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DIARY FOR MY CHILDREN

STARRING

Dear God, don't let us crash now!

Do you feel sick, granddad?

WRITTEN BY

Juli! Did you have a pleasant trip?

You've grown into a big girl, Juli.

Hello, my dear!

CINEMATOGRAPHER

DIRECTED BY

- Wonderful.
- It is.

This here's your room, Juli.

And that one is yours.

- Well, do you like our place?
- Yes, I do.

Everything's so lovely.

Mom! Mom!
Wait for me!

My, your room is beautiful!

What an apartment...

Grandfather... It's all so strange
and so different to me.

As if someone was standing
behind me... And Magda...

Oh, Lord, Magda...

Magda is a good, straightforward person.
And she's my younger sister.

Grandfather. I'm scared. I'm scared.

Don't be scared.

Take it away, please.

So you don't remember me at all?

Hmm?

- No.
- Well, of course you were very little.

You always ran to open the door for me.

But you couldn't reach the knob.
Your mother used to lift you up.

- Do you remember?
- I don't remember.

I don't remember you.

I'd like you to be happy.

Don't worry about grown-up problems.

From now on, that's for me to do.

Was it you who wanted
grandfather to bring me back here?

Yes.

It would have been
silly for you to stay there.

- You have a home at my place.
- Thank you.

"The Red Army did not arrive
in Hungary as conquerors..."

- Come and eat, Julika...
- "...but as friends and liberators

"of the Hungarian people."

I managed to get
ten pairs of sausage today.

3 dots, unquote.

"These were the words of
the first proclamation." Full stop.

New paragraph.

"The Soviet administration and the
town commandants have brought order

"to the liberated villages and towns."

Done.

Good.

You can now take the article.

I'm on my way, Julika.
I'll bring more sausages tomorrow, okay?

Gaze upon us and listen,
you living tree.

Here I present to you
your true brother, little Gergo.

From today on your life is his,
and his life is yours to live.

From this day no one shall harm you,
and you shall live a full life

till the day that you
should leave this world. Amen.

Don't be afraid, little Gergo.
The forest loves you now.

What happened?

He became sick.

I called for a doctor,
he's been coughing.

Where have you been?
Stay here, would you?

I'll put supper on, watch over him.
And change the poultice.

Grandfather!

Dear grandfather...

I'm not about to die.

Don't be afraid,
I won't leave you all alone.

Magda is here.

He's coughed up blood again.

Do you feel better? Dezso?

- So, what's new at school?
- Nothing, we studied.

- Did you get used to the other children?
- School is fine.

I do hope you'll be a good student and
won't bring shame on us, Julika.

I don't know. Maybe I'll be a good student.

What do you mean, you don't know?
It's a question of willpower.

If you have the brains,
all you need is work!

I'll try.

Why do you keep pulling your head away?

I don't like it if people touch me.

- Why don't you have a husband?
- I had one. He divorced me.

When?

A very long time ago,
back when I was young.

He didn't love you?

No, I don't think he loved me.
He abandoned me.

- You never wanted children?
- No.

Why?

I didn't have time.

But perhaps it's not too late.

You can become my child.

I brought this for you.

Try it on, I hope it fits you.

Did you buy it
in a store?

No, we don't have things
like this in stores now.

- It came from America.
- It's American?

My secretary brought
it into the office.

She got a package from America.

Lots of people get packages from there now.
They were too small for her. So I bought them.

Thank you.

- Do you like them at least?
- Yes, I like them.

- Can't you see it?
- Yes, I do.

Then why do you ask?

Lie down.
Will you come with me tomorrow?

- Where?
- To a fashion show.

- What's that?
- You'll see.

Go to sleep now. Good night.

Good night.

Allow me to escort you there.
May I offer you a cigarette?

Here.

No, thank you.

What a merry atmosphere.
Would you care to dance?

- Let's sit down.
- As you wish.

- If my wife is so inclined--
- Madam, may I?

Is that you, Juli? Come in.

- Good evening, are you here for me?
- Yes.

Wait, I'm almost done.

Go ahead and put that cinema pass back.

Turn off the lamp.

Silly! You thought I wouldn't notice?

- Hello.
- Hello.

Ma'am, may I borrow
Juli Kovacs's ruler?

Yes.

I won't give it to you.

- This is beautiful.
- Very nice.

- How much sugar would you like?
- One spoonful, thanks.

During the war, I worked in a
Soviet Soyuz furniture factory.

The women were there day and night...

- Sugar?
- No sugar, thank you.

They even slept at
the factory if they had to.

