Keresztelö (1968) - full transcript

BAPTISM

Directed by: Istv?n Ga?l

- Good afternoon!
- Good afternoon!

- Where does this sign point to, uncle?
- Both ways, you already know!

- But what does the writing mean?
- Nothing!

You're in a good mood, uncle.

It's hard. I have to whitewash
15 bricks today to the floodgate.

There?

Old fart. Cracks jokes on a
scorching day like this.

Let peace be with you. Take half...

...in front of Christ's tribunal,
to earn eternal life...



Well!

This is...

Ida. - My pleasure
- Ida. Ida Bors.

I recognized you from this, eh?

- He's arrived!
- I'll bring it...

- I'm here! Mother...
- My sweet son...

- God bless you!
- Father, how are you?

- The mother of the bride
- G?cza.

- Father of the bride
- Witam / Greetings.

And these are...
- G?cza.

...the youngest G?cza.

Congratulations! Good job, yeah!

Jol?n! Hello...

- Andris... Hello.
- Hello.



So! This is Ida.
Introduce yourself.

My mother, father, Polish kin,

my brother Laci, his wife Krystyna,

and the youngest G?cza.

My sister Jol?n. Andr?s, of whom I
told you before.

- Madam.
- Good afternoon.

- When did you arrive? - In the morning.
- On train? - Yes.

And Andris jr.?

- Greet Uncle Menyus!
- Good afternoon. - Hi.

So! Mother, please... come in!

- Can I take home the cart, brother?
- What?

Please, go on.

- So... back, forward, 1 down, 2...
- I know.

How do you know?

There was a Frenchman, his engine
broke down, he had the same car.

Sit in! Good. You can go, but take care!

- We should go to the garden.
- Let's go!

So! Let's go.

That is the centre*, see? I have
a small vineyard there.

Yes, that becomes wine.

- "Bor"? Wino?
- That's it my friend.

Come on, show it, show me
just a little bit...

Shh! M?t?, you're an idiot!

What do you want, boys?
This is not for you...

You can't... yet...

Good luck, and happiness for you,
brother-in-law.

- Bye then.
- Bye.

I'm glad we've met.
I've heard a lot about you.

You should watch our performance.
I can get you tickets.

With pleasure. Before the high school's
year opening ceremony, a few days, maybe.

We don't have any performances
at that time.

- Oh, of course.
Tell me: is it hard to be the headmaster?

Well, it was meant to be...

- You stayed behind! - So what?
- You were always a better runner.

Idiots! It's so easy for you this way...
Come one by one, if you dare!

Learn from this, laddie: it's not useful
to encounter Legion Mortis!

Just wait Menyus! You'll regret
this bitterly, you dirty traitor!

Just wait you bastards till
I assemble my troop!

Ill?s, get him! Menyus is running away!

You rotten...

Tie him to the tree!

- What does a traitor deserve?
- Death!

Take it as you were executed.

Don't cry my loved ones.

We'll defend the heart of the
country from bolshevist danger.

I promise: we'll return in a better future.

I assure: in safety, and good health.

What will happen to our sons...

I reccomend this one.

- Goodbye! I recommend myself!
- Goodbye. - Bye!

I hope to see you again. Bye!

Be kind to Jol?n, she deserves it.
Don't be silly, it goes without saying.

Hi Pista!

Me, here, did "robot". Get it?

- Come on folks, lunch is surely ready.
- Hungry...

Dr. ?d?m Paulik
lawyer

Oh no, a slip!

Get lost, you stupid fool!

- What does a traitor deserve?
- Death!

Take it as you were executed.

- Let me hear it again!
- Stupid fool!

Don't spare him!

What's happening here?

G?cza fights all the time, Sir!

So... you're so unruly,
you're unable to control yourself.

Scram to the yard immediately!
Get a move on!

You'll run round and round
till I say enough!

Keep moving!

Continue!

Get up!

I humbly report...

*! We'll cross the border tomorrow morning

We'll get to foreign land.

I command you to keep my orders
with the utmost rigour.

Understood?

Yes Sir!

I'm finished.

I know someone at the Red Cross.

He said several trucks go to Austria.

We have to make use of this chance.

- We'll be here for you at 6 AM.
- Great! - Bye!

- Are you ready?
- We're not going.

Have you lost your mind?

Here's the opportunity - the only one!
Then he won't come...

