J.F. Villefort, Chief Magistrate: How is your father?
Fernand: Alive, unfortunately.
J.F. Villefort, Chief Magistrate: We share the same misfortune.
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.
J.F. Villefort, Chief Magistrate: Mondego's the one who pulled the trigger! He'd never confess in a million years.
Count of Monte Cristo: You're right, he wouldn't... but you just have.
J.F. Villefort, Chief Magistrate: I require seventy percent.
Fernand: And yet you'll only get fifty.
J.F. Villefort, Chief Magistrate: Done.
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.
Jacopo: Once again, Zatarra, God sees you out of the corner of His eye.
Danglar: You presume to demote me?
Morell: Not at all. You're still the first mate of the Pharaon, under Captain Dantes.
Abbe Faria: The slot opens twice a day. Once in the morning for your toilet bucket, which is where we hide the dirt. And once more in the evening for your plate. Between those times, we can work all day without fear of discovery.
Edmond: So neglect becomes our ally.
Fernand: What happened to your mercy?
Edmond Dantes: I'm a count, not a saint.
Jacopo: I swear on my dead relatives - and even on the ones who are not feeling too good - I am your man forever.
Answer: I believe it's just because there is a dirty smelly man that she doesn't recognise visiting her ailing grandfather, she just wants to keep an eye on things.