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THE LOST TALISMAN

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You have my leave to speak!

The most renowned
Anatolian war lord, Begler Bey,

reports to your
illustrious Majesty!

The Emperor Ferdinand

who most impudently claims that he
is the Hungarians' rightful king

has forced our army
to retreat from Vienna.

János Zápolya,

whom we regard
as the rightful king of Hungary,

still possesses
the fortress of Buda.

May he live long
in its possession!

We shall have great need of him.

May the peasant plough
his field and sow in peace!

And in the countryside
what of that?

There is peace,

order

and tranquility.

Star! Star!

Star!

Star!

Star!

Star!

Star!

Star!

Got you at last,
you old vagabond!

Run, Éva!

Gergő! Gergő!

Gergő where are you?

Eva

where are you?
It's time for supper,

dammit.

You shouldn't swear, front of
father Marton, my sweet.

- I'm used to it.
- Yes, well, I'm not!

Dammit.

I will say it hundred times,
if I have to. Dammit.

- We let them together before...
- That kid, dammit.

And you, too.

Why didn't you tell me?

They left early in the morning,
they must be home soon.

Now, I believe they will come.

If the Turks let them.

They are in the nearby again.

Stop talking. Get the horses.

Mr. Cecey, stay here and send
someone after us if they arrive.

Little Éva!

Why haven't we heard something.

Little Eva, my darling child!

And why hasn't
my husband come back yet?

Try to be calm, dear.
You must trust in God.

Besides,
both of them are armed.

Hopeless to go on searching.

We have no clear tracks
and few torches.

We'll began again at dawn.

- Oh! My dear husband
- Don't talk to me!

Don't say a word!

I won't hear anything tonight.

Come on, Eva. This looks safe.
We'll sleep here.

They've escaped!

They've escaped! Hey!

They've stolen my horse!

You'll soon find another horse!

You fool!

The Talisman was hidden away
under my saddle

The ring belonging to my father.

It was a sacred Talisman
and it's been stolen

A little infidel brat stole it!

This was
under the saddle blanket

A talisman ring

with five star

- Then young Gergő can have it.
- And all this gold here?

That stays.

You must know where those
two little brats have gone.

Who are their parents?

Tie them to the trees.
The infidel swine!

Wait a moment,
let's try to get this clear.

First there was the Turk
with one eye and then?

The one with the lash,
that's two

And the one with the moustache,
that's, three.

- So there were about fifteen
of them? - That's right.

- Come on Eva, it's bed-time.
- I want to stay with Gergő.

No. Go to bed, Eva.

Now, Gergő the men rode away

Do you know in which direction?

- Yes! But only from horseback.
- Naturally.

- Who who?
- I will tell you.

A Hungarian father

and a Hungarian mother.

Run!

Quick!

Little Eva?

Sleeps like a top.

Dobó should have come back...

Once he starts fighting...

Why did he take
that Bornemissza kid?

Don't worry.

He is tough as iron.

Peasant.

When you are a grown man,
you've got to be courageous

as you were today,

Gergő Bornemissza.

And I'll have a lovely wife.

And have you made
your choice already?

- Not me, she has.
- Who is she?

Little Eva.

Well, until then I'm sending you
to Bálint Török at Szigetvár

for your education!

You'll be one of his pages.

- Are you glad?
- Yes, very glad.

Don't be
too glad about it, my boy.

It's going to mean ten years!
And at the end of it,

you'll be fit to handle
this sword. It's yours.

Why should I have to do this?

Why me, Gergely? Who am I?

Bálint Török, Baron of Hungary,
Chief of the Hungarian forces.

And the infant King
summoned by our sublime Sultan,

who will lead them
into his snare.

It's Friar György's mind...

I cannot make head or tail of it.

Though the Sultan likes him.

Friar György is your adherent.

With the permission of Your
Majesty we asked for his advice.

They didn't bother to ask me.

Effendi

tell me, where is that mighty
army of janissaries going?

For a stroll!

My valiant men at arms would
like to see the wonderful

fortress of Buda from the inside!

A little stroll at dusk

Simply that!

A stroll in honour

of the late Hungarian king.

And all hail to the living king!

The young heir to the throne is
waited by the sublime Padisah.

Like serfs.

They treat us like serfs.

I cannot even sit on my horse.

Sir, let's leave this place,

and let Bálint Török handle it.

The most excellent Padisah

craves to have audience
with you alone, my Lord.

We would honour him by appearing
before him in proper apparel.

Perhaps there has been
no violence.

He will negotiate with you
on friendly terms, my Lord.

See that the gifts are ready.

To make him worthy to visit his
Majesty, the Sultan Pure gold!

- And the Queen?
- She's afraid.

I love you Eva.

I know.

Eva Cecey,

Anna Petri, the ladies-in-waiting
to Queen Isabella.

Pray receive from my hands
the King of your country

who has had the graciousness

to raise his eyes
and look upon the Sultan.

- Where is my father?
- And my master?

