The Musketeers (2014–2016): Season 1, Episode 2 - Sleight of Hand - full transcript
D'Artagnan is arrested for illegal duelling, though this is a ploy to have him share the same prison cell as anarchist republican Vadim and discover what Vadim has done with several stolen barrels of gunpowder. The pair escape together but Vadim's henchman Felix is unconvinced of D'Artagnan's loyalty to them so D'Artagnan sends a message to the musketeers through Constance to reveal Vadim's plan to kill the king and queen when they attend mass at Notre Dame. Vadim quickly exposes the youngster as a spy and points out that he was fed false information as to Vadim's real intention. Chained to the barrels of explosives in the cellar D'Artagnan must free himself to help his friends stop Vadim.
What's the vital thing
to remember in a duel? Honour?
Not getting killed, right? Biting,
kicking, gouging - it's all good.
You don't have to do this.
It's Musketeer business.
I can handle it.
I taught him that move.
Lay down your weapons!
Red Guards. Red Guards!
Nothing more we can do for him.
No point all of us getting arrested.
He knows the Musketeer motto...
"Every man for himself"!
You're under arrest
for illegal duelling.
Hey, Vadim.
Company for you!
You knew the penalty for duelling,
but let d'Artagnan go ahead!
I don't like this.
I've never been unpopular before.
Did any of you think at all?!
Try trading places with me.
But you're used to it.
I'm more the romantic hero type.
D'Artagnan is in prison
because of you.
Alone...
...friendless...
...condemned.
I hope you're very proud(!)
Dismissed!
'D'Artagnan was taken to the
Chatelet at ten this morning.'
He's awaiting execution,
at His Majesty's pleasure.
Congratulations.
You had me convinced -
and I knew the whole thing
was a charade.
We certainly fooled
the rest of the men. They hate us.
They think we betrayed a friend.
It makes me sick.
Provoking a duel
was a brilliant idea.
The world had to believe
d'Artagnan's arrest was genuine.
I still think one of us
should have done it.
Vadim would never trust
a King's Musketeer.
It had to be someone he didn't know.
He's a Gascon farm boy -
promising, but raw.
There's too much at stake.
Well, he has to prove himself
sometime, so why not now?
Well, I think he can do it. And I'm
a pretty good judge of character.
You're a terrible judge of character,
especially when you're sober.
Vadim stole enough gunpowder
to start a small war. Where is it?
What was he planning?
Where are his men?
If d'Artagnan
can bring us the answers,
then his life is worth the risk.
Tomorrow is Good Friday.
The Queen pardons a few deserving
prisoners at this time every year.
I've put you all on her guard
detail. You can check on him, then.
How did you do that?
The secret to a good trick?
Make people look the wrong way.
Er...what's this? Mutton stew.
Mutton is the one that goes "baa"
and has wool on it.
You can starve, for all I care,
Musketeer!
I'm no Musketeer.
They betrayed me
and I hate them for it.
A beautiful morning,
Madame Bonacieux.
I doubt if it looks so good
from inside the Chatelet prison.
You've heard about d'Artagnan?
You know, these stories
can be greatly exaggerated.
Really? Mm.
I was told you led him into danger
and then abandoned him.
That one's about right.
He's your friend.
What are you going to do about it?
We've been getting along well,
but I wouldn't say friends, exactly.
He trusted you!
My most humble apologies, sir!
I can't think what came over her.
Your wife's actions were justified.
It is I who should apologise.
God, I love that in a woman.
What? Passion?
Violence.
So, how did they catch you?
I was visiting my mistress.
Let's just say I was surprised,
in a delicate situation.
Did she betray you?
I left someone I trusted
keeping watch. He fell asleep.
Then you and I
have something in common.
We've both been let down.
And we're both going to hang.
Not me.
I'm going to walk out of here
in broad daylight.
And not a soul
will lift a finger to stop me.
Jailer! Jailer!
Good morning, Your Majesty.
A few fortunate souls will be
granted their freedom today.
I wish I could pardon
all your prisoners.
Your Majesty should not waste
sympathy on those undeserving of it.
All men need hope, Captain.
Without it,
why should they lead a decent life?
They look half-dead, poor things.
Quick, jailer, help!
Jailer!
What's wrong with him?
Can't you see he's having a fit?
He's faking.
Of course I was faking.
Looking for these?
In his great mercy
and in the name of God,
the King has granted you clemency.
You still have to get past the
guards. Take me with you, Vadim.
Don't leave me here.
I can help you.
Vadim! Don't leave us here!
Let them out.
I hope this small gift will help you
in your new lives.
I'm going to check on d'Artagnan.
Did you see the gratitude
on their faces, Captain?
Mercy is more effective
than any whip or gallows.
The worst offenders
would only consider Your Majesty's
gentle nature a weakness.
Some men are just born bad.
This way.
Prisoners escaping!
Protect the Queen!
This way!
Don't let them through!
Don't shoot!
There's a Musketeer in there!
Vadim has escaped!
Get back.
Hold the line!
Close the door!
Get the Queen out!
Oi! Oi!
Stop...
..or your Queen dies.
