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Ladies and gentlemen,\ngood evening.

When he visits\nhis fiancée,

...the young man saw a young woman struggling to fight destiny.

However, none of them are yet aware of the cruel fate that is silently bearing down on them.

Act 7: The Secret Flower Garden

Hey!

Count!

Albert.

What happened?

She isn't feeling well. Haidee is unaccustomed to crowds.

You needn't concern yourself. We will meet again.

Let's go back in.

Okay?

I wonder what it was\nthat Haidee saw?

She looked as if she...

You saw him? You saw that man?

I've heard that you are\nengaged to be married...

Yes.

Are you happy?

I... I don't think I will be able\nto restrain myself tonight.

I'm sorry. Please excuse me.

I wonder if Haidee\nis okay?

Who cares about the Count's mistress?

She isn't like that. He cares for her.

Like a master is kind towards\nhis pet dog.

Don't put the Count on the same level\nas people like that!

The Count and Haidee have... Um...

A relationship as two independent adults. Where they both care for each other and...

Forget about other people. What about you?

How do you feel\nabout Eugenie?

You're not one\nto talk.

"The aristocracy doesn't marry for love,\nthey marry for money and honor."

Is what Maximilien said\nstill bothering you?

He was right. As much\nas I hate to admit it.

That's how marriages work,\nyou know?

I'm not getting married\nbecause I want to, either.

Baron Franz d'Epinay! I'd like a word.

Why aren't you with\nyour fiancée?

How is that any of\nyour business?

Don't you love her?!

I like her.

I like her as just\nanother girl.

How can you talk\nlike that?!

Wait a minute, Maximilien! Let me handle this. Okay?

If she's your fiancée, you should love her with all your heart!

You didn't have to\nsay it like that.

I said what was on my mind,\nthat's all.

You're too irresponsible.

You're always like that.

I guess I'm no different.

I've never been in love with someone,\nnot like he is.

Albert, what do you think it means to be in love with someone?

It's nothing but trouble.

I'll let you do what you can\nto straighten this out.

What? Hey! Wait!

Let's do it.

I can't go through\nwith it...

What are you talking about?

Just do it like we planned,\nand you'll do fine!

First off,\nyou compliment her!

Compliment her? On what?

On anything! Her dress! Her makeup!

That's Crown Prosecutor Villefort. He's Valentine's father.

Isn't he scary?

Even small-time crooks get the death penalty\nwhen he gets his hands on them.

That's Valentine's mother. They're not related by blood, though.

Edouard! Come here\nthis instant!

Edouard, her younger brother. He and Valentine have different mothers.

I don't wanna!

Take a look. Aren't these\nbeautiful horses?

I hate horses!

I'm sorry, he can be such a handful. I'm so embarrassed.

Is Valentine coming?

That girl seems to prefer\nstaying at home.

I hate Valentine, too!

They'll be coming soon.

It's nothing, Grandfather.

Mademoiselle, the Viscount Albert\nde Morcerf is here to see you.

Hi.

About last night...

I think he has something that\nhe wants to say to you.

Go on.

Um...

I'm sorry, I have to prepare\nmy grandfather's dinner...

Hey! Wait!

I'm in...

I've fallen in love\nwith you!

I love you!

Geez, our plans have\ngone out the window!

That's enough from you! I'll talk to\nher first, so you go wait over there!

I love you!

I think she knows that!

I'm sorry if we startled you. This wasn't what we had in mind.

He must have been\nmaking fun of me.

No! He meant it!

What's this all about? Why now?

Maximilien meant\nwhat he said.

He's just a little... clumsy\nat expressing himself.

I don't want to hear what he has to say. I'm already...

Franz has told me\nhow he feels.

He says that he only thinks of you as the\nfiancée chosen for him by his parents.

But you feel the same way,\ndon't you?

That's why he says you should\ndo what you want.

He might not have a title, but Maximilien\nis a fine soldier and an honest man.

And most important of all,\nhe's deeply in love with you.

I'm sure that he'll\nmake you...

Please leave.

No one... No one considers\nwhat I want.

Valentine...

Get out.

I will now pass judgment.

The defendant is found guilty of the crimes\nof larceny and insulting the aristocracy,

...and is hereby sentenced\nto death.

There were extenuating\ncircumstances!

You'll get no sympathy\nfrom me!

Trash like you disturb the\npublic order of the kingdom...

You have a visitor.

Hey. Do you miss\nthe outside world?

Are you getting along\nwith Valentine?

I've heard that you\nbeat her severely.

Who on earth\ntold you that?!

It's just a rumor.

I like to think that I'm attentive\nas can be to that girl.

Just because she's the daughter of his old wife doesn't mean that l...

