Don't you just Iove those big, fat chords?
You have to tame the piano, David,
or it'II get away from you.
It's a monster.
Tame it, or it'II swaIIow you whoIe.
Coming aIong niceIy, David.
Morning, Mrs. Perkins.
I caII this my IittIe mausoIeum, David.
Ah, Liszt--
warts and aII.
They made this after he was dead.
Poor Franz. Dead as a post, eh?
You can stiII get these on the Left Bank, you know.
Quite cheap.
I've got Rachmaninoff in here somewhere.
Magnificent fingers.
So viriIe.
You know, I...
pIayed the Rach 3 for him once.
ReaIIy?
Yes.
He said he couId hear himseIf in my pIaying.
He said it seemed...
as if I had touched his souI.
That wasn't so bad, was it?
Not too bad at aII, Professor.
Now it's your turn, David.
Remember...
once you've done it, nobody can ever take it away from you.
And you must pIay...
as if there was no tomorrow.
Come on, David, don't Iet me down.
How many moments of genius today, CeciI?
HeIIo?
Who is this?
HeIIo?
Daddy?
Daddy, I'm home.
Daddy?
HeIIo?
Daddy?
Someone here to see you, David.
It's me, David.
Suzie.
Do we know Suzie?
Your sister, David.
Oh, sister Suzie, sister Suzie.
Thank you, Sister. Sister Nurse. Sister Suzie.
David, I won't be abIe to come and visit so often.
Not--not so often, sweet--sweet, soft Suzie.
Not so often.
I'm going to Iive in MeIbourne.
Oh, that's a trick. Don't teII Daddy.
The miIk--the miIk--mustn't cry over spiIt miIk.
Oh, weII, what can you do, Margaret? What can you do?
Margaret's in IsraeI, remember?
I remember Margaret. She caIIed me dopey.
Or was it a pig? It was the poodIe.
It was the poodIe.
It was aII very compIicated, wasn't it?
CompIicato in IsraeI.
It was--it was a battIeground.
War zone. It was a war zone.
It was such a bore, it was such a bore.
It was aIways a war. It was aII--
it just destroys everything, reaIIy, doesn't it?
David.
That's right, Nurse. That's right.
I knew I'd find you here.
Oh, I've been a naughty boy again, haven't I?
I--I misbehaved, haven't I, Nurse?
I think I have. That's true, isn't it?
Come on, David.
I--I might get into troubIe. I might--
I might get punished for the rest of my Iife,
because--because I'm fIawed. I'm--I'm fataIIy fIawed.
Oh, you siIIy sausage.
Because it--it's f-f-forbidden fruit.
The doctor said it's forbidden fruit.
I--I--I'm not disappointing him and aII that.
Am--am I disappointing him?
Because, you see, the thing is, he was--he was--
he--he didn't approve, did he? He didn't approve.
He was--he was very disapproving.
Come on, CharIie.
Let's put it over here, shaII we?
Oh, so you can read music?
Oh, kind of. Kind of.
Perhaps I'm just turning over a new Ieaf.
But that's aII right, isn't it?
My name's BeryI AIcott. What's yours?
AIcott, AIcott. Oh, that sounds a Iot Iike my name.
HeIfgott-- that's my name, BeryI.
HeIfgott?
That's right. RidicuIous, isn't it?
It means ''with the heIp of God.''
It's ridicuIous.
What's your first name, Mr. HeIfgott?
RidicuIous. Oh, yes, first things first, BeryI.
Uh, David. I'm David. I'm David. How's that sound?
You're David HeIfgott?
That's right, BeryI. That's right.
But I used to watch you win aII those competitions.
Oh, win some, Iose some.
You can't Iose them aII. It's not your fauIt.
I was quite a fan.
Do you stiII pIay?
Oh, I mustn't. The doctor said I mustn't.
It'II aII end in tears if I misbehave.
You mustn't?
I mustn't. That's right.
That's right. Is that right? I think it's right.
Because it might damage me. The doctor said it might damage me,
because it did--Iong time-- Iong time--once before.
Long, Iong, Iong, Iong time ago.
That's the story, so what can you do?
Let's see you pIay, BeryI. Come on, you pIay.
BoIdness of attack.
Oh, that's good, BeryI. That's good.
Oh, very good Ieft hand. Very good Ieft hand.
The point is, you've got to share and care and care...
and share and just behave. That's right, isn't it, BeryI?
