Comrade (Bekarov, Yikre Lekha Mashehu Tov)

At last.

Get that post, put it here.

How was school?

Okay.

That's it.

Tomorrow you can help me put up the fence.

Well? Having fun?

Those girls in that magazine, they're very pretty, si?

Great ass and tits on every one of them.

Yes...

Did you read the article about me?

I started... -And didn't finish it. I see.

It's hard to focus on torture and bodies and shooting with all...

What's that blonde's name?

Mary-Lou? -Mary-Jane.

Turn the page. Her friend is unbelievable.

They say you murdered and tortured all these people.

So? Does that get in the way of you jerking off?

It's really terrible, what I did, isn't it? -Yes...

And what exactly are you doing now?

Where is your hand right now?

What you're doing is a good thing? -How can you compare?

You're paying to see her demean herself.

I'm not torturing her. -I torture her a lot,

you torture her a little.

Ilan!

Ilan! Where are you? -I'm here.

What are you doing in there?

Looking for my old basketball, the one with the hole.

Ilan, come down. Get to bed. -Okay.

"Sweet Ilan, I rented a place in Haifa, not far from the beach.

"I'm doing just fine.

"I thought about going to school,

"but I have to save up some money first.

"I hope you'll get this letter.

"I've written three letters and haven't heard from you yet. "

"I miss you, Dalia. "

"Ilan, my sweet brother, congratulations.

"I miss you.

"I called today, but no one answered. "

"I'm still writing to you even though you're not writing back.

"I hope you're okay and don't have too much trouble with Dad. Dalia. "

What?

Dalia Rubin -

Kid, what are you doing here?

What? What do you want here?

Nothing. -Go.

Go away.

Avram, how are you?

Like shit.

Who's that kid?

Kid, come here.

Come here.

Come on!

What are you doing here?

Is there a toilet here?

I need to go.

Kid, what are you doing here? What are you looking for?

I'm looking for my sister.

She'll be back soon. She lives over there.

Maybe you know her, Dalia.

The blonde who works at the port? -I don't know where she works.

I'll give you something to drink.

I need to go to the toilet.

Come on in.

To your left.

Here, here.

Thank you very much.

Where are you going? Come on, come have a drink.

So where did you say you're from?

In an agricultural village, in the South. -A village...

I'm a farmer too. -Really?

What do you grow? -I grow everything.

I'm from an agricultural village, I could help you. I'm good at it.

Good boy.

So, is this house yours?

Let's finish up and go home. -Okay.

Thank you for the tea. -You're welcome, kid.

Know what? If you like, you can come again.

Go, go to your sister.

You coming?

What? What happened?

Where are you?

I went out to buy beer.

What? -I'm going home.

Dalia... -Leave me alone.

Dalia?

Who is that? -It's me, llan.

It really is you...

What are you doing here?

Did something happen?

No.

Just passing by?

Suddenly you remembered you had a sister?

I'm sorry.

Nonsense. What's three years between siblings, eh?

I found your letters only yesterday.

Dad hid them from me, he said you were abroad,

that you'd deserted us.

Is that what he told you?

Is that why you hung up on me? -Just once...

How long have you been here?

Since this morning. I was all over the neighborhood.

Are you hungry?

A little. -Okay. Let's go upstairs.

Wow, I dreamed about Mom.

What did you dream?

I dreamed that she was alive and that we were at the beach.

She and I were with you

while Dad was seeing how long he could stay under water,

and all we could see was his back, with all that hair.

It's been a long time since I dreamt about her.

Me too.

Peanut, what are you doing here?

Did you call Dad?

I left him a note. -But he must be worried.

Call him, tell him you're alright. -He only cares about himself.

Dalia? -What?

Nothing. Never mind. -What?

Well, it's just... You look nice.

Thank you.

What will you do here?

Nothing.

Nothing? You'll be here all day. What will you do?

All kinds of things.

I can do lots of things. I can be your cleaner.

I can fix that broken shelf, in the bathroom.

I can fix that.

But you don't have any friends here.

I'll find things to do. Don't you worry about me.

My man, I see you found your sister. -Yeah...

Dalia, where are you sailing to? -Greece. -I'd love to go to Greece!

When will you tell me: "Zohar, come with me"? Well, why not?

Don't answer me. Never mind.

Thank you. -You're welcome.

I'll be right there.

Is he your boyfriend? -No.

So why did you kiss?

Because sometimes you do it just to find out if you love someone.

You're so beautiful.

There must be lots of men who want to be your boyfriend.

They're just too shy to say so. -You think?

I'm sure!

Well, I have to go back to work.

You can stay here for a while until we sail,

Then you can go to a movie or something. -When will you be back?

Tomorrow.

Don't worry, I'll manage.

I'm at Dalia's.

Don't you want to know how she is? -No.

What's so complicated? Ask me: "How is Dalia? "

"How is Dalia? How's Dalia? "

Listen up, llan. -What?

Your sister abandoned us. Come back home.

I don't have a home. -What did you say?

You heard me.

Avram!

My man, your sister sailed, eh?

Yes.

Do you know where Avram is? -Don't go near him.

Why not? -He's dangerous, don't mess with him.

We're friends. -What friends? What are you talking about?

Got a cigarette? -I don't sell cigarettes.

Now put down the weapon,

nice and slow.

Yeah, put it down, nice and slow.

And don't touch anything!

Avram, I swear I won't tell anyone. Open up!

Now think hard why I should open the door for you.

Come on, Avram, open up.

Why should l?

Avram, wait! Just you wait!

My Dad will come here and burn down this whole arms depot! Just wait!

Open the door!

Avram! Open up!

Avram.

What, Zohar?

I wanted to talk to you.

What about?

About that kid. -What kid?

Dalia's brother. He said you were friends and that he likes you.

Dunno. Go to bed. I'll go to bed and we'll talk tomorrow, okay?

Kid, what are you doing?

Now you think hard why I should open the door for you.

Open up, or I don't know what will happen!

Once I killed a kid with my bare hands!

I thought we were friends.

You told me I could come over.

What's up? Are you still there?

What do you need all this junk for, anyway?

You never know when the Capitalists will attack.

A true Communist is always ready.

Are you going to open up, or what?

I won't do anything.

You're a bandit, I like you.

Don't tell anyone what you saw.

In any case, I have no one to tell.

From now on, you're a Comrade.

What's a Comrade?

A Comrade is more than a brother, more than a friend.