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The Trial

A movie by G.W. Pabst Huebler-Kahla production company

Screenplay: Rudolf Brunngraber, Kurt Heuser and Emeric Roboz

Director of photography: Oskar Schnirch

Camera operator: Helmuth Fischer-Ashley

Set design: Werner Schlichting

Sound: Hans Riedl Alfred Norkus

Head of Production: I.W. Beyer

Stage manager: Herbert Sennewald Jakob Palle

Assistant directors: Georg M. Reuther, Hermann Lanske and Walter H. Meiners

Editing: A. Hšllering

Costumes: Hill Reihs-Gromes

Props Maquillage: Rudolf Ohlschmidt, August Wukits and Hilde Hnilitschka

Musical conduction and composition: Professor Alois Melichar

The Vienna Symphoniker,

with help from the great choir of the singers association of the

Society of Music Lovers Vienna.

The actors:

Production supervisor: J.A. HŸbler-Kahla

Director: Georg Wilhelm Pabst

Print: Austrian Newsreel and Filmproduction Comp.

Made at soundstages of the Vienna Film Am RosenhŸgel

All of the essential persons and incidents of the storyline are historical.

This film is dedicated to the great Hungarian protagonist for truth and justice.

Doctor Karoly Eštvšs

Esther!

Esther!

Esther!

My God, Esther!

Esther!

Again she dropped everything - these young girls!

Nothing is sacred to them, not even Easter.

Such a lazy hussy.

Why didn't you finish the foot?

Cause I haven't got any more paint...

What do you have anyway?

-Don't! -Esther?

-Oh, it's you, Julchen. -Batori is calling for you.

-Didn't you hear? -Yes, I did.

-Come quick or that beast'll beat you again! Does your foot still hurt?

That a cow could kick you that hard!

I can hardly walk.

Poor thing. It's because you can't rest.

Rest? Me? With Batori?

Esther!

-Jesus! There she calls again. -Wait, I'll help you carry.

-I'd rather never go back again!

I'd rather stay here by the willows.

Ah, there you are.

You chitchatted, didn't you?

Probably about me?

Such a lazy woman, such a spoiled one!

Wait, I will show you!

By all that is right and fair, Mrs Batori...

Away! Move! See that you get to your ...!

You dirty hussy!

And you, you are just the same: a hussy!

Won't you get moving?

Tell me, is that all you brought?

Quick, up you go!

You won't get breakfast! You won't get anything to eat

until you have cleaned it all! I will teach you, you hussy!

The Jews.

After a while it gets hot walking.

Well, it isn't every day that we have an audition and election of a kosher butcher.

Paul is not here - working the field.

Your husband musn't hide today. After Easter I'll come with the bill.

Good day!

-They are gone but will be back. -It is a drag.

What did you do this time?

My jug. You broke my best jug.

It wasn't intended. It wasn't my fault.

Wasn't your fault? It wasn't your fault?

You scrap! My best jug you smashed to smithereens!

I could kill you!

I beg your pardon! I am clumsy But my foot, I cannot stand.

If you can't stand, you can still walk.

Go to the village to buy blue paint at the grocer's.

Put the paint in here! Now go ahead!

And woe betide you...

if you aren't back before the bells ring for noon!

You will never see me again!

Mother

Please let me stay with you.

I can't go back to Batori.

Mother, don't you hear?

You're lucky to be with the rich peasant.

But I can't, Mother, I can't.

Why can't you?

I broke the mirror.

You broke the mirror?

But it's not my fault, Mother, really!

If you are poor, it's always your fault -

And we are poor.

Look. That's all I have for Easter.

Some gruel. How can I take you back?

But she will kill me when she realizes.

Don't talk like this.

A mirror is not the world and a day is not a life.

Life is not a honey pot.

But I don't want it to be that way.

How else should it be?

I don't know. Just different.

Beautiful.

Music...

Music!

Or I would rather be dead.

I say!

I know this. But it will go by as well.

I can't help you either.

Wonderful!

Congratulations! You will be elected for sure.

He shall sing at my funeral.

Forsooth, this was beautiful, I have to to say.

That's so true. Mr. Schwank, please share our meal today.

He sang very beautifully, that Schwank.

I doubt you could have found a better one.

It's a shame and a sin.

I don't understand a word.

Moritz wasn't at the service again.

Don't take it too hard, Scharf.

I don't understand how he can be so different from his father.

I am the temple servant.

But no one can say I neglected my duty.

God forbid, no one could.

Why does he punish me? My own flesh and blood,

disrespecting the teachings, even ridiculing his own mother?

She is only his stepmother. And he is still a child...

Moritz!

Don't make me crazy!

But I want to know how you schechitahed the chicken.

You are stupid, Samu.

I didn't butcher it, but the shochet has.

He cut its throat, and I held the bowl for the blood.

Look, the matzah.

Moritz, what are you doing?

I cut out Budapest.

Cutting? Is it allowed on Sabbath? Isn't that work?

Cooking, isn't that work too?

I did cook yesterday

Moritz!

You shall not argue with your mother.

The egg should not try to be smarter than the hen.

Is this in the Scripture?

Don't think you know, just because you read those books.

You don't know anything. - I know a lot!

More than you!

I hear the egg gaggle...

I do know that the Creation wasn't done in 7 days,

but millions of years!

And I ask you:

What is a day? What is a million years?

In view of the Creator of heaven and earth.

Who created even you and your wrath,

you sinful lad...

Don't fight on Sabbath. - Don't fight at all...

Take a seat, Wollner. A guest brings peace.

Is it allowed?

But who will take away the candelabrum?

- Me - Moritz!

It's Sabbath.

But that can't be such great a sin!

For 3000 years it has been Moses's law

that a Jew mustn't work on the Sabbath.

He shouldn't even light a candle.

If he had known matches, like Wollner sells them,

then he would have allowed it.

Ridicule is as light as husk.

But woe betide if a storm comes up.

Then you won't know what hit you.

Then you will be helpless and empty-handed.

But what are you talking about?

There is no storm coming up!

Because there are 10 bushels of harm in this world,

and not one bushel of luck.

And because there hasn't been a storm for a long time

But as long as the world exists,

the floods will come, and the quakes,

and the flames.

As the meaning of life is:

that the man be tried.

Oh those prophets...

Tried by suffering.

Again and again,

until he will be refined as gold.

But I don't want to suffer!

Doesn't want to suffer... What else do you want?

I want what they all want!

I want to go to the city, to Budapest.

I want to be happy and rich!

Rich [..?] little Rothschild

Moritz my son, I beg you!

