- [the Musketeers await the Duke of Savoy's arrival to meet with King Louis]
- Porthos: Heat. Flies. Boredom. I do so love parades. You know, I'm thinking about fainting just for something to do.
- Athos: [referring to Aramis] What's wrong with him?
- Porthos: Have you forgotten about the massacre at Savoy?
- D'Artagnan: What massacre?
- [the would-be assassin of the Duke of Savoy claims to know who killed a troop of Musketeers five years in the past]
- Aramis: I need you to keep quiet about this for now.
- D'Artagnan: Have you gone mad?
- Aramis: Possibly, but... I owe him my life.
- D'Artagnan: If this gets me hanged, I'm going to take it very personally.
- [Marsac looks approvingly at Constance]
- D'Artagnan: She's married... and a friend.
- Marsac: I was merely admiring from a distance.
- D'Artagnan: Make it as far away as possible.
- Constance: You brought a wanted man into my house? A deserter?
- Athos: Deserter and assassin.
- Porthos: I'm guessin' they didn't mention that part.
- Marsac: Failed assassin, technically.
- Constance: Oh, you can keep quiet. I don't want to know.
- Constance: [to D'Artagnan] But I trusted you.
- Aramis: D'Artagnan is not to blame. He behaved with honor.
- Constance: Honorable people don't lie to their friends.
- [after D'Artagnan convinces Constance to rent a room to Marzac, he catches the older man forcing his attentions upon his landlady]
- D'Artagnan: I just wish there was something I could do to make amends.
- Constance: There is one thing... No one in the world could know, especially not my husband.
- D'Artagnan: Of course. What is it?
- Constance: [whispering in D'Artagnan's ear] Teach me how to shoot.
- D'Artagnan: Shoot?
- Constance: Swordfighting as well. I've always liked the look of that. Why should men have all the fun? Why do women have to be dignified and lady-like?
- D'Artagnan: Good question. I have no idea.
- [last lines]
- Aramis: [to Treville, speaking over Marsac's grave] Marsac's spirit died in that forest in Savoy, five years ago. Just took this long for his body to catch up. We're soldiers, Captain. We follow our orders, no matter where they lead, even to death.
- [Treville holds out his hand and Aramis shakes it]
- Aramis: Rest now, Marsac, with your brothers.
- [first lines]
- King Louis: We are not accustomed to waiting.
- Cardinal Richelieu: After five years, what's a few more minutes, Your Majesty?