I swear on my bed, on everything rest in my hands. For you the beast ...
Now it's all right.
It is over.
What do you want? - Please help me.
Say nothing.
I do not want to know.
That sign ...
I should not have let you in. - Please help us.
Give her back to her destiny destination. She must be sacrificed.
At least give me something to take care of her.
Have mercy.
Apply this every day to the wound.
And if you like her so much alive want to keep ...
... hide her then. Far from here.
As far as possible.
I will do that. They will never find her.
Twenty years later ...
Father... - Yes, Julie?
I want to get out of here, father. - Do not talk nonsense.
I want to go to Paris, look for my mother and sing to the opera with her.
Julie ...
You are still a child. - A child?
I love you dearly, but I am old enough to know the truth.
Truth? Your mother left. Can I help her not to hear anything?
And that she gives priority to her singing career, above her child?
By the way, who says there that she is not dead?
She is not dead, I know that.
I have lived here for twenty years dressed as a boy. Why?
You wanted to sing anyway? You know that only boys in the church are allowed to sing.
You lie.
Why are you so stubborn? Only the future counts after all?
Yes, if you know your past. And I do not know mine.
Monseigneur, I did not know that you would come.
I had not planned it either. Do not talk about it.
What is it? - Let's discuss that inside.
Where is my godchild? - She is gone.
Why are you so rushed? You scare me.
There are more and more processes because of it miss black. That causes panic.
As a result, everyone now gives everyone.
What do we have to fear?
Everything. - We do not have to blame ourselves for anything.
But Gaston, you know too much. Too much.
Why would they find Julie suddenly? - They never tried it.
Now they want her. You have to flee as quickly as possible.
I have to go again. They may at the court do not notice that I am gone.
Do what I say, that is the only chance that Julie survives.
They're looking for you, think about it.
What are you doing, gentlemen?
I have a little money, if you're out there.
Very kind.
Where is your daughter?
You have been betrayed. She lives here, dressed as a boy. Where is she?
Nice, we do not have to look far.
Flight, Julie.
Way here, Julie.
Go now, my child.
Toe, departure.
Where to? Who are these men?
I'm sorry, but I have my orders.
You are going to die.
Your turn comes. Soon.
You must die. It must.
Father, it will be fine.
Listen up. You have to leave here. It is too dangerous.
Go. D'Armagnac ...
...Knows everything. - My godfather?
Fast, away from here.
I love you, singer of me.
I love you.
<i> Your turn is coming soon. You must die. It must. </ I>
I am looking for Monsignor d'Armagnac.
He is not in his rooms. He is at the court, in the gardens of Versailles.
Monseigneur, me is a message that you were absent for some time.
What do you say, sire?
Oh well, of course ...
I was out of it to bless a new monastery.
Well done...
Do you hear that, Mme de Maintenon? Another new house of prayer.
That will please you.
They are never enough, sire.
Stop him.
M. de Florensac?
You are our eyes and ears.
What is said in our inns about ours miss out on processes against the black?
One wonders if it makes sense to to stir that mud. It was a long time ago.
The devil laughs therefore. Infants have been sacrificed.
You must act powerfully, not give harm to peace.
Serving God is serving the king, let's not forget that.
I certainly will not forget that. - You lead the police.
We count on you. Catch those monsters, even though they committed their actions for years.
We are doing our best, Madame, you believe that.
Halt, in the name of the king.
Let me go.
Let me go.
Monseigneur, it's me, Julie.
This is my goddaughter, majesty. Julie de Maupin.
You were not in your palace. They want to kill me.
Those men are chasing me.
They there?
My people, with information about those we are looking for.
That does not belong to this young lady. She was hardly born then.
Yet they want to kill me. - Julie, calm down.
My father was murdered in a cowardly manner. - Your father?
I ask you for this child to treat mildly, majesty.
Her rebellious spirit brings you maybe someone in memory.
You know her father, formerly a musician at the court. Gaston de Maupin.