Hold your fire!
Back...
Back!
Open the gate.
Open the gate!
Do as he says.
Do it! Open the gates!
Vadim!
You see, I told you
they'd let me walk out of here.
Hurt the Queen and we're all dead.
You don't need her any more.
Let's go. Come on!
Your Majesty, my apologies.
I hope that, apart from this,
you've enjoyed your trip.
Shoot them! Don't let them escape!
Weapons down!
Boy!
Hyah! Hyah!
Don't worry. It's fine.
Look at me, look at me. It's over.
I've got you.
So you have.
My apologies, Your Majesty.
You're hurt.
My God, what is Vadim planning?
War? Rebellion?
I must know.
Keep me informed of developments.
My men have orders
to shoot Vadim on sight.
If d'Artagnan is with him,
he, too, is in grave danger.
His life is in his own hands now.
You heard all that?
Of course.
D'Artagnan's death would be a waste.
I'm not here to indulge
your romantic whims.
Romance has nothing to do with it.
I laid a perfect trap for him.
He should be dead, he isn't.
That makes him unique.
I can do something
with a man like that.
Why should he still trust you?
Because he's already
half in love with me.
You left him with a bloody dagger
in his hand, facing the noose.
What kind of idiot
would overlook that?
"Forgive me, d'Artagnan.
"The man was a beast,
I stabbed him in self-defence
"and then I panicked. I never
meant you to take the blame.
"I was in torment when I heard.
You, who were so good to me,
"so loving, so kind.
"Let me make amends
in any way you desire."
Five years in your service
and you still doubt me?
D'Artagnan's fate is a matter
of indifference to me.
Your task is to find Vadim.
Are those flowers for me?
No.
My friend Felix thinks
I was wrong to bring you here.
He doesn't like Musketeers.
I told you, I'm not a Musketeer.
I am a wanted man on the run.
What else have I got?
Let me suggest another possibility.
We're going to play a little game...
to find out the truth.
I'm going to hack your fingers off,
one at a time,
until you admit to being a spy.
And what if I'm not?
Then you'll be counting on your toes.
But you'll be alive.
Come on, Vadim. Cut him.
We can trust him.
I know a man's character
by looking into his eyes.
I'm never wrong. He's good.
You're making a mistake.
Take no notice of our Felix.
There's more brains in a fish.
Welcome to our glorious enterprise!
We're going to build a new France.
How?
We kill the King and Queen.
The poor and the dispossessed
will rise up and join us,
taking back what belongs to them.
We'll be heroes.
The way I look at it, you saved her
life, so she's probably grateful.
But we did put her in danger
in the first place, so...
...she might want to see us whipped.
I hadn't thought of that.
Oh, you've upset me now. I...
Monsieur Aramis!
Bravest of all
the King's Musketeers.
Only amongst the bravest,
Your Majesty.
Perhaps your friend would grant us
a moment's privacy?
Does it hurt?
Oh, not at all.
Well, perhaps it is a...
a little sore.
Poor, gallant Aramis.
Accept this gift, as a token
of your Queen's gratitude.
May it keep you safe...
...always.
You know you were
giving her the stare?
What stare?
She's a very attractive woman.
She's not a woman.
She's the Queen.
Or have you forgotten about
Adle Bessette already?
Adle chose the Cardinal over me.
She left Paris.
Fine. But please,
set your sights a little lower,
for all our sakes.
Suzette!
This house,
do you know who lives here?
Suzette Pinault.
Everybody knows Suzette around here!
You've got five seconds to explain
what you're doing before I blow
your brains into the next street.
I was visiting my mistress.
Prove it.
That's her.
How do I even know you've met her?
Huh?
Sh. We're being watched.
For God's sake, kiss me back,
and make it look good.
You're a wanted man.
The Guards are everywhere.
Whatever you've heard about me,
don't believe it.
Oh!
You're making a habit of this.
Believe me,
I wouldn't unless I had to.
That's flattering(!)
And no tongues.
Go to Athos. Tell him to get here,
as soon as possible.
Come inside.
You're not safe on the streets.
You are the kindest and best woman
on Earth, you know that?
Or the most stupid.
She's in a good mood.
I may be some time.
Vadim will hear of this.
Tell him.
'Vadim plans to murder
the King and Queen.'
Some fantasy of a peasant rebellion.
Have you seen the gunpowder?
Any weapons?
What about his men? In hiding.
When is this plan
supposed to take place?
Vadim's careful. He doesn't say
much. Does he trust you?
As much as he does anyone.
Felix doesn't, but I can handle him.
Vadim said the secret
to a good trick is to make
people look the wrong way.
What do you think he meant?
Honestly? I have no idea.
You've done enough.
We'll take it from here.
Pick him up now and the King
and Queen are still in danger.
What do you suggest?
I go back in.
They told me about the duel
and your imprisonment,
that it was all faked.
Rather well, you have to admit.
What for this time?
Letting me think the worst.
First I thought you were
a condemned man, then a fugitive
and now...this! How many ways can a
man think of to get himself killed?
I think she likes you.
It's too dangerous.
I can do this.
