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Get your moccoletti! How 'bout a moccoletto!

Act 1: At Journey's End, We Meet

Franz!

Franz!

Why, hello, Marquise!

When did you\narrive on Luna?

I made a loop around the inner planets. I arrived only yesterday.

I see. You arrived just in time to catch the end of Carnival.

And by the way... Who is this?

Ma'am!

My traveling companion,\nas well as my best friend.

Viscount Albert de Morcerf.

I am pleased to make your\nacquaintance, Madame.

My... You're the son\nof General Morcerf.

Well, well...

Is this your first time on Luna? I suggest you enjoy yourself, then.

This is a city where all your desires can\nbe fulfilled, no matter what they may be.

Apparently, he styles\nhimself a count.

But I'm not so sure.

Regardless, Luna's high society has been abuzz\nwith rumors about him this past month.

There are some who say that he's a nouveau riche\nwho made his fortune on the frontier,

...or that he's an alien\nfrom outer space,

...or even that he's a monster in human form, or a vampire.

That might be going\na little far...

Excuse me, but what\nis he called?

What is his name?

The Count of Monte Cristo.

"Death is certain,\nits hour uncertain."

Are you sure you weren't dreaming or\nsomething? Daydreaming or whatever?

Get serious. This proves\nthat it was real.

And?

I'm gonna use it to make his acquaintance. To meet the Count.

Are you crazy? It's a huge hassle.

Don't do it. You have no idea who this guy really is.

You think so?

Sure I do!

Begging monsieur's pardon, but are you Viscount Morcerf from room 405?

Y-Yes. Yes, that's me.

I have a message from my master, the Count of Monte Cristo.

Well? What do\nyou think?

What do I think\nof what?

Why would he want to talk to two\ncomplete strangers like us?

His note said that he wanted\nto establish friendly relations...

...with fellow aristocrats who were staying\nin the same hotel, didn't it?

What a coincidence...

I'm not so sure.

There you go again. You're such a worrywart.

At least stay and have\ndinner with the man.

I have some doubts about whether\nthis guy is even a real aristocrat.

This is Luna, remember? He's almost certainly a con-

How do you do, messieurs. I am called\nthe Count of Monte Cristo.

Thank you for coming.

Come now,\nthis won't do.

When a man has come all the way to Luna,\nhe simply must try these dishes.

Are you sure? We're the only ones\nwho are eating.

You haven't touched anything\nall through dinner.

Please, you needn't concern\nyourselves about me.

Just as journeys traveled alone are dull,\ndaily meals eaten alone have no flavor.

For me, speaking with guests as I am now\nis the greatest feast I could wish for.

Please, help yourselves.

Incidentally, what did you\nthink of the opera today?

Speaking for myself, I don't normally see operas very often,

...but I couldn't help being\ndrawn into the story!

Oh, I see.

So, Monsieur Albert, are you saying\nthat you have someone...

...whom you pine away for,\njust as in the play?

No, of course not!

Come on, 'fess up.

Eugenie and I were chosen\nfor each other by our parents.

I've never been in love like the\nmain character of that opera.

It's the same with everything\nelse in my life.

Something that I can\nlose myself in.

Something that will grab my\nheart and never let go.

I set out on this journey\nto find that something.

Why are you trying to make it\nsound so noble?

As I recall, the goal of this little quest had\nmore to do with what's below your waist.

Franz! Cut it out!

Oh, youth is\na wonderful thing.

Endless possibilities. Hopes. And ardent passion.

Count, have you ever been\nin love like that?

I have.

What sort of woman\nwas she?

Hey! Don't be rude!

To be honest, I, too, once had feelings for a certain woman.

As well as dreams of a future\nwith this woman.

However...

...all of them ended as nothing\nmore than dreams.

In short, those dreams\nwere only dreams.

And in those dreams' stead\nstands the man that I have become.

Bertuccio! Coffee for our guests.

At once.

I thank you for the honor\nof your company tonight.

Not at all, sir! The honor was ours!

I would like you to join me for luncheon\non my balcony tomorrow. What say you?

Really? We'd be honored to...

We're terribly sorry, Count.

We appreciate your kind offer,\nbut we couldn't possibly accept.

Luna's public executions are the highlight of Carnival.

The festivities reach their peak\nas the blood of heinous criminals...

...washes away\nthe crowd's sins.

One cannot speak of experiencing Luna's Carnival without having seen this spectacle.

Is that not so, Monsieur Albert?

Y-Yes, sir. You're exactly right, Count!

In that case, I shall await you here\nin this room again tomorrow.

Pleasant dreams\nto both of you.