He was exiled because he refused an aria that you did not like to change.
We know who he is. A lot of talent, but maybe a little too much temperament.
Do not follow him on that path. You might get lost.
Monseigneur, I want to speak to you.
Come soon to the episcopal palace.
Mademoiselle ...
I am at the head of it the police service. Perhaps ...
...can I help you. - That would be too much honor.
My father is dead. I want to avenge him. But I also want to find my mother.
That is a whole program.
But in this country every second people are killed.
The police can not possibly grab all perpetrators.
Please tell me that you can not do anything?
I have to think.
But you and I need each other definitely see again.
I prefer you to speak to me.
Have I tolerated you?
It went without saying. - Are you helping me or not?
What's wrong?
Forget my question. I'm not a slut.
I'll be fine myself here.
See you soon, Julie de Maupin.
He mentioned your name at the very last moment.
He called me his singer and said I had to leave.
Why?
I have to find a man for you.
Only you run too much danger. - I do not want to get married.
You are my godfather, and you are befriend the king. Help me.
I'm doing that right. - No.
You act like my father. You want to keep me out anywhere.
I do not want that anymore. I want to understand.
Why was he killed?
Why did he never tell you anything about my mother?
I want to know who she is, I want to find her.
Why did she leave me alone? - Because...
... some interests are bigger than you. - Which one then?
You have to forget everything that is there happened and do what I say.
Forget? It keeps me busy day and night.
I am going to the limit. I want to know the truth.
New here? Can I help you? This street is my domain.
I'll be fine. You made me to it laugh with your song. I needed that.
Then I compose a song for you. - Be careful, Gaspard is a seducer.
Do not take your chance. - So my chance, are you?
You sing well, but you think badly. You can not have everything.
You are afraid to fall in love. - I am always on my guard.
Stay that way, but make a very small one exception for me.
Well, let's be friends. I am Julie de Maupin.
What are you looking for, Julie?
A place to sleep. But do not offer me yours.
You think very badly about me.
Wait a minute, I know exactly where you have to be.
Pay in advance, at the beginning from every week.
If not, you are immediately on the street.
I pay for two weeks in advance.
That was all I had.
Go now, I just want to be alone.
Where do I have to go? Only with you the sun shines.
You'll be through the night.
Go now. We'll see each other again.
Where did you get this pot?
Have you seen something like this before? - Are you interested now?
It is the only thing that connects me with my past.
There is one woman who uses them.
An old sorceress about whom many stories do the rounds.
Can you show me where it is? - No, much too dangerous.
The forest is swarming with bandits.
But I want to take my life for you.
Just point the way, then I will go alone.
Yes, that sounds better.
Do not be embarrassed.
What are you doing over there? - What am I doing here?
I can not live without you. - My heart is not about love.
I will wait. I got all the time.
I'll love you when you're old. - I'm not getting old.
I'm going to get a horse. Can you wait a moment?
Gaspard, I have to do this alone.
Do not blame me. I bring bad luck.
I must speak to you.
My father's name was Gaston de Maupin, my mother Agnes Dormes.
They were not married when I was born. I'm looking for her.
She smeared me with ointment out of this pot. Do you remember that?
I hear a voice. To sing.
Opera.
My mother was a singer. - Agnès Dormes.
Yes, that name tells me something.
I think she sings in an inn in the city: 'Le Père Tranquille'.
Le Père Tranquille? - Yes.
But it is not her voice that I hear.
It is another.
Forget the past. Go search at the opera.
That is your destiny and your truth.
That's what my voices say to me ...
... and my voices never deceive me.
Turn around.
Do you recognize that scar?
You have to go.
I have to find my mother. Please...
I pay you, I give you what you want. You are my only hope.
I will see what I can do.
Come back with money, as much as you can find.
I will do that. Thank you.
First she is so tough, and now she comes to me crying.
Are you very angry? - No, relieved to see you again.
I need money. - I'm picking the moon from heaven for you ...