Loves the Hungarian soil...

I beg you M?t?, be quiet,
you'll wake up the...

I told you clearly: we'll stay.

Listen man... pig-killing is not violence

- I'll send you a postcard from overseas.
- Fine.

Wait!

Don't move or I'll shoot!

Actress, Madam, an autograph, please!

- You may go.
- Goodbye, thank you.

My Hungarian brothers!
This small nation gets worn away

in a pan-Slav and pan-German mill!

And there's no such forces which could
successfully join battle against these.

That's the cause of the misery.

My Hungarian friends, I ask you:

who's responsible for the
3 million peasants

who live worse than animals
in the stable? The mill.

The mill which I refered to.
I ask you, me, P?l Maksa

How could we prevent being
grinded into flour?

Preventable, if we vote
for the Hungarian Party!

Sonny, what's your name?

And you?

Darn it! Why don't you cough it up?

- Menyus G?cza. - Tell it son!
- Andr?s Bodor.

35!

32!

Keep that in mind people

P?l Maksa offered shoes.
If you vote for him, he'll keep his word!

A man like this. P?l Maksa.

I beg your pardon, but the kid will
get big enough for a larger size!

- 38 then!
- That will do.

Menyus! Menyus!

- Cover it with a rag.
- Okay.

Help me out, don't be a naughty boy.
Bring me some water!

- Your work?
- Yes.

- Who helped you?
- No one.

Bravo! All right Menyus.

Leave this here. It's in a safe place.

Trust me, it would be a pity if I say so.

This kid will go far in life!

All right, I don't mind!

We'll work out the board
and lodging somehow.

This was built by my grandfather.
Helped him out when I was a country lad.

That's right.

What a nice little gingerbread house!

Do you know how many of us lived here?
Eight of us!

You're here, at last! The table is set.

Can we go in? Is the door open?

- What a charming garden, father.
- One tries one's best.

How did the eight of you find room?

It was a little bit hard.

Where did you live?

We were neighbours.

Was it a house like this?

Yes.

Not anymore. It was demolished.

I'll send you a postcard from overseas.

You should choose, Andr?s.

I'll do what you wish.

I'll try to get some bread tomorrow morn.

Menyus!

They catched me.

And M?t??

He succeeded.

Oh God!

Why are you sniveling?

Poor M?t?.

You sat at the same desk, didn't you?

In elementary yes.
I went to higher elem. school later.

Menyus talked a lot about his childhood.
He must have been a likely lad.

That scar on his forehead...

We jumped from this house
with shabby umbrellas.

Oh my God, his face... Oh...

Strange. Not what I would expect of you.

Why, how did you imagine me as a child?
- A bookworm.

You're not enraged, are you?

I've heard from Menyus that you
were a gang-leader.

And that you were almost a family member.

Yes.

We were together all the time.

It's so cold here... like in a cellar.

What are you doin' here?

I've asked about you.

I tried to guess where did you sleep.
There?

M?t? slept there.

No.

We slept here. On the
chimney corner and seat.

Granpa from the side, to
prevent us to fall down.

We you index finger, Menyus

raise it, and tell me:
which way is the wind?

There.

Good. Stay behind, and
not a single breathe!

And how could you fit here
in this narrow place?

I only slept there
till I was small.

Come my dear! The soup gets cold.

Come son.

Then we lived in the attic,
didn't we, Andris?

Who is it?

Us.

You? Did you escape?

To the attic, fast!

Make room for Jol?n.
She'd better stay here in these times.

We'll go up to Budapest.

I'll be a sculptor, do you get me?

I'll make sculptures.

Beautiful ones.

I'll cut my grandfather
from basalt.

No. I'll make my father instead.

My grandfather from stone...

My mother from marble...

That marble will gleam, got me?

I'll cut you from white limestone.

I'll sculpt the whole town!

With God's big beard - and Lenin.

no, I won't cut Lenin.

You have to cast him from bronze.

Menyus sits here, Andr?s next to Jol?n

- Dear Mom! Next to Menyus
- I can help Mother.

Stay daughter, we'll arrange
everything id?s n?ni Aunty Rosie.

Here.

The atmosphere is like a poem by Jean.

The village rests, the golden fly is
buzzing 'round between the oxen's horns.

They let me bring in the French
dictionary and grammar books.

I see.

Please! Help yourself.

Polish sounds strange, too.