Janos, would you like some sugar?

Two spoonfuls.

Don't you happen to have
some nice wine?

That's the way to do it, right?
Drinks first, coffee after.

I forgot that, for you,
wine comes first.

Not at all: it's a dead heat.

Bring some wine.

Grandmother, Janos is asking for wine!

Hush, don't yell, I'm not deaf!

Here you are.

Wait, the glasses too!

When I was in the Soviet Union, every
political exile had to work in production.

There was no roof
on our workshop,

rain would fall on our heads...

Here's the glass.

But we fulfilled our quota,

just like our Soviet comrades.

In fact, where I was, near Tula,
we had a competition with the comrades.

It was harsh enough
on our meager diet and all.

But they had a hard time,
too, didn't they?

That's right, no one was favoured,
there was no difference between us.

- To your health.
- To your health, Janos.

To your health.

- Who'd like some more?
- Me, for instance.

I was at a meeting yesterday,
I spoke to the weavers there.

Those hardworking women go home
after a 9-hour shift,

to clean, wash, cook, rear their children,
but they do it.

Their consciousness is incredible.

It's only incredible if you don't know that

these people trust the Party,
they know it's in their best interests to--

Congratulations.

It's the truth.

The workers understand the
polarized international situation

and they support the Party unconditionally,
including, of course, Comrade Rakosi.

Thank you.

True.

- Look, how it got dark so suddenly...
- Yes.

May I switch on the light?

Wait, I'll do it.

Look here, all of you!

- Beautiful!
- That is something!

- Bye-bye, thank you.
- Goodbye.

Magda, Juli would like to accompany
me for a while. Will you let her?

- Isn't it too late for that?
- Will you let me?

Alright, go, but don't stay out late.

Good night.

Don't you have a wife?

She died, only her son survived.

You see, I lived through
much of the war in France.

We lived in Nantes, next to a
big factory where I also worked.

There were explosions, bombings...

hiding in the basement.

Then one day...

I was a heavy smoker even back then

and no one was allowed
to smoke in the shelter...

So one day, when it seemed like
the bombing would go on forever,

I went out to the surface to have a smoke.

Suddenly I heard
a terrible explosion behind me.

I turn around...

Our house had been hit by a bomb.

My wife and daughter were buried
under the ruins.

My son was rescued and survived.

Me too, as you can see.

Thanks for walking me back.
It was very nice to talk.

For me too.

Run along home now.

You don't mind that I'm
calling you by your first name?

No. Good night.

Dad...

Dad...

Dad!!

Dad!!

Dad!!

I love you.

You love me? You, me?

Yes. I love you.

- I don't love you.
- I don't care about that.

All I care about is that I love you.

What do you mean, you love me?

I don't know.
I love my mother, and now I love you.

I'm sorry, but I have to go pee.

Wait until we get home.

I can't wait,
and there's a toilet on the corner.

But it's a pay toilet,
and I don't have any money.

Grandmother watches every penny.

I don't have any money either.
But I do have an embroidered handkerchief.

Give it to the lady who minds the toilets,
maybe she'll let you in.

Okay!

See you later.

Thank you.

- You're beautiful.
- Me, beautiful?

...in connection with the
hostile attitude of the Tito clique towards...

- Good evening
- Bon appétit.

Thank you.

...the Soviet Union
and the People's Democracies,

Moscow Radio has stated:

"The Tito clique has betrayed
socialism and democracy, and has joined

the camps of socialism's enemies."
Now they claim

that they can build
socialism all on their own.

They quote Lenin's words that the USSR
must also build socialism alone

and that the building of socialism
is possible for countries

that stand alone...

Thank you for supper.

The Moscow Radio commentator
emphasized that the mere act of

raising this question —
when the Soviet Union exists and is helping

the peoples' democracies build socialism —
constitutes treason.

For the love of God,
don't accept this job, Magda.

Do you hear me?
Stick to the editorial office.

I'm worried about you.

- Don't take this on!
- It's my business to decide.

It's my obligation. The comrades
entrusted me with it and I accepted.

Do you realize what's happening here?

It means nothing that we won,
there are still enemies everywhere.

They flash friendly smiles and nod,
but they're just waiting

for the right moment.

But we're vigilant
and won't stand for this.

You don't have to do this.
You'll regret it.

You'll ruin your nerves and all of us too,
understand?

Oh, Dezso, Dezso.
You were always a coward.

Let's end this discussion,
I'm exhausted, I want to sleep.

And anyways, no matter what you say,
I've already made my decision.

- Listen here, Magda!
- What do you want? Leave me alone!

