Day After Day Page #3

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Are you staying at home tonight?

Are you going out tonight?|- Tonight? No. Where would I go?

Where's Moshe?|- I wish I knew.

He's late, as usual.|Who knows where he is.

Are you going out tomorrow?

I don't know yet, Mimi.

Maybe so...|Want to come along?

No, I'm working.

And tomorrow morning?

I don't know about|tomorrow morning yet.

We might have a meeting|about the house...

I don't know.

About Yossi's house? -Yes.|- His parents' house?

There's talk about it. I don't know|yet whether to sell or not.

But there's talk about it.

Yes. There's talk.|You must have heard already.

No, I'm interested, that's all.|It's interesting.

Nothing's been decided yet.|- Okay, but where does it stand?

I'm interested.|- I know you are

but I'm telling you|that nothing's been decided yet.

Yussef's not too eager|and I can understand how he feels.

We'll see...|Depends on their offer.

Whose?|Who are you talking to?

Some entrepeneur who wants|to develop the area...

Build a hotel or something.

What a way to treat money!

Arrange it properly.

Let go, let go...

How much did you bet?|- Two hundred.

What on?|- On the seven.

And you?|- Two hundred on low.

No, high.

One more time.|Gimme a kiss, doll...

Roll them.

Low.

Take the money. Go on.

Why are you so restless, Moshe?

I have to go.

Me too.|Last round.

Before mommy comes looking|for her little Moshe.

Last round...

High.

Another hundred.|- One hundred?

Two hundred.|- 850.

Last one.|- Roll them.

Wait, what did I say?|High or low?

I have to go.

That's mine.|- What do you mean, yours?

I put 200 on high.

Here's your 200.|- 200 more.

Why?|- I put 200 on the table.

Moshe, wait!

What are seat-bealts for?|To hold up your pants?

Who do you think you are?|Where were you all day?

You know how I worry about you|when you disappear like that.

Come on!

How could you do that to me?

Do you have nothing to say?

What do you do all day?|Do you want to drive me crazy?

Noon isn't 5 pm.

The phones were out of order.

Where were the phones|out of order?

At the pool.|For my back.

At the pool, for your back,|with Jules.

Moshe, we have to talk.|This can't go on.

Look at me.

How do you do it?

How do you manage|to stay so young?

How?

Hello.

So what do you think?

It looks like sh*t.|- Sh*t?

What's that?

What's what? Those are|the lower level foundations.

What's that monstrosity?

This will be the parking-garage.

I didn't think|it would be like this.

What did you think?

You tore down all the houses,|the whole neighborhood!

Yes, but we're building|a big shopping center.

What you see|is only the parking-garage.

This much construction in 3 months,|who would believe it?

Three months...|Do you remember the old buildings?

Think about what will be here.

You're working three shifts here?|- Three shifts, around the clock.

That's an Italian machine.

One moment.

Accident on the Galilee road...

Police are directing traffic...

Everything's okay there.|What's the problem?

I heard there was a traffic- jam|or some blocking vehicle

so I wanted to know if...

Negative.

This is the Voice of Israel|from Jerusalem.

It's 7 o'clock|and here is the news.

The prime minister has promised...

Didi, come here,|I want to show you something.

Come, look at this filthy sponge|on the floor.

And the soap. And all|the towels are wet. What's this?

An uncared for body|stays sick...

You're mad at me, is that it?

What's so funny?

You have a meeting at 9,|hurry up.

Hurry up, hurry up!

How can I hurry up? How do you|expect me to function during the day

if nothing changes in the morning?

Don't go to work,|don't wake up,

do what you want, Moshe.

I've told you a hundred times.|A couple is like a factory.

If it's not managed properly,|it goes bust. Get it?

And you're telling me that?|- Yes. Everything is going bust.

Wipe that condescending look|off your face.

I'm talking to you.|Answer me.

Keep cutting out papers|and fiddling with your stupid marker!

And turn off that radio! Goddam|news first thing in the morning!

Go complain to your lovers,|not to me.

I don't exist, okay?

You see?|How do you expect it to work out?

Are you fed up? Is that it?|You want to leave me?

Fine, do it.|At least that'll be the end of it.

You're sick.|I'm married to a mental case.

Keep talking,|I don't care...

Moshe, you don't understand|anything.

Just leave me alone.

How are you, Mosh?|- Very well.

I'm glad you came.

See, that's me|with my brother Jules.

Let's go out to the yard,|get some air.

You know, I always|used to tell my wife:

"See him, my brother Jules,

"my own flesh and blood,|but not a bit of sensitivity.

"No feeling, no sensitivity".

Just the opposite of you.

At last I get the chance|to tell you.

You can talk to him,|you can tell him.

At least you're not|ashamed of your parents.

By the way,|how are they?

They're fine. Thanks.

Fine? Why do you think|they refuse to negotiate with me?

Do I scare them?

My father doesn't like you.

We decided to make you an offer|to buy your plot at Golda.

You misunderstand.|I do not sell,

I buy.|Selling doesn't interest me.

I'm buying up the whole area|by the sea, including the house,

and not just part of it.

I see.|But you know our problem.

They want to keep part of the land|as a memento.

They don't have a long-term view.

What's the matter with your father?|Why won't he talk to me?

Does he hate me that much?|- I wouldn't go that far.

That's the way he is.|Doesn't talk no anyone.

Tell your mother|I'm willing to give you everything

but she knows exactly|what I want in return.

Look, he'll sell in the end.

But you have to understand him.

It's all he has left.|It's sentimental issue.

Don't waste my time.|Look, I'm not mad at you.

We're still friends.|But this is impossible.

I can't accept your offer.

I understand.

It's lovely here.|- Thank you.

I'll be off.|My mother will be disappointed.

But never mind.|It's not important.

Come here, let's shake hands.

Say, could I ask you|for 20,000 shekels in advance?

You know, a friendly gesture.|We have a small cash-flow problem.

Are you busy later?|We could go get some coffee.

Maybe.

Why not?

Did you see that guy?

Practically undressed me|with his eyes.

Some guys are like that.

I want to deposit 20,000 shekels.

Account number 287-426-17.

How are you?|- Fine.

Those married men.|Only have one thing on their minds.

Terrible, isn't it?

Are you married?

Yes, but not really.

What do you mean, not really?

Want to come to the movies|with me?

No!

This is a hold-up!|Everyone on the floor!

I said, on the floor!

I'm capable of anything!

Hands up!|Give me the money!

I haven't got any!

Gimme the money!

Coastal highway all jammed up...

This is 129.|It looks like...

Looks like there's a robbery...

in progress at...

I think it's at the Horev Center.

It's all over.

I think someone ought to...

maybe go help out.

Hello.

Hello.

These things happen here too.

Breathe deeply, that'll help.

I'm not in my best shape.

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