"Movies Entertainment presents" ""An Electric Blanket Named Moshe"" "Rivka Neuman, Shmiel Ben-Ari, Ori Clausner" "Music Arcadi Duchin" "Producer Yoram Kislev" "Screenplay and Director Assi Dayan" "Your money or your life, understand?" "That's... that's one hell of a dilemma." "Dilemma?" "You idiot!" "It's a full bred wolf dog." "I..." "I prefer life." "Tell me, you little Hezbollah." "Do you really think we're suckers?" "Get out the money." "We'll finish this up, before Motta tears you apart." "Didn't you say, "Your money or your life?"" "This is a robbery, you moron." "There's no choice." "Countdown's begun." "One..." "Okay." "Okay, okay." " Two." "Okay." "Three." "The next thing you're gonna hear is my gun shooting you in the head." "Why are you running away, you idiot?" "You blew away my dream right before they shot my words." "Dick!" "Ready on the grill!" "I had a dream from two years ago." "When I had a mustache and a dog?" "I began a robbery when someone pulled his gun only because of my speech, Dick." "If I dream that dream tomorrow, there's no chance." "I'm sticking with total silence." "Did you mention that you never finished elementary school?" "It was a night robbery, Dick, not the employment office." "I haven't eaten all night." "Me, too." "Didn't you sleep?" " I dreamt they killed me." "Good morning." "I'm Moby Dick, named for Meville's famous whale, but everyone calls me Dick, as in prick." "Can't you just leave us alone?" "I've been living in this park for two years, already." "Levi, that's my boss, says that a guy who lives in a park is going to have bad dreams because outside, nothing can stop the bad dreams, you know?" "Two nights ago, I dreamt I was a souvlaki in a pita bread, and I was so hungry, I ate myself." "Come on, just leave the little girl alone, please." "You know I'm alive." " Just leave us alone." "I just wanted you to know that I'm here, because since I was nine, the doctors decided I was messed up and all there's left to do is to send me to a nursing home." "Well, enjoy your meal!" "Keep eating." "Mom, that's enough." "I don't want anymore." "Don't pay attention to them." " Dick, you're exaggerating." "Maybe that's why you're in the park, because of your speech." "What?" " Right." "Thanks." "From the minute you went, she couldn't swallow and kept on saying to give the food to the poor guy." "What a parasite." "Swindling little girls." "Get a job." "Instead of being happy that your daughter cares for people like me..." "You think I'm living it up, don't you?" "Know what I wish?" "I wish that one day, I'll have enough to buy an electric blanket that I'll plug into a streetlight and keep warm from the blanket." "How many people do you know who's dream of a lifetime, yeah, is the heat of an electric blanket." "How many do you know?" "You are repulsive." "Come on." "It's five o'clock already!" " Come on, what?" "Believe me, we want to finish up." "Don't shoot." "All I need is for that officer to catch me shooting you before 5:26 instead of reading to you." "Five?" "Why's this so complicated?" "It'd make one cool song to die exactly at five." "In Spanish, it would be "A las cinco de la tarde"" "Five is the number." "It's the number." " Oh come on already." "Mr. "I wish" Levi Buskilla:" "The National Conference for Mercy Killings has decided to grant your request and has authorized the head officer... advisor" "Yeah... to kill you by gunshot at 5:26." " Oh come on." "...on Wednesday, February 2 of this year." "Yeah." "This will be conducted after you are asked:" "A. Are you still interested?" "After six months of standing in line, writing letters, all that?" "Of course I am!" "Go on." "B. You will be asked about your last request." "Oh man." "Do you have a last request?" " Yes, two." "One, Malka has to sing the song, "I Wish" at my funeral, ...and two." " What?" "To wake up from this dream, just for a couple of minutes, just to wash my face," "say goodbye to my parents, and come right back." "Three minutes and you're back?" "Commander?" "Get on with it." "Don't shoot." "They think I'm a sucker to come back." "Why?" "Am I missing death in my life?" "I..." "Dad!" "Not dad." "You're the dad." "I'm your son, Dad." "Levi." "So whose dad are you?" " Me?" "After I stop being your son, maybe I'll be someone else's dad." "Okay, but don't forget... eh?" " Don't forget." "Three days ago I was Moshe." "Yesterday I was Malka." "Tomorrow, I might be "The Yarkon Trio."" "Just a minute." "Should I bind your eyes?" " Wait." "Wait." "Move." "Its 5:26." " Wait." "Wait, I beg you." "It was a mistake." "It was..." "I choked her out of love." "And too much choking just killed her." "What can I do?" "Load." "Aim for the target." " Stop." "Please." "Don't shoot." "Don't shoot..." "Stop..." "Stop!" "I promise to die soon!" "Fire." "God damn it to hell." "Full stop." "I had another dream that they were shooting my Boobi and the sound of bullet fire changed to your tap tap." "I've been hearing that in my ears for the past month." "All that tapping like shooting." "I'm really sorry, but the doctors diagnosed me with liver cancer and I have ten days left." "I have to finish my novel." "This is what you're writing?" ""Monsieur Bovary?"" "Oh!" "In Bucharest, before I came here, I read your book." "In my opinion, your Mom was a bit of a whore." "Oh!" "Three weeks ago, it was 150 on the couch." "For two years, you've been shooting in my dreams, you'd come in to me, and I'd come in to you, and we'd both come in, into each other." "I didn't tell Boobi about these times." "It was my pocket money." " I paid your electric bill." "I wanted to fit it in, between the papers and the TV, literature becomes a remnant." "like shoe makers... watch makers..." "It doesn't matter." "It doesn't matter." "Wait." "Before I leave, I thought you should hear a song." "It's a song about life." " Okay." "People like songs about a whore who goes from street to stage, but quick, before he joins the nuts and shrivels up." "Okay, so it goes like this:" ""When I'm working at Tel-Baruch, the entire sea watches me." ""The waves say, 'Bad girl.' The sea at Tel-Baruch doesn't forgive me." ""Maybe it's jealous?" ""And it's hard for me to explain how an entire sea wants to pick you up."" "So?" "Great!" "Excellent!" "The metaphor of the unforgiving sea." "Turns into... yes..." "an erection... mystical in Tel..." "Baruch... oh God!" "Come here." "Come here." "That's how you're going?" "Aren't you ashamed?" "A blue shirt and a green tie?" "Aren't you ashamed?" "You idiot!" "Ever since I left the institution," "I'm with Levi and Malka, who loves Levi and calls him Boobi, and I love her and dream that Levi's dead and she calls me Boobi, too, and loves me, too." "Every day, it's the