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DIARY FOR MY CHILDREN

Starring

Dear God, don't let us crash now!

Do you feel sick, grandad?

Written by

Juli! Did you have a pleasant trip?

You've grown into a bonny girl, Juli.

Hello, dear!

Cinematographer

Directed by

- Wonderful.
- It is.

This here's your room, Juli.

And that one is yours.

- Well, do you like our place?
- Yes, I do.

Everything's so lovely.

Mom! Mom!
Wait for me!

Gosh, your room is beautiful!

What an apartment...

Grandfather... It's all so
strange and so different to me.

As if someone was standing
behind me... And Magda...

Oh Lord, Magda...

Magda is a very good person.
My straightforward younger sister.

Grandfather. I'm scared. I'm scared.

Don't be scared.

Take it away please.

So you don't remember me at all?

Hmm?

- No.
- Well, surely you were very little.

You ran to open the door
for me, but you couldn't reach

the knob. Your mother
used to lift you up.

- Do you remember?
- I don't remember.

I don't remember you.

I'd like you to be happy.

Don't worry about grown-up's problems.

From now on, that's for me to do.

Was it you who wanted
grandfather to bring me back?

Yes.

It would have been
silly to have stayed there.

- You have a home at my place.
- Thank you.

» 1 he Red Army arrived to
Hungary not as conquerors...”

- Come on, come to eat, my Julika...
- ...but as friends and liberators

of the Hungarian people.”

I managed to fetch ten pairs today.

3 dots, unquote.

...Unquote, thus the words of
the first proclamation, period.

New paragraph.

» 1 he Soviet administration and
the town commandants brought order

to the liberated
villages and towns.”

Done.

Good.

You can now bring the article.

I'm on my way, my Julika.
I'll bring more tomorrow, okay?

Gaze upon us and
listen, you living tree.

Here I'm presenting you
your true sibling, little Gergo.

From today on your life is his,
and his life is yours to live;

from this day no one should harm
you, and you shall live a full

life till the day that you
should leave this world. Amen.

Don't be afraid, little
Gergo. The forest loves you now.

What happened?

He became sick.

I called for a
doctor, he's been coughing.

Where have you been?
Stay here, would you?

I'll cook the supper, take care
of him. And change the dressing.

Grandfather!

Dear grandfather...

I'm not abot to die.

Don't be afraid,
I won't leave you alone.

Magda is here.

He's coughed up blood again.

Do you feel better? Dezsö?

- Well, what news from school?
- Nothing, we studied.

- Did you get used to the pupils?
- School is good.

I do hope you'll study well and
won't bring shame on us, my Julika.

I don't know, perhaps I'll study well.

What do you mean you don't
know? It's a question of will.

If you have the wits,
all you need is to strive!

I'll try.

Why do you keep pulling your head away?

I don't like to be fondled.

- Why don't you have a husband?
- I had one. He divorced me.

When?

A very long time ago,
back when I was young.

Didn't he love you?

I really don't think he
loved me since he abandoned me.

- Did you never want children?
- No.

Why?

I never found the time.

But perhaps it's not too late.

You can become my child.

I brought this for you.

Try it on, I do hope it fits you.

Did you buy it in a store?

No, we don't have things
like this in stores now.

- Came from America.
- Is it American?

My secretary brought
it into the office;

she got a package from America;

many people receive packages from
there now. It was too small for her

and I bought it from her.

Thank you.

- Do you like it at least?
-Yes, I do like it.

- Don't you see it?
- Yes, I do.

Then why do you ask it?

Lay down.
Will you come with me tomorrow?

- Where?
- A fashion show.

- What's that?
- You'll see.

Go to sleep now. Good night.

Good night.

If you'd allow me, I'll escort
you there. May I offer a cigarette?

- There you are.
- No, thank you.

What a merry atmosphere.
Would you like to dance?

- Let us sit down.
- As you wish.

- If my wife is inclined...
- Do you allow, my lady?

Is that you, Juli? Come in.

- Good evening, are
you here for me? - Yes.

Wait, I'll finish this soon.

Kindly put that cinema pass back there.

Turn off the lamp.

You're silly to
think I wouldn't notice.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Madam, may I borrow
Juli Kovacs's ruler?

Yes.

I won't give it to you.

- This is beautiful.
- Very nice.

- How much sugar would you like?
- One lump, thanks.

I worked in a Soyuz furniture
factory during the war.

The women there, night and day...

- How much sugar?
- No sugar, thank you.

They even slept in
the factory if they had to.

Uncle Janos, how much
sugar would you like?

Two lumps.

