铁面人 The Man in the Iron Mask Movie Script

INT. A BATTLEFIELD COMMAND TENT Raoul has just received orders from General Fromberge, who sits at a map table, Raoul salutes and follows a young staff officer from the tent. As Raoul leaves, the General withdraws from his leather field pouch a royal letter -- parchment, with blue and gold seals. Fromberge touches the edge of the parchment to the candle, and burns the letter... EXT. TRENCH - DARKNESS Two men move along a deep trench, the siege works of 17th century siege warfare. One of the men is Raoul, carrying a musket; in his new uniform he looks out of place among the dirty, battle weary men they pass. He is following the STAFF OFFICER who is no older than himself, but whose eyes are already dead, while Raoul's are wide and wild.

The trench is deep as a grave; by crouching, both men keep their heads below the surrounding ground. Thick smoke rolls over their heads; we can't tell if it is day or night. From all around come sounds of battle, with the sporadic fire of muskets and the rumble of cannons; officers shout orders in the distance; wounded men nearby whimper for water and the officer leads Raoul by them as if they did not exist.

The young Staff Officer stops at a bend in the trench.

STAFF OFFICER: Here.

Without another word he goes back the way he came. Raoul grips his musket and looks around him; he finds himself among several dozen stark eyed men manning the forward curve of the trench. He has little time to wonder what will happen next.

A horn trumpets close by, and with a shout, the French soldiers clamber out of their breastworks.

For an instant, Raoul hesitates in pure terror, then joins the charge with a shout of his own --

RAOUL:

Mi-cheeelllll!! -- On the stone wall looming above the French soldiers, orange blossoms of fire -- the muzzle flash of primitive cannons -- penetrate the smoke, and the ground at Raoul's feet explodes, hurling him backwards. He covered barely a few feet, and falls almost exactly where he started.

Dead.

CUT TO:

CLOSE - THE DOOR OF ATHOS' ROOMS - DAY A gloved hand raps on the door. Athos opens it to a military messenger, who shoves at him a single sheet of paper, rolled and tied with ribbon.

INT. ATHOS' ROOM - NIGHT The message slams onto the table as Athos staggers upon it, his legs buckling beneath him in shock and grief.

INT. D'ARTAGNAN'S ROOM - DAY D'Artagnan is working at his desk, as the Lieutenant enters.

LIEUTENANT: Sir... a casualty report came... D'Artagnan looks at the paper the Lieutenant hands him.

D'ARTAGNAN No, no, no... He sags for a moment, then grabs his cloak and sword.

INT./ EXT. MUSKETEER'S GATE OF THE PALACE - DAY The Musketeer's Gate is close to the stables where the Musketeers train and keep their horses. D'Artagnan hurries from the Palace and snaps an order.

D'ARTAGNAN Saddle my horse!

The grooms jump to work; several young Musketeers nearby stop their training, noticing their Captain's agitation.

D'ARTAGNAN Hurry -- But then d'Artagnan sees Athos coming, riding furiously through the Musketeers' gate. D'Artagnan steps out to meet him as Athos reins in his horse and jumps from the saddle.

D'ARTAGNAN Athos, my friend -- Athos marches to the palace door; d'Artagnan cuts him off.

D'ARTAGNAN Athos, please...!

ATHOS:

Get out of my way.

D'ARTAGNAN (grabbing him) Athos, I beg you -- Athos punches d'Artagnan with furious strength, knocking him aside. The young Musketeers reach for their weapons, but d'Artagnan is up quickly, throwing himself in front of Athos again, blocking the doorway into the palace.

D'ARTAGNAN Where are you going?

ATHOS:

To kill the king.

At this, the swords of the young Musketeers sing from their scabbards. Athos wears a sword, but he has not drawn it.