If I didn't know I had something to do with Ferenc Szirmai until last night
then how did you find me?
As soon as we inquired into the victim's family, we found you.
It's possible that you didn't know about it,
but there were documents lying about here and there
which made it clear that your father was the same person.
And from that moment on, it became our duty to question you.
I have to talk to the man who calls himself Cyclops.
Cyclops?
Yes.
Why?
Because he can only see with one eye.
Well, that's still one more than I have, isn't that right?
That's right.
Hey man, what's wrong with you?
It was a rhetorical question,
it was very rude of you to answer it.
- Sorry. - So, how can I help you?
I met him here yesterday.
We spoke behind the bookshelf.
Oh, that Cyclops.
If I meet him, what should I say, who was looking for him?
Just tell me where I can find him.
What an indiscreet man you are!
If he doesn't want to meet you, you won't find him!
If he comes in, I'll tell him you were looking for him.
Hey, Mister Idiot! You forgot to tell me your name!
Tell him it was the Chinese.
- Yes? - Good morning. I came to talk.
Are you a journalist?
- No. - Then?
Assistant pathologist.
Is this some kind of a stupid joke?
I don't have a sense of humour.
- Who are you? - My name is Tibor Malkáv.
Good God... You're Feri's brother?
Come in. I'm sorry, but so many people harass me since...
It doesn't happen every day, in the middle of the street.
So why did you come here after all?
To see how he lived.
Interesting. You don't look like the sentimental type.
- Tell me about him. - What would you like to know?
I want to know who your husband was.
It's all as he left it. I didn't touch anything.
Interesting. You don't look like the sentimental type.
Call lawyer 'Kutya'!
Yes, those are your personal data.
And underneath, your third sibling's, a kindergarten teacher.
Why do you think he was killed?
I suppose he was robbed.
Weren't you told that nothing was taken from him?
Does it make a difference?
Aren't you interested in the murderer at all?
Of course I am.
Just as interested as in the emus in the zoo.
I think I'm a little bit interested in the why.
But who did it, I think is irrelevant.
My husband is dead.
The police will find the murderer.
And they will tell me, together with the guy, why he did it.
Ágnes Kertész?
That's me.
I'm very happy that you came.
Sorry.
You know who I am?
I wouldn't say that.
We have a lot to catch up on.
They always come for her last.
And I am always the one to wait with her.
I secretly hope that one day they will forget to come
and I can take her home.
Évike is one of my favourites.
She cannot count on anyone, the way I could never count on my father.
Our father.
Did he ever mention us? Me or Szirmai?
No.
The first time I heard about you was at the reading of the will.
It was there I saw your picture.
Feri was there.
You also got a notification, but you didn't come.
I never got it.
No? Strange.
Why don't you like our father?
He left you and poor Feri without ever turning up again.
But I had to see him day after day, and I had to put up with him
thinking that he could even buy his own daughter.
This is why I became a kindergarten teacher, out of defiance.
I was sixteen when I started to provoke father
with the idea that I would open a private nursery,
where children would be treated much better
than the way he treated me.
And I will build that place.
Hey! Come on!
Give me a kiss!
Bye!
I'm very happy you came to see me.
Why didn't you come to see me?
There are things I still can't face up to this day.
Until now you were one of them.
You talk like my mother.
I have to talk to my mother.
Mr. Malkáv!
- Where are you going? - To see my mother.
Please wait here.
- Can I see her? - Do you think this is a good idea?
We will understand each other better than ever.
All right, wait, you idiot.
9, Szív street.
So I suggest you don't get out.
What's all this about?
I got angry.
It was you who came in. You're looking for Cyclops...
And if I don't get any closer to him tonight you'll die.
I don't know how to...
No, please don't...
I suppose you often meet the one-eyed one.
You know I'm in a situation in which
I have nothing left to lose.
So I can choose which one of you kills me, you or him?
One of the two could happen right now.
Tell me where I can find him and l'll take you home.
He has a car dealership in the centre.
He's going to be there the day after tomorrow.
Vincze car sales.
Coming in?
I'm confused.
I think you haven't even defined what you're looking for.
I'm in trouble. I have to get away with it.
I have to get to know who you were. I owe you that much.
That's philosophy.
And philosophy is only good for asking questions
where we don't have to be afraid of getting an answer.
Ask a direct question.
What were you doing here that night?
Who did you come to see?
Dr. Zoltán Kutya - Attorney of law
Hello, good morning, I...
I have come to see you about Ferenc Szirmai...
Guess what, Monori,
I had a feeling you weren't here to ask me to the cinema!
Are you Monori?
Yes...
I imagined you differently.
I didn't imagine you at all.
Shall we go inside?
Do you always arrive half an hour before the appointment?
I don't want to be late so I always arrive early.