Hey! Albert!

Yeah?

What's the matter? You don't look so good.

It was cold. His hand was as cold as ice...

It was like a\ncorpse's hand...

Who are today's condemned?

One is a man who committed murder\nout of poverty.

One is a man who committed murder\nover a love affair.

And the third is a man who slaughtered\nan entire family to steal their possessions.

All three are heinous criminals\nwho are beyond forgiveness.

I did it to feed my family! I had to!

My beloved wife and child,\nplease forgive me!

Please, spare me...

Stop that! Stop it at once!

My Lord Cardinal! I didn't murder anyone!

My rival framed me! I'm innocent!

Please, undo\nthese chains!

You have to\nbelieve me!

I bet they're just saying anything\nthat might earn them a reprieve.

I didn't do it! I didn't do anything!

You moron! Shut your trap!

I'm sick of you and\nyour damn whining!

As for me, I killed\nten people!

Women and children, I killed 'em all!

How's that?! Live it up,\nyou bastards!

C'mon! I wanna see some more\nhappy faces out there!

Today's card is\nmost entertaining.

What say you?

Why don't we have a bit of sport\nwith this?

A sideshow to the execution,\nas it were.

I have here\na single letter.

It is a letter of pardon that was given to me by the Cardinal.

How in the world did you\nget something like that?

Unfortunately, I have but\nthis one letter of pardon.

To make the choice\nan impartial one,

...I have written the initials of one of\nthe condemned men on each card.

Now, please choose\none of them.

Come now, it's nothing more\nthan a little game.

Just a minute, Count!

If that's the case, shouldn't we hear\nwhat they have to say first?!

My good Monsieur Franz,\nwe are not judges.

Regardless of what we do,\nthey are going to die.

I merely suggest that we make use\nof that fact in order to enjoy ourselves.

At this moment, we have in our hands the\npower to offer the hand of salvation to them.

Why do you hesitate to make use of that power to do good?

Yes, it almost feels as if one has become God, does it not?

What are you thinking?!

You're using people's lives\nas a game?! You're crazy!

Come on, let's go. Albert!

A game? Yes, it is a game.

Our own lives are pieces that are toyed with\nas part of someone else's game.

Has it ever seemed\nthat way to you?

I wouldn't know.

Let's go! Come on!

I was of the opinion that you and I would be friends, Monsieur Albert.

This is most disappointing.

You set out on your journey\nin order to find something.

To find and grab hold of a new you. Through the exertion of your own will.

Come on, Albert,\nlet's go!

Albert!

I'll... I'll do it!

Don't do it! You'll be sorry you did!

It's just a game. Isn't it, Count?

No! No!

Albert...

No!

Albert!

A pardon has been issued\nby the Cardinal!

The condemned man\nwho is to be pardoned is...

...Rocca Briori, also known as Peppino!

How do ya\nlike that?!

Thank you! Thanks oh so much!

Long live His Excellency\nthe Cardinal!

Monsieur Albert, you have\ndone a good deed.

Truly a good deed.

Now, the show\nis beginning.

Kill him! Kill him!

Kill him! Kill him!

You mustn't look away, Monsieur Albert.

Not for an instant.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Don't hold back, Baptistin.

Please forgive me.

My vengeance...

...is now set in motion.

Hey, let's go to a cafe or something\nto clear our heads.

Or how about hitting\nthe red-light district?

Oh, right. I forgot. Sorry about that. You hate that sort of thing, don't you?

I guess there's always\nthe casino...

Please, don't talk to me\nabout gambling!

What's gotten into you?

You were the one who was dying\nto see it in the first place.

And then you let the Count\ntalk you into...

I know that!

I know that! I know all that!

"I brought this on my own head, and that's\nwhy I'm angry! I'm angry at myself!" Right?

You're always fussing\nover me!

Are you my girlfriend? Are you my mother?!

Are you?

I'm going back to the hotel\nto get ready for the ball.

What about you?

You alone?

Tonight is the last night of Carnival. You shouldn't be alone on a night like this.

I want to be alone. Today was the worst day of my life.

Albert...

Hey, don't be\nin such a rush...

Are you going to come?

A passing fling on Luna. It was a trap set by bandits.

Moment by moment, the hour\nof death approaches.

Next time on Gankutsuou, The Count of Monte Cristo, act 2:,

Act 2: Until the Sun Rises Over the Moon

Next time on Gankutsuou, The Count of Monte Cristo, act 2:,

..."Until the Sun Rises Over the Moon".

..."Until the Sun Rises Over the Moon".

Bide your time,\nand hold out hope!