Original subtitles

Hold on! Let's not pull down that shade yet.

Not everyone saw what happened before the general store in Alsótörökverő

closed during its busiest hours.

Originally, it was just about six kids deciding to take a three-day trip

to Alsótörökverő.

Three days by the Danube, three days camping in the great outdoors,

and a little game of number-war. Here are the participants.

Bádogos, whose stomach audibly rumbles every half hour.

Csepcsányi, on the other hand, has to practice for half an hour every day.

During that time, of course, there's a ceasefire.

And Palánk, you wouldn't believe what a good leader he'll be.

Let's note now, they are the islanders.

Bádogos,

Csepcsányi,

Palánk.

Now let's look at the shore-dwellers.

Szinyák,

Kece,

and Tuka, the cool-headed leader of the shore-dwellers.

And those they recruited into their team, Péter and Pál.

- We swear.

Sankó, the ferryman's son, also joined the shore-dwellers.

Stop! Let's not hang that sign yet either!

First, we have to tell you that everyone here has a guardian angel,

who were secretly recruited by the parents, so that the great independence

of our heroes wouldn't harm them.

- Small pile, big desire!

However, the guardians soon became allies.

One of the islanders' most important allies, here he is!

- Ákos Kenderice was a kid too, you can safely trust them

to Ákos Kenderice, nothing will go wrong.

Well, as for Ábris.

All the more reason to count on the ferryman.

- I'd be ashamed if we lost the war.

Then there's the lock keeper, who will soon become a key figure.

- My name is Pál Polika.

The main ally of the shore-dwellers is Uncle Gazsi.

- Finally, a little excitement, the war. That's it, boys, well done!

We'll win! Mobilize! Everyone on deck!

He also has an aide-de-camp, the local,

that is, the manager of the Alsótörökverő general store.

- Ha-ha-ha hello, U-u-uncle Gazsi!

Th-th-they were here, th-th-there's going to be a war,

the rest w-w-w-w-will be... in person.

Yes, he's pulling down the blind at the sound of the terrible news.

I said, the blind!

Well!

- You'll see, they'll be good allies. - You said they were little.

- It doesn't matter that they're so small, they can write, count, and read.

- Oh, we'll see.

- Hello. - Hello.

- But we should get other allies too, I was thinking, for example,

the ferryman's son, and his boat. Logical, a boat would be very useful in war.

Would be very useful.

Where is Sankó?

- And where's the boat?

- Hello, we're here! We're coming!

- Well, that's them. Them.

- There's going to be a war. - Yes.

- On land, on water, in the air. - Yes.

- They want to occupy the island. - We'll fight them back.

- What? You too? - What do you mean me too?

- Islander or shore-dweller?

- Mrs. Géza Palánk. - What?

That serious pale-skinned kid? Then an islander.

Good thing we don't have to hide anything from each other.

My son, unfortunately, joined the enemy. I couldn't forbid him,

because then I would have given myself away.

And we still have to operate in secret.

Well, I'm going. I'll take them across.

(Russian song)

- Hello, hello, we're here!

We're here, hello!

- Well, finally, where in the world have you been?

- The fleet is ready, a real tin-armored battleship.

- Who's this? - An ally, his name is Ákos Kenderice.

- And is he at least reliable? - He swore an oath.

- I'm Géza Palánk, commander-in-chief. - Oh, welcome, commander-in-chief.

Ákos Kenderice plus one boat, ready for battle, reporting for duty.

- First, we'll need the boat. - Here you go.

- All aboard.

What allies. - I take responsibility for the plugs.

- Well!

Ta-la-la-la-la la-la-la

- U-u-uncle Gazsi, w-w-war has broken out.

- There will be clouds after sunshine, long live the war.

Now we'll take revenge for Doberdó, just follow me in everything.

- Y-y-yes sir, I've already closed the g-g-grocery store.

- Good, you cut off the supply line.

- I-i-I cut it off. - Because first, what do we need for

war, son? - A cannon.

- Brains, son, brains, and my brain tells me that

we need to conduct a reconnaissance, and where should we conduct a reconnaissance?

