Shtisel (2013–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - The Lost Children's Good Will - full transcript

Previously behold, you are consecrated
to me with this ring...

PREVIOUSLY ON

...according to the laws
of Moses and Israel.

A 15-year-old can't wake up one morning
and get married in a restaurant

to the first guy she meets.

This is my eldest, Ruchami.

She'll be living here
with her righteous husband.

-Where's Hanina? Is he studying?
-All day long.

We have a home now.
Will you be back tonight?

Congratulations, Shtisel,
you won the Wasserman Award.

-You get a studio for a year.
-I don't know what to say.



Don't say, just paint.

I want to go to a Yeshiva in Safed
and study nonstop.

Hanina, I don't want you to go.

I look at the Talmud
and all I think about is you.

I miss you a little.

I'm still looking for a match.

Please don't call me anymore.

This is the fifth time we're meeting,
Shulem.

Let's take it up a notch.

My heart still belongs to Dvora.

-Who is that?
-Menukha, my bride.

May you be next.

I'm telling you now, Shulem,

if you want to live here,
we're going to renovate.



-What?
-Especially the kitchen.

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

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Excuse me!

How's it going?

-Got a smoke?
-What are you doing here?

-Why are you knocking it down?
-I'm not, I'm fixing, renovating.

-Why so negative?
-Who called you?

-Your mother. Your mother.
-What?

He's not tall...
if you know what I mean.

But he's not short either.

He's an average man.

Stop what you're doing.

-Menukha, what's going on?
-I will not be treated this way, Shulem.

What way? What happened?

Your son is crazy.

Wait, Menukha, tell me exactly
what happened?

The handyman came as we agreed.

Your son comes out of his room
and starts yelling,

"I won't have this! You have no right!
This is my mother's kitchen."

-Is that what he said?
-Yes.

-No one treats me this way.
-Of course not.

I apologize, and he will too.

You work this out with him,
then give me a call.

Don't worry,
the apartment will be beautiful,

just the way you want it, I promise.

Now, come home,
we'll have breakfast together.

-I'm too upset, I'm going home.
-Wait, Menukha...

Menukha!

Why are you packing up your tools?

How can you demolish the apartment
without telling me?

Young man, have you finished here?
No. Then why are you leaving?

I'm sorry, Sir, leave me out
of your fight.

What fight? This is my apartment
and I'm telling you to finish the job.

What fight? You didn't answer me.
Why are you destroying Mom's kitchen?

No one's destroying anything,
we're renovating.

Oh yeah?
Then why didn't you tell me about it?

-Why, you want to pay half?
-No, but I live here.

Then be grateful, I'm upgrading
the hotel's condition.

-And you, what are you waiting for?
-No, leave that alone.

-This is Mom's kitchen, our memory.
-That's enough!

Memory is here, not in the tiles!

What are you doing?

I made a decision, Kive.
I'm moving on with my life.

I'm marrying Menukha
and we're going to live in this house.

Menukha is in charge now
and she wants to renovate.

That's the way it's going to be.

We have to move on,
there's no other way.

-Fine.
-What's fine?

You move on,
I won't get in your way.

In fact... I'll pack a bag and leave.

Don't be silly, where will you go?

Somewhere.

-Yes?
-Is this the Darchei Yossef Yeshiva?

-Yes.
-Are you a student?

Yes.

-Do you know Hanina Tonik?
-Yes.

He's a new student.

-Are you sure, you know who I mean?
-Yes, I just saw him at study hall.

-What is he doing?
-Studying, of course. Should I go get him?

No, no, let him get on with his studies.

-Should I give him a message?
-No.

That's okay.

Thank you, take care.

-Good morning, Kaufman.
-Good morning, Shtisel.

-How are things?
-You tell me.

It's been a while since you've shown me
a new piece.

Yes, I know... I'm working on it.

-Working hard?
-Very... hard.

Great, that's what I wanted to hear.
Good day.

Good day.

-Anshin.
-What?

Where can I buy a mattress?

I have a mattress,
it's practically brand new.

I'll sell it to you for 50 shekels,
how does that sound?

-Don't you need it?
-No.

I used it here,
when I was having trouble at home.

Oh.

Hadassah?

HADASSAH LEVI
DO NOT DISTURB

-Serov.
-What?

-The painter.
-Oh.

-It's beautiful.
-Yes.

