Man of La Mancha Page #3

Choose!

One pair of arms is like another

It's all the same

It's all the same

Aldonza!

Well, gentlemen,

everything in order?

Did you feed the mules?

- They're eating as well as you.

- Oh, no.

God forbid.

He jokes.

It's well-known

that I set the finest table...

between Madrid and Malaga.

My patrons have always...

It's the pig butcher.

I didn't expect him so early.

What in the name of?

Coming! Coming!

Seor butcher, coming!

Is the lord of the castle

at hand?

I say, is the Castellano here?

I am in charge of this place.

We waited, sire, for a dwarf

to mount the battlements...

and announce us,

but none appeared.

The, uh, the dwarfs,

they're all busy.

My noble lords and ladies...

my master Don Quixote...

- Knight-errant?

- Knight-errant...

defender of the right,

and pursuer of...

of lofty undertakings

requests the...

boon?

The boon of hospitality!

Well, sir, is it granted?

Absolutely!

You see? I mean, this castle

is open to everybody.

Master!

Master!

Master! Master!

Are you hurt?

One of the little mishaps

of my profession.

He's a madman.

Madmen are the children of God.

Sir Knight, you must be hungry.

I am, sir.

There is food aplenty.

And for your squire, too.

Well, as I always say, hunger

is the best gravy in the world.

And as the poor

are always hungry...

they, uh... sir, I thank you.

Stay and rest tonight.

I'll just stable your animal.

See that your grooms care

for my fleet-footed Rosinante.

A horse of courage,

sobriety, and chastity.

A flower and glory

of horse flesh.

Thank you, Master.

- What's this madness?

- Aldonza!

Has he got money to pay?

When did a poor man

ever find time to run mad?

He's got money.

He's a gentleman.

Tell Aldonza

to bring him some wine.

Gentle knights...

fair chatelaine.

If there be any amongst you

that require assistance...

you have but to speak...

and my good right arm

is at your service.

Whether it be

a princess held to ransom...

an army besieged...

the fallen to be raised up...

the suffering, the poor...

Dear God. It is she.

Sweet lady...

fair virgin...

I dare not gaze fully

upon thy countenance...

as I'd be blinded by thy beauty.

I'll get you the wine.

Milady, you must not wait

upon my needs.

I implore you,

speak once your name.

Aldonza.

- Milady jests.

- Aldonza!

The name of a kitchen scullion

or milady's serving maid!

I told you my name.

Now get out of the way,

or I'Il... by Christ, I'Il...

Milady,

think to put me to the test?

Oh, sweet sovereign

of my captive heart...

how could I fail thee

when I know...

I have dreamed thee too long

Never seen thee or touched thee

But known thee

with all of my heart

Half a prayer, half a song

Thou hast always been with me

Though we have been always apart

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

I see heaven when I see thee

Dulcinea

And thy name is like a prayer

an angel whispers

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

If I reach out to thee

Do not tremble and shrink

From the touch of my hand

on thy hair

Let my fingers but see

Thou art warm and alive

And no phantom

to fade in the air

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

I have sought thee,

sung thee, dreamed thee

Dulcinea

Now I've found thee, and

the world shall know thy glory

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

Come along, Sir Knight.

I'll show you to your quarters.

Dulcinea.

Dulcinea.

- Dulcinea!

- Dulcinea!

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

I see heaven when I see thee

- Dulcinea

- Dulcinea

Filthy swine!

And thy name is like a prayer

an angel whispers

Sons of whores!

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

I have sought thee,

sung thee, dreamed thee

Dulcinea

Now I've found thee, and

the world shall know thy glory

Dulcinea

Dulcinea

- Halt!

- Bastards!

Governor, this man proposed

to offer a defense.

This is my defense.

The most curious

I've ever heard.

- But if it entertains?

- The word is "diverts."

I think your purpose

is to divert us from ours.

Precisely. May I go on?

- Continue with your defense.

- Thank you.

Imagine now the family

our brave night leaves behind.

Not the lords and ladies...

and retainers of

Don Quixote de La Mancha...

but the simple womenfolk

of Alonso Quijana.

Think of the shock

the news of his madness...

- brings to his niece...

- Antonia.

Antonia, who is concerned

about the effect...

on her forthcoming marriage.

Can't I have it?

Afterwards, princess,

you can keep it...

but now you're my niece

concerned about marriage.

To his housekeeper

of many years...

pious lady, come on, come on...

concerned that devils and

darkness have overtaken him.

- And to the local priest...

- Please let me be him.

Who has known Alonso

all of his life. One priest.

- Thank you.

- One priest!

And, shortly, there will appear

a character...

whose philosophy

may appeal enormously... to you!

Antonia and the housekeeper

hurry to the church.

- Church, please.

- The church.

Anguished by the situation...

and not wholly unaware of

what the neighbors may think...

they seek advice

from the priest.

Where's he gone?

Reverence.

To church.

But in spite of the trouble

that Alonso's madness...

will bring crashing

on their heads...

you may be sure

they're only thinking of him.

I'm only thinking of him

I'm only thinking of him

Whatever I may do or say

I'm only thinking of him

In my body, it's well known

There is not one selfish bone

I'm only thinking

and worrying about him

I've been told

he's chasing dragons

And I fear it may be true

If my groom

should hear about it

Heaven knows what he will do

Oh, they say he seeks a lady

Who his own true love shall be

God forbid that in his madness

He should ever think it's me

If he should try,

I'll surely die

And I will grimly

guard my honor as I cry

- I'm only thinking of him

- I know, I know, my dear

- I'm only thinking of him

- Of course you are, my dear

- I'm only thinking of him

- I understand

Woe

Woe

They're only thinking of him

They're only thinking of him

How saintly

is their plaintive plea

They're only thinking of him

What a comfort to be sure

That their motives are so pure

As they go

thinking and worrying

About him

Now there appears on the scene

a man of breeding...

Now there appears on the scene

a man of breeding...

intelligent, logical.

Dr. Sanson Carrasco...

Antonia's fianc...

bachelor of science...

graduate of

the University of Salamanca...

a man who carries

his own importance...

as though afraid of breaking it.

Indeed.

Family quarrels get out of hand.

Shh! Shh!

Governor,

with your permission...

and so much at stake

in the game...

may I rearrange the pieces?

Seor, you have our permission.

The queen... cunning.

The castle... formidable.

The king... restricted.

The bishop... charmingly diagonal.

And now

the problem of the knight.

My dear, your uncle...

is the laughingstock

of the entire neighborhood...

and I do not relish

claiming a lunatic as an uncle.

Oh, come, come, doctor.

The good Seor Quijana...

has been carried away

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