Restless (Hasar menuha)

This is for your jewelry empire.

We regret to inform you that Fania Nitzke died today,

after a long illness.

The funeral will take place in Tel Aviv on Wednesday, at 16:00.

Please be on time. The mourning family:

Sara, her sister and Tzach, her son.

Why didn't I get the merchandise?

I had customers and I couldn't deliver.

It happens. Sometimes things don't happen on time.

You know how it goes.

Yes, but the merchandise is here, huh?

Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you call me?

Your cell phone was on voice mail all morning.

I found somebody who pays cash instead of credit.

That's breakable. It's fragile I'm telling you.

It's fragile? And a deal isn't a deal?

One never knows with you when we'll see payment.

A bird in the hand... Moshe.

What have you done to me? What have you done?

You piece of shit! You know they almost killed me!

I have a family, you whore on the Temple Mount!!

Who do you think you're talking to?

Moshe, are you crazy?

Shimon, when did you find that sourpuss behind the bar?

Today.

She looks like something out of the old Stalag books.

Where did you find her? Gestapo reserve camp?

I need someone strong to run this place.

She fought in the U.S. Army, the war in Iraq, I think.

She came highly recommended.

Fine, that's your problem. Women are trouble anyway.

I was busy. I just got a new shipment of watches.

I'll bring them tomorrow.

Really! Walla! Walla!

Moshe? Moshe Amar?

Hello? Who's there?

Moshe, wait!

Come on, I'm sorry, give me a break.

What do you mean, give me a break? You owe me 3 months' rent.

Are you trying to make a fool out of me?

Moshe, this is New York, not Be'er Sheva.

It's Tiberias, okay? I'll get it to you in 2 days, okay?

Son of a fuck with a brain of a duck!

But don't forget, you're an illegal, Moshe.

All I have to do is pick up the phone and you're out of here.

They'll never let you back into America. Do you hear? Never.

Are you happy now?

I'm in mourning, you shithead, mourning.

My son has been orphaned! So talk politely to me.

I'm putting out a contract on you.

Do whatever you want. - You don't get it.

You're a dead man. Dead! - What do you know about death?

"May His great Name be sanctified

"in the world He created as He willed.

"May He give reign to His kingship in your lifetimes

"and in the lifetimes of the entire Family of Israel

"May His great Name be blessed forever and ever

"Blessed, praised, glorified, exalted,

"Mighty and lauded be the Name of the Holy One

"Blessed is He. Beyond all blessing and song,

"all praise and consolation uttered in the world. Amen"

Amen

And watch over my son, Tzach.

What are you doing here? Aren't you on compassionate leave?

I can't take another day at home.

One more day in my mother's place will drive me crazy.

The official mourning period isn't even over yet.

Who do I have in Tel Aviv? Some old nagging aunts?

I have to be here. How's everything here?

Fine. - Code yellow. We got a green light.

We're moving out? Code Yellow?

I'll be there in just a minute. - No, no, no, no way.

What do you mean, "No way"?

We've been hunting down that terrorist for two years now.

I said "No", didn't I? - Tell me, why am I in the army?

Don't worry. There will be other missions.

You know I'm your best sniper.

This is Tzach, I made him.

I'm taking my shot.

How'd it go? - Without a hitch.

Are you okay? - He keeled over, he's dead.

There was a little girl there but it's okay, she didn't see anything.

Why are you looking at me like that? - You need some time off.

Bro, come over here. - What? - Come with me.

I want to talk to you. - I want you to recommend me for permanent service.

Respect your mother's wishes, she wanted you to be discharged.

I respected her wishes when she was alive. Now it's different.

Wake up! Wake up! I'll be out in another 2 months.

We'll go to India, South America.

We'll get a perspective on life and as many Brazilian girls as you want.

There are girls in Israel, too.

I don't think you're suited for this whole army thing.

There are so many other things to do without pulling a trigger.

You know I was trained to be a sniper.

I feel I am saving a lot of lives. - But you're ruining your own.

This is what I know how to do.

As a good friend, I expect you not to screw me over, all right?

Come here, stand here. This is a good spot.

Yes? What? But... which unit?

Go on, sway your hips. This isn't Um el Fachem.

Which unit? Where did you say he was serving? What? Commando?

Which Commando unit?

No, no I'm not worried. You know I hate the whole occupation thing.

Sway your hips, Fatima, sway them.

