I'm not used to you calling.
Sunny set me up for everything. The thefts,
the drugs, everything. All of it. You weren't lying.
No.
I'm sorry I'm such a shit, Mum.
If you weren't such a shit, I wouldn't love you so much.
I love you, Mum.
You'll leave here, become a stand-up comedian,
become a millionaire, take the world by storm.
Perhaps you could find the time to tell your friends here that you're building…
-that you're gonna be a comedian. -The meter's running, yeah?
-You're still not in touch with Zorro? -No.
So you've never spoken to him in twenty years?
No.
You're stubborn lot, huh? I brought you some tickets to my show.
It's meant to be funny.
For over three years,
my client has been cooperating with the police in compiling a case against
the criminal Dean Shaiman.
He's a violent thug. Rude towards his own family.
Deserves to die in prison.
Motherfucker!
Your friend's dead. Alright?
Hey,
it's Daniel Chen…
Erm…
Dean Shaiman,
those tickets I left you…
So the show's today,
I'd be really happy if you came,
and if you've heard from Zorro,
ask him to come too.
I never said such a thing.
That's enough, this is ridiculous.
Get up and put your clothes in the wash.
Okay…
Now.
Is he a soldier?
He's Year eleven.
No he isn't.
He's a soldier.
It's an official government stamp.
-He's not a soldier, I'm telling you… -Then what's this?
How am I supposed to know?
I won't have you going out with a soldier.
Oh really. What are you going to do about it huh?
What am I gonna do?
I'll beat the hell out of you and sell your body, that's what.
"What am I gonna do", you little brat.
All of this flirting on the phone ends this week, do you understand me?
Either you two meet this week and you make sure that he isn't some soldier who
just wants to screw you on his weekend leave,
or you put an end to it, d'you understand me?
Hello?
I'm not a soldier, I swear.
I've never been anyone's soldier by the way, it's one of my rules.
I don't get it.
Never mind.
We need to meet, I can't keep putting her off like that.
Why not?
No reason.
You're right, you already know what I look like,
how bad could it be?
You're mad.
So, yeah, shall I check my training
schedule and we'll meet?
Okay.
Give us it.
I'm in favour, man.
Forget it.
I'll sit next her and she'll smell the fear.
She won't smell a thing.
You have one mission.
Get out, get laid,
buy me some popcorn and then come back,
that's it.
What's wrong with you? Me, get laid?
Yeah, but the girl is waiting.
Okay, two things.
How do I isolate Dean, and how do I get hold of a knife?
Don't need him on his own.
We'll come, and we'll all support you.
I'd rather do it alone.
Too bad, I'm so bored.
Think I'm Samantha Fox?
No.
Just wanted a little action.
Are you crazy?
Stop acting like a gangster, you're only a kid.
So a knife. Huh?
Real knife or… one like Lusha's sweater?
A knife.
There's only one real knife on the block.
Go on, ask her.
Good morning.
Warden.
I'm glad you're here,
cause there's something I wanna ask you.
Go on.
Warden,
I need a few days leave.
Please.
Have you told her?
He's retarded, what can I do?
Mmmm
What are you talking about?
Er…
Dean Shaiman…
has been on the telephone and chatting with a friend,
and I guess she wants to meet him. He hasn't told her he's in jail.
-Is she pretty? -Yeah, she is.
So why not tell her?
What can I say, er…
I'm a complete creep…
Ah… you're better off going for the ugly ones, I'm telling you.
-They're less likely to break your heart. -You should listen to him.
But even they're a little too pretty.
You're right, Tully.
Come on Chelli, what d'you say?
One day to sort things out.
I'm still traumatized from the last time you took some leave.
Yeah, but I've changed, I'm rehabilitated. I'm alright now.
I can't, Dean.
What if I promise to behave over the next few months?
So maybe in a few months time, if you're quiet.
So what about this, I get one day, and then I tell her the whole truth.
I know you wanna say yes.
I'll think about it.
-Think positive. -Yes, positive, of course.
As in next week?
If I give you leave, will you start going to class, and be less of an idiot?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. -For sure?
Yeah, for sure, for sure.
-Alright. -You queen,
so next week.
Next week.
Wait, why next week?
Why not tomorrow?
Let him out tomorrow.
What d'ya mean?
Jail has messed up his internal clock.
Next week's fine
Fine.
-Thanks, Warden, you're really the man. -You're welcome, Dean Shaiman.
Yeah, thanks a lot.
What's wrong with you?
Sunny's the problem yeah
I thought that if you went away for a while he'll forget about you.
Forget about Sunny,
he's fucking with your brain.
For us, he's just like…
a little boy scout you know?
It's all good, yeah?
-Tel Aviv? -Obviously.
Why's that obvious?
The rest of Israel's shit.
Shit? Really?
Er…
How about King of Israel Square?
No.
Beach?
