"Darling of the Gods" "Opera - farewell performance Albert Winkelmann in Othello" "They've kept us waiting long enough!" "Don't push!" "Let me see it too!" "But what do you want to see?" "Don't push me on an empty stomach!" "But let me speak!" "You know all about it anyway." "How long will the Herr Kammersänger be staying in America?" "I don't know." "You should ask him yourself." " But I want to know what the Herr..." " Kids, kids..." "Don't you have anything better to do?" "A tenor is only human!" "Such a silly fuss... is only possible in Vienna!" "When will the Herr Kammersänger be arriving in his dressing room?" "Certainly not at 10 o'clock in the morning!" "At that time he's still in church at morning prayers." "Regular table Albert Winkelmann" "Say, Albert... are you going to take me with you to America or not?" "If you want to know exactly..." "I won't." "Listen to me, Albert, I love you so much." "I can see that, but... all the same I'm not going to take you with me." "Then take me at least till Graz, Albert." "Have a sip of beer and wash down your sorrow." "Waiter, more beer!" "Did the Herr Kammersänger call for something?" "Yes, two Pilsener." "Here you are." "Come, come..." "Gustl, be reasonable." "We'll meet again soon." "and you know, I have to take into consideration certain facts... you see, I'm married, I couldn't..." "What are you waiting for?" "Pardon me, Herr Kammersänger, as member or the workers' committee I have a request to make:" "on behalf of the whole staff of the Griechen-Beisel whether you'd give us a "note" as your farewell?" "A "note"?" "What kind of a "note"?" "For instance the moment from Lohengrin... where Lohengrin doesn't want to tell his bride the address." "I'll give you an address, you little rascal, now get out!" "I beg your pardon, Herr Kammersänger." "they say there's no money in Vienna but gentlemen, you should have a look at what they have accomplished" "Never shall you ask of me nor worry about it where I came from or my name or kindred" "Where is he?" "What's taking him so long?" "Don't stand here!" "Disperse, ladies and gentlemen!" " But Inspector!" " No talking back!" "Disperse!" "But Inspector, we're wait for Winkelmann!" "This is a different matter." "Then I'll join you." "Regular table Albert Winkelmann" "Now Albert, tell me straight away... are you going to take me with you or not?" "If you want to know exactly..." "I won't." "Listen to me, Albert, now that we are so well adapted to each other..." "Listen kid, if it were only a matter of adaption, I'd have to take all Vienna with me." "This eternal harem you surround yourself with is terrible!" "Harem?" "You mustn't say that!" "I don't like that, Gustl!" "Gustl?" "No, Henriette." "Before my departure I'm bit confused." "Come to me." "Be nice." "What's the matter?" "You see, God's nicest creation are women, aren't' they?" "Come here." "A sausage salad, with extra onions." ""Won't you smell the sweet perfumes with me?"" "Do you mind if I sit down?" "Well, is it tasty?" "Fabulous!" "You won't forget me, Albert?" "Never." "You won't find such a sausage salad on the whole world!" "Are you pleased to leave me... and my delicacies?" "There's no woman I'm pleased to leave, and I like to return to any woman." " What do you mean, any woman!" " Leave me alone, will you?" "First of all, don't ask me such stupid questions." "Come here." "Now we'll play his favorite song, let's tackle it." "When man is worried on this beautiful world then he certainly lacks the right mood." "I live from day to day and take what I like." "I'm always in sunshine, my heart remains eternally young." "I am so happy, a bird sings and flies, the world is so beautiful, that's why I'm happy and where there are drinks or kisses to be had, there I am a bird flies, I'm so happy," "hallo," "Everywhere I want to be the first and the last because I won't watch from the corner my passion are sweet women and a good wine and when one party ends the next one starts" "I am so happy, hollodaho a bird sings and flies, hollodalo" "Life is so beautiful, that's why I'm happy and where there's drinking or kissing to be had, there I am a bird flies, I'm so happy, hallo," "I am so happy, a bird sings and flies, life is beautiful, that's why I'm happy and where there's drinking and kissing to be had, there I am a bird flies, I'm so happy," "hallo." "Bravo, bravo." "Now kids, all together." " Write it on my handkerchief." " On my hand" " On my..." "Now now." "Kids... besides, I cannot write." "I'm only a dumb tenor." "Please, a farewell autogram." "A farewell autogram." "kids, farewell autograms I only deliver orally." "Form in ranks." "Yours in my heart and shall eternally remain yours." "Vivat!" "Vivat!" "Here he is!" "Please!" "What's going on?" "Where's my hat?" " Let me have it!" " The monogram is mine!" " Herr Kammersänger, let me..." " Leave it!" "Not so tight!" "Have you too gone crazy?" "What's the matter with you today anyway?" " Herr Kammersänger, please..." " Leave it" "I feel so nervous today" "I don't know how to say... this starts fine." "Herr Kammersänger, if only today's performance will pass without an accident." "Cross my heart, toi toi toi." " Toi toi toi, that's what I'm saying." " Leave