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And ceiling and walls...

...slide back and forth...

...giving a different look to the same space

Where's the bridal suite?

That's up to you

More sleight of hand!

- The living room? - Here

Outside?

One panel glides...

I see

- And another... - ...slides

The whole play-house...

Rock solid, from floor to ceiling

A house made of air

This is the maid, who's already serving your bride

The cook, the house-boy

- They're a little overwhelmed - Names?

Wisp of Cloud

Rising Sun

Scented Breeze

Is Your Honour smiling?

Ocunama said, "Troubles fade at a smile"

A smile opens the gate to paradise

Perfume of the gods, the fountain of life

Ocunama said, "Troubles fade at a smile"

All over the world women witter on like that

- What are you looking at? - To see if the bride is on her way

- So everything's ready? - Everything

What a perfect marriage broker!

We'll be joined by the Registrar, the relatives...

...your consul, and the bride

You sign the contract and then you're married

Are there lots of relatives?

Bride's mother, granny, her uncle, the Bonze...

...who won't be deigning to attend

Between cousins and others...

...let's say two dozen

As for descendants...

...Your Honour and lovely Butterfly will provide

What a perfect marriage broker!

Clambering in this heat, out of breath, stumbling

The Consul's here

Those pebbles have finished me off

Welcome

Some refreshments, Goro

- It's high up - But it's beautiful

Nagasaki, the sea, the harbour

And a little house you conjure out of nothing

- Yours? - I bought it for 999 years

But I can break the contract any month

Here, houses and contracts are equally flexible

- And the smart man takes advantage - Sure

The carefree American is all over the world...

...doing deals and having a good time

He drops anchor wherever he lands up

A milk punch or a whisky?

He drops anchor wherever he lands up...

...until his ship is hit by a squall

He's not satisfied unless he's acquired every treasure...

Quite a casual gospel

...and the love of every pretty girl

A casual gospel...

...that makes for an easy life but leaves a sadness in your heart

If he takes a knock, he picks himself back up again

His talents work wherever he goes

So I'm marrying Japanese-style for 999 years

- With a monthly get-out - Quite a casual gospel

America for ever!

Is the bride pretty?

A garland of fresh flowers, a beam of golden starlight

And all for 100 yen

If you're interested, I have a wide range...

Go and get her

What's got into you? Are you so utterly in love?

I don't know. It depends what type of love

I couldn't say if it's love or an infatuation

But she's certainly captivated me with her innocent ways

She's as delicate as a glass figurine

She looks like one of those figures on a screen

Then suddenly she steps out from that shiny lacquer background

Like a butterfly, she lands with silent gracefulness

Then I have to pursue her...

...even if I damage her wings

She came to the Consulate the other day

I didn't see her, but I heard her speak

I was struck by the sound of her voice

She sounded like someone truly in love

It would be a terrible thing to tear off her wings...

...and maybe break a trusting heart

You're a kind man...

...but don't get carried away

People of your age tend to take a bleak view

- Where's the harm... - That timid little voice...

- ...in guiding her towards love? - ...should never utter a sad word

- Whisky? - Another glass

Here's to your family back home

And here's to the day when I have a proper wedding...

...with a proper American bride

They've arrived at the top of the hill

I can hear their girlish chatter, like rustling leaves

Boundless sky, boundless sea

One more step. Wait

The joyful breath of spring wafts over land and sea

The happy chatter of youth!

I'm the happiest girl in Japan, no, in the world

My friends, I've answered the call of love

I stand at the threshold of love...

...where joy awaits all the living and all the dead

My friends, I've answered the call of love

We've arrived

B. F. Pinkerton. Bow

- May fortune smile on you - Our respects

Was the climb a little hard?

For a well-mannered bride, impatience is more taxing

What an exquisite compliment

I know more lovely ones

Gems, I'm sure

- If you'd like... - No, thank you

Miss Butterfly, your name suits you to perfection

Are you from Nagasaki?

Yes, sir, from a family that was once prosperous

Isn't that so?

That is so

No one ever admits to being born poor

Every vagabond boasts of illustrious forebears

I was once wealthy, but the wind can topple the strongest oak

And we earned our living as geishas

- Didn't we? - We did

I'm not ashamed to admit it

Does that make you laugh?

Why? It's the way of the world

The way she talks excites me

- Do you have any sisters? - No, I have my mother

A distinguished lady

But unfortunately very poor

And your father?

Dead

- How old are you? - Guess

- Ten - Higher

- Twenty - Lower

Fifteen exactly, old already

Fifteen!