No.
-Stop it, I don't know where else to meet. -What do you mean?
You live there no?
Don't know, I… sit at home and read books.
So then…
So let's just decide…
Where we're going next week.
Okay, kinda weird right?
Yeah, sure is.
Go on.
Hello, Sunny Bracha.
Hey, hey, what are you doing?
Let go of him, let go of him. Let go of him. Get off him.
Shut up!
Shut your mouths. Quiet, shut up.
-Shut up. -Listen, all of you, fuck off.
I've got a knife on my neck, fuck off!
Lay off Dean, you got me?
Alright, but why the knife?
Just talk,
say what you want.
He's not the same person you knew.
Lay off him, he wants out of here.
He's not like us.
When your prince goes home, what you gonna do without his money?
-Your canteen… -I don't owe him because of
the money, or any of this shit.
That's fine.
Hey, let's talk normally, you don't need the knife.
Here.
Before that fucker stabbed me, we were brothers.
I swear, I loved him like a brother.
Yeah…
Could listen to that blowjob joke a hundred times over.
Know it?
Yeah…
And about his mum's friends?
Yeah.
״Tamarchuk, get a grip on that boy, Tamarchuk."
How about the fat ladies?
-That too. -Yeah?
And the gun and the donkey?
Old stuff,
he's more advanced now.
He's a pro.
Yeah,
I heard he performs here.
Sometimes, you know.
He's not too shy?
He's shy, Dean.
He's got good.
Keren made him a pro.
Keren?
The drama teacher.
Does she teach him?
Private lesson every day.
Where's that?
In the drama room.
Just him and her?
So you'll back off, yeah?
Yeah man,
I…
I come in peace.
Careful.
When's yard time?
Four.
How many guards watch that drama room?
Three.
But one of them is Tully.
He's a pushover?
Yeah.
Open your mouth. Open up.
That's three.
Here.
I've got Sunny off your back.
What do you mean?
I said I'm watching him and that he should lay off you.
You went to him?
Why didn't you tell me?
It's no big deal, he's not looking for trouble,
it's just noise.
I don't need you flexing for me.
I'm not flexing.
I just want you out of my life.
That's cool, man. Thanks.
I'm serious.
All I want is for Chelli to come up to me during headcount and say;
"They've just let that idiot go".
And then I won't have to ever see your ugly face again.
Fuck you.
I don't think I should ever leave this place.
That's shit
I'm just saying.
I was such a loser outside, everyone thought I was a bin man.
Now I'm good at something.
Really?
What d'you think you're good at?
Prison.
You know what?
I'd rather not take that leave.
Relax, what's up?
I'm staying here.
I bought new shoes.
Ah…
I didn't know if you were tall or not, you only sent me a photo of your face.
So I got some nice shoes, with no heels.
Listen.
It looks like…
I have game next weekend.
Hello, Dana?
I heard you.
I'm sorry, I thought we didn't have one this week.
So you…
-changed your mind? -No, no actually no.
-I haven't changed. -That's great.
Let's meet then.
I'm saying,
that I'm not…
Are you a soldier? Is that it?
No.
Then what?
I'm a bin man.
Not funny.
I'm not kidding.
I get up at three thirty every morning to hug a truck.
Then by five pm I'm dozing off to…
"The Bold and the Beautiful".
-Alright, Dean… -Just kidding, I'm kidding.
Yeah but not… not totally.
What do you mean?
I'm in prison.
Okay, I get it.
-Yyeah, just forget it, all of it. -No, no, I swear, I'm in prison.
So I'm not gonna meet you this week, I've had enough, I don't understand you
anymore.
Wait, don't get all wound up with me, hold on a second, let's postpone for a
while…
-No, I don't want to, look just… -Everyone to the yard, everyone to the
yard, headcount in the cells in forty minutes.
What was that?
Announcement in jail.
Do you believe in God?
No small talk with you, huh?
I'm tired, what can I tell you?
Tired of what?
No idea.
People gossiping.
But you must understand, no?
What makes you think that?
You wouldn't work here if you were content with daily life.
Maybe it's because nobody else was willing to hire me.
Yeah, but I know that's not true.
Right.
-How do you know? -I looked into it.
Hmmm.
That Sunny Bracha is pretty scary.
He's just a kid.
Bye, Tully.
Bye.
I'll be at my post if you need anything.
Hey, how's it going?
I think I'll skip today's lesson.
Why, what's wrong?
"What's wrong?"
Nothing, now just get off my case.
What's this? Why are you talking like that,
what's it achieve?
Nothing.
Who cares? Things aren't always good.
Will you please just tell me what happened?
You and your bullshit advice.
She hung up on me.
Another slut.
I'm never telling anyone the truth again.
Ever.
Right, I see.
That's shit.
Yeah, it is shit.
Listen, Dean, honey.
