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Stream of Love

Hi!

- I bought a horse, you see! - What? What kind of horse?

For my old age...

- God bless you! - Hi!

We went for a walk.

Old rake... Giddyap!

Here, in this area, within a 100 meter radius to where I live

there are about 20-25 widows!

But only 2 or 3 of them are delicate and soft.

The dough is so soft already!

What? What is it?

- Mrs. Lucz! Mrs. Budai! - Ah!

His two hands were so filthy...

that all the grime was cracking off...

Hi, old buddy!

The best potency increaser in the world!

The seeds! The nettle seeds!

Well, I was very much afraid, 'cos my sister-kin scared me so much...

So I had a sister-kin we used to do the harvest together, I was still just a girl, and...

...Mrs. Gyarfas, Kata, God rest her soul.

And so she told me, "you know what?"

When they start it with a girl, it is like as if they'd be skinning your mouth...

and I got so scared that they would skin me.

Well, the wedding night is a bit painful, my friend, to be honest...

Pardon me!

My husband went to bed. I told him, you just go to bed, and then I'll lie down too.

I went to bed.

And when he came close, to hug me, I climbed off at the other end of the bed.

Cos' it was in the middle of the big room.

The carpenter made the bed in such a way that the boards...

- it was an old-fashioned bed, you know - so the boards which held the slats

were barely held together by two nails only.

And then, when we went to bed,

and we really hadn't even done anything yet...

Hoopla! There we were on the ground! Eh!

And then we crawled out from under the bed.

It really was like that!

It was made by my godfather, Gyuri Marton,

the boards fell down, and the straw mattress, and the featherpad...

and the top of it ourselves, and our heads and legs all tangled up.

And then we howled with laughter.

We somehow managed to make some space for ourselves right after.

My husband climbed out of it, and then pulled me out from under that whatchamacallit.

They used to do stuff like that. Another one attached a bell under the bed,

yes, so that others could hear it when

they were doing something, because the bells were...

There ought to be 70 pieces!

- Sometimes, some people had their beds all next to each other. - Mine used to be like that too.

And the young folks and old ones were all together.

There were two rooms. One room and a kitchen.

And our clean garments were kept in the room...

and for at least a whole year our beds were

pushed together. And still we made the best of it.

- Weren't you ashamed of yourself? - Ashamed for what?

People worked quietly back then, they didn't scream like today!

- So, do you have any suitors to say good bye to again? - Of course, I do!

That's why I'm afraid to get married again for the second or third times now,

'cos I'm afraid to visit my boyfriends, 'cos it's been such a long time that...

I think it might be so overgrown now that I'd have to start from the beginning again...

just like the wedding night.

When he wanted to climb on top of me, I stepped off the other end of the bed.

Then he coaxed me back.

And then again, when he hugged me, I climbed down here. And this went on and on!

He really must have suffered!

I wasn't in the mood. I told him that I didn't feel like it.

Then he saw that I was attracted to him when...

as they say, when did these kind of foreplays...

when we went to bed, he started to play with me. kissing me everywhere...

my neck...and everything. "I love you so much," he'd say. "I crave you so much..."

and this affected me so much that after that... it became so much the style as having lunch!

Hello, little squirrels!

Well, I'm older than you!

Well, I don't mind! May God keep you for a long time!

... by two years. I was born in '31.

Everything in its own good time!

Then it's the most beautiful and also the best.

Ferenc, you drink coffee, right?

One of the old guys used to say...

how come God didn't take away desire the same time as he gave us impotence?

The desire is still there, but the talent is long gone.

And you desire so much, that it's killing you!

Well...that's why I'm telling you!

Nice...

Love is very nice.

The woman was afraid to tell her husband that now she would like to...

these days they would say, let's fuck!

Well, come on then!

The poor wife didn't tell this to her man.

They say that instead she just put her legs up there...

and like this she sent a signal that now she would like to.

