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Cardinal Richelieu,|these men, they-- Please help me, Your Eminence.|Please, please have mercy. Please. He defaced your carriage and|stole valuables from inside. But it's just a coach.|Please, l was hungry. My family hasn't eaten|for days. Please. Please. ln the name of God,|l beg you. Very well.|ln the name of God. Oh, thank you,|Your Eminence. Your place in heaven|will always be assured. Of course. No. No. Don't!|No, please! Please, God.|No! No! One less mouth to feed. Getting sloppy, Girard.|Why don't you do yourself a favour? - Surrender.|- My sister's honour is at stake. How many times do l have to|tell you? Nothing happened. - l know what l saw, D'Artagnan.|- Girard, l told her l was|leaving for Paris. She wanted to give me something|to remember her by. - Liar!|- This is stupid, Girard. All l want to do is get to Paris|and join the Musketeers. You, a Musketeer?|Fantasy! My father was a Musketeer,|the King's personal bodyguard. The King was assassinated.|Your father was a failure... a disgrace|to the Musketeers. - What did you say?|- Your father was a disgrace. My brothers will avenge me. Already? Charge! Charge! Get him!|He's mine! Come back! He went that way! We'll get you,|D'Artagnan! ln the meantime, give|my regards to your sister. What should l do|with the Musketeer flag? Burn it. Musketeers. By joint edict of His Majesty|the King, Louis Xlll... and His Eminence|Cardinal Richelieu... the Musketeers are|officially disbanded. ln preparation for|the coming war with England... the ranks and commissions are forthwith|transferred to the infantry. You'll be notified|and told where to report. Until such time,|return to your homes. - And who will protect the King?|- The Cardinal's guards... have already assumed|that responsibility. You are ordered|to disperse. Should even one of you resist,|the entire corps... will be arrested|and imprisoned. All for one... and one for all. Well, there's nothing more|to be said, is there? Your Eminence. An impressive performance.|l especially admired that last touch. ''All for one|and one for all.'' lf l didn't know better, l should have|thought you wanted them to riot. lt would have given us|an excuse to arrest them. Hardly necessary. The Musketeers|are finished. Not entirely.|There are three. Three? l sent a patrol to find them.|They haven't returned yet. l want those Musketeers,|not excuses. Bring them in at once. Follow me. No loose ends this time,|Captain Rochefort. Athos. Porthos. Aramis. Do you have any idea|what you've done? l've saved you and your friend|from these bandits. These ''bandits'' are|the Queen's own bodyguards. The Queen? l'm sorry.|l-l had no idea. - What's your name?|- D'Artagnan. D'Artagnan.|A Gascon? l've come to Paris|to join the Musketeers. Then l'm sure l'll be|hearing your name again. - Would that please you?|- Ladies-in-waiting... are forbidden to socialize|with Musketeers. l'm not a Musketeer yet. With that kind of courage,|you will be one soon enough. Good luck, D'Artagnan. And thank you for the entertainment.|l enjoyed it immensely. Wait! You didn't|tell me your name! Constance! Constance. Come along. ls this Musketeer|Headquarters? No, this was|Musketeer Headquarters. Oh, you mean|it's been moved. No, l mean the Musketeers have been|disbanded. They no longer exist. Feel free to poke around|for souvenirs if you wish. But l just got here. How am l|supposed to become a Musketeer|if they've been disbanded? l say you've got|quite a problem. You're not being|very helpful. You need a lesson|in manners, boy. Anytime. Why don't you meet me outside|the city, by the ruins? Let's say noon. l'll be there! There he is. Come on. Out of my way, man!|Out of my way! How dare you touch me!|D'Artagnan! Get your hands off me!|D'Artagnan! - D'Artagnan!|- Here. Hold this horse|for me, all right? l'll be right back.|You got it? Thank you. My word! - Sorry. Sorry.|- Excuse me! This sash was a gift to me|from the Queen of America. There's no Queen of America. l beg to differ, infant. We're on quite intimate terms,|unless you can prove otherwise. Here's my proof. Oh, l see. lt's twit of the month,|come to challenge the mighty Porthos. - Thinks he's lightning with a sword.|- With the mighty who? -Don't tell me you've never heard of me.