Do you happen to have some
wine stashed away at home?

That's the way to do it, right?
Beverage first, coffee second.

I forgot that you
preferred wine to coffee, Janos.

No way: it's dead heat.

Bring some wine.

Grandmother, Janos is asking for wine!

Hush, don't yell, I'm not deaf!

Here you are.

Wait, the glasses too!

When I was in the Soviet Union,
every political exile had to work

in production; our
workshop had no roof,

rain would fall on our heads...

Here you are, glasses.

...but we fulfilled our quota,

like our Soviet comrades.

In fact I was near Tula, and we
had a competition with the comrades,

it was harsh enough
on our meagre diet and all.

But they had a hard
time themselves, hadn't they?

That's right, no one was favoured,
there was no difference between us.

- To your health.
- To your health, Janos.

To your health.

- Who'd like some more?
- Me, for instance.

I attended a meeting yesterday,
I spoke to the weavers there.

Those hardworking women go home
from a 9 hour shift to clean the

floor, wash, cook, rear their
children, but they do take it.

They're incredibly self-conscious.

It's only incredible for those who
are oblivious to the fact that these

people trust the Party and they know
that it's in their best interest to...

Congratulations.

This is the truth.

The workers do understand the
polarized international situation

and they support
the Party unconditionally,

including, of course, comrade Rakosi.

Thank you.

True.

- Look how it got dark so fast...
- Yes.

May I switch on the light?

Wait, I'll do it.

Look here, all of you!

- Beautiful!
- That is something!

- Bye-bye, thank you.
- Goodbye.

Magda, Juli would like to escort
me for a while. Will you allow it?

- Isn't it too late for that?
- Will you allow it?..

Alright, go, but don't stay out late.

Good night.

Don't you have a wife?

She died, she only
has a son who survived.

You see, I lived through
much of the war in France.

We lived in Nantes, next to a
heavy factory where I also worked.

There were explosions, bombings...

We fled to the basement.

Then one day when...

I was a heavy smoker even back

then, and no one was allowed
to smoke in the shelter...

So one day, when the
bombing seemed to last forever,

I went out to the
surface to have a smoke.

Suddenly I heard a terrible
explosion behind my back.

I turn around...

Our house was hit by a bomb.

Under the ruins my wife
and daughter were buried.

My son was rescued and survived.

Me too, as you can see.

Thanks for escorting me back.
It was great to have a talk.

Same here.

Run along home now.

- Aren't you mad that I'm calling you
by your first name? - No. Good night.

Dad...

Dad...

Dad!!

Dad!!

Dad!!

I love you.

You love me? You, me?

Yes. I love you.

- I don't love you.
- I don't care about that.

All I care is that I love you.

What do you mean you love me?

I don't know. I love
my mother, and now I love you.

Don't be mad, but I need to pee.

Wait until we get home.

I can't; there's a
toilet on the corner.

But it's a pay
toilet, and I have no cash.

Grandmother counts out every coin.

I don't have a penny either. But
I do have an adorned handkerchief.

Give it to the minder,
perhaps she'll let you in.

Okay!

See you later.

Thank you.

- You're beautiful.
- Me, beautiful?

- Good evening, bon apetit.
- Thank you.

»In connection with the hostile
attitude of the Tito clique towards

the Soviet Union and the People's
Democracies, Moscow Radio has

stated: "The Tito clique has betrayed
socialism and democracy and joined

the camps of socialism's enemies.
Now they postulate the theory...

that they can build
socialism all on their own.

They quote Lenin's words concerning
socialism being created in the USSR..."

»-..and that the building of
socialism is possible for countries

standing alone..."

Thank you for the supper.

"The commentator of Moscow Radio
emphasized that the mere act of

bringing up this question when the
Soviet Union does exist and the

peoples' democracies are building
Socialism with its help, constitutes treason."”

For the love of God,
don't accept this job, Magda.

Do you hear me?
Stick to the editorial office.

I'm worried about you.

- Don't take this up!
- It's my business to decide.

It's my obligation; the comrades
entrusted me with it and I accepted.

Do you know what's going on here?

No matter if we won, we still
bump into enemies anywhere we turn.

They flash friendly smiles and nod
but only because they're waiting

for a good chance.

But we're vigilant and
won't stand for this.

You're not obliged.
You'll regret this.

You'll ruin your nerves and ruin
us in the process, understand?

Gosh, Dezso, Dezso, you
were always the cowardly one.

Let's quit this discussion,
I'm spent, I want to sleep.

And whatever your objections may
be, I've already made my decision.