same slap in the face." "Every day, I want to put a big stamp on this whole mess that looks like a postcard, about as thick as my life," "and send it off to hell, which is also my original address." "Good morning." "In Bucharest, I was an outstanding student, till they brought me to Israel and stuck me on a kibbutz." "Oh... there I picked bananas, sweet potatoes, oranges, and I'd sing while picking." "Until one day, my Boobi came, an external student." "I loved him." "He opened me, and then came more days of picking, and we made love under the banana trees and the tomatoes and eggplants, until he took me there, to the city, where he said we'd get married, and give birth," "and I'd be a famous singer, since I write and sing objectively, and by heart." "But Boobi said we needed money for the studios and playbacks." "So I started working the streets, and later, at Tel-Baruch, the whores' "Hilton."" "But they don't give me a good spot." "There's a war." "But he's stubborn and says all famous singers start by working the streets, and end up in the park like Shlomo Artzi." "That's how six years go by." "So far, nothing." "What?" "Hey!" "Yes?" "Three black coffees with plain toast on the side." "We have toast with salted cheese, sheep's cheese, goat's cheese, cream cheese, vanilla cheese." "We said plain toast." "Bread." "Hot and brown." "And fast." "Fast." "Before this coffee shop gets dry-roasted." "Great poem you made there, with the coffee shop and dry-roasted." "That's not a poem, honey, Moshe." "That's a rhyme." "And rhymin' is jivin'." "Dry-roast like whipping' post." "Like Yad Mordechai rhymes with Yad Eliyahu." "Stop it!" "Cut it out!" "What?" "Moshe, do me a favor." "I still haven't woken up yet." "Go to that post over there." "There's a lifeguard there." "Sheesh." "Tell him Levi Buskilla needs four doses." "And make it fast!" "Fast, so we can start to smell the day." "Okay." " Go already!" "Just save me my toast, okay?" "I thought of a song for you." "Boobi, want to hear?" "No." "Your loss, Boobi." "It was a great song." "Please, sir, this is for you." "Okay, now where were we?" "It's like this: 2 grams of coke, one hashish "finger," right?" "How... how's the crack?" "Excellent." "In from Colombia three days ago." "You want?" "Yeah." "Great." "Add this?" "Yeah." "What else?" "Sorry, sorry." "Just one question." "Yeah?" "You got any ecstasy?" "I'm not parked so good out there." "No, none." "Sorry." "We're all out." "Tomorrow, there'll be a special shipment from Amsterdam." "Sorry." "Yes, sir." "Okay, so add crack." " Okay." "I'll add it on." "What would you recommend for my son?" "Your son?" "How old is he?" "12. -12." "Well, at that age, the healthiest thing would be edolan, right?" "Two teaspoons a day." "After one month he'll be a true addict." "Three black coffees" "and plain toast." "I dreamt I was the manager of a drug pastry shop." "A criminal dream for two-bit criminals." "In the next dream, they'll arrest me." "But in real life?" "In real life, I'm waiting for Moshe to come." "He'll fix my head so I'll finally be able to know what to do today." "The same thing every morning." "Ladies and gentlemen, why don't you take a dip in the sea that the city's granted you?" "Heal the people from the dorks and the jackasses!" "Please, ma'am, dive in!" "The sea won't wait!" "Sir!" "The man over there?" "You, sir, over there!" "Get into the water." "If not, I'll close the sea." "Are you Sheesh, from the lifeguards?" "Yeah, why are you asking if I'm Sheesh?" "Why?" "Who do you think you are, if I can't ask you who you are?" "Listen, you're Moshe." "What you see and what you hear." "I see and hear someone acting rude to Sheesh Rosenberg, top lifeguard with six medals from the Committee for Drowner's Protection." "What happened?" "They appointed you head of the lifeguard parade, you miniature lifeguard, you?" "Listen up and listen good." "I, Moshe Moshe, the bodyguard of Levi Buskillah, need, right now, four hits before I drown you in the sea, in between the waves!" "You're gonna drown me?" "You're gonna drown me!" "Pay close attention, jackass." " Okay, don't get all upset." "There's not a nitwit alive who gets away with calling me miniature!" "I'll get the stuff." "Age. -34." "Good." "Weight?" " 75." "Together that makes 109." "Height?" "I don't remember." "Short." "But you can ask about width." "Not good." "Without your exact height you'll never know the real you." "Meanwhile, we'll write "109 plus short."" "Like that." "Shoe size?" " 43." "152 short." "Oh, I think we'd better lower the age to 32." "So add a mustache and a dog." " I don't know." "Undress." "I'm already undressed!" " Not enough." "I want you to take off your skin." " Excuse me?" "Give it to me." "I'm going to the bathroom for a fix." "I'll be back." "We'll make a plan." "I'm telling you, Malka, if people don't take their bags seriously, we'll stop stealing them." "That's final." "Don't they know that bags are for holding money, family photos, stuff like that?" ""Baruch Shpinoza." "The Book of Ethics."" "Yeah, I read that." "One terrible author." "Don't read it, Moshe." "You'll have a fit." "I don't fuckin' want to learn to read now, Malka." "What's going on, Boobi?" " There's a plan." "Here you go:" "Yona Leibovitz." "Yona Leibovitz announces her death." "We offer condolences." "Come on." "Quick." "I've never been at that cemetery yet." "I don't want to miss the mourner's prayer." "But Boobi, just two days ago we spent with the paper at the funeral of... oh, what's his name, Moshe?" "Two days ago, Malka." "How am I supposed to remember?" "You got to honor the dead." "Death is the most important thing a person has in his life." "Why do you think people run around, work their asses off, work their lives away?" "Just to get here." "Blessed and sanctified is He..." "What's in store for us on resurrection day!" "What a mess!" "Everyone'll get up." "Hundreds will die of overcrowding." "It'll look like the backdrop for a movie about dwarfs." "I'm all set, Malka." "I arranged with Dick, that if I die, he'll bury me in the park." "Great, honey." "Which Dick?" "Who's Dick?" "What dwarfs?" "Come on." "Yona, Yona." "Get going." "Excuse me?" "Are you by any chance burying Yona Levkovitz?" "No." "Boobi, my legs are killing me." "Let's join this funeral." "We set a date with Yona, didn't we?" "It's not nice." "Give it a chance." "We'll try one more." "Go on." " Blessed and sanctified be He..." "Please, Sir, allow me to offer you, at this prime time, yes, a personal guard in the same pit." "I want to offer to personally guard the body and the grave." "50 shekels a week." "I will guard her from kidnappings, additional burials..." "Understand?" "Get out of here before I call the cops, you