Once We Were Dreamers (1987) - full transcript
Set in the Middle East in 1919, a group of European Jews planning on settling in the Sinai Desert are attacked by Bedouin tribesmen. As they fight for their lives they realize that they are beginning a struggle for a new Jewish nation. This film chronicles the beginning of the modern Jewish struggle for a homeland.
[ALL CHUCKLING]
All right.
It's now or never.
Smile for the generations
to come.
One, two...
Hold on! We're coming.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
MAN: Anda, Marcus, come on.
Hurry up. [CHUCKLING]
Three.
ZEV: The Europe we have
left behind is a cursed
and corrupted place.
For centuries,
our Jewish brothers
have been hunted down
and butchered like animals.
The sound of their cries
reaches up to the heavens.
But there is no reply.
God is dead.
We can wait for him
no longer.
We shall take fate
into our own hands
and create ourselves anew,
in our lost
and forgotten homeland.
My hand trembles
as I write these words,
gazing out into our valley.
Words that fill
the first blank page
of our communal diary.
Here we shall record
our triumphs, our sorrows,
out most intimate thoughts.
The dream of our commune
springs to life,
a society of free
and equal human beings,
who share material
and spiritual goods as one.
A new kind of society,
that words cannot describe.
Because nothing
like it before has ever
been created by man.
[HOOVES BEATING]
My gaze returns again
to the valley below
that bears the promise
of justice to be served.
-[ACCORDION PLAYING]
-A people without a land
returning to a land
without a people.
Only, this time,
our genesis begins
without God.
Zev, August 8th, 1919.
[WHOOPING]
[ALL CHEERING]
[WHISTLING]
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]
[WHISTLING]
-Don't you dance?
-Uh, no.
Come on, I can teach you.
No!
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]
I'm sorry.
[CHEERING]
[WHISTLING]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
[ALL CHEERING]
HALPERN: Well, well!
You finally got here!
You came alone?
Where are
the other watchmen?
In the meantime
I'm all you've got.
-They giving you trouble?
-[ALL CHEERING]
[SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
They're going down alone
to talk to the sheik.
Just like that.
Easy, Halpern,
that's why I'm here.
One word of Arabic
they don't know, and they're
already running to talk.
WOMAN: One, two, three, go.
[CHEERING]
[WHISTLING]
[MUSIC STOPS PLAYING]
How do you do?
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Hello.
Amnon. Hello.
Hello. Amnon.
I was sent out here
to join you.
Here you don't join.
You get accepted.
ANDA: Our life in Europe
was a false illusion.
The illusion of being able
to change our despicable
yet inevitable fate.
Here, on this land,
out of our desire for freedom,
equality and justice,
we are being born anew.
Yulek, Marcus...
Zev,
Daniel.
All my beloved friends.
Our commune.
A dream turning into reality.
Anda, August 10th, 1919.
[SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
[LAUGHING]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING]
[BOTH SPEAKING ARABIC]
Ooh.
[CONTINUES SPEAKING ARABIC]
[MAN LAUGHING]
-[GUNSHOTS]
-[GUN COCKS]
[GUN COCKING]
AMNON: Take the bullet
out of the chamber.
Before you start a bloodbath.
[VIOLIN PLAYING]
[VIOLIN CONTINUES PLAYING]
ANDA: Last time you
played Tchaikovsky for me
was on my graduation.
At medical school in Vienna.
I was all dressed up
in my gown,
and ready for the ceremony.
Then I told you I wouldn't go.
I wouldn't stand there
and be honored by
the bourgeois establishment.
You smiled.
You kissed me.
And played for me.
Only for me.
Anda, August 22, 1919.
DANIEL: Avrum, take this one.
-Ingale.
-Yes?
You take the old Gulliver.
I was saving it for you.
You're the only one here
who can lift it.
[MAN SINGING]
[WOMAN CHUCKLING]
It's all right, I took it.
-DANIEL: Natan.
-Yes?
Ugh.
Can you handle this one?
Yes.
Marcus.
DANIEL: Marcus, you take
the little Mauser.
Trigger's stiff,
but it fires good.
If you want,
there's a Parabellum.
[WOMAN CHUCKLING]
This show of arms
seems pointless to me.
DANIEL: Well, how do you
want to defend the plow?
With your violin?
There's too much at stake
to act rashly!
First, we should try
to reach an agreement
with the Arabs.
What agreement?
This land is ours.
We paid for every inch of it!
Yes!
But not for the people on it!
MARCUS: They're been
living there for years,
we should talk to them.
We went there.
We tried speaking to them.
AMNON: And you almost
got yourselves killed.
There's not much
you can talk about
when you don't talk
the same language.
We don't need a language
for what we came to say.
Yeah, because you do
all your talking with a gun!
DANIEL: Look, you're not gonna
make me a monster.
Just because I insist
on getting what is
rightfully mine.
Calm down, Daniel.
Day and night, we sit here
talking about creating
a just and equal society.
But here's our first
real test.
And we have failed.
We are justifying injustice.
[INHALES]
Seems to me inhuman,
immoral even,
to ask a man who has nothing
to give up on the little
he needs to survive.
Yeah, I'm the one
who taught Yunija.
So what?
Can't I use him?
You hated him.
I changed my mind.
Well, now he suits you, huh?
It's relevant!
Well, if relevance's the test,
then what about Pearce?
The moral choice
is the most efficacious one.
There's no room for
philosophical debates here.
Going down to work
our fields is not just
a matter of principle.
It's a question of survival.
Go down there tomorrow,
and I promise you,
things are going
to get a lot worse.
MAN: Who asked you?
AMNON: You don't have
to ask me.
-Just going to happen.
-But it's our land!
We hold the deed.
All you've got
is a piece of paper.
That means nothing to them.
Nothing!
The Arabs where here
when we got here
16 years ago.
We were seven families.
Twenty-two men, women,
and children.
I remember,
when we would come back
from the fields at dusk,
and start up the hill.
You could hear
the shouts of the children
playing in the yard.
Four years later,
I was the only one left!
You don't understand!
There is no other way
but to talk to them.
With God's help,
if he can do it,
let him go to them!
