Scene 4
Back in the real world (and heavens)
MR. MALFOY: *sits Mr. Delacour on a rock* Da, Vetter. (There, cousin.) Dort liegt die Welt! (There lies the world!) Do you find it to your liking? And you thought to own it all for yourself...ha.
MR. DELACOUR: Let me go! And give me back the Tarnhelm!
HARRY: No! I wanna play with it! Mommy! He's being mean!
MR. MALFOY: Give us your treasure!
MR. DELACOUR: Oh yeah? Make me!
MR. MALFOY: Did you know that I can kill you with my little finger if I should so desire?
MR. DELACOUR: *grumble grumble* Fine. *calls to the Nibelungs*
NIBELUNGS: *pile up all the treasure*
MR. DELACOUR: There. Now will you let me go?
HARRY: This helmet goes with the ransom for Freia. *throws the Tarnhelm on the pile*
MR. MALFOY: Not so fast, sly one. What is that Ring?
MR. DELACOUR: Er...a ring?
MR. MALFOY: Give it here. *takes the ring and gives it to Harry*
HARRY: Hee hee! *puts it on* Now we have all the treasure!
MR. MALFOY: *unties Mr. Delacour* There, dwarf! Go home! Appreciate our mercy!
MR. DELACOUR: Bin ich nun frei...? Ha, ha! Wirklich frei...? (Am I free now...? Ha ha! Really, free?) Well, then, hear the first thing I will say in honor of my freedom. As it came to me through a curse, let this ring be cursed! All will want the ring, but none shall get it. He who has the ring will be envied and hated. People will die and weep for the Ring. No one will derive happiness from it. Did you hear? You shall not escape my curse! *disappears*
MR. MALFOY: Did you mark his greeting?
HARRY: Aw, who cares?
*they go up to heaven*
MR. WEASLEY: Sie kehrten zurück! (They returned!)
GINNY: Wotan, husband! Did you succeed?
MR. MALFOY: Yes we did! Freia is as good as back!
HARRY: Well, that depends. We can't quite negotiate with the giants.
*bang*
RON: Well? Where's our treasure?
GINNY: Leiblichste Schwester! (Dearest sister!) Are you back with us now?
VOLDEMORT: Not until you give us the ransom!
RON: You know, to leave her here makes me sad. If you will give us the gold, make sure that you pile it up so I cannot see her.
VOLDEMORT: Here, we'll measure her.
MRS. MALFOY: DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M A SOPRANO!!!!!!! I CAN SUE!!!!!!!!!
VOLDEMORT/RON: Okay, okay! Geez! *thrust their staves into the ground on either side of her*
RON: There, now pile up the treasure and fill up the space!
MR. MALFOY: Help me, Froh!
*they pile up the gold*
VOLDEMORT: Do not pack it so loosely! Pack it together so there are no cracks!
RON: Wait, there's a chink...!
MR. WEASLEY: Back, you hound!
MR. MALFOY: DON'T TOUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RON: I can see her hair!
HARRY: Give up the Tarnhelm, Loge.
MR. MALFOY: *sigh* Aw, man, I wanted it for myself... *throws on the Tarnhelm* There. Now she's hidden.
RON: Ah, ah, ah! I can still see her eyes! And now I will stay right here and stare at her!
VOLDEMORT: Oh no you don't! Wotan! Give us that ring!
HARRY: This ring? Never!
RON: Very well, we're taking Freia back.
GINNY: Cruel god! It is you who have brought this upon the fair maid!
*poof*
MRS. WEASLEY: *appears in a flash of blue light* Weiche, Wotan, weiche! (Yield, Wotan, yield!) I am Erda, the mother of the Norns. How all was, I know. How all is, I know. How all will be, I know. The ring is cursed, Wotan! Heed the Nibelung's words! A day of doom is coming for the gods. You will but hasten its coming if you do not give up the ring! *disappears*
HARRY: No, wait, divine woman! Stay!
MRS. WEASLEY: Weiche... (Obey...)
GINNY: Goodness! What was that?
HARRY: Ihr Riesen, nimmt euren Ring! (You giants, take your ring!)
RON: And so...fine. We'll take the ransom. Freia is yours.
VOLDEMORT: *takes all the treasure in a sack*
RON: Hey! Some for me, too!
VOLDEMORT: No! I am the one who convinced you to accept the treasure in place of Freia, so I deserve more!
RON: Can I just have the Ring?
VOLDEMORT: No! The Ring is mine!
RON: Lemme hold it!
VOLDEMORT: *takes out his stave and kills Ron* Be sure you don't drop it! Blink away at Freia's eyes now; you won't have the Ring anymore!
(the gods watch in horror)
MR. MALFOY: You are incredibly lucky, Wotan. First you had the Ring, and that benefited you, and then you lost the Ring, and that was even better. See, how your enemies kill each other for the Ring!...