I think it's your move, Monori.
In that case: my answer is no.
How did you become so fucking confident?
Let's talk about Szirmai instead.
Talk about that idiot with your own dear mother!
Don't think that anything has changed with his death.
You've ruined that marriage anyway!
It's your wife you're afraid of, not your employee.
I've no clue what you're talking about.
Are you completely stupid, or what?
You're not in the position to fuck with me.
We're not talking about any huge sum; you wouldn't feel it at all
but I need every penny.
I don't water my flowers with Evian, you know.
Just pay me and we'll never have to meet again!
Next week.
You're taking advantage of my good nature...
All right then, next week...
Get out of here.
One more question. What has Cyclops got to do with all this?
What the fuck has who got to do with what?
Forget it.
Good morning, Kutya. My name is Károly Monori.
Who the fuck are you? Stop, you asshole!
Hello.
Malkáv. I have to ask something.
Who is Monori?
My husband's boss. He was.
In the Central Research Institute for Physics.
Who are you?
I am... investigating.
I see. Do you have a badge?
Yes.
Then sit down over there. Dr. Monori will be here any moment.
You boys really got into the habit of coming here.
All I see is badges flashing.
How long have you worked for Monori?
About eight months. Why?
Do you know him well?
We discussed all this with your colleagues yesterday.
Ask them and leave me alone.
I'm asking you. What is your opinion of him?
Everyone knows that Karcsi... that Dr. Monori likes women.
That's no sin, is it?
Good morning, boss. The gentleman is from the police.
Shall we go into my office?
Dr. Szirmai was an excellent man in his profession.
Sometimes I thought, even too excellent, if you know what I mean.
No, I don't know what you mean.
He was a great talent, but he could be very baffling
when you had private contact with him.
Did you have private contact with him?
Not much... Not really...
You never knew what he was thinking
when you were talking to him.
As if he always had something on his mind.
He was... Unreliable... As a private person.
Are you reliable as a private person?
- Pardon? - Do you know his wife?
We met a couple of times, but I don't understand...
You had an affair with the victim's wife,
you do your secretary once in a while
and you wear a wedding ring.
Then you reproach the dead for being unreliable.
How...? What...?
Did Szirmai know about the two of you?
You're the first detective who really acts like one.
- You're a very good observer. - Seems so.
Did Szirmai know about the two of you?
He must have suspected. That's when he became unreliable,
started to absent himself. When me and Lili...
I would have married her.
But Feri didn't want a divorce.
You're lying again. You wouldn't have divorced,
because you're afraid of your wife.
This is why you let yourself be cornered by that disgusting
blackmailer you've just seen.
How do you know all this...?
My God...
It was you who saw Kutya this morning...
You told Kutya that you were me... Isn't that against the law?
Sue me.
What has Kutya got to do with Szirmai?
Feri went to see this skunk lawyer regularly for some reason.
And the guy thought he could get some money from me
to keep his mouth shut. That's all I know.
I really have nothing to do with the murder.
I know.
But who is capable of doing such a thing?
Anyone. You just need enough motivation.
Well, it can't be easy for you, Tibi.
The police came to see me.
And?
Nothing.
What do you mean nothing?
They told me what happened to your brother.
My condolences.
Thank you.
What did they ask you?
If I was with you that night.
I showed them our tickets.
They didn't ask anything else?
They told me not to tell you about this.
They almost treated you like a suspect.
What a world...
What...
Ildi.
I dreamt that Robi was still alive.
You could really get a mobile.
It's fucking difficult to get hold of you like this.
Good evening, Mr. Malkáv.
Madam.
Good evening.
We don't want to disturb you for long,
we just have to ask you a few questions in private.
You know, there are many ways to draw our attention.
One of them is if to turn up in places where you have nothing to do.
You're our china in the bull-shop, or what.
Tell us, Tibor, why did you harass Kutya and Monori?
- What did you want to know? - I have an alibi.
Yeah. And I have a wife,
except I haven't seen her for six years.
Are you aware that we could arrest you?
You told Monori that you were a police officer.
Did you know that was against the law?
I didn't tell him. I let him believe.
What do you want to know?
Why don't you just sit still on your arse?
I have to find out who he was.
Who?
Szirmai. I have to know who killed him and why.
And you know what's thrilling, Maigret?
At the moment you seem to be the most likely one, alibi or not.
Another reason to find the real guilty ones.
Forget about it, Mr. Malkáv.
You're only making your situation worse.
Just wait until we find out what happened.
What did they want?
Who are you, for instance?
I don't understand.
Who is Cyclops?
Cyclops?
You mean it's a coincidence that you appeared now?
I don't understand what I did wrong...
Why did you impose yourself on me?
I did not impose myself on you.
I had a good time with you. You don't talk, you have no expectations...
