Production and rental of studio "REGINA".
ARIS NISSOTTI and PIER O'CONNELL represent.
Edmond Dantes PIER RISHAR-WILM.
Mercedes MICHEL ALPHA.
De Villefort EME CLARION (from "Comedie Française")
Bertuccio MARCEL ERRAN.
Abbot Faria ERMET ZAKKONI.
"COUNTY OF MONTE-CHRIST" Epoch One: EDMON DANTES.
According to the famous novel by ALEXANDER DUMA-father.
Caderousse ALEXANDER RINGEO.
Fernand ANRI BOSK.
Noirtier JACQUES BOOMER
and others...
Carcotte LIN NORO.
Morel CHARLES GRANVAL.
Producer: ROBERE WERNE.
Composer: GOD DEZORMER.
The novel by Alexander Dumas-father had undeniable success,
despite some overabundance of romance, according to some.
But such as they are, like it to someone or not, these characters have become historical.
It was in this context that we revived them on the screen.
BUREAU ON EQUIPMENT OF SHIPS
Gentlemen, great news! He's coming!
"Is this already official?" Yes Yes.
It enters the port. Gentlemen, triple "Hurray!"
Hooray! Hooray!
Mr. Morel, he's coming!
- "Pharaoh"?! - Yes. Go look, it's gorgeous!
- What a joy! - Oh, yes, now I'm calm.
- But I was worried. - I also.
Although we all pretended to be confident of success.
"Dad, is this our ship?" - Yes.
His ship! You heard that, huh?
"Can I look in the telescope?" "Go, it's on my desk."
Papa, where does this ship sail from?
From India, my dear.
He spent several weeks at sea, passed through all the storms,
He carries a load of spices and valuable nuts.
"So I'll get the presents?" "Whatever you like, dear!"
The ship carries us real wealth. Now if it sank...
Do not think about it, since he's already here.
Dad, why is there a black flag on the mast?
Wait, let's see.
A black flag is raised if the ship loses a member of the team on a campaign.
Maximilian is right - they lost a man in the sea.
On Marsa-gitovy! Cleaver-niral! On the mizzen sheet!
Anchor to produce it!
Sails to gitovy!
Shkot give!
The whole team is working, you are resting alone!
I'm sick.
The pennant is lowered to half,
tie a flag with a knot!
"And while your work is being done by others!" "It's not my fault that I fell ill."
Rei cross!
Come down with me to my cabin. We need to explain ourselves.
Too late to explain.
But it's more in your interests than in mine.
Come on.
So, this heat does not allow you to stand?
I do not know, my stomach is burning.
At you thus is everything, that this fire to extinguish.
It's your own business, Caderousse.
Only since we lost our captain,
you are sitting idly by! "I will not follow your orders!"
I had a title, you were nobody. The captain was to replace me!
But the team refused to trust you with the command.
And - I have nothing to do with it - she chose me to command "Pharaoh".
You managed to tune them against me!
They felt that you were stronger, and you used it.
Ha! Who at your age will refuse to be a captain?
But it was not by the rules!
And now, when you have to explain with Mr. Morel, you have begun to doubt.
I see you through.
I'll make you a royal offer.
You agree to tell Mr. Morel,
that you refused the command because you were sick?
Are you kidding?!
So you prefer that I tell the truth?
What did the team refuse from you because you were drunk from morning till night?
Drunk in an insole every night? "If you say so..."
The choice is yours.
Come in!
Captain! Mr. Morel got on board.
Well thank you.
Made a choice?
Naturally. But this is blackmail.
As you wish.
The team will testify, and Mr. Morel will form his opinion.
The rest will say how you are.
So for me it's better to say that I was sick and...
and that I myself refused the command.
Good.
I give you my word.
Hello, Mr. Morel. "Good evening, Caderousse." Captain at home?
Yes... Captain, ha!
He's got me, Captain! Ugh!
But I will take revenge.
Where and how did this misfortune happen to him?
He died of a nervous fever.
He suffered for 3 days and died in my arms.
All the details I wrote down in the logbook.
Yes... And how did you take command?
Well, here... Caderousse was sick, and he refused.
The team chose me. And, thanks to the devotion of everyone and the Lord's help,
the return was not too difficult.
I think, dear Dantes, the team made the right choice.
All the people on board are my friends.
- And you all were satisfied? - All without exception.
Well, then they all will get a good bonus.
And... what about the cargo?
Sign in.
Excuse me, Mr. Morel, but here they ask the captain.
The one who is very happy with his return!
- My father? - Yes.
Will you, Mr. Morel? He's old. I was afraid, I will not even see him.
Go, hug him. And tell me that he can be proud of you.
I do not wish to diminish the merits of Captain Leclerc,
but it seems to me, "Pharaoh" in good hands?
What do you think, Penelan? Always exemplary, always in a good mood.
With him, people are confident in themselves.
In discipline, he is a bit strict. But it's fair.
My baby!
You've been gone so long! Just to go round half the world.
But you have not changed at all. "Oh, he has changed!"
I'm quite old.
But since the "Pharaoh" returned to Marseilles, I became younger for 10 years!
So imagine what became of me!
And... Mercedes?
Dantes told me that you were ill?
I got a fever because of the bad water that I drank.
It's a pity. You missed the opportunity to demonstrate your abilities.
Well, I'll introduce myself. But your damage, Mr. Morel, is very large.
"My damage?" Delay for 10 days is expensive.
If I were at the helm, this would not happen.
But you could not make the weather better.
No. But we would not have strolled to the island of Elba.
What for? "Pharaoh" made a stop on the island of Elba?
Yes. Fantasy of Mr. Dantes.
For sure, Napoleon invited him to dine,
to have a little fun.
"Dantes did not say anything to me." It does not surprise me.
It is much easier to explain the delay of bad weather.
Naturally, I'm not saying this at the expense of Dantes.
Yes? And here, just, and he.
Caderousse gave you a list of goods on board?
I was just telling Mr. Morel that you gave it to me. He's downstairs.
So go for him, please. It is needed for customs.
Yes, Captain.
Did he tell you about his illness?
He said that he was poisoned by bad water.
Does it deserve leniency?
- Maybe. - And tell me,
It seems that Caderousse dislikes you?
He undoubtedly reproaches me for using the opportunity.
It's so natural. I forgive him.
I think he has no other claims? No no.
But you did not explain to me the reason for your being late.
It's true. I visited the island of Elba for 3 days.
Yes, but for what reason?
Well... before his death.
Captain Leclair handed me an envelope to take him to Elba Island.
It was evident that it was very important for him that this was done.
And to reassure him, I swore I would do it myself.
Who will reproach me for the oath given to the dying man?
Precisely not me, my dear Dantes.
Tell me, will you go ashore?
