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The Duke of Reichstadt v1
By
Dean Drinkel and Romain Collier
Original screenplay based on the life of Napoleon’s son
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FADE IN:
1 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, COURTYARD - NIGHT
Several black-clad ATTENDANTS RUSH through the courtyard.
They hold BURNING torches. It is SNOWING.
O/S A wooden staff is being BASHED on the ground.
2 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, FRENCH GARDEN - NIGHT
The Attendants enter the garden. They approach a MAZE.
FRANZ (V.O.)
To be, or not to be: that is the
question; Whether ’tis nobler in
the mind to suffer the slings and
arrows of outrageous fortune, or
to take arms against a sea of
troubles, And by opposing end
them?
They enter the Maze.
3 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, MAZE - NIGHT
As the Attendants RUN through the Maze various CLOWNS,
CIRCUS FOLK, FIRE-EATERS RUSH past them.
FRANZ (V.O.)
To die: to sleep; No more; and by
a sleep to say we end the
heart-ache and the thousand
natural shocks that flesh is heir
to, ’tis a consummation devoutly
to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
to sleep: perchance to dream: ay,
there’s the rub;
The snow begins to fall HEAVILY.
4 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, MAZE - NIGHT
The Attendants reach the centre of the maze. They bow and
stand in a box formation, facing each other. Lamps hang on
stakes nearby.
FRANZ (V.O.)
For in that sleep of death what
dreams may come when we have
shuffled off this mortal coil,
must give us pause: there’s the
respect that makes calamity of so
long life;
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The Attendants hold the torches above their heads.
5 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, MAZE - NIGHT
The lamps are LIT, illuminating a small stage. Standing
there is FRANZ. He wears a black costume; his face covered
by a white skull-mask. Slowly, he removes the mask. He is
pale, sweating. His hand shakes. He walks to the front of
the stage. He looks out and frowns.
6 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, MAZE - NIGHT
The audience of ROYAL FAMILY MEMBERS, DIGNITARIES and HIGH
SOCIETY watch on - including: EMPEROR FRANCIS II, EMPRESS
KAROLINE, ARCHDUCHESS SOPHIE, COUNT DIETRICHSTEIN,
CHANCELLOR METTERNICH, MAURICE ESTERHAZY, LORD and LADY
COWLEY. All dressed as if attending a MASQUERADE.
FRANZ
(walking to the left side of
the stage)
The undiscover’d country from
whose bourn no traveller returns,
puzzles the will and makes us
rather bear those ills we have
than fly to others that we know
not of?
He walks to the right side of the stage.
7 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, MAZE - NIGHT
Franz stops, there in the distance, watching him is
NAPOLEON.
FRANZ
Thu...thus conscience does make
cowards of us all; and thus the
native hue of resolution is
sicklied o’er with the pale cast
of thought.
(he steps down off the
stage)
And enterprises of great pith and
moment with this regard their
currents turn awry, and lose the
name of action. Soft you now!
Franz falls to his knees.
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8 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, MAZE - NIGHT
The Royal Family, Dignitaries etc begin to APPLAUD. Franz
raises his head, he LAUGHS MANICALLY; tears fall. Napoleon
turns and walks away, heading back into the maze.
9 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Franz RUSHES through the doors, totally EXHAUSTED. He
looks around at the various Dignitaries.
A STRING QUARTET is PLAYING JOHANN STRAUSS: THE EMPEROR
WALTZ.
Several VALETS give out canapés, champagne to the Guests.
FRANZ
(whispering)
Father? I saw you...
NAPOLEON (O/S)
My hour is almost come. When I to
sulph’rous and tormenting
flames...
FRANZ
(whispering)
Father, show yourself, I beg
thee.
NAPOLEON (O/S)
Pity me not, but lend thy serious
hearing to what I shall unfold.
FRANZ
(whispering)
Where are you?
NAPOLEON (O/S)
I am thy father’s spirit, Doom’d
for a certain time to walk the
night...
FRANZ
(whispering)
Please, if it is truly you:
reveal yourself to me.
Franz RUSHES through the Dignitaries, they stare on
confused.
NAPOLEON (O/S)
Do not forget. This visitation is
but to whet thy almost blunted
purpose.
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FRANZ
(whispering)
I don’t...I don’t
understand...father?!
A hand REACHES for Franz, touches his shoulder.
10 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Franz spins around.
ESTERHAZY (O/S)
Father? What are you talking
about?
FRANZ
(confused)
Esterhazy? Maurice, my apologies.
I thought you...
Franz takes out a handkerchief, wipes his face.
ESTERHAZY
Your performance outside
was...mesmerising.
FRANZ
(distracted)
Thank you...listen...did you see
someone...
ESTERHAZY
I think you were insane to
attempt such a speech
however...we all know how unwell
you have been. I can’t believe
you’re even up and about. Come,
let’s walk back to your
apartments.
FRANZ
(distracted)
Not yet. I need to talk to you
about something...someone in the
maze...now here...it wasn’t my
imagination, I know it wasn’t...
NAPOLEON (O/S)
So art thou to revenge, when thou
shalt hear.
FRANZ
Did you hear that? Did you hear
him?
Franz RUSHES away, Esterhazy watches on CONFUSED.
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11 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Franz PUSHES his way to the middle of the Gallery.
FRANZ
There! There you are!
MAJOR ANTON PROKESCH BLOCKS his way. He is joined by
Sophie.
PROKESCH
Indeed, here I am! My apologies I
missed the earlier festivities,
the Archduchess was...
FRANZ
(confused)
Never around when you’re needed
and when you’re not...
SOPHIE
Don’t be so rude! Major Prokesch
has only just returned to Vienna.
PROKESCH
(holding out his hand)
It is good to see you, Franz. I
bring news from...
Franz stares past Prokesch as he SCANS the crowd.
FRANZ
You’ve forgotten court etiquette
already Major? You should address
me as Your Highness at the very
least...am I not a Duke? Am I not
a Prince?
SOPHIE
For goodness sake...the Major is
your friend...this was a mistake,
you shouldn’t be out...
FRANZ
(focusing)
Friend you say? Friend?!
Franz starts to LAUGH. Several guests stare at him.
12 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
At the far end of the Gallery, in their thrones, Francis
and Karoline sit. Karoline WHISPERS into Francis’ ear.
They watch as Prokesch reaches out to touch Franz.
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13 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Metternich stands with Lord Cowley - he stares as Franz
THROWS his arms about in ANGER. He STUMBLES into a Valet
who DROPS a tray of glasses. They SMASH. Metternich shakes
his head.
14 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Metternich approaches Franz - they appear to ARGUE.
15 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Francis stands up - he watches an ALTERCATION between
Franz and Metternich. Franz makes a grab for Metternich.
The String Quartet STOPS playing. The Gallery falls
SILENT. Francis SIGNALS to two IMPERIAL GUARDS.
16 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
The Guards approach Franz.
FRANZ
(to Metternich)
I should have known you would
have something to do with this...
METTERNICH
I’m sorry I don’t follow...
FRANZ
(laughing)
It was you wasn’t it?! You’re the
one who is trying to drive me
mad...why didn’t I see it? You
arranged for someone to
masquerade as my father - very
clever, very clever! It makes
perfect sense now. There I was
thinking I’d seen a ghost and all
the time it was your deception...
METTERNICH
A ghost? Your father? Why would
I...why would anyone, be as
insensitive as that?
17 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Lord Cowley turns to his wife.
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LORD COWLEY
It seems tonight’s entertainment
still continues. There is
something seriously wrong with
the Duke.
LADY COWLEY
And after he showed so much
promise...I appreciate he’s been
unwell but even so...
They watch as Franz WAVES his arms and the Guards HOLD
him.
18 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Everyone in the Gallery stands to one side and bows as
Francis approaches. Metternich SIGNALS to two Valets to
clean away the broken glass.
19 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Esterhazy watches from afar. Francis TALKS to Franz.
Esterhazy sees Metternich staring at him who SIGNALS that
he should keep his eyes on Franz.
20 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Francis hands Sophie a handkerchief. He gently PATS her on
the shoulder, smiles at her and turns to leave.
FRANZ
Don’t turn your back on me!
FRANCIS
(bewildered)
Did you admonish the Emperor?
Francis turns around.
21 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Metternich steps forward, the Guards hold Franz.
METTERNICH
Your Majesty, excuse the Duke, he
is quite fatigued. His malady is
more serious than our physicians
realised. We will ensure he
retires at once...
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FRANZ
(to Metternich)
Did I ask you to apologise for
me?
(to Francis)
Grandfather, why is somebody
impersonating my father?! I do
not find humour in that? Am I
being driven into the arms of
madness...
FRANCIS
STOP! Who would do such a thing?
You are mistaken, we...I have had
quite enough this evening.
FRANZ
My eyes did not deceive me!
Francis walks away slightly, he looks around him. He
encourages everyone else to do the same.
FRANCIS
We do not see your father or in
fact anyone pretending to be him
- which would be both insulting
and foolhardy.
He SIGNALS for the Guards to release Franz.
22 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Franz walks around the Gallery, looking at the faces of
the other Guests. He is quickly out of breath.
FRANCIS
Bonaparte! I demand that you step
out of the shadows and reveal
yourself.
There is silence in the Gallery for several BEATS.
FRANCIS
No. Just as we thought.
FRANZ
But I beg you...
FRANCIS
(waving his comment away)
Major, escort the Duke to his
apartments. Now.
PROKESCH
As you command, Your Majesty.
