Dark music
Thunder
Stressful music
She gasps.
He pants.
You saved her.
Give me a blanket!
Thunder
He groaned.
I forbade you to go there!
You're going down in the hold! I don't want to see you until Marseille!
What ?
Do you find me brutal?
Not only do I know it, but I boast of it.
Come on !
He pants.
Come on, everyone to their posts!
Put it dry before she freezes to death.
Wait!
Dark music
Come on !
Waves
Slept well?
- You have something which belongs to me.
- I had never seen the writing of the Emperor.
- Give me this letter back.
I don't think so, no.
- What do you want ?
- A good reason not to denounce you.
Try silver.
It often works.
I don't have any.
But I have friends.
If you are talking about this letter,
they will find you and they will kill you,
Captain Danglars.
Dark music
Hubbub
Sir ?
I've caused you a lot of trouble.
I don't know how to thank you.
You just did it.
Take care of yourself.
Miss... ?
Angela.
Edmund.
I will never forget your courage.
But forget my name.
Goodbye, Edmund.
Goodbye, Angèle.
Dark music
Morrel wants to see you.
Door that opens
- We had just changed shifts, off the coast of Cap Corse.
The swell was strong. We were 200 fathoms from the wreck.
- Give me the logbook.
- We were hitting the debris when Dantès wanted to take out the rowboat.
I forbade him. It was madness.
- It's true ? - Yes, sir.
- We would have done it for one of our men. - It was my decision.
- I took my responsibilities. - I ordered
We tacked, and he dove.
Have you dived?
He had not forbidden diving.
That's enough.
Have you seen this insolence?
Mr. Morrel, I tell you, this boy is out of control.
I don't want to browse anymore with him.
- You will no longer sail with him. - I warned you.
- Because you will no longer navigate In my opinion.
Pardon ?
- How could you let her drown?
- I... I saved your cargo, Mr. Morrel.
- Dantes saved my honor, Danglars.
- Captain. - You are no longer captain.
Danglars sighs. Go pack your things.
- I'll have your balance paid. - We don't know who this woman is.
- I know what you did. And that's enough for me.
He inhales deeply.
Dark music
Danglars opens, then slams the door.
Little one, come here.
Come on !
Let this be a lesson to you.
Eh ?
When you are a man, we don't hide behind our rank
nor under a table.
I present to you
my grandson, Maximilien.
Enchanted, Maximilien.
- Maximilian, I present to you Captain Dantes.
Hello, Captain.
So how old...
Calm music
Captain?
- Yes, try to show yourself worthy of it, Edmund.
Of course, sir.
Of course.
Eh ?
Little laugh
Neighing
It's good.
She inspires. Edmund!
She gasps.
I can't believe it.
- I have to... I have to tell you something.
That you love me?
Yes... that. But...
- No, there are no “buts”. - Wait.
- But I... - You start again.
(-You kiss a future captain.)
- You're going to be... - Yes.
- Then we will be able to... - Yes. We will be able to.
She laughs.
(I missed you.)
(I missed you. I missed you.) Laugh
See you later.
Neighing
The horse gallops off again.
Edmund!
- Juliet. Are you doing well ? - And you ?
Yes.
- How are you ? - It's Edmond, Louis' son.
- Hello Sir. - Good morning.
- Where is dad? I have to see him. - At home.
See you later.
You can smile,
this is good news.
You make a face. He laughs.
It's joy.
He inspires.
I'm so proud of you.
Captain.
Did you warn Mr. and Mrs. de Morcerf?
- Not yet. I wanted to tell you first.
Everything is going to change, dad.
You have to tell them.
- It's all thanks to them. - And you, too.
I didn't pay for your naval studies.
Come on, go, my son.
Go and pay your respects.
Laughter
So, a toast! I raise my glass
in memory of your mother, Edmond.
Because we miss her
and because she gave birth
the youngest captain of Marseille!
- Well done ! - Applaud him, he will be uncomfortable.
He laughs.
There you go, perfect.
But above all
because Mathilde Dantès
was the nurse of a future peer of France
to a heroic destiny,
one of the finest officers in Europe,
I named Fernand de Morcerf, to serve you.
Laughter Applause
- Louis, come and toast with us. This is the opportunity.
Thank you, sir.
Later, perhaps.
- You can scold Mercedes. She doesn't listen to me anymore.
- You will see, she will be late for her wedding.
- Ah, finally! - Oh.
Excuse my delay,
my aunt. Hello, uncle.
Horace of Balios
did as he pleased. I almost spanked him.
But anyway, Mercedes.
Who is this gentleman?
- It's a horse. He comes from a very good family.
- Hello, my cousin. - Hello, my cousin.
Edmund.
Mercedes.
- Are you ready to party? Edmond has big news.
Yes yes.
Rhythmic music
Yes, I'm going to be captain.
Captain of the Pharaoh. It's official.
- It's true ? - Hmm.
- Well done. - To the captain!
Screams of joy
- I have it! - Oh! To your health!
- I'm happy for you. - Me too. I am happy
- In my opinion. Cheers. - Are you going to get a new uniform?
He nods.
And a new paycheck.
He will be able to enjoy life,
have a good time.
We'll explain it to him.
I will be able to get married, above all.
What ?
You will be my witness.
- Don't count on it! - Well yes!
- The witness to a waste! Mercedes, say something.
- I tried, but he's madly in love. - Ah, completely crazy.
-And does she know about it? Finally, does she agree?
Yes. From what she told me,
- Yes yes. - I know.
It's Juliette.
- Who ? - The seamstress with the naughty look.
No ! No, it's not Juliette.
No, she's a real woman,
very beautiful.
Not just beautiful.
Hmm.
- Mysterious and captivating. - Yes ! No, no,
- yes, yes. - But who is it?
She's your cousin.
Mercedes Herrera de Morcerf.
You ?
- Yes. - We're going to get married.
But you are completely crazy.
And your mother will never want to.
- Do you think mom can refuse me anything?
Then you will convince her. You were always his favorite nephew.
Seagull cries
Religious song
Shaky breathing
Dark music
Solemn music
Ceremony in Latin
AMEN!
The door opens.
I carry here,
signed by Mr. de Villefort,
public prosecutor,
an arrest warrant for the man named Edmond Dantès.
Exclamations
- Follow us.
- What's going on?
- No, leave it. - There must be an explanation.
- Come. - Let me go.
- Wait. - Fernand, do something!
- What is it? My son didn't do anything.
This must be a misunderstanding.
- Where are you taking him? I'll accompany you.
- We must take him alone, sir. - Lieutenant.
Lieutenant Fernand de Morcerf.
- Tell your friends to let us pass.
It's a royal order.
Exclamations
I'll take care of it.
- Please follow us now. - Edmund!
I'll be back, my love.
Dark music Exclamations
Shaky breathing
Edmond Dantès, Mr. Prosecutor.
- Leave us.
I have always admired sailors like you, Mr. Dantès.
I'm only afraid of the sea.
It's true, this endless abyss.
These black waters.
A monster always seems ready to come out to devour you.
- What am I being accused of? Why am I being arrested at my wedding?
- You know yourself an enemy, Mr. Dantes?
A... an enemy?
Or jealous.
You have just been made captain, you are going to marry a beautiful match...
You may have made people envious.
I don't know, no.
