Original subtitles

Nony Geffen, Dudu Tassa, Kobi Farag

Makram J. Khoury, Gilat Ankori, Yossi Marshak

Gaya Traub, Dvir Benedek, Bea Brocks, Zev Tene

Written and Directed by Nony Geffen

Co-Producers: Artan Korenica, Blerta Basholli, Nony Geffen, Shiomi Geffen and Gil Reshef

Produced by Itay Tamir

A Film by Nony Geffen

Are you scared?

Yes, a little.

Aren't you?

I'm afraid it's all for nothing, you know?

I don't feel like being just another statistic.

You feel like a heroic death? -Not at all.

I just wanna live, just live without any meaning.

What do I care that the Arabs are here?

So why are you here?

Same reason you came. For the guys.

Okay, we received intel of hostile activity in Sajaiya.

I want you on maximum alert,

report every little thing you see. Got it?

In half an hour we'll reach an abandoned building where we'll spend the night.

Kassit, this is Point. We heard an explosion. What's your Status? Over.

Kassit, this is Point. Do you read me? Over.

Whoever saw the incident, talk to me right now.

Deputy, here... Near me on my left.

Further on! Further on!

He doesn't like that. Leave his beard.

Dad, Dad...

Dad! Dad! Dad!

So what do you say?

Let's try something else, it couldn't hurt.

We will take care of him. If it doesn't work, we'll bring him back.

You get what I'm saying

Honestly, I'm not so sure.

It doesn't look like it's working here,

so maybe it's worth trying something else. -Exactly.

We'll all be there for him. He'll live with Rotem like before.

Not that I'm a shrink or anything, but isn't it worth a shot?

No, no, no. This doesn't sound right, no.

Tel-Aviv, Five months earlier

My heart is like a crude oil, It doesn't break

It's bends and it trickles deep down

It rarely bursts out

But when that happens

It stains you first...

"Rotem is back!"

What do you mean by "back"?

I'm back to doing live shows. It'll draw people

Yeah...

And what's the deal with just "Rotem"?

You don't get it, do you?

It's self-branding. Like, say, "Maccabi".

Everyone else uses their last name. I don't.

Come on, we still have many places to put up posters.

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Don't light a candle for me, no no

You get the concept?

The cool thing is, that's the concept.

You know what I'm saying

Not exactly.

That's the thing, that's the shit!

Underground, brother. Underground!

Underground!

You know what I'm saying? -Yeah, it is cool.

I mean... yeah.

Can I have a beer?

When are you going on stage?

No, they won't let me, I didn't sign up in time.

Aren't you friends with the owner?

Yeah, so what? He has lots of friends.

What's up?

What? Nothing. It's that girl from college I told you about.

Who, Hadas? -Yes.

Why don't you go talk to her instead of just sitting here?

Are you crazy?

Go talk to her, stupid!

Yeah? -Sure.

Hey. -Hey.

Cheers. -Cheers.

Funny. -Yeah, huh?

I didn't expect to see you here. -Me neither.

Rocket attack on Tel Aviv, Modiin, Be'er Yaakov,

Azur, Rishon LeZion, Palmachim, Holon and Bat-Yam.

The ceasefire has been violated. Our correspondent...

Sucks, huh?

I'm so not into this.

This fucked-up country, everyone thinks he can start a war, and for what?

Because of a bunch of idiots who don't want us to see what we shouldn't see.

Five rockets intercepted...

You know what I mean?

I know that I have to pack my bags.

I don't want to talk politics now.

Coffee?

Coffee sounds good. -I'll make you a cup.

Hey, Dad.

Send my regards.

What is it, a siren?

Just a sec, I'm going to the stairwell.

I can't believe we've got sirens again.

Don't be afraid. It's nothing.

Are you in uniform already?

In my underwear, actually. -Good thing you have them on...

Yeah, right. -Did they call you up? -Yeah.

I'll be in Tel Aviv today. Want me to pick you up?

Sure. Great.