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Franz goes to speak but Francis SIGNALS and the String
Quartet begins to PLAY JOHANN STRAUSS: THE EMPEROR WALTZ.
23 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Karoline joins Francis and they begin to DANCE. Taking
this as their cue, the other Dignitaries also start
DANCING.
Prokesch takes Franz’s arm and they head towards the
doors. The Guards follow.
Esterhazy slowly walks behind them all, unseen.
Metternich escorts Sophie away.
24 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HALL OF MIRRORS - NIGHT
The door opens SLIGHTLY, Esterhazy watches as Prokesch
holds Franz TIGHTLY. There is blood and vomit everywhere.
PROKESCH
Duke...Franz!
They fall to the floor. Prokesch is SOBBING, he wipes the
blood, the snot, the vomit from Franz’s face. The Guards
approach, careful not to slip in all the blood.
PROKESCH
(crying)
Please...get Malfatti, he’s
dying.
Esterhazy steps back through the door, closes it behind
him.
LEGEND: PARIS, 2nd DECEMBER 1852
25 EXT. CHAMP DE MARS - DAY
Several MARQUEES have been erected, covered in flags,
bunting and other decorations. Food and drink are being
sold, VARIOUS MUSICIANS can be heard. Hot air balloons are
floating in the sky. MEN, WOMEN and CHILDREN walk through
the marquees taking in the sights. It is a CELEBRATION.
26 INT. CHAMP DE MARS, MARQUEE - DAY
A hand PULLS BACK the canvas, an OLD MAN steps inside. It
is dark except for several lit candles. There are bales of
straw which MEN / WOMEN / CHILDREN sit on or stand nearby.
At the far end of the marquee there is a small
toy-theatre. The PUPPET-MASTER stands above it. The puppet
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of Franz is lying down. It is bloody. The Men / Women /
Children mildly APPLAUD as the curtains of the theatre are
drawn closed.
BRICE (a dwarf), dressed as Napoleon, turns the handle of
his music-box and MATTEO CARCASSI: Op. 59 No. 45 begins to
play.
27 INT. CHAMP DE MARS, MARQUEE - DAY
The Old Man watches as GEORGES stands up. He is UNSTEADY
on his feet; he takes a large sip from a metal tankard. He
is dressed in an old and tatty soldier’s uniform.
GEORGES
(drunk)
Woah there, just hold your
horses, hold on a moment.
He STUMBLES through the crowd, stands in front of the
theatre. Georges motions for Everyone to stop CLAPPING.
Brice stops TURNING his music box.
28 INT. CHAMP DE MARS, MARQUEE - DAY
The Puppet-Master comes from behind his theatre.
PUPPET-MASTER
(stepping away, holding his
nose)
What do you...oh, you are drunk.
GEORGES
(slurring)
I’m a veteran! Am I not entitled
to have one or two drinks? I’ve
shed blood and tears for this
country.
He turns towards the other Men and Women, some start
CHEERING.
PUPPET-MASTER
I’m sure we are all grateful.
What do you want?
Georges picks up some of the puppets.
GEORGES
(slurring)
What the hell was that?
PUPPET-MASTER
(snatching back the puppets)
What the hell was what?
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GEORGES
(slurring)
That so-called show! It was
nonsense. We paid good money to
be entertained and I’ll wager I’m
not the only one who is totally
confused.
(BEAT - as he takes another
sip from his tankard)
What I suggest...what I DEMAND is
that you do it again...from the
beginning and slower...us old’uns
don’t hear so well anymore.
PUPPET-MASTER
Again? No...don’t you know what
today is?
Georges walks away but then stops, returns, he’s extremely
UNSTEADY. He stands very close to the Puppet-Master, PRODS
him in the chest.
GEORGES
(slurring)
You have a choice: another show
or...our money back.
PUPPET-MASTER
No need for threatening
behaviour. Fine. We might have
time for a short one, but I do
need some...
GEORGES
(slurring)
We’re not going to give you one
more sou - not when we didn’t get
our money’s worth the first time.
Georges BELCHES. Some People LAUGH, some GROAN.
PUPPET-MASTER
(crossing his arms)
Is that so?
GEORGES
(slurring)
We won’t let you or your dwarf go
until you do!
Brice looks PANICKED.
PUPPET-MASTER
I’m a professional, not a
prisoner and...
Something HITS his chest. He bends down, picks up a gold
coin.
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OLD MAN (O/S)
I trust that will be sufficient.
GEORGES
(slurring)
Ah, someone with more money than
sense.
The Puppet-Master studies the coin, it is AUSTRIAN.
PUPPET-MASTER
Who threw that?
GEORGES
(slurring)
Who cares? Now get on or shall we
call the authorities?
PUPPET-MASTER
Authorities?! All you had to do
was ask politely.
As he walks back behind the toy theatre he THROWS the coin
to Brice who puts it in his music box - he starts to TURN
the handle, MATTEO CARCASSI: Op. 59 No. 45 begins again.
The people CHEER. Georges takes a drunken bow and returns
to his bale, he is SLAPPED on the back when he sits.
PUPPET-MASTER
(mildly annoyed)
Well, if we are all ready?! Yes?
Good...so Lords and Ladies,
Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and
Girls...once AGAIN...I present to
you the tragic tale of Napoléon
François Charles Joseph
Bonaparte...
As he talks he begins to MANIPULATE various puppets.
O/S The SOUND of CANNON being SHOT.
SFX / PUPPET ANIMATION SEQUENCE
The SOUND of CANNON BEING SHOT. At a window in the
Tuileries Palace baby Franz is held aloft by Napoleon to
the adoring and cheering crowd below. The cannon stops
once it has been fired twenty-two times.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
Imperial Prince to a glorious
father,
Born was he in a room of purple velvet.
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Napoleon hands baby Franz to Madame de Montesquiou. He
sits at a desk surrounded by his family, Marshals and
Ministers. With a broad smile upon his face he signs a
piece of paper with a flourish.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
King of Rome was called this
royal baby.
The SOUND OF BELLS being RUNG. In a packed Notre Dame
Cathedral, Napoleon makes his way to the font. Cardinal
Fesch holds Franz and starts baptising him, Napoleon leans
over and does it himself. Metternich can be seen amongst
the many people inside. There is CHEERING.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
Baptized in the Cathedral of
Notre Dame, surrounded by Kings,
Queens, Royal Dignitaries. God
looked on at His new Isaac and
Abraham but in this Eden, snakes
slithered patiently.
In the Tuileries gardens, Napoleon laughs and plays with
Franz. He kisses and tickles him. It is a bright, sunny
day. He lifts the boy up to the sky.
Napoleon lowers the boy, it is raining. He is sitting on
his horse. He kisses Franz, hands him over to Montesquiou,
waves to Marie-Louise then he and his Grand Armée march
away.
They march out of Paris across Europe, towards Moscow.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
Strong from his many victories,
Napoleon desired an empire vast,
across Europe his sights were set
on the Great Russian Bear.
Moscow: a gift to his son he
wanted to give. But in that icy
desert, famine ruled, not wheat.
It pours with snow. Napoleon and his Grand Armée march
from Moscow defeated, dead bodies, both horses and men,
lie scattered on the ground. Moscow is in flames.
In the Palace of Fontainebleau, Napoleon sits a desk
surrounded by several battle weary Officers. He is given a
piece of paper to sign. In the distance there is JEERING.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
The war lost and the people of
France revolting,from his throne
the Emperor Napoleon fell. His
only choice abdication so to his
son, Napoleon Two, the crown of
France was given.
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In Talleyrand’s house - Ministers gather around a table.
They hold the paper which Napoleon signed. A door opens
and Emperor Alexander of Russia enters with Marshal
Marmont and Talleyrand. Alexander is given the paper; he
laughs and tears it up. On the wall, a portrait of
Napoleon is taken down and is replaced by one of Louis.
Outside it is raining.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
From the bushes the snakes
hissed, whistled, conspired. And
two weeks later, the child ceased
to rule.
In the darkness and pouring rain, Napoleon and a small
entourage boards a ship bound for Elbe.
At night, in the rain, Marie-Louise and Franz are bundled
into a carriage, it leaves the Tuileries and heads out of
Paris.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
To Blois, mother and child ran
without a sound. Though to
Austria, her heart desired and
begged. But that was now the
child’s fervent enemy. So in
France, the Empress and King
remained.
When they arrive the sun is shining.
Napoleon arrives back on French soil. He climbs upon a
donkey and begins to ride towards Paris. Crowds begin to
form behind him. It is a bright sunny day.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
And to France the Emperor
returned from exile...
Napoleon arrives in the Tuileries. He is surrounded by
Ministers / Marshals and lots of CHEERING people. Inside,
he leans down and from the carpet he pulls away a Bourbon
Fleur-de-Lys, revealing a bee underneath. Everyone
APPLAUDS. On the wall a woman takes down a portrait of
Louis and replaces it with one of Napoleon.
Napoleon and his Grand Armée march into battle, surrounded
by CHEERING people.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
...but after one hundred days and
Waterloo,came the end of the
Great Napoleon’s rule.
In his tent, a battle-weary Napoleon (with only a handful
of Officers surrounding him) signs a piece of paper -
outside a storm is RAGING.
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PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
A second time, the crown was
given to his son.
In Paris, a meeting of all important people / ministers
etc sit around a table. Napoleon’s signed paper already
lies in pieces on the floor. On the wall behind them the
portrait of Napoleon has been taken down and is replaced
by Louis.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
Though for Ministers Fouché and
Tallyrand,allegiances were once
again for the Bourbons and Louis
The Eighteenth returned as
Monarch.
