All language subtitles for Urban tale 2012 english time codes

City story Good!.

Let's work!.

Yes!.

Let's work!.

6th Come on!.
7th Good, good, work, come on!.

Stop!.

Stop!.

Okay.

eleven Guys, you walk down the
street not in the fighting stance.

You never know where the
attack will be from.

No one will tell you:
"Now we will fight.

" It's always unexpected.

Okay?.

Most importantly, the most
important thing is to see.

You have to see where to strike.

17th Do not just pounce.
Throw and miss - die.

This is the end.

Now, hit.

When striking, it is necessary to turn the
foot, otherwise you will never get to the knee.

If you hit the knee, The
enemy will never forget this.

Imagine that his knee is
a broom, and break it.

This you should do with ease.

To test the impact you must
apply it 200,000 times.

26th This is training.
Like playing the piano.

27th Training, training, training.
One out of two.

Or you have it, or it is not.

If you do not have it, you will die.

thirty Now, in this exercise, I want a direct blow, A knee

kick and a side kick to the one who approaches from the side.

You never know, from where
the enemy will hit you.

You must be ready to
attack from the outside.

Do not think of it as a pear.

This is a man, and he will
strike you if you are not ready.

Okay?.

You are always in defense,
all the time in defense.

If you are not attacked now, this is does not
mean that they will not attack in 2 minutes.

Clear?.

I want to work by force, not speed.

3 minutes.
Forward!.

Work!.

Work!.

"Relaxing and soothing massage"
I'm a year older than he.

And I'm worried about him.

He is prone to make mistakes.

I think that I have a
chance, even a good chance.

I'm only 17, pleasant appearance.

Intelligent, I think.

I have a chance to achieve
something in life.

I want to believe that
everything is in my hands.

My whole life is ahead of me.

It does not matter which path I
choose, I am sure that I will succeed.

When you are young, you
can be presumptuous.

Everything is open before you.

You can put up with everything,
but not with wrinkled skin.

If I close my eyes, I
imagine myself at your age.

17 years.
Smooth skin, firm breasts

after the first sex life.
I would give a lot, to

lose virginity again.
Sensations, adrenaline.

Although I did not have the
thrill between my legs.

No blood, no pain.

Almost without pleasure.

But I knew that something amazing
had happened, awful and important.

Even if there was no
blood on the sheets.

My heart was beating like crazy.

Now my breasts become elastic,
only when you are behind.

All the rest of the time?.

Fallen, sluggish.

Why do not you have sex
with girls of her own age?.

You quickly finish.

You can, though quickly, but many times
during the day, and it always turns me on.

I end up with only one thought
that is still desirable.

I do not have much time left.

A maximum of two or three years.

And then all the disciples will
become treat me like an old cow.

The age comes when already
you can not fight wilting.

Someone already said, and was right, that a
woman is a vagina, surrounded by a lot of fat.

This is what you will discover,
if you take off your skin.

This vagina has seen many members.

Saw and felt.

My mouth sucked a lot.

And swallowed.

This does not mean that
I'm hopeless for love.

My butt also knew lovers.

He was licked many times.

I'm all open and free.

Not like the girls of your age.

Three babies came from my vagina.

Although, for this I was cut and sewn again, because I had
weak vaginal muscles, no matter how many exercises I did.

I could not sit all day,
training the vagina.

I had to run, work, teach.

Teach you, your whole company of
carefree, self-satisfied cynics.

So far, you are at the top of the world, and there
you will stay, until the skin begins to frown.

But, there is still time.

I can suck without end your cock
and I know that you can still.

Nothing to worry about.

You can give me a lot more sperm.

I need an address.

We give only phone numbers.

I need a name and an address.

I do not have an address, just a name.

What is the name?.

Kaminsky.

City?.

Area code?.

I dont know.

I'll look for myself.

I'm sorry.

I need more information.

Will I transfer you to my boss?.

- No, you suit me.

- Okay .

In Tel Aviv there are
several Kaminskys.

I do not think he is in Tel Aviv.

Try in the north.

Is this your friend?.

Not close.

This is my father, but I have
not seen him since three years.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Do not apologize, you do not know it.

What about your mother?.

You know her?.

She died.

That's the reason why I'm
looking for a father.

Tell him that she died.

Okay, leave it.

I do not think so you
can find someone.

Why should I look for a
person, who left me at three?.

I loved my mother, yes .

But, with the mother you could
talk only trivial, everyday.

I could not tell her
about the men or boys.

She was sure that I was dating, and she
certainly could not talk to me about sex.

I do not understand why it was so important
to her, so that we find our father.

I guess when she was dying, maternal instinct prompted
her, that we need a father who will protect us.

I trust her instincts, but
this time she was mistaken.

I'm sure we should find him.

Everyone should know his father.

I do not agree.

I will not make this mistake.

We did well without him.

In addition, this connection
with the teacher of Tanakh .

