The Informant (A besúgó)

...for Communists...

...our social order...

- How long do we have? - An hour.

Tell me if you feel sick.

I will.

- I’m gonna miss you. - I’ll be back for Christmas, bro.

Let's catch a catfish.

Sure.

Get him!

Push him under!

I’ll talk to them.

Pull to the right.

Okay...

Stop!

Sorry, guys...

- Guys! - What?

Could you turn it down and swim a bit further away?

- You’re scaring our fish away. - Your fish?

You’re that chess champ from the paper.

Guys, there’s plenty of space here. Please...

Hey! You deaf or something?

Fuck off!

Guys...

I’m moving to Budapest.

This is my last day with my brother. Please let us fish.

You heard. Fuck off before I get mad.

This is an asshole thing to do.

We were here first.

Go back to your retarded brother

before I kick your ass.

You want him to see that?

Please...

Train to Budapest arriving at platform three.

- With salami. - A last drink to your health, son,

before you miss the train.

And once you're an economist, do come home.

Until then, to Budapest...

To Budapest.

Hurry!

We’re proud of you, son.

Good luck.

- Look after yourself. - Bye, Mom.

Good morning.

Gergely Demeter?

That’s me.

State Security.

You’re coming with me.

I'm Lieutenant-Colonel Imre Kiss.

Sit.

Congratulations on your end-of-year results.

An admission to the sophomore class of the University of Economics.

It's great.

Have a drink. Don't faint.

Here is what you’ll help me with.

You had a classmate in elementary school.

Zsolt Száva. Remember him?

I think so.

But he left after third grade. I don't know where he is now.

You’ll be in the same dorm in Budapest.

We’re very interested in him.

Become friends. And tell me all about him.

Don’t be scared.

Only as much as you’d tell your family.

Like your brother.

How are his attacks?

It must be awful, taking all those pills

just to keep breathing.

It’s a good thing the State rations it to you.

But imagine if it didn’t...

That’d be nasty, wouldn’t it?

We’re done.

Sanyi!

Sanyi!

It’s Geri.

- Hello? - Dad?

Geri! Did you get there already?

I’m at the station.

- Dad, I... - Listen, son...

A man was waiting for me on the train.

He was from State Security. He said...

- What did he say? - That...

...there’s a boy at the dorm.

And I’ve got to observe him. And report...

You can’t talk about this on the phone, son.

Do you hear me?

- Yeah, but... - Listen.

You can’t talk about this, period.

Not to anyone.

- Not ever. Do you understand? - Yeah, but...

Listen to me, son...

Think of your future.

You’ve got to do what they say.

In this country... that’s how things work.

- But, Dad... - We better hang up now.

You can never tell who’s listening.

You can never tell...

Hey!

Are you hurt?

No.

Then welcome to Budapest.

Sorry, is room 201 on the third floor?

Yeah. Just turn left.

I asked you to do one thing! One thing!

How could you forget, you jerk?!

I wrote it on the calendar every single day.

You didn’t water them all summer!

You killed all of my mom’s plants!

You want me to throw them out the fucking window?!

Doesn't matter now.

I did water them! I pissed in every pot!

Real smart.

Sometimes they break up, too.

- Hi! Are you the new kid? - Yeah.

Geri Demeter.

Máté Dugovics. Welcome!

- Put those back. - Sorry.

- Hi! - Hi!

A D battery and a soap, please.

Hmm... I’ve got Amo, or for a surcharge, there’s one last Lux.

- I’ll take the Lux! - Here.

- Thanks. - Have a nice shower.

- I’m going to live in a store? - Kinda.

You need anything, let me know.

You’ll get the roomie rate.

Got any plants?

Plants?

In flowerpots.

- Panka’s back, huh? - Gimme a break.

Get her something special.

Will do. This is my new roommate.

- Geri Demeter. - Károly Kovács. Hi.

By the way...

- Száva wants two crates for tonight. - No prob.

Zsolt Száva?

You know him?

I heard his name downstairs. I think we used to be classmates.

Thanks, pal.

That was Karcsi. He lives here too.

I didn’t know Zsolt studied here. Is he cool?

Száva?

What can I say?

You can’t miss him.

- Hungry? - Uh-huh.

- Mrs. Emmi. - Hello, dear!

I’ll pass on the jam sponge,

but I’ll pop into the kitchen for cheesecake

- as usual, okay? - Alright.

What pretty earrings!

Listen, Máté, why does Száva need two crates of beer?

It’s debate night.

- Everyone takes it seriously. - You too?

It pays to keep cool with him.

It’s my VHS night on Saturday.

Száva’s invited a bunch of new faces and I’m selling tickets.

The tape’s arriving today.

What’s it called again?

"Rambo"!

Any idea what that means? "Rambo"?

- None. - We’ll find out.

Yuck.

- What’s this? - Ketchup.

Catsup. Dunno how they say it. It’s made from tomatoes.

- Put it on your chow. - It’s like our paprika paste?

Yeah. Except it’s good.

Do you need anything?

Toothbrush, condom, Tiger Balm?

Hate for your grades to drop

cos you didn’t have the right equipment.

I need a favor.

Take me to the debate tonight.

It’ll cost you.

SECOND NATIONAL CHESS CHAMPIONSHIP

I got bikes for sale in front of the dorm. You'll pump them up.

Next week, Dad's bringing American jeans,

you'll sort them.

- Men's, women's, kid's. - Alright.

It's a privilege to come in here. Don’t wander off.

Hi, Ferkó. He's with me.

Some advice: Remember the way.

- Take showers down here. - Why?

There’s always hot water.

- Finally! - And Karcsi takes dumps on our floor.

- Very funny. - 480.

- Good turnout? - Full house.

- We’re starting soon. - I’ll open one, thanks.

- Did you get the rubber plant? - Nope. But I got a cactus.

I bet it costs more.

Quality comes at a price, pal.

You might not spend on clothes, but don’t be cheap with your girl.

The government’s full of yes-men.

Kissing the Communist Party’s ass.

I’ll speak slowly so they’ll understand.

We’re gonna get up

and show them what Hungarians are capable of.

Whose strength they’ve underestimated.