Srugim (2008–2012): Season 2, Episode 3 - Episode #2.3 - full transcript

Previously...

It's so great to see you, sweetie.

You look different with
your head covered. -Yes, older.

Hello to you too, bridegroom.
-Hello.

I'm so sorry about
missing your wedding.

I tried to make it, but...
-There's a shivah instead.

"May His great name be
exalted and sanctified

"in the world
which He created..."

Thanks for the "Lonely Planet."
-It's my brother's.

I share your sorrow.
-Thank you.

You're Reut.
-Yes.



Everyone expects me
to come back all excited...

They expect to see a change in me.
-People expect all sorts of things.

What she wanted most,
we both didn't give her.

She wanted to know that
we have families of our own,

that we're happy.

I envy you.

I can't figure out
what I'm feeling.

Why are you behaving like this?

Everything is in reverse,
we Started from the end.

Hello, Hodaya? -Yes.
-My name is Assaf.

I heard some very good things
about you and I thought

we might go out one evening
and get to know each other.

To life.

To our life.



To our life.

"Srugim"

Good morning.
-That's right.

We slept like this all night?

I thought such things
only happen on television.

Ouch, could you...?

My arm fell asleep.

Let me see.

Where are we spending the Sabbath?

I think it's your parents' turn.
-We were there two weeks ago.

We could stay home if you want.

Who should we invite?
-Why invite anyone?

Let's stay home,
just the two of us.

We'll get pastries
from "Martzipan" bakery.

And we won't get out of bed.
-Yes.

But we haven't had guests for ages.
-There'll be plenty of Sabbaths.

Right.

So, it's settled?
-It's settled.

You and me?
-You and me.

Yes.

Hello.
-Hi.

So much stuff?
-Yes. What's happening?

Could you put it over there?
-Sure.

Thanks for letting me
stay with you for a while.

No problem.

Got anything lined up?
-I checked on the Internet,

I tore some ads off
on the way here.

That's it.

OK, I'll ge make myself1
some coffee.

I'm out of coffee.

Oh...

Are you alright?

Yes. I'm fine.
-OK.

You won't even know I'm here.

What's the occasion?

We're taking pictures
for a class photo.

Nice.
-What are you doing?

Sorting things for charity,
we have too much stuff, Amir.

This stuff is all mine.

Who would want this?
-We don't.

I do.

This shirt cost me eight months
of dust and rashes.

OK, I'll put it aside.

That's ugly and you
don't even wear it. -Yes, I do.

When was the last time
you wore that shirt?

What's this?

It looks nice on me.

What?
-You look like Sallah Shabati.

No, I don't, it reminds me
of my Grandpa Meir.

Too bad you didn't
get to meet him.

Yes, it is too bad.

I'm keeping this.
-What for?

I don't know. Maybe I'll wear it
for the class picture.

You intend to wear that outside?
-Yeah, doesn't it look nice on me?

It's a little weird.

I think it's nice.
-You won't feel comfortable.

If I feel uncomfortable,
'll take it off.

Have a nice day.

It's not an army cap, Shlomtzi,

it's my grandfather's hat.
It's traditional.

It really looks good on you, teacher.
-Thank you.

You should wear it all the time.

Are you looking for
something specific?

No, anything eatable.

There should be a pita
in the freezer.

Here you go.

Are these Mom's schnitzels?
-Yeah. It's been in the freezer for 6 months.

I should throw it out.
-Yeah? -Yes, throw it out.

Who is it?

Nati. -Hi.

Wait a minute.
Just a second.

Hi, I'm so glad you're here.

I'm not disturbing
the young couple, am I?

The young couple isn't here,
it's only me.

Want some coffee?
-Definitely.

I know...
It's awful.

No, it's just...

It just feels weird
talking to you like this.

I hardly recognize you.
-Neither do I.

Tzadik.

Who, me?
-Yes, you.

Have you prayed
the afternoon prayer yet?

Actually, I haven't.

Please help us, we're short
one person for a quorum.

Gladly.
-Thank you.

Welcome. -Hello.
-Please, come in.

Tunisian?
-Yes.

How are you feeling?

Are you alright?

If one more person asks me
if I'm alright, I'll shoot him.

You're not scaring me.

I'm waiting for an answer.
-I'm perfectly fine.

My mother died
and I'm fine.

You want me to cry all day?

People are worried about you,
that's all.

They don't want you to feel alone.
-Maybe I want to feel alone.

It's your choice.

As long as you know that you
can choose not to be alone.

