outside? - Yes,ma'am.
Look,old man!
We spend a fortune on you,and all you can do is criticize.
- And now... - Stanzi!
No! It's right that he should hear! I'm sick to death of it.
We can't do anything right for you,can we?
You won't have to do anything for me ever again.
I'm leaving.
- No,Papa. - I won't stay and be a burden.
No one calls you that.
She does. She says I sleep all day.
And so you do!
The only time you come out is to eat.
Well,what do you expect?
Do you expect anyone to walk out into a mess like this every day?
- So now I'm a bad housekeeper! - So you are. It's a pigsty.
When can you start?
- Right away,ma'am. - Good.
They're out every night,sir.
Thank you,sir.
Do any pupils come to the house?
Not that I've seen.
Then how does he pay for all this?
Does he work at all?
Yes,sir. All day long. He never leaves the house till evening.
He just sits there,writing and writing.
Really?
What is it he's writing?
I wouldn't know that,sir.
Of course not.
You're a good girl.
You're very kind to do this.
The next time you're sure they'll be out of the house,let me know.
Thank you,sir.
I think I found out about the money,sir.
Yes? What?
He kept seven snuffboxes in here. I could swear they were all gold.
And now look.
There's only one left.
Where does he work?
In there,sir.
Gentlemen,I've just heard some news...
...that may interest you. - What?
Mozart is writing a new opera. An Italian opera.
Italian?
That's not all. He has chosen for his subject,Figaro.
The Marriage of Figaro.
He's setting that play to music?
Yes.
What is this "Marriage of Figaro"?
It's a French play,Kapellmeister.
It has been banned by the emperor.
You're absolutely sure?
Herr Mozart.
Gentlemen,sit down.
Mozart.
Are you aware that I have declared the French play "Figaro"...
...unsuitable for our theater?
Yes,sire.
Yet we hear you're making an opera from it. Is this true?
Who told you this,Majesty?
It is not your place to ask questions. Is it true?
Yes,I...
I admit it is.
Would you tell me why?
Majesty,it is only a comedy.
What you think is scarcely the point.
It's what His Majesty thinks that counts.
But,Your Majesty...
Mozart...
...I am a tolerant man.
I do not censor things lightly. When I do,I have good reason.
"Figaro" is a bad play.
It stirs up hatred between classes.
In France,it has caused only bitterness.
My sister Antoinette is beginning to be frightened of her own people.
I swear,there's nothing like that in the piece.
I've taken out everything that could give offense. I hate politics.
I'm afraid you're rather innocent.
In these dangerous times I cannot afford to provoke our people...
...simply over a theater piece.
Majesty,this is just a frolic. A piece about love.
"Love". Again!
And it's new!
It's entirely new. The people will go mad for it.
I have scenes...
The end of Act Il,for example.
It starts as a duet. A husband and wife quarreling.
Suddenly,the scheming maid comes in. It's a very funny situation.
Duet turns into trio.
Then the husband's valet comes in.
Trio turns into quartet.
Then a gardener. Quartet becomes quintet.
And so on,on and on.
Sextet,septet,octet.
How long do you think I can sustain that?
I have no idea.
Guess.
Guess,Your Majesty.
Imagine the longest time it could be sustained,then double it.
Well...
Six...
...seven minutes?
- Eight minutes? - Twenty,sire. Twenty minutes!
Twenty minutes of continuous music. No recitatives!
Sire,only opera can do this.
In a play,if more than one person speaks at once...
...it's just noise.
But with opera,with music...
...you can have 20 individuals all talking at the same time.
It's not noise. It's a perfect harmony!
Mozart,music is not the issue here.
No one doubts your talent. It's your literary judgment that's in question.
Even with the politics taken out,it would still remain a vulgar farce.
Why waste your spirit on such rubbish?
Surely you can choose more elevated themes.
Elevated!