WHAT, OPEN THE COFFINS?
YOU HEARD ME.
ALL RIGHT.
YEAH! DO AS HE SAYS.
BEST BE WARNED, SERGEANT, AYE.
MADAME LE GUILLOTINE'S HANDIWORK IS NOT A PRETTY SIGHT.
UH..SEE FOR YOURSELF.
IF YOU GOT THE STOMACH.
[LAUGHTER]
TAKE IT BACK.
WHAT'S THE MATTER, SERGEANT. IT MUST HAVE BEEN PRETTY BAD.
GET OUT OF HERE. GO ON. CLEAR OUT!
THE OTHER TWO ARE EVEN PRETTIER!
GET OUT OF HERE. GO ON.
AW RIGHT, AW RIGHT.
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE MISSING.
GET OUT!
NOW, NOW.
OPEN THE GATES. GO ON.
WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?
[WHISTLES]
MY DARLING.
WHO IS THIS MAN THAT RISKS SO MUCH FOR US?
THAT, SIR, IS THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
WITHIN THE HOUR,
THIS COUNTRYSIDE WILL BE SWARMING WITH SOLDIERS.
GOD WILLING, YOU'LL REACH THE COAST
BEFORE THEY CAN CATCH UP WITH YOU.
DO YOU KNOW THE RENDEZVOUS?
UNCHANGED?
UNCHANGED.
MY SHIP WILL BE WAITING TO TAKE YOU TO ENGLAND.
NOW, GO QUICKLY.
GOD'S SPEED.
AND WHAT ABOUT YOU, PERCY?
I'M BACK TO PARIS.
BUT I SHALL SEE YOU SHORTLY.
RIGHT.
'THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL, BY SIR PERCIVAL BLAKENEY, BARONET.
'THEY SEEK HIM HERE.
'THEY SEEK HIM THERE.
'THOSE FRENCHIES SEEK HIM EVERYWHERE.
'IS HE IN HEAVEN?
'OR IS HE IN HELL?
'THAT DAMNED,
'ELUSIVE
'PIMPERNEL.'
[LAUGHTER AND CLAPPING]
OH, DO TELL US MORE ABOUT THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL, SIR PERCY.
ALL PARIS IS TALKING ABOUT HIM.
NOTHING MORE TO TELL, MY DEAR SUSAN.
EXCEPT, THAT HE AND HIS BAND OF FRIENDS
HAVE SWORN TO SAVE AS MANY AS THEY CAN
FROM MADAME LE GUILLOTINE.
AT LEAST TELL US WHO HE IS.
SINK ME, MADEMOISELLE, IF I KNEW THAT I'D BE THE TOAST OF LONDON, WHAT!
THAT
WOULD SEEM TO BE
THE MYSTERY.
WHAT EXACTLY IS A SCARLET PIMPERNEL, SIR PERCY.
NOTHING MORE THAN A HUMBLE WAYSIDE FLOWER.
RATHER COMMON IN POINT OF FACT.
STILL, WHAT'S IN NAME?
SURELY THE DEEDS OF A MAN SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES.
I ONLY WISH THERE WERE MORE LIKE HIM.
ODDS FISH, MY DEAR, ONE IS QUITE ENOUGH.
THE FELLOW'S ALREADY MADE LIFE DAMNED INCONVENIENT,
FOR THE REST OF US.
INCONVENIENT?
WHY, YES INDEED MA'AM.
BECAUSE OF THIS PIMPENEL CHAP EH...
YOUR REVOLUTIONARY GUARDS SUSPECT ANYONE
WHO LOOKS, OR EVEN SOUNDS, REMOTELY ENGLISH.
SINK ME...
THIS WHOLE REVOLUTION OF YOURS IS MONSTROUS INTOLERABLE.
PLEASE, DON'T CREDIT US WITH THIS MADNESS.
THE REVOLUTION, ITSELF, MAY HAVE STARTED AS A NOBLE ENTERPRISE.
THIS...
YET, WE DID BRING IT ON OURSELVES, PAPA.
WE, THE FRENCH ARISTOCRACY,
WITH ALL OUR ARROGANCE AND EXCESSES
I FEEL MY DAUGHTER DOES OUR CLASS AN INJUSTICE.
MOST OF US ARE DECENT MEN,... QUITE INNOCENT.
IT IS ONLY A FEW, WHO ARE GUILTY OF ANY SERIOUS OFFENSE.
YET, THE INNOCENT ARE BEING DRAGGED DOWN WITH THE GUILTY.
THERE'S NO REASON GIVEN OR NEEDED.
OUR WORLD IS TOPSY-TURVY, SIR PERCY.
THEN WHY DO WE LOOK THE OTHER WAY,
AND PRETEND NOTHING IS HAPPENING?
WHILE BRAVE MEN, LIKE THIS SCARLET PIMPERNEL,
DO OUR WORK FOR US.
ONLY TODAY, FOR EXAMPLE,
OUR FRIENDS, THE COUNT AND COUNTESS DE BEAULIEU
AS WELL AS THEIR ONLY SON...
NO,...NOT THE BEAULIEUS...
CALM YOURSELF, MY DEAR,
ALL THREE WERE SPARED AT THE LAST MINUTE,
THANKS TO THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
OH, THANK HEAVENS.
GOD BLESS THIS SCARLET PIMPERNEL, WHOEVER HE MAY BE.
SURELY, HE MUST BE AN ANGEL IN DISGUISE.
AMEN.
PULL-UP, OVER THERE.
[SOUND OF FIGHTING]
MY DEAR, MARQUIS, CONSIDER THE OFFENCE,
DON'T YOU THINK YOUR METHODS ARE SLIGHTLY HARSH?
THAT REVOLUTIONARY SEDUCED MY DAUGHTER, BARON DE BATZ.
DRIVE ON.
[FIGHTING CONTINUES]
I SAY.
AHHHH.
UH.
HA, HA.
IT WOULD SEEM YOUR FRIEND IS IN DISTRESS.
TO THE RESCUE.
YOURS, I BELIEVE.
MY DEAR CHAP.
UGH.
A LITTLE COGNAC, I THINK
'I CALL UPON YOU NOW
'REVENGE MY WRONG.
'YOUR FAVORS WILL BE MEASURED
'BY YOUR RAGE.'
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
MARGUERITE, MARGUERITE, IT'S ARMAND, HE'S BEEN HURT.
HURT?
THERE'S A MAN OUTSIDE WITH A CARRIAGE.
HE WANTS US TO GO WITH HIM.
WHAT CAN WE DO?
WE MUST GO TO HIM, AT ONCE.
WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF THE PLAY?
MY DEAR, LOUISE,
THIS IS THE CHANCE EVERY UNDERSTUDY DREAMS OF.
NO, I CAN'T. I'M NOT READY!
YOU'LL BE SUPERB. [KISSING HER]
BUT NOT TOO SUPERB, I TRUST.
