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“MEN AND BANNERS"

Based on the novel by Mór Jókai

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- My good Sir Rideghváry!
- Quiet, please.

Am I too late?

He won't let anyone near himself,
only the Lady Esquire.

He sent for her.

Write my last will, Marie.

Our noble class is an eight centuries
old diamond.

This is what they intend to set alight,

amidst bold innovations.

It is a difficult hour, sir,

not only for them. For all of us.

We live in hard times.

We will miss Kázmér Baradlay.
I tell you that, Chief Judge.

We lose a significant force with him.

A brave defender of our noble order.

My son Edmund...

Your son, Ödön.

Edmund...

should stay where I sent him.

At our embassy at the
Tzar's court in St. Petersburg.

That girl...

the daughter of the rebel cleric...

She needs to be taken away

from our environs.

I've sent my son Richard
to be a soldier.

He will remain so.

If need be,

he'll sacrifice his life for
the emperor.

My son Edward...

Ede if you like...

He was my favourite,
but he must never know.

He should stay at the court in Wanna,

and serve the Chancellery.

He should follow Metternich
as a role model.

A diplomat.

A soldier.

And a civil servant.

Three strong pillars will hold
together what I created.

My hereditary Esquire title

should not be inherited
by any of my sons.

Bence Rideghváry should remain

the administrating officer of the county.

No sentimentality.

Six weeks after my funeral

you will marry Bence Rideghváry.

Write it, please!

Record my will.

The land should not rotate

but stand still.

All is well as our ancestors

ordered their world,

and the way I preserved it.

I shall not leave.

I will stay here, forever.

Forever...

Forever.

Our Father who art in Heaven...

Help me, my God.

Give me strength to carry
through his final will.

Give me strength
for what I have to do.

For what I need to do

so that his three sons will be
loyal servants to the emperor.

For my three sons to become

alienated from their homeland.

This is what he wanted.

He was a great lord,
hard and grim.

He had no homeland, he only
acknowledged the emperor.

Give me strength, my God.

A strength that shall overpower
his own commands.

So that I can carry through what I must.

What will you answer, noble soul,

when on Judgment Day
you shall be asked

whether you have used your power to
the benefit of your fellow citizens.

No!

Did you serve your country and
were you loyal to your nation...?

When this service ends,

I do not wish
to see this priest anymore.

Arrest him and escort him to Pest.

...No and no!

What will you answer
to your sons

whom you sent so far from home?!

What will you answer?!

St. Petersburg

Yeza?

Thank you, thank you very much.

What is this place?
Where did you bring me, Leonin?

A place where the ladies show
themselves in all their honesty.

That's true. Naked truth is on
display in this place.

This is Yeza.

To me, she represents truth here.

If you will...

Forgive me, little Yeza,

but I have someone at home
waiting for me.

Well, here's to this someone then.

Forgive me,

I did not mean to hurt you.

Her show is up next.

- Yes?
- Diana the Huntress.

It is her most beautiful
dance number.

This was brought by the coachman
of the foreign gentleman.

A message from Hungary.

My poor friend.

I regret that I brought
you to a place like this, right now.

I will hand in my resignation, and I
will embark as early as today.

Taking off in this wintertime is
impossible.

It is my mother's command.

- I have to go.
- Through the Russian steppe?

- Hurry up, for the love of God!
- We need to be there soon!

Faster!

Sir, we're in the hand of God!

Wolves!

I'm coming!

Ride!

Fast!

Leonin!

There they are!

Ditch the food supply!

Watch it! The river!

Captain Richard Baradlay and
Mr. Ede Baradlay.

- Didn't I say she was wonderful?
- Who, the mother or her daughter?

You don't respect
the most sacred sentiments.

The minister isn't here yet.

- What time is it?
- A few minutes past ten, mother.

He agreed to be here at ten.
Something must have happened.

Or happening now. Soon.

- What do you mean?
- Something is in the air.

There's an uneasiness
all over the place. All over Europe.

Even Vienna is not what it was.

- Yesterday there were protests against
Chief Minister Metternich. - I hate politics.

May we start the waltz, Baroness?

May I introduce you to some
outstanding personalities?

It's not important, my good boy.
I know them much better than you do.

Take a look at that general.
He is a catering official.

He has stolen twenty thousand forints
so far from the soldiers' rations.

We soldiers treat politics in a simple
way, my honourable Lady.

If the mob starts fooling around,
we march right in and fight them!

It is comforting that our heroic
soldiers are out there defending us.

By the way, I hope that you, my good
General, will attend my next ball.

...Where the only males
admitted are counts or higher,

and the only female dancers are
aged seventeen or lower.

No clothes required.

Look at that merry gentleman.

He is called Kramer, and he is
the most dangerous police rat.

He is conversing with the notable,
but not too careful student leader

Fritz Goldner.

You have to admit that Metternich
has a great capacity after all.

That is Mausamann.
A respectable old banker.

There are unsettling news from Paris.
Strife, unrest everywhere.

Your Excellency knows as well that
the capital is restless these times.

Capital recedes.

My bank is not in a
helpful mood for loans now.

If you would be so kind
to meet me at my house...

Look at the foolish lover!
Are you jealous?

No bother. Pallwitz is poor.

- The little Alphonsine...
- I forbid!

Sir Knight, I will shut my mouth.

People are making faces
behind our backs.

You are right, I got the message.

I'll stay for another half an hour.

Just to keep up appearances.

Do I mean so little to you now?

You know well that you meant more
than anything else to me.

But...

- I see.
- I can never forget.

I have no fortune, only my sword.

And the purity of my name.

I am the last Pallwitz. I have a son.

He is my successor,
the one who inherits my name.

I have to know where my
child has been hidden.

He is in a safe place.

You can't decide about your fate
alone, Alphonsine.

Alright.

Then I'll search for him.
But you'll never see me again.

Are you punishing me, Otto,

or fate?

Or God?

You punished yourself, Alphonsine.

Ladies, excuse me.

What was that?

You know very well.
You know all about it.

I hate you!

- Hello there, boys!
- Greetings, my dear brother!

- Hello, Richard.
- Hi there, old boy.

I'm glad you're in such a
good mood, Richard.

Nothing and nobody can destroy
my good mood.

Tomorrow I leave for Hungary.
What shall I tell your mother?

- I send my kisses.
- I'll convey them personally.

Well, there's no need
to go out of your way.

I didn't convey any kiss
to you personally.

- Goodbye... old boy.
- Goodbye.

- He's an unpleasant fellow.
- And you're a caveman.

Do you know who he was?

The imperial administrator
of our county.

That is the county's concern.

And also our future stepfather!

That is our mother's concern.

At least I see you again, my fairy.

- What is that you wish, captain?
- Anything you have.

But it must be something cold, because
whenever I see you, heat overwhelms me.

Here you are.

Thank you, sweet angel.

- Do tell me, can I hope?
- Perhaps.

- When can I get an answer?
- Later.

Why not now?
Because of Count Pallwitz?

You, you in this dreadful company!

- What are you talking about?
- There is a girl! A girl!

- Sir!
- Captain Baradlay!

At your service.

We were instructed by Lieutenant
Spieldorf to hand you his name card.

May I ask what for?

You behaved indecently with
the cousin of the lady of the house,

with Miss Edit Liedenwall.

Cousin?

Good God!