If you accidentally, happen to suddenly
feel a bit less "fine".

OK.

What's happening on the Sabbath?

We haven't spent the Sabbath
together for a long time.

Hello. How are you?
Hello, wife.

What grew on your husband's head?
-I'm glad you're here.

What do you think?

This one or this one?

You're going abroad?
-No, it's for a class photo.

For a school named
after Sallah Shabati?

Does it bother you?
-No, not really.

That hat is ridiculous, Amir.
-It's a matter of taste.

I think I look much better with it.

Have you been drinking?

I completed a quorum
in a Tunisian synagogue.

When the prayers were over, they opened
a bottle of arrack, for the mood.

Since when do you drink arrack?
-Since today.

OK... I gotta go.
Roi is at my place.

It was great seeing you.
-Me too.

Come when I'm around too, eh?
And I don't mean next year.

How about this Sabbath?
What should I bring, Yifat?

Yourself.
-I could do that.

OK. Bye, Yifat.
-Bye. -Bye, Mr. Shabati.

Didn't we say we'd spend
the Sabbath alone?

We haven't had
a minute to ourselves.

I don't understand,
don't you want to be alone with me?

That's ridiculous.
Of course I do, you know that.

Then why did you invite him?

You should've been here.
Nati is all alone and miserable.

The only thing he asked was,
"What's happening on the Shabbat?"

I couldn't avoid it.
you couldn't, you couldn't.

It's not the end of world, we'll have
some friends over... -Friends?

You invited everyone?
-Not yet, but if Nati's coming,

it's an opportunity
to make a meal like we used to.

You'll see, they'll come for dinner

and then they'll leave

and we'll have the rest of
the Sabbath to ourselves.

Me and you.

All alone.

Alone.

Hi, Yifati.

Really?
Sure, of course I'll come.

I'll make the pasta salad.

I'm bringing pasta on the Sabbath.

What? Yes, OK.

No, I didn't hear about it.

No, she didn't call.

It's strange.

Listen, I have to go, I'm at work.

OK, I have to go.

OK, I promise.

Bye.

What's the matter?

My friends are organizing
a Sabbath meal.

And?
-It seems I wasn't invited.

So what?
-Nothing, it's just strange.

Maybe they'll still call.

Maybe.

Hey.

Maybe they're doing you a favor.

Who wants to have dinner with
a bunch of religious people?

I'll make you a Sabbath meal.

Three courses, four forks.
-Four! -Four.

Whatever you want.

I'll even make Kiddush,
if you behave.

Where do you put your dry vegetables?
-Where there's room.

You really did some shopping.
-Yes, for the Sabbath.

Aren't you spending
the Sabbath with Dad?

Actually, I thought
I'd stay here.

It's just that I'm invited
to Amir and Yifat.

Would you like to come along?

No, I don't think so.
I don't know anyone there. -Right.

Actually, the girl who returned
my Lonely Planet...

I spoke to her during the shivah.
-Reut. -Reut. She's sweet.

Smart, yes. Pretty,
a bit complex, tough.

"Sweet," I wouldn't say that.
-She seemed sweet to me. -OK.

Will she be there?
I don't think so. No, no.

Maybe.
-Is it alright if I come along?

Yes... I'll have to talk to
Amir and Yifat, but I think so.

OK, thanks.

First course: Antipasti with
a touch of balsamic vinegar.

Second course:
Roast beef "a la Assaf."

And for dessert:
Chocolate balls with cookies.

What do you say?
-They called. -Who?

My friends.
They invited me for the Sabbath meal.

You're not missing anything, religious
people don't know how to cook anyway.

I told them I'm coming.

Oh.

Cool.

More chocolate balls for me.

Why don't you come with me?
Would you like to?

Thanks, I'm not a masochist.

They're nice.
-Great.

I don't feel like spending
the Sabbath with religious people.

They're not from the dark ages.
You can come the way you are.

Really? Is that what you think
is going to happen on Friday night?

You'll come as you are
and they'll accept you?

Do you have a problem
with my religious friends?

You have a problem with them.

What do you want?
-I don't want you to get hurt.

I want you to understand that they're
your friends, but not on the Sabbath.

On weekdays, in kosher restaurants,
in their homes. Never in yours.

They won't compromise, Hodaya.
They can't.

I don't understand
why you insist on compromising.

I'm not compromising

I just want to be with my friends
the way I used to.

You can't!
You're not the way you used to be.

Remember it when you wear a skirt
and wash your hands

and say a blessing after the meal.