Trust me.
This evening, Vadim visited a woman
called Suzette Pinault.
You'll find her in the Rue Lagrange.
She's his mistress.
Tell me we've made the right
decision. Absolutely.
Definitely.
Well...
what could possibly go wrong?
If you've heard of anyone wanting
a room, I'd be glad to know.
My husband needs the money.
It's not easy to find decent lodgers.
Every time one of them gets
themselves killed in a duel,
or thrown in the Chatelet or murdered
in some intrigue or other,
it's a tremendous inconvenience.
Of course,
it's less cooking and cleaning.
In fact, I wish my lodgers
would die more often,
so I could have an easier life.
You!
How dare you show
your face here again!
Guards! Guards!
This isn't what it seems.
Stand aside.
He's a fugitive from justice.
I order you to move!
Order away. I'm staying here,
until you stop shouting and listen.
Step back, please, Monsieur.
This man is a wanted criminal.
I said, step back.
I suggest you do as he says.
Is this a threat?
Not yet.
Good decision.
Once again, I'm in your debt.
Good evening.
Hey, you! D'Artagnan!
Surrender or die!
You!
Who are you?
Your guardian angel.
Now, where is Vadim?
I have a powerful patron.
He can grant you all the riches
and power you desire...
...if you take me to Vadim.
You betrayed me. You set me up.
Now, I've saved your life.
It wasn't only murder that made
our night together memorable.
You're at the crossroads, d'Artagnan.
Don't take the wrong path.
Choose the Musketeers
and you choose oblivion.
D'Artagnan!
(Another time.)
Go! We'll deal with this.
Porthos, follow d'Artagnan.
Watch his back.
'We can't trust him, Vadim.'
He's a spy and a traitor.
You fell asleep, when you were
meant to be watching my back.
So no-one's perfect.
This woman...
She's important to you?
Yes, she is. I had to see her again.
It could be the last time.
You said nothing?
Vadim, I was careful. No-one saw me.
I understand love, d'Artagnan,
believe me.
But...
next time you want
a conjugal visit, you ask.
You understand?
Mm. Now get some sleep.
You'll need it.
'I've never been this close to
a Musketeer with my clothes on.'
I must be in trouble.
We know you've seen Vadim, Suzette.
You have a choice.
You can go to
the gallows with him...
Or you can save yourself.
I'm not denying anything. I saw him.
Why didn't you report it?
Because I don't want to get
involved with the Guards.
Besides, we used to be quite close.
You were lovers?
Ooh, you're a sharp one.
What did he want?
He said he was going away. He wanted
me to go with him. I said no.
Has anyone ever told you
you've got lovely eyes?
The Captain mentioned it
only this morning.
If you don't tell us the truth,
we could have you whipped.
It's usually the other way round,
but if the money's right...
Where did you first meet Vadim?
At the Louvre Palace. I was a
scullery maid, he was a servant.
Vadim worked at the palace?
For two years.
That's where he became obsessed
with the King.
He really hated him.
Tell us about that.
He said King Louis
had broken his promises
to the people.
Talked about it all the time.
Did he say he wanted to kill him?
I don't remember.
Maybe.
Vadim stole enough gunpowder
to wipe out dozens of innocent lives.
Is that what you want?
He came to see me, I sent him away.
I don't know where he is,
I don't know what he's doing.
That's all.
Look, if I knew any more,
I'd tell you.
Well, I don't want to hang.
Very well.
I believe you.
Any time you want your sword
polished, handsome, let me know.
She's covering for him.
Don't let her out of your sight.
The King must be informed. Vadim has
both the intelligence and the means
to launch a serious attempt
on his life.
And all over some mad attempt
at rebellion?
According to d'Artagnan.
Did you know
Vadim worked at the palace?
Of course not. You'd better speak
to Lavoie about that.
Lavoie?
First Gentleman of the Bedchamber.
More regal than the King himself.
If I was planning to kill the King...
...how would I do it?
Notre-Dame.
The royal family show themselves
to the people after Easter Mass.
It's tradition.
Not any more.
'Gunpowder?'
Muskets? Good God!
The threat to Your Majesty's
life is real and immediate.
It would be madness
to attend the Easter Mass.
Decoys will go in
Your Majesty's place.
We will lure Vadim from hiding
with a false target.
You're going to let
the attempt go ahead?
We'll catch the conspirators
in the act of sedition,
hopefully,
without a shot being fired.
The people know
their King and Queen too well.
It seems to me, Captain,
your plan must fail
without the King's
authentic presence.
Your men have protected me once.
I am sure they will do so again.
My father never shirked
public obligation,
no matter the threat to his person.
Your father was assassinated.
It's simply a matter
of common sense to stay away.
Common sense is for common-ers,
not for Kings.
I will not have it said that
the son of Henri IV is a coward.
It is my task to show courage
and leadership.
It's yours to protect me.
Perhaps I misjudged that.
Perhaps you did.
'We appreciate you're a busy man,
Monsieur Lavoie.'
As it happens, I do remember Vadim.
Gutter-born, but his intelligence
and pleasant looks caught my eye.
