Original subtitles

Please don't forget to subscribe to my channel for more videos.

Well, I've got a lot of fun.

You're still very much alive.

Don't lie to me.

Gavua is a man with reputation to protect him.

He will try again.

Good.

I am Alexander Dumas, the greatest writer in France.

Why else is it that's so important that you scour Paris for me?

It's complex.

Filius Fogg is involved.

He's protecting goodness.

Perfect.

Take it.

Damn!

No!

You were supposed to be protecting him just legally as far.

When I kill you, I want to see your eyes.

What is that?

That Phoenix.

That's what I want.

Wait for no more!

The 1620s. Remember your history?

The Three Musketeers.

And Cardinal Wieszia, the butcher of Paris.

Madame de Feis was to meet me, find her, and bring her to me.

Rebecca!

Madame d'Orphé.

I think there must be some mistake.

Wonderful.

That middling, in-the-seal servant of mine has left a stranded two centuries behind our own time,

and that reckless, irresponsible cousin of mine has decided to vanish.

Wonderful!

That is the child about to become a

boy.

That boy is about to become a man.

A guardian's ward, about to become a king, if fate so decrees.

Arbud then! I have a shaming difficulty with fate.

Phoenix, I have him at last, like an insect in a downturned glass.

The gown is finished, the finest silk, the colour of blood.

I would cray invisibility.

To watch a great artist at work.

This will be your masterpiece, Madame d'Orphé, your sistine chapel.

You have the poison.

Do you know Verne de Bührer's, I was saying?

The two things that you should avoid at all costs are hope and fear.

Rebecca!

Hope that Rebecca will be around the next corner, and fear that we might never see her again.

Steady, on Verne.

That was a bit drastic.

I was merely trying to establish two extremes.

It would take an unrelenting noir de over Rebecca to be overcome.

We all have our limits.

Rebecca is not acquainted in the least bit.

We've limits.

We've been the crossroads.

We have squalor on the right, and filth on the left.

Would you be the lesser of two evils, Verne?

Filth, excellent choice.

You know, Fargue is showing every symptom of hope.

Really?

But then, Verne, I am not a Buddhist.

What is the card to this assault, sir?

A treason!

You are part of a conspiracy to kill the change.

Don't I know you?

I very much doubt it.

I'm sure I could be more sure.

The woman you were with.

Where is she?

You should know that.

You were with Madame d'Orphé.

Oh?

What?

Madame d'Orphé, the courtesan.

You are the men who are conducting this

and final expedition for that scarlet.

But you'll reshear you.

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Mr.!

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr.!

Passpartou has not abandoned you!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Our friend is not your Madame d'Orphé.

Then she is her mirror likeness.

And we are not involved in any conspiracy.

What are you, actors?

I've never seen clothes like these before.

We have to find Rebecca.

Where is Richard and Palace?

There's more terrible place than the Bastille.

You think you just walk in there, ask for your friend and leave?

Come on, come.

The very business you are set upon is futile.

We've had that said to us before.

Your Rebecca is in grave danger.

When Richard, you come to understand that your friend is not Madame d'Orphé.

Then her life will not be worth the space between two breasts.

Who are you?

My name is D'Artagnie.

What an ever.

Is it?

I'm just getting louder.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

I'll only just be king of a age tomorrow.

It becomes pre-Oricia you.

He means to force the card into our land size.

Controls of state after the birthday celebration.

And Madame d'Orphé is part of that celebration.

I'm told that the boys become the solid with her and means to make himself a man in her bed.

The kiss can be a fatal thing.

Robert.

The poison book.

Book?

What book?

There's something untoward that happened that doesn't matter.

Who lives the D'Artagnie?

She means to poison them.

Six angels and twelve saints

will not protect it from my sappings.

Then.

What happened to the others?

A tale of hearts.

Hearts.

Atos.

A romantic soul.

Died.

A broken heart.

Arimists became a priest.

He was always a musketeer by accident, but a churchman at heart.

And Porthos.

Porthos!

The ox, where the heart is big as the house!

I'm disarming the likable fellow.

I've not seen him in years.

But find a place with strong ale.

Mmm, willing women.

There the ox will be tethered.

Undefined. Porthos.

And Arimists.

Oh, too come away from the window, fog.

I've heard everybody say.

