Scene 3
Nibelung-land
MR. DELACOUR: *drags out Pettigrew* Here, crafty dwarf! Have you finished the ornament?
PETTIGREW: *whimpers* Ow! Ow! Lass mich nur los! (Let me go!) Let go my ear! I finished it! Here it is!
MR. DELACOUR: The Tarnhelm...*puts it on* Nacht und Nebel...niemand gleich! (Night and mist, resembling no one!) *poof, turns invisible* Siehst du mich, Bruder? (Can you see me, brother?)
PETTIGREW: Wo bist du? Ich sehe dich nicht. (Where are you? I cannot see you.)
MR. DELACOUR: *whack* Then feel me! *whack whack whack* Hoho! Hoho! Listen, Nibelungs! I have power over you all! I can be everywhere and no one will know where I am! Ha ha ha ha! *strolls away*
MR. MALFOY: *drifts in* Nibelung-land is here.
HARRY: What is that in the rocks?
PETTIGREW: Ow! Ow!
MR. MALFOY: Hi, Mime, sprightly dwarf! What ails you so?
PETTIGREW: Leave me alone!
MR. MALFOY: Gladly, Mime! And I will do even more that: I will help you!
PETTIGREW: Why would anyone help me? My own brother has made me his slave!
MR. MALFOY: What gave him the power to do that?
PETTIGREW: His accursed ring! Once, we all were carefree blacksmiths. We made trinkets for the children and jewelry for the women. But now, since he has his Ring, we all must work day and night, in fear of our lives! That ring tells him where the gold is, and he makes us crawl into the narrowest crack just to pile up all the gold to satisfy his greed.
MR. MALFOY: Aww. We feel your pain. Where is this famous brother of yours?
PETTIGREW: How am I supposed to know? He forced me to make a helmet for him, but I didn't know what powers it had, so I made it, and he turned himself invisible! And I have only my own stupidity to thank for the beating he gave me!
MR. DELACOUR: *comes back, visible* Ha ha ha! Pile it up here! And there! Well, get moving! Shall I help you? If anyone stands idle, they will pay for it! Mime, you watch over them! Get back to work, brother! Don't stop to chat with these two strangers!...who is there?
MR. MALFOY: We are your friends. Trust us or the consequences will be painful.
MR. DELACOUR: Ah, clever Loge...always deeming himself smarter than the rest of us silly little masses. But see this new treasure I have. I can turn into anything I want to be, and I can be unseen.
MR. MALFOY: Vieles sah ich...(I have seen much...) but never a wonder like this. I do not believe you, dwarf. Show us.
MR. DELACOUR: Skepticism. How I hate it. But I can prove it! What shall I be?
MR. MALFOY: Anything, so long as you astound us.
MR. DELACOUR: Very well. Riesenwurm winde ringelnd! (Giant Dragon, wind in coils!) *turns into a dragon*
MR. MALFOY: *pretending to be scared to death* Ohe! Ohe! Schreckliche! Schlange, verschlinge mich nicht! Schone Loges Leben! (Oh! Oh! Dreadful! Serpent, do not swallow me up! Spare Loge's life!)
HARRY: Ha ha ha! Gut, Alberich! Gut, du Arger! (Good one, Alberich! Good, you evil creature!)
MR. DELACOUR: Now are you satisfied?
MR. MALFOY: Er, not quite. Suppose you were in very great danger and it would be impossible to fight. Could you make yourself very small and escape? I think that is impossible.
MR. DELACOUR: Nothing easier! Nun denn, wie klein soll ich sein? (Now, how small shall I be?)
MR. MALFOY: About yea big.
MR. DELACOUR: Okay. Krumm und grau, krieche Kröte! (Crooked and gray, creep toad!) *turns into a toad*
MR. MALFOY: Dort die Kröte! Greife sie rasch! (There's the toad! Grab it, quick!)
HARRY: *steps on the toad*
MR. MALFOY: Now we take him up to earth! There he will be ours!