Don't apostate from teachings and belief!

Your faith is strict, old, and dark! You can't even make light on Sabbath?

I don't want to have anything to do with it!

I break away!

Moritz, what are you doing?

I have broken away.

My son!

And who will take away the candelabrum now?

There is for sure a Christ around.

Do come in!

Just some steps to the cupboard over there.

Estherka!

Would you like some milk?

Thank you, Mrs Scharf.

You are hungry, dear.

Batori doesn't keep you well, hm?

What is it?

I have to go.

She has called me.

Who has called you?

I didn't hear anything.

Me neither.

There.

Another time.

My child, that's the bells.

Nein.

I am worried about the girl.

She is so frail.

Solymosi!

Where is Esther?

Haven't you seen Esther?

What's the matter?

She passed by in the forenoon, but I haven't seen her since.

And where is she now?

I sent her for paint.

She was supposed to be back at noon.

And she has broken my mirror.

Mrs. Batori, I know.

And if she has harmed herself, it is your fault.

Harm herself! Why should she harm herself?

We have to look for her.

And you come with me!

Have you seen my Esther?

Esther? I have seen her.

She was walking down to the Tisza.

When was this? Early?

No. The noon bells were ringing.

To the Tisza...

At the Tisza at noon? That cannot be!

Why not?

Because I saw her going into Scharf's house.

She was called in. - That must have been earlier!

No, the bells were ringing.

I'll go see the temple servant.

And I'll go to the Tisza.

Something bad has happened; I feel it in my limbs.

You will never see me again!

Yes, she was with us at noon.

She moved the candelabrum for us.

And I gave her milk.

Esther was very tired.

And she was limping too.

Maybe she sat down on the way

and fell asleep.

But night has fallen already.

She would have woken up by now.

I understand you are worried.

But things like this happen.

In [..?], when I was a Boy, a girl was missing.

And do you know what they said?

They said: The Jews have killed her

And do you know what it really was?

The girl had slept all afternoon on a meadow,

'till nightfall.

Why is there light in the synagogue?

65 Kreutzer for the schnapps is a decent price.

But it is a smear competition if you price it at 60.

Oh it's all in the sales volume!

Ester? She was walking down to the Tisza.

They said: The Jews have killed her

The Jews have killed my child

Right!

I can read.

But I am not a chapman.

The baron will set his dogs on you.

I don't fear the dogs, nor Baron Onody.

Money.

Money, I don't have any. I am sorry.

Onody, I plea to your countenance.

To my heart indeed?

You can't leave me in the lurch.

It's shameful to incur gambling debts as a prosecutor.

Those paltry 2000 can't be so hard to swell.

Heaven sends you a guardian angel.

He is circumcised but solvent.

Janosch! Lichtmann shall come up.

Onody, you are better than your reputation.

You don't always set your dogs on them.

Just because of you, my dear.

My admiration, Mr. Baron. My admiration, Mr. Prosecutor.

Lichtmann, I have a deal for you.

This gentleman needs 2000 gulden instantly.

Excuse me, I came here concerning the irrigation. My sunflowers...

This is not about sunflowers, but about 2000 gulden.

But I came here to talk about sunflowers.

My plants decay...

Do you credit my friend or not?

I am no lender, but we can come to an arrangement.

The stream can be deviated easily

with no need to go to court.

At the district court they will simply throw you out.

Onody, I beg you.

Do not worry, Mr. Prosecutor,

Mr. Baron has not yet acknowledged the 19th century.

Nowadays the Jew's rights are granted, too

You see? Let him up the stairs, and he will cheek you.

Mr. Baron, do I ask you a favour or is it the other way round?

The only favour that I ask you is:

Get out of my house at once!

Or shall I throw you down the stairs? - Onody, be reasonable!

To hell with reason, I know how to treat this kind

Strange manners... - Get out!

What a pity. I would have loved to help you out.

He won't return, I am afraid

He'd better not, or my dogs will have him.

But what will be now?

I say! It will be alright.

Poor you! They upset you?

Breakfast, dearest!

And be content!

You are right, my dovey.

Why bother about that riff-raff?

Now, rascal, have a schnapps!

You look bad. Lousy.

Cheers, let's wash down the anger.

Here's to you!

Don't stand around; get out!

Mr. Baron, there is a terrible excitement in the village.

Has the bull of Fegedes calved?

Esther Solymosi has disappeared.

The Jews have killed her!

What?

What are you saying? The jews?

Right, the Jews!

That's outrageous!

But I saw that coming.

They dragged her to the temple and cut her throat.

I just waited for this to happen.

A ritual murder.

Here in Tiszaeszl‡r.. In my village!

Onody, nothing is proven! - Don't get upset, dear!

Schnapps!

Call Janosch! The coach!

That's gossip! Have you lost your minds?

You know our Jews! They would never harm a fly!

Maybe it weren't our Jews. Maybe it was foreign Jews!

Punch him in the face!

Don't make us all miserable.

Give me my Esterka; please do help me!

What shall I do?

Search the temple for blood stains!

But what has gotten into you?

Why are you sure that she's dead?

Maybe she ran away. A young girl, springtime...

No, Judge Farkas, she is dead.

The Jews killed my child!

How would you know? - I saw it in a dream

I can't act upon a dream.

And Scharf? - What about Scharf?

He divulged it!

And asseverated that no Jew ever killed a Christian child.

But why should they do that anyhow?

You don't know that? And you want to be our judge?

Jews bake matzah with innocent Christians' blood.

That's religious law!

The matzah was finished by yesterday morning!

Those are Jews as well!

Don't you know me? - That's Herman, our rafter.

And you are still a Jew!

Right, but not a murderer!

What's going on here?

Today I'm gay and thrilled.

If I were a straw I'd burn with joy.

As I like this world so much today.

I will buy it, though I'm penniless.

Take your fiddle and play like a gypsy.

Play funnier than ever the song we want to hear.

As long as you can, be glad.

Tomorrow it will be too late.

Rejoice today while luck is still with you!

Who knows what tomorrow will bring...

What today brings us will perish tomorrow.

Every joy, every pain vanishes with time.

Round and about,

so it goes in life.

What's mine will soon be yours.

This will never change.

Come join in while it's still there

Tomorrow it will be too late.

Come join in while you're still glad.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

Woscher! Sit down, eat, drink!

Solymosi went to Farkas and accused us

of having butchered Esther.

Don't be afraid! Nobody will believe this.

Julchen, you have been with us for years.

Can you believe we Jews did so?

No, how could I?

As I am a good Christian - As Esther was my best friend -

No, that cannot be.

