Enemies: A Love Story Page #2
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- 1989
- 119 min
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I can't tell the difference anymore.
You're starting again.
What is burning?
- Masha, I smell
something is burning.
- Nothing is burning, Mama.
She blames me for
everything that happens.
That's right.
- and it's only
your mother that's crazy.
- Don't put words in my mouth.
You listen to how
she's carrying on?
She always has to say
something contrary.
She's just like her father.
May he rest in peace
in the Garden of Eden.
- [Coughing]
- Masha? Masha?
Water. [Coughs]
It's her fault, you know. It's all
her fault. She wouldn't let me die.
I thought she was dead too.
And then one day, she finds me.
The next day, she's already
talking back to me.
Then she marries this man,
this Leon Tortshiner.
Oy. Is that a charlatan!
You know, my daughter, she can
read the most difficult books.
When it comes to people,
she doesn't know her hands
from her feet.
Now look. She's left sitting here,
a deserted wife.
If I want to get married,
I won't wait for a divorce.
Oh... [Sniffs] What is
happening with that stove?
Masha, I smell there's
something burning here!
Look at this! Oh, my God!
There isn't a drop of water
left in this pot!
of Europe to be killed...
what reason
is there to believe...
extermination of Jews in America?
God doesn't care.
- Right, Herman?
- Who knows?
First you burn the meat...
and now you're bothering and
pestering him with these questions.
Maybe suffering
is an attribute of God.
Mama baked some cookies.
I'll bring you some.
- No. First he has to eat the compote.
- What's the difference what he...
- Stop it.
Stop fighting. What...
- It all gets mixed up.
Will you two stop quarreling?
If you two can't
live together peacefully...
how can there ever be
peace on the Earth?
The last two people on Earth,
they would kill each other.
How can you understand God?
- You shouldn't argue
with her so much.
- She infuriates me.
She's more devoted to material
things than any atheist.
First she tells me
to marry Leon Tortshiner...
because he brings her
little cakes.
Later, she finds fault with him.
God knows why.
What difference
was it to me who I marry?
After all I'd been through,
what would it matter?
Speaking of marriage,
how is your little peasant?
Did you tell her you were
on a book-selling trip again?
- Tonight, I'm in Philadelphia.
- And what happens
- She'll never find out about us.
- There's always the possibility.
If you can spend so much
time with an illiterate goose...
perhaps you don't need
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