it." "Herr Kammersänger, it's just that Madame your wife... has been here." " My wife?" " Yes." " Here?" " Yes, and she said she must see you at once." "If you please, Herr Kammersänger, I had a hard time showing her out" "Then she called the uncle, the Medizinalrat (doctor) and she told him he's to come here at once." "Come here?" "To my dressing room?" "What does the old shithead want from me?" "I don't know." "You know nothing at all." "Your brain is all soft." "Yes." "Please, Herr Kammersänger..." "But this was nothing..." "For... the woman who owns the estate next to you on the Wolfgang-Lake" " The Olgushka..." " What do you mean, Olgushka?" "I mean, the honorable Frau von..." "what's her name?" "Dagomirska." "The Mirshka had been here too, and then..." "Not Mirshka, listen to me:" "Dagomirska!" "Mirshka, that's what I'm saying." "The Mirshka had been here too." "But Herr Kammersänger, she, with her whole body... trembled like a leaf." "I'd say, and... she shouted, Herr Kammersänger, "I must see him at once!"" ""I must see him at once!"" "she said, and only with greatest efforts could I..." "Throw her out." "But this is nothing, Herr Kammersänger!" "Because the girl which sings the Desdemona tonight she was here too." "Desdemona?" "What did she want?" "She's in love I dare say and then the interviewers came and the photographers and "last not least"." "I'd say, the General Manager." "Pardon." "Because of the new contract." "Herr Kammersänger, I'm telling you if tonight's performance will pass without an accident cross my heart..." "But what could happen?" "We'll sing as well as we can." " And besides, they all can..." " That's what I say." "That's it." "Come here." " Please, no!" "Please!" " What's the matter?" "What is it?" "What's that monkey's business you're starting with me here?" "Please." "What kind of a grocery is that?" "Grocery?" "But please, Herr Kammersänger." "But this is a paradise!" "This is a Venus mountain." "I'd say..." "Rubbish, that's what it is!" "But it's fun all the same." "Lohengrin!" "Lohengrin!" "Come here, Lohengrin." "Beautiful." "Now you'll get a Frankfurter sausage." "Did you like it, Lohengrin?" "Did the Herr Kammersänger see the oil painting?" "Let me see." "The St. Wolfgang Spa Administration to her famous patron" "Isn't this beautiful?" "And such rural charm" "This is where I'll retire, go fishing and milk cows, when I'm fed up with all this crap around here." "But Herr Kammersänger, you mustn't say this!" "I'll be 42 in October." "It won't be long and I'll squeeze him tight shut." "Whom?" "Whom will you squeeze tight shut?" "Well, "him"." "The "most honorable", I'd almost say (arsehole)" "But this is out of the question with the Kammersänger." "Please, please, Herr Kammersänger" "No cold drinks before the performance!" " Cheers." " But the Medizinalrat has expressly forbidden..." "Spare me the old stinker." "Have I ever reported sick?" " No." " Have I ever cancelled a performance, in all those 15 years?" "No." "Do you know what the Herr Medizinalrat can do for me?" "No." "You know nothing at all." "You're a stupid fool." "Jesus Maria, now the monkey business begins" "I hope I'm not disturbing, Albert?" "Not at all, Olgushka." "I've been expecting you." "Come, sit down." "I absolutely had to see you once more." "Because you'll be leaving right after the performance." "I wanted to ask you..." "Go into the bathroom." "This'll be a monkey's business." "So, Olgushka?" "What's the matter?" "So?" "Our fortnight is over again." "You'll be going to America..." "I'll return as usual to St. Wolfgang and this is to remain like this eternally?" "Hasn't our fortnight been beautiful?" "It was, but I cannot stand this any longer." "I cannot share, I have to be sure that you belong to me." "Only to me!" "Well, you see, this is a difficult matter... with a public institution like I am..." "Please, don't joke!" "I don't want to hide before your wife any longer." "I don't want to sit on the balcony in St. Wolfgang... just to watch you tenderly drinking coffee with her next door." "But drinking coffee is the most harmless thing I could do with her." "Say, hasn't it occurred to you that that woman doesn't suit you?" "She's far too small for you, too bourgeois, too limited." "Listen, Olgushka." "I think your Russian accent is charming, but if you speak ill of my Agathe, then I'll throw you out." " Really?" " Yes." "I don't like it." "So you love your Agathe?" "Of course I love her." "Of course, sometimes I "jump over the side" a little." "I love to jump, you know those gymnastics keep me in shape." "I need that with my weight." "But..." "leave my Agathe?" "No way!" "As they use to say in my hometown Berlin." "So you want to remain a married cripple?" "I don't understand it." "Is it so hard to understand?" "that one cheats on a wife, lies to her, tortures her, if you will and that despite all that one cannot live without her simply because... because she's the one thing one can rely to because... because she is "the wife"" "the wife, the wife!" "Just because a woman had been at the marriage license office doesn't mean she is a wife." "Herr Kammersänger." "This must be Madame your wife." "Please go in there for a moment, will