Then why did they get together from all villages?

Because it's their Easter, you goose!

And because they elected a new shochet.

To slaughter animals, not humans!

There was light all night through!

Gossip! That's nothing but wish-wash!

Farkas, it seems that's out of your depth.

This case ought to be dealt with at the district court.

And they really found you not guilty?

For the 15th time in my career.

My soul is as clean as a shirt.

What was the case about?

The usual: Abuse of authority, Brutality

Cheers, chief! Cheers, Onody!

Fornis, I have to talk to you.

Something incredible happened in Tiszaeszl‡r.

Gentlemen, why don't you sit down?

Who is the current examining magistrate?

But what's the matter? - Murder.

On your estate? - In the village. But no common murder.

A ritual murder!

My dear Onody, that doesn't exist.

That doesn't exist, I know, you smart-alecks.

But this time I will prove it to you.

What do you think, Both? - I don't believe it either

Now what about the examining magistrate?

Bad luck, my dear:

One is sick, the other on vacation.

So, the Hungarian justice refuses to help me?

I simply don't want to make a fool of myself.

I warn you: I will appeal to the parliament.

That you are refusing to open a procedure against the Jews.

Ah, I see! You want to boost your party

with this anti-Semitic drive.

Besides this is not a denial, but we simply have no staff.

Mr. President, Bary could do the investigation.

Bary? What about this novice?

The guy is 21 years old.

I mean pro forma, so that the MP doesn't think...

Well then, Egressy, then do get me this Bary.

And now, gentlemen, would you tell me the facts of the case.

Intolerable! How dare you.

But the others do the same...

First achieve something, young man.

Go meet the president in the casino, immediately!

Have I done wrong again?

Nonsense. Come now, I'll tell you on the way.

You don't believe it? Even the Jews themselves say it.

Jahwe took the temple from us.

But he left us something for our souls:

The spilling of the goys' blood on a dry stone.

May I ask,

where this interesting quote can be found?

In the treatises of Agobardus.

You mean Angobardus, from Lyon?

Agobardus or Anglubardus... That's what it says anyhow.

Thank you,

I got the point already. - What does that mean?

This Angobardus lived in the 13th century, I remember now.

It is a testimony from a case in 1247,

deep in the middle ages. Please excuse the interruption.

What does that Eštvšs want in Ny’regyh‡za?

May he stay in Budapest, where he belongs.

That permissivist!

Come, my dear, we don't bite. Sit down!

I have a task for you.

What an honor, Mr. President.

A girl has disappeared in Tisza Eslar.

Girl disappeared...

You will lead the investigation.

I will do everything...

Please note that the case is complicated.

Therefore I request your highest accuracy.

Mr. President can utterly rely on me.

Don't worry, I will assist him.

You can come along in my car. - Oh, thank you.

One at a time!

- Silence! - At first, he said "girl"!

No, chicken!

He said "girl" to me.

Clearly he said "girl".

Sit down!

Your career is about to start, young man.

What is this hurly-burly?

Who is this boy?

That is Samu, son of the temple servant.

The women claim he said a girl was butchered.

- No, I said chicken! - He is lying!

It's me who is doing the interrogation.

Who are those two in fact?

That's Moritz Scharf, the brother of Samu.

That's the shochet, Salomon Franz.

What do you have to state your defense?

What should I state to this nonsense?

Behave, Jew!

Me, having slaughtered a girl?

This is my hand. It is clean.

And what do you say of your brother's accusations?

Ah, your conscience is bugging you.

Do confess that you killed Esther!

We butchered a chicken, but on Friday

Samu said nothing else.

Even when the women gave him sugar to say it was a girl.

He's lying. Murderer!

Samu did confess! - No!

You be quiet Batori! It's all your fault anyhow!

My fault? What should that mean?

Are you saying that I killed...

Don't believe him. Farkas is a drunken pig.

Me, drunk?

On duty I am never drunk, but you are drunk -

Drunk with hatred!

Silence! Take the women out!

Stop. You two will be on remand.

- Mr. Judge, this is no justice. - You be quiet, you criminal!

It is no justice. - Enchain them!

The shivering boy, he is the weak spot.

Good! We will isolate him.

File a transfer order to Ny’regyh‡za

- May I propose something? - Please.

Let's bring Moritz to Reski first, into the "glass house".

Glass house?

And then you will come at midnight to finish the interview.

Haul him off.

Moritz! Let me to my son!

He is still a child! Why is he enchained?

Father, so help me!

Schwarz and Moritz - they are but the first.

But they will come upon all of us.

Well? How was it with the girl?

- It was Esther Solymosi after all? - Who put the light on the table? Yes.

Write that!

Who was with you in the apartment?

My father, my mother, Samu, and Wollnert.

Who is Wollnert?

A wandering beggar. I mean... We call that "man of the air".

- And that "airman" called Esther in? - Yes

Interesting. Is he still in Tiszaeszl‡r?

- No. - When did he leave?

On Sunday, after lunch at Lichtmann's.

Write: Lichtmann.

- What happened then with Esther? - Nothing, she left!

What "nothing"? What "she left"?

She disappeared! She is dead! She is murdered!

I know nothing, Mr. Commissioner, really!

You are lying!

Be careful, Moritz...

Or you will fare badly.

But I can't say anything else.

You had better say who brought Esther to the synagogue.

Better for you, for your family... Was it your father?

Then who?

It's all written in here.

Historic documents, you should read this, Bary.

"The Protocols of the Elders of Zion."

Here: Aglobardus.

I mean: Angobardus.

- Do you happen to know Eštvšs? - The deputy?

- Do you know what I would like? - No

I would like to duel with him.

But he is supposed to be a very good fencer.

But I am a very good shooter.

Ah I see, you prefer pistols.

He'd better not insult me, that … that barrister.

Ah, the insulted chooses the weapon – very well, Mr. Baron.

Here: proof, nothing but proof.

Can you imagine, my dear Bary, that such humans exist?

Pardon, what humans?

Those like Eštvšs who don't see that the Jews are devils.

Historic documents...

But today we will deliver the proof for our times!

Bravo, Bary, you are my man.

You can count on me, Mr. Baron.

Now I go for the interrogation.

Good. My coach is at your disposal.

I hope Peczely has worn him down.

...worn him down...

I can't go on any longer.

You can't? Now it's just starting to get good. We have time...

The interrogation will go on until you have confessed.

But what is there to confess?

Just tell us the names... Was Schwarz with them?

Schwarz was at the service. He was singing.

- Schwarz. Very good. - Who else?

