"BLUEBEARD" "RESTORATION MADE POSSIBLE BY ..." "Here comes Lord Bluebeard." "What a mustache!" "He's hideous!" "What a beard!" "He's frightful!" "It's the despicable Bluebeard!" "My six wives are dead." "And my castle is bleak." "Your two daughters are beautiful, their purity is to no avail." "I'm coming to pick the lovelier of the two." "Such is my good pleasure" "Lord Bluebeard" "Bluebeard!" "Here he comes!" "Heavens!" "It's Bluebeard!" "What a mustache!" "He's hideous!" "What a beard!" "He's frightful!" "It's the despicable Bluebeard!" "Thirty pearl necklaces." "A hundred diamond necklaces." "A thousand silk dresses." "Long live Lord Bluebeard!" "Great, strong, powerful and generous." "Noble, rich and majestic." "Long Live Lord Bluebeard!" "Handsome Lord Bluebeard?" "Lord Bluebeard?" "Noble lady" "Damsel" "Damsel" "Oh, what excitement." "What excitement and delight." "Space is my accomplice." "In my heart" "A strange sweetness has entered" "How sweet it is to forget my dear spouse" "to forget his Iice-rídden beard the day, the flowers, the blue sky intoxicate me." "Long live joy, the joy of laughing and living." "Tell me, please" "Is this finally the call of love?" "It is of love that the roses sing." "Sweet and low among other things." "Oh, tell me the secret of those other things." "Come and pick a rose" "Oh, what a strange and delicious excitement." "I've been sent by the Saracens to declare war on you." "WE DECLARE WAR ON YOU" " THE SARACENS" "These keys that I bestow upon you will open up horizons" "Vessels of gold, robes and crowns" "The smallest of these keys opens the door to the forbidden room in our fortress." "Do not enter there" "On pain of death" "DO NOT ENTER ON PAIN OF DEATH" "Madam, where are my keys?" "And the small key to the forbidden room?" "Oh, heavens!" "I forgot it!" "Find it immedrately" "Oh, fear my anger!" "Madam, you must die" "Without even a prayer?" "Say one quickly, then" "Anne, my sister Anne" "Do you see nothing coming?" "For now I see the dust rising in clouds." "And the grass growing green." "Madam, you must come down" "My lord, you must wait" "Anne, my sister Anne Do you see nothing coming?" "I see a strange cloud of dust approaching" "Could it be my brothers?" "Alas!" "In this turmoil I see sheep." "Madam, you must come down" "My lord, I will come down" "Anne, my sister Anne Do you see nothing coming?" "I see two horsemen armed with rapiers" "Heading this way" "God be praised!" "It's my brothers!" "Madam, you must come down" "Very well, I will come down" "Hurry!" "Hurry!" "Madam, you must die!" "THE MORAL Curiosity, however enticing, is often not without regret."