I had a dispute recently with a crew member,
but what could he accuse me of?
I don't know.
To be a Napoleonic agent, For example.
Pardon ?
But... that doesn't make any sense.
- We found this bible in your cabin.
Is this your Bible?
It has your name written on it.
- Yes, finally, it's not yet a crime. Little laugh
It's true.
But we also found inside a mission order
signed by Napoleon's own hand.
And that is a crime.
Wait.
No, it's the first time that I see this letter.
- If you have no enemy, who could have slipped it there?
- Off the coast of Cap Corse, I saved a young woman from drowning.
- She thanked you in your cabin?
No.
Danglars locked her there. She left in Marseille.
You can check.
Ask the quartermaster Gaspard Caderousse.
- Caderousse? - Yes.
- What do you know about her?
Nothing.
Mr. Dantes.
I questioned dozens of conspirators
and I think you are not one of them.
I would like to help a friend of the Morcerfs,
but I need you to help me.
- I swear that I know nothing about her.
She told me her name was Angèle.
That's all.
You have...
revealed the name of this young woman to someone?
No.
Dark music
Not even to this Caderousse?
No.
To no one. On honor.
- Well, you see, Mr. Dantès, I believe you.
I will nevertheless be obliged to keep you a little longer,
time to question the rest of the crew.
If they confirm your testimony, which I have no doubt,
I will return you to your bride, who will have plenty of time to hate me.
- Little laugh - Count on her.
Shaky breathing
Fernand will bring it back to you.
I can't take it anymore, I'm going.
There's nothing more you can do.
- That would suit you don't let them release him.
- How can you say such horrors?
- Gérard, whatever anyone told you about Dantès, I vouch for it.
- Leave us a moment, gentlemen.
Fernand, I am sorry for your friend.
I know your links.
But you don't know everything.
We found on him a mission order from the Emperor.
And his teammates say that he is one of his supporters.
I think you measure the seriousness of these accusations.
We arrested him before he married Mercedes
and that the irreparable is not committed,
but if you are ready to vouch,
if you think that these two men are lying...
If you're willing to take that risk,
then I will release him.
You only have one word to say.
No.
No ?
He doesn't deserve...
What doesn't he deserve?
- That the name of our family be soiled.
If Dantes betrayed us,
let him have the fate of traitors.
I can make sure...
that no trial taint the reputation of the Morcerfs.
I'm going to need of your testimony.
He sighs.
Do you understand what's happening?
So you shut up.
He inhales deeply.
- Mr. Dantes? - Were you able to speak to the prosecutor?
- Yes, sir. He sighs.
This is a day that I will not forget.
You won't take me home?
No, indeed.
Come on.
Oppressive music
- What's going on? What's going on?
Let me go.
Call the prosecutor. I spoke with the prosecutor!
Call him. Call him!
I am innocent! I didn't do anything! Let me go.
He groaned.
He screams in pain.
Shh, shh, shh.
He groaned.
You would have been guilty, you would have been hanged. We take you,
because you know things that we don't want to hear.
Come on.
Stop.
Stop!
He shouts.
Let me go!
- Where is he?
I couldn't do anything.
Shaky breathing Calm music
Mercedes.
- Leave me.
It wouldn't do any good.
- Mercedes... - Stop.
Please.
She sobs.
- What's going on, Victoria?
- Aren't you happy to see me? - Your sister is here.
He sighs.
Mademoiselle de Villefort.
Clandestine suits you perfectly.
- Sorry I can't return the compliment.
- Brandy? Sorry, I'm out of sea water.
Yes, it’s my job to know everything.
- So you know that Dantes is innocent.
Innocent... Yeah.
Who is really innocent?
- He didn't do anything. Why did you stop him?
But to save your life.
My life or your reputation?
Little laugh He inspires.
- We both do of politics.
In politics, we do not delete a man,
we remove an obstacle.
- I knew you did your job with cruelty,
but I hoped that you did it honestly.
- Why don't you denounce yourself in his place?
But I will, Gérard.
If you refuse to save him, I will.
But you would prefer that people ignore my existence,
that of Victoria,
your mistress,
and your future child.
Dark music He inspires.
That's exactly what I thought.
She moaned.
Someone is walking.
Blows
Alive ?
Alive.
He groaned.
- Shots - Alive ?
Alive !
Blows
Alive ?
Alive.
He inspires.
Calm music
He expires.
He inspires.
Sigh of contentment
Little laugh
He inhales deeply.
- Take it wide... Take off the coast...
And who knows the way... Who knows exactly...
He breathes deeply.
He pants.
Cut
He jumps.
Disturbing music
Blows Shaky breathing
Is anyone there? Is anyone there?
Shaky breathing
There's someone. There's someone.
Is anyone there?
There's someone. There's someone.
He pants.
There's someone.
- Who are you?
Um, I... Dantès, Edmond Dantès.
- How old are you?
- Your voice sounds like that of a young man. - I have...
He stutters.
I don't know anymore.
I was 22 years old... when they locked me up.
May 16, 1815.
It was four years ago.
You are 26 years old.
- He expires. - Four years?
And...
And you, who are you?
A prisoner.
Like you.
How long ago?
Shh!
- Shots - What ?
- They're coming. - Wait.
Don't leave me.
Who are you ? At least tell me your name.
Your name!
He pants.
Blows
34! Alive ?
Tension music
Alive.
He pants.
He groaned.
He pants.
He laughs.
He pants.
He cries.
I was waiting for you.
Gasps
Breath of the wind
- You really think be able to get out of here?
I dug 30 m in six years.
To bypass your cell and reach the outside,
you will have to dig twice as long.
12 years old?
- Maybe a little less, now that there will be two of us.
For what ? Do you have other plans?
No.
- He inspires. - I am Father Faria.
Tension music
Edmond Dantes.
He blows.
He groaned.
He blows.
Have you never seen this letter?
No, never.
He blows.
And you ? Do you know why you are here?
- Yes. He laughs.
We wanted to silence you. They wanted to make me speak.
He speaks in Italian.
I choose people to whom I confide.
You don't know Italian?
- No. - English, Arabic, Latin, Greek?
I only know the sea.
If you want, I will teach you.
With patience and will, in...
in 6 or 7 years, you will know everything I know.
He sighs.
History, philosophy,
mathematics.
These are...
These are weapons
which are as liberating as this one.
Tension music
Hmm.
He pants.
Light rumble
He pants.
He blows.
He pants.
He blows.
What is the first thing you will do
if we can get out?
I will find Mercédès.
- What will you do if she didn't wait for you?
Then I won't have anything left.
- I'll tell you a story, Edmund.
He inspires.
700 years ago,
in Jerusalem, during the first crusade,
the knights
responsible for protecting the tomb of Christ create the order of the Templars.
On the first day,
there are only a few of them, but they have immense faith.
Thanks to their victories,
the order amasses a fortune...
considerable.
He laughs. Considerable... Considerable.
I tell you about the greatest treasure that the Earth has ever carried.
And...
over time,
their power, their wealth, make people envious.
And on Friday October 13, 1307, the king of France, Philippe le Bel,
orders their arrest
and seizure of their property.
But no one never found the treasure.
He gets up.
Do you know...
what these knights did of this immense fortune?
- No. - Nothing !
Edmund, nothing.
