All language subtitles for Lemon.Popsicle.4.Sapiches.1982.576p.H264

We have to get up soon.
Come on, let's go home.

What, are you nuts?
It's our last night here.

I'm not getting out of here
without getting laid.

What's up with you? Look
at this nerd. She's so horny.

You nuts? He's her husband!
- So? The bum's totally drunk.

Do you want me to take him
away from her?

Well, Yudale, we dare you...
- No problem.

I've been watching
you all night.

I'm crazy about you, Brigitte.

Honey, my name isn't Brigitte.
My name is Eva.

But you look exactly
like Brigitte Bardot.

Why don't we go somewhere?

My husband is here.

But I'm joining the army
tomorrow.

It's gonna be hell going
three months without a woman.

You're not right for the army,
honey. You're still a kid.

If you come with me I'll show
you I'm not a kid anymore.

You want us to help you get
your husband home? -Yes.

No problem.

Where do you want him?
- In the living room, honey.

And come to Eva.

Sit. Sit, sit.
Hold him.

You two make sure
he doesn't wake up, Okay?

Come on, baby, come on.

Take your clothes off, guys.

Come here, baby.

What's the problem?
- We got a problem?

Eva, Eva! Undo my shirt.
Hot!

I'm hot! I'm hot! I'm hot!

Undo my shirt.
Undo my...

And the shoes! The...
The shoes, the shoes!

Mama! Mama! You're killing me.
You're killing me!

Your husband will hear us...

Baby, you're good. You're good.

You're the best!

Go Yudale!

Come on, come on!
Baby, come on.

Come on already, baby.

What?

I want another turn.
- Now?

I want more.

I want more!

What's his name?
- Him?

- No...
- Me?

Yudale. -Mudale.

Come on, Mudale.
Come to Eva, Mudale.

You... You're the best!

Eva?

Go! -You're killing me.
You're killing me!

You never stop! Don't stop!
- You'll wake him up!

What's this?
What are you doing here?

Nothing.
I'm just passing by.

What do you mean passing by?
- Go to sleep, it's nothing.

You were dreaming. -Who's
dreaming? -Quiet now. Quiet.

Go to sleep, you're drunk.

There's no one here.
- There's no on here.

You'll see. When you wake up
in the morning, I'll be gone.

Good night. Good night.
- Good night. -Good night.

Eva wants more!

Romek! Romek, get up!
- What is it? -The alarm.

I heard. -Romek, get up,
we have to wake him up.

What's the rush? -What do you
mean what's the rush?

There's still so much to do.

But everything's ready. -Romek
get up and put the kettle on.

Romek, I said get up!

Benzi, Get up!
It's 5 a. m.

Turn off the radio.

Benzi, get up.
You'll be late for the army.

What is this?
Why is the radio so loud?

Why are you
always complaining?

Do you know another way to wake
him up? Go put the kettle on.

I already did. -So go see if the
milk's been delivered already.

Be quiet, what's up with you
people? Let me sleep!

Benzi, get up! You'll have enough
time to sleep in the army.

You still have to shower, get
dressed and brush your teeth.

I want you to comb you hair.

I don't want the army to know
right away what a hoodlum you are.

What are you standing here
like a scarecrow for?

Go see if the milk's been
delivered! -Quiet! Quiet!

Benzi, get up!
Don't you give me grief today!

This isn't school!
I'm going to make breakfast.

Benzi, I want you out of bed
right now, you hear?

Benzi, your cocoa
is getting cold. -Goddamnit!

Benzi, I laid out
your blue sweater for you.

You wear that tonight, you hear?
And don't you lose it!

Benzi, I put two pajamas and
some socks in there, you hear?

And don't you drink
cold water there!

What's the hurry?
We've got plenty of time.

That's what you always said, and
he was always late for school.

Wait, who are you ringing?
What for?

I want you to say
goodbye to Fanya.

Good morning Fanya,
Benzi wouldn't go to the army

without saying goodbye to you.
- Hello Benzi.

What are you standing there for,
Romek? Go turn the engine on.

I'm coming.
Why are you screaming?

Good morning, Mr. Betito.
- Good morning.

Benzi is going to the army today.
- Good luck. -Thank you.

Who are you ringing now?
- Hold on.

Good morning Mr. Klinger.
- Good morning.

Benzi wants to say goodbye.

He's going to the army today.
- Good luck.

Benzi...

You take care of yourself. -OK.
- And be a good boy. -OK, fine.

OK, bye. -What's the rush?
- I have to get going.

Benzi, don't you forget
everything I told you, you hear?

And don't go showing off.
Don't be a hero.

Benzi... -Mom, stop it, come on,
you're embarrassing me.

Sonya,
let the boy go already.

Benzi, don't eat fried food.
It gives you heartburn.

OK, I won't eat any fried foods.
OK, bye. See you later.

Goodbye, Benzi. -Benzi, Benzi!

Do me one favor. -What?!

Don't drink any marijuana there.
- OK, bye!

Would you watch yourself, chubby?

Who are you calling chubby, jerk?

Shut up, or I'll break you apart!
- Fuck you!

Would you two stop fighting?

Who are you? His lawyer?

No, just his bodyguard.

Did you hear that?

I'm gonna get you!

You're on bus number three.

Benzi, Benzi! -Mom,
what are you doing back here?

I came to say goodbye. -But we
already said goodbye by the car.

So? What's gonna happen
if I say goodbye again?

Besides,
you forgot this coat in the car.

I didn't forget it.
I told you,

it's summertime.
I don't need a coat.

That's exactly why
it's so dangerous.

The days are hot and the nights
are cold. You'll get sick!

Mom, give me a break!
Take this coat with you.

Honey, won't you tell him to take
it? He might listen to you.

Leave her alone. Leave her alone.
Everything is going to be fine.

Thank you. Goodbye!
- Just one more kiss.

Take care of yourself.
- Alright. Everything will be OK.

