Ernesto Page #4

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I will bet anything

I would be happy to lose, dear friend

You will be back

Despite the violin, despite the trips...

and adventures

What if you were in my place, at my age?

I forgot, when you're young

you're sure of yourself

Just wait...

you will come to a halt...

all of a sudden

Perhaps sooner than you think

One never quits smoking

May I go?

Take the cain.

It will bring good luck

Go, go...

How come you're so early?

I was fired

Stop that...

Can't you ever be serious?

I am serious. He fired me

I am glad, I was fed up

Without a job! First, your father,

and now you, too

It's different.

He ran off when you were pregnant

Mine was an act of courage

Why should he leave off me?

I couldn't even take a tram

A tram at your age?

You're all the same...

You might as well know,

I'm through being an employee

What then?

A violinist

A violinist?

Aunt Regina...

...will send us away

Oh, mama...

stop talking misery

I grew you up with it only to find out...

we are loaded with money

If uncle Giovanni hears you...

You're not poor.

They make you feel that way

After your marriage,

they took over completely

You're also going to preach to me?...

Be like me, pay no attention to them

Revel!

We will take trips

Madame, may I...?

...Vienna

...Paris

...London

...Saint Petersburg

You left without pay

God knows what you wrote

You go to Wilder...

and have him pay this last week

I would like to...

I will go, don't worry

But don't breathe a word to aunt Regina

Of all days to get fired

Want me to have a stroke?

2 flourins for the theatre

The theatre? I will murder you

What theatre?

Why aren't you working?

If you're sick, then...

go to bed

Instead of the theater, a phyalc

There is Ondricek tonight, the violinist...

the world's greatest

Our socialist prefers art to work

It's serious music

Not the junk you listen to

Please, 2 flourins

Mr. Wilder is a saint

Quiet, I read your terrible letter

It took me a while to convince him

...he forgives you

...you're hired again

I won't go back

Not for anything,

not even for 100 crowns a month

Did he give you the money?

If you don't go back...

you will get nothing

Help me

Mama...

there's something you don't know

If you did,

you wouldn't want me to go back

Tell me...

did you steal?

Nothing like that

Remember that man... when I was sick?

Yes, a good person...

Remember about Ravagnani, the banker?

...about the scandal?

I don't understand...

Uncle Giovanni said that...

Whoever does those things,

should shoot himself

Mama...

that man and I...

we did those things...

And so I can't go back

I mustn't see him

The despicable... murderer!

taking advantage of a boy!

If I see him I swear I will kill him!

No. Promise me you won't do anything

It's all over now

He said he loved me.

He never left me in peace

He would even buy me candy...

He will pay for what he did

An upright boy like you

I am not upright at all

It's also my fault

If I hadn't wanted...

Was it important?

Then why... why?

Forget it now

What you did was ugly, but...

if it's really over...

and no one finds out...

Thank goodness you're not a girl

That's for sure

I was even with a woman

...once...

And here I thought...

Mama...

will you forgive me?

Then can I have the money for the concert?

2 flourins

All right...

Looking for me?

You knew I would be waking?

Naturally, I wanted to meet you.

What's your name?

Emilio Luzzato.

But they call me Ilio

I'm Ernesto

How old are you?

You're still pretty young

I'm 18, but we could still be friends

Fine

Are you one who considers Ondricek exceptional?

He is a fair technician...

Not bad though

In all modesty,

I would have handled the last sonata...

with greater technique...

and finer interpretation

Don't you like anybody?

Frankly, myself.

My style is original, personal

My teacher says that I have little to learn

He's an old fogy

Mine to, he makes me do scales all day

If I could study with someone like you...

Do you know what it means

to be a friend of a man like me?

No. Why?

It doesn't matter

The hands of a violinist

You live with your mother?

And my father

Well, forget it

Oh, please, don't say no

Well, maybe I will take a run over

When?

Let's see... this Sunday

The neighbors will complain...

oh, that violin!

He played so well, that I woke up saying:

"I am dead and this are the angels"

He really applied himself

If he becomes a concert artist...

It's better than a merchand

I wouldn't give myself airs

if he become famous

I can just imagine

The entrance, please?

Come...

Papa, this is Ernesto

Come on...

I am here, mostly alone.

Do you like it?

Stupendous!

Good morning, boys

You're Ernesto, right?

My son keeps working about you.

Here is your tea

No, later

No, your tea first

Oh please, leave us alone

Well, enjoy yourselves

Your mother is sweet,

mine always sniffles

Mine is worse

Let me hear you first

Just this once

(...God, he will never learn...)

How is it?

Fantastic

Don't stop, you must keep at it

(This is so cute and so...)

(...tone deaf)

Wait...

The little finger... here

The ring finger... like this

...that's much better...

Well?

Nothing...

I am not scandalized

Ilio and I have no secrets

Rachelle, my twin sister

Ilio, get the violin

Keep still you geniuses

That's enough, I am tired!

Stop it, I am not through

I surrender...

Ilio is really sweet

Give a hand

I was sure I saw...

...somebody I know

Give me a hand with this trunk. Let's go

How could you know anybody in here?

You keep seeing people everywhere

You should better stop hitting the bottle

Nice, huh Ernesto?

Let it out, that's it...

Would in the slack

Pull...

Are you in love?

Papa thinks it's you he likes

...is the jib all right?

Let go, let go...

Stay down

Leave me...

As kids we did it...

...whenever a guest arrived

They never caught on

They would mistake us every time

My father couldn't tell the difference

Not even our mother

I could tell

You're both crazy

I am ready

I am going to take a look

You're both beautiful

I don't know how

Will you help?

If I were fuller here...

I would be prettier than she is

Will you?

I will try...

It won't button

Just a touch of makeup

Come...

You will see...

Are you mad?

Now I am like your Ilio

I am Ilio

Your Ilio...

That's enough!

...I am tired of this game

See anything?

Nothing. Can't get it to work

Poor Ernesto! He is trying so hard

He is even giving lessons to Luzzati's son

Really?

I am pleased that he frequents the Luzzatis

It's an important family

If he can make such friends, well then...

You know, that boy has improved

I really like you

...and you like me

I know it

And Ilio?

He is just a poor imitation

The game is over

Great!

I knew you were conniving

You meet secretly.

You do everything secretly

You liar!

Stop it Ilio

Women ruin everything.

You're a poor imitation of me

I taught you everything.

You're my ghost

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