Well, you're not just some pumpkin.
Some son of a country boar.
You're a gentleman.
Remember that when you get to Paris.
A D'Artagnan from Gastonny is
as much a gentleman as anybody else.
Maybe more so. Yes, father.
Now I give you this letter for monsieur De Treville,
he is a Gaston.
He's captain of the King's musketeers.
I can't give you anything else.
A little advice.
A few crowns.
A horse.
A horse?
A great black horse?
A horse, yes.
It's not the horse. It's not the money.
It's that letter to monsieur De Treville.
And remember above all that you are a D'Artagnan.
Your honor is your treasure.
And you are nothing from any man.
I've taught you the sword.
Now alright.
The slightest insult.
The smallest spoke.
My son.
Father.
I shall endure nothing sir from any man!
Bye...
Boy!
My horse.
Boy!
My horse.
You find me amusing?
Perhaps you will find three feet of steel even more amusing.
If you are trying to be as funny as your horse.
You haven't a chance.
I endure no such remarks from any man.
Watch him fender.
Monsieur?
Forgive me My Lady, there will be a short delay,
while I dispose of this local fire pot.
Which is more important?
Richelieu's mission or your petty quarrels?
How do you know he's one of the King's spies?
But my Lady, I...
Sir, I await your pleasure.
Must I arrange everything?
Soldier, if he has any papers; destroy them.
Yes, my Lady.
"MUSKETEERS HEADOUARTERS"
Where do I find monsieur De Treville,
captain of the King's musketeers?
Inside, up the stairs.
What am I going to do with you?
As a King's musketeer Aramis, you'd make a fine priest.
And you Porthas.
A fine structure to hang pretty clothes on.
With Athos.
Ill captain. Very ill. Mortally ill.
Then recapture me.
What do you want?
A monsieur D'Artagnan. He has no letter.
Then why are you bothering me?
He's a Gaston sir.
Show him in.
The three of you brawling.
Getting yourself arrested.
By three of Richelieu's guards.
When you weren't even outnumbered.
The King is humiliated.
Forgive me captain, I am late.
You are wounded.
Who told the King we weren't outnumbered?
He was lying.
Tell me who said it and I will cut him...
I will address you, or report the affair to the King.
My apologies, gentlemen.
Dismissed.
Monsieur De Treville.
I ask one favor, my captain.
Let mine be the hand that avenges these men.
I have a bad cough.
These three men happen to be the three best swordsman in Paris.
I think Gaston; they can take care of themselves.
What is it you want?
To be a musketeer.
I admire your spirit, but you have come to me without even a letter.
I had a letter.
It was stolen.
Oh, that swine, if I get my... Quietly, quietly.
What happened?
Well Sir, it was at Desacres.
A great tall, ugly man with a scar.
Was he alone?
There was a Lady in a carriage.
A very beautiful lady.
Did he speak her name?
No sir, he called her a Lady, but...
Do you know them sir?
She's back.
I beg you. Tell me their name.
I am going to the King.
D'Artagnan, a man is sometimes known by the enemies he makes.
You will receive an appointment to the cadets.
In due time you may perhaps be admitted to the musketeers.
Monsieur!
Captain, my gratitude.
I...
...then tarnish.
Clumsy, big-footed idiot!
You are addressing a future musketeer.
A future musketeer?
If you get the cackle birds out of your hair perhaps.
And the barn yard out of your manners.
I resent that.
Well, I shall give you every opportunity
to put your resentment behind the Luxembourg at noon.
Willingly sir.
The duchess gentlemen.
The duchess is swooned by feet.
I'll rapture my cape and...
My cape
A thousand crowns!
How do I get out of here?
By the end of my foot.
I endure no such insult from any man.
Rapture and endure my sword in your belly at the Louvre.
Name the hour.
One. One.
Well.
What?
You embarrass me.
Aramis, don't tell me there is no Lady in your life?
My life is dedicated to things of the spirit,
not of the flesh.
My habit may be that of a musketeer,
my habits are not.
You sir!
Who, me?
Yes, you!
Wait!
I was addressing you sir.
What is your hurry?
No, hurry at all sir. Oh, that's better.
Come on, that's enough.
Now tell me.
Do I look like a man who spends his time with the ladies.
Well, if you don't sir,
then Paris must sigh with the Ladies sighs.
That's not what I asked.
These gentlemen insist that I waste my time with the Ladies.
I cannot conceive, sir.
That in the company of a Lady,
you would waste a single moment.
Man...
Take your heel, before I take your throat.
