notion
to keep Mozart in Vienna.
It should infuriate the archbishop...
...if that is Your Majesty's
intention.
You are "cattivo", court composer.
I want to meet this young man.
Arrange a pleasant welcome for him.
Well, there it is!
This is a beautiful wig for you.
It looks so marvelous and I love it.
The other one.
Here is the other one.
I think you will love it.
Here's the third one. So? Here we go.
- How do you like it?
- They're all so beautiful!
Why don't I have three heads?
This is funny!
Three heads!
Gentlemen.
- Good morning.
- Morning, Your Majesty.
What do you have for me today?
- Your Majesty, "Herr Mozart".
- Yes, what about him?
He's here.
Well, there it is. Good!
I hope you won't find it improper,
but I've written a march in his honor.
What a charming idea, court composer.
May I see?
Just a...
Just a trifle, of course.
May I try it?
Let's have some fun.
Delightful, court composer!
May I play it when he comes in?
- You do me too much honor.
- Bring in "Herr Mozart".
But slowly.
I need a minute to practice.
Good, continue.
G, Majesty.
Excellent!
Good, Majesty.
Continue. Very good.
Very good, Majesty.
Tempo! Up.
Lightly, then strongly!
It's a march, Majesty.
Again.
Bravo, Majesty!
Gentlemen, please.
A little less enthusiasm, I beg you.
No, please. It's not a holy relic.
You know, we have met before.
In this very room.
You don't recall. You were only 6.
He was giving a delightful concert!
As he got off the stool, he fell.
My sister Antoinette helped him up.
Know what he did?
He jumped into her arms and said,
"Will you marry me? Yes or no?"
You know all these gentlemen.
The Baron Van Swieten.
- I'm a great admirer of yours.
- Thank you.
Kapellmeister Bonno.
My pleasure.
The Director of Opera,
Count Orsini-Rosenberg.
Sir, yes. The honor is mine,
absolutely!
Here is our
illustrious court composer...
...Maestro Salieri.
At last, such immense joy!
I know your work well.
You know, I composed some variations
on a melody of yours.
- Really? Which one?
{y:i}- "Mio Caro Adone."
I'm flattered.
A funny tune,
but it yielded good things.
And now he has returned
the compliment.
"Herr Salieri" composed
this little march for you.
Really?
Well, there it is.
Down to business. We're going
to commission an opera from you.
What do you say?
Did we vote in the end
for German or Italian?
Sire, if you remember,
we did finally incline to Italian.
Did we?
I don't think it was really decided,
Your Majesty.
- German. Please let it be German.
- Why so?
Because I've already found
the most wonderful libretto.
Have I seen it?
I don't think you have, "Herr Direktor".
It's quite new.
- I'll show it to you immediately.
- I think you'd better.
Well...
...tell us about it.
Tell us the story.
Well, it's quite amusing, Majesty.
It's set...
The whole thing is set in a...
Yes? Where?
In a harem, Majesty. In a seraglio.
- You mean in Turkey?
- Yes, exactly.
Then why especially
does it have to be in German?
It doesn't, especially. It could be
in Turkish if you really want.
No, my dear fellow, the language
is not finally the point.
Do you really think that subject
is appropriate for a national theater?
Why not? It's charming.
I mean, I won't actually show
concubines exposing their...
It's not indecent.
It's highly moral, Majesty.
It's full of proper German virtues.
Excuse me, Majesty, but what
do you think these could be?
Being a foreigner, I'd love to learn.
Well, tell him, Mozart.
Name us a German virtue.
- Love, sire.
- Oh, love!
Of course, in Italy
we know nothing about love.
No, I don't think you do.
Watching Italian opera,
all those male sopranos screeching...
...stupid, fat couples rolling their eyes
about. That's not love. It's rubbish!
Majesty, you choose the language.
I'll set it to the finest music
ever offered a monarch.
Well, there it is.
Let it be German.
This is yours.
Keep it.
It's already here