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Slovak Film Distribution in Bratislava presents

Jozef Kroner in the film

PACHO, THE BRIGAND OF HYBE

Story by: Screenplay by:

Edited by: Sound:

Music recorded by FISYO, conducted by:

Featuring:

Produced by SLOVAK FILM STUDIOS BRATISLAVA

Executive Producer:

Director of Photography:

Directed by:

Poor or rich, all people are alike.

Both rich and poor Shall leave for eternity.

They all laboured hard, They all shall die,

Whatever road they take They will in the end face death.

To work! Corvée!

To work! Corvée!

John, Andrew! Come on, they are calling!

To work! Corvée!

At the King Ridge There is a green tree,

Its top is leaning downwards, Its top is leaning downwards,

Its top is leaning down to the Slovak ground.

Forging, are you?

Yes, I am. And you, where to?

Home.

It's nice to go home sometimes.

Don't you remember me? I'm PACHO Matrtay.

I see now, it is you! You've grown up.

Have I?

Well, in fact, not much.

It is hard to grow tall if you live in poverty.

Your father and brothers don't expect you to come back.

Your mother does. She used to go to church to beg God.

And what about my Annie, does she?

The one from the village of Lehota.

Well, I must be going. It's not good to be seen sitting around like this.

The young count Erdody comes to the meadows often.

If he finds me here, I'll be in trouble.

Why? You are not a serf.

That is what bothers him.

Since the old count died he has gone wild.

Like a devil unleashed. Well, good-bye.

And my Annie?

Annie, Mary, Susie, they are all alike. Good-bye.

PACHO, you are back'.?

These would be count Erdody's serfs, am I right?

Yes, Your Grace.

This would be peasants on Corvée, am I right?

Corvée, Your Grace!

I don't think this is work!

Neither do I.

Move! Come on, to work!

- Soldier! - Yes, Sir!

You ass!

Of course, Your Grace... the problem is that...

Silence! Do people still work here this way? Gypsy!

Here we are, sir. Which one now?

Show the fool how to work!

Please, we cannot work, we're all very ill.

Who asks you to work? Play!

We'll play for count Erdody's serfs!

Play faster!

You, with the hoes, move!

Up and down! Up...

That's what I call work! A treat for the eye!

Soldier, don't you know a faster one?

I have sown rye, but it won't be mine...

Come on! Play louder!

You see? Where is count Erdody?

I don't know. At this time...

Tell him that count Nyari sends him his best regards.

Tell him the wagons from Vienna are on their way'.

Yes, Your Grace!

And that I am looking forward to the ball!

Matrtay! Your PACHO is back!

My God, I knew it!

I had a dream! I knew it!

What? Our son PACHO?

Andrew, John, do you hear?

It is high time. We have done enough of his work.

Well now... Look!

Matthew, you're here!?

What's going on?

Have mercy, sir...

I need some wood!

Here I am, your humble servant...

You lazy dog!

My daughter went to do my work!

You bastard, how dare you!?

Here, please!

Look, well now!

- Give me the whip! - I will certainly not.

- Give me the whip! - Go to hell!

Here's the whip. Here you are, Your Grace. Go on!

It hurts! Ouch, that hurts!

Here. Hit me!

Help yourself, Your Grace!

We are good people.

God... God...

God-fearing.

Well now...

We wouldn't hurt a fly.

Not even a fly. Why should we?

I think it's going to rain...

What nonsense?

Well now... the sky is clear.

Where is he?

Catch him'.

He must be hungry, he's shaking.

He seems like a nice chap.

Well, will you join us?

No, no.

Handsome, nice figure.

As straight as a rod...

Well now... his muscles are like... well...

Like his own mother's child.

No, no...

He's one of us already!

How's that? I am going home. I haven't been there for a long time.

You beat up a nobleman, you can't go home.

Am I a brigand now?

Are you armed?

Join us then!

As a captain only.

First you'd have to test your strength against me.

Let's test him.

Stop me if you can!

Well now!

Silence them if you can.

Silence!

Shut up!

Will you shut up?!

Come on!

You can go on now!

Have you got nothing stronger?

Cat's piss!

Gunpowder.

Here, captain!

You did that... well now... on purpose?

Well...

Noble wagons on the road! They must be loaded with gold!

- Where? - Not far from Vazec!

Mount the horses!

We don't have any!

Let's run then!

How shall we do that?

I'll whistle a signal and you try to manage somehow.

I know what to do. Kill them all!

I can whistle too.

Stop! Later.

Just showing you I can.

No violence.

If you insist, you can kick or slap them.

We'll take up positions in the village where they won't see us.

