All language subtitles for The Strauss Family - episode 5 - starring Stuart Wilson & Anne Stallybrass (1972)

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Well, if you're all excused, me I'll...

You know the court office.

Now go there tomorrow and find out what they say.

Very well.

Expecting company.

May I?

Can you see that little dark one?

This appointment.

Why is it so important to you?

Is it because your father once held it?

The Emperor's only a boy. Why should his approval matter?

Because without it I have no standing.

I'm just another bandmaster.

Licensed every year by the magistrate's just like a peddler.

Meanwhile, popularity has its compensations.

Joseph.

Shut.

Ooh.

Times it.

You met it not ask.

What, uh...

Kind of an evening did you have?

Fairly successful.

You waited up.

You heard from the factory.

You got it.

They'll give me all the time I like to design and experiment.

What's mother please?

No, you know where they're getting the bargain.

What salary are they offering?

As usual she's right.

Where else would they get an engineer and an architect in one?

There's something else.

I asked Caroline.

Pepe.

And she's accepted me.

At last!

You mean at last?

They'll have known for at least ten years you were going to ask her.

And for at least ten years that she was going to say yes.

And not her mother.

No.

Not her mother.

I wish I didn't have to work.

Who should wake everyone up and have a party?

Shh.

She's coming in the morning and her mother.

Good.

We'll celebrate.

What are you working on?

Something for the doctor's ball.

Where is it?

Someone of the cuffs.

What's the key?

A major.

Like it was a form.

As of this moment, the excited pulse.

Shani?

Shani, wake up.

The clockmires are here.

We're waiting for you.

Oh.

You should throw jokes at them sometimes.

What's Eddie with you last night?

Eddie?

No, why?

He never know where he gets to these days.

When he's young, he's just found out his handsome.

What do you think he gets to?

That's all he can think of.

Clothes and girls.

He's lucky.

Come on.

Smile.

Not every day one of your sons gets himself engaged.

No.

Happy?

Caroline's a very sweet girl.

If only she was an orphan.

Shani, you shouldn't say that.

Of course I'm glad they're waited.

A wise decision.

How long do you think the engagement should last?

Surely it wouldn't be proper to rush into marriage.

Eddie?

Not too long.

Not more than a year.

Ah.

Viscuit?

Thank you.

Have you decided what you're going to wear at the wedding, Mrs. Prokmar?

No, no, it's far too soon.

Oh, well, you'll have to give to Raisin and Elle the benefit of your advice.

You're such an expert on clothes.

I have to say, I'm not a good person.

You're such an expert on clothes.

I have been told I have very good taste.

Yes.

Well, I can't wait any longer to celebrate.

Do excuse me.

Come on, to Raisin.

What a charming young man.

Yes.

Oh, Mrs. Tress, I was just saying how charming young Eddie has become.

You must be so proud of your sons.

Well, I'd never say so.

Oh, but you must.

Oh, it's Joseph.

In a very responsible position now and Edward in the Foreign Office.

He's only joined the civil service.

But attached to the Foreign Office.

I'm sure he'll make an excellent diplomat.

I think so too, Mother.

And Johann.

He's so, um...

popular.

Oh, it's such a pity that he never had an official appointment.

Why? Would that make him respectable, too?

Oh, I didn't mean that, Mrs. Tress. I only thought that...

well, his father's old position.

Director of court music.

Surely he's earned it.

Yes, well, he's applied for it.

Bob, Bob, Bob, um...

Oh, what's that?

Champagne for the happy couple.

Well, shouldn't you have waited till Sharnie was here?

Eddie boarded himself, Mother, as a present.

Or do I have to ask the head of the family's permission for that too?

Do forgive me for not being dressed.

Mrs. Brooke, Ma?

How do you do?

Caroline?

And how will it feel to have four new brothers and sisters, as well as a husband?

Well, I think I should like it.

Well, I'm glad for which shot to let you go.

Champagne!

Eddie boarded.

And I'm glad there's someone in the family with style.

Mrs. Brooke, Ma?

Thank you.

It goes to my head.

Mother?

Thank you, Eddie.

Caroline?

Thank you, Eddie.

You are.

Joseph.

A toast.

The Caroline and Joseph.

Caroline and Joseph.

Caroline and Joseph.

I know you'll be embarrassed, but I want to say now that Joseph is the man I envy most in the world.

Not only for Caroline, but that's reason enough.

I only have one talent.

He has many.

Writer, painter, architect, engineer and musician.

He excels at all of them.