After I saw this painting, I knew that
this is what I want to do with my life.

He looks familiar.

-A Jewish boy, maybe a distant relative.
-Indeed.

Listen...

I have a question.

Do you think, I could sleep in my studio
for a few days?

-Sure, why not?
-I don't know. Should I ask Kaufman?

He never comes here as it is.

Just open the window at night

-so, you don't get high on the turpentine.
-Yes.

Okay, then, thank you.

Akiva, is everything all right?

Yes, I just had it out with my father.
Never mind.

I haven't painted in a few days
and Kaufman's breathing down my neck.

Don't mind him.

No, he's right. I'm stuck,
I can't paint a thing.

Here you go.

I set him straight.

And you know what?
I think it's for the best.

Maybe this will encourage him
to get ahead.

Maybe we should have asked
for his permission to renovate, after all.

-Maybe, we should have prepared him.
-Not at all. This is good for him.

So, he understands once and for all,
that life is not a picnic.

All right.

Regardless, I'm still looking
for a match for him.

Someone with both feet on the ground.

Yes, that's exactly what he needs.

All in all, he's a fine young man.

-He'll make some woman very happy.
-Of course.

I love him like a son.

All he needs is a little push, that's all.

I love him like a son too.

Excuse me, little boy.

Sitting by the road like this
is dangerous.

Are you waiting for someone?

For your father?

Your mother.

Maybe, it's best you wait over there,
on the bench.

It's nicer and safer. Okay?

You want me to cross the road with you?

-An animal that starts with P.
-An animal that starts with P.

-Pigeon.
-Very good.

-Ruchami!
-Ruchami!

Sweetie.

You grew up so fast.

I'm so glad you're here.
I hope it's not only for a visit.

No, I'll stay.

What happened?

Nothing.

Hanina went away for a while.

Went away?

Where to?

-To study in a Yeshiva in Safed.
-He's a serious student.

In Safed?

-And he left you here?
-I'm glad he went.

That way, no one will get in the way
of his studies.

Is that what he told you?

That you're in the way?

I am.

I knew this would happen.

Would you like some water?

-I made your favorite meat patties.
-Thanks, I'm starving.

Blessed are You, God, creator
of the fruit of the ground.

Amen.

Is it good?

Ruchami, I'm so glad you're back...

I want to ask Rebbetzin Stefanski
to take you back in the class.

And I don't want you to wear
that ridiculous head covering.

I'm married, Mom.

You're married?

Where's your husband?
Somewhere far away?

I'm done with this farce, Ruchami.
Wake up.

Ruchami, maybe it's okay to take it off
in the house.

I'll take it off in the house.
And only in the house.

-How about Zvhil?
-Isn't that a bit too big?

-They have a small event hall too.
-But it's big too, and expensive.

This is our second marriage,
after all, Menukha.

If we count your grandchildren and mine,

we have at least 200 people.

We don't have to put out the grandkids,

we'll invite a quorum,
serve potato latkes, etc.

-A nice, intimate affair.
-Okay.

We'll get married in the bathroom
of the Shtiebel, if that's what you want.

All right, if it's that important to you,
we'll reserve the small hall at Zhvil.

Good, I already looked into it.
It's 7 000 shekels, we'll split the bill.

No, I'll pay...

don't worry.

I'll write a few checks. What's the date?

Twenty second of Nissan.

-No, the Gregorian date.
-Why? Write the Hebrew date.

No, the Gregorian calendar is fine.

Excuse me, my father always wrote
the Hebrew date

and my father was a man of the world.

Of course, Rabbi Bergman, of course.

My father always used to say,

"What do I care, if Jesus was born
2000 years ago or 2 days ago?"

I know, what he means.
Fine, Hebrew date it is.

-Twenty second of Nissan.
-Yes, 22nd of Nissan.

Hold on... you don't say.

Tonight is my late Dvora's birthday.

You can pay in--
They want seven installments

but you can write as many checks,
as you want.

Dvora's birthday.
I almost forgot.

You know... on Dvora's birthday,
we used to--

Please, Shulem,
we're starting something new.

I don't tell you about my husband,

please don't tell me about your wife,
with all due respect.

-Fine, you're right.
-Thank you.

Sorry to disturb you.

There's this boy sitting outside,
have you seen him?

-Yes, he was here when I got here.
-He was?

-Yes. Is he still there?
-Yes.

