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1772. Johann Goethe is 23 and studying law.
He talks a lot and not drinking enough.
And must pass the test for the degree.
I should make the doctor's degree.
Goethe. With "oe".
He knows the exact wording of the Augustan principle?
Obviously.
Yes?
Which is what? So ...
The wording?
The Principle of the General Court
are not only categorically, but also...
Ha ... If not, er, rather, Augustus himself
one... one, one, one, one... Principle for...
me, you, us. Us! A principle for us.
And lacks the assumption that he is more principle
actual existence as its principle,
and not its exact wording of relevance?
In principle?
Gentlemen? Or vice versa? Or both? Or, or, or, or?
The brash young man is mad.
Droll? Not at all.
Droll is a child.
One child kills father and mother
and pleaded extenuating circumstances, because it has now become an orphan.
That's... great ...
brazenly.
By favour.
He would have done better, even open a book.
And a technical book.
Not this stuff by Lessing, Shakespeare
or how these hacks are called.
He and his father greet us.
Oh, our Lord, with Goethe, "oe"!
- Is I'm not cold in the head? - So without doctor's?
Goethe!
Watch yourself!
We should send the old Goethe a few lines. LICK ME
LICK ME!
"Goetz, colon."
Give me ... a drink of water.
Freedom.
The most beautiful shoes in town!
G๏ฟฝtz von Berlichingen.
It is finished.
Up!
Scheissig! Wait, wait!
Wait, wait! Stop!
Mon Dieu!
What's the point? Down here!
Express Mail. This must be tomorrow in Leipzig.
- So, so. - This is the original, no copy.
- I'm depending on you. - Seems to be really important.
Important? It's about my life!
GOETHE!
"The Nymphlein hurries away from
"Into Waldeslust
"The lark rises and whirls
- "The wax ..." -
"... Suggests tel.
"The melting of the green areas
"Dazzling full glory
- "And from that..." - John, you old bastard.
What are you doing here at this worst of all the readings?
- I wanted to ask you too. -Everything but listen -
"The beauty of sweet sorrow..."
- Betting, now what comes with "heart"? Hmm?
"It breaks my golden heart."
Such bombast but it has only rarely been heard.
The trouble is, it is well received.
-Where is the true art? -So, my long ago sent.
-Seriously? - From brain to paper?
No, no. Even in the post! And away from here.
The Goetz von Berlichingen, finished and shipped?
Yes, and I bet I trust, it is laid in record time.
On the true art.
The wildest thoughts!
Herzblutend, abysmal and banned!
- Against the mind. - Against the reason.
- Against the rules. - For the passion.
- On storm ... - And ...
Drink!
TWO WEEKS LATER
Kiddie!
All kids'!
King of Thule!
Erl-King!
How old are you?
Let me be, Father.
I've long you can be too!
"Refilling dear valley with mist still shine
"Finally solve once my soul altogether."
What, pray, is this nonsense?
It is ... to the moon.
To the moon?
Are you a woman or a man?
Just to clarify: I refuse to
this ridiculous scribbling and rhyming continue to finance.
The highest level of reason is...
If I do what he thinks is right.
Exactly!
Exactly.
I have written chamber Meier.
He is now president of the Imperial Supreme Court.
It would take you there as clerk of the rights.
What, in Wetzlar, in this godforsaken backwater?
- Never! - Mr. John?
It was not meant as a question.
Oh, uh, sturgeon I?
This has come straight from Leipzig, Mr. Johann.
Yes, please, Mr. Papa.
From now on, you can set Their payments safely.
From now on I will be my
"ridiculous rhyming and scribbling" excellent feed.
"We are grateful for the friendly submission ...
"Without doubt a great testimony of hard work and effort ...
"Do we have to inform you that we are It's Drama
"Unfortunately for keeping completely talentless devised.
"Unbelievable characters, wretched rhymes
"And yet this criminal incitement to vigilante justice."
For life is also to recognise what can be
and what you just can not.
My son,
you will be determined from another... very excellent lawyer.
WETZLAR
Hey
Why?
Pardon?
