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[after seeing Athos stumble down a flight of stairs]
D'Artagnan : Athos, are you hurt?
Athos : Hurt? What I am is drunk.
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Athos : And you mark this: you kill Buckingham or have him killed, it's no matter to me. He's an Englishman and an enemy. But you touch one hair of D'Artagnan's head and I swear, as God is my judge, I'll break you on the wheel with my own hand.
MiLady DeWinter : No. Monsieur D'Artagnan has assaulted me, insulted me...
Athos : [shouts] Since when has it been possible to insult *you*, Madame?
MiLady DeWinter : And he will die for it.
Athos : [produces a pistol] Have you ever seen a woman shot in the stomach? You know me, Milady. Give me the papers the Cardinal wrote just now. I'll give you five seconds.
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[Richelieu has given D'Artagnan a commission as a lieutenant in the Musketeers]
D'Artagnan : It is too much! I cannot accept it. Athos, you take it.
Athos : No, for the Comte de la Fère it is too little; for Athos, too much.
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Athos : [He has cornered the fleeing Milady after her murder of Constance] You won't need a horse on the journey you're taking, Madame. I warned you, did I not?
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Athos : [He is face to face with Milady] The Gascon was right... you're still beautiful.
[He advances into the light; she recognizes him]
MiLady DeWinter : The Comte de la Fere!
Athos : No, Milady. The Comte de la Fere is dead. You killed me years ago... out riding on a summer's day.
[Her hand strays towards the hidden brand on her left shoulder]
Athos : It's burned no deeper into you than it is into me.
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D'Artagnan : [of Milady] I love her with my head. But my Constance, snatched from my side, I love with my heart.
Athos : You have a conveniently discriminating anatomy.
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Athos : Leave now. Leave Paris, leave France. Get as far from that evil woman's grasp as you can.
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MiLady DeWinter : What do you want of me? There's nothing between us.
Athos : Thank God! But there might be.
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Swiss Officer : Warm work, gentlemen. And where were the Musketeers?
Aramis : At our prayers, sir, like good Christians!
Swiss Officer : Ha! By God, sir, so was I! And with good reason. That bastion was buzzing like a beehive.
Athos : And yet you did not stay for breakfast, sir.
Swiss Officer : Neither would you.
Athos : Hmm. Will you bet on that? I'll wager you, better more I will wager you the finest dinner on this camp that my friends and I will have breakfast on that bastion, now.
Swiss Officer : [laughs] Done. Done! Do you hear that, Spengler? You and I will eat that big dinner alone, I think!
D'Artagnan : What is it? What's new?
Porthos : Ah. Our good friends Athos proposes to have us killed for breakfast. Up yonder.
D'Artagnan : What?
Athos : Planchet, get me a basket, some bread, and four cold chickens. Ham, some oysters, and eight bottles of wine, now.
Planchet : Oh fine.
Porthos : And make the wine champagne.
Aramis : At breakfast? Oh my dear Porthos.
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Athos : [the Musketeers have captured MiLady] As the Comte de la Fere; with the rights of high, middle and low justice, I accuse this woman of the murder of Constance de Bonacieux. How say you?
Aramis : Death.
Porthos : Death.
D'Artagnan : [Hesitating] Death.
Athos : Death.
MiLady DeWinter : No! You have no power of justice over me! D'Artagnan! If you love me; do not let them do this!
Athos : Make one move to save her, D'Artagnan and we will cross swords; and this time, I swear I will kill you.
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Athos : It takes a love story to cure you of love - of fascinating women.
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Athos : Tell me something. Is your Milady as beautiful as the dew?
D'Artagnan : She's as magnificent as summer's dew. As that.
Athos : I beg of you forget her. She will do you some mischief.