I saw you and I liked you the way you were!
You appeared and then all of a sudden all this happened...
I don't even know who you are.
Really...?
And what should happen for you to feel you know it?!
When is the point when you lean back and say:
I know who this person is?!
Please welcome József Szemben, producer at KMH Music
and Mehtar ben Jaron, mandolin player...
You should realise this instead of picking on me.
... the mandolin player is a fake...
I, Artúr Kertész, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare
my last will and testament:
I designate two beneficiaries apart from my legal inheritor.
I wish that my property be divided into three equal parts.
Since my wife died early,
my daughter, Ágnes Kertész, became my legal beneficiary.
In my will I designate, as further beneficiaries,
my two forsaken loves: Rozália Malkáv and Mária Szirmai,
and if they should not be alive any more,
the inheritance should go to our children
of whom I know nothing and with whom I never sought contact.
Forty years ago I had to choose
between the three women I loved.
However I did not. I just married one of them hurriedly.
God's worst joke is that you will always regret
the choice you made.
The missed opportunities will always seem better.
Please don't bear feelings of resentment toward me.
Undersigned, Artúr Kertész, 11 March, 2006.
Did you know about all this?
We have already read the will once
but we did not manage to contact you then.
The future of Szirmai's share is still unknown -
we don't know whether the widow will lay claim to it or not.
What sum are we talking about?
Don't worry, Mr. Malkáv. It looks like you will never have to
go back to work if you don't want to.
What's the matter with you?
It doesn't make sense.
Make sense?
You didn't forget that it's Feri's funeral today, did you?
Shall we go together?
I have to change.
I will soon find out who killed our brother.
I have to go now.
Vincze car sales.
This is our best offer at the moment.
- Don't you have it in a different colour? - Not at the moment.
What difference does it make, you'll only go to the supermarket...
How will I park with this? A Mini Morris would be better.
Mini Morris!? A Volkswagen!
You're full of surprises, aren't you?
I underestimated you, Chinese.
I paid you, what do you want?
An explanation. Szirmai is not a stranger. Who commissioned you?
You will never get answers to these questions.
So much the better. This knowledge can kill.
And one more thing.
You have no idea what you're messing with, you faggot!
Great choice, sir. We'll meet again soon!
You?
- Did you expect someone else? - I didn't expect anyone.
Keep this good habit.
Why did you come?
I thought I would take you to the funeral.
What happened to your face?
I fell down the stairs.
I've always wanted a Philip Marlowe for myself.
I don't know what that is.
Feri was always so naive.
Just look at the letter he wrote you.
"Our lives are attached for ever, and no matter who you are,
I am proud to call you my relative."
A soap opera writer would beg for a sentence like this.
So you've read the letter he wrote me.
Why shouldn't I have read it?
Did your husband show it to you?
How did it come to you to play detective?
There is something amiss about the death of Ferenc Szirmai.
If one's husband is stabbed in the neck one night,
it crosses one's mind that there is something amiss.
Do you know Zoltán Kutya?
No. No, I don't think so. Would you pull up the zipper?
He was your husband's lawyer.
Oh, of course. I remember now.
We met a couple of times.
You don't have much practice in lying.
How dare you?!
How long were you Monori's lover for? Did your husband know about it?
I never, ever cheated on my husband.
And with whom I fucked during my marriage with Feri
and how this affects him or me is only our business.
We'll sort this out between ourselves.
Right.
But next time don't wait until he gets slaughtered in a stairway.
Maybe he also wanted to take part in your sorting things out.
You're funny.
Let's go.
...though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no Evil.
For the Lord is my shepherd.
Ferenc has left this world for the other one.
Let us pray for the deliverance of his soul.
I believe that he will see the Heavens today,
because the suffering ones will be lifted
and the violent will be crushed.
But do not weep.
As Paul says: The night is far spent, the day is at hand.
Therefore let us cast off the works of darkness,
and let us put on the armour of light.
Let us walk properly, as in the day,
not in revelry and drunkenness,
not in lewdness and lust,
not in strife and envy.
You have no decency in you! Did you really have to come here?
I only asked for a few days...
Fuck! Who the fuck are you?!
What are you doing in this story?!
Lower your voice, we're in a cemetery.
Don't think you can get away with having fooled me.
- What does he want from you? - Listen to me, you piece of shit!
I'll report you to the police!
Stop shouting, Kutya.
Come, I'll take you home.
Very kind of you, but please leave us alone.
We all know why we have gathered here.
Everything is quite messed up.
You run about so much that it is impossible to untie all the knots
you make with the threads of your lives.
Everything I know is merely probable, because I know it from you.
There is one thing that seems certain:
I killed Ferenc Szirmai.
I think it's all about the family
that you never knew about.
If you had started your investigation in time, none of this would have happened.