WHY CAN'T YOU-?
NOW, TO ARMAND.
MARGUERITE!
MY POOR, ARMAND!
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?
TWO MEN, OUT OF THE DARKNESS.
IF IT HADN'T BEEN FOR THIS GENTLEMAN...
MY BROTHER AND I ARE INDEBTED TO YOU, MONSIEUR.
MONSIEUR?
SIR PERCY BLAKENEY, MADEMOISELLE.
ALTHOUGH, ANYONE WOULD HAVE DONE AS MUCH.
IF YOU THINK THAT, MONSIEUR,
YOU DO NOT KNOW PARIS, WELL.
WHO WERE THESE MEN THAT ATTACKED YOU, MY DARLING.
THEY WERE SENT BY THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR.
I RECOGNIZED HIS CARRIAGE.
NO DOUBT, TO TEACH ME A LESSON
I THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE THIS.
ONE DAY, I WILL REPAY THE MARQUIS FOR THIS.
COME, MY DARLING, WE'LL GET YOU INTO BED.
DO YOU THINK YOU CAN?
THANK YOU.
I'M QUITE ALL RIGHT, NOW.
RATHER A HARSH LESSON.
I TRUST THE OFFENCE WARRANTED THE PUNISHMENT.
MY BROTHER IS YOUNG
AND HOT-BLOODED, MONSIEUR.
HIS HEART TOO OFTEN LEADS HIS HEAD.
I FEAR HE HAD THE IMPUDENCE
TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ST. CYR'S DAUGHTER.
IS LOVE, TOO, A CRIME IN FRANCE THESE DAYS?
ONLY, IF THE LADY IS AN ARISTOCRAT,
WHOSE FATHER INSOLENTLY THINKS THAT WE'RE BOURGEOIS NOT FIT TO BREATHE
THE SAME AIR THAT THEY DO.
IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME, I MUST TEND TO MY BROTHER.
WAIT!
WHEN WILL I SEE YOU AGAIN?
MY BROTHER AND I
ARE HAVING A SMALL SOIR�E AT OUR HOME
IN THE RUE DO VICHELIEU
SUNDAY NEXT- IF YOU ARE FREE.
FOR SUCH AND INITIATION, MADEMOISELLE,
I SHALL MAKE...MYSELF FREE.
SUNDAY, NEXT, THEN.
NUMBER 27.
CONGRATULATIONS.
CONGRATULATIONS, MY DEAR.
YOU PLAYED A GREAT SUCCESS, WE HEAR.
SOLD OUT EVERY NIGHT.
ISN'T IT AMAZING. I WAS SURE NO ONE WOULD COME.
OH, NONSENSE.
ALL KINDS ADORE YOU.
MY DEAR, HAVEN'T YOU HEARD THE NEWS?
NEWS?
EVERYBODY'S TALKING ABOUT IT.
THERE WERE OVER 20 EXECUTIONS IN THE PLACE DE LA CREIAS, TODAY.
TWENTY-THREE, TO BE PRECISE.
PAUL!
MY DEAR, I'VE ONLY JUST BEEN ABLE TO TEAR MYSELF AWAY.
OH.
YOU LOOK SO TIRED.
COME, LET'S HAVE SOME CHAMPAGNE.
[LAUGHTER]
YOU SAY THERE WERE 23 EXECUTIONS TODAY, CHAUVELIN?
TO BE PRECISE,
AND THERE WILL BE MORE, EVERYDAY,
UNTIL THE COMMITTEE HAS PURGED THE REPUBLIC
OF THE LAST CORRUPT ARISTOCRAT.
NOT ANOTHER SPEECH, CHAUVELIN!
THIS IS WHAT I HAVE TO LISTEN TO ALL DAY NOW, MY DEAR.
ALL DAY?
I'M AFRAID SO.
THIS YOUNG IDEALIST HAS JUST BECOME MY ASSISTANT.
SO HE HAS NO CHOICE.
YOU MUST BE CALLED CHAUVELIN.
CHIEF AGENT FOR THE COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY,
AT YOUR SERVICE.
MADEMOISELLE...?
YOU HAVE THE HONOR OF ADDRESSING LOUISE LONGET,
LA CHANTESS.
BUT, OF COURSE.
YOU'RE MARGUERITE'S NEW UNDERSTUDY.
I GATHER YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE ARREST AND EXECUTION
OF ALL THESE... UNDESIRABLE ARISTOCRATS.
THAT IS A SMALL PART OF MY DUTIES, MADEMOISELLE.
THE OTHER IS MAKING LONG, BORING SPEECHES
AT SOCIAL FUNCTIONS LIKE THIS.
WELL, NOW YOU WILL HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO LEARN
HOW TO MAKE BORING SPEECHES, TOO.
VERY WELL, JUST FOR THIS ONCE, I WILL OVERCOME MY USUAL
PATRIOTIC ZEAL, AND CONFINE MYSELF TO A SIMPLE TOAST TO THE REPUBLIC.
THE REPUBLIC!
[ALL] THE REPUBLIC.
SEEMS THE BARON DE BATZ DOES NOT SHARE OUR ENTHUSIASM FOR THE TOAST.
PERHAPS HE IS NOT A FRIEND OF... THE REPUBLIC.
OH, ON THE CONTRARY, MY DEAR CHAUVELIN,
I MAY BE AN AUSTRIAN, BY NATIONALITY,
AND ARISTOCRAT BY BIRTH,
BUT I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT I AM
A VERY GOOD FRIEND OF THE REPUBLIC.
I BELIEVE, RATHER, THAT THE BARON IS A FRIEND OF PROFIT,
WILLING TO SELL HIS ALLEGIANCE TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER.
IT WOULD APPEAR, MADEMOISELLE, THAT MY PRESENCE HERE
THIS EVENING IS GIVING YOU DISTRESS. I SHALL CAUSE YOU NO
FURTHER EMBARRASSMENT, AND I SHALL BID YOU GOOD EVENING.
THIS JUST SHOWS HOW VIGILANT WE MUST BE.
WE HAVE TO ROOT OUT THE ENEMIES IN OUR MIDST.
WE NEVER KNOW WHERE THEY MIGHT STRIKE NEXT.
BUT, IF BLOOD HAS TO BE SHED, NO ONE, I PROMISE YOU
REGRETS IT MORE THAN I DO.
"THE DAUPHIN IS TO BE HELD PRISONER IN THE TEMPLE. ST. CYR."
AH, THERE YOU ARE.
HOW COULD YOU BE SO RUDE?
TO DE BATZ?
HE WAS A GUEST IN MY HOME.
AN UNWORTHY GUEST.
THE MAN IS SUSPECTED OF SELLING SECRET INFORMATION
TO THE AUSTRIAN GOVERNMENT.
AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU ARRESTED HIM?
BECAUSE, MY DEAR, HE ALSO SELLS SECRET INFORMATION,
ABOUT THE AUSTRIANS, TO US.
