Horea Page #3

 
IMDB:
7.1
Year:
1984
122 min
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Don't you know them?

Didn't you receive Horea's letter?

Tell the general anyway! So he may

hear them once more!

Tell him! Why shouldn't he hear them?

Why did you come in such numbers?

Why have you rebelled?

Let our brothers go free!

Let them go free!

Because our rights have been

trampled on!

And the truces we made, willingly or

not, were also broken.

There, officer, we talk of peace,

minding our business while

landowners eavesdrop.

How can there be peace?

With whom?

Between them and us?

I myself,

your shepherd,

came to teach you as a father,

and show you that

the merciful emperor has forgiven each

and every one.

Long live our emperor,

losefus Secundus!

For this mercy, clemency and wisdom to

be granted to you,

I bid you return home, my sons!

And come back here in eight days time

with your true leaders

whose orders you willingly obey,

and we will reach an accord!

You shouldn't have done that.

How can there be peace between those

who have and those who don't?

Between the powerful and the weak?

I knew the truth.

Only lies and deceit!

But, you see,

the people...

they thought that...

Don't blame the people!

Some missed their infants, others were

tired of sleeping in the cold,

others were frightened of their

own deeds!

But they didn't renounce us and they

didn't sell us out!

Who are you?

The eight days have passed!

We meet again!

Let the leaders come forth!

Are you the leaders?

The people's messengers!

You will come with me to Deva!

There you will be told...

you will hear the emperor's order!

The emperor's order or answer?

The order, Horea.

Bring three horses for these people!

Well, officer, we cannot travel that

far, alone,

together with foreign troops!

The emperor's troops, old man!

And if we all go, we cannot hold

responsibility for our people,

because they need food

and shelter!

Your leaders' conscience is not clear,

since you don't dare come alone and,

still, I am content by this!

This means you realize you've sinned

in your crimes!

No one among us has sinned, unless it

is sinful to seek justice!

It may be a sin to you, but not to us!

I demand that show here

the written orders

that you pretend... that you claim to

have

from his Majesty, the emperor,

and with which you've deceived the

unknowing crowds!

You are too insignificant in

rank to see them!

That may be!

Then, I ask you three to accompany me

and show them to whomever

you deem worthy.

Judas! You traitor!

Show us the emperor's letters!

Show them to us

if you refused to show them to the

general!

Here you are, Maties.

I cannot read.

What do the letters matter?

It is clear the emperor is a liar!

The Hungarian nobles

must've bribed him!

They must've tempted him with one of

their women!

You lied to us! You lied to us!

How did my father lie to us? How did

he lie to us?

Were we doing well and he said

otherwise?

Were we blissful and Horea said we

lived as animals?

- How did he lie to us?

- Leave him alone!

We'll put down our

weapons... the broken ones,

and we'll hide the good ones

together with the powder.

We'll make more scythes and spears.

And I say we give back

the things we seized.

The clothes of Hungarian

nobles are not suited for us.

And if you believe that myself or others

lied to you,

we'll go and surrender ourselves.

No!

Horea, these are the first weak words

I've heard you utter.

Go!

The mountains are our home.

We'll wait for you next spring.

- We can't fight the imperial troops.

- How can that be?

For the time being.

Take it!

Thank you!

And here, in the mountains,

where I believe we are truly at home,

we may crush them.

Father.

Father! Let me come with you.

Son, who knows if we'll ever sit at

the same table again

and drink to one another's health?

Here! I have nothing else to give you.

We'll stay here tonight. I'll gather

some firewood.

Spring's a long way away still.

The tracks...

I forgive you for stealing everything

from my home, Maties loan.

We'll live better with everything we'll

receive after this.

Sandor.

Did you call for me? Or did I dream?

Command me! I am prepared to die.

Take the clock outside and throw it in

the latrine!

You know, the countess cannot stand

anything

touched by the Wallachians' filthy

hands.

The entire family's been through the

Wallachians' hands.

I assume those hands touched

you, even against your own will.

Did you suffer much from

the tumult, count?

Look around, Excellency.

We invited you to these ruins hastily

put back

so that you may see for yourselves.

They took everything.

They broke what they couldn't take!

The important thing is that you live.

Only animals value life most of all!

Horea calls for you! Get out!

Horea calls for you!

Grab your axes, your forks, your

scythes! Come out!

Grab your axes, your forks,

your scythes!

Come out! Horea calls for you!

Agnes, can't you hear them outside?

Let's leave while we still can!

Sandor, Sandor! Please, try to

convince her!

Agnes, your leaving, goddess, is not

shameful,

but a gentle swan's fly through

the clouds!

Go to hell! How is it that you, a

Palfy, don't see that if we defy them,

if we are not frightened,

they will not dare!

They're plebeians!

Afraid of what they do not understand!

And if you force me to leave, we will

part forever!

I'd rather be with a gypsy than you!

They're waiting for us to leave, but

seeing us upright,

dignified, in our home,

they will not dare!

The plebeians fury in vain boils, thou

needs only draw thy sword!

Be as the lightning,

Arpad!

And the hydra penetrated

the dark abysses!

Very well.

As you wish and as God wishes!

What are you doing here drinking?

Judge, why aren't you with the people?

Rest peaceful, master.

Ever since the tumult started they keep

telling us

we'll suffer the world should we...

Be careful, for they greatly

"desire" you!

And you? Why aren't you at your posts?

In arms, so they may see and fear you?

Stay and have a drink with us,

your highness.

Ildiko! Polodar! Children, where are

you?

Children, where are you?

Stay still, son! This is not child's play!

You bragged that you wait for them,

and now you lie about?

Now is their turn to pay!

These are the emperor's orders:

there are to be no Hungarian nobles left

in the land!

Castles are burning on the Mures, on

the Cris rivers, and you...!

Or perhaps you did not hear

the command?

Perhaps you are on their side!

They've shown you too much kindness,

making your lives too full!

We've set fire to them everywhere

we've been!

And we shall do the same from now on!

and you should know,

that those who keep away when every

man will rebel,

those we'll mark with this!

You say you have the emperor's orders!

Where are they?

Can you show them?

Do you know this?

Feel it, it's made of gold?

Where would I get gold if not from

the emperor?

I see the cross! The cross is solid! But I

hear the emperor has also sent letters!

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Titus Popovici

Titus Viorel Popovici (16 May 1930 – 30 November 1994) was a Romanian screenwriter and author. more…

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