- Listen here, Magda!
- What do you want? Leave me alone!

- You can't accept this!
- Let me go!

- Understand this!
- Don't you hear? Let me go!

- You must not, must not!
- Are you out of your mind??

You must not!

What's going on with
Magda, what did she do?

I don't know.

I don't know a thing.

Why are you looking at me?

I don't know anything,
and neither do you.

She's your foster mother.
You need to respect Magda.

Alright, I respect her.

- You need to love her.
- I don't love her.

You don't know Magda.
She's brave and sincere.

She was locked up more than once.
She was beaten up and tortured.

She gave her all, her youth
and life to the revolution.

They wanted to break
her. They didn't succeed.

She confronted them and escaped.

She fought through the entire war.

Meanwhile I didn't do anything.

Grandfather, why are
you afraid of Magda?

Because she's very strong.

She's much stronger than we are.

And she's done much more to...

Magda is being sent to
a very difficult place now.

She's become a prison commander.

Prison commander? Why?

Well, because it's not over yet.
The enemy is still at large.

They have still fight in
them, don't you understand?

- My father was sent to prison as well.
- That's a completely different matter.

How many times did I ask
you not to bring that up?

Stay quiet!

- Good evening!
- Greetings.

Howdy, Juli!
Did you do your homework yet?

No!

No? And why not?

- I wasn't present in school.
- You weren't present in school?

- Where were you instead?
- At the movies.

What?

You actually go to the movies
now? Even instead of school?

What on earth do
you think of yourself, tell me!

Who do you think you
are, you miserable fool?

Do you lack even an
ounce of a sense of duty?

- What's going on here? - She's
going to the movies instead of school!

- I hate school.
-You...

Dezso! Don't hit her!

Why? Isn't it your custom?

,our Earth is home to organic life
for a couple hundred million years.”

Don't be mad at me, my girl.

I'm so ashamed.

But you see, when we were children,
our father would beat us with a belt.

He dipped it into water and
hit us. He used to be a carpenter.

And if we failed to sweep up the
workshop well enough, or even if

we just spilled the
glue, along came the belt.

And still, after
all, we did respect him.

The problem with you
is that you lack respect.

You are like me. Except
that I'm not afraid of anyone.

Well, that's not a good thing.

That will bring you
into trouble in life.

You know, if we wouldn't have
taken you in when we did...

...perhaps you've perished
by now, or died of hunger.

We could hardly make
ends meet ourselves.

But if it wasn't for Magda, there
was no way for us to make it home.

I would be better off dead.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Pull off my boots.

- Where have you been till so late?
- In the club, I watched a movie.

- Who let you do that?
- No one.

This is something we discussed,
right? If you intend to go anywhere,

you tell me one day before.

I didn't know, only
in the last moment.

- And with whom did you go?
- With Tomi.

Alright, you're grounded for a week.

Understand me?

And you switch off the light.

Good night.

The A-bomb will be defeated!

The Peace Camp will win!

The imperialist operators
and radios sing the same song:

here at our side the so-called
signs of decay are showing.

Let them say it, let them believe it!

We know that hungry
swine dream of acorns.

We were strong when Rajk was
I our midst wearing a mask.

And did we grow weaker when
we tore his mask off, and

cracked down on his gang?

Is that weakening at all?

We exposed him, tried him in
court, we condemned him and

we will liquidate the
imperialist spies of Tito as well!

We shall defend peace!

- Have you filled it out?
- I have.

Let me see it!

All we know about your father
is that he disappeared in 1938.

That's not true.

- It's true.
- You're lying.

Alright then. I'm lying.

Everyone knows everything here, Magda.
Every other person has a relative

who disappeared or who is dead.

- Does everyone lie, then?
- You can't understand this, Juli.

There are impulses and feelings.

But this is history.

In fact, historical necessity.

- Why didn't they arrest you?
- None of your business.

It is my business.
You just live and shut up here.

- Do you have a reason for that?
- That's right, we have.

But you cannot understand that.

I'll understand if you explain.
But you people don't say anything.

And you in particular keep quiet
as well. I won't write down any

I'm not going to argue here.

You'll fill it as I dictate.

Here. And consider this my command!

You can't command me
to do things like that!

Juli!

- You hate me this much then? Why?
- I just feel sorry for you, Magda.

Can you tell me
where the Gergelys live?

Gergely, the engineer?
There, in the third house.

Thank you.

- Are you Juli?
- Yes. And you are Andras.

Come in.

Who's Magda to you?

Juli!

Who is Magda to you?

No one.

- I thought you're relatives.
- No.

