Sunshine Page #2

Please, God,

may we always go on singing.

[Chuckles,

Gently Closes Door]

[Latin]

I invoke the right

for the first night.

Shh.

Don't be frightened.

We're already doomed to hell.

We might as well enjoy it.

[Narrator] Success came quickly

to my grandfather.

He became a judge,

fulfilling a childhood dream.

[Pounding Gavel]

In the name of the Emperor,

I hereby call this trial to order.

[Snaps Shutter]

[Emmanuel] When you

sit in judgment of people,

never forget who you are.

And to help you

remember...

This was your

grandfather's watch.

It's the watch of a village

tavern keeper.

Now it's yours.

[Watch Ticking]

dd [Chiming]

dd [Chiming Continues]

And this...

is for your desk.

"Take nothing on trust.

See everything for yourself.

This is your father's advice."

[Valerie Sighing]

[Valerie Gasping]

- What?

- I was wondering how it would be...

making love with

a district court judge.

You're judging a judge?

Your verdict, please.

[Laughing]

The judge is a hard man.

His sentences

are often stiff,

but always passionate.

The verdict

is a life sentence.

Come in, Sonnenschein.

Come in.

Sit down.

- Cigar?

- No, thank you.

- You don't smoke?

- Yes, I do smoke.

Then have a cigar.

Go on, please.

Everyone...

speaks highly of you.

They say you're incorruptible

and quite learned.

We're considering you

for the Central Court.

I'm honored, sir,

but perhaps I'm a bit young.

No, not at all.

I must speak frankly with you.

I hope what I say

will not offend you.

It's not possible for the Central

Court to have a presiding judge...

with a name like Sonnenschein.

We'd like to promote you.

We trust you.

We need you...

but you will have to change your

name to something more Hungarian.

- I see.

- Naturally,

this is just friendly advice,

man-to-man.

Nothing like

an official request.

Yes, of course, sir.

At the end of the day,

the decision has to be yours.

Thank you, sir.

I'm honored.

[Door Closes, Echoes]

[Ignatz] What do you think of

when you hear the name Sonnenschein?

[Valerie]

My lover.

- Suppose it's not me?

- Me.

What if it's someone

not related to us?

- Someone Jewish.

- Not necessarily.

Well, definitely not Hungarian.

The Chief Justice told me

I'd have to change my name...

to something more Hungarian if

I want to be a Central Court judge.

What are you going to do?

- [Crying]

- Don't cry, please.

I beg you.

Does this mean you intend

to abandon the faith?

No, Father. I would never.

I swear to you.

Neither would I.

You want to change

your name as well?

Yes, Papa, I do.

- And you?

- Other young doctors have done it.

Not just Jews either.

Slovaks, Serbs.

[Emmanuel]

I see.

Well, names are not

given to us by God.

May I have a second serving

of carp, Mrs. Sonnenschein.

Beautifully prepared.

- What about Solyom?

- Solti?

- Somlo?

- I have it. Sor.

It means the same thing

in Latin and in Hungarian.

"Prophesy, fate,

destiny, task."

Dr. Gustave Sors. Couldn't

we pick a more common name?

Dr. Gustave Sors. Couldn't

we pick a more common name?

Sors is perfect.

[Man] The Minister of the Interior

has approved your application.

The name Dr. Ignatz Sonnenschein

is changed to Dr. Ignatz Sors.

Please sign the declaration.

Dr. Gustave

Sonnenschein,

your name is now

Dr. Gustave Sors.

- Valerie Sors.

- [Chuckles Softly]

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Just cross it out and sign again.

[Laughing]

Good afternoon,

governor.

[Sighs]

We're going to have a baby.

But you're my sister.

I'm hardly your sister.

I'm your cousin.

[Sighs]

My mother will murder me.

Me too.

I love you very much.

[Giggling]

- Sorry I'm late.

- [Ignatz] You're always late.

[Ringing Bell]

My dear Mother and Father,

I have an announcement to make.

I'm asking for Valerie's hand

in marriage.

According to the law, we are not

doing anything illegal.

We have been in love

with each other for years now.

- Our feelings haven't lessened...

- [Groaning, Falls]

She's only fainted, Father.

She'll be fine.

You think your fiance

could give me a hand?

[Sighs]

A glass of Sunshine tonic,

please.

[Rose Crying]

- [Ignatz] Here, drink this.

- [Crying Continues]

- [Tonic Pouring]

- I don't know what to do.

I told you not to take her in,

but you insisted!

"My brother's child is an orphan.

This is our responsibility."

Your responsibility

is to your real family.

So now I'm insisting:

Get her out of the house!

Be quiet.

Why should I be quiet

in my own house?

Come to your senses

and forbid them to do it!

It's no use. Our children

aren't interested...

in warnings from their grandfather

nor even in God's curse.

She'll be interested

in my curse.

I curse her. May her womb dry up.

May she never have children!

- No!

- What do you want from me?

I want the mother of my children

to understand my children!

- She is not your child!

- Stop it!

If you can't keep your mouth shut,

I'll shut it!

Maybe you can talk to your

Sarah Bettelheim like that,

but not to me!

Not to me!

I'm your wife!

[Sighs]

dd [Cantor]

dd [Continues]

dd

dd [Continues]

dd

[Ignatz, Hebrew]

- [Hebrew]

- [Repeats]

- [Continues]

- [Repeats]

[Rabbi Continues]

[Continues]

[Continues]

- [Guests] Mazeltov!

- [Glass Shatters]

dd

[Laughs]

[Guests Chattering]

[Children Giggling]

Winds of spring

now swell the seas.

Flower,

my sweet, flower.

- dd [Continues]

- [Valerie Laughs]

dd

[Scattered Applause]

dd [Continues]

dd

- I'll never forgive you, you know.

- What for?

Marrying him

instead of me.

[Valerie Laughing]

[Continues Laughing]

[Narrator] My great-grandfather

Emmanuel remembered an afternoon...

when he, too, had hoped

for great happiness...

when he had asked his father

for permission...

to marry his cousin,

Sarah Bettelheim.

But permission was refused,

and Emmanuel hadn't allowed...

any real measure of happiness

into his life since then.

Wheneverjoy approached, Emmanuel

would immediately ask himself:

"What will come of this? What

terrible price will I have to pay?"

[Valerie]

Here, everybody.

- [Clicks Shutter]

- [Camera Timer Buzzing]

Honorable Minister,

may I introduce Dr. Ignatz Sors.

Ah, yes, your new favorite.

A most promising young judge.

My pleasure, Minister.

I trust you've seen

this morning's newspaper?

Two members of the Prime Minister's

office have been accused...

of selling information

to property speculators.

I can assure you it's

a filthy political move...

fabricated entirely

by the opposition.

From what I've read, there

are three points in the case...

which I find intriguing.

Do you think

the gentlemen are guilty?

I beg your pardon,

but if surprise evidence...

was to turn up in the courtroom,

then nothing can be done except...

- Except?

- Severe sentences for all of them.

What would you advise?

The case could be

sent back to the prosecution...

for further investigation to ensure

that no detail is overlooked.

This could be quite

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