Fuchsbaum, I think. And Taub and Junger.

I don't know all the names. There were so many from elsewhere.

Never mind. We will find the names.

You saw how they dragged her into the Synagogue?

Why no? You have confessed that already.

- Reszky, he did confess it, no? - Of course, it's here!

There is the replacement - but not for you, Moritz...

Good evening, Gentlemen.

Or should I say "Good Morning".

How is it?

So-so. He is slow off the mark.

- Moritz, don't sleep. - Father, father...

He can't help you know. You could help him.

What do you mean by that?

Moritz, you just have to recall it exactly, and then you'll be free.

- Recall what? - The names! I'll worry about the rest.

And if I say them I can go home - to my father?

Well, my son, will you speak?

Please, tell me what to say.

Reski, wake up. Don't sleep, write!

Could you take off the chains? They pinch so badly.

Will you then sign everything?

After having denied the whole night stubbornly,

I, Moritz Scharf, confessed,

son of the temple servant, Scharf,

from Tiszaeszl‡r,

to have in person seen and witnessed the following:

With this you can flatten someone until the sun shines through him.

Esther was lying on the ground, the foreign shochets were holding her.

And Schwarz cut her throat.

Wollner held a bowl under her

in which he collected the blood. - Right, Moritz?

Was he present or not?

He watched it through the keyhole of the synagogue.

- Right, Moritz? Through the keyhole. - Through the keyhole.

Through the keyhole.

Revised...

signed...

and stamped.

Now you, Moritz. - Don't be afraid.

And it won't harm my father?

How should it harm him; he wasn't there.

And you will bring me home?

Don't keep on asking; we don't have time to lose.

That is the trombone of doom for the Jews. - Captain Vay!

What will we do with him. Do you really want to let him go?

My key witness? I'd be a fool!

Didn't you promise him?

Did I say a date? - But what to do with him until then?

Take him out!

Onto my coach. Treat him well.

I suggest we bring him to your residence.

Your Ilona might want to take care of him.

You understand?

And you will ride immediately to Tiszaeszl‡r

And you will arrest the whole of the Jewish community.

They are guilty of ritual murder.

Where is your captain?

Captain, this can't be. Those are my Jews after all.

Those are good people! I do know them!

Court order.

Why do they hate us so much?

Scharf was standing here

when he said they killed Christian children.

Those who bark do bite.

Mother, mother!

What will they do with us? What will happen to Samu?

Leave him with me. Tomorrow you will be back.

- You do think so? - Yes

Stay. Mrs. Lenguil is a good woman.

God's reward will be yours.

Mother, I want to stay with you.

What a shame! She takes the spawn into her house.

We should drive them out. - Like bugs!

And you want to be Christians? Shame on you!

Out, out!

Let me at home! What did we do to you?

You butchered my Esther! - That's not true!

Folks, for God's sake, be reasonable! Don't be mad!

Did you forget they killed Esther?

That is not proven.

Of course it's proven, or why were they arrested?

Would they be enchained?

That suits you, now that your debt is due.

They have the money because they are rooks!

In there she was murdered!

This is no house of prayer, it's a slaughterhouse!

A house of blood!

Burn it!

Never again shall they murder a Christian child!

Burn it! So burn it!

Are you mad? Come to your senses!

Have you lost your mind?

They are our misfortune!

They are all killers!

Ritual murder in Tiszaeszl‡r

Christian girl slaughtered by Jews!

Sacrifice death of Esther Solymosi!

Magistrate Bary strikes against the Jewish world enemy!

Hungary awake!

Hungary awake! Hungary awake!

Right, you made it.

The heart of the nation is on fire, Hungary awakes,

but its consiousness drops off.

As I hear some critique in the words of the prosecutor,

may I ask the prosecutor for further explication?

You may, Mr. Bary

I do namely consider your painstakingly researched material

does not suffice to bring in an action.

- Are you mad? - And the confession of Moritz Scharf?

It's rubbish.

- Rubbish, Mr. Both? - What do you mean?

Even you as a magistrate, Mr. Bary,

should realize that it is juristically unsustainable.

- That's a scandal! - Yes it is a scandal.

It's a scandal that the accused Moritz Scharf

turns into the witness Moritz Scharf.

It's a scandal that the witness Moritz Scharf

is held in protective custody.

- It's a scandal that... - Enough!

Now I want to talk to you. Please leave us alone, Bary.

As you wish, Mr. Baron.

Before I leave, let me tell Mr. Prosecutor

that his obviously "inspired" notions render him isolated.

- What shall this mean? - Oh nothing, nothing.

Just that prosecutor Egressy is ready to bring in an action.

I take my leave.

Right my dear, that's how it is, you are alone.

We have Egressy on our side...

I won't give way to Egressy!

And in Budapest senior prosecutor Koszmar.

- Koszmar? - Awkward, no?

Koszmar should find a prosecutor very interesting,

who rejects a case just because he took Jewish money.

- That's not true! - So. And how did you pay your debts?

I borrowed the money. Elsewhere.

But an audit would be awkward for you, no?

Do you want to destroy me, Onody?

I don't understand you.

The protocol of Moritz Scharf's testimony is signed,

attested and sealed - You just bring in an action,

and it will all be fine.

Hungary awake!

It is just more proof of the power of the Jewry

that the prosecutor of Ny’regyh‡za

did not bring the ritual murder...

...the ritual murder of Tiszaeszl‡r to trial.

Your laughter is nothing but proof

that Jewish bribe money is flowing through these benches...

You won't be laughing long, Gentlemen.

Today it was only a maid who was butchered Ð a miserable creature.

But tomorrow our Nation will bleed to death under the shochet's knife.

If nobody else dares, we will tell the truth to the world

about our true enemy, whose secret goal is to annihilate our precious race.

This is why we,

The Nationals, demand the trial,

the trial,

against the murderers of Tiszaeszl‡r,

in which the whole Jewry will be tried.

Trial of life and death!

I give the floor to deputy Eštvšs

Baron Onody ignores that there was a murder.

And if so, he ignores who has murdered.

But he reheats medieval myths about ritual murder

that have been refuted thousands of times.

May Heaven save Hungary from a trial

that would prove nothing but the insularity

and the corruption of certain parts of our society.

May Heaven protect us from that disgrace.

Should it nevertheless get down to that process,

then it will be us who tell the truth to the world.

Be warned, Mr. Onody,

I will take an interest in that case.

I can't. I can't, I can't.

I don't know what you are upset about.

If Kossmer decides in favour of the trial

your conscience will be free.

Conscience, Egressy, what do you know about conscience?

