The Private Life of Don Juan Page #3

You'll have two solid years rest in a nice, quiet jail.

-Jail? Didn't you settle that?

- Only you can do that.

- How?

- By going to see Doa Dolores.

- She's waiting for you.

- No!

Yes.

Right. Two years, a young masquerader

will have a marvelous time.

-[ Crowd Murmuring, Chattering ]

- All right, I'll go see her.

[ Castanets Clicking ]

Please make me dance well.

[ Orchestra ]

[ Applause]

[ Leporello ]

I'm ready. Let's go.

[ Continues ]

Let's go, I tell you.

She's waiting for you.

Can't you sit still a second?

[ Continues ]

- [ Stops ]

-[ Applause, Cheering ]

- A lovely little girl.

- She'll look awful by daylight.

Who wants to see her by daylight?

[ Resumes ]

- [ Stops ]

-[ Applause]

She is indeed a lovely dancer, sir.

She would be highly honored if you'll

visit her in her dressing room for a minute.

No, no. You can't go. There isn't time.

You're late already.

-Just for a second.

- Ah, you're hopeless.

- Thank you very much.

- Thank you very much, sir.

- I'll be back in a minute.

-" A minute.''

What divine hair.

And those two lovely stars...

just a little frightened,

gazing at me.

You baffle me.

Once again

I'm just a frightened child.

Oh, I could kill you

for being so attractive.

What a fool I was.

What a fool.

Why, darling?

I thought I could resist you.

Can you?

No woman could.

Oh, why did you kiss that girl?

- What girl?

- Pepitta.

At the Golden Pheasant

yesterday evening.

Oh. Yesterday evening.

I didn't kiss her.

Can you swear that?

In this case,

with the easiest conscience.

Juarez!

-Juarez!

- Yes?

- He never kissed Pepitta! He never kissed her!

- What?

The liars!

I'll go and tell everybody!

So he wouldn't come.

Ah. An accident.

I'm afraid so. He's, uh - He's sprained the -

He has to stay in bed.

Ohh!

Doa Dolores,

do you want to make him hate you?

I'd rather he hated me

than forgot me.

If he hates me,

at least he has to think about me.

- You want to punish him. Don't you love him?

- Yes, I do.

But I gave him a choice -

love or the law.

Aren't you afraid

you may lose him entirely?

Yes, I might.

But I don't think so.

If a man flees so desperately

from a woman...

he must be desperately afraid of her.

I'll compel him to see me.

And if he sees you

and remains the same?

Then I'll give him up...

and he can have his bills and his freedom

and all the women in the world.

But he'll never see me again.

But that remains to be seen.

Oh, that kiss of yours this morning

was the greatest event in my drab life.

But I know that for you

I'm just one woman in a thousand...

just one more victim.

You're the only woman

in the world for me.

- You really mean it?

- Yes.

Oh, Don Juan.

Oh, Don Juan!

- Good night, little one.

- Oh, wait.

Wait and say that I'm not just

one of a thousand women for you.

- Oh, no, no, no, no.

- Do I really mean something to you?

Well, certainly!

Am I the one whose kiss you've been seeking

on a thousand women's lips?

- Why, of course.

- I am the one? The only one?

Of course!

Oh, Don Juan, thank you.

I've never really lived

until this moment.

Well, that's splendid.

Now, good night, little one.

4:
00, and at 8:00 jail.

Or we go to France

as soon as he arrives.

- Will he consent?

- No, he'll never consent.

But he'll go all the same.

Three miles to walk.

And the question I ask myself is...

are women worth it?

Hey there!

You may not know it,

but you've been sent from heaven.

You take me to my house

and this is yours.

- But my cart is full of cabbages, seor.

- Good. This is the first time I ever liked them.

Ah!

[ Screams ]

My husband! Alfredo, I'm innocent!

I say, she told me

that you'd gone to the carnival.

Don Juan, I know you'll kill me,

but I am an honorable man.

For my wife's honor I must die,

or what would people say?

- Please don't hurt him too much!

- No.

Don Juan, are you ready?

Oh, very well, if you insist.

[ Sobbing ]

Wake up, sir.

You're home.

[ Don Juan Sighs ]

- Are you married?

- Yes, sir.

[ Yawns ]

Well, I suppose it has its disadvantages,

but it saves a lot of walking.

- Thank you, sir.

- Good night.

Good night, sir.

- What are you packing for?

- A gentleman has to dress, even in jail.

And two years is a long time.

I forgot it.

Did you see Dolores?

- Yes.

- Is she angry?

Yes.

Well, you are an idiot. You don't know

how to talk to an angry woman.

You are a genius, but you prefer

to prove it to another woman.

Now, listen, everything's arranged.

The coach is at the door.

Drive as fast as you can to the frontier

and I'll join you in Paris.

[ Banging ]

[ Officer]

Open the doorI

-[ Banging Continues ]

- Open the doorI

- [ Leporello ] Too late! The police!

- [ Don Juan ] Police?

She said you wouldn't be arrested

till the morning.

Well, what do you want

in the middle of the night?

We had to disturb you, sir.

I'm sorry to say

your master has been killed.

- Our master?

- Don Juan. Isn't this his house?

Yes, this is Don Juan's house.

My name is Leporello. I'm his steward.

Tell me, what has happened to Don Juan?

- Don Alfredo killed him.

- Don Alfredo?

Well, how did Don Alfredo

recognize Don Juan?

We found this in his pocket.

It's his.

Oh, this is too,

too terrible for words.

There can be no doubt about it.

Poor, poor Don Juan.

[ Sniffles ]

Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.

We'll look after his body.

- Good night.

- [ All ] Good night!

What's the idea? They really think

you are dead. I'll tell them.

- Shut up!

- You'll have to deny it.

Yes, in a month or two or six.

Whenever I want to, whenever I have

money enough to pay my debts.

[ Laughs ]

Providence is against

a jealous woman.

Providence favors a man

fighting for his freedom.

How do you want to use your freedom?

I want to rest...

and lead a simple life

with simple people...

not to be a celebrity for a while -

to be unknown, no women, and alone...

to eat what I like,

to do what I like.

After all, there comes a time in a man's life

when he needs rest...

and I'm going to have it.

Oh...

I'm so happy.

And so sleepy.

Good night, Leporello.

And don't wake me

until it's time for my funeral.

[ Bell Tolling ]

[ Tolling Continues ]

Don Juan!

[ Tolling Continues ]

Wake up.

It's time for your funeral.

[ Chattering ]

- Why are all these women in mourning?

- For you.

- [ Tolling Continues ]

- [ Sobbing ]

[ Women Sobbing ]

[ Sobbing Continues ]

Nonsense. I've never seen

one of them before in my life.

- We must have come to the wrong funeral.

- Oh, no.

[ Chattering, Shouting ]

I tell you we have.

Let us go and ask.

Seorita, did you ever meet Don Juan?

Never. Not once.

- [ Whispering ] What did I tell you?

- Then why are you in mourning?

Because I never met him.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Laughs ]

It's amazing.

I had no idea my own funeral

could be so delightful.

It's certainly brought your career

to a happy end.

End? Why end?

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