- You can't accept this!
- Let go!

- Understand this!
- Can't you hear? Let go!

- You can't, you can't do this!
- Are you crazy?

You can't do this!

What's going on with Magda,
what did she do?

I don't know.

I don't know a thing.

Why are you looking at me?

I don't know anything,
and neither do you.

She's your foster mother.
You have to respect Magda.

Alright, I respect her.

- You should love her.
- I don't love her.

You don't know Magda.
She's brave and sincere.

She was locked up more than once.
She was beaten up and tortured.

She gave everything to the revolution:
her entire life, her youth.

They tried to break her.
They couldn't.

She defied them and escaped.

She fought through the entire war.

Meanwhile, I didn't do anything.

Grandfather,
why are you afraid of Magda?

Because she's very strong.

Because she's much stronger than we are.

And she's done so much more to...

Magda is being sent to
a very difficult place now.

She's become a prison warden.

A prison warden? Why?

Well, because the war isn't over yet.
The enemy is still attacking.

They're still fighting,
don't you understand?

- They put my father in prison too.
- That's a completely different matter.

How many times have I asked you
not to bring that up?

Be quiet!

- Good evening!
- Greetings.

Hi, Juli!
Have you done your homework yet?

No!

No? And why not?

- I didn't go to school.
- You didn't go to school?

- Where did you go instead?
- To the movies.

What?

Now you're going to the movies
instead of school?

What on earth are you thinking?

Who do you think you are,
you miserable fool?

Don't you have any
sense of duty at all?

- What's going on here?
- She went to the movies, instead of school!

- I hate school.
- You...

Dezso! Don't hit her!

Why? Don't you hit her?

"Our Earth has been home to organic life
for a few hundred million years."

Don't be angry at me, my girl.

I'm so ashamed.

But you see, when we were children,
our father would beat us with a strap.

He'd soak it in water and beat us.
He was a carpenter.

And if, say, we hadn't swept up the
workshop well enough,

or if we just spilled the glue,
along came the strap.

And yet, somehow we respected him.

You know what your problem is?
You don't have any respect.

You're like me.
Except that I'm not afraid of anyone.

Well, that's not a good thing.

That will get you
into lots of trouble in life.

You know, if we wouldn't have
taken you in when we did...

perhaps you would've
perished by now, or starved.

It was very hard even for us.

But if it hadn't been for Magda,
we never would have made it back home.

I would be better off dead.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Pull off my boots.

- Where have you been till so late?
- In the club, I watched a movie.

- Who gave you permission?
- No one.

We had a talk about this last time, right?
If you want to go somewhere,

you tell me one day ahead of time.

I didn't know, only
at the last moment.

- And who did you go with?
- Tomi.

Alright, you're grounded for a week.

Understand?

And you switch off the light.

Good night.

The A-bomb will be defeated!

The Peace Camp will win!

The imperialist operators
and radios sing the same song:

here on our side the so-called
signs of decay are showing.

Let them say it, let them believe it!

We know that hungry swine
dream of acorns.

We were strong when Rajk was
in our midst wearing a mask.

And did we grow weaker when
we tore off his mask,

and cracked down on his gang?

Is that weakening?

We exposed him, tried him in court,
condemned him,

and we will liquidate Tito's
imperialist spies as well!

We shall defend peace!

- Have you filled it out?
- Yes.

Let me see it!

All we know about your father
is that he disappeared in 1938.

That's not true.

- It's true.
- You're lying.

Alright then. I'm lying.

Everyone knows everything here, Magda.
Every other person has a relative

who died or disappeared.

- Is everyone lying then?
- You can't understand this, Juli.

There are emotions and feelings.

But this is history.

Historical necessity, in fact.

- Why didn't they arrest you?
- None of your business.

It is my business.
You just live and keep quiet.

- Do you have a reason for that?
- Yes, we do. You're right.

But you cannot understand that.

I'll understand if you explain.
But you people don't say anything.

You too.
I'm not writing lies on that paper.

I'm not going to argue here.

You'll fill it out as I dictate.

Here. And consider this an order!

You can't order me
to do things like that!

Juli!

- So you hate me this much? Why?
- I just feel sorry for you, Magda.

Can you tell me
where the Gergely family lives?

Gergely, the engineer?
There, in the third house.

Thank you.

- Are you Juli?
- Yes. And you are Andras.

Come in.

Who is Magda to you?

Juli!

Who is Magda to you?

No one.

- I thought you were related.
- No.

So neither grandfather or grandmother
are the real ones?