YOU'VE EXECUTED MEN FOR LESS.
REVOLUTIONS ARE NEVER BLOODLESS.
THIS BRIEF REIGN OF TERROR, WILL PURGE THE LAND OF ALL CORRUPTION.
AND TAKE US TO NEW HEIGHTS.
BE CAREFUL WHERE IT TAKES YOU, PAUL.
TO A NEW ORDER. TO THE DAY OF GLORY.
AND WE WILL BE PROUD OF IT, MARGARITE,
YOU AND I. JUST AS WE'VE ALWAYS DREAMED.
AND THEN I WILL MAKE YOU MY WIFE.
AND THE FUTURE WILL BE OURS.
SIR PERCY!
LORD, MADEMOISELLE, YOU ARE EVEN
MORE BEAUTIFUL, THAN I RECALL.
IF THAT IS POSSIBLE.
PAUL, THIS IS THE GENTLEMAN WHO RESCUED ARMAND.
PAUL CHAUVELIN, CHIEF AGENT OF THE COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY.
SIR PERCY BLAKENEY.
IT IS A PLEASURE... MONSIEUR.
THE PLEASURE, I CAN ASSURE YOU, IS ALL MINE.
MONSEWER.
HA, HA, HA.
I MUST APOLOGIZE FOR ME TARDINESS.
'TWAS NEXT TO IMPOSSIBLE, FINDING A CARRIAGE.
SINK ME, IF EVERYONE ISN'T SO EQUAL IN YOUR NEW SOCIETY
THAT NO ONE WANTS TO DO THE DRIVING ANYMORE.
I TAKE IT, SIR, THAT YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF OUR NEW SOCIETY?
APPROVAL, SIR, IN MY OPINION, DEMANDS THE ATTAINMENT OF PERFECTION.
AND IN THAT SENSE, YOU RATHER OVERRATE
THE CHARM OF YOUR SOCIETY.
FAITH, FOR ONE THING, IT DOES SEEM MONSTROUS
ILL-DRESSED FOR ANY SOCIETY,
EVEN A NEW ONE.
SINK ME, YOUR TAILORS HAVE BETRAYED YOU.
BETRAYED US? WE PRIDE OURSELVES ON OUR FRENCH TAILORS.
ODDS FISH, MY DEAR FELLOW, SUCH SHODDY WORKMANSHIP
WOULD NOT BE TOLERATED IN LONDON FOR ONE TINY INSTANT.
LOOK YOU HERE, SIR, AT THIS LIMP CRAVAT.
I ASK YOU!
OR THE SORRY CUT OF THIS SLEEVE.
NO, NO, NO.
OF THE SAD STATE OF THOSE CUFFS.
SINK ME, I CAN HARDLY BRING MESELF TO LOOK UPON THEM.
NO, NO, NO, SIR.
IF THIS IS THE BEST YOUR TAILORS CAN DO.
'TWOULD SERVE YOU BETTER TO SEND THEM TO THE GUILLOTINE.
WE WILL SEND OUR KING, INSTEAD, SIR,
AND EXALT OUR TAILORS.
MORE'S THE PITY.
THEN YOUR TAILORS WILL RULE THE LAND,
AND NO ONE WILL MAKE THE CLOTHES.
SO MUCH FOR FRENCH FASHION,
AND FRENCH POLITICS.
WHAT IS IT YOU FRENCHIES SAY?
TWO-SHAY...,
YOU SEE, I'M A BIT OF A POET, AND YOU DID NOT KNOW IT.
WHAT?
WELL, IT HAS BEEN MOST AMUSING, SIR PERCY.
BUT, IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME, I HAVE SOMEONE I MUST SEE INSIDE.
MARGUERITE, MY DEAR.
YOU REALLY MUSTN�T TEASE CHAUVELIN SO RECKLESSLY.
HE'S VERY POWERFUL IN THE GOVERNMENT.
ALREADY, HE'S ROBESPIERRE'S MOST TRUSTED AGENT.
THE ONLY POWER THAT I CAN SEE AT PRESENT, MADEMOISELLE,
IS THE POWER... OF YOUR BEAUTY.
BEAUTY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER, SIR PERCY.
THIS BEHOLDER... IS ENCHANTED.
IF I WERE TO TELL YOU THAT I ADORE YOU,
WOULD YOU HAVE ME DO SO, STINTINGLY?
ADORE ME?
OR WOULD YOU HAVE ME DECLARE IT AS I FEEL IT?
WITH ALL MY HEART.
BUT YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS. YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME.
EXACTLY SO.
WHICH IS WHY I YEARN TO KNOW EVERYTHING.
YOU MUST TELL ME ALL ABOUT YOURSELF.
IN EVERY DETAIL.
BUT EVER SO SLOWLY.
SO VERY SLOWLY.
SO THAT IT TAKES A VERY... VERY LONG TIME.
I DON'T KNOW WHETHER ARE MAD, OR...
DESPERATELY IN LOVE.
'TIS ALL THE SAME.
TELL ME IF YOU CAN... THAT YOU DO NOT FEEL IT?
PLEASE... YOU MOVE TOO FAST.
MY HEART... DICTATES THE PACE.
GOOD MORNING, CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE.
THANK YOU, ST. CYR.
CHAUVELIN.
THE REPORT INFORMS ME, THERE MAY BE AN ATTEMPT
TO RESCUE THE ROYAL FAMILY, PARTICULARLY, THE YOUNG
DAUPHIN, HEIR TO THE THRONE.
I SHALL SEE TO IT THAT SECURITY IS TIGHTENED AT ONCE.
AND ANOTHER THING, THERE IS ONE ENEMY OF THE REPUBLIC
IN PARTICULAR WHO CONTINUES TO ELUDE US, A MAN WE CONSIDER
MORE DANGEROUS THAN ALL THE OTHERS COMBINED, THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, CITIZEN, THE MAN HAS SPARED BARELY
A HANDFUL FROM THE GUILLOTINE, OUT OF HUNDREDS.
SURELY, WE OVERESTIMATE HIS IMPORTANCE.
ON THE CONTRARY, UNCHECKED HIS CONTINUED SUCCESS COULD
UNDERMINE THE REVOLUTION ITSELF.
UNDERMINE THE REVOLUTION?
BY RAISING THE HOPES OF THOSE WHO ARE CONSPIRING
TO OVERTHROW THE REPUBLIC AND RESTORE THE MONARCHY.
SO YOU SEE, CHAUVELIN, WHILE THIS MEDDLESOME
ENGLISHMAN REMAINS AT LARGE HE CONTINUES TO BE A MENACE.
NEEDLESS TO SAY, THE MAN WHO BRINGS HIM TO JUSTICE
WILL EARN THE GRATITUDE OF THE NATION.
NOT TO MENTION, A SEAT ON THE COMMITTEE.
HE MUST BE STOPPED, CHAUVELIN.
