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Ladies and gentlemen,\ngood evening.
A rage that is only\npermitted by youth.
A pure, unadulterated rage.
That is the most appropriate description for\nthe emotion expressed by the young soul.
How exquisite it is!
How I desire it!
More! More!
Act 18: The Duel
C'mon, baby, why not?
Is it because you are a soldier's son that\nyou did not give in to fear and run away?
En garde!
Edmond... is dead.
This body retains only his\nshape and appearance.
There is no longer anything\nof Edmond himself left within it.
I will show you proof that Edmond,\nthe man you once loved, is now dead.
Edmond...
It's done!
I'm cutting it pretty close...
I wrote a message in\na birthday card for him,
...but I think we're too old for that kind of thing,\nso I feel awkward giving it to him in person.
Anyway, give it to Albert\nafter I leave tomorrow.
Please? I'm begging you.
He should just be a man\nand give it to him himself...
I don't believe it... It can't be!
Not so fast, Madame!
This can't be... He's only a...
Edmond!
I'm sorry, Madame, but I\ncan't let you do that.
Please, let me go! I have a duty\nto keep that boy safe!
Please understand,\nthis is a duel.
A formal duel, in which Monsieur Albert\nchallenged the Count.
Albert is... Albert is still a child! Call it off!
No, Madame. Monsieur Albert\nholds the rank of viscount.
In the eyes of the law, this duel\nis completely legitimate.
Edmond!
Please, stop!
Your feelings...
Your pain...
Your loneliness...
I'll... I'll bear the brunt\nof all of it!
Stop!
STOP!
Countess Morcerf! Watch closely!
Watch as I prove to you that Edmond Dantes is dead!
Please, stop...
Please!
STOP!
Oh, crap!
Why didn't you\nwake me up?!
Franz!
Fran...
He wouldn't...!
This is what I've been\nwaiting for...
To become Gankutsuou is\nto lose your humanity.
As the composition of his entire body\nis being replaced with crystal,
...the temperature of his heart\ndrops and drops,
...until it, too,\nis eventually lost.
The instant he is released from his suffering,\nhe will also lose his emotions.
Anger... sadness... hatred...
He will lose\nthem all.
That is what he fears\nabove all else.
That is why his heart\nis the last part of him.
If he still retains even fragments\nof human emotion,
...his heart alone will\nbe vulnerable.
Gankutsuou, come closer...
That's right... Come straight at me.
Franz...
Franz!
I will now prove who\nthe victor is...
Right here and now!
You were cursed\nsince birth,
...born from the union of that cowardly\ntraitor Fernand Mondego and Mercedes.
You, who have walked in the sunlight your\nentire life, could not possibly know...
...the tale of the innocent man who\nhad his youth stolen away from him,
...and the old man who fell victim\nto loneliness and starvation!
Fate has now come full circle, and the\ncurse is about to reach its fruition!
Curse your fate, and your parents,\nas you die by my sword!
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
FRANZ!
I sure hope he likes it...
Albert...
The... The doctor's gonna be here soon,\nso hang in there...
Boy, you were out cold\nlast night...
Those pills worked pretty good,\ndidn't they?
Why? Why did you do it?
I'm sorry... that things\nturned out this way...
But you taught me how to handle a sword,\nso I put up a pretty good fight...
That's enough!
Don't... Don't try to talk.
Idiot... You think you\ncan boss me around?
Franz!
Franz!
Albert...
I had a dream last night...
Maybe it was last year... Or was it the year before last?
The two of us and Eugenie went\nto Normandy together, remember?
No, or was it in the\nsouth of France?
The three of us sprawled out\non the beach,
...and we celebrated\nyour birthday.
It was so windy that when we tried to eat\na piece of cheese, it tasted like sand...
And Eugenie's favorite hat blew away... She was really depressed about it, remember?
Happy birthday...
Congratulations on\nturning sixteen...
Franz, hang on\na little longer...
The doctor's gonna be here\nany minute now, okay?
You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay, so hang on.
Say, Franz?
It's nice and warm out here,\nisn't it?
Franz?
FRANZ!
Alone, I walk through the\ndarkness of the night...
...as I wait for the sun.
Next time on Gankutsuou, The Count of Monte Cristo, act 19:
Act 19: Even if I Should Stop Being Me
..."Even if I Should Stop Being Me."
Bide your time,\nand hold out hope!
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