Sydney Carton Quotes

Six carts, all filled with prisoners to be executed, rumble along the streets of Paris. The death carts are to be dispatched to La Guillotine. The streets are bundled and clustered with people to see the final Evremonde be put to death. The crowd is brimming with adults, children, elders, but no Madame Defarge. A perfect victorian woman stands lost in the crowd with her beloved father, covered in dismay, too shook to commiserate her. Lucie finds it quite shocking that Madame Defarge is not at the scene, for she provoked her husband’s execution. There she stands with her clear, watery eyes, full of anguish, not ready for what she is about to witness.
Carton (thought to be Darnay) is next to be executed and as he shrugs his way over to the end
Carton is relieved to find out he is going to live. Darnay then continues his speech and says, “This man is innocent. His name is Sydney Carton, for he should not be charged and taken home. It is me who shall be executed because…” Suddenly a woman, with her head down buried into the ground, starts yanking on Darnay’s coat, jostling him towards the guillotine. The woman’s eyes are stuck to the ground as if her life depended on keeping them in such way. She became a baffle because she was unable to be identified. The guards chase after her. Through the herds of people, clocking into everyone, they quest to find the cold hearted and vengeful woman. They finally snatch her and identify the mysterious woman as Madame Defarge.
The guards tug her off of Darnay, and with no exceptions will they let Darnay nor Madame Defarge go. Lucie stands here mortified and traumatized with her father, only hoping she won’t have to see her husband go. At the same time, Carton remains side by side to the guillotine, shaken by what Darnay has sacrificed for
And after an indecisive conversation, they reluctantly declare that neither Darnay nor Carton will be put to death. Most of the herd is in favor of the court; however, Madame Defarge is blaring and going ballistic. The guards trample her down to end the ruckus and she abruptly pulls out a gun and shoots the guard. The crowd goes apoplectic and everyone starts rioting. The blaring screams of people grow louder, the fear of revolution grows, the chaos and commotion in the streets of Paris grow, and Madame Defarge is on the ground. The guards then drag her to the guillotine to make her suffer the pain in which she wanted so many other aristocrats to endure. She fights back with the guards, in refuse to end her life. The crowd is chanting, wishing for her to die; the riots build