(Jacopo) Who do you want revenge on? (Edmond) Fernand and Mercedes Mondego. (Jacopo) Oh! That’s easy! I go down to Paris, bam-bam-bam-bam…they die…we live like kings!!
-What if I win and I dont want to be a smuggler?
-Then we slit your throat, and we’re a bit short handed.
-I find that smuggling is the life for me, and I would be delighted to kill your friend the maggot.
1) Come on, come on, I haven’t got all day… wait. Actually, I do. I’ve got…
2) [laughs] ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD!
1) Define Economics.
2) Economics is a science dealing with the production, distribution and consumption of commodities.
1) Translation?
2) Dig first, money later.
1) God said ‘Vengeance is mine’.
2) I don’t believe in God.
1) That doesn’t matter. He believes in you.
1) How is your father?
2) Alive, unfortunately.
1) We share the same misfortune.
1) I don’t see how any of this has anything to do with our business relationship!
2) [calmly] I’m about to tell you.
1) I require seventy percent.
2) Yet, you should only get fifty.
1) Done.
1) I will never forget your kindness.
2) I shall never cease to give it.
1) If you ever presume to interfere in my affairs again, I will, I promise you, finish the job I started the day we met! Do you understand?
2) I understand you are mad.
1) Mad? My enemies are falling into my traps perfectly!
2) Mad for not seeing this: you have a fortune, a beautiful woman who loves you. Take the gold, take the woman, and live your life! Stop this plan, take what you have won!
1) I can’t.
2) Why not?
1) In return for your help in digging this tunnel, I offer you something priceless.
2) My freedom?
1) No, freedom can be taken away, as you well know. I offer you my knowledge.
1) Is Vicecount Torville dead?
2) Well, if his heart is situated other than the left side of his chest, I would suspect that he his.
1) Mondego’s the one who pulled the trigger! He’d never confess in a million years!
2) I know. But you just did.
1) Monte Cristo!
2) King’s to you Fernand.
1) Edmond? How did you-
2) Escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this very moment? With pleasure.
1) So, it was you that stole Mercedes.
2) And everything else. Except your life.
1) Why are you doing this?
2) [pauses] It’s complicated. Let’s just say its vengeance from the life that you stole from me.
1) Oh, and by the way, Jacopo is the best knife fighter I have ever seen.
2) Perhaps you should get out more.
1) So, mi amici, I would ask who you are, but in view of your shredded clothes and the fact that the Chateau d’If is two miles away… what’s the point? As for me, I am Luigi Vampa, a smuggler and a thief. My men and I have come to this island to bury alive one of our number who attempted to keep some stolen gold for himself instead of sharing it with his comrades. Interestingly enough, there are some of his more loyal friends who are insisting that I grant him mercy. Which, of course, I cannot do, or I would quickly lose control of the whole crew. That is why you are such a fortunate find.
2) How’s that?
1) You provide me with a way to show a little mercy to Jacopo–that maggot you see tied up over there–while at the same time not appearing weak. And as a bonus, the lads will get to see a little sport as well.
2) How do I accomplish all this?
1) We watch you and Jacopo fight to the death. If Jacopo wins, we welcome him back to the crew. If you win, I have given Jacopo the chance to live, even if he did not take advantage of it, and you can take his place on the boat.
2) What if I win and I don’t want to be a smuggler?
1) Then we slit your throat, and we’re a bit shorthanded.
2) [Pause] I find that smuggling is the life for me, and would be delighted to kill your friend the maggot!
1) The doors open twice a day. Once in the morning for your toilet bucket, which is where we hide the dirt. And once more in the evening for your plate. Between those times, we can work all day without fear of discovery.
2) So neglect becomes our ally.
1) There are 72,519 stones in my walls. I’ve counted them many times.
2) But have you named them yet?
1) There is something that I must explain to you now. Albert, you are the son of Edmond Dantes. The man you know as the Count of Monte Cristo.
2) [Albert turns to Mondego] Well, I’m afraid it is true. You are the walking proof that your mother was as much of a whore today as she was in her younger years.
1) We shall call him… Zatarra.