"What's wrong with my teacher?.

" - It's a disease.

What disease?.

This is not a disease.

She's married, right?.

Does she have children?.

Yes, three.

Three children.

On the same day, when I spoke
with him, I began my search.

I have access to all hospitals, Prisons,
shelters, psychiatric hospitals, etc.

I could communicate with everyone, since
it represented an official organization .

So I started the search.

Kaminsky is here, Kaminsky is there.

There was something .

in his voice .
I realized that not everything

was going well with him.
I can not explain - what exactly.

It could only be felt.

So .

talked and .
I really wanted to help him.

What to say to a man, who has not
seen his father since three years?.

I do not know what to
do in this situation.

I did not want to get caught up
in this, because we were warned,

and, if this happens, it is necessary to inform the chief.
But, I wanted to help him.

I do not know why.

If the receptionist was told, that
it is not here, it will not be easy.

We try to be very organized.

Even if he acted a few hours ago (there are no such cases here)

perhaps someone forgot him in geriatrics, for this I am here.

We have different departments here.

Day hospital, you might
think that one-day.

There are branches of each
health insurance fund.

All patients there are members
corresponding to the health insurance

fund, not requiring hospitalization,
except for the sick, of course.

If you want to go to a private
hospital, then this is at your expense.

There are outpatient clinics, staffed by specialists,
especially for postoperative observation.

For them you need Form 17 of
your with the obligation to pay.

Out-patient clinics - subsidized.

They observe a lot of patients, and the doctor
who takes you - not necessarily your doctor.

There are no family doctors here.

We have millions of people.

We take hundreds of patients
a week, Thousands per month.

There are so many sick people.

We are all sick, incurable.

Can not hope that doctors,
really, will cure you.

They apply everything they have learned
and know, and work by the rules.

But, they can not be too bold, because
everyone has access to the history of

disease, and doctors are afraid of ships,
criminal negligence and all that.

Therefore, they follow dogmas.

You can not hope that
the doctor is a god.

It's hopeless.

Even the best doctor
can not stop death.

The maximum that he
can - to detain her.

There's coffee there.

Do not go insane if you get
into the operating room.

The operation takes
hours, a lot of time.

If you are in the staff, Everything
you do here is your work.

Everyone has different experiences.

For some reason, people, waiting in line
for admission, always look very pathetic.

Almost all look like victims.

It does not matter what they
have, they always look terrible.

As if, someone left them here 40 years
ago and did not return after them.

If you call ambulance and do not
hospitalized, you pay for the call.

If you are hospitalized,
this is another story.

"Basement" I am what is called a registrar
sister, this is the best thing you can find here.

I like to take care of people.

So I can forget about myself.

Everyone chooses his own poison.

I worked for a while in intensive
care, but this is not for me.

Now, we came to geriatrics.

I wish to find your father.

Where's Mom?.

Why did not Mom come?.

If you ever write about me, Tell
your friends that life is dangerous

these days, and if you do something,
go to the end and do not complain.

How much does this chewing gum cost?.

How much does a chewing gum cost?.

in your kiosk?.
How much is this rubber band?.

How much is this gum, but
only from mouth to mouth?.

Give me chewing gum
and the OCB package.

I have a weakness for
boys, what should I do?.

Lior!.

Lior, when will you
finally come into me?.

When will you enter
me like a bull, Lior?.

Children are playing football.

Lior will beat the free kick.

10 points of white
cowards and insane sperm.

I am an opponent of aging.

You're attracted to me, are not you?.

You, by chance, are not in
the same class as Lior?.

Just a child.

There is no Lior, it's
just her sick imagination.

Her roof went off.

How much is this chewing gum?.

How much does this
rubber band cost you?.

Happiness, that your
store is always open.

You are such a successful fellow.

"Successful fellow"?.

"Successful fellow" is the
password of homosexuals.

"Successful" is the password
of homosexuals and old women.

The old woman?.

The old woman?.

You call me an old woman?.

Lior, when will you come into me?.

Come into me like a bull, Lior.

You cut me.

You cut me into ten parts, Lior.

Can you introduce me to someone?.

I once had sex with a
guy like you, but that .

he had a penis like an ass.
I fucked because all my

friends fucked with him.
They wanted to know how it

was - copulate with the ass.
Painfully.

Indeed, it hurts.

Between us, this is a nightmare.

Many thanks.

Good night.

By the way, I do not swallow.

It's weird, but I do not swallow.

Have you been together
for a long time?.

He wants you, be sure.

You, of course, are already
doing this, are not you?.

It can be seen from your eyes.

Clearly .

it's clear that you are doing this.
In that case, do not pay attention and

forget all the stupid things I said.
Do not let me destroy everything.

God grant that your love never ends.

Let it be eternal.

In fact, I wish you this.

I hope you understand
that I'm an impudent liar.

One day this love will end.

He will leave you, and
you will betray him.