With Allah's grace,
he will be able to enjoy

for years the hospitality
of our generous Sultan!

Am I?

What shall become of me?

Her Majesty,

the widowed Queen of Hungary,
can withdraw to Transylvania,

because Buda fortress fell
without bloodshed into the hands

of the sublime Sultan and into
the Hands of the Ottoman Empire.

Our merciful Sultan

grants your Majesty
safe conduct and passage,

and is pleased to reiterate
his greetings to the young king.

Believe me, Madame,
it was the best solution.

We are packing up, Eva.

A keepsake

of my poor husband.

At least the dress

in which he married me.

We buried him wearing that.

Here is something.

All that remains of a great King.

Eva

You can speak together.

You will come with us
to Transylvania?

You promised
that the mouth of hell couldn't

No! Please, understand me.

I couldn't hide
behind the skirts of the Queen!

I've got work to do.
Wait for me, Eva.

When you come, darling,
I'll be waiting.

I am engaged to you,
even without a ring.

This is a man's ring.
Wear it always for my sake.

Now at least
we have exchanged rings.

What is there left for us to do?

What do you think, Gergely?

We shall ask for help,
your Majesty.

We'll go to the Emperor.

Have we, Hungarians
another remedy than begging?

Why do we always
have to ask somebody?

We must.

Are you saying Friar György?

Friar György. Interesting.

Interesting.

So a Hungarian bishop, a monk

passed Buda
into the hand of the Turks.

- Impossible.
- Holy Father,

- we are victims of an intrigue.
- That's the excuse

of every clumsy soldier.

Bálint Török,
Chief of the Hungarian forces,

vanishes in the tent
of the Sultan,

the Turkish army walks into Buda,

and the Hungarian Army
does nothing.

What is this?

A man or a woman?

Which area can be still
defended by Ferdinand Habsburg?

If we have the support
of your Holy Father...

Stay like this. In this posture.

If we have the support
of your Holy Father,

we can successfully defend
Upper Hungary and Transdanubia.

What if I turn to the light?

Like this.

Wouldn't my profile
be more effective?

We can count on Transylvania, too.

The widowed Queen retired there
after the occupation of Buda.

The widowed Queen?

What widowed Queen?

Make it colourful.
Very colourful.

Could you take it, gentlemen.

That's all left in the cellar

from the tools of my Mr. Cecey.

Nothing else.
Everything was taken.

- By the Turk?
- No, by the German.

It is sad that
the Cecey house is so empty.

It isn't empty.

I am still here.

All right, we will give it
to him on the way.

On the way?

- We release him.
- From Istanbul? It's hopeless.

- Honour needs it.
- For those who have it.

Not everyone has lost
his bravery.

Not everyone wears Italian silk.

Are you talking to me?

No, I am talking to
the crow on that tree.

Jancsi!

Stop!

- Hit.
- Go on!

Another hit.

Have you calmed down?

We did not need to.

But some fight
never does any harm.

- Istanbul?
- Istanbul.

Stick a fork into that calf.

Is the lamb ready yet?

The lamb is but the capon
will need more time.

She likes her. She likes her lot.

Likes her? Likes who?

The queen is very fond of Eva
Cecey. She give her away herself.

If that capon
is all nice and soft inside,

then it'll be ready to be eaten.

- You said Eva Cecey?
- We are preparing for a betrothal.

- Who's getting married?
- Well, I think I'd better go

- and look at that capon.
- Why can't that man give

a straight answer when he's
asked a straight question?

- I'll answer for him.
- Did you say Eva Cecey?

Yes! She's marrying Lieutenant
Fürjes this very day, Sir.

- It can't be true, my father!
- I am not your father.

It can't be true!

Well, it is true.

My daughter will be given away
by her Majesty the Queen herself,

to a husband
befitting her station.

Do you mean you're selling your
daughter to the highest bidder?

Shall I bid for her?

Get out of here!

You should be satisfied that
I took you out of the mud.

She's my daughter.

- She is engaged to me! - She
doesn't know even your name now.

You didn't go near her
for one whole year!

The door is over there!

I can tell you that Adam Fürjes
will have a job to tame you.

He's already won half the battle
since I'm marrying him

on your order.

Yes, that is what I wish.

It's time you married.

You mustn't wait another year.

It would be best if you stayed.
We'll stay as well.

Well, get hold of some men

and we'll steal away the bride
this evening.

No.

She will make her escape
from the castle on her own,

if she loves me!

She swore to love me forever.

Hey boy!

Would you like to earn
a gold piece?

I'd rather earn two, Sir!

Take this ring
up to the Lady Eva Cecey.

- Do you know the Lady Eva?
- Put your trust in me, Sir.

It is good.

You merit the bridal veil.

Arise now and dress.

When the bride
has given the answer yes,

they will ring
all the church bells.

The church bells
are never going to ring out!

She may not have had your ring.

That butcher boy
could have stolen it.

She is taking a very long time.

Dear husband,
you had better go and see!

Éva!

Éva!

Éva!

Éva!

