Family (2017) - full transcript

There's a split second between
"I should" and "better not"

which gives you time to think

time to restrain yourself
from doing what you want.

Whether it's killing
yourself or someone else,

you have one moment to choose

between reason and impulse
or a cold shower to relax.

But too many cold showers
might make you cold enough

to deliver

and your reason and impulse become

"lets go".

What?



I'm sorry about the time,
is Carmela home?

No.
-Okay, no, wait.

Yes?

I think it's an emergency.
Can I leave a note?

You think it's an emergency?
-I have to see her.

Can I come in
and write her a note?

Do I look like a notebook
with a pen stuck up my ass?

What?

Can't you text her?
-No, wait, wait.

I have to see her.
Can I wait inside?

Please, I'll write everything down.
It's really important, can I?

Thanks.

-DR. ELKAYAM - PSYCHOLOGIST-

Is it your birthday?



Mom's

Really?

So what's your emergency?

What's your diagnosis?

Why do you see my mom?

It's personal.

You're not skinny enough
to be anorexic,

not pretty enough
to be a narcissist,

definitely not sexy enough
to be a nymphomaniac.

You don't look creative enough
to be a pathological liar,

so what are you?

You look guilty.

What did you do?

Did you set your house on fire?

Rob a bank?

Run someone over?

Rape?

Get raped? Steal?

Kill?

I won't stay long, okay?

Hey, give that back.

Stop.

Give that back, it's mine.

Carmel

you're the only person
I owe an explanation to.

No friends, huh?

Give that back.

Intriguing, what did you do?
-Give it back!

I wanted you-to
know the fact .

I don't expect you
to visit me in jail.

I know you told me
to move out on time.

I said I should stay
to take care of them.

Of whom?

You were right.

I stayed and now they're...

You stopped there.
They're what?

What did you do?

I just want to wait
for your mom, okay?

I don't know
when she's coming back.

We made birthday plans
so you're not staying.

What plans?
-It's none of your business.

I only need ten minutes with her.

Tell me what you did.

I might change my mind.

Can I have some water, please?

-FAMILY PORTRAIT CONTEST-

Hello.

Hi.

But the lease ends on November.

Can't we figure something out?

But I work here.

That's your emergency?

No, it's not.

So go on.

The studio is the only place...

that's mine.

Well..

I went to my dad.

I didn't want to see him.

I knew he wouldn't help.

He brings you down?

Do you talk to my mom
about him?

Of course.

I didn't have any other ideas.

-FATHER-

I don't get along with my dad.

il^ly face represents
everything he hates.

I. see it every time
he looks at me,

pretending to listen.

You're washing her?
-I have to.

She should know it's wrong.

She knows, look at her.

You let her do whatever she wants.

I'm sick of you.

Sick and tired of you.

After Mom divorced him

Dad started hating

But he wanted to show his employees
he was a good dad.

I'd come to his office
with receipts

of medication I bought
for mom and my sister.

He would make sure
it happened on prime time.

so everyone coU(d see

Give me the receipts.

I didn't buy the pills yet.

What do you mean?

So why are you here?

I have a problem.
I need your help.

I can't.

You didn't hear the problem.

Well?

My studio rent went up.

How is that my problem?

My rent went up.
I work as much I can,

but I have to take care
of Mom and Smadar.

I can't pay my rent.
I need your help.

It would help me.

So move back home.
-I live at home.

I work at the studio.

I'm a photographer.
I can't work at home.

So take photos at home.

Here are the tickets.

Thanks, honey.

Lily, do you need a ride?

Yes, I do.
-No, I'll drive her.

It's on my way.

It's fine, I'll take her.

Are you sure?
-Yes.

I planned on taking
her to lunch anyway.

This conversation is over.

I can't help you
and stop looking for trouble.

Where are you flying to?
-China.

Business or pleasure?

Stay out of my wallet, honey.

Our emotions, where do I start?

It would be simple
if we could control everything,

but we cant

IVe can't control
the volume of our emotions.

You're saying
we're a sack of emotions

that we can't predict.

everything that happens,
affects our perspective.

Our goal throughout life
is to feel good.

Unbelievably stupid.

