All language subtitles for Örökség (Márta Mészáros, 1980).EN

I'd like 25 of the bonbons,
and 40 pieces of Dobos cake.

-Some of the kind I don't like.
-Of this? Not from that?

-And then...
-Very good.

-Pistachios, from the mignons,
I'd like... -Very good.

...maybe 30 or 40 pieces.
-Make it 50.

-Oh, good day, Iren.
-Good day.

-Then I would like some of these...
-Good.

and twice the amount of this.

And I want all these.

-Good?
-Everything as you say, my lady.

THE INHERITANCE

-I kiss your hand.
-Good day.

Good morning.

Good morning.

-This early? -Am I disturbing?
-Nah.

Can I help you?

Thank you.

Hi.

Thanks for the money.
I appreciate it.

I'll study with a master.
Figure drawing.

And how are you?

Look. I brought you this.

-Very nice.
-My gift for you.

-Thank you.
-Look at it from a distance.

Let's put it up. There,
next to the mirror.

No. It doesn't suit
this room.

-I'll bring your breakfast
to bed, all right? -Wait.

-It's more comfortable like this.
-Thank you.

One moment.

Here you are.

Thank you.

You like it with
lemon juice, right?

A good-luck charm? Thank you.

May your dreams come true. May
the Muses give you their grace.

Here is your mail. I called the doctor.

He said he'll visit you at 5 o'clock.

-Good. Tell the driver to be here at
half past four. -Yes. Half past four.

You're so lucky, Iren. You've got
something to live for.

You can't complain either.
You really have everything.

You've got someone you love,
you've got a family.

I don't understand these
strange moodswings of yours.

You've got everything. Am I right?

Everything. I'm filthy rich.

You said that now as
though you didn't believe it.

Nothing is that simple.
One day I'll explain it to you.

I'm starting to understand
why you're so mysterious.

Too bad it's so foggy today.

Just sit in the back.
I'll sit next to the driver.

Not a word to Akos about
where we're heading.

We can go now.

Thanks Lajos. Everything all right?

Of course, Your Highness.

-What is this? Where did you bring me?
-Please. This way.

Lead the way.

He raised the price but in the end I
also got the little forest by the lake.

If my dear daughter loves it
so much, let her have it.

-Welcome, Your Highness.
-Good day.

-Good day. -It'll be all yours.
I'll register it under your name.

-And to your son-in-law too.
-But I can't forget my daughter.

Look, what a spectacular room.

Look, how pretty these
stucco ornaments are.

These are beautiful Dad.

I hope Akos will like them too.

Do you like it?

I bought it for you.

Darling.

Thank you.

Dad.

-Come. Have a look at this room as well.
-Yes, my dear.

How do you like it? I was thinking that
this could be our bedroom, if you agree.

Though I'd replace the
tapestry with a brown one.

That'd be cozier.

Yes. That'll be cozy.
A nice, antique bed.

It's ours.

Akos. I'm devlishly superstitious,
and I'm thinking we can start...

again here. Why, anything
could happen in this house.

Don't you believe that?

Kiss me.

I believe in the magic of a new place.

And in miracles. Despite what the
doctors said.

-And you didn't think to get married?
-No. I'm not thinking about it.

I have other plans.
You know that, don't you?

It's not that.
I understand you, but it's strange.

-What's strange? -This can't be
a woman's fate. -What?

To live like this. Alone,
without support.

Do you think you're
strong enough for this?

I think so.

Then you're much
wealthier than I am.

Foolishness.

There is a nice poem,
"Mist before me, mist behind me,

I sprang forth from a hundred swans,
I was breastfed by a hundred girls

Carrying Jewish blood,
I became a Hungarian,

Mixed in among Serbs,

I rested on their lands,

And from many roots,
I became one.

Accusations behind me,
desires before me.

Very beautiful. Did you write it?

No. No.

But it was written
by a woman. A poet.

Nice dreams worth nothing, if we don't
have the strength to make them come true.

I know I haven't achieved anything yet.

I owe you so much.

