Where Do You Live? (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript
This is my Hai.
My eldest son is filming an event.
I'm crazy about you.
You're not in the right direction.
-Then why were they laughing?
Because it was funny,
but this isn't a funny-guy school,
this is a drama school.
I'm sick of playing games.
I want you.
You may be able to stop
going on all those dates.
I'm done.
Esther.
Forget it.
Do it for your mother.
I'm not your typical Bukharian.
Finally someone in this world
who feels exactly like me.
My daughter has class.
You have to decide.
He won't marry you.
He'll marry one of our Bukharian girls.
I'm flying to India.
Because I was made for you...
Margo, sing something.
I trust you with all my heart.
I was his first love.
Oh, really?
Do you like your new ring?
I'd rather have a wedding ring.
I want to get a divorce.
I miss you all, Margo.
Please open the door.
By order of Stalin,
all the synagogues were closed.
We had a basement
with double walls
and we hid the Torah scroll
between the walls.
We'll go together,
just you and me.
Honeymoon in Uzbekistan.
So I shouldn't come back?
-Not for me.
Morning. Airport.
We're leaving for Uzbekistan
in a few hours
to find out what lies behind
Grandma Heftzigul's picture.
What are you doing here?
I'm flying to Tashkent.
India?
India via Tashkent.
Don't film her.
Dear listeners.
Today is a joyous day
and a historic day
for our family.
My two grandsons,
Bekhor and Hai darling,
are in the beautiful city of Bukhara.
I have many memories
from Bukhara,
but more than all,
the ancient Torah scroll
that is in the basement
of my late father's home,
which was hidden
before we left for Israel.
I hope and pray
to Almighty God
that my grandsons, Bekhor and Hai,
will find the scroll, bring it to Israel
and make me very happy.
Three, two, one.
Action.
Bukhara...
We've arrived in beautiful Bukhara.
As you can...
We are the Shem-Tov brothers.
I was born here
in Bukhara
and Hai was born in Israel,
but we were always raised
on Grandma's stories.
No, man, go ahead,
I don't want to interrupt.
What's your problem?
-Keep talking.
I'll film.
You talk, I'll film.
What do you say?
If you don't talk, I talk.
If you talk, I don't talk.
Want me to film?
No problem, but talk.
Say how beautiful it is here,
how everything stayed exactly the same.
That's the problem,
that everything stayed exactly the same.
I know what your problem is.
It's all because of her.
No way,
I have no feelings for her.
Esti really stole my heart.
She's so sweet.
Good thing
she's leaving for India.
What's going on?
-I missed my connection.
Next flight to India
is in three days.
So? Uzbekistan, huh?
Or Kyrgyzstan?
Where are we?
Uzbekistan.
Beautiful Bukhara.
Not as beautiful as you,
but beautiful.
This is the Poi Kalan,
the big mosque.
The Minarai Kalan is behind us.
Legend has it
that whoever was against the Emir
was thrown off the top
and killed on the spot.
So what are we doing?
Listen, we're on a mission and stuff,
you won't have too much fun with us.
Walk around, see stuff.
Ask where the Mechoseh is.
Okay.
I prefer traveling
on my own in any case.
I'll go with her.
-Shut up.
What did you guys say?
-It wasn't about you.
"Keep filming."
He wants me to keep filming.
Okay.
So...
Bye.
Make Grandma proud.
Not in a gay way,
in a Bukharian way.
Not nice.
Not nice to do this to Esti.
A man doesn't have to tell
his woman everything.
Be a man.
Dafi.
What?
There's an internet store over there,
get a map,
so you don't get lost.
Now we can start.
Go do your job,
leave the talking to me.
Okay, two, one...
Do it good.
Action.
What's going on, Melika?
Who's coming?
Are we having guests?
-No.
Then why are you making
so much food?
Who's gonna eat all this?
Don't come in here.
I'm busy.
Okay.
Put that down.
Let's have some tea together,
finally we're alone.
Is this what we retired for?
Come on.
Sweetheart,
how about I take you to Moscow?
Can you tell me why?
Why what?
Why Hai and Bekhor don't call.
They've never done this before.
I trust them with all my heart.
They're not babies!
Sit down.
Sit down.
Only you can sit and eat
in this pigsty.
You're an animal!
Look at this filth.
You don't mind eating in this mess.
What mess?
-Get up.
In Bukhara we walk tonight
We made our dream come true tonight
In Bukhara we walk tonight
We made our dream come true tonight
Bekhor was born and raised in Bukhara,
so he knows
all the streets and alleyways.
He'll show Hai where we lived.
The Lyabi Hauz,
the pond in the city center
is the place where
concerts and shows are held.
Bukhara is clean, quiet, safe,
the people are nice and hospitable.
Bekhor, you have enough footage
of me walking down the street.
Who was filming you?
Then let's focus more on...
looking for the house,
maybe stop with the camera?
Oh my god.
-What?
Are you filming the house?
It's Nasreddin
on the famous donkey!