Who gave her a car?

I thought I took this.

This is also mine.

She doesn't even like Gauguin.

Why don't you call a cleaner?

We're saving up
for a trip to China.

No, no, no.

Don't play with that.
Give it back.

How does it work?
-It's none of your business.

Show me.

If you'd have gone to the army,
you'd know.

Show me.
-I don't have time.

Dad, come on.

Please.

Okay.

Gun.

Front sight.

Rear sight.

Slide.

Barrel.

Butt.

Trigger.

Trigger guard.

Safety switch.

The first thing you need
is a target.

Only aim it at things
you want dead.

Always treat it like it's loaded
even if it isn't.

Is it?
-Of course.

Spread your legs.

Spread them.

Shoulders back.

Back.

You need ear and eye protection
because the noise is loud,

and the hot bullet shell
can hurt your eyes.

Okay.

Did you find a target?
-Not yet.

Straighten your arms.

Shoulders

Next up, disabling the safety.

Switch it off

only before you shoot.
Don't do it now,

but that's how it works.

The most important thing
is to breathe.

You breathe
to make people stop breathing?

Breath and sight are the
most important elements.

Like in photography.

Your target should be
out of focus in front of you.

Focus on the front, got it?

Yes.

Forget what you saw
in the movies.

Your target can't be
too high or too low.

Your target and sight
should be on the same line

or you lose your target.

I found it.
-Always wash your hands.

The powder is dangerous
for your skin.

We all know you have enough
skin problems as it is.

There's a split second between
"I should" and "better not"

which gives you time to think

time to restrain yourself
from doing what you want.

Whether it's killing
yourself or someone else,

you have to choose
between reason and impulse

or a cold shower to relax.

I have to go.
Give me the gun.

But too many cold showers
might make you cold enough

to deliver.

I want a blank check.

Do I look like an ATM machine?

Give me your wallet.

Give me the gun.
This isn't funny.

You can't rob someone you know.

Someone I know?
I'm your daughter, remember?

You're getting on my nerves.

Give me the gun.
-Why? Look at us.

I don't have time
to play this game with you.

Shit, I'm sorry.

Fuck, Lily, you shot me!

What did you expect?

That I'd never explode?

That you'd treat me this way
and I'll just swallow?

And take care of you
when you're old?

You're so stupid.

If we weren't related
you'd be in jail.

Related?
It's called a daughterl

Shut up and call an ambulance!

What for? Can't you see
we're finally talking?

But you're right,
we have nothing in common.

Besides a lot of blood.

Give me the gun.
I need a hospital!

When I saw the blood,
it was beautiful.

It was real.

Maybe it was a mistake

or years of delayed
self defense.

I finally stood up to him.

e finally shared
an honest moment.

I felt that... yes.

I really did want him dead.

To feel free.

I had done many things in my life,

but killing my father

felt like the first thing

I ever did.

I told myself
that if I left the house,

all this would erase itself
by the time I go back.

Hi, Lily.

Hi, Freddy.

Can you sell me a cigarette?

Let's share?

How are you?

Fine.

How's school?

Great.

Great.

So thanks.

You're welcome.

Hours of cigarettes went by
but nothing had changed.

I still killed my father.

I had to tell someone.

Bullshit.

What?

You're lying.

I'm not.

You're not telling this
to my mom on her birthday.

Get out.

I'm staying.
You can go if you want.

Don't you have any friends?

No.

Everybody has friends.

She left the flashlight for me.

What do you mean?

Sisters have their "thing".

This was ours.

Do you have any siblings?

No.

Welcome

to the best dance contest

in the world

ever

of all times.

And the nominee is..

And the winner is..

And the jury is...

Me.

Stay.

-SISTER-

Why did she do it?

Mayibe she ran out
of reasons to get up.

Why do others get up?

Maybe they love something.

Did you get it?

Yes, what are you doing?

It's a secret surprise.

What are you doing?

Smadar.

Smadar, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

Quiet.

Why did you do that?

Why? I hate you!

I hate you too!

Get out and leave me alone!

Leave me alone already!

Leave me alone, stop!

I will!

Stop, I don't want to.
-What?

Don't, Mama. Quiet!

