Original subtitles

Odessa film studio

after Alexander Duma's "The Three Musketeers"

Script by M. Rozovsky

Directed by Georgy Jungwald-Khilkevitch

Music by Maxim Dunayevsky

D'ARTAGNAN and THE THREE MUSKETEERS

Mikhail Boyarsky as d'Artagnan

Follow me, milord. Quickly, milord.

To the right, milord, Now straight, milord.

Be careful, milord, The steps, milord.

The steps, milord, The steps, milord.

Now wait, wait For the Queen.

Wait, milord.

- Why am I here, milord? - I must be dear to you.

Oh, no, I'm here to tell you: We mustn't see each other.

But aren't your days so long And boring without me?

- I didn't say "yes," milord. - You didn't say "no."

Love is more precious, Than war or peace.

When you're in love, You reason so quickly.

Britain's policy now Depends

On affairs of the heart.

On affairs of the heart.

On affairs of the heart Of its minister.

Everything is against us: Our people and our countries.

I saw you in my dream With a knife in your chest.

But my love is on our side, And my persistence.

Oh, no, milord, Oh, no, milord,

Misfortune's close at hand.

I'm here to see my lady, but all she talks of is her dream.

Let the thunder of war Eco across Europe.

Britain needs her Mighty fleet and army

For one purpose, And one purpose alone:

So I succeed In love.

- Why am I here, milord? - I must be dear to you.

I'm hear to tell you: We mustn't see each other.

Aren't your days so long And boring without me?

- I didn't say "yes," milord. - You didn't say "no."

- I didn't say "yes," milord. - You didn't say "no."

- I didn't say "yes," milord. - You didn't say "no."

THE QUEEN'S DIAMOND STUDS Part Two

Your Eminence, Buckingham is in Paris.

And now, as a token of Your love, your devotion...

I didn't say "yes," milord.

As an assurance, That we did see each other.

Pray give me some object As a keepsake.

Something You have worn,

that I may wear in my turn.

Will you then go, if I give what you ask for?

- Yes. - At once?

You promise to leave France And return to London?

Yes, I swear.

Wait here, I'll be back.

Milord!

Keep these studs In memory of me.

Why count them, milord? There are 12 of them.

I'd like to know,

How many times I may kiss Your lovely hand.

Please, go, depart, have mercy on yourself and on me.

- Please, go. - Alright.

I depart,

But soon I will return to see you once again.

Even at the cost of war between our two nations.

You promised.

I didn't say "yes."

What is it, Rochefort?

They've seen each other, your Eminence.

- Who are "they"? - He and she.

- Who do you mean by "he and she"? - The Queen and the Duke.

- Are you sure? - Regretfully so, your Eminence.

- When did this happen? - Last night.

The Queen's maid, That petite Constance

brought the Duke through a secret passage.

Among the ladies of the Queen's court

There are a few honest Frenchwomen.

They saw this Constance approach her Majesty,

Whisper something to her, and the Queen left the room.

Sit down, will you!

How long was the Queen absent?

As a nobleman...

I can strip you of your title!

As a Christian, I must inform you

that the Queen was out for three quarters of an hour.

And Buckingham will take from Paris the diamond studs.

The Queen's casket is empty.

The studs?

A truly royal gift.

We've lost, But who knows...

I'm sure, your brilliance...

Will offset You sluggishness, Duke.

It may all be for the best.

What have you done already?

Damn it! I've been duped and ridiculed!

A Musketeer! Could it be Aramis?

The note and handkerchief Had the initials C.B.T.

Constance Bonaceiux? But it couldn't be!

Hey, you! Wait!

- What's the matter, sir? - You are not Aramis!

From your last words I presume You mistook me for another,

So, I forgive you.

- You, forgive me?! - Yes.

Let us pass, if you have no business with us.

I have no business with you.

But I do have business with this lady!

- Let me go, for heaven's sake! - I trusted you!

- Lean on my arm. - Damn it, sir!

For heaven's sake, milord!

- What? Milord? - The Duke of Buckingham!

You must neutralize Buckingham at all costs.

