Armin Page #4

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Otherwise it's not logical.

I don't care.

Here?

They could play some music.

What do you need music for?

For the atmosphere.

God, it's like a funeral!

Ask them to play some if you want.

What's the matter?

You like music too!

Armin! - What?

Nothing. Eat before it gets cold.

If you would only listen to

me. Don't look at me that way.

You don't' listen

to a word I say.

Nothing sticks. Look a

little livelier, for f***'s sake!

Yes?

What is it? - Sorry to disturb you.

Can I ask you

something? - Yes?

I didn't tell you that my

son played an accordion.

I'm really glad, but

we don't have much time.

Please, listen

to him for 5 minutes.

He's been playing in school

for 7 years. He's really good.

We are really glad, but...

There!

I heard him say that it's O. K.

I'll be back with Armin!

He's great, you'll see!

I'll be right back!

Sir!

Excuse me!

Armin!

Don't pack! They didn't know

that you play an accordion!

Concentrate! They

are waiting for you!

I'm gonna play now?

- Yes, now! Come!

Leave the jacket! Didn't I tell you

that you'll get your chance?

Who did you talk to?

- They are here. Must be.

What did you tell them?

- She told me to bring you.

The director wants to shoot

immediately. - What did I tell you?

He's ready. That's it?

Let him go there.

- Take your accordion.

Is it there?

- Yes, there.

You can sit here.

Will he be playing

original compositions?

He plays only originals.

Which one?

Give 'em some Halid.

Just a sec.

Go on, don't be shy.

Spring is here in all its gaiety

And I'm gripped by my old anxiety

I skulk around your street at night

In the shadows I hide from light

I see you walking fast

Towards me come at last

Everything is like before

Everything's like it used to

be, only nothing's the same

Autumn in me...

Autumn in me...

Start again.

Excuse me.

Armin.

Armin!

Armin, my son!

People want to hear you!

Don't just stand there! Bring

him some water! Stop shooting!

Drink up your juice.

I don't know what came over him.

I'm not looking for excuses...

Have you been to the doctor?

Let's go to our room.

- Wait 'til I explain.

If you only knew how well

he plays. 15 days ago... - Dad!

Forget about it.

Let's go to our room.

I just wanna say...

- No, you just go ahead.

You can stay one more day. Go

to the museum or the restaurant.

These are his photographs.

Thank you.

I'm going to pay for your room.

Miss.

I just wanna say that

this happens rarely.

He's been playing an accordion for

If you would be so

kind as to listen to him.

We don't need the

director. - It's all right.

Can you listen to him...

Our son is not the only child

auditioning here...

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