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Amadeus1 INT. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE OLD SALIERIS SALON - NIGHT - 1823 1Total darkness. We hear an old mans voice, distinct and in distress. It is OLDSALIERI. He uses a mixture of English and occasionally Italian.OLD SALIERIMozart! Mozart! Mozart. Forgive me! Forgive your assassin!Mozart!A faint
Shocked, she strikes at him. At the same moment the music starts in the salon
next door. We hear the opening of the Serenade for Thirteen Wind Instruments, K.
361.
MOZART
My music! They've started! They've started without me!
He leaps up, disheveled and rumpled and runs out of the room. Salieri watches in
amazement and disgust.
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30 INT. PALACE CORRIDOR - DAY - 1780's 30
The music is louder. Mozart hastens towards the Grand Salon away from the buf-
fet room, adjusting his dress as he goes.
31 INT. GRAND SALON - DAY - 1780's 31
The opening of the Serenade is being tentatively conducted by the leader of the
wind-musicians. Guests turn around as Mozart appears - bowing to the
Archbishop - and walks with an attempt at dignity to the dais where the wind
band is playing. The leader yields his place to the composer and Mozart smoothly
takes over conducting.
Constanze, deeply embarrassed, sneaks into the room and seats herself at the back.
32 INT. PALACE BUFFET ROOM - DAY - 1780's 32
The music fades down. Salieri stands shocked from his inadvertent eavesdropping.
After a second he moves almost in a trance toward the door; the music dissolves.
33 INT. GRAND SALON - DAY - 1780's 33
Mozart is conducting the Adagio from his Serenade (K. 361), guiding the thirteen
wind instrumentalists. The 襰queezebox opening of the movement begins.
Salieri appears at the door at the back of the salon. He stares in disbelief at
Mozart.
OLD SALIERI
(V.O.)
So that was he! That giggling, dirty-minded creature I'd just seen
crawling on the floor. Mozart. The phenomenon whose legend
had haunted my youth. Impossible.
The music swells up and Salieri listens to it with eyes closed - amazed, trans-
ported - suddenly engulfed by the sound. Finally it fades down and away and
changes into applause. Salieri opens his eyes.
The audience is clearly delighted. Mozart bows to them, also delighted.
Colloredo rises abruptly, and without looking at Mozart or applauding and leaves
the Salon. Count Arco approaches the composer. Mozart turns to him, radiant.
ARCO
Follow me, please. The Archbishop would like a word.
MOZART
Certainly!
He follows Arco out of the room, through a throng of admirers.
34 INT. ANOTHER PALACE CORRIDOR - DAY - 1780's 34
Mozart and Arco walk side by side. They pass Salieri who is staring at Mozart in
fascination. As they disappear, he steals toward the music stands, unable to help
himself.
MOZART
Well, I think that went off remarkably well, don't you?
ARCO
Indeed.
MOZART
These Viennese certainly know good music when they hear it.
ARCO
His Grace is very angry with you.
MOZART
What do you mean?
They arrive at the door of Colloredo's private apartment.
ARCO
You are to come in here and ask his pardon.
Arco opens the door.
39 INT. ARCHBISHOP'S PRIVATE ROOM - DAY - 1780's 39
The Archbishop is sitting, chatting to quests. Among them are several ladies. Arco
approaches him obsequiously.
ARCO
Your Grace.
COLLOREDO
Ah, Mozart. Why?
MOZART
Why what, sir?
COLLOREDO
Why do I have to be humiliated in front of my guests by one of
my own servants?
MOZART
Humiliated?
COLLOREDO
How much provocation am I to endure from you? The more li-
cense I allow you, the more you take.