|-The world's biggest windbag? Little pimple... meet me behind|the Luxembourg at 1:00... and bring a long wooden box. Bring your own. ''The Lord God took the man|and put him in the garden|to till it and care for it... but of the fruit of the tree,|which is in the midst of the garden... God hath said,|'Ye shall not eat of it. Neither shall ye touch it,|lest ye die.' And the serpent said|unto the woman, 'Ye--'' Madam, l'm flattered, but l am|here to tutor you in theology. Forgive me, Monsieur Aramis,|but when you started talking|about original sin... l lost control|and became impassioned. lt won't happen again.|Please go on. Well, there's nothing unholy|about expressing one's emotions. On the contrary, religion|should be experienced... in an all-embracing way. We should feel free to express|our spirituality. Yes, darling. - Let me in!|- My husband! - You're married?|- Yes, l'm married. Oh. We must pray|for our sins. On second thought,|God's often busy. Out of my way, woman! No! Thank you. You broke|my fall perfectly. - But l do apologize|for the inconvenience.|- Get off me! - lf there's one thing|l can't abide, it's rudeness.|- You fell on me. - And l apologized for it.|- Well, your apology's not accepted. l hope your sword|is as quick as your mouth. - lt's quicker.|- Ah. A duel then. A duel. Meet me behind the Carmes-Deschaux|Monastery at 2:00. - l'll be there.|- As will l. Three duels in one day. - Homesick?|- Cardinal Richelieu. You surprised me. l often have|that effect on people. l can't imagine why. l'm really a very|gentle person. You seem a little unhappy|in your new home. Lonely.|ls that the same thing? Austria's loss|is France's gain. l'm not sure the King|shares your opinion. We've barely spoken|since our wedding day. Whenever we're together,|he seems so... uncertain. Arranged marriages|can be difficult. Your father and l|thought yours... would bring Austria and France|closer together. Countries align more swiftly|than people, l'm afraid. What a pity. Love is, l think... wasted on the young. His Majesty, the King. Cardinal Richelieu,|l've been looking for you. - Your Majesty.|- Anne. l didn't know you were here. - W-Would you like me to go?|- No. Please stay. - Your Eminence, l demand an answer.|- Perhaps if l knew the question. l just learned that you went ahead|and disbanded my Musketeers. - You approved the decision.|- But not the timing. l intended to address them myself|and explain the situation. These men are not just my|personal guards. They are my friends. A thousand apologies,|Your Majesty. We are on the brink|of war with England. The Duke of Buckingham plans|to invade La Rochelle within the month. We'll need the Musketeers in|the field if we are to defeat him. l thought it best|to act quickly. l will be the judge|of what is best... for me and for France. Of course.|Forgive me. He is becoming as troublesome|as his father. He's a foolish boy|and barely that. That foolish boy|is about to become a man... which is all the more reason|for us to act quickly. - Have our loose ends been tied up?|- Two patrols have been sent. l trust, Captain Rochefort, that you|are doing everything in your power... to rid us of these rebels. Don't let having only one eye|impair your vision. The loss of the other|would be most inconvenient. What is this? We were having a private party|celebrating the demise|of the Musketeers. - Go away.|- Athos, is that any way|to greet our guests? Gentlemen, don't be shy.|Come in. - Your friends have been expecting you.|- You're under arrest. Under whose authority? Mine. Hello again, Cyclops. Let's see, when was the last time|we had the pleasure of his company? l believe it was the day he was|cast out of the Musketeers. Conduct unbecoming a Musketeer.|That was the charge, was it not? You should know.|Three of you stood against me. - lt was the least we could do.|- You are hereby ordered... to surrender your tunics|and your commissions at once. You can, of course, refuse... become outlaws,|hunted men. But why not|come along quietly... for old times' sake? - Did l miss anyone?|- Congratulations, Porthos. - You brought down the house.