All right!
Let's go!
Go!
- The ladder is wrecked! It waggles! - I'll fix it tomorrow.
Hungary, 1958.
The retaliation for the revolution of '56 is still taking place.
Tens of thousands of innocent people are imprisoned,
and hundreds of them are to be hanged.
But the rope is waiting for many more.
HUNGARIAN REQUIEM
Subs by ypse & glenntenn1981 swatura@yahoo. com
Ordo Draconis - (K) Kopyleft 2014. All Rites Reversed...
To the wall!
Sergeant, Sir, I report
All inmates in the guardhouse accounted for.
Nothing special to report.
He is going to be hanged as well, right?
You'll turn into earth too, my dear boy!
Hi all!
I'm Jancsi from Tuzolto street.
Do you have a light?
You murderer! You!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you... you sucker!
Enough of this bullshit!
Come! Stand up!
This cabbage was cooked in fuel oil.
You can still eat it.
Do you want seconds, kiddo?
It's out of the question, Uncle Jozsi!
- Why? - You need it the same as everyone else,
otherwise you'll develop holes in your stomach again!
Why don't speak up, if you're hungry?
Thank you, but I don't want any more.
Why do you always have to treat me like a baby?
I've been here for two years already!
And anyway, I just turned 18 today!
18?
Eat!
This was an order, Captain!
Captain? But I was just carrying water!
I just promoted you.
- For behaving like a man. - Thank you, Major!
Why didn't you say so before?
God bless you, Captain!
With all his might!
Eat it, will you! Or I'll stuff it into your mouth!
I'll stuff you as if you were a goose!
Curfew!
- Curfew! - Curfew!
Curfew!
God... damn it! This is not... Get out!
This is a workplace, not an amusement park!
Eat! At least you stay quiet then!
That's it!
What is it?
Is it theirs?
Everything here belongs to the comrades!
The rinter, the corpse. And the responsibility as well.
Fuck this whole thing! Now I can start all over!
Come back, kissy,
For one more night,
When the People's dawn will rise,
Why were you fighting?
How do you know each other?
Ayve!
Whenever they start singing, it means someone will be hanged the next day!
It's the condemned women's cell...
Have you figured out what you're gonna say when they catch you?
There is no need to say anything.
It's just acting.
- Who farted? - Shut up!
Sergeant! Sir!
Open up, please! I'd like to leave!
Petya! What are you doing?
You just go back to sleep, Laci!
Don't wake up the others! But I must go now!
Do you expect them to bring you your suit? You'll wake up everybody!
Have you gone crazy? Why are you not letting me out?
What's wrong, kiddo?
Uncle Jozsi, just leave me alone, please!
The family back home meet on this day every year.
We celebrate mama's nameday. Her name is Erzsebet.
I'm sorry. I haven't said goodbye to everybody yet.
I can already smell it...
They are busy making pancakes at home now!
And I've got things to do!
Open up!
I've got things to do, and I want to get out!
Don't you understand? Are you deaf? Open up!
- Pull yourself together, Captain! Stop this circus! - Open up!
Stop it!
They'll throw you into the dark room, fucker! You'll see!
- You! They'll make a photo of everything! - Open up!
- Don't play the fool! - Don't touch me! I'll kill you, do you hear me!
I'll beat the shit out of everyone who touches me!
- Petya! Petya! - Let me out!
Petya! Petya! Petya!
Wait!
My Rozsika! I'm gonna die!
I'm gonna die, Laci! I'm so scared!
Petya!
Stop wailing, Petya!
I'm gonna die!
Do you understand?
Come on! We're gonna escape!
- What? - A breakout, kiddo!
A breakout!
We'll all escape! All of us!
We just haven't told you yet.
- I don't belive you! - What?
Listen! I'm coming from the outside.
Everything is set.
We'll play the big wall-trick!
You know! Same as the count of Monte Cristo! That sailor with the life-sentence!
Hey! You haven't even read that one?
- You smartass! - Fuck you, you're so full of shit!
Come on, talk!
