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Budapest, 1960's

Good morning!

Good morning!

I4d like to ask your help.

My husband and I live just
opposite,
we moved here a few days ago.

Our former flat was smaller,
so I could take care of it
myself.

But now I would just like to
write.

- What do you write?
- Novels.

Up till now I taught.

Well, if you can find someone to
give me
references to what sort people
you are ...

I might consider it.

I4m busy right now.

I don4t do washing for anyone,
you know.

Good day!
I could start work for you
tomorrow.

Excellent!
Come in!

Tibor!

Emerenc Szeredás.

Pleased to meet you. Szabados.

- You4re from Hajdúság too,
aren4t you?
- How did you know that?

Your "a"s.
My father spoke like that.

Yes, well I4m from the Great
Plains,
from Csabadul.

I4m from the Great Plains too.

And how much would you like
for your services, Emerenc?

Well, I tell you at the end of
the week,
when I know how much work there
is to do.

I will go now.

I wish the master good evening!

- Master?
- Master.

when she wandered around
the house. nervous and without
appetite..

they avoided her
so as not to disturb her."

- What4s she doing at this time
of night?
- She brought the carpet back.

- Now?
- When she has the time.

But now she's washing up!

- She probably saw the dishes
from supper.
- You see!

- Oh, you want me to be ashamed
of myself?
- At the least!

Oh, the windows!

What's wrong with her?

She's terrified of the storm.
There's probably a reason.

Emerenc !

Could you hurry, please, because
I must go
and I want to ask you to do
something for me.

Don4t you go disturbing me after
hours,
I4m not paid for that!

I wanted to ask you whether you
could
accept a parcel for me

because I must go to
the police station.

Ever since we4ve lived
here, about 20 years now ...

... Emerenc has never let
anyone into her home.

She guards her cat inside.
We hear meowing occasionally.

But who knows what else
she4s got to guard beside the
cat.

She even receives her own
relatives
and her colonel friend on the
porch ...

Yes ...

... winter and summer.

Please sit down, wait here.

Those, who are waiting for
address registration,
please, proceed to window no. 3.

- We haven4t met yet, madam.
Báthorffy.
- Szabados.

Please, come into my office.

Are you getting along with
Emerenc?

Yes.

She4s not an easy person.

She has her whims.

None of us is easy.

When I was just a Lieutenant,
we opened a special file on
Emerenc ...

... because we got so many
letters about her.

Killing Jews and robbing them.
What she
actually did makes very little
difference.

One said she was an American
agent, secretly
trying to over through the
peoples democracy

details included
awful accusations against her.

One said she is hiding treasures
...

You don't have to be afraid of
Emerenc.

At first I was very scared of
her.

Only Emrenc is not scared of
anyone.

She's weathered a few storms.

Emerenc would have done anything
for her first cat.

And that tomcat
was a great hunter!

A pigeon breeder, a very
decent man by the way used to
live here...

Decent?

He hung that cat by a wire
from Emerenc's door handle.

I saw it myself.

Because the cat killed his
pigeons
one by one.

That4s not true.

"... her nights were never
undisturbed..."

"...but in summer she often
did not sleep at all."

"She could not bear the heat."

"Her husband, mother-in-law
and the servants took it for
granted ..."

"they let her sleep in the
daytime as long
as she wanted and whenever she
felt like it ..."

Hello, darling!

"...and when she wandered
around the house, nervous ..."

What a lovely music.

Do you know what I'd like,
just once?

Silence ...

They give piano lessons even on
Sundays.

I've brought back your dish,
thank you for the wonderful
feast.

Dish?
That's not mine.

I have never seen that dish
before.
Have you ever seen that dish,
Polett?

- I ...
- Have you?

- I ...
- Have you?

I haven't.

"Dear Emma, since my last letter
I found some help to keep the
new flat clean.

She keeps magnificent tidiness
at our place.

But I often don't understand
her reactions,

and sometimes she evokes answers
from me which surprise me."

- Hello, Darling!
- Hello, Darling!

Doesn't Emerenc
come here any more?

Never on white days ...

She says we have a roof
over our heads ...

so we should sit it out till she
has time
for us again and she'll make up
for it.

And a bit of bending
does me no harm.

Aren't you feeling well?

I think I've got
a temperature again.

Cover me, sweetheart!

I haven't told you how much
I love you today.

How much?

Not for eternity.

- How long then?
- Just as long as I live.

Oh, thank you!

Don't you dare try to tip me!

Where are you off to?

To church.
Wouldn't you like to come?

I'm not a fine lady to get all
dolled up
go trotting off to church.

