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THE ROUND-UP
Pest Buda.
The 1860's.
The industrial revolution. The age of prosperity.
The age of Ferenc De�k, Gyula Andr�ssy, K�lm�n Tisza.
The spirit of 1848 is no more than a phrase.
Only the welfare of the bourgeoisie is important.
The people have lived the same way for centuries.
Indeed, the lean years following one after another from the middle of the '60's
increase their destitution.
Criminal cases are multiplying.
As are the desperate attempts by those born to poverty to break free.
The government knows no mercy.
It seeks the outlaws and highwaymen everywhere.
They are the last vestige of active resistance.
They are criminals in the eyes of officials.
They are freedom fighters in folk songs.
In 1869 Count Gedeon Raday was appointed
commissary with a specific authority.
His task: to create material security.
His main target: the outlaws.
He is not particular about his methods.
- Is it them? - Yes.
- Your husband and your son? - Yes.
Please come with me.
Stop here.
Do you have any relatives?
I do.
- Parents? - Yes.
Don't be surprised if they never see you again.
- I won't. - Won't you?
- No. - Why not?
You people don't really like my kind.
I speak four languages and I've often been abroad.
You smuggled in Kossuth's papers in those days.
I was young.
Yes, you were young.
You may go now.
Line up!
All in order.
Bring them closer.
Come closer!
Stop here.
Any hard cases?
Yes.
- That one. - Any more?
And that one...
...with the cape.
The short black cape?
Yes.
Let's go.
Are you J�nos Gajdor?
I am.
Come over here.
Are you a farmer?
Yes, I am. I have three farms.
Are you a self-seeker?
That's what they say.
A clever man?
They say so.
Do you know whether in your vicinity
there are any renowned herdsmen?
There are.
Shepherds?
Those, too.
Who, for instance?
The Kecsege Sz�cs family.
The Ferde Balog family.
- Kis Balog family. - Kis Balog?
Yes.
Did you know the Kis Balogs?
I know the Kis Balogs.
I didn't ask if you know them. I asked if you knew them.
I knew them.
Well, the Kis Balogs are dead.
They were strangled.
They were renowned shepherds.
Renowned and wealthy, too.
Wealthy...
Did they have quality sheep?
Yes.
A lot of their sheep vanished.
Famous sheep. Good sheep.
Do you know how they were strangled?
No. No I don't.
With a halter. With this halter.
Don't you recognise it?
- No. - Take it in your hand.
- Frightened of it? - No.
Now that it's in your hand, put it around your neck.
Men were killed with it. Not frightened of it?
- No. - Didn't you kill them?
No, no...
I don't kill people.
I am self-seeking...
...but I don't kill people. - Then you're not frightened?
No.
Then keep it around your neck and tie a bow.
I can do that.
Finished?
Yes.
Good.
You may go.
Take him away.
Wait just one moment.
Come here, J�nos Gajdor.
Go inside.
I killed them.
Come.
Do you know the penalty for killing them?
I do.
Ease your conscience.
Have you killed others apart from them?
Well, yes I have.
But not many.
Who and what?
Would you tell me?
For your conscience
and maybe your fate as well.
Well, I've killed...
...three other people.
Three?
Yes.
G�bor Telkes, in 1861.
Two years later...
...Palk� J�nos Czeder.
Then...
...in '66...
...no.
In '67, Feri Csul�k.
- This Feri Csul�k... - No need.
We know who he was.
Maybe it doesn't matter that I killed him.
Maybe.
I don't know.
So, J�nos Gajdor.
There is a solution for you.
If, in the fortification...
...you can find someone more guilty than you.
Someone who has killed more people.
Then you will be pardoned.
We won't hang you.
So the terms are to find such a man.
Understand?
Yes.
Will you undertake it?
Well...
...I must.
Very well.
You may leave.
One, two! One, two!
Halt! Rope down. Follow me. Let's go!
Come here.
Open them again.
God with you.
Pardon.
That is a man to be feared.
Open up!
Out!
- Stand straight! - Leave him.
What is your name?
I believe you know it. Varj�.
Of course. B�la. B�la Varj�.