Hello, Benzi's mom.
Hello... oh, dear me.

You're going to the army
with him?

That's all I needed.
- Mom...

Don't worry. We'll teach him
to be a good soldier.

Yeah, I know what you
can teach him.

Who's next?

Did anyone ever tell you
you have beautiful eyes?

Did anyone ever tell you
you're a nag? -Wow, tough chick!

Do you have any plans tonight?
- Get on bus number three.

Which number? -Three!

Baby, I don't need three.
I'm happy with one.

Would you get out of here?

So what are you doing tonight?

Come here, I'll tell you.

At ease!
Pay attention, commanders!

We're going to great them
like we talked about.

we're going to show them

that the army is...
- Is no bordello, sir!

Shemesh, you're in my ear!
You're busting my eardrum!

Sorry, sir!

You're in the army!
This is no bordello!

Quiet!

Welcome to boot camp!

From now on,
you're no longer kids.

From now on, you're men.
Men with balls. Heroes.

But you're not just born a hero.

First of all, you're recruits.

You're recruits, I'm a sergeant.

You're servants and I'm the king.

You're the stars, I'm the moon.

You're thorns, I'm the rose.

I say, you do.
In the army we call it an order.

If you don't do what I say,

We call that disobeying an order.
Is that clear?

I said, is that clear?
- Yes!

I said, I'm your sergeant.

When I ask a question,
you reply: Yes, sir.

Did anyone misunderstand?
- Yes sir!

What don't you understand?
- Yes sir!

You only say: yes sir,
if the answer is yes!

If the answer is no,
you say: no, sir.

Did anyone misunderstand?
- No sir! -Good.

Now you say goodbye
to your civilian lives.

Everybody say goodbye.
- Goodbye...

you'll be getting uniforms and
haircut, and you'll be soldiers.

Guys, babes!
- Where?

Quiet! No whistling,
No talking! Quiet!

What you see there are girls.
They are off limits.

Like Hanukah candles.

Are we clear? -Yes.

Yes what? -Yes sir!

I can't hear you! -Yes sir!

Good.

What the hell is this?

I asked what the hell it this?

I'm talking to you, Kitbag.

My name is not Kitbag.
My name is Yudale.

If I say you're Kitbag,
then your Kitbag!

His name is Yudale.
- Who said that? -Me.

Nobody asked you!
Sardine!

From now on, you're Kitbag.
What's with the candy store?

It's not a candy store,
it's equipment. -It's what?

Equipment... -Equipment my foot!
- What? -Shut up! Don't answer me!

When I ask you a question, you
will answer: it's equipment, sir.

No, it's not your equipment.
It's my own. From home.

Are you making fun of me?
Do you think I'd fall for that?

No way! -Ten-hut!
Please... step forward!

Left, right, left right,
left right left.

Ten-hut!

Now you'll see what happens
to a piss ant rookie

who makes fun of his sergeant.

I'm not making fun sir.

Shut up! Drop down!

Sorry? -No one is sorry in the
army. Drop down. -What's that?

Don't you know the drop down
stand up drill? -No sir.

I'll now show all of you what
the drop down stand up drill is.

Drop down!
That's drop down.

Stand up!
That's stand up.

Get it? -Yes sir.
- Kitbag, do you get it?

Not really.
Can you show me again?

Sure. A good sergeant is always
an example to his soldiers.

Drop down! Stand up!

Drop down! Stand up!

Drop down! Stand up!
- Hey, do you think I'm a fool?

Drop down! Stand up!

Drop down! Stand up!
- That's not fair!

Did you just talk again, Sardine?

My name isn't Sardine,
and I don't think that's fair.

Did I hear you right? -He said it
isn't fair, and he's right, sir.

Sure it isn't fair,
Elvis Presley.

Look, your poor buddy
is being drilled.

He's so miserable. Poor thing.
Please, keep him company.

Ten-hut! Forward, march!
Left, right, left, right,

left right left.
Ten-hut!

All together: Drop down!
Stand up!

Drop down! Stand up!
- Man, what a sonofabitch!

Goddamnit!
I'm not staying in this army!

Two and a half more years,
the maniac.

Maniac, huh?
- Maniac, sir! -Good.

Go, go, go!
Haul ass! Go!

Run!

Why aren't you running, Kitbag?

I can't. I'm beat.

Do you think this is summer camp
or the army! -Army. -Good.

Suitcases down!
Suitcases up!

Down! Up! Down! Up!
Down! Up! Good.

I'll make you a ballerina yet!
Go on, haul ass! Move!

That Kitbag,
I'll have him eating dirt!

Move!
Move, I said!

Two socks, pants,
shirt. Next!

I need size 50.

You don't say! What do you
think this is, a boutique?

But I need size 50.

I told you, this is all you get.

Come on, haul ass and get
the hell out of here. Let's go.

What's up, soldier?

That pissant recruit
is breaking my balls, sir.

What's up, recruit?

I need size 50,
and he won't give it to me.

He won't give you a size 50?

I'll give you a size 50.
- Thank you.

50 times around the square.
Run!

But what did I do? -100 times
around the square. Now!

Can you watch that for me?

150 with all of the equipment.
Go. Run!

Scoot, scoot down! In the army,
we call this a sandwich.

The shots we are giving you

is for all the microbes of the
outside life, Elvis Presley.

Can I have another one?
- You like this, huh? -Very much.

If I come over tonight,
will you give me another shot?

I'll even give you an IV.
- No kidding.

Go, Presley, come on!
Out of the line! -See you.

Come in, Kitbag.
Give him a big one.

I don't need a shot.
I got one at school.

It doesn't hurt. You won't feel
a thing. Stand up straight...

When I was little, they gave me
a shot and I didn't feel so good.

Well, did you feel anything?

What, you're done? -Yep.

Really? -Yes.

Drop your pants.

Did you have...
a venereal disease? -No way!