No, I have to attend the customs visit.
All the papers are in order. But, excuse me, I can not stay.
I can not wait, really... can not wait to embrace someone.
- A! And when is the wedding? - ABOUT...
At least today - dinner on the engagement. By the way,
it will be a great honor for us if you agree to be our guest.
With great pleasure, my dear. Thank you.
All our relatives and friends will be there. I'll be glad to introduce you to Mercedes!
It's unreasonable, it's not serious!
We are cousins, only friendship is possible between us.
Demanding more, you lose time, my poor Fernand.
You say so, as if I am the master of my feelings!
Then swear to me that I will not see you again.
Wherever you are, I'll follow you!
I'm very patient.
But I can be cruel if they refuse me!
I know. But I do not care.
My answer, as before, is no!
I have ambitions. And I will succeed!
One day I will become very rich, very powerful, I'm sure!
And then, Mercedes, you will regret me!
I will then be married to a loved one,
I will have beautiful, I hope, children,
and I will be very glad that you will become...
By the way, who do you want to become?
A general? A banker? Cardinal?
In the latter case, avoid hasty marriage.
OK OK... Scoff at my illusions?
I do not scoff at yours. "Over illusions?"
You still hope for the return of Dantes.
After a six-month absence!
Do you have any news?
Yes, even if he is alive, maybe he stopped loving you?
"It's disgusting what you say!" "Only he shares us!"
I wanted him so badly that Heaven heard me!
"Pharaoh" will never return.
Even in the company believe that he disappeared.
"Shut up!" "Oh, Mercedes!"
You can not spend all your youth on the grave!
Mercedes!
Edmond!
You! Alive!
Darling, you're here!
I was so afraid you would not come back!
This is Fernand, my cousin.
I am very glad to meet you.
"Pharaoh" was late, and we were afraid that an accident occurred.
Ah, this is... Swimming was difficult.
And restless. But nonetheless!
And for the hour that I'm on the land, I arranged everything for a dinner in honor of our engagement.
- Tonight! - Tonight?
I hope you will too? At 8 pm in the gazebo of the tavern "Marinier".
Thank you, monsieur, but I do not think that...
No, Fernand, come, it's important to me.
For me there is nothing more precious than the sincere friendship between you and Edmond.
If you are a friend of Mercedes, you will be my friend.
Then I agree.
Until the evening.
Our engagement... So you still love me?
Does that surprise you?
"And when is the wedding?" As soon as possible.
I'll just go to Paris and come back.
"You have business in Paris?" "Just send the letter,
but in their own hands. I'll explain it later.
And then we get married?
And we will be very happy?
Yes.
If you are... Do you still love me?
Is M. De Villefort still in his office?
Mr. prosecutor today does not accept anyone.
I ask, is he here? "He's here, but not..."
Good. Tell him immediately. "Very well, monsieur."
I would be surprised if Mr. Prosecutor accepted you.
He has an engagement in the evening. So what?
What? Tonight is a ball at his bride, Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran.
Is this the reason that thieves are resting, and the murderers are sitting at home?
No. But I would be very surprised...
Mr. Crown Prosecutor asks you to enter.
"Mr. Crown Prosecutor?" I ask you to.
I raced without stopping from Paris to personally convey to you
a message from the Minister of Police. "I'm listening to you."
From reliable sources we learned that the usurper is planning to return to France.
He is in correspondence with Paris.
To speed up the negotiations, the supporters of the emperor sent one of his favorites to Marseilles.
He must receive an important message there.
This man must be arrested! His name?
We do not know. These gentlemen are extremely cautious.
But we have a description of it.
I would like to know why the Minister of Police directs you to the royal prosecutor,
and not to the police chief Marcel?
His Excellency expects special diligence from you.
His Majesty himself is interested in this matter.
So the emperor's landing is considered possible?
But against him rises the whole of France!
Again, the war and the worst adventures will begin.
Who can wish for his return?
Fanatics.
For example, like your father.
A! Do you know?
Paris knows everything, Mr. Prosecutor.
Then he knows my commitment to the Bourbons?
And your forthcoming alliance with the family that remained faithful to the king.
That is why His Excellency is doubly waiting for you.
The zeal, which he does not expect from the chief of police.
I will do my best to justify his trust.
I have reliable agents, which I will immediately notify.
I have an engagement party today, but I'll demand an hourly report on this matter.
What is the description of your person?
55 years old, gray whiskers,
coat on buttons,
medal of the Legion of Honor.
What do you want?
The information, monsieur.
Does the bride of Dantes live here?
Yes, monsieur. "Can I see her for a minute?"
She... in her room. Dress up.
Yes, she's having an evening's dinner about the engagement...
Forgive me for insisting, but...
I need to tell her just one word.
You've never been so beautiful.
I've never been so happy.
Who knocked?
A stranger who wants to tell you a few words.
- On what issue? - I don't know.
Calm down, mademoiselle, I need only information.
On the way to the "Pharaoh" home.
Mr. Dantes aboard this sailboat
- acted as captain? - Yes it is.
Do you know if Pharaoh came to the island of Elba?
Yes, monsieur.
I search everywhere for Mr. Dantes,
but I just can not find it. Where can I see it?
Now he must be in the office of his company.
But in an hour he, for sure, will be in the arbor of the tavern "Marinier".
Thank you, mademoiselle.
One more question.
He did not tell you anything about the letter...
which must be taken to Paris?
Yes.
So, does he have it?
You ask too many questions, monsieur!
I told you where to find my fiance. He can answer you better than me.
Thank you for your courtesy, mademoiselle.
Mademoiselle! Monsieur!
Who is it? "I know no more than yours."
He frightened me.
All these questions, a mysterious kind... I even got my hands frozen.
"And really, you're all like a little ice." He made the same impression on me.
Well, sit down, I'll put your hair.
No, give me time to come to my senses.
I, as I saw him, immediately thought about the bad news.
You're crazy! Nothing justifies such emotions!
- No, it's like a premonition. - Do not worry.
Edmond - only friends, no one wants him evil.
If Caderousse drank a bottle of vodka, then something in the world bothers him.
"I've been waiting for you to get everything in order." - Yes. Garson!
Same.
Do you write memoirs? "Oh, no, they would be too sad."
I prefer to forget the dirty tricks I've done.
I forgive.
- There were problems in swimming? - Problems?
Are you saying that I missed the chance of my whole life because of a bastard, a bastard, a rascal?
Yes, but you do not know...
Another in my place would take a gun and "puff!".
And why did not you do "puff!"?
To be put in jail?
Instead of a gun take a glass of wine.
No, I do not write memoirs. I am writing to the royal prosecutor.
"Wow, you have a connection!" "I'll give him a bastard for this!"
Let him be put in prison. An interesting way to scold.