you?" "Because I think my wife has a different opinion about the thing with the marriage license." "Jesus Maria!" "Oh, it's you!" "My boy!" "I've just come to tell you that I'll accompany you till Trieste." "Of all things!" "Yes, and I've already got the wagon-lit ticket." "My congratulations." "But you'll be true to me in America, won't you?" "But I'm true to any woman." "Jesus Maria!" "The monkey business!" "Not there, that's occupied!" "Over there, no. 2." "Get in there." "But why should I go in there?" "Have a bath." "Mama." "I hope I'm not disturbing, Albert?" "You've come just at the right time." "Well, what do you say, beautiful isn't it?" "The flowers are very beautiful." "How kind everybody is to you." "I've brought you something too." "So that you don't drink that cold stuff during the performance." "Milk?" "But that's great!" "This will taste wonderfully." "By the way, has the uncle Medizinalrat been here already?" "What are you doing, Albert?" "Lohengrin!" "Come here, Lohengrin." "Come, Lohengrin." "Lap it up." "This is from Mother and the dear uncle Medizinalrat." "The old pain in the neck." "Who's in there with you?" "I don't know, my dresser, the Kratochwil, with his old cough." "Kiss the hand, Frau Kammersängerin." "You stupid dog!" "I could throw you against the wall." "Then it must be the steam heating." "I'll check the pipes at once." "Really most tiresome." " You see, the Herr Kammersänger." " I don't want to know who's in there, Kratochwil." "I want to know just one thing." "Have you told him already?" "I've made allusions, Frau Kammersängerin, but today he won't be drinking anything anyway." " He won't?" " He won't." "Hardly a sip of mineral water." "In wine lies force and heart and bliss, in grape juice lies light and sun." "This sounds very much like mineral water with bubbles." "Thank God you're here, uncle." "Your obedient servant, Medizinalrat." "What am I to do here?" "You know this comedians' atmosphere makes me physically sick." "He seems so changed these last days." "Why?" "What's the matter?" "Sometimes he just stares, tiredly." "I have never seen him like this before." "And this morning, at breakfast his hand started trembling so much." "I thought he'd drop the cup any moment." "Then he shouldn't drink so much champagne, then the cup won't tremble." "Run across the billowing meadow." "Uncle, won't you sound his chest a bit?" "He'll be away for so long to America." "If only you hadn't married an artist." "I've warned you enough." "With people who think they're divine exceptional beings a normal human shouldn't get involved." "Uncle, please..." "Do it for me." "Will you?" "Alright, I'll "sound him" a bit." ""Sounding him" 25 times might be better." "No please, Herr Medizinal, you cannot go in there right now!" "Because the Kammersänger is just dressing and making up for Othello and he is "blackening himself"." "I'd almost say." " What is he doing?" " He's blackening himself." "Blackening, that's what he's doing." ""Blackening", that's like him." "Please no, Herr Medizinalrat, you cannot." "Locked, I see!" "That's like him too." "Listen, can't I come in?" "On higher command I'm to sound your big artist's heart." "Thank you, no need, my heart is quite healthy to reassure me, Albert." "My heart is a beehive." "You see!" "Your Caruso." "The girls are its master, the megalomaniac makes a fool of us, the life you're leading..." "Nature won't stand that any longer." "Enough!" "With tightrope dancers and good-for-nothings I don't like to get involved." "For me an artist isn't an "extra sausage"." "Get yourself examined by whom you want." "Nobody can help you anyway." "Adieu!" "At last!" "Thank God." "Jesus Mary and Joseph!" "May I introduce the ladies?" "The Frau Kammersängerin." "Our ballet." "Well, Mama?" "Who's here?" "Your steam heating, Albert." "What are you standing around for, silly girl?" "Get out." "What about my wig, you dumb fool!" "Where is my wig?" "Give me my wig!" "You dumb fool!" "Don't babble such nonsense!" "What's the salad doing here?" "Give me the wig!" "Well?" "Mama isn't jealous, I hope... when Papa is playing Othello?" "Mama." "But all this isn't serious." "You see, I only need those women as..." ""mimimi", to raise my voice, as... as a trill." "But you:" "but you're my little mother!" "So this is a sort of double book-keeping, Albert." "Well, you know, one has organize one's time a bit." "Albert." "Yes?" "And you cannot imagine any other life?" "What kind of other life?" "Listen, Albert." "You've been singing for 20 years." "You're famous and we've saved a bit too." "When you're back from America couldn't we live just for ourselves for a few years?" "On the country in our little home." "What's the matter with you, Mama?" "You're so serious all of a sudden?" "I'm hearing this for the first time." "Well, ever since I've been to the marriage license office you haven't let me speak my mind." "You're right about that." "Couldn't you do it for me?" "And quit all that singing." "What?" "You see Albert, this eternal trembling, in the evening before the performance, in the morning before the newspapers and this terrible bustle around here." "Haven't you had enough of all that by now?" "What should I do?" "Quit?" "I'm