So I have no need of the church,
or the priest.

I saw how God works during the
war.

I've nothing against the
carpenter
Joseph and his son, they were
working people.

The son got upset
with the lies of the politicians
...

... and when it became
unpleasant
for the leaders,

they got him mixed up in
something
so that they could execute him.

The mother I feel the most sorry
for.

Well, then, good-bye.

It's easy to be godly when
you got someone else doing the
work for you at home.

Look at this!

- What is it?
- Take a look!

- Where did you get it?
- I bought it.

- So the girl's book's been
published?
- Aham.

Ask her to sign it for me,
please!

Are you upset because they wrote
bad things about you in the
paper?

How do you know that?

Well, it's your fault for
choosing
such a rotten profession ...

... where any idiot can pour
dirty water over you.

You should take care of
the master instead!

He's ill.

His lungs are sick.

How do you know?

I just know.

We're hoping to remove
the lung tumor in one piece.

Drink!

Drink!

- No! No!
- Drink! Drink!

Now, don't spend the night
worrying,
because there's nothing to worry
about.

I can always feel the death
coming.

Besides, the dogs haven't given
a signal,
and no glass cracked either.

'Course you don't have to
believe me ...

... you can turn to the heavens,
if you like,
I'll go and get your Bible.

- You don't have to talk to me.
- I'm going back to the
hospital!

No, you're not.
You're not.

- Let me leave ...
- You are not!

You are not going back to the
hospital!

I'm scared ...

My father was consumptive.

He was a cabinetmaker
and a carpenter too.

But he died before I was three.

My mother couldn't cope alone,
so she married the first
assistant.

Only he was one of the first men
to be called up, and he was
killed almost immediately.

So I had to leave school and I
cooked
for everyone by the time I was 9
...

and I looked after the twins.

After my stepfather died my
mother
decided that she loved him as
well,

so now she had two men
to mourn.

One day after she hit me
I decided to run away.

And I wanted to take
the twins with me ...

... but we didn't get very far
...

... because the twins
decided they wanted some water.

So I ran to the well with a tin
cup
which I wore round my neck on a
string.

I just got there when the storm
broke.

Never in my life
have I seen a storm break so
fast.

The sky didn't turn black like
it did
at other times, but it was
purple ...

... as if someone had made a
fire
up in the clouds.

The thunder split my ears.

I started running back,
because I couldn't see the twins
...

but instead I saw that the
lightning
had struck the tree above them.

Everything was smoking.

I was just standing there
bewildered,
wondering where the twins had
gone ...

...because those two black
stumps couldn't be my sisters.

So I yelled so loud
that it could be heard at our
house.

My mother ran out barefoot in
her shirt,
she fell upon me, she beat me
all over.

She didn't know what she was
doing.

And then she saw the children.
Then she
tore away from me in the rain
...

... her hair was dragging along
the ground behind her as it came
loose.

She ran like an arrow,
and she screamed.

Birds screech like that
sometimes.

I saw her jump into the well ...

... but I couldn't move.

If I'd run for help right then,
they could have saved her.

But I just stood there,
wondering what my mother was
doing for so long

at the bottom of the well.

Afterwards my grandfather came
for me,

a young couple came from
Budapest
looking for a maid,

...and he gave me to them.

They took me away
right after the funeral.

Do you know
what I'm saving up for?

A crypt.

As big as the Taj Mahal.

In every window there will be
a different coloured glass ...

and on every shelf there'll be a
coffin,
my father's, my mother's, mine,
the twins'.

Do you believe me?

I believe you.

Were you worried that I'd go?

No.

Emerenc said that no glass had
cracked
and the dogs didn't howl, so
nothing would happen

Don't let there be storm!
That brings the reaper.

Don't let there be a storm.
Storm, lightning, a well ...

How are the intellectuals today?

Oh, thank you.
We're much better!

- You see, hm?
- We are very well!

Great!

Welcome home, Master.

Good Morning.

I wish the Master a speedy
recovery!

Thank you.

Are you admiring my tureen?

One of my employers,
Mrs Grossmann gave it to me ...

in the time of the anti-Jewish
Laws,
in 1944.

That woman had
the most beautiful china and
glass.

The chalice I brought the other
day,
that was hers as well.

That's for the Master.

Thank you!

What strange stuffs Emerenc
brings.

It's the Grossmanns'
inheritance.

Maybe she didn't know
where they were being taken.

- It seems I was lucky during
the war.
- Lucky?

I mean, I was among decent
people
and I knew everything.

What did you know?

I knew who the wagons were
transporting,
and for what purpose.

And you call that lucky?

Is that the right word?

