Five... ten... twenty... thirty... thirty-six... forty-three...
How happy I am now, you'd think it had been made for me.
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.
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.
(We'll see how well he serves me)
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...?
(How did he know about that?)
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.
(What cunning!)
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.
(Find Marcellina!)
- 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.
Tomorrow, at least?
I obey you, my Lord
Embrace Susanna for the last time. (They weren't expecting this.)
Captain, give me your hand. (I must speak to you before you go.)
Goodbye, little Cherubino! In a moment your destiny has changed.
Amorous butterfly, no more will you flutter around...
...disturbing the ladies night and day, you little Narcissus of love.
No more fine plumes, long hair, airs and graces, rosy cheeks.
Swearing like a trooper with moustache and knapsack...
...musket and sabre, stand up straight, look lively!
Plenty of honour, not much cash.
Marching in the mud through mountains and valleys...
...to the music of guns and cannons, making your ears sing in every key
Amorous butterfly, no more will you flutter around...
...disturbing the ladies night and day, you little Narcissus of love.
Cherubino, off to victory, to glory in battle!
O Love, grant some relief to my sorrow and my sighing.
Give me back my beloved, or at least let me die.
- Tell me the rest of the story - That's all.
So he tried to seduce you?
No, it was a financial proposition.
He no longer loves me.
Then why is he jealous?
He's a modern husband, unfaithful out of habit, jealous out of vanity.
But if Figaro loves you...
Madame is anxious.
It's nothing to worry about.
His Lordship likes my bride, so he wants to revive the feudal right.
It's only natural...
...and if Susanna is willing, it's very possible.
So he's taking me to London with Susanna as 'confidential advisor'.
Since she refuses to oblige him, he'll support Marcellina's case
And you're treating it as a joke?
Aren't you glad I can joke about it?
Here's my plan:
I've sent a letter via Basilio telling him you're meeting a lover.
But he's so jealous!
So much the better
We'll embarrass him, confuse him, ensnare him, and spoil his plans.
Meanwhile, with Madame on our side, he won't be able to stop our wedding.
But Marcellina can.
You must tell the Count you'll meet him in the garden.
Cherubino will go instead of you, dressed up as a woman.
The Count will be caught in the act and he'll have to do what we want.
What do you think?
Not bad... do we have time?
The Count has gone hunting and won't be back for hours.
I'll send Cherubino to you to dress him up, and then...
If Master Count wants to dance, I'll play the guitar for him.
I'm sorry the page overheard what the Count said to you.
You have no idea...
But why didn't Cherubino come to me himself?
Where is the canzonetta?
Here: let's make him sing it.
Forward march, Mr Officer!
Don't call me that! I must leave my godmother, who is so kind...
And so beautiful.
Ah yes, indeed.
Hypocrite! Now sing her the canzonetta you gave me.
Who wrote it?
Look, he's blushing.
Take my guitar.
I'm nervous, but if Madame wishes...
She does. Get on with it!
You ladies who know what love is, see if I have it in my heart.
I'll tell you what I feel: it's new, I don't understand it.
I'm filled with a desire that's pleasure one moment, torment the next.
I freeze, I catch fire, then I turn to ice again.
I seek something outside myself, I don't know who or what.
I sigh without meaning to, I tremble without knowing it.
I find no peace by night or day, yet I enjoy suffering like this.
You ladies who know what love is, see if I have it in my heart.
What a lovely voice! I didn't know you sang so well.
Oh yes, everything he does he does well.
Now, handsome soldier: Figaro has told you the plan?
We're the same height Take off your coat.
What if someone comes in?
Why not? But I'll lock the door.
What shall we do with his hair?
Fetch one of my bonnets.
- What is that paper? - My commission,
They've forgotten to seal it.
We'll be in trouble if the Count comes now!
Come here, kneel down.
Stay there and keep still.
Softly, softly, turn around... that's right.
Turn your face to me, look straight ahead.
Madame is not here.
The collar higher...
your eyes lower...
Your hands beneath your chest... now let's see how you walk.
Look at the handsome little rascal! What roguish glances, what charm!
If women love him, they have good reason.
I could almost be jealous myself Why are you so pretty?
Enough of these childish games Roll up his sleeves
What's this ribbon?
He stole it from me.
And this blood?
I grazed myself and bound it with the ribbon.
It's not serious Look, his arm is as white as a girl's!
Are you still playing silly games? Fetch some sticking-plaster.
I'd be sorry to lose this ribbon.
