"IN THE PRESENCE OF A CLOWN" " How is the patient?" " Restless and depressed." " I've put him in an empty room." " Let's have a look." "Good evening, Mr. Akerblom." " You may wait outside, Sister." " Of course, Dr. Egerman." "Good evening, Mr. Akerblom." "May I ask you a few questions?" "Of course, Doctor." "Provided I may ask one first." " Have you time?" " Limited." "What do you think Franz Schubert felt like that morning in April, 1823?" "It had snowed that night, and the tiled stove had gone out." " What he felt like?" " What did he feel?" "He sits on his bed in his nightshirt, large cardigan and woollen socks." "He has his chamberpot between his knees and is about to urinate." "As this causes him a little pain, he has pulled back the foreskin." "Then he spots the sore." "It is just below the edge of the glans a sore and a taut hardening where before there had been a redness ugly but not tender." "It is six in the morning, the bells tinkle in nearby Trinity Church." "At that moment, Franz Schubert realises he has syphilis and now I want to know what you think about his emotions that April morning as he sits on his bed looking at his sick willie." "The evening before he'd been to supper with his brother Ferdinand." "A bright and cheerful party, with talented and charming guests." "They had played games and sung." "Friends, joy, music." "Then home through the still damp snow." "Joy - no drunkenness." "But then, syphilis." "What do you think Franz Schubert feels as he sits there?" "I think he senses a kind of sinking feeling." " Sinking?" " Sinking." "Why do you think he has a sinking feeling?" "I was thinking about how I myself..." "A sinking into terror." " Suffocation." "Enclosed" " No notes to help?" " No notes." " Yes..." "The worst ever." "You wanted to ask some questions?" "Mr. Akerblom, do you yourself consider you are ill with "weak nerves" as it says in your notes?" "Also, mania, visions, outbursts, confused thoughts, depression inexplicable euphoria, self- recrimination, sexual fantasies thoughts of suicide, hypochondria, infantile faecal activities..." " But most of all, your violence." " Was that all?" "Well, yes, I think so." "You once said that your real profession was "the inventor's vocation and vision"?" "Exactly!" "Only two of my many appli- cations have rendered me a patent." "Your fiancée, Pauline Thibault, wishes to visit you." "She says you have forbidden her to come." "Are we not to talk about Miss Thibault?" "May I ask why?" "Because it hurts, Doctor!" " So she's not to visit you?" " You said your time was limited." " I have no desire to keep you." " I see!" "Well, we'll meet again." "I liked what you thought about Schubert." "I mean that "sinking"." "I'm glad to hear it." "Goodnight." "Osvald Vogler, at your service." "I'm a retired professor in exegetics at the university and..." "I'm not ashamed to say..." "of independent means." "Please put my bag by my bed." "I'll unpack myself." "Here!" "A little something for your trouble." "So..." ""Arrived at the asylum at 5.13 p.m."" "Excuse me..." "I'm sicker than I look." "Yes, our freedom is restricted, and freedom is God's gift to man." "But don't let us be niggardly and instead compare outer freedom with inner freedom, subjective, by Self conceived and by Self unfortunately destroyed;" "what we call inner freedom as it is so complex that it can't be codified, analysed or classified." "Let's sit down." "For freedom is the most elevated characteristic of the human spirit the ancient source of the Sacred One and the literal immortality of Life." "Our incarceration in this humiliating prison of the body is thus a nullity which is not to disturb the flight of our thoughts." "Inner freedom is however threatened it may seem to be a fascinating, unshakeable fact which we hold in our cupped hands as we raise them to the eternal light." "I would also like to mention that I'm a member of a worldwide society "l'Esclavage rompu, ou la Société des Péteurs du Monde"." " Liberté est notre devise." " What are the aims of the society?" "We support free farting." "We combat the European slavery of farting." "I can extinguish seven lighted candles with one single but powerful fart!" "We must be allowed to fantasize in our appalling situation." "I'm not just talking about you and me, but about Humanity as seen from the perspective of the enlightened human spirit." "We must invest in joint enterprises;" "in that way combat chaos and decay!" "Now... here at this very moment!" "What was I going to say?" " Joint enterprises?" " Joint enterprises..." "Well, yes, that's the way of the world." "What kind of ill-health forces you to dwell in these depressing premises?" "Murderous rage." "I almost took someone's life." "Killed someone." "I had cramp in my jaw muscles, and ground six molars to pieces." "The person who tried to help me out of the terrifying... difficulty was rewarded with a murderous blow so that the skin on the forehead split and blood spurted." "Luckily the skull wasn't broken." "An insignificant crack." " Highly interesting, I must say." " No, not me." "But Schubert is." "What are you reading, Professor Vogel?" " The Confessions of Countess Mizzi." " Oh, do tell me!" "The girl's name was Mizzi Veith, born in a suburb of Vienna in 1884." "She became the most sought-after..." "object of desire... in the city." "Mizzi's mother married a certain Marcell Veith who adopted the girl." "He had no profession, but made out to be a Roman count." "At 14, the little "countess" enters the gallant circles on her stepfather's arm." "Did I mention that the girl was sensationally beautiful?" "Within a year she was hugely talked about, and it was said that she did everything, except one thing." "What was never revealed." "In the late autumn of 1908 she took her young life." "She left a diary which her father sold to an unscrupulous publisher." "At Mizzi's autopsy, it was found that she was still a virgin." " Are you asleep, Mr. Akerblom?" " Yes, but I hear you all the same." ""I'm asleep, but I'm listening." Excellent!" "My wife is a deaf-mute." "She is also rich, and I live well on her wealth." "Mr. Akerblom?" "Swedenborg appears to me and tells me how beautiful the