:10:00
Even the pope in Rome.
:10:06
I admit, I was jealous...
:10:09
... when I heard the tales
they told about him.
:10:12
Not of the brilliant little prodigy...
:10:15
... but of his father,
who had taught him everything.
:10:20
My father, he did not care for music.
:10:23
When I told him...
:10:25
...how I wished I could be
like Mozart...
:10:29
... he would say, "Why? Do you want
to be a trained monkey?
:10:33
You'd like me to drag you around,
doing tricks like a circus freak?"
:10:41
How could I tell him...
:10:44
...what music meant to me?
:11:01
While my father
prayed earnestly to God...
:11:04
... to protect commerce...
:11:07
... I would offer up...
:11:09
... secretly...
:11:12
... the proudest prayer
a boy could think of.
:11:15
"Lord, make me a great composer."
:11:19
"Let me celebrate your glory
through music...
:11:23
... and be celebrated myself."
:11:28
"Make me famous through the world."
:11:30
"Make me immortal."
:11:34
"After I die...
:11:36
...let people speak my name
with love for what I wrote."
:11:42
"In return...
:11:44
...I will give you my chastity...
:11:48
...my industry...
:11:52
...my deepest humility,
every hour of my life."
:11:57
"Amen."