... but can not give what I do not have. - And that?
And what do I get in return?
My deep appreciation. - No, I want a kiss.
You'll get it back as soon as possible. - My kiss.
God will reward you.
Are you here?
Go away here.
You killed her because of you. - Why, because of me?
You are the devil.
Law enforcement. You are under arrest.
Look at that...
... Julie de Maupin.
I thought I would again on my path.
Let me go. You know that I did not kill that woman.
I believe you. My men have arrested the perpetrator.
Still not Gaspard? - Gaspard?
The friend with whom I was.
Oh yeah...
...the friend.
I wanted to have it just about him.
Gaspard ...
Who is he?
Your lover?
What are you doing? - I want to know everything about you.
Was he arrested?
How sweet, she vibrates completely because of her sweetheart.
Let him go, he did not do anything. - Stop talking about him.
Otherwise I'll let him pick up again.
What do you expect from me?
What do you really want?
How far are you with ...
... your investigations around death from your father? Do you make progress?
And your mother?
I would get information about that ...
... but then she was killed.
She certainly knew too much. - About what?
About a participant to the black miss ...
... who was afraid she would talk.
People are killing each other for fear of being declared.
There is no one who can help me. - Yes, me.
Exactly what I say: nobody else.
Can I go now? - Yes of course.
Just go.
We are the last wanted persons on the track.
The names are on the list. - Beautiful.
Do what needs to be done. - Understood.
That woman died because of me, whatever he claims.
Let me. Go. I told you I'm bringing bad luck?
I'm not afraid. - I do. You may not happen anything.
I want you to leave. Now.
Go, or I'll stab you. - Are you crazy?
Go away, I tell you. Get out of here.
Go away.
Go away, I tell you.
Do you know a singer? who is called Agnès Dormes?
Never heard of it. - Do you know who could tell me?
It is important. - Ask him.
He knows all the singers in the world, especially the women.
Drink.
Coming.
Can I ask you something? I'm looking for my mother, and I hear that you ...
How do you find him? He's looking for his mother, she has to feed it.
Are you talking about me? - Yes.
Or are there more people here looking for their mother?
I will not let you scoff at me. - The baby pulls his safety pin.
Do you want my pin to close your diaper to hold? With bare buttocks you can catch cold.
Do not duel, then they close my case.
Let someone stand on the lookout.
You have a nice voice. Unfortunately that he is in such an arrogant brush.
I am Séranne, milk mug, the fame of the royal opera.
The big Séranne? For real? - In person.
The great Séranne. I am in a highly personal person.
Then I let you live.
You just have to ...
... to apologize.
I apologize?
He does have a sense of humor, does not he?
He's killing him.
It's a woman.
Offer your apologies.
What for? That I like you?
Do you know me now brings on completely different thoughts?
I feel flattered that you say so.
But you do not avoid your fate ...
... if you do not apologize.
Women must fight on the battlefield of love.
One does not exclude the other.
The rest follows after your apologies.
You will receive this.
I apologize.
If you keep your promise.
You have sung with the greatest ones. Have you known one Agnès Dormes?
She once sang in the opera choir.
No, if I look at you I do not remember anything anymore.
But I believe it is time to keep your promise.
So you have remembered that. Just think about it.
She's my mother. She sang to the opera when she met my father.
Agnès Dormes, at the opera?
Wait a second.
A fanatic. She was fired in Avignon because she only wanted to perform church singing.
Where did she go?
I do not know. But she was befriend a monk.
She often came to see her. According to some, they had ...
All faint of course, of course. - That will be fine.
My savage beauty, the moment my reward is there.
Let me go to Avignon first.
Goodbye, Séranne. <i> Sans rancune. </ i>
Goodbye, my savage beauty. We see each other again.
The list is getting shorter and shorter, and that becomes known.
There is mistrust. Some are even fled to the south.
And? Are you afraid of a trip?
There is someone else who likes it:
Julie de Maupin. She goes to Avignon.