Of course, I'm at the
disposal of the lieutenant.

Good.

Please name your servants.

It is a majestic feeling, Baroness.

I could express it by saying that
now I am holding you in my arms.

Although this is but a dance.

A waltz that makes me happy.

Excuse me.

I don't know how it happened.

- I thought... - You thought
I was a housemaid, didn't you?

- Yes. This dress and this...
- I asked my aunt to let me help here.

I live with them and they ought
to make some use of me.

Captain,

if I was really a housemaid,

would it be fair to treat a
housemaid like that?

Even if you were a housemaid,
I would kiss her hand now,

if she would let me.

- May I have this dance?
- I really don't know.

The captain, he keeps close to her.
He's courting her.

It is but an early spring love, my dear.

There are already green leaves
on the trees in the Prater,

and at such times, ladies go out
on a coach with their beaux.

Your calmness drives me crazy.

- How can you endure that...
- That's the order of things.

He asked her to a dance.

She wore a housemaids dress while
dancing. I was deeply ashamed.

He sends flowers to her.

He fought a duel for her
and now a drive,

cafe,

romantic walks.

Edit cannot marry before you do.

How can you prevent it?

For the time being, I am her guardian

- and manage her inheritance.
- Where is that inheritance?!

That is precisely
why she cannot marry.

- So tomorrow?
- If you have the courage...

We may as well go.

Your offer is respectable,
honourable captain,

and if Edit wishes to be your wife,
I am pleased to agree to it.

You may marry as soon as Edit's
education is completed.

And the date of the wedding, Baroness?

The wedding, I estimate, could be in
about eighteen months to two years.

May I talk to Edit?

Edit is not present in the house.

This morning she moved into an
educational institute of a convent.

Goodbye, dear Baradlay.

Do visit us one day.

My Lady!

May Lady!

A letter, from afar.

A letter from my son.

- Prepare the coach.
- Right away!

Prepare it!

I wanted to see
how you live here on your own.

Any news from your father?

All I know is that
he was brought to Pest.

I had no part in that.

I know.

Many Hungarians were carried
in the new building in Pest

simply because they spoke their minds.

What will you do if you stay alone,
maybe for years?

I will keep low in our house.

I won't leave this place.

How will you make any money?

I will embroider, sew,

take up any job,
but I will not leave here.

Did you promise that to your father?

To him as well.

People will not like you here.

I will manage.

For your father's sake?

For him too.

And for someone else.

The one who gave me this ring.

Kiss me, my daughter.

Read it, this letter is about him,
written by his friend.

Don't be scared, he was in peril,
but not anymore.

With bold sacrifice he saved me
from the throats of wolves

and I was able to drag him out
from under the ice.

Even while he fainted, he grasped

his fiancee's portrait.

He is out of danger now,

and tomorrow he will leave for home.

In three days time
he will be in Hungary.

- Hear, hear.
- Hear, hear.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Well, is Mr. Termendy also
joining in the congratulations?

I have arranged everything.

At last we have reached this day.

We congratulate you
on your engagement.

Thank you, gentlemen,
although this is a bit too early.

Accept it with pleasure.
Good wishes never come too early.

My dear sir, by all means go ahead.

Good Count, be bold.

- Welcome, Gentlemen.
- Greetings to the beautiful bride.

I have invited all of you
to a family celebration.

It was the will of my late husband
that our ancient house

should not remain lonely for long.

May the will of the deceased come true.

May the old splendour
of House Baradlay return.

There will again be a lord in this house,

someone who fills in the post
of the head of the family,

besides a loving wife.

Follow me.

Witness the marriage of the head of
House Baradlay and his wife.

Let us follow them to the church.

Cheers, cheers!

No need! No need!

No need!

Someone is missing from here, people.

Someone,

whose sacred right is to bless
this marriage.

Cheers, cheers!

This village will not remain
without its priest for long.

He was carried away
because of Kázmér Baradlay!

Ödön Baradlay will
bring him back here!

- Bring the horses at once!
- Your Excellency, all I have is two horses.

- Bring those two!
- How should I harness those two?

You don't need to harness them.
Saddle them at once.

My feet hurt.

Pray that we will arrive in time.

Son, you should not have come.

I could not tolerate this debacle
any more, my lord.

It is easier to do wrong
than to right the wrong.

They told that the funeral speech
hurt my father's memory.

This is what I said:

lam the new head of the house,

so I am the one deciding
what is hurtful.

Thank you, son.

But you should have
stayed there for the county assembly.

Who knows what are they scheming?

To the Honourable Assembly!

Along with my friends
I submitted a resolution proposal.

Shame on you!

With which we intend to support the
motion of Diet Envoy Lajos Kossuth,

the cases of eternal ransom,

responsible Ministry

and administrative of fences...

The cat came out of the bag!

They happen
to dislike the administrator.

You are right about that, Sir Prebend.

And we also dislike, amongst others,

that our county should be run
by someone appointed in Vienna!

- A good-for-nothing!
- You have offended the president!

A tort! Fine him!

It wasn't me who said that!
But I will pay the fine.

If there is enough in the purse,
we can afford the next fine too!

What did you think?

We will not desist, and we will
not tolerate an adjournment!

Even if we have to face
all the wraths of hell!

Is there enough in the purse?
Then I will say this:

we will not be held back by any sort
of backhanded trickery and treachery!

Hear, hear!

Honourable Assembly,
this is the resolution we passed:

since a peaceful debate proved
to be out of question today,

and the over-excited members have

offended the dignity
of our assembly with noise...

- Where is the noise here?
- Not yet, there will be.

Silence!

I will exercise my rights as a president!

I am now dissolving the county assembly,

and declare an indefinite adjournment!

We are electing a new president and
will carry on with the assembly!

You are defying the president!

- Rebellion!
- Rebellion!

Gendarmers, to the fore!

I object against unlawful violence!

- How did you get here?
- Did you escape?

Engage the priest!

Calm down, friends, calm down!

Back off, gendarmes!

I am the only one in command here.

L, the hereditary ruler of the county!

Who stands by Lord Lieutenant Baradlay?

Majority wins!

Long live Ede Baradlay,
the hereditary Lord of our county!

Live long!

I came here only because of
good manners, Madam.

I must say goodbye to you.

I am leaving this county.

You, madam, and your son have
diverged from the path laid down

by my great friend, your late
husband, in his last will.

Now passions are rising here
and in Vienna, too.

You are embarking on a dangerous road.

A road that will take you to a height,

but the name of that height is
the scaffold.

THE EMPEROR

Look left!

STATE OF SIEGE

What happens in the town,
speak at once!

- And what's this outfit? - It was
the only way I could get through.

The whole city is up in arms.
There is shooting.

People shoot at each other.
Uneasiness and confusion.

I couldn't even get
near police headquarters.

- And what about the army?
- I don't know. Nobody knows anything.

Ladies, thank you for your hospitality,

with your kind permission
I am now leaving.

Are you going out? Where to?

Somebody has to do something.
Isn't that so?

Well, yes.

If the army doesn't act,

then it will be the civilian's turn.

I am an old, sick man.

And you?

Are you also sick,
or perhaps old?

It is not my concern that there is
shooting in the streets.

Mr. Kramer!

At your service.

Let us go, Kramer! Ladies...

And we?

Where are we going?

Nowhere.

