The Barber of Seville Page #3

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- Come now!

- l swear it

He's locked himself in with Basilio

to draw up the contract

Yes? He's made a big mistake!

Poor fool!

He'll have to deal with me

But tell me, Figaro...

...you were talking a little while

ago with a gentleman

A cousin of mine,

a fine young man

He is brainy and has a good heart

He has come to finish his studies

and seek his fortune

Fortune? He'll find it

l doubt it very much.

Confidentially...

- ...he has one great fault

- A great fault?

Ah, great:
he is dying of love

ls that so?

You see, l'm most interested

in that young man

- Don't you believe me?

- Oh yes!

And, tell me, does his sweetheart

live far away?

Oh no! That is, here!

A step or two away

But...

- ...is she beautiful?

- Very beautiful!

Here is her portrait for you

in a word or two:

Slender, talented

Dark hair, rosy cheeks

Eloquent eyes, a hand...

...to be loved

And the name?

Ah, that lovely name again!

- She is called...

- What?

Poor little thing!

She is called:
R - o...

...s - i...

...Rosi, n - a

Rosina!

Then l am...

You're not deceiving me?

Then l am...

...the fortunate one!

l had already guessed it:

l knew before you did

Lovely Rosina, you are the object

of Lindoro's affections

What a cunning little minx,

but she'll have to deal with me

Listen, how do l arrange

to speak to Lindoro?

Hush, Lindoro will be here

soon to talk to you

To talk to me? Splendid!

Let him come, but prudently

l'm dying of impatience!

But what is the delay?

He is waiting for some sign

of your affection

Send him a note of only two lines

and he will come

What do you say?

l shouldn't

Come, courage!

- l wouldn't know

- Only two lines

- l'm ashamed

- But of what?

Quick, here with the note

A letter?

Here it is

lt was already written!

See, what a fool l am!

And l play the teacher to her?

Oh, my fortunate affections,

l begin to breathe again

That woman could deliver

a lecture on cunning

You alone, my love,

are the one to bring me consolation

Women, eternal gods,

who can attempt to make you out?

- Listen, but Lindoro?

- He'll be coming

Any moment he will be here

to talk to you

- Let him come, but prudently

- Hush, he'll be here

Now l feel better

That Figaro is a fine young fellow

Briefly, with politeness,

may l know from my Rosina...

...why that fellow came

this morning?

Figaro? l know nothing

What did he say to you?

He mentioned the fashion in France,

the illness of his daughter Marcellina

ls that so? And l bet...

Why is that finger stained with ink?

Stained?

Oh, nothing!

l have burned myself

and have treated it with ink

The devil!

One sheet is missing.

There were six

That notepaper? lt's true

l used one sheet to send

sweetmeats to Marcellina

Very smart!

Why was the pen sharpened?

Curse you!

The pen?

l used it to design a flower

on my embroidery frame

A flower? Saucy girl!

- Believe me, sir

- No more, be silent

Such excuses, young lady,

to a doctor of my station?

l do advise you, my dear,

to deceive a little better

Sweetmeats for the little girl?

The embroidery on the frame?

You burned yourself?

Come now!

lt needs something different,

my girl, to be able to hoax me

Why is that sheet missing?

l want to know about that hoax

Sweet smiles are useless

Stay there, do not touch me!

Do not think, my girl, that

l'll let myself be made a fool of

Come, dear, confess

l am disposed to forgive

Will you not speak?

Are you going to be obstinate?

Then l know what l have to do

Next time l go out l'll hand you

over to the servants

Sweet smiles do not help

nor the look of the innocent

Not even air will be able

to enter through that door

And innocent little Rosina,

disconsolate, despairing...

...will stay shut up in her room

for as long as l wish

Just now in this room

l seemed to hear whispering

lt must have been the doctor

With his ward he doesn't have

an hour of peace

Those girls do not wish

to understand

Someone's knocking

Open up

l'm coming

That snuff l've been taking

will be the death of me

Hey, you people!

Good folk!

No one answers

Who is he?

What an ugly face!

He's drunk!

Who can it be?

Hey, you people!

Cursed fellows!

What do you want, soldier?

Ah, yes

- What can he want?

- Much obliged

Are you... just a minute...

are you Dr. Baloco?

Who is loco?

Aha, Badodo?

Who's a dodo?

Go to the devil!

Dr. Bartolo

Ah, splendid

Dr. Barbaro

Excellent

- Nonsense!

- That's excellent

There's not much difference

l'm already losing patience

She is so late! Where is she?

Here prudence will be called for

Then you are a doctor?

l am a doctor, yes, sir

Excellent, an embrace

Come here, colleague

- Get back

- Come here

l am also a fully fledged doctor

l am regimental horse doctor

Look, here it is

on the billeting order

lf only my beloved would come!

l'm already bursting with rage

A soldier! My guardian!

Whatever can they be doing here?

- lt's Rosina, now l'm happy

- He's looking at me

- He's approaching

- l'm Lindoro

What do l hear!

Take care!

What are you looking for, miss?

Quickly, go away

- l'm going, don't shout

- Quickly, out of here

Hey, girl, l'm coming too

- Where, my man?

- To the quarters

- To the quarters?

- Oh, this is fine!

To the quarters? Poppycock!

- Help!

- Not on your life, sir!

You can't be billeted here

- How's that?

- lt's no use arguing

- l have a certificate of exemption

- Certificate?

My good sir, just a moment

and l'll show you it

lf l cannot stay here...

...pray, take

He's watching us!

l can't find it any more

Take care!

But yes, l will find it

l feel a hundred desires within me.

l can bear it no longer

Here it is

''With this document

we hereby exempt Dr. Bartolo...''

Go to the devil!

Do not bore me any more

What are you doing, sir?

Quiet there, Dr. Donkey,

my quarters have been fixed here

- You want to stay?

- Certainly

Enough, go quickly, or a good stick

will drive you out of here

Then you want to do battle?

l'll give you a battle!

A fine thing is a battle!

l'll show it to you here

Watch!

This is the trench

You will be the enemy.

Pay attention!

Your handkerchief!

And our friends will stand here.

Attention!

Stop!

What is this?

- l want to see that

- Yes

lt looks like a prescription!

But it's a letter

lt is my duty,

you must forgive me

- Thank you

- Thank you, my foot!

Bring that paper here,

impertinent girl!

- Here, quickly!

- Pay attention!

That paper you ask for...

...was dropped by me by accident

lt is the list for the laundry

lmpudent girl! Here, quickly!

- What do l see!

- The barber

l have blundered!

- lt is the list!

- What a lot of people!

l'm dumbfounded!

The blockhead walked into the trap

But what trouble is this here?

Always the same story

Always oppressed and ill-treated

What a dismal life!

l cannot bear it any longer

Rosina, poor little thing

What have you done to her?

l've done nothing

Rabble-rouser, traitor!

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