布达佩斯之恋Gloomy Sunday AKA The Piano Player) Movie Script

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 Welcome back to Budapest, Hans One advantage of the delays in achieving final victory What about candles?

The candles have all been seized And what do the ones cost that were missed during the requisitioning?

Double the price I'm going to get flowers. Hopefully they haven't all been requisitioned You're composing again What is that?

The Iyrics for "Gloomy Sunday" Still searching for the message?

"With a last breath I return to my home, safe in the land of the shadows I roam" Promise me that you won't do it Not so long as I have you I'll order for you, Lieutenant Colonel, sir Colonel We'll have two of the meat roll, and a bottle of good red After our meal, We'd like to hear the song, you know which one - Professor, you're leaving already?

- Yes, good night Is this a Jewish restaruant?

It's certainly a good one A death's-head on their caps, of all things With good reason It means they're open for business Well, every business has some good apples and some bad apples The death's-head becomes them both You should talk!

You Christians with your cross: An execution instrument, and a gruesome one!

Why are they whispering?

That one's a Jew, I can smell it Forget the Final Solution tonight Tonight's about beef roll and nobody makes them like that man Thank you, no, I've had enough Good night Watch your step, Lieutenant Colonel... Now that's a song with heart and soul!

Only the Germans have it, it comes from the north, not creeping in from the south We Germans can abandon ourselves to life, because we have heart and soul - The Jew pig attacked me - Get a grip on yourself!

I'll make mincemeat out of the filthy Jew!

I'll make mincemeat out of all Hungarian Jews With paprika sauce!

Take the Lt. Col. To the hotel Taxi!