Even if we have to prove His liaison with the Queen.

It is not in my interest, but in the interest of France.

That's it, my friend.

Milord and you, my dear lady, Forgive me.

But why?

I love her, I was jealous.

Then it's different.

You must know the meaning of True love.

Me?

Forgive me and command me To give my life to save you.

Accept his services, milord.

You're a courageous young man.

See us to the carriage, That's waiting for me.

And if you notice a spy, Kill him.

Certainly, milord.

Strangers ahead of us, milord.

Excellent!

A man, dressed as a Musketeer, accompanied by a lady,

will come this way.

Pretend you're thieves And kill the man.

Take the lady to the Bastille.

You two - to the basement, The rest remain here.

You don't recognize me? Now you will.

Here I am, gentlemen.

Take a rest.

Get up, there, there.

This way, milord.

I love you.

But promise, you'll never Spy on me again.

Never.

Good-bye.

I don't need you now.

When you have everything,

And power over everyone,

Why think of love?

As teardrops fall from my eyes,

It's so hard to realize,

That like the rest,

You've been rejected.

Your name to me -

Is manna from heaven,

Let the other one Call you your Majesty.

Oh, may I call you

simply "Anna."

You've turned a politician into a poet,

For me there's only One goddess,

You are Queen of France, But that is not the reason.

You are the queen Of my heart.

You name to me - Is manna from heaven.

Let the other one Call you your Majesty.

Oh, may I call you Simply "Anna,"

And be your, yours only, In body and spirit.

I cannot return Your affection,

I am faithful To his Majesty,

You have power As your lover,

And I regret to say

That a clergyman's passion Looks ridiculous.

Your name to me - Is Holy Communion,

Why should your Eminence Expect a different role?

So may I continue My life of the sinner

Without your affection,

Without your affection.

I didn't call for you.

Monseigneur, Buckingham Managed to escape from Paris.

What?!

Who's to blame This time?

You may laugh,

but it's that damn Gascon again!

Yes, monseigneur?

You shall go to London at once.

In 6 days Buckingham Is giving a ball.

The Duke will be wearing 12 diamond studs.

You will cut off 2 of them,

And return to Paris immediately.

I must present them to her Majesty.

Take 200 ecus From my purser.

You'll get 200 more If you succeed.

- You have something to say? - No, monseigneur.

- La Chesnaye! - Here I am, your Majesty!

The Queen has always Seen me as her enemy,

God knows, I've always taken her part, even against you.

There, Duke.

You were right, As always.

The letter was political.

The Queen engages In political intrigue.

My anger against her Majesty Was well deserved.

On the contrary, your Majesty, You are the one who's guilty.

To suspect the Queen!

She is a loyal and faithful wife.

So, what would you advise me to do?

I'd advise you Not to deprive the Queen

of the pleasure of dancing at the city sheriffs' ball.

And suggest that her Majesty Wear the diamond studs

you gave her recently.

The Queen loves dancing And jewelry so much!

At such a show of attention Her anger will disappear

Oh, your Eminence!

Madame, soon there will be a ball

at the town hall.

Although you know my Antipathy to such amusements,

I dislike them,

But I wanted to do Something nice for you.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

It's a long time since I've had Such signs of your attention.

I would like you To wear to the ball

The diamond studs I have you for your birthday.

You've heard my request, madam?

Yes.

- And you'll be at the ball? - Yes.

- Wearing the diamond studs? - Yes.

That's all I wanted To tell you.

When is the ball?

When? I must ask The Cardinal.

As soon as Milady appears,

bring her to me at once.

So, it's his Eminence who asked to remind me of the ball!

Yes, he did.

And he insisted on my Wearing the studs?

What difference does it make: him or me?

- You've heard my request? - Yes.

- You will oblige? - Yes.

- Anna... - Yes!

It is going to be Our final reconciliation.

Madonna, this is the end!

Holy Virgin, I'm done for!

My Louis is a fool,

But Richelieu won't be fooled.

He has once again Delved into my secrets.

And once again I face Tomorrow with terror.

Lies cannot save me, The truth is a sharp knife.