Well, why is he here?
Because I want to be taught right.
And beyond the obvious?
The Practical.
-The license to the doctor. -His testimonies
report not just excessive diligence. Declined.
He cut his master's father just like in the face.
Kestner, take the young man to him.
If I understand correctly the old Goethe,
the son of man nonsense in your head.
Poems, etc., etc. That's what we do to banish him.
Just like you, my Lord Chairman.
If you do not even clean up here?
These are all ongoing or not yet processed cases, Mr. Hans.
Anyone who works here is under the clothes and object's proper order.
He takes the.
Ladies visit is of course not allowed.
- He arraigns? - Less.
Board and lodging is provided I'm by the court.
Family disputes from '47 to '51 the vintages.
Categorising and cataloguing
and submit to the judicial process.
Mr. Hans, It's place.
Oh. As is well I'm again dropped slightly.
Wilhelm Jerusalem.
Johann Goethe. I am pleased.
You dance?
Is indeed horrible.
W-Wetzlar is just not Strasbourg.
There's even more at a funeral mood.
Gentlemen?
-Shitty! -Excuse me, my Dear. Oh, God!
-Let be good. -But ... it suits you.
-What? -Red
-A lawyer. -Why?
-Humourless. -Moment. Moment! And you are?
-Tipsy. -And indulgent.
- And ... not interested. -
What luck.
- Do you want to dance? - Mm. Not interested.
Mm. What luck.
What a Beast!
I wish they'd run into me.
Yes, I would now have a clean coat.
-Quiet! -I'm quiet!
-At a nightcap? -But only one.
Good morning, gentlemen.
Tomorrow
The high point records and contracts, have the desired size of the favourable appeal judge Lord.
-Thank you. -The pleasure is entirely unworthy of excellent on our site.
-Full page on our unworthy. -Yes, yes, yes.
-Thank you! -Very happy.
These things will I have worked in the next 48 hours.
Their service is otherwise terminated immediately.
Do you hear the d?
Shitty beautiful.
Little break?
The i-pel your tram.
-Are you coming tomorrow to sample? -I can not.
-I must wash and bake bread. -Can not make your maid?
-The there's not a long time. -What?
The money has not passed.
The ladies?
- Have we met? - From... Dance.
I did not recognise you, so without stain.
I do not, so without tipsy.
Oho! They are, outrageous.
They are self-indulgent and brash and, and, and extremely ...
Yes, that would be the moment to imagine, my dear sir?
I'm John. Johann Goethe.
Allow ...
Break! March! And do it now.
-What's that now? -Unforeseen inconveniences
unfortunately force me to leave.
I am the way, Lotte. Lotte Buff choice from home.
Lottie ...
Surely you remember still to evaluate the Judiciary Mr. Kestner?
-Yep, sure... -I must commend you.
Miss Buff, you have sung really quite excellent.
You look so ... b inspired from.
Must be at church.
Could I perhaps you next Sunday to attend an afternoon tea?
Or a walk? If you ... If I may, of course.
You are welcome, of course, Mr. Kestner.
You seem to like the Judiciary, my child.
You think so?
-The do you like certainly. -Makes a fairly decent impression.
A good fellow. And not without means.
I would not have believed you.
And you certainly do not.
The Court assumes that you have learned Their lesson
and will refrain from future excesses.
The men are for the rest of the day free.
-We should ride. -Later.
-Now. -Is that necessary?
Yes, it should be.
Well, come on!
But as you can not go.
-I only have one. -I can help you out.
-Gentlemen. -A rather daring outfit.
-Complementary colours. -And green-red, pink ocher?
Orange or purple?
Come on, come on, you scoundrel!
Come on, faster!
You scoundrel!
"In a quiet siesta
"Is there mother earth
"The Sun God
"banished
"the sorrow
"With his golden hair."
By whom is it?
By no one. Is just me...
Just came to mind.
-A poet? -That's what I thought again.
"But..."
No one else.
And certainly not my papa.
-We could make a detour. -In the village there?
Yes. After selecting home.
Wait!
How do I look?
