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
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