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hwp Some of this is legend,
but at least
this much is fact
when rioting citizens of France
destroyed the Bastille,
they discovered in its records
this mysterious entry...
You dead yet?
Aramis!
Porthos is...
Im sorry, my dears.
You would have enjoyed it.
Hes hung like a donkey.
- So are you!
- Really?
Hes been asleep so long,
Id forgotten.
OK, go on now.
Leave His Holiness alone.
Ill bring you back tomorrow,
when hes in a better mood.
Go on, ladies. Go!
Stop praying
and revel with me, Aramis!
I need my spirits lifted.
Im old, Im weak,
my strength is gone.
Porthos!
- Im praying.
- I just said that.
Are you deaf, too?
I know youre blind,
because if youd seen those tits
youd have tears in your eyes.
Theres more to life
than a good pair of tits.
Really?
If you can name me one thing,
one single thing,
that is more sublime
than the feel of a plump pink
nipple between my lips,
Ill build you a new cathedral.
- Forgiveness.
- Forgiveness?
Forgive me...
Forgive me...
Am I forgiven?
Am I forgiven?
Your forgiveness isnt sweeter
than a plump nipple.
Dont you understand?
Im trying to pray!
Youre always praying!
DArtagnan!
DArtagnan!
How are you, young pup?
You interrupted
a theological discussion.
- So I see.
- Welcome. Sit down.
No, I come upon
the Kings business.
He wishes to see you.
You serve him loyally,
even though people throw
rotten eggs at his emblem.
DArtagnan, look at you!
You look so young
and I feel so old.
The King says immediately.
One for all, dArtagnan.
And all for one.
We were all Musketeers once.
I wonder how Athos is doing.
Relax, Raoul.
After all, youre my son.
How could any woman resist you?
When will you ask her?
Today, as we arrive...
or when we leave.
When I think about it,
I get confused.
Will this help?
Mothers ring.
I cant take this. Its yours.
She died giving you to me.
I want to die knowing its worn
by the woman my son loves.
Go! Bring back your fianc??.
Your Majesty, the attack
will come at dawn.
No, no. Do not
underestimate the Dutch.
These troops will be
cut off here,
so shift them here and here.
Then we outnumber them there.
Send that.
Your Majesty!
The yellow sash.
As your advisors,
we feel that its...
...our duty...
- Yes, our duty to inform you
that there are riots in Paris.
Riots?
Paris is the most beautiful
city in the world.
Why should my people
feel anything
but pride and contentment?
Of course, Your Majesty.
Im sure they are
content and proud.
But they are also starving.
If we distributed some of the
food reserved for the army...
The priest Aramis!
Father Aramis, His Majesty
is experiencing difficulty
- with the Jesuits.
- The Jesuits?
They have declared
His Majestys wars unjust.
His Majesty should speak
to their leader.
But who is he?
No one can keep secrets
like the Jesuits.
Your Majesty.
You are a priest,
but once you were a Musketeer.
Like my father,
I have trusted you
with the gravest of missions.
So...
I want you to find the
secret leader of the Jesuits.
And when you have,
for God and for France,
I wish you to kill him.
I know this is
a terrible thing I ask,
especially from a priest.
Can you accept this mission
and keep it private?
When I discover the identity
of this Jesuit rebel,
I will kill both him
and the man who told me.
Once a Musketeer,
always a Musketeer?
About these riots...
We have stocks
on the wharves now.
Distribute that.
But that food is spoiling.
Thats why it wasnt
sent to the army.
Then you must hurry.
What an excellent idea,
Your Majesty.
