Shtisel (2013–…): Season 2, Episode 4 - Mauricio - full transcript

The man Libbi is seeing suddenly reappears. Bube Malka discovers her friend Rebetzen Erblich has a terminal disease. Gitti can't come home and decides to move in with her father with all her children. Ruchami and Hanina come closer.

And may his name in Israel be... Zelig.

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Congratulations!

What happened at the bris, Dad?

Please come home.

I can't.

Father in heaven,

I can't take these thoughts.

I want to think only about the Torah.

I can save you.

You'll be able to focus on your studies
day and night.



We'll find you a worthy husband.

-Do you think you'll meet him again?
-He disappeared as it is.

Listen, my son is slightly screwed up,
and so is your daughter.

Maybe we can work with that.

Nobody told me you have green eyes.

Nobody told me you're so pretty.

My daughter will marry
the top of the line,

not some third-class bum.

I'm sad that we're leaving.

Abot Hameiri Barkai Productions

Talisma Productions

Created by
Yehonatan Indursky and Ori Elon

Dov Glickman

Michael Aloni



Sasson Gabay

Neta Riskin

Zohar Strauss

Shira Haas

Hadas Yaron

Casting
Hila Yuval

Executive Producers
Eitan Abot and Guy Hameiri

Line Producers
Isca Gur-Luzon and Aviv Ben Shlush

Art Director
Shimri Gal Novak

Music
Avi Belleli

Cinematography
Roey Roth

Editor
Gilad Ariel

Screenplay Editor
Sayed Kashua

Screenplay
Ori Elon and Yehonatan Indursky

Executive Producer and Editor
Dikla Barkai

Director
Alon Zingman

SHTISEL

Shoot the German, Idelman, the German!

What German?
Can't you see they're negroes?

You mean black.

Give it to me.

Excuse me, is Akiva Shtisel here?

-Give it to me.
-Aim for his head.

Hello, you're Shtisel?

What? Yes.

I'm Yacov Cohen.
Don't you remember me?

No.

I was at your house last week,
to meet your cousin.

Oh, yes, that's right. How are you?

The thing is, Rabbi Konigsberg died.

We've been trying to get a hold
of your uncle.

What's this about?

We don't know if they want to continue.

I see.

I asked around and I was told
you're always here, at Anshin.

That's what you were told?
It's so not true.

It isn't?

No, I just happen to be here today.

-I just happen to be here too.
-Anshin too.

We all just happen to be here.

So can you help me?

They moved to some hotel.

-Don't you have their number?
-No, I'm sorry.

All right.

Wait up. Wait a minute.

I know they're here.
I just don't know which room hers is.

Whatever, let's knock.

Maybe I should stand back
in case she opens the door?

Yes, you do that.

Stand over there.

Kive, what-- How are you?

Very well. How about you?

We're fine.

What are you doing here?

Oh, him.

Come and see.

You know who he is?

The guy that Libbi was seeing.

That's right. Where did you find him?

He found me.

He couldn't find you, with Konigsberg
having passed away...

Hello, Rabbi Shtisel.

Absolutely. Good afternoon, Eliyahu.

Yacov, Yacov Cohen.

Of course. Thank God.

Okay, then, take care.

Wait a second, Kive.

Cohen, wait for me in the lobby, okay?

I'll come down and we'll talk.

Thank you, Kive.

Be well.

Say hello to your father.

All right.

Say hello to Libbi.

You know what, don't say anything.
Goodbye.

-Hello, Grandpa.
-Hello, my darlings.

-Hello, Grandpa.
-Yosa'le.

Hello, Grandpa, how are you?

Ruchami, where's your mom? Resting?

She's in the kitchen.

Still two to zero.

-How are you, Giti?
-I'm well, Father. How are you?

Thank God.

Coffee? For me?

It's chocolate milk.

It's been years
since you made me chocolate milk.

It has, you're right.

Can I sit down, Giti?

Of course.

Are you done with the cheder today?

No, I just came for a nap.

My students have an exam in 30 minutes.

Then go lie down.

I can't sleep with all this noise,
bless those kids.

I'm sorry.

It's fine, Giti, no big deal.

I want to know how my child is feeling.

I don't want to talk about it now, Dad.

I need time to gather my thoughts.