Too busy getting revenge,
to punish those who had betrayed them,
they died one after the other.
Well, almost all of them.
The last of them
was Cardinal Spada.
At the end of his life, refugee on the island of Monte Cristo,
he had time to train one last knight.
This young man was called...
Giuseppe Faria.
(I am the last survivor, Edmond.)
He inspires. And I know
where the treasure is.
Half of which
comes back to you today.
But what will you do with this fortune?
Rhythmic music
Will you do good
where will you leave your heart fill yourself with hatred?
He pants.
I'm going to empty the bag.
Edmund.
Eh ?
He pants.
It's salty.
The water is salty.
We're almost there. It's a matter of days.
Dantes laughs.
We are there, we are there.
He pants.
I'll come back.
Rumble
He pants.
Back off!
He coughs.
The abbot?
The abbot? The abbot?
He pants.
He groaned.
He pants. Dramatic music
Faria groaned.
So.
- Edmond. - No, no, don't talk.
I'm going to call for help.
No.
(In Italian) It's too late.
Don't be sad.
Difficult breathing
You were the only consolation of my life.
The Lord gave it to me...
a little late, but he gave it to me.
Difficult breathing
I'm not crazy, Edmond. He cries.
I know.
The treasure exists.
You know where to find it.
We'll go get it together!
Don't forget.
Monte Cristo. Difficult breathing
Monte Cristo.
Mount...
The abbot?
The abbot.
He sobs.
The abbot?
Don't leave me.
Don't leave me. Eh ?
Don't leave me.
He cries.
- Shots - Alive ?
Alive !
Dark music
- Shots - Alive ?
Number 17?
Oh, 17!
The abbot?
He groaned.
Oh, the abbot?
Oh ! He's dead, throw the bag!
He sighs.
Moans of effort
Which one is it?
The abbot.
Blows
Alive ?
Alive !
- Shots - Alive ?
Shaky breathing
Blows Alive ?
He groaned.
He pants.
Standing.
Standing !
I said stand up!
Dramatic music
Alert !
A...
Alert !
TWO...
Alert !
AND THREE!
Tension music
He pants.
Birds chirping
He groaned.
Calm music
He groaned.
He pants.
He takes a long breath.
Heavy breathing
Hey ! You have nothing to do here.
Go away!
I came to see Louis. Louis Dantes.
Did you know Louis?
Yes.
We buried him, poor Louis.
A long time ago.
Dark music
No, it's not possible.
- He let himself die of starvation on the death of his son.
He wanted to join him.
But his...
But his son is not dead.
I'm sorry.
He pants.
Were you a sailor too?
- Yes. - Hmm.
I'll give you something to eat. But then you disappear, huh?
And Mercé... Mercédès?
And Fernand de Morcerf?
- It must have been 7 or 8 years that they didn't come.
They live in Paris since the birth of their son.
You're too late.
Avoid the Ligurian Sea
and its incessant patrols.
Head for Sardinia.
You can stopover in Santa Teresa di Gallura.
The island of Monte Cristo is located
west of the Arcipelago Toscano.
Rhythmic music
You will land at the southern tip.
I know you will be upset by its austere beauty.
I want you to discover it for the first time.
So.
It's there.
The vault of the illustrious Spada family.
The rest, Edmond,
it's your story.
That of a man who has the world
in the palm of his hand.
Calm music
He pants.
Rhythmic music
Cracking
He inspires.
Hubbub
- Please, go ahead. - Stop.
- I'll pay you tomorrow. - No, no. Gaspard, get out.
Mr. Caderousse is a friend of mine.
On his deathbed, Edmond Dantès asked me to share it
between those who mattered to him.
He thought he had been denounced by a certain Danglars.
But he was convinced that two men remained faithful to him.
He told me:
“One is called Gaspard Caderousse,
"and the second, Fernand de Morcerf."
Keep your diamond.
None of us deserve anything.
Wait, my son.
- If I reveal to you what I know, we'll know it came from me.
And these people are rich and powerful.
There's nothing to fear,
I am required by the secret of confession.
Sit down.
He inspires.
He pants.
- Dantès was right about Danglars. He was the one who denounced him.
- But Fernand de Morcerf? He was his friend.
Little laugh
- Can we be friends of the one whose wife we ​​covet?
Out of love for Mercedes,
he sacrificed Edmond.
Dark music
- He will live. But for everyone, he will be dead.
Hmm.
- The only one who deserved Dantes' affection is Morrel.
The shipowner?
He fought to have him released.
And he too, Providence thanked him very little.
After Dantes' arrest,
he had to take Danglars back as captain.
But Danglars betrayed him too.
He made it disappear half of its fleet,
supposedly stolen by pirates. He sighs.
Ruined, Morrel had to sell the company.
And guess who bought her for a pittance?
Danglars.
- Two months later, the boats reappeared.
But the Villefort prosecutor didn't move.
It must be said that they shared a secret.
Little Victoria, Villefort's mistress,
she had become Madame Danglars.
Dramatic music
She is a baroness today.
Morrel died in poverty.
And you, in all this, Mr. Caderousse?
YOU ?
- What could I do
facing a captain, a count and a prosecutor?
If I had been braver, I probably would have ended up like her.
She ?
Angela.
Angela groaned.
She had gone to see her brother to save Dantes.
I got rid of you
by Dantes. It's up to you to get rid of her.
See? I have friends too.
Difficult breathing
- What happened?
Was she killed?
She would have suffered less.
Danglars had other plans for her.
He sold it to the Maillard brothers, the masters of the Toulon basket.
The little one was pretty,
he got a good price for it.
You knew everything and you did nothing.
I am ashamed, Father.
One day I will come back.
And I'll give you the chance to redeem yourself.
Dark music He sighs.
I no longer come to pray to you or look for you,
but only to warn you:
I will do what you couldn't do.
From now on, I am the one who rewards and punishes.
Hubbub
Inaudible whisper
Do you want something?
The door creaks.
She inspires.
- Who are you ?
Years ago,
you told me:
"I will not forget your courage, but forget my name."
Calm music
Well, I haven't forgotten your name nor your courage.
She inspires.
Dantes.
I came to get you, Angèle.
For me, it's too late.
But you can save the child.
The child?
She sighs.
When I arrived here,
I only had one idea in mind:
take revenge on my brother.
For weeks, I looked for a way to escape.
One day, the opportunity presented itself. I ran away.
With a client.
A draper from Paris.
I knew that Gérard had been appointed there.
The gate creaks.
I found Victoria's trail,
his mistress.
I wanted to resume the story where she left off.
It was freezing cold.
That evening... She inspires.
Gérard had to die.
Nothing could stop me.
I still feel the metal of the knife in my hand.
But nothing went as planned.
Woman screams
I heard a scream.
Victoria's cry.
When Gérard went out into the garden, he was carrying a chest.
I followed him.
Moaning with effort
I got closer when... baby crying
When I heard the muffled cries of a child.
I couldn't leave him.
He still had his mother's blood on the body.
Between revenge and life...
I chose life.
I fled with him.
I didn't know anyone in Paris.
So I went back with my draper.
But the Maillard brothers had found him.
And they were waiting for me.
She inspires.
Angela...
What happened to the child?
Slamming shoes
Hello, Andrew.
Angèle made me come get you.
For what ?
She's going to die.
I will lead you to her so you can say goodbye to him.