My daughter
has been kidnapped!

Ring all the bells!

My daughter's abducted.

Let us go, my friends. There is
nothing more to keep us here.

I never want to set eyes
on her again.

- Greetings, noble gentlemen.
- Greetings, shepherd.

This slope is too much for the
horses. We had better lead them.

Come on, Jancsi.

Stand and deliver
your money or your lives!

- It's Éva!
- Éva!

Well, Jancsi, I think
the horses need some food.

You're right!

Gergely Bornemissza

will you take Eva Cecey,
the fugitive

lady-in-waiting to Queen
Isabella, as your wife?

I will!

Will you swear
faithfulness until death?

I'll swear it.

Come, Eva, we'll spend
the night here in safety.

Remember that other time?

No.

Never mind.

Come here!

We won't harm you.

I hope you know how to write
because you'll have to, now.

I'm from
the monastery at Csiksomlyó.

I've copied many a manuscript.

None of your tales, monk.

In the summertime,
we take turns to come out here

to give a little spiritual
comfort to the peasants.

Well, you're in time
to give some comfort now.

Eva, Gergely. Where are you?

We've found a priest
here to marry you both.

Well, am I still needed?

Come back here!

Since you're here,
you can marry them.

You'll have to hurry up.

Because of a talisman?

While I had it on me, no sword
or bullet could hurt me,

and now it's out of my possession,
I never cease getting wounded.

It was stolen and good fortune
has forsaken me since then.

And so you will remain
a dervish.

Until I find
that magic talisman again,

I'll do penance for 1001 days.

I travel the road
between Pécs and Mecca,

weeping and praying
and telling my beads,

and calling on
the sacred name of Allah.

Allah!

Go with Allah, Effendi.

I'll be glad
when we find Bálint Török.

I'm sick of it.

Today you're my prisoner, but
tomorrow I'll have to be yours.

- Speak lower, they may hear you.
- No. They're too busy praying.

Well, get ready to start.

Sir!

Wake up!
Good business is possible.

Here are some Hungarians
disguised.

They pretend to be prisoners.

Give me some of your men
to go after them.

Isn't someone watching us there?

- A one-eyed Turk.
- Is every Turk one-eyed for you?

Let's go.

- Jancsi, jump off!
- Why?

They are really following us.

Just like I told you.

The pistols! Come on!

Bullets for these?

We have no more use of
the horses among the rocks.

Drive them away.

Take the weapons and the gold off.

Quickly!

No!

Does anyone speak
Hungarian here?

Lead us to the voivode.

To the voivode. Where is he?

Look here!

Look!

What language do you speak?

In the one I am spoken to.

We are in need of a guide.
We're Hungarians,

making for Istanbul.

I regret that I cannot offer
to let you have a guide.

However, we're willing
to shelter you for the night.

Are you Hungarians?
I am Hungarian.

How did you get
so far away from home?

Just like the other Hungarians.

In that case,
why don't you come with us?

Take your ease!

- Would you like to eat, wanderers?
- To eat and drink

Are you coming with us?

To roam around the country.
I'd fall in with even the devil!

Here is something on account.

You know,
your face looks familiar.

Not surprising,

everyone mistakes me
for King Ferdinand.

A handsome boy

A boy? That's a girl!

- I am the only man here!
- Me too!

I must take my leave
according to our custom.

You see, we Gypsies,
spend all our lives wandering.

And wanderers have no cemeteries.

Those who go away are no more.

And so we pay to them the last
honor as we would to the dead.

Well, here we are
at last in Istanbul.

This is where my father
is being held prisoner.

My poor master,
for a year and a half.

For 514 days.

514 days.

Isn't it 1028?

You have never read
as much as here.

You have recourse to do it.

If there are books
printed in Hungarian.

This Bible was printed on
the expense of Tamás Nádasdy.

I also have a fable book
from home.

Written by Gabor Pesty.

How many times did I wish
to see the sea.

And now, here it is.

What to do next?

Look, here's
the governor of the prison,

take a closer look at him.

Come.

We will start it tomorrow,
as we planned.

I will get the dresses
in the town.

- He has a stupid face.
- Not stupid.

I would say cunning.

Tomorrow morning we will see.

Honorable Veli Bey,
my gracious Lord, pardon us.

- We are Italian minstrels, Sir.
- You know my name?

Everyone knows the noble Veli Bey.

And what do those
who know him, want from him?

We have brought you a wonderful
gift, and we're asking a favor.

Not here. Come along

a little farther off.

We are Italian minstrels.
We were fishing last night

by the fortress
We are poor wanderers

and we have to fish at night

only, last night
we made a miraculous catch.

As we lifted the net,
we saw something shining

a magnificent golden dish!

- A golden dish?
- Yes, look at it.

Did you ever behold
such a beautiful dish?

Mas Allah!

So we were wondering what we
should do with it. Sell it

they'd think we were robbers!

And who knows what misfortune
that might have let us into?

And what was the good of keeping
it when we have nothing to eat?

Why did you decide
to bring it to me?

