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Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

When was your last confession?

Fifteen years.

I fear I have forsaken God.

And have you?

I wish to avenge myself for a grave injury that befell me.

What was done to you, my son?

I was robbed of 15 years of my life.

The only woman I ever loved was taken from me in that time.

And now I want revenge.

Depth?

Too many bumps!

The captain wants to talk to you, Edmond!

I can't hear you!

The captain wants to talk to you, Edmond. Now.

Jean, take the wheel. Steady on course 270.

Look out!

How is he?

I doubt he'll make it through the night.

You asked for me, sir.

Where are we?

We've just rounded Cape Corse.

- And the main mast? - Repairs are almost complete, sir.

Listen to me, Edmond.

It is no longer a question of days, more like hours.

I want you to take over command of the Pharaon.

But, Captain, I am a senior. The duty should fall on me.

Your duty, Danglars, is to buy cargo and ensure its safety.

Mine is to this ship.

Edmond Dantes will be acting captain from now until we reach Marseille.

Is that clear?

Aye, aye, sir.

Now leave us.

Stay, Edmond.

Unlock the box, dear.

There's a sealed letter inside.

Put it safely in your pocket.

You have to deliver it to someone very important in Paris.

It is a matter of extreme urgency, Edmond.

I will do it with as much haste as I can muster, sir.

- To whom must it be delivered? - Come closer...

Go back up and get us home to safety.

Yes, sir.

- Men, can you hear me? - Yes, sir!

- Let's hoist the mainsail! - Yes, sir!

The mast will never hold in this wind, Edmond!

We have no option!

If we can't get through this storm, we'll perish!

Unfold the mainsail!

- Aye, aye, Edmond! - Yes, sir!

Stop it! Are you mad?

The sail is almost in shreds!

Go and help the men! We need more speed as we can get!

Since when you give me orders?

I'm in charge now, Danglars! Do as I say!

Go help the men now and I'll get us through this!

Tie it up for now, make good. We'll figure it out tomorrow.

- Jacques. - Captain?

We need to unload.

Let's get this cargo off-loaded for M. Morrel.

- M. Morrel! - Edmond.

I saw you entering the harbor from my balcony, but...

... I didn't see any sign of Capt. Leclère.

I have grave news.

Capt. Leclère is no longer with us.

We buried him at sea three days ago.

You brought the Pharaoh back?

I did, sir. Yes.

God bless.

Mr. Morrel, could you please excuse me from my duties for the rest of the morning?

I have loved ones I need to reassure of my well-being.

Go! Go!

Thank you! Thank you!

- I shall see you later. - Yes.

Mercedes!

Edmond?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

When did you get back?

Just now, a moment ago.

My God!

We'd all but given up hope on you ever returning.

I'm back, I'm back.

I'm back.

More than a month late. What took you so long?

The storms we sailed through, Mercedes, like nothing I've ever experienced.

But thinking of you is what got me through.

You can't go away again without us being husband and wife.

We can get married tomorrow, if you wish.

We have to announce our engagement first.

Of course, I forgot.

My cousin.

Fernand.

That's the military academy, I see. And a lieutenant.

Congratulations.

You all right?

I'm just surprised to see you.

I thought perhaps you had drowned out there.

Fortunately not.

Well, I just stopped by to see if there was anything you needed.

I have everything I need.

Good.

I must go.

Report for duty for the barracks.

Danglars.

My God, what's wrong with you?

I just came from Mercedes's house.

Edmond was there.

- I can't let her go. - Calm down, man.

No, you don't understand, Danglars.

We are both Catalan. It is our destiny to be married.

I have to stop it. I'm meant to be her lover.

You could always challenge him to a duel.

I can't.

If I kill him, she'll throw herself off a cliff.

Danglars! I need you here! Where are you?

I'm coming, M. Morrel!

I think he'd have at least given us the day off after what we've been through.

I saw the ship. It was like it took a beating.

You know, Capt. Leclère died out there.

Yes, I heard.

Now Morrel has promoted Edmond to be captain.

People are laughing at me.

I have other things to worry about.

Fernand, wait, wait.

- I was wondering. - What?

Before Leclère died, he gave Edmond a letter.

- In secret. - A letter?

Maybe we could use it.

What are you getting at, Danglars?

We have a common cause.

Yes?

Yes. It seems so.

The Honorable King's Attorney

is hereby informed that Edmond Dantes

was entrusted with a letter from the usurper Napoleon

with instructions to deliver it to a Bonapartist committee in Paris.

As proof, look for the letter.

On his person.

Or at his home.

Or in his home.

