Character: Cardinal Richelieu

- Where are the guards?
- As your power - inappropriately absent.

- What is the point to imprison the man? It would give the impression that you are afraid of him. And, of course, why do of the Musketeers of the martyrs?
- Right. For a man who has no political views, do you think as a great politician.

- You are now in the hands of justice.
- What justice? Your? Which sentences before the judge?

- What are you made of? Is in your veins flows the blood?
- Enough for me to believe in you. But you're not who I was hoping for. You have not inherited the high moral character of your father.
I forbid you to talk about my father. Especially about morality!

Madame Bonacieux convicted of treason.
- Constance is not capable of treason.
- If you don't count cheating on the cheating husband.

Today we lost five guards!
- How many Musketeers?
Three.
- And now?
Four.
- Strange result. I guess I don't know anything about arithmetic.

Today my mind is clear as ever. Nothing, no person, no country, no God will stand in my way.

The whole world believes that the Countess Ninon de Larros today burned at the stake. Your land, property and money will go to the government, but I'll give you a small amount to start a quiet life away from Paris. If you try to tell the truth about current events, your original sentence into execution. Do you accept my terms?
- My voice will never cease. But I promise, you will not hear him.

I can't allow my actions was kind of like I sold you.
- Well, what did you sell? You then came to Paris in order to sell more expensive your sword, the right hand, quirky mind.
- All true, but it was a little earlier. And now I have friends.

Who is this wonderful and witty author, is so elusive that it cannot be put into the Bastille? <...> Remember, Rochefort, for me, nothing is impossible.

Captain Rochefort, wonderful thing about fighting an imaginary opponent is that he is very skilled, but is always defeated. The sweet taste of victory without risking defeat.

Can be satisfied too. I know where your Comte de La fere. After the death of his wife he entered the service in company a of the king's Musketeers. He lives two steps away from your Villa and hides under an assumed name, as most people who have experienced misfortune.

I have to understand, my dear. I admit the failures, but I can't stand when I don't understand.

- Febre obeying your will.
He performs not my will, he went mad.