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This film is dedicated to my dear friend
Yaki Mechrez

Produced by Tami Leon,
Avraham Pirchi, Chilik Michaeli

Savi Gabizon, Moshe Edery & Leon Edery

Shai Avivi

Asi Levi

Neta Riskin

Yoram Tolledano Shiri Golan Shimon Mimran

Oleg Levin Adam Gabai Ella Armony

A film by Savi Gabizon

LONGING

Hey.

Hi, Ariel.

Hi, Ronit.
- Hi.

You look great.
- Thanks.

It's been so long.
- Yes.

20 years?

Exactly 20.

Kind of exciting, isn't it?
- Yes.

So why did you give us
only 45 minutes?

I told you that's all I had today,
that's what you preferred.

Never mind.

We could've had several hours tomorrow.
- Never mind.

I actually thought about you lately.

About those days...

Hell of a time, huh?

All the trips, the fights,

our place on Mapu...

Your belly-dancing...

Flamenco.

Right.

Do you still dance?

I wish.

So what have you been doing
all these years?

Still living up in Acre?
- Yes.

You're just so polite.

This meeting is such
a nuisance to you, huh?

You keep saying that,
but it's not true.

I really was happy when you called.

What am I, some sales rep?

Have you no shame?
45 minutes...

Ronit, we're sitting,
having a nice time,

and we could meet
again tomorrow...

Also, you don't just dive in
after 20 years,

it could be awkward.
- Never mind.

I'm sorry...

You know what I remember?

How crazy you were
about Veronique Sanson.

You sang her songs all the time.

Do you still listen to her?
Does she still sing?

Roniti...

Why are you crying?

I'm sorry. Please don't cry.

I came all this way just to talk to you.

Great.
And we're talking.

I'm sorry you feel so hurt.

But sometimes, life's just...

I didn't know this was so important.
- Enough.

When I moved back to Acre,
after we split up,

I found out I was pregnant.

And I decided to keep it.

And I had Adam.

The most beautiful baby in the world.

Two months ago he turned 19,

such a special boy...

I never told you because I knew
you didn't want kids.

You really didn't.

And I didn't need any help from you,

everything was fine.

Everything was fine...

Sorry, we're out of the ravioli.

Give us a few minutes.

Excuse me.

Smadi, try to get my lawyer, Perry,
I may need to talk to him.

In about half an hour.

Okay, bye.

I'm sorry...

Two weeks ago
he took my car...

he always does...

and he had an accident...

Up on a bridge...

He fell off the bridge
and he died...

and I don't know what to do...

I don't know what to do...

You're his father.

Aren't you his father?

You need to know,
I wanted to tell you...

That's it.

Ariel.

Hi, Perry.
- What's up?

Smadi asked me to be available.
- No, it's okay.

What happened?
- Nothing. It worked out.

Happy New Year, everyone.

Please welcome our 2015 employee of the year
Avi Yekutieli!

Our next employee,
Emanuel Assis!

Our next winner, llan Asraf.

Thank you.

And last but not least,
Igor Feurmann.

Thank you, good job.

Igor, thank you.

Now let's watch
our factory's corporate video.

Then we'll raise a toast
to the New Year.

Happy holiday.

The holiday season is behind us.

Back to our daily routine.

Back to school,
back to work.

And back to traffic.

Let's listen to some music.

Excuse me.
Excuse me.

I'm here for Adam Hilu's stone-setting.
Is he buried here? -Yes.

You can wait over there.

Wasn't it meant to start already?
- They're running late.

Everyone?
How can that be?

The funeral was small, too.
We're looking at a few people, tops.

Wait over there.

Please leave a message
after the beep.

Hi Ronit, it's Ariel.
I'm at the cemetery.

Are you on your way?

Anyway, I'm here.

I can't reach them.

I'll start the prayer now.
You're welcome to join me.

Who was he to you?

I'm... family.

"...revive me in Your righteousness.

"The Lord will have mercy

"on the spirit and soul
of Adam, son of Ronit,

"the Lord will guide him to Heaven."

If you'd like to say a few words...

I don't think so...

Anything at all.

May he rest in peace.

Hello?

Ariel, this is Eli,
Ronit's husband.

Oh, hello.
I'm just leaving the cemetery.

We're so sorry,
we just got your message.

Ronit didn't think you'd come.

Ronit's been in the hospital,
she has an infection all over her body.

They think it might be lupus.

I'm really sorry.

No, it's all right...
How is she feeling?

She's sleeping now

and she'll probably be discharged later.
We might even still make it.

Since I'm here,
shall I stop by at the hospital?

She doesn't want
anyone seeing her like this.

I'll be in touch later
if you'd like to wait.

Okay. I'll be expecting your call.
- Okay.

I'll be here at... the Palm Hotel.
- Okay.

And again, I'm sorry.
Bye.

It's all right. Bye.

Hello? -Good evening, sir.
You have a guest in the lobby.