not to sing anymore?" "I'm not to act anymore?" "I?" "Albert Winkelmann?" "I am no longer to appear out there before my public?" "But Mama!" "This is totally out of the question!" "This is utterly impossible!" "And besides, you must go now, the performance will start very soon." "You hear, the stage manager drumming like mad against the door." "Coming, Herr Manager." "I'm here, Herr Manager." "I can't stand listening to this any longer." "Jawohl, Herr Manager." "Of course, Herr Manager." "But certainly, Herr Manager." "Jesus Maria and Joseph, the Stage Manager." "Kratochwil, the Kammersänger has just eight minutes." "Kiss the hand, Frau Kammersängerin." "Thank you, Herr Manager, I'll tell my husband myself." "Albert." "Your Stage Manager wants you to know..." "Oh, you have a visitor as I can see." "Yes, I have a visitor." "Frau von Dagomirska." "You know her, our charming neighbor from the Wolfgang-Lake." "But certainly, Madame is always watching us in such a friendly manner when we are having our coffee on our balcony." "Dearest Frau Kammersängerin, I just wanted to have a look at Othello and since it had been sold out, I quickly had a... a little free ticket... eh... handed out to her." "My God, my God." "The Kammersänger's signature." "I thank you again, I don't want to disturb any longer." "Good-bye, dearest Frau Kammersängerin." "Good-bye." "Oh, pardon." "Kiss the hand, Madame." "Esteemed Maestro." "The General Manager." "Well, Herr Kammersänger?" "After your return from America we may surely hope for a renewed contract." "A new contract?" "That depends on the "pesetas"," "Herr General Manager." " Pesetas?" " Yes, pesetas, I mean..." "In my new contract "Pinkus the woodpecker" must be chirping plenty!" "Isn't it so, Mama?" "If he doesn't chirp very loud this time, then... there won't be anything left in here." "One could say you look at art from a bird's perspective." "Look at this, read from which perspective the gentlemen in America look at my art." "Here: come to us - stop." "Fame, honour and 5.000 $ per night await you - stop." "I'm preparing the high point of your career - stop." "Yours sincerely, Colwyn." "Colwyn!" "America's greatest manager." "That man knows what's inside an artist's soul." "So do I, Herr Kammersänger." "I'll talk to the Minister of Finance tomorrow." "Yes, talk "tacheles" (plain) with the guy." "Please, Herr Kammersänger, your entry." " Madame, may I take you to your box?" " Very kind." "Where's my sword?" "Here you are." "Give me my sword." " Where is my sword?" " There it hangs." "Then give me the dagger." "Give me my knife." "My coat?" "Where's my coat?" "My manteau." "Get me the manteau." "The manteau, here you are." "Where's the hole?" "Give me my hole." "I implore you, man, give me the hole." "My nerves start to tear apart." "I'm so nervous today." "I'm not in for anybody in splendid voice!" " Albert!" " Now Desdemona too comes in here!" "God in heaven!" "Albert!" "Yes I know, the big cut in the second act." "You know nothing, I won't let you leave like that." "I'll go with you till Trieste." "Nothing doing." "There'll be a crowd!" "Gentlemen, please, take your positions." "Herr Kammersänger, please first spit on the amulets." "The lucky pig." "The mushroom." "The turtle." "Here she is." "The turban bow." "Leave the bow alone." "Winkelmann comes." "Spit on me three times." "That's good." "Albert, I'm so exited." "But why are you exited?" "As soon as we're out there, all those... can..." "Dear radio listeners, after an unprecedented triumph... which could only have happened to a darling of the gods..." "Kammersänger Winkelmann boards at this moment his wagon-lit to travel to Trieste and from there to South America." "Cinema reporters and press photographers crowd in on him while he waves his famous Winkelmann hat." "Just listen, esteemed listeners, to the crowd's enthusiasm." "The police can hardly keep the enthusiastic fans away from Winkelmann's railway carriage." "Now the area has finally been cleared." "And now Winkelmann's famous dresser, Herr Kratochwil, hands his boss' hand luggage into the wagon-lit." "Take our lucky pig, happy voyage, Herr Kammersänger." "What's the matter?" "Please, four-leaved clover." "My good Kratochwil, good-bye." "And stay in good health, Herr Kammersänger." "I'll be back soon, good-bye." "Well, Mama..." "If you want to give me a dressing down now, you'll have to hurry." "I'm leaving in five minutes." "Must you leave, Albert?" "Of course I must." "Or do you want to pay the contractual penalty for me?" "What makes you say that, Mama?" "I am so terribly afraid for you." "Afraid?" "Afraid for me?" "But Mother!" "I am Albert Winkelmann, what could happen to me?" "There's Frau von Dagomirska." "She's looking for you." "Is she?" "She was going to bring me an opera libretto." "Excuse me, one moment." "Excuse the little delay, Herr Kammersänger..." "I just wanted... for tonight give you something to read." "You've always been so thoughtful." "Oh, Madame..." "Haven't we met already today?" "I think we have." "Are you too going with him to Trieste?" "No Miss, you can be reassured." "I'm staying here." "What a pity!" "We all would have been so pleased." "Good-bye." "Excuse