Once upon a time back during the high noon of the cheerful gray Kádár regime, there was a teenage girl living in Nagykovácsi who jumped from the third floor because of unrequited love and loneliness, but miraculously lived to bear three children, try her luck with five different husbands, to bury her teenage son, to stifle her grief in drink, to help people more unfortunate than herself, to show the viewers what a truly passionate life is like by participating in a documentary film.