I thought perhaps, with my patronage,
he might make something of himself.
What were his duties?
Menial tasks in the kitchens.
Did he ever come into contact
with the King?
A grease-stained servant?
I should say not.
Only the most favoured members
of the nobility are granted
the exquisite honour
of gazing on the Royal countenance.
I am pleased to include myself
in that number.
How did Vadim respond
to your, erm...patronage?
With base ingratitude.
There was an incident. A priceless
item of the Queen's jewellery
went missing.
Vadim was near the scene.
What was he doing
in the Queen's apartments?
I showed him round.
As part of his education,
you understand.
And...what was this missing item?
A diamond pendant.
The royal vault!
The value is beyond calculation.
The stolen pendant.
That empty space
is like a dagger in my heart.
We strike tomorrow at 11,
as the clock chimes.
Three men in the crowd with bombs,
four more standing by,
should they fail.
The King and Queen will be dead
before a quarter past.
And me? What do I do?
I have a very special destiny
for you, my friend.
This time tomorrow,
my name will live for ever.
Yours, too,
should you play your part.
Here, take the map.
You might need it.
And buy wine. We should celebrate.
Go!
Get this to Treville.
Careful.
Even you couldn't miss from there.
What are you doing here?
You saw Suzette arrive?
Hmm. Vadim's men, too.
I counted six
and at least one more inside.
D'Artagnan gave me this.
Vadim's plan.
We should strike now.
Hmm. I'll get the others.
'In a few hours' time,'
the King will be dead!
Every man here
I trust like a brother.
All except one.
We have a traitor in our midst.
It's not me, Vadim.
I would lay down my life for you.
He knows that, Felix.
You're not the one.
On your knees... You're wrong.
...Musketeer!
No-one outwits Vadim!
After you.
No.
I swear they were all in here.
There's a back door.
Blood.
D'Artagnan?
Perhaps. He chose to take the risk.
There's nothing we could have done.
We could have stopped him.
At least he left us this.
Our job now is to protect the King.
When that's done,
we can worry about d'Artagnan.
They're gone.
Take it. Use it well, brother.
Tomorrow is your day.
I was hoping you'd wake.
I wouldn't want you to miss the high
point of our brief acquaintance.
Where are we?
In the tunnels, under the Louvre.
They run from the palace
to the city wall.
Built by one of our King's forebears,
as an escape route,
bricked up in the time of Henri IV.
I discovered them whilst working
in the palace kitchens.
You can almost feel the heat
of the bread ovens.
You see, d'Artagnan,
servants are like rats.
They'll find all manner
of secret exits and entrances.
In exactly 15 minutes,
that candle will burn down
and light the fuse that will explode
the powder stored in those barrels.
Blowing me to pieces.
Well, certainly, but that's not
the main purpose of the exercise.
You know, it doesn't matter
what you do to me, Vadim.
You've failed.
I told the Musketeers...everything.
You told them exactly
what I wanted you to tell them.
I explained the trick to you,
d'Artagnan.
You should have paid more attention.
14 minutes. Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Go, go, go!
Death to the tyrants!
Over there, in the crowd!
Move! Protect the King!
Kill them all! Kill them all!
Protect the King!
Down, down, down! Watch out!
No!
Move!
Let her go!
Take the shot! Take it!
Shoot him!
Bomb, bomb! Clear the area!
No! Aramis, no!
Move, move, move! Go, go, go, go!
All clear. It's safe!
Move, move, go, go!
Surround the carriage.
Go, go, go! Move, now!
It's a dud. Stay back. Stay back!
They were never meant to go off.
They're all duds!
He's made us look
in the wrong direction.
He doesn't want to kill the King,
he wants to rob him!
It's a distraction!
He's at the palace!
Yes!
There he is!
Shoot him on sight!
There's nowhere to run!
Surrender or die! It's up to you.
It's over, Vadim.
Not quite. Where's d'Artagnan?
Is he dead?
Bang.
Get down!
Come on. Vadim's mine.
Vadim! Show yourself, you traitor!
There was no gunpowder
in those bombs! You betrayed us.
You never were very bright,
were you, Felix?
Still, you worked it out in the end.
Felix is dead. Where's Vadim gone?
Hold it right there.
Musketeers! Kill them!
Vadim!
Behind you.
You are full of surprises.
I had a good teacher.
This way.
Vadim, this way.
Over here.
So, you are alive?
I think so. Vadim?
Wounded...badly.
He can't have got far.
Stop there, Vadim!
Stop!
I should have strangled you
at the Chatelet,
saved myself a lot of trouble.
Why didn't you?
For the fun of it.
It was a good trick.
It should have worked.
It nearly did.
My apologies for the deception,
Monsieur. I had no choice.
D'Artagnan was doing his duty
at great personal risk.
He deserves praise, not blame.
Oh, he is very brave, I'm sure.
Please accept our profound apologies
for any misunderstanding.
No hard feelings?
Of course not. I always knew
there'd be a good explanation.
I beg Madame Bonacieux's
forgiveness.
I trust nothing of the kind
will ever happen again.
I'll see you to the door.