Go and get another ribbon.
This one would cure me...
because it has touched someone who...
...is a stranger?
I've never heard that superstition.
Madame is joking, and I have to go away.
Poor boy... now he's crying.
I wish I were dying, then I might dare to kiss you.
What is this madness?
My husband! You here, undressed...
He's received the letter...
- Who are you talking to? - You, of course.
May Heaven protect me!
You don't usually lock your door.
I was trying on...
...some dresses with Susanna: she has gone to her room
Look at this.
The letter Figaro sent him!
What's that noise?
I didn't hear anything.
You must have something on your mind.
- Someone's in there - Who?
I'm asking you, I've only just arrived.
- Ah yes, it's Susanna - You said she went to her room.
I didn't notice where she went.
Then why are you so disturbed?
Because of my maid?
You're the one who is disturbed by her.
Very well, we'll see.
Susanna, come out, I demand it!
She can't come out.
What's stopping her?
Modesty forbids it, she's trying on a wedding dress.
- It must be a lover in there. - It's an ugly situation.
I see what's going on.
Speak, Susanna, if you're in there.
No, I order you, be silent.
- My wife, take care. - There'll be a disaster, a scandal.
My husband, take care, we must avoid a scandal.
So you won't unlock it?
Then we'll open it without a key.
Would you compromise a lady's honour?
You're right, we must avoid gossip: I'll fetch some tools myself. Wait here.
I'll lock the doors to make sure.
Please come with me, Madame...
Susanna will stay in there until we return.
It's Susanna, open up!
What a disaster!
The doors are locked, what can we do?
What's outside? The garden.
Stop, Cherubino, for pity's sake.
- He'll kill me if he finds me - It's too high to jump.
I embrace you for her Goodbye!
Look at the little devil running! He's a mile away already.
Let the bully come, I'll be waiting for him.
Everything is as I left it. Will you open it, or must I?
Wait... do you believe I could fail in my duty?
Never mind about that, I'm going to see who's in there.
- So you shall... but listen calmly - So it isn't Susanna?
You needn't be suspicious, we were preparing an innocent prank.
Who is it then? I'll kill him.
It's a young boy,
Cherubino.
I find him everywhere!
Hasn't he left yet?
So this is the plot the letter warned me about.
Come out at once, ill-born brat!
Your anger makes me afraid for him.
Despite all your suspicions and the state he is in...
Collar undone, chest bare...
Dressed in women's clothes...
Now I see! I demand vengeance.
Your doubts insult me.
- Give me the key! - He is innocent.
Get out of my sight, unfaithful woman! You have tried to disgrace me.
- I'll go... but... - I'm not listening.
- I am not guilty - I see it in your face.
He must die, then he'll no longer make me suffer.
His blind jealousy will make him do something rash.
Why this amazement?
Take your sword and kill the page: here he is.
- Are you alone? - See for yourself.
Don't worry, he got away.
How stupid, I can't believe it. Forgive me, what a cruel joke.
You deserve no mercy.
I love you.
You called me unfaithful.
Susanna, help me calm her anger.
This is the punishment for your suspicions.
So this is my reward for fidelity and love?
I am no longer your Rosina.
You abandon me and drive me to despair.
I'm defeated and repentant You punish me too much, have pity.
- But the page locked inside? - Only to test you.
- But your fear and trembling? - Only to tease you.
- But the anonymous letter? - Figaro sent it via Basilio.
He who will not pardon others deserves no pardon himself.
Then let's make peace: Rosina will forgive me.
I'm so soft-hearted Who'll take a woman's anger seriously?
Men lead us a merry dance but it always ends like this.
Look at me... I was wrong and I'm sorry.
From this moment we'll try to know each other better.
The musicians are here already Let's hurry to our wedding.
Not so fast! Explain something for me,
Do you know who wrote this letter?
No, I don't.
Didn't you give it to Basilio to deliver?
You know about sending Cherubino to the rendezvous?
Your face gives you away.
Then my face is lying.
It's no use pretending, we've given away the secret.
- So you admit it? - I do not.
Shut up, idiot, the joke's over.
So let's end the comedy with a wedding ceremony.
- Please, my Lord, don't oppose it - (Where's Marcellina?)
- What an outrage! - What's happened? Speak up!
I'm used to seeing things thrown down from the balcony...
...but I've just seen a man thrown down.
Why has this drunkard come here?
- This man, which way did he go? - He ran away.
- It was the page. - I know, I saw him.