ZEV: We don't need outsiders
to explain
our own problems to us.
The situation is very clear.
This space belongs to us
and to them.
Our being here
only stirs their hatred.
Because on every piece of land
where a Jew builds his home
no Arab house will ever rise.
[MUHAMED SINGING IN ARABIC]
[STOPS SINGING]
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
YULEK: Yee-haw!
[CHAINS JINGLING]
[YELLING]
-Yeah!
-Oh.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[BOTH CHUCKLING]
Yeah!
[BOTH CHEERING]
-Yeah!
-[ALL CHEERING]
-Yeah!
-[ALL LAUGHING]
Yeah!
Yeah!
MAN: Whoo!
Yulek!
MAN: [ECHOING] Yulek!
Whoo!
Whoo! Whoo!
[BOTH LAUGHING]
MAN: Yulek! [LAUGHING]
Whoo-hoo!
[LAUGHING]
Whoo!
Yulek!
Whoo-hoo!
Yulek!
[YELLING]
[MAN SHOUTING]
[LAUGHING]
Whoo!
[MEN LAUGHING]
We're under attack!
Yulek!
Yulek, run for it!
[GUNSHOTS FIRING]
What about Whitey?
You want to
get yourself killed?
[GUNSHOTS FIRING]
[GUN COCKING]
Come on!
[PANTING]
Run over to Zev, Daniel.
Tell them the stockade
is also under attack!
Now! Run!
[GUNSHOTS]
[GROANING]
Are you all right?
The stockade's under attack.
ZEV: Avrum!
Avrum will carry you out.
[GUNSHOTS FIRING]
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
ZEV: Daniel!
Daniel, we got to
get out of here!
We've got to go! Now!
Do you hear me?
We have to retreat.
Can you hear me?
We have to retreat!
Daniel! Daniel.
What the hell are you doing?
We're the only one
left down here.
Where is everyone?
[GROANS]
[GUN COCKS]
-[GUNSHOTS]
-[GROANING]
[GUN COCKS]
[GROANING]
[QUIVERING]
Shh.
Almost have it.
[EXHALES]
[GROANING]
[EXHALES]
[EXHALES]
You're lucky the bullet
didn't fracture the bone.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
It's all over.
I'm lucky I got hit.
It's the only chance
I'll ever to be alone
with you.
In our happy little
open society.
You know that
I prefer you healthy
and well.
Prefer? Or desire?
We've been
through this already.
[EXHALES]
We made a decision.
-Yes, but we didn't
take vows of celibacy.
-[BREATHING HEAVILY]
That's true.
But it does mean
reconsidering things.
[MEN SINGING]
[BLEATING]
[CONTINUE SINGING]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
What's wrong?
-[WHINNYING]
-Whitey.
-Come!
-[SNORTS]
[MEN SINGING]
-Come on.
Whitey, please, come on.
-[WHINNYING]
Amnon.
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
[HORSE SNORTS]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING ARABIC]
[MEN SINGING]
[GUNSHOT FIRES]
He's insane! Insane!
I could have killed him!
Suddenly, he comes
right out of the ground!
Are you crazy?
I could have killed you.
What're you smiling about?
He almost killed you.
Killed me? First of all,
you've got to know
how to shoot.
Of course, that might not seem
really important to a man
with dreams as big as yours.
But sometimes
the little things can be
damned important.
Oh, uh...
You forgot this out there.
AMNON: I'm not finished yet.
Where the hell are you going?
Any chance,
any chance I ever had
of making peace with them,
-you buried up
under that plow.
-Get your hands off of him.
You understand?
You understand?
Answer me!
God damn you!
[GROANS]
Zev, come on, get up.
Come on.
I'm sorry.
Just trying to help.
We don't need your help.
[EXHALES]
I made a mistake today.
But we have to face facts.
Without the valley plot,
it's going to be
very difficult
to survive here.
-Maybe even impossible.
-[EXHALES DEEPLY]
Maybe...
ZEV: Maybe what?
Maybe this.
It grows on the south ridge.
There's soil there.
Beneath the stones.
Not good soil, lean soil.
But soil.
We have to clean it up.
Take out the rocks.
It should be good enough
for vegetables.
Or olives.
But, not for oranges.
It's very hard work.
Very hard.
[GRUNTS]
[CLANKING]
[BLEATING]
[GROANING]
WOMAN: My friends,
the food is getting cold.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Anda.
[PRAYING]
Rosa, Rosa.
You must try.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[SIGHS]
[ZEV GRUNTING]
[WOMEN LAUGHING]
-Give me some of those.
-Where?
Those two lunatics
are still at it.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
-The food is getting cold.
-[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[GROANS]
Open your hands.
Show me.
-[BREATHING HEAVILY]
-AMNON: Shit.
ANDA: Sit.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[TEARING CLOTH]
[SOFTLY] Here. Let me see.
You just can't
do it like this.
Do what?
Change.
Not like this.
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
[BELL TOLLING]
-Last call.
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
All possessions
must be turned into
the communal store.
[MAN LAUGHING]
WOMAN: Look at this.
[LAUGHS]
MAN: You two ladies
there, come out.
-Rosa, over here.
-Come on, Rosa.
[MAN SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Esther. There you are.
All possessions
must be turned in...
Now why did you drop
the guts...
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
MAN: You need some help
with the window?
That's my sister, Dweyala.
She raised us.
Me and my two other sisters.
My mother died
when I was three.
Father was chief Rabbi
of our town.
And I...
They said
I was a prodigy.
A born scholar.
Like him.
I was expected to
take his place one day.
Last time I saw them,
their bodies were hanging
from meat hooks
in the town slaughterhouse
beneath the sign
"Kosher meat".
My father's head
was cut off.
I found it outside
in the courtyard.
Where some Cossack
must have kicked it.
[VIOLIN PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
What about the tallis?
Don't you want
to keep it with you?
He said everything goes
into the communal store.
Come on, Sima.
It's not a firing squad.
Yulek.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[BLEATING]
[CHATTERING CONTINUES]
I'll keep this with me.
It's been in our family
for generations.
But we decided.
Everything is to be
turned over to
the communal store.
