Bildquelle und Bildrechte Arthouse 2009
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Before the scene.
everyone was hoping for support in his last journey, the path in front of the Last Judgement.
Before God he shall account, and answer questions. How did he live? Selfish or social justice?
A person should go with him and talk to him. - Unfortunately, no one try to get into " that undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveler returns "(Hamlet III, 1). His Spezl, the company, not his relatives, the thick and thin cousin and not his money, Mammon, does not want to. Money and gold, says the mammon that govern here on earth. In heaven, he has no business.
Now everyone is all alone.
But he will go its final home, empty-handed and unprepared.
But he is on stage in front of the triple-portal of the church in Salzburg. Then he hears a small voice:
The scene
barely visible, shrouded in a dark red shroud, lies at the edge of the stage a figure . It calls weak.
The good works
everyone!
Everyone not hear
The good works
Anyone who hear me not?
Everyone looks around. He is exhausted.
Everyone
is as if one had called,
The voice was weak and quite clear.
everyone doubled over, pain, fatigue, anxiety, he is close to tears.
Again the Voice, we see the shape now close. There seems to be a woman. Her head is covered by cloth. It moves slightly .
The good works
everyone!
hear me nit, anyone?
Everyone comes closer, until he believes to see who or what is here.
Everyone
's a sick woman,
What I care is to see where they remain.
The good works
My Everyone, I belong to you,
For your sake I lie here.
everyone goes back further away. Sits down.
How should this be because bewendet?
The good works
I carry your sins deep wound,
am all the works thy.
Everyone
I do not scorn, I die Allweg.
The good works
Come to me, the small path.
Everyone
my work I will now see nit.
He looks away, he seems to be something to hear, startled at.
The good works
Were able to self - I ran to you.
Everyone
If fear and torture g'nug on me.
The good works
need Me, the road is dreadful far
Are annoch without an escort.
Everyone listens again for something that he hears. A clock strikes the hour.
of the way I must now alone -
The good works
No, I will, for I am yours.
Everyone finally sees through to the form.
The good works
You are summoned to come to your Redeemer,
before a supreme court!
Want to go nit lost man
If nit only to the wanderings.
Everyone listens to the form that says is coming closer.
Now he seems to see something different in women.
Everyone
you - you - go with me?
Anyone who still physically exhausted, can be down on one knee, relies on the stairs.
The good works
you asking me that, my everybody?
The figure held out a veiled arm. Everyone takes his hand tenderly like the hand of a lover. He dares to pull the velum from the face of the woman. A beautiful snow-white face is visible, framed by black hair. A woman who lived her life, but not yet old.
She looks at him.
Anyone who dares not try to caress her cheek. He takes her hand and pressed it to his face .
Everyone
How do you see looking at me eagerly
I feel as
He can hardly speak further, he fights back tears.
'd in my life
Nit friend, nor love, nor man nit woman
not give me a look like that!
Anyone encountered this view in his deepest longing. To be his own loved.
The good works
O everyone that you are such a late hour
you return to my eyes and mouth!
Everyone careworn
Have a face and pale And I think
but rich in beauty.
Everyone takes the woman in his arms, hugged her. The woman leaves everything to happen, it is weak.
I feel your eyes can glow
penetrate through my eyes,
everyone weighs in and the woman back and forth, as do people have lost someone they love. The woman is like dead
A great peace and blessings be
Geschäh a poor man
you do not move. Anyone can slide back the seemingly dead to the ground. He thinks they can come not because they are no longer alive. He turns away .
But I know, this is now failed
And alls only dreamed how!
But the Shape but suddenly speaks again, clear and loud.
The good works
recognized Would your life,
That I not totally ugly, am
Wert remained with me
risen would be your heart
I You would have been a divine vessel
everyone bends over the lying, his face pressed against her heart.
A cup of overflowing Grace
Everyone picks up the woman, she wears to the poor, is au f.
And you want I do not know!
Was so blind my face!
It varies, tries to leave. The long dark robe of the load on his arms dragging on the ground like a shadow.
what we are for being then
If such can happen to us!
The good works
I was a cup that was standing in front of you ...
Everyone . Salzburg Festival 2000th Ulrich Tukur - Everyone, Maria Bill - The good works.
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Comment:
Sa The Tunnel. Scene: either we both - or none!
Sat Straight Shooter - scene in the hospital hallway
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