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Ladies and gentlemen,\ngood evening.

Those who forge their own destiny. Those who balk at their own destiny.

Time visits all men equally and imposes\non them a choice for the future.

When the final letter entrusted\nto the young man is read,

...what future will that\nbring about for us?

Act 21: The Golden Boy's True Identity

Count! There's something that I have to talk to you about!

Count!

Could he have left Paris already?

As the price of Danglars Bank stocks hits\ntrading limit lows day after day,

...customers are swarming the teller windows\nto withdraw their savings.

At this time, the whereabouts\nof the bank management,

...including Monsieur Danglars,\nare unknown.

You bunch\nof idiots.

I have your precious treasure\nright here.

I'll make a profit off of any situation,\neven bad ones.

All I need is this stake money,\nand I'll be good as gold.

With five trillion francs at my disposal, I can win any speculation war.

Now, then, which stock\nshould I start with?

Damn it, I can't stand how inefficient\nthis is without Michelle!

Good afternoon to you, Monsieur Danglars.

Monte Cristo!

I-I was under the impression that I had bought\nout all the seats on this special flight.

I have come from Paris. I was forced to chase you.

Oh, that wasn't necessary.

I had hoped to have you\naccommodate me with funds.

Five trillion francs. In cash, right now.

F-Five trillion?!

According to my contract with you, there\nis no upper limit to my line of credit.

Surely you haven't forgotten.

I haven't. Believe me, I haven't forgotten.

But you've caught me at a bad time. I'm traveling, so I'm not carrying any...

But surely you are carrying cash\nin that case, are you not?

This is...

Come, now. Give it to me.

I couldn't possibly! This is...

Now...

Now.

Now!

If you'd turned around and gone home quietly,\nyou wouldn't have had to die.

You fool.

I'm gonna have to do something\nabout the body...

B-But you're...

You are as full of avarice\nas you ever were.

You haven't changed one iota\nfrom the old days.

Why aren't you...?

Look closely at my face.

Think back.

Think back and remember the face of the man\nthat you consigned to oblivion 25 years ago.

Remember the face\nof your friend,

...whom you incriminated with your\nfalse accusations against him!

E-Edmond Dantes?!

Edmond... Take good care\nof this.

You will be the next\ncaptain of the ship.

Yes, sir.

You wanted to see me, Acting Captain?

Danglars, these figures in the\ntrade ledgers just don't add up.

Oh, um... When we were docked at Alpha Centauri last month, they...

Listen! This is embezzlement!

I'll overlook it this one time. But if I ever see it happen again, I'll...

You think you're Captain already, huh?

Three cheers\nfor Edmond!

Mercedes is head over heels\nfor that boy, too!

Compared to him, all the other guys who hit\non her are no better than garbage! Garbage!

So, Edmond and Mercedes are finally having\ntheir engagement party next week, huh?

Congratulations!

I'll be praying for those two\nto live happily ever after!

I'll be...

Congratulations...

There's no such thing\nas a perfect man.

Know what I mean, Fernand?

Every man ought to have\na flaw or two. Right?

What're you getting at?

When Captain Leclere died, he entrusted Edmond with a letter.

What do you suppose\nwas in it?

Word has it that it was a secret document\naddressed to the dissident faction in Paris.

Well? Pretty interesting,\nisn't it?

Now, if we were to humbly bring it\nto the government's attention,

...what do you suppose would\nhappen to Edmond?

Edmond!

Edmond!

Mercedes! This is all\nsome kind of mistake!

Don't worry\nabout me!

Y-You're still alive?

This sure brings back\nmemories...

Of those days aboard the Pharaon, when we\nall sailed the sea of stars together...

And then...

What are you going\nto do to me?!

If you think that I was the one who\nset you up, you've got it all wrong!

I-It was Fernand! He did it to get your woman!

I only told him about the letter\nbecause he was so depressed.

That it would be funny\nif we reported the letter...

I only meant it\nas a joke!

Out of jealousy and unjustified resentment,\nyou sent an innocent young man to prison.

