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THE MAN WITH THE GOLDEN TOUCH

Mór Jókai's novel written to the screen
by Viktor Gertler

Music: Ottó Vincze

Cinematographer: Ottó Forgács

Cast

Directed by Viktor Gertler

Listen!

Look!

A Turkish gunboat.

It's me they are after.

Please, save my daughter!

She'll be taken to the Sultan's harem!

SAINT BORBÁLA

Hurry up, folks!

Throw all that timber and rubbish
overboard!

We'll make the Saint Borbála
disappear. Here is her wreckage.

They won't follow us there.

Mr. Shipmaster!

Come to my cabin, please!

My daughter, my little daughter...

Now you are both safe, Mr. Trikalis.

Her safety is my only concern.

Listen to me! Every moment is precious.

My son!

I have taken poison.

- What have you done?
- Never mind!

You can't help me now.

Help my daughter instead!

You can save her only if no one finds
out who her father was...

My real name is Ali Chorbaji.

I was Chief Treasurer in Istanbul.

The Sultan wanted to seize my fortune.

I escaped...

When I rented this ship...

I was glad its owner was Athanáz
Brazovics...

a relative of my poor late wife.

Please, fulfill...my last wish...

In this small box

I shall leave 1.000 gold coins...

The rest of my wealth is
in the shipment of wheat.

Here is a paper which proves
that I committed suicide.

Take my daughter, Tímea to Komárom!

Give the money and the wheat
to Brazovics...

and tell him to spend it all on
my daughter.

I have brought good clean wheat.

Take good care of it!

Make no mistake...

...because the sacks...

...red...

The red crescent...

The red crescent...

Tímea!

Come, it's so cool here.
You might catch a cold.

Do you see, Mr. Fabula?
It's a small island over there.

Let's go and see it!
We are short of food.

And no drinks left!

Bring the boat!

Hello! Good morning!

Come in!

- I would if the dog let me.
- It won't hurt good people.

Almira, go and find Noémi!

By George! It is really...

Almira is our guardian. There is
just the two of us on the island.

Daughter, give him plenty of flour,
honey, fruit and two of the kids!

Money has no value on this island.

There is lots of wheat
on my ship.

Leave it to me, madam,
I won't cheat you.

Come on, Narcissa...

Is it good?

Little kitty...

Ouch!

The lady presents this souvenir
to the little girl. It's made of gold.

Good day to everybody!
I am Tódor Krisztyán.

A member of the family here.
Am I not, my little fiancée?

You must have had a damned hard voyage.

Sir, we've met before, at Galați.

Mihály Tímár, I presume.

- Is the lady travelling alone?
- Yes.

Without a companion? How strange.

Come, Noémi, help the lady to undress!

Oh, I see!

I have been expected here!

What a fine stew!

- Nonsense!
- Quiet, you wretch!

- You know I have no money!
- Ask some from your guests!

She is a rich girl and I need money!

But I accept money from nobody!

Why are you so mean to me,
mother Teréza?

You know how much I love you both.

Can you love anybody at all?

That's enough!
You know you're in my hands.

If I open my mouth you're finished!

A gold bracelet.

Well, that's something.

Where is my bed? I am tired.

There are guests everywhere,
go to the porch!

And the dog?

I shall tie it up.

Where is that man?

He's gone. The dog is quiet.

Once he boarded my ship at Galați.

I suspected him to be a spy or smuggler
so I had him thrown off.

What hold has that scoundrel over you?

He threatens to inform the governments
in Vienna and Istanbul about the island.

And then we shall be driven out.

It's a no man's island which does not
belong to any country.

And what about this Krisztyán?

His father was my poor husbands friend.

Noémi was to be married to Krisztyán.

Did your husband die?

He shot himself.

He had stood surety for Krisztyán's
father in some business.

It failed and Tódor's father decamped.
The court ordered my husband to pay.

The creditor demanded even his
unrealized profits.

- All we had was sold by auction.
- Who was the creditor?

A merchant from Komárom, called
Athanáz Brazovics.

Brazovics?

This here is the work of my two hands.

We have no place to go. Tódor
knows it and blackmails us.

- The rascal!
- What else could he be?

A swindler, his own father's victim.

Has no law managed to get this man?

He is a spy! For anyone who pays him.

I think he's working for the Turks now.

Please, awake the lady at once!
We must leave during the night.

Stop! Stop! We've run on a rock!

Mr. Shipmaster, we are sinking!

Folks! We are sinking!

Get your things, the ship is sinking!

Hurry up! Take your valuables!

Collect your things, everybody!
Put out the boat!

Tímea, are you ready? Come!

Push off!

Did you bring your box?

The small box!

Turn back to the ship!

- Have you gone crazy?
- Turn back! That's an order.

Where the hell have you been so long?

I have something important to say.

You can speak, Mihály. The lieutenant
is almost one of the family.

The whole world knows.

- It's in the papers, too. - What?
- No, it's not about you two.

It's my dear relative and good friend
Pasha Ali Chorbaji who escaped.

He left with his daughter and fortune
for Hungary on my ship.

The poor man died on the way.