It may not be the right word.

It isn't.

And all we've got are words.

So what should the word be?

I don't know.

Perhaps the Grossmanns left
these things
with Emerenc for safe keeping.

Or she thought,
like so many others ...

... that if she didn't take them
away
someone else would.

Maybe the handyman's suspicions
are justified.

Perhaps there are valuables
behind the locked door,

confiscated treasures belonging
to people taken away.

Things that shouldn't be put on
show.

How obscene - the Grossmanns in
the gas chamber, without even a
grave ...

... while she is saving up
for a Taj Mahal!

She keeps a captive animal as a
cover.

Not a bad idea.

Are you writing a novel?

Didn't the master like it?

It was too much for him.

Oh poor little puppy,
come here!

Let me warm you up.

Give me your scarf!
Let's cover him.

Give me your scarf!

Emerenc, look!

You are home ...
You will have a good place,
don't worry!

That's great!

You don't feel cold any more.

- Good evening!
- Good evening!

Emerenc, come straight away!

We've got a burst pipe!
I've already phoned the plumber.

Hurry and turn off the mains.

I hope he likes the 18th
century.

We're lucky dogs only chew
everything
for the first two years.

A few months later

You can jump up at your
mistress,
you can sleep beside her on the
sofa.

Your mistress allows that
because she loves you.

The master is quiet, like water,
you never know what's at the
bottom of water.

You mustn't annoy the master
because hell get rid of you ...

Come!
You should hear this.

... but this is a good place for
you.

Sit, sit Viola!

- Sit!
- Viola? But he's a boy!

Sit. If you don't sit you won't
get any sugar. Sit.

I told you to sit!

The vet said it was forbidden
to give the dog sugar.

The vet's an idiot!

Sit, Viola, sit. You'll get a
treat.
Sit. Sit. Sit.

Lay down!

Can I take him for the day?
He can guard the house while I'm
out.

Aren't you worried about your
cat?

Why should I be?

I will teach him he has to like
other animals,
not hurt them.

Viola! Come with me!
Come with your mistress.

Let's leave Emerenc in peace!
Behave yourself! Viola!

It's Magda now, come on,
come on, you'll get a sugar
lump!

Come here!

Let's leave Emerenc in peace.

It's Magda now, not Emerence.

Behave yourself!

Viola, come back!

Who do you think you are?

Charging over here and making a
row.

Go back home!
I'll see you later on tonight.

Sit!

You scamp!

Apologize!

Don't worry about him,
he will have lunch with me
today.

Go home, your leg's bleeding.
I'll see you later!

May I ask you something?

Go ahead.

Sit!

Emerenc, wouldn't you like
to keep the dog?

We only wanted to give him
shelter anyway.

Well, I'd have got a dog long
time ago,
but I'm only allowed one animal
in my flat.

But if you're offended that
Viola likes me,
well I can solve that out.

It is possible
to alienate an animal.

Now, what I ...
what I wanted ...

...to say was, I'm expecting
a guest in a few days time.

Would you allow me to meet
with my guest here, in your
home?

You want to receive a guest
here?

All you have to do is make my
guest believe
that I live here with you.

We'll be gone before the master
gets home.
It's Wednesday, at 4 o'clock.

Just say yes!

If this is a secret dinner,
why are you lugging your stuff
down the street?

You can use our plates.

Take out anything you like from
the sideboard,
use my mother's silver cutlery!

Or do you think I am too mean
to lend them to you?

Thank you.

I never forget a gesture
be it good or bad.

But this dinner service is very
important to me

to make my guest remember.

I just don't want the person in
question
to know I've no family around me
...

... and I have no wish to
explain why
I don't open my door.

Can I have this?

It was made for my mother's
figure.

I wouldn't be alone.

Why are you alone?
Why do you lock everyone out of
your flat?

Keep your nose out of my
business!

I don't harm anyone
by living like I do.

I don't like it when you preach.

If you give something to me,
give it
without a lecture or don't give
it at all.

Fine.

If anybody calls,
I'll be back in the evening.

Hello.

Yes.

Good.
I'll tell her.

You ungrateful, bitch!

Drop dead!

Drop dead!

Ungrateful!

Disloyal!

Lousy capitalist!

Eat!

Get off, Viola!

My mother's Murano!
What's going on here, Emerenc?

Are you out of your mind?

Viola!

Get off!

Ungrateful! Disloyal!

You rotten liar!

Lousy capitalist!

You... you can't come
with business reason.

You can't fly to Europe...
the visit cancelled.

And youll let me know
when you can come.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have done this.

Oh, come on,
that's going too far!