Only here
are there famous donkeys.
Why are you so grumpy?
You think she's okay on her own?
Esti?
Dafi.
Oh, now you care?
You sent her away like a dog.
There's no signal here.
We'd be better off in India.
I have to call her.
Look at the donkey.
Look at the donkey!
Excuse me.
How much?
10.000 som.
One dollar?
Okay, I'll give it to you for 5.000.
No, no, no, it's okay,
I give you. I give you.
Okay.
So I'll take this
and this and this
and this.
And presents.
Thank you.
-Thank you.
What?
I'm a porter.
No, no, no, it's okay,
no, no, no.
How much?
1.000 som.
A quarter?
Okay.
I'm looking for a gift for Hai.
On the computer?
Let's go to the mall.
Come see.
-What?
I want to buy Hai
all the works of Hanoch Levin.
For his birthday?
You don't have to have a birthday
to buy a gift.
For your engagement?
-No, Dad.
A gift for someone I love.
But why Hanoch Rosen?
How can a mime write a book?
Levin, Hanoch Levin,
Dad, the playwright.
Buy him some gold,
it's good to show at the engagement.
Gold chains?
I don't like that.
Come on,
it doesn't cost anything to look.
Now we're talking.
That's actually nice.
-Yes.
How much is it?
Maybe you're better off with...
Hanoch Rosen.
Maybe here.
-Here?
Are you looking for the house?
-No, I'm looking for a signal.
I have to call her.
Dafi?
Esti, not Dafi.
Call Mom instead,
tell her we made it safe and sound.
Do you even know
where we're going?
We've been walking around
for hours.
This is Grandma's street,
all the way to the end.
Hold this.
All the way to the end.
Film me.
And...
While looking for...
the house where
Grandma's Torah scroll is hidden,
we enjoyed the enchanting views
of beautiful Bukhara
and found the donkey.
Cut.
Not authentic.
I'm in shock!
There's no one here,
it's so boring.
Your kids and grandkids
always played here.
There was always lots of action.
It's so quiet lately.
There's no one here.
I'm in shock.
Are you waiting for guests?
Is there something I should know?
No.
Now you're lonely like me,
poor thing.
No one visits you,
no one cares how you are.
Don't take it to heart.
I'll eat, even though I'm full.
Don't be sad.
Thank you.
So, tell me what's new.
There's nothing to tell.
What's new?
I didn't come here to eat.
Tell me about the kids.
Say something.
They're okay.
They're in Uzbekistan.
I know.
How do you know?
Your mother was talking about it
on the radio.
That witch!
They're fine, enjoying themselves.
They keep calling.
What good kids.
What about the Ashkenazi boyfriend?
Is your daughter getting married?
I don't know
what you're talking about.
Here!
He's her boss.
They're going to work.
-Bye, Mom. -Bye, Mom.
He came to pick her up for work.
Bye.
Are you having guests?
No!
Poor Bekhor, he deserves
to have a good time after the divorce.
Divorce?
What are you talking about?
Did you hear that on the radio too?
Don't believe anything
you hear in the media.
I saw with my own eyes,
Margo going out at night
by herself.
She goes to the photo shop
in the evenings.
Evenings?
Evenings means evening after evening.
Like night after night,
that's nights.
I didn't know the shop
was open 24/7
like a convenience store.
Have you seen Margo?
Nope.
I'm stuck here in the jungle.
What now, Bekhor?
I'm calling Grandma,
she should at least
tell us how to get out of here.
Shit, there's no signal.
I have that on film.
You idiot!
What's the big deal?
Come on...
-Lighten up.
Why did you film it?
-Laugh a little.
I fall down and you film me,
you jerk?
I help you up
and you push me down?
Why do you...
-Ow, my leg.
Why do you have to piss me off?
What's your problem?
You've been pissing me off since
we got here. -Are you serious? -Yes.
I'm gonna lay into you now.
I'll tear you apart.
Come on.
I'm gonna take everything out on you.
-Bekhor, let go.
Are you trying
to make a fool out of me?
I'll tear you apart.
Hi!
Are you girls lost?
What grave did she come out of?
-No,
we were just wondering
how you're doing.
How did you get here?
I was visiting
the city's famous Chor Minor.
This place is amazing
I know, it's right here, on the right.
It's that way.
-That way.
Come on, Muslim Brotherhood.
Bekhor, my leg really hurts.
-Drop dead.
You're one helluva brother.
No problem, your album
will be ready this week,
but we'll have to talk about it later
at the shop, okay?
-Thank you.
Melika?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
My Zumba class is here.
Mine too, I came for the Zum...
Zuma.
Really? -Yes.
Yes. In Bukhara I did lots of...
Zuma.
I've never seen you here before.
Yes, it's my first time here.
Now that I'm retired,
I have time,
so I came to Zuma.
Good for you, Mom.
Now let's go in,
you don't want to be late
for your first lesson.
Go in.
I knew that, but they changed
the names of the streets,
it's confusing, but...
I have a photographic memory.