I SHALL SEE TO IT AT ONCE, CITIZEN.
HOW IS OUT YOUNG FRIEND, ARMAND ST. JUST, SETTLING IN?
A BIT HEADSTRONG, PERHAPS, BUT I SUSPECT HE'LL GO FAR.
HUH, HUH, HUH.
[CLOCK CHIMES]
"YOU CAN INFORM YOUR PEOPLE, THAT THE DAUPHIN IS TO BE
HELD PRISONER IN THE TEMPLE. ST. CYR."
SIR PERCY BLAKENEY, MADEMOISELLE.
PLEASE, SHOW HIM IN, ANNETTE.
UH, FORGIVE ME... IF I KEPT YOU WAITING.
YOUR NOTE DID SAY ELEVEN.
I HAD A DEVIL OF A TIME
FINDING A SUITABLE BASKET.
A SUITABLE...BASKET?
HMM.
I THOUGHT...A PICNIC.
PERCY!
PAPERS.
PAPERS..IF YOU PLEASE.
SINK ME.
SURELY YOU RECOGNIZE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ACTRESS IN FRANCE.
A MAN WOULD HAVE TO BE BLIND NOT TO RECOGNIZE
MADEMOISELLE MARGUERITE ST. JUST.
YOU THERE! MAKE WAY! LET THIS CARRIAGE PASS!
CAREFUL NOW.
UGH!
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT, NOW?
YES, INDEED, MANY THANKS.
DAMN THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL!
NOW HE'S MADE OFF WITH THE DUC DE LEON.
HE HAS PROVED MOST ELUSIVE, CITIZEN.
A MAN OF MANY DISGUISES, BUT, I NOW BELIEVE
THAT THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY TO CATCH HIM.
HOW TO YOU PROPOSE TO FIND ONE ENGLISHMAN AMONG MILLIONS.
BY SIMPLE DEDUCTION, PONCEAU. THIS PARTICULAR ENGLISHMAN CITIZEN
MANAGES TO PASS HIMSELF OFF AS A FRENCH.
IT FOLLOWS, THEREFORE, THAT HE COMES FROM THAT PRIVILEGED CLASS
BROUGHT UP BY FRENCH GOVERNESSES, TUTORED BY FRENCH INSTRUCTORS,
AND PERHAPS EVEN EDUCATED AT A FRENCH UNIVERSITY.
IN A WORD, THE MAN IS UNDOUBTEDLY AN ARISTOCRAT.
AND THAT WOULD EXPLAIN HIS SYMPATHIES, AND
NARROW THE FIELD CONSIDERABLY.
I BELIEVE THAT WE WILL SHALL FIND HIM AT THE CENTER OF SOCIAL LIFE IN LONDON,
AND THAT IS WHERE I PROPOSE WE TRACK HIM DOWN.
HE DOES HAVE A POINT, PONCEAU.
WHILE HE'S IN FRANCE, THE CUNNING FOX IS ALWAYS ON HIS GUARD,
BUT IN HIS OWN BACKYARD, UM?
WE SHALL HAVE YOU APPOINTED SPECIAL ENVOY TO THE COURT OF ST. JAMES
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. PONCEAU WILL SEE TO THE DETAILS.
I AM DEEPLY HONORED, CITIZEN.
WOULD IT NOT BE ADVISABLE IF I WERE TO HAVE THE ASSISTANCE
OF SOMEONE WHO IS ALREADY KNOWN TO THE ENGLISH?
SOMEONE, WHOM THEY TRUST.
I SUSPECT YOU ALREADY HAVE SOMEONE IN MIND.
MIGHT I SUGGEST THE MAN WHO SERVED OUR RECENTLY
DEPOSED KING AS AMBASSADOR IN LONDON FOR SO LONG?
I LIKE YOUR SENSE OF IRONY, CHAUVELIN.
BY ALL MEANS. THE COUNT DE TOURNEY WOULD BE AN IDEAL CHOICE.
SEND YOUNG ARMAND ST. JUSTE TO BRING HIM IN.
YOU MUST NOT GO, HENRI.
I ASSURE YOU, MADAME, CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE MERELY WISHES TO
CONSULT WITH YOU HUSBAND ON A MATTER OF STATE.
ROBESPIERRE? I'D SOONER TRUST A SNAKE.
YOU HAVE KNOWN ME ALL MY LIFE.
I GIVE YOU MY WORD, NO HARM WILL COME TO HIM.
WELL, THERE. YOU SEE, MAMA? YOU HAVE ARMAND'S WORD OF HONOR.
I SHALL BE BACK IN TIME FOR SUPPER.
DEATH, ROBBING MY EYES OF LIGHT,
WILL GIVE BACK TO THE SUN ITS TARNISHED BEAUTY.
[APPLAUSE, CHEERING]
PERCY?
PERCY.
'MY BELOVED, I'VE HAD TO RETURN TO ENGLAND URGENTLY.
'FORGIVE ME, I DID NOT HAVE TIME TO KISS YOU FAREWELL.
'YOUR OWN, PERCY.'
SPY?
ON MY FORMER ASSOCIATES, FRIENDS?
YOU STILL REFUSE?
MOST EMPHATICALLY.
YOU MUST BE MAD.
TAKE HIM TO THE TEMPLE.
PERHAPS SOME TIME IN PRISON WILL BRING HIM TO HIS SENSES.
ANDREW, DO YOU WANT TO DOUBLE YOUR WAGER?
ANDREW!
RIGHT!
A HUNDRED GUINEAS!
YOU'LL NEVER BEAT HIM!
WELL, HANG ON TO ME TAIL!
SEE IF YOU CAN CATCH HIM!
JUST YOU WAIT!
MY GOODNESS, THOUGH, YOU CAN DO IT.
YOU'VE BEEN A GOOD JUDGE OF HORSE FLESH.
YOU'RE DAMNED RIGHT. THAT'S A HUNDRED GUINEAS,
YOU OWE ME, OLD CHAP.
HEY, PERCY.
THERE ISN'T AN ENGLISHMAN ALIVE, WHO WOULDN'T BE PROUD
TO JOIN THE LEAGUE OF THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
THAT MAY BE, MY FRIEND, BUT THE GREATER THE NUMBER,
THE GREATER THE RISK OF BETRAYAL.
NO, NO, MY FRIENDS, IF WE ARE TO SUCCEED
WE MUST MAINTAIN OUR ANONYMITY.
MASK OUR IDENTITIES.
EVEN IF IT MEANS SUFFERING THE MOCKERY OF OTHERS,
BEING TAKEN FOR FOOLS,
FOPS,
NITWITS,
EVEN COWARDS.
UMM. THAT'S THE EASY PART. THE HARD PART IS NOT BEING ABLE
TO BOAST ABOUT OUR EXPLOITS TO THE LADIES.
[LAUGHTER]
TIMMY.
WHAT IS IT, MY DEAR FELLOW?
WELL, COME ON, OUT WITH IT.