Afterwards, we will leave.
Dark music
We will take...
all the time it takes to be ready.
Ready to do what?
To take revenge, André.
Take revenge on the three men who stole his life,
yours
and mine.
- I want to kill them. - That would be too easy.
Too sweet.
No.
We have to rip their hearts out.
- Who are you ?
- I am the Count of Monte Cristo.
- General de Morcerf decided today to leave the army
to devote his life to politics, in the House of Peers.
The French army loses a great soldier,
but France gains a great man.
Fernand de Morcerf
fought at the Moskva River, at Leipzig,
in Türkiye...
Everywhere, at the risk of his life, he defended
a certain idea of ​​the kingdom of France.
Fernand paid in his flesh the price of his commitment and respect
of the word given.
10 years ago, while France's ally
Ali Pasha of Janina was besieged by Turkish troops,
Colonel de Morcerf played it all out.
At the head of a squadron brave soldiers,
he made a breakthrough behind the backs of the Ottomans
to come and lend a hand to his ally.
This act of insane courage
unfortunately will not have been enough, but all French people know it:
"We don't fight hoping for success!
"No! No, it's much more beautiful when it is unnecessary."
Applause
Difficult breathing
He inspires.
Difficult breathing
Is it better?
- You weren't very attentive with Eugénie Danglars.
- Father. - She will have 2 million dowry,
on her wedding day.
Fernand!
- So I have to be careful to his fortune.
He sighs.
- Better one less medal and one more zero.
Hubbub
- Our son is a man of his time. He is a romantic who believes in...
Dark music
He pants.
Return the medal!
Moans
He shouts.
Moans
He pants.
Moans
Fast-paced music
Moans
There !
Moans
He pants.
Groan
He pants.
Dark music
That's enough.
He whistles.
He sighs.
If I had known the honor of your visit, I would have prepared for it.
Tension music
Growls
(In Romanian) Out !
Grunt
Gentlemen... If I had known the honor of your visit,
I would have prepared for it.
I'm sorry to welcome you in an improvised house.
I have only been in France for a short time.
- Count, I am ashamed to bother you,
but we can never thank you enough.
- I'm sure that he would have done the same for me.
Count, I owe you my life.
- I am happy to find yourself on your own two feet.
- I had it repaired, the stock had split.
It's yours now.
- Thank you very much, but I cannot accept.
I already owe you a debt which I don't know how to fulfill.
Calm music
Do you like guns?
Please.
It's one of my most beautiful pieces.
Ottoman style pistol.
- Yes, but under guard in iron engraved with foliage
indicates that this canon is rather of European manufacture.
From Venice, indeed.
You are a connoisseur.
- My father fought against Sultan Khursit
alongside Ali Pasha.
Morcerf.
You are the famous General de Morcerf?
I am very impressed.
Would you be willing to try it?
- Unfortunately, I am expected in the House.
- Next time. - It'll only take a moment.
Calm music
He applauds.
You deserve your reputation,
general.
Let's change the target for you, Albert.
- Make me think never to
challenge you to a duel. Little laugh
- Thank you for leaving me your son a few hours.
I can't wait to know more about this one that providence has put on my path.
- I participate in the hunt of Baron Danglars, Sunday.
Join us.
- I won't be able to, I have to accommodate the son of Prince Cavalcanti.
- Come on, both of you. There will be enough deer.
See you soon.
See you Sunday, I hope.
He groaned.
Everything is fine ?
Dark music
- I kept from my Ottoman stay a little metal souvenir.
Singing in Romanian
- You prefer singing to the music of weapons?
Follow me.
Please forgive me.
I didn't mean to be disrespectful to... to your wife.
- Haydée is not my wife. She's my goddaughter.
After you.
Haydée.
What a wonderful name.
- It's a fairly common first name in Greece.
We could translate it by... modesty or... innocence.
Dark music
- Can I ask you to introduce me to Haydée?
- You seem to be a young man of confidence.
Also, I will introduce you to Haydée, but you must make me a promise.
I'll make it for you in advance.
I'm not kidding.
Never try to seduce her.
So you think I'm dangerous?
No.
But she is.
If you don't keep your promise, she will break your heart
and his.
- But... - She is not yet ready to love.
The secret of his voice is to be looked for in its past.
After his father's assassination, she was sold to a Vlach tribe.
That's where I met her and collected.
You know, there are sorrows and hurts
which take years to heal.
They leave like a veil on souls.
Never try to lift this veil, Albert.
I promise you.
GOOD.
You will walk gently, without a glance for us.
You will not turn around only when I call you.
Haydée.
Albert de Morcerf, I present to you Haydée.
Enchanted.
Nice to meet you, miss.
- And if he doesn't look to meet me?
He will.
Stand up!
To stand up straight is to survive.
Hide that we grew up in poverty, it’s about surviving.
Do you understand? Why, Andrew?
- Because I am the prince Andrea Cavalcanti.
- Cavalcanti, doesn't that mean goat? - What ?
- Don't look surprised. Do you hear me say "what"?
Resume.
I am Prince Andrea Cavalcanti.
- You don't have an accent, prince. How is it done?
- A very strict teacher Made me lose it with a stick.
Insolence. Your elbows.
Dear Count,
- it's nice to meet you. - Allow me a secret.
French life is still unknown to me, please excuse me
if my manners seem to you too Slavic, Neapolitan or Arab.
Barking
- This is the Count of Monte Cristo and Prince Andrea Cavalcanti.
Dark music
- Gentlemen. - Count.
Prince.
- The meeting with your father, as upsetting as it is,
must not distract you from your target: Baron Danglars.
Thanks to the stolen boats, he made his fortune in slavery.
- Your reputation precedes you. - Don't be fooled by his smile.
He's brutal. Not only does he know it, but he boasts of it.
Can I make a confession to you?
French life is still unknown to me, I will ask you to excuse me
if my manners seem to you too Slavic, Neapolitan or Arab.
- When you are rich, you can never be too much of anything.
His daughter is his weak point.
Prince.
Baron.
- Eugenie. - Is the ground good?
- It's perfect. - Then let's go.
On horseback, gentlemen.
Tension music
Barking
Gunshot
Barking
Dark music
Difficult breathing
To you the honour, count.
Thank you,
but I did it a long time ago
the oath to only kill to defend myself.
- So let me come to your defense.
He laughs.
Perfect.
Prince.
You are welcome.
Applause
Let's go to lunch.
Hubbub
Eugenie?
- THANKS. Suzanne, I present to you Prince Andrea Cavalcanti,
the Italian protégé of Monte Cristo.
He watches over me.
My father is afraid that the beauties of Paris make me do stupid things.
You speak perfect French.
- A very strict teacher made me lose your accent with sticks.
- But it's awful. - It's false, above all.
- My mother is French. - What an idiot.
- I'm happy that you were able to join us.
- The hand of your protégé did not tremble.
The animal didn't even suffer.
- And he is a specialist in executions who speaks to you.
Do you often knock heads?
- Much less than before. The fashion is for indulgence.
- Excuse me for stealing the count from you, but I want to introduce him to someone.
- Count. - Gentlemen.
Dark music
Indistinct conversation
Darling.
I finally present to you the Count of Monte Cristo.
Madame de Morcerf. My respects.
Everything is fine ?
Yes, it's...