I know two guys at the guard-tower on the left.
Two lads from the Tuzolto Street. You see?
And then... The Gypsy...
will play the ballerina in front of the guards to confuse them,
and all of a sudden a driver will appear
from one of the streets along the wall, pal!
Fire! Dust! Smoke! Tratata! Gunfire!
Mama!
And we'll go all the way to the Adriatic, without food or water if need be!
The Olsky is waiting for me there, that devil of a ship from the seven seas!
And she'll take us beyond the beyond if need be...
to the fairy-tale islands.
Where pancake grows...
from every tree!
Mama!
Petya!
Murderers!
- Murderers! - Fuckin' dirty murderes!
- Murderers! Fuckin' scumbags! - Murderers!
Murderes! Murderers!
Murderers! Murderers!
There is Kovacs...
Master Sergeant Busfet.
Berkes.
- Steinbacher! - I'm waiting now.
I don't want to! I don't...!
Let me go! Let me go!
No! Guys! Mama!
I'm so scared! I'm so scared, mama!
You opened fire on the Russkis even though you're a policeman?
Instead of shooting at the mob?
And you're expecting a pardon?
What kind of people are you imprisoned with?
And what kind of people are gonna be hanged alongside with?
With ex-counts, and mob?
With traitors who run to embassies with their crazy writings?
With gypsies? And Jews?
I'd be ashamed if I were you!
Dismissed!
Prole!
You're gonna shit in your own plate.
Were you ordered to do it?
Or did you just lose your mind?
There is nothing in your papers!
You can still help!
What are you playing at?
Don't act like you don't even know me, Andras!
I'm called Rusznyak now!
And you weren't called Csehi always either, my dear friend!
But the service is just like that.
You can remember that much,
You're on half-rations, right?
Get some fresh air, fellows! Some fresh air!
Take a deep breath! All the way down to your asses!
Did you get some Morse about Rusznyak?
He is the new line. Boss? Management?
We used to chew on bread together when we were kids.
And now I'm supposed to report to you?
Is that what you expect?
That train is gone, man!
Why do you think I was sent here for?
What if I was sent here
to help you escape?
Eat, you fuck!
I'll give you four names.
Gal,
Hartai,
Keresztess,
Solti.
Have you ever heard these names before? Somewhere?
From anyone?
Because they pay a good price
for a good answer.
The price is your head!
Janos Ko!
First-class non-commissioned naval officer.
Think about it!
So?
Did you figure out something?
Sir, operative officer, please!
If I'll cooperate with you now,
will you help me back?
All those with the right intention
could perhaps survive all this.
What do you know?
I might even know everything, perhaps!
It all depends on what you wanna know, Operative officer, Sir!
- About Csehi! - Ah, he is a very difficult man!
Good God! Ah!
And he is so secretive with everybody! Even I noticed that!
They say he was an iron casting blacksmith in Ozd before the rumble began.
But the AVO was picking on him for some reason.
He used to work for the Company some time ago.
But then he quit.
But, I only heard this here, in Pest, when the fight and the revolution was already on...
...I mean during the events of the counter-revolution.
They also said he defended Kobanya against the Russkis with only 20 men.
- And he only surrendered when they ran out of ammuni... - Stop! Stop!
I see.
Well, all right. It doesn't matter. Sit down.
It happens.
What did he say about himself?
About who he is!
Just a minor detail...
I'm not sure it's that interesting...
And I wouldn't like to upset my Operative-officer with that.
Just say it anyway!
Do you know he is mute?
Ever since he came to the death row, he doesn't say a fucking word.
But that's not the point!
What then?
He can hardly wait for the curfew!
He just keeps yawning, but after that he cleans up after us!
So, when we are getting ready to sleep,
and even the guards stop with the noise,
because of course, we can hear that as well!
So, then he just sits up,
and starts to whisper something.
I thought it could be about something important, so I listened.
Keep on talking!
I'm saying...
At the beginning we couldn't understand what he was saying, 'cos he was so quiet.
Everybody listened to it, though.
He kept murmuring a name, and a message.