You've received many beatings from me, haven't you?
You're going back to the big yard, understand?
You may thank this man.
- Why? Don't you know him? - I know him.
- Well? What did I say? - Thank you.
Not like that. With respect!
Is that enough? If you want, he'll even kiss your hand.
Let's go.
You as well.
You, too. Come here.
Take off his shackles.
Go back to your friends.
Get going!
Any acquaintances?
No. Nor relatives, at a time like this.
I should have kissed your hand, J�nos.
You mean the Bishop's, my son.
For that, yes.
You can't imagine how my agony was in there.
You can't endure it.
I wouldn't, if you hadn't intervened.
I have a lot to thank you for.
How did you get here?
They caught me.
- Why weren't you careful? - They caught you, too.
Did someone squeal?
Perhaps.
Was there any evidence against you?
Or any actions?
Well?
You're not here for nothing!
What did you do?
Listen here.
They questioned me a lot and I said nothing.
So why are you inquiring?
Garibaldi's little czardas hat
Do you still remember the old songs, B�la?
Leave me alone!
You! Stop!
Come away from there! They'll shoot you!
Stand over there.
You, come with me.
You...and you.
You, and...
What are you waiting for?
You.
You too.
Go ahead!
You too!
Come on!
Put it down there.
That's right, there.
And you people, put those down there.
And the others as well.
You may go. Move back.
Go on, go on!
You can come.
Women, go back further.
Further!
Stop!
Cease.
Come back!
If he doesn't stop, shoot!
Come on.
B�la Varj�!
Pick two fellow prisoners to accompany you.
Ease your conscience, B�la.
Why won't you confess?
Who did you kill?
Six.
Who? Tell me, who!
- Six people. - The names! Say the names!
K�ves, Kov�cs, Kispista...
Keny�r...
- And? - J�zsi Keny�r.
More, more. The other two!
Their names! Say their names!
J�zsi Keny�r...
Excuse me, gendarme!
Stand aside. Step back.
Demote him.
Take him away.
Good.
Come.
Sir, I beg you.
Exonerate me.
And save me from the gallows.
Because the man you just executed
has killed more than I.
When I went with him to the gallows he admitted to six.
Listen, J�nos Gajdor.
I would be possible for anyone
to revoke the confession of a dead man.
It's your life that we're talking about.
If you could possibly tell me exactly who he killed...
...then maybe we could find out.
The trouble is, he only told me of three.
After that his strength gave out.
Then he began to get very frightened.
Well, you see, J�nos Gajdor.
That doesn't help you at all.
It's as if you heard nothing.
Just go back.
Go on.
Don't upset yourself. You must get used to it.
We'll have to be redeemed one day.
Some one way, some another.
Why don't you speak?
They're impossible, yet I'd even have given them a farm.
They're as tough as nails.
Have you not tried it on them?
They used to let you go. Three calves and I could go.
The next time, another three. Now they're harder.
Come, let us see our friends.
I'm not going anywhere
Come on. Let's take a walk.
I know you.
That's possible.
You escorted me.
One escorts many people.
Are you not from the lower regions?
No.
Are you from Szeged?
No.
They say that I am Vaszelka.
Vaszelka?
Yes, they say I am him.
That I killed a gendarme and took his place.
Before, they said he was dead. Now they say I am him.
Can you understand this?
No.
If I cannot prove I'm not him, they will hang me.
Yet this Vaszelka has killed many.
At least seven.
Seven!
I'll be absolved.
Seven!
- This man has killed... - Go to hell!
Come here.
Let's go.
Excuse me!
- I know you. - But I don't know you!
Get away from here!
- Please. - Come.
Stop.
Yes?
Wait here.
Sir, this convict wants to say something important.
Go on.
I beg your pardon. I was told to find a man...
Yes, I know.
If you'd allow me to go around and look.
- Now? - Now.
It should be done now, among the solitary ones.
Take him.
Open the cells.
Show this man out.
Have you found Vaszelka?
It's not him, if you'd please.
Let's go.
You don't need to push.
Let's go!
Form a line!
You, were you not soldiers?
Line up!
Sir, they have been assembled.
