All language subtitles for The MUSKETEERS - S01 E07 - A Rebellious Woman (720p - BluRay)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Make way! Make
way! Make way there!

Stand back.

- Vive la France!
- Please let me through!

- Yaah!
- Ah! Ah! Aaah!

Thieves! Thieves!

- Thieves!
- Make way!

Yah, yah! Yah, yah!

(PRIEST SHOUTING)

Help me!

(CHEERING)

God bless you, Your Majesty!

My bag!

Let it go!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Here, Your Majesty!

God bless Your Majesty!

Here they come.

God bless you, Your Majesty!

Vive la France!

Louis!

What's she doing?

(HORSE WHINNIES)

- Your Majesty!
- Oh, God!

(women SCREAM)

Th�r�se!

Th�r�se?

Stay there, Your Majesty!

It's not safe. Ride on. Now!

Please let me through!

Let me through! Please!

Was she armed?

Only with this.

Let us through! I know her!

- What's her name?
- Th�r�se Dubois.

Make room there!

- What was she doing?
- (WHISPERS) I don't know.

Back!

Fleur?

- What does this mean? Fleur?
- Away!

All of you, back! Move back!

- Move back!
- Fleur?

Fleur!

- (CLOCK CHIMING)
- (LOW CHATTER)

My lady.

This is an age of
glorious discovery!

(CLOCK CHIMING)

Galileo observes
the moons ofjupiter.

Jupiter, ladies.

And for the first time in
the history of mankind,

we understand the motions of the
celestial bodies as well as our own.

(CLOCK CHIMING)

The pump of the heart.

The circular flush of the blood.

But what is the role of
women in this age of wonder?

Your menfolk will tell you
that an education is a danger

- to your "fragile" mind.
- (WOMEN CHUCKLE)

My women of Paris, seek
your own enlightenment!

God gave you life, not man.

It is your Christian duty
to live this life to its fullest.

(WHISPERING)

- LOUIS: Was it an attempt on my life?
- The young woman merely wanted

to present this
petition to the Queen.

To me? Why?

TREVILLE: She was an orphan
from a humble background.

It has something to do with
a plea for women's education.

If she was an illiterate orphan,
she could not have written this.

It is misguided,
but not unintelligent.

You don't favour
women's education?

I admire learning
wherever it is to be found,

but this amounts to an attack on
the authority of church and state.

Stay out of my way! I
will address the King.

Comtesse de Larroque! To
what do I owe the honour?

Your Majesty.

I want to know why
this tragedy happened.

If your guards are to
blame, I want them punished.

You knew this lunatic?

She was sane as you or me.

Well, me, anyway.

She was the daughter
of a servant of mine.

She had wits and ability. I
decided to give her an education.

A ser... servant
girl? An education?

Sorry, I don't follow.

It seems you
educated her too well.

She wrote this and then was
killed trying to give it to the Queen.

Don't be ridiculous.

She didn't write it. I did.

Did you tell this young girl to
give her petition to the Queen?

I merely told her that the Queen is
a woman of wisdom and kindness,

who might sympathise
with our cause.

I shall read it.

Walk with me in
the garden, Ninon.

I've often found your
company so stimulating.

Another time, Your Majesty. I
am too distressed at present.

LOUIS: Did she just
refuse my company?

I believe she did, sire.

Is that allowed?

Apparently, the
Comtesse de Larroque

believes herself above the normal
laws and conventions of society.

The Treasury is bankrupt and
the country needs a new navy.

Ninon has the wealth to
provide it. Does she trust you?

She knows me only as the wealthy
widow Madame de la Chapelle.

I am famous for my good works.

Your job is to find something
I can use against her.

These girls she encourages...

Is her interest in
them... healthy?

How like a man to think of that.

I have no evidence
to suggest otherwise.

Then find some.

Ninon must pay up
or face destruction.

I want every last
penny from her.

(CLUCKING)

I can't bear the thought
of Fleur alone, lost in Paris.

We'll find her. I promise.

Oh, what am I going to tell her
father? He's my husband's cousin.

How long have you
known our friend Th�r�se?

A month or so.

There is one thing
that might help.

Comtesse de Larroque
had taken an interest in her.

