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Ladies and gentlemen,\ngood evening.

Anguish. Anxiety.

Because his soul is so\npure and innocent,

...it is all the more susceptible to\nbecoming troubled and tarnished.

The tarnish becomes an indelible stain,\nand the stain gradually spreads.

When one is no longer\nable to trust others,

...is that when one truly\nbecomes an adult?

Act 15: The End of Happiness, The Beginning of Truth

It's amazing how tiny and insignificant\nthe world we live on is.

Yes. In the vast cosmos,\nit is but a grain of sand.

And what's more, separated from Earth by\na distance of 2:5 light years as we now are,

...the light you are now seeing\nis that of 25 years ago.

25 years?

Indeed. 25 years.

I'm glad that you brought me\nwith you.

Seen from space, all the things that I was\nagonizing over seem so insignificant.

Perhaps, but hatred and malice are\namplified in the darkness of space.

Everyone's gone away... Franz has left, and so has Albert.

I'm sorry for asking you to meet me\non such short notice, Franz.

That's all right, I'm glad I had the chance to see you.

I'm planning on setting out\non a trip for a while.

Is Albert going\nwith you?

Apparently, he went off somewhere\non a trip of his own.

Even though his father's in the\nmiddle of an election campaign.

Can you believe\nthat guy?

"Somewhere"? Where do you mean?

I'm sorry, I don't know, either.

Oh.

The one thing I can\nsay for sure...

...is that he's gotten himself mixed\nup in something dangerous.

He still hasn't figured\nthat out, though.

Franz, I...

I know. You're a victim in all this, too.

Listen, whatever happens,\ndon't forget who you are.

Look for the truth\non your own.

Before I made\nyour acquaintance,

...I traveled to the far reaches of the universe,\noperating this ship by myself.

You flew a huge ship like this\nby yourself?!

Yes. At the time, I was quite proud of the fact\nthat I was able to operate it single-handedly.

Come, take a look\nat that.

What is that?

The Milky Way. I am told that in the ancient Orient, it was called the River of Heaven.

The River of Heaven?

This is what I wished\nto show to you.

It's so beautiful...

According to their legends, two lovers\nlived on the opposite banks...

...separated from one another\nby the River of Heaven.

They say that once a year, they cross\nthe river and are reunited.

That's a romantic story,\ndon't you think?

Long ago, I once had a friend,\na sailor who was born in Marseilles.

I heard that story\nmany times from him.

I bet that your friend\nwas in love.

This sailor of whom I speak had a beautiful\nfiancée and a best friend he felt at ease around.

These three were childhood friends,\nand were always looking out for each other.

Indeed, they were much like you, Monsieur Franz, and Mademoiselle Eugenie.

However, the best friend was secretly\nin love with the sailor's fiancée.

And then, the friend, who would stop\nat nothing to possess the fiancée,

...framed the sailor for a crime\nwhich he did not commit.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the poor sailor\nspent more than a dozen years...

...chained up in a prison located\nin the depths of space.

I can't believe it...

However, a miraculous\nevent occurred,

...and the sailor was set free, whereupon\nhe returned to Marseilles.

I'm relieved\nto hear that.

However, the beautiful fiancée, rather\nthan waiting for the sailor's return,

...had become engaged\nto his friend instead.

That's terrible...

I wonder why she didn't wait\nfor the sailor to come home?

Also, why did the sailor's friend steal away\nhis fiancée in spite of their friendship?

The sailor, now betrayed by both his best friend\nand his fiancée, never returned to Earth again.

Why do you cry?

I don't know...

Until just recently, I thought that I would\nnever believe in anyone, just as you do.

That's what I told myself...

But for some reason,\nwhen I see your face,

...that thought of living that way seems\nlike the saddest thing in the world to me.

Count, let's have faith that our friendship\nwill be the exception to the rule!

At the very least, you're the one person\nthat I can trust!

Is the watch that I gave you\nstill ticking away?

Albert, I shall be departing Paris\nsometime in the near future.

What do you mean, Count?

It's so sudden!

Wait, it's not because of\nyour illness, is it?!

No. There was a certain matter\nthat I had to see to in Paris,

...which is why I have kept my residence\non the Champs Elysees.

However, the task I came to accomplish\nwill soon be completed.

Morcerf! Morcerf!

Don't say such things! Please, stay in Paris for good!

Or if that's not possible, please take me\nwith you when you go!

I don't want to\nbe apart from you!

Do you think that\nhighly of me?

I do!

The ardor of youth\neventually cools.

That's not true! You... To me, you're...

One day...

One day, I will ask you\nthe same question.

I wonder if you will still feel\nthe same way about me then?

Excellency, there's a message\nfrom Paris.