Let me guess, they told you
to bring only wine, right?

What's that got to do with anything?

When you kept kosher
did you also bring only wine?

You're just being paranoid.
The wine is a coincidence.

I really hope so.
For your sake.

Hi, man.

How are you, Michael?
Everything OK?

Is it ready?
-Yes. -Twenty, right?

Take care. Thank you.

How are you? -Fine, and you?
-Good, see you.

I thought you'd never get here.
Did you bring everything? -Yes.

Where did you buy the meat?
-The place you wrote on the note.

"Sharabi"?
-Yes.

"A woman of valor, who can find?"

Yifati, this needs more salt.

You know who I met
in the market today?

The girl you went to school
with in "Orot".

What's her name?
The one who went out with Nati.

Tzofnat.
-Tzofnat Harel. -Yes.

You spoke?
-Yes, she's nice.

She said I look
completely different.

Yes, like an imbecile.

Excuse me?

I don't get it, are you wearing
that stupid hat on purpose?

To embarrass me?
-What's it got to do with you?

What do you mean?
You're my husband.

Yes, but I don't tell you what
to cover your head wit«h.

Because I don't wear Hourani
(also shabby) hats. -It's Tunisian.

Houran is on the
Syrian-Turkish border.

Did you cut toilet paper?
-Yes.

I also lit the lights in the hallway
and prepared the candles.

Great.

"Blessed are You, the Lord
our God, King of the universe...

"Who has sanctified us
with His commandments

"and commanded us to
light the Shabbat candles."

Amen.

Good Sabbath.
-Good Sabbath.

Do you really plan
to wear that all evening?

Maybe.
Why does it bother you so much?

Why do you continue with this joke?
Especially when everyone is here?

Yifat, in my home
I wear what I like.

Good Sabbath.

"May there be abundant peace
from heaven. -Amen.

"He who creates peace
in His celestial heights,

"may He create peace for us
and for all Israel;

"Amen."

Roi?
-Gabi.

How are things?
-Good.

Wow, it's been so many years.
-Years.

How are you?
-Fine.

Do you live here?
-No, I'm looking for an apartment.

And you? -I'm living in Givat Shmuel.
-You don't say.

This is my brother, Nati.
-Nice to meet you. -Hi.

I was very sorry to hear
about your mother.

I heard about it after the shivah
was over, so... -It's OK.

How are you holding up?
-It's harder than I thought.

But...
-Yes, OK...

People are waiting for me...
We'll talk. -Terrific.

I'll get in touch, I promise.

Good Sabbath.
Good Sabbath. -Good Sabbath.

He wasn't expecting to hear
a detailed account.

He asked, so I answered.
What's your problem?

Roi, not everyone has to know
exactly what you're feeling.

Why are you angry?
-I'm not.

Good Sabbath.

Good Sabbath.

What's with the hat?
-What do you care?

Don't tell me it embarrasses you.

We better answer that.

Be my guest.
Good Sabbath, everyone.

Anyone home?
-We're here.

Hodaya is on the way,
she's paying the taxi driver.

Good Sabbath.

Yesterday it was you, now you,
is it contagious?

Good Sabbath, Roi. -Good Sabbath.
-We're glad you came. -Thanks.

Good Sabbath.

What is all this?

Thanks. Wow,
looks like excellent wine.

What's with the hats?

OK... can we make Kiddush?
I'm dying of thirst.

We're waiting for Reut.

I'll open the wine,
so it can breathe a little.

She brought the wine in a taxi.

Take a seat.

What's going on?
You two look pissed off. -Nah.

Everything's fine, don't worry.
C'mon, let's go back in.

It's nice... -Yeah?
-This thingamabob. -C'mon.

"...Supreme Ruler of All,

"the Holy Blessed One.

"Come-in peace, angels of peace,

"Messengers of the Most High,

"The Supreme Ruler of All

"Depart in peace, angels of peace,

"Messengers of the Most High,

"The Supreme Ruler of All,

"the Holy Blessed One."

I've never seen anything like that.
-It's a wedding gift.

Does it have a name?
-Actually^ I threw the box out.

Yes. That's why
we couldn't exchange it.

I didn't know
you wanted to exchange it.

The food's burning on the hot plate,
letns wash hands.

There's one more cup here,
does anyone want to drink it?

Hodaya?
-No, thanks.

I forgot, non-religious folks
don't drink cheap wine,

they drink semi-dry
sauvignon "Mont Blanc."