Okay, I'll be right down.

Just, who is it?

Hi. Ariel Bloch, room 11.

Ariel?

Hi.

I'm Mickey.
Adam's best friend.

Nice to meet you.

Ronit and Eli told me
you were here.

They're not discharging her today.
Probably tomorrow. They'll be in touch.

Okay.

Could we...?
- Yes, sure.

He would've been so happy
to meet you.

You think so?
- Totally.

Were you in school together?

Yeah, our school's just across the street.
The building with the steeples.

Adam and I both played music.
Adam, the piano. I play the cello.

Adam played the piano?

He was a genius.

Played Bach like nobody's business.

A crazy romantic.

That's amazing.

How about other stuff?
Sports? Soccer?

Acre F.C.
We're their wildest fans.

And... how about a girlfriend?

Did he not like girls?
- Why, because I look gay?

No, not at all. Just because...

you smiled.

Adam was really into girls,

unfortunately...

but they weren't too interested,
mainly because of his leg.

What do you mean?

One leg was two inches shorter,
but you could hardly tell.

He wore a high-heel shoe
and hid it with long pants.

So he had a limp?

No, the heel took care of that.

And when he wasn't wearing it?

Never happened.

Ronit didn't tell me.

Ariel, I'm also here
to ask you something.

And I hope you'll agree.

What is it?

Adam and I were always
short on cash.

It may sound bad,
but we decided

to buy some hash
and sell it to friends.

It was just a kilo.

A kilo?!

Yeah, but it's not hard drugs,
so no biggie.

So when Adam died, he had the stash
and the dealer wants his money.

It's 8K, and I just don't have it.

So I thought you could help
with Adam's share...

What, finance a drug deal?

Even if we made a mistake,
you're Adam's father.

You can help me out of a huge mess.

I will not finance
my son's drug deals.

I'm really in trouble.

I really can't help you.

Please...

I'm sorry, I can't.

But why?

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

I hear you're loaded.

You have a factory...

you could really help me out.

Okay.

Maybe it's better Adam never met you.

He'd be ashamed of you right now.

He'd be ashamed of you.

Sorry, I'll wait outside.

Can I help you?

I'm Ariel, Adam's father.
Adam Hilu.

Oh, hello...

We were all devastated to hear.

I'm truly sorry for your loss.

You have my deepest sympathies.
- Thank you.

Please, have a seat.

Can I offer you anything?
- No, thank you.

Rauda is our school counselor.

It's a terrible loss.

A terrible loss.

Such a charming boy.
Such intelligent eyes.

Always kept to himself,

but you could feel his strength.

He was special.

Truly remarkable, your son.

Thank you.
What do you mean, kept to himself?

Didn't he have friends?

Unfortunately we have very few students
from that side of town.

We do make an effort

but those students tend
to keep to themselves.

Perhaps he didn't need many friends,
he had himself.

I see... I was just looking
at the class pictures

and I didn't see him.

He was no longer in school
when those were taken.

He never graduated?
- Sadly not.

Look, Adam did something very serious,
we had to react severely.

He sprayed graffiti,

very vulgar things
about his teacher, Yael.

It was very humiliating for her.

What kind of things?

I suggest...

There were wonderful things
about Adam.

He was one of our finest pianists.
- He played beautifully.

Thank you.

I'd really like to know
what sort of things he wrote.

I'd like to know.

I think it's a pity,
but come have a look.

There.

The owners insist we paint
the whole building

so thus it remains.

Is that French? I don't...
Could you translate?

Yes. Yael is also our French teacher.
Here, I'll translate.

"If you place one foot by the school gate
and the other by the library

"You can sit atop
the middle school building

"And let the steeple penetrate you.

"If you tilt your body forward

"You could rub your clitoris
against the gymnasium roof.

"And when you've finished moaning,

"We'll sit here on the bench

"I'll hold you, and we'll talk."

It's a poem.

I apologize for any offense taken,
but it's a love poem.

Forget the vandalism which is
a criminal offense. This is about shaming.

Stripping his teacher Yael
before the entire school is terrible!

Agreed.

Obviously, if you write something
sexual about your teacher

it's a bit shocking, but...

that's what poetry does.
It's meant to shock you.

It's lovely. It's a love poem.

I can't believe you expelled him for that.
- It's not a love poem.

Anything's a love poem nowadays,
this isn't!

I'm sorry,
this is who we are.

Come on.

The teacher was humiliated!

We truly mourn with you...

We have to go,
the bell just rang.

We have a staff meeting.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

I don't understand your behavior.

You know what happens
when you expel a student?

You don't know.

He starts selling drugs.
Yes.

Adam and his friend
bought drugs to sell.

Your poor decision to expel him
makes you responsible.

We really must go...

You have to reinstate him.

Our meeting...

You have to reinstate him,
give him his diploma,

and add his photo
to the class picture.

To rectify the injustice
you did to him.