hoodlum." "You loser." "Next month, after the mourning period, dig deep." "Dig real deep and you'll see it's not your mother." "It really isn't my mother." "It's my father." "Moshe!" "Get over here right now." "Why are you looking for other jobs?" "Don't you have enough with me?" "It's for my electric blanket, Levi." "It's 600 payments." "You know which type?" "You are insane!" "When it rains, you're under that blanket, you're fried!" "Quiet." "Shhhh." "It's Yona." "And she only knew how to give." "Despite your age, you refused to bother us and you went to the old age home of your own accord." "You asked the doctors not to let us know about your illness." "I will never ever forget the sentence" "that you used to say:" ""Everywhere and at every age, I'm your mother."" "I ask to respect my mother's last words and not cry at her funeral." "The one who can stop me from crying in a cemetery has not been born yet!" "Right, Moshe?" " Right." "One hour." "It took us one hour last week to pull you off the grave." "What was his name, Malka?" " Pnina Rosen." "Doesn't matter." "Yona's gone and I am so sad that I'm still around" "Who is this Yona?" " She's your mother, no?" "My mother is Pnina Rosenberg!" "And I ask that you honor her and don't desecrate her memory." "Get out of here." "Okay." "What's the matter?" "But... wait." "Wait a minute." "I'll help you." "Just a sec, Levi." "Wait." "What happened?" "Leave him alone." "Leave him alone, you criminal." "Fucking hood." "Get out of here, you baboon." "You hairy ape." "You motherfucker." "Don't touch me." "Go." "You... go, go." "Go!" "Stop it." "Back to Mom." " You cocksucker..." "Stop it." "Back to Mom." "Levi only knew how to give." "and until the accident, he'd talk about his death with longing." "His life seemed like a sealed package already." "A senseless, purposeless obstacle course." "And so, we depart from him today," "from a useless man." "Boobi." "Come on, come on." "Come on, darling." "Come, Moshe." "Anyone who doesn't come back at night and cries is a dog." "Where can I cry if not in the cemetery?" "Where?" "Give me a different shirt." "I'm not going out with blood stains." "I'll get arrested." "Hurry up." "I said get me a different shirt." "I don't have one, Boobi." "If you would live by me..." "Why would anyone arrest you?" " Why?" "Not a minute goes by in this city without someone getting murdered." "The entire police force is out looking for murderers and I have a real "wanted" face, see?" "Wait." "Maybe I can borrow a shirt from the poet who has cancer, and his body has shrunk so much that probably everything is big on him." "And while you're at it, ask him about a clean pair of pants, too." "What size are you, darling?" " Whatever fits?" "Yes." "If you'd have read The Book of Ethics (also: sizes), you'd know you were a "small."" "Moshe, lay out a line." "Blow your mind." "This time, we'll make a plan." "A real plan." "Lay it out." "Too bad you're not a user, Moshe." "Believe me." "It would make a human being out of you." "I don't fucking care about being a human being, man." "What a jerk..." "What's all this crap..." "Excuse me." "I didn't know you were asleep." "I'm just taking a few clothes for Moshe and Levi." "Oh, here's a flowered shirt." "Boobi likes flowers." "It reminds him of the time we picked bananas and had sex and the bananas used to fall off the trees." "Now I just need some pants for Moshe and that's it." "Gabardine..." "I see it's a bit big and long." "Maybe I'll shorten it..." "No chance you're going to the ball lately, right?" "Mama." "Mama Moshe." "Mama Boobi." "Come quick." "Oh Mama!" "Mama... he's..." "Get up already, you bum!" " No..." "He's..." "He's..." "Why are you yelling "Boobi?"" "He died a while ago." "He probably shot his cancer." "Damn it!" "Everybody dies." "They only forget about me." "Like a piece of salami." "hiding his life..." "Looking for shirts..." " What will happen to us, Boobi?" "The wedding, the children and your famous singer?" "Oh, just joking." "I'll have plenty of chances to die?" "Look what I found for you, Boobi." "You always liked flowers." "What's this?" " There were no trees?" "Coconut styles." "Coconut." "Eucalyptus, coconut, or something." "No, that's what there was." "And for you, Moshe, darling, I found you gabardine pants that just need to be shortened a bit and you'll need a belt." "Where's the belt?" "Look in the closet." "Every author has a belt." "Maybe I killed him." "That's it." "I don't know." "Already twice today I've had thoughts like dreams, and I can't tell if I've woken up, and if I have woken up, maybe I've fallen asleep into another dream." "It's possible..." " What are you talking about?" "Look, Boobi." "He left a farewell letter." ""I decided to die before death comes." ""And I leave all of my possessions and royalties from my novels to Yosef."" "What novels?" "Oh, novels." ""To Yosef from the market and Sasson from the grocery" ""who let me live on credit." "That's all."" "Maybe we should call someone to take him, Boobi?" "We're here." "Tomorrow, tell Sasson and Yosef that there's a smell in his room." "They'll come, find him and take." "Let's get out of here." "Come on, now." "We'll call the paper." "We'll print a condolence note for him." "Come on." "Why?" " Why, what?" "Someone who leaves stuff to a market and a grocer has no one in the world." "At least it'll sound as if he knew people with cash." "Pay attention to the clothes, Mama." "Obituaries?" "Yes, this is the obituary department." "Pass me over to..." "I wanted the obituaries... yeah." "Yes, yes." "Hello." "Obituaries." " Is this the obituary department?" "Look." "I want to print a small notice for tomorrow." "What's the name?" " Levi Buskillah." "So Levi Buskillah died?" " No." "That's my name." ""Halevai" Buskillah." "Levi is short for "Halevai.". (Hebrew:" "I wish)" "Halevai..." "I wish..." "Levi..." " You wish what?" "No, Levi is short for Halevai." "Halevai Buskillah." "See, when I was little, my dad had all these ideas." "Yeah, so?" "Yeah, so he..." "Never mind." "What's the name of the departed?" "The name of the departed is..." "Just a minute." "What's his name?" "What's his name?" "Gustav Plover." " Gustav Plover." "Gustav Plover?" " Yes." "What are you?" "Offering condolences or shocked?" "Is that good?" "So... just a minute." "He's asking what we should write." "How?" "Offer condolences to..." " Hello?" "Hello?" "Can you hear me?" "Hello?" " Or shocked." "What's shocked, Boobi?" " Shocked, is like..." "We'll, like, feel electric shocks now that he's dead." "Oh." "Shocked." "Hello?" " Hello." "Look, write like this:" "We are sorry to offer..." "Sorry to offer..." "Yes." "Yes." "condolences to Yosef and Sasson." " Condolences to Yosef and