After all, Kossmer is your superior, even if you are theoretically independent.

Be honest: If I resigned from office,

would you, as my successor, bring in an action?

You want to resign from office?

Go away, you are repugnant. All of you are repugnant to me.

You are insulting me, Both.

Do go away. Can't you see that I want to be alone?

A client, that late?

He is urgently asking to be received. Dr. Heumann from Ny’regyh‡za.

- Dr. Heumann? He is always welcome. - A lady is with him.

A woman in fact. An ordinary lady, so to say...

Please excuse my late visit...

Injustice knows no office hours, Mr. Heumann,

so justice shall not know them either.

This is Mrs Lichtmann, whose husband...

I know, I know. Please, Mrs Lichtmann,

you must be tired. Have a rest.

Did you take on the case?

I had to take it, but you know how it is:

I am a lawyer in a small town and I am a Jew.

This makes my position weak.

In a word: you are terrorized.

They smashed his windows.

His children are threatened and chased out of the school.

The baker refuses to sell bread to his wife.

It's so far already?

Egressy succeeded Both and brought in an action.

And juridically speaking?

Bad for the Jews.

The prosecution uses Moritz Scharf's stupefying testimony.

That's why we are here to ask for your help.

And where is this Moritz Scharf? Is he free?

He is in so-called protective custody.

In the residence of Commissionar Peczely.

Moritz! Why don't you say anything?

Moritz, are you sad? Don't you like it here?

I do like it, I do.

What's on your mind then?

You can tell me anything. Or don't you trust me?

I do, Ilona.

Haven't we given you cake and wine?

Haven't we dressed you like a young gentleman?

Did we ever treat you

like a Jew boy from Tiszaeszl‡r?

So why are you sad?

Laugh a bit!

I cannot laugh, Ilona. - Why not?

'Cause I'm afraid.

Afraid of whom? Of me?

Silly boy. Don't be afraid.

You are safe with us. That's why you are here.

Do I have to stay here long?

Just until the trial is over.

Simply do what father says and nothing will happen to you.

After the trial, all Jews will be hanged,

and you can go home with no concerns.

I am Doctor Eštvšs from Budapest.

You are familiar with Mr. Heumann, Mr. Commissioner.

I hope our visit doesn't incommode you.

What is your desire?

Just a small conversation with your nursling, Moritz.

He is here, isn't he?

Moritz is in protective custody. Nobody may talk to him.

Not just anybody, that's clear.

But here is an order of senior prosecutor Koszmar.

I am sorry, Mr. Peczely, but you won't find any mistake.

But it doesn't mention Dr. Heumann.

I will wait here.

Well then...

There is a visitor. Don't be a disgrace to us.

Good day Moritz, young lady...

Your daughter? - Yes

Delightful. - Good day. Should I leave?

Oh no, on the contrary, please stay.

My visit is of private nature. I come from Budapest.

Moritz, he comes from Budapest just to see you.

That's how famous you are.

Budapest? - Have you ever been there?

No.

Would you like to go there?

Yes.

Is your protŽgŽ always so shy, young lady?

I prefer shy men to daring ones.

You won't believe it, but in the core I am shy, too.

How old are you, my son?

Why don't you answer, Moritz?

Moritz isn't used to questioning, that's it!

Not used to questioning?

Interesting. I should remember this.

Now do say how old you are, dupe!

Thank you, I know enough. Goodbye Moritz, young lady...

So long, Mr. Commissioner!

I will take on the advocacy in this trial.

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The great opportunity to depose Tisza has finally come!

Hungary will be free, an independant state.

The less I understand why, in that very moment,

you want to give up your party leadership, minister.

That's because Eštvšs is the right man

to unite the different factions of the opposition.

And Onody?

This Onody...

We need this Liberal Party; they are small but crucial.

I have to admit,

the way your son-in-law polished off this ...bulldog recently

makes me doubt that he will go for any compromises.

We shouldn't overestimate such incidents, your Excellency.

In politics it's all about the final aim.

And compared with our national aim to free Habsburg,

these Jews of Tiszaeszl‡r are but a bagatelle.

Does your son-in-law think so, too?

Minister, Professor, have you heard already?

No, you haven't.

Eštvšs has taken on the advocacy of the Jews.

What? That's impossible.

Here. Read it for yourself.

He can't do that to us.

That's the end of the block against Tisza.

The whole city is in commotion.

Mother lets me tell you dinner is served.

Is Karol not here yet?

Dad, it's nothing grave, is it?

Julia, did you know this?

No... I haven't seen Karol for days.

He went to Ny’regyh‡za...

Julia, please use all your influence.

You have to stop him from this madness.

- But I ... - Gentlemen, the soup is waiting.

But Julia, what's the matter?

- I am afraid - Afraid of what?

You stayed away so long.

Pardon me. My car was blocked.

- But... - Let it be. They don't know better.

- Where is your dad? - At dinner already.

As you know, he is fanatical about punctuality.

And he is very right if he is as hungry as I am.

Karol...

What are they shouting?

Hungary awake!

Despite this you want to take on the advocacy?

I don't want to, I have to.

Why do you have to?

Just because they are Jews?

No, because I am a Christian

Are you aware that you are sacrificing me?

- What does that mean? - Father is very upset.

He won't agree to our marriage if you advocate for the Jews.

Those Jews are accused of an absurd deed.

Men and women are arrested and tantalized.

Aren't we complicit if we watch this idly?

They are God's creatures like we are.

Maybe you are right, but...

but isn't Hungary's independance more important?

An independance based on injustice turns into a lie.

If you love me, you won't advocate for the Jews.

If they are innocent, they will be discharged anyhow.

Dr. Eštvšs!

The issues of a nation cannot be solved without recklessness.

In our case you should say: not without barbarism.

Tiszaeszl‡r has become a European case. We have the choice...

...to act like Kossuth or to betray Hungary!

Do you want to join the bestiality of the streets

or stay on the height of European civilization?

Karol, I request you to return this advocacy.

I cannot.

Neither as man, nor as Hungarian.

Then here our ways divide, which I regret deeply. Come...

Karol, what shall become of us two?

This is up to you, Julia. I don't have a choice.

- What is floating there? - A bunch of clothes.

Does it fit neatly here?

Of course, Mr. Bary.

That's chic! That's posh! That's Paris!

What do you say, Gentlemen?

Right, Bary makes a good figure...

Not that I would be vain, but for the anti-Semitic movement...

you grew a beard...!

I ask you not to laugh about me, Egressy.

The whole world's press will come to Ny’regyh‡za,

so I have to represent.