That's a request we can't...
- You must.

This is unbelievable.

Let's see what we can do.
I'll get back to you.

Come.

Are you Adam's dad?

Yes. Why?

We heard Adam's dad was here
at school.

Yes... who are you?

'Cause Adam's dad is dead.

He drowned.
- What do you mean, drowned?

He was a pianist that drowned.

Well, I was a pianist...

I'm Lillia. I was his girlfriend.
Nice to meet you.

How old are you?
You look so young.

Fifteen.

So there were four years
between you?

That's a lot at your age, no?

No. He even lived with us.

Why didn't he live at home?

He fought with his mom and Eli
all the time.

So he didn't sleep at home at all?
- No.

He slept at ours.

With his mouth open, like this,
like a dead man.

That's how he slept?
- Yep.

Did your parents like him?

How did that work?

My dad was in prison a lot.

My mom spoiled him
with good food

and I was his woman.

What boy wouldn't go for that?

Right.

Adam is the love of my life.

I'll never love anyone like that.

Ever.

You're young,
you'll have plenty of other big loves.

Anyway, he was in love with someone else.

Yael... his teacher.

From the poem?

Yes.

What do you mean,
in love with her?

Was there something
between them?

No, but he thought she was
the most beautiful woman in the world.

He talked about her all the time.
Followed her around.

After he died I found a notebook filled
with poems he wrote about her.

But she didn't want him
so he always came back to me.

Could I read that notebook?

Sure.

Hi Ronit, it's Ariel.

I'm waiting to hear from you.

Meanwhile I've met
some of Adam's friends.

I'm still at that hotel,
I'm waiting for you to call.

Bye.

It was here.

The accident.

Yael!

Hello. I'm Ariel.

Adam's father.

Hello. The principal
told me he met you

and you asked to add Adam's picture
to the class photo.

I think you're right.
He's doing it.

That's great, I'm glad.
I'm also glad to meet you.

Likewise.

I feel like I know you.

I spent last night
reading his poems about you.

This is all about you.

Amazing. I discovered
how beautifully he wrote.

Yes, I'm familiar with this notebook,

we talked about it a lot.

Of course it couldn't be acted on.
I was his teacher

and there was the age gap.

He never stops praising you.

When you're in love, you endow your beloved
with grand attributes.

He also writes
how sad you are.

Funny...

he loved my sadness.

Funny.

And you?

Did you love him?

I couldn't return the love
he wanted

but he knew I was very fond of him.

Do you think he suffered?
- No.

He may have even
enjoyed it a little.

Really?
- Yes. Really.

I hope so.

Well, nice meeting you.
- You, too.

Yael...

I'm going to the cemetery now,
it's a big favor to ask

but if you could come with me
to Adam's grave, it'd be great.

That's a lovely thought,
thank you for inviting me,

but I can't right now, but...

I'll go in the next few days.

It's what Adam
would've wanted most.

Of course. I'll go.

I'm going back to Tel Aviv...

I don't know...

I'd be so happy if you joined me.
Can't you?

I'm sorry,
there's an event I must attend...

How about after your event?
Okay?

I really... can't today

but I promise
in the next few days.

I never did anything
for him as a father,

so I'd really like to do that now.

But I promise I will.
That's your doing.

All right.

All right.

Yael, you could...

You could make someone so happy.
- It's not... I have to go.

I can't understand...

I'm standing here, begging.
I don't get it.

Please.
What do you want from me?

I said I'd go, didn't I?

Why are you talking to me like that?
Why?

Why are you talking to me like that?!

You have some responsibility here.

A kid doesn't just fall in love.
You must've done something.

Are you crazy?

Who are you, anyway?!

Adam didn't have a father!

Now leave me alone.

Hello.

Can I use your watering can?

Here.

Thanks.

She's very beautiful.

Thank you.

I'm Ariel. Nice to meet you.

Gideon.

Your daughter?

Yes.

She's stunning.
- Thank you.

She really was. People couldn't
take their eyes off her. Just like you.

A redhead?

Without a single freckle.

She was an angel.

Always the most beautiful creature
in the room and I...

I was the proudest father.

But I was always afraid.

What do you mean?
Why?

She was the best student

and a talented violinist
since she was seven.

She was perfect

and I was frightened.
So I belittled her.

Made up negative things
to say to people about her.

Because people...
the jealousy, the evil eye...

I knew it would come one day.

She got sick?

Suddenly, at the age of 12
our daughter became sad.

As if something inside her had died.

Never smiled anymore.

On her 18th birthday
she couldn't stand it any longer and she...

We weren't at home.

I'm not angry with her, not at all.

She couldn't take it anymore.

How sad.

Adam. My son.

19 years old.
Car accident.

Do you and your wife come every day?

No, just me.

My wife Hila
doesn't want to come.

She carries on
as if Abigail is still alive.

Water's getting in there,
you should seal the frame.

"Palm Hotel"

What...