You just got freaked out, about the leave, about getting out, about everything.
-It'll be alright. -That's just bullshit, you fucker.
So you're going to ruin everything for yourself?
That's right. Exactly.
Alright.
Goodbye.
That's great.
What's happened.
Something wrong?
Have you seen Dean?
Hey Sweater, have you seen Dean?
-No, w-what happened? -What about Sunny?
No.
What's wrong, Zorro?
Get off me!
Ahhhh.
Fucker!
Aargh!
Tully! Ambulance!
Zorro, are you okay?
Zorro, Zorro…
Aaaargh!
Zorro, just say something.
'S alright.
Aaaargh!
-It's alright. -What happened?
It's alright, I'm with him, get help… get an ambulance.
-What happened to him. -Zorro?
-Zorro! -I'm here Tully, it's fine.
Watch him!
Yosef!
I need a doctor in the drama room.
I love you. I'll never leave you.
-Aaaargh! -Stop bleeding or
you're gonna make me faint…
Move it, move, move.
Zorro, Zorro,
there's an ambulance on its way. Zorro,
-are you with me? -Tully, get a move on.
Don't worry, the ambulance is two minutes away.
Just two minutes, it's all good, it's all good.
Aargh!
Are you sure you don't want a few days leave?
I don't know, Warden.
I gather the girl is no longer in the picture.
Because?
Because you all gave me such stupid advice.
"Tell the truth" my arse.
Sorry.
Maybe you should take the leave anyway?
Take a little breather,
could go and see your mum,
have some ice cream.
I'll tell you what, Dean.
When you're ready to leave this place enough, your life will improve.
Now do me a favour,
I want you to go to your egghead lawyer
and get him to assist you
in appealing to a judge to do what they can to grant you an early release,
will you do that?
And while you're in a conciliatory mood, apologize to Keren.
-Hey! -Ha
Can I call the lawyer then Dean?
Yeah?
At least you got one good thing from your dad.
He lives in Bat Yam,
on Oskar Schindler Street.
I went to see him in Bat Yam,
I…
went to his house,
I went at three in the morning, I went on impulse,
with two of my friends on a rainy night. and I knocked on his door there and then.
I hadn't seen my father
in my entire life, never before.
And so then he opened the door
and on the way up there I'd made up an excuse,
I said, "Let's ask him - 'Who
threw eggs at our car?”
"That's a good idea."
I just wanted to see him,
I just wanted to see him, you know?
And then, I'd been angry with him my whole life,
I had so much rage against him, he stood there,
and he looked straight at me, ya know,
and I will never forget,
he opened the door and he looked at me,
He looked at me, I looked at him
and I realized that I was going to be bald.
I mean, he looks just like me.
He looks just like me, but bald.
What is this shit?
And my friends say, "Wow, you're gonna be bald."
"He looks just like you."
I was worried he would recognize me, "What do you want, there's nothing here…"
He nearly beat us up, and I was so proud,
"That's my dad."
"I have an assertive Dad”.
So then we just left,
and on the next day I came back,
but he wasn't at home,
he'd gone abroad,
and then
I knocked on the door,
the whole building came out,
suddenly two female soldiers show up:
"What do you want from Yacob?
What do you want?
What, what do you need?"
I said, "He's my Dad"
and then she goes "No, he's not!".
I'm like,
"Is that my sister? What the hell's going on?"
Why is she…
already so annoying?
"No, he's not"
First, what do you know?
And then her friend says,
"Yes, he is".
They're the
two most annoying girls I've ever seen,
Huh…
"Can't you see the resemblance? Picture him bald." "You're a bitch".
So they let me into his house and it turns out he'd gone abroad…
I walk into his house, and I'm all excited,
and she's excited,
"I have a brother".
And I already hate her so much. "I have a brother."
And I'm sitting there, shaking.
Listen, she was the same age as me, it's like my dad never gave it a rest,
right?
Ha,
It's like with that fucker,
"Give him a bed and we'll start a family".
I sat down, I wandered around the house, and then I sat down on some armchair,
the girls say
"No, Yacob, that chair's Yacob's"
So I say, "Who the hell is this guy?"
I say, "okay interesting", and so then his wife she says
"Yacob is out of the country, and I can promise you, when he comes home,
he'll call you on the telephone".
And I'm like, "Why would he listen to you? He'll push you out the window.
You don't know the guy…"
He called me on the telephone…
"Hallo"
"Hallo, It's Yacob" and all that shit. We arranged to meet at some mall.
I couldn't wait and just went straight round to his house.
I went that same day,
knocked on his door,
and he opens the door, all angry, and he says,
"Why you here?" We agreed on next week,
I don't like unannounced visitors."
"Well I don't like it… When people leave…"
What a motherfucker!
I said that to myself.
Ha.
So he was very… He was angry with me, and he said, "Come on then,
I'll take you home, alright".
