Shtisel (2013) s02e09 Episode Script

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God willing Libbi will soon be engaged.
I will have to give her an apartment.
PREVIOUSLY ON
Mother has finally recovered
and that's all you can think about?
Libbi
I miss you a little.
I miss you a little too.
-I want to come see you, Libbi.
-It will only cause me pain.
I look at the Talmud,
and all I think about is you.
-Hanina went away for a while.
-Went away? Where to?
To study in a yeshiva in Safed.
That way no one will get
in the way of his studies.
I miss you so badly, Hanina.
I want you to go to his yeshiva.
-We'll get him to divorce her.
-But, Giti, she loves him.
When you love someone,
you don't get up and leave.
They found your grandmother
on a bench by the sea.
Blessed is the True Judge.
Mother is gone.
No, no, no, Shulem stop.
We're not kids anymore.
-Where is everyone?
-Who's everyone?
Akiva?
He's changed since he's taken up
painting again.
-What do you mean?
-He's totally forgotten who he is.
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
Etty Li-on Zingman
Screenplay Editor
Sayed Kashua
Screenplay
Ori Elon and Yehonatan Indursky
Executive Producer and Editor
Dikla Barkai
Director
Alon Zingman
SHTISEL
Miss?
Miss?
What is this?
-Oh, good morning. What time is it?
-Who are you? What are you doing here?
I'm Malka's granddaughter,
the resident who passed away.
-I'll only be here for a week.
-You can't stay here
-with all the old people.
-The director said it would be okay.
The apartment is so crowded
with the shiva.
Would you happen to know
what time it is?
Late.
Nine-thirty.
-Good morning, Miss.
-Thank you. Good morning.
Thank God she didn't suffer.
True, true.
She was righteous.
True.
-Not everyone is that lucky.
-No.
Some people are not that lucky.
"May God comfort you among
the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem."
Amen. Thank you.
Splash your face with cold water,
you're falling asleep.
Yes absolutely.
How you danced
at our wedding, Grandmother.
I did, I did.
I danced at Nuchem's wedding
with the broom and all,
but I danced at your wedding too.
Time flies.
The days slip under the closet
and disappear.
Exactly.
What is that you're singing, Mother?
Don't you remember?
It's the Minsk melody.
Yes, the Minsk melody.
Where is it from, Mother?
It was written
by Rabbi Chaim Mordechai Shtisel,
your great, great grandfather.
Yes.
-Yes, of course.
-When they left Minsk to come here,
he wrote this melody,
this melody from Minsk.
Absolutely, yes.
I am very tired. It's the shiva.
Some subjects you found, Kiva.
Stop it, that's enough!
-Does it bother you?
-It does. It really does.
All right, I'm sorry.
Stop!
Don't mind him, Kive, he's just grouchy.
Grouchy? I'm as calm as a lord
who stepped out of the bath.
-All right, fine, I stopped.
-Thank God.
I have to go as it is.
Where's Libbi?
-Sleeping at the nursing home?
-Why, you want to switch with her?
-Kaufman's waiting for me.
-Him again?
Tell him your father is sitting shiva.
With his brother, the lord.
I'll make it quick.
Who's Kaufman?
Just a guy who pays him to paint.
A secular man with a guilty conscience.
The kind that says
he's the grandson of "The Lion's Roar."
Damn those evil people.
Yes?
Are you coming?
The soup's ready.
Can you take it to the shiva?
Yes.
Tell Grandpa I'll be there later.
I don't have anything to wear.
-Ruchami, it's a shiva, not a wedding.
-I didn't mean for now.
I need something pretty for Shabbat.
-What did you wear last Shabbat?
-I
-need something special.
-Why?
Did you forget?
Hanina's coming from Safed.
Yes.
I must have forgotten
with the funeral and all.
I'm happy for you.
Yeah.
Finally.
-I miss him so much.
-That's nice.
Mom, can you give me some money
to buy a dress?
I don't have any money
and it's not right, Ruchami.
You don't buy clothes during the shiva.
Be extra careful with this. Okay?
-Okay.
-No scratches, no nothing.
-Don't worry.
-Drive safe.
What's new with you, Shtisel?