John, when they're close, shout: Halt, a thousand bullets!

They'll get scared and flee. Will you remember?

Sure I will. You'll hide, I shout: Halt, three hundred bullets!

One thousand. Three hundred are not enough.. Let's go.

Halt, three hundred bullets!

Halt, three hundred bullets!

Halt, one thousand bullets!

Halt, one thousand three hundred bullets! Are you deaf?

Why don't you stop? Can't you see I'm a brigand?

Damn you!

PACHO, where are you? They don't believe me'.

Let's go!

What's going on in here?

Tie him up!

What are you doing, damn it?!

People, come here!

Come! We're giving out money!

What kind of money is this?

Where's the gold?

We know nothing about any gold, mister brigand.

This is for count Erdody for his birthday ball.

- Ball? - Ball.

They are hosting a ball!

We'll be the first to have some fun.

Old chap, show the ones from Vienna how to play for dancing.

People, everything is yours!

PACHO! Here...

We shall deliver this to HYBE to my mother.

Damn it, blast it, bloody hell!

What happened?

Brigands killed us all, sir.

- What? All? - To the last man!

My beautiful gowns!

Designed in Vienna! Look, honey, what they've done to them!

It can be washed!

They're all torn!

It can be stitched together!

It is useless now. Good for the fire!

Good idea.

Look!

I did not expect to see you again.

The other day I had a dream that the earth opened.

Then I knew you would come back.

I'll fetch some milk.

How far have you been?

As far as Constantinople, father.

Is it far?

On foot, you wouldn't get there in one year.

In the middle of nowhere.

While you were wandering around we worked hard.

He's been through a lot too!

Have some milk?

He runs off to the world and when he comes back to join the bandits.

That's easy!

Shut up! Where there's noblemen, there must be bandits too.

- Am I right? - Yes, you are.

The nights in the mountains are cold.

They warm themselves up somehow, won't they?

To your health.

To yours, father.

I must begin to pillage. They made me their captain.

The fellows need me, I can't let them down.

But one day I'll leave the hills and get married.

I wonder if there's a girl waiting for you!

Fire!

Well now... Vazec is on fire!

- Who set it on fire? - Count Erdody.

- PACHO, Vazec is on fire! - Gunpowder!

- What? Here it is! - Let's go then!

You didn't drink your milk!

Don't worry, mother, I'll be back. You take care!

Bandits! Scum of the earth!

Countess Palffy says, brigands smoke such strong tobacco

that it dazes women.

Darling, she has never seen a living brigand in her life.

Why, have you?

I killed more than the number of fingers on both my hands.

What does a brigand look like? Tell me, please.

Nothing peculiar. Brutes.

Brutes, you say!?

Dirty and unshaven, hairy, scruffy men.

Hairy? On their chests too?

Their chests too. They are hairy on their whole body. Like monkeys.

What a birthday... in an old dress!

I was so looking forward to the ball!

Don't cry, my dear, I'll give you whatever you want.

Whatever? I want a brigand then!

All right. I'll catch you one alive.

Stop!

Hold this!

- Your Grace! - What happened, Geyza?

Fire, Your Grace!

Fire! I'll be happy to take a look.

Darling, I'll be right back.

Your Grace! Heavens... It's on fire'.

I know, I see.

An impressive fire that is.

Huge, Your Grace.

It looks like a big building, doesn't it?

Yes, sir. It's the biggest one around.

The biggest one around here is my château!

It was, Your Grace. It was.

Our château!

Don't worry, darling. We still have the Turnany Castle left.

I was getting tired of this one anyway.

Oh, what a lovely fire!

Absolutely. It is a... well now... tragedy!

Damn it, blast it, bloody hell!

Who was it?

PACHO, the brigand of HYBE!

Water, water!

I'll get him alive!

Come on! More water!

He blew a little, and it was on fire! Well now, I swear!

Not even in hell do fires burn so nicely!

How do you know what it's like in hell? You've never been there.

Not me. My grandma told me.

Here's to our PACHO!

Long live captain PACHO!

You too, my dear boys'.

And remember: God strikes injustice with lightning,

and a young man with bullets!

He is right, I swear!

If it is not enough, noble lords, we can go on!

If we want to, we'll set all the castles of the world on fire!

- All over the world? - Yes!

- The one in Lehota too? - Too.

Not only in Lehota! In Hradok too!

And Revuca... Well now?

We can set fires at the world's end too. Even in Kezmarok.

Do you know where the world's end is? Have you been there?

Not me, my grandma told me.

She says there is a long fence and behind it... nothing.

Not true!

There is water at the world's end. And then another water.

