"PRESENT" "Directed by Peeter Simm" "The Tale of the Bariton's Wife" "The curtain no longer rises, there is no more applause," "Georg Ots comes to take a bow no more." "Now we are taking a bow, and a very deep one." "May the huge loss of his closest ones be relieved by the fact that the people mourn with you." "Yet everyone who has stayed on this side of the curtain must carry on with their work as before, just like Georg Ots did." "The bright creation and also the personal charm of Georg Ots have captivated us for decades, as if we hear his voice" "with the extraordinary timbre still today." "And it will accompany us for a long, long time." "But they simply did not let me go to his funeral." "Of course." "They know very well who really made Georg Ots out of him." "But one thing is certain:" "His first wife, that lovely Margot could never have done it." "Georg, that handsome boy, was turned into Georg Ots by me and the war." "Say something." "Just say something." "Hold me close then." " I'll hold you later." "Forty-one is our year, I promise you." "Our lucky year." " Yes!" "I am very pleased that he will become an engineer." "Five years ago Georg asked me to listen if he had a voice." "And I did, and I had to tell him that dear son," "I'm very sorry, you have a nice voice, but nothing more." "Let go of the idea that you could pursue the career of an opera singer." "We have enough baritones at the theatre, don't we." "All in all, choose a more proper profession." "I believe he will be happy." "Chears!" "Raise the light!" "Do you have a lemon in your mouth!" "Passion, give me passion now." "Forty-one did not become anybody's lucky year." "By the end of August the Germans had cut off Tallinn from the east side." "And the Red Army had only the sea to escape to." "And it was my birthday on that very day, and on that very day I sent my husband Richard to war." "Form columns!" "Hurry up!" "Wait, Georg!" "Father sent you this, for a lifebelt." " Miss, not allowed!" "Richard, can you imagine, I once went to Africa on this ship, and now you will go to Russia on it." "Darling, you couldn't have sailed to Africa on this ship." " Why not?" "Because this is a Russian ship." " But really." "Could it have been?" "Richard, I'm absolutely sure it's the same ship." " It's not." "Richard!" " Move along!" "Miss, not allowed!" "Get out of the way!" "Go, go!" "I have a feeling we will never meet again." " Don't say that." "The war will be over sooner than you think." "Draftees to the deck!" "All of you!" "Move along, move along!" "He will be back, back in two weeks already!" "Go on!" "Get onboard." "All of you!" "Take this back to my father." " Onboard!" "Richard!" "Richard!" "Hurry up!" "Excuse me!" "My husband is there." "My husband is there." "I have to give this to him." "Airplanes!" "Everybody to the exit!" "Everybody up!" "Fire!" "Let's go!" "Throw this damned cello out!" "Hold on tight." "Richard!" "I cannot, Richard!" "I cannot any more..." "Richard!" "Richard!" "I love you..." "Richard!" "Well, what is it?" " The one with the glasses is dead." "Pull him loose..." "what a grip..." "The other one is breathing?" " Alive!" " Alive!" "Pull him over here, boys!" " He's breathing!" "This one here is cold as a log." "You, man, are a lucky devil!" "The dead one kept you above the water." "He's alive." "I'm telling you." "He's alive." "Check if he has any identification on him?" "Richard simply left me to drown on the sea, we have not exchanged a single word since then." "I worked at a hospital during the Leningrad blockade." "I tied up wounds, carried bloody bandages and bedpans." "I even sang and danced to people who did not have much hope left." "The next year I was evacuated to Ladoga home front." "Georg was trained as an antitank-cannon commander." "He survived thanks to the fact that at the same time an Estonian ensemble was being put together and he was brought there - only because of name - they thought that the son of the famous Karl Ots would at least carry a tune." "Excuse me." "Hello." "Have we met somewhere?" "You're mistaken." "Make up something else." "Your hair smells even through the hat." "People usually watch the film at the cinema, you don't have to smell me." "Impossible!" "I can see nothing at all from behind your giant hat." "That's unfortunate." "I'm wearing this hat for the first time today and won't take it off even for the night." "What is your