Well then I told her, why don't you just tell me?

But don't prod my legs with yours now, 'cos you're givin' me the shivers.

Doing those things was nice.

Oh what great breasts I had! Oh, well...

They used to call me "the girl with the perkiest breasts."

Well, I was the prettiest girl... and the most talented as well, of course.

And so, I kissed with all of them.

Well, they pretty much battled each other for me!

Well, there were some I liked, you know, you may escort me home...

you may come or don't come, or I don't want you, or...

In a word, I was a bit nasty. A bit cocky, you know.

Well, they even called me the little cocky one.

And so I used to sew, and I sewed some clothes for myself,

and I was always very pretty.

I was 16 years old when me and my brother enrolled in a dancing school.

And you know I was so good at dancing. I mean, I knew every kind of dance.

Then the dancing instructor came to me,

he grabbed my hand...

and led me to the center...

and he said, pay attention now: one-two, one-two, one-two.

And I was doing it after him.

And then he held me and carried me around, just like the wind.

And I was waltzing so well, from the very first minute, like nobody else!

I mean, he demonstrated every dance with me!

And then on the top of all that I also won the beauty contest!

But then, I all of a sudden realized what's going on!

So I said, I'm going now.

He said: "A Good evening to you, young lady, but don't be in such a hurry!"

"I'll accompany you home if you allow me!"

Well, I said, come on then!

He came and then accompanied me for the next 50 years.

Erzsi!

Erzsebet!

It was a Pentecost Saturday...

I was carrying up the empty bottles...

and I hear that something's rattling inside in this room.

Well, I said, how did the cat get in here?

And as I was thinking about that, the door opens...

and that youngster jumps out through it.

He was 45 years old, a divorced man.

So he jumps out, and then I grabbed the beer-bottle and banged him on the head.

I turned around, and as he was running out I banged him on the head. He ran away.

And I could see from the window...

that he ran to the old timer, taking the wine with him.

Well, you just wait, I told to myself. I'll teach you a lesson with this Bergmann tube!

If I whack you again...

you'll soon forget the way to my house!

And so I went there asking, where is that sleazebag?

At that point I was already by the kitchendoor...

And he was just sitting by the table next to the door, like this...

and then he said: So, what's up?

That's what he told me.

But by then I was right there and I grabbed that iron-tube...

and I hit him on the head so hard that

he forgot everything he ever knew in an instant!

One after another, like a threshing machine.

And I kept hitting him with that iron-tube until he fell down from the chair.

I striked down Laci Danoczi dead.

I was 80 years old.

Well, off to prison then.

Ah, my God!

If love goes on till the grave, then you must keep on together...

and be happy.

Kiss him and satisfy all his needs.

Just as our Faith tells us to do.

If your hand is busy in the dough but your husband is about to go off...

pull your hands from the dough, wash them, and then satisfy his needs.

Because right after you can still continue with the kneading.

Make it quick. "Hop on Hop off" that's all that's needed...

and if it was good for me or if it wasn't, it's no big deal.

Just let him have his way fast... Well, what kind of thing is that?

And now, I see it in the movies and on TV what love really is...

and I'm telling you it wasn't like that at all.

Quite often it was almost as if they were stabbing a knife in our backsides...

but then if you had told the man "I do" at the wedding, then you must let him do it...

and that's it.

A man must be where he is supposed to be!

On top!

He'd raise her legs...

and the woman grabbed the man's head...

and rubbed it.

And then you knew that she's liking it now.

"No, don't go away!"

"Stay, 'cos it feels so good now!"

Hmm?

But these days?

The man lays down and the women climbs on top of him...

and keeps pushing him like blind men push the new dawn!

And one's back can break from all that...

and the "sword" almost breaks as well.

No!

They should be hugged... kissed...

and caressed by hand, those "golden lips."

And caressed some more...

And the two people fall on each other...

and if they like it a lot...

they do it again.