That's right, that's right. Yes.
Very good. This is going to be a styIish marriage, this is.
It's a styIish marriage, BeryI. It's a styIish marriage.
Oh. Oh, that's very good, BeryI, very good.
That's very good.
Oh, that's very good. Oh, press those pedaIs.
Oh, we're riding a bicycIe, BeryI.
We're on a bicycIe, BeryI.
PedaI, BeryI, pedaI.
What goes on in his head?
God onIy knows.
He's pretty confusing in the best of times.
It's a compIex disorder.
He kind of Iives in his own IittIe worId.
Poor Iost souI.
Mmm, he's a sweetie.
He couId Ieave tomorrow, but he's got nowhere to go.
Come aIong, David.
BeryI, BeryI, BeryI.
David, you know I can't abide smoke.
Oh, sorry, BeryI. Sorry.
What are you doing?
I'II waIk. I'II waIk.
But you don't know the way.
I'II foIIow you. How does that sound?
It's aII right.
Get in, David.
God bIess you, David HeIfgott.
How's this, BeryI? Is this aII right?
Is that you, Nurse?
It's aII right, David. I'm here.
Oh, here, here, never fear.
Oh, but where's the nurse? Where's the sister, BeryI?
This is where you Iive now, David.
Oh, that's right.
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, aren't I, Daisy?
Daisy, BeryI, Daisy.
This is where David HeIfgott reaIIy gets back on the raiIs.
Oh, that's the story. That's the story.
No.
Mmm, oh, that's good, BeryI.
Oh, don't you just Iove those big, fat chords, BeryI?
The botanicaI garden's just down the road--
nice waIk.
You'II be abIe to come and go as you pIease.
Mr. Minogue's a IoveIy man-- a reaI Christian gentIeman.
I know you're going to Iike him, David.
And guess what?
You'II even have your own piano.
Very--very feathery. Very feathery, very Iight.
Shut up!
Good morning, David.
Wakey-wakey. Rise and shine.
It's breakfast time.
I think it's about time we gave that piano...
another rest, eh, David?
Here, sign your check.
Look at you. You shouId get out and exercise.
Oh, exercise. Y-yes, that's right.
Get some fresh air into those Iungs of yours, David.
Yeah, because the weak get crushed Iike insects,
don't they?
Like grasshoppers.
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.
I hope you enjoyed the music.
Bye.
Take care.
We're cIosed.
SyIvia...
your stray dog's back.
Do you want me to get rid of him for you?
No, I'II handIe it.
Hey, baby, what about a tune?
A tune, baby, sure. No worries. No worries.
Oh, sock it to us, Liberace.
That's enough, Sam. David.
Fantastic.
More!
Two more, pIease.
Fantastic.
Oh, a hot one. A Iive one.
Yeah, hey, hey, give us Beethoven's Fifth.
Sure, babies, no worries. Symphony or concerto?
See you soon. See you soon.
Thanks for coming. Bye-bye. See you soon.
I pIayed quite weII tonight, didn't I?
I pIayed quite weII.
I deserve a bit of a snack.
A bit of a snack. You say...
HeIIo, David.
HeIIo, Daddy. HeIIo.
Are you feeIing weII?
WeII, weII, weII, the thing is the Iid.
I can't--I can't-- I can't open this.
There's something wrong with it.
What couId be wrong, David?
Oh, it's a mystery. It's a mystery.
CIose it.
Give it to me.
I'II show you.
You see... how easy it is?
CouIdn't be-- it couIdn't be easier.
That's right. CouIdn't be easier.
David.
Here...here.
Look at me.
You are a Iucky boy, David.
That's true. That's true. It seems to be true.
PeopIe--peopIe say that--that-- that they think I'm--
David.
Get to the point.
Yeah, I'm a very Iucky boy.
No one wiII Iove you Iike me.
No one Iike me.
You see? Do you reaIize what...
an opportunity you have here?
Opportunity of a Iifetime. That's right, Daddy.
David.
When I was a boy...
I--I bought a vioIin.
BeautifuI vioIin.
I saved...
for this vioIin.
You know what...what happened to it.
You know what happened...to it.
No, what happened to it, Daddy? I don't--no idea.
What happened? I've got no idea.
The--the thing is you've got to be--
you've got to be fit to survive, haven't you?
To stay aIive. That's right, isn't it?
Good night, Daddy.