In Vienna, Metternich stands at the window and with
Francis II, watch the carriage bearing Marie-Louise and
Franz arrive. People are CHEERING. Franz steps out of the
carriage and waves, some people throw flowers at him.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/0)
And of little Napoleon, once King
of France?
Metternich turns away from the window - he walks to a
burning fire. He has some papers in his hand with Titles
written upon them. He looks at one: Emperor of the French
- he throws that into the fire; King of Rome - he throws
that into the fire; Prince of Parma - he throws that into
the fire; Duke of Babenberg - he throws that into the
fire. The last one reads: The Duke Of Reichstadt.
Metternich approaches Francis II and hands him the paper
to sign - which he does.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
From within the nest of vipers
one snake hissed loud. The child
was stripped of all French royal
titles. Instead given that
pathetic duchy: Reichstadt...
The door to Franz’s carriage is taken off and replaced
with one with his new coat of arms.
In Rome Marie-Laetitia puts a small bust of Franz on her
mantelpiece.
MARIE-LAETITIA (V/O)
My grandson will never wear a
name more beautiful than the name
of his father. His title as Duke
of Reichstadt does not carry,
whereas the name of Napoleon will
resound forever to the ends of
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MARIE-LAETITIA (V/O)
the earth, and the land of France
will never fail to echo it...
There is much LAUGHTER.
29 INT. CHAMP DE MARS, MARQUEE - DAY
There is much LAUGHTER as Georges falls onto his face.
Brice grabs Georges’ tankard, he takes a sip then begins
to PLAY the music-box, MATTEO CARCASSI: Op. 59 No. 45,
pretending to be drunk. People LAUGH as they help Georges
back up.
PUPPET-MASTER
...please, if I could have some
quiet. Thank you...thank
you...now, where was I?
He searches through his puppets. Finds one, picks it up.
LEGEND: VIENNA, WINTER 1828
30 INT. DIETRICHSTEIN’S HOUSE, OFFICE - DAY
Dietrichstein sits at his desk - many books and papers in
front of him.
O/S KNOCK at the door. SCHAEFFER enters. Dietrichstein
removes his glasses, rubs his nose.
SCHAEFFER
Auguste Barthélemy, sir.
DIETRICHSTEIN
Oh...no...no...can you...
BARTHELEMY PUSHES past Schaeffer, he has a leather satchel
over his shoulder. He bows.
DIETRICHSTEIN
Thank you Schaeffer, you can
leave us now.
(as Schaeffer bows and
exits)
The poet from France. Extremely
tenacious aren’t you...some would
say a nuisance.
BARTHELEMY
Of the former, I pray not; of the
latter, if that is the perception
then I apologise. I have been in
Vienna for several weeks; I have
been entertained and dined with
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BARTHELEMY
the great and the good yet I am
no closer to reaching my
objective. I am seeking an
audience with the Imperial Prince
and I have been informed that
you, as his personal tutor, could
grant me that.
DIETRICHSTEIN
Your visits, which are becoming
unwelcome, are a waste of time
for us both. I cannot
authorise...
BARTHELEMY
...surely a recommendation from
yourself would...
DIETRICHSTEIN
...do not put me in such a
position. I will not go against
the wishes of the Chancellor nor
of the Emperor. My instructions
are clear: no-one and I mean
NO-ONE is to be granted access.
(he replaces his glasses,
leans back)
And whilst we are discussing the
young Duke, I have to question
your motive for seeking this
audience. I wonder who could have
sent you on such an errand? Is
there a whiff of foul play...?
BARTHELEMY
(stepping backwards -
feigning shock)
I beg your pardon: foul play?
Nobody sent me; I’ve come by my
own volition. I am offended sir.
He motions to the empty chair opposite Dietrichstein’s
desk. The Count nods, Barthélemy sits.
BARTHELEMY
As I have explained to you
previously I simply wish to give
the Prince a gift, a copy of my
poem which is dedicated to the
glory - my apologies - which is
DEDICATED to the memory of his
father.
From his satchel he takes out a copy of: NAPOLEON IN
EGYPT.
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DIETRICHSTEIN
(holding up his hand)
I have read it. It showed...some
promise.
BARTHELEMY
Oh, I was unaware you were a
fellow poet. It will be an honour
to hear your opinion, your
criticism, suggestions for
improvements for a second
edition?
DIETRICHSTEIN
Monsieur, one does not need to be
a poet to understand how to be a
poet.
BARTHELEMY
One could argue the same could be
said for being an Imperial
Prince...or should that be a
prisoner...
DIETRICHSTEIN
A prisoner? I don’t...
BARTHELEMY
In France, the country of his
birth, it is assumed that the son
of Napoleon is a free man...
DIETRICHSTEIN
Monsieur, may I remind you that
you are a guest in my home and
also a guest in this country. Was
your purpose to offend? If so -
you have succeeded.
BARTHELEMY
My purpose cannot be any clearer
Count. I wish to see his Royal
Highness, the King of Rome - some
would say the rightful heir to
the French throne. However, it
appears that you or some other
person is frightened that a
conversation with a FREE MAN such
as myself might reveal something
secret which was previously
unknown, or even inspire him with
dangerous ideas - I’m not sure
which. I do not wish to offend
you or indeed Austria. I am sure
a compromise can be reached: I do
not even have to speak to him
alone. I would be happy to do so
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BARTHELEMYin your presence or with another
qualified person. It is not my
intention to speak ill of
Austria...
DIETRICHSTEIN
...which is reassuring.
BARTHELEMY
Yet, I have to question the
motives of keeping him locked
away. I wonder how it can be
hoped to prevent him ever
receiving a letter or
petition...maybe when he is
walking, riding or perhaps at the
theatre!
DIETRICHSTEIN
I am unsure whether you are
intentionally making threats
Monsieur but let me allay any
fears you may have: the Duke
hears sees and reads only what we
wish him to hear see and read -
which is all done for his own
good naturally.
BARTHELEMY
Then it is obvious we have
differing opinions on what
exactly it means to be a free
man, nonetheless if you could
pass this onto the Duke with my
compliments. No doubt he has a
library. I do not believe my work
is considered dangerous enough to
be censored?
DIETRICHSTEIN
Censored no, though it is
extremely provocative - which is
clear to me was your original
intention...
BARTHELEMY
Provocative?! There has been some
misunderstanding between us.
DIETRICHSTEIN
No, I don’t believe so. The
imagery, the descriptions, the
colouring of history, in the
wrong hands, a feeble mind could
easily become intoxicated or
disturbed. False ambitions could
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DIETRICHSTEIN
be sowed which ultimately would
achieve no satisfying result and
only serve to dissatisfy such a
weak soul with his current
situation.
BARTHELEMY
Feeble mind? Weak soul? He is a
Frenchman and one day he will
wish to see the country which...
DIETRICHSTEIN
(standing)
The Duke is more than content. He
doesn’t care for France. Tell
whoever sent you...
BARTHELEMY
...I am a man of letters. I am
not a diplomat, I am not a
politician. I was not sent. I
came alone.
DIETRICHSTEIN
Then I wish you safe travels.
BARTHELEMY
I did not wish to insult you but
I would be grateful if you could
give the Duke my poem...
DIETRICHSTEIN
He is out of the country.
BARTHELEMY
Out of the country? It was my
belief...
DIETRICHSTEIN
...I assure you Monsieur that...
Barthélemy attempts to put the poem down on the desk but
instead, KNOCKS a pile of papers to the floor. He picks
everything up, including an RSVP from the Hofburgtheatre.
BARTHELEMY
I did not mean...
Barthélemy hands the pile back to Dietrichstein who places
everything on the desk.
DIETRICHSTEIN
(angry)
I have other business which
requires my attention!
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BARTHELEMY
Of course. Thank you for your
time.
Dietrichstein leads Barthélemy to the door.
DIETRICHSTEIN
Schaeffer will show you out.
As Barthélemy exits, Dietrichstein goes back to his desk.
He goes through the pile of books / papers, sees NAPOLEON
IN EGYPT. He picks it up, shakes his head. He opens a
drawer and throws it in, slamming it shut.
31 EXT. HOFBURGTHEATRE - NIGHT
Carriages arrive. LORDS, LADIES and GENTLEMEN climb out
and enter the theatre. It is lightly SNOWING.
Barthélemy walks to the theatre entrance. He shows a
ticket to the TICKET INSPECTOR who examines it and allows
him to enter.
32 INT. HOFBURGTHEATRE, AUDITORIUM - NIGHT
Barthélemy is led to his seat by an ATTENDANT. He looks up
at the Royal Box. It is empty. The seats around Barthélemy
begin to fill up.
The ORCHESTRA enter, bow and find their places.
33 INT. HOFBURGTHEATRE, AUDITORIUM - NIGHT
The lights DIM. There is COMMOTION. The doors to the Royal
Box open. Franz enters, accompanied by Sophie, Esterhazy,
Dietrichstein and other LORDS and LADIES.
A WOMAN sitting next to Barthélemy turns.
WOMAN
Doesn’t he look so handsome in
his white uniform?
MAN (O/S)
Sssshhh.
The Orchestra begins to PLAY the NATIONAL ANTHEM.
Everyone stands up. Several BEATS later when the Anthem is
finished, they sit back down.
The lights are fully EXTINGUISHED; the Orchestra starts to
PLAY MOZART: (OVERTURE) THE MAGIC FLUTE.
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In the darkness, Barthélemy attempts to get out of his
seat but he has no choice than to remain where he is.
