Enter Madame

Mi, mi, mi, mi...

Now, the throat, signora.

Oh, your voice it is like a bell tonight.

Thank you, doctor, Then don't wash it all away.

The wig, quick!

Yes, hurry. Have you fixed it?

In the first act it looked like a bird's nest.

Excuse me, Madame Della Robbia.

- Good evening, good evening. - Good evening, Farnham.

What a house we've got out there tonight.

Ah, she's complete again, my Tosca. The most beautiful Tosca in the world.

Say, that good-looking American is out front again tonight.

- Huh? - Who is that?

You know, the fellow that sits in the right-hand box every time you sing.

Don't tell me you hadn't noticed him.

Second act, Madame Della Robbia.

I do not care about some silly stage-door Jacky.

Johnny.

Whatever you want to call him. I'm not interested.

Is he good-looking?

- Fond of opera, aren't you? - Hm-hmm.

Especially if Della Robbia sings it.

- What do you mean? - You come to hear her often, don't you?

Every time she sings.

Why, you silly boy.

- Don't you like her? - Of course she's handsome.

But I've certainly heard better voices.

I haven't.

Gerald, don't do that.

You look so conspicuous.

- Shut up, Flora. - What?

Shut up, Flora. This is her big scene.

What's it about?

Look, this man has tortured Tosca's lover and put him in prison.

Now, he's agreed to let him go

if she'll yield to his er... unholy demand.

Oh.

Maledetta!

Madame!

Madame!

Help me, someone. Dottore!

- Get my doctor. - Dottore! Veni qua subito!

Ci facciano indietro!

- Open the mouth! - No, no, no!

Oh, prendi questo... Un momento, signora, un momento.

- Dottore, you take him. - Un momento, signora, un momento.

Now, will nobody get me a stretcher?

Andiamo, andiamo!

- Ho chiesto una barella. - S , signora.

I've come for the gentleman who's hurt, Mr. Fitzgerald, you know...

Gerald.

- Would not the hospital be better perhaps? - No, no, the villa.

We must nurse him with our own hands.

- Gerald, dear, speak to me. - He is unconscious.

- We must get him to the hotel. - You are his wife?

- No! - He's a friend then.

- Yes. - Oh.

No, not what you mean. Not at all.

- Good! I will take him to my villa. - S , signora.

You'll do nothing of the kind.

Madame, why do you keep interfering? What exactly is he to you?

- He's an old friend of my husband. - Where then is your husband?

My husband is dead, but I've known him all my life.

Madame, you do not make sense. Please go away.

Please, madame, you must go away.

You are a little hysterical, madame. Now, please take care of her.

Take her out...

Aspetta un momento, he's coming around.

My wonderful rescuer.

Are you... all right?

I, yes, but you? Are you all right?

Oh, sure, I...

- Oh, my head. - Oh, poor head.

- Adesso... - Gently, gently.

S , signora...

I know Madame Della Robbia is here, but who is with her?

We are not permitted to give out any such information about our guests.

Look here!

- I'm her brother. - Indeed?

- You don't believe me? - The family resemblance is not marked.

It's Antonio.

In fact, the signore looks more like an American.

I'm her half-brother. We had different mothers.

Mine lived in Indianapolis. Now, will you please let me...

Hello? You want to talk to her on the room phone, perhaps?

Thank you very much.

Hello? Oh, hello, Bice. This is Mr. Johnny.

I'm coming right up.

Don't say anything to my sister.

- Uh, boy. - S , signore.

Take the gentleman up to room 68.

I'm sorry, sir. I did not know madame came from Indianapolis.

My father travelled a good deal.

- Signor Johnny! - Hello, Bice.

- Signor Giovanni! - Hello.

- Where's my sister? - On the balcony.

I thought so.

Johnny!

Lisa, just exactly what is going on around here?

This is my little American brother.

Oh, I've heard about you.

I've heard about you too. The moment I got off the boat.

It's a public scandal.

- You took him to live at your villa. - Yes, Johnny, dear.

Is that all you have to say?

- Carrying on like this at your age. - At my age?

You're 25 years old. You ought to know better.

Wait a minute, son.

As for you, you're an American. You know better too.

Let Lisa withdraw and we'll settle this man to man.

How uh... how old are you, Johnny?

- That has nothing to do with it... - Signora.

Farnham is at the door. What can I do?

- Oh! - Your manager?

He must be angry, he must be furious, he will talk about my concert.

Oh, it's all right, sweetheart.

- Hello, Farnham. - Oh, it's true.

Yes, I love him. It is not your business, Farnham.

I have my own life!

- Now, now, signora, relax. - I'm glad you've come.

- Oh, are you? - Yes, sir, you've got to save my sister.

Save your...

It's Johnny. Sit down, sit down, Johnny, sit down.

As a matter of fact I'm in favor of a little romance now and then.

It helps your singing.

Never have I sung so well.

My whole heart is in my throat.

Oh, by the way, my name's Fitzgerald.

- Howdy. - How are you?

You two ought to be a little more careful.

After all, there are other places than the most prominent hotel in Venice.

I'll kick him out if I have to do it with my own hands.

We're going to have trouble with him.

Yes, well...

Perhaps I'd better explain. You see uh...

Lisa and I are married.

- Married? - Yes. Three days ago.

- Is that true? - Hm-hmm, I'm her bride.

Show me the marriage certificate.

Johnny, you nasty boy! How dare you.

Where is it?

Bice has it. Go and ask Bice.

You bet I will.

Married, eh?

Well, that is different.

- Sit down. - Thank you, Farnham.

Uh... you think you can take it?

- What do you mean? - I mean...

have you any idea what it's like being married to an opera singer?

Sure, I think I'm the luckiest man in the world.

You'll have to be.

Farnham, what a horrible thing to say!

I'm not talking against you, madame, it's your job.

Well, I suppose I'd better cancel all bookings for a month or so...

if you want to make this last through the honeymoon.

You'll do nothing of the kind.

Say, this is going to be a swell honeymoon

going from city to city while Lisa sings.

All right, tag along.

After you've heard all those operas five or six times

you'll begin to wish you had taken vanilla.

That's a nice thing to say, vanilla, per Bacco.

Never mind, darling, you know it isn't true. I don't like vanilla.

Dottore, non tocchi niente!

The pooch, have you met Toto?

Yes, why?

Nothing. I expect from now on you two will be seeing a lot of each other.

Farnham.

I'm sorry, didn't know there'd be a groom.

Next time I flutter in I'll be scattering rosebuds.

- Sure there's nothing I can do? - You can take Johnny away.

Oh, yes, and get him just a little bit drunk. I think it'll do him good.

I've had jobs I liked better. Have a cigarette.

American.

Thanks.

Shame. Such a nice guy too.

Can you read Italian?

- Is this thing legal? - Sure it's legal. Look at the seal.

You're coming with me, kid. We're going to paint the town pink.

- Why pink? - Well...

pink is for little boys and blue is for little girls.

Personally, I prefer little girls.

That Farnham, he spoiled everything.

No he hasn't.

If you think it's true what he said,

I'll give you a divorce tomorrow.

I think he's crazy.

And I think you're beautiful.

And I wouldn't change places with anybody in the whole world.

Oh, if my career should come in the way of our love...

- It couldn't. - I'd give it up.

- You never will. - Return to dust in my hands.

I'd never let you.