You owe me nothing.
I depend on you, actually.

-You could even help me...
-Me? How?

I can't have children.

Because I'm infertile.

I can't get over it, you see?

Good. But highlight it in a
separate clause. Excellent.

When?

Tomorrow afternoon, at 4 o'clock.

Good. All right.

Thank you.
Yes.

My dear father.

We must talk about something.

You came just right. I was talking
to the lawyer. Sit down.

I'm worried about you, my child.

I'm restless.

Why? Why, sweet father?

I'm sick.

You're not sick at all.
You're handsome and youthful and...

you'll live for many more years.
-I know, I know...

Believe me, Dad.

-But there's something you don't know.
-What?

I've prepared my
last will and testament.

-Although you'll be my sole heir...
-I beg you, please don't.

-But I inherit everything to your
children. You understand? -Good.

For your sake.

But those grandchildren
aren't even born yet.

My dear Dad.

I have faith that
they will be born.

It's good that you have faith
about that. We must have faith.

You're so good.

I promise to give you
that grandchild.

Very good. Look in the mirror.

The colour suits you.

-Not too old-fashioned?
-Not at all. -Thank you.

Good, I'll take it.

Thank you. Good bye.

Good bye.

I want to talk to you in private.

Look, Szilvia.

-I can't leave the salon now.
-After work, please.

Today, I'm busy even after work.

Let's meet tomorrow then.

I'll come for you. After closing.

There's nothing more
to talk about.

-Iren, listen please...
-Leave me alone. -Iren.

Why don't you want to help me?

-Please don't start all over.
-Why do you say that?

That what?

I'd like you to think about it
one more time.

-Please don't challenge our friendship.
-I'm begging you.

At once.

Remember. Didn't you always say
we must live differently?

By making alliances?

Forget it.

-It is madness.
-I can't. It's an obsession.

Why can YOU of all people
not understand this?

There's nothing to understand.
I'll see you later.

But go now.

It's me, Iren.

I couldn't wait anymore.
You promised to see me soon.

-You know why.
-Don't go. Listen.

-I'm ready, you can have
whatever you want. -Never.

You can't buy my freedom.
Trust me, Szilvia.

I'm afraid to.

I can only do for you what works for me.

Let's stop talking about this.

-Are you...?
-Yes.

-I kiss your hand.
-Good day.

Have a seat.

-Iren Simon.
-Akos Berenyi.

We can talk here quietly.

Please.

What's this all about?

First of all,
thank you for coming.

Were you surprised by
my invitation?

Ten thousand pengos.

Hmm...

My wife's signature.

Please give it back to her.

Why don't you give it back to her.
After all, it's your business.

Here.

It involves all three of us.

And if I return it, Szilvia would
just keep sending more.

Enjoy your good luck.
And be patient then.

My wife is very rich.

Alright, you don't care
about money.

But please do it for me.

Miss.

I'll do what you ask of me.

It's nice here.

Yes. Very nice.

Do you often visit the Gerbeaux?

I love sweet pastry.

The Miss can surely afford it.
Or so it seems.

I met Szilvia here.

-When?
-Pardon?

I asked you when?

Some two or three years ago.
No, two years ago.

Interesting. She never
mentioned you.

Stop drinking.

-It's empty.
-Give it to me. -Here.

Sit down. I want to
talk to you.

I also would like to ask
something... from you.

What do you think of this girl?

-Does she resemble me?
-What do mean "resemble?"

Physically, of course.

-Physically.
-I don't think so.

You don't?

No.

Anyway, it's not a problem.

I've already decided everything myself,
and I know what I'm going to do.

She's in need of money,
and I'll buy her.

She has great plans. Dreams.

She'd like to study. I'll help her out.

But what has it to do with me?

Don't you understand?

I don't understand.

But it's obvious. Iren is pretty,
young... she's healthy,

and if she agrees, I'm sure she'll
bear us a wonderful child.

I start to understand.

But tell me please,
what is my role in all this?

I'd like you to be
the father of our child.

Me?