Is that not\nthe case?

You're wrong! It wasn't like that!

You were nothing but an\nirritation to me!

It made me sick\nto look at you!

I didn't have any reason! I just wanted\nto get Edmond Dantes out of my sight!

Those are...!

Amazing! This is amazing!

I appreciate your candor.

Now, accept my humble way\nof repaying you for your bullets.

P-Please, wait!

Wait, Edmond!

Rejoice. Everything that\nyou touch turns to gold.

Hey, wait a minute!

Take it.

Hey! Wait a minute! Don't leave me here!

Please! Come back!

And that is one...

Find somewhere else\nto sleep!

Where's the Count?

You've been waiting for him all this time? Gee, what a tenacious young man you are.

Don't mock me! I'm...

"I simply must speak with the Count!" Is that it?

Lay off! You're just his lackey,\nso this is none of your business!

Gosh, and here I was about to\ntell you where the Count is...

Come on, wipe that look\noff your face.

The Count's in space. Right about now, I bet Danglars is...

You're kidding!

You can try to put up a fight all you want,\nbut it won't do you any good at this point.

You're the Count's right-hand man,\naren't you?!

Why? Why don't\nyou stop him?!

Why can't you understand\nhow the Count really feels?!

Why?!

Don't talk like you\nknow everything!

Why can't YOU understand?

That he has to get revenge\nin spite of everything.

That he can't forget the past\nin spite of everything.

He has to do all that\nin spite of how he feels.

Maybe so, but there's something that I have to\ntell the Count before he loses everything!

They say that Villefort's first trial hearing\nis gonna be tomorrow.

Now, it's time for little boys\nto be in bed! Go on home!

Count, this kid might be tougher\nthan you think he is.

This trial in the cases of the poisoning\nin the Villefort household,

...as well as the attempted murder of the Count\nof Monte Cristo, will now come to order.

I would like to make a statement\nbefore we begin.

My actions were not\nout of self-interest.

I did what I did in order to protect\nthe peace and public order of Paris.

As such, I plead not guilty with no\nshame or remorse for my actions,

...and will be acting\nas my own attorney.

You can't come in if you don't\nhave a permit! Go away!

This poisoning was the result of the attempt\nby Héloïse, Monsieur Villefort's second wife,

...to poison her stepdaughter Valentine\nin order to get at her inheritance.

In addition to falsely accusing the Count\nof Monte Cristo for these murders,

...Monsieur Villefort also\nattempted to kill him.

Rather than being motivated\nby love for his wife,

...these acts were an attempt by Crown Prosecutor Villefort to protect his...

How dare you?!

Monte Cristo is a disruptive element\nwho is throwing Paris into turmoil!

Another possibility is that he is a spy\nsent here by the Empire.

As a faithful officer of the court, I call for the\nimmediate arrest of the Count of Monte Cristo!

Is that really the case, I wonder?

What are you implying?!

I would like to call a witness who can shed\nsome light on the defendant's past.

Order in the courtroom! Witness, state your name.

My name is Andrea Cavalcanti.

Admittedly, it is\nan alias.

The witness will answer\nthe question truthfully.

In the orphanage, I was called Benedetto.

But I don't know\nmy real name.

I see here that you were known to the public\nas the head of a notable aristocratic family?

Please, stop that. I'm not an aristocrat. I'm nothing of the sort.

I was abandoned as an infant,\nraised in an orphanage,

...and once I got out, I did\neverything under the sun.

Larceny. Arson. And even murder.

And what does this have to\ndo with the case at hand?

A great deal. I've come here today to tell\nthe story of the secret behind my birth.

Quit your joking!

Order in the courtroom! Continue with your testimony.

I was born in Auteuil. In the estate that the Count of Monte Cristo now uses as his villa.

I was buried alive immediately\nafter I was born.

I was placed in\na tiny coffin.

My father must have been\nin a complete panic.

A judge with a promising future\nhaving a child by his lover?

That sort of thing\nis frowned upon.