No, but let me tell you that
I truly love grandfather.

I know that my
father has two siblings,

they live out in the country.

Why don't you go look for them?

I will.

What's this?

A lousy old-fashioned one.

- Who're you looking for, miss?
- Comrade Gergely.

Are you a relative?
Why bother him during working hours?

I'm his daughter. It's very important,
I have to talk to him now.

My little sister is ill.

Well, you can't just barge
in here in working hours.

Please, sir, let me in...

Well, alright, get inside,
you'll find him at the meeting somewhere.

Industry has to provide
the material resources.

It cannot be over-emphasized that
the development of our heavy industry

is the key to building socialism.

We must not be satisfied
with our results.

Our low production
is clearly our shortcoming.

Comrades! Much must be done
to overtake capitalist productivity!

We cannot balk at the difficulties!

Let us keep in mind
Comrade Stalin's teaching:

Difficulties are made
for us to overcome them!

- See you later.
- Hi, Juli!

Come, I'll go with you.

Your son told me where you work.
I'd like to talk to you.

And why aren't you
in school right now?

I hate school.

That's a problem if you hate it.
It can end in a bad way.

I know that.

What shall we do now?
Did you have lunch?

No, I'm hungry.

Then let's eat, come on.

What's up with Magda?

She's hardly ever at home.
Now she doesn't work at the editorial office.

I know.

Whenever she's home,
she's either yelling or just tired.

- Have you known Magda for long?
- Oh, for around thirty years.

We started together in the movement.

Believe it or not, she was
a pleasant, lovely woman then.

A perfect picture of the modern
woman: full of life and intelligence.

She was my wife's best friend,
I can still picture them.

Strolling in front of me in the woods,
two strong young girls.

And the future... Good God, how strongly
we believed in the future then!

For a long time I couldn't
choose between the two of them.

Kati and I weren't married yet,

but in the end I went for her.

- Was Magda in love with you?
- That I don't know.

After I married Kati,
we lost sight of Magda

and she avoided us for a long time.

In '29, I was arrested,
and so was Magda,

we were tried together.

They gave me 6 years, Magda got 4.
They took us both to Vac.

Then came the hunger strikes
and the demonstrations.

And she did everything
along with the men.

They organized our escape in '32.

We were working on the Danube bank.

And we swam across the icy water.
They were waiting for us on the isle.

We were given false passports
and we were off to Vienna.

From there we proceeded to Paris,
and Magda went to Moscow.

Good heavens, look at the time,
and here I did all the talking.

What was it you wanted, Julika?

I'd like to ask you a favor:
place me into an orphanage. You can do it.

Sit down.

I don't understand you.

Magda is a great woman
and you live under excellent circumstances:

you can study, grow and flourish,
you have everything you need.

I don't like Magda. She can't become
my mother instead of my real one.

I don't want her to adopt me.

Are you scared of her as well?

- Me, scared of her?
- Grandfather is really scared.

Well, I'm not scared, Juli.

Will you talk to her then?
Do you promise?

Alright, I'll give it a try.

You little witch.

Thank you.

When I was a servant at the Count's
I'd set the table with dishes like this.

This also belonged to
counts, bourgeoisie, bankers.

All this fine silver, paintings and carpets
were taken from them,

and given to us. Even my necktie.

- Do you know that, Juli?
- No one can begrudge you.

- Well, bon appétit!
- You're right.

Stop it, Dezso.

Mind we don't play
too far at being aristocrats.

It's easy to get used to the good life,
and it makes one lazy.

What does playing at being
aristocrats mean, grandfather?

Stop this at once, I told you!

I don't like this constant grumbling.

I have to go.

You have time, it's Sunday. Why the hurry?

- Life doesn't stop on Sundays.
- At what time are you due home?

I don't know.

What are your plans for
this afternoon, my daughter?

Dezso!

Dezso...

I won't let you!
I won't let you.

Dezso!
What's going on with you?

For God's sake, what are you doing?

Stop! Calm down!
Juli! Come in here, help me!

- Dezso, please!
- Grandfather, what are you doing?

Please, please! Calm down,
just calm down nice and easy, okay?

Air! Okay...

- Take me to a hospital.
- All right.

To the psychiatry ward or anywhere.

Just calm down,
everything's alright.

- I'm scared.
- There now, calm down.

Easy now, come with me. Here, help me.

Like this, on the bed.
We'll lay you down.

Just like that. There we go.

Like that. I'll do it.

I was 17 when I joined the Party.
A young man.

My father slapped me around for it.
They disowned me.

Yes, grandfather. And you
fought in the 1919 revolution.

