Michael York credited as playing...
D'Artagnan
- [after seeing Athos stumble down a flight of stairs]
- D'Artagnan: Athos, are you hurt?
- Athos: Hurt? What I am is drunk.
- D'Artagnan: [reciting from memory the letter Richelieu wrote giving Milady de Winter permission to kill Buckingham, d'Artagnan and Constance, as Richelieu reads the actual note which D'Artagnan has handed him] "By my order and for the good of the state, the bearer has done what has been done."
- Cardinal Richelieu: Hm. One should be careful what one writes...
- [he tears up the note]
- Cardinal Richelieu: and to whom one gives it. I must bear those rules in mind.
- [Richelieu has given D'Artagnan a commission as a lieutenant in the Musketeers]
- D'Artagnan: It is too much! I cannot accept it. Athos, you take it.
- Athos: No, for the Comte de la Fère it is too little; for Athos, too much.
- Cardinal Richelieu: These enemies are the enemies of France. Root them out under my protection. Wear my coat
- [of arms]
- Cardinal Richelieu: . Have my love.
- D'Artagnan: Eminence, what can I say?
- Cardinal Richelieu: "Yes" will be sufficient.
- D'Artagnan: I - I can't.
- Cardinal Richelieu: ...You're very wet.
- D'Artagnan: Wet or dry, I cannot.
- 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.
- D'Artagnan: [of Milady] I love her with my head. But my Constance, snatched from my side, I love with my heart.
- Athos: You have a conveniently discriminating anatomy.
- D'Artagnan: [He and the others are headed for the bastion at St. Rochelle for a wagered breakfast and a private talk] Seems a long way to go for breakfast.
- D'Artagnan: [holding Milady at bay with the point of his sword after she has tried to stab him with a poisoned dagger] Try that again and I'll cut some fleur-de-lys on the rest of 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.
- Athos: Tell me something. Is your Milady as beautiful as the dew?
- D'Artagnan: She's as magnificent as summer's dew. As that.
- Athos: I beg of you forget her. She will do you some mischief.