Where Polika stands. This place is an excellent triangulation

point and Polika is a key figure.

- Po-po-po-polika lock keeper.

- That's right, he can stay on the dam without attracting attention, he can calmly

observe everything, that's why he's a key figure.

- Lock-lock-lock-keeper. - That's what I'm saying too, or rather,

first we need to reconnoiter, in other words, spy.

Well, hop! I already have an idea.

This head has an excess of brains.

There's no shortage of brains in this head.

I'll say the password, forward, march!

Pamparapa-rampapa Pamparapa-rampapa

- His mother, widow Elemér Csepcsányi, entrusted him to me,

so we have to stick together. Besides sticking together, we should also come up with something.

Something. - Yes?

I'd be ashamed if we lost the war.

What would I tell the widow, how could I face her.

Were you a soldier? - I was.

- What was your rank? - Medic.

- That's okay, that's also needed for a war.

Passengers, what a traffic.

I'll take them across.

Across? - Across, of course.

Be careful not to catch a cold. Launch a megabarge. Command a charge.

- Colleague, you're not from around here, are you? - No, we're on assignment.

On an inspection tour.

- Here you go.

- I'll relieve you, it must be terribly boring to stand guard, right?

- Pinch me! Am I dreaming?

It's going to rain, the chimney sweeps are flying low. Follow me.

- Free!

- They must be relatives. - Both of them?

- Why, how many relatives do you have? - Many.

- See? - But there's not a single chimney sweep among them.

- It doesn't matter, whether their skin is brown or white.

- But theirs is black.

- There's no arguing with you.

Huh, no one's on guard. - Relax, I'm the relief.

- That's exactly it, let's go!

- What's this? - A first aid kit.

- Where'd you get it? - 5 bottles of beer.

- What's this good for? - Bandaging the wounded.

- And this? - This is for transporting them.

Stretcher.

- Well, we've got that much.

Now we just need to figure out the next step.

Hop!

Chimney sweeps. - What about them?

- Well, the thing is, there are no chimneys at all in that direction, not even houses,

only Pál Polika's wooden hut, and that doesn't have a chimney.

Suspicious. Very suspicious.

- These must be relatives too.

- So everything's clear. You're a shore-dweller, or rather,

your protégé is too, and so are ours, so we're shore-dwellers too.

- W-w-w-we are. - You, you're just an auxiliary force,

but a very loyal one. - What? Polika Pál is also loyal.

Polika Pál is also a shore-dweller. - Ah, yes, but a war

is no laughing matter. - What? What kind of war?

There is peace. - That's, that's, that's.

Only, war has broken out between the shore-dwellers and the islanders.

And as I said, war is no laughing matter.

- N-n-n-no, b-b-bombing and all.

- What? B-b-bombing is not a good thing.

- Don't scare him, there's no bombing, just war and

it needs to be prepared. I'd be ashamed if we lost.

I fought in the First World War,

I fought in the Second World War.

- W-w-we lost b-b-both of them.

- I know, but I don't want to lose this one, period.

I already have a plan, I have a splendid plan,

that will make the enemy run. It's based on you.

- On me? - On you, since you roam around here all day without disguise,

one could say you are the key person.

- G-g-g-g-gatekeeper. - I know. Gatekeeper.

The important thing is that he roams freely all day.

Simple, but brilliant,

the general said.

- Wh-wh-what did he say? - What did the general say?

- This is a rocket launcher pistol, take it!

- No, no, I don't take weapons! - This isn't a weapon, this is a

signaling device. They use these in peacetime too, for example at Lake Balaton,

when a storm begins.

Like this, you pull it and it launches the rocket nicely. Boom!

- Ow, ow! And when does it make that boom?

- Well, when you see the shore-dwellers moving towards the island, then

we'll put the island between two fires.

- When do they come? Where do they come from?

- I have a splendid plan for that too, which will make the enemy run.

- Come on, come on! We've heard enough.

- The relatives are leaving.

- Why did you leave your post?

- No one goes there anyway, just the relatives.

