Joan of Arc Page #2

What have I got to lose?

The other half.

You mustn't see her, Your Majesty.

She may be an instrument of the Devil.

Well, I think you should.

Here's an amusing situation.

I'd love to know why

my mother-in-law thinks one thing...

...and my two most loyal

and trusted advisers...

...think precisely the opposite.

Because I care about you.

Come here.

Your happiness has always

been my first concern, Charles.

Ever since you were a boy.

I know you better

than your own mother.

You think so?

Yes.

I know, for example, the sickness

that plagues your heart.

I know how painful it is for you

to have loved a father...

...without ever knowing

if he was really yours.

Do I know you enough?

What has that got to do

with this maiden?

Who better than a messenger from God

to give answers to your questions?

You think she was sent from God?

You're a fine judge of character.

It will take you five minutes

to know if she's a fake.

But if she's not...

...then she will give you

your answers...

...and place the crown on your head.

With respect to my lady, it will

take more than a peasant girl...

I'm not interested in what you think,

or even what I think.

What simple people think matters.

And simple people up

and down this country...

...are already talking about her.

You know what simple people are like.

Always ready to believe

any old prophecy.

Like this one.

About a virgin from Lorraine...

...saving France.

And now...

...this girl comes along...

...from Lorraine...

...and suddenly there's a spark of hope

in their simple minds.

You shouldn't disappoint them, Charles.

If they believe in her...

...if she can put back

the fire in our army...

...then I believe in her too.

Stop it, Louis! Stop!

Louis, be quiet for once.

- She's coming, Your Majesty.

- All right. Calm yourself.

I urge you not to see this woman.

It reeks of a Burgundian trap.

My astrologers assure me that

the timing is propitious.

Leo with Virgo rising.

Have you never noticed

on the astrological chart...

...that the virgin is next to the lion?

Supposing she's an assassin?

My dear Trmoille,

I'm not even king yet.

Who would want to assassinate me?

She's arrived.

She's in the guards' room.

Fine.

I suppose I shall have

to make a decision.

Why is life so complicated?

Sometimes I really wish

I could be someone else.

That's a good idea, sire.

What do you mean?

Let someone else pretend to be you.

And see if she can find me.

A brilliant idea.

If she's been sent by God,

she'll discover the trap.

If she's an assassin,

she'll kill the wrong man.

Please. Please!

We're going to play a little game.

Now, let us pretend

that my throne is empty.

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