So suddenly?

He asked me to give you his money.
You're supposed to take his daughter

into your house and to be
the guardian of his fortune for her.

I shall regard her
as my own dear child.

What is in that little box?

The lady's money. 1.000 gold coins.

What?

One thousand in gold?

Mihály, you have stolen the rest!

Here is his will written in his own hand
about the money and the shipment.

Ten thousand bushels of clean wheat.

10.000 bushels...

10.000 times 12.5...
that makes 125.000 forints...

Where is the ship with the wheat?

We ran on a rock, Sir, and she sank.

What? You scoundrels!

You were drunk, all of you!
I shall fire you all!

I'll confiscate your security deposit!

All ten thousand forints!

The ship was valued at 6.000 forints
and was insured.

- You won't suffer any loss.
- It's not a servant's business.

Shouting won't get us anywhere, Sir.
The matter is urgent.

That wheat must be lifted out of water
before it is completely destroyed.

Give me an authorization to sell it
by auction!

Zófia! A pen and ink!

Authorization to such a person?!

He will run off with the money.

How can you trust the man?

With your kind permission I am leaving.

It's not a bad idea.

Kindest regards from your old friend,
dean Cyril Sándorovics.

He's more cunning than my future
father-in-law.

He writes me to take care of you.

Cheers!

I has hoped to clink glasses at your
wedding party when I returned.

You see, my dear friend...

I cannot decide which I love more,
her or her money.

I love her more than...

to marry her just for her money.

But I love her money too much
not to marry her.

But let's talk about your affair!

The old man wants me to persuade you
to enter his service.

- In fact, he has hinted at it.
- But I won't persuade you.

Listen!

Next week 20.000 soldiers will start
on a three week exercise here.

As the provisions officer I shall decide
who gets the orders for food deliveries.

So far Brazovics' proposal was the best.

He promised 20.000 forints to anyone
who would arrange the transaction.

The dean would give 5.000 forints more.

Of course, his wheat is full of rubbish.

But a bold offer could outdo them if you
give 30.000 forints to the go-between.

- Me to you?
- Naturally.

In such a big transaction the one who
has arranged the deal must gain, too.

Where have you learned all this, Imre?

When transferred to Komárom, I felt like
conquering the world with my knowledge.

Experts called my fortification plan
a "masterpiece".

Although it was refused my genius was
rewarded by an assignment.

I had to prepare the plan for lands
to be taken over by the army.

The state bought
tumble-down village huts

for such big sums as
if they were palaces.

It's fraud and corruption!

It's fortifications - to "fortify"
the pockets of those gentlemen.

And mine hasn't remained empty, either!

You have 10.000 forints security deposit
with Brazovics.

Hold the auction, buy the cargo yourself
and bake bread for the soldiers!

From rotten wheat?
What do you take me for?

Well, then someone else will
make money by it.

Why did you honour me with your offer?

Because I am your friend.

You've been a servant long enough,
you could be a master, too.

There might be trouble.

Just leave it to me! You'll earn
70.000 forints in three weeks.

The wheat is not mine...

But it's not Brazovics' either...

I am tired.

You...

You are very beautiful.

Work is over for today, folks.

You can collect your wages
over there at the inn.

The red crescent...

Haven't you seen Miss Tímea?

- The little Turkish girl?
- Yes. Where is she?

She just showed two gentlemen
into the parlour.

Excuse me, is Tímea...

Here is the captain of Brazovics' ship.
Tell me how much was in that will?

Will it get your master out of trouble?

I never deal with the business
affairs of my master.

Before we leave the table
I can but repeat it:

Long live my dear friend, Mihály Tímár!

Three cheers for Tímár!

Dear friends, you can take your coffee
over there.

Be nice to him! He is a better choice
for a husband than that soldier.

Should I marry my father's servant?

Come, brother, we'll have
coffee over there!

Sit down!

Now listen, Miska, tell me the truth!

How could you make so much money
with that delivery?

- You know, Mr. Brazovics...
- Just call me Thanaszi!

Well, you know, Thanaszi, there was
nothing special about it.

I bought the wet wheat.

I had it ground and baked.

It cost me half the price of
the cheapest wheat available.

Old as I am, I can
still learn a lot from you!

But tell me! Was that bread not
awful for the soldiers?

Of course, it was awful, real bad!

Didn't they complain to the authorities?

I have them all in my pocket.

So you made the soldiers eat up
the half-rotten bread.

Bread once swallowed cannot speak...

But you could easily burn your fingers.

It might cost you your new house
in Rácz street.

Nobody knows but you,
Thanaszi, my dear friend.

Well, you promised me some coffee.

Yes, of course. I'll send it in.

It will do you good.

No, thanks, Miss Tímea.

Coffee keeps me awake.

Shipmaster Mihály Tímár, was
reported to have used rotten wheat

from the shipment of Saint Borbála which
had sunk in the Danube near Almás

to bake bread for the army.

Well, you are the millers of that area.

Did you buy any of that wheat?

We carried it home by the sack-full.
Mr. Tímár kindly dispensed it among us.

He has a great heart.

And what is your testimony?