Sasson?" "Yes." "Okay." "So we finished." " Yes." "Yes." "But what should we write?" "That he died or departed?" "Wait." "We're having a consultation." "He asks if we want to write "dead" or "departed?"" "What do you mean, "departed?" Where'd he go?" "He's gone." "He's gone." "That means he's here, but he's not." "So what's going on?" " He's here." "He's gone... there." "There?" "He's gone?" "He's not here?" "He's gone." "He's not here." "That means he's gone out." "Retired." "Gone on vacation." "Gone to a movie." "How do I know?" "Listen." "Just listen." "Write everything." "I got it, Boobi." "I got it." "He's gone." "He's not here." "There goes my pocket money." "Everything." "Write we offer our condolences." "We mourn, we're crying." "We're upset." "Add that he's gone." "Yeah, that he's gone." "Everything." "And sign it:" "Levi, Malka and Moshe." "Help me down." "Without the belt, I'm not sorry at all." "Hello?" "Just write Levi and Malka." "Without a belt, Moshe doesn't care." "Who is Moshe?" "Yes..." " Okay, without Moshe." "And how many inches?" " What's inches?" "You had a notice today for Yona Levkovitz?" "So the same size." "Malka!" "Malka...!" "As the request of the audience, Malka will sing a song for us." ""In the Dream."" "I can't hear you!" " "In the Dream."" "Let's welcome her." "Malka Buskillah." "Please." "Please." "Are you ready?" ""In my dream, I see" ""Only you and you and you." ""In my dream, you are full of joy" ""When you're with me and I'm with you." ""In my dream," ""You are my husband and I am your wife." ""So why doesn't life meet up with the dream?" ""Why doesn't life meet up with the dream?" ""Because..."" "Malka..." "Malka!" "Malka!" "I love you Booby." ""Why doesn't life meet up with the dream?" ""In my dream you are the groom" ""And I am the bride."" "It's good we got here first." "Maybe we'll manage to catch something before the old gals come and the daily mess begins." "Maybe, if I would have brought the gun that belongs to... the departed?" "I would shoot the mess." " Moshe." "How many times have we said that we're..." "Felons." "Not criminals." "Wait, dear." "Something not right?" "Soon, the cops will come and put you in the electric chair." "What's that?" "What do you mean, "What's that?" Haven't you been to the movies?" "They put you in a metal chair, plug you into a socket with about a million kilograms, uh... kilo... kilowatts, and before you can yell, "Momma" you get shocked to death." "What do you mean, "Yell Momma?"" "Everybody yells "Momma" before he dies." "All right." "Straight and left." "Straight and left, Mom." "Hello." "Hello." " Can I help you?" "Are you a transvestite?" "Uh, God forbid!" "I'm an original woman." "So fuck off." "Mom, straight and let's go." "God damn you." "You're sado-maso!" "Maniac." "Sadist!" " Next time, say "Yes."" "He'll take you and you position it so he doesn't know where he's at." "And if he gets mad, call me." "We'll chop off his dick." ""Why doesn't life meet up with the dream?"" ""Why doesn't life meet up with the dream?"" "My sweeties." "50 percent off for soldiers." "Come here, darling." "Just help me a sec." "Darling." "Oh, bless you." "It's a great honor for me to be in the army, on an army stretcher." "Hello." " Hello." "Where can I help you?" " Right here." "You see that guy." "He's my son." "This week, he's 16 and he still hasn't known a woman." "So I decided to bring him here as a birthday present." "So he can start to live it up, as we say." "He's a bit shy, but you and me will arrange everything, right?" "Really?" "I've always wanted to be a birthday gift." "Congratulations." "When I was 16, I also got a gift from Boobi." "A gift of three men." "After, he lifted me up on a chair, like they do at birthdays." "So what's your name, darling?" "Nu..." "Nunu." " It's short for Nahum." "Oh." "That's nice." "So come here." "Malka will make little Nunu come to life." "Excuse me for a minute." "Boobi." "How much should I charge a kid for his first time?" "Which kid?" "I see two in the car." "One's the dad who brought his kid for me to do him his first time as a birthday gift." "One?" "I don't know." "For a first timer, make it 170." "They made a cake out of you." "And if the kid's little "candle" flickers, give it a blow as well." "Then raise the price to 200." " And add in a belt for me." "She's a whore, not a fashion boutique!" "Did you hear the gift price?" "Okay." "It's okay?" "What do we do now?" "Now, I'll get in the car, we'll drive off the road, and you'll get out while I give little Nahum a party." "Believe me, Moshe, if I was Prime Minister, that father would have been put away a long time ago." "A kid's first time isn't supposed to be in the middle of the desert with an old whore in a car as his birthday present." "It'll make for a crazy kid who thinks life starts in a collapsible seat in a car with Malka." "Oh, come on Levi." "Let me go and have a go at the dad." "Beat him to a pulp." "I'll crush his car, Levi." "You take the kid." "You always wanted a kid, didn't you, Levi?" "Yeah." "So I'm going." "Yeah." "A kid would make life mean something to me." "First off, I would teach him to say the mourner's prayer for me." "Second, I would give him a new name." "Osher. (Hebrew:" "Happiness)" "Osher Buskillah." "I would buy him a suede suit, as a sign of maturity." "I'd make a lawyer out of him." "He would put me in jail for six months." "Make a human being of me." "And he shouldn't forget to call me Dad when he gets here." "Don't worry." "Just one smack from me." "He'll call you Dad, and Mom, and Auntie." "Whatever you want." "And if there's a belt over there, I'm taking it." "Okay, Levi?" "Only if it's your size." "Osher Buskillah." "What a plan." "What?" "No, no, no, no." "Amos will switch Itizk at Afeka, yes." "Shhhh... relax." "Relax, Nunni." "You know, every day, I have at least three men who can't get it up, and I mean three older men who don't have birthdays." "And this is your first time." "It can make you really nervous." "It's not me." "It's because of him." "That shit head opens his office in the middle of my present." "It's for the guard!" "Can you please stop with that mobile phone stuff?" "No, I won't." "Tell Nunni that's how we pay for the gift." "And the motor bike." "And tell him that true men screw under fire." "This gift is so you can be a man already, not some mama's boy." "So keep going and finish up." "Where were we?" "Oh, yeah." "Shhh... don't believe him." "He didn't mean it." "Don't believe him." "You know, this morning, I did an author with liver cancer." "But he was really gentle and sensitive, and since he wasn't macho, he even wanted to hear a poem I made up about the sea at Tel Baruch." "And only after that, we did it, quietly