We stay here.

In this confusion?

We shall master this confusion.

Do you hear?
They are coming.

Our new friends are coming.

Don't just stare! Help me.

The maids should gather all available
candles. Everything in the windows!

Carpets, spreads, hang them, hurry!

It is too late! I'm finished!

Get me some vehicle
for a hundred forints!

- A coach in this tumult?
- Two hundred forints!

- I cannot for a million!
- Three hundred!

Well, there is one way out
of here for the general...

Where is the corpse?

Cheers for liberty!

Cheers!

Give us space, gentlemen!

Give space for the deceased!

Give us space, gentlemen!

Madam! You are Madam Roland.

Please accept our respect
on behalf of the students of Vienna

and the uprising people!

Cheers!

I have my gun and my sword,
I will have my kiss too!

We have become brothers!

I place my house at the disposal
of the revolutionary people!

Sir General!

This is yours.

This town has become a madhouse.
Do you understand any of this?

No, and I don't care really.

Freedom is the right of the citizens,

one cannot feel safe
walking on the streets.

Tonight I received four
contradicting orders,

finally the fifth one proved that the
previous four were invalid...

because those who
issued them resigned.

I am asking for your help, Richard.

With pleasure, but I don't see
how I could help you.

I have to get to the
Plankenhorst House.

I am worried about Alphonsine,
and I have to save her.

That's your business, brother.

Give me one, two, or three Hussars.
I'll fight my way through the house.

There's another girl living in that
house for whom I'd risk my life.

But I can't lift a hand.

I have to stay here.

Whatever happens in Vienna, I can't
move a step, nor can my soldiers.

So no way?

Regrettably not.
And I have to add frankly

that for Alphonsine Plankenhurst
and her mother

I wouldn't risk even
the little finger of my Hussars.

Thank you, that's enough.
God be with you.

God bless you, brother.

- Alphonsine!
- My dear, dear friend!

Give me your hand.

With this handshake
I greet the faternal Hungarian nation.

Welcome, my dear friend, welcome!

- My friend!
- Comrades in arms!

You will be our comrade in arms
until the death of us all!

He is coming from me Burg
Just lock

At the haughty walk
of the big bellied Windischgratz

The big bellied Windischgratz

Don't bother too much, but
Turn to the right

For Windischgratz is coming!

Silence, silence!

Agents of the chief
minister are organizing gangs.

They seek to soil the revolution.

They are inciting the mob to provide
an excuse for the authorities.

What?

We shall face them.

We shall halt that gang.
Come on!

Let's go.
This is the decisive hour.

Protect the revolution!

The distillery had been plundered. Now
they are besieging the Brigitta convent.

Baradlay! Come with us!

Go with them, Ede!

Guard and protect the purity
of the revolution, our revolution.

Quickly!

Let's go, come on! Hurry up!

Pull it.

Now, let's go!

You shouldn't waste
this fine brandy, mate!

Stop!

Off the horse!

See this?

Three men will stay behind
with the horses.

- We won't carry them through the fire.
- Hussars on foot?

- What a debacle!
- Stop arguing, friend.

Are you sick, Fritz?

No. It's not the first time.

It's nothing.

Are you ill, Goldner?

No. Give me just a minute.

Get out of the way!

Fin soldiers! Jack puddings!

Get out of here.

Let's look at the pretty girls
in the convent!

Stop!

Lay down your arms.

Officer! I call on you,
in the name of freedom...

- You should address those here...
- These are provocateurs.

Not revolutionaries.

I am Goldner.

President of the revolutionary
students' committee of Vienna.

- Captain Baradlay.
- Another Baradlay?

- What a fine day.
- Officer!

Your younger brother is our
comrade in arms.

Richard...

Look...

What's this, brother? Yesterday
you failed to understand a thing.

And today, you're a revolutionary?

There's been enough talk,
we are to be beaten to death.

Patriots, comrades in arms!

On the glorious dawn of freedom...

Shut your mouth!

Leave it to me.
I understand their language.

Listen, mates! Look here!

Don't hit us!

I can tell you a better joke than that.

Beat Metternich!

Beat him...

I give them valiant protection,
they give me a rotten egg in return.

Students!

With drunken plunderers, you
need to speak in a different style!

You're right, captain.

Unfortunately, you are right.

Legion, draw swords.

Aim!

Trumpeter!

Richard, for Heaven's sake.
They are misled people.

Sir.

I am not a churchgoing man, I have
nothing to do with priests and nuns,

but I am a man and a soldier.

And in this convent there are
women trembling for their lives.

I am about to calm them.

What do you want here?

No male can enter this house.

What do you want?

You were brought here?

Who?

Our sister is being educated here.

But what is that to you?

I ask you for the third time:
what do you want here?

I only wanted to tell you
that while I am breathing,

no man can enter this house
with harmful intent.

I swear on this.

Not a step further!

- Squadron!
- Richard!

Swords up!

Siege!

Back off! Back off!

- Look! Is he familiar?
- You bet he is!

On behalf of the free people
and students of Vienna

I greet the representatives of
revolutionary Hungary.

Hurrah!

Friends.

The reactionaries of the imperial court
are preparing a plot against you.

And against us too.

We must take up arms.

And will not put them down

until we have broken
the power of oppressors.

Magnificent words,
I shall immortalize them.

We are still at the beginning
of our struggle.

The regiments of reaction are
not only fighting against us.

They have also formed a
threatening ring around Vienna.

Hungary has sent us here
to Vienna, with fraternal greetings.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!

I was looking for you twice in vain.

Lately I'm rarely at home, mother.

Your resetter told me that you seldom
come home nowadays.

Some acquantainces asked me,
mother and daughter.

It's just the two of them in this tumult.

I reside at their place for
a couple of days.

I saw you at the port this morning.

I was happy and sad.

I looked at my two sons.
Both of them are in their places.

Ödön is the messenger of freedom,

and you are active among
the uprising people of Vienna.

Dear mother,

I have been trying
to tell you for weeks,

however, so far I didn't
have the opportunity.

I have got nothing to do
with what happens in Vienna.

I am also swept along
by the wind, that is all.

There are men fighting and

dying in this city

and I cannot understand why.

These enthusiasts are strangers to me.

I saw you among them,
together with them.

You also had a sword by your side.

- It was not the revolutionary idea that
took me among them. - Then what?

You weren't alone in the port.

- I saw you with a woman.
- Yes!

My joy was taken away
by what you just said...

Sadness is its place.

Sadness?

I wouldn't deny you the right to love
based on whoever I saw you with.

But this girl...

Do you know who she is?

Their house flies revolutionary colors.

I saw you...

in the house that was frequented
by the emperor's ministers for years.

They are now waving
the flag of freedom.

Whoever lives in such a
shameless lie is far from just.

Mother!

I fear for you, my son.

I am a grown-up man.

You're a grownup, yes...

Take care, my little son.

Guns!

Slop!

Slop!

We are just taking this sacramental
wine to the convent.

Go!

- Stop! Password!
- Hang the chief minister.

Goldner.

Fritz, were you with Antoinette again?

Are you sick that
you are not talking in verse?

At dawns I am unable to do any rhyming,
particularly not on an empty stomach.

I passed a bakery,
and could smell the fresh bread.

Is there any news?

Antoinette spoke to the Mother Superior.

