Afula Express Page #4

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Stop! You'll get us into

an accident! -You're great!

It's my uncle's truck!

What a truck, what an uncle

and what a friend!

Look at Batya! What class!

For a moment I though

you might not come!

You almost had me fooled!

Isn't life wonderful!

We're out of gas.

-You know your problem, Shimon?

Don't start.

-You don't listen.

I told you to check the gas in Tel Aviv.

There's tank.

-And when we left?

tank. -That gas gauge works

as well as your brain!

Sit here and b*tch

like a little girl.

I'm going to look for gas.

At least you take responsibility!

How long are you going to

give me the silent treatment?

So it wasn't a great show!

So what?!

Every new magician

has a few bad shows!

I'm just starting!

-Starting my ass!

Tell me, what do you want?

What?

From me, from yourself,

our lives...

Sugar. -What?

Where's the sugar?

-Under your nose.

I didn't notice. How many?

This is exactly what

I'm talking about! -What?

I've been dieting for months.

Killing myself to

look good for you.

And you don't even notice.

-Sure I do.

Saccharine David, not sugar!

I've been using saccharine

for 6 months!

I'm sorry.

No you're not.

You're too busy with yourself

to be sorry.

Aren't you overreacting?

What's with you?

So I had one shitty show!

Big deal!

I'm not overreacting.

Then don't be my assistant!

Does that solve the problem?

No!

I didn't think so.

I don't know.

I don't understand anything anymore.

I saw my life flash before

me on stage tonight.

Really? -I swear.

I saw my neighbor Brunia,

the Holocaust survivor.

She always invited me to eat

and I hated her cooking.

But I couldn't hurt her feelings

so I went every day.

David, it was the worst.

The worst food

I've eaten in my life.

Then I'd go eat my mother's food

to spare her feelings.

You know why I look

like this?

I can't hurt peoples' feelings.

You never told me that story.

Yes I did.

You know what else

I remembered? -No, what?

Forget it.

That's not fair.

No one forced you.

What would we do with a kid

in Tel Aviv now?

You were convinced we were

doing the right thing, too.

Convinced...

Like I was convinced

to move to Tel Aviv,

and work at the market,

and convinced to be

your assistant tonight.

You know my problem, Davy?

-What?

I'm too easily convinced.

I thought about it

in the car before.

You took it really hard.

Yeah.

Remember when you asked me

to marry you by the lake?

I hated the way you said it.

But it was the first time you

did. So the answer is yes.

Seriously? -Yes.

You want us to get married?

What kind of face is that?

I guess that's my reaction.

Give me a minute to digest this.

Digest? Either you're ready

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