And he's chosen to be an architect and an engineer is just the loss of the other three.

I only do what I'm fitted for.

And nowadays I only write letters.

I only paint Caroline.

And I only play my brother's horses on a piano.

Oh, you should play one of mine sometime.

Oh, do you compose too, Edward?

Like he does everything else for effect.

Oh, no.

Isn't this dream a mother?

Oh, Shani.

Will you excuse me, Mrs. Brookmeyer?

We have some business.

Oh, goodness.

This is the busiest house I've ever seen.

This is only Saturday.

You should see Sunday.

We're going to go into Shani's room.

Morning, Mr. Brookmeyer.

Please excuse us.

Morning, Shani.

Morning.

It gets harder every month to keep ahead.

The costs keep rising, Mrs. Strauss.

And please stay the same.

Well, Shani, finished.

Hold on.

Well, that's the three.

Why can't we have an office?

Why do we still have to use my bedroom?

You asked Mr. Aemon about costs, he'll tell you.

Oh, no.

We've got a double booking on the 18th.

The Sophia rooms and the spell.

Oh, dear.

Which one do we take?

Sophia rooms, I suppose.

If Shani could only split himself in two,

we could double our income.

Come in.

Mrs. Strauss.

Mr. Aton?

Good morning.

Well, I'd been to see the court official.

What did he say?

Well, he said that Johann was not suitable to be a director.

What?

The Empress advisors reminded him that you sympathized with the revolution.

But that was years ago!

They have long memories, and they say your way of life is not...

well, sufficiently respectable.

Well, it's not the end of the world.

We only wanted the appointment, so we could put the fees up.

And now we're doing the Sunday afternoon concerts.

It's not so important.

If you Shani can't go to the court,

but the court comes to see Shani.

AND THE

I'm sorry, gentlemen. This is a rest area for the orchestra. Members of the public are not permitted.

Your Highness.

You would better rise, Mr. Strauss.

Gentlemen, please leave us.

I didn't, uh...

You're admirers, Mr. Strauss.

Smart to them.

Don't you find it strange, Mr. Strauss?

I can move amongst my people in Cognito and not be recognized.

While you come up and move a step.

Please sit.

You were refused to position at my court.

Yes. So it may surprise you to know that I enjoy your music.

Just chum.

I am honored, sir.

Your popularity is the cause, Mr. Strauss.

My advisors tell me that because you are a radical, it is dangerous.

Then you have been misinformed, sir.

Really? I was told you played the French Revolutionary, so I won the barricades.

Not on the barricades.

I did play it.

Yes. I also played my father's Riddetsky March and the national hymn.

Why?

I play a piece of music for its own value.

Not for any meaning that it may have the sum of my audience.

Are you telling me you had no political interests?

Of course I have.

But the furthest they went was wishing to see people fair, then living free.

And at one time I thought this could be done in the night.

I have been urged to have you arrested, Mr. Strauss.

But perhaps you have been misunderstood.

Prince Metonich used to say that a dancing people is a happy people,

which is why he supported your father.

But your father is dead.

I need someone to take his place.

That's all I wish to do.

To prove and justify myself, then we have something in common.

I too should like a happy people.

I propose an alliance.

It will not be easy for either of us.

You have much prejudice to overcome.

And I am not yet strong enough to go against my advisor's wishes.

One day I shall.

I promise you.

We must both work hard.

Gentlemen.

Let us see what we can achieve, Mr. Strauss.

Thank you.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

It is only a few days.

It is very difficult to talk to so many engagements.

I was not talking about days madam, but months.

Months?

Months?

You are not merely tired.

You are on the edge of nervous exhaustion.

I will be well enough to play tonight.

No doubt.

I am for several others.

But you are burning yourself out.

Next time you collapse, it may be total.

It is up to you.

If I stop now, I will lose everything I have ever worked for.

I have given my opinion.

There is nothing else I can do.

If you take my advice, you will have a chance.

If you don't, I will not be answerable.

Good day.

Six months.

He will never agree.

You must make him.

I would suggest someone in the mountains.

And it is not only him I am concerned about.

You have been overworking too far too long.

There is nothing wrong with me.

I have known you for a good many years, Mrs. Strauss.

So I was not entirely surprised by your son's attitude.

When you speak to him, spare a few words for yourself.

Very well.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

I am not sure.

But it ishydrous for yourself.

Very well.

Ten drops in water every six hours.

Unless there is a sleep.

And remember, I expect to see you soon.

