[CELLINI]
I had just been pardoned and peacefully
Was pushing my way through the crowd
When I saw twelve villainous fellows glaring—

[MARQUIS, spoken]
What? Only twelve of them?

[CELLINI, spoken]
Maffio's men, the Mafiosi. I drove my sword so hard through his throat that I had to leave it sticking there. 

[MARQUIS, spoken]
And that sword?

[CELLINI, spoken]
Ah... this is my back-up. 

[MARQUIS, spoken]
It is the same. 

[CELLINI, spoken]
You take advantage of my affection. 

[MARQUIS, spoken]
Not at all. You see, I happened to witness the fight. 
[CELLINI, spoken]
Oh!

[NARRATOR, spoken]
Now Cellini's really stuffed
Not only is the Duke dischuffed
But also now he looks a drip
For lying 'bout his swordsmanship
Before he gets a chance to ponder
In the Duke and courtiers wander