name?" " Asta." "Asta." "Ots, your wife is sleeping around in Tallinn." "The whore was rampaging about with the German adjutant." "But what can I do about it?" "Take the sheet of paper and write:" "I commit to not revealing to third parties my cooperation" "with national security institutions." "Signature, date." "Write in your own words." "I will not sign it." "Well, how about that, you are free." "Permission to leave, comrade sub-lieutenant." " Go." "Where to?" " The same place." " Go!" "Why are you standing?" "Go, go, if you have no desire to live." "Tell me, Ots, did your father take part in a concert that was held on April 20th in occupied Tallinn?" "What is on April 20th?" " Adolf Hitler's birthday." "Overall, you still have a choice:" "Either 15 years of camp or..." "That's all right, I think you made the right decision." "If I sign this paper?" "What will I do then?" "Renounce your wife Margot who is a jackal of German fascist occupants." "And sing." " Sing?" "But what did you think, that we would throw you to Tallinn with a parachute or that you would set up our intelligence network?" "No, Georg, you'll just always have to sing." "And that is my task?" " Yes, that is your task." "Are you not satisfied?" "Or don't you want to sing?" " Of course I do." "So sing, my dear, sing." "And we will help you." "From now on we will have you under the name Moderato." "Well, go on." " Thank you." "Greetings!" "Look what a chandelier I made." "I am good, aren't I?" "Where have you been?" "But we cannot." "You're married." "I divorced from Margot today..." "Will you marry me?" " But..." "By war-time laws." "Do you agree?" "You drive me crazy." " I want to drive you crazy." "Don't!" "Don't!" "Who is this?" "Lead singer of the Estonian Army Ensemble, some Georg Ots..." "Hello, Karl." " Hello." "You know what?" "I was listening to Moscow radio last night and I am sure that your Georg sang there..." "Mother, calm down." "I have definite evidence that our Georg was killed in forty-one." "Georg has a voice with the timbre that cannot be confused with anyone." "If you wanted to play a prank, then you didn't make a very good effort." "What on earth you're saying:" "Radio broadcast!" "And our son is singing!" "You know perfectly well that Georg, if he were alive, cannot perform as a singer!" "Believe me!" "I did..." "By the autumn of 1944 the front had been across Estonia and Georg was sent home." "I was still kept in Jaroslavl at first." "Georg said that there was no water in Tallinn and it would be difficult with the baby there." "I realized only later that he just wanted to prepare his family for the blow " "the dead son comes home from war - with a new wife and baby." "Well now... come on." "Stop it now, stop." "I brought you a bathrobe." "I'm sorry, I won't disturb you any more..." "I'll go." "It's all over now, mother, there's no reason to cry any more." "I'm sorry, I'm crying from joy." " Stop crying now." "Mister Talesh said that..." " He is comrade Talesh now." "...that you're alive." "And we did not believe him." "Who is this?" " This is my wife." "Her name is Asta." "Yes-yes, this was the wife of our cellist." "Danced in our corps de ballet." " She had bigger parts too." "As if you have been working at our theatre." "She was just a nobody." "Is she really your wife now?" " This "nobody" is my legitimate wife and I ask to speak of her only politely from now on!" "This is your child?" " Yes, mother." "And you love her?" " Yes!" "Father, how could you allow Margot to live in our apartment with her German lover?" "They slept in my bed." "And in the evening you all sang" ""Deutschland, Deutschland, über alles" together by the piano?" "But he was not German." " Who was he then?" "A soviet intelligence officer who worked undercover as a German officer?" " He was a German officer, but he was Hungarian." "A very intelligent boy and from a good family." "And he was educated." "He knew many opera arias by heart!" "Sang the "Merry Widow" in my bed." " We knew that you were killed." "And on this sad excuse you went and sang to German officers?" "But what do you think I was supposed to do then?" "!" "Should I have left the theatre?" "Should I have gone to blow up German troop trains?" "Is this what you think I should have done?" "!" "Is it?" "!" "Hush, hush..." " What hush?" "This war is so terrible, but life must go on." "Margot went away with the Germans, you have a