铁面人 The Man in the Iron Mask Movie Script

EXT. GARDENS - OUTSIDE THE KING'S WINDOW - NIGHT The apparition ducks into the shadows.

INT. PALACE - D'ARTAGNAN'S ROOM - NIGHT D'Artagnan is sitting on his cot thinking of all that has just happened when he hears the king's shouts of alarm.

LOUIS' VOICE Help!

In an instant d'Artagnan is reacting, snatching up his sword and racing out into the corridor, toward the King's room.

INT. CORRIDOR - NIGHT The guards outside the King's room find the door latched from within, and they don't know what to do... D'Artagnan, running up, never slows down; he crashes into the doors.

INT. THE KING'S BEDCHAMBER - NIGHT The King whirls as the doors explode inward and d'Artagnan barrels through.

LOUIS:

Out there! Look! Out there! He -- The garden is empty.

D'ARTAGNAN I just left the garden, it was empty. What did you see?

LOUIS:

It... was nothing. A nightmare, nothing more. Go away, I -- D'Artagnan guides his guards out, but glances back to see the King, ashamed and worried. D'Artagnan tells his men -- D'ARTAGNAN Check the garden.

EXT. GARDEN - OUTSIDE THE KING'S WINDOW - NIGHT An old Jesuit priest slips back into the garden chapel where the nuns have returned to pray. He kneels at a back pew, tucking the iron mask deep within his robes. The young Musketeers who move through the garden glance into the chapel, see only the normal piety, and move on. The old priest crosses himself, bows his head, and smiles.

CUT TO:

CLOSE - PHILLIPPE'S EYES, THROUGH THE SLITS OF THE MASK They are frightened. As we PULL BACK we see the Iron Mask, in an OVERHEAD POV... Phillippe is lying on his back, his head resting on an anvil. Athos stands close by, lending support; Aramis and Porthos look on. A blacksmith stands over Phillippe. He positions the point of his chisel against the lock of the mask. It takes several ringing hammer blows -- which we experience from a POV WITHIN THE MASK -- before the lock breaks.

Athos, as gently as he can, pries open the iron mask.

PHILLIPPE'S FACE is a wretched sight, overgrown with a matted tangle of hair and beard, and with a deathly pallor.

Phillippe sits up, lifting his head out of the mask. He looks at the Musketeers, watching them for their reactions.

At first they are frozen; then there is recognition, awe.

Phillippe sees a cooling bucket beside the forge, and looks down into THE SURFACE OF THE WATER, at his REFLECTION.

PORTHOS:

Aramis! Athos! He looks exactly like... exactly like...

ARAMIS:

I will answer all your questions.

But first soap, water, and a razor.

INT. THE MANOR HOUSE'S MAIN DINING ROOM - DAY Aramis and Porthos are sitting at the table when Athos ushers in -- PHILLIPPE, CLEANED UP The change in him is remarkable, and his face so identical to the King's that Porthos actually jumps. Phillippe takes a seat opposite Aramis, and looks around, wary, vulnerable.

ARAMIS:

Yes. Identical.

Aramis' eyes are aflame as he looks across at Phillippe.

ARAMIS:

The greatest secret of life is who we truly are. Now I must give you that secret, which has been kept from you your whole life. It began on the night when Louis was born.

PORTHOS:

I remember that night. D'Artagnan was drunk, the only time I've seen him that way. The three of us were reveling, remember, Athos?

ARAMIS:

But I was on duty... IN FLASHBACK... We see the shadowy Musketeer we saw in the opening, moving up the dark steps of the palace. We see now it was Aramis.