Holy Rollers Page #3

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I'm sorry I gave you sh*t about

your marriage the other day.

That's okay.

I'm not even married yet.

Yeah.

So, where are you

gonna live, huh?

You gonna live

with your parents?

Mazel,

is that a rolex?

Shh, shh!

Leon's a f***ing mensch.

You know that.

[ chuckles ]

Working for

the medical business now.

For a doctor?

Yeah, sort of.

You know, uh...

What?

You know,

I-I think they, uh --

I think they need another guy,

if you're interested.

If you're looking for some

extra work, it's a good job.

Really?

Yeah.

Easiest money

you'll ever make.

All-expenses trip

to europe --

I mean, you fly anywhere,

really.

Girls, fast cars,

see the world.

I have a job,

thank you.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

Let me ask you

a question.

Who do you think pays the bills

in my house?

'cause leon doesn't pay

the f***ing bills,

I'll tell you that.

I mean, you got groceries,

electric bill, mortgage.

My f***ing mother

doesn't pay the mortgage.

You do?

I do.

What happens

when you and young vanna

Want to have a few kinder

of your own?

I work with my father,

yosef.

Yeah.

Women like shiny things.

You know what time it is?

It's fake titty time.

[ chuckles ]

Think about it,

all right?

Page me later.

Come on. I'll race you.

Come on.

Leon:
So,

tell me what happened.

Sam:
Well,

she was more nervous than me.

Did her parents

say anything yet, or...?

No, not yet.

No?

Oh, oh, what were you and yose

talking about before?

Nothing, nothing.

His new business.

Yose doesn't have

a business.

Well,

he offered me a job.

Are you meshugga?

You work for yosef?

Yeah, he offered me $1,000

to import medicine from europe.

Maybe I should do it

for zeldy.

That doesn't make sense.

There's no medicine work

that type of gelt.

No, no, it's special.

It's -- it's for rich people.

But, listen, I won't go

unless you go with me.

Why didn't he ask me?

I've never been to europe.

That's where

our grandparents came from.

Oh, I got it, mama.

I got it.

No, no.

No, no.

Hey. Stop, stop, stop.

Don't hurt yourself.

All right, here.

Go tell your tateh that yankel

should be in bed already.

One second.

There we go.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Mama, something's wrong.

Tell me.

Nothing.

It's the stove.

Mama.

Go get your father.

What's the matter?

Just --

he made me a promise.

The lazars have started

to look for another marriage.

I'm sorry, my boychik.

And the old lady said...

[ high-pitched voice ] "thank

you for not stealing the apples!

Thank you for asking!"

And she gave him

a whole basket.

Now, the tired traveler --

and he wasn't just a traveler.

Remember, he was a rabbi.

He was famous.

He was a miracle maker.

Have you heard any news?

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