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: Who is the man that accuses you? Bonacieux
: [Rochefort enters and Bonacieux points at him
] That! That is the man! Count Rochefort
: Take him away. Bonacieux
: That is *not* the man!
: This d'Artagnan... he lodges with you, does he not? We will find Monsieur d'Artagnan a suitable lodging in the Bastille for the time being. M. Bonancieux
: And afterwards? Rochefort
] In the Bastille, there is no afterwards.
: [commenting on D'Artagnan's horse
] Decidedly it is someone riding a buttercup. Unless it is a cheese with legs.
: If you were a gentleman, I would speak to you. I was speaking *at* you, sir.
: I failed. One does occasionally. Cardinal Richelieu
: If I blundered as you do, my head would fall. Rochefort
: I would say from a greater height than mine, Eminence. Cardinal Richelieu
: You would? Rochefort
: The height of vaulting ambition. Cardinal Richelieu
: You have none? Rochefort
: No. Cardinal Richelieu
: Do you fear me, Rochefort? Rochefort
: Yes, I fear you, Eminence. I also hate you. Cardinal Richelieu
: I love you, my son. Even when you fail.
: He is becoming as troublesome as his father. Rochefort
: He is a foolish boy and barely that. Cardinal Richelieu
: That foolish boy is about to become a man which is all the more reason for us to act quickly. Have our loose ends
[the three musketeers
] Cardinal Richelieu
: been tied up? Rochefort
: Two patrols have been sent. 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.
[five Cardinal's Guards arrive in an inn, two patrols of their comrades are either bound and gagged or unconscious
: What is this? Athos
: We are having a private party celebrating the demise of the Musketeers. Go away. Aramis
: Athos. Is that any way to greet our guests? Gentlemen, don't be shy, come in. Your friends have been expecting you. Jussac
: You are under arrest. Athos
: Under whose authority? Rochefort
: Mine. Aramis
: Ah. Hello again, Cyclops.
: You go back and you tell the Cardinal we will continue to perform our sworn duty, which is to protect the King, and we will use every means within our power to fight him. Rochefort
: Bold words. I look forward to ramming them down your throat.
: By joint edict of His Majesty King Louis XIII and His Eminence Cardinal Richelieu, the Musketeers are officially disbanded. In preparation for the coming war with England, your ranks and commissions are hereby transferred to the Infantry. You will be contacted and told where to report. Until that time, you are instructed to return to your homes.
: [the musketeers break into the main hall
] I hope we're not interrupting! Rochefort
: [Rochefort draws his sword
] No, on the contrary. You're right on time!
[the duel begins
Rochefort, Richelieu Henchman
: You're mad! Febre the Man in Black
: That's the second time this evening I've been called mad, and I'm beginning to resent it.
Rochefort, Richelieu Henchman
: You have an interesting fighting style. Where did you acquire it? D'Artagnan
: Here and there. Rochefort, Richelieu Henchman
: Perhaps there. Certainly not here.
: Spy... it is a foul word. Rochefort
: It is a familiar word to me, Eminence, in your service. Cardinal Richelieu
: [glares at Rochefort, then
] On your knees, little man, before your master!
: [the Musketeers has just rescued him from a firing squad
] Not before time, musketeers! Porthos
: Who hurries to rescue a spy? And a Cardinal's spy?
: Milady de Winter, you are late! Milady de Winter
: I'm not late. You're just always early.