|- Oh, drat. l was trying|to hit Rochefort. You go back and|you tell the Cardinal... we will continue to perform our sworn|duty, which is to protect the King. And we will use every means|within our power to fight him. Bold words. l look forward to ramming them|down your throat. Rochefort. lsn't that|a smelly kind of a cheese? Your manners have not|improved yet. You're late. Are you in a hurry to die? Here come|the grave diggers now. Athos, you cannot|fight this boy. - Why not?|- l'm fighting him. - Not until 1:00.|- l have a duel with him too. Not until 2:00. Let's get on with it then. Wouldn't want you to be late|for your future engagements. You're a Musketeer? - You're all Musketeers?|- You choose your opponents well. - Or should l say foolishly?|- l've been looking all over for you. Now you've found us. We have|some business to attend to... unless, of course, you'd like|to make it for a later date. No. l'm a man of honour. But believe me when l say that|killing you will bring me no pleasure. l'll be with you gentlemen|in a moment. - Oh, he's a feisty little fellow.|- Feisty indeed. There they are! Only a fool would try|and arrest us twice in one day. - You're under arrest.|- A fool. The boy's of no interest to me.|He's free to go. You coming peacefully,|or do you intend to resist? Oh, don't be so stupid.|Of course we intend to resist.|Just give us a moment, all right? Five of them, three of us.|Hardly seems fair. Maybe we should give them|a chance to surrender. - Excuse me, but there's four of us.|- lt's not your fight. You're not a Musketeer. l may not wear the tunic, but l believe|l have the heart of a Musketeer. - Warrior.|- Poet. - You got a name, boy?|- D'Artagnan. - Athos, Porthos and Aramis.|- Hello. - Nice to meet you again.|- Pleasure. Everyone acquainted? Now we are prepared|to resist you. God, l love my work. Take a look|at our young friend. By god, he's still alive. May the Lord forgive you for|any sins you may have committed. Amen. What's he doing? Last rites. Aramis takes death|very seriously. - ls he a priest?|- He used to be one of|the Cardinal's students. You, boy... are arrogant, hot-tempered|and entirely too bold. l like that.|Reminds me of me. Don't encourage him. By helping us, the|boy has made himself an outlaw as well. - Not if he leaves Paris right now.|- l can't leave now. - l just got here.|- Go home. Find a wench. Raise fat babies.|Live a good, long life. What about the motto of the Musketeers:|''All for one and one for all''? Wake up, boy.|The Musketeers are just a dream. Halt! Long live the Musketeers! He's mine. Go on. Get out of here.|Go on! - My sword!|- lt's magnificent. Where did you steal it? lt belonged to my father. Your father? Well, now it belongs to me. l collect swords, you see. l take them from|men l've killed. - Well, l'm not dead yet.|- You and the Musketeers... are responsible for the killing|of the Cardinal's guards,|an offence punishable by death. They interrupted a duel|we were fighting. A deed also punishable|by death. lt's been a busy day. Tell me where to find|the Musketeers... and l will give you back|your father's sword. Give me back my father's sword,|and l'll cut out your heart. ldiot. Like your father. - Take him below.|- Yes, sir. Hey, boy! Leave us. Milady de Winter. Your Eminence. Your beauty would make even|the most chaste of men... think of... impurity. l don't believe you suffer|the burden of chastity. Perhaps you're right. l was making an observation,|not an offer. A word of caution, Milady. A snap of my fingers, and you could|be back on the block where l found you. And with a flick|of my wrist... l could change|your religion. You're very persuasive. For a moment l forgot that your lovers|have a tendency to end up dead. Love has its risks. So does duty. The precision with which you|disposed of your husband... or should l say your|ex-husband, Lord de Winter... was commendable. Not to mention|helpful to our cause. - l do what is necessary.|- Yes. l have a new mission which|requires your singular talent. - What is it?|- You will carry this treaty|to the Duke of Buckingham. You're making an alliance|with England? The King has|left me no choice. The boy is beginning to believe that|he should rule France instead of me. - God forbid.