Sima, you forgot
your suitcase.
My suitcase?
SIMA: I can do
without everything.
Almost everything.
I cannot do without
my love for Zev.
Sima,
-September 2nd, 1919.
-[VIOLIN PLAYING]
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
[MARCUS SIGHS]
All right, tell me
what the words mean.
Oh, dear Leila,
come back, my love.
-Come back, my love.
-Yeah.
All right, I'll try.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
-What's that?
-Huh?
-Pizzicato.
-Pizzi-what?
-Pizzicato.
-Oh.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
-Right, we try
one more time.
-Okay.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
[STOPS SINGING]
Anda.
Listen.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
I just came by
to take the books.
MARCUS: What books?
You're the only one
who hasn't turned us
into the library.
MARCUS: What are you doing?
Anyone who wants
to find my books
can find them right here.
Do you realize
what will happen
if everyone insists
on keeping his own
personal property?
No. What?
It will destroy
the collective spirit.
You can say this
to heartbreak of yesterday,
when some foolish
peasant girl...
It will be the end
of our commune.
...makes curtains out
of a priceless heirloom.
Sima insisted on
giving up the press.
Insisted? She never
had a choice.
MARCUS: Neither do we!
Not anymore.
We're slaves to guilt.
We have to talk
about this now.
Why, is he bothering you?
Huh?
His skin a little too dark
for you.
-That has nothing
to do with this.
-Yes, it does.
I heard you
talking about him
at the meeting.
About his being unsuitable
to the communal spirit!
Eh, how did Zev put it?
Hey. Oh, no, you sit down.
You sit down.
You're not...
You're not going anywhere.
ANDA: Fine.
I'm not embarrassed to say it.
It is important
to fit in here.
Anda, in Europe
we talked about
an open society.
Remember?
About building an egalitarian
social order.
We got order, all right.
The only thing we're building
are walls to keep
the foreigners out.
So why do you stay
if the things are so bad?
Leaving is impossible.
We're building a community
that doesn't know
how to forgive.
Here everyone will be
his own judge,
jury and executioner.
And believe me,
they will be least forgiving
of themselves.
-Anda.
-Don't!
-You're making a mistake.
-It will destroy everything.
If you can't love one person,
how can you open your heart
to the whole community?
-You love me.
-No!
[INHALES]
It will tear apart
the whole group.
-You're preaching.
-I am not!
You wanted my books,
didn't you?
Don't you want these
for your communal library?
Huh?
Do as you like.
Yeah, as I like.
Huh? Won't you take
my thoughts as well?
Or the music
I haven't written yet!
You do what
you think is right.
What I think is right.
Here!
Take that for your
communal orchestra.
[EXHALING]
No!
[GRUNTING]
-Leave it!
-No!
MARCUS: Leave it!
Leave it!
[CLATTERING]
[BELL TOLLING]
Everybody's waiting.
They won't start without you.
You have to get up.
What do you think
Zev wants to talk about?
I made an entry
in the diary.
I'll try it, anyway.
Do you remember,
how we spoke about it?
We said our commune
was going to be
more than just a place
to ration out clothes
and potatoes.
Take a look
at the diary, Anda.
It's a shopping list.
Of declarations, minutes,
and memoranda.
[SIGHS]
I understand that I had
to give up my dress.
But...
But some things
are impossible to part with.
Marcus is right.
You have to go to him.
Come on.
They want to start.
-You have to put
your clothes on.
-[EXHALING]
Come on.
I lay here at night.
With my arms open.
[SNIFFLES]
Waiting for him to come.
[SNIFFLES]
He's so closed,
so distant.
Yulek?
Yulek?
Yulek is a bear.
The big, sweet teddy bear.
I know he's your cousin
and he's so good
to me and I...
[CHUCKLES] I'm not at all
attracted to him.
I...
Don't you know,
that I...
That it's Zev.
[SNIFFLING] Oh.
[SOFTLY] Anda.
You're blind.
Don't you see
Zev is in love with you?
[SNIFFLES]
[EXHALES]
We mustn't go in there.
I have to.
They won't start without me.
[EXHALES]
Now, what is it
that Sima wants, huh?
Her dress pack?
[SIGHS]
Don't you see
we've skipped ourselves
of everything.
We left our family,
our friends, our possessions,
our homes.
Everything!
But what is left,
I ask you?
What?
We talk about
making revolutions.
Men and women
who do not dare
to touch each other!
When I was sent here,
they told me I was on my way
to a temple of free love.
You know what I found?
MAN 1: We couldn't care less.
MAN 2: Not at 2:00
in the morning.
AMNON: I found a temple
free of love.
And a bunch
of sour fist monks
and some virgins drying up
like unmilked cows.
MAN: Why do we need
to hear all this nonsense for?
What do you stick
around here for anyway?
-Out of my way!
-Amnon's right.
And you know
damn well he is.
Otherwise, you wouldn't all
be attacking him.
We have forgotten
what the word love means.
Maybe that's just as well.
In this community
we're trying to reach beyond
what you mean by love.
Love will be something
completely different
once we've achieved
our dream
of collective being.
Zev.
Zev, tell me more about
this collective being.
I think maybe
your collective being
is a cover.
A way of hiding your fear
that if two people here
really love each other.
That no love will remain
for the rest of us.
Are we that unsure
of ourselves?
Yulek.
[EXHALES]
[SPLASHING WATER]
SIMA: My brothers,
we are too hard
on ourselves.
We are strangling
any truth left among us.
We have given birth,
but in silence.
We have made no room
for our cries.
I hear them,
but I have no strength left
to carry on.
Go in peace.
Sima, November 1st, 1919.
[PRAYING IN HEBREW]
There will be no prayers
for the dead.
Not here.
[QUIVERS]
[ZEV BREATHING HEAVILY]
[AMNON PRAYING IN HEBREW]
[PRAYING STOPS]
Come no.
We should go.
Sima didn't commit suicide.
We killed her.
There's something else
I want to say.
Marcus, don't, please.
I'm talking to you, Zev.
Now, you used to be
a fanatic,
uncompromising servant
of God and the Torah
and then you changed
all that and you...
And you set out
to create yourself anew.
