The Devil's Violinist Page #5
If he's ready.
Yes, but how long does it take to yet?
Where is he?
- He is not there yet.
He does not answer.
What do I do now? A
(Chanting) Paganini!
On the stage with you. But
Not too fast. Not too fast.
I can not play without him
notes for the solo voice.
Break a leg. But let
yourselves this time.
Enjoy.
So, I has to get out now.
You bring him here. I'm
begging you. Get him.
Good luck.
Applause
you begin to play.
Where is he? I've already
What's going on?
- Do not panic. He's in there.
You already play. They
started with the overture.
He is in there? You do
not want to be disturbed.
What?
- You talk business.
Business? He has
to play a concert.
Get him out.
- No. Impossible.
The concert has begun.
I should let no one.
No Niccolo!
Gently! Not at all.
You play.
Silence.
Murmur in the audience
yell.
Screech from the audience '
Cheering and screaming
loud screech
bang
frenetic jubilation
The king has arrived.
He plays a version
of "God Save the King
I leave you my violin for six pence
From what I've heard,
Charlotte
Please Come sing with me adding
No, they do not want me They want you
That would be absurd
- Please
Bravo
- Bravo!
The charming and
talented Charlotte Watson
Sings an aria for you now.
She sings in Italian.
She sings in Italian.
She sings in Italian.
Frenetic jubilation
Bravo!
Apparently he is the new violin God.
Excuse me.
- Please, I want to listen.
I'm from the Times' I would
like to mention you praise
Oh
- May I ask a few questions
Of course, like
likeness create wax?..
For a new figure Exhibition
In a room full of celebrities
it calls celebrities Cabinet
Very resourceful
Would you like to be portrayed
would be the very
exciting for a young girl.
I had on something no claim.
I just sang, because
What type exactly your
relationship to Paganini?
Please?
- Well, he is your music teacher?
Uh, no.
- But he lodges in your house.
In my father's house, Miss
- Langharn.
Ethel Langharn. You're how old again?
I did not say.
Do you want to know something else
Voices
Caution! It will overwhelm you.
- Niccolo!
Niccolo!
- The ladies of the way.
Charlotte!
- Niccolo!
Out of the way!
- Niccolo!
Way here!
- But where is Niccolo?
You can not wait. He
will send for you.
Mr. Watson.
- Good evening, Mr. Urbani.
The concert was excellent, is not it?
However. Have you seen my daughter?
Sure is enjoying her fame.
- Probably.
We had a full house. You
did not want to believe me.
We were successful, yes.
Could I have our share?
Well, it's late. We can
settle tomorrow clean.
I have to find Charlotte
- Do not resent me,
if I ask you for immediate payment!
I have to collect everything.
You will then receive it.
Is this your cut?
This must be fairly shared.
I have to pay the orchestra
I understand. So we'll keep that.
And we will divide, perfectly just,
if we do the billing.
- Good evening.
Apologies. Excuse me, ladies.
I beg you. I have to get
in there Quiet. Calm down.
He's not in there. Has
anyone seen Charlotte?
Miss Langharn, You look gorgeous.
Signor Urbani, you are
as a fascinating man.
I do not know I
supposed to restrain you.
You are difficult to control.
That would require a woman of your size.
In whom you enter into temptation?
Wherever I am treated kindly.
Miss Langharn, you liked the Maestro?
The pleasure was somewhat
marred to to be honest.
What extent '?
Now, it was up to the girl I
thought they were pretty clueless.
She is young. It is How young exactly?
My lips are sealed.
- I had expected.
High with you! I have a
suite reserved Sablonniere.
Let us enjoy of your triumph.
- Not without Charlotte.
She was stunning.
It would be unwise
arrive there with her.
I let the young lady
align where to find us.
You were incredible.
- So what I've never heard of.
Urbani. I can not bear all the people.
Send them away.
- As you wish, Maestro.
Where is Charlotte?
I have sent for her It
is determined on the go.
You must now rely. The
Maestro needs to rest.
Thank you. Waits. Can you stay?
Signor Urbani. Does your love to me?
No, no. It is not to my pleasure.
The poor fellow thinks he was in love.
A wretched condition. Of
which he must be weaned.
And who is the object of his desire
A young, pretty child.
About Your stature, Your hair color.
Signor Urbani. Your plan fascinates me.
She is a virgin.
Maestro. She's here.
Charlotte?
Charlotte.
- Love.
Paganini's forbidden
love for a young girl.
Paganini's concert. His
forbidden love to a young girl.
Read all about it. Is the number 11?
Yes.
- Charlotte Watson?
Yes.
- A letter from Signor Paganini.
"Come quickly hotel
Sablonniere Suite 405
of the shameful seduction
by foreigners Paganini.
She's still a child.
Can we sit idly
as such, hustle and
bustle corrupts our youth?
soul and destroyed our lives.
This music decomposes the soul.
Miss Watson.
The Maestro's in there.
I let him know that you are here
He is the same.
Good morning.
What is going on here?
Is this your business? I
want you never see her again!
Charlotte, wait!
As you wish
- Wait!
Charlotte, wait! Charlotte, stops!
Let me explain it.
- This is obsolete!
This is a mistake
- Who are you?
Why do you give yourself
from with Urbani?
He gives me the blood in the veins
freeze! Remains of the Body of me!
Wait!
- There is the innocent child.
And here comes the seducer!
Do you see how shameless
he is after her?
He has lured to his hotel!
She's broken and humiliated!
He has ruined them! Then he left them!
The wrath of the English people
to chase him out of our country!
Charlotte!
- We Spank his ass!
Charlotte! Charlotte!
Urbani! Urbani!
Urbani!
(Charlotte) Stop it!
Urbani! Italian scum!
Charlotte!
- Way here.
Let me explain it.
Charlotte, let me explain.
Please, I beg you I have nothing please.
This is an outrage! This is an outrage!
Why do you imprison me? I am the victim!
It has attacked me for no reason!
Take care of him. He
raped a child.
What?
- That's not true.
Lies!
- A Mdchenschnder.
Lies.
- Oh yeah?
Paganini screams in pain.
An English girl to seduce.
Ah!
Charlotte.
- Papa!
Charlotte. It is, as you see, a lady.
As you can lock them up?
I am known. The press reports about me.
Come to me, my child,
out nothing happened.
How fast your are fallen from grace.
Urbani.
I am ready to forgive
you your disloyalty.
I prefer to let me beat a thousand times
Never again will I let
myself one with you.
My they have not really loved.
You loved this, what you saw in her.
Your innocence.
redeemed of your many sins.
But she's made of flesh and blood.
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