Only you, Madonna, Can save me.

Santa Maria...

London is deaf and numb, No reason to wait for news.

Buckingham Is like all men.

I see no hope, All I see around me

Is enmity under the guise of flattery.

Let me die while I'm young! Or am I not a Spanish lady?

And what is more precious To a Spaniard, than honor?

It's the studs?

- You need them back? - Yes, but how?

- Send a messenger to London. - Yes, but I am all alone.

I'll find you a messenger.

My dear child, You'll save my life.

No, my honor!

I will never forget Your service.

Go now, save your Queen!

Here I am, monseigneur.

Rochefort, seal off the exits From all the French ports.

And entries, too?

Brilliant.

What pledge can you give me if I confide this secret to you?

- My love for you! - My God!

Can I trust you with The Queen's fate and my life?

Once I already held them In my hands.

You must go to London To see him.

- Buckingham?! - Quiet!

Can you do it?

Oh, but you see How I love you.

- Yes, so you say... - I'm an honest man!

I truly hope so.

- I'm courageous! - I've seen that.

Then put me to the proof.

You must go there and return All in 10 days.

10 days!

It's an eternity if you wait To see your loved one.

I will be very worried About you.

It's very dangerous.

10 bullets are against you,

And 10 swords.

I'm only afraid You'll lose interest in me.

There'll be high cliffs

And waves.

I'm only afraid Of your disfavor.

The Queen is a victim Of slanderous rumors.

You must help her, My young lion!

I'll leave and return, As you tell me.

You're my only queen!

You must save The Queen,

Saving love Along the way.

The Queen will wait for you 10 days.

You wait, too,

It's more important.

The Queen is a victim Of slanderous rumors.

You must help her, My young lion!

I'll leave and return, As you tell me.

You're my only queen!

I entrust my fate To you.

I give you a Gascon's Word of honor.

Be my carrier pigeon.

There can't be wings More loyal.

The Queen is a victim Of slanderous rumors.

You must help her, My young lion!

I'll leave and return, As you tell me.

You're my only queen.

- And now a token, madam. - A token?

A token of your love.

Constance!

Where are you always disappearing?

Save the rest for later.

- What is that? - It's not my secret.

I must disappear.

All the secrets of the Louvre Are under the bodice

of this incredible lady!

And so, off to London!

"Be my carrier pigeon."

You're a cuckold, Bonacieux!

A cuckold!

Cool down, Bonacieux!

You'll be avenged.

Did you see that?

Yes! I saw it!

What insolence! I'll show her...

And she told me...

Wait!

Cool down, Bonacieux, There's one consolation.

You're not the only one insulted.

France is insulted As well.

France is in danger!

This is a conspiracy against myself and France!

I'll save France!

And clip the wings of her carrier pigeon.

"Be my carrier pigeon".

What insolence!

"To monseigneur Cor... Car..."

Who are you talking to, my dear M. Bonacieux?

Just talking, M. D'Artagnan.

By the way, M. D'Artagnan...

Don't you dare bring up The question of rent!

And never talk to me About money!

I'm terrible, When I lose control!

Never had any luck With tenants!

But you've been lucky With your wife.

M. d'Artagnan, are you going To some new campaign?

No, we're going to Foix, To a spa.

What's the matter?

M. Athos has liver pains.

How long will they continue?

- Who? - The liver pains.

About 10 days.

You can pay all your debts When you return!

I won't be in your debt.

Bon voyage, My dear M. D'Artagnan.

Fly, pigeon,

Fly, and we'll clip Your wings.

"To monseigneur Cor... Car..."

Enough!

"To his Eminence"...

Let me take care of it, sir, for just two sous.

Thank God, you're here!

I have good news, my friends. A task to attend to.

Go, my dear.

But when I become a priest,

no one will prevent me from consoling those

who are in need of consolation.

Now go.

So?..

We're going to London.

Why not India?

To London? At whose request?

The Queen's, and please, No more questions.

If you don't want any more questions, then...

my dear d'Artagnan, you'll go alone.

He's right, d'Artagnan, I agree with Porthos.