Over there they think that a strong
Hungarian arm is approaching Vienna

to attack the imperial army from the rear.

I wish it was true.

I have sent a scout to the tower of the
Saint Stephen church.

You spent the night with them again?

You mustn't touch her little finger,
just gaze at her like an altar picture.

She kissed me on that wonderful night

when the revolution broke out.

You're crazy.

Maybe.

I can't do anything about that.

Don't even want to.

All I have left is a year anyway.
Should I tell it to you? You're a doctor.

Sure. A single kiss
stirred you up so much?

It wasn't just the kiss.

Stop!

- Password?
- Hang the chief minister.

We've brought four barrels
of gunpowder.

Hurrah!

We also brought a little present.

Is this supposed to be fresh bread?

- It's heavy like lead.
- It is!

The printers' national
committee sends it to you.

We heard that you're
all short of lead.

So we created bullets
from leaden letters.

Look at it!

You printers are great fellows.

Al least Windischgratz will have
something to read.

So, it wasn't just that kiss...

It was also that heroic strength

that Madam Antoinette stood by us.

And she stands by the cause
of the revolution.

Edit?

Edit?

All right.

- Was he here today, too?
- Bullets, gunfire, everything.

Goldner always arrives on time.

Goldner considers the situation of
the uprising is bleak and hopeless.

He already has plans for our rescue.

I cried what will happen to us
if the imperial army occupies the town.

Goldner told me not to worry.

There's a squadron of Hussars
in the besieging army,

the squadron of Richard Baradlay.

The soldiers made friends
with the insurgents.

Again a Baradlay.

What about yours, Alphonsine?

Ede will do what I say.

Richard Baradlay is not playing
a lone hand with the rebels.

And what troop is in the vicinity of the
Baradlay squadron?

The armoured troop of Otto Pallwitz.

Mother Remigia, do you know that Mrs.
Baradlay has secretly arrived in Wanna?

Unbelievable, if she is caught...

She is staying with a pedlar
at 17 Singer Street.

- 17 Singer Steet...
- Surely.

I'll send a message
to Colonel Pallwitz tomorrow.

Are you in contact with him?

I send messages in code.
With biblical names.

Pallwitz's name is Joshua.

The monastery is Jericho.
I am Rachel.

For the past week I've found these
newspapers on my table every morning.

Are you snuggling them
into my place, you old culprit?

These are mere guesses, delusions.

It is impossible that
these should be happening!

Why do you read them, you silly old man?

For even a silly old man
thinks of his native land, captain.

But they are scribbling!

They are just scribbling
all sorts of things.

This is forbidden reading for a soldier
of the emperor, understand?

Yes, sir.

Where do you get these from?

A woman has sent them to me
every day, Wednesday.

- Woman, woman!
What kind of a woman? - Me.

Mother!

My Sun!

- How did you get here?
- As is the case of soldiers.

I told them the password.

God and Emperor.

A new password is needed, my son.
Forward. Homeward!

Sir Colonel, I humbly report that the
night passed without event.

Contact with the right wing?

The imperial hunters sent
a report every half hour.

There was nothing to report.

The left wing?

The Baradlay Hussar regiment is still
staying put at their encampment.

- Are they under surveillance?
- Constantly.

If you see anything suspicious,
report it at once.

As you command, Sir Colonel.

The entire country is up in arms.

A home defense committee
was organized.

Kossuth is calling the Hungarian
soldiers home from abroad.

The Hungarian government regards
Windischgratz's promotion as unlawful.

Is this also true?

- Are these all true?
- These are just a figment of the truth.

Realize it already!

Those you are serving seek
to destroy your homeland.

- I am a soldier. I took an oath.
- To the Hungarian king.

But he turned out to be an Austrian
emperor. One that murders his own

Viennese folk with
cannon fire and muskets.

Answer me this,
what can we expect from him?

This here girl escaped to through the
city that became a battlefield,

so that she can save your life
and your honour.

Edit!

Did you undertake such danger
because of me?

I did it for the two of us.

Richard, it would be unethical
for you not to fulfil your duties,

and for me not to
help you in this.

We have all changed in the process.

These are
soul-changing times, my son.

All rocks have hearts now,
and they all ache.

The mothers order their sons
to return home

and the sons have come home.

Is has only you
who fails to hear this appeal?

I'm listening, mother.

But who can tell me that
how I can preserve my honour?

Your private soldiers, the sons of the
peasants and small craftsmen.

And old Pal. They already know.

Your Hussars are just waiting for you.

Captain, sir,
it's six o'clock in the morning.

Time to change the guard.

What will be the password today?

The password today:

- Forward! Homeward!
- Oh, heavens!

Excuse me...

I understood it, captain.
Forward, homeward!

Line-up!

My dice are cast.

I shall return home.

But what will happen to you, Edit?

I can't take you along.

I'll rush along with my Hussars
through water and fire.

Make your escape across the border,

come with me to Hungary.
You'll be my daughter.

- Thank you, but I have to stay behind.
- Are you going to stay in Wanna?

You fled from the convent,
and will be in danger.

- I'll go back to the convent.
- But why?

Because if I disappear now, then
everything will become known too early.

They will frustrate our plan.

After the squadron has
crossed the Hungarian border,

I'll also leave the convent.

But now I have to go back.

Well well,

do what you have to do.

What you need to do.

Major, the sentries have
caught two pedlars.

One keeps demanding
to be taken to you.

She has a message from
the sisters of the Brigitte.

From the Brigitte convent?

Bring them here, Lieutenant.

Yes.

Have you brought any message?
Speak up.

Only between ourselves, Major.

Miss Edit?

Have you come from the
Brigitte convent?

From Jericho.

- Who sent you?
- Rachel.

- Who to?
- To Joshua.

Thanks.

And the message?

The suspicion was correct.

The Baradlay swuadron is conspiring
with the revolutionaries.

I thought so.

They will join the
insurgents, or escape?

They want to join.

Tonight they will
join the revolutionary troops.

We have to cut off their way
to the town.

To the town.

I understand. Thank you.

To the town...

I knew it just well, dear sir.

I knew it all along
that we shall return home.

We would have left on our own as well.

What if I said that you don't?

Then we would have killed you,
Sir Captain.

With all due respect.

We have already packed in
three officers who said no.

They are down in the potato cellar.

I'm sure Windischgratz
will set them free.

There they are closing
the route to the town.

Well done, good Pal.

Now then, chaps, mount!

And we'll ride eastwards to Hungary.

Last report is that...

At Schwechat the battle is over.
The outnumbered forces retreated.

Thank you, Franz...

Our funeral will occur by Friday,

no wreaths are necessary.

Shut your mouth.

Am I supposed to lie
to myself or you?

Movement ahead on the square!

If these fire at us with cannons...

Then no more wine, women and songs.

They are coming from the church too.

The cannons!

Cannons are about to fire, we are
about to meet God Almighty!

Miss Edit.

- How did you get here?
- I escaped.

- From the Plankenhorst palace?
- No! I won't get back there,

- nor to the convent.
- Convent? That I won't approve of.

If you have a real heart and blood,
then you'll never be a nun.

By the way,
where do you go, Miss Edit?

- There is no place in the world
where I can go. - Well, neither do we.

There's no place for us to sleep.

Stay with us! Is that good?

PART ll.

Captain Baradlay?

That's me, Major Pallwitz!