I will let myself out.

I thought you were asleep.

He's on his way.

Shh.

Oh, show me up.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Oh, show me up.

Sorry.

I shouldn't have let you do it.

Split in the orchestra, going from group to group, night after night.

I never thought.

I blame myself.

We did.

What we thought was right.

What's that?

Something the doctor left.

Yes.

And I won't need it.

Dr. Sanna meant what he said.

I know.

I've been thinking.

This is a warning.

I was trying to be just like father.

He wouldn't stop.

He died young.

I intend to last much longer.

You'll give her.

I'd.

There's still so much I want to do.

If I don't take this chance, it could all finish.

It'll all be over and I'd never know.

You're really me.

I know.

I know it won't be easy.

Oh, you mustn't worry.

Have we gotten any money?

Enough.

My publisher might help.

We can't count on him.

I'm anyone but ourselves.

Not even the orchestra.

How long before that splits up?

Some of them won't leave us.

That's why I've sinned for Joseph.

Joseph, I'm so glad you've come.

Shh.

Came as soon as I heard.

How are you?

I can't stop.

I'm a puppet with the strings cut.

Dr. Sarnas says he has to rest.

Well, of course.

It may be for some time.

Doesn't matter for how long.

However long it takes, I blame myself.

We've all depended on you far too much.

I know it won't be the same, but we'll manage.

There's my salary.

And Eddie can give up some of his.

He won't like that.

You never know.

He might even enjoy having to support you for a while.

In any case, you must rest.

The only problem is the orchestra.

Yes, but they'll understand.

It can go to Reichmann and Ammon.

Ammon's too old.

Reichmann's too soft.

In six months it would go to pieces.

Well, I can't see any other way.

I can.

You must take it over.

You must, Joseph.

Me?

You're the only one who can.

But it's ridiculous.

I'm not a conductor.

You studied the piano with Chani in musical theory.

I was ten years ago.

But anyway, they'd never accept me.

They'd laugh at me.

They gave Chani a chance.

They'd give you one.

You can't be serious.

You're the only choice, Pepe.

But even if I could, I could never stand up in front of all those people.

You wouldn't know what to do.

You know the music.

You can follow it even if you can't lead.

It's the man who stands in front that people come to see.

And it must be a scroose.

That's the real reason, isn't it?

The name.

Are you ashamed of it?

Of course not.

That's not fair.

I'm sorry.

I know how important it is to you to all of us.

It is here.

He wants to come in.

Oh, not just now.

And Caroline, should I tell her your business?

Yes, I can.

Speak to her.

It won't make any difference.

I know.

Bring me some water quickly.

How is he now?

He's better. He'll be all right.

Caroline, I must speak to you.

Yes.

But what is it?

What is it?

Shani.

There's something else.

How could they even ask you such a thing?

You could lose your job.

Don't they ever care what happens to us?

Of course they do.

I told them I said it wouldn't be fun.

I'm sorry for Shani and your mother, but they never think about what you want.

Do you expect me to think the same as they do?

And why?

Because I'm one of them.

Well, there are other ways in which you could help.

Keeping a few musicians together, is that worth so much?

It's been their whole life.

Music, the orchestra.

Nothing as important as that to them.

Father, I'm sorry.

Father, I'm sorry.

Father, I'm sorry.

Father, I'm sorry.

Father, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What's wrong?

You can't really tell me how you got to me.

Oh, and what does that mean?

What do you want to do?

What about you?

What do you want to do?

It means, not only for me, but also for me.

I mean, for me.

But it means nothing.

It means nothing.

I mean, you don't want to tell me how you got to you.

Father, I poor.

It's nearly killed Shani.

Is that what they want for you?

I said no.

But you didn't mean it.

I meant it.

I couldn't believe it.

Then I was angry.

I was angry because I knew it was impossible.

And because they needed me.

I don't know underneath it all.

I felt a kind of excitement.

As if I'd always known it was bound to happen.

No.

I was excited and I was afraid.

Joseph!

I owe them.

I owe them both so much.

You know how nervous he gets.

Are you sure you could do it?

I've never been more certain than anything.

You were.

You did say it was only for six months.

Pepe.

There's so much to learn.

I don't know where to begin.

When will you want me to start?

Well, tonight's out of the question.

There's a gala of Domino's tomorrow.

Tomorrow!

But I shall need a few weeks at least.

Oh, what could you learn in a few weeks?

It'll make any difference.

You must just begin.

But you know it's impossible.

I never learned the violin.

