Enemies: A Love Story

[Dogs Barking,

People Yelling, Indistinct]

[Speaking In German]

[Barking Continues]

[Yelling In German]

[Speaking German]

No! No!

No!

[Woman] No!

[Screaming Fades]

[Panting]

Yadwiga?

## [Klezmer]

## [Continues]

Yadwiga?

- Yadwiga?

- Good morning.

- What time is it?

- It's 10:
00.

I do shopping.

I iron your shirt and underwear.

I clean kitchen floor

and bathroom.

I had my breakfast, but I'm

ready to eat again with you.

Would you like perhaps tea?

Oh, no, no. Herman,

you cannot go with barefoot.

I get your slippers.

I polish them.

- Polish them?

Who polishes slippers?

- They were all dried up.

Ay-yi-yi-yi, Yadzia.

This is America.

Huh? Huh?

You're not

the family servant anymore.

I fill your bathtub now.

## [Humming]

I buy you a soap.

Perfume soap. Smell.

Three for a dime.

Come.

I wash you.

# Oh, if we were

to have a boy #

# Praise the Lord on high #

# In what would

we cradle our joy #

# Praise the Lord on high #

# In the street belo-o-ow #

# In the street belo-o-ow #

#There is a tub of snow ##

- What time does the train leave?

- What?

At, uh, 2:
00.

- Where's the city?

- Philadelphia?

In America.

Where should it be?

Why don't you sell books here?

There are so many people.

People come to Coney Island

for popcorn, not books.

- What kind of books are they?

- Books on how to build bridges...

how to lose weight,

how to run the government.

Books of songs, stories,

plays, the life of Hitler.

They write books

about such swine?

They write about

all kinds of swine.

Tonight I'll be having

supper in Philadelphia.

Who you eat with?

- Alone?

- [Speaking Yiddish]

Talk so I can understand you.

Matzi, Pitzele! Pitzele!

[Laughing]

Hey, Pitzele!

The neighbor with

the white hair said I could

earn $25 a week in a factory.

You want to go to work?

You have to know

how to read and write.

So you take the course.

I will enroll you.

Herman!

[Scoffs]

Herman! The old woman says you

must know the alphabet first.

- I will teach you.

- When? You are never at home.

Such a sweet girl,

that Yadwiga.

[Man] Vito Marc Antonio to run

for mayor! Read all about it!

Marc Antonio to run

for mayor here!

- Yes, sir? Five cents.

- Forverts.

[Grunts]

[Thinking:
Dogs Barking,

People Shouting]

[Barking, Woman Screaming]

[Shouting, Indistinct]

[Voices Stop]

You're supposed to report

first thing in the morning.

Where's my speech

for Atlantic City?

If I had to depend on you,

I'd be an unemployed rabbi.

I got six convalescent homes

to worry about,

not to mention apartments...

in Borough Park,

Williamsburg.

I'm sick and tired of you living

in a house without a telephone.

Oy, such a greenhorn.

I know, I know.

You live with an old tailor

who saved your life in Poland...

and he desperately needs

your rent money to live.

A sob story.

Let me see this.

Now you're starting to write.

This is great. Great.

What's with the scribbling here?

Where's the rest of it?

If you can't finish it, tell me.

I'll get somebody else.

I'll talk into a Dictaphone myself.

I'll have Mrs. Regal type it.

E-Everything will be ready today.

I promise that.

I hope so. Meanwhile,

I'll hold on to this.

Now, once and for all,

your address.

- Where do you live?

Under Yankee Stadium?

- [Both Laughing]

I'm beginning to believe

that you got a wife...

- and you're hiding her from me.

- I wish I had the wife.

If you want one,

you could have one.

I picked out a fine woman for you.

You wouldn't even meet her.

What are you afraid of?

You wait long enough,

you'll marry a shiksa.

The subject for my next speech...

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