We also got it free to use as seed. That
shipmaster is a very good man, Sir.

Even the pigs are grateful to him.

And what about the soldiers?
Was the bread good?

We have never eaten better bread, Sir.

We still bless the man who baked it.
He must be a man with the golden touch.

Right! He is a man of gold, indeed.

Why don't you wear a sword when
you seek an audience with me?

I am not a nobleman, Your Excellency.

I see. I was told you want satisfaction

for the unfounded charge and
investigation against you.

I have not the slightest intention
to do so, Your Excellency.

Will you not ask for satisfaction?

My honour has been restored, and
revenge is not in my nature.

Then, what do you wish?

I have an offer to make for which I need
the support of Your Excellency.

What offer?

There is a large estate at Levetinc,
near the Turkish border.

Yes, it's leased by a Viennese banker.

But he fails to pay rent to the state.

Because he lives in luxury like a king.

He has horses worth 8.000 forints which
are now being sold at an auction.

You call me Your Excellency but I
cannot afford such a horse.

I shall pay his back-rent.

I'm asking for a 10 year
lease of the estate.

I shall pay one forint more per acre
than that banker.

But the farmers have no seed.

There will be seed. Be it my concern,
Your Excellency!

You are a fine man.

You have been offended by the state,
still you are ready to help.

I assure you of my support.

Can you suggest anyone...

who deserves the
Order of the Iron Crown?

Yes, I can. I know such a man,
Your Excellency.

I think I know one, too.

Come to my house this evening!

I shall have the contract prepared.

And we can discuss all the rest, too.

Mihály Tímár of Levetinc, Esquire!

Your Excellency, some
Hungarian has sent

you the banker's horses
from the auction.

You are beautiful.

Beautiful indeed!

I too, feel sorry for the poor, my son.

But I'm sure you, too, had to work hard
for your wealth.

One must invest every penny shrewdly to
practice charity as Our Lord commands.

Anyway, my barns are empty. You can see.

At a closer look we could find
the little I need, father.

Even if there were some...

I could not sell it for five forints.
In the spring I would get twice as much.

And don't tell me, son, the wheat is
needed for the government!

Why do you try to cheat your old patron?

I have come here with gratitude, father.

The government already knows about
your charitable actions.

Well, then...

Oh, no!

The government doesn't even know about
dean Cyril Sándorovics' existence!

Otherwise all those medals would not be
given to the patriarch at Karlóca!

Oh, I've almost forgotten.

Here is a letter from the minister.

If I am not mistaken, it's about
the Order of the Iron Crown.

Well, the gentlemen have awakened.

If there is someone to wake them up.

My dear son!

My dear good friend!

Come and sit down here!

Eat!

Tell me today's lesson:
how to prepare turkey seasoning?

We put pepper, nutmeg and
hot paprika into red wine.

Then we add some saffron sauce.

What? Dragon sauce?

Oh, you dunce!

It's saffron, not dragon!

Excuse me!

I tried to enter the front door but
nobody answered.

Dear me! My daughter is out visiting.
I let the servants go out to town.

Just the two of us are at home.

- Excuse us for our negligée!
- Never mind, mother Zófia!

But not here in the kitchen!

Don't stand on ceremony for me!

- I'd rather have a bit of sweet corn!
- With pleasure!

Just at washing up and in the kitchen...

Here you are. It's nice and soft.

You have a new hair style, Tímea.

Why have you changed it?
You have beautiful hair.

With your permission I shall return
later when Athalie will be here, too.

What are you doing, girl?
Athalie will be angry with you.

I don't care, let her be angry,
lam more beautiful this way.

And how is the little girl?
I haven't seen her for ages.

She speaks Hungarian quite well now.

- We laugh at her a lot.
- You laugh?

Her favourite is an old dress of mine
which I had on at a carnival.

She looks so funny in it. You'll see...

Now she's gone quite crazy over her hair
because the captain praised it.

Foolish little Turkish girl! What does
she know about hair styles and fashion?

No need for her to know. Poor girl,
she has nothing to choose from.

While Mr. Tímár, that is
Mr. Levetinczy was away,

my husband tried to double
the money of the poor orphan,

and he lent it
to a landlord at a good interest.

And imagine that fellow went bankrupt
so the poor girl's money has gone.

All of it, Mr. Tímár!

Good evening, Tímea.

Try not to drop anything,
my little girl!

Oh, I told you, didn't I?

You are to blame. Why must
you keep ordering her around?

Bring in the tea, my dear!

I have a great idea, Imre! Let's give
some joy to this poor girl!

Flirt with her a bit for my sake!
Start to pay attention to her!

It will be such a good joke!

Mr. Levetinczy.

Tímea, you will sit beside the captain.

Help yourself!
Would you pass your cup?

Here it is.

There you are.

Thanks.

Here you are.

Well, you can even read my mind!
I did want lemonade, indeed.

Tímea, offer the captain biscuits!

He likes them, too.

Tímea also likes it very much.

Oh captain!

Don't reveal your feelings!

Yes, mistress, I'll hurry.

What is that?

What are you hiding from me, Tímea?

