How did it go? Clockwork.
Good.
You'll go back to London with Buckingham and the diamonds.
And what should I do with them?
Put them in his personal vault, the most secure location in all of England.
- The Tower of London. - Yup.
When the scandal breaks, he'll deny everything.
But once the diamonds are discovered in his possession...
He would have led England to war through his indiscretion.
And what of the future of France?
I am France.
One last thing.
I suppose it's quite easy, perhaps even tempting,
for a double agent to play both sides.
Have I given Your Eminence any reason to doubt my loyalty?
Spare me the rhetoric.
I know who you are. I know what you are.
You have a gift for corruption and a penchant for betrayal.
I admire such skills.
But I'll destroy you the moment I suspect
you might be using them against me.
Do we understand one another?
There
is another side to that coin.
Lt's quite easy for an employer to sever all ties with his operative,
in the event that they are compromised, leaving them to
rot in jail or on the gallows.
Your point being?
I require a guarantee that I shall not suffer a similar fate.
An insurance policy, if you will.
My word should suffice.
I'm afraid I'll need something a bit more
substantial.
"It is by my order and for the good of the State
"that the bearer of this has done what has been done. "
Satisfied?
Immensely.
Your Majesty.
Purple?
Fashion favors the bold.
Here.
Try this for size.
Oh, well.
Do give my regards to the Queen.
I will convey your diplomatic proposal to King James immediately.
Cardinal Richelieu, a pleasure.
All mine.
Your Eminence.
Richelieu!
There has been the most distressing development.
Certain letters,
love letters, were discovered in the Queen's possession.
Letters from him.
Buckingham, of course! Who else?
Have you spoken to the Queen about these letters?
No. Of course I haven't. She'll just deny the whole thing!
Hmm.
I can see Your Majesty's dilemma.
Is there any mention of a specific encounter? A detail?
- A token of affection, perhaps? - Yes.
Yes, there is.
A necklace. The one I gave her for our anniversary. Here.
"I shall always cherish the 12 studded diamonds you gave me,
"the proof of our consummated love. "
Does "consummated" mean what I think it means?
Yes, I'm afraid it does.
Oh, my God!
All Your Majesty has to do is throw a ball.
What? How would that help?
Lt would give Your Majesty the pretext to suggest to the Queen
that she wear your gift.
Oh, Richelieu, that's very clever. That's very clever.
So, if she has the diamonds...
Your Majesty can rest easy.
And if she doesn't?
He wants to have a celebration ball, five days from now.
Send my diamonds to the jeweler's to be polished.
I want the King's undivided attention that evening.
I hope I am not interrupting.
Hardly, Your Majesty. To what do I owe...
I know.
Perhaps Your Majesty would care to be a bit more specific?
I know.
Yeah.
I assume this is the part where I'm supposed to laugh maniacally
and regale Your Majesty with the details of some diabolical plot.
However, I regret to inform Your Majesty
that I have no idea of what you're talking about.
I thought you'd say that.
Then why did you grace me with the honor of your visit?
To look into your eyes when you said it.
Your Majesty.
All may not be lost yet.
Coming, coming! Hold your horses!
Lt's not a matter of life or death, you know?
Actually, it is.
You want me to go to England,
retrieve the diamonds, which the Queen suspects
might be in Buckingham's possession,
which will naturally involve breaking into some heavily fortified,
highly impregnable facility?
The Tower of London.
Since the Cardinal's spies are trying to implicate the Duke,
it is the most logical choice.
Then return to Paris with every soldier, assassin,
mercenary, bounty hunter,
on both sides of the Channel out to stop me from doing so.
Did I miss anything?
All in five days.
A minor detail. Anything else?
No.
Well, I really only have one question for you.
Why in the world would I do that?
England it is.
Diamonds, Buckingham, Tower of London, five days,
Queen's reputation and the fate of France as we know it.
Who's with me?
Well, I should imagine the Queen would be quite generous.
Count Porthos. Hmm? What do you think? Got a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
Besides, I hear the English women are a lot like a frosted bottle of champagne.
Ice on the outside, but once you warm them up...
This isn't a great cause, but it'll have to do.
Buckingham's there, so is she.
Who?
Countess de Winter.
Charlotte Backson.
Anne de Breuil. Lady Clarick.
Milady.
Milady?
I know her. I saw her with Rochefort.
She's switched sides again.
She's working for the Cardinal, no doubt.
What are you going to do if you catch her?
Musketeers, open up and surrender by order of the Cardinal!
- You were followed. - It's Rochefort.
Athos, Porthos, Aramis and D'Artagnan,
surrender your weapons and no harm will come to you.
The moment they step out,
kill them.
Light the torches!
I'll count to five, then we'll burn you out!
One!
Two!
Three!
Oh! Sorry! Didn't see you there.
Damn you!
Fire!
Let me guess.
