DON JUAN: Kingston - Phil Willmott

a state more appropriate to a Spanish nobleman and the
world’s greatest lover.
LEPORELLO: This is no joke I’m afraid, that’s what I’ve
been told to tell you. She’s fed up with you. She says
you’re a lazy, selfish parasite and it’s time you were
taught a lesson.
DON JUAN: She didn’t say parasite.
LEPORELLO: No that bit was me… but she’s not been
impressed with the way you’ve been behaving lately –
you’ve been neglecting her. Not a very good idea.
DON JUAN: But I would do anything for her, Leporello.
Her beauty captivates my poor, weary heart, yet it soars
again at the thought that she might cast but a glance in
my –
LEPORELLO: Yeh, all right. Give it a rest. This is your
trusty servant you’re talking to, remember. I’ve heard you
giving the same horse do-do to women the length and
breadth of Spain.
DON JUAN: What can I do to appease her?
LEPORELLO: An honest day’s work or rather seven. She
says if you can make a success of this wine bar in a week
then you can return to your old life as a Spanish
Nobleman. But if you’re lazy and this place remains empty
then you’ll be stuck here for good.
DON JUAN: I must serve grog to peasants in this grey
little tavern or I can not go home?
LEPORELLO: More than that master I’m afraid, it’s got to
be full by the end of the week or Toadsville’s your
permanent address. (HE LOOKS AROUND) Looks like
you’ve got your work cut out.
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