See you, Dad. Bye, thanks.

Whoa, that was loud.

Must've fallen near here.

I'm going in.

Bye. -Bye.

The Yom Kippur War...

Now that was a real war.

You can't imagine how crazy that was.

One army against the other, face to face.

We didn't have all the gadgets you have today.

Yeah? -That was a real war.

Big-time.

What's up, Koren? -All good, man.

Thanks, man.

Listen up, you guys.

We don't have much preparation time,

so I want you all to double-check your gear.

We start training in ten minutes.

Hey. -What's up? -How's it going?

Red alert, red alert, red alert...

Hurry up, guys, if you haven't calibrated, do it now.

We rendezvous in twenty seven minutes and head out.

Nony?

Nony!

Nony.

Dad! Dad! Dad!

I don't want to die!

I don't want to be buried! Dad! Dad!

Nony, Nony. -Sshh... It's all right.

Sshh... -I'm here, I'm here. -Calm down...

Sshh... -Hush...

Nony?

Nony!

So what's your diagnosis?

He's suffering a psychotic breakdown as a result of post-traumatic stress.

So...

What do we do now?

He's put up a defensive wall that we cannot penetrate.

He's not allowing his brain to access that place.

What do you think about his friends taking him to Tel Aviv?

The world of psychiatry is very complex.

It can't hurt.

Nony, you're going back to Tel Aviv today.

The psychiatrist said it'll do you good.

You'll get better there.

Oh, honey...

you know he can't hear you.

Leave me alone, Shlomi. He can hear me.

Nony?

Nony, dear, I want you to listen...

It's your mom, Penny.

I love you and I want you back.

Nony.

I don't know if you can hear me,

but if you do,

I want you to know,

that I'm sorry I named you after Amnon...

Your uncle is dead.

You are alive.

Okay.

Drive carefully.

And call us when you get there. -No problem, Shiomi.

Well, this is gonna be interesting.

Yeah...

Nony,

we'll help you get over this, you hear?

Leave him alone. -I'm just saying.

Want a beer? -Tea. -Tea?

My heart is like a crude oil

It doesn't break

It bends and it trickles

Down

It rarely bursts out

It stains you first...

Fuck.

Nony, Nony!

Nony... -Dad! Dad!

Nony, it's me. Nony, Nony, it's alright.

Nony, it's Rotem.

Nony, it's me, Rotem.

Nony, calm down!

Calm down.

Calm down.

Good morning.

Let's change your clothes.

No.

No?

A different shirt maybe?

Come on, change it. -No.

Why not?

Here, try this one.

Take your shirt off. -No.

Oh, come on!

Rotem, how about changing this crappy music?

I didn't choose it, it's on random shuffle. Oh, sorry.

Random, huh? -Yes.

your life on random shuffle too?

Are they not?

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Hey.

Underground.

Nony!

It's alright.

What was that?

Where did that come from?

I don't know.

You guys, Ori,

if you want to stick around for the freak show, go ahead, but you better go.

Get going, you guys. I'm sorry. Really.

Sorry.

I like your fashion statement.

You've got something going there.

What?

Don't light a candle for me...

No, no...

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Don't light a candle for me, no no...

You better erase what you wrote

He who laughs last laughs best

I want to laugh...

And then it came back to me. -What?

Before Nony went to Gaza, on the day that... -Yes.

He had a thing with a girl, while that song was playing.

Okay, and do you know why he calls himself Amnon?

Nony is calling himself Amnon?

Amnon is my brother's name.

I named Nony after my brother.

Shlomi,

it's okay. It's not necessarily related.

All his life...

people told him how much he looks like Amnon.

Shlomi, we'll get to that in a minute, okay?

You said he sang this morning, right?

Yes, the same song as yesterday. -He sang?

Yes.

Amnon was a singer.

He was killed in the Yom Kippur War.

That's interesting.

That's very interesting.

Now we have to fill the void that Amnon left.

What do you mean?

I think you should tell him about Amnon,

as if he is really him.

