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Ah! Finally! In my foolish terror, I was seeing a cop's mug on every face!
The font… the column…
“At the Madonna's feet” my sister wrote…
Here is the key… and here's the chapel!
…and always wash!
Every brush is dirty, worse than a poor priest's collar.
Mister painter…
What?!? No one there…
I'd have sworn that he'd returned, that Cavalier Cavaradossi.
No, I'm mistaken. The basket is untouched.
The Angel of the Lord declared unto Mary and She conceived of the Holy Spirit
Behold the handmaid of the Lord Be it done until me according to Thy Word
And the Word was made flesh and dwelt among us…
- What are you doing? - I'm reciting the Angelus.
- Holy cruets! Her picture! - Of whom?
Of the unknown lady who recently has come to pray here, devoutly and pious.
It's true. And her praying was so sincere that I painted her lovely face without her knowing it.
(Be gone, Satan!)
Give me the colors.
Hidden harmony of diverse beauties! That's Floria, my dark and ardent mistress…
(Joke with the soldiers, but leave the saints be!)
…and you, beautiful mystery wreathed in blonde hair…
- Your eyes are blue, Tosca's are black! - (Joke with the soldiers, but leave the saints be!)
Art mysteriously mingles various beauties together…
- …but in painting this woman I can only think of you! - These skirts competing with the Madonna reek of Hell…
Tosca, it's you!
(Joke with the soldiers, but leave the saints be!)
But with Voltaire's dogs, enemies of the holy government, one cannot raise one's voice! Leave the saints be…
They're unrepentant, one and all!
(Let us instead make the sign of the Cross.)
- Your Excellency, I'm going. - Do as you please.
- The basket's full… are you fasting? - I'm not hungry. - Oh! Sorry to hear that!
- Make sure you close up when you leave. - Go!
Someone's inside!