- The age for playing - And getting married

The Imperial Commissioner, the Registrar, the relatives

Hurry it along

What a comedy, this line-up...

...of my sale-or-return family

That must be my mother-in-law lurking behind that fan

And that down-and-out is the crazy, drunken uncle

She thinks she's better than you because he chose her

- They'll divorce - Let's hope so

She's lost her looks

Could you please keep the noise down!

- Is there any wine? - Let's have a look

I saw some, the colour of crimson tea

Goro offered him to me but I said no

He couldn't be more handsome, he's like a king!

Could you please keep the noise down!

You're a lucky man, Pinkerton

Yes, she's like a flower

Her exotic fragrance has turned my head

I've never seen a lovelier girl than this Butterfly

Her trust, and the contract may seem a joke to you...

...but watch out, they're real to her

Come here, Mummy. Listen

One, two, three, everyone bow

Come, my love

Do you like the little house?

Mr B. F. Pinkerton, forgive me...

May I... a few things

- Where are they? - Here. Do you mind?

Of course not, my lovely Butterfly

Handkerchiefs, a pipe

A sash, a clasp, a mirror, a fan

- That jar? - Rouge

- Oh no! - Don't you like it?

Away!

- What's this? - This is sacred for me

Can't I see it?

There are too many people. Forgive me

The Mikado sent it to her father, inviting him...

- And her father? - Obeyed

Hotoke

What did you call these puppets?

They're the souls of my ancestors

Oh, my respects

Yesterday, I went to the Mission all alone, in secret

With my new life I can adopt a new religion

My uncle, the Bonze, doesn't know, nor does my family

I follow my destiny...

...and bow before Mr Pinkerton's god

It's my destiny

Kneeling at your side in the same little church...

...I shall pray to the same god

To make you happy I'd even forget my own people

My only love!

Silence, everyone

Permission is granted to Benjamin Franklin Pinkerton...

...lieutenant on the gunboat Lincoln of the US Navy...

...North America...

...and the young woman Butterfly, of the Omura district, Nagasaki...

...to join in matrimony. He of his own free will

She, with the consent of her relatives, here as witnesses

The bridegroom

Then the bride

It's all done

Madam Butterfly

Madam B. F. Pinkerton

Best wishes

Thank you

- Is the Consul going down? - I'll come with you

- See you tomorrow - Fine

- May you have many children - I'll see what I can do

Be careful

At home with the family!

Let's get this over with, but decently

- O Kami! - A toast to our new bond

Cio-Cio-San!

Abomination!

The Bonze

Can we get rid of this killjoy?

What did you do at the Mission?

- Answer, Cio-Cio-San - What's this madman on about?

Answer, what did you do?

How can you not be in tears? Is this the outcome?

She has disowned us all

Disowned our ancient religion

Kami Sarundasico!

Your soul is in mortal danger

That's enough of that!

Everyone come with me. She has disowned us

And we disown you

Get out at once

I'm not having any mumbo-jumbo in my house

Don't cry, little one, over those croaking frogs

They're still shrieking

All the Bonzes in Japan...

...aren't worth a single tear from your lovely eyes

Really?

I won't cry any more. I almost don't care...

...because of your words that sound so sweet

What are you doing to my hand?

I was told that over there...

...this was the highest sign of respect

Who's that mumbling?

It's Suzuki saying her evening prayer

- Night is falling - Darkness, and peace

- You're here alone - Alone and rejected...

Rejected...

...and happy

Close up

Yes, just us two

- Shut out the world - And the raging Bonze

Suzuki, my robes

Good night

I've been longing to take off this sash

She squirrels out of her dress

To think this plaything is my wife!

He's smiling and watching

- But she has such grace... - I'd like to hide away

...that I'm suddenly gripped by desire

That angry voice is still cursing me

Rejected Butterfly

Rejected, and happy

Child with those spell-binding eyes, now you're all mine

I love the sight of your dark hair

...against your white robes

I'm like the goddess of the moon...

...who comes down from the night sky

To capture hearts

And wrap them in a white cloak

Then she takes them back into the realm above

But in all this time you still haven't said you love me

Does the goddess know the words that satisfy burning desires?

She might not want to say them in case they mean her death

A foolish fear, love doesn't kill

It brings life and smiling, heavenly joy

As it does now, in your wide, almond eyes

You're now the centre of my universe

I liked you the moment I saw you

You're tall and strong, you laugh without a care

You say things I've never heard before

I'm happy now

Love me, just a little

The way you love a child

Love me

Here we're used to little things...