me, Mother." "Mama, don't make such a face." "Listen, this is all nonsense." "What can I do if they all keep running after me." "I wouldn't leave you because of them." "Then it'd be better, Albert... if I left you." "What?" "Yes..." "I never felt it so clearly like at this moment." "But now I'm perfectly sure." "It's the best for the both of us." "But Mama, you can't be serious!" "I'm totally serious, Albert." "You don't need a wife, you only need women." "And after a while one feels quite superfluous." "So adieu, Albert." "Please don't start making a row now..." "Albert, when you come back from America I won't be here." "Alright, you won't be here." "I can't help it." "Mama, Mama, listen to me..." "I am so happy, hoiyotoho." "Get in, Ladies and Gentlemen." "Mother, Mother..." "Mother." "I'm sorry, Albert." "Happy voyage." "Good luck in America." "Mama, Mama..." "A bird flies, I am so happy" "I am so happy, a bird flies, life is beautiful and we're happy and where there's drinking and kissing to be had there we are a bird flies, I'm so much in love - hallo." "Theatro Colon Albert Winkelmann El Pierrot Enamorado" "Campanone" "Hallo, Campanone." "Has Winkelmann arrived yet?" "Not yet in his dressing room?" "An hour before the performance, this is unheard of!" "Where's the boy?" "What?" "He hasn't been in the theatre since Lohengrin?" "He didn't even attend the dress rehearsal?" "Who are you?" "Please, Mr. General Manager..." "Ah, it's you!" "Yes, I." "Please, Mr. General Manager... where is the Kammersänger Winkelmann?" "How do I know where the boy hangs around, nothing but trouble with those guest performers." " Herr General Manager..." " I'm not a General, I'm not a Manager, I'm Colwyn and I don't give alms..." "I gave you something last week already." "Campanone!" "Listen to me, Campanone." " Have red banners printed immediately." " Red banners." "Pierrot" " Signor Cardagno" "There he is." "The Italian tenor." "Come in means "entrate"." "So, "entrate"." "Buona sera, signor direttore." "E lei qui me a quemato?" "Que cosa desidere?" "What did the ... say?" "Good Evening." "What else could he have said?" "Then I'll say good evening too." "Good evening." "Buona sera." "So, plazate." "So, possibly, possibile." "Perhaps you sing tonight the Pierrot." "You cantate cosa dice, signore?" "I don't know, I speak such beautiful Italian and the guy doesn't understand me." "Cantate." "Io devo cantare." "Io!" "Signore direttore." "...con tempo songo mai." "...sono infinitamente grazie infinita." " Vuol vedrai que..." " Spieke!" "Voi la parte, Campanone..." ""Shutto" your "trappo"." "Thank you." "Campanone." "Make sure that he stays ready in his dressing room just in case." "And another thing, Campanone." "How do you say in Italian:" "Get out!" "I see, andate." "Thank you." "That's it." "Andante." "Don't you understand: andante." "Do me the single favour and get out." "Ah, devo andare?" "That's what I'm saying: andante." "Alors, ma petite cherie." "Well, it had been a... eh..." "Epatant." "Got it, doll?" "Oh, tu fais des compliments comme si t'etais un vrai espagnol." "Parole d'honneur, you were charming." "But now I have to... mimimimi sing." "You see, chanter." "Et tu ne me dis meme pas au revoir?" "Au revoir, ma petite." "I'll go and watch your performance tonight, you're my dream of an artist." "I can understand that." "Au revoir." "Bye bye." "Ma que cosa volete, signor Cardagno." "Winkelmann nome venuto." "Winkelmann e un bleuff." "Winkelmann e lo grande bleuff de nostro seclo." "Winkelmann e un zero." "Good evening, Herr Colwyn." "Good evening, Herr Winkelmann." "Nice of you to drop in after all." "Why didn't you attend the dress rehearsal?" "I've had a dress rehearsal of my own with my litte French girl." "Besides, I don't need a rehearsal for that old Pierrot slapstick." "That's what you think!" "Did you read the Lohengrin critics?" "No." "I'm not interested in critics." "How were they?" "Never shalt thou ask of me..." "People just don't realize who I am." "Here: some bastard writes:" "I didn't have a chest register." "My little French girl translated that for me." "Then she translated in a very considerate way." "That's not what he writes." "He writes: such a tired, worn-out, miserable Lohengrin..." "Of course." "No wonder." "With this climate here." "With all the dirt one has to inhale around here." "One has get accustomed to that first." "Yes, but one can get accustomed much easier alone than with a little French girl." "Spare me your lectures." "I haven't come here to be taught manners by you." "Pay me out my advance now." "Herr Winkelmann, the word "advance" is unknown to me." " Is that so?" " There won't be any "shooting"." "No shooting?" "And what about the telegram you sent to me to Vienna?" "Fame, honour, glamour, advance, any amount you wish?" "I lied to you, let's enter it in the files." "Then also enter into the files:" "I am not singing tonight." "Then Herr Cardagno will sing." "What?" "Who will sing?" "Herr Cardagno." ""C" like for instance "A" like A misfortune." "I think you don't know whom you're talking to." "My name's Winkelmann!" "A pleasure, I'm sure." "My name's Colwyn." "Colwyn, Colwyn..." "Kolwiczone, that's your name!" "And that's how your