angels are." "They reflect the features of God." "Swedenborg looks at me and says:" ""Believe you me, Professor, I've seen them!"" "Then I find the courage to venture into mysterious worlds and my universe reflects eternity." "And while I travel the insight grows that I will be allowed to see the Eternal One, as if in a mirror!" " What does He look like?" " Swedenborg says:" ""We read that man was created in God's likeness."" ""That means that we partake in His divine wisdom and divine love."" " But what does He look like?" " He is my image or I his." "Could it be that you are God, Professor?" "It wouldn't surprise me." " Mr Akerblom - my wife, Mrs. Vogler." " A pleasure." "Wait a moment." "This is what my wife says:" "My husband... is my life." "I refuse, refuse to let my love be kept in an asylum!" "He maintains he is a drag on me." "It's not true." "In a letter to Dr. Egerman I have begged him to let my husband go." "Yes." "You are released until further notice." "Goodbye and hope to see you soon, Mr. Akerblom." "Thank you, Dr. Egerman." "God, how tired I am." "Goodbye, Mr. Akerblom." "I'm tired!" " That's right, beddybyes now!" " Beddybyes..." "That sounds nice." "We'll take our powders, and we'll sleep as soundly as in mother's arms." "No, not the powder." "I'll let you off tonight, but don't let Dr. Egerman know." "Don't go!" "Dear Sister Stella, my evening star." "Sit here, and I'll tell you how it is." "I'll tell you everything, and it'll be over in a few minutes." "In the old days, they used to punish criminals by sticking a sharpened wooden stake into the delinquent's arse and then pressing it up with light blows of a mallet so that the point gradually comes out at the back of the neck." "Then they raised the stake by the river, and there the wretch hung." "That's what it's like, Sister Stella." "I live threaded on a stake and people walk past, and I become a sight worth seeing a subject of conversation, even." "Don't go." "Don't think I'm asking for pity, like Jesus or Mahler or for that matter Strindberg, that sentimental old whiner!" "No, Schubert Franz, he's my friend, my beloved brother." "Well, that's all." " You understand, don't you?" " No, you can't ask that of me." "Go to bed now." " Say your prayers, if you have any." " I can say it backwards." "Amen." "Happiness given is, loves God whom he." "Goes happiness, comes happiness happiness my is hand God's in." "That was rather silly." "I don't even want to hear it." " Goodnight." " What theatre!" "What an audience!" " Have you been here long?" " Quite a while." "Quite a while." " Am I not quite awake?" " No!" " How are you?" " I'm bored." " How are you, Mr. Törneman?" " Törneman was my cousin who died." "He was a clever clown, he scared the life out of me when I was little." "For that matter, I'm no mister... ..if that's of any interest." " So I'm talking to Your Majesty?" " Yes." "Well, I'll be..." " And now the time has come?" " No." "One say that one is not afraid." "Why should I be afraid?" "As there is no life after life." "For there isn't, is there?" "I don't go around with secrets." "Is that clear?" "Yes, quite clear." "But you are alone, at the actual moment?" "Alone." "Inevitably." "One is always alone." "But on occasion, the aloneness becomes evident." "You are fond of locomotives, aren't you?" "The commanding weight, the ground shaking, the deafening roar..." "The plume of suffocating smoke and the hot steam from the pistons..." "And the irresistible wind from the speed that both propels and repels..." "I'm not revealing anything unknown, am I?" "If you think about it, you have always known?" "I like to think so." "Am I attractive?" "Of course!" "I have a hell of a hard-on!" "Take me from behind." "But do it quickly!" "No, don't touch my breasts." "Can you feel me squeezing?" " Isn't it pleasant?" " Yes, it is pleasant." " Dig your nails in!" " I don't have any." "I bite them." "Get your hand off!" "Stick your thumb up my arse!" " Rigmor!" " Yes!" "That's my name." "Rig-mor." "When I was a child, towards morning, Your Majesty used to dance." "Like this?" " In those days, I was also King." " And now...?" "I don't know... don't know." " Other rules apply now?" " If only they were rules!" "Non-rules?" "It smells mostly like demons." "But I suppose they too can be tormented?" "God, don't let me shit on myself!" "Calm down." "We'll get there." "We always get there in time." "Evil spirits tear at my guts." "All the nasty things I've done to Pauline!" "She's already here." "Miss Thibault is waiting in the office." " Oh God!" " Calm down." " It's too late." " We'll clear up that calamity as well." " You can't escape me!" " Oh, God, the injury!" "Stitched and disinfected." "But there will be a scar." " It was your fault." " You went mad and struck out." " You asked for." " And you asked for the truth." "If you've come to reap my contrition you'll get none of it." " You don't think I've gone mad, too?" " Then what can you have come for?" "The cheap triumph of seeing your future husband's total humiliation?" "I certainly didn't need to come here to see your humiliation." " That's been a daily bitter diet." " It didn't sound like that then." "I imagined I had a task." "Here comes the bit about my stepmother and her jealousy..." "Was I supposed to be jealous of your stepmother?" "But never mind." " I have a suggestion to make." " What kind of suggestion?" "I've spoken to Dr. Egerman." "He has to keep you locked up till the New Year." "Otherwise you'll be put in gaol for six years for trying to kill me." "How about that?" "But on Jan. 1, he can discharge you on probation, if I look after you." "And I'll damned well keep you on the straight and narrow." " You mustn't swear like that." " I'm an independent woman." "No one tell me what words I have the right to use." "Did you hear that?" "And it's quite clear?" "Then I'll go on." " A reply from the Patent Office." " With my application returned." "They write:" ""Your application cannot be granted as your 'cinematocamera' " "was constructed already in 1886 by R.W. Paul" "who soon saw that his invention would have no practical application."" ""However, the world patent remains:" "London C.D.C. 18963875."" ""Signed