Dangerous Acts Page #2

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with a play."

And special for you, Ive

invited here tonight, the star

the star of the show,

Tzvia Israeli.

Hello...

- Allow me.

First of all I must say Im very

happy you came to my show.

Thank you very much.

- Tzvia!

Is the rumor true,

that you are about

to turn this thriving play into

a musical? - Tzvia! - Correct.

I dream to be in a musical. - No.

Is there a small part for me?

You want to sing,

are you prepared to dance?

Im prepared to sing, dance,

to do "splitsl"

Whatever you ask, I'll be by

your side to do it. - Tzvia!

Okay, well try

to get you something.

You do a wonderful job in this

play, spectacular. - Thank you.

To play this role, you must

draw from personal experience

from things youve

personally experienced.

Do you do that?

No, not directly, no.

Look, this playwright, Ternbach,

an American playwright,

he wasnt thinking of me

when he wrote this play, but

what is an actress? One who

takes personal, private pain,

and turns it into substance.

I think it's no secret, everyone

knows that about 3 years ago,

you experienced a horrible

tragedy. - Yes.

An accident took your husband,

son-in-law, and daughter. - Yes.

How do you continue living

after something like that?

Excuse me!

Living. - Living I understand but

to continue to appear on stage.

Look, Im not a little girl,

I simply...

put on some makeup,

I do a switch in my head...

and go up on stage.

Ive chosen to live, so I live.

Yes, it is my decision to live.

I go with that.

It's not taken for granted,

nothing is taken for granted.

Finally.

Totally inappropriate, Etti.

What, Im late?

Forget it, Im off to a fitting,

the laundrys in the machine.

When it finishes, put it in the

dryer, Im going. - Okay.

Whats this? - It was by the

door, it's probably a neighbors

Maybe.

Listen, leave me the key in the

mailbox, I have to run.

Okay, bye.

Good morning.

Did you see what kind

of a person that is?

A full week, I sit here and

wait, write her letters.

You know what? No need to.

No need to.

Again...

five, six, seven, to work.

One two three...

You look like a Turkish slut.

Thats not we agreed on. Lydia!

- What do you want from her?

I have a dress rehearsal

in two more days. - Me too.

Really?

Why dont I feel it?

What do you mean?

I mean, throughout rehearsals I

dont get whats with you.

You dont like the dress?

Forget the dress, first of all,

keep your mind on the play.

Is this rag appropriate for your

character? How could you agree?

Are you having an affair or

something? - Idiot.

Etti?

Etti...

Your maid put the key

in the mailbox.

But she didnt close it so I was

worried someone would break in.

You were worried? - I didnt touch

anything, I promise.

I didnt even drink water.

Really.

I wanted to apologize for

talking harshly to you today.

Go away. Leave immediately,

You sleaze ball.

Get out of my life. Leave me

alone, Im warning you.

I'll... I'll call the police

and then youll be out of here.

Theyll throw you in jail again

to rot and die there, murderer.

Get out of here.

"When Romeo met Juliet and said

Im willing to die for you.

"What do you mean, -she said

- Lets make love.

"Well leave innocence behind...

"Well go wild in all positions,

I'll show you if you dont know.

"So tell me, is this yours word,

or are you just happy to see me?

"I hear, I see...

"the journey from paradise

to hell is so short.

"I also hear, I also see, so

maybe well start with a play...

"So maybe well start

with a play."

Clear the roads.

Do you have a line

of communication to him?

He should come here immediately.

No one should approach the roof.

No one approach the building.

Move them

away from there immediately.

Here she is.

Mrs. Israeli, this man is

threatening to jump.

He says hes waiting just

for you, do you know him?

Mrs. Israeli,

Do you know this man?

His name is Yisrael.

- Do you forgive me or do I jump?

Mrs. Israeli, would you like

some tea? - No thank you.

Yisrael.

Ill call a doctor,

I think hell be happy.

"I have much time until tomorrow

"Until Im led to the gallows.

"The rope itches,

my neck is red.

"I would like to say

goodbye to you already."

"How much longer?

How much more can we wait?

"And time, and time

time which always prevails,

"We are worth nothing,

and time laughs...

"Three hours, three hours

hes dying to urinate,

"Until someone, someone

brings him a bedpan.

"Hell eventually die,

and well sing."

"Time is a friend, so theres no

need to hurry, times a tragedy,

"The time has come

to buy a watch,

"Time is dreadful,

it attacks you everywhere...

"I would like to say

goodbye to you already."

Hello, hello.

Hi, doctor. - Hi, how are you?

- Hello.

Did you prepare this?

- Yes.

Wow.

Should I call someone

to let them know youre here?

Who? - I dont know,

family, friends, somebody.

Why are you smiling?

It's a long story.

- I have time.

I lived with foster parents

until age eight.

After that I was moved,

Theyd had enough of me.

- Where did you go? - All over.

Kibbutzim, institutions...

sometimes in the street,

I wandered around.

Do you know who are your

Biological parents?

At age 18 they showed me my file

and I found out my mother died.

And your father?

- He was actually still alive.

He said "Thanks for coming,

Im sick, take care of me"

like a Turkish film.

Did you care for him? - Sure I

did, a father is a father, no?

Although he was already decrepit

with one foot in the grave.

Did he die?

- After a year.

I was actually sorry,

he was a funny man.

Where do you live?

Did he leave you his house, or

anything? Your father?

His truck.

Actually, I recounted

everything at the trial.

But you didnt come.

Too bad.

I wanted you to be there,

I waited for you.

Theyre transferring me to a

rehabilitation hospital, right?

Will you come visit me there?

- Well see.

Yes...

Whats wrong?

- Everythings fine.

They took off my cast, tomorrow

theyll remove the catheter,

because I can already sense

when I need to relieve myself.

So I can call a nurse.

Even the Dr. Said theres hope

since my spine was unharmed.

So I asked him, if my spine was

not harmed, why am I paralyzed?

So he said:
"You had a hard head

blow, the prognosis is unclear,

so there is hope."

It's good that someone has hope.

I always asked myself,

how come invalids dont cry?

It's clear, it is more demeaning

for someone to wipe your tears

than for someone

to wipe your behind.

Youre responsible for me Tzvia.

Im here due to you, you cant

throw me into a rehabilitation home

just like that, like some dog.

It will be okay, Yisrael.

You will see.

Guys, careful with that table.

Continue over there.

Grown boy.

- What do you want? I missed her.

My sweetheart. All day

I look at her, all day.

And also at this garbage,

Did you read this?

Did you read this sh*t?

It's a story of two lonely people

a detective and a rich widow.

Who run parallel investigations,

blah, blah, blah... again, here.

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