Will you please get rid
of the mess in my mother's room?

Thank you.

I want to take Viola for
a walk in the forest.

I want to apologize
for my behaviour.

This never happened to me
before.
And it never will again.

Serves you right. Why the hell
do you have to
take everything so seriously?

Get the food out of the fridge
and take it back to her

I'm not going to eat the
leftovers.
I'm not Viola.

Emerenc, I'm afraid
I can't keep the festive feast.

it's here on the porch table,
come out and get it whenever you
are ready.

Is the master ill?

No, he's not.

I'd like to come in.

I'm hungry.
Have you got any food left?

Good night.

I'll never forget this...

Thank you for your love and
care,
The food I eat, the clothes I
wear,

Thank you, father, for bringing
me up,
Thank you, mother, for filling
my cup.

Mistress, happy birthday from
your servant,
To your wishes always observent,

And here I bring you many a
present,
To make you house both sweet and
pleasant.

Thank you!

Come!

Whats the point of living,
to wake up in your own home

to find a blasted garden dwarf
standing on the carpet,

a riding boot in front of one's
books,

and the bookshelf
full of all sorts of junk!

This is how Emerenc tries
to express her affection.

Affection?

This is crazy!

Have a nice day.

All men are idiots

Viola!

Stop it!

Viola, give it to me!
Give it to me!

Where did you put the little
China dog?

I hid it from view because it's
dreadful.

Are you some sort of a slave?

I know the master doesn't like
dogs,

but is that mean that you can't
put up
with a nice little china one?

Is this ugly shell any better?

I'll smash this
one of these days.

Emerenc...

could you please take
the little statue back to the
attic?

It's tasteless.

Kitsch.

What's kitsch?

Kitsch, kitsch is something
fake, false.

What is fake about this little
dog?

Hasn't he got everything:
legs, ears, a tail?

Why are you lying to me?

If you don't want anything from
me, just say so.

I know you're frigthened of the
master,

but don't hide your fear
by pretending that this is ... a
kitsch.

Are you out of your mind?
Who keeps umbrellas in a boot?

You're a blind, idiotic coward.

Don't know why I like you.

Maybe when you get older you
find
some courage and your taste will
improve.

My aunt has asked me to tell you
to look
for someone else to help, she is
resigning.

She doesn't understand a word of
this modern world.

Were not going to beg her to
come back.

I offended her because I wasn't
prepared
to let her turn my home into a
flea market.

The only trouble is, sir,
that when she looks for a
present for you

she is thinking of two children.

Whatever comes of this,
please don't bear a grudge

because there are few such
good and upright people on this
earth.

What? You mean she
considers us children?

Now, you can't talk to her,
maybe later. Goodbye!

Well, we've fixed that alright.

You're happy about this?

We'll get along fine
without her crazy whims.

Are you put out
because she's become fond of me?

Have you gone insane too?

Polett, how would you like
to work for us?

Two or three times a week would
be enough.
Just some cleaning...

washing, ironing,
perhaps cooking too.

What about Emerenc?

Emerenc doesn't want
to work for us.

You can ask her.

I certainly won't, God forbid!

You're the apple of her eye.
She only calls you "the girl".

If Emerenc would ask me,
that would be different. I'm
sorry.

I can't accept.
I can't take her place.

I see.

Parlez-moi en Françes,
quelquefois... Un peu...

We should resolve the issue
with the china dog.

It could be on this place when
she's here
and than put it away again.

It's too much for you to do the
housework.
You can't write.

We'll have to apologize.

Come on out, Emerenc,
I want to talk to you.

Have you come to apologize?

No...

Our tastes differ, but that
doesn't matter,
and we didn't want to hurt you.

Won't you come back?

Will you give a home
to a china dog?

Yes.

Where will you put it?

Wherever you want.

Please, Madam!

Polett has killed herself.

What?

I've just found her...

She hung herself from
the walnut tree in the garden.

She pulled a cap over her head.

Have you come about Polett?

I found her at dawn when
the dog gave the signal.

We didn't talk about the cap,

but we agreed on what dress
she should wear when she's
buried.

I gave her a black petticoat,
because she didn't have one of
her own.

I couldn't find her shoes.
Did you find her shoes?

You knew what Polett was about
to do?

One thing we did agree on
was that she shouldn't take
poison.

Can't rely on poison.
Anyway it hurts.

No, no.
Hanging is much easier

It were enough of them in
Budapest
when the Whites were in power

they did the hanging,

when the Reds came it was their
turn, but
the hanged people kicked out
just the same,

no matter what the
colour of the politics.

And you didn't try to stop
Polett?