Oh, my Lord, that's just
what we're trying to explain!

While we were wandering,

we suddenly remembered that one
of our benefactors, Bálint Torök,

is being held prisoner here.
He's a Hungarian nobleman,

and we thought that perhaps
you'd allow us to sing to him!

- So that's why you brought it
to me? - Exactly!

Wait a moment.

Jussuf!

Bring the old Hungarian
into the garden.

There will soon be an escape.

A turban is not always Turk.

...here is freedom.

...you can trust us.

From Hungary it was a long way.

You will be out of this place.

Italian sounds like this.

My Lord, please forgive me,

an unlucky creature
that dares address your Grace.

I am a dervish, I have
travelled throughout the world.

I should like to warn your Honor

about those minstrels.

Mistrust them,
they will blackmail you.

Beware of these men, my Lord!

Blackmail? Nonsense!

I ask you only if yesterday
you were given a fine gold plate?

I do not know your name.

My name is
one hundred thousand crowns.

In my opinion,
it is a name with a ring to it!

Provided the name is not false!

You may soon see for yourself.

Your name
however is that of a poor man.

Everything here
belongs to the Sultan

although I've no doubt
you're a valiant warrior.

That, I admit.

In this enormous fortress,
you're also a prisoner.

It is up to you to choose
a better life for yourself.

And where is the better life
you suggest?

It's right here in the fortress!

There are also
a wealthy Hungarian baron here,

called Bálint Török.

Bring him down
to the beach tomorrow.

But let there be
nobody else with you!

In this purse are
five hundred ducats

- In advance! - How may
I be sure you may be trusted?

Just look at this talisman

a present from a great Lord.

It brings me luck and guarantees
success in my enterprises.

Five hundred ducats.

And the rest?

You will get it.

Only if Bálint Török
is not with you,

my good friends
are liable to become very angry.

I will bring him.

Five hundred ducats

You are right,
he can't be an honorable man.

A golden dish. I have never
seen a precious dish as that.

A Hungarian?

No, a Turk.
His talisman is Turkish.

Talisman?

That is right. A ring
with a large green stone

and a yellow half moon
with five stars on it.

What?

A ring with a green stone and
a yellow half moon on it?

- What's the matter?
- And five stars?

What is the matter with you?

A yellow half moon?

On a green stone
and five diamond stars!

You hear? Five diamond stars!

Five stars!

Have you gone mad?

I've thought of a scheme,
noble Bey.

Just assist me
and all I posses is yours!

I don't understand.
Why are you so happy?

- I have been blackmailed.
- But save you.

- Was he alone?
- He was.

- In yellow turban?
- In yellow turban.

Listen to me.
I have a great plan.

They want Bálint Török.

Give him to them.

Here he is!

He's brought him.

They murdered him!
They murdered Gergely!

- They murdered him!
- Gergely was dead

but he's risen again.

I paid a poor beggar
to wear my clothes.

Father oh, father

Where's that one-eyed dervish?
I saw him just a second ago!

It wasn't Veli Bey!
The dervish did it.

The boat! There they are!

Éva!

Watch out, Jancsi!

They'll never come back.

- Never!
- That's right.

But they are alive.

You see, Miklós. I'd like
to find some suitable clothes

to wear at Padua University.

This ought to do.

But there may be
lots of holes in the pockets

because Gergely puts
all sorts of rubbish into them.

Éva!

There's somebody
who wants to speak to you.

About a very urgent matter!
Maybe a message from Gergely.

Madam, I am
your most respectful servant.

Tamás Balogh from Révfalu.

I'm in town for a short
while to make some purchases

and I thought of availing
myself of the opportunity

to admire your wonderful jewel.

I have no jewels to sell.

The goldsmith's shop
is down the street.

I've come to the right place.

All over the country, people know

about Gergely Bornemissza's
remarkable Turkish talisman.

May I look at it?

I am a great admirer
of the Jeweler's art.

My husband
does have a Turkish ring,

but he won't show it to anyone.

I'm told that the ring
has a magic power.

Now that you mention it, it
is rather an interesting ring.

In that case, I suppose
it has special features.

Since you're talking, I'll take
little Jancsi out for a walk.

Yes, but don't be
gone long, Miklós.

Well now, would you mind
if I took a look at that ring?

Very sorry, Mister Balogh,
but you can't see it.

You see my husband
always takes it with him!

Than I shall wait
until he returns.

You would wait in vain! He
left for the fortress at Eger

on his Majesty's orders.

The fortress of Eger?
And he has the ring on him?

He always carries it on him.

Good day, Mister Balogh.

Good day to you Mistress.

Look, honeycomb candy!
Buy me some!

One penny.

Here.

Sweetmeats? Just wait, my young
friend, I'll buy you some, too.

I'm getting so forgetful
in my time of life!

I must have left
my purse at your place.

Would you mind going
back and bringing it to me?

Isn't this your purse?

I told you I was absent-minded!
There are so many things to see.

Let's take a look around.

