Captain Blood (Le Capitan)

The year 1616.

Six years after the murder of Henry IV, his son, Louis XIII, is 15 years old.

Mother -Queen Marie de Medici, who rules in the meantime, honored her

protégé Concini by making him Marshal d'Ancre and prime minister.

The ambitious Léonore Galigaï, Concini's wife, wants to keep Louis XIII from power.

With the help of Mother -Queen she wants to have her husband crowned king.

The nobles rebelled against these plans.

They want stability by placing Carol of Angoulême on the throne.

To maintain his power, Concini uses the most monstrous means.

Rinaldo, his right-hand man, mercilessly kills every rebel.

- Be brave, Teynac! I stand by you. - Thank you.

Murderer, you will pay for this! I avenge the murder of my friend Teynac.

I will find you.

Let's go.

Kill him, the rest on the horse.

Lean on me, put your arm on my shoulder.

- Thank you, who are you? - Get some rest.

But who are you?

If you want to heal, you must remain still.

- Stay with me. - I am here.

Sleep...

- What are you doing here? - I have been taking care of you for a few days now.

Who are you?

I am Beatrice of Beaufort, niece of your friend, the Marquis of Teynac.

Where is the beautiful brunette who took care of me?

Which brunette?

I remember... He is portrayed as someone who tried to kill me.

You must relax, otherwise your wound will open again. You need rest.

Believe me, I condemn the thefts of which many of you are victims.

Governor, you must no longer allow robbers to invade our province.

After Count Pourtel and the Marquis of Teynac, his family was also murdered.

- We must get weapons. - I cannot give you permission.

- Who gives these orders? - Marshal d'Ancre.

The favorite of Mother-Queen, Concino Concini...

- He is the only one who can decide about this. - He does not know what is happening.

- I will make it clear to him. - Do you think you can do it better than me?

I will go to the Louvre if the council authorizes me to hand the complaints to the prime minister.

Of course.

Concini is a lackey of the government, he will do nothing for us.

- Then I will go to the king. - Our king is too young, barely 15.

The Parliament declared him an adult. The regency is over. He can help us.

On behalf of everyone

I thank knight François de Capestang for accepting the mission.

As governor of Provence, I can give you a mandate to see the prime minister.

When you are in Paris, you do what you want.

Come closer, ladies and gentlemen! Come see the magnificent Cogolin!

Cheer for the most beautiful performance of the century.

Come closer, beautiful ladies, and you, children...

Come to the most mysterious and magical show on earth.

Come have fun with Master Cogolin...

- Can you watch my horse? - King of troubadours!

What is it? Are you making fun of me?

You do not believe in my powers?

He challenges me!

Yes, of course, now you beg for forgiveness.

If kisses could make a mistake right, it would be easy.

I do not want you to doubt my powers. I will prove it again.

Miss, choose a card. Any one.

That one... Okay. Do not show me.

Put it back, thank you. I shuffle the cards.

I shuffle the cards. Now it is my turn to guess the card.

Let me think...

Could it be this one?

I do not think so. Maybe this one?

I do not think so either! Maybe this one?

Queen of spades.

I am the troubadour.

Welcome, dear lovebirds, in my garden!

May you always be happy!

You have seen nothing yet. If it were up to my king

I would have been Minister of Finance, then I could have taken your money.

What I take, I give back; I am not a

politician but a poet, I choose honesty.

I have nothing, I want nothing! And if I hold out my hand,

I do it only to bring happiness to the good.

I am the troubadour!

Yes, of course, now you only want to salute.

There he is, chase him.

- What is happening here? - Get down!

- The dancing time is over. - Come on, move along!

It is your turn to give money, hand everything over.

But, noble gentlemen...

No complaining, give the money or we will kill you.

Hold him upside down. Maybe he has money in his pockets.

- I am choking. - Lift him up.

- No, careful. - You said you had nothing more?

Do you know what we do with liars? We cut off their tongues.

Have mercy, do not cut off my tongue. That is my way of life.

- Murderers! - Take off his boots!

He has new boots.

If you move your foot, we will cut off your leg.

I am not moving my foot, I have blisters.

Then pull!

- You two, to the wagon. - We are already on our way.

Are you leaving me naked? That is not pleasant.

- The nights are cold here. - It will be fine.

With wolves and night hawks here you have no time to chase birds away.

- Let's go! - Do not leave me like this, have mercy...

We are not in a good position.

You can be proud now. As a watchdog, you're better at it.

Are you done crying? Do you think you're cheering me up...