If she had enough of life
no one has right to stop her.

You know,
she ironed beautifully,

better than any of us.

Emerenc, shouldn't we discuss
what you're going to say at the
police station?

Don't think I didn't make her
write a farewell letter.

I dictated her letter to the
police, myself.

"I, Polett Carne, did take my
life of my own
accord because of illness,

old age and most of all
loneliness."

We weren't enough for her,
any of us.

Did you lose your keys?

I want to take Viola for a walk.

Alright.

When the time comes, you must
tell the vet
to give Viola the injection.

If you love someone,
you must be willing to kill too.

The Lord kills.

Don't think I didn't love
Polett.

If I didn't,
I would have stopped her.

'Cause if I yell at someone,
they do what I say.

Come!

Emerenc! Emerenc, Imagine!

The librarian from Csabadul has
just rung
to invite me to meet the local
reading public.

If I accept will you come with
me?

Why did they invite you?

Because of my novels.

Do we have to stay the night?
Because that's out of the
question.

Aren't you dressed yet?

For heaven's sake, Emerenc!

- Well... is that what you're
wearing?
- Yes

You can't go there like that.

With all that make-up on?

- What will they think of me?
- Stop moaning!

Will you let me give you a book?

Will you write in it
that you gave it to me?

Of course.

You know I haven't been to
Csabadul since 1944.

My family all upset and...

I'm not loved there.

Please, madam,
I can't stand in for Emerenc

because I've been summoned
by the district council.

Its about my shop permit.
My living.

Couldn't you ask for another
appointment?

- From whom?
- Drop dead!

You see,
your God doesn't want me to go.

It's a shame.

I'd like to see how you fit in a
village.

Would you go out to the railway
station
at Csabadul and walk along the
ramp?

But if anyone asks about me,
don' t chat, alright? I'm fine
and healthy.

Good morning.

My uncle wasn't as impetuous as
his daughter.

He kept everything for himself.

So he died young.

Emerenc is here with her little
daughter EÉvike.

This whole time we have not
heard
any news of her life.

When she turned up with her
baby,
who he knew nothing about,

we thought he would beat her to
a pulp.

If he hadn't been recovering
from a stroke,
he would've too.

Who's this child?

- EÉvike.
- Who's child is it?

Mine.

How dare you bring your bastard
into the home of your parents?

Who made you pregnant?
Who did you roll in the hay
with, you slut!

Who's the father?
What's the name?

EÉvike.

There, yes!

In the end, he came to love the
child
more than his real
grandchildren.

He burst into tears when I took
her away,
and never forgave himself

for letting the child be taken
from him,
when she was so sweet.

Just wait till the truth comes
out!

That's EÉvike Grossmann.

That's the person
I was waiting for the other day.

She lives in America,
she sends me money.

That's what she looked like when
I took her
home to Csabadul from Pest,

only now I don't want to see her
face,
because she wouldn't come when I
asked her to.

Yet if it wasn't for me, she
would have
her head smashed against a wall

or been killed in a gas chamber.

Up until then
I was respected by everybody.

Well, you can imagine how
pleasant it was
for me to have to tell my
grandfather

that the baby that I'm carrying
in my arms is mine

and would you please feed her
until after the war
because I can't provide for her
in Pest.

You remember the
Jewish Laws, don't you?

Yes.

The old ones chose to drink
yanide,
but the young paid to escape,

so they gave her to me,
and I took her home to the
village.

Don't ask me what reception I
got.

Take it.

You're a thief too?

You think because of the war
you can get away with
everything?

They took very decent care of
the child
for over a year.

And then the Grossmans came back
and I went to fetch her.

Poor things,
wanted to start their life
again,

but in the end they went abroad.

And I said goodbye
to the little girl for ever.

Did you walk along the ramp?

Yes.

I had this heifer,

she was a sandy colour,

I looked after her
since she was a calf.

People used to laugh at me,
because she followed me
everywhere.

But in the end
we had to sell her.

No! No!

No!

Viola! Viola!

Viola!

- What happened?
- People, the calf jumped off!

Viola!
Get up, Viola!

I want her to learn never to
love anyone

because then no one of hers
will ever be beaten to death

and she won't jump off from
anywhere either.

Go on home now.
We have talked enough.

Take Viola home with you.

The heifer was named Viola?

Go on.
The dog's tired.

Good morning!

Good day to you!

Give extra for the collection
box
it's bound to count double at
Easter.

I would be grateful if at least
on Good Friday
you could leave me alone!

And when you've finished,
could you please cook the plum
soup.

The fruit is out on the kitchen
counter.

