The Three Musketeers

Athos:
To die among friends. Can a man ask more? Can the world offer less? Who wants to live 'till the last bottle is empty? It's all-for one, d'Artagnan, and one for all.

Athos:
This was my family's chapel, Charlotte. You'll remember we took our vows here. I loved you, Charlotte. I still love you. I love you as I love war and drunkenness. I love you as men love all that is worst for them.

Richelieu:
It takes a good man to prevent a catastrophe, Milady, and a great man to make use of one.

The Duke of Buckingham:
[to the queen] England is mine, France shall be mine, and you shall be mine.

Constance Bonacieux:
Whatever my reputation or my D'Artagnan's, I don't take love lightly.

Jussac:
[while dueling] Why don't you use your right hand, Athos?

Athos:
I save my right hand for my drinking.

Constance Bonacieux:
Oh monsieur! Monsieur, you come from the heavens.

D'Artagnan:
No mademoiselle, just from upstairs.

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D'Artagnan:
I come from the end of the earth to implore you.

Constance Bonacieux:
I thought you said you came from upstairs.

D'Artagnan:
I kissed the Queen's hand!

Constance Bonacieux:
Have you no higher ambitions?

Lady de Winter:
But, your grace, how can you trust me with such a confidence? What if I refuse to go to England?

Richelieu:
Can there be anybody more trustworthy, Milady, than an ambitious woman of fashion... with a history?

D'Artagnan:
Porthos, when did a wound ever come between you and a fight?

Porthos:
[lying on his stomach] Well, unfortunately the position of this one comes between me and my horse.

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D'Artagnan:
Forgive me, madam, but I must kill your friend.

D'Artagnan:
[after having been challenged to duels by Athos, Porthos and Aramis] If I'm going to be killed, at least it will be by a musketeer!

D'Artagnan:
I've never washed the legs of a woman -- but I have done a horse. With a horse, you...start at the top.

D'Artagnan:
A gallop, a skirmish, a thrust or two, what would you? It's a day's work!

Athos:
You'll find, young man, the future looks rosier through the bottom of a glass.

Athos:
Let me tell you something about this...inconvenient gentleman of yours. His name is Rochefort. He's the Cardinal's living blade, and he is deadly. And, as for this Rochefort, if you see him walking on the other side of the road one day, don't bother to cross it, that's all.

Athos:
[Of Porthos' and Aramis' tennis-playing skills] I'd rather wager on a Huguenot for the Papacy than gamble on you two!

Rochefort:
[to d'Artagnan] If you were a gentleman, I would speak to you. I was speaking at you.

Buckingham:
If anyone should try to follow us, would you be so good as to kill him? Thank you.

M. Bonancieux:
Well, I don't want to be sent to the Bastille, me, because it's got very deep dungeons and terrible instruments of torture, operated by very unsympathetic men! And they snip very important parts off people!

Partygoer:
[Of the wine fountain at the King's soirée] Keep going, Reggie, it's filling up!

Cardinal's Guard:
[D'Artagnan has just torn a carpet in an attempt to trip the guards] He's torn our carpet!

Porthos:
[Of his new golden baldric] It's gold belting all the way 'round!

Aramis:
Astonishing! There is enough gold in France to stretch all that distance?

Musketeer:
May I lift the costly cloak to admire the belt more?

Porthos:
[hastily] No, no, sir, your pardon, sir -- I have a cold.

Aramis:
Discretion being the better part of vanity!

Porthos:
I don't understand! I know the one about valor, but I don't agree. I can't agree to be discreet about how valiant I am. Shouldn't be asked.

[Athos is having his shoulder wound treated]

Doctor:
It's a very clean sword-thrust. A souvenir of the Cardinal's Guard, eh, M. Athos?

Athos:
You're a liar. It's the smallpox.

Doctor:
One sees that immediately...

Athos:
Don't pretend you know one from the other -- or that it would make any difference to your treatment if you did!

Porthos:
Are you fighting this, ah, fellow? But I'm fighting him myself!

D'artagnan:
But not 'til one o'clock!

Aramis:
Oh, no, no, no, I'm fighting him this afternoon!

D'artagnan:
At two o'clock, sir!

Athos:
How long have you been in Paris?

D'artagnan:
Since eight o'clock this morning.

Athos:
You waste little time, sir!

D'artagnan:
My father recommended I fight duels.

Athos:
[laughs] Well, let us hope you can do him some credit!

[Our heroes have been surprised by the Cardinal's Guard about to begin a duel]

Jussac:
Ah! Musketeers! Dueling in defiance of the Edicts!

Athos:
This is a private matter, sir, will you please be on your way?

Jussac:
We have a duty to suppress disorder and arrest brawlers: put up your swords and come along with us, eh?

Athos:
Impossible!

Porthos:
Unthinkable!

Aramis:
Unlikely...

Jussac:
Then, we must charge you!

[The Cardinal's Guardsmen all draw]

Aramis:
There are six of them, and we are only three!

D'artagnan:
[impulsively] No, four!

Porthos:
You're not one of us!

Athos:
This is not your affair, boy.

D'artagnan:
I may not have the tunic, but I have the heart of a Musketeer!

Jussac:
Young man, you may retire -- save your skin, and quickly!

[D'artagnan shakes his head]

Aramis:
What's your name, young man?

D'artagnan:
D'artagnan.

Aramis:
Very well. Athos, Porthos, Aramis and D'artagnan -- Swords!