So he sheltered my mother in the mansion\nat Auteuil, and he then took me and...

Your Honor! Perhaps we should\nadjourn for the day.

The defendant will\nremain silent!

He's obviously nothing but a blackmailer\nwho was hired by someone!

Who hired you?!

Is this any way to treat me? After all, we\nhaven't seen one another for 17 years.

The people enter into evidence the results of DNA testing on the defendant and the witness.

What is this?

The coffin. The coffin that my parents\ngave to me instead of a crib.

Please, stop this!

I beg of you! Please, no more!

What wonderful timing. Allow me\nto introduce my mother.

This is Baroness Victoria Danglars.

Come now, Mother,\nisn't that true?

Father shoved me into this box\nand then buried me...

...the garden behind the mansion,\ndidn't he?

My boy... My darling baby!

Forgive me... Please, forgive your mother!

Be quiet! Shut up this instant!

She's out of\nher mind!

Father! Don't say such things\nabout Mother.

What a terrible thing\nto say.

It's him! He must be the one\nwho put you up to this!

Your Honor, he made up this\nentire preposterous story!

How could it be otherwise? I mean,\nthat baby is dead and buried.

He couldn't possibly\nturn up and...

Your Honor, please enter the defendant's\nstatement just now into the record.

No! I only meant that...

Order!

You have to listen to me! This is a trap!

You lousy con artist!

The servant who saved my life\nleft this scrap of cloth with me.

He must have wrapped me in this\nso that I wouldn't freeze.

For my whole life, this has been the most\nimportant thing in the world to me.

After all, this is the one thing\nthat connects me to you.

You... Are you really?

I'm sorry, Father.

But if I hadn't resorted to this, you never would\nhave accepted that I really was your son, right?

I wanted to meet you\nso badly, Father...

Goodbye.

Why, son?

Why?

Oh, you can kiss\nmy ass!

Just looking at those haughty faces\nof yours makes me want to throw up!

In the end, you bastards are animals\nno different from him and me!

You hide your filthy true natures\nbehind those clean masks!

You do! And you! And so do you!

I seem to recall a certain Monsieur Dantes\nliving here long ago.

I wouldn't really know. This place\nhas stood empty for a long time.

Edmond...

Mercedes...

You're still young... And something tells me\nthat my boy isn't coming back.

You shouldn't spend your whole life looking\nafter a doddering old man like me.

Please, you should go...

Summer is almost over.

No! I won't!

He'll come back! I know it!

You bastard!

And how are we feeling? Better, I hope?

W-Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?

Oh, have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten the innocent man\nyou convicted 25 years ago...

...as the district judge\nfor Marseilles?

The instant you discovered\nyour own name in that letter,

...you decided to secretly\neliminate that man.

Edmond Dantes!

Is that really you?!

The man who was once known by that name\ndied in the prison of the Chateau d'lf...

...and returned to life\nas Gankutsuou.

That letter you were carrying\nwas too dangerous!

If I hadn't done something, the government\nwould have fallen into chaos!

I had no choice!

You are indeed a patriot, Monsieur Villefort!

However, the real motive for your actions\nwas to protect yourself, was it not?

It was to maintain\nlaw and order.

And that meritorious deed made you\nthe man you are right now.

It was all for nothing.

By the way, that needle\nwas coated with poison.

What?

That poison will be\na blessing.

It will rot your brain and will send you\nto a world where no one can convict you.

No, wait!

No! Not that!!

Villefort, poor servant\nof the law...

The wings of the law will gently\ncradle you until the very end.

And that makes two.

Start walking.

Eastern Fleet flagship\nhas crossed Rubicon Line!

Be advised. According to Article 59 of the Military Code, this is considered an act of...

In spite of everything, the past\nwill not let go of the men.

Vengeance gives rise to violence,\nand the cycle of sorrow continues.

Next time on Gankutsuou, The Count of Monte Cristo act 22:

Act 22: Counterattack

..."Counterattack."

Bide your time,\nand hold out hope!