Well, we travel together.
Do not look at me like that. I have my reasons for following her.
Go now.
Let her live for the time being.
You here? Who are you playing for? Everyone is asleep. It will be so day.
I played for the past few hours to forget.
And? Sung together all night?
Who are you talking about? - The great Séranne.
Did you follow me? Go away, I said.
Yes, it's my own fault. Bad luck.
Nothing has happened with Séranne.
I'm going to Avignon. Maybe my mother is there.
I'm coming.
If you say no, I follow you in secret.
It is a beautiful route.
You can not just get rid of me.
Come here. - I'm close enough.
What is it? - I do not want to be close to the fire.
Soon you will catch cold.
I am still thirsty. I want another one jug of wine. How much do you still have?
I? I do not have anything anymore. And you?
Also nothing. You already had my money.
Quickly, eat as much as you can.
So, lovebirds, was the soup tasty?
That is three pennies, including the horse feed.
Can we also pay differently?
Ladies and gentlemen, I have a problem.
I have eaten a lot, but no money. This is my solution:
I brought my friend the lute.
I am a singer and go sing a song for you.
Ladies and gentlemen, Listen to this love song.
You give me a push. Offer your apologies.
That is an art that I do not understand.
Maybe you understand it better.
Not only are you a pummel, you love your dough also stuck like a broomstick.
I am closer, my weapons are sonnet, quatrain and alexandrine.
Get such strokes I do not go out in my verses.
There is a sword a weapon for a horse.
I said there is a sword a weapon for a horse.
The clean Artemis.
You should fight on the battlefield of love.
Which is proven everywhere can fight, troubadour.
You used your tongue. - You let him.
Klappen you.
What are you up to? Why are you constantly crossing my path?
Do not you believe in chance? - No.
You're right.
In our case you can speak better of fate.
You're beautiful, Julie. Too beautiful.
Stop.
Feel how my heart beats.
Then feel.
I have not felt that in years.
And that is only because of you. - You are ill.
One day you will be mine. Mine.
Let me go. - You have to, do you?
Let me go.
Stand up and fight.
Fight, I say. - I'm not fighting with you.
Look, I like this.
Do you have another talent than what I attribute to you?
Look ...
You can do whatever you want with me.
I am yours.
Yours.
With body and soul.
I am yours, Julie, yours.
Are you sure it's here? - I certainly do not know anything.
But even though we have twelve monasteries along to find that monk.
I know one thing: You do not have a moment's rest with you.
It is not that I am you have not warned. I'll be right back.
Why are you looking for her? - Because she's my mother.
She never said she was a mother. - I swear to you.
She left me after my birth.
God did not spare her. She suffered a lot.
Do you mean that they ... - No, she's alive.
But leave her. She has to ponder and pray to pay for her mistakes.
What kind of mistakes? I can not break the confession secret.
Then tell me where she is. - I've sworn not to say that.
She was scared, people wanted to kill her, she said.
Just like my father. I also want to kill them.
Do not be afraid. No one sees her where she is.
She can not see anyone herself. God protects her.
God protects her? So she's in a monastery? Which?
Who are you?
Does not matter. Answer her question.
Never. I promised that.
And if I kill her?
When I talk, I betray your mother.
And if I slowly kill her ...
...piece by piece?
I can do that very well, that's my job. - Please ...
Where shall I begin? Her eyes?
Then she will never recognize me later. - Do not do that.
First the left eye ...
Say nothing.
Gironne, the cloister of Gironne.
You will not enter. It is forbidden for men, you can not start anything.
You do not know me. I come in everywhere.
My dagger too, by the way.
Watch...
Away, quickly.
I interfere with him.
Hello sister, I am looking for a shelter.
Come on in.
I'm sorry I let you wait ...
... but God has just one of our sisters.
What can I do for you, my daughter?
Me here for some time. - What is your name?
Louise de Soulages.
I'm twenty. They want me marry off, but I do not want to.