Now, you're a fanatic,
uncompromising servant
of what?
You lecture us
about change.
You take a good look
at your creation, Rabbi.
The only new thing
about you are the blisters
on your hands.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
I want to tell you
something else.
What you've gone through
up till now
is nothing compared
to what awaits you.
All of you.
But I'm not staying here
another minute.
I'll settle for what Vienna
can offer.
[DOOR CREAKING]
What happened?
Something good
has happened.
It's raining.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
Marcus!
Marcus.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
Take care of Anda.
[MEN SINGING IN HEBREW]
[SINGING STOPS]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
Do you know what this is?
An orange.
It's an orange tree.
And what did I tell you
about oranges?
What did I tell you?
You said,
"Oranges won't grow
on the ridge" but...
They'll grow.
It's a waste.
Don't you understand?
Oranges will die.
They'll strangle there.
It's the wrong kind
of soil for oranges.
They'll grow.
We have no other choice.
[SIGHS]
Here.
[HORSE WHINNYING]
[ACCORDION PLAYING]
[PEOPLE CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
-[GRUNTING]
-[AIR WHOOSHING]
-[THUNDER CRACKING]
-[SCREAMS]
[SOBBING]
[GRUNTING]
[THUNDER CRACKLING]
Yulek.
-ANDA: Leave him alone!
-Yulek
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Leave him alone!
Leave him alone!
Leave him alone!
-[GRUNTS]
-Leave!
[SOBBING]
Please leave him alone!
Enough! Enough!
Enough!
Enough! Enough!
Enough!
Enough! [WAILING]
[THUNDER CRACKLING]
[WAILING]
ZEV: I gave up
so very little out there.
But you, everything.
A woman loved, and in love.
A doctor, with her own
promising career
in the future of Vienna's
world.
I've already lost one faith
in my lifetime.
Help me hold on
to the one that remains,
continue to believe
in the path
we have chosen,
because you are
the only guide I have left.
I wanted to write
more than this.
Much more.
Zev, December 24, 1919.
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
[DOOR CREAKS]
Muhamed is here
with his daughter.
It's an emergency.
[CHILD CRYING]
Where the hell
do you think
you're going?
People are starving here.
-Eating dirt!
-[GLASS SHATTERS]
Because of them!
And you're going
to doctor their children?
[CHILD CRYING]
Stop him!
ANDA: Did I not devote myself
first to life?
Life which should not exist
without justice?
We cannot flourish
without love.
Anda, December 26, 1919.
I'm afraid she may have
to stay the night.
AMNON: No.
He already risked himself
coming here.
The girl goes with him.
Tell him, please,
to give this to her
two times a day.
[SNIFFLES]
[BOTH SPEAKING ARABIC]
[SNIFFLING]
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
[WATER BUBBLING]
[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
MAN: Come on!
Come on.
Come on! Yeah! [LAUGHS]
Boris, hold back!
Yulek, not so fast!
Wait! Wait a second!
-Wait a second.
-Yeah.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
This moment should
be immortalized.
It's history!
ZEV: Like a good
and faithful mistress,
this plot of land
has awaited us.
And now,
after a long separation,
we have been reunited.
Zev, February 5th, 1920.
Yeah! Yeah! Go!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah!
[PEOPLE YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
May I?
[GASPS]
Such tiny, tiny letters.
My father's handwriting.
He started it when
I was 10 years old.
So it would be ready
for my bar mitzvah in time.
He worked on it
every night.
Are you going
to live here now?
When Marcus left,
why didn't you stop him?
I want you
to stay here with us.
With us?
With me.
[BLEATING]
-[AMNON ULULATING]
-[ANDA LAUGHING]
-[ANDA ULULATING]
-AMNON: Yeah.
AMNON: Ho-ho, now, ho-ho.
ANDA: Ho-ho, now.
AMNON: Now,
that's for the sheep to come.
-[ANDA LAUGHING]
-AMNON: For the goat it's...
-[BOTH LAUGHING]
[GASPS]
[SOBBING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
How could you know
he was setting a trap?
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
What good is revenge?
Give me the gun.
Give me the gun!
It's not going
to bring them back!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Anda.
I love you.
[SOBBING]
[HOOVES BEATING]
MUHAMED: Open the gate!
[HORSE WHINNYING]
[MAN SPEAKING ARABIC]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[COUGHING]
[MAN ORDERING IN HEBREW]
MAN: Daniel! Halpern!
MAN: Ingale, damn it!
Why don't you hurry up?
[GUN COCKS]
MAN: Yulia, get back
to your position! Hurry!
They are searching
everywhere for him.
Don't you understand?
What do you want to do,
throw him out of here?
He's a wounded man!
Anda.
There's an army out there.
If they find Muhamed inside,
we don't stand a chance!
It's a blood feud
between Muhamed and Salim,
don't you understand?
We can't afford to interfere
in their business.
Rosa! Yulia!
Follow me to the cave!
ANDA: Daniel,
I need some hands!
Pizzicato.
[SINGING ARABIC]
[CHUCKLING]
[CLICKING GUN]
We have no moral obligation
to help Muhamed.
He's not alone.
So let him
take his friend with him.
He's brought us
nothing but trouble
since the day
he barged in here!
He's as much a part
of this place as any of us!
Something changed
your mind?
You want a confession?
We're lovers!
Anda, we have to be rational!
I've had it
with being rational.
We can't afford
to be involved!
Don't you see?
With or without Muhamed,
we are involved!
Up to our necks!
You can't just
pack them away in a box
with your skull cap
and prayer shawl.
Zev,
you can't go on
playing God.
Amnon.
Amnon, we're
completely surrounded.
Let him ride out alone
and talk to them.
It's him they want.
It's not your affair.
Amnon. Amnon,
listen to me.
Amnon, please,
I beg you!
You can't ride out there.
It's suicide!
Amnon, please!
I beg you!
Amnon! [ECHOING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[GUNSHOTS]
ANDA: Our dream
was a grand one.
Too grand perhaps.
The dream of a new life.
Of a new world.
We went far.
Too far.
And our hearts forgot
the simple things.
To touch.
To embrace.
To accept.