Further away is yet a third water.

Behind the third water, all the way there is the fence you mentioned.

So much water? I don't believe it!

If you know everything, PACHO, say something wise.

Don't make compromises in your life as long as you're not stabbed with a knife!

Now it's your turn.

You see... Let's have a dinner party!

If they piss me off, I'll set their fence on fire too.

Oh, my dear Annie, where are you?

What? How...?

People of HYBE, you pay for your mistake.

Well, sweethearts, did you have sweet dreams?

You're Pacho's father, aren't you? And his brothers...?

I'm only a distant relative.

My grandmother's cousin's husband...

Hush!

How is your dear son PACHO doing?

He's a rascal, Your Grace!

Scoundrel, that's what he is!

A pagan, let him be damned wherever he is!

Good, that's enough!

What does PACHO look like? Tall?

Who knows. He may have grown up a little.

Does he smoke a pipe?

- Perhaps he does. - One like this?

Maybe.

- What does he wear on his head? - A hat, sir.

- One like this? - Exactly.

Does he wear a belt?

Yes, he does. Otherwise he would lose his trousers.

Down with his trousers!

- Does he dance folk dances? - Yes, he does.

How? Show me!

Enough. Let's go!

- Is he hairy? - Yes, he is.

- His chest too? - That too.

That's the last thing we needed... We shall be cold in here.

Erdody! It's you!?

Silence!

Father!

My dear brothers! Here I am!

Defending your lord in the morning here's the reward in the evening.

Untie them!

Don't worry, I, the brigands' captain, shall not let you down!

- Come here! - Yes, father?

Off with your trousers!

Father!

The brigands' captain is coming!

Oh my, he's pillaged a lot of gold and things, look!

We aren't scared when PACHO is with us.

He is said to have set three manor houses on fire!

His trousers burnt there too.

Where are your trousers?

He is the famous brigand! All the lords are scared to death!

Hands up, trousers down!

Gunpowder! No! Mount the horses!

- But... - I know. Let's run then!

Load!

Shoot the lords with gunpowder liquor! Fire!

Halt!

Halt! Well now!

- Well now! - What's up?

A messenger is here to see you.

Let him enter.

Well now...

Highly esteemed brigands' captain, our dear PACHO!

I am coming on behalf of counts Eszterhazy, Bathory,

Nadazsdy, Erdody, Palffy,

Bruget, Revay, the Bocskays,

distinguished counts and barons of the Orava and Liptov Regions

who would like to come and see you for a friendly talk.

Well now!

Let them come.

- Well now... with their daughters and wives. - Daughters and wives...

Without soldiers, otherwise there shall be a lot of havoc!

Havoc... without soldiers...

There is no tobacco.

Sad, I understand. No tobacco.

You'll get some.

Well, leave in the name of God.

Listen! Next time dress up when you come see the captain.

- I kiss your hand. - I kiss ya hand.

- I bow low. - I bow low.

- Good afternoon. - Good afternoon.

- Good day. - Good day.

- I love you. - I love you.

I shall give you all my love.

I heard they have hairy chests like monkeys'.

How do you know that so well, Countess?

He must be hanged!

When they look at you it gives you the creeps!

I hear they also bite.

I hear they are wild and rip women's clothes of right away'.

Wonderful... I mean... terrible!

Oh my God, can you imagine?

Who is to speak?

I propose Count Forgacs.

My vocabulary is poor.

Correspondence, that is something different.

Baron Banfy could do that.

Out of the question, gentlemen.

I suffered a serious shock when I was a child.

I lose my memory in high altitudes.

Well, what about Count Seredy?

Me? By no means! I don't know a word in Slovak!

Gentlemen! I'll speak.

He's my serf. You all wait as we agreed.

They're coming!

They're coming!

- Well now... - Come on! Usher us in!

Well now...

Well now...

Have we got the privilege to speak to PACHO, the brigands' captain?

Right. Take a seat, please, Mr...

What...? You don't know me? Erdody!

Oh, I see. The Erdody who had the manor house down there?

Absolutely. Now, enough of talk!

All right. Sit down, gentlemen.

Count Orszag.

Count Kanizsay.

Count Forgacs.

Szeredy.

Count Szentivanyi.

- I am Erdody. - I know.

- He should be hanged! - Nice to meet you. PACHO.

Stop the polite nonsense, damn it!

Please, Your Grace, if possible,

do not use the phrase "damn it". Mind the ladies.

I am sorry.

Bravo! It is nice in here. Cosy.

Will you spend the winter here or do you plan to leave for the south?

It depends. There's still a lot of work to do.

He must be hanged!