34 INT. HOFBURGTHEATRE, AUDITORIUM - NIGHT
The lights COME UP. There is much APPLAUSE.
Barthélemy wakes up. The Woman TUTTS as she stands, pushes
past him. He stares up as Franz and his entourage leave.
Barthélemy scrambles to get out past the other PEOPLE,
eventually manages to exit.
35 INT. HOFBURGTHEATRE, CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Barthélemy RUSHES into the corridor. He looks confused as
People exit. He makes his way through them until he finds
a door guarded by two IMPERIAL GUARDS, who BLOCK his way.
The door opens. Barthélemy is PUSHED to one side as Franz
and his entourage come through, flanked at the front and
rear by more Imperial Guards.
BARTHELEMY
Your Majesty, the King of Rome! I
wish to speak to you, about your
father. Have you forgotten who
you are? Have you forgotten your
true heritage?!
Franz keeps walking.
BARTHELEMY
Your Majesty! A moment, please!
Barthélemy attempts to escape the clutches of his Guard.
GUARD
Enough!
BARTHELEMY
(shouting)
Are you not a Bonaparte? Do not
forsake us! France needs you!
Franz turns his head slightly, briefly pauses for a BEAT.
36 INT. HOFBURGTHEATRE, CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Dietrichstein WHISPERS something Franz picks up the pace.
SOPHIE
What is going on there? Who is
that man?
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DIETRICHSTEIN
(turning)
Excuse me, Your Highness, I’ll
deal with this.
He steps aside, the entourage heads towards the exit.
Esterhazy stops, turns, watches for a moment and then
follows.
37 INT. HOFBURGTHEATRE, CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Dietrichstein approaches Barthélemy.
DIETRICHSTEIN
I am finding you extremely
tiresome, borderline offensive.
It ends and it ends now.
BARTHELEMY
Why did you lie to me? Why did
you say the Prince was out of the
country when he’s...?
The Guard SLAPS Barthélemy across the face and then
PUNCHES him in the stomach. Barthélemy doubles up in
agony.
DIETRICHSTEIN
None of us want further
unpleasantness. Return to France.
Do not visit us again, if you do
you may be surprised by a
different kind of hospitality.
He turns to the Guards.
DIETRICHSTEIN
Ensure Monsieur understands that
the people of Austria do not
enjoy being offended
by...foreigners.
Barthélemy is DRAGGED away.
38 EXT. HOFBURGTHEATRE, ALLEY - NIGHT
Barthélemy is THROWN into the alley. The snow falls
HEAVILY. He goes to stand but the Guard KICKS him then
PUNCHES him. The Guard goes back into the theatre, pulling
the door closed behind him. Gingerly, Barthélemy gets to
his feet. There is blood on his face. Holding his stomach,
he STAGGERS away.
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39 EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - EARLY MORNING
A horse drawn stage-coach travels along a country road.
40 INT. STAGE-COACH - EARLY MORNING
Barthélemy sits with several other PASSENGERS. His face is
badly bruised and cut. He opens his satchel, takes out
some paper and his pen / ink. He stares out of the window
and writes down the words: THE SON OF A MAN.
LEGEND: Spring, 1829
41 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, CAROUSEL ROOM - DAY
Metternich stands staring out of the window. FREDERICK VON
GENTZ sits in a chair in the B/GRND. The door opens,
Dietrichstein enters. He looks over to Von Gentz but he is
not acknowledged. Metternich throws a book. Dietrichstein
catches it. It is: THE SON OF A MAN by AUGUSTE BARTHELEMY.
Dietrichstein flicks through the pages.
DIETRICHSTEIN
A worthless tract by a third rate
poet.
METTERNICH
Worthless? You would deem
something worthless which attacks
our glorious nation, our glorious
people, even an Imperial Prince
of Austria?! You have seriously
disappointed me. You were told to
resolve this situation; was I
wrong to put my trust in you?
Perhaps I should look at having
you replaced, should I question
your competence?
DIETRICHSTEIN
Of course not. We kept the poet
away from the Duke but he
discovered he was at the thea...
METTERNICH
...I know full well what happened
at the theatre! He should never
have been able to get as close as
he did. He could have been an
assassin.
DIETRICHSTEIN
I appreciate you have
your...informers...but an
assassin, no.
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25.
(he looks at the book)
I will accept some responsibility
for this. However, I ask for
another opportunity to prove my
worth - we are making some
progress...
METTERNICH
For now you will remain in your
post, though I am not wholly
convinced. I will be clear: I
will not be embarrassed before
the Emperor a second time.
DIETRICHSTEIN
You have my word.
METTERNICH
The Duke never sees that poem.
Orders have been issued that
every copy entering the Empire is
destroyed. I do not want to hear
that he has acquired one by other
means.
He looks out of the window looks at Franz in the Courtyard
on his horse. The MASTER-AT-ARMS is TALKING to him. Franz
attempts to perform the piaffe but the horse BOLTS forward
and he is THROWN to the ground. The Master-At-Arms helps
him to his feet. Franz dusts himself down and runs after
the horse. When he controls it, he tries to get back on
again.
METTERNICH
Has he ever spoken to you about
the support he enjoys in France?
DIETRICHSTEIN
Such thoughts have ever entered
his mind. He does not wish to
rule, he is a child who...
METTERNICH
Your naiveté astounds me. The
Duke is young and perhaps without
ambition, but be careful, such
appearances are often deceptive.
We both know there are those whom
wish him to rule on the strength
of the Bonaparte name alone. This
must be resolved effectively once
and for all. The poet must be the
first...and the last.
Von Gentz coughs. Metternich turns then back to
Dietrichstein.
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METTERNICH
Report to me even the slightest
inkling that the Duke’s attention
is focusing on France.
Dietrichstein bows and exits.
METTERNICH
Your...expertise...is required.
Von Gentz stands.
LEGEND: Paris, France, 29 July 1829
42 EXT. THE TRIBUNAL DE POLICE CORRECTIONELLE - DAY
43 INT. THE TRIBUNAL DE POLICE CORRECTIONNELLE - DAY
The Tribunal is full of PEOPLE. They are SHOUTING, WAVING
flags / banners / hats / flowers. Barthélemy stands in the
dock. Von Gentz watches from the rear of the Tribunal.
There are several JUDGES who stare on.
MESLIN, President of the Judges, BANGS his gavel.
MESLIN
Monsieur Auguste Barthélemy, you
stand before us on this day to
answer charges...
BARTHELEMY
Well - I want to hear these
supposed charges. Against whom am
I charged?
There is much CHEERING / JEERING from the People. Meslin
BANGS the gavel until the Tribunal is quiet.
MESLIN
The charges are thus: you have
attacked the legitimate royal
dynasty of this country; you have
attacked the birth-right of our
lawful king: Charles, the tenth
of that name; you have provoked
others to rebel and demand
Ministers are replaced...
The People SHOUT / HISS.
BARTHELEMY
And the proof of all this, is
what?
Meslin picks up THE SON OF A MAN from his bench.
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27.
MESLIN
Your guilt is here. It cannot be
contested. The words within are
YOUR words are they not?! Or have
we been misinformed?
BARTHELEMY
That is my work correct - but, if
I can’t contest YOUR charges,
then why this masquerade? I stand
here, a condemned man, without a
fair trial! Wasn’t that one of
the very injustices we fought
against almost fifty years ago:
the lack of equality?!
The People become ROWDY. Meslin BANGS his gavel.
BARTHELEMY
You call me guilty? Fine - I’m
guilty. But Monsieur, what you
call my crime...well, it is but a
whisper - you sit there and judge
me for that whisper?! Listen
friend, others will follow,
others will follow me and that
whisper, my whisper, will become
a scream and many screams united
will become a nation’s shout for
revolution! YOU may quieten ME
but you will NEVER quieten the
PEOPLE.
Barthelemy turns to address the Tribunal.
BARTHELEMY
(pointing at Meslin)
That MAN has no authority
here...he has no right to judge
me, but you - the people - do and
I accept that. BUT, if you sit in
judgement over me then you will
be judging yourselves and if you
condemn me, you will be
condemning yourselves.
(the Tribunal remains quiet)
HE is blind not to understand
that his so-called LEGITIMATE
monarchy has cheated us, and
continues to cheat us, every day
of our miserable lives. Did we
not once cut off the head of a
serpent - a snake who tried to
escape justice by slithering
through the grasses which he
hoped would lead him out of
France and onto safety? Were we
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BARTHELEMYnot victorious then? We were yes!
Yet what we did not know then was
that serpent had many heads, many
forms...friends: the chains that
we once broke have shackled us
again. We are like HIM -
wandering blind in the darkness
we mistakenly call freedom. But
no more! You, me, THE PEOPLE,
will rise again! We will not
allow tyranny to hold us back.
Barthlemy turns back to Meslin.
BARTHELEMY
And so tell me, you who allegedly
judge us all...do you know what
is good for us?
MESLIN
The state is the one that judges
you Monsieur and I am the
representation of that state.
Even if you had all the people in
this Tribunal beside you...
Some of the People begin to SHOUT.
MESLIN (CONT.)
...supporting you, it would mean
nothing - they are not the law,
they cannot be above the law.
BARTHELEMY
(laughing)
And that is exactly your problem,
MONSIEUR. You say that this is a
legitimate monarchy? I am sure
there others, perhaps in this
very place, yes, this VERY PLACE,
who entirely disagree with you!
There is UPROAR.
44 INT. THE TRIBUNAL DE POLICE CORRECTIONNELLE - DAY
Meslin bangs his gavel several times but nobody is
listening.
