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Urban Tale

Let's work!

Yes!

Let's work!

Come on! Good, good, work, come on!

Stop!

Stop!

Okay.

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.

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.

This is training. Like playing the piano.

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, that doesn't mean that you won't attack next.

Clear?

I want to work by force, not speed.

Three 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.

Seventien 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 you don't have sex with girls of your 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 said 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.

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 don't 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 don't understand why it was so important to her that we find our father.

I think she thought 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

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 for postoperative observation.

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

Out-patient clinics subsidized.

They observe a lot of patients.

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.

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.

I saw right away.

Girls understand this.

She even dedicated me to her secrets.

How can you tell such secrets?

A 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 for a stupid product.

You pushed, with confidence, but in reality it is shit.

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.

You are appreciated 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?

His secretary went to the bathroom and you 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 and wipe the sweat on your face.

It is extremely important to be persistent.

Don't sell yourself cheap.

Tell yourself: I give all my strength to the work.

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, the elderly mother cancer,

your father suffers from incontinence, and so on.

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.

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 you learn how important is your service.

And with all these illusions in your 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 likes you, everyone is hiding, only they see you.

They dont 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.

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 a fucking cola, you will also get a model?

But where is the model?

Where is the model?

Where are all half-naked girls, from advertising?

Letting you undress them, but only on the poster, 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, 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.

Models, TV presenters, 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 it'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.

Don't 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 doesn't get into a road accident, as it happened to me.

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

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

While we are talking about this, 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: Don't 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.

I could never be with him, even if I forced myself.

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 he doesn't see your face, distorted by pain.

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, you don't 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 you realize, that he could do everything differently.

But you were afraid of losing everything, therefore you didn't 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 1.2 million.

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.

If this amount you postpone every month 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 2750 shekels a month.

You will receive a pension 2750 shekels a month.

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

You will eat canned food from waste.

I dont 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, 120.0000 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 23.000 shekels, 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 two months 600 shekels.

Just keep on the account one thousand shekels, and 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 neighbours,

and I had a deep wound under the eye, which they processed in the bathroom.

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 dont worry, Alzheimer's disease 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.

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 big BMW motorcycle

and the first who made a round-the-world trip.

He was famous.

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, 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!

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

Wonderful, wonderful. Father, do you remember me?

When my father died, he didn't recognize me.

Mehr licht, he said.

And my mother 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 me.

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.

And your sister?

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?

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.

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 tell you, that this game is the most important.

Then you find out that it's just another game.

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 they don't act out Portuguese penalties?

Because from the 94th they are masters in Europes.

It's disappointing if you think about it.

Of course, you shouldn't 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.

Even cases that seem similar are very different from each other.

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 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 this interested look for the better.

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

The vast majority of people manage their future in advance.

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 through.

Based on real events