Richard Chamberlain credited as playing...
Aramis
- Porthos: You know, it strikes me that we would be better employed wringing Milady's pretty neck than shooting these poor devils of Protestants. I mean, what are we killing them for? Because they sing psalms in French and we sing them in Latin?
- Aramis: Porthos, have you no education? What do you think religious wars are all about?
- Aramis: [upon learning that a bottle of wine is poisoned] I always had my doubts about the Anjou '22.
- Aramis: [to D'Artagnan] Let us rescue your mistress. It's the very least one can do for a friend.
- D'Artagnan: If she can stay with the Sisters
- [in a convent]
- D'Artagnan: while we're at La Rochelle...
- Porthos: I'm sure they'll learn a great deal from each other.
- Athos: [the Musketeers have captured MiLady] As the Comte de la Fere; with the rights of high, middle and low justice, I accuse this woman of the murder of Constance de Bonacieux. How say you?
- Aramis: Death.
- Porthos: Death.
- D'Artagnan: [Hesitating] Death.
- Athos: Death.
- MiLady DeWinter: No! You have no power of justice over me! D'Artagnan! If you love me; do not let them do this!
- Athos: Make one move to save her, D'Artagnan and we will cross swords; and this time, I swear I will kill you.
- Swiss Officer: Warm work, gentlemen. And where were the Musketeers?
- Aramis: At our prayers, sir, like good Christians!
- Swiss Officer: Ha! By God, sir, so was I! And with good reason. That bastion was buzzing like a beehive.
- Athos: And yet you did not stay for breakfast, sir.
- Swiss Officer: Neither would you.
- Athos: Hmm. Will you bet on that? I'll wager you, better more I will wager you the finest dinner on this camp that my friends and I will have breakfast on that bastion, now.
- Swiss Officer: [laughs] Done. Done! Do you hear that, Spengler? You and I will eat that big dinner alone, I think!
- D'Artagnan: What is it? What's new?
- Porthos: Ah. Our good friends Athos proposes to have us killed for breakfast. Up yonder.
- D'Artagnan: What?
- Athos: Planchet, get me a basket, some bread, and four cold chickens. Ham, some oysters, and eight bottles of wine, now.
- Planchet: Oh fine.
- Porthos: And make the wine champagne.
- Aramis: At breakfast? Oh my dear Porthos.