All language subtitles for Shtisel.S02E06

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You know, Kiva,
I thought a lot.

You really are talented.

Not everyone can
make an omlette like this.

And you draw.
That's great.

You can make an omlette
and you can draw.

No one can say
you're wasting your life away.

Don't you have more to say
so early in the morning?

Why? Are you planning to do
soomething extraordinary today?

No, nothing in particular.
-Exactly.

What is it,
at 5:30 in the morning.

Who is it, Krakovich?

I hope you swallow an umbrella
and it opens in your belly. Amen.

He's always sitting
on the balcony.

There's a hollow in the sofa
in the shape of his backside.

And since that award
it's become even worse.

As if they
assured him

it's completely normal
not do anything in life.

Not even normal but excellent.
Can you understand? -I understand very well.

Menuha, don't you have
any girls for him?

Do you know how many
girls I've shown him?

He's always saying he'll think
about it and does nothing.

He's stuck.

Stuck, exactly.

Honestly speaking,
I understand him.

He's got
a good teacher.

You're not moving on,
what do you expect of your son?

Where should I move to?
- What?

It's the fifth time we're meeting,
Shulem. The fifth time.

What are we,
reformists?

Let's make a decision.

What of it?
He himself wanted this.

Yes, a year ago we've been
sitting in this livingroom

and he said:

"Menuha, if I die first, know that
Shulem Shtisel is the best match for you".

Seriously? -Yes.
He said that? -Word by word.

Is that so?
- It is.

Of course, what a question,

if your late husband said so,

he was really an
expert matchmaker.

I can't argue.

I'm only thinking,

and I'm reasoning out loud...

Why don't we
talk about it...

in about a month.

Don't fool around
with me, Shulem,

don't waste my time away.

As for me, you can sit on the sofa
with your son all days until Messiah comes.

How are you Tobi?
- I hope you didn't come to eat.

Why? Is there
no dinner?

I'm very hungry, and I must
go back to kollel at 1:30.

I've been embroiding
all day.

What's that? -It's for Yanka,
for the Pentateuch holiday.

It's allright.

Is there nothing left from Shabbos?
Chulent or noodles?

Listen, Gershtik
is in hospital

and the guys want
to go visit him.

Can you turn it down?

The husband comes home
for 15 minutes

and wants to talk to you.

Give me few minutes.
- Allright. I'm listening.

You were talking about the guys
and Gershtik, I heard everything.

I said that they
want to visit...

Which fool named this
a smart-phone.

Speak.

No, no, I won't
burden you.

I'm feeling light today,
you can say it.

There's this one girl...
- Sure, what's the problem?

There are a lot
of problems.

First of all I think
she's not really interested.

And what are you doing
to make her interested?

That's the problem, I can't
really do anything now.

Listen, you can always call
or smile when no one's looking.

I, for example, persuaded
my both wifes with a bouquet of roses.

Here, take this. Take my
phone for few days.

No, it's a kosher phone,
it won't do.

I hope that bungler Farschlofen
won't forget to bring me an Iphone.

He's going to Belgium,
to collect donations.

Belgium? When is his flight?
- I think he's in the shuttle already.

He's gone.
-Anshin!

How good I
caught you.

Listen, I need to ask you
for a big favor.

Sorry, Shtisel,
the package won't fit.

No, it's not about the package.
- The bottle also won't fit.

The suitcaise is jammed,
sorry. -No,no. -What?

Just say hello to seomone
from me.

Hello? What?
- A letter.

I'll give you an address,
it's in Antwerp.

Farschlofen, please,
help me.

Who do you know
in Antwerp?

A girl.

Shtisel, you should
have said that at the beginning,

I'd agree immidiately.
- Thank you.

No compromise in thevmatters
of a heart. -Thank you very much.

Quickly, or I'll be late
for the shuttle. -Sure, thank you.

Just a moment,
I'll write it down.

Can you turn around?
I'll write on your back.

What a question,
Shtisel,

it's an honor for me to lend you
my back so you can write a love letter.

Here, don't lose it.

I wrote the address.

Will you give it to her?
- Of course.

In the matters of a heart...

no compromises.

You need to eat, Shmuel.
- I know, I know, Blumi.

I'm eating
too much already.

