Aramis:
Perhaps you should take his offer. We're dead anyway.
Porthos:
He's right, D'Artagnan.
Phillippe:
Wait. Bargain me to Louis for all your lives. You've done your best. Please let me go.
D'Artagnan:
No, I cannot do it. Even if I could give up my king, I could never give up my son.
[they all look at him, thunderstruck]
Phillippe:
Your son?
D'Artagnan:
I loved your mother. I love her still. You are my son. I never knew you existed. And I never felt pride as a father... until this moment.
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