The Return of the Musketeers Page #4

- Give me a hand, boy.

- Oh, father, reason with them.

What do you think

I'm trying to do?

[ men grunting ]

[ Athos ] Come on here!

Fine country gentleman, yes, sir.

One for all, come on!

And all for aaah--

what it 'tis?

D'artagnan!

Yes!

Welcome home, boy!

[ laughing ]

Oh, there you are. Remember him?

Porthos!

[ D'Artagnan ] Oh, wonderful, Athos!

You haven't changed!

This is wonderful!

[ laughing ]

- It's you.

- Ha, small world.

[ Athos laughing ]

Raoul! Come here.

I want to introduce you

to two old comrades of mine.

Raoul!

This is D'Artagnan!

And Porthos!

I'm afraid, gentlemen,

Raoul does not approve...

Of this or this!

Come, boy, your

toy can be mended.

Yeah, it's all here.

Won't take a minute.

Your servant, gentlemen.

I'm sorry, father.

Raoul!

Raoul! Is this any way to treat

my friends? Don't be hard on him.

Have you forgotten another

young man 20 years ago

who was most uncivil

to musketeers?

[ chuckling ] Leave him to Porthos.

He'll charm him out of it.

[ laughing ]

Him?

They fall at different speeds. Why?

Why do they fall at all?

What attracts them to earth?

Something to do

with religion, I expect.

Why should Mazarin want me?

Because you're Athos,

the bravest and the best.

[ chuckling ]

Was I ever that even 20 years ago?

And now, what should

he need me for?

To fight against the

Fronde and Beaufort.

Are you pledged to Mazarin, boy?

I've taken his pay.

Then give it back. There

is no honour in his service.

Look, if the Fronde

want to rescue Beaufort...

And replace this creeping

cardinal, let them.

What's it to you?

You are a solider, not a politician.

Why should you serve Mazarin?

To earn a living.

You have your estate and your son.

Aramis has his church...

And his women.

Porthos has more money than he can spend.

What have I got after 20 years?

Your honour, boy,

and that same clean heart that came

out of Gascony all those years ago.

God go with you.

I cannot.

[ sighing ]

Would have been good,

the four of us together again.

Planchet, get on

your horse if you can.

Porthos is worth a dozen.

Will you do something for me?

Will you look after the old fool?

I have a fondness for him...

And the young one.

Come on, that's a good boy.

Sit, sit.

[ Planchet mumbling ]

Does he suspect anything?

No, D'Artagnan trusts me, you see.

And your son, does he know?

I am sending him to Paris.

Come, we have a long ride

ahead of us.

[ crowd shouting ]

Get going!

No good talkin' to me.

You should have thought of that before.

Sell his boots first.

We won't get much for the rest.

[ crowd murmuring ]

In nomine patri

spiritus sancti.

[ crowd booing ]

[ groaning ]

Ah, you're the priest, huh?

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