Help!

- At last... - You have a beautiful voice.

- What happened? - They took everything.

In this weather, it got cold. Wolves also roam here.

May I ask whom I owe my life to?

I am Sir Franciscus van Tremasenc of Capestang.

My name is simpler: Cogolin.

On your horse, poet.

In this weather... it's kind of you to help me.

I remember that you gave me back the stolen money.

I know. Aren't you afraid of being seen with me?

Easy... Easy...

The Golden Apple.

Clothes are not everything, but whoever dresses well gets respect.

Here is your wine, gentlemen.

Thank you. Did you hear that? "My good sirs"...

I became irresistible, all thanks to you.

I do not know how to thank you. If I were not a poet,

I want to serve you, driven by gratitude, but the muse forbids it, right?

Your conscience makes you honest.

But the muse? Would she allow you to accompany a knight?

Yes, to sing about his romances.

- Romances? I dream of only one. - All the better, then I have less work.

But it is...

- Are you feeling unwell? - It's her.

Your great love? Should I already start writing?

- I am dreaming. - It is certainly not a nightmare.

- I knew I was not dreaming. - Sir, please, what is this?

You saved my life in Teynac and shot the culprit.

Do you think such a method suits a gentleman?

- Who is this lady? - I do not know, master.

You know her, don't you?

In my job, you pretend to know someone even if you do not know them. Then they feel flattered.

- What is her name? - Master, I cannot remember names.

You need imagination to seduce women, but I never thought of something like that.

That story is true. Take the money and treat them. Including the servants

of the young lady and let them talk. I want her name, at any cost.

Long live the new wine.

- Why did he leave you alone? - Because he has two faults.

- He does not drink and is suspicious. - Why?

- That is normal with his task. - What task?

No idea, I must keep silent about it.

- Do you know why he is going to the Louvre? - To the Louvre?

Yes, I do not care what he talks about with Marshal d'Ancre.

- He is talking to Concini? - Do not put words in my mouth.

And if you try to get me drunk to make me talk...

You will not manage it. I have to get up early. I am going to bed. Good night.

- You're a wreck. - How so?

Did they talk?

Now that I think about it, the new wine loosens many tongues.

It seems that yours is truly loosened. Did they say anything to you?

They taught me a song I did not know. Long live wine.

- Upstairs. - Long live the new wine.

Cogolin, quickly, her carriage is leaving. Let's jump on the horses.

- Faster, faster! - I am doing my best.

Look, there is the coach...

- I will go first, you follow. Hurry. - I will try.

Love gives wings, but I am not in love. I'd rather not break any legs.

The day is off to a good start.

I have to choose: hero or poet. You cannot be both.

- Are you only here now? - The poor animal is limping.

- How did that happen? - You probably chose badly.

Let me see the leg. Look, a stone is stuck in its hoof. You idiot.

- I am not a horse doctor. - Hurry up.

Do you really think you will catch her before she is in Paris?

On the horse, hurry.

So Marshal d'Ancre finally agreed to receive you.

- You have been waiting for eight days. - Wait here for me.

- It will not take long. - Do you really think so?

Why not?

Why did Concini not receive you at the Louvre when you were presented?

Why did he call you to his house?

Why does everyone say it is easier to get in than out?

What are you afraid of? I am the one going in.

- Sir? - Marshal d'Ancre is waiting for me.

I am very pleased with you, Miss de Beaufort.

You brought me interesting news. I will sign the pardon for your father tomorrow.

- Marshal, you had promised me... - I promised to grant him clemency.

His freedom depends only on you.

Bring me one more piece of important information like that, and I will get your father out of the Bastille.

Speak to the maître d'hôtel upstairs.

I want to speak with Marshal d'Ancre. I am the Knight of Capestang.

Very well, sir.

- Do you understand my instructions? - Yes, Marshal.

Knight of Capestang, sir!

He is already here, let him in. Are you informing Rinaldo?

- I will call you. - Very well, sir.

If he is looking for trouble, he will find it.

On behalf of my provincial council, I thank you for the reception.

Please, sit down.

Knight, you came a long way to tell me what I already know.

Should you not take exceptional measures, Marshal?

These gangs rob and roam through the provinces.

They even dared to attack a carriage carrying girls near Paris.

Knight, I am aware.

A vagrant got involved in a matter that was none of his business.

He let an accomplice, Giselle van Angoulême, escape.

He committed high treason, which makes him deserve death.

Luckily for you, we caught your accomplice as he was leaving the woods.