Signor Adolfo Pirelli (Sacha Baron Cohen)

Signor Adolfo Pirelli (Sacha Baron Cohen) - The Contest

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I am Adolfo Pirelli

The King of the Barbers

The Barber of Kings

E buon giorno, good day!

I blow you a kiss!

And I, the so famous Pirelli

I wish-a to know-a

Who has-a da nerve-a to say

My elixir is piss!

Who says this?!


I do. I am Mr. Sweeney Todd of Fleet Street. I've opened a bottle of Pirelli's elixir and say to you that it is nothing but an arrant fraud, concocted from piss and ink. Furthermore Signor, I have serviced no kings, yet I'll wager that I can shave a cheek with ten times more dexterity than any street montebank.

Do you see these razors? I lay them against five pounds. You are no match sir. Either accept my challenge, or reveal yourself as a sham.


You hear this foolish man? Now, please, you will see how he will regret his folly. Toby!


Who's for a free shave?

Will Beadle Bamford be the Judge?


Glad as always to oblige my friends and neighbors. Ready?






The fastest, smoothest shave is the winner!


Now, signorini, signori

We mix-a the lather

But first-a you gather around Signorini, signori

You looking a man

Who have had-a the glory

To shave-a the Pope!

Mr. Sweeney, whoever

I beg-a you pardon

You'll probably say

It was only a cardinal


It was-a the Pope!

To shave-a the face

To cut-a the hair

Require the grace

Require the flair

For if-a you slip

You nick the skin

You clip-a the chin

You rip-a the lip a bit

Beyond-a repair.

To shave-a the face

Or even a part

Without it-a smart

Require the heart

Not just-a the flash

It take-a panache.

It take-a the passion for the art.

To shave-a the face

To trim-a the beard

To make-a the bristle

Clean like a whistle

This is from early infancy

The talent give to me

By God.

It take-a the skill

It take-a the brains

It take-a da will

To take-a the pains

It take-a the pace

It take-a the grace.


The winner is Todd!<br />

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Thanks to Tabbatha

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