A girl must obey silently and do not ask questions.
I know.
The Lord will answer your prayers and illuminate your path.
Sister Chloé, give this young hothead a novice pipe and a cell.
She stays here for a few days and will then choose: the Lord ...
... or a spouse. There is no other choice.
There is a Mass last night for the deceased sister.
Here is your novice-pipe. I'll get you later.
Meanwhile a little out.
It's me, mother.
Who are you?
It's me, Julie.
My God...
You're here to punish me.
No not at all.
I do not blame you. On the contrary...
I am so glad that we see each other again.
We are together now. Nothing can separate us anymore.
We're leaving here. - No.
They want to kill me.
Because of the devil. - The devil?
You are not safe here.
If I can come here, they can do it too.
Where do you want to go? - Outwards. They will not find you.
They will not find you because ...
... because then you are dead.
Death?
We have no right to this. God will not forgive us.
Would you rather they find you?
You can not do this either. The devil will be after us.
No, leave me here.
I will not leave you alone. We always stay together.
Come with me now.
Jump, fast.
Go ahead, then jump.
Mother...
Please, mother.
We have to leave here. Help me.
Quickly. Faster.
More water.
Punished ...
I am being punished. The devil. - It's just me: Julie.
We need to seek help.
We need to find a doctor.
How do we pay for it? - I'm going to all the inns.
It must be for the devil ... - Devil?
Louise de Soulages is not there. - How do you mean?
All her stuff is gone. She will have been frightened by the fire.
This is not Agnes.
She had not made a vow and did not wear a ring.
Who is it then?
I'll make sure you get to the stake, Louise de Soulages.
Do you open. It is an issue of life or death.
I'm sorry, but I can not do it here men inside. Continue your way.
A girl went in here with the intention to kill.
Our monastery is tonight affected by disaster.
That girl has gone away again with the one she was looking for.
Did she leave with Agnes Dormes?
Where to? - I do not know.
Where to? - I do not know.
I earn some money with singing for a doctor.
Let me go. You can do better to hide for a while.
No, I have to do this.
Are you the innkeeper? I am looking for a job.
We'll find her. People love pyres.
What is your singer's name? - Julie de Maupin.
She sings well, does not she?
Can I have an advance? For tonight and tomorrow night.
Tonight you get for tonight, tomorrow evening for tomorrow night.
Stay with me, girl. You are being searched.
How should I call you? Julie or Louise?
What can I say about that?
Do you want them to take you? I was just in town.
Your portrait hangs in the wide area.
What are you talking about? - I mean well with you.
You are the daughter of Gaston? I am Giuseppe Baldone.
Master Baldone? My father often spoke about you.
I have seen you when you were still very small.
Let's go to my house, there you are safe.
But I am not alone.
Lots of blood loss, and fever.
If the fevers do not leave her, she will certainly lose her mind.
For good.
You must save her.
Medicine can do a lot, but she has her limits.
When God calls a soul to him, science must bow.
I will be back tomorrow. - I'll just walk along.
It's enough like this. Stand up for you.
And you stop to torture that spinet.
Your mother may die, but do not you?
Get up, we're going to work.
I do not understand, what do you want to work on? - To your voice, stupid goose.
I can not afford to sing. - You can not afford.
Or you do everything I say, or I'll put you on the street.
You, your sick mother and you poet friend. All those crap are looking for you.
Would you do that? - Listen.
You thanked me and asked me why I was so hospitable.
That is out of consideration for your father, but especially because I've heard you sing.
I have never heard anyone who was so gifted.
I could be a great singer of you to make. But you have to help me with that.
I feel so powerless. - You get power from singing.
You can already do a lot, you do not have to learn much more.
I have taught great singers. You can trust me. Come.
Master Baldone is right, you know that.
Continue.
Keep sound.
Keeping sound, I tell you. Are you sometimes deaf?
I've been telling you for ten days now.
To hold.
And stop those arms.