In the family, any venereal
diseases? -Never.

Just say yes or no.
- No.

You must change underwear every
day. -Sure. -Just yes or no.

Yes. -Good.

Does this hurt?

No talking, soldier.

I don't want to hear this.

Tell him I'll break his neck
if he doesn't do his homework.

No talking, soldier.

No talking, soldier.

He's not going anywhere
until he finishes

his homework.

That's it.

Take a snack bar. Goodbye.

Hey, Kitbag, get me a snack bar.
- Here, that's my last one.

How much is it? -One lira.

A lira? It's only 10 cents
in the canteen!

So go to the canteen!
- But it's closed now.

That's why I charge more.
I work overtime, don't I?

OK, here, bastard.
- Bastard yourself. Next!

Do you have a black lady for me?

I'm all out of black ladies,

but I do have a blond one.
She'll blow your mind.

Here, look.

How much is that?
- Two Liras a night.

And don't forget to bring her
back first thing tomorrow!

Do you have a cheaper one?
- You want a cheaper one?

I have a redhead for one lira.
Here. Give me a lira.

Are you kidding me?
It's only half a picture!

What did you expect for a lira?
Boobs and pussy?

Go on, get out of here.
Next. Who's next?

No pushing! No shoving!

Quiet!

Everybody by their bed!

Attention!
Ten-hut!

The most important thing in the
army is appropriate appearances.

This isn't the jungle.

You can't wear your hair
like Tarzan.

It's also not healthy
to have lice.

Everybody report
to Michel's Salon right now,

for a French haircut,
what we call here: the pot.

Who is never ever free?
- Squadron number three!

Who is always blue?
- Squadron number two?

Who is always on the john?
- Squadron number one!

Who makes you shiver to the core?
- Only the commander, sir!

Good.

Kitbag! Left, right, left, right
left right left.

Quiet! Look at this line!
What is this?!

Everybody quiet, I said!
Nobody smile!

I want complete silence here!
Silence!

I hope they don't shave us bald!
- What do you think I'm here for?

Stuff it, Kitbag,
and go get a haircut!

Goddamn this barber. He's not
a barber, he's a butcher.

Soldier, get over here!

Me? -Sit, sit down.

Can I come back in five minutes?
- Sit down!

Right here? -Sit down. Sit down!

Can you make me look nice?
- Five liras.

Man, look!
He hardly even touched his hair!

I told you you could trust me.

Listen. Tell him Yudale sent you.

Give him five Liras,
and it'll be cool. OK?

Soldier, back in line! -It's OK.
I already got a haircut.

You did? When?
- Just now... -Just now?

Get inside right now!
Inside! Go!

Hello Michel. I want you to shave
off every last hair

off of this idiot's head.
You get me?

But I already got a haircut!
- Maybe you did, but not here.

What?
I was just here a minute ago!

This is the first time
I ever laid eyes on this guy.

On the chair.
- But it's not true!

On the chair, right now!
Right now!

Double time!

faster!

Sir! -Yes? -You're needed in
headquarters... -Be right there.

Listen, Michel:
I'm going. When I come back,

I want to see the roots
of this guy's hair.

Are we clear? -Yes sir!

Look what you've done!

Sorry. Occupational hazard.

Here's two and a half Liras.

But I gave you five, didn't I?

Half a head, half the price.

Do you really expect me to walk
around like this?

Don't worry, the right side
always grows faster.

How can I walk around like that?

Sonofabitch!

Baldy. -Baldy boy!
- Look what they did to me!

Soldier, come here!

Who, me?

Come here. Now!

Come here!

Ten-hut!

What's this?

What's what, sir?

What's this crap on your head?

Oh, that? It's my cool haircut,
like you asked for.

That's your haircut?

Yes. Didn't
you want it this way?

Off to the barber's, right now!

But they already cut... -Now!

But they already& -Right now!

Michel, I told you to take
all of his hair off, didn't I?

He ran away? -He what?
- I ran? No way!

Ran right out from under me.
- No way, I didn't run!

Shut up! On the chair!
Double time! Hop on!

I want you to shave
every single hair on his head.

I want you to give him
a crew cut, right now!

Shave him here.
And here, there's no... here.

Yeah, here, in the end.
Watch it.

You thought you could fool me!

Listen, you! Get washed,
shave and comb your hair,

and then come to my office.
Get it?

OK, sir.

Baldy!

Look what you did to me!

I'm really sorry.
Here's your money back.

Thank you.

Where's my tip? -Your tip?
- I have to eat, you know!

No whistling, no talking!
Ten-hut! Step, march!

Everybody with your hands
on your eyes:

You'll now step march,

until your stomach juices
do the cha-cha!

Left, turn! Foward, march!

Left, right, left, right,
left right left!

Rina, is that you?
Move your ass, couch potato!

Ma'am, I just... -Shut your
mouth! Don't talk back to me!

but Ma'am! -Get out of here!

Left, right, left, right,
left right left!

Shemesh, get over here!

How many times did I tell you
to watch these pissant recruits?

They are fresh off the bus!
They don't know what the army is!

Why didn't you come last night?
- Drill sergeant Plichter.

The bastard wouldn't let me go.
- You'd better be there tonight.

I'll be there for sure,
sweetness.

I'll get two ounces of
pistachios. We'll have a party.

Shemesh, get over here
or I'll kick your ass.

Why the dirty talk, muffin?

As soon as I get my stripes,
we'll get married.

Quiet!

Ten-hut! Go on, run!

Goddamnit! I hope she chokes.

Nobody saw me come in?

Move your ass, Kitbag!

Attention!

I came to say good night.

From now on, this shack is home.

The gun is your wife.
No one escapes.

Wake up call, five o'clock.
Any questions? -Yes, sir!

What is it, Sardine?

When do we get time off, sir?

You just got here, and already
you want time off?

Yes sir.

I'm not used to sleeping in
one room with so many people.