She was teaching
her to read and write.

Many enlightened nobles
show kindness to their servants.

No, this was more than that.

Th�rese knew Greek and Latin
and... and even studied the stars.

Fleur attended some
of her lessons, too.

They... went in secret.

(DOORS CREAK SHUT)

Luca.

I'm delighted to see you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Why didn't Rome inform
us you were coming?

It is an informal
visit... Your Eminence.

Your Majesty.

Father Luca Sastini.

Luca and I are old friends.

We were at the
seminary together.

LOUIS: Sastini?

Aren't you that jesuit priest
who wrote that terrible pamphlet?

What did it say?

Well, if I remember correctly,

it was an argument for the
Pope's absolute authority

over national rulers

in all matters, both
spiritual and temporal.

Any leader who defied him
could be legally overthrown

and even killed, with
the papal blessing.

That's the one.

It's just as well my people can't
read, or they might get ideas.

My apologies for any of fence.

I trust your... time in
Paris will be pleasant,

however brief it may be.

TREVILLE: Your
Majesty, a young woman,

Fleur Baudin, has gone missing,

a friend of the girl
who died this morning.

We have reason to believe

the Comtesse de Larroque may
know something of her whereabouts.

What makes you say so?

She regularly attended the Comtesse's
salon, and seems enthralled by her.

That's very, very shocking.

We can't have the Comtesse
abducting young women

and spiriting them
away to her boudoir.

Whatever are you
implying, Cardinal?

There have been ugly
rumours, Your Majesty.

It's all scurrilous
nonsense, I'm sure.

And Ninon is so very pretty, I
could listen to her nonsense all day.

Handle the matter discreetly.

The Comtesse is from a
very distinguished family.

I don't want her upset unduly.

You are too generous,
Your Majesty.

Yes, I know.

(SIGHS) It is a weakness.

Would you like to come with me?

Does anyone here know the
whereabouts of Mademoiselle Fleur Baudin?

If you have questions,
Monsieur, address them to me.

ATHOS: Comtesse de Larroque.

I am here on behalf of
the King. My name is...

I know who you are.

I've often seen you at court and
thought how handsome you are.

There is a melancholy aspect
to your looks that I find intriguing,

but it's probably
only mental vacancy.

(SOME WOMEN CHUCKLE)

I hope not.

- But forgive our intrusion.
- I will not forgive it.

This is a place of scholarship, where
women can enjoy each other's company

without the crude
attentions of men.

- What is it that you want?
- Mm?

Ah. We are... looking
for Fleur Baudin.

She has run away from her
family and they are anxious.

Anxious to marry her into a
life of domestic slavery, no doubt.

She's not here. You can go now.

Your brooch.

What does it mean?

It is a wren.

A bird that cannot be caged.

A symbol of hope and freedom.

A symbol of your own dreams
and ambitions, I would imagine?

Ah.

We have a romantic in our midst.

- (WOMEN CHUCKLE)
- Observe, ladies -

the remarkable phenomenon, a
man of wisdom and perception.

If by romantic you mean a
man who gladly acknowledges

the superiority
of the female sex,

then... I accept
the description.

Your charm won't work
here. We are quite immune.

We are not here to
discuss your beliefs.

We are looking for Fleur Baudin.

And I've already told
you she's not here.

Then you won't mind if
we search your house?

On the contrary.
I mind very much.

I could insist.

Or you could take my word.

Am I right?

Is there an inner sadness that
informs the beauty of your features?

Answer me honestly,

and I shall allow you
to search my house.

We all have our deep secrets
and hidden emotions, Comtesse.

Allow me to keep mine to myself.

A barely adequate answer.

But I am feeling indulgent.

Follow me.

(WOMEN WHISPER)

(WOMEN CHATTER AND LAUGH)

Well,

if that wasn't flirting,
I don't know what is.

Rubbish. She can't stand him.

One day, we'll sit down and,
er... I'll explain women to you.

(THEY (BUCKLE)

(BIRDSONG)

RICHELIEU: So...
why are you really here?

Pope Urban does not send
his envoys without good reason.

His Holiness is concerned about

the direction of
French foreign policy.

Well, the Pope is Spain's
performing monkey,

and I speak with the greatest of
respect for his holy office, of course.