Why don't you try some sweeping?

After all you're off to church
to weeps,
so you may as well do bit works
as well.

Because there are two kinds of
people in this world:

those who sweep,
and those who get others to
sweep.

Jesus swept.

Sometimes she irritates me so
much
- forgive me Lord - I feel like
killing her.

Although she is self-sacrificing
and generous.

Her goodness is natural,
whereas I was raised to be like
that.

What I think is faith
is perhaps only discipline.

Why does everybody trust her
when she does not trust anyone?

Whereas everyone
looks at me with suspicion.

Just be more straight forward
in the words you use.

Whether you are asking or
giving.
To people or to God.

I couldn't wait for you,
I was so hungry.

Good Friday was the only day
my father would fast.

Even the piano lid was locked
so nobody would start playing.

I keep this fast,
as you very well know.

Don't look so triumphant because
I haven't even tasted your
chicken paprika,

and I'm not paying for it,
because I didn't order it.

It's a fine God you've got
if he judges with plum soup.

My God, if he exists,
is everywhere,

he is at the bottom of the well
and in Viola's soul too.

Now you listen to me,
because I'm about to strike.

The master's not got long to
live,
you know that yourself.

There'll be no fasting in that
house
- at least I won't be the part
of it.

Princess of Plums.
Go on, go home.

It's Friday, you've got to read
the Bible in German.

Now listen.

I'm going to show you something
that no one has ever seen before

and no one ever will again
until I'm in the grave

If you tell anyone,
I will curse you.

The Grossmanns' safe?

That was pried open back when
the Arrow Cross Party was still
in power.

Who's that handsome man?

That's the lawyer's son.

He's different from
what I have imagined.

He came to me one night. "I'm on
the run. Hide me!"
I didn't ask him who was after
him. I hid him.

Why did they look for him?

Well, they said he was a
communist.

A few years later his
communist comrades took him
away,

accusing him of
being a British spy.

But then later on
he became a top dog.

He never mentioned me in his
biography,
though I was certainly part of
it.

It was after he left that I
found my tomcat
strung up from the door handle.

Well, another one came to
replace him,
but than that one was poisoned,

I think by the same person.

So than I decided that a cat
doesn't have to go out,

he can live indoors
like a posh Pekinese dog.

Can't, for the life of me,
tell you how I manage to have
nine.

They're prisoners but they're
alive.
That's why I never open my door.

Because if the tenants here
found out
I had to get rid of seven of
them

because you're only allowed two.

When I die you must tell the vet
to put them all down.

Because you can't do more for a
person
than to stop them suffering.

Suppertime!

We should invite her in!

She wouldn't come anyway.
The pavement has to be clear.

You haven't slept for days
because
the God forsaken snow keeps on
falling.

When you are done with this
you have to start over again.

- But you're ill!
- Alright...go home!

Emerenc, you should be in bed!

Go away.
Can't you see I'm busy?

You go home,
you look after the Master.

You do the cooking and cleaning
while this damned snow keeps
falling.

It's nobody's business
whether I stay in bed or not!

I can't stand when they spy on
me.

Yes?

Good morning.

Yes, she's here.

The Minister of Culture.

Is somebody pulling my leg?

Yes...

...yes, it's me.

Thank you.

Thank you very much!

Thank you!

He said he finished my book last
night.
He likes it very much.

He told me I should ignore the
critics.
They're only party soldiers.

He'd like to meet me.
What could that mean?

Does he think he's the member of
some other party perhaps?

You have to be careful
what you say to him.

About what?

Anything,
anyone he asks you about.

Sign it here, please!
It's come from Parliament.

- Thank you!
- You're welcome!

Am I to have a Kossuth Prize
wife?

You're allowed to be happy ...

Very, very happy!

Do you know how long it is since
Emerenc
last appeared on her porch,
madam?

At least two weeks.
The porch is covered in snow.

Something must be done,
or the old woman might not make
it.

I'm in a hurry Mr. Brodarics.
Let's wait until tomorrow.

I must talk to Emerenc face to
face.

Why are you sitting here?

I've opened the brandy.

The men have decided
to break the door down.

The doctor will be waiting
outside
and I'll get her up the stairs
to your flat.

If you could just get her
to open the door a tiny bit!

Just make her turn the key
and we'll do the rest.

I don't really like having
strangers in the flat,
but the old woman needs to be
taken care of

and kept in a warm flat.

Bring her round to us.

Good Lord!

You've grown fond of her.
If she doesn't get medical
attention, that'll be it.

The only way I can save her
is if I betray her.

Emerenc ...

I vow I'm not going to neglect
you just
because you won't open the door.