There wasn't this getting-naked-thing in front of each other. No.

Not me, anyway! I don't even know when.

Anyway I've never got completely naked in front of my husband either.

Not at all.

Without panties..or something...

a shirt or something else... I didn't get undressed. Never!

We weren't used to that but it wasn't demanded from us either.

We might have kissed each other on the face perhaps.

And if we kissed each other on the mouth that was

only because we felt strong love at that moment.

Very strong love. But only then.

It wasn't like pushing our tongues into each other's mouths back then! Oh Dear God!

Old women used to wear no panties.

And so they were so much afraid of "rolling in the hay," that they were heartbroken.

Just one glass of palinka brandy and all that.

And then at the sheepshearing, when they all went up to the forest, you know...

to shear the sheep.

And that's when the men grabbed the women and pushed them down.

And there! On the hillside! They rolled around in the hay!

They usually comes out where the soil is rich.

Well, yes...

But it's been stepped over all around...

- Oh how pretty those Forget-Me-Not's are over there! - Very nice!

Dear mother...

Dear mother, we brought you our hearts, fiery hot...

and red roses to the altar, and blue Forget-Me-Nots...

I just can't pick any more of them.

Go over there, on the steps!

Well, it's smoking now so there'll be something happening here soon!

Do you know what we used to say back then? Smoke for the sinner, and flame for the truth.

Flame for the truth. Yes.

Here you go.

So we thank you dear God for this day! God bless you!

And we thank you dear God for helping us to make it up here...

and now let him help us with the food, and the journey back home.

Even the fire will burn better, you'll see, if we drink this.

- And that Uncle Pista Tegyele... - Yes...

... he grabbed me and he was so good at rolling in the hay, that man. Yes.

'Cos you know, he cleverly placed his hands and his elbows under you...

and pinched together your legs with his...

in a way that not even your skirt got stained. Not even...

and like that we got going so that I didn't feel it when he got on top of me...

rolling around in the hay.

But not with one's own husband, cos'...

it was whomever a man fancied, he grabbed and rolled in the hay with.

And this caused a lot of jealousy too.

This is already done, isn't it?

- Which one? - Mine.

Why are you not talking?

You don't say about whether you used to duck behind the bushes with others.

- Well I told you I didn't hide there! - But then how were you rolling in the hay?

Well, we rolled around in the hay when we got to the back of the house. And then we got up.

- That's how it went. - That's how it went. It was like that.

Denial and sin go hand-in-hand.

Well, it goes without saying.

Look there's the train is going by, eh!

Even old goats like to lick salt!

Slowly back! Back now!

Now, let them pass!

Come on, quickly!

I'm gonna grab the whip, your mother was a... Stand up!

Look there... Just look at what you're doing!

What are you straggling about!

A guy came from Szenttamasto to ask for my hand.

And you know what?

You just go home! Don't ask for my hand!

I don't need more trouble on my mind and to be careless with my pussy either!

Well... You got that right!

Soon it's upon us to have our turn.

I drink my wine and hug my babe...

after all I can't embrace the whole world.

We went to Danfala to the baths with Feri.

And you know, by now the "dust had already settled from our eyes"...

that we bathed in two tubs, this is the truth, but in the same cabin.

And then we got undressed, he did and I did...

and by now, you know, it was last year,

we didn't have that much to be ashamed of...

but of course I felt a bit bad about it,

but then he just grabbed me, licked me and kissed me all over...

and even the world came to an end with all the things that he did, you know...

and then, err...

But really, we were stupid and afraid and

that's why we missed out on a lot of good things.

Not anymore though.

Of course I missed you. I missed you! Of course I missed you!

You know, age breaks people down...

Are you that dizzy perhaps that after the

snow melts you wouldn't be able to ride the bicycle?

Of course I could do that!

The heart can love till the grave.

- That's certain! - That's crystal clear!

Till the grave.