Of course.

Need I remind you
that you are a cardinal,

one of the highest offices
within the Catholic Church?

I'm also First
Minister of France.

In matters of religion,
I defer to Rome.

In all else, I am my
country's servant.

France's alliance with Sweden
is both unnatural and undesirable.

Now we come to it.

Protestants are the
enemies of the true faith.

Sweden is an
important strategic ally.

The treaty is indispensable.

There are those who fear
for King Louis' immortal soul,

- if it is ratified.
- Well, that's so medieval.

Medieval? You think to
have faith is medieval?

We're not in the
seminary now, Luca.

This is not the time or
the place for sophistry.

Tell the Pope that France
will not break with Sweden.

Is that your final
word on the subject?

It is.

(SIGHS)

Well...

now that our business is
concluded, I have gifts for you.

From the Holy Father.

He has always been fond of you.

He hates me, but let it pass.

The knee bone of St Anthony of Padua,
one of Rome's most precious relics.

It is old and, by God's grace,
immaculately preserved.

So I see.

I had other gifts for you, but
sadly they were stolen on my arrival.

I'm sorry to hear that.

- (LID CLOSES)
- Now, if you'll excuse me...

There is just... one
other small thing.

There, you've searched
every room in my house.

I would have taken your word. It
was you who insisted on the search.

Fleur Baudin is not here.
I don't know where she is.

Do you know how many
husbands, fathers, lovers, brothers,

come here looking
for their lost girls?

It can never be that these women
choose to leave of their own free will.

It must always be that Ninon
de Larroque has corrupted them.

Th�r�se and Fleur were
far below you in status.

They were not in a position to
make a decision of their own free will.

I view all women as equals,

no matter what the
circumstances of their birth.

You have the money and
position to indulge such whims.

Look outside your window
and tell me everyone is equal.

(STREET CHATTER)

You accuse me of hypocrisy?

Thank you for your help.

Will I see you again?

Why?

That's why.

Come back this evening
and dine with me.

- (BELLS CHIMING)
- The Holy Father has been ill.

Thoughts naturally
turn to the succession.

There are many who consider
you the outstanding candidate.

The highest office within the
Catholic Church is within your grasp.

You must choose what to do next.

This... woman, the
Comtesse de Larroque,

deal with her firmly.

The Church likes it
when heresy is rooted out.

RICHELIEU: Well, er...

(CLEARS THROAT) ...I wouldn't
go so far as to call her a... a heretic.

A woman who openly defies God's
laws? What other word is there?

I am deeply humbled.

I will consider my options.

Perhaps you can pray to
St Anthony for guidance.

I'm sure his face was a
picture when you kissed him.

Why shouldn't I make the
first approach to a man I desire?

Oh, I could never be so bold.

You'd be amazed at what can happen
when a woman takes the initiative.

I'm sure I would.

Be careful. I know this man.

He will seek to trap
you and still your voice.

You know him? How?

It's only a passing
acquaintance.

Between ourselves,

Fleur Baudin, is she here?

(STREET CHATTER)

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Don't look so worried.

I won't kiss you again
if you don't desire it.

I'm better prepared to
fight you off this time.

Shall we dine?

There's something I
need to show you first.

(GASPING)

Why are you showing me this?

Don't you feel responsible?

I gave her an education,
clothing and food.

Is that a crime?

It is if you encouraged the
reckless act that cost her life.

I did no such thing.

(SIGHS) I was so fond of her.

I feel pity and
sorrow, but not guilt.

I didn't mean to upset you.

Yes, you did.

This is the way we all must end.

Our foolish heart stopped.

Souls utterly departed.

She was too young.

(SNIFFS AND SIGHS)

Please.

Cover her face.

NINON: Do you know him?

A thief. He escaped
me this morning.

- ATHOS: How did he die?
- No idea.

I've had a dozen fresh cadavers
already. He'll have to wait his turn.

Look after this bag. I'll
send for it in the morning.

(STREET CHATTER)

May I ask...

do you dislike men?

I have had many suitors.

Some really quite acceptable.

But I believe
marriage to be a curse.

I will not submit to it.

As it happens, I agree.

But why?

I am a wealthy woman.

