On my tombstone,
I want it to say that I lived in a rainless land.
On my tombstone, I want it to say that the tyrants won,
but we were still standing.
We've been trapped in the slums for ten days.
Hunted by penitents.
Our strength sapped.
We are too few.
How long can we hold out?
No one knows.
On my tombstone, I want it to say that to spark hope,
I took the darkest paths.
100,000 ducats.
100,000 ducats for the devil spawn.
And 100,000 for the sinful prince and princess.
Make way!
Move!
Come on. Move it!
-Come on! Move! -Who's that?
This drought is God's punishment.
The Devil has tainted Ségur.
And God expects us to conquer him.
God awaits our penance!
Penance!
Do you wish to please God?
Yes.
Deliver us the devil spawn.
Deliver us the sinful prince and princess.
Do you believe in Almighty God,
maker of Heaven and Earth?
Do you bow to his wrath?
I do.
Louder.
-I do! -Do you renounce Satan?
All his works?
And all his empty promises?
The Church is lying to you!
The Devil does not exist.
There is no devil spawn.
They're lying to you! The Devil doesn't exist!
That's her!
With me! Don't lose her this time!
She's here! Hurry!
Hey, you, there!
This way!
Over here!
-I told you not to go. -I said I'd go anyway.
Did he suffer?
Before dying, he said the Church was lying.
That there is no Devil or devil spawn.
If that's true, why did the one-eyed woman want me dead?
Forget about her. She's dead, along with her bullshit.
-Sir. -Hello.
-She said I'm the saviour. -Forget her! She's mad.
A child's bloodshed won't save this world.
We can do no more.
The penitents have won.
We are too few. We must leave.
Not necessarily.
We have the people.
Nobody wants the penitents or believes their lies.
They're scared, but seeing the prince, they'd take up arms and fight.
The slums are ready to explode. All it takes is a spark.
The prince is in no fit state.
Even if he were, it'd be a bloodbath. We'd all die, him first.
You can't fight lunatics with a handful of peasants.
So, we run? Like fucking cockroaches? And leave them to pillage and torture?
I'm a soldier, not a cockroach.
I'd need 1,000 like you, Thibault, but I barely have 50.
We will plan our escape to Lamartine.
You let the devil spawn get away.
The slums are vast.
I lack the numbers.
And the people refuse to give her up. They're hiding her.
So it's their fault you are unable to catch a child?
I gave you the sword of divine justice,
and you can't even gain the respect
of a handful of peasants.
What use are you
if you cannot even instil fear?
You disgrace God.
I'm his most faithful servant.
But finding this child won't help win the holy war.
-What do you know? -I know the Devil doesn't exist.
Your predecessors made it up.
If the Devil doesn't exist, how can she be his child?
Now you're applying reason. Good.
I'm proud of you.
But that isn't why I pulled you from the gutter.
So do not challenge my orders.
Forgive me, Father.
He's useless to us.
We won't lug a traitor all the way to Lamartine.
-Lothar wants to kill your father. -He won't get away with this!
Hortense, do something.
You will pay for your crimes. For Tancrède and all the others.
Hortense, my dear, please.
Tell your flunky to lower his sword.
You'd let your father die?
Your little pact would have done what to me?
You're my only child. I wouldn't let him hurt you.
Sorry, I don't believe you.
Wait! I know how to kill Brother Penance and the archbishop.
A secret passage leads to the prince's chambers.
You'd say anything to save your rotting carcass.
Just ask him! I used it with the prince.
Even if we get assassins in,
the archbishop and Penance are well-guarded.
Unless we get their men out of the citadel.
How?
An uprising in the slums.
I'll be your spark, Thibault.
If the Princess of Ségur is seen in the slums in full armour, you're right.
They'll fight with us.
The archbishop'll send his troops, giving our assassins free rein.
Nonsense. You'll get yourself killed.
It's our only chance to get rid of Penance and the archbishop.
You're neither married nor their princess.
If I weren't, the militia wouldn't be looking for me.
Your Highness, I recognise you as Princess of Ségur.
And I'd be proud to die at your side.
Are you crazy?
You want to fight?
Yes, I'll fight. For them.
You didn't know them two weeks ago.
-If I go, they'll lose hope. -It's the best gift you can give.
Hope is dangerous. It makes people do desperate things.
I'm not asking you to stay. You've already done a lot.
-What? -Go to Lamartine with Perla.
Do you want to die here?
What is it to you?
Since when do you care?
Perla won't go without you.
I'll talk to her.
Thank you, Your Highness.
Thank you, Princess.
You're staying too?
-I was hired to make the hit. -How much did they offer?
Nothing.
And you're going with her.
They have no hope of winning.
It's suicide.
-Talk to her. -She knows, Néro.
