The Musketeers

What's the vital thing to remember in a duel? Honour?

Not getting killed, right? Biting, kicking, gouging - it's all good.

I was raised to fight like a gentleman. Were you raised to die young?

You don't have to do this. It's Musketeer business.

I can handle it.

I taught him that move.

Lay down your weapons!

Red Guards. Red Guards!

Nothing more we can do for him. No point all of us getting arrested.

He knows the Musketeer motto...

"Every man for himself"!

You're under arrest for illegal duelling.

Hey, Vadim.

Company for you!

You knew the penalty for duelling, but let d'Artagnan go ahead!

I don't like this. I've never been unpopular before.

Did any of you think at all?! Try trading places with me.

But you're used to it. I'm more the romantic hero type.

D'Artagnan is in prison because of you.

Alone...

...friendless...

...condemned.

I hope you're very proud(!)

Dismissed!

'D'Artagnan was taken to the Chatelet at ten this morning.'

He's awaiting execution, at His Majesty's pleasure.

Congratulations. You had me convinced -

and I knew the whole thing was a charade.

We certainly fooled the rest of the men. They hate us.

They think we betrayed a friend. It makes me sick.

Provoking a duel was a brilliant idea.

The world had to believe d'Artagnan's arrest was genuine.

I still think one of us should have done it.

Vadim would never trust a King's Musketeer.

It had to be someone he didn't know.

He's a Gascon farm boy - promising, but raw.

There's too much at stake.

Well, he has to prove himself sometime, so why not now?

Well, I think he can do it. And I'm a pretty good judge of character.

You're a terrible judge of character, especially when you're sober.

Vadim stole enough gunpowder to start a small war. Where is it?

What was he planning? Where are his men?

If d'Artagnan can bring us the answers,

then his life is worth the risk.

Tomorrow is Good Friday.

The Queen pardons a few deserving prisoners at this time every year.

I've put you all on her guard detail. You can check on him, then.

How did you do that?

The secret to a good trick? Make people look the wrong way.

Er...what's this? Mutton stew.

Mutton is the one that goes "baa" and has wool on it.

You can starve, for all I care, Musketeer!

I'm no Musketeer.

They betrayed me and I hate them for it.

Captain Treville! The material for your new cape.

A beautiful piece of cloth.

I was not surprised to hear of d'Artagnan's arrest.

Always struck me as the criminal type. Is that so?

Yes, I hope they hang him.

Even though I myself will suffer for it. He still owes me a month's rent.

Your self-sacrifice in the name of justice does you credit, Monsieur.

A beautiful morning, Madame Bonacieux.

I doubt if it looks so good from inside the Chatelet prison.

You've heard about d'Artagnan?

You know, these stories can be greatly exaggerated.

Really? Mm.

I was told you led him into danger and then abandoned him.

That one's about right.

He's your friend. What are you going to do about it?

We've been getting along well, but I wouldn't say friends, exactly.

He trusted you!

My most humble apologies, sir! I can't think what came over her.

Your wife's actions were justified. It is I who should apologise.

God, I love that in a woman.

What? Passion?

Violence.

So, how did they catch you?

I was visiting my mistress.

Let's just say I was surprised, in a delicate situation.

Did she betray you?

I left someone I trusted keeping watch. He fell asleep.

Then you and I have something in common.

We've both been let down.

And we're both going to hang.

Not me.

I'm going to walk out of here in broad daylight.

And not a soul will lift a finger to stop me.

Jailer! Jailer!

Good morning, Your Majesty.

A few fortunate souls will be granted their freedom today.

I wish I could pardon all your prisoners.

Your Majesty should not waste sympathy on those undeserving of it.

All men need hope, Captain.

Without it, why should they lead a decent life?

They look half-dead, poor things.

Quick, jailer, help!

Jailer!

What's wrong with him?

Can't you see he's having a fit?

He's faking.

Of course I was faking.

Looking for these?

In his great mercy and in the name of God,

the King has granted you clemency.

You still have to get past the guards. Take me with you, Vadim.

Don't leave me here.

I can help you.

Vadim! Don't leave us here!

Let them out.

I hope this small gift will help you in your new lives.

I'm going to check on d'Artagnan.

Did you see the gratitude on their faces, Captain?

Mercy is more effective than any whip or gallows.

The worst offenders would only consider Your Majesty's

gentle nature a weakness. Some men are just born bad.

This way.

Prisoners escaping!

Protect the Queen!

This way!

Don't let them through!

Don't shoot! There's a Musketeer in there!

Vadim has escaped!

Get back.

Hold the line!

Close the door!

Get the Queen out!

Oi! Oi!

Stop...

..or your Queen dies. Hold your fire!

Back...

Back!

Open the gate.

Open the gate!

Do as he says.

Do it! Open the gates!

Vadim!

You see, I told you they'd let me walk out of here.

Hurt the Queen and we're all dead.

You don't need her any more. Let's go. Come on!

Your Majesty, my apologies.

I hope that, apart from this, you've enjoyed your trip.

Shoot them! Don't let them escape!

Weapons down!

Boy!

Hyah! Hyah!

Bring him down!

After them!

What in the name of God is he doing?

Do you still think d'Artagnan was the right man for the job?

Don't worry. It's fine.

Look at me, look at me. It's over.

I've got you.

So you have.

My apologies, Your Majesty.

You're hurt.

My God, what is Vadim planning?

War? Rebellion?

I must know. Keep me informed of developments.

My men have orders to shoot Vadim on sight.

If d'Artagnan is with him, he, too, is in grave danger.

His life is in his own hands now.

You heard all that?

Of course.

D'Artagnan's death would be a waste.

I'm not here to indulge your romantic whims.

Romance has nothing to do with it.

I laid a perfect trap for him. He should be dead, he isn't.

That makes him unique.

I can do something with a man like that.

Why should he still trust you?

Because he's already half in love with me.

You left him with a bloody dagger in his hand, facing the noose.

What kind of idiot would overlook that?

"Forgive me, d'Artagnan.

"The man was a beast, I stabbed him in self-defence

"and then I panicked. I never meant you to take the blame.

"I was in torment when I heard. You, who were so good to me,

"so loving, so kind.

"Let me make amends in any way you desire."

Five years in your service and you still doubt me?

D'Artagnan's fate is a matter of indifference to me.

Your task is to find Vadim.

Are those flowers for me?

No.

My friend Felix thinks I was wrong to bring you here.

He doesn't like Musketeers.

I told you, I'm not a Musketeer.

I am a wanted man on the run.

What else have I got?

Let me suggest another possibility.

We're going to play a little game...

to find out the truth.

I'm going to hack your fingers off, one at a time,

until you admit to being a spy.

And what if I'm not?

Then you'll be counting on your toes. But you'll be alive.

Come on, Vadim. Cut him.

We can trust him.

I know a man's character by looking into his eyes.

I'm never wrong. He's good.