Your love will end.

Think well, before continuing
this love nonsense.

How long can you tolerate his face?.

The same hair, the same back.

My mother suffered her father for exactly two
days, and then began to twist on the side.

I saw right away.

Girls understand this.

She even dedicated me to her secrets.

How can you tell such secrets?.

12-year-old girl?.
When your breasts begin to blossom, you

start thinking about boys, sexuality.
So .

nice-nice between the legs.
I really hope that none of you, in fact,

does not like another or someone else.
It's pathetic.

I'm not ready to take a chance.

There is no man in the world,
of whom I would grieve.

What do you say?.

To the club or home?.

The truth is, I'm devastated.

I'm going home.

What should I do at the club?.

I'm going home.

Maybe Lior will jump in, who knows?.

Good night.

Heck!.

I barely found a parking .

Then, some kind of moron
that worked for us .

I thought I was wrong
with fucking ads.

I need to see how it looks on the TV.

What time is it now?.

Five to eight.

And who are you?.

I am a representative of
the student committee.

I came to introduce your wife our
questions regarding the final exams.

It is very important for us to prepare
for the exams, as best as possible.

Therefore, the help of
teachers is necessary.

Final exams?.

Still satisfied with this nonsense?.

As if this someday helped someone.

I got lousy scores on exams, and
now I sell shit all day and night.

A certificate is not needed
to sell shit to people.

Take, for example, this new television
campaign, which we did for detergents.

For your information, even after
washing the laundry remains dirty.

Cursed mud remains!.

Everything is dirty,
there is no end to dirt.

Awful, yes?.

Due to this, I live.

Fear of the people!.

I spat for fear.

I'm tired of this
pseudo-significant existence.

You work for shareholders, without the
possibility of obtaining an opportunity.

You're so exhausted, that grow polyps in
the ass, which turn into cancerous tumors.

Shareholders suck your blood,
and they get interest, not you.

Interest for growth, interest
for development, interest for .

before the nose of competitors, for
each indicator they receive a bonus.

And what do you get?.

Once a year you get a few chocolates or flowers for
the successful launch of a stupid product, which

you pushed, with confidence, that this is, literally,
an invention, but, in reality, - shit, as I said.

The rest of the time you get phone calls
and SMS from the CEO for a job well done.

Tell me, how much does SMS cost?.

To hell with SMS, give me money!.

You are absorbed by the organization
and become the flesh of her flesh.

If you raised your hand to your wife,
it's because you had a bad day at work.

If you are nice to her, it's because, that
your campaign was successful, and you were

appreciated, finally, a few hours or a few days,
up to the following organizational problems.

The chairman of the board of directors does
not know you, he, even, never heard of you.

He only knows that he has
excellent human material.

He does not have polyps
and suspicions of cancer.

What?.

He is indifferent to you.

He makes his money with
his own 10 fingers.

10 fingers.
And he will not stir any for

your ass, to remove the polyp.
What?.

He does not know you, why should
he dirty your hands for you?.

Tell me how to ask do they teach
you about salary increase?.

This is more important than
studying Tanakh, be sure.

One day you collect all your courage
and rise to the general director .

Is he in his office?.

It's hard to say, his secretary went to the bathroom for a
minute, and you take the opportunity slip into the office.

You knock on the door.

He answers?.

No.

You knock again.

And you hear "yes"
from behind the door.

"Thank God," you say
with joy and enter.

Sit down, relax, breathe deeply, wipe the sweat
on your face, and scratch your nervous tic.

Remember that even if you do not have the ability,
it is extremely important to be persistent.

Do not sell yourself cheap.

Tell yourself: "I give all my strength to the work,
and I have the right to receive decent money.

I am valuable to him.

I will achieve it!.

" Tell him that it's not easy for you,
that you do not have enough salary,

that money is not for you, but for your
wife, children and elderly parents.

Your son has hepatitis, his daughter has measles,
his wife - cellulite, the elderly mother - cancer,

your father suffers from incontinence, and you have a
little polyp in the ass, which you need to delete.

The CEO will look at you worried and
will say that this year, in connection

with the economic situation losses are
projected and all salaries are frozen.

"Of course, you paid attention," he will tell you,
"that we carried out budget cuts in each department.

If we save, we can avoid the
need to send people home.

" He wants to say "dismiss",
but this is a bad word.

You immediately ask yourself:
"I'm a candidate for dismissal?.

" And you come to the conclusion,
that it is better to have a wretched

salary in your hands, than a complete
absence of income to the bank account.

And, so, you're just being stupid, and
the CEO looks wise and responsible.

He has 250 employees.

250 families need to be fed, but
you're pummeling his brain his polyp.

Petty selfish.

Go home and be happy.

Come back in half a year,
maybe you will be lucky.

I am the human material of
the advertising company.

No one will remember me after death.

Here, advertising begins.

Let's see how this
shit looks on the TV.