HARRY: Silence, babbler. I do not want to talk about it. *sigh* Well, there stands Valhalla. It was won unhappily, but it was won.
SIRIUS: *goes and strikes a rock with his hammer* Heda! Heda! Hedo! Ihr Nebel, zu mir! (To me, mists!) Donner, your lord, calls you to him! Heda! Heda! Hedo! Come, vapors! Come, rain! *a cloud envelops him* Hieher, Bruder! (Come here, brother!)
MR. WEASLEY: *goes off into the cloud*
CLOUD: *disappears*
A rainbow stretches across the valley, leading from where all the gods are to Valhalla.
MR. WEASLEY: Come! Walk the bridge of triumph into our godly castle.
HARRY: Come, wife; come and live with me in Valhalla.
GINNY: What does the name mean?
HARRY: You will see.
(Note: In German, "walhall" translates to "hall of war". in later operas, we find that the castle is where dead heroes go so that later, when Erda's "day of doom" comes, they can protect the gods.)
MR. MALFOY: *stands aside* They are hurrying to their own end...why do I associate myself with these vulgar creatures? How I wish I could become pure fire again and consume them all!...well, for now I'll be docile. Who knows, what I shall do! *he begins to cross the rainbow*
DRACO/FLEUR/MRS. DELACOUR: Rhiiiiiiiiiinegold! Rhiiiiiiiiiinegold! Reines Gold! (Rhinegold! Rhinegold! Pure gold!) Oh, how wondrously you once shone upon us!
HARRY: What is that crying which falls upon my ear?
MR. MALFOY: 'Tis the Rhinemaidens! They are bewailing their lost gold!
DRACO/FLEUR/MRS. DELACOUR: Wotan! Give us back our gold!!!!!!!!!...
(note: This part is hysterical. Loge is singing along with the Rhinemaidens, in a very loud and obnoxious voice. It's funny.)
HARRY: Make them be quiet!
MR. MALFOY: Ihr da im Wasser! (You there in the water!) Why do you lift your sad voices to us? Come, listen to what Wotan wishes for you; although the gold no longer shines on you maidens, you will always rejoice in the light of us gods!
ALL GODS: *laugh insanely* nyah nyah!
RHINEMAIDENS: Rhiiiiiiiiiiinegold! Rhiiiiiiiiiiinegold! Reines Gold! (Rhinegold! Rhinegold! Pure gold!) If only you still glittered deep below! Only in the deep are you trustworthy and good, for all that lives up in the heavens is craven and fake!
End opera.
Back in the real world (and heavens)
MR. MALFOY: *sits Mr. Delacour on a rock* Da, Vetter. (There, cousin.) Dort liegt die Welt! (There lies the world!) Do you find it to your liking? And you thought to own it all for yourself...ha.
MR. DELACOUR: Let me go! And give me back the Tarnhelm!
HARRY: No! I wanna play with it! Mommy! He's being mean!
MR. MALFOY: Give us your treasure!
MR. DELACOUR: Oh yeah? Make me!
MR. MALFOY: Did you know that I can kill you with my little finger if I should so desire?
MR. DELACOUR: *grumble grumble* Fine. *calls to the Nibelungs*
NIBELUNGS: *pile up all the treasure*
MR. DELACOUR: There. Now will you let me go?
HARRY: This helmet goes with the ransom for Freia. *throws the Tarnhelm on the pile*
MR. MALFOY: Not so fast, sly one. What is that Ring?
MR. DELACOUR: Er...a ring?
MR. MALFOY: Give it here. *takes the ring and gives it to Harry*
HARRY: Hee hee! *puts it on* Now we have all the treasure!
MR. MALFOY: *unties Mr. Delacour* There, dwarf! Go home! Appreciate our mercy!
MR. DELACOUR: Bin ich nun frei...? Ha, ha! Wirklich frei...? (Am I free now...? Ha ha! Really, free?) Well, then, hear the first thing I will say in honor of my freedom. As it came to me through a curse, let this ring be cursed! All will want the ring, but none shall get it. He who has the ring will be envied and hated. People will die and weep for the Ring. No one will derive happiness from it. Did you hear? You shall not escape my curse! *disappears*
MR. MALFOY: Did you mark his greeting?
HARRY: Aw, who cares?
*they go up to heaven*
MR. WEASLEY: Sie kehrten zurück! (They returned!)
GINNY: Wotan, husband! Did you succeed?
MR. MALFOY: Yes we did! Freia is as good as back!
HARRY: Well, that depends. We can't quite negotiate with the giants.
*bang*
RON: Well? Where's our treasure?
GINNY: Leiblichste Schwester! (Dearest sister!) Are you back with us now?
VOLDEMORT: Not until you give us the ransom!
RON: You know, to leave her here makes me sad. If you will give us the gold, make sure that you pile it up so I cannot see her.
VOLDEMORT: Here, we'll measure her.
MRS. MALFOY: DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M A SOPRANO!!!!!!! I CAN SUE!!!!!!!!!