Stockholm, October 14, Q. Nilsson, Patent Officer."" "Stamped and franked." "It cost 7.55 kr to redeem this document." "Did you think I'd be miserable?" "That bright idea already lies far back in my life." "The cinematocamera is dead, long live the living, talking picture!" "Cinématographie vivante et parlante!" "Away with scratchy records!" "Away with fumbling mechanics and wretched four minute film cuts!" "Here is the projector in a sound- insulated chamber." "There, the screen where the picture is outlined." "A lovely woman turns to the audience and whispers with sensual, moist lips: "I love you, Bertrand!"" "No distracting text!" "No delay!" "You, the spectator, hear the whisper..." "It strikes your heightened emotions at the moment it is pronounced." "Cinematography, man's greatest invention, is perfected." "Like all great innovations, it is a foolishly simple construction." "And how?" "The screen on which our heroine's face is projected is transparent." "Behind the screen is an actress." "She speaks the lines into a micro- phone when the heroine says them." "The microphone carries them via an amplifyer to a loudspeaker." "Voila, la cinematographie parlante!" " It sounds revolutionary!" " We'll make a film with this method." "What will it be about?" "It'll be gripping cinematography." "Lots of music." "A piano behind the screen." "You playing Schubert symphonies..." " Why Schubert?" " The film is about Schubert!" "And his love deal with Countess Mizzi who drowned herself in 1908." " Didn't Schubert die in 1828?" " So what?" " She, a poor prostitute, he, a genius." " Wasn't she a countess?" "Don't quibble over words!" "I need pens and good quality writing paper." "But Carl..." "Let your young heart be enthused, my darling." "Just for once." " This once!" " I want to so very much." " This is the future!" " But actors cost money." "Trifles!" "Who'll be Schubert?" "I myself, in all modesty." "I shall be an incomparable Schubert!" "And you are created for Mizzi!" "But I was to play the piano!" "And a prostitute?" "What will my aunts say?" "I told you Mizzi was a virgin." "Didn't I?" "She was." " Then how could she be a prostitute?" " What trivial questions!" "The film industry is in difficulties." "The problems are artistic rather than financial." "New ideas produce new money." "I see lovely, colourful, brilliant pictures faces, limbs, movements and music." "Sometimes I wonder why I love you as I do." "You're fat, you're bloated, your hair's beginning to grow horribly grey." "You're not kind, you've tried to kill me." "You've deceived me twice." "What do you want with other ladies and why are they attracted to you?" "When clear-sightedness afflicts me, quite often these days I don't understand why I actually love you!" "But now, as you sit there... holding forth on your living, talking film and all that we are going to do together I just want to cry and fall to my knees and even kiss your hands." "Come, let me embrace you, Akerblom!" "You can go in." "Mr. Akerblom!" " This is my fiancée." " Pleased to meet you." "Once home, I longed to be back." "I have insisted on institution clothes." "My wife has finally accepted." "She cried all day, but now she's happy." "Shall we make a toast?" "What about a joint project?" "Against chaos and dissolution?" " What does your wife say?" " She just repeats:" "We love all of us!" "A minute ago I related to my fiancée a project of global importance." " A joint project?" " Definitely!" "AV Film has the honour to present the first and only living talking film in the history of the world!" ""The Joys of a Lady of the Night" a cine-drama in tree acts by and with Carl Akerblom, Mia Falk, Pauline Thibault, Osvald Vogler." "This gripping drama is set in Vienna in the 19th century and tells of The Passionate Love between Franz Schubert and Mizzi Veith." "Gorgeous scenery!" "Lovely music!" "Great acting!" ""Nobody remains unmoved." The Molde Chronicle." " Hello, Miss Thibault, Miss Falk." " Hello, Mrs Berglund." "How are sales?" "Eleven tickets, and that's not bad, considering how remote we are." " And the weather." " That, too." "Mr. Landahl, the wind has torn the poster to pieces." "I'll fix it." "It's qoing to get colder, and stormy from the north with more snow." "People will have trouble getting here." " Hasn't Akerblom showed up?" " No." "He's probably taking a walk." "He lived here as a child, didn't he?" "I shall be in the ticket office." "Stenbjörka, Storforsen, Videvik, Mörktjärn - and now Granäs." " No triumphant procession, eh?" " But you've had food and lodging." "You can leave!" "Anything you want, but don't whine." "I've seen the film sixteen times." "I rate it as an experience equal to seeing The Conspiracy of the Batavians at the Nationalmuseum." "You'll remember this time, Miss Falk, and be grateful." "Kiss my arse!" "Slowly." "Mia Falk, I've had enough!" "I've seen you in bed with Akerblom, I've heard you kissing and cuddling." "I've tolerated your insults and your humiliating allusions." "But there comes a point when nothing is of any importance except the enjoyment of pressing this red-hot iron into your nasty face!" " Oh hell, I was only joking." " Thought as much." "I can't help it if Akerblom chases me like a hornet." "It's snowing heavily now." "And the wind's got up." " I must be off to my lecture." " Calm down, it's in two hours' time!" " Petrus, will you put the screen up?" " I'm waiting for Akerblom to help me." " I suppose you can wind?" " I don't know, I think so." "But can you load?" "Never mind, I can help you in the intervals." "There'll be two intervals." "Then you put the light on and sell sweets." " How's your cough?" " Everyone in Granäs has a cold." "We all snivel, you just have to adapt to it, as the vicar says." " But how can you..." " Be here today?" "I'm playing hookey." "Ought I to give up an experience for my duty?" " The experience is the only real duty." " You may be right." " I must finish the ironing." " And I must put up a new poster." "I've got a toothache." "Oh, to hell with this!" "I'll get the train to Falun." "The freight train stops at Granäs at three o'clock." "The tooth hurts and I think it's loose." "The doctor said he would