They caught you, condemned you to death,
but you escaped.

You bicycled all the way to Fiume,
and it was pouring rain.

Yes, it poured, and I caught a cold.

And I got pneumonia.

And my lungs became sick.

Maybe I can persuade her now. Good day!

Istvan has been nominated
as ambassador to Mongolia!

Oh, is that right?

- Congratulations, Istvan!
- I was honored.

Please, help yourselves.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Here you are.

I wish you all the success in becoming
a good servant of the Party and the people

in your new position.

- To your health.
- May you be worthy of this great trust.

Your Excellency...

Why not? It's a great thing for a
leather-worker to be appointed

an ambassador.

Listen, Magda, I'd like
to have a talk with you.

- I also have a question for you.
- About what?

The comrades at the Center
are very disappointed in you.

Why didn't you
accept the Party post?

I feel that my place is in the factory.

Look, so far all we did
was haul bricks, rebuilding it all.

Now we're finally doing
the actual work. Who else should

supervise production
if not the chief engineer?

To my knowledge, there's a working class
manager there. An excellent comrade.

That's true, but the poor chap
is good for nothing.

- He has no idea of the job!
- He's a really tough man.

He's a strong comrade, he survived
many beatings under the old regime.

I realize that he's a great person,
but he's nil in professional terms.

Don't get me wrong, Janos, but this
narrow, pragmatic, bourgeois mentality

is typical of emigres to the West.

You don't realize that ideological
commitment is the most powerful!

But it's even more effective
combined with actual know-how.

I'll have two.

Maybe.

And this isn't exclusive to the West.

By the way, Western emigration
was far from being a fairy-tale!

Very well. But it's a fact that
you were out of the picture,

and no one's sure
what you did there.

- True.
- What are you saying?

What Istvan means is:
given the tense international situation,

when there are traitors among us,
this question is very relevant indeed.

My dear, we have all heard this before.

It's a question
of vigilance...

I know Janos,
and I trust him.

Even if I don't approve
of what he is doing now.

Alright, maybe we don't agree
on everything, but believe me,

I'm convinced I'm more
useful in the factory, doing my job,

than I would be in a Party post.

Otherwise, why the heck did
I spend years at university?

I'm glad to witness even the
smallest result, even if I know that

terribly hard months and years lie ahead.
Whatever. Let's drink.

- Oh, right. Juli!
- Yes. Very well.

We're among friends now.

So this little girl
has very bad grades.

Astonishingly bad. She's
about to fail five subjects.

She's loitering.

Last week she didn't even go to school,
she went to the movies instead.

Movies in the morning, in the afternoon,
movies late at night, and who knows

where else she's loitering.

Give me advice, I really have
no idea what to do with her.

Should I throw her out?

I do hope she comes to her senses.

Or should I take her out of school?

Send her to a factory to learn a trade?

What do you all want
from this little girl?

She has bad grades
and goes to the movies.

Of course she does.
She's restless.

What's wrong? You can safely tell us.

Nothing.

Don't argue, we'll talk it over.

- What kind of a reply is that?
- None at all.

I want nothing from you people.
Including you, Magda.

I asked you to find the
relatives of my father and mother,

but you never did it!

Actually, I did. In fact,
I've met with your father's relatives.

But it turns out they aren't our kind.
Old-fashioned folks.

Religious people. With their attitude
you can't communicate with them.

- Juli, you're being mean and ungrateful!
- I don't want to be grateful!

- All this insolence!
- Stay patient.

You people want to change
everything in a day:

the world, the people.

Try to be more patient!
This young girl needs help,

not collective criticism.

You're making a witch trial here.

Forgive me, Magda,
but let me ask you this:

have you really thought this
adoption idea through?

Have you asked Juli about it?

She's nearly a full-grown woman.

What does she want?

- I want to go to an orphanage!
- Never!

I forgive you.

That's because you're
much too forgiving, Magda.

Yes, because you're
much too forgiving.

Or perhaps she also has
something that needs to be forgiven.

Janos, that was severely
irresponsible on your part.

You'll have to put up with this
a little while longer.

I wouldn't recommend an orphanage, Juli.

I've looked into it,
these institutions are overcrowded.

They're full of orphaned children.
We've just been through a war.

And you'd take away a place from others
who have no relatives at all.

Julika...

Juli, you're a smart girl.

Understand this: now you have to study,
that's the only solution.

It doesn't matter where you live,
who you live with, the main thing

is for you to pull yourself together,
stand on your own feet.

It does matter where I live and with whom.
I don't want to hurt Magda.