"Mont Blanc" is a cheese.

Let's go wash our hands.. -

Guests first.
-Thanks.

Hey, wash your hands.

You don't have to,
if it makes you uncomfortable.

Why are you making
a big deal out of it,

you think she has a problem
washing her hands?

I think I'll pass this time.

Thank you.

So... what do you do, Roi?

I'm studying for my bar exams.

God willing, after that I hope to
get into "Grossman-Tzuberi,"

it's a pretty big law firm.

That's it.
I'm working there one day a week,

they let me clean up
the coffee corner.

He's also looking for
an apartment, urgently! -Yes.

You changed your ringtone.
Nice.

Sorry.

Ready for the main course?

I'd like to make a toast.

To Amir and Yifat.

The mother and father
of the Sabbath.

Nice going, dude.'

And of course...
to their amazing hats.

One day we'll all get married...

and wear such beautiful hats.

Cheers.

Obviously, except for Hodaya,
she won't be wearing hats at all.

Is it our fault? -What?
-This awful atmosphere.

Excuse me, what did we do?

It's Nati.
'll rip his head off.

And me?

Now that you mention it...
-Maybe it is our fault.

What do you suggest?

Why don't we postpone this silly
fight about the hats till later.

See you, Grandpa.

Is it OK?

Nice.

Oh! Now you look pretty.

Want some?
I'd love some, thanks.

He's so sweet. My brother is such
a sweetheart. You're ,so sweet.

From now on,
he'll be with us every Sabbath.

Isn't it nice, Reut, that Roi
will be with us every Sabbath?

Because he's sweet.
You're sweet.

You can pour me
some more, sweetheart.

That's enough.
-He's looking after me.

Where's Hodaya's wine?
Why aren't we drinking it?

I've had enough
of this sweet stuff.

We're not allowed to drink
Hodaya's wine. -Why?

Because we're not allowed to enjoy
anything that desecrates the Sabbath.

Have you forgotten, Hodaya?

OK, Nati. -What?
-It's time to go home.

She didn't desecrate the Sabbath. -No?
Ask* the driver who brought her here.

When did you tell him to come back?
-Nati. -What?

Say the blessing, we're going.
-What? -Say the blessing.

No, it's OK. You can stay,
I'm going. I've had enough.

No! C'mon, Hodaya.
No, don't go...

C'mon, Hodaya,
he's completely drunk.

You came with a taxi?
-Yes, I came with a taxi!

I'm not religious!

Way to go, Nati. -What can I say?
The girl knows how to make an exit.

Shut up.

OK, maybe...

we can ask your Russian neighbor
to turn the light on.

Slava? He's not a gentile.

You're such a retard.
-You shouldn't call an orphan names.

Enough.
-What?

I didn't have the heart
to leave you in the dark...

especially before the
chocolate mousse. -Good Sabbath.

Yes, Assaf.

Undex the crate of "Absolut."
Did you find it?

How was it?
It was... great.

Yes.

Bye.

Do you happen to have
any chocolate mousse?

I only wanted it to be
the way it used to be.

Are you so unhappy now?

What are you talking about?
I've never been happier.

It doesn't seem that way.

Did the beret ruin everything?

I don't know what's wrong with me.

Come here.

You have to stop going into hysterics
whenever you stop loving me a little.

But I love...
-Let me finish.

You thought being married
would be wonderful.

But... what can you do,
it's not always like that.

Sometimes it's bad,
or nothing special

or your husband has bad taste
and he's a nuisance.

It's not terrible
to stop loving a little.

I really love you.
-I know.

But not always.

So what do we do?

Try not to get scared.

OK.

You don't always love me too?
-Are you nuts?

I love you all the time.

Watch it.

You can still make it
to the late service.

What for?

You want to tell me
what's wrong?

My mother is dead.

What do you want?
Want me to start crying?

To tell you how hard it is for me?
It's not. OK?

It's only been three weeks.
Give yourself some time.

Did you know that your hands
are just like Mom's?

It feels the same.

You even have the same fingers.

I'll pray at home at least.

Should I put the food on the hotplate?
-Yes.

"And God blessed the seventh day
and He sanctified it.

"Blessed are You, the Lord our God
King of the Universe,

"Creator of the
fruit of the vine." -Amen.

You made schnitzel?

It's Mom's.
From the freezer.

Shall we wash our hands?
-Are you sure we should eat it?

You mean, health-wise?

No. Maybe we ought to keep
-Till when?

I don't know.
Just, keep it.