Too bad you kept taking
photographs of the donkey.
I know the way to the hotel from here,
don't worry.
Come on, I have to call Esti.
There was a little bit
of a signal before...
Here we go, here, wait.
No.
Let me help you.
Put your arm on me.
This place is a cemetery.
You can say that again.
No, you idiot,
it's Grandpa's cemetery.
It looks like a mosque.
-With a Star of David on top?
Bekhor, forget about the cemetery.
My leg is killing me.
-Is this it?
And I don't want
to wake up the ghosts.
Hey, Bekhor!
Which Grandpa?
Hai, I'm pretty sure I remember
where Grandpa is buried.
Come on, I'll show you.
I'm not taking
any more chances with you.
You're liable to take us back
to the donkey statue.
Come on.
This will be great for our film.
Let's go film there.
-I can't walk anymore.
I can't, it hurts.
You haven't stopped complaining
since we got here.
This hurts, that's no good,
you're hot, you're cold.
You didn't like her showing up...
Okay, I'll come with you.
No, it's okay.
Stay with him.
Here.
Oh my god, what is this?
Now I understand
where you got your eyebrows from.
Mine are relatively okay.
They got better in Israel.
Evolution.
This is insane, everyone looks like you,
you gotta see this.
Haimov, Shakarov,
Abdurachmanov.
Kuzayev,
Borukhov.
Mula Hai Ishan, my grandfather.
What?
-My grandfather, Mula Hai Ishan,
"the People's Artist of Uzbekistan."
Oh my god.
My grandfather was a rabbi
but was also the People's Artist,
the highest title there is
for an artist in Uzbekistan.
And you didn't know that?
No.
I had no idea.
Wow. My grandfather was one of
the most important artists in Uzbekistan.
You see?
The gozhgizha never falls far
from the joma.
It's insane.
How come no one ever told you?
Maybe they didn't want to put
any ideas in my head.
Didn't work.
Stop, passerby.
Don't step on our ashes.
This is our home,
but you are just a visitor.
Where did you come from?
Where from?
From there,
the world to come.
I see you're looking
for someone.
Perhaps I can help you.
Yes. It's so nice that you have people
working here 24 hours a day.
No, no.
I came especially for you,
dear friend.
Yes, I'm looking
for my grandfather's grave.
His name was Hai Ishan HaCohen,
he was the synagogue rabbi.
You may know him.
I knew your grandfather
very well.
Rabbi Hai Ishan HaCohen.
He was a well-known, respected man.
He did so much good
for the local Jewish community.
Our rabbi.
I'm sorry, but would it be
all right if I filmed you?
We're making a film here
and it would be so great.
Just one moment.
Mister?
Pops?
Hello?
Grandpa, we're here.
I may have missed that
if you weren't here.
Thank you.
So it's a good thing
I showed up, huh?
Babe.
I've been trying
to reach you all day.
What?
I can't believe
you managed to get threw right now,
it's fate.
Baby,
I was worried about you.
How's it going?
There's no signal here,
I can't hear
what you're saying.
Everything's okay.
We arrived safely and...
How are you doing?
I'm starting my internship tomorrow.
Oh, that's right.
Good luck.
Within a year
you'll take over the entire firm.
Esti and Associates.
I miss you.
I found Grandpa's grave.
-Really? -Yes.
How did you find it?
Who's there with you?
How did you find a signal?
The funniest thing happened, Esti.
What?
Don't tell her
she's here with us.
Bekhor, Bekhor found Grandpa's grave
and it turns out he was one
of the most important artists here.
I can't hear anything.
I love you.
Me too.
Anyway, go in...
and light a candle
and talk to me later.
Bye, sweetie.
How's the clown?
Having fun?
The actor is enjoying himself.
It sounds like
they're really enjoying themselves.
I bet they are.
What do you mean?
He's overseas.
Still, he's not exactly in Sweden,
it's Uzbekistan.
Don't say that.
Your mother was from Bukhara
and she was a beautiful woman.
My mother came from there
and she was a beautiful woman too.
My mother's mother was really...
ugly, like a witch.
Used to dye her hair
with a toothbrush.
So ugly.
Well?
It was great.
I've never had so much fun.
-Good.
Then come every Thursday.
-Next week?
No, no.
That was enough for my entire life.
Now come eat at our house.
I made sholamosh.
No, thank you, I have plans.
What plans?
Plans.
I...
You don't have to tell me, but...
I'm just going for coffee
with a girlfriend.
Good.
Here in Tel Kabir?
Bye, Melika.
It was great seeing you here.
You really surprised me.
No, no, I'm sweating.
All the best.
How did you find the grave?
They are so many.
There was an old man
who showed me exactly where it is.
What old man?
-I have no idea.
I think he's the manager here
or something.
I told you there were ghosts here.
Here it is.
Hai,
just before we immigrated to Israel,
when I was about eight,
I asked Mom for a little brother.
She said,
"Go ask your father."
I went and asked Dad,
he said, "Go ask your mother."
