Antonio Salieri: ①Leave me alone.
Priest: I cannot leave alone a soul in pain.
Salieri: Do you know who I am?
Priest: That makes no difference. All men are equal in God's eyes.
Salieri: Are they?
Priest: Offer me your confession. I can offer you God's forgiveness.
Salieri: How well are you trained in music?
Priest: I know a little. I studied it in my youth.
Priest: Here in Vienna.
Salieri: Ah, then you must know this. (Salieri's playing a song.)
Priest: I can't say that I do. What is it?
Salieri: It was a very popular tune in its day. I wrote it. Here, how about this? (Salieri's playing another song.) ②This one brought down the house when we played it first. Well?
Priest: I regret it is not too familiar.
Salieri: Can you recall no melody of mine? I was the most famous composer in Europe. I wrote 40 operas alone. Here! What about this one? (Salieri's playing another song.)
Priest: (singing with the music) Yes, I know that! Oh, that's charming! I'm sorry, I didn't know you wrote that.
Salieri: I didn't. That was Mozart. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
Priest: The man you accuse yourself of killing.
Salieri: You've heard that?
Priest: Is it true? For God's sake, my son, if you have something to confess, do it now. Give yourself some peace.
(At the end of their conversation)
Salieri: It was 1)incomprehensible! What was God up to? Was it possible I was being tested? Was God expecting me to offer forgiveness in the face of every offense? No matter how painful? It's very possible. But why him? Why choose Mozart to teach me lessons in 2)humility? My heart was filling up with such hatred for that little man. For the first time in my life, I began to know really violent thoughts.
My plan was so simple that it terrified me. First, I must get the death Mass, and then I must achieve his death.
Salieri: His funeral! Imagine it! The 3)cathedral all Vienna sitting there. His coffin, Mozart's little coffin in the middle. And then in that silence…music.
③A 4)divine music bursts out over them all. A great Mass of death. 5)Requiem Mass for Wolfgang Mozart. Composed by his devoted friend, Antonio Salieri. What 6)sublimity! What depth! What passion in the music! Salieri has been touched by God at last and God forced to listen! Powerless to stop it! I, for once, in the end, laughing at him!
The only thing that worried me was the actual killing. How does one do that? How does one kill a man? It's one thing to dream about it. Very different when you...when you have to do it with your own hands.
① Leave me alone. 不要理我。
leave sth./sb. alone: do not pay attention to or bother sth./sb.(不打扰)。例如:
She is busy with the report. We'd better leave her alone.
② This one brought down the house when we played it first. 我们第一次演奏时,这首获得满堂喝彩。
bring down the house: the audience claps, laughs or shouts loudly because the performance is very impressive(博得全场喝彩)。例如:
The 13-year-old girl brought down the house with her dance.
③ A divine music bursts out over them all. 四周突然冒出了天籁般的音乐。
burst out: start making a noise suddenly and loudly(大声喊叫,突然发声)。例如:
A yelling burst out in the back.
over them all: everywhere in all directions(到处都是)。例如:
The feelings of happiness are over them all at the wedding.