At last
l was so terrified, every face looked like a policeman's
The stoup
The pillar
At the statue of Our Lady was what my sister wrote
Here's the key
And that's the chapel
Never finished washing
Every brush is dirtier than a poor priest's collar
Mister painter
Nobody there
l could have sworn Cavalier Cavaradossi was back
No, l'm mistaken. The basket hasn't been touched
Angelus Domini nuntiavit Mariae
Et concepit de Spiritu Sancto
Ecce ancilla Domini
Fiat mihi secundum verbum tuum
Et verbum caro factum est et habitavit in nobis
- What are you doing? - Saying the Angelus
Heavens, it's her portrait
Whose?
The unknown woman who's been coming here to pray
Pious and devout
You're right. She was praying so fervently...
...that she didn't see me paint her lovely face
Get thee behind me, Satan
Give me the paints
What subtle harmony of different beauties
Floria, my passionate lover, is dark
Faith is not to be made fun of
You, unknown beauty, crowned with blonde tresses...
...your eyes are blue
Tosca's are dark
Mysteriously...
...art blends the two beauties together
But while l paint her...
...all my thoughts are of you
Tosca, of you
But there's nothing you can say to these filthy free-thinkers...
...enemies of the Holy See
Faith is not to be made fun of
No sign of repentance from any of them
lt's better to make the sign of the cross
- l'm going, your lordship - As you wish
The basket's full. Are you fasting?
- l'm not hungry - What a shame
Remember to close up when you go
Someone's there
Cavaradossi?
God has sent you
Don't you recognise me?
Has prison changed me so much?
Angelotti! Consul of the defunct Roman republic
l've just escaped from Castel Sant'Angelo
l'm ready to help you
- Mario - Hide
She's a jealous woman. l'll send her away in a moment
- Mario - Here l am
l can hardly stand up
There's food and wine in this basket
- Thank you - Hurry
Here l am
- Why was the door locked? - lt's what the Sacristan wants
- Who were you talking to? - You
You were whispering something else. Where is she?
- Who? - Her! The woman
l heard hurried footsteps and rustling clothes
- You're imagining it - Do you deny it?
l deny it and l love you
ln front of Our Lady
No, Mario, first let me pray to her and offer my flowers
Listen, l'm singing tonight, but it's a short performance
Wait for me at the stage door and we'll go off to your villa
Just us two
Tonight?
lt's a full moon
The night-scented flowers will fill our hearts with love
Aren't you pleased?
Yes
- Say it again - Yes
Don't say it like that
Aren't you longing for our little house hidden in the trees?
Our secret love-nest, full of love and mystery
To be by your side, listening to the sounds of nature in the dark
At night, from the bushes and the scorched grass...
...from the depths of ruined tombs, smelling of thyme...
...come whispers of tiny loves and deceptive counsels
They make our hearts tender
Blossom, broad meadows, blow, sea breezes
Sea breezes in the pale moonlight
Starry vaults, shower down desire
Tosca is on fire with love
You've caught me in your snare, my siren
Love is burning in Tosca's blood
My siren, l'll come
My love
Now leave me to work
- Are you chasing me away? - My work is urgent
l'm going
Who is that blonde woman up there?
- Mary Magdalene. Do you like it? - She's too pretty
- A nice compliment - Are you laughing?
l've seen those blue eyes before
The world is full of them
Wait...
- lt's Marchesa Attavanti - Well done
Are you seeing her? Are you in love?
- lt was mere chance - Those footsteps, those whispers
She was here just now
The flirt! To do this to me
l saw her yesterday, but only by chance
She came here to pray and l painted her unseen
- Swear it - l swear
She's staring at me
- She's making fun of me - Don't be foolish
Those eyes
What other eyes...
...could compare with your passionate dark eyes?
They are the centre of my whole being
Eyes that are gentle in love, bright in anger
What other eyes can compare with yours?
How practised you are in the art of winning love
But make her eyes dark
How jealous you are
Yes, l never stop tormenting you
But l'm sure you'll forgive me
when you see how l suffer
Tosca, l adore you, l like everything about you...
- l'm sure you'll forgive me - ...your anger and your love
Say those comforting words again
My anxious love, l'll always say, 'Floria, l love you'
Put your mind at rest, l'll always say, 'l love you'
How sinful! You've ruined my hair
Now leave me
Keep working until this evening
Promise me, whether by chance, whether blonde or brunette...