And just before we left for Israel
I came to Grandpa's grave one last time
and I asked him to send me
a gift to Israel, a baby brother.
Then you were born
a year after we arrived in Israel,
on the anniversary of his death,
on the 9th of the month of Sivan.
That's why we named you Hai,
you understand?
What does it say here?
"When I was born...
"Everyone was smiling
and I was crying.
"On the day I died,
everyone was crying
"and I was smiling."
Khenda means smiling.
Turn the camera on.
I want to film this.
Hold on a sec.
For the elevation of the my grandfather's soul,
Hai Ishan HaCohen, son of Heftziba,
may his soul be forever bound
in the bond of life. -Amen.
Grandpa,
we came to take
your Torah scroll home.
Khenda .
Hello, dear brother.
-Hello, welcome.
We came this morning,
I'm sure you remember.
There were two of you this morning,
now you're three.
Would you like a bigger room?
No, no, no.
Give her another room.
A separate room?
-Yes.
Please give me your passports.
Everything okay? -Yes.
He just got you a room.
Of your own.
101. 103.
Thank you.
Shall I help you?
-No, it's okay.
I'll take our luggage,
you take the camera, okay?
Thank you.
It was so stupid not telling Esti
that Dafi is here.
It would've been so stupid
if you would've told her.
I feel so bad now,
as if I'm doing something wrong.
Don't worry about it,
it's all good.
Don't be a faggot.
What are you doing?
-I'm calling Esti.
Don't be an idiot.
You'll get the exact opposite.
It'll give Esti all kinds of ideas,
she won't sleep till you get back.
It's not like you're doing anything.
No, of course not.
Are you doing anything?
-No.
Did you do anything?
-No.
I'm right here,
what could I have done?
Then there's nothing to worry about.
This is nas kadu, chewing tobacco.
The best stuff you can get
in Bukhara.
One of the strongest substances
in nature.
Under the tongue.
Gross.
Amazing.
What do we do now?
We wait.
It's burning my mouth.
I can't understand
what you're saying.
As if we can understand
what you're saying.
It's so hot.
It's so hot.
My darling little brother
Tonight is your night,
my darling brother
Get on top of her,
my darling brother
Party all night,
my little brother
My darling little brother...
I told you to stop that.
Margo is a good girl,
she'd never cheat on Bekhor.
She's a noble woman,
a good wife.
Good? Nonsense.
Every bad girl started off
as a good girl, Abo.
As if your son is a good boy.
Don't touch me. Are you crazy?
I'm all stiff.
Sorry, sorry.
I didn't touch you.
What?
Girlfriend...
My ass.
I'm not private detective,
why am I doing this?
She's with a strange man.
Maybe he's a relative.
I know all her relatives.
If Bekhor saw this,
he'd kill her.
A married woman.
Has she no shame?
She's not even divorced yet.
Margo's not like that.
Keep quiet.
Driver, keep driving
and don't lose them.
Hurry, hurry.
Stop!
Slut.
Why do you call her a slut?
Look.
Let's go in, I'll kill him.
Abo, calm down.
Welcome to the New Star Club in Azur!
Let's hear it for our new karaoke star.
Don't forget where she started off, okay?
The Pearl of the Middle East, Margo!
Tell me that you mean it
Your silence is roaring
What a sad day...
A sad day.
Tell me why you're ignoring...
She's singing.
Tell me, truth or false
Tell me something
Tell me, because perhaps
I forgot what emotions are...
She's just singing,
not cheating.
Not a slut.
Tell me, because perhaps it's true
Don't have any expectations
Don't have any illusions...
She sings nice.
You don't put on lipstick for me
anymore like you used to
What a sad day...
A sad day
Want to go inside?
No, I don't want her to see me.
Come on, the taxi's waiting.
Tell me something...
Can you liven it up a little?
Tell me, because perhaps
I forgot what emotions are...
She's a babe, a mega-babe.
If I were you,
I wouldn't be able to hold myself together.
I'd do her.
What? What are you doing?
Look how photogenic she is.
And with the buildings of Bukhara
in the background. Gorgeous.
Don't you have your own fantasies?
You have to go for my ex-girlfriends?
You're disgusting.
You said you don't have feelings
for her anymore. -I don't.
Although she was really great
at the cemetery today.
All day, come to think of it.
Do me a favor, delete those pictures
so I don't get into trouble.
No way, I'll keep them in my file,
don't worry.
Go take a shower, I'm done.
I'll take a shower tomorrow,
freshen up.
Besides, there's a good show on TV.
Otalar Sozi,
a Bukharian soap opera.
Darn, my suitcase.
This is Dafi's.
Bekhor, could you go give her this
and get mine?
I'm all wet...
Bekhor!
Tomorrow,
I'll take a shower tomorrow.
You asshole.
Yes?
Hi.
Hey.
I...
I...
Hai.
-Yeah.
I have your suitcase
and you have mine and...
and I got out of the shower
and I need clothes.
Okay.
I didn't notice,
I didn't open the suitcase yet.