But at the price
of suffering,
we learned to forgive,
ourselves as well.
We made a compromise
with our dream.
Anda.
March 21, 1920.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
♪
All right.
It's now or never.
Smile for the generations
to come.
One, two...
Hold on! We're coming.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
MAN: Anda, Marcus, come on.
Hurry up. [CHUCKLING]
Three.
ZEV: The Europe we have
left behind is a cursed
and corrupted place.
For centuries,
our Jewish brothers
have been hunted down
and butchered like animals.
The sound of their cries
reaches up to the heavens.
But there is no reply.
God is dead.
We can wait for him
no longer.
We shall take fate
into our own hands
and create ourselves anew,
in our lost
and forgotten homeland.
My hand trembles
as I write these words,
gazing out into our valley.
Words that fill
the first blank page
of our communal diary.
Here we shall record
our triumphs, our sorrows,
out most intimate thoughts.
The dream of our commune
springs to life,
a society of free
and equal human beings,
who share material
and spiritual goods as one.
A new kind of society,
that words cannot describe.
Because nothing
like it before has ever
been created by man.
[HOOVES BEATING]
My gaze returns again
to the valley below
that bears the promise
of justice to be served.
-[ACCORDION PLAYING]
-A people without a land
returning to a land
without a people.
Only, this time,
our genesis begins
without God.
Zev, August 8th, 1919.
[WHOOPING]
[ALL CHEERING]
[WHISTLING]
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]
[WHISTLING]
-Don't you dance?
-Uh, no.
Come on, I can teach you.
No!
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]
I'm sorry.
[CHEERING]
[WHISTLING]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
[ALL CHEERING]
HALPERN: Well, well!
You finally got here!
You came alone?
Where are
the other watchmen?
In the meantime
I'm all you've got.
-They giving you trouble?
-[ALL CHEERING]
[SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
They're going down alone
to talk to the sheik.
Just like that.
Easy, Halpern,
that's why I'm here.
One word of Arabic
they don't know, and they're
already running to talk.
WOMAN: One, two, three, go.
[CHEERING]
[WHISTLING]
[MUSIC STOPS PLAYING]
How do you do?
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Hello.
Amnon. Hello.
Hello. Amnon.
I was sent out here
to join you.
Here you don't join.
You get accepted.
ANDA: Our life in Europe
was a false illusion.
The illusion of being able
to change our despicable
yet inevitable fate.
Here, on this land,
out of our desire for freedom,
equality and justice,
we are being born anew.
Yulek, Marcus...
Zev,
Daniel.
All my beloved friends.
Our commune.
A dream turning into reality.
Anda, August 10th, 1919.
[SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
[LAUGHING]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING]
[BOTH SPEAKING ARABIC]
Ooh.
[CONTINUES SPEAKING ARABIC]
[MAN LAUGHING]
-[GUNSHOTS]
-[GUN COCKS]
[GUN COCKING]
AMNON: Take the bullet
out of the chamber.
Before you start a bloodbath.
[VIOLIN PLAYING]
[VIOLIN CONTINUES PLAYING]
ANDA: Last time you
played Tchaikovsky for me
was on my graduation.
At medical school in Vienna.
I was all dressed up
in my gown,
and ready for the ceremony.
Then I told you I wouldn't go.
I wouldn't stand there
and be honored by
the bourgeois establishment.
You smiled.
You kissed me.
And played for me.
Only for me.
Anda, August 22, 1919.
DANIEL: Avrum, take this one.
-Ingale.
-Yes?
You take the old Gulliver.
I was saving it for you.
You're the only one here
who can lift it.
[MAN SINGING]
[WOMAN CHUCKLING]
It's all right, I took it.
-DANIEL: Natan.
-Yes?
Ugh.
Can you handle this one?
Yes.
Marcus.
DANIEL: Marcus, you take
the little Mauser.
Trigger's stiff,
but it fires good.
If you want,
there's a Parabellum.
[WOMAN CHUCKLING]
This show of arms
seems pointless to me.
DANIEL: Well, how do you
want to defend the plow?
With your violin?
There's too much at stake
to act rashly!
First, we should try
to reach an agreement
with the Arabs.
What agreement?
This land is ours.
We paid for every inch of it!
Yes!
But not for the people on it!
MARCUS: They're been
living there for years,
we should talk to them.
We went there.
We tried speaking to them.
AMNON: And you almost
got yourselves killed.
There's not much
you can talk about
when you don't talk
the same language.
We don't need a language
for what we came to say.
Yeah, because you do
all your talking with a gun!
DANIEL: Look, you're not gonna
make me a monster.
Just because I insist
on getting what is
rightfully mine.
Calm down, Daniel.
Day and night, we sit here
talking about creating
a just and equal society.
But here's our first
real test.
And we have failed.
We are justifying injustice.
[INHALES]
Seems to me inhuman,
immoral even,
to ask a man who has nothing
to give up on the little
he needs to survive.
Yeah, I'm the one
who taught Yunija.
So what?
Can't I use him?
You hated him.
I changed my mind.
Well, now he suits you, huh?
It's relevant!
Well, if relevance's the test,
then what about Pearce?
The moral choice
is the most efficacious one.
There's no room for
philosophical debates here.
Going down to work
our fields is not just
a matter of principle.
It's a question of survival.
Go down there tomorrow,
and I promise you,
things are going
to get a lot worse.
MAN: Who asked you?
AMNON: You don't have
to ask me.
-Just going to happen.
-But it's our land!
We hold the deed.
All you've got
is a piece of paper.
That means nothing to them.
Nothing!
The Arabs where here
when we got here
16 years ago.
We were seven families.
Twenty-two men, women,
and children.
I remember,
when we would come back
from the fields at dusk,
and start up the hill.
You could hear
the shouts of the children
playing in the yard.
Four years later,
I was the only one left!
You don't understand!
There is no other way
but to talk to them.
With God's help,
if he can do it,
let him go to them!
ZEV: We don't need outsiders
to explain
our own problems to us.
The situation is very clear.
This space belongs to us
and to them.
Our being here
only stirs their hatred.
Because on every piece of land
where a Jew builds his home
no Arab house will ever rise.
