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- Praise the Lord. - Forever.

Can't sleep?

We're out of oil.

I'll go by the mines before they start.

You're Eva's bastard, aren't you?

Tell your mother I'll have the banns called.

We're out of oil.

Like I promised.

I only need you, Mother.

What are you doing here?

Don't like your new father?

Here she is, sulking.

They should've married her.

Her mother already had a child at her age.

She could've ended up just like her.

Move over.

She's still awake. Wait.

Let her watch.

But keep it quiet, will you?

Let me see you.

No slamming doors in my house.

Don't slam the door.

"Lady of an esteemed German household in Prague…

will hire a maid

diligent in her handiwork,

who understands German.

A train ticket…

will be sent in advance."

Will I ever see you again?

Go to sleep.

Say your prayers.

Be good, even when I'm far away.

I will, Mother.

The emperor sees everything, even if you're a good girl.

New maid?

Yes.

Come now.

THE CHAMBERMAID

Where are you from?

You speak Hungarian?

Only say: Yes, Milady. Yes, Milord.

Hurry up.

Wipe your shoes.

Resi, that's awful to hear.

Help me up, Bora.

I said don't fight.

New maid, Milady.

Is she mute?

You have to listen.

Stealing gets you fired. Understood?

Yes, Milady.

Well, she speaks. Maybe she sings too.

Can you sing?

Let's hear.

Well.

Five years they built a gate

Many young lads met their fate

Those were the times

Of lads in the mines

From pub to bed and back to the mine

- Bravo! Like a nightingale. - Go.

Not bad, huh?

Resi, put it down. You'll get fat,

and I'll be stuck with you.

You'll stay here with me.

Jancsi brought your bed upstairs, and Bora aired your bedding.

Are you afraid of mice?

No.

Do you bleed yet?

All women bleed unless pregnant, but I don't think that's much of a relief.

How many siblings do you have?

Before, it was just me and my mother,

but she got married so people wouldn't say she's whoring around.

The widower brought his three children, and Mother is now pregnant with another.

You're fond of your mother, aren't you?

Remember the first dream you have here.

First dreams in new places come true.

Štefan, come eat!

Let me see.

Be nice. Nobody needs a sad maid.

The lordship doesn't come down here. Watch your step.

I turn and the cat's on the table. You should've drowned it.

This is Kristína, the cook. Kristína cooks.

The cook usually cooks.

Mommy has finally sent her bastard away?

Jancsi and Istvan maintain the garden and the house.

I'm Štefan. Fuck Istvan.

Screw you.

Doesn't hurt as much. It's probably numbed.

Kristína, you're the best cook. Best in Prague, I swear.

Don't choke on it.

Come over sometime, we'll fool around a bit.

They're up. Let's go.

Jesus, our gracious protector, be with thy Father

and the Spirit that comforts us, now and in eternity.

- Amen. - Amen.

Go.

Come.

Come on.

Laundry.

What's ragged gets put aside.

You mustn't mix up Milady's pillows with Milord's. We'd get into trouble.

Hers are scented. Even embroidered. Look.

The laundry room. Here we make our soap.

Use it sparingly so it doesn't stink of lye every Friday. Go.

Put some lavender in there. Don't let the moths feed on it.

- What? - Nothing.

Milady sees every smudge. You must polish it.

And always be quiet. You cannot be heard.

Bora is vexed.

She wanted to cook, but Kristína cooks better.

Air the room every morning.

They fart through the night.

Piss comes off with vinegar and oil.

What are you doing?

Hold the pot like a vase full of flowers.

They can't think their shit stinks as bad as ours.

Líza!

- Is it laundry day? - Not until Friday.

- No, it's today. - Yes, ma'am.

I have to do everything myself.

She's so full of it.

"I have to do everything myself."

She wants toilets inside, but Master says shit belongs outside.

Praised be Jesus Christ.

Anka, what do you have here?

Štefan is just fooling around. He'll go with anyone who puts out.

Even with Kristína?

You mischief.

Kristína was never with anyone. She's still a virgin. And always will be.

Who would like her? Neither tits nor ass.

Missy sleeps until nine. On purpose.

And when she's up, she only lounges and reads.

Or not even that.

She's waiting for a prince on a white horse to come for her.

Líza, how do you know all this?