She inspires.
It's the emotion of meeting the man without whom I would be in tears.
Sir, I owe you my son's life,
and for this benefit I bless you.
Calm music
- You reward me too generously with a simple action.
But I'm happy for sparing you the heartache.
- I proposed to the count to be our guest,
but he has so far refused.
Maybe you will have more luck?
- Will you do me the pleasure and honor to one day be our guest?
Certainly, ma'am.
- Let me step aside. I would hate to monopolize you.
- But... what's going on?
She inspires.
Do you want me to call someone?
Albert.
What do you know about this man?
Mother.
You are always suspicious of my new knowledge,
but the count saved my life.
He is as rich as a king.
What should I fear from him?
You're right.
My terrors are crazy.
Dark music
He screams in rage.
She wakes up suddenly.
She gasps.
Mr. King's Attorney,
it is on my honor, in my capacity lieutenant of the royal armies,
which I attest here that the name Edmond Dantès
testified in my presence and many times
of sympathy for the usurper
and his desire to take up arms to overthrow the monarchy.
These words overwhelm me because Edmond Dantès was my friend,
but I cannot let this crime go unpunished.
I've seen too many men die because of traitors to the country.
- It's not like that that you will find sleep.
I wasn't looking for it.
Do you fear your nightmares?
I'm afraid I won't have any more.
They help me keep my open wounds.
Have you seen it again?
Yes.
- She was also beautiful what in your memories?
- I thought that sorrow would have changed it.
It must have been short-lived.
His eyes were not those of a woman who cried too much.
Sad music
- She will rediscover the taste of tears when they take her husband away.
Piano singing
I'm passing.
200...
over 500.
I give up.
- I wouldn't invite you to my table if you knew how to play.
Laugh
So.
There are only three of us left.
- I'll leave you alone.
Two pairs.
Well done.
Color.
You have way too many hearts.
I'm running away before I ruin my father.
- Come on, Albert. - Yes, that's it,
- go see these ladies. - Unhappy at gambling, happy in love.
He laughs.
I really like your prince.
He's charming.
- I barely know him, to be honest. His father is a business relation.
A good family, without a doubt.
- If by "good" you mean "rich", yes, it is the second fortune of Italy.
Hmm...
The second?
So you know the first one?
Don't make me immodest.
Laughter
Well, people richer than me.
- His family dreams of seeing him marry a girl in Paris, but...
if the son is as fickle as the father, beware.
- Rest assured,
I distrust everyone in general.
And foreigners, in particular.
- I am a foreigner myself.
- You, count, that doesn't count. You are a count.
And it rhymes, did you see?
You are a poet.
- Laughs - About stranger,
L’Impartial has been bought by an Englishman.
Absolutely,
a certain Halifax. A Lord, it seems.
- He buys the newspapers to spread false news
and speculate on the stock market.
He is a bandit of the worst kind.
- You don't seem to like it very much this Lord.
Let's say that I love a lot of people,
but I don't really hate than some people.
- Hating an Englishman is not a sin. It's common sense.
He laughs.
Are you leaving already?
- It's almost midnight. Our carriage will become a pumpkin.
Dark music
Albert.
Miss.
You were going to forget your fan.
Thank you, sir.
- I'm counting on you? - For ?
Join you for dinner
which I am organizing soon in Paris. I found a place to stay.
Well... Of course.
GOOD.
See you soon.
County.
Madame de Morcerf.
You leave when I arrive.
Don't see any connection there.
I wanted to ask your forgiveness.
Ask me for forgiveness?
For my dizziness the other day.
You reminded me of someone that I knew well and who disappeared
in tragic circumstances.
She inspires.
For a moment, I...
It starts again, I can no longer find my words.
She sighs.
- I'm sorry for calling you back to this bad memory.
- Don't worry, it has dissipated.
So much the better.
I wish you a good evening.
County.
She sighs.
The carriage moves away.
Albert.
“Haydee.
“I’m not supposed to write to you. So I'm not writing to you.
Dark music
"I'm not supposed to meet you..."
- I therefore do not suggest to you to find myself at the Jardin des Plantes,
tomorrow at 5 o'clock.
This place, where I will not be tomorrow,
contains the most mysterious flowers from Paris.
You come from a country called the land of clouds and jasmine.
We can count on the Paris sky for the clouds,
I will have jasmine in my buttonhole.
So I won't tell you until tomorrow.
And I'm not telling you that since I saw you,
your voice and your face don't leave me anymore.
Albert.
Soft music
He's not going to denounce us?
He is very loyal to the count,
but he has a weakness for me.
It's a strelitzia.
Where I come from, there were on a path that leads to the sea.
It is also called the bird of paradise,
pasărea paradisului.
Pasărea paradisului?
GOOD.
How come that you don't have a fiancée?
But maybe you have one?
- My father would like that I marry the daughter of a baron.
But I...
I'm looking for one thing that this young lady will never have.
This... indefinite charm which is a woman's what perfume is to the flower.
Or what the flavor is to the fruit. Laugh
- I don't know if Parisiennes like to be picked or tasted,
but not me.
- That's not what I meant. - I was teasing you.
Will you be at the Count's dinner on Saturday?
No. I will serve as an alibi for my mother
who flees worldliness like the plague.
And you ?
I don't know your mother,
I don't know what his tastes are,
but I share his disgust.
Little laugh
Neither he nor his mother will come to dinner.
But Fernand de Morcerf will be present.
What is it?
Are you not talking to me about Albert?
There is nothing to say about it.
It is normal to doubt.
To be afraid. I understand it.
But when the time comes, you need to remember...
I don't need
that you reminded me what his father did to mine.
He placed his lips there.
Dark music
THANKS,
- very expensive. - Of course.
Dear friends.
Good evening, Victoria.
- I was also expecting more spectacular,
no point in making that face.
- There are sure to be surprises inside.
The baby is crying.
Hmm...
He sighs.
He breathes deeply.
- You seem not having much of an appetite.
- I had some before the pig and poultry.
Laughter
This house is... beautiful.
Despite everything, I feel surprised.
Nothing escapes you.
He inspires.
I thought that a man like you would choose a more central neighborhood,
like... the Champs-Elysées or Saint-Germain.
- I just bought this house because I was advised against it.
For what ?
- Well, they say it's haunted. Astonishment of the guests
- A crime would have taken place there... Abominable, years ago.
- Take care, here we have the King's prosecutor.
It's true.
Laughter
A child would have been sacrificed.
He inspires.
It's awful.
- You bought this house despite everything?
You did well.
These ghost stories are nonsense
invented by malicious servants.
Or jealous neighbors.
- Think again, prosecutor.
I lived in Asia and India,
and it's hard to come back without knowing that it actually exists
a world...
invisible, populated by spirits.
When I visited this house, I...
I immediately knew...
I had the strange conviction that a crime had been committed here.
So I asked
- to be left alone. - But...
you weren't afraid?
- If your conscience is pure, ghosts don't haunt you.
They talk to you.
-And what did they tell you? - But yes, what did they tell you?
- That evening, I settled here.
Right in front of that fireplace.
I smoked a little opium to be more receptive.
There is nothing like it to expand the spectrum of your consciousness.
And in the sweetness of the smoke...
Disturbing music
I felt like... in suspension.
I hear a knock in the walls.
