Horea

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ROMANIA FILM:

presents

a NUMARUL PATRU production

producer

RADU STEGAROIU:

filmed at the

CINEMA PRODUCTION CENTER

studios in BUCHARES HOREA

with

OVIDIU IULIU MOLDOVAN

SERBAN IONESCU:

DAN SANDULESCU:

RADU BELIGAN:

MIRCEA ALBULESCU

ENIKO SZILAG Y:

ION BESOIU:

PETRE GHEORGHIU:

FLORIN CHIRIAC:

SIEGMUND SIEGFRIED

ALEXANDRU REPAN:

MIRCEA DIACONU:

NICOLAE ALBANI:

Z OLTAN VADASZ:

MIRCEA HINDOREANU

COSTEL RADULESCU

screenwriter

TITUS POPOVICI:

music by

TIBERIU OLAH:

with the symphonic orchestra conducted

by IOSIF CONTA

make-up artists

ELENA RUCAREANU:

GHEORGHE DRAGHICI

assistant directors

MARIANA PETCULESCU

DIMITRIOS SUKAS:

editor

ELENA PANTAZICA:

soundtrack

NICOLAE CIOLCA:

costume designer

DESDEMONA LO ZINSCHI

setting designer

MARCEL BOGOS:

production director

LUCIAN DANTE GOLOGAN

director of photography

VIVI DRAGAN VASILE

director

MIRCEA MURESAN:

HOREA:

VIENNA 1784

A division of the Tuscany regiment

will depart to Slatna! Go on, please.

Pressbuch Herzeitung:

Transylvanian tragedy caused by

peasants' impoverishment

Wiener Zeitung presents the events...

Politische Jurnal from Hamburg:

Horea speaks German well, reads

German classical authors,

According to people who know him

intimately in Vienna.

Oberposter Herzeitung, Frankfurt:

Horea wore a precious stone, the seal

of his new kingdom, Dacia.

A company of the Romanian regiment

of frontier guards

will depart to Miercurea.

The skills and loyalty of these units

are to be tested.

Go on, please.

The point made by Gazette de France,

Journal de Geneve, Wicklaas News,

Gazeta de Madrid, and Diario Estero

from Milan is that the Transylvanian

riot is legitimate for the berserk slaves

grow relentless in their hatred as the tyrants

become more oppressive.

Gentlemen, his Majesty is at work!

He's humiliating us.

I don't see why we had to come

before the German

looking like a bunch of

beggars.

So he might see where his demented

hatred for the

Transylvanian nobles has brought us!

- What if he won't see us today either?

We'll stay here for as long as it

takes,

Until we'll all perish from starvation

on his doorstep!

His Excellency, the honored Count,

Anton lankovici.

Myes... Go on.

Der Deutsche Merkur from Weimar:

It is unknown where Horea's heroic

deeds will take him.

We hope he will not be tortured and

end as Thomas Munzer,

the hero of the German Peasants' War.

I most humbly bow before your Majesty...

...Since ballet scenes interrupt the

flow of narration rendering a frivolous note,

we propose - underline this word -

their elimination from operas

to take place in the future.

I ordered our personal physician

to tell you the truth

concerning your situation,

my esteemed Count.

I was aware of it without this gesture of

attention from your Majesty.

Palida mors aeque pulsat

pede pauperum tavernas regum vetures

If it concerned another, one may have

thought this a cruel gesture.

You are doomed, my brother.

Rest at ease, they are doomed as well.

I have a favor to ask of you.

I'm listening, brother.

You are faced with the great unknown,

a threshold, a peak, who knows?

You may look lightly upon human

passion and turmoil.

Yes. I am appointing you Royal and

lmperial Commissary

in Transylvania for the duration of

the investigation.

You shall personally look into the

causes of this riot.

I know them, brother.

The obstinate intellectually-reduced

and savage-mannered nobility

refuses to let go of old privileges.

I know, but a clear inquiry

must be made,

not necessarily for history's sake,

But for mine, first of all.

I must know how

and where this all started.

I want to learn the secret mechanism

of this storm.

The entire Europe is discontent;

I see it, hear it, feel it every day.

As far as I know, the peasants have

accepted the eight-days truce

proposed by Colonel Wajda.

Since the riot passed its initial

ebullition, it is as good as ended.

Prepare the general commander patent

of the Wurthenberg Dragons' regiment

for colonel Savelius Wajda Pustahaza.

Myes. The riot is as good as ended.

Its remittance is

next, the usual... none of your concern.

I want to know its texture,

its secret mechanism,

because you can never understand that

you must never...

I impart justice and not my subjects.

For this, the leaders must be

apprehended.

That is your mission, brother.

But alive, alive at any cost,

especially Horea.

Their fate?

The lesson given to the illiterate,

arrogant, rebellious landowners,

reluctant to my reform was

more than welcomed.

As if this Horea had read my mind.

But one who is able to read

a king's mind is dangerous.

You shall decide their fate, brother.

With the clear mind and detachment

that only your approaching end can

provide.

Beyond which we know there

is nothing else.

Farewell, brother.

I thank your Majesty for this supreme

proof of trust.

Are you wearing powder, Count?

I wouldn't have allowed myself to show

your Majesty

the image of human decrepitude.

For the noblemen refugees in the

cities of Deva and Hunedoara

there will be a daily tax of 17 kreutzers,

a sum to be returned

to the imperial treasury

as soon as calm is restored.

His Royal lmperial and

Apostolic Majesty,

Emperor of Germany, King of Hungary,

Bohemia and Jerusalem,

Archduke of Austria, Duke of

Burgundy,

Great Prince of Transylvania.

Count Karoly requests de honor of

presenting your Majesty's

high compliance to the needs and

grievances of Transylvanian nobility.

Your most sacred Majesty,

the fire and pillage caused by the

Romanian rebellious noblemen,

arsonists, harassers and assassins

lead to the utter devastation

of most nobles, the flower and

decorum of Transylvania,

and they are still relentless.

Their past and present leader is the

poisoning Urs Necula,

also known as Horea,

who shamelessly poses as an authority...

Will you be baptized as serfs?

Yes, yes...

What shall your names be?

What shall we name them?

Vasile! Gheorghe!

Then, we name Adam and Eve!

Is that rightful?

Yes, yes, we thank you.

Now you will see how we lead our lives.

Good day to you, gentle folks!

Any truce, any treaty with Romanian

peasants is wrongful.

Ever since out fathers came to

Transylvania,

seeing the nature of these peasants,

wisely ruled that only

the harshest punishments may keep

them obedient and dutiful.

This is their home!

This is to be your home.

You were quick to take on

peasant manners!

Forgive me, my love! Forgive me, light

of my eyes!

You will survive.

Freedom was given to them by the new

imperial laws,

emerged from august kindness,

but these people are against all

morals...

Enough! You've understood nothing.

Why did you dress like Bohemian

tumblers?

So that your Majesty may see to

what misery

the faithful noblemen of

Transylvania have been brought to!

Faithful? The faith in the Crown...

a minimum of intelligence and common

sense

would have dictated that you

apply a salving reform!

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