Come in.
My eldest son is filming an event.
I'm crazy about you.
You're not in the right direction.
-Then why were they laughing?
Because it was funny,
but this isn't a funny-guy school,
this is a drama school.
I'm sick of playing games.
I want you.
You may be able to stop
going on all those dates.
I'm done.
Esther.
Forget it.
Do it for your mother.
I'm not your typical Bukharian.
Finally someone in this world
who feels exactly like me.
My daughter has class.
You have to decide.
He won't marry you.
He'll marry one of our Bukharian girls.
I'm flying to India.
Because I was made for you...
Margo, sing something.
I trust you with all my heart.
I was his first love.
Oh, really?
Do you like your new ring?
I'd rather have a wedding ring.
I want to get a divorce.
I miss you all, Margo.
Please open the door.
By order of Stalin,
all the synagogues were closed.
We had a basement
with double walls
and we hid the Torah scroll
between the walls.
We'll go together,
just you and me.
Honeymoon in Uzbekistan.
So I shouldn't come back?
-Not for me.
Morning. Airport.
We're leaving for Uzbekistan
in a few hours
to find out what lies behind
Grandma Heftzigul's picture.
What are you doing here?
I'm flying to Tashkent.
India?
India via Tashkent.
Don't film her.
Dear listeners.
Today is a joyous day
and a historic day
for our family.
My two grandsons,
Bekhor and Hai darling,
are in the beautiful city of Bukhara.
I have many memories
from Bukhara,
but more than all,
the ancient Torah scroll
that is in the basement
of my late father's home,
which was hidden
before we left for Israel.
I hope and pray
to Almighty God
that my grandsons, Bekhor and Hai,
will find the scroll, bring it to Israel
and make me very happy.
Three, two, one.
Action.
Bukhara...
We've arrived in beautiful Bukhara.
As you can...
We are the Shem-Tov brothers.
I was born here
in Bukhara
and Hai was born in Israel,
but we were always raised
on Grandma's stories.
No, man, go ahead,
I don't want to interrupt.
What's your problem?
-Keep talking.
I'll film.
You talk, I'll film.
What do you say?
If you don't talk, I talk.
If you talk, I don't talk.
Want me to film?
No problem, but talk.
Say how beautiful it is here,
how everything stayed exactly the same.
That's the problem,
that everything stayed exactly the same.
I know what your problem is.
It's all because of her.
No way,
I have no feelings for her.
Esti really stole my heart.
She's so sweet.
Good thing
she's leaving for India.
What's going on?
-I missed my connection.
Next flight to India
is in three days.
So? Uzbekistan, huh?
Or Kyrgyzstan?
Where are we?
Uzbekistan.
Beautiful Bukhara.
Not as beautiful as you,
but beautiful.
This is the Poi Kalan,
the big mosque.
The Minarai Kalan is behind us.
Legend has it
that whoever was against the Emir
was thrown off the top
and killed on the spot.
So what are we doing?
Listen, we're on a mission and stuff,
you won't have too much fun with us.
Walk around, see stuff.
Ask where the Mechoseh is.
Okay.
I prefer traveling
on my own in any case.
I'll go with her.
-Shut up.
What did you guys say?
-It wasn't about you.
"Keep filming."
He wants me to keep filming.
Okay.
So...
Bye.
Make Grandma proud.
Not in a gay way,
in a Bukharian way.
Not nice.
Not nice to do this to Esti.
A man doesn't have to tell
his woman everything.
Be a man.
Dafi.
What?
There's an internet store over there,
get a map,
so you don't get lost.
Now we can start.
Go do your job,
leave the talking to me.
Okay, two, one...
Do it good.
Action.
What's going on, Melika?
Who's coming?
Are we having guests?
-No.
Then why are you making
so much food?
Who's gonna eat all this?
Don't come in here.
I'm busy.
Okay.
Put that down.
Let's have some tea together,
finally we're alone.
Is this what we retired for?
Come on.
Sweetheart,
how about I take you to Moscow?
Can you tell me why?
Why what?
Why Hai and Bekhor don't call.
They've never done this before.
I trust them with all my heart.
They're not babies!
Sit down.
Sit down.
Only you can sit and eat
in this pigsty.
You're an animal!
Look at this filth.
You don't mind eating in this mess.
What mess?
-Get up.
In Bukhara we walk tonight
We made our dream come true tonight
In Bukhara we walk tonight
We made our dream come true tonight
Bekhor was born and raised in Bukhara,
so he knows
all the streets and alleyways.
He'll show Hai where we lived.
The Lyabi Hauz,
the pond in the city center
is the place where
concerts and shows are held.
Bukhara is clean, quiet, safe,
the people are nice and hospitable.
Bekhor, you have enough footage
of me walking down the street.
Who was filming you?
Then let's focus more on...
looking for the house,
maybe stop with the camera?
Oh my god.
-What?
Are you filming the house?
It's Nasreddin
on the famous donkey!
Only here
are there famous donkeys.