...quiet and subtle affections...

...but boundless as the sky and deep as the sea

Let me kiss those hands I love

My fragile Butterfly, so well named

I heard that overseas, if a butterfly falls into the hands of man...

...it's pierced with a pin...

...and fixed to a board

There's a bit of truth in that, and do you know why?

To stop it flying away again

I hold you, fluttering in my grasp. You're mine

- For ever - Come to me

Cast out the fear you feel in your heart

It's a peaceful night. Look, the whole world's asleep

- Soft night - Come to me

I've never seen the stars look so lovely

Come, it's a peaceful night

Look, the whole world's asleep

Soft night. I've never seen the stars look so lovely

Each star is twinkling like an eye

- All those eyes looking down... - I hold you, fluttering in my grasp

...looking down from the heavens, over the shores, over the sea

- The heavens are smiling - Look: the whole world's asleep

Ecstatic with love, the heavens are smiling

Izanagi, Izanami, Sarundasico, Kami

Oh, my head!

Tensho Kodai...

...make Butterfly never cry again

The Japanese gods are fat and lazy

I'm sure the American god answers prayers much more quickly

But I'm afraid he doesn't know we're here

Suzuki, will we soon be destitute?

This is all we have left

We've spent too much

If he doesn't come back soon, we're ruined

- But he is coming back - He is

Why else would he get the Consul to pay the rent?

Tell me that

Why take such care with the locks...

...if he never meant to return?

I don't know

Don't you?

I'll tell you. To keep out my pestering relatives

And inside, to guard his wife

His wife, me, Butterfly

You never hear of a foreign husband coming back to his nest

Silence, or I'll kill you

That last morning, I asked him if he would return

His heart was heavy, but he smiled to conceal his sadness

"Butterfly, my little wife, I'll be back when the roses bloom"

"In the season when the robins nest again"

- He'll be back - Let's hope

Say it with me: he'll be back

He'll be back

Why are you crying?

You lack faith. Listen

One fine day we'll see a thread of smoke rising...

...out on the horizon, and then the ship will appear

The white ship will sail into port

It will fire its cannon. Can you see? He's back

I don't go down to meet him

I stand on the brow of the hill, and wait

And the long wait means nothing

Out of the bustling town...

...comes a man, a tiny dot, heading for the hill

Who can it be?

And when he arrives, what will he say?

He'll call "Butterfly!" from afar

I'll say nothing, but stay hidden

Partly to tease, and partly...

...so as not to die when we first meet again.

He'll be a little overcome, and call, "Little wife, verbena blossom!"

The names he used to call to me when he was here

This will all come true, I promise you

Keep your fear to yourself. With a faith that can't be shaken...

...I'm waiting for him

She's there. Go in

Excuse me

- Madam Butterfly - Madam Pinkerton, please

- My dear Mr Consul - Do you recognise me?

Welcome to an American home

Thank you

Are your ancestors well?

I hope so

- Do you smoke? - No, thank you

- I have here... - I see the sky is blue today

Thank you. I have...

Do you prefer American cigarettes?

- I have to show you... - Here

I've had a letter from Benjamin Franklin Pinkerton

- Really? Is he well? - Perfectly

I am the happiest woman in Japan

- May I ask you a question? - Please do

In America, when do the robins make their nests?

- I beg your pardon? - Earlier or later than here?

But why?

My husband promised to return in that happy season...

...when the robins nest again

Here they've nested three times, but there they might not nest so often

Who's laughing? Oh, that nasty man

- I'm enjoying... - Silence

He dared to... No, first answer my question

I'm very sorry, I don't know. I haven't studied ornithology

- Orni... - ...thology

- So you don't know - No. We were saying...

Yes, as soon as Pinkerton set sail...

...Goro besieged me with proposals...

...for one new husband or another

Now he's promising a fortune for an idiot

A rich man, Yamadori.

She's destitute. Her relatives have all cut her off

Look, here he comes

Yamadori, still not discouraged by the pains of love?

Will you still slit your wrists if I don't kiss you?

Unrequited love is one of the greatest trials in life

You've had so many wives you must be used to it

Divorce has set me free from every one

You're too kind

I swear I'd be true to you

(I won't be able to read the message)

Villas, servants, gold. A princely palace at Omura

- I'm not free to wed - She thinks she's still married

I don't think so, I am

- But the law... - I don't know about that

It states that abandonment is the same as divorce

Japanese law

Not the law of my country

- Which one? - The United States

The poor woman

Of course, throwing out your wife...