You know what your mother used to say
when I had a heavy heart?

"Let me help you carry the weight."

That's all I'm asking of you.

But you are helping me, Dad, I mean it.

You letting me stay here with the kids
is a big help.

-Fine, but I'm very worried.
-Then don't be.

You have nothing to worry about.

Just promise me

that you're not thinking of--

Dad, not now, the kids are here.

For God's sake,
tell me what happened.

-Did he hit you?
-Of course not!

Wait, Giti, don't go.

Please. Sit down.

You don't have to say a word,
just listen to me.

Look, you know I trust you.

I just want to be sure that you're not
in some state of agitation or anger.

Those things can blind you.

I want to make sure that you have
the children's best interest at heart.

The children come first.

And there's Ruchami.
She's turning 16 soon.

How can we find her a match
if you dissolve the marriage?

Hello.

Hello.

I'm Ruchami.

Ruchami Weiss.

I'm Hanina.

Tonik.

Yes, hello.

When did she arrive? Now?

Okay, I'll be right there, thank you.

-She's in the park.
-The park?

Sure.

I was seven, so tiny.

That's the first time
I saw a car in Jerusalem...

Hello, Grandma.

Kive. How are you, my child?

I'm well, thank God. It's good to see you.

Libbi, what a coincidence.

-How are you?
-I'm very well.

Grandma is doing just fine.

Dr. Weinstein says I have the memory

of a 25-year-old.

That's wonderful.

How are you, Kive?

Thank God.
How are you doing in the hotel?

I was there a few hours ago.

-You were?
-Yeah.

Didn't your father tell you?

I brought that fellow that you met.

You brought him?

I'm meeting him tonight.

Good luck, then.

Grandma was just telling me

about the first time
she traveled in a car.

-You want to finish the story?
-Yes.

I was seven, so tiny.

It was the first time I ever saw a car,

and when it started to go, what a wonder!

We expected to see the Messiah.

Rebbetzin Erblich, how are you?

Shoshana, what's wrong? Are you all right?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

But the bathroom in the lobby is filthy.

You'd think this was a poorhouse.

Is that why you've been crying?

Nonsense. Have you ever seen me cry?

I didn't even cry
when my husband kicked the bucket.

Who are you? Whose daughter are you?

Libbi, Nuchem's daughter.

Look how beautiful my granddaughter is.

When I was young,
I was even more beautiful.

Well, I'm off.

It was great seeing you, Grandma.

-You, too, sweetheart.
-So lucid and happy, I'm glad.

Yes, yes.

It was good seeing you, Grandma.

Take care, Rebbetzin Erblich.

I think I'll go back to the hotel
to lie down before tonight.

Where are you going?

There's this exhibition I want to see.

Why didn't you just give him the number?

What?

That fellow who was looking for me,

you could have given him
my father's number.

You didn't have to bring him to the hotel.

I know.

I guess I didn't think of that.

The truth is, I wanted to talk to you.

To me? About what?

Whatever.

So now we're talking.

We are.

How about coming
to the exhibition with me?

-Who's on display?
-Many artists.

But there are a few paintings
I want to see in particular,

by Mauricio Gottlieb.

A friend of yours?

A good friend. He died before I was born.

Is it close by?

It's not far at all.
It's a cigarette and a half away.

What's the matter, Shoshana?

I'm not crying, it's my allergies.

Malka, would you happen to have
some aspirin in your room?

I should. Do you have a headache?

What about sleeping pills,
how many do you have?

How many do you need?

All of them.

All of them?

Malka, can I tell you a secret?

You have to promise not to tell anyone.

I promise, I won't tell.

My doctor ran all kinds of tests.

In short, they found the disease.

And it's very serious.

What? How?

Shoshana, I don't understand.

You understand very well. That's that.

I can't believe this, Shoshana.

Listen, I have half a bottle of aspirin
in my room.

I'll take what you have,

crush them up with honey,

and that's that.

Don't say that, Shoshana. You can't.

You mustn't say that.

The Torah forbids it.

Who is the rabbi's wife around here,
me or you?

So you were crying, Shoshana,

I knew it.

For five minutes, no more.

-Do it, do it.
-I'll kill him.

I'm better than Idelman at this.

But you're so slow.

-Just shoot it.
-You're bothering me.

