La Bohème (1988) - full transcript
This Crossing of the Red Sea
freezes me
As if the waves
were pouring over me
I'll drown a Pharaon in revenge!
What are you doing?
I'm looking at the grey sky
and the smoke rising
From the chimneys of Paris
And thinking of that traitorous,
lazy,
Old stove of ours
Living a life of leisure
Like some fine lord
It hasn't received it's income
for some time now
What are our foolish forests
doing under the snow?
Rodolfo, I must tell you
a profond thought I've had:
-I'm frozen stiff!
-Personally, I've forgotten
What it means to sweat!
My fingers are as frozen
As if I were still holding
That enormous block of ice
which is Musetta's heart
Love is a fire
which consumes a lot of fuel
...and doesn't last!
-Man is the kindling
-...and woman is the grate
He burns up in a moment
...while she stands watching!
We're freezing here!
And dying of hunger!
We need a fire
Wait... let's sacrifice the chair!
Eureka!
You've a better idea?
Yes
Talent will triumph
Let art burst into flame
Burn The Red Sea?
No, painted canvas stinks
My play...
My firey words will warm us
You're not going to read it, I hope!
May the paper turn to ashes
And genius rise to the skies
A great loss threatens our century...
Rome is in danger!
Take the first act
Rip it up
Light it
What a merry blaze!
The Apocalypse is upon us
On Christmas Eve,
no pawning is allowed!
-My play's being given...
-...to the fire!
I find it sparkling
And lively
But too short
Brevity is a great merit!
Author, give me the chair
These intervals are quite deadly
Hurry
-Act Two
-Don't tell a soul
-What deep thoughts!
-The tone's just right!
In that languorous azure flame
An ardent love scene
is fading away!
A page crackles
Yes... the kisses!
Three acts at the same time!
An audacious and inspired summary!
A fine death in joyous flames!
Heavens... the flame is dying!
What a worthless, futile play!
Already it crackles, shrivels
And dies!
Down with him!
Down with the author!
-Wood!
-Cigars!
Bordeaux!
Fate provides us
with a feast of plenty!
The Bank of France
has gone broke for you!
-Pick them up!
-They're tin coins!
Are you deaf or blind?
Who is this?
My king! I bow down before him
All this money at our feet!
You must be told:
this gold, or rather, silver
Has a strange past
-The stove!
-It's shaking with cold!
Well, this Englishman
A lord, or a mylord,
wanted a musician
-Lay the table!
-I introduce myself
He hires me.
I ask him:
When do lessons begin?
I introduce myself.
He hires me. I ask:
When do lessons begin?
He replies : "Let's start
"Look!"
He shows me a parrot
And says : "Play until he dies!"
I played for three days...
And, using the charms
of my handsome figure,
enchanted the maid
-Where's the tablecloth?
-I have an idea!
-The Constitutional!
A double treat:
we'll eat and devour the news!
I gave him parsley!
Polly spread his wings
Polly spread them
Polly opened his beak
A few sprigs of parsley
And like Socrates, he died!
Who?
May the devil take you all!
What? You're eating?
No!
These provisions are our supplies
For the days to come
Which may well be dark and glum
Dine at home
On Christmas Eve
When the Latin Quarter
has decked its streets
With sausages
And treats?
When the aroma of fritters
Is wafting
through the ancient alleyways?
There the girls
are happily singing...
...And each has a student
echoing her!
Let's abide by custom, gentlemen
We drink at home
But we dine out!
May I come in?
Benoît
The landlord!
No one's home!
-It's locked!
-Just one word
Just one!
Rent!
Here! Give him a seat!
Hurry!
-Don't bother. I'd like...
-Take a seat
-Would you like a drink?
-A toast!
Drink!
Here's the last quarter...
I'm delighted
- Therefore...
- A drop more
-Thank you
-A toast!
Your good health!
I've come to you
Because last quarter
You promised me...
I promised and I'll keep my word
-What are you doing?
- You're crazy!
Look... here's the money
So stay a while
In our company
Tell me
How old are you
Dear monsieur Benoît?
How old? For pity's sake!
Our age, more or less
More, much more
He said "more or less"
The other evening, at Mabille's
You were seen
-Committing a sin
-Me?
At Mabille's, the other evening
You were seen
Dare deny it!
Purely by chance
-A beautiful woman?
-Oh, very!
You rogue!
Philanderer!
What a hearty fellow!
Just like an oak!
The chap's got taste
His curly, tawny locks...
You rake!
He strutted about
Dashing and majestic
I'm old but still strong
He strutted about
Dashing and majestic
Feminine virtue gave way before him
I was a shy youth
But I'm catching up now
It's pleasant
A lively, young girl
A bit...
No, not a whale
Nor a globe
Nor a round face
Like a full moon
But thin
Really thin
Not on your life!
Thin women are worrisome!
And often, quite troublesome!
There's always complaining
For example, take...
My wife!
This man is married
Yet lust burns in his heart
He corrupts and pollutes
Our decent home
-Burn some incense!
-Throw out the rake!
Our outraged morals expel you
-Gentlemen...
-Silence! Get out!
Get out, sir!
Good evening to you
Your Lordship
I've payed the quarter!
In the Latin Quarter
The café Momus awaits us
-Down with avarice!
-Let's share the booty!
-Let's share it
-Let's share it
There, you will see beauties
Come down from heaven
Now you're rich,
take care of your looks
Trim your fur, you old bear
I'm going to see for the first time
a barber
I'll suffer the monstruous outrage
of a razor
-Let's go
-Let's go
-Let's go
-Let's go
I'm staying
To finish the leader for The Beaver
Hurry up
Five minutes
I know my job
We'll wait at the porter's lodge
If you dawdle, you'll hear us
Five minutes
Cut that Beaver's tail short
Mind the steps
Hold onto the banister
Careful!
-It's pitch-dark
-Damn that porter!
Blast!
Colline, are you dead?
Not yet
Hurry up
I'm not in the mood
Who's there?
Excuse me...
A woman!
I'm sorry...
My lamp has gone out
Here...
Would you...
-Come in for a moment
-Don't trouble yourself
Please, come in
Something's wrong?
No, it's nothing
Do you feel faint?
I'm out of breath
Those stairs...
What shall I do now?
How ill she looks
Do you feel better?
Yes
It's so cold in here
Sit down by the fire
Wait...
A drop of wine?
Just a little
-Like this?
-Thank you
She's so beautiful
Now, let me light my lamp
I feel better
Are you in a hurry?
Yes
Thank you
Good evening
Good evening
How foolish I am!
The key to my room
Where can I have left it?
Don't stay on the threshold
The wind will blow your lamp out
Heavens!
Will you relight it, please?
Heavens!
Mine has gone out too
Where can my key be?
It's pitch-dark
-Scatterbrain!
-Where can it be?
You've a troublesome neighbour
Not at all
You've a troublesome neighbour
What do you mean?
Of course not!
-Look for it
-I'm looking
Where can it be?
Have you found it?
No
-I thought...
-I can't find it
Are you looking?
I'm looking
How cold your little hand is!
Let me warm it for you
What's the use of looking?
