1945 Page #2

Synopsis: 12 August 1945, 11 AM. Two mysterious strangers dressed in black appear at the railway station of a Hungarian village. In the shadow of Russian occupation, the people of the village are preparing for the wedding of the son of the clerk, but the bride's former fiance returns from captivity. Within a few hours, everything changes. Secrets, sins, reckoning, love, betrayal, confrontation.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Ferenc Török
Production: Katapult Film
  1 win & 4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.6
Metacritic:
80
Rotten Tomatoes:
96%
Year:
2017
91 min
$258,392
Website
125 Views


- Can't you knock?

Did you warn people?

No?

Why'd you come here?

- We have to give it back.

- What do you mean?

We have to give it all back.

- Don't be silly. - The Pollak family

sent these people.

- They'll find out everything.

- Calm down.

What makes you think they have

anything to do with the Pollaks?

Bandi, go home

and have a drink.

Go on now. You know

if there's a problem,

I'll fix it.

See you at the wedding feast.

"Then, in the name of

Social Democrats... "

You have

no business here.

"Mtys Rkosi, Hungarian

Communist Party

"leader, spoke of current

political problems. "

Hungarian democracy... "

ARMIN POLLAK'S PHOTO ALBUM

rpd!

Open up!

Where are you?

Hey!

- Where the hell were you?

- Back in the storeroom.

There are 2 Jews in

the village.

Supposedly they brought

perfume.

The Pollaks?

No.

But the Pollaks might have sent them.

- And then?

- And then what?

And then what?

Relax. You want to give up already?

Was I the one who

wanted all this?

Have you lost your mind?

It's too late to call off

the wedding.

You should be grateful

Arpi's marrying you.

V sum.!

Good day.

Good day.

Good day.

How did that

sewing machine get here?

Your husband

arranged that too.

Thank you.

Good day.

Am I disturbing you?

No, I just tried it on

one last time.

You don't like me,

do you?

I love my son.

I'm going to love your

son too.

You love the drugstore.

Come on!

Kick it over here!

Come on!

- Have you eaten?

- Yes.

They're here.

Do you hear me?

- They're here in the village.

- I know.

So?

Your son died

a hero on the front.

You've got

two other sons.

They issued us

the house legally, didn't they?

What if

the Pollaks come back too?

Gimme that brandy.

They gave us papers for it,

the Town Clerk himself.

- You and your Town Clerk.

- Oh, please...

You can do what you want.

I'm not leaving this house!

Nor are the kids.

Put that brandy down!

Leave it!

I said, put it down.

You've had enough!

Let me go!

There are other places you could

act like a man!

Please hurry. He's got

a wedding in 2 hours.

- Thank you.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye.

- I'll be back in an hour.

Are you nervous?

I think he'll be done in time.

I didn't mean the suit.

I've got a bad feeling.

Hey!

Anybody here?

What are you doing here?

The office is closed.

Nice bike.

What makes you

so high and mighty?

Kissing the Russians' ass?

I was looking for

the registry.

That's none of

your business.

Will you take me for

a ride too, sometime?

Down the poplar lane?

What would you like,

Jancsi?

- I'd like some tobacco.

- Give him some, son!

- And a glass of champagne!

- Champagne for a peasant, lstvn?

- Bit of a waste isn't it?

- It's a new world.

Master or peasant,

it doesn't matter...

Right?

As long as they're

Hungarian.

Well?

Have a nice day!

- Good day.

- Good day.

Get over here!

Andrs wants to return

the house.

I know, may his mother be damned!

He won't listen to me.

I'll convince him.

You talk to the women.

I have to tell you

something.

Your father made me sign the

accusation against Pollak.

That's why they took him

before the others.

If they're back,

you should know.

What did Kustar want?

You know very well!

What do you know?

You couldn't even get

a girl for yourself!

I got you exempted

from military service.

Cost me a fortune,

so you wouldn't

have to go and die on the front!

Now you're talking back to me?

- I arranged all this too.

- I'm giving the store back.

No you're not.

No you're not.

Your damned mother!

You won't give it back.

We're not just going to give back

what's rightfully ours?

We've got papers

to prove it's yours.

You're about to leave?

- Where are you going?

- I don't know yet.

To Budapest.

You think you're

better than me?

God bless.

Hey!

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

What the hell do they want?

Revenge?

To show off the goods

all over the village?

Go on! Go! Go! Go!

Watch them!

Follow them! Report back

if you see anything!

Understood.

Father!

It slipped. Careful!

Didn't you close it?

Damn it! Shove it back!

Did anything fall off?

Hello, who is it?

Hello, Operator?

Szentes here.

Connect my wife.

Connecting.

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

Budapest.

Paris. America.

God bless you.

It's me.

Connect him.

What do you want?

Lock the door.

If anyone knocks or raps,

don't open it.

They're right in front of the house.

They have perfume and cosmetics.

In bulk.

Maybe they're trustees.

Maybe Pollak had

a will...

Or he sold

the house again.

But then the contract's invalid,

and there can't be

a new owner. I said,

there can't be a new owner.

Damn it!

Gee-up, go ahead!

Are we moving

again?

We're not going

anywhere.

This place is ours.

Everything

here is ours.

If anyone asks:

this stuff isn't here.

The Germans took it.

Or the Russians.

It's not here, understand?

Where are you taking

those rugs?

Be quiet!

What are you doing here?!

Get out! Out!

Well, Kustar'?

What brings you here?

- I've come for confession.

- Now?

Now.

Do we have to do this now?

There's a wedding today.

I confess to

the Almighty Father,

and to you in God's stead, Father.

Since my last confession

I've committed the following sins...

I'm listening, son.

Have you heard,

Father?

- What?

- They're back.

There's two already in

the village.

What makes you think the others

are coming, too?

What do you want

to confess, son?

The house,

the furniture...

Go on, son...

Don't you understand,

Father?

They issued you that house,

didn't they?

You have the deed.

You've suffered enough.

The Town Clerk

and my wife...

- Have you been drinking?

- They made me sign the accusation.

You dare come

to God's house drunk?

Answer me, son!

You don't want to

understand either, Father.

Go home. Say 10 Hail Marys,

10 Our Fathers.

Sleep it eff. And don't come

before the Lord drunk again.

This is where

they prayed.

That other building over there,

is where they studied.

Rzsika.

We can't start

a wedding like this.

We can't-.

They'll bring trouble

to us.

You're talking nonsense...

Two days before they

were taken away...

Krausz's wife came to see me

She begged me.

Offered money if

I would hide her son.

The younger one.

I made space for him behind

the firewood in the shed...

I didn't even tell you.

But the last night...

before they were all

taken away,

when they were all in

the temple,

the gendarmes came.

They knew what

to look for.

What did you do?

I was scared.

I think we still have

things to do here.

Did you hear?

They're going to demand

everything back.

The stuff Weisz gave me

for safekeeping

is in the cellar,

in locked trunks.

I only spent what he gave me

to keep his things safe.

- They're welcome as far I'm

concerned. - And what should I do?

The house they issued

you is yours to keep.

Give back the rest.

But I've got

2 other kids.

From how many

fathers?

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Gábor T. Szántó

The native form of this personal name is Szántó T. Gábor. This article uses the Western name order. Gábor T. Szántó is a Hungarian novelist, screenwriter, poet, essayist and editor (Budapest, 1966— ). more…

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