The Musketeer Page #5

- No mercy.

No heart.

Take this to Grenouille.

Place it in Buckingham's hands...

the moment he arrives,

and give him this:

the Queen was generous enough

to donate her ring to the cause.

Monsieur.

The rest of you,

join the others in DuChamps.

What happened?

He came back.

And did you kill him?

Well, he doesn't seem

to have killed you.

So what choice

does that leave us?

He escaped, sir.

Who is D'Artagnan?

Whose throat do

I have to cut now?

Hmm?

Perhaps a little boy?

I know.

A little boy and a nun.

Prepare DuChamps castle

for hell.

I have business

in Paris.

I'll be

with you soon.

She's gone.

The Queen?

And Francesca.

- Who did this?

- A man in black.

He is without pity,

without remorse.

Where did he take them?

Monsieur!

Monsieur!

You're a friend

of the Queen's?

Yes.

You brought

her here?

Yes.

I know

where she is.

Where?

DuChamps castle.

And a young woman?

He took her too.

You're sure

it was DuChamps.

He made the Queen

write a note to

a Lord Buckingham.

It said she had

changed plans.

He was to meet her

in DuChamps.

And then he sent some man

to meet this Lord Buckingham

where the ferry comes in.

The Queen did not want

to write it,

but he said he would

slit my throat if she did not.

He would have.

You're lucky.

He has an army.

What will you do?

Get an army of my own.

And find him.

When you do,

give him this.

I will.

Come on.

Come on, boy.

Just a little further and

you can rest all you want.

Come on.

We're almost there.

It's just ahead.

You see?

Come on, Strega.

Come on, Strega.

Just a little further.

Go on.

No, rest, Strega.

I will

come back for you.

I didn't

hear you knock.

Tell me about DArtagnan.

He would have knocked.

Tell me

where he comes from.

Tell me about

his parents.

Why?

I know his name.

Ask him yourself.

No, I'm asking you.

Get out of here.

Get out!

Tell me about D'Artagnan.

You're a madman.

All the more reason

to fear me.

Tell me

what I mean to know.

Or youll be rendered

to ashes...

with your books

and your maps.

H- He comes from Gascony.

His father was

a Musketeer.

They were both

killed in front of him

when he was a child.

What's the importance

to you?

Oh, my God.

Its you.

- You killed his family.

- He wants revenge.

He wants to be

a Musketeer.

And in attacking me,

he'll fail in both.

Or succeed in both.

No, I will kill him.

But first, I will kill that

which he holds most dear.

Febre!

- He has gone too far.

- Whos gone too far?

I'm here to tell you,

you shall have your wish.

I will kill the Queen.

And Buckingham.

They will die in each

other's arms:
victims

of the King's jealousy.

- You're mad!

- That's the second time this

evening I've been called mad.

And I'm beginning

to resent it.

With this final stroke,

France will erupt, the King

will be dragged from the throne,

and France

will turn to you...

for spiritual

and political guidance.

The Queen is

at DuChamps castle

with 200 of my men.

- Buckingham arrives tonight.

- I gave no orders for that.

Well, this is

beyond orders.

This is the domain

of history now.

So you plot the course

of history now.

You are indeed mad.

That's three times!

It must be so.

You cannot do this, Febre!

And what would you do...

Your Eminence?

Damn me to hell?

Well, I'm certain

that's where I'm going.

And I'm

just as certain...

we can finish

this debate there.

He is your creature--

you made him, and now

you can no longer control him.

Is that what he needs?

Controlling?

I will stop him!

Arm yourself!

If you insist.

Sorry you had to come

all that way for this.

Lord Buckingham?

From the Queen.

Well, there's no seal.

Oh, I was instructed

to give you this ring.

It's explained

in the letter.

We go to DuChamps.

Are you gonna

shoot me?

Where's Revile?

We carried

what was left of him

out a few minutes ago.

What happened here?

Someone said

they saw a man.

In black.

Leaving the villa.

Febre?

Well, it's the sort of thing

that appeals to him.

Revile was waiting

for you, D'Artagnan.

When this fire started,

he was waiting for you!

So then I have killed him.

He was worried about you.

Worried that the guards

had picked you up.

Worried about what

was so important that

you couldn't help us.

Well, do you care

how we got on?

Does it matter to you...

that three men died?

Well, we managed to free

the others-- without you,

D'Artagnan.

We remembered,

"All for one,

and one for all. "

Don't turn your back

on me, D'Artagnan!

For I will fight you!

Do not fight me, Aramis,

for I will kill you.

D'Artagnan!

I know

who did this.

Febre. The one that

does your bidding.

This is not my bidding.

He is gone mad.

He was always mad.

But when he was your madman,

it was overlooked.

He will set France ablaze

and rise from the ashes.

He's out of control.

He will kill the Queen,

kill Lord Buckingham--

But the thing

he hates most is you.

He is horribly scarred,

and his eye is useless.

He says you did it.

I will stop him.

I will pray.

Pray for your success.

I will kill your monster,

but not for you!

I've come to ask for help.

Is this your answer?

I've been practicing.

We don't want you here.

Are you afraid of Febre?

We've come to this.

The Musketeers

afraid of one man.

- We are not afraid of anyone.

- This isn't our fight.

- He will kill the Queen.

If not our fight,

whose fight is it?

They're King's Musketeers,

not the Queen's.

- You have your allegiances confused.

- I know my allegiances.

But youve forgotten

what it was that

made you Musketeers.

Really? And where were

your allegiances when

we asked for your help?

I had to escort

the Queen.

- I was sworn to secrecy.

- Escort the Queen?

Or was it the chambermaid?

Hate me all you want,

but act!

- Defend your country.

- A country that has scorned us.

Then do it as Musketeers.

Do it to resurrect yourselves.

Perhaps what you seek here

only existed in the imagination

of a small boy.

"All for one,

and one for all. "

Candle wicks.

Ten of them.

Dipped in Armagnac.

Just like you taught me.

Uh, I didn't teach you

to use such a good Armagnac.

Where are we going?

Probably to die.

Strega?

Can you get Strega?

He's on the southern road,

two kilometers out.

What are you doing?

Saddling a horse.

Not your saddle.

Not your horse.

I have to borrow them.

Steal them, you mean.

But then,

you're a Musketeer!

You can just steal things!

Must be strong wine, Bonacieux,

to give you so much courage.

You won't want what's left

of Francesca when Febre's done.

Don't come near me,

or I'll--

How did you know

Febre has Francesca?

I heard talk. I--

There was no talk.

No one knew.

You're wrong!

No, you listen.

When Francesca came

to my room, you listened,

and you told Febre!

No, I-I--

You betrayed

your own flesh and blood.

If I do not come back

with Francesca,

I'm coming back for you.

I'm afraid you're going

to regret we ever met.

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