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Move it!

We've waited and waited,\nbut she hasn't come back.

Fine, let her have it\nher way.

All right, you bums! We're heading home!

Back to Luna!

All I could do was\nstand there and stare.

At the now masterless\nnumber 30, Champs Elysées.

At the city blocks that had crumbled away\nlike sandcastles built on the beach.

At the silent blue sky\nthat spread out above me.

That's right. The summer storm\nhad come and gone.

Along with the end\nof our summer.

Final Act: At the Shore

Five Years Later

Well, well, if it isn't the\ngood Chief Secretary.

So, the Assistant Editor-in-Chief\ncame in person, huh?

What a hard worker\nyou are!

I was just worried about whether or not\nyou're carrying out your duties properly.

So, how's the peace treaty\ncoming along?

"Treaty Nearing Finalization At Long Last."

Something along\nthose lines.

Thanks to this treaty, the restoration of\ndiplomatic relations between our Kingdom...

...and the Empire is finally starting\nto look like a real possibility.

So, this marathon of a war\nis finally gonna end, huh?

Civilian interaction will\nbecome commonplace,

...and citizens of both nations will\ntake each other by the hand.

We'll see the birth of a nation that's prosperous\nin the truest sense of the word.

Not a nation where only\na select few prosper.

You know?

There's no telling when\nthe times will change.

Even so, I want to\nbelieve in them.

I want to believe in the people\nwho chose THIS solution at THIS time.

And that includes you.

Me, I just go with the flow\nwith those times.

Well, let's leave the question of the truth\nof that statement for another time, okay?

Today's the day of our long-awaited reunion\nwith those dear old friends of ours.

What's up?

Oh, damn!

Don't tell me you forgot\nto make reservations!

Sorry! Tell my secretary that I'll be late\nfor the afternoon Cabinet meeting!

And tell her you're out making a reservation\nso important that you can't trust her to do it?

See you tonight at the Nouveau Casino! We'll start off with a toast!

Too bad, I came all the way down here\nto show him this article...

Claire-Marie Eugenie's Triumphant Return to Paris!

Max!

I'm home.

Julie! Julie!

Welcome home, Uncle Maximilien!

Spare me the "uncle" bit, okay?

Big brother! Thank goodness you're okay!

Did you behave yourselves and\ndo what Emmanuel told you to do?

Of course we did!

You bet!

That's good. I have presents waiting\nfor children who behaved themselves!

Yay!

That's our Uncle Max!

All right!

Big brother...

Maximilien!

Dear?

I'm home.

Valentine!

Maximilien!

I've returned, sir.

The peace that you dreamed of for so long\nbetween Earth and the Empire...

...is finally about\nto come to pass.

For that reason, I resigned from\nthe military as of today.

The flow of goods traveling between Earth\nand the Empire will grow and grow.

So I intend to buy back my\nfather's ship, the Pharaon,

...and help Emmanuel and Julie\nwith the family business.

Maximilien...

Hey! Maximilien!

Valentine!

If we don't get moving soon,\nwe'll be late for the party!

You have an eye\nfor quality, sir!

That's an import item. All the way from Earth.

It's a brand that's famous\nin Paris.

Would it look good\non black hair?

These models from Earth certainly\nare pretty, aren't they?

Ah, here we are!

I'd say that it goes perfectly with black hair,\nwouldn't you?

Peppo!

Forget it. I'll pass.

Wha...? But sir!

Forget it!

Forget it, forget it!

Trinkets like that aren't good enough\nfor our Princess!

It will be a whole\nnew you...

Thank you, Ali.

Would you care to\njoin me, Bertuccio?

No, ma'am. I'm on guard duty.

I would like to\nshow you something.

What's this?

It says that Monsieur Albert will be arriving\nhere on the day of the coronation ceremony.

And that he will do so as a secretarial aide\nto Earth's ambassador.

Bertuccio, what would you\ncall this, if not fate?

Our old master must have\nguided him here.

So that you would be able to fulfill your duties\nto the best of your ability, Princess.

Yes...

Yes!

I also wish to keep Janina safe, so that\nthis peace endures for years to come.

That desire will\nnever change.

And we will be there\nwith you.

Thank you, Bertuccio.

Air France flight 1027 from Galileo\nto Paris Spaceport...

...will be entering Earth\norbit momentarily.

Our estimated arrival time in Paris\nwill be slightly behind schedule,

...which will now be 2:13 local time.

A search is underway for the two ringleaders, Benedetto and Gaspard Caderousse,

...who are wanted fugitives\nin all systems, and...

In Paris, it's 2 o'clock, huh?

Right this way, please.

Are you done paying\nyour respects, then?

Yes.

Time certainly flies,\ndoesn't it?

How many times will I have\nheard you play now? Five?

By the way, did you manage to meet your\nfriend this year? Your... young gentleman?

Well, then, take your time.

Thank you, Father. I appreciate it.

Hi there, Franz.

I just got back.

As I said when we spoke over the phone, I simply wasn't able to find a buyer.

As such, we will be taking the house to pay for\nthe five years of accumulated back taxes.

Um..."The state hereby assumes all legal rights\nto this land and all structures thereupon,"

"...and will take over management\nof said land and structures."

You're sure that's\nall right with you?

Yes, sir. I have\nno objections.

In that case, please sign\nthis form.

Um... Would it be all right if I went\ninto the mansion one last time?

Of course. Feel free to\ngo in while you're here.

If you don't mind...

Franz...

I've been frantic\nthese past five years.

I read books like crazy,\nalways hunched over my desk.

And before I knew it, I'd turned 20.

I was... I was simply frantic.

I told myself that I had to live.

That I had to live in your place, in Father's\nplace, and in the Count's place.

Franz, I was terrified.

Of being trapped\nby the past.

That I might become obsessed with the past\nand end up hating someone.

I'm sorry, Franz...

I'm sorry it's been so long. I'm sorry I haven't come back for so long.

Mademoiselle Mercedes Herrera.

It has been a long time. How are you?

The ship has finally begun\nher return voyage to Earth.

Unfortunately, the Captain\nhas fallen ill.

I don't think that it is anything serious, but\nit looks as if our return will be delayed.

To be honest, I wish I could come home\nright now and hold you in my arms.

That day we set sail,

...I could see the lights of Marseilles from the\nporthole as they receded into the distance.

A day doesn't go by when I don't think back\non that warm light, the light of my loved ones.

Guided by that light, I never lose my way\nor stray from my path.

That light that is shining so brightly\nin our future is happiness.

So please wait for me\nand don't worry.

Instead of holding you in my arms now,\nI offer you these words:

Bide your time,\nand hold out hope.

To my beloved Mercedes.

With all my heart,\nyour Edmond Dantes.

You've been here all this time... Since long before I was born, haven't you?

I'll never forget the time I spent with you.

Or the time I spent\nwith my father.

Or the time I spent\nwith the Count.

I swear this\nto you.

No matter where my life takes me, I'll never forget that summer.

Never.