Only I and my handwriting are a little confused.
I know perfectly well what I wanted to tell the prosecutor!
As this type traveled to meet with the emperor,
how he brought the letter -
for this alone he can clap 6 years!
Anonymous letter - it's not very cool!
Maybe you're right. And I must forgive Mr. Dantes.
So you complain about Dantes?!
ABOUT! I've been hammering an hour already!
Are you deaf, my poor Fernand? "Did Dantes work for the Bonapartists?"
I swear by health, I saw a letter in his cabin.
And after what he did to you, you are ready to forgive,
knowing that you can put him down without risking anything?
I do not know how to make phrases.
And besides - the letter is anonymous. Oh, yes it's all politics.
????
Everyone who works for Napoleon, - it's bad French!
And our duty is to convey them. You think so?
Well, show me your paper.
Yes... ha ha ha...
So they do not understand anything.
If you want to...
If you want, I'll write you a letter.
Would not it be better to forgive him?
And a drink? Aha.
With this kind of crooks, one must be on the alert.
On, take the pen.
Come on... write!
Mr. Crown Prosecutor!
Quiet! Quiet!
A word to Mr. Morel!
Dear friends, there is no need to say that I am happy to be among you
and raise your glass for the health of the young!
Mercedes - the beauty, Dantes - brave of brave men. All perfectly!
But there is one thing that I want to tell you right away:
Edmond Dantes finally appointed captain of the "Pharaoh"!
I raise my glass for their success!
For their love! For their happiness!
Mr. Morel! I do not know how to thank you!
Thank you! Thank you!
Thank you all! I'm so happy!
"Why are you crying?" From happiness...
Yes? "What a strange question!"
Then why is it so easy not to say?
We are not alone.
Tell me at least that you love me.
But, my dear friend, I repeat, we are not alone!
"How do you like the bride?" She has 2 million dowries.
"To me, she's slightly arrogant. - She has 2 million dowry, not to mention the inheritance."
In addition, Saint-Meran is an influential family, accepted at court.
The prosecutor wants to get an appointment to Paris.
With his name? His father is a Bonapartist.
The prosecutor no longer wears his father's surname.
Noirtier - forgotten! De Villefort sounds much better.
And Mr. Noirtier at the celebration is not?
Bonapartist at Saint-Merans?!
It was enough for Mr. Noirtier to stay at home.
Forgive me, Renee, they call me.
So, you are more important than our happiness? Even this evening?
Service to the king is more important than my happiness, no matter how big it is!
Stand back, please.
Sire, I allowed myself to disturb you...
I myself asked you about it in case of new facts.
Exactly! A letter came to your office.
In it - a denunciation is not a certain Dantes, the captain of the ship "Pharaoh".
He is carrying the very letter that we are looking for.
From whom did this denunciation come?
The letter is anonymous, Mr. Prosecutor. But I decided...
You did the right thing.
Immediately search the "Pharaoh" and urgently bring me this Dantes.
"This way, Mr. Prosecutor?" "No, in my office."
I'll be there in a quarter of an hour. Good.
Did you notice that your cousin did not want to drink to our health?
????
Maybe you do not have enough?
I now have everything! All!
Are you happy, Dantes, eh?
Ah, Sir Morel, I'm like in a dream!
I've been waiting for this day... This is the best day of my life!
Do not go out to anyone!
Who of you - Mr. Edmond Dantes?
It's me, monsieur.
"What does he want from you?" I do not know.
Monsieur, of course, will tell us.
Edmond Dantes! In the name of the king, you are under arrest!
There is a reason for this! Which one?
You will find out during the interrogation.
Please follow me without giving any resistance.
Take this man away!
I will not leave you! "Be reasonable."
This is mistake. Everything will be clarified quickly.
I am Mr. Morel, the armorer.
I'm ready to vouch for this monsieur, the captain on one of my sailboats.
I have an order to arrest him and escort him to the royal prosecutor.
For the last time, Edmond Dantes, I urge you to follow me.
If you love me, Mercedes, be brave.
Then go, but... come back soon!
That's what it must be!
Edmond!
More courageous! It will not be an hour before I return.
My child, my child...
"We probably will not see him again..." Do not say stupid things.
Never! Never! "Well, where did you get this from?"
Father!
Why did you come to me?
Hug you on the day of your engagement.
Between us,
could have invited me.
You know perfectly well that this is impossible.
But I know you too well not to build illusions.
You brought here not my father's love.
I'm ready to draw a joke,
To see how far your nose can extend.
But...
it would be careless.
I will not hide - two policemen are assigned to me.
So, these were your signs?
To slip away from these gentlemen,
I thought it best to hide here.
I have?!
The apartment of the prosecutor - magnificent shelter!
Not everyone can, of course!
You lend me your bathroom, the razor
and some things of your wardrobe? "Father!"
If the royal police have any complaints against you, do not expect me to cover you up.
Okay.
Well done!
Just do not be a fool.
The police are looking for me on the stairs.
And a minute later he'll come in here.
Your choice - enter the family of Saint-Meran -
not the most successful. This can draw attention to your father.
A! I hear in the hall a delicate noise of agents' shoes.
I will enter your chambers.
Or will you arrest me like a gypsy?
You have 10 seconds to decide.
Go to my chambers!
The voice of reason!
What a touching scene!
I'll indulge your emotions at your door.
What you need?
A thousand apologies, Mr. Prosecutor,
we entered, thinking that the room was empty.
And what do you need?
We pursued the person whose omens we were given.
And you are looking for him in my office?! On my desk? Maybe in my bed?!
This man is hiding in this house.
You have lost your mind, gentlemen! Are you drunk?
When the police are after you, you will not go to the royal prosecutor!
Perhaps he decided that there was no one here?
But, I'm sure, he was climbing the stairs! "It would be an unheard-of insolence!"
Okay, gentlemen, I'm not stopping you anymore.
Search wherever you want.
Forgive me, Mr. Prosecutor, that I will ask you a question:
Have you been in your office for a long time? "About half an hour."
And nobody entered your office?
No one.
Sorry. This door
it leads to your private quarters?
She leads to my bathroom.
And to go to your house, there is no other door?
Do not have another one.
Then this subject hid in the hallway. Or rose higher.
It's impossible! The man coming down from above did not see anyone coming up.
And if the public prosecutor allows,
I would ask permission to enter your house.
I repeat to you...
Oh, forgive me, my son!
I did not know that you had people.
You will allow, gentlemen, to interrupt me your meeting,
to say goodbye to my son?
Of course.
Give my congratulations to your bride.
And wishes you both happiness!
And thank her parents for insisting
in my presence at this ball.
Good-bye, son!
And do not try to persuade me to stay, things are waiting for me!
Gentlemen! I return to you the prosecutor.