new wife..." "Whom father does not like." "A few months later we were all together in the apartment of the Ots family." "The war had not yet ended, but people already started building up the theatre "Estonia"." "I was taken back as a dancer." "Not only that." "I, as a "frontman", was elected to the theatre's art committee." "Georg decided to try singing despite his father's opposition." "Thank you." "What do you think, Karl?" "He can stick to the tune." "So, 24 years old, member of YCL, was group commander on the front." "In 1942 transferred to ESSR National Artist Ensembles in Jaroslavl." "In 1943 sang in the Moscow radio..." "Why are you singing in German, comrade Ots?" "Schubert is in German." "I have a little task for you." "Let's pretend this is a stage, a big stage, full of decorations." "And you will have to walk on the stage like a British lord." "Try it." "Simply walk." "Stop, that's enough." "He looks like a lord, but moves like a wooden horse." "Well, as far as I understand any of this, he is auditioning for the opera choir, not the corps de ballet!" "I have a suggestion." "If the candidate is a close relative of a committee member, that committee member may not vote!" "That's for the best." "Georg, may I speak with you for a moment?" "Excuse me!" "I'm sorry I made such a robust comparison." "You have a beautiful figure - beautiful hands, long legs, but you use them like a gorilla." "You don't know what to do with them." "Mister Talesh?" " Don't worry, everything is fine." "This is what you may soon look like..." "like Mr. Talesh." "You know what?" "I would like to work on your stage movement privately." "Well yes, but I have nothing to pay you with." "I see." "Let's not worry about the money, you are good material that needs... how to put it... molding." "I have worked with many of the choir boys." "The first lesson would be the day after tomorrow." "Here you are!" "I was looking for you." "And where are you planning on going?" "Caesar, I have long wanted to tell you that you're a great teacher, we all know it very well, and that you got many new students during the occupation." "But I'm warning you, Caesar:" "Georg is a man!" "And he is mine!" "Have I made myself clear?" "Darling, let's go home." "Maybe you will let me to decide." " Let's go home." "A white ship is moving toward us." "Yes..." "Now it's..." "Americans... perhaps." "A black hawk is carrying a spotted calf in its clutch..." "A fairy in white... steps out of the water... she is barefoot..." "That's Margot!" "She was so pretty in her wedding gown." "It means she's coming back?" "How could Georg marry that gipsy girl." "She isn't a real gipsy." "Her father was Estonian." "Her father was a drunk!" "Her mother worked at the circus." "Murdered her lover!" "A vulgar hag." "No wonder Asta had to dance the Charleston in the movie hall with a nigger when she was nine, poor child." "Asta, dear, what a nice boy you have, looks just like his father." "We are trying to find what the next year will bring us..." "Will the war end..." "Very well, I will foretell." "Hold him." "My mother was a fortune teller, she taught me..." "In May the Red Army will take Berlin." "Not the Americans?" " No, Russians!" "Everyone who co-operated with the Germans will do badly!" "The black hawk will tear the white fairy into pieces and drown them in the sea!" "It's already late, I still have to take my dog out." "What's the big rush now, ladies?" "Do you know what the most certain thing my cards are telling is?" "My Georg will soon be on the big stage." "Mes amis, mon amour!" "Georg, you were absolutely excellent." "But when you stopped, a hot flash went through my heart:" "I was afraid that you had forgotten it all." "Your pas and arabesques are impossible to forget," "I do them in my sleep already and poke Asta with my foot." "Exactly..." "Here it is!" "Georg Ots in the role of the Sun." "I want you to always shine like that on the stage!" "And as something more earthly than the sun." "And I shone so bright that I was almost blinded and had almost fallen to the orchestra!" "Listen, let's order brandy!" " Brandy after champagne?" "Darling, but today is such a day." "Just because of such a day - no mixing brandy with champagne!" "I was offered the role of Zaretski in "Jevgeni Onegin"." "I will have to wear the tailcoat." "Maybe you will teachme?" " Sure!" "It's not that easy." "By the way, Georg, my mother