Ludwig van Beethoven
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Ludwig van Beethoven (Character)
from Immortal Beloved (1994)

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Copying Beethoven (2006)
Ludwig van Beethoven: The vibrations on the air are the breath of God speaking to man's soul. Music is the language of God. We musicians are as close to God as man can be. We hear his voice, we read his lips, we give birth to the children of God, who sing his praise. That's what musicians are.

Ludwig van Beethoven: Schlemmer. I've arranged for Krenski to send him some pickled carp.
Ludwig van Beethoven: That will put him back in the pink.
Karl van Beethoven: He's got cancer.

Ludwig van Beethoven: God whispers into the ears of some men, but he shouts into mine!

Ludwig van Beethoven: An artist is someone who has learnt to trust in himself!

Ludwig van Beethoven: I'm a very difficult person, Anna Holtz, but I take comfort in the fact that God made me that way.

Ludwig van Beethoven: [conclusion--Beethoven is describing his "Song of Thanks to the Deity"] No key. It's common time, molto adagio, sotto voce. First violin, quarter notes. Middle C up to A. Measure. G up to C, tied, F. Second violin, bar two. Middle C up to A. Double note E, G, C. Viola clef, 2B pressed. It's a hymn of thanksgiving to God, for sparing me to finish my work. After the pianissimo, the canon resumes. First violin takes the theme. Viola, C to A. It's growing, gaining strength. Second violin, C to A, an octave higher. Then the struggle. First violin, C, up an octave, and then up to G. And the cello, down. Pulled down. Half notes, F, E, D. Pulled constantly down. And then, a voice, a single frail voice emerges, soaring above the sound. The striving continues, moving below the surface. Crescendo. First violin longing, pleading to God. And then, God answers. The clouds open. Loving hands reach down. We're raised up into heaven. Cello remains earthbound, but the other voices soar suspended, for an instant in which you can live forever. Earth does not exist. Time is timeless. And the hands that lifted you caress your face, mold them to the face of God. And you are at one. You are at peace. You're finally free.

Ludwig van Beethoven: Anna Holtz.
Anna Holtz: Yes?
Ludwig van Beethoven: You look like a woman.
Anna Holtz: Thank you.
Ludwig van Beethoven: [after a brief pause] But can you conduct?

Ludwig van Beethoven: Loneliness is my religion.

[repeated line]
Ludwig van Beethoven: What?

Ludwig van Beethoven: You've invented a new musical genre. Fartissimo!

Ludwig van Beethoven: And now this woman is sent to me at this very moment. What if she was sent by HIM?
Rudy: Women are usually sent by the other one.
Ludwig van Beethoven: Well, suppose it's a sign?
Rudy: A sign for what, Louis?
Ludwig van Beethoven: That it's time.
Rudy: A time for what?
Ludwig van Beethoven: A time for me to join with HIM.
Rudy: Well, if it's true and she was sent by HIM, and she's waiting in your apartment, you shouldn't be sitting here drinking, should you?


Immortal Beloved (1994)
Ludwig van Beethoven: It is the power of music to carry one directly into the mental state of the composer.

Ludwig van Beethoven: [in reference to "Violin Sonata in A Major, Op. 47" - "Kreutzer"... ] Do you like it?
Anton Felix Schindler: Shh!
Ludwig van Beethoven: I cannot hear them, but I know they are making a hash of it. What do you think? Music is... a dreadful thing. What is it? I don't understand it. What does it mean?
Anton Felix Schindler: It - it exalts the soul.
Ludwig van Beethoven: Utter nonsense. If you hear a marching band, is your soul exalted? No, you march. If you hear a waltz, you dance. If you hear a mass, you take communion. It is the power of music to carry one directly into the mental state of the composer. The listener has no choice. It is like hypnotism. So, now... What was in my mind when I wrote this? Hmm? A man is trying to reach his lover. His carriage has broken down in the rain. The wheels stuck in the mud. She will only wait so long. This... is the sound of his agitation. "This is how it is... ," the music is saying. "Not how you are used to being. Not how you are used to thinking. But like this."

Ludwig van Beethoven: [completely deaf, he is watching musicians perform his "Kreutzer" violin sonata] I can't hear them, but I know that they are making a hash of it.

Ludwig van Beethoven: [startled to discover he has been tricked into playing piano for people observing him behind the wall] It is terrible, terrible for you to rob me in this way of my most treasured feelings!

Ludwig van Beethoven: [sitting secluded in a darkened corner, Miss Guicciardi does not notice him at first] Hello.
Giulietta Guicciardi: [startled, she doesn't realize who she is speaking to] Oh... I didn't see you. I have to go back.
[she turns to leave]
Ludwig van Beethoven: [he gets up] Oh... you are leaving me to go back to that ass who plays like a kitchen maid, all clipped and staccato.
Giulietta Guicciardi: This music is beautiful.
Ludwig van Beethoven: You must be Giulia Guicciardi. I hear there's quite a contest for your charms.
Giulietta Guicciardi: Sir you're rude and offensive. I'm leaving.
[she begins to walk away]
Ludwig van Beethoven: [calling after her] Do you play the piano?
Giulietta Guicciardi: [she stops] What?
Ludwig van Beethoven: I intend to be your teacher. I will call for you tomorrow at 10:00.
Giulietta Guicciardi: [laughs as she walks away] You will be barred from the house.

Ludwig van Beethoven: [Miss Guicciardi's first piano lesson. She is playing, poorly, a little minuet. She errs, and begins pounding on the keyboard, perhaps to gets some kind of reaction from Beethoven. He says nothing until he realizes she has stopped. He gives his critique] You think that because I do not stop you, that I am not listening.
[She sighs in agreeance]
Ludwig van Beethoven: The manner in which you thump out the notes without the slightest thought as to their meaning is unforgivable. And your lack of passion is unforgivable. I shall have to beat you.
[she offers her hand for punishment, rolling her eyes. He gives her a hard, painful slap]

Ludwig van Beethoven: Music is... a dreadful thing.

Ludwig van Beethoven: [Beethoven raises his fist in the air and mutters his last words] The comedy is over.

Ludwig van Beethoven: A little test!


Beethoven Lives Upstairs (1992) (TV)
Ludwig Van Beethoven: Music is not something you can quit, you'll soon find that out.

Ludwig Van Beethoven: Where are the pens! I need a pen!
Mr. Schindler: You should have thought of that before you destroyed the last one!


Eroica (2003) (TV)
Reis: [timidly, afraid of Beethoven's rage] Sir...
Ludwig van Beethoven: [exploding] Ries, you interfering insect! What is it?
Reis: Herr Haydn is here, sir.

Ludwig van Beethoven: [Making introductions] Sir, my student - Reis. He's an idiot.
Josef Haydn: All students are idiots. It's traditional. **Note: Beethoven was a student of Haydns.**


"Animaniacs: Roll Over, Beethoven/The Cat and the Fiddle (#1.17)" (1993)
Wakko: [after trying to play Beethoven's hearing aide as if it were a brass instrument] Where's the mouth piece to this thing?
Beethoven: It's in my ear.
Wakko: THAT'S REVOLTING!

Beethoven: I am Ludwig Van Beethoven, world famous composer and pianist.
Yakko: You're a what?
Beethoven: A pianist.
Yakko: [blows a kiss] Goodnight, everybody!
Beethoven: But that is what I am. A pianist.
Yakko: I think we've heard enough out of you.