[Portos' lovely hat has been sliced in half in fighting the Cardinal's Guard]

Porthos:
God's blood!! Look at that...! Ruined by you and your, your street-corner ruffians! By God, you'll pay for it! [Rifles the purse of a fallen Guardsman] Ten pistoles it cost me!  :[Reconsiders on seeing the contents of the purse] No- twenty! Twenty pistoles! And twenty more, as a fine to teach you manners! Hah! Jussac!

Jussac:
Thief!

Porthos:
What!

Aramis:
There, there! Charity is one of the cardinal virtues!

Richelieu:
Do you know your accuser? Who brought you here?

M. Bonacieux:
[pointing at Rochefort] That! That is the man!

Richelieu:
Take him away!

M. Bonacieux:
That is not the man! It was another man altogether!!!

Richelieu:
If I had blundered as you do, my head would fall.

Rochefort:
I would say, from a greater height than mine, Your Eminence.

Beggar:
Money for a blind man...mo --oof! [Constance has blundered into him] Watch where you're goin', darlin'...all right, dear. [D'artangan passes by] Money for a cripple...money for a cripple...money for a cripple... [D'artagnan is gone and Planchet follows] Money for a cripple? Money for a cripple??

Planchet:
Me? Not your day, is it?

Beggar:
Money for an orphan???

Porthos:
[On riding with D'artagnan to recover the Queen's diamonds] May one ask -- delicately -- the cause in which we're expected to die?

Aramis:
When you go on a campaign, does the King give his reasons? He says, "Porthos, fight!" and you fight.

Porthos:
Oh, I do, I do!

Aramis:
Then let's go and be killed where we're told to! Is life worth so many questions?

[D'artagnan has relieved Rochefort of his pass to England]

Sea Captain:
But this pass is only for one person.

D'artagnan:
I am only one person. [Indicating Planchet] This is a servant!

Sea Captain:
I see. All right.

Buckingham:
[showing the diamond studs] O'Reilly -- put a price on these: each one, their worth.

O'Reilly:
Oh, umm...not English. Not English, no. I'd say...ah...five hundred pounds.

Buckingham:
How long to make two of them?

O'Reilly:
Oh, ah, um, oooh...a week?

Buckingham:
I'll pay you five thousand pounds each if they're finished the day after tomorrow!

O'Reilly:
Done!

Milady:
Your Eminence is a great player -- great enough to lose. I do not like to lose.

Richelieu:
You must suit yourself, Milady. But if, at the end, you should -- do it with a becoming grace.

All for one, and one for all!

One for all and all for fun!

Porthos:
[to D'Artagnan] You, boy, are arrogant, hot-tempered and entirely too bold. I like that. It reminds me of me.

Aramis:
[after falling on D'Artagnan] Ah, thank you. You broke my fall perfectly. I do apologize for the inconvenience.

Cardinal Richelieu:
I trust, Captain Rochefort, that you are doing everything in your power to rid us of these rebels. Don't let having only one eye impair your vision. The loss of the other could be most... inconvenient.

Cardinal Richelieu:
[about MiLady DeWinter] A remarkable woman. The most beautiful I've ever known... and the deadliest. Which would explain my attraction.

King Louis:
This world is an uncertain realm, filled with danger. Honor 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, honor and freedom. These men are known as Musketeers. Rise, D'Artagnan, and join them.

Aramis:
[to Porthos] Only the wrong words are a complete waste of time. The right words can leave a more lasting impression than a thousand of Porthos' kisses.

Barmaid:
Not likely.

Aramis:
Shall I demonstrate? [to barmaid] As morning hues of sunswept fire caress your passioned face, alone with thee a pure desire to worship untold grace. My soul would cry in silent prayer to an hour swept apart. Your essence warms the evening air as I dance into your heart. [kisses Barmaid's hand]

D'Artagnan:
Shakespeare.

Aramis:
Aramis.

Porthos:
Fleating.

Barmaid:
It was beautiful.

Aramis:
Oh, thank you. [Barmaid gets up and kisses Aramis]

Milady:
I don't believe you've suffered the burden of chastity.

Cardinal Richelieu:
Perhaps you're right. [pulls back her cloak and moves to embrace her. Milady pulls out a dagger and holds it to his stomach.]

Milady:
I was making an observation, not an offer.

Cardinal Richelieu:
A word of caution, Milady. A snap of my fingers and you could be back on the block where I found you!

Milady:
And with a flick of my wrist, [inches the blade closer] I could change your religion.

Porthos:
Athos, you cannot fight this boy.

Athos:
Why not?

Porthos:
I'm fighting him.

D'Artagnan:
Not until one o'clock.

Aramis:
I have a duel with him, too.

D'Artagnan:
Not until two o'clock.

King Louis:
You have failed!

Cardinal Richelieu:
[laughs] You are so naive. But things couldn't have gone more perfectly if I'd planned them myself. The King of France dies at the hands of his own personal guards! [heads to throne dais] Grief-stricken, terrified, the huddled masses turn for comfort to their devout spiritual leader... [hands together in prayer, then sits on the throne] who, ever so humbly, assumes the throne... with a queen by his side.

Queen Anne:
I would rather die.

Cardinal Richelieu:
[kicks stool and stands up] That can be arranged!

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All for one and one for all!

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Aramis:
Now tell me, do I look like a man who spends his time with the ladies?

D'Artagnan:
Well, if you don't, sir, then Paris must echo with the ladies' sighs.

Aramis:
That's not what I asked you! These gentlemen insist that I waste my time with the ladies!

D'Artagnan:
I can not concede, sir, that in the company of a lady you'd waste a single moment!