The only way that we're going to get in and out of Cardinal Richard Lusz Palace.

It's with a musket.

Absolutely.

For a Saturday, years ago.

In the honor of Mr. De Tres Ville.

In the name of our beloved kingdom of France.

We are called to duty.

I can't wait to see Richard lose his face when I force him to pronounce his powers before the court.

A few hours I would become the true leader of Lebel France and rid of him forever.

Life is perverse.

First you struggle to remember and you struggle to forget.

What are you trying to tell me for?

Ever since you're a child you've had to remember that you're a king.

The Richelieu will frown.

Now that you have come of age, you feel you must forget you are a king.

But that's become a man.

Tonight I shall lie with the most beautiful woman in France.

After the envy of every man in Paris.

This suspicion is a second skin on this fool.

Top straight.

Take care around this woman.

I thank you for jealous of her.

Weary of her.

Certainly.

Jealous?

Now that's a dog with different fleas.

There.

Captain, send me off.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Who else could I be?

Why are you not with the king?

I'm a stress for the king.

He's the guy already.

You left in it.

No more than a few moments passed.

With a carriage that was leaving.

I took you to it myself.

If that is Madame du Fé on her way to the king's bed.

What will she do without this?

Kissing to death.

Take a grin.

Take care.

It's lethal.

It smells as sweet as a flower's fragrance.

The bee that's subsequent this flower will not buzz away.

You escorted an imposter to that carriage.

You could be that imposter.

Take care, lavatar, lest you bead fire.

Silence.

You did not meet me when and where we said.

I had not finished the poison.

Once she is with the king, he will know my intention.

Surely we can send after.

Unless.

If, as you say, she has just left.

I show him the body of the real.

Madame du Fé.

Send your fastest rider after the coach.

And convince him it was a vile conspiracy using doubles that I tried to prevent.

Come.

See.

All is not lost.

But you have brought yourself to this, Madame.

I'm in the house.

Thank you, sir.

That is my wife, but you and this place are in for me.

Thank you, sir.

I'm not going to be dead then when.

Above you is the king, sir.

Above the king is God, and I swear, bind the almighty that you will not leave this place alive.

Duma.

It's not just time travelings.

Parallel existence.

You?

Did I send for a confessor?

You?

Rascal?

We'll take a year to hear your sins.

I got an eye of an arrangement.

You've preserved me in the past. You will keep me in the future.

These are my friends.

We need your help, sir.

Desperately.

In the honor of Mr. De Tévie, you're called to duty.

My arm is not half as strong as it was.

I am half the man I was. I've grown old.

It was not a normal man who held me in those arms.

Even at half the men you wear, you are still twice the man of any I have kissed.

Your enemy?

That scarlet crow, Rishlum, this time will nail his carried carcass to a tree.

I am your man. Get me my toes, witches.

Have you sinned my son?

Father, your sins.

Father, I am here.

I know where you are here. Please confess your sins.

You are Eremus, the Musketeer.

I am Eremus the priest, who answers only to God,

and God wishes for the conversion of the sinner.

Father, Porthos and Dartanian need you. The king needs you.

Who dares come into the house of God with such audacity?

Dartanian said you'd be hard to convince.

He instructed me to tell you to count the number of times you owe your life to him.

I doubt whether Miss Eremus Dartanian could have a clear recollection of the times that I have.

Please remind him of the time that I took four sword wounds to the body,

and having lost almost all my blood, I...

Why, what was not being sire and biker with me?

I am saying it was a sliver of water.

Where is that lying gas con?

A man of your extension?

Ah, you nachtos are being the taller.

If I remember correctly, both of your affairs were in a nice state.

Please, are you turning on my affairs?

I'm sorry, I'm fine.

Gentlemen, please, this is not as it should be.

That's how it was in the book.

Book?

Book?

Book?

Book?

In the book.

It was...

Yeah, uh, the awful one and one for all.

Do they mark us?

No gentlemen.

We both hold you all

in the very highest regard.

We celebrate you.

It has been a long time since we were celebrating.

For long.

For...

I will come you childish fellow.

Ask in the sunlight before it hardens and grows cold.

Book?

Komme!

Getting dizzy.

I'm so dizzy.

Pull yourself together, ma'am.

Remember.

Who you are.

A gentleman's gentleman.

A gentleman's gentleman.