The message was divided into two parts,
and the first half said:
Never become a sneak, no matter what they promise in return!
And the name,
Rusznyak! That's the second part of the message!
Fuck your stupid auntie on her bier, that bitch from Sarkaly! You scumbag!
You operative piece of shit!
Horse-meat -stew!
My dear Hungarian brothers! Don't be so stingy!
The horse-dealer is having his day!
By the Virgin Mother!
Horse-meat -stew!
Sergeant, Sir, I report!
All inmates in the guardhouse accounted for. Nothing special to report.
Well. Gentlemen!
Who do you think just had his last supper?
Hantos!
Hats off!
You don't need to bring anything.
No! No!
No! Noooo!
Nooo! Nooo!
Nooo!
My only sin
- is that I was born a Gypsy! - Shut up!
Get undressed! Only the drawers can stay on!
- I can't see, Sergeant, Sir! - Shut up!
Oh, my God! Did I end up in Gypsy-heaven perhaps?
Drawers off too!
- What? - Take your drawers off, that's what the comrade Sergeant just told you!
Look at that!
You pig!
- Who allowed you to do that? - The cigarette-artist pissed himself!
- Cuckoo! - Lick it up!
Do you want to smoke?
You think we didn't see how you were doing it? You idiot!
Like this! And like that! And like that!
And like this! Like this!
You know who you can fool with this? Your stinking coloured father-of-yours! Him!
I put it to a vote.
Who is against it?
Mop your piss!
Yes, Sir! Understood, Sir!
Far away, beyond the beyond,
Beyond the Far Seas,
Lives a cockroach in peace,
He is completely naked,
His hands and legs are frozen cold, and he can't swim at all,
Therefore this cockroach
was drowned...
Ouch!
You'll go to America and become a reporter!
- A reporter! - What? The USA will soon cease to exist!
You can pull my head through my own arse, if I'm lying now, my sweet dear officer, Sir!
It's not me who's saying this! It's the lines of your palm!
Your Mamma!
There is some kinda dead-end here!
I can't see that...
Ah!
So much money!
So much dough!
Now, it's my turn! Come on!
What's this?
My sweet dear officer, Sir! You've got the hand of a kind man!
This is very rare!
I've never seen such a pure conjunction before!
You'll get ahead in life, like a knife in butter!
So help me God! I'm telling you!
Where is my dinner?
Don't be mad, Jeno!
We thought that...
What did you think?
What kind of indecency is this?
Eating the last supper of a dead man!
What kind of men are you?
Do you think you are some kind of heroes? You're just Hungarians!
I was taken away because of you! Because I kept picking up the fags for you!
And you... in the meantime...! You animals!
Wicked murderers!
Fuck you all!
- Jeno! Jenoke! - Fuck you all!
- I'll end up in Paradise! - Jeno!
- And I'll tell it to St. Peter! - Calm down!
Don't you dare letting these villains enter! These corpse-violators!
So what do you want to eat when you get there? On the first day!
At the Lord's table! Upon arrival!
Stuffed cabbage... from the best meat?
With sour cream? Or Paprika Chicken?
...with some dumplings...
...and salad? Or an Ox on skewers?
- Meat with onions? Or what? - That's no food!
You don't even know what a 'birge' is!
A 'baranka'!
There is no Gypsy-heaven without a 'baranka'?
Hmm?...
- But will you take us as well? - No fucking way!
All right then!
I'll take you with me.
But I'll wait until the executioner breaks your necks!
It can wait that long!
Speaks in Romani-Gypsy.
Jeno!
So! Are you done?
Yes, Sir! Captain, Sir!
Will you tell us our future again?
Bye again, lads!
- l'm off to have some fresh air! - So, follow us! Just come!
Well! How did you sleep, master?
Fine! Can I have a fag, perhaps?
It does miracles with my head before work!
Light up the fag end, will ya?
Hey! This is not fair!
No! No!
Murderers! Murderers! Murderers!
We want freedom!
What's wrong, Bandi?
We're gonna die.