Well, listen to me! You know it felt a bit...

- What? - It felt a bit bad...

but then I just relaxed.

My glasses, my glasses...

Of course love you! What kind of talk is this? Of course I love you.

Hoho, you!

I really do enjoy this life! I enjoy it!

My wife, I fed her, that's right, for almost two years.

I washed her body and everything that was necessary.

And when she spoiled herself, I'm giving you a detailed account...

then luckily I could...

because I learned it at the hospital, I mean, how to treat that kind of a patient.

I went to the forest...

and picked her those red wild strawberries into a little tincup.

And when I returned home I started to make her some broth.

A meat broth.

And I also cooked these thin...

as we used to call them, thin pancakes.

Those very thin ones that can be made quickly.

And then in the evening, the last evening, just before her big paralysis...

so then my wife told me that...

"You should know that I could never stand you one bit!"

So then I told her "why did you stay with me if you couldn't stand me?"

After that it was over. So Distressing.

So, it's all burned out.

But maybe I can still revive it. I'll put some of these...

these thin ones...

perhaps it'll light up.

There was a neighbour when we used to live in another street, not here...

a man, younger than me, Younger by at least 7 years.

She gave herself to him.

And then she used him...

all the time, always, if I may say it like this, I mean, in plain Hungarian.

She used him.

I caught them at it here, here in my house.

there was kind of a little pantry, just like the one I have here.

That's where they were doing their things.

And when I stepped into the house from the outside...

then I could see what they were doing.

And then my wife, when she saw me...

she got surprised when I opened the door.

And all she could say was, 'Oh!'

Nothing else just 'Oh!' when she saw me.

And then I pulled myself together 'cos I could see

that since there was a ladder in the pantry leading up to the attic,

the man ran up there.

And then because I wanted to let him go without a fight...

I went out into the courtyard.

That's when the man left as well.

But I never even brought this up to my wife. That she behaved like this.

She just had this kind of thinking that allowed her to give herself to others.

And then she started to do it not only with the neighbour...

but with the field-workers too.

And so I'm telling you I did dream about her once or twice here in bed.

But by the morning already when I woke up...

I was already so, so... I cheered up so much dreaming about her.

Really!

She was the kind that....

Even now she had such a big need for that...

So I told her, "find somebody else!"

I could never be enough for her, no way!

Let's go into the hills, there, not too far from the bathing place...

to have some fresh air...

to lay down a blanket, find a quiet spot, like so. There are no people walking here...

where we can chat, and eat, and drink, and then we'll see...

And she asked me "why?"

"There's nothing here for you and you want to grab it tight?"

But there, in the bathing place, it was like it was.

Well, If I'm being honest.

Am I right, eh?

In the bathing place it was like it was.

And isn't that just good as it is?

Well then, look for a younger one. A stronger one...

who can serve your needs perfectly.

"Ah, but you're good enough just as you are!"

In my mind there's nothing more. Leave me alone! You're good enough the way you are.

I'm telling you, you know what?

I can't get a good one,

and the bad ones I don't need.

The love, the kissing...

I was a fool for them all my life. Even today.

Ah, how good!

My God, how good!

I didn't even know, for quite a long time, what real pleasure means.

What is real pleasure.

My husband was 77 years old when he died.

70... I mean 67 years old, I'm sorry.

67 years old, and then I'm 3 years younger than he was.

A long time after his death...

I bathed, I washed myself, and you know, I went to work

and they also called me to some private events, and cooking... and all that.

So, I went to bed, and bathed...

and then I could feel that when I kept washing myself like that...

all of a sudden...

even though I hardly touched it...

and suddenly I could feel something like...

as if... the blood started to run much faster in me or something.

And so that's what it was.

So, I told to myself, if only there was a man here now...

a beloved someone... But who?

It was bedtime and I was like 13 years old, or 14 perhaps.

How did my dear mother let such a little girl go out into the big world on her own?