Save us Lord,
protect us from our enemies.

Jancsi!

Stay with us in times of danger,
now and forever.

Save us from the pagan hordes!

Jancsi!

Be our defender. Give us
courage, be our weapon

and our right hand,
now and forever.

Jancsi!

Save us from the Turkish menace.

Let our souls be strong
with they strength!

I am to blame.
I alone am to blame.

He'll go to Eger fortress because
I told him the ring was there.

Isn't it there?

It's here.

I was afraid to show it to him.

Now I must go to Eger.
I've got to.

I'll go with you.

I'm from Eger and I know every
secret way into the fortress.

And we'll get in, no
matter how near the Turks are.

Over there, you!

Is there
a blacksmith among you?

Blacksmith, carpenters,
butchers! Move over this way!

Come on, hurry! Hurry!
You others, over here!

- How many more do you have?
- I have around fifty men.

- Arm them.
- Yes, Sir!

- Are there many women here?
- Quite a number, Sir!

Don't worry, they are going
to make themselves very useful.

Good, then for a start,
you go to the kitchen!

Very well, Sir. Come on ladies!

You three, go up there;
and you others, stay here!

- Issue arms to everyone, János.
- Right away, Commander!

Alright then, jump to it!

Commander Dobó!

Did the reconnaissance
party get back yet?

We lost contact
with twenty of the men.

We simply couldn't find them.

Ahmed's army's marching
toward the Valley of the Mamsel.

We are 1535!

The men from the six provinces
of North Hungary have swords.

The Kassa men have muskets.

The Royal Contingent
also have halberds.

Slaughter cattles?

We have about 1500.

This is also a good weapon.

I can chop that few hundred
Turks with it.

Now, blacksmiths!

How long can we use the swords?

These are good for even a year.

Do you want to brood over
your weapons for a year?

-If I have to.
- And if you don't?

Than I'd go home soon.

Five children and my wife
are waiting for me.

Stop!

How do you hold that sword?

You cannot cut a withy like this,
not even a Turkish head.

Where is your shield?

We don't need that.
It just hinders us in moving.

But you can well use it
on the walls.

Practice more.

Halt!

These twenty men
will now act as Turks.

Me too?

- Gunpowder?
- Sufficient!

And where are those devilish
bombs of yours, Master Gergely?

I'll put some extra
into these bombs!

Oily tow, mixed with
little pieces of copper!

Pieces of iron
and pieces of brimstone.

A very crafty device!
It explodes three times.

The Turks have got nothing
like this. It'll slaughter them.

Shall we hail them
with a salve, Commander?

No, my friend.

I think it's the duty
of the guests to say good morning.

It reached us
what we were waiting for.

Don't worry. The bishop of Eger
have promised to pray for us.

And we have 1535 of us,
soldiers, and some others

That makes 100 short of 2000.

I am counting on
the help of the king.

It will arrive.

Do you really believe it?

The king knows well:
if Eger falls,

he can put his crown
into the chamber.

If Eger falls, neither Miskolc
nor Kassa can stand.

The Turks shake down the smaller
castles like they do with walnuts.

The walls are strong.

I trust in people, not in walls.

And in the royal army.

There is our delegate who
tells everything to Ferdinand.

Will he tell what a mess here is?

Two days ago it was
clean as a paste-board.

I have only a pair of hands.

If the gate was not closed,
I would leave.

God, I would really leave.

This Mrs. Balogh
is worse than the Turks.

Your Majesty,

István Dobó, Commander of Eger,
is in desperate straits

and asks for reinforcement.

Let me tell you something:

His Majesty has already
sent reinforcement.

He ordered Lieutenant Bornemissza
to go there with 150 men.

Moreover, he believes that it's
the Hungarian nobility's duty

to defend Hungary.

They are rich enough

to take care of their country.

May I ask you, to remind
His Majesty, Ferdinand Habsburg,

that, among others,
he is the king of Hungary.

To István Dobó, Commander of the
Eger Fortress! Greetings!

I, the Pasah Ahmed of Anatolia,

Supreme Commander of the
powerful and invincible Sultan,

announce by voice and letter

that the mighty Sultan has
sent his armies into Hungary.

No force on Earth
can resist his might.

By order of the resplendent
Sultan, I exhort you

not to have the audacity
to resist him,

but to lay down your arms, and
throw open the gates of Eger!

If you do my Sultan's will,
no harm will befall you;

you will even benefit from
the magnanimity of the Padisah

and rejoice in as much liberty
as under your former kings!

This I swear upon my sacred oath!

But if you resist
the noble Sultan,

you will bring down upon
yourselves, on your wives

and your children, his almighty
wrath. You will all die!

The written word!

The Sultan's written word.

He either bargaining
or threatening.

We Hungarians are not afraid
of empty threats,

so there is
no reason to read it.

We shall never bargain with him,

so there is again
no reason to read it!

Our country
is not for sale at any price.

Szolnok has fallen to the Turks,

and Temesvár, too.

This fortress is therefore,
Hungary!

