Original subtitles

He's running late, Sophianos.

He said afterwards. He'll show up.

Lucas!

What do you want?

Lies. I fired in the air.

DAYS OF '36 A film by Theo Angelopoulos

The car, Mr. Kriezis.

Guard.

Mr. Kriezis, the M.P., is here.

-So is your brother. -Tell him to go.

George, I have news.

Mr. Kriezis.

Sophianos!

I have a gun. I'm holding Kriezis.

Call the Warden.

That one was in the air. The next one's for Kriezis.

Call the Warden.

Sophianos, what do you want?

Is that you, Warden?

Inform the Ministry, I'm holding Kriezis.

What do you want?

I know I'm gambling with my life.

But my mind is made up.

I'll wait till midnight for an order from the D.A...

to get me out of here.

Otherwise I have four bullets. Two for him, two for me.

Have you gone crazy?

They won't do me in like this.

Three months in here. I've got the picture.

Give me the gun and I'll forget what you said.

Minister!

In laying the foundation stone...

for the new Olympic Stadium...

I assure you that the government...

will always be at the side of your young athletes.

Oh, Mother of the games, gold-wreathed Olympia...

Mistress of truth where by sacrificing, diviners

seek to know...

the will of Zeus of the flashing thunderbolt...

what message he may have...

for men who, in their very heart, strain to win...

magnificence of strength and a breathing-space from toil.

George Sophianos...

Greek-Orthodox... single...

Here we are.

Four years reform school.

Later, 18 months imprisonment for drug pushing.

Since then turned police informer.

Information provided by him...

Ied to the breaking up of many drug rings.

In the underworld he goes by the name of Valentino.

Charged with the murder of the politician Doxiades...

and is being held in custody awaiting trial.

Hey, Lucas.

I'm sick of hiding.

The lawyer and I have been looking all over for you.

Anestes, I'll talk.

-Lucas also came to see me. -Will he talk?

He asked to meet you at the sea-front behind the factories.

Then he'll go into hiding again until the trial.

Do you think he'll show up?

Don't worry, he'll be there. His mind's made up.

Excuse me.

CONSERVATlVE PARTY CLUB

Mrs. Kriezis is here, Sir.

I telephoned the general. He has already been informed.

He assured me that his government...

would do everything in its power to protect his life.

The general's maneuverings frighten me.

He's up to something.

Come on, calm down. Would you like a glass of water?

How long has it been since you last came to see me.

Remember 1889?

The palace ball? Our flight to Kifissia?

What madness!

How did it go? How did it go?

Sophianos was visited basically by two people.

His brother and Mr. Kriezis.

We can rule out Mr. Kriezis, of course...

As for his brother, he is always searched by the guards.

I can't see how Sophianos got the gun.

Why wasn't he held in a cell like all the rest?

I received orders. What was I to do?

Confidentially, I was under pressure from Mr. Kriezis.

Sophianos' brother was holding a briefcase when he went in.

Did you look through it?

It contained some papers. Nothing else.

When he was brought in he kept shouting he was being framed...

with the murder to get him out of the way.

Lately he didn't want to see anyone. He was afraid.

If they don't get me first, he would say...

I have things to say at the trial.

What's going on?

-He was accused for the gun. -When?

Only for a few minutes.

Can you hear me, George?

I'm Mavroides, the lawyer.

George, listen to me. The gun is a trap.

Hand it over for God's sake.

I can't tell you anything else.

Please, understand.

George!

Fool!

I don't see any bruises.

Does anyone know him?

This way.

Hello.

Hello, sit down.

-Any trouble getting here? -I know my way around.

-They shot at a cop last night. -So I heard.

Right on time.

Thanks.

He was with a tall guy at the rally.

They disappeared in the crowd.

Did you know Sophianos well?

I know him from way back.

Then I learned he'd become an informer.

There was trouble.Now they want him out of the way. Who knows?

Will you come and testify at the trial?

Speak up! Will you come? That's what's important.

If it takes place.

He's an informer.

-What does he want? -To find out about Sophianos.

I'm his lawyer. There's something I want to ask her.

You've been to see him in prison.

Yanni!

Please be seated, gentlemen.

A short while ago...

the Prime Minister...

received an ultimatum from the Democratic party.

They threaten to vote against the government...

in the event it gives in...

to Sophianos' demands.

For them the dignity of the state takes precedence.

However, as it is known, this ultimatum...

was preceeded by one from the Conservative party...

with precisely the opposite demands...

namely, the immediate release of Sophianos...

in order to save the M.P.

Gentlemen, the government is determined...

not to endanger its position.

I'm open to your suggestions.

All attempts to dissuade him have failed, Minister.

A solution must be found.

Tear gas is out of the question.

He'll have time to open fire.

He could be hit with machine gun fire, Sir.

You can't see anything.

The window panes have been whitewashed.

I would suggest something which may seem unorthodox...

but I find it most effective: poison.

Do you have any here?

I don't know. Let me ask.

We did have some.

I think that after we first consult with an expert...

Iet's say the professor of toxicology, Mr. Sakelariou...

who must, of course, also assume legal responsibility.

Naturally! We can give it a try.

The heavy peal of bells inside Thessaloniki...

The King rides in front with victory at his side.

Leading his brave troops to glory.

Like a white dove...

with weary wings... haling victory...

the church of St.Demetrius...

held by the Turks...

Resounding with joy and dazzling with light.

Troubles create insecurity.

The large financial concerns are affected.

The professor of toxicology, Mr. Sakelariou.

Minister, gentlemen...

Professor, you have been informed, I hope.

-Yes. -Do you agree?

Do you agree?

Please, wait outside for a moment.

You too, Professor.

You're wanted on the telephone, Professor.

Come along, Professor.

Your coffee, Sophianos.

Push it through.

If you're up to any tricks, you should know...

Kriezis will drink first.

No!

Liaracos... You're wanted by the adjutant.

Carry on.

Come with me.

There's the window. Here's the bed.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

What's going on?

He wants music.

He said he wants music.

Warden!

Now what is it?

-They're laughing. -Who?

Sophianos and Mr. Kriezis.

I swear. The others heard it too.

It's here.

I'm tired of your false caresses...

Your vows, your kisses, your airs and graces...

I'm tired of a love I used to dream of...

in your blue eyes.

Don't wait...

We can't relive the past. Don't wait...

In the vain hope of a forgotten love.

Stop it!

The window panes have been whitewashed...

But through the skylight...

one can see inside.

Leave us alone.

Did you hear me?

At your own risk.

Cigarette?

Mr. Prosecutor, please let me speak privately with Sophianos.

At my own risk, for ten minutes only, I assure you.

It can't be done.

I'm almost certain that I can persuade him...

to hand over the gun. I have new information

It's late. Can't you see?

There's nothing wrong with him. He has fainted.