But I can't forget my mom and dad.
And that's what she wants.

She acts like they never existed.

But I can't forget them.

You're right.

You shouldn't forget.

I will never forget
my wife and my dead child either.

The train goes over hill and dale.
Of the fairest maidens, I choose you.

Our slogan is: for lasting peace,
join us and fight for it!

My birthday is on Saturday,
we'll have a little party

at our place in the afternoon.

Will you come, Juli?

I don't know, maybe they won't let me.

If my father calls your mother
then she will surely let you come.

Yes, if your father calls Magda
then I'm sure she'll let me go

to the ends of the earth.

For Magda, your father's word is an order.
And you should know that

your word is an order for me as well.

I'll go there with Tomi.

Sure, sure. Come together.
You too, Tomi.

- What's with you?
- Nothing.

I'll go to your place today.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight, nine...

Oh, there are always
hundreds sitting here.

Good night ma'am.

Good night.

Does your mom always
go to bed so early?

No.

She always leaves the house very early
and comes home very late.

It's just today: she told me
she'll sleep for 24 hours straight.

- And what was your mom like?
- She had red hair...

green eyes, tall, sad,

happy, unfortunate...

And very nice.

She drew, sang,

and spoke four languages.

Why are you silent?

I was silent then too.
I was standing by the brook, all quiet.

Juli! Come! Hurry!

She was calling for me, shouting.

Then I went.

She stood in front of the house

with a big belly.

She could hardly stand the pain.

We went on foot and
the hospital was really far away.

In another village.

Don't be afraid, my daughter.
Don't be afraid.

- It seems she fell asleep.
- She's sleeping so deeply.

Let's not disturb her.

Mom! Mom!!

The child died.

We were always together.

She went to work,

and I went to school.

Sometimes in the evenings
my mother took me to the movies.

Don't be scared,

it's just a movie,
and the actors don't really die.

They go on into another film,
and play someone else.

One morning at dawn they took my father.
I never saw him again.

Juli, I'll go on a journey
but I will come back.

In a few days, I'll come back.

Juli, why don't you say anything?

Take care of your mother, my daughter.

My mother fell sick
and was taken to the hospital.

I visited her every day,
bringing her soup and black bread.

I didn't go to my mother's funeral,
I didn't feel like she had died.

War broke out.

Every single person around me was crying.

Children, women, men.

And lots of of people died.

And I stayed alive.

Good-day, comrade.
Kindly step over for inspection.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Move along that way...

Good-day, comrade.
Kindly step over for inspection.

Here you are.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Move along that way...

Do you always frisk everyone?

We're not frisking, comrade,
we're just checking.

- Here you are.
- Move along, please.

I wasn't able to invite
the whole class you see...

- Happy birthday.
- Thank you. Your coat...

My father sent loads of books to Peter.

- What's this?
- Banana.

It grows in the south,
like in Africa, India.

Tell me, how did it get here?

Do you like it?

It's weird,
I have to get used to the taste.

Tell me, do they
frisk everyone at your place?

Even you when you
come home from school?

Come on, it's not frisking,
they're watching out for my father.

In his position, that's the way it goes.

There are lots of reactionaries,
saboteurs and spies.

Spies? That's very interesting.

Stop joking,
it's not a topic for a birthday.

But I'll be happy to tell you everything
some other time, just the two of us.

I'd like that, everything interests me.

- What do you think about all this?
- This is my first time here.

- You?
- Me too.

Greetings to the
male and female comrades.

I hope that you will enjoy yourselves.

- Juli?
- Yes.

I've heard a lot about you.
Your mother told me about you.

- My mother? Did you know her?
- I do know her.

- You must be talking about Magda.
- Yes, an excellent woman.

- She's my foster mother.
- I know, I know.

Have a good time, my girl.

You all have a good time.
I regret that I cannot stay with you,

but someone has to work as well,
am I right?

Have fun now.

You stay here.

- So? Is it edible?
- Very good, where did you learn cooking?

Here, from grandmother,
though this is my very first real dinner.

Well then, good job.
Do you like it?

Uh-huh.

- Maria, would you like some soup?
- Yes, please.

Please excuse me, I have to
get back to work. Thank you.

I'll be right there, too!
Have you known Magda for long?

I saw her a few times,
dad told me about her.

Production increased dramatically

when the two shops were completed.

Continuous construction and the
modernization of the machinery

is still necessary.

- I have to go home. See you.
- See you.

- Good-bye.
- Good-bye.

- Janos. Janos!
- Hmm?

55 percent of the factory's machinery
was destroyed during the war...

