The Rose of Versailles

Episode 41: The Rose of Versailles and the Women 

translated by Francia at ladyoscar@berusaiyunobara.org

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This episode is a recap of the series.
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PAINTER[VOICE]
I've finished!

JARJAYES[VOICE]
Oh! This is the costume of the mythological war god Marso.

NARRATOR
Oscar Fran�ois de Jarjayes. She, who was the youngest daughter of a King's 
general, will have to live as a man, and at the same time, as a beautiful rose.
At the age of 14, due to her trusted military talent, was named captain of 
Marie Antoinette's royal guard.  Versailles, late in XVIII century, here where 
born and died beautiful and passionate feminine dramas like the one of Oscar 
Fran�ois. 

LOUIS XV
Du Barry, You have been with me until the end, but I can't resist any more.

DU BARRY
How dejected you are, my sir. The previous king, Luis XIV "The Great" lived 
until 77 years. His majesty is only 64 years old. Please, cheer up! Yes his 
majesty, you are the sun to me! The sun that shines soft and proudly.

NARRATOR
Suddenly, Luis XV deceased. The power of Madame Du Barry, the king's lover, 
crumbled down.  In replace of Luis XV, Marie Antoinette's husband assumed as 
king.

ANTONIETTE 
Who is that lady?

WOMAN
That's Madame Yolanda de Polignac.

ANTONIETTE 
Madame Polignac... looks sweet as an angel, and she makes me remember the 
refreshing shade of a tree. I want to be her friend.

POLIGNAC 
Your highness, it is an honor for me.

NARRATOR
Madame Polignac, she also changed her angelic appearance to a demoniacal for 
the power, after conquering Marie Antonieta's heart. Her daughter, Charlotte, 
was victim of her mother's greed.

POLIGNAC
Come on, salute, Charlotte! He is Orlando, prince of Guise. He will be your 
husband.

PRINCE DE GUISE
Your mother wishes our wedding. Come on! I will buy you anything, come on!

CHARLOTTE
Ha, ha, ha...!
I don't want to get married.

NARRATOR
Charlotte had a sister, which as her, was victim of her mother, Madame Polignac.She was abandoned and was raised by another woman. Anyway, she was strong in 
spite that the ironic destiny made that her blood mother killed the mother that raised her.

ROSALIE
Madame Polignac...

POLIGNAC
So many time...Lady Rosalie. Today I have come too see you as your mother.

ROSALIE
Stop it! I don't consider you as my mother.

POLIGNAC
You still hate me...

ROSALIE
Right in this moment I have almost forgot the hate that I feel for you. 
Understand, please, that this means to forget that was you who gave birth to me.
So I beg you to never appear in front of me again.

NARRATOR
Rosalie had an older sister, but without sanguineous relationship, her name was Jeanne. She desired the wonderful nobility life. She was wicked and she 
attained to commit one of the most famous crimes of French history, which was 
known as "The Necklace Case"

JEANNE
We did it, Nicolas! With all this diamonds we will be able to live having fun 
forever.

NARRATOR
However, Jeanne's ambition had an unexpected end just as Madame du Barry.

JEANNE
Forgive me, Nicolas, Forgive me! I didn't want to go alone.

NARRATOR
Versailles was fed of love, dreams, sadness and hate from different women. 
Marie Antoinette and Oscar Fran�ois, just as others did, lived here, loved, and withered passionately. Marie Antoinette, arrived from Austria due to a
political wedding, met a young noble from Sweden, Fersen. They got to deeply 
love each other.

ANTONIETTE
Why is dawn so early? I have to go.

FERSEN
Please, don't cry. If I see your tears now... I will have to roam in hell until we met again...
Please, smile with the spring breeze, just as you always do.

NARRATOR
Oscar felt a vague love to Fersen. And Andre felt love for Oscar in his heart 
too.

ANDRE
Now, all Paris is talking about that rumor. Marie Antoinette queen with the 
young Swedish noble. The immoral love that every night burns in Versailles.
The rumor calls another, it's exaggerated and then it propagates. I had never 
seen Count Fersen as today. It looked like he felt sadness as he did anything. 
But still like that, he cannot be without doing something. Why do they fall in 
such painful love? What do they suffer for? If they love each other. Love that 
cannot be declared... exists so much in this world...

ANTONIETTE
I can only trust in you. Would you do me a favor, wont you? You are the only 
one that can keep a secret of mine.

OSCAR
Rise your head, your highness. There is no reason to refuse to your orders.

ANTONIETTE
Tonight, I cannot go. I had forgotten that his majesty has a visit and I have 
to accompany them all night long playing cards. Tell in my name, to Count 
Fersen, that I'm sorry from deep within my heart.

OSCAR
Your highness, excuse me, but, had you forgot your position as supreme and 
mother of the French nation? To ask a favor to someone like me, didn't showed 
your face... as if you had been a criminal...  I understand perfectly the 
anguish you feel. However, your majesty, you have your position. Oscar. What do you say to those who love themselves?

WOMAN 1
Look Madame, Do you know who she is? It looks like a Greek sculpture!

WOMAN 2
They say she is a stranger countess. It is also said that, as she has an 
important position, she hides her true identity.