Then a second.
He hits.
I put my hand down.
And I hear screaming coming from upstairs. I go up the stairs.
The screams become... moans.
It comes from a room
at the end of the corridor.
Shaky breathing
I push the door and I find myself in a room.
In the middle there is a bed.
I put my hand there.
And I see a woman writhing in pain.
She gives birth to a child. She is alone, abandoned.
She screams.
And then I feel a presence behind my back.
Suddenly.
He hits the table. Victoria screams.
You terrify these ladies.
And you delight us.
Continue, I implore you.
Get over it, you're ruining the party.
I turn around, trembling.
And at this moment,
I hear like a whisper in my ear.
It's the voice of a child.
The voice of a child begging me
to free him.
I finally found a door,
a back door that I hadn't seen.
I push her.
Stairs... They lead to the garden.
And she came back, the child's voice.
He told me he was alone for so long. He was crying.
He calls his mother.
He expires.
That evening, I...
I searched, but...
the garden was too big.
- What... What did you do?
Pardon ?
The garden was too big...
What have you done?
Yes.
He sighs.
The next morning, we dug.
Everywhere.
We uprooted the apple trees, returned the path...
And nothing.
He inspires.
So I sent for a truffle pig from Périgord.
So what?
He inspires.
As he found nothing either,
we ate it this evening.
- Laughs - Wonderful !
- I said well that it was just a fable.
A fable, exactly.
At least, that's what I thought. Until yesterday.
While we were planting
the torches for the reception,
one of them broke cleanly.
We dug there and...
we discovered a chest.
So what?
What was inside?
I don't know.
How so ?
Laugh
I waited for you... to open it.
Dark music
What if there is a body?
We will give him a burial.
Prosecutor, perhaps you wish
open it?
- I beg you, don't open. - That's enough.
- Scream - Abracadabra!
Danglars laughs.
Oh, I don't know
what is true in this story, but you are a magician,
county.
He breathes deeply.
- How is that possible? He spoke as if he had been there.
All these details were... I thought I was going crazy.
- Calm down, please.
- Where is the body of our child? - I don't know.
- Did you put it there? - Yes.
- You told me he was dead! You told me!
Of course he was dead.
- So where is he? - I don't know.
- Where is our child? - I don't know !
Shut up, you're hysterical! I don't know.
She inspires. Calm down.
She gasps.
I know one thing.
It is that before eight days,
I will know who this Mr. Monte Cristo is,
where he comes from, where he goes,
and why he speaks in front of us children who are buried.
Dark music
Danglars is obsessed with money.
He will not be suspicious of the one
who does not ask for one. Morcerf makes me
trust since I saved his son.
Villefort remains.
Villefort is a prosecutor.
He is suspicious.
And thanks to this dinner, Victoria will demand explanations.
So to reassure her and reassure himself,
he will investigate.
And as we always learn more malicious mouths,
it is the count's enemy that he will go to see.
Lord Halifax.
- (English accent) - What do you want to know?
If I can harm him, it will be my pleasure.
- Has the count ever been to Paris? He claims no.
If he had already come, I would know.
- But then, you know where was he 15 years ago?
- (In English) - Yes. In India.
But...
I must say,
At the time, he still amused me.
But after...
Afterwards, what?
One evening, I was correcting a servant
who had been looking for it.
But...
Monte Cristo had developed a passion for these savages,
with their pagan gods, their absurd magic.
Ridiculous beliefs.
So he challenged me to a duel.
For a native?
But yes! A native!
Can you believe it?
He laughs. Oh.
It's hot, don't you think? What heat!
Bring me my fan, for heaven's sake!
We're suffocating here!
Not this one. He groans.
THANKS.
He blows.
He sniffs.
Hmm. And you,
Monsieur de Villefort?
What did he do to you?
Nothing.
I don't know if I should count it among my friends or my enemies.
- If he was your enemy, you would already know that.
He has faults, but he is not man to hide his intentions.
Hmm.
But...
be careful.
Mr. Prosecutor.
Dark music
If he becomes your friend,
this will make you my enemy.
Of course.
He laughs.
Yes.
Thank you, Mr. de Villefort, it was very pleasant
to discuss with you, but I have a lot to do.
Thank you.
Mr. Prosecutor.
Victor.
Count?
- Get the horses ready, we are going back.
Now that Villefort let down his guard,
we can prepare our attack.
I'm going south.
I'm coming back for the Danglars party for his daughter's 20th birthday.
I'm counting on you,
André, to get closer to her.
And on you, Haydée, to bewitch Albert.
He whispers.
- Go for it.
She laughs. GOOD.
- It can hold up to 600 negroes, 700 by pushing a little, but...
I am a humanist.
I named it The Hercules.
- My mother said that's the line people destined for great things.
And that's your... love line.
And there I read that...
I have to tell you something.
Dark music
Yes ?
I would like to love you,
- but I can't. - I know.
You will not offer me
the feelings that you have for Suzanne.
It will be our secret.
- It will be our secret. He will be well guarded.
- I know what it is than being double.
Of not being able to say who we are.
I'll be your alibi.
Little laugh
Sigh
Hubbub
The time has come to redeem yourself.
Rhythmic music
Inaudible words
I live again in dreams
every second of these moments with you.
I will take it into my night the memory of your eyes,
and I don't want to talk to anyone
so as not to waste the echo of your words
which still trembles in my heart.
I keep your score close to me.
I love it for the image that she gives me of you,
but also and above all for the memory that she will carry forever,
that of a moment of life which is worth a lifetime.
Dark music
Hubbub
Neighing
Hubbub
- See you later. - See you later.
Prince.
They laugh.
- Eugenie. This party is in your image, alive and joyful.
Thanks, Andrea.
- Will you be among your guests? the Count of Monte Cristo?
17.
17?
- You are the 17th to ask myself the question.
- And what do you answer to everyone?
That there will be no 18th. There it is.
Dark music
- Excuse me.
Miss.
- Count. Did your trip go well? - Wonderfully.
- Thank you. - Eugénie is impatient
to see you again, miss.
Count, will you allow me?
My pleasure.
- Does the count know that we saw each other?
I didn't tell him anything.
- Is he capable of having guessed? - God only knows what he is capable of.
They're beautiful, aren't they?
They seem so eager to live.
We are always in a hurry to be happy.
No ?
- Do me the honor of your arm.
I want to take a few steps.
Your hand is shaking.
You seem to be cold.
- We have, in my family, cold hands but warm heart.
Here. This will warm us up.
Our grapes are less good than in Sicily
but you will be forgiving with our northern sun.
I regret.
Please forgive me, but...
I never drink.
Will you eat something?
I'm going to have to decline again.
- Mr. Count, there is an Arab custom who makes friends forever
those who shared bread and salt under the same roof.
I know her, madam.
But we are in Paris and not in Tangier.
Here there is no more eternal friendship than sharing bread and salt.
- But finally... We're friends, aren't we?
But definitely.
Why wouldn't we be?
- So, in the absence of bread and salt, share with me some memories.
- What do you want to know?
- Is it true that you have seen so much,
traveled so much,
suffered so much?
- What makes you say that?
Your eyes.
- There is a desire in every traveler to find or run away from something.
Did you find it?
I haven't finished my journey.
Do you live alone?
I have no sister, no son, no father.