...is what they call divorce here

But in America you can't do that

- Can you? - No, but...

There, a stern judge says to the husband...

"So you want to leave. Do tell us why"

"I'm fed up being married"

Then the judge says, "Scoundrel, off to gaol"

Tea, Suzuki

Did you hear that?

Her utter blindness is so distressing

Pinkerton's ship has been sighted

If she sees him again...

He won't show his face. I came expressly to tell her

Your Honour...

What tiresome people

I leave you my heart, heavy with sorrow. But I still hope

As you wish

- If you would only... - Unfortunately, I won't

Come and sit here. Shall we read this letter?

Let me press it to my lips and to my heart

You're the kindest man in the world. Begin

"Will you have a look for that beautiful girl..."

- Does it really say that? - Yes, but if you keep on...

I won't say another word

"Three years have gone by since those happy days"

He's been counting too

"Butterfly might not now remember me"

Not remember him? Suzuki, tell him

"Not now remember me..."

Patience!

"If she still loves me and is waiting for me..."

Such sweet words! Blessed letter

"...I'd like you please to discreetly prepare her..."

- He's coming back! When? - "...for the blow..."

- When? - For goodness' sake!

I have to stop this now. Damn that Pinkerton!

What would you do, Madam Butterfly...

...if he were never to come back again?

There are two things I could do

Go back to entertaining people with my songs

Or else, better, die

It pains me to shatter your illusions

Accept that rich man Yamadori's proposal

Can you really be saying this to me?

God almighty, what can I do?

Quick, Suzuki, His Honour is leaving

- Are you sending me away? - Please, no more

I was brutal, it's true

You cause me such pain

It's nothing

I thought I would die

But it passes as quickly as the clouds across the sea

Has he forgotten me?

And this?

Will he be able to forget this too?

Is it his?

Who ever saw a blue-eyed Japanese child?

These lips, these golden curls?

Of course. Does Pinkerton know?

No

He was born when he was in that vast land of his

But you'll write to say a son without equal is waiting for him

Tell me if he doesn't then rush across land and sea

Do you know what that man had the heart to think?

That your mother will have to take you in her arms...

...and wander the streets in the wind and rain...

...to earn the money to feed and clothe you

And stretch out her hand to the pitying people...

...crying, "Hear my sorrowful song!"

"Take pity on an unhappy mother"

Then Butterfly's ghastly fate will be to dance for you

And as she used to do, the geisha will sing

And the joyful song will end with a sob

No, not that

A profession of dishonour

Dead! Never dance again

I'd rather end my life

Death!

How sad

I'm going back down. Will you excuse me?

Give him your hand

Lovely golden hair. What do they call you?

Say, today my name is Sorrow

But write to my Daddy and tell him the day he returns...

...my name will be Joy

Your father will hear, you have my word

Wasp! Cursed toad!

- What happened? - That vampire!

He's always spreading the tale...

...that no one knows who the father is

I only said that in America...

...when a child like that is born...

...he will always be an outcast

You're lying!

Say that again and I'll kill you

You'll see, my little love, my pain and my comfort

You'll see, my little love

He'll come and take us far away to his country

The harbour cannon!

A battleship

White... The stars and stripes...

It's going to drop anchor

Steady my hand so I can make out the name

The name...

There it is: Abraham Lincoln

They were all lying

I was the only one who knew

Only I, who love him

See how foolish it was to doubt?

He's here

Just when they were all saying, "Weep and despair"

My love has triumphed

My love and my faith have triumphed

He's coming back and he loves me

Shake the cherry-tree and cover me with flowers

Let me cool my burning brow in its fragrant shower

Calm yourself, you're crying

No, I'm laughing. How long will we have to wait?

- What do you think, an hour? - Longer

Two hours, perhaps

Cover everything with flowers like a sky filled with stars

Fetch the flowers

- All the flowers? - All of them

Peach blossom, violet, jasmine

Every flower from every tree

The garden will look like winter

I want all the fragrance of spring

The garden will look like winter

- Take these - Pick more

You often came to this hedge to look...

...far out to sea, with tears in your eyes

The sea has returned him. I want nothing more

I gave my tears to the soil it gives me back flowers

The garden is bare

Come and help me

- Roses across the threshold - I want all the fragrance of spring

Let us scatter April flowers all around

I want all the fragrance of spring

- Lilies, violets? - Scatter them all around

Let us scatter April flowers all around

Let us scatter morning glory, lilies and violets all around

Let's scatter handfuls of violets and roses

Verbena flowers, petals from every flower

Now come and make me beautiful

No, first bring me the child

My looks have faded

Too many sighs passed my lips

My eyes stared too hard into the distance

Put a touch of rouge on my cheeks

You too, little one...