Suicide and self-sacrifice are different.
You'll learn one day.
Take Perla far from here.
And take care of her.
It's over here. Near the cemetery.
Where exactly?
I don't know. I'll remember once I'm there.
Let's check.
So we're sure.
If the passage exists, we execute the plan.
I'll handle Penance and the archbishop with Zineb. You'll stay with the princess.
Then we can all die heroes.
My father and Zineb will take the passage.
Meanwhile, Hortense stirs up the rebellion with me, Lothar and all the soldiers.
Not you, Perla.
And how will you stop me?
Tie me up?
Anyway, it's not your call. If I want to fight, I'll fight.
I have a mission for you.
You'll come with Zineb and I. We'll kill those bastards.
You can sneak anywhere. We can't.
Tomorrow, you're on recon with us.
I've dreamt of this moment.
It isn't how I pictured it.
Never live out your dreams. It always disappoints.
I don't believe this hero crap.
I don't get why you're doing it.
My maid said you could get me some root.
You're not hurt.
Even if you were, I'd rather see you suffer.
I know.
I'm glad you're staying.
What are you doing?
I don't know.
That doesn't mean "stick your tongue in my mouth".
"I'm glad you're staying…"
-It does a bit. -Well, no.
Sorry.
That was dumb.
I'm scared, Néro.
You won't die, Hortense.
I was wrong. It'll work.
I saw them. The people will follow you.
Maybe because you're crazy and annoying…
and incredibly beautiful.
One thing's certain, you have a gift.
When you look at someone,
you make them want to be better.
Your father…
Do you trust him?
On the whole, no.
He's hiding something.
What?
This secret passage is too convenient.
Why only tell us now?
-Do you think it's a trap? -I don't know.
I have a bad feeling.
I'll come with you tomorrow.
Where are you going?
It's my watch.
You need to sleep, Perla.
Do you think he'll make it?
I'd say yes, but I don't want to lie.
But you and I will.
And Hortense.
And we'll kill those bastards.
Someone from the slums gave us this map.
God comes to our aid.
Why the hell are they here? They can't come with us.
They're wanted throughout the city. Do you want us to get caught?
They're coming.
I'll check over there.
Move!
Get out of my way!
What is it?
It's full of penitents. We can't go on. We were betrayed.
Me? I've been chained up in that hovel for ten days.
We need the girl. Find her.
Let's get out of here.
-Captain. -Yes?
This is from Néro.
He asked me to wait until he left.
-We have to leave. -What about the prince?
-Lothar? The others? -I'll warn them. Go.
-I'm coming. -Me too.
-No. -I'm coming.
-Go back to Lamartine. Right. -No.
-I won't abandon them. -Hortense.
The archbishop won. Want to save Ségur? Go to Lamartine, build an army.
You're no use dead.
It's him.
-What? -He's the one who betrayed you.
You're so pathetic.
Is it because I love him? Tancrède wasn't enough for you?
Kill him. It's all he deserves.
Your plan was suicide. He couldn't convince you, so he sabotaged it.
Think. Why are you here and not at the hideout?
What was his excuse for you to come with us?
Huh?
You didn't, did you?
Tell me you didn't.
I gave them warning.
I BETRAYED YOU EVACUATE EVERYONE
-You betrayed us! -You'd die. What was I to do?
-Kill the tyrants! -The world's full of tyrants.
Two more or less, what do I care?
This is your very best?
This is dying a hero?
You and Perla are all that matter.
Perla?
Perla? Go back to Lamartine!
Hortense.
He's right. You can do nothing more.
Help me take back power in Lamartine.
We'll return with an army to save Ségur.
Come.
Perla!
Penance!
Perla!
Penance!
Perla!
Penance!
Hey!
Get off me!
Come here!
-Over there! Get them! -Get him out!
So the real penance is seeing your face?
Get up.
Kill me.
My faith protects me.
Faith conquers all.
Give to God.
A gift. From my daughter.
Find her!
Run!
Where is she?
Only you can save us.
Perla!
No!
Perla!
Father.
God has heard us.
The drought is over. God has forgiven us.
Our repentance was heard.
You don't understand.
The child was sacrificed. The ritual took place.
It's not God. It's her.
She made it rain.
She has nothing to do with it.
My words, my repentance saved us.
Silence, fool!
You know nothing!
How dare you answer back?
I made you. You are nothing in God's eyes.
Nothing!
Just a mere leper.
A leper who gives to God every day.
And you?
What do you give God to deserve his forgiveness?
The penitents have won.
My own are likely dead.
The orphan I once was briefly experienced the blessing of a family.
On my tombstone, I want it to say,
"Her name was Perla."
"Daughter of an assassin and a whore."
"She was the last witch."
Subtitle translation by: Laura Player