beat 9 + 10
Providence will provide a miracle.
Master!
Brighella!!
Signiorina Columbina, my unworthy eyes are truly blessed with the sight of your ethereal beauty. I kneel before you in homage to all which is pefection in nature.
....Tragedy immeasurable has struck down the happy hope of our incipient union and I am about to kill myself.
Columbina!!!!
....Farewell to all who have been graced by an intimate nodding acquaintance with my peerless person. I go now to die of love unrequited.
Wait!!
Did someone say wait?
Look here!
A purse of....
Five hundred ducats!
FIVE HUNDRED DUCATS?
Yes!
Not enough!
It's a beginning.
Where did you get such a sum?
Master, are you sure you want me to tell you?
No.
One moment! ....Without this our prospefts for wedded bliss are dashed.
Hmmmmm.
You have a plan?
No. I have a "hmmm."
(Hmmmmm.)
I have it!
Yes!
No. Too stupid.
Oh.
Wait!
YES!!
No. Too dangerous.
Oh.
YES!!!!
YES!!!?
And perfect. Absolutely foolproof!
What must be done.
Not here. Too many eyes and ears of the piazza. Master, return home. Await me there. Signiorina Columbina, go at at once to Don Poccolino and beg for the bliss of marriage to Pantalone.
I'd sooner die!
Trust me! Demand that the bond be sealed tomorrow at sunrise! Implore the Don to contact Pantalone immediately so that the marriage contract can be drawn this very day. Leave the rest to me. Hurry now. Time works against us. Master, Farewell!
Brighella, the sucess of this plan will mean your freedom.
I'm counting on it. Farewell, Signiorina Columbina.
I pray the convoluted machinations of your cunning and slightly twisted imagination will, once again, profit you.
I'm counting on it. Farewell.
Farewell, my angel of art.
Farewell, my hero.
I'm afraid we have no time for a lengthy and romantic exit.
Later!
This plot's been thickening for about half an hour now. It's time to bring things to a speedy, and hopefully happy, conclusion. You see? You were wrong about me. Why, this escapade will surely get me through Saint Peter's Gate with a pat on the back from Peter himself.
Ah. Harlequino's fragrant shroud. Harlequino?! I forgot all about him. Where could he have gone? Something must have happened.... I wonder...