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Starring KATI KOVACS.

THE SUN IS GONE

Written by MARTA MESZAROS
Dramatic adviser: LUCA KARALL.

Music by LEVENTE SZORENYI
Lyrics by JANOS BRODI.

Cast.

Director of photography: TAMAS SOMLO.

Directed by: MARTA MESZAROS.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Good morning.

Hello.

- How are you?
- Fine, thank you.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Good morning.

You're sweet.

- Hello.
- Good morning, Mrs. Klari.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Hello.

Hello.

- How are you?
- Good morning.

- Hello sweetheart.
- Good morning.

You look so well!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Dear girls,

students, I heartily welcome you.

On behalf of the staff,
I'd like to thank you

for these gatherings, which

have now become traditional.

You, the former students of our institute,
come to attend this gala dinner

on the first Sunday of every other month.

I'd like to thank you for the affection
you extend to the institute.

You grew up among us
and we'll always remember

and love every one of you.

We always tried and will try to do
everything we can for you.

We did everything in our power
to make you forget that you're orphans

and that you grew up
without parental affection.

We'll continue to keep an eye on how
all our former students fare in life.

These meetings are a pleasure for us

and I hope they are for you too.

I'm not feeling well.

Hi. What's up?

- What do you want?
- Nothing.

- Why are you following me?
- Because...

- Now get lost, will you?
- Okay, I will.

This whole institute is terrible.

The gala dinners,

the speeches

and we're always being told
how much they love us.

I know they're sincere
and they certainly love us,

but it makes me absolutely sick.

I'll never go there again.

Hi.

What's the use of all this fuss?

What fuss? I'm looking for my parents.

Newspapers, radio.

- Do you think it will help?
- Of course.

You've been fine without them
for 24 years.

And so have they.

But now I'm interested in knowing them.

- They are probably dead at this point.
- They aren't.

They are alive.

I've received a letter.

That's strange.

- What are you going to do now?
- I'll go visit them.

- So you're going?
- Yes.

You're crazy.

Perhaps I am, I don't know.

Were you invited at least?

Yes.

I'll catch a cold.

It's cold.

I don't feel cold.

Hello.

Are you going far?

Are you going far?

So you don't want to talk to me.

It doesn't matter.

I also like to keep silent.

The ♪.29 train has left, thank you.

Good day.

Is this Varkut?

Can't you see?
It's written there in big letters.

Tell me...

- Any more trains from Budapest today?
- No.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Good day.
- Good day.

Tell me, please,
is this bus going to the village?

Yes. It's leaving in a few minutes.

- Are you from Budapest?
- Yes.

Thank you.

- This is quite empty.
- Never mind, get on.

Why are you following me?

- Are you looking for someone?
- Yes.

- Why don't you tell me who?
- Mrs. Zsamboki, I don't know her address.

We've already left that street.

Take the first street, it's the third
house on the right-hand side.

- That's the Zsamboki house.
- I see.

Thank you very much.

Mrs. Zsamboki!

Mrs. Zsamboki!

Are you her?

Who are you?

It's me, Erzsébet Szényi.

Oh, good heavens!

Are you Mrs. Zsamboki?

Yes. I am.

Are you Erzsi Szonyi?

- So you've come?
- Yes.

So you came here after all?

Yes. I wrote I'd come today.

You promised to meet me at the station,
but you didn't.

So I came here on my own.

I asked you in another letter
not to come.

But I didn't get that letter.

So you've come.

So, you're Mrs. Zsamboki.

- Are you sure?
- I'm sure, that's me.

And what will happen now?

Come in through the gate.

Come in.

Come in.

You'll say that you came here
only for the day.

You're my niece from Budapest.

You had some business nearby.

No one knows my niece,
not even my husband or the children.

It can't be otherwise.
That's what you have to say.

So... you're my mother.

Yes. Come inside.

Come.

I won't believe it until you show me
your ID card.