How shall we sign it? Without using our names, of course.

How about, from a friend of the throne and the altar?

I like that.

From a friend of the throne and the altar.

There.

We now have nothing to worry about.

Why are you doing this?

Edmond is a fine young man.

Are you trying to get him into trouble, or what?

Calm now, Caderousse. We were just having some fun.

Fun? This could ruin a man's life.

You're accusing... You're accusing him of being a Bonapartist.

Calm down.

You two are up to no good.

Are you satisfied?

For your sour wine.

Caderousse, come and help me.

Fernand!

Don't do anything stupid!

You hear me?

Fernand!

I just... I...

I have a few words I would like to share with you all.

Firstly, M. Morrel,

Mercedes and I would like to thank you from the bottom of our hearts

for sponsoring our engagement celebration,

and I could not wish for a better man to serve, sir.

And I feel immense honor that you have bestowed upon me

the great responsibility of being the new captain of the Pharaon.

Well, thank you.

Thank you for the kind words, Edmond, dear.

Or should I call you Capt. Dantes?

Ladies and gentlemen, let's raise our glasses to the happy couple.

May their union be blessed in every possible way.

To Edmond and Mercedes.

Danglars,

I noticed you didn't toast to the happy couple.

You're not enjoying yourself?

M. Morrel, I will be frank with you. When you appointed me head of cargo,

by the very on you said it was with a view to giving me command of my own ship.

Now, it would have been the perfect opportunity, sir.

You've been with us for only one voyage, Danglars.

Edmond has sailed for me since he was a boy.

Your turn will come.

There was one other thing I wanted to tell you earlier.

What?

On our return voyage, Capt. Leclère,

whilst with fever, demanded we put in at the island of Elba.

I tried to convince him otherwise.

Even asked young Dantes for his support, although that was not forthcoming.

- Elba wasn't on the itinerary. - Precisely.

And what was his business there?

Napoleon Bonaparte, it seems.

- He spoke with Bonaparte? - The sailors who rode him ashore

said they saw the two of them talking together like old friends.

Please, sir, keep this to yourself.

Now that Napoleon's been exiled to Elba,

it seems that everyone has become a royalist overnight.

I propose a toast to our king,

who has finally rescued us from the excesses of Napoleon.

Long may he reign. To the King!

To the King!

And to your happiness, Renée.

Thank you, Gerard.

Well, as you know, M. Villefort,

we are staunch royalists and detest anything to do with Bonapartists

and never allow our daughter to marry someone with those tendencies.

As Renée will tell you, my loyalty to the crown is such that

it even led to me renouncing my father's name.

Oh, so you no longer use the name Noirtier de Villefort?

No, it is simply now Villefort.

In fact, I can hardly bring myself to pronounce the name Noirtier.

My father's political position is very far from mine

and frankly an embarrassment to me.

- To the King. - To the King.

Edmond...

May I dance with my cousin?

Of course.

Catalans, Mercedes,

we don't marry outsiders, we stick with our own.

It's the law.

It's not the law, it's a custom.

And I am not beholden to custom.

Congratulations, my son!

Thank you, father. Thank you.

You know, Edmond, every day for the past three weeks

Mercedes came to my office asking after you.

It's still time for you to change your mind.

About what?

You want to be a captain's widow one day?

How can you say such a thing?

He'll never be more than a captain.

Me, one day I'll be general. With me you have a future.

Stop this.

- Are you alright? - I'm fine.

He's drunk.

Caderousse told me he saw you leaving the tavern with the letter in your hand.

What did you do with it?

What you hoped I would do with it.

For your attention.

And for your trouble.

Without consequence, it would seem.

We'll see.

How dare you disturb me here?

I think in my place you would have done the same, sir.

This was found on the desk of the charge office earlier.

No one knows how it got there.

You have this Dantes in custody?

Not yet. I thought it'd best to inform you first.

Find him and arrest him. And take him under guard to my office.

Edmond?

This is for you and Mercedes to start your new life together.

M. Morrel, you've already given us too much.

Open it.

- Sir... - You deserve it.

Father, can you look after this for me?

Mercedes...

I promised Capt. Lecrère

I would deliver a letter to someone in Paris for him,

and I was wondering if you'd like to come with me.

We could both go for a week, even longer,

as our honeymoon.

To Paris?

- I've never been to Paris. - Neither have I.

And, as we will be husband and wife, we can travel together.

Is this where Edmond Dantes lives?

But he's not here now. He's at the Morrel's house.

- Edmond. - Yeah?

Tomorrow, you will put a ring on my finger that will never take off,

that will remind me of you whenever you're away on travels.

