My father bought a little goat for two zuzim...
Hello?
One little goat, one little goat...
Shay, is that you?
Then came the cat that ate the goat...
Shay, where are you? Tell me, I'll be there.
That ate the goat that father bought...
Then came the angel of Death...
What's going on!
A Film by Oded Davidoff
Bar Belfer Yonatan Bar-Or
Yuval Mendelson Rinat Matatov
Tzahi Grad Danny Steg
Based on a book by David Grossman
Directed by Oded Davidoff
Someone to Run With
They found it three days ago. No ID tags, nothing.
Took three inspectors to bring it in.
The beast hasn't calmed down since.
Quiet, you animals! Quiet!
Now, Assafi, what we do is, as follows:
We put a leash on it, follow it wherever it goes.
Let it lead us straight to its owners.
Because what if it's a seeing-eye dog?
Ever think of that?
But, say you find the owners and they're A-OK?
Then, my friend, what you say is as follows:
A dog without a license is in violation of the Dog Control Act...
Owner is guilty of negligence and liable for a summons...
You like dogs, I see.
Yes. I always wanted one.
Well, now you do.
You're all set.
How long do I follow him like this?
Until you find the owners.
Don't just stand there! Run!
Wait! You forgot the summons!
Here.
Don't forget their signature! In duplicate!
And don't be shy!
Yeah, thanks a lot.
Roy, Meital, what's up?
You dope! I thought it was a suicide bomber.
You could've been shot.
Out of the way!
What are you, deaf? Move it!
So what are you...
Her brother? Her boyfriend?
The girl's, not the dog's!
Where's she been? She sent you instead?
And didn't even leave you her bike? Dude, you're in trouble.
It's a she?
Sure, she's a she. What are you, blind?
46 Shekels, please.
And tell the girl I said hi.
Tell her we miss her!
Are you a church dog?
You speak English?
You're back! My darling Dinka...
I missed you so.
Sir!
What is your business, sir!
Sorry... I'm here to return the dog.
Oh, and they said...
to give you this.
From her? To me?
Finally...
It's just a summons. Really. I should go.
Go? No sir! By no means!
Perhaps just a note?
A memo to deliver?
It's dreadfully important.
I'm from the City Sanitation Dept. It's my summer job.
I mean, my Dad is an electrician there...
And he had to go abroad...
But how did you know to deliver Sunday's pizza, sir?
And how is that Dinka let you tie her leash?
Besides Tamar, no one would dare get close.
Tamar? She's the owner?
And she lives here? - No, no sir.
She has a home, a mother and father.
And you, sir?
Your name. If you know it.
Assaf. - Assaf.
A psalm of Assaf...
"But as for me... My feet were almost gone...
"My steps well-nigh slipped..."
I am Theodora. Head Nun.
Please.
You choose mushrooms.
She, olives.
But won't you tell me where she's gone?
Two months ago
What's up, kiddo?
Don't be scared, little doggie.
Watch out. She bites.
Sure, I was like that too.
Bit every hand that reached out.
Say, sister,
I've been watching you all week.
Comin' and goin', with your guitar case.
But I haven't heard you strum one string.
What are you really looking for?
Nothing.
What if I told you there was someone
who could show you exactly what you're after.
Interested?
Maybe.
Rabbi Nachman! Mysteries of the universe revealed.
All yours, sister.
Does it come with a magnifying glass?
The heart is your magnifying glass.
Take it, it's free.
Dinka Kimchi. 6 President St. Jerusalem.
Two good Jerusalem girls slumming it.
Excuse me. Dinka, come!
Hey! Don't run from Achikam!
So she's a girl? Tamar?
Indeed. Your age.
Theodora's only friend these many years.
She comes and helps me with everything you see.
But then, with no warning...
she...
Oh, my dear electrician!
How delighted I am!
Two months ago she tells me
she will no longer come.
Because of me? No, she assures me.
And she is gone.
But... If I had an address...
Two weeks later, the telephone rings.
Always silent, suddenly it rings.
"Hello"?
Silence.
No reply.
"Hello!"
And I hear...
Tamar? - And she says nothing.
Her breathing, I hear.
The fear in her breath.
Did you call the police?
Expressly, she said. No police!
Mrs. Theodora, why don't I just keep looking?
Yes, Mr. Assaf, yes, keep looking!
Find her...
