human
That's not true, Monsieur Gillier!
gpt
It is true. Your talent and mine are not fitted to be joined together, and you are artist enough to know it as well as I do. I haven't heard your music; but I can tell. I may be poor, I may be unknown--that doesn't matter! I've got the instinct that doesn't lie, can't lie. If I had known you as I do now, before I had sold my libretto, you never should have had it, even if you had offered me five hundred pounds instead of a hundred, and nobody else would have looked at it. With your temperament, with your way of thinking, you'll never make a success of it--never! I tell you that--I who am speaking to you!
human
Give me back my libretto and take back your money! Let me have my chance of success. Madame--she is hard! She cares nothing! But--
gpt
Monsieur, I must ask you to leave my wife's name out,