Irresistible.
What do you want here?
-There is the home of the Buffs? -Maybe. But we do nothing.
Anna out there are two beggars.
We ... We ... We ... we are looking for the girl,
the last Sunday has sung so beautifully.
In the church.
Lotte Popotte, visit.
-For me? -Yeah.
Dear Mr. Goethe! And Mr. ...
Wilhelm Jerusalem.
They look very ...
blue from yellow, Herr Goethe.
It carries the so-now in. ..in... But...
In Paris.
So they...?
-What are they now I'rigen? -All.
Yes, all my siblings.
Obviously.
We are just really, in the middle of the bread baking.
He happens to be a very talented fantastic bread baking assistant.
Hot or Not! Hot or Not!
-Wait a minute, wait a minute! -I never get first!
-Snapped up! -I want the greatest piece!
Who was the first in the garden!
Fast!
-Mr. Goethe wish you a piece? -Yes, please.
Thanks.
Well, fine! Thyme!
Hm! They have an excellent tongue.
Our late wife's mom has baked forever.
I'll try to get as well. For the little ones.
How long has she been ...
Almost a year.
God!
-Another lost. -Is probably what you losing.
I begin.
I'll start again.
-What... -That was mean!
Miss Buff, with this voice you should actually stand on a stage.
That's probably true.
father would never allow.
- It's like John. - Why?
He would like to become a poet.
And his father has forbidden him?
Yes, and rightly so.
What have you composed?
Poems... I've sealed, no one wanted to read.
And a drama that no one wanted to print.
I love dramas.
Emilia Galotti, I've already read three times.
And cried each time.
What would I give this show once seen on a stage.
At least once.
Now keep quiet.
Would you perhaps a little present from you?
I also would like to hear g-.
Another time perhaps.
-By all means. -Well, come on.
It is also late.
Mr. Jerusalem.
Dear Mr. Goethe.
Your visit was very pleasant.
Have a rest well.
How could he just
carried to such a type of misconduct?
Already the demand is illegal.
Not the death of the counterparty is here to negotiate,
His seduction but desselbigen to the anti-dueling laws!
Thanks.
I challenge two years imprisonment.
Where instead.
The sentence is immediately enforceable.
Please order the preparation of the next case.
Casus Margaret Schwerdtlein.
Do you have the papers to the casus Schwerdtlein already done, Goethe?
Yes, yes, yes, of course.
When, please, he has compiled this list?
Uh, just before the hearing.
Very ... afloat
Mr. Hans, very fast.
Apparently quite inspired today.
Only lts appearance leaves a little to be desired.
Please, Mr. Judiciary.
Sun ..
Why do not you write d you first?
When I first write it,
I take it even possible to write to me first.
But if Miss Buff thinks the way you
and why do not you write first, to in turn give you the opportunity
to write her first?
- Then... -It's... was with love.
Miss Buff! Wait, wait! Miss Buff!
Miss Buff!
My Lord?
Since I've confused you. The ... I apologize.
Uh, yeah, have a nice day, gentlemen.
Beautiful young lady?
He must dare to arm and escort you to wear?
I'm not a girl.
-But beautiful. -Yes.
Or just go without his company?
God! Sorry.
No!
If you keep this up, we can soon eat off the floor.
Yeah, that's true.
Quite charming, this Mr. Goethe, right?
Plays the piano very well, bake bread like ...
Quite entertaining for a court.
I'm expecting an important letter.
- The name would be helpful. - Goethe "oe".
Goethe ...
No, I'm sorry.
Safe?
Most definitely.
Is a letter come for me?
No. For the 3rd Times "no."
- Surely not? - Certainly not.
No.
- I just wanted to if ... No!
No, no, no.
There was only you and me.
You should have seen her as she smiled at me.
All the time.
And then they had to unfortunately go p-suddenly.
Hm, why?
Th-that she did not say.
Mr. Goethe!
This is still something has arrived for you.
Did not I say?
-Thanks. Thank you. -Much obliged.
Of Mr. Papa.
-Do you know what I think? -No!
