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This series is fictional.

Any similarity between the events or characters and reality is pure coincidence.

Eli, look under the stairs.

Did you see him? - No.

What do we do? - Let's go back to Menachem.

Without Osher? - Let Menachem look for him.

Let's go.

UNKNOWNS

5. WHERE'S THE BRIDE?

Where is he?

He got away.

You fuckers.

You gotta go to a clinic, Menachem.

Forget it.

Does it hurt? Might be fractured...

Don't touch me. - Let me see.

Back off! - What's with you?

I say we go sleep outside that fucker's home.

I say you go home and I'll go there alone.

Why? - Because I said so.

What happened?

Where's Osher? - He didn't come home.

Fine, I'll wait for him here.

Did Osher do that?

Did he do this to you?

The fucker threw a bowling ball at me and ran.

What do you plan to do to him?

Haven't decided yet. Depends how much he begs.

What is it? Everything okay? - Yes. I'll be right back.

Let's talk outside.

Got an answer?

You want an answer right now?

I'm not gonna run after you. Yes or no?

Fine.

Quit staring at me.

Why'd you change your mind?

Because.

I don't buy it.

What do you want me to do?

If you work for me, you drop your brother.

What's Maor got to do with it? - He's snooping around me, I don't like it.

Finish your business with him first.

Fine.

Wanna shake on it? - And Osher.

What about Osher? - He mustn't know you work for me.

He's no rat... -He'll screw me over. - Trust me. -Drop him.

I don't want you two to be friends or even in contact.

What do you say?

Deal.

Cock-a-doodle-do!

Whatcha doin' here, weirdo? - Can I crash here?

I'll leave by morning.

I can't, Osher.

If Menachem finds out... - Please, just until morning.

I can't, Osher.

Yinon, please. -Go away. - Nobody would know.

Just one night.

Come.

Sleep here.

I can sleep in the corner. - Sleep here. -And you?

I'll manage, bro.

What are you doing? - It's all sweaty.

No, don't get undressed. - I'm all sweaty. -Put it back on.

I set my alarm to 6:00. I'll leave before they wake up.

Good.

Did Agam speak to you?

She's not answering. She blocked me.

Say, have you two...?

What?

You know, been intimate.

Did we fuck? - Yes.

Yes.

Share.

How long did she make you wait?

I really love her, it's not for sex.

You've gotta leave Beit Shemesh, bro.

God willing, I won't be here next year.

You're leaving me here to eat shit?

You can join the army too, and get outta here.

Me?

Who'd draft me, you weirdo?

I'm stuck here like...

the worms up Menachem's ass.

Eli will split some day too. His folks are well off.

Good night, bro.

Good night.

Who did this to you? -Nobody. - Come here. Your face is bashed.

Leave it, Maor. - Tell me, I'll take him down now.

Forget it. - Forget it?

If we don't react, they'll think we're pussies.

Who did it?

Quit whining!

Look at me!

If they don't fear you, they won't respect you.

They'll walk all over you.

Oh, my God...

What the hell, Maor? - You think I did this to him?!

I slipped on my head at the bowling alley.

You need to go to the hospital.

It's nothing, Dad, relax. It doesn't hurt.

Let me put some iodine on it.

Leave me alone, Dad. - Sit down!

I hope you're not lying.

I'm not.

Maor, get me the chair.

I'll disinfect it with alcohol, it's gonna burn.

Don't move.

Look how the army set your brother straight.

He works at the port, just like I did

and your late grandpa.

I'll be okay, Dad. - You call this being okay?

What?

Cock-a-doodle-do...

Osher...

Osher, get up.

Osher, get up.

Sorry, I didn't hear the alarm clock.

You fucking narc! You're dead meat, Osher!

Yes?

Hedva? -Yes? - I'm Naomi.

Yes, we spoke on the phone.

Come on in.

I'll shut the door.

Have a seat.

Week 31? - 32.

I'm at 28. - God willing.

Want some? - No, thanks.