MESLIN
(shouting)
Monsieur, I will not allow you
to...
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29.
BARTHELEMY
Why do my words frighten you? I
promise you this, my JUDGE: you
may declare me guilty. The people
of France know the truth however,
and my fate will not be the same
as Louis Capet’s.
There is much hat WAVING / SHOUTING.
BARTHELEMY
(accepting the adoration)
Understand this MONSIEUR, for too
long my people have been
oppressed and ignored...BUT...
He turns and addresses the Tribunal once again.
45 INT. THE TRIBUNAL DE POLICE CORRECTIONNELLE - DAY
Barthelemy opens his arms.
BARTHELEMY
...there is another. One who will
liberate us, one who will break
our shackles; one who will rid us
of our misery. A Prince who was
born to be King and yet...and
yet, is now held prisoner by our
Austrian enemies, reduced to a
puppet...
The People JEER angrily.
MESLIN
Excuse me...
BARTHELEMY
You heard me. A PUPPET! Let us
demand his return immediately,
his throne awaits! Am I not the
only one who wants this? Am I not
the only one who wants the son of
Napoleon to return in
triumph???!!!
The People CHEER in support.
MESLIN
...I said EXCUSE ME!
Von Gentz shifts uncomfortably.
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30.
46 INT. THE TRIBUNAL DE POLICE CORRECTIONNELLE - DAY
Meslin turns to the other Judges, they WHISPER to each
other. He SMASHES his gavel on the desk. The People
quieten but there is still some CHATTER.
MESLIN
(loudly)
You appear to have many talents
Monsieur, hypocrisy being one of
them! You pontificate to your
audience about this Bonapartist
Messiah and yet...
(he holds up the poem)
...and yet, is that the same
Saviour you describe as a fragile
orphan with no ambition, no
desire, no will?!
BARTHELEMY
(shocked)
No, you don’t understand, you are
taking my words out of context.
The Tribunal BOOS / HISSES.
MESLIN
The fact is I understand
perfectly. Monsieur, your words
have proved that your guilt
cannot be denied. I condemn your
verbal insurrection against our
most Glorious Majesty, Charles
the Tenth, the LEGITIMATE ruler
of this kingdom. I, and therefore
the state, decree that from this
moment you spend three months in
prison and a fine of a thousand
Francs must be...
The People HECKLE.
BARTHELEMY
Outrageous! I have done nothing.
I have committed no crime...you
have no right! Is it prohibited
now to speak our mind or has that
become outlawed?
MESLIN
I have every right. Guards, take
him down!
Some GUARDS enter, they grab Barthélemy, drag him away.
SCUFFLES break out within the People. The NOISE is
DEAFENING.
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31.
PEOPLE
Injustice! Injustice! Vive
Napoleon! Vive Napoleon. Down
with the Bourbon!
A MAN THROWS a tomato. It hits Meslin. Other People start
THROWING objects at each other, at the Judges, at the
Guards.
More Guards enter the Tribunal. They try to control the
People but a big FIGHT breaks out. It is TURMOIL.
Von Gentz makes his way towards Meslin. He and several
Guards help the Judges exit the Tribunal.
47 EXT. THE TRIBUNAL DE POLICE CORRECTIONNELLE - DAY
Von Gentz, Meslin, the Judges RUSH down the steps. The
Guards try to close the doors, to keep the People inside,
but fight a losing battle.
On the street, other People see what is happening and
begin to RUN up the steps to help their comrades. It is
total CHAOS.
Von Gentz manages to get Meslin out of the way of the main
melee. From his coat he takes a velvet pouch. He hands it
to Meslin who pockets it. Von Gents QUICKLY walks away. As
the doors to the Tribunal burst open and the People spill
out, Meslin RUSHES off in the opposite direction.
48 EXT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG - DAY
Franz and the Master-At Arms are FENCING. Franz ATTACKS,
the Master-At-Arms PARRIES. Franz ATTACKS again.
MASTER-AT-ARMS
Will you please stop slouching,
Your Highness.
The Master-At-Arms PARRIES then ATTACKS. Franz PARRIES as
he stands up straighter.
MASTER-AT-ARMS
Better...but Footwork! Steady
that back foot.
Franz ATTACKS, the Master-At-Arms PARRIES and quickly
ATTACKS.
Franz attempts to parry but gets his feet TANGLED up, he
TRIPS. As he does so the Master-At-Arms ATTACKS again,
knocks the sword out of Franz’s hand. His palm is sliced.
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FRANZ
My hand!
He quickly gets to his feet.
MASTER-AT-ARMS
Are you hurt?
FRANZ
(stepping away)
Leave me, I’m fine.
The Master-At-Arms tries to assist but Frank knocks him
away.
FRANZ
I said I’m alright.
Franz walks away, heads towards a nearby Pavilion.
49 EXT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG, PAVILION - DAY
Franz enters the pavilion. He WINCES as blood pours
between his fingers.
Sophie is sitting having tea and petit-fours with the
GRAND DUCHESS OF TUSCANY.
SOPHIE
(concerned)
Oh my goodness, let me take a
look.
She takes a serviette from the table, dabs at his wound.
FRANZ
I was clumsy. I should have
beaten him.
She finishes cleaning the wound; she wraps another
serviette around his hand.
SOPHIE
It’ll sting for a while.
He falls into an empty chair.
TUSCANY
Boys will be boys. Always playing
so roughly.
SOPHIE
You know the Grand Duchess?
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33.
FRANZ
(bowing his head)
Of course.
TUSCANY
Perhaps some tea to calm that hot
temper of yours?
FRANZ
(laughing)
With pleasure.
Sophie pours him a cup - hands it to him on a saucer.
TUSCANY
It is fortuitous seeing you today
young Duke. Your name just came
up in our conversation.
FRANZ
(to Sophie)
Should my ears be burning?
Sophie looks at the Grand Duchess quickly then back to
him.
SOPHIE
It was just so terrible wasn’t
it?
Franz looks at his hand; the serviette is slightly pink.
He takes a sip of his tea.
FRANZ
Hopefully it won’t scar. I’ve
learnt my lesson. He won’t beat
me again.
SOPHIE
I meant Paris. Such awful news.
That judge was lucky to escape
with his life. Riots in the
streets...and all because of a
poem! Who could have imagined?
FRANZ
(confused)
I don’t understand...poem?
The Grand Duchess reaches down into a basket on the floor.
She takes out THE SON OF A MAN and hands it to Franz.
TUSCANY
It is banned throughout the
Empire but I am a well connected
patron of the arts. I have many
means at my disposal. I’m afraid
it isn’t very flattering...
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Franz FLICKS through the pages.
FRANZ
I’ve never heard of this...nor
the poet. Barthélemy?! And Paris
- people were hurt? Because of
me?! This is extremely upsetting.
He THROWS it down on the table. The Grand Duchess turns to
Sophie - she looks concerned.
FRANZ
I don’t understand why secrets
are being kept from me. Why would
someone I don’t even know speak
ill of me? What have I ever done
to them?
SOPHIE
You remember the theatre last
year, that commotion, someone
shouting...
FRANZ
And because of that night,
because I didn’t speak to that
man, people are taking to the
streets?
TUSCANY
I’m sure it’s not as simple as
that.
FRANZ
It never is. I don’t deserve
this.
TUSCANY
No. Nobody ever does.
FRANZ
Am I a bad person? Have I done
wrong by anyone?
SOPHIE
Don’t take it personally.
FRANZ
Because if I have, then bring
them before me and I will right
that wrong.
He stands, puts the cup / saucer on the table.
FRANZ
(smiling but it is not
honest)
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FRANZMy apologies but I must take my
leave - I shall see the physician
about my wound and I have some
studying...
He bows, goes to leave but then picks up the book.
FRANZ
I will read this with great
interest. Perhaps I will discover
the flaws of my character which
appear to have entranced the
people of Paris and maybe correct
them and be taken more seriously.
Or even less seriously.
He heads away - rejoins the Master-At-Arms.
50 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, FRANZ’S APARTMENTS - NIGHT
Carrying a lit candle, Franz enters his apartments. His
wound has been bandaged. He walks towards the back wall -
there is a door HIDDEN there. He pushes it open.
51 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HIDDEN ROOM - NIGHT
Franz enters, leaving the door ajar. It is littered with
children’s toys (some broken). He sits down at the desk
which is covered in small tin soldiers. He makes some
space, puts down the candle. He reaches inside his shirt,
pulls out the SON OF A MAN, lays it down and begins to
read.
BARTHELEMY (V/O)
Adventurous poet in the distance
soar at Pyrrhus’s court, saw the
son of Hector.
As Franz reads, he RAPIDLY moves his fingers around his
thumb.
BARTHELEMY (V/O)
Like a tree with a trunk so
flimsy. Blown in a storm to a
foreign country.Far from its
paternal soil - it languishes.
Producing insipid flowers and
dead branches.
Franz continues to turn the pages.
FRANZ
(reading)
Of the people you are their
comforter, grandson of Caesar,
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FRANZson of an Emperor. Heir to the
world, you were born King of
Rome. But you’re nothing more
than Le Fils de L’Homme!
Franz SMASHES his fist down on the desk - the soldiers are
sent flying. His hand begins to bleed again.
FRANZ
(reading)
So what!!! Think you worthy of
your given crown? Don’t you one
day want to conquer by your own?
The tears flow and he CRIES in rage. He holds his head; he
wipes his cheeks - blood now on his face, mixed with
tears. Franz stands up, but STAGGERS. He KNOCKS into a
wooden rocking-horse. He STUMBLES into a book-case,
several books FALL to the floor. He leans down, picks one
up it is: DON CARLOS. He holds the book close to him.
