The Barber of Seville Page #4

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Restrain yourself, sir

l'd like to flatten you!

People! Help!

- Assist him!

- Leave me alone!

People! Help, for pity's sake!

Halt there!

What's happening, good sirs?

What's this uproar?

Eternal gods!

Because of this din half the town

has gathered on the street

Sir, be careful, for goodness' sake

- That's a rascal

- That's a rogue

- Wretch!

- Curse you!

Signor soldier, have some respect...

...or l will have to teach you

politeness right now

Sir, be careful, for goodness' sake

Ugly ape!

Low-born rogue!

Hush, doctor

l want to shout

Stop, sir

l want to kill him

Keep quiet, for goodness' sake

No, l want to slay him

without mercy

Quiet, someone's knocking

Whatever can it be?

Who is it?

The guard

Open up here

The guard! Oh, the devil!

- Now you've done it!

- Don't fear, let them come in

How will this adventure ever end?

Everyone stop

No one move

Gentlemen, what is going on?

What's the cause of this uproar?

This ignoramus of a soldier,

has maltreated me, sir

l came here, sir,

to calm this disturbance

He's making an infernal din;

he's always talking of killing

That knave will not

accept me as a lodger

Forgive him, it has all been

the effect of the wine

l understand

You are under arrest, good man

Outside quickly

Away from here

Under arrest?

Me? Hey there, stop!

Frozen and immobile

like a statue...

...l can hardly draw a breath

Frozen and immobile

like a statue...

...he can hardly draw a breath

Frozen and immobile

like a statue...

...l can hardly draw a breath

Look at Don Bartolo!

He resembles a statue!

l shall split my sides laughing!

- But, sir...

- Be quiet!

- But a doctor...

- No more!

- But if she...

- Don't talk!

- l wish...

- Don't shout!

- But if we...

- Be quiet!

- But if then...

- We'll judge

- But if then...

- Be quiet!

- But if we...

- Don't talk!

Everyone go about his own business

Stop quarrelling

- But hear me, listen to me

- Quiet here! Quiet there!

My head seems to be

in a frightful forge...

...where the persistent din

of the ringing anvils...

...grows louder and never ceases

Alternately this and that

gigantic hammer...

...with barbaric harmony,

makes the walls and arches resound

And the brain, poor little thing,

already stunned, stupefied...

...cannot reason, is confounded,

is reduced to madness

Just behold my fate!

No one seems to know that soldier

in the whole regiment

l have my doubts.

Heavens! What doubts?

l bet that Count Almaviva...

...is the one who sent this man

to reconnoitre Rosina's heart

No one can be safe,

even in one's own house! But l...

Who's knocking?

Hey, there!

Someone's knocking

Don't you hear?

l'm at home.

Don't be afraid, open the door

Peace and joy be with you

A thousand thanks

Don't trouble yourself

Joy and peace for a thousand years

Much obliged, l'm sure

That face looks familiar

l don't recognise it

But that face, who can it be?

This new disguise

will favour me more

Joy and peace, peace and joy!

l understood

Heaven! What a bore!

Joy and peace, with all my heart

Enough, for pity's sake

- What a perfidious fate!

- The old man doesn't recognise me!

My loved one, in a few moments

we shall be talking in freedom

Everybody is against me!

What a cruel mischance!

My good sir, who are you,

if l may ask?

Don Alonso, teacher of music

and student of Don Basilio

Well, then?

Don Basilio is ill

and in his place...

l'll run and see him

Gently, gently

He is not so seriously ill

l don't trust that fellow

Let's go

- But sir...

- What is it?

- l wanted to say...

- Speak up, l tell you

As you wish, but you'll discover

who Don Alonso really is

- l'll go to Count Almaviva

- Gently. Tell me, l'm listening

- The Count...

- Quiet, for goodness' sake

This morning he lodged

in the same inn as me

This letter addressed to him from

your ward ended up in my hands

lt is her handwriting!

Don Basilio knows nothing about it

Coming for him

to give the girl a lesson...

...l wished to earn your favour

- With this letter one could...

- What?

l'll tell you.

lf l could talk to the girl...

...l could make her believe...

...that another of the Count's

lovers gave it to me...

...proof that the Count

is making a fool of Rosina

Not so fast

Slander!

Splendid! Worthy pupil

of Don Basilio!

l shall know how to reward

so fine a suggestion

l'll go and call the girl

As you concern yourself so much

in my interest, l put my trust in you

Have no doubts

l didn't mean to mention the letter

But without this expedient l would

have had to leave like a simpleton

l shall now reveal my plan to her

lf she approves,

my happiness will be complete

Here she comes.

l feel my heart leap in my breast

Come, young lady

Don Alonso, whom you see,

will give you a lesson

What's the matter?

lt's a cramp in my foot

That's nothing!

Come near me, pretty maid

lf you don't mind, l'll give you

a lesson instead of Don Basilio

l shall accept it with pleasure

- What are you singing?

- lf you agree, l'll sing...

...the rondo from the

'' Useless Precaution''

That's a good girl, let's begin

Against a heart where love burns...

...with true, unquenchable fire...

...a tyrant arms himself in vain...

...with sternness, with cruelty

From every assault the conqueror,

love, will always prevail

Lindoro, my treasure,

if you knew, if you could see!

This brute of a guardian,

how furious he makes me!

My dear, l put my trust in you,

save me, for pity's sake

Do not fear, l reassure you

Fortune will be friendly to us

- Should l hope?

- Trust me

- And my heart?

- lt will rejoice

Dear smiling image

Sweet notion of a joyful love

You set my heart aflame...

...in my breast

You transport me with delight

A lovely voice!

Excellent!

A thousand thanks!

A lovely voice, certainly,

but that aria is very boring

ln my time music

was another matter

When, for example, Caffariello

sang that wonderful aria

Listen, Don Alonso, here it is

When you are near me,

adorable Rosina...

The aria said Giannina,

but l say Rosina

When you are near me,

adorable Rosina...

...my heart glows in my breast

and dances the minuet

Well done, signor barber!

lt was nothing, excuse me,

l am at fault

- Why have you come, rogue?

- To shave you

- lt's you today

- l'm not in the mood

Tomorrow l won't be able to come

Why?

l have to shave and cut the hair

of the new regiment's officers...

...dress the blond wig

for Marchioness Andronica...

...give Count Bomb

a ''tower'' hairdo...

...provide a purgative

for Bernardone, the lawyer

And then, what's the use?

Tomorrow l can't come

Come on, less chatter

- Today l won't be shaved

- No?

Just look at the clients l have!

l come this morning:

the house is in uproar

l return after lunch:

'' l'm not in the mood''

Have you taken me

for some peasant barber?

Call in another then, l'm going

Let him have his way

What caprices!

Go and fetch the towels

No, l'll go myself

lf he had given me those keys,

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