I'm fine. I mean
-my grandmother passed away.
-I didn't know.
My father is sitting shiva
in our apartment.
-My condolences.
-Yes.
-Do you mind if I change the subject?
-Go ahead.
Okay.
-Do you have a visa to visit America?
-No, why?
Come here tonight,
we'll fill out the forms
and set up an interview at the embassy.
The process can take some time.
It's best you start now.
I'm going to America?
For two weeks.
In a month and a half.
It will do you good.
How's your English?
-What? No, very poor.
-You'll manage.
-But who wants me to--
-Wasserman.
-The one who gave me the award?
-The award, the grant.
He wants you to see the world.
Visit galleries, museums,
meet some of his friends.
-As part of the award?
-You could say that.
There are many important people
you have to raise a glass with.
America.
It's just that
I've never been abroad.
MALKA SHTISEL
Yes, sweetheart?
Did you sleep all right?
Good.
What's that?
Really?
-She found the will.
-She did?
Well done, sweetheart!
We thought she didn't have one.
Very good.
No, no, don't touch it.
Just bring it with you.
We'll open it after the shiva,
not before.
Did you hear your uncle?
Yes, after the shiva.
No, no, no. Take your time.
I want you to make a list of
all of Grandma's belongings.
Yes, Dad?
Go to Grandma's room at the nursing home.
-But Libbi's there, isn't she?
-Indeed.
Her father told her to make a list of
all of Grandma's belongings, etcetera.
-Etcetera?
-Do I have to spell it out for you?
I don't trust their list. Okay?
-I want a list of our own.
-Fine.
Wait. Does Libbi know I'm coming?
-What for?
-Never mind.
Listen
I just realized
why it's called "sitting shiva."
People sit in your home all day long.
-It's not easy.
-It'll be over soon.
I'll try to make my departure
on the eve of a holiday
so you and your siblings
don't have to go through this.
Tell me, Kive,
do you remember this melody
your grandfather used to sing,
the Minsk melody?
The Minsk melody?
How does it go?
-You don't remember?
-No. Why?
Never mind.
You go and make that list
-before your cousin hides anything.
-All right.
Do it, Lippe. As soon as possible.
-Are you sure you want me to--
-I'm sure.
It's Thursday, you can't delay any longer.
-Fine, I'll go tomorrow morning.
-Today.
Okay.
Leave now.
Right after I finish my cigarette.
Good.
I haven't been to Safed for years.
It's a long ride.
Take some study material
or a newspaper with you.
Yes. It is a long ride.
If you change your mind
in the next few hours
-then give me a call.
-I won't change my mind.
Will you do this or not?
-If not, tell me now.
-I will.
I'll do as you ask, Giti.
I promise.
Thank you.
-Kive.
-Hello, Libbi.
-How are you?
-I'm fine, thank God. How are you?
I'm fine too.
May I come in?
My father asked me to come here
and make a list.
Yes, of course,
that's exactly what I'm doing.
Good, so I'll copy off you.
Just make sure no one catches you.
Look, you have to see this.
Look at your tormented face.
Life is no picnic.
No.
-Shall we make that list?
-Yes.
But my father said
I should hide the diamonds.
Yes, of course.
Perfume.
Perfume.
Glasses.
Glasses.
Remember this?
Grandpa used it to read.
Yes.
Magnifying glass.
Rubik's cube.
Rubik's cube.
Look at this.
Grandpa's tallit and tefillin.
She kept it close all these years.
-It's nice.
-It's strange.
-What?
-Something awful happened to me this week.
The whole day was strange.
I was painting and
I forgot
to put on my tefillin.
How did that happen?
I don't know.
It has never happened to me before.
Libbi
Yes?
I may be going to New York soon.
I was asked to go and meet some people.
That's wonderful.
Yes.
I might even have an exhibition.
That's amazing.
Do you know where you'll be staying?
Where you'll eat? Where you'll pray?
It's not Jerusalem, you know.
You have to plan ahead.
I will.
Why are you being like this?
-Like what?
-I thought you'd be happy for me.
Of course.
I'm happy for you.
It's just that
I didn't know
this is what you wanted.
What do you mean?
So focused on art, traveling abroad.