Tell the truth, Sardine.
You miss your mama!

Yeah, I'm used to her
singing me to sleep every night.

Quiet!

Your buddy is sad
and you're laughing?

We'll now all sing him
a lullaby together.

Until he is completely asleep.

"Sleep, my child,
sleep tight.

"Daddy went to work.
He'll bring you back a gift.

"He'll come back
when the stars come out. "

Everybody sing with me.
Three, four, and...

"Sleep, my child, sleep. "

I want tears in your eyes!

"Sleep, my child,
sleep tight. "

Ten-hut!
Turn right! Forward, march!

Left, right, left, right,
left right left.

Sir, the platoon is ready
for your inspection, sir!

Sergeant Shemesh, I see you've
started a drama class here!

No sir, this isn't a drama class.

It's a scared recruit.
He's afraid to sleep alone,

so we decided
to sing him a lullaby.

Sergeant Shemesh tells me
some recruits here

are afraid to sleep alone
at night! -No sir!

It's just one chicken recruit.
Everybody else is a hero.

Sergeant Shemesh tells me some
people here miss their daddies!

Their mommies, sir.
Miss their mommies.

Sergeant Shemesh, quit yelling in
my ear. I'm going death already.

Sorry, sir!

What's this?

What's this? -Those are
three babes, sir. -Three what?

This is Inga, Judy and Lucy.

Shemesh, I don't want to see
any Judy, Bobby or Mitzy here!

Yes, sir.

Sir, would you like
to see black Lilly?

I have her in my Kitbag.
- Lilly who? -Black Lilly.

Shemesh, take this dairy farm
off the wall right now!

Black Lilly too?
- Black Lilly too!

Is that what you want them
to be thinking about?

When you have a hard-on,
your brain is in your pants.

Do you get me?
- Yes sir.

Are we clear? -Yes sir.
- I didn't hear that. -Yes sir!

Kitbag, I'll have you eating
your weight in dirt.

Soldier, do you know you can't
smoke on duty? -Yes sir.

Give me all your smokes.

Is that what you smoke? Next
time, only brand names, you hear?

Turn left! Turn left!
Forward, march!

Guys, come on.

Attention!

Get up, get up girls.
Get up right now!

Shut your yaks. No talking.
- Get up, get up, get up!

Stand by your beds.
No talking.

You're probably surprised
to have a wake-up so early.

For your information, the clinic
commander found lice in here.

Don't get scared.
It's not big lice.

In two minutes,
I want everybody in the showers.

Wash your hair, hands and legs.
Company, march!

Quick, hurry.

Faster!

Momo, Benzi,
come see what's going on here.

Look at all these chicks.
Man, what a sight.

So many chicks.
Man, so many chicks.

What are you doing here, Kitbag.
- Nothing. I was just walking by.

You came to peep on the girls?
- Me? peeping? No way.

Quit yanking my chain,
before I start kicking your ass.

What chain? I was just walking by
so I thought I'd take a shower.

Well what's wrong with the boys'
showers? -We're out of hot water.

And I have a cold, so I thought
I might take a shower here.

Quit fucking with me,
and get the hell out of here!

But why?
I just wanted to take a shower.

I'll show you what happens
to peeping toms.

If you come around here again,
I'll kick your ass.

OK, alright, Jeez, what the hell.
- Go on, get out of here, Kitbag.

Scram!

Shemesh, why are you so late?

Buttercup, I told you, I had an
urgent meeting at headquarters.

You'd better keep an eye
on your soldiers.

One of them was hanging around
our showers, trying to peep.

Forget one soldier, Kitbag.

Look, I got two ounces
of pistachios.

Come to my quarters, we'll put on
some music, we'll get romantic.

Like it?
- Yeah. Get me another one.

You don't need it, honey.
They all taste the same.

Sir, I'm sorry.

At ease.

You fell asleep, uh?

They hassled us.
I couldn't help myself, sir.

Give me your details please.

Rina Green,
tag number 251544, sir.

What's your boyfriend's name?
- Boyfriend? -Don't you have one?

What's that got to do
with anything?

I'll ask the questions.
You just answer me. -Yes sir.

So do you have a boyfriend?

I'm seeing someone.
Not a boyfriend.

That's good.

Sir, are you
going to submit a complaint?

That depends. What are you doing
tomorrow night?

What I do every night.
Sleeping or standing guard, sir.

OK. So tomorrow night
you'll be doing something else.

I don't understand.

You and I
are going out tomorrow night.

You mean just the two of us?

Yes.

Can I bring two friends, sir?

I can bring two friends, too.

Yes sir.

So good night.

Good night, sir.

Girls, make yourselves at home.

What would you like, girls?

I'd like a soda. -Yudale,
write this down in the notebook.

And you?
- I'd like a milkshake.

We'll just go get your drinks

and we'll be right back.

Don't run away on me, OK?
- Yes sir.

Man, that Rina is one hot babe.

She's got a great bod.

Guys, chill out.
She's not for you.

Yudale, get your wallet out.

I'm not giving you a red cent.
Do you know how much you owe me?

Put it in the book, cheapskate!

There's no more room in the book,
that's how much you owe me!

You are such a prick! We're
getting you a hell of a lay,

and you make a fuss over
a few damn Liras? -What lay?

These girls have never seen
a dick in their lives!

So it's time you
showed them, Kitbag.

Don't call me Kitbag, you hear?

What's going on here? Who said
you could leave the base?

The officers, Ma'am.
- Which officers?

They're here. They just went
to get us a drink.

Try selling these fibs
to someone else.

Get off your asses
and vaporize back to your base.

Right now. Let's go!

Come on, guys, let's go.

Here's Shemesh. -Man, if he
sees us here, we're done for!

Let's split. -Go, go.
Come on, hurry up, get going.

How do we get out of here?

I have an idea.

Girls, girls, girls,
we have to go on stage.