FRANZ
Let me weep, let me shed burning
years upon your heart, O sole
friend of mine! I have no one, no
one on the face of this wide
earth...I know not what a father
is...yet I am the son of a King!
He slumps against the wall and starts to SOB.
52 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, FRANZ’S APARTMENTS - DAY
LAMBERT enters. He is carrying a tray of hot food. He
looks for Franz - he notices the door to the Hidden Room
is open.
53 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HIDDEN ROOM - DAY
Lambert steps inside - Franz is lying on the floor.
Lambert puts the tray down on the desk, RUSHES over to
him.
LAMBERT
Your Highness! Your Highness!
He gently SHAKES Franz - slowly his eyes open. Franz sits
up properly, rubs his face.
FRANZ
I must have...is it morning
already?
Lambert helps Franz to his feet.
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37.
FRANZ
No mention of this to anyone.
LAMBERT
(motioning)
You have...some blood?
Franz looks at his hand, the dirty bandage.
FRANZ
It’s just a cut. I must have
rubbed my face when I was
sleeping. I’m fine, look.
He wets his fingers, rubs his cheeks, removing the blood.
He goes and sits down at the desk.
LAMBERT
Would the physician...
FRANZ
(picking up his fork)
No...no...I’m fine. Honestly. Let
me eat before it gets cold.
LAMBERT
Do you require anything else,
Your Highness?
As Franz has a mouthful of food he just shakes his head.
Lambert bows and exits. Franz waits for several BEATS then
puts down the fork.
54 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HIDDEN ROOM - DAY
Franz goes to the corner of the room where the
rocking-horse is lying on its side and which has disturbed
several other items. He pulls toys out of the way. A small
painting leans against the wall. He picks it up, dusts it
down. It is a portrait of his father.
FRANZ
Were you not a good man? Am I not
a good man? Is what the poet said
correct?
NAPOLEON (V.O.)
I leave you with the greatest
title but if destiny orders
differently I have prepared you
for a most glorious exile with a
name honoured by many. Whatever
happens we shall meet either in
this world or the next.
Franz stares at the painting.
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38.
55 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, LIBRARY - DAY
Franz searches through the stacks. Using a small ladder -
from the top shelf he takes one or two books and then
reaches in further - there is a small dusty volume. He
reads the spine: MEMORIAL OF ST HELENA. He puts it under
his arm and starts grabbing other books - one in
particular is by ANTON GRAF PROKESCH VON OSTEN.
56 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HIDDEN ROOM - DAY
Lambert helps Franz clear away all the toys from the desk
and area nearby. Lots of books now cover the desk
(including several PRAYER BOOKS and THE COMPLETE WORKS OF
SHAKESPEARE). Maps of Europe - the Austrian and French
Empires as well as the British and Russian Empires are
tacked to the wall.
Lying on his table are THE SON OF A MAN and MEMORIAL OF ST
HELENA - covered in Franz’s notes / comments in the
margins.
57 INT. CHAMP DE MARS, MARQUEE - DAY
The Puppet-Master lays down the puppet of Franz. He
SIGNALS to Brice who starts turning the handle of his
music-box, MATTEO CARCASSI: Op. 59 No. 45 begins to PLAY.
From his trunk he takes out a small clay liquor bottle, he
takes a massive swig.
O/S the SOUND of SNORING.
58 INT. CHAMP DE MARS, MARQUEE - DAY
Suddenly, on his bale of straw, George comes too - there
is much LAUGHTER around him. The Puppet-Master approaches.
GEORGES
(groggy)
What’s going on...has it
finished?
PUPPET-MASTER
I’m resting for a moment if
that’s alright with you?!
GEORGES
I’m not sure how long my bladder
will hold out! Hurry up man,
hurry up before I piss myself!
The Puppet-Master disappears behind his toy-theatre
ANNOYED.
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39.
59 INT. CHAMP DE MARS, MARQUEE - DAY
The Puppet-Master takes another swig from his bottle. He
then SIGNALS to Brice to stop playing.
SFX / PUPPET ANIMATION SEQUENCE
Franz sits at a table in his apartment. A succession of
tutors enter, speak but he’s not listening; he doodles in
his books.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
Franz was uninspired. He would
ask questions about his father
but everyone was under orders not
to say anything, so to anger
them, he would play the idiot.
One tutor notices what Franz is doing, shouts at him,
Franz throws his books to the floor and storms out.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
But at night, when he was alone,
he taught himself.
In his hidden room, at his desk, Franz has many books
open. He looks over at the portrait of Napoleon and
smiles.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
He would relive Napoleon’s life,
retrace his footsteps, re-enact
his great deeds, fight his
battles which they would win them
together, side by side. He became
inspired and through the finding
of his father, he begun to find
himself.
Franz stands, walks to his mirror and looks at his
reflection. He holds his hands behind his back, walks
backwards and forwards - mirroring Napoleon in his prime.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
All that inspiration, all that
knowledge was useful but what
could he do with it? Besides
Sophie and maybe his Valet,
Lambert, the little Duke didn’t
have any real friends, no-one he
could wholly trust to advise or
counsel him, someone who might
help him become the man that the
child so longed to be.
Franz goes back to his desk. He picks up Prokesch’s book.
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40.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
Perhaps it was to be through the
military that he was to find that
mentor...?
He starts to flick through the pages. He nods and smiles
broadly as he writes note after note after note.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
Franz became transformed. He
started to take his studies
seriously. His tutors and even
Sophie were impressed.
Franz sits at the table in his apartments, he listens as
the succession of tutors teach him. He makes notes and
answers their questions. He scores top marks in the exams
they set.
PUPPET-MASTER (V/O)
His temper grew softer, he had
less violent outbursts, he worked
diligently and made quick
progress in French, in
history...in military
tactics...the son was surely
becoming the father...
Franz climbs upon his horse, with his troop behind him.
LEGEND: MARCH, 1830
60 EXT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG, PARADE AREA - DAY
Many MILITARY OFFICERS and SOLDIERS are in the Meidlinger
Vertiefung. A parade is in full swing.
A Temporary Stand has been erected. That and the Pavilion
are full of DIGNITARIES and MEMBERS OF THE ROYAL FAMILY,
including: Francis, Karoline, Sophie, Franz-Karl,
Metternich, Dietrichstein. Prokesch is in the Temporary
Stand speaking to other Officers.
O/S a drum can be heard BEATING.
The people look on as a troop of CAVALRY on their horses
appear behind a lone DRUMMER-BOY and enter the Parade
Area. They move into their correct formation.
Franz rides along side them. He holds a small trumpet.
FRANZ
Salute!
The soldiers salute the Emperor who raises his hand.
Francis nods and Franz puts the trumpet to his lips.
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41.
Franz gives one BLAST and the horses begin to CANTER.
Franz gives a second BLAST and the horses begin to TROT.
Franz gives a third BLAST and the horses CANTER again.
Franz gives a fourth BLAST and in turn each of the troop,
one by one and taking out their swords, turn their horses
- and with the swords raised they CHARGE away.
61 EXT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG, PARADE AREA - DAY
In the distance, Franz’s trumpet can be HEARD.
The horses stop, the soldiers sheath their swords.
Franz gives a sixth BLAST and the horses RETREAT into the
Parade Area.
Franz BLASTS his trumpet and the horses move back into
their original positions. He manoeuvres his horse and
approaches the Pavilion.
FRANZ
Three cheers for the Emperor.
Hip. Hip. Hooray.
PEOPLE
(in unison)
Hip. Hip. Hooray.
The horses lower their heads towards the Emperor. Francis
stands and waves his hand as the People burst into
APPLAUSE and CHEER both him and Franz.
62 EXT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG, PARADE AREA - DAY
A MESSENGER RUSHES towards the Pavilion.
63 INT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG, PAVILION - DAY
The Messenger makes his way into the Pavilion. Metternich
BECKONS him over. The Messenger hands him a piece of
paper.
In the B/GRND CHURCH BELLS can be heard RINGING.
Metternich stands and approaches Francis, speaks to him.
Francis takes the paper, reads it then hands it to the
Officer sitting near to him. Francis stands, turns and
leaves the Pavilion.
In the B/GRND CANNON can be heard being SHOT.
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42.
64 EXT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG, PARADE AREA - DAY
Franz watches as Francis and the Officers leave the
Pavilion and then as People begin to leave the Temporary
Stand.
There is much NOISE as the People begin CHATTERING loudly.
Franz rides his horse towards the Pavilion.
65 EXT. MEIDLINGER VERTIEFUNG, PARADE AREA - DAY
Franz approaches the Pavilion.
FRANZ
Why is everybody leaving?
MASTER-AT-ARMS (O/S)
The Danube has flooded. The banks
have broken. The villages are
under water. It’s a catastrophe.
FRANZ
Oh my Lord! Then I must help.
He turns his horse but as the Master-At-Arms comes closer,
he grabs the reins. Franz covers his mouth as he begins to
cough. He controls it eventually.
Francis trots towards them surrounded by other Officers.
FRANZ
Your Majesty - how may I assist?
FRANCIS
You have pleased the Emperor
greatly - but we believe you
would be best suited remaining
here...
FRANZ
Why? Have I not proved myself?
Franz coughs again. It takes him several BEATS until he
stops.
FRANCIS
Indeed you have, indeed you have.
But we wish you to remain with
your men - if we have need of you
we will send word. Look after
that cough; we wouldn’t want it
spreading to your chest.