We'll never find it in the dark
But luckily
There's a full moon tonight
And up here
The moon's our neighbour
Wait, mademoiselle
Just let me tell you
Who I am
Who I am
And what I do
How I live
May I tell you?
Who am I?
Who am I?
I'm a poet
What do I do?
I write
How do I live?
I live!
I'm poor and happy
And I'm lavish like a lord
With my poems and songs of love
With my dreams and fancies
And my castles in the air
I've the soul of a millionaire!
But sometimes I am robbed
Of all these jewels which I prize
The thieves?
A woman's eyes
Just like the pair
which came in with you
And swept aside my fine dreams
And familiar fancies
Once and for all!
But this theft doesn't upset me
For the empty space has been filled
With wild hopes!
Now that you know me
It's your turn to speak
Tell me
Who are you?
Would you like to tell me?
Yes
They call me Mimi
But my real name is Lucia
My story is a short one
I embroider linen and silk
At home or outside
I'm tranquil and happy
And my pastime
Is making lilies and roses
I love all things
Whose gentle magic
Can talk to us about love
Or of spring
Of dreams and of fancies
Those things
Which are called poetry
Do you understand?
Yes
They call me Mimi
Why?
I don't know
I live by myself
And I eat alone
I don't always go to mass
But I often pray to the Lord
I live alone, all alone
In this little white room
Which looks out over roofs
And the sky
But when the thaw comes
The first ray of sun is for me
April's first kiss
Is for me
The first ray of sun
Is for me
A rose blossoms in a vase
And I watch it petal by petal
It's so sweet
The perfume of a flower
But the flowers which I make
Alas
The flowers which I make
Alas, have no smell
I don't know what else
to tell you about myself
I'm your neighbour
Who has come to disturb you
At this late hour
-Hey! Rodolfo!
-Rodolfo!
Hey! Can't you hear?
-You slug! Idler!
-False poet!
I've three more lines to write
Who are they?
-Friends
-Beware
What are you doing there alone?
I'm not alone
There are two of us
Go along to the café Momus
We'll be there soon
Momus ! Momus ! Momus !
Off we go on tip-toe
He has found poetry
Oh, sweet maid
Oh, sweet face
Bathed in the white light of the moon
In you I find
The dream which I'd like
to dream forever
-Oh, Love, you alone rule
-Already trembling in my spirit
Are the tenderest of delights
Love, you alone rule
Already trembling in my spirit
-The tenderest of delights
-Ah, how sweetly
-His words enter my heart
-The tenderest of delights
-Love, you alone rule!
-Love trembles in this kiss!
No, for pity's sake!
You're mine!
Your friends are waiting for you
Are you sending me away already?
I'd like to ask...
But I dare not
Go on
What if I came with you?
It would be so nice to stay here
It's cold outside
I'll stay by your side
And when we come back?
Who knows!
Give me your arm, my dear
Your wish is my command, my Lord
Tell me that you love me
I love you
My love!
My love!
My love!
Oranges! Dates!
Hot chestnuts!
Trouts! Nougats!
What a crowd! What a din!
Hold on tight
Let's run together!
Look out, let us through!
Coconut milk!
Carrots! Whipped cream!
Coats! Flowers!
This D is flat!
This D is flat!
How much for the pipe and horn?
It's a little worn
-Let's go
-Shall we buy the bonnet?
Hold tight to my arm
I'll hold you tight
Let's go...
I feel like shouting
Which of you happy girls
wants a little love?
Let's play a game
You buy and I sell
I'll give you my pure heart
for a penny
We're pushed around
What madness
The crowd is never satisfied
The only copy, look:
a Runic grammar book!
Lucky man!
Our friends are waiting
Does this pink headband suit me?
You're dark
And the colour suits you perfectly
That lovely coral necklace!
I've an uncle who's a millionaire
If the Lord calls for him
I'll buy you an even lovelier one
Whom are you looking at?
Are you jealous?
Suspicion is the companion
of the happy man
When I feel like a good feed
Plenty of room is what I need
I'm so happy
And you?
Yes, very!
And quickly!
Come buy Parpignol's toys!
We're five!
Here we are
This is Mimi
A pretty flower-girl
Her presence completes
Our merry band
For...
If I am the poet
She is poetry
Just as, from my mind,
songs burst into life
Flowers burst from her fingers
And from our joyful hearts
Love bursts forth!
Love bursts forth!
What sublime thoughts!
Digna est intrari
Ingrediat si necessit
I'll only grant one "accessit"
Come buy Parpignol's toys!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
With his basket of marvels!
Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
I want the trumpet!
The horse!
The cannon! The whip!
-Roast venison
-A turkey
-A good Rhine wine
-Shelled lobster
I want the trumpet, the horse
What do you want, Mimi?
Cream pudding
Make it exceptional!
It's for a lady
Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
The drum!
The tambourine !
A troop of soldiers!
What rare gift, mademoiselle,
has your Rodolfo given to you?
An embroidered headband of pink lace
Which goes so well with my dark hair
I've wanted one like this
for a long time now
He was able to read
What was hidden in my heart
Anyone who can read a heart's secrets
Knows what love is
and he was able to read them
He's a real professor
He has diplomas
And his verses
aren't those of a beginner
It's for that reason
that what he says seems true
Oh, sweet age of illusions
and utopias!
We believe, we hope
and all seems wonderful
The most divine poetry
Is that, my friend,
which teaches us to love
Love is sweeter than honey
Sweeter than honey
According to the palate
Honey or gall
-Heavens, I've upset him!
-He's bitter, my dear Mimi
Let's drink a toast!
Champagne!
Cast worry aside!
Let's raise our glasses!
Drink!
Come on, Lulu
Let me swallow poison!
It's Musetta!
Like a porter,
running back and forth
Enough is enough!
- Come on, Lulu
- No, no more
What? Near the door?
Sit, Lulu
Save the nicknames
for when we're alone
Don't act like Bluebeard
-He's vice dressed up
-With Chastity herself
-She's well dressed
-Angels are always naked
Do you know her?
You should ask me that
Her first name's Musetta
Marcello saw me
And her surname : Temptation
-But the coward's not looking
-She's a weathervane
She turns and changes
her loves and lovers
He makes me livid
She's a harpy
-If I could hit him
-A bloody bird
-If only I could claw...
-Who loves to devour hearts
-I only have this plate
- She devours hearts
-Just wait...
- And that's how I lost mine
Hey, waiter!
-This plate stinks of fat!
-Be quiet, please!
-He's not looking
-Show some manners
-He's not looking
-Whom are you talking to?
I'll hit him!
-Whom are you speaking to?
- To the waiter! Clear off
-I'll do what I like
-Lower your voice
I'll do just what I want
Don't be a bore!
Is he jealous of this mummy?
Decorum...
-Let's see if he's still...
-My rank...
-...In my power
-Virtue!
The play is astounding
You're not looking at me
Can't you see that I'm ordering?
The play is astounding
Astounding!
Let me tell you, for your guidance
That I should never forgive...
She is speaking to the one
-So that the other can hear
-I love you so much
And I'm all yours
And the other, cruel in vain...
Why do you talk to me
of forgiveness?