What stage? -Come on, hurry.
- We're not... -Hurry! Go!

Ladies and gentlemen!
I have the great pleasure

of introducing to you,
the best group in the world.

The Rumbas! Maya, Ricky
and Julie. Here they are.

Let's hear it for them.

Let's hear it.

Girls, go up on stage.
What's the worry? Quick.

Sit still, or I'll kick your ass.

What is it, sweetness?
Can't a man be a little happy?

Why did you throw a flower at
her? -Why do you care, sugar?

It's the caf's flower.
It doesn't cost money.

Get up on stage.

I'll be right back. -Sit down.
Where do you think you're going?

My bladder is overloaded.
I'm going to take a leak.

Excuse me, are you
drill sergeant Dvrora? -Yes.

Your base called.
They need you there urgently.

Thank you.
OK, get up. Let's go.

But baby, I've already ordered
the drinks. Won't it be a waste?

I'll watch the show
and tell you how it was.

Hurry up. There may have been
an explosion in the base.

Go, go, quickly.
I'll come later. See you.

Goddamnit, I hope you blow up
like a friggin gas tank.

Excuse me, excuse me, I had so
much fun, I had to come tell you.

Thank you. -Thank you.
- Thank you.

Thank you too.
- You're welcome.

And you, especially.
Your singing voice is divine.

No need to exaggerate.
- I'm not exaggerating. I'm not.

Please, come to my base.
It's not too far from here.

We'll have a great party.
- We're in a real hurry.

Yeah, we gotta go.
- Please, just for one drink.

We can't, but Julie would
love to. She's very friendly.

No, no, I also have to...
I have to go.

Yeah, Julie, it will be OK.
Don't worry.

We'll manage without you, honey.
See you later. -See you.

Wait a minute. -Don't worry
about it, baby, let them go.

Now it's just you and me.
Feel this. -Here?

Do you feel my heart?
It's pounding like that fish.

What do you call it?
Like a shark.

Please, come in. This is my room.

This is my room. Come on in.

Sit down, baby. Sit down.

What I like is, discretion.

Do you have anything to drink?

Sure, baby. What would you like?

Do you have a soda?

No, baby.
Soda's no good. It gives you gas.

We'll have a little brandy.
What you call it whiskey.

When a man feels love,
he needs a lot of booze.

Cheers. -Cheers.

Oops...
- Stop it.

Why, sugar? Have you never been
to a man's room before?

Are you a virgin? -No...
- So what is it? -It's not...

Are you afraid
of getting pregnant?

No. I hardly know you.

I can't do it like this,
all at once.

You're right.

Why don't we listen
to some romantic music? -No.

I'm a little tired. I'm gonna
go home. -No, sugar, don't go.

When you hear this song,
it will make your heart happy.

Wait, I'll be right back.

What I like is
an electrifying girl.

Don't stand at the window, baby.
There's a draft.

Come down. Come dance with me.
I'll keep you warm. -I shouldn't.

Why not, sugar? Stop it.
I know when a girl wants me.

You ladies call this love games.

You feel enchanted.

Stop that. Stop.
- I won't stop.

I won't stop.
I always finish what I start.

Don't be shy, sugar.
We'll go in the bed soon,

and I'll eat your apples,
and drink your love juice.

Shemesh!

Oh my God.
You have to leave. Now.

Someone's at the door. it's
the chief commander's inspection.

You'll excuse me, right, sugar?
- Maybe I should stay?

Maybe I'll stay a little longer?
- No, you have to leave, fast.

Hang on, I'm coming.

Shemesh, who were you talking to?

Me? no one.

You're imagining things.
It's just the record playing.

Are you pulling my leg?

No, baby.
Why do you talk like that?

That's not nice.

Shemesh, If I ever catch you
with anyone else, I'll kill you.

But you know I only
have eyes for you, sweetness.

Dance with me.

My orange. My grapefruit.

My apricot.

My pear.

You're like a mango orchard.

I get paralyzed...

Ten-hut!

At ease.

Today we have a surprise.

What recruits need at the end
of a hard day is a little art.

Tonight we'll watch a singer
as beautiful as Marilyn Monroe,

that her name
is Ms. Silvia Orango,

Accompanied by a hand piano.
However,

If I hear one peep out of anyone,
I'll have you eating... -Dirt!

Dirt, what? -Dirt, sir.
- Good.

Give a warm welcome
to Ms. Orango.

My dear audience.
I will sing a song you all know.

An aria from Tomas' opera,
Mignion.

Down on the floor!
Everybody hush up!

At ease. Do you know Rina Green?

Yeah, she lives here
in this tent.

Will you please go and get her?
- Yes sir. -Thank you very much.

Rina!

Hi. -Hi.

Where'd you go last night? -Where
did we go? Where did you go?

Our drill sergeant kicked us
back to the base. -Really?

I'll have a talk with her
tomorrow morning.

Stop it. Someone will see us.

So? Officers are entitled to.

But I'm not. If my drill sergeant
sees me, she'll cancel my leave.

You have leave this weekend?

Yes. I want to go to the beach.

Alone? -That's up to you.

Enough already!

What's wrong
with you? It's not me.

Yudale...

What is it? Why are you pissed?
- I have to get out today.

Why? -I have a date with Rina
in the city, she's on leave.

Why are you worried about?
You'll make it. -How? -Trust me.

Are you sure he'll give me a sick
leave? -This shrink's a sucker.

You just have to put on a good
show. -What will I tell him?

Tell him you have nightmares.

That you see spiders.
I don't know.

Tell him... I know. Tell him you
get so scared you wet your bed.

Who's next? -I am.

Shut the door.
Sit down please.

What's the matter?

It's my
dreams, doctor.

What dreams?

I dream that huge spiders
are coming to eat me.

That's bull.

Doctor, it's no bull.
Those spiders are really huge.

Spiders can't eat up people.

Doctor... It makes me
wet the bed every night.

