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Sodrásban (1964)

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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 kirély'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 Bobe.

Hello, I'm Zoltén Székely.

Are you embarrassed? Sit down.

With pleasure.

- From Budapest? - I study there.

What's the book?

Come on Bobe. It's great.

- 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 Zoltén Székely.

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 Zoltén Székely.

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!

Bobe! 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.

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 ferry 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, Laszlo Kiraly 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, Bobe.

A good idea. We spent too much time in the water.

Kiraly 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 Mariska!

Kiraly speaking.

On my way home I heard that someone drowned.

I see.