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Is this dress alright?

It's alright, yes.

How about taking a book so you don't get bored?

Luna, I'm never bored when I'm with you.

Flatterer.

Shloimeleh.

What's this?

A lamb born a few weeks ago.

Want to pat it?

-Isn't he lovely? -He is.

Well, are you coming?

-Yes. -I'll wait outside. Get ready.

Rachelika.

-I thought you were sleeping. -I promised, didn't I?

My dear girl.

David,

can you help me?

The zipper's caught.

Why are you changing?

The clients buy what I wear,

that's why.

Done.

Not here, Luna.

Don't you want to?

Mr. Zacks could walk in.

He's off on Tuesdays.

Today he's up north.

Did you lock the door?

It's too early for clients.

"Homemade food."

Bravo, Rachelika.

Are we selling sütlaç as well?

Who doesn't like rice pudding?

But they're British.

They can take it or leave it.

Why aren't they coming to eat here?

If they don't come to the food,

the food will come to them.

Mama, what are you doing?

Hello.

Hello, madam.

Rachelika,

give them two more servings.

Be-hatz-la-cha.

Thank you.

The British women.

You said you locked the door.

Just like Moses and King David.

They were shepherds too.

So was our foremother Rachel.

Right.

What's in there?

Just books.

Tova's getting away from the herd.

I have to get her back.

Going through people's stuff is wrong.

I know who this is,

but who is this?

That's my father.

At least you have a picture of him.

My father said you lived in America for many years.

Did Ben-Gurion send your father there?

No…

I mean…

ctually, yes.

To bring Jews from America.

Tell me about America.

There are automobiles.

Here too…

But huge ones.

And very tall buildings,

like the Tower of Babel.

And there's a train that travels underground.

-Really? -Really.

The streets are huge and there's tons of people,

and in every home there's a telephone and a radio,

and there's these huge stores,

they're called "supermarkets,"

where you can buy anything in the world.

Is there anything America doesn't have?

Yes.

This.

Fresh air, nature, sheep.

Not in Brooklyn, that is.

Shloimeleh…

Shloimeleh!

Shloimeleh!

-Shloim-- -What's wrong?

Have you seen Shloimeleh?

He's with Amalia in the pasture.

The pasture?

They're alone?

No, they're with the sheep.

I can see you're troubled.

A boy and girl alone,

it's prohibited.

Rochel, come with me.

Cheers.

Where are they going?

Whiskey, please.

Give it to him already.

Tell me, Rochel,

your late husband, was it a match?

Yes.

Did you love him when you wed?

I barely knew him.

Thank you.

I used to meet my late wife secretly before the wedding.

I still remember the taste of our forbidden love.

The joy when we stood under the canopy.

God is the Matcher of couples, who are we to interfere?

This is for you.

I mean, for the business.

You speak Hebrew?

A little.

If you want many…

Thirty grush per glass.

We're not going there anymore.

There's no "we," it's me.

And it's not "there," it's my job, I make money.

And what am I, nothing? Is that what you're saying?

Maybe instead of babysitting me at the shop, you'll find a job?

You want us to be stuck here forever?

Have our kids grow up with a father who's a bum?

Stop humiliating me!

I demand respect, Luna!

Don't forget, I'm your husband.

-Your husband! -Put that down, David!

Sit.

Don't you hear that?

I hear very well. He's her husband, sit.

-I'm going to check on Luna. -Rachelika, you stay put too.

What?

Are you alright?

Luna?

For sure?

He did this?

I dropped it.

Please leave.

Please.

Where's Becky?

In bed, she has a stomachache.

Where's David?

Luna, do you know where David is?

No.

-You don't know? -That's right, I don't know. Okay?

Let's eat.

No, you're not allowed.

What, then?

This.

-What's this? -Cauliflower and carrots.

Enough.

I made the zucchini with meat.

Tasty, sweetheart?

Very.

David!

David!

Come out and go back to your wife!

David!

What is this?

What's going on?

What?

Your idiot son-in-law is sleeping in his mother's house

instead of your daughter's bed.

-David! -Enough,

stop yelling like a madwoman.

Leave him be.

He could die from the stench

and she'll be a widow.

-Maybe that's best. -No, don't say that.

-David! -They had a fight.

I heard, so what? David!

The entire neighborhood can hear. You're embarrassing us.

Tell him that.

Don't you want grandchildren?

So they won't make them tonight.

At their age, they should be doing it every night.

Maybe they'll make up that way.

-David! -How long are you going to yell?

Until he comes out.

-What if he doesn't? -He will.

David, do you hear me?

Don't make me embarrass you!

The whole neighborhood will hear!

Get out here!

No.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

It will look pretty on you.

And it's your size.

I have it in other colors, but this one will compliment your eyes.

Where can I try it on?

There, behind the curtain.

Can you come help me?

Of course.

-Get the hell out. -What?

-Sshhh… don't answer me. -What did I do?

I saw what you did. Get out before I break your bones.

Go.

You're ready.

It looks beautiful on you.

I can sell it to you for eight liras.

I'll take it.

Where's Bentzi?

My husband, have you seen him?

He's waiting outside.

-What? -He messed with my wife.

What are you talking about?

He should be grateful he's in one piece.

-I'm sorry. -I don't want the dress.

What did you do, David?

Danke schön.

We're almost out. Make double this shit for tomorrow.

Rachelika, is that any way to talk to your mother?

Listen,

take this bottle to the delicatessen.

Here's some money, buy one,

no, two bottles.

Alright?

It's called "whiskey."

Mama, I know what it's called.

Rachelika…

Is there anything to eat, Luna?

David,

come here.

We have to talk.

Now?

Sit.

What?

Are you alright?

Yes, I'm fine. What…?

