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♪ Franz Liszt - "Funérailles" ♪

What's wrong with you, huh?

Now, take your time, and apologize to the audience.

Audience? There's no one...

- Well, Andrea... - Shhh!

I understand that it was hard, after what happened to you,

...but you'll get through it.

Goodnight.

Hey, I'm still here!

Open the door!

You're stressing me out!

Fabio, please, don't worry...

The concert in New York is safe, and your money too.

Okay, I get it, I'm leaving.

Only you understand me...

♪ Mozart - "Sonata a 4 mani K19d Rondò" ♪

What is it?

Don't you like how I played?

What? It's impossible, you know that.

That's what I wanted to hear.

Ehm...

Anyway, you...

...can do better.

In fact, you have to...

...otherwise, this four-handed concert won't be possible!

You can't help but remind me

that you are the star of the piano...

And you're better than me?

I just want the best for our performance.

Anyway, the concert will take place, because I want it.

End of discussion.

Let's have a toast!

Alright, to the new piano-duo!

The Beauty and the Beast!

I wanted to be free... free.

I have no more notes helping me to fly...

...only weeping and silence...

I feel the need to run away...

Pretending is the only way out...

I can't...

I can't...

♪ Chopin - "Notturno N.1 op. 9" ♪

You're afraid of failure...

...and to be judged.

You'll never be different from what you are.

- A... - Failure?

Come on, say it, you are the expert...

- Expert? - See? I'd be the expert...

You're not even capable of looking past your magnificent and cosmic career!

One can fail in so many ways...

Really?

Like what?

Like...

Choosing not to be a mother.

We already talked about this.

Music is my life, I can't waste time.

Waste time?

For you, having a child is a waste of time...

Being with me, is a waste of time,

And speaking of time...

How long do you think you can handle all these tours?

One concert after another...

You were sick the other night, remember?

Luckily I was there to replace you!

Now it's clear...

You...

Are just jealous.

Yes, you're jealous of my... what did you call it earlier?

Fantastic and cosmic career?

And maybe you'd want to see me breastfeeding a baby,

while you're replacing me around the world.

Let me tell you this, honey...

No way...

...'cause it's never going to happen.

What a mess...

Acting up again...

You should change home...

It's too isolated here...

When you'll have a baby...

Eh!

Here you are...

Come on, show me your hands...

As usual, the nails are too long.

- Sit down. - Mum, come on...

Shut up...

Since your father's death...

All right, forget it, just...

You owe nothing to the dead, and the dead owe us nothing.

You're pale...

Do you eat?

Or you're pregnant?

Oh, it will happen, sooner or later, you know?

It must happen!

- It will be your salvation! - Yeah, or my downfall.

You don't know what it's like to have kids...

To raise them, to protect them...

No, I don't, and I don't want to know.

Those hands, I never liked them!

You're a pianist!

Remember that!

Mum...

How everything disappears...

...time, illusion, happiness...

...shadows, only shadows in my life...

...memories and cracks...

♪ Franz Liszt - "Funérailles" ♪

♪ Charles Gounod - "Faust" - terzo atto ♪

Push!

Push!

Push!

He's born! He's born!

Miriam!

Miriam!

Miriam...

Andrea, what are you screaming for, huh?

What's up?

I'm listening to the great Michelangeli.

Don't you ever stop?

Pianists, pianists, pianists, always pianists...

You could listen to me too, sometimes.

Well, I always listen to you, when you're playing, you know that.

- When I talk... - Ah, when you talk...

Don't pretend you don't know...

What's so urgent?

I love you...

- You don't deserve it, but I love you... - Love you too, you know that.

How about expanding the family?

How about talking about it after the concerts?

Always the same answer...

Always the same question...

How boring...

You can't get rid of me...

I wish I could play the concert of my solitude...

Why didn't you understand me?

I'll have to finish my journey alone...

I don't mind...

This is the purpose of my desire.

And then, the curtain will fall.

Love...

A filthy rag that suffocated my music...

Making it tired and out of tune...