How can I conduct if I can't lead?

Joseph.

Yes.

They couldn't be so stupid.

Mother, is it true?

Joseph's taking over from Chani?

Tomorrow night at Domino's.

Why didn't he ask me?

You?

I've learnt the music. I play the violin.

I know every move he makes.

Oh, don't be silly.

Anyway, you're far too young.

No younger than he was when he first started.

Oh, but he wouldn't want that, would he?

Of course not. He has to ask.

Joseph.

Well, can you imagine? They'll laugh him off the stage.

How is he?

Nervous.

He doesn't know what nerves are.

Everyone's saying, where is you, Herr?

Is anyone asked for their money, Dad?

That comes later.

He'll do well.

Did you see him rehearse?

No.

I did.

Oh, take no notice.

Oh, my eyes are full.

I told you, if you carry a violin,

people will expect you to play it.

I have a message for you from Johann.

He says he hopes you break a leg.

He sends you this.

What is it?

It was your father's.

His regimental battle.

I've written the resident doctor at Noihan.

You'll be met at the station.

I am?

Hello, mother.

This is my friend Rosa.

How do you do?

Maybe join you.

Don't you think he walks like a duck?

Don't you think he walks like a duck?

I think he's rather sweet like a poet.

Peppy the poet.

What's it mean?

It's supposed to be a polka.

A polka?

A polka?

A polka?

You've chosen yourself.

Trust your judgement.

You've made me leave it to others for once.

You've made me leave it to others for once.

Don't you think he's a poet?

Don't you think he's a poet?

Don't you think he's a poet?

Don't you think he's a poet?

Don't you think he's a poet?

Don't you think he's a poet?

Don't you think he's a poet?

Don't you think he's a poet?

Here's another one.

Dear Mr. Joseph Strauss...

I didn't think people could write such things.

That's the price of fame.

The one I like best is your noble head like Franz Liszt.

I didn't say that.

I swear it.

I'll show you where is it?

Green one, I think.

There is one dream of your noble head like Franz Liszt.

I'm now sorry.

It's good to see you.

Hello, Shani.

You look well. So do you.

Are you all right now?

Never better. But glad to be home.

What? A niece?

I'm growing them.

It's the English fashion.

I don't like them.

Where are the others?

Mothers are dumbass.

She's using the old dressing room as an artist.

She's had to because Joseph's been so successful.

And Joseph's shopping with Caroline.

I'll move my things in. I'll help you.

Here you are.

Did you get some worse?

Isn't it lovely, Shani?

I still can't believe it.

Myself.

I don't know where you're going to put everything.

Joseph's been using your room.

Good, isn't it?

Of course, Joseph doesn't have much time for drawing now.

I don't suppose so.

Mother didn't want him to spread the orchestra.

Well, after what happened to you?

But people want to see him so much, she's had to let him.

He will be surprised to see you.

That's her expect so.

Poor Joseph. All that popularity.

It was inevitable.

You know, they insisted he write something.

A waltz for a ball at the Apollo.

Of course, he was terrified.

And when we asked him what he was going to call it,

he said, the first and the last.

No one expected it would be such an enormous hit.

Aemon says it's the best waltz since the Lorelai.

Badenai House isn't the other side of the world.

I have heard how well Joseph's done.

Sharmy.

Not out into the old office upstairs.

Oh, Domar's become very grand.

It's now a salon for tight-lit guests.

A rupees 153.

Did I really write all these?

Joseph's composed something too.

Yes, I've heard it.

It's good.

I promise not to tell him.

That's what you want.

You don't sound pleased.

You've only just come back to us.

Go the past few months, give me a chance to think.

There must be more to like than.

There must be.

If you say so.

Sharmy.

They told me you were here.

Why didn't you let us know you were coming?

I only decided this morning.

How well he looks.

I haven't felt so well in years.

How was Badenai House?

Very quiet, very healthy and very boring.

I can't wait to get back to work.

Well, you seem to have survived quite well.

As a matter of fact, after the first few nights,

I've enjoyed it.

Aemon's teaching me the violin.

Really?

Sharmy, perhaps you should call the next one the first after the last.

The next one.

Well, you don't actually want to give it all up, do you?

Well, no.

That is I good.

That's all I need is to know.

I don't understand.

Sharmy is going to Russia.

To Russia?

A series of concerts have had lost.

Mother doesn't approve.

She thinks it's a long way.

The terms, is that a spectrum?

Well, I may not be good enough for the court in Vienna.