Bedwetting? That's bad.
You're damaging army property.

I'll give you a slip
for the army store.

They'll give you a rubber sheet.

What about a sick leave
or something. -Get out of here!

So, how many sick days
did you get? -What sick days?

That shrink ain't worth nothing.
Don't even bother with him.

What am I going to do now?

I have an idea. Let's tell him
we're gay. -You're nuts!

What have you got to lose?
Don't you want to get a leave?

I'm not telling him that, buddy.

Who's next?

I am. I mean, we are.

Both of you? Together?

Yes. We have a common problem.

Come on in.

Sit down please.

I'm listening. What is it?

Look, it's... I'm not...
we just have...

Look, doctor,
he's just ashamed to tell you.

Nothing to be ashamed about.
You can tell me anything.

Anything you say here,
stays in this room.

Look, doctor. We've known
each other a long time... -Yes?

Since before the army... -Yes?
About how long? -About two years.

So what's the problem?
- I really love him,

and he really loves me,
but he's not like he used to be.

Are you blaming me? you see?
He keeps blaming...

He blames me.
- Who else can I blame?

What do you mean
he's not like he used to be?

We used to do it five,
six, seven times.

A week? -A day.

You see, doctor, he's sick.

He's sick,
and I can't do this anymore.

He wants it all the time.
All day long.

He keeps wanting to... you know?
And I keep telling him I can't.

I'm being hassled all day here,
and at night I want to sleep.

I sleep... this is what I keep
telling him. -That's not true.

It's not because he's tired.
He just doesn't love me anymore.

You just don't love me anymore.
You just don't love me anymore!

Doctor, he's a nymphomaniac!
- Quiet! Quiet!

You don't have anything to worry
about. Everything is fine.

It's really not a problem.

I'll give you some sedatives,
and a three day sick leave.

Go home, lie in bed, rest.
Recuperate.

Thank you, doctor.
Goodbye.

Doctor, don't I have to rest?
Don't I need sick days?

You have a bigger problem.

You need intensive
one on one therapy.

A long, concentrated
psychoanalysis.

Here, lie down on the couch.

Yes, but, about the sick leave?

Everything's going to be OK.
Lie down please.

Relax your body.

Close your eyes.

Leave them closed.
Tell me,

why do you need it
so many times a day?

I can't go without it, doctor.
I'm addicted to it.

I'm like a junky, doctor.
I can't go without it.

I need it again and again.

I love it so much.

I need it hard and quick, doctor.

Doctor, you've got to help me.
I just love it so much!

Doctor, I feel I want it now.

You want it now? Yes, I feel like
I want it now.

You feel that now? -Yes, I'm
beginning to feel that doctor!

Yes doctor! -Are you
sweating now? -Yes! I'm sweating!

I need sick days, doctor. I need
sick days. I need sick days.

Baby, you don't need sick days.
You need dick.

Stay right here.
Do it many times a day.

Stay. Stay right here, baby.

Rina? -What?

I want to say something.
- So say it.

I've been wanting to say this.

So why didn't you?

I don't know.

Do you remember the first night
we met? -Come on already.

Promise me you won't get mad.
- I promise.

Really? -Really really.

You know I hate liars.

So you see...
- Just say it already!

I'm crazy about you.

Soldier!

Who, me? -Come here right now,
Kitbag. Ten-hut.

Yes sir.

Didn't you leave
something on the floor?

No sir.

You didn't throw anything down?

No way, sir.

So what's that here
on the ground?

Where, sir?

Right here.
- I don't see anything, sir.

Sardine, get over here.
Ten-hut.

What's up? -I'll be asking
the questions. -Yes sir.

Look on the floor
and tell me what you see.

I don't see anything, sir.

You guys may have eye problems,

but I see 20 by 40.

Is this nothing?

We see nothing, sir.
- Nothing. No.

Do you think you can make fun
of your commander?

Elvis Presley,
get over here right now.

Yes sir!

Look at this and tell me
what you see.

That's your hand, sir.

I know that's my hand,
but what is my hand holding?

I don't see anything.
Do you see anything?

Nope. Not a thing.
- We don't see anything, sir.

Can't you see this banana peel?

What peel? -Banana. A banana!
Don't you know what a banana is?

No way!
There's nothing in your hand.

Sergeant Shemesh,
what's going on here?

Sir, these jokers are littering,

and now they're telling me
this isn't a banana peel.

There's nothing in your hand,
Shemesh! -You see? -We told him!

Sir...

I think I don't feel so well.

I think so too, Shemesh.

Did you stay in the sun a lot,
Shemesh? Did you get sunburned?

What are you laughing about?
quiet! Get back to your tents!

Shemesh, pull yourself together!
- Yes, sir.

I think I'm a little feverish.

You, You look a little pale.
Right? -I'm pale? -Yes.

Really, sir. You should go to the
infirmary. -Why the infirmary?

Listen, my uncle looked exactly
like this right before he died.

Oh my God.
I think I'm not feeling well.

He looks a little green,
doesn't he? -Who, me? I'm green?

Yes! Show me your tongue!

What? Is it white?

Not white?
- No. It's khaki. -Oh dear.

I can't walk.
I think I'm paralyzed.

Help me. Carry me
to the infirmary. Quick.

Hurry, first aid.

Hurry, hospital.
I'm going to the hospital.

Oh, no, what happened?

Shemesh!

Yes sir?

Is everything ready
for the delegation, Shemesh?

The camp is spic and span, sir.
The recruits await inspection.

You know the Norwegian delegate
is a nut for shiny toilettes!

You have nothing to worry about,
sir.

Kitbag and Sardine have been
painting since six a. m.

Pay attention, Shemesh!

Goddamn jerk,
I hope you get paralyzed.

Left right left.
Left right left.

Left right left right,
Left right left.

Will you get off you ass
and help me finish?

Hold on. My notebook is a mess.

None of the guys pay me
what they owe me.