So I, too, have something for you

to remind you of me whenever you're away.

It belonged to my father.

It's beautiful.

Look at the back.

It keeps times perfectly.

And it will tell you the hours I miss you by.

Thank you.

What did I tell you?

Who here is Edmond Dantes?

- I'm Edmond Dantes. - You're under arrest.

- Sir, what for? - You'll find out soon enough.

- What's the meaning of this? - I'm just doing my duty, sir.

This is our engagement celebration. What's going on?

On the orders of M. Villefort, the deputy prosecutor.

Come along, Dantes, and don't try anything foolish.

Sir.

Sir.

- What's going on? - Just stay here.

I don't know what's going on.

I'll be back with him.

Everybody, please.

There's obviously been a mistake.

Just carry on.

What is going on?

Stop him.

- What do you want, Caderousse? - You did it, didn't you?

You gave that letter to the police.

You two, you did it. I'm going to go after them.

I'm going to tell them it was you two who wrote that letter.

You do that, and I will cut out your heart and show it to you while it's still pumping.

Go home, Caderousse.

And forget any of this ever happened.

Is this the man?

Yes, sir.

I am M. Villefort, Deputy Prosecutor of Marseilles.

Come on, step into my office.

You, stay here.

Stand there.

I believe you were at your engagement celebration when arrested.

Yes, sir.

I am getting married tomorrow.

How lovely.

And you're a sailor?

I've just arrived back from a four-month voyage, sir.

A voyage?

- To where? - Egypt, Constantinople, and back.

I have information that your political opinions are extreme.

I hardly have any political opinions, sir.

- You love Napoleon? - As almost everyone does.

And now you love your King? Do you?

Of course.

- Any enemies? - Why do you ask?

Answer me.

Not as far as I know, sir.

Yet someone is intent on getting you into some serious trouble.

By what means?

Someone delivered this letter to the police today.

In it, they claim that you have been entrusted

with a letter from the usurper Napoleon

with instructions to deliver it to a Bonapartist committee in Paris.

- May I see that? - Stay back.

Did the Pharaon stop at the island of Elba

on its return voyage from the east?

- It did, sir, yes. - Why?

Well, our late captain wished...

Speak.

He wished to pay respects to Napoleon Bonaparte.

Capt. Lecrère was in the Imperial Navy,

and I believe they knew each other.

And did he pay his respects to the usurper?

I assume so, sir.

I did not accompany him onto the island, so I...

And you obviously have witnesses to this effect.

The crew of the Pharaon will vouch for me on that, sir.

Each and every one of them. I was... I was on ship.

Were you or were you not entrusted with a letter

with instructions to deliver it to some other person or persons in Paris?

I was, sir.

And where is this letter now?

Well, I have it on me.

This is the usurper's seal.

I wouldn't know.

And you've not read this?

As you can see, the seal is unbroken, sir.

What does it say?

If this had fallen into the wrong hands,

it would have caused immeasurable damage to King and country.

Sir, I had no idea.

Thank God it didn't.

Indeed.

Well, I guess this concludes it.

You're free to go.

- Thank you, sir. - No, I'm sorry for inconveniencing you.

Tonight of all nights.

Yes.

Thank you.

One more question.

To whom were you supposed to deliver this letter?

A M. Noirtier, Paris.

Come back.

Yes, sir?

I need to check on this... Noirtier before you leave.

Inspector!

You take Mr. Dantes outside and wait with him there for further instructions.

Sorry, sir. I don't understand.

Off you go.

In fact, I can hardly bring myself to pronounce the name Noirtier.

My father's political position is very far from mine.

Why is it taking so long?

I know the police commissioner personally.

I'm going to see him right now and put an end to this nonsense.

I wait here for Edmond.

Capt. Dantes, M. Villefort would like to apologize

for having kept you detained so unnecessarily

and has asked me to escort you in my carriage

back to the house of M. Morrel.

- Excellent. - Follow me.

Can I remove these now?

When we get there.

In you get, Dantes.

Edmond!

Mercedes, they're taking me to M. Morrel's house.

- I'll, uh... - Sit down.

I'll see you there.

Edmond...

Edmond!

- Where's the Marquis? - It's getting ready for bed, sir.

Tell him I need to speak to him. It's urgent.

Where are you taking me?

Out, Dantes.

I'm not going anywhere until you explain yourself, Inspector.

- Why am I here? - Edmond!

Take this off me.

- Edmond, what's going on? - Hold her.

Mercedes...

- What's going on? - Hold her!

- Edmond, where are they taking you? - I don't know!