You're just…

A maid?

Finally. Knock.

Go.

Good morning.

Where's my brooch?

It was just here.

Did you steal it?

Confess and I won't call the police.

Show me your hands.

Take the apron off.

Undress.

Here it is.

I must've forgotten.

Why are you still here?

Get out.

Praise be to God, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, a world without end.

God give health to my mother

and to the noble family

and to the emperor.

Amen.

You haven't told me what you dreamt of the first night.

Anka!

Líza will give me a pin.

I'll pin this butterfly to the wall with it.

Bon appétit.

Bon appétit.

Please.

Thank you.

Spoon in your right hand.

Elbows.

- How are you sitting? - How am I sitting?

I'll have a mirror brought in here so you can see yourself.

This meat is tough and inedible.

Put the tough parts aside.

Líza, get the books.

That won't be necessary.

I'm sitting upright now.

You're not.

Those two. Quick.

Nothing helps, no matter how much I tell you to sit up.

- You like it? - Yes.

Resi, imagine Austria-Hungary as this house.

Solid.

High quality.

Indestructible.

And you're the emperor, Papa?

Yes. And my children and your mother are the most important state ministries.

Books are schools, and what are the paintings?

The books and jewelry are cultural heritage.

Cities are rooms, and the garden is the Alps.

And the kitchen?

The kitchen is the material reserves.

And the fence is the borders.

I see you understand.

Go now.

So when your mother gives you an order, it's like a new law from the emperor.

At first, it might seem as a restriction, but-- Resi.

It is a system.

A system we live in.

Where's my pipe?

Here it is, Milord.

I'm always here when you need something.

I'll do anything you need.

For Christ's sake.

It won't come out any easier if you bruise your hands.

Stifling hot.

Let Anka use lemon.

Lemons are expensive.

The water has to be cold or it will shrink.

Stop bawling.

You're not the first or the last maid.

Being a maid is not the worst thing that could happen to you.

Easy for you to say, Kristína.

You don't have to run up and down,

nobody tells you everything you do is shit

and that you're helpless and stupid.

Stupid?

Let me tell you something.

The lordship has no secrets to hide from the servants.

We know everything about them. You, me, Štefan, Líza.

We know what they eat, what they drink, when they sleep, who they sleep with.

We know who comes to visit.

We know when they bleed, when they're sick.

What they write and to whom.

But they don't know a thing about us.

Your secrets remain yours.

Now tell me who the stupid one is.

Up so early?

Couldn't sleep?

Thinking about your sweetheart?

Do you have one?

Pretty, isn't it?

They call it the French garden.

The French came up with it.

This is how they like it.

Who did you leave behind at home?

My dear mother.

No sweetheart?

There were 12 of us at home. Like apostles.

My brother left for America and never gave a shit about us again.

So I thought I'd come to Prague. We're one monarchy after all.

Even if the lads bad-mouthed him.

The emperor.

Too old, out of touch.

Can you read?

"Slovak-born Milan Štefánik, astronomy graduate

of the Karl Ferdinand University in Prague.

Presently an astronomer and scientist in Paris.

Here photographed during ascent to Mont Blanc in the Alps.

Highest mountain on the European continent."

Why would he climb so high?

Maybe for the view.

I like this view.

Of you.

I have laundry to do.

Playing hard to get.

They're here.

- Burn this. - Yes.

Anka, get over here. Dry their shoes.

Welcome.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- What do you have there? - Mother!

Clean it yourself then.

Upstairs?

How many stairs is it?

A thousand.

This way, gentlemen.

Beautiful.

Son of a retired post office clerk and a mother with a scandalous reputation.

Do you really believe he's a good match for our only daughter?

Why? Why him?

Why not Johan with 5,000 hectares of land

or Dolf with a house across the street from Hofburg?

Such visitors in our house! Finally.

Welcome.

You keep getting younger and younger.

Me? Oh, dear, you don't age.

Please, have a seat.

Charming personality.

Resi. My daughter Resi.

Resi, play something for Gustav.

Don't be shy.

Resi practices every day.

Apparently, your son does too.

Beautiful couple, wouldn't you agree?

You'll look like a princess.

A little more.

Anka, your hands are stronger.

Yes, Milady.

Here.

Exhale and don't breathe.

I said don't breathe.