If you will pardon me\nfor a moment...

Monsieur Noirtier... Please, you have to tell me.

Tell me what Gankutsuou is.

What's this? Hey, wait a minute!

"In the event of an emergency, it is possible\nfor a third party who knows the password..."

"...to use this pen to make contact\nwith its owner."

Does this mean that if I can figure out the\npassword, I can access your mind directly?

She's so beautiful!

Hey, isn't she...

Right. She's Monte Cristo's...

I realize I am late, but I have come to offer\nmy support to you, General Morcerf.

Well, well!

By all means, please\nstep up to the podium!

Valentine... I'm certain that your grandfather\ntold you a very important password.

Do you know\nwhat it is?

Valentine, I am now surrounded\non all sides by enemies.

If anything should happen to my body,\nremember this flower.

Blue rose...

My name is Haidee.

Various circumstances\nbrought me to Paris,

...and I have eagerly awaited the day that I would be able to meet General Morcerf.

Goodness, you honor me.

This may sound rude, but have we met\nsomewhere before, by any chance?

Yes, ten years ago. I will never forget the day.

When I was four years old,\nin the land of Janina.

Janina?

You did us the honor of protecting us\nas a gallant Space Forces officer.

Oh, is that it?

You were a patriot dedicated\nto defending our country.

Or so I believed,\nuntil that day.

Done!

I never expected that I would be using\nthis channel for this purpose...

Still, I have no further need for it\nnow that I have left politics behind.

Thank you, Franz.

You and your friends have kept\nmy granddaughter safe for me.

If there is anything in my memories that might\nprove useful to you, by all means, take them.

Please take good care\nof Valentine.

W-Who in the world\nare you?

I am a sad woman who had the misfortune\nto lose her father at Janina,

...and to be handed over to slave\ntraders along with her mother.

My father fell victim to the intrigues of a certain\nyoung officer, and lost his life as a result.

Oh, my!

What's she talking about?

I-I'm curious as to what this story\nhas to do with these proceedings?

They have no bearing on this? Is that what\nyou are trying to say, General Morcerf?

Or Fernand Mondego,\nshould I say?

What?

What does she mean?

Who IS that woman?

"Mondego"?

Gankutsuou is...

The Chateau d'lf.

Edmond Dantes.

My name is Haidee Tebelin,

...daughter of Ali Tebelin, former Pasha\nof Janina, and his wife, Vasiliki!

I am the daughter of a father who\nwas brought low by your conspiracy...

...and a mother who lost\nher life to despair!

Surely you can offer no justification\nfor what you did.

W-What's this nonsense?!

Ladies and gentlemen,\nit is THIS that is a conspiracy!

A rebellion by malcontents who\nare trying to disrupt my campaign!

He's right! Grab that woman\nand get her out of here!

It's a conspiracy!

Don't fall for her lies, everyone!

Now, I think you\nshould leave.

Shut your mouth, Fernand Mondego!

What's this? Don't look at me like that!

Are you able to prove\nwhat you say?

Why, that's...

Proof that will never fade for as long as I live. Proof that was branded onto me...

...when I was turned over to\nthe slave traders by that man.

This brand is a record of everything\nthat I have endured.

Haidee... This belonged to your father. Take it.

If you ever suspect that you are about to\nbe violated, use this to take your own life.

Fernand Mondego. Change your name\nall you like,

...but the blood of my father that splattered\nonto your forehead that day...

...will never disappear as\nlong as you shall live!

Ali... I... I know I'm right.

I did the right thing.

He is my sworn enemy, the man\nwho stole everything from me.

So why do I feel\nlike this?

Ali...

The Count... I must warn him! I mustn't let the Count suffer as I do now!

Count... Has something happened?

Why do you seem\nso anxious?

I'm not sure.

I just sense the presence of\na deep, terrible darkness.

Count, what should I...

Albert, you should return to Earth. Without delay.

You should be at your\nfather's side.

My father?

It's times like these when a man makes a lot\nof enemies. You should watch your back, too.

Has something happened\nto my father?!

Return home at once. I will lend you\nmy ship, the Spada.

The time has come at last\nfor you to learn everything.

This may be the last time\nwe meet.

No!

Fare thee well, Albert my friend.

Count...

Why? I thought we were going\nto trust only each other...

Count!

Count!

Count!

Count!

Count!

Count!

We're going back!

Back to that city where\nvice flourishes!

Stand by for\natmospheric reentry.

Everything was\na lie.

The tiny rip becomes\nan enormous tear,

...and everything I had believed in\nfalls in and is swallowed up by it.

Next time on Gankutsuou, The Count of Monte Cristo act 16:

Act 16: Scandal

..."Scandal."

Bide your time,\nand hold out hope!