have to cut the gum and clean it, so I said no." "Have you lost your powers of speech?" "Presumably." "I'll be off then." "No farewell kiss?" " You aren't angry that I'm leaving?" " No, Mia, not angry." "I'm just sad beyond all reason -- and tired." "Go now, before someone sees you." "See the dentist as soon as you can." "It smells a bit peculiar." "It was for your sake I joined you on this adventure." "The money!" "Can't we both run off, and leave the old men and all this shit!" "Take this." "And go, at once." "The probable postulates the existence of the improbable." "So the probable is unacceptable as it presupposes the improbable." "Exactly!" "Good afternoon, my Paulina Lilywhite!" " Is there any food in the house?" " Beef broth and bread." " How's Osvald?" " I don't know." " Quite a hangover?" " He's worse since his wife left." "On the contrary!" "Uninhibited drinking has made him quite coherent." "He's 78, after all." " And where's Mia?" " I'm not sure." " What tone of voice was that?" " You seem to be in an enviable mood." " Where've you been all day?" " Granäs is my childhood country." "Pappa built a handsome summer place hall-way up the mountain." "I roamed around, just roamed around." "I took the forest track to the house, wondering whether it was inhabited." "There were no shutters, but it was all dark and locked up." "Footprints and wheel marks in the snow, though..." "It was almost mysterious." "The river flowing far away down there, dark and gleaming the snow falling and falling and sometimes the wind blew and the birches swung their branches..." "Mrs. Berglund has sold eleven tickets." "Landahl!" "We must place the cinematograph!" "Kind of you to help, now our labour force has been decimated." " Wherever is Mia?" " You must keep track of her yourself." "We'll put the projector in the gallery connect the electric cable and put stronger fuses in the fusebox." "The loudspeakers are up." "All I have to do is connect the microphones." "If we don't see to the fuses they'll blow, as in Besna and Lännheden when we put the lights on." " Have you got two pennies?" " I suppose so." "I should think that's both illegal and dangerous." "Art knows no laws!" "For art everything is dangerous!" "Now we'll put the projector at the very front of the gallery." "People like to sit in the front rows." "We must close off the gallery." "That's a fire regulation." " We must put the extinguisher here." " That's taken care of." "Nitrate film explodes like powder." "It's inflammable like hell." "19 theatres burnt down last year in Italy. 117 people lost their lives." "Wait by the car, Jansson." " I am Carl's stepmother." " And I'm his fiancée." "As Carl is under guardianship, the betrothal is somewhat douhtful." ""Adult male may without permission of his guardian undertake betrothal or any comparable connection not involving finance."" " May I sit down?" " Of course." "Excuse the mess." "We've been delayed by the storm." " So there's to be... what is it called?" " A cinema performance?" " Excuse me, nature calls." " Osvald, put something on!" "Professor Vogler, I presume." "Couldn't you sit down?" " I'm afraid I have nothing to offer..." " I haven't come here for coffee." "I imagine so." "Carl's guardian has written to Professor Vogler's wife as we are aware that she has financed the enterprise." "The other week he received a reply in which the Professor's wife says that on her husband's request, she has withdrawn from all commitments and that she knows nothing of the future destiny of the project." "In a post-script she mentions that Mr Akerblom and Proffessor Vogler have run through 72 000 kronor and that Miss Thibault is now to be held responsible for finances." "Would you be kind enough to state the reason for this visit?" "I have come to take my foolish stepson home." "And if I say no?" "I admit that I feel a reluctant admiration for your person." "Also, we have something in common:" "our love for the boy Carl." "We love him, it's as simple as that." "When I became his stepmother, he was 26, but still a child a highly neglected child badly treated by his friends and his older brothers." "Kind and industrious, terribly cleanly and anxiously pedantic." "The great difficulty was that he was afflicted with attacks of rage." "He once actually broke my nose." "Why are you telling me all this which I already know?" "You know only what my stepson happens to have told you." "Would you mind not smoking." "It embarrasses me." "I care for this careless old child." "I want to give him a little security." "So do I." "When he realises his grand project has gone the way of the world..." "No." "If it's any consolation to you, Carl and I are fairly unhappy." "We quarrel." "He lies to me, although he doesn't have to lie." "The weeks in February when we shot the film was a grandiose hell." "I was to play Mizzi, the leading female part but then he caught sight of a young actress called Mia Falk." "She seduced him and I was out in less than twenty minutes." "Vogler who wrote the script came daily with changes and new lines." "He and Carl and Mia ganged up against me, and what was I to do?" " I believe I have some sherry." " Thank you." "And the money poured out." "At that time it wasn't a problem as Mrs Vogler realised that her beloved husband was happy." "So she paid, and I assured her that as long as the masterpiece was finished the money would be retrieved." "But no film company wanted to take it in hand." "There we were with "the first and only living speaking film in the world"." "And we said:" "Let's go on tour!" "We'll hire premises as we go, And one day we'll be visible." "And then success will come!" "But Vogler suddenly sent his kind wife packing, and she left with the money." " And that's how things are." " Time to call a halt, perhaps?" " I've still got 653 kr in the cash box." " And how long will that last?" "It depends on how much we take in." " How did you meet my stepson?" " Hasn't he told you?" "Yes, quite a bit." "Someone had opened his eyes." "His previous life had been an illusion." "When I wanted to know more, he became very stern and asked me to keep out of it." "I was very distressed." " A drop more?" " Thank you." "We