- Who? - Relatives.

- Oh, never mind, never mind. Which one will be my number?

- Here's paper, draw one for yourself.

- Bádogos! - When do we eat?

- They sent a message, come, there's a war council. - Not lunch? - No.

- Is the telegraph ready, Csepcsányi? - Ready.

- Is the pit ready, Bádogos? - Ready.

- I will now present the war plan.

We don't know how the enemy will attack, so we have to divide the army

into four parts so that we can be in several places at once.

Observation tree, Csepcsányi.

Secret cove, where we hid the ship, Bádogos.

- Secret cove, Bádogos.

- Mobile team: me, Miki, and Tibi. You'll be the messengers.

Waterborne: Ákos Kenderice.

- Understood, and what will be my job? - You have to observe the enemy's activities from under the bush.

The enemy's activity and in case of a counterattack,

you have to transport us to the shore.

Does anyone have any questions?

- Me. - Please ask.

- I have an idea. - What?

- My idea is to drill a hole in the boat.

- That's not logical, it would sink then.

- I'll just put a plug in it, a safety measure.

If, by chance, of course, completely by chance, it falls into the enemy's hands,

then I'll pull out the plug and we'll sink the boat nicely.

- But then we won't have a boat and we'll lose the war.

- We can pull the boat out and put the plug back in anytime.

- Alright, and whoever is captured, don't despair.

We will free all prisoners.

- Lunchtime is rapidly approaching. - Tell me, how do you know?

- From here, this is the most accurate time teller. - Silence!

Everyone go to their positions, we'll eat later,

it's not time yet anyway.

- I'm starving!

- The commander-in-chief says to play your violin!

- Grab the sheet music, that's an order! - Yes, sir.

- It's not going to rain, is it?

- Go for it! Hello!

- Come on, quickly, come on!

- Whoa, stop! Helloooo!

- Rather whistle!

Hey, stop!

- Th-th-they won't stop.

- A terrible suspicion is stirring in my head,

as if a mouse is scurrying in the pit.

These two are up to no good. - A-a-and how do we get across now?

- We're going to change disguises.

Though this helmet looks really good on me.

- L-l-like in the movies. - Anyway, we have to do everything

for victory, let's go! To the front of the horse.

Hold on, we're coming!

- We know everything.

We'll stir things up for you here in the background.

What should we do with this rocket-firing Polika?

You think about it too! - I am.

- Kece and Pál are guarding the castle. - Understood.

- Meanwhile, we'll take the spy to the island.

We'll draw attention to ourselves, while you sneak in.

Here's your number, it's waterproof. You have to put it on on the island.

- And how do I get back? - We'll pick you up at the lower end of the island.

- Look, there's someone there, they have a number on their head.

- What the heck!

- They're coming! They're coming!

- Huzzah, charge! Tremble, you traitorous scoundrels!

- Five thousand six hundred. - Sucks, otherwise tremble.

Huzzah, charge!

We'll tear you to shreds.

You want to fight with Uncle Szinyák?

Just one snarl from me and you'll wet your pants.

- Put your hands up, then we'll spare you.

We'll win anyway, all resistance is futile.

Steal these cannons! Tremble!

The hour of victory has struck! Do you hear?

- Tibi, the commander-in-chief says to come with me as reinforcement. - Okay.

Blood and death! Give me the gold!

Huzzah, charge! Beat 'em up, they're not your dad!

- 1976. - Wrong, you don't really think

I'd write this year's date on my head, do you? - No mercy! No quarter.

Tremble!

- Quick, hold on! We'll come and shoot!

Until then, tremble!

- We're not afraid, we'll light a fire under your pants.

- Right up your asses. Long live the island!

- They didn't notice us? - No.

- I hugged the ground tightly, walked around the island, saw the headquarters

and the two allies. I saw everything.

- Well, they fell for that.

- What if I mixed nitroglycerin with a laxative?

- N-n-not good, they'd just sh-sh-shit it all out.

- And what if I mixed in a little detonator too?

- We only have laxative. - Is the net okay?