manners are like." "The "chosen people's" fate." "We can never please anybody." "Campanone!" "Rosenzweig, that's the boy's name." "Doesn't sound Spanish to me either." "You've missed your real vocation:" "you ought to have been a genealogy investigator." "Sir, I forbid you to use that tone!" "What did I say?" "Why are you so exited?" "You pirate chief, you!" "Cardagno." "Winkelmann." "Dresser." "Get up." "You two-faced crook." "No sei fatto no siesta signore." "Fa un calor da barbaro." "Dormir un poco." "Stop that babbling." "Shut up!" "Bueno bueno signor." "No air in here!" "To suffocate." "Where's Kölnisch water?" "Eau de Cologne." "Ah, agua di Colonga, signore." "Did I have to go through all this?" ""I am so happy"." "Open the window." "come dice, signor?" "Open the window!" "Come dice signor?" "Ventana." "Ah, si senor, ventana." "Air, air, air." "Bueno senor, bueno." "I could slap the lout's face for hours." "Open up everything!" "Open everything!" "Open up!" "air!" "But this is unbearable!" "Nothing but liquid dirt comes in." "Give me something to drink!" "Come dite, senor?" "Drink." "Ah, bevere." "Selveta?" "Un bira?" "No bira, vino, champagner." "Run, run along." "Buono, senore, bueno." "I'd like to vomit!" "What did the guy write about me?" "Tired." "Worn out." "No brilliance." "Old." "Old." "You old bag." "Con te voglio amar." "Come nessun..." "Just you wait, my boy, I'll show you how to sing this." "I'll sing you a love song from which will bloom this night's fairy tale." "I'll only sing it for you beloved, come and be mine." "A thousand women fate has led to me a thousand women..." "Caruso tedesco." "I'll sing you a love song so that your heart will blossom." "So, my boy, now you know." "Herr Kammersänger Winkelmann?" "Who are you?" "What do you want?" "I am Kammersänger Boris Yussupov." "Yussupov?" "Are you the Yussupov who used to sing at Monte Carlo?" "You've created the Des Grieux in Manon?" "Please, sit down." "I hope, with such a famous colleague... to find compassion for my misery." "Silence!" ""Krawackel" tenor!" "Silence!" "I used to be famous too." "Dear colleague." "But as Des Grieux, one evening in the big church scene the high C." "I overstrained and... the voice was gone." "Really?" "Well..." "Things like that happen." "Believe me, colleague" "I've looked up all my former friends but... friends in misfortune..." "I would have preferred to return home but..." "Where one has had so much fame one doesn't dare any more." "One is ashamed." "Being ashamed is a word I do not know." "He who doesn't have the courage for himself doesn't deserve otherwise." " Take it." " Thank you." "Take this too." "Oh, thank you." "Are you crazy, man?" "What else?" "It's been so long since I hear a real Helden tenor." "Would you let me listen to your performance tonight?" "Take the ticket to the box office." "Thank you." "God bless you." "Good luck." "Colleague!" "Old Comedian!" "And that guy wants to make one believe..." "Silence over there!" "Shut up!" "Shut up!" "Tu permets, mon coco?" "Madeleine." "It's you!" "...senor." "Come here, give us something to drink." "Here you are." "This is not the way to drink!" "Mademoiselle." "What do you want from that "meschugge" man?" "Come to me." "A manager in the hand is better than a tenor on the roof." "Ca alors." "You give me votre adresse." "I give you my amour." "Ca va?" "Merci." "Bye bye." "Madeleine." "I sing you a love song from which the night's fairy tales blossom..." "Say, Winkelmann." "Out!" "Winkelmann, be reasonable!" "You're performing as a guest here." "Pull yourself together!" "Show the public here what you're capable of." "I don't give a damn for the local public." "I have sung before quite another public before." "Do you understand?" "And besides, I'm sick of it." "I can't stand it anymore." "Those people down there." "Those beasts." "All they want is a miracle." "I'm only human just like anybody else." "I'm not Caruso." "I want my peace, I want to live." "Live, live." "I'm not a youngster any more." "Winkelmann, what have you been doing to yourself?" "Announce to the audience." "I won't appear tonight." "What?" "You won't appear?" "Yes." "Is this your final word?" "Then there's nothing I can do." "Campanone." "Cardagno." "Campanone, go on the stage and tell the audience:" "Winkelmann is indisposed." "Nonsense, don't cancel, I'm singing!" "So what'll it be?" "I'm singing!" "Wait a moment, the ballet is still on." "I'm singing!" "...signor direttore, io o lei?" "What do I know who'll sing" "Ah no!" "Io canto, I sing." "Good Heavens, this is too much!" "Io canto." "I sing." "Man, who are you, what do you want?" "I'm Cardagno." "Cardagno." "But you're nothing." "Io canto, I sing." "Man, get out of my way, I must go on the stage." "...I'anima mia..." "I sing you a love song quattro mesure quattro mesure..." "I sing you..." "Campanone, Campanone." "Boss, what shall we do?" "Pull yourself together, you coward, step in front of the curtain and tell the people:" "that after the removal of a slight technical disturbance" "Mr. Cardagno will continue the part." "Cardagno, Cardagno." "Senoras i senores." "Como el senor Winkelmann... se in questra indisponesto in este momento non puedo cantare." "What