and gently." "Maybe you know him?" "A very, very well known author." "Gustav Plovar." "Oh, yeah." "I know him." "I studied him." "But he died." "Exactly." "He shot himself this morning." "Now close your eyes and Mollie will make nice." "Happy birthday to you." "Happy birthday to you." "Happy birthday, dear Nahum." "Hey, don't you know what happened yesterday at Yehoshua Park?" "Nitza heard the Shpigler's alarm begin to buzz, and she knew there were instructions that if lady Shpigler buzzes in, she sends Yoram over immediately." "But that lunatic buzzed in when her ex was already in the house and threatened to kill her." "That's enough." "No, Dad." "I don't want" " I'll get back to you later." "I want to go home." "Come here." " Dad, I want to go home." "Tell me the truth." "I want to go home." "But now." "Are you gay?" "Are you a fag?" " I want to go home." "Answer me..." " Leave him alone, you psychopath." "Look what you're doing to a kid with your fat face." "Why are homos going through your idiotic brain?" "After a birthday like this, I'd be gay, lesbian and transvestite." "I pity any kid born to you." "Now give me the money and get out of here." "Money?" "What money?" "What money?" "What do you want?" "Was there any fucking goin' on here?" "Tell me!" "Did he come?" "Did the kid come?" "Did he come?" "." "Forget about the money, whore." "You trying to pull a quick one?" "My kid didn't come." "That's what counts, here." "Oh, fuck off, you maniac." " And curses, too." "Moshe, Moshe." "Come quick." "Moshe, Moshe." "Come quick." "Now let's see what you'll pay." " What do you say?" "It was all out of love, son." "Love and experience." "Moshe, do something!" "He's disturbing my work and won't pay." "So what's going to happen?" "Huh, Moishe'le?" "How do you want it?" "From which distance?" "So that I don't have to bend down to bust your face apart?" "What did you say, you asshole?" "Move." "I'm on my way to tear your dad into tiny pieces." "You maniac!" "You have to forgive me, son." "It was a big mistake to lay on the pressure." "You don't say something like that to a kid without setting an example." "Like in the army." "First the range." "Then shooting." "Then to battle." "So pay attention, son." "Pay attention son." "A personal example." "You want your money?" "Yes." " So go on." "Get to work." "But you'll pay, right?" "Of course I'm paying." "I'm paying." "Open your pants." "Put a condom on my little prick and let's show my kid how to fuck under fire." "Look, son." "Look." "Did you see?" "It's simple." "Fucking under fire." "Yes, Dad." "Yeah, yeah?" "See." "Do it to her, do it to her." "Screw her, Dad." "Come here." "Dad, you're great." "Yeah." "Great." "Great." "And another one." " Your Dad is pretty okay." "He's a good example." "A little example, but an example." "Easy, huh?" "Nice, Dad." "Fuck her hard." "Fuck her brains out, Dad." "Yeah." "Now, we're going test your associations." "Actually, this will test your imagination." "Does it hurt, what you said?" " Not at all." "I'm coming to you with stronger pains that I got at a birthday for a boy that I wanted to set up for Levi, but his dad was so forcibly against it," "I just don't want any more pain, today." "No more pain." "I'm going to show you some pictures and you look and tell me what it reminds you of, or whatever goes through your head when you see the picture." "That way, I can measure your emotional happiness." "Yeah?" "Please." "Okay." "Shall we begin?" "Yes." "This?" " Levi Buskillah." "Good." "And this?" "Good." "Malka." "And who is this?" "Osher Buskillah." " Oh... very nice." "And this is difficult, right?" "It's not hard." "It the departed." "Great!" "And what does this remind you of, Moshe?" "What's your problem?" "You bringing me pictures from one dream to another?" "I was sure you'd bring a photo of a belt or electric blanket, so I could see a dream of the dream." "Now I'll wake up if he didn't kill me and I'm not gone." "I'm really sorry." "I don't know how this photo got to the session." "You know what?" "I'll deduct it from the bill." "I know you." "You're all the same." "Let's go quick." "Before my Boobi gets mad at us." "He's really going to get mad that I didn't get his son a gift." "He already had a name for him." "Osher." "Osher Buskillah." "Not just a judge." "Supreme Court." "He never wanted a kid from me." "He said that in kindergarten, they'd call the kid son of a bitch, and the kid would get violent because of that." "It's true." "But he knows I'm only a temporary whore, until become a famous singer." "He knows that." "It's not so bad, Malka." "It's not so bad." "I dreamt about a picture of you and him." "And?" " Like..." "like a bride and groom." "What will be with you, Moshe?" "Even in your dreams, you're a criminal." "Why are you stealing pictures from my dreams?" "Sorry, Malka." "Believe me, the minute I saw the picture," "I got up and left the dream right away." "I swear, Malka." "No, it's okay, Moshe." "It's okay." "It's all a bunch of crap, anyway." "Everything is almost..." "not quite..." "All my life, I catch clouds." "Talk to them." "I guess I'm kind of like a cloud in life." "Floating with the wind, weighing nothing, trying to form a shape, like a dream." "Look at me." "No, really." "Look at me." "40 years old." "Lying in the middle of the desert of whores." "Alive, dead." "What's the difference?" "Now you listen to me." "Wherever you look, there's no plan." "No plan." "Live." "Period." " Boobi, are you okay?" "What?" "Was there a birthday?" "The kid couldn't get it up." "So the dad showed him the ropes." "Look what a belt Moshe got." " Yeah. so where's the kid?" "He didn't want." "Oh well." "We'll find another kid for you." "Don't worry." "Whoa..." "Here comes the hood, the family and the war." "Levi." "Moshe." "Malka." "So, what's up with you, huh?" "You still don't get it that this is our territory?" "So get going!" "Pick yourselves up and get the hell out of here, before I lose my temper like I did a few days ago." "Mollie..." "Give it to him." "Listen to me for a minute." "Give it to him." "Tell him you need him right away, understand?" "That you have the hots for him." "Right?" "Then really humiliate him." "Till he gets down on his knees." "You understand me?" " Yes." "But first yell: "I don't want to." "I don't want to." Now!" "I don't want to!" " Louder." "I don't want to!" "I don't want to!" "Okay?" "I don't want to." "Stop." "That's enough." "Go on, smartass." "I don't need you... go..." "you fuckin' whore." "Fuck off, you cocksucker." "Get the hell out of here." "Go fuck off." "I can find thousands instead of you in three seconds." "Get out of here." "Jumbo, darling, can I talk to you for a minute in private?" "No problem." " Come