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Before the war, my whole family lived in Loszi.

How are they?

I don't know.

Probably died during the Jewish revolution.

The last time my mother wrote to me,

was a month before the war.

I don't know anything at all.

My dear bird

Your way home will be filled with peace.

You return from a nation of passions.

When you left my residence that winter,

do you know how your voice had touched me?

Sing and confide, my dear bird.

The wonder in that remote land.

Tell me, in that beautiful country,

are there such sorrows and pains?

The dew on the mountain,

are they pearls or teardrops?

How are you, the limpid streams of Jordan River?

How are you, mountains and valleys?

and the brothers who sow the field in tears.

Are they happily harvesting?

I only have wings to fly.

In the country of dates and almonds!

Rosa is my inspiration.

My father and I,

We joined the armed forces in 1939.

He passed away in Modoson.

But I was rescued after the war ended.

I went to Sosnowick.

The neighbors told me, in the end of 1939 winter,

They were all taken away, no one knew where they went.

Rosa was lucky,

we sent her to Siberia.

Siberia? Would she survive?

Are you talking about Russia?

Yes, I meant Russia.

You should talk to Rosa about Russia.

How did you survive Siberia?

Nowadays I miss the ice- and snow-covered mountain.

The winter, forest, and snowstorms there.

It is always very hot here.

It was very cold there.

It should be very cold there now.

I never realized it is so cold here!

But it will be over very soon.

Follow me!

Everyone, pull yourself together!

To the right!

Ready?

Left, right, left!

Klibanov, I tell you,

take these to the kibbutz!

We will regroup at Fagenfao.

Other people wait here!

You don't have to wait for anyone, we'll take care of everything.

Did you pick up Rosa?

Don't leave here, and everyone else!

Don't stay, we'll meet again in Fayoukela.

What are you doing? Go on, forward!

What about her?

Moussa, put this on.

Go forward, go, go!

Come over, follow me.

Englishman!

Are you all right?

I'm exhausted.

Would you like some water?

No.

Did you see Yanush?

No, you?

I last saw him on the beach.

Then it was a chaos.

Did he leave you anything to eat?

No?

My box is still on the beach.

All of them?

Yes, all the food.

Do you remember how we got here?

No I don't.

How about now?

No.

We have to stay in the camp for the night.

Moussa!

Wait for us!

I'm going to cry, and my tears will sweep the whole world.

I've cried for my fate and for my people.

Cry a good cry for all that was gone.

that we didn't even get to say goodbye to.

Dad was scared, and mom was crying.

They were leaning on me and said,

"don't leave, don't leave us."

Mom is a Jew, and you know...

My younger brother Linka said to me,

"I'll go with you, I'll look after you"

He wanted to look after me and my younger sister.

Dad assured me to leave them.

Run away, and get out of here.

There is no time to waste.

The night fell in a summer holiday.

They walked me out of the house.

When I got to the railroad intersection,

they went home.

And I have not seen them ever since.

I hopped on the car, and grabbed the handle.

Incredibly, I didn't fall off.

Then the driver opened the door, and I dropped in.

He said to me, "hide under the stool."

I did what he said and hid under the stool.

We arrived at Jew residence that would soon fall into the enemy's hand.

The city gate of Gareyana.

I saw a German military policeman, he asked the driver

whether he saw anyone hopped on or jumped off the bus.

He replied,

"I didn't see anything, I don't know anything."

From underneath the stool, I saw the boots,

he walked towards me, and walked away.

And he finally left.

We past through another world, where the Aryans lived.

Children were going to school, and Christians dressed to go on a journey.

I didn't understand.

Are we living on the same planet? No!

I was really amazed, and everyone noticed that.

I was so amazed, I felt that they were all staring at me.

Are they going to sell me to Germany...

for 2 kilograms of sugar and one liter of vodka?

They used to make money that way, you know?

I fell into a big pit.

I was praying, and said to myself,

I had overcome the first obstacle.

