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And now, let's talk together. Like
old friends.
Don't be afraid.
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I'm not afraid.
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| Scarpia
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The story of the fan?
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It was foolish jealousy.
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The Attavanti wasn't at the villa?
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| Tosca
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No.
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Are you sure?
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| Tosca
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Nothing escapes a jealous eye.
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Really?
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| Tosca
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Yes! Alone!
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What an outburst!
Are you afraid of giving yourself away?
Sciarrone, what does the Cavalier say?
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Nothing.
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| Scarpia
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Be more insistent!
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| Tosca
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It's useless.
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| Scarpia
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We'll see, my lady.
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| Tosca
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Must I lie to satisfy you?
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| Scarpia
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No; but the truth could shorten
a painful hour for him.
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| Tosca
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What do you mean? What are they doing to
him?
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They're enforcing the law.
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Oh God! What's happening?
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| Scarpia
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His hands and feet are bound;
and around his head is a steel device
that makes the blood gush
at each denial.
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It's not true. You devil!
Have mercy.
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You can save him.
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| Tosca
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Yes, but stop it!
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Sciarrone, loosen him!
And now, the truth.
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| Tosca
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Let me see him.
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No!
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