Me? Nothing. I've just fixed the bed.

No, I won't let you!

- No, no, no!
- You little wild cat!

I shall undress.

My dressing gown!

The slippers!

Tímea! Do you know that the captain
has asked for your hand in marriage?

Forgive me, Athalie!

Put the nicest embroidery you've learnt
in your country on your bridal veil!

But your fiancé must not know.

That is the custom with us.

- The scoundrel!
- So he is.

He would outdo the
biggest outlaws, Bandi

Angyal and Marci
Zöld, that rascal!

But I will show him!

He will know who Brazovics is!

- Who is the thief?
- Mihály Tímár.

- Who is that rascal?
- Mihály Tímár.

- Who is that outlaw?
- Mihály Tímár.

- Who is the first man in Komárom?
- Athanáz Brazovics!

Right! Deal the cards!

- Excuse me for a moment!
- Leave me alone!

- All I want to tell you...
- Leave me...

What? I'm coming.

I wanted to inform you that Tímár
had made another big transaction.

- What transaction? - He bought land
near the Monostor sand-hill.

And what will he do with it?

Count the leaves of the locust trees?

He knows what he is doing, Thanaszi.

He sells it for five times the price he
paid if the state takes over the area.

The sand-hill?!

The sand-hill...

Cheers.

Miss, have a drink!

- Drink, dear!
- To your health, Mr. Brazovics!

Oh, what are you doing?

Silence!

Play "Ugly Miska" for me!

A lamp is floating on the river,

Ugly Miska is boasting to her.

You'd better stop boasting, Ugly Miska,

Or the gypsies will beat you up!

You'd better stop boasting, Ugly Miska,

or the gypsies will beat you.

- Brandy, please.
- Yes, sir.

Miss Tímea, excuse me
for disturbing you here.

- What are your working on?
- It's my bridal veil.

- Is it yours?
- Yes.

Is Mr. Brazovics at home?

Yes, he is in his study.

That damned thief will ruin the whole
Balaton area.

He invented fishing under the ice.

He bought a castle near Balatonfüred.

And he builds schools and a hospital.

The poor queue up at his house every
Friday.

- Are you defending him, too?
- No, but facts are facts.

- No one has ever called you a man with
a golden touch. - Shut up!

But I shall outwit him!

I am going to buy up all the Monostor
sand-hill.

So I'll earn the 100.000 forints
for the captain's security deposit.

But you could save all that money
and end all competition...

- How? - If you take him
into the business.

I won't give my daughter to a scoundrel!

Hello, Mihály, my dear son!

Please, take a seat!

Now I shall leave you alone, gentlemen.

Athalie will surely be glad.

Tell me, my son, Miska!

Why do you keep coming to our house?

What's your intention with my daughter?

Nothing. Her fiancé is my good friend.

I keep coming to your house only to see
how you treat Tímea.

And you treat her outrageously ill,
Mr. Brazovics.

Outrageously ill? How dare you
talk to me like that?

You've squandered all her fortune and

your whole family makes damn fun of
the poor orphan.

But I warn you, Sir, it will come to a
bitter end for you!

Get out of my house! Get out!

All right.

But you'd better not live to see the day
when I return to this house.

I prefer a purebred Arabian
to any other horse.

They are beautiful horses. But wouldn't
Your Excellency try a half-bred?

An excellent book entitled "On Horses"

has been published lately
on the subject.

Have you read it?

- Who wrote it?
- lstván Széchenyi.

Oh, Stefi? He is no good at anything,
especially not at horses.

I shall stick to purebreds.

Rumour in Komárom has it that a new
line of fortifications will be built.

It's a state secret.

I don't want to know about it.
But I have a request...

Or rather a piece of advice,
if Your Excellency does not mind.

Of course not, my dear friend.
Let's hear it!

Why should the Emperor's treasury
take over the whole area at once?

Let them start with Csallóköz and
finish...

Let them finish, shall we say,
at Monostor!

It would not require such a
vast amount of money in one go.

It's an excellent idea!

Good morning!

How do you like me?

Come on, have a good laugh!

It was all a joke.

Don't be sad! You'll have a fiancé, too.

Now dress up nicely and help me
put on my bridal veil!

Welcome!

I'm sorry. This way, please!

Welcome to you!

Good evening. This way, please.

Good evening.

My respects, madam!

Hello, my son. Go in, Athalie is
waiting for you!

Thanaszi, he is not her hairdresser!

Fly to her, my dear!

- There is trouble, Mr. Brazovics.
- What kind of trouble?

Last night the Emperor's cabinet decided
to expropriate the fortification area.

They start at Csallóköz and they are
paying huge sums for the lands.

Then what's the trouble?

The Monostor sand-hill will not be
taken over until after 20 years.

Good gracious!

I am ruined...

Mr. Brazovics, are you feeling ill?

- My daughter...
- Call a doctor!

The security depo...

Bring my veil!

Will the general come, too?

Yes. He will be at the church.

Oh, clumsy you!

Athalie dear, restrain yourself!

It must be his heart! Call a doctor!

Imre, would you see what the
matter is outside?

Mr. Brazovics is dead.