Because she had to let me go,

I served for 5 years and 3 months faraway.

So I wasn't even asleep yet when suddenly the bathroom door opened...

and by then I was already turned towards the wall under the blanket.

So I looked back to see what the Master wants...

where does he want to go, outside perhaps, or if he wants anything at all.

And so he was only wearing, the top part of his pajamas.

Never in my whole life have I ever seen a cock until that moment.

A big, dirty and stinking cock he just came there...

He switched on the light...

and looked at me to see whether I'm looking back at him or not.

And then I got frightened and turned back towards the wall...

thinking that he would just go back where he came from,

and not even then did I think that.. er...

And then he just pulled off the cover...

and threw it in the air and laid right next to me into the bed...

with his big hard cock, to put it plainly.

So I pulled close to the wall.

And he promised me everything there, everything good...

And I just hit the wall and screamed, "Help! Help!"

And it was at that moment the two little ones, his 6 years old son...

and the 3 years old little girl came in...

because their bed was right next to that wall on the other side.

And then my Master...

pullled himself together...

and slapped the child on the face twice...

- and his fingers even left a mark! - "Why did you come in here?"

And then somebody knocked on the door and it was the servant coming up.

I'm saying that with this heart of mine...

no matter that I am as old as I am now...

but I loved and still love the good, the nice, and everything...

but if I cannot do it with a young one then

I don't need an old one either to just push me around.

Having a young one like that! Hah! If it would only be possible...

even here in the village to have a secret lover...

But nowadays, I tell all the young folks that as long as they feel good about doing it, to just do it!

Don't save it for later because by now...

it's dried out..like a well.

- We think. There is no moisture there anymore. - The water is drying out.

The energy is running low.

The well-pole's bucket has dried out as well

because the men don't have it anymore either!

And so we were left out of it. No problem. Here's something else.

I've been thinking.

Of course!

Well, there are sixty year old ones here! And younger ones..and so on!

Of course! And not just one!

But I can't just do it every night. Who the heck knows...

I couldn't have done that not even when I was just 80 years old.

But it still happens that a man has a craving.

I can still do it more or less.

"Not so easy but with drugs it's breezy!" Like I said!

Veronka is very fine woman.

I would take her any time!

I loved women. I loved drink.

I loved dancing. and I loved doing the thing!

And not for nothing I was born that day.

That was my life.

I don't know anything nicer or better...

in life than to be in love.

... On the streets of Pest Walks a young girl...

A gentleman follows after her, with a stiff collar around his neck...

Do you know how it was?

Because by the time they called for me, she was already having the pains.

- Yes. - She had to lay down. And then one leg came out. Only one leg!

I grabbed the nappies and I pushed it back in.

I asked her, "Erzsi, does it hurt? If it does, tell me!"

I didn't tell her what I'm doing.

- Yes, yes. Good. I pushed that leg back, and she said it doesn't hurt.

But it kept coming out at least three more times, this one leg only.

And when I was pushing it back, I saw

that the little one was twisted around. The legs weren't together.

And then I grabbed one with the nappy, and started to pull it...

and kept the other one back.

And I kept pulling this other leg until both legs came out.

Then the arms got stuck... the arms didn't want to come out.

And then I grabbed it like this, making sure that it doesn't break...

and I could feel her heartbeat getting weaker.

Then I said, "Push Erzsi! Or else this baby-girl will break in half!"

- She says: "A girl again?" - No No! I don't yet know what it is.

I got scared that if I called it a girl, she wouldn't push anymore.

And so I struggled with her for a while until her hands came out...

and then she was born. But absolutely blue.

No cries, no nothing.

I tried to swing her a bit by the legs and all that, but still nothing.

I put her down...

and wiped her and started to blow some air into her mouth.

And that's when Gizi peeked through the pantry door.

She's coming through from Aunt Juli's kitchen: "Ah, Veronka! Aren't you disgusted?"