Monsieur Aramis, your language.
Would you care to object to my language
behind the Louvre at one o'clock?
Yes sir.
Couldn't we make it at two?
Well, you are in good time.
Where are your seconds?
Oh, I have no seconds monsieur Athos.
I only arrived in Paris last night.
What a pity.
To arrive in Paris on one day
and to be killed on the next.
Oh, there is no hurry, my second hasn't arrived yet.
With all respect sir.
Would it be proper if we didn't wait?
You see, I have a similar appointment in an hour.
That is, if I survive this one.
No, just as you say.
But don't worry about it, you won't survive.
You know, you're quite a fellow.
Your first day in Paris and two duels.
Three.
I have another one an hour later.
Oh no.
Are these your seconds?
Athos, this is not the man you fight?
Why not? But I fight him in one hour.
And I am too. You are too?
What a complete madman!
You know I'm affording a positive affection for you.
You can afford his affection.
You will get him before he is a corps.
Who are you to complain? Complain!
Now just a minute! Who found him first?
Gentlemen!
Gentlemen, your quarrels are with me,
not with each other.
To talk so well and to die so young.
I really do regret this.
Sorry, you're wounded.
You'll find the left hand most confusing.
Come on.
Ready?
Athos! Hussacs
Richelieu's guards.
Five of them.
Leave your swords. You are under arrest.
Three against five uh?
Four against five.
This gives me great pleasure gentlemen.
Duels are forbidden.
In the name of Prime Minister Richelieu,
I arrest you.
Do your best in the King's name.
Why don't you use your right hand, Athos?
I save my right hand for my drinking.
Touche!
Be careful. That's Husac
Behind you.
Let him go.
Gentlemen!
No, come watch.
Is this the peasant you were going to fight with your left hand?
Hey!
Bravo! Bravo!
Who are you?
Tell Richelieu, the name is D'Artagnan.
You are moderate men.
Which one of you was so vulgar
to use a dueler's trousers as a target?
I did sir.
You did that act!
By tomorrow you'll be the talk of Paris.
But you have a great deal to learn.
Richelieu is the King's first minister.
He is an unpopular, but an extremely powerful man.
Richelieu has many ambitions.
Such as war against England.
And most important, the complete destruction of the King's powers.
The King's position is delicate.
We don't want to make it impossible.
Send him back a corps alright.
But don't send him back with his trousers dripping.
Now do you understand?
No, sir. Captain De Treville.
His majesty the King orders the immediate presence of
Captain De Treville, musketeers Athos, Aramis and Porthas.
And somebody called D'Artagnan.
Find that brainless cut throat.
Yes, your Majesty.
Obvious imbeciles!
Which is this one?
D'Artagnan, your Majesty.
Well find him some decent clothes.
How can I face Richelieu
when my men don't wear decent clothes?
Which of these is the one that so embarrassed me?
D'Artagnan, your Majesty.
Imbecile!
Don't they realize that Richelieu is my dearest friend
and stance defender?
They are too young, Majesty.
Don't they realize
that the dignity of my first minister is the dignity of...
They're impetuous men your Majesty
Don't interrupt me when I am talking well.
What did you say?
They're impetuous men your Majesty.
Impetuous imbeciles!
Five hundred francs.
Go on. Go on! Go on away.
And get him some decent clothes.
Wardrobe, a valet, a horse.
All he needs now is a rich widow.
Planchet, my horse.
Gentlemen, my quarters.
Welcome to your quarters D'Artagnan.
Get that man out of here!
He claims to be your landlord.
He is, monsieur Bonnasieux.
Just as I suspected.
He was telling the truth.
Well, get him out of here.
I can not abide landlords.
Please, just a moment of your time.
I need you sir.
I live below you.
I am going away on a long journey
and won't be back for weeks.
I have a goddaughter named Constance.
She is in danger sir.
In danger of what?
Well, she is one of the queen's maids.
I suspect she is been followed by Richelieu's men.
Richelieu's men are notorious for their complete lack of taste.
I believe that.
I beg your pardon sir,
but the purposes are, as I suspect, political.
But she is trusted, by the queen.
Well, I beg of you sir.
It won't be a matter of any great inconvenience.
She comes home from the palace only once or twice a week.
You can keep an eye on the street from your windows.
And here.
You can keep an eye on our rooms.
Athos.
That all sounds a little too convenient.
The floorboards, the Goddaughter, the danger
And my young friend has recently distinguished himself
as an outstanding defender of the throne.
It smells my dear landlord, of Richelieu.