I fear, Eštvšs will pluck your handsome beard again...

I will smash Eštvšs!

But Mr. Bary, you are ruining everything!

This Eštvšs you can leave to me...

Mr. Bary! They dragged out a corpse downriver.

The judge recognized her as Esther Solymosi.

Does she have cuts?

No, she doesn't.

Then it is not Esther.

- The counceler of Bakavar. - Prof. Rohling

From abroad you are, gentlemen?

Sit down inside, please.

A glass of wine... where is the bottle?

I am very grateful, Madam, but I am anti-alcoholic.

I am no anti-alcoholic... just anti-Semite!

May God take care of that.

Thank you.

- Dear Madam, we have come to... - One moment!

I would first like to incorporate this delicious drink. Cheers!

To your health.

A good wine! It goes right in the blood.

Is it a sort of Tokaji?

It's from the pastor.

Everyone was so nice to me since my daughter... the Jews...

- That's hair-raising! - That is exactly why we are here.

- The anti-Jewish congress in Dresden... - Where is that?

In Germany, of course.

The anti-Jewish congress has made a collection for you.

A collection?

A collection.

Firstly to console you a bit about the loss of your daugher.

Secondly for the solidarity of the aryan race against the Jewish enemy

- enemy of the world - Sorry, of course: enemy of the world.

- The collection has brought... - has brought 18.000 Marks.

18.000 Marks?

Mrs. Solymosi!

You have to come to the Tisza!

How dare you, Farkas, I have visitors!

I beg your pardon, Sirs, but Esther...

has been found! - Esther?

Yes, at the Tisza, below the ferry,

she has been washed ashore.

My poor Estherka...

Why at the Tisza? The Jews killed her in their temple.

No, no harm has been done to Esther.

She drowned.

- She drowned? - Yes. Come with me!

... that she did this to herself!

- It's Esther! - God hasn't abandonded us.

How do you know that it's Esther?

Whom else should it be?

Matei knew her!

Julca has said it, too.

Her mother and her employer.

This can't be Esther.

Mrs Solymosi,

come closer. Is this your daughter?

This is not my child. Never is this...

Well, Bartory, now it's your turn. You must!

No, I can't look at it, let me go!

Bring the hussy!

No. No, that's not our pigeon...

Is there someone else from Tiszaeszl‡r?

Of course it is not Esther.

Well then, that's sufficient.

Mr. Inquisitor, there is still Julca, Esther's best friend.

What does that mean, best friend?

You claim to know more than the mother?

But it is Esther, I recognize her.

How? How? Be careful...

the whole world knows that Esther was killed by the Jews.

How should she have gotten into the water?

But I recognize her clothes!

Clothes, clothes.

How many blue jackets are there in Hungary?

There is the bag on her wrist with the paint.

And on the foot she had a scar.

What scar?

There is the scar!

Julce is right, Mr. Inquisitor, I recognize her myself.

It is Esther, begad!

He is right, it is her!

Back with the Jews!

Sadly, sadly, it's not my child!

You want to be a judge? You don't want Esther to be found!

I know you. Where did I see you?

In Tiszaeszl‡r, when you dragged away Moritz.

Ah, right, now I remember!

You're a Jew, aren't you?

Yes, and a raftsman. My name is Herschko.

Do you know what you wanted, Herschko?

You wanted to bag the 5000 Guilder reward.

What do you need a spade for, as raftsmen?

You dug out a corpse and put her into Esther's clothes.

I bought the spade because I have a garden at home.

Put them in chains.

But I have known Esther since she was born!

And I swear to you as human being...

Where shall we put him?

Into the glass house. And you will do the protocol.

Just today is the great prom in Ny’regyh‡za.

Ah, you are right. I have to go there, too!

What have we done?

You still don't know that?

Corpse trade in coincidence with murder, Jew!

Corpse trade? How do you want to prove this?

We will miss the whole Cs‡rd‡s.

Pah, today the Cs‡rd‡s is here.

You will see someone dance in a second.

Will you confess or not?

Nothing to confess...

Herschko, there are only two questions:

Who gave you the clothes and whom did you dig out?

Nobody! Nowhere!

Look at the spade. It's new!

Did you clean and rub it until it was shiny?

Do try that yourself!

Right Jew, I will, but not with the spade. With you.

The fun starts now, Herschko.

The bravest man of Hungary! - Not Hungary, Europe!

I don't understand, I am magistrate Bary.

We are from the press.

And?

We want to talk to Moritz.

That's impossible. It would influence a witness.

Which one is Moritz?

Over there!

Handsome rascal...

- Ilona... - Look, silly boy, how they dance.

Isn't it wonderful? The world should always be like that.

That is something quite different from Tiszaeszl‡r

Mr. President, Ny’regyh‡za seems quite an amusing place.

Usually it isn't, Senior Prosecutor,

but great events cast their clouds in advance.

- Peczely. - Mr. President.

What's the matter with Moritz?

He must be freed by request of advocate Eštvšs.

But Mr. President, he is free to do as he please.

Then why isn't he going home?

He is needed here as a witness tomorrow...

And he is our guest.

Mr. Peczely, we have to avoid any semblance.

The whole world is looking at us.

All alone?

Tell me something, would you?

Why don't you look at me, Moritz? Are you in love with Ilona?

Are you jealous?

If I just knew what you are thinking about.

I'm sure you can't forget those images burned into your soul.

Was it horrifying, Moritz?

Was it gruesome?

Wasn't it gruesome, Moritz? Why don't you answer the lady?

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Didn't she ask you how it was?

So? How was it?

And when I looked through the keyhole...

When I looked through the keyhole,

Esther was on the floor, the butchers on top of her and Schwartz cut her throat.

Wollner held a bowl in which he caught her blood.

Blood...

Well, he fairly fucked up your Cs‡rd‡s

I have never seen such a stubbornness before. Come on...

Never mind. Ask the others.

Is this guy ripe for his confession? Cut him loose.

I will say everything. Everything you want.

You have to become my wife, Ilona!

Me? You are a child.

If I ever get married, then only to a Hussar officer.

Cs‡rd‡s is like pepper in your veins.

Oh my most gracious Madam...

To the spearhead of a great movement!

What's the matter now?

Such an affront!

The files, the studies... The material is complex and snarly.

I don't think so, Mr. Prosecutor. The facts are simple and clear.

But Gentlemen, we are here to enjoy ourselves.

Just have a look at the young vice notary, how gay he is.

Ah, Mr. Vice Notary,

I am supposed to deliver a message to you

To me? You?