You stop here.
You in front.
So, he isn't here!
Let's go back.
Stop.
- Don't put the lamps out. - Of course, sir.
Stand against the wall.
Come here.
We're going back.
Everyone stand up and form a line!
Everyone stand in a line!
Get back!
What are you waiting for?
Let's go, stand up!
Let's go.
- Excuse me... - Stay put!
You are Imre Vaszelka.
You are intelligent and cunning.
We're not asking you to find anyone.
We're not asking you for any names.
Just tell us how many of S�ndor's men we've caught.
You...
You...
You...
You...
Come with me.
Halt!
Attention!
Turn around!
Five steps forward!
Women stay there.
Stop there.
Excuse me...
You know Vaszelka's killed more people than I have.
Therefore I am absolved.
And Vaszelka has been found.
Take off his hood.
Yes.
Go over to that row.
Stop.
Come here.
Help him.
Walk along here.
Know anyone here?
No.
Then walk along again.
Put that down.
Go on.
Come here.
Know anyone now?
No.
Excuse me! I know someone who belongs to S�ndor!
Juli!
Run!
One...two...one...two...
Come on.
Sit down.
Attention!
Right, left, stop!
This way! To the right, left!
Halt!
Take off your hoods!
Let's go!
They are dead! They are dead!
Restore order.
Everyone settle down. Hear me?
Form a square.
Let's go, let's go.
Faster!
Move it. Let's go!
Bring that man over here.
Come here.
Which one of them is S�ndor?
Sir, he's not here.
S�ndor is not at the fort.
Had he been here, I'd have reported it long ago.
You would have? Are you certain of that?
It's in my interests.
So you're quite certain he's not at the fort?
He is not.
But if you'd like, I'll find out where he is.
The girl has died.
You're to find someone who belongs to S�ndor.
Understand?
Yes, sir.
You help him.
Bastard!
Go to hell!
I beg your pardon.
I'm frightened. Please protect me.
We'll protect you.
Sit down over there.
Hand out the provisions.
Sir, they usually get that in their cells.
Now they'll get it here.
Over to the wall. Sit in groups of five.
Come on, hurry up. Sit down.
One...two...three...five...
Come to the front.
Move your feet.
Go to the front.
To the front.
You get going, too.
Sit down.
Escort that man up.
Put him in that one. In number two.
Bring him out.
- They've strangled him. - That was obvious.
Which two cells did we leave open last night?
- Apart from Gajdor's? - Of course.
This one...
...and that one.
You.
Are you Mihaly Lovas Sr.?
Mihaly Kabai Lovas.
Did you leave your cell today?
No.
No?
Right. Go over there.
- Mihaly Kabai Lovas Jr.? - Yes.
- Did you leave your cell? - No.
No, right. Come inside.
We left two cell doors open last night.
It was either one or both of you.
Who killed him?
I asked, who killed him?
Not me.
Not me.
Right.
Both of you should be hanged.
But we'll only hang one.
One man for another.
Think about who killed J�nos Gajdor.
Come back.
You, too.
You too?
No.
No.
Right.
So you won't admit it. What I said, will happen.
We'll hang one of you.
Choose.
Is S�ndor here?
No.
Is S�ndor here?
No.
Good.
Go inside and think about if he's here or not.
Close the door.
Father, do you know S�ndor?
You know him, too.
I don't.
You do.
You've seen him. You've seen him many times.
Is he inside here?
No.
- Are you certain? - I am.
Come outside.
You stay here.
I'd like to say something, please.
I'll show you who S�ndor is. If you will reprieve me.
If both of us are reprieved.
Very well.
If you show me S�ndor, I'll reprieve both of you.
- Want their hoods off? - That's not necessary.
Found him?
Show me.
- So, is it him? - Yes.
S�ndor was very brave in '48.
His entire gang joined Kossuth with S�ndor as captain.
It was once reported to him that two from his gang
had attacked a merchant and assaulted his wife.
S�ndor summoned the two men.
He waited for them with his pistol loaded.
When the two lads appeared, S�ndor shot them.
Then he shouted loudly:
"That is outlaw's honour!"