So neither grandfather or
grandmother are the real ones?

No, but let me tell
you, I truly love grandfather.

I know that my
father has two siblings,

they live out in the country.

Why don't you go out looking for them?

I will look for them.

What's this?

A lousy old-fashioned one.

- Who're you looking for,
my girl? - Comrade Gergely.

Are you a relative?
Why bother him in working hours?

I'm his daughter. It's
crucial that I talk to him now.

My sister is ill.

Well, you can't just barge
in here in working hours.

Please sir, let me in...

Well, alright, get inside, you'll
find him at the meeting somewhere.

The industry is supposed
to provide the resources.

It cannot be over-emphasised that
the building of heavy industry

is the key to building socialism.

Our results cannot satisfy us.

Our low production
is clearly our shortcoming.

Comrades! Much must be done
to outdistance capitalist

productivity: we cannot
balk at the difficulties!

Let us keep comrade Stalin's
teaching in our sight: Difficulties

are made for us to overcome them!

- See you later.
- Howdy, Juli!

Come, I'll escort you.

Your son told me where you
work. I'd like to talk to you.

And why aren't you
in school right now?

I hate school.

That's a problem if you hate
it. It can end in a bad way.

I know that.

What shall we do now?
Did you have lunch?

No, I'm hungry.

Then let us eat, come on.

What's up with Magda now?

She's hardly at home; she no
longer works in the editorial.

I know.

Whenever she's home, either
she's yelling or is simply tired.

- Have you known Magda for long?
- Oh, for around thirty years.

We started together in the movement.

Believe it or not, she used to
be a pleasant, lovely girl then.

A perfect picture of the modern
woman: full of life and wit.

She was the best friend of my
wife, I can still picture them.

The way they are strolling in front
of me in the woods, two strong, young

girls; and the future... My God, how
strongly we believed in the future!

For a long while I couldn't
make up my mind between the two.

We weren't yet married with Kati;

in the end I opted for her.

- Was Magda in love with you?
- I don't know that.

When I married Kati, she
disappeared from our sight, and for

a long while she avoided us.

In '29 I was
arrested, and so was Magda,

we were tried together.

I was sentenced for 6 years, Magda
for 4; they took us both to Vac.

Then came the hunger
strikes and demonstrations.

And she suffered
through it all along with the men.

They organized our escape in '32.

We labored on the Danube bank.

And we swam across the icy water.
They were waiting for us on the isle.

We were given false passports
and we were off to Vienna.

From there we proceeded to Paris,
and Magda went right to Moscow.

My Lord, look at the time,
and I did all the talking.

What was it you wanted, my Julika?

I'd like to ask you a favor: place
me into an orphanage if you can.

Sit down.

I don't understand you;

Magda is a great woman and you
live under excellent circumstances:

you're allowed to study,
evolve, you have all you need.

I don't like Magda. She can't become
my mother in place of my real one.

I don't want her to adopt me.

Are you scared of her as well?

- Me, scared of her?
- Grandfather is really scared.

Well, I'm not scared, Juli.

Will you talk to her
then? Will you promise?

Alright, I'll give it a try.

You little witch.

Thank you very much.

When I was in service at the Count's
I laid the table with such porcelain.

This also belonged to
counts, bourgeoisie, bankers.

All this silverware, paintings and
carpets were taken from them and

given to us. Even my necktie.

- Do you know this, Juli?
- No one can be jealous of you.

- Well, bon apetit!
- You are correct.

Leave it, Dezso.

Mind we don't play
the gentleman too far.

One easily gets used to the
good life, and one gets lazy.

What does playing the
gentleman mean, grandfather?

Stop this at once, I told you!

I don't like this constant grumbling.

I need to go.

It's Sunday, you certainly have
the spare time, why the hurry?

- Life doesn't stop on Sundays.
- At what time are you due home?

I don't know.

What are your plans for
this afternoon, my daughter?

Dezso!

Dezso...

I won't let you!
I won't let you.

Gosh, Dezso! What's
going on with you, Dezso?

For God's sake, what are you doing?

Stop and calm down!
Juli! Come in here, help me!

- Dezso, please!
- Grandfather, what are you doing?

I'm begging you! Calm down, just
calm down nice and easy, okay?

Air! Okay...

- Take me to a hospital.
- All right.

To the psychiatry ward or any place.

Just calm yourself,
everything is all right.

- I'm scared.
- Calm down now.

Kindly come with me. Here, help me.

Like this, on the bed.
We'll lay you down.

Just like that. Very good.

Like that. I'll do it.

I was 17 when I applied
for the Party. A young man.