...Pretends not to understand
but laps it all up
Your heart's pounding
Lower your voice
Your heart's pounding
Lower, lower
When, through the streets
When, through the streets
I wander alone
People stop and look
And my envied beauty
Is, thus, examined
From head to foot
-Tie me to my chair
-What will people think?
Then I savour the subtle longing
Which gleams in their eyes
And helps them imagine
From the charms on display
Those they can't see
Thus, the wave of desire
Washes all over me
And makes me happy
So happy
This obscene song infuriates me
And you who know and remember
You who suffer
I can tell, this poor girl
Try to flee me like this?
-I know...
-She's crazy for Marcello
Crazy for him
You won't accept your pain,
I know
But you feel you're dying!
-What will people think?
-Marcello loved her once
But the flirt left him
To find a better life
The trap seems tender
One sets it, the other is caught
Such a situation
Colline will forever avoid
Ah, Marcello has had enough
-Marcello has lost
-The poor girl fills me with pity
She's lovely but not worth
a pipe and a Greek text
Our braggart will soon give in
I know you well
You won't accept your pain
I'll do what I like
I'll do just what I want
You're getting on my nerves!
I'm fed up!
Now to get rid of the old man
What's this?
The pain!
The agony!
My foot!
My youth
You're not dead
And your memory lives on
There's a shoemaker nearby
If you came knocking at my door
- Go, quickly!
- What will people say?
- My heart would open it
- Go now
Marcello!
Be mine
It's the final line
The bill?
What, already?
Who asked for it?
Let's see
They're coming this way
Give me my bill
Good
Quick, add these two bills
The other gentleman will pay
-He'll pay
-He'll pay
I'm leaving him the bill
with all my good will
She's leaving him the bill
With all her good will
Stand aside, here they are
The Tattoo! I hope the old fool
doesn't see us take his prey
This crowded throng
is the ideal hiding place
Here he is, the handsome drum-major
What a sight!
The most handsome man in France
END OF THE FIRST PART
SECOND PART
Hey!
We're the sweepers!
It's snowing!
It's freezing here!
I'm coming
If one finds pleasure
In a small glass
It's on ardent lips
That one finds love!
If pleasure can be found
at the bottom of a glass
It's on youthful lips
that love is found
Milk! Milk!
The dairywomen already!
Good morning!
Butter and cheese!
Eggs and chicken!
Which way are you going?
To Saint-Michel
We'll meet later then?
Yes, at noon
Could you tell me in which inn
A painter is working?
My good woman,
would you be so kind
as to fetch Marcello the painter?
I must talk to him
and I'm in a hurry
Tell him discreetly
that Mimi is waiting for him
Mimi?
I hoped I'd find you here
We've been here for a month
at the host's expense
Musetta gives singing lessons
to guests
And I'm painting these soldiers
on the façade
It's cold
Come inside
-Is Rodolfo there?
-Yes
I don't want to come in
No, no
Why?
Oh, my dear Marcello, help me
Help me
What has happened?
Rodolfo loves me...
He loves me and flees from me
My Rodolfo
Is eaten up by jealousy
A step, a word
A smile or a flower
Arouse his suspicions
And he explodes with anger
Sometimes, at night,
I pretend to sleep
And I can feel him staring at me
Trying to surprise my dreams
on my face
He keeps shouting at me:
"You weren't made for me!
"So take another lover
"You weren't made for me"
Alas! Alas!
I know it's his anger speaking
But how can I answer him, Marcello ?
When two people are like you two
They shouldn't live together
You're quite right
We should leave each other
Help us
Please, help us
We've already tried several times
-But always in vain
-I take Musetta lightly
And she does the same
-Because we laugh about love
-Yes, you're right
-Songs and smiles are the answer
-You're right
Do what you think best
All right
I'll go and wake him
Is he sleeping?
He turned up here
an hour before dawn
And fell asleep on a bench
Come inside
What a cough!
I feel exhausted since yesterday
Last night, he fled from me saying:
"It's over"
I left at daybreak to come here
He's waking up,
he's looking for me
He's coming
Don't let him see me
Go home now, Mimi,
for Heaven's sake
Don't make a scene here
Marcello, at last!
No one can hear us here
I want to leave Mimi
Are you as fickle as that?
Already once before, I thought
that my heart was dead
But the beauty of her dark eyes
Brought it back to life
Now
-Boredom besieges it
-And you want to bury your heart?
-Forever!
- Change your ways
Leave to mad men the gloomy love
Which leads only to tears
Without laughter and sparkle
Love is dull and feeble
You're jealous
Bad-tempered, temperamental
Full of prejudice
Deadly dull and stubborn!
He's going to make him angry
Poor me!
Mimi's a flirt
Who frolics with everyone
Some whippersnapper of a viscount
eyes her with longing?
She flashes her ankles at him
Enticing him with unspoken promises
Must I tell you?
I don't think you're fair
All right
No, I'm not
I'm trying desperately to hide
What is really tormenting me
I love Mimi
More than anything in the world
I love her, but I'm afraid
I'm so afraid
Mimi is so ill
She's getting weaker every day
The poor child is doomed
What does he mean?
A terrible cough
Racks her frail chest
And her wasted features
-Reveal how ill she is
-Poor Mimi
Alas, I'm dying!
My room is a squalid hovel
The fire has gone out
And the winter wind
Whistles through it
She sings and smiles
And I'm seized with remorse
I feel I'm the cause of the illness
Which is killing her
But what can be done?
Oh, my life!
-Mimi is a hot-house flower
-Alas! It's over
-Poverty has withered her
-My life is over
To bring her back to life
-Love is no longer enough
-Alas, I'm dying
What, Mimi! You here?
-Did you hear me?
-She was listening then
I'm easily frightened
And I panic over nothing
-Come inside near the fire
-No, the smoke stifles me
That's Musetta laughing.
And with whom?
The flirt! I'll teach her!
Farewell!
You're going?
Mimi left home happy
at the call of your love
But she'll go back alone
To her lonely nest
I'm going back alone
To weave my false flowers
Farewell!
No hard feelings
Listen to me
Gather up the few things
which I left behind
In my drawer, you'll find
A little gold bracelet
And my prayer-book
Wrap everything up in an apron
And I'll send the porter for it
And also, under the pillow
There's my pink headband
If you want
If you want
If you want, you can keep it
As a memento
Of our love
Farewell
Farewell
No hard feelings
So it's really over
You're leaving
You're leaving, my sweet
Farewell, dreams of love
Farewell, sweet morning awakenings
-Farewell, charmed life
-Farewell, arguments and jealousy
Which you could calm with a smile
Farewell, suspicion
Kisses
Sharp bitterness
Which like a true poet
I made rhyme with caress
To be alone in winter
Is worth than death
Alone...
Whereas in spring
The sun keeps us company
The sun keeps us company
-What were you doing?
-What do you mean?
What were you saying
to that gentleman?
No one is alone in the month of April
When you came in,
you were startled
The gentleman was asking me:
"Do you like to dance, miss?"