[MUHAMED SINGING IN ARABIC]
[STOPS SINGING]
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
YULEK: Yee-haw!
[CHAINS JINGLING]
[YELLING]
-Yeah!
-Oh.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[BOTH CHUCKLING]
Yeah!
[BOTH CHEERING]
-Yeah!
-[ALL CHEERING]
-Yeah!
-[ALL LAUGHING]
Yeah!
Yeah!
MAN: Whoo!
Yulek!
MAN: [ECHOING] Yulek!
Whoo!
Whoo! Whoo!
[BOTH LAUGHING]
MAN: Yulek! [LAUGHING]
Whoo-hoo!
[LAUGHING]
Whoo!
Yulek!
Whoo-hoo!
Yulek!
[YELLING]
[MAN SHOUTING]
[LAUGHING]
Whoo!
[MEN LAUGHING]
We're under attack!
Yulek!
Yulek, run for it!
[GUNSHOTS FIRING]
What about Whitey?
You want to
get yourself killed?
[GUNSHOTS FIRING]
[GUN COCKING]
Come on!
[PANTING]
Run over to Zev, Daniel.
Tell them the stockade
is also under attack!
Now! Run!
[GUNSHOTS]
[GROANING]
Are you all right?
The stockade's under attack.
ZEV: Avrum!
Avrum will carry you out.
[GUNSHOTS FIRING]
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
ZEV: Daniel!
Daniel, we got to
get out of here!
We've got to go! Now!
Do you hear me?
We have to retreat.
Can you hear me?
We have to retreat!
Daniel! Daniel.
What the hell are you doing?
We're the only one
left down here.
Where is everyone?
[GROANS]
[GUN COCKS]
-[GUNSHOTS]
-[GROANING]
[GUN COCKS]
[GROANING]
[QUIVERING]
Shh.
Almost have it.
[EXHALES]
[GROANING]
[EXHALES]
[EXHALES]
You're lucky the bullet
didn't fracture the bone.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
It's all over.
I'm lucky I got hit.
It's the only chance
I'll ever to be alone
with you.
In our happy little
open society.
You know that
I prefer you healthy
and well.
Prefer? Or desire?
We've been
through this already.
[EXHALES]
We made a decision.
-Yes, but we didn't
take vows of celibacy.
-[BREATHING HEAVILY]
That's true.
But it does mean
reconsidering things.
[MEN SINGING]
[BLEATING]
[CONTINUE SINGING]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
What's wrong?
-[WHINNYING]
-Whitey.
-Come!
-[SNORTS]
[MEN SINGING]
-Come on.
Whitey, please, come on.
-[WHINNYING]
Amnon.
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
[HORSE SNORTS]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING ARABIC]
[MEN SINGING]
[GUNSHOT FIRES]
He's insane! Insane!
I could have killed him!
Suddenly, he comes
right out of the ground!
Are you crazy?
I could have killed you.
What're you smiling about?
He almost killed you.
Killed me? First of all,
you've got to know
how to shoot.
Of course, that might not seem
really important to a man
with dreams as big as yours.
But sometimes
the little things can be
damned important.
Oh, uh...
You forgot this out there.
AMNON: I'm not finished yet.
Where the hell are you going?
Any chance,
any chance I ever had
of making peace with them,
-you buried up
under that plow.
-Get your hands off of him.
You understand?
You understand?
Answer me!
God damn you!
[GROANS]
Zev, come on, get up.
Come on.
I'm sorry.
Just trying to help.
We don't need your help.
[EXHALES]
I made a mistake today.
But we have to face facts.
Without the valley plot,
it's going to be
very difficult
to survive here.
-Maybe even impossible.
-[EXHALES DEEPLY]
Maybe...
ZEV: Maybe what?
Maybe this.
It grows on the south ridge.
There's soil there.
Beneath the stones.
Not good soil, lean soil.
But soil.
We have to clean it up.
Take out the rocks.
It should be good enough
for vegetables.
Or olives.
But, not for oranges.
It's very hard work.
Very hard.
[GRUNTS]
[CLANKING]
[BLEATING]
[GROANING]
WOMAN: My friends,
the food is getting cold.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Anda.
[PRAYING]
Rosa, Rosa.
You must try.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[SIGHS]
[ZEV GRUNTING]
[WOMEN LAUGHING]
-Give me some of those.
-Where?
Those two lunatics
are still at it.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
-The food is getting cold.
-[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[GROANS]
Open your hands.
Show me.
-[BREATHING HEAVILY]
-AMNON: Shit.
ANDA: Sit.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[TEARING CLOTH]
[SOFTLY] Here. Let me see.
You just can't
do it like this.
Do what?
Change.
Not like this.
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
[BELL TOLLING]
-Last call.
-[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
All possessions
must be turned into
the communal store.
[MAN LAUGHING]
WOMAN: Look at this.
[LAUGHS]
MAN: You two ladies
there, come out.
-Rosa, over here.
-Come on, Rosa.
[MAN SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Esther. There you are.
All possessions
must be turned in...
Now why did you drop
the guts...
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
MAN: You need some help
with the window?
That's my sister, Dweyala.
She raised us.
Me and my two other sisters.
My mother died
when I was three.
Father was chief Rabbi
of our town.
And I...
They said
I was a prodigy.
A born scholar.
Like him.
I was expected to
take his place one day.
Last time I saw them,
their bodies were hanging
from meat hooks
in the town slaughterhouse
beneath the sign
"Kosher meat".
My father's head
was cut off.
I found it outside
in the courtyard.
Where some Cossack
must have kicked it.
[VIOLIN PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
What about the tallis?
Don't you want
to keep it with you?
He said everything goes
into the communal store.
Come on, Sima.
It's not a firing squad.
Yulek.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[BLEATING]
[CHATTERING CONTINUES]
I'll keep this with me.
It's been in our family
for generations.
But we decided.
Everything is to be
turned over to
the communal store.
Sima, you forgot
your suitcase.
My suitcase?
SIMA: I can do
without everything.
Almost everything.
I cannot do without
my love for Zev.
Sima,
-September 2nd, 1919.
