প্রথম 200টি লাইন।
Little dove that got away, hear how I have missed you
Little dove who said you'd stay, all those times I kissed you
Little dove, your tender charms I shall now recapture
Fly back now into my arms, Rosalinde - oh rapture!
Here's a note from my sister Ida, the chorus girl
"We're guests at a villa...
"Where preparations are in full swing
"Prince Orlofsky is throwing a big party here this evening
"Borrow one of the Mistress's dresses
"And thus elegantly presented
"I'll launch you into high society
"Free yourself for the night, I warrant we'll enjoy ourselves
"No one tires of that place"
So writes Ida...
I'm certain of it, I have no doubt
But it won't be easy, if I only I knew how to get away
If I were that little dove, I could fly hither and thither
And in bliss and pleasure
Sail through the ether!
Why did nature make me a mere chambermaid?
Adele!
The dulcet tones of my mistress
Night and day it condemns me to perpetual slavery
I'll get rid of him, Ma'am
Go somewhere else! There'll be no doves flying this coop today!
Rosalinde? That's no street-singer - it's an admirer
Not of me but of the mistress
There's only an Adele here, no Rosalinde, at least not for you
Clear off back to the local choral society!
I should have known that this all-too-audible skeleton in my closet...
Would return to haunt me
Only a reckless man could sing tenor like that...
And only a tenor could sing so recklessly!
He dares to stand outside compromising my reputation with his high As!
That's got rid of him
It's the mistress!
He clearly thinks he can rekindle the past
Maybe I can act my way into an evening off
I have remained absolutely faithful to my husband
Ma'am, my poor aunt is sick
I loved Alfred for his beautiful instrument...
Ma'am!
Though my husband's is serviceable, too
Ma'am, my aunt is sick...
But why, after disappearing from Vienna
Does he suddenly turn up here
My poor, poor, poor...
Maybe he never forgot me
Maybe he doesn't know I've given up performing
To become respectable
- Who's sick? - My aunt
Your aunt?
- Yes, Ma'am, my poor, poor... - Why are you telling me this?
She's not expected to last the night, and lies bedridden crying out my name
What a pity
I know the master might go to gaol tonight
But I think I should go and ease her passage
- Please may I have the evening off? - Impossible
- Ma'am... - Impossible, I said
He is appealing against the conviction but nobody holds out any hope
- But should he get off... - You still won't!
Now, my clothes need pressing
My poor aunt!
Will I never see you again?
O aunt of aunts
An aunt like this
As charming a relative
As a niece could ever know!
- Ah, I may not go to you - No, you may not go to her
Even though she calls out helplessly for her beloved niece
- No, you may not go - It's a very sad situation
Why did nature make me a mere chambermaid?
Yes, why did nature
Make you a lady's chambermaid?
How lucky is the old aunt to have such an attentive niece!
I, of course, don't believe a word of it
What she lacks in brilliance, she's made up for with enthusiasm
She needs to be a better actress to get one over an old pro like me
Alfred!
I used to make you cry out my name with more ecstasy than that!
I'm married
I'm not bothered
- If my husband should come in... - I'm not bothered
I hear he's to take the cure
At one of our less high-toned local establishments...
Do you delight in another man's misfortune?
Doing so is one of life's great pleasures
- Do you delight in mine? - Your misfortune?
My misfortune was to love someone
Who deserted me for a wealthy and ill-tempered burgher of this town
It wasn't you I loved, but your tenor voice
Your top notes transported me to a place of pleasure
Unknown with any other vocalist
And it was you who deserted me
Which is what I would like you to do now!
Only on the condition that you let me come back
- When your husband's behind bars - Never!
- Then I'll stay - As you wish
- Throat lozenge? - No, thank you.
If you have any feelings left for me, I beg you to leave
Swear you'll see me when your husband's inside
I didn't have a choice
So be it!
- I swear - Very well, I'll go
If only he wouldn't sing!
I can resist his dialogue
But I melt whenever he hits his high B
My only hope is the court verdict
If my husband gets off, I'm in the clear
It's him. Not a good sign
With a lawyer like him, I was a lost cause
- Be patient - He only made things worse
It's all his fault
- Whose fault is it? - His fault? Could it be his fault?
It's all his fault
- The counsel? - That's not true
- Soon you will see - What has happened? Explain!
Listen to me
- First let me defend myself - Save yourself the trouble. It's indefensible!
- Do you want to insult me? - Calm down, why so furious?
- My learned counsel babbled! - Herr von Eisenstein screamed!
- You're stuttering with every word! - You're insulting me!
- You're crowing like cock! - You're a boor!
- You're an oaf! - You're an imbecile!
- You're quite inhumane - You're turning like a weathercock
You'll strain your instrument! That's quite enough
The Doctor should leave before there's a scandal
- She's right. You must leave! - Leave this house!
Calm down
The verdict is in
Make the best of it and in five days
It'll all be over
Five days?
Now it's up to eight They have added three
Thanks to him!
If I don't give myself up today, they'll drag me off
That's rather harsh, I must say
Isn't it?
My poor husband! Must it then be today?
What consolation can I offer?
How shall I bear it?
With a lawyer like him, it was a lost cause
And whose fault is it?
- Whose fault is it? - It's all your fault
It's all your fault
When you're out again, we'll make a fresh start
- Then I'll show you what I can do - What can you do?
I'll appeal, subvert, review, object
Prescribe, subvert, devolve, involve
Devolve, protest, resume, deflect...
Stop! Enough!
Exculpate, formulate, abrogate, perorate...
You'll only make a fool of yourself. Get out or I'll throw you out!
With a lawyer like him, I was a lost cause
And one loses patience
Instead of coming to an end things have got worse
And only he is to be blamed for that!
Have they extended the sentence from five to eight days?
Justice is meant to be blind, but this is ridiculous!
Your misbehaviour incensed the judge
And rattled me
I won't hold it against you
And if they want to put you in jail again I'll represent you again
- For an increased fee - Shocking!
I want compensation for defamation, abuse both mental and physical
Broken office furniture, the loss of my secretary...
And finally I want danger money!
If you'll write out a cheque for our cashier
I'll cashier you!
I'll send the bill by special delivery
- Leave! - With pleasure!
My poor Gabriel!
Eight long days, eight long nights... this very day!
They wanted to gaol me on the spot...
But I swung a few extra hours' liberty for dinner
But what does this mean?
You've been crying... surely not for me?
My poor aunt
The woman's on her deathbed
On her deathbed
I just saw her riding a donkey up the market
So she's that sick, is she?
Maybe the doctor prescribed her a donkey-cure
Run to The Golden Lion and order us a nice expensive dinner
Tonight is my Last Supper
Doctor Fledermaus... Sorry, Falke!
Congratulations, dear lady, on being rid of the tyrant for eight days
My compliments to you too
Those three extra days were an achievement
- How are you, my dear Gabriel? - Really bad
Send up for some wine to dull the man's sarcasm
No more teasing, doctor. Our convict needs cheering up
I'll fetch something to lubricate that tenor of his
So you've still not told her you're not a tenor!
She's obsessed with the upper reaches of the human voice
I didn't get anywhere with her...
Until I lowered the pitch of her piano to get access to her... heart
And what's wrong with a baritone with a notable extension?
That was never a problem for me
You were a great Don Giovanni before you married
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