Good luck with your exams.

It's childishness to go to him.

I did not want to see
him, my father, I mean.

This "grass" for my mother.

This is permitted by law,
for medical purposes.

Mom suffers from terrible pain.

She has cancer, for your
information, incurable.

With cancer, pain in the whole body.

It's allowed, it's a cure.

I got it for her.

Every week I get.

But soon even "grass" will not
help, she will need morphine.

Then she gets used
to morphine and dies.

You will have to return it.

I have a recipe.

You can not just arrest me.

The police are arresting bad guys,
criminals, and not children like me.

When you have cancer,
you will understand.

Do you have cancer?.

I do not want you to, I just, I know.

If you live long enough,
cancer will overtake you.

This is confirmed by statistics.

While you do not have cancer, you are the most healthy

person in the world, and the next day you suddenly get sick.

Everything is diagnosed:
you have cancer.

The results of a biopsy can not be expected for
long, but, in the meantime, prepare for the worst.

So it will be easier.

So it was with my mom.

So with everyone who is overtaken
by this devil's disease.

Just do not tell me, that a
little "grass" can do harm.

My mom needs her.

And I would not hurt.

Stop talking nonsense, mothers
do not smoke "grass"!.

I know what "grass" is.

"The grass is grass.

" Why come up with excuses?.

I'm trying to help you, Do not
look at me like that, okay?.

Remember my words well,
and I will save you.

Why never say a word of gratitude?.

You go to the police.

At the police academy, how important is your
service, that you guard the order in society and

in the state, that you oppose anarchy, and with
all these illusions in my head you go to serve.

And then you are shocked
your whole life.

First, you're not sure, you think, this is certainly a

mistake, it's just an accident, but, then you realize, it is.

Nobody wants to communicate with you, no one
likes you, everyone is hiding, only they see you.

They do not respect you.

No one is afraid of you.

Even small children.

You are outcast, not desirable.

Leper!.

Stay away from you -
Only this all want!.

It hurts me that nobody
loves me, it hurts me.

Why were you born?.

To be unloved?.

It seems to me that many
things were a mistake.

I should not have been a
policeman, but a detective.

Go till the end.

You live life, and then you understand, that
I made a mistake in choosing a profession.

Tell me, when the twin towers fell, was
there at least one hero-policeman?.

No!.

There were only firemen on which
the buildings were falling!.

It's a problem to change
a profession at my age.

It's not a profession, it's my life!.

If I drive all day on a
patrol car, this is my job.

This is what people will say about me.

That I ride the car all the time.

I do not protect order.

No.

I ride on a patrol car, that no one likes
me, and they all flee from me, as from fire.

Patrol car and fire - this
is all they will remember.

Do you know why they came
up with tight jeans?.

Ask any woman, she will tell you.

Every woman knows that a
man needs a body, meat.

That's why they came
up with tight jeans.

The more they fit, the better.

The man needs it.

This world is one big brothel.

Look at the girls.

They all wear the same dresses,
the same jeans, the same linen.

They emphasize the
chest, shoulders, legs.

One thing they do not
emphasize: brain.

I, too, was addicted to this.

My wife forced me to get involved.

She had an ass, a small, sexy, and
all that worried me was her ass.

She even let me use it.

For many months I admired her
backside, followed him everywhere.

If her ass turned to the right, I, too Turned
to the right, if left, and I walked to the left.

I was excited, enchanted, enslaved.

I forgot that the butt has
a face, a personality.

In the end we got married.

I and the backside.

Then she was pregnant.

Natural way, not through the ass.

For some reason, sometimes, for some
reason the woman becomes pregnant.

And you must cum inside.

It's a must.

Children are flour.

Children are slavery.

Women have never been are
really free from slavery.

You give women the right, but they, still,
are just models, who sell you a cola.

Are you sure that if you buy a car, or fucking
cola, or TV, you will also get a model.

But where is the model?.

Where is the model?.

Where all half-naked girls, hiding in the corners, winking,
smiling, looking at you from above, from advertising?.

Letting you undress them, but only there, on
the poster, on the screen, in your dreams.

You will never meet
them in life, never!.

Where are all these models, when
I unpack your new Japanese car?.

Where are all the girls
with perfect breasts?.

Where are they when I
drink their diet shit?.

Where are they?.

I see our women - thick, with scars, fattened, wrinkled,
negligent, swollen, sagging, drooping, ordinary women.

Where are they, all these
elegant models, without fat?.

Why do they mock us all the time?.

Why wink?.

It's time to undress all the actresses,
announcer, maidens, weather forecasters,

models, TV presenters, models-leading,
leading-models, and half-naked actresses.

Why only sex?.

We want to see everything,
we are hungry!.

Do not just wink, give
us full penetration!.

We will watch with your
tongues sticking out.

"There are no virtuous programs
with a hidden meaning!.

" "Farewell, eroticism.

From now on, finally, only real sex!.