Let me see.

All eyes will be on you.

What is it?

Say thank you to Anka.

- Thank you. - Good.

This is unsustainable.

Austria-Hungary is the largest state in Europe.

Population of 53 million, speaking a multitude of languages.

You're forgetting Russia, sir.

Russia is not Europe.

What if after the demise of the emperor, the archduke, as the future Francis II,

will really transform the Austro-Hungarian monarchy

into a federation of Great Austrian states?

I wouldn't speak of the emperor's demise. Not even in theory.

He's 84. And d'Este truly intends to abolish state dualism.

Nonsense! Another.

Líza, what are you doing?

…four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…

How much longer are they going to yell?

I'd slit their throats.

Have they stolen anything?

Wouldn't be a surprise.

Kristína, can I?

I'm starving.

Have nothing better to do?

What nonsense are you reading now?

Beautiful! About a lord falling in love with his maid.

Fairy tales.

How do you know? Nobody ever wanted you.

Envious old maid.

Now I won't know how it ends.

It always ends badly, Líza. That I know.

They'll write about me one day. You'll see.

I'll be in the newspaper.

Fools.

Wrong.

You want it?

Resi?

Have you seen Resi?

I asked your father if I could speak to you in private.

Where will you live after the wedding, Miss Resi?

Here.

Father wants us to stay here.

There's enough room.

Now with Gustav here, they finally won't give me orders.

Do you like Master Gustav?

Do you?

He's quite like Milord.

They say women choose husbands resembling their fathers.

Don't you?

I don't have a father.

What's it like?

Have you done it yet?

With a man?

Come here.

Say hi to Miss.

Anka?

What is Gustav going to do with me tomorrow?

What all men do.

But what's it going to be like?

Could you find out for me?

Come tell me after.

Štefan?

Well, do what you have to.

Wait, okay.

It's bearable.

Really?

Doesn't take too long.

Show me.

Good morning, Jancsi.

Well, sure looks like you had pleasant dreams.

You look like a dream yourself.

I didn't get much sleep.

You rascal.

Will I be able to breathe?

Would it be possible to make the dress a bit shorter?

No, it's nice like this.

Anka, put it down.

Very well, ma'am.

Resi.

How pretty.

Boys, the veil.

Thank you.

- You will call me father now. - I can't, sir.

Father!

Father.

Never argue. Be gracious. And smile at all times.

Do you know who smiles with no reason?

Don't quibble.

Men don't like women who talk back.

We're married now. Does it matter?

You'll understand after you get your first beating.

We're here.

Shall we?

Enjoy.

Good luck.

Take care.

ŠTEFÁNIK'S EXPEDITION TO TAHITI

Štefánik, that's the one who climbed up that mountain.

And now he's at the sea like Miss Resi.

Kristína, will she ever come back?

Why wouldn't she?

Wait.

Pretty.

- That what you wear where you come from? - Here is where I come from.

You'll see.

Once d'Este is the emperor, all Germans will have to leave Prague.

Leave where?

Home.

This is our home only.

I thought Prague was Milord's home.

Milord is German.

So is Milady, Grandmama and both boys.

Your Resi is German too.

This is our home only.

Yours and mine?

Mine.

You'll see. All Germans will be gone.

How come you know such things?

How come you don't?

Is the heating on?

It's so cold everywhere.

They left the furnace empty again.

But Budapest was built by Slovaks.

That's where you should've gone if you wanted to be closer to your mother.

How many trees?

- A thousand. - What? How many?

To the back.

Like every Christmas, Kristína.

Schnitzel with salad, fish, rabbit in cream sauce

and cornmeal porridge with apples and raisins for dessert

and cherry liqueur topping.

That's how Milord likes it.

What about soup? Milord won't eat the carp.

He will for once.

I won't eat the carp.

Of course, you will.

Excuse me?

What's with the heating? Somebody fix it!

What a merry girl you are, Líza.

I like merry girls.

Líza. I like to laugh.

Sometimes I laugh all day.

I'm ticklish.

Milord.

Where does it tickle?

How bad you are.

Milord will buy me a house, a small one, but I don't mind.

He'll come visit me. No one will know.

He'll make sure I'm not a maid anymore.

I'll just wait for him to come.

Will you come visit?

We'll have fun.

Scooch over.