So you are my mother.

Yes, I am.

So you are from Budapest.

Yes, I am.

Your looks prove it.

And your behaviour and everything.

Your whole appearance is like
that of a person from Budapest.

How did you like your supper?

- It was very good. Thank you.
- I'm glad to hear it.

It was just an ordinary week-day meal.

My wife is a good cook.

Eating is important to me.

I work hard and I eat a lot.

Yes, it's important.

Well, then let's go to the room

to look at the television.

We watch the programme every Saturday.

Come in.

This year's world beauty contest
was held in London.

The winners of the different continents
paraded on before the jury.

Take a chair and sit down here.

Here, beside me.

The jury had a very difficult job.

To ensure complete impartiality,
the male members of the jury

were selected among men over fifty.

As usual, this year's Miss Universe
was crowned by last year's winner.

Folies Bergére presented
a new show in Paris.

The first act of the spectacular review
was a dance by a Latin American group.

The spectacular new programme

is predicted to be a major success
in the French capital.

Remain seated.

Sit down, please.

The ski season has begun in St. Moritz.

The hotels are crowded with sportsmen
coming from every part of Europe.

Skiers in bathing suits look as though
they were coming directly from the seaside,

they are certain to escape the wave
of flu now raging in Western Europe.

And now, we present a programme
by our reporters from the provinces.

Peter Kis reports from the Agreement
farmers' co-operative at Szekszard

on the progress of the work on fields...

Well, let's go to bed.

You'll sleep here and we'll be over there.

Good night.

Good night.

Sleep well.

Wife.

Show her the toilet.

It's too dark, she won't find it.

Come with me.

I want to speak with you.

Not now.

Tomorrow's Sunday, I'll have time then.

I just wanted to ask you
when I could speak with you.

Tomorrow, before you leave.

Okay, let's go back then.

Hey, wife.

Chuck, chuck, chuck

I was feeding the chicken.

I'll leave on the morning train.

No. You can't leave today.

I told my husband
you'd leave tomorrow morning.

That we had agreed on this.
You can't leave today.

Mrs. Zsomboki,
why did you reply to my letter?

No one asked you to reply to it.

Why didn't you leave me alone?

Well, later, I came to regret it.

And I also wrote that I regretted it.

That you shouldn't come.

I've got nothing to do with you.

But I'm alive.

That's why I'm here.

You should leave tomorrow.

And you should forget
that you've been here.

- Are you from Budapest?
- Yes.

- Are you someone's relative?
- No.

I've never seen you here.

She's from Budapest.

Hey, Miss!

- What's the name of this village?
- Varkut.

- And the next one?
- I don't know. Leave me alone.

- And the one after that?
- I don't know.

Stop at last.

Shall I tell you?

Yes, please.

Varkut, Sirok, Recsk.

- And here are the Matra mountains.
- I know.

- Are you from here?
- No. I live in Paris.

I don't believe you.

- You don't?
- I don't.

I don't understand what you're saying.

Go on, I don't understand a word.

Look, I don't speak French,
this is pointless.

Okay, I believe you.

Well, good-bye, then.

Good-bye, I say.

Perhaps we'll meet again.

Adieu!

- Why did you go to the water?
- I bathed.

No one goes there to bathe.

I just felt like it and I bathed.

But none of us goes there to bathe.

Except the horses.

I didn't see any horses.

I didn't see anyone.

But people saw you.

But I didn't see anyone.

Cheers.

You've got someone in Budapest?

Are you engaged?

Yes, I am.

I'd be pleased to go to Budapest
to attend your wedding.

If you invite me.

Once I was in Budapest,
but I didn't like it.

Yet I'd be glad to go to your wedding.

- It's not going to be tomorrow.
- It doesn't matter. We can wait.

A pretty girl like you
is certain to get married.

My wife failed to mention that
she's got such a beautiful niece.

I don't mind that you came.

