:53:07
Well, Tonya Clara, where's Maria?
:53:10
She will not come down. What? Did
you tell her the duke has arrived?
:53:13
The princess begs to inform you that
out of loyalty to her countrymen,
:53:16
she will submit to marriage
with the French duke.
:53:21
Until then she wishes to be alone.
:53:23
Stubborn child. Tell her of my displeasure.
:53:26
And don't let her out of your sight.
:53:30
Where is that Deschamps?
:53:33
How can a man forsake the honor
of his country for just a woman?
:53:36
How can he do it? How do you think
I feel waitin' to get stabbed?
:53:40
What was that?
:53:41
Quick! Put the wig on. Yeah.
:53:47
Parry, thrust, touché.
:53:51
Parry, thrust, lay there and bleed.
:53:54
Is His Grace ready to
receive the king's emissary?
:53:58
No, His Grace isn't quite ready.
:54:01
He'll require a few more moments.
:54:05
This is terrible. It's
time for the presentation.
:54:08
What'll I do, Beaucaire?
:54:11
Oh, don't look at me. You?
Do you think for one moment...
:54:15
I'd present you to the king? Yes, I do.
:54:18
That would finish us. Yes. Especially me.
:54:20
I wouldn't present you to the
lowest flea on the shaggiest mongrel.
:54:23
Deschamps! Oh, not me. I...
:54:28
Oh, am I glad to see you!
:54:30
Your Grace, thank heaven you're here.
:54:33
You must get out of those
rags immediately. Yeah, me too.
:54:36
No. He'll need the presentation suit.
:54:38
I've scoured Madrid. Not a trace of her.
:54:40
Forget her. She's just another
woman, another hank of hair,
:54:43
a smile, piece of lace, a dimple.
:54:45
Women are all alike... sensational!
:54:49
Beaucaire! Oh, he's been a trial.