Athalie!

How did you get here so late at night?
Did you come alone?

Take a seat, please!

I've got your letter and the ring
you returned.

Believe me! I couldn't do anything else.

Believe me! Nothing matters if
we love each other.

In the army the poor must not marry.

I have an uncle in Belgrade.
He's very rich.

I shall inherit his fortune.
Please, wait for me!

And I shall wait until you come for me.

We shall discuss it later, Athalie.

But now you must leave,
or you might be seen here.

I don't want to lose you, I am yours!

You love me, don't you?
Tell me you love me!

Athalie dear!

Be reasonable!

I am a soldier. I cannot take advantage
of a woman's situation.

I promise to remain your good friend.

Leave for a while! To Belgrade perhaps.

There you will calm down.

- I shall see you home.
- Thank you. I shall go alone.

I am not afraid.

Going, going...no better bid?

Oh my sweet daughter,
what will happen to us?

Drink some, my dear!

Who knows what
breakfast we'll have tomorrow?

That girl takes it all easy,
she doesn't even cry.

- How ungrateful!
- Crying won't help us, mother Zófia.

We shall go to serve, my child.

The two of us have been servants
in this house anyway.

Stop it! You drive me crazy!

Come in!

Brazovics' creditors have been paid.

Do you hear, mother Zófia? We've
been saved!

Miss, from now on you will be the
mistress of this house!

But...Mr. Tímár...

I have so much to thank you for...

I don't know why I deserve so much...

Everything I have is yours.

And if...

If you could consider me worth it...

I ask you to be my wife.

Don't answer in haste!

Please, think it over!

I can wait.

I've thought it over.

I shall be your wife.

Tímea!

- I have one request.
- It's already granted.

Please, let mother Zófia and Athalie
stay in this house!

Regard them as my mother and sister!

Oh, my dear, dear child!

Mother Zófia, what are you doing?
Please, get up!

Miss Athalie!

I shall deposit 100.000 forints as
security for your fiancé.

Oh, dear, good Mr. Levetinczy!

Thank you!

But I want Captain Kacsuka neither
in this life, nor in the other world!

I shall stay with Tímea as a servant.

Congratulations!

Accept my warmest compliments!

- Congratulations!
- Thank you very much!

Your little fiancée is a real diamond.

We've been admiring her for half an hour
and can't have enough.

You are very kind.

Let's drink to the happy couple!

I hope the young couple will soon
visit us.

- Of course, we shall.
- You must come, indeed.

Excuse me for a moment.

Thank you for saving me, Athalie.

I saw you could not get to your wife.

I can't understand these people.

Her heart is beating so loud you can
hear it from this far. Hurry to her!

She is like a queen. We must drink
to this, brother. Come!

I am so tired, Athalie.

This celebration was a bit too long.

It happens but once in a lifetime,
Madam.

You must be happy to have got
such a husband.

- Why don't you call me by my name?
- And how much he loves you, Madam!

Why didn't you come to the church?

I had a lot to do. Someone had to look
after the maids.

Come in!

At last all the guests are gone.

We are ready. I'm leaving, too.

Good night.

- Can I help you?
- No! Thanks.

I'd rather do it myself, Mihály.

Do you love me a little, Tímea?

Everything is so...strange.

In my country a woman is never asked
such a question.

Now this is your country.
And you are my wife, Tímea...

All right, then say you don't love me!

Or are you afraid of me?

- I am not afraid, Mihály.
- You are my wife!

Don't be angry with me!

I know you have done a lot for me.

I should be grateful to you all my life.

It's not gratitude I want.

Just love me a little!

I shall be your faithful and
obedient wife...

for ever.

The Hungarian wheat has
now conquered even Brazil.

For your invaluable work
in developing foreign trade...

on behalf of His Majesty
the Emperor and King...

I am presenting you
with this high award.

I've signed the land patent
you asked for.

Congratulations.

I wish you much success.

Sir, accept my congratulations.

Are you happy, too?

Yes, I am, Mihály.

Madam, let me congratulate you.
Your husband is a man of gold.

What a surprise!
What are you doing here?

Sometimes the gentlemen need me, too.
By the way, congratulations.

Thanks. Why don't you visit us once?

Well... perhaps one day.

But I don't want to disturb you now.
Once more, congratulations.

I have invited the major to visit us.

Because of Athalie it was tactless to
invite the major to our house, Mihály.

You are right.

- Mr. Tímár will be leaving tomorrow.
- Yes.

I'd like to ask you something, Athalie.

When the priest was
preparing me for my baptism,

he talked a lot about the other world.

- You mean Heaven.
- Tell me!

In Heaven will you
find the man you loved?

Or just the man you
were wed to by the priest?

In Heaven you will
meet the man you loved.

Have you come to say goodbye, sir?

- Do you want breakfast before
you leave? - No, thanks.

Are you unhappy, too? You, man of gold.

Mr. Tímár!

I knew you'd come back.

I haven't been here for a long time.
Since then you've grown even prettier.

Mother! Look who is here!

Welcome! We kept waiting for you.

So you haven't forgotten us after all.