- Surrender yourself!
- Come here for my sword.

We cannot get close to each other.
Are you ready to duel with me?

I am.

One, two, three!

You missed with the width of a finger.

Nor have you aimed badly!

We'll continue the duel, Major Pallwitz!

I can't seem to grasp how come that
they still failed to catch up with us.

There are many limp horses over there.

We have been encircled with large forces!

Alarm! Alarm!

Pal, let's move towards the forest by
passing along the bank of the stream.

Yes, sir!

Go!

The sun is setting...

Your auntie is setting, that's what.

Where do you think it is setting,
in the east?

They have set the forest on fire!

Mount! Back up to the river!

After me!

- Here he is.
- I knew he would come back,

the rest is your business.

Alphonsine,

- I thought I'd never get here.
- At last.

At last you are here!
My dear, dear friend.

Don't let me loose.
Hold me tight. fight, very tight.

- People want to separate us.
- Who?

Everybody. The whole world.
My mother, my friends, all of them.

- What has anyone to do with...
- Everyone returned

as soon as the fighting ended.

Rideghváry, the general, Mr. Kramer,

all of them are looking at you
with suspicion.

In this house?

Because of the students' legion.

You are suspected of treachery.

Me?

Never mind.

It's important that
I can see you are alive,

you have come back and are here with me.

The two of us...

No.

I shall never let you go away.

Alphonsine?

I see that we occurred to you too,
Mr. Baradlay.

I was cut off for two days.

The fighting. I couldn't come.

I see, I see.

Baroness.

Although this is not the most
appropriate minute,

I would respectfully
ask Alphonsine to marry me.

Oh, that is a respectable offer,

and I think Alphonsine agrees with that.

Baradlay dear, may we confirm
that during the rebellion,

you steered clear of your office?

That is correct, baroness.

I spent practically all my time here.

Then you must have been dismissed
from the court chancellery?

Of course, of course,

you are the son of
a well-to-do landowner family.

However, you are still not in maturity,

and your estates are situated in Hungary.

Oh God, there is such disorder there...

Why are you silent, Mr. Baradlay?

Is this the way you want to marry?

You hold no office, there is uncertainty
regarding your real estates.

What answer are you prepared
to give if I ask:

what are you now?

Me?

Nobody and nothing.

Oh, what a pity.

Well, whenever you can answer my
question, then we can continue our chat.

By the way,
just a short time ago I received

your very good friend
Mr. Rideghváry in the grand salon.

Dear Baradlay,
don't you want to meet him?

I think he could solve all our cares.

I am glad to see you.

You are the only
one who didn't disappoint me.

- I was told, that you suspect me...
- That's stupid.

You are the only heir to the very
ideas of the Baradlay house.

Thank you for your confidence, brother.

Ödön has left the outpost
he was charged to keep.

There are major assignments
ahead of you.

You are the only one who can
occupy this important post.

Here is your appointment.

When can you occupy your new post?

I still have to settle something.

- It's a private matter...
- Your passport hasn't been made out yet.

I believe one more name
has to be written in:

the name of the first embassy
secretary and that of his wife.

In the name of...

His highness ...

The secretary of the embassy
at St. Petersburg.

You are now the successor
of your elder brother.

An office worthy of a Baradlay

who wants to step
into his father's shoes.

It was the will of my father
that I serve the sovereign.

- I received the appointment
from his friend. - Yes, oh yes.

You have to work to enable the Emperor
to gain the assistance of the Tsar.

Against us.

That is your way of seeing
things, dear mother.

I know that Ödön shares that view.

But who is right?

You two think like this,

while Richard and I...

Richard also served the emperor

and now, at this very moment,
he is struggling his way homewards.

- Has Richard run away?
- I forbid you to say that.

Richard is going home.

Understand?

Home.

You saw what the emperor's
troops do in Wanna.

And these are the same
who now march against Hungary.

With your assistance.

I have not come
to argue with you, my son.

You do what you think is correct.

I have come to ask you of something.

Ask? From me?

In this deadly struggle of the nation...

both of your brothers may perish.

It is possible that fate will deny
them a cavalier's death.

They will become prisoners and beggars
if the emperor succeeds.

Be a good sibling then...

Do not let your brother's son
to beg for alms at the ditches.

Mother, for God's sake!

Pay your mother
the final respects then...

And do adopt Ödön's son as your own!

You think that I...

You think that I...

I don't think anything.

As I told you, I only ask.

Is there nothing you leave here?

Nothing.

And no one?

No one.

This journey cries for a mule,
not a horse, Sir Captain.

Well then, when we're finally home,

I'll take away your horse and make you
sit on a mule, how about that, Pal?

Just kidding.

What do you advise, Sir Pal?

We should attempt to make it
through the quarry to the forest trail.

Good, let's go!

Get off the horse!

They are right above our head!

I've had enemies on my back
and face to face,

but never had them dancing
above my head.

- We shall wait.
- Wait, for what?

What else could we do?

Springtime will catch up
with us here, Sir Captain.

Let me tell you something.

- What are scheming about?
- We should keep the soldiers here.

Just trust me on this.
After me, come quick!

Come here!

Go!

Are you daft?! It is me, let me go!

Commissioner,

this must be some funny company.

Let them come in.

Line up!

General! I report that
the legion of Vienna students,

or rather what has remained of it,

fought their way to Hungary,

and thus now report for service.

Greetings to you.

Sorry...

You pull the dead from the grave
if you get a but drop of Hungarian wine.

- My name is Hugo Mausmann.
- My name is Ödön Baradlay.

I knew a Baradlay.

He is a Hussar captain in Vienna.
And also another one called Ede.

That one also lives in Vienna.

I don't want to talk about them.

Well, have a good rest.

Pardon.

General!

The Austrians set fire to lsaszeg,

the commanders gathered
at the Royal Forest.

Deputy, come with me.

- Who set fire to the village?
The Germans? - Their cannons.

There are major battles raging on since
dawn at the third hill by the bridge.

Well then, Sir Pal, to the fore!

Yes, yes, captain, to the fore,
but not headlong into the walls!

Seventy Hussars are worth their price
in gold when they are fighting,

but they are worth five hundred
Hussars if they come unexpected.

Not this way, captain, but that way,
so we can surprise them from the back!

Edward Baradlay.

The Hungarian Ödön Baradlay?

No, Major, Ede.

('Ödön is the Hungarian
equivalent of Edmund.

Are you related to Richard Baradlay?

He is my elder brother.

- Are you on your way to him?
- We don't even know where he is.

We are on our way to our estate.

- Do you give your word on this?
- Yes I do.

We have met somewhere else.
Haven't we?

Oh yes. In the Plankenhorst house.

Well, madam, you can go on.

I wish you a safe journey.

A cloud of dust on the road!

Don't shoot! It's a lone coach.

Wait until it comes near.

Commissioner, to the fore!

You needed to return home to find out.

Your siblings die for life.

Thousands of your
younger and elder brothers.

What do you want of me?

I've never even grabbed a weapon.

All I want is you to be with us.

I am here.

Among the wounded,

injured bodies
and gunpowder smoke.

Here I am.

- Is this what you wanted?
- Yes, I have won.

All three of you are standing
on your native land.

You live or die together
with your mother.

Commissioner, the general wants you!

And what about me? What can I do?