" "24 hours a day, sex is in front of you,
in high resolution, in the evening hours!.

Give it to everyone.

We will buy everything!.

" Do you think the
models have an orgasm?.

Do you think they do not pretend it?.

Really, really, do they end?.

It is interesting.

I've never been with a model.

But it is not important.

Here's what's important: while women will
sell the cola, they will remain whores.

It will change only when a woman
again begins to keep his virginity.

While we are considering a woman, as
a sexual object, it will be inferior.

Sex is the root of evil.

True purity is God's gift.

That's why I decided to
exclude sex from my life.

Tear yourself out of
this circle of suffering.

But, I'm not therefore here.

I killed my wife.

I hated my wife always, but
fucked her periodically.

If we want to stop the killing of our
women, we must stop fucking them.

Maybe it's enough to walk already?.

Remember, we went to the bar?.

Remember, I met a guy there?.

He fucked me in the ass.

In the ass?.

- In the ass.

"He raped you in the ass?.

" He did not rape me.

It was by will and consent.

But this moron was inexperienced, and
fumbled in the ass for half an hour.

He did not want to finish.

Do not make such a face.

I need variety.

Now he's baking there like hell.

I had this before.

It takes 3 days for the pain
to pass, and I forgot about it.

This cretin was so painful
that it hurts now.

Simply, it was necessary to say: "back",
and he finished the same second.

But, there was a buzz,
literally, a buzz.

Do not ever repeat my mistake.

Do not fuck with the first counter.

It's okay if you have sex, I'm not
jealous, but not with the first counter.

Be good, not with every shit.

You do not have to take
too much initiative.

I'm not a supporter
of this feminist shit.

Let him do his job, let him
find your G-point, if it exists.

Who cares how soon you finish, let him find
your clitoris, anus, anything, to please you.

And the most important, do not
fuck if you do not want it.

Simply, do not fuck.

And do not read the advice in
these glossy women's magazines.

They are all so unnatural
and far-fetched.

And porn movies too.

I'm not a violent feminist, but, the best
thing is - to portray it as yourself.

Everything in life is connected.

And do not be afraid of anything,
even if it is seems too eccentric.

You must learn how to suck.

This gets the men.

They will appreciate you.

The fact that you have a vagina, does
not mean that everything will be easy.

Do not be embarrassed
to have anal sex.

This will hurt the first few times,
but give you a new level of orgasm.

It is worth learning to lose
control, it's better than drugs.

Learn what excites you,
and who excites you.

Remember, sex is the glue
that binds together marriages.

Sex and nothing more, not even money, if
you are not frigid, but, as we know, no .

And do me a favor, Do
not feign an orgasm.

I've never faked an orgasm
in my life, never in my life.

You have to find out how it
is - having sex with a man.

It is a pity that you can
not try with his brother.

Sex with a woman is not the same.

Fucking a man is something else.

You should try.

What is this "noodle" about
"grass" for your mother?.

It will take a lot of time, to
find out that she was dead?.

Be that as it may,
let's get out of here.

Let's get out of here
as soon as possible.

I feel bad.

I know the court buildings.

This place reminds me of prison.

I was in prison.

Let's get out of here.

I'm talking about
what happened to me .

I was, literally, on top and collapsed,
literally, at the very bottom.

From a lawyer turned into a criminal.

I've been sitting for
more than a year.

But it's over.

I'm back and happy.

I understood one thing: the life of the rich and
poor will never be crossed, While your car does

not get into a road accident, in which you hit
the back of another car, as it happened to me.

In fact, you can crash into someone's
ass, even if he's poor, right?.

And .

you're too young for that.
You're not a homo, right?.

While we are talking about this, for your
information, homosexuals enjoy themselves.

I tried.

Not with a man, I'm not a
homosexual, God forbid!.

With a girl from school.

She fucked me.

Excessive stimulation,
prostate massage.

Waste of time.

So, I crushed some poor woman,
and they made a terrible noise.

"The rich man kills the
poor" - so they wrote.

What is the relationship with money?.

Tell me.

What is the connection?.

This is an accident, an error.

That happens.

That's life.

You won something, you lost something.

That happens.

What does wealth mean?.

People like to hate the rich.

We do not sit and do not plan,
how to "exploit the poor.

" Right?.

We do not have monstrous plans,
how to kill people with hunger.

They were born poor and will
die poor - this is life.

Did I promise you anything
when you were born?.

Did he promise you something?.

I do not even know you?.

You're already out, you're free.

It was not a difficult problem.

You got a chance, my dear.

You're so nice that I do not know,
will you have another chance.

Listen to my advice: if you do not want to to be
here again, Do not try to prove how cool you are.

This place is not for you.

They will watch over you.

Be smart.

Do not stick your head out.

The sister is waiting for you.

How old is she?.

It's good.

Does she have a boyfriend?.

Does she like authoritative figures?.

Forget what I said.

