The Piano Teacher Page #3

"What will I do

amongst the sleepers?"

Sorry to disturb you.

What is it?

Professor Kohut?

What do you want?

At the Conservatory,

no one interrupts lessons.

I apologise. I am very sorry

but I wanted to come to you

rather than ask just anybody.

About what?

The entrance exam.

I want to join your master class.

That's very flattering, young man.

I hope your interruption

is not to arouse interest

your talents don't merit.

Application forms are available

in the secretary's office.

First floor, door 11.

Please excuse us,

we have work to do.

Continue.

Go on.

"How hath the tempest riven

"the grey robe of the sky!

"the clouds embattled fly

"In wild disorder driven."

- Mr. Walter Klemmer?

- That's correct.

Please...

Your programme

is particularly difficult.

Where do you wish to begin?

Wherever you prefer.

Professor, it's your class

that Mr. Klemmer wishes to join:

which piece

would you like to hear first?

I don't mind.

The first on the list.

Go ahead.

Well?

Stunningly brilliant.

No, seriously,

I think it wasn't too bad.

He just put "private lessons".

That's even more remarkable.

I don't know how seriously

he takes his engineering

but for someone whose priority

is not the piano, bravo.

It's amazing.

I quite agree.

He truly is very talented.

Ladies? Gentlemen?

- I vote for.

- Yes, me too.

No doubt about it.

What do you say?

Your opinion counts most.

He's applying to join your class.

After such euphoria,

it's hard to voice reservations.

I can't say

I totally share your enthusiasm.

Clearly he doesn't lack talent

but I wonder,

and I ask you,

what does he expect from us?

For a professional career,

he's too old.

By accepting him, we'll reject

a more motivated student.

And, frankly, I find his histrionics

suspicious or even unpleasant.

I don't see what you mean.

In the Andantino, there were

no histrionics, as you put it.

Everyone knows

our views on Schubert diverge.

Please, let's not waste time.

I feel unable

to nurture the artistic temperament

or virtuosity of Mr. Klemmer.

Dinner's ready!

Coming, Mama!

Sit down, I'll bring the sauce.

Can I switch off the TV?

If it bothers you.

Don't you like that?

I'm tired.

You look it.

Are the auditions so exhausting?

Boring, rather.

That's tiring, too.

What's wrong with you?

- What do you mean?

- Look.

Is that why you're in a bad mood?

You might be more careful.

It's not very appetising.

"Mare on heat seeks ardent,

successful stallion,

"for jumping and dressage.

"Must be 8 inches."

Hello, Mr. Naprawnik.

Who's she?

My piano teacher.

Don't pick out

the inner voices so much.

Do you know where the melody is?

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