You've been drunk since daybreak.
So a man jumped from the balcony into the garden?
It's the wine talking.
- Did you see his face? - No, I didn't.
What a fuss over tuppence-worth of flowers!
I cannot tell a lie: I was the one who jumped.
But you look bigger now.
That's what happens when you jump.
It looked like Cherubino.
Yes, of course, riding back from Seville on horseback.
No, I didn't see a horse jump down.
- Why did you jump? - I was scared.
I was in there waiting for Susanna,
I heard you shouting and I thought of that letter.
So I jumped down in fear and sprained my ankle.
Then these papers must be yours.
Now I'm in a trap.
- What is this document? - I have so many.
- A list of your debts? - No, a list of tavern-keepers.
Leave him alone, go away!
If I catch you again...
I'm not afraid of you.
It's the page's commission.
It's Cherubino's commission, he gave it to me just now.
- Why did he give it to you? - It lacked...
The seal.
It's customary to seal it.
This rascal drives me mad.
- Sir, you must listen to us - They've come to avenge me.
What do these three fools want?
Let each one speak.
This man has made a contract to marry me.
Silence! I shall judge.
I am the advocate for her defence.
I testify that she lent him money on the promise of marriage.
We shall see. Let's read the contract.
- I'm confused, I'm bewildered - They're baffled and outwitted
The Devil himself must have brought them here.
What a mess! An anonymous letter...
The maid locked in the closet, the mistress flustered...
A man who jumps from the balcony, another who says he did...
I don't know what to think. Perhaps one of my servants...
But the Countess...? To doubt her would be an insult.
And my honour... where the devil has that gone?
Tell him you'll meet him in the garden.
I've sent Basilio to find out whether Cherubino reached Seville.
Don't tell Figaro, I'll go instead of you.
- I daren't. - My happiness is in your hands.
If Susanna has betrayed my secret, I'll make Figaro marry Marcellina.
- My Lord, you seem angry. - What do you want?
Your wife has the vapours and asks for the smelling-salts.
- Keep it for yourself. - A servant doesn't get the vapours.
Not even when she loses her bridegroom on her wedding day?
We can pay off Marcellina with the dowry you promised me.
- I promised? - I thought you did.
I would have given it to you if you had done what I wished.
His Excellency's wish is my command.
Cruel one, why have you made me suffer?
A woman says 'yes' in her own time.
- So you'll come to the garden? - If that's what you want.
- You won't let me down? - I won't let you down.
- My heart is full of joy - (Lovers, forgive me if I lie).
Why were you so cold to me this morning?
- The page was listening. - And to Basilio?
We don't need a go-between.
So you promise... but the Countess is waiting for the smelling-salts.
That was just a pretext.
- She's mine! - (That's what you think!)
Without a lawyer you've already won the case.
'You've already won the case'! What trap have I fallen into?
Traitors, I'll punish you... I'll choose your sentence.
What if he pays off Marcellina? But how could he pay her?
Then there's Antonio, who won't let his niece marry this upstart Figaro.
I'll work on Antonio's vanity.
All's fair in love and war.
The die is cast.
Must I see my servant happy while I sigh?
Must he enjoy a pleasure that I long for in vain?
Shall I see an unworthy man married to the girl I desire?
No, I won't leave you in peace: you were not born to torment me...
...or to laugh at my unhappiness.
Only the hope of revenge fills me with rejoicing.
At my house you'll find the prettiest girls in the castle.
I hope the Count doesn't catch me: he thinks I've gone to Seville.
If he does catch you that'll be nothing new.
We'll dress you up as one of us and give flowers to Madame.
Cherubino, trust your Barbarina.
Susanna's not here... I wonder how the Count greeted her proposition.
It seems a rash plan: my husband is so jealous.
But where's the harm in changing clothes with Susanna?
How I am humiliated by a cruel husband!
Unfaithful, jealous and resentful...
...first he loved me, then abused me and finally betrayed me.
Now he forces me to seek help from one of my servants.
Where are the wonderful moments of sweetness and pleasure?
What became of the vows of those lying lips?
Now that everything has changed to tears and pain...
...why can't I forget the memory of such joy?
Perhaps my loving constancy can change his ungrateful heart.
The lawsuit is settled Either pay her or marry her.
At last I shall marry the man I adore.
The judgement is fair: pay up or marry Thank you, Don Curzio.
A magnificent judgement! We are all avenged.
- I shan't marry her - She lent you two thousand crowns.
