The Musketeers

State your business!

In there you'll find your money and the dress.

And a crown.

A crown...

Don't talk unless I tell you.

I warn you, I am a desperate man.

If you resist, I will kill you.

I want an audience with your King. And I have no time to waste.

Drop it.

Do as he says. Or we will kill you where you stand.

I know you. You're in the Spanish Army.

This is General Tariq Alaman.

Former General. Now persecuted by my own country.

I have come here to offer my services to France.

Believe me, your King will want to see what I have brought for him.

Your Majesty.

Say it.

Say it now.

I love you, Rochefort.

I have always loved you.

All these years, I have ached for your return.

Yes.

I despise...

I despise my husband, the King.

You are the only man I have ever wanted.

Take me. Make love to me.

And I love you. Oh, God, how I love you.

Do you think this Alaman is sincere?

Why risk so much if he isn't?

I hate getting up at this unearthly hour, Treville.

Why do people harp on about the beauty of the sunrise?

It happens every day with tedious regularity.

Please, move back, back. Please, Your Majesty, back.

This had better be good, Treville.

There's barely enough powder to fire a musket.

A few grains of this miraculous powder could sink a galleon.

I am prepared to give up its formula.

~ At what price? ~ The Spanish have kidnapped my daughter.

They are holding her here, in Paris. I want her back.

Do we have a deal?

This paper contains the formula for the gunpowder.

But it's in code.

Help me rescue my daughter

and the machine needed to decipher it is yours.

Why are you doing this?

Spain has turned against my people, the Moors.

We are exiled or murdered. I am a fugitive, a wanted man.

My daughter is all I have left in the world.

What makes you so sure she's being held here?

We fled Spain together. We thought we were safe in Paris.

We were followed by General Baltasar and his Spanish agents.

She went to the market. I haven't seen her since.

Then she might be dead by now.

No, she is the bait. It is me they want.

Not her.

You understand my father is going to kill you, Baltasar?

Moors should eat off the floor, like dogs.

You are here, your father will come to us.

Remember... We need the girl alive.

She will remain untouched, until the moment Tariq delivers himself to us.

And then they both die.

The cipher is the most important thing.

In the coming war with France, Alaman's gunpowder will be

the decisive weapon.

A country's most powerful weapon in war is hatred.

You should learn that, Ambassador.

You're late, Marguerite.

You know the Queen likes her son to be ready when she wakes.

The Dauphin was restless in the night.

I think he might be ill.

He's burning up. He needs a doctor.

Spanish agents in Paris? A joke is being played on you, Sire.

Tariq Alaman is a most notorious liar.

~ Were you aware he was here? ~ I am astonished to hear it.

But suppose for a moment it were true.

If you were minded to hand the traitor back,

Spain would regard this as a great act of friendship.

Amongst his many crimes, Alaman fled Spain in possession of a vital

cipher machine.

I'm told he might be willing to offer just such

a device for the return of his daughter.

I understand she has been kidnapped by your agents.

Naturally, I deny the allegation.

But I will make enquiries.

He assumes we already have the cipher.

Let him carry on thinking that.

I've urgent business with the King.

His breathing is so laboured.

He has a high fever.

I propose a chemical remedy, the very latest cure from Geneva.

The Swiss are a very healthy people.

I always presumed it was the mountain air.

What does this cure contain?

Minute quantities of various metallic

elements in a suspension of water.

But won't he throw it up? He's still on the breast.

Professor Lemay has degrees from Geneva and the Sorbonne.

I suspect he knows a little

more about medicine than a cloth merchant's wife!

General Baltasar will exchange Samara for the cipher

machine at the Place de l'Eglise at six.

On a market day? It'll be packed.

Ambassador Perales has brokered a handover with the kidnappers.

Baltasar hopes to hide himself amongst the crowd.

You know this man?

All too well. I once thought of him as a friend.

He was my most trusted lieutenant.

What I never knew was that he always hated me.

Well, what makes you say that?

I was born the wrong colour.

An issue you may be familiar with.

Nothing I can't handle.

We were ordered to destroy a village,

kill every man, woman and child. Loyal Moors, like me,

innocent people, whose only crime was their race.

I refused. Baltasar didn't.

That was when I understood what type of man he really was.

It would be helpful if we could see the cipher machine.

At the square.

You don't trust us.

I have no reason.

Musketeers are men of honour.

The King of Spain swore he loved me,

then had me arrested on false charges.

HE was a man of honour too.

I don't trust Alaman... Something's wrong.

We promised them the cipher and we don't even have it.

Alaman swears he will produce it.

The only thing I believe is that he truly loves his daughter.

Quickly ladies, bring hot water

and clean sheets for the Dauphin, hurry.

Madeleine, get some towels.

What's going on?

The Dauphin is ill. A fever.

~ Constance, he's in good hands. ~ The physician is a very learned man.

~ I'm sure he knows what he's doing. ~ I meant your hands!

You shouldn't be here now.

Your Majesty? Your Majesty?!

Your Majesty!

YOUR MAJESTY!

My saviour! I almost didn't recognise you in your fine dress.

It is so much the height of fashion, Sire.

I had to commit murder to obtain it.

~ Huh. ~ Hm.

Wit, as well as beauty. It looks very handsome.

I was hoping Your Majesty might grant me a private audience.

Alas, that is impossible at present...

.. Madame...?

De Winter. Milady De Winter.

How charming. Goodbye, Milady.

Seeing you again was a pleasant diversion on a trying day.

He's vomited up every drop so far.

Are you sure there isn't another way?

If there is no improvement, we will turn to leeches.

Bleeding is an infallible cure for congested lungs.

~ He is so very small. ~ And he has so little blood to spare.

I assure you, Madame, I know what I'm doing.

Alaman will bring the cipher to the square. That's all I know.

Obtain it somehow and we can put an end to this absurd brinkmanship.

I cannot be involved. I've done too much already.

It puts at risk our entire long-term plan.

I sometimes wonder who really benefits from your marvellous plan.

Is it Spain or is it just Rochefort?

I must be near the Queen. The Dauphin is seriously ill.

Madrid should know this.

Will he live?

I have no idea.

But when the Queen sees my devotion to her child, it can only

increase her passion... for me.

As soon as Alaman has his daughter, we strike.

Aramis' first shot will take out Baltasar.

With their leader gone, his men should surrender.

There. One of Baltasar's men?

I don't think so.

They're here somewhere.

Try one, Sir.

He's got the cipher.

Second archway from the left.

Two more, by the bread.

I swore I would hunt you down, Tariq.

And I swore I would kill you, Baltasar.

Give me the cipher.

The girl first.

Come on, Aramis. What's he waiting for?

No cipher!

It's a trick!

Down!

Wait! Oi!

Samara, run!

No, no! Father!

Come on, come on!

~ Aargh. ~ To the arches. Get the Musketeer!

Samara!

Samara!

What happened?

Aramis?

Tariq was in my line of fire.

There was nothing I could do.

Sadly there has been less improvement than I had hoped.

This is the future King of France.