My hands are like sandpaper, it's so cold.

I'm good.

Can you restore a deleted text message? - God willing.

Where's the bride? - How long will it take?

It's almost Sabbath, I won't make it in time. Is Sunday afternoon okay?

This one.

Avner. - My husband.

Alright.

I'll store it in the archive so I know what to restore.

It'll be discrete, right?

Don't worry.

This isn't criminal, is it? - No. -Avner is your husband.

Then it'll be alright, sweetie.

Code? - 0403.

Your date of birth?

I knew you were a Pisces.

You're very sensitive.

All bottled up, right? - What?

You keep it all bottled up inside.

Well... thanks.

You should let it out.

Keeping it inside is... no good.

Sign here.

Good Sabbath. - Good Sabbath.

Where've you been? Your phone is off. - It broke, I'm having it fixed.

Where? - At the mall.

I could've fixed it for you. - I wanted it done quickly.

Can I get a kiss?

Good Sabbath. - Good Sabbath.

What's for dinner? - Fish.

Am I being punished? - I felt like having fish.

What will I eat? - Cook for yourself.

''Blessed are You, God, Ruler of the universe, who sanctified us

''with the commandment of lighting Sabbath candles.'' Amen. - Amen.

''May it be Your will, Lord my God and God of Israel,''

''To be gracious to me and my spouse and all my relatives,''

''And give us and all Israel a good and long life.''

''And remember us for good and blessing.''

''And consider us for salvation and compassion.''

''And dwell in your presence among us,''

''and we will be privileged to raise wise and prudent sons and sons of sons...''

''Lovers of God, God-fearing, men of truth, holy descendants.''

Say ''amen''. - Amen. -Amen.

Is it wrong of me to miss you?

I didn't say anything. - Tell me what you want me to do.

I don't know. - You're not even looking at me.

Because you're always in my face, I can't even think,

you always want something from me. - What do I want?

I need some peace and quiet.

Suit yourself.

Trying to kill me?!

I'm gonna fuck you.

I'm kidding, Osher.

You're such a moron.

I knew you'd be here. Where else would you go?

You ruined it for me with Agam. How would you react?

I'd kill you. - So you get what I'm saying.

You're my friend, I didn't want to hurt you.

I didn't want to hurt you.

I believe you.

Come with me.

Don't be scared, you faggot, give me your hand.

What are you gonna do to me?

Depends on you.

Come. - Where to?

I wanna show you something.

Climb over.

Climb over, don't be scared.

Where to? - Follow me.

Climb up there.

Don't look at me, keep going.

Push it.

Come on.

Keep going.

You like my girlfriend?

Fuck her.

What?

Who needs Agam? Look how hot she is.

Menachem, let's just put this behind us.

I said, fuck her. - Let's settle this right now. I apologize.

Bro, I wasn't kidding. Fuck her.

I can't.

I can stab you and throw you from the roof.

How about that?

Up her ass.

Move.

You're in the wrong hole.

What do you think?

What's that?

Crystal.

Maor's? - No, it's mine.

You're gonna push it for me.

I can't. I have the committee hearing. - No, you don't. -I do,

I waited a year for it, I'll get in trouble. - Push this, and I'll forgive you.

Tell Eli or Yinon...

Listen, motherfucker!

Look what you did to me!

You think I'd let anyone else get away with that?!

You really believe them, huh? That wearing a uniform will change you?

Forget about the IDF!

Who gave this to you?

Your Arab.

Don't you wanna fuck him over? - How?

What's the one thing Hussam's got that you don't?

Nothing, he's an Arab.

Money, bro, he's got money,

and we're gonna take it.

If he finds out I pushed this crystal... - He won't.

It's a lot, I can't push this amount.

Dude, it's not eight tons.

Come back with 25,000 and keep jerking off to soldiers.

More to the right, not you, Orel.

Yaniv, to the right, straighten it out.

That's it. Perfect.

Geula, great idea, selling us out to the IDF.

Menachem, come here. What happened to your face?