- Wh-wh-wh-what net? - Why, the wonder weapon.

We'll stretch it out in the forest on the island. Simple. Now, screw

this window onto me.

- Bring the net! Bring the net! - Wh-wh-what's wrong?

- Bring the net! - I'll b-b-bring it.

- Go for it!

- G-g-g-good trap!

- Oh! H-h-h-help! S-s-sneak attack!

S-sneak attack, h-help! H-h-h-help!

- Five minutes to one thirty. Kece, guard the castle.

- I'll guard it. - Attack on trumpet blast, let's go!

(singing) Pretty senorita, pam, pam,

tomorrow she might be here already, pam, pam.

- Hands up! Your money or your life!

- 8698!

Prisoner, surrender!

- They're coming! They're coming!

They captured the boat! They captured Kenderice.

It's sinking!

Of course, the trick.

- Go for it!

Back! Back!

- 6265! Surrender!

Hooray! Long live the cause! Hooray! Long live the cause!

Grab the trumpet too! Search him! - I ain’t got nothin’ on me.

- You’re a prisoner. Don’t try to escape, and you’ll be fine.

- I won’t run. - So what do we do with him?

He can’t just wander around the island.

- Take him to headquarters. - About face!

- They hightailed it! Hooray!

- Keep watch! - I’m watchin’!

- What happened? - He totally played us for suckers.

At the last second, he sank the boat. Where’s Paul?

- He’s captured. - Heh, so much for the landing.

- Quiet! Prisoners aren’t allowed to talk.

- Ease up! Treat the prisoner decently. Don’t forget Paul’s a prisoner too.

Untie his hands! - So, the landing was a bust.

That’s the spirit! I’ll bear any hardship with a brave heart.

- There won’t be any hardship.

- No sweat, I can handle that too. Am I free?

- Go ahead.

- I’ll endure anything for the island.

- Let’s head to camp!

- I could do whatever I want with you.

I could toss you in an ant hill. - Torturing prisoners is against the rules.

- Alright, I know that. I’m just sayin’.

- And they’d eat you alive. - Who?

- The ants.

- Hand it over, I’ll show you. - Oh sure, so you can signal your pals in code.

- I’m not signaling anyone. We don’t even have secret codes.

Besides, they already know I’m a prisoner.

Don’t blow too hard on that thing, or it’ll just fill with spit.

Purse your lips like this and press ’em to the mouthpiece.

- Press it where? - Right here on the whistle.

- And then? - Then you blow it nice and easy.

- He-he-help! Ki-ki-kidnapping!

Uncle Gus!

Uncle Gus!

- Phew, I nearly suffocated. Where are we?

- H-h-home.

- They wrecked my plan.

I should’ve known. Who was it?

- I s-s-saw a woman. She reeked of cheap tobacco.

- No choice now. Back to the drawing board.

I gotta rethink this and come up with a better plan.

- L-l-long live Uncle G-Gus.

- Alright, I’ll let you know. Now leave me be.

Let me think! - T-t-take your time, I’m h-home all day and night.

- T-t-take your time, I’m h-home all day and night.

- I saw everything. - Lower the drawbridge.

- Yes, sir.

- Come on in. - I’ll endure any torture.

- This ain’t torture, it’s protective custody. - I’ll endure that too.

My respects!

- We’re off to pull the boat ashore. Kece, you guard the prisoner.

- Got it.

- At least you didn’t take the island.

- Oh, we’ll take it! - Ha, ha, good luck!

Nice little fort.

- You bet, it’s downright impregnable.

- So, what do we do now? - Now? What do you mean, now?

- I mean, while we’re prisoners. You’re a prisoner too, you know.

- Me? A prisoner? No way! - Even guards are kinda prisoners.

That’s why it’s best if everybody gets along.

- Hey, I ain’t mad. - I know.

- You know where humans come from?

- Sure, from monkeys. - Ha, ha, that’s rich!

Big mistake. - Oh yeah? From what then?

- From dogs. - Dogs?

- You don’t buy it? - Not really, that’s not what we learned.

