The Count of Monte Cristo
The Count of Monte Cristo

Edmond: 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!

The Count of Monte Cristo
The Count of Monte Cristo

Edmond: There are 72,519 stones in my walls. I've counted them many times.
Abbe Faria: But have you named them yet?

The Count of Monte Cristo
The Count of Monte Cristo

Jacopo: 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?

The Count of Monte Cristo
The Count of Monte Cristo

Abbe Faria: Here is your final lesson - do not commit the crime for which you now serve the sentence. God said, "Vengeance is mine."
Edmond Dantes: I don't believe in God.
Abbe Faria: It doesn't matter. He believes in you.

The Count of Monte Cristo
The Count of Monte Cristo

Fernand: What happened to your mercy?
Edmond Dantes: I'm a count, not a saint.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

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. 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.
Edmond: Why is 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. And as a bonus, the lads will get to see a little sport as well.
Edmond: How do I accomplish all this?
Luigi: 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.
Edmond: What if I win and I don't want to be a smuggler?
Luigi: Then we slit your throat, and we're a bit shorthanded.
[pause]
Edmond: [smiles after consideration] I find that smuggling is the life for me, and would be delighted to kill your friend the maggot!

Luigi: Oh, and by the way, Jacopo is the best knife fighter I have ever seen.
Edmond: [unmoved, sarcastically] Perhaps you should get out more...
Luigi: [laughs, shouts to his crew] Release Jacopo, and give him back his knife. And we'll let the games begin...

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Luigi: We shall call him... Zatarra.
Edmond: Sounds fearsome.
Luigi: It means "driftwood."

The Count of Monte Cristo
The Count of Monte Cristo

Abbe Faria: When I told them I had no idea where Count Spada hid his treasure, I lied.
Edmond: You lied?
Abbe Faria: I'm a priest, not a saint.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Jacopo: I swear on my dead relatives - and even on the ones who are not feeling too good - I am your man forever!

The Count of Monte Cristo
The Count of Monte Cristo

Edmond: Monseuir, I know you must hear this a great deal; I assure you I am innocent. Everyone must say that, I know, but I truly am.
Dorleac: Innocent?
Edmond: Yes.
Dorleac: I know. I really do know.
Edmond: You mock me?
Dorleac: No, my dear Dantes. I know

perfectly well that you are innocent. Why else would you be here? If you were truly guilty, there are a hundred prisons in France where they would lock you away. But Chateau d'If is where is they put the ones they're ashamed of.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Edmond: We are kings or pawns, a man once said.
Luigi: Who told you this?
Edmond: Napolean Bonaparte.
Luigi: Bonaparte?
[laughs]
Luigi: Oh, Zatarra, the stories you tell.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Abbe Faria: With two of us digging, we can cover twice the ground. It'll only take us, oh... 8 years to reach the outer wall.
[Edmond laughs]
Abbe Faria: Ohh... and does something else demand your time? Some pressing appointment, perhaps?

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Fernand: Monte Cristo!
Edmond: King's to you, Fernand.
Fernand: Edmond? How did you...
Edmond: How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure!
Fernand: So you've taken Mercedes.
Edmond: And everything else. Except your life.

Fernand: Why are you doing this?
Edmond: [pauses, remembering what Fernand said when he asked why he betrayed him] It's complicated. Let's just say it's vengeance for the life that you stole from me.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Edmond: If you ever loved me, don't rob me of my hate. It's all I have.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Abbe Faria: In return for your help, I offer something priceless.
Edmond: My freedom?
Abbe Faria: No, freedom can be taken away, as you well know. I offer knowledge, everything I have learned. I will teach you, oh, economics, mathematics, philosophy, science.
Edmond: To read and write?
Abbe

Faria: Of course.
Edmond: When do we start?

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Dorleac: And if you're thinking just now 'Why me, oh God?' the answer is: God has nothing to do with it. In fact, God is never in France this time of year.
Edmond: God has everything to do with it. He's everywhere. He sees everything.
Dorleac: Alright. Let's make a bargain, shall we? You ask God for help and I'll stop the moment he

shows up.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Mercedes: You would have to be a mother to truly appreciate the service you have done for my son and me. Monsieur, I will never forget you.
Count of Monte Cristo: Please, madame, It was nothing; and I am sure in within a month you will not even remember my name
[to Fernand Mondego]
Count of Monte Cristo: May I steal your wife?


Fernand: Excuse me?
Count of Monte Cristo: For the waltz?

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Albert Mondego: May I ask who you are, sir?
Count of Monte Cristo: For the present, your friend. Tomorrow, your host. For the short time formality stands between us, the Count of Monte Cristo.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Mercedes: 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 these 16 years. But God has offered us a new beginning...
Edmond: God?
Mercedes: Don't slap His hand away.
Edmond: Can I never escape Him?
Mercedes: No, He is in

everything. Even in a kiss.

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The Count of Monte Cristo

Prison guard: [after accidentally throwing Dorleac off the cliff together with a supposedly dead body] We could have handled that a bit better.