My dear, take Mr. Tímár's rifle and
bag into the house!

Have you really been waiting for me?

Noémi went to the shore every day and
watched and waited...

Come in and have some rest!
You too, Noémi!

- First I put my bag to its place.
- I'll help you.

- It's very heavy.
- Thank you, I am used to it.

- Are you making rose water?
- You've guessed right.

Many people make it also in Komárom.

But we earn our living with it.

- Are they nice?
- They are beautiful.

How nice it would be to sleep in such
a bed of roses!

It's a dangerous dream. The scent of
roses would kill you.

It would be a beautiful death.

Why do you want to die?

Just because...

You'll stay here, won't you?

- For the whole day.
- I'll stay even tomorrow.

As long as you give me work to do
I'll stay.

And...

Won't you be expected at home
if you stay here for so long?

No.

Have you no one then?

No one.

The rose of Ceylon dyes the hair blond.

The Turkish rose grows into a big tree.

The Mogori rose has such a strong scent
that it can make you intoxicated

as if you were drinking wine.

- How do you know all this?
- A sailor goes to many countries.

And how can you get such a Mogori rose?

I'll bring some for you.

- Where does it grow?
- In Brasil.

- It's a six month voyage over sea.
- Then I don't want you to bring it.

- He's here! - Here is your little
son-in-law, mother Teréza.

Oh, my dear sir!

Have you another Turkish pasha on board?

I hope you've been waiting for me,
my little fiancée.

Leave the girl alone!

I've just arrived from Trieste.

There I am the agent
of the number one shipbuilder.

I'm rolling in wealth. I could save more
if I weren't so honest.

I've brought something
for my little Noémi.

Oh, I've lost it... Just a moment.

Here it is!

See, mother, what your little son-in-law
brought!

What do you say, sir?

It's rhinestone...

It is worth...next to nothing.

Well, you know but sweet corn
and oats.

Recently I've been told: My friend
Krisztyán, you should go to Brasil...

- To buy timber for shipbuilding.
- I wish you had gone there.

Then it occured to me...

Why should I go to Brasil if I know an
island here in the middle of the Danube?

With plenty of poplars and walnut-trees.

- My walnut-trees?
- Here is the contract.

What are you smiling at, sir?

You've blackmailed us long enough,
leave such jokes!

I want Noémi to appear with me in public
according to her rank.

Were you the only man left in the world
she still wouldn't want you.

You can get trees from me
for one goal only.

You'll reach that goal sooner or later.

You are very good to me.

But you forget that I have to say but
one word and...

if you don't sign it here...
I shall say that word.

You can't do that.

- Why not?
- Because somebody else has done so.

- Who? - Me!

- You? - Yes.

You?

I have recently received the land patent
from both governments and

I had it transferred to the present
inhabitants of the island immediately.

So, Mr. Tódor Krisztyán,

you have nothing to do on this island
for 90 years.

What right have you
to interfere in our affairs?

Because I love him.

I love him.

Do you love me? Answer!
I want to hear that.

I love you, Mihály.

You scoundrel!

- I beg your mercy, sir.
- Come closer!

Come on, you coward!

You murderer!

What did you want to do
with the timber?

To sell it to a charcoal-burner.

So it's not Noémi that you've
come here for, is it?

I have a wife in every country.

I know a job for you.

Sir, you must be joking.

In Brasil.

Here is my wallet.

With enough money for you to go
to Trieste.

And with a letter to Mr. Scaramelli
which I wrote last night.

But beware!
It's my turn to shoot next time.

You will leave this very night.

Sir...l thank you.

Mihály!

Mihály!

You must have got up very early.
I've been looking for you.

I couldn't sleep.

So I heard during the night.

- Did you kill him?
- He has left.

He wanted to kill you! I'm so worried.

Don't worry! He won't come back.

Come!

You see. This is where I wait for you.

- But you can't see anything from here.
- That doesn't matter...

You see... like this...

Noémi. I am here.

I don't want you to leave.

I want you to return once so that
you never leave anymore.

Noémi.

Tell me, Mihály!
What is beyond the island?

Beyond the island?

It is said that there are big towns
and many-many people there.

And the people speak
so loud they don't

even understand what
the other is saying.

Still, it must be so nice out there.

You live there, too, after all.

Close your eyes, Noémi!

No... not now.

- You will stay here, won't you?
- I'll stay. I have promised.

But for ever?

That is very difficult.

My ships are waiting for me, Noémi...

Noémi...

Noémi...

Beyond this island there is nothing.

There is nothing but this island.

Nothing but you!

I had to increase our deliveries
to Brasil.

- Competition has become fierce.
- But it's an enormous work!

Here are the reports on the stock-
exchange, estate, industry...

and on transport and banks.

You've worked so much while I have
people to do it all!

It was difficult at first but then
I managed to cope with it.

And everything was in its place.

I had to search but once - for the
Scaramelli contract.

Fortunately, you've left the key of
your desk at home.

But where have I put it?

Athalie, haven't you seen the key
to the desk?

Here you are.

Just look at everything closely!
I shall go to bed now.

Good night.

