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A circular orbit has no such points,
but of course there's no such thing as an absolutely circular orbit.
Brains are needed to know when to launch the second Vostok.
- How lovely! - Pump some water.
Go home.
That's fine.
37 degrees. Almost like a fever.
Come out!
He heard us.
Maestro.
What would you pay
for such a scarecrow?
Wait.
I've packed Luja's things. Shall I bring them over?
- We'll come over by car. - Coming?
- Bye. - Bye.
Take care of yourselves. Be careful of deep water.
- Are you listening, son? - Come on.
- Hello, Aunt Anna - Hello, kids.
Hi, guys.
Tomboy?
He whistled for her. She wasn't at home.
Give me a bite.
- What was the match like? - I was off form.
- Scored any goals? - Next Sunday.
Maestro... The laurels!
You're always joking about serious things.
- What is it? - Vivaldi.
If his name means anything to you.
I saw it in a crossword puzzle.
- Who was he? - A priest in Venice.
He composed the first violin concerto. In the 18th century.
You should concentrate on more serious things than crosswords.
- Was that you, Berci? - Wait.
Pass it.
Wait for me!
Come on, kids.
Head it.
Look out.
Watch out on the left.
Well done.
Don't trample it.
- Wasn't it a goal? - It was.
Goal! Two to one.
Berci, what's wrong?
Don't let him deceive you. I'll tickle him.
He's only pretending.
Catch him!
Don't let him escape.
Here you are.
Look.
- Who is he? - I've no idea.
Leave the bicycles here.
- Our 'Golden Bank'. - It's nice.
It's worth the long ride. Here are the others.
Hi!
- Afraid? - Terribly.
- Can I help? - Yes, please.
I'll introduce them.
Karesz applied for the sports academy.
Berci failed in the second grade.
Now he's a shop assistant.
Gabi is a trainee biologist He writes poems,too.
Laci Kiraly's a theoretical physicist.
He's won many maths contest prizes.
Luja's in the mud. A future sculptor.
This is Zoli. He's a medical student.
She's Böbe.
Hello, I'm Zoltän Szökely.
Are you embarrassed? Sit down.
With pleasure.
- From Budapest? - I study there.
What's the book?
Come on Böbe. It's great.
No.
- Do you know The Stranger ? - Of course.
- Careful, Karcsi! - Hi.
- Where does he come from? - He's a new neighbour.
Go away.
Why have you brought him here?
Head it.
- The academy accepted me. - Are you happy? - Oh, yes.
Don't flirt. It's a goal.
- May I smoke? - Of course.
- Stop that nonsense. - I'm sorry.
We don't know each other. I'm Zoltän Szökely.
Karesz.
- Where do you change? - Behind that tree.
Thanks.
- You have no manners. - I know.
Leave me alone.
No flirting.
Great!
- Come on! - Coming!
Hello, I'm Zoltän Szökely.
Please, sit here.
- Are you the goal post? - Leave them alone.
May I? Would you do my back?
- Join us? - With pleasure.
It looks nicely tanned already.
Goal.
- What's up? - Nothing.
Gabi. I didn't mean it.
Hey! Are you coming?
- Coming? - No, not now.
Come on, Doc.
Leave him alone.
The finest mud for your sculpting needs.
It's your turn.
Well, Doc?
Don't be a coward!
Hey, Uncle Miska!
Böbe! Bring the stuff!
Come on, let's get the twigs.
Look how beautiful.
Come on!
Give me an onion.
You'll be a physicist?
- When are you going to Budapest? - On Tuesday.
- And Gabi? - He got accepted, too.
- How long will you stay? - A few days.
Stop, brats. I'll take a photo.
Steady!
- Where's Gabi? - He must still be gathering twigs.
Steady.
I'll go and see.
Thanks.
Gabi!
An Altix? Mine's a Zenith C.
That's better, an SLR.
- Hasn't he come back yet? - No.
- He's gone home. - Why would he?
- He was upset. - Why was he upset?
Well...
He must be hiding somewhere. To frighten us.
Maybe he swam to the other bank.
Where are you? Gabi, don't be silly.
His clothes are here.
God... Do you think...
where are you going? Are you mad?
Come on.
You three. Search the other bank. Girls stay here.
We must call the police.
Wait!
Take a bicycle and go into town.
Listen!
- I'll go. - wait... maybe he's at home...
Take his clothes.
Come on.
We'd better see if he's at home...
Is that you, Berci?
- Gabi's not home yet? - You went off together.
- I ... came back early... - Shall I give him a message?