Before we take our oath,
another word.

Those who are frightened
may leave the fort at once!

I had rather a dozen lions than
a multitude of timorous jackals.

And secondly,

there will be no
communications with the Turks.

And finally,

death to any weak-live red dog
who talks of surrender!

Take the oath!

I swear by God,
the Eternal Creator,

to offer up my soul,
heart and body

to defend the Fortress of Eger!

Neither force, nor trickery

shall daunt me!

Neither gold,
nor promises shall defer me

from my purpose.

I shall fight or perish!

To this end, help me,
Almighty God!

To this and, help me,
Almighty God!

Steady men, take over,
behind the ramparts!

Women and children
to the case mates! Hurry!

Commander, give us the order
to fire the cannons!

- No, save your powder.
- Why won't you let us fire back?

- Who are you?
- My name is Adam, the minstrel.

- And your arms?
- This is it.

That is why I was wondering

why you were not firing our guns
at the Turks!

My dear master, Sebestyén
the Scribe, always told me

to write the truth and learn the
reason from the best authority.

All right, you may write
this in your book.

That we are not firing our guns
because it's Sunday today.

How on earth can it be Sunday
when it was Monday this morning?

They are silent.

They either have no cannons
or no gunpowder.

Forward! Go on!

Walk closer, my little lambs!

Closer.

- Are they in range?
- Yes, Commander.

I already said, the Turks
aren't used to these things.

Well, we'll soon see.

I understand, Commander.

When fighting a mighty force,
strategy will sway your course.

Wine, give us more wine!

- Guard!
- Enough! János!

Beg to report, Commander.
We're celebrating!

Be just as merry on the walls
when the Turks make an attack!

You may go now!

- Take that sword to the smith
tomorrow morning. - Yes, Sir!

How much money
did you make today?

- Quite a tidy sum, Commander!
- How much will it amount to

- before the siege is raised?
- Well, I can't say

If I see a drunken soldier
inside the fort,

I won't bother to ask where
he got the wine: I'll hang you!

- Sárközi!
- Yes, what is it?

Come with me, if you want to get
yourself a horse like mine!

- Where do I have to go?
- Against the Turks.

We'll take them by surprise
tonight.

I'm sick of waiting
of this inaction!

I regret, Sir, only
I swore on my most solemn catch

I would not leave the fort
for any reason.

No, you swore that you'd
defend the Eger fortress.

The others could have sworn that.

Only I swore that
I' would not leave the fort!

You no-good gipsy beggar,
you good-for nothing!

Good-for-nothing?

All right, let's see!

Wine for me!

Wine for you,
the hanging tree for me. No!

Commander, I told him
to give me something fine

and he gave me what's fine.

Hungarian
is not an easy language.

There is what's fine,

and there is a drink called wine.

Sound the reveille!

Sound the reveille!

Sound the reveille!

Why the hell do you have to
wake me up from my best dream.

I was dreaming
about a beautiful girl.

- There are 20 men under the
walls. - It means an attack.

Open the gates! That's my order.

The Turks do not attack
with 20 men.

And if they do, welcome them.

Don't shoot. I am János Török.

- Lead me to Commander Dobó!
- Jancsi!

Do you have now Turkish dress?

It's not mine, goddamn!

I am wearing it in order
to get through their camp.

- We have lost Bolyki at Maklár.
- Bolyki?

You have lost me? I've lost you!

Tamás Bolyki!

I see you have booties, too.

And a tongue.
He may know something.

Untie him
and bring to the Commander.

Jancsi,
this needs to be bandaged.

- Should we sew it?
- Hey, I am not a dress!

Give him some wine!

Commander, Lieutenant Török
brought in a tongue.

Leave him here,
I'll make him talk.

Come here!

Come here Imre!

Imre Varsányi!

What a Turk you are!

Lieutenant Jancsi's lot
will be sold by auction!

You can start.

A wonderful Arab horse.

Really fabulous!
For a poor two florentines!

We've no need of horses
in a besieged fortress!

Let's see the weapons.

A Damascus steel saber!

Wait a second. Let's see first
what there is in that chest.

I may want to spend
my money on what's inside.

- Let's see the treasure of Darius.
- I'd like to buy a silver cup.

- What news from Ferdinand?
- Only bad news.

I hardly managed
to make myself understood.

For him, this fortress
is just mamare.

This fortress represents Hungary!

If he won't defend it,
we'll defend it ourselves.

Here, eat some of this,
it's better than pilaf!

The Turks take the fortress
of Eger for a sheep-fold.

They will see how
a sheep of Eger can bite.

First day
we shot their best cannons.

They still have enough.
I saw it.

I spent four days in their camp
before I found János Török's team.

It was not easy
to have myself captured alive.

Drink, follower of the rue faith.

Allah will forgive you.

- Mama, mama!
- What the devil! A Turkish boy.

His mother
must have hidden him there.

- Strangle him!
- No, take your hands off!

I opened it. He's mine.

Kill the little swine!
Kill him!