What he did, things he liked,

what he aspired to do, things like that.

Wouldn't it be easier to just make him Nonyagain?

At this point, that won't get us anywhere.

I'm hoping that through this new personality

we'll eventually find our way to Nony.

What do you mean?

Nony is in a state of complete denial.

He's created a new persona in the form of your brother Amnon.

This is outrageous!

It's too much!

What should I tell him?

Talk to his parents about Amnon.

Then tell some of that to Nony, and some about your own lives.

Give him some background.

Remember what we said? -Of course.

His uncle Amnon... -Got it.

Remember? -Yeah.

How's it going, Amnon?

This is Gilad, he's a friend, he's okay.

So what's going on here?

It's interesting here.

Amnon's here.

Amnon, remember how you played at the Levontin,

at the Third Ear, at all kinds of bars?

You even played at the Barby club.

Barby, Levontin, what does it matter?

Then you moved to New York.

New York? Where'd you get that from?

That's what they said. -Is it?

You met a girl there, Cindy Crawford.

Cindy Crawford?! Are you kidding?

It's just a name. Keep going.

Is he getting any of this?

Then you broke up with her and you came back to Israel,

and you kept performing, you had lots of songs,

and you almost made an album.

Almost.

You never released an album. You were always the producer.

You produced albums for famous musicians as Rami Fortis

Yeah, I remember. -See, he remembers.

He remembers that.

Yeah, you did a great job there. Amazing.

You never made an album but you almost signed with Nitzan Zeira once.

Once? You almost signed with him a few times.

What?

Isn't that your story?

Maybe we should play something?

Let's play something.

Come on, hold my hand tight

And we'll go on a mystery tour tonight

We'll hug the teddy bear, we'll draw clouds

We'll pick up guns and start up a fight...

He behaves like someone who's suffering from a dissociative disorder.

It's a classic case. I think it's fascinating.

A psychotic breakdown plus PTSD.

You're playing God. That's dangerous.

As if our success rate with other patients is so amazing.

You know the story about the prince who wow: wsgwo?^^“

Rings a bell.

There once was a prince who thought he was a turkey. -Okay.

He sat under the table naked, eating seeds.

Then a healer came to treat him and the king was so desperate he let him try.

Okay. -The healer stripped naked, sat under the table and ate seeds.

After a while the healer asked the prince: "Who are you?"

The prince said: "I'm a turkey."

The healer said: "So am I."

But he isn't a turkey.

I want to try to reach him this way.

You're a sick man.

I'll go along with you.

But if this turns to be a farce I won't back you up.

You'll face it alone.

So what are your plans, Amnon?

I don't know, I guess I'll walk around a little. You know.

Want me to come along?

No,

I'll mingle.

Are you sure?

Sure I'm sure.

All right. -Ciao.

Ciao-ciao...

Gimme a beer, babe.

What?

What kind of beer do you have?

We don't sell beer, this is a CD store.

Hey, Amnon. Excuse me, I... Just a second.

And who are you?

Want a beer?

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Death is fairly certain, it lurks around the corner

It doesn't reap discriminately

It will not be late to the date that you made

Don't light a candle for me...

I'll be right back.

Hey, Yuval. -Hey.

Just a sec, sweetheart.

How's it going? -Not bad.

I need a favor. -Talk to me.

I don't think so.

I'll be with him.

It'll be fine.

You give me your word?

I'll play with him. It won't be amazing, but you know...

It's a favor.

Cool.

Thanks, man. You're the best.

Bye.

Well? -Well, Amnon?

What's up with that weirdo? -We gotta get going.

How do I look?

You look great.

Great, really.

Am I pretty? -Sure.

You look good. Let's go.

Amnon,

get up and sing.

You wanted to perform, didn't you?

Don't call me up to the stage like that.

What?

Call me up on the mic.

Call you up on the mic? -Yeah.

Is the sound on?

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome...

Amnon.

Amnon!

This song is called "Don't light a candle for me."

One, two, three...