What is this?

I'd like to take part in your lesson.

I'm afraid that's a bit...

The principal gave me permission.

What permission?

To take part in your lesson,
in Adam's class. I understand...

this was his class.

Okay. It's a bit...

but okay. All right.

All right.

I'd even like to sit in his seat,
if that's possible.

Okay. Then you need
to move over there.

Shiraz, can you move over?

I'll just explain to the class.
- Of course.

Okay, kids,
Ariel is Adam's father.

Adam was a lovely student here

and was killed in a car accident
a month ago.

You've all heard about it,

I'm sure.

Adam once told me
his real father was dead.

I was his neighbor.
I know his stepdad Eli.

Adam didn't know
his father was alive.

His mother never told him. I assume
Ariel didn't know about Adam.

Why didn't she tell him?

Every family
has its own reasons.

These are private family matters.

May I?

Of course.

Adam's mother never told me she was pregnant,
she knew I wouldn't want the child.

I'm sorry to say, she was right.

I'll tell you something really hard.

For as long as I can remember
my father beat me terribly. Until I was 17.

As an adult,
every time I thought about having children

I got scared.

Scared that I'd beat them
like my father beat me.

This fear made me
not want to have children.

That's why she never told me
about Adam.

So you never had kids?

We should respect
Ariel's privacy...

It's fine.
I'm the one who brought it up.

No, I never had children.

Except Adam, of course.

How did he beat you?
With what?

Anything. Usually a belt.

Sometimes his bare hands
or a stick.

Kicks, too.
He'd diversify.

And what did you do?

Nothing. I put my hands like this,
to protect my head.

Do you talk to him?

Yes. Well, not exactly.
He's in a nursing home

and doesn't speak
or remember much.

So I just sit beside him.

Do you love him?

I think that's enough for now...

No. I don't think I do.

Ariel.

Ariel.

I wanted to thank you.

And to apologize.

Thank you.
I wanted to apologize, too.

We raised our voices a little.

Yes.

Weren't you going back home?

Yes, but Adam's mother
is getting out of the hospital

so I'll visit her first.

I can't go with you
to the cemetery

but if you'd like,
we could go get some coffee.

Great.
- Okay.

I'm sorry I didn't go with you.

My father died a year ago,
so it's still...

I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean to pressure you.

Adam was sweet.

He got the whole class
to write me condolence letters

and brought me a pile this big.

It was so full of love...

so consoling.

And once when I was crying
he hugged me.

It was a mistake,
but I couldn't stop it.

It was too close
for a teacher and student.

But did it feel good?

Yes, I think so.

I needed a hug,
but still...

A student can get confused...

Yes.

And the teacher, too?

No, I don't think so.

You couldn't have found yourself
slightly in love with Adam?

No. I have very clear boundaries.

You can never be sure.
Love is so unpredictable...

What's for sure is that genetics
are certainly at work here.

You're very much alike.
You're relentless.

Relentless.

But my biggest mistake with Adam
was going to see his band play.

Looks closed.

Yes.

Could that be the entrance?

What are you doing?
- Let's have a peek.

Wait, there's someone inside.

They played on that stage.

Adam was in the corner on the piano
and I sat at that table.

Was there a big crowd?
- It was packed,

and Adam wouldn't stop looking at me.

He must've been excited
having you here, no? -Yes.

But it was extreme,
he didn't take his eyes off me.

People started staring at me.

And at the end,
when we left,

he came up and asked to kiss me.

He was begging me to kiss him.

And did you?

No, of course not.

Who's there?

Sorry, we came in for a moment,
we're leaving.

This is where I live.
Second floor.

It was a pleasure.

For me, too.

I had a really nice time.

This is the bench where Adam sat
sometimes and watched up at me.

For hours.

Well...
- Thank you, Yael.

You're charming and special.

I agree with everything
Adam wrote about you.

Thank you.

Could I sit here on the bench
and watch up a bit, too?

You're joking.

Not at all.

Okay. Fine.

See you.

See you.

Bye.

Adam.

Hi, Dad.

You play beautifully.

Really?
- Beautifully.

So, did you meet her? -Yes.
She said wonderful things about you.

So...

you think she really likes me?

If the circumstances were different
she'd want to be with you.

Really?!

But under the circumstances...

it's impossible.

I'm aware of the circumstances.

But Adam, sweetie,
you can do something.

You can meet someone else.
There are so many wonderful girls,

beautiful girls -

blondes, brunettes,

redheads with no freckles.

It's starting.

Come on.

You can try it, too.

No, that's all right...

Hi Ronit, how are you?

Hello. Eli?

Ariel? Nice to meet you.
Come on in.

Please.
She'll be right here.

Please, have a seat.

The sea. Relaxing.

Yes, very.

We're right on the beach now.
We can move away if you like.

Right on the beach is fine.

It's not just the volume.
It's the perspective, too.

Very interesting.