I have enough girls .

They are so naive.

Really think that
everything is doing right.

They are so exhausted, but, at least, I can say
that I know them, and they are worth something.

I could never be with him,
even if she forced herself.

Because he is a child.

He will always be a child.

Beautiful, but - a child.

She is.

Pretty.

Very sweet.

Grew up, with God's help.

You're no longer a little boy,
from whom the toy was taken away.

You could sit and cry, when
someone took away your candy.

You could not allow it
when you were young.

Other children have seen your
weakness and offended you.

They knew your weak
spot and made you cry.

Now, he's going to cry.

Now he will cry.

Can not handle it.

Only the girls cry.

But, look, he's crying too.

The girl.

Baby.

Homo.

And you can not handle it.

It does not matter that you hate them.

They tease you.

And the tears begin to pour,
but you can not hold them back.

It's like a curse.

They know it, and you know it.

Some of them feel, that they hurt
you, but this does not stop them.

You are grateful to the Lord, that you do not see
your face, distorted by pain, knowing that your

friends, these so-called friends, catch every
drop, every teardrop, every spark in your eyes.

Tears pour, so salty and bitter.

Nothing in the world has
such a terrible taste.

Tears, which, as you thought,
suppressed, remained inside for life.

Cry, let them get out, if you can.

We did not know that
it would be like this.

Between the stress of birth and the shock of death,
really, you do not have time to do anything.

When you get out of stress, you're already
80, and you are at your last gasp.

Your family is sitting around, watching, how your chest

heaves and descends, making sure that you are still breathing.

And then, at these moments, you realize, that he could
do everything differently, if he had some willpower.

But, of course, you were afraid of losing
everything, therefore, did not take the chance.

And now you realize it is too late.

But, you do not think about this much.

The only thing that cares
you is the next sigh.

Every sigh requires a lot of effort,
terrible efforts, to breathe

once more, and again to sigh, until the last breath is reached.

No one will tell us that we
have finished our journey.

It should not be.

It was hard for me to see
him after his return.

And, when he returned, he,
almost immediately, left again.

He was thinking of coming here, but decided
that already enough tests in one day.

Therefore, we agreed to meet in the
office of my insurance company.

You have a shitty retirement
program, It's right.

You need 10,000 shekels a month,
to live when you retire.

Suppose you retire at 60, right?.

Say, you'll live another
10 years, up to 70.

It's normal, is not it?.

Now watch.

10 years are multiplied by 12
months to 10,000 per month.

This leaves 1 200 000.

Do you understand?.

I'm not just calling you the amount.

Now, according to this policy,
you have 10,000 shekels.

At this - 13 000.

Total 23 000.

Further.

These policies are passive,
as there is no money for them.

According to your main policy, if this amount you postpone
every month, let's see, that the amount accumulates.

So, what did we get?.

It turns out 330 thousand shekels.

330 000 shekels are divided into 12 months
and 10 years, leaves 2 750 shekels a month.

You will receive a pension
2750 shekels a month.

All.

What can I do now with
NIS 2,750 per month?.

You will eat canned food from waste.

I do not like it.

Start to accumulate.

Indeed.

Do you have some money in the bank?.

And, you have children.

It's not your son, right?.

Too cute.

Look, children are big expenses.

Adult children, too.

And you do not have an apartment.

So far without an
apartment, no property.

So, 1 200 000 shekels
minus 330 000 shekels .

You know?.

Let's take 1 million shekels.

1 million shekels minus 330,000
shekels, there are 670 000.

670,000 minus 13,000 shekels, minus 10,000 shekels
from your old policy, comes out 647,000 shekels.

So, you need to save up for
retirement 647 000 shekels!.

You have a problem.

Begin to accumulate, my dear, in
fact, start to bring me some money.

Our generation, really, spends them.

And my position is not
better than yours.

You have to start to accumulate, and not
to live as if tomorrow will not happen.

In any case, you must postpone every month 2
600 shekels, and this is a minimum for you, in

addition, just keep on the account for 1 thousand
shekels, and, in addition, buy an apartment.

If you do this, you can
live modestly, retiring.

Presumptuous, of course,
expect to live up to 70.

One out of every five people does
not survive even before retirement.

Dies much earlier.

I can not do it.

Tell him that he's just shit,
if he even recognizes you.

He recognizes me, and
he remembers you.

Do you remember him?.

I remember him very well.

I remember we were in a circus,
and he held the lion in his hands.

I remember the shower in the garden.

I was 3 years old, and you were 4.

You do not remember a damned thing.

You, really, do not
remember anything about him.

You just remember the stories
that you heard about him.

I come up with other memories.

I come up with pain, I
make up desires, sadness.

I remember some kind of dog, dragged me to the
neighbors, and I had a deep wound under the

eye, which they processed in the house, in
the bathroom, and there was a lot of blood.

Notice, I do not invent.

It happened when you
were in first grade.

