don't have any of these.
What is it?
Berlin. Brandenburg Gate.
Do you see the news stall?
Yes.
I bought these postcards there.
You were in Berlin?
Transiently.
Honestly, I believe you of course,
but I always think that you lie.
It's like a dream.
A Jew from Tulchin
walks in Berlin in the Avenue of Victory.
Maybe this one is you. Is it?
- Is it all for me?
-Yes.
How many postcards
do you have in your collection?
Twenty-five hundred.
-You wanna look at them?
-Yes.
Try to explain me,
why does that happen.
When I see a picture
of some forest or a sea
I look at that picture once
and that's enough for me.
And here is the simple picture.
And there is a sign below:
"Plas de la concorde."
There are some people
and stuff like that.
I can look at this picture
all day long.
And I won't get bored.
Let's put everything back.
Be careful.
You will help me.
Where is the Bois de Boulogne?
Sorry?
The Bois de Boulogne disappeared.
It was here and now it's gone.
And Marseilles is gone too.
And Paris!
Maybe you dropped them somewhere.
No, I didn't.
- David!
- Don't get angry.
David!
The first shot was accepted.
David!
Closer to each other, violinist.
What are you doing? Closer!
Get off me!
- Is it Ok?
- It's great.
Fire!
David, your father is calling for you!
Look here. It's not my imagination.
Nothing's here and here.
- Did you take my album?
- No.
Who let you take my album?
I didn't take it!
And you're lying to me!
You steal and lie!
Abram!
I didn't take it!
How dare you steal and lie?
I'll teach you how to speak the truth!
And I won't let you steal again!
What's going on there, Rose?
Abram is teaching his son.
Where is
the Bois de Boulogne and Marseilles?
I didn't take them.
- Then it was me who took it?
- I didn't take them.
Then it is me who is a thief?
David!
Abram Ilyich!
What's the matter?
Why are you yelling?
Inspector came from the city.
Your presence is required.
It's an inspection.
Why do you have to yell?
And remember, when someone
is an honest person,
he or she doesn't have
to worry about anything.
- Did you get it?
-Yes.
Wait for me, I'll be right back.
I hid the papers,
I mixed the boxes.
You don't have to tell me that.
The boxes are drying on the street.
He came out of his cars
and greeted me.
-What's his name?
- How can I know? He's with moustache.
You have blood on your face.
Wipe it.
Damn thing!
You mean your father?
Yes, my father.
He must be killed and that's it.
You're right,
to kill is the answer.
It's a very good idea, to kill.
Do you have a gun or a knife?
No.
Then how are you gonna kill him?
You're right, though.
You just need an empty bottle.
To put cherry pits there.
And when your father comes back home
from his work
you have to come quietly from behind
and hit his head with this bottle.
What are you saying?
And what are you saying?
You're a smart boy,
and talk nonsense.
Do you remember me?
-You're Meier Wolf.
-Yes, I am.
Here it is.
Like I never moved.
Get up.
Get up!
-Welcome back, Meier.
- Thank you.
Tomorrow everyone is gonna tell
that Meier Wolf is going to dig oil wells,
to wash gold dust,
to sell palm trees and something like that.
-Aren't you?
- No.
Why did you come back then?
I came home.
I just came back home.
The Sichoves live in you flat now.
It doesn't matter who lives there.
It doesn't make me happy.
When I was the same age as you,
my father was trading in gloves.
We visited thousand places.
And everywhere there was a righteous man,
who said "Go to the Wailing Wall."
"Four steps on the sacred ground
and you won't have any earth sins."
From that time I dreamt to collect money
and to go there, to Jerusalem.
And that happened.
No, it didn't.
The Wailing Wall is just
an old dusty wall,
and that I didn't come to my homeland,
but to a foreign country,
where one can only weep and die.
And those people are strangers to me.
Do you understand me?
Not quite.