Things were very quiet
before you came here, Monsieur.
I'm sorry. You must miss that.
Not for a single second.
'You were right about d'Artagnan.'
He has the devil's luck.
But all the good fortune
in the world won't save him,
if he chooses to be MY enemy.
Then I must help him
make the right choice.
Oh, I don't suppose that there
was any sign of the Queen's
diamond pendant? None at all.
Pity.
to remember in a duel? Honour?
Not getting killed, right? Biting,
kicking, gouging - it's all good.
You don't have to do this.
It's Musketeer business.
I can handle it.
I taught him that move.
Lay down your weapons!
Red Guards. Red Guards!
Nothing more we can do for him.
No point all of us getting arrested.
He knows the Musketeer motto...
"Every man for himself"!
You're under arrest
for illegal duelling.
Hey, Vadim.
Company for you!
You knew the penalty for duelling,
but let d'Artagnan go ahead!
I don't like this.
I've never been unpopular before.
Did any of you think at all?!
Try trading places with me.
But you're used to it.
I'm more the romantic hero type.
D'Artagnan is in prison
because of you.
Alone...
...friendless...
...condemned.
I hope you're very proud(!)
Dismissed!
'D'Artagnan was taken to the
Chatelet at ten this morning.'
He's awaiting execution,
at His Majesty's pleasure.
Congratulations.
You had me convinced -
and I knew the whole thing
was a charade.
We certainly fooled
the rest of the men. They hate us.
They think we betrayed a friend.
It makes me sick.
Provoking a duel
was a brilliant idea.
The world had to believe
d'Artagnan's arrest was genuine.
I still think one of us
should have done it.
Vadim would never trust
a King's Musketeer.
It had to be someone he didn't know.
He's a Gascon farm boy -
promising, but raw.
There's too much at stake.
Well, he has to prove himself
sometime, so why not now?
Well, I think he can do it. And I'm
a pretty good judge of character.
You're a terrible judge of character,
especially when you're sober.
Vadim stole enough gunpowder
to start a small war. Where is it?
What was he planning?
Where are his men?
If d'Artagnan
can bring us the answers,
then his life is worth the risk.
Tomorrow is Good Friday.
The Queen pardons a few deserving
prisoners at this time every year.
I've put you all on her guard
detail. You can check on him, then.
How did you do that?
The secret to a good trick?
Make people look the wrong way.
Er...what's this? Mutton stew.
Mutton is the one that goes "baa"
and has wool on it.
You can starve, for all I care,
Musketeer!
I'm no Musketeer.
They betrayed me
and I hate them for it.
A beautiful morning,
Madame Bonacieux.
I doubt if it looks so good
from inside the Chatelet prison.
You've heard about d'Artagnan?
You know, these stories
can be greatly exaggerated.
Really? Mm.
I was told you led him into danger
and then abandoned him.
That one's about right.
He's your friend.
What are you going to do about it?
We've been getting along well,
but I wouldn't say friends, exactly.
He trusted you!
My most humble apologies, sir!
I can't think what came over her.
Your wife's actions were justified.
It is I who should apologise.
God, I love that in a woman.
What? Passion?
Violence.
So, how did they catch you?
I was visiting my mistress.
Let's just say I was surprised,
in a delicate situation.
Did she betray you?
I left someone I trusted
keeping watch. He fell asleep.
Then you and I
have something in common.
We've both been let down.
And we're both going to hang.
Not me.
I'm going to walk out of here
in broad daylight.
And not a soul
will lift a finger to stop me.
Jailer! Jailer!
Good morning, Your Majesty.
A few fortunate souls will be
granted their freedom today.
I wish I could pardon
all your prisoners.
Your Majesty should not waste
sympathy on those undeserving of it.
All men need hope, Captain.
Without it,
why should they lead a decent life?
They look half-dead, poor things.
Quick, jailer, help!
Jailer!
What's wrong with him?
Can't you see he's having a fit?
He's faking.
Of course I was faking.
Looking for these?
In his great mercy
and in the name of God,
the King has granted you clemency.
You still have to get past the
guards. Take me with you, Vadim.
Don't leave me here.
I can help you.
Vadim! Don't leave us here!
Let them out.
I hope this small gift will help you
in your new lives.
I'm going to check on d'Artagnan.
Did you see the gratitude
on their faces, Captain?
Mercy is more effective
than any whip or gallows.
The worst offenders
would only consider Your Majesty's
gentle nature a weakness.
Some men are just born bad.
This way.
Prisoners escaping!
Protect the Queen!
This way!
Don't let them through!
Don't shoot!
There's a Musketeer in there!
Vadim has escaped!
Get back.
Hold the line!
Close the door!
Get the Queen out!
Oi! Oi!
Stop...
..or your Queen dies.
Hold your fire!
Back...
Back!
Open the gate.
Open the gate!
Do as he says.
Do it! Open the gates!
Vadim!
You see, I told you
they'd let me walk out of here.
Hurt the Queen and we're all dead.
You don't need her any more.
Let's go. Come on!
Your Majesty, my apologies.
I hope that, apart from this,
you've enjoyed your trip.