Blushing, I replied:
"I could dance night and day"
-Your aims are dishonest
-I want to be free
Don't try my patience too hard
When springtime blooms again
The sun will keep us company
I hate lovers
Who act just like husbands
I won't be the laughing-stock
of some senile upstart
The evening breeze soothes
human suffering
I'll flirt with whom I please
You're leaving? Many thanks!
I'm a rich man now!
-Musetta's leaving
-I salute you
Shall we wait
Until spring returns?
House-painter!
-Viper!
-Toad!
Witch!
Yours for life
We'll leave each other...
We'll leave each other
when the flowers bloom
When the flowers bloom
I wish that winter
Would last forever
We'll leave each other
When the flowers bloom
-In a coupé ?
-With horses and livery
She greeted me with a laugh
"Well, Musetta," I said to her
"How's your heart?
It's not beating
"Or perhaps I can't hear it
-"Through all this velvet"
-I'm pleased to hear it
I'm pleased to hear it
Come on, you Jesuit!
Your laugh sounds hollow
Not beating? Excellent!
-I also saw...
-Musetta?
-Mimi
-You saw her? Really!
She was in a carriage,
dressed like a queen
Good! I'm pleased for her
The liar! Love's eating him up!
-Get to work
-Get to work
This pen is useless!
This brush is useless!
Oh, Mimi, you'll never come back
Oh, happy days
Her dainty hands
Her sweet-smelling hair
I don't understand how my brush works
And mixes colours
-Against my will
- Oh, Mimi, my short-lived youth
If I feel like painting
The sky or the earth,
winter or spring
My brush simply sketches
Two dark eyes
And a pair of alluring lips
And Musetta's face
appears once again
-And Musetta's face
-And you, frail headband
-So tender and so false
-Which under the pillow she hid
-Meanwhile, Musetta's happy
-You know how happy we were
-And my cowardly heart calls her
-Come to my dead heart
-My cowardly heart waits her
-Come, for it died
-My love!
-My heart!
-What time is it?
-Time for yesterday's dinner
Schaunard's not back
-Here we are
-Well?
Well? Bread?
And a dish worthy of Demosthenes:
A herring
Salted
-Let's eat!
-It's a real feast
Let's put the champagne on ice
Please choose, Baron,
trout or salmon?
My dear Duke,
try some parrot-tongue
Thank you but it's fattening
I'm going to a ball this evening
Full already?
I'm in a hurry, a king's expecting me
-Is it some plot?
-Or a mystery?
-A mystery?
-A mystery?
The king has summoned me
to the ministry
Good! Good!
But I'll see...
It's a secret
-Pass me the wine
-Drink, I want to dine
May I be allowed,
with your noble consent...
-Enough!
-Get out!
I'm irresistibly inspired
by the spirit of romance
A little choreography then?
Dance, with vocal accompaniment!
Clear the ballroom
A gavotte!
A minuet!
A pavane!
A fandango!
I suggest a quadrille
Take your lady's arm
I'll call
Fair maiden
Respect my modesty!
Balancez!
First, a rond de jambe
Idiot!
What uncouth manners!
If I'm not mistaken,
you're insulting me
-Draw your sword
-On guard! You'll see!
I want to drink your blood
One of us there
is going to be disemboweled
Prepare a stretcher
And dig a grave
Tension and violence mount,
the dance's steps we count
- Musetta?
- Mimi's here!
She feels ill, she feels faint
coming up to the stairs
A glass of water
Rodolfo!
Don't speak, try to rest
Oh, my Rodolfo
Do you want me here with you?
Oh, my Mimi!
Forever and always!
I heard that Mimi
had left the viscount
And that she was dying
Where could she be?
I looked for her
And I finally found her in the street
Stumbling painfully along
She said to me:
"I can't take anymore
"I'm dying, I can feel it
"I want to die near him
Perhaps he's waiting for me"
I feel better already
Let me look around
Ah, how nice it is here!
I can feel life flooding back
I can feel life flooding back
-I can breathe here
-What a joy to have you here!
Do you have any food here?
No, nothing
No coffee? No wine?
Nothing! What poverty!
I'm so cold
If only I had a muff!
Will these poor hands of mine
Ever be warm again?
Here, in mine
Don't speak, you'll tire yourself
I've a little cough
I'm used to it
Hello
Marcello
Schaunard
Colline
Hello
You're all here
You're all here
Smiling at Mimi
-Don't speak, don't speak
-I'll speak softly, don't worry
Marcello, listen to me:
Musetta is a good woman
I know
Here, sell them
Buy some cordial
And fetch a doctor
-Try to rest
-You won't leave me?
No, no
Listen...
This may will be the last time
That the poor thing
ever asks for something
I'll go and get the muff
I'm coming with you
You are good, Musetta
Listen, my ancient coat:
I'm staying here
But you have to go
to the pawn shop
Please accept my thanks
You never bowed
your worn, old back
Before the rich and powerful
Your pockets have held
As if in quiet caverns
Philosophers and poets
Now, those fine days are over
And I have to say
Farewell, my faithful friend
Farewell!
Farewell!
Schaunard...
Each of us in his own way
Can unite two charitable actions
Mine is this
And yours...
Leave the two of them alone
Your reasoning is sound, philosopher
You're right, I'll go now
Have they gone?
I was pretending to be asleep
Because I wanted to be alone with you
I want to tell you so many things
Or rather just one
Which is as vast as the ocean
And like the ocean, deep and infinite
You're my love
And my whole life
You're my love
And my whole life
Oh, Mimi!
My beautiful Mimi!
Am I still beautiful?
As beautiful as dawn
You've chosen the wrong image
You really meant
As beautiful as a sunset
They call me Mimi
They call me Mimi
Why? I don't know
The swallow has come back
to her nest and twitters
My headband!
My headband!
Ah, do you remember
When I came in to your room
for the first time?
Do I remember!
My light had gone out
You were so upset
And then you lost your key
You knelt down to look for it
And I looked and looked
My fair sir
I can now tell you
That you found it very quickly indeed
I was helping fate
It was dark
And you couldn't see me trembling
"How cold your little hand is!
"Let me warm it for you"
It was dark
and you took my hand
Good God! Mimi!
-What's happening?
-Nothing
I'm fine
Don't talk, I beg of you
Yes, forgive me
I'll be good now
-Is she sleeping?
-She's resting
The doctor will come
I told him to hurry up
Here's the cordial
Who's there?
Me
Musetta
Oh, how lovely and soft it is!
Never again...
Never again
My hands numb with cold
The warmth will make them beautiful
Is it a present from you?
Yes, it is
You spendthrift!
Thank you, it must have been
very expensive
Are you crying?
But I feel fine
Why are you crying like that?
Here, my love...
Forever with you
My hands warm
And sleep...
-What did the doctor say?
-He's coming
Oh, blessed Mother
Please ensure that this poor child
doesn't die so soon
And that she'll recover
Holy Mother,
I'm unworthy of forgiveness
But Mimi is an angel
come down from Heaven
I'm still hopeful
Do you think it's serious?
I don't think so
Marcello, she's no more.
Here, Musetta
How is she?
Look, she's resting
What's all these coming and going?
Why such looks?
Be brave!
Mimi!