But on my wedding day,

everything that I own becomes
the property of my husband,

including my body.

I will not be owned by anyone.

So, what they say is true?

You are a rebellious woman?

Does that frighten you?

No.

But... I was
married once, and...

now I'm done with romance.

- It ended badly?
- You could say that.

I am sorry for it.

I want equality between
the sexes, not hate.

- Get out!
- (GROANING)

- (SHOUTING INSIDE)
- Trouble.

These are the Cardinal's men.

I knew nothing of this.

(RAISED VOICES)

Aaah!

My works! Stop! No!

Stay back.

Where is your
authority for this?

(BLADE RINGS)

Aramis!

We found them... sleeping
in a hidden chamber.

Comtesse de Larroque,
on the orders of the Cardinal,

you are under arrest for the
abduction of Fleur Baudin and others.

- You said she wasn't here.
- She begged me not to tell anyone.

- Please! Make them stop!
- Sorry. I can't.

- Come on.
- Come on.

Come on.

Four young women.

In their nightwear.

I can only speculate as to
the horrors they have endured.

The girls claim they
were not coerced.

Then why lock them
in a secret chamber?

What will happen to
these poor children?

They will be returned to their
families as soon as possible.

And the Comtesse?

RICHELIEU: She will be held at
the Monastery of the Holy Cross,

awaiting trial.

I detect the foul stench
of witchcraft in all this.

The Comtesse de
Larroque, a witch?

How marvellous!

Can she fly on a broomstick?

Make love potions?

Your Majesty is
joking, but Satan is real

and his female familiars
are everywhere amongst us.

Evil must be extinguished
wherever it is detected.

Rome will be
following these events

with great interest.

What a wonderfully
unpleasant little man.

ANNE: Witchcraft? What nonsense!

I'm sure witches are
supposed to be ugly.

The Comtesse didn't
have any warts, did she?

Why is she being tried here?

The Cardinal wants to
avoid a public hearing.

Does anyone really
believe in witchcraft?

The accusation is a fine way to
stop the tongues of outspoken women.

She had the girls.

She lied. She brought
her fate on herself.

You're being too hard on her.

She was protecting the
girl, not deceiving you.

For what it's worth, Madam,
this trial is a mockery of religion.

The God I believe in
stands for love, not cruelty.

You are a contradiction,
Monsieur Aramis.

The soldier who preaches love,

and a famous libertine
who cherishes women.

We all search for
truth in different ways.

If you have faith
in your heart...

take this.

Please, take it.

My God will not abandon you.

(SOBBING)

It's not so easy when
you don't have money.

(5055)

We all have to
accept our fate in life.

(SOBBING)

Why? So we can end up like
you, married to a man you hate?

I don't hate Bonacieux.

I'm only trying to be realistic.

Do you know the shame
you've brought on my name!

Hey!

There's no need for that.

This is family business.
You stay out of it.

I trusted you to look after her.

You knew she was meeting that
woman, and you lied to cover for her.

She only wanted an education.

What does she
need education for?

She'll be a seamstress
until she's married,

and then she'll be a
dutiful wife and mother.

That's all.

Constance! Help me, please!

Out of my way!

If you hurt her... I'll know.

I'm not gonna hurt her.

I love her.

But why won't she
do as she's told?

(DOOR SLAMS)

RICHELIEU: Does your
daughter understand her duty?

She is young.

If... if there's any way Your
Eminence could spare her this ordeal...

I hope to make a good marriage
for her as soon as the trial is over.

An excellent plan. A
husband will calm her down.

Just make sure
she speaks the truth.

God will be watching.

And so will I.

Comtesse Ninon de Larroque.

Confess your of fences now,

and spare your victims the
ordeal of giving testimony.

I cannot confess
to imaginary crimes.

Do you deny you
believe in Satan's magic?

Now, I advise you to
consider your answer seriously.

And I advise you not to
ask ridiculous questions.

(CROWD CHUCKLES AND MUTTERS)

RICHELIEU: Fleur Baudin!

Come forward.

Just do the right
thing, all right?

RICHELIEU: All will be
well if you tell the truth, child.

What happened to you
at the Comtesse's salon?

May I have a drink of water?