You've come to tell me that the Musketeers are dead,
our plan is proceeding on schedule,
and I have absolutely, positively, nothing to worry about.
We were taken by surprise, Your Eminence.
Somehow I was laboring under the assumption
that the plan was for you to take them by surprise.
- Was it not? - Eminence...
Yes, you are quite fond of that word, aren't you?
Sadly, repeating it doesn't get you into my good graces.
Alert Milady. Watch the ports.
No one is to leave for England without my official permission.
Post a bounty on their heads.
The bigger, the better.
Yes, Your Eminence.
Rochefort.
Do not fail me again.
Jussac and a lot of help. There's no way past.
How the hell did he get here so fast?
Now what? We need a distraction.
- I'll go. - I'll go.
I could go.
Probably not.
Wrong.
Wrong on all counts. You'll need every sword where you're going.
I can't help you there, but I can help.
Right here, right now.
- If they catch you... - They won't.
- If they catch you... - I'm the Queen's lady-in-waiting.
You, on the other hand, are a wanted fugitive,
and about to steal from the most powerful man in England.
Which one of us should be worried?
Go.
Go so that you can come back.
Now give me that hat.
D'Artagnan!
Get after him!
Wait!
The diamonds will be in Buckingham's personal vault,
located in the lowest, most secure level of the Tower, next to the crown jewels.
The lock is state of the art.
Lt requires a key that Buckingham carries on his person at all times.
Corridor leading up to it is booby-trapped.
Oh, I'm glad that's straightforward.
Tempt anyone with some bread and cheese, if you...
You hadn't finished the briefing, actually. I'm so sorry.
Please don't tell me off.
Then it gets worse, a lot worse.
We have to cross three stone walls and a moat.
And there's just a couple of hundred highly trained soldiers
with a predilection for not being robbed.
Although, since Buckingham undoubtedly knows we're coming, thanks to Milady,
that number is likely to be greater.
And why can't we just tell Buckingham Milady is plotting against him?
Because he wouldn't believe us. Why should he? We're his sworn enemies.
Besides, Milady would have made sure.
Athos is coming.
Tell me.
What do you suppose he's after?
What does it matter?
Whatever it is, it's merely an excuse. He wants revenge for Venice.
He wants me.
And he wants you.
We shall have to be ready for him.
Won't we?
We can't outshoot them, but we can outsmart them.
He'll naturally favor misdirection and deception.
He knows we're expecting him, but that just ups the ante.
She knows us.
What we look like, how we move, how we think.
He'll divide his forces, independent teams,
each with their own point of entry to maximize their chances.
There are four of us. So we use...
Well, there's five of us, actually, if you...
He's a skilled diver. He'll take the aquatic route, through the Traitor's Gate.
Aramis will undoubtedly rely on agility and stealth.
Check every tower, every rooftop.
Porthos, on the other hand, will employ brute strength.
One of his preferred methods is getting captured by the opposition.
All the more reason to take none of them alive.
One more thing.
They may try and drive a wedge between us.
Claim to have secret information
about some plot to get us to turn against one another,
like, say, I'm a double agent working for the Cardinal
or you're looking to get rid of me.
I assure you, nothing could be further from the truth.
Although,
I suppose I should
search you for concealed weapons.
That's how it's done.
And that's exactly what she'll expect.
So we do the unexpected.
We go in broad daylight. One man, hiding in plain sight.
With all the extra security, there'll be a lot of new faces, that's their weakness.
And you, D'Artagnan, you're the wild card.
We are the decoys.
Now we'll try and create a distraction, keep them occupied,
keep them away from you as much as possible,
but, ultimately, it's down to you.
You wanted to be a Musketeer?
You want to serve France?
This is your chance.
Left, right, left, right, left!
I thought you saw the signal!
- I saw you waving like an idiot! - Well, that was the bloody signal!
I'm trying to see things from your point of view,
but, unfortunately, I can't get my head that far up my ass!
- Up your ass? I'll tell you what... - Yes!
That's enough of that!
Finally, good, at last, a peace officer!
Now listen, Sergeant, I would like you to arrest this man!
Arrest me?
You can't arrest me!
Don't you tell me that! I've lost my prized bantam!
- Bantams? They are rotten! - They are not rotten!
Sir! The first of the Musketeers has been arrested!
The game is afoot.
Bring him to me and double the guards. Double the troops.
Double everything.
Sir!
They'll come to us.
Well, then.
I think Your Lordship has everything under control.
You won't mind if I don't stay to see how it all turns out?
- Do you think I might lose? - On the contrary.
I have no issues with you killing Athos,
but, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not watch him die.
Tell me, what's your favorite color?
Red.
Why?
I wanted to see if you were capable of telling the truth.
Hmm.
As far from here as possible.
Well, well, well.
Look at what the cat dragged in.
So, how's the old Athos, eh?