...no woman will come here to pray
l swear it, my love
- Go - How you hurry me
- Not again? - No, forgive me
- ln front of Our Lady? - She's so good
But make her eyes dark
Tosca's a good woman, but she's a believer
She keeps nothing secret from her confessor
That's why l kept quiet
lt's more prudent
- Are we alone? - Yes
What do you plan to do?
Depending on what happens, l'll either leave the state...
...or go into hiding in Rome
- My sister... - Marchesa Attavanti?
Yes, she hid some women's clothing under the altar there
Dress, veil, fan
When it gets dark l'll put them on
Now l understand
For a lovely young woman to be so anxious and pray so fervently...
...made me suspect a secret love-affair
Now l understand
lt was a sister's love
She's risked everything to save me from the evil Scarpia
Scarpia?
A bigot, a satyr who uses religion to sharpen his lust
He makes confessor and hangman instruments of his lascivious will
Even if it costs me my life...
...l'll save you
But it's not safe to wait until dark
The daylight frightens me
Outside there's an open garden
Then a thicket runs past the fields to my villa
- l know it - Here's the key
l'll meet you there before dark. Take the clothes with you
Should l put them on?
There's no need yet, the path's deserted
Farewell
lf you're in danger go to the well in the garden
Halfway down there's an opening into a hiding-place
You'll be safe there
The castle cannon
They've discovered your escape
Now Scarpia will unleash his bloodhounds
- Farewell - l'll come with you
- We'll be on our guard - Someone's coming
lf we're attacked we'll fight
Great rejoicing, your lordship
He's gone. What a shame
Annoying an unbeliever earns an indulgence
The whole choir, here, come quickly
- Where? - lnto the sacristy
- What's happened? - Don't you know?
- Wicked Bonaparte... - Well?
He's been plucked, crushed and sent down to hell
- lt can't be true - lt's the truth
- The news has just arrived - Let's celebrate the victory
Tonight there will be a torchlit procession
A gala at the Farnese Palace
A special new cantata with Floria Tosca
Hymns to the Lord in the churches
Off you go and get changed
Double pay! Te Deum and Gloria
Let's celebrate the victory. A torchlit procession
Long live the King! Te Deum and Gloria
What an uproar in church! Such disrespect
Your excellency, the great rejoicing
Get ready for the Te Deum
- You stay here - l won't move
You, go and search every corner
Collect every clue
Keep an eye on the doors, but don't arouse suspicion
Now you
Think before you answer
A state prisoner has just escaped from the Castel Sant'Angelo
- He took refuge here - Mercy
Perhaps he's still here. Where is the Attavanti chapel?
There... open!
Another key
A good sign. Let's go in
lt was a bad mistake to fire the cannon
The scoundrel has taken flight
But he left a precious trophy, a fan
What accomplice helped in this crime?
Marchesa Attavanti. Her crest
Her portrait
Who painted that picture?
- Cavalier Cavaradossi - Him
The basket
Tosca's lover, a man under suspicion, a Voltairean
- Empty? - What did you say?
They found this basket in the chapel
- Do you recognise it? - Of course
lt's the painter's, but all the same...
Spit it out
l left it full of delicious food, for the painter's lunch
- And he ate it - ln the chapel?
He didn't have a key, and he said himself he wasn't hungry
So l'd already put it aside
lt's all clear now. Angelotti took the provisions
Tosca? She must not see me
lago used a handkerchief to bring down a jealous man
l have a fan
Mario!
Cavaradossi? Who knows where he is?
He's vanished, by his own magic
ls he deceiving me? No, he couldn't betray me
Divine Tosca, my hand awaits your little hand
Not in gallantry, but to offer you holy water
Thank you, sir
You set a noble example
You draw from heaven an art which rekindles faith
- How kind - Devout women are rare
You appear on stage, yet you come to church to pray
What do you mean?
Not like some shameless women who look like Mary Magdalene...
...and come here for love
What? Love? Prove it
Does a painter use this?
- A fan. Where was it? - On that platform
Someone disturbed the lovers, and she lost her feathers as she fled
The crown, the crest, Marchesa Attavanti
- Just as l suspected - ( l've achieved my aim)
And l was coming here in sorrow...
...to tell him that the sky would darken in vain tonight
For his adoring Tosca will be trapped...
