Simon Konianski Page #2

Why aren't you asleep?

lt's my pills.

The leaflet says insomnia,

troubles and urticaria.

Show me. Where is it?

What for? You're a doctor now?

Maybe you took mine instead.

Stop that. It took me hours

to get evemhing sorted.

Here are my pills, Mr Doctor!

Brilliant doctor,

in a surgical collar all his life!

Where does it say, ''lnsomnia,

sleep troubles and urticaria''?

On the leaflet l threw out.

- Water costs money!

- And the stink of piss?

l lost my sense of smell

when my nose froze at Maidanek.

Enough! You've told me that stoy

l think he'll move out now.

l gave half of my bread

to Dan Salesmann

because he was thinner than me.

A real skeleton.

And that was when Kapo Michal...

You remember him,

the fat Polack slob?

He came into our hut

and saw Salesmann eating bread.

He shouted so loud!

What did fat Kapo Michal do?

He hit him with his stick,

hit him over and over,

so hard that the stick broke in two.

After, Salesmann walked hunched up

like an old mole.

- An old mole skeleton?

- Yes.

Remember my pal Salesmann?

l hid with him in the caca pit

when the Germans fled the Russians.

We stank of caca

for two weeks after that!

That saved me from Auschwitz.

Enough, you old madman!

After me,

you have to subject him to this?

l'm doing no harm!

He has to knowthe truth,

doesn't he?

That damn non-Jewish school

won't teach him about the camps!

He's only six!

Stop talking

about the camps and the Germans!

lt drove your son crazy

and killed your wife!

Watch your mouth, you unworthy son!

Cancer killed your mother.

Not all that!

And what caused the cancer?

l want the end ofthe stoy

about fat Kapo Michal.

l want the end ofthe stoy

about fat Kapo Michal.

Sory, Dad.

l didn't mean to hurt you.

But he's my son.

l have a right to decide

what's good for him or not.

lfyou need to talk,

you can see a shrink.

What?

Some charlatan

who only studied four years

and costs more than a specialist?

Never!

l'm not made of money!

You have to be meshuge

to see someone like that.

Ask Dr Berkenbaum about it then.

Hello.

Hello, doctor.

How's it going on the BX?

Well, insomnia...

Damn!

And itchy arms and ankles.

Shouldn't that have cleared up?

We'll cut back on the dosage.

Don't keep that collar on too long.

lt will make your neck rigid.

Didn't you have it last month?

l'm still in a bit of pain.

Tell me, is it possible

for my father to be on these pills?

Why?

We have similar pills

with similar side effects.

Maybe he took yours by mistake.

No way.

You don't know my father.

He's total maniac about his pills.

lt's not possible.

The BX isn't on sale yet.

Not for a year after the tests end.

What are your father's pills?

There's no name. His sister

buys them over in Florida.

Could you check

if it's on sale there?

l could bring one for you

to analyse.

Yes, ifyou want.

Sign here.

Mr Konianski

are you busy next week?

l told you l was quitting.

How much?

A painkiller, few side effects.

Ok, l'll quit after that.

For good!

How about this one?

''Seeking young man or woman

to represent service company.''

That's my margarine for

my cholesterol! Use real butter.

l'm fighting cholesterol too.

l have your flat feet,

l could turn senile too...

l don't want cholesterol.

Know what my margarine costs?

No, l don't know what it costs.

But my heart's weak

so l'm eating it.

Two and a halftimes

the price of butter it costs!

You're worse than any caricature

of a stingy old Kike.

You don't say Kike, you shmok!

Nazis and Polacks say Kike.

Not my son!

Cut it out.

You talk about Schwane...

PoIak, Boshe, Goy...

Gevalt...

Mala, l can't take it.

Simon's driving me mad.

He's driving me mad.

Can't you adopt this shmendriM

Listen to this...

You hear him?

Maurice? What's up?

Nice suit. Who died?

Simon, where were you?

We've been waiting ages.

Look at the way you're dressed!

What were you up to, shmendriM

Hold on...

Simon!

You promised to be back by 7.

We nearly stopped waiting for you.

Where were you?

At a peep show, Auntie.

Simon, do you know Sonia?

My granddaughter.

She's a pianist, a great pianist.

You like the piano?

No, Mrs Hirschfeld.

l prefer the bagpipes.

Your hair's lovely.

l'm not talking about my hair.

l'm talking about Sonia.

She's given concerts

all over the world.

Even as a soloist.

ln Moscow,

Bratislava,

London,

Jerusalem...

You know, Sonia,

Simon is an artist too.

He loves to draw.

You like to drawtoo.

Don't you?

Simon, apparently you and Sonia

were together

in the same youth club.

That's incredible!

Yes, incredible.

So incredible l don't remember.

What do you play?

Rachmaninov mostly.

But l like Scriabin and Janacek too.

lnteresting.

And what about

the situation in Gaza?

ln Gaza? What situation in Gaza?

The blockade,

the power and gas cuts,

the air raids, civilians murdered...

Do you condone it?

Stop talking nonsense!

Do you think

we should boycott Israel

until it respects UN resolutions?

The people who boycott Israel

are killers,

anti-Semites and Nazis!

You can't blame the Nazis for once!

You want to do the Arabs' work?

We have a right to that land.

We were there first!

We're ready to give them a bit of it

but they want it all!

Look where university gets you.

Those terrorists in the Hezbollah,

in Gaza, in Ramallah...

Who do you mean?

The Palestinians?

They don't even care about you!

Just go and live with the Arabs...

Gaza and 30% ofthe West Bank?

Great offer!

The Palestinians need a homeland

like any other people.

Ifthey don't get it

a new Saladin will rise up...

Those terrorists launch the attacks!

Listen, shmendrik, if Israel

were to disappear with its A-bomb

and ifthe Nazis came back,

you'd act a lot less proud then,

you pro-Palestinian!

- Cut it out, Maurice!

- Who said that?

Colonization engenders terrorism,

not the opposite!

l'll find myself

a nice little Palestinian girl

and shag her!

l'll shag her!

Allah wakhbar!.

No way!

Why don't theyiust

strip completely?

Give me a break!

- My sister has lovely knockers.

- Pervert!

No, it sucks. l hated it.

It's totally useless.

Was the nude part planned?

lt's pathetic.

How could you agree to do it?

l mean,

it does nothing for the show.

l loved it!

Belt up, you pervert!

They pay you more

to get your tits out?

What's wrong? You're not on stage.

But anyierk can ogle

my son's mother's tits!

l found it poetic and original.

Too bad you kept your panties.

Shut the hell up, Jorge!

The headmistress wants to see us.

Your son has a bad influence

on the other kids.

They play Nazis and Jews at break.

At least they're acting out.

l hope the headmistress

will find that funny too.

Maybe she can ''act out'' too.

You see her.

l'm not seeing that cow.

She hasn't even read Dolto.

lt's youriob.

Nazis and Kapos are

your dad's stories. You see to it.

Even if she hasn't read Dolto!

When will you grow up?

Karl, a friend.

You don't know Karl?

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