Gift from Above (Matana MiShamayim)

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A Gift from Heaven

Come on, guys!

Hand over the HVC.

There is no HVC today.

Hand over the HVC!

There isn't any HVC!

Bakho!

Catch!

That's not HVC, that's still dirty.

Yeah, it still needs some polishing up!

Thanks. - Bye.

Bye-bye, HVC.

Come on, Razo. Leave it.

Get up there.

Do you need a formal invitation?

Talk to me.

The usual.

The date is from two days ago.

The address, from Johannesburg to Tel Aviv.

From Watestone to Schtarchman LTD. 42/8 Hayezira St. Ramat Gan, lsrael

They weigh 3.860 and 4.120 kg.

Go help him.

Watch what you're doing!

Guess where the goods are.

Guess where they are.

ln your tractor.

Either guess, or l'll tell you.

You'll fuck everything up!

l'll give you one more guess.

ln the fatso's safe at the airmail complex.

So?

Why not swipe them from there, bro?

We're gonna do it nice and clean.

We'll get the goods outta here with two postal cards

A typewriter and a set of scales.

Mr. Schtarchman LTD. will be the first to realize

that he's got pieces of glass instead of diamonds.

lt's complicated, bro.

Where are you gonna find two suckers

to take the blame and do time for you?

Does he still bet with toilet paper?

Him?

He'll get himself killed.

Let him bet as much as he wants and raise him 10 grand.

Where's that beggar gonna get 10 grand?

All the better!

We'll work it out, bro.

Even if we have to hang Mr. Schtarchman by the balls.

Back to work.

What was that? A Sputnik?

A Concorde.

One more Concorde and l'll be flying to the moon.

Parking near the runways

without a flashing light is strictly forbidden.

Okay.

Fuck that!

l can't see a thing. Get that out of my face!

l'll be right back.

l'm not waiting here alone in the dark.

lf he sees you, l'm dead. l swear, l'll be right back.

l don't care, l'm not waiting here alone.

Fucking bitch!

Where were you? - l got here early.

l fell asleep.

l'm done with you!

Give me a break, Vaja.

lt happens.

You've never been late?

Next time l see you here,

l'll have you transferred to maintenance.

Fat bastard!

Tziala!

Tziala!

Mamuka.

lt's me, Ottari. How are you, sweetheart?

What do you want?

Where's my Tziala? - She's not home.

Where could she be if not at home?

None of your business.

Where are my lya and Teah? l bought them presents.

Daddy!

What did you get me? - l'll show you at home.

Mamuka!

Come get the presents, we're going for a ride.

You've got one hour. They have homework.

Vaja! - What do you want?

We already have three, if you wanna play.

Don't start without me.

Vaja, take your father with you.

He always wins.

'Cuz you suck, you half-wit!

Who is it? - Vaja.

Vaja who? - Vaja, Giorgi and Tamriko's son.

What?

l came to see Margo.

The seamstress. l need a pair of pants.

She doesn't sew for men.

This cost me a fortune. l can't give it to any ol' tailor.

l told you, she does dresses.

l'll pay double.

Come in.

What kind of pants do you want?

The same, but black.

You can make a whole collection with this.

At your rates, use every last bit.

l'm excited to be near you.

Take your money and get out.

l'm sorry, l didn't mean to offend anybody.

l don't need any pants. l want to marry you.

What is he saying?

Not now, Mom.

l want to know what he wants.

He wants to marry Margo.

Who? - Margo.

Who, him?

Yes, Margo. - Margo.

This is my deceased husband, Katzi.

l never had and never will have anyone but him.

Mommy!

Tziala.

Mamuka sweetheart,

l brought the girls back early, just like you asked.

Where's Tziala?

lya, Teah, get inside!

When will we see you again?

Count till Wednesday.

Today is Monday, tomorrow's Tuesday, Wednesday.

Very good. l'll see you in two days.

Bye.

Tziala!

Tziala!

Tell Tziala to come down, l wanna talk to her.

She's not home.

Ottari, enough, go home.

Mr. Giorgi.

Where's Tziala?

She's not at home.

Mr. Giorgi.

Why are you treating me like this? Let me talk to my wife.

First go away, then we'll see.

Go where? There's no one at home.

Crawl back into your mother's cunt. Leave my daughter alone!

Tziala, come out! l wanna see you.

Ottari, go away before he comes down!

Tziala, l love you.

l miss you.

Come back home with the girls.

Fuck off!

Mamuka, sweetheart,

let me see my wife.

She's not your wife. Get out of here!

l'll never give you a divorce. You'll die as my wife!

Ottari, l'm asking you to leave.

Mr. Giorgi, l'm not leaving without my wife.

Mr. Giorgi, you can kill me.

l can't live without your daughter.

Get up!

Son of a bitch!

Get up, mother-fucker!

Come on, Tyson.

Why, Ottari, why?

How much is in the pot?

Stop fucking around and play.

Okay.

There's 800...

and l'll raise you 2000.

You're raising 2000

on top of the 800? - Yep.

What a man!

He's either got balls made of marble or a full house.

Even with a full house, you need balls.

Put in 2000 if you wanna play.

l will. - Put it in.

Win and l'll put it in.

Your call.

Fuck, l've got nothing.

This is too much for me. l'm out.

200, 300, 400...

The 800 you put in.

l'll see your 2000 plus...

One, two, three...

lf you wanna play, put in another 10,000.

l'm in. What you got?

Two pairs, queens. You?

You win.

C'mon, get your money out.

lt's not money!

l owe you 12,000!

Help!

C'mon, Vaja...

Please, Vaja... - Come here.

Bakho!

Bakho, they're calling you.

Great.

Jemali wants you.

What does he want?

Ask him yourself.

Did Mommy stick a pacifier up your ass and tuck you in?