Answer my question.

Er... the Comtesse
taught us things.

What things?

Many of our young
women are educated.

It isn't something
we're ashamed of.

Not just embroidery and sewing.

Natural philosophy,

the movement of the cosmos,
the secrets of our bodies.

(LOW CHATTER)

Your bodies?

So, she took you and
locked you in a secret room...

and showed you intimate things?

You twist every word that
comes out of her mouth.

Be quiet, or you'll be gagged.

I was gagged the day
I was born a woman!

Cheap sentiments of the
decadent romance novels

your acolytes waste
their time in reading!

There's no need to
be ashamed, child.

This woman has used
you for her foul appetites.

You cannot be blamed.

You're making her
work sound corrupt.

You will suffer for this! You're
the one who'll be judged!

Take her away.

(LOW VOICES)

RICHELIEU: The court
will hear the testimony

of Madame de la Chapelle.

Madame de la Chapelle.

Tell us of your...

experiences at the
Comtesse's salon.

Ninon did to me...

what I saw her
do to other women.

She gave me wine,

and a bitter potion
of some kind.

1 fa�.. Unsteady, as
though in a reverie.

I awoke in her private chamber.

My clothes had been removed.

I remember spells
and ritual incantations.

I felt a deep and
terrible shame.

Why are you saying these things?

This woman is a liar!

She is not even
who she claims to be!

She is a convicted
criminal and deceiver!

Why does this man accuse me?

- Is he a friend of Ninon's?
- Restrain him immediately!

- She is not to be trusted!
- Athos! Calm!

The court has heard enough
from this witness. You are excused.

Who was that?

RICHELIEU: Comtesse
Ninon de Larroque,

it has been proven
in the sight of God

that you are a practising witch
who has consorted with the Devil.

The court finds you
guilty on all counts.

But... this is madness.

I... I am not a witch.

They do not exist.

More blasphemy! Stop her mouth!

Wait. At a time
to be determined,

you will be taken to
a place of execution,

and your body will
be burned to ashes.

Your Majesty.

It is the King's wish...

that unless the Comtesse de
Larroque confesses her crimes freely

and without torture,

she be spared the
death sentence.

(CROWD MUTTERING)

I have never consorted with
the Devil until this moment.

I am looking at him.

Condemned from her own mouth!

Such language
amounts to a con...

amounts to a...
to... to... (CHOKING)

(COUGHING AND GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GASPING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

Where is the castor oil and
mustard? He needs an emetic!

- (GROANING)
- Let me loosen his robes.

Definitely poison.

What if he is called to God's
right hand? What will I do?

All will be well, I'm sure. The
Cardinal's made of granite.

- (GROANING)
- Cardinal, please don't die!

Please don't die!

(SCREAMS)

The emetic, at once!

(GROANING)

Whoever did this,
I want them found.

(GRUNTING AND GROANING)

(RICHELIEU SCREAMS)

(MON KS CHANTING PRAYE RS)

The Cardinal.

Will he live?

(MON KS CHANTING PRAYE RS)

He has been no friend
to the Musketeers.

We are all servants of
France, Your Majesty.

I did not expect to find my gift to
you around the Comtesse's neck.

Is Ninon your lover?

She is beautiful.

She is a good woman
facing a hideous death.

I...

I only wanted to comfort her.

Forgive me.

Your compassion does you credit.

Where is the Comtesse?

They took her back to
her cell. The Cardinal?

Still alive, just.

- Who has a reason to poison him?
- Who hasn't?

Athos...

that woman, Madame de
la Chapelle, who is she?

How do you know her? How
do you know she was lying?

Her whole life is a lie.

Whoever she is, she can wait.

Right now, our job is to find
out who tried to kill the Cardinal.

SASTINI: It was
clearly the witch.

You all heard her curse him.

He was poisoned, not bewitched.

Satan turned his blood into acid,
at her command. I've seen it before.

We'll add Satan to the list of
suspects. (STIFLES LAUGH)

And I...

shall pray for
the Cardinal's life,

because when men
such as he are helpless

against the powers of evil,

then none of us are safe.

I leave for Rome in the morning.

Paris is no place...
for pious men.

Your bag, Father?