I lied at home, I said I'd go back
to school in the afternoon.

Why do you have to lie?

Somehow Magda doesn't like it now
when I spend time at your place.

Why?

I don't know.

- Perhaps she's afraid of your father.
- Afraid?

Yes. Because he's different.

- You're still here?
- Janos,

arrange what I asked you to.

The orphanage is a stupid idea,
I already told you. Forget it!

I can also go work,
just help me get away from her!

Have a little more patience,
Juli. Really!

You can see I'm up to my neck
in work right now,

I can't deal with this.
Don't you understand?

Yes, I do.

I can see that you're
also scared of Magda.

My God, my God, my God...

You're as stubborn as a mule.

You don't listen to anyone, just go on
about your drivel! Here's the compass!

Hey, Andras!

I gave you my opinion.

Do what you want,
I'm done here.

What a fool I've been, I thought
that you were different from the others!

- But you're also a coward and useless!
- Shut your mouth!

Shut your mouth right now,
or else you'll see what's coming to you!

You don't understand a thing,
you pathetic kid!

- You're pathetic yourself!
- Listen to me!

Dad!

Forgive me, Andras... I'm a bit tired.

Look, if there's no way you want
to stay with Magda, then I guess...

Well, anyway...
See you, Juli, be good now.

Don't be angry at my father.
He's working night and day.

I hardly see him myself.

Tell him not to be angry at me.

Bye.

Identification, please.

Identification, please.

Thank you.

Identification, please.

Identification, please.

Please.

Julika Kovacs?

Come with us, please.

I'm not going anywhere.

Come with us, your
mother is worried about you.

I don't have a mother.

Don't say things like that.

Come with us before I get angry.

Let me go, I'm not going anywhere!

Let me go!
I'm not going anywhere!

Let me go,

I'm not going anywhere!

Comrade Colonel, we
present you the missing person.

Thank you, comrades.
Take off your coat.

Thank you.

Why did you do it, Juli?
Why did you do this to your mother?

- Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
- I'm not ashamed of myself!

She needs a good beating, that's all.

Come here!

She's never had a real beating in her life!

- That's why she's so rude and impudent!
- You're right.

Come on!

Istvan, what are you doing here?
What on earth are you doing here?

- You're out of your mind, Janos.
- Yes, I know! I know!

- I know! Yes, I'm out of my mind!
- Janos!

- You piece of trash, get out!
- Let him go, do you hear me?

- Get lost!
- Let him go!

Leave me be! Don't worry,
I'm not going to hit you!

Julika, what are you doing?
Come out. Hear me?

- Good-bye.
- Juli, do as you're told!

Do you hear me? Please.

December 21st, 1949 is the
70th birthday of the great Stalin.

One of the greatest celebrations of the
working people since the liberation.

The young workers of Csepel challenge
factory workers from all over the country

to a Stalin contest. One of the
Csepel Iron Works' Stakhanovites,

lathe-turner Nandor Kmechtl
was leading with 3,052 percent.

But he was overtaken by Jozsef Vinnyek with

an average achievement of 3,120 percent.

The Soviet Union, led by Stalin,
has generously donated Soviet trolleybuses.

Entering into service on Dec 21, with route
number 70, in honor of Stalin's 70th birthday.

In the National Museum,
workers observe the Stalinist ideal

with an exhibition of paintings

on the great Stalin's life as a warrior.

The country and the capital
commemorate his birthday.

The beautiful decorations of
factories and houses express

the love of our workers for Stalin.

His genius shows the
way to a better future,

the freedom of peoples and world peace.

Good day, I'd like to
go up to my foster mother.

Freedom...

Comrade Colonel, your daughter's here.
May I allow her to come in?

Yes.

Go ahead.

What would you like:
stew or schnitzel?

- Thank you, I've had lunch.
- Then how about some cake?

No thank you.

- Bring me a schnitzel.
- Yes.

Thank you.

I'm leaving you. I'm not yet sure if
I'm moving to my parents' relatives

in the country, or to an orphanage,
but Janos will help me.

I'll tell you when I've found a place,

and I'll come visit you.

When did you last talk to Janos?

Did he encourage
you to do this?

A week ago,
but he didn't tell me to do it.

Please don't send the police after me.

I can't promise you that.

I'm responsible for you
so long as you're a minor.

Why? You never adopted me.

I'm not your blood relative either,
neither to grandfather or grandmother.

I brought you to Hungary,
I'm responsible for you.

In front of the comrades.

I'll ask the comrades to pick
someone else to be responsible for me.