My father slapped me
around for that. I was disowned.

Yes, grandfather. And you
fought in the 1919 revolution.

They caught you, condemned
you to death, but you escaped.

You cycled all the way
to Fiume, and it rained hard.

Yes, it poured, and I caught a cold.

And I got pneumonia.

And my lungs became sick.

Maybe I can persuade her now. Good day!

Istvan is nominated
as ambassador to Mongolia!

Oh, is that right?

- I congratulate you, Istvan!
- I was elevated.

Please.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Go ahead.

I wish you all the success to become
a responsible servant of the Party

and the people in your new office.

- To your health.
- Earn all this great trust.

Your Excellency...

Why, it's a great thing for a
leather-worker to be appointed

an ambassador.

Listen, Magda, I'd like
to have a talk with you.

- I also have a question to you.
- Concerning what?

The comrades at the Center
are gravely disappointed by you.

Why did you fail to
accept the Party post?

Because I feel that
my place is in the factory.

Look, up to this point all we did
was haul bricks, renewing it all.

Finally the actual work is under
way: who else should control the

production if not the chief engineer?

To my knowledge there's a working
class manager there. A good comrade.

There is, but that poor
chap is good for nothing,

has no idea of the job!

He's a really hard man.

He's a sound comrade, he survived
a tough ordeal under the old regime.

I realise that he's a great person,
but he's nil in professional terms.

Don't get me wrong, Janos, but
this bourgeois mentality is typical

of those who emigrated to the West.

You don't realise that ideological
commitment is the effective force!

But it's even more effective when
coupled with actual know how.

I'll have two.

That might be true.

And this isn't exclusive to the West.

By the way, Western emigration
is far from being a fairy-tale!

Very well. But it's a fact that
you were out of the limelight,

no one's sure what you did there.

- That is very true.
- What do you intend to say?

Istvan means that bearing in mind
the tense international situation,

with traitors among us, this
question does have its place.

My dear, we have all heard this before.

It's a question of vigilance...

I know Janos and I fully trust him.

Even if I don't approve
of what he is doing now.

Alright, maybe we don't agree
on all terms, but believe me,

I'm convinced I'm more
useful in the factory than

I would be in a Party post.

Otherwise, why the heck did
I study for years at the university?

I'm glad to witness even the smal-
lest result, even if I know that

bloody hard months and years are
ahead of us. Whatever, let us drink.

- Oh yes, Juli!
- Yes. Very well.

We're among friends now.

So this little girl
has very bad grades.

Astonishingly bad. She's
about to fail five subjects.

She's loitering.

Last week she didn't even attend
school, she went to the movies instead.

Cinema in the mornings, in the
afternoons, in the evenings, and

who knows where else she's loitering.

Give me advices, I really have
no idea what to do about her.

Should I throw her out?

I do hope she'll come to her senses.

Or should I take
her out of the school?

Enrol her into a factory so
that she'll get a profession?

What do you all want
from this little girl?

She doesn't study well,
she goes to the movies.

Of course she does,
because she's restless.

What's wrong? You can safely tell us.

Nothing.

Don't argue, we'll have a talk.

- What kind of a reply is that?
- No kind.

I want nothing from you
folks. Including you, Magda.

I asked you to seek out the
relatives of my father and mother,

but you never did it!

I actually did it. In fact, I've
met with your father's relatives.

But it became clear that they don't
belong among us. Old-fashioned folks.

They are religious, with an outlook
that makes it useless to communicate

with them.

- Juli, you're evil and ungrateful!
- I don't wanna be grateful!

- All this insolence!
- Stay patient.

You people intend to change
it all in a single day:

the world, the people;

try to be more
patient; this little girl

craves for help, not collective
criticism: you're making up a

witch trial here.

Forgive me, Magda,
but let me ask you this:

did you think this
adoption through to the end?

Did you ask Juli about it?

She's close to
become a fully grown woman.

What does she want?

- I want to go to an orphanage!
- Never!

I forgive you all.

That's because you're
much too forgiving, Magda.

Yes, because you're
much too forgiving.

Or perhaps she too has
something in need to be forgiven.

Janos, this was severely
irresponsible from your part.

You need to bear with this
for a little while longer.

I wouldn't recommend
an orphanage in any case.

I've looked into it, these
institutions are overcrowded.

They're full of orphan
children. We're right after a war.

And you'd take away space from
others who have no relatives at all.

Julika...

Juli, you're a smart girl.

Understand this, you need to study
now, that's the only solution.

