Four Minutes

Synopsis: Four seperate pieces dealing with a different level of fantasy.
Genre: Animation, Short
Director(s): Seth Camillo
4 min


I'm really sorry.

-About what?

Them dying.

I'm sorry about how they died.

Quiet down there!

A ten-meter fall would kill

any fish. They were perch.

I know your perch.

The cleaning staffjust

emptied my fish tank out the window.


And the guards?

-Were carrying your piano, Mrs. Krger.

They're not allowed in.

-Mr. Kowalski?


You can't be serious.

-But I am.

We've registered.

-You, Mrs. Krger, but not your escort.

They're not allowed in, really.

These gentlemen are very nice.

These gentlemen are trash.

And we can't let trash in.

Not even nice trash.

-No wonder your wife left you.

What a pain in the neck.

-What do you mean?

Oh, fucking hell...

Where are the movers?

-They're outside.


-Just call me Meyerbeer.

You permitted the delivery,

Mr. Meyerbeer.

No, I didn't permit some ex-cons

to deliver your piano.

You must have known

that they're not allowed in.

It was a matter of money.

Why didn't you tell me, Mrs. Krger?

Money matters can be solved.

My salary was cut three years ago.

I pay the piano tuners

and buy new instruments myself.

The only money matters you've solved

concerned your perch.

Stay objective.

-I just worry about my students.


Excuse me?

-Four. You have four students.

One hanged herself last night,

and the other is Mtze.

Which is nice for him,

but we were hoping...

... he'd act like a prison officer.

Piano, you are pretty free!

So please be still and listen

because Ms. Krger wants to see

you brand-new in the prison.

Thank you, Mr. Mtze.

You're starting to

show your true colors.

Mrs. Krger...

You have every right to insult me.

But keep in mind

that we have 300 prisoners.

You have an office, a piano room,

and only four students...

Some people have asked me to cut

the piano room altogether.

You remind me of someone, warden.


My first warden

also refused to be called warden.

Head of penitentiary?


You've been here for a long time,

Mrs. Krger.

Interested in piano lessons?

Piano lessons?

Take one.

There you go.

I am certain

that neither death nor life,

neither angels nor mighty powers,

neither the present nor the future,

neither higher nor lower goods,

nor another creature

can separate us from the love of God

that resides in our Lord Jesus Christ.


We mourn the deceased.

We will now hear

her favorite sonata.

Mozart's A major.

So you didn't notice anything

last night?

Ayse, she's new.

Stay out of it, Frankie,

This is adults talking.


You didn't notice anything?

-I was sleeping.

You were sleeping?

She was sleeping.

You sure sleep well, huh?

Don't even notice

someone biting the dust next to you.

You know what I think?

You didn't sleep at all.

You let her dangle, didn't you?

You're just the type.

You'd steal the last smoke

from a corpse.

Are you cross-eyed?

You'll get yours, Jenny.

Don't touch me.

I said, don't touch!


The new students are waiting.

The smell of lilac,

so mild, so strong and full...

Hans Sachs in Meistersinger?

-She loved me for the dangers I'd pass'd

and I loved her that she did pity them.

That's Othello.

May you find peace in death...

May you find peace...?

May you find peace...?

That's a tough one.

-Study, Mr. Mtze.

Or you'll never get anywhere.




-Let the ladies enter.

Go on.

Press it?


Your hands are sore.

-A little.

What happened?

-None of your business.

You want to play piano

with those hands?

They're the only hands I've got.

Get her out.

Sure, Mrs. Krger, but...

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Submitted on August 05, 2018


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