Impromptu Page #4

- Whom did you come here to meet?

- No-one.

Help me off with my boots.

He should write his epitaph

because I'm going to kill him!

Your rival is imaginary!

If you're not going to help, go and find

somewhere to sleep and leave me!

Make that two epitaphs,

because I'll kill you if I find...

Oh, my God, you're hurt!

You're bleeding.

Yes.

Be a dear. Ask Ursula

if she's got something for a bandage.

Of course. Don't move.

No.

Bastard!

Oh, don't stop!

Monsieur Chopin, you were in the middle

of a miracle. I'm not quite yet cured.

How did you get in? Who are you?

I am your slave.

And you have summoned me

with your music.

Oh, yes. I think I know who you are.

I have heard you described.

Madame Sand,

rumour has it you are a woman,

and so I must ask you

to leave my private chambers.

Have I offended your modesty?

I apologise.

- Play me one more piece and I'll go.

- This is ridiculously improper!

And frightening as well.

Please leave now.

Still, I am content.

I've seen you at last.

And I am delighted to find

you're not a man at all.

You're an angel.

Hands, halo, wings...

everything.

Good night, my dream.

My poor lady, you are a wreck.

I am a resurrected wreck.

Move over.

Citizen Maurice,

the prisoner is ready for execution.

Viscount de Swamp, you are guilty

of crimes against the people of France.

To the guillotine!

To the guillotine! To the guillotine!

The king has escaped!

- Catch him!

- I will!

Tyrant! You will be brought to justice.

Long live the republic!

- The king's guard! We're surrounded.

- We'll hold the king as hostage.

We'll shoot the viscount and throw them

his body and demand their surrender.

Do we have enough ammunition

to hold them off?

- I don't think so.

- I can help you.

- My papa's got plenty of gunpowder.

- This could be very useful.

Beautiful!

Yes!

Good morning... master.

- Morning, Excellency.

- Claudette.

Ah. Velvet flowers.

Did you make these, Claudette?

I have a tiny talent

and an enormous amount of time.

But have you come to work?

I will leave you in peace.

Oh, no.

It's very bad.

No, don't!

That's really quite good.

One, two.

You're a fine shot, sir.

I can see you're not

one of those perfumed prancers in there.

- What do you say to a little hunting?

- I am standing guard on my mistress.

That one? She doesn't need your

protection, by God. Fascinating creature.

I'm sure she'd rather

come hunting with us

than sit around arranging her flounces.

"One warm word from you and I live.

One brutal word and I die."

"It doesn't matter,

for I am not afraid of death any more."

"I have already visited the beyond

in your music."

- Will you take it to him?

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