The Three Musketeers 3
Mundane life is generous
To sinners,
Unlike the afterlife.
And something else…
Tra-la-la-la…
What lovely scent the roses
have before a storm.
Roses!
Listen to them, they’re
Smelling the roses!
And we’re fighting.
The smell of gunpowder
Is not for their noses.
We’re shedding our blood!
Damn cowards!
They were gone too long.
- Where do you thing they were?
- Home, most probably.
With Mme Coquenard.
What do you say, M. Porthos?
And M. Aramis should have
gone back to Paris
to rest under somebody’s
warm wing.
So, why are you back
at La Rochelle?
They’re shooting
here.
And, God forbid, they
may hit you in the forehead.
And you, M. Athos?
You should save your
mustache, it can get burnt.
Stop it!
Can no one cope with them,
but me?
Rochefort, you’re waiting
to share Milady’s fate?
- And what happened to her?
- She was beheaded.
However, to be honest,
I’d like to see these four
among my friends.
- Rochefort got his share!
- He was asking for it!
Take d’Artagnan, Athos, Porthos,
And Aramis to the Cardinal!
Gentlemen,
you are under arrest.
By my orders.
I believe you must guess
the reason.
No, your Eminence!
The reason is unknown to us.
Several days you were absent
from your company’s location
in time of war.
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