You have to find the commissioner through me.
A person that can be related to me in some way or another.
Only there are not many of these so far, right, Chinese?
I, on the other hand appeared in a very suspicious moment
of your life, my dear Tibi. Maybe l'm Cyclops's accomplice.
Maybe you should have a look at my acquaintances.
It doesn't make sense.
You confirmed Mr. Malkáv's alibi! If you took the pains to put suspicion on him
then why would you clear him afterwards?
Excuse me, colleague, but this is not so.
Malkáv didn't know whether his alibi had been confirmed!
Yes. Maybe I just lied that I confirmed your alibi.
Ladies and gentlemen, please!
Why are we looking for the whore in the convent?
The most suspicious element in Szirmai's life is in fact centred
around my own humble person,
meaning that I was or still am his wife's lover.
I have to admit I wasn't too shaken by Feri's death.
Everything points in the direction that our relationship
was rather bad towards the end.
So the question arises, why did I go to see
such a pettifogger like Kutya?
For what other reason but to prove
that the marriage broke up due to the fault of the wife.
So that she wouldn't get a single penny!
Which means that I would have been left with nothing...
and nowhere to go to!
Well not to my place for sure, darling!
So what was our dispute about in the cemetery just now?!
I'm blackmailing you, madam, because I know a secret
and you'd rather die than have it made public!
In this case the secret is nothing else
but that it was me who had my husband killed!
Me! I am the commissioner!
You've become a regular visitor lately.
Szirmai wanted to divorce you, right?
Yes.
And he wanted Kutya to ruin you.
Really? He never let me in on these details.
What is Kutya blackmailing you with?
All right. I've had enough of you.
Answer.
Now you're not only indiscreet, but also obtrusive.
The detective game is over.
I will ask you now.
It's as if you didn't exist.
You're a stranger in every situation.
You're just the kind of guy who goes to the races every day,
knows everything about the horses,
but would never ride one.
I don't go to the races.
I'm afraid I don't know what you want from me.
I want you to explain to me what is it about you that doesn't fit.
A lot of things. What do you want to know?
Let's take a clear example.
Talk openly.
You like me.
Do you think so?
Yes, I think so, for God's sake!
You court me, but you're impossible to have a grip on;
you ask questions, but it's as if a pile of questionnaires were sitting on my sofa!
Sorry, on Feri's sofa.
Tell me, why are you incapable of behaving normally with me?
You are inebriated, madam.
You are an idiot, my dear sir.
Are you expecting someone?
Of course not.
Do you know what's funny?
Every time the doorbell rings
I expect to open the door and find Feri there.
Wait.
I know everything.
Good for you. How many apples would Jimmy have?
I'm sorry.
I have no clue what this unexpected melodrama is about,
but we'll continue in a minute.
Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Detective.
Come in...
...I already have a guest.
Oops, excuse me!
Didn't you say you had a guest?
I meant, solitude.
You're home at last.
I don't want to be alone tonight.
Come over to my place.
We are one family at last.
You said you would soon find out who killed Feri.
Did you?
I don't want to talk about it.
I should get it fixed. Will you help me to park?
Come.
- You were sure that I would come. - I knew I could convince you.
Because you get everything you want.
No, I take everything I want.
You're not much of a detective!
Come, sit down.
You made me kill Szirmai, and now you want to kill me.
That seems to be the situation.
I would have preferred you got arrested,
then you would also be out of the way.
But by finding Cyclops you didn't leave me another choice.
Isn't it great? Since you committed the murder,
it won't be difficult to prove that you did it.
And you came here
to get hold of the rest of the inheritance by killing me.
So I shot you to protect my own life.
All this for the inheritance?
I am so sorry I had to drag you into it.
I'm so sorry.
You're sorry! I don't get it. Why is it now that you're sorry?
You're not sorry. You wanted everything for yourself!
Now you've got everything for yourself. You're not sorry!
Oh fuck.
- Are you armed? - Yes...
- Take it out. - Calm down. I'll slowly pass it...
May I speak to lldik?Hart?
Department?
Homicide.
Hold on.
Hello?
Tibor Malkáv. Here's the address.
Did you get away with me too?
I didn't get away with anything.
But you're not going to prison.
No.
It seems that they believed that you hired Cyclops to kill Feri.
And what the hell did you say to them when they came and you were sitting
over two dead bodies with a smoking gun?
I told them it was self-defence.
It was you who gave me the idea.
I've had enough.
I'll go and see a film with Edit.
In fact, I'll go and see a play with Edit.
I'm sorry I pretended to be a mandolin artist...
It's such a stupid habit that you have to dress up elegantly...
I can't play the mandolin at all...
It's a great relief for me to say this...
Right, I'll wash it off.
Wait...
Don't... my hair...