Mimi!
freezes me
As if the waves
were pouring over me
I'll drown a Pharaon in revenge!
What are you doing?
I'm looking at the grey sky
and the smoke rising
From the chimneys of Paris
And thinking of that traitorous,
lazy,
Old stove of ours
Living a life of leisure
Like some fine lord
It hasn't received it's income
for some time now
What are our foolish forests
doing under the snow?
Rodolfo, I must tell you
a profond thought I've had:
-I'm frozen stiff!
-Personally, I've forgotten
What it means to sweat!
My fingers are as frozen
As if I were still holding
That enormous block of ice
which is Musetta's heart
Love is a fire
which consumes a lot of fuel
...and doesn't last!
-Man is the kindling
-...and woman is the grate
He burns up in a moment
...while she stands watching!
We're freezing here!
And dying of hunger!
We need a fire
Wait... let's sacrifice the chair!
Eureka!
You've a better idea?
Yes
Talent will triumph
Let art burst into flame
Burn The Red Sea?
No, painted canvas stinks
My play...
My firey words will warm us
You're not going to read it, I hope!
May the paper turn to ashes
And genius rise to the skies
A great loss threatens our century...
Rome is in danger!
Take the first act
Rip it up
Light it
What a merry blaze!
The Apocalypse is upon us
On Christmas Eve,
no pawning is allowed!
-My play's being given...
-...to the fire!
I find it sparkling
And lively
But too short
Brevity is a great merit!
Author, give me the chair
These intervals are quite deadly
Hurry
-Act Two
-Don't tell a soul
-What deep thoughts!
-The tone's just right!
In that languorous azure flame
An ardent love scene
is fading away!
A page crackles
Yes... the kisses!
Three acts at the same time!
An audacious and inspired summary!
A fine death in joyous flames!
Heavens... the flame is dying!
What a worthless, futile play!
Already it crackles, shrivels
And dies!
Down with him!
Down with the author!
-Wood!
-Cigars!
Bordeaux!
Fate provides us
with a feast of plenty!
The Bank of France
has gone broke for you!
-Pick them up!
-They're tin coins!
Are you deaf or blind?
Who is this?
My king! I bow down before him
All this money at our feet!
You must be told:
this gold, or rather, silver
Has a strange past
-The stove!
-It's shaking with cold!
Well, this Englishman
A lord, or a mylord,
wanted a musician
-Lay the table!
-I introduce myself
He hires me.
I ask him:
When do lessons begin?
I introduce myself.
He hires me. I ask:
When do lessons begin?
He replies : "Let's start
"Look!"
He shows me a parrot
And says : "Play until he dies!"
I played for three days...
And, using the charms
of my handsome figure,
enchanted the maid
-Where's the tablecloth?
-I have an idea!
-The Constitutional!
A double treat:
we'll eat and devour the news!
I gave him parsley!
Polly spread his wings
Polly spread them
Polly opened his beak
A few sprigs of parsley
And like Socrates, he died!
Who?
May the devil take you all!
What? You're eating?
No!
These provisions are our supplies
For the days to come
Which may well be dark and glum
Dine at home
On Christmas Eve
When the Latin Quarter
has decked its streets
With sausages
And treats?
When the aroma of fritters
Is wafting
through the ancient alleyways?
There the girls
are happily singing...
...And each has a student
echoing her!
Let's abide by custom, gentlemen
We drink at home
But we dine out!
May I come in?
Benoît
The landlord!
No one's home!
-It's locked!
-Just one word
Just one!
Rent!
Here! Give him a seat!
Hurry!
-Don't bother. I'd like...
-Take a seat
-Would you like a drink?
-A toast!
Drink!
Here's the last quarter...
I'm delighted
- Therefore...
- A drop more
-Thank you
-A toast!
Your good health!
I've come to you
Because last quarter
You promised me...
I promised and I'll keep my word
-What are you doing?
- You're crazy!
Look... here's the money
So stay a while
In our company
Tell me
How old are you
Dear monsieur Benoît?
How old? For pity's sake!
Our age, more or less
More, much more
He said "more or less"
The other evening, at Mabille's
You were seen
-Committing a sin
-Me?
At Mabille's, the other evening
You were seen
Dare deny it!
Purely by chance
-A beautiful woman?
-Oh, very!
You rogue!
Philanderer!
What a hearty fellow!
Just like an oak!
The chap's got taste
His curly, tawny locks...
You rake!
He strutted about
Dashing and majestic
I'm old but still strong
He strutted about
Dashing and majestic
Feminine virtue gave way before him
I was a shy youth
But I'm catching up now
It's pleasant
A lively, young girl
A bit...
No, not a whale
Nor a globe
Nor a round face
Like a full moon
But thin
Really thin
Not on your life!
Thin women are worrisome!
And often, quite troublesome!
There's always complaining
For example, take...
My wife!
This man is married
Yet lust burns in his heart
He corrupts and pollutes
Our decent home
-Burn some incense!
-Throw out the rake!
Our outraged morals expel you
-Gentlemen...
-Silence! Get out!
Get out, sir!
Good evening to you
Your Lordship
I've payed the quarter!
In the Latin Quarter
The café Momus awaits us
-Down with avarice!
-Let's share the booty!
-Let's share it
-Let's share it
There, you will see beauties
Come down from heaven
Now you're rich,
take care of your looks
Trim your fur, you old bear
I'm going to see for the first time
a barber
I'll suffer the monstruous outrage
of a razor
-Let's go
-Let's go
-Let's go
-Let's go
I'm staying
To finish the leader for The Beaver
Hurry up
Five minutes
I know my job
We'll wait at the porter's lodge
If you dawdle, you'll hear us
Five minutes
Cut that Beaver's tail short
Mind the steps
Hold onto the banister
Careful!
-It's pitch-dark
-Damn that porter!
Blast!
Colline, are you dead?
Not yet
Hurry up
I'm not in the mood
Who's there?
Excuse me...
A woman!
I'm sorry...
My lamp has gone out
Here...
Would you...
-Come in for a moment
-Don't trouble yourself
Please, come in
Something's wrong?
No, it's nothing
Do you feel faint?
I'm out of breath
Those stairs...
What shall I do now?
How ill she looks
Do you feel better?
Yes
It's so cold in here
Sit down by the fire
Wait...
A drop of wine?
Just a little
-Like this?
-Thank you
She's so beautiful
Now, let me light my lamp
I feel better
Are you in a hurry?
Yes
Thank you
Good evening
Good evening
How foolish I am!
The key to my room
Where can I have left it?
Don't stay on the threshold
The wind will blow your lamp out
Heavens!
Will you relight it, please?
Heavens!
Mine has gone out too
Where can my key be?
It's pitch-dark
-Scatterbrain!
-Where can it be?
You've a troublesome neighbour
Not at all
You've a troublesome neighbour
What do you mean?
Of course not!
-Look for it
-I'm looking
Where can it be?
Have you found it?
No
-I thought...
-I can't find it
Are you looking?
I'm looking
How cold your little hand is!
Let me warm it for you
What's the use of looking?