He drove me home, and it was the first time I ever
drove with my dad in a car.
And I didn't know what it was like at all to even have a dad,
and here I am with him in the car, there was this song on the radio.
"Father…" You know, it's like…
And he just sat there… And I don't know,
I was flooded with emotions, I thought I would have a lot to say,
you know,
I had nothing to say, "I'll get out here", and so then I…
Left and so eventually after a few days,
we did meet at that mall like we said we would, so that's when he says to me,
"Look!"
"Here's the cafe,"
And I think, huh, "He's assertive". "I've got a discount here"
And so he drank some hot chocolate, he takes out a book about Napoleon,
he puts it on the table a biography of Napoleon
and then and I swear he says to me…
"Napoleon conquered the world by the age of thirty,
what are you gonna do with your life?"
I swear to God, those were his words…
Ha.
And I rememember feeling goosebumps all over me, and then I said,
"Thank God he didn't raise me".
What would have become of me?
I suddenly realized that everything was fine, I got exactly the life I needed.
It's all okay, yeah?
Sometimes you think you know what you want,
but you don't know what you really need.
I thought I should have lived with my father,
and what I really needed was a kick up the arse to wake me up, you know what I mean?
And you think that…
suddenly you realize that yesterday's kick turns into tomorrow's stand-up piece.
Suddenly it made sense cos if I'd grown up with him…
I would definitely have been like, "No, he's not."
Yeah… I hear he's moving schools… really…
It's actually quite a nice school, but not as nice as this one really…
You did well…
Boring kids here, no?
White…
You're white as well.
Not in my soul.
I just came to say I'm sorry.
Really?
Yeah.
Surprise.
D'you think I came to knife you yeah?
-Could have been possible. -No way.
Well?
Why are you here?
Oh…
I just thought that… maybe we could keep up our rehearsals…
We could.
What are you doing tonight?
Dunno.
And…
Are we staying all night?
We'll get going soon.
Okay.
No? Don't you want it?
-Can I have it? -No
Just give it to him, I'll buy you a new one.
Thanks Mum.
Here you are, sweetie.
Take it.
-I'll buy you a better one. -How about toys? Want some toys?
-Take it. What do you want? -Just take them. -Just give him
-everything, Dean, I'll replace it. -What shall I do with this?
-Want this? -Just give him everything.
Why don't you just throw this away.
-Answer that. -I'm not going.
-Look, just answer it. -I've gotta deal with these clothes.
Ahh, you're a pain.
Hello?
Hey,
It's Zorro,
can I
have Dean?
Er… Hold on, I'll see if he's here, okay?
They're too big.
They're big, cos they've got big ambitions.
Dean.
Zorro.
Sweetie, there's no half way, it's either him, or you.
He's gone out.
He's not coming back.
She got him an early release?
So it seems.
Good on you, Rabbit.
First of all, I love Ethiopians best,
because Ethiopians are
people that are like…
I bond with people who appreciate the simple things,
"Come and see the chair. Avisha, let's take it, oh, what a chair."
And Ethiopian girls in my school were… I mean Ethiopian…
I think they're lovely, well most of them. Yeah but their…
Their value's gone right down when you have Ethiopians all over.
In the nineties, anything you said to an Ethiopian
girl would impress her. You could walk up next
to the most beautiful
girl you've seen in your life and say, "Come over, I've got outgoing calls"
"I don't believe you, liar!"
"What a liar, you're all talk, what a phony, you liar".
"You're a complete phoney"
And she says…
to her friends in Amharic: she says…
A lay lay.
Doon too abeela brrrrrrr
They have put downs you don't see coming,
"What do you want from her, pink nipples?"
"Me?"
"Yes you, pink nipples, you know exactly who I'm talking about"
Mummy?
Hi.
Er…
Hi.
Hello.
I'm Ruth.
Pleasure to meet you.
-This is Dean. -Hey.
Daniel, it's a pleasure.
Good to meet you.
-Shhh, shhh. shhh -Did you enjoy yourselves? Did you laugh?
Yeah, sure.
-Sure. -I'll take him for a
stroll, take your time.
Pleased to meet you.
It's alright. Alright.
-Daniel Chen. -What a cutie.
Ha.
How did that…?
When did that happen?
You won't believe it.
My Ruth's a wild one.
Served two years in prison for fraud.
She answered my Cupid call, we spoke for a year on the phone…
No way!
The first time we met was at our wedding.
What a pro… eh…?
True story, I swear.
Thanks for coming.
For sure man, I've been waiting my whole life.
Your Mum? How's she doing?
She okay Dean?
Daniel.
Dean, Dean.
You wanker.
Time flies, huh?
And er…
D'you think we should…?
Be great…
We'll try and meet.
Bye, Rabbit.
Zorro.
Sorry about what happened.
Aah, sh. Was years ago now.