Werckmeister Harmonies Page #4

I won't let him out

and let him speak. Translate that.

No point.

No one can stop him

whatever they do.

I won't stand for his tearing

the town apart with these bandits.

I am not willing to risk

the good name of the company.

The last time

was positively the last.

No way!

Ridiculous!

He doesn't recognise any superior

authority. Nothing of that kind.

In the eyes of his followers

out there, he is the Prince.

No ordinary force can hold him,

he has magnetic power!

His magnetic power is a

disfigurement! He is an aberration!

A born freak who knows nothing

about anything!

The title of Prince I bestowed on him

for commercial reasons.

Tell him that I invented him.

His followers are waiting outside!

They are losing patience.

To them he is the Prince!

- Then he is fired!

- Fine!

From now, he seeks independence.

He's taking me with him.

- You!

- Me.

I shall do what he wants,

because he means money.

You are poor.

The Prince means money for you.

Will you stop poncing about!

Why don't we try

to arrange something?

Tell him...

that I'll let him out,

on one condition.

That he doesn't open his mouth,

not even a single word,

and he is to be as silent

as the grave.

Tell him that.

The Director cannot lay down

any rules!

The Director gets the money,

the Prince gets his followers.

There's no point in arguing!

The Prince alone sees the whole.

And the whole is nothing.

Completely in ruins.

What they build

and what they will build,

what they do and what they will do,

is delusion and lies.

Under construction,

everything is only half complete.

In ruins, all is complete.

What they think is ridiculous.

They think because they are afraid.

And he who is afraid knows nothing.

The Director doesn't understand

that his followers are not afraid

and do understand him.

His followers are going

to make ruins of everything!

Confused drivel!

Tell that to the rabble

and not to me.

I won't listen to this any more.

I'll wash my hands of him,

I won't take responsibility

for what he does.

You gentlemen

from this moment on are free.

You can do what you want.

If they destroy the towns,

after a while, there will be

nowhere left for him to go.

Does he know that?

His followers do. Tell him.

There is disillusion in everything.

They don't understand why.

But the Prince knows full well

that it is because the whole

is nothing. They are finished.

We crush them with our fury!

We punish them!

We will be pitiless!

The day has come!

There will be nothing left!

Fury overcomes all!

Their silver and gold...

cannot protect them!

We'll take possession

of their houses!

Terror is here! Massacre!

Show no mercy! Slaughter!

Arson. Slaughter!

When the clamour died down.

The Prince said this:

"What they build

"and what they will build.

"What they do

"and what they will do.

"Is delusion and lies.

"What they think

"and what they will think.

"Is ridiculous.

"They think because they are afraid.

"And he who is afraid.

Knows nothing."

He says he likes it

when things fall apart.

"There is construction

in all ruins..."

"A single emotion for destruction,

implacable, deadly.

"We didn't find the real object

of our abhorrence and despair,

"so we rushed at everything we came

across with wilder and wilder fury.

"We destroyed the shops,

threw out and trampled everything

"that was movable

and what we couldn't move

"we broke up with slats

of shutters and iron bars.

"We turned over cars in the streets,

"tore off the miserable sign-boards,

"destroyed the telephone centre

"because we saw the lights inside,

"and we had the two post office girls

"and we left only

"when they had fainted

and like two used rags,

"lifeless,

hands clasped between knees,

"hunched over,

they slipped off the bloody table..."

- Hello there.

- Hello...

- Doing OK?

- Fine.

Just a moment...

Allow me to introduce

Mrs Eszter.

Privilege, ma'am.

Ma'am.

Is this where

you were thinking of?

Here.

And if here?

Possible, but not really.

And...

what about here?

Here!

Then will you join us, ma'am?

In the car?

Yes. I'm coming.

Follow us.

FANTASTIC:

THE WORLD'S LARGEST GIANT WHALE!

AND OTHER WONDERS OF NATURE!

GUEST STAR:
THE PRINCE

Uncle Lajos...

- How's Jnos?

- Good morning.

You didn't see my Lajos?

There's been no sign of him

since last night.

I saw him in the square

last night.

I'm sure he got mixed up

somehow in that ruction.

He always has to be

where he shouldn't.

He'll never have any sense. He's

always poking his nose in everywhere.

So are you, Jnos.

So are you.

They're looking for you as well.

They came here

and I saw your name on the list.

You'll hang for it in the end, Jnos.

- I haven't done anything.

- That means nothing to them.

They recognise neither man nor god.

Get away from the town

as soon as you can.

Head for the rail tracks.

They're not being guarded.

Try and hide somewhere,

and we'll see what happens.

Got that?

Yes, Aunt Harrer.

If you see my Lajos,

tell him to come immediately.

It's horrible here and

he's wandering about out there.

And I've so much to do here.

Goodbye Aunt Harrer.

Take care of yourself.

LAJOS HARRER Jr.

BOOT AND SHOEMAKER

I've made a place for you.

You'll see it if you come out.

I'm living in the summer kitchen.

Because that woman...

and the police chief have taken it

on themselves to move in

and have taken the whole place over.

But we'll get by all right

with the summer kitchen outside.

The sofa with the green blanket

will be yours.

In the top part of the cupboard

I'll make some space for you.

The windows will have to be done.

There are draughts

and it's cold.

I'm sleeping there

for the second day now.

And, thank God, out there

you can't hear a thing.

Absolute silence.

I've retuned the piano.

Now, once again,

it's like any other.

Once again,

you can play anything on it.

And if we run short of money

it's much easier this way.

I took my grey overcoat

over to rgyeln.

He promised he'd tailor it for you.

Whenever you come out

it will be ready.

Nothing counts.

Nothing counts at all.

Take care of yourself

I am coming again tomorrow,

at the usual time

Take care of yourself

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