*orchestral interval: the ascent to the upper world*
Nibelung-land
MR. DELACOUR: *drags out Pettigrew* Here, crafty dwarf! Have you finished the ornament?
PETTIGREW: *whimpers* Ow! Ow! Lass mich nur los! (Let me go!) Let go my ear! I finished it! Here it is!
MR. DELACOUR: The Tarnhelm...*puts it on* Nacht und Nebel...niemand gleich! (Night and mist, resembling no one!) *poof, turns invisible* Siehst du mich, Bruder? (Can you see me, brother?)
PETTIGREW: Wo bist du? Ich sehe dich nicht. (Where are you? I cannot see you.)
MR. DELACOUR: *whack* Then feel me! *whack whack whack* Hoho! Hoho! Listen, Nibelungs! I have power over you all! I can be everywhere and no one will know where I am! Ha ha ha ha! *strolls away*
MR. MALFOY: *drifts in* Nibelung-land is here.
HARRY: What is that in the rocks?
PETTIGREW: Ow! Ow!
MR. MALFOY: Hi, Mime, sprightly dwarf! What ails you so?
PETTIGREW: Leave me alone!
MR. MALFOY: Gladly, Mime! And I will do even more that: I will help you!
PETTIGREW: Why would anyone help me? My own brother has made me his slave!
MR. MALFOY: What gave him the power to do that?
PETTIGREW: His accursed ring! Once, we all were carefree blacksmiths. We made trinkets for the children and jewelry for the women. But now, since he has his Ring, we all must work day and night, in fear of our lives! That ring tells him where the gold is, and he makes us crawl into the narrowest crack just to pile up all the gold to satisfy his greed.
MR. MALFOY: Aww. We feel your pain. Where is this famous brother of yours?
PETTIGREW: How am I supposed to know? He forced me to make a helmet for him, but I didn't know what powers it had, so I made it, and he turned himself invisible! And I have only my own stupidity to thank for the beating he gave me!
MR. DELACOUR: *comes back, visible* Ha ha ha! Pile it up here! And there! Well, get moving! Shall I help you? If anyone stands idle, they will pay for it! Mime, you watch over them! Get back to work, brother! Don't stop to chat with these two strangers!...who is there?
MR. MALFOY: We are your friends. Trust us or the consequences will be painful.
MR. DELACOUR: Ah, clever Loge...always deeming himself smarter than the rest of us silly little masses. But see this new treasure I have. I can turn into anything I want to be, and I can be unseen.
MR. MALFOY: Vieles sah ich...(I have seen much...) but never a wonder like this. I do not believe you, dwarf. Show us.
MR. DELACOUR: Skepticism. How I hate it. But I can prove it! What shall I be?
MR. MALFOY: Anything, so long as you astound us.
MR. DELACOUR: Very well. Riesenwurm winde ringelnd! (Giant Dragon, wind in coils!) *turns into a dragon*
MR. MALFOY: *pretending to be scared to death* Ohe! Ohe! Schreckliche! Schlange, verschlinge mich nicht! Schone Loges Leben! (Oh! Oh! Dreadful! Serpent, do not swallow me up! Spare Loge's life!)
HARRY: Ha ha ha! Gut, Alberich! Gut, du Arger! (Good one, Alberich! Good, you evil creature!)
MR. DELACOUR: Now are you satisfied?
MR. MALFOY: Er, not quite. Suppose you were in very great danger and it would be impossible to fight. Could you make yourself very small and escape? I think that is impossible.
MR. DELACOUR: Nothing easier! Nun denn, wie klein soll ich sein? (Now, how small shall I be?)
MR. MALFOY: About yea big.
MR. DELACOUR: Okay. Krumm und grau, krieche Kröte! (Crooked and gray, creep toad!) *turns into a toad*
MR. MALFOY: Dort die Kröte! Greife sie rasch! (There's the toad! Grab it, quick!)
HARRY: *steps on the toad*
MR. MALFOY: Now we take him up to earth! There he will be ours!
*orchestral interval: the ascent to the upper world*