You cut yourself under a metal
table with green plastic.

Stupidity.

You're making it up.

Now you have the
opportunity to ask him.

Although, he was not here,
when you were in first grade.

Only in your imagination.

Are you sure you do
not want to meet him?.

I'm sure.

I'm sure because I hate him.

I want to cross it out of my mind.

I do not care how he lives, whether
he is alive, whether he suffers.

I do not care if he is sensible in
reason, or he forgot who he was.

I do not worry, Alzheimer's disease or paralysis, or
cancer, or diabetes kills every cell of his brain.

I do not want to know him.

I do not want to approach him,
I do not want to forgive him.

Forgiveness means a concession.

Forgiveness means that I do not
remember that, what did he do.

Forgiveness means that
it was not so terrible.

And this is wrong.

What he did is terrible.

Awful very.

You act like a child.

If someday you decide to meet
with him, it can no longer be.

I can not.

I can not.

I can not.

My father has done a lot for us.

But, he stopped taking care
of us, when he became old.

He was an Israeli handsome man.

So it was written in the
newspaper: "Israeli handsome.

" He had the first in the country a big BMW motorcycle, and
he, the first in the country, made a round-the-world trip.

He was famous and .

As he was walking down the street,
and the girls heard his motorcycle .

So she met him.

When my brother was
born, problems began.

I guess he had enough women.

When I was 14, I left home, but
continued to help my mother.

When she discovered
cancer, I went home .

and soon after that she died.
You want to make me cry?.

I was worried about my brother.

He went.

I finally found him in a nursing
home, somewhere in the mountains.

My sisters told me that he was all alone, no family, no
children, from the category of people, exhausted by life.

If tired, then tired.

I wonder how people
can stay that long.

Any little thing can make
me to fall into depression.

When I had the flu, I wanted to die.

I really thought about suicide.

Not practically, of
course, but theoretically.

We did not have suicides in our
family, our parents did not like this.

But, when are you old?.

What is the limit of life expectancy?.

And this old, tired man
still clinging to life .

God knows why.

"Kaminsky" Yoram!.

Yoram!.

Your son has come to visit you!.

And .

wonderful, wonderful.
Will he stay for dinner with us?.

And .

wonderful, wonderful.
Father, do you remember me?.

When my father died, he
did not recognize me.

"Mere licht" (Simply light), he said.

And my mother, who thought, that I do not understand
what he is saying, said that he missed me.

I was young and handsome, and was sure that
my whole life is ahead, and I have a chance.

And I thought that I could fuck my sister, who
courted him, and that I will live forever.

I will be a pedophile,
I will be a rapist .

and I will not grow old.
Today no sister will suck me.

Not even regret.

As if .

something has changed in my
head, but nothing has changed.

Only the body has changed me.

You did not bring a camera, did you?.

I do not want to be
remembered like this.

I do not see any sign
that you are worried.

Why should you come
to take care of me?.

My life is over.

I did not think that I
would live to see this.

I do not understand how this
happened to me, I can not believe it.

Nothing like this has
ever happened to me.

What do you do all day?.

I'm waiting.

Waiting for what?.

The best days.

Nothing like this has
ever happened to me.

Just a few months ago I also
traveled around the world.

Suddenly, no one knows
where, this disease.

I was as healthy as an ox.

Did Mom come too?.

No, father.

Mom died.

It's a pity.

A.

And your sister?.

Are you .

are you seeing her?.
She's fine, but she could

not come, she has exams.
Already studying?.

In the University?.

No, father, she has
school final exams.

What does she study?.

Miscellaneous.

All that can be studied.

Mother told you, that I wanted to take custody of you,
to travel with you, to travel around the world?.

I was worried about you all the time.

Even now.

Take care of your sister.

Find out how she is doing, make
sure that she has everything.

Do you have a connection with her?.

What does she do?.

Do you ever see her?.

I told you that she could not come.

She has exams.

I do not know why your mother left me.

Are you sure she's dead?.

Very sorry.

Father, it's you who left her.

Not she.

You left her.

You left her and us.

How can father abandon
his own children?.

We could die, and you
would not even know.

I had to.

I could not stay, it was
impossible, it was unbearable.

You can not understand this.

You're still young, you'll
never be in my position.

Take care of your sister.

I already take care of her, not
expecting your instructions.

I'm trying to convince myself and her, that you are not

indifferent to me, but, in reality, I do not love you at all.

And your daughter does not
care if you are alive.

You can say that she hates you.

She did not even want to come.

It is a pity that she did not come.

I could see her.

She has exams, right?.

In the University?.

Yes, she has exams.

Father, I do not love you at all.

I have a little left.

When I'm gone, I'll take care of you.

You're not even glad that I came.

You did not like what I drew for
you, and I painted for others.

I drew my father who
highs up your baby.

Strong, with a mustache,
like a settler.

Even in 70 years the father
should be the father.