No, don't! Don't!
Take your hands off him!

Silence! Stop that, men!
Leave the boy alone!

What has he to do
with the fighting?

Take good care of the child.

Who knows where his mother is?

I hope your papa
didn't shoot that cannon!

Enough of your wailing!

Your child has vanished? I'll
give you another to replace him.

Here he is.
Take good care of him.

He's worth more than your life.

But if he's disobedient,
beat him soundly!

That cave doesn't lead anywhere.

We only want to rest in the cool.
We've had a long journey.

Alright then. Take your ease!

Gergely Bornemissza!

Lieutenant of the King!

Listen to me!

You have a Turkish talisman,

and I have a Hungarian boy.

That talisman is mine,

this child is yours!

If you want your son back,
come to the market gate!

Give me my talisman

and you will have your boy again!

Can you hear me?
Gergely Bornemissza?

If you don't believe
what I'm saying

you'll see it's the truth

when I throw your son's head
over the walls of the fortress!

Do you hear, Gergely Bornemissza?

Why do they spend their time
shouting foolish words every night?

Answer me!

If they don't decide to attack, it
will drag on for weeks and weeks.

Even months.

The eighty day!

Since the beginning of the siege
we've been battering the walls.

The damage is at its most here.

Dobó has concentrated
his good men there.

- The thing to decide is
- Who will lead the storming party?

The question is, at which point
do they least expect the attack

to come from?

I'll tell you which point.

Not one cannon ball has hit here.

Let me see.

On the eve
of the crescent moon festival,

we'll attack! We shall
feign a retreat and then

Everyone to the walls! They're
attacking on the southern side!

Lie flat!

Up!

It needs time to refill the cannons.

Men, follow me!

Come on, men, quickly.
Goon!

- The Turks attack under shelter.
- Goddamn!

It's not raining out there.

It's so quiet.

They're not moving!

They're out of range
of our cannons.

The gunners aren't moving either.

What does it mean?

That they're going to retreat?

The Grand Vizier Ahmed
is a crafty man.

We'll wait.

There will be
no song written about us.

For our wives happiness.

An alive husband is better
than a dead one.

What a fool I am!

Turn the cannons
to face the old gate.

That's why they were so quiet.

Only two cannons.

Watch the main body, because
they may attack from the front!

This way Hungarians!

Shoot here! Shoot!

Fire!

Fire!

With painful hearts in Hungary
can we say the lament

what Jeremiah wrote
about the Jews.

For our heritage
is handed down to the heathen,

our home is going to be
that of a stranger.

We are dispersed
by the heathen Turks,

we are hounded out
from our homeland.

Commander

We didn't agree to this!

Spilling the blood of our fellows!

And bombarding our own fortress?

The men are beginning to grouse,

they want to receive
their siege pay.

It's the law of battle.

I know,

Lieutenant Hegedűs.

Varsányi,

Hegedűs has gone away with
some men in that direction.

I've been watching him!

He called me a rotten gipsy.

Well, the rotten gipsy
has a good pair of eyes!

Our Lady help us!
It is our last hope.

That secret passage is either
around here, or nowhere.

It's here!
The Holy Virgin heard us!

You see if we can get through.

They're trying
to desert to the Turkish side.

We'd better follow them!

No, not me!

I swore on oath
I wouldn't leave the fortress.

Return to the Commander then,
and I'll go after them.

Who is it?

It's me.

- Who is that "me"?
- It's me, Commander!

Come in.

Betrayal! Lieutenant
Hegedűs found a way

to the Turks with ten of his men.

Eva, are you strong enough
to goon?

Just let me get my breath
a moment. We've got to go on!

At least you can let me
help you carry the bag!

No, the bag is empty.

Except for the talisman.

You are so kind Miklós.
Thank you. Let's start again.

I have fired at my own men.

One of my lieutenants
is a traitor.

Thousands of Turks
are attacking the fortress.

Will you stand firmly?

We are all behind you!

Even to death it necessary!

We've got to hold on!

A large force like theirs
will soon run out of supplies.

- Our gunpowder?
- We've got plenty still.

- The men?
- Hegedűs is the only traitor.

Those who took with him
were ten in number.

We're one thousand
five hundred. And the Turks?

Vast as the sea.

We're not afraid
of the sea! We saw it

and we sailed across it.
We conquered it.

Right, Mekcsey?

Therefore,
and upon careful reflection,

and in anguish
for the men in the fortress,

I've left my soldiers outside
to return unarmed with

twenty Turkish soldiers to hoist
the Padisah's flag at dawn.

Peace be with us! István Hegedűs,
his Majesty's Lieutenant.

- Well? - Sublime Highness,
they are on their way!

The ten men are
in our hands as hostages.

The Hungarian Lieutenant
is in charge of our soldiers.

Here they are!
But the men with him are Turks,

being led in by Hegedűs!

Then we will capture them alive.

Wait for it.

Alright, pull!

Surround the net, men!

Want one of them
to help you in the kitchen?

What, a Turk?
Give them to the dogs!