- Of a certain Julca - I don't know any Julca

Don't deny her, it's obvious that you're a ladies' man...

Maybe he really doesn't know her. She's a farm girl from Tiszaeszl‡r.

What's that to me?

This Julca would like to know where raftsman Matei has gone...

and so would I.

Me, how should I know where....

- I don't understand. - Mr. Vice Notary does understand...

I hope you haven't been overhasty again, Bary.

You have been in Tiszaeszl‡r, Mr. ... - I'm just back.

So, how did you like my village?

Very interesting. Especially the synagogue.

It's a pity it burned down. It must have been beautiful.

It looked most beautiful in flames.

I hope this fire will not burn you and your house, too.

- Gentlemen... - No worries, Mr. President.

Dr. Eštvšs feels too superiour to us.

As an apostle of philanthropy and compassion.

Gentlemen, I may take my leave.

Would you kindly give way?

That would well suit you to avoid the danger.

Coward!

May I offer myself as fugleman?

Thank you, I won't need your service.

And if I forced you to duel?

I am used to fight with less primitive weapons.

No, Mr. Baron, you won't get me in front of your pistol.

A higher force than the human will decide upon us.

I fight for nothing but justice and the glory of my people.

The trial is opened.

Before giving the word to the prosecution,

I declare to the world public:

The court does not at all take a ritual murder as given.

Rather, it will clarify the suspicion,

and shine a light on the political and human aspects impartially.

Only this is why it accepted the case.

Which means: The court is taking sides!

You are neither on stage nor in a theatre.

You should know that I will defend the honor of the court by all means.

Senior Prosecutor.

High Court.

It is truly hard to believe that in our century, in our country,

idolatry and human sacrifice could still exist.

However:

The magistrate provided us with overwhelming material.

There is also the highly incriminating witness report of Moritz Scharf,

son of the accused Joseph Scharf.

There are even several confessions,

like that of raftsman Matei, who said he was bribed by culprit Herschko

to declare an anonymous female corpse to be that of Esther Solymosi.

- Lie! - These and other facts

made it the duty of the prosecution

to investigate the dreadful events in the glaring light of the public.

But also to investigate the rumour that accuses not only the culprits here,

but a whole sort of people of dissociating and intending crimes.

That's it!

If that is the case, it is up to the court to decide.

Your parliamentary immunity will not prevent me

from evicting a disquieter from the hall.

Did you hear that? Me he wants to evict...

The first question for us is:

When and how did Esther Solymozi disappear?

Has she been murdered at all? And is the dead person in the Tisza

identical with her or not?

No.

- Look, the mother! - Witness Maria Solymozi,

you should only speak when being asked.

Further I declare that you will have to swear to all you said.

Yes.

Who passed you the message on that your child was murdered by Jews?

God told me in my dreams.

Honor to your faith, Mrs Solymozi,

but you must know that for the court neither dreams nor suspicions count,

just facts, proven facts.

Will I not even here find justice?

You Jews, give me back my child!

It is written in the book of laws:

Thou shalt not eat any blood.

Not the brute's, nor the bird's.

The soul who does eat blood, shall be extinguished by its people.

But this is not only said about animals' blood, but all blood.

Our hands are free of blood.

As certain as we harmed that girl, as certain should our blood be spilled.

Pharisee! Liar!

Silence! Or I will clear the hall!

I am sorry for this interruption.

Let us continue with the interrogation of the witness.

Do you have, besides that dream,

any matter of fact to tell that would prove the murder?

Women of the village told me.

What women?

Miyai, Fathaki,

and some others.

But no one of those saw it with her own eyes?

The small Samu Scharf has told them.

He is a five year-old child.

But Moritz is 14 and he saw it with his own eyes.

That, Moritz himself will tell us. Any questions to the witness?

Yes.

Did your daughter have a reason to kill herself?

Never! There's no way my daughter drowned herself in the Tisza!

How, Mrs Solymozi, do you know that so certainly?

My daughter was pious and god-fearing!

Isn't it true that Mrs Bartory, her employer, treated her badly?

Well, as employers are, she has been strict, but...

Strict? She abused the poor thing.

She maltreated her all the time; everybody knows that.

I request the interrogation of witness Bartory.

So the corpse which the raftsmen found wasn't your daughter?

It wasn't Esther, never!

I demand the interrogation of the witness Julca Varmosi.

... that two men visited to you offer you money

by the Anti-Jewish Congress?

Are you accusing me of denying my child for money?

I leave any conclusion up to the court.

Don't believe her! With all that is holy, it was Esther!

No! It was a foreign corpse in Esther's clothes!

And what about the scar, Mrs. Solymosi?

Mrs. Bartory, you didn't recognize Esther either?

- I don't remember... - But you said...

- Well I said that... - Stop! You are under oath!

I... did not... watch her carefully.

And why not?

I couldn't.

Why not? Because it's all your fault, you witch!

Because you drove her into the Tisza, and that's why you accuse the Jews!

Farkas, are you mad?

No, Baron, we bowed much too long.

- How dare you? - Now is the time for the truth!

The trial is adjourned until further notice.

It came to our ears that our intentionally tolerant moderation

has been called nerveless in certain cirles.

The concerned Gentlemen will not find any opportunity to repeat this.

Regardless if it will concern themselves or their opponents.

Well, then nothing hinders the interrogation of our key witness.

Moritz Scharf shall enter.

I object against the presence of members of the investigation.

Their presence in court could influence the witness.

The court declines the request.

The mentioned persons are state officials.

Their good intentions cannot be doubted without proof.

You are still very young.

Your testimony will determine your father's faith

and that of your fellow believers. - They aren't my fellow believers!

What, Moritz? Have you sworn off?

I don't want to be a Jew any longer.

Then even more I urge you to tell the truth,

to conceal nothing, and to add nothing.

And now tell us the events of that April 1st, 1882

the way you saw them.

I was sitting at our place with my brother Samuel,

when I heard cries from the temple.

I went there but the door was locked.

Through the keyhole I saw Esther on the ground.

The foreign butchers held her down and Schwarz cut her throat.

Wollner held a bowl under her, in which he collected the blood.

Present were: Buchsbaum, Tauf, Weichstein, Junger, Kracauer.

Moritz. You are telling lies...

Hush, culprit!

I recognized them clearly. I was horrified and ran home.

Murderers!

The advocacy has a question for the witness.

This testimony is so important that I have to ask you to repeat it.

This Eštvšs is deaf...

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Thank you!

That's sufficient, I guess.

- Don't you hear? It's enough! - Did I do anything wrong?

On the contrary. You have learned your lesson too well.

