Day After Day

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Keep your mouth closed.|Don't let the air out.

I'm tired.

It's almost over.|Slowly. Slowly.

We're almost done.|Almost done.

Yes, another second.

I feel like a horse.

Yes, we're slowing down...

Don't stop,|keep walking, go to a walk.

Are you trying to kill me?

We're checking,|we're checking...

Your E. K. G. is fine.

Really?|- Yes.

Are you surprised?

Don't leave that here.

It's in the way.

Twenty trays of bagels...

Twenty trays.|- Twelve on each tray.

That makes...|- We'll see in a minute.

Wait a minute, wait, wait.

Four, five, six, seven, eight.|That's for you. - Forget it.

Stop it. Here, take it.|One, two, three...

You coming tomorrow to close|the deal?

I don't interfere with his affairs.

That's between you and him.|- A little uptight, your brother.

Let him pay up. Won't hurt him.

Someday you'll lose too.|- I never lose, buddy.

I was born to win.

Take care.|- You too.

Thanks.

It's not easy, Didi.|It's not easy.

You're going in one direction,|I'm headed in another.

So tell me where you're going,|I'd very much like to know.

Do you want a divorce?|- What?

What did you want to tell me?

It's not easy with you.

You always use|those agressive words

that spoil my appetite.

Go ahead, say it.|- Say what?

You wanted to talk,|so we're talking.

What did you want to tell me?

If it's about you being sterile,|then I know.

I've had my tests, Moshe.

What are you talking about?|What's the matter with you?

What are you getting upset about?

What got into you?|What's all this about sterility?

You're depressing me, Didi.|- I'm sorry.

You're depressing me.|- I didn't mean to.

What's with you?|Why are you talking about kids?

People see us, hear us,

they'll know what|we're talking about!

Moshe, it's important.|If we want to adopt a kid,

you have to decide|if you're with me or not.

Would you calm down?|Who's talking about adoption?

Who? Where did you get that idea?|From my mother?

Can you see us with kids?|Raising kids?

We don't even know|where we're going.

Besides, if it hasn't happened|so far, there must be a reason.

Everything's fine on my end.

So what do you think the reason is?

We're not headed in the|same direction.

We're getting off the subject.

I don't know, whenever we talk,|it's never fun.

All our conversations|have to be depressing.

Besides, once and for all,|I don't want any kids.

That's that. I don't want to raise|children in this crazy world.

I don't want kids|in this nutty, stupid country

where you never know whether|you'll get up tomorrow morning.

Stop spewing out those|worthless political ideas.

Want to go to Eilat?|- Eilat?

We'll get away,|get a change of air.

Not a bad idea, huh?

Your idea?|- Yes, sure.

Just the two of us?

I'm sure my dad|wouldn't want to come.

If we're with people who love us,|what's wrong with that? What?

Didi, what's the matter?

Nothing.

You mind if my mother|comes along?

Is that it?

What?|- Nothing, I tell you.

What? You don't want|my mother to come along?

Don't put words in my mouth.

I want us to separate.

What?|You want us to separate?

Are you back with him again?

With him? With whom?

You know exactly who I mean,|you b*tch.

How dare you bring all this up|with no reason!

You disgust me with your scenes.|I'm leaving!

It's just stuck there.|It's stuck right there.

Me looking for you in the middle|of the war, thinking a scud hit you.

And you, in the shelter,|screwing my best friend.

Why are you dragging that up? That|was 5 years ago. I've been honest.

Did you sleep with him?

Yes.

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

How could you?

Moshe, let me think about|what we'll do, okay?

I'll think about what we'll do.|I'll think about what I'll do.

You really screwed up my appetite.

So you're thinking|of getting a divorce?

We're not getting a divorce,|we're separating. It's different.

That's terrible.

Why?|It's not the end of the world.

A lot of people do it nowadays.|Divorce isn't what it used to be.

I thought you were just separating.

Hanna...

What's going on with them?

He's lost without me.

Moshe. - What?

Moshe.|- What? What?

Didi is your wife.

I know it, but you don't.

Mom, I have a meeting.|I have to go, okay?

I'll see you tomorrow at ten.

Where can I reach you?

You don't need to reach me.|We see each other every day.

But in the evenings.

All right, remember...|Write down a number. 415-234.

And add an 8 at the beginning,

and don't call before 2 am.

Miss Pasha?|- Grisha,

not Pasha. I'll write it down|for you at the cash register.

Heavy traffic on the Paz bridge...

Mimi?

What?

Anything to report in your area?

It's a- okay.

Mimi.

What?

How's things?

A- okay.

What...?|What are you doing tomorrow?

Say, Grisha, are you really sure|you don't want to see me anymore?

What happened? Why don't|you tell me what happened?

By the way, if you need anything,|I have a lot of new stuff here.

Sweaters... some cool dresses,|shoes.

Come over, honey.

And I'm crazy about you,|you know that.

You really don't want|to see me anymore?

Grisha, will you come?

I'm mad about you.|Mad about you.

You really don't want to...

Hey, how's things?|How's things, Mussa?

Hi. What's up?|- How are you, buddy?

Have a look around,|there's lots of new stuff.

Take your time.

Okay, I'll talk to you later.|Bye, honey.

What's up?|Did you see my brother?

What?|No... no...

Can you manange?

I'm looking for something.|- What?

Maybe you can help me.

Depends what it is.

What are you looking for?|- Something unusual.

A present?

A present for my wife, yes.

Know what I was thinking?

Give her that.

What is it?|What is it for?

To film, stupid.

To film what?

How would I know?|The memories. Your memories.

Do you already see me buried,|or what?

What's the matter with you?|Do you see death everywhere?

Maybe give her a TV set?

I've got all the brands, Mussa.|Triton, Sano, Sonyo,

Sanyo, Silora... Metz.

Color, digital.

So she can spend all day|watching the news?

What's over there?|- It's a complete apartment:

Dining room, kitchen,|living room,

bathroom, even a new toilet.

We emptied the house|of some Germans

who went back|where they came from.

Do you sell single pieces?|- Come on,

take what you want,|just pick something already.

Say, Mussa,|are you still seeing Grisha?

Watch your finger.|Watch you fingers!

I'm watching.|- Move your arm off. Move!

My back's broken.|You and your TV sets.

Wait a minute, let's take a break.|- Come on, two more...

Let's take a break.|- Mussa, it's thirty steps, come on.

I don't feel well. - We're|almost there. One more floor.

Be careful.|- One more floor.

So tell me, what's she like,|the doctor?

I don't know.

What do you mean,|you don't know?

Didn't you see her?

Jules, Jules, I can't go on.

Just a little more.|A little effort, Mussa.

Watch out for that cable.|You're stepping on the cable.

Shitty idea.|Stupid present.

Five years together.|It's worth the hassle, no?

Five years... and|what does she get for them?

This monster from hell!

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