- There's a Hungarian among them.
- May I ask you please,

exactly how many you have caught?

They're all there like fish in
a net. Count them for yourself.

As for that secret passage,
blow it up

so that nobody else
can come through.

- Where are you going, Gypsy?
- To blow it up.

We must be near now.

Here are the observer-drums.

But why aren't these watched?

That should do it!

That should stop anybody else
from coming through there.

They went down there!

They wanted to rest, they said.
But they didn't come out again.

István Hegedűs,

you are a traitor to your
country and your comrades.

You tried to destroy
the people in their fortress.

This is your sentence.

You die!

Come on!

There he is! After him!

That's all left in the cellar.

It is more than nothing.

We shoot these away
in three days.

These are not for shooting away.

What kind of strategy
is in your mind now?

Commander, I ask you one thing:

Let me decide
what to do with these,

since it's not enough
for the cannons.

I have some more bombs,
but that's all.

All right, Gergely.

How many wine-casks do we have?

Empty? Only few.

- But we have 50 full of wine.
- Hey, don't touch my wine!

Pour the wine into tubs
and bring the casks here.

I cannot do that.

Do as you were told
and empty those casks.

What the hell
of a machine is this?

The wheel
of an old gunpowder-mill.

- At least it was once.
- What are you using this for?

I am trying something.

Try everything.
But the worst is yet to come.

- Commander, can I now...
- What the hell?

I'd like to read it.
I'm ready with 12 cantos.

Gergely was working industriously,

He asked for cask-wheels hastily.

Covered the spokes with boards...

I don't know what happened,

but this is all
that remains of a brave man

and this Turkish talisman
ring here.

So, that Turk was telling
the truth the other night.

What night?

Call for Varsányi.

Keep this!

But don't show yourself.

It might upset our best man
we have, at this critical moment.

I certainly don't want
to upset anybody. I just

I'll do whatever I can for you.

I'd like to give you some
news about him, but it cannot be.

You've got to trust me.

Gergely mustn't be told
that you are here.

I won't let him know I'm here.

On your oath?

I swear I'll stay away.

I'm certain that tomorrow
the tempest will break upon us!

And only last night my hen
woke me up by crowing!

- It's an evil omen.
- It must have been a rooster!

No, Commander,
it was my favorite hen.

If it really is a hen, just
put her in the pot for me!

Mrs. Balogh,

remember, what you overheard is
a military secret. Understand?

And try to find something
for this woman to wear.

Come on!

A woman? Why she's
as thin as a scarecrow!

Commander!

Tonight you've got to get
into the Turk's encampment.

You'll take a message.

I want you to go and find
that one-eyed dervish man!

This is what you've got to say:

that in the fortress
we have a Turkish boy

and we also have
a Turkish talisman.

If he calls upon us tonight and
has the Hungarian boy with him

I will give him both in exchange.

Tell him he
has the word of Dobó István.

I will do my best.

István Dobó!

Can you hear me?

Listen,
you Hungarians listen to me!

Hoist the white flag, or tomorrow
you will all be dead.

Can you hear me, Dobó István?

Prepare to meet your Maker!

Tomorrow you will all die!

They're praying
before the attack

only not for us!

You're all dressed up, Sárközi.

That's a fine collar, Gergely.

A present from my wife.

From the festive dress
you're all wearing,

I imagine you've realized

that the crucial moment
is upon us.

The Turks
have unfurled the black flag.

According to their custom,
that means

that all of us
are going to be massacred.

And if we are to die
in the field of battle,

let us meet death
like true heroes.

And our glory
shall go down in history.

Make ready!

Steady, men,
here comes the goulash!

I hope it's hot enough!

The Turks are going to
enjoy this. Come on!

Gergely! Gergely!

I'm coming, Gergely!

Take him over
to my room at once!

Go and tell the Commander
that Jancsi is dead

Wine! Wine!

Give wine to the men!

Alright,
child leave it alone now!

Women, women, please stop!

The commander said he'd have
me hanged if I sold any wine.

And if the Commander says
something, he'll do it!

Fill up a cup for me,
I am getting thirsty.

You have too good time, gypsy.

Others are bleeding outside
while you are lazing around here.

You will once
put my hands in gold

and also the genius
of Lieutenant Bornemissza!

Wait!

Take it!

I never drink while I'm writing!

Get that gun in position!

Hurry, Gergely! Get them fool!

Thank you Jancsi!
Now get out of here!

Youmourdjac!

Youmourdjac!

Youmourdjac! Where's my son?

Gergely! Now's the moment,
release the wheel!

Light the wheel! Let it run!

It's a girl

It's Eva.

Gergely! Gergely!

- Come! - Why?
- Don't argue Come!

Eva Éva!

I mustn't speak to you, I
mustn't even say a word to you

I swore.

And finally,
the Turks went away.

I'm not up to there yet.

Gergely!
They're bringing your son!

Watch out, the Turks are coming!

Are you even going to wear
a dress again?

Who's coming with me
to water the horses?