Quiet! Quiet!

Quiet.

Quiet!
show you.

Stop!

Mama, let go!

Stop!

Quiet!

I'm sorry.

It's okay, Mama.

Are you okay?

Mama.

What?

I'm hungry.

Make me a sandwich?

Go to your room.

No... No!

I hate you!

I'm sick of feeling bad
because of you!

You're my worst nightmare!
You're a punishment!

You're a punishment!
-You're a punishment!

You're a punishment!
-You're a punishment!

Why didn't you help her?

I tried.

Whose side are you on?

I tried to be on both sides

until it got rough.

Smadi.

You're not nice to me

and now you'll need me.

I hope you've learned
your lesson, Mama.

Smadi, what are you doing?

No, it's cold, Smadi.

Let me go.

I'm cold, I'm cold.

Smadi, you're not going.

No, you can't go. Don't go.

Smadi, let me go!

Smadi!

Are you crazy?
Where are you going?

Smadi!

You're evil!

You're evil!

You're evil!

Let me go, it hurts!

I'll get you.
You have no idea.

It's locked.

Open up!

Smadar.

This isn't funny.

Smadar.

Open the door.

Smadar, please!

Smadar!

Why be a bitch?

Why are you?

I have my reasons.

She had mom.

I'm sick of this, Lily.

I don't feel anything for her.

I don't want to see her

or hear her.

Mama, quiet.

I hope she didn't hear me.

I shouldn't talk like this.

She makes me.

can't take it anymore, you know?

I'm not a bad mother.

I'm afraid of her,
I'm afraid she might hurt herself.

What, Mama?

When they talk about
her suicidal potential

I pray for it

but then I tell myself

what kind of mother
thinks like this?

Maybe I deserve this.

You think I deserve this.

Maybe the new pills
will help her.

Even pills have their limits.

Goodbye, girls.
-Thank you.

Door man.

Door man.

Do you have a light?

Keep it.

Good luck with the door, huh?

Do you smell that?

What is it?

Is my room ready?

So hard to say

after years and years

of days.

Maybe I'm a big mistake

to make

probably the biggest one

you've ever made.

What if I don't count?

I'm just time
chewed in your mouth.

I scream but you
can't hear the sound

of me break

but I do

and it aches.

None of you
can fix this mess

without breaking
your own necks.

I'm a fatal accident

in your way.

I'm your hit and run

every day

Dig and bury
what you need.

I'm just a bag of
blood and greed.

Too heavy to float

that's me.

Too heavy to float

at sea.

What do you want?

What do you want?

I brought you food.

I don't eat anymore.

Aren't you hungry?

You and your food don't exist.

Being crazy doesn't mean
you can talk like a psycho.

Your existence is useless
and you have no purpose

so your food isn't real
and if it were real

I have* no purpose
so I shouldn't be fed.

Why don't you have a purpose?

Because I'm not pretty anymore.

You're beautiful.

Then why am I locked up in a cage?

You're crazy, not ugly.

Leave your food and go.

I love you.

What did you say?

I love you.

Eat.

Eat.

Tell me..

How can you still believe me?

What do you mean?

-HOME-

I always thought I'd be relieved.

Were you?

No.

Who would feel relieved
after a suicide? -Shut up.

I'd kill myself
if you were my sister.

Why am I talking to you?

You're just being mean.

Okay.

I'm sorry, okay?

This is what happens
when I'm myself, okay?

My mom isn't the angel
you think she is.

She has time
for everyone besides me.

It pisses me off.

My dad lives ih Germany.
He's too busy to care.

And my mom's
idiot husband hates me.

No one gives a fuck about me.

So I'm angry.

Everyone who comes close
fucks me over.

If not sexually,
then in other ways.

There are millions of ways
to fuck people over.

I don't have enough self esteem
to be anorexic.

I try and quit after five days tops.

I hate myself too much
to be a narcissist.

I don't know...

what it feels like to love myself.

Just how it feels
to hate people who do.

The funny and ironic part
is that I know

I'm certain

that my mom
is an amazing shrink

and if I were her patient

and not her fucking daughter...

Talia.

Lily.

I want to hear your story

because your life
is much worse than mine.

