All language subtitles for Once More, With Feeling! 1960-En

YOU WILL GO BACK TO ME

Victor? Victor please ...

Darling please
It was a recording of mine.

The whole service is shocked
and the cook is historical.

Who have you put that perfume for?
so exciting?

Be still, watch out for my makeup.

Where are you going so made up
and with that perfume of roses?

- Shut up and zip me up.
- Upload it? Unlike.

Victor, Dolly, it's me, Maxwell Archer,
corporation.

Go ahead, Max.

Guys, what are you doing?
Have I caught you red-handed?

I'm ready.
Help me with the dress, will you?

The genius is not to be trusted
with zippers.

Dolly, all managers
Orchestras are impatient.

Yes, a nice one awaits me
evening with them,

doing your dirty work.

Goodbye my love
and eat dinner.

When are you going to audition the
girl for the youth concert?

It should already be here
that monster.

Be nice to her. Remember that
one day you were a child prodigy.

- Miss Angela Hopper, sir.
- Ah, the monster. Let it happen

- This way, please.
- Dr. Fabian.

Who are you? Where is it
his daughter? Or was it her sister?

I do not understand anything. I am Angela Hopper.
I have an audition.

You? Oh no, it was a girl
Twelve-year-old prodigy.

Look, I have it written on the tab:
Angela Hopper, 12 years old.

I'm 21. Don't you understand?
The numbers have danced.

1-2 instead of 2-1.
A typing error.

- Well, there is quite a difference, isn't there?
- I'm not going to go out on the street, am I?

Oh please.

Well i ...

Dear Lord Millmouth,
dance divinely.

Good evening, Mrs. Fabian.
Tell your husband what you can do

as many trials as you want.
I'll take care of it.

Mr. Spinall, do you remember now that
in the conservatory, with a full moon,

- did you make me a promise?
- Perfectly.

A new stage
for the next season.

Dear Mr. Austin, `` solve '' that
soloist theme that Victor needs?

Anything you want.

Good night,
good night dear

Good night Good Night.

I think Victor shouldn't be working
until so late with that girl.

For the twelve years that he is,
it's too much.

I'm sure Victor will have seen him
Lot of talent.

Good evening, Dolly.

Victor, what have you done?

For my director's honor,
I'm innocent.

Okay, go and explain it to him!
And ask him to forgive me.

Well it's all I have
what to tell you!

Well, listen to this!

Dolly! Dolly!

- How long have you been rehearsing?
- Almost an hour.

How far has it gone?

To the first four notes!

What a mess, four notes.

What a magnificent performance. How
bring out the deepest nuances.

Good morning, Chester.
Do you have my email?

Yes, sir. This is yours.

- Nothing else?
- No, sir.

Good morning, the symphony of
Beethoven, first movement.

From the letter "A", please.

Not bad, not bad at all. Maybe
It is bland, a little expressionless,

but not bad. Together for
Liverpool is acceptable.

- Well, has it started yet?
- Half an hour ago.

Around the world in four notes.
Use the symphony orchestras

Just like I use kleenex.
He is consuming himself with grief.

And not only that,
It is consuming me too.

What is going on in London?
Don't they want him?

Chester friend if you had that much
money like the London Festival Orchestra

you couldn't stand Victor Fabian.

If it were with his wife, maybe.

Chester, we'll attack later
with Sherezade.

Tell the boys it will be tough.
We will not only play a Korsakov,

we have to overcome it.

You couldn't be
a little more compromising?

Max, I wish I was a little more
compromise. It would be so much easier.

I conduct the orchestra the same as myself
same because there is only one class

of music I know: the best.
I cannot give less or accept less.

If you are right,
I revere your methods.

- Sit down, Victor.
- I'm sitting.

But ... the problem is ...

- that we are left without orchestras.
- Lost London?

Lost. I'm sorry, your decision
It was not artistic or musical.

It was simply a matter
mental health.

�Because we had discrepancies
with administrators? Ridiculous.

Now it's different
Why don't you take Dolly with you.

I know, the indispensable Dolly,
the holy and noble, Dr. Schweitzer.

If you had seen the administrators
when they asked about Dolly.

Even if I could call now
and tell them that you and Dolly are ...

You surprise me, Max. After
the way he treated us.

- You have no pride?
- Pride? An agent with pride?

Think of poor Dolly.

Such a girl, completely
far from civilization,

teaching in a modest school.

Imagine her, at night, dragging
feet to a small cell.

- Poor Dolly.
- You are right. I have been selfish.

No matter what I have done,
nor its defects,

I will not turn my back on you
in a moment of trouble.

- You are a saint, Victor.
- Get the phone, Max.

Call administrators
of the orchestra in London,

tell them that dolly and i
we have reconciled.

- He'll come back to me.
- Wait a minute, Victor,

What will Dolly think?
Do you want to return?

We will start again holding
hand in hand, a second honeymoon.

- We'll have a baby!
- Victor, slowly.

Before you have a child, you must
at least talk to Dolly.

It takes two to restart
a reconciliation.

Dolly is the harpist and I am the conductor,
will not oppose natural laws.

- Maybe I do.
- The orchestra is ready, Dr. Fabian.

Me too, Chester.
The phone, Max.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, let's forget
comments this morning.

If my criticisms
they found it cruel,

it was only an attempt to achieve the
level of quality that you can give.

So, on the magic carpet
of our music,

let's get out of these still and cold
lands to the mysterious east.

Sherezade, my friends.
From the beginning, please.

Bardini, my old friend.
I swear that Dolly Fabian is here.

She and Fabian have reconciled.

Max, why didn't you tell me anything
before about this?

You have to manage a
Wagnerian opera company

and feed them all
if I'm not telling you the truth.

You will see them hand in hand,
like two happy children.

Forgive me, my kerchief.
I'm fine now, I can speak.

- Okay?
- Got it.

- Good work, Max.
- I told him tremendous lies,

even for our ethics. Jur�
Bardini that you had reconciled.

Don't worry, Max.

The third movement.
The letter E".

We are a rocking and winding row
of temple dancers,

with some silver bells ringing
on painted feet.

Don't gasp, Max,
you are too tense

Nonsense,
Look how calm I am.

I'll end the rehearsal and buzzing
towards Bradley school,

We will bring Dolly to London
triumphantly.

Bring the car to the artists door
and keep the engine running.

Excellent, my dear colleagues.
Now, to conclude,

again from twelve, please.

Once again since the last
chords please

Sorry, Dr. Fabian,
I'll fine tune it again. Sorry.

Let me, my dear Gendel.

I know how to touch it and I have enough
good ear.

I have a perfect ear, while
that you, if I may say so,

is decidedly inept.
Today he has been playing in keys

absolutely wrong,
like E minor and F major.

But I have not wanted to abuse our
brief relationship making him see it.

Ah, that's better.

So it's perfectly tuned ...
Deaf destroys eardrums!

Dolly!
Go for it!

Victor! But what are you doing?
Let me go. Not here!

- Where?
- Shall we have the champagne here?

No Please.

My love, I have come to take you away
from all of this.

- Let's go to my apartment.
- My usual Dolly. It has not changed.