was very impressed by you." "But she has undoubted taste." "Georg, you will look good in a tailcoat." "Georg, mother is mother, but I like you too, as a friend." "If you are my friend, please keep a closer eye on Asta." "What a strong refined style." "I like it." "How would you like to go down in history?" "I get it, you want to draw me naked." "I agree, but on one condition:" "I'll be naked, but with a gun." "No, that's pure formalism." "Jesus, you are so boring." "Cheers!" "Fine, you don't want to draw me naked with a gun, draw me..." "I'm so clumsy." "I hope I wasn't interrupting?" "I guess the party is over." "Good-bye." "Wait!" "I'm of course very sorry that..." " Why are you following me?" "I could have gone down in history, but you ruined everything." "And where is Georg?" " He went home." "But why didn't you stop him?" "You would do anything to make me and Georg fight." "Run back to the studio then." "Asta!" "Give me your hand." " Why?" " Just give it to me, what are you afraid of?" "I have nothing to be afraid of." " No, the other one." "You have a long life-line, but you will never be happy." "But look at your own line." "I should not have defended you to Georg and I even tried to convince him that you..." " I what?" "That you are a beautiful and smart woman, Asta." "Where were you?" "Where were you?" "A young artist showed me sketches of his paintings." "And what did you show him?" "Asta, I'm asking you:" "Never do anything like this again." "There was nothing there..." "Jesus, we only drank a little brandy..." "You wouldn't let me!" " You fooled with him only to make me jealous!" "Georg, how does my hair smell?" "Our life started going uphill." "We were on the winners' side in the war and that determined everything." "We joined the party together." "Georg became the party manager in the theatre and I became his friend, leader and comrade." "I still hoped that maybe we will be on the stage together." "Comrades, comrades!" "We need to follow the agenda!" "We were talking about roles given to men who have been to the front..." " To whom explicitly?" "For example to comrade Georg Ots." "You mean the role of Prince Igor?" " Well, no." "The role of Red Shadow in the Desert Song." "This is the famous Red Shadow, the legend who is feared all over Morocco." "I summon you to a duel." " I will not accept your challenge." "You're a coward." "Stop!" "Once more." "This is the famous Red Shadow, the legend who is feared all over Morocco." "I summon you to a duel." "He does look so handsome, doesn't he?" "You're a coward." "Stop!" "Georg, what do you feel when you have been called a coward and punched in the face?" "I am embarrassed." " Embarrassed?" "Only?" "And this is a bloody insult." "Embarrassing." "Listen, hit him for real." "Well... if I hit the party committee secretary in front of everyone, do you know what will become of me?" "For heavens sake, where am I?" "Wow, very good, this is the very right reaction." "Well, finally, Georg." "Don't be mad, don't be mad." "Give me your hand." "Well, you're still up?" "Aren't you sleeping?" "I thought you will be there until the morning again." "Stop it!" " Don't sulk now, come on." "What do I have to be happy about?" "I am sitting here between the four walls and raising your child." "I want to be on the stage too, but cannot go." "Do you think that the Estonian theatre will lose much because of that?" "Thanks!" " I was just kidding." "I need to be beaten for real on the stage for something to work." "Father was really right" " I should have become an engineer." "Love scenes are not working out?" "Remember your beautiful Margot and it will be fine!" "Well, leave Margot alone already!" "I'm not good at dramatic scenes." "I cannot express pain." "Haven't you ever been in pain?" "Haven't you ever cried?" "Try to think back to that feeling when you're on stage!" "Try!" "Asta, do you like being famous?" "Asta..." "George!" "You have sung this damned shit for 50 times" "and you look like a jewel in dirt!" "I hate operetta, but nevertheless toast you." "Long live the Prince of operetta!" " Let's go this way." "Please, let's take a picture." "Arno, where are you?" "Come, take a picture..." "put it here like this..." "Irma, go away now..." "Look here..." "Let's change places..." "Go away!" "Did you get it?" "Champagne!" " Asta." " Champagne!" "Georg, can I take a picture with you, I have always dreamt of it." "Hit