Simon Konianski Page #5
- Year:
- 2009
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Why are you here?
This is where we hid
when the Germans wanted
to transfer us to Auschwitz.
This is Dan Salesmann,
my old friend.
Remember, l told you about him
and his crooked back.
He didn't make it,
like the others.
Just think!
Your son's a fine man.
Does he have a girlfriend?
ls he married? Any children?
Spare me... An uncircumsised son
with a goy dancer!
And before they even married,
they split up!
My son,
you've no idea how happy l am
that you came here
with my little Schmuli.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad!
Schmuli! Where were you?
Come on, let's go.
Friendly guys...
lt's all in Russian.
Sh*t, my car...
They'll turn it into a Lada
at this rate.
What do you think
they're looking for?
No idea.
Stay right here, ok.
Where's that rabbit from?
From the camp where Grandpa
was a prisoner during the war.
Why didn't you tell Dad?
We'll catch a duck
and eat it for supper.
Gently.
at the side ofthe road,
the meshuge!
You know,
l think he has a broken heart.
That's why he's a meshuge.
Believe me.
Damn rabbit!
Honestly, Schmuli...
Dad's had enough ofyour rabbit.
Dad must be allergic.
Open your windowthen.
lt's raining!
l don't believe this road.
We'll keep it a bit, then let it go.
No way. Michal is staying with us.
Why call it Michal?
Like Kapo Michal.
Give me a break with Kapo Michal.
Find another name.
Michal is a dumb name.
l'll call it Karl then!
All right, stick to Michal.
Ok, Schmuli?
Are you ok?
Yes...
Give me your hand.
Are you ok?
Yes, sweetheart, l'm fine.
Sh*t!
Sh*t, my car! l don't believe it.
F***ing hell!
Dad, we forgot my rabbit.
Never mind.
l'll buy you another in Belgium.
You look really smart like that.
l hope those dumb Lubavitchers
weren't wrong.
ls it far, Dad?
Yes.
Are you keeping...
- Are you keeping the yarmulke?
- Yes!
Grandpa's fallen off!
Quick!
ls Grandpa's honey in there?
And so he's travelling with her
forever now?
Why put them in a hole
ifthey're travelling forever?
lt's so we can remember them.
This is a place
where we can think about them.
lt's too far to come here often.
Dad, is E.T. buried here?
E.T.?
l don't think he's Jewish.
He must be buried on his planet.
They don't have burials
on his planet.
What do they do then?
l don't now.
Maybe they let them rot away.
Not a bad idea.
Hi, son.
You made it here at last. Mazel rov!
l'm proud ofyou.
Stop sneaking up on me.
l can't help it. l'm a ghost.
Vey funny.
ls it true about Sarah?
She's why you wanted to come here?
Who is she? Were you really married?
She was the prettiest woman
around here.
She had a lovely pair of breasts...
They all wanted to mary her
but l'm the one who got her.
l loved her so much.
But she died too young,
just after the war ended.
How?
She fell in the river.
She caught a chill and died.
lt broke my heart.
For a vey long time.
That's why l wory about you,
my son.
l know you.
Your heart's fragile like mine
and l'm worried that dancer
will break your heart.
lt's a terrible thing.
But enough ofthat.
l'll be seeing Sarah tomorrow.
She won't believe it when l turn up.
But...
What about Mum?
l loved your mother vey much too.
Thanks to her, l had you.
But she wasn't prem, poor thing,
and she really got on my nerves!
Now l'm dead,
l'm going to be with Sarah.
l really have to go now.
Don't wory, son.
Bye, Dad.
Mala!
Maurice!
Cori?
Who is it now? Who is it?
Hold on, l can't hear you.
What?
Sh*t, my battey's dead.
Sh*t!
Pick up that talisman, Simon.
lt contains
the Great Solomon's psalms.
Hello, Corazon?
lt's over, we're at Lvov airport,
heading back.
Listen...
Call off Interpol
and your Garcia lawyer guy.
l know it's not funny.
l'm a bastard?
Ok, fine, l am a bastard.
About shared custody...
We'll talk about it later.
l want to take him to the sea
this weekend. Can l keep him?
You want to come too? What for?
What about Karl?
You don't care? Great...
You bet, you threatened me
with prison, remember?
Sure l'm pissed off.
Ok, l'll take back what l said.
Stop yelling in Spanish, please.
lt's a really good idea.
Simon!
So don't come.
You'd have ruined the day anyway.
Ok, l'll take that back. l'm sory.
Yes, l'm sory.
Coming anyway?
Yes, l'd like that.
l'd really like that.
Sh*t! l have to go! Take care.
F***...
l don't believe it!
Sir... Please, sir...
Sh*t!
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