Sooner or later we all have to.
For me it's about time anyway, either here, or outside...
It's not death I'm afraid of...
I know that.
My soldiers,
and all those adolescents,
the prole national guards, and the untrained university students,
they all looked death in the eyes without fear.
That was a miracle in itself!
And those, who survived,
already marched by the hundreds of thousands
in front of our executioners on the First of May.
I had a dream last night.
I was swimming in the River Tisza, as I used to when I was a child.
My four brothers
were all playing with me close to the current.
Suddenly I could see that
a sparkling cloud was approaching.
And when I looked around, my brothers were all gone.
A storm came down on the the two sides of the river, and
I was just screaming,
the cloud came down on me, engulfing me, swallowing me, and...
then everything became white.
I really envy you.
I haven't had a single dream the last 15 years.
Or at least, I can't seem to remember them anymore.
Oh, those summers by the River Tisza! I'm from Fehervar, by the way!
And on my father's side everybody was a soldier.
And I'm literally in fear, professor!
Death is nothing.
But those 10-15 steps to the gallows!
Maybe I'll be even more cowardly than that gypsy!
I'm afraid I might even shit myself!
It's so terrible! I'm already ashamed of myself!
Nonsense!
It's just stage-fright. Like at an exam.
We've never been more free than there, under the gallows.
That is our reward...
Don't you understand?
Believe you me! No-no-no-no! Believe me, the old guy!
I wish you a good evening!
The Hussars from Fehervar are here!
They came, they saw, they won,
And they seduced a lot of girls, too,
I wish you a good evening,
The Hussars from Fehervar are here!
Your major is feeling sick!
- Let me go! - Bandi! - Help me!
Doctor! Get a doctor!
Come here! Somebody come here!
A doctor! Go! Why are you still standing here?
Call for a doctor! Go! Come on!
We must lift him up.
This is a cerebral vasospasm. Cerebral haemorrhage.
He must be carried.
- This is not a circus! - Come on!
Take him up to the cell!
Careful! Come on!
Murderers! Murderers!
- We want freedom! - Murderers!
Murderers! Murderers!
We want freedom!
- We want freedom! - He died! Don't you understand? He died!
Oh, Magyar, keep immovably
your native country's trust,
for it has borne you, and at death
Oh, Magyar, keep immovably
No other spot in all the world
let fortune bless or fortune curse,
from hence you shall not roam!
There!
let fortune bless or fortune curse,
from hence you shall not roam!
Who started the singing?
I did.
Scumbags!
Die, you rat!
My dear Sanyi! We took care of the thing. The stable is in order again.
But write a report on it anyway. Perhaps they will ask for it.
They bite!
Hurry up, quickly!
- 89 from the 11th! - Get away from there! Out!
Relax, my dear Sanyi! Relax!
I respectfully report, I...
Just say the number!
47689.
476/89!
Your trousers are hanging!
- Yes. May I adjust them? - Adjust them!
Thank you. Thank you.
Are you sabotaging?
Banners? Petofi?
- Vorosmarthy. - Does it matter?
Where do you think you are?
In a disorderly prison, Sir.
Stop it!
Yes, Sir.
Why were you sentenced to be here?
Because as the member of the last lawfully elected government,
I put together a statement, in which I draw the attention
of the minister of Internal Affairs to the fact
that the government in which he is taking part now
is an unlawful government.
Therefore introducing martial law
is nothing else, but a crime.
And I sent this statement to all the important embassies.
So, you're actually saying that even I am just a common criminal now.
To be honest, indirectly, yes.
And directly?
In direct sense...
You are very tired. Exhausted.
And at your wit's end. But no surprise there,
after all, you must feel it shameful to run a prison when you are a Communist.
This is not how Marx planned it.
- But you know all this! - What?
What I think about all this, I've already written down,
and it must be somewhere on your desk.
And what about what you haven't written yet?
That's still in my head.
We're not going to need that.
Please.
Isn't it a bit cold in here?
Well?
And what's going to happen now?
It will be a bit smelly in here, my son.