How are things in kollel?
What are you studying right now?

We reached topics
of dairy and milk.

Differences between
Rambam and Rasha.

And to the chapter
on donations.

What would we do
without the Torah?

I sometimes look at the
other patients,

it's just horrible without
the Torah. -Horrible.

Blumi, why don't you rest a little?
You haven't slept at night.

I'll be here with two
men of knowledge, thank God.

Will you stay for half an hour?
- Half an hour?

Yes, of course,
gladly.

Shmuel, promise me
that until I'm back

you'll eat all your cottage cheese.

With God's help, Blumi,
if that's what you want.

With your permission,
I'll say something from myself.

It's said in midrash that
ilness is a gift from the Almighty.

Our father Yakov asked for ilness
so that a person knows the time.

The time to think about his soul
and to be with his close ones.

Only when you're ill you can see
how people worry about you,

how much love and devotion
is in the ones close to you.

This week we were told to learn
about kidney transplantation,

and in the morning my wife told me
she has already started all analises

on her own initiative.

Thank God, she can
become the donor.

She will give me
her kidney.

I don't know, what have I done
to deserve a wife like this.

A very virtuous wife.

Where were you so long?
In half an hour

I have a meeting of parent's comittee.
You're staying with kids.

I was going crazy.
- I'm sorry.

I called to kollel half an hour ago,
they said you went home.

I was in the hospital. - Hospital?
Why? What happened?

Zvi-Arie?
- I was in a hospital...

It's hard for me to talk about this...
-Say it. You're making me nervous.

Tobi, I don't want to
upset you but,

I'm ill.

Oh God. -Yes.
- How long have you known?

For a long time,

I din't want to see you worried
so I didn't tell you anything.

There's nothing
you can do, I...

I'm ill.
- Oh my poor man.

It's not possible
without savings, I think.

Of course, otherwise
what would we be talking about?

I mean layoffs, Shulem.

I don't want to fire anyone.

I should definetely
tell Katzburg

he should work harder
or go sell burekas.

Say that to Kravitz, too.

Kravitz should go
and sell pencils.

Aliza, can I
ask you a question?

A very personal question?
- Of course.

I met a widow some time ago.
Her name's Menuha, but nevermind.

I'm not sure.

Yes, she does.

But I was married once

to my late Dvora.

I don't understand,
what about Dvora?

I am an old man.

And I have to stand under
a chuppah with a wife again?

I've already done that.
Those days are gone.

I think the widow is right.
- I understand, but...

How should I say it,

my hearts still
belongs to Dvora.

Shulem, I think
it's big luck

that you got to marry a woman
you loved so much.

You know, six months ago
when I've just met my husband,

my heart belonged
to the other man.

I was devoted to him.

How young girls say,

I fell head over heels in love.

Head over heels?
Is that so?

I don't blame him for anything,
but I must say

I was very lucky

I decided to forget him.

I left it all in the past
and decided to move on.

It was the most reasonable
thing I've done in my life.

I'm not finished yet.

You asked me a question,
so let me answer.

Yes, of course, of course.

You're not young
anymore, Shulem.

And you're alone.

I think that if you have a chance
to marry the poor woman,

you should hold on to it
really tight.

I don't understand, why
didn't you tell me instantly?

I didn't want to make you worried for nothing.
- What do you mean?

What's the point of marriage
if we're not sharing a time like this.

You're right, Tobi...
I want to ask you something. -Yes?

Can you go to the hospital
tomorrow for analisys?

Me? What do I have
to do with this?

I thought, it'd be good
if I could use yours.

We'll go to
the hospital tomorrow,

give material for analysis and see
if you qualify, allright?

It could save me, Tobi.

Allright, if there's
no other way.

Is there no other way, though?
-What do you mean?

I don't know, is that allright
to risk also my health?

Think about the children.

Their already have
an ill father,

and now their mother has to
live with one kidney?

And I don't understand
why you rush

and want to run do
those analysis tomorrow.

Maybe the doctors are wrong.

We must go to Rabbi Fihrer,
pray that it's just a mistake.

Can you see what
I've become, Dvora?

I wanted to buy
new chairs 10 years ago.

Yes, I remember.

And why didn't we buy
new ones?