Why should we risk all, If we don't know what for.

I agree with Aramis.

I agree to put my life At risk,

but I must know what for.

So, you're not going?

My dear friend, Your see...

I've composed a rondeau.

And must now show it To M. Voiture.

Listen, It's quite amusing.

Why be so sad, Cry over dreams,

Why carry on Your sad existence?

Thank you, Aramis, M. Voiture will be enchanted.

- You think so? - I'm sure.

Well, then I'll go alone.

Farewell.

Hope to see you again One day.

Hello!

Tell me, is it only for The Queen,

or for your sake, too?

Another woman's life Is also at stake.

It's for my sake, Athos.

So, what's the problem?

Well, you see, It's damp in London,

and I haven't even a dozen handkerchiefs with me.

I agree to go on this Trip, but on one condition.

What's that?

That they feed me well In London.

What I can guarantee you Is excellent fencing.

- What about the money? - I have the money!

300 pistoles!

It's enough for one way. And the return journey?

Not all of us Will return.

And so, from Paris to London And back, all in 10 days.

One for all, and all for one!

One word from me - and France Is saved!

A mercer and a cardinal - A force to reckon with!

The Cardinal is very pleased With you, my dear Bonacieux.

Go home now.

And don't leave your enchanting,

lovely, enticing wife alone,

or they might steal her.

Your trade can wait, Politics cannot.

Put all your best men On the road to Havre!

At all costs, Stop the four Musketeers:

Athos, Porthos, Aramis And d'Artagnan.

D'Artagnan, this is the road To Bonacieux's house.

- London is to the left. - Thank you, Porthos!

Your Majesty, today you are As beautiful, as ever.

Magnificent! This light bleu is miraculous!

You must wear bleu to the Town Hall ball!

It goes well with Your eyes!

Yes, pearly blue.

It will go very well With the diamonds studs

the King presented to you.

Are you going to wear them?

Certainly.

We're four, We're still together.

We have a task, And honor is at stake.

Our motto's: "All for one!"

And that's the reason For our success.

Scoundrel!

I'll delay them! It's alright!

Forward!

One for all!

Porthos!

How many more are there?

You are very ill-mannered, sir.

We'll meet again, For sure we will!

One at a time, gentlemen!

Next, please!

And next!

Where are you going, sir?!

What's this?

Kindly lend me your horse, sir.

Forward! It's tough, my dear, But you'll have to endure it!

Let's go!

At all costs, Stop the Musketeers:

Athos, Armais and d'Artagnan.

There's three of us, We're suffering losses.

But life's a duel, What else did we expect?

Our motto's: "All for one!"

The reason For your success!

I'll hold them back! It's alright!

Forward! One for all!

We'll meet again, Aramis! For sure we will!

You were asking for it!

Stop, you miserable fools!

Are you not afraid Of the inferno?

Of divine retribution?

To your knees!

Remember God!

Hear God's voice!

Close your eyes!

I hear it already.

I hear it.

I hear God's voice!

I hear God's voice!

Burgundy.

- More wine. - Here you go.

This won't do!

The coin is counterfeit!

Grab them! Swindlers!

The coin is counterfeit!

- It's counterfeit! - How dare you, impudent fool!

Give them a beating!

Alas, my friend, There's only two of us.

But we possess The fateful urge.

Our motto's: "All for one!"

The reason For our success!

We'll meet again, Athos! Of course, we will!

I'll hold them back! It's alright!

Forward! One for all!

Here you are, Your Majesty.

Magnificent!

Are you sure of your messenger?

Is a man capable of such a feat?

He's not a man, He's the devil himself!

Are you the schooner's owner?

I need to get to London. I'll pay you well.

This morning we got an edict,

forbidding us from letting anyone out of France

without a written permit from the Cardinal.

Here's the permit.

Sign it with the port- Master there, on the hill.

And I'll take you across.

Wait here, I'll be back.

- Are you in a hurry, sir? - Yes, I am.

- You serve the Cardinal? - Yes, sir.

I serve the King, and Am also in a hurry.

