Desperado Square (Kikar Ha-Halomot) (Kikar Ha-Halomot)

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Yoseph Shiloach

Yona Elian

Muhammad Bakri

Desperado Square

Editor: Yoseph Greenfeld

What's the matter with Yisrael? He overslept.

I don't know, he always wakes the neighborhood up on time.

Photography: Dror Moreh

Pull!

Pull. - Be careful not to fall.

Don't worry, Baruch.

Yisrael the Indian is arriving. - He's late today.

Yisrael, you asshole!

You're 10 minutes late.

I should be the alarm clock...

You? You'll have us sleeping till noon.

No way. I'm precise as a Swiss watch.

Yeah, sure...

Come down already. It's getting hot here.

Producers: Amir Harel & Haim Manor

All together now...

Director: Benni Torati

It weighs a ton...

Did you speak to the synagogue about the memorial service?

Everything's arranged, Mom.

How about the notices?

Yisrael plastered notices all over the neighborhood.

Nissim.

Nissim!

I had a dream about Dad, blew my mind.

I saw Dad standing in front of the old theater.

You and Aaron were there too.

The whole neighborhood was gathered around.

Dad was nailing the door of the theater shut.

Everyone was crying like little children.

Quite a dream. - There's even more to it.

Then Dad tries to pry loose the boards nailed to the door

but he doesn't have the strength.

He grabs me by the collar, like this... Like this.

He asks me to help him.

But my arms are weak and the boards won't budge.

Then Dad, with tears in his eyes,

makes me promise I'll do one final screening

to undo the vow.

A vow is no laughing matter, Nissim.

I'll tell you his exact words:

"Screen one last movie to undo the vow."

"Memorial service - Morris Mandebon"

How are you, Yisrael?

Avram?

Seniora.

You won't believe it. Avram is back.

Avram? Which Avram?

Avram Mandebon. I just saw him in the street, honest.

Seniora, he hasn't changed. He looks exactly the same.

Yisrael.

Which Avram? Dad's brother?

I swear, Nissim, I just saw him. I wouldn't lie to you.

What is he doing here?

He finally came to his brother's memorial.

Enough. - Why? Because he's an uncle?

Have a seat. Want some coffee?

I've dislocated my shoulder!

One... two... three...

It weighs a ton.

Be careful!

What happened? - You got up late today...

I'll play you a song that'll set your hair on fire.

What's this? - A mast for the bonfire.

Tie a rag doll to the top and it'll be a great bonfire.

Make the doll a Brezhinev. - No. This year it's De-Gaulle.

What?

Lt'll look better if you twist it around like this.

You twist yours!

Do you owe me any money? - I don't owe you anything.

Just asking.

Want to play again?

Show me some money.

Enough?

Pull up a crate.

Both face cards lose, the ace is the winner.

Watch carefully. Don't whine later.

Three cards: King here, ace here, and queen here.

King here, queen here, and the ace here.

Where's the ace? - Morad, it's in the middle.

It's in the middle.

How do you flip a match?

Morad, do me a favor... - Get lost!

Show me how to flip a match. - Get lost, you Jellyfish!

Both face cards lose, the ace is the winner.

David, how are you, honey?

Wait a second, I want to talk to you.

Wait a minute!

Give me back my stockings, you thief!

Do you hear me, David?!

Sarah, go home. Your food is getting cold.

Queen loses, king loses. Where's the ace?

Queen.

Let's play again.

He's broke.

Let him play for credit. - I need a guarantee.

Where can I get a guarantee? - He hasn't got anything.

He can wager the "mop". - What?

Wager the "mop". - Over my dead body!

Suit yourself.

Wait a minute, dumbo.

Morad, don't worry, he'll lose.

I can feel it this time.

Alright, the "mop" against the entire pot.

Winner takes all. - Agreed.

Sit down.

Stay out of it. This time I'm on my own.

Morad, we'll hex him.

No hexing! - Oh, alright.

Both face cards lose, the ace is the winner.

Where's the ace?

Are you sure?

Up to your tricks again? - No tricks.

You can still change your mind. - This one.

Damn!

Give me the "mop".

Once he brings the money, you give it back.

Remember, you give it back.

Bring the money, get the "mop" back.

If he doesn't return it, we'll pluck out his eyebrows.

Take good care of it!

Taking him for a joyride? - Hi!

Oh my goodness! - What is it?

What have you done to yourself?

He looks good like this.

He lost the "mop" to Yisrael.

He'll give it back to me once I pay.

Sure.

So, planning to set the neighborhood on fire?

The bonfire they put up in the Ezra quarter

is nothing compared to ours.

It wasn't the real thing. They only had tires to burn.

We'll use wood.

Isn't this a tire? - No, it's for sitting on.

Will there be hot potatoes? - Charcoal, more likely.

Who's that yelling?

Climb aboard. Let's get moving.

Step on it, Baruch!

Don't take my gas canisters! - I'll bring them back.

No, don't take them! - I'll bring them back!

What's going on? - Nothing. Clear the area.

He's taking my canisters.

I told you, I'll bring them back.

Mrs. Leah, please step aside.

Now put them back and beat it.

And don't raise any dust.

Do you think you're the law around here?

It's between me and her, so keep out of it!

Beat it before I spatter you all over the place.

Enough, Nissim.

If I see you here again

I'll chop off your legs.

Get lost.

Mrs. Leah, don't worry, we'll put back the canisters.

Bless you. He keeps stealing them all the time.

Don't worry, he won't be back again. - Thank you.

Wow, almost...

Aim it higher...

You did it, Morad.

You're the champ.

It's caught fire!

Morad. Here's Aaron. Ask him about the clothes.

Playing with fire?

Aaron, how are my clothes?

The trousers are all right, but the shirt...

Come later, I've got a shirt for you.

What happened to your hair?

Yisrael's got it. - Playing cards?

I'll get it back but... - Natural looks best.

Don't block the passage.

Let me try once.

Need any help? - Hey, Aaron.

You've grown stout.

We're not children anymore.

How are you?

All right.

It's been 25 years.

Gone in a flash.

How did he die, Aaron?

Merciful God, Morris's heart gave way in his sleep.

He went to bed and didn't get up again.

Was he angry at me?

Ever since you left something inside of him died.

He was never the same again.

He loved you, Avram.

He missed you a lot.

I made a mistake.

I should have come back to talk to him before he died.

At least you'll say Kaddish at the service.

Yonatan, make sure the potatoes don't burn.

Don't worry, I'll manage.

How long has Avram been gone?

20, maybe 15 years, I don't know exactly.

Much more. At least 30 years.