Hi, Roniti.

Hi, Ariel.
- How are you?

Sorry about all this,

I had an attack like this when
I was 16, but nothing since.

It's okay,
I'm very glad I came. Very.

I'll get something to drink.

Did you walk around?
- Yes.

I visited Adam's school,
I met Mickey and Lillia.

Yesterday I met his teacher, Yael.

She's lovely.

I read the notebook with
the poems he wrote about her.

He writes beautifully, Ronit.

I know I'm biased
but there's true artistic value there.

I'd even like someone
in the field to have a look...

You're discovering
how wonderful he was.

Yes...

Did you see that notebook?

No. And it's just as well.

Why?

He came to me in a dream and asked me
to put her picture by his grave.

Like an idiot
I went to the cemetery

and buried her picture
right next to his grave.

Here.

What is this?
- A police summons.

She filed a complaint against him,
that lovely teacher of his. -Yael?

No way,
she would've told me.

That woman was his curse.

You watch your child
walking toward the abyss,

you know nothing good will come of her
and you can't say a thing.

He was so in love with her.

And with that love
my poor boy died.

But why the police?

He sat on a bench by her house
and wouldn't move. Just sat there.

The last two weeks of his life,

after he found out she was having
an affair with the principal,

he went crazy.
- Which principal? Amnon?

Yes.

That can't be.
- Yes, it can.

What was she doing with that principal?
He's so old. -Who cares?

And he's so slick...

So she likes slick men.

What's that boat?!
- It's the sea. Boats pass by.

That sea doesn't relax me,
it irritates me!

There's one every 15 minutes.
First one since he's been here.

But it irritates me.

Enough already with that sea.
- Okay, I'll turn it down.

Why would she call
the police over such a thing?

I don't get it.

It doesn't matter anymore.

In any case, thank you for coming.
Really.

Are you going back to Tel Aviv tonight?
Tomorrow?

Tomorrow, I guess.

We decided not to have
the stone-setting ceremony.

Just the two of us will go.

I'm really sorry,

I'll invite you to every memorial service
in the future,

and if you can come...

Hi, Ariel.
What are you doing here?

May I?
- Of course.

Come in.

Could you explain this to me?

When did this arrive?

It came in the mail yesterday.

At a certain point I had no choice,
so I filed a complaint.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't know...

You were with me almost all day.
Why didn't you tell me?

Was it so meaningless?

We talked and talked
and the most important thing,

you didn't tell me. Why?

How could you file
a complaint against Adam?

He wouldn't leave me alone.
- But why involve the police?

He was your student.

Why would a teacher call the police
on a student who loves her?

Are you crazy?

One day you go to his gig
and the next, you go to the police!

I told you going to his gig was a mistake.
- Whose mistake?! Yours!

He writes you poems,
brings you letters from the class,

hugs you,
the most innocent love,

and you go to the police.
It's humiliating!

I couldn't take it.
He sat on that bench night and day.

So what? So you go to the police?
It was the day of the accident!

The police came, he ran away and had
the accident. -I didn't know what to do.

You killed him! You're crazy!
You killed him!

You're crazy, you idiot!

It was abuse!

He wouldn't leave me alone.
He followed me everywhere.

He threatened to hurt
anyone I was seeing.

He'd call and text all day
to see where I was.

He was ruining my life.

I didn't know what to do,

I couldn't stand him anymore.

I'm sorry, Ariel, I hated him.

I hated him, I'm sorry.

Hope you enjoyed your stay.

Thank you.
- Have a nice day.

You have to forget this woman.
Enough.

Hey.

Care to join me?
Today is Abigail's birthday,

I brought some wine.

Sure.

Happy birthday.
- Thank you.

I had the picture framed
like you said.

It's waterproof, snowproof,
you name it.

I'm going back to Tel Aviv now.

Cheers.
- Cheers.

It's so sad...

If Adam had met Abigail
he'd have fallen in love with her for sure.

All his life would've changed, maybe things
would've turned out differently.

Sometimes I think about

what would've happened
if Abigail had fallen in love.

I'm certain
they'd have fallen in love.

Her depression
wouldn't have bothered him.

He would've made her laugh
and given himself to her,

he would've written her poems,

he would've fucked her. Adam was very sensual.
He would've fucked her all the time. -Hey...

I'm talking about being together.

About love.

Everything feels better,

even sadness.

Maybe they'll meet one day...

They aren't going anywhere, right?
They're wandering around...

They'll meet...

It's funny...

During this terrible year
of death and pain...

Hila, my wife...

We have Chinese workers
on our farm,

they're Taoists
and they have a tradition,

they told her that
when one of their young girls dies

they marry her off
to a boy who also died.

They believe
the wedding will bring them together

and perhaps live together
wherever they are.

So she decided to marry Abigail off.

I found myself going with her
to Chinese families who'd lost their sons

to find a match for Abigail.

You wouldn't believe it.

