Dangerous Acts Page #4

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"So I tied cement to his leg

and some to his neck,

"Within a second, or maybe less,

he sunk deep in the river.

"My father, the millionaire,

I cut his neck,

"My poor mother, exploded,

there was nothing left,

"My brothers are spread out

in pieces in every city.

"My sister, I simply poisoned,

it was very quick.

"Im dangerous, Im sweet,

"If you come

close, youll be hit.

"Im dangerous and strong,

"My gun is drawn,

blood is dripping.

"My knife is sharp and erect,

Oh, it's so exhausting.

"Mournful, sharp, cancerous,

sophisticated...

"Dangerous.

"Dangerous...

"D

"an...

"gerous..."

Thank you everybody, thanks for

the help. - Your welcome. - Bye.

You were great.

So, you didnt enjoy it?

I enjoyed it, of course,

thank you.

I know you Yisrael,

whats wrong?

Everythings fine, I enjoyed it.

- No, but what do you think, what

what did you think of the play?

Nothing special.

I just dont understand why

youre playing that stupid role.

What? - All the stupidity,

playing cops and robbers.

Playing with guns

as though theyre a piano.

What is it trying to say?

Who believes in that stupidity?

The audience loves it.

- Forget the audience, okay?

One screams, the whole flock

follows, the audience loves it.

Whats with you?

- Whats with me?

Are you even a dancer?

Are you a singer?

I enjoy it. Im having fun.

- Really?

What are you blind?

I dont understand.

You dont see how

degrading this role is?

The costume that makes you look

like a cow dancing ballet?

Is it fitting for you to perform

off-key like a broken trumpet?

Im going to take a shower.

You asked for my opinion, no?

- Yes. Youre right.

Youre sick of me.

- Dont talk nonsense.

Why did you take me in?

Why am I even here?

How long will this last?

When will you grow tired of me?

When you tire of me, then what?

- Is that why you spoke harshly?

Dont test me, Yisrael.

Youre here because I want you.

- And what will be in the end?

Youll return to yourself.

And then what will be?

Do you want to hear a story?

Another one of your stories

which has no end?

Actually, this one has an end,

even a happy ending. - Go on.

It begins with a woman just

walking down the street.

What? - What you dont want

to ask me who the woman is?

Who is the woman? - Okay, first

well give her a name, Yona.

Yona wakes up one day,

leaves her

family, shes tired of them.

She starts to wander

the streets and look for work.

Until one day she sees

in the job postings,

an advertisement for a woman

to care for an invalid.

To care for her day and night in

exchange for room and salary.

Hello... - Hi. Im calling

about the ad

Are you interested in the job?

Very. - Very much because it was

the perfect solution for her.

So she took down the

address and went over,

without knowing

what was in store for her.

One minute.

Come in.

She stood there, our Yona

dumbfounded and in shock.

Come.

You can sit down.

The voice of that

gentle and sweet girl

was the voice of an old and evil

woman. - How could that be?

Go on.

And so, Yona

began to care for her.

In the beginning this

woman child was pleasant.

Here. 9 percent,

just as you requested.

I asked for 5 percent,

dont you get it 5?

What, are you stupid?

Is it that hard to understand?

But afterwards, she began to

really abuse her like a slave.

She worked her so hard,

didnt let her sleep.

Here, 5 percent

just as you requested.

But you didnt check

the expiration date, did you?

Right or wrong?

What are you worth? You

idiot, stupid, despicable.

In the end, Yona could barely

stand the humiliation and abuse.

That same night,

our heroine got out of her bed,

slowly, slowly sneaked

over to her employers bed,

she took a large pillow...

and began to strangle her.

Very hard, with all her strength

in order to be rid of her.

And the woman child fought back,

twisted and screamed vigorously

even though it was nearly

impossible to hear anything.

And then suddenly...

Yona heard a young girls voice

coming from this woman,

A regular girl.

A voice of a 12 year old girl.

So she burst into a bitter cry,

awful and terrifying,

as only girls cry.

And this Yona,

why did she strangle her?

She could have

simply got up and walked away.

I dont know,

thats the story.

Whats the point of this story?

Thats what you call a story

with a happy ending? - Yes.

If a young girls voice hadnt

suddenly come out of her

she would have kept strangling

her and she would have died, no?

George. it's not nice how

you treat your friends, Mrs. Hope.

Not only a knife,

but in the back?

Why did you kill him?

For the very same reason...

for the same reason Im about

to kill you. - Why is that?

For what reason, Mrs. Hope?

I asked, whats the reason?

Self defense.

What just happened?

- I had a black out, thats all.

My ass, you had a blackout,

Why did you come back, tell me.

You think I'll let you

destroy the role, you cow.

Dont you dare talk to me

like that, you hear me?

Dont you dare push me around

on stage, you piece of sh*t.

Why, who are you?

- Arik, Arik...

Did I forget my lines?

Tzvika, whats happening?

- Im ruined, Im ruined Micha

Ive had it with this stupid

play. - Stupid play?

Playing cops and robbers games

just like little children.

Dancing with guns.

It's not for me.

Im an actress, Im not

a singer, Im not a dancer.

Where is Yisrael?

Why do you ask?

- No reason, just curious.

At home, with Etti.

I hired her to care for him

a little while Im in the play.

And where are you? - Im here,

Im a little tired, thats all.

And whats with me?

What do you want Micha?

- You.

Maybe for that I first

have to jump from your roof.

I dont know what

youre talking about.

It's not important.

Okay, I'll take you home now.

Ill wait for you outside.

Hey, Tzvia.

Tzvia, whats up?

What, did something happen?

What could happen, Tzvia?

So what, Etti, everythings

okay? - Yes, just fine.

No problem.

Wednesday.

- Yes.

Bye. - See you later.

- Bye. - See you later.

How was the play?

- Fantastic.

Did you remember that

today is the anniversary.

What anniversary?

Your husband, your daughter.

- So what?

Youre not going to the cemetery

to have a memorial service? - No.

Thats strange.

Why do you even care?

What happened?

It's a little, I dont know,

It's bitter. - I ate it, it's fine.

I cant eat it.

Should I add some salt?

Thank you, Tzvia, really,

Im not really hungry anyway.

Can you take the napkin off,

please?

So? - One minute, Im reading.

It's good for you here, huh?

So what do you say?

The play, the musical,

and now the movie.

Why did you have to include the

Mossad and Arafat, and all the...

A movie has to be realistic.

- You have rights to this play?

Do you have investors, money?

I have investors, I have rights.

And a fully stocked trailer just

for my Tzvika, as it should be.

Just tell me youre in.

You should, well make a movie,

get married. - Come on...

I dont know.

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