The Marriage of Figaro - RCM

Five... ten... twenty...thirty... thirty-six... forty-three...

Just look, my dear Figaro, look here at my headdress.

Yes, my dear, it's lovely, it seems made for you.

On the morning of our wedding...

...this is such a pretty headdress which Susanna made herself.

What are you measuring?

To see if the bed will fit.

In this room?

The Count is giving it to us.

- Then you're welcome to it -Why?

I have my reasons.

Are you my servant, or not?

But why don't you like it? It's the most convenient room in the palace.

Because I'm Susanna and you're crazy.

- Thanks a lot! But this room couldn't be better.

If Madame calls you in the night...

...in two paces you can be there.

And if the Master wants me...

...in three steps I'll go to him.

But what if one morning the dear Count calls...

...and he sends you miles away?

He'll come to my door, and in three steps...

Susanna, be quiet!

If you want to hear the rest, banish your suspicions.

I do want to hear the rest, my doubts and suspicions chill me.

His Lordship the Count is tired of chasing country girls.

He wants to try his luck nearer home, and it's not his wife he's lusting after.

Who is it, then?

Your little Susanna.

He hopes that putting us in here will further his plans.

That's how he looks after you and your bride.

Such generosity!

Every day at my music lesson Don Basilio sings the same tune.

And you thought my dowry was thanks to your handsome face?

I flattered myself that it was.

He intends to claim his feudal right.

But surely he abolished it?

He's changed his mind... for me.

Well, my fine Count, if it's amusement you want...

The Countess!

- Be brave, my dearest -Keep your wits about you.

Bravo, my lord and master! Now I begin to see what you're up to.

We go to London: you as minister, I as courier, and Susanna...

...as 'confidential advisor'.

It shall not be: Figaro says so.

If Master Count wants to dance, I'll play the guitar for him.

If he wants to come to my school, I'll teach him to skip.

I'll find out...

…but quietly...

...by deception I'll discover every secret.

By scheming, plotting, jesting, I'll ruin his plans.

If Master Count wants to dance, I'll play the guitar for him.

You've waited until his wedding day to tell me this?

Dear Doctor, It's never too late to break off an engagement.

I have this contract, and Figaro promised...

We must frighten Susanna into rejecting the Count's advances.

In revenge he'll support my case and Figaro will be my husband.

I'll do all I can: tell me everything.

I'd be glad to marry her off to the man who stole my Rosina.

Revenge is a pleasure reserved for the wise.

To leave an insult unavenged is base and despicable.

With cunning, with brains, with judgement and sense,

it could be possible.

It's a difficult case...

...but believe me, it shall be done.

If I have to search through every point of law...

...I'll find a way to entangle him.

All Seville knows Bartolo: that rascal Figaro shall be yours.

All is not yet lost, I still have hope.

But here's Susanna: I'll pretend not to see her.

So that's the pearl he's marrying!

She means me.

You couldn't expect anything better from Figaro: money talks.

What language! but we all know what it's worth.

Such modest eyes, so demure... what a charming bride!

At your service, radiant lady.

I wouldn't presume, sharp-witted lady.

Please, you go first.

No, after you.

I know my manners, I won't be rude.

The lady of honour!

The Count's sweetheart!

All Spain's beloved!

Your merits...

Your dress...

Your position... -Your age!

I could lose my temper.

Decrepit old witch!

Old pedant! Just because you've read a couple of books...

- My darling, what a disaster! -Your 'darling'? What's happened?

The Count found me alone with Barbarina and dismissed me.

If my lovely godmother the Countess doesn't save me,

I'll never see you again.

So it's not the Countess you pine for?

I respect her too much.

But you can see her whenever you want to.

You dress her in the morning and undress her at night...

If only I could be in your place! What have you got there?

Your lovely godmother's nightcap and a ribbon.

I won't give it back as long as I live.

- I'll give you my canzonetta in exchange.

What am I supposed to do with it?

Read it to Madame, to yourself, to Barbarina, to Marcellina...

Read it to every woman in the palace.

Poor Cherubino, are you mad?

I don't know what I am, I'm on fire, I'm freezing.

Every woman makes me blush and tremble.

Just the mention of love fills me with a desire I can't explain.

Awake or asleep, I talk of love...

...to streams, flowers, fountains, to echoes, to the winds...

...which carry away the sound of my useless words.

And if there's no one to hear me...

...I talk of love to myself.

Susanna, you seem agitated.

If someone found you here...

I'll go in a moment. Listen.

I won't listen to anything.

You know that the King has appointed me ambassador to London.

I'm taking Figaro with me.

My Lord, if I might...

Ask anything of me, it's your right.

I don't want any right, I'm so unhappy.

I'll make you happy.

You know how much I love you, Basilio has told you.

Meet me in the garden at dusk: I will pay you.

Go, don't let anyone in.

And leave you here alone?

Try to make him go away.

Susanna, may Heaven protect you! Have you seen the Count?

What would the Count want with me? Go away.

Figaro is looking for him.

But the Count hates him, almost as much as you do.

If he loves the wife, does that mean he hates the husband?

The Count loves you...

Get out, you vile go-between! I don't need you, the Count, or his love.

There's no harm in it. Each to his own taste...

Surely you'd prefer a nobleman for a lover, rather than a pageboy?

Cherubino!

The little cherub who was prowling around here this morning.

That's a lie!

I have eyes in my head.

And that canzonetta: tell me, is it for you, for Madame...?

You must tell Cherubino not to stare at the Countess.

If the Count were to notice, he'd be furious.

Why do you spread such lies?

How unjust! I only repeat what everyone is saying.

And what is everyone saying?

Go at once and throw the seducer out!

I arrived at a bad moment, Forgive me, my Lord

Alas, I'm ruined.

She's fainting: how her heart is beating!

Where am I?... How dare you!

Don't worry, you're safe in our hands.

What I said about the page was only my suspicion.

It's a wicked lie, don't listen to him.

The young dandy must go.

Poor boy!

But I caught him at it again.

What? How?

Yesterday I found Barbarina's door locked she let me in nervously.

I searched everywhere: lifting the tablecloth...

...I saw the page.

Most honourable lady! Now I see what's going on.

That's what all women do.

What I said about the page was only my suspicion.

I want Figaro to see this.

And I want him to hear.

Wait... What's his excuse?

He's innocent.

But when did he come here?

He was here when you arrived, asking for help from the Countess:

then he hid in there.

But I sat there myself,

Then I hid behind it

And when I hid behind it myself?

I hid inside.

Then he heard what I said to you.

I tried not to.

Stay here, you little snake!

Happy young people, scatter flowers before our noble lord.

His generosity keeps a pure flower intact.

What's this farce?

My lord, now that you have abolished the hated feudal right...

I have. What do you want?

Today at our wedding we harvest the first fruits of your wisdom.

Now adorn the bride with this veil, symbol of chastity.

My friends, I thank you.

I have abolished a right which was unjust: that was my natural duty.

I promise to perform the ceremony...

...soon

First I want everything prepared with the greatest splendour.

- Why aren't you cheering? -The Count is sending him away.

On our wedding day!

Forgive me, my Lord.

You don't deserve it

He's still a child.

Less so than you think

It's true I did wrong, but I won't breathe a word...

All right, I forgive you: even better...

I'll make you an officer in my regiment Leave immediately.