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Don't light a candle for me, no no

You better erase what you wrote

He who laughs last laughs best - I want to laugh

Don't write me any eulogies

There's nowhere to go, don't change your clothes

Give the bouquet you bought to someone else...

Turn down his guitar and push the effect on his voice.

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Death is fairly certain, it lurks around the corner

It doesn't reap to order

It will be late to the date that you made

Don't light a candle for me

Don't light a candle for me, no no

There's no hurry

Don't light a candle for me, no no

Do not...

Hello?

Fine.

Hold on, I'll ask him.

Amnon, do you want to play again tomorrow?

He should pay us.

He says he wants money.

Will 200 shekels do it?

It's a deal.

Great, it's a deal.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the one and only...

Amnon.

Amnon.

Give it up for Amnon!

Fuck you.

Give it up for Amnon!

Fuck you.

Amnon...

Amnon...

Amnon...

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

Amnon loves you.

Amnon doesn't love you.

Amnon loves you.

Amnon doesn't love you.

Amnon loves you.

Do you love Amnon?

This pub is fucking awesome

It's the best pub in Tel Aviv

People come from all around

From the country and the suburbs

The journalists all drink here...

Lets hear it for... Amnon!

Everyone knocks back

At least four drinks

Give it up for Amnon!

This place doesn't have regular hours

Within a week you'll be squirting, blood...

Get off the stage. -Hey!

Take your hands off me!

Hey, it's Cindy. Come here, Cindy.

What?

I'm not Cindy, I'm Anna.

Don't make fun of me. -I'm not.

Cindy, come next to me!

Cindy! Cindy! Cindy!

Can I play with you?

You'll go down on all fours smiling

And pick up their shit

They'll call you an annoying cunt

Dirty cocksucker

These guys are real men

Drunken fuckin' real men

Get it into your stupid head

For every girl in the pub there are ten whores on the street

When you stop feeling

That you have a body and a soul

Then you'll know - Welcome, honey

You're one of us now

Nothing different, nothing special

Just another one of the crowd

Some stupid chick

Who ended up in Tel Aviv...

Shouldn't we call him first?

No way. -Wait...

I still don't get who we are going to see now.

Nitzan Zeira. -What?

Nitzan Zeira. -Yeah, but who is it?

We talked once about him releasing my record. -So?

What "so," Cindy? Now it's the time!

I'm not coming. -What? If you don't come, it's not happening.

I don't think it's right.

Do whatever you want.

Rotem, you're coming with me. I'll take care of you.

I'll take care of you.

Come on, don't worry about it.

Cindy!

Where are you?

Hey. -Hey.

Is Nitzan Zeira here?

Do you have an appointment?

Uh... not really.

I'm Rotem.

Doesn't ring any bells. -Honey, it's urgent.

Come on, let's go.

Go tell him that Amnon is here.

Amnon, calm down.

No, that son of a bitch is trying to play with me.

Please leave the office!

Can I speak to Nitzan?

No. You have to make an appointment.

Fuck you.

Nitzan! Where are you?

You motherfucker!

Thank you. Who are you?

The loud one is Amnon.

Amnon, will you leave my office before I call the police?

Nitzan, the thing is...

Hey, Rotem.

What's going on?

I'm good.

And who are you?

Nitzan, it's time you put out my album. No more beating around the bush.

Did you send me something? Excuse me.

Cut the crap.

Rotem, who is this guy who's yelling at me?

Amnon.

Oh... Amnon.

Of course, of course. Welcome.

I should've recognized you.

What's so funny?

Are you sick or something?

Kid, I could eat you up.

Now get the hell out of here. I won't say it again.

Amnon, let's go.

Between the mountain and the deep valley

There were once two hares sitting

Eating up the green green grass

Eating up the green green grass

Right down to the ground...

I want to tell you a funny thing that happened to me today.

Want to hear it? -Yeah!

I'm afraid of dying.

Lately I've still been afraid to die, but not as much.

I looked at an airplane today.