I ask you to let me go first.

I came first.

I came second, But will go first.

So, we meet again, You rogue.

What? You're still alive, sir?

Give me the permit you showed to the schooner's owner.

Draw!

This is for Porthos!

And this is from me!

The paper, sir!

Take that! The paper!

Rogue!

For Aramis!

Wait!

The paper!

The paper, sir!

For Athos!

The paper!

The paper!

Scoundrel!

Damn it!

Now I'm alone, My friends are far away.

And the road ahead Seems three times harder.

Our motto was: "All for one!"

The reason for our success!

Success is close - And no one's left!

I am alone for all!

At your service, sir.

It's her handwriting.

- Your name, sir? - D'Artagnan, milord.

You come to my rescue again. I never forget a good turn.

It's nothing, milord.

Damnation! Two of the studs were stolen!

Felton!

Bring me my jeweler! Quickly! With all he needs!

Tomorrow morning there'll be 12.

Buckingham's word of honor!

Monseigneur!

Your studs.

- How can I repay your loyalty? - With money!

Money and a title.

A hereditary title to pass on By right of succession.

By right of succession?

You are surprised that I have

somebody to pass a title to?

Why, no. I'll do what I can, After the ball.

Take the money from the purser.

Well, what have you got To tell me?

I know you well enough. What is it?

If the Queen has the studs,

which I very much doubt,

ask her, who could have stolen these two?

And who stole them?

Pray ask her Majesty.

Why have you not thought proper to wear the studs?!

You know it would have given me So much gratification.

In such a crowd I feared some accident might happen to them.

I can send for them to the Louvre.

Do so, madam.

I'm so alone, like a church spire.

Where are the studs? You've promised me.

Wait a little longer, I'm sure, they're already in Paris.

Stop! No passing through!

It's D'Artagnan! A friend of Athos, Porthos, and Aramis.

Where are your friends? You've been vacationing?

How was the spa?

They're all alive and healthy! And in Paris!

- Let him pass. - Best regards to your friends!

Stop! No passing through!

Guards, come here!

Have you send for the studs?

They'll be here In a quarter of an hour.

If they are not here In a quarter of an hour,

I don't know what I'll do to you!

Anyway,

don't count on any more presents.

One for all And all for one!

There're four of us, We're still together.

We have a task, And honor is at stake.

Our motto's: "All for one!"

It'll be easier.

Careful, don't break your neck.

One for all, And all for one!

La Merlaison, Part one!

Where I am king, There are no trifles.

Morality and honor Are my values.

I can forgive you For high treason,

But infidelity to the King - Never!

As soon as we discover You're unfaithful,

We'll punish you and England all at once.

So far the king Yields power

Not to wear the horns!

That's that! Voila!

- I need to go to the ball. - Dressed like that?

La Merlaison, Part two!

And now, gentlemen, You won't stop me.

I'm almost there!

Damn it!

- D'Artagnan! - My God, Constance!

You're drenched in blood!

D'Artagnan!

For the Queen.

Good heavens! I'm saved! The Queen is saved!

Constance!

- Constance! - I'll be back!

I proved it, I'm innocent.

I'm faithful to you! And you, you, you!

You listen To those ugly rumors.

Shame on the King!

Shame on the King!

That's that! Voila!

Constance!

You are my queen!

- Constance! - Wait.

Constance...

Constance!

Constance!

Oh, my God! The Queen!

How can I thank you, Brave young man?

What other gratitude

I see. My husband, The King,

if very stingy,

so his loyal Musketeers are always poor.

After the ball seize this Intrigante Bonacieux

and put her in the Bastille.

I'll show her A meeting with her Majesty!

- Your Majesty! - Quiet!

Please take this ring As a token of my gratitude.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

I'm so happy to take This ring from your hands.

If I may ask for One more thing...

I have just heard The Cardinal

order the arrest of your faithful Constance Bonacieux.

I beg you, help me save her From the Cardinal's hands.

I'll hide her At the Bethune convent.

Thank you, that's quite enough.

The rest is up to you.

And now tell me... How is he?

Who "he"?