You said they'll serve
10 more years.

You see? I was right.
- Yes.

It's good to look
at the room from down here.

It looks like some other place.

I feel as if I have
never been here.

Too bad it hurts so much
I can't move.

Which leg is it?
- The right one.

Really?
I've twisted my leg before?

20 years ago,
during Purim,

when you tried to put
Kiva and Zvi-Arie on your back

and dance.
- Yes, yes, you're right.

If I tried it today,

dancing with those two
on my back,

nothing would be
left of me.

They've grown, thank God.
- Thank God.

Dvora, could you
get up for a moment

and bring me the telephone
so I can call an ambulance?

Getu up? How do I get up?
-Like everyone does.

I'm dead, Shulem.

The building is amazing.

Very good complex of studios.

You will get there quickly
if you go by tram.

I'll go tomorrow.
-Why wit until tomorrow?

You got a personal studio.
Be happy. -I am.

Say hello to Adassa. Her studio
is next to yours.

It's important for you
to meet her.

Allright, I'll see her.

Excuse me, it's an
international call.

Shtisel, you won't
belive it,

whole city is burried in snow,
drifts half a meter long.

It's snowing all the time,
I'm going crazy.

So you'll not
get to her?

Shtisel,
I've told you,

no compromises in
matters of a heart.

I'm at the adress you gave me.
- Really? That's good...

But your flower has
been trampled badly, Shtisel.

It's allright. -Do you want me
to buy other flower for her?

No, no, give her
this one.

Your letter has gone a bit
wet, too.

I had trouble reading it.

Why would you read it?

You're a good writer, Shtisel.

Your letter has a soul.
- Thank you.

Allright, I'm here.
I'm ringing the bell.

Wait. -What? -Don't ring.
I want to make sure...

I just rang.

I won't end the call
so you can hear everything.

Hello, I'm looking for Libi Shtisel.
- I'm Libi. -Of course.

It's for you. Sent from the holy land,
from someone you know,

from a good man Akiva Shtisel.

I gave her the letter.

She has trouble reading it,
because it's wet.

What? Is she there? With you?
- Yes, she's here.

A very exalted girl.

Is that Akiva? Are talking to him?
- Yes, of course.

I just thought that if my friend
is going to see you I could...

I just miss you a lot.

I also miss you
a little.

Few minutes ago I was looking out
of the window at the snow and thinking

what is the weather like
on your balcony.

I have a telephone now,

we can talk
whener we want to.

Yes. -So, I wrote down
the number for you.

Can you read it? Or was it
washed away by snow?

Why, Kiva?
- What?

How will it help?
Why should we talk?

Just to talk.

I'm still looking
for a husband, Kiva.

I miss you so much.

I'm going on dates
looking for a husband.

After we... - I want to go meet you,
Libi. I want to see you.

No, Kiva. Don't you dare.
- I will go. I have money.

I'll buy the ticket tomorowr and go.
- No, don't do it.

Anyway, planes don't fly
in such a weather...

You won't change my mind,
I have made a decision.

I will go, I don't
care for the snow.

No, Kiva, no.
Don't come.

Why? Wouldn't you
be glad to see me?

No, I wouldn't.

I would feel worse.

I'm sorry,
don't call me again.

I'm asking you not to.

Shulem, it's me, Menuha.
Can I come in?

Of course, what a question.
Come in.

I called you many times
but you didn't answer.

Listen, Shulem,
I don't mind it.

If you need more time,
I'll wait.

Most importantly, we're
good together.

Why are you on the floor?

Are you doing yoga?

No, I fell down.

Oh my, why didn't you
call for me?

I can't reach the telephone.
How could I call you, with telepathy?

I felt that
something has happened.

It hurts.

My head is spinning.

Kiva, wait.
-What?

I'm coming from my evening prayer,
I wanted to step by and see father. -Sure.

Wait, Kiva, I have a question
for you.

Don't you want to
go inside? -I'll ask first.

If someone from the family,
for example, me...

Nevermind. Not now.
- Go on, ask.

would you
give it to me?

I think so. What
do you need? -Nothing.

Do you need money?
I have some, I could help you.

Do you only think of money?
I don't need any money.

How are those crackers?
-Krutons.