I'll go talk to him.

Your Mom still hasn't come?

That's... odd.

-What will we do?
-I'm alone.

No, God forbid, you're not alone.

-Your mother will be here soon.
-I'm hungry.

That makes sense.

I'm hungry too.

-What's your name?
-Itzikel.

Itzikel what?

-Do you know, where you live?
-In Jerusalem.

Where in Jerusalem?

Do you know your phone number?

I'm hungry.

-What do you like to eat?
-Marshmallows.

Marshmallows are sweets,
you need something healthy.

Do you like pizza?

-Did you like that?
-Thank you very much.

My pleasure.

-I'm thirsty.
-I'll get you a glass of water.

Here you go.

I forgot the blessing.

By His word.

I'll say it and you'll repeat after me.

-Blessed are You, God.
-Blessed are You, God.

-King of the universe.
-King of the universe.

-At whose word all came to be.
-At whose word all came to be.

Amen.

You did that very nicely.

Listen, sweetie,

I think you should go back to the bench

and wait for your parents.

-I don't want to be alone.
-God forbid, your mom will be here soon.

The fish is hungry too.

-I'm afraid.
-Why?

I'll stay with you
until your mother comes back, all right?

And when I'm finished working,

we'll go to the society
for misplaced children.

-What's that?
-It's this group of nice old ladies…

who help children... find their mothers.

Will you leave me there?

Of course not. I'll stay with you.

He's eating all the food.

-And he doesn't have to say the blessing.
-That's so true.

-You didn't tell me his name.
-Fish.

Doesn't he have a name?

I don't know his name
because he doesn't talk.

You're right.
Wait, did you ask him?

-You can't talk to a fish.
-Of course, you can. Let's try.

Mr. Fishowitz, what's your name?

Bunem.

Bunem is a sacred name.
You must have been godly in a past life.

Look, how modest he is, so silent.

I am not silent,
I am a talking fish!

Forgive me, you're right.
Can you sing too?

Of course! I used to sing with Shwekey.

You did?
Can you sing something for us?

Have mercy

Have mercy, God, have mercy

As I was saying,

we always went to the Kotel
on my dear Dvora's birthday.

That was my gift to her,
going with her to the Kotel.

We would pray for everyone's health,
that Akiva get married, etcetera.

Your Dvora was special indeed.

When we came back home,
we'd listen to the London Boy's Choir...

and drink Brandy. Dvora loved Brandy.

We'd make a toast and that was that.

You bring back sad memories, Shulem.

Why, Mother?

Your Dvora, the Kotel.

I miss the Kotel.

I haven't been there in years.

But why the tears, Mother?
Let's get in a taxi and go to the Kotel.

Are you insane, Shulem?
It's dangerous!

The Jordanian snipers, remember?

Mother, the Jordanians don't control
the Kotel.

Don't you remember the Six Day War?

-I go to the Kotel at least once a month.
-It's too dangerous!

You keep your Dvora safe.

A Jordanian sniper
almost killed your father.

Of course, the snipers are no joke.

I need to go to the bathroom.

-What?
-I need to go to the bathroom.

There's a bathroom in the corridor.

He's one of the finest young men
I've ever met.

He used to be a teacher,
now he's an artist.

No, he's a serious fellow.
He's very sociable.

Men like him are hard to find.
He's wonderful.

All right. I'll wait for your call.
Take care.

You shouldn't say he's an artist.
It sounds bad.

Then what should I say?

You can say that he illustrates books,

-illustrated Mishna, Talmud.
-I guess I can.

-So, what did she say?
-She said she'd talk to her husband.

-It'll be just fine.
-God willing.

-He really is talented, you know.
-Of course he is, of course.

Oh, this looks interesting.
A wonderful girl, Zimelman.

She's an accountant, very successful.

-Zero, five, four...
-I hope something comes of this.

...four, three, nine, six, nine, eight...

The Talmud says,
that Rabbi Yochanan says,

-"He who reads the Torah must put it on--"
-Shulem.

Can you lower your voice?
I'm making phone calls here.

Yes, of course. I'll study on the balcony.

-If you don't mind.
-Of course not, it's fine.

Okay.

Hello, is this the Zimelman residence?

Dvora, what are you doing here?

-It's my birthday, remember?
-Of course!

-I'm so glad you're here to celebrate it.
-Like we do every year.

Let's see if you remember how old I am.