Drop your gun!

Help Menyus, dear! Gizzards too,
he has always loved it.

Here you are.

Poor Jol?n!

Even the smallest excitement
can do her harm.

Oh my God! Jol?n!
Damp clothes? Oh, dear Jol?n...

Nothing, only...

Jesus Christ! God! My Jol?n...

Don't moan Mom, for Chrissakes!

People's store

Good. Calm down!

Did she fall asleep?

Yes.

- Where are you going? I told you...
- I'm going for my pipe!

Listen bro', I almost forgot: I have a
packet of US tobacco in my car trunk.

and two boxes of cigarettes from the US.
Would you mind bringing 'em here?

Tell me dear, when
did you meet our Menyus?

One and a half years ago.
Why did you ask?

Only because I'm interested since
when has he been growing his beard?

since I'm old, my memory
falters sometimes

I don't remember well

that when he appeared on TV
did he have a beard or not?

Father! Quick! Uncle Menyus on the TV!

I'd like sculptor G?cza to tell us

what is the most important in his art?

I think the most important
thing for an artist is

to have the closest possible
connection with reality

to feel its tiniest
vibrations and pulses

that later when they have been
piled up and stored away

should be able to express it
in complete conformity.

I believe that in art non-figurative
tendency should not rule.

Although here it looks like
it has gained much ground lately.

The socialist artist
cannot give up truth.

I think you work hard turning
your ars poetica into practice.

I guess we don't have to prove its success.

Because the reward you received...
for which one of your works?

- "Track-repairer" sculpture.
- Yes, for that one.

Show us the duplicate!

Now we see the duplicate.
Only a photograph, unfortunately.

What inspired this work?

Before I went to college,
I used to work for the railway company.

I rammed in the rails along
with the railwaymen.

I experienced the essence of this job
every day, immense physical work

- Which I think like mining...
- What a clown!

Many thanks for the conversation.
Thanks for watching. Goodbye for now!

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Then let's recognize each other
later, Andr?s! In the future.

Let it sound!

Goodbye!

That's Uncle Orosz.

So I already had a beard
when we've met.

Well, if you're old, things get
muddled in your head.

Daughter-in-law,
tell 'em look for me...

Thanks son.

Here comes the battle at Don river
for the umpteenth time...

I'll give you a slap,
you little brat!

- Father!
- S?rika!

Is this where the
spiritualist woman lives?

I've been waiting for you.

I don't see your husband among the dead

so go home, and be patient.

I'll recruit your son
for the parish hall.

He can be a clerk
with four elementary grades.

Thank you for your kindness,
teacher K?ntor.

But we think it's better if he stays
at the M?V /H. Railway Company/.

What's the world coming to... who knows.

At least he keeps his work,
until my husband gets home.

Well... as you wish.

Da, da, that's it!

Esteemed circle of guests,
dear celebrating family.

When we greet the new member
of our family on this sunny day

I'd like to tell you

I get such a good feeling

that I could brought up children who were

like Menyus G?cza, the artist
with outstanding talent,

and Andr?s Fodor, headmaster
of a high school

who is, although, by blood
not a family member

and his dear wife,
a pretty G?cza girl, Jol?n.

A great pleasure for me.

There's no bigger happiness

when a tutor sees that the seed

which he planted,
is blooming

and grew into a nice leafy crown.

And now, I call P?l G?cza,

and to his sworn wife

S?ra Koh?ri:

be proud of your children,

like me, the village, the country
can be proud for them.

Here's to the kids, the elderly,

and the infant alike,
Long live the G?czas!

I have to go away.
I have something to do.

Menyus, Andr?s!
I'd like you to walk with me.

- We'll see each other.
- Have a nice day, Mr. K?ntor!

Goodbye!

Thank you for coming!

- Only after you.
- After you.

It's my home... please!

Please.

Pobius vocato questore, libamus inquit,
iovi liberatori.

The questor called him nearer,

"Let's sacrifice" he said,
"for Jupiter the liberator".

Vocato questore ablativus absolutus.

propius appears as an interpreter.

Bravo son, Bravo! Be sure to know it
as well for the final examination, too.

For who else should we write to?

Uncle Iski.

Is this good:"We think about you,
principle K?ntor gratefully, and"...?

It's okay if you simply write "Teacher".

Make yourselves comfortable.