|- You're to leave at once for Calais. A ship called the Persephone|will carry you to England. She sails Tuesday|at midnight. Buckingham's signature|must be next to mine... before the King's birthday,|Friday. Consider it done. And doing so|will earn you... the gratitude of a king. Until that day,|Your Eminence. Or should l say|''Your Majesty''? ''Majesty'' sounds good. Looking for me? Kneel. Were you taught|no respect for a man of God? Cardinal Richelieu. How much did you overhear? Hardly a word, Your Eminence.|The voices were much too low... - and with all the noise|from the prison--|- What's your name, boy? D'Artagnan. D'Artagnan. Oh, yes. Your father|was a Musketeer. He died while|protecting the King. The dream of every warrior: dying nobly|for King and country. Tell me, D'Artagnan, what noble|business brings you here? l came to join|the King's Musketeers. - Bad timing.|- So l've heard. Like the Knights|of the Round Table... the Musketeers have|outlived their usefulness. And so have|your three friends. Tell me where they are,|and l will spare your life. - l can't tell you what l don't know.|- Give my regards... - to the headsman and your father.|- Wait! -You object to losing your head?|-Yes. l like it where it is. Then tell me|what l want to know... and maybe you will keep it|a while longer! l don't know where they are. And if you did? l wouldn't tell you. l admire your courage,|D'Artagnan. You might have made|a fine Musketeer. But now we'll never know,|will we? They're bringing him now. lt's your time, lad.|Step down. Milady left at midnight|by private coach. A remarkable woman. The most|beautiful l've ever known. And the deadliest. Which would explain|my attraction. How is our young daredevil|holding up? He's wishing he never heard|of the Musketeers. D'Artagnan! Don't lose your head! Fear not, my son.|We are with you always. All for one... one for all. Now this axe was a gift to me|from the Czarina of Tokyo. Stop! Stop! Stop!|Stop! Stop! My carriage! Gentlemen, your carriage,|compliments of the Cardinal. Stop! Follow them!|Come on! Come on! D'Artagnan! The Cardinal's|sacred snack chamber. And what have we here? ls he a man of God|or a man of gold? D'Artagnan, would you be so kind|as to redistribute this wealth? Throw the coins, lad.|The people are hungry. Well done. Those Musketeers are a menace.|They must be stopped. The boy knows our plans. One thousand gold pieces|on each of their heads... dead or alive. l prefer dead. They're firing at us! - Champagne?|- We're in the middle|of a chase, Porthos. You're right.|Something red. For a chase, the Cardinal recommends|his excellent '24 cabernet. You can't have any.|You're too young. Take the reins, boy. Thank you. The picnic was delicious.|The champagne was excellent. Remind me to send|the Cardinal a note. The Cardinal!|We have to hurry! - You two have a date?|- No, it's the Cardinal.|He's conspiring against the King. - Tell us something we don't know.|- He sent a messenger... with a secret treaty|to a man named Buckingham. - The Duke of Buckingham?|- Do you know him? He rules England the way|the Cardinal rules France. There's a ship called the Persephone.|lt's waiting in Calais... to take the messenger to England;|it sails Tuesday midnight. We get that treaty, we can prove|the Cardinal guilty of treason. Calais is over|200 leagues from here. ls the Cardinal aware of the fact|that you have this information? Yes. - Turn here. Here!|- Right here? That's it.|Next time you drive. Give me the reins. Stop in the name|of the Cardinal! Over there! To your left!|Stop the Musketeers! Unhitch the horses. This is the end of the line, gentlemen.|l hope you enjoyed the ride. - Very much so. Thank you.|- Porthos, the brandy. Ooh, what a waste. - Up the hill!|- They're over there! - Hurry!|- lt's headed for the powder wagon! Run for it! Run! Run! Your Eminence, the Musketeers|have been sighted on the road to Calais. Thanks to|our winged friends... every mercenary and bounty hunter|in France will be waiting for them. All for one... and more for me. And l said, ''Marquaise... as l told you|at the Sausage Festival... a queen is no different|from a barmaid in the dark... though less practised|in the arts of massage.'' Right? D'Artagnan, if you're|going to be a proper Musketeer... you will have to be schooled in the|manly art of wenching. Right, ladies? First subject.|Very good. Very good indeed.