Edmond Dantes: [Last Lines] Mercedes! Where are you traveling?
Mercedes: To Africa... to find my son and be near him. He's joined the Army.
Edmond Dantes: Albert a soldier?
Mercedes: He wants to expiate his father's sins.
Edmond Dantes: Let me join you on your voyage. I can be of help to you both.
Mercedes: My son would never permit that.
Edmond Dantes: Once you said he should have been our son.
Mercedes: Should have been, yes. But he has a father and he has his father's name... a name you so thoroughly destroyed.
Edmond Dantes: That was simple justice, madam, and believe me it brought me no joy. But now my task's accomplished. I've no particular place in the world, no strong desire in life... but to make amends where I've hurt the innocent.
Mercedes: Avenging angels may not ask forgiveness of their victims.
Edmond Dantes: I am no longer the instrument of God! I've been plunged back into nothingness! I'm searching something lost... my soul, my self... for Edmond Dantes.
Mercedes: You will never find him. He died a long time ago in the Chateau d'If... and much of me is buried with him. But I celebrate the Count of Monte Cristo's return to the world of men, and I wish for him from the depths of my heart that will find the peace for which he yearns.
Edmond Dantes: But never... never will he find that perfect love which two young people lost... irretrieveably lost so many, many years ago. Bon voyage... Countess Mondego.
Mercedes: Goodbye, Count.