Wait! Wait for me!

Victor, I have rented this apartment
to Mrs. Blogsman.

She is an elderly lady,
He doesn't like scandals.

We'll just celebrate for a bit, honey.
Tell him to come up.

Max can dance with her.
Plug it in there.

No way,
I forbid you.

But if I have brought
all my recordings.

Stay away from me, Victor.

Don't put it so high!

Dolly, honey ...

- Keep your distance.
- Guys, stop it.

- Come on, with a kiss everything is fixed.
- I'm ready.

Victor, I don't mind doing
peace, but I warn you,

if you start again with that
overture of "Romeo and Juliet" will squeal.

- You wanted to talk to me.
- About the divorce.

I ... wanted to tell you,
but not by letter.

You're right, play tough.
I deserve it.

Come on please don't resist
dumb.

Accept your destiny
with wounded pride.

I, Victor Fabian, take you, Dolly.

What a shame, you imploring me.
You are completely crazy.

I'm asking for a divorce, and if
you give me the least objection

- I will lock you up in a madhouse.
- My poor girl.

Loneliness has affected you a lot.
He doesn't know what he's saying.

I know what I'm saying!
We are done, Victor!

We came to talk to you about
our second honeymoon.

Start it without me!

- Or go with her!
- Get out from behind that box spring.

And remember the rights
that I have as a husband.

Well, at least you tried.
But don't worry, I have an idea.

It would be better if you signed with the
Fargo Philharmonic,

- North Dakota.
- Don't talk nonsense.

I have to keep my house open
and start thinking a little bit.

Stop talking about North Dakota.
We have London.

What do you say?
Without Dolly we will not get London.

I'm sure she won't accept.
I have seen it with my own eyes.

Dolly will come with me, next to me,
to my own house.

You will see, Dolly will come to where
it belongs. Trust me.

Here, take a cigar.

Sign! Pull out the chest, goal
stomach and open your eyes wide.

Good morning, Mrs. Wilbur.
Mr. Wilbur.

What is the scandal that I have heard,
Mr. Bardini?

- What do you know about Dr. Fabian?
- This morning has arrived.

- You have your first rehearsal this afternoon.
- And Mrs. Fabian?

I'm not with him right now,
but it is expected. That's.

- Alonzo?
- Yes, mom.

It is five minutes to eleven.
What time is the rehearsal?

At two ... At 14 o'clock.

Alonzo, at 13:30 I want to see
Dr. Fabian, and with him his wife.

- To order, mom.
- I'll go alone.

I don't want to miss the change
of the guard.

The royal guard band
has a new trombonist.

�And if I don't interview
with Mrs. Fabian, mom?

Well then you fire the orchestra.
Neither rehearsals nor concerts. Is it clear?

Mrs. Wilbur, maybe I should give you
a little more time.

You already have my orders.

At your command.

Ahead.

- Do you know anything about Dolly?
- Nothing.

Telephone again
to that horrible school.

Home, my own home.

After long and arid
years of exile.

Victor, we don't know anything about Dolly.
We made promises, we made commitments.

Dolly should be here.

On stage at Covent Garden
I want a hollow platform

on the left for the section
string bass.

- We will get a great resonance.
- Victor, don't you understand me?

Dolly is not here, she hasn't called,
not a telegram,

not even a postcard.

Only those who travel can savor
the excitement of coming home.

Phone Santa Cecilia in Rome.
I want to hire the entire choir

for a special performance
from mass in E minor.

This is useless talk.

Unless Dolly gets here,
you won't even have a performance

with the Jingle Bells.

Chester, do something!
Move a little at least.

- Max, what time is it in New York?
- What do you want?

To the Salvation Army?

This is a big problem,
even for us.

Just being at home,
in this room,

I'm starting to feel that something so
I miss like an electric current

going through my whole body.
Don't you feel it, Max?

Not yet. Maybe after that
I shave my head and cut my throat.

And now, as much as I enjoy
from your company, before my rehearsal,

I would like a few minutes
of concentration.

Serenity, absolute calm,
before going back to my music.

Well, Chester?

They don't even know where it is
nor where to find it.

I was so happy when I had to try
with wild animals and acrobats.

Chester, the flowers, fast.

I will go.

Barini!

I saw him at the station and tried
get your attention,

- but she was so boisterous and ...
- You lie like a scoundrel.

You and the teacher, both of you.

That all my Russian ballet company
catch FMD if I lie.

- Okay, where is she?
- Who? Ah, does Dolly mean?

We were just talking
from her, right?

Max, you're lying to me.

That runs aground on a desert island, with
the whole ship full of opera singers

I lied to him. Dolly Fabian will be
here tomorrow, at the latest.

I'm sorry Max but it's a pity
because you and the teacher

- They won't be here by then.
- Luigi, don't say those things.

If I knew the enthusiasm you have
Victor for this commitment,

the concerts he's planning,
like the one in Salzburg or Edinburgh,

only more commercial.
I give you my word of honor.

This is the best contract
of his entire career.

He is sleeping.

Master, for the love of God ...

Bardini,
I'm glad to see you again.

Victor knows that.

Do you know?

Great! Luigi knows
I like jokes.

An occasion like this
requires a drink.

Bardini, a toast to art,
life and beauty.

Master, at any time you
will present here the new boss

of administrators
of the orchestra.

Well, toast to him.

I won't be worse than the old boss,
the horrible Mr. Wilbur.

- Master, it's Mr. Wilbur Jr.
- Mr. Wilbur Jr. Fine.

Knows,
young people always understand me.

Teacher, Mr. Wilbur Jr.
he may be 66 years old.

It comes here only with one intention:
interview with Mrs. Fabian.

She will be here!

I forgot to go for Jasha Heifetz
and make him wait at the airport

during two hours
if I'm not telling you the truth.

- Dolly will be here.
- When?

She is a lady with all the
charming customs

unpredictable of their sex.
But what does it matter? I am here.

Bardini, I admire like everyone
my wife, maybe more than anyone,

but I am the one who conceives
and conducts these concerts.

I will give it to Mr. Wilbur
When he comes, vigorously.

Master, for the love of God.

Mr. Wilbur is not just the boss
of administration of the orchestra,

have a food company
canned.

He and his mother make it possible for him to
exceed the deficit of each year,

so if you have the fixation of
interview with Mrs. Fabian,

my job is to get it.

If they wanted Madame Curie,
or Moses' grandmother,

or the flute player's mother, she would take it out
of my top hat.

What servility.

This time we are going to stay
jobless before dark.

Now listen to me. I am Victor Fabian,
profession director,

I have studied music since
who was four years old,

until then I only listened,
he played the piano and the organ

and to better understand my work, I have
studied each of the instruments

of my orchestra, even on drums.
Yes, harmony, theory, music theory,

counterpoint, composition,
and orchestration.

All of this is fused within me
becoming the best programming

of concerts that never
you have heard this city.

Let Alonzo Wilbur Jr. participate
in this wonderful explosion,

if he is capable.

Master, what a great suicide pilot
Japanese would have been.

I captain my destiny.

And I'm stowaway
on the deck.