As you can see, gentlemen, no one came to me.
My father would have noticed it.
But, being professionals, you want to see my private quarters,
I gladly allow it to you.
Mr. Prosecutor, Edmond Dantes was arrested. He's in the hallway.
Here are the papers that we found with him.
Enter the accused. And you, monsieur, do not go far.
Edmond Dantes, come in!
Mr. prosecutor!
What did you do at the time of your arrest?
I celebrated my engagement.
Here's how!
- So do I. - Yes?
Then, Mr. Prosecutor, you will understand the feelings of my bride,
and... my impatience to find out what crime they accuse me of.
Do you know your enemies?
I mean too little to have them!
However, you are accused of bringing a compromising letter from Elba Island.
Ah, here's the thing! All the better! This will be easy for me to explain.
Dying, my captain gave me such an order.
And I kept my promise.
Not even knowing what was in this letter.
Do you give my word of honor? "The word of a sailor!"
I have the best profession in the world, I marry a beloved woman!
What the hell would I be doing politics?
So, you will have no objection, if this letter is in my hands?
There will only be pluses!
If only it reached the addressee. Then I will make this promise.
And why did not you think that this careless promise?!
Mr. prosecutor, but how can you argue with the dying?
Your frankness is obvious to me.
So much so that I can return to my bride?
As soon as I receive the letter after the search of "Pharaoh".
Well, there again? Come in!
Mr. Prosecutor, you want to see one person on an urgent matter.
"In the case of Edmond Dantes?" "Yes, Mr. Prosecutor."
Okay, let him come in.
Ah, Mr. Prosecutor! Thank God I was not late.
I came to vouch for this man and pay a bail for him.
Any amount! Just let him go to your father and to the bride!
A deplorable mistake has plunged them into deep sorrow!
As you can see, Mr. Dantes, you have enemies, but there are people who love you!
Be calm, monsieur, this case will be resolved from the minute to the minute.
And your master Dantes will be returned to you.
"How's Mercedes?" She went home.
Despite her courage, she felt uneasy.
I very much regret this incident.
Immediately let you go I can not,
but you, monsieur, go to this girl
and tell her that her fiance will be with her in an hour.
Oh, thank you, Mr. Prosecutor! Thank you!
And you, Dantes, hurry!
Tell her, let him rejoice, Mr. Morel, that everything has been clarified.
And tell me... that I love her.
I'm running, dear friend!
This unpleasant incident
- I was very touched. - Yes?
Yes. A friend who puts a fortune on your honesty,
a fiancé, fainting, a loving father. Not so often you will meet!
You said that you also celebrated the engagement?
Yes. And I also have a father.
But all this is completely different.
You do not know, Mr. Dantes, how I envy you!
Come in!
- Mr. prosecutor! - At last! Have you brought a letter?
I found him in plain sight on the captain's desk.
"I had no reason to hide it." Let's.
Now that you have the letter, can I go?
Mr. Noirtier, Kok-Heron Street, Paris.
Just a second!
Leave us alone, monsieur.
Once the letter is in your hands, what are you afraid of?
All that I ask is do not hear about him anymore!
A second, monsieur!
- So... - What's happening?
You are involved - against the will, I am convinced of this, -
in a conspiracy against state security.
I?!
The one who delivered this letter is waiting for hard labor.
Hard labor?!
I showed you my sympathy.
I will help you get out of this story.
- And what should I do? - Forget about this letter.
Let's agree that you never held it in your hands.
And to erase all traces...
- burn it! - I trust you.
I will obey you in all your advice.
Take the candelabra from the shelf.
You do not know where it came from
and to whom it is addressed!
Whatever happens, about what you would not be asked,
you never say the name Noirtier!
You give me your word?
I give.
Like this.
There are no traces left.
"Now, Mr. Prosecutor, can I go?"
Go into the hallway.
Wait until I give instructions to the police.
Mr. Prosecutor, thank you for your kindness
on behalf of my father and my bride!
Father, someone is coming!
Yes. Someone is in a hurry.
Perhaps this is it?
Good news!
"Have you seen him?" "The prosecutor." He's very kind.
Everything settled. "So he's coming back?"
At any moment. "Did you speak with him?"
He asked me to tell you, and I do this word for a word:
"Tell Mercedes, let rejoice. Everything was resolved!"
"Tell her I love her!"
"Father!" He is saved! - Yes.
Pass this note to the commandant of the castle If.
Edmond Dantes is a dangerous conspirator.
Let him be put in a cell in a dungeon,
so that he does not come out from there ever!
This is the last day of 1814.
February 26, 1815 Napoleon leaves the island of Elba
and will return to Paris, while Louis XVIII will go into exile.
In 100 days Napoleon will lose his empire.
And Louis XVIII will return to the throne.
Amazing quadrille,
in which the powers of this world in turn will share honor and wealth,
until, forgotten by everyone, Edmond Dantes in the depths of his cell
waited in vain for him to be judged.
Who are you?
Prisoner, like you.
2 years, day and night I dug this move,
to try and escape.
And so he brought me to his companion,
as miserable as I am.
Are you also refused to be judged?
No.
I was sentenced to life imprisonment.
What did you do?!
ABOUT! The most horrible!
I knew too much about too many people.
"Who are you?" - Was!
Abbot of Faria.
And you? What crime did you commit?
I do not know.
Once I was arrested... when I was completely happy...
On the evening of my engagement!
Since then, I am rotting here!
And your mother is still alive?
No...
But my father was still alive when I was arrested.
He was lonely...
old...
without means of subsistence!
Oh! What became of him now!
You will be my friend.
Trust in Providence.
It will necessarily send someone,
to take care of your father.
I will not disturb you, Mr. Dantes?
Your visits, Mr. Morel, I'm always happy!
I'm sorry that I can not come more often,
I have the very problem. Big problems!
- In family? - Fortunately, no.
Maximilian and Julie grow on joy to me.
But things are not going well.
Luck is over.
Here you will not find it. "Still nothing?"
No news!
Wherever I go, no one knows anything.
My troubles, too, did not give anything, but this is not a reason to despair!
No, your son will be back soon!
And he must find you in good health!
Now, I brought you this. Will help you take care of yourself.
No!
No, Mr. Morel,
you already did a lot already!
And my end is near.
My Julie embroidered it specially for you!
So you can not refuse, you will offend me.
Yes, but... what's inside!
You said yourself that things are not going well.
But not to the same extent!
Luck has left me, but she will return.
But the main thing - do not worry!
Whatever happens, the last days of Father Edmond Dantes will be provided.
Since I've been inspecting the prison, I've always heard the same song:
"I am innocent, they feed me badly!" It's so monotonous!
I, too, can not show you this rare bird - prisoner, satisfied with fate.