-[VIOLIN PLAYING]
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
[MARCUS SIGHS]
All right, tell me
what the words mean.
Oh, dear Leila,
come back, my love.
-Come back, my love.
-Yeah.
All right, I'll try.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
-What's that?
-Huh?
-Pizzicato.
-Pizzi-what?
-Pizzicato.
-Oh.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
-Right, we try
one more time.
-Okay.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
[STOPS SINGING]
Anda.
Listen.
[SINGING IN ARABIC]
I just came by
to take the books.
MARCUS: What books?
You're the only one
who hasn't turned us
into the library.
MARCUS: What are you doing?
Anyone who wants
to find my books
can find them right here.
Do you realize
what will happen
if everyone insists
on keeping his own
personal property?
No. What?
It will destroy
the collective spirit.
You can say this
to heartbreak of yesterday,
when some foolish
peasant girl...
It will be the end
of our commune.
...makes curtains out
of a priceless heirloom.
Sima insisted on
giving up the press.
Insisted? She never
had a choice.
MARCUS: Neither do we!
Not anymore.
We're slaves to guilt.
We have to talk
about this now.
Why, is he bothering you?
Huh?
His skin a little too dark
for you.
-That has nothing
to do with this.
-Yes, it does.
I heard you
talking about him
at the meeting.
About his being unsuitable
to the communal spirit!
Eh, how did Zev put it?
Hey. Oh, no, you sit down.
You sit down.
You're not...
You're not going anywhere.
ANDA: Fine.
I'm not embarrassed to say it.
It is important
to fit in here.
Anda, in Europe
we talked about
an open society.
Remember?
About building an egalitarian
social order.
We got order, all right.
The only thing we're building
are walls to keep
the foreigners out.
So why do you stay
if the things are so bad?
Leaving is impossible.
We're building a community
that doesn't know
how to forgive.
Here everyone will be
his own judge,
jury and executioner.
And believe me,
they will be least forgiving
of themselves.
-Anda.
-Don't!
-You're making a mistake.
-It will destroy everything.
If you can't love one person,
how can you open your heart
to the whole community?
-You love me.
-No!
[INHALES]
It will tear apart
the whole group.
-You're preaching.
-I am not!
You wanted my books,
didn't you?
Don't you want these
for your communal library?
Huh?
Do as you like.
Yeah, as I like.
Huh? Won't you take
my thoughts as well?
Or the music
I haven't written yet!
You do what
you think is right.
What I think is right.
Here!
Take that for your
communal orchestra.
[EXHALING]
No!
[GRUNTING]
-Leave it!
-No!
MARCUS: Leave it!
Leave it!
[CLATTERING]
[BELL TOLLING]
Everybody's waiting.
They won't start without you.
You have to get up.
What do you think
Zev wants to talk about?
I made an entry
in the diary.
I'll try it, anyway.
Do you remember,
how we spoke about it?
We said our commune
was going to be
more than just a place
to ration out clothes
and potatoes.
Take a look
at the diary, Anda.
It's a shopping list.
Of declarations, minutes,
and memoranda.
[SIGHS]
I understand that I had
to give up my dress.
But...
But some things
are impossible to part with.
Marcus is right.
You have to go to him.
Come on.
They want to start.
-You have to put
your clothes on.
-[EXHALING]
Come on.
I lay here at night.
With my arms open.
[SNIFFLES]
Waiting for him to come.
[SNIFFLES]
He's so closed,
so distant.
Yulek?
Yulek?
Yulek is a bear.
The big, sweet teddy bear.
I know he's your cousin
and he's so good
to me and I...
[CHUCKLES] I'm not at all
attracted to him.
I...
Don't you know,
that I...
That it's Zev.
[SNIFFLING] Oh.
[SOFTLY] Anda.
You're blind.
Don't you see
Zev is in love with you?
[SNIFFLES]
[EXHALES]
We mustn't go in there.
I have to.
They won't start without me.
[EXHALES]
Now, what is it
that Sima wants, huh?
Her dress pack?
[SIGHS]
Don't you see
we've skipped ourselves
of everything.
We left our family,
our friends, our possessions,
our homes.
Everything!
But what is left,
I ask you?
What?
We talk about
making revolutions.
Men and women
who do not dare
to touch each other!
When I was sent here,
they told me I was on my way
to a temple of free love.
You know what I found?
MAN 1: We couldn't care less.
MAN 2: Not at 2:00
in the morning.
AMNON: I found a temple
free of love.
And a bunch
of sour fist monks
and some virgins drying up
like unmilked cows.
MAN: Why do we need
to hear all this nonsense for?
What do you stick
around here for anyway?
-Out of my way!
-Amnon's right.
And you know
damn well he is.
Otherwise, you wouldn't all
be attacking him.
We have forgotten
what the word love means.
Maybe that's just as well.
In this community
we're trying to reach beyond
what you mean by love.
Love will be something
completely different
once we've achieved
our dream
of collective being.
Zev.
Zev, tell me more about
this collective being.
I think maybe
your collective being
is a cover.
A way of hiding your fear
that if two people here
really love each other.
That no love will remain
for the rest of us.
Are we that unsure
of ourselves?
Yulek.
[EXHALES]
[SPLASHING WATER]
SIMA: My brothers,
we are too hard
on ourselves.
We are strangling
any truth left among us.
We have given birth,
but in silence.
We have made no room
for our cries.
I hear them,
but I have no strength left
to carry on.
Go in peace.
Sima, November 1st, 1919.
[PRAYING IN HEBREW]
There will be no prayers
for the dead.
Not here.
[QUIVERS]
[ZEV BREATHING HEAVILY]
[AMNON PRAYING IN HEBREW]
[PRAYING STOPS]
Come no.
We should go.
Sima didn't commit suicide.
We killed her.
There's something else
I want to say.
Marcus, don't, please.
I'm talking to you, Zev.
Now, you used to be
a fanatic,
uncompromising servant
of God and the Torah
and then you changed
all that and you...
And you set out
to create yourself anew.
Now, you're a fanatic,
uncompromising servant
of what?
You lecture us
about change.
You take a good look
at your creation, Rabbi.