Mr. Wilbur, sir.

Mr. Wilbur, I'm glad to see you.
Pass.

I only have one thing to tell you,
Fargo, North Dakota.

Come in, Dr. Fabian is here.

Mr. Wilbur, I am delighted
to see him.

Bardini,
a chair for Mr. Wilbur.

This is Maxwell Archer, Mr. Wilbur.

And this is Dr. Victor Fabian.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Wilbur.

- I met your father.
- Me too.

Yes, of course. And his dear mother.
Does she remember me?

Yes, my mother is always
talking about you.

He says that you shortened
my father's life

But she gladly wishes
let the past be in the past.

- That's my mother.
- A saint.

My mother said I should know
to Mrs. Fabian.

- I will. It just came out.
- For a gift for his mother.

Splendid, then wait.

Please, Mr. Wilbur, sit down.

This chair was made for
Mar�a Antonieta.

She was sitting here
when the people took the Bastille.

Ah, the unfinished symphony
Schubert's.

- Do you like it?
- Sure.

- They play it in horse racing.
- Aren't you interested in Schubert?

That's it!
Mr. Wilbur is correct.

Who needs a composer
who leaves his symphony unfinished?

Victor, put on the phonograph
some Beethoven.

- Beethoven? No Please.
- Neither Beethoven?

Victor, Bardini, try to find out
what Mr. Wilbur likes.

Not interested in old composers
from past times.

Let me congratulate you, Mr. Wilbur,

Victor and me, like you,
we like current music.

Please, I hate current music.

Well ... between the two of them
Brahms, Schumann ...

Yes, Schumann, a genius!

�It is possible that
don't like any kind of music?

Mr. Wilbur, you are the boss
of the board of directors

of a great symphony orchestra.

He came along with the business
of the preserves.

Oh, the orchestra, my orchestra,
came along with the preserves?

Tell me, in which section of the business
Canned food, Mr. Wilbur?

In the juice one,
artichoke hearts,

or was, perhaps,
in the dog food?

In all the long and wide world
there is no symphony orchestra

make it a section
of a canning factory.

And the rages, my personal rages,
They have given it to me.

Listen, did you hear that? The tapping
from the black wings of bats?

- I hear nothing.
- I will hear it.

And you think it shortened
your father's life?

- Master, wait.
- Is it because of something I said?

A noble heart is cracking.

The rest is silence.
It's okay!

I dive into the night that invades me,
dark as the depth of the abyss.

Forgive me, ma'am.
Dolly!

Honey!

Go, Mr. Wilbur?
Here is Mrs. Fabian.

He said he was out
A while ago.

Well, that's how they are,
and they are so in love ...

Eh, Bardini?

Dolly, look who's here,
Mr. Wilbur.

Mr. Wilbur Jr. is the son
from Mr. Wilbur Senior,

and he is also the head of the board
of the administrators of the orchestra.

Dolly please
Say hello to Mr. Wilbur.

Mrs. Fabian greets you. We should
leave them alone, don't you think, Mr. Wilbur?

Dolly, honey,
Say goodbye to Mr. Wilbur.

Bardini, accompany Mr. Wilbur
to your house.

You have a car, right?
If not, take mine.

A continental Bentley with the license plate
1MA. Goodbye, it was a great honor.

And don't forget to tell your mother that
Mrs. Fabian gives her a hug.

Yes, I will tell my mother that you are
here, Mrs. Fabian. It will please you.

Are you as my mother remembers you,
Mrs. Fabian.

And you too, doctor.

Wait, don't move.

I want to keep you in memory
in this light,

against the flowers and my portrait.

What story is that
about Mr. Wilbur's mother?

Your hair shines like a halo
incandescent.

Why does Mr. Wilbur's mother have
to be glad that I'm here?

It stands to reason that Mr. Wilbur's mother
Be cheerful. Everyone is happy.

And above all, dear Dolly,
me too.

Put me down!

Now clear it up slowly
and without lies.

- Max?
- Well, you see, Dolly,

at first there was some resistance
by the administrators.

So some lunatic gave him
to Mr. Wilbur's mother the news

that you and Victor had returned.

- You understand, don't you, Dolly?
- Of course I do.

- Victor, how could you?
- It was very simple.

Only with a few lies
innocent and everything has come true.

Just like a gypsy fortune teller
predicted.

It would be better if you went back to study
the lees of tea leaves, master.

Your future is cloudy and uncertain
because I have no intention of returning.

Mr. Wilbur, what a pleasant surprise.
Come on.

Look who's here.
Mr. Wilbur.

I've forgotten one thing, doctor,
about your program.

My program?

Yes, my mother loves them
military issues

and especially a piece. All the
Directors have played it for her.

The one with the flag of the bars
and stars in honor

Anglo-American relations.

It's from John Philip Sousa,
"the royal march".

And at that moment you would like that
those who play the flute are standing.

- How nice.
- Congratulate your mother, Mr. Wilbur.

Tell him that he will study your request and
I will reply to you within 5 or 10 years.

Meanwhile, if you want to hear bands
military, you can enlist in the navy.

I also have advice to give to
his mother about those who play the flute.

My God, Mr. Wilbur!
Look what he has done.

Victor, take Dolly upstairs.
Come, Mr. Wilbur, I will accompany you.

I'll take her upstairs and loosen her up
dress.

Sorry, Dr. Fabian, I didn't know anything.
Forgive me.

The hymn to the flag
from John Philip Sousa ...

But he is the head of the board
and her mother covers the deficit.

Those who play the flute standing up.

Why not? This is how Toscanini
He did and you applauded him.

Me, applaud another director?
Are you sure?

- Victor, you are impossible.
- You are right.

You always had it and you always will.
Come on, admit it,

it's part of the charm
that you're back.

- Oh no, Victor.
- Don't worry, lovebird.

`` I am perhaps the type of men who
take advantage of a helpless woman?

Yes.

- Victor, be serious, listen to me.
- Agree. Go on.

I hope you have great success
here. I know you will,

but it will have to be without me.

Sorry.

All right, darling. It has been wonderful
See you again for such a short time.

Maybe my destiny is just that.

I will miss you.

- Would you like to have a drink with me?
- Agree. A little brandy.

I'm shaking. We have 5 minutes
in our house screaming and running.

- And this is some brandy?
- Sorry, it's mine.

- For you, my dear, and may you be happy.
- Thank you. For your concert. Success.

Tell me, how about the teaching?

I like it.

I envy you. Monastic academic life,
the undoubted calm, the deep peace,

- the utmost tranquility.
- It's a school, not a convent.

My love, you couldn't
stay here for a few days?

We will make the Thames
boil with emotion.

- You and me, as it should be.
- It is totally impossible.

Accept it, don't make it harder.

You have changed, Dolly.
You are tough.

- Tell me, has anyone hurt you?
- Victor, don't go around the bush.

You already know the situation we are in.
They want us both together,

you want you to approach it like a
sacrifice for the sake of art and beauty.

I had forgotten how self-centered
and egomaniac could you be.

