That is why you are such a fortunate find.Edmond: How’s that?Luigi: 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. Which, of course, I cannot do, or I would quickly lose control of the whole crew. Interestingly enough, there are some of his more loyal friends who are insisting that I grant him mercy. 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. Luigi: 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. Jacopo: I swear on my dead relatives – and even on the ones who are not feeling too good – I am your man forever! In fact, God is never in France this time of year. The answer is, God has nothing to do with it. Dorleac: Now you’re thinking, just now ‘Why me, O God?’. How is this a bad plan?Įdmond Dantes/The Count of Monte Cristo: But I don t believe in God Edmond Dantes/The Count of Monte Cristo: But I don t believe in God Edmond Dantes/The Count of Monte Cristo: But I don’t believe in God! Abbe Faria: That’s alright, He believes in you Abbe Faria: That’s alright, He believes in you Abbe Faria: That’s alright, He believes in you.ĭorleac: Now you’re thinking, just now Why me, O God?. Jacopo: Why not just kill them? I’ll do it! I’ll run up to Paris – bam, bam, bam, bam. Between those times, we can work all day without fear of discovery.Edmond: So neglect becomes our ally. And once more in the evening for your plate. Once in the morning for your toilet bucket, which is where we hide the dirt. Mercedes: I want to free myself of you, as you have obviously freed yourself of me.Ībbe Faria: The doors open twice a day. It’ll only take us, oh… 8 years to reach the outer wall.Abbe Faria: You have some other occupation? Some pressing appointment, perhaps? Abbe Faria: But have you named them yet?Ībbe Faria: With two of us digging, we can cover twice the ground. You’re still the first mate of the Pharaon, under Captain Dantes.Ībbe Faria: Define Economics.Edmond: Economics is a science dealing with the production, distribution and consumption of commodities.Abbe Faria: Translation?Edmond: Dig first, money later.Įdmond Dantes/The Count of Monte Cristo: I have seventy-two thousand five-hundred and nineteen stones in my walls. "Oh, God," said Monte Cristo, "your vengeance may sometimes be slow in coming, but I think that then it is all the more complete.Jacopo: Once again, Zatarra, God sees you out of the corner of His eye.ĭanglar: You presume to demote me?Morell: Not at all. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, as they say in the East, those men who are the elect of creation, and who have learnt to make a life of dreams and paradise a reality." (Chapter 35) Oh, yes, indeed, I should fight a duel for any of these things but in return for a slow, deep, infinite, eternal pain, I should return as nearly as possible a pain equivalent to the one inflicted on me. "Make no mistake: I should fight a duel for a trifle, an insult, a contradiction, a slap-and all the more merrily for knowing that, thanks to the skill I have acquired in all physical exercises and long experience of danger, I should be more or less certain of killing my opponent. "Because I have insinuated a feeling into your heart that was not previously there: the desire for revenge." (Chapter 17) "I regret having helped you in your investigation and said what I did to you," he remarked. He doomed these unknown men to every torment that his inflamed imagination could devise, while still considering that the most frightful were too mild and, above all, too brief for them: torture was followed by death, and death brought, if not repose, at least an insensibility that resembled it. He decided it was human hatred and not divine vengeance that had plunged him into this abyss. "Father, beware, our revenge will be terrible when we take it." (Chapter 12) "Have I ever told you, when you have done your job as a Royalist and had the head cut off one of our people: 'My son, you have committed murder'? No, I have said: 'Very well, Monsieur, you have fought and won, but tomorrow we shall have our revenge.'"
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