Fine!
Run faster!
-I must be in the city. -What?
-We have too little sugar. -There are at least 30 as Lot!
It's never enough, never!
Oh
Present is your sister?
Which ones?
Mr. Goethe?
She has gone to Wetzlar.
What a surprise! What are you doing here?
I really wanted to...
to Mr. Franklin.
But that is still with you.
Mr. Goethe!
What a coincidence!
-Crazy! -Where are you going?
I, uh, I was on the market.
And you, my Dear?
Your dear Werther riding around
and looking at the area
And rides around.
And?
What?
Well, you wear me something today?
Maybe some other time, yes?
-You will not escape. -It's all very...
kids' stuff.
-I beg you. -This is ridiculous scribbling
and rhyming.
They're just cowards.
Reticent.
Prudent.
Modestly.
Okay.
I do not breath again until you have something presented to me.
That's great brazen.
And on top of that silly, Miss Buff.
I'm impressed, and immediately give up. I know it.
Yes...
Yes.
Miss Buff!
And?
Yes, so what are you doing?
Well, then...
No, please, please. Syop! Stop!
You have won.
"It's...
"my heart beat
Swiftly to horse
"And away wildly like a hero to battle
"The evening
"already rocked the world...
And in the mountains hung the night
"I saw you,
"and enjoy the mild
"Raft of the sweet look on me
"All my heart was at your side
"And every breath is
"for you."
It's ridiculous.
This is truly ridiculous
that you do not believe in yourself.
You say ...
Would not the moment?
What now?
The one where you kiss me.
- Dad's like so far. - I would now like to eat!
-I do not want soup. -There is soup!
Anna, why is the table is not covered?
Where do you come from?
I was walking.
I think buy sugar?
Also.
The need to be wrapped.
-Your dress is ruined anyway. -I'll hang on the oven.
- Were you ever in love? -Yes.
Shitty.
So silly! You're usually so reasonable!
And all this just now.
Go walking in the rain!
Obviously confused this reading your mind.
He's here!
Wake your sister up! It will attract a fine thing!
- And help her with the hair!
Magnificent lily, is not it, Charlotte?
Yes, Father.
Lotte's favorite flowers are lilies.
I made a good choice then.
On a walk so I can now
well hope not, Miss Buff.
-I am heartbroken, Mr. Judiciary. -I'm sure it will catch up to leave.
Certainly. Certainly.
I think...
-the flowers need water. -Yes.
A vase of water.
- Of course. - In the kitchen.
Come. Come on.
Well, because... we sit now and I have no words.
Do you know the Galotti?
Not personally.
The... is a drama.
By Lessing.
I, uh, have heard of it.
-I am very pleased... -Thank you very much!
Mr. Kestner.
-See you soon. -See you soon.
-Father says... -I know what Father says.
He says when he takes thee to wife,
we do not lose the house.
And the boys can go to school.
Nice.
What is given in G, then?
Well, of course, her favorite piece.
The Galotti? Since it is faint.
-With joy. -Yes, if they can not go to the theater,
please take time, the theater
then comes with her.
And you play the Galotti?
I have to cancel their show you, Mr. theater director.
I am already busy in my own drama.
With a good end, I hope.
Yes.
Imagine if she wants to leave her husband for me.
Her husband?
Yes.
We will flee, John, and live in happiness.
I know it.
-Goethe! Healthy again? -Yeah, faster
-than expected. -Well, wonderful.
I no longer even knew what should I do without my best man
The Casii Ravensburg come later from the archive
you can then immediately be addressed.
Goethe...
Hunt?
-I'm not a big expert. -We are going to change.
-Met? -Almost.
You should not wait too long.
That is most important when hunting.
Once you see the target,
prepare the gun,
aim, shoot, ready. Certain death.
You must to be impartial, in cold blood.
That's enough.
Yes, I'll try it next time.
You are far too sensitive.
Shoulder shot!
-Not bad. -I was here in Silesia. '61.
As you learn to shoot.
- They give a good stew. - Do you cook?
No. That I prefer to leave my future husband.