I fell.

How?

It's okay, Naomi, it only makes me stronger.

We have a lovely guest soldier here, her name is Mia. - Mia.

A pretty as her name. - What's going on?

Eli, focus. - How did that doll get there?

Orel, get it out of here! - No, no...

Go away, I'm here with my girl. Naomi, tell him.

Orel, leave the doll. Eli, come here.

I swear I won't touch her, but I'm staying here.

Whatcha lookin' at, you transgender? - Enough, Menachem!

The soldier wants to explain about military service.

Go ahead. - Thank you.

Hi, I'm Mia, education and training NCO,

and I'll tell you about your military service options.

Every year, the IDF makes it its goal to take youths...

Osher, come here. -What? - How much did you push last night?

I'm on it. - That's what I wanted to hear.

Let her talk!

Where are you from? - Menachem, only relevant questions.

I'm taking interest in her.

Where are you from?

Let's discuss three IDF programs that are tailored for boys like you, okay?

Like us?

Felons. - Menachem!

Who decides? You?

Let her talk. - What?

I'll explain how it works, okay?

But first I'll tell you how a significant army service can prepare you

for civilian life, the job market...

I asked you first, hun.

What did you ask?

Do you pick who's right? - No, it's not my job.

Would you pick me? I'm here with my girl...

How do they choose who's is right and who isn't?

You have a police record, bro, you're not right.

Let her talk! - Listen.

What's the process? - Questions later, okay?

Or else we won't get anything done.

But I'm raising my arm nicely, Mia. - Go ahead, Yinon.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Very impressive, boys.

Can I ask you something?

No personal questions.

It's about the draft.

What?

Any chance they'll clear my records?

Depends. -On what?

Many things.

Your family, your motivation,

how often you get into trouble.

If the army sees that you're willing... - I am willing.

The army wants to recruit as many soldiers as possible,

so it shouldn't be a problem.

Try to come prepared and stay out of trouble

to prove that you're serious. - Yes, lately I've also...

She's not your type, you like them smelling like cow dung, don't you?

Should I be worried? - No.

Is it on you? - Yes.

Don't come back here.

Not until you've pushed the entire stack.

Is everything okay?

Can I ask a favor? - Sure.

I need a place to sleep.

I don't get it. - Can you help me or not?

Don't you have a home?

I have nowhere else to go, I can't come home.

Is it your mom's boyfriend?

Excuse me.

What good would it do you to sleep over?

Complain to Avner.

If Menachem's threatening you, file a complaint.

Avner will file one against me. I need a place to crash, Yaniv.

Hold on, Osher.

Are you driving back to Tel Aviv? - What do you need?

Any chance you... - Talk, don't be shy.

Can I get a ride?

I need to pick something up. - Sure. -Thanks.

Turn left and then right.

It'll take five minutes.

Can you wait for me? - Sure.

Thanks.

Glad you came by. Excuse me...

I was afraid I'd have to leave before you came.

I'm leaving early today.

This is the deleted message.

''It wasn't Wasa, I'm releasing him.''

I emailed it to you as well.

Okay?

My customer's waiting, sweetie. That'll be 250 shekels.

Is your phone fixed?

Are you okay?

Can you drive me to the cemetery?

Now?

''Wasa Awaka of blessed memory''

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Wasa.

Crystal?

Some kick-ass shit.

Crystal? Crystal?

How much for a gram? - 500. -Expensive.

Pure stuff. Best in Beit Shemesh.

Give me half.

It's a sealed bag, but for you...

Sorry. Did it hurt? - No, go on.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

My hands are shaking. I need something to calm me down.

Don't I?

I want crystal.

No more.

Want me to keep using the crappy stuff?

Meital, I want you to quit altogether.

Clip your own nails. - Hey, behave!

Don't touch me!

Get a grip, you're not a child anymore.

Look at your son. Why are you dressed like a hit man?

Where've you been, sweetie? - We're talking to you!

Where've you been?

Out with my girl.

