French drama -- 18th century -- Translations into English
Peacock
True. But, between you and me, they only sell them. They actually
prefer stuffed dates.
Dudley
Really--well, how about a nice roast beef?
Peacock
Nothing is more indigestible.
Dudley
Give me pork, then.
Peacock
Too likely to have trichinosis. Dirty.
Dudley
Too dirty, too sweet, too hard, too fatty. What the devil do you want
me to eat?
Peacock
An ounce of fresh cheese?
Dudley
Fresh cheese?
Peacock
With two or three glasses of laxatives.
Dudley
I am dead and buried
(Enter Trippet.)
Trippet
Sir, there's a man down there who insists on speaking to you.
Peacock (going out)
Let's see what he wants of us.
(Exit Peacock.)
Dudley
Ah!
Trippet
You sigh! What caused you to sigh like that, my poor Dudley?
Dudley
They're going to bleed me again and give me an enema.
Trippet
What's wrong with you?
Dudley
They say I have extended diaphragm muscles, and I don't know how many
other maladies. Yet, I don't feel a bit sick.
Trippet
That's terrible, my friend, that's terrible. Not to know what's wrong.
Dudley
Since I've been in this house, I've lost more blood than I did in
twenty years as a soldier.
Trippet
I believe it.
Dudley
Doctor Peacock intends to make me the last survivor of my group--but
if this keeps up, I won't last another month.
Trippet
That's a chance you take.
Dudley
Let's speak openly. Even if I survive the bleeding, I won't survive
the diet. I'll starve.
Trippet
He practices austerity in his own eating habits.
Dudley
Aie! How can I resist him. He thinks I'm weak and prescribes for my
maladies. He watches my food. He forbids me wine. Damn his medicine
and science. It would be better not to interfere with nature.
Trippet
To forbid wine to a man of your type is the same as forbidding women
to a man of a different sort.
Dudley
Trippet, my dear Trippet, are you capable of pity?
Trippet
Without a doubt. What can I do for you?
Dudley
You run the house. If you would give me a bottle of wine, I will owe
you my life.
Trippet
Heaven preserve me from doing such a thing. If the doctor has
forbidden you wine then that proves it isn't good for you.
Dudley (kneeling)
I beg you, on my knees.
Trippet
Useless prayer.
Dudley
At least give me a pork chop.
Trippet
Not a slice!
Dudley
Ah, if only I were young again. You'd give me the keys to the wine
cellar.
Trippet
I wouldn't bet on that.
Peacock (entering and seeing Dudley on his knees to Trippet)
Ah, Dudley! How passionate you are! My God! That's no way to prepare
for an enema. Come along, return to your room and try to calm yourself
while waiting for the return of Mr. Flem. (Dudley leaves) That's
funny, really.
Trippet
Do you have any idea what he wanted from me?
Peacock
It's not really difficult to figure out. Dirty old gallows-bird.
Trippet
He was trying to cajole me with his sweet talk and passionate
gestures--but I'm not that kind of woman.
Peacock
Good, Trippet. Don't give in to human weakness.
Trippet
I'd let him croak before he could have any.
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