happened to you, colleague?" "Can't you hear me, colleague?" "Winkelmann?" "At last, he has opened his eyes." "And don't worry about the critics." "Just trust Colwyn and his connections." "Colwyn takes care of everything." "Are you feeling better, colleague?" "Do you want a drink?" "He's an Italian." "It comes easy to him." "Young." "That's what he is." "Young." "That's all." "Now Doctor, I'm not a little boy." "I can stand the truth." "So tell me, shall I ever again... be able to sing?" "One can lead a perfectly happy and content life, Herr Winkelmann without singing." "We're no prophets, Herr Winkelmann." "We're only doctors." "So don't take it so..." "God yes, I noticed a critical slackness in the vocal chords which at your age..." "You must have overdone it, living too well, haven't you?" "So..." "Out?" "You're quite healthy, physically speaking, Herr Winkelmann." "You can live to be a hundred." "I see..." "I thank you." "What do I owe you, Doctor?" "You'll only have to adapt your life to it a bit." "A bit less wine." "A bit less women." "And I'm through with singing anyway." "Say, Herr Kammersänger, are you married?" "I'm only asking as a doctor." "A lot depends on it for your future." "Yes, I am married." "And are you on good terms with your wife?" "Eh, yes, we're on quite good terms..." "Then I advise you to return to Europe as soon as possible to your wife." "Let her look after you, till you're well again." "Couldn't you go somewhere on the country?" "My wife has a small house on the Wolfgang-Lake." "I see, in the Austrian..." "Yes, in the Salzkammergut." "Well..." "Again, thank you, Doctor, and... what do I owe you?" "We have your records at home, Herr Kammersänger, my wife and I, especially the wonderful Gral narration." "With this you have fully rewarded us." "Well, so long." "Uncle, there's the boat!" "When you read this report of the South American manager, Herr Colwyn, your gallstones start rattling." "Enormous success." "The Pierrot aria repeated three times." "A shower of flowers, camels attached to his car, drank his petrol." "Now his megalomania will be totally insufferable." "But the main thing is that he's here." "So you've forgotten that you wanted teach your "darling of the gods" a lesson?" "That's unimportant now." "St. Wolfgang - ...next station" "Albert!" "You!" "Mama." "Mama." "How nice of you." "That's really nice of you." "You see, Mama..." "Mama, I..." "I..." "What are our cows doing, Mama?" "Brünnhilde has just had a calf." "We called her Desdemona in honour of you." "That's really nice of you, Mama." "Mother, what's going on here?" "But the people all heard about your triumph in America." "They heard what?" "No false modesty, my dear nephew." "That Colwyn sent crashing reports about your success to Europe." "A military reception?" "Yes." "Popper, of the Embellishment society." "The next gun salute at once and then every 11 1/2 seconds." "Let's sound those guns really good." "Can I rely on you?" " Yes sir." " Wait till I'm gone." "Honorable Kammersänger." "On behalf of the entire technical personnel of the city council, I've come here to..." "I've come here... in this dashing traditional costume to... you, in this dashing tradition costume." "God, one doesn't hear oneself speak!" "I'm so nervous today." "As I said before..." "Please, Herr Kammersänger." "And therefore, I'd like to ask, ladies and gentlemen to join me in shouting" "Long live the honorable Kammersänger." "Vivat Winkelmann - our tenor." "From me too my congratulations to your success, Herr Kammersänger." "I didn't expect anything else from you." "Very kind, Frau von Dagomirska." "That's nice of you, Papa." "Now let's go home, Mama." "Herr Kammersänger, one moment." "The Virgin Society St. Wolfgang to his honorary member." "Bravo, my dear virgins." "That had been wonderful." "I'm proud to be your honorary member." "Bravo." "Mama, let's go home now, it's high time." "Herr Kammersänger, Radio Vienna wants you to say a few words about your future plans, if you please..." "Please come here, Herr Kammersänger." "My God, is there no end to it?" "This happens, Mother, when you've a famous husband." "A little less famous, a little more my husband, I'd prefer that." "Please, Herr Kammersänger." "Just you wait, Mama." "Hallo, hallo, this is the St. Wolfgang churchyard speaking." "During the festive reception, here our Albert Winkelmann." "Please, Herr Kammersänger." "Dear friends." "You want to hear something about my future plans but it'll be totally different from what you're imagining." "There's a saying one should get up from the table when the meal tastes best." "And that's why I've decided." "To end my artistic career." "Jesus Maria." "Herr Kammersänger!" "Yes, I won't sing anymore!" "Don't forget me... and keep me dear in your memory." ""Auf nimmer-wieder-hören"." "Well, Mama." "Are you happy now?" "Albert!" "Now let's go home." "Herr Kammersänger but you'll sing at our big benefit concert for the new water pipes." "Don't be angry, but I've never cared for water." "Herr Kammersänger." "Wrong note, my son." "If you absolutely must sing" "B flat" " D not B flat" " D flat." "Wrong note, you ox." "Oh, the Kammersänger." "Giving singing lessons to the chicken." "Perhaps