Sixty-three, of course.

Good for you.

I remember the day we got married.
Time flies.

Luckily we don't have to fly with it,
that would be so exhausting.

-Don't you want a glass of liquor?
-Of course, I'll go get it.

Tell your son that celiac is a good thing.

His wife will always be thin.

I wish I had celiac.

And these days
there's gluten free food everywhere.

At the bakery, the supermarket.
Everything is gluten free. Of course.

Put them on the counter,
before you drop them.

You're baking a cake?

Where's my head covering?

I don't know it was right here.

-Did you buy what we need?
-I forgot to put it on when I went out.

It's okay I'll help you look for it.

Here it is.

Binyamin and Haim'ke must have
played with it.

It's okay, no harm done.

I have to make a phone call,
then I'll go shopping.

Hello.

May I speak to Hanina Tonik?

His wife. It's urgent.

Thank you, I'll hold.

Ruchami?

Hanina.

Is everything all right?
You said it's urgent.

I had to hear your voice.

-I'm fine, did I take you out of class?
-It's okay, as long as you're all right.

I am now.

-I dreamt about you last night.
-You did?

Yes.

Tell me about it.

You came to the Yeshiva
and we studied together.

-I'm so glad you called.
-You are?

I called every day,
but I was told you're studying so...

-I didn't want to disturb you.
-That was silly of you.

I miss you so badly, Hanina.

I need you.

Are you crying?

Ruchami, don't cry.
I'll come home tomorrow, all right?

No, I really want you to focus
on your studies, Hanina.

-What did we do this for?
-Not for you to be so sad.

Maybe... you can study during the week...

and come to Jerusalem on Shabbat?

-I'll see you and then you'll go back.
-Like Tannaim sages?

Yes.

All right. I'll come home this weekend.

All right.

-Are you going back to class?
-Yes.

-See you on Shabbat.
-Yes.

Goodnight.

They're all asleep, including Ruchami.

-He's coming this weekend.
-Who?

Hanina.

-Really?
-Yes, I heard them on the phone.

God willing, it will work out
for the best.

-I want you to go there.
-Where?

His Yeshiva.

I want you to go without telling her,

and tell him any way you have to
that he's never seeing her again.

We'll get him to divorce her,
I want this to be over.

-Giti, she loves him, and he loves her.
-It's not love, it's fantasy, Lippe.

When you love someone,
you don't get up and leave.

Aren't you going to tell me,
where we're going, Shulem?

Mother, remember you said,
that you miss the Kotel?

Yes.

There's a place in Jerusalem

where you can see the Kotel from afar.

That way you can pray
with no fear of the Jordanians.

Really?

It's right here.

You see, Mother?

Over there.

Where's my Book of Psalms?

Mother, ask for a fine mate.
A nice woman for Kive.

-Akiva, son of Dvora, very soon.
-I will ask, I will ask.

Kive?

Kive?

Menukha.

-Shulem, how are you?
-Praise God.

Shulem, I saw a beautiful kitchen
in the magazine.

Classic and inexpensive.

-Do you have the magazine?
-No, I left it at the Cheder.

-Then take a look tomorrow. Page 245.
-All right.

-Listen, Menukha.
-Yes?

I just got home and found that you had
put my wife's clothes in bags.

Yes, I'm giving them to charity.

They're just hanging there,
many women would appreciate them.

Menukha, you should have asked me first.

All right, I'm sorry.

I just thought it's a shame
that they're going to waste.

-We're buying a new closet as it is.
-No...

-Menukha, I wanted to tell you something.
-Yes?

I want to wait with the renovation.

-Why?
-Because it's not important.

It's an external thing,
I want to focus on the internal.

-All right, if that's what you want.
-Good.

I'm going to bed now, goodnight.

Goodnight.

Itzikel?

Itzikel?

Itzikel!

Kid!

Happy birthday.

Blessed are You, God,
at whose word all came to be.

-You're here.
-Yes, why?

You've been here since this morning.

I knocked earlier
but there was no answer.

-Here, an egg salad. I just made it.
-Thanks.

Are you all right? You're sweating.
Do you have a fever?

No, I'm fine.

I was focused on my painting,
and that boy who was here...

-What boy?
-The boy that...

The religious boy,
with the fish in the bag.

He was here all day, outside,
on the... bench.

What bench?

Congratulations, you painted.

Good for you.