2) Sounds fearsome.
1) It means, ‘driftwood.’
1) What happened to your mercy?
2) I’m a count, not a saint.
1) What’s wrong?
2) I’m bankrupt. Also, it appears I am to be arrested.
1) What for?
2) Conspiracy, piracy and murder.
1) Did you do it?
2) Yes, but I don’t have time to get into it right now.
1) When I told them I had no idea where Count Spada hid his treasure, I lied.
2) You lied?
1) I’m a priest, not a saint.
1) Who are you, and why are you doing this?
2) We are bad men, and for the money!
1) Why? In God’s name, why?!
2) Because you’re the son of a clerk, and I’m not supposed to want to be you!
1) With two of us digging, we can cover twice the ground. It’ll only take us, oh… 8 years to reach the outer wall.
2) [Edmond laughs] You have some other occupation? Some pressing appointment, perhaps?
1) You only got one shot. And it’ll take more than that to stop me.
2) Well, then I best put it where it will do the most damage.
1) You presume to demote me?
2) Not at all. You’re still the first mate of the Pharaon, under Captain Dantes.
1) Farewell, Mercedes. You pleased me some of the time.
2) You never pleased me.
1) For a moment there I thought you were abandoning me. 2) [NAME] does not abandon his friends in the face of stupid, suicidal danger.
1) I thought we had finished our conversation in the caraige… 2) so did i…but then you said the name Dontes…a name i had never mentioned
1) Why are you doing this? 2) Its complicated
1) You did please me some of the time…2) you never pleased me
1)How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.
2)So you’ve taken Mercedes.
1)And everything else. Except your life.
1)How is your father?
2)Alive, unfortunately….
1)We share the same misfortune.
1)I thought we had finished our conversation in the carriage.
2)So did I. Until I realized you said the name ‘Dantes.’ A name that I had never mentioned.
1)Is the Viscount Tourville dead?
2)Well, unless his heart is situated somewhere other than the left side of his chest, I expect he is.
1)May I steal your wife?
2)I’m sorry?
1)For the waltz.
A missour, i shall never forget you.
AH madam, it was nothing. And I’m sure within a month you won’t even remember my name.
Abbe Faria: I have not seen the sky these 11 years. Thank you. Thank you, God.
Edmond: There is no talk of God in here, priest.
Abbe Faria: What about the inscription? (points to ‘God will give me justice’ on the wall)
Edmond: It’s faded, just as God has faded from my heart.
Abbe Faria: And what has replaced it?
Edmond: Revenge.
Albert: May I ask who you are, sir?
Edmond: For the present, your friend. Tomorrow, your host. For the short time formality stands between us, the Count of Monte Cristo.
All human wisdom is contained in these two words: Wait and hope.
and i suppose you have something better to do some pressing appointment perhaps?
basking in the sun one moment and shattered on the rocks the next
Come on, come on, I haven’t got all day… Actually, I do… I’ve got all the time in the world ha ha ha.
Count: This Edmond you loved him?
Countess: Yes
Count: For how long?
Countess: For all my life.
Count: And how long after he died before you married the Count?
Countess: That isn’t fair.
Do your worst
Do your worst…for I will do mine
Don’t flatter yourself, Fernand. I was neither happy nor ignorant, having known about the last three women before Madame Tourville.
Edmond (pushes over table): No! Villefort’s father was a colonel in Napoleon’s army. Villefort wasn’t protecting Clarion, he was protecting himself! Danglars, who falsely said he saw Napoleon give me that letter. Mondego, who told Villefort I had it. And Villefort himself, who sent me here.
Abbe Faria (claps): Bravo, Edmond, bravo.
Edmond: AHHH!!!!!!
Edmond: Fernand, I’ve been arrested for treason! I barely managed to escape! When we were on Elba, Napoleon gave me a letter. I didn’t tell you because he made me promise not to. He said it was just a note to an old friend, but the bastard lied to me! He lied. It was to one of his agents. Somehow the authorites found out. I don’t know what to do. There’s gendarmes on horseback right behind me.
Fernand: All right. We just have to think.