An unbearable burden on me...

Forgive me...

I would never hurt my son's mother...

I know my destiny...

You, you can't change it...

...You can't change my body...

You have...

You have to take me seriously...

There's no need to call the doctors...

I don't need any medication... No...

I...

I just need to be understood...

Help me, huh?

I asked you to get out of my life!

And here I am, instead.

Did you forget about our concert?

Our concert?

Which one?

I called it off...

For how long are you gonna hate me?

And for what, for a child you don't want?

Do you realize that your obstinacy is unhealthy?

It's not obstinacy...

It's desire...

The desire that pushes me towards my personal idea of happiness.

The lake can be a good hiding-place...

But it's not the only possible door...

Mine was music... was... has been.

The past has swallowed the future...

I'm not immortal...

Please, give me another chance...

Another chance?

For what?

To ruin my career with the excuse of the happy family?

You're talking nonsense...

I'd be a fool to want your downfall, I love you...

- And I want a child from you. - And I don't.

Now, go away...

I don't wanna see you anymore.

- Where are you going, huh? - Let me go...

Where are you going?

- Come here... - Andrea, no! What are you doing?

Let me go... Andrea, let me go...

Andrea, what are you doing?!

What are you doing?!

I got you more gigs...

For all nine months...

And New York?

I'm trying...

...but they want Miriam.

Where did you find it?

What do you mean?

That's my pram, I used to play with it as a child.

Honey, what are you saying?

This is my pram.

Hey, calm down...

Think about our child...

Who will become a great pianist, like you.

What joy can you feel in counting days and months of a deforming body

that makes you suffer...

You're scaring me, Miriam.

I wasn't scary, when you raped me.

I didn't rape you...

Oh, yes, and this is the outcome...

Why didn't you have an abortion, then?

Because I was scared.

The idea of such... a scary choice, obsessed me.

You could have helped me, huh?

You know, it's never easy to get rid of an unexpected and unwanted guest.

♪ Chopin - "Ballata N.1 op. 23" ♪

Stop it, Miriam.

I warned you to let it go.

Your pregnancy is difficult, you need to rest.

You're gonna have a beautiful baby, everything's gonna be alright.

And then, we'll talk about it.

You won't be forgotten, Andrea and I will make sure...

Andrea...

What about him?

Didn't he tell you?

I didn't feel like calling off all the concerts...

So Andrea offered to cover for you.

Until you'll feel better, of course.

- Miriam, come on... - Don't touch me...

But...

What a beautiful day!

You need to eat, for you and for the baby.

How's my grandson?

Andrea keeps asking about both of you! He's in Spain, for a concert.

How good is my Andrea...

Are you sleeping?

Good for you, have some rest...

There's nothing to be afraid of, Andrea set it all up.

One for you...

And one for my little boy...

Or little girl, obviously.

I'd prefer a little boy, though.

♪ Franz Liszt - "Funérailles" ♪

Once, there were notes inside me...

Now I only have colorless, soundless...

Hidden thoughts...

Sterile...

It's like contemplating the void...

The end... of everything... and everyone.

This was the last concert

of the spectacular music season, at Carnegie Hall.

At the piano you listened to Andrea Soleri,

who worthily replaced his wife, at the last moment,

the great pianist Miriam Grieco,

who's anxiously expecting a baby.

Allow me to address the future parents my...

You are an intruder, you know?

And I’m gonna put barbed wire between you and me...

Because I don't want you...

I don't want you...

I don't want you...

I don't want you...

I don't want you...

I don't want you...

I don't want you...

I don't want you...

It's not your fault, you know?

Maybe we will meet again...

But not now...

Not now...

Miriam...

What else do you want...

to be satisfied?

You must never play again...

Fabio!

Hey, are you ready for a new adventure at Carnegie Hall?

More than ready.

It wasn't your fault...

You'll be out of here soon...

Come on...

You need to start playing again.

What else do you want...

To be satisfied?

You must never play again...

♪ Franz Liszt - "Funérailles" ♪