Transcript written by and used with the courtesey of Angela Sugden
Don Juan (voice)
My name is Don Juan De Marco. I am the son of the great swordsman, Antonio Garibaldi De Marco. Who was tragically killed defending the honour of my
mother, the beautiful, Dona Inez Santiago de San Martine. I am the world’s greatest lover. I have made love to over a thousand women.I was
twenty-one last Tuesday.
mother, the beautiful, Dona Inez Santiago de San Martine. I am the world’s greatest lover. I have made love to over a thousand women.I was
twenty-one last Tuesday.
Doorman
Good evening, sir.
Don Juan
Good evening, Nicholas.
Don Juan (voice)
No woman has ever left my arms unsatisfied. Only one has rejected me. And as fortune would have it, she is the only one who has ever mattered.
This is why, at twenty-one, I had determined to end my life. But first… one final conquest.
This is why, at twenty-one, I had determined to end my life. But first… one final conquest.
Don Juan
May I?
Woman
Um, well actually… I’m expecting a friend, er, he’s been delayed, but he should be here soon.
Don Juan
Well, I will not linger. I am Don Juan.
Woman
That’s very funny. Is there a costume party at the hotel?
Don Juan
No. I am Don Juan. Directly descended from the noblest Spanish family.
Woman
And you seduce women.
Don Juan
No. I, I never take advantage of a woman. I give women pleasure… if they desire it. It is of course, the greatest pleasure they will ever
experience. There are some women… fine featured, a certain texture to the hair, a curve to the ears that, that is sweeps like a turn on a shell.
These women… have fingers, with the same sensitivities as their legs. The fingertips have the same feelings as their feet, and when you
touch their knuckles, it is like passing your hands along their knees. And this, tender, fleshy part of the finger, is the same as brushing your
hands along their thighs. And… finally…
experience. There are some women… fine featured, a certain texture to the hair, a curve to the ears that, that is sweeps like a turn on a shell.
These women… have fingers, with the same sensitivities as their legs. The fingertips have the same feelings as their feet, and when you
touch their knuckles, it is like passing your hands along their knees. And this, tender, fleshy part of the finger, is the same as brushing your
hands along their thighs. And… finally…
Don Juan (voice)
Every woman is a mystery to be solved. But a woman hides nothing from a true lover. Her skin colour can tell us how to proceed… a hue like the
blush of a rose, pink and pale, and she must be coaxed to open her petals with a warmth like the sun. The pale and dappled skin of the red-head
calls for the lust of a wave crashing to the shore, so we may stir up what lies beneath and bring the foamy delight of love to the surface.
Although there is no metaphor that truly describes making love to a woman… the closest is playing a rare musical instrument. I wonder, does a
Stradivarius violin feel the same rapture as the violinist, when he coaxes a single perfect note from its heart?
blush of a rose, pink and pale, and she must be coaxed to open her petals with a warmth like the sun. The pale and dappled skin of the red-head
calls for the lust of a wave crashing to the shore, so we may stir up what lies beneath and bring the foamy delight of love to the surface.
Although there is no metaphor that truly describes making love to a woman… the closest is playing a rare musical instrument. I wonder, does a
Stradivarius violin feel the same rapture as the violinist, when he coaxes a single perfect note from its heart?
Don Juan
Muchas gracias, senorita.
Don Juan (voice)
Every true lover knows that the moment of greatest satisfaction comes when ecstasy is long over. And he beholds before him the flower which has
blossomed beneath his touch.
blossomed beneath his touch.
Man
Sorry I’m late, honey, it was unavoidable. I hope you went ahead without me.
Don Juan (voice)
Oh, well. Now I must die.
Jack Mickler
Hey.
Det. Tobias
Evening, Jack.
Jack Mickler
How you doing, my man? And, er, you’re putting on a little weight in here.
Det. Tobias
Well, you know…
Jack Mickler
What?
Det. Tobias
You and me been going to the same bakery. Sorry to do this to you, Jack. But this is a job that only ‘super-shrink’ can handle. He’s a…
jumper to be reckoned with, I’m telling you.
jumper to be reckoned with, I’m telling you.