Driver? Aren't we going\na little too fast?

It's not me, Madame!

The horses! They aren't obeying me!

You are not harmed, I trust?

Why, it's the Count\nof Monte Cristo!

We have you to thank\nfor our lives.

It was fortunate indeed that I had on hand\none who is skilled in the handling of horses.

You look weird! Are you an alien?

Don't be such\na rascal!

Curiosity is a sign\nof intelligence.

We still don't know\nyour name...

This is the Count\nof Monte Cristo.

He and my husband\nare practically family.

I heard something about you buying\nthe late Prince's booth at the opera...

How embarrassing.

It is not my custom to attract\nundue attention to myself,

...but there were no other\nseats to be had.

This is Héloise, the wife of Crown Prosecutor Villefort.

Then one might say that you are the\nwife of Paris' guardian angel.

You're such a flatterer.

Your horses still seem\nto be agitated.

Allow us to return you\nto your homes.

If the good Madame Villefort is amenable, I shall see to it personally.

Oh, my...

I've never seen her\nlike that before.

Madame has returned!

Maximilien! Hurry!

Barrois! Tea for our guest!

Please, that won't be\nnecessary, Madame.

Please, call me Héloise, Count.

Valentine! We have\na visitor!

Mademoiselle says that\nshe is feeling unwell.

Honestly, that girl... Valentine!

Can't you even come out and say hello to our guest?!

Valentine!

She is utterly miserable.

Maybe you're right.

I can tell.

Deep down, her heart\nyearns for freedom.

But she is averting her eyes\nfrom those feelings.

You might be right.

She is delicate\nand fragile!

Can't you hear her soul\ncrying out?!

I can hear it,\nall right.

It says, "No one considers\nwhat I want."

I don't. Neither do you. None of us do.

That girl is always making\ntrouble for me.

Perhaps she gets it from her late mother. She's sickly and stays cooped up indoors.

I'm trying my best to raise her\nto be more sociable, but...

"She's gonna die young." Isn't that what you said, Mama?

Edouard! You and\nyour nonsense!

I feel sorry for my\nown child, too.

Valentine stands to inherit the fortune\nof her grandfather, Monsieur Noirtier,

...as well has that of the Marquis Saint-Meran on her mother's side,

...but this boy will\nreceive nothing.

It saddens me\nto hear that.

Siblings should be equally fortunate, even if unrelated by blood.

He's got fangs\nlike a vampire!

Edouard! You're making me angry!

Vampire! Vampire!

He's a blue-faced vampire!

I'm sorry, he's such\na rude boy...

Not at all, he is\na darling child.

To apologize for his behavior, shall I show you to my secret place?

It's a modest little refuge.

I'm worried about her.

But there is nothing that I can do for her...

What is it?

So, this greenhouse is your refuge... It is magnificent.

You flatter me.

These flowers might be\nmy only friends.

Belladonna. Mandragora. Datura.

Your favorite flowers all share a fascinating trait, Madame.

What might that be?

In each of them, their beautiful petals\nconceal a deadly poison.

I had no idea...

Hey!

My love of horticulture grew\ninto an interest in botany.

It isn't a woman's place to be\ninterested in such things.

Could it be that you also have\nan interest in toxicology?

Why would I be interested\nin such horrible things?

Horrible? Why should\nit be horrible?

Toxicology and pharmacology\nare two sides of the same coin.

Also, nothing is more enticing\nto human beings than poison.

Am I mistaken?

Poisons that steal a man's\nlife away in an instant.

Poisons that kill slowly\nand leave no trace of itself.

One must wonder how\nmany poisonings...

...have been consigned to the darkness,\nknown to no one.

And one more thing.

There is a beauty to those who have\nbeen captivated by poison's charms.

Hey! Gentlemen don't peep into\nother people's windows!

This trinket is commonly referred to\nas a Borgia Ring.

Come. Press on the stone\nand see what happens.

It is said that Lucrezia Borgia used these to dispatch countless people.

And among her victims\nwas her own husband...

That ring belongs\nto you, Madame.

I'm so happy...

It is nothing, a mere\ngetting-acquainted gift.

Grandfather...

I want to go somewhere\nfar away.

To some faraway place where\nno one knows who I am.

It's nothing but trouble.

Benedetto! Take a look\nout the left window.

That's Viscount Albert\nde Morcerf.

A party at\nthe Count's villa.

In the labyrinth, we cross paths\nwith a beautiful, horrible past.

Next time on Gankutsuou, The Count of Monte Cristo, Act 8:

Act 8: A Night in Boulogne

..."A Night in Boulogne."

Bide your time,\nand hold out hope!