mama, can i dance with victor?
yes, mama.
poor william! what indignant tears!
quite right!
elizabeth, really! he's quite mad!
one-two-three, one-two-three, twirl- two-three.
you can. but not before dinner.
you dance so beautifully together.
victor? spare me one dance?
must've been a terrible row.
it's been months. it's not like him.
so have i
elizabeth. if it's true, travel into germany would be banned. you'd never get near ingolstadt. besides, they're only rumors.
read him one of the old letters and rephrase it. we'll say it came today. it'll set his mind at ease.
it's beautiful! may i? he looks so handsome.
that's wonderful.
yes, mother.
fine.
i'll be all right. really.
willie!
victor! it's you! thank god!
is it true? what they say about willie? is it true?
willie. my poor little angel. victor! they think i did it!
i don't believe.  i am in need of your comfort.  anymore.
get out!
yes. i took refuge in the barn. wouldn't you? lost in the storm? freezing and wet? i was exhausted and could search no longer.
i have always loved him.
murder willie? in my heart, he was our child. victor's and mine. such a thing could never have entered my mind.
i have no knowledge of that.