Why didn't you call for help?

Because... I was afraid. - Afraid? Of whom?

Afraid of the Jews.

Moritz, be sensible! You are with bad people.

You are a medium of falshood! - Culprit!

It is not acceptable for you to disrupt the trial.

Judge, in the name of truth, let me talk to him.

Cease to talk, or things will turn bad for you.

What's this formal adress?

I address you how you deserve it.

Child. What have I done for you to talk like this?

Haven't I always been good to you?

Yes, but I have grown up and don't want to deal with you any more.

Someone turned the heart of my child against me.

I think we have to interrupt this family issues now.

The rules of procedure allow the interview of a witness by the culprits,

so I request to enter into the interrogation.

But then come to the point, if you don't mind.

Moritz should tell us, what role his father played in this alleged crime.

Right, Moritz. What have I done?

You shouldn't worry. You won't be harmed anyway.

Who told you so?

I am sitting on the bench with all the others,

and no word you uttered was true.

But I am telling you, you won't be harmed.

Who said so? - The vice notary himself.

Right, the vice notary, of course.

Judge, you can see that he has been trained.

He is lying, even more because he thinks no harm will come to me.

Culprit, you may only ask factual questions.

How can I be factual with this misled child?

So the confrontation is over and you must return to your seat

High judge. Please tell me:

How can you reach someone's heart?

And why is your child's heart more strange than any other's?

After all, I can't dig it out with my hands...

How can we doubt Moritz's testimony,

if he keeps it up even to your face?

Moritz, I beg you.

For the sake of your mother and your father and your brothers.

You cannot be so inhuman.

If it were your guilt, if only I knew whose guilt it could be,

I would take it on me.

Cause I have died all seven deaths already.

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But them...

have a look at them!

You know them all!

Moritz, didn't I give you braces with silver clasps,

like only the gentlemen in the city have them?

Moritz, what have we done to you?

Moritz, don't you know me?

Have you forgotten that you played in our yard?

I am telling the truth.

I curse you! - Father!

No Moritz, forgive, I am not cursing you.

But I swear to you:

Those men, who abused you,

they will throw you in the gutter,

and your live will be miserable,

and our blood will come upon you.

Reverse, Moritz, before it is too late.

For the last time: be factual!

Factual, factual!

So what do you accuse us of?

I don't understand what you want, I just told what happened.

What? What did happen?

I have seen it!

When?

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It was roughly... after the singing.

When did the church service end?

At 11am. The murder must thus have taken place around noon.

It never happened; that is the truth.

Scharf testified that Esther was at his place only after noon.

We wanted to have lunch but the candelabrum was on the table.

Our law forbids to take it away, so we called Esther in.

Who called her?

- Me, Sir. - Before or after the bells?

- Before.

- So Esther can't have been in the temple at that moment.

Well, but who can testify this?

My wife was there, Wollner, Samu, and Moritz.

So, Moritz?

I can't remember that.

You mean rascal, you... I could pull you to pieces!

- Protect me, he wants to kill me! - Just like Esther!

Can I go home now?

First you have to swear to your testimony.

Repeat:

- I object. - Why, Doctor?

Because the witness is unfit to swear. He is under foreign influence.

What influence?

Under the influence of Commissioner Peczely.

That is utterly ridiculous.

I urge the court to defend me against those silly accusations.

I will prove these "silly accusations".

I will prove far more than that.

I will prove how the testimony of this unfortunate child was formed.

I will prove that the investigation of Mr. Bary

was using means that are disgracing the whole nation.

I won't put up with that. You violated my honor!

My honor is insulted, too!

There is a lot of mischief done with the word "honor".

The honor of the one kind is derided publicly and in the anti-Semitic press,

even before the slightest proof is shown.

The honor of the Peczelies is a completely different thing.

Commander Peczely.

Where did you spend the years between 1851 and 1863?

- I won't answer this - So I will tell it:

You were in prison serving a sentence for murder!

So much for the honor of our recording clerk.

I assert that the court has not been informed about that.

I will inform the court about more facts that have been held back or forged.

I proved before that the deed can't have happened at the given time.

Now I will prove, that it cannot have happened at the given place, either.

Therefore I request an on-site inspection.

Gentlemen, would you be so kind as to follow me.

Moritz, was this the implied keyhole? And where did the murder take place?

- In there. - So let's go inside.

Moritz will stay outside and observe what we'll be doing.

Let's do the test. Can you see us, Moritz?

- Yes - Mr. Bary

Mr. President?

Where is the site of crime located?

Where? Here in the temple, I suppose.

What does that mean, you suppose?

Haven't you as examining magistrate been a bit more precise?

Oh please, Mr. President.

We have Moritz's testimony. We can just ask him.

No no, my dear. We don't want to give him the opportunity.

Come.

Let us reconstruct the incident.

Shochet Salomon Schwarz...

you stood up here, didn't you?

Yes, while singing.

I would suggest that now the great inaugurator of our tragedy

should also himself initiate our satyr play.

Vice-notary Bary may play the role of the shochet.

- Ready at the door? - Ready.

- Please Eštvšs - So the girl was lying here?

Wasn't she?

Here is the shochet's knife.

Verify the sharpness of the blade. You are the shochet now.

Bend over your victim...

I am holding the bowl.

And now, cut her throat.

That's crazy. That's impossible!

What's impossible? Ritual murder?

That's ridiculous. Mr. Eštvšs seems to believe that I am the accused,

not them!

Moritz, can you see everything?

No, nothing! Has it started already?

Why... isn't he seeing anything?

Because you can't look through a keyhole and around a corner, Mr. Inquisitor.

Voilˆ .

But my... but they confessed...

The fair-minded ones of all peoples will live eternally.

Incredible things have happened.

The victory over the world enemy, which has been ours already,

has been taken from us.

By deceit, by fraud, by the tricks of a canny advocate from Budapest.

It has been proven, that it was Esther's corpse in the Tisza.

It has been proven, that Moritz's testimony has been extorted.

Like that of raftsman Matei: violently.

The so-called ritual murder of Tiszaeszlar never took place.

And never mind the "proof".

Proof proves nothing. We decline it.

We don't want to know about them.

For us, the hatred of Jews is not a question of reason,

but a question of blind belief.

The anti-Semitism is worse than the burning of witches.

The latter was directed against single persons.

Anti-Semitism is directed against an entire people.

But even the worst quibbler can't deny that they are aliens.

with alien customs, alien church service,

alien food, alien smell.

Nobody claims that Jews are better humans than us.

They are only humans just like us.

With the same faults, weaknesses and passions - we have.