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THE GRAAF OF MONTE-CRISTO PART 2 THE REVENGE

Jacopo! You will now hear who you are years ago from the water

I was 20 years old and one of the happiest people of the world.

I was the first officer of the "Pharao". My fiancée waited for me in Marseille.

Caderousse was second officer and wanted to be a captain.

He wrote with twisted handwriting a letter.

He accused me of one supporter of Napoleon.

Fernand was my cousin fiancé, Mercedes. He loved her.

He brought that letter to the Chief Public Prosecutor.

The misery started on the night of my return. I was arrested by ...

the Chief Public Prosecutor, de Villefort He promised me my freedom.

However, he was afraid of himself to get into trouble.

He therefore gave the order take me to Chateau d'If.

I asked in vain for a conviction, but, they only wanted to lock me up for life.

I came into contact with a fellow prisoner.

I would otherwise have gone insane. His name was Abb Faria.

He told me a few days before his death is big secret.

He had years on the island Monte-Cristo found a treasure.

I could run on the death day of Abb Faria.

I left myself in a body bag throw. That's where you invented me.

You brought me to Monte Cristo, where I found that treasure.

I want to use this treasure completely for my own destroy three enemies.

They took me away from my bride, my ship and my freedom.

I already started with Caderousse.

I dressed up as a monk and gave him a diamond.

My revenge on Caderousse was still the same evening.

He and his wife tried the to kill the buyer of the diamond.

He has his fate himself called over.

Now there are two accounts open: Villefort and Fernand.

Villefort is Chief Officer of Justice.

Fernand calls himself General de Morcerf.

He wants to be a senator to become.

You still have the right to comply so many years to avenge?

That is a matter between God and me.

Present the gun!

Gun down! Right to! Department of march!

Gentlemen! Today the appointment is up to Senator of the General de Morcerf!

He just received the honorable signs of a celebrated person in France.

His career has exclusively the welfare of everyone.

I request the general at the lectern!

My lords, thank you all.

I promise our King Louis Philippe my loyalty and dedication.

Do you write the article for the newspaper? What did you write down?

I write about Madame de Morcerf. Her smile is made like that.

She is bored.

I tell you: our future is fixed in this .....

I have to go. -Do you also come to the ball in the Opera?

Yes. I know what clothing Madame de Morcerf wears ..

Tell us, please! - She goes as a gypsy.

The executioner is looking for heads to turn off.

Or they turn around.

He would like to behead me. -He has not found a victim yet.

Would this clean zigunerin me predict the future?

The future of a hangman is very interesting.

A rare hand ... That line on the right shows that you can think logically.

This cross line ... You had to be a woman, which you loved, left.

You will find her again, but you will not be united with her.

I know this hand. I do not have you on rather the future predicted?

Yes maybe -When?

Then you would also be mine alongside my future past.

You have your clothes very special.

Maybe I am really one executioner and find my victims.

On a ball? I would know who you are.

You will know that soon enough.

Who are you? I will not betray it.

I have heard your voice before. -Where and when?

I can not remember.

I must almost believe you a spirit.

What memories does this spirit generate? Good or bad?

Answer anyway! Maybe come also my memories back.

When I hear this music, I am again twenty years. -You too?

Yes. Let's take our memories compare!

First tell them about you. -These can hardly interest you.

You use this dance to me to it to get talking. Let's stop!

I see through your mask that you has tear-eyed eyes.

That is because of the heat .. What are you doing about that?

Where does this scar come from? - That's old. Nobody can still see him.

Have sharp judges sharp eyes.

Spaniards wanted injuries fate the fate.

But how... -May not escape his fate.

Please return me. Why? Do not you want to dance with me anymore?

Anyway. But I feel like me unfaithful to my memories.

On your success!

You will probably also soon in the nobility.

Why are you laughing? -I think about twenty years ago.

Yes, a great promotion. I owe you a lot.

Also that appointment in the original.

You have also come after your return well proven again.

A small group of people would be over the whole world.

Then they must have something in common to have. Like for example ...- a dead one.

I have to say goodbye take of you.

The General and the Chief Public Prosecutor my hopefully forgive your kidnapping.

How did you recognize us? -An executioner recognized everyone.

You should also mention your name. -Beulen do not have a name.

They are only tools of fate.

Beulen are subordinate to the King's right.

I may be subordinate to it the right of God.