I am a gentleman,
I can't marry without my parents' consent.
- Where are they, who are they? - I'm still looking for them.
- Were you a foundling? - No, I was lost, or rather stolen.
- The proof? - The evidence?
The gold and jewels found with me were proof of my breeding.
And this strange mark...
- A spatula imprinted on your right arm? - Who told you that?
- Heavens, it is he! - That's right, it's me.
- Who? - Rafaello.
- You were stolen by thieves? - Near a castle.
That is your mother.
That is your father.
Beloved son, let your mother embrace you.
Father, do the same, spare my blushes.
My conscience cannot refuse you.
The wedding can't proceed.
Here's the money to set Figaro free.
Already married? What infidelity!
Listen, my darling...
Be calm, dear daughter.
Embrace his mother, who is your mother too.
And this is my father, who will tell you so himself.
- What torment! - What bliss!
Behold the fruit of our love!
That's ancient history. He is our son, we must get married.
Today! We'll have a double wedding. Take this debt as your dowry.
- Take this too. - I'll take whatever you throw at me.
We must tell Madame and my uncle Who can be as happy as I am?
The Count can burst with rage for all I care.
Cherubino's still in the castle, here's his hat to prove it.
He's supposed to be in Seville.
In that case Seville is at my house.
He has dressed up as a girl and left his other clothes there.
- Traitors! - Come and see for yourself.
- What did the Count say about it? - He was furious.
Where will you meet him?
- In the garden. - Where exactly? Write to him.
I'll take responsibility. A little song to the air...
'What a gentle breeze...'
'...will be blowing tonight...'
'...beneath the pines in the grove'.
The rest he'll understand.
- How shall we seal it? - With a pin.
Write on the back 'Return the seal'.
It's even stranger than the seal on the commission.
Dear mistress, accept these flowers picked for you this morning.
We are poor peasant girls but we gladly give you what we can.
These village girls beg your pardon for their boldness.
- Who is that charming shy girl? - A cousin of mine, here for the wedding.
Come here, lovely stranger, give me your flowers.
Susanna, doesn't she remind you of someone?
There's your officer!
- Well, Madame? - I'm as surprised as you are.
- But this morning... - We were dressing him up like this.
Why haven't you gone? I must punish your disobedience.
You've said to me so often when you kissed me...
'Barbarina, if you love me, I'll give you whatever you want'.
Give me Cherubino as a husband and I'll love you as I love my kitten.
Well done, daughter, you've learnt your lessons well.
What man, what demon, what god is turning everything against me?
My lord, don't keep all these girls from the dancing.
- Dancing, with your sprained ankle? - It's much better.
Wasn't it lucky the flowerpots were made of clay?
Meanwhile the page was galloping to Seville?
Galloping or trotting: bon voyage.
- Leaving his commission with you? - Yes. What a lot of questions!
Here's someone who claims that Figaro is a liar.
He says he was the one who jumped on to the carnations.
If I jumped, perhaps he did too.
Why not? I never argue about things I don't know.
There's the march, take your places.
Here are the two couples, we must receive them.
(I'll plan my revenge).
Faithful lovers, upholders of honour, salute a wise lord.
By giving up his feudal right he keeps you pure for your beloved.
Let the marriage be celebrated with the richest ceremony...
... with songs and fireworks, a banquet and a grand ball.
Everyone shall see how I treat those who are dear to me.
I have lost it Who knows where it might be?
And my cousin and the master... what will they say?
- Barbarina, what's the matter? - I've lost it...
The pin which the Count gave me to take back to Susanna.
You're so young, but you know all the tricks...
- Are you angry with me? - I'm only joking.
This is the pin he gave you for Susanna: it sealed a letter.
- Why ask, if you already know? - I wanted to hear how he told you.
'Take this pin to Susanna, tell her it's the seal of the pines'.
'And don't let anyone see you'.
But you won't say anything, it's nothing to do with you.
Goodbye, I must find Susanna and then Cherubino.
Keep calm: you don't know who the joke is meant for.
- It was the same pin - That doesn't prove anything.
I'll be on my guard, I know where their assignation is.
- Where are you going? - To avenge all husbands.
I must warn Susanna:
I think she's innocent...
but even if she isn't...
Every woman must defend her own sex against ungrateful men.
The pavilion on the left, he said... What if he doesn't come?
- Who's there? - You asked us to come.
You look like a conspirator What the devil's going on?
Here we celebrate the union of my virtuous wife and our feudal lord.