And I pictured it crashing.

As if I wanted it to happen...

I could feel the...

terror of the people sitting there.

The fear in the eyes of the people who didn't do anything wrong.

How it feels...

I could feel it like I was there.

You know what I mean?

Aah! Beer for everyone!

Cindy!

Cindy!

Come take a look what I wrote!

What do you think?

What's with the Cindy?

Stop calling me Cindy.

You don't like your name?

I'm Anna. Anna!

You're Anna...

Watch out, you're gonna blow...

Fuck you!

Fuck you.

I love that nutcase!

Cindy, wait for me! Cindy!

You know that Amnon... is not all right.

What do you mean, "not all right"?

That his name is Nony.

Yeah.

Of course I know that.

So why do you do that?

Doing what?

Why are you with him?

Because...

he makes me laugh.

Big welcome for Amnon!...Amnon!...Amnon!...

Give me his phone number.

I'm not giving you his number. Are you for real?

Who needs you? Asshole.

No... Give me my phone!

Amnon, give me the phone,

I'll kick your ass. Gimme the phone!

Hello?

Fortis, you nutcase, what's up?

Who is this?

Who do you think? It's Amnon.

Amnon who?

C'mon, you nutcase...

Don't do this to me. Gimme the phone.

Who is this? Amnon who?

Amnon who produced your album, I want us to work on something new...

Whoa...

He got cut off.

I'm not sure he got cut off, Amnon.

Give me the phone, it's...

Hello?

You dropped your phone, huh? Goofball.

Listen and listen good,

stop calling me or I'll call the police.

Why are you being like this, Fortis?

Don't do this to me. Gimme the phone!

What a jerk.

What happened?

He's a jerk. -What happened?

He's out of his mind. Everyone knows that.

And now, for the world premiere...

"There is no end to childhood" by Amnon!

Words by Amnon.

Music by Amnon!

Yeah!

You'll tell me more and you'll get so excited

And we'll go to bed together

You'll be the girl and I'll be the boy

In the afternoon everything turns red

And we'll always be children no matter what

In the afternoon...

...everything comes back as a dream....

...moments frozen in time...

Uh...

Dad! Dad! -Amnon...

-Amnon! Amnon!

Amnon! Amnon!

Amnon...

Amnon!

Amnon...

Amnon...

Hello, Rotem, how are you?

Hey. What are you doing here?

I've come to check on Nony in his natural state.

His parents are outside, they want to see him

but I thought I should come up alone first.

Hello.

Hello, Amnon.

How are you?

Good, I see you remember me.

Yes, you're the doctor.

Who's she?

My girlfriend.

Pleased to meet you. Anna.

Will you stop with this "Anna" already?

He thinks she's Cindy Crawford. Long story.

I see.

I understand your music's doing well too.

Amnon, can I ask you a question?

Go ahead.

Your parents are waiting outside.

Can I tell them to come upstairs?

What happened?

What did he say?

His parents are downstairs.

Don't you want to see them?

What?

"Amnon is back!"

Hello?

Rotem? -Yes.

Hi, it's Nitzan Zeira.

Nitzan?

What a surprise. How are you? -I'm fine. Listen,

I want to talk to you about that guy you brought over.

Yeah, Nony. Amnon. -Exactly.

I don't know how to reach him,

but I remembered that you' taking care of him.

More or less. -Good.

I want to release a single of his.

He's got a real spark.

You realize he isn't a musician?

So what? He's got something fresh, so...

When I realized he's for real I got interested.

I'm glad to hear it. I'll tell him.

Good. Do you want to play with him?

Of course. He can't even play, I play all the guitar parts.

Oh, really? Sounds good.

But I like that rough sound of his.

What rough sound? That's the sound of someone who can't play.

Okay, I get it. Let's meet next week and put out a single.

Okay. -Talk to him and get back to me. Figure out what song you want to do.

Okay, thanks. -Great. Ciao. -Ciao.

Start playing.

You mean the song

Whatever you want.

What does he want?