-Use the weapon on the left!
-I'm not killing him on purpose.

You know what, I hope you get killed.

They're evil. I have to kill them all.

Hello.

Can I ask something of you?

You're Shtisel, right?

I'm Weiss.

Yes, but Shtisel's Weiss.

Yes.

-And who are you?
-Hanina Tonik.

-Tonik from the sardines?
-No.

From the burial society?

No.

There are so many Toniks in the world.

Please be quiet for a second.

Gentlemen, the lady is asking for silence.

You're the witnesses.

What?

Behold you are consecrated unto me
with this ring

according to the laws
of Moses and Israel.

Congratulations.

Sorry.

Be careful.

Cross the line three times
and you'll be shot.

Do you get to ask for a last request?

I'm not sure.

These are the paintings.

-Did he paint them both?
-Yes.

Not only that, this is him.

-Do you see?
-A self-portrait.

Exactly.

And this is his fiancée, Laura.

-Fiancée?
-Didn't they marry?

No, he died at a young age.

Yes, that's what it says here.

He died when he was 23.

That's terrible.

Yes.

Oh, I'm sorry. I know, sorry.

One more time.

You must be careful.

What will I do without you?

What will you do?

Twenty-three.

-It's heartbreaking.
-Yes.

Maybe he crossed the line and was shot.

You idiot.

So you're going to see that guy tonight?

Yes.

-He seems like a good guy.
-Yes.

Not a painter who dies at a young age.

Kive, don't scare me like that.

Libbi.

What?

I don't want my life to end like this.

I want a good life, a normal life.

I want a wife, a family, a home.

You'll have that, Kive, God willing.

How about not meeting that guy tonight?

Libbi, maybe...

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.

It's okay.

I have to go.

I'll walk you.

No, Kive. That's okay.

I'm sorry, Kive, I have to go.

REASONS TO LIVE

A. TO SEE MY OFFSPRING GROW UP

B. DYING ON PURPOSE
IS FORBIDDEN IN THE TORAH

Remember the pills
you asked me for earlier?

I forgot I don't have any.

You never did know how to lie, Malka.

I don't want to know.

You call this cake?

It's just a slice of bread.

The people of Israel live
The people of Israel live

The people of Israel live
The people of Israel live

The people of Israel live
The people of Israel live

The people of Israel live
The people of Israel live

Our Father, our Father
Our Father lives

The people of Israel live
The people of Israel live

The people of Israel live
The people of Israel live

Dear tenants,

please welcome our lovely guests
from the school down the street.

They are here to sing and make merry.
Go ahead, girls.

Does anyone have a special request?

How about "Childhood Years"?

Yes, "Childhood Years."

I'm sorry, we don't know that song.

You don't? Then I'll teach you, yes?

Childhood years
The sweet childhood years

Forever etched in my memory

When I think back on those days

I am sad and gloomy

Oy, so quickly have I grown old

What is this, Ruchami?

What's going on?

Who is this?

Mazal Tov, Father.

This is Hanina.

My husband.

We got married.

What?
-We'll tell Mom too.

Yes, but you're married?

Congratulations, Rabbi Weiss,
I consecrated your daughter.

You consecrated my daughter?

I don't even know your name!

Hanina Tonik. Mazal Tov.

Are you all right? Come on, let's go.

Father, if you want to apologize
and say congratulations,

we'll be at the Vilna synagogue.

Ruchami, what's going on here?

Ruchami!

I hope you're hungry, Father.

Very much so. Thank you, Giti.

Want to taste?

Blessed is God...
at whose word all came to be.

You know I love all my children equally,

but you're the only one, Giti,

who inherited your mother's skill
for cooking, hands down.

Praise God.

Enjoy.

-Hello.
-Absolutely.

Giti, we have to talk. It's... urgent.

What's wrong?

You can talk in my bedroom.

She said, "Say Mazal Tov, Father,
we're married."

What?

What is he, a rebel?

He actually seems like a righteous boy.

He was holding a book of Talmud.

I could tell that he's a good boy.

We have to find out
if they're really married or just--

What are you going on about, Lippe?

Of course they're not married.

Find out where she went
and bring her home.

Enough with these dreams of hers.

She told me where they're going.

Where?

The Vilna synagogue.

Maybe I shouldn't have hit him.