No, thanks.
- What have you done? - Stop it. - What have you done?
Let's go to the police.
The waves may bring him up.
Should we try farther down?
The water circles here.
Under the terry boat, maybe.
We'll go and see. Let's turn around.
- He must have got on the tug. - Oh, come on.
The old man used to take us on.
Harbour-master's office?
Good evening, Låszlö Kiräly speaking.
As we were swimming in the river, a tug-boat went by.
Gabi may have got on it.
Will you give us a ring?
Thanks.
Your father?
Gabi must have stayed to unload the tug-boat.
Without saying a word?
Thank you.
Have some tea.
You, too, Böbe.
A good idea. We spent too much time in the water.
Kiräly speaking.
Is that you, dad?
No, she hasn't.
On night duty?
Both of you'll stay.
A shirt for you.
I'll tell her. Good night.
- Hello, mum. - Dad?
He wants a shirt taking over.
It's his birthday tomorrow. I bought a book for you to give him.
The cancer check-ups really tired me out today.
Hello.
Why are you drinking that disgusting rum?
Aunt Ma risk a!
Kiräly speaking.
On my way home I heard that someone drowned.
I see.
Who was it?
Wrong number.
Go after her.
To hell with her.
Don't forget the shirt.
Yes, but I can't find the Medical Journal.
- You wanted to say something? - No, Mum...
You should start packing. To avoid a last minute rush.
Bye, kids.
Are you angry with me?
You don't think that...
Don't cry.
How strange you are!
I'm afraid...
Leave me alone.
Can't you hear me?
Won't you tell me why you're so upset?
It's all your fault.
And Tomboy's.
You keep showing your muscles around.
To prove your strength.
You're proud.
Do you think... God!
You think that being good in bed is something.
You thought I'm in love with you.
You're wrong.
I never was.
Not a bit.
Now please go.
You'll catch a cold.
Luja... My son...
Mother!
Are you all right?
Come, dear.
See you.
- Then? - We played head the ball.
- Gabi, too? - Yes. - You? - He was in the mud.
- I was reading. - Then you joined in?
- Did you know Gabi before? - I just met him here.
You met everyone here.
My father is the new caretaker. At the hospital.
So you went swimming afterwards? Was it cold?
Lukewarm.
- You went in there? - By the tree stump.
- Together? - Yes.
- You, too? - I was last.
- I stayed on the bank. - So you saw them.
- Where were you sitting? - By the tree.
Well?
Zoli was the last. He called me, too.
Then they played... with the ball...
- Diving under the water... - why?
To bring up mud from the bottom...
All of us did it in turn.
I see.
All of you graduated from high school. How could you do such a stupid thing?
It's 8 metres deep here. That's almost an atmosphere of pressure!
Understood?
- Who was the first to go down? - Karcsi.
The county champion.
You should have known how dangerous it was!
And you...
Perhaps someone kicked him,
or pushed him touching the bottom.
Was he in a bad mood recently?
Did you notice anything strange?
No.
And you?
When did you realise that he was missing?
- On the shore. - You looked tor him?
- On the bank and down there. - So far?
The river flows at a speed of 4 kilometers.
You didn't miss him earlier?
I only noticed that someone was missing.
I don't even remember what he looked like.
I can't recall his face.
- Who missed him? - Me!
But why so late?
Go back!
It's forbidden to bathe here.
Attention! Out of the water! Take your clothes.
Make it snappy.
I conclude: it was an accident.
If we find him, you'll be informed.
Bye, I have to go now. The boss is waiting for me.
Karesz dived and returned with a handful of mud.
He threw it to Gabi.
Then Gabi dived. It was his turn.
He threw the mud to me...
The water is 8 metres deep there.
I took a big breath and dived...
I pulled myself deeper and deeper.
I opened my eyes, but I couldn't see.
I grasped the mud.
I kicked myself up with all my strength.
When I got to the surface I looked around
"Everyone! Gabi!" "where is Gabi?"
Hello, Laci.
I still don't understand. I can't forget about it. Awful.
Aunt Anna...
- Hello, son. - I'd like to talk to you.
Is that you, Böla? This is Kiräly speaking.
What about the one in the motorbike accident?
The transfusion's proceeding?
I see.
Give him a noradrenaline infusion.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.
- Are you ready, KIåra? - Yes, come.
- Sorry. Is it very urgent? - No, father.
This afternoon. We can talk then.
What is it?
The patient with the ruptured liver is getting worse.
I'd like to see the stats for the cancer check-ups of last month.