He wants you to play the guitar to get you tuned up.

Ah...

I'll do overdubs later. -Okay. Great.

Start singing.

While I play? -However you want.

Are you recording this? -Not yet.

Then what the hell are we doing?!

Amnon, relax. He has to set up the sound.

Lennon did the same thing, believe me.

Okay. Try singing.

They slammed the door in his face...

Is that how you're gonna sing

What kind of question is that? -Is that your key?

How should I know the key? Are you a nutcase?

Can you sing it like you do in concert? -Yeah.

Put my guitar in the speakers, okay?

Okay, got it. -Okay, Amnon?

Cool, but let's start recording. -Okay, go ahead.

Ready when you are.

I was born ready, motherfucker.

Okay. Three, two, one...

They slammed the door in his face

They said he was on drugs

They called him a thousand names

And shamelessly

They screamed like sickos...

Number one on the charts...

"Amnon. A War Machine."

Nony, or Amnon, you decide what you'd like to call him,

has reached a place few artists ever reached.

He broke the rules of the game they call art

and created a new kind of art,

art on the border of life and death.

Rumor has it that Amnon can't even play.

He's a great guy.

He defended his country and now he's a singer.

What's wrong with that?

Did he commit a crime?

He refuses to see us.

And shamelessly

They screamed like sickos

This generation is rotten

It looks so pathetic

This generation is sad

They did all sorts of experiments on him

Let me play some!

What's your problem? -Nothing, I feel like drumming.

And shamelessly

They screamed like sickos

This generation is rotten...

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

It's crazy, they love him!

It's so weird.

And it's from nothing. From a guy who lost his mind.

What I don't get is, like,

does the audience not realize it's all cover versions?

It's not like they're his songs.

So what?

He's got something special, I guess.

Yeah... but... There's something twisted about it.

Why?

Shit!

Look at what he did to me.

What is that?

He wet the whole bed. Psycho!

What is it, pee?

And he did not even wake up.

I'm sorry, Anna.

Tell him I'm sorry.

You don't want to tell him yourself?

No.

I can't do this anymore.

I love him.

Come on, Anna. -But I'm not his mother.

Come on, sit down. -Come sit with us and then we'll decide, Anna. -No!

It's enough! You think I'm kidding?

Smell this! -Calm down.

It's pee!

Tell him I went back to Germany.

Okay, Anna.

I'm sorry.

Goodbye, Anna.

She's so fuckin' hot.

What are we going to do with that nut?

What can we do?

I'm going to Germany.

Forget about her.

Did she leave because of you?

Let it go, Amnon.

now if you fucked her! Now!

Anna!

Anna! Anna!

Anna... Anna..

Anna...

Yes, it doesn't sound like he's doing well.

These symptoms really are troubling.

Do you want to ask his parents to take him back?

I'm considering it.

It's your decision. But I do think Nony is about to have a breakthrough.

It'll take a little more patience, but it's coming.

I've seen these symptoms many times before.

Let him find the way through his subconscious, through Amnon.

Okay. I'll try.

What did he say?

He says Nony is about to have a breakthrough.

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?!

...and in about half an hour, Amnon will play at the Levontin Club...

This generation is pathetic

This generation is rotten...

This generation is sad...

Amnon!

Aah!

You came for a reason.

I don't understand, Amnon... What do you mean?

"There is no end to childhood"!

Come on stage with me. -No, I'm sorry.

I have a boyfriend.

Amnon!

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

Let's play something different.

What?

Want to hear something different? -Yeah!

What do you want to sing?

"As long as we're alone".

Can you play it?

Can you play it?

What? -Wait a second.

It's not like in the past

It's not like they say

Everything is still,

Frozen...

Sadness, rain, love,

Make no difference

Something is dead, something is over

Distant love in a subway

Across a London square

She writes me: It's kind of cold now

When are you coming?

Millions of people alone

They should be on the move

So we get warm, so we don't freeze, so we don't go mad

Millions of people alone

They should be on the move

So we get warm, so we don't freeze, so we don't go mad...

