Someone to Run With (Mishehu Larutz Ito) (מישהו לרוץ איתו)

My father bought a little goat for two zuzim...

Hello?

One little goat, one little goat...

Shay, is that you?

Then came the cat that ate the goat...

Shay, where are you? Tell me, I'll be there.

That ate the goat that father bought...

Then came the angel of Death...

What's going on!

A Film by Oded Davidoff

Bar Belfer Yonatan Bar-Or

Yuval Mendelson Rinat Matatov

Tzahi Grad Danny Steg

Based on a book by David Grossman

Directed by Oded Davidoff

Someone to Run With

They found it three days ago. No ID tags, nothing.

Took three inspectors to bring it in.

The beast hasn't calmed down since.

Quiet, you animals! Quiet!

Now, Assafi, what we do is, as follows:

We put a leash on it, follow it wherever it goes.

Let it lead us straight to its owners.

Because what if it's a seeing-eye dog?

Ever think of that?

But, say you find the owners and they're A-OK?

Then, my friend, what you say is as follows:

A dog without a license is in violation of the Dog Control Act...

Owner is guilty of negligence and liable for a summons...

You like dogs, I see.

Yes. I always wanted one.

Well, now you do.

You're all set.

How long do I follow him like this?

Until you find the owners.

Don't just stand there! Run!

Wait! You forgot the summons!

Here.

Don't forget their signature! In duplicate!

And don't be shy!

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Roy, Meital, what's up?

You dope! I thought it was a suicide bomber.

You could've been shot.

Out of the way!

What are you, deaf? Move it!

So what are you...

Her brother? Her boyfriend?

The girl's, not the dog's!

Where's she been? She sent you instead?

And didn't even leave you her bike? Dude, you're in trouble.

It's a she?

Sure, she's a she. What are you, blind?

46 Shekels, please.

And tell the girl I said hi.

Tell her we miss her!

Are you a church dog?

You speak English?

You're back! My darling Dinka...

I missed you so.

Sir!

What is your business, sir!

Sorry... I'm here to return the dog.

Oh, and they said...

to give you this.

From her? To me?

Finally...

It's just a summons. Really. I should go.

Go? No sir! By no means!

Perhaps just a note?

A memo to deliver?

It's dreadfully important.

I'm from the City Sanitation Dept. It's my summer job.

I mean, my Dad is an electrician there...

And he had to go abroad...

But how did you know to deliver Sunday's pizza, sir?

And how is that Dinka let you tie her leash?

Besides Tamar, no one would dare get close.

Tamar? She's the owner?

And she lives here? - No, no sir.

She has a home, a mother and father.

And you, sir?

Your name. If you know it.

Assaf. - Assaf.

A psalm of Assaf...

"But as for me... My feet were almost gone...

"My steps well-nigh slipped..."

I am Theodora. Head Nun.

Please.

You choose mushrooms.

She, olives.

But won't you tell me where she's gone?

Two months ago

What's up, kiddo?

Don't be scared, little doggie.

Watch out. She bites.

Sure, I was like that too.

Bit every hand that reached out.

Say, sister,

I've been watching you all week.

Comin' and goin', with your guitar case.

But I haven't heard you strum one string.

What are you really looking for?

Nothing.

What if I told you there was someone

who could show you exactly what you're after.

Interested?

Maybe.

Rabbi Nachman! Mysteries of the universe revealed.

All yours, sister.

Does it come with a magnifying glass?

The heart is your magnifying glass.

Take it, it's free.

Dinka Kimchi. 6 President St. Jerusalem.

Two good Jerusalem girls slumming it.

Excuse me. Dinka, come!

Hey! Don't run from Achikam!

So she's a girl? Tamar?

Indeed. Your age.

Theodora's only friend these many years.

She comes and helps me with everything you see.

But then, with no warning...

she...

Oh, my dear electrician!

How delighted I am!

Two months ago she tells me

she will no longer come.

Because of me? No, she assures me.

And she is gone.

But... If I had an address...

Two weeks later, the telephone rings.

Always silent, suddenly it rings.

"Hello"?

Silence.

No reply.

"Hello!"

And I hear...

Tamar? - And she says nothing.

Her breathing, I hear.

The fear in her breath.

Did you call the police?

Expressly, she said. No police!

Mrs. Theodora, why don't I just keep looking?

Yes, Mr. Assaf, yes, keep looking!

Find her...

A month and a half ago

Those were the days

Of early summer

The dawn of days

Nice haircut, egghead. - In the orchards...

Prickly pear and olive trees

Get lost! - A whispering breeze

A wanderer Down a dusty path

Harvest days...

You're amazing!

Yeah, right.

I swear! You are!

I'm Squirrel. I mean, that's my name.

It sucks, doesn't it? - No.

It's pretty.

I wish I could sing like you.

But I'm one of the ones that can't.

You have a place?

Yes.

'Cause I have a cool squat.

Like, if you need it.

OK.

Thanks.

Shh... Dinka.

Hungry?

Say...

Do you know a kid from downtown,

really cute, skinny, big eyes...

plays a black electric guitar?

Doesn't talk much? But he's an amazing musician.

What's he to you?

Nothing.

Just asking.

Good. Probably not much left of him anyway.

Haven't seen him for months.

And if you don't bring in the bacon, you're out of the Home.

What Home?

"Pesach's Home for the Gifted". One big happy family.

Family, my ass.

Family like that, you're better off an orphan.

How do I find this place?

You don't. It finds you.

Son of a bitch!

Been chasing you and your fucking dog all over town!

Now we're even, motherfucker!

Where'd you stash it, huh?

What'd you do, swallow it?

OK, spill it.

I want to know everything.

Suppliers, dealers, names. The works.

Let's have it!

Listen to me, crybaby.

I saw that fucking mutt of yours just a few weeks ago.

Tied to some girl's arm.

Five three, long dark hair, sixteen years old.