DON QUIXOTE Dulcinea

ALDONZA Enough of that!

Get yourself to a madhouse!

Rave about nobility where no one can hear you!

DON QUIXOTE My lady!

ALDONZA I am not your lady!

I am not any kind of a lady!

I was spawned in a ditch

By a mother who left me there

Naked and cold and too hungry to cry;

I never blamed her

I'm sure she left hoping

That I'd have the good sense to die!

Then, of course, there's my father

I'm told that young ladies

Can point to their fathers

With maidenly pride;

Mine was some regiment

Here for an hour

I can't even tell you which side!

So of course I became

As befitted my delicate birth

The most casual bride

Of the murdering scum of the earth!

DON QUIXOTE And still thou art my lady

ALDONZA And still he torments me!

How should I be a lady?

For a lady has modest and maidenly airs

And a virtue I somehow suspect that I lack;

It's hard to remember these maidenly airs

In a stable laid flat on your back!

Won't you look at me, look at me

God, won't you look at me!

Look at the kitchen s**t reeking of sweat!

Born on a dung heap to die on a dung heap

A strumpet men use and forget!

If you feel that you see me

Not quite at my virginal best

Cross my palm with a coin

And I'll willingly show you the rest!

DON QUIXOTE Never deny thou art Dulcinea

ALDONZA Take the clouds from your eyes

And see me as I really am!

You have shown me the sky

But what good is the sky

To a creature who'll never

Do better than crawl?

Of all the cruel bastards

Who've badgered and battered me

You are the cruelest of all!

Can't you see what your gentle

Insanities do to me?

Rob me of anger and give me despair!

Blows and abuse

I can take and give back again

Tenderness I cannot bear!

So please torture me now

With your "Sweet Dulcineas" no more!

I am no one! I'm nothing!

I'm only Aldonza the w**e!

DON QUIXOTE Now and forever thou art my lady Dulcinea!

(Aldonza screams in despair and collapses