They never stole as Kossuth's soldiers.
How do you know S�ndor?
I saw him in '67.
I came out to the field. He even spoke to me.
He visited us last year. I served the wine.
I saw him this year, too.
That's not S�ndor.
You know that, as well.
S�ndor is not in the fort.
Take him away.
Come on.
Go inside.
Excuse me.
I strangled that man.
Come out.
Repeat it.
I killed him.
You're both lying.
You're lying, you're lying.
Both of you should be hanged.
But I stand by what I said.
Only one.
Choose.
- This is the longer one. - Please...
I beg of you.
I'll tell you who killed him.
- So it wasn't you. - No, sir.
I just opened the door.
I opened it, waited while he did it, then went back.
My son didn't leave his cell all night.
Very well, come and show me who it was.
That's him.
Well?
I killed him.
How?
His son came to my cell during the night.
He opened it.
He took my place and waited while I did it.
Then he locked me in.
So it was not him?
You're all lying.
Take them away.
Stand there.
The chains.
Men, the chains!
Turn your backs.
Stand up.
Kabai, stand up. Don't you hear?
Hear that? It's music.
Put it down here.
Put it next to it in a row.
Put that down, too.
Put it there.
Put it there!
Take the rest.
Good, good.
Boots, over here!
Company, halt!
Get undressed.
You go.
You too.
You too.
Line up!
March!
On the double, to the right!
On the left, and march!
Assemble!
Attention!
Clear!
Section, halt!
Load!
Fire!
Up!
Halt!
Load!
Fire!
One, one, two, one...
Halt!
Sir Warden!
I'd like to wash up.
Hear that, J�zsi? He wants to wash up!
What about the rest of you?
That's enough, Torma.
Perhaps you would care to report.
I humbly report: two guards and three prisoners.
What is this? Why are you all still here?
There were no other orders.
Everyone must join up.
But they are hard cases.
Everyone. Even the hard cases.
They're part of S�ndor's gang!
Even so, everyone must.
Let's go!
Let's go.
Wait there.
I humbly report.
Bring them here.
- Name? - Mihaly Kabai Lovas Jr.
- Were you a soldier? - No.
And you?
I was, sir. In '48.
- Where did you serve? - With the rebels.
Were you a rebel?
I was in the cavalry.
Sir, I was also a cavalry rebel.
This is rare. Still have the skills?
It's not possible to forget them, sir.
I've never witnessed it.
Would you show me?
If there is a horse.
There is.
- Any choice? - Maybe.
- Saddlery, too? - Whatever you like. Come on.
Help yourselves.
This one.
I don't need a saddle.
Halt!
Give that to me.
Stop!
Stop it.
Give it to them.
That was beautiful, my friend.
You are an expert!
Would you form a corps like that?
A cavalry troop?
Yes, but not with him in it.
Company, halt!
Left side!
Keep in line!
Did they all come together?
Yes, from the fort.
- All of them? - Yes.
- Any sick? - No.
Go ahead.
Him.
Him too.
Come here!
Line up at the back.
Kocs.
Vac.
Tuske.
You too.
Him too.
Go on.
Join them.
Those from Szeged.
Pali.
Line up! One, two, three, four.
Are they all here?
There are some more.
Palk�.
Beke.
Istvan.
J�zsi Jr.
Are they all the former ones?
Yes, they are.
- Are they all alive? - No.
At the time, many died in Damjanich's army.
And since then, at the fort, too. Imre Vaszelka as well.
So those who are alive...
...they are all here?
Yes.
Line up according to height!
You, too.
So now they're all here.
S�ndor is still missing.
He won't come, anyway.
- Of course, he will. - Never mind!
Sir, I humbly report that the troops are assembled.
Men!
From the Commander in Chief:
His Majesty Ferenc Jozsef I
Emperor of Austria by the grace of God
Apostolic King of Hungary
pardons the gang leader S�ndor
in his absence.
Lajos Kossuth sent a message
that his regiment is spent.
If he sends that message again
we must all go.
Long live Hungarian liberty!
Long live our homeland!
The rest of the troop
will get their just punishment.
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