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Friday 25th of January 2008

Written by Mat Cuts

ir, this all very well, I myself love to be occupied by philosophy, but now, unfortunately, for it there is no time, since Mr.

director requested you to immediately undertake this matter. Bezhar. Thus. ^Immediately.

(Is opened letter.

) Yes, I this sensed. O, Brendavuan. Good-bye, old dove cote, to today's evening. _{Well, by the road Brendavuan, into the appreciation for this letter obtain the role Of brendavuana.} Brendavuan.

Show mercy, sir, I never in the life played on the scene.

Bezhar. Those more interesting to you it will be. Brendavuan. Sir, show mercy, I indeed not actor, but the servant of Mr. of director.

Bezhar.

Servant you will play, especially as Mr. Moliere it is clear you and it described. Do not tire me, Brendavuan, call company. Brendavuan disappears in the section of curtain. Music calms down. Chambord… o, my poor fantasy, to what it is not sufficient to you the nutmeg fault. With what enjoyment I would have a talk with the friends in the old To dove cote, it would play in the bone. I feel not the least desire to fall now into the embraces of Muza. Ah, here and curtain. Curtain is revealed. Scene is dark. Fire, Brendavuan, fire. O, the dark mouth, which swallows me to ezhevecherne for twenty years, and today to me not to avoid you. Gm… I not in voice today… About you, source and desperation and inspiration… But, the features take, I will for long wait until. Hatchways are opened, and the characters rise of them with the lamps. Hubert. In what the matter, lame. Bezhar. New play. Tomorrow play in king in Chambord. Thus, Moliere is sick. I will bring rehearsal. _{Po- I please you, you do not shout all in at one time, I I hear nothing.}

Brendavuan, breather.

Brendavuan.

Sir, it here.

Bezhar.

Thus, I will be brief. Mr. Moliere fell ill, and I will play the main thing Jourdain's role. Salt in the fact that I descended from the mind. Hubert. I long ago this began to note. Bezhar. Hubert. :. I want to say, I, i.e.

, Jourdain, Parisian petty bourgeois, rich man, was obsessed by what he - notable noble, here and everything.

(To mrs. Moliere.) By Lucille - its daughter. It is fascinating, however, as and you in life. Mrs. Moliere disappears. (To Lagrange .) Kleont - beloved. Lagrange disappears. Mrs. thickets - Dorimena, marquise, sly, deceitful woman. By no means such as you in the life. Mrs. thickets disappears. Mr. Latoriler - marquises Of dorant, swindler. You will excuse. Mr. Latoriler disappears. Mrs. Of boval. Nicole, servant of Lucille, in a word, everything is understandable. The mrs. Of boval disappears. To dyu Of kruazi - pedant, philosopher Pankrass. To dyu Of kruazi. Allow, you is too brief. At least I did know, in what the matter. Bezhar. Philibert, me whether you to teach. In what the essence of pedant. Wig, ridiculous hat, raincoat. Fall through, To dyu Of kruazi.

To dyu Of kruazi it disappears in the hatchway, then it jumps out in the form Pedant.

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