A Stranger Among Us Page #5

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Okey-dokey.

The Kabbalah is filled with erotic

imagery. Most of it's theoretical.

"Vaginal secreting".

It's very theoretical.

So, who's the lucky girl?

Her name is Shayna Singer.

Maybe I should meet her

and check her out.

- Check her out for what?

- You never know.

She might be after your body

instead of your mind.

[ Sighing ]

Actually, she lives in France.

Her father's a great Rebbe in Paris.

- Nice girl, huh?

- I'm told that she is.

You're told?

Well, we've never actually met,

face-to-face, that is.

We've written,

talked on the phone.

-Yeah, that's different, letters, phone.

- You don't understand.

Did I say anything?

You don't have to.

I read it in your eyes.

I love this.

Your father, he knows...

what my soul looks like

and you read my eyes.

Good night.

You're actually gonna marry the first

girl that your father tells you to?

She's not the first girl.

I said no to all the others.

What's so special

about this one?

I believe she's my basherteh.

Your what?

Basherteh. It means destiny.

- Rabbis teach us --

- Not the Kabbalah?

This is just normal stuff

that everybody knows.

Everybody except me

and the rest of the world.

That's very sad. Anyway...

the Rabbis teach us that...

when God created

the universe...

he also created every soul

that would ever exist.

Then he made a match

between every female...

and every male soul.

This way, when you

meet your soul mate...

you say she is my basherteh...

or in your case

you would say he is my bashert.

My bashert.

That's very good.

- Question.

- Please.

How come people are always breaking up,

getting divorced...

-or they're stuck in lousy relationships?

-It's very simple.

They have not found

their true bashert.

You see, everything is predestined...

but we still have the freedom of choice.

And often we make the wrong choice.

So, you're pretty sure

this Shayna is your destiny?

Yeah, I think --

I hope.

I pray.

What about love?

Love?

Yeah... passion, romance.

Well, tell me about love,

Detective Eden.

I don't know.

It's great, it's natural.

So, where's your husband,

your children?

I got a hot flash!

You can have love

without a husband and children.

Good night, Ariel.

What about sex?

- Sex?

- Yeah, sex.

Emily, I just read to you

from the Kabbalah.

Sex is sacred, it is a Mitzvah,

one of the positive commandments.

I have a flash for you.

Sex is nice.

Sex is nice?

How would you know?

I mean, outside of your

little Jewish Kama Sutra --

The Rabbis teach us that a man or woman

who is not married is only half a person.

- Ariel, you can have sex

without being married!

- You can, we can't!

- A rule?

- Yeah, a big rule.

- That's too bad.

- Excuse me?

You're missing a couple

of life's greater moments.

- Why are you so angry?

- I am not angry.

- Your lips get very tight

when you're angry.

- I am not angry.

- Your voice gets very strident.

- Maybe I'm a little irritated.

Because I'm getting married?

You should be happy for me.

-I don't care.

-You put a lot of effort into not caring.

Because you're different!

You could have another life!

But I don't want

another life!

The Kabbalah says a man

doesn't have to leave his house

to find what he's looking for.

Yeah, well, the Kabbalah

obviously never figured on me!

I see through you.

I see right through you.

You look at me when

the others turn away.

You look at me and you talk to me.

This is totally --

Good night.

Emily. Emily!

I will be taking

the Rebbe's place.

Do you know

what that means?

I am the next Rebbe.

Is that what you want?

I want to be worthy.

My father is a very great man.

Yeah, but is it what you want?

Ariel?

[ Footsteps ]

What is it?

Nothing. Go back to sleep.

Emily...

not on Shabbes.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, it's fine. Don't worry.

Just think of me

as your guard dog.

You know...

you're my first non-Jewish friend.

[ Chuckle ]

I'm a shock, huh?

Yes.

But I also think

you're wonderful.

You're like one of the women

in the Torah, Devorah or Yael.

They're great warriors.

Yeah, I'm a regular

Joan of Arc.

Who?

Never mind.

You're my first Hassidic friend.

Come to think of it,

you're my first female friend...

since the third grade.

- I can't believe that.

- It's true.

Emily?

Ariel... is special.

He was an "ilui".

A what?

A Talmudic genius

when he was just six years old.

He is to Jewish learning

what Mozart was to music.

And that's not all.

Ariel has a great soul.

We've always known it.

Ariel...

Ariel can look down at the sky.

Yeah.

[ Honking ]

Just go over there, please.

[ Indistinct Chatter]

Emily?

Mendel would like to know

if you're interested in a shiddach.

- I don't know, am I?

- Don't you understand?

He likes you.

He thinks you're attractive.

He would like to meet you

and maybe get married.

- I can't tell him who you are.

- Leah...

tell him whatever and I'll

be gone before you know it.

Emily is flattered.

But --

But what?

She's not ready.

Oh.

- You know what I think, Mendel?

- What?

I think Emily's

making a big mistake.

- Emily?

- Stay. Stay put.

So, what do you say?

We don't want nobody else

gettin' hurt, do we?

Congratulations.

You just bought yourself peace of mind.

Yeah, you guys just

bought yourselves a cage.

- You're busted.

- What?

Put your paws on the counter.

Levine, call for backup.

[ Busy Signal ]

We're gonna keep this just

between us, right, guys, nice and easy?

- Answer me.

- We got a right to remain silent.

Somehow I knew

you were gonna say that.

Open your jacket.

[ Busy Signal ]

Turn around.

- We can't get pulled in again.

- What was that?

I said, "What's the charge?"

Extortion, racketeering.

That was Yaakov's...

one of the three bags

he had the night he was killed.

- [ Man ] Precinct.

- It's Levine. It's goin' down.

I want backup.

And with a little luck,

conspiracy to commit murder...

the murder of Yaakov Klausman.

Let's go.

- [ Ariel ] Emily.!

- Get out of the way!

- [ Indistinct Yelling ]

- [ Levine ] Stay back.!

Let's go!

- [ Chris ] Get out of the way.!

- Halt!

[ Man ]

What are you doin'?

- Halt!

- [ Tires Screeching ]

Emily!

[ Screeching ]

[ Horn Honking ]

Come on!

- How bad?

- It's my ankle. It's busted. Go!

Levine, you are

an insanely great cop!

[ Honking, Sirens ]

[ Sirens ]

Oh, God!

Oh,Jesus! Save me.

We didn't kill that kid.

We didn't kill nobody.

We didn't kill that kid.

I'm scared.

I'm so scared.

[ Fire Engine Sirens ]

[ Nick Groaning ]

What's new and exciting?

Hey! Case over?

Over.

Sit down.

- Why?

- Please.

What?

Will you marry me?

No.

Will you live with me?

I can't.

Then I gotta ask you

to stay away from me, 'cause...

- I know I can't stay away from you.

- Nick, listen --

No. Please, I gotta know.

What am I to you?

- You're my partner.

- Stop sayin'that.

It's -- It's not enough anymore.

- Nick, not now.

- No, now.

Since I got hurt,

things look all different to me.

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