Immortal Beloved
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You must be very excited.
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Anton, have you ever heard me play?
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- No, but...
- You have to help me.

:29:10
I'm at the end ot my tether.
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Endless hours at the keyboard.
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For what?
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He cannot hear
my ham-fisted playing.

:29:31
He does no work.
:29:34
All he does is
scribble incomprehensible phrases.

:29:39
Then he bellows this stupid,
childish tune at the top of his lungs.

:29:52
He says this is the motit
of a grand symphony.

:29:57
I think it's ridiculous.
:30:00
- That cannot be.
- But it is.

:30:04
I think he's going mad.
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So...
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I am to abandon my plans, eh?
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I am placing...
:30:20
intolerable pressure...
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on Karl, eh?
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He is a...
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a mediocre talent.
:30:42
There are always these...
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asinine tellows like Schindler...
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with their...
:30:52
commonplace opinions...
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trom their commonplace minds.
:30:58
Schindler is right.

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