GEORG: Dear Friend,
When the day brings petty aggravations
And my poor, frayed nerves are all askew
I forget these unimportant matters
Pouring out my hopes and dreams to you.
As I rest my pen and look around me
I can see the summer disappear.
Oh, Dear Friend, all at once, autumn's here.
ARPAD: Good morning, Miss Ritter.
ILONA: Oh, good morning, Arpad.
ARPAD: Look! Autumn.
KODALY: Ah, good morning Ilona. Here you are on this first October day. The quintessence of autumn. I do hope you've forgiven me for our little misunderstanding last night. I just can't bear it when we quarrel, can you darling? Truthfully?
ILONA: Go to hell.
GEORG: Dear Friend,
With November just around the corner, I've a feeling you may also share.
Do you feel an undertone of discord and a sense of tension in the air?
MARACZEK: Mr. Novak, must this sidewalk always be covered with leaves?
GEORG: Uh, no sir, but Mr. Maraczek... Mr. Maraczek?!
If it weren't for your endearing letters I'd be flying south with all the geese.
By the way, have you read War and Peace?
AMALIA: Good morning, Mr. Novak.
GEORG: Ah, congratulations Miss Balash. I see you're on time today.
AMALIA: So sorry to disappoint you.
GEORG: Oh, but I'm not disappointed. Far from it. Let's just call it surprised.
ARPAD: They always argue. Why is that?
SIPOS: Well, you see, it's a simple chemical reaction. When two people like each other very much--
ARPAD: They like each other?
SIPOS: Well, I think so.
ARPAD: They like each other very much? Well, don't you think we should tell them?
SIPOS: Arpad, my boy, they'd never believe us.
ARPAD: Oh, look! Winter!
GEORG: Dear Friend,
Have you set your calendar for Tuesday, when we bring this chapter to a close?
GEORG & AMALIA: When I meet my lady of the letters
Who puts tiny faces in her Os.
AMALIA: In the freezing weather of December I'll be warmly waiting for our date.
Until then, count the hours--
Oh, I'm late for work! I'm late!

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