How do you need a wife during
three weeks you snap your fingers

poor Dolly, you get her out of
freezer and you put it in the living room

to impress
to the administrators of the orchestra.

It's good
and also cheap and manageable.

No, doctor, art and beauty
they will have to do without me.

I told you, I have other plans.
I want the divorce.

Divorce! That's stupid
whim and I do not intend to be forgiving.

It's not a whim, I'm going to get married!

- After the divorce, naturally.
- What, what?

Sorry,

I didn't want to tell you like that, but since
we have started screaming ...

Okay, how are the lovebirds?

I okay but I think his cage
needs cleaning.

Max, phone the lawyers,
she wants a divorce.

Give him everything he asks for, I want to finish
this matter quickly.

- No, Victor, Dolly, please.
- Do what I say.

All right, Dolly, you're free.
Come on run to your lover

- tell him the good news.
- Victor, wait.

- If you leave, we will not sign the contract.
- I'll take it from Fargo, North Dakota.

What is it about you having a lover?
I'm surprised.

Victor, I don't want us to end up like this.

Victor, please.

Please listen to me. With logic,
no melodramas and tangles.

I've been living in a world
different,

it is very natural that I have
developed new interests

and made new friends.
You know what happens.

Yes, I suppose. It's natural,
I turn my back and ...

Do you turn your back? You kicked me
the harp and you disappeared 18 months.

I don't blame you, Dolly.
As Shakespeare says

"Do not judge and you will not be judged."

It's not from Shakespeare,
the Bible says so.

Please don't mess with religion
in this sordid story.

You are a great egoist, and that's the worst
that I've never told anyone.

Sit down. Let's discuss it, as you said, with
calm, impassive, like sensible people.

Not on the bed.

- Who is he?
- He's a scientist.

A distinguished physicist. Richard
Hilliard. Dr. Hilliard, like you.

Like me?
Must be a great guy.

I'm so happy for you, honey.
When is the wedding?

Well ... I was planning to discuss all this
with you.

It is all a detail on your part.
I beg you don't stop counting on me

for whatever. Your happiness
is the most important thing.

Go ahead and make your plans.

- I bless you.
- Me too.

But don't be in a hurry with the wedding,
you don't have a divorce.

Max, I'd like to speak to Victor
alone, if you don't mind.

- Sure.
- Stay here, Max.

A man likes
have your friends close

when you look at your emotional life
shattered. A divorce.

Do you realize that to get
divorce do we have to be married?

And the problem is, I don't think
you can be a good wife.

You have developed your selfish side,
You are neither helpful nor tender nor friendly.

Stop!

Why are you talking about getting married?

- Because we are not.
- No, I do not believe it.

My dear Dolly,
Tell me it is not true.

- It is true.
- Look, I wanted to marry her

despite the social and artistic abyss
that there is between us.

But she wanted to make sure. You had
reason, my dear, it would not have worked.

Max, please try to understand.

At first, when Victor was directing
for the cinema and I was the harpist,

well, I know it wasn't right,
but we didn't notice.

Okay, the director and the harpist.
People accept that.

But after so many years ...

I don't know, Victor started being hired
by symphony orchestras

and surprisingly
appointed music director

- from the London Festival Orchestra.
- The youngest director

- of the largest orchestra in the world.
- Victor, please don't start.

If you listened
his sordid memories.

Okay, he was a great director,

but that did not concern him
24 hours.

You did not find a moment
to get married?

We were afraid,
everyone believed we were married.

- I wish we had been.
- Very well, you are single.

For a formality,
but you are single.

Is that your boyfriend is so puritanical that
You couldn't tell him that you and Victor ...

have you had a flirtation?

It's not what I have to say
to him.

When I go for the wedding license,
What do I tell you?

That I've been single
all these years?

And if I tell you that I was married and
divorced, she will need the papers.

- Hey, you have a serious problem.
- Thank you.

Max, do you understand?
Do you see why I need a divorce?

I understand. And you too,
and probably your boyfriend too.

- But he, what?
- My opinion is well known.

I am an advocate of values
traditional.

I have to tell you one thing, Victor,
failure has not changed you.

- You are despicable.
- And you are a balalaikas artist.

Hey, you guys talk like a real
marriage.

- Are you sure you're not married?
- We are just good friends.

Dolly, you want to get married ...
and you can not.

Because to get married
you need a divorce,

and you can't get a divorce
because you are not married

- Right?
- True.

You're getting married...
discreetly and secretly.

Such things can be arranged.
And then a friendly divorce.

- What do you think?
- Great, that's what I want.

Well, I don't know ... Marriage
it is such an important step.

We shouldn't have a time
to know us better?

- This time I would like to be sure.
- What are you thinking about, master?

In a period of about three weeks?

All right, so we consider it
before deciding.

And what do I say to my boyfriend,
that I come to live here with you?

Don't worry, we will explain it to you.
I am a tremendous liar.

You are a creeper
and cunning blackmailer.

You will never get a husband if you don't
you learn to control that temperament.

My essay! Max, fast,
put my things in order.

- Victor, please don't go.
- Isn't this a great time?

Do you remember the first time
What did you rehearse with this orchestra?

We stayed all night together
studying my sheet music.

I love to wander through the past
with you, but not now.

What do you say about my problem?

But wasn't it fun?
I sure do.

How else if not,
Could you have been that good?

Even today, when it emerged
about the hymn to the flag,

You reacted with your instincts again.
Did you like to guide Mr. Wilbur's eye

Just like you used to do with your father,
and I'm counting on you to give your mother

the same treatment.

We are the same money, Dolly.

Courts may dissolve a
marriage between a man and a woman

but no power on this side
behind the scenes,

can separate a director
from a harpist.

Okay,

enough of distractions.

I have only a few minutes to
prepare for an important rehearsal.

I need absolute concentration.

Max, my music, please.

Dolly, my coat.

On my shoulders, please.

Here is your coat,
companion of misfortunes!

God I almost fell again
in the same trap.

Max, my music, Dolly my coat.
My rehearsal, my orchestra, my concert,

my career ... all for you, master!
Everything is yours. I'm leaving forever!

I'm tired of you, of your trials,
of your orchestras, of your concerts,

of your career and of you!

What a pity
I had almost succeeded.

All right, call that college,
Talk to her boyfriend and you bring him here.

Victor, it's not fair game.

I'm above those
considerations.

- Go ahead, Max.
- Why?

It is a must. He must be here.
Their romance is wrong.

Tell me. From whom?
I don't know any Maxwell Archer.

About Mrs. Fabian?
All right, let me know.

I've got a special license
and a quiet place in the country

for the wedding. But it's a risk!
If the newspapers find out about this ...

No do not worry.
No one will recognize it, I swear it.

That I fell asleep in the first
lohengrin act

and to wake up when the opera
finish if I'm not telling the truth.

I'm going to see Dolly.

Enjoy the rehearsal, dear colleague.
And, if you have a chance,

tell Fabian about the hymn
to the flag.

I mentioned it to him yesterday and he threw me
a trombone to the head.

I don't understand that passion
by military marches.

Since she is so old, she will be crazy.
Arrivederci, Bardini.

My adorable Dolly!
Come on in.