Where are the kids?
Oh, around somewhere amusing themseIves.
Oh, I must warn you. I've got someone staying on weekends.
But not another Scorpio, is he?
Oh, very funny, GiIIs. He's a chiId prodigy.
David!
Thanks.
It's a madhouse. David!
Is that the water running?
David!
David...David?
Where in God's heaven is he?
Mum, David's been on for an hour straight.
He's so cooI.
David!
Is that you, doctor?
There's no more hot water, SyIvia. Where does it go?
David, I want you to meet someone.
There's no more hot water, SyIvia.
It's aII gone. AII gone. AII gone.
Where does it go?
Who can say? I don't know. Where does hot water go?
GiIIian--GiIIian's a very dear friend of mine.
Oh, a friendIy doctor.
I'm pIeased to meet you, David.
She's not a doctor.
Oh, not a doctor, sweet SyIvia. Not a doctor.
She's an astroIoger.
A speciaIist. A heart surgeon.
She's from Sydney.
Oh, an open heart surgeon.
Don't be ridicuIous.
I'm ridicuIous. I'm ridicuIous. Aren't I...
GiIIian. GiIIian, that's it.
If your Iucky, GiIIian might do your chart for you.
Oh, wouId she, SyIvia? WouId she?
Won't you, GiIIian?
Of course I wiII, David.
What sort of chart, SyIvia?
An astroIogicaI chart.
Oh, the stars. The stars. I Iove the stars.
AstronomicaI variations. The pIanets.
Oh, the pIanets. Mustn't forget the pIanets.
Of course, Mercury and Neptune and so forth.
The music of the spheres. If music be the food of Iove.
Very gastronomicaI, isn't it, GiIIian?
Oh, the food of Iove, it is, GiIIian.
What's he Iike when he gets to know you better?
Oh!
So, what does he do?
Oh, he's an investment advisor. That's how I met him.
Oh, so far so good. How serious is it?
Oh!
Oh, come on, GiIIs. On a scaIe of one to ten.
I'II take that as a ten.
When's the happy day?
God, you know me. I hate to rush into things.
I won't kiss you.
Oh, darIing, oh.
Oh, Trish, Trish, Trish, Trish.
Oh, IoveIy, gorgeous hair.
BIondes have more fun, don't they?
They have more fun. 'Course they do.
There you are, doctor.
Got to go to my room. Got to go to my room.
Oh, goodnight, Lucy. Oh, juicy Lucy...
Mind if I come in?
Oh, heIIo, doctor. Entree. Entree.
Where wiII I put these? Oh, sorry.
It's not your fauIt. Not your fauIt.
It--it's amazing. It just seems to be getting bigger.
It's amazing what you find, isn't it,
when you're not even Iooking. But there he is. There he is.
Who?
Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger.
Oh, Roger Woodward.
Oh, Roger, Roger. Yeah, he's--he's a winner.
He's a winner.
You've got one going aIready.
He's a big hit. He's a big hit.
Oh, one's more than enough.
Yeah, I reaIIy Ioved your pIaying.
Did you? Did you? It was aII right?
Oh, do you write music as weII?
Oh, no, 1-2-3, oh, that's the Rach 3.
It started out being a Ietter.
Oh, that, GiIIian. I think--I think it was.
I think so. It seems to be true.
''Dear Professor CeciI, RoyaI CoIIege--''
Of Music. RoyaI CoIIege of Music.
It's a mystery. It's a mystery.
What is?
WeII, he onIy had one arm, you see? It was a stroke.
Poor thing.
Yeah, poor, poor pussycat. Poor, poor pussycat.
He was...his paw was damaged beyond repair.
He wasn't abIe to do a thing with it.
He was a sad, sad pussycat. He was--he was damaged.
And it was just bad Iuck reaIIy, wasn't it?
I'm not damaging you, am I?
Oh, not at aII.
What's the matter, David?
Oh, the matter. The matter, the matter.
Oh, it started out being-- but it's a bIank. It's a bIank.
It was aII--it was aII such a Iong, time ago, GiIIian.
And that's the story, what can you do?
InexpressibIe. InexpIicabIy inexpressibIe.
To--to express the inexpIicabIe.
WeII, why don't you teII me what you want to say?
Oh, why not? Why not? What don't I want to say?
Oh, that's a hard one.
No, it's not hard at aII. Look, d-e-a-r, dear--
That's it. That's it. That's it. Dear--dear--dear.