And the Lord sees how we treat them with all humanity!
"Who's here?" "Abbot Faria, you know him."
- Yes I remember. Still the same insane? - Would you like to see?
No, no, it's preferable to another. "Then come here."
Caution!
"Who's here?" Innocent, of course!
I already do not remember his name. What's his name there?
"Edmond Dantes, Mr. Commander." What did he do?
Nothing, of course!
This is a dangerous conspirator.
"In the service of whom?" "I do not remember anymore, he's been here so long!"
"We'll look at him and go to dinner." "Then open it!"
My friend, do you have complaints?
I am the chief inspector of royal prisons.
You can speak with all openness.
Are you well fed?
What are you complaining about?
Did not we get that rare bird?
So, then, my friend, you have nothing to ask me?
I ask that they judge me!
To be punished if I committed a crime.
But that I should stand trial!
I have been waiting in this cell for many years!
What I've done?!
I do not know what became of my father, my bride...
I can not stand more than waiting!
I ask that they judge me, Mr. Inspector.
It's all.
Or let me die of hunger.
It will be easier to bear!
This person did not appear before the court?
I will show you his charges.
"I'll study your file." "I'm not asking for anything else!"
There can not be anything serious against me, because I'm innocent!
A! You too!
Well, we'll see.
Mr. Inspector!
You... you have no idea how I suffered.
Tell me...
one word... at least...
at least something that would give me hope!
Patience, my friend, patience!
- Come on. - Yes.
Why did not this person appear before the court?
Ah, I remember! You will find in his file a terrible note by Mr. de Villefort!
De Villefort? Charming man.
I had the pleasure of having supper with him.
One of the best cuisines in Paris! Here's how...
What did they want from you?
This is a prison inspector.
He will study my file.
He told me to hope.
All the inspectors say the same thing.
I saw five in 17 years.
And, as you can see, I'm still here.
17 years!
And I was alone!
Yes indeed.
I was lucky in my troubles - I have you.
Oh, here you too exaggerating.
You deserve more,
than spend your days and nights with the old crazy abbot Faria.
Father, if Providence did not send me to you,
I would have died long ago. Yes...
But you're still too young to be a philosopher.
Pascal said:
"All the troubles of man come from that,
that he can not remain sealed in his room."
If I had been told,
that I will be in prison for an unknown crime,
where I will study science, history, Italian,
I would have fallen into a stupor.
All this you are obliged to
to his friend Filbert.
Wilför!
Why this person who did not even know me,
Wished for my destruction?
To save Noirtier,
person,
which was intended for the letter from the island of Elba.
To save his father!
Oh...
If I ever get out of this prison,
my revenge will be terrible!
You did the right thing, that you urgently transported her to a villa in Otoya.
Was she steadfast? Madame Danglars was calm.
Was she already tormented?
The very first pains came.
The doctor with her?
I did not leave the villa until he arrived.
He knows how to keep a secret?
I chose it not by chance.
And I gave him your instructions.
- Save the mother... - And sacrifice a child.
- In which case. - He understood?
"I chose this man myself." "Thank you."
Go back there.
I'll come as soon as I can.
Knock 3 times with a clear interval. Do not open it to anyone else!
Sit down.
Come in!
What do you need?
Madame asked me to tell you what she was waiting for you in her boudoir.
Madame reminds that today you are going to the Opera.
Okay, I'll be right there.
You return to Otoy,
and warn Madam Danglars that I will be with her in an hour.
"But if you're going to the Opera..." Why do you think so?
I have a heart, I know where my presence is necessary!
"Mr. Crown Prosecutor?" I have no time!
You sentenced my brother Jerome Bertuccio to death!
"Your brother killed a man!" "It's a vendetta."
We Corsicans, and for us Vendetta - not a crime!
This is a crime against the law. Let me pass!
From now on, beware of day and night!
I am announcing to you a vendetta!
Do you want me to arrest you?
I warned you, Mr. Crown Prosecutor!
Your happiness that I'm in a hurry!
Take me to Otoy.
"What street, monsieur?" In Otoy. I'll show it there.
Well?
"Doctor upstairs." "What does he say?"
I did not see him. He did not leave Madame Danglars.
Should I get up or wait here?
And here is the doctor!
"Is it over, doctor?" Yes. Mother feels well.
And the child?
Even the world's poorest obstetrician could not have arranged an accident for him.
A!
It's a boy who just wants to live.
A beautiful child.
Thank you, doctor, for your services.
Do you know that this is a special case? Yes, it is known.
I do not know who did it, nor on whose behalf.
I already almost forgot that a child was born here tonight.
But I can not be asked for more than these failures in my memory.
I really appreciate it.
My carriage will take you. Thank you.
"Mr. de Villefort?" Who you are?
I advised you to beware of day and night, you did not heed! So much the worse for you!
One monotone day followed another monotonous day.
So 20 years have passed, but Dantes never appeared before the court.
Overseers have passed. You can go in!
You do not hear me?
Why do not you answer me?
Father! Do you feel sick?
My father!
Father, you have icy hands! What's wrong with you?
Oh, I fainted, but...
now I feel better.
I'll call for help, they'll take you to the infirmary!
To die there? There, away from you?!
Breathe more smoothly, my father, rest.
I need to talk to you,
until it's too late.
Listen!
I have a secret,
about which I did not tell you anything.
On the island of Monte Cristo
there are countless treasures,
hidden many centuries ago.
I found the place only a few days before my arrest.
But thanks to the plan that I made for you,
you can take them!
We studied the ways of escape together, and you know, my father, that this is impossible!
This method I just found!
First a mad old man, if he, of course, did not die.
Hey, devil, you're not dead, are you?
Hey, devil, are you snoring? Is it rotten?
He is even more than usual, and does not move!
Maybe this time it happened? It seems like that.
Already does not move.
Cold. Died at least an hour ago.
- Yes, and my eyes are closed. - It is a rarity! And what will we do?
We must warn the commandant.
It's over, Mister Commandant.
Then we will not pull. I said to bring the bag.
- My friend followed him. - Do not pull. Throw it immediately into the water!
Mr. Komendant, let me tell you that the prisoner is a Christian!
The prison priest is not in the castle. While we wait for him, we'll lose time!
We can postpone the ceremony until tomorrow morning.
I guarantee you that he will not escape anywhere during the night.
Mister Commandant, here's the sack.
"Come in."
He will be like a glove. Warn the prison priest.
And let tomorrow at dawn the abbot of Faria find the way on the bottom leading to heaven.
Requiem...
Amen!
Well done, gentlemen, do your work.
"Did you bring the rope?" Then to drag back?
We'll tie it upstairs.
Wow, he's heavier than he seemed.
I also complained about the soup. Come on.
Time...
two...
three!
