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| Scarpia
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Which road will you take?
Civitavecchia?
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| Tosca
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Yes.
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While Scarpia prepares a note for safe passage, Tosca takes
the knife from the table and hides it behind her back.
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| Scarpia
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Tosca, you're finally mine!
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| Tosca |
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Do you choke on your blood?
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| Scarpia
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Killed by a woman!
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| Tosca |
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Can you still hear me? Speak! Look at me!
This is Tosca, O Scarpia!
Die, wretch!
Now I can forgive him.
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