Once we went to Italy to meet
a Chinese family, it was a nightmare.

Your wife, the most rational
and wonderful person in the world,

goes crazy
before your very eyes.

They actually make a match
and have a wedding? -Yes.

With guests and everything?
- Yep, everything.

It's not a bad idea.

What isn't?

This wedding business...

It's beautiful.

Even marrying
Adam and Abigail like that...

Are you kidding me?
- Not at all.

What do we have to lose?
These are our loved ones.

It's a great opportunity to be with them,
celebrate with them.

We'll have a little party.

People will come,

we'll talk about the kids,
read poems.

I know it sounds crazy
but it's beautiful.

Does it sound stupid?

Yes.

It would give them direction.
Help them find each other.

Just a small party.

Anyway, it's no longer relevant.
She's gone off the idea.

Ronit would never agree to it,
Adam's mother.

What?
- I'm sorry...

Obviously it's extreme.

You still need to digest it.
- Sorry.

Sorry.
- It's okay, I knew you'd react this way.

I won't laugh anymore.

Ronit, I'm not some flighty guy.
I'm not even spiritual.

It's so crazy and farfetched,
I don't even know what to say.

Just an intimate party,
not some over-the-top wedding.

Ariel, I don't understand
what's come over you.

Neither do I.

A few weeks ago
I didn't even know I had a son

and thanks to you, now I...

Ronit, that girl, Abigail...

I know it sounds crazy
but she's beautiful,

a redhead
with the palest white skin,

just the type
Adam could've fallen in love with.

Oh, and she was depressed,
from the age of 12.

At 18 she committed suicide,
she couldn't take it anymore.

He liked depressed girls, right?

Yes...
- We have to take action, Roniti.

We have to help him forget
that teacher.

Adam is dead, Ariel.

So is Abigail.

They're in the same place now,
all they need is a little push.

Enough with this nonsense.

I'm sorry, but it's enough.

And putting her picture by his grave
wasn't nonsense? -He asked me to.

I dug it up, by the way-

You dug up the picture?
- Yes.

Why?

Because enough with that teacher.

You're crazy, Ariel.

Thanks for agreeing to come, Roniti.

Let's be clear again,

we're not talking about a wedding
and all that insanity of yours.

We're just going to meet
a nice couple

and talk about our kids. That's it.
- Exactly.

And you won't embarrass me.
- Of course not.

Hi.
- Hello.

I'm Hila.
- Ariel.

Hila.
- Ronit.

Gideon. -Please, come in.
- What a lovely home.

Hila did the decorating.
- Beautiful.

Wow, look at this!

At least 20,000 calories, no?
- We're thin, we're allowed.

You are. He thinks I am, too.

Wow, Turkish delight.

I love it.

Funny, my mother used to make
this kind exactly.

Do you like it?
- Very much.

So delicate.

Do you manufacture it or import it?
- No, not at all.

It's the only sweet that Abigail likes.

Did Adam like Turkish delight?
- I was just wondering.

It made me sad to think
he may have never tried it.

I hope he did.

Two nice things
happened to us today.

Gideon found a recording
we were looking for,

Mozart's Violin Sonata No. 21
that Abigail played.

That's what we're listening to.

That's her playing?

It's wonderful.
She plays beautifully.

Beautifully.

I brought a piece of Adam playing, too.
We can listen to it afterwards.

Lovely.

The other thing...
Gideon, hand me the...

It's so exciting...

Unbelievable.

Acre F.C., that's Adam's team.
- She's the goalie.

It's this year's photo,
they photoshopped her picture in.

I can't believe it.

Did he also play for Acre F.C.?
- No, I wish.

He couldn't,
but he was their biggest fan.

Why couldn't he?
- He had a problem with his leg.

What kind of problem?

One leg was two inches
shorter than the other.

He didn't limp.

He wore a heel that was slightly higher,
so it was unnoticeable,

but playing soccer was a problem.

But he was a huge fan. He went
to every game, even the away games.

So it's amazing
that Abigail was on that team.

Going to games together
sounds idyllic.

I used to take her to games.
She was so happy when they scored.

Just think, they went to the same games
and shouted "Goal!"

at exactly the same time.

That's right.

I'd like to say something...

I'm feeling a little uncomfortable.

Even though I know it's...

something trivial
and I may sound backward,

but this matter of
his short leg and the limp,

I have
a slight problem with that.

Excuse me?!
- But I told you there is no limp.

This is the first I've heard about it.

It just surprised me.

This is my daughter
and I have to look out for her.

Are you crazy?!
What's your problem?

Have you no shame?

I didn't want it to come to this.

What are you talking about?
Your daughter's depressed.

She'll turn into a depressed woman.
- Ronit.

You know what it means
to be a depressed woman?

I can tell you.

Ronit, she didn't mean...

I've had enough of this nonsense.

Thank you,
it was a pleasure. But...

Ronit...

I don't want my son
to be with a depressed woman.