I know it's sick
and it's bad karma

but it makes me so happy

so go on.

Smadi?

Despite all my secret hopes

I knew she couldn't deal
with the heartache.

I knew without experiencing it

that this is the worst form of pain
I could ever imagine.

This amount of guilt

would stay with her.

Every breath she took

until her final breath.

These feelings are something

a daughter shouldn't let a mother feel.

Don't touch me.

I'm a monster.

No, you're not.

I am. You don't know me.

I'm a monster.

That's what I am.

I'm a monster.

I'm a monster, understand?

That's what I am.

Don't.

Let me go.

Mama.

Why didn't you pick me up?

I don't want this anymore.

I don't want to pick you up
from school.

I don't want to live with you.

I want to be alone.
-It's too late.

We're not some shoe
you can return to the store.

I don't want to speak to you.

You don't?

No problem, I'm going.

I'm going out tonight, Mama.

I'll drink and do drugs

and give blowjobs to strangers,
okay?

You don't want me here?
Fine, bye.

Maybe if you took your pills,
you'd be less pathetic.

Your fucking pills.

Maybe you could even raise
a family, you stupid bitch!

You're disgusting!

Pathetic!

Don't.

Don't.

Adam, don't. Don't.

Stop it!

MOM: I'M ON MY WAY

How did you tell your mom?

In the least painful way

I could think of.

At that time
there was no other way.

I could only do
what made sense to me.

It's like I had a vision
I couldn't fight off.

I was like a machine
you can't turn off.

The only thing my head
and my heart agreed on

was that if I don't finish
what I started

the world would shatter
into pieces of endless pain.

After years of being told
what's best for me

I knew what's best for her.

What?

It's okay, Mama.

I just want to talk.

About what?

The door is for your own good.

My birthday is coming up.

I thought it's a good time
to apologize for everything.

Smadi

If this is an introduction
to something awful

I won't handle it.

You don't lie in apologies.

I mean it, Mama.

Did you take your pills?

I think so, Lily knows.

But she's not here.

Want to take them?

No, you're lying.
You want to hurt me.

No, Mama.

If something happens to me,
no one will take care of you.

You know that, right?

I know, Mama.

So no tricks.

No tricks.

You haven't been this nice in years.

I know, I'm sorry.

It's a shame
you became the crazy one.

It's too bad Lily didn't
get your madness.

What do you mean?

It's a shame we can't
switch your disorders.

You still can, you know?

Be a real dancer

outside your room.

Lily and Adam
were more generous, but...

I wanted the dream for you.

I know, Mama.

You're talented.

It's too bad
you became what you are.

I think about it
when I watch TV.

On TV they take
their kids to Europe.

They eat together on weekends.

They hug.

They pretend mothers and daughters
get along.

It looks pretty to love out loud

but I guess... You know...

we're...

different.

We can try, Mama.

We can dress up and go out.

No way. Where would we go?

There's a bar nearby

with people our age.

Maybe they'll buy us a drink
and dance with us

and tell us jokes we've never heard.

Want to?

Come.

I'll help you with your cane.

No, you're lying.
You want to hurt me.

Come on.

Where is my cane?
-Here.

Come.

Lets get dressed.

Do you think
the blue one still fits?

Try it on, Mama.

I'll crush the pills to make them
easier to swallow.

Okay, Mama?

You look amazing.

Really?
-Yes.

You're pale,
why don't you drink something?

I look pretty today, right?

Drink, Mama.

Drink up.

What about this, Mama?

We shouldn't mix.

Here.
-Okay.

Cheers.
-Cheers.

It's good.

It's beautiful, Mama.

What?
-What?

I don't feel good.

You're tired.

Maybe you're excited.

Yes.

I should lie down.

So come, Mama.

Just for a minute.

Just for a minute
and then we'll go.

I love you, Mama.

Just for a minute.

Can I hug you good night?

It's for your own good.

Let me.

I thought I would feel something.

Nausea

guilt or regret.

Anything.

Nothing?

Nothing.

-MOTHER-

Lily?

Carmela, hi.

Talia, what's going on?

Who are you?
-She's my patient.

Happy Birthday, Mom.
-Are you smoking pot?