Picture someone.

Milord?

Štefan?

Why do you do this, Líza?

You're so…

So?

So pretty.

- They're coming. - They're coming.

They're coming.

- My dear. How you've been? - It's good to see you, mother.

You still look the same.

How should I look?

Miss Resi.

Lady Resi, Kristína.

My lady, I'll fix you something.

If it wasn't for that plebiscite in '66, Venice would still be ours, not Italian.

We need to talk.

Will you come again?

Is it straight?

- No, Gustav. - Why?

I'm bleeding.

- You're late. - Apologies, sir.

You are forgetting yourself.

Father.

Let's go.

How come you're not pregnant?

Three months by the sea and nothing?

Did you sleep together?

What do you think?

You're not a girl anymore, Resi.

You're a married woman now.

Once a woman is expecting,

she is free of her marital duties for a while.

Sometimes even a year.

Tell Kristína to prepare the woman's potion every day.

When she pours this in the water and sits in it

for at least half an hour, a baby will grow in her.

What is she, the Virgin Mary?

She'll have a baby when Gustav sleeps with her.

Nobody gives birth from tea.

You lied.

It was different from what you said.

From what I showed you?

Did you miss me?

Every day.

Every day?

What is it like to be a lady now?

Sometimes, when it rained…

I wanted to go out in the street and get soaked…

so I wouldn't feel him anymore.

I could still feel him on me.

Even when he went away or to the port.

I could still feel him.

It barely rained here.

Touch me again.

ASSASSINATION IN SARAJEVO

Damn it.

Anka, why are you crying? You didn't know them.

Neither the successor, nor her grace.

I'm making pork legs how my mom taught me.

He was shot in the neck and left behind a trail of blood.

His wife was shot in the stomach.

Štefan.

The whole car was stained with blood.

So he's done, poor d'Este.

Should've stayed at home. Nobody would've shot him dead.

Onions.

I wouldn't set foot in Serbia, even if I got an invite.

Why would they invite you?

Milord says it'll be over in three months.

It'll be over soon. You'll see.

Three months?

Nonsense. Milord doesn't know shit. He won't be putting on a uniform.

Soldiers in uniform make the most handsome men.

Take those where they belong.

We'll give them a beating, Father.

This ridiculous war won't last long.

Is the assassination the real reason?

Or just an excuse for grown men to play war games?

It is inappropriate for a married woman to think of such matters, Resi.

And if she's not married?

Don't meddle with men's affairs.

Roza, burn this.

Líza, Milord.

Líza.

Jancsi says the war will be over in six months.

Štefan says it will last a year.

Everybody is against us.

The Russians, the French…

All of them.

Father says Austria-Hungary is eternal,

that it will last a thousand years, and everyone is envious of us.

The French have no king.

The English one is just for show.

And the Russians have fallen behind a hundred years.

And all of them are envious.

It's not right.

But it's nice, isn't it?

I'll show you something.

What's it like where you're from, Anka?

What is life like there?

Pleasant.

We'll go together one day.

Together?

Just the two of us.

And we'll live together.

I'll show you the city. And the calvary.

We'll go swimming in the summer.

In the autumn, we'll pick plums and make marmalade.

We'll make a life together.

I hope Gustav is drafted.

- What are you doing? - Nobody's watching.

I've been drafted.

Master Gustav might be drafted soon. Maybe you'll go together.

- If they kill me, will you miss me? - Why would they kill you?

- They'll kill every one of us. - Maybe just every other.

Maybe you'll survive and Master Gustav won't.

Is that what you'd want?

What would women do without men? Some of you have to survive.

You'd manage even without us.

I have good news.

We're going to have a son.

Finally.

Or a daughter.

See? The herbs worked. Herbs always help.

Let the child be healthy.

- Thank you. - What?

She is with child, Mother.

A new chapter has begun in our family.

Your granddaughter Resi is expecting.

We're having a baby. Just the two of us.

It'll be like it's ours.

I hope it's a girl.

DRAFTING LETTER

Father!

I've been drafted!

I'm going to war!

- War. - War.

What if they kill Gustav?

Then it will be fate.

I've never seen a woman dressed as a man.

Maybe you have, but you couldn't tell.

I think Gustav's boots might be too big for you.

Mine are all right.

God.