I thought I overcome the hardship.

Suddenly, a Polish came over and asked me,

"Are you Jew?"

I said to him,

"No, I am Polish, just like you."

He said, "Don't lie to me"

"I can smell a Jew a kilometer away."

"Give me all your money, and we're going to the Gestapo."

I said, "I don't have any other valuables."

"Take them all out."

I gave him everything.

Money, gold, everything.

Even then, he said to me,

"all right, we're going to the police."

I cried and begged him, "I want to live."

He pitied me, and let me go.

But I was still caught.

Three policemen caught me underneath the bridge.

They brought me to the squad.

Four Gestapos were there eating apples.

They tied me up like a target.

"Why do you stand there?"

I said to them.

"You would waste a lot of energy like this,"

"a good target".

They said to me, "you are really abnormal."

"I am very normal, I want to live."

"I didn't murder and arson

I want to live, just like you."

They said to me,

"You left the Jew residence, you would be killed."

"with a bullet in your head".

But one of the officers said,

"you have typhus fever, so we are not going to kill you."

"You go back to Jew district."

"You will die there."

And then, rebels arose in the ditches and forest.

I've finished telling my story.

That takes time, these people are tired.

I hope you won't get angry, Moussa.

No, take these to the kibbutz.

I have too many of these packages.

I agree.

Maybe you could ask them,

What does he do?

He knows...What do you do?

What do you do?

I am a singer.

What?

He sings songs.

Oh, a singer!

What can you sing for us?

Sing about what I have seen and heard.

Good.

He sings pretty well.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, my old friend.

We're not in a synagogue, sing something a little cheerful.

Universal pastry day pean! The universal pastry day !

Thank you, thank you.

Tell him to stop.

You are working.

Like we said, there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Don't you feel cold?

Is it cold? A little bit.

Milek, get Igal, we're leaving.

Strike camp.

I'll go in the front.

Bye, Isha.

We'll wait for a while.

Jerusalem

Eastern Jerusalem.

This is west, south.

North. Do you think it is north?

I'm very sorry, it's all over.

But, this is the fact.

We are helpless.

We have to wait for the other people.

I'll take you in case they do not come.

They went to Jerusalem, it was assiegeed.

What does "assiegee" mean?

Being sieged, sieged.

There's no food left.

We're going to the kibbutz, and you can rest there.

What is kibbutz?

Kibbutz! Communism, socialism.

A place we build together.

Don't worry, young girl.

If you are a singer, how come you don't have moustache?

Still very young.

I think I am reborn.

This is his second life.

I think I can do a lot of things.

But the religious life prevented me.

He thinks he's talented, but religion obstructs him.

We concealed all the religion place of origin.

Thank God, we are no longer believers.

I don't understand, if God really loves all this.

When someone was killed in the camp, where was God?

Religion has brought great tragedy to Europe.

At this moment, where is he, where is God ?

Is he on vacation?

You don't understand.

I lost my mom and dad.

Thank you.

Candy.

I don't have the courage to live like this any more.

All this will be over.

it will be over, we have to take good care of ourselves.

Come over.

May I throw it away?

Sure.

Take this and let's go, I will help you.

Thank you.

Let's go.

Let me introduce Rosa to you.

How are you?

Can we go now?

Well then, strike camp.

Already stricken?

Put them down, and take a rest.

They have just arrived a short while ago.

Come on, take your stuff.

Take your stuff, let's go.

Milek, put out the fire.

We had been separated for so many times.

I don't want to be separated again.

If you want to live,

you have to forget about all this.

If you want to be reborn,

you ought to forget about all this.

Let's go.

Let me stay here and enjoy the wind.

Good bye, life will go on.

This is the first time I feel happy.

We got to go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Yanush.

Let's go.

Take these.

Come on, let's go.

I believe I will not regret coming here.

He said we will have to go through there to the get to the west.

Come, I'll help you with that.

Thank you.

Give me.