Find her someone else.
- Ronit, she didn't mean it.

You misunderstood.

I'll talk to you later.

She annoyed me, too.
- Just leave me alone.

Why are you talking to me like that?
- I'm sick of this shit.

What a disgusting woman.

I'm such an idiot.

So she's disgusting,
you don't have to be friends.

You'll meet them once, twice.

How dare she talk
about Adam that way?

A disgusting woman
with a disgusting daughter.

Abigail is lovely,

I could tell you liked her.
- He could've had a thousand like her.

But why ruin everything?
There's a way to argue.

You're just a kiss-ass.

A kiss-ass? Some things are irreversible.
Why burn bridges?

You sat there, silent,
then you even apologized:

"The limp was unnoticeable."

Disgusting.
- All you can see is your pride.

You idiot! -Your own pride!

I can understand her.

Even though I'm his father,

when I first heard about his leg,
it did something to me, it's disturbing.

And I'm sure that when you were
first told about it

you took it hard.
Because it's hard.

So why can't you understand her?

She just heard about it
so it's hard for her.

Stop here, please.

Ronit, we're talking...
- Stop here.

Stop!

Hi, can I get a coffee, please?
- Sure.

Problem with the car?

No.

I saw your wife get a taxi, I thought
you were waiting for a tow truck.

No...

We had a little argument
so she preferred to take a taxi.

Do you like it weak or strong?

Regular. Medium.

Can your argument be resolved?
- Yeah, no big deal.

What about?

Nothing, we were...

My son's getting married,

we went to meet the bride's parents.
- Classic.

Money? How much they're giving?
You're giving? -No.

Is it style?
Are they "our type" of people?

Am I right?

Something like that.

And the kids?

The bride and groom,
are they in love?

Yes. Compatible, too.
- If they're in love, it'll all work out.

Yes.

Promise me if it works out
you'll have the wedding here?

Where?

How many people?

It's a small wedding, but still...

Come.
Bring your coffee.

Come.

Is it a deal?
The wedding's here?

I wish.

Hello, Eli. How are you?
- Fine, thank you.

May I?

Ronit isn't here.

When will she be back?

I have no idea.

All right.

What?

Did she tell you we had a fight?

Yes.
- I wanted to apologize.

So do Abigail's parents...

I'll try again later.

Okay.

See you.
- See you.

Ariel?

Can we talk?

I've been debating
whether to talk to you.

I think what you're doing is vulgar.

This whole wedding is a joke.

I've never heard of anything
more ridiculous.

But if it's going to happen,
I have to be involved, in everything.

I'm his father, I raised him.

You can't just show up and ignore me.

You talk to Ronit and decide with Ronit,

you go visit the bride's parents.
What's that about?

If there's going to be a wedding
or anything else related to Adam,

I need to be involved.

Listen, Eli, I'm an idiot.

Of course you're his father, too,

and of course
you need to be involved.

I'm sorry, forgive me.

I didn't mean to offend you.
I'm sorry.

All right.
It's okay...

She's calmed down a bit.

Yesterday she told me
how she upped and left.

We had a good laugh about it.

Really?

Yeah. She felt like an idiot.

She said
she'd call to apologize.

That would be great.

She told me that Abigail
is really beautiful.

She's stunning.

Well, this is the place.

If it's too cold,
I have heaters over there.

I'll put up some fabric
to make it look nice.

I usually put the tables here,
so there's a sea view,

and I'll place the bride's chair
over there.

All the guests will go greet her.

I can put a red carpet, too.

If you'd like.

No, we don't need
the chair, either.

Then where will the bride sit?

This wedding
is a little different.

As you wish.

Hello, Lillia, how are you?

Fine.

What is it?

Good to see you.

What's this thing you're doing?

What thing?

The wedding.

It's not really a wedding.
It's a little party for us parents.

You can't do this.

Sweetheart, it's a little party.
Invitations have already been sent...

Invitations?

How can you marry Adam off?

Lillia, this isn't meant to hurt you.

How can it not hurt me? He's my boyfriend.
The love of my life.

And who is this Abigail, anyway?

This wedding is not happening.

Lillia, Abigail was a lovely girl
who committed suicide

and this wedding
is between two dead people.

You're alive,
you must carry on with your life.

You're alive and they're dead.
- They're not dead.

To me, he's still alive.

It's impossible,
people already know.

There's a venue,
even a flamenco player.

Call off the flamenco player,
call the whole stupid thing off!

Lillia...

Adam wouldn't want it.

Adam isn't here.
- He is!

Lillia...

His child is here.

What do you mean?

Exactly what it means.

What does it mean, his child?

His child.

Adam has a child?
- Yeah.

Where?

Here.
- Where?

Here.

Are you pregnant?

Yeah.

And you want to keep the baby?

I want to, but I can't.

Why not?

We arranged for an abortion,
my parents will never agree.

Can I talk to them?