Still his surly, insufferable self, I'm sure.
Sending a boy to do a man's job.
I should feel insulted.
Well, what were you after anyway, eh?
Secrets, spies, it's all a game, really.
Although the price of loss, as you'll come to discover,
is a little bit higher.
What?
No last words?
No insults?
- Pleas for mercy or... - What time is it?
About 2:00, I'd say. Why? Are you in a hurry?
Look out of the window.
They weren't the decoys. I was.
Ahhh!
Permission to come aboard?
Granted.
Athos!
The wonderful thing about fighting an imaginary opponent, Captain Rochefort,
is that he's always greatly skilled yet easily defeated.
Eminence.
The pride of victory without the risk of loss.
I trust you didn't come here to impress me with your swordsmanship.
No, Your Eminence. I have some good news.
Such as?
So what about the diamonds? Doesn't Buckingham still have them?
Nope.
Milady likes hedging her bets.
She'd never have taken the chance
we'd actually succeed in breaking into the vault.
So where are they now?
With the only person she trusts.
Which means we've lost her and all this has been for nothing.
I wouldn't say that.
You were the decoy, we were the extraction,
but the real linchpin of the plan, well,
that was someone else entirely.
Someone even Milady would never suspect.
Driver! What the hell is going on?
Just following your instructions, ma'am. "As far away from here as possible. "
Whoo-hoo!
Planchet. Never thought I'd hear myself say this, but
well done.
Thank you, sir.
That means a lot, especially coming from you.
Shut up, Planchet.
Yes, sir.
Don't.
We took the precaution of removing the gunpowder.
What now?
You give me the diamonds or I take them off your corpse.
Dealer's choice.
- Anything else you'd like me to take off? - Outside.
Boys.
Been a while.
This must be the young Gascon.
We've met before.
Ah, yes.
Small world.
I didn't let Rochefort kill you.
You do remember that, don't you?
- Did you kill Buckingham? - No.
- But you will kill me? Yes.
You would spare him, but kill me?
Yes. I don't hate Buckingham.
Here.
You may find use for this.
Move.
Athos.
At least she died the way she lived, on her own terms.
She did it for me.
I wouldn't have been able to live with myself had I pulled the trigger.
Come on, let's go home.
But I can't get it.
How marvelous!
Oh! So great!
Oh!
Your Majesty.
My dear.
You look troubled.
Hardly. Your Majesty just startled me.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I just wanted to drop by
and tell you how much I was looking forward to tonight.
Should be quite spectacular, you know. Costumes, fireworks and such.
But you,
you shall be the most spectacular sight of all.
And especially since you'll wear the diamonds.
You will wear them, won't you?
Well, it's very important to me that you do.
Then I shall wear them, Your Majesty.
Until tonight, then.
She promised she'll wear them.
You do think she'll wear them, don't you, Richelieu?
I'm sure she will, Your Majesty.
I'm sure she will.
I hate air travel!
Damn!
Hard to starboard!
Well, now that we have their attention,
let's see if we can settle this in a peaceful manner.
More or less.
Ah, Gascon!
So you've traded up when it comes to transport.
But, once again, you're outmatched.
You can thank Milady for that.
She passed on Buckingham's plans a long time ago.
As you can see, we made some improvements.
Isn't she a beauty?
What do you want?
The diamonds.
- Come and take them. Gladly!
You see, I can blast you out of the sky with total impunity.
If you fire on me, on the other hand,
you'll be killing Miss Oh-so-young-and-pretty.
You have 60 seconds.
He'll shoot us down the moment he has the diamonds.
We can't outrun them.
And we can't fight them, damn it! We can't.
- Oh, D'Artagnan. - What?
Do you think you have the monopoly on loss?
What if she dies?
The life of one woman or the future of France,
what would you do if you were in my position?
I've made a lot of sacrifices, a lot of hard choices.
For honor, for King, for country. You wanna know what I've learned, boy?
Hard choices and sacrifices do not keep you warm at night.
Life is too damn short and too damn long to go through without someone at your side.
Don't end up like me.
Choose the woman. Fight for love, D'Artagnan.
France will take care of itself.
Time's up!
An exchange.
I go aboard your ship with the diamonds, the girl comes aboard ours.
Once I know she's safe,
I give them to you.
Fine. But I want to see the diamonds first.
Planchet.
Cut her loose.
Deploy the gangway! Deploy the gangway!
Satisfied?
You never learn, do you?
Fire!
Hard right!
Fire!
Good.
I really want you to see this.
Finish them off!
We can't outrun them and we can't outgun them.
We could try asking them to surrender, but somehow I don't think it would work.
We hide. In there.
Fire!
Lay in a pursuit course!
Fire!
He's persistent, I'll give him that!
Fire!
But, sir! We can't go into the storm!
Anyone?
Anyone else who wants to question orders?
