:16:01
Gustav!
:16:03
Attach little bags of seed to the branches.
:16:06
I want thousands of birds singing
when they come up the avenue.
:16:10
Darling?
:16:11
Youre not dressed properly.
Go and put on your pink waistcoat.
:16:16
- (gunshot)
- Oh!
:16:17
That murderer!
There wont be a bird left in the sky!
:16:43
Welcome!
:16:45
Yes. Come on, Hélène.
:16:47
Welcome!
:16:51
In my house, you are the nobility.
:16:57
The nobility of genius.
:17:04
Madame Sand!
:17:05
- Hello. How was your trip?
- Madame Sand!
:17:08
Im melting with delight!
:17:11
Oh, and youve brought your two boys!
:17:15
- Im a girl.
- Ah.
:17:26
Here, Master Delacroix.
I have given you my own studio.
:17:30
The light, you can see, is perfection.
:17:35
When is Monsieur Chopin arriving?
:17:37
Tomorrow.
Or so he wrote to me in his letter.
:17:41
Here is the theatre!
:17:44
Sometimes we indulge ourselves
in little amateur productions.
:17:50
And here, Madame Sand,
is your workroom.
:17:54
If you open the doors, perhaps
our southern moonlight will inspire you
:17:58
to write those sublime novels
which I so admire.