A month and a half ago
Those were the days
Of early summer
The dawn of days
Nice haircut, egghead. - In the orchards...
Prickly pear and olive trees
Get lost! - A whispering breeze
A wanderer Down a dusty path
Harvest days...
You're amazing!
Yeah, right.
I swear! You are!
I'm Squirrel. I mean, that's my name.
It sucks, doesn't it? - No.
It's pretty.
I wish I could sing like you.
But I'm one of the ones that can't.
You have a place?
Yes.
'Cause I have a cool squat.
Like, if you need it.
OK.
Thanks.
Shh... Dinka.
Hungry?
Say...
Do you know a kid from downtown,
really cute, skinny, big eyes...
plays a black electric guitar?
Doesn't talk much? But he's an amazing musician.
What's he to you?
Nothing.
Just asking.
Good. Probably not much left of him anyway.
Haven't seen him for months.
And if you don't bring in the bacon, you're out of the Home.
What Home?
"Pesach's Home for the Gifted". One big happy family.
Family, my ass.
Family like that, you're better off an orphan.
How do I find this place?
You don't. It finds you.
Son of a bitch!
Been chasing you and your fucking dog all over town!
Now we're even, motherfucker!
Where'd you stash it, huh?
What'd you do, swallow it?
OK, spill it.
I want to know everything.
Suppliers, dealers, names. The works.
Let's have it!
Listen to me, crybaby.
I saw that fucking mutt of yours just a few weeks ago.
Tied to some girl's arm.
Five three, long dark hair, sixteen years old.
Sound like your girlfriend?
I don't know what you're talking about...
what deal you're talking about.
A real estate deal!
Your girlfriend bought heroin!
Every day we find another body.
Another dumb kid with a needle in him.
If you don't want her to end up like that, help us find her.
Listen.
Give me a name, address. Anything.
And we might just let you walk.
Danoch. Call Danoch!
Who the hell is that?
In my left pocket.
There's a summons.
Call him, he'll tell you everything.
One month ago
My Darling
I slipped from between your arms
Three long weeks
That took forever
But when they're up
I'll return to you
I'll glide like a ship
Like a gust of wind
To be with you
Yes, I'm on my way and very soon
Triumphantly, I'll return to you
Very soon we'll speak again
I'll feel your warmth
And breath...
Folks, clear the square!
There's a suspicious object!
Damn those Arabs!
They never leave us alone!
Come, Dinka.
Who did that to you? May he rot in hell.
Food, you've got?
Here, sweetie, help me cross.
You have a place to sleep? Someone to look out for you?
No, why?
Oh, but you must! All alone, in the streets...
Come with the old lady, won't you?
There's a big home downtown, for musicians. One big family.
Musicians?
Like yourself, sweetie. From the streets.
And my son, he runs the place.
Pesach Beit Halevy.
You heard of him?
Pesach?
My father bought a little goat
One little goat...
Shut the fuck up already.
Cool it, or you're out too.
This way!
"Maternity ward"
Is that the style today?
Then I'm in style.
Attractive it ain't.
Any idea where you are?
Then I'll tell you.
Pesach Bet Halevy's Home for the Performing Arts.
Lots of folks here, like you. Singers, drummers, what have you.
Talented kids who need a place to stay.
Feel at home without being at home.
Think you might like a place like that?
I guess so. - Good.
Let's talk about you. Name?
Tamar...
Cohen.
Every other kid in here is Cohen.
You'll feel at home.
How old?
Sixteen.
And a week.
And a week. Congratulations.
Jonathan, tell her congratulations.
Congratulations.
Guitar and vocals, or just guitar? - Both.
How long you're on the street, I won't ask.
Domestic situation, I don't want to know.
Now let's see what you can do.
If you meet our standards.
Now?
Why, you need playback?
Goddamn it, always the same song.
Can't you do something in Hebrew?
Today is your birthday
A secret, old and new
Set the table
And let perfection come to you
It's half past midnight
We should get some sleep
But something is stuck
Stuck deep in my throat...
I know that you know
You're incredible
Don't run, don't be afraid
To take me as I am
Now let me tell you what you do.
You pack up your guitar
and go home to Mom and Dad. This place isn't for you.
No means no.
Sign here.
It says you're here of your own free will and you accept the rules.
Hefty. Not bad.
You know what he's looking for? - No.
You take drugs?
Because in here, no-one touches that shit.
Ironclad law.