It's good that you did, the scoundrel.

She's barely 16.

You should have hit him harder, Lippe.

He's just a kid with dreams. Not some--

You get over there and hit the scoundrel,

and tell him to stay away from her.

And bring Ruchami back here right now.

What if she resists?

Then you force her to come back.

Go now, Lippe, and do it.

Will you come home too, Giti?

Go, Lippe.

There's not a minute to waste.

Yes, exactly. Yes.

Give me a few minutes
and I'll get back to you, okay?

Take care, Rabbi Gabriel.

Well?

They want to finalize.

Already?

Thank God.

But we only met twice, I'm not sure.

Twice is enough.

He's the crème de la crème of Brisk.
We've been waiting for this guy.

I don't know.

Of course you're nervous,
but sit down, have some water.

Blessed is God...
at whose word all came to be.

I don't want him.

Why not? He's a serious young man.

He's not like all those losers.

They say he's an important man
in Jerusalem,

and you told me you like him.

Yes, but I don't really know him.

You're right, sweetie.
It will come in time.

-Do you want to meet him again?
-No, I don't want to.

-You don't want to get married?
-Dad.

What?

I want someone else.

SHTISEL

Libbi.

Hello, Kive.

Come on in.

No, I don't think so.

I just came to say goodbye.

We're leaving for Antwerp
tomorrow morning.

What?

Tomorrow morning?

Why so sudden?

It's a long story.

Please come in,
just for a few minutes.

No, I don't think I should.

Well, then...

I'll be going.

Maybe it's for the best.

It's easier this way.

Yes, if you say so.

Goodbye, then.

Goodbye, Libbi.

Was someone at the door?

Yes.

Who?

Where are Giti and the kids?

They went to bed.

Praise God.

Oh, it's not that late, 9:30.

Let's freshen up and enjoy the silence.

Kive, are you unwell?

Why the face?

-What face?
-That face.

-I'm fine, Dad.
-Okay.

-Dad.
-What?

I want you to arrange some more matches.

Really? Why?

-No reason.
-Don't say, "no reason."

Who was at the door?

No one.

Mauricio.

Mauricio?

Yes, a friend.

You don't know him.

No.

KONIGSBERG

Good evening, I'm Shulem Shtisel.

I can see that.

Forgive me for coming by so late.

That's okay, I can't sleep as it is.

Very good. I mean, God willing.

Mrs. Konigsberg,

I conveyed my condolences
to your children at the shiva.

Tonight I come to you
in your capacity as matchmaker.

I have not declared myself
a matchmaker.

Yes, but you have his notebooks, right?

And I know that you advised the rabbi
on these matters.

That's true.

He always approached it
as if it were plumbing.

I always said
a little psychology can help.

Good for you.

Psychology is... good for you.

I'm seeking a match for my son Akiva.

The screw up.
The one that called it off twice.

He's not a screw up, he's my son.

Forgive me, it's an expression
my husband would use.

Never mind.

It seems this is a time of grace

and I don't want to waste it.

Then come in, tell me about him.

Can I offer you something to eat?

Of course, why not?

Hello? Hello?

Malka, that nail clipper I lent you,

you can keep it.

Thank you, Shoshana.
Thank you.

It's 2:00 a.m. in the morning,

God help me.

Take care, Malka.

Shoshana! Shoshana!

Shoshana, I'm coming in
without knocking.

Shoshana, what have you done?

I'm calling an ambulance.

Malka, leave me alone.

Please, Malka, I beg of you.

Let me die like a rabbi's wife,
not like some miserable thing.

Sit, why are you standing?

How do you feel?

I'm falling asleep.

Will you recite
the Shema Israel with me?

Hear, O Israel,

the Lord is our God,

the Lord is one.

You're not leaving, are you?

I'm here, Shoshana, I'm here.

It's like gum that you pull off
the sole of a shoe.

Turn on the TV, let's watch the news.

There's no news at this hour.

There's always some news.

I'll turn it on.

The Attorney General says
he didn't receive

any concrete information
from the State Comptroller.

That putz again.

...the second part of the series
Germany: 70 years later.

Yesterday we saw that
some would like to forget.

Today, we'll see young German people
who insist on remembering

and who are arriving to Israel
to meet with holocaust survivors.