No one pays you because you
slay them with your prices.

What are you yakking about?
Do I slay you?

Not me...
- So why don't you pay me back

the five liras you owe me?

What five liras?
I don't owe you a cent!

Oh yeah? Look, it's all
listed here in the notebook.

You took four snack bars, two
sodas and one pack of smokes.

You paid me two liras.
You still owe me five.

I am so sick of you and your
notebook. -What are you doing?

Why did you throw it away?
I have everybody's debt in that!

I'll buy you a new notebook.
Are you coming to the inspection?

A new one?
How will I get this one out?

Help me get it out.
I'm not going to the inspection.

Help me get it out.
- Hello!

Where are you going?
Will you help me get it out?

Sonofabitch...

At ease! Attention!
Ten-hut!

Sir, the platoon
is ready for you inspection, sir!

As you were.
At ease!

Ten-hut!

Sir, the platoon
is ready for you inspection, sir!

Help! Help!
- Hey, who's there?

Momo! It's me, Yudale!
- Where are you?

Here, second hole from the door.

Man, how did you get in there?

I fell in. It stinks here.
Come on, help me out.

It's deep is hell. How do you
expect me to reach you?

Everybody's at the inspection.
The Norwegian general is here.

Come on, do something.
You know what?

Grab my notebook.
I'll expunge all your debts.

Yuck. You jerk!

Come on, man, hang on,
I'll be right there.

Sir... -Get the hell out of here
and go back to the inspection.

There's been an accident...
- What happened?

Yudale fell into the shit pit.

We have to get him out of there
before he drowns.

God help us.
Is he still in there? -Yes.

I just hope the Norwegian
doesn't walk by.

Elvis Presley,
follow me. Quietly.

Is he still breathing?
- Yes sir.

Where is he? -Here.
- There it is, sir. Right there.

Get back to the inspection
this instant!

Kitbag, can you hear me?
- Yes. -Yes what? -Yes sir.

Get the hell out of there,
dimwit! -I can't.

How did you get in there?

I fell in.

You fell in, what?

I fell in, sir.

I can't hear you.

I fell in, sir! -Good.

How many times did I tell you:
a soldier's got to watch himself?

A soldier isn't his own property.
A soldier is the army's property.

You've now damaged army property.

I didn't mean to, sir.
Get me out of here!

Stand on a log
or a box or something.

There's no boxes here,
all there is is shit, sir!

I have to go.
I'll be right back. Don't move.

Sir... -Get out of here.
- Sir, I have to talk to you.

What is it?
- It's urgent.

There's been a tragedy.
- What tragedy?

The fat recruit, what we call him
Kitbag, fell in the shit pit.

Well get him out! All I need
is for the Norwegian to see him.

I can't... -Why not?

He's heavy sir, and I'm weak.
Help me... -Oh, come on then.

Hurry, sir. He can't breath.
Hurry.

Ten-hut!

Attention! The commander
is coming to talk to you.

How do you feel in there,
soldier? -Like shit. -What?

Speak up when the commander is
talking to you, and stand still.

I feel like shit!
- Why are you shouting?

Don't you know we are in the
middle of an chief inspection?

Don't yell, breath or blink until
the inspection is over. You hear?

But I can't hang in here
much longer, sir.

Are you disobeying an order?
- No sir.

Stay at the scene
until you are rescued.

And God help you if you make
a sound when the Swede walks by.

Norwegian!

Oh, is he from Norway?

Now you're asking me that?
In the middle of all this shit?

Sir! -At ease.

What are you doing here?

I managed to climb out, sir.

But where is he?

Where is who, sir?

Are you kidding me?
Where is the Norwegian?

Oh, he's a good guy.
He helped me out, sir.

Yeah, but where is he now?

Now we have to help him out, sir.

Oh my God. I think
the Norwegian fell into the shit.

What's up, Rina?

Leave me alone.
It's none of your business.

Hi. -Hi.

How are you? -I'm fine.

I've missed you.

Me too. I'm dying to get
some time alone with you.

Where should we go? -I know
where no one can bother us.

Let's go then.

What are you doing?

Undressing you.

Stop that.

Why? Are you embarrassed?

No, I want to undress you today.

Now the pants.

OK, sir. See you.

Wait, Rina, where are you going?

Let's see you be a hero
without your officer's uniform.

Rina, wait a second! I want
to explain something to you.

I don't never to hear you or see
you for the rest of my life.

You lying bastard! -Rina!
Rina, come here!

Back from the beach, Sardine?

Look at your poor, sad friends,
all worried about you.

They've been standing still
for three hours. -But what...

What will skinny Sardine who
wears granny panties eat here?

Dirt, sir!

Dig deeper, Sardine!

I'll show you, walking around
naked at night, soldier!

That's about four feet, sir.
- Keep digging! Dig!

You don't know how to dig!
Move over. I'll show you.

Look at your commander.
You hold this like that,

One, two, three.
One, two, three.

One, two, three.
One, two, three.

A good commander can dig.
Get it? -Yes sir. -Good.

One, two, three. Keep it up.

Rina! Rina! -Sardine!
- Rina, come here a minute.

I want to tell you something,
Rina.

Don't you see these are
girl soldiers on leave? -Rina!

Hey, Sardine, do you know her?
- Yes sir.

I hear your heart
going gourou gourou.

This we call love.
- Yes sir.

But love is not for yelling,
is for gentility.

You have to send flowers.
gladiolas. Maybe a vase.

A man should be a gentleman.

You know, I heard from some girl

that you weren't a gentleman
with her. -Who is this?

Julie? The blond singer?
- What, you know Julie?

She's my cousin. -What?
Julie is your cousin? -Yes.

You know, she's totally into you.
She's got the hots for you.

Julie is into me? -Yeah,
but she was a little hurt by you.

She told me you threw her
out the window or something?

No, I didn't mean to. It was an
emergency. The chief dropped by.