I hope you're enjoying
your stay with us.

Why give me that look?

She's our guest after all.

- Don't pour her any more.
- Move your hand away.

- I don't want any more.
- I'd like some more.

You stay here.

Cheers.

There'll be a dance this afternoon.

We'll go over, all four of us.

My son Lajos is a good dancer.

He knows all those modern dances.

Do you know how to dance?

Yes. All those modern dances.

You're a very beautiful girl.

She was also a beautiful girl.

You can clear the table.
I'll pop down to the bar.

Thank you very much for the lunch.

You're welcome.

Bring this, Mum.

I'll go, too.

I'll take a walk.

Please, don't go.

But I will.
I haven't seen the village yet.

Don't go.

You're frightened.

You're very much afraid of me.

Why did you come?

I wanted to see you, Mrs. Zsamboki.

I'm alive.

And that fact cannot be altered.

Don't go.

You've been frightened all your life.

Poor Mrs. Zsamboki.

I feel sorry for you.

I've been watching you,
I knew you'd come here.

Are you really from Budapest?

Yes, I am.

Why did you come to us?

Mother has never told us about you,
she didn't even say that you'd come.

I haven't seen her in a while.
I was nearby so

I dropped in.

What are you to mother?

I'm her niece.

Mother never mentioned you.

I didn't know that
she had a niece in Budapest.

Is it nice being there?

Yes. I like being there.

- I've got used to it.
- I want to leave this place.

My father doesn't want to let me go.

But I will go.

Why, don't you like it here?

Well, I've got everything I need.

- But I want to be independent.
- What are your plans?

I've got no plans.

I just like the hustle and bustle
of big cities.

I can't explain it.

But I know one thing.

I'll leave here.

I can understand you.
If I were you, I'd also leave.

I tell you what.

Let's take a walk in the village.

Now? Are you kidding?

- It's Sunday, everyone's sitting outside.
- So what?

They'll greet you and stare at you.

But generally,
there's a dance on Sunday too.

They bring the chairs
and tables out of the bar,

the band comes out, too, and we dance.

My father and I always go there.

He drinks and I dance.

- Will you come?
- Yes.

- Can you dance?
- Yes.

I know another one. Listen to this.

It goes like...

That's a good one.

Hello!

May I? I'm Odén Markali.

Yes.

Go ahead.

How do you do, ladies?

Good day.

May I sit down?

Hello, Zsiga.

Give me a pint.

Lunch was good, I'm very thirsty.

Make it a full one.

Thank you.

Cheers.

May I?

May I?

Thank you.

May I?

There you go.

You never speak a word.

You're a strange girl.

You always keep silent.

I'd like to talk to you.

Do you travel on this line often?

It's the second time we see each other.

You don't answer.

It's a pity.

I go every Saturday
and come back on Sunday.

I'll be getting off soon.

But you won't
and perhaps we won't meet again.

Don't you want to come with me?

Yes, I do.

I'll get off with you.

With me?

- Yes, with you.
- Really?

Here.

Cheers.

Now I really feel fine.

I'm glad you came.

Will you also come to my place?

Yes, I will.

I'm renting a room, but don't be afraid,
no one will see you.

Shall we go?

I told the wind when I was in the garden.

And the moon also knows
that I don't love you.

Your flowers and your confessions.

You think they made me happy.

I hate the wild flowery field.

Where your hand used to reach out to mine.

I hate the memories of you
What did these few days mean to you?

Who will punish you for it?

I will hate through my whole life.

The big and soft gag of your gaze.

The little wink in the corner of your

I told the wind when I was in the garden.

And the moon also knows
that I don't love you.

Your flowers and your confessions.

You think they made me happy.

Well

you are a nice fellow.

I hate the wild flowery field.

Where your hand used to reach out to mine.

I hate the memories of you...

- Good day.
- Good day.

- Are you Erzsébet Szonyi?
- Yes, I am.