met in August two years ago." "He sang in the University Choir, and I played the piano." "At the party afterwards Carl was troublesome." "Someone praised Leibniz, and Carl, enraged, quoted Schopenhauer:" ""In compassion we gain higher freedom and feel fellowship with all the suffering in the world."" "His fine, beautiful eyes were black with rage and that fat, clumsy, shy, anxious creature..." "I looked at him and..." "Then there was a terrible to-do." "He grabbed a cheese knife and slashed his antagonist's cheek." "He ended up in the asylum and I wrote to him and got lovely replies full of poems and drawings." "Then I started to go and see him, and we got engaged, secretly of course." "And he tried to kill you." "You could say that, perhaps." "And now we're here in Granäs 653 kronor from the end." " Roughly that, yes." " And then?" "I don't care." " It doesn't worry you?" " I'm beyond that kind of worry." " How remarkable." " Is that a compliment?" " Perhaps this could be of some use?" " No, thank you." "No?" "I understand." "Now I must ask you to leave, Mrs Akerblom." "Forgive my lack of courtesy, but I wish to prevent a meeting." "Goodbye, Miss Thibault." " Yes, yes, yes." " What is it?" "My husband died six years ago." "He was ill for several years but then my life became empty." "Then my daughter married, unhappily." "Everything was... is deplorable." " And your son died?" " He was killed in an air accident." "He was a meteorologist and studied the formation of thunderstorms." " I seem to get so tired." " Was it Carl's illness?" "Not the first time, nor the second." "But what happened to you..." "I knew about his jealousy." "It was my fault." "This is how it is with Carl and his stepmother." "He rests on my heart, and I neither want to nor am able to tip him off." "When I joined the household I was about the same age as you are now." "On the very first day, he curled up above my heart just here and there he stayed." "Sometimes it was rather sore." "And now I've taken over the responsibility?" "Perhaps you think I'm jealous?" " Is that so inconceivable?" " Perhaps a little naive." "But I love him." "You can't tell catastrophes in life to go away." "All emotion here, a passion there, a hospital, medicaments promises, death." "Friendly relations, solicitude, discipline." "Love, if you want." "All those are chance circumstances, thin threads..." " I'm just tired." "Tired of waiting." " Will you come to the performance?" "Not I, but my daughter Karin, Carl's half-sister, who is staying with me." "They are very attached to each other." "Goodbye, Miss Thibault." " Osvald!" " I took a chill." " Why are you sitting here?" " I didn't want to disturb you." "Come on now, we'll put you to bed." "Switch on the current, Landahl!" "Don't be afraid." "The worst that can happen is that the temperance hall blows up." " Very good!" "The pennies did the trick." " They did, indeed." "And I wind and wind..." " Come on down!" " I'll switch off and come down." " Have you seen Mia?" "Where is she?" " Go and look for her." " Mamma was here." " Just as well you kept away." "I don't want to know what she said." "Let's get the screen up!" "Yes, hoist the sail of the craft which is to take us to the boundless continent of mysterious shadows!" " Now you really must find Mia." " She's left." " Left?" " She's left, yes." "Well, that's no disaster." "We can actually well do without her." "And save money, too." "She was expensive to run, the little whore." " What are we going to do then?" " You take over the part." " I don't know the lines." " I think you do." "You can read them from the script." "We'll ask someone to hold a torch." "Who, if you're to be Schubert and I'm Mizzi and Osvald speaks the other parts and Petrus works the projector?" "It's time to let the audience in, isn't it?" "Yes, let the audience in and illuminate the premises, Mr Landahl." "Then it's all right for you to go in." "That's the teacher from Frostnäs, Märta Lundberg, who came on skis." "Pastor Ericsson's not coming because he's got a cold." "I invited Mrs Persson." "She never goes out since her husband killed himself." "He was a brooder." "Algot Frövik has such trouble with his joints, he's almost an invalid." "It gets even worse when it's cold." "But if it's a question of culture, nothing on earth will stop him." "Superintendent Larsson puts in an appearance, that's unusual but he's not here in the course of duty; he's intimate with Hanna." "That's a terrible secret, but everyone knows." "Fredrik Blom was cantor in Frostnäs and took to the drink." "He has a small pension and does research into chorales from the area." "And that's Mrs Bergman, Akerblom's sister." " So the time's come, has it?" " The audience is already in the hall." " I've forgotten what I'm to say." " First you welcome the audience." "Then you say that Granäs is at this moment the centre of the artistic expansion of cinematography." "There's no need to go on so." "I know my part." " How are you feeling?" " I'm a bit dizzy." "Quite a bit." " Will you be all right?" " Yes, yes." "Oh Kajsa!" "Dearest little sis..." "You've come to see your brother's Spectacle!" "The doctor thought the boys needed a change of air." " It's wonderful!" "Come and see us." " I'm not alone." " Where is your Pauline?" " Here she is." "Good evening." " What a lovely dress!" " It's not exactly 19th century." "Come in afterwards, even if you didn't think much of our performance." "Hadn't we better start?" "It's 8.15, and the entire audience seems to be here." "Lend me your hand, and I'll find you an excellent seat." "Bang the gong, so I'll know when to put out the light and start winding." "Ladies and gentlemen!" "In the terrible caves of primaeval times people assembled and in an unfathomable excess of desire painted figures on the damp walls, carved or hammered out ornaments." "Through mighty storms and in every conceivable discomfort other people came to look at those painted and carved figures or to feel the polished amber in their hands." "Can one be anything but moved..." "but that is a rhetorical question." "I don't think that anyone of you, in front of or behind the curtain has grasped the greatness in this evening's..." "SHOWS" "A