March 22, 2015 | 0 Comments
Anne: I have many friends, and they will come for me as they came for Constance.
Anne: I have many friends, and they will come for me as they came for Constance.
Milady: God works in mysterious ways, does he not?
Constance: Surrender, monsieur. Vargas: You bring women to fight your battles? Constance: Perhaps I bring men to fight mine.
Aramis: It is Rochefort who is the traitor. Rochefort who is the enemy. Rochefort who should be on trial.
Louis: I have lost more than a Queen today. I have lost my son.
Anne: Won’t you save yourself for my sake? For the sake of my son? Our son.
Catherine: It’s written all over your face. You’re still in love with her. Milady: My god, does she never stop talking?
The boy is the King’s son, Aramis. That can’t change.
Aramis: I’ve never met a woman like her. Her courage, her endurance, her kindness… and she needed me.
Athos: If Rochefort’s advances to the Queen are treason, what does that make yours? Aramis: Love. Athos: I’m sure the King will…