Terpinkó, the bragging man of muscle likes womanising linked with betting: conquering is a great fun for him. He bet one to a hundred on his new boss, Éva. But the wife of the engineer handles all his tricks with annoying benevolence. Terpinkó falls in love with her and therefore he cannot stand her not returning his feelings.
Those who don't work have to think very hard to make ends meet. Can one be called an artist of life who sells the Blood Field to Bulgarian gardeners in post-war Budapest? The need is great, sometimes greater than the power of the law, as long as an army of gullible people roam the streets.