Be careful, careful.

Hold on, don't move, hold on.

Be careful.

Give me the bag.

Follow me.

Be careful! Wait a second! Give me that.

Klibanov, who are they?

Arab.

Arab?

That's what he said.

Let's go.

We're almost there.

Where are you going?

We have to hide.

Hide from who?

The Jews.

How about you?

Running away.

From whom?

The English.

Are they with you?

What did she say?

Jews!

Jews! The Jews who occupied our land.

I am a professor!

You go away! Go away!

What are you doing?

Put down the rocks.

You can't do that, are you crazy?

That's enough, stop that!

Step aside!

Nobody harms them, let them go.

Go away.

Let them through.

Go, go on.

Stop staring at them.

Go, go on...

Don't be afraid, go ahead,

Ladies, go ahead...

Here we are.

That is the campsite.

We need to stay and rest, then we'll go to the kibbutz.

Wait a minute, don't run, children!

Ygal.

Yanush is over there!

First of all, you tell them, this is the tool ...

You have to learn how to fight.

You don't know how to use this kind of tools.

This is semi-automatic, very simple.

You see, only a little smaller.

This is a 9mm caliber British weapon, called Sidan.

It's forbidden to mention this name.

To you, this is a tool.

Beware, don't use military jargons or Sidan.

Even if you didn't mean to.

This tool is secretly developed.

It should not be talked about.

You need to learn how to shoot a loaded gun.

How to load the bullet.

First section, the butt stock.

The body of a gun, an important mechanical structure.

Third section, the barrel.

On the body of a gun, there is a rear sight gap.

On the other side, there's a square hatch.

Have we all seen this hatch?

We put the bullet in this hatch here.

This is the magazine, we place the bullet in it, see that?

Now load it, get ready, aim, and fire.

Fire once and pull the trigger once.

To practice shooting, we use automatic.

After we've used up all the bullets, there is a push-button here.

Take out the magazine.

Take it out like this.

Take out a new one, and put it in.

Load it, and get ready to fire.

Keep the old clip.

Then load the bullets right away.

It has no use without bullets.

Mr. Klibanov, in combat,

What slogan does people use here? Wula!?

No, not Wula, "follow me".

Follow me, charge!

Slogans like "long live Stalin" ?

"Long live Stalin" ?

Long live Bin Guyon!

Long live Bin Guyon!

Long live homeland! Long live Bin Guyon!

The hardest thing is waiting, Menachem.

Soon, we will get the permit to go to the kibbutz.

Then you can have a good sleep...

I can't do this, I have to fight for my motherland.

We are waiting for the permit to kibbutz.

When we get there, you can sleep well.

Thank you.

Rest.

If you have any problem, you know where to go for help.

Let me pull the trigger.

Let me throw the grenade.

They'll burn everything when I attack.

I feel Death wanders around me.

Soon you'll see, Yisimapai

Your blood flows on my soil.

Your body lays beneath my feet.

This is your body.

The lion of Jew.

It's not the bread that I eat to ease my hunger.

And it's not the water that I drink to satisfy my thirst.

It's seeing your bullet-perforated body,

that let my spirit rest once more.

You will kill anyone who rises against you.

Those who don't stand by you are against you.

This is the ground for your existence.

Don't forget, there will be no life after death.

After we were sent to the concentration camp,

my mother and sister were killed.

My dad passed away after Christmas.

He was wrapped in the cape he worn for praying.

I dug a pit and buried him,

so the dogs couldn't eat him.

The gunshots come from the Arab district which is one kilometer away.

We are separated by two hills.

Split in three groups and mount that town.

Amihayi, you and your group,

follow the command of Milek, stay where you are.

Yonadon's troops follow me.

Other people follow them, go up from the left.

Don't lose the target, pay attention, charge!

Menachem, no! Menachem, where are you?

Go back, go back!

Get down!

Get down!

Disperse!

It has started, don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid, brother.

I've waited for this a long time.