Breathe. Just breathe, Resi.

Here.

Your water broke, Miss Resi.

- Lady Resi, Kristína. - Lady.

Come lie down, miss.

It's all right.

Let me see.

In the morning.

You'll have a child in the morning.

There you go.

Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive our trespasses as we…

Hush.

Lord in heaven, is that the Antichrist crawling out of her?

Divine retribution.

I avoid it at all costs.

I recommend you do the same, Anka.

Kristína, the night has fallen.

Why is the child still inside her?

It happens.

What happens?

That the woman dies.

Sometimes the baby dies.

Sometimes both.

Christ in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

- Milady. - What?

Should I call for the doctor?

Rather a priest.

Don't die Resi.

What if you're a widow already?

Try again.

Push once more.

Once more.

Resi, now.

Push.

Slowly. Now take a breath.

Almost there. Come on!

And now.

Almost there. Now.

Mama, boys, Resi has a son!

She did it, Mama!

What a shame.

It can happen.

All right then.

I'll write Gustav that the next one shall be a boy.

Mama, can Anka be the nurse?

Let me close the door so she won't disturb you.

She cries all the time.

Babies cry.

All the time?

She's beautiful.

She hasn't smiled once.

Other children smile.

She's still young.

You're still young, miss. Isn't that right?

Gustav will want a son.

He'll come to me again.

I saw our emperor, Franz Joseph.

He's so old.

At least a hundred years.

He didn't see me.

He never saw if I was being good.

What if I never like her?

What if I never love her?

I love her.

Anka?

Could it be arranged that he drops dead out there?

What are you doing here?

What? Go do your job. That kid is crying again.

As if it was the devil's child, I swear. To hell with this war.

Get lost.

Kristína, can you curse someone so he dies?

That's black magic.

Do you want your soul to turn black?

Or do you want to be caught? Or me, for helping you?

Or do you want to end up like old Cironicka from back home?

When she was young, she cut off all her pubic hair and burned it,

mixed the ashes with water that she'd let sit in the full moon and drank it.

Then she sat on a broom,

ran ten laps around the room, yelling, "Drop dead."

Her old man died within a month.

- All right. - Anka!

Rather don't tell me.

But she had to be naked.

Anka, come here!

Quiet, quiet.

Don't, or it won't work.

Die.

- Die. - Drop dead.

- Die. - Drop dead.

- Die. - Drop dead.

The stores are empty. Can't buy anything.

Kristína, you're still the best cook in Prague.

You're clearly eating shit at the front. There's no butter nor sugar in it.

No complaints here.

Burn it, Kristína.

Let me tell you. We're on the wrong side. Wrong side of the front.

Which front is the right one?

The opposite one. It's the opposite one.

Anka, look.

Read.

"Czech brothers, Slovak brothers.

Germans and Austrians want to conquer the world and enslave European nations.

Stand up to them and fight for our freedom."

That's Štefánik.

Dumped a full bag of these from the plane.

The whole field, covered in paper. We all took one.

- Shut up, the lot of you. - What are you afraid of, Kristína?

That's a bit much, isn't it?

Many things happen in the resistance.

People from Prague, a few Slovaks too.

- We have to do something, women. - Aren't we doing enough?

Keep it.

Štefan, wait.

Every soldier has one from his girl.

But we both know how it is, Anka.

Are you leaving?

Goodbye, Jancsi.

Take care.

Your father…

What does Milord do?

He provides for us.

This house, his mother, for me and you. For the whole house.

What's in those papers Kristína has to burn?

State secrets.

Milord has secrets?

We all do.

Me, father, the emperor. We do too, don't we?

What is that?

This fellow Štefánik.

They wrote about him in the paper.

Flies his plane, dumping papers everywhere, making a mess.

I wonder who cleans up after him.

A woman can go mad, and a man only farts and he's all over the papers.

Sit.

Resi!

Resi!

I have bad news.

The heart of the monarchy is heavily wounded.

His Grace passed away peacefully today.

Pray for your husband.

You think I did it?

I made it happen?

- I'll make porridge for Little Miss. - Anka!

Burn it.

Líza?

Are you unwell?

Leave me alone.

You're with child.

Should I get rid of it right away?

Are you an angel maker?

A woman should decide.

- But God-- - What about him?

Has God ever given birth?