I only have Haydée who, I am sure, will leave me soon.
- How can you live like this,
without anything Who connects you to life?
I loved a young woman.
That I was going to marry.
Years ago.
But when the war came and took me away from her...
He sighs.
Sad music
I thought she would love me enough to wait for me.
To remain faithful to me to the tomb.
But when I came back,
she was married.
Maybe I had the heart weaker than the others.
I suffered more than they would have done.
- That's all. - Has this love remained in your heart?
We only really love once.
No ?
- Have you seen her again?
Never.
Never ?
Never.
She breathes deeply.
She swallowed.
- Have you forgiven him your suffering?
- We cannot forgive only to those who ask us for forgiveness.
- What if she asked you for forgiveness Today ?
Smash Hubbub
Man's cry
Dark music
- Buy L’Impartial! The Danglars fleet stolen from Marseille!
L’Impartial, ladies and gentlemen! The Impartial!
Buy!
- How can you steal boats? in a port in broad daylight?
They were insured, at least?
In your opinion?
Danglars shares collapse on the stock market.
But thanks to the army telegraph,
Danglars will quickly learn that nothing actually happened.
You had to steal his boats.
Everything comes in time to those who wait.
You are saved. Your boats have nothing.
- What ? - L’Impartiallied.
- Little laugh - "The Danglars fleet is still
“afloat moored at the port of Marseille”!
He laughs.
He sighs. THANKS. Thank you, my friends.
- Danglars will remember my words and he will think...
- That it's a move from the new boss from L’Impartial,
our dear Lord Halifax.
Exactly.
Little laugh
- Monte Cristo was right.
The Englishman uses his newspaper to speculate on my back.
Must publish a denial.
He pants.
Especially not.
I don't understand. It's necessary...
Shh!
Do you hear?
Listen.
The nice noise.
That nice little noise.
The sound of falling money.
I don't understand either.
- Think about it. He knows something that no one knows yet.
Imagine: you are playing poker and you know your opponent's game.
- What are you doing ? - I'll restart.
Stocks are at their lowest.
If I buy them again, in two days, I would have made a huge added value.
My best shot.
Buy back your shares?
How much would it take?
- 500 million. - 500 million?
- 500 million. But we have to do it today.
Before the market closes and before let this scum from Halifax do it.
- How to find 500 million by this evening?
He inspires.
- By going to see the greatest enemy of this Lord Halifax.
Dramatic music
He inspires.
I'm sorry, baron, but...
the sea has always brought me bad luck.
I will not buy your shares.
- Count. - However,
I never refuse to help a friend and to punish an enemy.
So I will lend you this money and you can do with it what you want.
Little laugh
Satisfied laughter
- And I can guarantee you an interest rate of 20%.
- I will lend you money without interest.
In Sicily, they say:
"You will not get rich on the back of a friend."
I insist.
I had a mortgage drawn up on all of my property.
So there is none for 500 million, but...
200 million, that, I promise.
No, baron, your word is enough for me.
In France, we say:
"The right accounts make good friends."
- So be it. Out of friendship, I accept your personal guarantees.
- In a week, I will have reimbursed you.
- We are going to make you throat to this Halifax.
A complaint is ready.
I will take care of it myself to bring against him at trial.
- I can't wait to be in court to witness this execution.
Dark music
- Lord Halifax, owner of L’Impartial,
called to the stand today
to answer defamation charges,
had to leave the country in a hurry.
Exclamations
But he commits that his representative
be in this court at 2 p.m.
Bell
Panic cries
Mr. Judge, the comedy has gone on long enough.
We're not on the boulevards.
Hubbub
- I ask the representative of Mr. Halifax to make himself known.
- What are you doing? It's not over yet.
- I am the representative of Lord Halifax.
Cries of astonishment
I am in front of you
because The Impartial is accused for spreading false news.
But I affirm here
that the Danglars boats have indeed disappeared.
- Anything, my fleet is in Marseille!
It's a joke!
Hubbub
- What proof do you have? - It will be enough for you
to contact the captaincy of Marseille.
- So you persist in your statements?
- I persist and I sign, Mr. Justice.
But I want to do it under my real name.
Do you have a fake one?
- People know me under the name of Andrea Cavalcanti.
After years on the streets, I was taken in by a great
and rich family of the Italian aristocracy.
I grew up a thief
and I ended up a prince.
It's not a more honest profession, but much more pleasant.
Laughter
It's here, in Paris, that I finally found my real father.
Dark music
I was born on November 3, 1815.
In Auteuil.
He inspires.
- Judge, is that...
the accused could present evidence what is he saying?
- I'm coming, Mr. Prosecutor. Little laugh
Your patience will be rewarded.
I'm the bastard of an aristocrat Frenchman and his mistress!
Exclamations
My mother doesn't know I'm alive because... my father
told him that I was dead at birth.
He wrapped me in a cloth and buried me alive.
Exclamations
- You speak, sir, of an attempted infanticide.
This is what should have happened
if my aunt hadn't taken me out of the ground.
Who are you accusing?
A respectable man...
that you all know.
His weapons are on this linen.
Exclamations
My father...
is none other than man that I have in front of me.
The Villefort prosecutor.
Exclamations
Silence !
- Or I'll evacuate the room. - Slander!
I will sue you!
Mr. Cavalcanti,
do you measure the gravity of your accusations?
I will not be satisfied with a cloth, even stained with blood.
- The prosecutor will bring you proof of what I say.
- But you are delirious! - Father.
He sighs.
Don't force my mother to come and testify.
She has, I think, already suffered enough.
Shaky breathing
Sad music
Exclamations
The trial is suspended
the time of an investigation. Let's evacuate the room!
And one.
Come on, Victoria, come on! Pardon.
Let us pass.
- Why didn't you tell me the truth?
- Your father wanted me as a son-in-law, but...
it can't be, your mother is also mine.
Don't forget your lifelines.
Be happy, sister.
Shaky breathing
Count!
This story makes no sense. We are swimming in delirium.
My boats, yesterday, were still in Marseille. I...
I'm going to need a... a deadline to reimburse you.
If... He inspires.
You have nothing left, baron.
Everything that was yours is mine.
The only thing left to you, these are these clothes.
Leave Paris and maybe that I won't leave your wife
and your daughter starves.
But anyway, count, I...
Do you find me brutal, baron?
(Not only do I know it,)
(but I brag about it.)
Shaky breathing
You should take your wife home.
She is very pale.
And two.
Dark music
Father !
From Angèle.
He groaned.
Shaky breathing
- Get out of the way!
No !
Gunshot
Dramatic music
Panic cries
Difficult breathing
For what ?
Sob
Difficult breathing
Don't cry.
Sad music
Shaky breathing
She sobs.
We knew it would end like this.
We knew it.
Haydée!
He disobeyed.
Disobeyed?
Disobeyed what?
You didn't teach him than hatred.
You put this dagger in his hand.
It's your pain that speaks.
I loved him like a son.
Mocking laughter
Dark music
Do you love me too?
Me too, you are ready to sacrifice myself for your revenge?
It's not revenge.
It's justice.
Don't forget your tears, Haydée, your mother's cries
and the blood of your father.
And the name of the one who betrayed them.
Don't forget his name!
Shaky breathing
She screams.
She cries.
He inspires.
If you love me
how I love you, don't try to see me again.