Would you like some Tokai wine, madam?

Tokai? Here, in the cave?

If you wish you can be served on the meadow.

The year of 1703.

1703? I remember. That is all right.

- Well now... - Well now... madam...

How was the walk up the hill? I'm afraid it's a little steep, isn't it?

We were somewhat out of breath. But the fresh air...!

I saw wild strawberries are ripening nearby.

We have noticed too. You can pick some on your way down.

To your health, captain!

To me!

And how have you been? Everything all right I hope?

Our house has been destroyed by fire.

You don't say! What a shame!

You like fire, don't you.

Fire is a good servant but a bad master.

There was a fire at our place too!

Everything burnt down?

All in ashes.

And that's not all.

There is so little now to live on here.

You should stop robbing and starting fires, dear PACHO.

We need a place to live too!

Do you want to buy me for money?

No, we don't. We want to settle our affair to avoid a tragedy.

It may happen.

You must mend your ways, gentlemen!

We shall see!

Dear PACHO, the brigand of HYBE, you're trapped! Let's go!

Damn it, blast it, bloody hell!

Now, your soldiers lie on the ground like wood in the forest.

You're right, you're trapped.

Slovak brigands rob the rich and give to the poor.

Fellows!

I am not satisfied with your noble manners, gentlemen!

The rich treat the poor like the wolf does the ram,

therefore do not join the company of the rich if you don't have to.

Don't go if he calls you, you shall be happy without him.

We'll give everything to the needy there is no shame in being poor.

We can pay due respect to guests like you'.

Humble hearts have humble desires. A long tongue-a short hand.

Dance with the ladies, fellows!

What has my boy got in his shirt?

Stop it, madam, it tickles!

Bite me!

No... no...

Stop annoying me!

Why are you scratching me? I'll pinch you!

Take me! Do whatever you want with me!

No, no...

That's all I need! She wanted to violate me!

Pigs! I couldn't look my Annie in the eye!

It's time to go home.

Annie!

My dear Annie!

I thought you were not like this.

I had waited for you for fourteen years.

I have known Mike for seven only.

You know how much work there is around the house.

Our lords have no mercy.

That's it, the lords are to blame!

There's many rivers in the world, Another man is with my girl.

I wish he were dead, And I could be in her bed.

Oh, lords, wait! You'll see something!

Hello there! I am here to complain.

Listen, God, although you should already know all this.

I have fought but never hurt a weaker one.

I have not lied, or betrayed, and have always been faithful.

I only robbed the rich,

and gave everything to the poor.

I even began robbing but the lords are to blame.

You yourself can see from above the poverty we live in.

As for my sins... I have almost none.

Even my beloved is unfaithful to me!

And my father slapped me!

And my brothers... I'd rather you didn't ask!

What do you say? Nothing?

I bet you are on their side!

I will show the lords something! I shall set all their houses on fire!

I'll show something to you too, Lord!

Gunpowder liquor!

Quiet!

He has set two of my mansions on fire! Put it down!

And stole my horses!

He stole my cows and sheep!

He has violated and abused our wives!

That is true!

He humiliates us by his pride!

Be quiet!

Write he is very tall. That will sound credibly!

When attacking he is strong like two squadrons! Write.

As if he were shooting with his eyes!

And he has eyes like a boar'.

And the nose like a pig's snout!

In a word, a monster!

Be silent!

Don't worry, everything is written down.

As for PACHO, our empress Maria Theresa will take care of him.

Merciless brigand named PACHO has been rampaging in Upper Hungary.

He sets our houses on fire, and seduces our wives and daughters.

He turns the people of our villages against you.

He keeps escaping us.

If it goes on like this who knows how we will end up.

When he gets us he may also set out for Vienna.

Therefore we humbly ask you to send us an army, Your Majesty.

Your loyal servants from Upper Hungary, that is, from Slovakia.

Slovakia... Slovakia...

HYBE... HYBE... Where is HYBE?

In Upper Hungary, called Slovakia.

Here, this is Transylvania, and here... this is Galicia.

Slovakia... Slovakia... Where is it?

A Liptov Region.

Liptov.

Your Majesty, there are some bricklayers here.

From the Liptov Region, I think.

Joey!

Joe, where are you?

Morning, Your Majesty.

Are you a bricklayer from Liptov?

Yes, Majesty, from Liptov, from the village called Vychodna.

And do you know where HYBE is?

Yes, I do, Your Majesty.

Not far from Vychodna, at a stone's throw.

Wow, what heaven in my mouth!

Do you know PACHO, the brigand from Liptov?

Of course! Your Majesty, I used to graze sheep with him.