(The poison has bitten )
...trapped at the royal celebrations
What is upsetting you, madam?
One rebellious tear is falling on your lovely cheek
Sweet lady, what is distressing you?
Nothing
l'd give my life to dry those tears
Here l am suffering while he laughs at my torment
The poison's biting
Where am l?
lf only l could catch the traitors
Does he take two lovers to the villa?
Traitor
My love-nest has been defiled
l'll surprise them there
Tonight he will not be yours. l swear it
ln church!
God will forgive me
He sees that l'm weeping
Three agents, a carriage
Quick, follow her wherever she goes
- Take care not to be seen - Where shall we meet?
Farnese Palace
On your way, Tosca. Scarpia is nesting in your heart
Scarpia will set the falcon of your jealousy flying
Your ready suspicion promises much
Scarpia is nesting in your heart
l have two goals in my sights
And the rebel's head...
...is not the greater prize
To see the fire in those victorious eyes...
...smoulder with love
Caught in my arms...
...smouldering with love
One to the gallows
The other in my arms
Tosca, you make me forget God
Te aeternum Patrem...
...omnis terra veneratur
Tosca makes a good falcon
l'm sure my bloodhounds are seizing their double prey right now
Dawn tomorrow will see Angelotti and Mario hanging from a noose
- ls Tosca in the palace? - A chamberlain has gone to find her
Open up
lt is late
The prima donna hasn't appeared yet
Meanwhile, they're scraping away at gavottes
Wait for Tosca at the entrance
Tell her that l expect her when the cantata is over
Or better...
Give her this message
She will come...
...because she loves her Mario
Because she loves her Mario she'll surrender to my wishes
Such is the great misery of great love
A violent conquest has more flavour than soft consent
l find little satisfaction in sighs and the rising of the moon
l cannot strum a guitar or tell the future in flower petals
Nor make sheep's eyes...
...or coo like a dove
When l want something l go after it
l take my fill and throw it away, then turn to a new quarry
God created different beauties and different wines
l want to taste as much as l can of that divine work
Spoletta is here
Perfect timing
How did the chase go?
Help me, St lgnatius
We followed the lady
When we got to an isolated villa...
...she went in but soon came out again, alone
l jumped over the wall with the dogs and burst into the house
Well done, Spoletta
l sniffed around, searched...
Angelotti?
- Couldn't be found - You fool
Traitor, to the gallows
- The painter was there... - Cavaradossi?
He knows where the man's hiding
Every gesture, every word was so mocking...
...that l arrested him
That's a bit better
He's there
Show the Cavalier in
Bring me Roberti and the Judge
Such violence
Please, take a seat
l want to know why...
- Be seated - l'll stand
As you wish
You are aware that a prisoner...
Her voice
You're aware that a prisoner escaped from Castel Sant'Angelo today
No
Yet it seems that you...
...let him into Sant'Andrea and gave him food and clothing
Lies
You led him to your house, outside the city
l deny it. What proof have you?
A loyal subject...
Come to the point. Who's accusing me?
Your agents searched the villa in vain
Which shows he's well hidden
A spy's suspicions
He laughed while we searched
And l'm still laughing
This is a place for tears
Be careful
That's enough
Answer
Where's Angelotti?
l don't know
Do you deny giving him food?
- l deny it - And clothes?
And that he's hiding at your villa?
l deny it
Think carefully, this stubbornness is not wise
A confession...
...will save you a great deal of suffering
Take my advice...
...tell me where Angelotti is
l don't know
For the last time, where is he?
l don't know
Mario, what you are doing here?
Say nothing of what you saw, or you'll kill me
Mario Cavaradossi, the Judge awaits your testimony
First the usual procedures
Then as l instruct
Now let's have a chat like good friends
You don't need to look so alarmed
l'm not at all alarmed
The affair of the fan?
Silly jealousy
Attavanti wasn't at the villa?
- No, he was alone - Alone?
Are you quite sure?
Nothing escapes a jealous eye. Quite alone
- Really? - Yes, alone
Such passion
You seem afraid that you'll betray yourself
Sciarrone...
...what does the Cavalier say?
He denies it
Let's persevere
- lt's pointless - We'll see
So one has to lie to please you?
No, but the truth could cut short a very painful time for him
A painful time? What's happening in that room?
The law must take its course
Oh my God, what's happening?