If I catch anyone toking, shooting up, sniffing glue, even...
I make sure he's sorry he was ever born.
This place is 100% Art.
Is that clear?
Good. Now get the fuck out of my face.
My dog. He threw her out of the van.
I can't perform without her.
She wants to, she'll find you. If not then she won't.
Metal shop.
Rhino?
Assaf? Hold on a sec!
Kamal, quit hammering!
What happened, Assaf? - Nothing. I'm OK.
You eat lunch?
No, not yet.
Sima's? Fifteen minutes?
Where are you? I'll pick you up.
No, I'll meet you there.
Fuckin' hell!
Hey, whose dog is this?
Mine. Sorry.
Daddy-o, hold on to him, huh?
You don't want to find him on the grill.
Saul speaking. Listen,
that dog you asked about?
Well, it's here, having lunch.
Nah, with some kid.
A few minutes ago.
But no rough stuff in here, OK?
You listen good, Assaf.
I have a buddy on the force.
You tell me who did this, I'll call him right now.
No thanks. The police have done enough as it is.
And who's he?
It's a she. Her name's Dinka.
Hello Dinka.
So you say a cop did this? Why?
They thought I was dealing drugs.
They what?
Hey, Rhino. That dog with you?
Looks like it.
Talk to me.
She's going back to the kennels, get it?
Who knows who's looking for her or her junkie owner.
Cops are like boy scouts next to those guys.
She's a cool girl, Rhino. She helps people.
Sure. Helps them find a vein.
She's probably in trouble. That's all.
The drugs she bought weren't even for her.
Man, you are a dreamer! Just like your sister.
You go chasing some dog. She's after the American dream.
And I have to sit and wait.
Don't look so gloomy. Reli will be back someday.
Sure.
First thing tomorrow, the mutt's back at City Hall.
OK. We'll see. - Don't "We'll see" me.
You're naive, kid.
I'm sick of hearing that all the time.
Stop busting my... - Your what!
Busting your what? - My balls, OK?
Mazel tov.
Come on, I'm gonna bust something else, too.
What's the score?
12 to nothing?
You wish.
How tall are you?
How should I know? Five nine. Ten.
You're five six. I can see your scalp.
Tough guy! Chicken Little. - You're a certified dwarf.
You're a twig. - Even Reli was taller than you.
Here.
Stab me in the heart. Go on, with a twist.
Rhino, I'm sorry.
We rhinos have thick skin.
If Reli needs her space, I'll give her plenty.
As long as she doesn't forget where she belongs.
She won't. I promise.
What can I say, Assaf.
Heck of a way to pick up a girl.
Get a mattress, take it to the second floor. Internal medicine.
Dinner's at 6 PM. Ask someone how to get there.
Doors close at 6:15.
Tomorrow Pesach will give you your route.
Questions, comments, complaints. Keep them to yourself.
One, I said! Put the other one back.
I've been watching you on the street.
Don't think we're not on to you.
Dinka!
Where have you been!
This is Avraham Danoch. Sanitation Dept. Jerusalem.
We waited for you until 5:10.
If you haven't found the owners,
please return the mongrel to the kennels. Thank you.
Assaf, it's me, Rhino.
Just making sure you weren't kidnapped.
Be in touch. I'll be working late at the shop.
If you hear from your parents, give me a shout.
And watch yourself, OK?
Hello. Assafi, are you there?
He's not home. - Give me the phone.
Assafi, honey, we're in Taos, at Reli's.
We finally met James, and he is so sweet!
We helped Reli move her things into his place.
They look so happy together.
Fuck... - Love you. Hugs, Mom.
Rise and shine, dopeheads.
Come on, get up!
Breakfast's in 15 minutes.
You're late, you wait.
Shelly, that goes for you too.
What a wonderful way to start your day.
You slept in my bed. That's why.
Sorry. The room was empty.
There was no mattress, so... - That's no mattress.
It's an incubator for fleas.
Don't worry about it. It's cool.
I was so wasted, I could've laid down on top of you.
Shelly.
Tamar.
Love the buzz cut.
If I did that I'd be all chin and ears.
So, you like the lodgings?
Actually,
I don't.
But I like the lodgers.
Sister, you haven't met the lodgers.
Just the morning dove.
I think I also met the pig.
It's a beautiful day!
Clear skies,
great acoustics.
So who feels like making some music?