If you do not keep your arms still, I chop them off.
Everything must come from you, as a constant explosion.
I do not want to see a gesture, I do not want to see an eyelash move.
Everything must be in your voice, only in your voice.
A full sound, give me a full sound.
Do you want to make me crazy? Then say it, because then we will stop.
Because I can no longer bear this. I'm sick of it. Enough.
What did you do there?
I do not know, I'm sorry ...
It came through the fire.
Start again.
I'm sorry, I ... - Start again. Dario ...
Continue.
Yes that is it.
Now you forget everything, your technique, your breathing ...
You thought you were through the music everything would be forgotten. But no, girl ...
Art should not be forgotten, but to remember ...
...over and over.
Come soon, your mother has recovered.
The fevers are declining, but we know not yet what kind of damage has been done.
No. People pour in our family it's in, but never forever.
I am retreating.
If you come along if necessary.
It's me, mother. Do you recognize me?
You will soon get better. It is over.
I've heard you sing. - For real?
I would have liked to ... - Rest now.
We'll talk later, we now have all the time.
I am so happy.
I'm going to sing for you now.
I want to hear what you think.
I want to thank you, if I can. But I continue to work with Master Baldone.
You're going to succeed.
I'll be yours tonight.
But now I'm going to sing for my mother. She waits.
Perfect. Continue.
Fire. Give all the sound you have. Hold on.
Very well. Perfect.
You had not yet revealed that talent to me- beard. Congratulations, ferocious beauty.
She did not have that talent yesterday.
You come at the right time. Embrace your old master.
At the right time for the one, too late for the other.
But yes, that's life.
Master, I need your help.
I have a difficult game in the royal opera.
Only I will sing beautifully ...
... but with your help divine.
Monsieur, may I ask you something?
Did you hear it? It worked. Thanks to you.
I would have liked you as a daughter. - That's me.
You have been ill for a very long time and have long been delirious.
You are still a bit confused.
I am not confused.
I never received a child.
But... - And Gaston was not your father.
That is impossible.
You rave.
I only saved your life, and I should not have done that.
That's why I'm being postponed.
That bald old woman was right: Death is on your heels.
That has always been the case.
Just like that sign on the shoulder. - Sign?
That scar? - I was hoping you were safe with Gaston.
I am so afraid. - Then what?
I made mistakes in my youth. I just wanted to sing.
I did that in those black masses of their. I knew nothing about it.
And yet...
When I saw you lying on that altar ...
... I suddenly understood.
And now they want to kill me. - Who then?
I do not understand.
Who is my real mother? Who are my parents?
There is nobody.
Only we three, beauty.
And just me, because you are both going to die.
Do I have to start with you? Too bad for my master.
Get lost here, madame, quickly.
Flight.
People, help me.
No, do not leave.
My parents, who are my parents?
Everyone has always lied to me. Why are my parents ashamed of it ...
... that they have put me on the world? - They do not deserve that you're looking for them.
You must forget and forgive.
I can not do that. I have to go back to Versailles, d'Armagnac knows everything.
You can not join me, I'm sorry.
Forget about what has been between us. It was a moment of weakness.
A moment of weakness?
Forget me, that's the best what you can do.
Good.
Are you going back to Paris? - Does that make you pleasure or sadness?
I drive with you. - What will your boyfriend say?
What does that matter? Want to work together or do you let me go alone?
You always come out surprisingly.
Take care of them and give them a drink, then you get a ducat.
I will not finish a glass of red wine, and you?
Worth... Hello, my dear.
You have a table for two exhausted travelers who honor you with a visit?
What do you say to that, good breast?
I have seen mademoiselle before. - You are not the only celebrity.
Arrest that woman. It's a criminal.
Séranne, help me. - Let go of that woman. She belongs to Me.
I am the great Séranne. About a couple days I sing for the king.
If you want to sing, you better go further.
Very good, no problem at all.
Louise de Soulages ...
... you will burn at the stake.
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