I just got home from rehearsal.
What a great trial.

You should have seen Victor,
sweet and patient.

He is a new man.

You should have so much money
Like me you disinterested in Victor.

Dolly, but it has changed. So much
yesterday, as in today's essay ...

- I'm not going to go back to Fabian again.
- Listens.

Bardini is licensed. Also
has arranged a secret wedding.

You get married,
Victor makes a triumphant return

and, immediately, you go to Acapulco,
where my cousin, D. Felipe Archer,

the best divorce lawyer
south of R�o Grande,

come by plane. Say a word
and this afternoon you will be a wife

- practically divorced.
- That's magnificent, but impossible.

How do I tell my boyfriend I'm coming back
with Victor for three weeks?

Are you sure you will mind?

- Mr. Bardini wishes to see you.
- Max, 10 minutes later

that you left the trial,
Fabian ripped his shirt

- one of the musicians.
- No!

Look, for the ragpickers. This was
of the first violin of the orchestra.

Which is also the representative of the
orchestra on the board of directors

and vice president of the union
of the musicians.

- Yes, Fabian has changed ... for the worse.
- Mrs. Fabian, we need you now.

If I could count on you
to talk to that musician.

- Dolly, yeah ...
- Max, no.

Bardini, go back to the entrance, hold
that violinist away from the union.

- I'll talk to him. What is it called?
- Jascha Gendel.

Gendel! Oh my gosh ...

In our last engagement, Victor
broke the violin in the head

- his brother's.
- I will do what I can, Max,

but you and the teacher should
think about packing.

The return of Victor Fabian, or the
Phantom director strikes again.

I do not give up.

I am not a Hollywood agent
with antique furniture

and exquisite manners.

Dolly,
You must come with me to the auditorium.

Don't say no, think about it.

You also have a problem,
and without Victor you will not solve it.

I have a plan, word of honor.

That I can never tell another lie
in what I have left of life

if I'm not telling you the truth.

What's up?

Mr. Van Triumph calls you from
New York.

Want to know if you
can represent you.

Do not bother me.
Tell him I'm busy. Let's go.

Have you heard the last movement?
Brilliant, right?

Do you know what you have done?

Well I have changed the time
from Allegro ...

Does not recognize her despite
having broken it to the violinist.

Oh, that? Well don't act
as if it were "The Fall of the Gods".

I have mistreated a violinist,
an insignificant violinist.

They are only for that.
What do you think God made them for?

Well, he made that member
of the board of directors.

It was a terrible rehearsal,
almost as bad as yesterday.

Everything was smooth and happy,
they loved their director,

but we were a long way away
of a good performance.

And this guy was smiling! How dare you
to rejoice in my orchestra?

Well, I pulled the smile off everyone
with this shirt.

You heard the end of the essay,
they were tense, scared,

rights to their chairs,
But did you hear what they sounded like?

�Instead of a baton,
direct with a flame launcher!

That way you will get
some music.

How important is it? Dolly is back
and solve any problem ...

Dolly? Oh no, none of that.

Save it, don't you see it's like
a talisman for our wedding?

Something old, something new,
something Borrowed...

I will not go back to that crazy house
with you for three weeks.

I can not,
I have other things to do.

Boys, wait, shut up for a moment.

�And if you stay only
until Victor's first concert?

Three days.
What do you think, Victor?

Whatever, one minute, one hour,
a month, a year ...

Make it a minute.
Max, is that serious?

You will let me go later
from the Saturday night concert?

You stay seated for
all the Parsifal without having eaten anything

if I'm not telling the truth.
Definitely dominate in the morning

you will be at school,
married and divorced.

Three nights. Victor, you know
that this wedding is pure formality?

I have my books,
and my music.

I hope this is not
one of your old tricks.

Don't spoil this moment
with that fear.

Look, I swear to God, men
and my agent ...

Leave that for the wedding.

Victor ... we ...
getting married like normal people.

Come on, Dolly.

Yes, Flat, Dolly.
Hell, you will never learn.

Victor...

- Are you really?
- Itches.

- Is Dr. Fabian here?
- Not yet, sir,

but he has telephoned and he will come
immediately.

- He said to wait for him.
- Good good.

We will wait, just a few minutes.

Is it necessarily necessary?

I've already written a report of everything
this matter for the union

and the board of directors.

But if you are sure they would be
just a few minutes ...

Do you want a drink?

Whiskey, bourbon, liqueur, champagne?
What do you prefer?

Don't you have something warmer?

- Warmer?
- For my hand warmer.

- Oh now I see.
- No Please.

Never mind.

Who is this?

I don't know him.

It is President Eisenhower.

Very handsome.

You know, us, Dr. Fabian and I
we met his brother

- in our last performance.
- Yes, I know.

I saw the x-rays.

Let's get down to business.
Victor, go for a walk.

Dolly and I will negotiate.

It is all yours.
Good luck, rib.

Ah, here is our young man
artist Dolly. Look, Jascha Gendel.

Haunted.

Is Dr. Fabian not here?

I should go home. I was so nervous
all day, which I have not practiced.

And besides, I've written a report
everything for the board and the union.

Well, what are we going to involve
outsiders

by a simple discrepancy
artistic?

Dr. Fabian broke my shirt
despite wearing the jacket.

And two weeks ago I hit
my brother's head with his violin.

An Italian made instrument
by Johan Batista Guadaggini

- in the city of Cremona, in 1731.
- Yes, you are right, dear Gendel.

Max, be careful. Never squeeze the
artist's hand with such force.

You could injure him.

- Thank you, Mrs. Fabian.
- Forgive me. How stupid.

It's marvelous
and so expressive.

- She is very understanding, Madame.
- Chester. Excuse me, please.

I have some telegrams
very important to send.

Stay a moment
with Mrs. Fabian, young man.

It is too late!

Just a moment.
Give your hand a break.

Perhaps you are right.

This second finger worries me.
Don't be alarmed, it's not physical.

It's a healthy finger
in all aspects...

- I'm glad.
- But it's weak.

It lacks energy and drive.

When I touch or practice, the other fingers
they attack the ropes with force,

while this finger
it crumples and shrinks.

- Poor thing, don't be daunted by that.
- He is very kind, Madame.

In the orchestra, the other musicians
they think i worry too much

by my fingers. They make fun of me.

Just like the ignorant
Galileo was ridiculed.

Excuse me, I'm not familiar
with the Italian composers.

A friend of mine, a psychiatrist, says that my
first finger is too dominant.

And my second finger, being together
to him, he has developed

- an inferiority complex.
- That must be the problem.

I had a similar situation
with one of my students,

a talented young harpist.

His thumb developed the syndrome
from Humperdinck,

a psychosomatic rebellion against
the authority of your hand.

Oh, he recovered, and we had in our
hands a powerful sick thumb.

Fascinating!

I didn't know she was a teacher or that
will be interested in these problems.

Did you think it was part of the plot?

No i'm just a teacher
in a small school.

I bet you've been believing
who was here to win him over,

and prevent it from creating problems
with the union or with the board.

- Oh no, not for a moment.
- I want you to present your report.