Good.
Sir, now might be a good time to talk about the possibility of a raise?
Shut up, Planchet.
Yes, sir.
Where are they?
You're never gonna find them in there.
I beg to differ.
Keep after them!
I'll take the Gascon!
Hard to starboard!
You know what your problem is, boy?
You read too many books, and then you believed them.
Courage, honor.
All for one.
But history isn't written by heroes, it's written by victors.
Keep your eyes open!
Round two.
Oh...
Return fire!
Pull up, damn it!
We're too heavy!
You scared to take me in a fair fight?
Hardly.
I just don't fight fair.
Captain Rochefort!
Oh, well.
Drop the ballast!
Drop everything!
And fire up the burners!
Over the side!
Drop those barrels!
Faster! Move!
Shall we?
Hold on!
Get out of the way!
Go! Run!
I still have the diamonds. What do you propose to do about that?
Kill you.
If you insist.
Oh!
You should've stayed in Gascony, boy.
You should've apologized to my horse.
Surround the palace! Shoot the Musketeers on sight!
Use every man at your disposal! Any means necessary!
- Your Eminence! - Don't interrupt!
These men must not...
Arrest these men!
What is the meaning of this?
Your Majesty, these men...
Are delivering a gift for Your Majesty. Compliments of the Cardinal.
Cardinal, you shouldn't have.
Well, Your Majesty did ask me to get you one of those, so...
So I did.
But what happened to it?
Buckingham's spy, Rochefort, attempted to sabotage the craft.
- He's been dealt with. - Rochefort?
He's Captain of your guards, isn't he?
Actually,
His Eminence was the one who uncovered the traitor.
"It is by my order and for the good of the State
"that the bearer of this has done what has been done. "
- That's your signature, isn't it, Richelieu? - It would appear so, Your Majesty.
Well, let me get this right.
You brought me an airship and exposed a snake in our midst?
How can I ever repay you?
I could think of a few ways.
Anne.
I was just returning from the jewelers.
Well, I realize it's a little early,
but the orchestra's here and so are we.
Would Your Majesty care to dance?
I would love to.
Well, mind out, you fellows!
D'Artagnan.
Well, well, well.
Looks like you aren't the only one who gets the girl.
Your Majesty is a natural.
Guess I am.
As a matter of fact,
I think you'll start noticing a few more changes around here.
Thank you.
For everything.
Any time.
Well, strike up, then!
Your Majesty!
Positions, please, gentlemen!
Well-played.
I could use men like you.
I already have a job.
- I'm a drunk. - I'm independently wealthy.
Thanks, but no.
The day will come when you'll wish you had said, "Yes".
Maybe.
But not today.
Maybe not today.
Enjoying the show?
Are you always this cocky?
Only on Tuesdays
and whenever beautiful women are involved.
So you think I'm beautiful.
Actually, it's Tuesday.
So, what now? We drink.
And then what?
Wherever they send us. Whatever France needs.
I thought you didn't believe in that stuff anymore.
I believe in us.
Till the day I stop believing that,
there are still things in this world worth fighting and dying for.
All for one!
And one for all!
You know, sirs,
I know you can be mean, tough, foul-tempered bastards,
but sometimes I get the feeling that deep down you're all...
Shut up, Planchet!
Yeah, yeah, of course.
In case you're wondering, this isn't the afterlife.
I'm not dead,
and neither are you.
What?
How did you...
Followed Athos.
We fished you out of the Channel.
- Where are we going? - To France, of course.
Sail away!
To get back what's mine and pay back, with interest.
Roll ballast!
¤ When we were young ¤ The world seemed so old.
¤ Careless and cold.
¤ We did what we were told in our lives.
¤ When we were young.
¤ Had the world by the tail.
¤ Good would prevail ¤ Starships would sail.
¤ And none of us would fail in this life.
¤ Not when you're young.
¤ We were drawn to whoever ¤ Could keep us together.
¤ And bound by the heavens above.
¤ And we tried to survive.
¤ Traveling at the speed of love.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ When we adored the fabulous.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ We were the foolish fearless.
¤ Never knowing the cost of what we paid.
¤ Letting someone else be strong.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ In a moment of grace ¤ A long leap of faith.
¤ The still more glorious dawn awaits my life.
¤ I'm here with the lovers.
¤ And we burned the bridges ¤ We're crossing over.
¤ Just to see the firelight.
¤ And the innocent are getting over ¤ Being old tonight.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ When everything was what it seemed.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ And every day was how we dreamed.
¤ Never knowing the cost of what we paid.
¤ Letting someone else be strong.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ And when you look at yourself tonight.
¤ Are you someone you recognize?
¤ You can take back what you've given away.
¤ But it must be the last time.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ When we were young.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young.
¤ We didn't know it wouldn't last.
¤ Whoa-oh-oh, when we were young