Shoot them! Don't let them escape!
Weapons down!
Boy!
Hyah! Hyah!
Don't worry. It's fine.
Look at me, look at me. It's over.
I've got you.
So you have.
My apologies, Your Majesty.
You're hurt.
My God, what is Vadim planning?
War? Rebellion?
I must know.
Keep me informed of developments.
My men have orders
to shoot Vadim on sight.
If d'Artagnan is with him,
he, too, is in grave danger.
His life is in his own hands now.
You heard all that?
Of course.
D'Artagnan's death would be a waste.
I'm not here to indulge
your romantic whims.
Romance has nothing to do with it.
I laid a perfect trap for him.
He should be dead, he isn't.
That makes him unique.
I can do something
with a man like that.
Why should he still trust you?
Because he's already
half in love with me.
You left him with a bloody dagger
in his hand, facing the noose.
What kind of idiot
would overlook that?
"Forgive me, d'Artagnan.
"The man was a beast,
I stabbed him in self-defence
"and then I panicked. I never
meant you to take the blame.
"I was in torment when I heard.
You, who were so good to me,
"so loving, so kind.
"Let me make amends
in any way you desire."
Five years in your service
and you still doubt me?
D'Artagnan's fate is a matter
of indifference to me.
Your task is to find Vadim.
Are those flowers for me?
No.
My friend Felix thinks
I was wrong to bring you here.
He doesn't like Musketeers.
I told you, I'm not a Musketeer.
I am a wanted man on the run.
What else have I got?
Let me suggest another possibility.
We're going to play a little game...
to find out the truth.
I'm going to hack your fingers off,
one at a time,
until you admit to being a spy.
And what if I'm not?
Then you'll be counting on your toes.
But you'll be alive.
Come on, Vadim. Cut him.
We can trust him.
I know a man's character
by looking into his eyes.
I'm never wrong. He's good.
You're making a mistake.
Take no notice of our Felix.
There's more brains in a fish.
Welcome to our glorious enterprise!
We're going to build a new France.
How?
We kill the King and Queen.
The poor and the dispossessed
will rise up and join us,
taking back what belongs to them.
We'll be heroes.
The way I look at it, you saved her
life, so she's probably grateful.
But we did put her in danger
in the first place, so...
...she might want to see us whipped.
I hadn't thought of that.
Oh, you've upset me now. I...
Monsieur Aramis!
Bravest of all
the King's Musketeers.
Only amongst the bravest,
Your Majesty.
Perhaps your friend would grant us
a moment's privacy?
Does it hurt?
Oh, not at all.
Well, perhaps it is a...
a little sore.
Poor, gallant Aramis.
Accept this gift, as a token
of your Queen's gratitude.
May it keep you safe...
...always.
You know you were
giving her the stare?
What stare?
She's a very attractive woman.
She's not a woman.
She's the Queen.
Or have you forgotten about
Adle Bessette already?
Adle chose the Cardinal over me.
She left Paris.
Fine. But please,
set your sights a little lower,
for all our sakes.
Suzette!
This house,
do you know who lives here?
Suzette Pinault.
Everybody knows Suzette around here!
You've got five seconds to explain
what you're doing before I blow
your brains into the next street.
I was visiting my mistress.
Prove it.
That's her.
How do I even know you've met her?
Huh?
Sh. We're being watched.
For God's sake, kiss me back,
and make it look good.
You're a wanted man.
The Guards are everywhere.
Whatever you've heard about me,
don't believe it.
Oh!
You're making a habit of this.
Believe me,
I wouldn't unless I had to.
That's flattering(!)
And no tongues.
Go to Athos. Tell him to get here,
as soon as possible.
Come inside.
You're not safe on the streets.
You are the kindest and best woman
on Earth, you know that?
Or the most stupid.
She's in a good mood.
I may be some time.
Vadim will hear of this.
Tell him.
'Vadim plans to murder
the King and Queen.'
Some fantasy of a peasant rebellion.
Have you seen the gunpowder?
Any weapons?
What about his men? In hiding.
When is this plan
supposed to take place?
Vadim's careful. He doesn't say
much. Does he trust you?
As much as he does anyone.
Felix doesn't, but I can handle him.
Vadim said the secret
to a good trick is to make
people look the wrong way.
What do you think he meant?
Honestly? I have no idea.
You've done enough.
We'll take it from here.
Pick him up now and the King
and Queen are still in danger.
What do you suggest?
I go back in.
They told me about the duel
and your imprisonment,
that it was all faked.
Rather well, you have to admit.
What for this time?
Letting me think the worst.
First I thought you were
a condemned man, then a fugitive
and now...this! How many ways can a
man think of to get himself killed?
I think she likes you.
It's too dangerous.
I can do this.
Trust me.
This evening, Vadim visited a woman
called Suzette Pinault.
You'll find her in the Rue Lagrange.
She's his mistress.
Tell me we've made the right
decision. Absolutely.
Definitely.
Well...
what could possibly go wrong?
If you've heard of anyone wanting
a room, I'd be glad to know.
My husband needs the money.
It's not easy to find decent lodgers.