It was found in the morgue, with
the body of the man who stole it.

I'll see it's returned to
you before you leave.

(LATIN CHANTING)

We need to speak
to Fleur Baudin.

You think [poisoned him?

That's the most stupid
thing I've ever heard,

even by Musketeer standards.

Let her talk, please.

- Tell us the truth, hm?
- I didn't hurt him.

I didn't do
anything, I swear it.

I have to go. My
father is waiting.

You know I'm to be married?

He's a 40-year-old widower with
a butcher's stall in Montmartre.

I'm told he's a very good catch.

(HE SIGHS)

(GAS P5)

Was it you?

That's your first question?

I'm touched.

- Am I dying?
- Half the doctors say you're doomed.

The other half claim you
will make a full recovery.

There's a lot of
professional pride at stake.

I'm glad you find this amusing.

RICHELIEU: This Athos.

What is he to you?

Let's not speak of it now. You
must concentrate on your health.

Whatever happens to me,

I want you to extract
this confession

from Ninon.

If she admits she is a witch,

her entire estate will
be forfeit to the Crown.

Oh, how disgusting. What is it?

The knee bone of St Anthony.

I shall pray for
his intercession.

Why not?

He'll be as much
use as the doctors.

(HE SIGHS)

(RASPING)

- (STREET CHATTER)
- Robert!

What do you want?

You know marrying Fleur to the
highest bidder won't make anyone happy.

- It's a good match.
- She doesn't love him.

Robert.

I know you.

You're a good man.

Give Fleur time, and
she'll make you proud.

Force her into this marriage,
and she'll never forgive you.

Is that what you want?

Fleur told me what
you said at the trial,

that she should
do the right thing.

Now it's your turn.

(KEYS JINGLE)

(BOLT CLICKING)

Have you come here to gloat?

I wouldn't waste my energy.

There is nothing worse than a
woman who betrays her own sex.

I can think of a few things.

But let's not argue.

Why do you hate me?

How have I ever hurt you?

You didn't. You're simply
a victim of circumstance.

Now, sadly, you must die.

Not unless I admit
to the charges,

and I shall never do that.

If you don't confess,

the women of your salon
will burn in your place.

Surely you wish to save the
lives of your accomplices in Satan?

(GAS P5)

You would do this?

You would kill them, even
though you know they are innocent?

Admit you poisoned the Cardinal as
well. We might as well be thorough.

Order them to make the pyre.

She will die at first light.

The Queen won't like
it. Nor will the King.

She is irrelevant.

A new navy will
soothe his dismay.

Do you ever wonder what
is to come after this life?

Never.

The kingdom of
heaven is a dream.

Our only life is here.

Pure heresy.

- Well, why don't you burn me?
- I won't.

But be careful.

One day, someone else might.

I've done terrible things.

My account with God
is not yet balanced.

I am afraid...

that if I die...

I shall go to hell.

We're already in hell.

Don't you recognise it?

(STREET CHATTER)

Well, if it wasn't
Fleur, who was it?

- Ninon?
- Nah, she was nowhere near him.

Where's the bag?

One of her followers, then.

We should look at everyone
that went to her salon.

Perhaps one of them
met with the Cardinal.

- Did you ever find out how he died?
- Some form of apoplexy.

He was having a
drink at an inn nearby.

One moment he was
laughing and joking,

and the next he convulsed
and fell down dead on the spot.

- Just like the Cardinal.
- Sastini.

- Open his mouth.
- You open his mouth.

Eurghg - He stinks.
- Well, he's dead.

Not like that. He's...

There's something
bitter on his tongue.

(SNIFFS AND COUGHS)

Uh'.!

Either this man had disgusting eating
habits or something's badly wrong.

Eurgh.

I know that smell. It was
on the Cardinal's breath.

The pages are damp.

Poison. Wash your hands.
Everything's soaked in it.

(SNIFFS) This is
where it came from.

He must have drunk half the bottle
before he realised it wasn't alcohol.

The rest spilled in the bag.

Sastini's still at the abbey.

The Cardinal's still alive.

This is the Cardinal we're
talking about. Why are we running?

(BOLT CLICKING)

(HINGE CREAKS)

' Hah!

_ Y ah' _!

Yah! Yah!