LOUIS THE SIXTEENTH HAS BEEN EXECUTED.
THE QUEEN?
DOOMED TO FOLLOW HIM TO THE GUILLOTINE.
WHAT NEWS OF THE YOUNG DAUPHIN?
THE HEIR TO THE THRONE HAS BEEN IMPRISONED IN THE TEMPLE.
AND THERE'S MORE.
YOUR FRIEND THE COUNT DE TOURNEY HAS ALSO BEEN ARRESTED AND TAKEN TO THE TEMPLE.
HIS FAMILY?
THEY'RE STILL SAFE BY THE LAST REPORT.
THEN THERE'S NO TIME TO LOSE.
ANDREW, I WANT YOU TO SET UP A NETWORK OF COURIERS.
WE LEAVE FOR PARIS AT ONCE.
DELIVER THIS TO THE CAPTAIN OF THE REVOLUTIONARY GUARD
IN THE PLACE DE LA GREVE.
YES, SIR.
CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M BUSY?
YOU HAVE ARRESTED THE COUNT DE TOURNEY.
I HAVE.
ON THE ORDERS OF CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE.
I GAVE MY WORD OF HONOR.
MAY I REMIND YOU, THAT YOUR FIRST DUTY IS TO THE REPUBLIC
AND NOT TO THE COUNT DE TOURNEY IN THIS HOUR.
YOU MAY GO.
[DOOR CLOSES]
MY DEAR ARMAND.
SUCH SENTIMENTS, ESPECIALLY ON BEHALF OF AN ARISTOCRAT,
COULD BE EASILY MISINTERPRETED.
YOU USED ME.
YES, AND AS LONG AS YOU ARE HERE TO SERVE THE COMMITTEE
I SHALL CONTINUE TO USE YOU.
NOW, BOY, DELIVER THIS, TO THE CAPTAIN OF THE REVOLUTIONARY GUARD
IN CHARGE OF EXECUTIONS IN THE PLACE DE LA GREVE.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[DRUMS ROLL]
[DRUMS CONTINUE TO ROLL]
[GUILLOTINE FALLS]
[CROWD CHEERS]
[DEATH TO THE ARISTOS]
[LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC]
SIR!
CAPTAIN.
'MUST HAVE MORE EXECUTIONS, AND PROCEED WITH GREATER DISPATCH!'
YOU CAN TELL CITIZEN CHAUVELIN, IF HE THINKS HE CAN DO BETTER,
HE'S QUITE WELCOME TO COME AND TRY FOR HIMSELF.
MIGHT DO HIM GOOD. TO GET SOME BLOOD
ON THOSE LILY WHITE HANDS OF HIS.
AH!
IN THE NAME OF GOD, MONSIEUR, SAVE ME.
I SWEAR I'VE DONE NOTHING, NOTHING!
SAVE YOUR BREATH, MADEMOISELLE, HE'S ONE OF THEM WHO SENT YOU HERE.
[SPIT!]
MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SOUL, MONSIEUR. YOU'RE SURELY DAMNED FOR WHAT YOU DO!
[SCREAM] AHHH, AH!
WHAT IS IT? [SIGH, GASP] A DREAM.
A HIDEOUS DREAM.
[GASP] SOMEONE YOU WORK WITH?
NO, IT'S MARGUERITE.
IT WAS SHE THEY HAD TO THE GUILLOTINE.
IT WAS HER WHEN I HEARD IT FELL.
OH, GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD.
'YOU CAN INFORM YOUR PEOPLE THAT 'THE DAUPHIN IS TO BE HELD
'PRISONER IN THE TEMPLE. 'ST. CYR.'
[APPLAUSE FOR MARGUERITE]
MY DARLING!
MARGUERITE, MY DEAREST.
PAUL!
WHAT IS IT, MY DEAR. YOU LOOK AS IF YOU'D
SEEN A GHOST?
IT'S JUST YOU TOOK ME BY SURPRISE.
WHAT IS THAT YOU'RE HIDING BEHIND YOUR BACK?
I MIGHT ASK YOU THE SAME.
YOU HAVE NOT RIGHT TO PRY INTO MY PERSONAL AFFAIRS.
EVEN WHEN THOSE PERSONAL AFFAIRS SMACK OF TREASON?
TREASON?
SURELY, YOU DON'T THINK I HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH...?
PAUL...
I SWEAR I HAPPENED UPON THIS NOTE ONLY BY CHANCE.
WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TO ME WITH IT?
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
I THINK I WANTED TO BE SURE THAT IT WAS IMPORTANT ENOUGH
BEFORE I DID ANYTHING SO DRASTIC.
DRASTIC?
AS REPORT IT TO THE COMMITTEE.
[LAUGHING] MY DARLING MARGUERITE, I'M NOT THE COMMITTEE.
I'M THE MAN WHO HOPE ONE DAY TO MARRY YOU.
BUT YOU ARE AN AGENT OF THE COMMITTEE.
WOULDN'T IT BE YOUR DUTY TO REPORT IT...
MY FIRST DUTY, MY DEAREST,
IS TO YOU.
I MAY NOT ALWAYS FIND A WAY TO SHOW IT.
BUT I LOVE YOU.
WITH ALL MY HEART.
I GIVE YOU MY WORD, I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOUR CONFIDENCE.
FORGIVE ME, PAUL.
ON THE OTHER HAND
IT IS YOUR DUTY TO REPORT THIS TO ME OFFICIALLY.
AND THEN, AND ONLY THEN, I'LL TAKE THE APPROPRIATE ACTION.
BUT THAT COULD MEAN ST. CYR'S EXECUTION,
AND POSSIBLY HIS FAMILY'S AS WELL.
HE'S A TRAITOR.
AND CAN YOU THINK OF A BETTER WAY TO REPAY HIM
FOR HAVING YOUR BROTHER BEATEN?
YOU CAN'T HONESTLY BELIEVE THAT I WOULD SEND A MAN
AND HIS ENTIRE FAMILY TO THEIR DEATH OUT OF SPITE?
THEY'RE ARISTOCRATS, MY DEAR!
[WHISPERING] I COULD NEVER LIVE WITH MYSELF!
IN THAT CASE, YOU MAY HAVE ONE DAY TO ANSWER TO THE REPUBLIC.
RATHER THE REPUBLIC THAN MY CONSCIENCE.
YOU DISAPPOINT ME.
YOU'VE GONE SOFT!
IF BY THAT YOU MEAN I'M NOT BLOODTHIRSTY ENOUGH FOR THIS
REVOLUTION OF YOURS, YOU'RE RIGHT.
IT USED TO BE YOUR REVOLUTION AS WELL.
YES...
BUT IT'S TAKEN US IN DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS.
PERHAPS MY VISION WAS NEVER THE SAME AS YOURS.
I SEE NOW, WHAT BEGINS AS A DREAM CAN END AS A NIGHTMARE.