They've arranged this without me.
Stay here, I'll be back soon When I whistle, come running.
Everything's ready, the hour is at hand.
I hear someone... it's her! No, nobody there.
The night is dark... Now I begin to ply the foolish trade of husband.
At the very moment of our wedding he was gloating over her letter.
Seeing him, I laughed at myself without knowing it.
Susanna, how you have made me suffer!
That artless face, those innocent eyes...who would have thought it?
To trust women is always folly.
Open your eyes, stupid men, and see what women are like.
We call them goddesses and make offerings to them in our foolishness.
They are witches who cast spells, sirens that sing to make us drown.
Little owls that entice us, comets that dazzle us.
Thorny roses, pretty vixens, friendly she-bears, evil doves.
They cheat and lie, they feel no love or pity.
The rest I won't say, every man knows it already.
Marcellina says that Figaro is coming here.
He's here already: keep your voice down.
One man is listening, the other is looking for me: let's begin.
I'll hide in here.
Madame, you're trembling: are you cold?
It's damp, I'm going indoors.
Now for the moment of truth.
I'll stay under these trees to take the fresh air.
Figaro's watching: we'll pay him back for his doubts.
Now at last I shall be in the arms of my beloved.
Anxieties, flee away! Don't spoil my pleasure.
Here the earth and the sky seem to burn with the fire of love.
The night favours my secret plans.
Do not delay, sweet joy, come where love invites you to pleasure.
The moon has not yet risen, in the dusk the world is silent.
Here the brook murmurs, the gentle breeze revives the heart.
The flowers blossom, the grass is cool.
Here everything beckons to the pleasures of love.
Come, my beloved, and in this hidden grove...
...I will crown your brow with roses.
So this how you have lied to me! Am I dreaming?
- The page! - I'll hide in there with Barbarina.
I see a woman.
I recognise the headdress, it looks like Susanna.
Alas, if the Count should come now!
I'll creep up to her, there's no time to lose.
If the Count arrives there'll be a disaster.
She doesn't reply... I'll tease her.
- Reckless boy! Go away - Flirt! I know why you're here.
- There's my Susanna - Here's the bird-catcher.
- Go away, or I'll call for help - Give me a kiss.
Why can't I do what the Count is always doing?
You know I was behind the chair.
If he keeps on pestering he'll ruin everything.
That serves Figaro right for his curiosity.
At last he's gone: come closer, my darling.
As you desire, I am here, my lord What an obliging wife!
Give me your hand.
What dainty fingers, what delicate skin! I'm on fire.
Blind infatuation deceives his senses.
As well as your dowry, let your lover give you this jewel.
Susanna accepts everything from her benefactor.
It's all going wonderfully, but the best is yet to come.
- My Lord, I see torches - Let's hide in here.
Foolish husbands, look at this!
In the dark?
I don't intend to read.
- She's gone with him - Now they're in the trap.
- Who goes there? - Someone!
- It's Figaro! I'll hide - I'll join you shortly.
Everything is calm.
The lovely Venus has gone inside with her handsome Mars.
Like a modern Vulcan I'll catch them in a net.
The Countess!
The Count's in there with my wife, let me show you.
I shan't leave this place until I am avenged.
Avenged? How?
- (I want to catch him out) - (She's trying to catch me out)
- If Madame desires... - Hurry up then.
Behold me at your feet, I'm on fire for you.
Think of how you were betrayed.
- (He's making me furious) - (She's making me excited)
- But you feel no love? - Only anger.
Let's not waste time, just give me your hand.
Such welcome blows! How dare you play the seducer!
Peace, my darling! I recognised the voice I love.
I can't find Susanna anywhere.
He hasn't recognised the Countess.
Let's play out the comedy for his benefit.
My wife! I'm unarmed.
Do what you will with me.
Come, my love, let pleasure assuage our longing.
- Hey there! Bring weapons! - What's happened?
The villain has betrayed me, and you shall see with whom.
I'm astonished, I can't believe it.
Come out, Madame! Be rewarded for your virtue.
- The page! - My daughter!
- My mother! - Madame!
All is revealed, here's the unfaithful woman.
- Forgive me! - No, do not hope for pardon.
At least let me ask you to forgive them.
Countess, forgive me.
I am more generous and I answer 'yes'.
And so we shall all be content.
To this day of madness only love can bring a happy ending.
Let's dance and rejoice! Light the fireworks!
Let's all hurry to the celebrations.
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