Jack Mickler
What’s the costume?
Det. Tobias
He’s Don Juan. He, er, wishes to end his life, er, gloriously. He wants us to send our finest swordsman to do battle with him, preferably…
preferably Don Francisco de Silva.
preferably Don Francisco de Silva.
Jack Mickler
Did he, actually say this?
Det. Tobias
Well, he’s up there.
Jack Mickler
How do you get in here?
Det. Tobias
Over here.
Voice
Ready now.
Jack Mickler
Are you sure this is how Freud started?
Det. Tobias
What do I know, I’m just a dumb cop.
Jack Mickler
Very true.
Don Juan
Where is Don Francisco de Silva? I will fight none other.
Jack Mickler
Er…
Don Juan
Where is he?!
Jack Mickler
Don Francisco de Silva left for Majorca on this weekend, but I am his uncle, Don Octavio de Florez.
Don Juan
Oh, this will not do. I must die at the hands of Don Francisco. I am Don Juan De Marco.
Jack Mickler
You… are the Don Juan?
Don Juan
This is correct.
Jack Mickler
Why, with so many successes, does the great Don Juan wish to end his life?
Don Juan
Because there is nothing left to live for.
Jack Mickler
Do you mean to say there is nothing at all?
Don Juan
Not when my Dona Ana is everything.
Jack Mickler
Ah, her name is Dona Ana.
Don Juan
Now you understand why I must die. I ask only that it be at the hands of Don Francisco, so it may be said I died in glory from a worthy opponent.
Jack Mickler
Don Juan, this young woman… Dona Ana, must be very special. I would like so much to hear about her.
Don Juan
Have you ever met a woman who, inspires you to love… until your every sense is filled with her? You inhale her, you taste her, you see your
unborn children in her eyes, and know that your heart has at last found a home. Your life begins with her, and without her, it must surely end.
unborn children in her eyes, and know that your heart has at last found a home. Your life begins with her, and without her, it must surely end.
Jack Mickler
I have no doubt that losing a love like this can be very painful, but, why lose hope along with life? Why lose everything? You must not forget,
my friend, that the power of your love, the power of the love of Don Juan is eternal, and will not be denied.
my friend, that the power of your love, the power of the love of Don Juan is eternal, and will not be denied.
Don Juan
I apologise… for this unmanly display, Don Octavio.
Jack Mickler
Please.
Don Juan
I accept.
Jack Mickler
Bravo. Bravo.
Security Guard
Hey. Morning Doc.
Jack Mickler
Whit male, aged twenty-one, brought in on a ten day paper after a suicidal gesture. Apparently precipitated by a, break up of a relationship,
and the patient indicates no previous history of suicide, no record of any prior hospitalisation. There’s no record of anything, school, jail,
mother, father, parents. And this kid is… wazako, and is severely delusional… and believes he is somebody else.
and the patient indicates no previous history of suicide, no record of any prior hospitalisation. There’s no record of anything, school, jail,
mother, father, parents. And this kid is… wazako, and is severely delusional… and believes he is somebody else.
Woman Doctor
Anybody we know?
Jack Mickler
Name’s Don Juan. I’m not kidding you.
Paul Showalter
Let’s settle down now, and, er…
Jack Mickler
I’m always the bad boy in these.
Paul Showalter
Jack. Who wants him?
Jack Mickler
I do.
Paul Showalter
Wait a minute.
Jack Mickler
Don’t be exasperated.
Paul Showalter
Jack, wait a minute. Are you not retiring?
Jack Mickler
Of course I’m retiring, but I think this’d make a hell of a swan song.
Paul Showalter
This sounds like a long-term case to me, the way you described it, I’m gonna give it to Bill. Do you have the time?
Bill Dunsmore
Uh-uh.
Jack Mickler.
Er, let’s wait. Hold on one second. Er, no offence, I’d like to discuss this in some detail. Can we do it? Talk about it later?
Is that all right?
Is that all right?
Paul Showalter
I look forward to it.
Jack Mickler
I want this kid.
Paul Showalter
Be reasonable. Jack you’re leaving in ten days.
Jack Mickler
Well, so’s the kid.