Aren't you going to ask me in?

I just want to talk to you.

I have homework to do.

Give me five minutes, I won't bother you.

I swear, knock wood...

My parents' apartment. It used to be my grandma's.

Fuck. Nice.

Thanks. Something to drink?

No.

ilia

Yeah, coffee.

What kind?

Got any Turkish? -I think so.

So where's that boyfriend of yours?

I don't know. At work, I guess.

And... do you love him?

I don't know, it's still new.

I can't find any Turkish. Do you want instant?

I don't believe in anything instant.

I'll have tea. -"I'll have tea".

What's so funny? -Nothing. You're funny.

Sugar? -One.

I've been thinking about you lately.

What were you thinking?

The truth?

Nothing but the truth.

That we need to be together.

Okay.

Well?

Well?

So we're...

are we together now?

Get out please.

Get out now!

I'm not leaving.

She could've called the police.

But she didn't. -So what?

So she felt something too.

Yeah, she felt you were a psycho.

Psycho?

Yeah.

Psycho.

Dude,

you're just jealous.

I'm jealous?

Yeah.

You know what?

Go fuck yourself.

What do you want?

Go fuck yourself!

Go fuck yourself, motherfucker!

Motherfucker!

You don't appreciate anything people do for you!

What have you done for me?

What have you done for me?

You're an idiot.

Dude, I don't understand what you...

No, huh? -What do you want?

Uh, uh, uh, uh...

No, huh? You don't understand.

You remember this!

I've had it with him. -What are you gonna do?

I don't know, but I'm going nuts.

Call his dad, Rotem.

It's over.

You tried.

Hello?

Hey, Shlomi. -What's up, buddy?

I'm okay. I'm sorry for calling so late but I had to talk to you.

It's alright. What's going on?

How's Nony doing?

He may be alright but I'm going nuts.

What do you mean?

Listen, Shlomi...

Come over and pick him up.

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't be here.

I came to apologize.

So you brought me a dog?

Robert? No,

Robert? -I brought him here to marry us.

To do what?

We're meant to be together, and Robert's going to marry us.

Right, Robert?

Amnon,

I have to ask you something.

Go ahead.

Do you remember me?

Nony?

Nony?

Nony?

Nony...

Nony!

Amnon!

Amnon!

Amnon?

Amnon!

Nony?

Good evening.

Amnon's concert is canceled. We apologize.

Refunds at the box office.

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon! -What is this?!

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

Amnon! Amnon! Amnon!

Five weeks later

He needed pills! And lots of them!

Shlomi, please, this is not the way to handle the situation..

So what's the right way? No, seriously. I want to know.

You have to give him time, okay?

Had he wanted to come back, he would have already done so.

Do you hear what you're saying? You're sick in the head!

I'll see to it that you lose your license!

You hear me? -We gave you our son.

We put his life in your hands and you destroyed him.

He ran away, okay?

Running away from something is also running towards something...

Enough! Enough already!

Do you think he's still alive?

What?

What kind of question is that?

Yes. I think he is.

His parents are going crazy.

Fuck everything!

Are you bummed?

Of course I'm bummed. Are you a nutcase?

You're starting with the "nutcase" too?

"Amnon is back! Final performance"

Jesus! Unbelievable.

He's nuts, man.

You know this was the right way.

You know it was the right thing to do.

You took a chance.

I told you you should report it.

You did this to yourself. I'm sorry.

Good luck.

Yes, Rotem?

I can still be saved

I know it

I can wake up

Sober up

I can still speak

With love

About myself and the city and a woman...

I'm less angry now

And a quiet wave of feeling is breaking

A mother sings a lullaby to her son

Mother is always here with you

I feel like something is changing

The weariness will pass, the sun will rise

Then I'll recognize you, my dear

And you'll recognize me

I was always afraid I'd go mad

That my heart would freeze and empty out

But now as I sit here

I can still be saved

I think...

Thank you.