me and I'll make a show your admirers have not yet seen!" "Got it?" "No, dear." "No, I said!" "Let your lady admirers lick the sparkling wine off their idol's face!" "Got it?" "Good." "I'm sorry..." "I just slipped..." "Psychic!" "Well, and what do I have to do?" "Stand here." "This is a patriotic ceiling painting, unfortunately." "Oh, you're so beautiful, Asta." "You have to pretend you are digging the ground." "You mean to dig, right?" "Fine, let's start digging." "But maybe we'll dig like this, boys?" "Fine, I will start digging, I will start digging." "But maybe like this?" "Better or not?" "Or maybe this way?" "Where are you going?" "Talk to me?" "Wait!" "Georg!" "Talk to me!" "Talk to me!" "Please!" "Please talk to me!" "Hello..." "How are you feeling?" "I went to Moscow." "Look, I have a surprise for you..." "Its name is Deamon..." "Asta!" "Asta..." "Look here!" "Let's make peace." "I love you madly!" "Do you hear me?" "Georg, wait!" "Please don't go, please don't go!" "I cannot live without you, please, please don't... don't go!" "Please don't go!" "Then came the time when the years just fly by." "Georg went around, always sang and sang." "Almost ten years passed like this." "It seemed to me that he is taking all the light onto himself and I'm only in the shadow." "Not only me:" "Our children as well!" "Turn it up." "This is as loud as it gets." "He has learned to use his tender voice nicely." "Mother, why aren't you coming to join us?" "Dear son, leave me alone, I have a terrible headache." "Daddy, daddy!" " Hello, hello." "Ülo, why have you flowers on your head?" "It's his birthday today, did you forget again?" "This time I didn't, I didn't forget this time." "Well, son, now I will knight you." "From this day you are Sir Ots." "Congratulations, son!" "But whom do you really want to become?" "A dancer." "Your son wants to become a dancer, but he has bone tuberculosis, you know." "Enough!" "Do you hear me!" "Darling, you know that it's medicine." "The doctor told me to drink a glass of wine a day to calm me." "A glass, not a bottle." "Enough, Asta, we are already on the border." "Let's make a bet, these are your admirers again." "You'll start giving autographs." "Let's make a bet, yes?" "Hello, your passports please..." "Mister Ots, could I have your autograph for my wife?" "It's her birthday next week." "Yes, sure." "Thank you very much." "Have a pleasant trip." "I won!" "Please, let's drink to me." "I won, I won." "Welcome!" "All tickets have been sold out." "There will be a wonderful audience." "Mister Ots, you have many admirers in Finland." "I also listen to your record almost every day." "They are simply charming." "Listen, maestro, this hall has Europe's best acoustics." " Acoustics, yes." "Asta is on the stage!" "Don't take pictures." "Georg..." "look, how's this?" " Oh, just dazzling." "What's with you?" "What is it?" " You are drunk, Asta." "Georg..." "Georg..." "I want to come with you." "You are drunk, I told you." " I am drunk?" "Georg!" "You are drunk." "You are drunk from your fame and you don't notice anything that's going on around you!" "Asta, you forget that we are in Helsinki, not in a gipsy camp..." "Listen, Georg, please let me out." "Let me out of here." "I won't go anywhere." "I'll sit in the hotel room and calmly wait for you." "Just let me out, please." "Georg, let me out." "Damn swine!" "It's for your own good to recover a little." "Mister Ots, there has been a slight change in our plans." "We must make another stop before the concert." "You are a talented man, Georg Karlovitsh." "I believe you have no trouble filling one request of ours." "What request?" "You will fasten this little thing under the lapel of your dinner jacket at the reception held in your honor." "Why?" " It will record everything that is being said." "I am a singer, not a spy." " Exactly, Moderato." "Excuse me, what is your name?" " Call me simply Rigoletto." "And what is the name of your superior?" " Come on, Georg Karlovitsh!" "Do you really need to know the name of my superior in order to fasten this little thing under your tailcoat?" "How do you turn this thing on?" "It's very easy, press this button." "One-two-three, one-two-three." "Mister X!" "I must address you like this, because your colleague, who calls himself Rigoletto, told me that I don't need to know your name." "When some ten years ago Rigoletto made me sign your paper because of