Master-At-Arms.
He nods and he rides away.
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43.
MASTER-AT-ARMS
(nodding)
Your Majesty.
FRANZ
This isn’t fair. I can help - the
people need me.
MASTER-AT-ARMS
They need their Emperor. You’ve
done well, if you continue to
progress your chance will come.
You’ll be able to prove your
skills as a leader.
Franz reluctantly nods.
MASTER-AT-ARMS
(letting go of Franz’s
reins)
Do as the Emperor commanded: go
to your men.
Franz turns his horse and trots away.
66 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, FRANZ’S APARTMENTS - NIGHT
Lambert helps Franz into his new dress uniform.
O/S there is a KNOCK at the door. MARIE-LOUISE enters. She
is carrying a large box tied with a ribbon.
FRANZ
Mother! I am happy to see you.
They embrace.
MARIE-LOUISE
How handsome you look. I’m sorry
I couldn’t be here earlier but
what with the floods...I’m proud
of you.
She gives him the box. He opens it: a sabre. He lifts it
out.
MARIE-LOUISE
Your father wanted you to have
this when the time was right.
FRANZ
(kissing her)
I’m honoured.
Lambert assists fitting the belt / scabbard around his
waist.
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44.
MARIE-LOUISE
Perfect.
Franz walks to a large mirror. Marie-Louise stands behind
him - he lifts the scabbard.
FRANZ
I pray one day it will serve me
with honour, pride and glory.
O/S there is a KNOCK at the door. A GUARD enters - he bows
to Marie-Louise and then to Franz.
GUARD
Your attendance is required in
the Ceremonial Room.
The Guard bows and exits - Lambert helps Franz to finish
dressing.
67 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, CEREMONIAL ROOM - NIGHT
The Room is packed with many OFFICERS / DIGNITARIES.
Francis and Karoline sit in their thrones.
At the entrance to the Room, COUNT CZERNIN, the High
Chamberlain CALLS names from a list. The Officers enter,
approach Francis, kneel before him. He pins medals on
their chests and gives them the insignia of their new
rank.
CZERNIN
His Royal Highness, the Duke of
Reichstadt.
Franz enters, approaches Francis and kneels before him.
Francis pins on his medal, hands him his new insignia.
FRANCIS
Your Emperor is proud of you.
Austria is proud of you. Respect
your country and serve it with
the glory and honour it deserves.
FRANZ
I swear I will do my duty to the
Emperor and to my country.
FRANCIS
Then no more can be asked.
Franz stands, bows. Both Francis and Karoline smile at him
as he walks away.
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45.
68 INT. SCHONBRUNN PALACE, CEREMONIAL ROOM - NIGHT
Franz walks towards several Officers. Metternich
approaches.
METTERNICH
I was admiring your sabre, do you
mind?
Franz takes it from his scabbard.
METTERNICH
(holding it)
Most interesting.
Metternich runs his thumb along the blade.
FRANZ
You have appeared to hurt
yourself Chancellor.
METTERNICH
(looking at his wounded
thumb)
I suspect this is not the first
Austrian blood to be spilt on
that sword.
FRANZ
No...with any luck however, it
will be the last.
Marie-Louise enters the Ceremonial Room.
Franz takes back the sabre.
FRANZ
If you will excuse me.
He puts the sabre into the scabbard and walks away.
69 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
A reception is under way. The Gallery is full of
Dignitaries, Royal Family Members and Military Officers.
A String Quartet is PLAYING JOSEPH HAYDN: EMPEROR QUARTET
(C)
Marie-Louise talks with Sophie. Franz is nearby speaking
to the Master-At-Arms.
An Officer, CAPTAIN WERTHEIMER approaches Marie-Louise.
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46.
WERTHEIMER
(bowing)
If I may offer my condolences for
your recent loss.
MARIE-LOUISE
That is very much appreciated
Captain...?
WERTHEIMER
Johann Wertheimer, Your Majesty.
MARIE-LOUISE
Yes. You served with my husband
at Tolentino. He spoke of you as
a man of honour and dignity.
WERTHEIMER
It was a famous victory. He will
be sorely missed as both
statesman and soldier.
As Franz watches, Wertheimer bows to both Marie-Louise and
Sophie.
WERTHEIMER
Forgive my intrusion.
He walks away - Franz approaches.
FRANZ
(kissing her on the cheek)
Mother. Who was that Officer? I
didn’t recognise the name.
Wertheimer? I am somewhat
confused though because I thought
I heard him say he served with my
father at Tolentino; that it was
a famous victory?
MARIE-LOUISE
(uncomfortable)
That is what the Captain said.
Yes.
FRANZ
The French were defeated at
Tolentino, it was the Austrians
who were victorious.
SOPHIE
Please Franz, this isn’t...
FRANZ
(to Sophie)
I am speaking to my mother.
(to Marie-Louise)
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47.
FRANZI certainly don’t remember any,
Wertheimer, serving with my
father. He also offered his
condolences - it has been several
years since my father passed...
SOPHIE
Franz...this is not the time nor
the place...
FRANZ
(touching Marie-Louise’s
cheeks)
You appear to be crying darling
mother - have I upset you or was
it what the Captain said?
Marie-Louise goes to turn away. He grabs her face.
FRANZ
You are hiding something from
me...what is it?
MARIE-LOUISE
People are staring!
FRANZ
(looking around)
Why should I care about them? Or
do they know this dark secret you
are keeping from your son?
MARIE-LOUISE
I should have told you...
Sophie takes hold of Franz’s hand.
He stares at Marie-Louise - eventually he lets go of her.
70 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, GREAT GALLERY - NIGHT
Marie-Louise RUSHES across the Gallery and exits.
SOPHIE
That was no way to treat your
mother. She has a respected place
in society, as do you. You would
do well to remember that.
FRANZ
Is there something you would like
to tell me? I would be extremely
disappointed if you, my friend,
were keeping things from me.
Sophie shakes her head and follows Marie-Louise out.
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48.
71 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HALL OF MIRRORS - NIGHT
Franz walks through the Hall, looking at his reflection.
72 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HALL OF MIRRORS - NIGHT
Franz stands in front of a mirror. He smiles. He frowns.
He laughs. He cries. His fingers, each in turn, dance over
his thumb. His face shows no emotion. Eventually he
smiles, wipes the tears from his eyes. His fingers stop
moving.
73 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HALL OF MIRRORS - NIGHT
Franz turns. Lambert stands at the door.
LAMBERT
Your Highness, I have a message
from the kitchen.
FRANZ
Why, yes...yes...of course.
He takes one last look at himself, then follows Lambert
out.
74 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, KITCHEN - NIGHT
Franz enters the kitchen. Many SERVANTS, SERVING STAFF,
KITCHEN STAFF RUSH about. When they notice Franz they stop
and bow.
FRANZ
Please, don’t let me distract
you.
They look unsure but slowly do as he asked. An old man,
the CHEF approaches Franz. Franz holds out his hand, they
shake.
CHEF
Your Highness.
FRANZ
(laughing)
There was a time you used to call
me boy, do you remember? A rude
and spiteful boy...
CHEF
Spiteful no. Never that and not
rude either...playful, yes.
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49.
FRANZ
Playful...we will agree on that.
Franz points to the large table in the centre of the room.
FRANZ
You used to catch me hiding under
there but always pretended you
didn’t know where I was.
CHEF
You were an expert at being
unseen.
FRANZ
Hiding in plain sight: a trait I
seem to have nurtured my whole
life. Anyway...Fraulein Waltz?
CHEF
In the pastry kitchen...
FRANZ
I know the way. Don’t let me keep
you.
Franz reaches out, grabs the Chef’s hand again.
FRANZ
It is always a pleasure to see
you old friend. Good evening
everybody.
He exits as the Staff reply: GOOD EVENING.
75 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, PASTRY KITCHEN - NIGHT
Franz KNOCKS at the door and enters.
FRAULEIN WALTZ is putting pastries into the oven - when
she sees Franz she stands back, brushes down her uniform.
WALTZ
(curtsying)
Your Highness.
FRANZ
(waving his hand)
Please, I am not the Emperor, nor
an Archduke.
WALTZ
You have a position and that
should be respected.
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50.
FRANZ
(smiling)
By some, yes.
FRANZ
(motioning to the small
table and chairs)
Can we sit and talk a moment?
Franz waits for her to pull out a chair and sit. Once she
is comfortable, he sits down too.
WALTZ
Have I caused some displeasure?
FRANZ
I have been wanting to speak to
you most of the day.
Fraulein Waltz smiles but looks confused.
FRANZ
I was surprised when I heard that
you were still in the Palace -
your niece passed away in the
flood...
WALTZ
...I had been informed that was
what happened.
FRANZ
Your late sister’s daughter?
WALTZ
That is correct.
FRANZ
So why are you here? You should
be with your family. Not making
croissants for tomorrow’s
breakfast!
WALTZ
I don’t have much family anymore.
There is nothing I can do for
her, she is in the arms of our
Lord. The church will bury her in
time.
FRANZ
I wanted to help in the villages
but I was told it was not
possible. I would have done
anything, something at least. You
were close to your niece?
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51.
WALTZ
I was. Yes. Since my
sister....yes, I was.
FRANZ
Then go to her. Ensure she is
respected in death as she was in
life...
He reaches inside his tunic, takes out a small pouch.
FRANZ
That should provide for a decent
funeral.
WALTZ
I can’t take that, it wouldn’t be
right.
FRANZ
(standing)
You are taking nothing. I give it
to you freely.