And it doesn't matter at whose
place you live, the crucial thing

is for you to gather yourself,
stand on your own feet.

It does matter where and with whom
I live. I don't want to hurt Magda.

But I can't forget my mom and
dad. And that's what she wants.

She acts like they never existed.

But I cannot forget them.

You are right.

You're not supposed to forget this.

I will never forget my
wife and my dead child either.

» 1 he train chugs through mountains and
valleys, I choose you from the fairest

maidens; Our slogan is: For
lasting peace join us and fight

for it!”

My birthday is due on Saturday
and we'll throw a little party at

our place in the afternoon.

Will you come, Juli?

I don't know, perhaps
they won't let me come.

If my father calls your mother
then she surely will let you come.

Yes, if your father calls Magda
then I'm sure she'll let me travel

to the end of the world.

Because to Magda your father's
request is a command. Be advised:

your request is a
command to me as well.

We'll attend together with Tomi.

Sure, sure; come
together. You too, Tomi.

- What are you horsing around for?
- No reason.

I'll go to your place today.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight, nine...

Ah, these are always
sitting here by the hundreds.

Kisses. Good night.

Good night.

Does your mom always
go to bed so early?

No;

she always leaves home very
early, coming home very late.

It's just today: she told me
she'll sleep for 24 hours straight.

- And what was your mom like?
- Red...

Green-eyed, tall, sad,

happy, unfortunate...

And very pleasant.

She drew, sang,

and spoke four languages.

Why are you silent?

I was silent at that point too.
I stood by the brook all quiet.

Juli! Come! Hurry!

She called for me, shouting.

Then I went.

She stood in front of the house

with a big belly.

She could not take pain.

We went by foot and
the hospital was really far away.

In another village.

No need to be afraid,
my daughter. No need to be.

- It seems she fell asleep.
- She sleeps so deeply.

Let's not disturb her.

Mom! Mom!!

The child died.

We were always together.

She went to work,

and I went to school.

Sometimes in the evenings my
mother took me to the movies.

Don't be scared,

it's just a movie and
the actors are not dying.

They continue in a different
film, playing someone else.

One dawn they took my father.
And I never saw him again.

Juli, I'll go on a journey
now about will come back.

In a few days, I'll come back.

Juli, why don't you say anything?

Take care of your mother, my daughter.

My mother fell sick
and was taken to the hospital.

I visited her every day,
bringing her soup and black bread.

I didn't attend my mother's
funeral, I didn't feel like she died.

The war broke out;

every single soul
around me was crying.

Children, women, men.

And many of them died.

And I stayed alive.

Good, day, comrade.
Kindly step over for a check.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Move along that way...

Good, day, comrade.
Kindly step over for a check.

Here you are.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Move along that way...

Do you always frisk everyone?

We're not frisking,
comrade, we're just checking.

- Here you are.
- Move along please.

I wasn't able to invite
the whole class you see...

- Happy birthday to you.
- Thank you. Your coat...

My father sent loads of books to Peter.

- What's this?
- Banana.

It grows in the South,
like in Africa, India.

Tell me, how did it make it over here?

Does it taste well?

It's weird, I'd have to get used to it.

Tell me, do they
frisk everyone at your place?

Even you when you
come home from school?

Come on, this isn't frisking,
they're taking care of my father.

That's the way they
conduct business in his position.

There are lots of reactionary
elements, saboteurs and spies.

Spies? That's very interesting.

Don't be kidding, this
isn't a subject for a birthday.

But I'll be happy to indulge you
some other time, the two of us.

I'd like that, everything interests me.

- What's your opinion of all this?
- This is my first time here.

- And you?
- Me too.

Greetings to the
male and female comrades.

Have a good time here.

- Juli?
-Yes.

I've heard about you before.
Your mother told me about you.

- My mother? Did you know her?
- I do know her.

- You must be talking about Magda.
- Yes, an excellent woman.

- She's my foster mother.
- I know, I know.

Have a good time, my girl.

You all have a good time; I regret
that I cannot mingle amongst you,

but someone's supposed
to work as well, am I right?

Have fun now.

You stick here.

- Is it edible enough? - Very good,
where have you learned how to cook?

From grandmother here, though
this is my very first real dinner.

Well, you're very
good then. Do you like it?

Uh huh.

- Maria, would you like some soup?
- Yes, please.

Please forgive me, I have to
carry on my work. Thank you.

I'll be right there too!
Have you known Magda for long?

I saw her a few times,
dad used to talk about her.

Production increased dynamically

when the two shops were completed.

Continuous construction and the
modernization of the machine-tool

stock is still to be done.