Great.

Great birthday present, Talia.
-My pleasure, jerk.

What's going on?
Lily, why are you here?

I had to talk to you.

You're Lily?

Yes, hello.

Avi, let me, okay?

She doesn't work for free anymore,
go home.

Avi, you don't complain
when you freeload.

Lily, lets go to my office.
Talia, we'll talk later.

Later, of course.

Baby.

e've discussed this.

It's none of your business.
-Fuck that.

Fuck that.
-Talia!

What did you want
to talk about, Mom?

Avi, you should go.

What?

I should be with her.

What?

I should be with her.

Are you asleep?

Hey.

Smoke?

Thanks.

Is it okay if...

What?

I'm dying to pee.

Sorry.

No, stay.

Okay.

How are you feeling?

I don't know.
I can't describe it.

When I don't know what I'm feeling,
you know what I do?

I take a shower.

I look at the steam on the mirror

and ask myself

Talia, how do you feel?

Then I paint a face
on the mirror.

If it's a happy face
I know I'm fine

and if it's sad

I know nothing has changed.

It makes me calm.

I always wanted
to piss on his grave

but this is good enough.

For calling me a retard.
-Why are you home?

For shutting me up.

For ruining mom...
-Adam, stop, he's dead.

And Smadar.

What are you doing here?
-What do you mean?

I missed my family.

Really?

They sent me home
to erase some photos.

Want to see?
-No.

Is anyone home?
-They're asleep.

Who killed dad?

Dad.

Here?

Fucked up, isn'

Are you lying?

That's your lying face.

Are you lying to me?

What's with you?

What did you do?

You look guilty.

I missed you.

Why are you wearing
Smadar's uniform?

Is this a game?

Should I look for clues?

And Mom?

She's asleep.

Mom.

Mom, I'm home.

Mom.

I'm hungry.

Make me a sandwich?

Want to hear a joke?

No.

Sure you do. Listen.

Three frogs sit by a lake.

One goes "quack".

The second goes "quack, quack".

The third one looks at them

and goes "quack"...

"quack"...

"quack".

The first frog notices.

He takes out his gun

aims...

fuck!

What's wrong with you?
-"What's wrong with you"?

That's exactly what
the second frog says

so the first frog says

"I had to".

"He knew too much".

Not funny.

At least the frog
didn't kill his entire family.

I'll do the dishes.

Why her?

She didn't deserve it.

I don't want to talk about it.

You don't know
because you don't live here.

I know you killed my mom.

I don't have a mom anymore.

Who will cook dinner?

Is that what you'll miss?

Who will do the laundry?
Who will shine my shoes?

Watch the news all day?
Complain about Smadar?

Who will spill coffee? Who
won't ask me how I'm doing?

Who won't give a uck about her kids?

Or ask me what I do in the army?

Who will do my fucking laundry?

Stop it!
I'll do your laundry, okay?

Shouldn't you be dead too?

Did you plan to kill yourself
and leave me behind?

No.

I'm calling the police.

Why would you do that?

Because you broke the law
and I am a law obedient citizen.

Maybe I'll call them about you.

And say what?

You know what I'll say.

I'm calling them.

If you don't want to go to jail,
kill yourself.

No.

No? But that's what I want,
and that's what's going to happen.

Those are the rules, remember?
The world does as I say.

Or else?
-No "or else".

The rules of the game are simple.

Don't be difficult.

Police?

Yes.

Someone killed me family

without permission.

Now I'm a sad orphan.

Please come for the killer.

She deserves to be punished.

I believe execution
is best for her future.

What?

I know Israel
doesn't officially execute, but...

Who are we kidding?

I'm not doing it!

Sure you are.

Prison is much worse
than this house.

The clock’s ticking.

Liar.

I know what your weight
sounds like when it falls.

What are you doing?

I'm your brother, sicko.

You really want it, don't you?

Nobody wants it from you.

You do.
-No way, that's sick.

It doesn't look like
it sickens you.

We better hurry.

They're on their way.

When you're on trial,
you better do some research.

Prisons are like universities.
You better find a good one

you could get a decent job

If you finish your degree.

a few years you're out.

