Elizabeth. Your Highness. She's asked me to recommend a music instructor. - I've come up with an excellent idea. - Your Majesty! It would be such a tremendous honor! I was thinking of Herr Mozart. What is your view? It's an interesting idea, Majesty, but... Yes? My concern is to protect you... ...from any hint of favoritism. Favoritism. - What is this? - What is what? Why must I submit samples of my work to a committee to teach a girl? Because His Majesty wishes it. Is the emperor angry with me? - Quite the contrary. - Then why not appoint me to the post? You are not the only composer in Vienna. No. But I'm the best. Mozart. A little modesty might suit you better. Who is on this committee? Kapellmeister Bonno, Count Orsini-Rosenberg and Salieri. Naturally, the Italians! Of course, always the Italians! They're all musical idiots! - And you want them to judge my music? - Young man... ...the issue is quite simple. If you want this position... ...you must submit your stuff, along with all your colleagues. Must I? Well, I won't. How are we supposed to live? Do you want me to beg on the streets? Don't be stupid. - All they want to see is your work. - Shit. - What's wrong with that? - Shut up! Just shut up. One royal pupil, and all of Vienna will come flocking. They'll come anyway. - No, they won't. - They love me here. - I know how things work in this city. - You know everything, don't you? - Yes? - Excuse me, sir. - A lady insists on talking to you. - Who? She didn't say, but she says it's urgent. Excuse me, my dear. Your Excellency. How can I help you? - Frau Mozart? - I've come on behalf of my husband. I brought samples of his work so he can be considered for the appointment. How charming, but why did he not come himself? Well, he's terribly busy, sir. I understand. I will look at them the moment I can. It will be an honor. Please give him my warmest regards. Would it be too much trouble to ask you to look at them now? - While I wait. - I'm afraid I'm not at leisure... ...this precise moment. Leave them with me. I assure you, they will be safe. I really cannot do that, sir. You see, he doesn't know I'm here. Then he didn't send you? No, sir. This was my own idea. - I see. - Sir, we're desperate. We really need this job. My husband spends far more than he can ever earn. I don't mean that he's lazy, because he works all day long. It's just that he's not practical. Money simply slips through his fingers. It's ridiculous. Let me offer you some refreshment. Do you know what these are? Capezzoli di Venere! Nipples of Venus. They're Roman chestnuts in brandied sugar. Try one. Go on, try one! They're quite surprising. They're wonderful! Thank you very much, Your Excellency. Don't keep calling me that. Keeps me at such a distance. I wasn't born a court composer, you know. I'm from a small town. Just like your husband. Are you sure you can't... ...leave this and come back again? It's very tempting, sir. But it's impossible, I'm afraid. He'd be frantic if he knew they were missing. You see, they're all originals. - Originals? - Yes, sir. He doesn't make copies. These... ...are originals? Astounding! It was actually... It was beyond belief. These were first and only... ... drafts of music. But they showed no corrections of any kind. Not one. He had simply written down music... ...already finished in his head. Page after page of it. As if he were just taking dictation. And music... ...finished as no music is ever finished. Displace one note... ...and there would be diminishment. Displace one phrase, and the structure would fall. It was clear to me... ... that sound I had heard in the archbishop 's palace... ... had been no accident. Here again was the very voice of God. I was staring through the cage... ...of those meticulous ink ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Сто дней после детства на английском - текст В бой идут одни старики на английском - текст Конан-разрушитель на английском - текст Иван-Дурак на английском - текст Космические дальнобойщики на английском |