Why are you so grumpy?
You think she's okay on her own?
Esti?
Dafi.
Oh, now you care?
You sent her away like a dog.
There's no signal here.
We'd be better off in India.
I have to call her.
Look at the donkey.
Look at the donkey!
Excuse me.
How much?
10.000 som.
One dollar?
Okay, I'll give it to you for 5.000.
No, no, no, it's okay,
I give you. I give you.
Okay.
So I'll take this
and this and this
and this.
And presents.
Thank you.
-Thank you.
What?
I'm a porter.
No, no, no, it's okay,
no, no, no.
How much?
1.000 som.
A quarter?
Okay.
I'm looking for a gift for Hai.
On the computer?
Let's go to the mall.
Come see.
-What?
I want to buy Hai
all the works of Hanoch Levin.
For his birthday?
You don't have to have a birthday
to buy a gift.
For your engagement?
-No, Dad.
A gift for someone I love.
But why Hanoch Rosen?
How can a mime write a book?
Levin, Hanoch Levin,
Dad, the playwright.
Buy him some gold,
it's good to show at the engagement.
Gold chains?
I don't like that.
Come on,
it doesn't cost anything to look.
Now we're talking.
That's actually nice.
-Yes.
How much is it?
Maybe you're better off with...
Hanoch Rosen.
Maybe here.
-Here?
Are you looking for the house?
-No, I'm looking for a signal.
I have to call her.
Dafi?
Esti, not Dafi.
Call Mom instead,
tell her we made it safe and sound.
Do you even know
where we're going?
We've been walking around
for hours.
This is Grandma's street,
all the way to the end.
Hold this.
All the way to the end.
Film me.
And...
While looking for...
the house where
Grandma's Torah scroll is hidden,
we enjoyed the enchanting views
of beautiful Bukhara
and found the donkey.
Cut.
Not authentic.
I'm in shock!
There's no one here,
it's so boring.
Your kids and grandkids
always played here.
There was always lots of action.
It's so quiet lately.
There's no one here.
I'm in shock.
Are you waiting for guests?
Is there something I should know?
No.
Now you're lonely like me,
poor thing.
No one visits you,
no one cares how you are.
Don't take it to heart.
I'll eat, even though I'm full.
Don't be sad.
Thank you.
So, tell me what's new.
There's nothing to tell.
What's new?
I didn't come here to eat.
Tell me about the kids.
Say something.
They're okay.
They're in Uzbekistan.
I know.
How do you know?
Your mother was talking about it
on the radio.
That witch!
They're fine, enjoying themselves.
They keep calling.
What good kids.
What about the Ashkenazi boyfriend?
Is your daughter getting married?
I don't know
what you're talking about.
Here!
He's her boss.
They're going to work.
-Bye, Mom. -Bye, Mom.
He came to pick her up for work.
Bye.
Are you having guests?
No!
Poor Bekhor, he deserves
to have a good time after the divorce.
Divorce?
What are you talking about?
Did you hear that on the radio too?
Don't believe anything
you hear in the media.
I saw with my own eyes,
Margo going out at night
by herself.
She goes to the photo shop
in the evenings.
Evenings?
Evenings means evening after evening.
Like night after night,
that's nights.
I didn't know the shop
was open 24/7
like a convenience store.
Have you seen Margo?
Nope.
I'm stuck here in the jungle.
What now, Bekhor?
I'm calling Grandma,
she should at least
tell us how to get out of here.
Shit, there's no signal.
I have that on film.
You idiot!
What's the big deal?
Come on...
-Lighten up.
Why did you film it?
-Laugh a little.
I fall down and you film me,
you jerk?
I help you up
and you push me down?
Why do you...
-Ow, my leg.
Why do you have to piss me off?
What's your problem?
You've been pissing me off since
we got here. -Are you serious? -Yes.
I'm gonna lay into you now.
I'll tear you apart.
Come on.
I'm gonna take everything out on you.
-Bekhor, let go.
Are you trying
to make a fool out of me?
I'll tear you apart.
Hi!
Are you girls lost?
What grave did she come out of?
-No,
we were just wondering
how you're doing.
How did you get here?
I was visiting
the city's famous Chor Minor.
This place is amazing
I know, it's right here, on the right.
It's that way.
-That way.
Come on, Muslim Brotherhood.
Bekhor, my leg really hurts.
-Drop dead.
You're one helluva brother.
No problem, your album
will be ready this week,
but we'll have to talk about it later
at the shop, okay?
-Thank you.
Melika?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
My Zumba class is here.
Mine too, I came for the Zum...
Zuma.
Really? -Yes.
Yes. In Bukhara I did lots of...
Zuma.
I've never seen you here before.
Yes, it's my first time here.
Now that I'm retired,
I have time,
so I came to Zuma.
Good for you, Mom.
Now let's go in,
you don't want to be late
for your first lesson.
Go in.
I knew that, but they changed
the names of the streets,
it's confusing, but...
I have a photographic memory.
Too bad you kept taking
photographs of the donkey.