Andr?s, there's some glasses on the
sideboard would you bring 'em here?

What's up with D?ra, son?

Did you divorce?

We had a modelling tool somewhere...

D?ra?

Strange, that I feel like the shape
is right on the tip of my finger,

I could simply attach it to the material

and, as if...

Menyus, I take this with me.

I'll go, Menyus.

Don't act like you're surpised!

Do you know, how did you look like
yesterday when you cut that marble head?

You were a bit like...

like God.

Your eyes.

Your hands...

Give me your hands...

I'll marry you.

Because I told you
you were like God?

You...

Why do you need me?

Well, why?

I'm serious.

I need you.

Are you afraid?

You can't fool me.

You cannot!

Menyus, please,
leave it alone, don't start to...

- D?ra, come on!
- No, Menyus, no!

Let me!

This won't help.

Would you like to leave...
to leave me now, right now...

D?ra, don't you love me?

And who do you love?

Do you remember this?

- Hi. - Hi. Did Jol?n
arrive? - No. Why?

One can shout for you, Andr?s...

I was in the caf?,
and no one nowhere...

Now you simply get off the tram...

I shout, but you're like
you neither see nor hear.

- Did you meet?
- Of course I did...

Ok, come in!

- Sorry, I forgot to say hello...
- He'll be so glad for your visit.

- Do we bother him?
- Not at all.

There's a considerable demand
for a series of this figure.

so it's very rewarding.

No, I can't tackle with it
for this money.

Sure, we obligate ourselves
to a fixed amount for an order,

let's say, 1000 nudes, 500 cavalrymen

off the top of my head.

- Pardon.
- Madam.

Andr?s!

Jol?n! What a suprise! Hi!
- Hi!

When did you arrive?

I had something to do, so I thought
Jol?n would accompany me.

A little walk won't hurt. Let's celebrate!

Wait, let me.

Come inside!

Kid?

School, you know.

The principal couldn't arrange it?

- I think we should go. Let's just...
- Ok, we'll discuss.

- Take a seat. One moment...
- M'am. - Goodbye.

- Let's just say...
- We'll talk. Goodbye.

Martini. Something you've never
drunk before. Menyus' purchase.

Finally, the two second-hand
dealer have gone away.

Who?

Torturing him to death.

Do they pay well?

I'm ready. Did you find
find a seat in this mess?

There's always a war-like condition
in my studio when I mould plaster.

What a lovely sculpture!

You should really give it to me.

Put down that trash!

- A real one instead.
- Promising it since who knows when.

It will be ready once.

Have a drink.

Here you are.

Here you have Menyh?rt G?cza's
thoughts about the world!

What else do you want?
The world doesn't need this,

the world needs 1000 copies
of that little tart!

Or rather that's why you get paid.

So I have no right to live?

Don't be angry, but I have to
go to the ministry.

You can drink this.

Why do you have to?

Some kinda competition, I'd have to
be in the jury, but it won't last long.

You'll stay, won't you?

No way! Our train will leave at 5,

we have the tickets.
- Why are you in such a hurry?

- You can go, do your thing.
- Ok, but we didn't even talk.

We'll stop by later...

He's always in haste.

As if he were afraid of someone.

I look into the studio often
to check who's here.

No one besides me.

Grow tall!

I leave now. One thing...
I brought this for you!

Voila!

An orange...

Does such a beauty exist?

I can't even remember its taste.

Where did you find it, Menyus?

I'm working on a portrait
of an attach?'s daughter.

I got some from that one.

Do you work?

Yeah.

They'll exhibit my degree
work in Kaposv?r.

Really? Where?

At the town council.
What an ugly building.

Have you heard, Andr?s?
That's great.

Congratulations! This is
a big thing, isn't it?

About this size.

You clown, you!

- Bye. I have to go.
- When will we you come again?

I don't know.

Also, I'd like if you wouldn't
seek after me, either.

Where do you leave?

- No, but I'd like you to know...
- We understand.

Namely that Andr?s had been imprisoned

and that we...
- That's okay, Menyus. Understood.

Bye.

For God's sake! Why are you crying?

Anyone who had written
your diary, you see

became upset.

There was a person, who
said enthusiastically just this:

"this is work is as deep as Solzhenitsin,

simply came out
of your head".

How much time had
you spent inside?

Three years.

Oh yes.

So you'll do the changes you have to

and everything will be fine.