What's this? The death
sentence was commuted.

The Comtesse confessed.

- Where's Father Sastini?
- I don't know.

He's over there!

To the Cardinal's room.

Aah!

(GROANING)

Sastini!

Uh'.!

(GASPING) You're late!

We're glad to find you
well, Your Eminence.

I doubt that, but thank
you for the sentiment.

You know it was Sastini
who tried to poison you.

A sacred relic
soaked with poison.

An old papal trick.

I should have guessed earlier.

We're running out of time.

You don't need to kill her.

Please!

You can have everything you want

and still let her go free.

This is all very
Dark Ages, isn't it?

A glimpse of your
own mortality...

does make one rather less
eager to harry others to their doom.

RICHELIEU: I'm not a cruel man.

Just a practical one.

What do you propose?

Stop!

- The sentence is commuted!
- Cardinal's orders!

The sentence is commuted!

- I will not die today?
- Not today, Madame.

Your God did not
abandon me after all.

How come God
gets all the credit?

As far as the
world is concerned,

Comtesse Ninon de Larroque
died on that pyre today.

Your lands, your property,

and your money will
all be forfeit to the state.

But...

I will allow you
a small income...

to live a quiet life
somewhere outside Paris.

If you try to tell the
truth of these events,

your original sentence
will be reinstated.

Do you accept my terms?

My voice will never be silenced.

But I promise you
will never hear it.

What about the
monks? They'll know.

It's a closed order.
Gossip is not encouraged.

We need a body to
make this look convincing.

Luckily, one has just
become available.

Today I find my vision...

clearer than ever.

Nothing, I10 person, no nation,

no God will stand in my way.

Take this, Monsieur.

(JINGLES)

May it bring you as
much luck as it did me.

(DOOR CREAKS)

(BELLS CHIMING)

See they are delivered to Rome.

Say Cardinal Richelieu
sends his compliments

and promises His Holiness that if
he wishes to send any more envoys,

they will be returned
in the same condition.

- (BELLS CHIMING)
- (DOOR CREAKS SHUT)

You do realise
you'll never be Pope?

I never really
cared for the idea.

It's an Italian club, and
largely a clerical position.

I prefer something with
a little more influence.

ATHOS: What will you do now?

I was thinking of opening a
school for the daughters of the poor.

I shall enjoy being a teacher.

Madame de la Chapelle.

Did she ever tell you
anything about herself?

Now that I think
of it, very little.

So, you did know her after all?

In another time.

In another life.

Be careful, Athos.

She has the
Cardinal's protection.

A blow against her
is a blow against him,

and he won't take it lightly.

I could have loved
a man like you.

It's a pity neither of
us is the marrying kind.

Yup, walk on.

Constance! Oh!

You won't believe what's happened!
My father has changed his mind!

I don't have to marry yet! He's even
letting me continue my education!

I wonder what happened.

It's strange. He said a
woman persuaded him.

I'm sure it was Ninon. She
was so beautiful and inspiring.

Her example made
even my father see sense.

I'll pray for her every night.

- I'm happy for you.
- (BOTH GIGGLE)

(GIGGLING)

- (DOOR SLAMS)
- (DISTANT DOG BARKS)

Well, I must get on.

It was you who went
to Baudin, wasn't it?

- You pleaded for Fleur.
- Don't be silly.

You are the finest
woman I have ever met.

I don't believe there's a more
generous soul in all of France.

Stop that.

You're embarrassing me.

What if I want to embarrass you?

Hm?

Why shouldn't I list all
the reasons I love you?

Of course, when I say
that, I mean admire, respect.

- Say it again.
- I admire and respect you.

Not that part, you idiot.

I love you.

Any of my Musketeers could thrash
any of your Red Guards at any time!

1,000 livres Captain
Treville is right.

RICHELIEU: Your reputation
for violence is well established.

Now do something useful with it.

If you wish to see the Musketeers
destroyed, D'Artagnan is the key.

Still no commission
from the Musketeers?

There are other regiments.

What do you do for him?

I'm a soldier, just like you.

30 livres, is that right?

D'Artagnan has it in him
to be the greatest of us all.

But you have stolen his
best chance to prove it.

You're now dead.