Kean Page #5

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Boys, music!

Come with me! Up, up!

Peter Patt, come! Come!

Go away, get out!

Get out, you beasts!

Note:
8 chairs of which 3 are

irreparable. Clean this up!

But what's this stuff?

They destroyed all the mugs.

Let's see,

have you checked the plates? 2, 4...

So, we're missing 16... 17.

No, unlucky number!

Tonight Mr. Kean

will pay for the damages.

Tonight Kean will ask for

another 2 pounds in loan.

If not for the place's attraction,

not even a nose would stick in!

He's awake! The revelry recommences!

No, the knocks from here,

from the closet.

Who can be in the closet?

Thieves! Thieves! Even the partridges!

Note:
4 partridges stolen!

One moment! Who's there?

Oh! Finally.

Who's this women?

- What do I know!

She slept here?

- Don't know. What're you doing here?

I knocked a half hour last night,

no one responded.

So I went to sleep.

This is mine!

You've very uncomfortable rooms

in this inn!

Ah, now I remember...

Get to work, guys.

You were in the company

of Mr. Kean last night?

Where's Mr. Kean now?

- Sleeping. He's changed companion

and doesn't want to be

disturbed.

This is a very

shady place, you know?

If it's shady,

at least come here. - Salomon!

Watch out not to break...

- You're here too? Very well.

Ah, what a hellish night!

Pete, give me something to drink.

I don't know, water...

Water at The Black Cock?

I'll give you something to put you

back on your feet. Go away, little one!

Can I wait for him with you?

- Yes, wait for him!

Often, before noon

he doesn't wake up.

A great awakening! I've been

till now talking with the guards.

The jeweller has had

seals put on Kean's house.

Where he'll go sleep, then,

I don't know.

And if this weren't enough,

La MacLeish has disappeared

saying this time

she'll no act again.

And the other actresses, in solidarity

with her, won't replace her.

Here you are.

- Thanks.

So the theater has to be shut.

- No, nonsense. There's me, no?

You? To play whom?

- Desdemona.

Kean told me

I'll play.

But no!

- But yet! - But no!

Want to know more about me now?

- Yes!

When did he say this?

- Last night, here.

Here, see the effects

of a hangover! I know...

It's true that rather than

shut the theater,

we could let

even you play Desdemona.

Afraid?

- No, terrified!

I'm great, you know?

- Yeah?

If you behave like that,

you offend me.

And I was thinking of having you

come live with us.

When?

- When I've married him.

Married whom?!

- Have I many rivals?

Look, daughter, we'll speak

about this another time.

Now do something nice:

go to the theater and ask for Lucy.

Who's this Lucy? Another lover?

- No. The seamstress, old, ugly...

Try one

MacLeish's costume,

but above all, I tell you,

study the part! - Yes.

Relax, it'll all go well.

I'll see you in the theater.

- He's waking up.

No, wait, I'm coming too.

I have to take him back to the theater.

Hurry up, up there!

- Now! I'm lowering the backdrop.

Go, go, go!

Master! Send Salomon

to identify your guests!

The theater is filling up

with beggars, with sailors!

We don't make a penny!

- The box office is theirs.

There'll be no boxoffice!

- They'll be content with the show.

Salomon, see about it

and come right back!

I've a headache, rheumatism,

and don't remember a thing.

"It is the cause.."

How's it? "It is the cause" and next?

- "Let me not..."

"Let me not name it to you,"

enough cue.

"Let me not name it to you,

you chaste stars."

"It is the cause, let me not

name it to you, you chaste stars."

"It is the cause..."

"Yet I'll not shed..."

"I'll not scar her skin,

more smooth than alabaster,

"whiter than snow.

Yet she must die...

"She must die...

"else she'll continue to sin

with other men.

"else she'll continue to sin

with other men.

"to sin...

Dario!

Dario!

Dario!

What're you doing? - Here I am!

- How'd you groom this wig?!

Animal!

- Okay, master, I'll do it right away.

Ready right away.

Here:
modestly,

a little masterpiece.

I look good?

Come to bed, my lord.

- What's this?

Desdemona. - Don't joke,

call MacLeish.

She's not here. - Okay, replace her.

With this woman I can't play.

We decided last night

that I'd play. - Yes?

Yes, you promised me. - Did we also

decide to say "tu"? - Yes.

Last night?

What did we two do last night?

- Many things... - Ah.

You took my hands...

- Your hands and...

That's all.

Your hands! I'm getting old!

It's time to retire.

So I took your hands and

proposed you play Desdemona?

Yes.

- Okay...

you'll play. But take that

that muck off your face!

You'll see, it'll all go well!

I'm interrupting?

Elena!

- Can I offer congratulations?

All London's talking of you

and the girl. Talk of marriage...

Elena! - I see the marriage

has already been celebrated.

You were consuming...

- No, it's...

Congratulations and farewell!

- No, stay! Little one, go away.

Hurry. You have to dress.

I told you to go away

- But... - You're leaving?

How many times

must I repeat it? Go!

I hear!

What more do you want?

Didn't you say you'd have me

go over the scene again?

What scene?

We'll do it later. Out!

Elena! Elena, there's nothing

between me and that girl.

You admit

it's very difficult to believe.

But it's all your fault, Elena.

If you'd come last night, I...

My fault?! My fault if the girl

deserts her marriage reception

to take refuge in your

dressingroom?

I came.

And yesterday, as today, I had to

note my place was already taken.

But there's nothing between me

and Miss Damby. Nothing, I swear!

They say you made revelry

all night long.

I suffer, Elena!

I've poison in my veins...

What's wrong with you?

- I'm jealous!

That's it. I'm jealous.

- You, jealous?

Yes, yes, dying of jealousy,

crying.

And whom are you jealous of?

- You know well.

The men who court me

are more than one.

The more don't count.

I saw him last night,

how he presses you close.

I saw him!

O, you don't mean to say

that the Prince of Wales...

Yes, yes, the Prince of Wales!

Why'd you go into his box?

He invited us,

it's not the first time.

You should have refused.

- One cannot.

Yes one can. You spoke to him?

- Of course!

What did you talk about, Elena?

- I don't know... Nothing.

See, I knew it.

- Okay, then everything.

Everything or nothing,

it's the same.

Mouths speak to say nothing,

eyes say everything without talking.

He was watching you, I suppose.

- It was inevitable. - He loves you!

Come on, Kean, the Prince of Wales

doesn't even notice I exist!

The Prince of Wales asked me

yesterday in this room to give you up.

See, the news enchants you, it's clear.

Are you crazy?

Only I don't understand how

the Prince Wales could guess

...that I love you.

If I see you again

next to him, I'll go ape.

O my Othello!

But I can't keep myself all alone

watching you

pressing in your arms

that girl.

Which girl, Elena? Which?

You're playing with her tonight

and won't see my anymore!

Elena, we're doing "Othello."

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