Fraulein Waltz is CRYING. She RUSHES over to him, hugs
him, then stops when she realises what she has done. He
kisses her on the forehead and exits.
76 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, COURTYARD - EARLY MORNING
Franz walks towards the Palace’s entrance. He has been
riding. He looks exhausted. Marie-Louise exits the Palace.
FRANZ
Up early mother?
He kisses her.
MARIE-LOUISE
It’s freezing, you should be
wearing something warmer.
FRANZ
I’ll be fine. I can look after
myself.
MARIE-LOUISE
When you were a boy do you
remember the walks we used to
take together?
FRANZ
I’m not a child anymore.
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52.
MARIE-LOUISE
No...but...it’s been a long
time...accompany me - please.
She holds out her arm. He nods and takes it.
77 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, TIERGARTEN - MORNING
Arm in arm they walk through the zoo, admiring the various
animals and exotic plant-life.
FRANZ
I would like to apologise for
last night. I was disrespectful.
However, I’m sure you understand
my...confusion? I do not like
people keeping secrets.
Especially not you; especially
not Sophie.
MARIE-LOUISE
Have you made peace with her? She
was upset.
FRANZ
I will when the opportunity
presents itself.
MARIE-LOUISE
Learn to control your temper,
especially in the company of
others. Always remember your
place...your manners must be
impeccable.
Franz’s fingers begin to dance over his thumb.
FRANZ
Now that I have apologised, I
demand to know the truth...
MARIE-LOUISE
...demand?
He calms. His fingers stop moving. He takes a deep breath.
FRANZ
I would like to KNOW the truth.
She breaks free walks to one of the animal enclosures.
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53.
78 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, TIERGARTEN - MORNING
Marie-Louise stares into the enclosure.
MARIE-LOUISE
I do not wish to make you angry
or upset. Count von Neipperg...
FRANZ
The General? The Grand Master of
the Court of Parma?
MARIE-LOUISE
He accompanied me when I first
went to Italy. He made my life
more comfortable. He was a good
man.
FRANZ
He hated my father...
Marie-Louise slowly walks away to the next enclosure.
79 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, TIERGARTEN, MORNING
Franz follows behind Marie-Louise, catches up - takes her
arm.
FRANZ
...he was also held in high
esteem at Court here. It was said
he was a courageous soldier, a
man of great character and
intelligence, a highly skilled
diplomat and negotiator...
MARIE-LOUISE
...he was those things and more.
When you were younger you sought
his advice on more than one
occasion. He was greatly moved by
your letters.
FRANZ
The General offered some wise
counsel that is true and spoke of
the armies he commanded, the
battles where he triumphed. BUT
all that was incomparable to
those of the great Napoleon!
Mother, why are we speaking of
Von Neipperg?
MARIE-LOUISE
I said he was many things.
Including my husband.
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54.
Franz stops walking.
MARIE-LOUISE
It was never meant...we were
married and...
FRANZ
(angry)
I beg your pardon: husband?!
Franz walks away, his right hand becomes a fist.
80 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, TIERGARTEN - MORNING
Franz spins around, faces Marie-Louise. His fist clenches
/ unclenches.
FRANZ
When did this HAPPY event occur?
I do not remember receiving THAT
invitation.
MARIE-LOUISE
The actual WHEN isn’t important
but that it did...
FRANZ
(angry)
Of course it is. What else are
you keeping from me mother?! Tell
me!
MARIE-LOUISE
Calm yourself, you are becoming
hysterical.
Franz takes a step back. He closes his eyes for a BEAT.
FRANZ
(slowly)
I need your honesty. Was my
father’s corpse cold before you
involved yourself with
this...man?
MARIE-LOUISE
Haven’t I already told you: show
some respect.
FRANZ
Respect?! That word has no
meaning now!
MARIE-LOUISE
Franz...
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55.
FRANZ
(pacing backwards and
forwards)
Were you lovers when Napoleon was
forlorn and forgotten - by some,
obviously - on a rock in the
middle of the ocean? Was the
one-eyed General warming himself
in your bed?!
MARIE-LOUISE
I will not answer that...
She walks away.
81 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, TIERGARTEN - MORNING
Franz grabs her arm, turns her so they are face to face.
FRANZ
(furious)
DID YOU BETRAY MY FATHER, YOUR
HUSBAND, WITH THIS ANIMAL?!
MARIE-LOUISE
(crying)
Yes, yes, yes!
He lets go of her, she backs away. Franz shakes, his face
red. He bends over and starts to cough.
MARIE-LOUISE
(approaching but keeping her
distance)
Franz, please son, calm down.
Breathe, breathe, please breathe.
His coughing continues; slowly he controls himself. He
stands up, adjusts his hair, his clothes, he wipes his
face. He stares blankly at his mother. He motions to the
enclosure behind him.
FRANZ
(calm)
I called the General an animal.
That was incorrect, I respect
animals.
He walks towards her, she backs away slightly. He kisses
both her cheeks.
FRANZ
Good day, Your Majesty.
He bows his head and walks away.
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56.
MARIE-LOUISE
Don’t leave like this! FRANZ!
She watches as he MARCHES off into the distance.
82 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, COURTYARD - DAY
Franz MARCHES into the Courtyard, towards the Palace.
Sophie’s carriage is being packed by the LADIES-IN-WAITING
and COACHMEN, Sophie watches and tells them where to put
her trunks and belongings. She approaches Franz.
SOPHIE
You’ve been riding?
FRANZ
What? Earlier...why?
SOPHIE
Your cheeks are flushed.
FRANZ
I have been with my mother. She
told me about her dead...husband.
Sophie pulls Franz out of ear-shot of her Staff.
SOPHIE
She loved him very much. She was
devastated when he died. Such a
horrible illness.
FRANZ
She loved my father. I do not
remember any such devastation
when he died. You knew about this
marriage?
SOPHIE
(looking away)
Eventually yes.
FRANZ
You didn’t think to tell me?
SOPHIE
They didn’t want you upset.
FRANZ
They? Everyone knew but me...
SOPHIE
They said it was in your best
interests, they wanted to protect
you.
-
57.
FRANZ
Protect? What am I - a broken
toy?
SOPHIE
Don’t think like that, you were
younger and...
FRANZ
...and what? I wasn’t capable of
comprehending?
SOPHIE
They should have said something -
I agree. She did love him...
FRANZ
The General or my father?
SOPHIE
Both, but differently perhaps.
Politics can be complicated at
the best of times.
FRANZ
Politics? Whatever the General
could offer or whatever THEY
thought he could offer - he was
not a great man like my father.
SOPHIE
Don’t be too hard on your mother
or yourself. Try to understand
from her point of view...
FRANZ
(thinking)
Perhaps. Accept my apologies for
my harsh words last evening. I
should have shown you more
respect.
SOPHIE
(kissing his cheek)
No apology is needed. I promise I
won’t keep anything from you
again.
FRANZ
Then we depart as friends?
She grabs his hands, squeezes them.
SOPHIE
Always.
-
58.
83 EXT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, COURTYARD - DAY
Franz and Sophie walks towards her carriage.
FRANZ
I’d better ready myself for the
journey to Gratz.
He helps her into the carriage; she pulls the door behind
her.
SOPHIE
See you this evening!
He waves as the carriage pulls away. He heads into the
Palace.
84 INT. SCHÖNBRUNN PALACE, HIDDEN ROOM - DAY
Franz searches through his books, papers and
correspondence. He finds the letters from Neipperg - he
reads them, then RIPS them into pieces. He slumps into his
chair and begins to CRY.
Legend: Gratz
85 INT. HAPSBURG PALACE, BALLROOM / DINING ROOM - NIGHT
The Ballroom is full of Dignitaries, Military Officers,
Royal Family Members and various Lords and Ladies. Francis
and Karoline sit at the far end in a discussion with
Sophie and Franz-Karl.
A small ORCHESTRA plays SALIERI: LA FUGA
Some People are DANCING, others sit at their tables.
SERVING STAFF walk around with trays of champagne.
Franz enters. He goes to the seating plan which is
displayed on an ornate trestle. He is acknowledged by
several Officers who enter behind him.
Near a table Prokesch stands talking to COUNTESS ISABELLA
MOLYNEUX.
Franz leaves the Officers - walks across the Ballroom
towards Francis - he bows.
Molyneux continues to speak to Prokesch who nods several
times in politeness. Whilst she is distracted, Prokesch
looks at the place names on the table. He sees that she is
sitting next to him, he swaps the names so that Franz is
now there.
-
59.
86 INT. HAPSBURG PALACE, BALLROOM / DINING ROOM - NIGHT
Franz shakes hands with various Dignitaries / Officers.
They look happy to make his acquaintance. As Franz
approaches his table, Molyneux goes to turn but Prokesch
blocks her. He bows.
In the B/GRND - the Orchestra stops playing, People move
to their respective chairs and sit down.
PROKESCH
Your Highness. Congratulations on
your promotion. I’ve been
following your military career
with interest - I was there for
your exam, you led your troop
admirably. It reminded me of your
father. It was a shame about the
floods...
FRANZ
My father? You flatter me too
much.
PROKESCH
Not at all. Look, the gods have
smiled favourably, we are sitting
together.
He pulls out a chair for Franz. Molyneux is about to
complain but an Italian Officer - LIEUTENANT-GENERAL
ALBERTO SORDI-CONI - catches her eye - he helps her into
her chair.
PROKESCH
We haven’t been correctly
introduced. I am Major Anton
Prokesch. It is an honour to meet
you, the son of the great
Napoleon.