Every time one of them gets
themselves killed in a duel,
or thrown in the Chatelet or murdered
in some intrigue or other,
it's a tremendous inconvenience.
Of course,
it's less cooking and cleaning.
In fact, I wish my lodgers
would die more often,
so I could have an easier life.
You!
How dare you show
your face here again!
Guards! Guards!
This isn't what it seems.
Stand aside.
He's a fugitive from justice.
I order you to move!
Order away. I'm staying here,
until you stop shouting and listen.
Step back, please, Monsieur.
This man is a wanted criminal.
I said, step back.
I suggest you do as he says.
Is this a threat?
Not yet.
Good decision.
Once again, I'm in your debt.
Good evening.
Hey, you! D'Artagnan!
Surrender or die!
You!
Who are you?
Your guardian angel.
Now, where is Vadim?
I have a powerful patron.
He can grant you all the riches
and power you desire...
...if you take me to Vadim.
You betrayed me. You set me up.
Now, I've saved your life.
It wasn't only murder that made
our night together memorable.
You're at the crossroads, d'Artagnan.
Don't take the wrong path.
Choose the Musketeers
and you choose oblivion.
D'Artagnan!
(Another time.)
Go! We'll deal with this.
Porthos, follow d'Artagnan.
Watch his back.
'We can't trust him, Vadim.'
He's a spy and a traitor.
You fell asleep, when you were
meant to be watching my back.
So no-one's perfect.
This woman...
She's important to you?
Yes, she is. I had to see her again.
It could be the last time.
You said nothing?
Vadim, I was careful. No-one saw me.
I understand love, d'Artagnan,
believe me.
But...
next time you want
a conjugal visit, you ask.
You understand?
Mm. Now get some sleep.
You'll need it.
'I've never been this close to
a Musketeer with my clothes on.'
I must be in trouble.
We know you've seen Vadim, Suzette.
You have a choice.
You can go to
the gallows with him...
Or you can save yourself.
I'm not denying anything. I saw him.
Why didn't you report it?
Because I don't want to get
involved with the Guards.
Besides, we used to be quite close.
You were lovers?
Ooh, you're a sharp one.
What did he want?
He said he was going away. He wanted
me to go with him. I said no.
Has anyone ever told you
you've got lovely eyes?
The Captain mentioned it
only this morning.
If you don't tell us the truth,
we could have you whipped.
It's usually the other way round,
but if the money's right...
Where did you first meet Vadim?
At the Louvre Palace. I was a
scullery maid, he was a servant.
Vadim worked at the palace?
For two years.
That's where he became obsessed
with the King.
He really hated him.
Tell us about that.
He said King Louis
had broken his promises
to the people.
Talked about it all the time.
Did he say he wanted to kill him?
I don't remember.
Maybe.
Vadim stole enough gunpowder
to wipe out dozens of innocent lives.
Is that what you want?
He came to see me, I sent him away.
I don't know where he is,
I don't know what he's doing.
That's all.
Look, if I knew any more,
I'd tell you.
Well, I don't want to hang.
Very well.
I believe you.
Any time you want your sword
polished, handsome, let me know.
She's covering for him.
Don't let her out of your sight.
The King must be informed. Vadim has
both the intelligence and the means
to launch a serious attempt
on his life.
And all over some mad attempt
at rebellion?
According to d'Artagnan.
Did you know
Vadim worked at the palace?
Of course not. You'd better speak
to Lavoie about that.
Lavoie?
First Gentleman of the Bedchamber.
More regal than the King himself.
If I was planning to kill the King...
...how would I do it?
Notre-Dame.
The royal family show themselves
to the people after Easter Mass.
It's tradition.
Not any more.
'Gunpowder?'
Muskets? Good God!
The threat to Your Majesty's
life is real and immediate.
It would be madness
to attend the Easter Mass.
Decoys will go in
Your Majesty's place.
We will lure Vadim from hiding
with a false target.
You're going to let
the attempt go ahead?
We'll catch the conspirators
in the act of sedition,
hopefully,
without a shot being fired.
The people know
their King and Queen too well.
It seems to me, Captain,
your plan must fail
without the King's
authentic presence.
Your men have protected me once.
I am sure they will do so again.
My father never shirked
public obligation,
no matter the threat to his person.
Your father was assassinated.
It's simply a matter
of common sense to stay away.
Common sense is for common-ers,
not for Kings.
I will not have it said that
the son of Henri IV is a coward.
It is my task to show courage
and leadership.
It's yours to protect me.
Perhaps I misjudged that.
Perhaps you did.
'We appreciate you're a busy man,
Monsieur Lavoie.'
As it happens, I do remember Vadim.
Gutter-born, but his intelligence
and pleasant looks caught my eye.
I thought perhaps, with my patronage,
he might make something of himself.
What were his duties?
Menial tasks in the kitchens.
Did he ever come into contact
with the King?
A grease-stained servant?
I should say not.
Only the most favoured members
of the nobility are granted
the exquisite honour
of gazing on the Royal countenance.
I am pleased to include myself
in that number.
How did Vadim respond
to your, erm...patronage?