You don't have to take up arms.
You will come home with me.

There is a need
for a man to protect the family.

Take care of my wife and my small son.

If anything happens to me,
he is the last Baradlay.

Look after him and
care for him as he grows up.

What is happening at the bridge?
Give me the report.

A large attack is expected. The bridgehead
has been under heavy artillery fire.

What forces could you move there,
apart from the Vienna legion?

Not many. I've quickly gathered a few
dozen soldiers and national guardsmen.

- What about the enemy's strength?
- About a regiment.

Pallwitz's armoured units and artillery are
marching against the bridgehead.

The Vienna legion won't
be sufficient there, general.

It won't be. It's a shame, they are
brave buys to have fought this far.

But if they are unable
to hold the bridge...

The enemy cuts the way
of our northbound troops.

Sir General, it is imperative that
the bridgehead is kept protected.

There's a good thing,
the enemy is finally coming...

The general's order!

Withdraw to the other bank!

Blow up the bridge!

Blow n up?

It should be done at the end.
If only one of us remains.

Now the legion will show
its famous courage!

- Hurrah!
- Hurrah, hurrah!

- Volunteer Liedenwall!
- Your orders!

Withdraw to the ditch
and guard the ammunition.

- Commander, I'd rather...
- Carry out my order!

God forbid...
This is a girl!

Great maneuvering!

These few cannons will fail
to turn the tide of the battle.

No, use, we're overpowered.

All I have left are two battalions.

If I send them to the bridgehead
we'll be out of reserves.

General!

New enemy troop movements from
the direction of the third hill!

They are marching towards
the bridgehead.

We have to sacrifice
our last reserves to enable

the main forces to march
in the direction of Vienna.

- Senior lieutenant!
- Your orders, general!

The two battalions should start
a counterattack!

Yes sir.

We will lose them to the last man.

If need be, with the rest of us,
commissioner.

General! I, Richard Baradlay, report

that together with my squadron from
Vienna I have arrived here with the army.

Thanks.

Thank you for everything.

Do you allow me?

Three Baradlays on a single day.
Quite a dramatic encounter.

Gee, the student who speaks in rhymes!

- What wind has brought you here, mate?
- The wind of revolution, Captain.

Captain, a report
from the advance guard command!

During its withdrawal, the Austrian
infantry rearranges its lines.

It is now preparing for a new attack,
headed by the Pallwitz armoured troops.

- Thank you.
- Pallwitz?

Yes.

I have an account to settle with him.

- Do you permit me, General?
- Go ahead.

Buys! The password is the old one!
Forward! Turn!

Major Pallwitz!

Otto Pallwitz!

Here I am. Captain Baradlay.

Are we going to continue?

It is high time!

- Sword? Pistol?
- We have used the pistol.

- Let it be a sword now!
- So be it!

Dear master!

I'm not angry with you, Baradlay.

We're soldiers.

I may die,

but you are my comrade, I trust you.

I ask you to take care of a little child.

I loved a girl,

and she gave birth to a child in secret.

She then ignored the infant,

and left it for strangers.

Documents.

You will find everything.

Try to find my child and...

bring him up properly.

I give my word.

Go and try to find him.

Take care of his destiny.

The lights are too dim now.

Tomorrow.

- Are you tired, mother?
- We had a lot to do.

Large numbers of wounded were brought in.

There is hardly any space left.

Every room and foyer
is crowded with sick people.

- And some are lying in the courtyard.
- You overwork yourself.

If a stranger would ask
who this painting depicts,

what would you answer, my son?

The wife of my elder brother, mother.

The wife of my elder brother.

Why did you leave out
the child from the picture?

The son of your brother.

- I need to leave.
- Where to?

I cannot stay here.

It's a good thing that it wasn't me
who had to say this.

It had occurred to me that it would be
useful if you moved over to the castle.

Among the sufferers,
an honest soul and two strong hands

would go down very well.

War!

War, war.

My two brothers out
in the front, and I am here.

When they were forced to retreat,
I was sad that I cannot be with them.

- When they won, I didn't feel envy.
- That is odd.

When the Tzar's troops will
assault us too,

when hard times will come again,

I will be saddened once again
for not being at with them.

You find this odd, my dear brother.

To struggle for a cause

we trust is a duty fit for man.

But to take a stand

and perhaps die for a cause, the
success of which we never trusted,

well brother, you are right,

- it is rather curious.
- To die, you say?

It's only a figure of speech,

I have a lot of spare time,
all sorts of thoughts.

War...

In fact, I have not seen much of it.

In Vienna, I saw only the preliminary
jubilation and catastrophe,

the dead people in the street,

and this thing here.

What is war?

Tell me, what is it?

I am a priest.

My job is merely to dress the wounds.

My lord, my lord!
The Germans are coming!

Where?

On the bank of the river. There
were at least twenty of them.

They are preparing to cross
the river towards the island.

The island!

That unfortunate girl is out there all alone.

Go. go! Quick!

Quick!

No, no, no...

What is war?

Tell me, what is it?

This is it, my dear son.

Ede? Ede Baradlay?

We have reliable information,
he fled to the enemy.

Together with his mother
he succeeded in crossing the frontline

of the Pallwitz armoured troops.
This took place three weeks ago.

By the way Major Otto Pallwitz

fell on the same day in a duel he had
with Richard, the other Baradlay.

It's not true! It's not true!

Baroness! Please, Baroness!

A curse on them!

Curse them all!

He was a dear friend to us, a
frequent guest in this house.

I understand.

One of the Baradlays left me.

Another one murdered
the only man I loved.

The Baradlays are
your enemies too, Rideghváry.

They insulted me.

All the Hungarians did was hurting me.
Well, you happen to be Hungarian, but...

I am loyal to the emperor,
I have to despise the rebels.

- You will help me.
- That's right.

I swear I will have my revenge.

I will pay to the Baradlays.

I will destroy this damned family!

His imperial Highness

appointed me to replace
Windischgratz in a most dire crisis.

Our troops are about to withdraw.

That is an understatement,
your Excellency.

What I mean is that we have next to
no significant troops on Hungarian soil.

If the situation will not improve,

we will be forced to shift
our focus to defend Vienna.

The enemy brought their
heavy cannons nearby Komárom.

Clearly the Hungarian administration
is already preparing to strike Vienna.

Gentlemen, this is incomprehensible.

"A report to the Bratislavan headquarters:

the Hungarian forces have begun
their siege on the Buda castle."

Without siege cannons?

That is suicide.

Artillery is out of ammunition!

Hussar...

A Hungarian Hussar!

Prepare something to eat now!

- Good day, artisan.
- So you're here! So you've come!

Calm down, my fellow!
Quit yelling like that.

How did you manage to get here, my lord,
my highness, my holiness!

Sir General! Sir Field Marshal!

Sir Archangel Saint Michael!

Enter, please!

- When will the others arrive?
- You will know in time.

- Are the Germans close?
- They have fled at dawn,

- most of them are at Buda castle.
- May I speak to the owner?

It is me, Mihály Boros,
bootmaker at your service.

This way. Come, please.

The woman's name was Bajcsik, as I said.

The child, brought from Wanna,
must be six months old.

She said that the child
belonged to her relatives. Please.

Help yourself, please...

we have hidden enough from the
imperial troops, just help yourself.

And did she disappear
together with the child?

She kept going to Buda.

