The Musketeer Page #3

If I tell the Queen, you'll be back

cleaning the palace sewers!

How is it you have--

How is it someone like me

has the ear of the Queen?

My mother came from Spain

with the Queen.

She was her seamstress. Perhaps more.

Perhaps her confidante.

And since I was a little girl,

since my mother died,

the Queen has always

been kind to me.

She is a kind woman at a time

when kindness is ignored.

Or worse, mistaken for weakness.

But it will not always be so,

will it, D'Artagnan?

Not with those who matter.

You got no right to--

Of course.

Shut up!

You cleaned the palace sewers?

That must be fascinating work.

I'm sure I can get you

an apprenticeship.

Tell me about the palace sewers.

Where they go.

How you get in.

Everything.

Go crawl around in them

yourself.

Over here with the torch.

I think I heard something.

I do not wish to see anything

that may live down here.

It's rumored that a crocodile

lives in the sewers.

Young Louis was given

a baby crocodile from Egypt.

The Queen dropped it

in the sewer, and it's been

living on whatever it can find.

Is that true, Bonacieux?

Something kept dragging

the poor workers away.

All we ever found were bones.

I'm very glad

you and D'Artagnan

lead this little group.

Me too.

Crocodiles attack from behind.

Slow down!

Bonacieux, slow down!

Where did he go?

If Bonacieux went that way,

we should be going this way.

Crawling around in a sewer.

You consider this

the test of a man?

There is a certain

lack of dignity in it.

Hurry up there!

Henri!

Henri!

Henri!

Hmm?

Uh, more bread.

We need more bread.

Can you get some, please?

Does he mean you or me?

I thought I was the baker.

Me.

There's blood on your apron.

You think that came

from a croissant?

Oh. Uh, right.

Oh, God-- God bless.

Thank you, thank you.

Mister. Wine, please.

Nice sword.

Thank you, Mademoiselle.

Is it a long sword

or a short sword?

Well, long enough.

Do you keep

your sword polished?

Uh, when there's time.

And do you do it yourself

or do you have help?

Mm, myself. I, uh, won't

trust my sword to anyone else.

Come on, you make bread

like a butcher.

Hurry! Hurry!

I wanted to be the butcher.

What now?

Add the salt.

Hey, you!

Hurry with these two.

What do I use for ducks?

The smaller one.

Shoo! Shoo!

Fly away!

You can thank me later.

This wine is rejuvenating.

Don't get too rejuvenated.

It's begun.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

I order you to stop!

Where are your guards?

Like your respect and power,

they have been overrun.

- We will lead you out.

- Who are you?

Your Musketeers.

- Then you should be arrested!

- Might that wait until

we're safely out of here?

I will stay.

Someone has to confront

this madness.

I will not

go down there.

Your Royal Highness,

would you rather

go back out there?

Hello. Hello.

- You own an excellent sword

for a peasant.

- You fight well for a waiter.

I've heard there

are crocodiles down here.

If you're that jumpy,

you'd best leave Paris.

Why? Will you keep

leaping out at me?

I wanted to warn you.

There are six Cardinal's Guards

in your room.

How could six of them

fit in my room?

Why did you tell me?

Perhaps because you said

I was beautiful.

You are.

I thought men always

say that to you.

It's still nice to hear.

Come, come.

This way. Come on.

The Cardinal

demands to see you.

Then he may join me here

for a breath of morning air.

Come on.

Quickly. Quickly.

- You've got him!

- There he is!

If hed asked politely,

I'd have been glad

to visit the Cardinal.

For the Cardinal,

this is politely.

You warned D'Artagnan.

You want to get us

all slaughtered?

Yes, I warned him.

You'll bring

the Cardinal down on us.

Is that what you want?

And worse yet.

That- That night creature.

Not your Queen or any

other power on Earth can

save you from his hell!

It doesn't

have to be like this.

We can get along much better.

I'll take my chances

with the Cardinal.

Oh, that's better.

That's more like it--

Remember... we're family.

That sad fact...

is all that

keeps you alive.

Up!

My- My dear niece,

may I say something?

No. Just listen.

If you ever

touch me again,

threaten me again

or hit me again,

I will slice off your balls

and feed them to the pigs.

Do you understand me?

Yes- Yes. Very clear.

You explained it quite well.

Get out!

You wanted to see me?

I am your humble servant,

D'Artagnan.

I've heard about you,

Monsieur D'Artagnan,

and nothing I've heard

suggests youre humble.

Monsieur Rochefort

will not be joining us.

Who are you,

D'Artagnan?

Where are you from?

What do you want?

I even want to know

your philosophical

and political leanings.

I don't have any.

You'd best acquire some quickly,

if youre to survive in Paris.

Is that why

you wish to see me,

to pass along advice?

Fires are erupting

all over France.

Last night, for example.

I'm sure you'll be glad to know

that I subdued the peasants

without further incident.

And how did you deal with

the ones who were not peasants?

You confuse me.

The men I confronted

were well-armed

and fought like swordsmen.

Even swordsmen can be poor.

Do you know why France

has come to this?

The King, poor man,

is weak.

The Queen is manipulative.

The Spanish and the English

are opportunistic.

The Protestants are divisive.

The nobles are scared

and the peasants are impatient.

Well, I thought they were

just cold and hungry.

If that were so, we could

just give them hot soup

and be done with it.

Understand me.

There will be

a shift in power,

and with that,

a shift in wealth.

Those who do not join me

will be against me.

They will be swept away

with the King. That includes

your friends, the Musketeers.

I will be sure to tell them.

I'm counting on that.

- How is it

you have their trust?

- I helped them free Revile.

Such honesty.

Such stupidity.

I assumed Your Eminence

was not aware Revile was jailed.

I mean, why would it be

important to jail an old man...

when the impression it would

give is that Your Eminence

was frightened of him?

And, of course, why give

the Musketeers a martyr?

Of course.

For a man who does not

have a political position,

you think remarkably

like a politician.

Men without greed

make me nervous.

This is someone

who will bear watching.

Or eliminating.

I think he's the most

dangerous kind of man.

Hes young

and he has a cause.

He will serve me

or he will serve no one.

I think

you should kill him now,

before he causes more trouble.

You've barely washed

the blood from your teeth...

and you hunger for more.

Call it a weakness.

I want him alive,

for the moment.

After last night,

he's in the King's good grace.

When the time is right

and the King can do no harm,

I will let you have him.

- When? Will it be soon?

- Yes.

Good.

The Cardinal is not satisfied

with suspending the Musketeers,

now he has to arrest them;

I will not stand by

while this happens.

- This is not necessary.

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