The paper is of very bad quality.
Move your legs! One! One!
One, two, one! One! One! One, two, one!
- Move it! - One! One! One, two, one!
- Don't help!
- Move it! - Move!
One! Come on! Faster! Faster!
Move on!
- What happened? - Reporting to comrade Major, he fell on the stairs.
- Get lost! - Understood!
Well, come on!
Come, wash up!
Here, eat!
Did you really need this?
Andris!
I was beaten up when I was in prison, too.
On many occasions!
They even pissed at me, when I was in solitary confinement.
You were there!
You ought to remember that!
You MUST remember!
But now, just look around, you idiot!
How do I live here?
This is my wardrobe,
and all my possessions.
I have nobody.
I sent some money to your wife,
...anonymously.
Why? Would you have done the same in a similar situation? What?
To the barricades!
Burgeouis and traitors, Beware!
The Young Guard will stand in your way!
Conquering the widest of streets!
And now?
Gallows grow under my window.
Csehi! Please understand! Don't leave me in deep shit!
Do you actually know what we want from you?
I swear on the memory of my late Marika,
and my sweet mother,
that if you are willing to cooperate,
you'll be left alive!
And you'll become some kind of boss in five years!
You just keep quiet, Csehi!
Just keep quiet!
Keep quiet, goddamn it, I'm telling you! The whole timeAll the time!
Keep quiet! Keep quiet!
One! Two! One! One! Two! One!
One! Two! One!
I feel like
some kind of animal.
Even though...
- you used to be a man, right? - Will you shut up?
- You're her murderer! - You're gonna hang!
If you hadn't forced yourself on her, then...
Then she would still be in the female death row!
Jancsi!
Did you kill someone, perhaps?
Or is it some kind of private affair?
Come on, professor!
Is anybody here allowed to have a private affair?
I wasn't even at home when things started to collapse.
We were at sea for nine months.
We only arrived at the harbour on the 25th.
By that time all Hell was loose.
Hey!
What do you want?
Who let you out of the kindergarten?
You wish to die over some stupidity?
- He's with us. - Who is this 'us'? The animal-park?
Hey!
Kiddo! Kiddo! Holy Mary bless you!
Poor kiddo! He was blood all over.
So, I pushed the pedal to the metal.
And I managed to get to the hospital at Szobi Street.
Go back to your Mummy!
Now!
Your Highness, where are we supposed to go now then?
Wherever we can, you idiot!
Okay.
Duck!
Shoot! Come on, shoot!
Goddamn it!
Take cover!
So, this guy was none other than Lux.
This wild, Commie Jew.
Don't just stand there, or you'll get killed!
This is that girl!
Hey! I know her!
And she recognized me too!
I could see it in her eyes!
Little girls...
they were never my type, you know, not before nor after.
But this one!
She was such a gal!
And her body!
Her body!
My dear brothers in death!
Hi to you all! My Hungarian brothers!
Come with us! We'll give you everything!
Our shelter was in the Tuzolto street, in the basement.
And Lux was our commander.
- Jancsi! - Curfew!
It's not decent!
In the revolution, everybody just called her,
Pussycat.
The soup was a bit cold!
That woman was extremely dangerous! She should have been thrown out!
On All Hallow's Eve,
there was a cease-fire.
We looked around a bit.
There was a lot of people to mourn for in Hungary those days.
Guards!
- Jancsi! - Why are you yelling?
- Did you see Pussycat? - Leave me alone! Go away!
She's nowhere!
We looked at each other.
And we hated each other.
The revolution broke down without Pussycat.
Are you stupid?
Get down!
- Come on, let's get away frrom here! - Pick up the wounded! Come on! Pick them up!
Come on! Come on!
We'd need the Pussycat now,
to keep us alive!
Doctor! The children!
Paprika-potato Stew... Pussycat...
Paprika-potato Stew...
I got some soap for the Kiddo, So that I could wash him at last.
Doctor! Take care of this shirt with the squares,
because it's flannel!
The Lame gets some warm night-shoes
to keep his feet warm.