|Let the schooling begin. The secret to wenching|is in the first kiss... for in that first kiss, a lasting|impression is made. Right, ladies? lf it is-- lf it is weak,|she'll think you're weak. lf it is comical, she'll|think you a clown. With me? Weak, weak.|Comical, clown. And as a Musketeer is never weak|and only rarely a clown... your first kiss must be|all the things that you are. Like this. See? You may, uh,|speak first if you like: your name, her name,|an endearment or two. Trust me. Words are a complete|waste of time at this sensitive point. Only the wrong words are|a complete waste of time. The right words can make|a more lasting impression than|a thousand of Porthos' kisses. - Not likely.|- Ah, see? Shall l demonstrate? As morning hues of sun-swept|fire caress your passionate face... alone with thee a pure desire|to worship untold grace. My soul would cry|in silent prayer... toward hours swept apart. Your essence warms the evening air|as l dance into your heart. - Shakespeare.|- Aramis. - Cheating.|- lt was beautiful. Thank you. Very well, D'Artagnan.|Your turn. As morning hues|of sun-swept-- - Fire.|- ...fire caress your poisoned face-- Bravo!|The boy's a natural! Ooh. A lively tune.|l'm inspired to dance. Why is Athos|sittin' by himself? He takes his drinking|very seriously. Not to worry. He'll be his|usual charming self by morning. Ho-ho-ho!|A lovely time. Athos, why don't you|come join us? You fight like a man. Let's see|if you can drink like one. l'll drink anything|you put in front of me. Famous last words. What should we drink to? Let's drink to love. To love. Let me tell you|a story about love, D'Artagnan. l knew a young man once,|a Count. Feared he would|never fall in love. One day he met a woman.|This woman was more than beautiful. She was intoxicating, mysterious--|everything he'd ever dreamed of. He felt his heart would burst|if he couldn't have her. - What happened?|- The poor idiot married her. - lsn't that what people do|when they fall in love?|- Shut up and listen to me. They were riding through|the forest one day. She was thrown from her horse|and knocked unconscious. When he rushed to her side,|he noticed a mark on her body... something he'd never seen|before, something she'd managed|to keep hidden all this time. What was it? The brand of the fleur-de-lis... the mark given to those who are|to be executed for murder. Count was crushed. The woman he loved,|his bride, had betrayed him. She'd lied to him. When|she came to, she swore... that she'd been falsely accused of|these crimes, but he didn't believe her. He rejected her for|her lies and for her past. Then he banished her|from his province. When the guards came to take her|away, to be executed, she-- She was still professing|her undying love. Soon after, the Count realized|how much she had meant to him... but it was too late. His betrayal was far greater|than hers could ever have been. He gave up his title, his land,|everything he believed in... never to be seen|or heard from again... all because of love. Whoo. May l|have this dance? How's your head,|D'Artagnan? l'm beginning to wish|the Cardinal had chopped it off. - Would you stop whistling, please?|- l'm not whistling. Well, somebody's whistling. - Barmaid's kiss left him dizzy.|- l hear it too. - Sounds like a--|- Cannonball! Oh, l hate cannonballs. - The Cardinal has a long reach.|- Get out of here! Flank left. Fire! - There they are!|- Kill the Musketeers! We'll split up.|D'Artagnan rides with me. - We'll see you in Calais.|- Or hell. - Split up!|- We need heads for the reward. The first time|you saw D'Artagnan... did you need the laces|in your corset loosened? Yes. And l felt|my cheeks flush. - But your hands were cold.|- My knees trembled. - But your heart was pounding?|- Yes. But l don't understand|why l feel this way. - We only met for a moment.