Marie Antoinette

- Monsieur!

(door opening) - [Guards] Monsieur!

- Where is Louis?

- He's coming sire.

- So is she!

- Find him, find him.

- [Guards] Monsieur!

Monsieur!

- Here you are.

Welcome - You curtsy to his majesty.

- Oh, nonsense.

There is no need to stand on ceremony here.

(laughter) Oh, no.

You can save that for Versailles.

- It is an honor to make your acquaintance, Monsieur - Madame - Oh, no, no, no.

This is Provence, Louis's brother.

Oh, here he is.

Louis, Louis.

Here.

What have you caught?

Yes.

Ah.

(melancholic piano music) oh, oh, oh.

Do stop.

Do stop You're making our heads spin.

- Sorry.

- Come.

Come and meet the family.

- Yes.

- My daughters.

Adelaide and Victoire - Madame - And the Duke De Chartres.

- I'm a cousin.

What a pleasure.

- Ah, and this is the Princess De Lamballe an Italian member of our family by marriage.

It is possible that you are prettier than your picture.

- Thank you.

- I am hungry.

Let's have a little lunch.