Tímea dear, I came home through
Turkey and...

I bought this from
a jeweller at Scutari.

This small portrait
looks so much like you.

My mother!

Athalie, look, it's my mother!

Look, Athalie!

He has brought it.

I came across it in a jewelry at
Scutari.

It's beautiful.

You must be happy, Tímea...

You must be very happy.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

All, all of it, is yours...

My mother...

Thank you!

May I?

No, I don't want to dance with you.

I hope you won't leave any more.

- My business affairs force me...
- Tímea is so happy at last.

I wouldn't have thought she'd be so
happy with this small medallion.

Anyway, next time don't leave
your keys at home!

- How did you dare to open my desk?
- Be glad it was me who opened it!

And then I hid the keys.

Yes, I know everything.

But you can trust me.

You are just as miserable as me.

That is why we are allies.

You haven't told me everything yet.

I have no more to tell you yet.

In fact, you just leave...if you want.

- I shall stay at home. And if once...
- Excuse me.

Dear Sir,
It is our sad duty to inform you...

Your protegé Tódor Krisztyán, has
caused us a loss of 70 million réis.

This dangerous crook embezzled, stole,
forged cheques, then disappeared.

Yours, Scaramelli

You haven't left your study for weeks.

Nothing else but work.

I'd like to arrange everything before
I go to Brasil this spring.

Will you leave again?

Don't you want me to go, Tímea?

I've asked my lawyer to come.

- Hasn't he arrived yet?
- He has, just now.

My respects, madam.

Thank you for coming.

I want to discuss two things.

But let me add: they are not related
in any way.

A year ago I recommended to one of
my business partners a young man

to work as his agent in Brasil.

This man has embezzled a lot of money
and passed forged cheques.

Our damage is ten million réis.

Quite a sum, about
one hundred thousand forints.

The fellow ran away.

I want you to inform the authorities.
All borders should be closely watched.

If he dares to return he must be put in
jail and I should be informed at once.

I have written down his
personal data for you.

The second thing is strictly personal.

I'll leave for a prolonged business trip
and you never know...

I'd like to make my will.

In case of my death, I leave all
my fortune...

to my wife and...

A boy!

A boy!

Mihály!

Oh, my darling!

Oh, my dear love!

I have a son!

I have a son!

Careful, you are unshaven!

My little son!

He is offended because his dad
never even asked his name.

Good morning, sir.

I am your father. My name is Mihály.

- And yours?
- Dódi.

Dódi!... Dódi......

A man has great strength, children...

But the heart...

All day I listen to it beating...

I just...

I just had to wait for you to come,
Mihály.

That I could even see your happiness
was a gift from fate.

I know you are an honest man.

- Mother Teréza, I...
- That's enough for me...

Years ago I stepped onto this island
an honest man...

And whenever I returned I always
regained my purity...

But...

In my life there have been so many
shadows...

My poor mother.

Noémi.

I am going away now...

So that I could return without any
guilt and remorse.

We have it in quart flasks.

I told you I want 5 gallons in one go!

- The lady wants to bathe in it.
- In a big tub!

I hope you are not too shy, gentlemen.

Not at all.

I know even more amusing things
about that man.

Tell us everything!

That immaculate man is called in
Komárom...

the man with the golden touch.

The happy husband.

But I could tell you some juicy details.

How and with whom he betrays his
marble-faced spouse.

I think it would frighten him to death.

Name your seconds!

- Wait!
- Go away from here!

Waiter, call the patrol!

Oh, dear me!

Patrol! Hurry up!

Patrol!

Go for a doctor quickly!

Athalie, is there some trouble?

Your letter from Levetinc has arrived.

- And Tímea?
- I've opened it.

Please, come with me! We have to talk.
It's urgent. Come!

What do you want, Athalie?

The sacred image has stepped down
from the altar after all.

What are you talking about?

I'm telling you facts.

There is a secret place here, behind
the picture of Saint George.

From there you can see and hear
everything.

My father built it to overhear what
his business partners talk about.

What do you take me for?

Forgive me for telling you. It was just
servants' gossip.

You coward!

Two people belong together in this
house: you and me!

But you are not brave enough even
to notice it!

Wait!

Show me!

Come!

Don't open it!

Here is the opening.

May he come in?

I'm waiting for him.

Come in!

I've received your shocking gift
and mysterious letter.

I don't understand.

It's simple. My sword has broken
on the head of the man who attacked me.

He spoke about you and your husband.

Please, tell me everything.

Everybody knows what happened.

You, too, must have heard about it.

A naval officer was slandering you two
so I slapped him.

I challenged him to a duel but
he immediately attacked me on the sly.

Is that man still in Komárom?

The doctor told me he had left.
His injury was not too bad.

Thank you.

I cannot tell you what that man said
about Levetinczy.

He slandered him as a husband, too.

He said incredible things...

Tímea, are you happy?

I am suffering very much, Tímea.

You were still a child then...

And I thought it was just a joke...

But the more unapproachable you
become the greater is my anguish

as I realize: it was a very dangerous
game..

Tímea, leave this house
and give up this wealth

if you can still love me!