TALKING CINEMA DRAMA" "TO WIT" "A splendid spring day." "Franz Schubert lies on his poor death-bed." "You came after all, my darling Mizzi!" "Whatever happens, you must know that I love you, my own Franz." "Play for me, my dearest." "Play for me." "In his last moments the Maestro listens to this never before heard music." " I think the vestibule is on fire!" " The fusebox is on fire, that's what." "Don't panic, I've got a torch." "I'm on my way with the fire extinguisher." "Damnation!" " I hope it's insured." " It's the twilight of the gods!" " He's going to make it!" " The ceiling's on fire too." " I hope it won't fall down." " Could it?" " What we need now is coffee." " I think we have plenty of candles." " Yes, both big and small." " Left over from the Christmas party." " Play something soothing for them." " That's a good idea." "One moment, ladies and gentlemen." "I have a suggestion." "Would you honour me by lending my suggestion a willing ear?" "We have braved the rage of the elements and the electric demons!" "We have beautiful candles, we have food and drink and there's warmth in the stove." "We have music." "We'll sit here and let the drama take shape in our circle." "Let's start at once!" "Let's put the moon in the sky." "And let its light shine on the bench." "Music, Miss Thibault, if you please." "Dear friends!" "We move to Vienna in 1823 a warm, almost close, August evening." "We find ourselves in the leafy grounds of a magnificent palace where statues shimmer in the twilight and the fountains play." "The French windows are open, the festive rooms radiate light..." "Dance music, laughter and hubbub." "On a marble bench sits Franz Schubert." "I'm Franz Schubert, and I'm deep in thought." "An exquisitely beautiful woman timidly approaches." "You can come now, Pauline!" " May I sit down?" " Your Grace!" " Am I disturbing you?" " Please, sit here in the moonlight." "Thank you for your music-making." "People's indifference must offend you." "No, I'm neither sad nor offended." "The Count is extremely generous." "He has offered to buy my last string quartet for an astonishing sum." " Provided I let him publish it." " But how can you allow..." "I can immediately write another quartet." "He can't." "A secret, Herr Schubert." "I'm not a Countess at all." "I'm just a little whore." "My stepfather has just sold me to Baron Siraudon." "The one who writes comedies and farces." "He's colossally rich and owns two palaces in Hungary and apartments in London and Vienna." "I'm to live in one of them." "It was fortunate that the Baron bought me though I can't say he's particularly nice." "A doctor certified that I was a virgin." "My stepfather gave me 2,5 % of the purchase sum, wasn't that nice?" "But the funniest thing of all is that I'm still a virgin." "How considerate of Baron Siraudon." " There's a bit of a wind." " Perhaps we should go in?" "No, I like it when it rustles in the oak trees by the river bank." " Yes." "That's it." " You laugh?" " We're both bought and sold." " I must have been more expensive." "Rent, wardrobe..." "I feel quite proud when I think of how costly I am!" " At least 5 000 guilders!" " I won't say the price of my quartet." "May I hold your hand?" "You bite your nails, Herr Schubert!" "There you are, my errant dove!" "It was hot in the ballroom, and I have a fever." "This is..." "Wouldn't I recognise our beloved Master?" "All Vienna sings his songs." "An appropriate meeting!" "Today I attended a rehearsal of my comedy "Women's Whims", with the lovely Madame Sassari." "But she complained." " What troubled the great actress?" " She sings a little ditty..." "It recurs in every act, it's her signature tune, you see." "It goes like this:" "My pussycat, what doth thou want?" "Pussycat, pussycat." "How I love thee." "The composer has not grasped the subtle obscenity of the poem." "Can you help me?" "My pussycat." "What doth thou want?" "My pussycat, my pussycat." "I love you so." "You are a true Master." "Please write down the notes." " And payment?" " At your pleasure." " I'm going to teach you not to run." " Not here!" "Not now!" "I find you in the arms of that filthy squinting musician!" "You must rinse your mouth with iodine." "And then a rose edema." " But first I must punish you!" " Not here!" " I'm still here." " Oh, I didn't see that." " An acknowledgement for your tune." " Thank you, Herr Baron." "Arrange your clothing." "We're going to dance the pavane." "Give me your hand." "Farewell, Master." "I remember your tune perfectly well." "Schubert stood outside the tall win- dows and watched the stately dance." "He wept with humiliation and sudden insight." "This is the end of Act 1." "You may applaud now, if you wish." "Change of scenery." "Will the audience please sit here." "The piano goes there." "Anyone for another cup?" "There's plenty of coffee." "Are there many acts?" "I was supposed to be home by 11." "Two more, but they are not long." "I wasn't asking because it was dull." "No, thank you." "No pastry for me." "Towards the end Schubert must have realised how he was to do the last movement of his Great Symphony?" "Excuse us." "Before the play continues I would like to read something I found long ago in a book." "It's the story of a man seeking his way." "It's as if the seeking had become the main thing and was concealing what he was seeking." "The author writes:" ""You complain that you cry out, and that God doesn't reply." "You feel imprisoned and you're afraid that it is a life sentence although no one has said anything." "Consider then, that you are your own judge and your own gaoler." "Prisoner, leave your prison!" "To your astonishment you will find that no one will stop you." "The reality outside prison is indeed terrifying but never as terrifying as your anguish down in that locked room." "Take your first step towards freedom." "It is not difficult." "The second step is more difficult but never allow yourself to be defeated by your gaolers who are only your own fear and your own pride."" " Well, that was it." " Won't you have a little coffee?" "Now we must begin Act II." "This is what it looks like." "Behind a tattered screen we find Schubert's simple resting place." "On