Sardine, you tell Julie
I'm sorry, and that I said hi.

I can get you a date with her.
- A date?

If you get me a pass, I'll get
you a date. -When? -Tonight.

Tonight at nine? -Yes. But get
me, Yudale and Momo a pass.

OK, but it's just between us,
Sardine.

It's love... -Yes sir.

Love, Sardine.

But why me? why not Momo?

Because Shemesh loves you, and
we got a day off because of you.

Yeah? What if he wants
to screw me again?

Tell him you're busy tonight.

Or just give him a blow job.

Fuck you.

You give him a blow job.
I'm not dressing up.

You wanted to go on leave, right?
Than why are you complaining?

OK, but only if you dress up too.

Shemesh only needs one chick,
jerk.

You know what? We'll double date.
Shemesh, me, and you two girls.

Have you totally lost it?

Whenever he gets hot for a chick,
we get screwed.

Hello... -Benzi!
Benzi! Darling!

Benzi... Romek, the boy is here!

Where is he? Where is he?

Hello Benzi... -Hi.
- Are you staying long?

No, just tonight. I have to go
back to the base in the morning.

Why such a short leave?
- Special leave.

Special leave. That's good.
Benzi, you are being good, right?

So, tell me, how's the army?
- Don't nag.

He'll have plenty of time
to tell stories.

You'd better go
make him a cup of tea.

No, no tea. I don't have time.

No time? You just came in.
- Sorry, dad.

Mom, did you iron my black shirt?

Which black shirt? What are you
standing like a scarecrow for?

Tell him to eat something.
To drink something.

Benzi, eat something.
Drink something.

What is this? You just got here
and already you're on the phone?

Don't worry, it's a local call.
Hello, Rina?

Rina, I need to talk to you.
Wait, listen to me for a second.

Shemesh gave me a pass.
I'm meeting him in pub 58.

Wait, let me explain... will you
let me talk for a minute? Jeez!

Who's Rina?
- Hello? Rina? Hello?

Who's Rina? -Leave the boy alone.
Can't you see he's upset?

Oh shut up.

Is it serious, Benzi?

It is. She's my girlfriend.

Girlfriend? From high school?

She's a soldier. In the army.

You're leaving for a soldier?

Everyone will be here soon.

Leave him alone.
Can't you see the boy's in love?

You're in love? Don't feed him
any of your nonsense.

It's not nonsense. I love her.

Who loves a girl soldier? -Me.

Nothing good comes out of love,
right Romek?

Tell me,
is she from a good family?

Mom, I don't give a damn
about her family.

I love her. I'm crazy about her.
I want to marry her.

Leave me alone already!
- Mazel Tov.

Baby, I'm sorry, I can't make it.

I have to be on call now.

Are you kidding me?

No, baby. Why should I?
Do I ever kid you?

Do you know Sardine? The poor
recruit what they call Benzi?

He has a bad family problem. Yes.

I have to stay with his family
a little. For relaxing.

So when will you come?

As soon as I'm
done, I'll come, cupcake.

See you, baby. -See you.

Dalia, can you get me the address
of that recruit, Benzi?

You know. The Sardine.

Hi. -I don't have anything
to talk to you about.

I didn't want to deceive you.
It just happened.

I love you.
- I hate you.

Romek, did you tell them
Benzi was home?

I told them. I told them. -Why
isn't he in? -He's on a date.

Already he met someone?
- It's not serious.

Not serious. I'm not serious.
The boy wants to get married.

Married? -What does he know?
He met a girl in the army,

a beautiful girl. And what
a family. She's in love with him.

Romek, go see.
Maybe Benzi is back.

Hold on. I'll be right back.

So are you listening?
he's grown up so nicely.

Hello. -Hello.

Are you Benzi's dad? -Yes.
But he's not home. He's out.

I'm from his army base. -Yes,
I know. He told me all about you.

It's no one. It's the soldier
from Benzi's army.

Well let her in.
Everyone wants to meet her.

No, no, no, what for?
She's in a hurry.

She's in a hurry, right?
- I'm not in a hurry at all.

Hello.
- Oh my God.

Would you like something
to drink perhaps?

What a nice girl.

Oh, Romek, do something
before I drop dead.

Look, he's a soldier.
How will you support yourselves?

He said we can live with his
parents for a year. -Oh, no.

There's no way.
It's impossible.

Look, he's just a kid. -A kid?
You can choke on a kid like that.

Really, what a nice girl.
- Yeah.

If it's a matter of pregnancy
or something like that,

We can pay you anything you want.
- Yes, Yes. Anything at all!

I see you people are trying to
fool me, so let me tell you this:

he promised he's marry me,
and he will.

And if I get my hands on him,
I'm going to screw him up.

Excuse me, we've got company.
- Shame on you, really.

Your company can kiss my ass.
I want to know where Shemesh is.

Shemesh who? -Mister, you tell me
where Shemesh is,

or I'll kick you in the balls.

Oh, Romek! Shemesh who?
We don't know and Shemesh!

Do you mean to tell me
Shemesh was never here? -No.

Sonya, he spoke to Shemesh.
On the phone.

He set a meeting with him in some
pub. -Oh, yeah, yeah. In a pub.

Which pub?

Sardine, get up and dance.
You're being impolite.

Shemesh, I'm gonna end you!

But what happened, sugar?
I didn't do anything.

What do you want from him?
He didn't do anything.

Shut your mouth, you cow!

What's up here? -You too
have something to say, slut?

I'm a slut?
You're a slut!

Sir, what's that, Kitbag?
Elvis Presley?

What is this, Shemesh?
Are you a fag now? -No, baby.

It's a military drill. It's
the chief's. It's camouflage.

You better camouflage yourselves,
before I'll kick your ass.

Today is the end of you!
- Be careful!

Benzi!

Translation: Shaily Giveon
Subtitles: Elrom Studios Ltd.