But in St. Petersburg, I should be playing for the Zah.

And you, Pepi, can carry on here, if you will.

Sharmy!

It's settled, you have a contract.

I've already signed it.

Hey, come on!

Hey, come on!

Hey, come on!

Hey, come on!

Hey, come on!

Hey, come on!

APPLAUSE

You may or you may not be as good of a musician as your brother, but by God, you know, how to stage manager Waltz.

The lunge, a parry, a quiver, and they're all gasping.

If a little their mothers could see them, and the mothers bless them, are doing the same.

You make me sound like a fraud.

That man is a hero to his secretary.

They're not going on again.

Three waltzes, two polkas, and a zerka are quite enough for what I'm doing.

Excellent.

Or why don't we steal away to the cafe Troika?

There's something wrong.

No.

I know what it is.

It's all these flowers.

We both go down with the Russian hay fever.

Oh, clear them away if you want to.

We'll talk to all of them.

Even the little sprayer pilots.

The daily sprayer from O.

I wonder who O is.

I wonder who O is.

I wonder who O is.

I wonder who O is.

I wonder who O is.

I wonder who O could be.

I knew it.

I knew what.

Nothing else could explain the hermics existence we've led for the last month.

No parties, no super on team, and not only you, but me.

I mean, who wants to invite me when they can't have you?

No.

There's only one possible explanation.

The incredible has happened.

You're in love.

Who is it?

O.

Who is O?

O.

Who is O?

Olga.

Olga.

Olga who?

Semenitskova.

Of a Semenitskiz.

You're flying high.

Too high.

Why?

Her parents have found out they won't let her see me.

So it's serious.

I never knew.

I never really knew what it felt like before.

I never knew.

I never knew what it felt like before.

I never knew.

I never knew what it felt like before.

I never knew.

I never knew what it felt like before.

What's she like?

Beautiful.

Of course.

She's young.

Sensitive.

With a mind that makes me feel ashamed.

A mind.

She talks of things.

The whole new world.

I never knew existed.

The books of poetry.

You wouldn't understand.

Oh.

No.

But you're not allowed to see her, so...

Why don't we chop down to the cafe trika?

Can't.

Why not?

I must see if she's left a letter for me.

Where?

A special place.

Oh, there hasn't been one for days.

Well, let's go there then.

Anything's better than moping round here.

I found your letter.

I couldn't believe it.

Only an hour ago I thought my life was over.

How did they find out?

My old mess.

So, some of us.

What did they say?

Oh, it was too raw.

Tell me.

They said I would disgrace them by meeting them now.

You must picture the enrollment tangle,

because it had a station in Russia.

I'm not ashamed of my work.

Of course not, my dearest.

You have only begun.

I told them they only know the image of you that comes at some war rooms.

They don't know the heights you could reach.

We could reach together.

Oh, yes.

Did you tell them how we felt about each other?

Well, goodbye.

So we still have to go on meeting in secret.

If we wish to be alone, only now it will be more difficult.

Why?

My father, he may be having you watch.

Okay, if I see you.

Lebok, you've touched the letters.

I can't read just anything.

You understand?

The symphony?

What do you mean you're going to write a symphony?

I've told you I'm tired of all this trivial dance music.

You mean Olga is?

It's the same thing.

Oh, no, it isn't.

You play Wagner a human at your concerts. That's fine.

But try to turn yourself into another Wagner a Shumu will be a disaster.

She believes in me.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

She believes in me.

Oh.

Your Imperial Highness.

Look, I don't mind being your postman.

But what's going to come of it?

I don't know.

Well, are you going to marry her?

Are you?

You know what her parents are like.

Well, have you met them?

But what good would it do?

They'd never listen to me.

They'd listen to her.

Did you play it? The rhymes?

Yes.

For you?

Was I right?

It was one of the loveliest things I'd ever heard.

Haunting. Sad.

Sad?

Ah.

Olga, I've decided.

You must tell your parents.

It's the only way.

Once they know how we feel.

They take time a year even longer.

But they never understand. They're so hard.

They can't keep us apart.

Not when they know where to be married.

Yes, my darling.

But don't be afraid.

As soon as you tell them, I shall come to you.

And we shall be together.

Nothing? Nothing.

That's two days without a letter.

Go there again.

You, Aniston.

Don't you force me to make her tell them.

Where are you going?

I am going to see her parents.

Listen, they're good. They won't see you.

Mr. Strats.

Madame.

I'm so sorry my husband is not here to welcome you.