She traded odd things.
And one day she didn't come back.

My good artisan, do you wish
to earn 200 forints in an honest way?

What am I supposed to do?

Get into the castle, see Mrs. Bajcsik
and find out what happened to the child.

Well, the baby must be of noble blood.

Three months ago

there was an officer here too,
enquiring about it.

He promised me
1000 forints if I'd find the child.

But for you, Captain, I'll do it...

free of charge.

In the event of an attack
coming from Pest, I will be forced

to shoot the town to shreds with my artillery.

Signed, General Heinzi.

Well, gentlemen,

you have heard the ultimatum of the
Austrian commander of Buda castle.

I will have your opinions.

We need to finish the siege
as soon as possible.

I would put it a different way:
we need to start it finally.

We have to attack from Pest as well.

Should we sacrifice the town?
What is the benefit?

Then we are able to invade
Buda castle with a single siege.

- Should we attack on the
steep mountain side? - There!

That's where they expect us the least.

Should we risk the lives
of hundreds of civilians?

Plus goods that worth fifty millions.

We endanger the success of the entire
campaign if we lose a month...

This exploded right next to us.
We need to decide.

I support the immediate attack.

The force of our artillery is

weak for an immediate, general siege.

What of the power of surprise?

I don't calculate in the fear of the
enemy during a strategic planning.

Not even the bravery of our own troops?

No!

A castle siege is mathematics.

You are coward like all civilians!

No one told me that before.

You cannot tell it to me
without retribution.

This one hit the floor above us.

The headquarters are betrayed!

There are spies working
somewhere in the town!

General! Heinzi is bombing Pest!
The roads are in flames.

Heinzi has decided the question.

He is bombing Pest no matter what.

I vote for immediate action.

- Here we are.
- Please come.

For crying out loud! This has been
going on since the morning.

They want to blast Pest into pieces.

Well, here is the child
who is worth a 1000 forints,

fit as a fiddle. Take him, Captain.

- What am I supposed to do with him?
- Take a look there, Captain.

They are giving off signs
from that house.

A candle light wanders from
window to window.

I'm going to see it for myself.

Please feed the prince in the morning.

We have enough light in here, sir.

It is time to douse the flame.

Let me go!

- I have ten thousand forints on me.
- That bought you loads of candles, eh?

What do you want from me? I did nothing.

This is what you did.

The blood losses of the besieging
Hungarian troops are significant.

The superior artillery of the defense
repels all sieges.

And here is the latest report,
gentlemen.

The Hungarian artillery has concentrated its
heavy assault guns outside the capital.

The troops are on their way.

And so the immediate danger threatening
Vienna has ended, gentlemen.

The mistakes of our military command
have been corrected

by the mistake of the Hungarians.

The Hungarians want glory and this is
how they bring about their own defeat.

In half an hour I will lead the volunteers
against the bastions of the castle garden.

I can stay there.

I am sorry about what I said.
Forgive my, my brother.

I am not angry with you.

However, you have insulted me.

You have to recompense.

A duel between brothers?

No.

A revolutionary duel.

It is fit for brothers who love
each other but are unable to forgive.

I don't follow you.

You are going on a siege
in the castle garden.

I will attack against the circle
with the national guards.

One of us will arrive
before the other onto the bastion.

And the first one will
be the winner.

Forgive me, Herr Pallwitz,

but I'll be needing this today.

After me! Come on!
Long live our homeland!

After me! March!

Hold!

Follow me!

Good morning sir, let me be first!

Allow me!

It is better this way,
I have no one in the world.

Attention! Salute!

- What happened?
- Something never before.

That I will die.

Surrender yourselves!

Surrender yourselves!

After me!

- We are here, Richard!
- My brother!

My brother!

- The castle is ours!
- It is ours. Heinzi has fallen.

You have won.

Consider this a recompensation.

Murderers! These were the ones
who fired at Pest!

Shoot the officers!

Stop!

Buys!

So far you've been lions.

Be human beings now.

The Hungarian army that retook Buda castle
have begun its march northwestwards.

With important strategic plans, I'm sure.

They are too late.

They cannot make up
for the loss of these three weeks.

My head hurls like hell!

Colonel!

Write the text of the command.

Today His Highness

has appointed me as the commander
in chief of all imperial troops in Hungary,

and vested in me
the highest governing power.

We have won the war.

Order will soon be restored.

THE NATION'S GOVERNMENT
TO THE NATION!

OUR HOME IS IN DANGER!

The government and the military
assembly moves away from Pest-Buda

due to the escalation of the situation.

And at Világos on August 13, 1849

we have surrendered our arms.

Flag him.

Hang him.

Rope. Rope. Rope.

I am a prisoner, just like you.

I write this letter
from the Plankenhorst house.

I am imprisoned.

Your prisoner,
and of the revenging devils.

God save you.

Please take a seat, Baroness.

How may I help you?

An old family friend,

Imperial chancellor Rideghváry,
advised me to seek you out, my dear lord.

What do you know about Rideghváry?

We haven't heard from him
since the siege of Buda, but

prior to his trip he intimated that your
promotion to commander in chief is

but a matter of days.

And he asked me to help the field
marshal any which way I can.

You?

How can you help me?

I have confidential reports about
a number of Hungarian rebel leaders.

I know where they are.

These will help

your cleansing operations, field marshal.

Escape.

Hide away.

I cannot.

I have to claim responsibility.

Madness.

You have a wife and a child.

I ought to have stayed at Világos.

Like the thirteen colonels and all others.

I ran away.

I wanted to see you once again.

I escaped, blushing, ashamed.

No, I can't carry on like this any longer.

I have sent the letter to Pest,
and gave my word

that I will wait for the summons there.

A surprising letter, your Excellency.

What impertinence is this?

To write in Hungarian?

Where is the translation?

The contents of the letter:

Revolutionary Commissioner Baradlay
gives himself up voluntarily.

He also gives his rank and awaits
the orders of the authorities.

Summon him before a court martial.

Alert Baroness Plankenhorst
in Vienna at once:

I ask her to send me all available
data on commissioner Baradlay.

Yes, sir.

A gendarme, my lady.

He brought a letter,
a letter with a seal.

Come on in.

An official letter from Pest.

For me?

Are you Edward von Baradlay?

The letter is addressed
to Edward Baradlay.

I am Edward Baradlay.

Here it is.

- I have to travel. Uncle Gergely!
- Please.

Harness the horses and
pack food for several days.

Yes.

Where are you travelling to
and what for?

- Don't ask questions.
- I have the right.

- I am my own master.
- But you are a son and a brother.

That's precisely why I have to leave.

Do not inquisite me.

One of my sons is in prison,

the other prepares to face his fate.

I must know what the third one wants.

Today I am still the head of our family.

I demand an answer!

I can't stand idle and
just watch what's happening.

The Baradlay house is collapsing,
and will crush us all.

Everything is lost.

You can't help any longer.

It's my turn now.

I forbid it!

- You don't know what you forbid,
mother. - But I do.

You want to marry
the Plankenhorst daughter

to save your brothers
with that family's influence.

At that price, I don't wish to live.

Neither I, nor Richard.

Don't you trust me either?

Do you condemn me?

Do what you think is correct.

Do what your heart tells you.

I'll do that.

I have only one way.
I can't choose anything else.

Believe me!