here." "She's probably screwing him to get our place." "How was I, Moshe?" " Fabulous." "Now wait and see what happens." "That's it." "I'm sick of it." "I won't work for this scumbag any more." "Jumbo, darling, I've been looking at you for a long time and I think with a body like yours, you probably have a fire-hose between those legs, and I'm considering finishing it up with that scumbag" "and coming to work for your fire-hose." "I really have the hots for you and if you give it to me now," "I'll come." "I'm ending it with Levi and with Moshe, and I'll work for your Olympic body." "Okay?" "No problem." "That's it?" "Where's the rest, honey?" "I don't know." "In the morning, it was at least fives times that size." "If Levi and Moshe hear about your tiny little prick, they will laugh about it from here to the world's end." "You don't say one word about it." " Okay." "And me, and Boobi, and Moshe will work in your territory, right?" "All right." "So?" "Levi, you are great." "You are great, Levi." "I know." "Come on." "Let's move." "Let's get to work." "Jumbo, what happened?" "Maybe you've got a fix for me?" "No." "No?" "But I have one for you, losers." "Stop it." "Enough." "Enough for today." "Jumbo, bravo." "Let's go to the highway and call a cab before the cops show up, okay?" "And you, come with me." "Come, I tell you." "Jumbo..." "That's it." "Dead." "Malka." "What about you?" " Me too." "In the paper, they'll probably write "Prostitute found dead."" "and they'll write in Women Today:" ""Malka will sing no more." ""And the sea did not forgive her at Tel-Baruch."" "What's with you, Moshe?" "I don't fucking feel like dying now." "So listen:" "The minute we get to the hospital, you sell off our insides." "The works." "Liver, spleen, hearts." "And don't settle for less than 10,000." "We're not horses." "Buy yourself an electric blanket and put the rest in the bank." "Maybe, in the end, we'll become millionaires on the interest." "Maybe they'll put our picture on the beach that Moshe photographed two years ago in our last hug, huh, Boobi?" "Did they send a cab?" "Do you have cash?" "Come on." "Come on you old good-for-nothings." "Get up." "Come on." "Get up." "Get up." "Get up." "Go, go, go." "Get moving, already." "Arthur, don't worry." "Don't worry." " The whole finger's lost, huh?" "Cut some bread for a sandwich and cut the whole finger, too." "Whoa..." "look at that steel ring!" "Maybe if I take this finger," "I'll clean it up real good." "Even give it a manicure." "I'll guard it for 50 shekel, and we'll stick it back on Saturday." "Okay?" "Give me back the finger." "No, I don't want it." "Why?" "Why, lady?" "I'll take care of it." "Believe me." "Excuse me?" "What country is that language from?" "The language isn't from any country." "It's from home." "15 years." "Me and Nikko are together." "No kids." "No family." "No friends." "Working together." "We have a flower shop so..." "we grew ourselves a language that every word of it means something that tell where that word was all these years." "What it did to us, when it's body language..." "It doesn't matter." "It hurts more when I say, "He hit me" instead of "Zirkam."" "Give it to me." "Give me back the finger." "You cheapskates." " No, no." "Give it to me..." "Cheapskates." "What a day." "Oh man." "nothing is going good." "Nurse!" "Nurse!" " Doctor!" "Doctor!" "What?" "Can't you hear?" "He's calling you." "Nurse..." " Quiet!" "Doctor." "Doctor!" "Doctor." "Come quick!" "Doctor!" "I'm guarding you and the chair." "Oiling it down." "Bringing you the electric chair." " Moshe!" "Moshe!" "Come here!" "Come here!" "What happened?" "Is your brain screwed up?" "Volunteer for the Border Patrol and put an end to all this nonsense." "Sit down, already." "Three hours." "Three hours have gone by." "No plan." "No plan." "Set up a line." "Set me up a line to fix my head." "Where did I put the fix, Levi?" "It should be here." "Where's the fix?" " Where's the fix?" "I put it in your pocket, Levi." " Quiet." "I swear, brother." "I found it." "I found it." "Good." "Shut up." "What a day, Levi." "We're not having any luck today, Levi." "What a day." "Everything is going wrong." "Shhh." "It'll be okay." "We'll have a plan." "It'll turn out fine." "Don't worry." "We'll have a plan?" ""Fastor," that means "enough," right?" "And "nik nirka" means "don't cry,"" "and "ginta" is like how I call my Levi "Boobi."" "You don't understand." "When you say "fastor," it really does mean "enough."" "But... "fastor"..." "Nikko's "fastor" means "enough" and "calm down," and... so why do you, "sirka jin laginta?"" "Last week, she started speaking to me only in Hebrew, so I started drinking. -'Cuz I heard him say something on the phone:" ""De patroni ledgesh rozitta gibelmea."" "What's that?" "It's... like he confirmed an order on the telephone for five petunias, and ten roses for "gibelme."" "And that is, like... a polite way of saying "My dear lady."" "But the content isn't important." "He betrayed our language." "You can stuff that lady on the phone with "rosental" and don't forget to shove 10 flowers up her pussy." "And she can get scratched by all their thorns." "Fastor." " Fastor." "Your mother is a fastor." "Miriam." "Miriam." " Yes, doctor." "Come here." "There's a..." " What?" "AIDS?" "Yes, AIDS." "Good." "He died of...strangulation." " Strangulation." "Oh." "Yes." "Okay." "Back to the morgue." "Haim." "Moshe." "Come, come take that corpse to the morgue." "No, not the morgue." "I prefer to check these here first." "Not you, Doctor, the corpse." "What are we going to do with you?" "Ginta." "I couldn't leave without saying goodbye." "Moshe." "Levi." "I thought you'd never get here." "And furthermore..." "Doctor, we were afraid you wouldn't come." "Oh well." "Check us." "We've wasted eight hours here." "Okay, okay." " Go on." "Check them, doctor." " Fine." "I know." "I need a pulse." "Give me your arm." "We'll check your pulse." "Wait." "Is it 2:30 already?" "How long have I been sleeping?" "Two and a half hours." "Are you the guy who does stiches?" "The pulse, doctor." "I know." "The pulse." "I know." "Calm down." "Meir sent me so you'd connect the skin, so my ear wouldn't fall off." "76, 77..." "What happened to you?" "We'll settle for 78?" " Yes." "Okay." "Levi, do you have any speed?" "It would be too hard for him." "Miraim, we need sutures." "I've been on my feet for 80 hours already." "You look very refreshed." "He also wants to..." "Let's have a look." "Just by sheer chance, I have some..." " Doctor, check him." "Iodine." "Okay." "I know." "Now take a deep breath." "Take one." "Take one." "How did this happen to you?" "Inhale." "We beat up 10 guys who came to the amusement park without tickets." "Don't