The Three Musketeers 1
One can’t sit down,
without their knowing.
A Frenchman takes a breath
of air - the Cardinal’s aware.
Oh, I afraid, afraid!
Aim at a bird -
A spy up there!
Go out with a girl -
Again a spy!
And so. The Cardinal
knows everything.
Go to a pub -
A spy is there.
What scoundrels!
Barbarians!
Look what these
damn Gascons
have done to
a noble animal!
Enough, gentlemen.
You’re unfair to
the owner.
He must be very proud
of his rare parakeet.
He who laughs at a horse,
isn’t brave enough
to laugh at the owner.
I do not often laugh.
But I retain the privilege
to laugh when I please.
And I will allow no man
laugh when it displeases me!
Indeed, sir?
Turn, turn, sir, before
I strike you in your back!
Your next encounter
with this man
will be your last.
- Milady!
- Are the horses ready?
His Eminence
is waiting for you.
What’s happened here?
Well, how shall I put it…
What’s that?
To M. de Treville!
De Treville?
Was he sent here on purpose?
We must at least
remember his name.
D’Artagnan.
Your horses, count.
Just a minute, madam!
A cowardly thief! Scoundrel!
Calm him down, Rochefort!
Where’s the letter?
Coward! You wretched,
worthless coward!
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