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Rochel,

is Shloimeleh here?

I thought he was with you.

No, not for some time.

So where is he?

I don't know.

What was that?

Jackals. You can't go there, it's dangerous.

Shloimeleh!

Shloimeleh.

What…

Where were you?

It's all in God's hands.

Are you alright?

At the end, God will decide.

ERMOSA DELICATESSEN

We left the whiskey for the British clients.

It's going very well.

Oh, Gabriel, welcome.

We missed you so much.

God loves you, Gabriel.

If not, he wouldn't have given you this treasure.

Rosa…

Thank you, Rosa.

Chaim conveyed the details.

It's in a hotel in Tel Aviv.

When's the last time we ate like civilized people?

"Like civilized people"?

A table, chairs, dishes.

We're going on a mission, not a vacation.

Rachelika, bring this British dog

another whiskey.

Gabriel, I'll introduce you.

Hello.

What?

I don't understand.

Some Brit, I don't understand.

Give it to me.

Do you still need the cane?

I tried to walk without it.

I felt this tingling in my legs and I got dizzy.

I think I'm used to it.

I'm sorry, Gabriel.

For what?

I tried.

I thought it would go well at the delicatessen,

but it's all because of Ephraim.

Don't be sorry for what your brother does.

Once you used to blame me.

Once.

Once I was a healthy man.

You're still healthy.

I am?

Then why not make me some meat with a lot of fat

like you used to?

What will happen?

We don't make enough money to support the household.

Have a little faith…

joy.

Do you want me to sing?

Dance?

Yes! You know what?

That's exactly what I want.

It's time you went to work.

I told Luna I'm looking.

I spoke to my friend, Eliyahu.

Do you know him?

I remember his wife Miriam.

She'd give my mother meat for free when Matilda and I were little.

They're good people.

Talk to them.

Tell them you're my son-in-law.

What did you talk about?

Your father found me a job.

He did?

-What? -At a butcher's stand in the market.

I'm so proud of you.

Luna, you sound like my mother.

Every day, I'll tell you how my day was at work and you'll tell me.

David?

Miriam.

-David Franco. -Yes.

How you've grown!

It's been so long.

Forgive me with my dirty clothes.

You're a man now.

How are you?

I'm fine.

I hear you got married to Luna Ermosa, the prettiest girl in Jerusalem.

Yes.

And you were in Europe, in the war.

You know everything about me.

How was it over there?

They say it's hell,

that the damn Nazis are winning.

It wasn't easy.

You're a true hero, no doubt.

Everyone was so worried,

but you're back, safe and sound.

How's your mother? I haven't seen her in a long time.

Mother's working in Haifa.

Were you just passing by?

No. Luna's father Gabriel said…

he talked to Mr. Eliyahu

about a job for me here.

Right.

We do need someone.

-Are you interested? -Yes.

Great.

Finally someone we can trust.

-Do you know where our butcher shop is? -Yes.

-This has to be taken there. -Yes.

Put this on.

Get going.

Before it goes bad.

Don't be afraid.

It won't bite you.

The meat's raw, but the animal is dead.

Got it?

Yes.

Got it.

I bet your father's mad at us for…

For what?

Being alone together.

My father trusts me

and you, he loves you a lot,

and he's sure we'll get married soon.

I told him I want to and I think you do too.

Right?

Amalia, there's something you must know about me.

I lied to you.

I'm not an orphan.

Your father isn't dead?

No.

He lives in Jerusalem.

Why did you lie to me?

And your mother said she's a widow.

My mother is a widow.

The father who raised me,

my mother's husband, Kalman,

he passed away.

But he wasn't my father.

Then who is your father?

The man I showed you in the picture with Ben-Gurion.

I don't understand.

I'm…

a bastard.

You're joking.

I was created in sin, Amalia.

My mother loved my real father,

but their parents wouldn't let them get married.

Why?

Because…

my mother is Ashkenazi and my father is Sephardi.

Nowadays it's more accepted, but Mother told me back then

it was forbidden, especially in Jerusalem.

The Sephardis didn't like to mix.

It means I can't get married.

I mean, I can, but…

only with someone like myself.

Then I'll say I'm a bastard too.

That's not funny, Amalia.

Shloimeleh, are you giving me up?

Our children,

our grandchildren, our great-grandchildren will be bastards.

They'll be smart and sweet.

If your father finds out--

He won't.

I never lied to my father,

but if I have to so we can be together,

I will.

Let's do it as soon as possible.

I missed you!

Did you miss me?

Of course.

Guess who came to the shop and ordered another dress.

-The British ladies? -Yes.

Stephanie ordered a dress and invited me over to show her sketches.