That's not what I hear.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I know why you were sent back in the middle of the war.

I know you were in an asylum,

given medication,

electric shocks to the brain.

I know it all, David.

Does Luna know?

No, she doesn't.

Shouldn't she have known before you got married?

Does your mother know

I gave my daughter

to a man who spent 18 months in a loony bin?

My mother mustn't know, it will kill her.

Whether she'll know or not,

I'll decide.

You don't want people to know there's a lunatic in the Ermosa family.

It will destroy your honor.

I'm not talking about my honor.

I'm talking about my daughter's life.

Gabriel,

when Luna married me, she wasn't a virgin.

I wasn't her first.

Maybe her second, even her third, I don't know.

You don't want people to know that, right?

If you ever…

hit Luna again,

touch her against her will,

harm a hair on her head,

I will kill you.

Even if it's the last thing I ever do.

Go.

And I thought our men drink.

They drink like horses.

You didn't tell me your name.

What?

Your…

Rosa.

I'm Stanley.

We have to go back to Jerusalem.

What?

Why?

Or somewhere else, but we have to leave Safed.

No.

You and Amalia,

I see you, Shloimeleh.

It can't happen between you.

-But Tuvia allows us. -He doesn't know, neither does she.

Mama, all we do is talk.

She showed me a newborn lamb,

I told her about America,

about Papa.

About what papa?

You're a bastard, Shloimeleh.

Mama…

You know you can never be together.

Tomorrow we'll tell them we're leaving.

I'm not leaving Safed.

I'm not leaving Safed.

Mama.

Come here.

What is it, son? Don't you feel well?

No, I'm fine. Perfectly fine.

I just want to talk to you.

Ah… finally he wants to talk.

-Do you want to listen or not? -I do, very much.

On one condition.

You never tell anyone, ever.

Gabriel, your mother is like a grave.

What goes in doesn't come out.

What do you want to talk about?

Jilda.

Jilda? What's that about?

She…

has powers, right?

You and Rosa were with me,

you saw she has powers.

If someone

wants to know if someone is dead or alive…

Yes?

Can she tell them?

Gabriel, she can make the dead talk to the living.

You hear me? Have both of them speak.

Can you tell her I want to see her?

You want to see Jilda?

-Rosa! -What?

You must hear this!

-I said-- -What do I have to hear?

Who does your husband want to see?

Who does he want to see?

Jilda.

-What do you need from Jilda? -Nothing! Nothing at all!

Anyway, she's dead.

Yes, she died on Tisha B'Av,

that's a saintly death.

You knew that Jilda was dead?

Your mother knows everything that goes on in Jerusalem.

Then why didn't you say Jilda's dead?

Who's Jilda?

Come here, sweetheart.

When you were little, you were very sick

and Jilda cured you.

Now your father wants to see her.

I don't want to see her.

-But she's dead. -He didn't know.

Now he knows.

Son, I have powers too.

Tell me what this is about, maybe I can…

Are you alright?

-Here you go. -Thank you.

Have a nice day.

…of the Jews in Europe are multiplying,

and currently

millions of Jews are being deported to concentration camps in Poland.

Grinboim added that they must be rescued

from the countries the Nazis invaded and beyond.

-I'm sorry we're late. -It's alright.

Hello, Mr. Zacks.

Did you sell anything?

One client bought some old rag

and another came in to complain.

She said she was here with her husband, and while she was changing,

David threw him out of the shop.

Did that happen?

Yes.

-He was messing with Luna. -No, he wasn't.

I know what I saw.

David, I don't want to be rude, but…

you've been coming here a lot lately.

Yes, every day.

Why?

To protect me.

He stays here until I leave.

Protect her from what?

Men who mess with her.

Like the one who was here yesterday.

I didn't do anything.

You smiled at him.

Because he smiled at me.

You see?

No, I don't.

I sell by being nice to the clients.

You smiled at him. He didn't look like a client to me.

And take Luna's pictures down.

-This is my shop. -And this is my wife.

I decide what hangs on the walls.

I decide when it comes to Luna.

I won't have you here all day.

Luna doesn't need protection.

If I'm not here, Luna won't be either.

Thank you.

Son of a bitch.

He is a son of a bitch.

You can't say that.

Bravo, Mrs. Ermosa,

your stand is the talk of the town.

Your name, remind me.

Rachelika.

You're helping your mother?

Good for you.

Gabriel Ermosa's wife and daughter working in the street.

Who would have thought?

Gabriel doesn't mind you two selling here like Arab women?

Morduch, what do you want?

Your daughter is rude.

I'll tell you what I want.

You're taking clients away from the delicatessen

that is partly owned by your father.

And this is all mine.

Mine and hers.

Why not sell in the delicatessen?

Remove your name from the sign

and put back the photo of Gabriel's father.

Then you'll come?

Then we'll talk.

Please…

Please.

Your dress…

is pretty.

…you'll be back?

What?

Your dress really is pretty.

Let's pack this in.

Let's go that way.

What do you want?

The money.

Rachelika, run.

-No-- -Run!

Go away!

-Rachelika! -Let go!

Let go of her!

Mama!

Go away!

I want to break all your bones!

You should have broken their bones.

Two bandits and you!

Did they run or not?

You're bleeding.

It's nothing.

As long as you're alright.

My dear fool.

They make this in one day?

Damn them.

I don't make this in a week.

I'm asking you man to man,

if someone messed with Rosa, wouldn't you do what I did?

-He didn't mess with me. -He did!

In this house…

I'm the only one who can raise his voice.

Look, David,

Luna is very talented,

she earns well at the shop.

Honor over money.

How much money did you make this month?

What?

You heard me.

Nothing.

You don't work.

I'm looking.

For a long time now…

Rosa.

-What happened? -Papa, everything's fine.