And the Ship Sails On Page #2

Yellowish, matte, not clear!

And what color is the voice of

our general?

I'd like to hear it, General

This is my voice. I'm unable

to sing with it

Strange!

I see no color.

A voice without color,

like a void, an absence

A void as head of the

Armed Forces is troubling!

Here, her ashes are all here

For this small casket,

so small, and yet so large,

friends and fans from around

the whole world

chartered the most luxurious liner,

commanded by the fearless

captain

born in indomitable Genoa

Spezia! Spezia!

Spezia! Born in indomitable

Spezia,

Captain Leonardo De Robertis

It's the other way round,

Roberto De Leonardis

- What did I say?

- Roberto De Leonardis!

Right. And he shall lead us

to the island of Erimo

so that all of us can solemnly

perform

the funeral rites,

spreading the...

Sir Reginald!

Excuse me

Sir Reginald! Sir Reginald!

Excuse me, just a couple

of questions

Is it true that you were the one

who asked our divine singer

to make her debut in London?

- Of course. Please excuse me.

- Thanks

Look Rudi, he's looking

for her

This is the second wheel, should

the one in the main deck fail

This is the mechanism used to

maneuver, without the other one

- And when do you use this one?

- For emergency cases, as I said

- And what is down there?

- Please follow me

He's an Egyptian. They say he was

our great artist's lover

He owns all the railways

in his country

It seems his penis is enormous,

violet colored

That's something I heard,

of course

Ah, here he is!

He hasn't found her

There are strange rumors about

our baron and his gentle wife

Did you see it too?

Really upset

Upset and longing, what?

That F wasn't right, didn't

you hear it was off-key?

What do you mean, off-key? It was

perfect, didn't you hear?

That way it doesn't fall. If you

remove a single drop of water

- It becomes a different note!

- This way it doesn't fall

but you, being tone deaf, go on

with your pa, pa pa

You rise instead

of going down.

How marvelous! It looks as if it

were painted!

Oh, look, Lisa! Look! The moon!

The sun, and the moon, together!

The overture of Barber of Seville

gives me goose pimples!

And that's Andromeda, and that

small star on the right

near Orion was discovered

only 50 years ago

Correct, Sir Reginald. You're

giving a lesson in astronomy!

That star is known

as Cauda Pavonis

Its blue silver, see? But now

it's emerald

and now bright orange

And do you know who discovered

it? A well-known surgeon

who was an amateur astronomer

Guess what his name was?

Reginald!

Besides the myth of a great

singer, she was a sensitive girl,

very Ionely. One felt one had

to help her,

but maybe you're interested in

a few events in Edmea's life?

The lady is her cousin, why

don't you ask her?

Yes, I could have sung

- Captain!

- Mr. Orlando

- How are you, Reverend?

- What a view!

- On one side the cold moon.

- Good evening

- Divine!

- On the other the sun's heat

Absolutely beautiful. Between

light and darkness, and

fire and ice, there you are,

lldebranda

- How poetic.

- Can I accompany you?

- It's too humid here!

- Thirty years have gone by

I haven't seen her since then

I don't remember anything. Sorry,

we were children

Thank you, madame. Anyhow,

you've told me something

When there is a moon, he says that

nightwatch makes him nervous

Hi! Who knows you, dear friend?

But I have to write

about you

and that one there, for example,

that fatso waving at me

Who knows him? My job is a bit

ludicrous, isn't it?

- She never read the contracts.

- Is there a place for me?

Nor signed them.

Whatever was practical

offended her deeply

But we're creatures of habit,

we are on it, all of us

And yet she knew her

contractual rights

better than any attorneys

Before going into the theatre,

he once told me:

"Couldn't you remove my name

from the billboard?"

No, I think she was conscious of

her personal charm

Whoever came near her was

conquered!

It might seem that way. But she

was terribly insecure

She was terrified of strangers

But you should stop

telling stories about this girl

At least as a sign of respect.

Excuse me, which girl?

She may have been intimidating,

but she didn't scare me!

- You say she was aggressive?

- She threw things at people

- Didn't she throw things?

- Aureliano!

Actually, I never had problems

- I'd like a glass of red wine.

- Of course, sir

- But Lambrusco, mind you!

- Lambrusco

She was the perfect partner,

she liked me a lot

and this made our collaboration

ideal

She always said I was the best,

the best Italian tenor

True! Tetua always said so:

to sing with Sabatino Lepori is

glorious!

At my house, she wept before a

small painting

"It makes me cry, madame" she said

with her eyes full of tears

And you, haven't you anything

to tell?

The most extraordinary fact

of those we have heard

was that in the last act of

La Traviata she was feverish

She fully identified with

Violetta's character

Mommy, did you love Tetua?

Not one of your best

evenings, was it?

I caught him leaving the cabin

I thought he had an air of

satisfaction. Was it worth it?

Answer me, Violet

I'll go to sleep right

away tonight. I'm so tired

Well? I want to know everything,

every detail

Did you spot him on the dock?

- Be nice, Reginald I'm sleepy!

- Oh, did you go too far?

He came to repair the light,

it did not work properly

You can do better than that, Violet!

You know I'm afraid of the dark!

You whore! You're amazing. Say it

with your little voice

"Yes, Reginald, I'm a great

whore!"

I won't stand for it!

- I can't bear it!

- Yes!

- Give me that stupid bear!

- No! Anything but him!

- Crazy b*tch!

- Give it to me!

Why? Why do you treat me like

that?

Yes, I've earned it. Do it,

do anything you like!

You have needs...

you're a queen,

my child, my boss

Please, Violet, do it

always, do it like this, more

more

"A vocal phenomenon"

"A divine voice." "A hundred

singers in one"

So many definitions,

so many words

They've written so many stories

about you

But no one said who you really

were

Your favorite flower.

You'll never be without it

No one ever discovered your

secret, my love

I'm the only one who knows

who you really are.

You're a child who came from

the sea

Remember the poem I wrote

for you?

"Born from the sea,

like a goddess"

Who is it?

Who is it?

Your Highness,

I'm a journalist

- Excuse me!

- Good night

- Thank you.

- Oh, of course

Count Bassano. A romantic guy

Very romantic

For years now, he always

brought her a very rare flower:

"Rubens Pistila." You've seen it

in his cabin, haven't you?

But I deny

that he was ever in love

with her

Perhaps he's in love with her,

since her death

An ambiguous guy! Really

ambiguous!

Under the pretense of setting up

a museum

he managed to have them

keep him for years!

Excuse me,

These are notes

that I have been jotting down

for one of my newspapers: "I

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