VOLDEMORT/RON: Okay, okay! Geez! *thrust their staves into the ground on either side of her*
RON: There, now pile up the treasure and fill up the space!
MR. MALFOY: Help me, Froh!
*they pile up the gold*
VOLDEMORT: Do not pack it so loosely! Pack it together so there are no cracks!
RON: Wait, there's a chink...!
MR. WEASLEY: Back, you hound!
MR. MALFOY: DON'T TOUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RON: I can see her hair!
HARRY: Give up the Tarnhelm, Loge.
MR. MALFOY: *sigh* Aw, man, I wanted it for myself... *throws on the Tarnhelm* There. Now she's hidden.
RON: Ah, ah, ah! I can still see her eyes! And now I will stay right here and stare at her!
VOLDEMORT: Oh no you don't! Wotan! Give us that ring!
HARRY: This ring? Never!
RON: Very well, we're taking Freia back.
GINNY: Cruel god! It is you who have brought this upon the fair maid!
*poof*
MRS. WEASLEY: *appears in a flash of blue light* Weiche, Wotan, weiche! (Yield, Wotan, yield!) I am Erda, the mother of the Norns. How all was, I know. How all is, I know. How all will be, I know. The ring is cursed, Wotan! Heed the Nibelung's words! A day of doom is coming for the gods. You will but hasten its coming if you do not give up the ring! *disappears*
HARRY: No, wait, divine woman! Stay!
MRS. WEASLEY: Weiche... (Obey...)
GINNY: Goodness! What was that?
HARRY: Ihr Riesen, nimmt euren Ring! (You giants, take your ring!)
RON: And so...fine. We'll take the ransom. Freia is yours.
VOLDEMORT: *takes all the treasure in a sack*
RON: Hey! Some for me, too!
VOLDEMORT: No! I am the one who convinced you to accept the treasure in place of Freia, so I deserve more!
RON: Can I just have the Ring?
VOLDEMORT: No! The Ring is mine!
RON: Lemme hold it!
VOLDEMORT: *takes out his stave and kills Ron* Be sure you don't drop it! Blink away at Freia's eyes now; you won't have the Ring anymore!
(the gods watch in horror)
MR. MALFOY: You are incredibly lucky, Wotan. First you had the Ring, and that benefited you, and then you lost the Ring, and that was even better. See, how your enemies kill each other for the Ring!...
HARRY: Silence, babbler. I do not want to talk about it. *sigh* Well, there stands Valhalla. It was won unhappily, but it was won.
SIRIUS: *goes and strikes a rock with his hammer* Heda! Heda! Hedo! Ihr Nebel, zu mir! (To me, mists!) Donner, your lord, calls you to him! Heda! Heda! Hedo! Come, vapors! Come, rain! *a cloud envelops him* Hieher, Bruder! (Come here, brother!)
MR. WEASLEY: *goes off into the cloud*
CLOUD: *disappears*
A rainbow stretches across the valley, leading from where all the gods are to Valhalla.
MR. WEASLEY: Come! Walk the bridge of triumph into our godly castle.
HARRY: Come, wife; come and live with me in Valhalla.
GINNY: What does the name mean?
HARRY: You will see.
(Note: In German, "walhall" translates to "hall of war". in later operas, we find that the castle is where dead heroes go so that later, when Erda's "day of doom" comes, they can protect the gods.)
MR. MALFOY: *stands aside* They are hurrying to their own end...why do I associate myself with these vulgar creatures? How I wish I could become pure fire again and consume them all!...well, for now I'll be docile. Who knows, what I shall do! *he begins to cross the rainbow*
DRACO/FLEUR/MRS. DELACOUR: Rhiiiiiiiiiinegold! Rhiiiiiiiiiinegold! Reines Gold! (Rhinegold! Rhinegold! Pure gold!) Oh, how wondrously you once shone upon us!
HARRY: What is that crying which falls upon my ear?
MR. MALFOY: 'Tis the Rhinemaidens! They are bewailing their lost gold!
DRACO/FLEUR/MRS. DELACOUR: Wotan! Give us back our gold!!!!!!!!!...
(note: This part is hysterical. Loge is singing along with the Rhinemaidens, in a very loud and obnoxious voice. It's funny.)
HARRY: Make them be quiet!
MR. MALFOY: Ihr da im Wasser! (You there in the water!) Why do you lift your sad voices to us? Come, listen to what Wotan wishes for you; although the gold no longer shines on you maidens, you will always rejoice in the light of us gods!
ALL GODS: *laugh insanely* nyah nyah!
RHINEMAIDENS: Rhiiiiiiiiiiinegold! Rhiiiiiiiiiiinegold! Reines Gold! (Rhinegold! Rhinegold! Pure gold!) If only you still glittered deep below! Only in the deep are you trustworthy and good, for all that lives up in the heavens is craven and fake!
End opera.