You know, who I'm talking about?

- oh, Buckingham! - Hush!

He's alright.

Alright?

But he's suffering extremely.

Suffering?

Yes, suffering.

So, it's the Bethune convent.

Monseigneur! I'm ready.

So, it's the Bethune convent.

I hope this time You won't let the Gascon

twist you round his finger again.

Being me this Mme Bonacieux, at all costs!

I promised you a title For the studs,

but, alas, I cannot do anything for you as yet.

And you have M. D'Artagnan to thank for it.

He's the one who commands respect.

Let me finish With that man.

After the Bethune convent

Rochefort will give you The papers.

Do, as you see fit.

Why isn't Aramis here? I'm worried!

It's too early for him to leave his seamstress-cousin

alone in the carriage with the coat-of-armor.

Aramis!

So?

My seamstress-cousin...

Yes, my little seamstress-cousin

has obtained permission from the Queen.

You may now take Constance from the Bethune convent.

A letter to the Abbess.

Aramis, you bring me Back to life!

Your cousin is on a good footing with the Queen!

- one more word and I will... - I'm numb!

I'll change 2-3 horses Before reaching Bethune.

And take Constance somewhere, where they'll never find her.

The Cardinal may also know about Bethune.

If it were a matter of fighting A hundred men, I'd let you go.

But I'm afraid it'll be another encounter with the Cardinal.

- I think Athos is right. - You've scared me!

Then four of us will go.

In our lifetime Let's enjoy

The ladies and wine, And good luck with our swords.

With feathers swinging On our hats,

Let's tell our Fate: Merci beaucoup.

The old saddle Is squeaking again,

And my old wounds Feel the wind.

Where the devil are you Heading for again?

Can't you afford some peace For a while?

In our lifetime Let's enjoy

The ladies and wine, And good luck with our swords.

With feathers swinging On our hats,

Let's tell our Fate: Merci beaucoup.

Paris needs money, C'est la vie!

And it needs more Valiant cavaliers.

But what is a cavalier Without love?

And what is a cavalier Without luck?

In our lifetime Let's enjoy

the ladies and wine, And good luck with our swords.

With feathers swinging On our hats,

We'll tell our Fate: Merci beaucoup.

With feathers swinging On our hats,

We'll tell our Fate: Merci beaucoup.

Someone's knocking at the gate, Asking for shelter.

All pray!

- Who's there? - A man!

A man! Oh, my God!

Girls, be careful!

I beg you!

Heavens, what's wrong with her?

Give me that!

Here it is, my dear.

Where are you from?

From Paris!

I beg you for Temporary shelter.

Who are you?

Permit me to refrain from answering.

Girls, all must pray!

A victim of intrigues,

Political and amorous.

Here you are among friends.

Paris...

How is life in Paris?

Pardon me...

But I'm not quite sure What you're interested in.

Everything.

Rumors, scandals, horrors, nightmares from

court life, life of the king,

And maybe even Of the Cardinal himself.

Try this scent, it's very delicate.

I really don't know,

what to tell you.

Maybe, this story.

No, it's not interesting.

Or maybe the story...

About the studs?

Yes, that's the one I wanted to tell you.

But how are you so Well-informed?

How lovely!

Take it.

How could it have happened that the English Duke

met our Queen at the Louvre,

under the very nose of the Cardinal and the King?

Who told you all this?

Lady Winter, this is not my secret.

And I promised to take it with me to the grave.

The best way not to give away a secret,

is not to know it.

I'm sorry, but I'm tired.

If you don't object, I'll rest for a while.

- You are offended? - of course not!

No, you are offended.

Take this.

You are breaking my heart.

You're exaggerating!

What a beautiful fan!

Go, go.

Alright, I'll tell you everything.

A certain Constance Bonacieux,

in the service of the Queen, is hiding here

from the Cardinal's vengeance.

I've given away a secret! It's the Bastille for me!

For Heaven's sake, I beg you, Don't ruin me!

Of course not, my dear.

Look at me: Whom can I ruin?

I myself am a victim of the mighty of this world,

like that poor Constance.