You are a romantic, sir. Do you also fall for the dramas of Victor Hugo?

I do not reject them. - Then we will never meet in a theater.

The whole world is a theater.

Only one can not choose in which piece you play.

We see each other again as the writer it wants. With my respect, Madame.

Do not worry, Mom. We are back tomorrow morning.

Where are you going, my son? - To a bar "de Klok"!

You will see that it is one here bad reputation.

But later people will be brought here and ask for entrance fees.

Those rich boys scoff at us.

Really scenic! - In any case better than the opera.

I like that simple people. Do you drink a glass of red wine with us?

No! It is 5 o'clock in the morning. And you can not afford it!

How do you mean? You'll find out.

Keep your big mouth! - Sir, the champagne, for all!

At this hour, people are paid forwards. - Do not do that!

Nerves? Show us your money! - I think we can go better.

Here you come in easier than that you leave again.

We just wanted to find someone. -And you have found me.

Do you want your nose a bit into the underworld?

Let me through! - Go away.

Many thanks. Can I know your name?

I am the Count of Monte-Cristo. Albert de Morcerf.

My mother will be happy to help you want to thank.

Monte-Cristo? That is Italian. - Yes, but he is American.

He owns gold mines. He lost yesterday almost one million in the casino.

But no! He is the offspring of the Caliph of Baghdad.

That already sounds like a fairy tale 1001 night.

Mama, this is the count from Monte-Cristo.

I must thank you. Without you I have not seen my son again.

I must thank your son. Without him I had not had the pleasure, ..

to meet you already.

That also pleases me.

The whole of Paris speaks of the Count of Monte-Cristo.

Yes. Where does he come from, who is he, is he married ...

or engaged. -What can that mean for you?

If you are rich and happy, it is easy to forget the past.

Yes, if that could ... But that does not always work.

Albert, you care about our guests! I show the count the greenhouses.

Good day.

Good day, Albert.

Good day, Albert.

Edmond, you are alive! You looked already so well-known yesterday.

Why did not you want to dancing me?

I was worried then my husband would leave.

Fortunately I have me figured out.

My friend, my poor friend, it is too late. -No!

Yet. 20 years have passed. -Let us forget and run away!

No man will ever know who we are. - It is too late for that.

No, Mercedes! I have 20 years have been looking forward to this day.

Now I am finally free. I will not let myself be rejected!

I am wealthy. I will continue my will!

Mercedes, we're leaving tonight. One can not erase everything behind him.

That would be too easy. -What do you stop?

I have a son. I can not forget that.

If he would hear his mother with her lover has fled .....

He is probably already wondering now where we stay that long.

You only think about your son. I believe that you owe me something too.

I can not help doing that Edmond Dantes has declared dead!

You know who has spread that lie. -I can not leave Fernand.

I want to forget everything, but you obviously do not.

I do not want to hear anything anymore! - Too bad for the guilty.

Do not blame me.

Apologies that I am late.

Albert said the count from Monte-Cristo here.

He's gone already. -Well done. I did not like his visit anyway.

Albert owes him. A nobleman must choose his relations himself.

Monte-Cristo is not from old nobility.

We neither. The more reason to hold us back.

The old nobility would also not so flashy.

That waster has another one big house bought.

Monsieur de Morcerf is dead. No, we're still waiting with him.

The main culprit will first be the see others die.

And that is: Monsieur de Villefort.

Do you want the Villefort to one challenge duel with pistols?

I would not avoid a duel, but do not demand it yourself.

I will deepen in his past.

I will definitely find something that destroy him.

That will be difficult. His files state:

Of good behavior, good family man, honorable citizen.

Furthermore, nothing is known about it Monsieur de Villefort.

He rented a house 20 years ago, where he never was inside.

Do you know where that house is? In Auteuil, Rue la Fontaine 28.

What do you want with this house? -I want to buy it.

To buy! Be in this district much nicer houses in the sale.

I want exactly this house. I travel a lot.

I need a trusted person who then watches the house.

As someone like you. - I have the address of the notary here.

The famous Madame Picard from the Comedie Francaise!

Have you ever seen Madame Picard on stage? -No, but I know this image.

I'm Picard! -No!

My career was roughly interrupted. An accident?

No, an army officer. I am not of stone. I then left the theater.

I found my job, my job with a young girl.

