布达佩斯之恋 Gloomy Sunday - Ein Lied von Liebe und Tod(1999)【完整台词】

So what about us, the three of us?

I'll give you both another chance

There are a lot more than six

Dear Heaven. Pull up another table

And we need more chairs

Good evening, Mr. Mendel

Mr. Szabo. My sister

It's an honor to welcome you

Please come in

Would you write something,

Professor Tajtelbaum?

You'll be the first

mathematician on our wall.

I can praise the restaurant,

but how could you put pork on the menu?

No one's forcing you to eat it, Uncle.

He's even open on the Sabbath.

I never close, Prof. Tajtelbaum,

not on the Sabbath or on Sundays,

not on christmas or passover

Can I get you anything else?

Perhaps a kosher pear brandy?

On the house, of course.

Yes, thank you.

Was everything satisfactory,

Mr. Mendel?

I must tell you how happy I am

that my sister insisted we come here

Your braised pike was sheer poetry

Maybe even better than Gundel's

My brother is right about the pike

Don't be angry, Mr. Szabo,

but the best thing this eveing

was "Gloomy Sunday"

It has the perfect balance

of bitter and sweet

- Does the song have Iyrics?

- Not yet

It doesn't need words,

it already speaks to me

Would he play it again?

Who could refuse a request

from such perfect lips?

- Mr. Aradi?

- Yes

Excuse me for bothering you,

You are the composer of "Gloomy Sunday"?

Yes

May we take your picture?

Of course

It's a very successful piece of music

on the five suicides in Budapest

in the last three days?

All five had your song playing

All young people from good families,

with their future ahead of them

Can you explain why, after hearing your song

they didn't want to live anymore?

Can you explain it?

Say something!

- What's wrong, llona?

- What's keeping Audras?

He'll get here

But he's never late

In the back on the left, please

Maybe he's read about the suicides

Five deaths, it will upset him

But there are two sides to every coin

What?

The telephone rang all morning

We've been fully booked since eleven

What if he hurts himself?

We must go look for him

We can't... the wine delivery

Is more important, of course!

Where on the left?

Llona!

Llona!

These are rare wines! Not even

Gundel can boast this assortment!

Wines like that don't come cheap

Take your break later

We'll take one later, too

Andras!

Andras!

Do you know where Andras is?

- I think at the bridge

- Thanks

llona! Did you find him?

Llona!

Are you going all the way to Vienna?

Over there!

- Cursed song!

- Andras, no

I'll never write music again

Five people dead,

and it's all my fault

It would be better if I were gone

Don't think like that

You didn't ask them to do it

You just made their

farewell more pleasant

But why do people want to die

listening to my song?

Maybe it has something to do with

the message you talked about

Have you figured out

what the song is trying to say?

No.

You see, you still have something

left to do in this world

If anyone jumps, then all three of us

It's still too cold

What's that?

It stops the heart

But I don't need it anymore

Still, it's safer with me

We need to get going

Our German brothers-in-arms continue their

victorious advance into Western Europe

Fuhrer and Chancellor of the Reich,

Adolf Hitler has praised his troops

And here's another man

with reason to celebrate

the composer of "Gloomy Sunday",

a wildly successful recording

But its magical tones have driven...

...157 people to suicide in the last

The tune's gruesome march

across Europe continues

And the song has conquered the world

New York's smart set has taken

to driving their Studebakers...

...into the Hudson, with a portable

phonograph on the front seat

"Gloomy Sunday" may be

bringing death to many

But it's brought wealth to

one its composer

- Hans!

- Laszlo

Here in Budapest!

It would be better if you called me

'Colonel' in public

Pardon me? Colonel, sir

Not when we're alone, of course

Colonel is for the others

I have been looking forward

to your beef roll

Nobody in Germany

makes them like you

Sit down. I'll put the order in

I know on one is allowed

in your sacred kitchen

butjust once I must see

how my beef roll is made

I see the gigolo's still here

Laszlo, what is it?

Good evening, Miss llona

Good evening, Mr. Wieck

He's now called 'Colonel'

You've changed, Colonel

You haven't not a bit

I've gotten married, by the way

My wife, and my little daughter

So sweet

Both of them

You don't seem to

have supply problems

- Are you in Budapest on business?

- You could say so

- Import-export? - I currently

represent a some what larger organization

Don't believe everything you hear

about us. I'm with the 1st Cavalry

We're horsemen,

sports comrades, you know?

Things look different when

you're high in the saddle

The roulade