I can't change this.

Look, you don't have to right now.

Think it over.

I've already done.

I didn't think about how
you would like it.

If I were you, I'd release it,
but unfortunately

I recommend to wait with it,
it's worth it, this won't gather dust.

I tell you what,
this is a great idea.

By the way, I inform you
on behalf of a general editor

we'd gladly accept you as
a contributor to our newspaper.

Yeah.

Good. I'll think about it.

The bill, please!

No, please!

What's up with him?

What a neat girl she was.

Welcome, my son.

I'm curious: can you tell me
where was this wine produced?

At J?zsi Vincze's yard.

At last.

I brought this from uncle J?zsi Vincze

I told him to give me his best,
he'll have a class reunion.

- What's it like?
- Superb!

"Farewell buddies, onward, onward!"

Jesus Christ!
Dear me!

Come here!

Where?

"Onward, onward...

this road leads me back home.

I will be a philistine, too".

Let's drink!

Wait a moment.

Do you remember this?

I protected it ever since.

When I die, I'll leave
it to the high school.

I leave this harmonium
with a nice voice to you.

Its bellows draw a bit,
but its pipes are good.

Wait a minute.

This will be yours.

Do you like it?

Beautiful.

From the 16th century.

No one knows by which master.

From a town in Upper Hungary.

We can't accept it, Teacher.

Don't talk back!
My number is up anyway.

The library

The library belongs to the school.

It has some rare copies.

So! Let's drink!
I seldom have a day like this.

Sure.

We'd better go out to the porch.
It's somewhat warmer there.

My old bones are chilly, after all.

How much harm did the
prison affair cause you?

Nothing.

Freedom. Freedom.

I worked for the
track-repairers, man.

When I left them,
an old mate told me:

"Then let's recognize each other
later, Andr?s!"

This means that

I have to express myself when I work
in a specific a way

so that these people
shall recognize me.

You can't approach somebody
without this demand.

Excuse me for a moment.

- Are you Andr?s Fodor?
- Yes.

Can we talk in private?

Please.

One moment.

Come in.

- Do you know L?szl? Jon?cs?
- Yes, very well.

That well?

We're a pair of students.

- Do you know his family?
- Yes.

They're kulaks /wealthy peasant/,
aren't they?

No.

Do you think he's all right?

Absolutely.

I mean politically.

I mean it that way, too.

Thank you very much, comrade Fodor.

It's nothing.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Sorry.

Who's this?

I don't know.

Andr?s Fodor.

Good luck for your future work.

Thank you.

A long time ago.
I'm happy for that.

We were so worried about you.

But sorrow aside...
Let's forget the past!

Look into the future, let's drink
for life, for health.

I allow my guests to freely choose
how much they'd like to drink!

Which one of you is able to continue?

"If you're able, then drink up hard,

the weaker drinker should
mix it with water

we won't make a foolish law for drinking.

How wealth or morality cause rejoice

What is incentive reason
for friendship"...

He fell asleep.

Start up the engine!

- What have you done? Are you crazy?
- Ignition stopped working.

Sounds different, eh?

What happened?
Did old Iski preach?

He wants to make an academian
out of everyone.

Every time I run into him,
I can barely shake him off.

He always says: "It's sin against God
that you're not going to a university".

Why? I'll transform this rickety
monument as soon as it gets freed.

I bet you: I'll earn more money in one
year, than a graduate in five years.

They've been here, by the way.

A man and a woman to
preserve this old house.

"Fine" I said, "You can defend it
as a fortress after two years".

By that time I'll collect enough money to
create a workshop next to the highway.

I speak enough French to announce:
"m?canicien" and "service".

Come on boys, get in the car!

I'll take this to try it out.

Get yourself ready.
We'll go out to vineyard later.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Take the whole thing, ok?

Wait.

- How's your heart, mother?
- There's not much time left for me, son.

How can you say something like that?

You'll bury me in no time.

Who do you live with, son?

Let me decide, mother.

Receive it with love.

Thank you.

- What's the matter, mother?
- Nothing my son.

Let's just sit on the corner seat.

Tell me, what lies
heavy on your heart?

You could've found a
more decent girl here, son.

Who can cook, who keeps order.

Oh dear.

A divorced woman.

Son, you had D?ra,
what a nice woman she was.

Busy, pretty, smart.

Don't be worried, mother.