I waited a long time, you know.

I am shot, but I will face the death.

The German army were all around us, I was the sixth in my troops.

Dad was in front of me, and he said to me excitingly,

"save yourself?"

Save yourself? Where? The German armies are everywhere.

It is easier to save all of us.

Where are the children? Where did children go?

I stopped.

I stopped, we were attacked by a swarm of German soldiers.

I wore a pair of long boots, like these.

But I didn't fasten the shoelace.

Where can you run to?

Suddenly I saw some German soldiers coming down from the watch tower.

They lighted their cigarettes.

I said to myself, my Doomsday has come.

I started running ...

They shot my hat.

I ran, and I ran...

Like this...until I couldn't run anymore... I reached the forest ...

I couldn't breathe.

But I didn't look back, I was afraid to see them.

You see, I couldn't think at all.

If they caught me, they caught me.

Then I turn around to see.

They turned around, and left.

Maybe they were tired.

Or maybe disturbed by something.

I stayed there for half an hour.

I heard sounds of gun fires...

Like this, brother, you say death

When we reach God, Death will follow us.

Look, now, we'll live forever.

We will live, brother, how about that?

Weinster!

Take care of him.

Follow me, come to the front!

Don't worry about him, charge on!

I'll handle these at the campsite, all right?

Ygal, go near the cliff, and stay there!

Yardena, hide yourself next to Ygal.

Hurry up.

They are all in the house, I will throw a grenade.

Do you want me to use the walkie-talkie to call for help?

Cover me!

Disperse!

Ygal, do you have any ammunition there?

Where is Moussa?

Yardena!

Ygal, check her pulse.

Grab here, Ygal, where is your gun?

Where is your gun?

Come up, Milek!

Grab those men, encircle them from the left.

Milek, do you know where those gun shots come from?

I don't know!

Come with me.

Go forward!

Come, come here!

What is your name?

Monachem.

Monachem what?

Monachem Tydibun

From now on your name will be Monachem Tamali.

Tamali?

Go forward, go on forward!

Monachem Tamali?

Gideon!

Go down from here.

Cover us from the side!

Be careful...don't be afraid.

Be careful.

Wait.

What are you doing?

Moussa and them?

What are you doing?

What are you doing? They are old.

Stop wasting our time.

For God's sake, let us through!

Where are the other people?

What other people?

They went through under your nose.

Wait, wait.

Let him through.

We want his donkey!

What do you want me to do?

Where are the other people?

Other people?

Where are they now?

When this town fell into the enemy's hand,

they all went to Jerusalem.

This is our land...

I tell you, we want your donkey!

Where did they go?

When this town fell into the enemy's hands,

They went to Jerusalem.

Because of the rumors on Jews, they are frightened.

They went looking for a safe space.

What do you want us to do?

This is our land. Jews, come here!

Give me back my donkey!

What do you want to do with us?

We are not trained like you, disorganized...

Our weapons are all used.

But everyone is led by a commander.

That's enough, it's really terrible here.

I am talking to you! Where did they go?

Do you understand what I am saying to you?

Dear friend, I have already explained to you.

They are on their way, passed by the soldiers.

They even asked for their help.

Because they wanted to take back their homeland, the soldiers declined.

Our mission is to save you.

until you reach Jesicahahamala.

Who are the people that are fleeing here?

Give us some peace!

Let us through! This is our land!

What did he say?

Their superior allow them to flee, and stop fighting.

Get in.

Where are the people who have left?

Where is their barrack?

I asked you, where is their campsite?

On the night our town was severely attacked,

the situation became clear.

What?

It was going to be an ill-fated evening.

Brutal.

It broke the peace of men and the capes of the women.

There was a big truck,

parked in front of my house.

We threw our things and bags in it.

and quickly climbed up the truck.

We were barely seated, when the truck took off.

The town I loved disappeared in the far beyond.

The twisted roads brought us to the border.

The orange gardens vanished from our view.