I mean, she invited us both. I told her

either with you or I'm not going.

And if you say no, I won't go.

But making dresses is my job, David.

Maybe other ladies will place orders

and I'll make tons of money and you'll work too,

we'll have a big house full of children

and you'll see how the rich people live.

So, please say yes.

Yes to what?

That you'll come with me.

Tell me you'll come with me.

-Please tell me. -Stop.

I won't stop until you say you'll come. Tell me.

Okay, stop, I will.

-Tell me again. -I'll come.

I'll come.

Good morning.

Good morning.

We reserved room 402.

Four hundred and two…

-What are you doing? -Sir!

We're already being robbed?

Yechiel, he's taking our bags to the room.

Forgive me.

Here's the key to 402.

-Enjoy. -Thank you.

Thank you.

Relax.

Is it wise sitting next to that…

REWARD - WANTED TERRORISTS

…and after you shot a soldier?

Lower your voice.

Instead of looking over there,

look for them.

His name is Taufik Abu Fadi.

She's Dalia Zisman.

Who are they?

Tel Aviv, Jewish women gallivanting with Brits, Arabs…

This city is a brothel.

I don't mind killing him,

but I won't shoot the woman.

There's no shortage in Jerusalem, but at least they're not brazen.

Look at them.

-Did you hear me? I won't shoot the woman. -Shut up.

Wait.

Another.

That's him.

Yes, it's him,

but where's the woman?

She'll be here.

They meet here regularly.

This one's on the house, sir.

"On the house"?

Free of charge.

-You don't have to pay. -Why?

You ordered four,

the hotel is inviting you to this one.

Ah.

Nice, thank you.

Wait here in case she comes.

Where are you going?

It's not too revealing?

A little.

Like this?

David, don't be nervous. It'll be fun. They're Brits, but they're nice.

He's in room 411.

The same floor as ours.

Thank you. Excuse me?

I saw trays with dirty dishes outside some of the rooms, why is that?

It's room service, sir.

What?

Room service. You order food to your room,

when you're done, you place the tray outside the door.

Room service.

-Another one. -Of course, sir.

Go to the room.

I'll wait here, maybe she'll come later.

Remember what I said?

I won't kill the woman.

Yechiel,

go to the room,

sleep in your clothes.

Thank you.

"Forgive us, Father, for we have sinned, pardon us our transgressions,

for You forgive…"

"Blessed are You, God…"

"Pardon us for we have transgressed,

gracious One, who abundantly forgives…"

Shloimeleh?

Shloimeleh,

what's wrong?

Amalia and I…

…we went to the marriage registrar.

Did he find out?

No…

he congratulated us.

That's wonderful news.

No one knows.

That's good.

He asked me my name,

I didn't know what to say.

I said Shlomo Leibowitz, but it felt like I was lying.

But we said

God will decide.

What if He's testing me?

You'll withstand it.

You're doing what you chose to do, what you decided to do.

I don't know if I'm doing right.

My son.

Ephraim…

Ephraim!

What time is it?

After midnight. You fell asleep.

Shit.

You fell asleep!

Maybe she came and you didn't see her.

Maybe she's with him in the room right now?

Wasting the organization's money on arak? Every night here costs a fortune!

I'll report to Chaim, he'll tell Micha, you'll be court-martialed!

One word…

You say one word and I'll shoot you, you hear me?

-Someone could come in. -One more word, I'll blow your brains out.

Clear?

Please, put down the gun, Ephraim.

Come.

-Are you alright? -I'm great.

-Do you want to leave? -Not at all.

David…

David,

wait until we're in the room.

I can't.

Stop, David.

Excuse me.

-May I have a soda? -For me too.

-We have money for one more night. -We have as much money as we need.

Let's go into his room tonight,

-kill him and get out of here. -We got an explicit order, Yechiel.

-But she didn't come! -Lower your voice.

Killing him is collateral damage.

It's her that matters.

Yechiel.

Who is it?

We didn't order anything.

Not a word.

No, no.

Not a word.

Who are you?

-Who are you? -Shut up.

No.

No!

Be quiet or you're next.

No! Why?

Are you Dalia Zisman?

Answer me! Are you Dalia Zisman?

Get dressed.

I won't say it again.

Get dressed.

Groom, cover the bride.

Blessed are You, God,

Creator of the fruit of the vine.

-Amen. -Amen.

Blessed are You, God, who sanctifies his people by marriage.

-Amen. -Amen.

Drink.

Ring.

Yes.

Repeat after me. "Behold, you are…"

"Behold, you are…"

"Behold, you are…"

"consecrated to me…"

"consecrated to me…"

Forgive me, Amalia.

Shloimeleh.

What's wrong?

Shloimeleh!