Paul Showalter
No, no, no, no, no. A delusional patient like this does not get cured in a week and a half. The instant his ten day paper expires, he’ll be
committed. Then we’ll have to transfer him to Bill anyway.
committed. Then we’ll have to transfer him to Bill anyway.
Jack Mickler
If this was a year ago, and I said I could get this kid outta here in ten days, there wouldn’t be any doubt.
Paul Showalter
Well, that’s probably true.
Jack Mickler
Yes, so that’s not the real reason that you’re giving him to Bill.
Paul Showalter
Oh, Jack. You’ve been doing it by the numbers for months now, you know it. You’re burnt out. That’s why you asked for early retirement.
You don’t need more time to travel with Marilyn. So, please, Jack… don’t make my life harder for me than it has to be.
You don’t need more time to travel with Marilyn. So, please, Jack… don’t make my life harder for me than it has to be.
Jack Mickler
How long have I known you? Twenty-five years, we’ve been going around like this.
Paul Showalter
Yes, and during that time, you’re the best damn clinician this place has ever seen. The best. Everybody knows that. But now it’s time…
you know what? It’s time to get away. Where are you going? The pyramids, oh it’s wonderful, all that sand, the sky, those vistas, you’ll have a
wonderful time.
you know what? It’s time to get away. Where are you going? The pyramids, oh it’s wonderful, all that sand, the sky, those vistas, you’ll have a
wonderful time.
Jack Mickler
I wish you could see your face.
Paul Showalter
Jack! I’m giving him to Bill.
Jack Mickler
This kid is gonna do a flamenco number on Bill’s head, until it looks like a tortilla. And it’s gonna be on your watch.
Bill Dunsmore
Em. Would you, um, would you like to talk about why you attempted to kill yourself?
Don Juan
You want Don Juan De Marco, the world’s greatest lover, to talk to you? What do you know of great love? Have you ever loved a woman… until milk
leaked from her, as though she had just given birth to love itself, and now must feed it or burst? Have you ever tasted a woman, until she believed
that she could be satisfied, only by consuming the tongue that devoured her? Have you ever loved a woman so completely, that the sound of your voice
in her ear, could cause her body to shudder, and explode with such intense pleasure, that only weeping could bring her full release? Where is
Don Octavio de Florez?
leaked from her, as though she had just given birth to love itself, and now must feed it or burst? Have you ever tasted a woman, until she believed
that she could be satisfied, only by consuming the tongue that devoured her? Have you ever loved a woman so completely, that the sound of your voice
in her ear, could cause her body to shudder, and explode with such intense pleasure, that only weeping could bring her full release? Where is
Don Octavio de Florez?
Bill Dunsmore
Who? Who?
Don Juan
My host at this villa.
Bill Dunsmore
Villa? Villa?
Don Juan
Villa.
Bill Dunsmore
Villa? Oh, villa?
Don Juan
Si, villa.
Bill Dunsmore
Villa.
Don Juan
Villa.
Bill Dunsmore
Villa.
Don Juan
Where is Don Octavio?
Bill Dunsmore
Do you, do you mean, Doctor Mickler?
Don Juan
Who?
Bill Dunsmore
Erm, why do you think that, erm, Doctor Mickler is, erm, Don Octavio de Florez?
Don Juan
Why do you think that Don Octavio de Florez is Doctor Mickler?
Jack Mickler
Well, hello there, Willy. How are you?
Bill Dunsmore
Don Octavio de Florez?
Jack Mickler
I just said that…
Bill Dunsmore
No! You told him, that you were Don Octavio de Florez.
Jack Mickler
What? Jesus!
Bill Dunsmore
You told a delusional patient, that you were a seventeenth century Spanish nobleman.
Jack Mickler
The idea was to get him in the bucket, right?
Bill Dunsmore
Well, um, he’s all yours… Don.
Jack Mickler
Wait, hey, wait a minute, wait a minute. Did you tell, er, Paul?
Bill Dunsmore
Oh, you bet I did!
Jack Mickler
And what did he say?
Bill Dunsmore
His exact words were, “Jack broke it, let him fix it.”