Would it hurt so much?

Would it hurt you in any way?

It's distasteful.

-Akos.
-Leave me alone.

My dear, don't think
it's so easy for me.

I've been thinking a lot about this,
and I'm so afraid that...

in five or ten years you'll start
yearning for a child, and then...

you'd leave me... I know.

-It'll be like that.
-How can you have such a foolish idea?

How can you think I'd desert a woman
just because she can't have children?

Do you know me so little?

I know that you love me.

Do you remember when we first met...

what you asked me?

Can there be real love on this Earth...

little Miss Szilvia?

-I remember I said, "No-no. Little
Miss mustn't cry." -I'm not crying.

You replied, if you fell in love once,
you'd go to the forest and die.

You're not truly in love after all.

But now I could go there.

Then why don't you?

Because I've changed, darling.
Because I think differently now.

How?

What do you mean how? Love is life,

and life... life is a struggle.

God bless you.

-These are just empty phrases? -No.
-It is selfish to humiliate me like this.

I'm only humiliating myself.
Myself only.

And I have the strength to bear it.

You mean you're wealthy
enough. Is that it?

No, you give me the strength, darling.
By staying with me.

Listen.
This is so simple.

We have money.
Iren doesn't have money.

I want her to live how she wants.
You understand?

One year from now. One.

Iren. You've got a visitor.

-Good day.
-I kiss your hand.

My uncle.

-Is this your room?
-Come in.

-Please.
-Thank you.

Thank you.

Pardon.

-I apologize because of Szilvia.
-Let's not talk about it.

I'll do as if you...

just dropped in for tea.
Isn't that so?

Quite so.

Here. Have some tea.

Thank you.

-Would you like some sugar?
-No. Thank you.

Thank you for the tea.
Good bye.

I'd like to meet with you.
Can we talk about a rendezvous?

Tomorrow. Can you make it?

-No. I'm sorry.
-Are you that busy?

-I heard, you met my husband.
-Yes.

-You asked him for a rendezvous
in the Gerbeaud? -Yes.

-Is that a problem? -Not at all.
He found you very likeable. -Really?

What do you think of Akos?

I don't really know...

I want you to be happy.

-Is that why you make this move?
-Yes.

-I can't believe it.
-You can.

You've strange paintings in your room.

You noticed them?

They're unique.

Thank you.

The little Miss likes
sweet things, am I correct?

Well, it's nice of you that
you didn't forget.

Do you like it?

It's very tasty.

Pardon, Captain. You've a phone-call.
This way, please.

Forgive me for a moment.

My lady. The Captain had to leave.
He settled the bill.

Here is the change.

-Thank you, just keep it for yourself.
-Thank you, my lady.

Iren.

-You're her friend, aren't you?
-Yes.

She hasn't left the room for days,
just lays in bed... crying.

Maybe you can help.

You haven't called me for weeks.

I missed you.

You know...

It happened.

I don't understand.

I'm pregnant.

Thank you.

It's morning and
you're already drunk.

No, my dear. I'm just tipsy.

This is just the beginning.

Congratulations, darling.
Irenke is pregnant.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I thought you wouldn't come.

-Please.
-Thank you.

An angel. Isn't he?

-Pardon, my lady. Congratulations
on your 'female'-dancers. -Thank you.

Bravo. Bravo. Bravo.

Bravo. Amazing.

Forgive me.

Thank you.

Please.

Dad, please. Just a moment.

Yes, my child.

This is the friend I told you about.
Iren Simon.

-I think I've met her before.
-I don't know. Perhaps.

My freckles are hard to forget.

Cheers.

-Did you see Feri Csik's win?
-No.

But I saw Gyula Elek's.

Mexico snatched away the
bronze from you in polo.

Yes. 16-2.

-We show the film right after.
-I'll set it up.

-Prepare the first reel.
-Understood.

-This is all splendid.
-And now comes the best part.

Attention, ladies and gentlemen.
Presenting the great artist in person.

Don't ever say,

that you've already
stepped beyond everything,

that nothing new might come

in life unexpectedly.