SOME CAUSES CAN BECOME WARPED, TWISTED LIKE SOME MEN.
IT'S NOT DIFFICULT TO GUESS THE REASON FOR THIS SUDDEN
CHANGE OF HEART.
I SUSPECT IT'S THE ARISTOCRATIC COMPANY
YOU'VE BEEN KEEPING OF LATE.
WHY, PAUL, I DO BELIEVE YOUR JEALOUS.
WHY SHOULD I NOT BE?
WELL, IF IT'S ANY CONSOLATION, SIR. PERCY LEFT FOR ENGLAND
A FORTNIGHT AGO.
AND THEN YOU DON'T KNOW.
KNOW WHAT?
THAT HE'S BACK.
IN PARIS?
[WITH FEELING] YOU KNOW, IT AMAZES ME
HOW A WOMAN OF YOUR TASTE AND INTELLIGENCE COULD TOLERATE
SUCH A FOOL.
AND NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME.
I HAVE SOME DUTIES TO ATTEND TO.
[OPENS DOOR]
BON-JEWER, MON-SEWER.
I SWEAR YOU BEEN TAKIN' LESSONS.
THE CRAVAT'S A PICTURE.
OH, UGH.
OH, OUTTA' MY WAY!
YOU IDIOT!
[DOOR CLOSES]
PERCY!
PERCY, PERCY!
HA, HA, HA, HA, HA.
I KNEW YOU WOULD COME BACK!
MY DARLING!
WELL, I'M GLAD YOU'RE PLEASED TO SEE ME.
IT'S MORE THAN YOU CAN SAY FOR YOUR FRIEND, CHAUVELIN.
POSITIVELY NO SENSE OF HUMOR. MUST BE HIS DIET.
OH, PLEASE, DON'T BE SO FLIPPANT, PERCY.
CHAUVELIN IS TERRIBLY JEALOUS.
HE ACTUALLY FRIGHTENS ME.
FRIGHTENS YOU, MY DEAR. NONSENSE.
I WANT YOU TO FORGET, CHAUVELIN.
FORGET EVERY MEN YOU'VE EVER KNOWN.
EXCEPT ME.
HOW EASY THAT WOULD BE.
SOMETIMES... YOU'RE SO... ELUSIVE.
ARE YOU AN ACTOR, TOO?
PLAYING OUT SOME PART IN A STRANGE CHARADE?
I'VE TOLD YOU BEFORE, MY DEAR, THE ONE THING YOU MUST NEVER DOUBT
IS MY SINCERITY.
I KNOW BEHIND THAT MASK HIDES THE TRUE PERCY BLAKENEY.
THAT'S THE MAN I YEARN TO KNOW.
AND SO YOU SHALL, MY DEAR.
ALL IN GOOD TIME.
HOW LONG IS THAT?
MARRY ME,...AND YOU HAVE THE REST OF YOUR LIFE,...TO FIND OUT.
NEVER,
AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO ME
THAT WILL MAKE ME CHANGE MY MIND.
THAT NOT TO YOU, PERHAPS, BUT I WONDER WHAT WOULD
BECOME OF ALL YOUR ARISTOCRATIC PRINCIPLES, IF YOU FAMILY WERE
LANGUISHING IN HERE, AS WELL?
YOU WOULDN'T DARE.
YOU WILL HAVE UNTIL TOMORROW TO RECONSIDER.
I INTEND TO WARN THE DE TOURNEY FAMILY AND
HELP THEM FLEE, IF NECESSARY.
NOW, LOOK HERE, MY DEAR FELLOW.
I DID NOT SAVE YOUR NECK FROM THOSE THUGS OF ST. CYR'S
MERELY TO SEE YOU LOSE YOUR HEAD AT THE GUILLOTINE.
[SIGH] WHAT?
MY MIND IS QUITE MADE UP, PERCY.
I WILL WARN THE DE TOURNEYS. THERE'S NO USE TRYING TO STOP ME.
I HAVE NO INTENTION... OF STOPPING YOU.
DO YOU SUPPOSE...THAT YOU COULD GET INTO THE TEMPLE PRISON...
AND SEE THE COUNT... TONIGHT?
UGH, WELL, I...I THINK SO. BUT TO WHAT PURPOSE?
-I...HAVE A PLAN. -OH...YOU HAVE A PLAN.
YOU, WHO ARE PRACTICALLY INCAPABLE OF ANY
THOUGHT ENTERING INTO YOU HEAD THAT IS NOT TRIVIAL.
[SIGH] OH, REALLY, PERCY.
-THIS IS SERIOUS. -SO AM I.
DEADLY SERIOUS.
WE MUST RESCUE THE DE TOURNEY FAMILY, WITHOUT RISKING YOU.
YOU CAN BE FAR MORE VALUABLE TO US IF YOU KEEP IN WITH CHAUVELIN
AND CONTINUE TO WORK WITH THE COMMITTEE.
USEFUL TO US. WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
YOU MUST SWEAR, BY ALL YOU HOLD SACRED
THAT WHAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO HEAR, YOU WILL NOT REPEAT TO ANYONE.
-REALLY, PERCY,... -NOT EVEN MARGUERITE!
YOU MUST BE QUITE MAD.
DO YOU SWEAR?
[SIGH] VERY WELL.
DO YOU RECOGNIZE THAT INSIGNIA?
LOOKS LIKE A FLOWER OF SOME SORT.
CORRECT.
IT IS A SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
[GUILLOTINE DROPS]
[CROWD CHEERS]
DEATH TO THE ARISTOS.
LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC.
OH, I AM PLEASED
TO SEE THAT YOU HAVE COME TO YOUR SENSES.
-YOU LEFT ME LITTLE CHOICE. -WELL, THAT WAS THE GENERAL IDEA.
YOU WILL LEAVE FOR LONDON AT ONCE. UNDER GUARD, OF COURSE.
ONCE THERE, YOU WILL RESIDE AT OUR FRENCH EMBASSY
SO YOU CAN INTRODUCE ME INTO ENGLISH SOCIETY.
-AND MY FAMILY? -THEY ARE TO REMAIN IN PARIS.
AH. AND SO MY FAMILY ARE NOT TO BE IN PRISON,
THEY ARE TO BE HELD HOSTAGE.
THAT IS THE GENERAL IDEA.
TAKE GOOD CARE OF OUR FRIEND.
[DRUMS AND CROWDS ARE HEARD]
-IT'S HER OWN MOTHER. -WHO�S IS IT?
-ALWAYS HE'S IN IT, THE MOTHER, RIGHT? -YEAH
ALL RIGHT. FETCH ME YOUR PAPERS.
HERE'YA. HE THINKS I'M AN ARISTOCRAT.
[LAUGHTER]
CASKS OF WINE, HERE, HAVE WE? RIGHT, I'LL HAVE A LOOK AT THOSE.
I WOULDN'T DO THAT IF I WERE YOU.
OH, MAKE MY SPOILT OUT.