|- A moment is all it may take. Do you think so? When my father promised me|to Louis, l was furious. The thought of marrying|a complete stranger... someone l'd never even seen-- l thought|l'd never be happy... and that l'd never find love. But then, the first time l saw|him and our eyes met, l knew. What did you know? What you knew in your heart|when you first saw D'Artagnan. What if he doesn't|feel the same? We must never give up hope. l'll get your robe. What are you doing here? Forgive me, Your Majesty. l need your help... and could not, in good|conscience, wait another minute. On what matter? l'm worried about|the King's happiness. ln what way? l'm afraid he's fallen into|a dreadful melancholy... and wishes to postpone|his birthday celebration. Perhaps he's concerned|with more important matters,|like the coming war with England. Which is exactly why the|celebration must be held: to show the world|that the King of France... can face an enemy on any field; to show France... who is King. He will listen to you. l will talk to him. Thank you. l have always said... that you are as intelligent... as you are beautiful. l am not worthy|of such a compliment. Oh, but you are. lt is difficult to be|a man in the service of God. lt is assumed that certain... wants... desires... are void from my existence. But after all... l am still a man. Your sacrifice brings you|closer to God. Yes. But it is not God|to whom l wish to be close. l want you to consider... to know all that we might|accomplish together. For France. l think you should leave. Remember,|kings come and kings go... but one thing remains the same... and that is me. - Do you think we lost them?|- l don't know. l hope we're close to Calais.|My horse could use a rest,|and my rear is killing me. You're a good man, D'Artagnan... much like your father was. - You knew my father?|- Only by reputation. His death was mourned|by all Musketeers. How did he die? He uncovered a plot|to assassinate the King. He was led into a trap by a fellow|Musketeer and then murdered. A Musketeer? There they are! Well, we didn't lose them. l'll try and hold them off as long|as possible. You ride on without me. l can't leave you here,|not like this. A Musketeer's first duty|is to protect the King. You ride on to Calais|and intercept the Cardinal's messenger. - There's too many of them!|- Go, or l will shoot you myself! Take these. Don't let me down. - l'll never forget you!|- Go! Back. Advance. Yes! Now lunge.|One, two, three, four. Now disarm. Excellent. Forgive me for being late,|Your Majesty. l was wrestling with an|important affair of state. Excuse us, please. Your Eminence... l've been hearing some very|troubling rumours about you. There are so many|to choose from. Betrayal. Ah, yes.|That is usually the first. Let me see if|l remember it correctly. While the English|attack from without... the wicked Cardinal|undermines from within... forging a secret alliance|with Buckingham and placing|himself on the throne. But, really, Your Majesty,|why stop there? l have heard much more|festive variations. l make oaths with pagan gods... seduce the Queen|in her own chamber... teach pigs to dance|and horses to fly... and keep the moon carefully hidden|within the folds of my robe. - Have l forgotten anything?|- lt does seem rather farfetched. Sire, if there are any doubts|about my loyalty... they will be laid to rest when we appear|together to celebrate your birthday. Ah, my birthday. You know, l've|been meaning to speak to you-- The Queen has just been telling|me how eager she is to attend. Anne is coming? The entire nation is anxious|to celebrate the birth of its King. lt will be an event to remember. l promise. Whoa. Whoa. - What is it, Henri?|- There's a body in the road, Milady. lt's a young man. He appears to be injured. He's handsome. Put him inside. With me. Welcome back. Did you dream? - Where am l?|- We're in Calais. Calais? Tuesday! Midnight! Where are my clothes? Do you have a name, or shall|l make one up for you? My name's D'Artagnan. D'Artagnan. l like that. l'm the Countess De Winter.|Milady. - Countess?|- By marriage. - But my husband's dead.|- l'm sorry. l've learned to live with death. Uh, Milady, l'm grateful|for all that you've done... - but l've got--|- What? lmportant business. How mysterious. Does it require clothes? Yes, l need my clothes. l'm afraid they won't be ready|for at least an hour. Until then, you're my prisoner.|Would the prisoner care for a drink? Well, l am thirsty. What brings you to Calais? l'm on a mission for the King. - l've heard that before.|- l'm serious. You're young. Young men|are given to exaggeration. However, if you'd like to|entertain me with a story... l love a good adventure. l came to Calais to stop a spy. - A spy?