Victor Fabian must learn to pay
the price of his tyranny.

- I attacked my brother.
- Also?

Of course the way he plays
Grisha is often very irritating.

You know, Victor and I
we had separated.

I came back because ... I expected
that would have changed,

but with his aggression I could see
that he hadn't.

I will have to go again.

- Goodbye, my dear friend.
- Mrs. Fabian ...

Maybe we are being
a little harsh.

Maybe we should give Dr. Fabian
another chance, both you and me.

- Take.
- Your report? Oh no.

I insist. After all,
it was just the second trial.

And I will tell you the truth,
it was an old shirt.

Victor, just in time. This is
our dear colleague Jascha Gendel.

Victor, shake hands with Jascha.

Carefully...

Dr. Fabian, Mrs. Fabian
has clarified some things for me

and I've decided to forget what
It happened this afternoon in rehearsal.

Oh I'm not spiteful
I will also forget it.

Thank you...

Thank you doctor!

Good night.
Thank you.

- Good evening.
- Thank you very much.

He cares for his second finger.
Perhaps in a milder climate ...

A fantastic performance.

- I'm ashamed of myself.
- You, a genius, embarrassing yourself?

If it hadn't been so naive,
sweet and innocent ...

I feel like the seller of
a car used for scrapping.

That's a horrible way
to talk about your husband,

Yes, how are you, Dolly,
word of honor.

From now on, it will be the week
of kindness to violinists.

Max, the first thing to do in the morning
will be buying shirts for Gendel.

Eight or ten dozen of the best,
and not just with his initials,

but with his full name
and direction.

And buy some for you.

A gift for your agent?

Did I have the wrong house?

You've really had a day
exhausting with my problems.

Now go rest.

Good night.
Good night, dear friend.

Do you know one thing?
You should get married every day.

Good evening, Dolly.
Victor, my blessing.

This is being married.

Why is it so popular
between the mass.

It was a lovely ceremony,
Don't you think?

Of course, the organ of that
little church was out of tune,

but I was so happy
I hardly noticed it.

It's only half past nine.

That fresh country air
It has been good for me.

- I have a surprise for you.
- A surprise? I can guess it.

It is bigger than a box
of chocolates?

My wedding gift.

You shouldn't
I already have a harp.

What an illusion to have two harps.

Thanks, it has a sound
wonderful.

- For us.
- For us.

Wherever we are.

Darling, you wouldn't like it
sleep more comfortably?

Yes, in a taxi.

Please try to remember a fact
essential: I am engaged to another.

- But you're married to me.
- A marriage of convenience.

- And living together.
- You live here, I don't.

Well that's an advantage.

Oh, that cold calm
it's not you, not the real one.

It's ridiculous that you treat me
as if he were a stranger.

God I remember the mole you have
in you...

What do you want me to do if I remember?
There you had the most beautiful mole ...

Do not follow. Do not follow,
or I'm leaving right now.

- Besides, I've taken it off.
- Did you take it off?

Our mole?

You won't get anything
trying to intimidate me.

I agreed to stay here
setting certain conditions.

There are two separate bedrooms.
Thus we will avoid night problems.

We will share the same bathroom, and
I hope you behave like a gentleman.

I'll put on a loincloth.

Your promises this afternoon,
they weren't true, right?

Naturally, but I have changed
of opinion. That's it.

I am old enough to
admit that tonight I see them different.

Oh Victor ...

It is dishonest.

Honest, dishonest ... you use those
insignificant words between us.

How dare you, in this room
flooded with thousands of memories?

Do you not understand that I too
I have memories? That's the problem.

Your memories are the concerts
triumphant, parties, flirtations ...

I have a romantic nature,
What do you want me to do?

Yes, I already know that. And that generous
and romantic nature

you spread it excessively.

Do you think that child prodigy or who
Whatever it was meant something to me?

No, I don't think you can think that.
It would be so false and so absurd ...

No, that precipitated things,
but it was not the reason.

What was it?

I loved you, Dolly.

Really? You acknowledge that you only
there is great love in your life,

But it is not me, nor the child prodigy.
It's the orchestra, your orchestra,

and the sound it produces.

Rhythms, glorious and enveloping tones,
The life and love of Victor Fabian!

You only come to me when you have
problems with administrators.

The rest of the time you are
triumphantly on high.

And I respectfully take two steps
back struggling with the heavy luggage.

All this is not true.

But if tonight, he does some
minutes, and just married,

What was I doing? Don't you remember?

Appease a musician
the one you had mistreated.

And tomorrow I will have to convince
Mr. Wilbur and his mother

about the hymn to the flag.

And surely I will
instinctively,

maybe I have developed some
reflections like Pavlov's dogs.

And you still deny being using me.

- Using you?
- Always, selfishly and shamefully.

- But, darling, naturally.
- Do you admit it?

I insist on it. I would use my grandmother
83 years old if that would help me.

Now remember a little, my despotic
Young Harpist, why did I use you?

�To get money
or to promote myself?

It was to build a great orchestra
symphony playing the best music.

That is not easy.

There are no benefits,
they don't sell easily,

it's not like making money for
soap operas or westerns.

So I used you,
And why not?

We create a wonderful orchestra
from an old and asthmatic ruin.

So I'm not a good guy?

So I will not receive this year the
award in the brotherhood week?

I'm a director, in case you didn't know,
pretty short-sighted. My life is music.

So I allow myself to use people
or abuse it. Anything else?

- Including me, I guess.
- Especially, I guess.

Victor, yell.

Come on, yell.

- Give me a minute.
- Take the time you want.

- I don't seem to breathe.
- Fortunately, I'm a doctor.

I knew this would happen
if we got married.

Victor, where are you taking me?

Do you think we should?

We are married does
so little time.

Enough, Dolly, we've been
promised for eight years.

- Promise me you won't think badly.
- I promise.

- Really?
- With all my heart.

Very good.

Sorry but i think
that Dr. Fabian has retired.

If you want to leave a message.

Dr. Fabian, I came right away,
as you suggested.

What happens? Dolly okay?

Yes. Obviously, I was interested
for Dolly's boyfriend,

know what kind of man
she was going to get married,

but just to see him
is sufficient guarantee. Thank you...

Dr. Fabian, I have traveled for
all day to come here.

Someone named Mr. Archer insisted
that I should hurry to come.

- I demand an explanation.
- But there is nothing to explain.

Dolly is fine.
You'll be glad to know you're here.

I will tell you immediately.

Come on, doctor, let me take you
in my car to the hotel.

Dr. Fabian, I'm not satisfied
your explanation.

Something is going on here,
I sense it.

But not entirely. Dolly came out
just a few minutes ago.

It must have come out
from the back.

Fun, right?
One of those coincidences of life.

You entered from the front
as Dolly came out the back.

I'm upset about not having it
found and very concerned about her.

Why don't you phone Dolly
from here?

She must be at the Claridge already.
Come on, use my personal phone.

It's in the upstairs music room.

Ah, it already sounds. Clarkidge?
Could you put me up with Mrs. Fabian?

�Dr. Fabian, this is ridiculous!
It is enough!

Dolly!