Is this everyone?
Some folks'd give their souls to have the talent God gave you.
And you sit here like it's a geriatric ward.
Come on, who's going out there to knock 'em dead!
Me, I am! Me!
Please, Pesach! Me!
Pretty please!
Give it to me, Pesach!
You know what I like about you, Shelly?
You party all night, sneak back in at 6 AM
and after a half hour's sleep you're at full volume.
You're the best, Shelly.
That's right, folks. Step right up.
You want to be useful?
Help me with the bald kid.
Take her to the board.
She's all booked, so she better snap out of it.
Go, on. Move it.
Young lady.
The dog food is on your dime, not mine.
Understood?
Son of a bitch. Pesach's got informers everywhere.
You see his red notebook? The Jungle Book.
All day, writing, erasing, moving us around like checkers.
Then his bulldog puts it up on the board.
OK, let's see where he put you.
He puts the newbies down as question marks.
'Cause, you're still pending.
Holy shit! Girlfriend, you got one hell of a first day!
He's hauling you all over the country today.
Wait, it's not just in Jerusalem?
You're not in Kansas anymore, babe.
It used to be only Jerusalem. Now he's an empire.
These days it's Passover all over.
OK, let's see where I am, maybe we'll overlap.
I don't believe it!
Son of a bitch! Goddamn son of a bitch!
The bastard!
Shelly, stop!
Get your hands off me!
See the kind of penalties he comes up with?
Has me playing Kiryat Ono...
The most evil place in the country.
On one hand, the junkies who want to kill me.
On the other, my Mom...
who called the cops on me last time she saw me.
I can't go back there.
I can't.
You don't know where you've come to, Tamar.
You don't know Pesach.
There you go. Room service.
Summer vacation or what?
You talk to them?
Who?
Your parents.
No.
I mean, they left a message.
What did they say? Reli coming back or what?
Rhino, they just got there. Reli doesn't know herself.
What's to know?
She took off, did her thing, what's so complicated?
You know her. She's complicated.
Do me a favor, ask her.
Just so I know if I'll be single forever or if there's a ray of sun.
I thought Rhinos have thick skin.
Yeah. The truck's downstairs. I'm taking you to City Hall.
Come on. - Rhino, look. I...
I decided not to bring her back yet.
Still dreaming about that junkie?
Anything happens to you, kid, your parents would never forgive me.
Come on. Dinka, we're going.
Rhino, stop.
I don't think you understand.
Rhino, I have a job to do, and I'm going to do it.
And that's final. Rhino!
I'm not giving her back, OK?
I've had it with everyone telling me what to do!
"Go out with Dafi, get a job, forget the junkie..."
You sound like a little kid!
What do you care, anyway?
All you care about is what Reli thinks about you.
That's right, I care what Reli thinks!
Excuse me for living in the real world and not in some teenager's wet dream.
Living in the real world, huh?
If you haven't found the owners, please...
If you hear from your parents...
He's not home. - Give me the phone.
Assafi, honey, we're in Taos, at Reli's.
We finally met James, and he is so sweet!
We helped Reli move her things into his place.
They look so happy together.
Love you. Hugs, Mom.
"Leaving Jerusalem"
The crown prince set off
Packed a bag And the ocean breeze
Swam the seas
Looking for land
Now he looks out at the boats And yesterday's hopes
Still alone
Perhaps in a dream
There's a castle of gold
Perhaps in that world
All is perfect
Got any food?
No, sorry.
I mean, yeah. I do.
Hey, is this D&D?
Yeah. You know it?
Sure. Which characters do you play?
I'm ranger. Or thief. He is Troubadour.
Have you seen a girl around here? With this dog?
Long dark hair?
Yes. - You have?
Yeah. Small. But not scared.
I was scared of her.
Came with that dog. Wants to bite me.
Asking questions.
About what? Do you remember?
Showed me a picture of a man.
Asked, who saw him. When...
A man?
A kid. I don't know.
Boyfriend, maybe. Some guitar player.
That one there, Paganini. He knows.
Should I wake him up?
What did he say?
Nothing.
Wake me up for his funeral.
Anything else you forget to tell me?
A man? A boyfriend?
Maybe a husband and kids, too?
Move, Dinka. You're blocking the sun.
That's better?
Yes, thank you.
Hey, kid. Didn't you see the sign?
What sign?
Big neon sign.
No fags allowed!