The Count of Monte Cristo (Le Comte de Monte-Cristo)

1815 - Napoleon, removed from power, took refuge on the island of Elba.

While his followers dream of his return,

the new royalist power hunts them down mercilessly.

Arrests and executions continue to spiral in a climate of civil war.

On a stormy night off the coast of Cape Corso (Corsica),

the merchant ship Pharaoh crosses paths with a boat in danger...

You saved her.

Get me a blanket!

I told you not to go!

You’re grounded! I don’t want to see you until Marseille!

What?

Do you find me brutal?

Not only do I know it, but I take pride in it.

Come on!

Come on, everyone to your stations!

Get her dry, before she freezes to death.

Wait!

Come on!

Did you sleep well?

You have something that belongs to me.

I had never seen the Emperor's handwriting.

Give me that letter back.

I don't think so, no.

What do you want?

A good reason not to report you.

Try money.

It often works.

I don’t have any.

But I have friends.

If you talk about that letter,

they will find you and they will kill you,

Captain Danglars.

Sir?

I’ve caused you a lot of trouble.

I don’t know how to thank you.

You just did.

Take care of yourself.

Miss...?

Angèle.

Edmond.

I will never forget your courage.

But forget my name.

Goodbye, Edmond.

Goodbye, Angèle.

Morrel wants to see you.

We had just changed shifts, off the coast of Cap Corse.

The swell was strong. We were 200 fathoms from the wreck.

Give me the logbook.

We were hitting the debris when Dantès wanted to launch the lifeboat.

I forbade him. It was madness.

- Is that true? - Yes, sir.

We would have done it for one of our men.

It was my decision.

- I took my responsibilities. - I ordered

to change course, and he dove.

You dove?

He didn't forbid diving.

That's enough.

Did you see that insolence?

Mr. Morrel, I tell you, this boy is uncontrollable.

I don’t want to sail with him anymore.

- You will no longer sail with him. - I warned you.

Because you will no longer sail for me.

Pardon?

How could you let her drown?

I... I saved your cargo, Mr. Morrel.

Dantès saved my honor, Danglars.

- Captain. - You are no longer captain.

Go prepare your things.

- I will arrange your pay. - We don’t know who that woman is.

I know what you did. And that’s enough for me.

Kid, come here.

Come on!

Let this be a lesson to you.

Huh?

When you are a man, you don’t hide behind your rank

or under a table.

I present to you

my grandson, Maximilien.

Nice to meet you, Maximilien.

Maximilien, I present to you Captain Dantès.

Good day, Captain.

So, how old...

Captain?

Yes, try to be worthy of it, Edmond.

Of course, sir.

Of course.

Huh?

That's good.

Edmond!

I can't believe it.

I have to... I have to tell you something.

That you love me?

Yes... that. But...

- No, there's no "but." - Wait.

- But I... - You're starting again.

You kiss a future captain.

- You're going to be... - Yes.

- So we can... - Yes. We can.

I missed you.

I missed you. I missed you.

See you later.

Edmond!

- Juliette. Are you well? - And you?

Yes.

- How are you? - It's Edmond, Louis's son.

- Good day, sir. - Good day.

- Where's father? I need to see him. - At home.

See you later.

You can smile,

it's good news.

You look serious.

It's joy.

I'm so proud of you.

Captain.

Captain.

Did you inform Mr. and Mrs. de Morcerf?

Not yet. I wanted to tell you first.

Everything is going to change, father.

We have to announce it to them.

This is all thanks to them. And to you, too.

I didn't pay for your naval studies.

Come on, go, my son.

Go pay your respects.

So, a toast! I raise my glass

to the memory of your mother, Edmond.

Because we miss her

and because she gave birth

to the youngest captain of Marseille!

- Bravo! - Applaud him, he'll be embarrassed.

There you go, perfect.

But above all

because Mathilde Dantès

was the nurse of a future peer of France

with a heroic destiny,

one of the finest officers in Europe,

I name Fernand de Morcerf, at your service.

Louis, come toast with us. This is the occasion.

Thank you, sir.

Maybe later.

You can scold Mercédès. She doesn't listen to me anymore.

You'll see, she'll be late for her wedding.

- Ah, finally! - Ah.

Excuse my delay,

aunt. Hello, uncle.

Horace de Balios

was being difficult. I almost gave him a spanking.

But really, Mercédès.

Who is this gentleman?

He's a horse. He's from a very good family.

- Hello, my cousin. - Hello, my cousin.

Edmond.

Mercédès.

Are you ready to celebrate? Edmond has great news.

Yes, yes.

Yes, I'm going to be captain.

Captain of the Pharaon. It's official.

- Is that true? - Hm.

- Bravo. - To the captain!

- I got it! - Ah! To your health!

- I'm happy for you. - Me too. I'm happy

- for me. To yours. - Are you going to get a new uniform?

He nods.

And a new pay.

He'll be able to enjoy life,

have a good time.

We'll explain it to him.

I'm going to be able to marry, especially.

What?

You will be my witness.

- Don't count on it! - Well, yes!

The witness to a waste! Mercédès, say something.

- I tried, but he's madly in love. - Ah, completely crazy.

And her, does she know? Finally, is she in agreement?

Yes. From what she told me,

- yes, yes. - I know.

It's Juliette.

- Who? - The maid with the mischievous look.

No! No, it’s not Juliette.

No, she’s a real woman,

very beautiful.

Not just beautiful.

Hm.

- Mysterious and enchanting. - Yes! No, no,

- yes, yes. - But who is it?

It’s your cousin.

Mercédès Herrera de Morcerf.

You?

- Yes. - We’re getting married.

But you’re completely crazy.

And your mother will never agree.

You think mom will refuse me anything?

Then you’ll convince her. You’ve always been her favorite nephew.

AMEN!

I bring here,

signed by Mr. de Villefort,

the King’s prosecutor,

an arrest warrant for the named Edmond Dantès.

Follow us.

What’s happening?