She lived in this house. But she soon went away again.

She clearly had grief. There was something mysterious about her.

Almost as exciting as in the theater! Was she alone?

Oh no! That man called himself Baron Danglars.

That poor little one was so nervous .. -No wonder in her condition.

Status? - Yes, of course. It was a girl from very good circles.

That's why these two hid here.

Did not go with them when they left?

Oh no. They disappeared in the middle of the night. I was sleeping then.

Suddenly I woke up due to noise in the garden. Then silence. They were gone ..

Have they never written you? -No never.

The notary said I was on the house had to fit.

When did that happen? - 1817, on the night of 27 to 28 September.

You have a great memory! -No wonder.

My beloved left me in the same night. His name was Bertuccio.

He did not come that night. He never came again.

That is not easy for a woman who is Paris was admired.

I never saw him again. He works at the Cafe Anglais.

Many thanks, Mr. Count.

Good evening, Mr. Count.

Have you forgotten something, Mr. Count? Yes, Bertuccio. My watch.

Oh! I did not see him. Did you have it with you?

Very sure.

He is not on the table and not under it either.

Look in your left pocket of your cardigan.

Why do you think your watch is there right now?

I saw yesterday how my fair in the same bag disappeared.

Is that him? -You can keep them both.

You are very generous.

You can still be in my service earn much more.

From now on you are my caretaker, with the salary of a minister.

You can also double that through your own abilities.

You just have to steal me. But Mr. Count!

I am waiting, Monsieur Bertuccio.

I have to let the director know. - It is not necessary.

Where are you taking me? In my new home.

In Auteuil, in the Rue la Fontaine 28.

Does Auteuil not like you? -Yes, but I would rather not go there.

Do I have to warn the police?

Why are you taking me there? - So you can tell me what happened there.

In the night of September 28, 1817.

Then the couple disappeared that lived in that house.

And you stopped visiting from your loved one.

Do you think that I have that Madame Picard alone visited to steal. You are mistaken.

I have not stolen anything. So? - Let's say: You would have liked to have done it.

I do not contradict that. But that was not a good idea.

What happened in that night?

I had hidden in the garden. I saw a man who was burying something there.

There, near that wall.

I sat still until the man was gone.

He came back with a woman on his arm. She was very difficult.

They drove away in a carriage. I went digging at that place.

I was hoping it found gold, or jewels. But it was....

Was it?

A baby. He was still crying soft. And then....

It was stupid of me, but I walked away with that child.

A girl or a boy? -A boy.

What has become of him? - I had a good plan.

I wanted to blackmail his father. -Baron Danglars.

Yes. But that baron did not exist.

Chief Public Prosecutor de Villefort was the father.

I gave up my plan and brought the boy to the "professor".

Who is that "professor"? -He has a class here somewhere.

Where is that class? In a room in the caf "Golden drop".

Now you. Careful. The bell is ringing! Again.

Slowly ... you can never do that do violence.

Be careful that the bell does not start ringing Careful!

Professor!

What now! Do you recognize the old Bertuccio no longer?

Long time no see - 20 years.

This is a friend. He is interested in that boy ...

my sister brought to you then.

20 years ago ..... Oh yes, I know again! He was baptized as "Bruno".

You know that big begging woman Charlotte still?

She became very rich of him He had a lot of talent.

He could unnoticed a policeman remove his suspenders.

What happened to him? - That fool fell in love.

Then it was over with the fine work.

He was caught and resisted against the police.

That is why I always say: never use violence! Bruno got 10 years.

Is he stuck? -Yes, in Toulon.

What are you doing over there? At work, and quickly!

You're probably often think about your future.

Yes, often. A foundling has a hard time.

He's looking for his parents, but she does not find it.

I have a good message. -Is my father also a schooier?

On the contrary. You come from one very high family.

Are you having fun to hear?

Well done. That always gives benefits. What is my dad's name?

I'll tell you later.

I get that. A moral speech, but no money.

This time there is no sermon, but a lot of money.

Can I then eat in the eatery? That is not necessary anymore.

Tonight is one coach waiting for you.

Flee? The surveillance shoots immediately. -There will be a lot of wine for them.

And what about the cell door? -The door will be open.

We are chained together at night. -Your chain will be filed through.

I was allowed to take a loaf of bread for you. -I have to share that with the others.

I know that. But keep this half for yourself. There is a file in it.