I've always lived abroad,
I guess I just want to be here.
It's only for a few days.
Then don't forget your tefillin.
Do you know Hanina Tonik?
Yes, in there.
Thank you.
Hanina.
Rabbi Weiss.
Is everything all right? Is Ruchami okay?
Ruchami is just fine, thank God.
How are you, Hanina?
Thank God.
What
Let's sit down.
First of all
I came here
to apologize
-for hitting you.
-It's okay.
You shouldn't have come all this way
just for that.
I'll be home on Shabbat. God willing.
Listen
I don't want to disturb you.
How about we make a cup of tea?
I need a few minutes of your time.
Rabbi Insbacher, thank you
for coming all the way from Bnei Brak.
Rabbi Insbacher's father
was our father's cousin.
I see.
"May God comfort you among
the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem."
-May you know no more sorrow.
-Amen.
Wait, Rabbi Insbacher.
Do you happen to remember
the Minsk melody?
What are you going on about?
-There's no such thing.
-Of course, there is.
-Grandpa Chaim Mordechai used to sing it.
-Whatever.
Shulem, I want to read Mother's will
after the shiva
and auction off the belongings
that don't appear in the will.
-An auction?
-Yes.
Who would want to buy Mother's things?
Relax, I mean an auction between us.
We'll go over the belongings
that aren't listed in the will,
we'll say how much
we're willing to pay,
we'll split the items on the list
and calculate the difference.
Fine. I didn't understand
a word, but fine.
After all, we both know
the will says it's all half and half.
-I won't argue over every handkerchief.
-Fine, fine.
-What are you studying?
-Eruvin.
I promised to finish it
before I go to Jerusalem
to my righteous wife.
-Who did you make the promise to?
-God, myself.
Very nice.
Listen
I made a promise to Ruchami as well.
I wrote down the things I miss
but I can't go ahead with them
'cause I fear I'll neglect my studies.
I promised her I'd do this.
What did you write down?
Torah findings, updated lessons,
verses, Song of Songs.
Take a look for yourself.
-Your handwriting's so small.
-Just so I don't waste paper.
Look, Hanina
you won't be coming
to house for Shabbat.
-What?
-You won't be coming.
It's
-Is Ruchami all right?
-Ruchami is fine.
Hanina, please don't interrupt me.
All right.
I came here especially to tell you
I came here to tell you
that you're not wanted in our house.
You must forget my daughter.
We'll meet in court in Jerusalem
in a week or two
and you will divorce Ruchami.
You will divorce Ruchami
in one, two, three weeks
and be done with it.
It's over.
What?
Says who?
You?
Your wife?
Does Ruchami even know?
-We all decided, Ruchami too.
-I want to hear it from her.
You won't hear it from her,
she never wants to talk to you again.
She realized she made a mistake
when you left.
Besides, she's a young girl.
She has lots of problems
and there's a lot you don't know.
She realized she made a mistake
and she wants nothing to do with you.
Promise me.
-What?
-That this is what she wants.
-This is what she wants.
-Promise me!
I promise you, this is what she wants!
I'm sorry.
Sign here.
The Americans need
signatures everywhere.
All the best of luck.
-Cheers.
-Here's to America.
-How old was she?
-You asked me that already.
And what was the answer?
Almost 90.
Yes, yes.
How did she die?
-Only God knows.
-Yes.
Perhaps
she had an allergy?
She was allergic to pests.
It's all from above.
-We don't understand everything.
-Exactly.
I'm not going to bed, because I'm
sitting shiva, people are consoling me,
but I don't understand
why you aren't going to bed?
May God comfort you among
the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem.
Thank you.
Forgive our ill tempers.
A Jew walks up four flights of stairs
and you insult him?
Nonsense.
He didn't come to console anyone,
he came to pass the time.
Finally, the prodigal son.
Wait, Kive, don't sit yet.
Let's smoke a cigarette.
Listen
Libbi wants to get engaged to you.
-She does?
-Wait, I haven't finished.
She mentioned it a while ago
but I said she could do better.
-So you want me to stay away?
-Hold your horses, Kive.
Okay.
I'd prefer someone more serious,
someone who's God fearing,
but she only has eyes for you.
