[Mozart loses at musical chairs]
Emanuel Schikaneder: Herr Mozart, why don't you name your son's penalty?
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: Yes, Papa. Name it. Name it, I'll do anything you say. Anything.
Leopold Mozart: I want you to come back to Salzburg with me, my son.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: Papa, the rule is you can only give a penalty that can be performed in the room.
Leopold Mozart: I'm tired of this game, I don't want to play anymore.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: But my penalty!
[jumping up and down like an angry child]
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: I've got to have a penalty!