The sailor gets nothing,
because he's very picky.
Luxor... he gets my grandfather's uniform-shirt.
After all, he is the boss.
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!
Long live the very last Commie!
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Long live the very last Commie!
Well, say it!
I raise my cup to Snowwhite,
who didn't desert her brave fellow-miners after all!
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!
Thank you for the food! Thank you for the food!
Thank you for the booze!
Thank you for the shirt! Thank you for the pants!
Thank you for the food! Thank you for the food!
Thank you for the shirt! Thank you for the pants!
Thank you for the food! Thank you for the booze!
Thank you for the food! Thank you for the food!
Thank you for the shirt!
It stings...
Fucking life!
I want to have a child with you.
Let him be the child of freedom.
And ours.
And we can even imagine that little bugger!
Just like one imagines the little Jesus as a child.
A little kid, who is free!
My Blessed Virgin Mary!
He is conceived!
My backbone never lies!
So I became a father that night!
You! You fucking murderer, you!
I'm coming!
And I suffered greatly that such a true true friend called me a murderer!
This stupid, wild Laci!
Who didn't even get a tiny morsel from our shared love!
God be with you, boys!
Long live freedom!
Long live the revolution!
Murderers!
Fucking murderers!
Murderers!
What are you doing there?
Get off!
How much time does it still take?
Shut up!
Is that enough? Is that enough or you want some more?
Laci! Laci!
- How much time is it still gonna take? - To the medical room!
Come on! Move on!
I'm coming, Janika!
Let's go then!
Move on!
Csehi!
I'd like to tell you something.
Death is getting closer and closer to us.
But if by some miracle you'd get out of here one day,
would you be willing to pass on
a message to my wife?
Or if she's not alive anymore, to my sons.
First of all,
tell my wife, please,
not to ask for my rehabilitation from these people ever!
And don't accept it, not even if they would offer it!
I forbid it!
Second,
tell my wife, that I am
all right in here.
I am in a better place than living outside under tyranny.
And that I haven't regretted a thing!
Third,
don't emigrate not even if she would have the chance, because
this here is our Motherland!
And of such, we only have one!
Fourth,
don't waste time publishing my works.
There is no need for that.
Because if they would lose their validity 50 years from now,
then there is no point trying to publish them anyway.
It was foolish to write them in the first place.
Fifth,
take all the humiliations which she must suffer because of me,
as a present.
A personal, silver-anniversary wedding present.
Yes.
And sixth,
89!
Stand in the middle!
Turn back!
Trousers off!
Grab your ankle!
Well, my dear son!
Do you know why you do get this now?
Because I was talking.
No. It's because of the singing, you singing bird!
Grab your ankle!
I'm being fucked by the head-officer comrade because of you!
Attention!
Say thank you!
Thank you.
Pull up your trousers!
Where were we?
Yes... sixth,
Sixth... This message is to my sons.
Tell them to think!
And always act according to their good conscience.
Even if that's is forbidden! Good deeds are always forbidden!
Seventh,
I forbid them to avenge me.
Let them stay clean
...of all this!
Eighth,
Ah! I don't know! Enough! Just tell them everything as it happened!
If you get out, tell them everything as it happened!
Attention!
These are the Hungarian agents of the Russian secret service!
Sandor Bruder, Operative Officer,
Andras Csehi, ex-police Officer,
Kalman Solti, University teacher,
Edit Bartai, Journalist,
Pal Keresztes, general,
Flora Balogh, Istvan Gelencser, Janos Dery Horvath,
Karoly Sos, David Piliskei!
Sandor Gyusznyák, and some more agents,
Bela Varga, I must speak!
Lajos Somfa, Lajos Somfa,
Elemer!
Are you here, Elemer Nyul?
By decree of the rejection of the plee for mercy
issued on the 21st of March, 1958,
the sentence may be carried out.
Carry out the sentence.
Sandor Rusznyak!
Rusznyak! Sandor Rusznyak!
Rusznyak! Rusznyak! Rusznyak!
Rusznyak!