- From books, huh? That don’t mean squat.

Want me to prove it? - How?

- Easy as pie. Walk around a bit in front of the fort.

- No way to escape. - Hey, don’t go thinkin’ I’m sneaky.

I’m a prisoner, fair and square.

I won’t break that!

- Fine, but what do I do?

- Like I said, stroll around, like you’re on Main Street.

- Like I’m what? - Like you’re takin’ a walk.

Loosen up, let yourself go.

That’s it, that’s it, good job.

So, what do you notice? - Nothin’.

- Keep walkin’. I’ll explain.

Watch how your hands move.

Your right hand with your left leg,

your left hand with your right leg, just like a dog.

- Huh, you’re right.

- There’s your proof humans come from dogs.

- What’re you doin’? - Provin’ a point.

- Provin’ what? - That humans come from dogs.

- Who said that? - Him.

- You’re the one from dogs. Quit fillin’ my friend’s head with nonsense.

- And yet the Earth still moves.

- That’s a different thing. Don’t mix it up or compare yourself to

honest-to-goodness astronomers. You’re just a common prisoner!

- I bear all mockery with a noble soul.

- I endure every insult with grace.

- That’s just a vestige. They can go to the moon as much they want.

What, the Earth’s flat now?

- Flat? Nah, the Earth’s a cube.

- Here’s the loot. What do we do with it?

- We eat it! - Hooray! Let’s roast it.

- Oh no! - What’s wrong?

- What’re they eatin’? This fish was meant for them.

But what’s a prisoner to do?

- They’re probably eatin’ somethin’. We gave ’em half the food money.

- Food money, pfft.

- Here you go. - This is mine? Really mine?

- Yup. - Thanks.

Man, kids, nothin’ beats this. Campfire, the river, good buddies,

and roasted fish.

Only thing missin’ is freedom, but...

(snoring)

- Quiet! Quiet! I can’t sleep!

- Shut it! Ow!

- Please, stop it, I’m beggin’ you!

(snoring)

- You can quit now, it’s dawn!

I didn’t sleep a wink. - Me neither.

- Mornin’, boys! Good mornin’! Sleep well?

What’s the matter? Somethin’ wrong? Did I snore a little?

Sometimes I do, just a teensy bit.

- Please, let’s swap him out. I’m beggin’, let’s swap.

- We’ll swap.

- Prisoner, come out! - Comin’, comin’, comin’.

There we go. I was startin’ to get used to captivity. Ain’t so bad.

- Please, let’s swap him. - We’ll swap, but first we make

a white flag.

- One-two, one-two, one...

- They’re comin’, they’re comin’.

- A delegation. - Let ’em come.

- Yo, I’m here! Woo-hoo, I’m here! - Yo, yo, hooray!

- Prisoner swap: one prisoner, one boat. - Woo-hoo, woo-hoo.

- Bring the trumpet. - One prisoner, one trumpet.

- How’d you sleep? - Ugh!

- What’s their problem? - No clue.

- Aim right, north-northeast. Pull, pull!

- I’m p-p-pullin’! - Now left, tack,

head for the dam keeper’s house.

- We attack here. One charge, and we take the island.

We’ll capture it in one fell swoop.

- Where’s their flag? - It’s staked by the tent

on a fishing pole. - Got it. - Somewhere around here.

Kece and Paul stay here. - Yes, sir.

- Flag to the fort! Sound the trumpet if there’s trouble.

Move out!

- All clear? Everyone know what to do?

- Crystal clear! Brilliant. - Here’s the new plan.

- You scared? - Not one bit.

- Stay quiet and defend the flag to the last.

Everyone to their posts!

- That’s it. Chin up. - I ain’t scared at all.

- Good. I’ll meet you on the other side. Push off!

- What you want? What you doin’ here?

- No more signal flares.

No sneak attacks either. That’s done.

No war either.

- Yo, yo, tremble, you shore-dwellers!

You dirty poachers!

We’ll clobber you silly! Yo!

Hoo-rah, charge! Smack ’em, whack ’em!

- 5610! - Wrong number.