Sheep?

Tell me. Is he like you?

Like me.

Even taller. He is robust, strong...

Stronger than you?

Much stronger.

And what about his nose?

Twice as big as mine, Majesty. And he is a great rascal.

You shall deliver him a letter. But...

Come on, Joe! Stop it!

I send you many greetings.

- What... - What what? Well now...

What do you do? How are you?

I need a strong man like you here in Vienna,

at the imperial and royal court, by my side.

- And therefore... - Go on reading!

- What's next? - I'm embarrassed.

Why should you... well now... be embarrassed...

- I'm too shy. - Read, don't worry'.

She wants me for her husband.

Has she ever seen you?

Tell the empress I do not want to get married.

In that case I'm not going back there.

Otherwise Her Majesty would persecute me too much.

Where is PACHO?

I must get him! I want him!

Where is PACHO?

No message! No hint!

Not a word back!

What dares he? I am the head of Austria-Hungary!

It is an offence of my majesty!

I want him! Slovakia! Liptov! HYBE!

I'll destroy it all!

Here is his signature.

I want him alive.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Oh yes, this is no life.

Drinking spirits, or water you have the same leak.

Because you are incontinent!

- I don't think so. - What about Susan?

Susan has almost no tits. Mary's are the biggest.

When a sheep swells, not even God can help.

A shepherd under Pipitka Hill can cure swollen sheep.

I don't believe. Once it is swollen, that's it.

There's a reward of a thousand guldens on Pacho's head.

Reward? I don't care.

We have set many mansions on fire but forgot Szentivany's.

- All right. Tomorrow is a day too. - Absolutely!

I'll go to town in the morning, betray him, grab the money,

drop in to Susan's, and will be back by nightfall.

I may be the captain again.

Once we wanted to kill a pig but could not catch it.

Pigs slip out of your hands easily.

- Do you understand, gentlemen? - No'.

Once more. We are here. PACHO and his men are here!

Where am I?

Here. Be careful!

PACHO is no dwarf.

He is a giant like Hercules. Do you understand?

No!

Again! We are here...

Let me be!

General, I'm here to tell you where to find PACHO.

Where is he?

In the mountains. On the Honey Meadow among the cliffs.

How tall is PACHO?

- Up to my shoulders. - Shoulders?

A short man. Where shall I be given the reward?

I would like to buy a mare on the market.

You're a liar! PACHO is like Hercules!

Tie him and throw him in the dungeon!

I told you everything!

You will pay for this!

PACHO is short! You can step over him!

Let me go!

- Do you understand, gentlemen? - No'.

Once again then. We are here...

Run! It's a whole army!

We are damned!

Don't worry, fellows! Come here!

We'll manage if we stick together.

Take up your positions. Everybody knows what to do.

If it turns out badly we shall hide in the cave-they won't find us in there.

Let's have some gunpowder liquor now!

- Good luck, PACHO. - To you too, my boys.

From the right! What is wrong? Go!

Take them from the right, and you, straight up to them!

What is it?

A ball!

PACHO! Watch out!

Fire!

Look for them!

Go on, search!

Don't worry! They won't find us here before next spring.

They chased me over fields and meadows. We are trapped!

Take it easy, we'll escape through the hole in the back.

Gunpowder liquor!

All gone.

Let's go!

Good evening, gentlemen.

Which of you is the giant, the Hercules, the famous PACHO?

That is me.

PACHO is like this! Out!

Tie them up. Off to Spilberg prison with them!

You heard, well now... they are taking us to Spilberg.

Good, I've never seen it yet.

Don't hurt them! It's me, I am PACHO, the brigand of HYBE.

I swear, it's him!

You are too short. And you'll be even shorter.

We must catch PACHO alive.

It is really him, the brigand of HYBE.

Do you want to be dug in, too?

- No. - So kick him!

If all ends well, we'll meet at the market in Levoca!

Boys, where's my PACHO?

Don't worry, they'll never catch PACHO.

- Mother! - Dear Mum!

Good luck, Mother!

Don't be silly, I am a living head.

Come here, there is a head here!

Well, you are a head, aren't you?

Indeed, I am. A living head.

- They forgot about you and left? - As you see.

Thank you. What is your name?

They call me PACHO. Yes, indeed. PACHO.

But that's me. I am PACHO, the brigand of HYBE.

Oh no! You are a head! I am PACHO, the brigand of HYBE!

At the King Ridge There is a green tree,

At the King Ridge There is a green tree,

- Can you hear that? - Yes, I can.

The whip...

What a wonderful cracking sound.

Its top is leaning down to the Slovak ground.

THE END