Gankutsuou (巌窟王)

The Count of Monte Cristo

Ladies and gentlemen, good evening.

Anguish. Anxiety.

Because his soul is so pure and innocent,

...it is all the more susceptible to becoming troubled and tarnished.

The tarnish becomes an indelible stain, and the stain gradually spreads.

When one is no longer able to trust others,

...is that when one truly becomes an adult?

Act 15: The End of Happiness, The Beginning of Truth

It's amazing how tiny and insignificant the world we live on is.

Yes. In the vast cosmos, it is but a grain of sand.

And what's more, separated from Earth by a distance of 25 light years as we now are,

...the light you are now seeing is that of 25 years ago.

25 years?

Indeed. 25 years.

I'm glad that you brought me with you.

Seen from space, all the things that I was agonizing over seem so insignificant.

Perhaps, but hatred and malice are amplified in the darkness of space.

Everyone's gone away... Franz has left, and so has Albert.

I'm sorry for asking you to meet me on such short notice, Franz.

That's all right, I'm glad I had the chance to see you.

I'm planning on setting out on a trip for a while.

Is Albert going with you?

Apparently, he went off somewhere on a trip of his own.

Even though his father's in the middle of an election campaign.

Can you believe that guy?

"Somewhere"? Where do you mean?

I'm sorry, I don't know, either.

Oh.

The one thing I can say for sure...

...is that he's gotten himself mixed up in something dangerous.

He still hasn't figured that out, though.

Franz, I...

I know. You're a victim in all this, too.

Listen, whatever happens, don't forget who you are.

Look for the truth on your own.

Before I made your acquaintance,

...I traveled to the far reaches of the universe, operating this ship by myself.

You flew a huge ship like this by yourself?!

Yes. At the time, I was quite proud of the fact that I was able to operate it single-handedly.

Come, take a look at that.

What is that?

The Milky Way. I am told that in the ancient Orient, it was called the River of Heaven.

The River of Heaven?

This is what I wished to show to you.

It's so beautiful...

According to their legends, two lovers lived on the opposite banks...

...separated from one another by the River of Heaven.

They say that once a year, they cross the river and are reunited.

That's a romantic story, don't you think?

Long ago, I once had a friend, a sailor who was born in Marseilles.

I heard that story many times from him.

I bet that your friend was in love.

This sailor of whom I speak had a beautiful fiancée and a best friend he felt at ease around.

These three were childhood friends, and were always looking out for each other.

Indeed, they were much like you, Monsieur Franz, and Mademoiselle Eugenie.

However, the best friend was secretly in love with the sailor's fiancée.

And then, the friend, who would stop at nothing to possess the fiancée,

...framed the sailor for a crime which he did not commit.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the poor sailor spent more than a dozen years...

...chained up in a prison located in the depths of space.

I can't believe it...

However, a miraculous event occured,

...and the sailor was set free, whereupon he returned to Marseilles.

I'm relieved to hear that.

However, the beautiful fiancée, rather than waiting for the sailor's return,

...had become engaged to his friend instead.

That's terrible...

I wonder why she didn't wait for the sailor to come home?

Also, why did the sailor's friend steal away his fiancée in spite of their friendship?

The sailor, now betrayed by both his best friend and his fiancée, never returned to Earth again.

Why do you cry?

I don't know...

Until just recently, I thought that I would never believe in anyone, just as you do.

That's what I told myself...

But for some reason, when I see your face,

...that thought of living that way seems like the saddest thing in the world to me.

Count, let's have faith that our friendship will be the exception to the rule!

At the very least, you're the one person that I can trust!

Is the watch that I gave you still ticking away?

Albert, I shall be departing Paris sometime in the near future.

What do you mean, Count?

It's so sudden!

Wait, it's not because of your illness, is it?!

No. There was a certain matter that I had to see to in Paris,

...which is why I have kept my residence on the Champs Elysees.

However, the task I came to accomplish will soon be completed.

Morcerf! Morcerf!

Morcerf! Morcerf!

Morcerf! Morcerf!

Morcerf! Morcerf!

Don't say such things! Please, stay in Paris for good!

Or if that's not possible, please take me with you when you go!

I don't want to be apart from you!

Do you think that highly of me?

I do!

The ardor of youth eventually cools.

That's not true! You... To me, you're...

One day...

One day, I will ask you the same question.

I wonder if you will still feel the same way about me then?

Excellency, there's a message from Paris.

If you will pardon me for a moment...

Monsieur Noirtier... Please, you have to tell me.

Tell me what Gankutsuou is.

What's this? Hey, wait a minute!

"In the event of an emergency, it is possible for a third party who knows the password..."

"...to use this pen to make contact with its owner."

Does this mean that if I can figure out the password, I can access your mind directly?