my former wife, I was a young simple singer." "There is no such young singer any more." "There is Estonian national artist, two-time winner of the national award of the Soviet Union, member of the Supreme Council Georg Karlovitsh Ots!" "And I will not sing for you!" "Ladies and gentlemen, may I present maestro Georg Ots." "Journalists can ask some questions now." "Mister Ots, don't you think that your so successful career has to do with the fact that you are a member of the communist party?" "But of course!" "Such an artist - with no voice and talent - could never get to the stage if he was not a member of the party." "Georg is very popular here in Finland." "He tells that he receives dozens of letters from Finland every day, asking to send his signed photograph." "Exactly, a photograph of a communist." "How does your wife feel about your success among Finnish women?" "The same way as she feels about my success among Soviet women." "Your wife is also here, mister Ots." "Why wasn't she at the show?" "She has caught cold and is at the hotel right now..." "Asta was here 1958." "What is this?" " All of my fee." "For whom?" " For you, my love." "Obviously for you, who else?" "Get it out of here, take it to your "Acoustics"." "Enough of fighting, I am tired to death." "Get out and take the coat to whom ever." "Don't start winding me up." "Then ask me on your knees, like on the stage." "I want to feel like a partner to you at times." "Stop the nonsense, get up and try it on." "Ask me on your knees." "Are you mad?" "94, take 2." "Stop!" "Excellent!" "Let's have another take." "I'm sorry." " Another take." "What are you doing here?" "What?" "You told me to keep an eye on Asta." "So I am following her everywhere." " Well, where is she?" "Look, what I have brought to you." "Wait, I have something else, show it." "Come on, show it." "You show it." " Show it yourself." "Ready?" "A bottle of home-made wine." "And another thing" " I'm leaving now." "What shall we drink to?" "That we'll love each other for a hundred years..." "A hundred years is too much." "We won't survive." "Don't worry, we'll divide the years." "Fifty for both." "Stop!" "Thank you, Georg." "Well, how is it?" "Are you satisfied with your student, maestro?" "Georg is my best student." "But there is not enough power and energy yet." "Georg, listen, you should sing the part of Rene more manly, more grandly." "Well, let's please take for example this line." "Georg." "That does not work for us." "Your approach to the opera has a single purpose." "To give your favorite the opportunity to sing the part." "I am not denying, Georg is perfect for my staging." "We do not have to scream and shake the chandeliers in order for the people to love us." "By no means do you have to join the party for that, Georg." "That's how it is with the love of the people, believe me." "I did not want to offend him." "What happened?" " Father is upstairs, hurry." "He is being stubborn, I cannot tell how serious it really is." "It's simple, he had a heart attack, he must go to the hospital immediately." "Water!" " I don't want it..." "Get out!" "Well?" " What is wrong?" "Why are you running around town in your opera costume?" "But you..." "How are you feeling?" "She will destroy you." "Who?" " You know who." "Georg and I were invited to Moscow." "Nikita Hrushtshov's relations with the local artists were going wrong." "And obviously it was tried to do some kind of reconciliation on the top level." "But now, please help yourselves." "Eat, drink." "Let's sit side by side and have a calm conversation." "To you, my friends." "Long live Communist Party!" "Mister X, sing your aria for me, how did it go?" "The blossoms have faded, leaves cover the road..." "Nikita Sergejevitsh, I never sing at the table." "That's my rule." "Must we all get up from the table then?" "All right, comrade Ots, we'll get up." "Nikita Sergejevitsh, I cannot sing today." "But why not?" " My father is dying." "I like honest people!" "But many of you have fig in your pockets!" "Yes, you, yes-yes you, you steaming poetess." "You write about the party, the people." "But why do you smoke." "Huh?" "You, my woman, must bear healthy children to this country, but you smoke." "You're the vestige of the capitalist west, not a poetess!" "Listen to me now, dear, your poems are pure formalism of the west!" "But you are, by the way, eating Russian bread and fat!" "Yes!" "You