the iron stove there are unwashed kitchen utensils of the simplest kind." "A piano, a few chairs and a broken table." "I hope you are able to imagine all that as well as the unendurable stench of mould, dirt and the primitive medicaments the Master takes to fight his decay." "He is being visited by a good friend, Marcus Jacobi the respected organist in Trinity Church." " Well?" "You say nothing?" " You must give me breathing space." "You're my friend, Jacobi." "We've played the symphony right through." " I've only confided in you." " It's a major work." " Yes, great." "My greatest." " I mean long." " As your friend, I must be honest." " You don't like my symphony." "The beginning is brilliant." "I don't say things to console you." "You told me you were looking for a teacher in composition technique." " What happened?" " I lacked the courage... and money." "A pity, Schubert." "Your symphony suffers from the most terrible faults." "In several places, the violin and wind sections are quite unplayable." " And this... sounds utterly baroque." " It's supposed to sound baroque." " The last movement seems frantic." " That's my intention." "How many times do you repeat the main theme in all this masticating?" " I haven't counted." " Forgive my honesty." "I may be wrong." "The theme, the main theme, the constantly recurring theme is a cry... of joy!" "I stood here at my desk and I couldn't avoid at every moment, I couldn't avoid feeling in my body in my flesh, in my sex, in my nerves, in my heart in the terrifying racing of my heart how my illness was burrowing away how those repulsive medicaments were poisoning my nerves." "Every minute." "I was in hell." "But God sent me that cry of joy, that cry that is so short." "And it helped, it made the pain unimportant." "It made the rage of the medicines into distant echoes." "I thought that..." "My intention was to..." "I thought that other people tormented by their hellish humiliation as I am tormented..." "I thought I would cry out to them as to myself." "And I cry out so long and so often the pain becomes unreal and the illness a phantom." "The great form has never been your form." "You are no Beethoven." " You're Schubert, and that's enough." " What revisions should I make?" "I can only give you one piece of advice." " Forgive me." " Don't ask forgiveness, brother." "You've done your friend the greatest of favours." " You've told the truth." " I must go." "I have Mass at three." "Goodbye." "I'm sinking... sinking." "By all means, come in." "Good evening, Franz." "It's heavenly spring weather outside." "Shall we take a little walk?" "Only as far as you can manage." " You're happy, Mizzi?" " For your name-day." "Sit down and tell me." "Something's happened, I can see that." "I've given Paul Siraudon the boot!" "Goodbye, Baron, and your comedies and rose enemas and little whips!" " What does your stepfather say?" " He's just now reading my letter." "I tell him the state of things and my very own decisions!" " You can hardly write your name!" " I dictated it to a student." "Don't keep asking silly questions!" " Love?" " The great love, the all-embracing." " Can he support you?" " He can hardly support himself." "But I'm temporarily in the chorus at the Folk Theatre." " You have your jewels." " I've given them all back." "The Baron promised to let me out if I did all the things he likes best." "So I did, but he didn't live up to his promise, and gave me a beating." "Would you like to see my backside?" "It's rather colourful." "Suddenly I was out, in that great windy park by the Danube." "I was so insanely cheerful I cried out aloud:" "I can do what I like!" "So I picked those flowers and ran here and tell you what had happened!" " And the student?" " We can't meet until this evening." " Let me contribute to your evening." " You are the very nicest man!" " I must be allowed to kiss you." " No, no kissing." "No, no, no..." "Pull yourself together, Carl." "I know you can, if you want to." "And I know you want to." "Listen to me." "It's all right, Carl." "It's nothing to be afraid of." "Excuse me." "Please excuse me." "I don't know what came over me." "I'm usually of an extremely controlled nature." "Let's bring this drama to a close." "It is autumn and the leaves on the trees in the parks have all fallen." "Schubert is seriously ill, living on alms from his brother Ferdinand." "It's a Thursday afternoon in October." "You remember the beginning of our film." "Now we're there again:" "same pictures, same misery, same words!" "Schubert says:" ""You came after all, dearest Mizzi!"" "Whatever happens, you must know I love you, my own Franz." "Mizzi, this is the score of my last sonata." "Please hand it over to my brother Ferdinand." "You must go." "I've fouled myself and vomited." "The smell is terrible." "I've come to say goodbye." "I and my student are off to Paris shortly." " A joy!" " Goodbye then, my poor dear Franz!" " Herr Schubert?" " To whom do I own this honour?" "Count Marcell Veith." "Little Mizzi's stepfather." " Ghastly!" "There is no God!" " I am dying." "Please show my humiliating condition the respect of getting to the point." "Mizzi, my poor child, has taken her own life." " She was so happy." " And the blame rests on you." "She loved you and was prepared to throw everything away." "A brilliant career, a wonderful lover, a father's love, all this she gave up in her blind love for a wretched musician." "This morning, at 10.30, my servant announced a visitor." "In the vestibule two police officers in civilian clothes informed me that my daughter had been found under Tegenbrücke." " But the student?" " What student?" " How can you know... ?" " Very simple, and terrifyingly obvious." "My daughter kept a combined diary and account book." "Please read it." "Read and consider." "Let the flush of shame flare on your ravaged cheeks." "If I didn't know that you will soon suffer the rake's painful death I would challenge you to a duel." "But I don't wish to reduce your suffering." "A harsh God holds his hand over your head." "Revenge is mine, says the Lord." "Excuse me... excuse me." "Some courteous gentlemen are waiting for me outside that door." "They are sent by my wife to gather