Líza.

So what? You'll cinch my corset. No one will know.

My dear mother had me.

I'm a bastard too.

And she still loved me.

Loved you?

Good morning, Jancsi.

He's here, the brute.

He's home.

If it was me…

If they'd done that to me…

If he was a man, he'd put a bullet through his brain.

If he was man enough.

There are things one shouldn't survive.

You should confront, shake hands with Death

and say: Come. Kill me! Kill me!

Head-on, like a bull.

Crippled? Christ, crippled?

If that was me…

I'd hang myself on the first tree.

Who says you have to survive at all costs?

Come to me.

Come, miss.

Can you cover that?

Now I can wink at you with just one eye.

Battle wounds are a man's true decoration.

Head.

Head!

Mother, can a soldier be demented?

Eat.

Good soldier.

Handsome soldier.

Take that child away!

This is my house. I can do what I want!

- Don't be so sure! - It's mine!

It's not!

You're crippled. You're repulsive.

Don't cry, come on.

You should've died out there!

Shut up!

Stop bawling. Have you lost your mind?

That is not my child.

I shouldn't have laughed back when we were cursing him.

Don't ever come in our rooms again.

You're not a nurse anymore.

Wait! Your hand!

Hold on tight!

If he'd died, his coffin would've arrived decorated with war medals.

Still better than this.

He's a regular in every brothel.

His leg grew back.

I won't ever have a normal child.

We couldn't be happy without her.

What is it?

I'm your good girl.

Or not?

You'll have as many as you'll like.

You won't miss it.

Only those who had a child and lost it feel the longing.

They really did write about her after all.

Our Líza.

"A maid couldn't carry the weight of her sins and hanged herself.

Now she can't enter the kingdom of Heaven."

Oh, well.

It's a good thing God doesn't read the papers.

Burn it.

Anka, I have something for you.

Writing from home?

Goddamn it, you pig!

You and your dirty mouth!

Go to hell, you!

- Stand up. Don't fall! - Don't touch me!

Come on!

You, you!

I swear to God, I'll kick your ass!

Help, girl. Help me.

He won't remember it tomorrow.

Pissed himself.

Screw this job.

Fucker.

Anka, when will we go to Štiavnica?

Tomorrow.

Pack your things and let's go. We'll take Little Miss.

We'll escape. No one has to know.

I have no money.

I will work.

We'll have a good life.

Just the two of us, with our Little Miss.

After midnight.

At one.

I never dream, Líza.

Not the first night, not any other.

Now I'm dreaming, Líza.

This is like a dream.

They're getting divorced. Did you know?

What will I do without you?

Enough! Enough! Let me be!

Don't go.

- My God… - I'll kill myself.

I'll kill myself!

Now, we're here.

Vienna is here.

Austria.

Where is Znaim?

Znaim?

Czechoslovakia.

- And Teschen? - Teschen? Poland.

And Békéscsaba?

Hungary.

- And Anka's Štiavnica? - Banská Štiavnica.

Where are you going?

Home.

My mother is widowed. Her husband died in a mine.

If you want, I'll take Little Miss with me.

No!

Yes. The child knows her.

No, Gustav. No.

- We'll send money every month. - No.

- Take good care of her. - All right.

We can't do it.

No, Gustav. No!

- Yes. - No.

No!

We'll forget about everything and begin again.

No.

We'll have more children.

You will show me the city.

And the forest.

And your house, Anka.

In the autumn, we'll pick plums

and make marmalade.

We'll make a life.

Will you wait? Will you wait for me, Anka?

Jancsi, stop!

Stop!

Wait.

Don't worry, Miss Resi.

I don't mind she's different.

I'll say she's mine.

I'll say I have a bastard.

Any news at home since I left?

Štefánik's dead.

He who flies high, falls deep.

I'll show you the city.

And the calvary.

We'll be together, Resi.

The two of us.

As long as we want.

I'll be by your side forever, if you want me to.

ANNA MURANČÍKOVÁ TOOK CARE OF LITTLE MISS UNTIL HER DEATH.

SHE NEVER LEFT BANSKÁ ŠTIAVNICA AGAIN.

SHE NEVER MET HER RESI AGAIN.

SHE DIED IN 1986.

LITTLE MISS IS BURIED IN THE SAME GRAVE.