NA, NA, ...SERGEANT, ...ME GRANDSON.
HERE'YA, HERE'YA.
COME HERE, SERGEANT.
HERE. A WORD IN YOUR EAR, SERGEANT.
ALL RIGHT, HE'S GOT THE PLAGUE.
PLAGUE.
I TOLD YOU, I TRIED TO WARN YOU.
GET HIM AWAY FROM HERE! TAKE HIM AWAY FROM HERE!
ALL RIGHT.
HERE, TAKE YOUR PAPERS.
ALL RIGHT YOU ARE, SERGEANT, RIGHT.
OPEN THE GATES!
PAPERS. SHOW ME YOUR PAPERS.
SERGEANT.
AN OLD WOMAN WILL PASS THIS WAY WITH A CART.
YOU ARE TO ARREST HER AT ONCE.
AN OLD WOMAN JUST PASSED THIS WAY FIVE MINUTES AGO.
YOU LET HER GO!
THAT WAS THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL!
OPEN THE GATES!
HEH, HEH, HEH, HEH.
HEH, HEH.
EVERYTHING GO AS PLANNED?
LIKE CLOCKWORK, PERCY.
GOOD. WELL, BEST BE ON YOUR WAY. IT'LL BE DARK, SOON.
MORE THAN A NIGHT'S RIDE TO THE COAST.
MADEMOISELLE.
THIS WAY, COUNTESS.
WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS OUR GRATITUDE, MONSIEUR.
IT IS THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL, NOT I, WHO DESERVES YOUR THANKS, COUNTESS.
I WAS CERTAIN THAT YOU WERE THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
I WOULD NEVER PRESUME TO FILL THOSE SHOES.
I LACK SUFFICIENT COURAGE.
I HAVE YET TO MEET A MORE COURAGEOUS CAVALIER,
OR A MORE HANDSOME ONE.
SUSAN.
IT'S DANGEROUS. WE MUST HURRY.
THANK YOU, MONSIEUR.
YOU MUST BE VERY MUCH LIKE YOUR MOTHER.
I'M AN UGLY DUCKLING BY COMPARISON.
THEY SAY SHE WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BRIDE IN FRANCE.
PERHAPS IT IS UNDERSTANDABLE AFTER ALL THAT THE BRIGHTEST,
THE MOST RADIANT OF WOMEN SHOULD MARRY AN UTTER FOOL,
WHEN ONE RECALLS, THAT HE'S ALSO SAID TO BE THE RICHEST MAN IN ENGLAND.
I THINK YOU'D BETTER LEAVE.
AS YOU CAN SEE, I AM QUITE BUSY.
I CAME TO FIND OUT WHAT YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO
ABOUT THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR.
THAT'S MY AFFAIR, NOT YOURS.
NO, IT IS MY AFFAIR.
AS CHIEF AGENT OF THE COMMITTEE OF NATIONAL SECURITY
I WANT TO KNOW IF YOU INTEND TO DO YOUR DUTY
AS A CITIZEN AND REPORT HIM.
AND IF I SAY NO?
THEN, I AM PREPARED TO DO IT FOR YOU.
YOU GAVE ME YOUR WORD.
MARGUERITE. YOU FORCE MY HAND.
YOU HAVE BETRAYED MY CONFIDENCE.
IT APPEARS THAT WE HAVE BOTH MISJUDGED ONE ANOTHER.
[UNLOCKING AND OPENING A PRISON CELL DOOR]
MR. BLAND. YOU'VE GOT VISITORS.
LET HIM REST FOR A LITTLE MORE TIME. LEAVE HIM BE.
SHUT UP, WOMAN.
THERE HE IS, BARON.
KING LOUIS' LITTLE BRAT IN THE FLESH.
HEH, HEH. WHAT'S THE MATTER?
YOUR ARISTOCRATIC SENSIBILITIES OFFENDED?
ARE THEY TREATING YOU WELL, YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS?
WELL, ENOUGH.
GET HIM UP, DUVAL. WALK HIM AROUND.
NO, THAT WON'T BE NECESSARY.
I'VE SEEN ALL I WISH TO SEE, THANK YOU.
[CELL DOOR CLOSES]
MY DEAR MARQUIS, THERE ARE GUARDS ALL OVER THE PLACE.
POSITIONED HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, AND THIS APARTMENT HERE
HOUSES THE COUPLE WHO ARE LOOKING AFTER THE DAUPHIN.
SO YOU SEE, IT WOULD BE HUMANLY IMPOSSIBLE
TO GET THE YOUNG BOY OUT OF THE PLACE.
[LOUD KNOCKING]
IN THE NAME OF THE REPUBLIC, OPEN UP.
OPEN IN THE NAME OF THE REPUBLIC
[DOOR OPENS SUDDENLY]
ARREST THEM BOTH.
WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS?
I HAVE AN ORDER FOR THE ARREST OF THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR.
ONE MOMENT CAPTAIN.
ONE MOMENT.
I THINK YOU'D BETTER HAVE A LOOK AT THIS.
A CERTIFICATE OF IMMUNITY.
YOU ARE THE BARON DE BATZ?
PRECISELY.
SIGNED, AS YOU CAN SEE, BY CITIZEN FOUQUET, HIMSELF.
RELEASE THE MAN.
I DEMAND TO KNOW THE CHARGE.
TREASON.
TREASON, WHO ACCUSES ME OF TREASON?
I WILL HAVE HIS NAME!
SEE FOR YOURSELF.
IT'S WRITTEN ON THE WARRANT.
MARGUERITE ST. JUST?
BUT I...I HARDLY KNOW THE WOMAN.
I WILL.
I PERCY, TAKE THEE, MARGUERITE, TO MY WEDDED WIFE.
I, MARGUERITE, TAKE THEE, PERCY, TO MY WEDDED HUSBAND.
WITH THIS RING, I THEE WED.
THIS GOLD AND SILVER, I THEE GIVE.
WITH MY BODY, I THEE WORSHIP.
WITH ALL MY WORLDLY GOODS, I THEE ENDOW.
IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, AND OF THE SON,
AND OF THE HOLY GHOST, AMEN.
WE'RE OFF TO LONDON IN THE MORNING.
ISN'T IT WONDERFUL?
ARMAND FOLLOWS IN A FEW DAYS
FEW DAYS?
NATURALLY, CHAUVELIN IS ANXIOUS TO ASSUME HIS NEW
POST AS SPECIAL ENVOY.
LOOK AT HER, TONY.
TELL ME IF YOU CAN, THAT I'M NOT THE MOST
FORTUNATE MAN ALIVE.
HOW THEY BUZZ ROUND HER, LIKE BEES TO HONEY.
POOR LOUISE, THINGS WERE ALL OF THAT THEN TO ENGLAND.
HUH? WELL, I HAVE ASKED HER TO COME ALONG
AND BE MY WIFE.
AND GIVE UP A PERFECTLY MARVELOUS CAREER?
