Joan of Arc Page #4

Everything was moving so fast.

So fast.

The wind, the clouds...

I couldn't move.

I couldn't breathe.

I was so frightened.

He was...

...so...

...here.

Then I knew that God had chosen me.

But I did not understand what He

wanted me to do. What was my mission?

What could I do to help my country?

But how? I was nothing.

I was just a poor girl.

I did not know anything

about making war or riding.

So I decided to wait...

...and not speak of it to anybody.

You did well. You did well.

I didn't wait long.

I was going to Mass...

...like I do every day...

...when the same...

...strange...

...wind...

Everything was made clear.

God had given me a message.

A message to deliver.

What was the message?

He said...

...that I must save France

from her enemies...

...and bring her back

into the hands of God.

And He told me that I...

...Jeanne...

...will lead you

to the altar at Reims...

...where you will be crowned...

...the king...

...of France.

- Sire, are you...?

- Fine. I'm fine.

This is, in fact, Jean D'Aulon,

my loyal friend and finest archer.

Jean, I put her in your care.

Find her suitable lodgings

here in the castle...

...and guard her with your life.

Sire, I won't need lodging

if we're to march on Orlans.

Orlans has held out for six months.

A few days more won't make

much difference. Take some rest.

Put the bags here.

Please accept my apologies for me

pretending to be the, you know...

Could I have some water?

Water...

Yes, of course.

Would you get some water?

- Anything else?

- A priest.

Now?

Yes. I didn't confess today.

Right.

Raymond, a priest.

- Anything else?

- I shall also need a new warhorse...

...a sword, armour...

...and an artist to make

a banner for me.

Now?

Better today than tomorrow.

This might take a little time...

...but let me see what I can do.

I shall also need someone

who can read and write.

I studied at the University of Paris

until the English invaded.

- I thought you were an archer.

- Yes, I am.

I'm an archer who can read and write.

Who do you want to write to?

The king of England.

I want to give him the chance

to leave in peace...

...before I get to Orlans.

The archbishop and I have begun

negotiations with the Burgundians.

If we bring them to our side...

Negotiate, by all means,

but from a position of strength.

If the English take Orlans,

there'll be nothing left to negotiate.

My lady, it will be

the height of folly...

...to let this child lead our army

in the king's name...

...without verifying her true motives.

My lord Trmoille is right.

We must be absolutely certain that

she's not an instrument of the devil.

How can anyone be absolutely

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