You are engaged?
Is already discussed everything with her father.
The only application I have to...
I need to bring more behind me.
-And what you feel then?
I fear I lack the right words.
Unfortunately the young lady is interested in literature.
Yes, yes, then, then, then...
You must conquer the girl with style.
-And passion! - Easy to say.
Well, maybe ...
They come into her room
and ask them to close their eyes.
-And then? -She strips her the ring on her finger.
She opens her eyes, sees the ring,
and then...
They say something along the lines of, by...
"It is the love...
"that unites the world by essence."
That's good.
-This is very good. -But passionate.
- I present you should send.
Be brave!
Visit!
The appeal judge Lord! This is a surprise.
But they see a lot better, Miss Buff.
Yes, the doctor that you have kindly sent I was perfectly able to cure.
Yes, he's a nice guy. We know even from the military.
If you would only ask him sincerely,
to factor their expenses
until next month.
I beg you, my dear Mr. Buff, which of course I'll take over.
I do not know how to thank you, Mr. Judiciary.
Their actions are of such generosity and F๏ฟฝrnehmheit for us.
- Yes, I'll make us some tea. - Wait!
Lord of the Judiciary would like to say something.
Sit down, Lotte.
Close your eyes.
You can open your eyes again.
Miss Buff ...
I just don't know what to say.
Yes! I'm also very pleased!
Children! Come on in! There are
There is big news.
Coming!
Miss Buff...
-Quiet now. Be very quiet. - Charlotte.
"It is love
"that unites
"the world
"by essence."
That's what you said beautiful.
So hope I may ask?
Yes, Mr. Kestner,
you may.
Thanks.
My Dear.
The circumstances were,
I've now engaged.
I ask you kindly
to refrain from further visits
'My heart is so heavy.'
Mr. Goethe, please come to my office immediately.
'Their Charlotte Buff.'
Goethe?
Thank you. Thank you!
-Did she accept? -And she was so happy!
For me, and I think I can speak for them, It was probably the...
-the happiest moment in life. -I am glad you sincerely, Mr. Kestner.
Albert.
- No later than now. - Johann.
we give a little party tonight to celebrate the happy circumstances,
- And I would be delighted ... - With pleasure, Albert, but ...
-But you know they have it! Johann! -Another time.
Today own romantic commitments are waiting for me.
-No! -Yes.
And ... are you still besieging the fortress
or is already taken?
The walls have fallen.
Damn it!
Well, then... You're excused, of course.
- Mr. Judiciary. - Goethe.
"Uh, yes.
Mr. Goethe!
And then when I again saw Charlotte,
was from the little girl from back then
a graceful and decent young lady has become.
The more I am pleased today Lotte's family
and of course my colleagues evaluate
my successful... our...
our successful engagements to announce.
Yes, I ... Thank you.
-My son! -Yes.
-Miss Buff. -Mr. Goethe.
I hope I'm not inconvenient.
I have ... a surprise for you.
-Did not you get my letter? -What letter?
Lotte?
Child, there you are.
-Yes, I'm coming. -Who's there?
Father, this is...
Johann Goethe.
From the court.
A later guest. Which are my favorites.
Charlotte, but give Mr. Goethe a glass of port wine.
But they drink port?
Yes, yes, of course.
Johann?
Johann!
How nice that you came.
The surprise is you truly successful.
I'm waiting for tonight's own romantic commitments to you?
Charlotte!
Let me introduce you my charming bride? Charlotte Buff,
Johann Goethe, my best man at court,
and friend.
Well... It's my pleasure.
Yes, very pleasant.
Congratulation.
Thanks.
So let us drink
to the engagement of Charlotte and Albert.
Is that...
a gift, Johann?
Yes.
A one-paper theater.
"Emilia Galotti".
Did you hear Lotte?
It's this piece,
what do you like it that way.
Mr. Goethe, Mr. Goethe!
Can you give us back something funny play on the clavichord?
-Please! -Another time, yes?
Lotte?
I do not think that Mr. Goethe
is here even more often as a guest.
Did you just not recommended?