Don't ever say it's over,

or that you're
not interested anymore,

'cos beyond the everything

a lot more might still come.

Don't ever say it's over,

Say only that so far, it was worth it,

And if it was worth it,
the point might come,

And whatever you must say - just say.

Don't ever say, it's over.

Say only that so far, it was worth it,

And if it was worth it,
the point might come,

And whatever you must say - just say.

I prepared everything
for the projection.

I kiss your hand.

Let me introduce you. My friend, Iren.

-I kiss your hand.
-We don't want anything.

I'm happy we've been introduced.

Me too. I heard a lot about you.

-On the radio?
-There as well.

Pardon.

How does Szilvia know this woman?

This is the first time
I've seen her as well.

Have you any games?

Unfortunately not. We had
problems with the horses.

Half of them were wounded before
our game against the Argentinians.

Dear guests.

I believe, my passionate
love for films...

is hardly a secret to you.

This love was kept in family
circles until now.

So I only filmed relatives
and my favourite horses.

After all, my other love
is horseback-riding.

This was the first occasion
when I made something

that is more... err... that means more

to me than just mere entertainment.

And the big news, is that in this
film you can hear Hitler, himself.

You'll hear his Opening
speech at the Olympics.

Let's start the show.

The Olympic Bell started to chime
at 04.13 on Saturday afternoon.

The 14th Olympic Games
of the modern era have started.

I hereby declare the Berlin
games in celebration of...

...of the eleventh
Olympic games of the new age...

...open to the public.

A couple of seconds more and
the Olympic flame will be lit.

The competitions will start
this Sunday morning.

And here is the new star.
Owens. The long jumper.

Setting a new world record
on the 4th of August...

...the winner is Owens.

With a running time of
10.2 in the 100 meters.

Metcalfe is in 2nd place.
Osendarp in 3rd.

In the Equestrian Pentathalon...

Orban comes in 4th with his
well-known slow horse.

Balazs stumbled at the 8th hurdle.
Bartha's horse was stopped at the 7th.

Equestrian Polo was introduced
to the Olympics in Berlin.

The five participants are Argentina,
England Hungary, Mexico, and Germany.

We were hoping
to win third place.

We were unlucky.

Against Germany our ball hit the goalpost.
This is very rare in Equestrian Polo.

Given the ball's small size,
it rarely hits the post.

In the end, it was a draw.

And with its 16-2 victory Mexico
snatched the Bronze medal from us.

The flags say good bye.
The flame is extinguished.

The Olympic banner is removed.

The 11th Olympic Games are over.

Dr. Balint Homan received us in the
name of the Hungarian Government.

We layed flowers to commemorate

our fellow countrymen, who
lost their lives in the war...

Well, that's all. Turn on the light.

-Congratulations.
-Thank you.

That was an excellent film.

These sport-events were great. But they
weren't the only Olympic attraction.

Good night, my lady.

-I hope you had a good time.
-Yes, thank you.

Please. Escort the lady.

-Good bye.
-Good bye.

Please.

Please, please.

Thank you. Thank you, you may go.

Good night, my dears.

I leave you to yourselves. I'm tired.
It's best I lay down now.

All right, Dad.

Well... I'm glad
that I got to know you.

So was I.

I suppose you'll be a regular
guest in our house from now on.

You think rightly.

Sleep well.

Good night.

I went to see the doctor.

I'm pregnant. It's confirmed.

It's a strange, but good feeling.

I want to keep it.

I love you.

And I'm very happy.

Are you? Akos.

Good. I'm leaving now.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Take care of yourself.

God be with you.

And I think we can
congratulate each other.

My driver is waiting and
will take you home, Miss.

-When will I see you again?
-Whenever you want.

Szilvia, leave me alone now.

But I'd like you to stay, Akos.
I'm afraid on my own.

Please understand.

Leave me alone.

We're going to have a child.

You beast.

-Szilvia. What's Doctor Marton's
phone number? -Ah.

16-653.

