Character: Edmond Dantes

- Today we walked 10 feet. We still have...
- It's "still" for me, and you have a lot more to do! Unlike me, you are imprisoned here for life - this must be accepted, Mr. Dantes, you must stay here forever. Another person must leave the castle of If. What's the point of entering this citadel of the mind as a single-celled primitive creature and coming out of here as an idiot, only old?