Talking Chess - Chess In Concert

Anatoly:

What are you doing here?

Frederick:

This is the one situation,

I wanted most to avoid.

Anatoly:

Then what on earth are you doing?

You could be better employed.

Frederick:

No, please hear me out.

I think I can help.

Anatoly:

If it is about Florence, I am warning you!

Frederick:

No, it is not about her, your wife or your kids;

or money, or Walter, or Molokov.

Anatoly:

What the hell is it?

Frederick:

I want to talk chess!

Anatoly:

Chess?

Frederick:

Something I’ve noticed in Viigand,

it is his King’s Indian Defense.

One of the lines he’s been trying,

doesn’t completely make sense.

Anatoly:

I--I don’t understand.

Frederick:

I told you, his King’s Indian--

Anatoly:

No, I don’t understand why you are helping me.

Frederick:

Because I love chess.

Does nobody else?

Jesus!

Sometimes I think I am the only one.

How can you let mediocrity win?

Anatoly:

What about Florence’s father?

My wife and my children?

Frederick:

You’ve let them all down already.

Win or betray yourself too.

You don’t want those shits to get what they want.

Anatoly:

They’ll get what they want.

They always do.

Frederick:

No, they won’t, if you win.

Be true to the game.

The one thing you know you can count upon--

Anatoly:

What about Florence?

Frederick:

The one thing is chess!

Anatoly:

Chess?

Frederick:

How can you let mediocrity win?

You have one chance left.

Win for chess!

You were five-one up.

Now it’s five all.

Get a grip!