DON'T YOU DARE, MY DEAR. HE'S NOT WORTH IT.
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT CITIZEN ROBESPIERRE'S
DEMAND FOR ACTION?
THE DE TOURNEYS ARE LOST TO US.
I THINK I MAY HAVE FOUND AN EXCELLENT
REPLACEMENT FOR THE COUNT DE TOURNEY.
PERHAPS, EVEN, AN IMPROVEMENT.
IN MARGUERITE ST. JUST?
IN THE WIFE OF SIR PERCY BLAKENEY, BARONET.
EVERY DOOR IN LONDON WILL BE OPEN TO HER.
EVERY CONFIDENCE SHARED. EVERY SECRET KNOWN.
SHE ISN'T AWARE OF IT YET, PONCEAU, BUT LADY BLAKENEY IS GOING
TO LEAD ME TO OUR ELUSIVE FRIEND THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
I'VE NEVER SEEN HER LOOKING HAPPIER.
AS WELL SHE MIGHT.
ON THE SAME DAY SHE MARRIES THE MAN SHE LOVES,
HAVE HER REVENGE ON THE MAN SHE HATES.
- THE MAN SHE HATES, BARON? - THE MARQUIS ST. CYR.
FOR WHAT HE DID TO HER BROTHER.
AND WHAT MANNER OF REVENGE MIGHT SHE HAVE HAD ON THE MARQUIS?
WELL, HAVING HIM ARRESTED FOR TREASON, OF COURSE.
WHAT LEADS YOU TO BELIEVE THAT MY WIFE WAS
INVOLVED IN THAT?
OH, COME, SIR PERCY, YOU NEED HAVE NO PRETENSES WITH ME.
I SAW THE WARRANT FOR HIS ARREST WITH MY OWN EYES.
PHEW! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
YOU WIFE'S NAME WAS ON IT.
FOR WHICH WE HAVE NO DOUBT ABOUT IT.
AFTER ALL, I AM A MAN OF EXTREME DISCRETION.
PERCY, DON'T...
THE MAN WILL BE GUILLOTINED FOR THIS.
MY DEAR, SIR PERCY, HAVE YOU NOT HEARD?
THE MARQUIS DE ST. CYR AND HIS ENTIRE FAMILY
WERE BEHEADED THIS VERY MORNING.
ALL OF THEM?
THE CHILDREN AS WELL?
WELL...WELL, YES.
SIR PERCY, I...I'D ACTUALLY ASSUMED THAT YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS.
WELL, I THOUGHT THAT...
EXCUSE ME.
I'M TRULY SORRY.
SHE MUST NEVER KNOW
THAT I SUSPECT ANY OF THIS.
WE ARE ABOUT TO EMBARK UPON THE MOST DANGEROUS
MISSION YET.
TO SAVE THE HEIR OF THE THRONE OF FRANCE.
FROM THIS MOMENT ON
SHE MUST NEVER BE TRUSTED.
WE CANNOT RISK BETRAYAL.
I ONLY PRAY TO GOD THAT I CAN CONCEAL FROM HER
THE HORROR I FEEL AT WHAT SHE HAS DONE.
HOPE THESE GUARDS CATCH 'EM.
THERE'S A GOOD BOY.
NOW YOU TAKE YOUR MEDICINE. SAY YOUR PRAYERS
FOR THE NICE GENTLEMEN. THEN YOU CAN GO BACK TO BED.
WHAT MANNER OF MEDICINE ARE YOU GIVING HIM?
NEVER FEAR, CITIZEN, IT'S GOOD, STRONG COGNAC.
NOW TAKE IT BOY.
YOU KNOW, IT MAKES PAPA DUVAL VERY ANGRY
IF YOU DON'T FINISH EVERY DROP.
THERE, THAT IS MORE LIKE IT!
NOW THESE GENTLEMEN WOULD LIKE TO HEAR
YOU SAY YOUR CATECHISM.
- YOUR NAME: - LOUIS CHARLES CAPET.
LET'S HEAR IT: LOUIS CHARLES CAPET.
YOUR AGE: EIGHT.
YOUR NATIONALITY: CITIZEN OF THE REPUBLIC OF FRANCE.
YOUR FATHER'S NAME: LOUIS CAPET.
HIS PROFESSION: FORMER KING, TYRANT AND DEBAUCHER.
HOW DID HE PERISH: BY THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE.
WHO WAS YOUR MOTHER: MARIE ANTOINETTE OF AUSTRIA.
HER PROFESSION: FORMER QUEEN AND WHORE.
HOW DID SHE PERISH: BY THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE.
AND WHAT DO YOU SAY TO THEIR MEMORIES:
- I SPIT UPON THEIR GRAVES. - AGAIN,
- I SPIT UPON THEIR GRAVES. - AGAIN!
THAT WILL DO.
HOWEVER, I STILL DETECT A TRACE OF DEFIANCE
IN THOSE ROYAL EYES.
KEEP AT IT, FOUQUET. HE MUST BE ALL OURS.
SINK ME, WHAT IS THE TIME?
WE SHALL BE MONSTROUS LATE AT HIS HIGHNESS'
GARDEN PARTY.
I'M AFRAID I CAN'T JOIN YOU PERCY, I MUST GET BACK
TO THE EMBASSY. CHAUVELIN IS EXPECTING ME.
- WHAT NEWS OF THE COURIER? - NONE
ODD. YOU MADE INQUIRIES?
IT'S TOO DIFFICULT. CHAUVELIN IS BECOMING
SUSPICIOUS OF EVERYONE AT THE EMBASSY, INCLUDING ME.
YOU HAVE PERFORMED AN INVALUABLE SERVICE
TO US THESE PAST FEW MONTHS, ARMAND.
WITHOUT YOU, WE WOULD NOT HAVE HAD ANY IDEA AS TO BOY'S FATE.
WHEN I THINK WHAT THEY'RE DOING TO THAT CHILD!
WHY? WHAT DO THEY HAVE TO GAIN BY IT?
TO RENDER HIM USELESS TO ANYONE WHO MIGHT TRY AND RESCUE HIM.
BUT TIME IS RUNNING OUT. WE MUST ACT SOON, OR THEY WILL SUCCEED.
HAVE YOU A PLAN?
WE WAIT ONLY FOR FIRST THE NEWS OF ANY CHANGE IN THE BOY'S ROUTINE.
THAT WILL BE OUR SIGNAL TO MOVE.
AND MOVE WE MUST.
SWIFTLY AND SURELY.
THAT IS WHY THESE COMMUNIQU�S FROM PARIS ARE SO CRUCIAL.
THE NEXT MAY BE OUR SIGNAL.
[DOOR OPENS]
AHHHHH, MY DEAR.
SHALL WE AWAY?
THE DUKE AND DUCHESS OF RADNOR.
[PEACOCK CRIES ARE HEARD]
THE DUKE OF ALBANY AND HIS DAUGHTERS.