We'll never find it in the dark
But luckily
There's a full moon tonight
And up here
The moon's our neighbour
Wait, mademoiselle
Just let me tell you
Who I am
Who I am
And what I do
How I live
May I tell you?
Who am I?
Who am I?
I'm a poet
What do I do?
I write
How do I live?
I live!
I'm poor and happy
And I'm lavish like a lord
With my poems and songs of love
With my dreams and fancies
And my castles in the air
I've the soul of a millionaire!
But sometimes I am robbed
Of all these jewels which I prize
The thieves?
A woman's eyes
Just like the pair
which came in with you
And swept aside my fine dreams
And familiar fancies
Once and for all!
But this theft doesn't upset me
For the empty space has been filled
With wild hopes!
Now that you know me
It's your turn to speak
Tell me
Who are you?
Would you like to tell me?
Yes
They call me Mimi
But my real name is Lucia
My story is a short one
I embroider linen and silk
At home or outside
I'm tranquil and happy
And my pastime
Is making lilies and roses
I love all things
Whose gentle magic
Can talk to us about love
Or of spring
Of dreams and of fancies
Those things
Which are called poetry
Do you understand?
Yes
They call me Mimi
Why?
I don't know
I live by myself
And I eat alone
I don't always go to mass
But I often pray to the Lord
I live alone, all alone
In this little white room
Which looks out over roofs
And the sky
But when the thaw comes
The first ray of sun is for me
April's first kiss
Is for me
The first ray of sun
Is for me
A rose blossoms in a vase
And I watch it petal by petal
It's so sweet
The perfume of a flower
But the flowers which I make
Alas
The flowers which I make
Alas, have no smell
I don't know what else
to tell you about myself
I'm your neighbour
Who has come to disturb you
At this late hour
-Hey! Rodolfo!
-Rodolfo!
Hey! Can't you hear?
-You slug! Idler!
-False poet!
I've three more lines to write
Who are they?
-Friends
-Beware
What are you doing there alone?
I'm not alone
There are two of us
Go along to the café Momus
We'll be there soon
Momus ! Momus ! Momus !
Off we go on tip-toe
He has found poetry
Oh, sweet maid
Oh, sweet face
Bathed in the white light of the moon
In you I find
The dream which I'd like
to dream forever
-Oh, Love, you alone rule
-Already trembling in my spirit
Are the tenderest of delights
Love, you alone rule
Already trembling in my spirit
-The tenderest of delights
-Ah, how sweetly
-His words enter my heart
-The tenderest of delights
-Love, you alone rule!
-Love trembles in this kiss!
No, for pity's sake!
You're mine!
Your friends are waiting for you
Are you sending me away already?
I'd like to ask...
But I dare not
Go on
What if I came with you?
It would be so nice to stay here
It's cold outside
I'll stay by your side
And when we come back?
Who knows!
Give me your arm, my dear
Your wish is my command, my Lord
Tell me that you love me
I love you
My love!
My love!
My love!
Oranges! Dates!
Hot chestnuts!
Trouts! Nougats!
What a crowd! What a din!
Hold on tight
Let's run together!
Look out, let us through!
Coconut milk!
Carrots! Whipped cream!
Coats! Flowers!
This D is flat!
This D is flat!
How much for the pipe and horn?
It's a little worn
-Let's go
-Shall we buy the bonnet?
Hold tight to my arm
I'll hold you tight
Let's go...
I feel like shouting
Which of you happy girls
wants a little love?
Let's play a game
You buy and I sell
I'll give you my pure heart
for a penny
We're pushed around
What madness
The crowd is never satisfied
The only copy, look:
a Runic grammar book!
Lucky man!
Our friends are waiting
Does this pink headband suit me?
You're dark
And the colour suits you perfectly
That lovely coral necklace!
I've an uncle who's a millionaire
If the Lord calls for him
I'll buy you an even lovelier one
Whom are you looking at?
Are you jealous?
Suspicion is the companion
of the happy man
When I feel like a good feed
Plenty of room is what I need
I'm so happy
And you?
Yes, very!
And quickly!
Come buy Parpignol's toys!
We're five!
Here we are
This is Mimi
A pretty flower-girl
Her presence completes
Our merry band
For...
If I am the poet
She is poetry
Just as, from my mind,
songs burst into life
Flowers burst from her fingers
And from our joyful hearts
Love bursts forth!
Love bursts forth!
What sublime thoughts!
Digna est intrari
Ingrediat si necessit
I'll only grant one "accessit"
Come buy Parpignol's toys!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
With his basket of marvels!
Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
I want the trumpet!
The horse!
The cannon! The whip!
-Roast venison
-A turkey
-A good Rhine wine
-Shelled lobster
I want the trumpet, the horse
What do you want, Mimi?
Cream pudding
Make it exceptional!
It's for a lady
Parpignol!
Parpignol! Parpignol!
The drum!
The tambourine !
A troop of soldiers!
What rare gift, mademoiselle,
has your Rodolfo given to you?
An embroidered headband of pink lace
Which goes so well with my dark hair
I've wanted one like this
for a long time now
He was able to read
What was hidden in my heart
Anyone who can read a heart's secrets
Knows what love is
and he was able to read them
He's a real professor
He has diplomas
And his verses
aren't those of a beginner
It's for that reason
that what he says seems true
Oh, sweet age of illusions
and utopias!
We believe, we hope
and all seems wonderful
The most divine poetry
Is that, my friend,
which teaches us to love
Love is sweeter than honey
Sweeter than honey
According to the palate
Honey or gall
-Heavens, I've upset him!
-He's bitter, my dear Mimi
Let's drink a toast!
Champagne!
Cast worry aside!
Let's raise our glasses!
Drink!
Come on, Lulu
Let me swallow poison!
It's Musetta!
Like a porter,
running back and forth
Enough is enough!
- Come on, Lulu
- No, no more
What? Near the door?
Sit, Lulu
Save the nicknames
for when we're alone
Don't act like Bluebeard
-He's vice dressed up
-With Chastity herself
-She's well dressed
-Angels are always naked
Do you know her?
You should ask me that
Her first name's Musetta
Marcello saw me
And her surname : Temptation
-But the coward's not looking
-She's a weathervane
She turns and changes
her loves and lovers
He makes me livid
She's a harpy
-If I could hit him
-A bloody bird
-If only I could claw...
-Who loves to devour hearts
-I only have this plate
- She devours hearts
-Just wait...
- And that's how I lost mine
Hey, waiter!
-This plate stinks of fat!
-Be quiet, please!
-He's not looking
-Show some manners
-He's not looking
-Whom are you talking to?
I'll hit him!
-Whom are you speaking to?
- To the waiter! Clear off
-I'll do what I like
-Lower your voice
I'll do just what I want
Don't be a bore!
Is he jealous of this mummy?
Decorum...
-Let's see if he's still...
-My rank...
-...In my power
-Virtue!
The play is astounding
You're not looking at me
Can't you see that I'm ordering?
The play is astounding
Astounding!
Let me tell you, for your guidance
That I should never forgive...
She is speaking to the one
-So that the other can hear
-I love you so much
And I'm all yours
And the other, cruel in vain...
Why do you talk to me
of forgiveness?
