Columbina: singing

Pulcinella: we are gathered here today to remember our dear comrade.

Pantalone: only half a day off?

Arlecchino: why don’t you shut your filthy mouth. We wouldn’t want to make the children cry.

Childe: hey come on now. Even I don’t thing this is the right time for a fight.

Sandrone: …

Capitano: though her methods tarnished her honor, her sacrifice is a great pity.

Dottore: signora-

Pierro: it’s time to end tonight’s foolish theatrics.