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:16:02
Your Majesty was invited here
to enjoy yourself.

:16:07
Not for business...
:16:13
Your Highness?
Are the musicians ready?

:16:15
Yes, my Prince. The King didn't utter
asingle word to me during Council.

:16:19
-Kept muttering to Lauzun.
-Which one is the King?

:16:22
You killed my only son.
You bastard!

:16:24
He died working in
the machines at Versailles.

:16:26
So the King
could have fountains!

:16:31
-Take you hands of me!
-Have you no control of your people?

:16:35
His Majesty wants her flogged,
and at once.

:16:37
See to it, Master Steward.
:16:39
I'm not your master
of flogging mad women.

:16:42
A hundred lashes.
:16:45
You know what 's at stake.
Don't weaken!

:16:50
Murderer! Assassin!
:16:53
My son! My son!
:17:02
Monsieur Vatel!
:17:07
I'm short of a page
at my household in Saint Cloud.

:17:10
And you have a boy
who might do, apparently.

:17:13
Send him to my apartment
and I'll have a look at him.

:17:17
Come, Lauzun,
we have been promised music.

:17:20
Music is my weakness.
:17:52
The mad woman has been
flogged, Your Majesty.

:17:56
I ask your pardon.
:17:57
Mad woman?
Don't concern yourself, Prince.


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