No. I'm not allowed to talk about it
with anyone, especially you.

If it were only up to you,
would you keep it?

I'm only 15...

Right.

They say I'm too young
and it'll ruin my life.

My dad will never agree.

Can I please talk to them?
- He won't agree.

Please, Lillia.

All right.

I'll talk to them.

I'll tell them I told you.

Well...

we've listened to you out of respect
for your grieving

but we've made up our minds.

The abortion's tomorrow
and that's final.

Yes, of course.

I'd just like to add that
Adam is my only child.

Ronit is going through the worst hell
a person can endure,

and I'm only just starting
to understand, to feel...

and suddenly there's a chance.

Suddenly there's Adam's child.

And he's here.

And there's a grandma and grandpa,

and another grandma and grandpa,

and a mother.

This child has a wonderful family...
- Of course, but we're not... No.

Just promise you'll think about it again.
- Okay. All right.

There's nothing to think about!

Still, we're hoping...

There's nothing to hope for
or think about and that's that!

Why are you talking to us
like that?

Do you like the tea?

Yes...

Did you say thank you?

What do you mean?
- Enough, Alex.

We served it to you 5 minutes ago.
Did you say thank you?

I don't remember. I suppose I did.
- No, you didn't.

Maybe, but that's because
I'm upset and wasn't paying attention.

Three years
your kid lived in this house.

Three years he slept in this house.

Three years he ate in this house.

Did you ever thank her?
Thank me?

Did you ever ask if we need anything?
Three years!

I guess it was hard for me
that he chose to live with you

and that made me resentful.

Your sweet boy thanked me
by stealing 6,000 shekels.

You knew about it.

Did you show up with the money?

"He's my son, I'm responsible."
No!

Because you piss on us,
just like your darling little boy.

We took him in,
put him in my mother's room.

My mother,
an angel on earth,

who lay all day in bed
reading books and vomiting.

And when your boy wanted to fuck
my 12-year-old daughter,

he thought
my mother might wake up,

so he'd put
sleeping pills in her food

so he could fuck my daughter
in peace.

My wife would call me in prison,
telling me my mother sleeps all day,

we thought it was her old-age.

But no, he was drugging her.

Your son was
a fucking asshole.

Black dog,
invalid piece of shit...

Enough swearing,
it's not nice.

Shut up!
- Alex, your probation. -Shut up!

Look...
They were both kids.

When she was 12, he was 16.

It was youthful foolishness...

Shut your mouth!

Alex!
- You're crazy!

You mustn't, Alex, stop!

You're crazy!

Shut up!
- I won't shut up!

You're crazy!

That boy is wonderful!

He's not a piece of shit,
a black dog or an asshole!

He's wonderful.

He's loved.

He's handsome and talented

and he fucked your daughter
because he loved her

and she loved him.
- You're a dead man!

Shut up!

I envy her, I envy all of you
for knowing him.

He's wonderful.

Let's go.

He's a wonderful boy.

Fuck off, asshole!
- Enough!

You fuck off.

We're pressing charges.

I'm sorry, did I wake you?

I waited until it was daylight.

I've been wandering all night.
I didn't go to the police,

I'm going crazy,
I don't know what to do.

I can't stand thinking
that baby is going to die...

I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to wake you,

I couldn't sleep all night.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

There must be a solution,

I'll give everything I have,
I have a factory, I'm well-off,

I'll give it all to Lillia
and this child.

Sometimes money can help.
She'll have nannies and help,

she can keep seeing her friends,
whatever she wants.

I don't need anything for myself.
I just want this child to grow up.

It'll help, won't it?

What else can I do?

There's nothing you can do.

I'm sorry. With all due respect
to your situation...

This child can't be killed.
It can't be...

This girl can't be killed, either.

I'm sorry.

I'm closing the door now.
- Wait, please...

Enough...
- Wait!

He's right,
she's just a little girl...

She has to keep doing
what kids do.

He did what a good father
is supposed to do.

Adam, my son...

I don't know what kind of father
I'd have been...

but I do know I was wrong
all these years.

I'd never, ever...

ever...

I'd never beat you.
Ever.

Where's Ariel?

Ariel. Come on...

No.

Come on, already.

Written and Directed by
Savi Gabizon

Produced by Tami Leon,
Avraham Pirchi, Chilik Michaeli

Savi Gabizon,
Moshe Edery & Leon Edery

Director of Photography
Assaf Sudry

Edited by
Tali Helter-Shenkar

Original Score by
Yoram Hazan

Art Director
Shachar Bar-Adon

Produced with the assistance of
Ron Peled

Sound Design and Mix Yoss Appelbaum
Sound Recordist ltay Elohev

Casting by Keren Elrom
Costume Designer Michal Dor

Makeup Artist Orly Ronen

First Assistant Director Raanan Tesler
Line Producer Meir Tezet

Special Appearances by
Salim Daw Shmil Ben Ari

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