A Tale of Two Cities Page #3

He has the place of honor.

The Marquis St. Evremonde.

Killed.

Dead.

The child is dead, Excellency.

It's extraordinary to me that you cannot

take care of yourselves and your children.

One or the other of you

is forever in the way.

How do you know what injury

you might do to my horses?

Drive on, faster.

Irritating episode.

The marquis drives fast.

We'll drive him fast to his tomb.

My dear nephew,

what goes forward here?

I'm leaving. I'm going to England.

Really?

Monsieur Gabelle,

when you were my nephew's tutor...

...you shouldn't have encouraged him

to be so petulant.

You've made the name Evremonde

the most detested in all France.

I can't endure your cruelty.

There is a sickness these days

which labels itself humanitarianism.

You have no pity for those who suffer.

Pity, my dear boy,

is a diseased variety of sentimentality.

Do you pity the swine

whose flesh we eat?

The peasants are not swine.

That, my dear Charles,

is where you and I differ.

I'm very much afraid,

that you have taught my nephew...

...to take the new philosophy

of equality seriously.

Now, I enjoy Monsieur Voltaire and

these other modern philosophers, but I...

I take them lightly,

and merely as an exercise for the mind.

Most of our lands are stolen.

I intend to see them returned

to the peasants.

Really?

Thank your stars that you're related to me,

or you might find yourself in the Bastille.

Monseigneur, I pray you overlook

the impulsiveness of youth.

- I'm not frightened of anything you can do.

- Charles, I beg of you.

I'm not at all sure that it wouldn't be the

patriotic thing to imprison you, Charles...

...in spite of the pain

it would cause me personally.

By the bye, if you should run into

any difficulties in England, let me know.

The prisons, even in that utopia,

are very uncomfortable, they tell me.

A pleasant journey, Mr. Darnay.

What did he mean by that?

The steel hand in the velvet glove.

- But he's capable of anything.

- I'm not troubled, Gabelle.

Charles, let me go with you.

I can't take you now...

...but some day we'll be together.

God bless you, Charles.

On the boat to England,

you say, Morveau?

Do you think it can be done

on the boat to England?

Darnay will be arrested the day he lands.

You are ingenious, Morveau.

I like your plan.

- Proceed with it.

- Very well, Your Excellency.

The boy is capricious.

He needs correction.

Yes, Your Excellency.

Here we are, Dr. Manette,

safe in England...

...and you've borne the voyage

like a seasoned traveler.

It's been a pleasant voyage.

Your kindness has done me good,

much good.

It's nice to be one's self again.

Believe me, Miss Manette,

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