And between you and me,
you're not some Gentile,
I'd absolutely forbid that.
You're a good kid, you're just confused.
This bohemian artist. You're not crazy,
you just lead a crazy life.
-I don't understand what--
-Wait, let's get the bride over here.
You wait here, okay? Patience.
Sweetheart
come here a sec.
-So, what have you discussed?
-Nothing yet.
Kive
if you really want Libbi
as your wife until you're 120,
forever and ever,
upright generations, etcetera,
we have some distinct conditions.
-Conditions?
-Yes, conditions.
-All right.
-Absolutely.
I wanted her to tell you herself,
but she prefers that I tell you.
I'm listening.
So
first of all, no more painting, ever.
No traveling anywhere.
Not New York, not anywhere,
no exhibitions.
No exhibition, no fishing, nothing.
-What--
-I'm not finished yet.
Second of all,
next month, I'm opening a travel agency
here in Jerusalem
and I need someone I can trust
to run the business. That's you.
It's a respectable, normal job.
Same hours, every day.
-Listen--
-Third of all,
you will pray three times a day
in a quorum.
You will observe all the commandments
and you will never forget
to put on tefillin.
That's a terrible sin.
I was stunned when Libbi told me.
And obviously your children
must be raised on the Torah.
Fourth of all
from now until Saturday night,
you and Libbi don't exchange a word.
Both of you think long and hard
if this is what you want.
That's all. Goodnight.
Come sweetheart,
we'll let him think about it.
Well?
You're so beautiful, Ruchami.
Be honest.
I am being honest.
I mean, he's so righteous,
he doesn't care what I wear.
But it matters to me.
Of course, it does.
You'll be fine, sweetie.
I'm going to the bus stop.
He should be there by 10.
-Bye, Mom.
-Goodbye, Ruchami.
Hello, Kaufman,
this is Akiva Shtisel.
I have to talk to you right away.
I have to tell you that
I can't
I don't want to go to America.
I want to cancel the exhibition
I don't want to show my paintings.
Do what you want with them,
but I don't want to be a part of it.
It's nearly Shabbat.
Call me if you hear
this message before that.
If not, we'll talk after.
And don't try to talk me out of it,
I've made up my mind.
Good Shabbat to you.
Use the lice comb.
-No, it hurts.
-I'll be gentle.
What's that?
It's his. I must have kept it by mistake.
"Give thanks to God
for His mercy is forever.
I, Malka Shtisel, daughter
of Rabbi Yehuda Leib Pomerantz,
write my will this day, in this room.
I want to be buried by my husband,
Rabbi Velvale, in Har HaMenuchot cemetery,
in the plot awaiting me there.
As for the few possessions
I leave behind,
the apartment that your late father
and I lived in
The apartment that your late father
and I lived in,
I leave to
I leave to
my youngest, Nuchem Shtisel,
may his candle light the way.
The rest will be divided equally
between my two sons.
Be well. What a privilege
-Father
-I had.
Malka Shtisel, Sunday,
Parashat Toldot, the month of Cheshvan,
Malka Shtisel".
Dad.
-Dad.
-Kive, that's enough.
Leave him alone.
Everyone, settle down.
Shulem, everyone.
Our righteous mother tried to save me,
many years ago,
when I went bankrupt.
I'm sure
she wrote a later will,
or she simply forgot.
-No, no, we will carry out her wishes.
-Shulem, this will is moot.
You know how much
she appreciated you.
-Don't you try to console me.
-Shulem, please.
Everyone
the apartment will belong
to the young couple who got engaged.
The notable groom Akiva Shtisel
and my illustrious daughter,
Miss Libbi Shtisel.
Mazel tov to the young couple.
Mazel tov, Mazel tov, Mazel tov.
May they have a fine life.
Congratulations.
Ruchami, may I come in?
Not now.
I just want to give you something
that came in the mail.
-What?
-An envelope.
It must have been in the mailbox
for a week,
I guess it was at the bottom
and we didn't notice it.
Your father didn't see it either, so
Good night, my child.
Thank you, Mom.
Why aren't you sleeping,
my dear Shulem?
Don't cry, Shulem. Don't cry.