Nobody will come in,
but you must come out.

You don't even have to go to
hospital
if you don't want to.

You can stay with us
in my mother's room with Viola.

The doctor's ready to see you.

If you don't go away I'll report
you all
for disturbing my peace!

I've got a right to be on sick
leave.

Then just step outside your door
for a moment
so people will see that you are
alive.

You know how fond
they all are of you.

I'm alive.

Bring me a box.
My old cat has died.

You have to bury him.

You can say you're taking away
the laundry.

All right.

The smell has become awful.

If I didn't know it was
impossible
I'd think it was a dead body.

During the war I often smelled
this ghastly stench.

Could you all move aside?

I've got to stay by the door
until I've received a package
from Emerenc.

Thank you!

It's me, Emerenc.

Don't come in,
just give me the box!

- Now?
- No, wait please.

Alright.

The box was too small.
Don't you know how big a cat is?

Could you do something for me?

Could you run across and lock
the door
to Emerenc's flat for me before
anyone goes in.

Don't look inside,

and as soon as she gets here
give the key back to her.

See you at the Parliament.

Hurry!

Excuse me.
Can we do a television
interview?

Oh, yes, of course.

- You taught me in primary
school.
- Did I?

Yes. You haven't changed at all.

Well, I started teaching
when I was very young.

I could mention the names
of all sorts of people,

first of all my family,
my parents...

my husband and all those
whose story I have written.

But right now the first name
that comes
to my mind is the name of a
woman

who helped with around me
so that I could work in peace.

Behind every visible result
stands an invisible
person without whom there'd be
no life-work.

And in my case this person is...

Eremenc Szeredás.

- Congratulations!
- Thank you very much!

- Congratulations!
- Thank you!

- You didn't come.
- I couldn't.

What's the Kossuth Prize like?

Nice!

This is ward 25.
But she hasn't arrived yet.

How can that be?
Than where is she?

I had to send her to be
disinfected first,

because she couldn't have been
put to bed
in the condition we found her.

By the time I got to Emerenc
the doctor had managed to catch
her arm.

But she couldn't really resist
anymore ...

Later on the doctor told me that
she must have
had a mild stroke sometime
earlier...

she could have been paralyzed
for days.

Emerenc!

I should have suspected
something like that ages ago.

But nowadays I don't take notice
of anything
apart from myself.

You recieved a Kossuth Prize,
Magda dear.

I could have done without that
scene.

Which scene?

Emerenc in her own filth,
surrounded by rotting meats and
putrid soups.

E-me-renc sur-round-ed by
rot-ting meats and put-rid
soups.

Are you writing a poem?

Suppertime!

Behind every visible result
stands an invisible
person without whom there'd be
no life-work.

And in my case this person is...

Eremenc Szeredás.

- Congratulations!
- Thank you!

Congratulations!

Emerenc was pure and upright,
as we all would want to be.

A queen.

And I allowed them to expose her
in a single humiliating moment
of her life.

Whatever Emerenc says now,
that overwhelming stench and
filth will discredit.

We wrecked a long life's work.

Maybe Emerenc no longer
wishes to persevere,

because we have destroyed
the legend of her name.

If I'd stay with her when they
opened the door
a lot of things wouldn't have
happened,

or at least not like this.

What do you plan to do?

Nothing.

If she survives
I'll take her to stay with us.

- I'm not going to fail her
again.
- Don't dramatize things!

I'll keep watch over Emerenc.

I had a car accident

and my daughter was killed.

I wanted to commit suicide.

Emerenc came to see me
in hospital for months.

She brought me back to life.

I told you...

Let's stop this!

If you hate me so much
because I didn't let you die, I
accept that...

but don't keep covering your
head,
just tell me openly

I meant well ...

it didn't work out that way,
but...

I wanted the best for you.

Emerenc...

had this happened the other way
round,
would you have let me die?

Of course.

And you'd have no regrets?

No.

But I couldn't have saved you
from anything.

Everything would have come to
light.
The cats, the filth...

So what?

What does a dead person
know or see?

You are the one who thinks
there's
something up there waiting for
you,

angels gonna carry up your
typewriter,
everything's gonna carry on as
normal.

Such an idiot!

For the dead nothing matters any
more,
the dead is zero.

What's the marble crypt for
then,
Emerenc?

What's the point of gathering
your mother,
father and the twins?

If it's so, the weeds in the
ditch
would be good enough then.

Maybe for you, but not for me,
and not for my dead.

One should honour the dead.

What do you know about honour?

You throw me a bone in
Parliament,
you think I'm gonna follow you
around like Viola?

