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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.

32 00:04:28,630-> 00:04:32,020 All right, Menuha, your late husband has passed few months ago...

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.

She want a serious relationship. -She wants to get married?

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?

In case I will need a kidney transplant,

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.

Maybe you twisted it, like you've done before?

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 must say, you managed to surprise me.

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.

Kiva, if I needed something from you,

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?