I have to go. Make the guards not angry with your last day.

You are a special monk. -Be wise and take advantage of this opportunity.

What's that monk called? Busoni? Say it! Leave me alone!

Give me that file or I'll call the jailer!

Quiet! Wait!

That is Caderousse. -Take me, otherwise I will scream.

Then you also need the share clothing.

There are two! -I know that. I know that other one.

Advise me at the Inspector of the prison system.

Write a request and then wait.

Do you read books? -No.

Well then, does the Inspector read them? -No, but his wife reads a lot.

Then tell the Inspector Monsieur Honor de Balzac there is ..

Monsieur Honor de Balzac would you like to speak.

Go ahead..

Are you really the writer? Balzac?

Yes, but do not say that to anyone.

My friends overloaded me different with invitations.

It speaks for itself. What can I do for you?

My new novel starts in a prison.

Do you think of Chateau d'If? It is unfortunately forbidden to show that.

You can tell something about it.

Lead the prisoners there a hard but healthy life.

Yes I know. - I'm often there, to note all problems.

I heard that. There are never flight attempts?

Yes, that happens. That seems like a regular habit

I heard something about an Abb ... Faria. That was in 1833.

What a great memory!

The death of that poor man fell together with a special event.

One of his fellow prisoners, a man named ... called ...

Dantes! A dangerous crook. He had contact with this Faria.

He dropped the place of the dead to sew in the body bag.

Then they threw him I sea. -Was that flight successful?

No. He was never seen again.

There was a steel ball on his side feet riveted.

I would have liked to have been there when he noticed that.

Could I introduce myself. We said:

"You can put that in your pocket, Faria"

I think that's a really nice one prison joke.

I even believe that he was mine. - Do you allow me?

Of course. The pieces are no longer secret, if the prisoner is dead.

Excuse me, but I have to sign a few letters.

An anonymous letter? That happens often.

Never try the to find a writer?

Often enough. It's not that difficult. You have to find out who is benefiting from it.

Yes of course.

This is with both Villefort and Noirtier signed with the same handwriting.

Monsieur Noirtier de Villefort is Chief Public Prosecutor in Paris.

You probably know him. -I met him years ago.

I will speak to him about it Dantes case, if I see him again.

Are they there? Yes, just arrived with the ship!

Excellency, this is Haydee.

The young slave who El Cobir in his letters.

This gentleman does not understand your language. -Who are you?

My name is Fatima and I was employed at the Passover of Janina.

What is he saying? -He says she should greet you.

Tell him that he leaves her alone.

I'm glad you bought Haydee. -Is she beaten a lot?

Do you have the papers?

This is the contract of the first sales, 13 years ago.

The receipt of the slave trader El Cobir for 1,500 piaster.

The prize for the girl Haydee, six years old, daughter of the Passover of Janina

Signed: Fernand Mondego.

Haydees confirms this contract origin. - Excellent.

My representative will serve you pay the money.

Haydee! You do not have to laugh at, ....

or to speak to me if you do not want to.

But do you believe we are friends could be?

I ... Yes, I believe that.

Mr. de Graaf, the coach stands for. - Many thanks.

I'm taking you to Paris now. Have you ever heard of Paris?

Mist! I do not see anything from Paris! You wanted to come along yourself.

I am a sailor. I want water around me!

We have been here for two weeks now. -Out is enough water to drain.

The door is open. Nobody stops you. Yes, so the police can take me!

Prepare for it great reunion with your father.

But then I am still there and need money!

We agree on that. -I do the word.

I know that.

I'm hungry. When brings your friend eating?

It is now being served.

See what your friend brings us. I am really hungry!

What is that? - That's for Monsieur.

Shoes? A costume? - That's for Monsieur.

Gloves, hat and stick too. -What about me?

Can I help Monsieur? when changing clothes?

Thank you, not necessary. - What about me?

I have no for you receive an order.

Do I get anything to eat? -Yes, here is your breakfast.

Is that all? -Yes.

Dry bread? -You can eat a few onions.

A bread for two men is too little. -Oh no. That bread is for you alone.

And he? -Monsieur will eat in the city.

Are you making a joke? I will have to leave here too!

And what should I do? - I am exclusively available to Monsieur.

Boob cock! -Do you want to watch your words!

Who the fuck do you think you are -Caderousse, behave a bit!