Edmond: I hope I haven’t compromised you. I was hoping your father could help me.
Fernand: He’s in Paris. He’s very ill. How far back are the gendarmes?
Edmond: Minutes.
Fernand: Do you need money?
Edmond: Yes, thank you.
Fernand: Do you have a pistol?
Edmond: Of course not.
Fernand: Good. (draws sword and points it at Edmond)
Edmond (pushes the blade to the side): Stop it, Fernand. I don’t have time for this.
Fernand (cuts Edmond’s jacket): I saw Napoleon give you the letter.
Edmond: It was YOU?
Fernand: Well, it wasn’t just me. It was Danglars idea.
Edmond: Why didn’t you come to me first?
Fernand: Why did you keep it a secret from me? I thought you were my friend.
Edmond: I told you I have Napoleon my word! He lied to me!
Fernand: I know, Edmond. I read the letter.
Edmond: You… you read… Why are you doing this?
Fernand: Oh, it’s complicated.
Edmond: Complicated? (runs, grabs sword and points it at Fernand)
Fernand (raises sword): Don’t be ridiculous.
Edmond: Get out of my way.
Fernand: I can’t let you go, Edmond. (swordfight, Edmond runs to window) Get away from the window. Don’t make me take off your hand. (cuts Edmond’s hand, gets Edmond’s sword.
Edmond (charges at Fernand and falls to the ground): Why? In God’s name, why?
Fernand: Because you’re the son of a clerk! And I’m not supposed to want to be you. (gendarmes come) In here! (they start to take Edmond away) Wait. (picks up the king from chessboard and give it to Edmond) To remember better days. (gendarmes take Edmond away)
Edmond: What do you want of me?
Mercedes: I wish to be rid of you…the way you are obviously rid of me.
Edmund Dantes is dead.
Fernand: Make love to me.
Mercedes: Will you ever give up?
Fernand: He doesn’t have to know.
Mercedes: I’d know.
Fernand: So would I. It’d be our little secret.
Mercedes: I don’t believe in secrets.
Fernand: You think Edmond doesn’t have secrets? He does. Ask him.
Mercedes: I know what you want, Fernand.
Fernand: You do?
Mercedes: Remember when we were little kids and Edmond got that whistle for his birthday and you got a pony? Well, you were so mad that Edmond was happier with his whistle than you were with your pony. And I’m not going to be your next…whistle.
Fernand: What happened to your mercy?
Edmond: I’m a count, not a saint.
Gaolers: We could have handled that a bit better.
God has offered us a new beginning don’t slap his hand away
God is no more real than your treasure preist
God sees you out of the corner of His eye.
God will give me justice.
Here is your final lesson: do not commit the crime for which you now serve the sentence.
How did I escape? With difficulty.
How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.
I am still your man, Zatarra. I swore an oath, and I will protect you. Even if it means I must protect you from yourself.
I didn’t quite understand why you were betraying him…but now as I seehis exquisite financee..I understand completely.
I don’t believe in God…That’s OK, he believes in you…
I don’t know what dark plan lies within you. Nor do I know by what design we were asked to live without each other for 16 years, but God has offered us a new beginning. Do not slap his hand away!
I find smuggling is the life for me, and will gladly kill your friend, the maggot.
I find that smuggling is the life for me, and would be delighted to kill your friend the maggot.
Who are you, and why are you doing this?
We are bad men, and for the money!
Why not just kill them? I’ll do it! I’ll run up to Paris – bam, bam, bam, bam. I’m back before week’s end. We spend the treasure. How is this a bad plan?
I require 50% profit… hmm… and yet you only get 50
I swear on my dead relatives – and even on the ones who are not feeling too good – I am your man forever!
I swear on my dead relatives, even the ones that aren’t feeling well, that I will be your man forever
I want to be free of you the way you, obviously, are free of me
I’ll make a deal with you: you ask God for help…..and I’ll stop the moment he shows up.
I’m a Count, not a saint.
I’m a priest, not a saint.
If ever did you love me then do not rob me of my hate. It is all I have left
If you ever loved me, don’t rob me of my hate. It’s all I have left.
if you ever loved me, dont rob me of my hate. it’s all i have left.