You are not even a shadow of yourself.

You are someone else.

It can not be that you are my father.

It can not be that I look like you.

How will I live all
the remaining years?.

I will die of anguish.

50 years is a long time.
What will I do all this time?.

So much time for longing.

50 years of longing.
But, if you continue to

live, I guess I can too.
We have the same genes.

While I was a child, I did not
have the courage to go to the end.

Father .

be healthy.
Hey!.

Where are you?.

Listen, the battery is running out.

I met my father.

- Okay, and .

"I need you to take me.

" Are you small?.

Go home yourself.

Can not you do without me?.

He asked about you.

I'll tell you about it when I see you.

Come, take me.

Maybe you want to tell him "hello"?.

I will not come after you again.

I have a business.

Go home yourself, I'm
sure you'll get there .

They did it together,
I mean, he fucked her.

He deserved to die.

Okay, maybe not death, but he,
nevertheless, deserved punishment.

He did not deserve punishment.

I think he committed suicide, because
he could not stand this shit.

The pathologist must sign
the form of issuance.

He operates now.

Family conflict.

This will take time.

Many wounds.

Sit down.

Do not worry, this
broadcast will be repeated.

I already know the final score.

Otherwise, I would not sit out.

The leukists will win
if you are interested .

I'm looking for something different from time to time, but,
usually, I do not find anything, and go back to the sport.

To the idiocy of sport.

No, it's not.

I like sport.

But, sit in front of the TV
without moving your ass?.

This is something else.

And not because sometimes one
team tries to beat the other.

There are games and many seasons.

They fool your head, they tell you, that this game
is the most important, a lot of blood will be shed .

Then you find out that it's just another game, and even
if your team lost this is not the end of the world.

You can continue to live.

Because every year there will be a new
season, and there will be new players.

Yes, these are the greatest players,
which you have never seen!.

New Maradona, the new Michael Jordan .

I ask you how you can see, as you know,
they do not act out Portuguese penalties?.

Because from the 94th they are masters in Europe, and
you can not throw them out of the quarter-finals.

It's disappointing if
you think about it.

Of course, you should
not think about it.

Is there any power
to think about this?.

Even if you think about it, you
think only 2 minutes, not more.

You do not have the strength.

You are exhausted and broken.

You can not correct the world.

You can hardly cope
with their own problems.

And even if I destroy everything
around, What will I achieve?.

How much can you watch
the historical channel?.

Hitler, Himler, Hitler, Himmler.

Tired!.

American series I'm no
longer able to watch.

Only when the twin towers were destroyed,
I realized how much I hate Americans.

All this white rubbish.

So they died!.

What a stupid nation!.

How much shit they produce!.

In short, all that's
left for me is sport.

Mainly, football and basketball.

Oh, the first half.

I'm going to pee.

The fool!.

I told you: "Be careful!.

" Why did you need to see him?.

What is the need for this?.

You were not fit for this.

Fool!.

I told you: "Be careful!.

" Why did you need to see him?.

What is the need for this?.

You were not fit for this.

Nerd!.

I told you: "Be careful!.

" Why did you need to see him?.

What is the need for this?.

You were not fit for this.

Fool!.

I do not think that it was
possible to prevent this.

There was no mistake on the part of
those, who is relevant to the case.

My profession does not exist
such a thing as a mistake.

This is an oxymoron.

In life there are no mistakes.

Life is life, not theory,
this is the real thing.

I see it every day, it's my duty.

I sum up the overall results, weigh
all the pros and cons, and I can

confidently say, with a full guarantee,
that it was impossible to prevent.

We have very clear
laws and regulations.

There is a reason!.

It consists of many elements, and
each of them has an explanation.

No one will appeal
against my decisions.

I already said before,
there were no reproaches.

It can not be assumed, that
one case is like the other.

Each case is special.

Moreover, even cases that seem similar, as a result, are
very different from each other, perhaps even opposite.

Suppose we want to be sincere, yes, in this
case, brother and sister, how would I say .

This is the case that overshadows
and makes me reconsider my work.

Thanks to this occasion, I was forced
to mobilize all their abilities, all

your knowledge, all your experience,
and even take the help of colleagues.

And I can tell you that from the moment, when
we start work, there will be no way back.

There was no way to get the
boy out of this situation.

There were reasons!.

Do not think that we see
only a general picture.

It may be that a wide view, a view containing interest,
it may be that this interested look - for the better.

Pay attention, I'm not convinced, what
happened was not what the young man wanted.

My experience says, that the vast majority of people
manage their future in advance, indirectly, subconsciously.

How absurd and incredible it may sound, although most people

can not influence your future neither in everyday life,

nor in general, In most cases, the future of each individual

person is embedded in him, in the person himself.
You can argue, but I will try to

formulate: the destiny of every
person and individuality seeks to be

realized from the very beginning.
Sounds funny?.

But it is so.

Based on real events