The only new thing
about you are the blisters
on your hands.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
I want to tell you
something else.
What you've gone through
up till now
is nothing compared
to what awaits you.
All of you.
But I'm not staying here
another minute.
I'll settle for what Vienna
can offer.
[DOOR CREAKING]
What happened?
Something good
has happened.
It's raining.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
Marcus!
Marcus.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
Take care of Anda.
[MEN SINGING IN HEBREW]
[SINGING STOPS]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
Do you know what this is?
An orange.
It's an orange tree.
And what did I tell you
about oranges?
What did I tell you?
You said,
"Oranges won't grow
on the ridge" but...
They'll grow.
It's a waste.
Don't you understand?
Oranges will die.
They'll strangle there.
It's the wrong kind
of soil for oranges.
They'll grow.
We have no other choice.
[SIGHS]
Here.
[HORSE WHINNYING]
[ACCORDION PLAYING]
[PEOPLE CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
-[GRUNTING]
-[AIR WHOOSHING]
-[THUNDER CRACKING]
-[SCREAMS]
[SOBBING]
[GRUNTING]
[THUNDER CRACKLING]
Yulek.
-ANDA: Leave him alone!
-Yulek
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Leave him alone!
Leave him alone!
Leave him alone!
-[GRUNTS]
-Leave!
[SOBBING]
Please leave him alone!
Enough! Enough!
Enough!
Enough! Enough!
Enough!
Enough! [WAILING]
[THUNDER CRACKLING]
[WAILING]
ZEV: I gave up
so very little out there.
But you, everything.
A woman loved, and in love.
A doctor, with her own
promising career
in the future of Vienna's
world.
I've already lost one faith
in my lifetime.
Help me hold on
to the one that remains,
continue to believe
in the path
we have chosen,
because you are
the only guide I have left.
I wanted to write
more than this.
Much more.
Zev, December 24, 1919.
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
[DOOR CREAKS]
Muhamed is here
with his daughter.
It's an emergency.
[CHILD CRYING]
Where the hell
do you think
you're going?
People are starving here.
-Eating dirt!
-[GLASS SHATTERS]
Because of them!
And you're going
to doctor their children?
[CHILD CRYING]
Stop him!
ANDA: Did I not devote myself
first to life?
Life which should not exist
without justice?
We cannot flourish
without love.
Anda, December 26, 1919.
I'm afraid she may have
to stay the night.
AMNON: No.
He already risked himself
coming here.
The girl goes with him.
Tell him, please,
to give this to her
two times a day.
[SNIFFLES]
[BOTH SPEAKING ARABIC]
[SNIFFLING]
[SPEAKING ARABIC]
[WATER BUBBLING]
[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
MAN: Come on!
Come on.
Come on! Yeah! [LAUGHS]
Boris, hold back!
Yulek, not so fast!
Wait! Wait a second!
-Wait a second.
-Yeah.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
This moment should
be immortalized.
It's history!
ZEV: Like a good
and faithful mistress,
this plot of land
has awaited us.
And now,
after a long separation,
we have been reunited.
Zev, February 5th, 1920.
Yeah! Yeah! Go!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah!
[PEOPLE YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
May I?
[GASPS]
Such tiny, tiny letters.
My father's handwriting.
He started it when
I was 10 years old.
So it would be ready
for my bar mitzvah in time.
He worked on it
every night.
Are you going
to live here now?
When Marcus left,
why didn't you stop him?
I want you
to stay here with us.
With us?
With me.
[BLEATING]
-[AMNON ULULATING]
-[ANDA LAUGHING]
-[ANDA ULULATING]
-AMNON: Yeah.
AMNON: Ho-ho, now, ho-ho.
ANDA: Ho-ho, now.
AMNON: Now,
that's for the sheep to come.
-[ANDA LAUGHING]
-AMNON: For the goat it's...
-[BOTH LAUGHING]
[GASPS]
[SOBBING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
How could you know
he was setting a trap?
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
What good is revenge?
Give me the gun.
Give me the gun!
It's not going
to bring them back!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Anda.
I love you.
[SOBBING]
[HOOVES BEATING]
MUHAMED: Open the gate!
[HORSE WHINNYING]
[MAN SPEAKING ARABIC]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[COUGHING]
[MAN ORDERING IN HEBREW]
MAN: Daniel! Halpern!
MAN: Ingale, damn it!
Why don't you hurry up?
[GUN COCKS]
MAN: Yulia, get back
to your position! Hurry!
They are searching
everywhere for him.
Don't you understand?
What do you want to do,
throw him out of here?
He's a wounded man!
Anda.
There's an army out there.
If they find Muhamed inside,
we don't stand a chance!
It's a blood feud
between Muhamed and Salim,
don't you understand?
We can't afford to interfere
in their business.
Rosa! Yulia!
Follow me to the cave!
ANDA: Daniel,
I need some hands!
Pizzicato.
[SINGING ARABIC]
[CHUCKLING]
[CLICKING GUN]
We have no moral obligation
to help Muhamed.
He's not alone.
So let him
take his friend with him.
He's brought us
nothing but trouble
since the day
he barged in here!
He's as much a part
of this place as any of us!
Something changed
your mind?
You want a confession?
We're lovers!
Anda, we have to be rational!
I've had it
with being rational.
We can't afford
to be involved!
Don't you see?
With or without Muhamed,
we are involved!
Up to our necks!
You can't just
pack them away in a box
with your skull cap
and prayer shawl.
Zev,
you can't go on
playing God.
Amnon.
Amnon, we're
completely surrounded.
Let him ride out alone
and talk to them.
It's him they want.
It's not your affair.
Amnon. Amnon,
listen to me.
Amnon, please,
I beg you!
You can't ride out there.
It's suicide!
Amnon, please!
I beg you!
Amnon! [ECHOING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[GUNSHOTS]
ANDA: Our dream
was a grand one.
Too grand perhaps.
The dream of a new life.
Of a new world.
We went far.
Too far.
And our hearts forgot
the simple things.
To touch.
To embrace.
To accept.
But at the price
of suffering,
we learned to forgive,
ourselves as well.
We made a compromise
with our dream.
Anda.
March 21, 1920.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
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