- I don't know what's happening. - Where are they taking you?

This is a mistake.

- Edmond! Let me go! - Hold her.

Edmond!

- Mercedes, I'll come back for you! - I'll be waiting, Edmond.

Row.

M. Villefort, what brings you here at such a late hour?

I apologize, sir.

The affair which took me away earlier has revealed one of Napoleon's spies.

The king is in grave danger.

I have to leave immediately for Paris to speak with him face to face,

but for that, I need a letter of introduction.

- Where is my son? - They took him away.

Is M. Morrel back?

Not yet.

Mercedes, where did they take him?

Out to sea.

I'll go to my commanding officer and get him to find out what's going on.

Thank you, Fernand.

Come on, M. Dantès, it's getting late.

Let's get home.

What did Edmond do? I don't understand.

- What did my son do? - I don't know.

- We're almost there, sir. - Not the Castle d'If.

Morning, Governor.

One of those, eh?

Sir, I've not been charged with any crime.

I've not been put on trial. I'm not a criminal.

That's not what your admittance form says.

What does it say?

It says you're a spy working for Napoleon.

Well, that's a lie. You have to believe me.

You've no idea how many times I've heard that phrase uttered by the likes of you.

Political prisoners go straight to the dungeons.

Take him there.

Remove the prisoner's handcuffs.

In you go.

You're up early, Father.

What brings you to Paris?

What happened to your hand? There's blood on it, Father.

Indeed.

No, I cut myself last night on a rusty railing.

Some coffee?

No, no.

I'm here in urgent business, but I needed to speak to you first.

What business?

I've come to warn the King of a conspiracy against him.

An incriminating letter from Napoleon addressed to you, Father,

came into my hands.

Fortunately, I've destroyed the letter,

I've silenced the bearer,

or your neck might have been under the blade of the guillotine now.

What did this letter say?

I think it's better you don't know the contents.

I can imagine it.

Napoleon is planning an escape from Elba, not so?

Who told you?

I have people everywhere, Gerard.

- So it is true? - He has already made his escape.

Three days ago he landed in the south of France with 700 men.

- Impossible. - He's marching north as we speak.

Garrison commanders are turning allegiance to him one after the other.

His army has already swollen to over 6,000 fighting men.

My God.

Soon, he will make his grand entrance into Paris.

So I suggest you run along to your little king

and tell him about this letter immediately.

But know this, Gerard.

You are not doing it to safeguard the king.

You're doing it only to advance your own career.

I've been watching you from afar, son.

All those men you've sent to their deaths for so-called political reasons.

How does it make you feel?

Why are you so ruthless?

It's ambition, isn't it?

No, what I do, I do according to the law.

You do it for the sake of ambition.

It's why you changed your name.

Dropped the Noirtier, isn't it, M. Villefort?

Go.

Tell your king to flee France while he can.

I will make no mention of who the letter was addressed to.

Of course you won't.

If you did, it would destroy your career.

You will become a blemish on the landscape of law,

all because of my name, the name Noirtier,

of which I am immensely proud.

What did he say, the commanding officer?

He's going to find out.

I told him it was very important to me.

You look like you haven't slept.

How am I to sleep without knowing where they have taken Edmond?

- Where are you going? - I'm going to make a sense of it.

And...?

Mr. Villefort has gone to Paris on some business or other

and won't be back for some time.

Did you speak to the inspector?

I asked him about the boat, and he says he knows nothing about it.

They rode him out to sea, M. Morrel. I was there.

What if they had taken him to the prison of Castle d'If?

Well, surely not.

Come in.

Did you find him?

No.

He must be somewhere.

Can't have just disappeared.

He'll be back soon. You'll see.

He'll walk through that door.

He always does.

Hand number 34 his uniform.

Take your clothes off and put those on.

I shouldn't even be here. This is a mistake.

Don't raise your voice at me.

Ever.

Do as you're told, number 34.

Now, I've made it a rule that no one interned in the dungeons ever makes it out alive.

I've been here six years, and in that time, that rule has never been broken.

I expect you to adhere to it.

Now, hurry up. We don't have all day.

No food and water for the next two days.

Mercedes...

My commanding officer finally found out what happened to Edmond.

Tell me.

He was charged with treason and taken to the Castle d'If.

They've been holding him there ever since.

Oh, my God.

And you know no one ever comes out of there alive.

He could be dead already.

No.

Not Edmond.

He knows I'm waiting for him.

He'll come back to me, you'll see.

Is he sure, your commanding officer, that they took him there?

He's very sure.

Why, Lord?

Why?

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