Captain!
Man in the sea, on the starboard side!
You're wrong, father, we'll waste time!
"Is it wrong to save a person?" "You do not know him, well, and do not care."
"Man is a man, Benedetto." "Which sometimes drowns."
Did you find it strange appearance of this head like a water lily?
We'll sail, or it will be worse!
If I were you I would not have saved, but shot!
No! At the "Young Amelia" I command!
And I'll take you through customs.
Hey you, come here!
Hold the course.
Is it not pleasant for you, to render service to your neighbor just like that, for nothing?
Just to be yourself? Such feelings are not my style.
I've never seen anyone more mean than you.
Come on.
A little more effort.
Well, I'm saved!
And lost as much as 15 minutes. Perfectly!
Well done! "Bring the rum, you have to warm it up."
Here's how? Also rum?
And tobacco and lentils? Too he will offer?
All without exception! Besides! This is for you!
Well, well, lad! From a distance?
Yeah...
Now warm up.
Tatu, give him what to wipe.
And how did you end up in such a situation?
Well...
I was on a small sailboat,
we were overwhelmed.
At night, a gust of wind blew,
and we sank.
What happened to the rest,
I do not know this.
Father, he's lying! At night, the weather was fine.
Do not go into your own business!
You're talking nonsense, because I was stupid to ask questions.
Who you are does not concern me.
Where are you from? I do not care.
Thank you!
Guns shoot when a prisoner escapes.
It's him, father! So what? What are you doing?
Let everyone do their own thing, the police - smugglers,
and then everything will be all right.
Listen, my name is Bertuccio.
Do not ask me questions about my cargo and route,
then we will be in the calculation.
I owe you my life.
That's all I'll take out of our acquaintance.
Good answer.
Do you want to stay with us or land you on the beach?
I need to go to Monte Cristo. If, by chance, you pass by...
It's on the way.
But your island is a forgotten place where you will die of hunger, thirst and boredom!
There I need it.
It's your business.
And in gratitude, Captain, I promise you and your people,
when you return, a huge reward.
Leave a reward to yourself.
I have done you a favor out of love for God. You owe me nothing.
Then you'll do me a favor.
You do not understand my gratitude!
Come on. God keep you! And pleasant days on the island of Monte Cristo!
Thank you!
Bad news?
"It does not get any worse." "And no hope?"
No.
Has Mr. Morel been warned?
Not yet.
News?
Your kind is eloquent, my poor friend.
I always made a confident appearance, now tell me the truth.
The captain of the port interrogated the crews calling at the port for a month.
So what?
Nothing.
Such a long delay, without any news...
There is no hope.
Yes. Well...
This is the end!
The third for a year!
Yes. This is ruin.
Well no!
All our bills were in the same hands.
"Thomson and French" give us the last postponement in 3 weeks.
Three weeks more or less...
If the "Pharaoh" does not return - this is bankruptcy.
Ah, I pretend to work, poor friend, but my head is busy with the other.
I just do that I stand by the window, trying to see the sails of "Pharaoh"!
I do not live anymore.
My poor children, what will happen to them now?
But what did I do to deserve such punishment?!
STANDING YARD "GARSKI BRIDGE" Host - KADRUSS.
AN OWNED HOUSE Sale by auction.
You, of course, drink!
Pretty boy!
Yes, and under your ad.
All the same, everything will be sold. How it prevents to drink?
Do not want to try to get it out, do something?
For once in your life be a man!
To be a man - it is to accept misfortunes without complaining.
ABOUT!
Correctly my mother said: "You will regret, babe!
Such a beauty, but you go out for this insignificance!"
It's you who's so beautiful!
Do you want to get a bottle in the face?
- Full? I will not refuse! - Listen,
you have 3 days until we are expelled.
Find a way to save us!
- What way? - It does not matter what!
Empty words, women's words!
I can not work miracles!
Excuse me,
I am Buzzoni's father and would like to speak with Mr. Cadrus.
With me?
I have an assignment for you
from one of your old friends.
Sit down.
And you bring us something cold.
It is a pity to miss the opportunity.
What is it about, my father?
Do you remember...
Edmond Dantes?
Dantes? Of course!
But it was a long time ago. He was dead long ago!
No.
He died recently.
In the castle of If.
There, a fellow prisoner gave him a diamond
great value.
And dying,
Dantes instructed me to hand this diamond
to that of his old friends,
whom I will consider the most worthy.
Show the stone.
Here he is.
And how much does it cost?
Thousand fifty francs.
Jesus, Mary, Joseph, protect us!
But... if you were a close friend of Dantes,
you should know what has become of
with those whom he loved?
Besides me, he did not have any friends.
He seems to have a bride?
Mercedes? O-la-la! Ha!
This quickly was comforted!
She married her cousin.
His life was a success. He became a general.
And Count de Morcerf.
"Did Mercedes get married?" And she even has a son!
No, it's true, leave such a stone to a girl who forgot him so quickly...
It would be unfair!
And... in Dantes...
was there a father?
Ah, poor old man... He died.
From grief, poverty...
And no one helped him?!
Ah, Holy Father, we were not rich, but we did our best.
Think! Cadrusse would never have left his father Edmond Dantes!
I must say that Mr. Morel also showed kindness.
Mr. Morel? Armator?
He is rich, it was easy for him. I studied charity.
And here we are... A? We...
What we gave was from the heart!
But Dantes retained his fiancee
such touching memories,
that I have hesitations,
whether it is necessary to deprive it of at least part of this state.
After what Fernand did, -
After all, he informed Dante of the royal prosecutor...
Donos? About what?
Well, this is an old uninteresting story.
He is handsome, do not you think?
But I can not give it to anyone,
until I find out the whole truth about what happened.
It is better not to stir up all this.
Well, as you wish.
A diamond could be yours,
but if you prefer to keep quiet...
Tell the truth! The abbot can be told!
I would not like to make you remember the just remorse...
Come on, I have no reason to be silent!
The letter that Dantes brought from the island of Elba.
Fernand knew about it. How? I do not know this.
And since he dreamed of marrying Mercedes,
he got rid of the groom by imprisoning him.
Are you sure? "He wrote the denunciation with me!"
Although I told him it was a shame. "And you did not warn Dantes?"
Fernand convinced me that it was a joke.
When I found out that everything was serious, it was already late.
My poor friend! We still have not found out where he was taken.
And to make up for my mistake, I did for the old man what I could.
"And he died in poverty!" "If we had the means, this would not have happened!"
And most of all made it Caderousse!
Good.
Here's the stone. Give it to me!
"That's how manners!" I will not steal it! "Let me see how glitters!"
Ah, monsieur the abbe, for such a diamond for which only a woman will not go!
Forgive me for telling you this.
I fulfilled my mission. I leave you.