You know how to make statements,
but to be there when you're
needed,

to hide my misery from the eyes
of the world,
for that you didn't have time.

Go away,
make more statements.

You had the nerve
to thank me for your prize?

Are you looking after
the animals properly?

Did you clear away the rubbish?
Did you fix up some kind of
door?

Now I'll tell her
that she's only got half a flat,

the door has disappeared,
the animals are lost.

No one has put a foot
in your home but me.

As the doctor picked you up in
her arms,
my husband fixed the door.

I went that night
and saw to everything.

The scouring proved difficult,
but I managed it.

I divided the rubbish up
among the bins in the street.

The cats are well, except of
course for the one
that I buried under the
pinetree.

They eat meat
because I haven't got time to
cook.

I must go now, Emerenc,
because we haven't had our lunch
yet

and I don't want
to get caught in the rain.

Magda dear!

With these clumsy fingers?

All alone?

What are you crying for?

Why are you crying, hm?

Now I'll definitely come home.
I promise.

Take these home for Viola!

He loves chocolate.

Excuse me, please...

Sutu paid me a visit and told me
that,
should it so happen,

she would be happy to close her
stall
and take over Emerenc's jobs

- What do you say to that?
- What would I say?

Nothing!

It's a disgrace.

So it's a freefor-all now?

That's exactly what I thought.

What a nerve!
Tibor! Did you hear that?

Look here,
he'll refuse Sutu's offer now,

but Emerenc has
little strenghts left for her
job.

Broken pipes,
snow, officials...

Emerenc will have to stay with
us
from now on to make a full
recovery

or she will lose her flat too.

God almighty,
what will I do with her?

How will I be able to fit
a paralyzed patient into our
lives?

When will I have time
to take her the bed pan,

do her washing, cook for her
and protect her from bedsores?

And what will I do
when I have to go away?

And what will you do?

You haven't told her the truth
about her condition.

We haven't either.

"Truth is not always a cure."

But now she's got the strength,

and at some time she must face
up
to what's happened.

She can go home in a few days.

Not yet!

Her flat is just as it was
after the fumigation.

You must realize she is under
the impression
that I sorted everything out,

she wasn't put to shame, she can
happily
come home, the cats are waiting
for her.

Now it's time to tell her the
truth.

You can always count on me.

After all I too am just
a jumped up peasant girl, like
her.

- Have you met the professor?
- Yes.

- Where did we meet?
- You're the chellist.

I live opposite Mr. Brodarics.

- Oh yes.
- You play beautifully.

Thank you! In fact the Doctor
says
Emerenc can thank you for her
life.

Isn't that right, Doctor?

You won't believe this, but they
didn't let me see Emerenc again.

I don't know what happened.

How many cats are left?

None, Emerenc.

We think we found three of them
dead.
The rest are lost.

Go on looking for them. Because
if they're alive they'll be
hiding in the garden.

All right.
We'll look.

You lied to me when you said
you cleaned up my place.

There was nothing to clean,
Emerenc.
The fumigators did it all.

What sort of people are you?
You and the colonel?

The Master is the only decent
one;
at least never lied to me.

If you'd let me die I would have
looked after you
even beyond the grave,

but now I can't bear you
near me.

You don't know how to love,
I thought perhaps you do.

But you don't, you just put
people in boxes
and you take them out when you
need them.

This is my friend, this is my
old godmother,
this is... this is my love,

this is a pressed flower
from the Great Plain...

Go away,
just leave me in peace!

You thought you could save me
for
what's coming? You are such an
idiot!

Emerenc...

you'd be in a good place with
us...

In your house?

Go to hell!

The only sane person
in your house is Viola.

Quarter past eight.

Quarter past eight?

Quarter past eight.

The lady was looking for
Emerenc.

I thought I'd bring her round to
you.

Thank you.

Eva Grossmann.

EÉvike.

Excuse me...?

EÉvike Grossmann.

Yes...

that's what I was called
when I was small.

I can't remember her face.

When she returned me to my
parents I was still very young.

I can feel her strong arms,
and the way she hugged me.

I even remember her smell

because I liked that very much.

But...

I've completely forgotten her
face.

Haven't you got a photo of her?

There used to be
a photo of you and Emerenc,

but it was burnt
at the time of the fumigation.

Burnt?

How is your life?

Are you happy?

Yes... I am.

You see, you can thank
Emerenc for that.

She saved your life
and you became happy.

I saved her life
and with that I betrayed her.

She loved and saved.
I loved and killed her.

How can one make sense of that?

That's Emerenc's grave.

Emerenc, please,
forgive me!