Aramis: Wait for my signal. Surprise is everything.
Aramis: Surprise would have been everything!
Aramis: Or a stomach shot. Death is inevitable, but you’ll bleed for hours first.
Dujon: You can’t. This is murder.
Porthos: We won’t tell, if you won’t.
Aramis (to Dujon): Time to pay the reckoning for Cornet.
Porthos: And I bet he’s going to say, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Aramis: And then we’ll have to hurt him.
Porthos: At which point, he’ll suddenly remember he killed him. Why wait? Let’s just hurt him now.
Aramis: It could go like that. Or we can just skip to the confession part. It would save us time, and you pain. A lot of pain.
Constance Bonacieux: Stop fighting! All of you! Is three against one fair?
Athos: We weren’t going to kill him.
Porthos: Weren’t we?
Aramis: Next time, let us know.
D’Artagnan (to Athos): My name is D’Artagnan, of Lupiac in Gascony. Prepare to fight. One of us dies here.
Aramis: Now, that’s the way to make an entrance.
Porthos: Cornet is a fine soldier. If he’s gone missing, there’s a good reason.
Aramis: Or a bad one.