all pretend to be friends, but you dream of bourgeois democracy!" "I don't believe you!" "Don't believe!" "And there is something else I will tell you:" "I am a general, but you are a colonel and it happened that the colonel is arguing with the general... the colonel spoke so well, so well that the general listens and cannot argue." "But afterwards he comes to his senses, he remembers who he is and says:" "But now, dear, remind yourself that I am the general and you are the colonel." "But now - turn right and march." "That's how it is, my dears." "And remember - you are colonels, but I'm the general and I'm ordering:" "Turn right and march..." "I am a saboteur!" "But you, comrade Ots, are an honest man!" "As always, you are good and I am bad." "Like in this song..." "Well, how is it?" "I am too bad..." "Stop it..." "Do you hear me!" "All right, he's a fool!" "But you are a coward!" "Your wife is being screamed at and you won't say half a word in her defense!" "Jesus, as if I had been thrown into the sea again!" "What a coward!" "What a coward!" " Pull over!" "What is it?" " Get out, out, out, go." "Don't touch me." "Don't touch!" " Get out!" "Get out!" "Go!" "Are you coming or not?" "I will give you one minute..." "Coming or not?" "Let's go!" "No reconciliation followed this time." "It was the end." "We were divorced on May 14th 1964." "Me and Georg never met again," "not intentionally nor accidentally." "Different times had started." "Our divorce made the whole Estonian SSR bubble." "Georg had become the most desirable bachelor of the capital." "His old friend Caesar sometimes taught models to sit and walk and he knew Georg's taste very well." "Yes, put the chin up, more!" "Hush!" "Take it easy!" "Nömme is the farthest..." "Straight to Kadriorg..." "Lilleküla is in the middle." "The new wife gave up modelling, tours, all of that." "Georg got what he wanted:" "A devoted wife and a neat home." "And above all - no war nor passion drama at home." "In this family you could not forget the child's birthday." "Georg, take off your glasses." "There are two kinds of tumors:" "Benign and malignant." "Yours is malignant." "But you removed it." "Not completely, you did want to sing." "Thank you." " Don't thank me, but the millions of your admirers because of whom I broke by Hippocratic oath." "This will trouble me for the rest of my life." "How long do I have left to live?" " Around five years." "But only on the condition that you stick to a strict regime." "But if I don't?" " A year." "The doctors could recommend anything to him." "They did not know what I knew:" "He could give up anything but music and applause." "And now he needed to translate "Don Giovanni" into Estonian and stage it." "He never knew loneliness and incomprehension in his life." "Lucky devil." "Death has to be easy, it has to be like aaa... yes, but now it was too far." "Do it like this now that gazing would be terrible and death easy." "Maybe it will be enough for today?" " No, let's continue." "There's a lot of smoke." " Let's change positions, over here." "Georg, I cannot understand why do you need all this?" "You already have this role at the theatre." "But why must you torture yourself." "What does this smoke give you?" "Get me a cigarette, I haven't had one for a long time." "So you chose death, Georg Karlovitsh?" "You seem to be doing everything so that you would die." "I don't want to die." "If I could live for just a week, just three days without the pain." "Do another operation on me." "It will be a very difficult operation." "I'm ready." "Stop, stop..." "This we can manage with." "Mozart must be performed without any portamento." "His music is so beautiful that when we try to make it more beautiful, it will become luscious." "So, the rehearsal is over for today." "Two weeks, two weeks you will have to rehearse without me." "I am going to the hospital for an operation." "Trust Mozart and wish me luck." "De-ar Ma-ri-ann, my sun-shi-ne..." "Daddy sends you ma-ny gree-tings." "Be a go-od girl." "I lo-ve you the most in the who-le world" "and want to be with you..." ""Don Giovanni" that was so dear to Georg appeared on stage already without him." "Naturally, applause, shouting of "bravo" again..." "But I..." "I have not forgiven anything to him." "But I am not giving away a single moment that he spent by my side." "Not even a single fight." "It is all mine." "It was all worth it..."