Intimate Grammar (Hadikduk HaPnimi)

At the heart of the Independence Day festivities

stood the IDF parade,

impeccably organized and carried out with utmost precision.

200,000 spectators viewed the Parade

and applauded its participants.

Multitudes celebrated with Independence Day picnics.

Children had a merry time. In balmy, sunny spring weather

children played in parks and woods.

Spirits soared, feet danced and voices burst in song.

Indeed, the entire people celebrated,

young and old alike were swept into the joyous circles.

Some paintings she's got. Some lunatic painted them.

Modern art...

Modern fraud. - Let's get out of here!

She'll be back any minute...

We found no clues yet. - Bullshit!

She won't talk to anyone, no one knows where she's from.

So that makes her a spy?

Check out these boobs!

Well?! Like you're not interested...

Aharon.

Come on, we'll get in trouble. - I'm out of here. You coming?

What's with the painting? - Nothing. Just a painting.

She'll be back any minute...

We'll climb down the tree. - We'll get in trouble!

It is now 13:20.

You are listening to the "Search for Missing Relatives" program.

The program has received messages

from relatives and friends in Israel and abroad.

To Manya Zilberg, formerly known as Fliescher, from Lodz...

Sorry, Miss Blum, really.

What are you doing here?

Tree has problem.

Problem? What problem?

It's all sick. Look... - Yuck.

Why yuck?

Some lemon and salt, delicious.

Good evening, Mr. Strashnov! - Good evening!

Get some fresh air in your mouth, "in'electual"... Professor...

Children, leave David in peace!

Mamchu! Psst!

Get inside!

Seriously, Mr. Kleinfeld,

is there anything you can do for my tree?

Moshe?

Right here, Hindale.

What are you doing on the tree?!

You can't imagine what's going on here.

The whole tree is wounded. Gotta be cleaned...

Are you nuts?! Help me with the groceries!

Coming, coming...

Gidon!

Well... where is it? - Don't you want me to look for it, Mama?

Go look for worms in the tree...

Leave the winter clothes to me.

She's got her cuckoo eye on you... - It's all in your head.

Yeah, right...

"Is there anything you can do for my tree, Mr. Kleinfeld?"

Who does she think she is?!

What are we doing about your mother?

What can we do? - What can we do...

Standing naked out in the balcony! What can we do...?

People are talking, it's not good for the boy.

What's it got to do with the boy?

Aharon?

No more bread for dinner.

You won't believe the scene Nikova made in ballet class.

Go to our room, get some winter socks.

Why? - Because I said so.

Where's your painter thing, Yochi?

She called me a cow in front of everyone!

I walked out of her class.

Nikova may be a ballet expert, but I'm the expert on raising kids.

I won't hear about no bread.

So don't hear...

Why the winter socks? - To try them on, what else...

Go on, already.

Look at this thing!

You're in your teens, building your body for life.

You'll diet later, believe me.

I'm not trying them on. - What does she know, that Nikova?

Has she got any kids?

I'm back in third row...

I'm not trying them on!

Get those socks or you're in trouble!

I want new ones. These are old!

Try them on, then we'll see!

Dad, they're from two years ago...

Where the hell did I put it?

It's all because you eat standing up. I've told you a thousand times.

Where's your painter thing, Yochi?!

Why do you need it now? She'll make a terrible fuss.

Take it, take everything!

I won't be a painter, anyway. Nor dancer.

Too bad I stopped painting. You can still paint with fat legs.

Here it is!

What's wrong?

What happened?

What's this?

What have you collected here?

Almost 11 years old and I still have to clean your ears.

Show me the other one.

Well? How long are we going to wait for His Highness?

Well, well. - "Well, well" what?!

Well, well, it fits.

I can see that. Obvious, isn't it?

Maybe the sock is too thin?

It's a winter sock. The thickest.

l want new ones.

When hair starts growing here you'll get new ones.

You better eat everything I put on your plate. I'm telling you.

What's wrong, Aharonchuk?

Why does she have to insult me?

It's all out of love.

She doesn't mean it.

Of course she does. - Come on, enough...

Besides, even that, what's his name?

With the funny hat...

what's his name, Napoleon?

Just a wimp of a guy.

And look, he took all of Europe.

What's this ointment for?

I'll show you, but first go have lunch.

I don't want to. - Come on, go. - I don't feel like it.

The whole tree's full of worms.

Look.

Gotta take'm out and smear the ointment all around the holes.

Let's hope the government doesn't slap another devaluation on us.

When your mind gets stuck on something, I swear...

When a tree's sick, you take a knife

and chop off the sick branches. That's it.

Why don't we ever go to the theatre?

Why do you say that?

Once your mom actually went to...

That... uhh... opera...

Really, mom?

Come on, Mamchu... look what she's done...

Don't underrate your mother.

If she hadn't met your father, hungry out on the street,

she'd become a famous bohemian... - Enough!

Did you lose your mind on that tree?

She used up all her savings to go to Tel Aviv

before we even had a State. Totally dangerous.

But she had to see all the... hats, dresses, curtains!

Not everything you don't understand is fraud. - Sure.

People enjoy all kinds of things. Not everyone's ignorant like you.

Right... 5 hours listening to...

What's this?

What's this, Yochi? Did you just throw your bread away?!

Answer me! - I told you, no bread today!

No one throws away bread in this house, right?

But I said no bread today... - Stop fooling already!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Wanna come for a little walk with me at "Swoon" lake?

We'll go fishing... at "Swoon" lake?

We'll catch some frogs...?

"Swoon" lake!

Yochi....

Leave me alone. I'm hungry.

Think a spy could come into our house and plant something?

Yeah, plant mom.

Seriously, is there a chance someone came in

and left an envelope full of cards?

What? - No, nothing.

What's the matter? - Nothing, keep writing.

What's another word for "missing"?

Give me the sentence. - I don't want to, come on...

Say "My brave soldier, l miss your letters with all my heart".

Just you touch my letters...

Who cares about your boring letters?

So give me another word...

"Yearn", "crave"...

"long"...

"My brave soldier, I long for your letters".

People in this neighborhood have lost all sense of shame.

Son of a bitch.

Just wait till my dad comes back from Africa. Just wait...

Tzahi!

Tzahi Smitanka!

I know you can hear me! Come on up to eat!

Get this... serving her kid lunch at 5...

I'm not inviting her to the Bar Mitzvah!

Just what I need, to shake her hand right after him.

Good evening, Mrs. Smitanka!

How's Lazer doing? Still in Africa?

Whore...

Maybe she loves him.

Loves him? You've got a lot to learn yet.

Love lasts a few moments, then it's war against each other's madness.

All out war.

It's like being in the woods, right?

With snow all around,

sleeping in the trees with the partisans.

ls that from "there"?

"There" such a wound would kill you, right?

Mom doesn't like me talking to you about these things.

Just tell me about the big scar.

Mom said I had to go to some war with you, in the youth movement.

Not war, an initiation.