Listen, Pini, bro. - I'm not your brother.

Let me see. Okay, you know what?

Kill me. I attacked you like an animal, for no reason.

I want you to kill me now. My life is screwed, go on, kill me.

Don't worry. - Come on. You know we're all struggling to survive here.

You think it's easy in New York? Suddenly you hear your wife is dead,

your son is mad at you, you're broke, you lose it.

You know what? Come here. Take this. Come one, take a bottle.

Come on. Really. Hit me. From now on I pay you on time! Come on, hit me.

Here, give me something, give me something heavy to carry.

Which floor? The second one?

The fifth floor and I'm not done with you yet.

Don't think you're done. - You have a heart of gold.

Moshe, you have to help me. The blacks stood me up.

They're not answering their mobile. People are going nuts.

The American Israelis are the most difficult types,

spoiled, and with demands. Come on, get up on stage.

Leave me alone. I'm not in the mood.

Come on, read something, jokes, riddles, poems, whatever you want.

Come on, get up there. Drinks are on me.

I'm giving you a stage. - No, it's out of the question.

I can't just pull stuff out of my sleeve.

I left that business when I left the land of violence and stupidity.

I'm a businessman now. - Moshe, what am I asking?

It's not a big deal. - No, no, it's the principle of the matter.

I tried to be an artist in Israel, no one gave a damn. It's in the past.

Now I deal in watches, jewelry, screwdrivers, condoms, whatever.

I just have to find my niche.

I won't sell my soul anymore. - No one mentioned "soul", shithead.

Who needs it? Don't do me any favors.

Don't you understand that I'm ruining people's evening?

This is dedicated with love, to my ex-wife,

who has returned to the bosom of her loving family...

in the sky.

"When she was young, about 20 years old,

"She searched for love on every road and path.

"Bohemian, perhaps... but really just full of despair

"She searched all over for someone who'd care

"She wandered the streets but couldn't find love,

"Until finally, God from above blessed her with gonorrhea...

"Picked it up from me.

"Then we had a son. I called him "Tzach".

"There's nothing wrong with that, right?

"I ignored him from the day he was born.

"Actually, I regret not using a condom.

"I forgot my 'Iove glove' and so our disaster was born.

"Now he's a soldier in the Bekaa Valley in Lebanon.

"And I'm screwing up and down the Hudson."

There are a lot of Americans here who don't know any Hebrew.

But they're laughing. Fine, in any case I prefer English.

Hebrew, please.

Hebrew, Hebrew, Hebrew.

Why did you leave the Land of Idiots? To hear Hebrew here, too?

"Isn't it enough that you're all married to your Israeli girlfriend

"from Be'er Sheva to Afula, from Eilat to Metulla,

"Rina and Geula and the shellshocked Shula,

"the riveting Riva, the beguiling Gila,

"the romantic Rama, the numbing Naomi,

"Hadas who smokes grass, Lemore who needs more,

"all came here to escape the next war,

"Just bring them over and I'll give them what they're looking for.

What are you? - An asshole.

Thanks. I love you too. - Me too, mad about you.

What did I tell you? It worked.

I'm going to take a piss. - Go. Put this in your pocket.

I piss on all of you.

I don't like bleached blonde Israeli women.

My wife had blonde hair, but she was Polish.

Do you want me to vomit here? - Go ahead, vomit.

Trying to scare me off with your Polish wife?

I'd eat her for breakfast.

Shut up! She's dead.

Show some respect for the dead and their beds.

Tell me, what do you have against Israeli girls?

I'll make you come, you asshole.

Slime. Money and a green card. That's all you can think about.

You don't have the elegance of American girls,

or the charm of the French hookers.

Are you calling me a hooker? I'm an artist, like you.

An artist? You're all hookers.

I'm a singer.

"Restless, he wanders the streets,

"No one loves him, no one knows him,

"Only at night he listens to the train whistle blowing.

"He's leaving today, he'll be gone tomorrow."

Wow, cool. I like that.

Tell me, when you take aim at a wanted person... - Go on.

Isn't it difficult? Maybe he has a wife, children.

I look through the telescopic sight,

I think about my father and it makes it easier. - No kidding? - Really.

Take a picture. - Of what?

Don't aim at me. - Take a picture.

Great. - You took it?

Thanks. - You're welcome.

Shimon, get that anti-Semite off the stage.

Anti-Semite? - Yes.