up what's left of Osvald Vogler and deliver him into the security of the asylum." "How often in their foolishness have people not imprisoned the prophets?" "But we have never yet called on the scores of angels." "The rustle of their wings has not yet reached the ears of mankind with the exception of, for instance, Beethoven." "There is testimony." " Stop now, Osvald." " No, I want to go on!" "One day darkness will thunder over the cities." "One day worms will eat into your rotting bodies." "Your entrails will come out of your shameful orifices those that exist and those that the angels of Satan have ripped open." "I'm cold." "Where's my overcoat?" "No, there's no defense!" "You're talking about the wrong day." " The wrong day?" " Quite wrong." "But all my rage?" "What shall I do with my justifiable rage?" "Poor, poor Mr Vogler." "I've got your hat and your coat, Professor." "Goodbye, Osvald." " Where are his galoshes?" " We forgot them in Avesta." " The storm has died down." " Is the play over?" "What?" "Of course..." "You mean the film?" "The cinema film is practically over." " But is there anything left?" " A little, but not much." "Pauline plays a few bars..." "Will you please play the end and there's a large close-up of the dying Master who is looking straight at the spectators, roughly like this." "And then we have to imagine the wretched, ill-smelling room filling with a mysterious light." "When he hears the wonderful notes, he smiles although he is so tired, and he says..." "He says: "I'm sinking."" "Then he's silent for a few moments listening to his own music." "Then he says, as clearly as anything:" ""I'm not sinking."" ""I'm not sinking" " I'm rising."" "Then the picture darkens and the music ends." "Our film is over." " Time to be going home then." " Thank you very much and goodbye." "Goodnight..." "I dozed off for a while but I start milking at 5.30 so I get tired in the evenings." "But it was so..." "Well, thank you and good night." "I can help in the morning." "Just phone, Granäs 12 is my number." "I'll come and help with the packing before 7.30, then I have school." "I want to give you this book, Miss Thibault." "It's got underlining and dog-ears..." "Thank you." "It'll be a cold night so keep the stove going." "Sure to be thirty below." "You can see that from the moonlight." " Come on, Hanna, I'll take you home." " Goodbye then." "We'll take down the projector in the morning." "I'll be along with the truck." "The freight train usually gets to Granäs by quarter past nine." "Shall I wake Blom?" "He's fallen asleep on his bench." "No, I'm not asleep." "Thank you for the lovely music, Miss." "I interpret the Schubert sonata differently." "No criticism intended." "It was lovely, though somewhat feminine for my taste." "But absolutely lovely." "Thank you." "Thank you and goodbye." "Wait, Blom, we'll go together." "We're going in the same direction." "Put on your ear-flaps!" "This has been a great rendering of real art!" "Excuse my saying so, but the play was greater than the film!" "Thanks again." " Goodnight, sis." "Thanks for coming." " Thank you for a lovely evening." " Mamchen sends a message to you." " Something unpleasant, no doubt." "Don't put on airs!" "This evening's takings amount to 8 kronor 80 öre." "Not too bad." "And the message?" "Should you wish to stay the night with us, you're welcome." " How very kind of Mrs Akerblom." " I wouldn't grant her such a triumph." " You can tell her that from me." " I simply can't say that!" "Tomorrow the lunatic will be carted off to the asylum by Gustaf-Adolf!" "You know he's in Florence with his new wife." "Mamma and I and old Miss Nilsson and my boys make up the whole complement." " You've got the boys with you?" " Come and do some conjuring, Carl!" " We had such fun last winter!" " Then I could..." " What do you say, Pauline?" " I say nothing, to avoid trouble." "Please thank our mother for her incomprehensibly friendly invitation but tell her it came too late." "Goodbye Carl." "Sleep well." "No." "No!" "Are you asleep, Pauline?" "Why don't you answer?" "Are you angry about something?" "Are you going to send me back to the asylum when it comes to an end?" "Come over here." "Come!" " You're going to leave me." " I'm not going to leave you." " You're lying." " You'll never know the truth." "Make up your mind to believe me." "I have no intention of leaving." " Now you're lying again." " All right, then I am." " You'll make sure I'm locked up." " Shall we stop now?" "Do as you like." "Just don't think I'm afraid." "Oh, for Christ's sake!" "Look at me!" "Look at me!" "LOOK AT ME!" "Am I going to die now?" "Perhaps we both are." "That's all right." "Don't reproach me, please." "Nor yourself, for that matter." "No." "I would like to say that my step- mother is an extremely amiable lady." " That's what you usually say." " Karin would have woken the boys..." "They would have tumbled out of the nursery and demanded conjuring tricks." "Or something else we usually do together." "And I would have said that tonight it's much too late but tomorrow we'll look at the moving pictures." "Then we would have sat down under the brass lamp in the dining room." "The boys would have been there, too." "And we'd have drunk stepmother's elderberry aquavit and helped ourselves to herring and eggs with anchovy and liver paté and cold meat-balls and boiled ham and poached eggs and best of all:" "Miss Nilsson's game paté." "Then when we'd had enough we would help to clear away and then sit by the fire until only the embers were left by which time the boys would have fallen asleep." "And I would carry them into the nursery... my nursery!" "For Christ's sake it's my nursery, Pauline!" "Then we would have sat for yet another while by the fire..." "No... no..." "First Stepmother would have taken you by the wrist and thanked you for having taken responsibility for me." "If you die, I don't want to go on living." "You know that." "Are you listening?" "You know you can wake me whenever you like." "She's already here..." " Who is here?" " Listen, and you'll hear." "I can't hear anything." "You sink sink." "You really do." "english subtitles extracted by .:" "Norgen (norgen@centrum.cz) :."