You did not touch your glass!
I do not drink.
Mister abbot, I hope we will see you again?
Maybe...
Be happy!
And let this diamond bring you what you deserve.
Hey, give me the diamond!
Another Edmond, his brother - it was not you, but me!
Give!
Or it will be bad!
Again you will say that I'm a lazy, a coward, a drunkard?
No.
Just give it here.
On.
Open the bottle to mark.
Your mother did not realize that I would give her daughter a diamond worth 50,000 francs?
Only now is he real?
Well, you will say!
To sell, you need to be sure.
I met Mr. Jouanes this morning.
You know, the jeweler from Paris?
He came to the fair in Boker.
Try to find him, right now.
- Come on. - Go on! Go!
But if this damn priest laughed at us...
Come on, hurry.
If he has already left, we will remain ignorant!
Do not lose! And most importantly, do not forget to come back!
Because I'll find you everywhere! "How can I leave such an angel!"
- Wait for me! - Yes.
50 thousand francs!
What? "It's me, Bertuccio."
Wait, I open it.
You lock yourself up like you have treasures in your house.
You got straight to the point. Then one cure fell to us directly from the sky
with such a diamond! "What cure?"
Buzzoni. His name is Father Buzzoni.
"The inheritance?" - Yes.
From old friend Cadurus - Dantes. Edmond Dantes.
It does not say anything to me, but the better for you.
For me - I'm waiting for the delivery.
Be careful, the customs officers found this house.
It is sold in 3 days. It is necessary to use it for the last time.
Calm business where I work alone.
"Give the key?" - It's easy, this night - the delivery of tobacco.
Come back here, a couple more hours and - fujit!
I will disappear. "No news from your son?"
Oh, do not tell me about him! It was he who took my ship from me.
But how crazy he is. Just right for hard labor!
And you do not care?
I've said Benedetto 100 times that it will end badly!
This guy spoiled my blood! "It does not do you credit."
My honor, you know, has nothing to do with it.
There will be a thunderstorm, you hear? "You will get wet."
I'm used to it.
Good luck! And I'll leave the key in a cache.
Good luck to you too!
"Hello to Cadrusu!" - Yes.
- Good evening! - Good evening.
Well? "I saw Juanes."
He offered me 45 thousand francs. "There's a thief!"
"But I did not decide anything myself." "Tell me, where is he?"
Do not worry. He looked at him, nodded and immediately wanted to buy!
Still - to deprive us of all our savings!
He left for Boker, but then he'll come back to find out what we decided.
He, for sure, will still bargain.
There. Here comes Juanes.
You see how he liked our diamond!
"Good evening, madam!" "Come in, Mr. Joinet, come in!"
Excuse me, I still have to ride a horse in Boker, but the storm begins.
Mr. Caderousse, I wanted to know your last word.
At the price that you offer, Mr. Juanes, that's impossible!
My mother told me that the stone costs at least 50 thousand francs!
Madame, your mother was right.
But I also need to get a small profit.
It is not so easy to find someone who blindly pays such a sum.
Maybe... others will ask you where you got the stone?
"But... this is an inheritance." No doubt!
But others will not be so accommodating.
And... money with you?
In the briefcase.
"Shall we have a drink and discuss it?" "Do you hear a thunderstorm?" I need to go.
So, madam, yes or no?
Oh... I thought you might get caught in the rain.
Do not you want to stay overnight with us? We could discuss everything.
Discuss? No, I gave you my price.
Oh, do you refuse an invitation made with all your heart?
I'm waiting in Boker. So, do I give you money or leave?
Decide!
Well, all right. What do you think?
- Well, yes! - Well, fine!
They are in packs of 10, it will be easy to count.
So you do not want to spend the night with us?
It would be logical, but I have a meeting.
So, 10, 20, 30, 40...
and 5 - 45! Here, Mr. Caderousse!
And here is a diamond!
- Handsomely? - Yes, beautiful thing.
Is that a small defect.
Well, if everyone is happy, maybe we'll have a drink?
Impossible, I'm running away.
Oh, this time everything is serious!
Listen, to Boker 18 km!
- You'll never get! - I'll get it!
I'll get there if I hurry!
Madame! Mister Cadrusse!
"Hey, give me some money!" "Are you in a hurry?"
Oh, you're completely bored with alcohol!
Have you seen how much it has in your briefcase? - Saw.
At least 100 thousand!
Do you think I lost 5,000 for a diamond, not expecting to get it elsewhere?
What? "Poor fool!"
While I tried with all my might to keep him,
you did not say anything, sticking to your bottle!
You wanted to take 5,000 francs from him for a night's lodging?
What a coward you are!
If you take away his 100 thousand francs and a diamond?
Do not you understand?
We would be enough for the rest of the day, not dependent on anyone!
"Would you do that?!" No. You! If only you were a man!
With such ideas of yours, I was lucky that he did leave.
On, take it. I'm not sure that they will bring happiness.
You did not pocket anything?
Count it.
Did not you wonder what our abbot had said when he was leaving?
"What did he say?" "Let this diamond bring you something,
that you deserve it!"
Oh well! Light the light to see better.
What?
It's me, Juanes!
It's impossible to go, so I decided to use your invitation.
Ah, monsieur Juanes! You are our friend!
Hey, Caderousse, it's Mr. Joinans! "I'm not interrupting you, Mr. Caderousse?"
Yes you are! He is so surprised, because a minute ago
he said: "It was not necessary to let go of Mr. Joinet!"
Hey, do something! "I'll take your horse to the stables and-"
and I will dissolve the fire, so that you dry out. "Oh, yes, I will not refuse!"
I'm completely wet!
And I'll get a bottle from my stocks. Now note!
Caderousse, do you advise white or red?
Red!
Hey, hey!
Your bed is ready, Mr. Juanes. You have a good night's sleep!
"Thank you, or you're tired." Where's my room? "Right above us." The best!
Well, after such a good dinner, I just have to thank you.
Well you, we were very pleased!
Good night, Caderuss. Wake me up tomorrow morning.
"Shall I wake you?" "I'll wake you myself."
At 6 in the morning, agreed. Your candle! Thank you Madam.
Goodnight! "Good night, Mr. Joinet!"
You forgot your briefcase!
This proves how I trust you.
You see!
"You said the room is above us?" "Right above us." The first door.
Thanks again!
You look like a miracle, that he did not suspect anything.
He forgot his briefcase. There was no point in killing him.
"Is the diamond in his pocket?" And 100 thousand francs? "Oh, shut up, shut up!"
You know, if you're afraid, I'll do it myself. But I will take everything myself.
He drank so much that he immediately snores.
Shit, did you regret it? "How can I do this?"
That's it.
All right?
"You doubt it, you would bring a scales." - You already have to ask about anything you can not.