He would so much have enjoyed meeting you.

Will you take some tea?

No, thank you.

Do come and sit with me.

Mr. Strats.

Madame.

I'm so sorry my husband is not here to welcome you.

He would so much have enjoyed meeting you.

Will you take some tea?

No, thank you.

You know I have come.

I'm afraid so.

Then may I see your daughter, please.

I'm afraid not, Mr. Strats.

Why not?

She left by train yesterday for Tzartzko Sierno.

To center away?

No.

Her leaving was as unexpected by me as it's obviously surprising to you.

Then why did she go?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Then why did she go?

I fancy you sent her.

I sent.

But we love each other.

She was afraid to tell you, afraid when you found her.

I've known about your association with my daughter since it began.

She told me herself.

She tried to stop her seeing me.

I did not wish you to be hurt.

Why?

Because I'd never be acceptable.

Because I judge you to be a man of sincerity and feeling.

Olga is young and romantic.

And what could be more romantic when to have the idol of all the women of St. Petersburg secretly at her feet?

She is also partly educated as many well-bred young women are here in Russia.

And wishes to be intellectual.

What could be more intellectually rewarding than to turn the mind of a famous composer of light music to hire things?

My character is in a novel.

You were the perfect hero and she was of course the heroine.

Unfortunate, Mr Strauss, you included reality by insisting she marries.

And reality reduced your association to a common, athere the girl.

You said that you were unacceptable and of course you are.

Olga is perfectly aware of that. She is destined to marry someone of her own position in life.

And say she has left her own free will to avoid embarrassment.

Which surely you do not wish to cause.

No.

May I say, Mr Strauss, both my husband and I enjoy your music enormously.

The

whole of St. Petersburg knew.

Did Librock tell them?

They told everyone it was only a rumor that the Sminnitskis were lying.

They showed people your letters.

Then you are well out of it.

You think you were in love was a fairytale.

I would have done anything for her.

And she would have ruined you.

Forget her, nothing lasts forever.

People know that you are back, they expect to see you.

I couldn't face them.

Hide yourself away and they will know the story is true.

Show yourself and it is just another rumor.

I suppose you are right.

I proved it.

Joseph is at the spare, he is hoping you will join him.

No, not there.

If I do go out, I have other invitations.

Where to?

To deskos?

I didn't know you knew him.

I was not sure.

It is not what I have chosen, but I suppose it is better than nothing.

What is wrong with him?

A man who lives openly with his mistress.

He is rich and he has influence.

No respectable person will speak to them.

So naturally they send for me.

Your hand is brown.

I know some of your music.

I would like to hear some more.

I believe I know all yours.

And I would like to hear more.

Excuse me.

He is off to play for his summer.

I fancy Hetty asked me to invite you so that you can meet.

She has a talent for bringing people together.

Good evening.

Very very informal here.

Many of you aristocrats and moboliticians.

A gathering of like minds.

Now there are one or two people I would like you to meet before Hetty come and near you.

Do you know her, Barnfeld?

It is a good evening.

He is here.

So I imagined.

Well give it a minute to settle down and then play something.

I leave it to you.

Terrible boy, isn't it?

I shouldn't have left you with him.

Ah, here she comes.

So slowly you wouldn't believe she'd be in dying at this moment all day.

Your hand, Mr. Strauss, Henrietta Tuckis.

Hetty.

If you're particularly nice to him, idea,

Mr. Strauss might write something for you to see.

I don't write songs.

Oh indeed.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hear it.

I'm sure you didn't.

It's just that I...

I think you should reconsider.

You'll be in good company.

Mendelssohn has dedicated songs to Hetty.

Oh yes, it's quite true.

Thank you, Maurice.

But it is not true that I gave a command performance for Henry VIII of England.

Ha ha ha ha.

Have you met my own protege?

Yes sir.

Good.

Thank you.

Would you?

No.

I don't think you're enjoying yourself, Mr. Strauss.

I am.

Well I don't know anyone and I know little about books and even less about painting.

I imagine you being too busy.

Oh that's delightful.

Did you write it?

Yes sir.

I never know if they were written by you or by your brother.

Well the family Strauss manufactures music, wholesale and retail.

But you're ashamed of it?

No.

Then why pretend of it?

I'm afraid I'm taking up your time.

When would you like me to play?

Oh I didn't ask you to play. I asked you to dance.

No one's dancing.

Be sure when I begin.

And I don't dance.

Oh then this time you did Mr. Strauss with the right woman.

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