Madam?
So you recognized me, good,
hence, I'm not mistaken.
Count de la Fere.
Yes, Count de la Fere
in person,
who comes expressly from
the other world,
to have the pleasure of
seeing you.
You believed me to be dead.
I also thought, that
I had crushed you.
But hell has resuscitated you.
Hell has given you another name.
Hell made you rich.
Hell almost made you
another countenance.
But it neither washed
the stains from your soul,
nor the brand from your body!
You are a demon, sent
upon the earth.
Your power is great.
But nothing and no one
can save you now.
Remaining invisible to you,
I have not lost sight of you
from your entrance into
the service of the Cardinal
to this evening.
You will this instant
deliver to me the paper
the Cardinal signed.
Or I will kill you!
No! You won't be able to!
You won't dare kill me
a second time!
Count de la Fere,
the noble Athos.
Anne de Beuil,
Lady Clarke,
Charlotte Backson,
Baroness of Sheffield,
Countess de la Fere,
Lady Winter.
You are so many,
and I am so few!
Rest assured:
I shall kill you,
if a single hair falls off
my friend's head!
The paper! I'll count to three!
One... Two...
Gentlemen! As a token
of solidarity with you
and in the hope of
friendship in the future,
please accept this humble
present from the Guards.
This is old Anjou wine.
Drink it to the glory
of the King and the Cardinal.
- Gentlemen!..
- I'll drink this wine.
You're kidding?!
Three!
Take it, curse you.
And now that I've torn out
your tongue, viper,
sting, if you can.
D'Artagnan has cruelly
insulted me.
Word of honor, madam,
d'Artagnan is polite,
he'll give way to a lady.
D'Artagnan is already dead!
Gentlemen! I drink
this glass of wine ...
What's the matter, Athos?
I'm sorry, my dear friend.
I didn't want you
to drink without me.
We are after all,
friends.
Why are you treating them
to such excellent wine,
which they
can't appreciate?!
The wine is poisoned.
Wait!
Henchman of the Guards!
Aramis, hand me the bottle!
You have refused
our gift.
The sword!
You will now try
our swordsmanship!
Forward, Guards!
One for all!
All for one!
Take a stroll
with the chickens, sir!
Hold on, Athos!
Let's go!
Bon appetite!
I'm here, d'Artagnan!
I'm drowning!
Run, madam, the Guards
are not polite!
Farewell, sir,
I'll pray for your soul.
Musketeers, stop Milady!
Madam!
Can you leave such
a charming gentleman?
You will like me.
Porthos!
Madam, so we meet!
Porthos, it's me!
Birdie, fly away!
Two drops of wine
at the bottle of a glass,
Your sword in hand,
Life is twice
as fascinating
If you know the art
of putting it at risk.
Pourquoi pas?
Pourquoi pas?
Why not?
Pourquoi pas?
Pourquoi pas?
If you know the art
of putting it at risk!
Pourquoi pas?
Pourquoi pas?
Why not?
Be cunning, retreat,
Play games, spin round,
Never give your enemy
A break.
What is life, after all?
Life is a duel
with death.
Pourquoi pas?
Pourquoi pas?
Why not?
Pourquoi pas?
Pourquoi pas?
A constant duel
with death!
Pourquoi pas?
Pourquoi pas?
Why not?
There's no sight of heaven
in the thick smoke,
But my body is used
to this heat.
If you want to decide,
decide.
And if you've decided,
Then do it!
D'Artagnan will find
Milady.
His pain and grief
will help him.
I've found this man, because
I have a duty to perform.
Wait for me here.
And if you've decided,
Then do it!
Pourquoi pas?
Pourquoi pas?
Why not?
If I'm not mistaken,
you were the executioner
of Lille?
Yes.
You once branded
a woman,
who later married
Count de la Fere.
Yes, I remember her.
She is a demon from hell.
She ruined my brother.
Brought misery upon my
whole family.
I'm Count de la Fere.
Let everyone know,
that we acting as judges.
What is your fee?
It depends on the instrument:
An axe or a sword.
It's higher with the sword.
A sack - 10 pistoles,
rope - 2,
plus the work, 5 ecus total.
You will be paid.
Throw the money