With base ingratitude.
There was an incident. A priceless
item of the Queen's jewellery
went missing.
Vadim was near the scene.
What was he doing
in the Queen's apartments?
I showed him round.
As part of his education,
you understand.
And...what was this missing item?
A diamond pendant.
The royal vault!
The value is beyond calculation.
The stolen pendant.
That empty space
is like a dagger in my heart.
We strike tomorrow at 11,
as the clock chimes.
Three men in the crowd with bombs,
four more standing by,
should they fail.
The King and Queen will be dead
before a quarter past.
And me? What do I do?
I have a very special destiny
for you, my friend.
This time tomorrow,
my name will live for ever.
Yours, too,
should you play your part.
Here, take the map.
You might need it.
And buy wine. We should celebrate.
Go!
Get this to Treville.
Careful.
Even you couldn't miss from there.
What are you doing here?
You saw Suzette arrive?
Hmm. Vadim's men, too.
I counted six
and at least one more inside.
D'Artagnan gave me this.
Vadim's plan.
We should strike now.
Hmm. I'll get the others.
'In a few hours' time,'
the King will be dead!
Every man here
I trust like a brother.
All except one.
We have a traitor in our midst.
It's not me, Vadim.
I would lay down my life for you.
He knows that, Felix.
You're not the one.
On your knees... You're wrong.
...Musketeer!
No-one outwits Vadim!
After you.
No.
I swear they were all in here.
There's a back door.
Blood.
D'Artagnan?
Perhaps. He chose to take the risk.
There's nothing we could have done.
We could have stopped him.
At least he left us this.
Our job now is to protect the King.
When that's done,
we can worry about d'Artagnan.
They're gone.
Take it. Use it well, brother.
Tomorrow is your day.
I was hoping you'd wake.
I wouldn't want you to miss the high
point of our brief acquaintance.
Where are we?
In the tunnels, under the Louvre.
They run from the palace
to the city wall.
Built by one of our King's forebears,
as an escape route,
bricked up in the time of Henri IV.
I discovered them whilst working
in the palace kitchens.
You can almost feel the heat
of the bread ovens.
You see, d'Artagnan,
servants are like rats.
They'll find all manner
of secret exits and entrances.
In exactly 15 minutes,
that candle will burn down
and light the fuse that will explode
the powder stored in those barrels.
Blowing me to pieces.
Well, certainly, but that's not
the main purpose of the exercise.
You know, it doesn't matter
what you do to me, Vadim.
You've failed.
I told the Musketeers...everything.
You told them exactly
what I wanted you to tell them.
I explained the trick to you,
d'Artagnan.
You should have paid more attention.
14 minutes. Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Go, go, go!
Death to the tyrants!
Over there, in the crowd!
Move! Protect the King!
Kill them all! Kill them all!
Protect the King!
Down, down, down! Watch out!
No!
Move!
Let her go!
Take the shot! Take it!
Shoot him!
Bomb, bomb! Clear the area!
No! Aramis, no!
Move, move, move! Go, go, go, go!
All clear. It's safe!
Move, move, go, go!
Surround the carriage.
Go, go, go! Move, now!
It's a dud. Stay back. Stay back!
They were never meant to go off.
They're all duds!
He's made us look
in the wrong direction.
He doesn't want to kill the King,
he wants to rob him!
It's a distraction!
He's at the palace!
Yes!
There he is!
Shoot him on sight!
There's nowhere to run!
Surrender or die! It's up to you.
It's over, Vadim.
Not quite. Where's d'Artagnan?
Is he dead?
Bang.
Get down!
Come on. Vadim's mine.
Vadim! Show yourself, you traitor!
There was no gunpowder
in those bombs! You betrayed us.
You never were very bright,
were you, Felix?
Still, you worked it out in the end.
Felix is dead. Where's Vadim gone?
Hold it right there.
Musketeers! Kill them!
Vadim!
Behind you.
You are full of surprises.
I had a good teacher.
This way.
Vadim, this way.
Over here.
So, you are alive?
I think so. Vadim?
Wounded...badly.
He can't have got far.
Stop there, Vadim!
Stop!
I should have strangled you
at the Chatelet,
saved myself a lot of trouble.
Why didn't you?
For the fun of it.
It was a good trick.
It should have worked.
It nearly did.
My apologies for the deception,
Monsieur. I had no choice.
D'Artagnan was doing his duty
at great personal risk.
He deserves praise, not blame.
Oh, he is very brave, I'm sure.
Please accept our profound apologies
for any misunderstanding.
No hard feelings?
Of course not. I always knew
there'd be a good explanation.
I beg Madame Bonacieux's
forgiveness.
I trust nothing of the kind
will ever happen again.
I'll see you to the door.
Things were very quiet
before you came here, Monsieur.
I'm sorry. You must miss that.
Not for a single second.
'You were right about d'Artagnan.'
He has the devil's luck.
But all the good fortune
in the world won't save him,
if he chooses to be MY enemy.
Then I must help him
make the right choice.
Oh, I don't suppose that there
was any sign of the Queen's
diamond pendant? None at all.
Pity.