Richard, what the hell
are you doing here

He called me and now he says that
You have gone through the service door.

I had to go back because I was
locked, and ...

- I didn't know you came.
- Of course not.

Let's leave this house
and of all this.

Yes, of everything,
including his coat.

- Dolly, give her back her coat.
- Richard ...

Leave it, old friend,
it was a gift.

- No, Richard, you will catch a cold.
- I don't want you to take anything of hers.

Come on, I'll take you home.

Now give him his coat back.
Come on, Dolly ...

- Have you seen what you have achieved?
- Dolly!

I think I'm passing out.

- Doctor, how is Mrs. Fabian?
- All right.

- Okay? Are you sure?
- Very sure.

It has received a strong blow
in the head,

but he can get up
by the end of the afternoon.

So fast?
Oh splendid.

Dolly, my dear, it's me.
It's me.

You could both die.

- Get out, sadist werewolf!
- Please, Dolly, listen to me.

Get out, I said! Remember i played
very good at cricket at school.

Try to understand, I know
what I have done is despicable.

I fully understand it,
Victor, and I despise you.

You are condemning me without making me
Fair trial, Dolly, please.

- Ah, good morning, Dr. Hilliard.
- I can't say the same, Dr. Fabian.

- I'd like to speak to Dolly.
- Sure, come in.

Is waiting for you,
don't bother calling.

Sorry,

I'm really sorry, but it shows you
how I feel about Victor Fabian.

� You mean the jar of fresh cream
what did you throw at me?

Well, I thought you were him.
By the way, who picked it up?

He.

- Do you feel like drinking something?
- No...

- No thanks.
- I don't feel like it either.

But the doctor told me
to force myself.

I ... I understand about last night.
At least I think so.

I trust you, Dolly.

My trust in you is like that
I have my new computer,

or to quantum theory.

What I don't understand is why do you have
than staying here for the weekend.

Because if not, that insane schemer
from there to the side

I will do my best
to block the divorce.

If I stay until the concert
Saturday

will not dare to do any
of his murky traps.

That means spending two more nights
with him under his roof.

- You trust me, don't you?
- Yes, but not on him.

Me neither.

I am very quick to draw,
I learned by watching it on TV.

- Would you be able to shoot?
- Now you trust me?

Clear.

Say?

Victor, tell me,
How has everything gone?

He probably screwed up.

Poor man, what a life
so lonely it bears.

Victor, who is
conducting the orchestra?

Chester.

- What's wrong with you? Are you sick?
- I'm dying.

What is wrong with you?
The day after tomorrow is the concert.

�The most important event
of your entire career

and you're leaving Chester
who runs the essay?

Victor, say something.

- Victor, talk to me.
- It's Dolly.

She thinks I brought her boyfriend here
on purpose to spoil your romance.

We did it.

My God! Did he show up?
Last night?

And you and Dolly were ...?

Were you reconciled?

- My God!
- What bad luck.

My wedding night and who
spoil? My wife's boyfriend.

Dr. Fabian, would you like to relieve me?
We are going to play Romeo and Juliet.

No, boy, Dr. Fabian
not in the mood.

Call me when you go to play
the condemnation of Faust.

Congratulate her!

Hi Max, bring up a stool
and we will play three hands.

What, it's over, right?

A great career, 2 lives and a heart
broken human and thrown to the dogs.

If you mean the human heart
from Victor Fabian,

- there is no danger of being eaten.
- Dolly ...

Where is the human heart
When did you send for Richard?

He sent for him, do you hear him?
Just remembering it makes me drink.

Yes, he did, but he knows that
He made a mistake and he is sorry.

That shows how much
you want.

- He needs you, Dolly.
- Victor needs Victor.

- And it's enough.
- Since he passed, he's upset.

He was born that way.
We made a pact, Max,

and I, at least, am complying.
Now I want you to call your cousin,

- The Mexican lawyer, Pancho Archer.
- Don Felipe.

- Tell him I'm going out tonight.
- Tonight?

- So soon?
- After the concert. Call D. Jos�.

D. Felipe.

- Is there any plane so late?
- At midnight to New York,

change of plane to
Dallas, Texas and I hope one day.

- And from there, direct to Acapulco.
- Texas?

Will you wait a whole day in Texas?

Do you want that divorce so badly?

Good evening, Mrs. Fabian,
how elegant.

Do you like it? It is a model of
great Battery. 8 shillings and 6 pence.

Amortization included
and general expenses.

And wait to receive the invoice!

Oh brandy.
Don't worry about the glass, Chester.

That stupid designer.
I told him I wanted pockets.

Take it, keep it, but try
to be close to me.

- It will be a pleasure, Mrs. Fabian.
- Mrs. Fabian, Mrs. Fabian!

That name!

Chester, I wish you had me
known when he was young.

You would have liked.

And Victor Fabian appeared. Came to tune
my harp and stayed to fix my life.

It is worse than typhus!

Look at that, three complete games
in tuxedo, only for directing

an insignificant concert.

You know why, right?
Sweats

- Would you like a little more brandy?
- No, that's a coward.

By the way,
Where is Count Dracula?

Above, in an interview
for television.

We have a team here,
Do you want to see him?

No thanks i think i'm staying
with the old movies.

Do you like working with the mons ...
with the teacher?

He is very demanding, right?

Not much more than a pilot
air carrier.

- Are you married?
- promised,

with a girl I met the year
spent at the music academy.

- He's studying harp.
- Harp? And you are going to be a director?

Chester, be nice and don't break
his fragile and tender spirit.

When you are a famous director
think about what i tell you.

So, considering me,
smile at him and say something nice,

And don't wait eight years
to marry her!

Don't want to lie down a bit?

To relax,
for a few minutes.

Chester, I will not be one
of your director tricks?

Dolly, here you are. Let's go right now
Fabian is being interviewed.

I hope it is prudent.

Currently on television
they ask some questions ...

I once went to that show, and a
young man said "good night",

and at the moment he wanted to know
if he was faithful to my wife,

and if he had represented any
communist,

or who was dating the first
dancer of my ballet.

I almost told him it was me.

They better not see it
children.

Welcome to the program
star room, folks.

Tonight, under the spotlight,
there's Dr. Fabian,

eminent director, to whom his
untimely musical career

It has made him a legend.

Yes, a legend,
like that of that Hitler.

Dr. Fabian, a musician in his orchestra
has said to play with Dr. Fabian

it's like living at the base
of a volcano.

Do you want to make a comment?

I think it is a bit of an exaggeration.

There are times when any director
you must be firm with your musicians,

as a father educates his children.

However, it is an act of love.

I hope the Gendel brothers
are listening.

From the London Festival Orchestra,
it is often said

which is your creation, Dr. Fabian.
Do you have something to say?

I know.

Yes it is.
And I hope to be worth it.

How modest.

For me it is not only an auditorium.

It's a sanctuary, and on stage
It is not just my music that stands out.

It is like an altar.

When I stand there in front of the
orchestra, I'm not a conductor,

I am just a guide, leading
to the musicians and the audience

on our pilgrimage through the
great and golden world of music.