Our hearts were filled with sorrow.

The sounds of gun fires in the distance...

We went away amid the sounds of gunshots.

As we left there forever.

Stop telling stories, step aside.

Go over there!

We want to stay here.

Although you're like a wall blocking our way,

We'll hold our banner high.

We'll pour a glassful of wine for our land.

We'll clean the tiles in the dark kitchen.

After the children finished fighting for bread,

Go into your claws!

We will remain here.

Although you block our way like a wall.

You will suffer from hunger and cold.

We look down upon you!

We will remain here.

Although you block our way like a wall.

We will compose verses opposing you.

March across the streets.

We will fill the prison with our proud.

We will urge our children to insurrect you, generation after generation!

We will remain here.

Although you block our way like a wall!

Put the wounded on the truck.

It's Menachem!

Please tell me your name.

Suron.

Suron what?

No, don't touch him, don't touch him.

Your name?

Cover him.

Pick up the stretcher.

Yanush!

Nurse!

We don't have history, this is the fact.

I don't know how to say this in Hebrew.

But this is what it is.

Our history is the way it is

because of the Christians.

We didn't want it be like this.

We don't want it this way ever.

They forced this on us, and we can't help it.

Because of this, I am telling you,

I'm against this.

But I didn't say anything.

She didn't exist because of me.

You may find it hard to imagine that I am so intensely against this.

I'm really disgusted.

Think about it, what have we found?

Repression, slander, persecution, and sacrifice.

Imbuing with hatred, uninteresting.

No glory, no advantage.

No heroes, no conquerers.

Merely a lot of unlucky traces, moan and weep.

Always looking for pardon.

I ban indoctrinating the Jews stories to our children.

Why does it have to be this way? I say to them.

From the day we were expelled from our homeland,

we became a people without history.

The class no longer exists.

Some people find it heroic,

because we've experienced the suffering.

I have nothing to say to this heroism.

When a man is despair to no end,

anyone can become a hero,

whether he wants to or not.

Do you understand?

I'll talk to you about this kind of heroism, at the gathering this evening.

Look, I have quietly experienced all this!

Who is to say it could be any better?

Look, we endured the suffering but we'll never have enough of it.

Because if it's not for this, we will not exist anymore.

That is what I wanted to say to you, endure, endure, endure

Under this situation, sorrow is better than joy.

We replace action with our suffering.

We'd rather expiate with slavery.

This is an illusion of reality,

of our hope for the future, our beautiful belief,

so on and so forth, how dreadful!

It's misery that makes us Jews.

It proves that we are valiant.

Whoever

We didn't do anything

This makes sense, in other words,

You cannot destroy us,

You will never destroy us.

There's no power on earth can do that.

The power is limited.

But our endurance is not!

This expounds everything about the exile, affliction, and the Messiah...

The amalgamate of these three, causes Jews not to be able to stand up.

causes Jews to continuously drip from one people

to another people.

causes us to be pursued by hatred by hatred...in exile and exile

How they like this.

The richer they get, the more valuable Jerusalem becomes...

In exile, our pyramid is built with affliction at the bottom,

with our Messiah at the top.

The code of Judaism resembles the book of the nether world !

Thousands of men, all of them.

in the 2000 years

became insane.

How admirable, what abominable people!

Abominably insane.

This kind of insanity is intentional.

It comes out of the belief of the Messiah.

It's simply a made-up story.

Without this made-up story.

Everything will be different.

In order to end this nightmare,

they should end in Palestine or elsewhere.

It will compel them to think about their future.

You need not do the things you need to.

The Messiah will come soon, and he will settle everything.

Likewise, anything you should do is to be banned.

Banned!

We should go on in exile in perpetuity,

until the Providence feel that he should rescue us?

I...I think...

Israel is no longer the country of Jews,

not now, but at least in the future.

Time will tell us.

It's all over.

Finished.

We've changed your name...

Come on up, Moussa, let's go.