Your lover is bound hand and foot, with a band round his temples
At each denial it spurts blood without mercy
lt's not true, you sneering demon
ls that a groan?
Show some mercy
- lt's up to you to save him - Very well, but stop it
Sciarrone, loosen him
- Completely? - Completely
Now for the truth
- Let me see him - No
Are they still torturing you?
No, be strong, say nothing. l scorn pain
- Now, Tosca, speak - l don't know anything
Was that not enough? Roberti, start again
- No, stop - Will you speak?
You beast, you're torturing him, killing him
Your silence is torturing him far more
Are you laughing at this pain?
Tosca was never more tragic on stage
Open the doors so that she can hear him crying out
l defy you
Harder, harder
Speak
What can l say?
l don't know anything. Do l have to lie?
Where is Angelotti?
Tell me where he is hidden
- l can't take any more - Say where he is
Stop this suffering, it's too much to bear
l can't take any more
Mario, will you let me speak?
Listen, l can't take any more
What do you know? What can you say?
Make him shut up
What have l ever done to you?
l'm the one you're torturing
You're torturing my soul
ln the well in the garden
- ls that where Angelotti is? - Yes
That's enough, Roberti
- He's fainted - Murderer
l want to see him
Bring him in
- Floria - My love
- ls it you? - How you've suffered, my love
But God is righteous and will punish him
Tosca, did you say anything?
- No, my love - Truly?
ln the well in the garden. Off you go, Spoletta
You've betrayed me
Curse you
- Such news, sir - What's up with you?
News of defeat
What defeat? How? When?
- At Marengo - Get on with it
- Bonaparte has won - And Melas?
Melas is in retreat
Victory
The day of vengeance has dawned to make the wicked tremble
Liberty arises and tyranny crumbles
Mario, be quiet, have pity on me
Scarpia, inside you're trembling
You're a dead man, on your way
Get him away from me
You're a dead man
l'm with you
Not you
Save him
Me? You
My poor supper was interrupted
So downhearted? Come along, sit here
Shall we try to find a way to save him?
Well, sit down and let's talk
Have something to drink. lt's Spanish wine
A drop to revive your spirits
How much?
Your price
Yes, l'm said to be mercenary
But l don't sell myself to a pretty woman...
...for money
For a pretty woman...
...l don't sell myself for money
lf l must betray what l've sworn l want a different kind of payment
l've waited for this moment
l was already eaten up with love for the prima donna
But just now l saw you as l've never seen you before
Your tears were a fire to my senses
And when you looked at me with hatred...
...it inflamed my desire
Lithe as a leopard...
...you clung to your lover
At that moment l swore you'd be mine
l'd sooner throw myself out
Mario is still my hostage
What a vile bargain
l won't use violence
You are free to go
But your hope is misplaced
The Queen would be pardoning a corpse
How you hate me
That's how l want you
Don't touch me
l hate you, you're depraved, vile
What's the difference?
Aching with hate or aching with love
Do you hear that? lt's the drum
lt's leading the condemned men on their last journey
Time is passing
Do you know what dark business is happening down there?
They're raising a scaffold
Depending on you, your Mario has only an hour left to live
l have lived for art and for love
l have never harmed a living soul
Anonymously, l've helped anyone l've known in distress
My sincere prayers have always risen to the holy tabernacles
l've given flowers for the altars with sincere faith
ln my hour of grief...
...why, my Lord...
...why do you repay me like this?
l've given jewels for Our Lady's cloak
l've offered my songs to the stars and heaven smiled
ln my hour of grief, why, my Lord...
...why do you repay me like this?
Look
l stretch out my hands in prayer to you
Defeated, l wait for the mercy of your word
You're too beautiful, Tosca, and too loving
l concede. A miserable bargain
You ask me for a life, l ask you for a moment
Away, you revolt me
Who's there?
When we got there Angelotti killed himself
String his corpse up on the gibbet
- And the other prisoner? - Cavaradossi?
Everything's ready
God help me
Wait
Well?
- Listen - But l want him freed at once
We'll have to pretend. l can't be openly merciful
Everyone must think he's dead
This trustworthy man will see to it
- How can l be sure? - l'll give the order now
Spoletta, shut the door
l've changed my mind
The prisoner will be shot
Wait, the way we did with Count Palmieri
- An execution... - ...in appearance
As happened with Palmieri. Do you understand?
l understand
- l want to tell him myself - Very well. Let her through
Remember, at four o'clock...