...Pretends not to understand
but laps it all up
Your heart's pounding
Lower your voice
Your heart's pounding
Lower, lower
When, through the streets
When, through the streets
I wander alone
People stop and look
And my envied beauty
Is, thus, examined
From head to foot
-Tie me to my chair
-What will people think?
Then I savour the subtle longing
Which gleams in their eyes
And helps them imagine
From the charms on display
Those they can't see
Thus, the wave of desire
Washes all over me
And makes me happy
So happy
This obscene song infuriates me
And you who know and remember
You who suffer
I can tell, this poor girl
Try to flee me like this?
-I know...
-She's crazy for Marcello
Crazy for him
You won't accept your pain,
I know
But you feel you're dying!
-What will people think?
-Marcello loved her once
But the flirt left him
To find a better life
The trap seems tender
One sets it, the other is caught
Such a situation
Colline will forever avoid
Ah, Marcello has had enough
-Marcello has lost
-The poor girl fills me with pity
She's lovely but not worth
a pipe and a Greek text
Our braggart will soon give in
I know you well
You won't accept your pain
I'll do what I like
I'll do just what I want
You're getting on my nerves!
I'm fed up!
Now to get rid of the old man
What's this?
The pain!
The agony!
My foot!
My youth
You're not dead
And your memory lives on
There's a shoemaker nearby
If you came knocking at my door
- Go, quickly!
- What will people say?
- My heart would open it
- Go now
Marcello!
Be mine
It's the final line
The bill?
What, already?
Who asked for it?
Let's see
They're coming this way
Give me my bill
Good
Quick, add these two bills
The other gentleman will pay
-He'll pay
-He'll pay
I'm leaving him the bill
with all my good will
She's leaving him the bill
With all her good will
Stand aside, here they are
The Tattoo! I hope the old fool
doesn't see us take his prey
This crowded throng
is the ideal hiding place
Here he is, the handsome drum-major
What a sight!
The most handsome man in France
END OF THE FIRST PART
SECOND PART
Hey!
We're the sweepers!
It's snowing!
It's freezing here!
I'm coming
If one finds pleasure
In a small glass
It's on ardent lips
That one finds love!
If pleasure can be found
at the bottom of a glass
It's on youthful lips
that love is found
Milk! Milk!
The dairywomen already!
Good morning!
Butter and cheese!
Eggs and chicken!
Which way are you going?
To Saint-Michel
We'll meet later then?
Yes, at noon
Could you tell me in which inn
A painter is working?
My good woman,
would you be so kind
as to fetch Marcello the painter?
I must talk to him
and I'm in a hurry
Tell him discreetly
that Mimi is waiting for him
Mimi?
I hoped I'd find you here
We've been here for a month
at the host's expense
Musetta gives singing lessons
to guests
And I'm painting these soldiers
on the façade
It's cold
Come inside
-Is Rodolfo there?
-Yes
I don't want to come in
No, no
Why?
Oh, my dear Marcello, help me
Help me
What has happened?
Rodolfo loves me...
He loves me and flees from me
My Rodolfo
Is eaten up by jealousy
A step, a word
A smile or a flower
Arouse his suspicions
And he explodes with anger
Sometimes, at night,
I pretend to sleep
And I can feel him staring at me
Trying to surprise my dreams
on my face
He keeps shouting at me:
"You weren't made for me!
"So take another lover
"You weren't made for me"
Alas! Alas!
I know it's his anger speaking
But how can I answer him, Marcello ?
When two people are like you two
They shouldn't live together
You're quite right
We should leave each other
Help us
Please, help us
We've already tried several times
-But always in vain
-I take Musetta lightly
And she does the same
-Because we laugh about love
-Yes, you're right
-Songs and smiles are the answer
-You're right
Do what you think best
All right
I'll go and wake him
Is he sleeping?
He turned up here
an hour before dawn
And fell asleep on a bench
Come inside
What a cough!
I feel exhausted since yesterday
Last night, he fled from me saying:
"It's over"
I left at daybreak to come here
He's waking up,
he's looking for me
He's coming
Don't let him see me
Go home now, Mimi,
for Heaven's sake
Don't make a scene here
Marcello, at last!
No one can hear us here
I want to leave Mimi
Are you as fickle as that?
Already once before, I thought
that my heart was dead
But the beauty of her dark eyes
Brought it back to life
Now
-Boredom besieges it
-And you want to bury your heart?
-Forever!
- Change your ways
Leave to mad men the gloomy love
Which leads only to tears
Without laughter and sparkle
Love is dull and feeble
You're jealous
Bad-tempered, temperamental
Full of prejudice
Deadly dull and stubborn!
He's going to make him angry
Poor me!
Mimi's a flirt
Who frolics with everyone
Some whippersnapper of a viscount
eyes her with longing?
She flashes her ankles at him
Enticing him with unspoken promises
Must I tell you?
I don't think you're fair
All right
No, I'm not
I'm trying desperately to hide
What is really tormenting me
I love Mimi
More than anything in the world
I love her, but I'm afraid
I'm so afraid
Mimi is so ill
She's getting weaker every day
The poor child is doomed
What does he mean?
A terrible cough
Racks her frail chest
And her wasted features
-Reveal how ill she is
-Poor Mimi
Alas, I'm dying!
My room is a squalid hovel
The fire has gone out
And the winter wind
Whistles through it
She sings and smiles
And I'm seized with remorse
I feel I'm the cause of the illness
Which is killing her
But what can be done?
Oh, my life!
-Mimi is a hot-house flower
-Alas! It's over
-Poverty has withered her
-My life is over
To bring her back to life
-Love is no longer enough
-Alas, I'm dying
What, Mimi! You here?
-Did you hear me?
-She was listening then
I'm easily frightened
And I panic over nothing
-Come inside near the fire
-No, the smoke stifles me
That's Musetta laughing.
And with whom?
The flirt! I'll teach her!
Farewell!
You're going?
Mimi left home happy
at the call of your love
But she'll go back alone
To her lonely nest
I'm going back alone
To weave my false flowers
Farewell!
No hard feelings
Listen to me
Gather up the few things
which I left behind
In my drawer, you'll find
A little gold bracelet
And my prayer-book
Wrap everything up in an apron
And I'll send the porter for it
And also, under the pillow
There's my pink headband
If you want
If you want
If you want, you can keep it
As a memento
Of our love
Farewell
Farewell
No hard feelings
So it's really over
You're leaving
You're leaving, my sweet
Farewell, dreams of love
Farewell, sweet morning awakenings
-Farewell, charmed life
-Farewell, arguments and jealousy
Which you could calm with a smile
Farewell, suspicion
Kisses
Sharp bitterness
Which like a true poet
I made rhyme with caress
To be alone in winter
Is worth than death
Alone...
Whereas in spring
The sun keeps us company
The sun keeps us company
-What were you doing?
-What do you mean?
What were you saying
to that gentleman?
No one is alone in the month of April
When you came in,
you were startled
The gentleman was asking me:
"Do you like to dance, miss?"