And then I said, "she'll never be cleaner than this ever again!"

"Why are you disgusted by that?"

And then the baby-girl cried out and I let her cry a bit.

Then I cut the cord, asked for some blue alcohol, and all that...

and I cut the cord.

And when I started to put her in the swaddling bands...

- Should I squash it flat? - Or just hit it!

When they called up the doctor, Szentgyörgyi...

he said, "Aunt Veronka" I don't even know how he said it...

- "Veronka," he said. - "I wouldn't have started this at home," you know.

Csilla would have died if I wouldn't have been there. She wouldn't have been able to...

'Cos she would have been taken!

And she wouldn't have given birth 'cos she would have died by then!

'cos I'm telling you she was dying. She was as blue as the blue swaddling cloth.

... she washed herself, and all that, by God,

so that if she were to lay down with such a man

then she'd at least be (clean) like that, you know.

With a good odour.

And then he said: Listen to me, go back, go home...

- and come back to me tomorrow in a natural way... - Bring your own smell!

Don't you wash yourself for me, and don't put no perfume on yourself either!

I got so much perfume from my wife already that for me...

I want you to have your natural smell!

My uncle told me, Uncle Imre Dobos, God rest him in peace...

that a good pussy smells like rancid butter.

Uncle Janos said that a good pussy smells like herring!

- My God. - Like herring! That's what he liked. So.

But there is some truth in that.

They also say it in the song, "the smell of your skin"...

Listen to me, 'cos I'm saying something good!

Well, you know we couldn't really enjoy it back then.

And then she told us, when it was Mari's wedding,

er... Aunt Krisztina was the cook.

And we, young women complained to her that we cannot really enjoy it.

And then she said: "Oh, all those stupid cows and donkeys..."

Eh, what then?

Aunt Krisztina, please!

No! First we must do this, and only then...

- "Aunt Krisztina, please, tell us!" - "No!"

I'll tell you this much; that you can enjoy it even without a man if you want to!

Ah, Aunt Krisztina! How? How? How?

You go home... - and when the men have already shut their eyes and ears...

you just put some pork fat on your fingers... and your "button"...

And she said, "you'll enjoy it like the Heider thunderbolt!"

I don't want to know about that!

Just hold it right there!

It doesn't matter whether you want it or not! I tried it!

I came home, and I tried it. One can enjoy it! Like a burning fire!

I don't mind anything but I don't want that!

- Oh, the things I learned! - Listen to me!

I understand that perhaps it's possible.

But all dried out, no...

but without the kisses and some of the little sweet things...

without a bit of foreplay...

and without a bit of all that, it's worth only a big pile of bullshit!

I'm telling you, all dried out, you're dried out!

Well, by the dog's cock I'm telling you, if I'm dry, I don't want it!

- What do you mean...? - Well this, what I just told you!

It's not worth anything at all!

I don't want to know about this kind of love!

Eh, this wasn't love, little imiss goody, this was just a bit of enjoying it while even dry!

- I don't want any of that! - Without a man?

- You should try it this evening! - How about now?

You should try it this evening! Dry!

Come on! Let's go!

Let's go! Go! Go!

Listen to me, Auntie Roza, your tits...

can handle it, they'll be good and soft!

Nothing will happen to your tits!

- Will I mess up my nice blouse? - Aha!

- You won't break your dauer in it! - Where is Aunt Roza?

I'll just sit down here and try it!

I must slow myself down!

Wake up, Rudi, wake up!

All the stupid old hags, all the old fools!

How are you coming?

My tits pull me that way...

The problem is that my arse is too big.

They're all going in different directions and not where they should.

We thank all the participants of the film!

Aunt Veronka

Uncle Feri

Aunt Rozal, Aunt Tercsi, Uncle Marton

Aunt Erzsi, Aunt Jula, Uncle Denes, Uncle Lajos.

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