- I need to go home. See you.
- See you.

- See you later.
- See you later.

- Janos. Janos!
- Hmm?

55 percent of the machinery
were ruined during the war...

I lied at home, telling them
that I return to the school later.

Why do you feel like lying?

Magda no longer seems to like
when I spend time at your place.

Why?

I don't know.

- Perhaps she mistrusts your father.
- Mistrusts him?

Yes. Because he's different.

Are you still here?

Janos, arrange what I asked you to.

The orphanage is a stupid idea,
I told you already. Forget it!

I can also go to work,
just let me help escape her!

Have a little more
patience, Juli. Gee!

You can see that I'm
chock full of work right now,

I can't arrange
anything, don't you understand?

Yes I do.

I can see that you're
also scared of Magda.

My God, my God, my God...

You're stubborn like a mule.

You don't listen to anyone,
just go on about your drivel!

Here's a pair of bows!

Hey, Andras!

I gave you my opinion.

Do what you will, I'm done here.

And me, the little fool that I am,
thought that you're different from

the rest of them!
But you're also coward and useless!

Shut your mouth!

Shut your moth right now or else
you'll see what's coming to you!

You don't understand a
thing, you pathetic kid!

- You're pathetic yourself!
- Listen to me!

Dad!

Forgive me, Andras... I'm rather tired.

Look, if there's no way you want
to stick with Magda, then I guess...

Anyway...
See you, Juli, be good now.

Don't be angry at my father.
He's working night and day.

I hardly meet him myself.

Tell him not to be angry at me.

Bye.

- Identification, please.
- Identification, please.

Thank you.

Identification, please.

Identification, please.

Please.

Julia Kovacs?

Come with us please.

I'm not going anywhere.

Come with us, your
mother is worried about you.

I have no mother.

Don't tell us such things.

Come with us before I get angry.

Let me go, I'm not going anywhere!

Let me go!
I'm not going anywhere!

Let me go,

I'm not going anywhere!

Comrade Colonel, we
present you the missing person.

Thank you, comrades.
Take off your coat.

Thank you.

Why did you do it, Juli?
Why did you hurt your mother?

- Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
- I'm not ashamed of myself!

She needs to get a
good beating, that is all.

Come now!

No one ever treated
her to a real beating!

- That's what makes her so
insolent and spunky! - You're right.

Come on!

Istvan, what are you doing here?
What on earth are you doing here??

- You're crazy, Janos.
-Yes, I know! I know!

- I know! Yes, I'm crazy!
- Janos!

- You piece of trash, get out!
- Let him go, do you hear me?

- Get lost!
- Let him go!

Leave me be! Don't be afraid, I'm
not going to hit you, not a bit!

My Julika, what are
you doing? Come out. Hear me?

- Howdy.
- Juli, do as you're told!

Do you hear me? Please.

21st December 1949 is the 70th
birthday of the great Stalin.

One of the working people's greatest
festivities since the liberation.

The young workers of
Csepel challenge workers

to a Stalin contest. One of the
Csepel Iron Works' Stakhanovites,

turner Nandor Kmechtl
led with a 3052 percent achievement.

But he was overtaken
by Jozsef Vinnyek with

an average 3120 percent.

The Stalin-led Soviet Union has
generously donated trolley buses.

Their route number is 70,
in honor of Stalin's 70th birthday.

In the National Museum, workers
observe the Stalinist idea

with an exhibition of paintings

on the hero's militant life.

The country and the capital
commemorate his birthday.

The lovely decorations of
factories and houses depict

our love for the Soviet leader.

His genius shows the
way to a better future,

the freedom of peoples and world peace.

Good day, I'd like to
go up to my foster-mother.

Freedom...

Comrade Colonel, your daughter's
here. May I allow her to step in?

Yes.

Please.

What would you like:
stew or Wiener Schnitzel?

- Thank you, I've had lunch.
- Then how about a cake?

Thank you, no.

- I'd like a Wiener Schnitzel.
- Yes, madam.

Thank you.

I'm leaving you; I'm not yet sure if
I'm moving to my parnets' relatives

in the country or an
orphanage, but Janos will help me.

When I've found a place, I'll call you

and visit you.

When did you last talk to Janos?

Did he urge you to do this?

A week ago, but he
didn't tell me to do it.

I'm asking you nicely,
don't send the police after me.

I cannot promise you that.

While you're still a minor, I'm
assuming all responsibilities for you.

What for? You never adopted me.

I'm not a blood relative either,
neither to grandfather or grandmother.

I was the one to bring you to
Hungary, I'm responsible for you.