|- Yes. l believe you.|Aren't you afraid? - A Musketeer isn't afraid of anything.|- l knew it. l knew you were a Musketeer|the moment l saw you. - You did?|- Of course. But, D'Artagnan, if this spy|were to find out you're here... your life|could be in grave danger. A Musketeer|isn't afraid of danger. l'm dangerous. Aren't you afraid of me? You're not dangerous. Then what am l? You're beautiful. Beauty. Danger. They are the same. Milady, l'm sorry-- Oh, my god! Parker! - Kill him.|- You can kill me... but a surprise waits for you|that even Buckingham can't prevent. You're young and vain... but l don't know|if you're clever. l know how you love|a good adventure. Take him with us. The bodyguards are waiting|outside, Milady. All right. - Can l help you, Lord de Winter?|- Milady de Winter, is she here? - Oh, no, l've not seen her.|- She murdered my brother, old man. Let's take the back stairs. We are the Countess de Winter's|party, arrived from Paris. Permission to come aboard! Permission granted! Take us to your captain. What are you, deaf? Dead. They're all dead! Not all of us. Porthos the pirate! - Pirate?|- l told you l was famous. Sabine. Athos. Stop! l thought you were dead. Cardinal Richelieu|took pity on me. You are the spy. l've learned the value of lies.|They've kept me alive. The treaty. Give it to me. No. l will shoot. Be kind. Aim for my heart. Countess De Winter... l will not be so kind. The treaty outlines Richelieu's plan|to forge an alliance with Buckingham. - No mention of the King?|- None. However, the agreement is|contingent upon a demonstration|of the Cardinal's power. A demonstration?|What kind of demonstration? l don't know. l know someone that does. l wish to speak|with your prisoner. She dies in the morning. There was a time l would have|given my life for a kind word from you. l could not give it.|l was a fool. ls it true what he says?|Did you kill his brother? l have become the nightmare... you once thought me to be. But not before. - Not us.|- No. Do you know|of the Cardinal's plans? - l do.|- Tell me. Will you have|my life spared? No, l cannot. Society demands swift justice. l'll take my secret|to the grave. Sabine. You will die for your crimes. There is nothing l can do|about that now. But how you choose to leave|this world is up to you. What has this world|ever done for me? '''l am the resurrection and|the life,' sayeth the Lord. 'He who believeth in me|shall never die.''' We forgive you for your crimes.|Die in peace. On your knees. No! - What is this?|- Sabine... forgive me, please. l do forgive you. The Cardinal intends|to assassinate the King... on Friday|at his birthday celebration. God's justice be done. Amen. The King's life is in danger.|We have work to do. lmpressive. And he can do that every time. - And he has no qualms about--|- None. He believes a man should|honour no kings before God. A man of faith.|How reassuring. Whatever you're paying him,|double it. l want the King's birthday|to be a memorable event. And, uh, rehang this painting|in my chamber... just as it is. lt was always a little|too flattering. Horsemen! - Over here!|- What does it say? Well, over there. Search the perimeter.|l'll try to find the King. - But wh--|- Go! You look beautiful. Thank you. ls something wrong? - Cardinal Richelieu.|- Yes? He is an evil man. Do not believe|every rumour you hear. He is powerful. l ride through the countryside every|day; l've seen the uses of his power. Power sometimes frightens. But here in the palace|l've seen it too. - l know.|- What shall we do? l'm not sure,|but we will do it together. Get back! - Captain, protect Their Majesties!|Get them inside!|- Richelieu! Kill those Musketeers!|They're trying to murder the King! Save the King! Go with God. l like this. l think our young friend|could use some help. Hold this. - lt's about time!|- Come, D'Artagnan!|We're saving the King! You have failed! Oh. You are so naive. Things couldn't be more perfect|if l'd planned them myself. The King of France dies at the|hands of his own personal guard! Grief-stricken, terrified... the huddled masses|turn for comfort... to their devout|spiritual leader... who... ever so humbly... assumes the throne... with the Queen by his side. - l would rather die.