worry." "Levi will fix you up right away." "Exhale." "Inhale." "Levi, maybe sew him up, the poor guy." "After that, you can fix us." "Come on, exhale." "Inhale." " Thanks a lot." "Come on, inhale." "Exhale." "Antiseptic." " Antiseptic." "Stop." "No." "Is it going to hurt, doctor?" "Don't worry." "No, it's nothing." "I am just disinfecting the place." "Doctor, wake up!" " What?" "Huh?" "Wake up." "Oh, the heart." "The heart." "Yes." "Well, the heart's okay." "Pad." "What?" "It's working." "The heart's working." "Good." "Thank you." "Okay." "He needs an x-ray and stitches." "Yes." "Pad." "Tell what's his name." "What's his name?" "Yigal." "Yigal." "Gently." " Slowly." "Take it slow." "Moshe, your turn." "Who bashed in your face, Doctor?" "I don't understand why you insist on working this strip." "Local anesthetic." " Local anesthetic." "Believe me." "What happened, doctor?" "It's the whores' mall." "Wait." "What is that?" "It's nothing." "Just to freeze the spot." "Don't worry." "Relax." "Calm down." "It's... people come from all over to this 100 meters of road." "But if you stand on 101, horny clients, you'll have none." "Hey, I made a rhyme, Moishe'le." "String five." " String five." "I don't like the looks of your head." "Need a C.T." "Write it down." "What?" " C.T." "Okay." "Yes, and possibly encephalitis." "Two hours ago, they brought in a four year old girl," "Tell me." "Have you always had, how should I put this?" "A big head?" "with a torn rectum." "Huh?" "What am I?" "Head of State?" "With her father and brothers standing there, she tells me," "Pinhead is my middle name." ""My dad plays games with oil in my pee-pee, but today, he played games in my bottom and it really hurt."" "I stuck my finger in her vagina and I found she wasn't a virgin." "Mama..." "Mama Hurry." "Mama." "Meir." "Fast!" "Come..." "Fast." "Come." "Come." "Just as I go to the phone to call that police," "Very good." "Very good." "May it never end." "they grab me, those animals," "Come." "and bash my face in." "That's what happens when you don't have a body guard." "Ex... my mistake" " What?" "What happened?" "Maybe I..." " Shut up already, you moron." "What?" "From my fucking shift." "No." "She died from the language." "Shhh... stay calm." "He cheated on her with the language with someone else." "On the phone." "So what's happening, Boobi?" "Are they sewing you up?" "Just as long as they don't sew like in a kids' embroidery class," "That piece of shit." "Shut up already you piss-headed whore." "where they do the cross-stitch." "Otherwise, you'll leave here with a neck like the flag." "Is something written on her admission's form?" "No." "Just surface wounds." "Nothing." "What's with you, Moshe, darling?" "Okay." "Take her to the morgue and tell the pathologist" "The doctor scared us." "He told us this story." "to take care of her quickly so we can know how she fucking died." "Okay." "Now I want to beat up, really disfigure that father, tear him to pieces for fucking his daughter, you know, Malka?" "Take the body out to the morgue." "If there's no room there, put her in the hall." "Call me." "Are you with them?" "Moshe, I told you that death was the only plan in life." "I'm with them, and they're with me." "We're like..." "Jack and Jill." "The only one, eh?" "My dear." "Who are you with?" "With thread, stitches and dread." "Maybe I'll sing for you all," "If I was in your place, granddad, I'd go to the county court, while you're sewing?" "For some relaxation?" "order euthanasia and finish it up." "This is a song written specially for my Boobi." "Look at you." "Look at your face." "What a scream" "Written by Boaz Sharabi. "Halevai." (Hebrew: "We wish")" "Scream already." "Yell!" "Give a yell!" "It's about me." "Levi is short for "Halevai." My first name." "Let her sing." "So she'll shut up, okay?" "Sing, sing." "That way we can't hear you." "What a silence..." "Moshe, make some..." "bring something to keep the beat." "Dead!" "Dead." "Okay." "Go." ""We wish that from a cloud a rainbow will descend." "I don't know." "We were just talking about this and that." ""We wish that this world will be better some day." "Suddenly the guy shouts "Momma" to... to..." "God." "What did he die of?" ""We wish that a new day will come out of the storm." "Actually, life got sick of him." ""We wish that the present will last forever." "I don't get what's so great about increasing life expectancy." ""We wish that one nation will not fight against another." "Why do they work so hard on geriatrics." "After all, 65 is one hell of a stretch." ""We wish to never stop hoping..."" "You get stuck in line, drive the clerks crazy, spend hours at the bank trying to understand a 2.5 shekel commission," "Sir, are you all right?" " What's the matter with you?" "and another two hours nudging the pharmacist," "See, the Ministry of Health doesn't want problems." "because your coupons are worth two more aspirins." "with heart arrest, lungs, not to mention a stroke." "So in the back, we have a girl..." "You fart and then eat your yoghurt and prune juice, in the back we have a girl who took a special course, cross the street on purple and don't get run over." "very professional." " Is it confidential?" "Sir, didn't you read in the paper today" "Oh damn it all!" "about "Mission:" "Horny Man in Fourth Street?"" "Okay, let's see what it is." "Three hours." "Three hours from the grocery store to home." "Go on." "Go on." "Come on." "Fifteen minutes for an epileptic fit while bending down to that bag till finding your keys, and then another fifteen minutes of Parkinson's" "Hello, young and handsome man." "trying to fit the key into the keyhole," ""Mission:" "The Health of the Horny Man" invites you in." "and then 20 minutes of locking, first the key, then the lever, then the lock..." "That's five hours of locking, closing, shutting, and instead of dying in that catacomb." "Why did Boobi say there was no plan?" "They spend another hour cutting a slice of bread," "An ambulance, a whore, two pimps." "spreading margarine on the bread, on the arm," "It's not just a plan." "It's an entire program." "You know, Boobi, once I had a dream." " Yeah?" "That I was a caring nurse." "and then they go to the boob tube, as if it's a spa." "But a whore is what came out." "Well, a Romanian nurse, and caring..." "Hospitality in the hospital!" " What are you blabbing about?" "In the sixth hour of the day" "You are so screwed up." "What happened to you?" "Just an idea." "An idea." "they sit opposite the tube, spread jam on the slice of bread and picking at it slowly," "If I die because of these stitches, don't you put me in the ground." "and the only sounds in their lives" "No way." "You burn me into a tiny note and put me in the Wailing