Thank you.

What I cannot understand,

is the part a certain Milady plays in all of this.

She is a dangerous woman.

Even the Cardinal fears her.

Believe me.

My dear Constance!

I've found you! I'm finally looking at you!

Who are you?

Me? I'm Lady Winter.

Your friends have sent me here.

They will not leave you in danger.

But I expected him to come himself.

How many times I talked to d'Artagnan about you.

He loves you with all his heart And made me love you, too.

Lady Winter!

I'm so sorry!

I love him so much!

My poor child!

Let me take a good look at you!

To suffer for him is perfect bliss!

But now your suffering is over!

We're leaving at once.

A carriage is waiting, I'll take you to him.

Yes! Come!

We're almost there, Porthos, keep up the pace.

Open the gates, we have a letter to the Abbess.

I'm afraid. What's that noise?

That of either our friends or our enemies.

Stay where you are!

The Cardinal's guards!

Oh, my God!

We'll find a different gate.

I'll tear this convent apart!

I ask you the last time: Do you intend to leave?

You can see plainly I cannot walk.

Go alone.

And leave you here? No, never.

These gates are open to us.

And they'll sustain Even Porthos's weight.

This is the most pleasant assault in my life.

- Come with me, my friends! - Be careful!

The walls of a monastery...

Porthos, don't fall on Aramis.

Give me your hand.

The air of a monastery! I've always wanted to be here!

Of course you did! It's a women's convent!

He who finds Constance first, must know

that d'Artagnan will be forever in his debt!

Maybe, I'll also find someone for a theological discussion.

Lady Winter!

What have you put in that glass?

You'll find out soon enough.

Drink this wine! It will give you strength.

- Good luck, d'Artagnan! - Get the Burgundy wine.

I'll find her first.

Why are you alone? Where is Bonacieux?

From where there's no return! Quick, Rochefort!

Ride fast!

Constance!

I knew...

I knew...

It was in vain she told me to leave, I would not go.

Who's "she"?

The lady you sent for me, Lady Winter.

I never sent anyone.

- Constance! - D'Artagnan!

- Did you drink from this glass? - Yes.

- Who poured you the wine? - Lady Winter.

Don't leave me, I am dying.

Constance!

So here you are! Who gets the bottle of Burgundy?

What's happening here?

Athos, do you suppose...

The wine was poisoned.

D'Artagnan, I know, You'll save me.

Where are you disappearing?

Constance!

D'Artagnan, we need to go.

They will take proper Care of her body,

As for her soul, it's With the angels already.

Who knows: their souls may meet much earlier

than you think.

Be careful, d'Artagnan.

I think I know who's hiding

under the name of Lady Winter, and I feel

this death is not the last one.

Taverns, fighting, Duels, swords, horses,

A feast of life: With combat and chases.

A moment of love, Of sacred passion,

When hands caressed, And the heart loved.

That encounter Was not mere luck,

We had our love, And everything different!

And now among my friends I'm in a desert.

What's left for me of love?

Just a name...

Constance!

Constance!

Gascony, Paris, friends, Hopes, dreams.

We often shed blood, And seldom tears.

I killed, But never saw death.

I used the sword, But never hated anyone.

I saw death Only behind this door.

I say: "She's dead!"

I can't believe my words.

And now among my friends I'm in a desert.

What's left for me of love?

Just a name...

Constance!

Constance!

Life is hanging by a thread,

Your enemies are brave,

But, thank God, For your friends,

Thank God, For your friends,

And, thank God, Your friends have swords!

When your friend is bleeding,

A la gere comme A la gere!

When your friend is bleeding,

Be there till the end.

List of actors:

The three Musketeers: Benjamin Smekhov

Valentin Smirnitsky Igor Starygin

Oleg Tabakov Alisa Freindlikh

Alexander Trofimov Margarita Terekhova

Alexei Kuznetsov Lev Durov

Irina Alferova Leonid Kanevsky

Boris Kliuyev Vladimir Balon and others

Director of Photography: Alexander Polynnikov

Production designer: Larisa Tokareva

End of Part Two