Horea Page #2

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presenting your Majesty's

high compliance to the needs and

grievances of Transylvanian nobility.

Your most sacred Majesty,

the fire and pillage caused by the

Romanian rebellious noblemen,

arsonists, harassers and assassins

lead to the utter devastation

of most nobles, the flower and

decorum of Transylvania,

and they are still relentless.

Their past and present leader is the

poisoning Urs Necula,

also known as Horea,

who shamelessly poses as an authority...

Will you be baptized as serfs?

Yes, yes...

What shall your names be?

What shall we name them?

Vasile! Gheorghe!

Then, we name Adam and Eve!

Is that rightful?

Yes, yes, we thank you.

Now you will see how we lead our lives.

Good day to you, gentle folks!

Any truce, any treaty with Romanian

peasants is wrongful.

Ever since out fathers came to

Transylvania,

seeing the nature of these peasants,

wisely ruled that only

the harshest punishments may keep

them obedient and dutiful.

This is their home!

This is to be your home.

You were quick to take on

peasant manners!

Forgive me, my love! Forgive me, light

of my eyes!

You will survive.

Freedom was given to them by the new

imperial laws,

emerged from august kindness,

but these people are against all

morals...

Enough! You've understood nothing.

Why did you dress like Bohemian

tumblers?

So that your Majesty may see to

what misery

the faithful noblemen of

Transylvania have been brought to!

Faithful? The faith in the Crown...

a minimum of intelligence and common

sense

would have dictated that you

apply a salving reform!

But you, through excessive taxations

at your own will,

senselessly and ceaselessly, in winter

and in summer,

have constantly burdened your

subjects!

I will punish with no remorse those

who dared to take justice

into their own hands but...

How many victims were there?

One hundred and seventeen noblemen

suffered an unpleasant death,

your Majesty.

Too little compared to the manner

contrary to your interests

in which you treated them.

What of the humiliation?

What of our humiliation?

What of our pride?

Countess Palfy Agnesz.

Gentlemen, the hearing is over!

He is mad! His mother was a whore and

he is mad!

Take heed of your words!

It is clear that Horea tells the truth in

saying he rebelled with His approval.

Countess, you shouldn't have!

They are returning to their homes.

The riot is over!

Now comes the most difficult part...

uprooting the very idea of riot.

Philosophical subtleties elude me,

your Excellency. I am a military.

Of Romanian origin, it seems.

Distant,

which hasn't prevented me from my

military duties

when given the order,

Excellency.

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