Act 1 Scene 9 Flashcards
No stop it no
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G, iyp
Constance!
Gentlemen if you please
Pom my word
Cdottp
Ty. Wsyl.
Come down off that table please
Thank you, we’ll see you later
Don’t be pompous
Peun
Dyrwyd?
Please excuse us now
Do you realise what you’ve done
No what?
JLyrta! Ynalg.
Just lost your reputation that’s all! You’re now a loose girl
Don’t be so stupid
Yamw,fgs!
You’re a married woman for gods sake!
And what of it?
Aywdnahltbhip. Cyalhmyoul?
A young wife does not allow her legs to be handled in public. Couldn’t you at least have measured your own ugly legs.
What?
Dykwyd? Ysm-ta! Sm!
Do you know what’ve you done? You’ve shamed me- thats all! Shamed me!
Oh don’t be so ridiculous
Sm-ifot!
Shamed me- in front of them!
It’s mine!
Wdym?
What do you mean?
You’ve only had every….Came to you!
TNt!
That’s not true
Every single female pupil
Nt! Nt!
Name them! Name them!
Doesn’t drag them into bed!
Ochd! Hcgiu,tw! Hyhhm? Ttsoswcgiu!
Of course he doesn’t! He can’t get it up, that’s why! Have you heard his music? That’s the sound of someone that can’t get it up!
I’m sick of you!
Noesicdt
No one ever said I couldn’t do that!
I hate you!
Os,dc. Pdc… icbiwyc. H! Bm…bm…iys. Sm. Smbg. Ijshlallabys. H. Di…b
Oh standerl, don’t cry. Please don’t cry…I can’t bear it when you cry. Here. Beat me…beat me…I’m your slave. Stanzi Marini. Stanzi marini bini gini. I’ll just stand here like a little lamb and bear your strokes. Here do it batti.
No.
Bb. Mt.
Batti batti. Mio Tesoro.
No!
Swpp.
Stanzerly wanzerly piggly poo!
Stop it.
Swhaf. Shsamts.
Stanzy wanzy had a fit. Shit her stays and made them split
Stop it!
Wttahs. Swatd
When they took away her skirt. Sw ate the dirt.
Stop it now!
O. O. O. Dia. Dia. Icmaysf, M!
Ooo
Oooo. Ooooo. Oooo. Do it again! Do it again! I cast myself at your stinking feet, Madonna!
Ow ow ow
Excellency…
Hlhybt
How long have you been there?
Are you too quarrelling ?
Nocn!
No of course not!
Dining room?
Bwdwagttt?
But why don’t we all go to the table?
Punishment…
S!
Stanzi!
Theee of us.
Ihsoc. Atipyab. Wdys?
I’m honoured signore of course. And then I’ll play you at bollards. What do you say?
I’m afraid I don’t play
Yd?
You don’t?
He’s very good at it.
Itb! Imnoac, bab-n!
I’m the best! I may nod occasionally at composing, but at billiards- never!
A virtuoso of the cue.
E! Iavg! Itiswagffbb! T! A! Waii! Tipimip!… ihtbmbnoticlcwbatghfrtc! Ss!
Exactly! It’s a virtuosos game!… I think I shall write a grand fantasia for billiard balls! Trillos! Acaciacturas! Whole arpeggios in ivory! Then I’ll play it myself in public!… it’ll have to be me because none of those Italian charlatans like clementi will be an,e to get his fingers round the cue! Scusate , signore.
