A Night at the Opera Page #7

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- What?

"What?" All I get is "what."

How would you like to feel

the way she looks?

That is Driftwood's voice.

- I want him put out of the opera house.

- Yes, sir.

That's right. You go talk to him.

We know he's in the audience someplace.

- Where's Mr. Gottlieb?

- The other side of the stage.

Come on, boys.

What was that? High "C" or vitamin "D"?

What's the matter? What happened here?

Mr. Gottlieb! Here, give me a hand.

Where are those men?

Did you catch them?

No, sir. I'm sorry. They're still out there.

Still out there?

I have an idea.

Get me two gypsy costumes at once.

Now we're getting somewhere.

I will not sing unless

they are put off there.

Yes, sir.

A battleship in II Trovatore!

Stop! Don't you do...

Herr Gottlieb! Lassparri, he's disappeared.

What?

- Then we haven't even a tenor.

- Mr. Gottlieb.

- You are Baroni.

- That's who I am.

Get into a costume quickly.

- What?

- I want you to sing.

But I have no reputation, Mr. Gottlieb.

Besides, I couldn't sing

with a strange Leonora.

I've been rehearsing with Miss Castaldi.

- So that's it.

- That's it exactly.

All right.

Get them two costumes at once. Quick.

Please, after the opera.

Go ahead. Get ready.

You hear that? That's real singing.

- What?

- Get off!

Is this the opera house?

Arrest those men, and this one, too.

- It's about time.

- Lassparri, where have you been?

Been? Do you know what they did to me?

I'll sing them an encore

that they'll never forget.

Never in my life

have I received such treatment.

They threw an apple at me.

Watermelons are out of season.

Rosa, Baroni, get out there quick.

No. I'm under arrest, Mr. Gottlieb.

- What's that?

- If they're arrested, I ought to be, too.

I can't sing if I'm arrested.

What do we do?

We must have them.

They'll save the entire season.

Well, what is it you want?

Just a minute. Let me handle this.

- Quick! What do you want?

- First, call off that police dog.

All right, anything.

These men are in this country

under false pretenses, and I'll do my duty.

I'll be responsible for them.

Besides, they came over here

with Mr. Driftwood.

Mr. Driftwood is an employee

of the Opera Company.

- Since when?

- Since Baroni started singing.

Wait till I get a hold

of that elevator operator.

All right, anything.

Please, go out and sing.

Wait a minute.

Before he sings, you gotta sign a contract,

and I get 10 percent.

Yes, and I get 10 percent, too.

Now, where were we?

- "The party of the 10th part..."

- No.

- "The party of the 11th part..."

- No.

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