I was from the same team
to answer that.

In the past, you had some
discrepancies with administrators ...

That part I already know. But you see,
Dolly, how sweet and judicious has he become?

- A saint.
- Mr. Archer?

You have an international call.
We have passed it to your office.

Yes, I'm going right away.
Thank you.

That is my cousin's call,
the one in Acapulco.

- Okay, Dolly?
- Tell him I'm on my way.

Are you sure, Dolly?

Very good.

Don't forget that in Mexico you have to
boil the water you are going to drink.

After tonight's concert,
What are your plans?

Clear.

I leave the field
of the concerts.

Yes, that aspect of my life
it's over.

I intend to create a school
of music and a declamation center

for young people in the Belgian Congo.

Perfect, sorcerer!

In the middle of the jungle dedicating myself
to that service,

I hope to find my salvation
for the mistakes that I have made

with a woman who deserves to be together
to the great heroines of history,

my wife.

Shut up!
Shut up now!

Hello, Dolly.

Have you been watching television?

Yes, Richard,
Do you want to drink something?

No thanks.
Dolly ...

I've been thinking a lot
during these last three days.

- In nuclear physics?
- No...

- Are you in love with Dr. Fabian?
- No, I'm not in love with him.

Victor Fabian is a dangerous
lunatic

and I would not approach him, unless
that was dissected

and hanging on a wall.

Are you sure?

I'm going out to Mexico tonight
to get divorced.

That is what I am sure of.

- I'm staying in Mexico, Richard.
- Fine, I'll meet you.

- No, Richard.
- But if it's great,

at the university of Mexico they want
go talk about caloric atoms.

- No, Richard.
- It doesn't have to be about that.

I will talk about the expansion
of gases.

- I can't marry you.
- But if you divorce him ...

Don't ask me to explain it to you,
I can not. Not now.

I'm going to live alone in a cave
or climb in a tree.

Oh Richard, I've been mean
and unfair to you.

And I am very sorry.

All right, Dolly.

I once studied piano.

Now I'm sorry I didn't practice.

Only three days with the orchestra
and see how it has aged.

Max says you're leaving tonight
to Mexico, why?

�Why are you going to Mexico,
to teach guitar?

Victor, the concert. You are not
dressed, and look at the time.

Dolly, I swear, when Hilliard
appeared the other night I had forgotten ...

If you say another word
about that, I will scream.

I sent for him, I admit it,
and I know it was ...

My God!

Shut up, Dolly,
the firemen will come.

Look Max I'm getting
about to burst.

I promise that if I burst,
This will be a great concert.

Victor, come on, hurry up.

Don't worry about Dolly,
I will entertain her. Hey, Dolly?

Come on, Max, entertain me.

I called my cousin, D. Felipe,
and everything is arranged.

All right, I like hearing that.

But first you must argue with Victor
about properties and pensions.

Pension?
You mean take money from him?

- If not, what are you going to live on?
- I'll go do chores.

- What horror, what ugly knees.
- Horrifying, right?

Max, first thing, remember me on Monday
in the morning I fix it.

Now, Dolly, remember one thing.
I have done what I have done

and what has turned out,
I did it for us.

Offer him something, Max.

- Do you want something?
- Yes, his head on a tray.

What it says is true. When
you told him you wanted a divorce,

he was another man but now
he is suffering a lot.

I guarantee that if he had
some hair on his head

would have turned white
from the commotion.

Dolly please
you know I'm lucky.

Come closer.
Come here.

I would like to tie the knot
to hang yourself.

Don't move the nut so much
from top to bottom.

- I'm trying to tell you that ...
- Shut up.

I want to see your boss.

- There it is.
- Thanks, Dolly.

`` Old Max told you
the good news?

I have agreed to direct later
Beethoven's ninth

with the Acapulco choir and the orchestra
Acapulco, Mexico.

Where you go, there I go,
your people will be my people.

It's a lie that you made up.
There is no Acapulco choir,

- It can't be!
- It can be.

�Mr. Wilbur! Come in, come in.

Good afternoon.
What a beautiful dress.

My mother was very happy
your visit, Mrs. Fabian.

He especially asked me to tell him
how much fun he had.

�You have visited Mrs. Wilbur,
Dolly?

It was catching me on the way.

What is that document, Mr. Wilbur?

Didn't Mrs. Wilbur tell you?

It is a commitment contract
for the next three years.

Mrs. Fabian had
a nice chat with my mother.

Then my mother and I had
a nice chat

and I have called the administrators.

Mr. Wilbur, does your mother know that Mrs.
Fabian leaves for Mexico tonight

to divorce me.
Isn't that right, dear?

So your mother must know

that everything he has achieved by 3
years is my wonderful person.

That is different.

My mother does not like to buy
fakers, I will tell you.

Victor Fabian, you are the man
cheater and creeper you have ever met.

You have always been lying
and leading a double life.

And now you play with my feelings
just to irritate me.

Well, this is not your contract.
It's mine!

I drank you until I decided
divorce me

I have sung your prayers
until polyps came out.

You wouldn't have got it
if it hadn't been for me.

You are going to sign this contract
and you will comply with all its clauses.

Use my pen, Mr. Wilbur.
It is a gift from my grandfather.

The same pen with which I released
to all your slaves.

A pen?

- Mr. Wilbur, what are you whistling for?
- Am I whistling?

The overture of Guillermo Tell.

We already discussed about "The hymn
to the flag ", right, Mr. Wilbur?

Of course.

Mrs. Fabian explained it to my mother,
and she admitted she was wrong.

This is my mother. For this concert,
all his program has been fixed.

What does it mean
"for this concert"?

Because I will give it next week.

Has Mrs. Fabian told you all that?
What a Machiavellian. How dare you?

Sorry i loved you so much
that I had completely forgotten

how absurd and lunatic you are.

Victor, you don't realize
of what it means,

not for Mr. Wilbur,
nor for his mother,

but for me? Take it
as a wedding gift.

- No, Dolly.
- Victor, it's just a march.

You don't need to direct it.
The orchestra knows it by heart.

I would very much like to please
your mother, Mr. Wilbur.

I told him, but my mother believes
in deeds, not in words.

- He has his head on his shoulders.
- I agree. I have seen it.

Her mother will have her hymn
to the flag, Mr. Wilbur.

I'll stand under your window and
sing every night, rain or shine.

Her mother will have what she wants.
The only thing i ask

it's two hours a week from
Saturday night, from 8:30

until 10:30 for my concert.
And if you allow me,

during the rest of the 166 hours
of the week,

will belong to his mother
in body and soul.

Can you tell me what to eat, what to wear,
what to think and who to vote for. Tell him.

And tell him I beg you
with all my heart.

But tell your darling saint
and meaty mother this:

that if you dare stick your finger in
my music, I'll break your teeth!

- Max, is that clear?
- Of course, doctor.

Dolly?

- Yes, Victor.
- Now we understand each other.

- They're waiting for you, Dr. Fabian.
- I go.

Here, sign.
Dolly, my coat.

Yes, doctor.

I hope my mother
the sonotone has been put on.

Look, Mr. Wilbur. Look.