Don Carlos is a five-act grand opera composed by Giuseppe Verdi to a French language libretto by Camille du Locle and Joseph Méry, based on the dramatic play Don Carlos, Infant von Spanien (Don Carlos, Infante of Spain) by Friedrich Schiller. When performed in Italian, the opera is called Don Carlo. The story is based on conflicts in the life of Carlos, Prince of Asturias (1545–1568), after his betrothed Elisabeth of Valois was married instead to his father Philip II of Spain as part of the peace treaty ending the Italian War of 1551-1559 between the Houses of Habsburg and Valois. It was commissioned and produced by the Théâtre Impérial de l’Opéra (Paris Opera) and premiered at the company's theatre, the Salle Le Peletier, on 11 March 1867.
Over the following twenty years, cuts and additions were made to the opera, resulting in a number of versions being available to directors and conductors. No other Verdi opera exists in so many versions. At its full-length (including the ballet and the cuts made before the first performance), it contains about four hours of music and is Verdi's longest opera.
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When John's father is killed in the line of duty, he vows to become a cop himself. While working as a bail bondsman with his father's old partner, a messy arrest threatens his chances at the academy. Through an unlikely series of events, he gets entangled with organized crime and is offered a clear record in exchange for a few months of service. Seeing no alternative, he takes the deal. As John finds himself getting pulled deeper and deeper into the mob, he discovers he is being set up to take the fall for the Don, who is facing a lifetime in prison. In order to clear his name, he seeks out three extreme characters: Samuel is your average street rat who fancies himself an aristocrat, and has been looking to get himself a nickname for months. After watching a British heist film, he models himself after the characters in it, and tries to establish himself as a legitimate criminal. A run in with the mob leaves him with the nickname he's been dreaming about, and all of organized crime out to get him. Anne and Andy are twins with a dark childhood that has left them emotionally scarred and seeking revenge on their father. When a feud with the mob becomes more than they can handle, and they discover that a certain judge is gunning for their heads, they join John and Samuel, and the group sets their plans in motion.
Keywords: action-hero, independent-film
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Benjamin, home-schooled by his eccentric mother, is a loner whose passion for writing leads him on an journey as his story first gets ripped off by the legendary fantasy novelist, Ronald Chevalier, and then is adapted into a disastrous movie by the small town's most prolific homespun filmmaker.
Chevalier: And finally we have a young-ling trying to penetrate the secrets of the human mind. You won't do it like that young-ling... You must use friendship.
Brutus: Oh my holy crap, surveillance does... I hate those. This is ridiculous, that's the most well guarded yeast factory I've ever seen!
Judith: Guess what? I heated up the hot water bottle so you can sit on it while we drive!
Judith: Hey Benji! Remember who you are and what you stand for!
Tabatha: Can I borrow some money to buy some tampons? All of my cash is still in Euros and I haven't had time to change it over yet. [shifts uncomfortably in her seat]::Tabatha: [later] Sorry, they didn't have any, so I just bought some treats for me and Lonnie.
Tabatha: So when are you going to let me read one of your stories?::Benjamin: I don't know. Um... I usually don't let people read my stuff.::Tabatha: Why not?::Benjamin: I let my mom read a few but they just made her cry. Most people just get sicked out and stop reading.
Benjamin: Read this. It's called uh... Yeast Lords.
Brutus: You tell Lord Daecius to eat the corn outta my crap!
Chevalier: May the glistening chrome of the Borg Queen shed her light upon us all.
Tabatha: Well, you know, like all great writers, you're going to have to go through a lot of crap. But someday, you're junk will be seen by all, and it will be awesome.
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Forced by her father to marry a man she does not love in order to save him from financial ruin, Raffy runs away. Left with no choice but to fend for her own self, she takes on a secretarial job in a mining company. There she meets Bullet, an adventurous young man who, like her, has left home in order to save himself from a loveless arranged marriage. Together, Raffy and Bullet go through life. Coping up with it's ups and downs, learning about forgiveness, and discovering love in the process.
Raffy: How did you find me?::Bullet: Im a hunter::Raffy: Im not an animal::Bullet: You are a flower, a beautiful flower
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Beaucaire is a barber for the Royal French court who becomes a real "royal pain" for the king. As a result he is sent to the guillotine - however he is saved by the Duc de Chandre, who rescues and transports him to the Spanish court. While there Beaucaire poses as a noblesman. The only problem is, he gets into even more trouble.
Keywords: 18th-century, ambition, apple, apron, banishment, barber, based-on-novel, chambermaid, character-name-in-title, dandy
Mimi: Oh, you're so right. One look is enough.::Monsieur Beaucaire: That regal forehead runs in the family.::Mimi: The Hapsburg chin!::Monsieur Beaucaire: Got that from my mother.::Mimi: The Bourbon nose!::Monsieur Beaucaire: Got that from my father, drank like a fish!::Mimi: Those dark, flashing eyes - that soft lustrous hair!::Monsieur Beaucaire: You should see it after a rinse!
Count D'Armand: If you leave, you'll be cut in bits!::Monsieur Beaucaire: If I stay, bigger chunks!
King Louis XV: ...you know how I am about weddings.::The Queen of France: Do you remember? Louis? Our wedding?::King Louis XV: Hanh?::The Queen of France: Ours.::King Louis XV: [Recalling the past fondly] Of course, I do. Forty years ago. Ah, My Dear, you were the most beautiful, the most radiant woman in all France.::The Queen of France: Oh, Louis!::King Louis XV: Yes, My Dear, you were. When I look at you today... [Changing mood] Forty years is a long time!
King Louis XV: [to le Chandre, referring to his mistress, Madame Pompadour] Should I chance to find her, I'm afraid I shall have your head... [to Beaucaire]... and yours too!::Monsieur Beaucaire: Naturally! Two heads are better than one!
Monsieur Beaucaire: [Referring to the guillotine] What a way to die!::Count D'Armand: Be brave my friend. You wanted to go anyway.::Monsieur Beaucaire: But like a man, not like a salami!
Count D'Armand: Go on! Help him!::Monsieur Beaucaire: Who me?::Count D'Armand: Yes, you! You're a man. You've got blood in your veins.::Monsieur Beaucaire: I wanna keep it there. It's the squirty kind.