Dancing Arabs Page #4

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that I love you?

Do you know how much I want

to tell everyone about our love?

I can put you on the PA system.

I talked about you with my mom recently.

Why didn't you tell me?

I just didn't. It wasn't really about you.

I asked her:

"What would you say

if I told you I had an Arab boyfriend?"

You should have seen her. She yelled at me.

"Naomi darling, tell me you're a lesbian,

tell me you're a drug addict

or that you have cancer,

but don't ever tell me

you have an Arab boyfriend."

No surprise.

Are you worried? Do you have cancer?

No, I'm just a lesbian.

Yuck! You stink.

- Because I'm an Arab?

- No, you moron. Because you just threw up.

OK.

- Can I call you?

- Sure. If they ask who it is, make up a name.

- Like Mustafa?

- Moron.

Is "Moron" a Jewish name?

- What about Yonatan? Does that suit me?

- No, Eyad suits you.

- You know, I love you.

- Say it in Arabic.

- I love you.

- Hey, come here.

- What's your name?

- Eyad.

Got any ID?

Sit down.

Sit down! No kissing.

Run an ID check.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

- Give me a cigarette.

- I don't smoke

What's the ID number?

- What does he want from us?

- I don't know.

Keep this for now.

Get lost, Arabs.

Rabbi Kahane was right. Kahane forever!

It's not so bad.

It's only the beginning. Tomorrow, the Americans

will be sorry they ever entered Iraq.

You really think Saddam will defeat

the Americans?

You'll see. The Americans are good

with their planes and missiles,

but once their soldiers hit the ground,

it'll be a hell worse than Vietnam.

Vietnam...

May God kill them.

Baghdad is burning.

May God finish them.

They've destroyed the place.

Where are Saddam's missiles?

Was it just a showoff?

But Dad, you always hated Saddam. You said he's

a jackass just like the rest of the Arab leaders.

- What happened?

- The whole picture's changed.

Everything's different now.

They'll wipe out Iraq in two days.

What's with you?

Why are you always like that?

Look at the moon.

It's Saddam, definitely.

You see him?

What are you on about?

Saddam on the moon?

Look, on the right.

There's his beret, and there's his mustache.

No doubt about it: it's Saddam. You see?

You don't?

Look over there.

That's right. You see now?

Meanwhile the Georgian guy is still in the closet.

That's good. That's good. Yes, yes.

So up in heaven, the Pope is on skates,

Moses is riding a scooter...

It's the alert siren!

Get up, everyone! Get up, Eyad! Nidal!

Following a missile attack on Israel,

a general alert is now active.

All citizens should wear gas masks

and enter the sealed rooms.

Grandma, I'll help you with your mask.

- You want me to suffocate?

- Go downstairs, Grandma!

- Where are you going?

- Come upstairs.

Are you crazy? Send the kids to the sealed room.

- For God's sake, at least wear your masks!

- There he goes. Go, go.

Please God,

for once give the Muslims a victory.

There's the Scud. It's coming.

Hit them with chemicals, Saddam!

Come on! Hit them hard!

Come on, Saddam!

Straight into the Ministry of Defense!

Right on Tel Aviv. Go! Come on!

Go, Saddam! Hit them with chemicals!

Show them who we are.

Look, the damn Patriot!

God is great!

Hello?

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Can I speak to Naomi please?

- Who's calling?

- Yonatan, from school.

- Of course! I'll call her.

Naomi, Yonatan's on the phone. Come here.

How are you, Yonatan?

I'm fine. I'm sorry to call like this.

- Are you alright? I was worried about you.

- Same here.

- Everything's fine, don't worry.

- I love you, Naomi.

I love you too, very much.

- I'll call you later.

- OK.

Naomi. A Jew.

I would've told you, Mom.

Told me what?

He didn't use chemical weapons.

He just wanted to warn them.

He wants to show them he can blow up Tel Aviv.

Bagdad is destroyed and you're excited

about some scrap metal in Tel Aviv?

What do you know about wars?

The Jews will surrender within a week.

They can't take this kind of pressure.

It'll be the end of them.

Even you don't believe what you're saying.

What do you know?

After several days of attacks

by the American and Allied forces,

After several days of attacks

by the American and Allied forces,

After several days of attacks

by the American and Allied forces,

Iraq has surrendered.

Take care of yourself, dear.

- And be careful.

- Don't worry.

The American army has started searching

for chemical and biological weapons in Iraq.

- President Bush says the war was unavoidable

- What were we thinking?

That we could defeat America?

That Saddam could defeat Israel?

That you could see him on the moon?

AMOS OZ "MY MICHAEL"

- Hi, Naomi.

- Hi.

I missed you.

How are you?

- I love you.

- Say it in Hebrew.

- I love you.

- I love you more.

So what do Hannah's false visions represent?

What is the significance of the twins?

Maybe childhood friends or fantasies?

Sorry.

What do you say about the twins?

- The Arab twins?

- Yes, the Arab twins.

- Can I choose to remain silent?

- Absolutely not.

Did you even read the book?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I know the twins symbolize

Hannah's loss of sanity.

That's right.

- So you did read it. I don't understand why...

- I don't think that's true.

Because when I read it

I think of the Arab twins and not of Hannah.

When I read it,

I see two poor, violent, ugly Arabs

who've become the sexual fantasy

of a woman who's losing her mind.

I think about how they never did anything wrong,

apart from being Arabs.

I think about what they represent to the author,

to the reader

and to the Israelis.

I think about the primitive Arab

who's only interested in sex.

That image oi the wild,

animalistic, primitive Arab,

who's only motivated by his phallus.

- I think you're a bit...

- No, ma'am. I'm not.

Is there anything worse Hannah can do?

Is there anything worse a Jewish girl can do

than sleep with an Arab?

Usually,

we're the ones who rape them with fiery eyes.

That's what happens in Agnon's stories.

To him, Arabs just destroy everything.

That's how Benjamin Tammuz writes,

and Aharon Meged,

and even A.B. Yehoshua.

That's what happens to poor Dafni

in his book "The Lover".

Naim? God forbid.

Naim, the dirty Arab mechanic?

Naim, who has to shower

every time he meets Dafni?

You know why, ma'am?

It's easier for the authors and their readers

when an Arab makes a move on a Jewish girl.

He should at least take a shower.

After all, we all know how Arabs stink.

- I'm not sure that...

- I'm sorry, ma'am.

I really would have preferred to keep silent.

We're more polite that way.

Quiet! Quiet!

I'm going to tell my parents.

Sure it's a good idea?

I have to tell them

about you. It's better coming from me.

I don't know. I'm against involving parents.

- What it they get violent?

- Cut it out, you moron.

I forgot they're Ashkenazi.

- Stop it, it's not funny.

- What?

He was awesome.

Thanks.

- Where are you, son?

- A friend's house.

- Do you have a place to sleep?

- Of course. I'll study better like this-.

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