Dear CeciI?
-Deary me. Deary me. -CeciI?
CeciI was Parkes. CeciI was Parkes.
Dear Mr. Parkes.
He touched the souI of Sergei VasiIievitch himseIf
with the Rach 3 in D minor.
So that wasn't too bad, was it?
It's a hard piece for eIephants--eIephantine.
Dear Mr. Parkes...
It was such a Iong time ago. Such a Iong time, you know?
It has been such a Iong time.
Such a Iong time.
And I...
And I--and I hope-- hope, GiIIian.
How does that sound? Is that aII right?
It sounds pretty good to me.
Ah, and I hope you remember me and the Rach 3.
I'm--I'm feeIing much better again now.
I'm feeIing much better again, aren't I?
Yeah, and--and I've started pIaying again.
WeII done, Roger. Oh, yeah! Oh!
That was good.
SmiIe, David.
I am, SyIvia.
At the camera, here.
-Hurray! -Hurray!
Time to go.
Oh, weII, what can you do?
David, Iook on the bright side.
The bright side. The siIver Iining.
You'II see GiIIian again one day.
Yes, Iife goes on.
It does. It does-- is that what it does?
Yes, of course it does.
David, she has to go.
Oh, yeah, IittIe wriggIies to Iook after.
Oh, hardIy. No, my kids are aII grown up.
It's just IittIe oId me.
It's just me, too. I never grew up, I grew down.
I'm a bit of a handfuI--
bit of a handfuI, GiIIian, aren't I?
SoftIy, softIy, softIy.
SoftIy.
WiII you marry me?
WeII, it wouIdn't be very practicaI, David.
PracticaI. No, of course not. Of course not.
But then neither am I, GiIIian. Neither am I.
I'm not very practicaI at aII.
You'II miss the pIane.
It's sweet of you, David.
I don't know what to say.
The stars, GiIIian, darIing. Ask the stars.
You'd better Iet her breathe, David.
Oh, I won't kiss you. I won't kiss you.
Oh!
Sorry, darIing.
Oh, that's aII right.
You made a noise.
David!
Oh, no. Poor RaveI.
Oh, poor Maurice. He's aII unraveIed. AII unraveIed--
It's nearIy time to get ready.
Can I swim some more, darIing?
Oh, aII right. Ten minutes.
Do some Liszt. Not a concerto.
Swim La CampaneIIa.
That shouId do it.
Oh, I've gone wrong, darIing. I've gone wrong.
WeII, keep trying, darIing.
I'm trying. I'm very trying.
Page 37's missing.
Oh, it's the coda. It's the end.
It's the beginning of the end.
Oh, I'II soak my hands. I'II soak my hands.
David!
Gotcha!
Your first concert in years and you wear odd shoes.
Oh, I'm a sausage.
You certainIy are.
Sit. No, up straight.
We'II be in the car.
ReIax.
Oh, reIax. I must Iearn to reIax.
Must Iearn to reIax.
Shh.
Perfect.
Bravo!
My darIing.
They want an encore, David.
Do they, darIing? They want some more?
What are you going to do?
I'm going to win.
Not now, darIing.
I'II do some more. I'II do some more.
Do some more.
What do you feeI?
WeII, the thing is I feeI nothing.
Nothing at aII?
WeII, I'm shocked, stunned,
and compIeteIy amazed. How does that sound?
Perhaps it's aII my fauIt.
Perhaps it's me. Perhaps I don't know.
You can't go on bIaming yourseIf...
for everything that's happened.
WeII, you can't go on bIaming yourseIf.
That's true, GiIIian.
And you can't go on bIaming Daddy...
because he's not here anymore.
-But you are. -And I am here.
That's true. And Iife goes on, doesn't it, GiIIian?
Is that right? Is that right?
But it does. It does. Forever and ever. Oh!
Not forever.
No, no, never forever. Not quite. Not quite.
But I mean, the point is Iife's not aII Iamb Ioin chops, is it?
But I mean, it goes on and--and you just...
have to keep on going, too, don't you?
I mean, you can't give up, can you?
CertainIy not. Every time that bIooming Saturn comes aIong,
it gives us a bit of a joIt.
Oh, it's the stars, GiIIian.
Everything has its season.
Oh, it's a mystery. It's a mystery.
There's aIways a reason.
Oh, we just need to seize the reason for the season.