Poor soul... He had a feeling
that he was about to die.

Did you have a good trip?

-Isn't this a lovely spot?
-Especially now, in the Autumn.

In the spring there are fers.

Yes, very romantic.

An ideal place if you

want to hide away.

-We've prepared everything for you.
-Very nice of you.

-Hi.
-Hi.

I'm here.

I kiss your hand.
Welcome to our home.

-I'll show you your room.
-Thank you for the invitation.

Is this going to be mine?

Now I understand why it
took so long to get ready.

Such a surprise.

So sweet and charming.

The black suits Irenke
so well. Interesting.

And the red suits Szilvia.
What a discovery.

And they're so alike.
Both lovely.

The ladies first.

No more for me, please.

No, no. Thank you but none for me.

When are you going to Vienna?

-Not yet. I must go back to Pest first.
-Vienna is such a beautiful city.

Have you been there, Uncle Fulop?

Yes, a long time ago.

It looks like he'd rather be in Pest.

Thank you.

Are you not going
because of us?

-Akos.
-Exactly.

Honestly? Are you telling us the truth?

-Let's go there all together.
-Alright.

-Let's drink to it.
-Rather to being here.

You shouldn't drink.

I shouldn't? Ah. If not, not...

But then I shouldn't either.

-Look. Isn't it nice?
-Very nice.

I tried to continue
with your embroidery.

I'd be happy to teach you.

-Would you like tea?
-Pour me some.

-Sugar?
-No.

-Yoo-Hoo.

Akos. We're here.

Hold me... do you hear me?

I can't sleep.

Help me fall asleep.

Like in the old days. Remember?

I miss you. I miss you so much.

Don't ever say,

that you've already stepped
beyond everything,

that nothing new might come

in life unexpectedly.

Don't ever say it's over,

or that you're not interested anymore,

'cos beyond the everything

a lot more might still come.

Pardon.

Don't ever say it's over,

Say only that so far, it was worth it,

And if it was worth it,
the point might come,

And whatever you must say
- Oh, just say.

Don't ever say, it's over.

Ah.

What do you know?

I bumped into an old schoolmate,
Frici Szorondy.

-Frici, say hello to my wife.
-I kiss your hand.

Auntie...

I kiss your hand.

-And my sister-in-law.
-I kiss your hand.

I told Akos that I'd like
to invite you for dinner.

But he refused,
so I just came to meet you.

And now I'm leaving.

I kiss your hand.

-You want to see my horses?
-Thank you, you may go now.

-Would you like to?
-With pleasure.

Racing horses, with wide collars.
Come, see for yourself in the stable.

-Would you like to smoke, Iren?
-You know I can't.

I forgot.

So, rumours say
my grandmother was a Jew.

Mother Maria is a Jew... that's
a good one, right? Hmm?

Poor Maria.

They warned me to be careful.
Certain circles dislike how I talk

about National-Socialists.

They're enraged. I mean
the entire right-wing clique.

So I asked for a
hearing at Headquarters,

and showed them
my grandmother's birth certificate.

They read it thoroughly... From
A to Z, and then they apologized

and told me I should understand that
we're to clear officers ranks

from people of Jewish origins.

At first I thought of giving this
overzealous idiot a slap, but then...

I chose to ignore
the whole thing.

Am I right, Szilvia?
Good evening to you all.

-Good evening.
-It's good that you're here.

Sit down.

Szilvia...

Can I ask you something?

Stop biting your nails.

Didn't you hear me?

What's wrong with you, my love?

Akos. Can I ask you something?

Can you go to the Szorondi's alone,
and say I'm not feeling well?

Darling...

Not feeling well?

I really feel so weak,
and dizzy...

My head is about to explode...
And I'm so nervous.

You could make an effort.

Don't be so scornful.
It's serious.

Why are you surprised?
You're to blame for this.

I see it's really important that
we are cruel to each other.

Right... "darling."

I'm just trying to live
up to your expectations.

Thank you, Lajos.

Tell Iren that Szilvia stays here.

