铁面人 The Man in the Iron Mask Movie Script

杰瑞发布于25 Nov 10:58

故事发生在1660年的法国，国王路易（理查德·查伯兰 Richard Chamberlain 饰）整日沉湎于酒色之中，无心朝政，使臣民们生活在水深火热之中。路易有一个孪生弟弟名为菲利普（理查德·查伯兰 Richard Chamberlain 饰），史书中记载的菲利普刚刚出生便已夭折，可实际上，他被偷偷送往阿尔卑斯山的一个庄园中，隐姓埋名，生长在此。 　　国王的昏庸让内务大臣科贝尔（拉尔夫·理查德森 Ralph Richardson 饰）和火枪手队长达达尼昂（路易斯·乔丹 Louis Jourdan 饰）感到大为不满，他们决定找到菲利普，扶持他推翻哥哥的统治，登上王位。贪婪的财政大臣富凯（帕特里克·麦高汉 Patrick McGoohan 饰）早先一步找到了菲利普，他和国王一起设计，给菲利普带上铁面，投入了深牢之中。 Paris is starving, but the King of France is more interested in money and bedding women. When a young soldier dies for the sake of a shag, Aramis, Athos and Porthos band together with a plan to replace the king. Unknown to many, there is a 2nd king, a twin, hidden at birth, then imprisoned for 6 years behind an iron mask. All that remains now is D'Artagnan, will he stand against his long time friends, or do what is best for his country?

He pauses as he sees, parked to one side of the old residence, a big rickety carriage. D'Artagnan smiles.
D'ARTAGNAN Porthos too!
D'Artagnan hears drunken feminine giggles echoing down the staircase of the tower above him.
INT. PRIESTS' RESIDENCE - A STAIRWAY - DAY Four people are moving up a winding stairway; three are women, bosoms spilling from their gaudy dresses; the fourth is PORTHOS, the former Musketeer, now a nobleman of great wealth and even greater girth. He and the women are drinking wine as they stagger up the stairs, the women towing Porthos like rowboats tugging a ship to dock. Porthos is not so drunk that his hands fail to find pleasant places to grip their bodies as they walk and giggle.
PORTHOS:
Ah ha! Here we are! Aramis!
Porthos is here!
They reach a doorway. Porthos kicks it open, staggers back, and begins shoving the women inside.
INT. A PRIEST'S APARTMENT - DAY The first of the partying women tumbles inside; she stops short at what she sees. The second and third stumble in after her and they too stop dead still, sobered by what they see. Then with a great roar Porthos barrels in.
PORTHOS:
Aaaaaaaramis!! Porthos is -- He stops dead in his tracks. From the POV OF PORTHOS AND THE WOMEN, we see ARAMIS. Always the most theological of the Musketeers, and ruthlessly brilliant, he is still lean and powerful. And still handsome, or at least he would be; but now he kneels before a single candle at a private altar, wearing sackcloth and ashes in penitent prayer.
PORTHOS:
Sorry, my dears. You would have enjoyed it too. He's hung like a donkey.
WENCH 1 So are you.
PORTHOS:
Really? I haven't been able to see it for fifteen years. Go on now, leave His Holiness alone. I'll bring you back tomorrow when he's in a better mood.
He whacks their bottoms, herding them out, then swaggers to Aramis, heaving himself to a seat beside his praying friend.
PORTHOS:
Please revel with me, Aramis, I need my spirits lifted. I'm old, I'm weak, my strength is gone --
ARAMIS:
Be quiet, you fat fool. Can't you see I'm praying?
PORTHOS:
I just said you're praying! Are you deaf too? I know you're blind, because if you had seen the tits that just walked out of here, you'd have tears in your eyes.
ARAMIS:
(trying to ignore him) There are more important things than tits.
PORTHOS:
Really? If you can name me one thing, one single thing, that is more sublime than the feel of a plump pink nipple between my lips, I will buy you a new cathedral.
Aramis is still trying to pray, but rises to the bait.
ARAMIS:
Forgiveness.
PORTHOS:
Forgiveness?
As if in reply, Porthos lets rip an enormous rolling fart.
PORTHOS:
(beat) Forgive me.
Aramis' fingers clamp down on the rosary beads, as he tries to keep praying.
PORTHOS:
Am I forgiven?