Hello, son. Where were you?
- At the river. - So early?
Mum...
What would you say it I drowned?
What an idea!
You're a clever boy. You wouldn't do such foolish things.
Pack your things. Don't leave anything behind. It's high time.
I can't remember him... His face...
My memory has failed me.
- I'll go and see Aunt Anna. - Who? - His granny.
Oh, yes. I'll go with you.
I'd like to go alone.
Hi. Böbe dumped me.
She blames the two of us for everything.
She's totally upset.
She had a crying fit.
She's going away.
Go to her and do something.
- She dumped you? - She never wants to see me again.
Hurry!
Well, has Kari complained?
- Stop fooling around. - It's none of your business.
What's wrong with you?
- Leave me out of this game. - what game?
You know very well.
Wasn't Gabi in a bad mood recently?
- No. - Of course.
You teased him because he loved you.
You didn't even notice he'd disappeared.
He might have been dead for an hour and nobody missed him.
- I noticed it first. - A bit late.
- Shut up. - what do you know about him?
I know he was like a confessor to all of you.
'Dear Gabi, I'm in love...' 'Help me.'
And he did help you, too.
When his granny was out, he gave you and Kari the key.
- None of your business. - we were friends. Gabi told me everything.
What?
He didn't want to sleep with just anyone. He wanted real love.
He said that?
Yes.
Gabi and I had an affair.
Ever since the boathouse.
It was real love.
Complete... As good as yours.
Because we were happy.
Until the last minute.
Gabi, too.
Now go!
Tell that to everyone!
I won't deny it!
I wouldn't have thought you were like that.
Gabi and I were happier than you and Karesz.
He's dead.
I saw his granny with his clothes.
I'm ashamed of myself.
In the morning I started out to the tug-boat.
Maybe... I couldn't believe it.
On my way I stood gazing at the sports track.
The kids were high-jumping.
I don't know why, I tried it, too...
I was never good at high-jumping.
I completely forgot about everything.
There's no point to anything. He's dead.
I tried to draw him. But I can't remember him.
An artist has to remember.
I've tried this one five times.
The first time when I was a student.
It's still not the real one.
If he woke me this morning,
I hadn't even been annoyed. It seemed such an idiotic joke.
But now...
Everything seemed so simple... until now...
I drew a still life. They said I was talented.
It was a copy. You'll be making copies for a long time.
Then you'll get somewhere.
Morning.
Is Luja here?
They're in the studio.
Hello.
Now I'll... teed the pigs.
I was looking for you.
- I beat the high-jumping record. - Are you crazy?
Karesz will be annoyed.
Gabi was my best friend. You all know that.
Once there was a person...
Now he doesn't exist.
He's no longer a personality.
From a physiological point of view it's simple.
Circulation, respiration, metabolism, decomposition and so on.
But there's a problem. That of responsibility.
We were a community.
Our personal moral responsibility remains and exists.
You're solving a mathematical problem.
I hate your explanations. Your smile! Your smugness!
You're nervous. If you moulded a pear, it would do you good.
You have figures instead of a heart.
- And you aren't even ashamed. - Not in the least.
In the third grade a hard maths problem was set.
It took you a week to work it out.
Only Gabi and you could solve it.
The teacher made you both write it on the blackboard.
You both had the same result.
We didn't understand a word.
I didn't note the analysis. I felt as it I were doing a sketch.
The figures blended into lines. Two equations - like two pictures...
Gabi's was more beautiful. I told you so.
You told me to shut up. You couldn't understand.
Maybe. The blackboard was cleaned. The result remained.
The trouble is, none of us can face this.
We are compelled to close our eyes.
Don't go away.
How long will you stay?
I don't know.
It's better if we don't meet again.
All aboard!
If you want, I'll marry you.
The seventh place where we live.
I know every region of the country.
Tomboy... You think I'm conceited?
Zsöka!
I don't know.
We'll go for a walk when I'm done.
I didn't remember taking that photo.
You must have loved him very much.
How do you know?
I can feel it. We'd have been good friends.
- With who? - with Gabi.
Still, you couldn't remember him.
Now I remember more and more.
The more I'm together with you.
I was the one who missed him first.
- Isn't that so? - It is.
Don't bother about the others.
Mind only your own feelings!
Not Böbe's, Karesz's or anyone else.
It's not true, not true!
Nothing happened in the boathouse.
We were only lying together. In our track suits.
I was afraid.
We were trembling...
He just caressed my face.
But the others thought...
I didn't care.
I didn't want others to laugh at him.