Neither Janos nor your relatives
can assume responsibility for you.

Let's not discuss this further.

Sign the entry slip.

- See you.
- See you.

Here.

Thank you very much.

- Good day to you, I'd like to enter.
- Very good, enter...

No, no, you can't
just wander in and out of here.

Go away, go home.

But you know me, I'm the
daughter of Janos Gergely!

I don't know any daughter of Janos Gergely!

Go home, I told you!

Don't you even know
Chief Engineer Janos Gergely?

I don't know any chief engineers
called Janos Gergely! Get lost!

- We don't have anyone by that name!
- It's not true!

I just told you: get lost
while I'm still in a good mood!

It's not true!

Hi. I was afraid I'd never see you again.

Hi.

I've wanted to tidy up
this place for a long time.

But I never had the time.

Birth certificate,
marriage certificate...

My daughter's baptism certificate...

death certificate.

Oh, and the Party membership papers.

The new one and the old one.

And here are our passports.
We owe them our lives.

Both of them:
the false and the real ones.

- Can I take a look?
- Of course.

Death never comes to my mind.
I want to live and I want to know

what's happening to us and around us.

We've survived so many things, we're
bound to survive this hard year too, Juli.

Just have some patience.

And keep your eyes open.

One day everything
will become clear to you.

Can't you escape?

I can't.

You escaped so many times.

Well, that's why I can't.

A drop for the young ones...

more drops for the old ones.

Andras, to your health!

This is his big day,
he passed his final exam.

- Long live Andras!
- Thank you.

Ah!

Am I not disturbing you?

- Not at all, come on in.
- No, no, they're waiting for me.

- I brought this for you.
- This is splendid!

- It smells great.
- And it's strong.

Well, I'll be!

- This is for the young lady.
- Thank you.

- And this is for you.
- Thank you.

- What's this, is today a celebration?
- Yes.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

A good craftsman drinks all the time

but is never drunk, never drunk...

Don't be afraid, I won't get drunk.

I'll just pour myself a glass, that's all.

Save the rest for better days.

Waiting won't hurt pálinka.

More than once,
I've felt that my life is a gift.

In the winter of 1942,
our group was arrested near Lyons.

They stood us up against a wall.

I was the only one who wasn't hit
by a bullet that night:

I was saved by the
corpses that fell on me.

That's how it was.

Since then, I've known that
I have to live for them too.

For the ones who are
no longer with us.

And I can't give up

because they have tied my hands.

Anyhow. Let's sleep.

Get up!

Stay calm.

Andras, take care of
each other, and the house.

Stay strong, my son.

Juli...

Don't cry, Juli,

or I'll be ashamed of myself.

Hey...

My little one...

That's enough, march!

Grandfather, tell me: why did they
take away Tomi's mother and Janos?

Are they traitors, too?

Don't cry, grandfather.

I'm going to work,
in the factory where Janos worked.

- Take this.
- Thank you very much.

- My manuscript.
- I'll safeguard it.

May I read it?

Yes. You may, yes.

Juli.

You're right to leave.
I would do the same.

Here.

Take this with you. And don't
forget that you can always count on me,

understand?

Thank you.

Well, mister conductor, the problem here
is that your work is terrible.

It's obsolete, harmful, reactionary:
A musician's job is to delight us,

to make us fuller beings,
to give us strength, to encourage us to work

and continue with the struggle,
and to show us the joys and beauty of life.

You see, music is a tremendous power.

It was a weapon in your hands,
and it brought gloom to the workers

and lowered their spirits: you abused
our confidence and lack of knowledge.

You brought confusion to our minds,

and thus confusion to our production too.

Because you are not only a
bad, talentless musician, mister conductor,

you're an enemy too.

I can't use your flowery words,

I wasn't taught by American professors:
I was taught by Lenin,

Stalin and Zhdanov!

- But Comrade Lakatos--
- That is all!

Whoever wants to, can come with me.

NATIONAL CHOIR FESTIVAL
JUNE 17TH, 1950

Don't start to cry now.
You'll get to see him, too.

I can go in as well?

Hello, dad.

Hello, Janos.

Hello.

Tell me, how are things going?

How do you fare?

Juli.

I get up at five every morning,
as the shift starts at six, then I go home

and clean the house,
Tomi comes over every afternoon,

then I cook, then I leave for school.

I read a lot and go to the movies.

- What books are you reading?
- Everything.

Dostoevsky, Krúdy.
I saw The Fall of Berlin.

How about you, Andras?

Does it matter? I'm waiting.

You've grown so pale, Janos.