Wall." "are the clacking of their dentures and a burp after every bite." "Their glassy eyes look out in space" "So if you die, Levi," "I wanted to ask for the 200 for my electric blanket." "Yeah?" "and the only neuron left in their brains makes the clink of five cents in a tin box" "So I want, if you agree..." " Oh shut up." "Enough already." "as another useless hour of their life expectancy goes by." "What's going on here?" "A silicon crystal does more during those seven hours." "What's going on?" "And let's not forget the daily call from the daughter." "Whoa...." "It takes at least 15 rings until the piece of junk picks up the phone" "What are you doing here?" "Making a new Israeli movie?" "Wow!" "and then another half hour of "What?" "Who?" "What did you ask?"" "Who's here?" "Who...?" "Hello." "I was just looking for you." "Oh yeah?" "Are you free for the next two hours?" "Five times, the daughter will ask, "How are you, Mom?"" "What do we need to do?" " A scene." "A small scene." "Yeah." "It's fine." "Moshe, come here." "We're making a movie." "Come here." "Four of those times will be answered by," What did you ask?"" "Now, seven hours have gone by with "What?" "," farts and burps." "Corpses on the table." "The pathologists have more of a life than these piles of scraps." "Get your hands off, you maniac." "with skin drooping off the bodies like dresses in paintings by Lautrec." "With..." "genitals that are green with mold" "Three black coffees." "Go bring them." "and chests, breasts the shape of used condoms." "Half a bottle. 41." "What do you have to eat, huh?" "And then the sixth hour comes." "The most exciting hour of all." "Bring salads, hummus." "Bring out some salads." "Go on." "Crapping hour." "And tell that shmuck to switch tunes to something Middle Eastern." "Now, even time gives up." "Just so we'll know who's who here." "They sit on the toilet, staring out at nothing, thinking about nothing." "Waiting." "Excuse me." "Are you "Frenkim?" (derogatory for Middle Eastern)" "Their body lets out a fart, once every half hour," "What Diaspora are you from, exactly?" "and after that, something the size of a pea comes out." "One drop of shit." "That's all they have to offer the world." "Did I hear what I think I heard?" "Fuck off, you scumbag." " Moshe?" "Relax, Boobi." "After nine of the most useless hours ever." "They should be forbidden to live there, at those ages." "We don't sell half a bottle." "We sell glasses or a full bottle." "You bring the fucking half bottle." "The guy who just died was my dad." "I'm going to get a fix in the bathroom." "I'll come back and make sure everything's in order." "Can you say that sentence again?" "What did you say?" "You two-bit slut." "Come on, Levi." "Let's finish up here." "Come on, slut, come on." "No chance for health in a place where doctors hate their fathers." "Why isn't there any music, huh?" "Listen to me, Moshe." "At first, parents are God." "Afterwards, they turn into the devil." "Moshe." "They pick your life apart, like..." "like an overdraft." "We said Middle-Eastern music." "Let's go to get sewed up." "Then we'll make plans." "Look." "I tried." "I tried to explain." "We have a problem here." "Blacks aren't allowed in." "See?" "I said Middle Eastern music!" " Middle Eastern!" "Nice necklace." ""Samir, Samir, Samir." ""What will be the end of you?" ""If you put the turban" ""on your head?"" "Let me..." "Will you let Moshe kiss you too?" "Fastor." " I don't understand." "I think that means "Yes."" "Moshe?" "Sorry." "200 shekels." " Levi, what are you doing here?" "200 shekel to finish the month, Moshe." "Are you begging, Levi?" " I am begging, Moshe." "You're really humiliating yourself this time, Levi." "Humiliating myself." "I am dust at your feet, Moshe." "Who's the best bodyguard in the world?" "This time for real." "Who's the best bodyguard in the world?" "You are." "Moshe." "And you won't ever laugh at me in my entire life, Levi?" "Never, Moshe." "Never ever." "I swear." "Truthfully?" " Truthfully." "Of course, truthfully." "Okay, Levi." "I love you." "After all, you know." "Thanks, Moshe." "Don't cry, Levi." "I love you." "I do." "Wait." "Levi, go enjoy yourself." "Have a little fun, Levi." "Okay?" " Okay, Moshe." "Waste money and live it up, Levi." " Whatever you say, Moshe." ""Bash in your face..." ""Yeah." "Allah chose you from all other nations." "A few minutes turned to hours." "You know, it's good they killed us in the end." "So there's no sequel." "But we made it bad, like real life." " Bad, bad, Levi." "Oh so bad." " Now people will watch the movie." "They'll think I'm a whore, that you're "Frenkim,"" "and... that I drink all the time, and..." "that Moshe, you're a nervous wreck." "It's a movie, Malka." "Movies are like dreams." "Right, Levi?" "You really deserve 200 from your dream." "Here." "Take it and finally buy yourself an electric blanket." "Thanks, Levi." "You're not mad at me and Malka, right, Levi?" "Moshe?" "What's the matter with you?" "Life and dreams tied, huh?" "Six years, for six years, I've seen Malka every single day, with old people, kids and babies." "How can I be mad at you now?" "But love is something different, Boobi." "Oh, if someone doesn't love himself, like I do, so who am I to stand in the way of a friend's dream?" "Who?" "Let's get to the end of this day, already." "Malka?" " What?" "What?" "What?" "I'm not going to my house because the smell of the author will make me sleepless." "Besides, everything is vague, maybe, and as if..." "Don't be mad at him, Malka." "You are his entire life." "But Levi doesn't really care about his life, get it?" "Maybe I'll walk with her, Levi?" " What for?" "Come on." " Should we go?" "What happened to you?" "Come on." "It's freezing, isn't it." " Yeah, pretty bad." "So?" "Tomorrow is already two days from now, huh?" "I'm pregnant, booby." "What?" "From who?" " From you." "Don't you remember?" "You and me?" "Two months ago without a condom?" "Aren't you happy?" " Me?" "Yeah." "Really?" "Yes." " You're not serious." "Yes." "I don't believe it!" "Are you serious?" " Really, Boobi." "Can I put the hand of fate on you?" " Go ahead." "Put it on, Boobi." "And will you sing us a round of "Halevai?"" "For the world, for me, for you, for Osher Buskillah?" "Yes." ""We wish that from a cloud a rainbow will descend." ""We wish that this world will be better some day." ""We wish that a new day will come out of the storm." ""We wish that the present will last forever." ""We wish that one nation will not fight against another." ""We wish to never stop hoping." ""We wish for man to be passionate till evening." ""We wish for another chance for love."" ""An Electric Blanket Named Moshe"" "Sibtitle production:" "Elrom Studios"