You are too noble of heart not to understand.
I keep my strength to fight against myself and drink my tears.
Be happy far from me, you deserve it.
Door
Tension music
Albert?
He pants.
Albert.
You are crazy.
You can't stay.
- Haydée, I've only known you for a short time...
Leave.
Flee from me as one flees the plague.
- I will make you unhappy. - But run away with me.
I swear to you, Haydée,
instead of despair, This is the happiness I promise you.
- You don't know me. You don't know the count.
Haydée...
- If you love me how I love you...
Shaky breaths
Say goodbye to me.
I beg you.
Sad music
Say it!
So I'll tell you
by attesting to God, who reads the depths of my heart...
I wish you a happy life without my memory.
Farewell, my love.
This look.
Without you, my life is lost.
My misfortune, certain.
- What are you going to do?
- But rest assured, I will keep my promise.
But please, will you live?
What matters to you?
In your eyes, I am already dead.
Let's run away.
Haydée.
If you want to join the Morcerf family,
Albert deserves to know
your story.
If you stay silent, I will be forced to speak in your place.
Do I really need to speak
in your name?
Count, please.
Haydée is the girl...
Stop!
I'm going to speak.
Gloomy music
My father was an illustrious man known as Ali Tebelin.
Pasha of Janina.
I was 10 years old
when we killed him before my eyes and those of my mother.
He had received a French soldier
who was our ally.
Pierced by a dozen bullets,
my father
found the strength to stand
and shot the man who sold it
by putting out his eye.
I never saw my mother again.
This officer sold me as a slave
to a Vlach tribe in the Balkans.
- His name was... - That's enough.
Albert.
- You manipulated me. - I warned you.
- You used me. - You might regret your words.
- Do you think you're scaring me? - Don't provoke me.
Albert, please.
Count!
- You took everything from me. Except my name, which you have soiled.
No !
Oh, Count, I beg you.
I take your glove as discarded.
I'll return it to you rolled around a ball tomorrow.
Shaky breathing
Door
You have no pity?
- Did they have any for Edmond Dantès?
Look at me.
I am nothing more than the armed arm of the deaf and blind fatality.
Shaky breathing
He pants.
Fernand de Morcerf will know what my father experienced.
She gasps.
If you kill Albert,
you will no longer be able to say: “God is for me, with me.”
You will be an assassin.
Shaky breathing
- The Bible says that the sons will pay for the crimes of their fathers.
Calm music
Jacopo, follow her.
He loads his gun.
Leave us, Jacopo.
Madam.
What are you doing here?
Edmond, you will not kill my son.
- What name did you say?
Yours.
It's not Madame de Morcerf
who is in front of you is Mercedes.
I don't know anyone by that name.
Shaky breathing
I recognized you as soon as I saw you.
And even without seeing you, I would have recognized your voice.
My mind struggled, but my heart knew. Since then, I have been following you, watching you,
I'm looking for what you want in Morcerf.
Fernand, you mean, madame.
Since we remember our first names.
The culprit is me.
It's me who lacked strength in the face of your absence.
It was me who lacked faith when you die.
- Me ! - For what ? Why were you alone?
Why was I absent? Why was I arrested?
Why was I given up for dead?
I don't know.
Shaky breathing
- I imagine he doesn't write to you anymore love letters,
but you will easily recognize his writing.
So.
Look, Mercedes.
This is what your husband wrote
in Villefort 20 years ago.
Soft music
He inspires.
I must take revenge, Mercedes. It has to be.
Shaky breathing
- Then take revenge, Edmond.
But on the culprits.
Take revenge on Fernand who betrayed you, take revenge on me, but spare Albert.
If you knew all the prayers...
She sobs.
If you knew all the tears that I paid...
- Did you lose your father in solitude?
Did you see the person you loved in the arms of your rival?
- Did you see all this? - No.
Yes.
- But I see the man that I never stopped loving
ready to become my son's murderer.
- What do you want?
Do you want your son to live?
He will live.
She inspires.
THANKS.
Thank you, Edmund.
Shaky breathing
She laughs.
I'll find you again.
As I always dreamed of you, as I have always loved you.
We must say goodbye.
Farewell ?
If I give up on taking justice into my own hands,
I give up what keeps me alive.
The duel will take place tomorrow.
Farewell, Mercedes.
Shaky breathing
Calm music
Mr. Albert de Morcerf,
you publicly provoked the Count of Monte Cristo.
The duel will take place at 20 paces, at my command.
Priority to the offended.
In position.
Come on, gentlemen.
Fire !
He inspires.
Shaky breathing
Fire !
Neighing
Door
She gasps.
- I think I see in your eyes a glimmer of disappointment.
- I will never forgive you for taking his life
and for ripping out my heart.
So you loved him.
What if I loved him?
Everything made me hate him, but do we know why we fall in love?
No matter how hard we try to reason with each other, it's too late.
We lost our balance.
Your secret voice whispers to you that there is no more chance.
But instead of listening to this voice, It’s yours that I listened to.
I would have made his misfortune and mine!
What am I going to do with this love that I didn't give him?
Of those words that I didn't say to him?
- Sob - You told him.
Rhythmic music
And he heard them.
Sighs of relief
Albert...
Shaky breaths
Count!
Run away now.
Run away and leave no one steal your happiness.
Dark music
Edmund!
Edmund, show yourself!
I was waiting for you.
You finally show your true face.
I tried to find out yours.
Knowing who you were.
So I followed in your footsteps.
I've been everywhere you've been.
I met them all:
your friends, your brothers in arms, your enemies, all...
Who have you not betrayed?
Who have you remained loyal to?
Everywhere, you showed your true face.
I lost
faith in man,
the day you betrayed me.
You should have killed me.
It's never too late.
Rhythmic music
Moans
Moans of pain
Moans
Cry of rage
Moans
Cry
He groaned in pain.
Thunder
Dantes groaned.
Thunder
He groaned.
Metallic squeak
He groaned.
Metallic squeak
Thunder Moans
Cry of rage
Moans
Gloomy music
Moans
He pants.
Moans
Cry of rage
Moans
They gasp.
Moans
Sad music
Shaky breathing
Moans
Shaky breathing
Dark music
He inspires.
Difficult breathing
Get up.
Moans
Difficult breathing
- Look at me.
Look at me!
He pants.
- Kill me.
- We always find greatness to the dead.
We end up forgiving them.
I don't want to be forgiven.
Calm music
Mercedes, I came to say goodbye to you
where life tore us away from each other,
21 years ago today.
So many things broke inside me and around me since,
that the man you knew is no more.
I promised to love you until I die
and still a long time later,
and I will always love you,
but it is no longer in my power to bring you happiness.
I can't offer you anymore than consolation.
Your son will be happy.
Albert and Haydée will live history that we could not live.
Happiness to our children
who will survive us and taste the sweetness of love.
By writing to you, I'm living my last moments with you.
Everything afterward will just be memories.
I will take them with me to the sea,
the only place on earth where everything is horizon
and where there are no traces left by men.
Live and be happy.
Never forget,
until the day when providence will perhaps bring us together again,
that all human wisdom is in these two words:
to wait for
and hope.
Edmond Dantes,
Count of Monte Cristo.
Epic music
Rhythmic music
Singing in Romanian
Subtitling: TransPerfect Media France