Everything is ready, hurry. I stuffed everything.
- Tied it well? - How to.
A week later we meet in Marseilles. As usual. Thank you, old chap.
Till!
Oh, have we left the light and the fire?
We are spoiled!
Do not resist!
Do not come near me!
Do not fool around! There are two of us, and we are armed!
Do not come near me! Here it's dripping!
Blood!
So, you say that it was not you who killed Juanes?
I repeat: I do not know any Juanes and have never seen him!
When the customs officers entered the tavern, there were only you, with your hands in your blood.
And the victim killed by an ax. "Only because the others have fled."
The rest is who?
The hosts are Caderousse and his wife.
Which, in your opinion, killed a jeweler before your arrival?
It's not my business to investigate. But I repeat - I did not kill him.
I'm a smuggler, yes. For this I am ready to pay.
And about the rest - better find a cure. He knows more about this.
Well, and what was your cure name?
Bubboni... Buzzoni... something like that.
For sure, there is a connection between the diamond that he gave, and the appearance of the jeweler.
It is clear that this priest is the fruit of your imagination. And we're wasting time!
Last time...!
Mister judge, you are asked by a certain spiritual person.
Spiritual face?
I am Buzzoni's father.
And, again, say, the fruit of the imagination? "Shut up!"
Father, I'm very glad to see you.
Your name is implicated in the story of the diamond...
strange? But it is so.
I, indeed, passed it to Cadrus on the day of the murder
diamond, which was intended for him. Perhaps, but this does not change the fact,
that the accused was found with bloody hands.
I would not allow myself, Mr. Judge, to teach you to conduct an investigation.
But it is striking that between the moment when the customs officers saw the accused,
and the moment they entered the inn, it was simply impossible for Bertuccio
climb to the floor, kill a man and go down again.
- I have been saying this for 3 days already! - I ask you to be silent, at last!
I do not insist on murder.
But you will be attracted to smuggling!
Security! Lead the prisoner.
My father, I would like to ask you a few questions.
I'm at your service.
But I would advise you to read the newspapers.
This morning you would find there a story about the arrest of Caduzzus
and its full recognition.
If this can be of use to you...
Thank you.
I do not detain you anymore. "I have a big request for you."
I would like to see Mr. Bertuccio released.
Smuggling has been proven. I caught it and will not let it out.
But by law, can he be released on bail?
Of course. But there is hardly a fool who will pay 3,000 livres for his head!
"I know such a fool." - True?
It's me.
And this is 3 thousand livres.
"Are you hungry?" I was on a diet for 3 days.
If you did not appear...
Everything would be fine arranged. Only a little later.
But when I read in the newspaper that the smuggler Bertuccio was arrested,
I hurried to his rescue.
- But why? - In memory of a man,
which on the bridge of "Young Amelia" saved my life!
For the love of the Lord.
Was it you, my drowned man?
And now you have become a cure from the island of Monte Cristo?
No no. I went back to France to pay some bills.
A! With me you are already in the calculation.
This story could turn bad if they began to stir up my past...
"I prefer not to know anything." "Oh, I can tell you!"
I wanted to kill a man because of the vendetta.
The Crown Prosecutor.
M. De Villefort.
"Did you kill him?!" No, he missed. He survived.
The question is, which saint protects him? For this man... the canal!
- I know. - Criminal!
Criminal?
Benedetto - remember him?
Benedetto, your son?
He's not my son.
When I hit Villefort in the garden in Otoya,
He was holding a flashlight, which he dropped.
Picking up this lantern, I saw him on the path.
And next to him lay a chest.
In this chest was a newborn baby.
He was still alive.
Hence, Benedetto - this is the son de Villefort?
Yes.
I never told anyone.
Where's Benedetto?
In hard labor.
And for whom did you want to take revenge on your vendetta?
For my brother.
Your brother, Bertuccio,
and others,
many others, will soon be avenged!
Have you checked all accounts, Mr. Noble?
At us in cash department 32 512 francs and 42 centimes.
And in an hour "Thomson and French" We will be presented with a bill of 700 thousand francs.
"This is the end, Mr. Brisser." Yes, bankruptcy.
Disgrace! "I'm so sorry for Mr. Morel."
And he scares me.
"Did the same thought come to you, too?" Hello, ladies and gentlemen!
See, I wasted no time! Although I did not understand anything from your message...
Oh, mister Lieutenant, it's hard to explain.
Today is the time for payment that we can not implement.
And your father is so gloomy...
So we called you to avoid... misfortune.
You think...?
Where is my father? "In my office."
He forbade him to disturb.
Thank you for noticing me before it's too late!
Maximilian! It's you?
"Father, what did you write?" Nothing important.
Service note... "With the gun on the table?"
"I do not know what he's doing here!" "Father, I understand everything!"
- You wrote a will. - I?!
You were going to kill yourself!
Have you thought about Julie? What will happen to her?
And about me, father, about my grief? You did not think?
Do not you know that your children adore you?
Yes, yes, I know. But you, Maximilian,
you do not know that in a few moments a person will enter my office,
and will say: "I am sent by the banking house" Thomson and French ".
Gentlemen, I am a representative of the banking house "Thomson and French"!
We've been waiting for you, monsieur. You, naturally, came
present a bill that has reached maturity?
I would like to meet with Mademoiselle Julie Morel.
Mademoiselle Julie does not deal with financial matters!
As for your bill... "You'll excuse me,"
I have a package that I must pass on to Julie Morel. And this, it seems, is very urgent!
It will be done in a minute.
As for the bill... "Please, first a bundle!"
All right, monsieur.
This is the position Maximilian has been in for more than a year.
I did everything to get out.
Now I have only one thing left:
To save you from a name that will be dishonored.
Father!
You are the most honest of all I knew! "But I can not fulfill my obligations."
We can not pay a bill of "Thomson and French".
I know what's left for me. "I'll stop you!"
Listen to me... "Father, you are saved!"
- What? - Do you recognize this purse?
Yes, this is the purse that I left on the mantelpiece to old Dantes shortly before his death.
How did he come to be with you? - I brought his employee "Thomson and French".
And I found in him a canceled bill! Bill... How is it?
"And not a word of explanation?" Nothing!
And you wanted to die!
My children... I do not understand anything!
But father! Look! Look!
This same "Pharaoh" is back!
Are you sure? "I recognize him!"
This is my ship! "Pharaoh" enters the port!
My state is back! "And you wanted to die!"
20 years ago I moored here, full of hope.
A simple sailor from the "Fraron".
But despair waited for me.
Who then could tell me that one day I will restore this lost ship?!
And that, thanks to me, this kind gentleman Morel will find again
your honor and desire to live?
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Translation and subtitles: Lisok (Lisochek)