NARRATOR
The ball was a moment of happiness and sadness at the same time. Oscar left her
love hidden in its dress and danced with Fersen without noticing it.

FERSEN
I know someone that looks just like you. She is very beautiful. It has blond 
hair too, so affable, cultured and she could risk her life for her ideals. My 
best and most beautiful friend. It is possible that it could be you.

OSCAR
Fersen's arms hugged me, his eye covered me and his lips talked about me. I can forget, with this I can forget...

ANTONIETTE
What did you say now, Oscar?

OSCAR
I want you to relieve me from the charge of Captain of the Royal Guard.
Please your highness. Give me your order.

ANTONIETTE
What is happening to you? Tell me, Oscar!

OSCAR
As it's not the royal guard, I will go to any troop. Whether it is the frontier garrison, or the navy. Please, my queen.

ANTONIETTE
Oscar, tell me the reason... the reason...

OSCAR
Excuse me your highness. No matter how hard it is; I cannot say it.
However, the loyalty to you, your highness, will never change, that is 
something I can swear.

ANTONIETTE
Oscar, you leave me no choice... Well, I will think about it.

OSCAR
Thank you my queen. I, Oscar, give you all my gratitude.

OSCAR
Hooo! Hooo!

ANDRE
Why Oscar? Why are you leaving the royal guard? Why cannot you resist the 
sadness of not having Fersen, or you want to distance yourself from queen Marie
Antoinette, which is in love with him? If I could run away, just with trying, I would have done it, Oscar; a long time ago.

NARRATOR
Bakers where assaulted, lenders where attacked, the decaying noble government, 
and the high taxes had Paris in chaos. This, with no doubt, was a symptom of 
the new era.

SOLDIER
I say to the plebeian delegates! If the takeover of the conference room 
continues, you will be considered rebels disobeying his majesty. And us, the 
royal guards, will have to use the force! Prepare to attack!

OSCAR
Retreat, retreat, retreat!
Gerodelle, do you have the courage to receive my sword? And the royal guards, 
do you have the courage to shoot me? Come on! Shoot! If you try to use your 
weapons against the unarmed delegates, you will have to first go over me.

JARJAYES
I cannot misestimate what you have done this time. If you want to say 
something, I will listen to you. Even if you are a rebel, you are still my 
daughter.

OSCAR
Right now, the citizen's legitimate complaint it's about to be trampled over by 
violence.  If sacrificing my life, this will be listened by his highness the 
king, gladly I would give it. However, it won't be like that. So, I cannot die 
now.

JARJAYES
Oh! Forget it, Oscar. The Jarjayes tradition is to serve to the king until the 
end, no matter what happens. haven't anything to do if I have a rebel in my 
family.

ANDRE
Sir!

JARJAYES
What?

ANDRE
Stop, please!

JARJAYES
Hey! Let go, let go, Andre!

ANDRE
I won't let you go! I will never do it if you try to kill Lady Oscar.

JARJAYES
Together with Oscar?

ANDRE
Yes.

JARJAYES
Is that what you feel?

ANDRE
Yes.

JARJAYES
Idiot! You think you can exceed the difference between a noble and a plebeian?

ANDRE
I ask you, What is rank? What is to be a plebeian?
People are equal. I, even if being a plebeian, don't have any reason to be 
ashamed of loving Lady Oscar.

NARRATOR
Maybe she predicted the farewell with her father... Oscar wanted to have a 
portrait taken. But for Andre, that portrait was only a sadness symbol.
His eyes where about to miss their light, due to his old wound.

ANDRE
A white rose, no, two, no, the field it's full of them. Which forest shall be? 
I see! It is near the Aras spring that we went before. What a wonderful 
picture! It has expressed even your sweetness, proud and happiness. Everything 
about you.  I will never forget your beauty, which is in this picture.

OSCAR
Thank you Andre, Thank you.

SOLDIER
Fire! Fire! Fire!

NARRATOR
July 13 of 1789, finally began, by the shot of a soldier, the fight for the 
French Revolution that washes blood with blood. In the disturbance moment, 
Oscar's troop was also ordered to leave.

OSCAR
I cannot take you on the way out to Paris by the morning. I will leave you with the maid and return alone to the lodging.

ANDRE
I will go, Oscar. I will always be by your side.

OSCAR
Andre, even knowing that you loved me, I fell in love with Fersen. Will you 
still love me?

ANDRE
Always, as long as I live.

OSCAR
Oh! Andre, I love you with all my heart.

ANDRE
I knew it a long time ago. No, before being born.

OSCAR
Andre Grandie, as long as you are with me, I can live, I want to live!

NANNY
Sir, I have a letter for you. Lady Oscar asked me to give it to you.

JARJAYES
Would you read it to me?

NANNY
Yes.

JARJAYES
What happens? Read it.

NANNY
Well, this is probably...

JARJAYES
What?

NANNY
I really thank you for loving and giving so much to a daughter like me.

JARJAYES
Oscar, this looks like a real farewell. I don't forgive you; I don't forgive 
you, Oscar!

NARRATOR
Oscar left her nobility by her ideals.

OSCAR
Retreat, retreat, retreat!

NARRATOR
Oscar and Andre rushed with the people for the revolution. And both knew that 
there wasn't a way back...

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