- You’re surrounded.

- Follow me.

- Come on, come on, come on!

You were awesome, downright scary. You made enough noise for an army.

Heh, heh, push off.

- Where the heck are they? The flag’s gone too.

- Hey, you yellow-bellied rabbits, show yourselves!

- Surrender, you’re surrounded!

- Out! It’s a trap!

- Nobody here either! They’ve vanished into thin air.

Where the heck are they? The island’s empty.

- Hey, yo, you can’t fight if there’s no enemy.

- Yo, I got a bad feelin’ about this.

- Scared? Look, they’re hidin’.

- We’ll sweep the island in a line. Let’s go!

- They split! The island’s ours! We won! Hooray!

- Not yet, we haven’t found the flag.

- They’re still here! After me!

- Yellow-bellied rabbits? You’ll pay for that!

- Hey, you sneaky rats hidin’ in the dark, come out!

Or we’ll beat you to a pulp.

You low-down scoundrels, just wait till I get my hands on you!

- They’re losin’ their cool. - Shh!

- You’ll regret this! - We’ll feed ’em

the world’s biggest fly. - Hey!

- Ha, they fell for it! - Where you hidin’? Show yourselves!

- I don’t get it, they’re invisible. Where’s their flag?

- Here I am, shinin’ like a black cat in a coal bin!

- 6896! - 5669!

- 2832!

- Surrender, you’re prisoners!

- And I’m the grand sacrifice.

- Ah!

- Quit blowin’ that trumpet, you’re already dead!

- Trouble! Back to camp!

- We won! The flag! The fort’s ours!

- Tie ’em up! - You got the jam!

- Why bother? We won! The flag’s ours.

- Hooray, and once more, hooray! - Hooray!

- Hooray, we won! - Huzzah!

Hooray, we won! Hooray, we won!

- Save your breath, you lost!

- We whipped you good, crybabies, admit it!

- Fine, we admit it, you punk!

- Best if you kneel when I step ashore.

- You guys were great! - Luck’s a funny thing.

You’re all invited to the victory lunch.

Hooray!

- They’ve got half the food money, let ’em chip in.

- Deal, we’re in. - Hooray!

We’ll eat, you’ll see, the pot’s simmering,

with four or five spuds, it’ll be a bellyache.

We’ll eat, you’ll see, the pot’s simmering,

with four or five spuds, it’ll be a bellyache.

We’ll eat, you’ll see, the pot’s simmering,

with four or five spuds, it’ll be a bellyache.

We’ll eat, you’ll see, the pot’s simmering,

with four or five spuds, it’ll be a bellyache.

- Charge!

- What the heck’s that? - No idea, let’s check it out!

Tuka, come on!

- Let’s go!

- Charge! Follow me!

- Help! I can’t swim! - Neither can I.

- Help ’em! Grab the boat, the ropes! Hurry up!

- Gotta grab my pants, huh?

You’ll rip my good britches!

- Calm down!

- Look, it’s Uncle Gus.

- That’s me, that’s me.

Let’s swim, let’s swim!

Splashin’ around, splashin’ around.

You kids okay, huh?

- We’re good. - Splash, splash.

- What’re you doin’ here, Pop?

- Nothin’. Just strollin’ by with your Uncle Ábris.

- Where’s my pipe? Where’s my pipe?!

- Right here. Got a good soak in the water, so it don’t stink as bad.

- Why’s Paul all bandaged up? He sick?

- Quick, get it off him, he’ll suffocate!

- Fire! Fire!

- Fire!

- Where’re they runnin’ to? - You deaf? There’s a fire somewhere.

- We put it out! - It was a blaze.

- Oh no, the lunch! Where’s the lunch? - Lunch? What lunch?

- It was in here! Where’s the lunch? Oh no, it’s gone!

No food today.

- Oh, the lunch?

We put it out.

- How ’bout I treat you all to lunch?

- Long live Uncle Gus! - Hooray!

To the other shore!

(singing) Here’s to lunch...

- It’s cooked! We can finally eat! - Hooray! Huzzah!