Goethe! Page #3

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Do you know Emilia Galotti?

Nut personally.

It is a play.

By Lessing.

I... have heard of it.

See you soon.

- See you soon.

Father says...

- I know what Father says.

He says, if he marries you,

we won't lose the house.

And the buys can go to school.

Beautiful!

What will be performed?

- Her favorite play. - Emilia Galotti?

She'll be beside herself with joy.

Yes, if she can't go to the theater...

Please pull.

The theater will come to her.

And you will play Galotti.

I will unfortunately have to decline,

Mr. Theater Director.

I already have a role in my own drama.

With a happy ending, I hope.

Yes.

She wants to leave her husband for me.

- Her husband?

Yes.

We will run away

and live happily ever after.

I know it.

Ah! Goethe, back on your feet.

- Yes,

quicker than I thought.

The Ravensburg files will arrive shortly.

Get started on them right away.

Oh, Goethe,

do you hunt?

I'm not a great marksman.

- We'll change that.

Did I hit it?

- Almost.

You shouldn't hesitate.

That's of utmost importance

when hunting.

As soon as you see the target,

shoulder your gun,

aim,

shout. Bang. Dead.

You have to be dispassionate,

cold-blooded. That's all.

I'll try it next time.

You are much too sensitive.

Chest hit.

Nut bad. - I fought in '61.

That's how you learn to shout.

It'll make a good stew.

- Do you cook?

No, I will leave that

to my future wife.

Really? You are engaged? - Everything's

been arranged with her father.

I merely have to propose to her

and get that over with.

What's stopping you?

- I fear I won't find the right words.

Unfortunately, the young lady

is interested in literature.

Oh, well then...

You'll have to win her over with style

and passion!

- Easier said than dune.

Well, perhaps...

You enter her room

and ask her to close her eyes.

And then?

- You slip a ring on her finger.

She opens her eyes,

sees the ring, and then...

you'll say something like...

"It is love,

that holds the world

together at its cure. "

That's good.

That is very good.

- But with passion!

I should send you instead.

Courage is all you need!

A visitor!

Mr. Counselor, what a surprise.

You look much better, Miss Buff.

Yes, the doctor you so kindly

sent over was of great help.

He's a fine fellow and

an old acquaintance from the military.

Would you ask him

not to request his payment

until next month.

But I insist on paying for it.

I don't know how to thank you,

Mr. Counselor.

Your actions

are so very generous

I'll make us some tea.

- Wait!

The Counselor

would like to tell you something.

Sit down, Lotte.

Close your eyes.

You can open your eyes again.

Miss Buff?

I don't know what to say.

I am delighted as well.

Children, come in. There is...

There is great news!

Come in!

Miss Buff...

Be quiet now!

- Charlotte...

It is love

that holds

the world together

at its cure.

That was well put.

Ma! I hope?

Yes, Mr. Kestner.

You may.

Thank you.

My dear Werther!

Circumstances demanded

engaged today.

I kindly ask you to refrain

from any further visits.

My heart is so heavy.

Mr. Goethe,

please come into my office immediately.

Your Charlotte Buff.

Goethe?

Thank you.

Did she accept?

- And she was overjoyed.

For me, and I'm sure for her too,

it was probably...

the greatest moment of our lives.

- I'm happy, truly happy, Mr. Kestner.

Albert.

Now more than ever.

- Johann.

We're getting together tonight

to celebrate the happy news.

I would be delighted...

- I'd like to, but...

But you have to meet her!

- Yes, some other time.

Tonight, I have my own romantic duty.

- No!

Yes.

So, is she still under siege

or did you conquer her walls already?

The walls have tumbled.

Well, then you are naturally excused.

Counselor.

Mr. Goethe!

When I saw Charlotte again,

the little girl from long ago

had turned into a delicate

and respectable young woman.

So it is with great pleasure that I

announce to Lotte's family and of course

to my dear colleagues

my, nu, our successful...

our successful engagement today.

Miss Buff!

- Mr. Goethe!

I do hope I'm not intruding, but

I've brought a little surprise for you.

Haven't you received my letter?

- What letter?

Lotte!

- There you are!

Yes. I'll be right there.

- Who is it?

Father, this is

Johann Goethe.

From the court.

A late guest! My favorite kind.

Charlotte, some port for Mr. Goethe,

the good stuff.

You do like port?

Yes, please.

Johann?

I'm so happy you made it!

A must wonderful surprise.

I thought

you had your own romantic duty.

May I introduce

my charming fiancee? Charlotte Buff.

Johann Goethe,

my best man at the court,

and my friend.

Well, pleased to meet you.

Indeed, pleased to meet you.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

- So, let's drink

to the engagement

of Charlotte and Albert.

Might that be a gift, Johann?

Yes.

A paper theater.

Emilia Galotti.

Did you hear that, Lotte?

Isn't that the play

you like so much?

Mr. Goethe!

Will you play

something on the clavichord again?

Please! -Another time.

I don't think Mr. Goethe

will be visiting very often any more.

Weren't you about to take your leave?

Yes. Yes, I was.

Miss Buff.

Mr. Buff.

Counselor of Law.

Charlotte,

don't you have anything

to say to the Counselor of Law?

It was...

It was before our engagement.

You will not see Mr. Goethe again.

Of course nut.

In that case

I will take my leave.

Mr. Goethe!

Another letter has arrived for you.

I know.

My child?

What's it about anyway?

Emilia is taken by a rich man

although she loves someone else.

In her desperation

she asks her father to take her life.

That's awful.

Yes.

A wholly botched life.

Albert is a real blessing for you

and for our whole family.

God only knows

how long I can go on working, Lotte.

I would just like

to see you all provided fur.

But my heart is not in it.

You'll get over that in time.

Believe me.

It's over.

- She has rejected him.

Surprise, surprise.

She chose her husband after all.

She didn't want to?ee with him

and live happily ever after.

It's been known to happen.

Other daughters have pretty mothers too.

Tonight we will go to the fair

where we will drown your sorrows

in our drinks.

Want one too?

Magic drops.

Jerusalem, what was that?

- Belladonna!

Belladonna!

- Never had anything better!

Ever seen so many beautiful women?

Never!

Spit at love three times!

And I will give you eternal youth.

Away, evil spirit!

I am my own hell.

Johann! What do you think of her?

I think it's serious.

You know what?

I love you.

This Goethe...

She can't forget him.

He's making a mockery of me.

What are you doing here?

I'm leaving.

Will you accompany me?

Leaving?

At this hour?

Come with me.

Where to?

Simply away from here.

Into the other world.

Where no s-sorrow torments us.

What? What are you talking about?

I can't live without her.

- What?

See you soon, my friend.

Entry wound at the right eye.

Exit wound

at the back of the head on the right.

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