In front of the comrades.

I'll ask the comrades to pick
someone else instead of you.

Neither Janos or your relatives
can assume responsibility for you.

Let us not discuss this further.

Sign the entry slip.

- See you.
- See you.

Here.

Thank you very much.

Good day to you, I'd like to enter.

Very good, enter... No way,
you can't go in and out here.

Go right home, go on.

But you know me, I'm the
daughter of Janos Gergely!

I don't know anyone who'd be the
daughter of Janos Gergely, go

right home, I told you!

Don't you even know chief
engineer Janos Gergely?

I don't know any chief engineers
called Janos Gergely! Get lost!

- We don't have anyone called that!
- That's not true!

I just told you to get lost
while I'm still in a good mood!

That's not true!

Howdy. I was frightened
that I may never see you again.

Howdy.

I'm planning to tidy up
this place for a long time.

But I never found the time.

Birth certificate,
marriage certificate...

The baptism
certificate of my daughter...

death certificate.

Oh, and the Party membership papers.

The new one and the old one.

And here are our passports
to which we can thank our lives.

Both of them: the
false and the real ones.

- Can I take a look?
- Of course.

Death never comes to my mind; I'd
like to live and I'd like to know

what's going on with us and around us.

We survived so many things, we're
bound to survive this hard year

as well, Juli.

Just have some patience.

And keep your eyes opened.

One day everything
will become clear to you.

Can't you flee?

I can't.

You escaped so many times.

That's exactly why.

A drop for the young ones...

more drops for the old ones.

Andras, to your health!

This is his big day, he
succeeded in his final exam.

- Long live Andras!
- Thank you.

Ah!

Am I not disturbing you?

- No way, come on inside.
- No, no, they're waiting for me.

- I brought this for you.
- This is splendid!

- It smells great.
- And it's strong.

Well I'll be!

- This is for mademoiselle.
- Thank you.

- And this is for you.
- Thank you.

- What is it today, a celebration?
- It is.

- Good night.
- Good night.

»A good craftsman drinks all the time

but is never drunk...”

Don't be afraid, I won't get
drunk; I just drink with a

single glass, that is all.

Save the rest for better days.

Time won't harm brandy.

On more than one occasion I
have felt that life is a present.

Our group was arrested near
Lyons in the winter of 1942.

They stood us up against a wall;

I was the only one
who didn't stop a bullet:

I was saved by the
corpses that fell on me.

That's how it went.

From then on I'm aware that I need
to live on in their place as well.

Those who are no longer amongst us.

And I'm not allowed

to give up because they tie my hands.

Alright then, let's sleep.

Get up!

Stay calm.

Andras, take care of
each other, and the house.

Stay strong, my son.

Juli...

Don't cry, Juli,

or I'll be ashamed of myself.

Hey...

My little one...

That's enough, march!

Grandfather, tell me: why did they
take away Tomi's mother and Janos?

Are they traitors too?

Don't cry, grandfather.

I'll be working, at the same place
where Janos worked in the factory.

- Take it.
- Thank you very much.

- My manuscript.
- I'll hold onto it.

May I read it?

Yes. You may.

Juli.

You're right that you
leave. I would too if I were you.

Here.

Take this with you. And don't you
forget that toy can always count

on me, understand?

Thank you.

Well, conductor, the problem here
is that your work is terrible.

It's obsolete, harmful, reactionary:
A musician's job is to delight us,

to make us fuller beings, to give
us strength, to encourage us to work

and to fight on, and show us

the beauties and joys of life.
You see, music is a tremendous power.

It was a weapon in your hands, and
it brought gloom and lowered the

spirits of the workers: you abused
our confidence and incompetence.

You made us confused and

you confused production.

Because you are not just a bad actor,

you're an enemy, too.

I can't use your flowery
words, I wasn't taught

by American professors:
I was taught by Lenin,

Stalin and Zhdanov!

- But Comrade Lakatos...
- I've finished.

Whoever wants to, can come with me.

National Choir
Festival. 17th June, 1950.

Don't start to cry now.
You'll see him too.

May I enter as well?

Hello, dad.

Hello, Janos.

Hello to you all.

Tell me, how are things going?

How do you fare?

Juli.

I get up at five every morning
as the shift starts at six, I go

home, clean the floor, Tomi
comes over each afternoon,

then I cook, then I leave for school;

I read a lot and go to the movies.

- What books do you read?
- Everything.

Dostoyevsky, Krudy.
I saw The Fall of Berlin.

How about you, Andras?

Is it interesting? I'm waiting.

You grew so pale, Janos.