"Meteor Films Presents" "A Kristóf Deák Film" "(Choir singing "Néked zeng ez a dal" in the distance)" ""Every sorrow, every trouble!"" ""Every woe seems far away!"" ""Every sorrow, every trouble!"" ""Every woe seems far away!"" ""Love's beautiful beam, Life's path..."" "Mother:" "Zsófi!" "..and she'll fit in here quite quickly." "So, did you see anything interesting?" "They sing so beautifully." "Oh, yes, our choir." "We're rather famous for it." "We go to the choir festivals; we win awards." "And can she join?" "Yes." "Of course!" "Everyone is welcome in the choir as a rule." "Do you like to sing?" "Everyone (aka Sing)" "Tomi!" "What's your name?" "Zsófi Havasi." "Please finish up your conversations." "Attention, please!" "Mrs. Jutka, we report there are 28 students in attendance." "Excuse me, I mean 29." "Nikolett and Andrea are absent." "Thank you for the report." "I believe you've all noticed that we have a new student." "Let me introduce Zsófi." "You don't need to stand." "Please take your seat." "Take out your geography textbooks and turn to page 42." "The country's largest connected natural unit is the Great Hungarian Plain in the country's eastern territory." "Then we'll continue with the Little Hungarian Plain, which is in the northwest region of the country." "After this we'll still need to talk about the..." "Liza, what are you doing there?" "Me?" "Nothing." "Tomi, go out to the hall for five minutes, please." "So the Transdanubian mountains and foothills..." "Virág, I always get to sit next to Liza." "You mean you always used to." "Hey, let me sit next to you." "No, next to Liza." "No!" "No!" "No!" "Stop it!" "Hi." "Hello." "I love your bracelet." "Can I see it?" "Hold out your hand." "Cool." "Where did you get it?" "My mom brought it from Vienna." "It was a lucky find." "Yours is nice too." "Thanks." "It's like a telephone cord." "Totally." "Hello everyone." "Good morning, Mrs. Erika!" "All right, everyone." "The national competition is in 10 days." "I have big news." "Whoever wins this year's competition gets to take a special choir trip to Sweden to the European Choir Festival." "And I think we're going to win this year because we're the best and most beautiful choir in the entire country." "Right?" "Yes!" "Good." "So the important thing is that everyone pays attention, practices, concentrates, and puts in all the hard work they can." "Playtime is over." "Let's go through the entire program and add a new number too." "Is everyone ready?" "Ready!" "The new girl too?" "Then let's warm up." "Everyone was good today." "Thank you." "Our next rehearsal is Wednesday, but this week we also plan to rehearse on Friday." "Everyone make a note of it." "Keep up the hard work!" "Remember the rule:" "One piece of chocolate each." "Goodbye, everyone." "Zsófi." "It's Zsófi, isn't it?" "Wait." "Stay here a minute." "Let's talk." "Door, please!" "Could you sing "Pál Kata Péter" for me?" ""Pál Kata Péter, good morning!"" ""The sun has already risen outside."" ""Our rooster crows..."" "OK." "OK, that will do, thanks." "So, listen." "In the next rehearsal," "I'd like you to not sing outloud, but to just mouth the words." "Do you know what that means?" "That I don't sing?" "No, you sing the song in your head, and you move your lips with the others, just quietly." "But, why?" "You still need a lot of practice." "You're not very good." "But I'll keep an eye on you and let you know when you can sing again." "Ok then." "And Zsófi, don't tell the others." "I don't want them thinking that you're not as good." "I won't tell." "Take a chocolate." "Cool shoes." "Did Mrs. Erika pay you a compliment?" "That's so like her." "She's always paying attention to everyone." "She's the best of all the teachers, don't you think?" "The prettiest at least." "I like Mrs. Jutka too." "Did your old school have a choir?" "Just music lessons." "I just joined last year, and I love it." "And my father works for the radio he joined the radio choir, who are the very best." "Do you want to hear one of their records?" "Well..." "Want some?" "Why are you sad?" "I'm not." "What's your favorite song?" "Oh, I don't know, probably the rooster one." "That's a good one." "My favorite is the bullfight." "Of my father's music, the fox dance." "Do you know it?" "No." "Don't you want to come over?" "I'll let you hear them." "No, I need to go home." "Ok, bye!" "Bye!" "Mother:" "Zsófi, dinnertime!" "Coming!" ""Pál Kata Péter, good morning!"" ""The sun has already risen outside."" ""Our rooster crows, the one with the giant comb."" ""Come out to the meadow, cockadoodledoo!"" ""Pál Kata Péter, good morning!"" ""The sun has already risen outside."" ""Our rooster crows, the one with the giant comb."" ""Come out to the..."" "Should we go to your house today?" "How about yours?" "We can listen to the fox dance." "Why weren't you singing today?" "What?" "In rehearsal today." "Why weren't you singing?" "Tag, you're it!" "Again!" "Again!" "Play it again!" "Don't yell." "I was just joking." "There, see." "You do know how to sing." "Zsófi!" "What's wrong?" "Zsófi!" "Why didn't you sing today?" "Seriously now." "If Mrs. Erika notices and doesn't hear you, she'll be upset." "But Mrs. Erika isn't the one that matters." "We have to win this year." "Say something!" "Can you keep a secret?" "Cross my heart." "She told me... that I..." "(Choir sings "Pajtas Örvendj")" "Stop, everyone." "Stop for a minute." "Liza, is something wrong with your voice?" "Nothing, Mrs. Erika." "All right, then can we continue?" "From the coda." "No." "Excuse me?" "I'm sorry, but I don't want to sing in the choir anymore." "Don't be ridiculous." "The competition is in a few days." "But it's not fair, Mrs. Erika." "Ok, that's enough." "I know that you're not letting kids sing." "Zsófi, Timi, Deti, Zoli." "At least a dozen of us." "Because you told them they're not as good." "It's not fair, Mrs. Erika." "Life isn't always fair, Liza." "Liza, stay here." "You're not going anywhere." "I know you really like the choir." "We all do." "We like coming here and being a part of it." "And everyone here works really hard for us to be the best, even those who aren't singing outloud." "Not everyone is as a lucky to be as talented as you." "Do you think it'd be fair if only the lucky ones were here?" "If we let everyone sing, we would never be the best." "Not everyone here is a good singer." "That's the truth." "But I don't want to call them out." "It's not their fault." "But you know what?" "If you want, let's do it now." "Who did I tell to not sing outloud?" "Go on." "Raise your hands." "See?" "What good did that accomplish?" "If they quietly mouth the words, we'll win." "And your beautiful voice will be heard even better." "And we'll get to go to some wonderful places." "Like Sweden." "And everyone gets to say they're in the nation's best choir." "Would it be fair if we denied these wonderful things to the others?" "Let alone, let alone to someone with such a lovely voice?" "I don't think that'd be fair." "If anyone wants to leave the choir." "Go ahead." "You're free to leave." "The principal would be disappointed, and your parents would be sad, but... you're free to go." "No one?" "Ok then." "From the beginning." "Come on." "Let me show you a place." "It's not fair." "It's so stupid." "Everyone should be allowed to sing." "I have an idea." "Everyone ready?" "Let's get going." "The bus is waiting." "Like we've practiced." "Hurry." "Hurry." "Places please!" "Eyes on me." "Stop it." "Sing!" "Louder!" "That's enough!" "Louder!" "Everyone louder." "It's fine." "Don't do this." "Sing outloud!" "Sing!" "Listen to me!" "Everyone!" "Everyone sing!" "I don't believe this." "Sing already!" "Everyone sing!" "You little monsters!"