Very tasty, those cartons.
-Krutons, not cartons.

Allright, krutons,
whatever you say.

It's my own recipe.

I use leftover challah
from Shabbos,

dry it and marinade in
olive oil.

Very tasty, very tasty.

My leg still hurts very much.
- I'll help you, come on.

We should put it up
on the chair.

Straighten the leg. Put it here.
-Won't it hurt?

That's right, slowly.
- Carefully, carefully.

It hurts a lot.
- Now it'll be better.

So good you came,
children.

What a nice surprise.

How are you, father?
- Who is it?

Who is it?
Yes who is it?

I wanted you to meet as soon
as possible. This is Menuha.

She's... How should
I say it...

My woman.

We've just decided
to get engaged.

Shulem, I'm warning you,

if you want to live here, you need to
do a renovation. -Of course.

What? -Make a genereal
renovation, especially in the kitchen.

Papa, who would have thought.
- Yes. Surely, not me.

You're Giti Shtisel.
How big you've grown.

I'm Giti, now Weiss.
-Yes, I know, of course.

She has 6 children, thank God.
- Don't jinx it.

Where did she come from?
Who's she?

Looks like
she's one of those

that cook a lot of
his favourite food.

Cooking is not all.

What more is there?

What a surprise.
Did you know? -No.

You're next.
- Amen. All in right time.

Akiva, you're next.
- I hope so.

I don't envy you.
- What can I do?

Kiva, I have a question for you.
Answer honestly. -What is it?

Let's say I was ill
and I needed an kidney,

would you give me
one of your kidneys?

What a question? Of course.
- Think well.

We're brothers, right?

Zvi-Arie, calm down,
stop it.

No one wants to say anything?

Zvi-Arie, how about you?
- What? Yes, of course.

It is said in midracha that
ilness is a gift from the Almighty.

There are various gifts,

and this one is a
kind of a test.

There are various tests -
american test, or Buzaglo test.

I want to say...

Yes, what do you
want to say, Zvi-Arie?

I have a question.
-Yes?

If father, God forbid,

got ill and needed a kidney transplant...
- God forbid.

Would you give him
one of yours?

Gladly. But I've already given
a kidney to my late husband.

Allright.
Let's sing something.

Kiva, sing.
- Allright, allright.

Stop,
wait a moment!

I dont want to make it gloomy,
but I have a question.

Let's say I'm ill
and in need of a kidney,

who of you would
agree to be a donor?

Kiva has already said
he would,

but who knows
if he's fit to do it.

I'm asking you...
- Zvi-Arie, let's go.

who will spare a kidney for me?
Raise your hand.

Your children are real artists.

He's usually normal.
- Oh yes?

Zvi-Arie, calm down.

The whole world, Tobi,

even people I don't know
are ready to donate their kidney for me.

That's very touching.

Very well, there are
15 people in the room.

I need only one kidney, Tobi.

Yes, allright, Menuha.

Yes, I'm almost there.
Everything is fine.

You're not there yet?
- I'm almost in my office.

How's your leg? Hurts?
- It hurts only a little.

I understand I need to congratulate you.
-Yes, yes, thank you, Aliza.

I was very surprised,
to be honest.

Very good you
made this decision.

Shulem, is everyhting allright?
- What happened? All good?

Yes, yes, I'm fine.
Stop it already. -I'm sorry.

All is fine.
Let me just get my office

and sit down for a moment.

Do you hear me?
I'm almost there, all's fine, almost there.

I can hear. I'll wait,
don't cut the call.

Allright, Menuha,
I'm here, I'm listening.

I'm in my office now,
in my chair.

Who was that? -Who?
- Who did you talk to?

The secretary.
- Your secretary?

Mine and everyone's.
The secretary of cheder.

What should I
make of it?

What do you mean...

That's how it is.

Replace her. -Who?
- The secretary. Find a male secretary.

But... -Shulem, a respected man
like you

shouldn't work with a woman
for such a long time.

Menuha, she's never
caused any problems.

Replace her today.
Promise me you'll let her go.

I'll do as you say.

Stay well and take care of your leg.
- Thank you. God help me.

You know, father,

I woke up today and
tried to figure it out,

did you really get engaged
or was it a dream?

And what did
you decide?