Just like Palmieri
- l've kept my promise - Not yet
l want a safe conduct to be able to leave the state with him
- Do you mean to leave? - Yes, for ever
As you wish
- Which route do you choose? - The shortest
- Civitavecchia? - Yes
Tosca, at last you're mine
Curse you
This is Tosca's kiss
Help, l'm dying
Are you choking on your blood?
Killed by a woman
You tortured me too much
Can you still hear?
Look, it's Tosca
Die in damnation
Die
He's dead
Now l forgive him
And the whole of Rome used to tremble before him
So many sighs l send to you
As many as there are leaves blown by the wind
You scorn me and break my heart
Lamp of gold, for you l die
Mario Cavaradossi?
Here
You have an hour. A priest is waiting for you
No, but l have a last favour to ask you
lf l can
l'm leaving behind a person dear to me
Let me write her a short note
All l have left of my riches is this ring
lf you promise to give her my final farewell...
...you can have it
Write
And the stars were shining
The earth was smelling sweet
The garden gate creaked...
...and a footstep skimmed the sand
She came in, fragrant
She fell into my arms
O sweet kisses, languorous caresses
And l was trembling as l slipped the veils from her limbs
My dream of love has vanished for ever
The moment has fled
And l die in despair
And never have l loved life so much
Exemption for Floria Tosca...
...and for the gentleman accompanying her
You're free
Has Scarpia given in?
This is his first act of mercy
- And his last - What do you mean?
He wanted your blood or my love
ln vain l pleaded and wept
Driven mad with disgust l turned to Our Lady and the saints
The evil man said the gallows were being raised
The drums were rolling
The villain laughed
He was ready to seize his prey
'Are you mine?'
'Yes.' l promised to yield to his desire
A knife glinted nearby
He wrote the note for our freedom
Then he came to embrace me
l plunged the blade into his heart
You killed him with your own hand?
So devout, so kind, and for me?
My hands were spattered with blood
O sweet hands, gentle and innocent
Hands meant for acts of mercy
Meant to caress children, pick roses...
...and come together in prayer for the misfortunate
So did justice entrust its sacred weapons...
...into these hands, emboldened by love?
You dealt death, victorious hands
O sweet hands, gentle and innocent
Listen, the moment is at hand
l've collected gold and jewels and a carriage is waiting
But listen and laugh, my love
First you will be shot...
...in pretence, with blanks
A mock execution
Fall down when they fire. The soldiers will go...
...and we'll be safe
Then off to Civitavecchia, a fishing boat, away by sea
Free
- Away by sea - ls there any grief left on earth?
Can you smell the scent of roses?
Doesn't it seem that everything is in love...
...waiting for the sunlight?
Death was bitter to me only because of you
Life takes all its splendour from you
My joy and desire come from you as heat from a flame
l shall see the heavens flash and darken...
...in your revealing eyes
And the beauty of all the most wonderful things...
...will take its voice from you
The love which kept you alive...
...will be our guide on land, our pilot on the sea
lt will give the world its beauty
Until, united in heaven, we vanish...
...like clouds, high above the sea at sunset
Still they haven't come
Remember, at the first shot you must fall at once
Don't worry, l'll fall immediately and naturally
Take care not to hurt yourself
With my stage skill l would know how to move
Speak to me again as you did before
The sound of your voice is so sweet
Together in exile we'll spread our love throughout the world...
...a harmony of colour, a harmony of song
Our triumphant souls are trembling with new hope...
...in blissful passion
And together in harmony they fly to the ecstasy of love
l shall close your eyes with a thousand kisses...
...and call you by a thousand loving names
lt's time
l'm ready
Remember, fall at the first shot
Don't get up until l call
- No, my love - And fall properly
- Just like Tosca on stage - Don't laugh
- Like this? - Like this
lt's so long to wait
What's keeping them?
The sun is already up
What's keeping them?
lt's a farce, l know
But this anxiety seems to last for ever
They're getting ready to fire
How handsome my Mario is
There, die!
What an artist
Don't move, Mario
They're going, quiet
They're going down now
Don't move yet
Quick, get up
Mario, let's go
Dead!
Has it ended like this?
- He's been stabbed - Scarpia?
- lt was Tosca - Don't let her escape
Watch the exits on the stairs
There she is
- Tosca, you'll pay for his life - With my own
Scarpia, before God