- Would you like a coffee?
- What next? I can't.

The doctor forbid me
with regard to my heart.

What an enchanting, wee child. Only if
you could see how voraciously he ate...

Would you like to have a look?

Let's go.

- What are you smelling, Rozi?
- This nice perfume. How it diffuses...

We never had the chance for cosmetics.
Walnut leaf, at best. True, isn't it?

Or at Easter... when the wealthy young
farmers sprinkled with rose-water.

- Do you remember Pali Varga, Rozi?
- Which the clumsy Varga?

- Yes.
- He was a strapping fellow.

And rich, too.

And what was it good for?
Toiled, fighted for money.

And now? Crippled.

Sprinkled from a bottle
two times this size.

Such a long time ago. Unreal.

- Won't you put some on yourself?
- Garn, stop being silly, S?rika!

Are you alright?

Of course.

We'll stay home.

Why?

No way, Andr?s.

We can't do that to them.

Right. As you wish.

Things are always as you wish.

Have you ever noticed it?

No.

You're unable to see anything
other than your self-made norms.

Andr?s... perhaps you don't even notice
if I turn grey meanwhile.

Stop that typing!

Forgive me, Andr?s.

You have to understand

you'll burn out.

You burn up everything else near you.

I try to be your helper,
subordinate myself to your talent,

Yes, your talent which
you don't utilize!

Bye!

What did the copy editor say?

Nothing.

- We can go to the vineyard.
- So! Let's go!

You should've left the
wall white, mother!

But the judge has the same, son.

They could hardly give us the roller.

That was sent by auntie Manci,
when we plastered the house.

- Nice picture.
- Isn't it?

I see you're still
interested in art.

A good sign.

You are my
customers, after all.

If I carved you one, you'd be in tears.

But I paint too. If you want.

Do you know how they work in M?nchen?

With devices.

They scan the ignition, engine, chassis

like doctors in white coats.

I wrote to M?t?.
I'll go out next summer for a month.

People say you can't live there,
only earn money.

You can also earn money here.

But you have to
grow old for it.

Suddenly, you'll take your turn.

No way!

It's easy for you.

They knighted the Beatles members.
I saw a photo.

Imagine how the old fart
gentlemen sneezed.

What do you listen to?

You can't be a headmaster
or a Henry Moore all the time.

Am I right?

I'm 20.

I already have two children.
I want another next year.

One will go on studying,
and the other will continue my craft.

This is not for us anymore, buddy.

I should go swimming more.

Voila!

"It's no use crying,
the devil take the hindmost!"

Why don't you drink some?

To your health!

So good.

It's so beautiful, buddy.

What is it?

I didn't even touch glasses with you.

It's so hot.

Cheers!

- Laci, you'll get dry!
- Thanks but no. I drive the "cart".

Would you like one?

Is it over?

Andr?s... I'm sorry.

Come on.

*

Go on! Sweet as honey.

Here's the port-wine...

Look here, pal!
It's unlike the other.

"You don't have a"...

Stand at attention!
I've arrived you brat!

Are you laughing at your old man?

You see,
father-in-law of my son

youth nowadays...

are laughing at us... our own blood

for whom we shed our own!

Speak about your father with respect!

Saj?di colonel general
pinned the medal on me

the Medal of Bravery
silver medal, that's right!

They don't have respect
for the elderly...

Don't drink that much,
you had a fair drink up at home.

- Me?
- Yes you did.

Give me that glass!

Where's Andr?s, Menyus?

- Brother?
- What?

If you'll get bored with the "cart",
think about me.

I'd pay off in parts.

In which month are you?

Me? I'm not pregnant.

Get me one from M?t?,
if you visit him.

Give me the keys,
but don't tell anyone!

Jesus Christ! Hurry Up!
Where are you, Krystyna?

Let's go home!
By foot, okay?

- Most likely he's awake.
- Indeed, 'cause it's not far away!

- You old drunkard, you can't even walk!
- Me? Look here!

Draw a line, I won't diverge an inch!

Eins, zwei, drei, vier...

What's your problem?

Nothing.

What's wrong with you?

You clown!

Mister Fodor!

Headmaster!

I remember the
old roads as well!

Andr?s?

- I won't give in anymore!
- Did you hit Me!?

Me!?

Andris!

What's wrong with you, son?

It was only a game.

A flower for a flower!

The End.