Morning.

In Kanda

In the east, there is the Jura...

But sometimes in my dreams...

Throw it into the fire

We found him so in the fore peak of the merchantman.

Now let's not waste time looking backwards.

The world is at peace. The four seas are calm.

We were too bored from going to school in the countryside.

There is MontBlanc, the highest mountain in Europe.

No, you hanged him in chains on the wharf at Port Royal and spit in his face.

As a matter of fact, it seems to me you had quite different ideas, remember?

I do go back to the strange days of my life... which began for me in the South of France.

The International Airlines flight from the capital is now landing on runway number one.