Now get out of here.
Oh, gentlemen.
Planchet! Remove this man.
I swear to you.
Monsieur D'Artagnan.
He rolls well.
Planchet! Get me some nails and a hammer.
Maybe I can borrow some from the landlord.
Hey!
Get out!
Oh monsieur, monsieur. You come from heaven.
No, mademoiselle.
Just from upstairs.
Who ever you are, in the queens name I thank you.
And now please, please, just for an instant.
Alright? Please.
Master, you're wounded.
Mortally, fatally, in the heart.
I shall get a physician.
I shall never recover.
Keep watch man.
I am on the queen's business.
Sorry monsieur, to be in such a hurry.
No greater hurry then I.
I love you.
What? I love you. I love you.
Oh mademoiselle, inside me is a raging storm.
From the first instant I behold you.
By the way, what's your name?
Constance. Constance.
Oh, Constance.
My all.
My blood rages like a torrent.
My heart beats like a drum.
I come from the end of the earth to employ you.
I thought you said you came from upstairs.
R from you as that is what it takes to be at the end of
You're mad.
No, don't stop.
Lace me off my back while you are talking.
I'm your servant, your subject, your slave.
Your pleasure is my life.
Your will, my law.
My life is yours.
My heart, my sword.
Anything you demand.
My last drop of blood.
Why do I have to style out oasis?
I didn't do very well, did I?
I was only trying to say I love you.
Maybe you should tell me your name first.
D'Artagnan.
D'Artagnan?
The famous swordsman.
The famous will be.
Oh, no.
I only came from the country a few days ago, I...
I just got these clothes today.
The famous D'Artagnan.
Oh, I'm sorry. I'll go.
No.
Oh, D'Artagnan.
I am just as simple as you are.
I'm just a girl who works at the palace and...
I am not used to being in love.
I'm late.
Oh, I am late.
Swear on your honor you won't follow me.
But you're not going out of here alone.
Oh trust me.
I beg of you, trust me.
Where are you going?
If you love me, please, please don't follow me.
But I...
You asked me to trust you. D'Artagnan!
Eave me to keep some cheap rendez-vous on a stree
Stop. Stop.
It's George, the minister of Buckingham,
Prime Minister of England.
Buckingham!
I'm sorry my dear, but the man can not be left
in the possession of such knowledge.
It becomes my necessity to kill him.
Oh, your grace.
He is loyal to the queen and besides I...
I love him.
I face Richelieu and all his spies
and than I am risking being impaled on a lovers sword?
What a fate for England.
Come.
In here a moment please.
Your Majesty, a messenger from Spain has come
with intelligence about your presence.
Her majesty the queen.
Anne, my little Anne.
George. A thousand times you must not come.
A thousand times I shall come.
Why don't you help me?
Why can't you understand?
I understand nothing except that I love you.
But the earth is small
and there is no room on it for you and me apart.
Oh, my darling.
Confess to me that you still love me.
Bear your tears in my evidence.
I weep for myself.
For my husband, for my country.
Your country is wise.
But your husband is an idiot.
But Richelieu's spies are everywhere.
In my court, in my bedchamber.
I have no one to trust.
You have me.
I have?
Chelieu's spies discovered you were coming to France
even before you left England.
And Countess De Winter?
What intimate circumstances did she discover the se
Anne!
Can't I even trust you?
And I love you.
And I can't help myself.
You accuse me of faithlessness?
No.
I accept it.
George, I love you.
But you must not come here again.
I forbid you ever to come to Paris.
Alone, in disguise, at the mercy of Richelieu's villains.
Richelieu forbids me to come as ambassador.
Then I shall never see you again.
No, if I can not see you as beggar.
If I can not see you as ambassador,
then I shall see you as conqueror. You understand?
Buckingham. England is mine.
France shall be mine and you shall be mine Anne.
But you must go.
Here.
I give this to you in parting.
We must never meet again.
I shall treasure these
like I treasure the dearest recollections of you Anne.
As I treasure the anticipation of our next meeting.
The countess De Winter.
Your Excellency.
Welcome my Lady.
And you were never so welcome as at this moment.
Nor so unwilling to come.
You promised me a holiday.
I am having my holiday.
Oh.
And what is the name of your holiday?
The count De Wardes?
Do you know everything that transpasses in France?
I only know that I am in the midst of a great project.
And that you my Lady, are part of that great project.
I need you my Lady.
Buckingham is in possession of a set of diamond studs.
Twelve studs.
I would be grateful, immensely grateful,
if you were to go to England and steal two of them.