I'd like to speak to you.

But this place won't do.
I'd like to speak with you in private.

What do you want?

I knew your family.

Your parents.
That's what I want to talk about.

I'm not interested.

But I came here all the way
from the country to speak to you.

I have something interesting to tell you.

I'm sorry, I have no time.

I'll wait for you at the entrance, okay?

- I came a long way to speak to you.
- Don't wait for me, I have no time.

I'm sorry. Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Let's get away from here.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Excuse me, Erzsi, but I must leave now.

Okay, you can go.

A bottle of beer please.

Thank you.

The bill, please.

The bill, please.

The bill, please.

Yes, please.

Three coffees and a beer.

- 16 and 40.
- Make it 18.

Thank you.

Likewise.

Thank you.

- What do you want from me?
- Nothing.

- Why are you following me?
- Just because.

- I told you to get lost.
- Okay, I'll get lost.

But where do I go?
I can only jump off the bridge.

You can jump if you like.

You fool!

Good day.

Is this boy with you?

Yes, why?

It's forbidden to bathe here.

If you do, you're liable
to be fined 30 Forints.

Do you understand?

Yes. I'll pay it.

Okay.

Here you are.

And now, clear off quick.

All the best.

Off we go.

Come here.

Come closer.

Come here.

Closer.

- Do you know why you got it?
- Yes.

I hope now you'll get lost for good.

Perhaps.

But it's not certain.

Well

you're a stupid fool.

I knew you'd come.

But I did not.

You came.

I didn't think about it,
I just came here.

What do you do all day?
What do you think about?

I get up, do some morning exercise,

go to the factory, work there,

I also read

and sometimes I go dancing.

And what do you think about?

About my work,

myself,

and that I should think more.

You don't think about me?

I don't.

I felt really alone this afternoon,
that's why I came.

Imagine, a boy followed me
and jumped off the bridge.

- Because of you?
- Yes.

- Did he die?
- No way. He swam to the shore.

- Is he in love with you?
- I don't think so, he's only 16.

I was thinking about you the whole week.

- About me?
- And that we could hang out more.

Here I am.

No, not like this.

You're a nice boy.

Let me go.

- I must leave.
- I'll go with you.

I don't want it.

- I know where you live.
- I know.

I saw you from the window.

Will you come back?

I don't know. Maybe. Let me go now.

Why did you come here, and why now?

- If you go now, you'll never be back.
- If you won't let me, I'll never be back.

You came here by yourself.

I like you. I want you. I love you.

I don't want to lie to you

I don't love you.

- I won't go.
- Come on now, he's such a nice fellow.

Come.

Thank you very much.

Excuse me, but I had no choice.
You didn't want to speak with me.

I had to ask your friend to bring you
here so I could speak with you.

I've told you already
that I'm not interested.

It certainly will. I've come straight
from the countryside to speak to you.

Okay I've got 10 minutes to spare.

Thank you.

If you don't mind,
I'd like to speak with her in private.

I hope it's okay.

- Thank you. Bye.
- Good-bye.

Two cognacs, please.

Yes, sir.

I like cognac.

I've always been fond of it.

- You aren't angry, are you?
- No.

Here you are.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Cheers.

- Have you had lunch?
- Yes.

I haven't eaten anything today.

I'm hungry.

You'd better eat then.

- Would you bring me the menu?
- Just a moment, sir.

Do you like it?

I'd like you to get down to business.

Before getting down to business,

I'd like to ask you something.

Do you have enough money?

Money?

- Why?
- Well...

Oh! I see.

See, I couldn't pay the whole bill.

I couldn't pay for the cognac.

This has happened to me before.

I've got enough money.

I'll pay for it.

Okay.

Okay.

It reassures me.

This calm... feels good.

Excuse me.

So

you're looking for your parents.

I read it in the newspaper
and I also heard it on the radio.