Yes, yes. I probably should.
Miss Buff.
Mr. Buff.
Mr. Judiciary.
Charlotte.
Did you say to the Lord Judiciary nothing?
That...
That was before our engagement.
You will not see again Mr. Goethe.
Of course not.
Then...
I must take my leave now.
Mr. Goethe!
You have already received a letter.
Yes.
I know.
Child?
What's it about anyway?
Emilia is kidnapped by a wealthy nobleman,
even though she loves another.
And in their desperation
asks her father to take her life.
That's terrible.
Yes.
An utterly ruined life.
Albert is a great happiness for you.
And for our entire family.
God alone knows how long I can still work, Lotte.
I just want you all like to see provided.
But my heart is not there.
You'll get over with time.
Believe me.
It's over.
She has given him the country pass.
Kinder surprise!
Has decided for her own husband.
She did not flee with him and live in happiness.
Should ... . occur
Other daughters have beautiful mothers.
Tonight... We go to the fair.
And then we drink us your grief from our glass.
Want one?
Z-magic bullet!
Johann!
-Jerusalem, what was that? -What was that?
-Belladonna! -Belladonna!
Never put something better!
Have you ever seen so many beautiful women in a heap?
Never.
Spit three times on the love!
How boring is your only virtue.
Strike one, I'll give you eternal youth.
Get thee henceforth, you are worse nightmare!"
I myself am hell enough."
- Bravo! -
Johann! How do you find them?
-I think it's serious. -Serious?
Do you know w-what?
I love you.
Johann!
This Goethe...
the child no longer goes out of his head.
He makes a mockery of me.
What are you doing here?
I'm checking out.
Will you accompany me-b?
Leave?
Around the time?
Come with me.
Where are you anyway?
Get away from here.
We go into the other world,
where we no longer trouble-plagued p.
What's that? What is this supposed to be here?
- I can not live without them. What?
See you soon, my friend.
No, wait!
Bullet in his right eye,
right rear exit.
Remained conscious,
3-hour agony
then, Patches required. Time of the crime?
- The time of the crime?
In the early morning
It was already light
8:00 clock.
Diagnosis:
Crohn melancholicae
led to kill himself.
Suicide.
Write "suicide".
He knows not how late it is?
Do you not know what happened?
Obviously.
Also, this event has cost me great effort.
Am I allowed him his new colleagues think?
The assessor is excellent from then jump into the gap,
to the fine gentleman torn Jerusalem in our series has ...
by his touching love-death.
One does not talk bad about the dead.
Who carries out such a wicked deed,
must expect the foul obituary. He thinks not?
Godless is only ... your talk.
He makes a fool of himself with his effeminate grief.
Does anyone have a pitcher for the tears
-of the young gentleman? -Shut up, Beac...
-Scoundrel! -Please, please!
Such a crude vocabulary
from such a misunderstood poet throat.
While my bride was so impressed by his sweet words.
"It is love that holds the world together in its interior."
Is not that beautiful?
I demand satisfaction.
10 paces, gentlemen, then you turn around.
Three runs. The shots are given in succession.
Mr. Goethe, you deserve the right of the first shot.
You are arrested for illegal dueling.
Such misconduct.
You're lucky,
Kestner that was so carefully, not to go into the duel.
We will try his trial as soon as possible to be set.
Until then,
you are here kept in detention in court.
To celebrate I thought in game.
This maybe a good Reds.
Goethe can greet you by the way.
What?
before his departure that he could not say goodbye to you.
He's gone?
It came as a surprise for me.
Thank you, my heart.
-Meal! -I am coming.
Here, what to eat.
Women to grow.
I had a... I have a favor to ask.
-What? -I would like paper.
And ink.
And so was Johann...
the lovely...
And so Werther fell the most charming spectacle in the eyes,
He had ever seen.
He stood there in his blue and yellow robe,
In the kitchen swarmed loud children.
She held a black bread and cut her...
... of beautiful form... ... Piece proportional to their age and appetite...
... little hands stretched long into the air such kindness...
Each be called genuine "thank you".