I know the way to the hotel from here,
don't worry.
Come on, I have to call Esti.
There was a little bit
of a signal before...
Here we go, here, wait.
No.
Let me help you.
Put your arm on me.
This place is a cemetery.
You can say that again.
No, you idiot,
it's Grandpa's cemetery.
It looks like a mosque.
-With a Star of David on top?
Bekhor, forget about the cemetery.
My leg is killing me.
-Is this it?
And I don't want
to wake up the ghosts.
Hey, Bekhor!
Which Grandpa?
Hai, I'm pretty sure I remember
where Grandpa is buried.
Come on, I'll show you.
I'm not taking
any more chances with you.
You're liable to take us back
to the donkey statue.
Come on.
This will be great for our film.
Let's go film there.
-I can't walk anymore.
I can't, it hurts.
You haven't stopped complaining
since we got here.
This hurts, that's no good,
you're hot, you're cold.
You didn't like her showing up...
Okay, I'll come with you.
No, it's okay.
Stay with him.
Here.
Oh my god, what is this?
Now I understand
where you got your eyebrows from.
Mine are relatively okay.
They got better in Israel.
Evolution.
This is insane, everyone looks like you,
you gotta see this.
Haimov, Shakarov,
Abdurachmanov.
Kuzayev,
Borukhov.
Mula Hai Ishan, my grandfather.
What?
-My grandfather, Mula Hai Ishan,
"the People's Artist of Uzbekistan."
Oh my god.
My grandfather was a rabbi
but was also the People's Artist,
the highest title there is
for an artist in Uzbekistan.
And you didn't know that?
No.
I had no idea.
Wow. My grandfather was one of
the most important artists in Uzbekistan.
You see?
The gozhgizha never falls far
from the joma.
It's insane.
How come no one ever told you?
Maybe they didn't want to put
any ideas in my head.
Didn't work.
Stop, passerby.
Don't step on our ashes.
This is our home,
but you are just a visitor.
Where did you come from?
Where from?
From there,
the world to come.
I see you're looking
for someone.
Perhaps I can help you.
Yes. It's so nice that you have people
working here 24 hours a day.
No, no.
I came especially for you,
dear friend.
Yes, I'm looking
for my grandfather's grave.
His name was Hai Ishan HaCohen,
he was the synagogue rabbi.
You may know him.
I knew your grandfather
very well.
Rabbi Hai Ishan HaCohen.
He was a well-known, respected man.
He did so much good
for the local Jewish community.
Our rabbi.
I'm sorry, but would it be
all right if I filmed you?
We're making a film here
and it would be so great.
Just one moment.
Mister?
Pops?
Hello?
Grandpa, we're here.
I may have missed that
if you weren't here.
Thank you.
So it's a good thing
I showed up, huh?
Babe.
I've been trying
to reach you all day.
What?
I can't believe
you managed to get threw right now,
it's fate.
Baby,
I was worried about you.
How's it going?
There's no signal here,
I can't hear
what you're saying.
Everything's okay.
We arrived safely and...
How are you doing?
I'm starting my internship tomorrow.
Oh, that's right.
Good luck.
Within a year
you'll take over the entire firm.
Esti and Associates.
I miss you.
I found Grandpa's grave.
-Really? -Yes.
How did you find it?
Who's there with you?
How did you find a signal?
The funniest thing happened, Esti.
What?
Don't tell her
she's here with us.
Bekhor, Bekhor found Grandpa's grave
and it turns out he was one
of the most important artists here.
I can't hear anything.
I love you.
Me too.
Anyway, go in...
and light a candle
and talk to me later.
Bye, sweetie.
How's the clown?
Having fun?
The actor is enjoying himself.
It sounds like
they're really enjoying themselves.
I bet they are.
What do you mean?
He's overseas.
Still, he's not exactly in Sweden,
it's Uzbekistan.
Don't say that.
Your mother was from Bukhara
and she was a beautiful woman.
My mother came from there
and she was a beautiful woman too.
My mother's mother was really...
ugly, like a witch.
Used to dye her hair
with a toothbrush.
So ugly.
Well?
It was great.
I've never had so much fun.
-Good.
Then come every Thursday.
-Next week?
No, no.
That was enough for my entire life.
Now come eat at our house.
I made sholamosh.
No, thank you, I have plans.
What plans?
Plans.
I...
You don't have to tell me, but...
I'm just going for coffee
with a girlfriend.
Good.
Here in Tel Kabir?
Bye, Melika.
It was great seeing you here.
You really surprised me.
No, no, I'm sweating.
All the best.
How did you find the grave?
They are so many.
There was an old man
who showed me exactly where it is.
What old man?
-I have no idea.
I think he's the manager here
or something.
I told you there were ghosts here.
Here it is.
Hai,
just before we immigrated to Israel,
when I was about eight,
I asked Mom for a little brother.
She said,
"Go ask your father."
I went and asked Dad,
he said, "Go ask your mother."