If it goes well, then it will also go well for you. Promised.

Say that on your word of honor! -On my word of honor.

We come now from different circles.

Do not try to comfort me. -I will die.

What champagne will you do good. -I will die anyway.

Very unobtrusive. Nobody will notice it. I die in Naples because of heartbreak.

Just like last time. -No, that was in Palermo.

That was because of a little prince. But he is now Duke of Saxony.

I do not blame him. He had to marry for offspring.

But that does not change anything. I would not survive.

I heard that he took good care of you. -with a pearl necklace!

Are you already leaving? -I have to perform tonight.

My swan song. -You will certainly die beautifully.

It has to happen. -You are right.

There are two options: Death in Naples or .... -Or?

A new lover. -No one can replace the Duke of Sachsen.

No one? -Because if you were to become his successor.

We would fit well together. It's not about me.

Who then? -To a young count from Florence:

Andrea de Cavalcanti. -A well-known name?

An excellent name. And with a large capacity.

Rich? I have never heard of him. -He has recently become rich.

He became a child by his father abandoned and grew up elsewhere.

Do you mean that he did not have an education? -No, you have to teach him everything.

I am not a nanny!

Unfortunately. Then I suggest him well for Armandine.

By no means! The count has the most beautiful carriages in Paris.

Everyone will be jealous watch Armandine.

Why are you hurting me so much? - You want to die in Naples?

That does not interest anyone in Paris.

They prefer to admire someone a posh coach in Paris.

You're right ... I'll think about it. - Within!

Are you ready, Mr. Count? -Yes that's me. Well, yes, or no?

Yes of course. But I am not there prepared for it!

I have to make up myself. Another moment!

What's with Caderousse? -He is furious. He does not understand it.

Excellent. Please!

Father! This is the most beautiful day of my life .... - Poor drama !.

This sentence has been rehearsed. -How do you know that?

I am not blaming you. I appreciate your effort.

Fate gives you a one-off opportunity. Use this.

And do not pretend feelings that you do not have. At least not yet.

Has the lesson ended? - Yes.

Let me see you ...

I believe you will not be a bad figure hit in a company ..

I have yet to have a name. Maybe like yours, Monte-Cristo?

No, because you are not my son. But I know who your father is.

I have certain feelings for him, which I would like to show him soon.

I want to know my name. - You will hear that when the time is right.

Now you are going to involve your home. Auteuil, Rue la Fontaine 28.

Under what name? -You are for the time being Count Andrea de Cavalcanti.

In order that you do not directly with you mouth full of teeth:

Here is the family history from your ancestors.

O! Two popes in my family!

Your family tree is on the last page.

Where am I? Third branch left, top right.

That is not enough. A graph must be over money. How do you do that?

But of course, sir. You get 15,000 francs each month.

Is that my father's money? - No, I give it to you.

But your father still owes me a lot. -What?

I have been able to do my ability considerably increase by a certain journey ...

of 20 years that your father has arranged. - 20 Years. Then you have seen a lot of the world.

Not as much as I wanted ..

Mademoiselle insists that ... - I know you're here.

Can I join you at the show expect?

I am unfortunately prevented. But Count de Cavalcanti will be happy to admire you.

Oh ... I only have a small roll Yet I am full of tension

I have to go to the theater now. -The count will accompany you.

His carriage stands for. -My carriage? - Certainly, my friend.

The son is just as worthless like his father.

My master ... Haydee!

Yet. In my feeling you are my lord and master.

That is why I will always call you that. Your visits always make me happy.

Do you still have a lot of fun with it? -Hell yes.

Before you stop a water pipe. With a lot of tobacco.Very much

Why a lot of tobacco? Do you want to say that?

Because the guest stays longer if there is a lot of tobacco in his pipe.

Haydee, are you happy? -Yes and no.

Fortunately because you are there. Unhappy because I am in Paris.

Why, why, Fatima?

A girl of 18 years is already one with us woman. Here she is only a child.

You will become a woman like us return to the Orient.

But first we stay here. -Why. Why do you stay in Paris?

Another woman .. You do not want it say, but I know.

She's on a big tonight party with you. Am I right?

If we were 20 years ago were married ...

Then we were the stairs of the church ended. I on your arm.

We would have become a nice couple.

Let's not think about that can not be changed anymore!

Careful. They look at us.