Stop it! - Buzz off, Hussam!

Stop snorting medicine!

If you cared, you'd get me some crystal!

I do care. - Then you'll get me some? -No.

Where to? You just got home. - I just came for a drink.

Stay with us.

Take a shower, I'll clip your nails

and give you a hand and foot massage.

It'll be nice.

Can't, she's waiting for me.

Tell her to come in. Call her, I haven't met her.

What's her name? - Not today.

Mom...

You said you'd stay clean till my committee hearing. Don't you want me to get drafted?

Why do you think you'll get drafted? - Why not?

You're snorting from the nail clipper?! Gross!

It's my nose, not yours! - Not in front of me!

Hussam, give it back! - Quit it!

Will you be okay? -Yes. - You sure? -Don't worry.

Good night. - Good night.

What's up?

Why didn't you call me to come get you?

Because you're not my chauffeur. - Fine.

If you need the car on long workdays, tell me.

I don't. - Why hitch rides with that volunteer?

He lives in Tel Aviv, but gladly goes out of his way. - He offered it.

Sure, he's got a lot of free time.

What do you want? - Why are you talking to me like that?

I've had a long day... - But you don't mind talking with the volunteer. -What?

Where were you?

None of your business. - He touched you.

It's been ages since you've touched me.

It is what it is. - It's as if you don't trust me anymore.

I don't.

Here you go, Menachem. - Hey! Menachem, tell him!

Cut it out, Eli.

Osher, how about you?

He's had enough booze.

Want some? - Nah, smoke all you want, bro.

Look at you, you look like shit.

I told you to push the entire stash, didn't I?

I have nowhere to go. - Don't answer back!

Someone's coming.

Go see who it is.

It's your brother Maor.

Is this your hangout, gangster? Cool spot.

What's up, Yinon? Come back here. - I gotta go home, Maor.

Oh, yeah? First tell me who did this to my brother...

Let go of me! - And then you'll go home.

I told you I fell at the bowling alley. - Shut up,

be grateful I look after you.

Maybe Osher the bastard knows? - Nobody touched me.

Yeah? Eli?

We were bowling,

and the moron slipped right into the pins.

Right, Yinon? It cracked us up.

Nobody laughs at my brother, you hear?

Nobody laughed at me.

Come.

Lay low until your face heals, don't be seen on the street like this.

Okay? Gimme a hug.

Love you, kiddo.

What happened to you?

I have nowhere to sleep.

Where did you sleep?

Can I crash at your place until the committee hearing?

It's in two days.

Just for two days and I'll leave.

Alright. Come. - Thanks.

Naomi, wake up, you're late for school.

Naomi, this can't go on, we need to talk.

You're punishing me for Wasa, but I can't bring him back.

You haven't spoken to me in three days.

I can't find the words.

I don't know how to talk to you anymore. I'm really trying.

I want to help you, give you rides, but you don't let me.

I got my phone fixed.

Had I sent the message, you'd think it was my fault...

I didn't know how you'd react, so...

Making coffee?

Sure.

Let's both take the day off.

So we can talk.

Call Geula, tell her you can't come today.

You son of a bitch, I can't believe it.

I didn't know you were this loaded.

You like? - Are you shitting me?!

What can I get you? Water? Soda? Soft drink?

What would you like?

Got whiskey? - You want whiskey?

But that's it.

Cheers. - Cheers.

You've got nothing.

I've got magic. What should I order?

Whatever. I'm starving.

Thai food? Sushi?

Something kosher. - Forget kosher.

No... - Yes.

Fine, fuck it. - Fuck it.

Fuck everything. - Fuck everything.

What's that?

Crystal. 50 grams.

Are you nuts, bringing this into my home?

Wanna score? It's pure, I've tried it.

Osher, don't touch it. - Check it out.

Chuck it. - Don't you wanna try it?

Osher, I'm not your age, get it outta here.

Go wash your hands.

You do lines, why not try it?

Get it outta here, now!

If I don't come back with 25,000 they'll kill me.