...so the wait doesn't make you pale

Don't move while I arrange your hair

What will they say! And the Bonze...

...already pleased to see me hurt

And Yamadori pining away!

All of them ridiculed and humiliated

It's done

Bring the sash I wore as a bride

I want him to see me dressed the way I was that first day

And a red poppy in my hair

Like this

We'll make three little spy-holes in the shoji

And we'll wait as quiet as mice

It's daybreak

Cio-Cio-San

He'll come, you'll see

Go and rest

I'll call you when he comes

Sleep, my love. Sleep pressed to my heart

You are with God and I am with my grief

Golden starbeams for you. Sleep, my child

Poor Butterfly

Who's there?

Hush!

Don't waken her

She was so tired

She stayed up all night waiting for you with the child

How did she know?

For three years she's checked every ship

Its colour and its flag

Didn't I tell you?

- I'll call her - No, not yet

Last night she wanted to scatter flowers

Didn't I tell you?

How sad

Who's outside in the garden?

A woman

- Hush! - Who is it?

Best tell her everything

- Who is she? - She's with me

- Who is she? - She's his wife

Blessed souls of our ancestors!

The sun has been blotted out for the little one

We chose to come early to see you alone, Suzuki

To see if you can help in her moment of trial

What good would that do?

I know that nothing can ever console her

But we have to think of the child's future

- The bitter scent... - That lady...

- ...of these flowers - ...who doesn't dare enter...

- ...is like poison to my heart - ...will care for him like a mother

- You want me to ask a mother...? - This room hasn't changed

- Talk to her... - But now there's a chill of death

...bring her here

It might even be better if Butterfly sees her

Then she'll grasp the truth

Three years have gone by, and she's counted the days and hours

- Come along, Suzuki - I can't stay here

I'll wait for you on the path

Didn't I tell you?

You help her. I'm overwhelmed by remorse

Remember, I told you when she gave you her hand

"Be careful, she believes in this." And my words have proved right

Deaf to advice, deaf to doubt, vilified...

...she put her whole heart into waiting for you

I've suddenly realised the harm I've done

I feel this anguish will never leave me

On your way. She'll learn the sad truth alone

Goodbye, flowery refuge of happiness and love

The sight of her gentle face will torture me for the rest of my life

I'm sure she's already guessed

I can't bear to see you look so desolate

Like a coward, I'm running away

I can't bear to see you look so desolate

I'm a coward

Will you tell her?

I promise

Will you advise her to entrust...?

- I promise - I'll bring him up like my own son

I believe you. But I need to be alone with her

At this terrible time, alone

Her tears will never end

Suzuki! Where are you?

I'm here. I was praying and tidying up

No, don't come in

He's here! Where is he hiding?

There's the Consul

But where...?

He's not here

That woman...

What does she want from me?

Everyone's silent

Why are you crying?

No, don't tell me anything

I might suddenly fall down dead

Suzuki, you're so kind, don't cry

Just quietly say yes or no

- Is he alive? - Yes

But he's not coming back. They've told you

You wasp! Answer me

- Never again - But he arrived yesterday?

Yes

That woman is making me so frightened

She's the innocent cause of all your misfortune

Forgive her

She's his wife

That's the end of everything for me

Be brave!

They want to take all I have

My son

Make the sacrifice for his sake

What a sad mother...

...abandoning my son

Very well, I have to obey him

Can you forgive me, Butterfly?

Beneath the arc of heaven there's no woman happier than you

Never be sad on my account

- The poor little thing - It's a terrible shame

Will she give up her son?

I'll give him up if he comes to collect him

Come up the hill in half an hour

Your heart is beating like the wings of a trapped moth

There's too much light from outside and too much spring

Close up

Where's the child?

Playing. Shall I call him?

Let him play. Go and keep him company

- I'll stay with you - Go, I order you

"He who can no longer live with honour dies with honour"

You?

My little god, my love, the flower of lily and rose

Never know that it's for you...

...that Butterfly is dying

So that you can cross the seas...

...and grow up without the pain...

...of knowing your mother abandoned you

You came down to me from the throne of paradise

Look closely at your mother's face

Let some trace of it remain with you

Look well. Goodbye, my little love

Go and play

Butterfly!