Steal two.
What am I, a common thief?
I could hardly trust a common thief with such a mission.
The jewels were presented to Buckingham only last night.
By the queen.
Oh, so he reached the queen.
How comical, despite all your precaution.
I leave the making of excuses to Rosewood.
And his excuses can be quite imaginative.
It is claimed that some lone monster named D'Artagnan
annihilated all my men.
Oh no, what a catastrophy!
It takes a good man to prevent a catastrophy my Lady.
And a great man to make use of one.
You and I, my dear are rare creatures
in this ancient world of impulsive men.
We have intellect.
We think.
When we think our impulsive enemies are helpless.
The King opposes my plans for war with England.
It is my belief that if Buckingham's relations
with the queen can be demonstrated,
his Majesty's objection to my plans may be lessened.
But your grace, how can you trust me with such a confidence?
What if I refuse to go to England?
Can there be any one be more trustworthy
than an ambitious woman of fashion...
with a history?
You said yourself my Lady,
I know everything that transpires or has transpired... in France.
The spies. They're everywhere.
Can you go to England? To England?
Nobody knows I come to you. Only the queen.
Oh the poor queen.
Oh Constance.
Richelieu arranged a banquet for the first of the month
for the express purpose of displaying the queen's new jewels.
It's a set of twelve diamond studs
and he gave them to her for her birthday
and she has to wear them.
But I... But they're in England.
She gave them to Buckingham.
Richelieu has found out and now he wants the King to find out.
And she just has to wear them at the banquet or...
Well, it's only nine days and I don't...
I love you.
Oh...
Oh, you need this letter.
You tell the queen I'll be back with the jewels in nine days time.
What would I do without you?
When I come back...
When you come back...
So this letter must be delivered in England
and the jewels returned to Paris by the first of the month?
We have just one advantage.
Richelieu doesn't know we're going.
My friend, my friend.
My young country friend.
When will you learn about Paris?
By now, Richelieu, without the slightest question,
knows even the color of your underpants.
Well, it is my obligation, not yours.
If we all went, there'd be a better chance
that one of us would survive to return to Paris.
To die among friends.
Can a man ask more?
Can a world offer less?
Who wants to live till the last bottle is empty?
It's all for one D'Artagnan.
And one for all.
On your way Four against one...
In the queen's name wouldn't you, on your way!
Stay with your master, Porthos. Go!
The town of Becourt lies just beyond there.
I once knew a Lady that lived there.
Some of my most beautiful memories are associated with this road.
D'Artagnan, are you alright? D'Artagnan, are you alright?
This way, lieutenant. That was long ago, I tell you.
I hope your Lady still lives in the town.
That was long ago, D'Artagnan!
Long ago!
Separate, men. We will cut them off.
Here, master!
Husanne.
We meet again, D'Artagnan.
Ride, D'Artagnan, the queen.
Planchet.
A boat for England.
The port was closed last night.
By whose orders?
Richelieu, monsieur.
Our beloved Reginald.
A boat for England.
No boats. The port is closed.
I am the count De Wardes.
I have special permission for revenue.
You will have to get it signed by the governor of the port.
Where could I find this individual?
The last house on the point.
And such a handsome man he was.
Don't talk like that. He is not dead.
Well, I'd rather be dead than resemble a seal.
Or maybe I...
Maybe I'd just rather be dead.
What a man. Hmm.
I said what a man.
Letters from the famous Countess De Winter.
By the way, Planchet, don't forget.
My name is...
I am the count De Wardes.
The count Du B...
I can not think of no one I can put my trust in.
The only good thing is that you are not an Englishman.
An Englishman in his grace would probably take this box
back to Paris without looking to see what is inside it.
With all respect Sir, I am a Frenchman.
You skeptic.
Malice.
Malice!
You disgusting thief.
Which one of you stole these jewels?
I will have you hanged from the highest bridge in London.
Oh, your... Don't lie to me!
No one has been in my room, except...
Summons my jeweler.
This instant!
How many days do you have left? Five?
Without the one or two stops, sir... Never mind about that.
If your feet have wings and you roll the wind.
How long does it take to get to Paris?
Three days. You are alone?
I came to Paris with friends, Sir.
I hope at least one of them is alive
and can help me get back.
Rosewood. Draw 100,000 Francs for the Countess De Winter.
Yes, monsieur. Oh and Rosewood,
what about that body of young D'Artagnan?
He is dead. Excellent.
Then why do you look so unhappy?
Well, five of my men have each assured me