- Do you remember?
- I learned about it too late, Tímea.

Somebody offered me his hand then.

Should I turn away from him now?

If that man were to die I would die
with him.

And if I knew that he was unfaithful

I would praise the person who
had given him the happiness

I have been unable to give him.

Even if he himself asked me to

I would not divorce him... ever!

Well?

You monster!

Dear Tímea,

I must confess...

I did not go to Brasil but to...

Good evening.

How come? Don't you recognize
your old protegé?

What do you want?

First of all, this rifle...

Before you remember your old promise

that it would be your turn to shoot now.

What do you want here?

For a start, clothes, shoes and a shirt
because mine are a bit worn out.

I shall change in no time.

I am damn tired.

I had to walk half the way.

My clothes could not stand up to it.

Well, my dear pal, you sent me to Brasil

where you either die of some disease,
or you become an outlaw.

I hope you don't mind that I didn't
feel like dying there.

Give me some wine and something
to eat...if possible.

Take a seat, please!

You, man of gold...

You are not only a thief but also a
murderer!

Hey, keep the proper distance!

I was captured...

As a galley slave I found out that

you killed Ali Chorbaji and you stole
his treasures, too.

Let us talk as one thief to another!

I had to fight for you at Komárom...

Too bad, it's so late, let's
get this over with it!

Do you want money?

Later. First a hiding place because
they are hunting after me.

- Let's finish! What do you want?
- No man's island.

Ask any amount of money but
I won't give you the island.

Your Excellency,
I'm still asking for the island.

Well, I am exhausted!

I'm longing for the silence of that
island, too, and for Noémi.

- Is that so strange?
- Get out of here! Get out!

There are four letters in my pocket.

One to the Turkish government,
another to the one in Vienna.

Yet another to your wife, and
the fourth to Noémi.

- Shall I go or stay?
- Stay!

So I get the island.

- It is Noémi's, not mine.
- So what?

Do you think I shall live like a
Robinson on that wretched island?

Now you will write to Noémi
a letter of farewell.

Noémi has a child.

I shall be a father to the child.

A very good father.

Get out, you scoundrel! You wretch!

Help! Help!

Help me!

Ever since poor Levetinczy's body
was found in Lake Balaton,

she has no peace of mind night or day.

All but his wet purse
and dear watch survived.

The year of mourning has long passed.

She is still sad and speculating.

I haven't come to bring news to and fro,
God forbid!

But a few days ago I found a broken
sword under her pillow.

She must have left it there by chance.
She slept with it under her head.

I would tell this to nobody but you,
my dear.

That's how we live in that house -
women, without men.

Tímea dear...

Would you try on your veil?

Tomorrow, Imre! In the church.

But please...l shall help you.

- Look what a funny letter!
- It is the writing of a child.

It must be from
one of my 121 god-children!

Athalie dear, help me to put on my veil!

Let me show it to him..

Oh, clumsy you!

I am sorry, dear!

Athalie!

Help! I'm being murdered!

Athalie!

Help! Help!

Patrol! Quickly!

Help!

Help! Hurry up!

Tímea is being murdered!

Wake up the servants
and have the door opened!

There lives a doctor next door,
call him!

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Every door was locked from inside.

Are you feeling better, dear?

She is all right now.

Madam...

Who attacked you? Couldn't
you recognize that person?

Who else lives in this house?

Where is Athalie?

An unopened letter.

It was written by
one of my bride's god-children.

Go ahead!

It's Athalie's.

It belongs to Athalie.

Madam, send in your daughter
immediately!

Corporal, go with her!

Miss, come closer, please!

What do you know about
the events of this night?

I know nothing. I was asleep.

Were you in this room during the night?

It would have been difficult to enter
through locked doors.

Whose is this dressing-gown?

I don't know. There are
other women in this house.

- Did you give your mistress a letter
written in a child's hand today? - Yes.

- Is this it?
- Yes, that was the letter.

"Madam

You can learn more from Miss Athalie
about what I'm going to write.

There is a picture of Saint George on
the wall of your room.

It hides a secret passage and can be
opened.

- Take care of your life!"
- Enough!

Why don't you tell them it was me?

You saint!

Do you want to humiliate me again
with your generosity?

Yes, it was me, and I am sorry I failed.

I arrest you in the name of the law.

I won't let you be happy!

I swear by God that

there's but one more person in the world
who knows about the secret door.

It is Michal Tímár of Levetinc.

He learned it from me
and died the next day.

If that secret was revealed to you now,
then Mihály Tímár is alive.

You can wait for his return.

So be happy if you can!

Be happy - with him!

See, father!
I've launched the Little Borbála.

Next time we write a letter to
Komárom we can send it by ship.

We won't send any more letters there.

And this small ship cannot get that far.

Did that shipmaster have
the same kind of ship?

Yes, he did.

And did he have such a ship no more when
he became the man of gold?

Then he didn't, my son.

And what did he have that was
made of gold? His heart?

No. His money.

Everybody admired and envied him.

He had everything but he was not happy.

What is happiness, father?

Look! Can you see?

There's a butterfly over there.

Run and catch it, my son!

THE END