:59:05
These things are for finding microbes.
:59:10
Is it raining in here?
:59:27
I'm so sorry, Your Grace.
It's nothing at all.
:59:30
Your coiffeur. Come on!
:59:33
I can't see a thing. Do the best
you can. You've got to use them.
:59:38
Is that what they sent us?
:59:42
Yes, Your Majesty.
:59:44
Be more aloof.
:59:47
Bored.
:59:52
Disdainful.
:59:55
Little more right nostril.
:59:58
Lorgnette.
1:00:15
Very amusing, my dear Deschamps.
1:00:18
Thank you, Your Honor...
I mean... Your Majesty.
1:00:21
Don Francisco has already warned
me of your whimsical proclivities.
1:00:25
My whimsical proclivities are nothing much.
1:00:28
They can't compare with
my ludicrous ineptitudes.
1:00:32
So... this is the fabulous Duke Deschamps,
1:00:38
the man whose cold steel and warm heart...
1:00:41
have captivated the continent.
1:00:43
Too true. Too, too true.
1:00:47
Your prowess with the sword. A
thousand men killed. How do you do it?
1:00:51
It's nothing, just a flick of the
wrist. En garde, parry, thrust.
1:00:56
Two dozen roses to the widow.
1:00:59
And...