I was searching for them,
but I'm not anymore.

It's different.

It's completely different.

I knew your parents.

I knew your father and your mother, too.

When did you meet them?

How old are you?

Twenty-four.

Well

I met them then.

Twenty-four years ago.

I don't believe it.

- Oh, you don't?
- I don't.

Yet it is true.

That's the sheer truth.

I had a friend at the time.

He was a scoundrel.

We were partners.

At the time,
I was a highly skilled tailor.

And he was a very clever man.

He was capable of selling
anything anywhere.

He was handsome,

tall,

and very well-dressed.

He had the women falling for him.

Back then we often travelled
to the countryside, we went to weddings.

We made some alterations
to secondhand clothes and sold them.

I did the sewing and he the selling.

We used to make a lot of money.

We did very well.

Another cognac, please.

All the girls wanted him.

He had someone to love him
in every village and every town.

And

when we left the town or the village,

we left the girls behind crying.

- You don't seem to believe me.
- I don't.

It's a pity you don't.

Because he's dead.

I'm still alive, but he's dead.

And he was your father.

So he was my father?

- What about my mother?
- She's dead, too.

She died from sorrow.

She killed herself. One of them died
in the war, the other died from sorrow.

And you were adopted.

It's a beautiful story.

Indeed it is a beautiful story.

We stayed in that village for a week.

Your mother was a gorgeous girl, yes.

I remember her, I still see her

as she was standing there crying.

And I cried, too.

I's a very nice story indeed,
but I've got

nothing to do with it.

- The bill, please!
- Yes, Miss.

- Four cognacs, a beer...
- Yes.

- A Wiener schnitzel and...
- Yes.

- A salad.
- Yes.

67.70 forints.

Thank you. Good-bye.

I came to tell you

not to look for them in vain.

They're both dead.

Thank you very much
for telling me that beautiful story.

It was my duty to inform you,
your father was my best friend.

So my mother died, too.

From sorrow.

Yes.

She died from sorrow.

Believe me, it was a great love.

You don't believe me, do you?

I don't.

It's a pity you have to leave so soon.

I'm expected.

- I'd like to ask you something.
- Yes?

When I come to Budapest,
I'll look you up.

I don't come very often these days.

I don't have enough money. But...

But when I come, I'll visit you.

Okay. Send me a card beforehand.
You know my address now.

I'll be waiting for you.

You're a very kind girl.

Oh, I'm not.

I can send you some money, too.

Good-bye, Miss.

You still seem to believe in love
after all.

But I don't believe in your stories.

Here is the thing:

I saw my mother yesterday.

She's alive.

- Hello, girls.
- Hi.

Who was that chap? He was very
aggressive. What did he tell you?

A nice story.

A nice story?

- Who was he? Do you know him?
- Now I do.

Maybe he is... my father.

- Stop kidding. You don't have a father.
- It was him.

My father.

You're so crazy.

Always have been.

When you see the sun setting
in the evening.

Imagine that a new one's rising.

And if the sun you imagine gives light.

You'll see that you're alone in the night.

Why do we need love?

To have something to write about!

Why do we need love?

To laugh and cry!

Why do we need love?

To sing about it!

Don't wait until the sun's gone
from the sky.

Look for another one right away.

When there's no light at night
and the wind is cold.

It lies beside you and asks for you.

Why do we need love?

Because nothing else helps!

Why do we need love?

To have children!

Why do we need love?

Because it's so simple!

Don't wait until the sun's gone
from the sky.

Look for another one right away.

When there's no light at night
and the wind is cold.

It lies beside you and asks for you.

Why do we need love?

To have something to write about!

Why do we need love?

To laugh and cry!

Why do we need love?

To sing about it!

Do you know each other?

- What's your name?
- Sandor Kovécs.

- And yours?
- Erzsébet Szonyi.

Now we know each other.

- Come with me, I want to speak with you.
- Not now.

THE END