It's only your first triple homicide.

Lily, watch it.

After three you're a serial killer.

So this bunny
goes to the woods, okay?

He sees a Panda bear
lying on the ground

bleeding his ass off.

What's up, man?

The bear says

"the polite donkey".

The bunny keeps going.

Suddenly he sees the lion.

The king himself

on the ground bleeding
and crying his eyes out.

Lion. Lion, what's up?

The lion says

"the polite donkey".

So the bunny

knows the woods
aren't safe anymore.

He takes a wine cork

and sticks it up his anus.

A moment later
he hears a noise.

He freezes

and the woods are dark

and scary.

Then he hears

"good evening, sir".

I didn't really call the police.

I find it beautiful
that you can't shoot me.

It makes me sad.

It makes me happy-

I'm we ruined you.

Okay.

I know I could have
prevented a lot of things

but I'm certain

that I loved you
more than the others did.

Even if I sucked at showing it.

I want to help you.

Help me?

This could all be my fault.

But it's not.
-But it also is.

You better go.

I'll take care of it.

Adam, maybe you should be quiet.

You don't need this with me.

I'm not like them.
I'm like you.

Just not as interesting.

I need a shower.

You don't belong here.

Hi.

Mom?

I'm sorry about before.

It's okay.
-Are you crying?

No, it's okay.

Don't worry.

Happy Birthday, Mom.

Thanks, honey.

Did you like the party?

So hard to say

after years and years

of days.

Maybe I'm a big mistake

to make-

Probably the biggest one
you ever made.

What if I don't count?

If I'm just time
chewed in a mouth?

I scream but no one
hears the sound

of me break

but I do

and it aches.

None of you
can fix this mess

without breaking
your own necks.

I'm a fatal accident

on your way.

I'm your hit and run

every day.

Dig and bury
what you need.

I'm just a bag
of blood and greed.

Too heavy to float

at sea.

Too heavy to float

that's me.

There's never

a good time to leave.

There's never

a good time to leave.

There's never

a good time to leave.

No, there's never

a good time

to leave.

-BROTHER-

Hi, Lily.

Hi, Freddy.

I wanted to make sure
you're okay.

Are you okay?

Yes.
-Then so am I.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm just cleaning up.

Why are you cleaning up?

Why are you cleaning up?

I'm not.

Neither am I.

Okay.
-Okay.

Are you wearing lipstick?

Maybe.

Why is your dad lying on the floor?

He's asleep.
He had a long day.

You look pretty with the lipstick.

Come here.
-Where?

Here.

I'm close.

Closer.

Hey.

Are you here?

Yes.
-Do you want coffee?

I'll make coffee.

Do you drink black?

Why black?

There's no milk.

TO: THE FAMILY PORTRAIT CONTEST

Where are you going?

On vacation.

Can I come visit?

Maybe when you're eighteen.

What if I miss you?

Then you'll be sad
for ten minutes.

How do you know
it's just for ten minutes?

I don't.

My brother always said
the only thing that's certain

is death and porn.

Will you miss them
for ten minutes?

There are four of them.

So forty.

Here's my ride.

Don't forget to submit that.

I've never won anything.

Here.

Thanks.

There's a home
where I belong.

Not made of stone
but flesh and bone.

It's got your name,
your blood, your veins.

It's got my heart
all torn apart

by your flames.

I might look like I do.

But if you want
to know the truth

you'd see I'm bits and pieces

of your missing kisses.

Red, oh pretty red

turned blue-

And if it's me you miss

I'll run as fast as a kiss.

As fast as a kiss

turns to a fist.

And if you need me nearby

I'll come as fast as a hi.

As fast as a hi
turns to goodbye.

-FATHER-

I might sound out of tune.

It's just the full moon.

-MOTHER-

-SISTER-

And if it's me you miss

I'll run as fast as a kiss.

/Is fast as a kiss
turns to a fist.

-BROTHER-

And if you need me nearby

I'll come as fast as a hi.

/Is fast as a hi
turns to goodbye.

There's a home
where I belong.

Not made of stone
but flesh and bone.

It's got your name,
your blood, your veins.

I want you here
but you ain't near

and that's a shame.