|- That can be arranged! But first, your reluctant|husband will be found... pierced through the heart|by the sword of a Musketeer... the same sword that failed|to protect his father. - l hope we're not interrupting.|- On the contrary. You're right on time. Follow me. - Leaving so soon?|- Oh, you know. l abhor bloodshed. - Especially your own.|- Stand aside. You are under arrest,|charged with treason. You, of all people, should know|that the Cardinal... does not answer|to the laws of men. Then you'll answer to God. You first. Aramis. - This sword belongs to me.|- So it does. Let's see if you're as brave|a man as your father was. And as foolish. ls he dead? Gently. Gently. Oh! You see? There is a God. We're being followed.|Do something about it. My god. Which one do we take? - l've never been here before.|- Split up. Whoa, ugly! Whoa. You smelly... lump of lard! lmpressive. Damn it! How pathetic. Killed by the same man|that killed his father. You killed my father? Oh, yes. As l will you. Well, well. One thing is certain:|You are no Musketeer. l might have been mistaken. For you, Father. - Where have you been?|- Taking care of something ugly. Richelieu! You're too late, Musketeers! By now the Duke of Buckingham's|signature is next to mine. The alliance is complete! That would be difficult, considering|the treaty never left France! A minor problem. l will return twice as strong... and the throne will be mine! l think not. You will never harm... another soul ever again. My promise to God. Wait! Well done, Your Majesty. Are you all right? Yes. Arise. ls this the man|who saved my life? His name's D'Artagnan, Sire. D'Artagnan, l am in your debt.|What can l do to repay|the courage you've shown me? Your Majesty, his heart|has but one desire... and that is to become|a Musketeer. Then approach. Kneel. This world is an uncertain|realm, filled with danger... honour undermined|by the pursuit of power... freedom sacrificed when the weak|are oppressed by the strong. But there are those who|oppose these powerful forces... who dedicate their lives|to truth, honour and freedom. These men are known|as Musketeers. Rise, D'Artagnan... and join them. Long live the Musketeers! Your father would be proud|of you; you are a Musketeer. What do we do now?|What's next? - Well, we protect the King.|- Protect the Queen. - ln the name of God.|- And France. Correct? - France, indeed.|- D'Artagnan! My sister's honour will not|wait a moment longer. - l'll handle this.|- D'Artagnan. We also protect each other. All for one... and one for all! Run! When it's love you give l'll be your man of good faith When in love you live l'll make a stand|l won't break l'll be the rock|you can build on Yeah Be there when you're old To have and to hold When there's love inside l swear|l'll always be strong And there's a reason why l'll prove to you we belong l'll be the wall|that protects you Yeah From the wind and the rain From the hurt and the pain - Yeah|- Hey Let's make it all for one And all for love Let the one you hold|be the one you want The one you need 'Cause when it's all for one lt's one for all When there's someone|that should know Then just|let your feelings show And make it all for one And all for love When it's love you make l'll be the fire|in your night Then it's love you take l will defend|l will fight l'll be there when you need me Yeah When honour's at stake This vow l will make Yeah That it's all for one And all for love lt's all for love Let the one you hold|be the one you want The one you need 'Cause when it's all for one lt's one for all Yeah When there's someone|that should know Then just|let your feelings show And make it all for one And all for love Don't lay our love to rest 'Cause we can|stand up to the test We got everything And more Than we had planned More than the rivers That run the land We got it all - ln our hands|- Yeah Now it's all for one And all for love lt's all for love Let the one you hold|be the one you want The one you need 'Cause when it's all for one lt's one for all lt's one for all When there's someone|that you know Then just let|your feelings show When there's someone|that you want When there's someone|that you need Let's make it All All for one And all for love |
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