you'll be so kind as to say good morning to your neighbour." "Good morning." "You don't fool me, you can't be happy." "Beautiful weather today." "I won't allow that little wife of yours to ruin your life." "Albert." "Well adieu, Madame." "I must look after the cow now." "Did she spoil your mood again, Albert?" "I don't know what you all want of me." "My mood is excellent." "But don't be rough with her, Albert." "Senta isn't used to it." "Lohengrin" " Gral narration." "Does it bother you, Albert?" "Nonsense, rubbish." "Stop that damned singing!" "Stop it!" "Good God, Albert, what's the matter?" "Nothing." "As you can see, I'm so happy." "Albert, you... aren't you keeping something from me?" "No." "Albert!" "Uncle!" "With your "uncle" you've managed to frighten away the big carp." "I've been waiting for that big carp for 14 days now." "Uncle, listen to me." "You must give me some advise again." "But you'll be doing the opposite anyway." "Just imagine, he doesn't eat, he doesn't sleep." "He doesn't listen when I speak to him." "He throws the footstool around." "Please tell me, what am I to do with him?" "There he is." "Now he's hooked." "The big carp." "Oh well..." "Fishing and helping a tightrope artist on his legs again, you cannot do both at the same time." "Uncle, what do you think he misses?" "What he misses?" "Applause, that's what he misses!" "That's what he needs." "Without all that bustle such a comedian cannot live for long." "But he's declared in public that he..." " That he won't sing any more?" " Yes." "Nobody takes an artist's word seriously." "Don't accept that sacrifice from him." "Allow him to exercise his "throat" once more and he'll be eating out of your hand." "Really?" "Thank you, uncle." "Thank you." "Hallo." "Miss, give me the Spa Administration." "The representative of the press, Dr. Popper." "Oh, it's you speaking." "That's nice, how do you do, Doctor." "This is Frau Winkelmann." "Listen, Doctor, you've recently asked my husband to participate in a benefit." "Yes, for the water pipes." "I just wanted to tell you that my husband has changed his mind." "Yes." "I can imagine that." "What will he be singing?" "Let me see." "In any case, Brahms." "Feldeinsamkeit." "And..." ""Nicht mehr zu dir zu gehen, beschloss ich und beschwor ich" that's Brahms too." "How dare you, that's out of the question." "Is the guy still on the phone?" "Don't worry, Albert, I know now what you're missing." "An artist cannot live without applause." "Let's run through it, I'll accompany you." "Well?" "Never again go to you." "I made up my mind and swore." "Well?" "And I go each evening." "Albert?" "Albert, what's the matter?" "Have I got it wrong again?" "Don't you want to sing?" "But I cannot sing any more, Mama." "Albert!" "You." "Why didn't you tell me?" "I felt so ashamed in front of you, Mama." "Ashamed in front of me, you silly boy!" "But I've always told you how exceptional I am." "And how was I going to return to you like this?" "A poor ordinary devil." "But Albert, a poor devil is the best husband." "You don't think it's tragic, Mama?" "No, Albert." "Now I can be sure at least that you won't run away soon." "My Mama." "Herr Kammer..." " Kiss the hand." "Kratochwil, you old ox." "What do you want here?" "Herr Kammersänger, the General Manager." "I'm so nervous today." "The General Manager has sent me to you, Herr Kammersänger because of the new contract." "Leave it." "He said, you talk to him, perhaps he'll listen to you." "The General Manager can ... me visit me in the moonshine." "Herr Kammersänger, why, the General Manger asked, why... why doesn't he want to come back to us?" "Just because he's said a few words into the microphone?" "My God, who keeps his word nowadays?" "Please, Herr Kammersänger, and he wants to ask you whether you've gone totally crazy, turned mad out here with the village chicken." "Tell the General Manager that I've become clever out here." "You see?" "No" "In the past, I've been crazy, when I danced on a tightrope before the public, when I shat into my pants before the critics, but now, when I think of it, that all that nonsense doesn't concern me anymore, well Mama." "I could drink up the whole Wolfgang Lake out of joy." "I am so happy, hoiyotoho." "Albert?" "One moment." "In wonderful voice, Herr Kammersänger." "What did the bastards say about me?" "Worn out." "Tired." "No brilliance." "That's a voice!" "A well reposed voice." "A holiday voice." "I'd almost say." "Pack my things, we're leaving." "And I myself will do the talking about my fee with the General Manager." "But Albert." "Didn't I tell you, Mama?" "I'm an exception." "Albert, you want to sing again?" "Of course." "Or did you imagine I'd spent the rest of my days here in St. Wolfgang as a poor devil?" "But what's to become of us?" "What's to become of us?" "Tomorrow, for the 501st time, Lohengrin." "Will you join me, Mama?" "If you need me, Albert." "Till the end of the world!" "Mama, spit on me three times." "You see, Frau Kammersängerin, we don't have to sing." "We just arrive with the swan and the success is already there." "Now be thanked, my dear swan return by the wide waters whither your boat carried me return to where our happiness lies." "The end"