Will you stay in Paris for a long time, my dear Count?

I first give a big party, about which I do not want to say anything else.

Then I leave Paris.

Really? All alone? No, with my protege.

What you do not propose to me. -Not yet. Maybe later.

You have been comforted quickly. - Do not be weird. It is still a child.

Boys can stay children, girls are always women.

Are you jealous? -Maybe a little.

Speak a word and I send it little back to her homeland.

No, you know that's impossible.

Why do you cover your face when I come in? -Haydee is unhappy.

You stay with that other woman. Haydee is also very shocked.

Why? - That man there is Mondego.

That French officer betrayed Haydees father 12 years ago.

Calm down. He is mine too enemy. Help me punish him.

I only invited him, so you to recognize him.

Do you believe me? Haydee!

How are you investigating? -These are completed.

Accept all european banks the Monte-Cristo checks.

Unfortunately. I would have liked to have arrested him.

Instead comes whole Paris with him across the floor.

Monsieur de Monte-Cristo! We were just gossiping about you.

My dear friend, I want you to introduce someone.

An officer of justice. That was just missing.

May I introduce you: the Count de Cavalcanti.

He is interested in the law. -I can understand that.

It makes me happy to you bring together.

Cavalcanti. Very old nobility. We have two popes in the family.

I know your name too. He is in my circles a lot.

People often talk about me. -You know the law ...

I need your advice .. My friend is an illegitimate child.

He is looking for his father. -A noble aspiration.

The man is clearly rich in stone. What can my friend do? - No lawsuit!

Maybe a bit of blackmail? Would that be bad? - Those are strange questions.

Let's not talk about it anymore. I have to leave quickly.

A dancer awaits from the opera on me.

If you want you can come with me. -No thank you.

It was a pleasure.

Hey! Where are we going? Have you forgotten Caderousse?

I do not have time. - You stay here!

Antoine, go to opera! Tell Miss Emilienne that I stopped.

We go to "The clock" We can talk there.

I have no money, Caderousse! -You are chasing 20,000 francs every month.

The bills are paid immediately. -Your coach? Your house?

They are not mine. I have nothing myself. -I can not cheat you ..

If you do not help me, I will betray you!

I have an idea. That business is worth gold.

Agree? Then you leave me alone!

That house where I just came out is from a very rich man.

He is sitting on his chest yellow every Friday. His house here is empty.

In the office in the office is a lot of money ..

Make a map from that house.

Here is the entrance ...

The Count of Monte-Cristo becomes warned that Friday- night will be burgled by a very dangerous individual. A friend.

What are you doing there, honey? - I'm doing a friend a favor.

Write your "individual" with an i or an e? -with an i, honey.

It is almost half past twelve. -Everything is ready.

I think that after the first burglar, immediately a second visitor follows.

Go to the first floor and let me know immediately.

The second is there too!

Good evening, Caderousse.

Father Busoni!

I knew for sure that I was you would see again.

We already have each other met twice.

At the first time I gave you a fortune and you came into prison.

On the second occasion I helped you flee and then you became a thief.

You did that with those big opportunities. You should be ashamed!

Yes, you gave me a big chance twice. Give me one more time!

I will not go wrong again! Please do not call the police!

Do you never have someone on the Police delivered?

Never an innocent in one dungeon?

You know about it! Is that with Dantes happened? Yes, I did.

I'm a bastard! But I regretted it!

Is that really true? I swear I regret it.

Good, Caderousse. I give you a third chance.

Stupid! - What are you waiting for? Call the police!

I'm not a joke like you. -Go! But just as you came.

Can I really go? Yes, but take care of yourself!

Do not stare at me like that! Disappear! -I believe I see spirits.

That is not possible... -Go!

Let him go.

You're fine, Father. - You're fine, Caderousse.

Waaom can he go? He deserves punishment!

God will decide.

Keep the killer! Keep the killer!

I know who wanted to kill me: Bruno, a fugitive prisoner.

He lives in Paris as a count Caval ... Cavalcanti. Cavalcanti!

The Count of Monte-Cristo!

I must unfortunately be in your interfere with busy work.

But it happened at your home. The traces of the burglary can still be seen.

I must answer you as a witness.

A nasty activity, but it is my duty.

What has been stolen? Money or artwork?

Nothing has been stolen. -The murder took place earlier.

Presumably disagreement over dividing the booty.

