Don Giovanni Page #6
- Year:
- 1979
- 176 min
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How do you find this beautiful concert?
It is consistent with your merit.
Such delicious food!
Such a barbarous appetite!
Such gigantic mouthfuls!
As he looks upon my mouthfuls,
he thinks he is going to faint.
Next course!
Yes, master.
Long live the "Litiganti"!
Pour the wine.
Excellent red wine!
This piece of pheasant
He is eating, that ruffian.
I'll pretend not to see.
I know this one all too well.
Leporello!
Master...
Speak clearly, you rogue!
A flu is making it difficult
for me to speak.
While I eat, whistle a little.
I don't know how!
What?
Excuse me.
So excellent is your cook,
The final proof
of my love,
I wanted to make it with you.
your betrayals.
I am moved by pity.
What is it?
My sorrowful soul
begs you no mercy.
I am amazed! What do you want?
Get up,
because I won't remain standing.
Do not mock my anguish!
I mock you?
But why?
What do you want, my dear?
That you change your life.
Fine words!
Faithless heart!
Let me eat.
And if you wish,
you may dine with me.
Stay there, ingrate,
wallowing in your vile crimes.
You horrible example of iniquity!
Here's to women,
here's to good wine,
the strength and glory of humanity!
If he's not moved
by her grief,
he has a heart of stone
or no heart at all.
What was that cry?
Go and see what happened.
What a devilish cry!
Leporello, what is it?
Sir, for Heaven's sake...
Don't go out there.
The man of stone... the white man...
Master, I am scared,
I am going to faint.
If you could see his shape,
hear his...
I don't understand at all.
You have gone out of your mind.
- Listen!
- Someone's knocking.
- Open the door.
- I'm trembling.
Open the door!
Open it!
Lunatic! To solve this puzzle,
I'll go and open it myself.
I'll never see that man again,
I'll quietly hide.
Don Giovanni!
I'm here to dine with you.
You did invite me
and I have come.
I would never have believed it,
but I'll do what I can.
Leporello, bring another setting
to the table immediately!
Master,
we're all dead!
Go, I tell you.
Stand still.
What good
is mortal food
for those nourished
on celestial food?
Other concerns
more grave than these,
other cravings,
have brought me here.
Speak then.
What do you ask?
What do you want?
I will speak,
listen...
I haven't much time.
Speak then,
I am listening.
It's like having a fever,
my limbs won't stop shaking.
You invited me to dinner,
now you know your duty.
Answer me.
Will you come
to dinner with me?
For God's sake, no!
I'm sorry but he has no time.
Never shall I be
accused of cowardice.
Make up your mind!
I have made it up.
Will you come?
Say no!
My heart does not tremble.
I am not afraid,
I will come!
Give me your hand
as a pledge.
Here it is.
- Oh God!
- What is wrong?
What is this deathly chill?
Repent, change your ways,
this is your final hour!
I will not repent.
Go away from me!
Repent, scoundrel!
No, old fool!
- Repent!
- No!
Your time is up!
With strange fear,
From where do these vortices emerge
full of fire and horror?
No hell is too appalling for you.
Who is lascerating my soul?
Who is torturing my body?
Damnation is in his gestures!
What torment, what agony!
I'm filled with terror.
Who is lascerating my soul?
Who is torturing my body?
What madness!
What terror!
What hell!
Where is the miscreant,
where is the criminal?
Now shall our retribution be unleashed.
Only seeing him bound in chains
will calm my torment.
Do not hope ever to find him again.
No need to search, he's far away now.
- What has happened?
- There came a statue.
Quick, tell us!
How can I say it?
Quick, tell us, hurry!
Through smoke and flame...
listen here.
The man of marble... Don't move!
Just there, he gave the sign.
And just there
What story is this?
Every word of it is true.
That must have been
the spectre that I met.
Now that all of us,
my dearest,
have been avenged
by Heaven,
grant me, I beg,
my reward.
Do not leave me still in anguish.
Give me but a year, my dear,
for my heart to heal.
True love must yield
to a beloved's plea.
I will enter a convent,
there to end my life.
We, Masetto, will go home
and have our dinner together.
And I'll go to the inn
and find myself a better master.
with Proserpine and Pluto.
And we, good people,
will gaily sing
the ancient moral:
This is fate of miscreants.
Evildoers always come
to an equally evil end.
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