If my suspicion is incorrect,
stop our worrying.

Show us the letter.

This letter is for Edward Baradlay,
and that is me.

You ere secretive.

You are stubborn.

Well, then go and
leave me here, in despair.

But you must know that two of my
sons are at the edge of the scaffold

and I am not mourning them
but you, who remains alive.

Remember what I say now.

I love you both...

Are you Edward Baradlay?

Yes, I am.

- Married, father of one child.
- Yes.

You were a government commissioner
with the insurgent army?

Until the day of the Világos surrender.

Are you the same Baradlay who,
before the revolution,

drove away the imperial administrator
at an open county assembly?

Please answer.

That's me.

In the days of the Vienna revolution,
you led Hungarian delegation to Vienna

and there you delivered an inciting
speech at the imperial city.

I was the speaker of the delegation.

There you said these words:

"We have to take up arms,
and we won't lay them down

until we have broken
the power of the oppressors".

Step nearer.

"We are just at the outset of the battle".
And so on.

Did you say these
at the open assembly?

Thank you.

Answer! Were these your words?

My words. I spoke them in the way...

you noted them down.

You have two brothers,
Richard and Edmond.

You are the eldest, aren't you?

Among my brothers I am the eldest.

Using the prestige of an elder brother,

you persuaded your younger
brother Richard to desert.

Or perhaps it was not you?

Then your mother!

- No one else had the means to do so.
- I did it.

Do you speak the truth, or just take the
blame for your mother?

It happened, Colonel, just as you said.

Colonel, may I ask the defendant to be
confronted with Captain Baradlay.

Prisoner Richard Baradlay
should be brought here.

I am against the confrontation.

The law forbids those biased against a
defendant to be questioned as a witness.

Is Richard biased against me?

In the insurgents' camp
everyone knew and

it was widely discussed that you had
a dispute at the last military council.

They fought as well.

Perhaps you don't remember?

It was a so-called revolutionary duel.

You were the first one to reach
the bastion and thus won the duel.

Say something, defendant.

We were living in a special time.

There is no need for explanations.

Answer the question.
Is this what occured? Yes or no?

Prisoner Richard Baradlay
has been led forth.

Make him wait outside.

So?

Is this how it happened?

This is how it happened.

Yes, the lieutenant said it right.

We were dueling with Richard.

The Military Council refrains

from questioning
Richard Baradlay as a witness.

Take him back to his cell.

Edward Baradlay, this is strange...

Very strange.

Your way of answering questions is

so undecided as if you have
forgotten the whole case.

Is it possible that you can't remember
such bravado?

Colonel,

we Baradlays are not a boating kind.

Alright, let us turn the page.

You have persuaded
your younger brother

too to unfaithfully leave the service
of the chancellery and return home.

I called Edmond home, too.

Edmond?

That's your younger brother, isn't it?

In Hungarian?

In Hungarian, it's Ede.

I called Edmond,
my younger brother, home,

to ensure my wife and child
were not left alone.

Isn't there a confusion here
with the names?

I have already heard people
arguing about such a thing.

Doesn't the name Ödön stand
for Edmond and Ede for Edward?

I am Edward and
my younger brother is Edmond.

We should know, Colonel.

Well, you should know
your own names best.

Anyway, let's finish the point we started.

You called your younger brother
Edmond to return home.

He was engaged. Is that so?

His bride was a baroness in Wanna.

A baroness in Wanna...

And your younger brother?
Did you tell him to return home?

Didn't he love his fiancee?

Colonel!

I am not inquisitive about
other people's affairs or emotions

and sentiments,
even if they concern my brother.

We have concluded.

One last question:

Edward Baradlay, do you repent for your
offense against your lawful sovereign?

Do you plead guilty?

I do not repent for what I did.

I plead guilty under your laws.

Would you add anything else
in your defense?

I have nothing more to add.

The court martial recedes
until a verdict is decided.

Yes!

My mother was informed
at the chancellery

that the emissary arrives
tomorrow with the decision.

What decision?

Your acquittal.

I don't understand.

The foreign embassies are protesting
against the mass executions.

The Ministry is now pretending that...

That I am overzealous,

bloody-handed,

and that an iron-hand is
no longer needed.

Others are attempting to take over, in
an elegant manner, with white gloves.

Thanks for the warning.

Baroness, leave me alone, please.

But tonight the fate
of everyone is in your hands.

Two Baradlays and other rebellious
persons are in your prisons.

Tonight, with one sweep of a hand...

One of the Baradlays...

The court martial sentenced Edward
Baradlay to death by gunshot.

Carry out the sentence!

Count Furstenberg.

Every court should convene.

Every sentence should be
executed by three in the morning.

At four the culprits should be
prepared to hear their sentence.

- That's all!
- Yes, sir.

Once again, thank you very much,
Baroness.

- At what time does the ship
for Vienna leave? - At five forty.

Please take my luggage and
knock on my door exactly at five.

Yes, Baroness. Good night.

Are all sentences done?

All are done, my lord.

One hundred and twenty cases,
all are death sentences except two.

Every clerk must work,

everything must be here
in 15 minutes for signature.

On every file, there should be
a general pardon clause.

My apologies, your Excellency, I don't
think I heard you correctly.

You heard it correctly!

A general pardon clause.

Fulfill the order!

Yes, sir.

Please.

Please.

Carry on the game, minister.

Or if you wish, start it again!!

I have killed them.

I have revenged the
whole family, mother.

One of the Baradlay's fell
from the execution squads bullets

when l visited the Field Marshal.

And perhaps at the minute

my ship left Pest,

Richard Baradlay,

- who killed Otto, also died.
- Captain Richard Baradlay.

Excuse me for calling at this unusual
hour, Baroness.

You g

How did you get here?

I received a pardon.

I was told I owe it to you.

Me?

Me?

I have come to express my thanks.

And for Edit.

If you are thinking of Miss Edit
Liedenwall, a member of our family,

I can tell you we lost contact with her.

She ran away from the convent.

And don't you know where she is?

It is believed she lives outside the city,

but how?

I heard that
she lives with a greengrocer.

Baroness, I last saw you in this palace
as the queen of the ball.

Since that time you seem to have
changed into a greengrocer.

What does that mean?

You are lying.

Edit is here in the palace.

I received a message from her.

- The key!
- I reject such atone.

This is violence!
You will pay for this!

- Give me the key at once!
- Never.

I'll give you a minute.
I don't advise you to resist.

Do you dare to threaten us?

I have to get a mother for a child.

It's certain that Edit will undertake it.

I have evidence
of the origin of the child.

But I will remain silent if you
don't compel me to reveal it.

The key!

My dear, beloved mother!

With those words I said goodbye to you,

now I return with the same words.

I love you.

Those who die in glory are
not mourned by their mothers,

you said.

So don't mourn me.

Dear, beloved Aranka!

I hear my soul echoing
your sweet words:

Follow what your heart commands.

I do follow it.

Forgive me for dying.

Dear Edmond.

Today, I have completed
what I have lived for.

I will die for my principles.

Our blood does not fall
on ungrateful land.

One day it will yield golden
happiness for our native country

and humanity.

And if one day
the children ask where I am,

tell them I am at home.

In your heart,

I am in the grave of my country.

Your Edward.

I also must hand this over.

The personal effects
of the late Edward Baradlay.

THE END