It's ridiculous.

My friend Frici already heard
that we expect a baby.

I had no other choice. I had to
introduce Iren, instead of you.

You know it's not about that.

I'm fed up with the way you behave.

What's going on? I don't
understand it and I hate it.

This is a living Hell. I hate Iren,
myself, and everyone else.

I'm begging you.
Go away and leave us alone.

We can take care of ourselves.

You won't be alone for long.

But I ask you to calm down.
For your own sake.

It depends on you too.
Help me. Please.

Do you remember Pista Jaki?

Have you heard the latest?

It illustrates our state of affairs.

One can't go out without
meeting stinking Jews.

Poor Pista Jaki went into the Sanoir
with two female companions...

and all of a sudden three
clearly Jewish citizens...

sat down right at the next table.

I can't say Pista is a saint but

who on Earth wouldn't get upset
from such a provocation?

So, in the end, one after the other,

Pista pitched out the whole gang.

The Devil knows, but
I find this is not funny.

Me neither and that's the point.
So, Pista Jaki...

You're right. Let's drink.

Dear Szilvia. Welcome.

Here's to you, my dear Akos.

I'm happy to welcome you and
your wife here at my table. Welcome.

To your health.

-My dear mother.
-To your health.

To our good health.

Katinka. My dear father.
To your health.

Well, back to where I left off...

It's about time to introduce the same
laws here as they did in Germany.

Hitler is absolutely right.

What is it?

Bring some water, Janos.

Excuse me.

-How is she?
-Just a bit weak. -Alright.

Do you feel ill?

I don't know.

Do you want us to go home?

Yes please.

Don't worry about anything. Just think
that soon you'll go away.

-I can't take it anymore.
-What?

It's only my baby while I'm pregnant.
How can I give away my little one?

My own child?

Don't torture yourself, Irenke.
Lay down. Have some rest.

Come, dear.

Good night, dear.

What's that?

A magic ring.

Can it tell if it's boy or girl?

It'll be a child... it says...

You know what I'm thinking?

The same as I.

It'll be good to go away.

Szilvia. What's wrong with you?

What happened? Szilvia.

Wake up.

Szilvia.

I can't. Terez. Whatever happens, I...

What am I...?

-You're Szilva.
-I'm...

I'm me, and what are you?

-You mean I?
-You're a servant.

Good. Don't lay here by Iren's door.
Come. I want to sleep...

That's done then...

Put down your luggage.

Thank you.

How do you like it?

-Look at that view.
-Wonderful.

How beautiful it is.
So calm...

I hope you will be satisfied.
May I help?

May I take your coat?

Are you always so courteous?

Only when I have such
amicable guests.

Please make yourself comfortable.

Let me assure you, there is
no need to be concerned.

Everything is fine.
The embryo's development is normal.

The mother has a strong health.

In case you need me,
I am always at your disposal.

Thank you Doctor.

May I introduce you to my wife's sister.

An honour madam. My lady.

Herr Doctor.

Here. Please.

This way.

You shouldn't always dress the same.

-Iren?
-She went for a walk.

-Alone?
-Alone.

You let her?

I understand she needs
some time alone as well.

She won't come back.

She left and took her
child with her.

Her child?

My dear, you forget I also
have a part in this matter.

Pardon.

It's not very pleasant, I know.

But she's heading
towards the station.

A first class ticket.

Thank you.

Iren.

What are you doing here?

Believe me, you've
no reason to worry.

Don't blame me for
coming after you, but...

it's so cold. And you
could catch a cold.

I'd like to say something.

I'm a Jew.

I know.

This is the Ludovika.
The Oath.

-The moment of the Oath.
-Did you take the Oath as well? -Yes.

This is my Regiment.

Don't stop.

Close the door, Szilvia.

Come. Sit down, please.

Go outside.

That was a noble gesture.
Worthy of you.

I'm glad to hear that.

Go back. I want to be alone.
Don't you understand?

-Leave me be, I beg you.
-Alright, alright.

I'm leaving.