And just before we left for Israel
I came to Grandpa's grave one last time
and I asked him to send me
a gift to Israel, a baby brother.
Then you were born
a year after we arrived in Israel,
on the anniversary of his death,
on the 9th of the month of Sivan.
That's why we named you Hai,
you understand?
What does it say here?
"When I was born...
"Everyone was smiling
and I was crying.
"On the day I died,
everyone was crying
"and I was smiling."
Khenda means smiling.
Turn the camera on.
I want to film this.
Hold on a sec.
For the elevation of the my grandfather's soul,
Hai Ishan HaCohen, son of Heftziba,
may his soul be forever bound
in the bond of life. -Amen.
Grandpa,
we came to take
your Torah scroll home.
Khenda .
Hello, dear brother.
-Hello, welcome.
We came this morning,
I'm sure you remember.
There were two of you this morning,
now you're three.
Would you like a bigger room?
No, no, no.
Give her another room.
A separate room?
-Yes.
Please give me your passports.
Everything okay? -Yes.
He just got you a room.
Of your own.
101. 103.
Thank you.
Shall I help you?
-No, it's okay.
I'll take our luggage,
you take the camera, okay?
Thank you.
It was so stupid not telling Esti
that Dafi is here.
It would've been so stupid
if you would've told her.
I feel so bad now,
as if I'm doing something wrong.
Don't worry about it,
it's all good.
Don't be a faggot.
What are you doing?
-I'm calling Esti.
Don't be an idiot.
You'll get the exact opposite.
It'll give Esti all kinds of ideas,
she won't sleep till you get back.
It's not like you're doing anything.
No, of course not.
Are you doing anything?
-No.
Did you do anything?
-No.
I'm right here,
what could I have done?
Then there's nothing to worry about.
This is nas kadu, chewing tobacco.
The best stuff you can get
in Bukhara.
One of the strongest substances
in nature.
Under the tongue.
Gross.
Amazing.
What do we do now?
We wait.
It's burning my mouth.
I can't understand
what you're saying.
As if we can understand
what you're saying.
It's so hot.
It's so hot.
My darling little brother
Tonight is your night,
my darling brother
Get on top of her,
my darling brother
Party all night,
my little brother
My darling little brother...
I told you to stop that.
Margo is a good girl,
she'd never cheat on Bekhor.
She's a noble woman,
a good wife.
Good? Nonsense.
Every bad girl started off
as a good girl, Abo.
As if your son is a good boy.
Don't touch me. Are you crazy?
I'm all stiff.
Sorry, sorry.
I didn't touch you.
What?
Girlfriend...
My ass.
I'm not private detective,
why am I doing this?
She's with a strange man.
Maybe he's a relative.
I know all her relatives.
If Bekhor saw this,
he'd kill her.
A married woman.
Has she no shame?
She's not even divorced yet.
Margo's not like that.
Keep quiet.
Driver, keep driving
and don't lose them.
Hurry, hurry.
Stop!
Slut.
Why do you call her a slut?
Look.
Let's go in, I'll kill him.
Abo, calm down.
Welcome to the New Star Club in Azur!
Let's hear it for our new karaoke star.
Don't forget where she started off, okay?
The Pearl of the Middle East, Margo!
Tell me that you mean it
Your silence is roaring
What a sad day...
A sad day.
Tell me why you're ignoring...
She's singing.
Tell me, truth or false
Tell me something
Tell me, because perhaps
I forgot what emotions are...
She's just singing,
not cheating.
Not a slut.
Tell me, because perhaps it's true
Don't have any expectations
Don't have any illusions...
She sings nice.
You don't put on lipstick for me
anymore like you used to
What a sad day...
A sad day
Want to go inside?
No, I don't want her to see me.
Come on, the taxi's waiting.
Tell me something...
Can you liven it up a little?
Tell me, because perhaps
I forgot what emotions are...
She's a babe, a mega-babe.
If I were you,
I wouldn't be able to hold myself together.
I'd do her.
What? What are you doing?
Look how photogenic she is.
And with the buildings of Bukhara
in the background. Gorgeous.
Don't you have your own fantasies?
You have to go for my ex-girlfriends?
You're disgusting.
You said you don't have feelings
for her anymore. -I don't.
Although she was really great
at the cemetery today.
All day, come to think of it.
Do me a favor, delete those pictures
so I don't get into trouble.
No way, I'll keep them in my file,
don't worry.
Go take a shower, I'm done.
I'll take a shower tomorrow,
freshen up.
Besides, there's a good show on TV.
Otalar Sozi,
a Bukharian soap opera.
Darn, my suitcase.
This is Dafi's.
Bekhor, could you go give her this
and get mine?
I'm all wet...
Bekhor!
Tomorrow,
I'll take a shower tomorrow.
You asshole.
Yes?
Hi.
Hey.
I...
I...
Hai.
-Yeah.
I have your suitcase
and you have mine and...
and I got out of the shower
and I need clothes.
Okay.
I didn't notice,
I didn't open the suitcase yet.
Come in.