would purify me.
She herself had determined
to take her vows...
at the convent of Santa Maria
where she is a nun to this day.
I was being sentforth
like a dove of promise.
Ofcourse,
what my mother never knew...
was that the ship
was run by scoundrels.
lnstead of Cadiz...
they set sail for an obscure
Arabian sultanate...
where all the passengers were
immediately sold into slavery.
You were sold into slavery
in a sultan's kingdom?
That's correct.
I was purchased by one
offour wives ofa sultan
and led off by her eunuch.
Though I had no idea why I was
made to dress as a female...
my mask had been replaced
by a mask ofanother sort...
and so I supposed I was keeping
the vow I made to hide my face.
The sultan had a harem
of 1 ,500 young women...
so the demands he placed on
his wives were relatively minor.
I was presented
to the sultana.
I still did not understand why
l was required to be in drag.
You may rise.
And you may go.
You may stay.
Slowly,
l began to develop a theory...
why I had been brought
to the sultana.
But I still loved Doсa Julia.
I am sorry. I love another.
Undress!
Kill me ifyou must.
I am prepared to die
for I cannot go on living...
knowing that I defiled
the memory ofthe woman...
who brought my manhood alive
and made it sing.
lt sings?
I was prepared
to lose my life...
rather than debase my love.
How could I be unfaithful
to my dear Doсa Julia...
who had nearly given up
her life to love me?
How could I sleep
with another woman...
after giving myself,
body and soul...
to sweet Doсa Julia?
How could I forsake
the purity of love...
I had with my flower,
Doсa Julia?
Actually, I was surprised...
at how easily
the past can be overcome.
You know, my friend,
until this afternoon...
I had always believed that a man
could love only one woman.
I have been badly misled.
lt is absolutely incredible
to mejust a few hours ago...
Doсa Julia was
the only woman who existed...
and now...
now there is the magnificent
Sultana Gulbeyaz.
What a glorious body,
breasts--
Will you please shut up?
Suddenly I was struck by
he danger of my situation.
I prayed they had found
a place to hide me...
where I wouldn't be discovered
by the sultan.
As fortune would have it...
their solution
was a brilliant one.
lt was God's canvas
in all its natural beauty.
For the next two years, my days
were spent with the sultana.
And your nights?
Were spent with the 1 ,500
men ofthe sultan's harem.
Come.
Come to me,
my little cockatoo.
At the end oftwo years...
I noticed that I didn't have
the same enthusiasm as before.
This could be a problem.
You may rise, my little dove.
Oh, well. All good things
must come to an end.
Gulbeyaz,
sensing the danger to us both...
arranged for me
to depart within the hour.
I had learned to love
in a thousand ways...
each one a lesson
in the soul ofa woman.
I knew I would miss
every one ofthem.
They'd stolen my spirit
and infused me with joy...
like a May day breaking.
I would...
I would like to hear this
in complete detail...
but there's something
that I must do now.
So I was wondering ifwe could
continue this tomorrow?
Ofcourse.
Good. Thank you.
Hasta maсana.
You're home early.
How would you feel about
coming upstairs?
OK. Go.
OK. Wait a sec.
Over here now.
What happened?
You're no good at all.
I am too good.
l got three. Look.
-Well...
-When is it my turn?
You gotfive. I know.
Well, you're better than me.
Did you get it?
Last but not least, the moment
we've all been waiting for...
Don Juan DeMarco.
ln respect to that,
l want to say that...
I've got a meeting with the kid
later on today....
and I think it might very well
be the definitive meeting.
Jack, this isn't
a treatment conference.
This is
a disposition conference.
We have to know what to do
with this kid on Monday...
when his 10-day paper expires.
Do we ask thejudge
to commit him?
Do we let him go? What?
l.