We only have a couple of days
before it's all over, right?

Whatever happens, Iren
is the mother of my child.

Akos, do you know you
the poem "Young Lovers"?

'Mist before me, mist behind me'?

I know it.

And?

I like it very much.

I'd like if you'd learn it.

But not from me. From Iren.

And you know, I would like if you'd
understand it's meaning.

Yes.

Good night.

Push, my dear.

Push.

Good.

There.

Push, one more time. Push.

Stronger.

Stronger.

Breath deeply.

I can't take it. I can't.

No. I can't take it.

Push, my dear.

So.

We're almost done.

I can't take it. I can't take it.
I can't stand it. No.

Like that.

No. I can't take it.

No...

All right. Just put it there.
The driver will take care of it.

Thank you.

-Just go. I'll stay here.
-Good.

So. You can go.

To die. To die. To die.

So many of them had
surrounded me.

Thus spake Israel.

So many of them surrounded
me ever since my youth.

Yet none has ever defeated me.

They ploughed on my back,

leaving long and deep lines.
The Eternal One is Just.

It was Him, who cut
the strings of Evil.

We're all right.

-Do you miss me a little?
-Yes, a lot.

-I could die. The only thing that stops
me is I'd rather die with you. -Me too.

Let's die together in a duel.
I'll show you how to do it.

One, two, three...

Just aim.

-I won't shoot.
-Fire.

Just wait. Wait.

You're skin is hot.

-Let's hide.
-All right.

Akos, I just talked to Ciraki.

They're starting to deport
Jews from the countryside.

I'm worried as well, Terez.
But for the moment they're still safe.

I'm afraid not for long.

Go to them immediately.
I'll come as soon as I can.

You learn slogans
like that at school?

Yes, Mum. And we have to greet
saying 'Long live Szalasi.'

Father has come.

-My dear son, go to your room.
-I kiss your hand, father.

I'll be with you soon, just go
and play. Come on, go.

Collect your drawings.

I want to talk to you.

All right. Go outside, my boy.

It's very important.

-Look.
-He made it? Akoska?

-It's very nice.
-Yes.

Szilvia, listen...

I need your help.

You hardly ever ask for
anything, Akos.

Rarely.

But now, I do. Listen to me.

Szilvia. Give your papers to Iren.

You hardly leave the house.
No one will ask for them.

You're safe.

Szilvia. You'd be saving two people.

I've been waiting for this moment.
I won't give them to her.

-You must.
-No.

I don't want to know Iren,
nor her other son.

I've been suffering for 8 years.

-I had enough of this. Enough.
-Give them to me. -No.

-Do you realize what this can mean?
-No way.

But Szilvia.

I was fair, Akos. I paid her,
the rest's not my business.

It's her fate.

I could kill you now.

If we don't get out of here,
it could be too late.

No. I won't go anywhere.

We must survive here.
I thought it all over.

I don't understand you.

You still don't
understand anything?

You're gambling with your life.
Think about the kids.

I begged you for years to leave
this country, but you just refused.

You're just waiting.

Listen. For a long
time I also believed...

you could stay out of this, but
now I know you can't.

Could we just have left you?
We stayed here until now.

It doesn't matter anyway.

We either die or survive here.

Iren? Iren.

Wake up.

Listen.

The only important thing is
that you two survive.

-Don't be concerned about me.
-Mummy.

Mummy.

Dad. Come here.

Did you wake up, my dear?

-Have you slept well?
-Come.

-You stay here.
-Yes, Sir.

Go ahead. I'll go
around the back.

-Give me the child.
-What happened?

-The Arrowcross are here. Come.
-I don't.

You'll see, it's OK. Come dear.
We'll play something. You'll see...

we'll have fun together.
Come quickly. You must.

I'll tell you something.
Come my dear. Come.

Your papers, please.

Thank you.

Ma'am.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Take your coat.

Iren Simon.

This will cost you
your uniform, Colonel.

You're under arrest.

Don't touch me.

Subtitles: Swatura & Moviola
Special thanks to stefflbw