Did you know that Cavalcanti a long time already?

Since his arrival in Paris. He is still young. I ask for leniency.

Do not count on that. I got him met before. At your place.

I immediately felt that it a scammer.

There is a mitigating circumstance. His father left him early.

We know that kind of story. - Maybe it's true.

That does not help. I will nevertheless the to demand death penalty.

Witness, stand up. Say your name, age and birthplace.

Weke name? I have more. My first name was Bruno.

My friends called it me "Langvinger".

Then they asked me about me "Count the Cavalcanti".

But yes, dig or not .... Choose only one.

Further! We will come back to this. Born...

The defendant is a foundling! His data can not be checked.

Good. Witness, you said, "Men asked me to call me 'count'. "

The court would like to know about you; Who is "one". - Bruno answer!

The Count of Monte-Cristo!

That is an interesting explanation .. The count is present here as a witness.

Bode, let the count come in!

Sir, I have the duty to take you to your name and to request a date of birth.

Edmond, Count of Monte-Cristo. Born on September 21, 1793 in Marseille.

Do you swear that you know the truth and nothing then the truth will speak?

I swear.

You asked the defendant count the Cavalcanti?

That is the pure truth. - That makes you an accomplice!

Yes. But not if it is that false name would serve a good cause.

What was the purpose of that? that name forgery?

I wanted the name of a family of prestige protect and save them shame.

Which family? Do not ask me to answer.

My answer would be a big scandal cause.

A scandal that until the highest circles would penetrate.

Your silence is a bigger one scandal than the truth!

Name the name the murderer!

The defendant is in the night of 27 born on September 28, 1817.

In Auteuil, in the Rue la Fontaine 28. -How do you know that?

From three persons who be present here.

Would you like to question these three here, Mr. President?

The defense agrees.

It's about the monsieur Bertuccio, Madame Picard and Monsieur Mireille.

Want the mentioned persons step forward!

Your name? - Emile Bertuccio, born April 14, 1790.

Nowadays in the service of the Count of Monte-Cristo.

What do you know about the origin of the accused?

I was in the garden of that time house in Auteuil. I wanted to break into it.

Must be burglars here provide evidence?

We did not have a burglar without a burglar Right to exist, Mr. Chief Officer.

I did not steal anything that night.

I saw a man. He buried one newborn child that was still alive.

I took that child later.

This statement has no value, Mr. President.

I was employed by that man. He was the biological father of the child.

He called himself Baron Danglars. - Then I am Baron Danglars!

There never has a Baron Danglars exist.

He has appropriated that name: the Chief Public Prosecutor de Villefort!

Silence or I leave the clear room!

Monsieur de Villefort, you want this heavy one deny accusation!

Mr. President, these people say the truth. I confess to guilt.

I surrender to the new one Chief Public Prosecutor.

Now I can save your head.

The session is closed! Wait, take the defendant away!

Why are you persecuting me? What do you want?

Do you remember a sailor, who promised you his freedom?

You let him lock up for life. -I remember.

It was on the night of your engagement and also his.

Here is the order, with your signature.

Edmond Dantes.

Goodbye, Monsieur de Villefort.

The Chief Officer has become insane. We never see that again.

The cause of this scandal is the count of Monte-Cristo!

What do you have? Are you so through that shocked?

It is nothing. I am tense and exhausted.

Ah! You would be Paris and all this must be able to forget!

Albert, I want to travel for a few weeks.

Impossible. Father still has a session in parliament.

What are we doing by the way scandals from that count?

We do not have to be afraid of anything. -You're right.

Yesterday a scandal in it Palace of Justice. A scandal today in the Senate.

I absolutely want to be there! - I want to see how that ends.

Monsieur de Villefort? - But no, that was yesterday.

Today it is all about Monsieur de Morcerf.

Monsieur de Morcerf dare not come.

This article proves nothing.

I assure you that we to sympathize with you.

Those suspicions in the newspapers are one scandal! - As before in the republic!

Do you want to take a seat! The session starts.

My lords, the session is opened!

The press is defiling the honor from our Senate!

What can Monsieur de Morcerf do against the make claims of the press?

But maybe he is not at all willing to respond?

Well, my lords!

Defuse such an attack, that may not suffer delay!

Here we are all enemies know. I demand clarification!

The room agrees. Monsieur de Morcerf, you have the floor.