Blushing, I replied:
"I could dance night and day"
-Your aims are dishonest
-I want to be free
Don't try my patience too hard
When springtime blooms again
The sun will keep us company
I hate lovers
Who act just like husbands
I won't be the laughing-stock
of some senile upstart
The evening breeze soothes
human suffering
I'll flirt with whom I please
You're leaving? Many thanks!
I'm a rich man now!
-Musetta's leaving
-I salute you
Shall we wait
Until spring returns?
House-painter!
-Viper!
-Toad!
Witch!
Yours for life
We'll leave each other...
We'll leave each other
when the flowers bloom
When the flowers bloom
I wish that winter
Would last forever
We'll leave each other
When the flowers bloom
-In a coupé ?
-With horses and livery
She greeted me with a laugh
"Well, Musetta," I said to her
"How's your heart?
It's not beating
"Or perhaps I can't hear it
-"Through all this velvet"
-I'm pleased to hear it
I'm pleased to hear it
Come on, you Jesuit!
Your laugh sounds hollow
Not beating? Excellent!
-I also saw...
-Musetta?
-Mimi
-You saw her? Really!
She was in a carriage,
dressed like a queen
Good! I'm pleased for her
The liar! Love's eating him up!
-Get to work
-Get to work
This pen is useless!
This brush is useless!
Oh, Mimi, you'll never come back
Oh, happy days
Her dainty hands
Her sweet-smelling hair
I don't understand how my brush works
And mixes colours
-Against my will
- Oh, Mimi, my short-lived youth
If I feel like painting
The sky or the earth,
winter or spring
My brush simply sketches
Two dark eyes
And a pair of alluring lips
And Musetta's face
appears once again
-And Musetta's face
-And you, frail headband
-So tender and so false
-Which under the pillow she hid
-Meanwhile, Musetta's happy
-You know how happy we were
-And my cowardly heart calls her
-Come to my dead heart
-My cowardly heart waits her
-Come, for it died
-My love!
-My heart!
-What time is it?
-Time for yesterday's dinner
Schaunard's not back
-Here we are
-Well?
Well? Bread?
And a dish worthy of Demosthenes:
A herring
Salted
-Let's eat!
-It's a real feast
Let's put the champagne on ice
Please choose, Baron,
trout or salmon?
My dear Duke,
try some parrot-tongue
Thank you but it's fattening
I'm going to a ball this evening
Full already?
I'm in a hurry, a king's expecting me
-Is it some plot?
-Or a mystery?
-A mystery?
-A mystery?
The king has summoned me
to the ministry
Good! Good!
But I'll see...
It's a secret
-Pass me the wine
-Drink, I want to dine
May I be allowed,
with your noble consent...
-Enough!
-Get out!
I'm irresistibly inspired
by the spirit of romance
A little choreography then?
Dance, with vocal accompaniment!
Clear the ballroom
A gavotte!
A minuet!
A pavane!
A fandango!
I suggest a quadrille
Take your lady's arm
I'll call
Fair maiden
Respect my modesty!
Balancez!
First, a rond de jambe
Idiot!
What uncouth manners!
If I'm not mistaken,
you're insulting me
-Draw your sword
-On guard! You'll see!
I want to drink your blood
One of us there
is going to be disemboweled
Prepare a stretcher
And dig a grave
Tension and violence mount,
the dance's steps we count
- Musetta?
- Mimi's here!
She feels ill, she feels faint
coming up to the stairs
A glass of water
Rodolfo!
Don't speak, try to rest
Oh, my Rodolfo
Do you want me here with you?
Oh, my Mimi!
Forever and always!
I heard that Mimi
had left the viscount
And that she was dying
Where could she be?
I looked for her
And I finally found her in the street
Stumbling painfully along
She said to me:
"I can't take anymore
"I'm dying, I can feel it
"I want to die near him
Perhaps he's waiting for me"
I feel better already
Let me look around
Ah, how nice it is here!
I can feel life flooding back
I can feel life flooding back
-I can breathe here
-What a joy to have you here!
Do you have any food here?
No, nothing
No coffee? No wine?
Nothing! What poverty!
I'm so cold
If only I had a muff!
Will these poor hands of mine
Ever be warm again?
Here, in mine
Don't speak, you'll tire yourself
I've a little cough
I'm used to it
Hello
Marcello
Schaunard
Colline
Hello
You're all here
You're all here
Smiling at Mimi
-Don't speak, don't speak
-I'll speak softly, don't worry
Marcello, listen to me:
Musetta is a good woman
I know
Here, sell them
Buy some cordial
And fetch a doctor
-Try to rest
-You won't leave me?
No, no
Listen...
This may will be the last time
That the poor thing
ever asks for something
I'll go and get the muff
I'm coming with you
You are good, Musetta
Listen, my ancient coat:
I'm staying here
But you have to go
to the pawn shop
Please accept my thanks
You never bowed
your worn, old back
Before the rich and powerful
Your pockets have held
As if in quiet caverns
Philosophers and poets
Now, those fine days are over
And I have to say
Farewell, my faithful friend
Farewell!
Farewell!
Schaunard...
Each of us in his own way
Can unite two charitable actions
Mine is this
And yours...
Leave the two of them alone
Your reasoning is sound, philosopher
You're right, I'll go now
Have they gone?
I was pretending to be asleep
Because I wanted to be alone with you
I want to tell you so many things
Or rather just one
Which is as vast as the ocean
And like the ocean, deep and infinite
You're my love
And my whole life
You're my love
And my whole life
Oh, Mimi!
My beautiful Mimi!
Am I still beautiful?
As beautiful as dawn
You've chosen the wrong image
You really meant
As beautiful as a sunset
They call me Mimi
They call me Mimi
Why? I don't know
The swallow has come back
to her nest and twitters
My headband!
My headband!
Ah, do you remember
When I came in to your room
for the first time?
Do I remember!
My light had gone out
You were so upset
And then you lost your key
You knelt down to look for it
And I looked and looked
My fair sir
I can now tell you
That you found it very quickly indeed
I was helping fate
It was dark
And you couldn't see me trembling
"How cold your little hand is!
"Let me warm it for you"
It was dark
and you took my hand
Good God! Mimi!
-What's happening?
-Nothing
I'm fine
Don't talk, I beg of you
Yes, forgive me
I'll be good now
-Is she sleeping?
-She's resting
The doctor will come
I told him to hurry up
Here's the cordial
Who's there?
Me
Musetta
Oh, how lovely and soft it is!
Never again...
Never again
My hands numb with cold
The warmth will make them beautiful
Is it a present from you?
Yes, it is
You spendthrift!
Thank you, it must have been
very expensive
Are you crying?
But I feel fine
Why are you crying like that?
Here, my love...
Forever with you
My hands warm
And sleep...
-What did the doctor say?
-He's coming
Oh, blessed Mother
Please ensure that this poor child
doesn't die so soon
And that she'll recover
Holy Mother,
I'm unworthy of forgiveness
But Mimi is an angel
come down from Heaven
I'm still hopeful
Do you think it's serious?
I don't think so
Marcello, she's no more.
Here, Musetta
How is she?
Look, she's resting
What's all these coming and going?
Why such looks?
Be brave!
Mimi!
Mimi!