A gentleman's gentleman.

A gentleman's gentleman's gentleman.

You can't do me.

No, I can't.

Of course you can't.

You're quivering, baby.

You're in there.

You vile little monkey.

Yes.

Yes, I can.

Yes, I can do it.

Get the game. Hurry up!

Oh!

Love her turn.

And who is he?

I should use eyes and ear.

No longer.

That will not save you.

Even with a knife at my throat, I'm less at risk with you than him.

The woman, Madame Dufay.

Dead.

He stabbed her in a frenzy.

His brain is fevered.

No one is safe around him, no one.

Rebecca is not dead, fam.

She is not dead.

I would know.

I would feel it.

This woman.

Your Majesty.

Thank God this night might have been one of great infamy.

What is this foolish knife?

It is the king!

Show him proper respect.

I've seen the king since he was a child.

All right.

Baby, hardly walking.

This is not the king.

They are like us two eggs.

Hold me a glass, man.

Jules?

Jules?

Jules?

Louis?

Call me what you will.

Not, not.

Better yet.

I'm without a name tonight.

We're above without names tonight.

Your Majesty.

Out of Miss Lovers.

Out of King.

In the Coruscant.

You must listen to me.

A man.

And a woman.

I am not who you think I am.

This Coruscant is a game.

You play the coke at it.

No.

No, it's not what you think.

You think?

To the carnival.

Of love.

The other.

What about the other?

One reshoot you address for the king?

And one you put in the coach?

The imposter.

The first I thought not.

But yes.

In the real Madame Defe.

She is dead by Rishlya's hand.

I assure you.

In his guard.

The other the king's passed to arrest Lily.

To hang him.

Rishlya plans to kill the king.

He's building gallels in his courtyard.

What the hell has got happened to Rebecca?

I want you to render me a favor.

As Worry is a poor quarrel.

Trust us.

We know a secret way into Rishlya's palace.

I am not Madame Defe.

I'm getting tired of this game.

You must listen to me.

I'm cruel.

You're all the way up worse.

You bite the king.

You are not the king.

Mealy a man.

You said so and I would bite any man who forces his kisses on me.

This is a game.

I'm beginning to enjoy again.

Oh god.

Where is the king?

He is not the father of his fool.

Then take me to him.

A riddle first.

How many devils can dance?

This is a matter of life and death.

Yes, can dance on a pin.

The crimson crow.

Rishlya sent me to poison you.

He thinks like you that I am this Madame Defe.

Bro!

At last.

Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that.

I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that.

You wanted him dead.

He's dead.

My work is done.

And trances you was.

You wanted him dead.

He's dead.

My work is done.

And it transges yours.

Stop hand.

Stop hand.

Thank God you are safe.

The moment later.

This woman was sent to Killio.

Ask him who sent me.

Take her to my dungeons.

He's a liar.

We only use these words to lie.

Sire. Your continued presence here is fought with danger.

You will find your safety quite transformed in my modest apartments.

Any death.

Could be hand-downs.

I'll appear.

Oh.

Go home.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Will you?

Is this your wedge?

Wedge.

It's very good.

Cousin.

Actually.

I'm Zell.

I had a cousin once with whom I fell so deeply in love.

The mountains trembled without very passion.

A king?

We are here to save the king not to listen to your incestuous confessance.

Arechelio has taken Louis prisoner?

Alice.

Ha.

Ha.

If the temporal difference equals mass times velocity to the eight degrees,

then time is a function of random particles rotated in spiral through the Earth-gravate initial field.

Field.

Get down.

I'm still your king.

Your magic spirit.

Come on.

I don't want to see that long.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm your king.

Fortune is a fickle jade.

She may betray me tomorrow.

You're so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

This has become very personal between me and Kavarabeko. It's a matter of honor.

Just remember, Philius, that the sin of pride is the first sin.

There's a gentleman waiting for your answer, Master.

Would you tell the gentleman that I would, of course, be happy to oblige, Miss Yokevua?

Not a word, Pazmata.

Yours was the challenge.

Of course.

But trust you can see my eyes. I should care for one.

I should care for one.

I should care for one.

You have ten seconds, Mr. Kavua.

Eight, seven, six, five.

To play this game, Kavua, you must not care a job about death.

Life, death. It all comes down to chance.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.