Gentlemen! I was up my 36th already general.

I have my homeland my whole life served. I was wounded twice.

A newspaper now dares me in my honor!

But we all know who is behind this newspaper.

A stranger whose gigantic power is a secret!

My lords, who do you believe before? That stranger or me?

My accusation betrays me!

It is said that I am the Passover of Janina have delivered to his enemies!

But I enjoyed his trust!

He was me shortly before his death wife and daughter entrusted!

Where did they go?

Both have unfortunately died in one of the last battles.

Their death was the heaviest battle of my life.

Unfortunately, there are those events no living witnesses anymore.

Anyway. There is still one! -Let him speak.

There is no doubt that the innocence of Monsieur de Morcerf will be proven!

That is why I propose this to hear.

Monsieur de Morcerf, take place.

Bode, get the witness.

That is a cheater. There is no witness!

Madame, calls please give us your name.

Haydee, Daughter of the Passover from Janina.

Can you prove your identity? - Yes. Here is my birth certificate.

And also the deed of sale of the Princess Haydee ...

to the slave trader El Cobir, by the officer Fernand Mondego.

Monsieur de Morcerf, you recognize the daughter of the Passover? - No!

But I recognize you! You have my father cheated and sold me!

Sticks to his hands the blood of my father!

An investigation!

That is an insult! - You condemn yourself!

Who is for an investigation?

Madame, you can go. The Commision will sue you tomorrow.

Sir, I want a statement! -Here in the opera?

You, your mistress and lie in your newspaper!

Gently, Monsieur de Morcerf. You make yourself so immortal ridiculous.

You are a cheater and a coward!

Your friends will meet me after the show at home.

Gentlemen, I will not stop you.

Eight o'clock, with pistols. 20 passes distance, first shot after command.

I have expected you. You did not have one other choice than to come here.

You want to ask me for your son save tomorrow.

You want to co-opt me with tears to move. - Yes I want that.

You had decided first leave me. -Yes.

Now it's too late, Mercedes. I have to duel tomorrow.

And I will! Warom do you chase after us?

Fernand has lied when he you announced death.

I never forgive him for that. But we were already lost for each other.

You were in prison. But by whose agency?

Read this, please.

I brought my letter through this note youth in prison.

My father died, my fiancée married another.

The letter is anonymous! -Yes twice.

Caderousse wrote the beginning. The end is from Fernand Mondego!

Then everything is lost. Everything. You can never forgive that.

It was hard for me. But it gets worse for me.

Wait a very long night until my son will die.

What time is it? -Two o'clock.

Another six hours ..

I believed that you loved me. Now I doubt that - Mercedes!

You won. Your son will come back alive.

I promise you. And at the same time you are also freed from me.

If I miss him, he'll hit me certainly. He has the second shot.

You will not kill him or injure.

I give you my word. -Thank you

Monsieur de Morcerf said that he is on his way ... There he is!

One does not go to a duel on horseback! -He is not dressed properly!

He is crazy.

I need the count from Monte-Cristo.

That is against the rules! -Follow me.

Mr. Monte-Cristo! I knew yesterday only half the truth.

I've heard everything last night. I ask you to accept my apologies ...

..for the betrayal that Lieutenant Mondego 23 years ago.

My witnesses do not think hopefully that I am cowardly.

It will be my duty to be in the future to prove the opposite.

My dear Morcerf!

We can say goodbye here. - I'm coming.

Monsieur de Morcerf you want to speak.

Sir! My son refused, but I will duel with you!

Then immediately! And here on the spot!

Is it clear to you that Edmond Dantes has conquered you?

Edmond Dantes ...

Let the Monsieur de Morcerf out! My house remains closed for him!

Are you ready? Yes, just a second.

The survey committee of the Senate states that M. de Moncerf are dishonorable function is released.

MARSEILLE, AN EVENING IN FEBRUARY 1837

Mother, do not be so sad anymore! Your son becomes a naval officer.

I am stuck in five years sure captain.

When does the ship sail out? -On Friday. To Egypt.

Via Bastia, Malta and Tripolis. -The same trip ...

What do I have to do until you return? -You will wait for me.

You will be sitting at this window again. - I'm used to that.

I waited for my whole childhood and looked over the sea ...

AND HERE END IT STORY OF MONTE CHRISO. (Translation: Bommel44)