In life, we’re all either kings or pawns.
Jacopo: Zatarra? (goes into bedroom and sees Edmond sleeping on the floor)
Edmond: Jacopo…
Jacopo: Did you fall off the bed?
Edmond: After 13 years of sleeping on a stone slab, I can’t-
Jacopo (sees scars on Edmond’s back): Mi Maria! Does that hurt?
Edmond: Did you come here for a reason?
Jacopo: Mondego has a son.
King’s to you Fernand
Kings to you!
Kings to you.
Let’s make a bargain. You ask God for help, and I’ll stop the moment He shows up.
Life is a storm my young friend, you will be basking in the sunlight one moment and shadowed on the rock the next
Life is a storm my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. You must look into that storm and shout, as you did in Rome, Do your worst…for I will do mine.
Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. You must look into that storm and shout as you did in Rome, ‘Do your worst! For I will do mine!’ Then the fates will know you as we know you… as Albert Mondego, the man.
Life is a storm. You will bask in the sun one moment, be smashed into the rocks the next. You must look into that storm and say, as you did, ‘Do your worst, for I will do mine.’ Then the fates will know you, as we know you, Albert Mandago, the man
Life is a storm. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. Shout as you did in Rome. Do your worst. For I will do mine. Then the world will know you as we know you: Albert Mondego, the man!
Listen to me, vermin. I am Albert, son of Fernand, Count Mondego, and you have had your last laugh at my expense. Do your worst.
Look! There’s a window!
Mercedes: Do you keep secrets from me?
Edmund: Secrets? No. Ask me anything and I’ll tell you. We don’t have to wait two years anymore. Just as soon as I can afford a ring we can–
Mercedes: I don’t need a ring. I don’t. (Rips a piece of string from her dress and ties it around her finger.) This’ll be my ring. And no matter what happens, you will never see it off my finger.
Mercedes: He [God] is in everything…even in a kiss.
Mercedes: I missed you so.
Edmond: The missing is over now.
Mercedes: I told you once that it would never leave my finger…and it never has.
Napoleon: Kings and pawns, Marchand. Emperors…and fools.
Now you’re thinking, just now ‘Why me, O God?’. The answer is, God has nothing to do with it. In fact, God is never in France this time of year.
Now you’re thinking, just now ‘Why me, O God?’. The answer is, God has nothing to do with it. In fact, God is never in France this time of year.
oh Zatarra, the stories you tell
Once again Zatarra God sees you out of the corner of his eye, She will live
Once again, Zatarra, God sees you out of the corner of His eye.
person one: You lied? Person two: I’m a priest, not a saint.
Take your vengeance. But know that the blood you spill is noble. Blood that will never run through your veins. You are no more a count than I am a commoner!
the above quote is mistaken, it is shattered not shadowed
The combination of Paris and me is hardly a recipe for fidelity. And since my attempts at discretion have evidently failed, there seems little point in keeping up pretenses. It’s actually quite… liberating, wouldn’t you say?
The stronger swordsman does not necessarily win. It is speed! Speed of hand, speed of mind.
We are kings and pawns
We are kings or pawns.
Who are you and why are you doing this? We’re bad men, and for the money.
Why are you doing this?!… Oh, it’s complicated.
Why not just kill them? I’ll do it! I’ll run up to Paris – bam, bam, bam, bam. I’m back before week’s end. We spend the treasure. How is this a bad plan?
You are richer than any man I have ever known. So what do you want to buy? – Revenge.
You have one shot Fernand, and it will take more than that to stop me.
Then, I guess I must put it where it will cause the most damage..
You really didn’t think I’d make it that easy, did you?
You sent me to hell! Why?!
You’ve only got one shot, and it will take more then that to stop me!
[after accidentally throwing Dorleac off the cliff together with a supposedly dead body] We could have handled this one better.
[Danglar is hanging from a rope off a ship]– [To the chief Gendarme] Cut him down before he can’t talk.
[Laughs] Release Jacopo, and give him back his knife. And we’ll let the games begin.
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