Nina's Tragedies (האסונות של נינה)

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Anat Assoulin Presents

Ayelet Zorer

Yoram Hatav

Alon Aboutboul

Aviv Elkabbez

Anat Waxman

Shmil Ben Ari

Dov Navon

Evganya Dodina

In a film by Savi Gabizon

Nina's Tragedies

An Anat Assoulin Production

Costume Design: Tsipi Englisher Casting: Hila Yuval

Sound Design: Gil Toren Sound: David Liss

Assistant Director Yochanan Kardo

Original Music Assaf Amdursky

Production Design Shahar Bar-Adon

Editing Tali Halter Shanker

Director of Photography David Gurfinkel

Produced by Anat Assoulin & Savi Gabizon

Written and Directed by Savi Gabizon

Dad never understood how I turned out so white and short.

During our most precious moments

he'd call me: "Keftika de mierda dulce mia",

which means: "My sweet shit pie".

I was his gentleness, his soul.

He never told me so, but I knew I was a disappointment to him.

When he asked me who my best friend was,

I'd make up a name,

because I didn't have any school friends

and he was always the best.

He was the most handsome, the smartest,

he was the best pilot trainee.

When he became religious, he was the smartest pupil.

Even in the hospital ward, he died the fastest.

I have a lot of work.

I can't, rabbi.

I can't. I'm sorry.

Goodbye, rabbi.

Hello, how are you?

Tell me what the problem is, I'm in a hurry.

The back wheel wiggles.

- Okay, let's fix it. - No, not now.

The funeral is in 10 minutes.

I'll be done in 3 minutes. You can leave the body there.

Lift it up, please.

That's it.

Every time you guys fix it, it breaks again.

Stay for the funeral, to make sure it's okay.

- I can't. - Please.

See for yourself, it's fine.

- Please. - I don't have the time.

Please.

There goes my day.

The most insulting thing

was when my parents wanted to talk without me listening.

They'd ask if "Madam Estrea" was around.

They called me Madam Estrea.

Madam Estrea was a nosy old woman who'd walk around,

listen to people's stories and tell them to everyone.

That's Nina, my mother's little sister.

Nina is the love of my life.

She's the real smart one in the family.

She's a book editor, she helps writers.

The last two years were the hardest years of her life,

and the hardest years for the whole family.

Two days ago, on the last day of his life,

my dad was called to come for a talk with the school counselor.

She'd just come back from Senegal after being bitten by a mosquito.

When this mosquito bites a normal person they lie in bed for 6 months,

but she came back to work after two weeks.

Come in.

Yes, okay.

I understand.

Yes. Thank you.

Thanks. Goodbye.

Hello. I'm sorry, that was my doctor.

It seems that I have flat feet too,

I have to start wearing those footholds.

You seem a bit startled,

but you'll get used to it.

No, it's fine, it's not that bad.

And it keeps getting better.

I even see some improvement since yesterday.

The problem is, it's very itchy but I simply musn't itch.

No, of course, you mustn't itch.

Well then.

Does this look familiar?

No.

You've never seen it?

No.

I'll read it as it is,

I'll skip the embarrassment.

"I stood on a rock to get a better look.

"My pelvis was totally hot.

"I held on to the wall with one hand

"and held on to my dick with the other.

"I felt as if it was on fire.

"It was hard and I started stroking it.

"Suddenly her body started moving,

"as if to some mysterious rhythm.

"She started moaning and with one hand

"she pinched her lips or her tongue, but I couldn't see

"because she turned her head.

"I prayed to God to let me go inside.

"Just once, God, I want to fuck her,

"if there even is a God.

"Suddenly everything froze,

"only her finger kept moving down there," etc, etc.

Nadav wrote that?

That was the first thing I saw.

May I?

Who is Nina?

That's about Nina?

Is there a Nina?

His aunt. Alona's sister.

But maybe he just made up a name.

That's what we're hoping. Look, Amnon,

from what I read, this is full of peeping descriptions.

How he and another friend wander around at night,

peeping on women.

So I thought you should read it and decide what to do.

It may be a figment of his imagination,

a fictitious story. I hope.

It looks real.

Here's Alona, Haimon...

It's like a diary.

- Here's Nina. - Nina is mentioned a lot,

from what I browsed through.

Here, he wrote about me too.

Things that happened in our family.

Here's Nina and Haimon's big fight.

You shit! You shit!

You can't just run out on me!

- Nuni... - Don't call me Nuni!

- Nina, calm down. - You treat me like a dog!

- We had no choice. - Excuse me...

I'll step outside...

- No, it's okay, stay here. - Come on, we're going.

Going where?

- Home. - I'm not going home with you.

What do you want from me?

Nina, we'll hurt each other, I'm not going.

Molcho, please step outside.

I'd rather stay. He asked me to stay...

Molcho, do me a favor, get out.

Nina, I'm sorry, he asked me to stay.

Did he ask you to come on to me too?

Now you're just...

I never came on to her.

You're a fucking depressive fatso.

Depressive?

I'm depressive?

You and all your friends, you fucking loser, loser...

Nina, stop crying. Please.

Hug me.

- And start all over again? - Hug me.

You keep humiliating me.

Stop it, please.

Who do you think you are?

Nina, enough already.

Then let's get out of here.

- I'm not going anywhere with you. - We'll go and talk.

- We already talked. - Then we'll talk some more.

But we agreed

and you said it's cool, so why start all over again?

- We'll talk more. - It won't do any good.

- It will! - It won't! - Stop it, stop it!

Molcho, leave us alone?

Let's sit down, okay?

That's my biggest enemy. Haimon.

No one in the family liked Haimon, except Nina.

They met when they were in high school

and they've been together ever since.

So you want to end it?

It's what we decided.

It's for the best.

But I can't.

What can I do?

It'll be hard at first,

but it'll get easier and easier.

Fuck you.

That's the way it is, Nina.

I had so many things to tell you.

What? What? We talked and talked and talked.

- We didn't talk! - What did you want to say?

You're so shitty and stupid.

Go on, tell me.

I'm sorry I came, I'm sorry about everything.

What's keeping you from talking?

Nina!

Two weeks later, they decided to get married.

Are we ready? Allow me to remind you,

the white dip is a special Australian sauce.

It's not mayonnaise and we don't have mayonnaise.

Don't get upset,

don't offend anyone. With a smile.

We don't have mayonnaise, we don't work with mayonnaise. That's all.

Two, three... go!