And now, never, never...
Is that you, Luja?
His granny...
They say where the bread circles, there the body lies.
Did he talk about me?
Once.
He's been found!
I know.
How?
Yesterday... When I first forgot about him.
Then I saw his granny with his clothes.
Two weeks ago, it was a Tuesday, he phoned me in the evening
saying he must talk to me.
I forgot all about it.
Now that the police phoned,
as soon as I put down the receiver I remembered.
I told him I didn't have time.
I wanted to read that English book on electron physics that I'd borrowed.
But my aunt in Switzerland could have sent it.
And on the bicycle tour, in front of that cave,
I was rude to him.
He was so well-balanced it made me nervous.
He had such self-confidence!
I mostly envied his character.
You could talk to him about anything, everything.
About physics, music, nonsense...
Remember the colour of his eyes?
I'm really afraid, Luja.
I'm only afraid, that...
I'm afraid I already forgot about him once.
I'm afraid of everything.
Of Budapest, of the university.
I couldn't make friends... Ever.
You weren't completely right yesterday.
We have to formulate...
But not only the final result!
- I don't dare to go...- Where? - The identification.
To identify the body.
To confirm his identity.
Which way? Would you take me to Lados?
Jump in at once.
Missed the boat? We'll catch up to it.
How is your dad?
Got your car still?
We went on the test run together.
The young lad surfaced...
After the third day, as usual.
Old Äron found him.
All the men come up floating on their stomachs.
Women come up floating on their backs.
So sad.
He was a fine lad.
You were friends, weren't you?
We've overtaken them.
Once we were carrying cement from the station.
He was helping with the unloading.
It was Gabi in black shorts.
'Gabi, this isn't for you.'
He just laughed.
He carried those heavy sacks as if they were nothing.
And it was hotter than today.
He was the one left to look after the family.
His father died of lung cancer.
- Good afternoon! - Good afternoon!
- Is there a person here... - ...who was pulled out of the Tisza?
Yes. Are you a member of the family?
I'm the son of the chief doctor.
- You mustn't go in. - why?
It's not allowed. Until someone from the police arrives.
Have you got a cigarette?
Hello, Böbe.
You've come back?
Not why you think.
That's not what I meant.
Good afternoon.
Good afternoon. Open it please.
Come, madam.
- Is it him? - Yes.
- Your grandson? - Yes.
The body found is that of the late Gäbor Bajnöczy, 18 years old, student.
Close the door. The van will come in no time.
- All the best. - Goodbye.
Gåbor, my deargrandson,
my dear flower,
my fine, spring flower.
Oh, You've faded away.
bright star of mine, You havedeclined.
MY candlelight.
Who was snuffed out in the dark night.
Oh, my shining sunshine, gone misty before me,
to an eternal home you've gone.
There's no door or window there.
Death, why rfírfn't You choose another?
He had to go under, in the next world to wander.
Broken is my golden crown.
There'll he no new dawn for my beloved grandson.
My rosemary branch, The pride of my farmyard,
Glory of my home.
How will it he that I come home and can't find you?
Where do I look? From the street or from the garden?
Comfort of my old days, You were my secure base.
If only I could share your resting place...
Why have you forsaken me? Oh, my darling grandson.
Have a cigarette, jingzhang.
- It'll rain. - Maybe. - The air is humid.
The rain will do us good.
For the maize.
Can I go home on Monday? I want to help my brother-in-law
- with the harvest. - We'll put it here.
I'll arrange it for you.
SWlMMING FORBIDDEN
- How far in? - Enough.
- Uncle Äron. Any fish? - Not many.
Oh, Lord!
Come on, son.
Well, don't get excited.
- I'll get the suitcase. - Leave it to me.
- Good morning, professor. - Good morning.
Open the boot. Put everything in there.
- I hear you've found oil. - And it's a rich source.
All the best.
Thanks for taking him with you.
Well, son, take care of yourself.
God bless you. Take care.
Don't go astray. And watch your money.
Don't starve. Write to us.
Would you sound the horn? Twice?
It was nice here, but I missed Budapest.
I almost forgot. The pictures were quite good.
I made a copy of each for you, too.
What was the result of the postmortem?
Syncope.
I thought so.
There was no sign of violence.
The cause of death was heart failure.
Combined with the pressure down there
and the drop in temperature.
I think all of that, and the exertion, caused him to pass out.
His heart simply surpassed its tolerance limit.
The overstressed muscle metabolism might have brought about
a sudden rigidity...
Or...
Have you got a light?
Help yourself.
THE END