Whether this presumption is true or sense of proportion?
I do not know the people,
Of which I was afraid something in Charlotte's heart.
... simple white dress... I have felt the heart, the great soul.
-It looks good on you. -What?
Red.
-Do you want to dance? -Not interested.
What luck.
I could not develop before her
all the wonderful feeling
Includes' with my heart of nature? So much goodness with so much strength...
... and the peace of the soul in the true life and activity.
Fine. With thyme.
They have an excellent tongue.
It is like the distance to the future.
All my heart was at your side.
And every breath for you ...
To give our entire being...
-What now? -The one where you kiss me.
My whole heart was full at this moment.
And so many past pushed his way into my soul
And the tears came into my eyes.
Open and shut.
And here, the hands are small, the hours and the great are the minutes.
I would also like a clock when I grow up.
If you continue to diligently go to school, then maybe I'll give you one.
Neck... 13th
This is perfect! This is a ... 36th
-What a beautiful shawl. -The finest cambric.
From Veneto.
Albert wants to make you really happy.
THE SORROWS OF YOUBG WERTHER
I'll get it.
- When we have an arm length ... 70th - You'll look like a princess.
This is by the court.
-Lotte, the tailor waiting. -Not now.
So are they all desires, all hopes fulfilled now.
That he had such good fortune may be partakers to die for them.
You...
you lied to me.
It was the best.
For us.
I need him.
Certainly.
Finally...
Why are you doing this to me?
What?
Do you seriously believe I could ever be happy again if you do something?
But without you ... Werther can not live.
Werther will remain in the province and...
his doctor do?
And... Lotte's family to feed?
And it extremely hard work by Chief Justice?
Will he?
It's not worth living.
This is Albert's.
And Lotte.
She loves Albert ... really?
Yes.
I love him.
And Werther?
Want to make something of his talent and...
and not kill themselves.
Please go.
Nevertheless, the two will stay together forever.
Not in the truth,
but in poetry.
Burn it.
Very well.
You can take me back now.
I have returned.
SIX MONTHS LATER
That he would do something like that, I would not have thought possible.
The thing is cringe-inducing to me.
The tendency to feel is a virus,
of the youth currently infected in all lands.
The mind is in retreat,
the old virtues fade, Caspar.
Here he is held.
Johann.
It was my fault. I overestimated you.
I have treated you as a young man, while you are a child.
Until you are sensible, stay now only once in Frankfurt
and will work under supervision in my office.
Who told you just shat in the brain?
A useless life is an early death.
Be still, Father.
Hell, I'm self-sufficient.
FRANKFURT
-Where are we? -At home.
But a riot clogged the lane.
Goes away once!
Excuse me, my good man What's going on here?
- Have you heard anything yet? - Do you live under a rock?
Which is probably not from here.
-They had assured me. -I have ... 3 days ago
Calm down, please. Ladies and gentlemen, I beg you!
Calm down!
Over tomorrow!
New copies come over tomorrow!
The printer has promised me!
What should I do?
I can not print them yourself.
People seems to like your scribblings.
What? My, my ...
This is not even rhyme.
THE SORROWS OF YOUNG WERTHER
Lotte.
Shitty.
For you anyway would have been a lousy lawyer.
That's him! This is Johann Goethe!
I know him! From the university! Goethe with "oe".
I thank you, thank you. Head out!
Our Goethe!
He simply writes the most banal story of the world.
- Boy loves girl ... - Girl marries another ...
Boy shoots himself off the bulb.
Johann, Johann, Johann!
The passion!
- On storm ... ... And drink!
Oh, oh! I think he expected.
Well, now, go on! Get out!
This is my son!
My son!
Johann Goethe.
This is our story.
It is an honor for me to publish this manuscript.
I would have one question.
Has it's actually happened?
Is all this the truth?
This is more than the truth.
It's poetry.
"The Sorrows of Young Werther"
maker Johann Goethe overnight famous throughout Europe.
The novel sparked a romantic youth movement
and wave of suicide.
Lotte Kestner had many with children. and saw Johann just one more time.
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